Post by PWXonline on Feb 6, 2014 21:24:35 GMT -5
PWX PRESENTS: ADRENALINE 67: THE CUP BEGINS
BJCC ARENA
BIRMINGHAM, ALABAMA
WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 5th, 2014
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As Nighthawk stands in the hallway of the arena, conversing warmly with the Island Boys, we can't help but notice the look of confusion on the face of Jason Aries who is just coming out of the Bad Company locker room. Stepping to the right shoulder of his tag team partner the "Phenom" looks slightly confused by just how easily his tag team partner is conversing with the men they will be facing later tonight. Reading the look in his friend's eyes the "Wrestling Machine" takes his leave from the Island Boys and walks back towards their dressing room.
Jason Aries: "What is that about, Tristan? We're facing them in a few hours, and you're out here chatting with them like long-lost friends?"
Nighthawk: "They are my students, JAson. I trained them. I look out for them. In a lot of ways, they are long-lost friends. Look, I know what you're thinking. I know what I have to do tonight. I just am not going to celebrate having to do it. Look at them, Jason. Look how happy they are to be here, to have a chance at the World Tag Team Titles. And I, in a few hours, have to head to the ring and rip that away from them. I'm going to do it, Jason. We're going to win this tournament, Jason. I know it in my bones. Just don't ask me to celebrate this. Because we are going to treat my students with respect, Jason. We will shake their hands before the match and after. We will treat them like we would want to be treated ourselves. And when we beat them, we can move on from this. And i'll celebrate every win.... every win after this one."
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Pyro shoots off from the top of the rafters and explodes on the entrance ramp as the crowd are hot on their feet. The Birmingham crowd cheer loudly as they chant for their favorite superstars. We are taken to the commentary team.
Chris: Welcome everyone to what will be an explosive Adrenaline! I'm Chris Caudill and I'm joined by my never ending colorful metaphoric partner in crime, Ricky Cravate!
Ricky: My balls are fucking frozen!
Chris: Never fails! It may be cold here this week in Alabama, but tonight promises to be full of red hot action! We've got the start of the World Cup tonight and boy do we have some interesting match ups!
Ricky: Vox Populi? I understand Elijah Black is the number one seed, but he's been through quite a lot the last several weeks.
Chris: Well we saw Daniel Everett, his tag team partner, compete in singles action last week and I gotta say, he's very impressive! I no doubt trust that Vox Populi earned their number one seed fairly, even though Black won what seemed like forever ago when it came to deciding the number one seed.
Ricky: That may be, but for being sidelined for so long, that could effect the number one seeded, Vox Populi, potentially.
Chris: Well let's see if it does because that match begins now!
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PWX WORLD CUP RD 1 MATCH
VOX POPULI vs CMJA
Young and money are waiting in the ring as Vox Populi are making there way in Money runs forwards and kicks the ropes low blowing both men before the bell
Ricky: That may of been a bad idea
Elijah Black falls into the ring and David Everett falls out but tells the ref to ring the bell, Black is seething and makes his way to his feet as the ref holds him back
Chris: Elijah black is pissed right now
Black rubs his nuts and jumps on Jamal Young as CMJY are doing rock paper scissors for the start, he hauls his opponent into the center of the ring and whips him off the ropes clotheslining Young sending him spining backwards and nearly on top of his head, Black brings him to the corner and tags in Everett, the 2 men then proceed to kick Young into the corner and then back up
Ricky: This is bad
Chris: Sandwhich Running face wash!
Ricky: And the same but this time with knees!
They haul up Young and whip him into the corner holding his partner who tags in hesistantly, Black leaves the ring and Everette locks up with Money, money quickly gets taken down face first to the mat and then held there with a front chancery headlock, Black non chalantly walks to the center of the ring apron and then springboards in with a double foot stomp to Moneys back, Young attempts to re enter the ring but black drop kicks him back out to the floor, he then walks back to his corner and takes the tag
Chris: The end is immenent I feel, CMJY never got outta the blocks
Both men take a few shots at Money and then whip him into the ropes, Everett elevates Money high above his head and Black comes out of nowhere catching him with a cutter
Ricky: Nice hard hitting combo there!
Chris: Whats Everett got in mind here!?
David Everett stands over the fallen body of Money and hooks in a full nelson deadlifting him up into a full nelson suplex, he tosses him to Black who nails a heavy sit out power bomb, Young tries to storm the ring but gets hit with the punishment by Everett
Chris: COVER BY BLACK ON MONEY!
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Ricky: And thats how you start of a tournament, Vox populi, 100 percent dominant tonight
Chris: Next round for them, great showing
WINNERS: VOX POPULI
VOX POPULI vs CMJA
Young and money are waiting in the ring as Vox Populi are making there way in Money runs forwards and kicks the ropes low blowing both men before the bell
Ricky: That may of been a bad idea
Elijah Black falls into the ring and David Everett falls out but tells the ref to ring the bell, Black is seething and makes his way to his feet as the ref holds him back
Chris: Elijah black is pissed right now
Black rubs his nuts and jumps on Jamal Young as CMJY are doing rock paper scissors for the start, he hauls his opponent into the center of the ring and whips him off the ropes clotheslining Young sending him spining backwards and nearly on top of his head, Black brings him to the corner and tags in Everett, the 2 men then proceed to kick Young into the corner and then back up
Ricky: This is bad
Chris: Sandwhich Running face wash!
Ricky: And the same but this time with knees!
They haul up Young and whip him into the corner holding his partner who tags in hesistantly, Black leaves the ring and Everette locks up with Money, money quickly gets taken down face first to the mat and then held there with a front chancery headlock, Black non chalantly walks to the center of the ring apron and then springboards in with a double foot stomp to Moneys back, Young attempts to re enter the ring but black drop kicks him back out to the floor, he then walks back to his corner and takes the tag
Chris: The end is immenent I feel, CMJY never got outta the blocks
Both men take a few shots at Money and then whip him into the ropes, Everett elevates Money high above his head and Black comes out of nowhere catching him with a cutter
Ricky: Nice hard hitting combo there!
Chris: Whats Everett got in mind here!?
David Everett stands over the fallen body of Money and hooks in a full nelson deadlifting him up into a full nelson suplex, he tosses him to Black who nails a heavy sit out power bomb, Young tries to storm the ring but gets hit with the punishment by Everett
Chris: COVER BY BLACK ON MONEY!
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Ricky: And thats how you start of a tournament, Vox populi, 100 percent dominant tonight
Chris: Next round for them, great showing
WINNERS: VOX POPULI
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Backstage we go as we are inside the newly designed offices of The Establishment. The office is in that of Executive nature and order as we see Mr. Executive, Brian Hollywood, sitting at his desk. There is a desk across from him, as that is Darin Zion's, but Zion is not in the office. However, with Mr. Hollywood in the office are House of Stone's Troy Stone, and Establishment's, Chris Diamond. Hollywood props his feet up on his desk as Troy and Chris surround him. Hollywood is throwing some sort of baseball up and down in the air. Troy adjusts his PWX Championship over his shoulder as he speaks.
Troy Stone: So I thought it would amuse you to hear that HOW's Scottywood is undergoing surgery tomorrow.
Brian Hollywood: Heh. I actually heard about that the other night. But I'm glad that you came in here to share that with me as you did indeed have a part in that assault on him a couple months ago.
Chris Diamond: Word over in HOW is that everyone is hating you more and more as the day goes by.
Hollywood nods his head.
Hollywood: Yes well, I think Lee Best is very aware of my plans for HOW by now. With me in the LBI, I have every intention to win it and claim their world title. It would be a nice prize to go along with my dominance here in PWX.
Stone: Your dominance in PWX?
Troy snarls a bit.
Stone: Just remember that it is I who have achieved something that hasn't been done since the inception of the company of PWX. I have succeeded Norcia's title reign to become the longest reigning PWX Champion in history!
Hollywood laughs.
Hollywood: Yes, congrats on that. However, that was MY record you beat. Norcia is a joke and if you want a realistic title defense longevity speaking, I was the one who defended the PWX Championship the most. Norcia had a drought, but it makes no difference. I just wanted to make sure you were aware of the history lesson. Your dominance is supreme in PWX, but just remember who endorses you. However, my dominance in PWX is obvious. I mean, I am one of the owners of PWX. I literally control practically the entire show.
Diamond interjects.
Diamond: I do want to add that your dominance in PWX can be linked to that of HOW. See, while your in charge of PWX, you've outsmarted Lee more than once. Now one of HOW's finest is undergoing surgery.
Hollywood and Stone both smile and nod in agreement.
Hollywood: It's not an accident that Scottywood was made an example of. Stone and I did what needed to be done. I just want to make sure everyone else on this roster knows that if they try to cross me, the same fate will be bestowed on them as well. What happened to Scottywood was just a warm up. I wanted the entire PWX roster to know what I'm capable of. If we can take the hardcore to the Hardcore Artist, then it's obvious that everyone here in PWX is vulnerable.
Stone nods his head.
Stone: It was a nice chance to be able to show display just what the PWX Champion can do. That my abilities goes beyond performing duties here in PWX and running the House of Stone.
Hollywood: It was a good chance for a lot of things to be displayed. The Establishment has taken full control of this show and have integrated ourselves on the minds of every PWX superstar. Soon, The Establishment will represent more than just total dominance of PWX.
Diamond smiles as he starts to walk for the door.
Diamond: Yes and speaking of representing, I've got a match against Jessica Harmony that I must go and take care of. I will show her just what ideals are expected when you cross The Establishment.
Hollywood nods in agreement.
Hollywood: Jessica Harmony is a fool if she thinks she can actually DO something about The Establishment running PWX. Her words are empty threats and she will soon learn her place if she expects to stay in PWX very long.
Chris Diamond takes his leave. Hollywood turns to Stone.
Hollywood: So the main event will be interesting. I hear your quite excited for that World Cup bout with Shooter's Gallery and Gorgeous Disaster.
Stone nods.
Stone: I'll be ringside for that match. It's going to be one hell of a match. It's a win for the House of Stone either way you look at it. A win for either team just gets more gold closer in the House or are mutual friends.
Stone pauses.
Stone: So what other reason am I here? I came here to deliver Scotty's news but with that, you summoned me for another purpose.
Hollywood looks at Stone but doesn't say anything at first. He adjusts himself in his chair as he finally addresses Stone.
Hollywood: Yes, well, I want you to be on your guard. John Ojeda is a sneaky cowardly fuck and will attack you from out of nowhere if the opportunity presents itself for him.
Stone: I'm well aware of Ojeda's history.
Hollywood: Are you also aware, as much as this pains me to say, that John Ojeda is the biggest threat of taking that World Championship from you?
Stone protests.
Stone: I assure you, Mr. Hollywood, I'm not going to let that happen. I'm the greatest PWX Champion this company has ever seen. I'm not going to let some roided outlaw biker to jeopardize that. But if you'll excuse me, I gotta get the main event players hyped up for tonight.
Stone walks out of the office rather rudely. Hollywood sits and ponders to himself as he is clearly thinking. He leans forward and talks out loud to himself.
Hollywood: Well see about that, won't we?
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SINGLES MATCH
JESSICA HARMONY vs CHRIS DIAMOND
The match kicks off with the two competitors circling each other in the ring. Harmony pushes forward and goes for the double leg takedown. Diamond reverses out of it quickly and catches Harmony from behind. Diamond goes for a quick release german on Harmony, but Harmony lands on her feet and back peddles into the ropes and then comes out at Diamond. Harmony jumps up and catches with a head scissors takedown. Diamond skids across the ring and uses the corner to try to get away. Harmony runs up the corner and starts to lay into Diamond with the ten punches. The crowd counts along as she fires off the punches, but at the eighth one, Diamond breaks it up and scoops Harmony for a powerbomb. He flings her back over his head and snake eyes’ Harmony across the turnbuckle. Harmony drops down clutching at her face and throat.
Ricky: This is going to prove to be an interesting match. Chris Diamond, the Establishment’s man is taking on the always dangerous Jessica Harmony.
Chris: Diamond’s in the corner!
Ricky: Yeah, I think he might just be letting her do that. I’d let her punch my in the head if I got to have her crotch in my face while she did it.
Chirs: You are the biggest pervert fudgie the world has ever known Ricky!
Diamond stalks around the Harmony and picks her up as she backs up. Dimaond plants Harmony with a german. He rolls through and plants her with a half nelson suplex. Diamond rolls through again and the crowd starts to buzz. Diamond hits the dragon suplex, causing Harmony to end up hanging half in and half out of the ring. Diamond picks up Harmony and drags her back into the ring. Harmony gets whipped into the corner and Diamond nails her with a running avalanche. Diamond whips her to the other corner and follows her in again, only to be caught with a boot to the jaw. Diamond comes back for a second attempt and Harmony jumps up, hooks in the head lock, and nails Diamond with a quick tornado DDT! Harmony goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Ricky: Diamond is coming in hard and using his strength and size as a serious advantage here!
Chris: But the lovely Ms. Harmony has something up her sleeves for Diamond.
Ricky: But she doesn’t have any sleeves Chris!
Chris: That’s what is making it that much more magical Ricky! God, you suck at your job.
Diamond gets up and Harmony goes for a side Russian leg sweep. Diamond reverses and picks up Harmony, dumping her on her head with a backdrop driver. Harmony rolls on the floor and then pops to his feet. Harmony gets up slowly and Diamond stalks her waiting for her to get up. Harmony gets up and turns and gets kicked in the gut. Diamond goes for the Diamond Stunner, but Harmony pushes him away. Diamond rebounds off the ropes and gets hit with a sitout facebuster. Diamond gets up and walks right into Harmony who hits him with the Rebel Yell and falls right into the pin with it.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
Chris: Well that was an interesting match!
Ricky: And it just got more interesting! Look who it is! It's Mr. Hollywood!
As Jessica is celebrating in the ring, Mr. Executive, Brian Hollywood, appears on the entrance ramp. Jessica's attention all of a sudden turns towards the ramp as she sees Hollywood standing there. Hollywood then all of a sudden is seen clapping his hands for Jessica's win of her match. Jessica stares a hole into Hollywood as it becomes obvious to her that his intentions are anything but what he displays. As Jess continues to look at Hollywood, Hollywood stops clapping and simply folds his hands against his chest. He then looks at Jessica for a few moments before slowly shaking his head and walking back to the back as Jessica continues to look on.
Chris: I wonder what that was all about?
Ricky: Who knows? All I know is you don't question Mr. Hollywood. What ever he has planned, we will find out in time.
WINNER: JESSICA HARMONY
JESSICA HARMONY vs CHRIS DIAMOND
The match kicks off with the two competitors circling each other in the ring. Harmony pushes forward and goes for the double leg takedown. Diamond reverses out of it quickly and catches Harmony from behind. Diamond goes for a quick release german on Harmony, but Harmony lands on her feet and back peddles into the ropes and then comes out at Diamond. Harmony jumps up and catches with a head scissors takedown. Diamond skids across the ring and uses the corner to try to get away. Harmony runs up the corner and starts to lay into Diamond with the ten punches. The crowd counts along as she fires off the punches, but at the eighth one, Diamond breaks it up and scoops Harmony for a powerbomb. He flings her back over his head and snake eyes’ Harmony across the turnbuckle. Harmony drops down clutching at her face and throat.
Ricky: This is going to prove to be an interesting match. Chris Diamond, the Establishment’s man is taking on the always dangerous Jessica Harmony.
Chris: Diamond’s in the corner!
Ricky: Yeah, I think he might just be letting her do that. I’d let her punch my in the head if I got to have her crotch in my face while she did it.
Chirs: You are the biggest pervert fudgie the world has ever known Ricky!
Diamond stalks around the Harmony and picks her up as she backs up. Dimaond plants Harmony with a german. He rolls through and plants her with a half nelson suplex. Diamond rolls through again and the crowd starts to buzz. Diamond hits the dragon suplex, causing Harmony to end up hanging half in and half out of the ring. Diamond picks up Harmony and drags her back into the ring. Harmony gets whipped into the corner and Diamond nails her with a running avalanche. Diamond whips her to the other corner and follows her in again, only to be caught with a boot to the jaw. Diamond comes back for a second attempt and Harmony jumps up, hooks in the head lock, and nails Diamond with a quick tornado DDT! Harmony goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Ricky: Diamond is coming in hard and using his strength and size as a serious advantage here!
Chris: But the lovely Ms. Harmony has something up her sleeves for Diamond.
Ricky: But she doesn’t have any sleeves Chris!
Chris: That’s what is making it that much more magical Ricky! God, you suck at your job.
Diamond gets up and Harmony goes for a side Russian leg sweep. Diamond reverses and picks up Harmony, dumping her on her head with a backdrop driver. Harmony rolls on the floor and then pops to his feet. Harmony gets up slowly and Diamond stalks her waiting for her to get up. Harmony gets up and turns and gets kicked in the gut. Diamond goes for the Diamond Stunner, but Harmony pushes him away. Diamond rebounds off the ropes and gets hit with a sitout facebuster. Diamond gets up and walks right into Harmony who hits him with the Rebel Yell and falls right into the pin with it.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
Chris: Well that was an interesting match!
Ricky: And it just got more interesting! Look who it is! It's Mr. Hollywood!
As Jessica is celebrating in the ring, Mr. Executive, Brian Hollywood, appears on the entrance ramp. Jessica's attention all of a sudden turns towards the ramp as she sees Hollywood standing there. Hollywood then all of a sudden is seen clapping his hands for Jessica's win of her match. Jessica stares a hole into Hollywood as it becomes obvious to her that his intentions are anything but what he displays. As Jess continues to look at Hollywood, Hollywood stops clapping and simply folds his hands against his chest. He then looks at Jessica for a few moments before slowly shaking his head and walking back to the back as Jessica continues to look on.
Chris: I wonder what that was all about?
Ricky: Who knows? All I know is you don't question Mr. Hollywood. What ever he has planned, we will find out in time.
WINNER: JESSICA HARMONY
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PWX WORLD CUP RD 1 MATCH
BAD COMPANY vs ISLAND BOYS
Ring Announcer Alexis Lace: “This next contest is a tag team attraction and is an opening round match in the PWX Tag Team World Cup Tournament.”
As their opponents stand in the ring, going over strategies with each other, the arena suddenly begins to buzz as the opening strains of "Here Comes The Hotstepper" by Ini Kamoze come out over the sound speakers as the Island Boys follow closely behind, Jamaican and Barbadian flags hung around their respective necks and the Caribbean Tag Team Championships around their waists as they slap hands with the first few rows of the crowd while still keeping their eyes locked completely on their opponents. finally climbing in the ring both of the Island Boys climb onto the top turnbuckles and raise their hands above their heads before doing a perfect backflip into the ring.)
(As their opponents stand in the ring, going over strategies with each other, the arena suddenly begins to buzz as the lights in the arena fade to black as the opening strains of "Shoot To Thrill (Personal Jesus\Holding Out For A Hero Intro)" by Halestorm goes out through the arena before Nighthawk and Jason Aries walk to the ring, each man slapping hands with the entire front row before they slide into the ring and climb on the top turnbuckles.
Alexis Lace: “Introducing first, in the corner to my left, team #1. They are the current reigning Caribbean Tag Team Champions. First, from Bridgetown, Barbados please welcome at 215 pounds, the Caribbean Strongman….. Desmond Thomas! His tag team partner, from Montego Bay, Jamaica, weighing in at 205 pounds, Neville Buchanan! Together, at a total combined weight of 420 pounds, they are the Island Boys!”
(Desmond Thomas and Neville Buchanan step out of their corner, receiving a warm reception as they do so before handing over their Caribbean Tag Team Championships to one of the ringside attendants who rushes to the back with them, presumably to a safe kept on the premises for such things.
Alexis Lace: “Their opponents, in the corner to my right, are the # seed in the PWX Tag Team World Cup. Weighing in at a total combined weight of 387 pounds, the team of Nighthawk and Jason Aries…. Bad Company!”
As Nighthawk and Jason Aries remove their ring jackets and hand those off to the ringside attendant the crowd shows their appreciation for Bad Company by bombing the ring with blue, orange, and silver streamers before serenading Jason Aries with “Hail Minnesota” which Jason Aries sings along with full-throatily before the crowd chants “Best in the World” in the direction of Nighthawk.
Chris Caudill: “Here is the interesting part of this next tag team match. The Island Boys, the current Caribbean Tag Team Champions, were actually trained by Nighthawk. This has got to be a very weird feeling for Nighthawk here, knowing that if he does everything he can to help his tag team partner and his friend win this match he’s going to cost his students a chance to do the exact same thing.”
Ricky Cravate: “And when I spoke to the Island Boys earlier, they mentioned how proud they were to be thought of as the top students of Nighthawk. However, they also said, in no uncertain terms, how important it was for them to win this tournament. They told me they were going to regret beating Bad Company, but they knew they had to do it.”
As the referee rings the bell, Bad Company and the Island Boys shake hands in the center of the ring before going over their strategies for the last time. Shaking hands with each other Desmond Thomas, who is the power man for the Island Boys, starts the match for his side as Jason Aries does the same for Bad Company. Locking up Jason Aries is heaved into a neutral corner as Desmond Thomas shows off his noticeable power advantage. Locking up again Jason Aries is again heaved into the turnbuckle as Desmond Thomas almost nonchalantly shows off his power advantage as the Minneapolis native stares over at Nighthawk in shock at what has happened, to which the Chicago native responds with a shrug of the shoulders as if he told him that this could happen and shouldn’t be surprised when it did. Stretching out against the ropes now, his mind now clearly absolutely focused on solving the puzzle in front of him, Jason Aries steps back into the center of the ring and locks up with Desmond Thomas again and this time comes out the back door with a side headlock. Cranking tightly on the side headlock, trying to wear down the massively strong Barbadian, “The Phenom” walks the hold back to his own corner where Nighthawk tags in and regretfully moves to take over the reins on the side headlock, trapping the left arm as he does so in an attempt to transfer the hold into a standing variant of the scarf hold. But as he goes for it Desmond simply stands up to his feet and walks over to a neutral corner with the “Wrestling Machine” hanging on him like a small child before placing him on the top turnbuckle thus forcing a break of the hold. Climbing down off of the turnbuckles Nighthawk stares at Desmond Thomas as if he too can’t believe what he is seeing, only to have all of that tension leave the body of the “Man of 1000 Holds” as the “Caribbean Strongman” tags in Neville Buchanan.
Chris Caudill: “We have only seen highlight tapes of the Island Boys. But what I've noticed early on is the power of Desmond Thomas. And for that matter, Neville Buchanan might be stronger than both members of Bad Company. In terms of teamwork, speed, agility, and quickness, the Island Boys and Bad Company are equals. It might very well be the advantage in strength of the Island Boys that leads them to victory in this match, which would be a rather sizeable upset.”
Ricky Cravate: “The other thing I've noticed is that when Jason Aries tagged in Nighthawk, there was a small hint of regret on his face like he wanted to be nowhere else but here. Maybe that’s a byproduct of him feeling like he doesn’t want to ruin the dreams of his students, but whatever it is, it would be in his best interests to get rid of it however he can. A tentative Nighthawk, a guy thinking more about disappointing his protégés than beating them, is not going to be any good for Bad Company.”
As Nighthawk stretches out in the center of the ring before shaking hands with Neville Buchanan, he seems to be more comfortable with his surroundings as both men lock up with each other before Neville slips under his left arm and comes out the back door with a waistlock attempt which Nighthawk swiftly sits out of and transfers right through into an omoplata attempt. But as the Chicago native looks to lock that in Neville tries to roll his way out of it but can’t, and is thus forced to grab the nearest set of ropes to force a break of the hold. Glaring at his teacher, as if he can’t understand why it is that Nighthawk went for the omoplata instead of simply escaping the hold, both men in the ring tag out to their respective partners as the sportsmanship that typified the early portion of this contest is seemingly starting to fade away. Stepping back in the middle of the ring Jason Aries again locks up with Desmond Thomas and comes out with an armwringer, as Bad Company has apparently made the decision that the best way to handle the challenge in front of them is to work on the arm of whichever member of the Island Boys happens to be in the ring with them. Walking the armwringer back over to his corner Jason Aries tags in Nighthawk who springboards in with a double stomp to the left arm before re-applying the armwringer and tagging in Jason Aries again who comes back in with a double sledge to the left arm before applying the armwringer again. But as the Minneapolis native looks to tag the “Wrestling Machine” back in, Jason Aries takes too long to reach for the tag as Desmond Thomas reaches out and tags in Neville Buchanan with his right hand as Nighthawk is able to tag in again.
Chris Caudill: “And there you see the one advantage Bad Company might have over the Island Boys. They have become very adept at quick tags, keeping an individual clock in their heads about how long each member of the team has been in the ring. Their double-teams are proof of this. They get as much out of the 5 seconds they are provided as any other team on the roster.”
Ricky Cravate: “But again, the strength advantage of the Island Boys comes into play. Sure, they caught Desmond Thomas with a nice series of attacks on the left arm. But when the tag couldn’t come right away, Desmond got out of there with his advantage in strength and tagged in Neville Buchanan. There is still a lot of work left to be done for Bad Company in this match.”
As Nighthawk tightens up the Velcro on his gloves, his eyes betraying the fact that he now understands the seriousness of the task in front of him, Neville Buchanan does the same thing before both men lock up and jockey for position against each other until they find themselves in a neutral corner which draws the referee over to break them up until he finally does, with a surprising amount of negotiation considering the participants involved. Stepping into the ring to try and cool their respective partners down Desmond Thomas and Jason Aries quickly get into a dispute with each other, as now all 4 men are barking back and forth at each other as the sportsmanship shown in the early portion of the match has now been replaced by a burning need to win and advance in the tournament. Finally stepping back into the center of the ring, Nighthawk and Neville Buchanan again lock up but this time the Chicago native comes out the back door with a gorgeous wrap-around armdrag before whipping Neville into the ropes. But as he does so Desmond tags in unawares to everyone but the referee and Jason Aries, who is frantically trying to signal the “Wrestling Machine” But as Neville runs the ropes he Desmond slingshots in with a shoulderblock that almost takes the “Wrestling Machine” out of his boots as Neville follows that up with a beautiful quebrada moonsault before covering him and getting a quick 2-count.
Climbing up to the top turnbuckle Neville goes for a high cross body only to see Nighthawk roll through and secure both legs to get the pinfall.
Chris Caudill: They did it! Bad Company pulls out a win and will advance to the next round of the World Cup!
Ricky Cravate: I can't say that I'm surprised. However, what a great effort the Island Boys gave against their sensai, Nighthawk. They have got to be proud of themselves for their true display of in ring skills!
WINNERS: BAD COMPANY
BAD COMPANY vs ISLAND BOYS
Ring Announcer Alexis Lace: “This next contest is a tag team attraction and is an opening round match in the PWX Tag Team World Cup Tournament.”
As their opponents stand in the ring, going over strategies with each other, the arena suddenly begins to buzz as the opening strains of "Here Comes The Hotstepper" by Ini Kamoze come out over the sound speakers as the Island Boys follow closely behind, Jamaican and Barbadian flags hung around their respective necks and the Caribbean Tag Team Championships around their waists as they slap hands with the first few rows of the crowd while still keeping their eyes locked completely on their opponents. finally climbing in the ring both of the Island Boys climb onto the top turnbuckles and raise their hands above their heads before doing a perfect backflip into the ring.)
(As their opponents stand in the ring, going over strategies with each other, the arena suddenly begins to buzz as the lights in the arena fade to black as the opening strains of "Shoot To Thrill (Personal Jesus\Holding Out For A Hero Intro)" by Halestorm goes out through the arena before Nighthawk and Jason Aries walk to the ring, each man slapping hands with the entire front row before they slide into the ring and climb on the top turnbuckles.
Alexis Lace: “Introducing first, in the corner to my left, team #1. They are the current reigning Caribbean Tag Team Champions. First, from Bridgetown, Barbados please welcome at 215 pounds, the Caribbean Strongman….. Desmond Thomas! His tag team partner, from Montego Bay, Jamaica, weighing in at 205 pounds, Neville Buchanan! Together, at a total combined weight of 420 pounds, they are the Island Boys!”
(Desmond Thomas and Neville Buchanan step out of their corner, receiving a warm reception as they do so before handing over their Caribbean Tag Team Championships to one of the ringside attendants who rushes to the back with them, presumably to a safe kept on the premises for such things.
Alexis Lace: “Their opponents, in the corner to my right, are the # seed in the PWX Tag Team World Cup. Weighing in at a total combined weight of 387 pounds, the team of Nighthawk and Jason Aries…. Bad Company!”
As Nighthawk and Jason Aries remove their ring jackets and hand those off to the ringside attendant the crowd shows their appreciation for Bad Company by bombing the ring with blue, orange, and silver streamers before serenading Jason Aries with “Hail Minnesota” which Jason Aries sings along with full-throatily before the crowd chants “Best in the World” in the direction of Nighthawk.
Chris Caudill: “Here is the interesting part of this next tag team match. The Island Boys, the current Caribbean Tag Team Champions, were actually trained by Nighthawk. This has got to be a very weird feeling for Nighthawk here, knowing that if he does everything he can to help his tag team partner and his friend win this match he’s going to cost his students a chance to do the exact same thing.”
Ricky Cravate: “And when I spoke to the Island Boys earlier, they mentioned how proud they were to be thought of as the top students of Nighthawk. However, they also said, in no uncertain terms, how important it was for them to win this tournament. They told me they were going to regret beating Bad Company, but they knew they had to do it.”
As the referee rings the bell, Bad Company and the Island Boys shake hands in the center of the ring before going over their strategies for the last time. Shaking hands with each other Desmond Thomas, who is the power man for the Island Boys, starts the match for his side as Jason Aries does the same for Bad Company. Locking up Jason Aries is heaved into a neutral corner as Desmond Thomas shows off his noticeable power advantage. Locking up again Jason Aries is again heaved into the turnbuckle as Desmond Thomas almost nonchalantly shows off his power advantage as the Minneapolis native stares over at Nighthawk in shock at what has happened, to which the Chicago native responds with a shrug of the shoulders as if he told him that this could happen and shouldn’t be surprised when it did. Stretching out against the ropes now, his mind now clearly absolutely focused on solving the puzzle in front of him, Jason Aries steps back into the center of the ring and locks up with Desmond Thomas again and this time comes out the back door with a side headlock. Cranking tightly on the side headlock, trying to wear down the massively strong Barbadian, “The Phenom” walks the hold back to his own corner where Nighthawk tags in and regretfully moves to take over the reins on the side headlock, trapping the left arm as he does so in an attempt to transfer the hold into a standing variant of the scarf hold. But as he goes for it Desmond simply stands up to his feet and walks over to a neutral corner with the “Wrestling Machine” hanging on him like a small child before placing him on the top turnbuckle thus forcing a break of the hold. Climbing down off of the turnbuckles Nighthawk stares at Desmond Thomas as if he too can’t believe what he is seeing, only to have all of that tension leave the body of the “Man of 1000 Holds” as the “Caribbean Strongman” tags in Neville Buchanan.
Chris Caudill: “We have only seen highlight tapes of the Island Boys. But what I've noticed early on is the power of Desmond Thomas. And for that matter, Neville Buchanan might be stronger than both members of Bad Company. In terms of teamwork, speed, agility, and quickness, the Island Boys and Bad Company are equals. It might very well be the advantage in strength of the Island Boys that leads them to victory in this match, which would be a rather sizeable upset.”
Ricky Cravate: “The other thing I've noticed is that when Jason Aries tagged in Nighthawk, there was a small hint of regret on his face like he wanted to be nowhere else but here. Maybe that’s a byproduct of him feeling like he doesn’t want to ruin the dreams of his students, but whatever it is, it would be in his best interests to get rid of it however he can. A tentative Nighthawk, a guy thinking more about disappointing his protégés than beating them, is not going to be any good for Bad Company.”
As Nighthawk stretches out in the center of the ring before shaking hands with Neville Buchanan, he seems to be more comfortable with his surroundings as both men lock up with each other before Neville slips under his left arm and comes out the back door with a waistlock attempt which Nighthawk swiftly sits out of and transfers right through into an omoplata attempt. But as the Chicago native looks to lock that in Neville tries to roll his way out of it but can’t, and is thus forced to grab the nearest set of ropes to force a break of the hold. Glaring at his teacher, as if he can’t understand why it is that Nighthawk went for the omoplata instead of simply escaping the hold, both men in the ring tag out to their respective partners as the sportsmanship that typified the early portion of this contest is seemingly starting to fade away. Stepping back in the middle of the ring Jason Aries again locks up with Desmond Thomas and comes out with an armwringer, as Bad Company has apparently made the decision that the best way to handle the challenge in front of them is to work on the arm of whichever member of the Island Boys happens to be in the ring with them. Walking the armwringer back over to his corner Jason Aries tags in Nighthawk who springboards in with a double stomp to the left arm before re-applying the armwringer and tagging in Jason Aries again who comes back in with a double sledge to the left arm before applying the armwringer again. But as the Minneapolis native looks to tag the “Wrestling Machine” back in, Jason Aries takes too long to reach for the tag as Desmond Thomas reaches out and tags in Neville Buchanan with his right hand as Nighthawk is able to tag in again.
Chris Caudill: “And there you see the one advantage Bad Company might have over the Island Boys. They have become very adept at quick tags, keeping an individual clock in their heads about how long each member of the team has been in the ring. Their double-teams are proof of this. They get as much out of the 5 seconds they are provided as any other team on the roster.”
Ricky Cravate: “But again, the strength advantage of the Island Boys comes into play. Sure, they caught Desmond Thomas with a nice series of attacks on the left arm. But when the tag couldn’t come right away, Desmond got out of there with his advantage in strength and tagged in Neville Buchanan. There is still a lot of work left to be done for Bad Company in this match.”
As Nighthawk tightens up the Velcro on his gloves, his eyes betraying the fact that he now understands the seriousness of the task in front of him, Neville Buchanan does the same thing before both men lock up and jockey for position against each other until they find themselves in a neutral corner which draws the referee over to break them up until he finally does, with a surprising amount of negotiation considering the participants involved. Stepping into the ring to try and cool their respective partners down Desmond Thomas and Jason Aries quickly get into a dispute with each other, as now all 4 men are barking back and forth at each other as the sportsmanship shown in the early portion of the match has now been replaced by a burning need to win and advance in the tournament. Finally stepping back into the center of the ring, Nighthawk and Neville Buchanan again lock up but this time the Chicago native comes out the back door with a gorgeous wrap-around armdrag before whipping Neville into the ropes. But as he does so Desmond tags in unawares to everyone but the referee and Jason Aries, who is frantically trying to signal the “Wrestling Machine” But as Neville runs the ropes he Desmond slingshots in with a shoulderblock that almost takes the “Wrestling Machine” out of his boots as Neville follows that up with a beautiful quebrada moonsault before covering him and getting a quick 2-count.
Climbing up to the top turnbuckle Neville goes for a high cross body only to see Nighthawk roll through and secure both legs to get the pinfall.
Chris Caudill: They did it! Bad Company pulls out a win and will advance to the next round of the World Cup!
Ricky Cravate: I can't say that I'm surprised. However, what a great effort the Island Boys gave against their sensai, Nighthawk. They have got to be proud of themselves for their true display of in ring skills!
WINNERS: BAD COMPANY
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The crowd is hyped up, ready for the next match. All of a sudden, you hear "Two Weeks" by All That Remains and you see Tiami Tyler on the screen, followed by "via Satellite" the crowd cheered, with a hint of confusion.
"I would love ot be there first hand for my partner Jessica Harmony as she whips up on Chris Diamond tonight. Unfortunately, weather in Ohio has forced my flight ot be cancelled, so I will not physically be there. Oh, but fear not, I am here wit ha message for #Stoneganti" and Ophelia."
Her smirk was apparent, she was ready for people to jump down her throat. Instead, cheers were being heard and that made Tiami very happy.
"Now, in case you have not followed twitter I am the special guest referee for Troy and Ophy's tag tournament match next week, as stated by Brian Hollywood, and I owe him big time for this. See Ophy, you have become quite the sell out as of late. Ever since your fake neck injury, just so you couldn't compete you have been kissing and loving and sucking the world champ for all he is worth. I however have the cure for that. I want the next spot in line for the world title, but more importantly I am willing to EARN my spot. So I have a proposition for you Ophy."
She smirked with an almost devilsih grin. No one knew what the red head had up her sleeve, but they soon would.
"Opehlia Morganti, I am making a challenge out for you for Hostile Takeover. Two out of three falls. If I win, then I am next in line as the number one contender for the world title your boy toy carries. However, if you win then I get no shot at the world title for the next six months. Its a win win for us both. I get to shut you and Troy up, I get a shot and I win the world title all by the start of April."
Her smile is mirrored by all of the cheers in the crowd. They were happy someone is finally standing up to Troy and his girl.
"This offer does have a shelf life. One week Ophy. You get one week and i really hope you take this offer. Otherwise, I will make you take this offer."
"Two weeks" hits the PA and Tiami smiles, blowing a kiss to the camera before the next match gets underway.
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TAG TEAM MATCH
KNOCK OUT KINGS vs JORDAN CALIBAN/TJ CODAIR
Caliban starts off with Pariah both men meet in the center of the ring and shake hands, they circle clapping getting the crowd going and Pariah goes for the lock up, caliban ducks behind and locks his arms around Pariah's waist, he runs John forwards into the ropes and breaks the hold on the whip lash rollling back and coming straight back up Pariah tries to meet him with a roaring elbow but jordan ducks again and jumps up on the middle of the ropes springing back with a back elbow which pariah side steps with ease and Caliban tumbles rolling on his back, Pariah comes at him with a scissors kick and caliban kips up through it and comes right back at the bigger oppoenent with a kick, Pariah grabs his leg and spins him Caliban comes back with a 360 enzugiri but Pariah is ready for it and counters with a roaring elbow to the knee knocking caliban in several directions at once and leaving him crashing on the mat
Chris: HOLY CRAP!
Ricky: SLOW DOWN! Im a little too buzzed for this insanity right now
Caliban scrambles to his corner and tags TJ, he lays there for a second and regains his senses then quickly give Pariah a thumbs up before exiting the ring
Jordan Caliban: We aint done yet boys, just warming up, a little bitta motion sickness can't stop me!
Ricky: Caliban's mouthy tonight
Chris: Pissed off may be more appropriste
At that exact moment Disturbed's the curse ring through the arena
Chris: He said he would be here tonight!
Ricky: And there he is! Caliban is definitley not happy now
Jordan climbs up on the top rope and just stares a hole through Graystone as his mysterious visitor takes a seat on the ramp and watches smiling
Stryker comes in and hooks it up with TJ, both men try quick kicks at the legs to unsteady their opponent until Stryker takes over with pure power shoving TJ back into corner , Codair however at the last second shifts his weight and slams Stryker into his teams turnbuckle back first and holding him there, Caliban takes the tag and leaps in the ring running across and up the ropes of the KO Kings specifically to piss Pariah off before bolting back and diving with Dropsault in the corner crushing Strykers ribs, and quickly tags back out to Codair who pulls Stryker out of the corner and cuts him down to his knees with kicks before running off the ropes and delivering a shining wizard then locking in a cravate, Stryker twists his way out of it and dead lifts TJ off the ground with german suplex!
Chris: Bridging pin!
1...
2...
Ricky: No TJ quickly kicks out and gets back to his feet!
He beats Adam up and delivers a basement dropkick to Stryker, he tags in Caliban who comes off the top rope with a double stomp and TJ goes up signalling for an elbow drop, at this point Pariah storms the ring pushing TJ off the top rope and down onto the apron, Pariah goes to collect him and Caliban runs attempting a dropsault but missing and hitting his partner instead knocking him off the apron to the floor leaving Jordan alone with the KO Kings
Ricky: Caliban wasn't exactly polite to these guys
Chris: I know Pariah has a soft spot for him but this looks bad
Caliban gets up from an awkward landing on the ill fated Dropsault and gets met with a running Yakuza kick from stryker sending him to the outside to join his partener
Ricky: Stereo dive coming up
The KO's run the ropes and come through with Suicide dives that knock TJ and Caliban back into the security railing, they land on their feet and get straight back in the ring
Pariah goes for one big dive onto both opponents but misses as Codair and Caliban roll into the ring and go after Stryker who tries to clothes line them both, both targets roll through and come back with stereo superkicks and then an enzugiri from Caliban and a running high knee from Codair to finish sending stryker back into the corner, Caliban calls for codair to whip him and Codair does, Caliban bounces off Stryker with a foot on his chest and up to the top rope
Chris: OUTGOING!
Ricky: Its a shooting star press to the outside of the ring, stupid name for that
Caliban takes out Pariah and then comes back in and tags Codair in to begin the double team dismantling of Adam Stryker, they start by whipping him into the corner and leaving him hung up there. Caliban lands another running dropsault but this time rolls back and raises his knees, Codair runs and Caliban bounces him off his legs into a diving forearm Caliban rolls back as Stryker stumbles out of the corner and then runs in switching behind Stryker and Exploder suplexing him back into the corner as he stumbles out of it.
Chris: OOOO and Codair with a running face wash!
Ricky: Caliban is in the far corner, whats he got?
Jordan Caliban runs up the ropes over Stryker and then back flips backwards into a dropkick to the man in the bottom turnbuckle
Ricky: That is certainly not something I have seen from caliban before
Codair pulls Stryker to the center of the ring Pairah storms in and breaks up the count
Chris: Caliban springboard!
Ricky: Pariah goes for that big kick
Caliban landed and caught his leg, he spins Pariah
Ricky: MIRAKURU!
Chris: Caliban ducks that roaring elbow again!
Ricky: He's got him for the craic a smile!
Caliban goes over But Pariah shifts his weight and holds him up for a verticle suplex
Ricky: Holy Shit!
Caliban kicks his legs and goes back down behind Pariah
Chris: Mirakuru HE HIT IT!
Ricky: RIGHT ON THE BACK OF THE SKULL!
Caliban drops like a sack of shit and rolls out of the ring leaving TJ alone with the KO kings, they corner him and TJ dives trying to fight back, after a big discuss forearm from Stryker, they set and nail him with an elbow to the front and back of the head similtaneously
Ricky: They call that one "KO with our elbows!"
Chris: PIN!
1...
2...
Chris: No TJ codair kicks out
Both KO kings step back and wait begging TJ to get up, Codair stumbles to his feet
Pariah: LETS KNOCK THIS FUCKER OUT!
Ricky: Here we go! CLOUDS OVER CALIFORNIA!
Pariah lines up his shot and makes his move
Chris: Here it co... No wait Caliban just pulled Pariah out right here in front of us!
Codair nails stryker with a superkick in the ring and both legal men hit the mat, Caliban rams Pariah into the announce table and then goes to the left side of the ring running and diving through the ropes delivering a tornado DDT
Crowd: OLE!
He rolls into the ring and tries to get Codair up, He grabs stryker and pulls him up into a power bomb position and hooks in his head
Chris: HERE IT IS!
Ricky: THE WORLDS SCARIEST PILE DRIVER! BOOM! Right on his head!
Caliban rolls Stryker back into waiting arms of TJ Codair, Caliban kips up and runs the ropes taking out pariah with a suicide dive as TJ nails Stryker with Shatterstar transitioning flawlessly into the anaconda vice
Chris: Stryker tapped! Its over!
TJ releases the hold and checks on his opponent as Pariah and Caliban pull each other up on the outside of the ring, they get in and ref raises the winners hands
The crowd: THAT WAS AWESOME!
Caliban and Codair raise their opponents hands and Caliban asks for a mike
Jordan Caliban: Brian I hope you saw that, I hope you were watching 4 people tonight who know what this buisness is really about, from all of us to you and yours, FUCK YOUR LIMO, FUCK YOUR HOUSE, FUCK YOUR FRIENDS AND YOUR WIFE. We don't care about your bank account or your real estate portfolio, I dunno about the rest of these guys but I speak for my self at least when I see we care about this right here, everything you just saw from us, that is what we care about and win or lose we will be back to do it again. KO King's you guys are fucking awesome thank you for an amazing match up, TJ I couldn't of asked for a better partner here tonight and if circumstances allowed it we would be doing this in the finals of the tournament for those belts. As for all of you out there in the crowd, WELCOME TO THE REAL PWX, RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW AND ALL OF YOU ARE VERY VERY WELCOME! And you yah slack jawed face flayed son of a bitch
Caliban walks over and hangs on the rope staring towards the entrance ramp as he looks to address Graystone
I am going to get my hands on you, all I need is one opportunity and I will put you out of this buisness in one swift move, you cost me a win, I am going to cost you your livelyhood
The match ends with a standing ovation from the crowd as the competitors shake hands in the ring
WINNERS: JORDAN CALIBAN/TJ CODAIR
KNOCK OUT KINGS vs JORDAN CALIBAN/TJ CODAIR
Caliban starts off with Pariah both men meet in the center of the ring and shake hands, they circle clapping getting the crowd going and Pariah goes for the lock up, caliban ducks behind and locks his arms around Pariah's waist, he runs John forwards into the ropes and breaks the hold on the whip lash rollling back and coming straight back up Pariah tries to meet him with a roaring elbow but jordan ducks again and jumps up on the middle of the ropes springing back with a back elbow which pariah side steps with ease and Caliban tumbles rolling on his back, Pariah comes at him with a scissors kick and caliban kips up through it and comes right back at the bigger oppoenent with a kick, Pariah grabs his leg and spins him Caliban comes back with a 360 enzugiri but Pariah is ready for it and counters with a roaring elbow to the knee knocking caliban in several directions at once and leaving him crashing on the mat
Chris: HOLY CRAP!
Ricky: SLOW DOWN! Im a little too buzzed for this insanity right now
Caliban scrambles to his corner and tags TJ, he lays there for a second and regains his senses then quickly give Pariah a thumbs up before exiting the ring
Jordan Caliban: We aint done yet boys, just warming up, a little bitta motion sickness can't stop me!
Ricky: Caliban's mouthy tonight
Chris: Pissed off may be more appropriste
At that exact moment Disturbed's the curse ring through the arena
Chris: He said he would be here tonight!
Ricky: And there he is! Caliban is definitley not happy now
Jordan climbs up on the top rope and just stares a hole through Graystone as his mysterious visitor takes a seat on the ramp and watches smiling
Stryker comes in and hooks it up with TJ, both men try quick kicks at the legs to unsteady their opponent until Stryker takes over with pure power shoving TJ back into corner , Codair however at the last second shifts his weight and slams Stryker into his teams turnbuckle back first and holding him there, Caliban takes the tag and leaps in the ring running across and up the ropes of the KO Kings specifically to piss Pariah off before bolting back and diving with Dropsault in the corner crushing Strykers ribs, and quickly tags back out to Codair who pulls Stryker out of the corner and cuts him down to his knees with kicks before running off the ropes and delivering a shining wizard then locking in a cravate, Stryker twists his way out of it and dead lifts TJ off the ground with german suplex!
Chris: Bridging pin!
1...
2...
Ricky: No TJ quickly kicks out and gets back to his feet!
He beats Adam up and delivers a basement dropkick to Stryker, he tags in Caliban who comes off the top rope with a double stomp and TJ goes up signalling for an elbow drop, at this point Pariah storms the ring pushing TJ off the top rope and down onto the apron, Pariah goes to collect him and Caliban runs attempting a dropsault but missing and hitting his partner instead knocking him off the apron to the floor leaving Jordan alone with the KO Kings
Ricky: Caliban wasn't exactly polite to these guys
Chris: I know Pariah has a soft spot for him but this looks bad
Caliban gets up from an awkward landing on the ill fated Dropsault and gets met with a running Yakuza kick from stryker sending him to the outside to join his partener
Ricky: Stereo dive coming up
The KO's run the ropes and come through with Suicide dives that knock TJ and Caliban back into the security railing, they land on their feet and get straight back in the ring
Pariah goes for one big dive onto both opponents but misses as Codair and Caliban roll into the ring and go after Stryker who tries to clothes line them both, both targets roll through and come back with stereo superkicks and then an enzugiri from Caliban and a running high knee from Codair to finish sending stryker back into the corner, Caliban calls for codair to whip him and Codair does, Caliban bounces off Stryker with a foot on his chest and up to the top rope
Chris: OUTGOING!
Ricky: Its a shooting star press to the outside of the ring, stupid name for that
Caliban takes out Pariah and then comes back in and tags Codair in to begin the double team dismantling of Adam Stryker, they start by whipping him into the corner and leaving him hung up there. Caliban lands another running dropsault but this time rolls back and raises his knees, Codair runs and Caliban bounces him off his legs into a diving forearm Caliban rolls back as Stryker stumbles out of the corner and then runs in switching behind Stryker and Exploder suplexing him back into the corner as he stumbles out of it.
Chris: OOOO and Codair with a running face wash!
Ricky: Caliban is in the far corner, whats he got?
Jordan Caliban runs up the ropes over Stryker and then back flips backwards into a dropkick to the man in the bottom turnbuckle
Ricky: That is certainly not something I have seen from caliban before
Codair pulls Stryker to the center of the ring Pairah storms in and breaks up the count
Chris: Caliban springboard!
Ricky: Pariah goes for that big kick
Caliban landed and caught his leg, he spins Pariah
Ricky: MIRAKURU!
Chris: Caliban ducks that roaring elbow again!
Ricky: He's got him for the craic a smile!
Caliban goes over But Pariah shifts his weight and holds him up for a verticle suplex
Ricky: Holy Shit!
Caliban kicks his legs and goes back down behind Pariah
Chris: Mirakuru HE HIT IT!
Ricky: RIGHT ON THE BACK OF THE SKULL!
Caliban drops like a sack of shit and rolls out of the ring leaving TJ alone with the KO kings, they corner him and TJ dives trying to fight back, after a big discuss forearm from Stryker, they set and nail him with an elbow to the front and back of the head similtaneously
Ricky: They call that one "KO with our elbows!"
Chris: PIN!
1...
2...
Chris: No TJ codair kicks out
Both KO kings step back and wait begging TJ to get up, Codair stumbles to his feet
Pariah: LETS KNOCK THIS FUCKER OUT!
Ricky: Here we go! CLOUDS OVER CALIFORNIA!
Pariah lines up his shot and makes his move
Chris: Here it co... No wait Caliban just pulled Pariah out right here in front of us!
Codair nails stryker with a superkick in the ring and both legal men hit the mat, Caliban rams Pariah into the announce table and then goes to the left side of the ring running and diving through the ropes delivering a tornado DDT
Crowd: OLE!
He rolls into the ring and tries to get Codair up, He grabs stryker and pulls him up into a power bomb position and hooks in his head
Chris: HERE IT IS!
Ricky: THE WORLDS SCARIEST PILE DRIVER! BOOM! Right on his head!
Caliban rolls Stryker back into waiting arms of TJ Codair, Caliban kips up and runs the ropes taking out pariah with a suicide dive as TJ nails Stryker with Shatterstar transitioning flawlessly into the anaconda vice
Chris: Stryker tapped! Its over!
TJ releases the hold and checks on his opponent as Pariah and Caliban pull each other up on the outside of the ring, they get in and ref raises the winners hands
The crowd: THAT WAS AWESOME!
Caliban and Codair raise their opponents hands and Caliban asks for a mike
Jordan Caliban: Brian I hope you saw that, I hope you were watching 4 people tonight who know what this buisness is really about, from all of us to you and yours, FUCK YOUR LIMO, FUCK YOUR HOUSE, FUCK YOUR FRIENDS AND YOUR WIFE. We don't care about your bank account or your real estate portfolio, I dunno about the rest of these guys but I speak for my self at least when I see we care about this right here, everything you just saw from us, that is what we care about and win or lose we will be back to do it again. KO King's you guys are fucking awesome thank you for an amazing match up, TJ I couldn't of asked for a better partner here tonight and if circumstances allowed it we would be doing this in the finals of the tournament for those belts. As for all of you out there in the crowd, WELCOME TO THE REAL PWX, RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW AND ALL OF YOU ARE VERY VERY WELCOME! And you yah slack jawed face flayed son of a bitch
Caliban walks over and hangs on the rope staring towards the entrance ramp as he looks to address Graystone
I am going to get my hands on you, all I need is one opportunity and I will put you out of this buisness in one swift move, you cost me a win, I am going to cost you your livelyhood
The match ends with a standing ovation from the crowd as the competitors shake hands in the ring
WINNERS: JORDAN CALIBAN/TJ CODAIR
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“The Curse” by Disturbed blares through the arena, and the fans give a mixed reaction. “Graystone” appears in white letters on a black background. A short video of highlights play from High Octane Wrestling featuring some of Graystone’s most classic moments, including a compilation of his finishing move – The Curse – a split-legged corkscrew moonsault. Finally, the music cuts off, the screen goes black, then the fans begin a low roar of boos.
Graystone suddenly appears on the video screen, his disheveled hair covering his mangled face. Graystone cracks a slight smile.
Graystone: Jordan Caliban…
Graystone breathes in deeply.
Graystone: Ever since I met you in High Octane Wrestling, I’ve been obsessed by your cheekbones… I’ve been enthralled with your smile... I’ve been pleasured… by your soft, sweet eyes.
Graystone slowly brushes his hair away from his face, revealing the hastily sewn skin around his mouth.
Graystone: I know you might not realize this by everything that happened to you over the past several weeks… but I like you. I really, really like you. I want you, Jordan…. And I want you bad.
Graystone shifts his weight and takes another deep breath, then closes his eyes.
Graystone: I see something in you… something deep in your loins that is just yearning to break free. And though you lack the maturity to handle it properly… it is your driving force… and if I take that force in my hands, my mature hands, and hold it up to these cracks in my face… I know all the right moves to inspire you to release that greatness upon the wrestling world.
Graystone opens his eyes.
Graystone: I can taste the salty pleasure of you becoming one of the greatest…
Graystone holds his arms out toward the camera.
Graystone: I want you to come here, in my arms, and fulfill your destiny. I want to give you the opportunity to experience the elation… I want you to face me in a match… and not just any type of match. I want you in the ring with me in the match that should have happened long ago….
Graystone leans in toward the camera.
Graystone: Punch… Kick… Cloverleaf.
Graystone takes a step back and closes his eyes again, and runs his pale white hand over his chest, seductively.
Graystone: That’s right… the only legal moves are punches… kicks… and the Texas Cloverleaf. The only way to win is by pinfall or submission.
Graystone opens his eyes again and stares straight at the camera.
Graystone: Indulge me…
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SINGLES MATCH
JOHN OJEDA vs JASON RICHARDS
The match kicks off with Wrath and Richards meeting in the center of the ring. The two men tie up and Richards quickly gets the go behind. Richards tries to lift Wrath but Wrath blocks it and rolls forward and through and hooking Richards with a knee bar. Wrath jumps forward and catches Richards arm, leaning out on an armbar. Richards works his way back to his feet and twists out, hitting Wrath with an arm drag. Wrath rolls out of it, and catches Richards inbound with a kick to the gut. Wrath scoops Richards for a powerbomb but Richards rolls out of it and into a sunset flip. Wrath rolls right out of it, and pops back to his feet and levels Richards with a quick shining wizard that leaves Richards flat in the ring.
Chris: This match is underway Ricky and here comes the science. Richards behind Wrath, Wrath rolls out of it. He’s got an armbar!
Ricky: Wrath is breaking out the wrestling tonight. This is rare Chris. I’m surprised he didn’t just punch Richards in the face!
Chris: As am I Ricky! Richards escapes! He’s going to get a quick pinning attempt on the sunset flip!
Ricky: NO! He is flat in the center of the ring.
Wrath picks Richards up and whips him into the corner. Wrath points at Richards and charges at him for an avalanche. Richards rolls out between the ropes and Wrath hits the turnbuckle and stumbles backwards. Richards springboards over and hits Wrath with a flying forearm. Richards hits the ropes and comes in and hits Wrath with a quick elbow drop. Richards rolls into it and hooks in a rear chinlock; digging his knee into the back of Wrath’s neck. Richards unloads a couple of forearms to Wrath’s chest and sinks down on the chinlock. Wrath starts to work his way back to his feet, digging into Richards with forearms. Wrath tries to break free, but Richards uses the momentum and uses it to his advantage to hit Wrath with a quick t-bone suplex.
Chris: Ricky, Richards just escaped! He’s got an opportunity!
Ricky: Richards hooks in the chinlock! Man that kid is getting vicious.
Chris: He knows he has to be Ricky, he’s in there with a rabid beast.
Ricky: Big t-bone! That’s got him reeling!
Richards closes in on Wrath and goes to pick him up, but Wrath dumps him out between the ropes. Richards gets up at the same time as Wrath, and catches Wrath’s punch as he comes in. Richards gets Wrath up for a suplex, but Wrath reverses and lands on the ring apron. Wrath ducks under Richards clothesline. Wrath nails Richards with a right that wobbles him. Richards swings and Wrath ducks and catches him by the throat. There is a momentary pause and Wrath lifts Richards in the air and chokeslams him off the ring apron, to the cold hard concrete below. Richards splats on the outside of the ring and lays flat on the stone floor. Wrath falls back into the ring and the ref starts his count out procedure.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
Ricky: This is getting intense Chris! They spilled onto the ring apron!
Chris: Wrath escaped a near disaster there. If he had dumped him to the floor, it would be over!
Ricky: Richards made the mistake there! GOOD GOD! HE DESTROYED HIM! THAT MAN HAS A FAMILY!
Chris: What a sinister chokeslam to the concrete floor. The fans are going apeshit here at Adrenaline!
Richards starts to stir and rolls into the ring at the eight count. Wrath picks up Richards as he comes in and shoves him into the corner. Wrath lays into Richards with a big back elbow and then a big punch. Wrath lays in back and forth with the big back elbows and punches. Wrath whips Richards into the corner and follows him in closely. Richards springs off the turnbuckle and over Wrath. Richards catches Wrath by the hips and rolls him backwards, rolling over for a bridging spider pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Wrath kicks out!
Ricky: How Richards got up, is beyond me! That kid has heart Chris! A lot of heart!
Chris: Richards got up from a chokeslam to the concrete. That kid has big brass ones! That should have ended his career!
Ricky: He’s got the pin! This could be it! A big upset!
Chris: NO! TWO! IT WAS TWO!
Wrath and Richards get up and Richards meets Wrath in the center of the ring. Richards fires off a right hand and nails Wrath in the face. Wrath laughs, shakes his head, and motions for Richards to do it again. Richards hits Wrath with a punch and then Wrath immediately unloads with The Stiffest Right in the Business and sends Richards sprawling across the ring and hanging on the bottom rope. Richards clings to the ropes and tries to get back to his feet, but is struggling Wrath comes in and scoops him off the ropes, whipping Richards towards the ropes. Richards ducks the clothesline attempt and hooks Wrath in a headlock, looking to hit the Emerald City Boom. Richards swings for it, but Wrath scoops him off his feet and gets him into the reverse burning hammer position. Wrath flips Richards out and drives his knee into Richards face, nailing him with the Viking Sledge. Wrath dives on him and rolls him up for the cover.
ONE
TWO!
THREE!!
WINNER: JOHN OJEDA
JOHN OJEDA vs JASON RICHARDS
The match kicks off with Wrath and Richards meeting in the center of the ring. The two men tie up and Richards quickly gets the go behind. Richards tries to lift Wrath but Wrath blocks it and rolls forward and through and hooking Richards with a knee bar. Wrath jumps forward and catches Richards arm, leaning out on an armbar. Richards works his way back to his feet and twists out, hitting Wrath with an arm drag. Wrath rolls out of it, and catches Richards inbound with a kick to the gut. Wrath scoops Richards for a powerbomb but Richards rolls out of it and into a sunset flip. Wrath rolls right out of it, and pops back to his feet and levels Richards with a quick shining wizard that leaves Richards flat in the ring.
Chris: This match is underway Ricky and here comes the science. Richards behind Wrath, Wrath rolls out of it. He’s got an armbar!
Ricky: Wrath is breaking out the wrestling tonight. This is rare Chris. I’m surprised he didn’t just punch Richards in the face!
Chris: As am I Ricky! Richards escapes! He’s going to get a quick pinning attempt on the sunset flip!
Ricky: NO! He is flat in the center of the ring.
Wrath picks Richards up and whips him into the corner. Wrath points at Richards and charges at him for an avalanche. Richards rolls out between the ropes and Wrath hits the turnbuckle and stumbles backwards. Richards springboards over and hits Wrath with a flying forearm. Richards hits the ropes and comes in and hits Wrath with a quick elbow drop. Richards rolls into it and hooks in a rear chinlock; digging his knee into the back of Wrath’s neck. Richards unloads a couple of forearms to Wrath’s chest and sinks down on the chinlock. Wrath starts to work his way back to his feet, digging into Richards with forearms. Wrath tries to break free, but Richards uses the momentum and uses it to his advantage to hit Wrath with a quick t-bone suplex.
Chris: Ricky, Richards just escaped! He’s got an opportunity!
Ricky: Richards hooks in the chinlock! Man that kid is getting vicious.
Chris: He knows he has to be Ricky, he’s in there with a rabid beast.
Ricky: Big t-bone! That’s got him reeling!
Richards closes in on Wrath and goes to pick him up, but Wrath dumps him out between the ropes. Richards gets up at the same time as Wrath, and catches Wrath’s punch as he comes in. Richards gets Wrath up for a suplex, but Wrath reverses and lands on the ring apron. Wrath ducks under Richards clothesline. Wrath nails Richards with a right that wobbles him. Richards swings and Wrath ducks and catches him by the throat. There is a momentary pause and Wrath lifts Richards in the air and chokeslams him off the ring apron, to the cold hard concrete below. Richards splats on the outside of the ring and lays flat on the stone floor. Wrath falls back into the ring and the ref starts his count out procedure.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
Ricky: This is getting intense Chris! They spilled onto the ring apron!
Chris: Wrath escaped a near disaster there. If he had dumped him to the floor, it would be over!
Ricky: Richards made the mistake there! GOOD GOD! HE DESTROYED HIM! THAT MAN HAS A FAMILY!
Chris: What a sinister chokeslam to the concrete floor. The fans are going apeshit here at Adrenaline!
Richards starts to stir and rolls into the ring at the eight count. Wrath picks up Richards as he comes in and shoves him into the corner. Wrath lays into Richards with a big back elbow and then a big punch. Wrath lays in back and forth with the big back elbows and punches. Wrath whips Richards into the corner and follows him in closely. Richards springs off the turnbuckle and over Wrath. Richards catches Wrath by the hips and rolls him backwards, rolling over for a bridging spider pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Wrath kicks out!
Ricky: How Richards got up, is beyond me! That kid has heart Chris! A lot of heart!
Chris: Richards got up from a chokeslam to the concrete. That kid has big brass ones! That should have ended his career!
Ricky: He’s got the pin! This could be it! A big upset!
Chris: NO! TWO! IT WAS TWO!
Wrath and Richards get up and Richards meets Wrath in the center of the ring. Richards fires off a right hand and nails Wrath in the face. Wrath laughs, shakes his head, and motions for Richards to do it again. Richards hits Wrath with a punch and then Wrath immediately unloads with The Stiffest Right in the Business and sends Richards sprawling across the ring and hanging on the bottom rope. Richards clings to the ropes and tries to get back to his feet, but is struggling Wrath comes in and scoops him off the ropes, whipping Richards towards the ropes. Richards ducks the clothesline attempt and hooks Wrath in a headlock, looking to hit the Emerald City Boom. Richards swings for it, but Wrath scoops him off his feet and gets him into the reverse burning hammer position. Wrath flips Richards out and drives his knee into Richards face, nailing him with the Viking Sledge. Wrath dives on him and rolls him up for the cover.
ONE
TWO!
THREE!!
WINNER: JOHN OJEDA
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[We open up in the ring where we see both Jerry Clark and Shawn Lester standing in the ring, both with microphones at podiums on opposing sides of the ring. Jerry Clark glares across the room at Shawn Lester who opens up the forum for tonight's contract signing. Shawn forcefully speaks, getting drowned out in a chorus of boos.]
Shawn Lester: Tonight, marks a fantastic night here in PWX. We will see a contract signing to mark the ages as my main man Darin Zion signs the contact to graciously face Adam Stryker in a Seventh Circle: Cage of Death match at Hostile Takeover IV. In fact, Darin Zion, the man who gives many opportunities, will allow Mr....
[Jerry Clark immediately inserts himself into this situation rather forcefully back.]
Jerry Clark: Mr. Stryker, PWX's savior in this fight for the ages, to overcome PWX's most corrupt regime in ages.
Shawn Lester: I hope you get fired!
Jerry Clark: Go fuck yourself too!
Shawn Lester: I hope that Schmied...
["Hail to the King" immediately blares on the PA system and Darin Zion storms down to the ring, strutting rather arrogantly. Darin Zion immediately rolls into the ring and yells both and Shawn Lester and Jerry Clark. We see Jerry Clark drooping his face down as he exits. As he exits, Shawn Lester immediately grabs his gavel and hits Jerry on the head and rushes to the back. The camera immediately focuses upon Darin Zion, who immediately takes his seat at the redwood desk. He rests his legs up on the desk, getting buried in a chorus of boos that almost drown out his microphone.]
Darin Zion: Since this is becoming a circus, honestly, I reigned down my sound judgment and made those two idiot interviewers leave MY ring. If they aren't going to focus on the story of the hour according to our PWX poll for the week, I obviously don't want either man out here giving their bloated introductions. I can do it just fine myself.
Crowd: BULL SHIT! BULL SHIT! BULL SHIT!
Ricky: These fans don't believe Zion; he's a saint I tell you, a saint!
Chris: Would you believe Zion after the last few weeks? He's obviously mad with power?
[Darin Zion immediately scoots towards the front of his chair and smiles warmly at his crowd, who doesn't accept him. Darin clearly relaxed as can be, speaks to draw their attention softly. He calms them down, controlling the crowd like pawns. Darin chuckles methodically as he speaks about the upcoming match at Hostile Takeover IV.]
Darin Zion: I have no ill-will against Mr. Stryker, in fact, it's the contrary, I've given him the world over the past two years of his PWX career. I gave Adam my Ambulance Match streak here in PWX, I've given Adam a run to perfect himself with the Hybrid Championship, and what does Adam do to thank me for all that I've given him for his loyalty in PWX? He wants to take a step back down BENEATH his talent levels. Just look at him. He's fighting with PWX's own waste of space: John Pariah, wasting his singles talents on a pathetic tag team championship run. I did that with Hollywood to build our tag team division up because honestly, we needed that to solidify our statuses when we wrestled. But Adam's above that. In fact, Adam's a World Champion.
Crowd: FUCK YOU ZION! *CLAPS* FUCK YOU ZION! *CLAPS*
Darin Zion: Why don't you all just shut the hell up? I could eject you like ANOTHER company would for trying to hijack MY time, but I give you all the freedom of speech. And look how everyone repays me in PWX? They treat the man whose CREATING THEIR FUTURES like shit! You're all as pathetic as Adam Stryker. In fact, Adam's just another Danny Szatkowski or a Noah Hanson. He's here to collect his glory and get the fuck out of this company. Hell, I've gone out of my way to GROOM Adam, something no other talent in PWX did for me during MY time in this ring. And how does Adam repay me? Let's take a look
[We watch as Adam Stryker has Jerry lower the cage of death down up Darin Zion last week. We see Darin get his ass beaten up, much to the delight of the crowd. We watch others try to save him, but Pariah rushes to save Adam. We cut back to Darin Zion, who's fuming in the ring. Darin is now standing up and looking with great anger upon the crowd as they start chanting.]
Crowd: STRYKE HIM DOWN! STRYKE HIM DOWN! STRYKE HIM DOWN!
Darin Zion: Adam repays me by "STRYKING ME DOWN!"
CROWD: FUCK YOU ZION! FUCK YOU ZION!
Darin Zion: See, this is what I'm talking about with this disrespect shit! You all need to shut up, I'm not done. I'm trying to introduce your stupid unsung hero so we can get this shit on the road. See what happens when you hijack and show you fucking morons. God damn stupid crowd, I try to get business down and you fucking act like it's CM Punk out here, which by the way, had he done that to PWX, I'd sue him like a mother fucking bitch until he either ponied up his fortune or got his ass back to work satisfying you fans.
Crowd: CM PUNK! CM PUNK! CM PUNK! CM PUNK!
Darin Zion: Yeah, fuck you, he's never welcome here because he's a fucking flake like Tyler Boyd!
Crowd: FUCK YOU ZION! *CLAPS*
Darin Zion: Much better! Now that I've got your fucking attention, go fucking nuts over the man who's less worthless than CM Punk, but about as worthless as John Pariah: ADAM STRYKER!!!!
[All lights in the arena slowly fade as a sound of guitar echoes through the arena. Only one light shines down on the entrance ramp as Adam Stryker slowly walks out from the back and stands there, looking downs He starts walking towards the ring as the song comes to its first verse.]
"I spoke to god today, and she said that she's ashamed.
What have I become, what have I done?
I spoke to the devil today, and he swears he's not to blame.
And I understood, 'cause I feel the same."
[As he is near the ring, he gets inside between the middle and the top rope and climbs the turnbuckle immediately, while the one light still shines at him. As the chorus of "Wrong Side of Heaven" hits, Adam performs his cut-throat taunt and then just poses on the turnbuckle with his arms spread.]
"Arms wide open, I stand alone.
I'm no hero, and I'm not made of stone.
Right or wrong, I can hardly tell.
I'm on the wrong side of heaven, and the righteous side of hell.
I'm on the wrong side of heaven, and the righteous side, righteous side of hell."
[Stryker hops off the buckles and glares immediately at Zion. Stryker immediately grabs the microphone and the crowd immediately erupts to their feet. Stryker takes it in for a minute by raising his hands and immediately commanding the crowd like no other superstar has before. The crowd sticks their fists in the air and immediately scream at the top of their lungs in the loudest unison PWX's ever seen.]
Crowd: STRYKE HIM DOWN! STRYKE HIM DOWN! STYRKE HIM DOWN! STRYKE HIM DOWN!
[ZIon looks rather annoyed as Adam immediately swings a first at Zion and backs him down towards his chair. Adam immediately gets in Darin's face and grabs ZIon by the tie. He pulls Zion, who's eyes start to buldge from his head as Adam starts talking towards him.]
Adam Stryker: I've waited for a long time to say this, but call me Marty Fucking Jeanetty again! I fucking dare you! This crowd knows exactly where I'm going to put this damn fist if you EVER say Marty Jeannetty towards me again.
Crowd: STRYKE! HIM! DOWN! STRYKE! HIM! DOWN!
[Zion yanks his tie and Adam backs off as the crowd immediately boos. Adam smiles barely as Adam makes his way towards the contract. Adam hesitates to sign the contract for a moment. He knows he has the audience's attention. He glares across the table at Zion, who for the first time in his PWX career, remains completely speechless.]
Adam Stryker: So I really dare your ass to say that to my face right now! But I know you Zion, you're the biggest pussy in the history of this company, so I'll spare you this time. Now that I have your attention Zion, you know I'm not a man of many words, but it's about damn time I spoke up about this fucking company.
Crowd: You go Stryker! You go Stryker!
Adam Stryker: My stay in PWX has been a little short of two years, but honestly, it's been hell since I've walked through these doors. Do you honestly know what I had to do to get ANYONE'S attention in this company? I dug, fought, crawl, and BLED to get to this position. Sound familiar, ZIon? Oh wait, it's your story. I could go bitching about how this company held me down for the longest time in the mid card scene, but honestly, I don't care if I have to tag team for the rest of my career, or fight for the Hybrid Championship, this place in my home. I'm just like you Zion. And what blows my mind is how the hell you make me jump through hopes when you even recognized the talent I have. A month ago, you were ready to just hand me the PWX Championship. But then I started thinking for myself. I stopped drinking the Establishment's Kool-Aid. And it hit me! Besides not being your lackey anymore, which we all know is the main reason you chase me, I realize, that deep down in your boots, you know I can beat your ass. That I'd make a better world champion than you. That when I take the reins away from you, I'll usher in REVOLUTION. And you don't want that! Because you NEVER could get the job done in this company when it ACTUALLY had talent, you just...
[Darin Zion immediately looks at Adam Stryker and immediately unleashed hell.]
Darin Zion: I what? I envied all these stars in PWX! FUCK THAT! I knew I had more talent, more dignity, and more respect in my fucking pinky than ANY ONE OF THEM EVER HAD. They all poisoned this company and killed it TWICE. Who else has fought to keep this damn company alive for FOUR FUCKING SEASONS, Adam? It's always been me! Rather I'm in the spotlight or in the damn mid card. That's what I've done since night FUCKING one in this damn company. And for you to even say that, I should fire your ass for that blatant display of disgrace!!!!
[Adam Stryker immediately kicks back and relaxes. He smirks at Darin Zion and points towards his head. The crowd immediately goes nuts again.]
Adam Stryker: See that's the beauty of it Darin, you're just in denial! I watched all the old tapes of how Michael Norcia and you went toe to toe, and you looked like his BITCH. Not to mention you looked like a bitch again Skylar Kelly, John Pariah, Tyler Boyd, and even Corey Gein. In fact, I think you got a little tired of being the PWX bitch and honestly, let your ego get the best of you Zion. These fans know it too! They see through all the bullshit politics Zion. They just want to watch a fight. And Darin, I cannot wait until Hostile Takeover IV because I'll make you look like a bigger bitch than the rest of those PWX legends made you look Darin.
[Immediately, Adam Stryker signs the contract and laughs without a second thought. Darin Zion immediately regains his composure and claps at Adam Stryker. The crowd immediately boos at Darin Zion who immediately gets up into Adam Stryker's face. He speaks down to him like a third grader. Darin gets right up into Stryker's face. Stryker immediately throws a punch and Zion grabs his fist. The crowd's boos grow. Darin immediately laughs at Stryker.]
Darin Zion: You pathetic fool! I took you for a fighter, but I didn't take you for an idiot. Adam, my boy. You just made the biggest mistake of your life, because hell will come raining down on you. In fact, Adam, you just signed a contract stating not ONLY will you face me at Hostile Takeover IV, but, you cannot lay your hands on me before and after that match. In fact Adam, if you ever touch me again. You can kiss your job good bye and meet CM Punk in the unemployment line.
[Darin immediately slaps Adam across the face and Adam immediately wants to strike Darin across the face. Darin laughs as the crowd immediately starts chanting back at Stryker.]
Crowd; STRYKE! HIM! DOWN! STRYKE! HIM! DOWN!
Darin Zion: You're lucky I didn't fire you for your outburst. But Adam, in due time, you'll realize that I'm truly the benevolent one in PWX. I'm trying to save you from your destructive ways...MARTY JEANETTY ! Because after all, I find that you're truly what's best for business....HAHAHAHA! But don't worry Adam, I'll put your talents to use next week. I'll make sure to let your built up rage off against an opponent of my choosing. But don't worry, Adam, I won't make you face Schmied, after all, I want to prove to the world that you don't EVER deserve the PWX World Heavyweight Championship, you fucking jobber.
[Darin immediately walks off, much at the disgust of Adam Stryker, who immediately throws the desk down and goes nuts. We immediately see Shawn Lester running back. We cut to one moment where Jerry Clark is being scolded by Darin. Adam Stryker immediately see Shawn Lester walking into the arena and as soon as he slides into the ring, Adam immediately starts launching numerous shots at Lester in a rage. Stryker immediately locks Shawn into a Switchblade Special, and holds Shawn into it until he starts turning blue. Immediately referees charge after him.]
Ricky: I don't think Adam's in his right mind. He cannot strike down Zion? That's brilliant on his part.
Chris: Yes, he's definitely gotten into Adam's head as Adam's choking out Darin Zion's assistant and Jerry Clark's opponent at Hostile Takeover IV. I don't think I've ever seen Stryker this possessed to kill someone. I've seen what he's done to Zion off the ladder, but I haven't seen the savage side of Stryker.
[Stryker immediately releases Shawn out of the hold. Referees hold him back, but Stryker immediately charges for Shawn and then kicks him with a Headhunter Kick. Stryker immediately walks away and screams at the top of his lungs as the scene fades to black.]
Adam Stryker: THAT'S FOR YOU ZION! THAT'S FOR YOU, YOU BITCH!
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MAIN EVENT
PWX WORLD CUP RD 1 MATCH
SHOOTERS GALLERY vs GORGEOUS DISASTER
[Suddenly, the sound of bullets firing off sound off over the P.A. system and then immediately, "Testify" hits the PA system and the crowd begins to rain in the boos. David Wilson is the first one to walk out to the ramp; with a flag of the United Kingdom in his hands and soon Bruce Bowen follows him. David stands in the middle as Willow stands to his right and Bruce to his left. Willow smirks as David scowls at the crowd before he makes a gun gestures towards the ring. Bruce and Willow do the same.]
The movie ran through me
The glamour subdue me
The tabloid untie me
I'm empty please fill me
Mister anchor assure me
That Baghdad is burning
Your voice it is so soothing
[The three walk down to the ring and David immediately starts bad mouthing the camera man and the fans in the front row that's booing him. Bruce walks stoically as Willow screams at a few fans. David makes a gun gesture towards the camera and walks closer to it.]
David: Cheers to the REAL man's country; the good ol' UK. This is the Shooters Gallery and we do what we want! Piss off!
[David kicks the camera down and Willow then laughs. Willow soon slides into the ring as David walks over to the left and Bruce walks over to the right. Both jump on the apron at the same time and David provokes the crowd by flipping them off and cursing at them. David then enters the ring as does Bruce. ]
On the corner
The jury's sleepless
We found your weakness
And it's right outside our door
NOW TESTIFY!
[David and Bruce walk towards each other and share a high five before David turns around in the middle of the ring and Bruce on each side. Bruce throws his arms David then lights up his jacket and then makes a gun gesture with one hand while holding the UK flag in the other. They hold this pose for a few moments before David puts the flag in the corner and turns off his jacket. Their music dies.]
Chris: We start off our main event with David and Bruce, both men representing the House of Stone....David Wilson and Bruce Bowen. Both men haven't wrestled much here in PWX, but honestly, they're talented wrestlers. David Wilson used to hold our Hybrid Championship, and Bruce has really screwed out other talents to help Troy Stone gain his PWX championship and retain it for so long. Both men have a lot of talent.
Ricky: But honestly, I hate to say it, but we have two women. Screw my loyalties, I want BOOBS! Leather Boobs!
[These words flicker across the screen before the introduction to “Sin With A Grin” hits the PA, the lights flicker a silver colour before fireworks shoot out of the sides of the stage. As cool and composed as ever, Nikki walks out through the curtains to an eruption of boos and jeers. She smirks to herself before strolling down to the ring, her head gently bobbing to the sound of her theme music. She slaps the occasional hand as her main aim is to get to the ring. She paces around the ring whilst the chorus is playing before standing on the apron and leaning back on the ropes, standing there with a grin on her face before ducking under the top rope and lingering there for a moment, giving the fans something to remember before stepping into the ring and strolling to a turnbuckle, gesturing to herself and arrogantly blowing kisses to the fans as they continue to show their disdain for her.]
“TAKE IT OFF! (Take it off!)”
[As if on cue, Nikki takes off her deep purple waistcoat in time to the lyrics and slips it off her shoulders, revealing the tight fitting cropped top; before looking down at the camera and throwing the garment over it with a smirk before jumping down from the turnbuckle and heading to the next turnbuckle before once again playing to the crowd and the heat they are giving out for all she stands for.]
“COS I GET WHAT I WANT AND I LIKE WHAT I SEE!”
[After posing on top of the last turnbuckle she comes to, Nikki leans against the ropes, her gaze fixed on the ramp, awaiting her opponent.]
Ricky: I'm surprised we've got the Englishmen acting like gentlemen. That's a surprise.
Chris: Yes, House of Stone is definitely unified for a clean fight tonight. No group is trying any tricks. Just a clean fight tonight between both groups of people. In fact...there's the handshake to honor our Code of Honor. Wait...no fucking way...
["Shooting Star" hits the PA system and the crowd begins to boo. Soon, Troy Stone walks up to the ramp, sporting his black and silver "No One Will Have It Better Than Me" t-shirt as Troy's JOAT assistant Megan Pierce, and Troy's fiancee Ophelia Morganti later walk out alongside him. Troy shines up his World Title and smirks before Ophelia tilts his head and then plants a passionate kiss on his lips. As they part, Troy points to himself and mouths out "Who Has it Better Than Me" before beginning his walk down to the ring. Troy motions for them to go back up to the backstage area. Troy immediately walks down towards the commentary booth where he sits besides both Ricky and Chris.]
Ricky: My main man Troy Stone, PWX Champion of Divinity. Praise be to you my friend after your record breaking reign here in PWX. It's great to be within your presence.
Troy: And same with you my friend Ricky. I couldn't miss the ring side seats that these losers at ring side obviously don't get. This right is only reserved for a man who's beated every PWX wrestler AND will beat John Ojeda on February 17th for MY PWX Championship of Divinity.
Chris: You obviously...
Troy: Uh, no! It's OBVI, shorten down punk, kind of like some...other parts on your body.
Ricky: That's showing him!
Chris: DELIEVERANCE! Anyways, you OBVI got this hell's favorite demon, so why are you out here tonight instead of focusing on your match with Ojeda?
Troy: Obvi, you should be doing your job instead of talking to me you pompous jackass. I do my job, you do yours, we'll get along better. After all, both bosses like my wrestling. If you've got a problem, you can join Shawn Lester in unemployment land.
Ricky: That's right, now shut up and let's call this match.
[Abigail Lindsey and David Wilson start in the middle of the ring after shaking hands and the bell immediately rings. David Wilson and Abigail Lindsey lock up. David immediately whips Abigail into the ropes and locks her into a headlock. He tries to take her down, but Abigail punches him immediately in the gut. Lindsey throws David WIlson into the ropes and comes flying off the ropes, he tries to shoulder block her, but she immediately does the splits and smiles at the crowd for a cheap pop. The crowd whistles as David Wilson gets offend and tries to cover the girl up. David then hits a stiff kick across Abigail's face. He immediately mounts her and hits a few punches before he picks her up and whips her over to Bruce. Bruce and David tag in and double team her, hitting a monkey flip on Abigail. Bruce then gets the upper hand. He immediately picks Abigail up and hits a military press. He smiles and then whips her into the turnbuckle again. He hits a bunch of fists to her gut, before running towards the other side and hitting a big boot on Abigail.]
Troy; While I respect both teams, that's obvi painful!
Ricky: But nothing to what you did to Bobby Baggins last week!
Troy: I'm not proud of ending a man's career in our developmental, it's whatevs, but man, I stole the show and I showed Ojeda that no one just comes into my house and steals MY spotlight. I deserve it.
Chris: Yes, because obviously, and fuck you Stone, you earned that title by going over Jessica Harmony's head to send out Bruce.
Troy: I earned more titles than you did women. So why don't you shut up like I said and focus on your job. You're missing Bruce go to town. In fact! OUCH!
[Bruce immediately drops Abigail on her head with a powerbomb. The referee pushes Bruce back to check on Abigail. She's struggling for a moment. But she gives him the thumbs up to continue. Bruce whips Abigail across the ropes, but she jumps over Bruce. She hits the ropes and a springboard kick out of desperation. She tries to crawl over to Walton, but Bruce drags her back into the middle of the ring. Abigail then gets picked up, but she immediately plants a DDT upon Bruce. Abigail crawls across the ring to tag in Nikki Walton. Walton comes charging in and hits Bruce with a clothesline. The crowd gets fired up as Nikki immediately hits a jumping Tornado DDT upon Bruce. She covers Bruce...1...2..KICKOUT! Nikki flings Bruce across the ring, but David hits the blind tag. As Nikki hits a shining wizard, she's immediately met after she recovers with a Double Knee facebuster from Wilson. Wilson immediately mounts her and pounds her a few times before getting up and taunting the crowd with a massive amount of boos. David immediately picks her up and plants her with a Dragon Suplex stiffly towards the mat. He covers her for a 1...TW...KICK OUT! The crowd immediately claps for her to get back to her feet.]
Chris: The crowd's getting into the one big time. And with this being a respectable match between both teams, something you don't see too often in PWX, it's obvi these people love it.
Troy: See, now you're getting it Chris! You don't have to be uneducated like Ojeda, but then again I just proved that last week by ending Bobby Baggins. So obvi he didn't have what it takes to STEAL THE SHOW.
Ricky: OR your fiance.
Troy: You lost home boy status with me for a bit there.
Ricky; Yes, but I'm a douche bag.
[David tries to lock Nikki into an armbar, but Nikki follows with the crowd's energy and immediately hits a eye gouge to David. David shakes his head knowing that's what he'd have done, but he immediately tries to but Nikki down. Nikki ducks and immediately makes the tag to Abigail. Abigail turns and whips out a Springboard Bulldog on David by surprise. She covers David, but immediately Bruce makes the save. He pulls Abigail down and immediately clotheslines her. David then double teams with Bruce and hits a double suplex on Abigail. David then pins Abigail...1..2..but Abigail kicks out. The crowd once again claps of Abigail, but David and Bruce try to keep her down. Finally, Bruce gets out after the referee yells at him. David then tries to throw Abigail over the top rope, but Abigail immediately reverses it and throws David over by surprise! Immediately Bruce comes running over to save David, but Nikki nails him in the face with a stiff kick. Both Abigail and Nikki get into the ring and eye one another. They immediately charge for the outside and both do a double suicide dive off the side. Bruce immediately moves out of the way.]
Troy: WOW! That's my girls right there. The Shooters Gallery needs to pull their shit together, but then again, with Nikki hitting that barricade the way she did, I'd say Bruce has a plan. He always has got my back from people like that loser Ojeda.
Chris: You need to honestly shut your mouth, you do realize he can...
Troy: WHAT? Out hold me with the PWX Championship? Please, it's a debatable thing. Remember, Ojeda got stripped due to promotion closing.
Chris: But he never...
Troy: Oh quit debating like all these fucking smarks! Watch this match!
Ricky: Yes, and I think that...OOOOOH! Yup, Bruce just neutralized Walton again with a clothesline from hell. He's now focused on Abgail Lindsay as the referee has lost control of the match on the outside of the ring.
[David Wilson lies on the ground. He and Nikki are both recovering from injuries. Abigail Lindsay jumps on the apron to hit Bruce, but Bruce spears her in half. Bruce then tosses Abigail back into the ring and Bruce continues on with the match, much toward the hatred of the crowd. Bruce picks up Abigail and hits a power slam. Bruce then continues to hammer Abigail for a while, continuing to dominate for a while. He picks her up and drives her down towards the mat...1...2..NO! Abigail out of sheer force kicks out of the pin, getting the crowd on her side. Bruce then immediately motions to hit the Pump Handle Slam, but Abigail regains consciousness. As she slides down, she hits an enzugiri back on Bruce's head and they both lay there for a moment.]
Ricky: Abigail's getting a second wind.
Chris: And she's wanting to bring down the giant fast!
Troy: This can't be good news for David WIlson, who's starting to recover.
[Abigail immediately hits a dragon whip to bring Bruce down. She immediately rushes off the ropes and dives, but hits the mat. David immediately makes it up towards his corner. Bruce gets up, hits Abigail, but she grabs his hand, and hits a bulldog and take him down. She then rushes to try to hit a springboard moonsault, but David knees her in the gut, much towards the fans hatred. She reels in pain for a moment as Bruce has time for a clean tag..or does he? As Nikki Walton comes to, she pulls David down stiffly and starts to brawl with on the outside, distracting Bruce, who's shocked she's back up. Immediately as she turns around, she hits the Black Dahlia on Bruce. She immediately lifts his leg....1...2...THREEEEE!!!!]
Troy: Now that was a match, time to go give the spotlight to these girls! They deserve to move on! I've got to be a good friend and...
[Immediately after the match ends, Ojeda leaps the barricade and clobbers Troy Stone with a lead pipe. David and Bruce get up after their loss and turn to see Troy getting clobbered several times with the lead pipe. Both of them head towards Stone and send Abigail and Nikki to the back to celebrate up at the ramp. As they try to help Stone, Ojeda swings hard, immediately knocking both men out. Troy gets to and wobbles for a bit, trying to grab a chair, but Ojeda immediately knocks it out of his hands. Ojeda grabs Troy and hits a Russian Leg Sweep, driving the lead pipe towards Troy's throat. Ojeda immediately grabs a microphone and looks at the passed out Troy.]
Ojeda: Funny? You think your fucking message by ending Bobby Baggins' career was cute? I think it made you look like a fuckin' tool. Seriously?! Ending a worthless jobber's career who had nothing ahead of him. I ended both Brian Hollywood and Darin Zion's seasons a couple of years ago before you even lost your PWX virginity. I've fought Seventh Circle matches with Danny "Butthole" Szatkowski. I've murdered Michael Norcia for the King of Death match, and what? You think ending Bobby Baggins' career is stealing the show now. Now I'll show you how to end a fucking show!
[Immediately, Ojeda grabs a tazer and takes it straight to Troy Stone a few times. Troy lays more limp that he did before. Ojeda immediately spreads Troy Stone's legs. The crowd immediately erupts more as Ojeda smiles.]
Crowd: FUCK HIM UP! FUCK HIM UP! FUCK HIM UP!
Crowd B: OJeda's gunna kill you! *claps* Ojeda's gunna kill you!
[As Ojeda immediately goes to shock Troy's balls, Brian Hollywood immediately rushes out from the backstage area in his suit towards a chorus of boos. Brian looks pissed off at Ojeda, who's got his boot now on Troy's throat, suffocating him making sure he goes nowhere.]
Ojeda: Well, look who it is, if it isn't Brian "The Anal Raping Executive" Hollywood.
Brian Hollywood: Ojeda, I swear if you even...
Ojeda: Well, already sounds like a challenge, and if I get fuckin' challenge, you know that I don't give a flying fuck what orders you give me, I'm here to fuck with you for fucking with the company I love. Call it, revolution Brian. Something you'd not have a fucking clue about!
[Immediately Ojeda shoves the tazer straight into Troy Stone's testicles, causing Troy to immediately flinch horribly. Brian immediately continues to yell stop it, but Ojeda doesn't give a shit. Ojeda continues to shock Troy Stone for a good while before immediately letting up. He looks at Brian rather seriously.]
Brian Hollywood: Ojeda, you don't get to reign your wrath down here. I don't give a shit if your name is wrath or God. This is MY show, and I make the fucking rules. This isn't your fucking CZW bullshit you constantly watch on television. This is real, and honestly, this time, instead of punishing you with sanctions and bullshit you normally like to do, I'm actually giving you a gift as your present. I know, fucked up executive logic. You can blame Zion for this idea as apparently when you give him crazy posting days on our website, it gets into our culture. So Ojeda, congratulations, I'm letting the chains off your match with Troy Stone. It's going to be a clean fight because it's going to be a Last Man Standing match.
[Immediately the crowd goes nuts as Ojeda stands there in complete and utter shock.]
Ojeda: I'm so fucking scared! Congratulations Hollywood, you just got your boy murdered.
[Brian laughs rather sadistically as he eyes Ojeda.]
Brian Hollywood: Oh don't worry Ojeda, let's just say I may have an ace in my sleeve...after all, those same rules can be used to also FUCK YOU UP TOO! After all, you're not the only violent one here in PWX...
[Ojeda looks at Brian Hollywood confused as Brian laughs for a moment before Hollywood immediately walks off. Ojeda continues to stare confused as he looks down at Troy Stone for a moment. Ojeda gives Troy one more good shock for good measure before he grabs the PWX Championship and holds it up in the air to the delight of the fans.]
Ricky: What the fuck is going on here? Why the hell would Hollywood give Ojeda what he wanted?
Chris: Honestly, I don't know, but his last statement has me curious to know what the fuck he has up his sleeve at Hostile Takeover IV.
Ricky: I don't know, but we have an amazing card shaping up in two weeks. Until then everyone, we hope you enjoyed the show...
Chris; And have your pets spayed or neutered...
Ricky: You're fucking sick! Good fight! Good night!
WINNERS: GORGEOUS DISASTER
PWX WORLD CUP RD 1 MATCH
SHOOTERS GALLERY vs GORGEOUS DISASTER
[Suddenly, the sound of bullets firing off sound off over the P.A. system and then immediately, "Testify" hits the PA system and the crowd begins to rain in the boos. David Wilson is the first one to walk out to the ramp; with a flag of the United Kingdom in his hands and soon Bruce Bowen follows him. David stands in the middle as Willow stands to his right and Bruce to his left. Willow smirks as David scowls at the crowd before he makes a gun gestures towards the ring. Bruce and Willow do the same.]
The movie ran through me
The glamour subdue me
The tabloid untie me
I'm empty please fill me
Mister anchor assure me
That Baghdad is burning
Your voice it is so soothing
[The three walk down to the ring and David immediately starts bad mouthing the camera man and the fans in the front row that's booing him. Bruce walks stoically as Willow screams at a few fans. David makes a gun gesture towards the camera and walks closer to it.]
David: Cheers to the REAL man's country; the good ol' UK. This is the Shooters Gallery and we do what we want! Piss off!
[David kicks the camera down and Willow then laughs. Willow soon slides into the ring as David walks over to the left and Bruce walks over to the right. Both jump on the apron at the same time and David provokes the crowd by flipping them off and cursing at them. David then enters the ring as does Bruce. ]
On the corner
The jury's sleepless
We found your weakness
And it's right outside our door
NOW TESTIFY!
[David and Bruce walk towards each other and share a high five before David turns around in the middle of the ring and Bruce on each side. Bruce throws his arms David then lights up his jacket and then makes a gun gesture with one hand while holding the UK flag in the other. They hold this pose for a few moments before David puts the flag in the corner and turns off his jacket. Their music dies.]
Chris: We start off our main event with David and Bruce, both men representing the House of Stone....David Wilson and Bruce Bowen. Both men haven't wrestled much here in PWX, but honestly, they're talented wrestlers. David Wilson used to hold our Hybrid Championship, and Bruce has really screwed out other talents to help Troy Stone gain his PWX championship and retain it for so long. Both men have a lot of talent.
Ricky: But honestly, I hate to say it, but we have two women. Screw my loyalties, I want BOOBS! Leather Boobs!
[These words flicker across the screen before the introduction to “Sin With A Grin” hits the PA, the lights flicker a silver colour before fireworks shoot out of the sides of the stage. As cool and composed as ever, Nikki walks out through the curtains to an eruption of boos and jeers. She smirks to herself before strolling down to the ring, her head gently bobbing to the sound of her theme music. She slaps the occasional hand as her main aim is to get to the ring. She paces around the ring whilst the chorus is playing before standing on the apron and leaning back on the ropes, standing there with a grin on her face before ducking under the top rope and lingering there for a moment, giving the fans something to remember before stepping into the ring and strolling to a turnbuckle, gesturing to herself and arrogantly blowing kisses to the fans as they continue to show their disdain for her.]
“TAKE IT OFF! (Take it off!)”
[As if on cue, Nikki takes off her deep purple waistcoat in time to the lyrics and slips it off her shoulders, revealing the tight fitting cropped top; before looking down at the camera and throwing the garment over it with a smirk before jumping down from the turnbuckle and heading to the next turnbuckle before once again playing to the crowd and the heat they are giving out for all she stands for.]
“COS I GET WHAT I WANT AND I LIKE WHAT I SEE!”
[After posing on top of the last turnbuckle she comes to, Nikki leans against the ropes, her gaze fixed on the ramp, awaiting her opponent.]
Ricky: I'm surprised we've got the Englishmen acting like gentlemen. That's a surprise.
Chris: Yes, House of Stone is definitely unified for a clean fight tonight. No group is trying any tricks. Just a clean fight tonight between both groups of people. In fact...there's the handshake to honor our Code of Honor. Wait...no fucking way...
["Shooting Star" hits the PA system and the crowd begins to boo. Soon, Troy Stone walks up to the ramp, sporting his black and silver "No One Will Have It Better Than Me" t-shirt as Troy's JOAT assistant Megan Pierce, and Troy's fiancee Ophelia Morganti later walk out alongside him. Troy shines up his World Title and smirks before Ophelia tilts his head and then plants a passionate kiss on his lips. As they part, Troy points to himself and mouths out "Who Has it Better Than Me" before beginning his walk down to the ring. Troy motions for them to go back up to the backstage area. Troy immediately walks down towards the commentary booth where he sits besides both Ricky and Chris.]
Ricky: My main man Troy Stone, PWX Champion of Divinity. Praise be to you my friend after your record breaking reign here in PWX. It's great to be within your presence.
Troy: And same with you my friend Ricky. I couldn't miss the ring side seats that these losers at ring side obviously don't get. This right is only reserved for a man who's beated every PWX wrestler AND will beat John Ojeda on February 17th for MY PWX Championship of Divinity.
Chris: You obviously...
Troy: Uh, no! It's OBVI, shorten down punk, kind of like some...other parts on your body.
Ricky: That's showing him!
Chris: DELIEVERANCE! Anyways, you OBVI got this hell's favorite demon, so why are you out here tonight instead of focusing on your match with Ojeda?
Troy: Obvi, you should be doing your job instead of talking to me you pompous jackass. I do my job, you do yours, we'll get along better. After all, both bosses like my wrestling. If you've got a problem, you can join Shawn Lester in unemployment land.
Ricky: That's right, now shut up and let's call this match.
[Abigail Lindsey and David Wilson start in the middle of the ring after shaking hands and the bell immediately rings. David Wilson and Abigail Lindsey lock up. David immediately whips Abigail into the ropes and locks her into a headlock. He tries to take her down, but Abigail punches him immediately in the gut. Lindsey throws David WIlson into the ropes and comes flying off the ropes, he tries to shoulder block her, but she immediately does the splits and smiles at the crowd for a cheap pop. The crowd whistles as David Wilson gets offend and tries to cover the girl up. David then hits a stiff kick across Abigail's face. He immediately mounts her and hits a few punches before he picks her up and whips her over to Bruce. Bruce and David tag in and double team her, hitting a monkey flip on Abigail. Bruce then gets the upper hand. He immediately picks Abigail up and hits a military press. He smiles and then whips her into the turnbuckle again. He hits a bunch of fists to her gut, before running towards the other side and hitting a big boot on Abigail.]
Troy; While I respect both teams, that's obvi painful!
Ricky: But nothing to what you did to Bobby Baggins last week!
Troy: I'm not proud of ending a man's career in our developmental, it's whatevs, but man, I stole the show and I showed Ojeda that no one just comes into my house and steals MY spotlight. I deserve it.
Chris: Yes, because obviously, and fuck you Stone, you earned that title by going over Jessica Harmony's head to send out Bruce.
Troy: I earned more titles than you did women. So why don't you shut up like I said and focus on your job. You're missing Bruce go to town. In fact! OUCH!
[Bruce immediately drops Abigail on her head with a powerbomb. The referee pushes Bruce back to check on Abigail. She's struggling for a moment. But she gives him the thumbs up to continue. Bruce whips Abigail across the ropes, but she jumps over Bruce. She hits the ropes and a springboard kick out of desperation. She tries to crawl over to Walton, but Bruce drags her back into the middle of the ring. Abigail then gets picked up, but she immediately plants a DDT upon Bruce. Abigail crawls across the ring to tag in Nikki Walton. Walton comes charging in and hits Bruce with a clothesline. The crowd gets fired up as Nikki immediately hits a jumping Tornado DDT upon Bruce. She covers Bruce...1...2..KICKOUT! Nikki flings Bruce across the ring, but David hits the blind tag. As Nikki hits a shining wizard, she's immediately met after she recovers with a Double Knee facebuster from Wilson. Wilson immediately mounts her and pounds her a few times before getting up and taunting the crowd with a massive amount of boos. David immediately picks her up and plants her with a Dragon Suplex stiffly towards the mat. He covers her for a 1...TW...KICK OUT! The crowd immediately claps for her to get back to her feet.]
Chris: The crowd's getting into the one big time. And with this being a respectable match between both teams, something you don't see too often in PWX, it's obvi these people love it.
Troy: See, now you're getting it Chris! You don't have to be uneducated like Ojeda, but then again I just proved that last week by ending Bobby Baggins. So obvi he didn't have what it takes to STEAL THE SHOW.
Ricky: OR your fiance.
Troy: You lost home boy status with me for a bit there.
Ricky; Yes, but I'm a douche bag.
[David tries to lock Nikki into an armbar, but Nikki follows with the crowd's energy and immediately hits a eye gouge to David. David shakes his head knowing that's what he'd have done, but he immediately tries to but Nikki down. Nikki ducks and immediately makes the tag to Abigail. Abigail turns and whips out a Springboard Bulldog on David by surprise. She covers David, but immediately Bruce makes the save. He pulls Abigail down and immediately clotheslines her. David then double teams with Bruce and hits a double suplex on Abigail. David then pins Abigail...1..2..but Abigail kicks out. The crowd once again claps of Abigail, but David and Bruce try to keep her down. Finally, Bruce gets out after the referee yells at him. David then tries to throw Abigail over the top rope, but Abigail immediately reverses it and throws David over by surprise! Immediately Bruce comes running over to save David, but Nikki nails him in the face with a stiff kick. Both Abigail and Nikki get into the ring and eye one another. They immediately charge for the outside and both do a double suicide dive off the side. Bruce immediately moves out of the way.]
Troy: WOW! That's my girls right there. The Shooters Gallery needs to pull their shit together, but then again, with Nikki hitting that barricade the way she did, I'd say Bruce has a plan. He always has got my back from people like that loser Ojeda.
Chris: You need to honestly shut your mouth, you do realize he can...
Troy: WHAT? Out hold me with the PWX Championship? Please, it's a debatable thing. Remember, Ojeda got stripped due to promotion closing.
Chris: But he never...
Troy: Oh quit debating like all these fucking smarks! Watch this match!
Ricky: Yes, and I think that...OOOOOH! Yup, Bruce just neutralized Walton again with a clothesline from hell. He's now focused on Abgail Lindsay as the referee has lost control of the match on the outside of the ring.
[David Wilson lies on the ground. He and Nikki are both recovering from injuries. Abigail Lindsay jumps on the apron to hit Bruce, but Bruce spears her in half. Bruce then tosses Abigail back into the ring and Bruce continues on with the match, much toward the hatred of the crowd. Bruce picks up Abigail and hits a power slam. Bruce then continues to hammer Abigail for a while, continuing to dominate for a while. He picks her up and drives her down towards the mat...1...2..NO! Abigail out of sheer force kicks out of the pin, getting the crowd on her side. Bruce then immediately motions to hit the Pump Handle Slam, but Abigail regains consciousness. As she slides down, she hits an enzugiri back on Bruce's head and they both lay there for a moment.]
Ricky: Abigail's getting a second wind.
Chris: And she's wanting to bring down the giant fast!
Troy: This can't be good news for David WIlson, who's starting to recover.
[Abigail immediately hits a dragon whip to bring Bruce down. She immediately rushes off the ropes and dives, but hits the mat. David immediately makes it up towards his corner. Bruce gets up, hits Abigail, but she grabs his hand, and hits a bulldog and take him down. She then rushes to try to hit a springboard moonsault, but David knees her in the gut, much towards the fans hatred. She reels in pain for a moment as Bruce has time for a clean tag..or does he? As Nikki Walton comes to, she pulls David down stiffly and starts to brawl with on the outside, distracting Bruce, who's shocked she's back up. Immediately as she turns around, she hits the Black Dahlia on Bruce. She immediately lifts his leg....1...2...THREEEEE!!!!]
Troy: Now that was a match, time to go give the spotlight to these girls! They deserve to move on! I've got to be a good friend and...
[Immediately after the match ends, Ojeda leaps the barricade and clobbers Troy Stone with a lead pipe. David and Bruce get up after their loss and turn to see Troy getting clobbered several times with the lead pipe. Both of them head towards Stone and send Abigail and Nikki to the back to celebrate up at the ramp. As they try to help Stone, Ojeda swings hard, immediately knocking both men out. Troy gets to and wobbles for a bit, trying to grab a chair, but Ojeda immediately knocks it out of his hands. Ojeda grabs Troy and hits a Russian Leg Sweep, driving the lead pipe towards Troy's throat. Ojeda immediately grabs a microphone and looks at the passed out Troy.]
Ojeda: Funny? You think your fucking message by ending Bobby Baggins' career was cute? I think it made you look like a fuckin' tool. Seriously?! Ending a worthless jobber's career who had nothing ahead of him. I ended both Brian Hollywood and Darin Zion's seasons a couple of years ago before you even lost your PWX virginity. I've fought Seventh Circle matches with Danny "Butthole" Szatkowski. I've murdered Michael Norcia for the King of Death match, and what? You think ending Bobby Baggins' career is stealing the show now. Now I'll show you how to end a fucking show!
[Immediately, Ojeda grabs a tazer and takes it straight to Troy Stone a few times. Troy lays more limp that he did before. Ojeda immediately spreads Troy Stone's legs. The crowd immediately erupts more as Ojeda smiles.]
Crowd: FUCK HIM UP! FUCK HIM UP! FUCK HIM UP!
Crowd B: OJeda's gunna kill you! *claps* Ojeda's gunna kill you!
[As Ojeda immediately goes to shock Troy's balls, Brian Hollywood immediately rushes out from the backstage area in his suit towards a chorus of boos. Brian looks pissed off at Ojeda, who's got his boot now on Troy's throat, suffocating him making sure he goes nowhere.]
Ojeda: Well, look who it is, if it isn't Brian "The Anal Raping Executive" Hollywood.
Brian Hollywood: Ojeda, I swear if you even...
Ojeda: Well, already sounds like a challenge, and if I get fuckin' challenge, you know that I don't give a flying fuck what orders you give me, I'm here to fuck with you for fucking with the company I love. Call it, revolution Brian. Something you'd not have a fucking clue about!
[Immediately Ojeda shoves the tazer straight into Troy Stone's testicles, causing Troy to immediately flinch horribly. Brian immediately continues to yell stop it, but Ojeda doesn't give a shit. Ojeda continues to shock Troy Stone for a good while before immediately letting up. He looks at Brian rather seriously.]
Brian Hollywood: Ojeda, you don't get to reign your wrath down here. I don't give a shit if your name is wrath or God. This is MY show, and I make the fucking rules. This isn't your fucking CZW bullshit you constantly watch on television. This is real, and honestly, this time, instead of punishing you with sanctions and bullshit you normally like to do, I'm actually giving you a gift as your present. I know, fucked up executive logic. You can blame Zion for this idea as apparently when you give him crazy posting days on our website, it gets into our culture. So Ojeda, congratulations, I'm letting the chains off your match with Troy Stone. It's going to be a clean fight because it's going to be a Last Man Standing match.
[Immediately the crowd goes nuts as Ojeda stands there in complete and utter shock.]
Ojeda: I'm so fucking scared! Congratulations Hollywood, you just got your boy murdered.
[Brian laughs rather sadistically as he eyes Ojeda.]
Brian Hollywood: Oh don't worry Ojeda, let's just say I may have an ace in my sleeve...after all, those same rules can be used to also FUCK YOU UP TOO! After all, you're not the only violent one here in PWX...
[Ojeda looks at Brian Hollywood confused as Brian laughs for a moment before Hollywood immediately walks off. Ojeda continues to stare confused as he looks down at Troy Stone for a moment. Ojeda gives Troy one more good shock for good measure before he grabs the PWX Championship and holds it up in the air to the delight of the fans.]
Ricky: What the fuck is going on here? Why the hell would Hollywood give Ojeda what he wanted?
Chris: Honestly, I don't know, but his last statement has me curious to know what the fuck he has up his sleeve at Hostile Takeover IV.
Ricky: I don't know, but we have an amazing card shaping up in two weeks. Until then everyone, we hope you enjoyed the show...
Chris; And have your pets spayed or neutered...
Ricky: You're fucking sick! Good fight! Good night!
WINNERS: GORGEOUS DISASTER
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