Post by PWXonline on Mar 6, 2014 4:50:12 GMT -5
PWX PRESENTS: ADRENALINE 70: CHAMPIONSHIP CRAZEN
MTS CENTRE
WINNIPEG, MANITOBA, CANADA
WEDNESDAY, MARCH 5th, 2014
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[Adrenaline opens up in the back stage area. We open up near the production truck entrance where talents enter into the building. A bright red Ford Mustang opens up its doors in the backstage area. Suddenly, one of the suicide doors opens up and Adam Stryker walks out of the Mustang from the passenger side seat. Adam immediately walks towards the trunk and it pops right open and Adam grabs his bags. He immediately pulls them out and nods towards the driver. Adam mutters softly as the microphones can barely pick up the sound from the camera.]
Adam Stryker: Thank man!
Crowd: STRYKE HIM DOWN! STRYKE HIM DOWN! STRYKE HIM DOWN!
[The crowd immediately erupts as they see Adam Stryker walking towards the arena. They continually chant endlessly as Adam admires the scenary. The grey dismal concrete, the boilers, and the sun beaming in so nice and gently. Suddenly, from out of nowhere, we see Darin Zion, Morgana, Shawn Lester, Brian Hollywood, and Schmied standing in front of Adam, much to Adam's 'delight.' Adam scowls at them as Darin Zion claps for Adam Stryker. The crowd immediately boos unmercifully.]
Darin Zion: Congratulations Mr. Stryker, you're the next in line after tonight's main event to get YOUR PWX World Heavyweight Championship match at High Stakes. You truly earned it after your last two weeks of performances.
[Adam continues to stare a hole into Darin Zion's face. You can sense how Adam wants to rip Zion's face immediately off of his head and just destroy all of the Establishment members standing in front of him. All of the Establishment members smile towards Adam Stryker, almost as if they're hiding something. They're mischevious looks continue to beam as Zion walks up towards Stryker to extend his hand out for a hand shake.]
Darin Zion: See, now you have nothing to say because once again I gave you what you wanted. You begged and pleaded with me to give you your world title match. And I did. I came out and gave you the win against the DESERVED contender, my monster: Schmied. Yet once again, you...
Adam Stryker: You what? You extended your benevolence? If anything you tried to ruin me once again with your bullshit poltics, Darin. I told you, stay out of my fucking business, and I meant it. I didn't need you to come in and 'save me.' In fact, you just tainted me again, trying to torture me. Yeah, you sure welcomed me to the 'system' alright. If anything, you didn't want me to ruin YOUR system. You didn't want me to ruin...
[Darin Zion immediately stands up to Adam Stryker's face. You can tell Adam is holding back his hatred for Zion as you seem him squeezing his rolling bag's handle ever so tightly. You could almost feel it breaking as he's holding it. Zion looks at him and laughs for a moment, asking Stryker to hit him in the face, knowing he can full well fire Stryker.]
Darin Zion: No, Adam, I want you to come to the realization through me that PWX is such a flawed system. I told you that once you were under my wing. The system you fight for is so fucking flawed; that you must play political games to get where you need to go. That's not because I created PWX that way. That's because your boy John Pariah's worthless brother created the PWX bylaws. I simply gave you EXACTLY what you wanted. You've begged, bitched, and constantly whined for your title shot, but you in your mass ways never earned it. All you've done is..
[Adam immediately glares Zion straight in the face and cuts him off again.]
Adam Stryker: I what? I've tangled with Hall of Famers and BEATEN them? I've ruined some sadistic bastard's career TWICE because I'm better than him? I've won TWO Hybrid Championships, A few Tag Team Championships, and an Evolution Championship AND still haven't gotten the pay per view main event? Hmmm...funny thing, it sounds like I've had a Darin Zion career almost. I've had people holding me back constantly since day fucking one because they didn't like my 'attitude.' So fucking what? I've proven time and time again by making idiots like yourself tap out. I don't need help proving it, and in fact, I don't need...
[Darin Zion immediately snaps his fingers and Schmied and Shawn Lester immediately come back and start kicking Adam Stryker down. Schmied grabs Adam Stryker and Lester immediately hits Stryker in the balls a few times. Hollywood takes Stryker and smacks him in the face a couple of times. He mutters under his breath 'delusional bitch.' After all the men take turns at beating Stryker up, Darin Zion immediately gets in Stryker's face. He glares at him, almost void of any emotion.]
Darin Zion: You've what? You've had a Darin Zion career? FUCK YOU! NO ONE HAS HAD MY CAREER! You want to compare yourself to me?! HOW FUCKING DARE YOU COMPARE YOURSELF TO AN IMMORTAL!
[Zion looks down and starts laughing, almost like he's lost his mind. Zion sees Adam Stryker's bag lying on the ground and he immediately unzips it. Darin Zion stands over Adam Stryker's bag and continues to yell at Adam Stryker, almost visciously.]
Darin Zion: So you want to say I'm holding you back? That I'm a hypocrite? I get it! You never understood my fight. You never understood the bullying or the fucking pain I endured to get to where I am now. I get you, you think I'm a fucking joke like the rest of these fucking people in the locker room and in the crowd. You think this fucking story I portray about getting beaten up, careering people's bags, and held back because of my so called attitude that was invented is something to fucking laugh about? Right Stryker. You think that I've turned into the biggest fucking hypocrite in the world for the sake of joking? Well, tonight, I'm welcoming you to the system I fucking grew up in Adam. You get to EXPERIENCE my pain first hand you piece of fucking shit.
[Zion immediately drops his pants and the camera pans to Zion's top half looking on at Stryker, who's fighting to get free, but Schmied holds him back.]
Darin Zion: This is what I fucking had to put up with each fucking week. I hope you didn't fucking pay too much for your ring gear, your clothes, and all your fucking electronics.
[Zion immediately starts pissing in the bags as Stryker immediately starts fighting to get free. Stryker immediately turns a bright red due to his anger.]
Darin Zion: Not enough, boy?! You think this all is salvageable?! You think this is easy. Sure, you got all this shit through care packages from your wife, your family, and even fans you've cared about. I'm definitely sure the sentimental value is there for some of this shit. That's totally great. But let's make fucking sure you don't EVER want to touch this worthless shit again.
[Zion immediately squats down and takes a gigantic shit into Stryker's bags. Stryker immediately fights free, but immediately gets met with an Executive Promise to the face that knocks him out. Zion zips Stryker's bags back up, and signals for Schmied to pick him up. Zion immediately goes up to Adam's ear and starts whispering into his ear as the crowd starts chanting loudly.]
Crowd: FUCK YOU ZION! FUCK YOU ZION!
Darin Zion: Like I said last week Adam, welcome to the fucking system. Maybe next time, you'll listen to me. I gave you milk and honey, I took you to the promised land; but if you want the poison, then you got it, you little bitch!
[Zion moves out of the way and Schmied immediately levels Adam Stryker into his shit and piss filled bag with the Blitzkreig Hammer. Zion, Hollywood, Lester, and Morgana all laugh mercilessly as Schmied pulls back with an expressionless face. He walks back towards the crowd of the Establishment as Adam slowly starts to come to. Zion sits right besides Adam who's starting to wake up and spits on him.]
Darin Zion: Now, take your fucking bags and get your fucking ass back to the jobber locker room where you belong. From here on out, you change with the likes of Jarome Owens. If you disobey, kiss your title shot and your job good bye.
[The Establishment immediately walks away as Stryker starts to pull himself up. Stryker then takes his bag and immediately swings it and throws it across the arena. You see in Stryker's eyes he's fuming almost completely out of hatred. The crowd intensifies as the camera cuts to the Adrenaline opening.]
Crowd: STRYKE THEM DOWN! STRYKE THEM DOWN! STRYKE THEM DOWN!
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NEXT GENERATION CHAMPIONSHIP
NIKKI BLADE(c) vs JASON RICHARDS
[The bell rings immediately and Nikki eye rakes Jason. Nikki immediately tries to go for the roll up, but Richards kicks out of the pin immediately. They both immediately get towards their feet, but Jason grabs her and drops her towards the floor with a DDT. Richards goes for a few fists to Nikki's face, but Nikki rolls him over on his back and reverses the position. She starts to stomp around Richards' body, but Richards catches her foot and immediately locks her into a reverse Boston crab. He lets off the hold and he picks her up and he hits a snap suplex onto Nikki. As he picks her up again, Nikki immediately low blows Richards and he kneels over. She hits a couple of back elbows and immediately whips Richards into the ropes.]
Chris: Jason Richards got short sticked on his offense by Nikki Blade. While she does what it takes to try to get the job done, I honestly think Richards pure wrestling abilities will definitely be difficult to handle.
Ricky: You cannot beat Nikki Blade's talents....
Chris: Really? We need sexual references in ADR? That's just as bad as my delieverance lines. We cannot go one Adrenaline without you making a sexual reference. Oh great DELIEVERANCE!
Ricky: Are you going to do your job and call this damn match? You're disgracing our champion: Nikki Blade. She's kicking her shit up a notch...like literally.
[After nailing Richards with a Pele Kick, Nikki immediately sends Richards into the turnbuckle and stuffs her heel into Richards' face. She releases the heel from the corner and taunts the crowd a bit. Nikki then immediately charges towards Richards and gets met with a shoulder block from out of nowhere. Richards immediately runs the ropes and lands a standing shooting star press on Nikki. Richards immediately charges the ropes and tries to go for a moonsault, but Ashley rolls out of the way and Richards lands on his feet. He then immediately lands a drop kick onto her back. He then charges towards the ropes and immediately flies over the rope and smacks her in the face stiffly. The crowd immediately erupts as both competitors continue to give it their all.]
Ricky: I still cannot believe that Richards got the upper hand like that. He's definitely good I'll give him that. Not as good as Blade.
Chris: Yes, I'll give you that one. Richards definitely knows how to give us highlights, but Blade runs with Ojeda. She knows how to get the job done.
[Richards immediately gets on the apron and immediately kicks Nikki in the face stiffly. The crowd immediately screams oh as Jason's foot connects with Nikki's head. Jason immediately gets into the ring and tries to apply a cross arm breaker on Nikki, but she forces her way out almost instantly. Nikki gets up and kicks Jason directly in the face right int he mouth. The crowd immediately awws in complete exchitement hoping some teeth would come out. Richards immediately gets back up to his feet. Nikki immediately starts charging and Richards. Both execute and cross body and immediately collide with one another.]
Crowd: This is awesome! This is awesome!
Chris: Who would have thought Richards could take Nikki to this level? First night back onto the PWX scene and Richards is going to town. He definitely wants the gold right now.
Ricky: I'd say! He's met Nikki move for move. But he's about to see what Nikki Blade's all about. She's already recovered and she's about to lay an asswhipping on him.
[Nikki immediately removes her belt and starts striking Richards with it a few times. The referee doesn't call for a DQ as he's in the mood to let the wrestlers do whatever they want. The crowd cheers for the referee and Nikki as she tosses the belt out of the ring. Richards gets back to his feet slowly and gets met with a Tilt a Whirl DDT. Nikki then goes into the corner and signals for a move. As Richards gets up, she nails him with a Big Boot with the part of her heel directly into Richards' face. The referee gets up and intervenes. She acknowledges and appologizes. The crowd continues to get excited. As Nikki picks Richards up, Richards headbutts her and tries to regain advantage. He tries to roll her up into a cross arm breaker, but Nikki turns it into a school girl.]
ONE....
TWO....
KICKOUT!
[Richards immediately gets back to his feet. He grabs her and immediately tries to hit a backbreaker on her. She immediately reverses it. She grabs him and immediately bridges him again for a German Suplex pin.]
ONE...
TWO....
T....NO!
[She gets frustrated fora moment. She then charges towards him trying to put Richards into a spinning head scissors, but Richards catches her in mid move. Richards then grabs her and proceeds to drive her head directly into the mat with a stiff piledriver. The crowd cringes as her necks hits a bad direction. She holds her neck for a moment and the referee pulls Richards aside. Richards' gets upset as the crowd looks concerned.]
Crowd: Let's Go Nikki! Let's go Nikki!
Ricky: The crowd's concerned about Nikki, and I am too! She took that piledriver stiffly.
Chris: Yes, no joke. Richards craves that title, but don't count Blade out just yet. She's telling the referee to go away! What a true champion.
[Richards looks on angry as the referee pushes him away. As Nikki tells the referee she's fine, Richards immediately capitalizes on the opportunity. He immediately locks in the Seattle Stretch. Nikki screams in agony as she's locked into the middle of the ring. Richards puts all of his effort into the hold. After a few moments in the hold, Nikki immediately starts to crawl towards the ropes. She's about to make it towards the ropes, but Richards immediately pulls her back into the center of the ring. Nikki looks like she's going to give up due to the pain in her head and on her leg too. Richards lays into the hold more, but immediately Nikki rolls him out of the hold. She then immediately limps to her feet and hits a crecent kick directly into the face of Richards. Richards immediately gets back up and tries to hit the J.R. Driver on Nikki, but she grabs the ropes and holds back and Richards lands on his head. Nikki immediately jumps onto the top rope and kickly lands the Blade Cutter. She immediately hooks the leg.]
ONE...
TWO...
THRE...NO!
Chris: WOW! Richards won't give up.
Ricky: Yes, but he's pretty much starting to struggle back to his feet.
[As Richards starts to struggle back to his feet, Nikki immediately rushes at him and hits the Venom stiffly and plants Richards' face towards the mat. She immediately covers him again without any hesitations.]
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Alexis Lace: Here is your winner and STILLLLLL PWX NEXT GENERATION CHAAAMPION.......NIKKI BLAAAAADE!
Chris: What a match between Blade and Richards tonight. While Richards' lost, he still put a lot of heart and soul into that match.
Ricky: Definitely! While Richards' was hungry, Blade definitely hungered to retain her title more.
[Blade immediately grabs her belt and holds her neck as she celebrates her victory and climbs to the stage as the scene fades to black.]
WINNER: NIKKI BLADE
NIKKI BLADE(c) vs JASON RICHARDS
[The bell rings immediately and Nikki eye rakes Jason. Nikki immediately tries to go for the roll up, but Richards kicks out of the pin immediately. They both immediately get towards their feet, but Jason grabs her and drops her towards the floor with a DDT. Richards goes for a few fists to Nikki's face, but Nikki rolls him over on his back and reverses the position. She starts to stomp around Richards' body, but Richards catches her foot and immediately locks her into a reverse Boston crab. He lets off the hold and he picks her up and he hits a snap suplex onto Nikki. As he picks her up again, Nikki immediately low blows Richards and he kneels over. She hits a couple of back elbows and immediately whips Richards into the ropes.]
Chris: Jason Richards got short sticked on his offense by Nikki Blade. While she does what it takes to try to get the job done, I honestly think Richards pure wrestling abilities will definitely be difficult to handle.
Ricky: You cannot beat Nikki Blade's talents....
Chris: Really? We need sexual references in ADR? That's just as bad as my delieverance lines. We cannot go one Adrenaline without you making a sexual reference. Oh great DELIEVERANCE!
Ricky: Are you going to do your job and call this damn match? You're disgracing our champion: Nikki Blade. She's kicking her shit up a notch...like literally.
[After nailing Richards with a Pele Kick, Nikki immediately sends Richards into the turnbuckle and stuffs her heel into Richards' face. She releases the heel from the corner and taunts the crowd a bit. Nikki then immediately charges towards Richards and gets met with a shoulder block from out of nowhere. Richards immediately runs the ropes and lands a standing shooting star press on Nikki. Richards immediately charges the ropes and tries to go for a moonsault, but Ashley rolls out of the way and Richards lands on his feet. He then immediately lands a drop kick onto her back. He then charges towards the ropes and immediately flies over the rope and smacks her in the face stiffly. The crowd immediately erupts as both competitors continue to give it their all.]
Ricky: I still cannot believe that Richards got the upper hand like that. He's definitely good I'll give him that. Not as good as Blade.
Chris: Yes, I'll give you that one. Richards definitely knows how to give us highlights, but Blade runs with Ojeda. She knows how to get the job done.
[Richards immediately gets on the apron and immediately kicks Nikki in the face stiffly. The crowd immediately screams oh as Jason's foot connects with Nikki's head. Jason immediately gets into the ring and tries to apply a cross arm breaker on Nikki, but she forces her way out almost instantly. Nikki gets up and kicks Jason directly in the face right int he mouth. The crowd immediately awws in complete exchitement hoping some teeth would come out. Richards immediately gets back up to his feet. Nikki immediately starts charging and Richards. Both execute and cross body and immediately collide with one another.]
Crowd: This is awesome! This is awesome!
Chris: Who would have thought Richards could take Nikki to this level? First night back onto the PWX scene and Richards is going to town. He definitely wants the gold right now.
Ricky: I'd say! He's met Nikki move for move. But he's about to see what Nikki Blade's all about. She's already recovered and she's about to lay an asswhipping on him.
[Nikki immediately removes her belt and starts striking Richards with it a few times. The referee doesn't call for a DQ as he's in the mood to let the wrestlers do whatever they want. The crowd cheers for the referee and Nikki as she tosses the belt out of the ring. Richards gets back to his feet slowly and gets met with a Tilt a Whirl DDT. Nikki then goes into the corner and signals for a move. As Richards gets up, she nails him with a Big Boot with the part of her heel directly into Richards' face. The referee gets up and intervenes. She acknowledges and appologizes. The crowd continues to get excited. As Nikki picks Richards up, Richards headbutts her and tries to regain advantage. He tries to roll her up into a cross arm breaker, but Nikki turns it into a school girl.]
ONE....
TWO....
KICKOUT!
[Richards immediately gets back to his feet. He grabs her and immediately tries to hit a backbreaker on her. She immediately reverses it. She grabs him and immediately bridges him again for a German Suplex pin.]
ONE...
TWO....
T....NO!
[She gets frustrated fora moment. She then charges towards him trying to put Richards into a spinning head scissors, but Richards catches her in mid move. Richards then grabs her and proceeds to drive her head directly into the mat with a stiff piledriver. The crowd cringes as her necks hits a bad direction. She holds her neck for a moment and the referee pulls Richards aside. Richards' gets upset as the crowd looks concerned.]
Crowd: Let's Go Nikki! Let's go Nikki!
Ricky: The crowd's concerned about Nikki, and I am too! She took that piledriver stiffly.
Chris: Yes, no joke. Richards craves that title, but don't count Blade out just yet. She's telling the referee to go away! What a true champion.
[Richards looks on angry as the referee pushes him away. As Nikki tells the referee she's fine, Richards immediately capitalizes on the opportunity. He immediately locks in the Seattle Stretch. Nikki screams in agony as she's locked into the middle of the ring. Richards puts all of his effort into the hold. After a few moments in the hold, Nikki immediately starts to crawl towards the ropes. She's about to make it towards the ropes, but Richards immediately pulls her back into the center of the ring. Nikki looks like she's going to give up due to the pain in her head and on her leg too. Richards lays into the hold more, but immediately Nikki rolls him out of the hold. She then immediately limps to her feet and hits a crecent kick directly into the face of Richards. Richards immediately gets back up and tries to hit the J.R. Driver on Nikki, but she grabs the ropes and holds back and Richards lands on his head. Nikki immediately jumps onto the top rope and kickly lands the Blade Cutter. She immediately hooks the leg.]
ONE...
TWO...
THRE...NO!
Chris: WOW! Richards won't give up.
Ricky: Yes, but he's pretty much starting to struggle back to his feet.
[As Richards starts to struggle back to his feet, Nikki immediately rushes at him and hits the Venom stiffly and plants Richards' face towards the mat. She immediately covers him again without any hesitations.]
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Alexis Lace: Here is your winner and STILLLLLL PWX NEXT GENERATION CHAAAMPION.......NIKKI BLAAAAADE!
Chris: What a match between Blade and Richards tonight. While Richards' lost, he still put a lot of heart and soul into that match.
Ricky: Definitely! While Richards' was hungry, Blade definitely hungered to retain her title more.
[Blade immediately grabs her belt and holds her neck as she celebrates her victory and climbs to the stage as the scene fades to black.]
WINNER: NIKKI BLADE
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KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
There is a knock at the door. Brian Hollywood calls out, irritated.
Hollywood: Come in, dammit! Make it quick!
The door opens inward, and PWX rookie superstar Rhonin enters the office, scowling in frustration.
Rhonin: Hey, "Mr. Executive," what the hell was that shit you pulled last week, throwing me into this stupid handicap match with that gorilla, Alexander Atwater?
Rhonin growls, but the PWX legend remains unshaken.
Hollywood: First off, check that fucking tone of yours, rookie! Second, if I remember correctly, that "gorilla" beat your ass last week, so just maybe you could benefit from this partnership tonight!
Rhonin: Look, whatever bullshit you have planned for TJ Codair, I want no part of it. I don't play well with others, Hollywood. I am Rhonin. I have no partners, and I sure as hell have no masters! Just let me do my own thing, and atone the loss I suffered to Atwater last week.
Hollywood: Who the fuck do you think you are?!
Hollywood finally stands from behind his desk, stepping up to Rhonin, who does not back down, instead returning the piercing, fiery stare of Brian Hollywood.
Hollywood: Look, I read up on you, "Rhonin." You may not know who you are, but you sure as hell better learn very quickly who you are going to be in this company, because what I say, goes. And tonight, you are going to be Brian Hollywood's bitch. Tonight, you will march to that ring behind Alexander Atwater, and you will plant your head firmly up his ass, and follow his lead, and together the two of you will destroy that prick JT Codair. Now, I know you have trouble remembering things, but if you do happen to forget these simple instructions tonight, I will not hesitate to fire you on the spot, and that is an Executive-fuckin'-Promise!
Rhonin leans in closer to Hollywood, the anger flowing through his blood, his face a deep shade of red as he clenches his teeth and fists. The angrier he gets, the more Brian Hollywood seems to enjoy it, a smirk spreading across his face. Finally, Rhonin takes a step back, exhaling heavily. He looks Hollywood in the eyes.
Rhonin: There is one thing I will not forget after tonight- I will remember that "Mr. Executive," Brian Hollywood, is nothing but a cheap suit-wearing jackass!
Rhonin turns his back Brian Hollywood, who apparently has nothing more to say, although the proud smirk has sunk into a bitter snarl, as Rhonin shuts the office door behind him.
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[Noah and Sam are shown sitting backstage around a small cardtable, they both have a handful of cards in front of them and drinks.]
Sam: So what's the deal with your little Mystery Inc pals? Huey and Dewey?
[Noah looks puzzled...]
Noah: You mean Zion and Hollywood?
Sam: Yeah...
[Sam takes a drink from his bottle of scotch.]
Noah: Well they were part of the same group that we were in...
Sam: Sex and Money?
Noah: Yeah well they didn't exactly play well with others one was a pussy the other strung a little to tight. And one seems to have this misguided belief that being a big fish in a small pond is something to be proud of...
Sam: All that means is that he's easier to catch kid...
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[We’re backstage, where the two members of the Vox Populi are kicking their heels, Elijah Black wearing a Jack Off Jill t-shirt and eyeing up the camera]
Black: Correct me if I’m wrong, but for anyone watching the Tag Grand Prix, it seems that a lot of the white knights are falling by the wayside. The Knock Out Kings? Gone. The Hanson Family?
[Black points between himself and Everett]
Everett: We eliminated them.
Black: So while the white knights fall, the dark horses remain in contention, yet once again we’re seen as the afterthought in this whole thing because…well, I could go into it, but I’ve been told that Adrenaline is a two-hour show, and I wouldn’t want to affect the runtime too much.
[Black smirks]
Black: The field is getting thinner week by week, but there is one truth that people need to accept: we’re still here, and we’re not going away. And if people need to be reminded of this…well, we’re happy to remind them.
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HANDICAP MATCH
ALEXANDER ATWATER/RHONIN vs TJ CODAIR
The match begins as Codair and Rhonin are seen sizing each other up, they meet in the middle of the ring and lock up, as Rhonin quickly goes on the attack. Twisting Codair's arm, as Codair rolls out of the arm wringer. Codair quickly gets back to his feet as the two quickly lock up again. This time Codair twists Rhonins arm and brings him down for a quick armbar. Rhonin quickly reverses and snap mares Codair down to the mat. Codair rolls forward into the corner where Atwater is standing. Codair flips him off, as Rhonin charges at Codair, Codair side steps and pushes Rhonin into Atwater. Atwater drops down for a minute as Rhonin turns back to Codair as Codair quickly kicks Rhonin in the gut and hits a few forearm shots to the jaw.
Chris: Atwater just tagged himself in with a tag to the back, Codair doesnt know.
Atwater runs to the middle of the apron and jumps in as Codair is unloading on Rhonin. Atwater turns Codair around and hits a quick elbow strike to Codair sternum. Codair stumbles forward, Atwater does a swift kick the back of Codair's thigh, as Codair hobbles to the ropes. Rhonin gets on the apron as Atwater goes to hit Codair with a muay thai round house as Codair ducks quickly out of the way and hits a thunderous knife edge chop, he goes for another however is met with a spinning backfist, as Codair drops to his knee. Atwater goes for the knee to Codair's head but Codair blocks it and shoves him away real quick. Codair gets back to his feet, however takes a few quick thigh kicks. Codair limps a bit, as Atwater tags out to Rhonin who gets back in the ring.
Ricky: Oh, are these two actually going to work as a team.
Rhonin quickly comes at Codair and gets him with a drop toe hold, as Codair drops to the matt, Rhonin quickly locks in a leg lock and holds Codair there for a minute, Codair kicks Rhonin with his free leg and scrambles to the ropes. He tries to pull himself up however is brought back down to the mat with a double leg take down as Atwater is heard rooting him on.
Chris: Rhonin is looking impressive here, focusing on Codair's leg.
Rhonin grabs Codair by the leg and starts to kick the inner thigh, as pushes himself back to his feet, Codair hits an enziguri out of nowhere.
Chris: Look at that.
Codair gets back to his feet and hobbles to the ropes to hold himself up as Rhonin gets back to his feet and quickly tags in Atwater.
Ricky: For rookies, these boys are going about things smartly.
Atwater charges in with a flying knee to the cheek of Codair as Codair drops to a knee. Atwater pulls Codair back to his feet and starts to hit him right hook, then a left hook, a straight jab, an uppercut and then a haymaker punch as Codair drops right back down to his feet, Codair's cheek is cut as he turns up to see a knee coming towards his face. Codair quickly puts up a guard and blocks the knee shot. Atwater goes for a front Snap kick, but Codair catchs the foot, quickly stands up lock in a spinning Capture suplex right into the middle of the ring. The fans begin to erupt with a codair chant to get him back into this match.
Chris: Picture perfect
Codair gets back to his feet, as Atwater immediately kips back up to his and the two meet in the middle of the ring, Atwater throws a right hook, Codair blocks codair throws a left hook, Atwater blocks, Atwater goes for a front snap kick, Codair dodges, Codair goes for a round house Atwater ducks. Atwater goes for a reverse crescent kick as Codair rolls out of the way. Codair tries for a forearm smash but Atwater blocks, Atwater attempts a side kick but Codair pushes Atwater away. Codair does a bicycle kick but at water side steps and tries for a Spinning round house, which Codair blocks.
Ricky: What the hell is this, this is not a martial arts competition.
Codair goes for the leg sweep but Atwater jumps over, Atwater then comes out with a Yakuza kick but Codair ducks underneath. Codair throws a right hook but is countered with a block then an arm drag, Codair gets back to his feet, and immediately hits a japanese arm drag to Atwater. At water gets back to his feet and goes for a capoeria kick, Codair blocks with a jumping knee. Atwater goes for a spinning back kick, Codair catches that, and hits a dragon whip as the fans are cheering loudly. Codair and Atwater both get to their feet looking at each other.
Chris: Both men seem really impressed with one another.
Ricky: Who cares
Chris: I do, that was a very interesting desplay of both men's martial arts backgrouds.
Ricky: Wait, Codair has background.
Chris: Judo, he is a third degree black belt, why he is so good with the takedowns and reversals into suplexs.
Ricky: Things you learn.
Atwater backs up and tags in Rhonin as Rhonin gets back into the ring and looks at Codair as Codair cracks his neck. Rhonin and Codair lock up as Rhonin shoves codair back into the turnbuckles. Codair turns Rhonin around and shoves him up against the turnbuckles. Rhonin quickly turns it around on Codair and irish whips him out of the turnbuckles and hits a quick short arm clothesline. Codair bounces off the mat hard, as Rhonin quickly goes for the cover, but Codair immediately pushes him off. Codair rolls to his stomach as Rhonin curb stomps Codair in the back of the the head. Codair lays face first on the mat as Rhonin quickly hooks in the Cattle Mutilation. Codair screams in pain, as Codair pushes up, and gets on his knees, his face still buried in the mat. Codair sits up, then stands up as his leg buckles and Codair drops down backwards landing on Rhonin. Rhonin lays on the mat for a moment, then slowly gets back to his feet. Codair lays on the mat catching his breath, as Rhonin goes and tags in Atwater. Codair slowly gets back to his knees, as Atwater pulls Codair up and grabs Codair hitting a Uru Nage. Codair lays on the mat stunned, as Atwater. Pulls Codair back to his feet and jumps up with a round house kick, Codair ducks and is met with a Spinning back hook kick.
Chris: The Dragon's Tail, Codair has to be done.
Codair falls back onto the mat, as Atwater makes the cover.
1..
2..
Codair kicks out. Atwater gets on his knees and shakes his head as Codair starts to stir, Atwater tags in Rhonin as Rhonin comes in and Rhonin grabs Codair by the arm and irish whips him to the ropes as Atwater quickly hits a jumping corkscrew roundhouse Codair knocking him out of the ring. Codair hits the ring floor hard, as both Atwater and Rhonin turn and look at each other.
Chris: It would appear these two are quite proud of what they are doing here tonight, and it seems Codair is.
Ricky: Wait, what is TJ doing.
The referee begins to count as Codair reaches under the ring and pulls out two sticks.
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Ricky: What is he going to do with them.
Chris: Those are eskrima's, what the hell.
Codair slides quickly back into the ring as Rhonin turns to Codair. Codair smashes him in the gut, then to the back of the legs. Rhonin drops to his knees as Codair spins and hits both Eskrima's off of Rhonin's back. The referee calls for the ring bell as the match. The bell rings as Codair turns to Atwater who delivers a huge superman punch, as Codair stumbles back. Atwater lunges forward for straight kick but Codair blocks the attempt, Codair slams both Eskrima's off the hip bones of Atwater as Atwater drops to the mat holding his sides.
Chris: Codair said he was going to make a statement himself tonight.
Codair raises both Eskrima's up and shouts out to the fans, as Rhonin gets back to his feet. Codair turns as Rhonin stumbles towards Codair throwing a a crazy punch. Codair hits him with a flurry from the eskrima's to the thigh, to the back, to the stomach, the chest, the neck, and then to back again, Rhonin stumbles to the ropes, as Codair stops he turns as Atwater hits a tremendous dropkick on Codair as Codair stumbles back into Rhonin almost knocking him over the ropes. Rhonin turns around and is met with a back elbow by Codair who knocks him over the top rope and out to the canvas. Rhonin stands up and shakes his head and makes his way up the entrance ramp as Brian Hollywood comes out yelling at Rhonin to get back in the ring. Rhonin shakes his head no as Brian starts to yell at him. Rhonin walks past Hollywood as Hollywood yells “You are fired.”
Ricky: I love post match shenanigans.
Chris: Shenanigans, this is insanity. Rhonin just got fired by Mr. Hollywood.
Atwater charges in with a flurry of punches of punches as Codair puts a guard up, and blocks some of them. Atwater goes for a roundhouse kick to the head, as Codair catches the leg and drives a fist right to the thigh. Atwater stumbles back as Codair erupts from the ropes with a thunderous clothesline. Atwater drops to the mat and grasps his thigh, as the fans have become unglued with their cheering. Codair starts to breath heavily as he sees brian looking on. Codair gets back to his feet and then look at the turnbuckles.
Chris: Uh oh, the look in his eyes, and he sees Mr. Hollywood.
Codair walks over to the turnbuckles and takes off the protective padding as the referee's come towards the ring. Codair turns and picks up Atwater and drags him back to his feet. Codair Irish whips him to the exposed turnbuckles as he bounces into them he hangs their for a moment as the refs try to get into the ring but Codair charges to the ropes and scares them from getting in. Codair turns and runs to Atwater connecting with a stinger splash. Atwater stumbles out of the turnbuckles as Codair grabs Atwaters by the head and turns him to the exposed turnbuckle and smashes his head off the turnbuckle. Blood instantly pours from Atwaters head as Codair looks at what he has done, then does it again, and again, and again. Codair then rubs his head into the exposed turnbuckle as a loud Codair chant is heard. Codair lets him go, as Brian Hollywood calls for referee's to get down to the ring. Codair pulls Atwater to the middle of the ring and picks up the Eskrima's as the refs quickly escape the ring again.
Ricky: This is insane, this is Adrenaline folks, you won't find action like this anywhere else.
Chris: It's banned in most companies.
Codair turns as Atwater grabs onto Codair's leg and tries to crawl back up to his feet, Codair looks down at Atwater, then looks at Hollywood and begins to chuckle as Codair just drives his knee into Atwater's jaw and drops him down. Codair turns his attention to the Hollywood and stares as Atwater begins to crawl to the ropes. Codair turns around as Atwater pulls himself back up to his feet.
Chris: Stay down Alexander, this is not worth it Codair is crazed. Hollywood is making it worse.
Codair cocks his head at Atwater as Atwater calls for more. Codair walks over towards Atwater as the blood is pouring from his head. He holds up the Eskrima's as Atwater keeps telling Codair to hit him. Codair drops both Eskrima's. He picks up Atwater and holds him up, moving him to the middle of the ring, Codair takes his hand and raises up Atwaters hand, as the fans cheer. Codair holds him up, then hits him with a spinning reverse sto,
Ricky: SHATTERSTAR.
Codair crawls over to Atwater and is head to head with Atwater, as his lips are seen moving.
Chris: I am not sure what is being said, but Codair is saying something to him.
Ricky: We saw a side of Codair I am not sure if Brian wants to see this again, look Codair is now glaring at Hollywood.
Chris: Not sure, this rookie showed a lot of heart. However here comes the referees.
Ricky: Or stupidity on the kids part, but Rhonin getting fired over not staying in the fight, that is fucked.
Chris: We need to cut to a commercial break.
Codair grabs the Eskrimas and rolls out of the ring, as the referee's quickly check Alexander Atwater. Codair glares up at Brian Hollywood and starts to twirl the Eskrima's walking towards him. Hollywood backs up towards the entrance as the commercial break begins.
WINNER: ALEXANDER ATWATER/RHONIN BY DQ
ALEXANDER ATWATER/RHONIN vs TJ CODAIR
The match begins as Codair and Rhonin are seen sizing each other up, they meet in the middle of the ring and lock up, as Rhonin quickly goes on the attack. Twisting Codair's arm, as Codair rolls out of the arm wringer. Codair quickly gets back to his feet as the two quickly lock up again. This time Codair twists Rhonins arm and brings him down for a quick armbar. Rhonin quickly reverses and snap mares Codair down to the mat. Codair rolls forward into the corner where Atwater is standing. Codair flips him off, as Rhonin charges at Codair, Codair side steps and pushes Rhonin into Atwater. Atwater drops down for a minute as Rhonin turns back to Codair as Codair quickly kicks Rhonin in the gut and hits a few forearm shots to the jaw.
Chris: Atwater just tagged himself in with a tag to the back, Codair doesnt know.
Atwater runs to the middle of the apron and jumps in as Codair is unloading on Rhonin. Atwater turns Codair around and hits a quick elbow strike to Codair sternum. Codair stumbles forward, Atwater does a swift kick the back of Codair's thigh, as Codair hobbles to the ropes. Rhonin gets on the apron as Atwater goes to hit Codair with a muay thai round house as Codair ducks quickly out of the way and hits a thunderous knife edge chop, he goes for another however is met with a spinning backfist, as Codair drops to his knee. Atwater goes for the knee to Codair's head but Codair blocks it and shoves him away real quick. Codair gets back to his feet, however takes a few quick thigh kicks. Codair limps a bit, as Atwater tags out to Rhonin who gets back in the ring.
Ricky: Oh, are these two actually going to work as a team.
Rhonin quickly comes at Codair and gets him with a drop toe hold, as Codair drops to the matt, Rhonin quickly locks in a leg lock and holds Codair there for a minute, Codair kicks Rhonin with his free leg and scrambles to the ropes. He tries to pull himself up however is brought back down to the mat with a double leg take down as Atwater is heard rooting him on.
Chris: Rhonin is looking impressive here, focusing on Codair's leg.
Rhonin grabs Codair by the leg and starts to kick the inner thigh, as pushes himself back to his feet, Codair hits an enziguri out of nowhere.
Chris: Look at that.
Codair gets back to his feet and hobbles to the ropes to hold himself up as Rhonin gets back to his feet and quickly tags in Atwater.
Ricky: For rookies, these boys are going about things smartly.
Atwater charges in with a flying knee to the cheek of Codair as Codair drops to a knee. Atwater pulls Codair back to his feet and starts to hit him right hook, then a left hook, a straight jab, an uppercut and then a haymaker punch as Codair drops right back down to his feet, Codair's cheek is cut as he turns up to see a knee coming towards his face. Codair quickly puts up a guard and blocks the knee shot. Atwater goes for a front Snap kick, but Codair catchs the foot, quickly stands up lock in a spinning Capture suplex right into the middle of the ring. The fans begin to erupt with a codair chant to get him back into this match.
Chris: Picture perfect
Codair gets back to his feet, as Atwater immediately kips back up to his and the two meet in the middle of the ring, Atwater throws a right hook, Codair blocks codair throws a left hook, Atwater blocks, Atwater goes for a front snap kick, Codair dodges, Codair goes for a round house Atwater ducks. Atwater goes for a reverse crescent kick as Codair rolls out of the way. Codair tries for a forearm smash but Atwater blocks, Atwater attempts a side kick but Codair pushes Atwater away. Codair does a bicycle kick but at water side steps and tries for a Spinning round house, which Codair blocks.
Ricky: What the hell is this, this is not a martial arts competition.
Codair goes for the leg sweep but Atwater jumps over, Atwater then comes out with a Yakuza kick but Codair ducks underneath. Codair throws a right hook but is countered with a block then an arm drag, Codair gets back to his feet, and immediately hits a japanese arm drag to Atwater. At water gets back to his feet and goes for a capoeria kick, Codair blocks with a jumping knee. Atwater goes for a spinning back kick, Codair catches that, and hits a dragon whip as the fans are cheering loudly. Codair and Atwater both get to their feet looking at each other.
Chris: Both men seem really impressed with one another.
Ricky: Who cares
Chris: I do, that was a very interesting desplay of both men's martial arts backgrouds.
Ricky: Wait, Codair has background.
Chris: Judo, he is a third degree black belt, why he is so good with the takedowns and reversals into suplexs.
Ricky: Things you learn.
Atwater backs up and tags in Rhonin as Rhonin gets back into the ring and looks at Codair as Codair cracks his neck. Rhonin and Codair lock up as Rhonin shoves codair back into the turnbuckles. Codair turns Rhonin around and shoves him up against the turnbuckles. Rhonin quickly turns it around on Codair and irish whips him out of the turnbuckles and hits a quick short arm clothesline. Codair bounces off the mat hard, as Rhonin quickly goes for the cover, but Codair immediately pushes him off. Codair rolls to his stomach as Rhonin curb stomps Codair in the back of the the head. Codair lays face first on the mat as Rhonin quickly hooks in the Cattle Mutilation. Codair screams in pain, as Codair pushes up, and gets on his knees, his face still buried in the mat. Codair sits up, then stands up as his leg buckles and Codair drops down backwards landing on Rhonin. Rhonin lays on the mat for a moment, then slowly gets back to his feet. Codair lays on the mat catching his breath, as Rhonin goes and tags in Atwater. Codair slowly gets back to his knees, as Atwater pulls Codair up and grabs Codair hitting a Uru Nage. Codair lays on the mat stunned, as Atwater. Pulls Codair back to his feet and jumps up with a round house kick, Codair ducks and is met with a Spinning back hook kick.
Chris: The Dragon's Tail, Codair has to be done.
Codair falls back onto the mat, as Atwater makes the cover.
1..
2..
Codair kicks out. Atwater gets on his knees and shakes his head as Codair starts to stir, Atwater tags in Rhonin as Rhonin comes in and Rhonin grabs Codair by the arm and irish whips him to the ropes as Atwater quickly hits a jumping corkscrew roundhouse Codair knocking him out of the ring. Codair hits the ring floor hard, as both Atwater and Rhonin turn and look at each other.
Chris: It would appear these two are quite proud of what they are doing here tonight, and it seems Codair is.
Ricky: Wait, what is TJ doing.
The referee begins to count as Codair reaches under the ring and pulls out two sticks.
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Ricky: What is he going to do with them.
Chris: Those are eskrima's, what the hell.
Codair slides quickly back into the ring as Rhonin turns to Codair. Codair smashes him in the gut, then to the back of the legs. Rhonin drops to his knees as Codair spins and hits both Eskrima's off of Rhonin's back. The referee calls for the ring bell as the match. The bell rings as Codair turns to Atwater who delivers a huge superman punch, as Codair stumbles back. Atwater lunges forward for straight kick but Codair blocks the attempt, Codair slams both Eskrima's off the hip bones of Atwater as Atwater drops to the mat holding his sides.
Chris: Codair said he was going to make a statement himself tonight.
Codair raises both Eskrima's up and shouts out to the fans, as Rhonin gets back to his feet. Codair turns as Rhonin stumbles towards Codair throwing a a crazy punch. Codair hits him with a flurry from the eskrima's to the thigh, to the back, to the stomach, the chest, the neck, and then to back again, Rhonin stumbles to the ropes, as Codair stops he turns as Atwater hits a tremendous dropkick on Codair as Codair stumbles back into Rhonin almost knocking him over the ropes. Rhonin turns around and is met with a back elbow by Codair who knocks him over the top rope and out to the canvas. Rhonin stands up and shakes his head and makes his way up the entrance ramp as Brian Hollywood comes out yelling at Rhonin to get back in the ring. Rhonin shakes his head no as Brian starts to yell at him. Rhonin walks past Hollywood as Hollywood yells “You are fired.”
Ricky: I love post match shenanigans.
Chris: Shenanigans, this is insanity. Rhonin just got fired by Mr. Hollywood.
Atwater charges in with a flurry of punches of punches as Codair puts a guard up, and blocks some of them. Atwater goes for a roundhouse kick to the head, as Codair catches the leg and drives a fist right to the thigh. Atwater stumbles back as Codair erupts from the ropes with a thunderous clothesline. Atwater drops to the mat and grasps his thigh, as the fans have become unglued with their cheering. Codair starts to breath heavily as he sees brian looking on. Codair gets back to his feet and then look at the turnbuckles.
Chris: Uh oh, the look in his eyes, and he sees Mr. Hollywood.
Codair walks over to the turnbuckles and takes off the protective padding as the referee's come towards the ring. Codair turns and picks up Atwater and drags him back to his feet. Codair Irish whips him to the exposed turnbuckles as he bounces into them he hangs their for a moment as the refs try to get into the ring but Codair charges to the ropes and scares them from getting in. Codair turns and runs to Atwater connecting with a stinger splash. Atwater stumbles out of the turnbuckles as Codair grabs Atwaters by the head and turns him to the exposed turnbuckle and smashes his head off the turnbuckle. Blood instantly pours from Atwaters head as Codair looks at what he has done, then does it again, and again, and again. Codair then rubs his head into the exposed turnbuckle as a loud Codair chant is heard. Codair lets him go, as Brian Hollywood calls for referee's to get down to the ring. Codair pulls Atwater to the middle of the ring and picks up the Eskrima's as the refs quickly escape the ring again.
Ricky: This is insane, this is Adrenaline folks, you won't find action like this anywhere else.
Chris: It's banned in most companies.
Codair turns as Atwater grabs onto Codair's leg and tries to crawl back up to his feet, Codair looks down at Atwater, then looks at Hollywood and begins to chuckle as Codair just drives his knee into Atwater's jaw and drops him down. Codair turns his attention to the Hollywood and stares as Atwater begins to crawl to the ropes. Codair turns around as Atwater pulls himself back up to his feet.
Chris: Stay down Alexander, this is not worth it Codair is crazed. Hollywood is making it worse.
Codair cocks his head at Atwater as Atwater calls for more. Codair walks over towards Atwater as the blood is pouring from his head. He holds up the Eskrima's as Atwater keeps telling Codair to hit him. Codair drops both Eskrima's. He picks up Atwater and holds him up, moving him to the middle of the ring, Codair takes his hand and raises up Atwaters hand, as the fans cheer. Codair holds him up, then hits him with a spinning reverse sto,
Ricky: SHATTERSTAR.
Codair crawls over to Atwater and is head to head with Atwater, as his lips are seen moving.
Chris: I am not sure what is being said, but Codair is saying something to him.
Ricky: We saw a side of Codair I am not sure if Brian wants to see this again, look Codair is now glaring at Hollywood.
Chris: Not sure, this rookie showed a lot of heart. However here comes the referees.
Ricky: Or stupidity on the kids part, but Rhonin getting fired over not staying in the fight, that is fucked.
Chris: We need to cut to a commercial break.
Codair grabs the Eskrimas and rolls out of the ring, as the referee's quickly check Alexander Atwater. Codair glares up at Brian Hollywood and starts to twirl the Eskrima's walking towards him. Hollywood backs up towards the entrance as the commercial break begins.
WINNER: ALEXANDER ATWATER/RHONIN BY DQ
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[The scene opens with Jessica Harmony stepping out of a black rental car. She closes the door. She walks back to the trunk to retrieve her suitcase. With her suitcase in toe she closes the trunk. As she walks away from the car she’s speared to the ground by Abigail Lindsay. Recovering from the initial shock, Jessica rolls Abigail over, she wraps her hands around Abigail’s neck.]
Harmony: You bitch!!
[Jessica continues strangling Abigail, to Jessica’s shock Abigail flashes a sadistic smirk. Reacting the only way she knows how, Harmony unwraps her hands around from around Abigail’s neck, balls up her fist prepared to jam her fist into Abi’s face... her fist never connects. Harmony is knocked off Abigail by a well placed boot from Abigail’s bodyguard Maxine Moore. Abigail sits up. She nods to Moore.
Maxine grabs a fist full of Jesscia Harmony’s hair. She picks her up. Jessica kicks Moore in the ribs showing she has more fight left in her. Abigail stops the momentum Jessica was planning to build with a chop block to the knee. Maxine grabs Jessica by the hair, immediately sends her head first into the side of the black rental car. Jessica grabs her head in clear agonizing pain. Abigail stands over her.]
Lindsay: You shove have taken my deal, Jessica! I’m in a giving mood tonight, if you bow down and become my own personal Barbie, I’ll call Maxine off. Join me. Let me guide you. I can protect you from Brian Hollywood and The Establishment. Don’t make me hurt you! Now, what do you say.
[Harmony spits in Abigail’s face.]
Harmony: Screw yourself!
[Abigail sneers.]
Lindsay: WIDOW... FINISH HER!
[Maxine nods. She pulls Jessica up to her feet. She slams the feisty blonde on the hood of the car. The Red Widow hops on the hood of the car; picks Jessica up, places her between her legs. Maxine looks down at Abi who then gives her the thumbs down motion. Maxine hoist Jessica up in the air, holding her up for what feels like an eternity; finally, Widow sends Jessica’s spine crashing down onto the roof of the car. Abigail giggles, hops on the roof next to Jessica. With a smirk spreading from ear to ear Abigail says.]
Lindsay: That’s why I like you Jessica, so much fire... grit... determination. I could have overlooked the brass knucks to the face thing; you had to be the hero, didn’t you?
[Abigail giggles.]
Lindsay: I warned you there would be consequences. Why didn’t you listen? Hm. Why. Didn’t. You. Now you’re all alone, sweetie, all alone on an island of your own undoing, there is still time. My offer still stands. Think it over, ok?
[Abigail kisses Jessica on the forehead, slides off the car; and hops away. Maxine Moore soon follows. The scene ends with the camera focused on a down and out Jessica Harmony all alone in a heap of pain.]
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The opening riff to "Image of the Invisible" hits the PA system, causing the crowd to immediately boo. The PWX Hybrid Champion Nikki Walton, in ring gear, and Abigail Lindsay are the first to make their way to the ramp and eventually, they're followed by Troy's JOAT Megan Pierce and Troy's bodyguard Bruce Bowen. As the four look at the crowd before Troy Stone makes his way to the ring, sporting a black suit jacket with a red shirt underneath and black made pants. The crowd jeers Troy, to which he ignores as the five start to walk down the ramp. Nikki points to her championship belt to audience members in the front row as Abi laughs. They are the first two to slide into the ring while Bruce, Megan and Troy walk towards the steel steps. Troy looks around at the crowd when Bruce and Megan enter the ring. Troy slowly walks up the steel steps and enters the ring. The music fades out as Troy request for a microphone and receives one. The crowd boos at the sight of the House of Stone, standing in the middle of the ring.
Chris Caudill: Troy Stone and the House of Stone are standing in the middle of the ring and apparently they have a lot to say tonight.
Ricky Cravate: Well this should be good no matter what. Everything Troy and the House do is gold Chris!
Troy looks around as the crowd boos them. Troy allows the crowd to continue with their reaction before he finally brings the microphone to his lips.
Troy: Are you guys finished?
This provocative comment only leads to more boos from the fans. Troy continues speaking.
Troy: It's ok. At this stage of the game people I'm used to you and your ill will towards me and towards my friends. By now I expect every time I step into a PWX ring to hear you people tell me, in many words, how much you despise me and how much you want to see me "get what's coming to me" right? Because it's become fairly obvious that you dweebs don't want any of us in this ring to prosper. No matter what city it is, what crowd it is, you people will always wish for our demise. I'm pretty sure all of you were REALLY happy with yourselves about what happened at Hostile Takeover when John Ojeda managed to take the PWX World Heavyweight Championship.
Before Troy could finish, the crowd roars as Troy rolls his eyes and shakes his head.
Ricky Cravate: Do you hear these idiots actually CHEERING for John Ojeda over the TRUE World Champion of Divinity Chris? No respect. None what so ever!
Chris Caudill: John Ojeda is the people's choice Ricky. In the eyes of these fans, he's the polar opposite to Troy Stone.
Troy runs a hand through his blonde hair before speaking once again.
Troy: Of course. of course you cheer for a man that all of you think is actually fighting for you and the "honor of this company". The same man that in the same breath thinks he can bash this company and the the people who for the last year has actually been stealing the show like yours truly and all of you let him get away with it. You let him get away with the same promotional videos about how he is so much better than me and how "devoid of talent" PWX is. I mean really you people let this man week in and week out take down the company that all of you claim to love so much merely because all of you are tools and being the dweebs that you are you'll let any person walk in and convince you to get behind them because they whisper the right words in your words. There's a word that best describes you people but to keep it PG it starts with the letter W and ends in the letter E.
The crowd boos while Troy laughs to himself as does Nikki and Abigail.
Troy: True story people. Seriously true story. But I'm not out here to talk about you dweebs all night. I'm not even here to remind all of you of the big night that the House of Stone is going to have tonight. Nikki here is going to outclass, literally actually, Cash Money and easily retain her Hybrid, oh I mean, Flawless Championship. Is that good Nikki?
Nikki nods her head.
Troy: There you go. And later on, in the main event, your hero John Ojeda two weeks after managing to triumph Troy Stone is going to see me correct the wrong that was two weeks ago and I'm going to TAKE BACK my PWX World Heavyweight Championship title.
The crowd boos.
Troy: Instead I'm here because you see apparently there's been some type of mis-communication lately because parties that I would consider to be my allies, our allies. I'm pretty sure all of you have noticed that my babe, my cuddle monkey, Ophelia is not here tonight and that's because of one woman. And that's the reason why this party needs to make their way down to this ring because I know that they are here. I need answers, I need some clarity because I thought there was an understanding. And maybe I'm out of my loop here(which rarely happens) but when you have an understanding with someone, your suppose to be on the same page. Right now that isn't happening so enough of the stalling. Brain, Zion, Tiami, everyone in the Establishment, come down to the ring right now because we need to seriously talk.
Troy brings the microphone down as the rest of the House of Stone look down towards the ramp.
Chris Caudill: Look at this, Troy Stone is calling out the Establishment. He wants answers about what Tiami did to Ophelia Morganti.
Ricky Cravate: Oh no I'm hoping this doesn't end up going where I think this is going!
The House continue to look towards the ramp impatiently. Finally, The Outroduction hits from Thousand Foot Krutch and a matrix like background shows on the screen. The crowd goes nuts as a countdown to five hits. The crowd starts to count backwards from 5.]
5...
4...
3....
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1...
"The End Is Where We Begin."
"Human" by Manafest blares over the PA system and boos begin to echo throughout the arena. Soon, Darin Zion, Brian Hollywood and Tiami Tyler walk from the back onto the ramp. They smirk and revel in the negative reaction they're receiving before the three start walking down the ring.
Chris Caudill: And here comes Zion, Hollywood and most importantly Tiami Tyler of the Establishment and this could potentially become mercurial in a hurry.
Ricky Caravte: Relax Troy just wants to talk with them that's all. Right? The House and Establishment partnership is a beautiful thing. They all know that. This is going to work out fine.
Hollywood and Zion lead the charge while Tiami follows suit. The three soon enter the ring and all are given microphones. Their music fades and the crowd anticipates what's about to come next. Troy doesn't take his eyes off of Tiami while the rest of the House look as well.
Hollywood: Well Troy you called us out here for a reason so say what you want to say.
Troy: Thank you for that honor, I guess considering I called for this but whatevs. You want to know what's on my mind; or at least what's been on my mind for the last two weeks? It's simple really. At Hostile Takeover Tiami here stepped over a boundary that quite frankly she shouldn't have. No only does Tiami here for weeks had been badgering my babe, talking about how you were gunning for her. For a really nonsensical reason BTW. But you took it to a level you didn't need to take it. I understand the cliche. I understand that what we do isn't ballet and I was fine with you and my babe facing each other with the hopes that you two would squash whatever beef you two had. All in the game of this agreement we all had. But then Hostile Takeover happens. I can live with you beating my babe. It happens. Everyone has a bad day. Whatever. But you didn't stop there. You purposely went after my babe's next AFTER the match was over. You put my babe on the shelf again, despite the partnership between the Establishment and the House of Stone. You're lucky this partnership stands because if you were any other person we would have dealt with you. But I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt and I'm giving you the chance to explain yourself. im-
Tiami: Stop right there.
The crowd boos as Tiami starts speaking. Troy clearly looks irked at Tiami interrupting him. Tiami smirks before she speaks.
Tiami: It's cute you think I need to explain anything to you Troy but what I did to your little "cuddle monkey" was make an example out of her. Ophelia is a fraud and I exposed her for what she was at Hostile Takeover. Nothing more, nothing less.
Troy: A fraud? Really out of everyone in this arena you're talking about someone being a fraud. The irony of this is astounding.
Tiami: Whatever you want to believe Troy the fact of the matter is that I warned Ophelia that I would expose her lies, expose all of the lying that she has done. You really think that girl was unable to wrestle because of a broken neck? Get real.
Troy: Yeah I like to think I do since she lives at my place and for four months had to rehab her neck, which included wearing a neckbrace. So I like to think I would know.
Timai: Of course you think you do. Blinded by whatever she has to offer you. You're really taking the short end of the stick being engaged to that dog. But it;s true to what they say; you sleep with dogs you wake up with fleas.
The crowd oohs as Troy looks up and shakes her head. The rest of the House talk to Troy for a moment as Troy takes a deep breath,
Troy: I know you out of everyone you're not talking about relationships. Hey BTW have you mentioned to your new hubbie how you were playing Davey with anyone man on the side. What was his name again? Kessler right?
Tiami: Ha ha funny considering you don't even know what you're talking about.
Troy: Right so I should just act as if those Twitter convos didn't happen?
Hollywood: That's enough you too.
The crowd boos as Hollywood goes to speak. However, Nikki Walton beats him to the punch.
Nikki: No disrespect to you Mr. Hollywood but you too have some explaining to do as well. You were at ringside. Hell, you were doing commentary. You were there when Tiami here was attacking a defense woman and you did nothing to stop it when we're all suppose to be working together.
Hollywood: If you didn't interrupt me I was going to actually explain myself. Now Troy, you and the House need to understand that what Tiami was going was strictly business.
Troy: Her business was in the ring when the bell started. That was the only business she had to do. Once the bell rang again, her business was over and yet she decided to attack my babe when she was down. Do you really feel proud of yourself Tiami? Kicking a woman when she's done? Or wait, forgot you're use to that right?
The crowd oohs as Tiami chuckles.
Zion: Guys, let's not give these idiots the satisfaction of us arguing ok?! How about we all just go to the back and work this out!
Abigail Lindsay: That's what we're doing now Zion. Besides these people love TMZ. They're into dirty laundry being aired out. This is what they want to see.
Hollywood: But these people mean nothing. But like Darin said Troy, you and your House can step to the back and we can talk this over because we all have big nights ahead of us tonight and the sooner we squash these lingering issues, we'll be able to move forward.
Troy leans in and whispers something in Bruce's ear before Troy brings the microphone to his lips. Megan Pierce looks on from behind Bruce.
Troy: With all due respect Brian, the House of I aren't leaving this ring until we get the answers we deserve. We don't care about this show. We don't care about the others and what they have to do. Hell if Cash Money and John Ojeda want to come down to the ring, Nikki and I can wrestle them now and get it over with because we are not leaving until you answer everything.
Hollywood: Look Troy I can understand your frustration. I can understand how you're upset about once again falling short to John Ojeda but-
Before Hollywood could finish his sentence, the crowd oohs at the comment as Troy shakes his head.
Hollywood: You need to worry about tonight. You need to worry about regaining that World Championship that you lose because if you can't do it, then I will consider giving Tiami the next title shot. It was you that allowed Ojeda to defeat you yet again and now you have to fight him again tonight just to win it back.
Troy: Funny you mention my failures because FYI the only reason why Ojeda got a title shot in the first place because he beat...you.
The crowd oohs as Troy puts an extra amount of emphasis to his sentence.
Troy: I was the longest reigning World Champion this company has ever seen. Longer than you, longer than Zion, longer than anyone that touched that championship. My reign was truly unprecedented. What happened two weeks ago happened two weeks ago. It's going to be irrelevant when I regain what is mine and then since you actually think that Tiami here is World Champion material, which is comical in itself on right, I would gladly STEAL the SHOW and beat her all in the name of my cuddle monkey!
The crowd reacts surprisingly mixed as Hollywood and Stone stare each other down. Troy then looks over to Tiami and mouths out something to her.
Hollywood: In order for that to happen Troy, you have to actually beat Ojeda first; the one person you haven't been able to beat here in PWX. You do that, then you can talk about everything else. Anyways we're done with this conversation. These people don't need to be entertained by the sight of us arguing. Like Darin said, we can handle this backstage. We have a Tag World Cup match to win We'll talk about this later.
Brian starts to motion for Tiami and Darin to leave however Abigail steps up and suddenly speaks.
Abigail: Oh I'm glad you brought up the Tag Team World Cup because the only ones that are winning those tag team titles is my Nikki Bear and I!
Brian raises an eyebrow as Nikki Walton starts to speak.
Nikki Walton: She's right. It doesn't matter if you and Zion do have all the power around here, if you want to start cutting corners with us at the House, we're going to make you and the rest of your camp regret that. It doesn't matter who you are, we're FLAWLESS and like Abigail wisely put it, the House Always Wins! That includes you two as well. Remember you came to us, not the other way around so it would wise that you remember that. And also, remember that the only team winning those Tag Team titles is the Gorgeous Disaster. Because the House Always Wins!
Hollywood: We'll see about that won't we? In the meanwhile Troy, I would worry about tonight and making sure you bring that championship back to our side. Or else someone else will.
The crowd oohs as Human blares over the PA system. The Establishment looks at the House for a moment before the three exist the ring and start to head to the ramp.
Chris Caudill: The friction between the Establishment and the House of Stone is visible. This probably should have been seen given all the egos in the equation.
Ricky Cravate: Stop trying to make something out of nothing. They both know how dominant they are together. They're just talking threw their issues. Everything's going to be fine.
Troy and the rest of the House talk amongst themselves before they exist the ring and the scene fades to black.
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TAG TEAM MATCH
MASCARA MUERTO vs TEAM HANSON
Chris: Here we go, Colt starts out with Norte
Ricky: 2 of the biggest surprises of the tag tournament Erin, Muerto putting down the KO kings and Hanson's team's elimination by VOX Populai
Norte looks for a lock up but colt kicks him in the ribs before they can go into it, Colt runs the ropes and hits a huge shoulder tackle knocking Norte down violently to the mat, Norte however rolls back and up onto his feet running and hitting a jumping forearm to Colt's face
Ricky: Lucha pro wrestling, the art of being made of rubber
Colt gets rocked backwards by the shot and Norte gives him another and runs the ropes delivering a step up hurricanrana sending Colt out of the ring, Hanson comes in over the top rope trying to hit Norte from behind, Muerto sees him coming and springboards in with a ridiculously high cross over the top of his own partner. Hanson being the Wiley vet that he is avoids the move with a simple side step, he uses that distraction to roll up Norte
Chris: PIN!
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Ricky: Quick kick out
Chris: The referee must be trying out Lucha rules tonight, there was no tag made by Noah
Ricky: Well if he is then tags just became irrelevant, One man on either team goes out to the floor the other can legally enter the ring. Or are ref is just an incompetent fool
Chris: We can dream,
Hanson is shoved forwards on the kick out and has gone straight into stomping on Muerto, Norte leaps up from behind attempting a backstabber but Hanson shrugs him off and Colt comes back yanking Norte out of the ring. Hanson goes to work on a still grounded Muerto attacking the back of his legs
Chris: Now we see that strategic mastermind coming out in Noah Hanson, jokes aside if you are a luchadore you need your legs
Hanson Hauls Muerto up and drives his knee down into the mat with a crack, Norte tries to come back in and the ref stops him as Hanson locks in an Indian death lock in the center of the ring, Norte reacts quickly jumping off the apron and making for his corner. The ref turns his back to check for the submission and Norte back tracks to where he was and Springs up on the ropes
Ricky: Sprinboard into a drop kick on Hanson
The ref gets really pissed now as Norte disobeyed a direct order, as the smaller man gets back to his feet the ref gets in has face and basically bully's him into his teams corner, luckily Muerto is already making his way over. Colt comes back into the ring and grabs Muerto's legs as the ref is distracted and pulls him back over to his teams corner and starts screaming at Hanson to get up and tag him in. Hanson crawls and just when he is close enough Colt smacks his huge hands together and enters the ring
Chris: No tag
Ricky: What do you mean the ref obviously heard it
Colt helps Noah up and they both start laying in the boots to Sombra, Colt hauls Muerto up and lifts him in a knee lock high into the air
Ricky: HANSON WITH A SUPER KICK TO THE ELEVATED KNEE!
Chris: OH! And Colt drops him down with a knee breaker across the leg
Ricky: Tag team tandem offence from the Hanson family here
The ref pushes Noah out of the ring with a 5 count finally and Colt hooks up Muertos knee and makes the tag, Noah shoots up to the top rope
Ricky: Top rope elbow drop to the knee!
Chris: Variation of Noah's lady killer finisher, pin!
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2...
Norte again comes into the ring and saves his partner basement drop kicking Noah, Colt comes back and they start to brawl in the ring, Colts slight size advantage works for him and he manages to gain the upper hand, he head butts Norte and sends him out to the ring apron. Colt keeps moving bouncing off the far rope and comes sprinting back
Chris: Suicide spear to the outside!?
Ricky: NORTE LEAP FROGGED HIM!
Colt somehow lands on his feet and runs ribs first into the announce table, Noah attempts to hit Norte the same way his partner failed to but Muerto dives in with a spear of his own to save his partner before Noah gets close enough, Noah and Muerto are down on the mat beating the hell out of each other as Colt stumbles backwards away from the announce table
Chris: BLINDSIDE SPRINGBOARD FLOATING HURICANRANNA!
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME!
Ricky: Say that again! That fast and you may get close to just how incredible that was!
Colt gets sent into the announce table again this time ending up laying on top of it, Norte is flat out on the mats on the floor. In the ring Muerto and Hanson stopped for a second after seeing what just happened and then they square up. Muerto put his hands up and calls for a wrestling lock up
Ricky: First one of these we have actually seen in this match
It doesn't last long as Muerto cuts behind Hanson with a hammerlock, Hanson uses the motion to switch behind into one of his own
Chris: Straight leg sweep to the back of the knees takes Muerto down
Ricky: See this is what Mascara Muerto do not want to happen, they had the pace and the flying down and they normally make a point of finishing their opponents while incapacitating the other in the manner we just saw
Chris: And of course with Norte as the support system currently offline via the ringside floor area Muerto is an injured dog all by himself with a technical nightmare like Hanson
Noah holds in the grounded hammerlock for a second then pops up and stomps on the back of Muerto driving the air out of his smaller opponent keeping him under control on the mat, Hanson locks in a step over toe hold
Ricky: really grinding on that leg
he lets him out of the hold and hauls him up hitting a leaping vertabreaker putting him right back down
Chris: He locks in the Sunday matinee! Norte's getting up can Muerto hold on for his partner to make the save!
Ricky: Colt's up!
Colt Hanson grabs hold of nortes leg and brings him down onto his shoulders in a fire mans carry, Norte grips the ropes and spins round DDTing Colt Face first on the ring apron, Norte rushes the ring and running boots Hnson in the face. He smacks Muerto in the face trying to get him to get up, Norte holds Hanson down on the mat in a head lock while Muerto takes his time to recuperate and climb the top rope
Chris: Snap suplex from Norte!
Ricky: Muerto with the big frog splash, Norte's on the top rope!
Muerto leaps up and delivers a massive Sazuki Special taking out Colt on the outside as Norte leaps
Chris: WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING!
Ricky: 450 FROM NORTE! PIN!
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Chris: The upset fest continues!
Ricky: Another impressive match from these unknown Luchadores!
Chris: I dont think they are unknown anymore lesson to that crowd
Crowd OLE OLE OLE OLE OLE! THAT WAS AWESOME!
WINNERS: MASCARA MUERTO
MASCARA MUERTO vs TEAM HANSON
Chris: Here we go, Colt starts out with Norte
Ricky: 2 of the biggest surprises of the tag tournament Erin, Muerto putting down the KO kings and Hanson's team's elimination by VOX Populai
Norte looks for a lock up but colt kicks him in the ribs before they can go into it, Colt runs the ropes and hits a huge shoulder tackle knocking Norte down violently to the mat, Norte however rolls back and up onto his feet running and hitting a jumping forearm to Colt's face
Ricky: Lucha pro wrestling, the art of being made of rubber
Colt gets rocked backwards by the shot and Norte gives him another and runs the ropes delivering a step up hurricanrana sending Colt out of the ring, Hanson comes in over the top rope trying to hit Norte from behind, Muerto sees him coming and springboards in with a ridiculously high cross over the top of his own partner. Hanson being the Wiley vet that he is avoids the move with a simple side step, he uses that distraction to roll up Norte
Chris: PIN!
1...
Ricky: Quick kick out
Chris: The referee must be trying out Lucha rules tonight, there was no tag made by Noah
Ricky: Well if he is then tags just became irrelevant, One man on either team goes out to the floor the other can legally enter the ring. Or are ref is just an incompetent fool
Chris: We can dream,
Hanson is shoved forwards on the kick out and has gone straight into stomping on Muerto, Norte leaps up from behind attempting a backstabber but Hanson shrugs him off and Colt comes back yanking Norte out of the ring. Hanson goes to work on a still grounded Muerto attacking the back of his legs
Chris: Now we see that strategic mastermind coming out in Noah Hanson, jokes aside if you are a luchadore you need your legs
Hanson Hauls Muerto up and drives his knee down into the mat with a crack, Norte tries to come back in and the ref stops him as Hanson locks in an Indian death lock in the center of the ring, Norte reacts quickly jumping off the apron and making for his corner. The ref turns his back to check for the submission and Norte back tracks to where he was and Springs up on the ropes
Ricky: Sprinboard into a drop kick on Hanson
The ref gets really pissed now as Norte disobeyed a direct order, as the smaller man gets back to his feet the ref gets in has face and basically bully's him into his teams corner, luckily Muerto is already making his way over. Colt comes back into the ring and grabs Muerto's legs as the ref is distracted and pulls him back over to his teams corner and starts screaming at Hanson to get up and tag him in. Hanson crawls and just when he is close enough Colt smacks his huge hands together and enters the ring
Chris: No tag
Ricky: What do you mean the ref obviously heard it
Colt helps Noah up and they both start laying in the boots to Sombra, Colt hauls Muerto up and lifts him in a knee lock high into the air
Ricky: HANSON WITH A SUPER KICK TO THE ELEVATED KNEE!
Chris: OH! And Colt drops him down with a knee breaker across the leg
Ricky: Tag team tandem offence from the Hanson family here
The ref pushes Noah out of the ring with a 5 count finally and Colt hooks up Muertos knee and makes the tag, Noah shoots up to the top rope
Ricky: Top rope elbow drop to the knee!
Chris: Variation of Noah's lady killer finisher, pin!
1...
2...
Norte again comes into the ring and saves his partner basement drop kicking Noah, Colt comes back and they start to brawl in the ring, Colts slight size advantage works for him and he manages to gain the upper hand, he head butts Norte and sends him out to the ring apron. Colt keeps moving bouncing off the far rope and comes sprinting back
Chris: Suicide spear to the outside!?
Ricky: NORTE LEAP FROGGED HIM!
Colt somehow lands on his feet and runs ribs first into the announce table, Noah attempts to hit Norte the same way his partner failed to but Muerto dives in with a spear of his own to save his partner before Noah gets close enough, Noah and Muerto are down on the mat beating the hell out of each other as Colt stumbles backwards away from the announce table
Chris: BLINDSIDE SPRINGBOARD FLOATING HURICANRANNA!
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME!
Ricky: Say that again! That fast and you may get close to just how incredible that was!
Colt gets sent into the announce table again this time ending up laying on top of it, Norte is flat out on the mats on the floor. In the ring Muerto and Hanson stopped for a second after seeing what just happened and then they square up. Muerto put his hands up and calls for a wrestling lock up
Ricky: First one of these we have actually seen in this match
It doesn't last long as Muerto cuts behind Hanson with a hammerlock, Hanson uses the motion to switch behind into one of his own
Chris: Straight leg sweep to the back of the knees takes Muerto down
Ricky: See this is what Mascara Muerto do not want to happen, they had the pace and the flying down and they normally make a point of finishing their opponents while incapacitating the other in the manner we just saw
Chris: And of course with Norte as the support system currently offline via the ringside floor area Muerto is an injured dog all by himself with a technical nightmare like Hanson
Noah holds in the grounded hammerlock for a second then pops up and stomps on the back of Muerto driving the air out of his smaller opponent keeping him under control on the mat, Hanson locks in a step over toe hold
Ricky: really grinding on that leg
he lets him out of the hold and hauls him up hitting a leaping vertabreaker putting him right back down
Chris: He locks in the Sunday matinee! Norte's getting up can Muerto hold on for his partner to make the save!
Ricky: Colt's up!
Colt Hanson grabs hold of nortes leg and brings him down onto his shoulders in a fire mans carry, Norte grips the ropes and spins round DDTing Colt Face first on the ring apron, Norte rushes the ring and running boots Hnson in the face. He smacks Muerto in the face trying to get him to get up, Norte holds Hanson down on the mat in a head lock while Muerto takes his time to recuperate and climb the top rope
Chris: Snap suplex from Norte!
Ricky: Muerto with the big frog splash, Norte's on the top rope!
Muerto leaps up and delivers a massive Sazuki Special taking out Colt on the outside as Norte leaps
Chris: WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING!
Ricky: 450 FROM NORTE! PIN!
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2...
3...
Chris: The upset fest continues!
Ricky: Another impressive match from these unknown Luchadores!
Chris: I dont think they are unknown anymore lesson to that crowd
Crowd OLE OLE OLE OLE OLE! THAT WAS AWESOME!
WINNERS: MASCARA MUERTO
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Crowd: STRYKE THEM DOWN! STRYKE THEM DOWN!
[Immediately the crowd continues to hijack ADR 70 in favor of their favorite superstar; Adam Stryker. The cameras immediately open up back in the jobber locker room as Adam Stryker immediately wipes his face off from a shower. He's wearing a Bad Company T-Shirt that Hawk and Aries gave him due to what happened earlier and a pair of sweat shorts given to him by Alan Yoker due to the fact that his clothes are ruined. Stryker throws his towel down and immediately hammers his fists into the grey, mesh metal lockers in the jobber locker room as his frustrations continue to grow. He looks towards the lockers and mutters what Ojeda told him at the PPV: "love your hate." As soon as he turns around, we see Morgana looking at him rather annoyed.]
Morgana: Don't you dare touch our PWX property again like that! You don't get to hit our lockers. That's abusing company property.
[Adam Stryker's bottom lips curls up with hatred. You can immediately cut the hatred between him and Morgana with a knife. Morgana looks at him rather seductively, trying to sweeten him up, but you can clearly tell Stryker immediately wants to kick her head off through the door.]
Adam Stryker: What the fuck do you want?
Morgana: I wanted to see how you were doing. Clearly, I can tell your pissed off!
Adam Stryker: Why the hell do you care?
Morgana: Because I have the job to make your image better. The fact that Darin Zion's clearly owning you makes you look like a fucking puss...
*BOOM!*
Ricky: NO FUCKING WAY? HE DIDN'T....DID....HE?
Chris: YES! He clobbered Morgana in the face with the Headhunter's Kick! And mercilessly too!
[Adam Stryker immediately reaches down and lifts Morgana up towards him. He glares into her lifeless face right now and smiles. The crowd immediately goes wild and unchains themselves like a bunch of fucking savages...which is more than can be said about Chicago. The cameras immediately pan out into the crowd with their fingers pointed high into the sky.]
Crowd: FUCK YES! FUCK YES! FUCK YES! FUCK YES!
Crowd B: STRYKE HER DOWN! STRYKE HER DOWN! STRYKE HER DOWN!
[We pan back into the locker room where Adam Stryker stands up and smiles as you can hear the crowd going nuts from the locker rooms. Adam sits down and almost in a primal scream starts yelling.]
Adam Stryker: I may not get to hit your boyfriend, but you're the next best thing bitch! I don't care how you or anyone else portrays me; it's the fucking crowd that I care about. They know I can fucking get the job done. And they know that no matter who the fucking World Champion is after tonight's main event, that I WILL NOT be held back any longer. I'll take down whoever the fuck stands in my way. Rather its you, Hollybitch, The Gimping Wonder Darin Zion, I'll make damn sure destroy the Establishment and anyone who doesn't say that I don't deserve my spot. Rather you iike it or not, I'm breaking through your glass fucking ceilings, and I'm launching myself to the top of mountain come High Stakes. So I'd suggest you guys get the fucking hint, because if not, I'll make sure the Establishment has hell to fucking pay.
[Stryker immediately walks calmly out of the locker room as medics immediately come running in to help Morgana up.]
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The camera comes on in the locker room of John Ojeda. Wrath is standing with his girlfriend Nikki Blade, who is sweaty, and holding her Next Gen title after her match.
John “Wrath” Ojeda: Good work out there. You must really like that shiny metal thing on your arm there.
Nikki Blade: John, I might be wild, but I’m a girl. I like gold and diamonds. What about you… you really like having that shiny metal on your arm?
John “Wrath” Ojeda: You know I do.
Nikki Blade: So what are you going to do about it? I saw Troy’s promo before we got to the building. It wasn’t cocky, overconfident Troy, John. He’s mad. He wants the PWX Championship back.
John “Wrath” Ojeda: You think I give a shit if he’s mad or not? You think I care if he got his head the fuck out of his ass and into the game. Fucking good!
Nikki Blade: Fucking good?! Have you lost your mind!? He might be able to beat you.
John “Wrath” Ojeda: Yeah, fucking good. I want his ass running full bore at me. I’m not a punk bitch. I don’t back down from a fight. He wants to question my credibility? That fuckwad is going to find out real god damn quick that I’m not some fucking joke. He thinks me losing that title to Tweeter is something to talk about? Well, that dickhead never ran that stretch of road. He never had the two months we had there, where JPO destroyed everything and damn near canned this company before it got back off the ground. No, he got to ride the wave of everything being great. And now, it’s my fucking time. It’s my time to stand at the top of the mountain and this dickhead isn’t going to knock me off my throne. He isn’t going to keep me down and out because I’m tougher than him. I’m stronger than him. I’ve been through more than him. This is my grind. This is what I do, how I live, and who I am. I AM PWX. My blood is black and blue. My cause is Pro Wrestling X! I’ve given everything in my life to this company and I will give everything else to it. Troy can come try and take MY PWX World Championship from me; but that’s all it’s going to be. He’s going to try, and I’m going to stop him. It doesn’t matter if we do it in the ring, the crowd, the loading dock, at the fucking airport, or in the middle of the god damn Winnipeg Jets game and disrupt that shit… I don’t care where. Troy, you and I are getting into this, and you’re going to get your fucking head knocked off. You’re going to get smashed because I’m the fucking man around here. I’m the best, and I earned this belt. And it’s not going to be taken away by someone like you. Not by someone that stands for the establishment. That shit will happen over my dead body. You’re going to have to bring some serious shit with you Troy. You’re going to have some serious fucking muscle with you. You better bring Brian, Schmied, all them girls ride around with you, your boys, your entourage, the bitch that gives you bottle service, and your fucking mama… cuz I’m going to smack the shit out of you and all of them. I’ve busted my ass to toughen this locker room up and get them all focused on the cause… and people like you and Brian are making that really tough by candying everyone’s asses. Well, that ends, tonight. It ends when I destroy you in Winnipeg. Troy… the one solace you take tonight is the fact that well…
Wrath starts to walk away, but stops.
John “Wrath” Ojeda: You get to die with your boots on.
Wrath walks out of the room and Nikki smiles awkwardly at the camera and walks out and the shot fades to announcers.
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HYBRID CHAMPIONSHIP
NIKKI WALTON(c) vs CASH MONEY
Cash Money is stood in the centre of the ring as everyone awaits the entrance of PWX’s Hybrid Champion, Nikki Walton so that the Title match can begin.
IT’S NOT BRAGGING IF YOU BACK IT UP, BITCH!
These words flicker across the screen before the introduction to “Take It Off” 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 pointing to the “Flawless Title” she has strapped around her waist, soaking in the people’s disdain for her 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!”
Cravate: “‘The Flawless One’ is looking mighty fine this evening!”
Caudill: “She is certainly a beautiful woman, but let’ see if she can get through her first Title defence tonight!”
After posing on top of the last turnbuckle she comes to, Nikki leans against the ropes, her gaze fixed on Money before gesturing to her Title and smirking as the official walks over to her and takes the belt from Nikki, who reluctantly relinquishes it to him as he passes it to an official outside the ring.
Caudill: “Nikki didn’t look too happy about having to give the referee in charge the belt from the looks of that exchange!”
Cravate: “Would you? She’s Flawless and has to deal with such people trying to deprive her of everything she deserves!”
The official then calls for the bell to begin the match and it sounds in the arena as Nikki takes a step toward Cash who licks his lips and causes Nikki to take a wary step back at the sight of the gesture.
Caudill: “The Flawless One looked ready to start things, but now it seems as if she isn’t too sure!”
Cravate: “Would you want to even try and grapple with a buffoon like Cash? He looks as if he wants to eat her or something!”
Finally deciding that she won’t get anywhere by keeping her distance, Nikki initiates a grapple in the middle of the ring which Cash takes advantage of and immediately transitions into a scoop slam and takes her down to the canvas hard as cheers erupt in the arena.
Caudill: “Cash Money using his height and weight advantage wisely in that one as he takes her up and over with a scoop slam there”
Cravate: “The fans shouldn’t be cheering this lunatic!”
Nikki arches her back as the crowds actually start to get behind Cash in the early stage of this match as he looks down at Walton who is writhing in pain now, and decides to follow up on his early momentum by picking up the Hybrid Champion and whipping her into the corner as once again, the fans go wild seeing the House Of Stone member being beaten down by the clear underdog going into this match up. Picking up a head of steam, Money charges into the corner and hits a big splash on Nikki who falls to a sitting position in the corner from the impact.
Cravate: “Come on Nikki, fight back… You can’t let a Fugly beat you like this!”
Seeming pleased with himself, Cash strolls over to the downed Nikki Walton and picks her up before lifting her onto the top turnbuckle as the crowds start to go crazy as they anticipate a big move right here in a match that has so much on the line. Sitting Nikki on the top turnbuckle, Cash tries to lift Nikki for a Superplex, but ever the wily one, Nikki uses the fact that she is shielded from the official’s view to her advantage and gouges at Cash Money’s eye with her nails and as he recoils with pain and surprise, she pushes him off the turnbuckle and he falls to the canvas as Nikki tries to shake off the cobwebs.
Caudill: “Are you kidding me? Nikki clearly gouged at the eyes of Cash there! He’s in a dangerous predicament now!”
Cravate: “I didn’t see anything… The referee didn’t see anything… So I guess it didn’t happen Chris”
Aware of her surroundings, Nikki smiles as she looks down at the fallen Cash and waits patiently on the second rope in the corner as he gets up, and as he advances on her, she leaps off and hits a picture perfect Tornado DDT that even has the fans impressed as a good smattering of the boos turned to cheers after that move.
Caudill: “And Nikki comes back with authority, Cash didn’t even see that one coming!”
Cravate: “She’s Flawless for a reason you know”
Cash Money falls onto his back as Nikki scrambles over and is just about to drape her body over his when she suddenly decides against it and instead just presses her hand on his chest. The referee looks like he isn’t going to count the pinfall until Nikki screams at him to do it as she isn’t laying on him.
Cravate: “That’s my girl! She doesn’t even want to have her body on top of his haha!”
Caudill: “Regardless, her approach may cost her if she’s not careful”
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2!
Money kicks out as the crowds pop, obviously glad that Cash still has some gas left in the tank, though she would probably have had more of a chance of pinning him if she had hooked a leg, she doesn’t seem too put off as she drags him to his feet and hits him with a European Uppercut, then another before attempting a third, but it’s blocked by Cash as he then throws a stiff right, then a left and then goes for a clothesline but Nikki ducks underneath it and without waiting longer than necessary, just as Money turns around, she hits him with the Black On Black.
Caudill: “Black On Black! Out of nowhere she hit that Pele Kick and what a sound it made when it connected!”
Cravate: “And the fans here can’t believe what they just saw, Nikki just dropped the idiot and its lights out for him!”
Money crumples to the floor like a sack of bricks and Walton walks over to him before smirking and looking down at him. It looks as if she is going to pin him, but instead she drops a knee to his face and then drags him nearer to the corner as she then scales it and gestures to her body, a sly grin on her face.
Caudill: “This showboating could cost her as she is wasting precious time”
Cravate: “She’s Flawless… She can do as she pleases!”
Caudill: “Not if Cash pulls off the upset here…”
Realising that she didn’t want to give Cash a chance to recover, Walton leaps off the top rope and hits The Revolver after gaining some serious hang time.
Caudill: “She hit The Revolver!”
Cravate: “This ones in the bag!”
The referee crouches down to count, but Nikki soon realises she is laying on top of Cash and scrambles to her feet, instead choosing to put her foot on the top of the motionless Money who looks to be out for the count as the referee looks to the Hybrid Champion who nods and the official finally makes the count.
Cravate: “Even with victory in her grasp, she didn’t want to touch him; brilliant!”
1!
2!
3!!!
Cravate: “The House Of Stone’s momentum keeps rolling on, Nikki retains!”
Caudill: “Cash gave it all he could, but the tenacious beauty was just too much for him and he narrowly misses out on becoming the Hybrid Champion here tonight on Adrenaline”
WINNER: NIKKI WALTON
NIKKI WALTON(c) vs CASH MONEY
Cash Money is stood in the centre of the ring as everyone awaits the entrance of PWX’s Hybrid Champion, Nikki Walton so that the Title match can begin.
IT’S NOT BRAGGING IF YOU BACK IT UP, BITCH!
These words flicker across the screen before the introduction to “Take It Off” 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 pointing to the “Flawless Title” she has strapped around her waist, soaking in the people’s disdain for her 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!”
Cravate: “‘The Flawless One’ is looking mighty fine this evening!”
Caudill: “She is certainly a beautiful woman, but let’ see if she can get through her first Title defence tonight!”
After posing on top of the last turnbuckle she comes to, Nikki leans against the ropes, her gaze fixed on Money before gesturing to her Title and smirking as the official walks over to her and takes the belt from Nikki, who reluctantly relinquishes it to him as he passes it to an official outside the ring.
Caudill: “Nikki didn’t look too happy about having to give the referee in charge the belt from the looks of that exchange!”
Cravate: “Would you? She’s Flawless and has to deal with such people trying to deprive her of everything she deserves!”
The official then calls for the bell to begin the match and it sounds in the arena as Nikki takes a step toward Cash who licks his lips and causes Nikki to take a wary step back at the sight of the gesture.
Caudill: “The Flawless One looked ready to start things, but now it seems as if she isn’t too sure!”
Cravate: “Would you want to even try and grapple with a buffoon like Cash? He looks as if he wants to eat her or something!”
Finally deciding that she won’t get anywhere by keeping her distance, Nikki initiates a grapple in the middle of the ring which Cash takes advantage of and immediately transitions into a scoop slam and takes her down to the canvas hard as cheers erupt in the arena.
Caudill: “Cash Money using his height and weight advantage wisely in that one as he takes her up and over with a scoop slam there”
Cravate: “The fans shouldn’t be cheering this lunatic!”
Nikki arches her back as the crowds actually start to get behind Cash in the early stage of this match as he looks down at Walton who is writhing in pain now, and decides to follow up on his early momentum by picking up the Hybrid Champion and whipping her into the corner as once again, the fans go wild seeing the House Of Stone member being beaten down by the clear underdog going into this match up. Picking up a head of steam, Money charges into the corner and hits a big splash on Nikki who falls to a sitting position in the corner from the impact.
Cravate: “Come on Nikki, fight back… You can’t let a Fugly beat you like this!”
Seeming pleased with himself, Cash strolls over to the downed Nikki Walton and picks her up before lifting her onto the top turnbuckle as the crowds start to go crazy as they anticipate a big move right here in a match that has so much on the line. Sitting Nikki on the top turnbuckle, Cash tries to lift Nikki for a Superplex, but ever the wily one, Nikki uses the fact that she is shielded from the official’s view to her advantage and gouges at Cash Money’s eye with her nails and as he recoils with pain and surprise, she pushes him off the turnbuckle and he falls to the canvas as Nikki tries to shake off the cobwebs.
Caudill: “Are you kidding me? Nikki clearly gouged at the eyes of Cash there! He’s in a dangerous predicament now!”
Cravate: “I didn’t see anything… The referee didn’t see anything… So I guess it didn’t happen Chris”
Aware of her surroundings, Nikki smiles as she looks down at the fallen Cash and waits patiently on the second rope in the corner as he gets up, and as he advances on her, she leaps off and hits a picture perfect Tornado DDT that even has the fans impressed as a good smattering of the boos turned to cheers after that move.
Caudill: “And Nikki comes back with authority, Cash didn’t even see that one coming!”
Cravate: “She’s Flawless for a reason you know”
Cash Money falls onto his back as Nikki scrambles over and is just about to drape her body over his when she suddenly decides against it and instead just presses her hand on his chest. The referee looks like he isn’t going to count the pinfall until Nikki screams at him to do it as she isn’t laying on him.
Cravate: “That’s my girl! She doesn’t even want to have her body on top of his haha!”
Caudill: “Regardless, her approach may cost her if she’s not careful”
1!
2!
Money kicks out as the crowds pop, obviously glad that Cash still has some gas left in the tank, though she would probably have had more of a chance of pinning him if she had hooked a leg, she doesn’t seem too put off as she drags him to his feet and hits him with a European Uppercut, then another before attempting a third, but it’s blocked by Cash as he then throws a stiff right, then a left and then goes for a clothesline but Nikki ducks underneath it and without waiting longer than necessary, just as Money turns around, she hits him with the Black On Black.
Caudill: “Black On Black! Out of nowhere she hit that Pele Kick and what a sound it made when it connected!”
Cravate: “And the fans here can’t believe what they just saw, Nikki just dropped the idiot and its lights out for him!”
Money crumples to the floor like a sack of bricks and Walton walks over to him before smirking and looking down at him. It looks as if she is going to pin him, but instead she drops a knee to his face and then drags him nearer to the corner as she then scales it and gestures to her body, a sly grin on her face.
Caudill: “This showboating could cost her as she is wasting precious time”
Cravate: “She’s Flawless… She can do as she pleases!”
Caudill: “Not if Cash pulls off the upset here…”
Realising that she didn’t want to give Cash a chance to recover, Walton leaps off the top rope and hits The Revolver after gaining some serious hang time.
Caudill: “She hit The Revolver!”
Cravate: “This ones in the bag!”
The referee crouches down to count, but Nikki soon realises she is laying on top of Cash and scrambles to her feet, instead choosing to put her foot on the top of the motionless Money who looks to be out for the count as the referee looks to the Hybrid Champion who nods and the official finally makes the count.
Cravate: “Even with victory in her grasp, she didn’t want to touch him; brilliant!”
1!
2!
3!!!
Cravate: “The House Of Stone’s momentum keeps rolling on, Nikki retains!”
Caudill: “Cash gave it all he could, but the tenacious beauty was just too much for him and he narrowly misses out on becoming the Hybrid Champion here tonight on Adrenaline”
WINNER: NIKKI WALTON
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Jordan Caliban's music hits and he walks out wearing street clothes hood up and Punkin Mask covering his face, he is alone head down hands in his pockets, he gets in the ring not posing or posturing and pulls a labeless mike out of his back pocket, the crowd is crucifying him chanting Why boom why over and over and he tries to talk but can't seem to get the words out
Jordan Caliban: So you all wanna know why I did what I did
The crowd pops with mainly boos
Jordan Caliban: I.... Ill be honest I don't know, there are some things that don't make sense to a lot of people that work in the world of suits and sparkly costumes, sometimes we are told to do things and be things we dont want to be, and it makes us sick, really this business can be miserable. Take last week, I spent an entire week thinking that I finally had the kind of match that meant something more than a win or a loss in the palm of my hand. A true challenge born of respect in comradery and then well we all know how it ended.
He stops for a second listening to the booing crowd who he doesn't seem to be convincing of anything
Jordan Caliban: In our world decisions get taken out of our hands, we talk to douchebags back stage about what is best for business and when one of them comes to your door 15 minutes before the bell and lays out a bullshit plan to make me a star I'm meant to take it. You know we are told when we come here that we get a lot of freedom, the major companies don't normally let you keep your indie name in PWX thats the only privilege you get. I just sold a friend out because some people like to play games. Really there are no other excuses I can give, I did my job, sometimes that means doing shit you don't like, you think every lumberjack likes only ever cutting the trees down? But its what he is paid to do..
The crowd is still not buying it and he laughs
Jordan Caliban: OK so Ill own up to it and let you all know what you really wanna know, the only fact any of you seem to give a damn about, why did I decide after week after week of defiance to finally give in an comply? It's simple really, did you not notice that even though I talked shit for weeks my punishments never came, nobody could ever touch me, but last week I let someone expose a weakness that wasn't supposed to be there in the first place. Don't get me wrong I still intend to watch the world we currently struggle to exist in burn in the fires of evolutionary revolution. I realised that the only way to come out of this war with Brian and his dwindling shower of bastards unscathed is to do it by myself. Thats really everything I have to say
And with that Caliban Hands the mike back in and hops out over the top rope, he pulls his mask off from underneath his hood so we never see his face and he walks to the back
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As Nighthawk and Jason Aries stand in front of a PWX banner, already dressed for combat, they finish taping up their wrists.
Nighthawk: "This tournament started because people wanted legitimate tag team titles. And this week, when we step in the ring with the Establishment, we're going to make sure that's exactly what everyone gets. Anything to add, Jason?"
Jason Aries: "The days of men like the Establishment holding titles just to hold them not earning them but winning them backstage is over I said it before I said it again the titles are coming home to the best tag team wrestlers in the world."
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"Hail to the King" blasts over the PA system as the crowd start booing loudly. Out from the back comes Mr. Executive Brian Hollywood and Darin Zion to the ring.
Chris: Looks like The Establishment have something to say.
Ricky: Yes, and you will give them your respect damnit!
Hollywood and Zion come trailing down the ramp not giving the audience any time of day. They both approach the ring and enter as Hollywood immediately grabs a mic from a stagehand. Zion grabs one too as the Establishment's music fade out. Hollywood and Zion are drowned in continuous boos. Hollywood looks about the crowd until finally, he has enough.
Hollywood: Shut up you worthless mother fuckers!
Crowd: YOUR AN ASS! YOUR AN ASS!
Hollywood shakes his head as he smiles methodically.
Hollywood: You people still don't get it, do you? Was is it with you people anyways? Have you guys still not gotten over the fact that you have been graced by our presence in some fashion the last several weeks? Is what were doing not satisfying you enough? Well get a real fucking good look because this shit isn't going to get any better for you!
Zion smiles as he interjects a bit.
Zion: Hey, you said shit! Which speaking of, how's that shit going for you, Adam? Looks to me like your not satisfied enough yet! You had to be a stupid dumb shit and attack Morgana! You know, I would fire you....but instead, I'm going to press charges on your mother fucking ass! How about that?!
The crowd jeer at Zion.
Hollywood: Hey Winnipeg, how bout your homeboy now?!
Hollywood laughs as the crowd let him have it.
Crowd: YOUR A DICK! YOUR A DICK!
Hollywood blows them off as Zion rants a little more on the mic.
Zion: So congratulations, Nighthawk and Jason Aries, cause now your going to get my wrath for Stryker's actions! I'm not in a pleasant mood anymore and I will tear your fucking heads off!
Hollywood: Which speaking of you illiterate bastards, you do realize that Zion and I are the best tag team to ever grace this ring right? I could forgive your inaccurate history and just let it go...but instead, I'm going to humiliate the two of you yet again. Only this time, after were finished in this ring, I could just add to your humiliation by firing the both of you! To not have knowledge of The Establishment's accomplishments is like acknowledging the fact that there was never a jobber by the name of Ryan James Dio in PWX! Everyone fucking knows who Ryan James Dio is...even if the fucker is a jobber! He may have been a jobber, but everyone knew who the fuck he was. Even people outside of PWX knew who Dio was. Dio is a part of some history in that fashion. You can't rob PWX of it's history and the fact of the matter is The Establishment is one of the greatest tag teams in the history of PWX!
The crowd start to boo out Hollywood as he just ignores it and continues over the mic, despite the fact that he's getting booed loudly.
Hollywood: Tonight, The Establishment will reign supreme! Tonight, The Establishment will further set examples of what happens to people who try to cross us. It's all easy...all I have to do is snap my fingers, and the whole parade will come raining down on anyone who oppose. It's not rocket science to know the result of tonight's match up. If you people truly expect anything to come out of your "heroes" then your sadly delusional! The Establishment will win...and then continue to set examples for people who dare to oppose us! You've already seen what I've been capable of tonight. I fucking fired Rhonin for being an incompetent bastard and not following simple instructions! It's no secret I'm not afraid to take action around here and I fucking will! I will not stand for your bullshit and I will continue to keep setting examples for as long as you people continue to be blind, deaf and fucking stupid!
Hollywood drops the mic and kicks it out of the ring as Zion does the same. Both men remain in the ring as their match is about to begin.
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PWX WORLD CUP RD2 MATCH
#2 BAD COMPANY vs #10 THE ESTABLISHMENT
Alexis Lace: “This next contest is a tag team attraction scheduled for one fall with a 1-hour time limit and is a 2nd round match in the PWX Tag Team World Cup Tournament.”
As The Establishment stand in their corner, going over strategies for this contest, the arena lights slowly fade into darkness one section of the arena at a time as the sold-out crowd rises to their feet and begins cheering as strobe lights move throughout the arena. Almost as quickly the opening strains of “Shoot to Thrill (Personal Jesus\Holding Out For A Hero Intro)” by Halestorm boom out through the sold-out arena as Nighthawk and Jason Aries stand at the top of the ramp surveying the crowd before bumping fists and walking down the ring ramp slowly but confidently. Slapping hands with the first few rows of ringside, taking special care to embrace the kids as they do so, both men slide onto the ring apron before standing on opposite sides of the turnbuckles.
Alexis Lace: “Introducing first, in the corner to my left, at a total combined weight of 442 pounds, the team of Darin Zion and Brian Hollywood….. The Establishment!”
As Darin Zion and Brian Hollywood step out of their corner, confident smirks on their face as the victory in their minds appears to be quite assured, the crowd responds to them by bombing the ring with multi-colored toilet paper, paper soda cups, and other refuse while chanting “Die, Establishment, Die” over and over again until the din is almost deafening.
Alexis Lace: “Their opponents and the #2 seed in the tournament, at a total combined weight of 387 pounds, the team of Nighthawk and Jason Aries…. Bad Company!”
As Nighthawk and Jason Aries step out of the corner, removing their ring jackets and handing them off to a ringside attendant who makes a beeline for the back with them, the crowd throws in streamers for them as well and chants “Bad Company” and “Next World Champs” which draws a rebuking wave of the finger from The Establishment, but surprisingly also from Bad Company although their dismissal of that show of confidence appears to be half-hearted at best.
Chris: Listen to these people, Ricky! Their all eating this match up!
Ricky: It's quite obvious who's going to win this match..Mr. Hollywood and Darin Zion are going to bury Bad Company and then fire them after their match for their incompetence!
[As the referee is about to call for the opening bell, Elijah Black and Daniel Everett appear at the top of the ramp, catching the eye of the referee and the in-ring competitors. Everett turns to Black and says something, and Black nods - before signalling to those in the ring they can carry on]
As the referee brings both teams into the center of the ring to explain to them the rules, both teams shake hands although that also turns into a staring contest with both Bad Company and The Establishment showing no signs whatsoever of backing down from the other. Finally stepping back to their respective corners Jason Aries stays in the ring to start the match for his team, as Darin Zion does the same for The Establishment. Locking up quickly Darin Zion is able to slip out the back door with a side headlock and quickly take it over into a grounded variation of the same hold, causing Nighthawk to lean over and instruct his tag team partner on the best way to escape it as Brian Hollywood does the exact opposite on his side of the ring. Slowly crossing his feet together at the ankles Jason Aries finally wriggles his way out of the headlock, loosening out the muscles in his neck as he does so while staring a hole through Darin Zion. Stretching out against the ropes, complete and utter seriousness now evident in his eyes, Jason Aries again locks up with Darin Zion and this time pops off a lightning quick satellite armdrag as Darin Zion looks around baffled before both men tag in their partners. Leaping over the top rope with élan, as though he is both trying a subtle showcase of Bad Company’s speed advantage and indicating that the knee injury he suffered many moons ago is completely healed, Nighthawk quickly locks up with Brian Hollywood and tries to lock up with him and quickly goes for a single-leg takedown which he is only partially able to get as the Los Angeles native counters his way out by sprawling. But as he does that the “Wrestling Machine” takes advantage of the opening that leaves by popping right through into a quick sunset flip that gets an equally quick 2-count before quickly popping off a gorgeous japanese armdrag right through into a wraparound armdrag as Brian Hollywood finally rolls to the floor where he can be seen mouthing “What the FUCK was that?” to Darin Zion who joins him there as Bad Company stands in the center of the ring watching The Establishment strategize on the floor getting increasingly angry with every second they work over their game plan.
Chris: Bad Company look to have the opening bout of this match in their control.
Ricky: I have to agree with The Establishment...what the FUCK was that?! I've seen Bad Company do some interesting moves, but god damn..
Sliding back underneath the bottom rope, the strategy session apparently over, Brian Hollywood stretches out against the ropes and again locks up with Nighthawk. Coming out of the back door with another side headlock Brian uses his advantages in strength to guide this hold in the direction of the Establishment corner, or at least attempts to. Because as he does so Nighthawk simply pulls on the left elbow of Brian Hollywood to escape the hold before ropewalking backwards up the turnbuckles in full view of an utterly gob smacked Darin Zion before using that as an excuse to hit another quick armdrag right through into a crucifix pin that gets a quick 2-count, before holding on for an armbar and tagging Jason Aries back in while still keeping the armbar applied as Darin Zion fumes on the outside of the ring and even debates going in before the referee pulls him back towards his corner and instructs him that he cannot enter the ring unless tagged in. Quickly grabbing hold of the armbar, wrenching on it as he does so, Jason Aries places his left knee directly in the triceps muscle to keep the arm immobilized as he continues to apply more and more torque on the left arm. reaching back and tagging in Nighthawk with his free hand Jason Aries then pulls up on the arm until Brian Hollywood is in referee’s position before the “Wrestling Machine” slingshots himself in right through into a La Majistral cradle that gets a quick 2-count, and finally draws Darin Zion in. Seeing him coming out of the corner of his eye Nighthawk hits a gorgeous drop toehold and holds onto it, allowing Jason Aries to run in and hit a running bulldog before Nighthawk quickly slides through into a Muta Lock that allows Jason Aries to hit a running basement dropkick to the face. Rushing Bad Company Brian Hollywood goes for a double lariat only to find that ducked as he is quickly planted with stereo superkicks right on the point of the jaw that sends him to the outside reeling and confused. Shrugging their shoulders the “Man of 1000 Holds” and “The Phenom” decide to go and get their quarry with stereo tope suicidas before rolling back into the ring and basking in the cheers of the sold-out crowd as the Establishment lie against the guardrails, trying to figure out exactly what’s going on.
Ricky: Man, this is bullshit! How is Bad Company still getting away with their bullshit wrestling moves?
Chris: It's simple. They can wrestle.
Ricky: What the fuck ever! You call THAT wrestling?!
Chris: Yes...what would you call it?
Ricky: Bundled Politics.
Finally sliding in the ring, having apparently got their wits about them again, Darin Zion takes one look at Nighthawk and open-hand slaps him across the face which draws a shocked gasp from the crowd as the Chicago native runs his tongue around his teeth as his eyes slowly begin to glow with anger. Giving chase to Darin Zion who, by this point, has left the ring Nighthawk never sees Darin Zion tag in Brian Hollywood in full view of the referee. Going for a superkick the Chicago native looks confused when Zion ducks out of the ring. But as Brian Hollywood sets up for a lariat Nighthawk sees it and ducks out of the way, prompted by Jason Aries who quickly slingshots himself in with an armdrag. Whipping Brian Hollywood into the turnbuckles Nighthawk then gets down on all fours, allowing Jason Aries to springboard over him with a forearm smash to the face of Darin Zion before “The Phenom” returns the favor. But as the “Wrestling Machine” attempts to springboard off of his partner’s shoulders with a Stinger Splash Brian Hollywood pulls Darin Zion out of the way, forcing Nighthawk to land chest-first on the top turnbuckle and bounce back into the ring as he crumples to the mat like a child’s discarded plaything. Turning around to see what’s going on Jason Aries walks right into a Zion Effect from Darin Zion who then throws him out of the ring, as the Establishment bask in the boos of the sold-out crowd before Brian Hollywood rolls Nighthawk in the ring and lands a jumping kneedrop to the forehead before hitting a falling headbutt to the abdomen. Quickly tagging in Darin Zion both men hit a double vertical suplex before Darin Zion covers and gets a quick 2-count. Glaring at the referee, almost intimating that he pays the referee’s salary before thinking better of it, Darin Zion then focuses his attention on Nighthawk by standing him up and pulling him into the Establishment corner as Jason Aries slowly begins to stir on the floor and starts to make the slow crawl towards his corner. Meanwhile, back in the ring, Darin Zion hits a textbook slingshot suplex before tagging in Brian Hollywood, who quickly moves in and grinds the bone of his forearm right across the ear of the “Man of 1000 Holds” before covering and again getting a 2-count.
Ricky: Now this is wrestling!
Chris: Gee that's funny, only now do you actually talk when The Establishment takes over.
Ricky: Why not? I was getting tired of watching Bad Company not wrestle!
Chris: Regardless of your logic, they do have control of this match now.
Glaring at the referee, something approaching hatred in his eyes, Brian Hollywood nonetheless pulls Nighthawk up to his feet and blisters him with a gigantic european uppercut that sends him wobbling into the corner, as Darin Zion stands on the ring apron and mockingly chants Bad Company in an attempt to further incite the already ravenously anti-Establishment crowd. As Nighthawk holds onto the ropes Brian Hollywood lands a hard elbow to the temple and then a snap suplex before tagging in Darin Zion, who struts his way into the ring and blows a mocking kiss in the direction of Jason Aries who is in the corner holding the tag rope and blinking out the cobwebs in his eyes. Heading to the 2nd turnbuckle on the inside Darin Zion comes off with a double axe handle right behind the left ear of the Chicago native. Covering quickly Darin again glares at the referee before moving in with a seated sleeper. Locking his fingers together underneath the chin to try and get the absolute most out of the hold Darin Zion yanks back tightly as the referee makes a beeline towards Nighthawk to see if he wants to give up, which is responded to with a strangled “No” from the Chicago native. Shaking his fingers both to keep himself from fully succumbing to the sleeper as well as to try and set up a trap for Darin Zion the “Wrestling Machine” finally musters up enough energy to pull his left hand directly into the face of Darin Zion who grabs it and quickly is victim to a rolling wrist snap. Rolling back to his feet the “Man of 1000 Holds” expends every last bit of energy that he has left and lands a gorgeous no-look enzuigiri that lands like a gunshot throughout the arena before collapsing onto his back in the center of the ring as a fully revived Jason Aries roots him on from their corner.
Chris: This could be another turning point! Nighthawk really needed that opening there!
Ricky: Don't get your hopes up, there's no way Bad Company even have the slightest of chances of turning this thing around. They are wrestling a hopeless match anyway.
crawling towards his corner on his forearms, his entire body straining with the effort of getting there as well as from the lack of energy in his body, Nighthawk is pulled to his feet by a slightly panicked Brian Hollywood only to find himself hit with a gorgeous superkick right on the point of the jaw before he collapses forward and tags in Jason Aries right before he rolls to the ring apron to catch his breath with apparently nothing more left in his tank . Springboarding in with a tornado DDT on Darin Zion Jason Aries quickly follows that up with a hard leaping forearm smash on Brian Hollywood, before the Minneapolis native follows that up with a gorgeous standing dropkick on Brian Hollywood and then a springboard corkscrew moonsault that gets a quick 2-count. Taking a quick glance over to see that his tag team partner is not yet ready to participate in the match Jason Aries picks up Darin Zion and hits a Tiger Bomb that gets a quick 2-count. Climbing up to the top turnbuckle “The Phenom” hits a gorgeous Dragon Rana to Brian Hollywood that gets another 2-count as Nighthawk slowly begins to stand up to his feet, albeit still on wobbly legs as the beating he suffered still is showing its effect as Darin Zion tries to roll to the floor to catch his breath. But as he does so the “Wrestling Machine” flies out of nowhere with a gorgeous tope elbow suicida to the floor, leaning against the ring apron to catch his breath. Seemingly fully rejuvenated Nighthawk quickly moves in the ring as they both focus on Brian Hollywood as Jason Aries hits a spinning sole butt kick to the stomach, followed by a superkick from Nighthawk and then a enzuigiri\superkick combination from the both of them before the Chicago native heads up to the top turnbuckle perhaps looking to hit the Signature. But as he does so Tiami Tyler and Chris Diamond rush to the ring. While Tiami busies herself with distracting the referee Chris Diamond tries to push Nighthawk off of the top turnbuckle only for Nighthawk to see him coming and take him out with a spaceman moonsault to the floor, taking out Darin Zion as he does so. But while Jason Aries sets Brian Hollywood up for Aries Rage Schmied sneaks into the ring and absolutely plasters him with a powerbomb. Dragging Brian Hollywood on top of Jason Aries Schmied leaves the ring, smirking alongside a horrified-looking Tiami Tyler and Chris Diamond who are frantically trying to signal Schmied about something.
But as the referee moves to inform the ring announcer about the victory John Ojeda makes a beeline towards the ring and points out to the referee Schmied’s boot still laying in the middle of the ring. Looking at the boot, and then back at Schmied who happens to have a boot missing, the referee steps over to the ring announcer and whispers something in her ear.
Alexis Lace: “If I could have your attention please, ladies and gentlemen. Due to outside interference, the winners of this match…..”
But before she can get the sentence out Nighthawk runs over to the referee and begs him to simply restart the match, explaining that they have no desire to win that way. Appearing to be sold by their argument the referee modifies his instructions to the ring announcer as the “Wrestling Machine” moves into the ring to both revive his tag team partner and tell him what happened.
Alexis Lace: “Again, if I may have your attention please, ladies and gentlemen. The original ruling of the referee was a disqualification win for Bad Company. However, due to protest from Bad Company, he has now decided that the match will be restarted.”
Ricky: Are they insane?!
Chris: Sounds like Bad Company want to do this the RIGHT way!
Ricky: That was still a very stupid call by them...no wonder their a shitty tag team!
But as the referee moves to ring the bell Tiami Tyler and Chris Diamond immediately move to protest this turn of events only to be taken out by Wrath and TJ Codair who run down to ringside and quickly get in an all-out brawl with the both of them that takes all 4 back through the ringside curtain, as Schmied is greeted by a beyond-furious Adam Stryker who brawls with Schmied all the way through the crowd. But as all of this going on Brian Hollywood slowly pulls himself to his feet, looking around as he realizes that what was a well-crafted plan has fallen in on itself as he sees the rest of the Establishment slowly being taken out courtesy of the other enemies they have made. Turning slowly back around he is suddenly greeted by a very angry Nighthawk who hits him with a step-up enzuigiri to the back of the head setting up Jason Aries for a standing shiranui, which Nighthawk finishes up with a running shining wizard to the face. However as they pick him up to set up for the Signature, Darin Zion pulls Nighthawk off of the top turnbuckle and onto the ring apron where they immediately begin trading forearm smashes. Meanwhile, in the ring, Jason Aries goes for a roaring forearm which Brian Hollywood ducks out of the way of and lands a rotating spinebuster that gets a quick 2-count as Darin Zion and Nighthawk continue to trade forearm smashes before the “Wrestling Machine” ducks underneath one and hits a shiranui on the ring apron that sends both men to the floor, and out of the match temporarily. Deciding that now is as good a time as any to try and finish off “The Phenom” Brian Hollywood hits a running Liger Bomb that gets a 2-count as he looks in shock at the referee, apparently disbelieving that Jason Aries was able to kick out.
Chris: Hollywood can't believe it! Look at his face!
Ricky: This is starting to become a fucking injustice! Mr. Hollywood needs to fire that god damn referee!
Chris: Oh believe the magic happening in the ring! Looks like Codair, Ojeda AND Stryker all want to make sure this match goes down the right way!
Running his thumb across his throat to signal the end of the match Brian Hollywood backs up to the nearest corner to set up for the Layoff only to see Jason Aries counter that with a hard forearm smash to the face before pushing him back to the turnbuckle where Jason Aries and a revived Nighthawk hit the Yakuza Kick\Corner Enzuigiri combination they call Company’s Here which lands like a gunshot and crumples up Brian Hollywood in the corner like a child’s discarded plaything. But as they set up for the Signature Jason Aries gets taken out by Darin Zion who lands a leaping inverted DDT only to turn around right into a missile dropkick from Nighthawk who then is clotheslined out of his boots by Brian Hollywood as all 4 men crumple to the mat. crawling on his forearms towards Jason Aries “Mr. Executive” covers and looks heartbrokenly up at the referee when he informs him that the “Phenom” was able to kick out at 2. Trying to drag an exhausted Darin Zion up to his feet to try and finish off Nighthawk Brian Hollywood hits a powerbomb which Darin Zion supplements with a lungblower, only getting a 2-count as the “Wrestling Machine” kicks out before rolling to the floor which serves the dual purposes of giving him a breather and drawing the fresher Jason Aries into the ring. Slingshotting himself in with a expertly timed Ace Crusher on Darin Zion the Minneapolis native bangs his fists on the turnbuckles and quickly goes for an Aries Judgment on Brian Hollywood, who blocks it as best as he can before “Mr. Executive” rolls into a sunset flip which Jason Aries exits out of leaving Brian Hollywood perfectly open for a falling crossbody from Nighthawk who then springboards off of the back of Jason Aries with a dropkick on Darin Zion, which he supplements with a triangle quebrada moonsault to the floor before heading up to the top turnbuckle. Meanwhile in the ring Jason Aries lands a leaping elbow smash to the face before twisting Brian Hollywood into a neckbreaker which he drops down on at the exact moment Nighthawk comes down with a diving crossbody before gesturing for Jason Aries to cover. Covering quickly Jason Aries gets the 3-count as the sold-out crowd exults in cheers and Bad Company embraces in the center of the ring.
Alexis Lace: “The winners of the match, advancing to the next round of the tournament, the team of Nighthawk and Jason Aries…. Bad Company!”
[As the bell rings, Black catches the eye of Bad Company and clearly mouths "We're still here" before he taps Everett on the shoulder and the two turns and head backstage]
Ricky: SON OF A BITCH!
Chris: BAD COMPANY HAS DONE IT!! They have eliminated Brian Hollywood and Darin Zion from the tournament! Incredible!
Ricky: The Establishment HAD them at LEAST four different times in that match! I think they got fucking screwed!
Chris: Oh no one got screwed out of this one Ricky! The fans are on their feet as finally they have gotten a little bit of justice! Bad Company have gotten their revenge and have done everyone and the rest of the tournament teams a favor by eliminating The Establishment. What a great match that was!
WINNERS: BAD COMPANY
#2 BAD COMPANY vs #10 THE ESTABLISHMENT
Alexis Lace: “This next contest is a tag team attraction scheduled for one fall with a 1-hour time limit and is a 2nd round match in the PWX Tag Team World Cup Tournament.”
As The Establishment stand in their corner, going over strategies for this contest, the arena lights slowly fade into darkness one section of the arena at a time as the sold-out crowd rises to their feet and begins cheering as strobe lights move throughout the arena. Almost as quickly the opening strains of “Shoot to Thrill (Personal Jesus\Holding Out For A Hero Intro)” by Halestorm boom out through the sold-out arena as Nighthawk and Jason Aries stand at the top of the ramp surveying the crowd before bumping fists and walking down the ring ramp slowly but confidently. Slapping hands with the first few rows of ringside, taking special care to embrace the kids as they do so, both men slide onto the ring apron before standing on opposite sides of the turnbuckles.
Alexis Lace: “Introducing first, in the corner to my left, at a total combined weight of 442 pounds, the team of Darin Zion and Brian Hollywood….. The Establishment!”
As Darin Zion and Brian Hollywood step out of their corner, confident smirks on their face as the victory in their minds appears to be quite assured, the crowd responds to them by bombing the ring with multi-colored toilet paper, paper soda cups, and other refuse while chanting “Die, Establishment, Die” over and over again until the din is almost deafening.
Alexis Lace: “Their opponents and the #2 seed in the tournament, at a total combined weight of 387 pounds, the team of Nighthawk and Jason Aries…. Bad Company!”
As Nighthawk and Jason Aries step out of the corner, removing their ring jackets and handing them off to a ringside attendant who makes a beeline for the back with them, the crowd throws in streamers for them as well and chants “Bad Company” and “Next World Champs” which draws a rebuking wave of the finger from The Establishment, but surprisingly also from Bad Company although their dismissal of that show of confidence appears to be half-hearted at best.
Chris: Listen to these people, Ricky! Their all eating this match up!
Ricky: It's quite obvious who's going to win this match..Mr. Hollywood and Darin Zion are going to bury Bad Company and then fire them after their match for their incompetence!
[As the referee is about to call for the opening bell, Elijah Black and Daniel Everett appear at the top of the ramp, catching the eye of the referee and the in-ring competitors. Everett turns to Black and says something, and Black nods - before signalling to those in the ring they can carry on]
As the referee brings both teams into the center of the ring to explain to them the rules, both teams shake hands although that also turns into a staring contest with both Bad Company and The Establishment showing no signs whatsoever of backing down from the other. Finally stepping back to their respective corners Jason Aries stays in the ring to start the match for his team, as Darin Zion does the same for The Establishment. Locking up quickly Darin Zion is able to slip out the back door with a side headlock and quickly take it over into a grounded variation of the same hold, causing Nighthawk to lean over and instruct his tag team partner on the best way to escape it as Brian Hollywood does the exact opposite on his side of the ring. Slowly crossing his feet together at the ankles Jason Aries finally wriggles his way out of the headlock, loosening out the muscles in his neck as he does so while staring a hole through Darin Zion. Stretching out against the ropes, complete and utter seriousness now evident in his eyes, Jason Aries again locks up with Darin Zion and this time pops off a lightning quick satellite armdrag as Darin Zion looks around baffled before both men tag in their partners. Leaping over the top rope with élan, as though he is both trying a subtle showcase of Bad Company’s speed advantage and indicating that the knee injury he suffered many moons ago is completely healed, Nighthawk quickly locks up with Brian Hollywood and tries to lock up with him and quickly goes for a single-leg takedown which he is only partially able to get as the Los Angeles native counters his way out by sprawling. But as he does that the “Wrestling Machine” takes advantage of the opening that leaves by popping right through into a quick sunset flip that gets an equally quick 2-count before quickly popping off a gorgeous japanese armdrag right through into a wraparound armdrag as Brian Hollywood finally rolls to the floor where he can be seen mouthing “What the FUCK was that?” to Darin Zion who joins him there as Bad Company stands in the center of the ring watching The Establishment strategize on the floor getting increasingly angry with every second they work over their game plan.
Chris: Bad Company look to have the opening bout of this match in their control.
Ricky: I have to agree with The Establishment...what the FUCK was that?! I've seen Bad Company do some interesting moves, but god damn..
Sliding back underneath the bottom rope, the strategy session apparently over, Brian Hollywood stretches out against the ropes and again locks up with Nighthawk. Coming out of the back door with another side headlock Brian uses his advantages in strength to guide this hold in the direction of the Establishment corner, or at least attempts to. Because as he does so Nighthawk simply pulls on the left elbow of Brian Hollywood to escape the hold before ropewalking backwards up the turnbuckles in full view of an utterly gob smacked Darin Zion before using that as an excuse to hit another quick armdrag right through into a crucifix pin that gets a quick 2-count, before holding on for an armbar and tagging Jason Aries back in while still keeping the armbar applied as Darin Zion fumes on the outside of the ring and even debates going in before the referee pulls him back towards his corner and instructs him that he cannot enter the ring unless tagged in. Quickly grabbing hold of the armbar, wrenching on it as he does so, Jason Aries places his left knee directly in the triceps muscle to keep the arm immobilized as he continues to apply more and more torque on the left arm. reaching back and tagging in Nighthawk with his free hand Jason Aries then pulls up on the arm until Brian Hollywood is in referee’s position before the “Wrestling Machine” slingshots himself in right through into a La Majistral cradle that gets a quick 2-count, and finally draws Darin Zion in. Seeing him coming out of the corner of his eye Nighthawk hits a gorgeous drop toehold and holds onto it, allowing Jason Aries to run in and hit a running bulldog before Nighthawk quickly slides through into a Muta Lock that allows Jason Aries to hit a running basement dropkick to the face. Rushing Bad Company Brian Hollywood goes for a double lariat only to find that ducked as he is quickly planted with stereo superkicks right on the point of the jaw that sends him to the outside reeling and confused. Shrugging their shoulders the “Man of 1000 Holds” and “The Phenom” decide to go and get their quarry with stereo tope suicidas before rolling back into the ring and basking in the cheers of the sold-out crowd as the Establishment lie against the guardrails, trying to figure out exactly what’s going on.
Ricky: Man, this is bullshit! How is Bad Company still getting away with their bullshit wrestling moves?
Chris: It's simple. They can wrestle.
Ricky: What the fuck ever! You call THAT wrestling?!
Chris: Yes...what would you call it?
Ricky: Bundled Politics.
Finally sliding in the ring, having apparently got their wits about them again, Darin Zion takes one look at Nighthawk and open-hand slaps him across the face which draws a shocked gasp from the crowd as the Chicago native runs his tongue around his teeth as his eyes slowly begin to glow with anger. Giving chase to Darin Zion who, by this point, has left the ring Nighthawk never sees Darin Zion tag in Brian Hollywood in full view of the referee. Going for a superkick the Chicago native looks confused when Zion ducks out of the ring. But as Brian Hollywood sets up for a lariat Nighthawk sees it and ducks out of the way, prompted by Jason Aries who quickly slingshots himself in with an armdrag. Whipping Brian Hollywood into the turnbuckles Nighthawk then gets down on all fours, allowing Jason Aries to springboard over him with a forearm smash to the face of Darin Zion before “The Phenom” returns the favor. But as the “Wrestling Machine” attempts to springboard off of his partner’s shoulders with a Stinger Splash Brian Hollywood pulls Darin Zion out of the way, forcing Nighthawk to land chest-first on the top turnbuckle and bounce back into the ring as he crumples to the mat like a child’s discarded plaything. Turning around to see what’s going on Jason Aries walks right into a Zion Effect from Darin Zion who then throws him out of the ring, as the Establishment bask in the boos of the sold-out crowd before Brian Hollywood rolls Nighthawk in the ring and lands a jumping kneedrop to the forehead before hitting a falling headbutt to the abdomen. Quickly tagging in Darin Zion both men hit a double vertical suplex before Darin Zion covers and gets a quick 2-count. Glaring at the referee, almost intimating that he pays the referee’s salary before thinking better of it, Darin Zion then focuses his attention on Nighthawk by standing him up and pulling him into the Establishment corner as Jason Aries slowly begins to stir on the floor and starts to make the slow crawl towards his corner. Meanwhile, back in the ring, Darin Zion hits a textbook slingshot suplex before tagging in Brian Hollywood, who quickly moves in and grinds the bone of his forearm right across the ear of the “Man of 1000 Holds” before covering and again getting a 2-count.
Ricky: Now this is wrestling!
Chris: Gee that's funny, only now do you actually talk when The Establishment takes over.
Ricky: Why not? I was getting tired of watching Bad Company not wrestle!
Chris: Regardless of your logic, they do have control of this match now.
Glaring at the referee, something approaching hatred in his eyes, Brian Hollywood nonetheless pulls Nighthawk up to his feet and blisters him with a gigantic european uppercut that sends him wobbling into the corner, as Darin Zion stands on the ring apron and mockingly chants Bad Company in an attempt to further incite the already ravenously anti-Establishment crowd. As Nighthawk holds onto the ropes Brian Hollywood lands a hard elbow to the temple and then a snap suplex before tagging in Darin Zion, who struts his way into the ring and blows a mocking kiss in the direction of Jason Aries who is in the corner holding the tag rope and blinking out the cobwebs in his eyes. Heading to the 2nd turnbuckle on the inside Darin Zion comes off with a double axe handle right behind the left ear of the Chicago native. Covering quickly Darin again glares at the referee before moving in with a seated sleeper. Locking his fingers together underneath the chin to try and get the absolute most out of the hold Darin Zion yanks back tightly as the referee makes a beeline towards Nighthawk to see if he wants to give up, which is responded to with a strangled “No” from the Chicago native. Shaking his fingers both to keep himself from fully succumbing to the sleeper as well as to try and set up a trap for Darin Zion the “Wrestling Machine” finally musters up enough energy to pull his left hand directly into the face of Darin Zion who grabs it and quickly is victim to a rolling wrist snap. Rolling back to his feet the “Man of 1000 Holds” expends every last bit of energy that he has left and lands a gorgeous no-look enzuigiri that lands like a gunshot throughout the arena before collapsing onto his back in the center of the ring as a fully revived Jason Aries roots him on from their corner.
Chris: This could be another turning point! Nighthawk really needed that opening there!
Ricky: Don't get your hopes up, there's no way Bad Company even have the slightest of chances of turning this thing around. They are wrestling a hopeless match anyway.
crawling towards his corner on his forearms, his entire body straining with the effort of getting there as well as from the lack of energy in his body, Nighthawk is pulled to his feet by a slightly panicked Brian Hollywood only to find himself hit with a gorgeous superkick right on the point of the jaw before he collapses forward and tags in Jason Aries right before he rolls to the ring apron to catch his breath with apparently nothing more left in his tank . Springboarding in with a tornado DDT on Darin Zion Jason Aries quickly follows that up with a hard leaping forearm smash on Brian Hollywood, before the Minneapolis native follows that up with a gorgeous standing dropkick on Brian Hollywood and then a springboard corkscrew moonsault that gets a quick 2-count. Taking a quick glance over to see that his tag team partner is not yet ready to participate in the match Jason Aries picks up Darin Zion and hits a Tiger Bomb that gets a quick 2-count. Climbing up to the top turnbuckle “The Phenom” hits a gorgeous Dragon Rana to Brian Hollywood that gets another 2-count as Nighthawk slowly begins to stand up to his feet, albeit still on wobbly legs as the beating he suffered still is showing its effect as Darin Zion tries to roll to the floor to catch his breath. But as he does so the “Wrestling Machine” flies out of nowhere with a gorgeous tope elbow suicida to the floor, leaning against the ring apron to catch his breath. Seemingly fully rejuvenated Nighthawk quickly moves in the ring as they both focus on Brian Hollywood as Jason Aries hits a spinning sole butt kick to the stomach, followed by a superkick from Nighthawk and then a enzuigiri\superkick combination from the both of them before the Chicago native heads up to the top turnbuckle perhaps looking to hit the Signature. But as he does so Tiami Tyler and Chris Diamond rush to the ring. While Tiami busies herself with distracting the referee Chris Diamond tries to push Nighthawk off of the top turnbuckle only for Nighthawk to see him coming and take him out with a spaceman moonsault to the floor, taking out Darin Zion as he does so. But while Jason Aries sets Brian Hollywood up for Aries Rage Schmied sneaks into the ring and absolutely plasters him with a powerbomb. Dragging Brian Hollywood on top of Jason Aries Schmied leaves the ring, smirking alongside a horrified-looking Tiami Tyler and Chris Diamond who are frantically trying to signal Schmied about something.
But as the referee moves to inform the ring announcer about the victory John Ojeda makes a beeline towards the ring and points out to the referee Schmied’s boot still laying in the middle of the ring. Looking at the boot, and then back at Schmied who happens to have a boot missing, the referee steps over to the ring announcer and whispers something in her ear.
Alexis Lace: “If I could have your attention please, ladies and gentlemen. Due to outside interference, the winners of this match…..”
But before she can get the sentence out Nighthawk runs over to the referee and begs him to simply restart the match, explaining that they have no desire to win that way. Appearing to be sold by their argument the referee modifies his instructions to the ring announcer as the “Wrestling Machine” moves into the ring to both revive his tag team partner and tell him what happened.
Alexis Lace: “Again, if I may have your attention please, ladies and gentlemen. The original ruling of the referee was a disqualification win for Bad Company. However, due to protest from Bad Company, he has now decided that the match will be restarted.”
Ricky: Are they insane?!
Chris: Sounds like Bad Company want to do this the RIGHT way!
Ricky: That was still a very stupid call by them...no wonder their a shitty tag team!
But as the referee moves to ring the bell Tiami Tyler and Chris Diamond immediately move to protest this turn of events only to be taken out by Wrath and TJ Codair who run down to ringside and quickly get in an all-out brawl with the both of them that takes all 4 back through the ringside curtain, as Schmied is greeted by a beyond-furious Adam Stryker who brawls with Schmied all the way through the crowd. But as all of this going on Brian Hollywood slowly pulls himself to his feet, looking around as he realizes that what was a well-crafted plan has fallen in on itself as he sees the rest of the Establishment slowly being taken out courtesy of the other enemies they have made. Turning slowly back around he is suddenly greeted by a very angry Nighthawk who hits him with a step-up enzuigiri to the back of the head setting up Jason Aries for a standing shiranui, which Nighthawk finishes up with a running shining wizard to the face. However as they pick him up to set up for the Signature, Darin Zion pulls Nighthawk off of the top turnbuckle and onto the ring apron where they immediately begin trading forearm smashes. Meanwhile, in the ring, Jason Aries goes for a roaring forearm which Brian Hollywood ducks out of the way of and lands a rotating spinebuster that gets a quick 2-count as Darin Zion and Nighthawk continue to trade forearm smashes before the “Wrestling Machine” ducks underneath one and hits a shiranui on the ring apron that sends both men to the floor, and out of the match temporarily. Deciding that now is as good a time as any to try and finish off “The Phenom” Brian Hollywood hits a running Liger Bomb that gets a 2-count as he looks in shock at the referee, apparently disbelieving that Jason Aries was able to kick out.
Chris: Hollywood can't believe it! Look at his face!
Ricky: This is starting to become a fucking injustice! Mr. Hollywood needs to fire that god damn referee!
Chris: Oh believe the magic happening in the ring! Looks like Codair, Ojeda AND Stryker all want to make sure this match goes down the right way!
Running his thumb across his throat to signal the end of the match Brian Hollywood backs up to the nearest corner to set up for the Layoff only to see Jason Aries counter that with a hard forearm smash to the face before pushing him back to the turnbuckle where Jason Aries and a revived Nighthawk hit the Yakuza Kick\Corner Enzuigiri combination they call Company’s Here which lands like a gunshot and crumples up Brian Hollywood in the corner like a child’s discarded plaything. But as they set up for the Signature Jason Aries gets taken out by Darin Zion who lands a leaping inverted DDT only to turn around right into a missile dropkick from Nighthawk who then is clotheslined out of his boots by Brian Hollywood as all 4 men crumple to the mat. crawling on his forearms towards Jason Aries “Mr. Executive” covers and looks heartbrokenly up at the referee when he informs him that the “Phenom” was able to kick out at 2. Trying to drag an exhausted Darin Zion up to his feet to try and finish off Nighthawk Brian Hollywood hits a powerbomb which Darin Zion supplements with a lungblower, only getting a 2-count as the “Wrestling Machine” kicks out before rolling to the floor which serves the dual purposes of giving him a breather and drawing the fresher Jason Aries into the ring. Slingshotting himself in with a expertly timed Ace Crusher on Darin Zion the Minneapolis native bangs his fists on the turnbuckles and quickly goes for an Aries Judgment on Brian Hollywood, who blocks it as best as he can before “Mr. Executive” rolls into a sunset flip which Jason Aries exits out of leaving Brian Hollywood perfectly open for a falling crossbody from Nighthawk who then springboards off of the back of Jason Aries with a dropkick on Darin Zion, which he supplements with a triangle quebrada moonsault to the floor before heading up to the top turnbuckle. Meanwhile in the ring Jason Aries lands a leaping elbow smash to the face before twisting Brian Hollywood into a neckbreaker which he drops down on at the exact moment Nighthawk comes down with a diving crossbody before gesturing for Jason Aries to cover. Covering quickly Jason Aries gets the 3-count as the sold-out crowd exults in cheers and Bad Company embraces in the center of the ring.
Alexis Lace: “The winners of the match, advancing to the next round of the tournament, the team of Nighthawk and Jason Aries…. Bad Company!”
[As the bell rings, Black catches the eye of Bad Company and clearly mouths "We're still here" before he taps Everett on the shoulder and the two turns and head backstage]
Ricky: SON OF A BITCH!
Chris: BAD COMPANY HAS DONE IT!! They have eliminated Brian Hollywood and Darin Zion from the tournament! Incredible!
Ricky: The Establishment HAD them at LEAST four different times in that match! I think they got fucking screwed!
Chris: Oh no one got screwed out of this one Ricky! The fans are on their feet as finally they have gotten a little bit of justice! Bad Company have gotten their revenge and have done everyone and the rest of the tournament teams a favor by eliminating The Establishment. What a great match that was!
WINNERS: BAD COMPANY
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The scene opens up outside of Leo's personalized R.V. The camera man gets to the door and right as he is getting ready to knock, the door is openes and standing befire him is none other than Leo Banks. Leo looks down at the cameraman, smiles, and says.
"Welcome to my not so humble abode."
He turns around and starts walking. As he does he says.
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The camera man hurries into the R.V. only to have been stopped by a hand in his face.
"What the hell do you think youre doing!? That is a one hundred percent silk carpet! Take your damn shoes off when you're in here!"
The camera man does as instructed and continues to follow Mr.Cashbags. They arrive in a room full of wrestling gear and pictures of all the current talent signed with the MSW.
"Ladies and Gentlemen. It gives me grear honor for me to say that you all are lucky enough to have someone like me come to this company. When I do I will be the posterchild for greatness. For you have never had anyone like me. Im am the richest man here. If I wanted I could buy each and every one of you. I literally wipe my ass with money. I use my money as firewood. So what does this have to do with anything you're asking. Absolutely everything. I use my money to get the best. The best gear, the best help,"
He motions towards the butler standing behind him.
"The best training. All to prove that a man with money is better than a man with heart. It's only a matter of time before everyone on the roster can experience the power of money. If there is one thing my father taught me its that you can alwayd buy your way to the top. Well that and never tip your waitress. But anyways MSW. Prepare. Prepare yourself for me. Prepare yourself for my money. Prepare yourself for the love of money. "
Xavier walks over to Leo. He reaches in his pocket and pulls out a stack of money handing it to Leo. Leo slides it across the table.
"Buy yourself something nice."
He says to the camera man. Leo stands up from the table and walks out of the room. The camer man picks up the stack and inspects it only to find that the dollar bills are unusable. Printed on the dollar bills is the face of Leo Banks.
The camera pans over the money and then fades to black.
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MAIN EVENT
FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE
PWX CHAMPIONSHIP
JOHN OJEDA(c) vs TROY STONE
The bell rings and the two men meet in the center of the ring. Stone and Wrath tie up, Wrath pushes Stone back into the corner and when the ref gets in the middle, he breaks clean. The two meet in the center of the ring again and tie up again. Wrath drops into an arm wrench on Stone. Stone does a head roll out of it and swings it into an arm wrench of his own. Wrath reverses out of it seconds later into a backside hammer lock. Stone works and worms his way out of it into a headlock. Wrath shoves Stone off and send him into the ropes. Stone meets him with a shoulder block, but Wrath doesn’t budge. Wrath hits the ropes and nails Stone with a shoulder block that drops him back to the mat. Wrath hits the ropes, Stone turns over, Wrath leapfrogs over and comes back, whiffing on a clothesline meant for Stone’s head. Stone turns and catches Wrath with a boot to the gut and then a spinning neckbreaker.
Chris: These two aren’t wasting a lot of time getting into it, are they Ricky? Stone and Ojeda still want a piece of each other after Hostile Takeover IV.
Ricky: That they do Chris. Stone wanted his rematch right away, and he’s coming out with a house of fire here Chris.
Chirs: Yeah, but Wrath’s got the size and power, and he’s displaying it! Big shoulder block! No, Troy is back!
Ricky: Spinning neckbreaker baby! The PWX champion of divinity is back! He’s going to take down Wrath for the boss!
Stone gets up and picks up Wrath, whipping him into the corner. Stone charges in and nails him with a running forearm smash. Stone hooks Wrath in a side headlock straight away, turns and uses the ropes, nailing Wrath with an acid drop bulldog. Stone pops up from the spot and hits the rope, springboarding backwards and nailing the prone Wrath with a springboard legdrop. Stone laughs and takes advantage of the situation; wrapping up Wrath with a reverse chinlock. Wrath struggles against the chin lock, and reverses, getting back to his feet. Wrath lays in with the elbows and backs Stone off of him. Stone tries to approach again, and Wrath nails him with a boot to the gut. Wrath drops Stone down with a quick DDT. Wrath pops up and heads towards the ropes as Stone gets up. Wrath springboards off the ropes and catches Stone with a Tornado DDT. Wrath pops up and grabs Stone, hooking him for a suplex. Wrath drops Stone on the ropes like he’s going to do a slingshot suplex, but then drops with a hanging DDT. Wrath rolls Stone over quickly and goes for a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Stone kicks out.
Chris: Stone has firm control of this match. He’s got Wrath on the mat and he’s working him over with some holds designed to wear the big battleship down.
Ricky: He’s certainly going a long way at getting after Wrath. He wants HIS title back.
Chris: Wrath is stirring Ricky. He’s starting to fire off with the DDTs Ricky! Lots of DDTS!
Ricky: Where did all of these DDT’s come from. He’s just driving Stone’s head into the mat repeatedly. He’s going hardcore. But Stone kicked out! He’s bossing it up still!
Wrath gets up and picks up Stone. Wrath whips Stone into the ropes, but Stone hooks his arms around the top rope and sets on the brakes. Wrath charges and nails Stone with the cactus clothesline, leaving both of them toppling to the concrete floor below. Wrath gets up first and gets up on the ring apron. The crowd starts to buzz and Wrath starts his approach down the ring apron. Wrath dives off for a cactus elbow, but Stone pops up and nails him with a drop kick that flattens him onto the concrete. Stone gets up and the crowd boos him as he does. Stone picks up Wrath and whips him into the announce table. Stone gets up on the announce table and picks up Wrath, scooping him up. Stone hooks Wrath for a suplex, and then drives him down with a brainbuster through the announce table. Stone pulls himself out of the wreckage a few moments later and goes to cover Wrath.
ONE
TWO
Wrath kicks out!
Chris: Oh no Ricky! Get the hell out of the way! Here they come!
Ricky: Are we going to get through a show where our table doesn’t get destroyed?!
Chris: No, probably not Ricky! He’s got him! ONE! TWO! NO!
Ricky: It takes a lot to put Wrath away Chris, but Stone seems up to the task.
Stone gets up and looks unhappy about the count. Stone gets up picks up Wrath and whips him into the guard railing. Wrath hits the railing and waits. Stone charges in and Wrath hits him with a back body drop over the railing. Stone lands on his feet and turns around, just in time to catch a fist in the face from Wrath. Stone stumbles back and sits in the lap of a fan. Wrath hops the railing and grabs Stone by the head, whipping him into a whole row of chairs. Stone hits a bunch and they go skidding across the floor; and then topple over, dumping him on the floor. Wrath closes in on Stone and picks up a chair. Stone gets up and Wrath nails him with a chair to the head. Stone stumbles away from it, and Wrath whips the chair at him; bouncing it off the back of his head. Wrath follows Stone up into the stands. Wrath grabs Stone and stuffs him for a powerbomb. Wrath picks up Stone, but Stone sneaks out the back of it. Stone turns around and so does Wrath. Stone takes a step and Wrath back body drops Stone onto the bleacher seats. Stone hits hard, and the crowd groans. Wrath goes for a cover on the bleachers.
ONE
TWO!
Stone kicks out!
Chris: They’re out in the crowd Ricky. That didn’t take too terribly long.
Ricky: These are quickly becoming some epic brawls between Stone and Ojeda. They were in the crowd at Hostile Takeover, they’re in the crowd here!
Chris: Yes sir, Ricky, our fans just love this. They love getting up close and personal with the action.
Ricky: OH! TWO! It’s still not over Chris!
Wrath picks up Stone and nails him with a big right that moves Stones backwards. Wrath nails Stone with a couple more forearms that back him up. Wrath kicks Stone in the gut near the edge of the bleachers. Wrath hooks Stone for a powerbomb, but Stone struggles against it. Stone struggles again as Wrath tries to pick him up. Stone picks Wrath up and hooks him for the TombSTONE, and takes a step off the bleachers, dropping out and nailing Wrath with the move on the concrete floor. Stone holds it for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Wrath kicks out!
Chris: They’re going out into the bleachers. They’re battling way out there in the crowd. I can barely see them Ricky.
Ricky: But they’re certainly going at it Chris! The fans are loving it! And we’re getting a good amount of action on the video screen!
Chris: OH SHIT! THAT’S IT! STONE JUST NAILED HIS FINISHER OFF THE BLEACHERS TO THE CONCRETE!
Ricky: NO! How did he kick out?! Wrath kicked out!
Stone gets up and grabs Wrath, and whips him out of the curtains in the arena and out into the concession area of the building. Wrath stumbles through them and falls onto the merchandise table. Stone grabs a t-shirt and wraps it around Wrath’s neck and starts to choke him with it. Stone pulls Wrath off the table by the shirt and lets him hit the ground hard. Stone goes to pick Wrath up, but Wrath rifles off some rights at his stomach. Wrath gets back to his feet and starts to lay into Stone with a series of left and rights. Stone takes a big swing and Wrath ducks it, scooping him up from behind. Wrath flips Stone over and nails him with the Viking Sledge. Wrath drops out and goes for the cover on Stone.
ONE!
TWO!
Stone kicks out!
Chris: They’re out with all of the merchandise and food now Ricky!
Ricky: Wrath is fighting back. He’s laying shots to Stone to get back into this match!
Chris: VIKING SLEDGE! IT’S OVER!
Ricky:NO! TWO! Stone is still in this thing!
Wrath picks up Stone and drags him down the aisle and whips him into one of the concession carts. Beers and ice go scattering everywhere as Stone topples it over. Wrath picks it up and grabs a bottle of beer and chugs it down. Wrath flips the bottle over and catches Stone as he gets up, hitting him in the head with the beer bottle; opening up a cut on Stone’s head that starts to run blood. Stone rifles back, hitting Wrath with a couple of right hands. Stone kicks Wrath in the balls and picks up the broken piece of the bottle. With Wrath double over, Stone takes the chance to rake the jagged ends of the bottle across Wrath’s head and start the blood flowing from those cuts. Stone picks up Wrath and drags him farther down the hallway, tossing him into one of the built in concession stands. Wrath gets up and hits Stone with a couple of shots, but Stone pokes him in the eyes. Stone pulls Wrath over the stand and back out, leaving him hang on the edge of the counter. Stone looks at the concrete floor, and then drops out with a hanging DDT on the concrete. Stone rolls Wrath over and goes for a pin.
ONE
TWO!
Wrath kicks out!
Chris: This is getting wild Ricky! He just broke a beer bottle over his head!
Ricky: No! All that wasted beer! The company owes the arena for all of that!
Chris: Oh Stone is back in this and he is carving up Wrath. They’re both pissing blood from their heads.
Ricky: They’re in the snack stand Chris. These two are taking the falls count anywhere thing seriously. OH SHIT! IT’S OVER! NO! TWO!
Stone gets up and picks up Wrath and drags him down the hall and into the front lobby area. Stone whips Wrath into the turn style and metal detectors and Wrath topples them with his sheer bulk. Stone stalks around Wrath and picks him up by the back of the head. Stone charges and runs Wrath head first into the glass door; splintering it in a spider web and leaving his blood smeared across it. Stone kicks open the door and throws Wrath outside into the cold and onto the pavement. Stone follows him out and lays the boots to Wrath. Wrath fights back and gets to his feet, throwing punches back at Stone. Stone gets the upper hand and hits Wrath with a vertical suplex onto the concrete, heading into the parking lot. Wrath gets up and Stone whips him into a car. Stone charges and hits Wrath with a forearm, knocking him onto the hood of the car. Wrath gets up and Stone climbs onto the car. Stone boots Ojeda in the gut and hooks him for a suplex. Stone picks him up and hits him with the Stone Skull Drop onto the roof of the car. Stone takes a minute and then crawls onto Wrath, looking for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Wrath kicks out!
Chris: They’re out into the blustery wintery night Ricky! They’re out there battling it out in the streets of Manitoba!
Ricky: They’re in the parking lot. Oh god, I think that’s one of the support staff’s rental!
Chris: STONE SKULL DROP! They’re not getting their deposit back, but Stone may be getting his belt back!
Ricky: NO! WRATH KICKED! HOW DO YOU KILL THAT GUY!?!
Stone looks frustrated and gets up on the roof of the car. He steps down to the hood and picks Wrath up. Stone hooks Wrath for another suplex, but Wrath fights back. Stone beats on him with forearms across the back that stifles Wrath’s fight. Stone hooks Wrath for the Absolute Divinity and lifts him up. Wrath rounds out the back and lands behind Stone on the hood of the car. Wrath picks up Stone in the electric chair position and then grabs Stone’s head. Wrath sits out, driving Stone through the windshield of the car with the Soul Eraser; immediately hooking Stone for the pin
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
WINNER: JOHN OJEDA
FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE
PWX CHAMPIONSHIP
JOHN OJEDA(c) vs TROY STONE
The bell rings and the two men meet in the center of the ring. Stone and Wrath tie up, Wrath pushes Stone back into the corner and when the ref gets in the middle, he breaks clean. The two meet in the center of the ring again and tie up again. Wrath drops into an arm wrench on Stone. Stone does a head roll out of it and swings it into an arm wrench of his own. Wrath reverses out of it seconds later into a backside hammer lock. Stone works and worms his way out of it into a headlock. Wrath shoves Stone off and send him into the ropes. Stone meets him with a shoulder block, but Wrath doesn’t budge. Wrath hits the ropes and nails Stone with a shoulder block that drops him back to the mat. Wrath hits the ropes, Stone turns over, Wrath leapfrogs over and comes back, whiffing on a clothesline meant for Stone’s head. Stone turns and catches Wrath with a boot to the gut and then a spinning neckbreaker.
Chris: These two aren’t wasting a lot of time getting into it, are they Ricky? Stone and Ojeda still want a piece of each other after Hostile Takeover IV.
Ricky: That they do Chris. Stone wanted his rematch right away, and he’s coming out with a house of fire here Chris.
Chirs: Yeah, but Wrath’s got the size and power, and he’s displaying it! Big shoulder block! No, Troy is back!
Ricky: Spinning neckbreaker baby! The PWX champion of divinity is back! He’s going to take down Wrath for the boss!
Stone gets up and picks up Wrath, whipping him into the corner. Stone charges in and nails him with a running forearm smash. Stone hooks Wrath in a side headlock straight away, turns and uses the ropes, nailing Wrath with an acid drop bulldog. Stone pops up from the spot and hits the rope, springboarding backwards and nailing the prone Wrath with a springboard legdrop. Stone laughs and takes advantage of the situation; wrapping up Wrath with a reverse chinlock. Wrath struggles against the chin lock, and reverses, getting back to his feet. Wrath lays in with the elbows and backs Stone off of him. Stone tries to approach again, and Wrath nails him with a boot to the gut. Wrath drops Stone down with a quick DDT. Wrath pops up and heads towards the ropes as Stone gets up. Wrath springboards off the ropes and catches Stone with a Tornado DDT. Wrath pops up and grabs Stone, hooking him for a suplex. Wrath drops Stone on the ropes like he’s going to do a slingshot suplex, but then drops with a hanging DDT. Wrath rolls Stone over quickly and goes for a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Stone kicks out.
Chris: Stone has firm control of this match. He’s got Wrath on the mat and he’s working him over with some holds designed to wear the big battleship down.
Ricky: He’s certainly going a long way at getting after Wrath. He wants HIS title back.
Chris: Wrath is stirring Ricky. He’s starting to fire off with the DDTs Ricky! Lots of DDTS!
Ricky: Where did all of these DDT’s come from. He’s just driving Stone’s head into the mat repeatedly. He’s going hardcore. But Stone kicked out! He’s bossing it up still!
Wrath gets up and picks up Stone. Wrath whips Stone into the ropes, but Stone hooks his arms around the top rope and sets on the brakes. Wrath charges and nails Stone with the cactus clothesline, leaving both of them toppling to the concrete floor below. Wrath gets up first and gets up on the ring apron. The crowd starts to buzz and Wrath starts his approach down the ring apron. Wrath dives off for a cactus elbow, but Stone pops up and nails him with a drop kick that flattens him onto the concrete. Stone gets up and the crowd boos him as he does. Stone picks up Wrath and whips him into the announce table. Stone gets up on the announce table and picks up Wrath, scooping him up. Stone hooks Wrath for a suplex, and then drives him down with a brainbuster through the announce table. Stone pulls himself out of the wreckage a few moments later and goes to cover Wrath.
ONE
TWO
Wrath kicks out!
Chris: Oh no Ricky! Get the hell out of the way! Here they come!
Ricky: Are we going to get through a show where our table doesn’t get destroyed?!
Chris: No, probably not Ricky! He’s got him! ONE! TWO! NO!
Ricky: It takes a lot to put Wrath away Chris, but Stone seems up to the task.
Stone gets up and looks unhappy about the count. Stone gets up picks up Wrath and whips him into the guard railing. Wrath hits the railing and waits. Stone charges in and Wrath hits him with a back body drop over the railing. Stone lands on his feet and turns around, just in time to catch a fist in the face from Wrath. Stone stumbles back and sits in the lap of a fan. Wrath hops the railing and grabs Stone by the head, whipping him into a whole row of chairs. Stone hits a bunch and they go skidding across the floor; and then topple over, dumping him on the floor. Wrath closes in on Stone and picks up a chair. Stone gets up and Wrath nails him with a chair to the head. Stone stumbles away from it, and Wrath whips the chair at him; bouncing it off the back of his head. Wrath follows Stone up into the stands. Wrath grabs Stone and stuffs him for a powerbomb. Wrath picks up Stone, but Stone sneaks out the back of it. Stone turns around and so does Wrath. Stone takes a step and Wrath back body drops Stone onto the bleacher seats. Stone hits hard, and the crowd groans. Wrath goes for a cover on the bleachers.
ONE
TWO!
Stone kicks out!
Chris: They’re out in the crowd Ricky. That didn’t take too terribly long.
Ricky: These are quickly becoming some epic brawls between Stone and Ojeda. They were in the crowd at Hostile Takeover, they’re in the crowd here!
Chris: Yes sir, Ricky, our fans just love this. They love getting up close and personal with the action.
Ricky: OH! TWO! It’s still not over Chris!
Wrath picks up Stone and nails him with a big right that moves Stones backwards. Wrath nails Stone with a couple more forearms that back him up. Wrath kicks Stone in the gut near the edge of the bleachers. Wrath hooks Stone for a powerbomb, but Stone struggles against it. Stone struggles again as Wrath tries to pick him up. Stone picks Wrath up and hooks him for the TombSTONE, and takes a step off the bleachers, dropping out and nailing Wrath with the move on the concrete floor. Stone holds it for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Wrath kicks out!
Chris: They’re going out into the bleachers. They’re battling way out there in the crowd. I can barely see them Ricky.
Ricky: But they’re certainly going at it Chris! The fans are loving it! And we’re getting a good amount of action on the video screen!
Chris: OH SHIT! THAT’S IT! STONE JUST NAILED HIS FINISHER OFF THE BLEACHERS TO THE CONCRETE!
Ricky: NO! How did he kick out?! Wrath kicked out!
Stone gets up and grabs Wrath, and whips him out of the curtains in the arena and out into the concession area of the building. Wrath stumbles through them and falls onto the merchandise table. Stone grabs a t-shirt and wraps it around Wrath’s neck and starts to choke him with it. Stone pulls Wrath off the table by the shirt and lets him hit the ground hard. Stone goes to pick Wrath up, but Wrath rifles off some rights at his stomach. Wrath gets back to his feet and starts to lay into Stone with a series of left and rights. Stone takes a big swing and Wrath ducks it, scooping him up from behind. Wrath flips Stone over and nails him with the Viking Sledge. Wrath drops out and goes for the cover on Stone.
ONE!
TWO!
Stone kicks out!
Chris: They’re out with all of the merchandise and food now Ricky!
Ricky: Wrath is fighting back. He’s laying shots to Stone to get back into this match!
Chris: VIKING SLEDGE! IT’S OVER!
Ricky:NO! TWO! Stone is still in this thing!
Wrath picks up Stone and drags him down the aisle and whips him into one of the concession carts. Beers and ice go scattering everywhere as Stone topples it over. Wrath picks it up and grabs a bottle of beer and chugs it down. Wrath flips the bottle over and catches Stone as he gets up, hitting him in the head with the beer bottle; opening up a cut on Stone’s head that starts to run blood. Stone rifles back, hitting Wrath with a couple of right hands. Stone kicks Wrath in the balls and picks up the broken piece of the bottle. With Wrath double over, Stone takes the chance to rake the jagged ends of the bottle across Wrath’s head and start the blood flowing from those cuts. Stone picks up Wrath and drags him farther down the hallway, tossing him into one of the built in concession stands. Wrath gets up and hits Stone with a couple of shots, but Stone pokes him in the eyes. Stone pulls Wrath over the stand and back out, leaving him hang on the edge of the counter. Stone looks at the concrete floor, and then drops out with a hanging DDT on the concrete. Stone rolls Wrath over and goes for a pin.
ONE
TWO!
Wrath kicks out!
Chris: This is getting wild Ricky! He just broke a beer bottle over his head!
Ricky: No! All that wasted beer! The company owes the arena for all of that!
Chris: Oh Stone is back in this and he is carving up Wrath. They’re both pissing blood from their heads.
Ricky: They’re in the snack stand Chris. These two are taking the falls count anywhere thing seriously. OH SHIT! IT’S OVER! NO! TWO!
Stone gets up and picks up Wrath and drags him down the hall and into the front lobby area. Stone whips Wrath into the turn style and metal detectors and Wrath topples them with his sheer bulk. Stone stalks around Wrath and picks him up by the back of the head. Stone charges and runs Wrath head first into the glass door; splintering it in a spider web and leaving his blood smeared across it. Stone kicks open the door and throws Wrath outside into the cold and onto the pavement. Stone follows him out and lays the boots to Wrath. Wrath fights back and gets to his feet, throwing punches back at Stone. Stone gets the upper hand and hits Wrath with a vertical suplex onto the concrete, heading into the parking lot. Wrath gets up and Stone whips him into a car. Stone charges and hits Wrath with a forearm, knocking him onto the hood of the car. Wrath gets up and Stone climbs onto the car. Stone boots Ojeda in the gut and hooks him for a suplex. Stone picks him up and hits him with the Stone Skull Drop onto the roof of the car. Stone takes a minute and then crawls onto Wrath, looking for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Wrath kicks out!
Chris: They’re out into the blustery wintery night Ricky! They’re out there battling it out in the streets of Manitoba!
Ricky: They’re in the parking lot. Oh god, I think that’s one of the support staff’s rental!
Chris: STONE SKULL DROP! They’re not getting their deposit back, but Stone may be getting his belt back!
Ricky: NO! WRATH KICKED! HOW DO YOU KILL THAT GUY!?!
Stone looks frustrated and gets up on the roof of the car. He steps down to the hood and picks Wrath up. Stone hooks Wrath for another suplex, but Wrath fights back. Stone beats on him with forearms across the back that stifles Wrath’s fight. Stone hooks Wrath for the Absolute Divinity and lifts him up. Wrath rounds out the back and lands behind Stone on the hood of the car. Wrath picks up Stone in the electric chair position and then grabs Stone’s head. Wrath sits out, driving Stone through the windshield of the car with the Soul Eraser; immediately hooking Stone for the pin
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
WINNER: JOHN OJEDA
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Chris: Wrath did it! He was able to beat Stone once again!
Ricky: I don't think Mr. Hollywood is going to be too pleased with this result! Ojeda better enjoy that belt while he can, because knowing Mr. Hollywood, he has plans to rip that title away from him!
Chris: I know it pains Hollywood to see that title around Ojeda. Stone was very close to taking it back, but he came up just short of achieving that goal tonight!
Ricky: Wrath cheated!
Chris: How the fuck can he cheat?! It's a god damn falls count anywhere!
Ricky: So?! I still don't fucking like it!
Chris: At any rate folks, we've reached the end of our broadcast here tonight! However, the tour of Canada.....shall continue next week as we head to Edmonton! It's been a great night tonight everyone, well see you next week! Good night everybody!
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