PWX End Game 2009

[Darin Zion]

Versus and Monster Energy present:
PWX END GAME 2009
A Three Hour – Commercial Free Spectacle
Monday, December 7th 2009
Compuware Arena
Detroit (Plymouth), Michigan
Attendence: 7,500
Official Theme Song: “Martyr No More” by Fozzy




[Pyro shoots around the Compuware Arena, as "Martyr No More" by Fozzy echoes across the building. The Detroit fans are in a frenzy, as a riotous PWX chant can be heard from every corner of the sold out venue. The camera pans around, and lands on Chris and Ricky-who are standing at the announce table, mics in hand]

Ricky Cravate: Welcome ladies and Gentlemen to Pro Wrestling X's END GAME! We are LIVE and commercial free for the next three hours-right here on VERSUS HD!

Chris Caudill: Tonight, we will present three HUGE Championship matches, plus 2 epic blood feuds will come to an end as well!

Ricky: That's right, the PWX World Title will be defended in a Three Stages of Hell Match. Xtreme Dream defends his Next Generation Championship against Devon Poole in an Extreme Rules Match-and Wild and Odom clash over the Hybrid Title-in what is sure to steal the show!

Chris: Let's not forget, Tyler Graves and Creed will collide in the center of the ring-in a Motor City Mayhem match as well!

Ricky: Speaking of blood feuds, let's send it to the ring, where Alexis Lace is standing by for RAZOR WIRE WARFARE III!!!!



[The lights flicker as a pounding guitar intro is heard. Strobe lights circle the arena as the crowd begins to boo loudly. The opening notes to "Hand of God" by Black Market Hero hits the PA system. Blue strobe lights cover the arena, and smoke billows onto the stage. John Pariah steps out onto the stage, and crouches to a knee-as the smoke continues to billow out]

i've got you all in the palm of my hand!

I'm gonna change the world
watch me re-arrange the world
nothing can stop me
cuz i am a loaded gun

i'm gonna rape the world
break down and reshape the world
nothing can stop me
cuz i am the chosen one

The blue lights adorning the stage-reveal John Pariah kneeling on the stage. He stands up-and throws his fist into the air, as a wall of pyro shoots up behind him. He throws his arms up in an X above his head-as he walks down the ramp with a sadistic smile on his face. He slides under the ropes-and looks the crowd over as the music begins to fade out. He takes the mic from Alexis Lace, as the crowd boos loudly.]

John Pariah: It's been six long months Daniel. Six agonizing months-since I took it upon myself to save you. Six long months-since we first met in an NCW ring, and six long months since this whole thing started. Tonight Daniel-it ends inside this Razor Wire Warfare match. Tonight Daniel, will be the night of your salvation, regardeless of the choice you're about to make!

Chris: Choice?

Pariah: You see, in the spirit of the approaching Holiday, I've decided to offer Daniel one last chance at redemption, one fleeting opprotunity at salvation. I'm giving you one last chance Daniel, to come to this ring and accept the Path laid before you. Accept the New Dawn as the key to your salvation, and take my cure for the disease that is Sports Entertainment. The alternative? Go through with this match-and be martyred as a Heretic to the New Dawn. Either way, this six month long road to salvation ends tonight. The debate is over Daniel, the choice is yours alone to make.

[Pariah drops the mic, and awaits Danny Szatkowski's music for our opening match.]



Match One:
Razor Wire Warfare III
John Pariah vs Danny Szatkowski

“Epic” by Faith No More begins to play throughout the Compuware Arena’s sound system when Danny comes out from the back. He skipped everything he does during his entrance. He has a hardened look on his face and we can see the anger in his eyes as he just walk directly to the razor wires covered ring.

Chris: Looks like Danny’s pissed Ricky.

Ricky: Who wouldn’t Chris? John Pariah has put his family thru so much already and Danny has had enough of it. I think it’s safe to say that we are about to see something that could be compared to a war.

Danny slides into the ring. Danny gets in the face of John Pariah. They exchange words before Danny gives Pariah the finger. Pariah continues to talk trash to him as the referee gets in the middle of them as he asks both competitors to go to their respective corners which they both did.

Ricky: The air is pretty tense Chris. John Pariah and Danny Szatkowki are both combustible elements that may spark something up once they are put together.

Chris: And I think we are about to see that happen tonight.

The ref asks both men if they are ready. Both men nod as they never take their sights off of each other. The referee asks for the bell to be ring.

DING! DING! DING!

Ricky: And here we go! Razor Wire Warfare is now underway!

Both men walk into the center of the ring. They both get into each other’s face talking trash to each other. Pariah starts talking about Danny’s deceased grandfather Pitor Szatkowski that definitely got under Danny’s skin as he then grabs Pariah’s head and hammers him with a forearm smash that shook Pariah’s vertical base.

Chris: It’s too early into the match and it’s already getting ugly!

Ricky: That’s what a personal war should be Chris. I don’t think both of these men will lighten it up anytime soon!

Danny pulls Pariah’s arm as he tries to Irish whip across the ring into the razor wire ropes but Pariah reverses it. Danny halted his momentum just about in time before he hits the razor wires. Pariah charges towards Danny but Danny moves out of the way. Pariah quickly puts on the break before he himself hits the razor wire ropes. Danny spins Pariah around before grabbing his head and hitting him with a couple of forearm shots. Pariah staggers a little bit as he moved a little closer to the razor wires.

Ricky: Close calls for both John Pariah and Danny Szatkowski here as they both almost got themselves tangled up with these unforgiving razor wire ropes! Who will be its first victim?

Chris: Well looks like we wont have to wait any longer Ricky! John Pariah’s so closed and he is cornered by Danny Szatkowski!

Pariah glances as behind and he saw the glistening blades of the razor wires. He then turns back to Danny who is walking a few steps back. Danny then begun to charge towards him but Pariah ducks out of the way. Danny reacts quickly as when he was about to hit the razor wires, he ducks out of it and slides out of the ring. He then grabs Pariah’s feet and dragged him out of the ring. Danny then spins Pariah around and hammered him with a couple of forearm smash before pulling his arm and Irish whipping him to the barricade which Pariah reverses. Danny collides with the unforgiving guardrail with a thud. Danny rolls on the concrete floor while holding his lower back. Pariah walks toward him and stood over him talking trash while he slaps him across the face.

Chris: Pariah’s showing Danny no respect here tonight!

Ricky: Well their relationship isn’t really built on respect at the first place Chris…

Chris: True but still I was expecting a little bit more from John Pariah.

Pariah picks Danny up by the hair. He then leans Danny to the guardrail before chopping the shit out of Danny’s chest as Danny screams in agony. Danny tries to retaliate with a couple of forearms but he was overwhelmed by the stiffness of Pariah’s knife edge chops. Pariah then pulls Danny’s arm and Irish whips him again across the floor into another set of guardrail but Danny reverses it. He then hits an enziguiri as he sends Pariah down on the concrete floor. He then picks up Pariah and rolls him into the ring before he slides in to the ring himself.

Chris: The match has been nothing but ugly so far and we still haven’t seen the razor wires come into play!

Ricky: To be honest Chris, I hope it’ll be later than sooner!

Chris: I don’t think that would be the case Ricky… Look!

Danny grabs Pariah by the hair and helps him to his feet. He then put Pariah in a reverse headlock before walking towards the razor wire ropes. Danny starts grinding Pariah’s forehead to the blades of the razor wire ropes as it was quickly busted wide open! Danny then starts punching Pariah’s busted head rapidly before letting him go. Pariah drops down to the mat almost immediately as we can see his face is now already covered with blood that is pouring down from his busted forehead.

Chris: And just like that, looks like the ugliness turned into filthiness! What a display of brutality from Danny as we just saw him grinds Pariah’s forehead onto that razor wire ropes and busting him wide open!

Ricky: I was really hoping that the razor wire were just there to serve as ring ropes and wont be use as a weapon but I guess I was wrong!

Danny quickly covers John for the pin but John just kicked out before two. Danny then hurriedly gets to his feet. He then picks up John by the hair again as he helps him up. Danny hits John with a couple of forearm shots before Danny moves back a couple of steps. He then charges towards John but John seems to anticipate the move as he moves out of the way before tripping Danny with a drop toe hold that sends Danny colliding with the razor wires! The razor wire cuts Danny’s elbow and forearm up as we can now see blood flowing out of the laceration on them.

Chris: Those razor wires are really unforgiving as proven by what we just saw!

Ricky: I don’t even know why JPO’s allowing this kind of matches to be broadcast live on TV!

Danny tries to remove his arm out of entanglement from the razor wires. He managed to do so as he looks at his lacerated elbows and forearms which are now oozing out with a massive blood flow. Suddenly a pair of hands grabbed him by the hair and pulls him up. Pariah then spins Danny around before kneeing him to the midsection. Pariah then puts Danny into a fireman’s carry as the fans are now on their feet!

Chris: Could this be it? Could this be the G2Z??

Ricky: I think Pariah’s had enough and he’s about ready to end this!

Danny fights out of it as he slides down to the back of John Pariah. He tries to grab John Pariah’s arms from behind but John Pariah powers of it. Pariah turns around and attempts to clothesline Danny but Danny ducks out of it. Danny then hits Pariah with a massive dropkick that sends Pariah staggering. Danny then grabs Pariah before driving him to the mat with a Reverse STO! Danny then goes for the cover!

Chris: Good counter by Danny!

Ricky: Here’s the cover!

…1

…2

…KICK OUT!!

Danny gets to his feet quickly as he starts to stomp the hell out of Pariah. Danny then picks Pariah up by the hair before giving him a couple of forearm smashes to the face. He then pulls John’s arms and Irish whips across the ring and into the razor wires as the fans screams in horror!! Pariah’s back collides with the razor wires as we can hear him screams in agony! Pariah drops down to his knees on the mat as we can see that the razor wires are sticking to John Pariah’s wife beater. Danny then charges towards Pariah before hitting Pariah with a low dropkick that sends Pariah down to the mat. Danny pulls Pariah into the middle of the ring and turns him. He then hooks his leg for the cover.

Chris: Looks like the razor wires are in full play now as both men are trying to use it into their own full advantage just like what Danny did there!

Ricky: And now he’s going for the cover! Could this be it??

1…

2…

….SHOULDER UP!!

Chris: Pariah’s showing some resiliency here tonight as he just gets the shoulder up out of that pinning predicament!

Danny changes position as he mounts Pariah down. Danny then started punching John’s busted forehead with such sheer hatred. Danny then gets to his feet and slides out of the ring. He then starts scrambling underneath the ring for weapons. After a couple of seconds, he starts pulling out something out of it. Danny pulls out a chair from underneath the ring and he throws it into the ring. He then continues scrambling underneath the ring. Danny starts pulling out what seems to be a table from underneath the ring. Danny then slides the table into the ring before sliding in himself.

Chris: Looks like the razor wires are enough for Danny to inflict some damage on John Pariah that he needs to grab a chair and a table from underneath the ring!

Ricky: I think Danny’s just about ready to end this match Chris.

Chris: You think he might be thinking of putting Pariah down for good with the Atomic Arabian Facebuster?

Ricky: I think that’s the plan.

Danny gets to his feet. He walks towards John Pariah who is struggling to his feet. Danny grabs Pariah by the hair before hammering him with a couple of stiff forearm smash. Pariah retaliates with a European uppercut. Both men exchange blows and just like that, we have ourselves a slugfest in our hands! The fans are on their feet as both men goes blow for blow for blow at each other! Both men staggers as the slugfest continues. Pariah attempts a lariat but Danny ducks out of it. Danny grabs Pariah’s arms from behind but Pariah counters it. Danny charges towards Pariah but Pariah moves out of the way. Danny halted his momentum before he collides once again with razor wire. Little did he know that John Pariah is eyeing him from behind with a sick grin on his face.

Chris: He has evil intentions on his mind Ricky!

Ricky: I think this is not a good sign for Danny!

Pariah stalks Danny as Danny slowly turns around. Pariah then charges towards Danny spearing him through the razor wires collapsing it!! Both men ended up on the concrete floor with the razor wires entangled into them!

Chris: OH MY GOD!!

Ricky: HOLY SHIT!!

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

Referees and EMTs rushes to ringside to check on both competitors! One of the members of the EMT produces a pair of pliers from his kit. He then starts to cut the razor wires off of both competitors’ lacerated body. The EMTs helped both men up to their feet but both men just pushed them off. He then looks at each other before they are at it again! The fans are on their feet as both goes for blow for blow, exchanging shots after shots at each other! The EMTs and the referees tries to hold them back but they just send them down cleaning the house before going right at each other again!

Chris: HERE THEY GO AGAIN! THE MUTUAL HATRED IS WHAT DRIVING THIS MEN TO GO THROUGH ALL THE PAIN AND ENDURE THEM!!

Ricky: AND LOOKS LIKE NOBODY’S GOING TO STOP THEM FROM FINISHING THIS ONCE AND FOR ALL TONIGHT!

Danny punches Pariah! Pariah hits Danny with a European uppercut! Danny forearm smashes Pariah! Pariah headbutts Danny! Danny elbows Pariah! The fans are on their feet as this exchange continues until Pariah gets the upper hand by kneeing Danny in the midsection. Pariah then grabs Danny and places him into a front headlock! Pariah then drives Danny head first to the concrete floor with an Evenflow DDT! Pariah then gets to his feet and picks the pool of razor wires from the floor. EMTs, referees and now the security team are trying to prevent Pariah from using the razor wires to Danny but Pariah whips it around to drive them away. Pariah then wraps the pool of razor wires into his fist before walking towards Danny. Pariah then mounts Danny. Pariah then begins to barrage Danny in the forehead with the razor wire wrapped fist of his. After a few seconds of punching and grinding the shit of Danny’s forehead, we can now see a huge wound has been opened on Danny’s forehead as the blood starts to flow out of it.

Ricky: I cant look at this… This is too much…

Chris: I think I’m going to puke…

Pariah gets off Danny. He then slowly removes the pool of razor wires from his fist. He then threw it on the floor before picking Danny up by the hair. Pariah then rolls Danny to the ring before climbing in himself. Pariah then drops down to the mat and went for the lateral press on Danny. Danny is in a pinning predicament!

Chris: Here’s the pin! Can Pariah finally get it??

1…

2…

…KICK OUT!

Ricky: DANNY KICKED OUT! DANNY’S STILL ALIVE!!

Frustration is starting to set in to Pariah as he gets in the face of the official. He argues about how the count is so slow. He then shrugs it off as he walks back to Danny who is now crawling on the mat and seems like he doesn’t know where he is. Pariah grabs him by the hair pulling him up. Pariah barrages him with a couple of punches before pulling his arm and Irish whipping him to the turnbuckle at the corner. Pariah then showboats the crowd as he motions a cut throat taunt to them.

Chris: If he’s doing what I think he’s going to do then I say Pariah’s done with playing around and he’s going to end this right about now!

Ricky: I think he’s about to do that Chris!

Pariah runs towards the opposite of the turnbuckle where Danny is at. Pariah then jumps up the turnbuckle before jumping down and charging towards Danny on the opposite corner. Pariah was about to hit Danny with the knee strike when Danny lifts both his legs and caught Pariah with it in the neck. Danny wraps his legs around Pariah’s neck before using Pariah’s own momentum to hurl himself forward dropping Pariah with a hurracanrana that sent Pariah to the razor wire ropes! Pariah’s arms collided directly with the razor wires and in almost instant, blood starts to flow out of his arms as we see some wounds had been opened up on it as he screams in agony! Apparently the bloodshed not to mention the exposure of human flesh are far too much for some people that we can see someone on the front row is already puking.

Chris: I think I’m going to be next…

Ricky: You want me to get someone from the back to bring you a bucket?

Chris: Maybe later…

Danny jumps down from the open side of the ring to the floor. He then scrambles around before finding a pool or razor wires. This is the same pool that used to surround the open area of the ring and it’s the same pool that John Pariah used to open that wound on Danny’s forehead. Danny picks up the pool of razor wires before jumping in to the ring again. Danny holds the razor wire like a whip as we can see John Pariah crawling on the mat with blood flowing from his wounded arms and lacerated forehead. Danny then reaches for Pariah’s wife beater and tore it exposing his back. Danny then starts whipping Pariah with the razor wires across his back! The razor wires leaves it mark on Pariah’s body as it tears his skin with each and every time Danny whips him across the back and before we know it, Pariah’s back is in a bloody mess! Pariah is screaming in agony as Danny continues doing it for a more than three more times before Danny throws it down to the mat. Danny then turns Pariah around and goes for the pin!

Chris: Here’s the pin! I hope this is finally the end!

Ricky: I hope so too!

1…

2…

…SHOULDER UP!!

Ricky: Pariah just doesn’t want to back down! Pariah just doesn’t want to quit! And this match will still continue!

Chris: I hope it just ended right there… I don’t know if I can still take anything that will happen after those sights we’ve seen…

Frustration is starting to set in to Danny as well as he gets to his feet and walks toward a corner. He then shouts at Pariah before stomping his right foot to the mat as he tells Pariah to get up.

Chris: Go for it Danny! End this now! Go for it!

Pariah is struggling and staggering as he tries to get to his vertical base. Danny looks at him with a sick smirk on his face as he continues stalking him. Pariah finally got to his feet. He shrugs off all the pain he is feeling as he turns around to look for Danny. Danny attempts the Exclamation Point but Pariah ducks out of it!

Chris: Pariah ducks the Exclamation Point!

Pariah then spins Danny around and kicks him in the gut. Pariah hoists Danny up to his shoulders and motions a cut throat taunt to the crowd.

Chris: Pariah’s trying to execute the G2Z again! Could he hit it this time??

Pariah then throws Danny off for the kill but Danny adjusts mid-air before catching Pariah’s head and drilling it to the mat with a tornado DDT!

Chris: Danny counters the G2Z yet again! And this time with a Tornado DDT!! Danny is showing some amazing resiliency right here tonight!

Ricky: I bet Pariah’s so frustrated right now. I bet he’s thinking what would does he need to do to put Danny Szatkowski away for good!

Both men lay side by side on the mat as the crowd is on their feet rallying both men up. Both men finally regained consciousness as they look at the arena lights hanging high above them. Pariah quickly climbs to his feet as Danny kips up to his feet. Both men looks at each other. They both talk trash before going at it again! The crowd blows the roof off the arena as Pariah and Danny goes blow for blow! Both men stagger as they exchange shots after shots after shots after shots! Pariah gains the upper hand once again as he low blows Danny Szatkowski to the disdain of the fans. He then sets up Danny in a STO as the crowd showers him with mixed reactions.

Ricky: Pariah’s now attempting to execute the Panic Switch! He failed to hit both of his G2Z attempts so let’s hope this one gets the job done!

Danny fights back as he is elbowing John Pariah to the side of the head that made John Pariah released him from the hold. Danny hits Pariah with a couple forearm smashes before pulling Pariah’s arm and Irish whipping him to the corner. Pariah collides with the turnbuckle as he staggers backward. Danny then walks towards him and grabs his arms from behind. Danny then spins Pariah and dropped him to the mat with an Unprettier. Pariah is out cold but Danny chose to not pin him. Instead, Danny walks over to the table which he slid into the ring earlier. He then begins to erect it near the turnbuckle. He then walks over to the chair that he also slid into the ring earlier and picks it up. He then picks up the pool of razor wire that he and Pariah used awhile ago. Danny started wrapping the chair with the pool of razor wires as Pariah is starting to regain his consciousness. Danny stomps him twice before finishing wrapping the chair with the razor wire.

Chris: I don’t like what Danny’s thinking to do here… It’s scaring me…

Ricky: I don’t know if I’ll be able to watch this…

Danny drops the razor wire wrapped chair to the mat. He then walks towards Pariah and grabs him by the hair pulling him up. Danny gives him a couple of forearm smash to the face before placing him on top of the table. Danny delivers a couple more blows to Pariah before picking up the razor wire wrapped chair from the mat. Danny then climbs the turnbuckle to the delight of the fans. Danny then holds the razor wrapped wire up to the delight of the fans.

Chris: I think this will be IT. I don’t know if John Pariah will be able to survive this.

John Pariah regains his consciousness and found Danny Szatkowski showboating on the top rope. He quickly gets up from the table and runs towards Danny. He then jumps up the top rope and he and Danny are now face to face on the top rope as the fans are on their feet! Pariah hammers Danny with a series of punches as Danny staggers backward. The fans are holding their breath as Pariah continues to assault Danny who is on the brink of falling over the top rope and into the concrete floor outside of the ring with still the razor wired chair still on his hands. Pariah continues the assault as Danny just shakes It off. He then raises the razor wired chair and smashes it over John Pariah’s head sending Pariah staggering down from the turnbuckle and through the table! Danny then sees the opportunity as he positions the razor wire wrapped chair behind his legs. He then goes airborne and executes the Atomic Arabian Facebuster as he lands directly on top of John Pariah! Danny then crawls towards on top of Pariah. The crowd is on their feet as Danny goes for the cover…

Chris: Here’s the cover!

1…

2…

…THREE!!

DING! DING! DING!

Alexis Lace: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… DANNY SZATKOWSKI!!

Chris: DANNY DID IT!! DANNY PINNED JOHN PARIAH!! DANNY BEAT JOHN PARIAH IN HIS OWN GAME!!

Ricky: WHAT A MATCH HAS IT BEEN! I’M STILL CATCHING MY BREATH FROM THAT BACK AND FORTH ACTION!!

Danny lies on John Pariah as he points to the heavens above. We suddenly see someone running from the back and that someone is making his way to the ring now. It turns out that that person is none other than Danny’s sister Adrianna. Adrianna slides in to the ring and quickly hugs his brother who is now kneeling in the center of the ring as the crowd chants his name. Adrianna helps his brother up who is still staggering. The ref then approaches Danny and took Danny’s arm raising it as the crowd is fired up. Danny and Adrianna then exits the ring as they make their way to the back. The ref then checks on Pariah who is still lying on the mat. Danny and Adrianna stops at the stage and hugged before Adrianna raises Danny’s arm again before they walk out into the back.

Winner: DANNY SZATKOWSKI
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The camera cuts to the backstage area where an amped up Sah’ta Thor is seen standing ready to compete. He has a grin on his lips as he notices that the camera was now on him. He lifts a microphone to his lips and with a chuckle begins to speak.

Sah’ta Thor: “Well in just a few short minutes I will be taking part of the Total Destiny Match. But let me make something clear to you all. I know I promised that tonight the people I invited to the Empire of Blood would need to give me their answers. Well due to it being a super card and all I have decided that with all the hype being on the festivities taking place tonight that the induction of the new Empire of Blood stars will take place in the ring next week on Adrenaline 13. That way Ness, Valencio and Creed have acahnce to think about the offer I am making them. As Xtreme Dream has already stepped up and accepted the offer.”

Thor falls silent as he could hear the open notes to one of his opponents theme songs begin to blare through the arena. That signaled that he didn’t have much time to finish his message.

Sah’ta Thor: “Now on that note Wild and Dream Best of luck out there tonight. I have the feeling that we will all be showing the PWX locker room just what were are all about out there. I know this sounds egotistical of me but I foresee a clean sweep for the Empire of Blood tonight. Three matches with three wins. Though truth be told even I know for a fact we will get at least two out of three wins tonight so strap yourselves in boys for the tonight is only the beginning of the Empire of Blood’s success.”

Thor drops the microphone then turns to walk away heading towards the entry way to the ring ramp.


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Match Two:
Total Destiny Ladder Match
Chris Stern vs Ben Stevens vs Sah'ta Thor vs Roach Cooper vs Brett Adams

Right before the match starts, the ring crew makes their way out in process of setting up the ring back to normal ropes as they prepare for the Total Destiny Ladder match.

Ricky: Man Chris I still can't believe the absolute BRUTALITY in the Razor Wire Warfare match! It's just unreal what a man will do to another to win..

Chris: I'm still trying to take in the fact that Pariah actually lost a Razor Wire Warfare match! I still can't believe it!

Ricky: Well he did Chris and it was to Danny if you weren't for sure.

Chris: Ok smartass, thank you. I at least gathered that much!

Ricky: Good. But Danny definately earned the win for sure! He is definately the future of PWX!

"Remember the name" Fort Minor all a sudden hits the PA System as the lights go out. A spot light shines on the entranceway as Brett comes out from behind the curtian as he hypes th crowd he walks down torwards the ring holding out his hand as the fans slap it.

Ricky: And here we go! This match should definately prove to be brutal as well as showcasing of these young stars!

Alexis Lace: The following contest is a Total Destiny Ladder match! Making his way to the ring from Seattle Washington, weighing in at 207lbs, Brett Adams!

Chris: I have been anticipating this match all night long! This should definately be a very entertaining match for sure!

Brett walks up the ring steps jumping over the ropes in to the ring he walks over to the corner he sits on the top turnbuckle waiting for his opponent.

Ricky: Brett looks ready for this match Chris. I am definately looking forward to seeing Brett's talent in this match tonight. He's only been in a match or two before hand so this match is definately huge for him!

Chris: You got that right Ricky. It also has been brought to my attention that the winner of this match will have a contract to face for any given title at any time! Good and valid for one calender year!

Ricky: Oh you better believe that's big Chris! Brett should definately consider himself very lucky and fortunate to already have a big opportunity like this! It may be the only one in his career for awhile. Not many wrestlers get this opportunity this early in the game!

Chris: That's for sure Ricky. No matter, his showcasing should prove to be lethal here tonight!

Hoodoo by Muse blasts the PA System. As the Spanish flaménco guitar of Hoodoo begins to start the song the crowd quietens, watching towards the entrance way as the lights go down slightly and purple strobe lights begin to play. As they flash, the song enters a more rapid play of the chords and then Roach steps into sight. Despite his diminiutive stature, his mask gives him a menacing look already.

Alexis Lace: And making his way to the ring from Portland, Oregon, weighing in at 185 lbs, Roach Cooper!

Ricky: Roach had a pretty impressive debut here in PWX a few weeks ago. He didn't have such a good week last week and looks to make that up here tonight.

Chris: Yes, but to do that, he's got to bring his AAA game here tonight against 4 other stars!

Ricky: Uh...Chris?

Chris: Yes?

Ricky: Dude..its A game..AAA is for..well...not this company.

Chris: Oh...right..

Roach makes his way to the ring quickly and rolls in, simply staring from behind his mask at the fans for a few seconds he sits in the corner leaning against the turnbuckle waiting for the match to begin.

Ricky: Gotta admit though..he's got pretty cool lights...

Chris: Hey, the match!

Ricky: Oh...right...

Lood red strobe lights pulse through the arena as Parasite by Disturbed starts to blare from the speakers. The music and the pulsing lights cause the crowd to look up in interest. As the opening verse reaches it's peak Thor steps from the back wearing a black leather tench coat that has the Empire of Blood skull in gold stitching on the right breast. On the back in maroon letters were the words Empire of Blood. On his hands were a pair of black leather striker gloves.

Alexis Lace: Making his way to the ring, he weighs in at 175 pounds, Sah'ta Thor!

Ricky: Thor has definately had a pretty impressive run here in PWX already.

Chris: Yea, and what's up with the Empire of Blood? What's that all about?

Ricky: Good question. I'm sure more will be revealed later on...I do find it interesting how he's already panned out the whole PWX roster and recruited people himself!

Chris: Yes, that's one thing alright! But having the PWX superstars actually respond is another!

He starts down the ramp towards the ring as he grins widely. On the titantron the Empire of Blood flag waves while Thor slides into the ring and looks up the ramp for a moment. Once in the ring Thor raises his arms and throws off his trench coat awaiting his opponent.

Ricky: Man he doesn't look to happy to begin with.

Chris: Well that's probably because he is clearly focused on winning tonight. If that's the case that's smart. Even with his Empire of Blood, a win tonight would definately improve his odds for reply from other PWX superstars in joining his cause.

The lights in the arena are turn down all except for the ones on the stage which are now bathing the stage in a light blue glow, as "My own hell" by Five finger death punch pours forth from the speakers and Chris Stern steps forward from the behind the curtain with Donny Brown in tow and begins to head down to the ring.

Alexis Lace: And making his way to the ring from Pittsburg Pennsylvania, weighing in at 245 lbs, Chris Stern!

Ricky: Well ironic Chris Stern is out here next Chris.

Chris: Yes, with the Empire of Blood in the brewing stages, Chris's Legion is already assembled and looks strong. It will be interesting to see if the Empire ever crosses paths with the Legion. Of course, thats just saying without the extra members to the Empire. Clearly that is the unknown at this point.

Ricky: And Chris could use a win here tonight as well! I have a feeling that we are already going to have Legion and Empire collide here for bragging rights for one.

Faint starts to play and the arena fills with boos as Ben walks from the back before he stops at the top of the ramp and looks out to the crowd with a sadistic smile across his face. Ben throws a few punches before he heads to the ring whilst fans try to provoke a reaction from him as he walks past them.

Alexis Lace: And finally, making his way to the ring from Brighton England, weighing in at 199lbs, Ben Stevens!

Ricky: Now there is a man who has truly been on a roll here in PWX lately!

Chris: That and he's part of the Legion with Chris Stern!

Ricky: True. However, they may be stablemates outside this match, but here they are opponents! It will be interesting to see how they handle this potential problem.

Ben slides in under the bottom rope, then raises up onto his knese and loosens his wrist and fingers. He walks to one corner and the other four superstars are awaiting the start of the match. Outside the ring, ladders can be seen all around. There are two ladders laying flat on each side of the ring.

Ricky: My God Chris, this is going to be a battle of epic proportions!

Chris: Dude, I know!...dude...you sound like a beginning of a movie!

Ricky: Dude...leave the epic proportions comment out of this! It can't be compared!

The referee signals for the bell as all 5 superstars are ready to blow up at each other. The bell finally sounds and the match is underway. Thor immediately slides out of the ring and attempts to grab a ladder. Brett sees him and heads to the top turnbuckle. He launches himself at Thor and hits a missle drop kick sending him down to the mat.

Ricky: My God! This match has already gotten competitive! Brett sending a strong message to Thor that this match is long from over!

Chris: I can't see how Thor expects this match to be over this soon!

The crowd pops as they are on their feet and pumped up for the match. Stern and Stevens team up on Roach by trading off with lefts and rights. They strike Roach a few more times before bouncing off the ropes and taking down Roach with a double clothesline. Stern and Stevens look at each other and nod as they then proceed to stand back up Roach. The Legion members launch Roach towards the ropes. Roach bounches off and ducks from another double clothesline. He bounces off the ropes again only this time taken down by a double arm bar from Stern and Stevens.

Ricky: Early teaming from the two Legion members! This could benefit or hurt them in this match.

Chris: They seem to have a strategy figured out already. Their excuting a perfect plan and it seems to be paying off so far.

The Legion once again pick up Roach as they finally toss him over the top rope and to the outside. Also on the outside, Brett is standing back up Thor who is still a little dazed from the missile drop kick. He grabs him by the arm and launches Thor into the security wall as the impact is heard amongst the crowd. The crowd starts to get behind Brett who is looking strong so far in this match.

Ricky: Man, Brett Adams means business tonight! I can only hope he continues to keep it up.

Chris: The kid definately had a lot of heart for sure! Well see if it pays off by the end of this match!

Brett then charges towards Thor hoping to spear him through the wall. Thor then moves out of the way as Brett goes head first into the security wall. The crowd yells out an "OH" on impact.

Ricky: My God! Did you see the impact on that?!

Chris: So much for the end of the match perspective...

Ricky: As you can see, things quickly can change in a match like this!

Thor stands up and picks up a ladder. He then slides in the ring with it and begins to set it up. Stern and Stevens notice this as they once again use their tagging to their advantage. They charge towards Thor who dodges and quickly picks up the ladder. The Legion then turn around only to be met by Thor who takes them both down with the ladder.

Ricky: Oh and the pure steel on that ladder!

Chris: Well Thor clearly showing that numbers doesn't matter to him in this match!

Thor then sets up the ladder in the middle of the ring. He begins to climb it as Stern and Stevens are still out in the middle of the ring. Thor sees the briefcase and is now on the middle of the ladder. Roach then slides back into the ring and starts climbing the ladder. He meets up at the top with Thor who both begin exchanging lefts and rights. The crowd is on their feet as they start a "BOO" "YAY" chant. Roach then blocks the last hit from Thor and grabs his head. He bashes it on the top of the surface of the ladder. Thor is a bit dazed as Roach starts reaching for the briefcase.

Ricky: Oh my we could see a winner right here!

Chris: His hand is almost touching that briefcase!

As Roach begins to reach further for the briefcase, Brett climbs the turnbuckle from the outside. The crowd is cheering loudly as Brett clearly targets Roach. He jumps off the turnbuckle and takes down Roach with a mid air spinning wheel kick bringing both Roach and Brett down to the mat.

Ricky: OH MY GOD! What a move!

Chris: Brett risking his body to stop this match from ending!

Ricky: Yes, but what about Thor?! He's still on that ladder!

Chris: He appears to be dazed still. I don't know how much longer that's going to last though!

Thor looks around as if he's still dazed. He quickly shakes it off and realizes that he's still on the ladder at the top. He looks up and sees the briefcase dangling from above. He starts to reach for it as Stevens stars coming to. Stevens looks up and sees Thor trying to grab the briefcase. He crawls over towards the ladder and uses it as leverage to stand up. He then grabs the ladder and pushes it towards the right sending Thor flying from the top of the ladder. At the same time, Stern stands up only to be taken down by Thor's body from mid air.

Ricky: OH!!! I don't think Stevens planned that one!

Chris: Thor's body was just launched from the top of that ladder!

Stevens looks on in shock as his stablemate has fallen to the mat once again. The crowd is hot on their feet for this match! Stevens quickly takes advantage and grabs the ladder setting it up once again. Before he can start to climb it though, Brett comes running at him taking him down with a clothesline. Brett gets up quickly and stands Stevens back on his feet. Brett then starts a series of multiple suplexes on the Legion member. Brett finally stops the assault and quickly nails Stevens with a standing shooting star press.

Ricky: Damn this kid is really talented!

Chris: Natural anyone??

Brett then goes for the ladder. He begins to set it up in the middle of the ring when all of a sudden he stops. He then grabs the ladder and sets it up in the corner.

Ricky: Wait...what the hell is he doing?

Chris: I don't know you tell me!

Ricky: Ok I will...definately not going for the briefcase! There happy?!

Chris: That is indeed apparent.

Brett goes over and picks Stevens back up. He then throws him sending Stevens back first into the ladder. Brett then slides out of the ring and brings in another ladder in the ring. He walks over and rests the ladder in front of Stevens as if hes setting him up for a ladder sandwich.

Ricky: You have got to be kidding me!

Chris: Wow...don't do it Brett! Don't do it!

Brett then walks back to the opposite corner and prepares to run towards Stevens. Stern gets to his feet and throws his body stopping Brett from crushing Stevens in between the ladders. Brett quickly stands up and now him and Stern begin trading lefts and rights back and forth between each other. Finally, Stern grabs Brett's arm and attempts a quick diamond cutter. Brett is able to manuever out of it and takes Stern down with an enzuigiri to the head. Crowd is chanting "Adams" as Brett gets to his feet again. He then picks up Stern and looks back at Stevens.

Ricky: Oh my God! Is he going to do what I think he's going to do?

Chris: This isn't looking very good for either Legion member!

Brett then launches Stern right into the ladder in front of Stevens face as the impact could be heard through out the arena.

Ricky: MY GOD! Stevens is trapped in between those ladders and Sterns body just became collateral damage!

Chris: There's no way Stevens survived that collision!

Ricky: It doesn't look like he's done either!

Now Stern is resting against the front of the ladder leaning up against Stevens face. Brett rolls out of the ring and grabs yet another ladder. He slides the ladder in the ring as he gets back in. He sets up the ladder in the middle of the ring. He starts to climb it reaching the top.

Ricky: This is it! This is it!!

Chris: Brett's going to win!!

Brett looks at the briefcase for a while before looking down at the two Legion members. He does this once more until finally locking his sights on Stern and Stevens.

Ricky: Wait a minute!....Oh my God, he isn't thinking this is he?!

Chris: If you mean by him jumping off that ladder...he is!!

Brett then jumps off the ladder and towards Stern and Stevens setting off a collision with a airborne missile drop kick clashing Stern into the ladder in front of Stevens causing Stevens to get his face smashed by the ladder and his back banging up against the ladder in the corner. Stern and Stevens finally falls to the mat as Brett rolls in the ring in pain.

Ricky: OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!

Chris: OMG! THERE ALL DEAD!!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Adams, Stern and Stevens are all down in the middle of the ring. Roach is seen back up as he notices lifeless bodies in the ring. He grabs one of the ladders and sets it up. He starts making the climb to the top when all of a sudden Thor hits him in the back mid way. Thor rolls out of the ring and grabs a steel chair from under the ring. He brings it back in and swings it at Roach causing Roach to fall off the ladder and to the mat.

Ricky: My God, the carnage in this ring!

Chris: Well that just goes to show you the ruthless aggression of Thor! He doesn't give up easily.

Thor sets up a second ladder right underneath Roach near the right ropes in the ring. He then goes over and kicks Brett a few times before walking towards the middle ladder and climbing it. He gets to the top and starts reaching for the briefcase once more.

Ricky: Here we go again! This time we could have a winner!!

Chris: I don't see any other solution here Ricky!!

Thor is able to get his hand on the briefcase but quickly loses his balance and lets go. He stables himself on the ladder once more before attempting to grab it again. Brett is back to his feet as he climbs the second ladder on top of Roach. He reaches the top and grabs Thor's shoulder. He swings at him a few times missing each one. Thor then kicks him in the gut stationizing Brett on the ladder. Roach, from under, grabs the ladder and pushes towards the left making Brett's ladder start to fall.

Ricky: Oh no!! Brett has no idea that climbing that ladder could end his chances at winning this match!

Chris: You can say that again! I see it as an honest mistake!

Roach is finally able to fully push the ladder over sending Brett to the outside and through the announcing table!

Ricky: OH MY GOD!!!

Chris: Brett was just sent through one of our announcing tables!!

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

Brett is out cold laying right in the carnage of the leftover table. Thor is once again gunning for the briefcase. Roach stands up and begins to climb the other side of the ladder to the top. He throws a quick right at Thor who is back leveled with him on the ladder. Down below, the Legion quickly get to their feet as Thor and Roach try to grab the briefcase at the same time. Stern and Stevens then both get on each side of the ladder and push it over sending Thor and Roach to the mat.

Ricky: DAMN JESUS!!!

Chris: This is freaking epic!!

Stern and Stevens then look at each other as the crowd begins to chant "BRAWL, BRAWL, BRAWL, BRAWL!" Stern then goes for the ladder and sets it up in the middle of the ring. Before he can climb it, Stevens grabs him taking him down with a sideslam. Stevens stands back up and goes for a few kicks on his Legion partner.

Ricky: I knew this was going to happen sooner than later!

Chris: Well one of these two will have to duke it out to see who climbs the ladder and retrieves the briefcase!

Stevens then picks back up Stern and hits a hurricana rana on him sending him back to the mat. Stevens then prepares for the ONK. Stern makes it back to his feet and turns around and is taken out with the ONK.

Ricky: Oh! A solid connection by Stevens!

Chris: Damn, and Stern has left the building!

Stevens then goes up top the ladder and reaches for the briefcase.

Ricky: This is it this time! I can feel it!!

Chris: You always say that regardless of what's happening!

Ricky: Hey now...I just call it as I see it!

Stevens almost has a firm grip as Thor all of a sudden slides into the ring.

Ricky: Wait a minute, where did he come from?!

Chris: I thought he was out cold!!

Thor walks over to the ladder and pushes it over sending Stevens to the outside and down on the mat.

Ricky: OH MY GOD!!! THATS SOLID MAT!!

Chris: THERE WASN'T ANY SUPPORT THIS TIME!!

Thor sets back up the ladder and climbs it. He gets to the top and reaches for the briefcase. He now has a solid grip on the briefcase.

Ricky: OH NO! This looks to be it!!

Chris: Ok, NOW I can agree with you!!

Thor finally grabs the briefcase fully as is able to unhook it and secures it in his hands as the referee calls for the bell.

Alexis Lace: Here is your winner SAH'TA THOR!

Thor stands tall on the ladder and holds the briefcase high in the air above his head. He looks about the crowd as he remains standing in high form.

Ricky: Wow what a match!! I don't know about you Chris, but that guy definately deserves this win tonight!

Chris: Very well said Ricky! That man went through hell to get the ultimate prize that could win him the PWX Championship in the near future!

Winner: SAH'TA THOR


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A Man of Few Words


We open on a black backdrop with Valencio staring down at the ground. He slowly moves towards the camera as he speaks.]

“Hollywood, I’m a man of few words, but tonight; I’ve chosen my words carefully as hatred flows through my veins. However, tonight’s an important night for both you and me.”

[Valencio reaches towards his holster and reaches for his sword.]

“We both have something on the line that we pride ourselves upon. You have put your beautiful golden locks of hair on the line and I’ve put up my precious mask. The only thing that comforts the pain I live with every day.”

[Valencio pulls out his sword and rests it on the ground for a moment. He reaches up for his mask and slowly feels it.]

“This mask hides a face that I can no longer look at in the mirror. It hides the pain and torture I’ve attempted to cover up for the last couple years. Every time I look into a mirror without it on; I cannot help but become paralyzed with a pain that wrenches my heart. This pain rips out my soul and tears the very fabric of my existence.”

[Valencio’s voice slowly becomes more passionate as he reaches down for his sword, rested between his legs.]

“Yet you have the audacity to call my pain fake.”

[Valencio pauses for a moment. You can hear sobbing coming from underneath his mask. Unexpectedly, Valencio grabs his sword and whips it out towards the camera. He yells as he violently aims his sword towards the viewers.]

“Nothing I’ve shared with the world is fake. It is not some stupid gimmick that PWX has stuck me with and furthermore it’s not some piece of crap comic book that fans read to feel better about their lives. The story I shared this week haunts me to my vary core, Mr. Hollywood.”

[Valencio drops his sword down towards the ground and balls his hands up in to a fist.]

“I had to watch ‘her’ die in my arms Hollywood. I saw her face become pale and felt her body become cold. Each minute I watched the blood pour down her head, and my soul became numb as her last moments passed within my arms. Even though I had all the riches in the world and even though I even had God on my side; nothing could fill the void that SHE left in my life, Mr. Hollywood.”

[Valencio walks slowly and passionately towards the camera and his voice calms as he thinks to himself for a moment.]

“But I guess I could have expected that from a man as cold as you, Mr. Hollywood. After all, you care about only yourself and how our match will advance you in the eyes of the corporate world. You have something important to fill that vacant hole in your chest that you call a heart. Heck, even if you lose your hair; you still have a wonderful empire to turn to, great co-workers to support you, and I bet you even have a beautiful girlfriend or wife to turn to every night; or maybe some hooker you find important in your life.”

[Valencio once again reaches up for his mask and feels where his eyes are. You can see tears slowly drop down onto his costume.]

“But if I lose my mask, Mr. Hollywood; you’ve successfully taken away everything I have left. You will successfully get the revenge you’ve been seeking on me for these long two years since I joined PWX with you, my friend. Sure, I’ve beaten you in all of our previous matches Hollywood, I’ve taken titles away from you, and I’ve made you look like PWX’s biggest jobber in the company; but is this really the revenge you want to take out on your old friend? Do you want to destroy my soul Hollywood?

[Valencio shoves his sword back into his holster.]

“I know you do Hollywood; I mean, I know you know my secrets. I shared them with you before I returned to this company thinking I could trust you. But unfortunately, you proved me wrong, Mr. Hollywood. I thought maybe we had dropped our storied past with each other. But you’ve proved that you’re just like every one of those businessmen I’ve killed over the past two years. You’re only after the quick pay days and perks that they are after.”

[Valencio pauses and reflects for a moment. He reaches for his cape and throws it up into the air.]

“So unfortunately, Mr. Hollywood; you may be my friend, but I will have to serve you some justice tonight in our match. And while I wish I didn’t have to shave you completely bald; I will do it to save my honor. “

[Valencio reaches up and pulls off his mask and the lights fades.]

“I wish you the best of luck, friend.”

[End Scene]



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Match Three:
Motor City Mayhem
Creed vs Tyler Graves

Alexis Lace: The next match is a Motor City Mayhem scheduled for one fall!

The lights in the arena dies down followed by pulsation of white lights that starts to go on and off throughout the whole arena as "Battle On" War of Ages starts to play. The crowd goes wild as they stands up out of their chairs and await the entrance of one of the faces of PWX – Tyler Graves. Suddenly we see the stage being engulf with smoke.

Chris: This is one of my most anticipated matches tonight Ricky. And I’m glad it’s already up next.

Ricky: I’m sure the loyal PWX followers are with you on this one Chris. After all, aside from the Razor Wire match between Pariah and Danny, this might be the most brutal and personal match here tonight at End Game.

Chris: Look at all the weapons surrounding the ring Ricky. You get everything there. I see a steel chair, a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire, a Singapore cane… I can see a guitar, a trash can with its lid, a stop sign…

Ricky: There’s a table over there… Jesus Christ… I don’t want to think about what this two men involved in this match are going to do with them…

Amidst the smoke, we see a figure as the song continues to rip through the ear drums of the crowd. After several seconds while the smoke starts to clear, the figure materializes and is revealed to be Tyler Graves as the crowd scream their lungs out.

Chris: There he is Ricky! There is Tyler Graves! And does he look ready for battle or what?

Ricky: I agree Chris! But you have to wonder, does Tyler Graves possesses the internal fortitude to pull this win off? I mean we all know that he is not in his full capacity as we all saw what Creed did to him right after his hard-fought battle against Danny Szatkowski! Do you think Tyler has enough left in the tank to finally finish Creed off and get the justice he has been seeking for what happened to her sister?

Chris: Well Ricky I think it’ll be better if we let it just unfold before eyes. Let’s just see if Tyler really does have what it takes to take care of his sister and protect his sister. And this match, this match will be his biggest test to date.

As the white lights pulsation continues, he then strolls down to the ramp. We can see an intensity in Tyler’s face that we haven’t seen from him before as he stops on the bottom of the ramp and looks around at the whole arena.

Alexis Lace: On his way to the ring... weighing in at 219 lbs! Currently residing in Chicago, Illinois... The American Buzzsaw... TYLER GRAVES!!

He then continues walking making his way to the steel steps. He then ascends the steel steps. He then stood at the ring apron for awhile as he looks at all the weapons hanging on wirings around the ring. He then proceeds to enter the ring in between the top and middle rope.

Chris: I gotta give it to him. He does look ready for battle Ricky.

Ricky: If there’s something I know and I love about Tyler Graves is that he’s always ready for battle no matter how badly he’s hurt. He has that never-say-die attitude that no one in professional wrestling can ever match. He is the type of guy that when you hit him, he’s going to ask you to even hit harder because once he hit you, it’ll be the hardest thing that will hit you. In fact, he has made a living knocking out people and tonight might not be an exception if things really get well for him.

He runs towards the opposite side of the ring and stands at the bottom rope ala Edge as he raises his right arms up. He then goes to his corner and do some warm ups as the lights in the arena returns to normal and his music fades.

The lights inside the arena start to flicker before it totally dies off. It was followed by a pulsation of red lights that starts to go on and off throughout the arena as the crowd goes wild. A creepy video of Creed suddenly plays as "Vermillion Pt. 1" by Slipknot blast throughout the arena. The pulsating of the red lights continues as the song picks up. Suddenly we see a mobscene in the middle of the fifth row and in the center of it all is Creed.

Chris: There he is! The man who is so hellbent in ending Tyler Graves’ career! The man who made his living doing matches such as this!

Ricky: Indeed. It’s obviously clear that Creed has the big advantage here as just like what you said, he made a living competing in matches like this!

Alexis Lace: And his opponent... from the Asylum... He is the Violent Messiah... this is CREED!!

The fans tug on him, as he fights his way through the crowd while the chorus part of the song plays. He then stands on a front row chair with his other foot propped on a steel guardrail with the red lights pulsation still going on. He jumps off the guard rail and slides in to the ring and climbs a turnbuckle. Creed hits his signature pose as the crowd showers him with boos. He then brings his arms down as he, just like Tyler did, surveys the weapons hanging around the ring as a big smirk is emanating from his face.

Chris: I don’t like that smile. I don’t like it at all.

Ricky: I don’t want to know what sick thoughts are running through Creed’s mind right now.

Chris: Me either.

Creed then jumps down from the turnbuckle before sitting on one corner as his music fades out and the lights in the arena return to normal. Tyler then out of nowhere, charges towards Creed and starts stomping the shit out of Creed to the delight of the fans! The referee pulls Tyler off of Creed as the fans starts shouting towards the referee to let them go.

Chris: Looks like Tyler doesn’t want to wait for the bell! He wants to start this right away!

The referee checks on Creed as we can see Tyler climbing the turnbuckle and pulling off one of the weapons from the wires. He pulled off the chair. He then raises the chair up to the delight of the fans before walking over to one corner. Tyler then charges towards Creed. The referee got away in time before Tyler could hit Creed with the skateboard! The chair collided directly to Creed’s face with a thud!

Ricky: Tyler is showing some tenacity early on in the match as we just saw it right there!

Chris: Well looks like Creed will be in for a long night if that continues!

Tyler pulls Creed to the middle of the ring. He then goes for the lateral press. Creed is in a pinning predicament…

1…

…KICK OUT!

Chris: I don’t think that’ll be enough to put Creed away! Tyler needs to do more damage than that!

Ricky: I don’t think Tyler has any problem obliging to that Chris…

Tyler gets to his feet quickly. He then walks over and grabbed the chair. He then places it on top of Creed. He then jumps up before landing a legdrop to the chair lying on top of Creed. Creed rolls all over the ring clutching his sternum. Tyler then pulls Creed again and covers him…

1…

2…

…KICK OUT!

Tyler gets to his feet immediately. He then looks around at all the weapons hanging around the ring. He then walks over to one corner and climbs the rope. He then starts retrieving a Singapore cane as Creed struggles to get to his feet still clutching his sternum. Tyler is stalking him. Creed uses the ring ropes as leverage. He’s finally on his vertical base. He then turns around and sees Tyler charging towards him. Creed reacts quickly dropping Tyler with a drop toe hold throat first into the middle ropes. Creed then runs towards the opposite ropes and bounces to it. He then returns and hits Tyler with a leapfrog body guillotine ala Steve Austin. Tyler rolls out of the ring clutching his throat.

Chris: And just like that, Creed is now on the driver’s seat!

Creed followed Tyler on the outside. Creed grabbed Tyler from behind and spun him around. He then hammers Tyler with a series of jabs before hitting him with a spinning clothesline that brought Tyler down to the concrete floor. Creed then gets to his feet and scrambles under the table. He then slowly pulls out a table from underneath the ring. He lays to the table to the floor before walking back to Tyler and stomping him a couple of times. He then walks back to the table and continues setting it up.

Ricky: Looks like Creed is not satisfied with all the weapons hanging around the ring that he needs to pull out some more from under the ring.

Creed continues erecting the table as Tyler struggles to his feet. Tyler uses the guardrail as leverage as Creed finally got the table erected. He then walks back to Tyler but Tyler hits him with a spinning kick to the midsection that causes Creed to double over. Tyler then hooks Creed’s both arms into an underhook as he looks at the table erected just a few feet away from them. Tyler attempts to execute a double arm suplex but Creed managed to fight out of it and back body drops Tyler to the exposed concrete floor of the arena. Creed then picks Tyler up and rolls him to the ring. Creed then slides in himself. He then goes for the cover…

Chris: Here’s the cover!

Ricky: Can Creed get it??

1…

2…

…KICK OUT!

Creed quickly gets to his feet. He then looks around all the weapons before seeing the Singapore cane originally retrieved by Tyler. He picks it up and held it high to the disdain of the fans. Creed then stalks Tyler as Tyler slowly gets to his feet using the ring ropes as leverage. Tyler finally gets to his feet but Creed quickly waffles him with the Singapore cane to his back as we can hear the loud whacking sound emanated when wood and flesh collided. Tyler screams in agony as Creed continue to hit him with the Singapore cane until the Singapore cane breaks in half. Creed then dropped the splintered cane and walk over to the other side of the ring as he starts retrieving the trash can from the wires it is hanging from. He then walks over to Tyler and waffles him with it before placing the trash can in the middle of the ring. Creed then picks Tyler up by the hair. He then pulls him as he attempts to Irish whip him across the ring but Tyler reverses it and Creed was Irish whipped instead. Creed bounces off the ropes and upon returning, Tyler catches him and dropped him to the trash can via a Snap Scoop Powerslam that sends Creed’s back colliding with the unforgiving metal sheet of the trash can. Tyler drops down and pins him…

Chris: Tyler with that big powerslam to Creed onto the trash can! And here’s the pin!

1…

2…

…SHOULDER UP!!

Ricky: The ever resilient Creed gets his shoulder up! How much punishment can this both men take before completely giving up??

Tyler quickly gets to his feet. He then picks Creed up by the hair. Tyler then starts hammering Creed with a flurry of stiff shoot kicks to the legs and to the chest. Tyler then grabs Creed by the head and started delivering a series of devastating MMA knees to his face. He then let go of Creed’s head before hammering him with a series of slaps followed by a spinning back slap before finishing it off with a roundhouse kick to the side of the head. He then pulls Creed’s arm and Irish whips him to the corner as the fans go wild.

Chris: If that’s the Buzzsaw Attack that Tyler is trying to pull off then Creed might be in trouble!

Ricky: What? I cant even hear you Chris! The crowd is going insane!

Tyler then charges toward Creed in the corner but before he could execute the knee strike, Creed catches him with a devastating spear that almost broke Tyler in half! Creed stands up as we can see Tyler writhing in pain rolling around the ring clutching his midsection. Creed then retrieves the stop sign that is hanging on the wires suspended from the ring. Tyler struggles to get to his feet and he once again uses the rope for leverage as Creed stalks him from behind. Tyler is finally back on his feet. He then turns around staggering before Creed hits him with the stop sign. Creed then drops the stop sign to the mat before kicking Tyler in the midsection. Creed then places Tyler in a front headlock before dropping him head first into the stop sign. The move busted Tyler open as we can already see his blood pouring out from a laceration on his face. Creed then drops down to the mat and turns Tyler over as he goes for the cover…

Ricky: DDT! CREED JUST DDT TYLER ONTO THAT STOP SIGN! THIS COULD BE IT!

1…

2…

…SHOULDER UP!!

Chris: TYLER IS SHOWING SOME KIND OF RESILIENCY HERE TONIGHT RICKY! THIS MATCH HAS BEEN GOING BACK AND FORTH ALL NIGHT AND WE STILL DONT KNOW WHO HAS THE CLEAR CUT ADVANTAGE!

Creed gets on the face of the referee as he tries to protest what he supposedly thought a slow count. Creed lets it go as he then scrambles for a weapon from the weapons suspended in the ring. He smirks as he starts retrieving a weapon from the wires. He then held it up and it turned out to be a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire. The crowd showers him with boos as he then slowly walks over to Tyler who is still down on the mat clutching his head. Creed dropped the baseball bat to mat before picking Tyler up by the hair. He then showers Tyler with a couple of right hooks that made Tyler staggered. Creed spins as he attempts to execute another spinning clothesline to Tyler but Tyler ducks out of it. Tyler then grabbed Creed’s arm and places it in a hammerlock. He then twisted it into a short range lariat driving Creed to the mat.

Chris: Great counter there by Tyler and I think Creed is out cold.

Ricky: Looks like Tyler is going for the pin!

Tyler goes for the cover but quickly let go of it even before the first count.

Ricky: Tyler lets go of the pin! What is he thinking??

Chris: He might be thinking of inflicting more damage before pinning Creed!

He then gets to his feet. He then saw the baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire. He picks it up and looks at it with an evil grin. Tyler then walks over to Creed. He then sets Creed in a sitting position before he started grinding the barbwire wrapped baseball bat to Creed’s forehead busting it open!

Chris: OH MY GOD! TYLER IS GRINDING THAT BARBWIRE WRAPPED BASEBALL BAT TO CREED’S FOREHEAD! TYLER IS LITERALLY BRUTALIZING CREED!

Ricky: LOOKS LIKE TYLER HAD ADAPTED CREED’S SICK AND TWISTED STYLE OF OFFENSE! I THINK TYLER IS MAKING CREED TAKE A DOSE OF HIS OWN MEDICINE!!

Tyler then throws the baseball bat away before going for the cover…

Ricky: HERE’S THE COVER!! THIS COULD BE IT!!

1…

2…

…SHOULDER UP!

Chris: CREED GETS THE SHOULDER UP! HE GETS THE SHOULDER UP! AND THIS BRUTALITY CONTINUES!

Frustration is setting in as we see Tyler raging in anger. He then gets to his feet before picking Creed up by the hair. Creed powers out of Tyler’s grasps and he quickly follows it up with a knee lift and a clothesline combination that sends Tyler down to the mat. Creed then rolls out of the ring. He then starts scrambling underneath the ring. He then starts pulling something out underneath the ring. It turns out to be a steel chair. He then slides back on to the ring with the chair. He then erected the chair in the middle of the ring. He then walk to Tyler before picking him up by the hair. Creed then pulls Tyler’s arm Irish whipping across the ring. Tyler bounces off the ropes and upon returning, Creed catches him with a drop toe hold to the erected chair that he calls “The Bleeding Mascara”. Creed then covers Tyler…

Chris: BLEEDING MASCARA! CREED HITS THE BLEEDING MASCARA! COULD THAT BE ENOUGH TO COMPLETELY PUT TYLER AWAY??

1…

2…

…KICK OUT!!

The fans are on their feet as we can that Creed is already frustrated as well. He then gets to his feet before picking Tyler Graves up by the hair. He then hits Tyler with a right hook. Tyler hits him back with an elbow. Creed hits Tyler with a right hook again. Tyler retaliates with a forearm. And just like that, we have ourselves a slugfest in our hands as both men exchange blows after blows after blows to the delight of the fans! Creed managed to turn the tides as he delivers a knee lift to Tyler’s midsection. Creed runs to the ropes. He then bounces off of it. Tyler caught him with a tilt-a-wilt backbreaker upon returning and we can see Creed rolling out of the ring holding his back. Tyler eyes him from the ring. Tyler runs the ropes. He bounces off of it before launching himself into a suicide dive towards Creed but Creed caught him midair before planting him with a powerslam to the table Creed erected earlier! Tyler is out cold as Creed lays beside him trying to catch his breath. The decibel level in the whole arena is in an all-time high as the fans gave both men an ovation for their effort.

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Chris: HOLY SHIT INDEED! THIS MATCH HAS BEEN NOTHING BUT BRUTALITY AS ITS FINEST!

Ricky: I DON’T THINK BOTH MEN CAN STILL CONTINUE CHRIS! I THINK THEY BOTH WENT THROUGH SO MUCH ALREADY!

Creed slowly crawls on the arena floor. He then reaches the ring apron and uses it as a leverage to get to his vertical base. Tyler finally regains his senses. He then slowly gets up. Like Creed, he is also crawling slowly on the arena floor. He then reaches the guardrail and he uses it as a leverage to get back to his feet. Creed is now back on his feet as Tyler is slowly getting up. Creed walks over to Tyler picking him up by the hair. Creed then attempts to punch Tyler but Tyler shields it and reverses it with a forearm. Tyler then unleashes a flurry of forearm smashes to the delight of the fans. Creed turns the wheel by his way by kneeing Tyler in the midsection. He then pulls Tyler arm as Creed attempts to Irish whip Tyler to the guardrail. Tyler reverses it into an Irish whip of his own sending Creed crashing over the guardrail into the first row. Tyler then climbs the ring apron and position himself back turned to where Creed is at…

Chris: IS HE GOING TO DO WHAT I THINK HE’S ABOUT TO DO??

Ricky: I THINK SO TOO CHRIS!! INCOMING!!

Tyler springboards off the middle ropes before launching himself into an asai moonsault to Creed on the first row! Tyler crashes directly to Creed who is still struggling to his feet before being sent down back to the concrete floor again! The crowd is going insane and the whole arena’s reverberating because of the loudness of the screams that this crowd is emitting!

Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!

Chris: THAT SHOWS HOW MUCH BOTH MEN ARE WILLING TO PUT THEIR BODY ON THE LINE JUST TO INFLICT PAIN TO ONE ANOTHER!

Ricky: THIS IS GETTING WAY OUT OF HAND CHRIS! THIS MUCH IS NOTHING BUT PURE BRUTALITY AND I DON’T EVEN KNOW HOW LONG CAN THESE MEN GO ON! I MEAN BOTH OF THEM ARE ALREADY BUSTED OPEN AND HAS BEEN LOOSING BLOOD FOR A GOOD TEN TO FIFTEEN MINUTES NOW! HOW LONG CAN STILL GO ON??

Chris: WITH WHAT I’M SEEING? I DON’T THINK IT’S GOING TO BE LONG! I THINK THE END IS JUST RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER!

Both men struggle to get to their feet. Tyler managed to get up first. Creed is on his one knee when Tyler starts barraging him with forearm smashes. Creed managed to still get to his feet even if Tyler continues to deliver blow after blow after blow. Tyler continues his shots as we can see Creed staggering. Tyler then kicks Creed in the midsection that made Creed doubles over. Tyler then places Creed in between his legs. Tyler then sets Creed up in an underhook. Creed fights out of it by back body dropping Tyler onto a bunch of erected steel chair. Tyler lands hard as he rolls on to the arena floor clutching his back. Creed then picks him up and Irish whips him to the guardrail. Tyler collided with the guardrail hard as it sent him down to the floor again. Creed then walks over to Tyler and picks him up by the hair. He delivers a couple of blows to Tyler’s face before setting him up to a Russian legsweep. Creed Russian legsweeps Tyler sending the back of the latter’s head colliding with the guardrail. Creed stands up and executes his patented crucifix pose to the disdain of the fans. He then crosses over the guardrail.

Chris: Looks like things are not looking great for Tyler Graves. He’s going to dig deeper if he wants to be able to make a comeback in this match.

Ricky: I’m sure he’s still have some gas left in the tank.

Creed doubles over the guardrail picking Tyler up by the hair. Tyler regains his senses and powers out from the clutches of Creed. He then spins and hits Creed with a roaring elbow. Creed is groggy as he crouches over the guardrail. Tyler then jumps up and flips over the guardrail before catching Creed dropping him to the exposed concrete floor via a sunset flip powerbomb! Creed is rolling around the arena floor clutching the back of his head as Tyler stands up and pumps up the crowd!

Ricky: TYLER GRAVES WITH THE SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB! AND I THINK THIS IS THE OPENING THAT TYLER HAS BEEN WAITING FOR! CAN HE FOLLOW IT UP?

Tyler picks Creed up by the hair. He then rolls him into the ring. Tyler slides in himself. He then goes on top of Creed and hooks his leg up for the cover…

Ricky: HERE’S THE COVER! COULD THIS BE IT??

1…

2…

…KICK OUT!!

Chris: OH MY GOD! HOW DID CREED KICK OUT FROM THAT??

Ricky: I DON’T KNOW CHRIS! I’M STILL QUITE SHOCK MYSELF!!

Tyler gets up immediately. He then picks Creed by the hair. He then places Creed in a Muay Thai clinch before showering him with a series of knee smashes. He then let go of Creed’s head and starts slapping the shit of the latter before following it up with a spinning back slap. He then finishes it off with a roundhouse kick to the head. He then pulls Creed’s arm and Irish whipped him to the corner. Tyler then charges towards Creed. Tyler then hits Creed with the high knee before grabbing Creed’s head. He then starts running forward for the bulldog but Creed pushes him off. Creed awaits Tyler. Tyler charges towards Creed as Creed attempts a superkick that Tyler ducks out of. Tyler attempts a back suplex but Creed elbows him in the face. Creed then pulls Tyler arm and Irish whips him to the opposite corner. Creed charges Tyler hitting him with a corner clothesline. Creed then grabs Tyler’s head and runs forward hitting a bulldog! Creed is now stalking Tyler as Tyler attempts to get to his feet.

Chris: CREED HITS THE “A DISTORTED UTOPIA”! LOOKS LIKE CREED IS LOOKING TO FINISH THIS OFF!

Ricky: CREED IS STALKING TYLER! COULD THIS BE THE END FOR TYLER GRAVES?? WILL CREED FINALLY FULFILLS HIS PROMISE OF ENDING TYLER GRAVES’ CAREER??

Tyler staggers as he turns around. Creed kicks him in the midsection before setting him up between his legs. Creed hooks Tyler’s arms in an underhook. He then smirks to the fans as they answers him back with disdain. Tyler managed to react quickly as he twists out of Creed’s clutches before hitting Creed with a huge step up enziguiri that floors Creed. That move took away a lot of energy from Tyler as we can see him dropped down to the mat again.

Ricky: TYLER REVERSES IT! TYLER REVERSES WHAT COULD’VE BEEN THE CLOSED CASKET REQUIEM INTO AN ENZIGUIRI! TYLER IS STILL ALIVE!

Chris: AND BOTH MEN ARE DOWN ON THE MAT RIGHT NOW! WHOEVER GETS TO THEIR FEET FIRST WILL BE ABLE TO GET THE MOMENTUM AND WILL HAVE THE CHANCE TO GET THIS MATCH IN THE BAG!!

Creed finally regains his cases and he’s now crawling on the mat towards the corner. Tyler has regained his senses too and is now crawling in the mat too towards the ropes. Creed reaches the corner and uses the turnbuckle as a leverage to get up back to his feet. Tyler has also reached the ropes and is also using the ropes as leverage to get up. Tyler has his back turn on Creed as he shakes off the cobwebs. Creed has shaken off the cobwebs and is now stalking Tyler from the corner. Tyler then slowly turn as Creed charges towards him. Creed spears Tyler for the second time tonight as Tyler writhes in pain on the mat. Creed then pulls him to the center. Creed drops down as he goes for the cover!

Chris: HERE’S THE COVER!

1…

2…

…THR…KICK OUT!!

Ricky: HOW TYLER KICKS OUT FROM THAT PINNING PREDICAMENT, I’LL NEVER KNOW! BUT THIS COULD BE AN OPENING FOR HIM!!

Creed is frustrated as he slides out of the ring. Creed then pulls out a chair from underneath the ring and throws it inside the ring. Creed then circles the ring before dropping down again. He then pulled out a chair again and then threw it to the ring again. Creed then slides in again.

Chris: What do Creed have in mind here?

Ricky: Whatever it is, I don’t want to know it, I don’t want to see it happen…

Chris: It’s too late Rick! Looks like Creed is…

Tyler kips up before grabbing a chair. He then quickly hurls the chair to Creed’s face. It hits Creed’s face with precision as we can see Creed staggering. Tyler then grabs the chair again. He then waffles Creed with the chair again as the fans are on their feet and are going insane! Tyler waffles Creed again… And again… And again… AND AGAIN! The crowd is just eating up all the violence as the crowd blows the roof off the arena! Creed is still staggering as Tyler raises the chair again readying to hit Creed with it again as Creed staggers. Tyler attempts to whack Creed with the chair once again but Creed managed to execute his own version of the superkick that he calls “The Eleventh Hour” straight to the jaw of Tyler Graves that knocked Tyler down to the mat! Creed drops on top of Tyler…

Chris: THE ELEVENTH HOUR! CREED HITS THE ELEVENTH HOUR! THIS COULD BE IT!!

Ricky: CREED IS NOW GOING FOR THE PIN!!

1…

2…

…SHOULDER UP!!

Creed is irate and frustrated as he gets to the face of the referee. He tries to protest the slow count but the referee stood his ground! Creed then turns his attention back to Tyler who is still out cold on the mat. He picks Tyler up by the hair. He then kicks him in the midsection before positioning him between his legs. He then does his crucifix pose as an evil smirk is emanating from his face.

Chris: I don’t like that smile… I don’t like it at all!

Ricky: Me either. Looks like Creed is finishing this once and for all! If he managed to hit the “Closed Casket Requiem”, it’ll be all over for Tyler!

Creed starts to hook Tyler’s arm but Tyler managed to regain his consciousness and twists out of Creed’s clutches. He then hammers Creed with a couple of forearm smashes that made Creed stagger. Creed fights back with a series of jabs before spinning around. Creed attempts a discus clothesline but Tyler once again ducks out of it. Tyler then grabs a nearby chair and throws it the Creed’s face. Creed is staggering! Tyler lays the chair on the floor before grabbing Creed. Tyler then places Creed’s left arm in a hammerlock before placing Creed in a front headlock. He then shouts at the crowd before dropping Creed via a variation of a DDT he calls “Buzz-Killer” into the chair!

Chris: BREAKING THE HABIT!! TYLER CONNECTS WITH THE BUZZ-KILLER!! THIS MIGHT BE IT!!

Ricky: TYLER’S CRAWLING! HE’S GOING FOR IT! HE’S GOING TO COVER CREED!!!

Tyler goes for the lateral press before hooking Creed’s legs up! The fans are on their feet as the referee drops down to the mat! He then begins the pin fall…

1…

2…

…THREE!!

Ricky: TYLER DID IT!!

“Battle On” by War of Ages reprises as the Tyler is lying side by side with the fallen Creed. He then sits up and struggles to get to his feet. The referee helps him up before raising his arms to victory as the fans inside this arena goes wild! Tyler jumps up the turnbuckle as he beats his chest before raising his arms up once again as the decibel level inside the arena is off the charts!!

Chris: THE FANS ARE GOING INSANE!! TYLER FINALLY BEAT HIS ARCH-NEMESIS CREED!! THE NIGHTMARE IS FINALLY OVER AS CREED IS NOW OFFICIALLY RID OUT OF PWX!!

Ricky: WHAT A BATTLE HAS IT BEEN CHRIS! BOTH MEN CLEARLY TOOK EACH OTHER TO THE LIMIT AND NEITHER ONE OF THEM WANTS TO BACK DOWN! IT’S JUST HAPPENS THAT IT’S TYLER GRAVES’ NIGHT TONIGHT!

Chris: DEFINITELY RICKY! TYLER GRAVES PROVED THAT HE IS THE BETTER MAN TONIGHT AND HE REALLY DESERVES THE WIN AND TO BE ABLE TO FINALLY SLEEP AT NIGHT WITHOUT THINKING ABOUT SOMEONE ATTACKING THEM AND WHATNOT!

Tyler jumps down from the turnbuckle and slides out of the ring. He then begins his trek to the back as we see EMTs rushing towards the ring with a stretcher. They then rolled Creed out of the ring and into the stretcher as Tyler continued his walk to the back. He then stops at the stage and once again beats his chest and raises his arms in victory as the fans continued to chant his name. He then enters the curtain that leads to the back as the EMTs also wheels Creed out of the arena.


Winner: TYLER GRAVES



New Blood


[The scene is inside of the arena, with the camera getting a great shot of the crowd buzzing about the already fantastic show. Suddenly all of the lights go out in the arena except for a pair of spotlights focused in the ring.]

Ricky: What's going on? Is this another one of our infamous power outages?

Chris: Can't be Ricky, our headsets are working and those spotlights are on.

Ricky: Then what the h...

[The spotlights in the ring go out, plunging the arena into darkness. The jumbotron begins flickering on and off with various letters and numbers appearing on it each time]

Chris: This is insane. What's going on here.

[The jumbotron stops flickering and one by one the following letters begin to appear in white letters: K-I-L-A-D-E-L-P-H-I-A. The word then turns from white to red and begins fading in and out.]

Ricky: What does Kiladelphia mea...

[The screen goes black as blasts of red and white pyro go off from the ends of the stage. Lloyd Banks' "Lights, Camera, Packin" begins playing over the PA system as the spotlights come back on, this time focused on the center of the stage. One more set of red and white pyro go off from the ends of the stage as silver sparks rain down on the center. Out from the sparks emerges an individual with his head bowed down, covered by a sweatshirt with the hood up. He takes a few steps out on to the stage and lifts his head, pulling the hood back in the process revealing......]

Chris: Oh my god! It can't be..

Ricky: Isn't that Jay Price...what's he doing here?

Chris: You don't think...

[The crowd goes absolutely nuts as Price takes off the sweatshirt and throws it off to the side, grinning at the reaction of the people in attendance. As he makes his way down the rest of the ramp he slaps a few hands before heading up the steps and into the ring.]

Ricky: What is going on here?

Chris: I think we're going to hear from the man himself on this one.

[Price walks over to the ropes and grabs a microphone from an employee at ringside.]

Price: What is up PWX?



Price: So I take it you have heard about me. Not too sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing, but that really doesn't matter. What does matter is that I'm here tonight for a very special reason.

[Crowd murmurs amongst themselves in anticipation]

Price: Some of you may or may not know about my past history with a wrestler here in PWX, a guy who goes by the name of Brian Hollywood.

[Lots of heat from the crowd at the mention of his name]

Price: Yeah we seem to share the same opinion of Mr. Hollywood. But while I didn't really care for him, I did happen to enjoy some of the little stories he told me about this here company. According to him you have some truly top notch talent over here, and I decided maybe I should take a look at it for myself. In fact, I decided to take a very....close look.

[The crowd is on their feet in anticipation]

Price: That's right folks, all the rumors on the internet chat rooms were true. Jay Price has arrived in P..W..X.

[Crowd erupts in cheers that become almost deafening as Price motions for them to try and calm down]

Chris: This is huge. This is beyond huge.

Ricky: That might be the understatement of the year Chris.

[Price finally gets the crowd calmed down and raises the microphone back up]

Price: So mark it on your calenders and make sure you program your TiVo's, because Monday nights just got a whole lot more interesting to watch.

[Price drops the microphone in the middle of the ring and walks toward the ropes...but stops. He looks around at the crowd all up on their feet and walks over to the corner before climbing up the turnbuckles. He stops at the top and points out at the crowds before pointing down at the ring, signifying that he has indeed arrived. He hops off the turnbuckle and heads out of the ring and back up the ramp, occasionally reaching out to slap hands with the fans]

Ricky: I'm in a state of total shock. I don't know if anyone saw this coming or not, but this may be one of the biggest acquisitions in the history of PWX.

Chris: Jay Price, one of the fastest up and comers in professional wrestling today, a champion before the age of 23, and quite possibly one of the best ground wrestlers today has signed with PWX. I think the rest of the roster had better take notice of this young man quickly.

[The scene fades out on a shot of Price standing on top of the stage looking around at the crowd with a grin on his face.]


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Match Four:
Luchas des Aspuestas (Hair vs Mask)
Brian Hollywood vs Valencio

Ricky: This next match is going to be crazy! I can't even begin to comprehend how this match is
going to go!

Chris: I know this much, it ain't going to be a walk in the park thats for sure!

Hero by Skillet blasts over the PA System. Valencio quickly comes out from the back and stops at
the ramp and poses with his sword to the crowd. The crowd gives Valencio a nice pop.

Ricky: Well I honestly got to say, no matter how much talk Hollywood does to try and expose
Valencio for who he truly is, the fans are still behind Val 100 percent!

Chris: That's a true fan for you there Ricky! I hope Val realizes that he's not alone in this
battle against Hollywood tonight!

As Valencio starts walking to the ring, Brian Hollywood all of a sudden attacks Valencio from
behind.

Ricky: Wait a minute! What the hell is this?!

Chris: Go figure! I should have known this was going to happen!

Hollywood grabs Valencio and throws him up against the security wall near the end of the ramp
on the left side. The crowd drowns Hollywood in boos as Hollywood continues the assault.

Ricky: This is ridiculous Chris!

Chris: This is actually fair if you think about it..

Ricky: What the hell are you smoking?! How the hell is this fair?!

Chris: Well..Hollywood warned Valencio and the past couple of weeks should have put Val on his
guard!

Hollywood picks up Valencio and tosses him into the ring steps shoulder first. Hollywood then
charges at Valencio and punts him in the head sending him crashing into the mat. Crowd starts
a chant.

Crowd: YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!

Ricky: This is not even right...the god damn match hasn't even started yet!

Chris: Who knows where this is going to go from here.

Hollywood then looks underneath the ring and pulls out a pair of brassknuckles. He walks
towards Valencio as the referee sees the knucks. The referee gets out of the ring and warns
Hollywood he will be disqualified if he uses the knucks. Hollywood argues with the ref and
starts to threaten him to get his way. Referee warns even though the match hasn't started
Hollywood will be DQ'd if he uses any kind of weapon on Valencio. HOllywood looks pissed as
he backs off a bit. He then smiles as he reaches for his pocket.

Ricky: What the hell is Hollywood doing?

Chris: Um...feeling around in his pocket...

Ricky: Smartass...

Hollywood pulls out what appears to be a wad of money. He spans it out and shows it to the ref.
He then smiles and pats the ref on the back.

Ricky: OH MY GOD! Hollywood is trying to pay off the referee! What the fuck is this?!

Chris: I must say...even that's really low!

The referee stares at the money before raising his head back up towards HOllywood. Hollywood
looks at the referee and shoots off what appears to be a "well?" question. The referee then
shakes his head as he doesn't except Hollywood's offer. Hollywood then appears to be furious and
starts arguing with the referee again. At this time, Valencio is able to get back up and notices
a ladder sticking out from under the ring. Valencio sneaks around the ref and sets it up. He
climbs the ladder and the crowd goes nuts. Hollywood all of a sudden turns around to continue
the attack on Valencio when he notices Valencio up in the air. He looks up and his eyes widen
as Valencio jumps off the very top ladder and takes HOllywood and the referee both down on the
harden floor.

Ricky: OH MY GOD!!! Valencio takes down not only HOllywood but the referee as well!

Chris: The match hasn't even started yet and the referee is already knocked out!

Valencio gets back up to his feet and notices that the referee is down. He goes over to check
oh him when Hollywood gets back up and takes him down from behind once again. Hollywood starts
kicking Valencio in the head several times before finally backing off. He then all of a sudden
stops out of nowhere and notices that the referee is completely knocked out. A huge smile then
crosses Hollywood's face as he starts walking towards the ring. He looks underneath and pulls
out a sledgehammer. The crowd once again drows Hollywood in boos.

Crowd: BOO!!!

The crowd then proceeds in chanting towards Hollywood.

Crowd: ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE!

Ricky: I seriously don't believe what I'm seeing here! Hollywood is getting his wish alright!

Chris: Hollywood definately has the advantage here! Alot rides on this match for both men!

Hollywood walks back over with the sledgehammer and waits for Valencio to stand. Val eventually
gets to his feet as he turns around. Hollywood charges at him and nails him in the face with the
sledgehammer taking Valencio back down again.

Ricky: MY GOD! I don't know how much more of this I can take!

Chris: Hollywood may be going about it the wrong way, but he's being smart about this.

Hollywood walks over and puts the sledgehammer over Valencio's neck and starts choking him out
with it. Hollywood pulls back further and further cutting off Valencio's air supply. Valencio
begins to tap on the outside but to no result due to the referee being out and the match not
started. HOllywood lets up and simply smiles as he puts up his hands and walks around a bit.
He then walks over and grabs a table from underneath the ring. He sets it up on the outside and
walks over and places Valencio on top of the table. Hollywood strikes him a few times before
walking towards the ring and sliding in. He then climbs the top turnbuckle as he taunts the
crowd.

Ricky: OH MY GOD...he isnt'!

Chris: This could end Valencio right here!

Hollywood simply gestures towards Valencio and jumps off the turnbuckle. All of a sudden
Valencio moves out of the way sending Hollywood smashing through the table.

Ricky: OHHHHH! Valencio moves out of the way!!

Chris: This could be the move Valencio needed!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Hollywood lays motionless through the crumbled table as Valencio rolls around slowly on the
ground. Crowd starts a Valencio chant.

Crowd: VALENCIO! VALENCIO!

Valencio eventually makes it to his feet and makes a loud battle cry and he pulls out his sword!
Crowd goes wild as Valencio starts walking towards Hollywood. He looks down at Hollywood and
turns his sword around and strikes Hollywood in the back with it. Hollywood rolls around in
the rubble holding his back in pain. Crowd starts another chant.

Crowd: Hollywood sucks! Hollywood sucks!

Ricky: Well the crowd really seems to be into this match!

Chris: Why wouldn't they be?! This is an ass beating at its finest!

Ricky: Touche good sir, touche!

Valencio then picks Hollywood up as he nails a Belly to Belly suplex sending Hollywood right into
the side of the ring. Hollywood once again rolls on the ground in pain. Valencio finally
grabs Hollywood and rolls him into the ring. Another referee all of a sudden rushes out to
officiate the match. Valencio then rolls into the ring and waits for the bell. The referee
looks around in confusion as he sees table rubble a ladder brass knucks and a sledgehammer just
laying on the outside. The referee finally calls for the bell and this match is finally under
way.

Ricky: FINALLY!! We actually get this god damn match started!

Chris: For the love of god Ricky, enjoy the destruction! Its very nice actually!

Valencio walks over to the fallen HOllywood and picks him up and tosses him into the turnbuckle.
He then charges taking HOllywood down with a huge clothesline. Crowd starting cheering on Val.
Hollywood is moving around little by little in the corner of the ring as Valencio picks him up
and nails a neckbreaker on the Executive. Valencio then drops down to the canvas and starts
layering Hollywood with a flurry of lefts and rights to the head of Hollywood. The referee
begins counting on Valencio to break off the count.

1....

2...

3...

4...

Before the referee gets to 5, Valencio breaks off the assault on Hollywood.

Ricky: Now this is what I call justice!

Chris: Hmm...the justice system works in mysterious ways thats for sure!

Valencio picks back up Hollywood and launches him into the ropes as Hollywood comes back Val
floors him with a hurricana rana. Crowd starts cheering on Valenco once more.

Crowd: LETS GO VAL! CLAPCLAPCLAP LETS GO VAL! CLAPCLAPCLAP

Ricky: Honestly Chris, Hollywood deserves this justice ass whooping!

Chris: True! But don't count the Executive out just yet! He has a history of coming back from
behind!

Valencio goes over to the turnbuckle and climbs it. He gestures to the crowd as Hollywood gets
to his knees. Valencio then sets up for a leg drop off the top turnbuckle.

Chris: What the hell is Valencio doing?

Ricky: Wait a minute...this move looks very familiar..as if I've seen it done before here in
PWX...

Chris: You've seen a move like this been done before?

Ricky: Oh believe me Chris, if this is what I think it is, you haven't seen anything yet!
Valencio then jumps off the top rope and Hollywood catches him mid air with a DDT dropping
Valencio down to the mat.

Ricky:.....damnit.

Chris: Oh don't worry..there's always next time...

Hollywood then goes for the cover on Valencio.

1....

2....

....KICKOUT!

Valencio just kicks out before the three! Hollywood finally gets back to his feet and begins
stomping into Valencio. The referee gets in Hollywood's face and tells him to break it up.
Hollywood simply ignores the referee and continues the stomping. The referee starts counting
on Hollywood.

1...

2...

3...

4...

Before the referee gets to 5, Hollywood backs up and stops the assault. Crowd now starts another
chant.

Crowd: YOUR NOT WINNING! CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP. YOUR NOT WINNING! CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP.

Hollywood then jumps off the bottom rope and nails a spring board flip on Valencio. Hollywood
once again goes for the cover.

1....

2....

...KICKOUT!

Valencio once again kicks out at two. Hollywood stands back up and glares at the referee. He
then waits for Valencio to stand back up as he prepares for The Lay Off. Valencio eventually
makes it to his feet as Hollywood spins him around and goes for The Lay Off but Valencio
manuevers out of it and pushes HOllywood back into the referee sending them both to the mat.

Ricky: You have got to be kidding me!...ANOTHER referee out?!

Chris: Wow, this is truly an epic match!

Valencio then goes over to Hollywood and brings him to his feet as HOllywood takes a shot to
Valencio's mid section. Valencio drops to one knee as HOllywood once again goes for The Lay
Off. Valencio once again pushes Hollywood back but this time Hollywood flings forward and
clotheslines Valencio over the top rope. Hollywood then goes for a backwards spring board off
the top rope taking Valencio down once again to the mat. Hollywood stands up and grabs Valencio
by the head to his feet. He attempts a strike at Valencio but Valencio blocks it. Valencio
then goes for a strike but Hollywood blocks it. Hollywood tries to rip off the mask causing
Valencio to stumble backwards allowing HOllywood to take a right shot. Valencio replies with a
left shot. The two go back and forth as the crowd starts another chant.

Crowd: BOO! YAY! BOO! YAY! BOO! YAY!

This continues for a few moments before Hollywood swings around Valencio and takes him down with
a german suplex. Valencio quickly gets to his knees as Hollywood kicks him right in the gut.

Ricky: Wow..this match is intense!

Chris: Your telling me! Anything can happen at this point!

Hollywood drags Valencio up the ramp near the titantron. He then attempts to strike Valencio
in the head but Valencio catches his foot thus pulling on it causing Hollywood to go down on
his back. Valencio gets back up and Hollywood stands up and then start the striking phase all
over again. Finally, a third referee comes out from the back and immediately runs to the ring.
The referee gets in the ring without HOllywood nor Valencio noticing him. The referee then
begins the count.

1....

2....

3....

Ricky: Well...I see the black and white is back with us in this match.

Chris: Yes, and seeing how two refs are already out, the third one is taking justice in his
own hands by not bothering on telling either man that he is counting them out!

4...

5...

Ricky:...you think that they'll notice?

Chris: WEll, now would be now because if they don't they'll take the time needed to get back to
the ring just realizing the ref was even counting!

6...

Hollywood and Valencio all of a sudden stop and look at each other and then the ref. They look
back at each other and both their eyes widen. They both run towards the ring as fast as they can
get there.

7....

8...

9.....

...TE....both men are able to get back into the ring. Hollywood all of a sudden gets to his
feet quickly as Valencio stands up and wiping his head of sweat. Hollywood out of nowhere hits
The Executive Promise sending Valencio down to the mat.

Ricky: OH MY GOD!! OUT OF NOWHERE!!

Chris: Well, this match has FINALLY come to an end!

Hollywood drops down immediately and goes for the cover.

1....

2....

THRE...........NO KICKOUT!!

Hollywood sits up in total awe as the crowd is hot in this match!

Ricky:...so you were saying Chris?

Chris:...no comment.

Hollywood then stands up and begins arguing with the referee. He taunts the referee as if he
wasn't counting fast enough. As all of this transpires, Valencio stands up and prepares the
Requiem in C Flat. Hollywood turns around but dodges it sending Valencio in front of Hollywood.
Hollywood then turns quickly and goes for The Executive Promise only for Valencio to move out of
the way and Hollywood to kick the referee knocking him out cold. Hollywood stands there in total
shock and disbelief as yet another referee has been taking down.

Ricky: ARE YOU SHITTING ME?!

Chris: This is the end of the Referee nation as we know it!

Ricky:...at this point if this doesn't stop well be out of referees!

Stunned and surprised, Hollywood turns around only to be met by Valencio's Requiem in C Flat.
Hollywood goes down hard as the crowd continues to chant!

Crowd: WE WANT MORE! CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP! WE WANT MORE! CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP.

All of a sudden, the first referee from earlier is able to come to. Valencio drops down for
the cover.

1....

2....

....THRE........NO! KICKOUT!

Valencio now sits up looking shocked as he doesn't really know what to do anymore. He then grabs
a chair from the outside. He brings it into the ring as the referee grabs it from him. As the
referee is distracted, Hollywood gets up and low blows Valencio. He stands up and hits The
Executive Promise on Valencio. The referee finally turns around and Hollywood goes for the cover

Ricky: OH NO! I WAS AFRAID OF THIS!

Chris: It can't end this way!

1.....

2.....

3....The referee calls for the bell as Hollywood gets to his feet.

Alexis Lace: Here is your winner....BRIAN HOLLYWOOD!

The referee raises Hollywood's hand in the air as Hollywood holds the back of his neck. He then
looks down at Valencio. Hollywood then walks over and grabs a mic. He speaks immediately.

Hollywood: Alright Valencio, enough is enough! It's time for you to reveal your TRUE self!
I'm tired of having to waste my time with a fake son of a bitch like you! So have at it!

Hollywood waits as Valencio finally comes around and stands up. He walks over and grabs a mic.


Valencio: Let's get one thing straight Hollywood...first of all, I am no fake. Do you have any
idea what this mask means to me?

Ricky: Oh man...this could begin again before it ends...

Chris: Knock on wood.

Hollywood: Again, you act like I care Valencio! You lost, and you know the rules! You know
what was on the line in this match so take your god damn mask off now!

Valencio pauses a bit as the crowd chants.

Crowd: DONT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT! CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP. DONT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!

Hollywood: SHUT UP!

Crowd: BOO!!!

Valencio: Fuck you Hollywood!

Crowd cheers towards Valencio.

Valencio: Second of all I dont remove my mask because of a cheating violation!

Hollywood: The hell you talking about? I won this match fair and square! NOw take off your
mask!

Valencio: You call a low blow a fair and square ending?! Wow...your dumber than I thought!

Valencio pauses a bit as the crowd cheers him on. Hollywood just looks at him angered.

Valencio: It's not happening Hollywood! This mask is not coming off!

Hollywood just stares at him evilly. He then just sighs as he appears to back off. All a sudden
Hollywood lunges at Valencio and takes him down with a strong right. Hollywood drops to the mat
and begins beating down on Valencio. Valencio quickly locks Hollywood in a sleeping hold as the
crowd is back on Valencio's side. Hollywood then starts elbowing Valencio and gets out of the
sleeping hold. HOllywood gets up and quickly grabs a chair. Valencio stands up and Hollywood
bashes him in the head with the steel chair. Crowd drowns Hollywood in boos.

Ricky: My God...Valencio was just layed out with that steel chair!

Chris: Well...lights out for Val.

Hollywood drops the chair and waits for awhile. Valencio eventually stands back up only for
Hollywood to strike him with the Executive Promise. Valencio drops cold as Hollywood paces
in the ring for a bit. He then stops after awhile and walks towards Valencio. He drops down
and rips his mask off his face.

Chris: OH MY GOD! The mask is finally off!...but who the hell is that?

Ricky: OH MY GOD...NOT HIM!.....I thought he was gone for good!

Hollywood looks down and smirks and simply nods. He grabs a mic and stands over him.

Hollywood: I thought it was you....just as I thought....DARIN ZION!

Ricky: OH MY GOD!!! I HATE HIM!!

Hollywood simply stands over him as he holds his mask over his head as Perfect Insanity hits the
PA System.

Winner: BRIAN HOLLYWOOD


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Match Five:
Extreme Rules Match for the PWX Next Generation Championship
Xtreme Dream © vs Devon Poole

Alexis Lace: The following contest is an Extreme Rules match and is for the PWX New Generation Championship!

Lights dim down and smoke fills the entrance way and "The Crimson" by Atreyu blares over the PA system. From behind the smoke appears X-Treme Dream carrying a Singapore cane wrapped in barbed wire.

Chris: Here comes Xtreme Dream and boy this he looks so fired up!

Ricky: I bet he is. I mean he’s been at the losing end of things for the last couple weeks. Both of them are in the hands of the DG Poole. I know he cant wait to pour out all his frustrations in this match tonight which is to be honest, he’s cup of tea.

Dream strolls down the rest of the way, pointing the cane at various fans.

Alexis Lace: Making his way to the ring… Hailing from San Jose, California… He weighs in at 225 lbs… He is the New Generation champion… XTREME DREAM!!

He gets to the ring and looks left and right, and in one leap he catapults to the apron. Dream then goes to the corner and climbs up the turnbuckle, once again raising the cane in the air. Dream grins as he front flips down into the center of the ring. The lights come back on and "The Crimson" comes to a close.

Chris: Alright we already saw our champion! It’s time to meet our contender!

The lights in the arena all go pitch black. After a while, these lyrics are heard, Blue strobes of light flash all over the arena and The camera focuses on the Titantron, which shows the streets of New York City...

"It may not mean nothin to y'all
But understand nothin was done for me
So I don't plan on stoppin at all
I want this shit forever mayne, (ever mayne, ever mayne)
I'm shuttin shit down in the mall
And tellin every girl she the one for me
And I ain't even plannin to call
I want this shit forever mayne, (ever mayne, ever mayne)"

After this, The Video goes to a Black Screen with a White Number "7". Every time "Aye" is heard, the number goes down. When it hits "1", Fireworks EXPLODE from the stage, as DG appears on the stage, hyped up and energetic as he posed to the fans.

Chris: Here comes DG Poole. He looks really well for someone who just had a family incident, days before the event.

Ricky: I agreed Chris. DG Poole arrived later today after he got a call last Monday night after Adrenaline that one of his family member has been taken to the hospital. He hurriedly flew to New York and was allowed by JPO to miss the Fanfest and other PWX as long he will be able to defend the belt here tonight. So here we are. I don’t know if his mind is in the right place though.

Chris: Guess we’ll just have to wait and see.

He walks down to the ring confidently, slapping the hands of any fan who throws it out for him.

Alexis Lace: Making his way to the ring… Hailing from The Bronx in New York… Weighing in at 255 pounds… DEVON POOLE!

DG gets in the ring. He then beats his chest with his fist and arches his arms with a warrior-cry as pyro EXPLODES not in the ring, but from the top rafters. The pyro rains in on DG as he looks up, embracing the light as almost a signal that he should have the spotlight. As the pyro stops, Devon hops on the top rope and salutes the fans. He takes off his cap and shirt and throws it into the crowds as people is seen fighting for it. He smiles as he hops back down. Everything goes back to normal as the music fades out.

Chris: DG’s already inciting a riot and the match hasn’t started yet.

Both men look at each other from their respective corners. The ref looks at them both and asks them if they’re ready. Both men nodded. The ref asks for the bell to be ring…

DING! DING! DING!

Both men circle each other. Dream is holding his Singapore cane as DG looks at it. Dream then holds it like a baseball bat and starts whacking off DG but DG managed to duck out of the cane shots. DG then hits Dream with a punch that rocked Dream’s vertical base. DG continues throwing punches towards Dream before he runs to the ropes and bounces off it. DG returns and attempts a clothesline but Dream just ducks it. Dream then spins DG and kicks him in the gut. Dream attempts to hoist DG to his shoulders but DG fights out of it. DG slides down behind Dream. He then grabs Dream and places him into a reverse headlock before dropping Dream with a reverse DDT. DG goes for the pin but Dream managed to get the shoulder up before two.

Chris: A near fall by DG and this match has been nothing but back and forth action this early on.

DG gets to his feet. He then grabs Dream by the head to help him up. DG hits Dream with a couple of stiff punches before pulling Dream’s arm Irish whipping him across the ring. Dream returns and DG attempts to clothesline him but Dream ducks out of it. Dream continues running as he bounces off the ropes again. Dream returns and hits DG with a flying clothesline that sent both men down to the mat. Dream quickly goes for the cover…

Chris: Here’s the cover…

Ricky: Could this be it?

1…

2…

…SHOULDER UP!

Dream quickly gets to his feet and slides out of the ring. He then starts scrambling under the ring. He then starts pulling out something from underneath the ring and it turns out to be a chair. He then slides back in but he was met by DG’s boots as DG stomps the shit out of him. DG then picks the chair up and raises it above his head before dropping it back down in a rapid succession as he whacks Dream with it. Dream screams in pain as DG whacks him three times before DG dropped the chair and went for the cover…

Chris: DG with the cover…

1…

…KICK OUT!!

DG argues with the referee about the slow count but the referee stood by his decision. DG shrugs it off as he gets to his vertical base. DG then grabbed the chair from the mat. He then walks to the corner with the chair in hand. He then places the chair in between the top and middle rope. He then walks back to Dream and picks Dream up by the head. DG hammers Dream with a couple of shots before he Irish whips DG to the corner. Dream managed to reverse it and send DG instead to the corner where collided with the chair. DG staggers back as Dream catches him and wraps his arms around DG’s waist before dropping him to mat with a belly-to-back suplex. Dream then goes for the cover…

Chris: Dream’s attempting another cover!

Ricky: Will he get it??

1…

2…

…KICK OUT!!

Chris: DG kicks out and looks like that answers our question from earlier…

Ricky: It totally did.

Dream then gets to his feet. He then walks to the corner and retrieves the chair. He then walks back to DG who is now struggling to get to his feet. Dream hits DG with the chair across the back bringing DG back down to the mat. Dream does it several time before dropping the chair to the mat. Dream then slides of the ring and scrambled underneath the ring. He then pulls out a table from under it. Dream then slides the table into the ring before sliding in to the ring himself.

Chris: Table time for DG!

Ricky: Not again!!

Chris: What not again?

Ricky: We’ve seen a lot of brutality here tonight. I don’t think I can take another one.

Dream leans the table to the corner. He then walks back to DG who is now on his knees. Dream hammers DG with a couple of stiff punches before picking him up. Dream grabs DG by the head and hammers him again with a couple of punches before pulling DG’s arm and Irish whipping him to the table at the corner. DG managed to reverse it though as he sends Dream to the table instead putting Dream through the table. DG then pulls Dream’s prone body to the center of the ring. He then goes for the cover…

Chris: Here’s the cover! Could that be enough to put Dream away??

1…

2…

…THR…SHOULDER UP!!

We can the frustration on DG’s eyes as he cant believe that Dream managed to kicked out from that move. He then picks Dream by the head before kicking him in the midsection. DG then places Dream in between his legs. DG then places Dream in a double underhook as the crowd is on their feet anticipating. Dream manages to fight out of it by back body dropping DG. Dream then picks his Singapore cane up from the mat. He then starts hitting DG with it in his torso. Dream then places DG in a sitting position. Dream then grinds the barbwire of the Singapore cane to DG’s head busting him wide open. Dream then picks DG up. He then places the Singapore cane at DG’s throat before dropping DG with a white Russian legsweep. Dream then goes for the cover but he breaks it up himself. He then gets to his feet and exits the ring.

Chris: Dream breaks his own pin. What he’s thinking? What is he going to do?

Dream then scrambles underneath the ring again before pulling out another table. He then slides the table into the ring before sliding in to the ring himself.

Chris: Another table? Does the PWX wrestlers really want to kill each other??

Ricky: I was just about to ask that question Chris. You just beat me for it.

Chris: Well you stole my line awhile ago…

Ricky: Huh?

Chris: Nevermind…

Dream erected the table near the corner. He then walks back to DG and picks him up. DG managed to fight out of it before hammering Dream with a series of stiff punches. DG then pulls Dream’s arm Irish whipping him across the ring. Dream bounces back and upon returning, DG catches him with the Anderson spinebuster. DG then goes for the cover…

Chris: Anderson spinebuster by DG!

Ricky: Here’s the cover!!

1…

2…

…SHOULDER UP!!

DG quickly gets to his feet. He then picks up the chair from the mat. Dream is now attempting to get to his feet and his now on his knees. DG sees and whacks him with the steel chair. DG does it several times busting Dream wide open and denting the chair. Dream is still in his kneeling position when he starts fighting back. He throws punches to the midsection of DG as he gets to his vertical base. Dream takes DG down with a clothesline. DG quickly gets to his feet but Dream takes him down to the mat with another clothesline. DG gets to his feet again but Dream hits him with a superkick that made him stagger. Dream then takes DG by the arm and pulls him over to the corner. Dream then ascends the turnbuckle. He then doubles over DG placing him in between his legs. Dream then hoists DG in a piledriver position as the crowd is on their feet.

Chris: Looks like Dream is finishing this up!!

Ricky: Looks like it!!

Dream then drives DG down to the erected table with the X-Drop! Dream then quickly goes for the cover!!

Chris: X-Drop!! Xtreme Dream hits the X-Drop!!

Ricky: And here’s the pin!!

1…

2…

…THREE!!

Alexis Lace: Here’s your winner and still the PWX New Generation champion… XTREME DREAM!

Chris: He did it! Xtreme Dream retained his title!

Dream quickly gets to his feet. He then quickly runs to the opposite corner and ascends the turnbuckle. He then raises his arms up as the referee walks over to him. The referee then proceeds to strap to Dream the New Generation title before Dream jumps down from the turnbuckle. The referee then formally acknowledge the result as he raises Dream’s arm. Dream then slides out of the ring as he makes his way to the back slapping some hands along the way. He then stopped at the stage and unstrapped the belt from his waist. He then hoist It up high before he exits to the back.


Winner: XTREME DREAM


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Casino Royale

[The scene opens in Jason Parker Olesen's office.]

JPO: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to PWX's End Game 2009 event-live on Versus. I would like to take this time to officially announce that in 2 weeks, on Monday-December 21st 2009-PWX will air a joint event, featuring the stars and champions of TAWA. The event will be called PWX Adrenaline 14: OVERDOSE and is the last stop for many people on the road to CWC's Resurgence event. The show will be headlined by a Clash of the Champions Match-pitting the PWX World Champion, against TAWA's Champion!

Crowd: PWX! PWX! PWX!

JPO: This live event, will air from The Venue @ Horseshoe Casino in Hammond, Indiana-and will also feature a roster wide "Casino Royale" Battle Royal-the winner will be named the Number One Contender to the PWX World Championship! Thank you, and enjoy your DOUBLE Main Event.

[JPO goes back to some paper work, before looking back at the camera]

JPO: Oh, tonights Main Event-that Falls Count Anywhere fall, will now also be NO DQ! Thank you.

[JPO smirks as we fade to ringside]

Chris: Overdose?

Ricky: PWX vs TAWA?

Chris: This is gonna be insane!

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Match Six:
PWX Hybrid Championship Match:
Wild © vs Terrell Odom



[Dear Mr. Ouija I want to know my future.
Will I die a murda, a bloody murda?
COME, COME AGAIN!

The words flow out to a slow, demonic pulse, cutting to a slight scream as a gunshot whistles through the speakers - Natural Born Killaz from Cube n' Dre hits the loudspeakers sending a surge of energy throughout the crowd. Most light across the rafters dimming down, with a touch of various colors painting the entrance ramp all the way into the ring. Terrell Odom wastes no time whatsoever to surge from out of the curtains, a loud smash of pyro booms the top of the ramp, flames embursing the sides of the rampway - Olivia Fox follows behind Terrell. He hastes his way across both sides of the ramp - moving to the left, and the right, gestering to motivate the fans. Terrell then walks down the ramp, slapping various hands single handedly from side to side of the gate - taking a few looks into the ring as he approaches the steel steps, slapping a hand or two around the barricade. He then proceeds to walking up onto the steps, across the outside of the ring, and then taking a deep look into the capacity before lifting the middle rope and entering the ring.

Directing his way to one turnbuckle he rises to a surge of camera flash - raising his arms in a heavy flex, various words spoken as he then drops from the turnbuckle. He makes his way to one more rope, proceeding onto a similar routine, pointing into the crowd and then dropping off of the rope.]
Chris: Terrell Odom is a former 2 time PWX Campeones de Parejas-once with Shawn Hunt, and once with Dante Jones.

Ricky: Good to see you’ve done your homework tonight Chris.

[The lights go completely out and “fuck the world” hits and out comes Wild. He has a dead still look on his face. He doesn’t pay attention to the boos that surround him. He slides into the ring and goes to the right ring corner, climbs up and does the Randy Orton pose]

Ricky: Any stats on our Hybrid Champion Chris?

Chris: I will tell you this, Wild calls himself the “Hardcore King”-and currently holds titles in three different promotions. In addition to being our reigning Hybrid Champion, he is also the RKW Hardknox Champion-and the TAWA X-Core Champion. Both belts are variations of the Hardcore Championship.

Ricky: And there you have it…

Alexis Lace: Ladies and Gentlemen, PWX’s END GAME 2009 continues, as the following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL with a thirty minute time limit, and is for the PWX Hybrid Championship! Introducing first, the challenger: he weighed in this morning at 235 pounds, and stands six feet seven inches tall. He is a former 2 time PWX Campeone de Parejas…TERRELL…ODOM!!!

[The crowd cheers loudly. A loud “T.O” chant breaks out, as Odom smirks and poses on the ropes.]

Alexis Lace: His opponent. He is the reigning and defending PWX Hybrid Champion, the Hardcore King..WILD!!!!!!

[The crowd boo’s loudly. A small “Wild Has Rabies” chant breaks out, as he hands the ref the belt. The bell rings, and the ref holds up the PWX Hybrid Championship.]

Ricky: I would like to thank WildCat Belts for the wicked new Hybrid Championship belt!

Chris: I wouldn’t, they charged us an arm and a leg for that thing-all because that smoze, Jeremiah Belmont wouldn’t return the old one….

Ricky: Odom and Wild have been in some hellacious brawls on Adrenaline, let’s see how they stack up tonight.

[The bell rings once more, and we’re off. The two warriors circle each other-before locking up in a collar and elbow tie up. Odom takes Wild down with a side headlock, and Wild quickly gets up and hits him with an Armdrag. Both men get to their feet, and Odom responds in kind-hitting the champion with a Japanese arm drag of his own. Wild gets up-and goes for a headlock-but Odom pushes him off and hits another armdrag, taking the champion down again. Wild gets up on the rebound-and goes for a hiptoss, but Odom blocks it. Wild knees him in the stomach-and flips over his head. Both men turn around and face off, as the crowd roars with applause.]

Chris: These two know each other so well….

[Odom nods his head-and locks up again, but this time Wild throws a knee and shoots him into the ropes. He hits him with a hard side walk slam-before hooking the leg and getting only a one count. He lifts up the challenger, and kicks him in the spine, before lifting him up and shooting him off into the ropes. He catches Odom with a hard turning spinebuster, and again hooks the legs for a pin:

ONE!

TWO—KICKOUT!

Wild sighs as he mounts the challenger, and rains down a flurry of rights and lefts. Wild dismounts, and lifts him up-only to drop him across the top turnbuckle with a snake eyes body press. As Odom stumbles back, Wild hits him with a clubbing blow, followed by a hard bridging German Suplex:

ONE!

TWO

THR---KICKOUT!!

The crowd cheers loudly as Odom is able to force himself out of the hold. Wild sighs and lifts him up-only to force him back to the mat with an STO. The crowd begins another “Wild Has Rabies” chant-which distracts him long enough for Odom to roll to the floor, and clear the cobwebs. Wild turns his attention back to Odom, as he steps onto the apron-and jumps off, smashing his arms into Odoms head. He lifts him back up-and hits a hard leg sweep into the guard rail. He smirks-as he kicks Odom in the chest not just once-but thrice. A fan in the front row argues with him, as he drives his knee into Odom’s face once more. He smirks and slides him into the ring, before following him in and going for a cover:

ONE!

TWO!!

THR----KICKOUT!!!!

Wild sighs as he lifts him up once more, and shoots him into the ropes. He telegraphs a backdrop-and Odom uses the chance to hit him with a hard double arm DDT, halting Wild’s momentum in its tracks.]

Chris: Odom might finally get the break he needs right here.

Ricky: Don’t jinx it.

[Odom crawls to the ropes, and uses them to get to his feet. He catches his breath-as Wild gets to a knee. He inhales deeply, and follows it up by punting Wild in the back of the head-knocking him face first to the mat. Odom drops to his knees-again still trying to catch his wind. He slows rolls Wild over for a cover:

ONE!

TWO!

THREE---KICKOUT!!!]

Chris: He was so close with that one move!

[The crowd boo’s as Odom gets up-and lifts the Hardcore King to his feet. He shoots him into the corner, and follows up with a running knee strike-driving both his knees into the spine of Wild. He follows up with a hangmans neckbreaker, and hooks the leg for the cover:

ONE!

TWO!

THR—KICKOUT!!
Odom sighs as he lifts him up-and shoots him into the ropes. He follows suit with a spinning heel kick-knocking the champ back down. Wild rolls onto his knees, and gets to his feet as Odom quickly shoots him into the corner, and hits a Stinger Splash for good measure. He climbs the ropes-and delivers a ten punch salute as the crowd counts along with him. Wild forces him out of the corner, and drops him to the mat with a hard spinebuster as the crowd boo’s loudly. Wild crawls to the ropes-as Odom gets to his feet as well. He throws a hard haymaker-but Odom ducks it and hits him with a hard STO. He turns him over and locks in an STF as the crowd begins a “Tap Out Wild” chant.]

Ricky: I don’t see Wild tapping out.

Chris: I don’t either Ricky, I don’t either.

[Wild fights to the ropes-and manages to catch his toe on the bottom rope. The ref orders Odom to break the hold, and after a warning and a four count-he does.]

Ricky: How bad would it be if Odom let his temper get the best of him-and he gets himself DQ’d

Chris: It’d be bad, very bad..

[Odom lets the hold go in frustration, and immediately drags Wild off the ropes-and drops an elbow across the back of his head. He picks him up-and drops him with another hard DDT, before pointing at the turnbuckle and climbing to the top. Wild rolls over onto his back-as Odom hits a 450 Splash off the top rope, crashing into Wild’s knees. He rolls toward the turnbuckle-as Wild gets to his feet. He smirks and sees the position Odom is in, and runs-hitting a baseball slide into Odoms back-sending him rib first into the steel turnbuckle.]

Ricky: OWW!!

Chris: That’s gonna hurt….

[Wild smirks, and drags Odom out-grabbing him by the head and shoving him into the turnbuckle. He steps back-and goes for a running spear-but Odom gets his legs up and locks Wild into the ropes with a tarantula submission. The crowd cheers until Odom is forced to let go of the hold. He springboards off the ropes-knocking Wild down with a diving bulldog as he stumbles forward. He makes a cutthroat motion-as he lifts up Wild and drops him with Lights Out as the crowd cheers, he hooks the leg:

ONE!

TWO!

THR—KICKOUT!!!]

Chris: Wild just wont say die!

Ricky: The will of a champion!

[In the ring-Odom grows mad-as he lifts him up and goes for a powerbomb. Wild sneaks in a lowblow. He sets him up for a Suicide Driver-when the lights go out]

Chris: Blackout in the Impact Zone?!?!

Ricky: wrong show there…brotha..

[A flash of red light takes center stage-as the lights finally come back on. Wild is holding his face in pain-as Odom hits him with a hard DDT. He rolls Wild into the cover:

ONE!

TWO!!!

THREE!!!!!!!!!

The bell rings as Odom rolls to the floor]

Alexis Lace: Here is your winner…and the NEW PRO WRESTLING X HYBRID CHAMPION…TERRELL…ODOM!!!

Chris: ODOM DID IT!

Ricky: Terrell Odom has just won his FIRST PWX Singles title!

[Odom holds his hands in celebration, as EMT’s check on Wild. As Odom is heading up the ramp-the lights go out again. The tron turns on-and a sinister laugh is heard. The lights come back on-and a man in a black trenchcoat-and black mask is in the ring-holding a torch and a Singapore cane wrapped in barbwire. He lifts up Wild-and bashes the Cane across his face, causing further damage to the eye that he just threw a fire ball into. He smirks as he takes off the black mask, revealing an all to familiar face.]

Chris: Is that…

Ricky: JEREMIAH BELMONT!!!??!?!?!

[Belmont crouches down, over a fallen former Champion, and speaks.]

Belmont: Wild, I am the greatest Hybrid Champion you’ve ever seen; you were a disgrace to that belt, and mark my words-it will be mine again!

[“Liberate” by Disturbed hits the PA System, as Jeremiah holds his arm in victory. We fade to black]

Winner: Terrell Odom


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Three Stages of Hell for the PWX World Championship:
Stage 1: Submission Rules
Stage 2: Falls Count Anywhere
Stage 3: Steel Cage (If Needed)
Ness © vs Jackson




Alexis Lace: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following is your PWX End Game feature contest!!!

[The lights dim, heavy mist filling the ramp as strobe lights begin to pulse slowly. A steady bass throb begins, growing in volume, sounding much like a heartbeat. A single gunshot shatters the silence, followed by mocking laughter and Jackson's voice hurling insults before the music skips, and then the sounds of "Lies" by Evanescence filters through the speakers. Dark red strobes pulsate on the entranceway, and a dark figure moves among them, stepping forward as indigo fountains of pyrotechnic spark either side of him. He strides forwards, ignoring the crowd reaction. He circles the ring once, his eyes steady, a look of angry concentration on his face, before ascending the ring steps and climbing between the ropes. Jackson stands in the middle of the ring, his head thrown back in a triumphant roar as the music comes to a grinding halt, cut off with a squeal of feedback. ]

Chris: Jackson has done it all in the wrestling industry. Tonight he looks to extract vengeance upon Ness for the loss at Never Say Die-and become one of the few-a two time PWX World Champion!

Ricky: No doubt. Jackson is a man possessed!

[The lights go out in the arena as "Terra in Black" is played across the arena. Cheers are heard as the trumpets start to blare, and when they finish white pyro emerges from the entrance ramp as Ness makes his way to the ring, solely focused on what is in front of him as he makes his way down the ramp. He enters from the bottom rope, then holds out his right fist in the air, bringing cheers to those around him as his music fades and he stands in his corner, holding his championship up high]

Alexis Lace: Ladies and Gentlemen, we are LIVE from the Compuware Arena in Detroit, Michigan. It is Monday, December 7th 2009-and this has been Pro Wrestling X’s END GAME 2009-live exclusively on VERSUS!

Crowd: PWX! PWX! PWX! PWX!

Alexis Lace: The following contest is the THREE STAGES OF HELL MATCH for the PWX Heavyweight Championship of the World-and will be contested with television time remaining! The first fall will be contested under Submission Rules!

Crowd: PWX! PWX! PWX! PWX

Alexis Lace: Introducing first, the challenger. He comes to us from New York City! He is a former PWX World Champion, and the Number One Contender….BRAD JACKSON!!!

Crowd: Jackson’s Gonna Kill You!

Alexis Lace: His opponent, he hails from San Diego, California…he is a Triple Crown Winner-and the is the current reigning and defending PWX Heavyweight Champion of the World….NESS!!

Crowd: Fuck Em Up Nessy, Fuck Em Up! *clap clap*

[Ness hands the official the championship, and he holds it high above his head. He hands it to the time keeper-and calls for the bell. He orders the two stars to shake hands. Ness reluctantly extends the hand-and Jackson goes to shake it-before clobbering Ness in the head with an elbow. He shoots him into the ropes-and comes back with a snapping belly to belly suplex, dropping Ness on the back of his head. He smirks and lifts him up-delivering a series of MMA elbows to the head of Ness. He kicks him in the spine-before lifting him up by the hair. He throws a hard uppercut-sending Ness into the corner. He smirks as he shoots him across the ring-and Ness smacks chest first into the turnbuckle. Jackson hits him with a POWERFUL STO. He smirks as he turns Ness around and locks in an STF. The crowd boo’s loudly as Ness immediately taps out.]

Alexis Lace: Your winner of the first fall….JACKSON!! The following fall will be contested as a No DQ / Falls Count Anywhere Match!!!!

Ricky: JPO decided to add the No DQ Stipulation to this fall, to ensure an honest finish!

[The bell rings again, as the ref orders Jackson back to his corner. A 1 minute countdown appears on the screen, giving the athletes a 1 minute break between falls. Ness slowly gets to his feet. The countdown reaches zero-as the ref rings the bell again]

Chris: Jackson got a quick first fall.

Ricky: Live to fight another day, I’m sure Ness has a plan…

[Jackson runs at Ness-who is still in the corner. Ness gets a boot up and clocks him in the face with it. He steps onto the turnbuckle-and hits a tornado DDT out of nowhere. He gets to his feet, as Jackson gets to a knee-and follows up with a shining wizard kick, knocking Jackson into the ropes. He drops his leg across his back, choking Jackson with the middle rope. The ref counts to four-and Ness breaks the hold. He follows up with a slingshot leg drop, crashing down on the back of Jackson’s head. He goes under the ring-and grabs a kendo stick. He cracks Jackson in the head with it-as the crowd cheers loudly]

Chris: Ness is mad.

Ricky: He wants this to be OVER!

[Jackson rolls back into the ring-as Ness springboards off the ropes-clocking him with a diving lariat-using the cane as support. He yells at Jackson to get up-as he cracks him in the head for a second time-breaking the cane in two. He lifts up Jackson, and drops him with a double arm DDT. He floats over into the cover:

ONE!

TWO!

THR—KICKOUT!

Ness sighs as he lifts up Jackson-and throws him through the ropes and out to the floor. He steps onto the apron, and waits for Jackson to get to his feet-before hitting an Asai Moonsault-crashing down onto his challenger. He follows it up with a cover:

ONE!

TWO!

THR—KICKOUT!!

Ness sighs as he goes under the ring, and pulls a ladder out]

Ricky: How is there still a ladder out here?

[He sets it up as a bridge, crossing the ring apron and the guard rail. He drags Jackson onto the apron-and jumps off, dropping him with a cutter across the ladder as the crowd cheers loudly. Ness the uses the ladder as a springboard, hitting Jackson with a huge Tornado DDT on the ringside floor. He floats into the cover:

ONE!

TWO!

THREE---KICKOUT!!!!

Ness gets angry as he begins to deliver a flurry of fists and elbows to Jackson’s head. He slides him back into the ring, and lifts Jackson up-hitting him with the Point Break as the crowd cheers loudly. He finally rolls Jackson into the cover:

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!!

The bell rings once more, starting a 1 minute intermission.]

Alexis Lace: Your winner of the second fall…NESS! The following is the final fall, and is for the PWX World Heavyweight Championship-it will be a STEEL CAGE MATCH!!! The match can be won via pinfall, submission, or escaping the cage!

[Ness rolls to the floor, and pulls a chair from the ring side area as the cage begins to slowly descend. He throws two chairs in, as well as a garbage can full of weapons into the ring. Finally, Ness slides a table into the ring, and smirks as he slides in. As the cage lowers, Ness grabs another kendo stick. He stalks Jackson-as he slowly gets to his feet. The cage clamps to the ring, and the bell rings once more.]

Chris: Ness is vicious.

Ricky: Wouldn’t you be if someone was gunning for your World Title?

Chris: I would. This is an entire different side of Ness we’re seeing here tonight.

Ricky: Jackson has been hunting him for weeks-like he was an animal. It’s about payback tonight.

Chris: Ness wants to prove that he DESERVES to be World Champion!

[The bell rings, and Jackson gets to his feet. Ness runs at him with the cane-but Jackson hits a drop toe hold-dropping Ness face first into the bottom turnbuckle. He smirks as he bashes Ness’s head into the turnbuckle two more times for good measure. He lifts him up-and drops him back with a neckbreaker as the crowd boo’s loudly. A bloody Jackson lifts him up-and rakes his face across the cage-busting Ness open the hard way. He smashes Ness’s face into the cage-and hits him with a hard german suplex-dropping him on the back of his neck again.]

Chris: Jackson is torquing that neck of the champions.

Ricky: Good target…

[Jackson smirks as he holds on, and hits Ness with a second german suplex. He bridges for the pin this time:

ONE!

TWO!

TH—KICKOUT!. Jackson argues with the ref, as Ness slowly crawls to his feet. Jackson turns around-and meets a pele kick to the face for his trouble. Ness quickly hooks the leg:

ONE!

TWO!

THR—KICKOUT! Ness rolls away from Jackson-and uses the ropes to get to his feet. He grabs the trashcan-and throws it at Jackson, allowing it to crash into his face. Jackson stumbles into the ropes-as Ness runs at him. Jackson grabs him-and throws him back-face first against the cage. Ness blocks it by grabbing the cage-and moonsaulting back to the ring. Jackson ducks and responds with a kick to the ribs, and a gutwrench powerbomb, driving him down onto the trash can with authority.]

Ricky: That was SICK!

Chris: I think Ness might be done.

[Jackson rolls off him, catching his breath as the crowd begins a “Let’s Go Nessy, Let’s Go!” chant. Jackson gets to his feet, and goes to pin Ness:

ONE!

TWO!

THR---KICKOUT!

Jackson is dumbfounded as the crowd roars.]

Chris: HE KICKED OUT!

Ricky: If Jackson hadn’t of taken that moment to catch his breath, we’d have a new World Champion right now!

[In the ring, Jackson lifts him up and sets him up for “Something Wicked”. Ness counters it-and drops Jackson on his head with a vertabreaker onto the wreckage. Ness pounds the mat and crawls to the ropes.]

Chris: He’s going to escape the cage!

Ricky: No way!

[Ness uses the ropes to get to his feet, as Jackson starts stirring. He begins climbing the cage in the corner, as Jackson gets to a knee. He see’s Ness climbing slowly-and smirks as he gets up-and sets the table up that Ness had slide into the ring. Ness reaches the top of the cage, as Jackson quickly follows him up-grabbing his boot for leverage. Both men reach the top of the structure-and begin exchanging blows. They get to their feet-as Ness throws a hail mary, but Jackson counters it and hooks Ness for a suplex. He yells to the crowd as he hits Ness with a violent T-Bone suplex-sending both of them crashing through the table that Jackson had set up.]

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

Chris:..I’m sure Vince has this copyrighted..but…

Ricky: OH MY GAWD!!!

Chris:..that was my line…
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Chris: I think both of them are dead…they have to be.

[They show a replay as Jackson suplexing Ness off the cage a few times-as Jackson begins to stir.]

Ricky: HE’S ALIVE!

Chris: But is Ness? He landed Neck first onto that table…

[Jackson slowly rolls to his stomach, and begins to crawl toward the ropes. He finally gets there, and gets to a knee-as he order the ref to open the cage door. He obeys, and Jackson tumbles out of the cage and to the floor. The bell rings as the crowd erupts with boo’s.]

Alexis Lace: Here is your winner of the third fall-and thus..your NEW PWX World Heavyweight Champion….JACKSON!!!

[Jackson’s music reprises-as the ref hands him the World Title. A sadistic smile crosses his face, as he is helped to his feet. EMT’s run into the ring, and check on Ness as Jackson hobbles up the ramp-with the World Title in tow.]

Chris: What a night!

Ricky: And like that-we’re outta time!

Chris: I’m Chris Caudill, alongside Ricky Cravate-and this has been PWX End Game 2009!

Ricky: Don’t forget to catch PWX Adrenaline 13-next week LIVE from St. Andrews Hall-right here in DETROIT, MICHIGAN!

[The scene fades on a bloody Jackson-who is holding the World Title up high.]

[End]




Winner: Jackson


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