Post by PWXonline on Aug 27, 2012 13:49:38 GMT -5
Opener:
Previously on PWX Adrenaline
[Footage of Tyler Boyd assaulting Jacob Rollins is shown]
Darrell Hayes' war continues, as the Hybrid Champion felt his wrath!
[Footage of John Duke retaining the Evolution Championship is shown]
Duke continues to reign as Evolution Champion. Tonight however, will he play spoiler to Jacob Rollins swan song?
[Footage of Kirsta Lewis and Marissa Stamm brawling are shown]
Two vixens prepare to do battle, as their rivalry comes to ahead, at the Night of Grudges!
[The opening pyro shoots off, as "Last Man Standing" echoes through the Convo in Cleveland, Ohio. The camera pans around, as a loud PWX chant rings through.]
Chris Caudill: WELCOME! To PWX Adrenaline!
Ricky Cravate: It's a special Night of Grudges! Tonight, Marissa Stamm and Kirsta Lewis finally clash one on one!
Chris Caudill: Plus Jason Aries and Chaos finally collide as well!
Ricky Cravate: Plus, can the World Champ and his Number One Contender co-exist, when they face the First Family tonight in Tag Team Action?
Chris Caudill: We're kicking things off, with a huge CLASH OF THE CHAMPIONS MATCH!
Ricky Cravate: The internet has been abuzz, that our Hybrid Champion might be going back to the minor leagues with our Hybrid Championship. Tonight, he does battle with the Evolution Champion-John Duke! Hey Chris, do you think HOW wants him?
Chris Caudill: You and I both know, that Rollins is far too talented for HOW. Now, Let's send it to Alexis, for the Clash of the Champions!
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Clash of the Champions Match!
Jacob Rollins vs John Duke
Both men are in the ring. The referee called for the bell. They circled each other. They both tried to get the crowd going before tying up. Rollins put Duke in a headlock. Duke reversed it into an armlock. Rollins forward rolled on the mat and put Duke in a hammerlock. Duke reversed it with a fireman’s carry. Duke put Rollins in a grounded armlock. Rollins reversed it with toehold into a headlock. Duke forced them back up to their feet. Duke grabbed Rollins and placed him into a wristlock. Rollins tried to fight out of out it by hitting Duke with a forearms to the face but Duke pulled him and placed him into a headlock. Duke attempted to take Rollins down but Rollins fought it. Rollins escaped the headlock with a couple of elbows to Duke’s midsection. Rollins ran to the ropes. Duke attempted to take him down with a clothesline but Rollins ducked it. Rollins continued his momentum and hit the opposite ropes. Rollins returned and took Duke down with a flying forearm smash. Rollins kipped up but Duke rolled out of the ring to recover. Rollins eyed him from the ring. Rollins ran to the ropes and went airborne landing a Tope Atomico to John Duke on the outside sending the PWX fans into a frenzy.
Chris: Jacob Rollins has been one of the brightest rising stars since PWX's Season Premiere. If he wants to leave PWX, he's going to go out on a high note.
Ricky: And with our belt! Like a damn jackal!
Rollins got Duke back into the ring. He nearly scored a pinfall but Duke got his shoulder up before three. Rollins pulled Duke up to his feet and hammered him with a flurry of strikes that included forearms, knife edge chops, shoot kicks and ended the assault with an enzuigiri that dropped Duke to the mat. Rollins again went for the cover but Duke kicked out yet again. Duke tried to fight back using his size advantage but Rollins countered him with his speed hitting him with several kicks before ending the sequence with a running calf kick that dropped Duke down again to the mat. Rollins went for the cover hooking Duke’s legs but Duke kicked yet again. Rollins showed signs of frustration as he stalked Duke back up. Duke made it to his feet and Rollins attempted a Double Knee Facebreaker but Duke caught him and slammed him down to the mat. Duke covered Rollins but Rollins quickly kicked out before the second count. Rollins pushed Duke off of him and jumped to his feet. Duke tried to take Rollins’ head off with a clothesline but Rollins caught his arm and took him down with an arm-trapped swinging neck breaker. Rollins again attempted the pin but Duke showed his resiliency by getting his shoulder up in the Nick of time.
Chris: John Duke is no slouch in the ring. He didn't earn the Evolution Title by accident.
Ricky: You are right. He outlasted Norcia, Wright, and Aries to win it at New Frontiers!
Chris: Not to mention his title defense last week!
Ricky: He's been a proven champion for us!
Chris: As has Jacob Rollins. Unfortuantly-he became the victim of Darrell Hayes' madness.
Ricky: Don't you talk about our BOSS like that. He will come out and pimp slap you...LIKE A BOSS...
Chris: So every day he chops his balls off and dies?
Ricky: Naw.....
Chris: And there's something in that song of his about sucking a dick?
Ricky: Shut up and call the match.
[Rollins got up and grabbed Duke by the hair. He pulled him up to his feet and kicked him in the midsection doubling him over. Rollins then proceed to kicked Duke in the face relentlessly before hitting him with an implant DDT. Rollins went for the pin but Duke kicked out yet again! Frustration set in as Rollins pounded the mat repeatedly before jumping back up to his feet. Rollins stalked Duke up. Duke made it to his feet and upon turning around, Rollins hit him with the Sudden Impact dropping him down to the mat. Rollins went for the cover again but Duke again with the kick out! Rollins screamed in frustrations. He then turned to Duke who is trying to get himself up to his feet. Rollins grabbed him and pulled him up to his feet. Rollins barraged him again with a flurry of kicks before hitting him with a vicious roundhouse kick that had him staggering. Rollins then grabbed him and set him before dropping him with his version of the Ranhei killed Rolling In The Deep. Rollins scored the pin fall victory as Duke is out cold. His entrance music hits as the referee hands him the Hybrid title and raises his hand up.
WINNER: Jacob Rollins
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Rollins & Hayes
“Empire” by August Burns Red continue to play throughout the Convo’s PA system. Rollins walked to the corner and demanded a microphone. The timekeeper gave him a microphone and he walked to the center of the ring. He adjusted the Hybrid title on his shoulders. His music slowly faded as the fans began chanting “PLEASE DON’T LEAVE” to him. He laughed and lifted the microphone up to speak.
Rollins: I want to say that your chants will change my mind…
The chanting gets louder almost drowning him out.
Rollins: I have made up my mind. This is my last match here and this is the last time you will ever see me in PWX!
That garnered a mixed reaction from the crowd.
Rollins: See the way they treated me last week… The way they fed me to Tyler Boyd knowing that I was involved in a car accident and I am not cleared compete, it didn’t suit well with me. I don’t appreciate it and I don’t condone that kind of shit! If the PWX Management especially that tyrant Darrell Hayes thinks they control just because I am bounded by a piece of paper to this company… Then they got it all wrong! See I am a company man but I will not let anyone or any company to treat me like a piece of fucking shit! Not after what I have done for this fucking company!
The crowd began chanting “FUCK YOU HAYES!”
Rollins: Since the first day I stepped into this company, I was vilified by people in the back! I was getting the cold shoulder for the simple reason that John Pariah handpicked me to be the face of the company. A lot of people had doubts and expressed their unhappiness about it because I am just a fucking rookie and I haven’t proven myself inside the PWX ring. But guess what? I have proved them wrong. I showed them that I am the best in this company and I did that by winning this title in my debut match! And ever since then, I have done nothing but to increase the prestige of this fucking belt. I have defended it against TWO worthy challengers and made it the most prized title in PWX to the point that it is more prestigious than that piece of crap John Ojeda is wearing around his waist!
The crowd erupted in cheers.
Rollins: So this belt… It stays with me… I’ve earned it and I’ve defended it so it belongs to me and I will be taking it when I fucking leave. With that out of the way, all I am left to say is… Fuck you, Hayes… Fuck this company… I FUCKING QUIT!!
The crowd erupts in a chorus of boos as Rollins dropped the microphone to the mat. He rolled out of the ring and make his way to the back. When he reached the stage, he raised the PWX Hybrid title up to the disdain of the fans before walking to the back.
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A Pre-Match Message
Infliked by Cavalera Conspiracy starts to play as the crowd erupts into a mixed reaction as Chaos walks out from behind the curtain. He has a microphone in hand and he begins to talk without even walking down the ramp, he remains at the top, the music stops as he takes a moment to listen to the crowd
CHAOS.... CHAOS.... CHAOS.... CHAOS is what half the crowd is saying. The other Half is chanting SUCKS...SUCKS...SUCKS
Chaos waits for the crowd to die down as he lifts the mic to his mouth
Well well well my friends it's good to be able to speak a little of my mind tonight!! Let me get straight down to business as to why i'm out here talking to you tonight!
For a little over a month and some change, i have had my ups, my downs, and all the other shit that comes in between. I have almost been fired... With that last comment the crowd starts to boo and then they bust out with a "FUCK YOU MANAGEMENT" chant
Now let's not jump to conclusions my fellow disicples of pain. I was myself to blame for all that went down. But i'm here to tell you i'm back! I'm back and i'm better then fucking EVER!!!
THANK YOU CHAOS..CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP
Now the only reason i'm out here right now is to address Jason Aries one last time before we step foot into that ring. Jason your pathetic attempt to get under my skin was all for nothing my friend. Tonight after the dust settles, and the smoke clears..I will stand over your fallen body..I will let the blood i'm sure will be flowing from my head drip onto you, and you will realize for the final time in your career what the blood of a champion feels like.
The time for games are over my friend, and when i'm done with you i'm coming for the rest of the PWX roster!!
One by one, i'm coming for you..I want those belts you bastards have, and when i want something, i go out and get it...If it means i must do underhanded shit, that's what i'll do..If it means stabbing a friend in the back..That's what i'll do.
PWX is MY playground now, and in my playground friends..The only games that get played are the games that involve me bringing the TERROR!!
Chaos pauses as the fans erupt into more cheers and some boo's
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Jason Aries vs Chaos
Writer: Wrath
[The match kicks off with the two men tying up in the center of the ring. Aries gets the better of the encounter and ends up with Chaos backed into the corner getting chopped. Chaos fights back and gets loose, shooting off chops of his own. Aries ducks a chop, Chaos charges, and gets dumped to the outside. Chaos lands hard but gets up quick and grabs Aries legs and pulls him out of the ring. Chaos whips Aries into the guard railing, and charges in at him. Chaos nails Aries with a clothesline. Chaos whips Aries into another guard railing and charges at him again. Aries counters and body drops Chaos into the front two rows of fans, sending them and their food sprawling everywhere. The crowd pops big for Aries who rolls back into the ring, as Chaos starts to get up.]
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Ricky Cravate: These two plain just do not like each other Chris. There has been bad blood there since the very first episode of season three, and it doesn't look to be slowing down at all.
Chris Claudill: We knew these two were coming out to fight, but brawling around ringside wasn't at all excpected Ricky. That's probably why Aries got back in the ring.
Ricky Cravate: That it is, and that is Jason Aries playing to his strength.
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[Chaos rolls back into the ring and Aries goes right after him, nailing him as he slides in the ring. Aries continues to pummel on Chaos, but Chaos throws a few shots of his own that backs Aries off. Chaos gets up and charges Aries and nails him with a running STO. Aries hits hard but slides right out of the ring to collect himself. Chaos grabs him from over the top rope and goes to pull him in. Aries nails him with the slingshot that staggers him back into the corner. Aries climbs back into the ring as the ref goes to check on Chaos. Aries charges towards him in the corner, but Chaos pulls the ref in between them and Aries nails the ref and Chaos. The ref drops to the mat and Chaos rolls outside.]
Ricky Cravate: Aries is looking impressive tonight. That win last week really boosted his confidence.
Chris Claudill: Yeah, no doubt Raito Shiba is licking his wounds in some Bangkok boy house somewhere right now.
Ricky Cravate: The ref is down Chris! The ref is down!
Chris Claudill: That usually means things are going to go off the rails.
[Chaos grabs a chair from a fan and slides into the ring with it in hand. Aries is daring Chaos to hit him with it. Chaos looks at the ref who is starting to stir and smiles. Chaos turns around and smashes the chair over the ring post, denting it quite badly. He turns around and tosses the chair to Aries; who catches it. Chaos lays down in the center of the ring as the ref gets up. The ref looks at Chaos, then at Aries with the horribly dented chair, and calls for the bell.]
Ricky Cravate: What the hell is going?
Chris Claudill: Oh my god, I think Chaos is channeling the late great Eddie Guerrero.
Alexis Lace: The winner of the match, via Disqualification.... CHAOS!
Winner: Chaos via DQ @ 8:29
Ricky Cravate: He just completely cheated Jason Aries out of that win! What the hell was that all about?
Chris Claudill: That's Chaos displaying some wrestling IQ there Ricky. He knew the ref was weak and exploited it.
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A BULL'd Move:
We are taken backstage to the side entrance of the building. Just then, the doors open and The Hollywood Boyz enter the building. Both Hollywood and Zion are in street clothes as they stop in their tracks. The crowd goes wild as a FUCK THAT SHIT chant breaks out. Hollywood and Zion smile as they hear the chants echo through the building.
Hollywood: Do you hear that?
Zion: Sounds like were expected.
Hollywood smiles as he inhales really loud. He takes in the smell of the building.
Hollywood: Ah, the sweet smell of uncertainty.
Zion starts smelling a few times as he is truly uncertain what he smells. The Hollywood Boyz start walking down the hallway of the arena.
Zion: Jesus Christ. I smell...
Just then, the Network Executive Darrell Hayes shows up right in front of the Hollywood Boyz. The crowd boos loudly at his appearance.
Zion: The stench of failure.
Hollywood: You forgot the hashtag part..
Darrell Hayes: SHUT UP! Both of you!
The crowd boos even more as The Hollywood Boyz look at each other and shrug. Almost ignoring Hayes reference, Hollywood speaks up again.
Hollywood: Uh..that stench was Hayes right?
Zion: What? Did I stutter?
Hollywood starts to smell again. This time he starts to smell all around them. Hollywood walks up to Hayes and starts to smell in his general area. Hollywood takes a big whiff and then steps back almost disgusted.
Hollywood: Oh my God! Where have you been hanging around?
Hayes: I've been..
Hollywood interrupts him.
Hollywood: SHUT UP!
The crowd react in cheers as Hayes start to get pissed.
Zion: I know you know that he knows that we know.
Hollywood scratches his head for a moment.
Hollywood: Look, his face is turning red! Fact of the matter is Darrell, we know where you truly like to hang out at. Your friends aren't entirely the...cleanest friends around. However, I honestly can say it truly is where you belong. It's pretty ironic.
Hayes: ENOUGH! I want to see both of you in my office...NOW! I have had enough of your shit and degeneracy around here. I demand respect! I am the authority around here, not you two dimwits! I think it's time that we had a heart to heart talk about your future here..
Zion starts to walk away. Hayes sees this and yells out at him.
Hayes: And just where do you think YOUR going?
Zion: Let's see here, to YOUR OFFICE.
Hayes: That's not where my office is at. Your walking towards the exit.
Zion opens the door wide open.
Zion: I know that dumbass! I had to open the door because it smells like shit!
The crowd laugh as Hayes starts to turn bright red.
Hollywood: Well, let's go then. I want to get this bullshit over with.
Hayes leads the way as The Hollywood Boyz follow him from behind. They turn the corner and stop right in front of Darrell's office.
Hollywood: So you know..
Hayes interrupts him.
Hayes: SHUT UP and come inside.
Hollywood just shrugs his shoulders as Darrell opens the door to his office. He walks in and all of a sudden jumps in surprise.
Hayes: OH MY GOD! What the fuck is that?!
All of a sudden, a bull can be seen in the corner of Darrell's office. Darrell looks around as he holds his nose tightly. He looks around at the messy office and walks towards the bull. Darrell stops in his tracks all of a sudden as he slowly looks down at his feet. Hollywood and Zion both walk up to him and look down at the mess Darrell found himself in.
Zion: Looks like you just stepped into a pile of shit there Darrell.
The crowd laugh as Hayes starts freaking out.
Hollywood: Yea, I guess you and this bull and its mess have something in common. You and your decision making? Is nothing but a bunch of BULLSHIT!
The crowd laughs again as they start cheering loudly. Darrell simply looks down and shakes his head. Hollywood and Zion both pat him on the back and head for the door.
Zion: Welp, have fun cleaning this shit up.
Hollywood: Yes, hashtag full of shit!
Hollywood and Zion laugh as they leave the office and one clearly unhappy Darrell Hayes.
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Kirsta Lewis vs Marissa Stamm
Writer: Zion
[The bells rings and Kirsta and Marissa immediately claw at each other. Both hit heavy punches on the other. Finally Stamm gets the upper hand. She immediately whips Kirsta into the ropes. Kirsta ducks underneath and tries to go for a clothesline, but Stamm immediately locks in an armbar. Kirsta fights out of the move and pushes Stamm to the side. Lewis then smacks Marissa in the face as hard as she can. She then picks Stamm up and tries to hit a suplex, but Stamm reverses it and hits it on Lewis instead. Stamm mounts Lewis and starts to punch her as hard as she can in the face, but Lewis once again pushes her off. Lewis regains her composure and immediately hits a flying death head scissors on Stamm and brings her to the ground.]
Crowd: "Cat Fight! Cat Fight! Cat Fight!"
Chris: Impressive start by both women. Normally they'd have Ricky drooling all over their boobs, but he's in shock they're both here to kill one another tonight.
Ricky: Well like the title says, these two do have a personal vendetta against each other. And boy, do they look like they want to kill each other.
[As soon as Stamm starts regaining her composure, Kirsta immediately hits a scissors kick on her. Stamm falls immediately limp to the floor. Lewis then pulls Stamm's hair, which sets Stamm off. Stamm immediately comes to her feet and kicks Lewis in the gut. Stamm then goes for the neck breaker. Stamm then locks a side headlock onto Lewis, but Lewis gets back up to her feet shortly after. Lewis starts to hold her neck, but hides the pain and kicks Stamm in the gut. She attempts the Powerbomb before Stamm hits a quick hurricanarana. Stamm gets only a two count before Lewis kicks out. Raged, Lewis then picks up Stamm and hits a body slam on her. Lewis starts to stomp around Stamm, but Stamm grabs her foot and she trips and face plants on the mat.]
Ricky: That could cost my precious pussy her win tonight.
Chris: Call the match! You did so well at the beginning. Geez! I thought we could get through one match without your "witty" banter.
[Both girls exchange blows for a bit before Stamm charges and connects with a clothesline. Stamm picks Lewis up and hits a Widow's Peak on Lewis. She tries to get down to cover Lewis, but Lewis nails her heeled boot into Stamm's face. The referee checks on Stamm. Lewis then immediately spears Stamm and then starts to lay some punches into her. Stamm rolls her over and tries her luck, but Lewis then rolls Stamm over and locks in a Figure Four Leg Lock. Stamm struggles to get the ropes, but Lewis pulls her back into the center of the ring. Lewis gets a couple of two counts before Stamm turns the lock around on Lewis. Lewis immediately lets it go. Stamm and Lewis slowly climb to their feet, each in pain. Stamm then grabs Lewis and nails a spinebuster on her.]
Chris: "RIGHT TO THE MAT! I think they could hear that in the next state!"
Ricky: "More like they could hear that all the way in Asia. Stamm planted Lewis STIFFLY..."
Chris: "Don't even say the next line!"
[Stamm then climbs up the top rope for a moonsault. She stalls and signals to the crowd, but Lewis immediately leaps up and grabs her and nails a power bomb on Stamm. Stamm grabs her head as Lewis dropped her a bit on her head. Lewis then locks in a headlock. The crowd then starts to chant "Stamm, Stamm, Stamm," and Stamm slowly powers to her feet, after the typical referee drops her hand two times before she "hulks" up spot. Stamm regains her composure and hits a side suplex on Lewis. Stamm immediately sets up for her super kick, but Lewis grabs her foot. She then hits a capture suplex on Lewis and does it stiffly. Lewis then sets up for the Cat Splash and connects to Stamm. She grabs her leg and lifts it up proudly.]
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THREE!!!!!!!!!!
Ricky: Yes! My precious pussy won!
Chris: The Hellcat sure did turn a lot of heads. She caught Stamm off guard with that capture suplex and had her well scouted.
Ricky: She deserved that win. The question now lies, will Kirsta climb the ranks to become the first woman to win the PWX Championship?
Chris: Only if Stamm allows it!
Winner: Kirsta Lewis via pinfall in 10:15
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John Pariah & James Silkk vs John Ojeda & Tweeder
[The fans cheer as all four men stand in the ring. The ref makes the vain attempt at forcing a handshake, but to no avail. The ref looks at Pariah who tells him “No DQ Ref. No DQ!”]
Chris: Did he really think any of these two would shake hands?
Ricky: There is no love loss, and no respect between any of these stars.
Chris: No doubt about it! Plus Pariah just commanded the ref call this match as a No DQ Tag!
Ricky: It’s showtime!
[The bell rings, and Pariah starts the match off with the Number One Contender, Tweeder. The two lock up, and Pariah immediately takes down the brawler with a side headlock. He quickly goes for an anaconda vice-but Tweeder battles out. The two get to their feet, and Pariah goes behind him, and quickly snaps off a bridging german suplex. He gets a two count as Tweeder powers out. The two get to their feet, and Tweeder throws a lariat attempt-but Pariah ducks and quickly drops him with a backbreaker across his knee. He goes for another vice, and Tweeder battles back, rolling to the ropes to break the hold. Pariah smirks-staying focused on his attack as Tweeder rolls to the floor-and Ojeda quickly hits Pariah with a neck snap across the top rope. Tweeder slides back in, and quickly takes Pariah down with a bulldog. He yells to the crowd as Pariah snaps up, and turns him around-catching him with a hard right hook. He continues to battle Tweeder, forcing him into the ropes. He goes to send him across the ring-but the Number One Contender blocks it and drops Pariah with a spinebuster. He floats over into a cover-but Pariah kicks out before 2.]
Chris: Pariah and Tweeder putting on a pretty stiff match right now.
Ricky: Tweeder is in the drivers seat now, it’s only a matter of time before Pariah’s broken down egotistical carcass breaks down.
[Tweeder picks him up-and flips off Silkk as he rocks Pariah with a haymaker, sending him reeling to the ropes. He runs at him, going for a lariat-and Pariah lifts him up and over the ropes. Tweeder lands on the apron, as Silkk quickly kicks him in the side of the head. Silkk springs off the middle rope with an asai moonsault, and takes Tweeder out on the floor. Ojeda gets in the ring, as Pariah turns around. He catches Ojeda with a chair to the ribs, and than drops him with a hard implant DDT onto the chair as the crowd boo’s loudly.]
Chris: Ojeda is trying to finish the job he started at New Frontiers!
[In the ring, Ojeda lifts up Pariah, and delivers a hard forearm shot to the head. He shoots him into the ropes-and drops him with a second spine buster, this time driving him back first into that steel chair. Ojeda smirks as he half-asses a cover:
ONE!
TWO
TH--KICKOUT!
He lifts up Pariah and shoots him into the ropes. Pariah reverses it, and sends Ojeda to the ropes-where he meets a kick to the spine by Silkk. Pariah drops Ojeda with an STO, and immediately goes for an Anaconda Vice again. Tweeder slides into the ring, and kicks Pariah in the back of the head. He picks him up and delivers a clubbing blow to the back of the head-sending Chicago's Finest into the corner. He follows up with a heavy splash-sandwiching Pariah against the turnbuckle.]
Chris: Pariah needs to tag in Silkk in a bad way.
Ricky: I told you, just a matter of minutes.
[On the apron, Silkk is begging for a tag-but Ojeda and Tweeder are keeping the assault on Pariah. They lift him up, and shoot him into the ropes. Ojeda telegraphs a backdrop, and Pariah sets him up for a DDT. Tweeder goes after him, but he drops him with a Flatliner at the same time. The crowd roars as Pariah begins to crawl to his corner. Ojeda gets up-and grabs Pariah's leg. He quickly follows back with an enziguri-knocking the champion down. He continues the crawl, as Tweeder gets to his feet. He turns around-just as Pariah makes the tag and the crowd pops loudly.]
Chris: HOT TAG!
[Silkk comes in the ring-and quickly drop Tweeder with a spinning heel kick. He catches Ojeda with a quick neck breaker. He rocks Tweeder with an uppercut-and gives one to Ojeda. He turns to Tweeder, and rocks him with a codebreaker as the crowd pops loudly. He turns to Ojeda-and delivers a second heel kick, knocking him down on the mat. He yells to the crowd as the climbs up on the turnbuckle, and sets up for the Long Forgotten. He dives, and Ojeda rolls away-causing Silkk to crash to the mat. He quickly lifts him up-and throws him back with a German Suplex. He lifts Silkk up, and shoves him in the corner. He spits in his face before unloading with a flurry of shots to the head and ribs, before stepping back and booting The Abstract in his face.]
Ricky: Look at the dominance of our World Champion!
[Ojeda quickly snaps Silkk over his head-with a belly to belly suplex, unknowingly sending him into his own corner. The fans cheer as Silkk makes the tag to Pariah, and he comes in-nailing Ojeda with a spear. Tweeder comes at him with a flurry of offense, but Pariah shoves him into the turnbuckle-and drives his knee into the side of his head. He yells to the crowd, and faces both Wrath and Tweeder-who are pulling themselves to their feet in their corner. Behind him, Silkk pulls himself to his feet.]
Chris: We have a stand off!
Ricky: Neither team can get a real advanta----
Chris: WHAT THE HELL?
[Without warning, Silkk comes up behind Pariah, and drops him with the Ghost Bullet Theory. The fans let out a chorus of boo's-as the camera zooms in on Silkk's face. A sadistic smile crosses his face, as he rolls out of the ring. Tweeder smirks and picks up Pariah and nails the Frost Bite and goes for the cover. Tweeder gets tossed aside by Ojeda and Ojeda goes for the cover.]
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREEE!!!
The bell rings as Silkk walks up the ramp-smiling sadistically. The ref begrudgingly hands Ojeda his belt, as the scene fades out.]
Chris: What the hell was that about?
WINNER: Ojeda & Tweeder
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Ego-Trippin
[The camera comes back from commercial break and shows both John Ojeda and Tweeder coming into the backstage area. Tweeder looks absolutely furious as he walks through the curtain.]
Tweeder: What the fuck was that shit about John?! I fucking had him!
John Ojeda: You know what the fuck it was about.
Tweeder: Your ego maybe?
John Ojeda: Get the fuck out of here with that shit.
Tweeder: That ain't a denial.
John Ojeda: What do you want me to say. I fucking hate Pariah. I told you before the match that he was mine.
Tweeder: Doesn't matter, mate... we're a team, remember.
John Ojeda: Yeah, and every team has it's star player. There's Jordan and there's Pippen.
Tweeder: Right... this is all about your ego.
John Ojeda: Why don't walk on with that bullshit Tweeder, before it ends badly for you.
Tweeder: We'll see about that, Johnny.
John Ojeda: Oh, we will. Jordan always needs someone to dunk on. You remember that.
[Ojeda walks away with a smug smirk on his face, and Tweeder looks like he is ready to hit Ojeda.]
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The Hollywood Boyz vs Dazz & Tyler Boyd
Ricky Cravate: This should prove to be a very interesting match indeed Chris.
Chris Claudill: Yes, it should, Ricky. The Hollywood Boyz have been driving Darrell Hayes nuts; and Tyler Boyd and Dazz seem to have some kind of understanding with Darrell Hayes.
Ricky Cravate: Not to mention that, there's a genuine dislike between these guys.
Chris Claudill: There is a lot of PWX history in the ring here tonight Ricky. This is one of those rare main events of all time greats.
[The match kicks off with Darin Zion tying up in the center of the ring with Dazz. Dazz chucks Zion backwards and Zion rolls to his feet. He brushes off the power based attack and shoots behind Dazz, pulling his legs out from under him and then jumping in for a side headlock. Dazz muscles up and shoots Zion off the ropes. Zion comes in and gets nailed with a shoulder block and drops to the mat. Dazz bounces off the ropes and leaps over Zion's body. Zion hops to his feet and nails Dazz with a dropkick as he comes in on the return. Zion rolls, and kips up to his feet, getting a big pop from the crowd.]
Ricky Cravate: Darin Zion simply can not match power for power with Dazz.
Chris Claudill: And that's why Zion tried to take it to the mat.
Ricky Cravate: There's no doubt about it that Darin Zion can wrestle. But Dazz isn't a slouch either.
Chris Claudill: Either way, he just got kicked in the mush and that's going to hurt anyone. But he'll be able to soldier through it.
[Zion picks up Dazz and drags him back to his corner and tags in Hollywood. Hollywood comes in on the tag and catches Dazz with a kick to the gut while Zion gets the arm wrench. Zion steps out quickly and Hollywood goes back to work on Dazz's arm. Hollywood hooks in a chicken wing and walks Dazz around the ring for a moment. Hollywood wrenches back and nails Dazz with a chicken wing suplex. Hollywood arches up for the pin.]
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[Dazz kicks out with authority.]
Ricky Cravate: That isn't going to be enough to put Dazz away.
Chris Claudill: There's not going to be much that can put Dazz away. We know that already.
Ricky Cravate: But if anyone can do it, it could very well be Darin Zion or Brian Hollywood.
[Dazz gets back to his feet quickly. Hollywood charges in, but is caught with a big lariat that sends him topsy turvy and crashing to the mat. Dazz gets up quickly and moves over to the corner, tagging in Boyd. Boyd comes in hot and nails Hollywood with a couple of stomps just before he can get up. Dazz joins in and the ref starts his count to get Dazz out of the ring. Darin Zion comes in hot and interrupts the refs count. The ref blocks Zion from intervening, which allows Boyd and Dazz to pick up Hollywood and nail him with a double suplex. The ref comes back and finally ushers Dazz out of the ring. Boyd goes to work on Hollywood, and picks him up, nailing him with a quick german suplex. Boyd goes for the pin.]
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Ricky Cravate: They've isolated him Chris! Hollywood is in bad shape right now.
Chris Claudill: That was certainly Boyd and Dazz's gameplan from the word go.
Ricky Cravate: Well it's paying off big time Chris.
Chris Claudill: But that's not going to be enough to put away Brian Hollywood. He will fight to the
[Hollywood starts to try and crawl away towards Zion, but Boyd puts a stop to it and drags him back by the leg. Hollywood hops up to one foot and rifles off an enziguri that puts Boyd down. Boyd rolls out and Dazz comes in quickly and clubs Hollywood from behind as he goes towards Zion. Hollywood drops to the mat and Dazz picks him back up and whips him back into the corner. Dazz comes in and nails him with a hard clothesline. Hollywood stumbles out of the corner and Dazz scoops Hollywood up over his shoulder dominator style. Boyd hops up on the top turnbuckle and jumps off, double stomping Hollywood's face. As he does so, Dazz brings down Hollywood with a shoulder breaker. Dazz rolls out of the ring and Boyd goes for the cover.
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Ricky Cravate: They are really wearing down Hollywood.
Chris Claudill: That they are Ricky. It'll be interesting to see if he can get to Zion soon or not.
[Boyd picks up Hollywood and pushes him back into the ropes and then whips him across the ring. Boyd bends down for a backdrop, but gets kicked in the face by Hollywood. Hollywood stumbles backwards into the ropes and Zion slaps him on the back to tag him in. Hollywood falls through the ropes and Zion comes in hot. Zion ducks Boyd's punch at him and nails him with a punch. Dazz comes in, but Zion nails him with a back elbow. Boyd comes back and catches another right hand. Dazz comes in and gets tossed over the top rope to the concrete below. As this is going on Hayes starts his way down the ramp. Boyd comes in at Zion and gets kicked in the gut. Zion sets up Boyd and gets ready for what looks like an unprettier. Zion cranks hard on the unprettier and gets two spins out of it and plants Boyd on his head with the FTS. Zion rolls Boyd over and goes for the pin.]
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Chris Claudill: Oh, come on, don't interrupt this match!
Ricky Cravate: Zion hit him with the Face Twisting Corkscrew!
Chris Claudill: That's not what FTS means Ricky.
Ricky Cravate: It's for the kids!
[Hollywood immediately jumps on Hayes to get him away from the ref, and Zion turns his attention away from Boyd. As he does, Mr. Rotten Treats and Douglas Fresh jump in the ring. Doug Fresh gets up Zion and Mr. Rottentreats goes to the top. They nail Zion with the Faygo Twizt. Doug Fresh pulls Boyd over Zion and the Carnival Connection rolls out of the ring. The ref comes back into the ring to see Boyd covering Zion and dives to make the count.]
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Winner: Tyler Boyd & Dazz via Pinfall @ 21:22
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Previously on PWX Adrenaline
[Footage of Tyler Boyd assaulting Jacob Rollins is shown]
Darrell Hayes' war continues, as the Hybrid Champion felt his wrath!
[Footage of John Duke retaining the Evolution Championship is shown]
Duke continues to reign as Evolution Champion. Tonight however, will he play spoiler to Jacob Rollins swan song?
[Footage of Kirsta Lewis and Marissa Stamm brawling are shown]
Two vixens prepare to do battle, as their rivalry comes to ahead, at the Night of Grudges!
[The opening pyro shoots off, as "Last Man Standing" echoes through the Convo in Cleveland, Ohio. The camera pans around, as a loud PWX chant rings through.]
Chris Caudill: WELCOME! To PWX Adrenaline!
Ricky Cravate: It's a special Night of Grudges! Tonight, Marissa Stamm and Kirsta Lewis finally clash one on one!
Chris Caudill: Plus Jason Aries and Chaos finally collide as well!
Ricky Cravate: Plus, can the World Champ and his Number One Contender co-exist, when they face the First Family tonight in Tag Team Action?
Chris Caudill: We're kicking things off, with a huge CLASH OF THE CHAMPIONS MATCH!
Ricky Cravate: The internet has been abuzz, that our Hybrid Champion might be going back to the minor leagues with our Hybrid Championship. Tonight, he does battle with the Evolution Champion-John Duke! Hey Chris, do you think HOW wants him?
Chris Caudill: You and I both know, that Rollins is far too talented for HOW. Now, Let's send it to Alexis, for the Clash of the Champions!
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Clash of the Champions Match!
Jacob Rollins vs John Duke
Both men are in the ring. The referee called for the bell. They circled each other. They both tried to get the crowd going before tying up. Rollins put Duke in a headlock. Duke reversed it into an armlock. Rollins forward rolled on the mat and put Duke in a hammerlock. Duke reversed it with a fireman’s carry. Duke put Rollins in a grounded armlock. Rollins reversed it with toehold into a headlock. Duke forced them back up to their feet. Duke grabbed Rollins and placed him into a wristlock. Rollins tried to fight out of out it by hitting Duke with a forearms to the face but Duke pulled him and placed him into a headlock. Duke attempted to take Rollins down but Rollins fought it. Rollins escaped the headlock with a couple of elbows to Duke’s midsection. Rollins ran to the ropes. Duke attempted to take him down with a clothesline but Rollins ducked it. Rollins continued his momentum and hit the opposite ropes. Rollins returned and took Duke down with a flying forearm smash. Rollins kipped up but Duke rolled out of the ring to recover. Rollins eyed him from the ring. Rollins ran to the ropes and went airborne landing a Tope Atomico to John Duke on the outside sending the PWX fans into a frenzy.
Chris: Jacob Rollins has been one of the brightest rising stars since PWX's Season Premiere. If he wants to leave PWX, he's going to go out on a high note.
Ricky: And with our belt! Like a damn jackal!
Rollins got Duke back into the ring. He nearly scored a pinfall but Duke got his shoulder up before three. Rollins pulled Duke up to his feet and hammered him with a flurry of strikes that included forearms, knife edge chops, shoot kicks and ended the assault with an enzuigiri that dropped Duke to the mat. Rollins again went for the cover but Duke kicked out yet again. Duke tried to fight back using his size advantage but Rollins countered him with his speed hitting him with several kicks before ending the sequence with a running calf kick that dropped Duke down again to the mat. Rollins went for the cover hooking Duke’s legs but Duke kicked yet again. Rollins showed signs of frustration as he stalked Duke back up. Duke made it to his feet and Rollins attempted a Double Knee Facebreaker but Duke caught him and slammed him down to the mat. Duke covered Rollins but Rollins quickly kicked out before the second count. Rollins pushed Duke off of him and jumped to his feet. Duke tried to take Rollins’ head off with a clothesline but Rollins caught his arm and took him down with an arm-trapped swinging neck breaker. Rollins again attempted the pin but Duke showed his resiliency by getting his shoulder up in the Nick of time.
Chris: John Duke is no slouch in the ring. He didn't earn the Evolution Title by accident.
Ricky: You are right. He outlasted Norcia, Wright, and Aries to win it at New Frontiers!
Chris: Not to mention his title defense last week!
Ricky: He's been a proven champion for us!
Chris: As has Jacob Rollins. Unfortuantly-he became the victim of Darrell Hayes' madness.
Ricky: Don't you talk about our BOSS like that. He will come out and pimp slap you...LIKE A BOSS...
Chris: So every day he chops his balls off and dies?
Ricky: Naw.....
Chris: And there's something in that song of his about sucking a dick?
Ricky: Shut up and call the match.
[Rollins got up and grabbed Duke by the hair. He pulled him up to his feet and kicked him in the midsection doubling him over. Rollins then proceed to kicked Duke in the face relentlessly before hitting him with an implant DDT. Rollins went for the pin but Duke kicked out yet again! Frustration set in as Rollins pounded the mat repeatedly before jumping back up to his feet. Rollins stalked Duke up. Duke made it to his feet and upon turning around, Rollins hit him with the Sudden Impact dropping him down to the mat. Rollins went for the cover again but Duke again with the kick out! Rollins screamed in frustrations. He then turned to Duke who is trying to get himself up to his feet. Rollins grabbed him and pulled him up to his feet. Rollins barraged him again with a flurry of kicks before hitting him with a vicious roundhouse kick that had him staggering. Rollins then grabbed him and set him before dropping him with his version of the Ranhei killed Rolling In The Deep. Rollins scored the pin fall victory as Duke is out cold. His entrance music hits as the referee hands him the Hybrid title and raises his hand up.
WINNER: Jacob Rollins
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Rollins & Hayes
“Empire” by August Burns Red continue to play throughout the Convo’s PA system. Rollins walked to the corner and demanded a microphone. The timekeeper gave him a microphone and he walked to the center of the ring. He adjusted the Hybrid title on his shoulders. His music slowly faded as the fans began chanting “PLEASE DON’T LEAVE” to him. He laughed and lifted the microphone up to speak.
Rollins: I want to say that your chants will change my mind…
The chanting gets louder almost drowning him out.
Rollins: I have made up my mind. This is my last match here and this is the last time you will ever see me in PWX!
That garnered a mixed reaction from the crowd.
Rollins: See the way they treated me last week… The way they fed me to Tyler Boyd knowing that I was involved in a car accident and I am not cleared compete, it didn’t suit well with me. I don’t appreciate it and I don’t condone that kind of shit! If the PWX Management especially that tyrant Darrell Hayes thinks they control just because I am bounded by a piece of paper to this company… Then they got it all wrong! See I am a company man but I will not let anyone or any company to treat me like a piece of fucking shit! Not after what I have done for this fucking company!
The crowd began chanting “FUCK YOU HAYES!”
Rollins: Since the first day I stepped into this company, I was vilified by people in the back! I was getting the cold shoulder for the simple reason that John Pariah handpicked me to be the face of the company. A lot of people had doubts and expressed their unhappiness about it because I am just a fucking rookie and I haven’t proven myself inside the PWX ring. But guess what? I have proved them wrong. I showed them that I am the best in this company and I did that by winning this title in my debut match! And ever since then, I have done nothing but to increase the prestige of this fucking belt. I have defended it against TWO worthy challengers and made it the most prized title in PWX to the point that it is more prestigious than that piece of crap John Ojeda is wearing around his waist!
The crowd erupted in cheers.
Rollins: So this belt… It stays with me… I’ve earned it and I’ve defended it so it belongs to me and I will be taking it when I fucking leave. With that out of the way, all I am left to say is… Fuck you, Hayes… Fuck this company… I FUCKING QUIT!!
The crowd erupts in a chorus of boos as Rollins dropped the microphone to the mat. He rolled out of the ring and make his way to the back. When he reached the stage, he raised the PWX Hybrid title up to the disdain of the fans before walking to the back.
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A Pre-Match Message
Infliked by Cavalera Conspiracy starts to play as the crowd erupts into a mixed reaction as Chaos walks out from behind the curtain. He has a microphone in hand and he begins to talk without even walking down the ramp, he remains at the top, the music stops as he takes a moment to listen to the crowd
CHAOS.... CHAOS.... CHAOS.... CHAOS is what half the crowd is saying. The other Half is chanting SUCKS...SUCKS...SUCKS
Chaos waits for the crowd to die down as he lifts the mic to his mouth
Well well well my friends it's good to be able to speak a little of my mind tonight!! Let me get straight down to business as to why i'm out here talking to you tonight!
For a little over a month and some change, i have had my ups, my downs, and all the other shit that comes in between. I have almost been fired... With that last comment the crowd starts to boo and then they bust out with a "FUCK YOU MANAGEMENT" chant
Now let's not jump to conclusions my fellow disicples of pain. I was myself to blame for all that went down. But i'm here to tell you i'm back! I'm back and i'm better then fucking EVER!!!
THANK YOU CHAOS..CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP
Now the only reason i'm out here right now is to address Jason Aries one last time before we step foot into that ring. Jason your pathetic attempt to get under my skin was all for nothing my friend. Tonight after the dust settles, and the smoke clears..I will stand over your fallen body..I will let the blood i'm sure will be flowing from my head drip onto you, and you will realize for the final time in your career what the blood of a champion feels like.
The time for games are over my friend, and when i'm done with you i'm coming for the rest of the PWX roster!!
One by one, i'm coming for you..I want those belts you bastards have, and when i want something, i go out and get it...If it means i must do underhanded shit, that's what i'll do..If it means stabbing a friend in the back..That's what i'll do.
PWX is MY playground now, and in my playground friends..The only games that get played are the games that involve me bringing the TERROR!!
Chaos pauses as the fans erupt into more cheers and some boo's
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Jason Aries vs Chaos
Writer: Wrath
[The match kicks off with the two men tying up in the center of the ring. Aries gets the better of the encounter and ends up with Chaos backed into the corner getting chopped. Chaos fights back and gets loose, shooting off chops of his own. Aries ducks a chop, Chaos charges, and gets dumped to the outside. Chaos lands hard but gets up quick and grabs Aries legs and pulls him out of the ring. Chaos whips Aries into the guard railing, and charges in at him. Chaos nails Aries with a clothesline. Chaos whips Aries into another guard railing and charges at him again. Aries counters and body drops Chaos into the front two rows of fans, sending them and their food sprawling everywhere. The crowd pops big for Aries who rolls back into the ring, as Chaos starts to get up.]
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Ricky Cravate: These two plain just do not like each other Chris. There has been bad blood there since the very first episode of season three, and it doesn't look to be slowing down at all.
Chris Claudill: We knew these two were coming out to fight, but brawling around ringside wasn't at all excpected Ricky. That's probably why Aries got back in the ring.
Ricky Cravate: That it is, and that is Jason Aries playing to his strength.
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[Chaos rolls back into the ring and Aries goes right after him, nailing him as he slides in the ring. Aries continues to pummel on Chaos, but Chaos throws a few shots of his own that backs Aries off. Chaos gets up and charges Aries and nails him with a running STO. Aries hits hard but slides right out of the ring to collect himself. Chaos grabs him from over the top rope and goes to pull him in. Aries nails him with the slingshot that staggers him back into the corner. Aries climbs back into the ring as the ref goes to check on Chaos. Aries charges towards him in the corner, but Chaos pulls the ref in between them and Aries nails the ref and Chaos. The ref drops to the mat and Chaos rolls outside.]
Ricky Cravate: Aries is looking impressive tonight. That win last week really boosted his confidence.
Chris Claudill: Yeah, no doubt Raito Shiba is licking his wounds in some Bangkok boy house somewhere right now.
Ricky Cravate: The ref is down Chris! The ref is down!
Chris Claudill: That usually means things are going to go off the rails.
[Chaos grabs a chair from a fan and slides into the ring with it in hand. Aries is daring Chaos to hit him with it. Chaos looks at the ref who is starting to stir and smiles. Chaos turns around and smashes the chair over the ring post, denting it quite badly. He turns around and tosses the chair to Aries; who catches it. Chaos lays down in the center of the ring as the ref gets up. The ref looks at Chaos, then at Aries with the horribly dented chair, and calls for the bell.]
Ricky Cravate: What the hell is going?
Chris Claudill: Oh my god, I think Chaos is channeling the late great Eddie Guerrero.
Alexis Lace: The winner of the match, via Disqualification.... CHAOS!
Winner: Chaos via DQ @ 8:29
Ricky Cravate: He just completely cheated Jason Aries out of that win! What the hell was that all about?
Chris Claudill: That's Chaos displaying some wrestling IQ there Ricky. He knew the ref was weak and exploited it.
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A BULL'd Move:
We are taken backstage to the side entrance of the building. Just then, the doors open and The Hollywood Boyz enter the building. Both Hollywood and Zion are in street clothes as they stop in their tracks. The crowd goes wild as a FUCK THAT SHIT chant breaks out. Hollywood and Zion smile as they hear the chants echo through the building.
Hollywood: Do you hear that?
Zion: Sounds like were expected.
Hollywood smiles as he inhales really loud. He takes in the smell of the building.
Hollywood: Ah, the sweet smell of uncertainty.
Zion starts smelling a few times as he is truly uncertain what he smells. The Hollywood Boyz start walking down the hallway of the arena.
Zion: Jesus Christ. I smell...
Just then, the Network Executive Darrell Hayes shows up right in front of the Hollywood Boyz. The crowd boos loudly at his appearance.
Zion: The stench of failure.
Hollywood: You forgot the hashtag part..
Darrell Hayes: SHUT UP! Both of you!
The crowd boos even more as The Hollywood Boyz look at each other and shrug. Almost ignoring Hayes reference, Hollywood speaks up again.
Hollywood: Uh..that stench was Hayes right?
Zion: What? Did I stutter?
Hollywood starts to smell again. This time he starts to smell all around them. Hollywood walks up to Hayes and starts to smell in his general area. Hollywood takes a big whiff and then steps back almost disgusted.
Hollywood: Oh my God! Where have you been hanging around?
Hayes: I've been..
Hollywood interrupts him.
Hollywood: SHUT UP!
The crowd react in cheers as Hayes start to get pissed.
Zion: I know you know that he knows that we know.
Hollywood scratches his head for a moment.
Hollywood: Look, his face is turning red! Fact of the matter is Darrell, we know where you truly like to hang out at. Your friends aren't entirely the...cleanest friends around. However, I honestly can say it truly is where you belong. It's pretty ironic.
Hayes: ENOUGH! I want to see both of you in my office...NOW! I have had enough of your shit and degeneracy around here. I demand respect! I am the authority around here, not you two dimwits! I think it's time that we had a heart to heart talk about your future here..
Zion starts to walk away. Hayes sees this and yells out at him.
Hayes: And just where do you think YOUR going?
Zion: Let's see here, to YOUR OFFICE.
Hayes: That's not where my office is at. Your walking towards the exit.
Zion opens the door wide open.
Zion: I know that dumbass! I had to open the door because it smells like shit!
The crowd laugh as Hayes starts to turn bright red.
Hollywood: Well, let's go then. I want to get this bullshit over with.
Hayes leads the way as The Hollywood Boyz follow him from behind. They turn the corner and stop right in front of Darrell's office.
Hollywood: So you know..
Hayes interrupts him.
Hayes: SHUT UP and come inside.
Hollywood just shrugs his shoulders as Darrell opens the door to his office. He walks in and all of a sudden jumps in surprise.
Hayes: OH MY GOD! What the fuck is that?!
All of a sudden, a bull can be seen in the corner of Darrell's office. Darrell looks around as he holds his nose tightly. He looks around at the messy office and walks towards the bull. Darrell stops in his tracks all of a sudden as he slowly looks down at his feet. Hollywood and Zion both walk up to him and look down at the mess Darrell found himself in.
Zion: Looks like you just stepped into a pile of shit there Darrell.
The crowd laugh as Hayes starts freaking out.
Hollywood: Yea, I guess you and this bull and its mess have something in common. You and your decision making? Is nothing but a bunch of BULLSHIT!
The crowd laughs again as they start cheering loudly. Darrell simply looks down and shakes his head. Hollywood and Zion both pat him on the back and head for the door.
Zion: Welp, have fun cleaning this shit up.
Hollywood: Yes, hashtag full of shit!
Hollywood and Zion laugh as they leave the office and one clearly unhappy Darrell Hayes.
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Kirsta Lewis vs Marissa Stamm
Writer: Zion
[The bells rings and Kirsta and Marissa immediately claw at each other. Both hit heavy punches on the other. Finally Stamm gets the upper hand. She immediately whips Kirsta into the ropes. Kirsta ducks underneath and tries to go for a clothesline, but Stamm immediately locks in an armbar. Kirsta fights out of the move and pushes Stamm to the side. Lewis then smacks Marissa in the face as hard as she can. She then picks Stamm up and tries to hit a suplex, but Stamm reverses it and hits it on Lewis instead. Stamm mounts Lewis and starts to punch her as hard as she can in the face, but Lewis once again pushes her off. Lewis regains her composure and immediately hits a flying death head scissors on Stamm and brings her to the ground.]
Crowd: "Cat Fight! Cat Fight! Cat Fight!"
Chris: Impressive start by both women. Normally they'd have Ricky drooling all over their boobs, but he's in shock they're both here to kill one another tonight.
Ricky: Well like the title says, these two do have a personal vendetta against each other. And boy, do they look like they want to kill each other.
[As soon as Stamm starts regaining her composure, Kirsta immediately hits a scissors kick on her. Stamm falls immediately limp to the floor. Lewis then pulls Stamm's hair, which sets Stamm off. Stamm immediately comes to her feet and kicks Lewis in the gut. Stamm then goes for the neck breaker. Stamm then locks a side headlock onto Lewis, but Lewis gets back up to her feet shortly after. Lewis starts to hold her neck, but hides the pain and kicks Stamm in the gut. She attempts the Powerbomb before Stamm hits a quick hurricanarana. Stamm gets only a two count before Lewis kicks out. Raged, Lewis then picks up Stamm and hits a body slam on her. Lewis starts to stomp around Stamm, but Stamm grabs her foot and she trips and face plants on the mat.]
Ricky: That could cost my precious pussy her win tonight.
Chris: Call the match! You did so well at the beginning. Geez! I thought we could get through one match without your "witty" banter.
[Both girls exchange blows for a bit before Stamm charges and connects with a clothesline. Stamm picks Lewis up and hits a Widow's Peak on Lewis. She tries to get down to cover Lewis, but Lewis nails her heeled boot into Stamm's face. The referee checks on Stamm. Lewis then immediately spears Stamm and then starts to lay some punches into her. Stamm rolls her over and tries her luck, but Lewis then rolls Stamm over and locks in a Figure Four Leg Lock. Stamm struggles to get the ropes, but Lewis pulls her back into the center of the ring. Lewis gets a couple of two counts before Stamm turns the lock around on Lewis. Lewis immediately lets it go. Stamm and Lewis slowly climb to their feet, each in pain. Stamm then grabs Lewis and nails a spinebuster on her.]
Chris: "RIGHT TO THE MAT! I think they could hear that in the next state!"
Ricky: "More like they could hear that all the way in Asia. Stamm planted Lewis STIFFLY..."
Chris: "Don't even say the next line!"
[Stamm then climbs up the top rope for a moonsault. She stalls and signals to the crowd, but Lewis immediately leaps up and grabs her and nails a power bomb on Stamm. Stamm grabs her head as Lewis dropped her a bit on her head. Lewis then locks in a headlock. The crowd then starts to chant "Stamm, Stamm, Stamm," and Stamm slowly powers to her feet, after the typical referee drops her hand two times before she "hulks" up spot. Stamm regains her composure and hits a side suplex on Lewis. Stamm immediately sets up for her super kick, but Lewis grabs her foot. She then hits a capture suplex on Lewis and does it stiffly. Lewis then sets up for the Cat Splash and connects to Stamm. She grabs her leg and lifts it up proudly.]
One....
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THREE!!!!!!!!!!
Ricky: Yes! My precious pussy won!
Chris: The Hellcat sure did turn a lot of heads. She caught Stamm off guard with that capture suplex and had her well scouted.
Ricky: She deserved that win. The question now lies, will Kirsta climb the ranks to become the first woman to win the PWX Championship?
Chris: Only if Stamm allows it!
Winner: Kirsta Lewis via pinfall in 10:15
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John Pariah & James Silkk vs John Ojeda & Tweeder
[The fans cheer as all four men stand in the ring. The ref makes the vain attempt at forcing a handshake, but to no avail. The ref looks at Pariah who tells him “No DQ Ref. No DQ!”]
Chris: Did he really think any of these two would shake hands?
Ricky: There is no love loss, and no respect between any of these stars.
Chris: No doubt about it! Plus Pariah just commanded the ref call this match as a No DQ Tag!
Ricky: It’s showtime!
[The bell rings, and Pariah starts the match off with the Number One Contender, Tweeder. The two lock up, and Pariah immediately takes down the brawler with a side headlock. He quickly goes for an anaconda vice-but Tweeder battles out. The two get to their feet, and Pariah goes behind him, and quickly snaps off a bridging german suplex. He gets a two count as Tweeder powers out. The two get to their feet, and Tweeder throws a lariat attempt-but Pariah ducks and quickly drops him with a backbreaker across his knee. He goes for another vice, and Tweeder battles back, rolling to the ropes to break the hold. Pariah smirks-staying focused on his attack as Tweeder rolls to the floor-and Ojeda quickly hits Pariah with a neck snap across the top rope. Tweeder slides back in, and quickly takes Pariah down with a bulldog. He yells to the crowd as Pariah snaps up, and turns him around-catching him with a hard right hook. He continues to battle Tweeder, forcing him into the ropes. He goes to send him across the ring-but the Number One Contender blocks it and drops Pariah with a spinebuster. He floats over into a cover-but Pariah kicks out before 2.]
Chris: Pariah and Tweeder putting on a pretty stiff match right now.
Ricky: Tweeder is in the drivers seat now, it’s only a matter of time before Pariah’s broken down egotistical carcass breaks down.
[Tweeder picks him up-and flips off Silkk as he rocks Pariah with a haymaker, sending him reeling to the ropes. He runs at him, going for a lariat-and Pariah lifts him up and over the ropes. Tweeder lands on the apron, as Silkk quickly kicks him in the side of the head. Silkk springs off the middle rope with an asai moonsault, and takes Tweeder out on the floor. Ojeda gets in the ring, as Pariah turns around. He catches Ojeda with a chair to the ribs, and than drops him with a hard implant DDT onto the chair as the crowd boo’s loudly.]
Chris: Ojeda is trying to finish the job he started at New Frontiers!
[In the ring, Ojeda lifts up Pariah, and delivers a hard forearm shot to the head. He shoots him into the ropes-and drops him with a second spine buster, this time driving him back first into that steel chair. Ojeda smirks as he half-asses a cover:
ONE!
TWO
TH--KICKOUT!
He lifts up Pariah and shoots him into the ropes. Pariah reverses it, and sends Ojeda to the ropes-where he meets a kick to the spine by Silkk. Pariah drops Ojeda with an STO, and immediately goes for an Anaconda Vice again. Tweeder slides into the ring, and kicks Pariah in the back of the head. He picks him up and delivers a clubbing blow to the back of the head-sending Chicago's Finest into the corner. He follows up with a heavy splash-sandwiching Pariah against the turnbuckle.]
Chris: Pariah needs to tag in Silkk in a bad way.
Ricky: I told you, just a matter of minutes.
[On the apron, Silkk is begging for a tag-but Ojeda and Tweeder are keeping the assault on Pariah. They lift him up, and shoot him into the ropes. Ojeda telegraphs a backdrop, and Pariah sets him up for a DDT. Tweeder goes after him, but he drops him with a Flatliner at the same time. The crowd roars as Pariah begins to crawl to his corner. Ojeda gets up-and grabs Pariah's leg. He quickly follows back with an enziguri-knocking the champion down. He continues the crawl, as Tweeder gets to his feet. He turns around-just as Pariah makes the tag and the crowd pops loudly.]
Chris: HOT TAG!
[Silkk comes in the ring-and quickly drop Tweeder with a spinning heel kick. He catches Ojeda with a quick neck breaker. He rocks Tweeder with an uppercut-and gives one to Ojeda. He turns to Tweeder, and rocks him with a codebreaker as the crowd pops loudly. He turns to Ojeda-and delivers a second heel kick, knocking him down on the mat. He yells to the crowd as the climbs up on the turnbuckle, and sets up for the Long Forgotten. He dives, and Ojeda rolls away-causing Silkk to crash to the mat. He quickly lifts him up-and throws him back with a German Suplex. He lifts Silkk up, and shoves him in the corner. He spits in his face before unloading with a flurry of shots to the head and ribs, before stepping back and booting The Abstract in his face.]
Ricky: Look at the dominance of our World Champion!
[Ojeda quickly snaps Silkk over his head-with a belly to belly suplex, unknowingly sending him into his own corner. The fans cheer as Silkk makes the tag to Pariah, and he comes in-nailing Ojeda with a spear. Tweeder comes at him with a flurry of offense, but Pariah shoves him into the turnbuckle-and drives his knee into the side of his head. He yells to the crowd, and faces both Wrath and Tweeder-who are pulling themselves to their feet in their corner. Behind him, Silkk pulls himself to his feet.]
Chris: We have a stand off!
Ricky: Neither team can get a real advanta----
Chris: WHAT THE HELL?
[Without warning, Silkk comes up behind Pariah, and drops him with the Ghost Bullet Theory. The fans let out a chorus of boo's-as the camera zooms in on Silkk's face. A sadistic smile crosses his face, as he rolls out of the ring. Tweeder smirks and picks up Pariah and nails the Frost Bite and goes for the cover. Tweeder gets tossed aside by Ojeda and Ojeda goes for the cover.]
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREEE!!!
The bell rings as Silkk walks up the ramp-smiling sadistically. The ref begrudgingly hands Ojeda his belt, as the scene fades out.]
Chris: What the hell was that about?
WINNER: Ojeda & Tweeder
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Ego-Trippin
[The camera comes back from commercial break and shows both John Ojeda and Tweeder coming into the backstage area. Tweeder looks absolutely furious as he walks through the curtain.]
Tweeder: What the fuck was that shit about John?! I fucking had him!
John Ojeda: You know what the fuck it was about.
Tweeder: Your ego maybe?
John Ojeda: Get the fuck out of here with that shit.
Tweeder: That ain't a denial.
John Ojeda: What do you want me to say. I fucking hate Pariah. I told you before the match that he was mine.
Tweeder: Doesn't matter, mate... we're a team, remember.
John Ojeda: Yeah, and every team has it's star player. There's Jordan and there's Pippen.
Tweeder: Right... this is all about your ego.
John Ojeda: Why don't walk on with that bullshit Tweeder, before it ends badly for you.
Tweeder: We'll see about that, Johnny.
John Ojeda: Oh, we will. Jordan always needs someone to dunk on. You remember that.
[Ojeda walks away with a smug smirk on his face, and Tweeder looks like he is ready to hit Ojeda.]
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The Hollywood Boyz vs Dazz & Tyler Boyd
Ricky Cravate: This should prove to be a very interesting match indeed Chris.
Chris Claudill: Yes, it should, Ricky. The Hollywood Boyz have been driving Darrell Hayes nuts; and Tyler Boyd and Dazz seem to have some kind of understanding with Darrell Hayes.
Ricky Cravate: Not to mention that, there's a genuine dislike between these guys.
Chris Claudill: There is a lot of PWX history in the ring here tonight Ricky. This is one of those rare main events of all time greats.
[The match kicks off with Darin Zion tying up in the center of the ring with Dazz. Dazz chucks Zion backwards and Zion rolls to his feet. He brushes off the power based attack and shoots behind Dazz, pulling his legs out from under him and then jumping in for a side headlock. Dazz muscles up and shoots Zion off the ropes. Zion comes in and gets nailed with a shoulder block and drops to the mat. Dazz bounces off the ropes and leaps over Zion's body. Zion hops to his feet and nails Dazz with a dropkick as he comes in on the return. Zion rolls, and kips up to his feet, getting a big pop from the crowd.]
Ricky Cravate: Darin Zion simply can not match power for power with Dazz.
Chris Claudill: And that's why Zion tried to take it to the mat.
Ricky Cravate: There's no doubt about it that Darin Zion can wrestle. But Dazz isn't a slouch either.
Chris Claudill: Either way, he just got kicked in the mush and that's going to hurt anyone. But he'll be able to soldier through it.
[Zion picks up Dazz and drags him back to his corner and tags in Hollywood. Hollywood comes in on the tag and catches Dazz with a kick to the gut while Zion gets the arm wrench. Zion steps out quickly and Hollywood goes back to work on Dazz's arm. Hollywood hooks in a chicken wing and walks Dazz around the ring for a moment. Hollywood wrenches back and nails Dazz with a chicken wing suplex. Hollywood arches up for the pin.]
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[Dazz kicks out with authority.]
Ricky Cravate: That isn't going to be enough to put Dazz away.
Chris Claudill: There's not going to be much that can put Dazz away. We know that already.
Ricky Cravate: But if anyone can do it, it could very well be Darin Zion or Brian Hollywood.
[Dazz gets back to his feet quickly. Hollywood charges in, but is caught with a big lariat that sends him topsy turvy and crashing to the mat. Dazz gets up quickly and moves over to the corner, tagging in Boyd. Boyd comes in hot and nails Hollywood with a couple of stomps just before he can get up. Dazz joins in and the ref starts his count to get Dazz out of the ring. Darin Zion comes in hot and interrupts the refs count. The ref blocks Zion from intervening, which allows Boyd and Dazz to pick up Hollywood and nail him with a double suplex. The ref comes back and finally ushers Dazz out of the ring. Boyd goes to work on Hollywood, and picks him up, nailing him with a quick german suplex. Boyd goes for the pin.]
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[Hollywood kicks out.]
Ricky Cravate: They've isolated him Chris! Hollywood is in bad shape right now.
Chris Claudill: That was certainly Boyd and Dazz's gameplan from the word go.
Ricky Cravate: Well it's paying off big time Chris.
Chris Claudill: But that's not going to be enough to put away Brian Hollywood. He will fight to the
[Hollywood starts to try and crawl away towards Zion, but Boyd puts a stop to it and drags him back by the leg. Hollywood hops up to one foot and rifles off an enziguri that puts Boyd down. Boyd rolls out and Dazz comes in quickly and clubs Hollywood from behind as he goes towards Zion. Hollywood drops to the mat and Dazz picks him back up and whips him back into the corner. Dazz comes in and nails him with a hard clothesline. Hollywood stumbles out of the corner and Dazz scoops Hollywood up over his shoulder dominator style. Boyd hops up on the top turnbuckle and jumps off, double stomping Hollywood's face. As he does so, Dazz brings down Hollywood with a shoulder breaker. Dazz rolls out of the ring and Boyd goes for the cover.
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[Hollywood kicks out.]
Ricky Cravate: They are really wearing down Hollywood.
Chris Claudill: That they are Ricky. It'll be interesting to see if he can get to Zion soon or not.
[Boyd picks up Hollywood and pushes him back into the ropes and then whips him across the ring. Boyd bends down for a backdrop, but gets kicked in the face by Hollywood. Hollywood stumbles backwards into the ropes and Zion slaps him on the back to tag him in. Hollywood falls through the ropes and Zion comes in hot. Zion ducks Boyd's punch at him and nails him with a punch. Dazz comes in, but Zion nails him with a back elbow. Boyd comes back and catches another right hand. Dazz comes in and gets tossed over the top rope to the concrete below. As this is going on Hayes starts his way down the ramp. Boyd comes in at Zion and gets kicked in the gut. Zion sets up Boyd and gets ready for what looks like an unprettier. Zion cranks hard on the unprettier and gets two spins out of it and plants Boyd on his head with the FTS. Zion rolls Boyd over and goes for the pin.]
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[Hayes pulls the referee out of the ring. ]
Chris Claudill: Oh, come on, don't interrupt this match!
Ricky Cravate: Zion hit him with the Face Twisting Corkscrew!
Chris Claudill: That's not what FTS means Ricky.
Ricky Cravate: It's for the kids!
[Hollywood immediately jumps on Hayes to get him away from the ref, and Zion turns his attention away from Boyd. As he does, Mr. Rotten Treats and Douglas Fresh jump in the ring. Doug Fresh gets up Zion and Mr. Rottentreats goes to the top. They nail Zion with the Faygo Twizt. Doug Fresh pulls Boyd over Zion and the Carnival Connection rolls out of the ring. The ref comes back into the ring to see Boyd covering Zion and dives to make the count.]
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Winner: Tyler Boyd & Dazz via Pinfall @ 21:22
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