Post by Darin Zion on Apr 5, 2014 15:38:15 GMT -5
PWX Adrenaline 10
Monday, November 16th 2009
The Arena, Philadelphia, PA
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Singles Match:
Chris Stern vs Ben Stevens
Ben and Chris circles each other. They lock up. Chris gains the upper hand by placing Ben in a side headlock but Ben quickly reverses it as he push Chris to the ropes. Chris bounces back and hits Ben with a shoulder block before running to the opposite ropes again. Ben ducks down as Chris sprint over him as he continues running. Chris bounces off the opposite ropes as Ben gets to his feet. Ben tries to catch him with a kick to the midsection but Chris catches his feet. Ben attempts to reverse it with an enziguiri but Chris dodges hit before hitting Ben with a dragon screw sending Ben down to the mat. Chris never lets go of Ben’s leg as he then raises it up and smashes Ben’s knee to the mat and then Chris locks in an ankle lock but Ben quickly reversed it by rolling over breaking the hold. Both men get to their vertical base. Chris charges with a clothesline but Ben sidesteps it. Ben then follow up the side step with a wicked side kick to the head of Chris Stern that knocked Stern down to the mat. Ben then goes for the cover but Chris gets the shoulder up before two.
Both men gets to their feet. Ben charges towards Chris but Chris caught him with an arm drag into an armbar. Chris wrenches Ben’s arms as Ben screams in pain. Ben managed to reverse the hold by hitting a rolling armdrag of his own that sent Chris down to the mat again. Both men gets to their feet as Ben starts to unleashed a series of stiff kicks to Chris Stern’s shin and leg area and then to his midsection that made Chris crouch over. Ben then runs the ropes. Ben bounces off the ropes. Ben attempts a bicycle kick upon returning but Chris Stern sidesteps to avoid it. Stern then kicks Ben in the midsection and plants him to the mat with a DDT. Chris goes for the cover but it only got a two count.
Chris quickly gets to his feet as he starts to stomp Ben. He then grabs Ben by the head and helps him up. He then body slams Ben to the mat and then he runs to the opposite ropes. Chris bounces off the ropes and executes a jumping knee drop upon returning hitting Ben straight right into the jaw. Chris makes the cover but Ben got his shoulder up after one. Chris then mounted Ben and barrages him with a series of stiff right hands. The referee pull Stern back up and have them stand it off. Chris showboats as he taunts the crowd who showers him with boos. Ben is getting his feet when Chris charges towards him. Ben reacts in time as he reversed it by drop toe holding Chris that sent Chris face first into the canvas. Ben goes for the cover but Chris quickly get the shoulder up.
Ben then gets to his feet as Chris Stern is shaking off the cobwebs. Ben is eyeing Stern as if he’s smelling the end. Chris is now up on knee as Ben then attempts the ONK but Chris Stern ducks it and instead he caught Ben Stevens into a fireman’s carry. Chris then gets to his feet and he drops Ben Stevens to the turnbuckle face first before running to the ropes. He then bounces back and hits Ben Stevens with a big boot right into the jaw that dropped Ben to the mat. Chris then went for the cover but Ben managed to get his shoulder up. Frustration starts to sink in as Chris hurriedly gets to his feet. He then grabbed Ben by the hair and helps him up. He slaps Ben a couple of times before placing him in an inverted fireman’s carry set up. Chris spins around before dropping Ben into an inverted TKO or spinning back pancake he calls the “Star Struck”. He then drops down to the mat to make the cover. The ref gets down on all fours as he begins to count… 1… 2… THREE!
Stern gets to his feet as he looks down on the prone Ben Stevens. Chris then offered his hand to Ben who is hesitating to accept it. Ben eventually accepted it as Chris helps him get to his feet. The two of them shake hands and hugged as Ben raises Chris Stern arm.
Winner: Chris Stern
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[Christmas in November]
(Ah, the time for giving is near. Everyone is starting to spread holiday cheer. Even our resident schizophrenic has begun to panic. What to get him...how do you buy for them? However, he has started early for one of PWX's stars. X-Treme Dream has just arrived to The Arena, with the Christmas glee in his eyes. His Dodge Challenger pulls into a parking space and he hops out, a grin from ear to ear. He pops open the trunk and pulls out a duffel bag and a large, blue gift bag. Filled with that annoying white tissue, he carefully carries it into the back.)
"Oh what a wonderful night this is going to be, I am so excited to give Valencio his presents."
(He slams the trunk shut and hits the alarm to his car. He opens up the back door and walks in, gleefully heading towards his locker room.)
"It has been a long time since I gave someone a gift, I hope he enjoys them as much as I do. Now I just have to find the elusive masked crusader. I know I ruined the surprise the other day, but I still want to see the look on his face when I give him his new championship, mask, and weapons."
(He comes up the locker room marked with his name and a few others. He opens the door to an empty locker room though. So he drops his duffel bag on a bench and sits the gift bag down. Dream zips open his bag and starts laughing a little. He pulls out a mask identical to the mask he bought for Valencio.)
"Hell, I forgot I packed my own mask so I can fit in with Valencio tonight. I don't want him to feel like the odd ball here in the PWX."
(He puts on the mask and starts to laugh. Just then, a knock at the door.)
"Come in." He shouts, forgetting all about the mask. In walks PWX's resident MMA enthusiast, Shawn Lester.
Lester - "Oh, sorry. I was looking for X-Treme Dream."
(Dream starts laughing and takes the mask off of his face.)
Lester - "Going for a new look?"
"No...no...this is just all part of my gift set for Valencio, I didn't want him to feel left out. Didn't you catch the promo yesterday?"
Lester - "I sure did, that is the main reason I came looking for you. We really wanted to be with you when you give him the presents, mainly to get the reaction on film."
"Of course, you people think I am joking is all it is. But I am dead serious, I don't want him to feel left out tonight when I am awarded the Next Generation title. I mean, look how hard Valencio has fought since his arrival into the PWX. He deserves something and this new mask and title is exactly what he needs to turn his career around."
(Lester can't help but snicker a little. He then walks over to try and peek in the gift bag, but Dream smacks his hand.)
"No peeking now Lester! That is for Valencio's eyes only."
(Lester looks at Dream in disappointment.)
Lester - "Well, that sure isn't fair. Let's go look for Valencio then!"
"I am sure he is busy fighting crime or cleaning up the scum of the Earth. I mean, what else do superheroes do?"
(Once again, Lester can't help but snicker. Dream laughs a little himself and picks up the gift bag.)
"Alright, let's go Lester!"
(Lester scurries behind Dream as they exit the locker room. Dream has slid the hockey mask back over his face.)
Lester - "That is a good look for you Dream. Makes you look more psychotic. Maybe with a look like that you'd be able to beat Wild or Devon Poole."
(Dream turns around quickly and Lester quickly shuts his mouth.)
"Wild lucked up! I will get my retribution against the Hybrid champ one day. As for Devon Poole, he didn't beat me. We just ran out of time, and after I defeat Valencio tonight and win the Next Generation title I will gladly put the title on the line against Poole."
Lester - "I am sure Poole would take you up on that offer. A lot of the wrestlers here in the PWX feel that your 'extreme' persona is not worthy of a title like the NG title. But, everyone has their shtick..."
(Dream cuts in and interrupts Lester.)
"Now wait a damn minute, I am the king of extreme. I have made it perfectly clear that I am not a gimmick. Everything about me...I keep it one hundred."
Lester - "Of course, I didn't mean it like that."
"Alright then...but none of that matters Lester, because tonight I will prove to everyone in the PWX that I mean business. That I am far from a joke or a gimmick."
(He cuts himself short though as we come to the locker room of Valencio. Dream starts to knock on the door, but no answer.)
Lester - "That is strange, I swore I seen Valencio swoop into the arena earlier today."
(Dream knocks again. He starts to sing.)
"Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus...right down Santa Claus lane. Now open up and open your presents!"
(Still no answer.)
Lester - "I guess he isn't here. What are you going to do XD?"
"Well, I could continue to stand here and sing Christmas carols, but we all know I have got to win the Next Generation title tonight."
(With the mask still on, he looks back at Lester and just cocks his head side to side.)
"Look, just make sure Valencio gets his present sometime tonight. I really don't want him to feel left out while I am out there celebrating my victory."
Lester - "Will do XD. Any last words before your match tonight?"
"Yeah, I've got plenty but I will keep it short." He pulls the mask off. "There is going to be a fight tonight...could be considered a fight between good and evil...could just end up being a brawl for all. The fact of the matter is that this is the most important match since I stepped foot into the PWX. Sure, I have already had my shot at the Hybrid title when Wild and me duked it out. But I have done some research, and back in the day the Next Generation title was almost as sought after as the Heavyweight title. So tonight, I will become part of the PWX history books when I destroy Valencio. So don't take it personal, you are just standing in my way of glory. And by the way, you knowing everything about me does not phase me. Just adds fuel to the fire, and right now the odds are that you will get scorched."
(He smirks.)
"Valencio, know this...superhero or vigilante, whatever your heart desires, it doesn't matter. To me, you are just another victim. There will be no remorse for you! Because I am the king of extreme, X-Treme motha' fucking Dream! And PWX, I am the future...plus I will be the new Next Generation champion when the night comes to a close!"
(He shouts into the camera. He slams his fist into the door one more time and just drops the blue gift bag at the door. He heads back to his locker room as we fade to black with Lester just standing there, looking frightened.)
Singles Match:
Creed vs Tyler Graves
The match started in a violent fashion as Tyler jumped Creed during his entrance. They are currently brawling in the ringside area. Tyler is currently on the offensive as he is beating the shit out of Creed slamming him at the ring apron and the guardrail. Tyler attempts to Irish whip Creed to the steel steps but Creed managed to reverse it and instead sent Tyler crashing to it. Creed then walks over to Tyler and started stomping the shit out of him before picking him up. Creed then set Tyler up into a Russian leg sweep before dropping him with the said move to the guardrail. Tyler hits the guardrail head first as he went down to the floor. Creed towers over Tyler as he barrages him with a series of stiff right hand punch before walking a few steps away from him. Creed then turns around to charge towards Tyler but Tyler gets to his feet on time and manage to drop Creed into the guardrail via a drop toe hold. Creed’s face collided with the unforgiving steel busting him wide open.
Tyler then rolls into the ring as Creed is struggling to get to his vertical base outside. Tyler eyes Creed up who is now up on one knee. Creed finally gets to his vertical base as the Tyler then runs to the opposite ropes. Tyler bounces off the ropes and launches himself for a suicide dive to Creed outside but Creed caught him in midair and planted him with snap scoop powerslam to the arena’s concrete floor. Tyler is rolling on the floor holding his back as Creed gets back to his feet. Creed then walk over to Tyler and mounted him. Creed then grabbed Tyler by the hair and begun to unleash a flurry of punches to Tyler’s face. He then drops Tyler’s head and gets to his feet. He then walks over to the other side of the ringside area. He then starts scrambling underneath the ring apron for weapon. Creed is pulling something out and it turns out to be a steel chair. Creed holds the chair up as an evil grin is emanating from his blood-soaked face. He then started walking over to Tyler but he was stopped by the referee. Creed scared the referee off by swinging the chair to the guardrail that sent the referee running back to the ring. Creed lets out a soft evil laugh.
Creed then erected the chair to the floor. He then walks over to Tyler. He then grabbed Tyler by the hair as he help him up. He slaps Tyler across the face a couple of times before he placed Tyler into a reverse headlock. He then started running toward the direction of the chair with Tyler still tucked under his arm. Creed then drove Tyler’s face to the chair via a bulldog that busted Tyler wide open. The referee immediately had the bell rang declaring the match a no contest as Creed gets to his feet and execute his patented crucifix pose with a sick smirk on his crimson-masked face.
Creed isn’t over yet as he then walked over to chair and grabbed it. He folded it and laid it on the arena’s concrete floor. He then walks over to Tyler and grabbed him by the hair helping him up. Creed then kicked Tyler in the midsection before placing him in a front headlock. He then looks down at the chair before signaling for the Closed Casket Reqiuem as the several PWX officials and security ran ringside to stop Creed from what he’s about to do. Creed drops Tyler before attacking each and every one of the referees and security before grabbing Tyler up again. He then sets him up for the Closed Casket Requiem but Tyler managed to break free out of it. Tyler then showers Creed with a series of stiff shot kicks in his shin, legs and chest area before connecting with a devastating “That’s All She Wrote” that sent Creed slumping over the guardrail.
Tyler then grabbed the chair from the floor and is about to clobber Creed with it when the security held him back. Tyler attempts to struggle against the security as they pull him off as the other referees checks on Creed. Tyler then does the unexpected as he then starts to sent the security guys flying with a series of lefts and rights breaking him free from their clutches. Then out of nowhere, Creed spun Tyler and before he could react he dropped him with a devastating Closed Casket Requiem that sent Tyler head first into the concrete floor knocking him out. Creed stands over the unconscious body of the fallen Tyler Graves as an evil smirk is slowly forming on his face.
No Contest
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Scene opens up backstage just outside of Mr. Executive Brian Hollywood's locker room. Shawn Lester can be seen approaching the locker room door. He all of a sudden stops as he hears noise inside. Shawn gets a rather scared look on his face as he backs up from the door. He paces back and forth with a microphone in his hand. Just then the camera pans the hallways of the backstage area and Tyler Graves can be seen approaching Shawn Lester. Tyler stops in front of Shawn and hears the noise too. He looks over to the right to Hollywood's locker room and then looks back at Shawn.]
Shawn Lester: I'm just...
Tyler Graves shakes his head and smiles.
Tyler: I honestly don't want to know what your about to do here man.
The noise can be heard getting louder. It sounds as if things are being pushed around and thrown up against the walls.
Shawn: You know I'm just doing my job.
Tyler: Sometimes you gotta be careful how you go about and handle your job though Shawn. Things get crazy around here.
Shawn: I'm willing to risk....
Just then the locker room door opens widely and out walks Brian Hollywood. He looks at both Shawn and Tyler who just look back. Tyler then pats Shawn on the back and walks off down the hallway out of sight. Hollywood then walks up to Shawn and just stares at him coldly. A loud rain of boos can be heard through the backstage area. Hollywood then speaks to Shawn.
Hollywood: I don't know what kind of joke your trying to pull on me this week but I'll definately tell you this week you picked the wrong week!
Hollywood heightens his stare down on Shawn who just kind of cowers back.
Shawn: All I want to know is...
Hollywood breaks out in anger towards Shawn.
Hollywood: I don't fucking CARE what you want to know Shawn! I suggest you take your microphone of yours and shove it straight up your ass!
Crowd errupts in boos and starts an "asshole" chant on Hollywood.
Hollywood: Nothing would thrill me more than to shut you up for good Shawn and just beat you down right here right now. But that wouldn't do either of us any good would it Shawn? No, of course not. My anger would still be intact after everything I do to you. The only good thing it would accomplish would be getting you out of my face!
Shawn: I...
Hollywood: I don't wanna hear ONE word out of you Shawn. Or it will be the LAST word you EVER speak again!
Crowd drowns Hollywood in boos as Hollywood grabs Shawn's shirt with both hands.
Hollywood: I will say this though Shawn. People are going to be sorry about my outcome last week tonight. Everyone knows that tonight it should have been Mr Executive Brian Hollywood facing off for the Next Generation Championship tonight. Well, the night is definately far from over! By the time the night is indeed over, things should be set just how I want them. Yes, you heard me Shawn how I WANT them! And believe me, they will be, they will be...
Hollywood releases Shawn and lightly pushes him away as he walks off down the hallway and out of sight leaving Shawn looking on in awe.
PWX Next Gen Championship Match:
Xtreme Dream vs Valencio
he match starts off with both men staring down each other. They get closer to each other as Dream simply smiles and all of a sudden slaps Valencio in the face. Valencio responds quickly with a clothesline taking Dream down to the mat. Valencio goes for a quick cover.
1...
2..KICKOUT!
A quick kick out by Dream who is definately not ready for this match to end! Valencio stands back up and goes for a standing shooting star press and connects with Dream. Val goes for yet another cover on Dream.
1..
2..KICK OUT!
Dream kicks out again. Valencio stands Dream up and throws Dream into the turnbuckle. Valencio charges towards Dream only to be met by a bigboot from Dream. Dream goes to the top rope and hits a springboard leg drop on Valencio. Dream goes for the cover..
1...
2....KICK OUT!
Dream immediately stands up and connects with a few elbow drops to the masked crusader. He picks Valencio up and throws him against the ropes and nails an enzuigiri. Dream goes down and locks in a headlock in on Valencio. Valencio starts fading slowly and begins to move slower and slower in the ring. He starts moving slowly to the ropes to try and break the hold. Valencio nails a couple of elbow hits to the face of Dream. He is able to grab the bottom of the ropes and the ref instructs Dream to release the hold. Dream releases the hold and stands up. Valencio slowly makes his way to his feet as Dream turns him around and goes for a Belly to Back Suplex. Valencio dodges and flips behind Dream and nails him with a German Suplex taking Dream down to the mat. Valencio looks to go for The Element of Surprise only for Dream to duck and land a diving clothesline to the masked Valencio. Dream takes advantage and goes for the cover.
1....
2....
THR...KICK OUT!
Valencio barely kicks out with what strength he has left. Dream stands up and prepares to go for the X Drop. Valencio eventually gets to his feet and Dream goes for the X Drop only for Valencio to push him back. Valencio goes for a roundhouse kick but Dream dodges and Valenio nails the referee instead. Valencio looks to check on the ref when Dream comes up from behind and attempts the X Drop again. Valenio once again dodges and connects this time with a missile drop kick. Valencio goes to the top rope and nails a flying moonsault on the fallen Dream. Valencio stand up and is hyping the crowd as he goes for The Requiem. Valencio is able to nail the Requiem in C Flat taking out Dream. He tries to go for the cover but realizes the ref is still out. He goes over to try and revive the referee. All of a sudden, out of nowhere Brian Hollywood slides into the ring. He stands in the ring with his eyes widen. He looks serious as he waits for Valencio to stand up and turn around. Valenco, who has no idea Hollywood is in the ring, stands up and turns around only to be met with Hollywood's Executive Promise. Hollywood stands in the middle of the ring and smiles as Valencio, Dream and the referee are all out. The crowd begins to boo loudly as The Executive just continues to smile upon Valencio's fallen body. Hollywood sees the ref coming to and all of a sudden walks over and grabs Dream's body. Hollywood drags Dream and drapes his arm over Valencio and slides out of the ring. He watches on and smiles as the referee is finally up and unaware of anything that has just happened. The referee goes for the cover.
1.....
2.....
3!
The referee calls for the bell as he checks on both Valencio and X Dream. Hollywood goes back into the ring and throws the referee out. He grabs a mic and looks at both Valencio and Dream.
Hollywood: Ah.....now that feels much better! Who knew that all I needed to do was reassure myself with an Executive Promise? You know how I work in this ring by now. Once I issue an Executive Promise, it becomes just that. I said earlier tonight that I was going to make everything right again! I said that things were going to go the way I WANTED them to go!
Hollywood looks around the ring.
Hollywood: As you can clearly see people, I got what I wanted! It doesn't matter if I have to issue an Executive Promise or not, I get things done around here. In this case, I didn't even need to announce an Executive Promise earlier tonight, I just delivered one!
The crowd starts a "you suck" chant as Hollywood walks over to the fallen Valenio.
Hollywood: As for you Valencio. I clearly don't like you! Ever since you came into this business, there was something I clearly hated about you. I still don't know what that is, maybe its just you yourself! I don't know. All I know is that you have been a pain in my side! So much as that even when I don't cross paths with you, your still an annoyance. I have that feeling that your not who you say you are. I mean look at you? Your some so called super hero wearing a mask? Let's face facts Valencio, your a coward! What kind of a superstar hides behind a mask? Masks are for people who lurk in the shadows of their frozen personalities that are too afraid to show their true identity for fear that people will hate them even more than what they once were behind a mask!
Hollywood walks over and sees the Next Generation Championship laying in the ring. He picks it up and smiles as he holds it above his head. The crowd boos loudly as Hollywood just ignores it. His eyes are glued on the title. He then looks down at Valencio's and back at the title. He does this a couple of times before he looks at the title one more time. He then drops it on X Dream and goes over and kneels next to Valencio.
Hollywood: I could easily take the Next Generation Championship any time I want! What I actually want to do is make you feel just what a pain in the side means! Therefore how bout we have ourselves a little match. I was thinking a match at End Game...you know, Mr. Executive Brian Hollywood v Valencio! Yea...I like that!
Hollywood stands up and pauses again. He speaks once more.
Hollywood: Oh..there is just ONE more thing...Valencio you and me are going to have just more than a wrestling match at End Game. Because at End Game, the end could come for you. You could lose everything! What do I mean by everything you ask? Well I'm talking about your mask Valencio! So at End Game, its going to be Mr. Executive Himself, Brian Hollywood v Valencio! Where if Valencio loses, he MUST take off his mask! We'll just see who truly hides behind that mask of yours Valencio! You can bet I'm making that an Executive Promise!
Hollywood smiles and drops the mic in the ring. He once again looks down at Valencio who is still completely out cold. Hollywood then turns around and walks up the ramp and to the backstage area leaving absolute carnage in the ring..
Winner and NEW Next Generation Championship: X DREAM
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Retirement Match:
John Pariah vs Pitor Szatkowski
It is now time for the retirement match between John Pariah and Pitor Szatkowski. It’s the modern wrestling star versus the golden legend. Pitor is out first to a very respectful ovation. There seems to be an educated crowd tonight, as Pitor is a good twenty-five to thirty years removed from his wrestling peak. Pitor looks to be in great shape for his age and bounces back and forth on his feet in anticipation for the match.
Pariah is out next to a roar of disapproval from the crowd. He heels it up on the way to the ring, and slides in under the bottom rope. Once in the ring, Pitor meets him with surprising speed and begins to unload haymakers to either side of Pariah’s head. The lights return and the bell sounds moments later.
Pitor has Pariah in the corner, biting at his forehead. The referee issues the standard five count, and Pitor breaks on four and a half. Pariah takes advantage of the momentary break and delivers a soccer kick to the groin of Pitor as the referee is distracted, admonishing Pitor for the bite.
Pariah delivered a series of stomps, and continued his momentum by delivering several of his trademark maneuvers. Pariah cannot keep a good man down. Pitor kicks out of each and every pinfall attempt. Pariah turns up the heat and drops Pitor with a snap ddt. He does not attempt a pin this time, and lifts Pitor for yet another snap ddt. He smiles wickedly as he sits on the canvas, then looks over at Pitor once more.
He slides over on top of the fallen legend for a pinfall attempt . . . .
1………….
2……………..
3…..NO, IT’S A KICK OUT BY PITOR!
Pitor shoots up to his feet as Pariah looks on in disbelief. Pitor is firing up the crowd, and Pariah is there to meet him with a punch attempt. Pitor blocks and fires off a big haymaker that sends Pariah down to the mat. Two more punch attempts are followed in the same manner. Pitor is ready to end the match, as he locks Pariah in a single leg crab. He wrenches back on the leg-forcing the pressure onto Pariah’s lower back as well. He claws for the ropes, but Pitor locks it further in. Pariah uses his free leg to swing some momentum his way-but Pitor sinches in the hold further. Pariah yells-and finally grabs the ropes. Pitor drags him out, and goes for another leg lock, but Pariah kicks him in the face. He gets to his feet, and smirks-as he hits Pitor Szatkowski with a roaring back elbow. He catches him with the Ranhei, and quickly locks in the Anaconda Vice. The ref checks on Pitor-who is knocked out cold. He rings the bell, as Pariah’s music reprises. He lets go of the hold, and rolls to the floor with an evil smirk on his face.
Winner: John Pariah
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[Message in Blood]
Chris: What’s he doing here?
Under the ring, he pulls out a spool of razor wire, and slides it in. He smirks to the crowd as Adrianna slides into the ring on the other side. Pariah begins lashing Pitor with the razor wire-like it was a whip as the crowd boo’s loudly. Danny Szatkowski runs down the ramp, and slides in-but Pariah catches him with an STO, dropping him on the back of his head. He hand cuffs Danny to the ropes, and continues cutting Pitors flesh with the razor wire. The bell rings repeatedly, as Adrianna approaches him. Pariah smirks and orders her to finish the job. He grabs a mic from the time keeper.
Pariah: Do it Adrianna. Finish the damn job! Choke his lifeless carcass out! Don’t you want to be a wrestler little girl?!
Adrianna shakes her head no, and drops the razor wire, checking on her grandfather. Suddenly, another woman slides into the ring behind her, and grabs her by the hair. Her faces is covered by a black bandanna and a hood. She quickly drops Adrianna on the back of her head-as the crowd boo’s again louder. She removes the hood, and bandanna-and we see Lillith Morgan under the guise. Her and Pariah embrace, as the crowd boo’s louder and louder.
Pariah: Danny, do you think I would ever want your skank of a sister? Really, really? It was all part of the shock therapy Danny. Your sister wants to be a wrestler so much? Than next week, she can be a wrestler-as she faces Lillith Morgan in singles competition!
Pariah drops the mic, as “I Will Not Bow” reprises. He smirks confidently as the scene fades out.
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Champion vs Champion Match (Non Title):
PWX World Champion Ness vs PWX Hybrid Champion Wild
he match starts with both men circling each other. They lock up in a collar-and-elbow tie up. They are locked to each other for a several seconds before Wild powers Ness off that sends Ness railing backward to the other side of the ring. Wild taunts Ness as he flexes his imposing muscular physique. Ness gets up from the mat. They lock up again. They test strength before Wild places Ness in a headlock. Ness raises his arm as we can see Wild’s huge biceps wrapped around Ness’ head. Ness tries to break free as he punches Wild in the gut a couple times. It worked as we can see that Ness is now slightly free from Wild’s grip. Ness then wrapped his arms around Wild’s torso before lifting him up a bit and dropping him to the mat with a back suplex. Ness climbs on top of Wild for the cover but Wild gets the shoulder up immediately.
Ness gets to his feet. He then walks over to Wild. He then grabs Wild by the head helping him up but Wild hammers him with a couple of stiff closed punches in the midsection. Wild fully gets to his feet and continues to assault Ness with punches before pulling him by the arm and Irish whipping him across the ring to the opposite ropes. Ness bounces off the ropes as Wild crouches over to attempt a back body drop to him but Ness just kicked the piss out of Wild’s chest. Ness then runs to the opposite side of the ring again and bounces to the ropes. He then returns and hits Wild with a lariat that almost decapitated Wild. Ness then went for the cover but Wild kicks out before two. Wild hurriedly gets to his feet and so does Ness. Ness charges towards Wild but Wild caught him in a belly to belly position before throwing him to the turnbuckle via a belly to belly suplex. Wild then pulls Ness off the corner and into the center of the ring. Wild goes for the cover but Ness managed to pull through and get the shoulders up before three.
Wild gets to his feet and walks over to Ness. He then picks Ness up and started barraging him with a fury of closed fist punches and stiff knife edge chops that can be heard throughout the arena. Wild, then Irish whipped Ness again to the opposite side of the ring. Ness bounces off the ropes and Wild catches him and body slams him to the mat upon returning. Wild then decides to stomp the shit out of Ness as Ness is rolling all over the ring. Wild then picks Ness up by the hair and kicks him in the gut. Wild sets Ness in between his legs as he does a cutthroat taunt to the crowd. He then proceeds to lift Ness up in a powerbomb position but Ness tries to fight back by hammering Wild in the face. Ness managed slide off to the back of Wild. Ness places Wild in an inverted headlock before dropping him to the mat with an Inverted DDT. Ness went for the cover but Wild powers out of the predicament.
Wild wasted no time as he gets to his vertical base. He quickly continues the assault to Ness by beating him senselessly with his fist. Ness tries to fight back as he throws punches of his own and we now have a good ‘ole slugfest in our hands as the crowd gets to their feet. Wild managed to get the upper hand by hitting Ness with a knee lift to the midsection. He then grabs Ness and places him in a Rock Bottom position as he taunts the crowd. Ness managed to fight out of it by elbowing Wild in the face. He then wrapped his arms around Wild’s midsection and drops him to the mat with a Northern Light Suplex. Ness went for the bridge as Wild’s shoulder is down to the mat. The ref drops down to begin counting but Wild managed to place his foot on the bottom rope. The ref sees it and told Ness to break the pin.
Ness gets to his feet as he starts dropping elbows to Wild. He barrages him with three consecutive elbows before picking Wild up. Wild powers out of it before eye-raking Ness in the eyes. Ness has his back turned on Wild as Wild grabs his arms. Wild turns Ness around and dropped him with the move he calls “Depressor”. Wild is now fired up as he gets to his feet. He then motions a cutthroat taunt to the crowd before picking Ness up. He picked Ness up by the hair and hooks him in a suplex position. He then lifts Ness in a vertical suplex hold and he lets the blood rushes to the head but Ness managed to reverse it into an implant DDT that dropped Wild down head first to the mat. Ness quickly gets to his feet and locks in the “Fade To Black” to the delight of the fans. Wild attempts to break free by attempting to get to his feet but Ness just stiffens the hold that weakens Wild. Wild drops back to the mat and a couple of minutes, we can see Wild tapping out as the fans went insane. Ness quickly gets to his feet as he run up the nearest turnbuckle. He then pumps up the crowd up as he beats his chest before holding his both arms up. He then jumps down from the turnbuckle as the referee grabs his arm and raising it.
Winner: Ness
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Monday, November 16th 2009
The Arena, Philadelphia, PA
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Singles Match:
Chris Stern vs Ben Stevens
Ben and Chris circles each other. They lock up. Chris gains the upper hand by placing Ben in a side headlock but Ben quickly reverses it as he push Chris to the ropes. Chris bounces back and hits Ben with a shoulder block before running to the opposite ropes again. Ben ducks down as Chris sprint over him as he continues running. Chris bounces off the opposite ropes as Ben gets to his feet. Ben tries to catch him with a kick to the midsection but Chris catches his feet. Ben attempts to reverse it with an enziguiri but Chris dodges hit before hitting Ben with a dragon screw sending Ben down to the mat. Chris never lets go of Ben’s leg as he then raises it up and smashes Ben’s knee to the mat and then Chris locks in an ankle lock but Ben quickly reversed it by rolling over breaking the hold. Both men get to their vertical base. Chris charges with a clothesline but Ben sidesteps it. Ben then follow up the side step with a wicked side kick to the head of Chris Stern that knocked Stern down to the mat. Ben then goes for the cover but Chris gets the shoulder up before two.
Both men gets to their feet. Ben charges towards Chris but Chris caught him with an arm drag into an armbar. Chris wrenches Ben’s arms as Ben screams in pain. Ben managed to reverse the hold by hitting a rolling armdrag of his own that sent Chris down to the mat again. Both men gets to their feet as Ben starts to unleashed a series of stiff kicks to Chris Stern’s shin and leg area and then to his midsection that made Chris crouch over. Ben then runs the ropes. Ben bounces off the ropes. Ben attempts a bicycle kick upon returning but Chris Stern sidesteps to avoid it. Stern then kicks Ben in the midsection and plants him to the mat with a DDT. Chris goes for the cover but it only got a two count.
Chris quickly gets to his feet as he starts to stomp Ben. He then grabs Ben by the head and helps him up. He then body slams Ben to the mat and then he runs to the opposite ropes. Chris bounces off the ropes and executes a jumping knee drop upon returning hitting Ben straight right into the jaw. Chris makes the cover but Ben got his shoulder up after one. Chris then mounted Ben and barrages him with a series of stiff right hands. The referee pull Stern back up and have them stand it off. Chris showboats as he taunts the crowd who showers him with boos. Ben is getting his feet when Chris charges towards him. Ben reacts in time as he reversed it by drop toe holding Chris that sent Chris face first into the canvas. Ben goes for the cover but Chris quickly get the shoulder up.
Ben then gets to his feet as Chris Stern is shaking off the cobwebs. Ben is eyeing Stern as if he’s smelling the end. Chris is now up on knee as Ben then attempts the ONK but Chris Stern ducks it and instead he caught Ben Stevens into a fireman’s carry. Chris then gets to his feet and he drops Ben Stevens to the turnbuckle face first before running to the ropes. He then bounces back and hits Ben Stevens with a big boot right into the jaw that dropped Ben to the mat. Chris then went for the cover but Ben managed to get his shoulder up. Frustration starts to sink in as Chris hurriedly gets to his feet. He then grabbed Ben by the hair and helps him up. He slaps Ben a couple of times before placing him in an inverted fireman’s carry set up. Chris spins around before dropping Ben into an inverted TKO or spinning back pancake he calls the “Star Struck”. He then drops down to the mat to make the cover. The ref gets down on all fours as he begins to count… 1… 2… THREE!
Stern gets to his feet as he looks down on the prone Ben Stevens. Chris then offered his hand to Ben who is hesitating to accept it. Ben eventually accepted it as Chris helps him get to his feet. The two of them shake hands and hugged as Ben raises Chris Stern arm.
Winner: Chris Stern
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[Christmas in November]
(Ah, the time for giving is near. Everyone is starting to spread holiday cheer. Even our resident schizophrenic has begun to panic. What to get him...how do you buy for them? However, he has started early for one of PWX's stars. X-Treme Dream has just arrived to The Arena, with the Christmas glee in his eyes. His Dodge Challenger pulls into a parking space and he hops out, a grin from ear to ear. He pops open the trunk and pulls out a duffel bag and a large, blue gift bag. Filled with that annoying white tissue, he carefully carries it into the back.)
"Oh what a wonderful night this is going to be, I am so excited to give Valencio his presents."
(He slams the trunk shut and hits the alarm to his car. He opens up the back door and walks in, gleefully heading towards his locker room.)
"It has been a long time since I gave someone a gift, I hope he enjoys them as much as I do. Now I just have to find the elusive masked crusader. I know I ruined the surprise the other day, but I still want to see the look on his face when I give him his new championship, mask, and weapons."
(He comes up the locker room marked with his name and a few others. He opens the door to an empty locker room though. So he drops his duffel bag on a bench and sits the gift bag down. Dream zips open his bag and starts laughing a little. He pulls out a mask identical to the mask he bought for Valencio.)
"Hell, I forgot I packed my own mask so I can fit in with Valencio tonight. I don't want him to feel like the odd ball here in the PWX."
(He puts on the mask and starts to laugh. Just then, a knock at the door.)
"Come in." He shouts, forgetting all about the mask. In walks PWX's resident MMA enthusiast, Shawn Lester.
Lester - "Oh, sorry. I was looking for X-Treme Dream."
(Dream starts laughing and takes the mask off of his face.)
Lester - "Going for a new look?"
"No...no...this is just all part of my gift set for Valencio, I didn't want him to feel left out. Didn't you catch the promo yesterday?"
Lester - "I sure did, that is the main reason I came looking for you. We really wanted to be with you when you give him the presents, mainly to get the reaction on film."
"Of course, you people think I am joking is all it is. But I am dead serious, I don't want him to feel left out tonight when I am awarded the Next Generation title. I mean, look how hard Valencio has fought since his arrival into the PWX. He deserves something and this new mask and title is exactly what he needs to turn his career around."
(Lester can't help but snicker a little. He then walks over to try and peek in the gift bag, but Dream smacks his hand.)
"No peeking now Lester! That is for Valencio's eyes only."
(Lester looks at Dream in disappointment.)
Lester - "Well, that sure isn't fair. Let's go look for Valencio then!"
"I am sure he is busy fighting crime or cleaning up the scum of the Earth. I mean, what else do superheroes do?"
(Once again, Lester can't help but snicker. Dream laughs a little himself and picks up the gift bag.)
"Alright, let's go Lester!"
(Lester scurries behind Dream as they exit the locker room. Dream has slid the hockey mask back over his face.)
Lester - "That is a good look for you Dream. Makes you look more psychotic. Maybe with a look like that you'd be able to beat Wild or Devon Poole."
(Dream turns around quickly and Lester quickly shuts his mouth.)
"Wild lucked up! I will get my retribution against the Hybrid champ one day. As for Devon Poole, he didn't beat me. We just ran out of time, and after I defeat Valencio tonight and win the Next Generation title I will gladly put the title on the line against Poole."
Lester - "I am sure Poole would take you up on that offer. A lot of the wrestlers here in the PWX feel that your 'extreme' persona is not worthy of a title like the NG title. But, everyone has their shtick..."
(Dream cuts in and interrupts Lester.)
"Now wait a damn minute, I am the king of extreme. I have made it perfectly clear that I am not a gimmick. Everything about me...I keep it one hundred."
Lester - "Of course, I didn't mean it like that."
"Alright then...but none of that matters Lester, because tonight I will prove to everyone in the PWX that I mean business. That I am far from a joke or a gimmick."
(He cuts himself short though as we come to the locker room of Valencio. Dream starts to knock on the door, but no answer.)
Lester - "That is strange, I swore I seen Valencio swoop into the arena earlier today."
(Dream knocks again. He starts to sing.)
"Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus...right down Santa Claus lane. Now open up and open your presents!"
(Still no answer.)
Lester - "I guess he isn't here. What are you going to do XD?"
"Well, I could continue to stand here and sing Christmas carols, but we all know I have got to win the Next Generation title tonight."
(With the mask still on, he looks back at Lester and just cocks his head side to side.)
"Look, just make sure Valencio gets his present sometime tonight. I really don't want him to feel left out while I am out there celebrating my victory."
Lester - "Will do XD. Any last words before your match tonight?"
"Yeah, I've got plenty but I will keep it short." He pulls the mask off. "There is going to be a fight tonight...could be considered a fight between good and evil...could just end up being a brawl for all. The fact of the matter is that this is the most important match since I stepped foot into the PWX. Sure, I have already had my shot at the Hybrid title when Wild and me duked it out. But I have done some research, and back in the day the Next Generation title was almost as sought after as the Heavyweight title. So tonight, I will become part of the PWX history books when I destroy Valencio. So don't take it personal, you are just standing in my way of glory. And by the way, you knowing everything about me does not phase me. Just adds fuel to the fire, and right now the odds are that you will get scorched."
(He smirks.)
"Valencio, know this...superhero or vigilante, whatever your heart desires, it doesn't matter. To me, you are just another victim. There will be no remorse for you! Because I am the king of extreme, X-Treme motha' fucking Dream! And PWX, I am the future...plus I will be the new Next Generation champion when the night comes to a close!"
(He shouts into the camera. He slams his fist into the door one more time and just drops the blue gift bag at the door. He heads back to his locker room as we fade to black with Lester just standing there, looking frightened.)
Singles Match:
Creed vs Tyler Graves
The match started in a violent fashion as Tyler jumped Creed during his entrance. They are currently brawling in the ringside area. Tyler is currently on the offensive as he is beating the shit out of Creed slamming him at the ring apron and the guardrail. Tyler attempts to Irish whip Creed to the steel steps but Creed managed to reverse it and instead sent Tyler crashing to it. Creed then walks over to Tyler and started stomping the shit out of him before picking him up. Creed then set Tyler up into a Russian leg sweep before dropping him with the said move to the guardrail. Tyler hits the guardrail head first as he went down to the floor. Creed towers over Tyler as he barrages him with a series of stiff right hand punch before walking a few steps away from him. Creed then turns around to charge towards Tyler but Tyler gets to his feet on time and manage to drop Creed into the guardrail via a drop toe hold. Creed’s face collided with the unforgiving steel busting him wide open.
Tyler then rolls into the ring as Creed is struggling to get to his vertical base outside. Tyler eyes Creed up who is now up on one knee. Creed finally gets to his vertical base as the Tyler then runs to the opposite ropes. Tyler bounces off the ropes and launches himself for a suicide dive to Creed outside but Creed caught him in midair and planted him with snap scoop powerslam to the arena’s concrete floor. Tyler is rolling on the floor holding his back as Creed gets back to his feet. Creed then walk over to Tyler and mounted him. Creed then grabbed Tyler by the hair and begun to unleash a flurry of punches to Tyler’s face. He then drops Tyler’s head and gets to his feet. He then walks over to the other side of the ringside area. He then starts scrambling underneath the ring apron for weapon. Creed is pulling something out and it turns out to be a steel chair. Creed holds the chair up as an evil grin is emanating from his blood-soaked face. He then started walking over to Tyler but he was stopped by the referee. Creed scared the referee off by swinging the chair to the guardrail that sent the referee running back to the ring. Creed lets out a soft evil laugh.
Creed then erected the chair to the floor. He then walks over to Tyler. He then grabbed Tyler by the hair as he help him up. He slaps Tyler across the face a couple of times before he placed Tyler into a reverse headlock. He then started running toward the direction of the chair with Tyler still tucked under his arm. Creed then drove Tyler’s face to the chair via a bulldog that busted Tyler wide open. The referee immediately had the bell rang declaring the match a no contest as Creed gets to his feet and execute his patented crucifix pose with a sick smirk on his crimson-masked face.
Creed isn’t over yet as he then walked over to chair and grabbed it. He folded it and laid it on the arena’s concrete floor. He then walks over to Tyler and grabbed him by the hair helping him up. Creed then kicked Tyler in the midsection before placing him in a front headlock. He then looks down at the chair before signaling for the Closed Casket Reqiuem as the several PWX officials and security ran ringside to stop Creed from what he’s about to do. Creed drops Tyler before attacking each and every one of the referees and security before grabbing Tyler up again. He then sets him up for the Closed Casket Requiem but Tyler managed to break free out of it. Tyler then showers Creed with a series of stiff shot kicks in his shin, legs and chest area before connecting with a devastating “That’s All She Wrote” that sent Creed slumping over the guardrail.
Tyler then grabbed the chair from the floor and is about to clobber Creed with it when the security held him back. Tyler attempts to struggle against the security as they pull him off as the other referees checks on Creed. Tyler then does the unexpected as he then starts to sent the security guys flying with a series of lefts and rights breaking him free from their clutches. Then out of nowhere, Creed spun Tyler and before he could react he dropped him with a devastating Closed Casket Requiem that sent Tyler head first into the concrete floor knocking him out. Creed stands over the unconscious body of the fallen Tyler Graves as an evil smirk is slowly forming on his face.
No Contest
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Scene opens up backstage just outside of Mr. Executive Brian Hollywood's locker room. Shawn Lester can be seen approaching the locker room door. He all of a sudden stops as he hears noise inside. Shawn gets a rather scared look on his face as he backs up from the door. He paces back and forth with a microphone in his hand. Just then the camera pans the hallways of the backstage area and Tyler Graves can be seen approaching Shawn Lester. Tyler stops in front of Shawn and hears the noise too. He looks over to the right to Hollywood's locker room and then looks back at Shawn.]
Shawn Lester: I'm just...
Tyler Graves shakes his head and smiles.
Tyler: I honestly don't want to know what your about to do here man.
The noise can be heard getting louder. It sounds as if things are being pushed around and thrown up against the walls.
Shawn: You know I'm just doing my job.
Tyler: Sometimes you gotta be careful how you go about and handle your job though Shawn. Things get crazy around here.
Shawn: I'm willing to risk....
Just then the locker room door opens widely and out walks Brian Hollywood. He looks at both Shawn and Tyler who just look back. Tyler then pats Shawn on the back and walks off down the hallway out of sight. Hollywood then walks up to Shawn and just stares at him coldly. A loud rain of boos can be heard through the backstage area. Hollywood then speaks to Shawn.
Hollywood: I don't know what kind of joke your trying to pull on me this week but I'll definately tell you this week you picked the wrong week!
Hollywood heightens his stare down on Shawn who just kind of cowers back.
Shawn: All I want to know is...
Hollywood breaks out in anger towards Shawn.
Hollywood: I don't fucking CARE what you want to know Shawn! I suggest you take your microphone of yours and shove it straight up your ass!
Crowd errupts in boos and starts an "asshole" chant on Hollywood.
Hollywood: Nothing would thrill me more than to shut you up for good Shawn and just beat you down right here right now. But that wouldn't do either of us any good would it Shawn? No, of course not. My anger would still be intact after everything I do to you. The only good thing it would accomplish would be getting you out of my face!
Shawn: I...
Hollywood: I don't wanna hear ONE word out of you Shawn. Or it will be the LAST word you EVER speak again!
Crowd drowns Hollywood in boos as Hollywood grabs Shawn's shirt with both hands.
Hollywood: I will say this though Shawn. People are going to be sorry about my outcome last week tonight. Everyone knows that tonight it should have been Mr Executive Brian Hollywood facing off for the Next Generation Championship tonight. Well, the night is definately far from over! By the time the night is indeed over, things should be set just how I want them. Yes, you heard me Shawn how I WANT them! And believe me, they will be, they will be...
Hollywood releases Shawn and lightly pushes him away as he walks off down the hallway and out of sight leaving Shawn looking on in awe.
PWX Next Gen Championship Match:
Xtreme Dream vs Valencio
he match starts off with both men staring down each other. They get closer to each other as Dream simply smiles and all of a sudden slaps Valencio in the face. Valencio responds quickly with a clothesline taking Dream down to the mat. Valencio goes for a quick cover.
1...
2..KICKOUT!
A quick kick out by Dream who is definately not ready for this match to end! Valencio stands back up and goes for a standing shooting star press and connects with Dream. Val goes for yet another cover on Dream.
1..
2..KICK OUT!
Dream kicks out again. Valencio stands Dream up and throws Dream into the turnbuckle. Valencio charges towards Dream only to be met by a bigboot from Dream. Dream goes to the top rope and hits a springboard leg drop on Valencio. Dream goes for the cover..
1...
2....KICK OUT!
Dream immediately stands up and connects with a few elbow drops to the masked crusader. He picks Valencio up and throws him against the ropes and nails an enzuigiri. Dream goes down and locks in a headlock in on Valencio. Valencio starts fading slowly and begins to move slower and slower in the ring. He starts moving slowly to the ropes to try and break the hold. Valencio nails a couple of elbow hits to the face of Dream. He is able to grab the bottom of the ropes and the ref instructs Dream to release the hold. Dream releases the hold and stands up. Valencio slowly makes his way to his feet as Dream turns him around and goes for a Belly to Back Suplex. Valencio dodges and flips behind Dream and nails him with a German Suplex taking Dream down to the mat. Valencio looks to go for The Element of Surprise only for Dream to duck and land a diving clothesline to the masked Valencio. Dream takes advantage and goes for the cover.
1....
2....
THR...KICK OUT!
Valencio barely kicks out with what strength he has left. Dream stands up and prepares to go for the X Drop. Valencio eventually gets to his feet and Dream goes for the X Drop only for Valencio to push him back. Valencio goes for a roundhouse kick but Dream dodges and Valenio nails the referee instead. Valencio looks to check on the ref when Dream comes up from behind and attempts the X Drop again. Valenio once again dodges and connects this time with a missile drop kick. Valencio goes to the top rope and nails a flying moonsault on the fallen Dream. Valencio stand up and is hyping the crowd as he goes for The Requiem. Valencio is able to nail the Requiem in C Flat taking out Dream. He tries to go for the cover but realizes the ref is still out. He goes over to try and revive the referee. All of a sudden, out of nowhere Brian Hollywood slides into the ring. He stands in the ring with his eyes widen. He looks serious as he waits for Valencio to stand up and turn around. Valenco, who has no idea Hollywood is in the ring, stands up and turns around only to be met with Hollywood's Executive Promise. Hollywood stands in the middle of the ring and smiles as Valencio, Dream and the referee are all out. The crowd begins to boo loudly as The Executive just continues to smile upon Valencio's fallen body. Hollywood sees the ref coming to and all of a sudden walks over and grabs Dream's body. Hollywood drags Dream and drapes his arm over Valencio and slides out of the ring. He watches on and smiles as the referee is finally up and unaware of anything that has just happened. The referee goes for the cover.
1.....
2.....
3!
The referee calls for the bell as he checks on both Valencio and X Dream. Hollywood goes back into the ring and throws the referee out. He grabs a mic and looks at both Valencio and Dream.
Hollywood: Ah.....now that feels much better! Who knew that all I needed to do was reassure myself with an Executive Promise? You know how I work in this ring by now. Once I issue an Executive Promise, it becomes just that. I said earlier tonight that I was going to make everything right again! I said that things were going to go the way I WANTED them to go!
Hollywood looks around the ring.
Hollywood: As you can clearly see people, I got what I wanted! It doesn't matter if I have to issue an Executive Promise or not, I get things done around here. In this case, I didn't even need to announce an Executive Promise earlier tonight, I just delivered one!
The crowd starts a "you suck" chant as Hollywood walks over to the fallen Valenio.
Hollywood: As for you Valencio. I clearly don't like you! Ever since you came into this business, there was something I clearly hated about you. I still don't know what that is, maybe its just you yourself! I don't know. All I know is that you have been a pain in my side! So much as that even when I don't cross paths with you, your still an annoyance. I have that feeling that your not who you say you are. I mean look at you? Your some so called super hero wearing a mask? Let's face facts Valencio, your a coward! What kind of a superstar hides behind a mask? Masks are for people who lurk in the shadows of their frozen personalities that are too afraid to show their true identity for fear that people will hate them even more than what they once were behind a mask!
Hollywood walks over and sees the Next Generation Championship laying in the ring. He picks it up and smiles as he holds it above his head. The crowd boos loudly as Hollywood just ignores it. His eyes are glued on the title. He then looks down at Valencio's and back at the title. He does this a couple of times before he looks at the title one more time. He then drops it on X Dream and goes over and kneels next to Valencio.
Hollywood: I could easily take the Next Generation Championship any time I want! What I actually want to do is make you feel just what a pain in the side means! Therefore how bout we have ourselves a little match. I was thinking a match at End Game...you know, Mr. Executive Brian Hollywood v Valencio! Yea...I like that!
Hollywood stands up and pauses again. He speaks once more.
Hollywood: Oh..there is just ONE more thing...Valencio you and me are going to have just more than a wrestling match at End Game. Because at End Game, the end could come for you. You could lose everything! What do I mean by everything you ask? Well I'm talking about your mask Valencio! So at End Game, its going to be Mr. Executive Himself, Brian Hollywood v Valencio! Where if Valencio loses, he MUST take off his mask! We'll just see who truly hides behind that mask of yours Valencio! You can bet I'm making that an Executive Promise!
Hollywood smiles and drops the mic in the ring. He once again looks down at Valencio who is still completely out cold. Hollywood then turns around and walks up the ramp and to the backstage area leaving absolute carnage in the ring..
Winner and NEW Next Generation Championship: X DREAM
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Retirement Match:
John Pariah vs Pitor Szatkowski
It is now time for the retirement match between John Pariah and Pitor Szatkowski. It’s the modern wrestling star versus the golden legend. Pitor is out first to a very respectful ovation. There seems to be an educated crowd tonight, as Pitor is a good twenty-five to thirty years removed from his wrestling peak. Pitor looks to be in great shape for his age and bounces back and forth on his feet in anticipation for the match.
Pariah is out next to a roar of disapproval from the crowd. He heels it up on the way to the ring, and slides in under the bottom rope. Once in the ring, Pitor meets him with surprising speed and begins to unload haymakers to either side of Pariah’s head. The lights return and the bell sounds moments later.
Pitor has Pariah in the corner, biting at his forehead. The referee issues the standard five count, and Pitor breaks on four and a half. Pariah takes advantage of the momentary break and delivers a soccer kick to the groin of Pitor as the referee is distracted, admonishing Pitor for the bite.
Pariah delivered a series of stomps, and continued his momentum by delivering several of his trademark maneuvers. Pariah cannot keep a good man down. Pitor kicks out of each and every pinfall attempt. Pariah turns up the heat and drops Pitor with a snap ddt. He does not attempt a pin this time, and lifts Pitor for yet another snap ddt. He smiles wickedly as he sits on the canvas, then looks over at Pitor once more.
He slides over on top of the fallen legend for a pinfall attempt . . . .
1………….
2……………..
3…..NO, IT’S A KICK OUT BY PITOR!
Pitor shoots up to his feet as Pariah looks on in disbelief. Pitor is firing up the crowd, and Pariah is there to meet him with a punch attempt. Pitor blocks and fires off a big haymaker that sends Pariah down to the mat. Two more punch attempts are followed in the same manner. Pitor is ready to end the match, as he locks Pariah in a single leg crab. He wrenches back on the leg-forcing the pressure onto Pariah’s lower back as well. He claws for the ropes, but Pitor locks it further in. Pariah uses his free leg to swing some momentum his way-but Pitor sinches in the hold further. Pariah yells-and finally grabs the ropes. Pitor drags him out, and goes for another leg lock, but Pariah kicks him in the face. He gets to his feet, and smirks-as he hits Pitor Szatkowski with a roaring back elbow. He catches him with the Ranhei, and quickly locks in the Anaconda Vice. The ref checks on Pitor-who is knocked out cold. He rings the bell, as Pariah’s music reprises. He lets go of the hold, and rolls to the floor with an evil smirk on his face.
Winner: John Pariah
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[Message in Blood]
Chris: What’s he doing here?
Under the ring, he pulls out a spool of razor wire, and slides it in. He smirks to the crowd as Adrianna slides into the ring on the other side. Pariah begins lashing Pitor with the razor wire-like it was a whip as the crowd boo’s loudly. Danny Szatkowski runs down the ramp, and slides in-but Pariah catches him with an STO, dropping him on the back of his head. He hand cuffs Danny to the ropes, and continues cutting Pitors flesh with the razor wire. The bell rings repeatedly, as Adrianna approaches him. Pariah smirks and orders her to finish the job. He grabs a mic from the time keeper.
Pariah: Do it Adrianna. Finish the damn job! Choke his lifeless carcass out! Don’t you want to be a wrestler little girl?!
Adrianna shakes her head no, and drops the razor wire, checking on her grandfather. Suddenly, another woman slides into the ring behind her, and grabs her by the hair. Her faces is covered by a black bandanna and a hood. She quickly drops Adrianna on the back of her head-as the crowd boo’s again louder. She removes the hood, and bandanna-and we see Lillith Morgan under the guise. Her and Pariah embrace, as the crowd boo’s louder and louder.
Pariah: Danny, do you think I would ever want your skank of a sister? Really, really? It was all part of the shock therapy Danny. Your sister wants to be a wrestler so much? Than next week, she can be a wrestler-as she faces Lillith Morgan in singles competition!
Pariah drops the mic, as “I Will Not Bow” reprises. He smirks confidently as the scene fades out.
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Champion vs Champion Match (Non Title):
PWX World Champion Ness vs PWX Hybrid Champion Wild
he match starts with both men circling each other. They lock up in a collar-and-elbow tie up. They are locked to each other for a several seconds before Wild powers Ness off that sends Ness railing backward to the other side of the ring. Wild taunts Ness as he flexes his imposing muscular physique. Ness gets up from the mat. They lock up again. They test strength before Wild places Ness in a headlock. Ness raises his arm as we can see Wild’s huge biceps wrapped around Ness’ head. Ness tries to break free as he punches Wild in the gut a couple times. It worked as we can see that Ness is now slightly free from Wild’s grip. Ness then wrapped his arms around Wild’s torso before lifting him up a bit and dropping him to the mat with a back suplex. Ness climbs on top of Wild for the cover but Wild gets the shoulder up immediately.
Ness gets to his feet. He then walks over to Wild. He then grabs Wild by the head helping him up but Wild hammers him with a couple of stiff closed punches in the midsection. Wild fully gets to his feet and continues to assault Ness with punches before pulling him by the arm and Irish whipping him across the ring to the opposite ropes. Ness bounces off the ropes as Wild crouches over to attempt a back body drop to him but Ness just kicked the piss out of Wild’s chest. Ness then runs to the opposite side of the ring again and bounces to the ropes. He then returns and hits Wild with a lariat that almost decapitated Wild. Ness then went for the cover but Wild kicks out before two. Wild hurriedly gets to his feet and so does Ness. Ness charges towards Wild but Wild caught him in a belly to belly position before throwing him to the turnbuckle via a belly to belly suplex. Wild then pulls Ness off the corner and into the center of the ring. Wild goes for the cover but Ness managed to pull through and get the shoulders up before three.
Wild gets to his feet and walks over to Ness. He then picks Ness up and started barraging him with a fury of closed fist punches and stiff knife edge chops that can be heard throughout the arena. Wild, then Irish whipped Ness again to the opposite side of the ring. Ness bounces off the ropes and Wild catches him and body slams him to the mat upon returning. Wild then decides to stomp the shit out of Ness as Ness is rolling all over the ring. Wild then picks Ness up by the hair and kicks him in the gut. Wild sets Ness in between his legs as he does a cutthroat taunt to the crowd. He then proceeds to lift Ness up in a powerbomb position but Ness tries to fight back by hammering Wild in the face. Ness managed slide off to the back of Wild. Ness places Wild in an inverted headlock before dropping him to the mat with an Inverted DDT. Ness went for the cover but Wild powers out of the predicament.
Wild wasted no time as he gets to his vertical base. He quickly continues the assault to Ness by beating him senselessly with his fist. Ness tries to fight back as he throws punches of his own and we now have a good ‘ole slugfest in our hands as the crowd gets to their feet. Wild managed to get the upper hand by hitting Ness with a knee lift to the midsection. He then grabs Ness and places him in a Rock Bottom position as he taunts the crowd. Ness managed to fight out of it by elbowing Wild in the face. He then wrapped his arms around Wild’s midsection and drops him to the mat with a Northern Light Suplex. Ness went for the bridge as Wild’s shoulder is down to the mat. The ref drops down to begin counting but Wild managed to place his foot on the bottom rope. The ref sees it and told Ness to break the pin.
Ness gets to his feet as he starts dropping elbows to Wild. He barrages him with three consecutive elbows before picking Wild up. Wild powers out of it before eye-raking Ness in the eyes. Ness has his back turned on Wild as Wild grabs his arms. Wild turns Ness around and dropped him with the move he calls “Depressor”. Wild is now fired up as he gets to his feet. He then motions a cutthroat taunt to the crowd before picking Ness up. He picked Ness up by the hair and hooks him in a suplex position. He then lifts Ness in a vertical suplex hold and he lets the blood rushes to the head but Ness managed to reverse it into an implant DDT that dropped Wild down head first to the mat. Ness quickly gets to his feet and locks in the “Fade To Black” to the delight of the fans. Wild attempts to break free by attempting to get to his feet but Ness just stiffens the hold that weakens Wild. Wild drops back to the mat and a couple of minutes, we can see Wild tapping out as the fans went insane. Ness quickly gets to his feet as he run up the nearest turnbuckle. He then pumps up the crowd up as he beats his chest before holding his both arms up. He then jumps down from the turnbuckle as the referee grabs his arm and raising it.
Winner: Ness
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