Post by Darin Zion on Apr 5, 2014 16:01:45 GMT -5
PWX Adrenaline 13
Monday, December 14th 2009
St. Andrews Hall
Detroit, MI
[Respect Is Earned]
[The crowd is roaring-as the lights go out and “Hand of God” by Black Market Hero hits the PA System. The crowd erupts with a “That Was Awesome” and “Match of the Year” Chant. John Pariah steps out onto the stage, wearing a black dress shirt, and a pair of black dress pants. His hair is pulled back, and his beard is shaved down to a light goatee. His head in bandaged, and he is wearing a pair of dark sunglasses.]
Alexis Lace: Please welcome…the Second City Savior…John Pariah!!
[Pariah heads down the ramp, and surveys the arena. He slowly climbs into the ring, and takes the mic from Alexis Lace as the crowd continues their chanting.]
John Pariah: Six months ago, I set out with a mission. That mission was to save one Daniel Szatkowski from the disease and filth of sports entertainment. That mission, was so clear to not only myself-but to the New Dawn as well. Well, I told everyone that my mission would be complete at End Game-and I can whole heartedly say…it was.
Chris: What? He lost?!
Pariah: There’s someone who I would like to ask out to the ring tonight. That man, is a man who over the last six months-I have come to know extremely well. That man, as much as it pains me to say-has put me through hell and back, and beat me at my own game one week ago tonight. Daniel, would you PLEASE come to the ring?
[Pariah holds the mic away-and looks at the stage. No answer]
Pariah: No tricks Danny, no fighting, there’s something I need to say.
[“Epic” hits the PA System, as Danny Szatkowski steps onto the stage. His body is equally bandaged and broken. There is no sign of Mikey Jones anywhere. He slowly climbs into the ring, and takes a mic from the ring attendant.]
Danny: What John? After the last six months, what the hell else could you possibly have to say to me? You’ve said everything under the sun! You, you’ve talked about how you were going to save me, talked about making me a martyr, you even went and drug my family into this twisted little game of yours. What in the blue hell could you have to add to that John?
Pariah: Just, one more thing Danny. Here me out. I called you out here-because I wanted to say… Congratulations.
Ricky: What?
Danny: What?
Pariah: Congratulations Danny. You did it-you proved me wrong and beat me in my own game. These fans-for the last six months have been riding you, they didn’t trust that you were here for PWX-and that you were just waving the flag of NCW. For the last six months Daniel-these people-my people have been giving you more grief than Tommy Dreamer ever had in ECW. To them, you are PWX’s Tommy Dreamer.
Danny: What are you talking about?
Pariah: Listen…
Crowd: Thank You Danny. *clap clap clapclapclap*…Thank You Danny. *Clap clap clapclapclap*
Chris: These fans are actually chanting for Danny Szatkowski.
Ricky: That’s news to me.
Pariah: They respect you now Danny. These fans, these PWX fans-they don’t respect sports entertainers. The fans of this company-respect PROFESSIONAL WRESTLERS. People who leave their craft in this very ring. Daniel, you earned their trust, and earned their respect, and for that Danny, you’ve earned mine.
Chris: WHAT?
Pariah: You didn’t need me to save you Daniel. You saved yourself. Last week, you proved it to the world a thousand times over, that you are one of the greatest PRO WRESTLERS this company has ever seen. That’s why I asked my brother to do me a favor.
Danny: What favor is that?
Pariah: I know you’ve been stressed lately Daniel, I asked him to give you a leave of absence-with pay. We all saw the fire you had at End Game, he wants you to go home, rest up-and then when you come back Danny: its time to step up in the worl. It’s time you came to the big leagues.
Danny: a leave of absence?
Pariah: Yeah-oh, and I wanted to say one other thing too. I’m sorry.
Chris: WHAT?
Pariah: I’m sorry about your grandfather. I know that feeling all to well…
Danny: Yeah..I guess..
Pariah: And theres one more thing I have for you.
Chris: What is this?
Ricky: THE SWERVE!!!
Chris:..i doubt it..we didn’t give Vince Russo a job here…he’s too busy in Hogan Land
[Pariah reaches into his pocket, and pulls something out.]
Pariah: I believe, this belongs to you.
[He hands Danny his grandmothers golden cross necklace. The symbol that started this entire war.]
Pariah: Also..one more thing.
[He motions for the ring girl to hand him something. She hands him a bag, and he opens it-removing the NCW Pure Championship. He hands it to Danny, who reluctantly takes it.]
Pariah: You deserve this Danny, no tricks, no lies, no gimmicks. You beat me clean in the center of this ring-at my own game no less. Welcome Danny, welcome to the big time.
[Pariah extends his hand for a handshake. Danny looks confused as he looks at the golden cross, as well as the NCW Pure Championship. He slings it over his shoulder, and surveys the crowd.]
Crowd: SHAKE HIS HAND. SHAKE HIS HAND. SHAKE HIS HAND.
[Reluctantly, Danny extends his hand, and shakes Pariah as the crowd erupts.]
Crowd: Thank You Danny *clap clap clapclapclap* Thank You Danny
[“Epic” hits the PA System-as John Pariah raises Danny Szatkowski’s hand. Fade to black]
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Singles Match:
Jay Price vs Brett Adams
Brett Adams and Jay Price stare at each other from their respective corner. The ref asks the timekeeper to ring the bell and the timekeeper did to signify that this match is underway. Both men circle each other. They finally tie up. Jay goes for the waist lock. Brett counters it with a waist lock of his own. Jay then reverses it with an standing arm lock. Brett is now down on one knee as Jay wrenches Brett’s arm. Brett managed to counter it by doing a couple of flips on the mat before turning it into an arm wrench of his own. Jay is on one knee as Brett wrenches his arm. Jay then executes a flip and a cartwheel to loosen up Brett’s hold. He then pulls his arm off of Brett’s clutches before hitting Brett with a forearm to the face. Jay then runs to the ropes and bounces off it. Jay returns but Brett catches him with an armdrag. Brett places Jay in an arm lock but Jay counters it with a headscissor but Brett managed to get out of it by executing a kip up. Brett attempts a forearm smash but Jay blocks it. Jay attempts a roundhouse kick but Brett ducks out of it. They have a stand off as the crowd applauds the effort of both men so far.
They circle each other again sizing each other up. They finally lock up. Jay places Brett in a headlock. Brett struggles to get out of the headlock as Jay stiffens the hold. Brett backs Jay into the ropes before sending him across the ring with the Irish whip. Jay bounces off the rope and he returns with a shoulder tackle to Brett that sends Brett down to the mat. Jay runs to the opposite ropes and bounces off it again. Jay returns but Brett drops down to the mat but Jay just leaps over him. Jay’s momentum carried him to the ropes again as he bounces off of it again. Jay returns as Brett gets to his feet and leapfrogs Jay. Jay then stops behind Brett and grabs Brett from the behind with a waist lock. Jay pushes Brett to the ropes attempting an Oklahoma roll but Brett managed to hold to the ropes with Jay flipping back to the mat by himself. Brett charges toward Jay. Brett takes Jay down with a lariat that almost took the head of Jay. Brett is now going for the cover…
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…KICK OUT!!
Both men quickly get to their feet as Jay backs up to the corner. Brett follows him there. Brett then hits Jay with a forearm smash before Brett pulls Jay’s arm attempting an Irish whip but Jay counters it. Jay then hits Brett with a European uppercut that sent Brett staggering to the corner. Jay then walks over to the opposite corner before charging towards Brett but Brett gets both his boot up hitting Jay in the face. Brett then jumps up the turnbuckle. Brett goes airborne as he hits Jay with a front dropkick. Brett then hooks the leg for the cover…
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…SHOULDER UP!!
Brett then quickly gets to his feet. He then picks Jay up by the head. Brett then hooks Jay’s arm as he sets him up for a suplex. Jay powers out of it by punching Brett in the gut that made Brett release Jay. Jay then barrages Brett with a series of strikes that includes a couple of forearm smash, a knife edge chop, a European uppercut before ending it with a standing dropkick that send Brett down to the mat. Jay then drops down to the mat as he goes for the lateral press. Here’s the cover…
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…KICK OUT!!
Jay quickly gets to his feet. He then grabs Brett by the hair picking him up. Jay then sends Brett the ropes before meeting him with a corkscrew elbow smash that he calls the “Hot Revolver” that sends Brett Adams to the mat once again. Jay again drops down to the mat as he hooks Brett leg’s up for the cover…
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…KICK OUT!!
Jay gets to his feet. He then picks Brett up again. Jay hits Brett with a forearm smash. Brett retaliates with a forearm smash of his own. Jay then chops Brett. Brett hits Jay with a stiff shoot kick to the chest. Jay executes a European uppercut that rocked Brett and made him struggle. Jay runs the ropes. Jay bounces off the rope and returns but Brett catches him with snap sidewalk slam. Brett then hooks the leg up…
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…KICK OUT!!
Brett quickly gets to his feet. He then picks Jay up by the head. He then hooks Jay’s arm up again as he does a cut throat gesture to the crowd. He then shows off his strength by raising the much bigger Jay Price to a vertical suplex lift but counters it with snap DDT that drove Brett’s head to the mat before hooking up for the pin…
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…KICK OUT!!
Brett quickly gets to his feet. Brett then charges towards Jay who is still down on one knee. Brett then hits Jay with a forearm smash. Jay then retaliates with a chop as he continues to get back to his feet. Brett hits him with a forearm smash again. Jay grabs Brett and retaliates with a European uppercut. Jay then hits to the ropes but was meet by a Brett’s roundhouse kick to the head when he bounces back off that made Jay staggers. Brett then hits the ropes but Jay thwarted him with a sick lariat upon returning! Jay choose not to go for the cover. Instead he picks Brett up and locks him in a waist lock. He then throws Brett off across the ring via a German Suplex. Jay then crawls towards him as he goes for the cover…
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…SHOULDER UP!!
We can see the frustration on Jay’s face as he gets to the official’s face. Jay just shrugs it off as he picks Brett up by the head before motioning a cut throat gesture. He then kicks the opponent in the stomach and then pulls him into an underhook set up. Jay then shouts as he fires up the crowd but Brett manage to twist himself out of the predicament. Jay then charges toward Brett but Brett meets him with a back elbow that send Jay down to the canvas! The crowd is on their feet as Brett stalks Jay who is now struggling to get to his feet. Jay is down in one knee when Brett charges towards him! Brett uses Jay’s knee to launch himself into a Shining Wizard that sends Jay back down to the mat! Brett follows it up with a cover as the crowd is on their feet…
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Brett rolls out of Jay as he stares at the ceiling while Alexis Lace announces him as the winner. He then gets to his feet and looks at Jay Price who is now on one knee and is look at him. Both men gets to their feet as they look each other. Jay then walks over to Brett as we can see the guys talking. Jay then suddenly reaches out his hand to Brett. Brett looks at it as Jay is persuading him to shake it. Brett hesitantly takes Jay’s hand and shakes it. Jay then in turn, raises Brett’s arm as they celebrate in the ring.
Winner: Brett Adams
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Jay Price and Brett Adams’ celebration continues as “Battle On” by War of Ages starts to play throughout the arena. The crowd is on their feet in anticipation as Tyler Graves comes out from the behind the curtain. He is in his ring gear plus his one of the shirt from his newly released Tapout Tyler Graves series He then strolls down the ramp as he slaps some hands of the fans at ramp side before he stops at the bottom of the ramp. He then looks around at the whole arena as the crowd showers him with cheers. He then climbs the ring stairs before entering the ring in between the top and bottom rope. He looks at both Jay and Brett as he smiles at them. He then goes to the corner and asks Alexis Lace for a microphone. Alexis Lace hands him a microphone. Tyler pounds the microphone to check if it’s on. A low feedback emanates through the whole arena as Tyler raises the microphone up to his mouth. He faces both Jay Price and Brett Adams before facing the crowd again.
Tyler: I want you all to give it up for Jay Price and Brett Adams for an awesome match.
The crowd gives Adams and Price an ovation. The decibel level in the arena is off the charts. Tyler places his finger in between his nose and mouth to hush the crowd. He then raises the microphone again to his mouth.
Tyler: If these two guys are the indication of what is in store for the future of PWX then I am fucking stoke for it. See these two guys right here just showed you what Pro Wrestling is all about. These two guys just proved to you that you don’t even need storylines just to get over. These two guys just proved to you guys that you don’t need any kind of stupid and cartoonish gimmick just to get over. Most of all… These two guys just showed you what PWX is all about!
Tyler pauses as the crowd is now chanting…
Crowd: PWX! PWX! PWX!
Tyler then turns to both Price and Adams.
Tyler: You guys are amazing and I cant wait to step into the ring with each one of you in the near future…
Tyler then turns back towards the crowd of the packed St. Andrews Hall in Detroit, Michigan.
Tyler: But that’s not all I’m out here for… See most of you know what I went through this past month. You all saw what happened to my sister Tylene and the brutal attack that had happened to her that almost took her life. You saw when Antonio Lopez came out from that same curtain and revealed to me that he is the one who attacked my sister before beating me with a Singapore cane inside this very ring before I decimate him the next week and driving him off of PWX forever. You all saw when Creed made his presence felt attacking me violently before revealing that he masterminded Tylene’s attack just to get my attention that leads to us brawling all over the place each and every week before finally settling our differences at End Game in where I finally ended his reign of terror….
Tyler takes another pause as the crowd is just listening to him in anticipation.
Tyler: But not why I’m here. Let’s go to the business at hand. See I know you’re asking yourselves why I’m smiling like this. Why I look so excited. Well it’s because I was given the honor of introducing this next person. See a few months ago, this person was laid out on her own pool of blood inside of her own locker room…
Tyler was interrupted by the roaring of the crowd.
Tyler: I take it that you already know why I am talking about... So without further adieu… Ladies and Gentlemen… I give you PWX’s resident interviewer… and my sister… TYLENE GRAVES!!
“My World” by Avril Lavigne blast throughout the arena as the fans got out of their seats. Tylene comes out from the back as the crowd gives her a warm reception. She then strolls down to the ramp slapping some hands along the way. She then climbs the ring steps as Tyler is waiting for her while he holds the top and middle rope wide open. Tylene gets in between them and into the ring. Tyler then lets go of the ropes and they embraced. Tyler lets go of her sister before he moves into the corner applauding his sister as we can clearly see both of them tearing up a bit. Tylene goes to the middle of the ring as she blows kisses towards the crowd as the crowd chants…
Crowd: WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK!
Tylene and Tyler embraced again as the crowd continues to give them an ovation and the decibel level in the arena is off the charts. Tyler hands Tylene the microphone but before Tylene could ever speak, “Perfect Insanity” by Disturbed plays throughout the whole arena as the crowd erupts in a chorus of boos. Brian Hollywood comes out from the back already in his ring gear. He then strolls cockily on to the ramp on his way to the ring. He then reaches the ringside area and he quickly makes his way to the ring steps. He slowly ascends it before entering between the top and middle ropes. Tyler then meets him ans they stand face to face, nose to nose with each other. Tylene then gets in between them as she tries to hold her brother back. Brian Hollywood then turns Tylene before snatching the microphone from her. This irate Tyler Graves but Tylene is trying to calm him down.
Brian: Listen to her Tyler. I mean I don’t want to lay out in this ring without you having the chance to fight back.
Tyler continues to shout at him as the fans showers him with boos and debris.
Brian: First of all, I would like to welcome Tylene Graves back to PWX. Finally, Shawn Lester will be able to get laid again.
Tyler becomes more irate and so is Tylene but Tylene just keeps holding her brother back. The crowd continues to boo Brian.
Brian: What? You and Shawn weren’t an item? Because that’s what he told me. He said you two used to do it at JPO’s office. He even told me you like to swallow.
Tylene is now the one shouting at Brian as Tyler tries to calm her down.
Brian: So that wasn’t true? I guess me and Shawn need to talk after the show. I already taught him something about telling the truth. Why does he always keep feeding me with his lies…
The crowd continues to boo him as they chant…
Crowd: SHUT THE FUCK UP!! (clap-clap-clap-clapclapclap) SHUT THE FUCK UP!! (clap-clap-clap-clapclapclap)
Brian: Anyways, I’m sorry to interrupt your Kodak moments awhile ago. See I’m out here to just remind Tyler Graves to savor whatever it is happening to you right now. Because in a matter of minutes, I will be having my own Kodak moments right here in this very ring.
He then walks towards Tyler. Brian then gets in the face of Tyler.
Brian: And that is me hitting the Executive Promise on you.
Tyler had enough as he suddenly levels Brian Hollywood with a huge slap that sent Brian Hollywood down to the mat. We can see a referee running from the back. The ref suddenly slides into the ring as Tyler continues to stomp Brian Hollywood. The referee pulls Tyler back off of Brian Hollywood as Tylene exits the ring. The referee backs Tyler up to his corner as he checks on Brian Hollywood who is still down on the mat. Tyler removes his t-shirt and threw it the crowd as he looks on to Hollywood who is now being helped up by the referee into his corner.
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First Time Ever:
Tyler Graves vs Brian Hollywood
The referee calls for the bell and the match officially begins. Tyler Graves immediately charges towards Hollywood as he goes to work on Hollywood by immediately brawling with Hollywood. Brian Hollywood attempts to pull away from Tyler Graves, but Graves pulls him back in and immediately locks in a headlock at the beginning of this match. He holds Hollywood in the headlock for a bit, slowly working on weakening Hollywood’s neck before Brian bits Tyler Graves’ arm using a heelish tactic. As Tyler sits on the ground and shakes his hand; Hollywood immediately bounces off the ropes and delivers a dropkick straight to Tyler Graves’ face. As Graves lies still on the ground; Hollywood systematically stomps all over Tyler Graves. After a while, the crowd begins to clap their hands to attempt to resurrect Tyler Graves.
However, as the crowd cheers; Hollywood taunts them and their cheers turn to boos as he hits an Irish Whip on the turnbuckle. He jumps in the air and attempts to land a leg drop, but Tyler Graves dodges it. Brian Hollywood lands on his butt and reels around in pain for a moment. As Tyler Graves stands up; he stands into position for a moment and waits for Hollywood to get back on his feet. He immediately goes for a suplex attempt; however, Hollywood reverses it. But as Hollywood holds Tyler graves up for a moment; Graves immediately swings himself down and lands a snap suplex on Hollywood. The crowd starts erupting and chanting “This is wrestling!”
As Tyler Graves smiles and energizes the crowd more; he doesn’t see that Brian Hollywood creeping up slowly behind him. Hollywood stands up and lands a round house kick to the back of Tyler Graves’ head. The crowd explodes and starts chanting “Hollywood sucks!” Hollywood picks Tyler Graves up and lands a DDT on Tyler Graves and starts to land some punches to the skull of Tyler Graves. However, after Hollywood becomes more aggressive, the referee begins to count to make sure Hollywood doesn’t do too much damage.
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Hollywood immediately stops punching Tyler Graves. Graves wobbles up to his feet and Hollywood nails a clothesline to take Tyler down again. He logs in a Figure Four Leg Lock and holds Tyler Graves into it for a while. The fans begin a “Let’s go Tyler” chant and Tyler immediately crawls towards the ropes. He grabs onto it and the referee begins the five-count again.
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Reluctantly, Hollywood lets the hold go and rises to his feet. Tyler stumbles and grabs onto the ropes Hollywood immediately charges him, but Tyler tosses Hollywood over the top rope and towards the outside of the ring. Tyler Irish Whips into and leaps onto the top rope and lands a diving crossbody onto Brian Hollywood on the outside. Tyler and Brian immediately brawl the outside for a bit.
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Tyler pushes Hollywood back into the steel steps. He climbs the ring apron and runs towards the opposite turnbuckle. Tyler rushes towards Hollywood, leaps and lands a missile drop kick into Hollywood’s chest. This pushes the steel steps back for a moment.
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Tyler slides towards the inside as Brian Hollywood gets back up onto his feet. As he rests on the outside for a short moment he realizes he’s almost out of time.
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Brian Hollywood slides back into the ring. Tyler sets up for the End Point and as Hollywood reaches for the ropes and gets to his feet; Tyler grabs Hollywood and hits his finisher on him near the ropes. The referee begins the count.
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Brian Hollywood places his foot onto the ropes before the referee could finish the count. Both men struggle back to their feet as they are exhausted from their match. Brian Hollywood reaches his feet as Tyler Graves sluggishly makes it towards his. Both men exchange a few blows with a chorus of “boo, yay” chants before Brian Hollywood grabs Tyler’s fist, swings him around and lands a trifecta of German suplexes. Brian Hollywood locks in a dragon sleeper to weaken Graves’ neck even more; however, Graves makes it over towards the bottom ropes, grabs on, and Hollywood immediately releases the hold. He climbs up towards the top turnbuckle and motions for Zion’s rapture leg drop. The crowd immediately erupts into a “You screwed Zion” chant.
Tyler Graves finally makes it to his knees and Brian Hollywood lands a perfect Rapture Leg Drop. Brian pulls Tyler away from the ropes and sets up for The Executive Promise. As Tyler makes it up towards his feet; Hollywood immediately lands it perfectly across his chin. Hollywood makes a cover on Tyler…
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Tyler Graves amazingly kicks out of Brian Hollywood’s special. Hollywood immediately flares up, grabs Tyler, and attempts to land a Lay Off on Tyler, but Tyler pushes Hollywood into the referee and knocks him out and then lands a Spinning Fisherman Buster. Tyler picks up Hollywood and lands T-Bone Suplex on Hollywood. Tyler locks in an Arm Trap Crossface, but after a few minutes, Graves realizes the referee got accidently knocked out. He goes over to wake the referee up, but Hollywood blindsides Graves and low blows him. The crowd begins to chant “Hollywood sucks.” Brian sets up for the Executive Promise; however, the lights immediately go off and “Crawl” by Breaking Benjamin hits. As the referee comes to, Brian looks around to see if he can find Darin Zion; however, as he turns around, Graves is standing over him behind him and lands the End Point on Hollywood in the middle of the ring. The referee goes for the count.
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Winner: Tyler Graves
As Tyler Graves leaves the ring and celebrates, Brian Hollywood looks livid. He argues with the referee for a few minutes before being struck in the back of the head with a chair by a fan in a black ski mask. The man reveals himself to be Darin Zion. Darin Zion violently strikes Brian Hollywood with the steel chair multiple times, which in turn, causes Brian to bleed. Zion removes his shirt and immediately starts smearing the blood of Hollywood on his chest before he walks towards the back leaving Hollywood completely leveled.
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[The camera opens up in Darin Zion’s locker room. The lights are dimmed in the room and you can barely see anything around you. It is deathly silent in the room and you can hear the camera man slowly creep in, looking for Darin Zion. As he creeps around the locker room, Zion’s familiar, yet creepy voice slices through the air.]
Zion: Disturbing my peace are you PWX camera crew?
[The camera crew remains silent as Zion slowly approaches them with his head looking down towards the ground. His head is covered with a black towel to conceal his face.]
Zion: You might as well come see my ugliness now since I’m sure that’s what your boss wants you to do. After all, this type of “reality” television supposedly puts butts in seats. I CAN’T image why.
[As Zion cackles eerily, he grabs the hand of one of the PWX camera a guides them towards a couple of candles. However, as the camera crew approaches; the audience and the crew discover that it’s only one candle reflecting on a mirror. Zion sits down on the ground and pulls a member of the camera crew down with him. He reaches up for the towel that covers his head.]
Zion: Time for the big unveiling!
[Zion sadistically laughs as he quickly pulls off the towel covering his head. He continues to look towards the ground for a few moments, allowing his golden blonde hair in the mirror. He slowly raises his head towards the mirror, revealing his perfect smile and perfect looks. The audience can see the camera man’s face in the mirror. He looks confused. However, Zion does not pick up on his facial expressions.]
Zion: It’s HIDEOUS, isn’t it? Isn’t IT?!
[The camera man pauses for a moment before answering. He takes a big gulp as you can see different angles of the situation happen. Finally, in a cowardice tone, the camera man responds timidly to Zion.]
Camera Man: It’s….not….actually…..that….um……….bad!
[Zion turns around for a moment and hovers over the camera man. You can see the rest of the camera men scatter as Zion approaches the guy who answered him. He slowly but sickly moves in towards his face, grabs the guys collar and proceeds to angrily stare him down in the face.]
Zion: Well what the fuck do you know? You’re a piece of shit camera man.
[Zion throws the man back into the bench and grabs the mirror from the corner. He picks it up and smashes it violently across the camera man’s head. As the glass shatters around the room; it tears open the camera man’s forehead and he begins to profusely bleed on the ground. Zion slowly walks over and reaches for the camera and aims his face directly into it. He violently shakes the camera as he speaks.]
Zion: YOU SEE THIS FACE, PWX? It’s the face only a mother could love.
[Zion tosses the camera as another member of the camera crew slowly walks in and continues to film Zion. He watches Zion weep in the corner for a minute before he continues to talk to himself aloud.]
Zion: This face has seen the most horrible event happen. He had to watch “HER” die in his hands. He had to watch “HER” take the bullet to the back of the brain. He had to see “HER” scream out in complete pain. And he had to watch “HER” take “HER” final breath. He couldn’t stop it from happening and he was forced to watch every moment unfold. Every single pain driven moment unfold within his hands.
[Zion continues to weep and starts bang his head onto the lockers.]
Zion: The pain was so great that I had to cover it up and change my identity. I had no other choice. It tore the very fabric of my soul to the point that I could not even bring myself to get out of bed since the day it happened. Anytime someone would call my name or I would see my face in the mirror; it tore my heart in half. In fact, the day of her funeral; I wanted to crawl into the ground with her.
[He drops to his knees and looks up towards the sky almost with a beam of light in his eyes.]
Zion: But it was that day when I realized that I had to take vengeance on the world and I met my soon to be mentor, Noah. It was he who trained me in the art of vigilante justice and gave me a new identity known to PWX and the world as Valencio. It was an identity that felt complete and it felt whole. In fact, it gave me a purpose in this world again. It made me feel like I was needed and could bring a smile to the world’s faces.
[Zion stands up and walks towards another corner of his locker room. He walks up and reaches over for Valencio’s old saber he left in the corner. He swings it around comfortably as he continues his rant.]
Zion: I would stab villains, slice thieves, and I would unmercilessly slaughter the murderers that each society had. It felt so rewarding to get my revenge against those who caused me the greatest pain in the world.
[Suddenly, Zion drops the sword down to the ground and shakes his fist aggressively. His stature becomes possessed, almost as if he could kill.]
Zion: However, that was until that vile, cheating, piece of shit, Brian Hollywood had to ruthlessly take away my identity last night.
[The scene quickly fades to a replay of End Game.]
[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!
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3....The referee calls for the bell as Hollywood gets to his feet.
Alexis Lace: Here is your winner....BRIAN HOLLYWOOD!
[The scene flash again to the Darin Zion’s unveiling.]
[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 and reveals Darin Zion’s face.]
[We flash back to Zion staring heatedly off into the distance.]
Zion: Hollywood, I will never forgive you for your heinous actions last week at End Game. You once again proved how shitty of a friend you truly are. I trusted you with my secret because I figured you would be mature enough to put the past beside us. However, you were stupid enough to let your pride and your selfishness take away something that comforted me and helped ease my soul.
[Zion pauses and laughs sadistically for a moment. He turns around and realizes another member of the camera crew is in his locker room. He quickly approaches him and steals the camera and looks evilly into the camera as he kicks the other cameraman in the crotch. The camera man reels on the floor in pain for a moment as Zion speaks.]
Zion: So I made a decision, one that will have YOUR BLOOD on my hands. In fact, it will not only your blood on my hands, but it could have my blood on your hands as well. But I could care less about my blood, Brian. For you see, now that I’ve lost something important to me, so now; I shall take something of importance away from you.
[Zion paces for a moment before setting the camera down on his bench.]
Zion: And who knows, Brian; you might actually learn an important lesson about your “friend” Darin Zion. You may finally learn that when you cross my path; it will cost you your…..
[Zion has moved off screen at this moment. He immediately rushes towards the camera and punts it across the room. The scene completely fades to static but you can hear Zion’s sinister laughter in the background. He speaks in a possessed voice.]
Zion: SOUL!
[Zion continues to laugh sadstisically as the scene fades to black.]
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(We cut to the back of St. Andrew's Hall where Shawn Lester has scored himself an exclusive interview with the PWX Next Generation champion, X-Treme Dream. He is already in his wrestling gear: a pair of black boots, some mid-cut red tights with black trim, and a classic 'Got Blood?' T-shirt. Shawn Lester has gone as far to set up some chairs and got a spotlight to shine on Dream. Dream is sure to showcase his belts, as the NG title lays in his lap and the G-2 TV title is thrown across his right shoulder. He is wearing his signature smirk as Shawn gets ready to get things started.)
Shawn Lester - "We are live in Detroit tonight and I have been privileged enough to get a sit down interview with our current Next Generation champion, X-Treme Dream. On behalf of all the PWX staff and fans, let me congratulate you for your victory at 'End Game'. You were the only champion to defend their title successfully. How great is that?"
(Cutting to Dream, he just gives that devilish grin. He clears his throat before he speaks.)
Dream - "Lester...was there ever any doubt in your mind that the 'King of Extreme' would destroy Devon Poole?"
Lester - "Well...given the past meetings between the two of you, the odds were in his favor."
(In a quick response, Dream replies in a very irate tone.)
Dream - "Poole had just gotten lucky! I won't lie, after our first meeting I was a little impressed. But, what pissed me off was that Poole never once showed any respect. He tried to treat me like a rookie, and that shit don't fly with me bro! I don't know if he thought I was just some suburban punk trying to be a wrestler or that I was just some backyard trash. But, I am neither one of those. Just because I was new to the PWX does not mean I had not been around the block a time or two. But look Shawn, right now, Poole is in the past. I shut him up at 'End Game' and there is nothing he can do to change that. He may have gotten those two victories over me early on, but when it mattered...the extreme one prevailed."
Lester - "Speaking of prevailing, what do you think your odds are tonight against 'The Legion's' Ben Stevens?"
"Funny how you throw in 'The Legion' like that..."
Lester - "What? He is a member of the 'The Legion'. Does that make this match any different?"
Dream - "I know what you are trying to get out of me...but Sah'ta Thor is the leader of the 'Empire of Blood'. And I am not at liberty to discuss anything right now, I just know we will be the strongest group to ever step foot into the PWX. And I also know that no one is safe, especially folks like Ben Stevens."
Lester - "Right, back to Stevens. How are you approaching tonight's defense?"
Dream - "Much like Stevens said the other day, he wants the Next Generation title...can't say I blame him." Dream smirks. "But right now, this title is staying with the EoB and me. Whenever I stepped into the ring at 'End Game', no one expected me to walk away with the gold around my waist. But as always, I proved that no one fucks with the 'King of Extreme'. I know people are always so skeptical of me, due to my beginnings. But shit, have I not proved that I can wrestle with the best of them. Just look back at my meeting with Wild in the Hybrid title match...we done it without weapons...I told you all before, I do not need weapons to win. There is just something about that crimson liquid though..."
Lester - "So, are you saying Ben Stevens is lucky that tonight's match is a normal match?"
Dream - "Now you're catching on Shawn."
Lester - "So what kind of strategy do you plan on using tonight?"
Dream - "Well...that is simple enough. I plan on going out there and destroying Ben Stevens...that strategic enough for you Shawn? See, Stevens was just so quick to jump the gun against me. Backyard garbage? Seriously?"
Lester - "Those were his exact words..." Dream cuts him off angrily.
Dream - "I know what the hell he said Lester!"
Lester - "I didn't mean nothing by it..." Lester says hesitantly. "Oh no, look at the time."
Dream - "I'm not done yet Shawn! Ben Stevens, you want to bring out my ugly side? Run your mouth some more bro, and I will put you to sleep like I did DG Poole!" Dream runs his thumb across his throat. "You want evolution? You think the NG title loses credibility around my waist? Well, tonight, I will show you why I am the champion! Rather I defend it against you, Poole, hell...John Pariah...I will walk away the victor. I will be the greatest champion to ever step foot into a PWX ring."
(He points to his eyes and the camera zooms in a little.)
Dream - "These eyes have seen many things in their day...they have seen a lot of wrestlers such as yourself Ben...and they have also seen the same wrestlers laying on their back, staring up at the rafters. So you better learn to respect me...because I am the champion, and when Adrenaline comes to a close...I will still be the champion!"
Lester - "Well there you have it fol..."
(Once again, Dream cuts him off.)
Dream - "I am not done!" He shouts. "I will tell you what I have told a lot of people in the past six months. This is not my first rodeo chief! Just because I took a five year hiatus does not make me a fucking rookie. Long ago, when I first came out of the backyards...I could understand the ridicules. But I am far...far beyond those days. And I will prove that tonight, and once again...I will be victorious. It is going to take an army to get this title from me."
(His face is now red with fury. He points to his eyes again.)
Dream - "These eyes staring at you Ben...these eyes will show you no compassion...no fear...and NO REMORSE!"
(Dream steps out of the chair and throws it to the ground.)
Dream - "Tonight...the Empire will begin their reign of terror! And we are going to start with you, Ben Stevens!"
(He grabs his title belts and storms out of the interview area.)
Lester - "Well, folks, I am Shawn Lester...and that was a very pissed off X-Treme Dream. Detroit, this is the PWX at it's best! And this is why our show is called Adrenaline!"
(Lester stands up and gathers himself after the bad ending to the interview. We cut back to the ring area.)
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Singles Match:
John Pariah vs Roach Cooper
Both men are in the ring already. The ref asks for the bell. The bell is rung. Pariah and Roach circles each other. They lock up. Pariah puts Roach in a headlock. Pariah wrenches it but Roach fights back by pushing Pariah off. Roach hits Pariah a couple of times in the jaw before taking Pariah’s arm. Roach Irish whips Pariah across the ring. Pariah bounces off the ropes. Pariah returns and Roach attempts a huracanrana but Pariah counters it with a powerbomb. Pariah hooks goes for the cover...
...1…
…2…
…KICK OUT!
Pariah rolls Roach out of him before climbing up to his feet. Roach is crawling on the mat as Pariah stalks him. Roach finally gets to his vertical base as he staggeringly turns to Pariah. Pariah catches him in a uranage position. Pariah then hits Roach with his uranage backbreaker/flatliner combo that he calls “Panic Switch”. Roach is out cold as Pariah quickly goes for the cover-but Pariah decides to slap on the Anaconda Vice. The ref shrugs and drops Roach’s arm three times-and calls for the bell
DING DING DING!
Pariah stands up as the referee raises his right arm. He then looks at the fallen Roach Cooper who is still planted on the mat.
Chris: Pariah just knocked him right out.
Winner: John Pariah
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The sounds of a can being cracked open is heard all thought out the backstage area. Everyone from stage hands, to road agents turn around and face the sound. Just then speaking into the frame is none other then the G-2 Heavyweight Championship, The Hardcore Legend.. “Insane” Chris West. The G-2 Belt is around his waste. He’s wearing a G-2 shirt, and his trademarked blue jeans. West has a look of disgust on his face as he’s holding onto a roll of Toilet paper in his right hand, and a cold Canadian beer in his left hand. West looks up into the camera]
Insane: One ply?? Seriously??
[The camera zooms in closer onto the face of the Hardcore Legend. You see some scars on his face from his hardcore was though out his career]
Insane: Here I am showing up within this crappy little arena to give PWX a little star power, and I decided I needed to take a shit. I push, and I push. I was able to push out a three coiler, and I went to wipe my ass.. What do I find??
[West show the toilet paper to the camera]
Insane: One fucking ply Toilet paper..
[West tosses the Toilet paper at one of the road agents as he downs about half the can of cold Canadian beer. He looks back towards the lens of the camera]
Insane: When I take a shit and I wipe my ass I want to feel softness. I don’t want to useless, and waste of money one fucking ply. I guess that what PWX is all about. Its not even worth taking a shit in. PWX is full of pieces of shit. Worthless pieces of shit that isn’t even worth wiping. But, I bet all you marks are asking yourselves just why in the blue hell am I here then?? Why is the G-2 Heavyweight champ wasting his fucking time walking around backstage within the PWX Arena.. Is it about the money??
[West laughs]
Insane: They can’t even afford two ply.. Its not the money. Is it the so-called talent within PWX?? No.. You know why I am here in PWX?? I’m here to give each and everyone of you marks within the crowd, and the other wrestler an up-close look at what a real champion looks like. I’m going to give you all a glimpse at what a true Hardcore Legend does. I won’t be here for long. But, I promise to make an impact…
[The Camera zooms out as Jason Parker Olesen walks into the frame. West looks at him with a “Who the Fuck”.. look within his eyes]
Insane: Can you get my a cup of coffee??
[Olesen just keeps looking at the Hardcore Legend]
Insane: You do speak English, right? Or are you like most of Americans and, You only speak Spanish?. Hell that might explain why PWX is so cheap.. Do you want me to put on a mask and jump around like a fucking Mexican jumping bean? Welcome to the real world sp…
[Olesen’s coughs. You can see his face is getting red from holding back the anger from West going on go a simi racist rant]
Olesen: Are you done, yet?
[West looks at Olesen]
Insane: I’ll be done once you do your fucking job, and get the G-2 Heavyweight champ his cup of coffee.
[Olesen takes a couple deep breath of air]
Olesen: Do you even know who I am?
Insane: does it even matter??
[West takes the belt off his waist and shows Olesen the G-2 Heavyweight belt]
Insane: I’m the G-2 Hea….
[Olesen interrupts West]
Olesen: ENOUGH!!..
[West has a shocked look on his face. He can’t believe someone would yell at him]
Olesen: This isn’t G-2.. This Is PWX!!!
[You hear some clapping from the PWX Staff and Road agents who are backstage listening to West and Olesen]
Insane: Fuck PW…
Olesen: Screw you.. For your info. I actually run this place..
Insane: So you’re the cheap piece of shit who can’t afford two ply..
[Olesen rolls his out of the stupid comments coming from the mouth of the Hardcore Legend]
Olesen: You think PWX wrestlers are worthless pieces of shit?? I tell you what why don’t you shut up next week and I’ll have someone for you to compete against. How about that?
[West cracks a smile]
Insane: Sure.. I could use a workout.. Who is the jobber??
[Olesen gets right into West’s face]
Olesen: How about Tyler Graves??
[West downs the rest of his cold Canadian beer. West looks directly into the eyes of Olesen as West gives him his responds]
Insane: You mean that piece of shit who couldn’t even make it within G-2?? What in the hell?? I’ll bring some three ply so I can wipe Tyler Graves out for good.
Olesen: Man, you’re an asshole.
[West shoves the G-2 Heavyweight belt into Olesen’s face]
Insane: That’s the G-2 Heavyweight champ to you.. Bitch!!
[West backs away and begins to leave.. Olesen turns towards the camera]
Olesen: What an Egotistical piece of crap.. He wants to come here and put us down. I tell you want I’m going to do. Tyler Graves is going to get the chance to shut him up. Next week live on Adrenaline its going to be a first ever fans bring the weapons street fight..
[All of a sudden the empty beer can comes flying towards Olesen. It hits him right in the head. Olesen turns towards West.. As the camera zooms out to get both West and Olesen into the frame]
Insane: You want these marks to bring weapons?? What they will bring keyboards and mouses. Hell, one of them will bring a dead hard drive or two. As look for weapons I tell you want I’ll do. I’m going to bring Mr. Fucking trusty. How about that??
[West leaves the scene]
Olesen: I’ve had enough. Cut the fucking camera. He’s not worth my time anymore.
[Everything fades to black]
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PWX Next Generation Championship Match:
Xtreme Dream © vs Ben Stevens
The bell rings and the two superstars immediately get the match underway. Stevens attempts a quick clothesline only for Dream to take him down with one of his own before he can follow through with it. Dream then goes for some stiff punches to the head of Stevens on the ground. Dream clearly proving why he deserves to be apart of the Empire of Blood continues his ruthless and merciless assault on Stevens. The ref begins to warn Dream before making the 5 count.
1...
2...
3...
4...
..before the ref got to 5, Dream halts the assault and stands up only to receive boos from the crowd. Dream is definately in a state of mind of destruction tonight as he looks to end off Stevens early. He throws his hands in an "X" and signals for the X Drop. Stevens makes it to his feet and as Dream attempts the move, Stevens swiftly dodges it and sweeps Dream's feet taking Dream down to the mat. After the sweep, Stevens quickly nails a mid air moonsault on the champion. Stevens goes for the cover.
1...
2...
...KICKOUT!
Dream kicks out strong as Stevens stands him back up. He tries to go for an arm lock, but Dream dodges. Dream then attempts a german suplex but Stevens flips out of it and behind Dream. Stevens then nails an Edgeomatic taking Dream down once again. Stevens drops for the cover.
1...
2....
THR......KICKOUT!
Dream once again kicks out. Stevens proceeds in nailing lefts and rights on the downed champion. Stevens stands up as Dream finally makes it to his feet. Stevens runs towards the ropes and bounces off and takes Dream back down with a Huricana. The crowd cheers a bit as Stevens heads for the top rope. Stevens gestures the crowd and launches off the top and hits Dream with a leg drop. Stevens goes for the cover.
1....
2....
THRE.......KICKOUT!
Dream just gets his shoulder up right before the ref could call the three count. Stevens just sits there a little startled as he gets back to his feet. He looks around the arena and yells out to the crowd. He makes his turn back around and signals for the ONK. He waits patiently as Dream makes it back to his feet. He starts the charge at Dream but Dream quickly nails an Ensugiri sending Stevens falling on his back. Dream goes for the cover on Stevens.
1...
2..
...all of a sudden Dream smiles and lifts Stevens shoulder up from the mat. He smiles evilly as he stands back up. The crowd boos on at Dream's actions. Dream goes to the turnbuckle and climbs it. He targets Stevens and jumps off nailing a springboard leg drop from the top. He connects and goes for the cover.
1....
2....
...THR....KICKOUT!
Stevens kicks out as the crowd lightly cheers. Dream looks irate now as he stands up and begins to look on in frustration at the ref. He argues with him for awhile right when Stevens comes to. Stevens all of a sudden rolls Dream up in a roll up.
1....
2...
THR.....KICKOUT!
Dream once again powers out as he quickly gets to his feet. Stevens stands back up and Dream attempts the "X Drop" again. Stevens flips out of it and attempts the ONK. Dream ducks and grabs Stevens and hits the X Drop on him sending him down to the canvas. Dream drops down and covers the fallen Stevens.
1.....
2....
THREE!
Dream stands back up as "The Crimson" blasts the PA System. The referee hands him the Next Generation Championship as Dream holds his hands up high in the air. He then crosses them in the form of the X and leaves the ring.
WINNER AND STILL NEXT GENERATION CHAMPION, X-TREME DREAM
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Monday, December 14th 2009
St. Andrews Hall
Detroit, MI
[Respect Is Earned]
[The crowd is roaring-as the lights go out and “Hand of God” by Black Market Hero hits the PA System. The crowd erupts with a “That Was Awesome” and “Match of the Year” Chant. John Pariah steps out onto the stage, wearing a black dress shirt, and a pair of black dress pants. His hair is pulled back, and his beard is shaved down to a light goatee. His head in bandaged, and he is wearing a pair of dark sunglasses.]
Alexis Lace: Please welcome…the Second City Savior…John Pariah!!
[Pariah heads down the ramp, and surveys the arena. He slowly climbs into the ring, and takes the mic from Alexis Lace as the crowd continues their chanting.]
John Pariah: Six months ago, I set out with a mission. That mission was to save one Daniel Szatkowski from the disease and filth of sports entertainment. That mission, was so clear to not only myself-but to the New Dawn as well. Well, I told everyone that my mission would be complete at End Game-and I can whole heartedly say…it was.
Chris: What? He lost?!
Pariah: There’s someone who I would like to ask out to the ring tonight. That man, is a man who over the last six months-I have come to know extremely well. That man, as much as it pains me to say-has put me through hell and back, and beat me at my own game one week ago tonight. Daniel, would you PLEASE come to the ring?
[Pariah holds the mic away-and looks at the stage. No answer]
Pariah: No tricks Danny, no fighting, there’s something I need to say.
[“Epic” hits the PA System, as Danny Szatkowski steps onto the stage. His body is equally bandaged and broken. There is no sign of Mikey Jones anywhere. He slowly climbs into the ring, and takes a mic from the ring attendant.]
Danny: What John? After the last six months, what the hell else could you possibly have to say to me? You’ve said everything under the sun! You, you’ve talked about how you were going to save me, talked about making me a martyr, you even went and drug my family into this twisted little game of yours. What in the blue hell could you have to add to that John?
Pariah: Just, one more thing Danny. Here me out. I called you out here-because I wanted to say… Congratulations.
Ricky: What?
Danny: What?
Pariah: Congratulations Danny. You did it-you proved me wrong and beat me in my own game. These fans-for the last six months have been riding you, they didn’t trust that you were here for PWX-and that you were just waving the flag of NCW. For the last six months Daniel-these people-my people have been giving you more grief than Tommy Dreamer ever had in ECW. To them, you are PWX’s Tommy Dreamer.
Danny: What are you talking about?
Pariah: Listen…
Crowd: Thank You Danny. *clap clap clapclapclap*…Thank You Danny. *Clap clap clapclapclap*
Chris: These fans are actually chanting for Danny Szatkowski.
Ricky: That’s news to me.
Pariah: They respect you now Danny. These fans, these PWX fans-they don’t respect sports entertainers. The fans of this company-respect PROFESSIONAL WRESTLERS. People who leave their craft in this very ring. Daniel, you earned their trust, and earned their respect, and for that Danny, you’ve earned mine.
Chris: WHAT?
Pariah: You didn’t need me to save you Daniel. You saved yourself. Last week, you proved it to the world a thousand times over, that you are one of the greatest PRO WRESTLERS this company has ever seen. That’s why I asked my brother to do me a favor.
Danny: What favor is that?
Pariah: I know you’ve been stressed lately Daniel, I asked him to give you a leave of absence-with pay. We all saw the fire you had at End Game, he wants you to go home, rest up-and then when you come back Danny: its time to step up in the worl. It’s time you came to the big leagues.
Danny: a leave of absence?
Pariah: Yeah-oh, and I wanted to say one other thing too. I’m sorry.
Chris: WHAT?
Pariah: I’m sorry about your grandfather. I know that feeling all to well…
Danny: Yeah..I guess..
Pariah: And theres one more thing I have for you.
Chris: What is this?
Ricky: THE SWERVE!!!
Chris:..i doubt it..we didn’t give Vince Russo a job here…he’s too busy in Hogan Land
[Pariah reaches into his pocket, and pulls something out.]
Pariah: I believe, this belongs to you.
[He hands Danny his grandmothers golden cross necklace. The symbol that started this entire war.]
Pariah: Also..one more thing.
[He motions for the ring girl to hand him something. She hands him a bag, and he opens it-removing the NCW Pure Championship. He hands it to Danny, who reluctantly takes it.]
Pariah: You deserve this Danny, no tricks, no lies, no gimmicks. You beat me clean in the center of this ring-at my own game no less. Welcome Danny, welcome to the big time.
[Pariah extends his hand for a handshake. Danny looks confused as he looks at the golden cross, as well as the NCW Pure Championship. He slings it over his shoulder, and surveys the crowd.]
Crowd: SHAKE HIS HAND. SHAKE HIS HAND. SHAKE HIS HAND.
[Reluctantly, Danny extends his hand, and shakes Pariah as the crowd erupts.]
Crowd: Thank You Danny *clap clap clapclapclap* Thank You Danny
[“Epic” hits the PA System-as John Pariah raises Danny Szatkowski’s hand. Fade to black]
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Singles Match:
Jay Price vs Brett Adams
Brett Adams and Jay Price stare at each other from their respective corner. The ref asks the timekeeper to ring the bell and the timekeeper did to signify that this match is underway. Both men circle each other. They finally tie up. Jay goes for the waist lock. Brett counters it with a waist lock of his own. Jay then reverses it with an standing arm lock. Brett is now down on one knee as Jay wrenches Brett’s arm. Brett managed to counter it by doing a couple of flips on the mat before turning it into an arm wrench of his own. Jay is on one knee as Brett wrenches his arm. Jay then executes a flip and a cartwheel to loosen up Brett’s hold. He then pulls his arm off of Brett’s clutches before hitting Brett with a forearm to the face. Jay then runs to the ropes and bounces off it. Jay returns but Brett catches him with an armdrag. Brett places Jay in an arm lock but Jay counters it with a headscissor but Brett managed to get out of it by executing a kip up. Brett attempts a forearm smash but Jay blocks it. Jay attempts a roundhouse kick but Brett ducks out of it. They have a stand off as the crowd applauds the effort of both men so far.
They circle each other again sizing each other up. They finally lock up. Jay places Brett in a headlock. Brett struggles to get out of the headlock as Jay stiffens the hold. Brett backs Jay into the ropes before sending him across the ring with the Irish whip. Jay bounces off the rope and he returns with a shoulder tackle to Brett that sends Brett down to the mat. Jay runs to the opposite ropes and bounces off it again. Jay returns but Brett drops down to the mat but Jay just leaps over him. Jay’s momentum carried him to the ropes again as he bounces off of it again. Jay returns as Brett gets to his feet and leapfrogs Jay. Jay then stops behind Brett and grabs Brett from the behind with a waist lock. Jay pushes Brett to the ropes attempting an Oklahoma roll but Brett managed to hold to the ropes with Jay flipping back to the mat by himself. Brett charges toward Jay. Brett takes Jay down with a lariat that almost took the head of Jay. Brett is now going for the cover…
1…
…KICK OUT!!
Both men quickly get to their feet as Jay backs up to the corner. Brett follows him there. Brett then hits Jay with a forearm smash before Brett pulls Jay’s arm attempting an Irish whip but Jay counters it. Jay then hits Brett with a European uppercut that sent Brett staggering to the corner. Jay then walks over to the opposite corner before charging towards Brett but Brett gets both his boot up hitting Jay in the face. Brett then jumps up the turnbuckle. Brett goes airborne as he hits Jay with a front dropkick. Brett then hooks the leg for the cover…
1…
2…
…SHOULDER UP!!
Brett then quickly gets to his feet. He then picks Jay up by the head. Brett then hooks Jay’s arm as he sets him up for a suplex. Jay powers out of it by punching Brett in the gut that made Brett release Jay. Jay then barrages Brett with a series of strikes that includes a couple of forearm smash, a knife edge chop, a European uppercut before ending it with a standing dropkick that send Brett down to the mat. Jay then drops down to the mat as he goes for the lateral press. Here’s the cover…
1…
2…
…KICK OUT!!
Jay quickly gets to his feet. He then grabs Brett by the hair picking him up. Jay then sends Brett the ropes before meeting him with a corkscrew elbow smash that he calls the “Hot Revolver” that sends Brett Adams to the mat once again. Jay again drops down to the mat as he hooks Brett leg’s up for the cover…
1…
2…
…KICK OUT!!
Jay gets to his feet. He then picks Brett up again. Jay hits Brett with a forearm smash. Brett retaliates with a forearm smash of his own. Jay then chops Brett. Brett hits Jay with a stiff shoot kick to the chest. Jay executes a European uppercut that rocked Brett and made him struggle. Jay runs the ropes. Jay bounces off the rope and returns but Brett catches him with snap sidewalk slam. Brett then hooks the leg up…
1…
2…
…KICK OUT!!
Brett quickly gets to his feet. He then picks Jay up by the head. He then hooks Jay’s arm up again as he does a cut throat gesture to the crowd. He then shows off his strength by raising the much bigger Jay Price to a vertical suplex lift but counters it with snap DDT that drove Brett’s head to the mat before hooking up for the pin…
1…
2…
…KICK OUT!!
Brett quickly gets to his feet. Brett then charges towards Jay who is still down on one knee. Brett then hits Jay with a forearm smash. Jay then retaliates with a chop as he continues to get back to his feet. Brett hits him with a forearm smash again. Jay grabs Brett and retaliates with a European uppercut. Jay then hits to the ropes but was meet by a Brett’s roundhouse kick to the head when he bounces back off that made Jay staggers. Brett then hits the ropes but Jay thwarted him with a sick lariat upon returning! Jay choose not to go for the cover. Instead he picks Brett up and locks him in a waist lock. He then throws Brett off across the ring via a German Suplex. Jay then crawls towards him as he goes for the cover…
1…
2…
…SHOULDER UP!!
We can see the frustration on Jay’s face as he gets to the official’s face. Jay just shrugs it off as he picks Brett up by the head before motioning a cut throat gesture. He then kicks the opponent in the stomach and then pulls him into an underhook set up. Jay then shouts as he fires up the crowd but Brett manage to twist himself out of the predicament. Jay then charges toward Brett but Brett meets him with a back elbow that send Jay down to the canvas! The crowd is on their feet as Brett stalks Jay who is now struggling to get to his feet. Jay is down in one knee when Brett charges towards him! Brett uses Jay’s knee to launch himself into a Shining Wizard that sends Jay back down to the mat! Brett follows it up with a cover as the crowd is on their feet…
1…
2…
…THREE!!
Brett rolls out of Jay as he stares at the ceiling while Alexis Lace announces him as the winner. He then gets to his feet and looks at Jay Price who is now on one knee and is look at him. Both men gets to their feet as they look each other. Jay then walks over to Brett as we can see the guys talking. Jay then suddenly reaches out his hand to Brett. Brett looks at it as Jay is persuading him to shake it. Brett hesitantly takes Jay’s hand and shakes it. Jay then in turn, raises Brett’s arm as they celebrate in the ring.
Winner: Brett Adams
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Jay Price and Brett Adams’ celebration continues as “Battle On” by War of Ages starts to play throughout the arena. The crowd is on their feet in anticipation as Tyler Graves comes out from the behind the curtain. He is in his ring gear plus his one of the shirt from his newly released Tapout Tyler Graves series He then strolls down the ramp as he slaps some hands of the fans at ramp side before he stops at the bottom of the ramp. He then looks around at the whole arena as the crowd showers him with cheers. He then climbs the ring stairs before entering the ring in between the top and bottom rope. He looks at both Jay and Brett as he smiles at them. He then goes to the corner and asks Alexis Lace for a microphone. Alexis Lace hands him a microphone. Tyler pounds the microphone to check if it’s on. A low feedback emanates through the whole arena as Tyler raises the microphone up to his mouth. He faces both Jay Price and Brett Adams before facing the crowd again.
Tyler: I want you all to give it up for Jay Price and Brett Adams for an awesome match.
The crowd gives Adams and Price an ovation. The decibel level in the arena is off the charts. Tyler places his finger in between his nose and mouth to hush the crowd. He then raises the microphone again to his mouth.
Tyler: If these two guys are the indication of what is in store for the future of PWX then I am fucking stoke for it. See these two guys right here just showed you what Pro Wrestling is all about. These two guys just proved to you that you don’t even need storylines just to get over. These two guys just proved to you guys that you don’t need any kind of stupid and cartoonish gimmick just to get over. Most of all… These two guys just showed you what PWX is all about!
Tyler pauses as the crowd is now chanting…
Crowd: PWX! PWX! PWX!
Tyler then turns to both Price and Adams.
Tyler: You guys are amazing and I cant wait to step into the ring with each one of you in the near future…
Tyler then turns back towards the crowd of the packed St. Andrews Hall in Detroit, Michigan.
Tyler: But that’s not all I’m out here for… See most of you know what I went through this past month. You all saw what happened to my sister Tylene and the brutal attack that had happened to her that almost took her life. You saw when Antonio Lopez came out from that same curtain and revealed to me that he is the one who attacked my sister before beating me with a Singapore cane inside this very ring before I decimate him the next week and driving him off of PWX forever. You all saw when Creed made his presence felt attacking me violently before revealing that he masterminded Tylene’s attack just to get my attention that leads to us brawling all over the place each and every week before finally settling our differences at End Game in where I finally ended his reign of terror….
Tyler takes another pause as the crowd is just listening to him in anticipation.
Tyler: But not why I’m here. Let’s go to the business at hand. See I know you’re asking yourselves why I’m smiling like this. Why I look so excited. Well it’s because I was given the honor of introducing this next person. See a few months ago, this person was laid out on her own pool of blood inside of her own locker room…
Tyler was interrupted by the roaring of the crowd.
Tyler: I take it that you already know why I am talking about... So without further adieu… Ladies and Gentlemen… I give you PWX’s resident interviewer… and my sister… TYLENE GRAVES!!
“My World” by Avril Lavigne blast throughout the arena as the fans got out of their seats. Tylene comes out from the back as the crowd gives her a warm reception. She then strolls down to the ramp slapping some hands along the way. She then climbs the ring steps as Tyler is waiting for her while he holds the top and middle rope wide open. Tylene gets in between them and into the ring. Tyler then lets go of the ropes and they embraced. Tyler lets go of her sister before he moves into the corner applauding his sister as we can clearly see both of them tearing up a bit. Tylene goes to the middle of the ring as she blows kisses towards the crowd as the crowd chants…
Crowd: WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK!
Tylene and Tyler embraced again as the crowd continues to give them an ovation and the decibel level in the arena is off the charts. Tyler hands Tylene the microphone but before Tylene could ever speak, “Perfect Insanity” by Disturbed plays throughout the whole arena as the crowd erupts in a chorus of boos. Brian Hollywood comes out from the back already in his ring gear. He then strolls cockily on to the ramp on his way to the ring. He then reaches the ringside area and he quickly makes his way to the ring steps. He slowly ascends it before entering between the top and middle ropes. Tyler then meets him ans they stand face to face, nose to nose with each other. Tylene then gets in between them as she tries to hold her brother back. Brian Hollywood then turns Tylene before snatching the microphone from her. This irate Tyler Graves but Tylene is trying to calm him down.
Brian: Listen to her Tyler. I mean I don’t want to lay out in this ring without you having the chance to fight back.
Tyler continues to shout at him as the fans showers him with boos and debris.
Brian: First of all, I would like to welcome Tylene Graves back to PWX. Finally, Shawn Lester will be able to get laid again.
Tyler becomes more irate and so is Tylene but Tylene just keeps holding her brother back. The crowd continues to boo Brian.
Brian: What? You and Shawn weren’t an item? Because that’s what he told me. He said you two used to do it at JPO’s office. He even told me you like to swallow.
Tylene is now the one shouting at Brian as Tyler tries to calm her down.
Brian: So that wasn’t true? I guess me and Shawn need to talk after the show. I already taught him something about telling the truth. Why does he always keep feeding me with his lies…
The crowd continues to boo him as they chant…
Crowd: SHUT THE FUCK UP!! (clap-clap-clap-clapclapclap) SHUT THE FUCK UP!! (clap-clap-clap-clapclapclap)
Brian: Anyways, I’m sorry to interrupt your Kodak moments awhile ago. See I’m out here to just remind Tyler Graves to savor whatever it is happening to you right now. Because in a matter of minutes, I will be having my own Kodak moments right here in this very ring.
He then walks towards Tyler. Brian then gets in the face of Tyler.
Brian: And that is me hitting the Executive Promise on you.
Tyler had enough as he suddenly levels Brian Hollywood with a huge slap that sent Brian Hollywood down to the mat. We can see a referee running from the back. The ref suddenly slides into the ring as Tyler continues to stomp Brian Hollywood. The referee pulls Tyler back off of Brian Hollywood as Tylene exits the ring. The referee backs Tyler up to his corner as he checks on Brian Hollywood who is still down on the mat. Tyler removes his t-shirt and threw it the crowd as he looks on to Hollywood who is now being helped up by the referee into his corner.
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First Time Ever:
Tyler Graves vs Brian Hollywood
The referee calls for the bell and the match officially begins. Tyler Graves immediately charges towards Hollywood as he goes to work on Hollywood by immediately brawling with Hollywood. Brian Hollywood attempts to pull away from Tyler Graves, but Graves pulls him back in and immediately locks in a headlock at the beginning of this match. He holds Hollywood in the headlock for a bit, slowly working on weakening Hollywood’s neck before Brian bits Tyler Graves’ arm using a heelish tactic. As Tyler sits on the ground and shakes his hand; Hollywood immediately bounces off the ropes and delivers a dropkick straight to Tyler Graves’ face. As Graves lies still on the ground; Hollywood systematically stomps all over Tyler Graves. After a while, the crowd begins to clap their hands to attempt to resurrect Tyler Graves.
However, as the crowd cheers; Hollywood taunts them and their cheers turn to boos as he hits an Irish Whip on the turnbuckle. He jumps in the air and attempts to land a leg drop, but Tyler Graves dodges it. Brian Hollywood lands on his butt and reels around in pain for a moment. As Tyler Graves stands up; he stands into position for a moment and waits for Hollywood to get back on his feet. He immediately goes for a suplex attempt; however, Hollywood reverses it. But as Hollywood holds Tyler graves up for a moment; Graves immediately swings himself down and lands a snap suplex on Hollywood. The crowd starts erupting and chanting “This is wrestling!”
As Tyler Graves smiles and energizes the crowd more; he doesn’t see that Brian Hollywood creeping up slowly behind him. Hollywood stands up and lands a round house kick to the back of Tyler Graves’ head. The crowd explodes and starts chanting “Hollywood sucks!” Hollywood picks Tyler Graves up and lands a DDT on Tyler Graves and starts to land some punches to the skull of Tyler Graves. However, after Hollywood becomes more aggressive, the referee begins to count to make sure Hollywood doesn’t do too much damage.
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Hollywood immediately stops punching Tyler Graves. Graves wobbles up to his feet and Hollywood nails a clothesline to take Tyler down again. He logs in a Figure Four Leg Lock and holds Tyler Graves into it for a while. The fans begin a “Let’s go Tyler” chant and Tyler immediately crawls towards the ropes. He grabs onto it and the referee begins the five-count again.
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Reluctantly, Hollywood lets the hold go and rises to his feet. Tyler stumbles and grabs onto the ropes Hollywood immediately charges him, but Tyler tosses Hollywood over the top rope and towards the outside of the ring. Tyler Irish Whips into and leaps onto the top rope and lands a diving crossbody onto Brian Hollywood on the outside. Tyler and Brian immediately brawl the outside for a bit.
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Tyler pushes Hollywood back into the steel steps. He climbs the ring apron and runs towards the opposite turnbuckle. Tyler rushes towards Hollywood, leaps and lands a missile drop kick into Hollywood’s chest. This pushes the steel steps back for a moment.
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Tyler slides towards the inside as Brian Hollywood gets back up onto his feet. As he rests on the outside for a short moment he realizes he’s almost out of time.
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Brian Hollywood slides back into the ring. Tyler sets up for the End Point and as Hollywood reaches for the ropes and gets to his feet; Tyler grabs Hollywood and hits his finisher on him near the ropes. The referee begins the count.
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THRE………
Brian Hollywood places his foot onto the ropes before the referee could finish the count. Both men struggle back to their feet as they are exhausted from their match. Brian Hollywood reaches his feet as Tyler Graves sluggishly makes it towards his. Both men exchange a few blows with a chorus of “boo, yay” chants before Brian Hollywood grabs Tyler’s fist, swings him around and lands a trifecta of German suplexes. Brian Hollywood locks in a dragon sleeper to weaken Graves’ neck even more; however, Graves makes it over towards the bottom ropes, grabs on, and Hollywood immediately releases the hold. He climbs up towards the top turnbuckle and motions for Zion’s rapture leg drop. The crowd immediately erupts into a “You screwed Zion” chant.
Tyler Graves finally makes it to his knees and Brian Hollywood lands a perfect Rapture Leg Drop. Brian pulls Tyler away from the ropes and sets up for The Executive Promise. As Tyler makes it up towards his feet; Hollywood immediately lands it perfectly across his chin. Hollywood makes a cover on Tyler…
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Tyler Graves amazingly kicks out of Brian Hollywood’s special. Hollywood immediately flares up, grabs Tyler, and attempts to land a Lay Off on Tyler, but Tyler pushes Hollywood into the referee and knocks him out and then lands a Spinning Fisherman Buster. Tyler picks up Hollywood and lands T-Bone Suplex on Hollywood. Tyler locks in an Arm Trap Crossface, but after a few minutes, Graves realizes the referee got accidently knocked out. He goes over to wake the referee up, but Hollywood blindsides Graves and low blows him. The crowd begins to chant “Hollywood sucks.” Brian sets up for the Executive Promise; however, the lights immediately go off and “Crawl” by Breaking Benjamin hits. As the referee comes to, Brian looks around to see if he can find Darin Zion; however, as he turns around, Graves is standing over him behind him and lands the End Point on Hollywood in the middle of the ring. The referee goes for the count.
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THREE!!!!
Winner: Tyler Graves
As Tyler Graves leaves the ring and celebrates, Brian Hollywood looks livid. He argues with the referee for a few minutes before being struck in the back of the head with a chair by a fan in a black ski mask. The man reveals himself to be Darin Zion. Darin Zion violently strikes Brian Hollywood with the steel chair multiple times, which in turn, causes Brian to bleed. Zion removes his shirt and immediately starts smearing the blood of Hollywood on his chest before he walks towards the back leaving Hollywood completely leveled.
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[The camera opens up in Darin Zion’s locker room. The lights are dimmed in the room and you can barely see anything around you. It is deathly silent in the room and you can hear the camera man slowly creep in, looking for Darin Zion. As he creeps around the locker room, Zion’s familiar, yet creepy voice slices through the air.]
Zion: Disturbing my peace are you PWX camera crew?
[The camera crew remains silent as Zion slowly approaches them with his head looking down towards the ground. His head is covered with a black towel to conceal his face.]
Zion: You might as well come see my ugliness now since I’m sure that’s what your boss wants you to do. After all, this type of “reality” television supposedly puts butts in seats. I CAN’T image why.
[As Zion cackles eerily, he grabs the hand of one of the PWX camera a guides them towards a couple of candles. However, as the camera crew approaches; the audience and the crew discover that it’s only one candle reflecting on a mirror. Zion sits down on the ground and pulls a member of the camera crew down with him. He reaches up for the towel that covers his head.]
Zion: Time for the big unveiling!
[Zion sadistically laughs as he quickly pulls off the towel covering his head. He continues to look towards the ground for a few moments, allowing his golden blonde hair in the mirror. He slowly raises his head towards the mirror, revealing his perfect smile and perfect looks. The audience can see the camera man’s face in the mirror. He looks confused. However, Zion does not pick up on his facial expressions.]
Zion: It’s HIDEOUS, isn’t it? Isn’t IT?!
[The camera man pauses for a moment before answering. He takes a big gulp as you can see different angles of the situation happen. Finally, in a cowardice tone, the camera man responds timidly to Zion.]
Camera Man: It’s….not….actually…..that….um……….bad!
[Zion turns around for a moment and hovers over the camera man. You can see the rest of the camera men scatter as Zion approaches the guy who answered him. He slowly but sickly moves in towards his face, grabs the guys collar and proceeds to angrily stare him down in the face.]
Zion: Well what the fuck do you know? You’re a piece of shit camera man.
[Zion throws the man back into the bench and grabs the mirror from the corner. He picks it up and smashes it violently across the camera man’s head. As the glass shatters around the room; it tears open the camera man’s forehead and he begins to profusely bleed on the ground. Zion slowly walks over and reaches for the camera and aims his face directly into it. He violently shakes the camera as he speaks.]
Zion: YOU SEE THIS FACE, PWX? It’s the face only a mother could love.
[Zion tosses the camera as another member of the camera crew slowly walks in and continues to film Zion. He watches Zion weep in the corner for a minute before he continues to talk to himself aloud.]
Zion: This face has seen the most horrible event happen. He had to watch “HER” die in his hands. He had to watch “HER” take the bullet to the back of the brain. He had to see “HER” scream out in complete pain. And he had to watch “HER” take “HER” final breath. He couldn’t stop it from happening and he was forced to watch every moment unfold. Every single pain driven moment unfold within his hands.
[Zion continues to weep and starts bang his head onto the lockers.]
Zion: The pain was so great that I had to cover it up and change my identity. I had no other choice. It tore the very fabric of my soul to the point that I could not even bring myself to get out of bed since the day it happened. Anytime someone would call my name or I would see my face in the mirror; it tore my heart in half. In fact, the day of her funeral; I wanted to crawl into the ground with her.
[He drops to his knees and looks up towards the sky almost with a beam of light in his eyes.]
Zion: But it was that day when I realized that I had to take vengeance on the world and I met my soon to be mentor, Noah. It was he who trained me in the art of vigilante justice and gave me a new identity known to PWX and the world as Valencio. It was an identity that felt complete and it felt whole. In fact, it gave me a purpose in this world again. It made me feel like I was needed and could bring a smile to the world’s faces.
[Zion stands up and walks towards another corner of his locker room. He walks up and reaches over for Valencio’s old saber he left in the corner. He swings it around comfortably as he continues his rant.]
Zion: I would stab villains, slice thieves, and I would unmercilessly slaughter the murderers that each society had. It felt so rewarding to get my revenge against those who caused me the greatest pain in the world.
[Suddenly, Zion drops the sword down to the ground and shakes his fist aggressively. His stature becomes possessed, almost as if he could kill.]
Zion: However, that was until that vile, cheating, piece of shit, Brian Hollywood had to ruthlessly take away my identity last night.
[The scene quickly fades to a replay of End Game.]
[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!
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3....The referee calls for the bell as Hollywood gets to his feet.
Alexis Lace: Here is your winner....BRIAN HOLLYWOOD!
[The scene flash again to the Darin Zion’s unveiling.]
[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 and reveals Darin Zion’s face.]
[We flash back to Zion staring heatedly off into the distance.]
Zion: Hollywood, I will never forgive you for your heinous actions last week at End Game. You once again proved how shitty of a friend you truly are. I trusted you with my secret because I figured you would be mature enough to put the past beside us. However, you were stupid enough to let your pride and your selfishness take away something that comforted me and helped ease my soul.
[Zion pauses and laughs sadistically for a moment. He turns around and realizes another member of the camera crew is in his locker room. He quickly approaches him and steals the camera and looks evilly into the camera as he kicks the other cameraman in the crotch. The camera man reels on the floor in pain for a moment as Zion speaks.]
Zion: So I made a decision, one that will have YOUR BLOOD on my hands. In fact, it will not only your blood on my hands, but it could have my blood on your hands as well. But I could care less about my blood, Brian. For you see, now that I’ve lost something important to me, so now; I shall take something of importance away from you.
[Zion paces for a moment before setting the camera down on his bench.]
Zion: And who knows, Brian; you might actually learn an important lesson about your “friend” Darin Zion. You may finally learn that when you cross my path; it will cost you your…..
[Zion has moved off screen at this moment. He immediately rushes towards the camera and punts it across the room. The scene completely fades to static but you can hear Zion’s sinister laughter in the background. He speaks in a possessed voice.]
Zion: SOUL!
[Zion continues to laugh sadstisically as the scene fades to black.]
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(We cut to the back of St. Andrew's Hall where Shawn Lester has scored himself an exclusive interview with the PWX Next Generation champion, X-Treme Dream. He is already in his wrestling gear: a pair of black boots, some mid-cut red tights with black trim, and a classic 'Got Blood?' T-shirt. Shawn Lester has gone as far to set up some chairs and got a spotlight to shine on Dream. Dream is sure to showcase his belts, as the NG title lays in his lap and the G-2 TV title is thrown across his right shoulder. He is wearing his signature smirk as Shawn gets ready to get things started.)
Shawn Lester - "We are live in Detroit tonight and I have been privileged enough to get a sit down interview with our current Next Generation champion, X-Treme Dream. On behalf of all the PWX staff and fans, let me congratulate you for your victory at 'End Game'. You were the only champion to defend their title successfully. How great is that?"
(Cutting to Dream, he just gives that devilish grin. He clears his throat before he speaks.)
Dream - "Lester...was there ever any doubt in your mind that the 'King of Extreme' would destroy Devon Poole?"
Lester - "Well...given the past meetings between the two of you, the odds were in his favor."
(In a quick response, Dream replies in a very irate tone.)
Dream - "Poole had just gotten lucky! I won't lie, after our first meeting I was a little impressed. But, what pissed me off was that Poole never once showed any respect. He tried to treat me like a rookie, and that shit don't fly with me bro! I don't know if he thought I was just some suburban punk trying to be a wrestler or that I was just some backyard trash. But, I am neither one of those. Just because I was new to the PWX does not mean I had not been around the block a time or two. But look Shawn, right now, Poole is in the past. I shut him up at 'End Game' and there is nothing he can do to change that. He may have gotten those two victories over me early on, but when it mattered...the extreme one prevailed."
Lester - "Speaking of prevailing, what do you think your odds are tonight against 'The Legion's' Ben Stevens?"
"Funny how you throw in 'The Legion' like that..."
Lester - "What? He is a member of the 'The Legion'. Does that make this match any different?"
Dream - "I know what you are trying to get out of me...but Sah'ta Thor is the leader of the 'Empire of Blood'. And I am not at liberty to discuss anything right now, I just know we will be the strongest group to ever step foot into the PWX. And I also know that no one is safe, especially folks like Ben Stevens."
Lester - "Right, back to Stevens. How are you approaching tonight's defense?"
Dream - "Much like Stevens said the other day, he wants the Next Generation title...can't say I blame him." Dream smirks. "But right now, this title is staying with the EoB and me. Whenever I stepped into the ring at 'End Game', no one expected me to walk away with the gold around my waist. But as always, I proved that no one fucks with the 'King of Extreme'. I know people are always so skeptical of me, due to my beginnings. But shit, have I not proved that I can wrestle with the best of them. Just look back at my meeting with Wild in the Hybrid title match...we done it without weapons...I told you all before, I do not need weapons to win. There is just something about that crimson liquid though..."
Lester - "So, are you saying Ben Stevens is lucky that tonight's match is a normal match?"
Dream - "Now you're catching on Shawn."
Lester - "So what kind of strategy do you plan on using tonight?"
Dream - "Well...that is simple enough. I plan on going out there and destroying Ben Stevens...that strategic enough for you Shawn? See, Stevens was just so quick to jump the gun against me. Backyard garbage? Seriously?"
Lester - "Those were his exact words..." Dream cuts him off angrily.
Dream - "I know what the hell he said Lester!"
Lester - "I didn't mean nothing by it..." Lester says hesitantly. "Oh no, look at the time."
Dream - "I'm not done yet Shawn! Ben Stevens, you want to bring out my ugly side? Run your mouth some more bro, and I will put you to sleep like I did DG Poole!" Dream runs his thumb across his throat. "You want evolution? You think the NG title loses credibility around my waist? Well, tonight, I will show you why I am the champion! Rather I defend it against you, Poole, hell...John Pariah...I will walk away the victor. I will be the greatest champion to ever step foot into a PWX ring."
(He points to his eyes and the camera zooms in a little.)
Dream - "These eyes have seen many things in their day...they have seen a lot of wrestlers such as yourself Ben...and they have also seen the same wrestlers laying on their back, staring up at the rafters. So you better learn to respect me...because I am the champion, and when Adrenaline comes to a close...I will still be the champion!"
Lester - "Well there you have it fol..."
(Once again, Dream cuts him off.)
Dream - "I am not done!" He shouts. "I will tell you what I have told a lot of people in the past six months. This is not my first rodeo chief! Just because I took a five year hiatus does not make me a fucking rookie. Long ago, when I first came out of the backyards...I could understand the ridicules. But I am far...far beyond those days. And I will prove that tonight, and once again...I will be victorious. It is going to take an army to get this title from me."
(His face is now red with fury. He points to his eyes again.)
Dream - "These eyes staring at you Ben...these eyes will show you no compassion...no fear...and NO REMORSE!"
(Dream steps out of the chair and throws it to the ground.)
Dream - "Tonight...the Empire will begin their reign of terror! And we are going to start with you, Ben Stevens!"
(He grabs his title belts and storms out of the interview area.)
Lester - "Well, folks, I am Shawn Lester...and that was a very pissed off X-Treme Dream. Detroit, this is the PWX at it's best! And this is why our show is called Adrenaline!"
(Lester stands up and gathers himself after the bad ending to the interview. We cut back to the ring area.)
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Singles Match:
John Pariah vs Roach Cooper
Both men are in the ring already. The ref asks for the bell. The bell is rung. Pariah and Roach circles each other. They lock up. Pariah puts Roach in a headlock. Pariah wrenches it but Roach fights back by pushing Pariah off. Roach hits Pariah a couple of times in the jaw before taking Pariah’s arm. Roach Irish whips Pariah across the ring. Pariah bounces off the ropes. Pariah returns and Roach attempts a huracanrana but Pariah counters it with a powerbomb. Pariah hooks goes for the cover...
...1…
…2…
…KICK OUT!
Pariah rolls Roach out of him before climbing up to his feet. Roach is crawling on the mat as Pariah stalks him. Roach finally gets to his vertical base as he staggeringly turns to Pariah. Pariah catches him in a uranage position. Pariah then hits Roach with his uranage backbreaker/flatliner combo that he calls “Panic Switch”. Roach is out cold as Pariah quickly goes for the cover-but Pariah decides to slap on the Anaconda Vice. The ref shrugs and drops Roach’s arm three times-and calls for the bell
DING DING DING!
Pariah stands up as the referee raises his right arm. He then looks at the fallen Roach Cooper who is still planted on the mat.
Chris: Pariah just knocked him right out.
Winner: John Pariah
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The sounds of a can being cracked open is heard all thought out the backstage area. Everyone from stage hands, to road agents turn around and face the sound. Just then speaking into the frame is none other then the G-2 Heavyweight Championship, The Hardcore Legend.. “Insane” Chris West. The G-2 Belt is around his waste. He’s wearing a G-2 shirt, and his trademarked blue jeans. West has a look of disgust on his face as he’s holding onto a roll of Toilet paper in his right hand, and a cold Canadian beer in his left hand. West looks up into the camera]
Insane: One ply?? Seriously??
[The camera zooms in closer onto the face of the Hardcore Legend. You see some scars on his face from his hardcore was though out his career]
Insane: Here I am showing up within this crappy little arena to give PWX a little star power, and I decided I needed to take a shit. I push, and I push. I was able to push out a three coiler, and I went to wipe my ass.. What do I find??
[West show the toilet paper to the camera]
Insane: One fucking ply Toilet paper..
[West tosses the Toilet paper at one of the road agents as he downs about half the can of cold Canadian beer. He looks back towards the lens of the camera]
Insane: When I take a shit and I wipe my ass I want to feel softness. I don’t want to useless, and waste of money one fucking ply. I guess that what PWX is all about. Its not even worth taking a shit in. PWX is full of pieces of shit. Worthless pieces of shit that isn’t even worth wiping. But, I bet all you marks are asking yourselves just why in the blue hell am I here then?? Why is the G-2 Heavyweight champ wasting his fucking time walking around backstage within the PWX Arena.. Is it about the money??
[West laughs]
Insane: They can’t even afford two ply.. Its not the money. Is it the so-called talent within PWX?? No.. You know why I am here in PWX?? I’m here to give each and everyone of you marks within the crowd, and the other wrestler an up-close look at what a real champion looks like. I’m going to give you all a glimpse at what a true Hardcore Legend does. I won’t be here for long. But, I promise to make an impact…
[The Camera zooms out as Jason Parker Olesen walks into the frame. West looks at him with a “Who the Fuck”.. look within his eyes]
Insane: Can you get my a cup of coffee??
[Olesen just keeps looking at the Hardcore Legend]
Insane: You do speak English, right? Or are you like most of Americans and, You only speak Spanish?. Hell that might explain why PWX is so cheap.. Do you want me to put on a mask and jump around like a fucking Mexican jumping bean? Welcome to the real world sp…
[Olesen’s coughs. You can see his face is getting red from holding back the anger from West going on go a simi racist rant]
Olesen: Are you done, yet?
[West looks at Olesen]
Insane: I’ll be done once you do your fucking job, and get the G-2 Heavyweight champ his cup of coffee.
[Olesen takes a couple deep breath of air]
Olesen: Do you even know who I am?
Insane: does it even matter??
[West takes the belt off his waist and shows Olesen the G-2 Heavyweight belt]
Insane: I’m the G-2 Hea….
[Olesen interrupts West]
Olesen: ENOUGH!!..
[West has a shocked look on his face. He can’t believe someone would yell at him]
Olesen: This isn’t G-2.. This Is PWX!!!
[You hear some clapping from the PWX Staff and Road agents who are backstage listening to West and Olesen]
Insane: Fuck PW…
Olesen: Screw you.. For your info. I actually run this place..
Insane: So you’re the cheap piece of shit who can’t afford two ply..
[Olesen rolls his out of the stupid comments coming from the mouth of the Hardcore Legend]
Olesen: You think PWX wrestlers are worthless pieces of shit?? I tell you what why don’t you shut up next week and I’ll have someone for you to compete against. How about that?
[West cracks a smile]
Insane: Sure.. I could use a workout.. Who is the jobber??
[Olesen gets right into West’s face]
Olesen: How about Tyler Graves??
[West downs the rest of his cold Canadian beer. West looks directly into the eyes of Olesen as West gives him his responds]
Insane: You mean that piece of shit who couldn’t even make it within G-2?? What in the hell?? I’ll bring some three ply so I can wipe Tyler Graves out for good.
Olesen: Man, you’re an asshole.
[West shoves the G-2 Heavyweight belt into Olesen’s face]
Insane: That’s the G-2 Heavyweight champ to you.. Bitch!!
[West backs away and begins to leave.. Olesen turns towards the camera]
Olesen: What an Egotistical piece of crap.. He wants to come here and put us down. I tell you want I’m going to do. Tyler Graves is going to get the chance to shut him up. Next week live on Adrenaline its going to be a first ever fans bring the weapons street fight..
[All of a sudden the empty beer can comes flying towards Olesen. It hits him right in the head. Olesen turns towards West.. As the camera zooms out to get both West and Olesen into the frame]
Insane: You want these marks to bring weapons?? What they will bring keyboards and mouses. Hell, one of them will bring a dead hard drive or two. As look for weapons I tell you want I’ll do. I’m going to bring Mr. Fucking trusty. How about that??
[West leaves the scene]
Olesen: I’ve had enough. Cut the fucking camera. He’s not worth my time anymore.
[Everything fades to black]
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PWX Next Generation Championship Match:
Xtreme Dream © vs Ben Stevens
The bell rings and the two superstars immediately get the match underway. Stevens attempts a quick clothesline only for Dream to take him down with one of his own before he can follow through with it. Dream then goes for some stiff punches to the head of Stevens on the ground. Dream clearly proving why he deserves to be apart of the Empire of Blood continues his ruthless and merciless assault on Stevens. The ref begins to warn Dream before making the 5 count.
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..before the ref got to 5, Dream halts the assault and stands up only to receive boos from the crowd. Dream is definately in a state of mind of destruction tonight as he looks to end off Stevens early. He throws his hands in an "X" and signals for the X Drop. Stevens makes it to his feet and as Dream attempts the move, Stevens swiftly dodges it and sweeps Dream's feet taking Dream down to the mat. After the sweep, Stevens quickly nails a mid air moonsault on the champion. Stevens goes for the cover.
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...KICKOUT!
Dream kicks out strong as Stevens stands him back up. He tries to go for an arm lock, but Dream dodges. Dream then attempts a german suplex but Stevens flips out of it and behind Dream. Stevens then nails an Edgeomatic taking Dream down once again. Stevens drops for the cover.
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THR......KICKOUT!
Dream once again kicks out. Stevens proceeds in nailing lefts and rights on the downed champion. Stevens stands up as Dream finally makes it to his feet. Stevens runs towards the ropes and bounces off and takes Dream back down with a Huricana. The crowd cheers a bit as Stevens heads for the top rope. Stevens gestures the crowd and launches off the top and hits Dream with a leg drop. Stevens goes for the cover.
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THRE.......KICKOUT!
Dream just gets his shoulder up right before the ref could call the three count. Stevens just sits there a little startled as he gets back to his feet. He looks around the arena and yells out to the crowd. He makes his turn back around and signals for the ONK. He waits patiently as Dream makes it back to his feet. He starts the charge at Dream but Dream quickly nails an Ensugiri sending Stevens falling on his back. Dream goes for the cover on Stevens.
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...all of a sudden Dream smiles and lifts Stevens shoulder up from the mat. He smiles evilly as he stands back up. The crowd boos on at Dream's actions. Dream goes to the turnbuckle and climbs it. He targets Stevens and jumps off nailing a springboard leg drop from the top. He connects and goes for the cover.
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...THR....KICKOUT!
Stevens kicks out as the crowd lightly cheers. Dream looks irate now as he stands up and begins to look on in frustration at the ref. He argues with him for awhile right when Stevens comes to. Stevens all of a sudden rolls Dream up in a roll up.
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THR.....KICKOUT!
Dream once again powers out as he quickly gets to his feet. Stevens stands back up and Dream attempts the "X Drop" again. Stevens flips out of it and attempts the ONK. Dream ducks and grabs Stevens and hits the X Drop on him sending him down to the canvas. Dream drops down and covers the fallen Stevens.
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THREE!
Dream stands back up as "The Crimson" blasts the PA System. The referee hands him the Next Generation Championship as Dream holds his hands up high in the air. He then crosses them in the form of the X and leaves the ring.
WINNER AND STILL NEXT GENERATION CHAMPION, X-TREME DREAM
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