Post by PWXonline on Apr 23, 2014 23:16:32 GMT -5
PWX PRESENTS: ADRENALINE 76: THE INITIATED PRE-GAME
AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER
DALLAS, TEXAS
WEDNESDAY, APRIL 23RD, 2014
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The scene opens up to Brian Hollywood's office, where you see Brian and Tiami Tyler sitting there, just talking.
"Thank you for the week off."
"You've worked real hard Tiami, our plans are going smoothly. You have managed to work your way around Timothy coming back."
Tiami smirked and leaned back in the chair.
"I'll finish the weasel off, right now there are other plans we need to take care of, right?"
Brian leaned back in his own chair, a wicked smirk crossing his face.
"Oh yes, people will soon realize you can not mess with us. This right here in this room? This is the law around PWX, and sooner or later people will either bow to us or get taken out in the process."
The pair shared a chuckle as the cameras head out for the first match of the night.
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SINGLES MATCH
SIREN vs JASON ARIES
The match kicks off as Aries wastes no time and charges at Siren. He runs at her and immediately plants her with a missile drop kick. Aries follows it up with a few elbow strikes and proceeds with a standing moonsault. Aries rises to his feet again and ricochets off the ropes. Aries then lands a beautiful sommersault legdrop straight across the neck of Siren.
Ricky: Wow, Aries hasn't wasted any time against Siren. I'm surprised he's not trying to find some way to bang her or something.
Chris: If you hadn't noticed by now, he's clearly not interested. He's just interested in business here tonight.
Ricky: No body said you had to agree with me jackass.
Siren holds her neck a bit as she starts to slowly get up to her feet. As Aries moves in closer, Siren surprises Aries with a small package.
ONE
TWO
Aries quickly powers out. He gets to his feet and turns around and nails Siren with a Tornado Forearm that causes Siren to stumble to her back and down to the mat. Aries hops the top rope and eyes Siren as he dives off and lands the Aries Rage perfectly on Siren. Aries hooks the leg.
ONE
TWO
THREE
Chris: Aries is victorious!
Ricky: Yea, he looked like he could use the win. That's gotta be one of the fastest matches I've ever seen!
Chris: Siren apparently can't adjust well here in PWX.
Ricky: Yea but the only thing is---
"Perfect Insanity" by Disturbed blasts over the arena as the crowd erupt in boos. Mr. Executive, Brian Hollywood, walks onto the entrance ramp and shakes his head.
Ricky: Oh this ought to be good!
Hollywood: Apparently people in the back just don't know when to get enough of these.
Chris: What is he talking about?
Ricky: Shut up! The boss is talking!
Siren and Aries both look up the ramp totally confused.
Hollywood: You both can look at me dumbfounded if you want, but don't think I don't know what's been going on in the back! You guys apparently don't know authority when you see it so if you guys want to continue to "rise up" then that's fine by me. I mean, you guys didn't get it the last time I did this, but maybe this time it will be more clear to you...
Hollywood pauses as the crowd start to quiet down a little. Hollywood smiles as he lifts the mic back up to his mouth.
Hollywood: Siren my dear.......YOUR FIRED!
Hollywood simply shrugs and tosses the mic down to the side as the crowed erupt in total boos. Hollywood smiles methodically and turns around and exits back to the back as Siren stands in the middle of the ring crying. Aries tries to comfort her and just mutters out "why" to himself as he questions Hollywood's decision. Aries shakes his head as he leans in to comfort Siren who is uncontrollably sobbing in the ring.
Chris: What the hell did she ever do to get fired?!
Ricky: It's what the PWX locker room DIDN'T do! They are the ones that got Siren fired! Maybe now they'll stop this movement against The Establishment and actually LISTEN to authority and not fuck up people's lives! Jesus Christ! We've got some dumb mother fuckers in the back locker room just thinking of themselves. Tisk, tisk.
WINNER: JASON ARIES
SIREN vs JASON ARIES
The match kicks off as Aries wastes no time and charges at Siren. He runs at her and immediately plants her with a missile drop kick. Aries follows it up with a few elbow strikes and proceeds with a standing moonsault. Aries rises to his feet again and ricochets off the ropes. Aries then lands a beautiful sommersault legdrop straight across the neck of Siren.
Ricky: Wow, Aries hasn't wasted any time against Siren. I'm surprised he's not trying to find some way to bang her or something.
Chris: If you hadn't noticed by now, he's clearly not interested. He's just interested in business here tonight.
Ricky: No body said you had to agree with me jackass.
Siren holds her neck a bit as she starts to slowly get up to her feet. As Aries moves in closer, Siren surprises Aries with a small package.
ONE
TWO
Aries quickly powers out. He gets to his feet and turns around and nails Siren with a Tornado Forearm that causes Siren to stumble to her back and down to the mat. Aries hops the top rope and eyes Siren as he dives off and lands the Aries Rage perfectly on Siren. Aries hooks the leg.
ONE
TWO
THREE
Chris: Aries is victorious!
Ricky: Yea, he looked like he could use the win. That's gotta be one of the fastest matches I've ever seen!
Chris: Siren apparently can't adjust well here in PWX.
Ricky: Yea but the only thing is---
"Perfect Insanity" by Disturbed blasts over the arena as the crowd erupt in boos. Mr. Executive, Brian Hollywood, walks onto the entrance ramp and shakes his head.
Ricky: Oh this ought to be good!
Hollywood: Apparently people in the back just don't know when to get enough of these.
Chris: What is he talking about?
Ricky: Shut up! The boss is talking!
Siren and Aries both look up the ramp totally confused.
Hollywood: You both can look at me dumbfounded if you want, but don't think I don't know what's been going on in the back! You guys apparently don't know authority when you see it so if you guys want to continue to "rise up" then that's fine by me. I mean, you guys didn't get it the last time I did this, but maybe this time it will be more clear to you...
Hollywood pauses as the crowd start to quiet down a little. Hollywood smiles as he lifts the mic back up to his mouth.
Hollywood: Siren my dear.......YOUR FIRED!
Hollywood simply shrugs and tosses the mic down to the side as the crowed erupt in total boos. Hollywood smiles methodically and turns around and exits back to the back as Siren stands in the middle of the ring crying. Aries tries to comfort her and just mutters out "why" to himself as he questions Hollywood's decision. Aries shakes his head as he leans in to comfort Siren who is uncontrollably sobbing in the ring.
Chris: What the hell did she ever do to get fired?!
Ricky: It's what the PWX locker room DIDN'T do! They are the ones that got Siren fired! Maybe now they'll stop this movement against The Establishment and actually LISTEN to authority and not fuck up people's lives! Jesus Christ! We've got some dumb mother fuckers in the back locker room just thinking of themselves. Tisk, tisk.
WINNER: JASON ARIES
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MIXED EMOTIONS MATCH
RAVENNA vs RHONIN
Rhonin's music just finishes playing, as he slowly enters the ring, his gaze unwavering as he stares Ravenna in the eyes. She is not smiling, not scowling, but simply returning Rhonin's gaze, a look of confidence on her face. The fans are quiet, chattering amongst themselves, unsure of what to expect from the match they are about to witness.
Chris: It's about time Rhonin sacks up and kicks this bitch to the curb!
Ricky: Ravenna is coming off of a big win last week, and we haven't seen much of Rhonin lately.
Chris: You have to wonder if Ravenna's lies are finally starting to get to him.
Rhonin approaches his opponent slowly, carefully. As he gets closer, Ravenna bows her head momentarily. "I'm sorry, my love," she says softly, before connecting with a quick strike to the side of Rhonin's head. It catches him off guard for a moment, staggering him, but only long enough to be caught with another blow to the head. Ravenna goes for a third, but Rhonin blocks this one, and pushes her back with a hard kick to the sternum. He quickly shoves her away, but she charges him, throwing another punch. Rhonin catches this one, as well, reversing the punch into a hammerlock, before again shoving her away. "We don't have to do this, Ravenna." Ravenna turns back, looking over her shoulder, his words catching her attention. She turns around, charging Rhonin once again, this time leap into the air and coming down on him with a flurry of quick punches. This dazes Rhonin, who escapes somehow, coming after Ravenna with a clothesline. Ravenna ducks it, jumping to the middle rope and springboarding from it, taking Rhonin down with a moonsault press. Ravenna looks down at Rhonin, yelling to him: "This is how it has to be!"
Ricky: I don't get it. Rhonin is the one who asked for this match, he demanded it, and now he is telling Ravenna he doesn't want it?
Chris: That idiot still has feelings for her.
Ricky: I loved her first!
Ravenna backs away from Rhonin, giving him some room to get back to his feet. She charges one more time, but Rhonin drops once more to the mat, and Ravenna has to leap over his body. As she comes back off the ropes, Rhonin grabs her and quickly takes her out with a scoop slam, driving her hard into the mat. "This time it's for real, then!" He yells, before grabbing her by the legs, attempting to lock her in The Code of Honor. He begins to twist her legs, but Ravenna is quickly able to slip out. Rhonin lunges after her, trying again to grab her leg, but Ravenna gets to her feet incredibly fast, catching her opponent with a pele kick that staggers him. She connects with a few more kicks to his sides, but stops. Noticing that Rhonin isn't seeming to fight back she slaps him.
Ricky: Ooh, I love it when she gets rough!
Chris: Really? Tell me you didn't just say that...
The crowd jeers, a few cheering, but mostly a mixed reaction to Ravenna's aggression. "Fight me, Joey! Fight back!" Ravenna gets in his face, demanding him to make a move. "Dammit, Joey, fight back!" Rhonin balls his hand into a fist, shaking angrily, as he quickly turns around and grabs a handful of Ravenna's hair, the referee attempting to break the hold. "You want Joey?" He asks Ravenna, who is grimacing in pain, as Rhonin backs her up into a corner, still tugging on her hair. "Is this what you want?!" He lets go of her hair, taking a few steps back before letting out a primal roar, charging Ravenna in the corner and leaping to the air, connecting with two knees to her chest. Ravenna falls to the mat, the fans "Ooo"-ing at the sudden change in tempo. Rhonin is relentless, giving her no time to recover, as he lifts her to her feet and drives her back again with a stiff European uppercut, catching her in the jaw. Ravenna grunts in pain, backing into the corner as Rhonin quickly thrusts his shoulder into her sternum, driving the breath out of her. He repeats this four times, before Ravenna sinks to the floor. Rhonin runs to the opposite corner, rebounding from the ropes and roaring ferociously, as he drives a single knee into Ravenna's head. At this point, the crowd is almost sympathetic for Ravenna, who is clearly in a lot of pain. Rhonin backs up, watching Ravenna crawl, and he laughs. The crowd boos him, and Rhonin continues his mocking laughter. "This is what you wanted, right, Roxxie?" She slowly starts pushing herself up off the mat. "You wanted this, all of it! You've been begging for this! And now, it's yours." She gets back to her feet, stumbling toward Rhonin. "Here you go, Roxxie! Here's 'The Natural!' Here's Joey Harris!" Rhonin takes a step forward, but freezes, as if something has stopped him. He stares for a very brief moment, in confusion, and sudden realization. Ravenna takes the opportunity to quickly roll him up in a small package pin, and the referee counts the pin.
One.....
Two.....
Three!
WINNER: RAVENNA
RAVENNA vs RHONIN
Rhonin's music just finishes playing, as he slowly enters the ring, his gaze unwavering as he stares Ravenna in the eyes. She is not smiling, not scowling, but simply returning Rhonin's gaze, a look of confidence on her face. The fans are quiet, chattering amongst themselves, unsure of what to expect from the match they are about to witness.
Chris: It's about time Rhonin sacks up and kicks this bitch to the curb!
Ricky: Ravenna is coming off of a big win last week, and we haven't seen much of Rhonin lately.
Chris: You have to wonder if Ravenna's lies are finally starting to get to him.
Rhonin approaches his opponent slowly, carefully. As he gets closer, Ravenna bows her head momentarily. "I'm sorry, my love," she says softly, before connecting with a quick strike to the side of Rhonin's head. It catches him off guard for a moment, staggering him, but only long enough to be caught with another blow to the head. Ravenna goes for a third, but Rhonin blocks this one, and pushes her back with a hard kick to the sternum. He quickly shoves her away, but she charges him, throwing another punch. Rhonin catches this one, as well, reversing the punch into a hammerlock, before again shoving her away. "We don't have to do this, Ravenna." Ravenna turns back, looking over her shoulder, his words catching her attention. She turns around, charging Rhonin once again, this time leap into the air and coming down on him with a flurry of quick punches. This dazes Rhonin, who escapes somehow, coming after Ravenna with a clothesline. Ravenna ducks it, jumping to the middle rope and springboarding from it, taking Rhonin down with a moonsault press. Ravenna looks down at Rhonin, yelling to him: "This is how it has to be!"
Ricky: I don't get it. Rhonin is the one who asked for this match, he demanded it, and now he is telling Ravenna he doesn't want it?
Chris: That idiot still has feelings for her.
Ricky: I loved her first!
Ravenna backs away from Rhonin, giving him some room to get back to his feet. She charges one more time, but Rhonin drops once more to the mat, and Ravenna has to leap over his body. As she comes back off the ropes, Rhonin grabs her and quickly takes her out with a scoop slam, driving her hard into the mat. "This time it's for real, then!" He yells, before grabbing her by the legs, attempting to lock her in The Code of Honor. He begins to twist her legs, but Ravenna is quickly able to slip out. Rhonin lunges after her, trying again to grab her leg, but Ravenna gets to her feet incredibly fast, catching her opponent with a pele kick that staggers him. She connects with a few more kicks to his sides, but stops. Noticing that Rhonin isn't seeming to fight back she slaps him.
Ricky: Ooh, I love it when she gets rough!
Chris: Really? Tell me you didn't just say that...
The crowd jeers, a few cheering, but mostly a mixed reaction to Ravenna's aggression. "Fight me, Joey! Fight back!" Ravenna gets in his face, demanding him to make a move. "Dammit, Joey, fight back!" Rhonin balls his hand into a fist, shaking angrily, as he quickly turns around and grabs a handful of Ravenna's hair, the referee attempting to break the hold. "You want Joey?" He asks Ravenna, who is grimacing in pain, as Rhonin backs her up into a corner, still tugging on her hair. "Is this what you want?!" He lets go of her hair, taking a few steps back before letting out a primal roar, charging Ravenna in the corner and leaping to the air, connecting with two knees to her chest. Ravenna falls to the mat, the fans "Ooo"-ing at the sudden change in tempo. Rhonin is relentless, giving her no time to recover, as he lifts her to her feet and drives her back again with a stiff European uppercut, catching her in the jaw. Ravenna grunts in pain, backing into the corner as Rhonin quickly thrusts his shoulder into her sternum, driving the breath out of her. He repeats this four times, before Ravenna sinks to the floor. Rhonin runs to the opposite corner, rebounding from the ropes and roaring ferociously, as he drives a single knee into Ravenna's head. At this point, the crowd is almost sympathetic for Ravenna, who is clearly in a lot of pain. Rhonin backs up, watching Ravenna crawl, and he laughs. The crowd boos him, and Rhonin continues his mocking laughter. "This is what you wanted, right, Roxxie?" She slowly starts pushing herself up off the mat. "You wanted this, all of it! You've been begging for this! And now, it's yours." She gets back to her feet, stumbling toward Rhonin. "Here you go, Roxxie! Here's 'The Natural!' Here's Joey Harris!" Rhonin takes a step forward, but freezes, as if something has stopped him. He stares for a very brief moment, in confusion, and sudden realization. Ravenna takes the opportunity to quickly roll him up in a small package pin, and the referee counts the pin.
One.....
Two.....
Three!
WINNER: RAVENNA
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Ravenna turns away from Rhonin in the ring ... extremely pleased with their progress... the victory was a just gravy on top of it all... but she heard exactly what she wanted to hear from him...
Chris: Uh oh... prepare for another one of her speeches.
Ricky: I actually enjoy hearing her lovely voice...
Chris: (Eye roll) Yeah because you tune out the words because of your infatuation!
Ravenna lets out a small tainted smile, as if she is faking her happiness; and brings the microphone to her lips.
Ravenna: In the beginning I never wanted things to come to this... but I knew this is what I had to do... What I had to do to you Joey... and this was my last stand, the last obstacle I placed and my deed for you is done..
She turns around and looks over to Rhonin who is slowly climbing to his feet, weary of the words she has to say.
Chris: There's that Joey nonsense again...
Ricky: How do you know she is lying... he doesn't even know who he is... and she suspiciously knows a lot about him.
Chris: Remind me why you like her?
Ricky: (Sigh) She's beautiful... and graceful in that ring.
Ravenna: Joey, one day you will understand... you will know why I stooped so low, and you already know that these actions are of the Ravenna you grew to know over the last three months... but not the women you will remember. Your anger grew the better part of you, a Rhonin that would have never succumbed to such feelings, but the man inside you clawing at your throat to unleash his wrath would use his anger against everybody and anybody and that is why you challenged me.. You wanted to drag me out of the shadows and put everything out on the shelf. Let it loose, and unchained the monster.
Ravenna pauses, looking around the ring as if seeking out answers in the distance.. the soft mumble of the audiences voices hum over the arena as she crosses the rings mat.
Ravenna: You're not the only one who has been hiding Joey. You are not the only one who has been hiding from who you are up until now, the only difference is I knew the girl I was... and I knew she was still in there. I had just lost her because she lost the love of her life, her dignity, and pride.. she lost her courage and her fierce nature.
She pauses, turning her head back to an unbelievably calm Rhonin, who is taking this information well, as if he expected it. As if it was the composure of a man who was no longer confused...
Ravenna: That girl died in the ashes from a once beautiful flower, and mustered around in the breeze as Ravenna... that girl finally pulled herself together, after the few months of building back what she lost by being around..
She steps closer to Rhonin, looking him right in his eyes. Ravenna: You, Joey! She smiles, brushing his arm softly, he jerks slightly but doesn't pull away.
Ravenna: The girl that died... she didn't come back. However, she was reborn from the ashes of determination in to the woman who stands before you..
Ravenna turns away from Rhonin, and looks at the crowd once more as they stand silently against the edge of their seats.
Ravenna: My name is Roxxie Roberts... and I am back with "The Natural" vengeance.
She throws the microphone to the side as the crowd lets out their shock, she turns her head to look back at Rhonin who stands there a little stunned, the last words riding in his mind as she smiles. The crowd uproars with unusual cheers and clapping as the once sweet loving girl is back as their beloved heel.
Audience: "ROXXIE.... ROXXIE... ROXXIE...ROXXIE..."
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As the scene fades in we see the PWX World Tag Team Champions Mascara Muerto with their belts draped over their shoulders as they make their way through the backstage area hoping to avoid the same situation they found themselves in last week as they look ahead to their first title defense against their new number one contenders the Vox Populi. A team they are no strangers to, and as they make their way along they are stopped by another team they are no strangers to, Bad Company.
Nighthawk: "We're glad you're here. Jason and I wanted to talk to you. We know Hollywood wants you as part of the Establishment, and we get why. But...... don't do this. Don't be his puppets. Don't go down the road the Vox went down."
The Masked Duo exchange glances before turning their attention back to Bad Company.
Norte: "Like I told Hollywood, we do not want any part of what is going on, it is not our fight. We appreciate you trying to help us, but it is unneeded. We have no plans on joining the Establishment."
Nighthawk: "We trust you, Norte. And we'll back you. But don't make us look stupid. See you around."
As Bad Company start to walk off, Nighthawk starts to whisper with Aries.
Nighthawk: “What do you think, Jason? Can we trust them?”
Jason Aries: “I think we can they seem like a couple stand up guys but like he just said do not make us look stupid because if you do the only company your going to have to worry about it is Bad Company.”
Norte and Muerto watch as Nighthawk and Jason take their leave as the scene fades out on the tag team champions.
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RESPECT MATCH
ADAM STRYKER vs BROCK WHITWORTH
The bell rings and both Brock and Adam approach one another and shake hands and embrace in a half-hug to cheers from the crowd before the match begins. Just after that, the man begin circling the ring before finally meeting in the center again, this time in a collar and elbow tieup. Both men are dead even in weight, but Brock is taller, which Adam is trying to use against him as he drops to one knee, causing his opponent to bend. He breaks the tieup and quickly drops Brock with a Drop Toehold and quickly moves in front of him, snapping on a front chancery. Brock does his best to get on his knees, causing Adam to do so as well, then shoots several punches towards Adam's midsection. As he eventually causes him to break the hold, he backrolls into a standing position and goes for a stiff kick to the chest, but Adam drops down and rolls out of the place as Whitworth just kicks through the air. Brock smiles at his friend who is just getting up and shows him two fingers close to each other, showing him how close that was.
They meet in a lockup once again, but Brock quickly gets behind Stryker and snaps on a Waistlock. Adam grabs him by the wrist and breaks the hold, then turns around for a Lariat, but Whitworth ducks and dodges, the bounces off the ropes and drops Stryker with a beautiful Dropkick square to the jaw. Adam rolls to the apron and Brock reaches over the ropes, dragging him up to his feet and then showing off his strenght as he Suplexes him back into the ring. He floats over into a pinning position.
ONE!
TWO!
Adam kicks out. Brock drags him up to his feet again and rocks him with a European Uppercut. Stryker, however, quickly answers with one of his own. Crowd cheers every time either of them lands a punch and they exchange blows for good twenty seconds before Stryker dodges and grabs a hold of the arm, then sweeps Whitworth's legs and locks in a Fujiwara Armbar. Brock does his best to counter by rolling on his back, but Adam is quick to get up and drag Brock up as well. Still holding onto the arm, he lands a knee to the gut of the Australian wrestler and hits an Exploder Suplex into the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Whitworth gets a shoulder up. Stryker drags him up again, still with the arm in his hold, but Brock shoots a knee to the gut, doubling Adam over. He then adds another stiff Uppercut and Irish Whips him to the corner. He points at him and charges towards him, going for a Stinger Splash, but Stryker moves away and Whitworth hits nothing but buckles. He stumbles backwards and Adam bounces off the ropes before nailing Brock with a brutal Northern Lariat. He goes for a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
THR-- Kickout!
Stryker once again drags Brock up and Irish Whips him to the ropes. As Brock comes back, Stryker hits an Inverted Atomic Drop and goes for his typical Discus Lariat that always follows, but Whitworth ducks and dodges it and gets behind his opponent. Quickly, he locks in a Full Nelson and drops him with a Bulldog variation. He raises Adam up on his feet and Irish Whips him to the corner again. This time, he sits him up on the top rope and steps on the apron. He climbs up the turnbuckle from the outside and grabs Adam by the throat. To cheers from the crowd, he drives him all the way down to the canvas with a Super Chokeslam. "This Is Awesome" chant breaks out as both men are laid out on the canvas and Brock crawls to Adam and lays on him and hooks the leg.
ONE!
TWO!
THR-- Reversal into a Crucifix pin by Stryker!
ONE!
TWO!
THR-- Kickout!
Both men are up surprisingly quickly and both go for a Lariat, laying one another out in the center of the ring. "This Is Awesome" chant breaks out again, along with "Let's Go Scars", supporting both men. Brock is up before Adam and sees the SoCal Switchblade on all four. He locks him in a Waistlock and muscles him up, dropping him with a Deadlift German Suplex. Instead of a bridging pin, he keeps the hold on and hits another one. Shortly after, he hits a third German Suplex, this time into the bridge.
ONE!
TWO!
THR-- Kickout by Adam!
Brock drags Adam up and drags him near the corner. He raises him up and drops him face first over the top turnbuckle with a Flapjack. He then bounces off the ropes and goes for Kill Shot, but Stryker ducks and dodges the Rolling Elbow, then bounces off the ropes himself and cuts his friend in half with The Stryke!
Adam leans over to his friend but is swept down to the mat by Brock. Brock starts to shake off his friends hit as he stumbles about a bit. Adam is back up as both exchange blows between each other. Adam goes in for another Stryke but Brock pushes him against the ropes. As Adam bounces from the ropes Brock is able to deliver the Outback Driver successfully driving Adam into the mat. Brock hooks the leg.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
As the bell rings, Brock is standing in shock as his music begins to reprise in the arena.
Ricky: What the fuck?!
Chris: Brock just beat not only his friend, but he just took out a heavyweight contender in PWX!!
As Brock starts to celebrate, Adam is helped up by his friend. Both of them shake hands and hug as the crowd cheer loudly for both men.
Chris: Now THAT'S sportsmanship right there!
Ricky: Sportsmanship? What the fuck is that?!
Chris: Sadly it's not seen in PWX very often...great upset win by Brock here tonight! Brock has put himself on the map. Now let's see where he goes from here!
WINNER: BROCK WHITWORTH
ADAM STRYKER vs BROCK WHITWORTH
The bell rings and both Brock and Adam approach one another and shake hands and embrace in a half-hug to cheers from the crowd before the match begins. Just after that, the man begin circling the ring before finally meeting in the center again, this time in a collar and elbow tieup. Both men are dead even in weight, but Brock is taller, which Adam is trying to use against him as he drops to one knee, causing his opponent to bend. He breaks the tieup and quickly drops Brock with a Drop Toehold and quickly moves in front of him, snapping on a front chancery. Brock does his best to get on his knees, causing Adam to do so as well, then shoots several punches towards Adam's midsection. As he eventually causes him to break the hold, he backrolls into a standing position and goes for a stiff kick to the chest, but Adam drops down and rolls out of the place as Whitworth just kicks through the air. Brock smiles at his friend who is just getting up and shows him two fingers close to each other, showing him how close that was.
They meet in a lockup once again, but Brock quickly gets behind Stryker and snaps on a Waistlock. Adam grabs him by the wrist and breaks the hold, then turns around for a Lariat, but Whitworth ducks and dodges, the bounces off the ropes and drops Stryker with a beautiful Dropkick square to the jaw. Adam rolls to the apron and Brock reaches over the ropes, dragging him up to his feet and then showing off his strenght as he Suplexes him back into the ring. He floats over into a pinning position.
ONE!
TWO!
Adam kicks out. Brock drags him up to his feet again and rocks him with a European Uppercut. Stryker, however, quickly answers with one of his own. Crowd cheers every time either of them lands a punch and they exchange blows for good twenty seconds before Stryker dodges and grabs a hold of the arm, then sweeps Whitworth's legs and locks in a Fujiwara Armbar. Brock does his best to counter by rolling on his back, but Adam is quick to get up and drag Brock up as well. Still holding onto the arm, he lands a knee to the gut of the Australian wrestler and hits an Exploder Suplex into the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Whitworth gets a shoulder up. Stryker drags him up again, still with the arm in his hold, but Brock shoots a knee to the gut, doubling Adam over. He then adds another stiff Uppercut and Irish Whips him to the corner. He points at him and charges towards him, going for a Stinger Splash, but Stryker moves away and Whitworth hits nothing but buckles. He stumbles backwards and Adam bounces off the ropes before nailing Brock with a brutal Northern Lariat. He goes for a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
THR-- Kickout!
Stryker once again drags Brock up and Irish Whips him to the ropes. As Brock comes back, Stryker hits an Inverted Atomic Drop and goes for his typical Discus Lariat that always follows, but Whitworth ducks and dodges it and gets behind his opponent. Quickly, he locks in a Full Nelson and drops him with a Bulldog variation. He raises Adam up on his feet and Irish Whips him to the corner again. This time, he sits him up on the top rope and steps on the apron. He climbs up the turnbuckle from the outside and grabs Adam by the throat. To cheers from the crowd, he drives him all the way down to the canvas with a Super Chokeslam. "This Is Awesome" chant breaks out as both men are laid out on the canvas and Brock crawls to Adam and lays on him and hooks the leg.
ONE!
TWO!
THR-- Reversal into a Crucifix pin by Stryker!
ONE!
TWO!
THR-- Kickout!
Both men are up surprisingly quickly and both go for a Lariat, laying one another out in the center of the ring. "This Is Awesome" chant breaks out again, along with "Let's Go Scars", supporting both men. Brock is up before Adam and sees the SoCal Switchblade on all four. He locks him in a Waistlock and muscles him up, dropping him with a Deadlift German Suplex. Instead of a bridging pin, he keeps the hold on and hits another one. Shortly after, he hits a third German Suplex, this time into the bridge.
ONE!
TWO!
THR-- Kickout by Adam!
Brock drags Adam up and drags him near the corner. He raises him up and drops him face first over the top turnbuckle with a Flapjack. He then bounces off the ropes and goes for Kill Shot, but Stryker ducks and dodges the Rolling Elbow, then bounces off the ropes himself and cuts his friend in half with The Stryke!
Adam leans over to his friend but is swept down to the mat by Brock. Brock starts to shake off his friends hit as he stumbles about a bit. Adam is back up as both exchange blows between each other. Adam goes in for another Stryke but Brock pushes him against the ropes. As Adam bounces from the ropes Brock is able to deliver the Outback Driver successfully driving Adam into the mat. Brock hooks the leg.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
As the bell rings, Brock is standing in shock as his music begins to reprise in the arena.
Ricky: What the fuck?!
Chris: Brock just beat not only his friend, but he just took out a heavyweight contender in PWX!!
As Brock starts to celebrate, Adam is helped up by his friend. Both of them shake hands and hug as the crowd cheer loudly for both men.
Chris: Now THAT'S sportsmanship right there!
Ricky: Sportsmanship? What the fuck is that?!
Chris: Sadly it's not seen in PWX very often...great upset win by Brock here tonight! Brock has put himself on the map. Now let's see where he goes from here!
WINNER: BROCK WHITWORTH
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[Without warning, “The Line Begins To Blur” blasts out over the arena’s PA system and the Vox Populi walk out on top of the ramp, Black wearing a The Reverend Horton Heat t-shirt, and they don’t waste any time making their way towards the ring]
Ricky: Here comes the newest acquisitions to The Establishment!
Chris: It was hard for me to comprehend last week. I mean Vox Populi members of The Establishment?!
Ricky: It's not that hard to comprehend, just accept it! I have and it's great! I always knew these guys would come around!
[Everett climbs the ring steps and gets into the ring as Black approaches Alexis Lace and holds out a hand in front of her, demanding the house mic, and when she hands it to him he quickly turns and rolls into the ring and gets to his feet, pacing for a moment as he taps his palm against the mic]
Black: I believe that I have your attention?
[Black turns to Everett and shares a joke, as the crowd boo heartily]
Black: You know, a few weeks ago a thought occurred to me. It doesn’t matter how good the content of the speech is, for a voice to be heard it needs to be on the largest platform possible, grabbing the attention of the largest number of people. And if you doubt that, ask yourselves one question: how else do you think a talentless waste like...
[Black pauses, considering his choice of name for a moment]
Black: ...Katy Perry gets heard so much? Because she’s been placed on a platform that hundred of people who can actually sing can only dream of. Or, for another example, the fact that all of you sat there in silence waiting for me to say Katy Perry’s name, because last week the Vox moved onto a larger, more visible platform to the one they were operating on before. In other words, you all just proved my point, and you did it beautifully.
Of course, there’s been plenty of “talk” online about how we “sold out” by hitching our proverbial wagon to The Establishment...
[Black shakes his head and aims a withering glare down the camera lens]
Black: ...and ever last word of it is wrong. Okay, maybe not every last word – they got our names right, but after that it was speculation masquerading as fact. So bravo!
[Black sarcastically claps]
Black: The fact is we didn’t sell out anything, because rather than sell out our ideals to The Establishment they’ve bent over backwards to accommodate us. Arranging a match where the winner has a crack at Mascara Muerto? Putting us in a match where I can get some long overdue retribution at Troy Stone’s expense? Didn’t any of you think it looked a little too perfect?
More than anything, though, we didn’t “sell out” because if we sold out we’d have just got inserted into a title match without having to earn it. Instead we went through the Knock Out Kings, we went through Stone and his hangers-on, and we went through Bad Company so nobody can say we don’t deserve the shot at the titles, nor can they call us Establishment whores. Seriously, internet, look up the definition of the terms you're using once in a while, it stops you sounding ignorant.
[Black mockingly shakes his head to camera]
Black:Most of all, though, we grabbed your attention – and now we’ve got your attention you’ll be hanging on our every word and watching every single thing we do, and that starts with taking out Mascara Muerto to restore pride into PWX, rather than have a couple of masked nobodies running around calling themselves champions to keep you all nice and distracted from what really deserves your attention. And with them taken out and the belts in our hands, then the next phase of the Vox begins...
[Black looks towards Everett, with a mock knowing facial expression]
Black: ...but if you’re hoping for spoilers, you’re all out of luck. What do you think this is, Game Of Thrones?
[Black nonchalantly tosses the house mic in the general direction of Alexis Lace before he raises a fist and smirks]
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The scene opens up as TJ Codair is seen standing in the back holding a Public Service Announcement sign, a look of pure amusement is seen on his face. He holds it up in front of the camera, and then chucks it backwards as the camera turns around to fans chanting Anton sucks, Anton Sucks. The camera turns back to Codair as Codair just shrugs.
"I know, I know, I know, Anton is a fan favorite here, and this kind of breaks the fourth wall kind of thing, however the fact is this. No matter how much you build yourself up as being a fan favorite, a man of the....."
Codair looks at the people
"Ya know, I can't even do this shit. Fact is this, the guy is a fucking joke, has always been a joke, and will no longer be anything else. Gimme that fucking script."
Codair looks through the script.
"Sweaty guys wrestling over nothing, thats stupid, hot chick no showing, story of Brians life, Ravenna vs Rhonin, could be fun to watch, just cause i want Ravenna to go ravenous on me in a one on one covers match. Matthew Prince vs. Nikki Blade in a Hybrid Showcase match."
Scratches head.
"Hybrid Division, Hybrid qualifiers, W.....T......F, yes I just spelled out text lingo for what the fuck. Hybrid Showcase match, is there something, someone, somewhere forgot to tell me about. I think Nikki should be taking me on for the Hybrid Championship rather then Anton, well thats just cause id let her pin me a few times, ok more then a few times. Ojeda is gonna kill me for sure over that little comment but ya know what. IT NEEDS TO BE SAID. WHAT THE FUCK. Codair vs. Chase for the Hybrid Championship, main event, that is not a main event fucking bloody match. That is if we are lucky a low mid card match. Not taking anything away from myself but even I can't make Anton fucking Chase look good. It took him how many days after the god damn card was announced to say something really smart and show how he is actually a god damn contender for my mother fucking Championship. EXPLAIN IT TO ME, SOME ONE FUCKING EXPLAIN IT TO ME. WHO THE FUCK IS ANTON CHASE."
THe fans erupt chanting "HE'S A BITCH, HE'S A BITCH" As Codair just chuckles as he holds up an imaginary Orchestra Baton and starts to wave it around to the fans.
"Some punk fucking kid who is going to step to me, and he deserves praise, he deserves the golden oppurtunity a week before our next pay per view to be a main eventer. Listen Anton, a deal is a deal, I get that, why i honored it, but i had to take care of Prince before I went after you, and quite honestly I did that. Then I turned my attention to you, and what happens, it becomes a main event. I dunno which fucking idiot thinks that this is a great joke."
Codair just shakes his head as he goes to speak again, however stops and just rolls his eyes.
"Never mind, i give up, im just done. I'm just gonna kick your ass Anton and call it a day."
The scene ends,
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HYBRID SHOWCASE MATCH
MATTHEW PRINCE vs NIKKI BLADE
The lights cut out suddenly to the arena. The crowd calms down to a mixed chorus of anticipation and wonders. The opening drum line and riffs to Kreator’s “Impossible Brutality” begin to blast out from the speaker stacks situated on either side of the entrance of the stage. Matthew Prince emerges from the backstage to a mixed chorus of cheers and boos. As he makes his way down the ramp and towards the ring, he pays little attention to the cheers and jeers coming from the crowd in attendance around him. Approaching the edge of the ring, he reaches up and grabs the middle rope. In one fluid motion he hoists himself up onto the edge of the ring and over the ropes. Landing on the heels of his wrestling boots, he begins to bounce to the left and right on his feet warming up in anticipation of the upcoming match.
Chris: Here comes Matthew Prince. Just a week ago, he and TJ Codair were in a war, and he looked like he was something of a monster in the ring. He could have easily ended Codair at any point and walked away the Hybrid champion.
Ricky: That’s right, just a week ago, he lost due to a freak injury. Not beacuase Codair beat him, but because he was injured and the ref stopped the match.
Chris: And now he and Nikki Blade are going to tie up one week later. You have to wonder how he’s going to handle it with his arm still in such bad shape.
Ricky: Well, he’s not going to have a lot of time to figure out because here comes Nikki Blade.
“Thunderstruck” By ACDC s hits, but after a minute, Nikki Blade doesn’t come out. Prince stands in the center of the ring, looking confused and frustrated that his opponent isn’t on time. The music starts to blast again, and again there is nothing. The ref looks at Prince and asks him a few things. The music starts a third time and again there is absolutely nothing from the back. The ref looks at Prince and shrugs and then calls for the bell. The ref walks over to the ring announcer and speaks to her briefly.
Alexis Lace: Due to her failure to come to the ring, the referee has Disqualified Nikki Blade! The winner of your match… MATTHHHEEWWW PPPRIINCEE!
The crowd flips out and starts to boo. And just as they do, the jumbo-tron comes to life and gives a shot of the backstage area. Zion, Hollywood, and Atwater are stomping on Nikki Blade backstage. Zion picks her up and tosses her into Atwater. Atwater hooks Blade in a muay thai clinch and starts to lay knees into her. Hollywood picks up a trash can and Atwater shoves Blade backwards towards Hollywood. Hollywood crushes the can over the back of Blade’s head. Hollywood throws the trash down on Blade, and then throws the trash can at her head. Zion picks Blade up and shoves her at Atwater. Atwater picks Blade up for a powerbomb and tosses her into a wall. Blade leaves a huge dent in the sheet rock and falls flat to the ground.
Chris: Now we have the answer to what the hell is going on here Ricky! The Establishment is beating on Nikki Blade! They’re prevented her from coming out for her match.
Ricky: They’re sending a message to the people that have been resisting them!
Chris: This is really going to set Wrath off Ricky. This is going to start a war.
Ricky: I think that’s what Hollywood wants!
Hollywood picks Blade up and starts to line her up as Atwater holds her from behind. Hollywood makes a big show of framing her up with his hands, and starts to wind back for the Executive Promise, Ojeda and Codair come peeling into the air from out of no where with barbed wire baseball bats in hand. They get ready to swing at the group, but Hollywood, Zion, and Atwater back off.
John “Wrath” Ojeda: I fucking warned you Brian! You want to take this battle to that level! You fucking got it son.
Brian Hollywood: Oohhh I’m really scared, John! I know your play book. There’s nothing left you can do to scare me. I’m the boss and I’m going to handle you and everyone else that doesn’t get it.
John “Wrath” Ojeda: Alright, Brian, you asked for it.
Brian Hollywood: Idle threats.
John “Wrath” Ojeda: I don’t make idle threats and you know it.
Brian Hollywood: Fuck with me and I’ll squash you.
John “Wrath” Ojeda: You smell that Brian?
Brian Hollywood: Smell what?
John “Wrath” Ojeda: Civil War is in the air. Now get the fuck out of here before I take this bat to your head.
TJ Codair: I’m just going to shove mine up his ass.
Hollywood and the Establishment slowly back off as Codair and Ojeda approach with their barbed wire bats. As the Establishment runs off, Codair and Ojeda turn their attention to the battered and broken Blade. The cameras fade out to a commercial.
WINNER: MATTHEW PRINCE
MATTHEW PRINCE vs NIKKI BLADE
The lights cut out suddenly to the arena. The crowd calms down to a mixed chorus of anticipation and wonders. The opening drum line and riffs to Kreator’s “Impossible Brutality” begin to blast out from the speaker stacks situated on either side of the entrance of the stage. Matthew Prince emerges from the backstage to a mixed chorus of cheers and boos. As he makes his way down the ramp and towards the ring, he pays little attention to the cheers and jeers coming from the crowd in attendance around him. Approaching the edge of the ring, he reaches up and grabs the middle rope. In one fluid motion he hoists himself up onto the edge of the ring and over the ropes. Landing on the heels of his wrestling boots, he begins to bounce to the left and right on his feet warming up in anticipation of the upcoming match.
Chris: Here comes Matthew Prince. Just a week ago, he and TJ Codair were in a war, and he looked like he was something of a monster in the ring. He could have easily ended Codair at any point and walked away the Hybrid champion.
Ricky: That’s right, just a week ago, he lost due to a freak injury. Not beacuase Codair beat him, but because he was injured and the ref stopped the match.
Chris: And now he and Nikki Blade are going to tie up one week later. You have to wonder how he’s going to handle it with his arm still in such bad shape.
Ricky: Well, he’s not going to have a lot of time to figure out because here comes Nikki Blade.
“Thunderstruck” By ACDC s hits, but after a minute, Nikki Blade doesn’t come out. Prince stands in the center of the ring, looking confused and frustrated that his opponent isn’t on time. The music starts to blast again, and again there is nothing. The ref looks at Prince and asks him a few things. The music starts a third time and again there is absolutely nothing from the back. The ref looks at Prince and shrugs and then calls for the bell. The ref walks over to the ring announcer and speaks to her briefly.
Alexis Lace: Due to her failure to come to the ring, the referee has Disqualified Nikki Blade! The winner of your match… MATTHHHEEWWW PPPRIINCEE!
The crowd flips out and starts to boo. And just as they do, the jumbo-tron comes to life and gives a shot of the backstage area. Zion, Hollywood, and Atwater are stomping on Nikki Blade backstage. Zion picks her up and tosses her into Atwater. Atwater hooks Blade in a muay thai clinch and starts to lay knees into her. Hollywood picks up a trash can and Atwater shoves Blade backwards towards Hollywood. Hollywood crushes the can over the back of Blade’s head. Hollywood throws the trash down on Blade, and then throws the trash can at her head. Zion picks Blade up and shoves her at Atwater. Atwater picks Blade up for a powerbomb and tosses her into a wall. Blade leaves a huge dent in the sheet rock and falls flat to the ground.
Chris: Now we have the answer to what the hell is going on here Ricky! The Establishment is beating on Nikki Blade! They’re prevented her from coming out for her match.
Ricky: They’re sending a message to the people that have been resisting them!
Chris: This is really going to set Wrath off Ricky. This is going to start a war.
Ricky: I think that’s what Hollywood wants!
Hollywood picks Blade up and starts to line her up as Atwater holds her from behind. Hollywood makes a big show of framing her up with his hands, and starts to wind back for the Executive Promise, Ojeda and Codair come peeling into the air from out of no where with barbed wire baseball bats in hand. They get ready to swing at the group, but Hollywood, Zion, and Atwater back off.
John “Wrath” Ojeda: I fucking warned you Brian! You want to take this battle to that level! You fucking got it son.
Brian Hollywood: Oohhh I’m really scared, John! I know your play book. There’s nothing left you can do to scare me. I’m the boss and I’m going to handle you and everyone else that doesn’t get it.
John “Wrath” Ojeda: Alright, Brian, you asked for it.
Brian Hollywood: Idle threats.
John “Wrath” Ojeda: I don’t make idle threats and you know it.
Brian Hollywood: Fuck with me and I’ll squash you.
John “Wrath” Ojeda: You smell that Brian?
Brian Hollywood: Smell what?
John “Wrath” Ojeda: Civil War is in the air. Now get the fuck out of here before I take this bat to your head.
TJ Codair: I’m just going to shove mine up his ass.
Hollywood and the Establishment slowly back off as Codair and Ojeda approach with their barbed wire bats. As the Establishment runs off, Codair and Ojeda turn their attention to the battered and broken Blade. The cameras fade out to a commercial.
WINNER: MATTHEW PRINCE
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MAIN EVENT
HYBRID CHAMPIONSHIP
TJ CODAIR(c) vs ANTON CHASE
Ricky: This match comes about as TJ Codair told Anton Chase that if Chase beats him in a non title match, Codair would grant him a Hybrid Championship match.
Chris: As you all remember Codair did in fact lose that match against Anton Chase via Disqualification when he refused to release the Machinehead.
Ricky:And here we go
As Faint By Linkin Park blasts over the pa system, white smoke fills the entrance way as a person is seen behind the white smoke, as the person steps forward in front of the white smoke Anton Chase makes his way down the ramp way, with a cocky smile on his face and his arms out at the side, he climbs in the ring and climbs the second ropes and puts one hand up in the air. Chase gets off the ropes and gets to the corner and waits
Chris: Look at Chase's eyes he is determined to become the Hybrid Champion tonight.
Ricky: We will have to see, Codair has been on a roll as of late
The guitars and cymbals slam as From the Outside by All that Remains kicks on the loudspeakers. Codair's entrance video comes on the loudspeakers as TJ Codair steps out from the back, he cracks his neck and makes his way down to the ring, he quickly rolls in as the fans are heard chanting Codair's name. He walks over to the turnbuckles and climbs up to the 2nd turnbuckle, he looks out to the fans.
"From the outside, stand and judge like enemies
Opened eyes see reality
Trying all the while to knock me down this tragedy
And the days turn to memories."
He pounds his fist into his heart 3 times and holds his fist out to the fans. Codair then turns and jumps off the turnbuckles as the music dies down, he holds the Hybrid Championship at his side as he cracks his neck, the Codair chant is heard throughout the arena. As he waits for the match to begin.
Chase charges at Codair as Codair immediately hits a drop toe hold on Chase, putting him down to the mat, as Codair quickly gets back to his feet and grabs him in a front facelock. Codair rolls over and bridges up, then drops down with a neckbreaker as Chase quickly rolls out of the ring holding his neck as Codair glares at Chase and yells for him to get back in the ring.
Ricky: Already, Codair with a quite impressive display of wrestling behind him.
Chris: How the hell did he get Anton up like he did, that was definitely something rather new.
Chase slides back into the ring as Codair goes to drop an axehandle on him, but he rolls out of the way. Chase gets back to his feet as Codair does the same and hits a quick dropkick as Codair hits the mat, Codair gets back to his feet as Chase hits another dropkick as Codair is a little blower to get back to his feet. Codair gets back to his feet and he is hit with a flurry of forearm shots to the jaw. Codair stumbles back as Chase lunges at him nailing him a flying superman punch. Codair hits the mat hard as Chase yells out to the fans and spreads his arms taunting Codair.
Chris: Get on him Anton, don't just stand there.
Ricky: Codair is back to his knee
Chris: Anton is running for the opposite ropes, springboard forearm smash back at Codair as he is getting back to his feet.
Codair lays on the mat for a minute trying to regain himself as Chase runs at the turnbuckles scales them. Codair gets back to his feet and turns as Chase flips off the ropes and lands on Codair's shoulders and hits a Dragonranna as the referee immediately drops to the mat for the count.
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Codair kicks out as Chase immediately gets to his feet and stares down at Codair as he rolls onto his stomach and goes to pust himself up. Chase gets Codair by the arm, and does a twisting armbreaker onto the mat. Codair rolls over holding his arm as Chase immediately picks up Codair by the arm, and hits a jumping armbreaker on Codair's arm, then quickly twists Codair into a hammerlock applying pressure on Codair's left shoulder.
Chris: You know Anton is going for blood here, he is actually trying to take out Codair's arm.
Ricky: If he can take out Codair's shoulder, that limits his submission locks and suplexs, Codair's main arsenal.
Codair manages to push himself and Chase onto there sides, as Codair rolls Chase holds the shoulder, Codair's shoulder dislocates as Codair is heard screaming in pain. Codair rolls forward as Chase immediately releases the lock. Codair gets back to his feet as Chase goes to grab for the arm as Codair knife edge chops Chase, Chase quickly shakes it off and kicks Codair in the gut, then grabs Codair's left arm and Irish whips him to the ropes. Codair grabs onto the ropes with his right arm, and stops himself, as Chase charges at Codair and Codair drops down holding the top rope and Chase stumbles over the ropes.
Chris: Codair giving himself a minute to get his head back together.
Ricky: look at Codair though, I think his left arm is dislocated..
Codair gets back up as Codair's left arm just hangs to its side. The referee goes to check on Codair and starts to talk to him as Codair raises a middle finger to the referee's face and then starts to point a finger in the refs face and yell at him. The referee backs off, as Chase pulls himself back up to the apron. Codair turns towards him as Chase pulls himself over the ropes and goes for a diving shoulder block but Codair catch's it with his right arm and drops Chase down trying to go for a Crossface, but Codair cant get his arm to work right. Codair instead drives his elbow to the back of Chases head a couple of times then gets back to his feet as he turns to the referee, who tries to talk Codair into throwing the match.
Ricky: Codair is not going to quit the match
Chris: This is insane.
Ricky: Do you think he is the pillar of sanity.
Codair turns as Chase is back to his feet and grabs Codair by the arm and arm drags Codair back to the mat and drops a knee to the shoulder, Codair covers up immediately and rolls out of the ring. As Chase is now looking out to the ring yelling at Codair as Codair walks around for a minute. He looks at Chase as Chase is motioning for Codair to get back in the ring. As Codair flips Chase off, Codair turns away and looks at the ring announcers, as he turns back around Chase fly's between the ropes for a suicide dive as Codair quickly dodge sliding back into the ring. Chase lays on the floor for a minute as Codair rolls over onto his back, sits up.
Chris: Chase is dazed
Ricky: What the hell is Codair doing.
Putting his left knee to his chest he moves his left hand onto his knee and holds it there, as Codair leans back slowly. Then moves his leg forward while having his fingers wrapped around the knee cap. Codair winces in pain.
Ricky: FUCK IS HE
Chris: Yup
Ricky: That is nuts.
Chris: I'm going to be sick.
Codair continues to do this, as Chase gets back to his feet. Codair gets back to his feet, and turns to look at Chase as Chase rolls back in the ring. Chase gets back to his feet as Codair rolls his left shoulder then cracks his neck as Chase's eyes open wide. Chase shoots a kick at Codair as Codair blocks with his right hand. Chase quickly counters with a spinning heel kick which Codair blocks his right arm. Chase rolls back to his feet as Codair gets into a fighting stance keep his left shoulder away from Chase. Chase quickly goes for a punch but Codair dodges, as Chase tries for a left hook, that Codair blocks with his right arm again. Chase goes for a front kick that Codair catches holding onto the foot he trips Chase and holds the leg in a standing grapevine. He twists the leg and grabs the other leg and drops down into a figure four leg lock as Chase quickly tries to reach for the rope as Codair applies more pressure on his legs.
Chris: chase makes it to the ropes.
Ricky: luckily for him, this match will continue.
Codair lets go of the Figure Four as Chase holds onto his leg for a moment then pulls himself back to his feet as Codair immediately unloads on chase with a right hook, then a left hook, a kick to the gut, to a European uppercut, a spinning back kick to the gut then a roundhouse to the side of Chases head, as Chase drops backwards into the turnbuckles. Codair walks over to Chase and begins to kick Chase in the gut repeatedly, then Knife edge chops Chase.
Ricky: Codair mounting an offense.
Chris: A majority of this match has been Chase on Codair which is something I am quite surprised about, Codair now stomping the proverbial mud hole on Chase.
Codair pulls Chase back up to his feet and Irish whips him to the ropes, Chase bounces off the opposite ropes as Codair Japanese arm drags him back down to the mat. Chase pops back up as Codair is on top of him with a headlock, Codair applies pressure but is quickly countered into a hammerlock. Chase quickly turns into a headlock and takes Codair down to the mat. Codair quickly takes his legs and headlocks chase with them. Chase powers out as Codair and Chase quickly get back to their feet. They lock up as Codair rings chases arm, as Chase flips forward and Irish whips Codair to the ropes, Codair bounces off the ropes as Chase drives a quick knee to Codair's abdomen. Codair flips over his knee and holds onto his abdomen for a second as he goes to get back on his feet as Chase quickly goes on the attack after Codair tries to get back to his feet. Chase gets Codair up, hooks his neck in a front facelock and picks him up for a vertical suplex and holds him up for a minute as the fans cheer. Then drops him down to the mat.
Chris: Here we go Chase is smelling victory.
Codair immediately gets back to his feet along with Chase, as Chase is shocked by seeing Codair back on his feet. Chase immediately kicks Codair in the gut and hits him with a snap suplex, then picks him back up and goes for it again as Codair counters with a Northern Light's suplex. Chase locks his arms around Codair's chest and rolls over getting back to his feet hits a gut wrench suplex, as Codair holds onto Chases arm. Codair rolls around and gets back to his feet with Chase hitting a quick, hip toss, as Chase pulls him over and Codair rolls forwards. They both get back to there feet at the same time as Codair lunges at Chase grabbing him for a Head Arm Suplex. Chase quickly pushes Codair to the ropes and pry's himself off.
Codair drives a few quick forearms to Chases jaw real quick, then takes his head and smashes it off the top turnbuckle. Codair gets behind Chase and hits a German Suplex, holds him, picks him up again and hits another German. Codair holds him, and picks him up again, then quickly drops Chase back down into the Crossface and yanks back on it hard as Chase is doing everything he can not to tap. As Chase manages to loosen the Crossface enough to where he can roll into the ropes with Codair. Codair breaks the lock but quickly picks up Chase and German suplexs him back down to the mat, he holds Chase, brings Chase back to his feet, spins him to face him then hits Swinging Reverse STO, as the fans erupt.
Chris: Shatterstar
Codair drops on Chase for the pin as the referee gets into position
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The bell rings as Codair gets back to his feet and stares down Anton Chase who is laying on the matt, Codair shakes his head and cracks his neck as he raises his arm in victory.
WINNER: TJ CODAIR
HYBRID CHAMPIONSHIP
TJ CODAIR(c) vs ANTON CHASE
Ricky: This match comes about as TJ Codair told Anton Chase that if Chase beats him in a non title match, Codair would grant him a Hybrid Championship match.
Chris: As you all remember Codair did in fact lose that match against Anton Chase via Disqualification when he refused to release the Machinehead.
Ricky:And here we go
As Faint By Linkin Park blasts over the pa system, white smoke fills the entrance way as a person is seen behind the white smoke, as the person steps forward in front of the white smoke Anton Chase makes his way down the ramp way, with a cocky smile on his face and his arms out at the side, he climbs in the ring and climbs the second ropes and puts one hand up in the air. Chase gets off the ropes and gets to the corner and waits
Chris: Look at Chase's eyes he is determined to become the Hybrid Champion tonight.
Ricky: We will have to see, Codair has been on a roll as of late
The guitars and cymbals slam as From the Outside by All that Remains kicks on the loudspeakers. Codair's entrance video comes on the loudspeakers as TJ Codair steps out from the back, he cracks his neck and makes his way down to the ring, he quickly rolls in as the fans are heard chanting Codair's name. He walks over to the turnbuckles and climbs up to the 2nd turnbuckle, he looks out to the fans.
"From the outside, stand and judge like enemies
Opened eyes see reality
Trying all the while to knock me down this tragedy
And the days turn to memories."
He pounds his fist into his heart 3 times and holds his fist out to the fans. Codair then turns and jumps off the turnbuckles as the music dies down, he holds the Hybrid Championship at his side as he cracks his neck, the Codair chant is heard throughout the arena. As he waits for the match to begin.
Chase charges at Codair as Codair immediately hits a drop toe hold on Chase, putting him down to the mat, as Codair quickly gets back to his feet and grabs him in a front facelock. Codair rolls over and bridges up, then drops down with a neckbreaker as Chase quickly rolls out of the ring holding his neck as Codair glares at Chase and yells for him to get back in the ring.
Ricky: Already, Codair with a quite impressive display of wrestling behind him.
Chris: How the hell did he get Anton up like he did, that was definitely something rather new.
Chase slides back into the ring as Codair goes to drop an axehandle on him, but he rolls out of the way. Chase gets back to his feet as Codair does the same and hits a quick dropkick as Codair hits the mat, Codair gets back to his feet as Chase hits another dropkick as Codair is a little blower to get back to his feet. Codair gets back to his feet and he is hit with a flurry of forearm shots to the jaw. Codair stumbles back as Chase lunges at him nailing him a flying superman punch. Codair hits the mat hard as Chase yells out to the fans and spreads his arms taunting Codair.
Chris: Get on him Anton, don't just stand there.
Ricky: Codair is back to his knee
Chris: Anton is running for the opposite ropes, springboard forearm smash back at Codair as he is getting back to his feet.
Codair lays on the mat for a minute trying to regain himself as Chase runs at the turnbuckles scales them. Codair gets back to his feet and turns as Chase flips off the ropes and lands on Codair's shoulders and hits a Dragonranna as the referee immediately drops to the mat for the count.
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Codair kicks out as Chase immediately gets to his feet and stares down at Codair as he rolls onto his stomach and goes to pust himself up. Chase gets Codair by the arm, and does a twisting armbreaker onto the mat. Codair rolls over holding his arm as Chase immediately picks up Codair by the arm, and hits a jumping armbreaker on Codair's arm, then quickly twists Codair into a hammerlock applying pressure on Codair's left shoulder.
Chris: You know Anton is going for blood here, he is actually trying to take out Codair's arm.
Ricky: If he can take out Codair's shoulder, that limits his submission locks and suplexs, Codair's main arsenal.
Codair manages to push himself and Chase onto there sides, as Codair rolls Chase holds the shoulder, Codair's shoulder dislocates as Codair is heard screaming in pain. Codair rolls forward as Chase immediately releases the lock. Codair gets back to his feet as Chase goes to grab for the arm as Codair knife edge chops Chase, Chase quickly shakes it off and kicks Codair in the gut, then grabs Codair's left arm and Irish whips him to the ropes. Codair grabs onto the ropes with his right arm, and stops himself, as Chase charges at Codair and Codair drops down holding the top rope and Chase stumbles over the ropes.
Chris: Codair giving himself a minute to get his head back together.
Ricky: look at Codair though, I think his left arm is dislocated..
Codair gets back up as Codair's left arm just hangs to its side. The referee goes to check on Codair and starts to talk to him as Codair raises a middle finger to the referee's face and then starts to point a finger in the refs face and yell at him. The referee backs off, as Chase pulls himself back up to the apron. Codair turns towards him as Chase pulls himself over the ropes and goes for a diving shoulder block but Codair catch's it with his right arm and drops Chase down trying to go for a Crossface, but Codair cant get his arm to work right. Codair instead drives his elbow to the back of Chases head a couple of times then gets back to his feet as he turns to the referee, who tries to talk Codair into throwing the match.
Ricky: Codair is not going to quit the match
Chris: This is insane.
Ricky: Do you think he is the pillar of sanity.
Codair turns as Chase is back to his feet and grabs Codair by the arm and arm drags Codair back to the mat and drops a knee to the shoulder, Codair covers up immediately and rolls out of the ring. As Chase is now looking out to the ring yelling at Codair as Codair walks around for a minute. He looks at Chase as Chase is motioning for Codair to get back in the ring. As Codair flips Chase off, Codair turns away and looks at the ring announcers, as he turns back around Chase fly's between the ropes for a suicide dive as Codair quickly dodge sliding back into the ring. Chase lays on the floor for a minute as Codair rolls over onto his back, sits up.
Chris: Chase is dazed
Ricky: What the hell is Codair doing.
Putting his left knee to his chest he moves his left hand onto his knee and holds it there, as Codair leans back slowly. Then moves his leg forward while having his fingers wrapped around the knee cap. Codair winces in pain.
Ricky: FUCK IS HE
Chris: Yup
Ricky: That is nuts.
Chris: I'm going to be sick.
Codair continues to do this, as Chase gets back to his feet. Codair gets back to his feet, and turns to look at Chase as Chase rolls back in the ring. Chase gets back to his feet as Codair rolls his left shoulder then cracks his neck as Chase's eyes open wide. Chase shoots a kick at Codair as Codair blocks with his right hand. Chase quickly counters with a spinning heel kick which Codair blocks his right arm. Chase rolls back to his feet as Codair gets into a fighting stance keep his left shoulder away from Chase. Chase quickly goes for a punch but Codair dodges, as Chase tries for a left hook, that Codair blocks with his right arm again. Chase goes for a front kick that Codair catches holding onto the foot he trips Chase and holds the leg in a standing grapevine. He twists the leg and grabs the other leg and drops down into a figure four leg lock as Chase quickly tries to reach for the rope as Codair applies more pressure on his legs.
Chris: chase makes it to the ropes.
Ricky: luckily for him, this match will continue.
Codair lets go of the Figure Four as Chase holds onto his leg for a moment then pulls himself back to his feet as Codair immediately unloads on chase with a right hook, then a left hook, a kick to the gut, to a European uppercut, a spinning back kick to the gut then a roundhouse to the side of Chases head, as Chase drops backwards into the turnbuckles. Codair walks over to Chase and begins to kick Chase in the gut repeatedly, then Knife edge chops Chase.
Ricky: Codair mounting an offense.
Chris: A majority of this match has been Chase on Codair which is something I am quite surprised about, Codair now stomping the proverbial mud hole on Chase.
Codair pulls Chase back up to his feet and Irish whips him to the ropes, Chase bounces off the opposite ropes as Codair Japanese arm drags him back down to the mat. Chase pops back up as Codair is on top of him with a headlock, Codair applies pressure but is quickly countered into a hammerlock. Chase quickly turns into a headlock and takes Codair down to the mat. Codair quickly takes his legs and headlocks chase with them. Chase powers out as Codair and Chase quickly get back to their feet. They lock up as Codair rings chases arm, as Chase flips forward and Irish whips Codair to the ropes, Codair bounces off the ropes as Chase drives a quick knee to Codair's abdomen. Codair flips over his knee and holds onto his abdomen for a second as he goes to get back on his feet as Chase quickly goes on the attack after Codair tries to get back to his feet. Chase gets Codair up, hooks his neck in a front facelock and picks him up for a vertical suplex and holds him up for a minute as the fans cheer. Then drops him down to the mat.
Chris: Here we go Chase is smelling victory.
Codair immediately gets back to his feet along with Chase, as Chase is shocked by seeing Codair back on his feet. Chase immediately kicks Codair in the gut and hits him with a snap suplex, then picks him back up and goes for it again as Codair counters with a Northern Light's suplex. Chase locks his arms around Codair's chest and rolls over getting back to his feet hits a gut wrench suplex, as Codair holds onto Chases arm. Codair rolls around and gets back to his feet with Chase hitting a quick, hip toss, as Chase pulls him over and Codair rolls forwards. They both get back to there feet at the same time as Codair lunges at Chase grabbing him for a Head Arm Suplex. Chase quickly pushes Codair to the ropes and pry's himself off.
Codair drives a few quick forearms to Chases jaw real quick, then takes his head and smashes it off the top turnbuckle. Codair gets behind Chase and hits a German Suplex, holds him, picks him up again and hits another German. Codair holds him, and picks him up again, then quickly drops Chase back down into the Crossface and yanks back on it hard as Chase is doing everything he can not to tap. As Chase manages to loosen the Crossface enough to where he can roll into the ropes with Codair. Codair breaks the lock but quickly picks up Chase and German suplexs him back down to the mat, he holds Chase, brings Chase back to his feet, spins him to face him then hits Swinging Reverse STO, as the fans erupt.
Chris: Shatterstar
Codair drops on Chase for the pin as the referee gets into position
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The bell rings as Codair gets back to his feet and stares down Anton Chase who is laying on the matt, Codair shakes his head and cracks his neck as he raises his arm in victory.
WINNER: TJ CODAIR
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Chris: Well, it's been a great night here tonight but it's going to be EXPLOSIVE next week!
Ricky: I'm surprised tonight was kinda....light in the way of action. I may be in for a surprise next week.
Chris: Well that's rare...
Ricky: What?
Chris: You never strike down your own ego.
Ricky: And I didn't! Your just hearing things..I'm out bastard!
Chris: Well that's all we have for you tonight folks! Join us next week as were LIVE in Tampa, Florida for the Initiative PPV! Goodnight everybody!
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