Adrenaline 17: It All Begins Here

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Adrenaline 17: It All Begins Here
ARC Center
Valparaiso, Indiana
Wednesday, November 14th 2012

[The Truth Shall Set You Free]

[The lights immediately shut off in the PWX Arena as Disciple's Unstoppable blares over the PA System. A single spotlight drops down on the top of the entrance ramp as Darin Zion walks out swinging the PWX Championship almost like he's moshing. He immediately stops and drapes it over his shoulder. The crowd showers him in a chorus of boos as he gets down on his knees. He sticks his hands out with the love symbol and sticks his tongue out and the crowd continues to roar their boos.]

Now it's time to rise,
Time to fight,
Time to run like you've never run in your life.
It's the moment of your life,
A reason why,
All the blood, sweat, tears are falling down.

[Darin immediately leaps up to his feet, puts the PWX championship down at his side and immediately jumps in place for a moment. He hypes himself up before dashing towards the ring. He slides into the ring, thrusts the ground for a few moments, then pushes himself back up. He holds the PWX Title above his head as he leaps on to the second rope. The crowd groans as he smiles sadistically. He then climbs the turnbuckle, grabs the PWX Title, and holds it up towards the announcer's table position, pointing at it, bragging about his win.]

You can't be stopped,
You will survive,
You can't get up,
So what you gonna do about it,
You're unstoppable.
You're unstoppable.

[Darin immediately stops and drapes the PWX championship on his shoulder. Darin's face goes serious, completely, blank while the crowd immediately starts eating him alive. He acts like he doesn't care while they boo him.]

Crowd: You sold out! You sold out! You sold out!

Ricky Cravate: I'm speechless. Finally after all these years, Zion proved me right! He truly couldn't be as good as he seemed.

Chris Caudill: While I'd love to talk about that, I can't. It just hasn't set in with me yet. All I can say is Zion's theme song by the band Disciple just put out their new album, O God Save Us All, yesterday, and you should buy a copy.

Ricky Cravate: Seriously? All you can do is plug an album? It's quite sad you love to dodge the truth.

Chris Caudill: Well, you went quiet with Brian's turn to the good side. I just can't believe Zion would do this.

[Darin grabs a microphone and looks at the crowd. He points before he speaks around the arena. The crowd unceremoniously explodes with a roar of boos as he starts speaking.]

Darin Zion: Very well, very well, I guess I deserve what I get for my actions at Respect is Earned. I didn't expect you guys to understand immediately. After all, you don't see what I see everyday behind the scenes with PWX like I have for 8 years. I'm sure I owe you guys an explanations. Rather you guys accept it as 'good' or 'bad' is totally your call. But I want to start off and get this off my chest. What I did and will always do will always be DEFENDING you guys, regardless if you like me or hate me for it. I will never turn my back on who got me to the top of the card in the first place: the PWX fans. But sometimes, you have to understand, you MUST take action into your own hands. And what happened to Brian Hollywood at Respect is Earned is only the beginning of changes that a great man envisioned almost 3 years ago. Rather you want to believe it or not, these changes were approved by Mr. Jason Parker Oleson himself. But you can't take his word for it. He died before he could tell you his vision of PWX. Now grant it, I don't think he fully condones all the things I done the last few weeks, but he condoned the REASON behind it.

Crowd: BULL SHIT! BULL SHIT! BULL SHIT! BULL SHIT! BULL SHIT! BULL SHIT!

Darin Zion: See what the late Jason Parker Oleson envisioned for PWX was a locker room removed of a bunch of bullshit politics. He craved that each and every PWX wrestler that ever set foot into his organization get the respect they deserved for all the hard work they put into this organization. He didn't want the politics and antics to make to television sets across the world and to have NO STAR held back because someone else thought they didn't deserve their spot. Season 2 proved that story for me. I overcame the odds, bled, sweat, and broke my neck just so JPO's vision could shine. But unfortunately for PWX's current management forgot that vision and decided to bury the people who brought PWX to the TOP of any network it set foot on.

Crowd: You suck! You suck! You suck! You suck!

Darin Zion: It's true! You've seen it happen all over Twitter, PWX Television, and even across wrestling media sites all around the world. I saw it EVEN in the PWX crowd time and time again that DARIN ZION should get his moment in the spotlight once again. I saw signs that read 'Zion is God,' Zion for PWX Champion,' and 'Zion deserves better' each week when I entered the PWX arena. And I wanted to give you PWX fans exactly what you wanted. You saw it and felt it week in and week out how Darrell Hayes and Lillith Morgan favored talent who NEVER cared about PWX. They wanted to give great deals to Ryan Kidd, Ness, James Silkk, and even Brian Hollywood, over people like myself and Victor Jace who put their NECKS out to save it the previous season.

Crowd: BULL SHIT! BULL SHIT! BULL SHIT! BULL SHIT! BULL SHIT! BULL SHIT!

Darin Zion: I know, I agree with you too, it IS bullshit! We all deserve better than people who never cared about PWX in the first place or just sign because of the perks. We had that with Tyler Boyd, Ojeda, Noah Hanson, Skylar Kelly, Corey Gein, and Michael Norcia. They only cared about PWX as long as their deals lined their pockets. But we all know where my heart is. I broke my neck for PWX. I lost my girl friend for PWX. I turned my back on my parents, took pay cuts, poured my blood, and ruined my name just so we could attain heights we never dreamt of before.

Crowd: FUCK YOU ZION, FUCK YOU ZION!

[Without warning-the arena lights go out-and the sound of rain is heard over a light electric guitar riff. The tron shows a cityscape-and finally pans to the image of a man standing on the ledge of the building. His eyes are shut, until the riff ends. His eyes open and Fade by Kidd Russell kicks in-as the tron reads PARIAH across it.]

They want my life
They want me dead
They want my family not to be fed
But i wont fade – I’ll say it all day

[The fans explode as John Pariah steps onto the stage. His hair is pulled back, and he's wearing a pair of jeans and a black Wornstar t-shirt. He puts his arm in the air-keeping his eyes affixed on the man in the ring, as a wall of pyro erupts behind him.]

They want me to fail
They want me to fall
They want my career to hit a wall
But I won’t fade – I’ll say it all day!

[Pariah heads down the ramp-slapping hands with every single person at ringside. He circles the ring at least thrice-enjoying the cheers from the crowd at the ARC Center. After a few moments-he climbs into the ring as the music fades out.]

Darin Zion: What is it you wa--

[Pariah snatches the mic out of his hands, much to the crowds approval.]

John Pariah: Darin? Shut the fuck up!

Crowd: SHUT UP DARIN! *clap clap clapclapclap* SHUT UP DARIN!

Chris Caudill: Despite everything John Pariah has gone through, he looks to be in terrific shape.

Ricky Cravate: He should be dead…

Crowd: WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK!

John Pariah: Valparaiso, Indiana…do you really want Darin Zion wasting your precious time?

[The crowd roars with a loud NO! as Pariah smirks-keeping his eyes affixed on the man standing across the ring from him]

John Pariah: It's been over 70 days since I stood in this ring. 70 days that I've sat-laid up in a fucking hospital bed, comatose, in a body cast, unable to walk, to write, barely able to breathe under my own power. Jesus Christ it feels good to be standing here!

Crowd: WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK!

John Pariah: Of course, just like before-there's somebody in the ring running his damn mouth. Now I fully expected it to be James Silkk-talking about how he was robbed at Respect is Earned-but no. It's you Darin. It's you who stands in MY ring-talking more shit than the Great Mighty Poo and Mr. Hankey in a debate! You talk about Jason's vision for PWX? Do you really think he wanted you to stab your best friend in the back? Do you REALLY think he would of approved of you doing that? Do you think he would of approved of you talking down every single person on this roster-hyping yourself up to be some sovereign messiah? Do you Darin? Do you really think that? I hope not.

[Pariah pauses, pacing around the ring for a minute.]

John Pariah: This is still my company Darin-and while they may have put my ex-wife in charge-I know for a fact that she's still a better pick for the position than Darrell Hayes was. She shares Jason's true vision for PWX. She shares the same mental image that Jason had when he formed PWX originally-because like me-she was there at day one. Think about it Darin, without us-you wouldn't exist right now. Jason plucked you from some minor league feeder system-and made you a household name! You DARE to shit on his legacy by dragging his name through the dirt like you are? I should knock you on your ass right here and now!

[He gets face to face with Zion-who begins to back down. Pariah chuckles and steps back.]

John Pariah: And then there's the other person you've been verbally targeting. James Silkk.

[The crowd has a mixed reaction-as Pariah nods.]

John Pariah: That's what I thought. You see, of all the people in this building who should hate his guts-and want to see him sodomized by an elephant after eating a tub of Viagra-it's me. He took EVERYTHING from me. My wife, my daughter, my girlfriend, my job, my career, my livelihood, and he damn near took my fucking life! Now I know Jason wouldn't of approved of HOW he got into the position he got himself into-but he did win a match against me-who if you forget-is still the Best In the World.

Crowd: BEST IN THE WORLD! BEST IN THE WORLD!

John Pariah: Hayes offered him the chance of a lifetime, and I think even Jason would of agreed. He capitalized on it. He beat Tweeder-the legitimate World Champion-in the middle of this ring. He spent the following three months flying the flag for PWX, and quite honestly? Being the best World Champion we've had in YEARS.

Chris Caudill: What is he saying?

John Pariah: You want to talk about people earning respect. You want to talk about people getting respect from the fans. Yeah-you worked your way up from jobber duty to World Champion…and than you lost it, an hour later-when Jacob Wright cashed in his Total Destiny briefcase. You still got the respect from these people-and from the men and women in the back. Over the last couple of months-James Silkk earned the respect of everybody….even these fans, even the men and women in the back….even me!

[The crowd roars as Pariah smirks.]

John Pariah: You on the other hand? You threw it all away. You stabbed your best friend in the back-over a piece of gold and leather. The championship doesn't make the man Darin, the man…makes the championship. John Ojeda pissed on that title belt. Tweeder pissed on that title belt. James was the first person in years to genuinely WANT to be Champion, and treat that title with the respect it deserved! He carried that title with pride, and despite it being conveniently stolen from him-he still fought for it. He made people talk about PWX again. He carried our flag to UWL-and stole the show. Now there's a fucking LINE of people looking to wrestle him-because with or without the belt-he's earned the RESPECT of the industry. Brian Hollywood is a man who I know can continue that streak, and to be honest-until last week-so were you Darin.

Crowd: WE WANT BRIAN! *clap clap clapclapclap* WE WANT BRIAN!

John Pariah: Now? You're nothing but a shell of your former self. You think because you're holding the physical belt-these people will respect you? You whined, you complained, you bitched, you moaned. You had a chance to win the World Title from James a few weeks ago-and you came up short. You had all the respect, all the money-and in about thirty seconds-you flushed it away. Think about that Darin, because the truth is….you've lost everything...
[Pariah drops the mic, and goes to leave the ring-when the lights go out-and a red glow comes from the rafters. An angelic piano plays.]

Chris Caudill: What the hell?

This is what I brought you
This you can keep.
This is what I brought,
You may forget me.
I promise to depart
Just promise one thing.
Kiss my eyes, and lay me to sleep…

[AFI's Prelude 12/21 echoes through the arena-as the red light begins to flicker on and off. The fans boo loudly as the red light comes back on-and we see The Hood standing in the middle of the ring. He immediately drops Darin ZIon with a super kick.]

Ricky Cravate; That looked….familar…

Chris Caudill: It almost looks like the Executive Promise...

Ricky Cravate: You don't think…

Chris Caudill: No..It couldn't be….

[He turns to Pariah-who throws a wild elbow. The Hood ducks-and drops him face first with a Dream Killer as the crowd boo's loudly.]

Chris Caudill: You don't think?

Ricky Cravate: But how? The Hood took out Silkk first!

[Suddenly James Silkk comes running down the ramp, and The Hood slides underneath the ropes. Silkk yells over the ropes, as the Hood escapes walks up the ramp. He points to the ring-and pyro shoots up from the corners-forcing the arena to go black. When the lights go back up-the Hood is nowhere to be found. Medics come out to check on Zion and Pariah-as Silkk stands in the middle of the ring. We fade to commercial.

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SINGLES MATCH
DAMIEN FROST versus ADAM STRYKER

[Both men are standing in the ring-staring each other down. The ref asks them to shake hands-and Damien reluctantly agrees. He than smirks as he holds onto Stryker’s’ arm and delivers a series of hard rights to the face of Stryker. He sends him into the nearby rope and catches him with a sleeper hold-into a neckbreaker. He makes a quick cover:

ONE!

T—KICKOUT!!

Damien picks up Stryker and sends him into the far ropes-and bounces off the near ones. The two collide as Damien drives his knee into the face of Stryker. He drives down a couple boots to the sternum of Stryker-before picking him up and jetting him across the ring again-and driving the knee into Stryker’ face-once again.]

Chris Caudill: Damien Frost is a machine, and he’s looking to make an example to Adam Stryker here tonight!

Ricky Cravate: He came within seconds of becoming the Number One Contender to the Hybrid Championship at Respect Is Earned Chris. You don’t think he has payback on his mind?

[in the ring, he picks up Stryker and pushes him into the turnbuckle-to deliver a series of knife edge chops. He then climbs up and drives his fist into the face of Stryker. Not once-but 7 times before Stryker manages to power out and drop Damien with a huge spinebuster out of the corner! Stryker gets up and tries for a leg lock-but Damien sends him shoulder first into the turnbuckle. He gets up and rolls Stryker up-but instead of pinning him-he goes for a figure four of his own. Stryker tries to block it with a series of right hands-but Damien delivers a huge right hook-and locks in the figure four. After a few moments-Damien grabs the ropes for leverage and Stryker screams in pain. After a few more moments-he bridges up and manages to reverse the figure four. Damien calls out in pain before grabbing the bottom rope. The ref calls for Stryker to break the hold-which he does after a lenient five count. Both men slowly rise to their feet-as Stryker tries for a huge left hook-but Damien manages to block it and kick Stryker in the mid-section. He drops Stryker with a ddt out of desperation. He drags Stryker out from the corner area and kicks him a few times before picking him up and dropping him back down with one vertical suplex. He holds onto it and drops him-back first again. He still holds onto it-only to drop Stryker with a brainbuster! He makes the cover:

one..........

Two.................

Thr-kickout!]

Chris Caudill: do you think Stryker might of underestimated Damien Frost here tonight?

Ricky Cravate: Frost is a murdering machine, I doubt he under estimated him though-Stryker is a great competitor!

[Damien picks up Stryker and delivers a huge forearm to the face-then sends him off into the nearby ropes-only to send him into the corner with a huge armdrag! He gets up and smirks-as he waits for Adam Stryker to get to his feet. He then runs at Stryker who catches him and launches him face-first into the steel turnbuckle post! Damien lands face first on the post-with his head bouncing back-as the crowd pops slightly. Stryker grabs him as he stumbles around showing the camera the blood now covering his face-only to be met with a huge right from Stryker. He goes to throw him across the ring-but Damien tries to reverse it-only to get rocked with an exploder suplex from the newest nightmare as the crowd reacts accordingly.]

Chris Caudill: These fans-suprisingly are getting behind Stryker!

Ricky Cravate: I know it’s weird. Our fans are fickle creatures, they cheer who they like.

[Stryker climbs out of the ring and grabs a steel chair from under the ring. He gets back in and wedges it in the corner before walking to the other side of the ring-and calling for Damien to get up. After a few moments he does-and Stryker runs at him for a gore-but Damien dodges it-sending Stryker face first into the steel chair! He grabs Stryker and drags him to the center of the ring. He kicks him in the stomach and lifts Stryker onto his shoulders, and drops him with a death valley driver.

Chris Caudill: This could be it!

[Damien goes for the cover on Stryker:

one...........................................

Two.............................................................................

Three----kickout!]

Chris Caudill: oh my god! Stryker just kicked out of a brutal Death Valley Driver from Damien Frost.

[Damien picks him up and tries for a second Damien’s blade. Stryker blocks it by dropping to his knees and hitting a lowblow. He then pulls Damien onto his shoulders and drops him with Clouds over California.]

Chris Caudill: This could be it!

Ricky Cravate: If Stryker is able to score the win here-it could set him on the path to championship gold!

Chris Caudill: You know Lillith is watching this match closely-with the relaunch of the Evolution Title announced over the weekend…

[Stryker makes the cover:

one..........................

Two..........................................

Three-kickout!

Damien manages to kick out at the last second. Stryker gets up and grabs the metal folding chair from earlier and sets it up. He throws Damien to the turnbuckle and then collides with a clothesline. He sets up Damien for the another Clouds Over California. As Stryker is mid-move-Damien manages to move his body and force Stryker down with a reverse DDT-sending back first on the open steel chair. Damien’s plan works to a t-but he’s still down for the Adam Strykers assault.

Ricky Cravate: both men are down...

Chris Caudill: and possibly out!

[both men roll in pain and drape an arm over each other.]

Chris Caudill: both men are trying to make a pin attempt?

[the ref shrugs and gets down to count the pin]

one.................

Two....................................

Both men are able to get their shoulders up before three. Both men struggle to a knee-and Damien is the first to his feet. He lifts him up. He delivers an uppercut-and shoots Stryker into the ropes. On the rebound-he delivers a massive Frostbite-nailing Stryker in the jaw. The fans boo as Frost smirks-and goes for the cover:

ONE!!!

TWO!!!!

THREE!!!!!!!!!

Alexis Lace: Here is your winner..DAMIEN..FROST!!!


[The fans boo as Frost's music reprises and he rolls to the floor, heading up the ramp.]

WINNER: Damien Frost via pinfall @ 7:10

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A Champion Speaks


We are backstage as we see Jason jumping up and landing on a production case then jumping back down and up again repeatedly over and over. We can see he is wearing a brand new PWX zip hoodie. He does it one last time as he jumps down he looks out of his peripheral vision and notices the camera. He turns around grabbing the Hybrid title slinging it over his left shoulder. The belts shine in the light as he begins speaking to the camera.

“November 14th 2012 will forever be remembered as the night the career of Timothy Hunt ended in the middle of the ring in Valparaiso Indiana. I never once thought I would be the man to end some ones career but then I think and honestly who better? I am the ace of this organization the man who is the measuring stick for in ring work. This match is going to steal the show and sure Timothy will have a few flashes of prior brilliance but then as it always does it will fade like a candle in the wind. While he is trying to hold on to his career I will evolve to the most dangerous man in Pro Wrestling X. Timothy get ready for your last main event because next week you will be doing what the so called great Ness is doing this week your going to be on the outside looking in.”

He puts the hood up over his head as he walks away from the camera it watches him walk towards the ring as it does all it shows is the PWX logo across his back.

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NON-TITLE MATCH
UWL International Champion RYAN KIDD versus VICTOR JACE

[The camera pans around the arena-as Victor Jace and UWL International Champion Ryan Kidd stand in the ring. Ryan Kidd stares Victor Jace down but Jace makes the first move as he grabs Kidd and tosses him to the ground and follows up with a kick to his midsection. Jace begins stalking him a bit as Kidd attempts to get up. As he gets to his knees Jace charges him but Kidd quickly rolls out of the way and grabs Jaces foot and trips him down to the mat. Jaces face hits the mat with sickening force, Kidd quickly takes advantage and covers:

ONE!!!

TWO!!

THRE--KICKOUT!!

Ricky Cravate: Oh Kidd almost stole a win there.

Chris Caudill: Yeah the trip was slick move on his part.

[Jace just gets his shoulder up. He gets rolled over and as he does he punches up for Kidds face and…CONNECTS! Kidd falters and Jace manages to get to his feet. As he does he charges forward… CLOTHESLINE! He covers:

ONE!!!

TWO!!

TH--KICKOUT!

Ricky Cravate: Close but no cigar!

Chris Caudill: We almost seen this match come to a quick and swift ending.

Ricky Cravate: Jace is indeed the more experienced man in the ring but I get the feeling Ryan Kidd isn’t going to give up that easily.

Chris Caudill: What ever gives you that idea? Could it be the fact that Ryan Kidd has that never say die attitude?

[Kidd kicks out and Jace Roberts wasting no time lifts Kidd up to his feet and levels him up. He grapples Kidd under his arms and SUPLEX! As Kidds body hits the mat a sickening thud echoes throughout the arena as if he may have a broken back. Kidd holds his back in pain and Jace gets to his feet and not showing any sign of disrespect quickly puts Kidd into a sleeper hold. Kidd fights hard against the submission but Jace has it locked in. Kidd begins to fade as the ref lifts his hand:]

ONE!

Chris Caudill: Uh oh, this isn’t looking good for Kidd.

Ricky Cravate: Just tap Kidd! You don’t want to risk injury.

[The ref once more lifts his hand and drops it.

TWO!!

[The ref lifts his hand for the final time:

Chris Caudill: HE KEEPS IT UP!

Ricky Cravate: Kidd is fighting with deep desire in this one!

[Jace is in disbelief and releases the hold and gets to his feet. He seems a bit inspired by Kidds courage to continue the match. Jace lets him once more get to his feet but this time he lets Kidd regain his composure. As Kidd turns around Jace is waiting at the other end of the ring staring him down. Kidd smiles a bit and charges. He pushes Jace into the turnbuckle but Jace is pounding away at the top of his head the whole time. As Kidd lifts him to the top of the turnbuckle Jace grabs his head and once more puts him into a submission… Jace is sitting on top of the turnbuckle while choking Kidd. His neck is being stretched terribly until…Kidd acts quickly and flips Jace over his shoulder and off the turnbuckle. Kidd falls to his bottom grasping his neck and breathing heavily. ]

Chris Caudill: Both men appear to be tired and wore down already.

Ricky Cravate: Well this sure has been one for the books thus far Chris! Ryan Kidd is showing his guts and detirmination-but Victor Jace is showing he has the experience to squash this savvy rookie.

[Kidd makes it to his feet but catches a hard knee to the ribs from Victor Jace. He drops him head first with the Natural Selection as the crowd boo's loudly. The former Evolution Champion goes for the cover:

ONE!

TWO!!!

THREE!!! '


The bell rings as Jace's music hits and he rolls to the floor. He smirks as he begins to head up the ramp-stopping and grabbing Kidd's UWL International belt. He smiles as he holds it up-and than drops it to the ground before heading up the ramp.

WINNER: Victor Jace via pinfall @ 8:20

The fans boo loudly as we fade to a backstage segment.


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[The scene fades in at the trainers office-where EMTs and medical staff are checking on John Pariah. The camera is outside the open door-and we see an armed security guard-whose name badge reads JAMAL is standing outside it. The fans have a mixed reaction as the former World Champion, James Silkk steps into frame.]

Jamal the Guard: I'm sorry sir. You're not allowed near this office.

James Silkk: I just want to…talk…can I please.

Jamal the Guard: I said you're not allowed here sir. Under strict orders from Li---

John Pariah: It's okay Jamal.

[Pariah walks through the doorway, wearing a brace on his back.]

John Pariah: I can handle this. You wait here.

[He turns to James and sighs.]

John Pariah: What James? What on Heaven, Hell, and Earth could you possibly want right now?

James Silkk: I'm sorry.

John Pariah: What?

James Silkk: The Hood attacked you and Darin for no reason. It's only a matter of time before he attacks Marisol-all because he has it out for me.

John Pariah: Do you blame him?

James Silkk: No. I've done terrible things-and I deserve my penance-whatever that may be. But I have to know…what you said out there John, did you mean it?

John Pariah: Every word.

[Silkk pauses-looking to the ground, unable to look his half brother in the face.]

James Silkk: I'm sorry. I know it doesn't mean anything-but I'm sorry.

[John Pariah sighs. Putting his hand on James' shoulder.]

John Pariah: I can forgive you James, because my hands are just as bloody. I crippled a man's father. I put Danny Szatkowski and his family through hell a few years ago. I'm the reason that no matter how hard Lillith tries to recruit him-he won't come back to PWX. You gave me a gift James, you gave me the gift of solace. I was able to reflect, regrow, recharge. Will I forget what you did to me? No. But you did prove yourself after our match kid. You belong here-and you belong in the main event. I'm just sorry I didn't see it earlier…

[Pariah slips his shirt back on-and begins to walk out of frame.]

James Silkk: I think I know who The Hood is…..

[Pariah stops in his tracks-and looks back at James.]

James Silkk: Think about it John. Who knows your moves, my moves, even Norcia, Brian, and Darins moves-as well as we do.

John Pariah: You don't think…..

James Silkk: Let's talk…

[Pariah puts his hands on the camera, as we cut to commercial.]


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SPECIAL CHALLENGE MATCH
JAKE KEETON versus JAMES SILKK

[The fans cheer as the two stars lock up in the center of the ring-just as we come back from commercial. Silkk snaps him over with a quick side headlock take over-but Keeton rolls through and locks Silkk face front in a front chancery. Silkk battles to his feet-breaking the hold and following up with a huge enziguri kick-dazing the craft ring veteran. He shoots him into the turnbuckle-and knocks him down with a quick rolling heel kick off the ropes. He rolls Jake Keeton up for a quick pin:

ONE!

TWO--KICKOUT!!!

The fans cheer as Keeton powers out before three-shaking the cobwebs out as Silkk smirks-allowing his opponent to get to his feet. Both men exchange smirks as Silkk offers him a handshake-saying You asked for this Jake. he reluctantly accepts-as James tries to shoot him into the turnbuckle. Keeton counters it and drops Silkk with a quick neck breaker as the crowd pops. Keeton rains in right hands and then picks up Silkk and delivers a series of chops to the chest. He then tries to shoot him into the fair railing-but Silkk counters it and shoots Keeton into the steel gaurd. Silkk runs at him-but Jake gets the boot to and stops him in his tracks. He then grabs Silkk by the hair and shoots him into the ropes-dropping him with a sleeping neck breaker. He crawls over the former World Champion and goes for a cover:

ONE!!

TWO!!

THR--KICKOUT!


[He gets up and rolls Silkk onto his back-before he drives an elbow down on the back of Silkk's head and then continues to put the boots to him. He picks him up and shoots him into the ropes. The fans pop as he follows it up-driving his knee into the ribs of the former Champion-as he connects with the ropes. Jake then shoots him into the turnbuckle-and delivers a series of knife edge chops. He then steps back and tries for a running splash-but Silkk catches him with a boot. He sets him up for a suplex-but Keeton blocks it. Keeton then manages to front suplex Silkk onto the top rope, before delivering a running knee strike to The Abstract-knocking him onto the apron. Jake delivers a hard chop and then tries to suplex Silkk into the ring. He gets him up-but then drops him with a brainbuster as the crowd pops. Keeton rolls into the cover:

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Two..................................................................

Thre---KICKOUT! ]

Chris Caudill: James Silkk has proven his resiliency over the last few weeks.

Ricky Cravate: But Jake Keeton has been fairly dominant. He defeated Victor Jace in his debut-and in turn, had an impressive showing in the Hybrid Scramble at Respect is Earned!

[The fans have a mixed reaction as Silkk is able to roll the shoulder up before the 3 count. Keeton sighs and picks him up and throws him into the corner. He follows it up with a running splash in the corner-and than he throws Sikk to the mat. He climbs to the middle rope-and drops a diving knee across his face, before hooking the far leg again:

ONE!!

TWO!!

THR--KICKOUT!]

Chris Caudill: I think Jake Keeton might be getting frustrated right now!

Ricky Cravate: He may have bit off more than he can chew Chris. James Silkk has proven that he is a force here in PWX!

[In the ring-Keeton lifts Silkk up and delivers a hard elbow to the chest-forcing him into the ropes. He shoots him across the ring-but Silkk counters it with a massive over head suplex. He quickly scurries over to Keeton-and goes for a cover:

ONE!

TWO!

THR--KICKOUT!!

Silkk picks him up and shoves him face first into the turnbuckle. He follows it up with a running dropkick to the back of the head-followed by a neck breaker across his side. He again goes for the cover:

ONE!

TWO--KICKOUT!

Silkk slams his fist into the mat-as stalks Keeton as he gets to his feet. He springs off the ropes with a moonsault-but Keeton ducks it. Silkk lands on his feet behind the veteran-and immediately goes for the Dream Killer. Keeton forces him back-and slips behind him-shoving him off into the ropes. He comes back, dropping Silkk with a jumping leg lariat as the crowd pops loudly. He immediately goes for the cover:

ONE!!

TWO!!

THREEE!!!!

The bell rings as Keeton rolls off of Silkk-celebrating his victory in the ring.]

Alexis Lace: Here is your winner..Jake…Keeton!!!

WINNER: Jake Keeton via pinfall @ 7:01

[The ref holds his arm up as the crowd cheers loudly. After a moments celebration-he see's Silkk getting to his feet-and extends his hand to him.]

Chris Caudill: Impressive display from both men tonight Ricky!

Ricky Cravate: A win over the former World Champion? You KNOW that has to put Jake Keeton up the ladder and quick!

[Silkk shakes his hand-and raises it as the crowd applauds.]

Chris Caudill: James Silkk earned the respect of the fans last week Ricky…

Ricky Cravate: And I think he cemented that tonight!

[Jake Keeton heads up the ramp, as Silkk stands in the ring for a moment. Suddenly, pyro shoots up from the ring posts. A red light covers the arena-as The Hood appears behind Silkk. The fans boo as he turns around-and is immediately met with a flurry of shots from the Hood.]

Chris Caudill: He has a vendetta against the former World Champion!

[The Hood lifts Silkk onto his shoulders-and drops him with the Go To Sleep-striking his face with his knee as the crowd boo's loudly.]

Ricky Cravate: You don't think…..

Chris Caudill: The Hood attacked Pariah earlier. I mean it is a little funny the Hood is using Pariah's own move here…

Ricky Cravate: But he used Brian Hollywoods finisher on Darin Zion earlier…

Chris Caudill: And James Silkk's on Pariah earlier tonight…..

Ricky Cravate: This is just getting weird…

[The Hood stands over Silkk. The fans cheer as Marisol runs down the ramp-to help her man. No sooner does she get in the ring-than pyro shoots up from the posts again. The arena goes black-and a red spotlight is shown up towards the rafters-where the Hood now stands in watch.]

The Hood: James Silkk….your angel of death….awaits……

[The lights return to normal, as Marisol checks on her husband-and we fade to commercial.]



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PWX WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
TIAMI TYLER & JESSICA HARMONY (c) versus TEAGAN & ALEXIA ROSE

[The scene fades in from commercial-and the two teams are standing in the ring.]

Chris Caudill: Welcome back folks. It’s time for our first of two huge Title Matches!

Ricky Cravate: Tiami Tyler and Jessica Harmony make their first defense of the PWX World Tag Team Championship-as they face the debuting Rose Sisters, Teagan and Alexia!

Chris Caudill: Let’s send it to ringside for what is sure to be one helluva match!

[As the bell rings, both Tiami and Teagan circle the ring, keeping their eyes locked on each other. They both lock up in the center of the ring-but Tiami moves quickly and gets Teagan in a side headlock. Teagan pushes Tiami out of it, and into the ropes. As Tiami comes back, she gets a kick to the gut, causing her to double over and Teagan bounces off the opposite side ropes and brings Tiami down with a running neck breaker. Tiami and Teagan are both up at the same time, and Teagan gives Tiami a few chops to the chest, followed by an over head punch. Tiami is leaning on the ropes and Teagan sends a powerful kick to Tiamis gut. But Tiami catches Teagans kick, and pulls her up, throwing Teagan backwards unto a back flip in which she lands on her feet. Teagan charges at Tiami, and Tiami reaches down low, and picks up Teagan, dropping her head and chest first on the top rope. ]

Ricky Cravate: Looks like the younger Rose sister was left hung up to dry.

[As Teagan picks herself off the top rope, Tiami hits Teagan with a monster clothesline as soon as Teagan turns around. Tiami picks her up and attempts to smash her head onto the turnbuckle. But Teagan blocks the shot, and sends an elbow to the champions ribs. She follows it up by slamming Tiami’s face into the turnbuckle as the crowd has a mixed reaction.]

Chris Caudill: The crowd is behind Tiami.

Ricky Cravate: And they don’t really care about Teagan. At all.

[Teagan now has Tiami locked into the corner as he delivers a flurry of chops to the chest of her opponent. Teagan climbs to the second rope and starts to send over head punches down. The crowd actually counts with her-until Tiami powers out of the corner and drops her with a powerbomb. She rolls her into the cover:

ONE!

TWO!

TH—Alexia breaks up the count as the crowd begins to boo.]


Chris Caudill :I don?t know about you, but Teagan and Tiami are pretty evenly matched.

Ricky Cravate: Both women are going at it pretty hard, and giving the fans their moneys worth tonight. Lets just hope their partners can do the same!

[Teagan starts to make her way up and Tiami gets in position, but from no where Jessica slaps Tiami on the back hard, tagging herself in. Tiami looks pissed off as the ref forces Tiami to go back to her corner. Jessica Harmony is now in the ring as he runs towards Teagan. But Teagan sees it and takes her down with a hard spinebuster as the crowd pops. She quickly tags in Alexia-as Jessica gets back to her feet. She runs at Ms. Harmony-but gets rocked with an elbow to the face. She follows it up and drops her with a DDT, rolling her into a cover:

ONE!

TWO—KICKOUT!

The fans boo loudly as Jessica shakes her head-lifting Alexia up by the hair. She quickly drops her with a Russian leg sweep-and smirks as she draws the hatred from the crowd. Slowly, Alexia makes her way back to her feet and Jessica brings her back down with a body slam, followed by driving her right knee into Alexia’s chest. She gets on top of Alexia and sends a few punches to Alexia’s face. Eventually she is forced to get off, but Harmony kicks Alexia a few times until she makes her way up. Harmony grabs Alexia and whips her into the ropes. On her way back, Alexia gets hit with a back body drop. She stalks Alexia possibly readying her for a glam slam. Tiami slaps her on the back-making a tag as the crowd pops. The two women argue in the ring-as the ref forces Jessica back into the corner. The fans cheer loudly as Marisol Silkk jumps the railing-and pulls Jessica off the apron-slamming her face first into the ring post. Tiami looks shocked as Alexia rolls her up from behind-and tries to steal the win:

ONE!

TWO!!!

THREE---KICKOUT!!!

The fans cheer as Tiami kicks out. Alexia goes on the attack-but as Tiami gets to her feet-she throws a knee and catches Alexia in the ribs with it. She lifts her up and drops her with a package piledriver as the crowd pops loudly. Teagan runs into the ring-and Tiami sends her over the ropes-out onto the apron. She follows it up with a roundhouse kick-knocking her to the floor-before covering the younger of the two Rose sisters:

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

The bell rings as Tiami rolls to the floor-and the ref hands her the PWX Tag Titles.]

Alexis Lace: Here are your winners and STILL PWX World Tag Team Champions..Tiami Tyler and Jessica Harmony!!

[On the floor-Marisol lifts up Jessica and throws her into the railing-yelling obscenities at her.]

Chris Caudill: Marisol got the win at Respect is Earned, but Jessica has continued her war against her-challenging to a Coma Pit Match at Never Say Die!

Ricky Cravate: With both women’s careers on the line-it’s amazing that Lillith Morgan approved of the match at that!

WINNERS: Tiami Tyler & Jessica Harmony

[The fans begin cheering Marisol as she grabs Jessica by the hair again-and throws her into an open chair. She delivers a hard kick to the chest-knocking her down. She picks her up and throws her into the railing, delivering another flurry of strikes.]

Chris Caudill: We need security out here!

Ricky Cravate: Go Mari! Kick her beautiful ass!

[Security comes down-and grabs Marisol, holding her back as medics check on the tag team champion. Marisol cackles-as security brings her up the ramp, and we fade backstage.]

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Everybody Was Kung Fu Fighting

[We are taken backstage where Darin Zion can be seen walking with the PWX Championship draped over his shoulders. The crowd once again shower him with boos as he struts with confidence towards his locker room. As Zion is about to enter his locker room, Jerry Clark stops him to Zion's semi displeasure.]

Jerry Clark: Excuse me Zion, I was wanting to see if I could catch a word from you for a moment.

[Zion looks at him with distaste but finds the opportunity to preach more of his example across the board.]

Zion: Normally I'd just shoe you off right off the bat Jerry. However, since I'm in a good mood tonight, I'll take a few moments to talk to you. So..what do you want?

Jerry: Well, you had some strong words out there tonight Zion. However, I think the people of PWX are still clouded by your plans for the near future. Care to share some light on that?

Zion: My plans have been hush for awhile now Jerry. Now that I've executed part one of my plan, you'll start to see more and more changes around here.

[Zion directs him to the front of his locker room door. Jerry looks at it with interest.]

Zion: You see that Jerry? This is a bitter sweet type of shtick. I've finally got a golden name for my door! You know, while I like it, why does it have to come at the expense of doing things MY WAY? I shouldn't have to ask for things around here! I've been part of PWX since the beginning. I've been getting cold shouldered and I bust my ass out there night in and night out and when I DEMAND things, PWX just gets around to getting it done? This is part of the injustice that has befallen on me for years Jerry. This is what I've had to put up with! No more! It's time that I've been given what I've been EARNED! Just wait until you see the inside Jerry. What's coming from the inside is what I've earned.

[Jerry just shrugs his shoulders as Zion goes to open his locker room door. As he opens it and starts to walk part way in, Zion gets laid out by an Executive Promise. The crowd breaks out into a loud chorus of cheers as Mr. Executive, Brian Hollywood, comes walking from around the inside of the door of Zion's locker room. Hollywood doesn't smile as he sports a street look of black jeans and a leather jacket. Hollywood also has a bandage across the top of his forehead and a bruise around his left eye and a few stitches. Hollywood looks at Zion and slowly bends his knees as he comes level with a knocked out Darin Zion. Hollywood stares coldly at his former best friend with nothing but darkness in his eyes. Hollywood shakes his head and turns his attention to the floor. Hollywood picks up his PWX Championship and stands back up straight once again. Jerry Clark just looks on and tries to get a word but Hollywood doesn't say one word. Hollywood drapes his PWX Championship over his shoulder and shoves Zions body over and walks out of the locker room not saying a single word. Hollywood makes small eye contact with Jerry but then walks off as the crowd cheer loudly.]

Chris: Hollywood strikes out of nowhere!

Ricky: As much as I hate to say it, Hollywood did pull a fast one over on Zion tonight.

Chris: Did you see the look in his eye Ricky? I don't think I've ever seen that look on Brian Hollywood before. His world definately has been turned upside down on him.

Ricky: Poetic Justice. The Hollywood Boyz belong in the deepest darkest place of the earth..that we never hear from them again!

Chris: Hollywood hasn't spoken one word since prior to his match with James Silkk. Just how speechless has the PWX Champion become? One thing is for sure though, Hollywood definately still can make a statement without words. I know that whenever Hollywood does speak though, I'll be very interested to see what he has to say!]



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MAIN EVENT
PWX HYBRID CHAMPIONSHIP
NO TIME LIMIT MATCH
JASON ARIES (c) versus TIMOTHY HUNT

[The bell rings, but neither man moves to take a first shot. Instead, the two slowly circle around each other, feeling one another out before shaking hands as the crowd pops]

Chris Caudill: that's it!

Ricky Cravate: Regardeless of what the internet thinks-you know there is some mutual respect between these two. On Adrenaline a few weeks ago, they went to the limit-literally.

Chris Caudill: Tonight though. There must be a winner! Lillith Morgan confirmed via her Twitter that in addition to no time limit, there would be no DQ and no count outs as well!

[Finally, they get to it. Moving in, the two engage in a simple collar and elbow tie up, attempting to establish control over one another but it seems to be a dead even. The struggle continues for a few moments longer before, finally, Hunt begins to get the advantage, backing Aries up into the ropes. On the ropes, the two struggle for a moment, Aries trying to get free while Hunt attempts to capitalize on this advantage, but the Ref comes in before anything can be proven. Breaking the two up, the ref would wait until they were a good distance apart before allowing them to go at it once again.]

Ricky Cravate: A stalemate so far between the dominant Champion and the brash, cocky challenger

[Back in the ring, the two warriors are moving back toward one another, seemingly more cautious than before. After a few more moments of feeling out, they lock up in another collar and elbow, only for Hunt to hit the go behind. Locking his arms around Aries's waist, Hunt rushed the ropes, attempting to go for the roll up upon the rebound, but Aries is able to use the momentum to his advantage, rolling out of the attempted pin.]

Ricky Cravate: Nice display of athleticism by Aries there.

Chris Caudill: It won't do him any good.

Ricky Cravate: ...As long as this last longer than the last time you had sex, I don't care.

Chris Caudill: What?!

Ricky Cravate: Don't think I can't hear you through the hotel walls.

Chris Caudill: Why is this always brought up in the middle of an amazing match?

Ricky Cravate: Good question…..

[Dazed by the quick roll performed by Aries and himself, Hunt gets up onto his feet, turning into a Aries headscissors take down. As quickly as the move is performed, the two men are up on their feet again, only to have Hunt run into a quick arm drag from Aries. Another pop up, another arm drag by Aries. Hunt and Aries pop up one more time, but instead of an arm drag, Aries goes for a dropkick to the chops, but Timothy- having realized this little pattern, stops short, leaving Aries to drop down onto the mat with a rough thud. With Aries down, Hunt moves in, laying in the boots on Aries's upperbody before grabbing him by the hair. Carefully, he drags Aries up onto his feet. With hair still in hand, he'd take him by the hand, whipping Aries off toward the ropes and kneeling down for the back body drop, but it was telegraphed. Seeing Hunt drop on his rebound, Aries manages to leap frog over his back. Aries comes off the ropes once more after the leapfrog, but rather than attack, he leaps up onto the standing Hunt shoulders. With Hunt moving up onto his feet, Aries leans forward, attempting to take him down into a victory roll, but Hunt would have none of this. As soon as Aries goes up onto his shoulders, Hunt hands at at Aries's thighs, roughly pushing him up and over his head, going for a front face plant. Somehow, Aries channels the spirit of Rey Mysterio Jr. and, against all odds, blocks the face plant with his hands, catching himself just before impact, but he has a problem: Hunt grabbed his legs in mid air, hoping to add more force into the slam and possibly turn it into a submission. Unfortunately, it seems this has panned out. Aries, always the inventive one, decides the best offense is a good flippy manuever, and with a quick tuck and roll, he sends Hunt flying through the air and onto the mat with a reverse monkey flip. Neither man stays down after this, as both of them pop up, ready to continue the fight.]

Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME *clap clap clapclapclap* THIS IS AWESOME

Ricky Cravate: I don't think I've ever seen that before…

Chris Caudill: this is why the Hybrid Division is the best action in a wrestling ring!

[The two let the fans chant their asses off, for after a display like that, it is well deserved. However, this pause is short lived as Hunt moves in, attempting to grab Aries, but he manages to duck under his lunge with a quick go behind. Hunt turns around, only to EAT a forearm. Nailing Hunt with another forearm, Aries backs him into the ropes before grabbing him by the hand, shooting him to the other side the ring, but Hunt reverses and, rather than let go of Aries, he pulls him toward him, burying his right knee into his sternum, before following up with a quick gutwrench suplex. Landing square on his back, Aries shot up into a seated position, grasping his pain stricken lower back. With Aries prone and unaware, Hunt swooped in, locking the man into a rough rear chin lock.]

Ricky Cravate: Hunt gunning for Aries's neck.

Chris Caudill: Possibly setting up for the Storyteller?

[Hunt reared back on Aries's neck, causing groans of pain and anguish to come from the Champion as he reached out to the ropes, to the fans. Quickly, those very fans he reached out to rallyed behind him, immediately beginning to warm that chant up. Within moments, the ARC Center is rocking, begging the champion to find the courage to break from the hold. Clenching that hand into a tight fist, he'd pull it back, roughly jamming it back into Hunt chest. The crowd went off, encouraging more from the champion and, once more, another elbow would be jammed back into Hunt chest, loosening the hold. Working himself up onto his knee, Aries fired off another elbow, and then another. The fans were livid, showing full support for Aries before finally, he broke free.]

Chris Caudill: Despite his actions, these PWX fans respect Jason Aries.

Ricky Cravate: He may not be Mr. Popular in the locker room-but he has truly earned the support of the fans.

[Finally escaping the hold- the Hybrid Champion threw himself toward the ropes, preparing to strike as he came back, only to eat a drop toe hold from Hunt. As quickly as the crowd had come alive, an audible groan of disbelief would wash over the arena as Hunt locked an STF onto the champion. He wrenches back-adding more damage to the neck of the Hybrid Champion.]

Chris Caudill: Damn. Timothy Hunt is focused tonight on winning the Hybrid Title!

[Aries clawed at the mat as Hunt wrenched upon his neck, the former prisoner seemingly intent on cracking the Champion's neck as he rested. Keeping that hold on, Hunt would taunt Aries before untwining his legs with Aries's, only to float over into a cross face type submission. Wrenching even harder upon Aries's head and neck, Hunt let out a feral yell, seemingly enjoying the pain he inflicted upon his foe. Crying out in pain, Aries refusing to tap out as he fought to get free. Bringing his free hand up, he'd grab at Hunt's hands, attempting to unlock those tightly clenched fingers only to receive a rough jerk at his neck. Screaming out in pain, Aries would hesitate for a moment, unsure of what to do before finally, he did what he had to do. He jammed a finger into Hunt eyes. A sharp scream pierced the air, sounding out over the fervor of the crowd. The hold was released immediately, followed by Hunt rolling away, leaving both men to nurse their wounds at opposite sides of the ring. ]

Ricky Cravate: Aries isn't looking too good here.

Chris Caudill: I don't agree with the tactic-but if Jason wanted to hold onto his Hybrid Championship-he had no other options.]

[Aries was the first one onto his feet, thanks to the ropes. It was clear to see that his neck was hurt, as he was bent over, clenching tightly at the injured area. Meanwhile, on the other side of the ring, Hunt was making his way to his feet as well, rubbing gingerly at a bloodshot eye. For a moment, the two paused, looking off at each other across the ring for a moment, seemingly in silent respect before Hunt took off running at him. Seeing Hunt coming, Aries waited for the last moment before ducking down, pulling the top rope down as Hunt reached him, sending him flying over the top. Mr. Controversy grabbed onto that rope though- trying to keep from hitting the floor as Aries stumbled away from the ropes, favoring his poor neck. Pulling himself up onto the apron, Hunt would prepare to come back into the ring, but unfortunately, Aries caught sight of him out of the corner of his eye. With a painful burst of speed, Aries threw himself forward, sending a superkick up to Hunt jaw, sending him flying off the apron and down to the floor below.]

Ricky Cravate: These fans want to see this match go to the air!

[With Hunt on the floor, Aries had all the time in the world to rest and heal up that poor, aching neck of his...But he had to look out into the crowd. He had to look at all the people, screaming and chanting. He had to look out at his fans. Standing up straight, Aries looked out into the crowd, slowly turning with a slight, visible amount of pain on his face as he took it all in. He then knew what he had to do. Pointing over toward where Hunt lay, struggling to get up, Aries would pause for a moment, waiting for the moment to be perfect. The crowd came alive once more, waiting for the carnage to unfold. Aries ran off the far ropes-and dove over the top-crashing into Timothy Hunt with a tope con hello as the crowd erupts.]

Crowd: PWX! PWX! PWX! PWX!

Ricky Cravate: Where else are you going to see this type of action? Now in HOW, not in WARPED, not in TRUE, NOWHERE else!

Chris Caudill: TRUE is still a thing?

[The fans cheer loudly as both men struggle to their feet. Aries is the first-as he grabs a steel chair from ringside. He turns around and drives it into the gut of the challenger. He set Hunt onto the chair after opening it-and delivered a hard kick to the chest. He slid back into the ring-and ran the ropes-before diving through with a suicide dive. Hunt rolls off the chair, and the champion collides with the steel-pretty much wrapping it around his head and upper body. The fans begin to bang on the railing, as Hunt climbs to his feet. He pulls the chair off of the champion-and throws it aside, before lifting him up and quickly planting him with a DDT on the floor. He picks him up-and throws him into the railing. He delivers a clubbing blow to the back of the beck. He turns him around and throws him into the ring apron-delivering a running knee strike to the spine of the champion. He slides him into the ring again-and goes for a quick cover:

ONE!!

TWO!!

THR--KICKOUT!!

Hunt lifts Aries up-and drops him hard with a Twist of Fate as the crowd boo's loudly. Hunt smirks as he climbs to the top rope-and dives off with a swanton bomb as the crowd boo's even louder.]

Chris Caudill: Controversy's Story! This could be it!

[Hunt hooks the leg:

ONE!!

TWO!!

THR--KICKOUT!]

Ricky Cravate: NO! Aries is still in this thing!

[Hunt gets up and drops Aries with a uranage slam in the center of the ring-and immediately locks the Storyteller in on the Hybrid Champion.]

Chris Caudill: That's it! Aries is in the dead center of the ring!

[Hunt wrenches back on his anaconda vice, tearing at the neck of the Champion. The ref gets in perfect position-asking Aries if he wants to tap out. He refuses for the longest time, as the crowd begins to hit the railing. Hunt finally lets the hold go-and lifts Aries up. He drops him with an STO across his knee-and than locks the Storyteller in again-this time the crowd boos louder with each passing second. After a few moments in the hold-Aries begins to tap out on the mat-and the bell rings loudly.]

Chris Caudill: No way!

Ricky Cravate: NEW CHAMPION!

Alexis Lace: Here is your winner….and the NEW PWX Hybrid Champion…..TIMOTHY HUNT!!!!

WINNER: Timothy Hunt via submission @ 14:02

[The fans boo as Hunt rolls to the floor-holding up the Hybrid Championship. He smiles, as he slings it over his shoulder-and celebrates his win as a pyro shoots up from the stage.]

Chris Caudill: We have a new Hybrid Champion!

Ricky Cravate: I can't believe it!

[Hunt celebrates on the stage as we fade to black.]

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