Hostile Takeover IV

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PWX PRESENTS: HOSTILE TAKEOVER IV

AIR CANDADA CENTRE

ONTARIO, CANADA

WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 19th, 2014

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Protesters surround the arena waving signs of their anger towards TJ Codair and his recent comments and actions displayed in his promo. The camera moves towards a man.

“Codair, your a disgrace to all real men.”

The camera goes to another person a woman this time.

“You depict women in the wrong light.”

The camera goes to another woman, holding a bible.

“GOD WILL PUNISH YOU.”

TJ Codair comes out of the arena and takes a look around as he just looks out to them all, as they are all booing him, as the fans who are entering the arena are heard taunting the protesters. The camera catches a couple of woman standing behind him watching it all go down, the woman closest to TJ is Selene, along with her friends from the bar that he had met a few nights prior. Seen in TJ's hand is a
bullhorn as a huge grin is seen crossing his face. He presses the button, as a loud bleep is heard and quiets the crowd of protesters standing before him. TJ holds up his hand. As the protesters boo, the fans cheer. TJ just looks out to them, he pulls out a microphone.

TJ: “This thing on, ok, it is folks, I have been asked by upper management to come out and address what I have said, in order to help control the chaos going on out here right now. You see, my prior comments and actions were not directed at women, nor were they meant to be demeaning. They were directed at Brian Hollywood and Darin Zion, if anything They were demeaning to homosexuals, and from what I heard, that entire promo has been quite big on you tube. Guess the homo's loved my acting ha.”

TJ looks at a sign that states TJ Codair is a sexist pig, TJ points to the sign.

TJ: “Hell I wasn't even making that statement, why would I. I ain't sexist, um by the way lady, gimme a quick glimpse will ya.”

TJ makes a motion to have her flash him with his hand, as the boo's reign on

TJ: “Ya know, you up tight bastards need to actually sit down and watch what I said and did, if anyone should be offended,you were last on the list that should have been. I mean you ladies are not objects. The toys you use in the bedroom cause your poor husbands can't stand being around you of the constant nagging, well now those are objects.”

The fans going into the arena are cheering TJ on, as the protesters continue to show there displeasure in what TJ has to say.

TJ: “Folks, I want you all to know right now, that all complaints you have about the things I have said, and done, can all be written down, and sent to Brian Hollywood, just drop it right at the front ticket ticket booth, and the great workers of this fine establishment will be sure to get them to him. Thank you all folks, and you all have a good night with fighting the power.”

The scene ends as TJ and the 4 ladies walk away.

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DARK MATCH
AJ FAIRCHILD vs JAROME OWENS

[Jarome Owens immediately strikes AJ Fairchild in the gut. Jarome Owens sends Fairchild into the turnbuckle. Fairchild then falls flat on his face. Jarome picks him up and hits the X-Factor on him. Jarome Owens then picks up AJ and hits the Epic Slap onto him. Jarome Owens then climbs to the turnbuckle. He immediately exposes his dick to the world and hits the Viagra, X-Rated version of the Black Snake Splash off the turnbuckle. He then lands dick first into AJ Fairchild's mouth. AJ rolls around and starts choking for a moment. Jarome then rolls him up with a small package to get the win.]

ONE...

TWO...

THREE!!!!!



WINNER: JAROME OWENS

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[We cut to outside the arena where the two members of the Vox Populi are braving the chilly night air as they stand by the arena’s back door]

Black: You know, last week I got caught up in talking about the presumption that this tournament would finish with Bad Company facing off against the Knock Out Kings that I genuinely missed the fact that Mascara Muerto upset the apple cart and eliminated the K-O-K from the tournament in the first round. So if I took some of the gloss from their moment, I would like to apologise. Hopefully a similar thought has crossed the mind of Darin Zion.

As for tonight, I’m on the outside looking in as once again I get left off the card in favour of everyone else. However, my compatriot is on the card, and he’s facing someone I know very well…and I wish I didn’t know the passive aggressive egotist so well, but then again if I didn’t know him so well I wouldn’t be able to say that I know six different ways to beat him, and have proven that time and time again.

[Daniel Everett blows on his hands, before slapping them together]

Everett: Nighthawk, I heard a whole hell of a lot about you from this man ever since the match was signed, how you wrestle, how you operate, and how you like to manipulate people to feel sorry for you because you seem to get off on it. I thought it was an exaggeration, but then I saw comments online about this match, and they were all the same: they thought you’d walk the match, and they all bitched and moaned that you “deserved” to be on the main show.

[Everett looks genuinely pissed off]

Everett: But not a single one mentioned me, relegating me to some afterthought because…why? Give me one reason why I’m the afterthought in this match? In fact, I’ll ask something else: why is it you “deserve” to be on the main show, but my compatriot doesn’t? You can’t give me a single goddamn reason for saying such utter crap, can you? And that’s the sort of thing that makes me sick.

[Black places a reassuring hand on Everett’s shoulder]

Black: What my compatriot is rapidly finding out is that PWX operates in this two-tier system, with some people presuming superiority over everyone else, and somehow the fanbase accept it without once questioning how illogical this is. That’s why we’re here: a voice of reason amidst all that is unreasonable, and tonight we’re dropping a huge payload of reason onto Nighthawk’s overly-inflated opinion of himself whilst also reminding everyone that whilst they have their preconceived favourites…

[Black flicks a finger between himself and Everett]

Black: …we’re still here, and we won’t be dismissed or denied.

Everett: And as for you, Nighthawk, if you honestly believe that you’re going to dictate our match on your terms, not only are you sorely mistaken but I’m going to make sure you feel sore in the morning not just because you took one hell of a beating, but because you’ll be hurting from your loss that wipes the preconceptions from your fanboys’ fingertips.

Black: Those are the words, and later tonight come the actions. And believe me, they will come.

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As Nighthawk tapes up his gloves and gets ready to face Daniel Everett, grabbing his leather jacket from off of a hook behind him, he suddenly looks up and notices the cameraman waiting for him. Clad in a dark-blue Bad Company t-shirt with the faces of Nighthawk and Jason Aries on Wanted posters on the front and "Made in the Midwest" on the back, his wrestling trunks, and his wrestling boots, the "Wrestling Machine" slowly stands up.

Nighthawk: "Everywhere I go, people ask me what's next. People want to know what I want to do now. The simple answer to that question can be found on the front of this t-shirt. Making Bad Company the next World Tag Team Champions, making us a team people think of when they think of tag team wrestling, is what I want right now. But while Hostile Takeover isn't about the World Cup, at least for Bad Company, it can be about something else. i will be rooting my tag team partner Jason Aries on tonight, and be the first one to congratulate him when he wins the Ultimate X match. and while he's winning that, I am going to teach a member of Vox Populi a valuable lesson about what happens when you try and play on a man's level. Tonight, Daniel Everett, you go down. Doesn't matter how. But you will fall.

Goodnight Mr. Everett. May sleep give you the courage to go on."

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PRE-SHOW MATCH
SHOWCASE MATCH
NIGHTHAWK vs DANIEL EVERETT

After a hard-fought and brutal match that many could argue was Daniel Everett's breakout performance in PWX, he was able to fell Nighthawk after hitting an Oklahoma Stampede after Elijah Black tripped Nighthawk on the top turnbuckle as he was setting up for a corkscrew moonsault.




WINNER: DANIEL EVERETT

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The camera is on backstage, showing Wrath pacing the floors in his wrestling gear. As the camera pans back, it shows Stryker in his wrestling gear walking down the hall way towards Wrath. Neither man is really paying attention to the other at the moment. As Stryker comes into distance of Wrath, Wrath turns his attention towards Stryker. Stryker goes to walk by Wrath, but Wrath stops him with a hand in his chest.

John “Wrath” Ojeda: Slow down there, bub.

Adam Stryker: Excuse me?

Stryker smacks Wrath’s hand off his chest.

Adam Stryker: Get out of my way.

John “Wrath” Ojeda: Easy there, this ain’t about beef, it’s about education. This doesn’t have to go sideways before we get into our opponents.

Adam Stryker: I don’t need a pep talk right now.

John “Wrath” Ojeda: No, you need the truth kid.

Adam Styker: I know what the truth about tonight is.

John “Wrath” Ojeda: And what’s that?

Adam Stryker: That I’m going to destroy Darin Zion. Utterly annihilate him from the word go.

Wrath starts to laugh, really loudly and fakely.

Adam Stryker: What’s so funny, asshole?

John “Wrath” Ojeda: It’s cute that you think it’s that easy. It’s cute you think Zion is that stupid.

Adam Stryker: Then what’s on your mind John. Have at it, buddy or get the fuck out of my face.

John “Wrath” Ojeda: You’re going to suffer tonight. That’s the education you need. The sooner you accept the fact that your night is going to be horribly painful the sooner you’ll find your path to your oppositions destruction inside the Cage of Death. Learn to love when he’s hurting you… and there’s nothing he’ll do to you inside that Cage that will ever stop you.

Adam Stryker: Shouldn’t he be the one that needs that advice?

John “Wrath” Ojeda: Yeah, but that’s where you and I are the same… I don’t give a flying fuck about the establishment.

Adam Stryker: You’re right about that, but I’m still not seeing your point.

John “Wrath” Ojeda: Zion may be an idiot when he opens his mouth or does business… but when he gets in the ring… he’s a fucking psychopath. Darin knows how to get bloody. Darin knows how to hurt people. He’s going to cause you pain and if you underestimate him… you’re going to end your night on your back. If you expect that he’s going to do everything to you and you’re going to love that and never cave to it… he’ll never have enough in him to stop you.

Adam Stryker: Why are you telling me this shit? You’re not exactly Mr. Friendly. You’re just as bad as they are.

John “Wrath” Ojeda: If that’s what you want to believe. But either way… the enemy of my enemy is my ally. We want the same things.

Adam Stryker: I can’t argue with that last point. We both do want the establishment brought to it’s knees.

John “Wrath” Ojeda: Yeah, so…

Wrath extends his hand towards Stryker for a handshake. Stryker looks at him reluctantly, but accepts the handshake.

John “Wrath” Ojeda: I ain’t getting involved in your business, but if they come out to start stomping you… the cavalry is coming.

Adam Stryker: Fair enough, you keep your word, I have your back too.

John “Wrath” Ojeda: Alright then. Go get ‘em killer. Beers and stitches are on me.

The two men pass by each other in the hallway and then the camera fades back to the announce team and the upcoming match.

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PWX HYBRID CHAMPIONSHIP
STREET FIGHT
JOHN PARIAH(c) vs ANTON CHASE vs NIKKI WALTON

[Arena lights go out as the furious sounds of Modern Echo's "Flatlined" echo throughout the PA System]



Reach inside yourself, take all you’ve got. Failure’s no more.

Displays are on full force, it’s your last shot. Bring on the war.

Keep pushing through your agony. It’s your energy.



[The crowd roars as John Pariah steps out onto the stage-throwing his arm in the air, and than spinning around-nearly striking the camera with an elbow]

You can make it, one more hit I will not back away.
I’ll fight head on and crush your inner weakness.
With everything that I am, destroy you, break you, down.



[The crowd roars as he heads down the ramp, and slides into the ring-posing on the ropes as the music fades to black.]

Chris: I am completely stoked for this match! What a great way to kick off the PPV!

Ricky: Why the fuck didn't they just make THIS match the dark match? Nobody gives a flying fuck about any of these people!

Chris: Hey now, Pariah is the Hybrid Champion! That and it will be interesting to see how Anton Chase fairs against him this time around. However, if that weren't enough, we've got Nikki Walton in the mix too!

As Faint By Linkin Park blasts over the pa system, white smoke fills the entrance way as a person is seen behind the white smoke, as the person steps forward in front of the white smoke Anton Chase makes his way down the ramp way, with a cocky smile on his face and his arms out at the side, he climbs in the ring and climbs the second ropes and puts one hand up in the air.

Chris: And this is Anton Chase ladies and gentlemen.

Ricky: A guy who I have no idea is even in this match! He got his fucking shot!

IT’S NOT BRAGGING IF YOU BACK IT UP, BITCH!

[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 as she stares at John and Anton.]

Chris: Nikki Walton of Gorgeous Disaster is getting her first shot at some gold here tonight!

Ricky: Now THIS is what I'm talking about!

Chris: It's just because she has tits.

Ricky: So? Is there a problem with that?!

All three competitors come center ring as the referee holds the Hybrid Championship high up in the air as he turns and hands it off to a stagehand. The referee calls for the bell and this championship match is finally underway! It doesn't take long, however, for an alliance to form. Pariah and Chase immediately begin to turn towards Nikki as she seems expectingly ready.

Chris: Uh oh! It looks like Johnny and Mr. Anton are going to take out the the missing link first.

Ricky: What the fuck?! These guys need to be looking at themselves then! Pariah is a fucking joke!

Pariah and Chase charge at Walton, but she ducks. She then runs towards the ropes and bounces off them coming at both of them and taking them both down with a clothesline. They get back up as Pariah and Chase try to grapple her again but once again Walton evades. She bounces off the ropes once again and comes hard at Pariah and Chase and takes them both down with a flying cross body attack. Pariah is first to his feet and she takes him down with a missile dropkick. Anton gets back to his feet and Walton proceeds with a bulldog taking Anton down to the mat. Nikki wastes no time though as she grabs Anton and tosses him over the top rope and to the outside.

Chris: Hot damn! Nikki showing incredible skills already!

Ricky: What did I tell you Chris? She was ready for both these guys tonight! I mean, fuck, she probably could take them on in a two on one match if she wanted to!

Nikki then turns back and targets Pariah. Pariah is back to his knees but Nikki is quick as she nails Pariah hard with an enziguri. Nikki hops to the top rope and delivers a thunderous elbow drop from the top. Nikki goes for the cover.

ONE

TWO

KICK OUT

Nikki grabs Pariah and tosses him into the corner turnbuckle. She strikes a few hard rights into him as she goes to grapple his neck. Pariah, however, is able to forbid the full lock of his neck and dish out some offense of his own by striking Nikki with a few knife edge chops followed by a huge European Uppercut. Anton comes back into the fray but he's not alone. He rolls into the ring with a trash can he found under the ring and clobbers Nikki in the back with it. Anton drops it as Pariah nods and motions for him to pick Nikki up. Anton lifts her back to her feet and the two lock her in a grapple and deliver a hard line suplex that is not too soothing for the back of Nikki Walton. Anton then grabs Nikki and tosses her over the top rope and to the outside where Nikki lands hard on the ground.

Chris: OH! Anton returns the favor!

Ricky: Remember, this is a street fight! Anything is legal!

John and Anton then look at each other and nod their head as they shake hands. They both then lock up in the middle of the ring as they take turns reversing each others grapples trying to get the upperhand on the other. Anton eventually does, though, as he releases a few left jabs into the champion before following it up with a sharp snap suplex. Pariah is up to his feet as Anton comes off the ropes and lands a jumping knee strike to Pariah and then institutes a brainbuster that takes Pariah down to the mat. Anton quickly goes for the cover.

ONE

TWO

KICK OUT

Chris: Anton displaying very exceptional skills against the Hybrid Champion!

Ricky: Well what did you expect? The two know each other so well after being in the ring the last couple of times.

Chris: That may be the case, but Anton is showing some nice combos that we don't see very often!

Ricky: Meh..he's just wasting his time.

Anton stays on the offensive as he gets back to his feet quickly. He hits the top rope but before he can go anywhere, Nikki Walton is back and pushes Anton off the top rope as Anton goes flying to the outside and hits the ground rather hard. Nikki follows suit of Anton and grabs him and tosses him into the barricade. She then grabs Anton and tosses him into the steel ring steps. Nikki looks underneath the ring and pulls out a metal pipe. Nikki raises it up and strikes Anton in the back with it.

Chris: Oh she looks pissed!

Ricky: What do you expect? She was hit with a fucking trash can for Christs sake!

Nikki raps the metal pipe around Anton's neck and begins choking him out with it. Anton tries to scurry but he doesn't move very much. Nikki then releases him and grabs him with her hands and hits an outstanding spinning neckbreaker that takes him to the ground. She begins to cover him on the outside as the referee drops down and makes the cover.

ONE

TWO

THR...KICK OUT!

Chris: Remember, you don't have to be pinned in the ring in this match up! That gives anyone a better shot if they want to use rougher grounds to take advantage of their opponents.

Ricky: Well it's looking like Nikki is taking full advantage of that.

Walton drops a few kicks to Anton's head as she backs away and just paces back and forth a little bit. Anton slowly gets back to his feet and Walton is able to drop him with the Thrillbilly Ride. She goes for the cover again.

ONE

TWO

THRE.......

Right before the three count, John Pariah comes crashing down from the top turnbuckle with an elbow that breaks up the pinfall on Walton.

Chris: PARIAH WITH THE SAVE!

Ricky: God damnit! I thought Walton had that!

Walton gets back to her feet but unsurprisingly finds herself going back down again as Pariah levels her in half with a vicious spear. Pariah grabs Walton and tosses her head first into the side of the announcer's table. He then grabs that same metal pipe laying on the ground and begins to choke out Walton with it. Pariah doesn't have it locked for long as he drops it and throws Walton into the ring post leveling Walton out cold. Chase is back to his feet at this point in time and runs up behind Pariah and attempts a German Suplex but Pariah flips back and lands on his feet and takes advantage and takes Anton down with a T-Bone Suplex. Pariah then rolls into the ring and heads to the top rope. He targets Chase and lands a swanton bomb connecting perfectly on The Future. Pariah takes a moment before hooking the leg of Anton.

ONE

TWO

THRE..KICK OUT!

Chris: By God how did he kick out of that!

Ricky: Someone die already!

As Pariah slowly gets back to his feet, Walton surprises him and attempts the Thrillbilly Ride, but Pariah flips Walton over him and to the ground. Pariah then grabs Nikki and tosses her into the ring. As Pariah gets into the ring, Nikki hits a high knee smash that sends Pariah flying backwards and to the ground hard. Chase is able to roll into the ring behind Walton and hit the Chaos Theory taking Nikki out. Anton now goes for the cover.

ONE

TWO

THRE..KICK OUT!

Chris: NIKKI WON'T GIVE IN!

Ricky: I thought that would have been it! Thank God she kicked out!

Anton heads for the top rope and stands there for a few moments as he prepares to jump off. Pariah quickly rolls in the ring and jumps off the ropes and takes Anton down with a lionsault that makes Anton drop to the mat inside the ring. Pariah targets Anton as he sets him up in the corner turnbuckle. He charges at him and begins the momentum to Shadows Smile. Pariah takes Anton down with a clubbing half nelson after striking him with a knee. He then hits a dragon suplex over head and follows it up with Shining Wizard. Pariah rolls Anton up.

ONE

TWO

THRE.....

Nikki dives in and breaks up the pin.

Chris: PARIAH NEARLY HAD THAT!

Ricky: That you Nikki!!

Nikki grabs Pariah by the tights as she rolls him up into a quick roll up pin.

ONE

TWO

THRE......

Pariah kicks out but at the same time Anton lands on Nikki to break up the pin attempt. Anton looks dazed as Pariah gets to his feet with Nikki and Anton following suit. All three competitors are back to their feet as a folly display of shots are fired at all three. Pariah throws a right at Nikki who returns the favor at Pariah but Nikki gets blasted by Anton with a right punch. Nikki then goes for a crescent kick towards Anton, but Anton ducks as Nikki spirals out of control and gets blasted by a spear from Pariah. Anton then comes up behind Pariah and hits him with the Chaos Theory. Anton grabs his rib as he makes the trek over to Pariah and hooks the leg.

ONE

TWO

THREE.......NO!!!

Chris: PARIAH KICKS OUT!!

Ricky: Bloody fuck!!

Anton sits up in the ring and he can't believe it. He looks at Pariah who simply won't give up and shakes his head in disbelief. He gets back to his feet and grabs Pariah who gets to his feet slowly. As Anton goes for a grapple, Pariah strikes him hard with a right jab. Anton returns the favor with a left jab. They go back and forth a few times until Walton gets back to her feet. Pariah and Chase notice this and they immediately target her. As they go for a double grappler, Walton escapes and runs towards the ropes. Pariah and Chase turn around and charge at her, but she ducks again and ricochets off the other ropes. Nikki comes back fast as both Pariah and Anton's backs are facing her. She comes up behind them and hits them both with a double Thrillbilly Ride taking them both down to the mat. Nikki doesn't even think twice as she targets Pariah and goes for the cover.

ONE

TWO

THREE!

Chris: By God what a finish!!!

Ricky: Damn Nikki is top notch!! I don't think I've ever seen a woman use a double finisher like that on anyone!

Alexis Lace: Here is your winner and NEEEEEW PWX Hybrid Champion, Nikki Walton!

Ricky: The Flawless has prevailed tonight!

Chris: All three of these superstars had one hell of a match! What a way to open Hostile Takeover! That match delivered in every way it was expected to! These guys sure know how to get it done!

Nikki is handed the Hybrid Championship as she celebrates in the middle of the ring. She taunts the crowd and rubs the title in their faces as the crowd get annoyed. She simply shrugs it off as she hangs the title over her shoulder and smiles. Nikki looks at both John and Anton and leaves the ring and up the ramp. Meanwhile, John and Anton recover as the crowd get behind both of them. Anton and John shake hands as Anton leaves the ring and up the ramp and to the back. John stands in the ring and puts his hands on his hip as he circles the ring and looks about the crowd. The crowd get on their feet for support of Pariah as he nods in approval and gets out of the ring.

Chris: Man, you gotta give it up for John...that's a great wrestling legend right there.

Ricky: Whatever...Pariah is just trying to get sympathy from people and he doesn't need it!

Pariah walks up the ramp rather disappointed. He looks down towards the entrance ramp rather depressed. He turns around and waves toward the crowd. As he turns around suddenly, we hear music starting to blare over the PA system.

"You left me here like a chalk outline
On the sidewalk waiting for the rain
To wash away
(Wash away)
You keep coming back to the scene of the crime
But the dead can't speak and there's nothing left to say anyway
All you left behind
Is a chalk outline"

Immediately Pariah turns around and finds Schmied walking out towards him. Pariah immediately rushes towards Schmied and Schmied sends him into the stage display. Schmied picks Pariah up after that and immediately chucks Pariah stiffly into the display again. Schmied then grabs Pariah and swings him head first into it. Finally, Schmied then grabs Pariah and quickly sets him up for the Blitzkrieg Hammer. Instead of driving Pariah's head into the concrete, Schmied immediately drives Pariah's head stiffly into stage display and it explodes and electrifies. Officials start rushing out and trying to keep Schmied away from Pariah, but Schmied immediately starts to decimate them. Schmied turns and grabs Pariah's lifeless body. He then looks towards the side of the stage control area, from the lifted podium.

Ricky: Oh shit! Schmied's just gotten a brilliant idea from the Adam Stryker book of sadomasochism.

Chris: HOLY FUCK! DON'T!!!! DON'T!!!!

Schmied immediately grabs Pariah and tosses him off with a Torture Rack toss from the stage directly onto the stage controls. More sparks fly as more officials rush towards Schmied. Schmied laughs as he sees Pariah's body twitch and move. Schmied signals for death as the crowd immediately goes nuts on Schmied as medics immediately show up and respond on the scene.



WINNER: NIKKI WALTON

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The scene fades in to reveal the masked duo of Mascara Muerto wandering around backstage before they come upon the catering area.

Norte: Can you believe it amigo? We are actually backstage at Hostile Takeover! True we are not here to have a match but we are here nonetheless so we may as well make the best of it! Can you feel the excitement in the air? Tonight is going to be an historic night I can feel it! I know you can too!

The camera pans over to Muerto who just stands there without saying a word like always. After a few moments the camera pans back to Norte.

Norte: My thoughts exactly! I cannot believe we won such an amazing match against the Knock Out Kings! Though I did say we would I must say I am amazed we pulled it off! Not to mention the surprise of everyone else! I mean we knocked off a former world champion AND a Hall of Famer! Can you believe it? We won a match that should go done as Upset of the Year in PWX! Two unknown masked wrestlers taking on and beating two of PWX's greatest ever! A team that was surely a favorite to win the whole thing! The only way that match could of been any bigger is if we had beat them for the titles then and there!

The camera pans once more over to Muerto who is still being a statue, unmoving and silent as he stares at the various food on the catering table before the camera returns to Norte.

Norte: I know you're excited but you should settle down! We don't want to get thrown out if you keep acting like that! But I admire your energy my friend! Energy we will carry with us into our next match in the tournament! Whomever it is we get to face in Round Two we will show them the same kind of skill and agility that allowed us to topple the Knock Out Kings! Can you feel it? We are that much closer to winning our first gold and becoming the NEW...PWX Tag Team Champions! And once we have the belts we can breathe new life into the tag team scene! Bring the division not to it's former glory but into a new age! An age of Honor and Respect, and only the best matches the fans deserve!

The camera pans over to Muerto for his 'response' which consists of more silence as he picks up a sandwich and looks it over before the camera pans back to Norte.

Norte: Come on amigo! We can continue our celebrations later! I want to hurry and catch the next match! While we are here let us enjoy the show like the rest of the fans here tonight and those watching at home from across the globe!

The camera pans to Muerto who is still holding the sandwich before being pulled off screen by Norte causing the sandwich to fall back onto the platter which the camera moves in on as the scene fades out.

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OFFICE SPACE MASSACRE
JERRY CLARK vs SHAWN LESTER

[We come back from break and we see Jerry Clark and Shawn Lester already in the ring, dressed to the nines in very stylish suits as we are about to start the “Eagerly” anticipated Office Space Massacre match. There are a couple filing cabinets, a table with various computer stuff on it, a couple of chairs, a water cooler, various PWX merchandise and the ref, he looks at the two men and then signals for the bell starting the match.]

Chris: Well this is the match that Zion set up and has made the rest of pay for. I really don't get why he even made this match is he wanting everyone to walk out.

Ricky: Come on partner who knows this might surprise everyone.

[Jerry charges Shawn and tackles him to the mat with what can only be described as a running hug. Jerry connects with a couple fists and Shawn screams in pain as Jerry continues to pound away at Lester.]

Chris: Wow Jerry is really showing a side I haven’t seen.

Ricky: Well considering how Jerry has been treated lately.

[Jerry gets to his feet and looks around for some plunder to use and grabs a metal trash can and turns just as Lester is getting to his feet and blasts Lester across the head. The trash falls all over the ring and Jerry slips on a banana peel and then trash can drops solidly on Jerrys face. Jerry is rolling in pain as the crowd laughs, Lester staggers to his feet and sees Jerry down and is ready to pin him but then he slips on the same banana peel bangs his head on the table and then falls in a rather “awkward” pinning position on top of Jerry....]

1...

2...

[Jerry sees what is directly over his face and pushes Lester off of him and starts gagging....]

Chris: Well chalk it up to PWX for another weird thing i'd never see happen in the ring.

Ricky: Well when we say don't try this at home, it really holds true in some things...

[Jerry goes over to the water cooler and grabs a handful of water, trying to wash whatever he thinks he got on him off. Lester kicks Jerry square in the nuts from behind and Jerry yells out in pain as he falls to the mat. Lester pushes the water cooler over onto Jerry and then tries to pick up the larger water bottle but the water starts to spill out causing Lester to slip and fall and the bottle landing clearly on his own lower pelvic area. Both men are rolling around in pain as the crowd laughs loudly.]

Chris: Wow a wrestling classic going on tonight...thanks bossman....

Ricky: Well you surely didn't expect a four star classic did you?

Chris: I figured someone would have shown one of these clown a pointer or two...

Ricky: Good point...

[Lester get to his feet, wet from all the water, his suit a mess and looks over at Jerry and turns to the table and grabs the computer tower and throws it at Jerry who manages to catch it somehow only to have Lester nail one of the sloppiest basement dropkicks ever smashing the computer into the face of Jerry who now is just slumping on the mat.]

Chris: That might just about do it...

Ricky: Please end it...

[The ref looks at Jerry and shakes his head and then looks over at Lester and motions for him to continue. Lester looks at the table and moves it towards one of the corners and then looks at Jerry, walks over to him and pulls him to his feet, slugs him in the gut once and then pulls him by the hair to the table and bashes Jerrys head off the table and then pushes him on it and then goes outside and starts climbing the turnbuckles.]

Chris: What is he doing? Leave this to the pros....

Ricky: He wants to die in the ring I guess...

[Lester smiles as he gets to the top but his wet dress shoes slips off the turnbuckle and causes Lester to fall weirdly onto Jerry driving both through the table and Lesters dress shoe landing on his ballsack. The ref shakes his head and makes the count.]

1...

2...

3...

Alexis: The winner of the match Shawn Lester!!!

Chris: Thank Odins Raven....

Ricky: huh?



WINNER: SHAWN LESTER

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The scene opens up as TJ Codair is seen standing backstage, look at the camera with a microphone in hand. He looks at the camera and shakes his head in belief, beginning to chuckle before he speaks.

“Can someone please gimme an idea why in the hell I have to sit here on camera, holding a microphone and speak to the public. I mean hell, I am on camera. Does the PWX really have that shitty of audio audio equipment, or the people running the show really that unaware of things.”

Codair holds the microphone up to his lips.

“Speak my mind, as long as its nice. Well here is the first.”

Codair holds the microphone up, then quickly turns and throws it up against the wall.

“In the spirit of the recently passed Valentines day, Prop meet Wall. That microphone was useless prop for me to use. Everytime you see someone in the backstage area, with a microphone on them, and they are holding a microphone. Its to signify for the fans that we are talking. Even though we all know right now I am talking. Why, because I am the only one on the camera, and I am being viewed by everyone in the backstage area whose in front of monitors, everyone in the arena right now watching me on the big screen. Everyone at home whose watching, they all know I am talking.”

Codair begins to laugh again.

“Speak my mind, oh alright, if you insist.”

Codair puts up a middle finger.

“No one want's you on the microphone because your known for saying some things wrongly and it automatically is taken the wrong way by a lot of people. Was one thing that I have heard, so far here. We want you to work with a manager who will do all your talking for you. We want you to be quiet. Wait, you people in management want me to be quiet. I AM A FUCKING MOUTH PEICE. That is what I do besides wrestling. You put me in front of a crowd, or a camera with out a friggen microphone and I will get you ratings. Why, because I speak my mind and 9 times out Iof 10 it is what everyone else is thinking. Why, because I got the balls to say whatever the fuck I want., why because almost everything I say will in fact insult someone. Way to go Brian, why don't you cut the legs off runner and expect em to compete in the Olympics.”

Codair shakes his head.

“So I started running a bit with Jordan Caliban, working with him while following the rules as set forth, no speaking on camera unless cutting a promo, no speaking my mind, no airing my grievences, oh and apparently no one is going to book me in matches either. TJ Codair, your a fill in, you haven't earned your spot yet.”

Codair stops abruptly and starts to scratch his head.

“I have not earned my spot yet, maybe I haven't earned my spot because the higher ups are to afraid to put me in the ring with anyone because they know just exactly what I got behind me for wrestling skills. Maybe it's because the establishment wants to keep “THEIR” top guys, the kiss asses in the spot's they are in. While keeping guys like myself treated like mushrooms. In the dark and fed with shit. Well you know what, time for us to break the wall a little bit now shall we. I am the guy that years ago, helped pave the way for the way some of these idiots act now. I am the guy that competed in almost every single sick twisted kind of match anyone could think of just because I had nothing better to do, I was the guy that ahh ya know what. Why bother telling the roster and the suits any of this. All the fans knows it, all the fans love it, and all the fans know is it sometimes just takes a little push and then comes the fun.”

The camera backs up as Jordan Caliban is sitting on top of a chair, feet on the seat, smacking a base ball down on the palm of his hand.

“Ya know whats going to be fun Brian, the fact that I am now going to turn your world, and everyone elses world in this company upside down.”

The scene ends as Codair flips off the camera as Jordan stands up on the chair, and jumps off, the two men walk away as the scene ends.

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PUNCH, KICK, CLOVERLEAF MATCH
JORDAN CALIBAN vs GRAYSTONE

Announcer: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THIS NEXT MATCH WILL BE THE PUNCH, KICK, CLOVERLEAF MATCH! INTRODUCING FIRST…

Jordan Calibans intro music hits and the intro plays through and finally as the tempo picks up this Dude just saunters out onto the center of the stage cocky as all that, singing along with his own theme song milking every second of it swaggering from side to side on the stage. Finally a Beautiful redhead appears as if from nowhere behind him and places her hand on his head calming him and then she steps back as he drops to his knees pounding on the ramp and then coming back up CM PUNK style screaming.

INCOMING!!!!!!

Announcer: Making his way to the ring at this time being accompanied by Sinnesy Rose, he hails from Coleraine Northern Ireland, THIS IS JORDAN CALIBAN!!!!!!!!!!!

He rolls back onto his feet, the girl is standing behind him smiling at his behavior, he is basically bouncing as he makes his way from the stage singing along with his own theme song and getting in the face of the crowd, he grabs the viewfinder of the camera and growls into the lens.

Jordan Caliban: LETS GET THIS FUCKING DONE!

The song speeds up again and Jordan runs at the ring jumping and sliding in feet first followed by a quick kip up into a standing corkscrew back flip landing back on his feet. The entrance ends with Caliban sitting on the top rope with the girl playing with his hair on the apron, a crew member hands him a microphone.

Jordan Caliban: So this is it, the one I have been waiting for, I finally get my hands on this guy, honestly Gray I still don't know a damn thing about you but then I don't carry that stalkerish personality in my back pocket, but after tonight Ill know all I need to and when you are laying face, or whatever that is you claim is a face, down on the mat remember that I'll wake up tomorrow, I'll be sore, I'll be tired and I'll probably be paralyzed for a couple of days but I won't have any need to remember your name anymore. When I wake up tomorrow I'll have one thing on my mind and that is my next step, there is a lot of gold being decided this evening, 2 belts I hold interest in, both belts I would like to hold, 2 belts that I would... well you will see. But just know no matter who the champions are when they leave here tomorrow, when you wake up, take hold of the notion that from that moment on I am your worst nightmare, Pariah, Chase, Walton, Ojeda or Stone, from 12PM tomorrow afternoon the breath you feel on the back of your neck will be mine, now bring that son of a bitch out here so we can end this…

Chris: Well, folks, this is the infamous Punch, Kick, Cloverleaf match that we have all been eagerly anticipating. The only legal moves are punches, kicks, and the Texas Cloverleaf. Graystone has been attacking Caliban and leaving him in a world of hurt for the past month.

Ricky: Beyond that, Chris, he has some sick perverted obsession with Caliban… He says that tonight he’s going to “make him a man.”

“The Curse” by Disturbed hits as the crowd rises to their feet. The video screen flickers to life as the image shows a graveyard and fog begins to fill the arena. As the video continues to play, it comes upon a single gravestone. As it zooms in on the name, the name that is etched in stone is……GRAYSTONE. As the screen starts to back away from the tombstone, all of a sudden a hand pops up from the ground clawing for life. In the arena, a bolt of lightning hits the stage and the arena goes pinch black. After a few moments blue lights serenade the arena as HOW Hall of Fame Superstar Graystone appears on the stage.

Chris: Wait! That’s not Graystone!

Ricky: Who is that?

Suddenly, the lights come back to full and the real Graystone is standing right behind Jordan Caliban with a lead pipe. Jordan’s eyes are still set on the stage.

Chris: Turn around Jordan!

Graystone rushes forward and blasts Jordan Caliban in the back of the head with the lead pipe!

Ricky: Are you kidding me?

Chris: The match hasn’t even started yet!

Graystone drops the pipe and silently points for the referee to ring the bell. The referee shakes his head “no” as he kneels down to check on Caliban. Graystone grabs the referee by the back of the shirt, and pulls him over to the ropes. He stares deep into the referee’s eyes, and then points at the ring bell again.

DING! DING! DING!

Graystone walks over and flips Caliban on his back, then grabs both of his legs. He wraps Caliban up in the Texas Cloverleaf, and flips him over. Caliban grimaces in pain, as he claws for the ropes. Just as he’s about to reach them, Graystone pulls him into the center of the ring and cinches the hold in tight. Caliban screams in pain.

Chris: Not like this.

Ricky: It’s over before it even began…

Caliban pushes off the mat with his fists while screaming at the top of his lungs. Graystone goes lunging forward and breaks the hold! Graystone quickly stands up and grabs Caliban’s legs again. Caliban reaches back and pushes Graystone off into the ropes. Graystone moves in again, but Caliban kicks him right in the balls! Graystone falls down to the mat.

Chris: Isn’t that illegal?

Ricky: … It’s a kick, isn’t it?

Chris: Well, the referee isn’t calling for the bell, so I’m assuming it’s legal.

Caliban favors the back of his head as he slowly pushes himself up off the mat, and looks down to Graystone. Suddenly, Caliban runs off the ropes and hits a huge baseball slide, kicking Graystone clear out of the ring! Graystone hits the floor with a loud thud.

Chris: Wow… innovative move by Caliban.

Ricky: Smart move to buy him some time.

Caliban wastes no time, though, as he quickly begins ascending the turnbuckle.

Chris: What’s this? Moves off the top rope can’t be legal.

Caliban waits as Graystone makes it to his feet, then leaps off the top rope and hits a killer missile dropkick!

Ricky: Wow! What a move!

Chris: Caliban is kickin’ tonight.

Caliban stands up, then rolls Graystone into the ring. Caliban rolls into the ring. . Suddenly, Caliban runs off the ropes and hits a huge baseball slide, kicking Graystone clear out of the ring again! Graystone hits the floor with a loud thud.

Chris: Another one!?

Caliban quickly ascends the turnbuckle again.

Ricky: It worked so well the first time, why not do it again?

Caliban leaps and hits Graystone with another monstrous missile dropkick, bouncing Graystone’s head off the barricade.

Chris: Déjà vu!

Ricky: Yeah… just like all the times Graystone beat Caliban down before this match. Poetic justice, Chris?

Caliban quickly mounts Graystone and begins punching away at Graystone’s head. Graystone tries to cover up. Finally, Caliban stands up, then rolls Graystone into the ring. Caliban rolls into the ring and grabs onto Graystone’s legs to lock him into the Texas Cloverleaf! Graystone quickly squirms out and grabs ahold of the ropes. The referee instructs Caliban to back off. Caliban backs off – holding his hands up in the air, then immediately moves in on Graystone again. Graystone fights back with a nut shot of his own!

Chris: Oh!

Ricky: Ouch.

Caliban falls to the ground in pain, as the crowd begins booing. Graystone slowly rises to his feet, staring down at Caliban. Graystone move in and stomps on Caliban’s head. Caliban rolls in pain. Graystone moves in quickly and stomps Caliban’s head again. Caliban rolls in pain. Graystone turns and walks over to the turnbuckle and begins taking off the pad.

Chris: What is this?

Ricky: He’s taking off the turnbuckle pad! That can’t be legal.

The referee intervenes, telling Graystone to stop. Graystone doesn’t listen and just keeps undoing it until finally it comes off. The referee instructs Graystone to hand over the turnbuckle pad, but Graystone hurls the pad into the crowd. Graystone stares at the referee, as the referee yells that he should disqualify Graystone. Graystone turns his attention back to Jordan Caliban. He picks Caliban up off the canvas, then launches him off the ropes. Caliban comes back with a full head of steam and manages to duck Graystone’s spinning heel kick.

Chris: Wow! What athleticism.

Graystone makes his way to his feet. Caliban moves in and goes to kick Graystone, but Graystone grabs Caliban’s leg. Caliban hops to hit an enziguri, but Graystone ducks. Graystone rolls Caliban over to put him into a Texas Cloverleaf again, but Caliban pushes out of it. Caliban rolls to his feet as Graystone rushes in.

SUPERKICK!

No!

Graystone ducks Caliban’s superkick, then blasts Caliban in the gut with a huge kick. Graystone goes to launch Caliban into the exposed turnbuckle, but Caliban reverses! Graystone holds on and manages to reverse it again. Graystone quickly sneaks under Caliban’s arm, then pushes backwards to the ground, landing on his head.

Chris: Are you kidding me? Caliban with a DDT… But it looks like Graystone initiated it. Is he trying to get Caliban disqualified?

Ricky: There’s no instant replay in PWX. That certainly looked like a DDT to me. That’s it, Chris. It’s over. Caliban is disqualified.

Graystone gets up to his knees and yells at the ref to disqualify Caliban. The referee points to his own eyes, then back at Graystone and says that he saw Graystone initiate the move.

Chris: Very interesting strategy by Graystone, but the referee’s not buying it.

Graystone moves in and grabs the referee by the shirt, and backs him into the corner with the exposed turnbuckle. The referee screams back at Graystone to let him go. Caliban rushes in and punches Graystone in the back. Then another punch, then another. Graystone turns around and pushes Caliban off. Caliban runs in with a full head of steam with a double front dropkick!

NO!

Graystone moves out of the way, and Caliban stops just before blasting the referee into the exposed corner. The referee cringes, thinking he’s going to be hit, as Graystone quickly pulls out a pair of brass knuckles and puts them on his hand.

Chris: Hey, wait a minute!

Caliban moves in to pick Graystone up.

WHAM!

Brass knuckles to the skull. Caliban drops to the mat. Graystone tries to tuck the knucks back into his pants, but the referee catches him and calls for the bell.

Ricky: Caliban is out!

The referee kneels down to check on Caliban, but he’s out cold. Graystone locks in the Texas Cloverleaf.

DING DING DING!

Announcer: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… THE WINNER OF YOUR PUNCH, KICK, CLOVERLEAF MATCH… BY DISQUALIFICATION......JORDAN CALIBAN!!!

Chris: Are you kidding me? He’s attacked Caliban for the past month, and now he hits Caliban with the ultimate low blow by cheating to win in his own match.

Ricky: He had to try to cheat to win... What else would you expect from one of HOW’s finest?

Graystone doesn’t break the hold. Finally, the referee steps in and tells Graystone to break it. Graystone walks over to the side of the ring and yells for someone to give him a microphone. The ring announcer hands him a mic.

Graystone: Jordan… I told you that tonight I was going to make you a man… and I meant it… Tonight, I am going to finish what I started.

Graystone drops the microphone.

Chris: Finish what he started?

Graystone grabs Caliban’s arm and pulls him out of the ring. Then, Graystone lifts Caliban up and places him on his shoulder and begins walking to the back.

Ricky: Where is he headed with Caliban!?

Chris: Someone had better step in… There’s no telling where he might be headed.

Ricky: Hopefully Graystone doesn’t have a bed set up in the locker room.

Chris: Oh stop… That’s just sick…

Graystone reaches the top of the stage, then sets Caliban’s lifeless body down. Graystone looks down off the stage where a table is already set up.

Ricky: Oh no…

Chris: You’ve got to be kidding… He can’t be thinking this.

Graystone picks Caliban up and locks him into his signature move “Desperation” – a reverse implant DDT. Graystone looks out to the crowd as they stand to their feet and begin buzzing with a mixed reaction. Graystone screams and goes to jump, but Caliban manages to slip out of Graystone’s grasp. Graystone quickly goes to pick Caliban up again, but Caliban blasts Graystone with a low blow!

Graystone falls to his knees. With every bit of strength he has left, Caliban stands up. He looks out to the crowd, then points to the table. The crowd goes nuts as Caliban grabs Graystone and puts him between his legs and hoists him up. Caliban hesitates and turns around to the side of the stage.

Ricky: NO WAY! THERE IS NO FUCKIN WAY!

Caliban leaps off the stage and hits Graystone with The World’s Scariest Piledriver!

Chris: OH MY GOD! WORLDS SCARIEST PILEDRIVER OFF THE RAMP THROUGH THE TABLE!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Ricky: That was incredible! Caliban took the hit just to annihilate the enemy to the fullest extent of his frustration!

Chris: He promised to cripple Graystone here tonight and he damn well may have just got the job done…

Ricky: They both may be crippled Chris! I’ve never seen anything like this in my life!

The camera focuses in on the destruction with both men lying motionless amidst a pile of broken table pieces.

Chris: My God… we’re going to have to get some medical personnel out here to check on these two.

Ricky: Unbelievable!



WINNER: JORDAN CALIBAN

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[The scene opens in Noahs' private skybox, his uncle Sam is there as is Noahs girlfriend Vixen and a few other beauties along with a table lined with food and drinks.]

Sam: Do you think you really need to be drinking and everything when you are helping call a match later tonight?

[Noah takes a long drink from a bottle of Killians Irish Red.]

Noah: Really? How hard is it from the last time I did besides I can do a better job then those two stiffs they have that they call announcers. I am going to show the world that Noah Hanson is the premier star in PWX. We all know that even though Ojeda stuck his nose in where it had no business being we had the match well in hand...

Sam: Obviously amigo...

Noah: So it is just going to go hand in hand with the fact that Hansons are the elite in this business, everyone knows this. The fact of the matter is this Zion wants to sit there and act like he is punishing me, hell he is bringing the only credibility to the match by having me there. Everyone knows that Styker is just a punk that has gotten lucky and rode a few to many coattails and then you have the biggest douche in the business at the forefront of the business. He can't pull himself from the spotlight, he calls me a cancer, poison but yet he has to take a spot that could be used to push someone else up the card, but that is not how the two biggest assclowns that I used to know aka Brian Dollywood and Darin Scion parading around as Team Douchebag and getting involved in their own tag team tournament, just goes to show everyone that you cannot trust the management here because they are only going to push their own agenda and nothing else.

Sam: So what do we do?

Noah: We introduce a little anarchy into the establishment...

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GRUDGE MATCH
NO DQ
TIAMI TYLER vs OPHELIA MORGANTI

"Perfect Insanity" by Disturbed blasts over the PA system as the crowd immediately drowns the Executive in boos. Brian Hollywood walks out from the back and down the ramp with a devious smile on his face. He passes the pissed off people as he makes his way to ringside and towards the announcers table.

Chris: Oh god...this is about to get interesting.

Ricky: God damnit fuck yes it is! You show Mr. Hollywood your respect!

Hollywood puts on a headset as he sits down at the commentators booth.

Hollywood: I'm sorry did you say something Chris?

Ricky: You gotta forgive him sometimes, Mr. Hollywood, he can be a bit stupid.

Hollywood: It's alright, Ricky, I'm sure he meant no disrespect by it.

Chris: I simply think it's interesting that your down here for this upcoming match.

Hollywood: I want to see my Tiami in action...is that a crime?

"Volume Up" hits the PA as blue lights flash. Tiami comes out on stage smiling and having the crowd pumped up for her. She skips her way down the ramp, hi fiving the crowd and having fun with the fans. Getting in the ring, she just smiles, posing for the crowd, who cheer her on. She then awaits her opponent.

Chris: That's got to be the biggest bs I've ever seen! She really thinks she can fool these fans after what she did last week?

Ricky: Tiami is brilliant! I would watch her do it again if I had the chance!

Hollywood: She is simply getting the attention she deserves! Give Tiami more time, and you'll see her do more great things!

Ophelia steps on stage as "Automatic" blares over the loud speakers. She walks down the ramp, shaking her head in shame. She gets into the ring and just stares over at Tiami who looks ready to strike.

Hollywood: Man...it's a shame Ophelia is going to suffer tonight.

Chris: I'm surprised. Seeing that she's in the House of Stone, you guys had an alliance, I thought?

Hollywood: We do. It's just unfortunate timing that this has to be bestowed on Ophelia. But you'll get the point later.

Ricky: That's what I love about you, Mr. Hollywood. Your always full of mystery!

The match bell rings and Tiami wastes no time in going after Ophelia as she levels her with a strong missile dropkick. Tiami mounts Ophelia as she strikes her several times with several hard rights into Ophelia's face. Ophelia is able to push Tiami off and in a strong rage, knee her in the gut. Ophelia gets to her feet and ricochets off the ropes. She comes back at Tiami, but Tiami charges at her and hits her with a vicious spear. Tiami makes the cover.

ONE

TWO

KICK OUT

Chris: Ophelia almost lost right there!

Ricky: Yes, but somehow she was able to kick out.

Hollywood: Well Ophelia is hurt, you know. She's still clearly sporting that neck brace.

Tiami rolls out of the ring. She walks towards Hollywood who simply directs his eyes a few times on the right side of him but doesn't say a word. Tiami picks up on it as Hollywood simply smiles. Tiami picks up a steel chair and makes her way back into the ring. As she rolls in, Ophelia catches her with a front drop kick. Tiami drops to the mat along with the steel chair. Ophelia picks up the chair and bashes it into Tiami once before Tiami starts rolling in the ring in pain.

Chris: If I were any spectator, I'd say you implied the chair to Tiami, Hollywood.

Ricky: That's MR. Hollywood for you, asshole!

Hollywood: Now, now, Chris. My eyes just happen to wander sometimes. If you catch my drift.

Ophelia drops the chair and picks up Tiami and levels her with a belly to belly suplex onto the chair as Tiami holds her back. Ophelia hooks the leg.

ONE

TWO

KICK OUT

Tiami powers out hard as she rolls on the mat a few times. Ophelia makes her way back over to her but is leg sweeped by Tiami. Tiami then gets to her feet and grabs Ophelia by the neck. She then delivers a DDT straight into the chair that looks to almost knock Ophelia completely out. Tiami goes for the cover.

ONE

TWO

THR......Tiami stops the pin.

Chris: What the fuck is she doing?!

Hollywood: And now you get to see Tiami have some fun!

Ricky: Oh this is gonna be good!

The crowd boo loudly as Tiami shakes her head and smiles disdainfully at the crowd as she looks back towards Ophelia. She then grabs the chair and delivers it straight into Ophelia's back several times. The referee can only watch as Tiami inflicts loads of damage on Ophelia.

Chris: This has gone far enough already!

Hollywood: This is a No DQ match, Chris. It can go as far as it wants!

Tiami stomps into Ophelia's head several times before lifting her up and hitting Icy Revolution on her. Tiami takes Ophelia and throws her neck first into the corner turnbuckle. She strikes some hard rights into her face as she lifts her up on the turnbuckle top rope. Tiami then delivers a hard tornado DDT that sends Ophelia head first into the mat. She is clearly non responsive but Tiami doesn't care.

Hollywood: Are we learning anything, Chris?

Chris: Yes! Were learning that Tiami is being too hostile and it's clear she's trying to end Ophelia! You should go in and call off your woman!

Hollywood: You have much to learn Chris. This match is over when Tiami wants it to be over.

Ricky: What a guy!

Tiami stops and smiles for a bit. She looks out at the announcers table and waves happily to Hollywood. Hollywood acknowledges and waves back with a big smile on his face. Tiami then looks down at the chair and drags it closer to Ophelia. She then picks up Ophelia and delivers Icy Revolution right onto the chair. Tiami takes her time and finally pins Ophelia.

ONE

TWO

THREE!

Alexis Lace: Here is your winner, Tiami Tyler!

Hollywood: Well gentlemen, it's been fun, but that's my cue!

Hollywood takes off the headset and stands up and claps applauding Tiami. Tiami looks on in happiness, but then turns back towards Ophelia with an evil look on her face.

Chris: Oh god, what is she doing now?!

Ricky: It can only be a great thing!

Tiami walks over to Ophelia and rips off her neck brace exposing her neck bare. Tiami sets back up the chair as she drags Ophelia over to the corner turnbuckle. She starts to climb the turnbuckle with Ophelia with her.

Chris: OH GOD NO!! DON'T DO WHAT I THINK YOUR GONNA DO!

Ricky: This is gonna be insane!

Tiami smiles as she delivers Icy Revolution on Ophelia right onto the chair.

Chris: JESUS CHRIST!!!

Ricky: THROUGH THE CHAIR FROM THE TURNBUCKLE!!!

Ophelia now lays on the mat twitching but laying completely unconscious. Tiami just smiles brightly as she looks out to Hollywood who's simply nodding his head slowly with a smile on his face. Before Tiami can contemplate anything else, though, The House of Stone runs down the ramp and into the ring with Stone leading the charge. Tiami sees this and immediately rolls out of the ring towards Hollywood at ringside. Stone checks on Ophelia who is not moving at all as the rest of the House look on to ringside. Stone finally looks up and looks right at Hollywood and Tiami. Hollywood just shrugs his shoulders slightly but cockily as the two start to make their way up the ramp. Hollywood and Tiami turn around and look into the ring as Stone and the rest of the House look on concerned but definitely alert and furious. Hollywood and Tiami look on into the ring as well as a simple stare off takes place for several moments.

Chris: That was a very terrible thing Tiami did to Ophelia, but I'll tell you what, she definitely got the attention she said she was gonna get.

Ricky: Never question the boss. He knows Tiami is special and that has obviously shown. Hollywood has great confidence in Tiami and I know that will only grow as time marches on.

Chris: Not only that, but I wonder what else will happen when time marches on? This stare down between The Establishment and The House is intriguing and the fact that they don't even have to say a word is purely amazing!



WINNER: TIAMI TYLER

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ULTIMATE X MATCH
MYSTERY PRIZE
TJ CODAIR vs NIKKI BLADE vs JASON ARIES vs CHRIS DIAMOND

“Thunderstruck” by AC/DC hits the speakers and Nikki Blade comes out through the curtain and down the ramp. She rolls into the ring and looks up at the X overhead.

Chris: Nikki Blade got a big win over Darin Zion last week, and now she finds herself in another huge match in her career.

Ricky: She’s only got there cuz she’s playing with the guy that’s going to lose to our champion later tonight.

A loud camera flash goes off and the arena goes blinding bright white and fades to dark as Justin Timberlake's Sexyback starts to play. Chris Diamond emerges from behind on top of the stage by the ramp. He points to some random hot bitch just as "come here girl" is said in the song and she starts to grind on Diamond. He takes off his vest and hands it to her and heads down to the ring.

Chris: Chris Diamond is coming down to the ring Ricky!

Ricky: Yeah, but he’s HOW material. He’s been accepted into the establishment, so we’ll see what happens here.

Five Finger Death Punch's White Knuckles rips onto the speakers as the fans erupt. TJ Codair's name flashes on the monitors as Codair steps out from the back and walks down to the ring. He rolls into the ring and quickly gets back to his feet.

“They're saying crush it, break it, smash it Fuckin' kill 'em all!”

Codair pounds his right fist over his heart three times.

“Laugh as it falls away”

Codair holds his right fist high into the air as he walks towards the turnbuckles.

“I won't dodge another silver bullet Just to save a little face.”

Codair climbs up the ropes and looks out to the fans, as the lights go dark and a blue spot light lands on him.

“I want you to know, I want you to see, I want you to look beyond your own eyes, Past your afflictions.”

The music dies down as Codair jumps off the turnbuckles as the lights come back on. He spreads his arms and yells out to the fans as they all cheer him on.

Ricky: And here is TJ Codair. And boy is he making a name for himself here in PWX.

Chris: He really is. He is one of the fastest rising stars on our roster. Seems like the fans love the guy

The lights in the arena goes down as the lights turn blue smoke is beginning the rise in front of the entrance way as personal jesus begins to play over the sound system Jason appears in the smoke with his head down. Jason stands with his head down for a few seconds before dumping a bottle of water over his head then some in his mouth. He throws the bottle to the side walking down the aisle with his hand out so the fans in the crowd can slap it. Jason jumps up on the apron stepping through the ropes he walks over to the corner stretching out waiting for his opponent

Chris: And here comes Jason Aries! This is the guy to watch in this match!

Ricky: Here we go!

The match kicks off with the four people in the center of the ring. Blade, Codair, and Aries turn and all nail Diamond with punch. Diamond hits the mat and gets up. They all whip him into the ropes and dump him with a back body drop in unison. Diamond goes flying and crashes in a heap. He gets up and gets punched by Codair. Diamond stumbles to Aries and gets popped with a shot from him. Diamond stumbles into Blade and gets leveled with a superkick to the jaw. Diamond hits the mat and rolls out of the ring. The fans cheer in unison. Blade takes off running and dives out with a tope con hilo onto Diamond. They crash and then get up, just in time to catch Aries diving over with a corkscrew plancha. Codair acts like he’s going to run and dive over, but then gives them all the finger and heads for the turnbuckle and jumps up to use the ropes of the X to start climbing towards the prize. Aries and Blade get up and go for the ring. Blade hits the ropes and catches Codair with a dropkick to the back. He swings from it , but Aries diving off and nailing Codair with a spear does a lot more damage.

Ricky: This has gotten underway quickly. And Diamond is getting his ass kicked.

Chris: Shit is going to hurt in the morning.

Ricky: Codair told them all to get fucked! He’s going right for the win!

Chris: Yeah, but that didn’t work out too well! Big spear from Aries!

Aries gets up just in time to get kicked in the body by Blade. She steps up and nails Aries with another kick to the body. She goes for one to the head and Aries ducks under it. Aries catches Blade and dumps her on her head with a quick reverse capture suplex. Codair gets up and catches Aries from behind with a clubbing clothesline that leaves Aries flat on the mat. Codair turns and catches Diamond on the way in and drop toe holds him into the ropes. Diamond hangs off the middle rope. Codair runs into the ropes and then drives his knee into the back of Diamond’s head. Blade gets up and crushes Diamond with a dropkick that drives Diamond out of the ring and onto the apron. Diamond stands up and Aries drives him off with a running dropkick. Diamond falls back and hits the concrete hard. Aries stands up and Codair drives him out of the ring with a dropkick. Blade takes the opportunity to climb the turnbuckle and rig to start going across the ropes. Codair jumps up and rips her down, dropping her on the mat.

Chris: They’re all going for it quickly. But Diamond is taking a pounding!

Ricky: Yeah, Diamond is getting mollywhopped. And Codair got Aries out of the ring too!

Chris: Nikki Blade is going for it!

Ricky: And Codair stopped her!

Codair tosses Nikki out of the ring and heads for the corner. Codair jumps up and grabs the ropes. Aries jumps up and uses the ropes to springboard at Codair. Codair lets go before Aries gets there and Aries lands on his feet. Codair nails Aries in the back of the head with a forearm and then nails him with a german suplex. Blade gets up and and nails Codair with a pair of running knees to the chest. Codair falls back into the corner and Nikki falls down. Aries comes in and springboards off of Blade and nails Codair with a flying forearm. Aries backs up into Blade who catches Aries with a back cracker. Blade gets up and heads towards the corner, but Codair stops her and dumps her with a big body slam. Codair climbs up onto the corner and jumps up, grabbing the ropes of the X. Diamond climbs back up onto the apron and jumps onto the other side. Both men start to climb across towards the bag suspended in the middle. Aries drags Diamond off the ropes in a powerbomb style and powerbombs Diamond out of the ring to the concrete. Blade dives off the ropes and corkscrews and hits Codair in the balls with a Psycho Crusher punch.

Chris: They’re going bananas in there.

Ricky: HOLY HELL! Diamond might be dead after that!

Chris: And that was just wrong! Right in the fellas!

Ricky: She M. Bison’d his ball bag!

Aries catches Blade from behind and shoves her into the turnbuckle. When she rebounds, he catches her with a half nelson suplex. Aries heads for the corner and jumps up on the corner and grabs the ropes. He starts to climb across, but Codair grabs his feet. Aries tries to kick Codair away. Diamond slowly gets up and crawls back onto the apron. Codair walks Aries backwards towards the corner. Codair takes Aries legs and swings him sideways towards the concrete and Diamond. Codair rips Aries off the rope mid swing and he flys at Diamond in a shooting star fashion. Aries catches Diamond and hits him with a shooting star DDT that drives him and Aries back out to the concrete floor. Codair smiles and jumps up on the top rope and grabs the ropes. Codair starts to climb across, without anyone impeding his progress. Codair starts to get close to the prize, and Blade jumps up and starts to hang from Codair. Codair still inches his way towards the prize with Blade hanging. Blade starts to claw her way up Codair’s body, grasping at the rope just ahead of Codair. Blade rakes Codair’s eyes and he lets go, dropping to the mat. Blade grabs the prize and falls off the ropes and falls in a heap on the mat with the prize in hand. The bell rings and Codair gets up looking shocked. Blade gets up, looks shocked, and rolls out of the ring to get away from the angry Codair. Blade reaches into the bag, opens it up, and pulls out a title belt and holds it up, laughing as she does.

Alexis Lace: Winner and NEWWW NEXT GEN CHAMPION…. NIIKKKIII BLLLADDDEE!!

Chris: Who would have ever thought we'd see the Next Generation Championship back?!

Ricky: I gotta say, that I'm definitely surprised...and you know I don't get surprised very often!

Chris: Great win and great surprise for Nikki Blade! This night just keeps getting better!



WINNER: NIKKI BLADE

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[We enter into the hallway of the PWX locker room. We see Darin Zion walking directly towards the ring. Zion keeps walking down the hall, anxiously awaiting his Seventh Circle match with Adam Stryker. As he turns around the corner, we see the unexpected microphone of Shawn Lester pop right in front of his face unexpectedly. Darin Zion almost immediately turns and smacks the microphone out of Shawn's hands, but Shawn Lester immediately looks at him wide eyed.]

Darin Zion: Didn't I tell you not to do that again?

Shawn Lester: I had to do that for old time's sake. But besides the joking around, it's good to be back thanks to you. I'm glad I finally beat that jack ass Jerry Clark out of the position. He's probably looking around for a good bottle of Jack Daniels to completely drown out his sorrows.

Darin Zion: Touché! Jerry Clark was already a better bitch than he was an announcer, so now Jerry Clark immediately can find the nearest toilet and start scrubbing. I won't release that bastard from his contract. If anything, he will make a great personal assistant to you Shawn.

Shawn Lester: That he will for sure...maybe I'll have him be my personal microphone stand.

Darin Zion: Too unoriginal, but let's get to the point of why you've startled me around this corner. Obviously you didn't come out here to suck my dick.

[The crowd continues to pour a lot of boos towards Darin Zion as Shawn Lester's face turns beat red. Shawn Lester immediately focuses and looks Darin Zion in the eyes, almost improving on his awkward styling.]

Shawn Lester: I didn't, I came to talk to you tonight about your Seventh Circle match, which ironically is up next. I didn't want to ask you who you thought would win; that's totally obvi in the words of our great world champion: Troy Stone. What I wanted to ask you simply, oh great and powerful Zion, do you have some wise words to give Adam Stryker before he meets his maker tonight?

[Shawn turns the microphone over towards Darin. Darin smiles with the most sadistic smile he's ever given. You can tell he's thinking of one thing: murder. Zion's voice quiet down with the perfect tone. He raises the microphone towards his lips ever so slowly and glares directly into the camera. The crowd immediately pours on their displeasure by chanting for Stryker.]

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

[Zion gets distracted for a moment.]

Darin Zion: Why don't you all shut up and stop masturbating to all that internet porn, stop drinking the Kool-Aid, and actually develop your minds! Have I not taught you fans anything over the years when I've made anyone who's crossed these doors EARN their spot? No, of course not, you've constantly cheered for those bastards that poisoned your mind: specifically for that bastard named Noah Hanson.

[The crowd immediately continues to tear Zion a new asshole.]

Crowd: NOAH! NOAH! NOAH! NOAH!

Darin Zion: Noah, I want you to take something with you before you sit at that desk tonight and start calling yourself an announcer. I never once said you poisoned PWX because I had to carry your guys bags. I never bitched that you made me earn my spot in PWX. Everyone starts out at the bottom, and I never expected anything less. No, what I had a problem with during all those years was I stepped up and spoke my mind when someone in this damn locker room got bullied by your group. You obviously sucked Skylar Kelly and Tyler Boyd's dick too much to even turn your head and grasp the reality around you. You didn't give two shits about the new guys. You cared about PERSERVING YOUR SPOT. Grant it, I do the same, but let's talk realistically. You, Skylar, and Boyd ran the booking around here. And what exactly did you do? You held everyone beneath you not stepping aside and giving anyone a chance. And I love how you guys still bring fucking Hollywood up as one of your own.

[Darin Zion laughs and smiles and shakes his head. The camera continues to hold focus on Zion.]

Darin Zion: Truth be told, you just used him to be your glorified cock sucking bitch. See Hollywood never truly got branded as Sex and Money and you guys know it. You and Hollywood pretended to play Sex and Money this last run in PWX, but honestly you tried to relive your glory days. How did that work out for you? Oh wait, it didn't. See, Hollywood and I knew all along you guys didn't give two shits about us. And what did we do? We broke your fucking mold and turned PWX into the biggest brand name in the wrestling industry! We didn't make OUR names bigger than this company, we put our balls, our blood, and our tears to pave the way for ungrateful people. But no, keep telling yourself it's about me carrying your bags and you FORGETTING about things like Norcia shitting in my bags as a 'punishment' for running my mouth. It only adds fuel to my cause. But I guess every time I speak, it makes 'daddy' Noah want to run out and spank my sweet ass. Well keep playing the S&M card buddy, maybe that two dollar hooker at the corner of Norcia and Kelly's house will give you a blow job finally.

[The crowd immediately pour an uproar of hatred into Zion. Zion smirks and laughs shaking it off.]

Crowd: FUCK YOU ZION! FUCK YOU ZION!

Darin Zion: Shut up! Seriously, we all know what the 'fans' want! See it was people like Noah who paved the way for ungrateful bitches like Adam Stryker. See Adam, I extended you a bone and my hand at forgiveness. I extended you something that people like Noah didn't get me. And what did it get me? It got me put through a fucking table and you 'telling me' never to come back. Guess what? You made me this monster too. So what if you want to kill me because I'm building your character up! So what if you hate me for challenging you to rise above the bullshit! Why would I even bother if I didn't CARE about your career by trying to put you over with these fans. I made you Adam, these fans won't admit it, but I MADE you. And in return, yeah, I expect you to bow at my feet. I expect you give me respect...no I DEMAND IT.

[Zion immediately laughs for a moment and shakes his head.]

Darin Zion: But no, you want to kill me because you couldn't get the job finished. You don't have Christian Rhodes, Jason Aries, or John Pariah to hide behind any more Adam. You cannot make excuses. Hell, you cannot get help. Tonight you've got to prove to this world you can do WHATEVER it takes to kill me. And Adam, you won't kill me. No matter how many sound booths, Seventh Circle matches, or submissions you place me in, I won't give up to you at all. In fact, tonight, I'm going to show you how to PROPERLY finish off a grudge match, my little bitch. I'll show you how to get the God damned job done and beat a champion. And I'll personally show you how you KILL a man. I've lived through three Seventh Circle matches. True, they were Civil Wars, but Adam, I've WON ALL MY CIVIL WARS. So why wouldn't I win a singles Seventh Circle match? I'm a veteran! So Adam, bring all you've got, because I'll make damn sure I prove to this world you're just as much a poison to PWX as Noah Hanson is, and like John Pariah was too. And after tonight, you'll be begging me to know what's best..for business.

[Darin Zion immediately shoves the microphone into Shawn Lester's chest and walks off screen. Shawn Lester smiles as he claps and cheer Darin Zion on as the scene fades to black.]

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CAGE OF DEATH MATCH
ADAM STRYKER vs DARIN ZION

["Killin In The Name of" by Rage Against the Machine blares and Noah makes his way to the ring to a mixed reaction. He might threaten to hit a fan or two as he makes his way to the ring. As he poses in the middle of the ring a gold and green pyro waterfall goes off behind him. Noah climbs the turnbuckle for a moment, wearing a suit and holds his fingers in the ring for a moment. Noah jumps down and rolls out of the ring much to the crowd's delight. Noah then sits right beside RIcky after shaking both Ricky and Chris' hands. Noah dons the head set as the Cage of Death starts to lower from the rafters. ]

Chris: Welcome Noah! I'm really excited to have a veteran who's competed in a Seventh Circle match here tonight. It's not every day we get someone who competed in one.

Noah Hanson: That's right, Chris! Not many people recognize that I actually competed in the first Civil War match alongside the douche bag who's trying to end Adam Stryker tonight.

Ricky: To say it's a brutal match is truly an understatement.

Noah Hanson: Precisely! It shortens careers is an understatement as well Ricky. Honestly, tonight, someone's not walking out of this match the same. In fact, I did your guys job better. I put together a video showing the hatred of these two men.

Chris: Thank you Noah, that was nice of you! We'd like to keep you.

Ricky: Or kick your ass...we don't need help!

Noah Hanson: Shut up Ricky and enjoy!

[We cut away to a clip show highlighted by Lorde's "Glory and Gore." We see many clips of Adam Stryker and Darin Zion's feud. We see Darin Zion fly off the ladder into the sound equipment. We see Darin and Stryker team up, we see Darin Zion and Noah Hanson competing in Civil War. We see Adam Stryker competing in three cage of death. We cut away from all the hype and immediately the crowd starts hyping up the match up.]

Crowd: SEVENTH CIRCLE! SEVENTH CIRCLE! SEVENTH CIRCLE!

Crowd: FUCK YOU ZION! FUCK YOU ZION! FUCK YOU ZION!

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

Noah Hanson: It seems I hyped this crowd up good. Great, I want to seem Rome burn down in a day, the Establishment is a poison honestly.

Chris: Yes, and Adam promised that he'd take down the Establishment....and here he comes!

["Wrong Side of Heaven" by Bad Company hits the PA system. 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 down. Adam comes out wearing a pair of tights with Stryke Him Down on the sides and a couple of knee pads with thumbtacks on them.]

Alexis Lace: "From Los Angeles, California, weighting in at 220 pounds... "The SoCal Switchblade"... ADAAAAAAAM... STRYYYYYYYKEEEEEEER!"

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 stretches out to prepare for the match.]

Noah Hanson: If I can beat Zion and any of my other former Sex and Money tag partners could do it, then Adam Stryker has a great chance. I'd personally love to see Adam Stryker shut Darin Zion's big mouth up. Many have tried to do it and no one has successfully shut him. And let's face it, Zion's lost a lot of matches in his career.

Ricky: Yes, but it's the Legend of Zion that burns through PWX. No one's ever stopped him! Even I couldn't tear him down! No matter how much Zion got torn down, he's rose from the ashes. And here comes MY favorite for this match...our great boss!!!

Chris: Oh brother, this is going to be a long night!

["Hail to the King" by Avenged Sevenfold immediately hits the PA System. The lights go down and a giant spotlight hits the arena as the crowd immediately boos. Darin Zion immediately walks down in a pair of cargo shorts, looking like he's about to go to war. As the light hits Zion he immediately walks pas the crowd and glares immediately at Stryker and stares a hole in him. Stryker does the same as he sees Zion.]

Noah Hanson: Cold, calculated and cunning! Zion has no love loss from this crowd. They're trying to heckle him immediately. Hell if I wasn't forced to sit here and watch, I'd join Stryker in killing Zion.

" Hail to the king, hail to the one
Kneel to the crown, stand in the sun
Hail to the king

Hail!
Hail!
Hail!
The King..."

[Darin Zion bows and smiles as he embraces the crowd booing him. Darin sticks his arms up in the air and pyro goes off. Zion jumps immediately up and down, amping himself up for a moment. He then immediately charges the ring and slides into the ropes. He climbs the turnbuckle, where the boos continue to get louder and louder.]

Alexis Lace: And he ails from Chicago, IL! He weighs in tonight at an amazing 235 pounds. Ladies and gentlemen, he's a future hall of famer, he's a former grand slam champion, and the current owner of PWX and our savior: DAAAAAARIN......ZIIIIIIIOOOOON!

Noah Hanson: Oh God! How much did that bastard pay her to say that. I can't believe he made Lace say all that bullshit.

Chris: That's Zion for you guys!

Ricky: Would you two please shut up! We're about to kick this blood bath off and you two just want to bash our wonderful owner.

Chris: I hope after Stryker overcomes Zion he comes over here and kicks your ass next.

Noah Hanson: That's of course if I don't get the opportunity first!

[The referee asks for the Code of Honor to be enforced, knowing full well there's going to be a war brewing in this ring. Zion immediately walks up to Adam and quickly spits directly in his face. Adam then immediately tries to nail Zion with his fist, but before Adam can even think about anything else, Zion clobbers Stryker with a pair of brass knuckles before the bell rings. The bell rings and Darin immediately continues to hit Stryker with a few shots in the head, making him fall to the ground. Darin rushes across the ring to grab four kenzans and a steel chair. Darin places three of them in his pocket. As Adam lays down knocked out, Darin immediately grabs kenzan, places it on Adam's back and HAMMERS the steel chair multiple times on Adam's back. He grabs the second through fourth kenzans to repeat, and continues to hammer around Adam's back as he screams in pain.]

Ricky: There's that ruthless aggression from our boss, Darin Zion. No one knows how to create backbones better than himself.

Noah Hanson: Really Ricky? I thought you honestly were better than kissing someone's ass. Zion doesn't have a back bone. Two reasons, number one, he's making me wait until Never Say Die this year to even have a match with me, and number two, he started off a Cage of Death with a blind side attack. How can you even condone that?

Chris: Noah's got a point Ricky! DELIEVERENCE! You definitely get to have two people against you! Thanks Noah, I always got tired of Ricky trying to double team me with people.

Noah Hanson: Just focus on the match. I definitely want to see what kind of spineless creature Darin Zion's become.

[After hammering Stryker in the back for a few moments, Stryker rolls out of the way and out of the ring, trying to get some rest on his back. He tries to pull the Kensans out, but cannot. While he's trying to pull the kenzans out of his back, ZIon immediately grabs a bamboo stick, laced with barbed wire left in the ring. He sees Stryker weak and immediately hits his head with the stick against the ring poll. Adam lays lifeless against the turnbuckle. Darin then reaches under the ring and grabs a set of cinder blocks from under the ring. Zion immediately puts one right behind Adam. Zion grabs Adam and hits a German Suplex, back first onto the blocks. Adam screams for a moment, while Darin looks off into the crowd, sadistically.]
Crowd: STRYKE HIM DOWN! STRYKE HIM DOWN! STRYKE HIM DOWN!

Noah Hanson: This crowd wants Adam to revive and take Darin's head off as much as I do!

Chris: How appropriate, I feel like a roman gladitor!

Ricky: Would you two shut up? I'm trying to watch Darin Zion's genius move! He's obviously knocked Stryker out and now he's placing Stryker on the cinder block down. And....

BOOOM!!!!

All Three: OUCH!

[Darin Zion immediately drove the second cinder block stiffly into Adam Stryker's chest. Adam lays down, unconscious Darin scrambles towards the cage for a moment. However, Darin doesn't see Adam Stryker channeling into the crowd's love for him. Stryker pulls the cinder block from off of him and rolls out of the way. He takes the cinder block and places back on top of the other one and hides. Darin quickly looks down and launches his elbow drop from the top of the cage. Darin eyes widen as he watches Adam roll from out of the ring and collides side first into the cinder blocks.]

Noah: Classic! Just classic! It's something I wish I could have done to both Zion and Hollywood while training them. He definitely has a broken rib after that fall. He crushed TWO cinder blocks. If only I could have broken both of their ribs nine years ago.

Chris: Yes, we wouldn't have the Establishment and Zion would be neutered.

Ricky: This is just sick! Both of you guys tearing apart OUR benevolent owner. He's done nothing but nice things for...

Both Noah and Chris: SHUT UP RICKY! Watch the damn match and do your job!

[Zion rolls around for a few minutes, but Adam Stryker doesn't take any time in immediately capitalizing on Zion. He sets Zion up against the cage and drives his knees straight to Zion's face multiple times. Blood immediately runs down Zion's face as the thumbtacks engage with his face. Stryker then proceeds to lift up his boots for a moment. We see the attachable cleats on them. Stryker immediately drives his foot straight to Zion's face and more blood comes pouring off Zion's face. Adam quickly slides the boots off and immediately picks Zion up. He looks over towards a glass shelf laying in the corner. He immediately grabs Zion and hits a belly to belly suplex and sends Zion crashing into the glass.]

Chris: Holy hell! Stryker has broken Zion's pride! I don't think I've seen such a stiff shot into...

Noah Hanson: Just don't try to sell it! Like I said earlier, Adam's going to have to kill Zion. Little known fact: after Zion and I participated in the first Civil War on the same team, Darin Zion has NOT lost a Seventh Circle match...grant it, this is his FIRST singles match, but honestly, Zion's just built for this match. Like I said, you'll have to kill him.

Ricky: Yeah! And what's funnier, Zion's gotten injured in every single Cage of Death match he's participated in too! Not trying to undersell my boss, but it's better than Adam Stryker's record of 0 Cage of Death wins.

Chris: But didn't you say that about Adam in the Ambulance Match? Adam immediately came back and KILLED Zion's undefeated record in those matches. Adam definitely has a killer instinct about him. He lets his actions speak louder than his words and....OUCH!

[Adam grabbed a set of thumb tacks and kept jabbing them into Zion's back violently. Adam then doesn't look satisfied with the pain he's dealing to Zion. Adam grabs the barbed wired bamboo stick. Adam then takes his thumbtack fists and jabs them straight into Zion's balls. Zion screams and Adam jabs the barbed wired bamboo stick into Zion's mouth and sets him up towards another piece of glass. Adam hits the Russian Leg Sweep and immediately drives ZIon's brains into the glass. The crowd immediately goes nuts for Adam gaining more control in this match.]

Crowd: Stryke Him Down! Stryke Him Down!

[Adam then sees a steel chair with barbed wire covered on it hanging from the cage. Zion immediately starts to wake up. As Adam starts to climb the cage, Zion grabs a table out of desperation he sees in the corner. He sets it up and immediately sets it on fire. Zion laughs as Adam starts trying to pull the steel chair down. Zion climbs underneath Adam and sets him up on his shoulders from the cage top. Zion latches onto Adam's legs and hits an electric chair drop and drives both men back into the flames. Adam lands on his neck and starts grabbing it. Zion lands spine first on the concrete. Zion starts holding his back.]

Ricky; Sweet vengeance! Sweet mother of God! We got to see some neck damage!

Noah Hanson: I just honestly hope that Stryker's neck survived that hellacious fall! It definitely looks like that drop hurt big time.

Chris: All I know is Zion's starting to come too, and he doesn't look too happy!

[Zion smiles for a moment, holding his surgically repairs back for a moment. He watches Adam wincing in pain while he immediately grabs a set of thunbtacks. However, Zion just doesn't get creative, he starts setting up to chairs near each other in the ring. He pours the thumbtacks all over the chairs and underneath them. As he's doing that, Adam tries to run in the ring. Zion then positions himself for the momentum and grabs Adam. He walks him right into the trap. Zion immediately takes Adam Stryker and drives him forcefully with a vertebreaker head first into the chairs and thumbtacks. Zion then grabs a staple gun and immediately drives staples into Stryker's already kensan laced back. Stryker screams out in pain. Zion then grabs a few light tubes and sets them under Stryker. Zion immediately climbs the top turnbuckle and hits a picture perfect Shooting Star Press onto the light tubes and devistates Adam's already pain driven back.]

Noah Hanson: Shit! Zion's working on that back.

Ricky: Definitely a great thing! And he's going to make the cover hoping he's done a lot of damage!

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Chris: Adam's still got spirit in him after that one. I didn't think Adam would want to continue that, but I know his hatred for Zion drives him more now than ever.

[Zion slams his fists into the mat and starts yelling at the referee, letting his emotions get the best of him. While he does this, Adam grabs a thing of C4 and tosses it into a trash can laying in the ring. Adam then sets himself up in the corner while Zion's not paying one bit of attention. As Zion turns around, Adam hits a gore onto Zion.]

Noah Hanson: TRIBUTE TO ADAM'S DAD right there! He's back in this thing!

Chris: Desperation move for sure, those kensans in his back aren't going to stop him.

[Adam picks Zion up and immediately hits a devistating power bomb onto a trashcan that explodes directly into Zion's back. Zion starts screaming in agony. Adam then grabs a few kensans himself. Adam reaches down into the ring and finds a sledgehammer and smirks for a moment. The crowd immediately gets involved with this.]

Chris: If Zion thought driving four kensans into Stryker's back with a chair was hard.

Noah Hanson: Oh fuck! I would surely hate to watch this one. This one might require some surgery!

Ricky: OUCH! OUCH! OUCH! OUCH! How could he do that to Zion's back!

[Stryker drives the sledgehammer and the kensans into Zion's back. Stryker laughs as now both men have a handicap. However, Stryker smiles for a moment, he looks around and finds a weed whacker. Stryker then grabs the weed whacker and turns it on, blading Zion's back more. Adam then drives the weed whacker more into Zion's back hoping to weaken it. Adam then grabs the ladder in the corner. He sets Zion on the top turnbuckle and sits the ladder and a piece of a glass on it. Adam goes for it, but Zion immediately dives off the turnbuckle with a cross body. Zion then starts to go primal and go for normal wrestling background. Zion grabs Adam and tries to him a suplex, but Adam immediately leaps over and hits a clotheline. Adam whips back up and grabs Zion up. He holds him for a moment, stalling. Zion wiggles, but cannot get out of it....BRAINBUSTER straight into the ladder head first into the glass.]

Noah Hanson: He finally educated Zion! Maybe Zion will come to and actually fight me. He never used to be a coward before all this crap.

Chris: That's true, but I think the years of Civil War matches did it too him.

Ricky: Where did he Stryker get that from?! NO! NO! He's choking Zion out!

Chris: Perfect! I hope Stryker kills him.

[Adam Stryker immediately grabbed a chain and locks hit around Zion's neck in a Tazzmission with the chain around Zion's neck. Zion immediately starts struggling. He gasps for air, but finally, Zion starts jabbing Stryker in the side of the stomach. Adam releases the hold. As Zion comes to his feet, Stryker starts to swing the chain, but Zion ducks underneath it and comes around and nails a beautiful disaster kick on Stryker. Darin Zion finds a guitar in the ring and another bag of thumbtacks. Zion pours the thumbtacks in the guitar. Stryker stands up and Darin nails him in the head with the guitar and thumbtacks shower all over Adam Stryker. Zion then grabs Stryker and tries to hit the delusions of grandeur, but Adam flips back to his feet. As Zion recovers, Stryker hits a knee lariat in Zion's face. Adam grabs Zion and pulls him near a cinder block. He picks Zion up and immediately drives him into the cinder block with an Alabama Slam. Stryker then gets onto the top turnbuckle and hits a leg drop onto the block causing it to explode with both men on it. They both reel for a moment in pain, but Adam covers Zion up.]

ONE!

TWO!

NO!!!!

[Zion kicks out without a second thought in the world. Adam holds his hands up in the form of a two. Adam then grabs some fish hooks and jabs them into Zion's back and pierces them through. He drapes some barbed wire through them, and pulls Zion into a Mexican Back cradle. Zion screams in pain. Zion screams as he's getting crucified. Stryker immediately lets up on Zion. Stryker grabs a few light tubes and nails Zion straight in the head with them. Stryker then grabs a table and sets up a table with C4 on it. He sets Zion on it for a moment and grabs a ladder. Stryker climbs to the top of the ladder Zion lays back up. Stryker looks up and signals towards the crowd.]

Crowd: STRYKE HIM DOWN! STRYKE HIM DOWN!

Crowd: FUCK YOU ZION! FUCK YOU ZION!

Chris: Nero's Decay is being set up for! He wants to end this right away with a bang. Both men definitely have tried to kill one another throughout this match.

Noah Hanson: He's at least got to save me some! I've trained Zion and I want to be the one to end him. But honestly, I've got to say I'm proud of both men. While Stryker's a maniac in this ring, Zion's definitely putting SOME of my training to use. I'm shocked to say the least.

Ricky: What do you mean?! ADAM'S ABOUT TO END HIM! NO ADAM! DON'T HURT MY PAYCHECK!!!!

Noah: Wait for.....wait for it......


*BOOOOOOM!*

Noah: Playing possum! Told you Zion wasn't done, I always hated teaching him that trick!

[Adam Stryker immediately goes for Nero's Splash, but immediately Zion hears Stryker from the crowd and rolls off the table and the C4 explodes directly in Adam's face. Zion get towards the turnbuckle and holds himself up for a moment while he waits for Adam to come to. Darin turns and sees Adam's cleats laying on the ground. As he does, he grabs the barbed wire steel chair that feel down from earlier. Adam crawls towards the turnbuckle, but Darin immediately rushes towards Stryker and nails him with the cleats in the face with a gun packet. Zion rips the cleats off and puts Stryker on the top turnbuckle. Zion tries to hit a suplex off the turnbuckle. Stryker immediately fights back. He gains advantage. Stryker then fights back and tries to gain control. Stryker leaps off the turnbuckle. Zion immediately gains control and sends Stryker into the barbed wired spider web. Zion grabs a kendo stick and tapes a light bulb to the kendo stick. Zion immediately swings it and hits Stryker in the back with it. ]

Crowd: FUCK YOU ZION! STRYKE HIM DOWN! FUCK YOU ZION! STRYKE HIM DOWN!

[Zion then smiles as he sees some gas and a match. He pours it on the top of the kendo stick and lights it on fire. Zion then drives a few shots with the burning kendo stick and hammers it into Stryker's back on the metal parts. Stryker screams as his skin starts to sear. After Zion lays multiple shots into Stryker's back, Zion throws the kendo stick onto the ground. Zion then grabs the barbed wired spiderweb between the cage and the apron. Zion then picks Stryker up and hits the FU onto it...VINTAGE CENA style. Zion then climbs the cage and gets on the scaffolding on it. Adam starts to get up. Zion sets up for it and immediately lands a rapture leg drop and nails it on top of Stryker's head. The crowd immediately boos as Zion reels in pain. He crawls over on top of Stryker and covers him.]


ONE!

TWO!

THRE.....NO WAY!!!!

Noah Hanson: I cannot believe it! NO ONE EVER KICKS OUT OF THE RAPTURE LEG DROP!

Chris: I know, Stryker's definitely done something major, especially after getting his body driven into the spider webbing like that.

Ricky: I hate to say it, but Zion PICKED Stryker well, unfortunately for my man, it's not over. Stryker's definitely going to continue this match.

[Adam gets back to his feet first as Zion's back starts to act to all the pain he's been through. Both men look exhausted. Darin immediately rushes to spear Adam after he gets back to his feet, but Adam ducks and Zion lands headfirst into the cage. Adam grabs Zion and suplexes him against the cage three amigos style. Adam reaches underneath the ring and grabs a taser. He hits it directly into the kensans and Zion starts to seize for a moment. Adam smiles for a moment then reaches up and grabs a cheese grater. He starts grating Zion's back a few times. Adam then sets Zion in the corner of the cage for a moment. He grabs two glass sheets, then grabs the cleats again. Stryker then hits the Headhunter kick directly through the glass and into Zion's face. Stryker holds his leg for a moment before he smiles. He sees a chair setting on a table. He grabs Zion and pulls him up onto the table. Zion fights for a moment, but Stryker then takes him and hits a Holyshitplex onto the chair, driving Zion's head straight into the chair and causing his body to fold up. Adam covers up ZIon.]

ONE!!!!

TWO!!!!

THRE!!! NO!!!!!

Noah: Stryker almost put Zion out to pasture! Zion's history with neck injuries that me and many other members from Sex and Money gave him over the years almost came into play.

Ricky: Yeah, unfortunately for you, you taught Zion a little too well over the last few years. He's definitely become more intense as the years progressed. And while he's struggling right now and flinching, Zion's still in this.

[Adam gets frustrated right now. Adam grabs two tables and stacks them on top of one another. He immediately sets up a ladder and carries Zion up it over his shoulder. As soon as Zion gets on top of the ladder, he tries to fight with Stryker, tries to pull his hair. However, Stryker hammers him with his fist in his ear and knocks Zion out. Adam immediately turns around and signals for it. He hits a Nero's Decay on ZIon's back. Zion cringes as his kensans drive deeper into his back. Adam covers Zion yet again.]

ONE!

TWO!

THREEEEE.....NO!

Chris: Two and nine tenths. I can tell Zion's back is starting to bother him.

Noah: Yeah, Stryker's worked a lot of the areas that Zion had damaged in the first Civil War. He definitely isn't in a good position. Keep it up Adam, this crowd's ERUPTING for you massively.

Ricky: Yeah, it's pathetic!

Crowd: FUCK YOU ZION! STRYKE HIM DOWN! FUCK YOU ZION! STRYKE HIM DOWN!

[Adam gets back up from the wreckage for a moment, as he does, Zion grabs his brass knuckles and hits Adam square in the balls. Zion smirks as he regains control of the match. Fans start to throw some beer bottles into the ring. Zion smiles as they come in. Zion grabs the can of gasoline. He pours some into the bottle. He grabs a piece of cloth off his ripped cargo shorts and shoves it in. As Adam's back up, Zion grabs into his pocket and pulls out a Zippo Lighter with Morgana's name on it. He lights the piece of pants on fire and shoves it into Adam's trunks. It explodes into his ass and Adam freezes. Adam smiles for a moment and screams at the fans "That's YOUR fault bitches!"]

Crowd: FUCK YOU ZION! FUCK YOU ZION! FUCK YOU ZION!

Ricky: Look at that creative genius of Zion turning it against the fans. Turning a perfectly good beer bottle into a bomb and blowing up Stryker's ass cheeks.

Noah Hanson: Yes, almost MacGuyver-ish with that one. Haven't seen that happen in PWX in a while. But yeah, I don't think Stryker will be sitting down after this match.

Chris: And...NO! NO! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

*CRASH!!!*

[Darin Zion set up a pane of glass and immediately hits a Death Valley Driver, head first, onto the glass 'table' created with steel chairs. Stryker lays lifeless while Zion smiles at him for a moment. Zion immediately reaches under the ring and finds a dildo underneath the ring. He sees a note: With Love: Morgana. Zion immediately smiles as he pulls out the dildo.]

Noah Hanson: And now we have sex toys in a cage of death match? Good God man! You don't think?

Ricky: ANAL RAPE! ANAL RAPE!

Chris: DELIEVERENCE!

Ricky: Really Chris?

Chris; I didn't want to hear your witless banter, so I threw in some of my own.

Noah Hanson: Would you two please shut the fuck up and actually do your job.

[Darin Zion immediately shoves the dildo up Stryker's ass. Zion moves Stryker towards the thumbtacks spread all in the ring. He picks up Stryker and hits a Bubba Bomb on him and drives Stryker ass first into the mat. Stryker's eyes immediately light up and he screams for a moment. Zion rips it out and starts slapping Stryker in the face with his shitty dildo. Zion then tosses it up. Zion then looks around and sees a dry erase board from the Office Space Massacre match earlier in the night. Darin Zion wraps it in barbed wire. He then pours a lot of thumbtacks onto it. He then lights it on fire with the zippo and gas. Adam then gets up. Adam and Zion fight back and forth for a moment, but finally, Zion hits a delusions of grandeur into the object. ZIon smiles and pauses for a moment. He grabs the barbed wire steel chair and runs up to Adam Stryker and hits the Zion Effect on him. Darin immediately covers Adam on places all his weight on his shoulders.]

ONE!

TWO!

THREEEE....NOOOOO!!!!!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Crowd: STRYKE HIM DOWN! STRYKE HIM DOWN!

Chris: Even after Zion tries to put Stryker down, he's not down. I think both of these men need to take it slow.

Ricky: NO! KILL HIM! KILL STRYKER! FINISH HIM OFF!

Noah Hanson: Calm down Ricky! No need to have a seizure over this. Darin only got the two count. It's not like you haven't watched a Zion match before...where Stryker beat his ass.

Ricky: But Zion...MUST..WIINNN!!!

Noah Hanson: Right, so the circle of despair in PWX can complete! It's funny Chris, I realized this that now that Hollywood and Zion run PWX, hell on earth truly exists and we're seeing it here tonight. Two men I trained still cannot put down this rookie. Grant it, I like Adam, he's got spunk, but Zion should have finished him by now. He's so showing me how he's going to tear me up at Never Say Die this year...right.

Chris: And flying monkeys will interfere in this match.

[Both men laugh.]

Ricky: Shut the fuck up and call this!

[Zion immediately grabs a couple of C4's and straps them down to the table. Zion then sets a glass piece on the table. Stryker comes to and fights back with Zion. Stryker hits a DDT. He recovers for a moment and sees the ladder near the scaffolding. Stryker gets on the ladder and tries to hit a moonsault, but ZIon counters back as he's coming off and flings Stryker head first into the thumbtacks with the move. Adrenaline pumps through both men's veins as Zion tries to charge Stryker with a clothesline, but Strryker picks Zion up and hits a suplex with Zion into the trash can. Zion screams as Stryker climbs the ladder again. As Stryker climbs, Darin immediately leaps on the top turnbuckle and lunges at Stryker. The crowd gets pumped up more.]

Crowd; STRYKE HIM DOWN! STRYKE HIM DOWN!

[Zion climbs the ladder and goes towards the scaffolding. Stryker then immediately gets back up and sees Zion taunting at him. Stryker climbs the ladder and both men immediately have a punch fest on the scaffolding. The crowd immediately starts a "boo, yay" chant. Finally after a while, we notice something starting to happen in the ring. The crowd immediately starts to watch the cage lifting off the ground. We cut towards a scene in the background. Jerry Clark stands and immediately flips the switch to raise the cage for a bit. He waits until it's about 10 feet off the ground. Both Zion and Adam Stryker immediately struggle as the cage.]

Noah Hanson: Shades of Pariah and Tyler Boyd. Only this time a disgruntedly Jerry Clark from earlier in the evening raises the cage. And it doesn't look like it's going back down.

Chris: This has to be it! Neither man has an escape. Whoever gets the final move off this will get end this fight.

[Darin Zion immediately gets control and tries to suplex Stryker off. Stryker immediately reverses it and gets behind Zion. He punches him and Zion almost loses his footing, but rebounds. Stryker kicks Zion after a rebound and tries to pick Zion up, but Zion fights back. Both men exchange it back and forth for a bit.]

Noah Hanson: It's Zion's...no Stryker's....it's a reverse fest on that scaffolding.

Chris: I cannot keep anything straight right now.

Ricky: No one's getting anything done! And it's keeping me on the edge of my seat. NO NO! NO!!!!!! WHEW!

Noah Hanson: This war between the David of professional wrestling, and the Goliath as I hate to call him that keeps going on without a winner. Someone's about to be bested...

Chris: AND IT'S!!!!!!

RICKY: HOLY FUCK! NO FUCKING.....WAY!!!!

[Adam Stryker finally drives his knee directly into Zion's face stiffly into his nose and bends him over. Stryker then immediately lifts his arms to signal for it and lifts Zion up high into the air. As Stryker lifts Zion for the power bomb, the crowd immediately screams loudly for Adam Stryker, covered in war wounds from his match.]

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

[Adam signals for it and immediately leaps 20 feet with Darin Zion in his hands and landed a sitting power bomb from off the scaffolding!!! Both men's body's immediately crash through the table. We witness a gigantic explosion of glass and table and both men collide right through the ring. The referee immediately checks down in the hole and the crowd immediately erupts.]

CROWD: THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!

Noah Hanson: No way both men have survived that fall. I've never seen ANYONE DIE to win a match like that. Adam Stryker and his DEVISTATING CAREER ENDING POWERBOMB AGAIN!

[The referee starts the count.]

1....

2....

3....

Chris: Last time we saw Adam Stryker hit this power bomb, Ricky started screaming in support for Adam Stryker back at High Stakes last year. Adam hits a powerbomb from a ladder into sound equipment. And he sadly topped himself.

4...

5...

Ricky: Yes, he sacrificed himself for the greater good of this company...bullshit, he just killed a man! He should go to jail.

Noah Hanson: Jail? This is a fucking Cage of Death! We're going to get a mother fucking blood bath Ricky! Stryker ended Zion the best way anyone in this company should, painfully. Zion opened his mouth, he deserved it.

6....

7...

Chris: Guys?! WHAT THE FUCK?!

[Adam Stryker immediately starts slowly crawling out of the hole on his own accord. He distracts the referee for a moment. The referee checks in with him and checks his reflexes, but Stryker pulls him off. He immediately sees a hand coming from the ring. It's struggling for a moment. Zion immediately pulls himself from the rubble of the crash. The crowd immediately erupts with cheers as Adam walks slowly over towards Zion.]

Crowd: FINISH HIM! FINISH HIM! FINISH HIM! FINISH HIM! FINISH HIM!

[Adam grabs a chain just in case Zion is pulling a fast one, but Zion can barely move his legs. Adam gets down towards Zion and looks at him. Zion glares immediately at Adam Stryker and immediately spits in his face. Stryker wipes it off his face, and he grabs the chain and locks in the Switchblade Special in with the chain wrapped around Zion's neck. Zion's face starts to turn blue and Zion refuses to tap. Stryker holds it in for a while and Zion slowly passes out of consciousness. The referee immediately rushes over as Stryker screams out and locks the lock in stiffer.]

Noah Hanson: The referee's gotten Zion's hand up. Zion's body I think has had too much for him. Could we finally see the day...will that circle come back around?!

*HAND DROPS ONCE*

Ricky: NO! NO! Zion's can't be out! HE CANNOT BE OUT! GET UP! GET UP!

*HAND DROPS TWICE*

Chris: ONE MORE! ONE MORE! ONE MORE!

*HAND DROPS THREE TIMES*

*DING DING DING*

[Stryker immediately releases the hold and stands over Zion's lifeless body. He motions for the World Title around his waist, declaring what he wants next. Stryker drapes the chain around his neck and climbs on the turnbuckle. He celebrates and signals for the crowd chants.]

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

Ricky; NOOOO!

Chris; Adam Stryker's beaten a former world champion. The question is, will Zion honor what he promised? Will Stryker be in line for the World Title at the next PPV? Will he face the winner of Stone vs. Ojeda?

Ricky: We won't know until Adrenaline 69, and will Zion even be alive for that.

[Adam Stryker gets down and immediately celebrates his Cage of Death win. He gets up and the crowd erupts, but you see Noah Hanson get up from the announcers booth. He immediately picks Zion up and whispers in his ear. Hanson then immediately signals down towards the referees and walks off and heads up towards Adam Stryker. Noah Hanson raises Adam Stryker's hand out of respect and leaves. Adam immediately glares down, sitting at the top of the entrance ramp as medics come over to attend to the lifeless Darin Zion. Adam admires the carnage, knowing that he's brought down at least one member of the Establishment...for now.]



WINNER: ADAM STRYKER

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The camera comes on, focused on Wrath, who is standing in his dressing room. The look of pure, unadulterated rage on his face is unmistakable. Wrath doesn’t waste much time and gets into what he needs to say.

John “Wrath” Ojeda: I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about this night. A lot of time dreaming about this night. To some people that may seem like a joke. It didn’t matter who was across the ring from me. I was put into exile because I was too powerful for then owner JPO’s own good. He couldn’t handle the fact that people were starting to gain a hold financially in this company that rivaled his own. He’s since succumbed to all of his demons and he’s not really a factor here in Pro Wrestling X, now is? And that’s why I’m here. Because the thing that was keeping me in exile is now gone. When I was working in companies across the globe, the only thing I could think about was going home. Going back to the colors and the place where my body and soul belonged too. That’s the only thing I wanted for a long time. And tonight is the night that I wanted for the longest time. I wanted my chance to reclaim what was stripped from me. I wanted my chance to right the wrongs. And that’s what’s brought me here tonight. That’s what has me fixing to stand across the ring from Troy Stone and break his spirit and his body down into tiny little pieces.

Wrath steps closer to the cameras and glares evily.

John “Wrath” Ojeda: Think you’re fucking cute Troy? Bumping your god damn gums when I’m on a flight on my way here. Did you think I wasn’t going to hear that shit?! Did you think I wasn’t going to laugh at your feeble attempts to worm your way out of what the fuck I had to say. You think I didn’t know your low class ass was going to pull some stupid ass bullshit like that. I knew you were going to wait until the last second to run your mouth. You always do. You’re a punk bitch that way. You think getting the last word in really makes a big impression. You think if you shout Troy Stone is great enough times it actually works out that fucking way. But the sad fact of the matter is, you’re a fucking joke. You don’t belong in the pantheon of greats in this company. You know why, your work ethic sucks. Don’t fucking lie to these people. Just because you won a bunch of awards doesn’t mean you fucking worked for it shit head. It just means you and your lips had a lot of firm suction on Brian Hollywood’s one eyed purple veined trouser trout and he handed you a bunch of easy shit. He handed you everything you fucking earned. You’re a spoiled little cunt of a kid and you’re going to get the shit smacked out of you. I should come to your fucking dressing room and kick you in the fucking jaw while you’ve got Hollywood’s little pecker in your fucking mouth. You think I give a flying fuck about who you beat. Other than Black… you’ve beaten irrelevant ass people.

Wrath snarls and backs up a bit.

John “Wrath” Ojeda: You think anyone gives a shit about Abigail Lindsey’s ass? No fuckiing way. Why? BECAUSE SHE NEVER FUCKING WRESTLES TROY! But that’s how it works. Your pussy ass runs and hides from every fucking challenge that comes your way. You hand pick your fucking challengers so you know you can beat the fucking schmuck you line up. I challenged you Troy. I dared you a week ago to come out and prove me the fuck wrong about who you were. I challenged you to step up to the plate and offer one fact that could say I was wrong about what I was talking about. But you couldn’t do it. You just hid and then spouted a bunch of nonsensical bullshit about why you’re great and I’ve got nerve for questioning your awesomeness. The only thing you’ve been awesome at is ducking people. You’ve ducked me every fucking step of the way Troy. You came out and stuck your nose in MY fucking business with your gay lover. I know you love chugging his sperm down like it was a cold brew on a hot day in Shawshank. I know you were mad that I was smacking him around and beating the breaks off his bitch ass, but you came out and got into it with me. Then you came out and sucked ass every week when you marched your way here. And now you think some grandiose speech and some big fucking sob story about how you can’t handle the criticism is going to suddenly make this night about you. Get the fuck out of here Troy. You know every step of the way you couldn’t take me. You knew every step of the way you didn’t want it with me. That’s why you pulled the bitch shit and ran your mouth while I was on the plane, thinking I wasn’t going to get another say in.

Wrath grabs the camera

John “Wrath” Ojeda: Well guess what, you don’t get the last fucking word bitch. I don’t care what you say. I’m coming out there and I’m beating your fucking ass. You want to disrespect me. You want to disrespect the fans that pay our bills. That’s fine. But you disrespect that belt, you disrespect the company that I fought and clawed my way back too… and I’m going to end your fucking existence Troy. I don’t care what I have to do. This ain’t going to be the last you see me Troy. If I win, I know your dumb ass is going to want to go again and get the shit kicked out of you yet again. If I lose, I don’t care what the fuck I have to do to get my hands on you. I don’t care if I gotta dig your dead grandmother out of the ground, mutilate her corpse, and drop it on your front lawn. I will get my hands on you again, and I’m going to beat the ever living piss out of you again. Troy, this was just about doing my job before. But through this month long trip with you, you’ve shown me exactly what you are. You are the worst that this business has to offer. Not because you lack talent, but because you lack the character. You lack passion, dedication, and all of the things that make the true greats of this business. Guys have come and gone in PWX, and some of them have had meteoric rises... but in the end, they become nothing more than foot notes because everyone knows they’re frauds. Everyone knows you’re a fraud Troy. You’re nothing more than Kenji Gosenkugi or Bradley Jackson. You have your time in the spotlight, but ultimately, your bulb burns our really quickly. And tonight, right here tonight, at Hostile Takeover IV…. I’m going to shut your lights off. I’m going to take away everything you hold dear and leave you wishing you had never started this endeavor with me. You’re going to wish that you had never thought it was a good idea to piss me off. In case you didn’t figure it out, they don’t call me Wrath for nothing. Ask Brian Hollywood what happens when I get mad. Ask John Pariah what happens when I get mad. I FUCKING DESTROY PEOPLE! I knocked your dumb ass out last week, and I’m going to knock your dumb ass out this week Troy. And maybe when I upper cut you this time, it will break your jaw and it will be wired shut so I don’t have to hear you speak in the third person anymore. Fuck you, you’re a fucking scumbag. You’re a bitch. You’re a pussy. And you better fucking run for your life faggot… because I’m coming out there to do what I do best.

Wrath steps back and looks at the camera.

John “Wrath” Ojeda: I PUNISH! KILL! REPEAT!

The crowd roars, Ojeda smacks the camera out of the camera man’s hand and storms out of the room.

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[The background immediately dims and turns to black. Suddenly we hear "Ushas" blast in the background. A match lights and we see Schmied's face, expressionless as it's completely covered. We hear complete and utter sadistic laughter. As Schmied adjusts his hands.]

Schmied: The hour and day finally came for Pariah, and now he lays in a pool of his blood and sins. You fans brought Pariah his solace tonight. I sent Pariah into the depths of hell where he and his children belong. Too bad I couldn't get the rest of the family for what he did to me. YOU NEVER EXPOSE the face of death, destruction, or misery. You don't get the pleasure of defeating the power of the hell's demon.

[Schmied laughs evilly as he continues to crack his knuckles. The camera pans around his face, completely covered in a black mask, looking completely evil. Schmied feels his face and looks down towards the ground, it's completely covered in fire.]

Schmied: I came into PWX to burn it to the ground, define its image, and mark my words, I'm the future PWX Champion. I've not been pinned or submitted. I've never lost. Anything I've touched, I've destroyed. Ask Ryan Kidd, ask Brian Hollywood, and now ask the dead John Pariah. I've taken down each man one by one to mark my territory. To make my domain.

Crowd: You suck! You suck! You suck!

Schmied: In fact, I've taken one man and brought him to the light. And now mark my words gentlemen, no matter who stands in my way rather in the present or the future, I'm ready to ascend to my rightful position: PWX Champion. And if I don't get my way, let's face it...I will OBLITERATE anything and everything that stays in my way. After all, I am YOUR BLACKSMITH and SAVIOR. HAHAHAHA!

[Schmied immediately walks into the flames as "Ushas" cuts off and we cut out of the seen.]

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MAIN EVENT
PWX CHAMPIONSHIP
STREET FIGHT
TROY STONE(c) vs JOHN OJEDA

The lights in the arena dim and “The Crown is Mine” by the Heavy Metal Kings hits over the speakers. Wrath walks out from behind the curtain carrying a handle bottle of Captain Morgan’s rum. Ojead takes a big gulp from it causing the crowd to roar. As Wrath starts to walk down the ramp, he stops by the railing in front of the adult fans and holds the bottle over their heads. They all lean back and Wrath starts to walk and pour rum into fan’s mouths as he walks down the ramp and around the ring.

I’m the numerical value of death
9 double-M, shower lead and explosives
Powder keg that engulf and devour men
South of Heaven in the mouth of madness
Shouting at the casket, these idiots is drowning in the vastness
My science is accurate while your favorite rappers be dying by accident
In the closet like David Carradine
Who the last man standing, who survive?
How can a man that stand on top of the water be crucified?
I never been the type to throw stones in glass houses
I’d rather throw lightning bolts and terrorize thousands
Make it happen when I lace the captain
Ran up in the Chase Manhattan
You can’t see my face, I’m masking, now taste my ratchet
It’s the Cult Leader, the Isa, Mohammed of terror
Every morning wake up and see God in the mirror
The truth-speaker, I’m the universal chronicle bearer
Like Charles Manson being interviewed by Geraldo Rivera

Wrath gets around the ring and most of the bottle is empty. Wrath climbs in the ring and climbs up on the turnbuckle. He bends back the Captain and finished the rest of it. Spitting some of it in the air as he jumps down from the turnbuckles.

The crown is mine

Alexis Lace: Introducing the challenger! Hailing from Charleston, West Virginia, and weighing in at a devastating 255 POUNDS! JOHN “WRRRATTHH” OOOOJEDAAA!

This is Heavy Metal Kings, hardbody shit, sniffing white
I’m concerned with dying, y’all are concerned with living life
I’m in the Church of Anton while y’all are kissing Christ
You ain’t fucking around with Billy or with Vincent Price
I have love for distance, I am the resistance
I am godly while y’all are just lacking some specifics
I study bullet trajectory, it’s my love for physics
Chicken ain’t got nothing to do with my love for biscuits
I am cancerous, everything that’s around me dies
I am scandalous, everything that comes out me lies
I believe that you got weaponry but I doubt the size
You won’t see me on anything, I’m poking out your eyes
A bunch of John Wayne Gacys, fucking clowns
Any of y’all that don’t embrace me, knuckle down
I don’t fuck with small pay, at least a couple pounds
I don’t need 12 to trash y’all, give me a couple rounds

Wrath grabs the ropes and starts stretching them and himself on them as he waits on Troy Stone.

Chris: Well look at this shit! Wrath is making friends with the fans. And he’s doing it in a very entertaining way. The whole front row is drunk now!

Ricky: They were already drunk to begin with Chris! And so am I!

Chris: Well, you always are anyway, so what’s new Ricky. What’s new is that Wrath certainly hasn’t been very friendly towards Troy Stone and Brian Hollywood. We heard from him early, and he wants blood. He wants a war Ricky.

Ricky: Yes, he does want a war. He may be the angriest person I’ve ever known, and we’re in a business full of angry violent people. And he’s a dickhead cuz I didn’t get any of that Captian!

"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, Troy's heavy Bruce Bown 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.

Ring Announce: From Orlando, Florida, weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds he is the current PWX World Heavyweight Champion of Divinity; Troy Stone!

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

Troy, Opehlia, Bruce and Megan walk down to the ramp as Troy walks with a cocky smirk on his face. Ophelia snaps at a few fans in the front row would are heckling Troy. Troy looks at the crowd before walking to the steel steps. Megan and Bruce stay on the outside as Troy and Ophelia slowly walk up the steps before Ophelia sits on the middle rope and allows Troy to enter. Troy enters the ring and circles the ring and ascends walks to the corner the top turnbuckle. He extends his arms and slaps his championship belt some more as Ophelia leans onto the ropes and admires Troy.

Stone: IT'S SHOWTIIIIIME!

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

Stone stands on the top turnbuckle as the boos rain in. Troy smirks before he jumps off the turnbuckles and takes off his shirt. Troy then gives his championship belt to Ophelia, before she gives it to Alexis lace on the outside. Ophelia gives Troy another quick kiss before departing to the outside to join Megan and Bruce. Troy walks over to the corner and leans on the corner, getting ready for the match.

Chris: Troy is looking to retain his title tonight! But this is the biggest test of his championship reign! This is the first time Troy Stone has been in the ring with an ungodly machine of destruction!

Ricky: And the Champion of divinity is going to handle it just fine Chris! He hasn’t held that belt the longest for no reason.

Chris: No, you’re right about that Ricky. This should prove to be very interesting to say the least. But Troy will have his hands full. Wrath has seemed to have the upper hand on him this whole month.

Ricky: Which is exactly why the champ will get the win here! He’s been playing with the challenger to learn all of his short comings! Wait a minute, the ref isn’t ringing the bell? What gives?

The referee climbs out the ring and gets into the face of Troy Stone’s entourage, throwing them out of the ring side area. They all protest, but the ref threatens them and they eventually leave. The referee walks back to the ring announcer and says something to her.

Alexis Lace: Troy Stone’s entourage has been removed from ringside to ensure that this match continues unimpeded!

Troy Stone begins to flip out and goes after the referee, but Wrath takes a couple steps forward and Troy returns his attention to Wrath. Wrath holds the empty Captain Morgan’s bottle up for Stone to see. Wrath tosses it in the air, and goes for the upper cut on Troy. Troy dodges the upper cut and swings with a big right hook. Wrath ducks it, lays into Troy with a left hook to the body; and then rises and levels Troy with a big uppercut that leaves Troy flat backed in the center of the ring. The crowd immediately erupts from the punch and Wrath plays it up to the crowd as the go nuts and the ref starts his count.

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Troy starts to get up from the mat and the ref stops his count.

Chris: Here we go again, Troy isn’t going to fall for it twice!

Ricky: He didn’t. He dipped it! Wrath missed!

Chris: So did Stone! WRATH DIDN’T MISS THAT TIME! He told him about the uppercut!

Ricky: NO! NO! NO! Get up Troy! Get up!

Stone gets up and shakes his head, shaking off the effects of the wicked right hand he ate. Stone circles around Wrath and shoots in for a double leg takedown. Stone gets it and goes into a step over toe hold. Wrath kicks him away and Troy comes back as Wrath sits up and levels him with a boot to the face. Troy jumps up and drops a knee on Wrath’s head. Wrath rolls away and Troy stalks Wrath from behind, waiting for him to get up. When Wrath does get up, Stone hooks in the Stone Sleeper and tries to clamp it down. Wrath whips him over his back and onto the mat. Stone grabs Wrath’s arm and goes for a triangle choke, but Wrath slips feet. Stone swings and kicks Wrath’s legs out from under him. Wrath hits the mat and Stone hooks in a front face lock quickly. Wrath works his way out. Wrath goes to shoot out of it, but Stone hits a swinging neckbreaker.

Chris: Stone went for the legs. They’re on the mat battling!

Ricky: That’s it Stone! Get him! Put him to sleep!

Chris: It’s going to take a lot more than that to put Wrath away.

Ricky: Swinging neckbreaker! He must not be feeling good after that.

Stone goes to pick up Wrath, but Wrath levels several shots off to Stone’s stomach and gets back to his feet. Stone takes a swing that Wrath ducks and Wrath catches Stone from behind. Wrath picks up Stone and nails him with a german suplex that has a rough landing. Wrath rolls through with it, hooking Stone for a dragon suplex. Wrath nails the dragon suplex, rolls through, picks up Stone in the full nelson and then hits him with the full nelson choke slam. Wrath stands up and beats his chest as Stone slides out of the ring. Wrath uses the ropes and slingshots between them and nails Stone with a dropkick. Stone slides onto the table and Wrath climbs up with him. Wrath stuffs Stone between his legs and then nails Stone with a piledriver through the announce table.

Chris: Wrath is back! Wrath is back! This ain’t going to end nicely!

Ricky: OH! That german suplex was rough! He could have broken his neck.

Chris: I don’t think he cares! Wait a minute! Move, Ricky! Move!

Ricky: We made it through the Cage of Death and NOW our table is destroyed! AND HE KNOCKED MY JACK AND COKE OVER!

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Wrath and Stone pull themselves out of the wreckage and Wrath lays into Stone with a couple of forearms. Wrath drives Stone back into the guard railing and then backs up a couple of steps. Wrath charges and Stone ducks, dumping Wrath into the crowd with a back body drop. Wrath hits the chairs and takes out a couple of rows. Stone comes out into the crowd and picks up a chair. Stone smacks Wrath in the back with the chair as he tries to get up. Wrath tries to get up again and Stone swings it again. Wrath eats it and gets up. Stone swings again and hits Wrath in the head. Wrath stumbles. Stone tees off again and Wrath wobbles. Stone hits Wrath again with a no protect chair to the head and Wrath drops to a knee. Stone swings four more times and then throws the chair on top of Wrath.

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Wrath starts to get up, blood starting to pour out of his head.

Ricky: Here comes the champ! He’s got the upper hand now!

Chris: Wrath is getting whooped on with a chair!

Ricky: He is down and out! No one could get back up from that.

Chris: Wrath is up! He’s up!

Wrath gets up and Troy turns around to see that he’s up. Troy charges in for a clothesline, but Wrath ducks it. Wrath starts to unload on Troy with a series of right hands that staggers Troy back across the ground and opening up a wake through the fans as security and fans scramble to get out of the way. Wrath whips Troy into a merchandise table and Troy tumbles over it, flipping as he does. T-shirts fly everywhere and Wrath closes in on him. Stone gets up and Wrath belts Stone with a right hand that sends Stone onto another table. Stone gets up and takes a big swing at Wrath, and Wrath scoops him up from behind. Wrath swings Stone over and nails him with the Viking Sledge! Wrath drops Stone on the concrete and leaves the ref to count.

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Stone starts to get up.

Chris: Wrath is on the come back. He’s using that evil right hand of his.

Ricky: That’s not good for Troy! Come on Champ! You got this!

Chris: THE VIKING SLEDGE! IT’S OVER!

Ricky: He’s up! It didn’t put him away!

Stone gets up wobbly and Wrath closes in. Wrath nails Stone with a stiff shot to the back and then whips Stone towards the merch tables again. Wrath closes back in and nails Stone with a couple of stiff forearms that drive Stone back onto the table. Stone fights back with a few forearms but Wrath lays him out with a bigger forearm. Wrath climbs on the table and tries to stuff Stone for another piledriver, but Stone picks him up from that position and hits Wrath with the TombSTONE finisher; driving Wrath through the table and leaving him in the wreck of broken table.

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Wrath gets up and doesn’t look happy.

Ricky: Wrath is on the champ and he’s going to have a hard time!

Chris: He’s getting his ass beat Ricky! Of course he’s having a hard time! No one has a good time with Wrath punching them in the face!

Ricky: Reversal! That’s how you do it Troy! Show him who’s the champ and why!

Chris: The God of War and Combat LIVES! He LIVES!

Troy closes in on Wrath and hits Wrath with a stiff right hand. Wrath laughs and shakes his head and starts to walk towards the ring, leaving Stone in the crowd. Stone tries to catch up, but Wrath grabs chairs and throws him into the ring as he goes. Wrath stops by the guard railing and waits for the running Stone. Wrath catches Stone with an overhead belly to belly suplex that sends Stone over the guard railing and back first into the ring post. Stone crashes and burns and Wrath climbs the railing and picks up Stone, rolling him into the ring. Wrath rolls into the ring, grabs the two chairs and opens them up, setting them across from each other. The crowd starts to buzz and Wrath gets up and sits down in one of them. Stone gets up and looks around at all the fans screaming. Stone sits down and Wrath points at his chin. Stone hits him and Wrath laughs. Wrath motions for him to do it again. Stone does and Wrath eats it and looks at Stone. Wrath rifles off The Stiffest Right in the Business and Stone goes to topple out of the chair. Wrath stands up and hits Stone with an uppercut that knocks Stone and the chair over.

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Stone gets up.

Chris: Oh no! We see this all the time. Someone punches Wrath and a switch flips! Troy is about to figure out you don’t throw hands with Wrath!

Ricky: OH SHIT! BAR FIIIGHTTT!

Chris: BOOM! That’s the sickest right hand I’ve seen from Ojeda well… ever.

Ricky: He got back up!

Wrath goes to close in on Stone, but the crowd’s gasps stops him. Hollywood comes from out of nowhere and hits Wrath with a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire. Wrath hits the mat and Hollywood dives on him, beating him in the head with the barbed wire bat. Hollywood reaches into his pocket and produces a pair of hand cuffs. Hollywood hooks one end of the cuffs to Wrath’s wrist and then hooks the other end to the top rope. Wrath struggles against it, and Hollywood steps out of his reach, laughing as he does. Hollywood looks at Troy and points at Wrath, screaming for him to “finish him”. Stone laughs and picks up one of the chairs. Stone walks over to Wrath and starts to swing at his head, nailing him about five times before he caves and falls back on the mat, his hand the only thing hanging from the top rope.

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Wrath gets back to his feet.

Chris: NO! Not like this! Stay out of it Hollywood!

Ricky: The boss comes to the rescue of the Champ! I LOVE IT!

Chris: He can’t keep Wrath down! Come on buddy! Fight your way out of it!

Ricky: He’s toast! He’s not going anywhere hand cuffed to the ropes!

Stone lines up Wrath again and nails him with another chair shot to the head. Wrath tries to fight back, but Stone stays out of reach and nails him with the chair again. Wrath drops to a knee and Stone swings again, laying Wrath out on the mat again.

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Wrath gets back to his feet.

Chris: Troy has the upper hand here! It’s seemingly hopeless, but Wrath won’t stop getting back up!

Ricky: No one ever said he was smart! I’d stay down if I were him!

Chris: That’s not his way Ricky!

Ricky: Well, it’s not going to do him any good.

Wrath starts to get back to his feet and Stone swings again and hits him in the back of the head, laying him out on the mat. Wrath goes flat on the mat, just in time to see TJ Codair running down from the back with a pair of bolt cutters in his hands. Hollywood tries to stop Codair, but Codair nails him with the bolt cutters and runs up the ring steps. Codair puts the bolt cutters to the top rope and chops the top rope loose near the hand cuffs. Wrath’s hands come free and he lays on the mat as the ref is counting.

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Wrath gets up, dripping blood on the ring.

Chris: TJ Codair may have just saved Wrath!

Ricky: WHY?!

Chris: Because TJ Codair has integrity and he wants the world championship to not be tainted! He wants to see this match go the distance like the rest of us!

Ricky: NO! NO! NO! WRATH IS UP!

Troy goes to swing the chair, but Wrath kicks him in the gut and he drops the chair. Wrath stuffs Stone between his legs and picks him up for a powerbomb. Wrath turns and nails Stone with a Warlord’s Wrath; bouncing him off the top turnbuckle and leaving him in a heap.

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Stone gets up!

Chris: The big guy is back!

Ricky: Stone just hit the turnbuckle! This may be it. NO!

Chris: It’s close!

Ricky: He’s up! The champ lives!

Wrath closes in on Stone and Stone throws Wrath into the ring post. Wrath stumbles backwards and Stone uses the opportunity to nail Wrath from behind; driving his head back into the post. Wrath turns around and stumbles into Stone. Stone picks up Wrath and hits him with the Absolute Divinity. Wrath hits the mat hard and Stone rolls back to his feet.

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Wrath gets up!

Chris: It’s over! Wrath should be done from that!

Ricky: There’s no getting up from that move! That’s what Troy breaks out for the bigg’uns.

Chris: He’s up! HE’S UP! YOU CAN’T KILL THE DEMON!

Ricky: NOOOO!! THAT WAS 10! NOOO!

Wrath gets up and stumbles, and then falls out between the ropes. Wrath hits the ground and when the ref starts to count, he tries to get back to his feet. Troy steps out between the ropes and goes for the corner. Troy goes to climb, but Wrath gets up and jumps, nailing Troy with a Dragon Uppercut that leaves Troy leaning against the turnbuckles as he sits on the sagging and almost broken top turnbuckle. Wrath gets back to his feet and then jumps up on the apron. He runs and grabs Stone, hooking him for a super-plex to the outside. Wrath hoists Stone and then drops back towards the concrete; nailing Stone with a sick brainbuster on the concrete. Both men splatter on the concrete floor and the ref starts to count.

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Wrath gets to his feet.

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Stone tries to get up and falls back.

TEN!

Alexis Lace: The winner of the match and NEEEWW PWX WORLD CHAMPION… JOHN “WRRATTHH” OOOOJEEEDDAAA!

Wrath collapses after the ten count and both he and Stone lay in a heap on the floor.

Chris: It’s over! WRATH IS THE NEW PWX WORLD CHAMPION!

Ricky: NOOO!!! NO! NO UNICORNS AND PONIES! NOO!



WINNER: JOHN OJEDA

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Chris: GOD DAMN! What a night it's been tonight! Hostile Takeover could very well go down as one of the best PPV's in recent PWX history!

Ricky: I'm just ready to go find what kind of fucking liquor they have because were going to be here for awhile!

Chris: That's right, folks, if you didn't know, were going to be touring all over Canada for the next month! So look out because PWX is coming to your city!

Ricky: God help us all!

Chris: Well that's all we've got tonight! Thank you all for joining us in an EXPLOSIVE action packed evening and well see you all next week as we return to Adrenaline TV for the fallout of this amazing PPV! Good night everyone!

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