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Violation 46
Sunday, November 9th, 2008
Dee Events Center in Ogden, Utah
No Interference
Written by: unknown
Carl: Well ladies and gentlemen, I have some good news for you. Tonight, we will not have another of these satellite video conferences threatening our talent here.
-The crowd applauses the announcement in a well mannered fashion.
Carl: As you are all aware of last week we had a threatening video towards all three of our champions, but the management has banned any segment by the unknown source. That's right, the video room is locked up tight and there will be no interferences with Violation 46.
Ray: Yeah, although I was getting a little sick of that guy, I would have liked to see how that turned out. Who is he? Who was he after? What the hell did his catch phrase mean?
Carl: Well, if he is still seeking revenge I'm sure we'll see him. However, he's going to have to settle it the old fashion way...in the ring.
Ray: Speaking of in the ring, we've got a great match coming up, so we'll get right to that.
Victor Jace vs. Dan Manheim
Written by: Neil
The lights in the arena darken a bit. "Switchback" by Biohazard plays as Dan Manheim walks out from behind the curtain. He does a few jumps to prepare himself as he walks forward to a shower of pyros beside him. He walks through the pyros and starts down the ramp towards the ring. The lights come back to normal as Dan jumps on the apron to a massive turnbuckle pyro. He gets in the ring, raising balled fists in the air to some boos.
'Spit it out' begins to play over the loud speaker as the lights turn blue, shrouding the entire arena in a creepy glow. A rather bulky image can be seen standing at the head of the ramp, his arms resting on his side as the lights come back on, revealing Victor Jace and his constantly sadistic smile. Then his trainer, Xander, steps out as well. With an arrogant strut, Jace begins his descent to the ring, climbing up the stairs and going inbetween the ropes as the fans begin to show their hatred for him. With a proud loon on his face, he stands on the middle rope, leans towards the crowd, and yells at them while waiting his opponent.
Franks: I can’t stand Victor Jace, Ray.
Quadros: What’s there to hate, Carl? The Board of Directors love this guy!
The crowd is amped up for the first match the evening. Both Dan Manheim and Victor Jace begin to circle the ring as Referee Sheppard calls for the bell. Quick test of strength to begin with and its clear both men are even in that department until Manheim grabs the advantage. He pushes Jace into a corner to rough him up. Some pound and ground in the corner leads to Manheim taking a vertical suplex out of the corner. Follow up series of elbow drops by Manheim on Victor Jace, as he looks to be too concerned with a Gaither attack tonight. Cover by Manheim…1...2...KICK OUT!
Manheim remains in control as he rams Victor Jace’s head off of each turn buckle, trying to bully him throughout. Manheim whips Jace to the ropes and attempts a big boot!…NO! Victor Jace catches him on the fly with an old fashioned sidewalk slam! Cover! 1!...2!…THRE…KICK OUT!
Franks: What a move there by Victor Jace to use Manheim’s momentum!
Now Victor Jace is in control as he hammers away on Manheim in the corners while Xander keeps ringside in check. Jace whips Manheim towards the ropes and collects him with a nice back body drop! Manheim shoots up grabbing his spine! Standing drop kick right to the face by Victor Jace! Cover by Jace! 1!…2!…THRE…KICK OUT!
Victor Jace is feeling some confidence as he applies a camel clutch, adding some pressure to Manheim’s neck and back. Referee Sheppard asks Manheim if he wants to give up? NO! Jace releases the hold and double curb stomps Manheim right into the canvass.
Franks: Geez! Jace looks like he wants to brutalize Manheim tonight.
Quadros: He better take his shots cause Manheim isn’t a man to play games with.
Victor Jace paces around the ring, waiting for Manheim to get up. He’s telling Manheim to bring it as the crowd begins to boo loudly. Dan Manheim turns around and gets taken out by a solid spear to the midsection! Xander seems satisfied outside of the ring as Victor Jace takes his time getting up.
Franks: He’s not going for the pin?
Quadros: Why would he? He’s in control, Carl. He wants to make a statement.
Jace climbs to the top turnbuckle and runs his hair out of his eyes. As Manheim stands up grabbing his stomach, Victor Jace takes off and connects to the back of Manheim’s head with a missile drop kick! Again, when presented the opportunity to make the cover, Jace balks at the idea. Instead, he looks to embarrass Dan Manheim by picking up the 300-plus pounder onto his shoulders.
Victor Jace: This one’s for you, Gaither!
Victor Jace executes his Simply the Best finishing move that drills Manheim into the mat! Xander pumps a fists as his man makes the cover while the crowd boos. ONE!…TWO!…THREE!! Ding! Ding! Ding!
Ferdinand: Here is your winner…Victor…Jace!!
Breaking the Tie
Written by: Okori
As Nighthawk stands in front of a large PWA banner backstage in the Dee Events Center, just minutes before he gets ready to take on Brad Kane in the first defense of his PWA World Light Heavyweight Title, he smiles and pats his belt. Clad in his ring jacket, blue-and-white wrestling gear, and his blue-and-white wrestling boots, the World Light Heavyweight Champion gets a loving kiss on the lips from his wife Sin before she too stands at his side.
Nighthawk: “Tonight in Ogden, Utah in just a few short minutes from right now, my wife and I will head out to that ring and I will make my first defense of this title belt against Brad Kane. Brad I not only have known you as an opponent, I used to know you as a friend. In the past when we’ve faced off I've pinned you, and you pinned me. But tonight? I hate to let you know this, but you don’t have a prayer. Because if you somehow think that on my first defense as champion I'm going to let you beat me you are sorely mistaken. By the end of this night, Brad, you’re going to learn why they call me the “Wrestling Machine”.”
Sandman, it's not yours!
Written by: unknown
Carl: Well, I'm getting word that we have Miranda Buck backstage with some breaking news. Miranda...
-The feed cuts backstage where Miranda and her camera crew stand just outside of the locker room doors.
Miranda: Miranda Buck here, just outside the locker room of Terminus, Kaito, and Jason Sandman, inside is a shocking view.
-Her hand reaches back and opens the door as both she and the cameraman enter. The view shoots over to the corner where apparently some yellow-orange colored paint has been smeared across it.
Miranda: Here, in the corner where Jason Sandman prepares for his matches was a strange sight. Written here in some sort of yellowish paint is the phase we have become all too familiar with, “It’s Not Yours”
-She holds her hand next to it as the camera zooms into where the culprit has made his mark.
Miranda: Now, Jason Sandman’s close friend, Terminus, was mentioned in the last ad featuring this slogan, so one must wonder if it has something to do with this group and whether Kaito will be next. Only time will tell. Now, back to Carl and Ray at the announcing table.
-The screen cuts back to ringside with the two announcers.
Carl: Well, so much for keeping this guy away.
Ray: As a matter of fact it appears that the ban has just gotten him closer to us. After all he does have to be in the building to do such a thing.
Carl: Very true. But as she said, we will hopefully have more for you later.
Jason Sandman vs. Fire
Written by: Jonn
Franks: Ladies and gentlemen. This next matchup is one that I’ve actually been looking forward to. Two big guys looking to prove who is the more dominate.
Quadros: That’s not even questionable Carl! Jason Sandman is by far the most hardcore, extreme, lunatic wrestler not just in PWA but in the entire world of wrestling!
Franks: Fire might be new to PWA but he has a reputation for laying it all on the line. That is what it’s going to take to beat the Crippler one on one.
Quadros: Fire is about to have his flame put out. Hahahaha. Get it?
Franks: You must of spent all day thinking that one up. Let’s go ahead and send this one down to Freddy.
Ferdinand: Ladies and gentlemen. The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first. Weighing in at 295 lbs and coming to you from Jersey City, New Jersey. He is one half of the tag team known as Fire and Flame… Fire!!!
(Put on By Young Jeezy Blares on the pa as the light in the arena go orange A Huge Fire Clan Logo lowers from the rafters into the arena. Fire can be seen slowly walking out onto the ramp way as Flame jumps out in front off him and starts trying to hype up the crowd as Fire makes his way to the top of the ramp and looks out into the arena before raising his right hand high into the air causing the Fire Clan logo to explode with pyro. Flame walks over and stands next to Fire as they walk down towards the ring Flame gives all the fans five as Fire continues to the ring. Fire walks up the stairs and steps over the top ropes as Flame slides into the ring both men meet in the middle of the ring Flame jumps on the top rope and keeps trying into hype up the crowd as Fire stand with his arms crossed.)
Ferdinand: Introducing his opponent. Weighing in at 295 lbs and hailing from Norfolk, Virginia. He is the former Premiere Wrestling Alliance World Champion, the Crippler… Jason Sandman!!!
(Live Your Way comes on speakers and as it begins Deal With It Bitch Productions Presents logo come on the Teletron. When the opening words are heard the name of Jason Sandman shows up on the teletron. Jason Sandman comes out of the entranceway and as he raises his singapore cane and a steel chair wrapped in barbwire in the air pyro shoots off. Jason Sandman runs down to the ring, throwing the cane and chair over before sliding under the ropes.)
Franks: A fun little fact for the folks watching at home. Both of these guys weighed in at the exact same weight. This one could go down to height advantage, which would seemingly go to Fire in this one.
Quadros: Do you really think the people watching the boob tube really care about a “neat” little fact like that?! They don’t care at all! They just want to see these two guys beat the living hell out of each other just like I do.
Franks: Not everyone is as blood thirsty as you are Ray.
Quadros: This is America! We’re all blood thirsty!
Franks: Speak for yourself on that one. This match is about to get underway seeing that the referee is calling for the bell.
DING DING DING!
(The two large wrestlers circle one another trying to find the opening. It’s Sandman who charges forward first as he tries to take the head off of Fire with a swing for the fences. Fire ducks it causing Sandman to have his momentum turn him around. Fire takes advantage of it by grabbing Jason Sandman around the waist and lifting him up. Sandman comes crashing down hard onto the back of his shoulders via a Belly to Back Suplex! Fire pops up to his feet and gets the crowd behind him as he pumps his fists. Jason Sandman up and Fire delivers a crisp and painful Atomic Drop! Jason Sandman hopping around the ring holding his groin area with tremendous pain. He turns around and Fire subjects him to an Inverted Atomic Drop! Jason Sandman’s eyes cross involuntarily as he hunches over with his legs bent awkwardly. Fire puts Sandman in a headlock, yells at the top of his lungs to keep the fan support going and then drills Jason Sandman into the mat with a spectacular DDT! Fire pounds a fist on his chest before rolling over Sandman. He hooks a leg and goes for the pin attempt! 1….. 2….. THRE- NO! Jason Sandman with a shoulder up with purpose!)
Franks: This is something that even I didn’t fully expect Ray! Fire has Sandman completely reeling!
Quadros: Just wait and see Carl. Sandman is just letting Fire show his game plan and then he’s going to wipe the mat with him!
Franks: He might be getting himself into more trouble than he thinks because if you haven’t noticed, Fire is really starting to build up some momentum! If he gets the fans to back him up fully, he might pull off the upset for sure!
Quadros: What?! Look at his goofy ass wasting all that time with the fans! The fans are good for one thing. That’s giving their hard earned money to get a glimpse at me and listen to my extraordinary color commentary!
Franks: You can say what you want, but on more than one occasion, I’ve seen the fans help a superstar rally to pull off a much needed win. If it wouldn’t have been for the cheering on, they would’ve never stood a chance.
Quadros: That’s as dumb as when you said you had enough talent to be on the air.
(Fire helps Jason Sandman up to his feet and whips him into the closest corner. Sandman crashes into the corner with a full head of steam with Fire not too close behind him. Fire lays it all on the line as he leaps into the air with a Splash! Sandman moves out of the way in time! Fire crashes into the top turnbuckle with his face and bounces off wickedly. He stumbles backwards and straight into the waiting arms of Jason Sandman. German Suplex! Fire nails the mat with the back of his head and finds himself staring up at the arena lights. Jason Sandman isn’t too quick to get up either as he takes a moment to collect himself and maybe a second breath. Jason Sandman the first to his feet and then fire up shortly after. Jason Sandman with a hard right, but Fire blocks it! Fire with a hard right of his own that connects! BAM! Jason Sandman connects with a swift kick to the gut of his opponent! Fire feels the air suck right out of him as Jason Sandman puts him in a Standing Head Scissors before lifting him high up into the air and then sends him crashing down with a Powerbomb! Sandman drops down and hooks a leg of Fire! 1…….. 2……… THRE- NO! Fire just manages to get a shoulder up!)
Quadros: See! It was only a matter of time before Fire did something stupid. As far as I’m concerned, this match is in the bag for Jason Sandman now.
Franks: It’s not over until it’s over. I’ll admit that Jason Sandman has turned this match around nicely, but Fire is a big man who can do the same thing in a matter of moments.
Quadros: This isn’t kiddie wrestling Carl. He’s in there with a beast who knows how to rip apart his opponent limb by limb. He should consider himself lucky that Sandman hasn’t start gnawing off body parts!
Franks: That’s just sick! Where do you come up with this stuff?!
Quadros: I’m just calling it like I see it Carl!
(Jason Sandman backs the referee up into a corner, clearly not at all happy with the call. It is giving Fire a chance to recover from the vicious Powerbomb. Fire now up while Jason Sandman is still trying to make his case with the referee. Fire spins Sandman around and attempt to hit a kick to the gut, but Jason Sandman catches it! A kick to the back of Fire’s thigh causes Fire to stumble backwards now with a limp. Sandman measures him up and takes him off his feet with a tremendous Spear! He hooks a leg and goes for the pin attempt. 1……. 2…….. THRE- NO! Fire keeping his hopes alive! Jason Sandman up to his feet and starts stomping away on every square inch of his opponent. Jason Sandman is signaling the end of the match now as he helps Fire up to his feet one more time. He picks him up and then sends him down to the mat with a Stalling Brainbuster that he has labeled The Honorable Death! Sandman takes a moment, looking out at the sea of fans! He finally hooks a leg as the referee drops down to make the pin attempt. 1……… 2……… 3!! Jason Sandman picks up the victory in convincing fashion!)
Ferdinand: Ladies and gentlemen. The winner of this contest by pinfall, “Crippler” Jason Sandman!!
Franks: Fire gave it all he had, but in the end… Jason Sandman was simply too much for him.
Quadros: Which is exactly what I’ve been saying all along!
Franks: I’ve got to admit, it looks like Sandman is starting to get on a roll again. If he keeps it up, he’s going to put himself right back into the picture for the World title.
A Plague Upon You, Angel
Written by: Neil
As Jason Sandman celebrates his win by tossing Fire out of the ring, he begins to pace about with that sick look over his face. Then suddenly Commissioner Butcher’s voice begins to boom over the loud speaker.
The Butcher: Angel of Death….this is God speaking.
The Commissioner chuckles half heartedly as Sandman looks around the arena for the man he will face at Redemption II.
Franks: Oh brother.
Quadros: I told you he had a god complex!
“God“: Don’t worry, Angel, I will not strike you down with lightning…yet. No, I am here to send you a message in the hopes that you shall repent for your ways. Repent over your transgressions against one Jimmy Cortez. For coveting his wife and career because he has what you never will. For trying to disrupt MY order in PWA through him. For challenging the legend and creator to a match…a match banned by most of the civilized world. For challenging The Butcher to the deadliest match known throughout professional wrestling…the Butch Match…I shall make the Heavens rain down upon you, Angel. May this plague make you pay heed to what awaits you at Redemption II.
“God” or the Commissioner’s voice trails off as confusion fills the arena. Sandman begins to chuckle as he looks towards the ceiling, commanding God strike him down if he has any power…
…then it starts raining.
Franks: I can’t believe this, Ray! It’s raining inside of this arena!
Quadros: That’s not rain, Carl!
Jason Sandman stretches his hands out to get a feel for what it falling from the ceiling. Hundreds, thousands, if not millions of tiny THUMB TACKS fall from the rafters and spread over Sandman and the ring!
“God”: Beware, Angel, for this plague upon you tonight shall be the first pit in the Butch Match. Return the woman and your end shall be quick. I will be watching…
The voice trails off again as Jason Sandman is covered in thumb tacks nearly up to his knees.
Franks: This is going to be nuts, Ray. The first pit in the Butch Match is going to be filled with thumb tacks! Only two more painful pits remain and I can’t wait!
Quadros: Sandman isn’t afraid! The Commissioner brings upon his own end!
Brad Kane, it's not yours!
Written by: unknown
Carl: What a great...uh...what's this?....It appears that we have even more from our backstage correspondent Miranda Buck. Miranda?
-The feed again shoots backstage to Miranda near the slew of locker room doors.
Miranda: I'm here yet again at what is tonight becoming a familiar sight.
-She enters the door much quicker this time, having the camera man immediately shoot the mirror.
Miranda: This time, we have found the same graffiti, only inside of Brad Kane's locker room. This time the mysterious yellow colored paint is across the mirror, right next to a picture of Brad’s manager Megan, still sporting the slogan “It’s Not Yours”. Is this referring to his manager? We will try for an interview with Kane as we continue to look for clues about this mysterious man. Back to you two ringside.
-The camera flips to the shocked look of the announcer's faces.
Ray: Well, last week it seemed as if he was looking to punish champions, but it seems he's changed his mind.
Carl: Yeah, so far tonight he has gone after Jason Sandman and it appears Brad Kane and his manager.
Ray: It has definitely become clear that he is NOT going away.
Handicap Match
Jostrodomus vs. Filth & Fury
Written by: Neil
"Enemy" by Sevendust blasts over the PA system as the fans start to cheer. Smoke fills the entrance way and Jostrodomus emerges from the smoke arms in the air, fist clinched, ready to fight. He walks down to the ring with that shit eating grin on his face that we've all become accustomed to and arrogantly gets into the ring as the fans continue cheering. He throws his arms in the air for one last firework show and pop from the fans before leaning against the ropes.
To the tune of Running Battle by Kasabian, Filth ‘n’ Fury make their way out under a sea of lights of all colours. They charge down the aisle cursing at any and every fan stupid enough to get in their way- Fury even lashes out with his fist at the particularly dumb people who want to touch him. Filth talks smack into the camera- he even tries to intimidate the poor camera-man by shaking it about viciously.
Jostrodomus begins pacing around the ring talking trash at Filth & Fury. Then the boos begin to get a little louder as Commissioner Butcher begins walking down from the back. Now Jostrodomus turns his attention to the Commissioner and seems to have some harsh words for his former friend.
Franks: Oh man, a handicap match wasn’t bad enough for Jostrodomus tonight, Ray. Now he’s going to have the Commissioner right here at ringside.
Quadros: Haha! I never thought I could respect the Commissioner, Carl, but now I’m starting to like this guy. He all ready cost Joz a match last week against Nighthawk. Sure enough he’s going to do it again.
Franks: And here comes the Commissioner to add some commentary?
The Butcher: Good evening, Carl.
Franks: What brings you to the commentators’ booth, Commissioner?
The Butcher: Oh, just doing some scouting for our upcoming Redemption II pay-per-view card, Carl. Have to see if Jostrodomus is still good enough to make it or not.
The Commissioner waves out to Jostrodomus, who in return tells the Commish to get his ass in the ring. Referee Steve Upshaw calls for the bell to get this match underway! Jostrodomus and Butcher are still barking back and forth to each other, leaving Joz open for a sneak attack from behind by the ready Tom Fury! Fury starts throwing punches that rocks Jostrodomus against the ropes. Fury starts kicking away at Joz before whipping him across the ring. Jostrodomus bounces off the ropes and jump on top of Tom Fury with a Thesz Press! Joz is hamming away at the downed Fury with closed fists as the crowd pops!
Franks: Jostrodomus explodes off the ropes!
The Butcher: Good for him, Carl.
Quadros: Do I hear some jealousy, Commissioner?
Jostrodomus backs off before Referee Upshaw can count to 5. He pulls Tom Fury up and whips him hard into a corner. Joz runs in with a flying forearm that rocks Fury back in the corner! Now Jostrodomus starts hammering away with rights and lefts, stunning Tom Fury in the corner! Upshaw starts the count for a clean break! 1! 2! 3! 4! Joz backs off and throws his hands up in the air to get a cheer from the crowd. Fury steps out of the corner and gets dropped with by a European uppercut from Jostrodomus! Cover by Joz! 1!..2!…KICK OUT!
Franks: Oh boy, Jostrodomus was staring daggers towards the Commissioner as he was making that cover!
Quadros: I think he wants to kill you, Butcher.
The Butcher: He should get in line then.
Jostrodomus pulls Tom Fury up by the hair and looks for a vertical suplex. No! Fury pushes himself off and puts a thumb to Jostrodomus’ eye. Right hand by Fury rocks Jostrodomus back into a corner. Follow up stiff forearm smash by Fury stuns Joz in the corner. Fury goes for an Irish whip across the ring…reversed by Jostrodomus! Tom Fury lands hard into a corner with his back and steps out. Running clothesline attempt by Jostrodomus is ducked by Fury as he goes around the back. Swoop back drop by Tom Fury into a cover! 1...2...KICK OUT!
Fury takes a moment to hammer away at the head of Joz before pulling PWA’s first World Heavyweight Champion up. Snap suplex by Tom Fury. Another cover….1!…2!…KICK OUT! Fury pops up and drops a knee right into Jostrodomus’ head. Hooks the leg…1...2...THR…KICK OUT again! An aggravated Tom Fury gets up and tags out to his half-brother. In steps Matt Filth with a stomp to Joz’s head. Filth puts on an illegal choke, obviously wanting to injure the Jozman. Referee Upshaw steps in with a count…1! 2! 3! 4! Filth puts his hands up in the air like nothing happened. But again he goes for a choke! 1! 2! 3! 4! Filth releases just in time before being disqualified!
Franks: Apparently Filth & Fury want to punish Jostrodomus tonight.
The Butcher: That’s what I’m talking about.
Quadros: Can’t you do it yourself, Commissioner?
The Butcher: Hey, I’m scouting here.
Matt Filth pulls up Jostrodomus and powers him backwards into a corner with a shoulder block. He tags in Tom Fury again, who steps into the ring. Both Filth & Fury double team Jostrodomus with a series of stomps to the midsection. Jostrodomus finds himself being wore down in the corner and falling back in his rear end. Still, the stomps keep coming only this time to his face! Referee Upshaw wants Filth out of the ring but the big man has other ideas. Filth & Fury yank up a wobbly Jostrodomus and double whip him towards the ropes. They get ready to plaster him with a double move but Jostrodomus flies off the ropes with a double clothesline, taking out both men! The crowd pops!
Franks: After taking a beat down for the past couple minutes, Jostrodomus springs to life!
Quadros: You watching this, Commissioner?
Butcher doesn’t respond as he’s watching Jostrodomus go back and forth with standing punches to the face of the rising tag team! Right hand to Fury! Left to Filth! Right to Fury! Left to Filth! Right! Left! Right! Left! Double swinging discus punch drops both members of Filth & Fury as the crowd is completely behind Jostrodomus! Matt Filth pops up with his feet hardly there…Jostrodomus pitches him over the top rope and to the floor below! Now Tom Fury is up…right into a belly-to-belly suplex from Jostrodomus! Joz pops up and points out towards the sneering Commissioner before running towards the ropes. Off the ropes comes Joz with a delayed elbow drop onto Fury! He hooks the leg! 1!…2!…THRE…KICK OUT! Jostrodomus pulls Tom Fury up and drops him hard with a gut wrench power bomb! Jostrodomus is heading towards the top turnbuckle!
Franks: Jostrodomus rarely goes to the top turnbuckle!
Quadros: He’s going to have to pull everything out of his ass to survive this handicap match, Carl.
The Butcher: That’s not the only thing Joz has been pulling out of his ass lately, Ray.
Jostrodomus stands on the top turnbuckle, waiting for his opponent to get up. He steadies himself before falling. He jumps off the turnbuckle towards the outside, landing hard on top of a standing Matt Filth with a full body splash! The crowd pops big time as Jostrodomus and Matt Filth are laid out at ring side after the collision!
Franks: Now that’s what I call pulling out all the stops!
Quadros: That dumb ass! Matt Filth isn’t even the legal man in this match.
The Butcher: What do you expect from the old man, Ray? He forgets sometimes.
Both Jostrodomus and Matt Filth stay down for a bit before Joz begins to stir. He gets up holding his ribcage and starts putting the stomps to Filth. Then he’s interrupted by Tom Fury who jumps off with an axe handle from the ring apron! Fury picks up Joz and bulls him into the barrier with a shoulder block! Referee Upshaw is trying to get control of this match once again as Tom Fury is looking to punish Jostrodomus. Now he whips Joz into the steel steps with a loud BANG!
Franks: Look out, Ray! They’re coming this way!
Quadros: Damn, why do I have to get stuck between you two guys? I have no where to run!
The Butcher: There may be a Layne Marshall spot for you in the future, Ray.
Quadros: The dead part or sleeping with Carl’s wife part?
Franks: Oh go to Hell!
Fury stalks Jostrodomus and kicks him in the back as Joz tries to crawl away for some separation. Now a pissed off Matt Filth wants in on this action as he joins Fury in the kicking fest on Joz. Double snap suplex on the outside of the ring by Filth & Fury, leaving Jostrodomus clutching his lower spine! The Commissioner stands up from his chair at the commentators’ table and stands over Jostrodomus, who is clearly in pain. Filth & Fury stand back as the Commissioner looks down at Jostrodomus.
The Butcher: You should have used your head, Joz. Maybe then you wouldn’t be in this position.
Jostrodomus struggles to a knee before lunging into the Commissioner with a ram-like head butt right into the man’s nuts! The Butcher falls back, grabbing himself as an irate Jostrodomus starts pounding away on his former friend! The crowd starts chanting loudly…”JOZ! JOZ! JOZ! JOZ!” Here comes Fury & Fury again with a double axe handle across Jostrodomus’ back to break up the attack on the Commissioner!
Jostrodomus finds himself being rolled into the ring as Fury rolls in himself. He runs off the ropes and blasts Jostrodomus right in the head with a Face Shiner kick! Feeling ever so confident, Fury applies a leg tied Crossface combo submission he calls the Red Light District, drawing a painful cry from Jostrodomus! The crowd boos loudly as Matt Filth is pumping his fist.
Franks: Jostrodomus finds himself in a compromising position, Ray!
Quadros: Serves him right for going head first into the Commissioner’s nether regions! Are you okay, Commissioner?
The Butcher: That son of a bit--!
Referee Upshaw is asking if Jostrodomus wants to give up! NO! Fury reels back a bit more in the Crossface, trying to snap Joz in two! The crowd continues its Jostrodomus chant, trying to will the former World Heavyweight Champion on! “JOZ! JOZ! JOZ! JOZ!” Upshaw asks again if he wants to quit!……NO! Tom Fury roars in anger as he leans back one more time, nearly losing the Crossface from the pressure! “JOZ! JOZ! JOZ!” One more time Referee Upshaw asks! There’s an agonizing reply………NO!! Tom Fury has no choice but to release his specialized submission combo move!
Franks: Jostrodomus survives the Red Light District!
Quadros: No surprise there, Carl. He knows the Red Light District pretty well.
Fury lays a couple stomps on Jostrodomus before tagging out to Matt Filth. Double backdrop executed by Filth & Fury before Tom leaves for the ring apron. Filth shoots in for a cover. 1...2...THR…KICK OUT! Filth pulls Joz up into a simple bear hug, working over the spine of the #1 Stunner. Jostrodomus fights through the squeeze and damn near squishes Filth’s melon with both hands across the ears! Follow up head butt by Jostrodomus to the bridge of Filth’s nose! Matt Filth releases the bear hug and grabs his face! Jostrodomus is trying to spring to life here with a series of right hands that rocks Filth back! Irish whip by Jostrodomus! Filth off the ropes…Joz running as well…BAM! They both go for a running big boot to the face and knock each other silly!
Franks: Oh what a collision right there! They both had the same idea in mind!
Quadros: You scouting that, Butch?
The Butcher: Yeah…Jostrodomus isn’t going to learn his lesson at this rate.
Referee Upshaw starts counting as both men remain laid out. 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! Matt Filth begins to stir as he clutches his jaw. 7! 8! Now Jostrodomus rolls over to his side and starts to get to his feet…9! Both men are up and looking to gain the advantage! Wild clothesline attempt by Matt Filth! Ducked by Jostrodomus! Rolling European uppercut by Jostrodomus drops Filth again as the crowd pops! He runs towards the ropes and nails Tom Fury with a forearm that drops him off of the ring apron!
The Butcher: Damn it!
Jostrodomus whips Matt Filth towards the ropes and collects him with a Spinebuster! He’s calling for the #1 Stunner to win this handicap match! Wait! Here comes Commissioner Butcher again to get involved! He hops up onto the ring apron and starts calling out Joz!
Franks: Here we go again! Commissioner Butcher wants to screw Jostrodomus over for the second week in a row!
Quadros: Go get that arrogant punk, Butch!
Jostrodomus and the Commissioner seem to be sharing some harsh words that just may come to blows! Jostrodomus tells Butcher to get his ass into the ring! Butcher looks ready but stays right where he is. Here comes the angry Tom Fury sliding into the ring! He charges at Jostrodomus from behind with a Moe Green Special kick! Joz ducks! OH! Tom Fury damn near decapitates Commissioner Butcher with a tooth chipper kick! The Commissioner falls backwards off of the apron and down to the floor in a heap!
Franks: What a nasty kick there by Tom Fury! Even if the Commissioner wasn’t the intended target!
Quadros: That tends to happen when you stick your nose in something you shouldn’t.
Tom Fury is in shock over the accident…or was it? Jostrodomus grabs him from behind and pitches him over the top rope to the floor below! Matt Filth wobble to his feet holding his back after the Spinebuster. Jostrodomus collects him and sets him up….# STUNNER!! Matt Filth lands hard on a his back! Jostrodomus hooks the leg! ONE!…TWO!…THREE!! Ding! Ding! Ding!
Ferdinand: Here is your winner…Jostrodomus!!
Franks: What a victory for Jostrodomus on his comeback tour! The Commissioner’s plan backfired!
Quadros: He got lucky, Carl. Simple as that.
“Enemy” kicks back up as Jostrodomus heads out of the ring and backstage. Tom Fury slides into the ring and checks on Matt Filth with a look of distain directed towards Joz. Now the Commissioner is sitting up, holding his jaw, irate over Jostrodomus holding his hand up in victory. Jostrodomus can only smile back with that shit eating grin all over his face.
New Concept
Written by: Craig
Backstage as The Butcher is roaming the halls of the arena, looking at all the various backstage workers and people standing next to the snack tables, eating a small sandwich or two. As per usual, Brad Kane manages to find his boss. Butch throws his hands into the air as he shakes his head.
The Butcher: How in the hell do you always manage to find me in the arena?
Brad shrugs his shoulders as a small smirk comes across his face.
Brad Kane: If I knew, I'd tell you.
Butch nods his head as silence falls between the two.
The Butcher: So is there a point to bothering me tonight or what?
Brad Kane: It's about my match at Redemption II against Fury.
Kane looks a bit serious as his boss looking curious as to what he wants done with it.
The Butcher: What about it?
Brad Kane: I don't think a normal match will do any good, not in this situation.
The Butcher: So you feel the need for something else?
Brad nods his head in agreement. Butch sighs as he leans against a nearby wall.
The Butcher: Anything in mind?
Once again, Brad nods his head.
Brad Kane: Yeah, I got something in mind. Basically I want an oversized cage around the ring. Put some weapons on it, hanging really. Put a few barbed wire boards on the floor, glass panes in the corner and so on. I have a concept title for this, its called the Master of Horrors.
The Butcher: Master of Horrors eh?
Brad Kane: Yeah.
The Butcher: I'll keep it in mind.
Both men look at each other before walking off in separate directions.
Terminus vs. Jack Gaither
Written by: John
CARL: Ladies and gentlemen, this next match could be the match of the week as far as I’m concerned. Jack Gaither is going to square off against PWA World Heavyweight Champion Terminus; even though it’s not for the title, this should be quite an evenly paced match!
RAY: I don’t care about Jack Gaither or Terminus; to be honest I hope Gaither’s career goes down the tubes tonight so I won’t have to put up with him!
CARL: Shut up Ray. Let’s go to ringside!
FREDDY: Ladies and gentlemen, the following non-title contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first: currently residing in Halifax, Nova Scotia, and weighing in at 190 pounds, he is the PWA World Heavyweight Champion…TERMINUS!!
(As "I Wear My Skin" starts to play over the sound system, the lights go dim, and the crowd rises to their feet to cheer as twin columns of red fireworks shower sparks the top of the stage. The lighting becomes a bit brighter, revealing the figures of Terminus and Natalie Snow standing at the top of the stage. Natalie acknowledges the crowd's cheering with a wide smile, while Terminus keeps his attention focused upon the ring as the couple makes their way down the ramp. As they reach the ring, the New Age Punisher whispers something into Natalie's ear that causes her smile to grow even wider, and turns toward the crowd, and draws his thumb across his throat in the ever-popular throat slash gesture. As Natalie makes her way to his corner to lend her support, he then slides under the bottom rope, and then crouches in his corner, awaiting the beginning of the match.)
CARL: Folks, a lot of people are downplaying this match, but I have to say that this is perhaps the biggest test in Terminus’s career here in the PWA.
RAY: You’re right about that. Terminus has had to face much bigger and stronger opponents in the past, but tonight is completely different. Terminus must take on somebody who differs only slightly in height and weight in Jack Gaither, and I have a feeling that these two are gonna put on quite a show!
CARL: Here’s the thing: Terminus is still suffering from the effects of that concussion he received from Captain Howdy last week, and I don’t think he’s exactly 100% just yet. We’ll wait and see how things turn out, but right now—let’s go back to Freddy!
FREDDY: Ladies and gentlemen, his opponent: from Corpus Christi, Texas, and weighing in at 192 pounds…JACK “THE GOLDEN EAGLE” GAITHER!!
(The opening phrase "God works in mysterious ways.." from "One Vision" is played, but the lights go out, and the intro to "Cosmos Rockin'" starts up. Various images of Jack Gaither's matches flash by on the big screen; at the height of the intro, the words "THE GOLDEN EAGLE FLIES AGAIN!" appear on screen. Gold-colored pyro and green confetti go off as Jack Gaither and Samantha Teague make their way to the ring, giving every fan sitting near the ramp a high-five along the way. Once in the ring, Samantha and Jack pose to the cheering crowd as more green-and-gold confetti falls from the ceiling.)
CARL: Fans, say what you want to about Jack Gaither, but there is no mistake about it: the man is known in many circles for having the biggest heart in this industry!
RAY: Yeah, but will heart beat talent? We’ll just have to wait and see.
CARL: This is the first time that Jack Gaither and Terminus have faced each other one-on-one, but let me reiterate that both men are just about evenly matched.
RAY: You’re right, and…look at this!
(Terminus and Jack Gaither stare each down as flashbulbs go off in the arena; half of the crowd is cheering for Terminus, and half of the crowd is cheering for Gaither.)
CARL: Look at those flashbulbs—this is a moment in PWA history! Listen to the crowd—it is split right down the middle; “One Eye” Pierre French has been assigned to referee this contest. We had a classic Texas-OU college football game this past October, and now we’re gonna have a classic battle between two of PWA’s best!
*DING!*
CARL: The bell has sounded, and we are underway!
(Terminus and Gaither lock up in the center of the ring. Terminus shows his power early on and shoves Gaither down to the mat and poses as half of the crowd cheers for him while the other half boos.)
CARL: Terminus showing his power early on here.
(Gaither gets back up and locks up with Terminus again. This time, Gaither shows HIS power and shoves Terminus down to the canvas; again, 50 percent of the crowd cheers while the other 50 percent boos.)
CARL: Both men showing us their power game early on as the crowd is split down the middle, and I’m surprised that Terminus isn’t feeling any effects from that concussion yet.
RAY: He will soon enough.
(Gaither and Terminus lock up once again; this time, Gaither sends Terminus into the ropes with an Irish Whip. Terminus bounces off the ropes as Gaither telegraphs a back body drop; Terminus uses this mistake to place Gaither on his shoulders. However, Gaither gets out of the hold and rolls Terminus up for a surprise pin attempt.)
CARL: WAIT A MINUTE—SCHOOL BOY!
[ONE...KICKOUT!]
CARL: You’re not gonna beat Terminus that way if you’re Jack Gaither!
(“One Eye” Pierre French moves out of the way as the match itself now turns into a test of speed. Jack Gaither runs toward Terminus, who immediately applies an armdrag takedown. Gaither is up to his feet and runs at Terminus again; Terminus tries to take Gaither down once again with an armdrag takedown, but Gaither stays on his feet and reverses into an armdrag takedown, followed by an armbar.)
CARL: Gaither with the advantage for the first time in this matchup; he has Terminus in a textbook armbar.
(Terminus breaks out of the armbar and sends Gaither to the ropes with an Irish Whip; Gaither bounces back off the ropes and hits Terminus with a shoulder block. Gaither runs to the ropes once again as Terminus quickly gets up; Gaither runs toward Terminus, who flips Gaither high in the air with a back body drop, sending “The Golden Eagle” down to the canvas!)
CARL: Big back body drop that time by Terminus, and now the momentum of the match could be heading towards Terminus.
(Both Samantha and Natalie cheer on their respective combatants as Terminus goes to work on Gaither. Terminus picks Gaither up by the head and lifts him up for a vertical suplex.)
RAY: That is a textbook vertical suplex—just the way it was meant to be applied!
(Terminus heads for the turnbuckle and climbs to the top; he unleashes a corkscrew splash onto the prone Gaither and goes for the cover)
[ONE…TWO…KICKOUT!!]
(After the near-fall, Terminus picks Gaither up again and sends him to the turnbuckle, where Gaither hits the turnbuckle back-first. Terminus delivers a hard knife-edge chop.)
FANS: WHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
(Gaither fights back with a chop of his own!)
FANS: WHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
(Terminus chops Gaither a 2nd time, followed by Gaither. Gaither chops Terminus a third time before sending him to the turnbuckle, where Terminus hits turnbuckle stomach-first. Gaither takes Terminus’s head and smacks it into the top turnbuckle as the fans start counting.)
FANS: ONE…TWO…THREE…
(However, Terminus blocks the fourth turnbuckle smash by Gaither and begins smashing Gaither’s head into the turnbuckle several times!)
CARL: Well both men are having some not-so-tasty turnbuckle for dinner tonight, that’s for sure.
(After smashing Gaither’s head into the turnbuckle for a 5th time, Terminus sends him to the opposite turnbuckle, but he begins staggering a little bit as he makes his way towards Gaither.)
RAY: Uh-oh; Terminus is not in top form, and this could come back to bite him.
CARL: You’re right; I think the champion is still a bit woozy from last week.
(A woozy Terminus tries to run toward Gaither—and is met with a spear!)
RAY: WHOA!!
CARL: Jack Gaither has speared Terminus straight to hell!
RAY: This could be Gaither’s chance!
(Indeed, Gaither seizes the initiative and begins to go to work on Terminus. Gaither lifts Terminus high above his head before dropping him face-first into the canvas! Natalie Snow looks on with disbelief as Gaither picks Terminus up again and sets him for the ride; Terminus bounces off the ropes and is met with a back body drop by Gaither! Immediately, Gaither climbs to the top turnbuckle and gives the cheering fans a shaka sign.)
CARL: Uh-oh…Gaither’s gonna fly!
(However, Terminus gets back up and immediately climbs to the top turnbuckle to stop Gaither’s momentum. Terminus grabs Gaither and tries to superplex him, but Gaither blocks the attempt and shoves Terminus down to the mat. As Terminus gets back up, Gaither delivers a cross body block for a pin attempt.)
[ONE…TWO…THR—KICKOUT!!]
RAY: WHOA—Gaither was only a heartbeat away from Upset City!
CARL: I don’t think Terminus has ever SCOUTED Gaither before, because he’s being given a huge run for his money!
(Gaither immediately picks up Terminus and sends him for the ride once again; Terminus bounces off the ropes and is planted with a Samoan Drop by Gaither!)
RAY: WOW! Talk about getting planted!
(Gaither picks up Terminus again and gives him a scoop slam, but Terminus rolls Gaither up into a small package!)
[ONE…TWO…THR—KICKOUT!!]
CARL: Whoa—nice quickness by Terminus!
(Terminus takes the momentum and scoop slams Gaither; Terminus bounces off the ropes and delivers an elbow drop to Gaither’s head—busting him open!)
RAY: Uh-oh…”The Golden Eagle” is busted open!
CARL: And we’ll see if Terminus can capitalize here!
(Terminus goes to the turnbuckle and climbs to the top rope; a stunned Gaither slowly gets up as Terminus flies off the top rope in a wicked corkscrew fashion, catches Gaither’s head, and WHAM! Gaither is planted head-first into the canvas with a flying corkscrew DDT!)
RAY: OH MAN!!
FANS: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
(Terminus immediately goes to work on Gaither’s head, pounding him several times with right hands. As he begins using closed fists, “One Eyed” Pierre French orders Terminus to back down or risk being DQ’d. Terminus tries pounding away at Gaither’s busted face, but Gaither shoves Terminus off, gets back up, and sends him back to the corner.)
RAY: Terminus is in trouble now.
(Gaither stomps a mudhole into the midsection of Terminus until he’s sitting down in the corner; Gaither goes for a Bronco Buster, but Terminus moves out of the way—causing Gaither to smack into the turnbuckle groin-first!)
CARL: YIKES! I don’t think Gaither’s gonna be able to have any kids after that one!
(Terminus grabs Gaither and sends him for the ride; Gaither bounces off the ropes, but Terminus makes the mistake of telegraphing a back body drop. Gaither sees this and immediately kicks him in the gut, after which he sends Terminus to the canvas with a vertical suplex of his own. Terminus gets up before Gaither can cover; Natalie and Samantha can’t believe their eyes as the match returns to a battle of speed. Terminus runs toward Gaither, who attempts an armdrag, but Terminus counters with an armdrag of his own. Gaither shoots right back with another armdrag, followed by another armdrag by Terminus. Terminus sends Gaither to the ropes; Gaither bounces off the ropes and is met by a Terminus powerslam! Terminus begins to pump up the neutral crowd as he picks Gaither up and sends him to the turnbuckle. Terminus places the prone Gaither on the top turnbuckle before going up to the top himself. The fans are standing as Terminus sends Gaither down hard with a vicious superplex!)
CARL: A SUPERPLEX—AND “THE GOLDEN EAGLE” IS DOWN!
(A dizzy, yet determined Terminus, goes up to the top once again. Once again, Gaither slowly gets back up—and is met with a missile dropkick from Terminus!)
RAY: Terminus with the advantage here!
(While still feeling the effects of his concussion, Terminus is slowly able to go for a pin attempt.)
[ONE…TWO…THRE---NO!! KICKOUT!!]
RAY: OH MY! I DON’T BELIEVE IT!
CARL: Believe it Ray—Jack Gaither’s got one helluva heart! He doesn’t want to give up!
(Terminus picks Gaither up, but Gaither kicks Terminus in the gut before planting him with a DDT of his own. Gaither seizes the momentum and heads to the top rope; he springboards off the top rope to attempt a corkscrew cross-body, but Terminus counters and turns Gaither upside-down before sending him head-first into the canvas with a wicked 360-degree brainbuster!)
CARL: OH MY GOD!!
FANS: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
(Terminus immediately heads to the ropes; Gaither slowly gets back up as Terminus performs a moonsault, but Terminus catches Gaither’s head and sends him head-first to the canvas with “Dies Irae!”)
RAY: DIES IRAE!! NOBODY CAN GET UP FROM THAT!!
(Terminus goes up to the top turnbuckle to salute the cheering fans--and to prepare himself for “Terminal Velocity.”)
CARL: This could be sayonara for Jack Gaither!
(Unfortunately while saluting the fans, Terminus doesn’t realize that Gaither is slowly getting to his feet. Terminus goes for “Terminal Velocity” anyway, but he’s caught by a standing Gaither and WHAM! Gaither immediately spins 360 degrees before sending Terminus head-first to the canvas with the “Samba Slam!”)
FANS: OOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Both men are down, but Gaither slowly inches toward Terminus as the entire building is going absolutely nuts!)
CARL: SAMBA SLAM! SAMBA SLAM! GAITHER OUT OF NOWHERE—HE’S GONNA DO IT!
RAY: THIS COULD BE A GIGANTIC UPSET RIGHT HERE!
CARL: The man’s been in this business for only one year, but Jack Gaither is gonna become very famous if he wins this thing and pins our Champion!
(Gaither is slowly able to go for the cover as the fans count with Pierre French!)
[ONE…TWO…THRE….OOOHHHHHHHHH…KICKOUT!!]
CARL: UNBELIEVABLE! GAITHER HAD HIM BEAT, BUT TERMINUS BARELY GOT A SHOULDER UP!!
RAY: Wow…this match is a classic!
(Gaither is stunned about the referee’s near-fall, but he doesn’t complain. Instead, Gaither sets Terminus up for another Samba Slam—but Terminus counters the move and turns it into the “Wave of Mutilation!”)
CARL: WAVE OF MUTILATION!! JACK GAITHER’S IN SERIOUS TROUBLE!!
RAY: “The Golden Eagle” is going nowhere but to Tap Out City!
(“One Eyed” Pierre French begins checking on an exhausted and bloody Gaither; Pierre asks Gaither if he wants to quit, but Gaither screams “NOOOOOOOOOOO!” This causes Terminus to tighten the hold further; Gaither’s face now becomes pale as referee French raises and drops his arm!)
FANS: ONE!
RAY: Oh my god—Jack doesn’t want to give up!
CARL: Jack has to have something in the tank and fast!
(French raises and drops Jack’s arm for a 2nd time!)
FANS: TWO!!
RAY: Gaither’s gone—stick a fork in him, he’s done!
CARL: Gaither’s not going to quit! He may be going down, but he’s not gonna quit without a fight!
(Pierre French raises Gaither’s arm for the 3rd time, but Gaither’s arm remains up and Jack begins to struggle. The crowd is going absolutely hysterical as Natalie looks on in compete shock and disbelief! Samantha can’t believe what she has just witnessed!)
CARL: NO! NO! NO! GAITHER’S STILL IN IT—AND LOOK AT THIS!!
(Gaither is frantically moving toward the ropes and struggling to make his right arm reach the bottom rope; every single fan in the building begins a Gaither chant!)
FANS: GAI-THER! GAI-THER! GAI-THER! GAI-THER!
CARL: BELIEVE IT—GAITHER’S WON OVER THIS ENTIRE BUILDING!!
RAY: “The Golden Eagle” is not human, I swear to God!
CARL: Jack Gaither is on the cusp of actually breaking the Wave of Mutilation!
RAY: I don’t think he’s got enough left in his tank—there’s no frigging way he can break the hold!
CARL: Natalie Snow can’t believe it—and Samantha Teague’s almost to tears! Jack Gaither is going to etch his name into the history books!
(After slowly struggling for around three minutes, Jack’s right hand grabs the bottom rope; Pierre French makes Terminus break the hold as the crowd goes out of their minds!)
CARL: YES! YES! YES! GAITHER BROKE THE WAVE OF MUTILATION!!
RAY: “The Golden Eagle” has done the unthinkable! I believe this is the first time that somebody has been able to break that hold!
(Both men struggle to their feet and start trading punches. Terminus breaks up the slug-fest and tries to set up Jack for “Requiem Aeternam!”)
RAY: Uh-oh…NOW it’s over!
(Gaither counters Terminus’s attempt at the “Requiem Aeternam”—and puts Terminus in his modified STF--the “Double Whammy!”)
CARL: DOUBLE WHAMMY! DOUBLE WHAMMY—SHADES OF THE LATE KATHERINE GAITHER!!
RAY: Terminus is in BIG trouble!!
(Terminus struggles to reach the bottom rope, but Jack realizes this and drags him back to the center of the ring—where he applies the “Double Whammy” once again!)
CARL: Now Jack has the Double Whammy locked in, and they’re in the center of the ring!
RAY: Terminus ain’t giving up yet!
(Terminus struggles to get to the ropes once again, but Gaither tightens the hold even further—causing his opponent even more pain. Somehow, Terminus is able to roll over, causing Gaither’s shoulders to be on the mat.)
[ONE…TWO…THREE!!]
*DING-DING-DING-DING-DING!!!*
CARL: TERMINUS WINS IT! THE NEW AGE PUNISHER ESCAPES!!
FREDDY: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match: the PWA World Heavyweight Champion—TERMINUS!!
RAY: GAITHER HAD THE MATCH WON TOO!!
CARL: Terminus was somehow able to escape the Double Whammy and pin Gaither! If you’re Samantha Teague right now, I have to feel for you.
RAY: Let’s not sell this short Carl; I have to give credit where credit is due. Jack Gaither put on one helluva show against the champ tonight!
CARL: You’re right, but this loss might slow Gaither down a bit.
RAY: Oh well…you can live to fight another day!
How‘s This For a Concept?
Written by: Neil
Brad Kane is seen backstage stretching as he gets ready for his big Light Heavyweight Championship match-up tonight in the main event. He leans over to stretch his legs, leaving himself vulnerable for a sneak attack. And what do you know, just as I type that, it happens! Matt Filth of all people plows Kane across the head with a steel chair! Filth is sent into a chair swinging rage he calls the Apoplexy!
Matt Filth: Good evenin’, Bradley! Hope you’re ready for the spotlight tonight!
Back to laying in the chair shots goes Matt Filth to soften Brad Kane up! Then he grabs Kane from the front into a hammerlock position and then slams Brad Kane head first into the concrete floor with Rage Release finisher! Kane is left laid out on the floor as a hulking Matt Filth stands over his with satisfaction in his eyes.
Matt Filth: How’s that for a concept?
Franks: Matt Filth just took out Brad Kane! I thought they weren’t supposed to come in contact with each other by order of the Commissioner?
Quadros: That was Brad Kane and Tom Fury. He never said anything about Matt Filth. Well played by Filth & Fury. Kane won’t be in any condition to fend off Nighthawk tonight.
Fallen Champion
Written by: Rich
Franks: Oh no...
Quadros: What is it?
Franks: We've just received word from the back that Terminus has been found, laid out. Nobody knows what exactly has happened, though there are suspicions. He's being taken now by ambulance to a local hospital.
Quadros: Is Natalie going with him?
Franks: What does that matter?
Quadros: She needs to be here, to accept Captain Howdy's gift, that's what.
Kaito vs. Captain Howdy
Written by: Jason
Carl Franks: Well Ray, this should be another interesting match-up between Captain Howdy and Jiraiya Kaito. Last time these two met, they fought to a draw. You have to wonder if this will be another stalemate.
Ray Quadros: I highly doubt that, Carl. I don’t buy the Captain’s whole “I have respect for Jiraiya Kaito” shtick one bit. He’s just luring the Seiryuu into a false sense of security and when he least expects it... WHAM!!! The Captain will show his true colors and walk out victorious!
The lights dim, as "Captain Howdy" begins to play. He walks out from the back, flanked by two figures in hooded, lime-green robes. These two figures move away from him as he walks down the ramp, taking positions on each side of the top of the ramp, heads bowed, and hands in their sleeves.
Freddy Ferdinand: The following contest is scheduled for a one-fall! Introducing first... from Coney Island, New York, weighing in at 254 pounds... CAPTAIN HOWDY!!!
The big screen behind them shows various snippets of the Captain's PWA career, as he makes his way to the ring, acknowledging those who bow to him, and inviting them to join his cult. He ignores any others, as he steps into the ring and moves to the far side, handing off his jacket and walking stick to the attendant. He then moves to the corner, and watches the ramp, waiting for his opponent to enter.
Carl Franks: So far, Captain Howdy has torn through the ranks of Gundan RTO! He’s decimated both Jason Sandman and our World Heavyweight champion, Terminus! All that’s left is the Seiryuu!
Ray Quadros: And he’ll decimate him too! Gundan RTO may cease to be by the end of this match!
The lights go out in the arena. A dragon roar is heard over the arena speakers as fire explodes from the stage area. Jiraiya Kaito is launched from underneath the stage and lands on one knee as the first opening riff of Acma's "Follow Your Generation" plays. Blue lights swoop throughout the arena at the same time. Upon the next riff, white lights swoop back in the opposite direction. On the third riff, blue lights swoop back in their original direction. As the song progresses, blue and white lights go into a strobe effect in tune with the music. Jiraiya Kaito looks up at the ring and stands up while the fans show their appreciation for him. He then begins to walk down to the ring with a look of determination on his face.
Freddy Ferdinand: And his opponent... from Naha, Okinawa, Japan, weighing in at 189 pounds... he is the “Seiryuu”... JIRAIYA KAITO!!!
Jiraiya Kaito leaps up onto the top turnbuckle and faces the ring. He holds his hands above his head and brings them together in prayer-mode. He takes a deep breath before leaping off the top turnbuckle and lands on one knee while pounding the middle of the ring with a single fist, causing blue flames to erupt from all four ring posts. The lights return to normal as he looks up from his kneeling position. He stands upright and soaks in the admiration from the fans in attendance.
Carl Franks: Ever since losing the World Title, the Seiryuu has been on an up-and-down roller coaster, looking for a way to stay on the up side of things!
Ray Quadros: Well he picked the wrong night to start looking for that, Carl! He got lucky last time against the good captain! Tonight, his luck will run out!
After the referee checks both men for illegal objects, he signals for the... no wait! Jiraiya Kaito steps forward and stops the referee from ringing the bell. He points to Captain Howdy and then extends his hand in the center of the ring. Captain Howdy doesn’t quite know how to respond to this gesture, and neither do the fans as a mixed reaction is exhibited.
Carl Franks: It seems as if the Seiryuu wants Captain Howdy to shake his hand as some sort of code of honor.
Ray Quadros: A bold move on his part. Stupid, but bold.
Captain Howdy shakes his head in disbelief and then tells the Seiryuu “put your hand away, kid”. Kaito becomes disgusted by the captain’s request and walks back to his corner... no... Howdy turns him back around. Kaito’s nostrils flare in anger as if he’s about to deck the captain for turning him back around, but his anger quickly dissipates when he sees Captain Howdy... bowing to him!?!?!? Another mixed reaction escapes the fans as the Seiryuu is shocked to see a guy like Captain Howdy bowing in front of him.
Ray Quadros: Has Howdy lost his mind!? He’s not supposed to bow to a kid like Kaito!
Carl Franks: Maybe he DOES respect him after all!
Ray Quadros: Oh shut up, Carl! No one asked you for your opinion!
Kaito, liking what he sees, returns the favor and bows to Howdy, eliciting some applause from the fans for this display of sportsmanship. Kaito turns to the referee and gestures for him to ring the bell now, which receives a slight smattering of laughter from the fans. The referee shrugs his shoulders and signals for the bell. (DING!) Both Kaito and Howdy circle one another in the ring. They meet in the center with the traditional collar and elbow tie-up. Howdy takes the initiative and turns it into a side headlock on Kaito. Hip Toss by Howdy and now Kaito’s on the mat still trapped in the side headlock. Kaito uses his legs to scissor Howdy’s head and break the hold. Howdy finds his way out of it and gets back up to his feet, as does Kaito. Kaito now applies the side headlock on Howdy. Hip Toss from the Seiryuu, and Howdy now finds himself on the mat. Howdy, figuring that this is just the opposite of what happened a few seconds ago, keeps the spiel going by scissoring Kaito’s head with his legs. Kaito tries to break free from the grip, but can’t seem to do so as Howdy cinches in the hold.
Carl Franks: For a minute, it seemed as if Kaito was going to mirror everything Howdy threw at him.
Ray Quadros: Ha! He only wishes he could! Now look at him! He’s trapped!
Or so Ray thinks as Kaito begins to fight his way out of the hold by using his feet to roll Howdy over onto his back. Kaito then performs a headstand while still trapped between Howdy’s legs. With one push of his hands, Kaito pops his head out from Howdy’s grasp and lands on his feet. He goes for a Stiff Kick to Howdy’s chest, but the captain ducks just in time and rolls out of the way before Kaito can do anything else. The two end up in a stare down, which triggers some more applause from the fans in attendance. Even some from the Seiryuu as Howdy makes his way back up to his feet.
Carl Franks: What a display of athleticism by the former World Champ!
Ray Quadros: Yeah yeah yeah. Howdy’s letting him have his little moment for now!
A smirk forms on Howdy’s face as they circle one another again. Kaito charges in for the tie-up, but Howdy has other plans in mind when he delivers a boot to Kaito’s midsection. Howdy locks him in the side headlock again, wrenching the hold as he applies it. Kaito backs the captain up to the ropes and shoots him off to the far side. Howdy comes back and knocks the Seiryuu down with a Shoulder Tackle. Howdy runs the ropes by himself, leaps over the downed Seiryuu, comes back and levels the Seiryuu with another Shoulder Tackle just as he was getting back up to his feet. Howdy goes for the cover, but Kaito kicks out at 1.
Carl Franks: So far, Howdy is in control of the match. But he has to realize that a Shoulder Tackle isn’t going to keep the former World Champ down.
Ray Quadros: Would you relax!? Howdy’s just getting warmed up!
Howdy picks Kaito up and backs him up into the ropes. Howdy with an Irish Whip... no, reversal by Kaito and now it’s Howdy going to the far side. Howdy comes back, only to be met with a Backflip Kick by the Seiryuu, stopping him in his tracks. Kaito runs the ropes, ducks a Clothesline attempt by Howdy, bounces off the other side, ducks another Clothesline attempt, bounces off the ropes one more time, and catches Howdy offguard with the Sling Blade Clothesline.
Carl Franks: How many times did Kaito hit the ropes in that exchange!?
Ray Quadros: I dunno. I lost track of him the minute he started running!
Kaito picks Howdy up and sends him into the nearby corner... no... another reversal and it’s Kaito being sent into the corner... hard! Howdy charges in, only to be met with a boot to the face by Kaito, which staggers the captain for a bit. Kaito runs toward him... and becomes a victim of a Scoop Powerslam, throwing the Seiryuu for a loop. One Legdrop across the throat later, and Howdy goes for the cover... 1... 2... KICKOUT! Howdy picks Kaito up off the mat only to dump him back onto it via Cradle Suplex. Howdy cinches in a headlock from behind, cutting off air to the Seiryuu’s lungs.
Carl Franks: Howdy is still in control and has Kaito right where he wants him!
Ray Quadros: You say this as if you’ve never seen anyone control the Seiryuu like that before!
The Seiryuu, however, begins to fight his way back up to his feet and throws elbows into the captain’s ribs to get him to release his grip. Kaito, now free, runs the ropes. He comes back and attempts to take the captain down with a Shoulder Tackle of his own, but the captain remains standing. But not for long as Kaito delivers a kick to the back of Howdy’s left knee, knocking the captain down to one knee. Kaito runs the ropes again and executes a Shining Wiz... nope. Howdy ducked the move. Or so he thinks... as Kaito wastes no time and blasts the captain across the back of his head with the Seiryuu Kikku!
Carl Franks: Kaito always manages to catch people on the rebound with that Seiryuu Kikku!
Ray Quadros: Come on, Howdy! You should know the kid’s moves by now!
Kaito goes for the cover, but only gets a 1.5 for his troubles. Howdy uses the ropes to pull himself back up. Kaito charges him... only to get tossed over the top rope by Howdy, but luckily he lands on the ring apron. Kaito goes for a punch... blocked by Howdy. Howdy with a European Uppercut that knocks the Seiryuu down on the ring apron and onto the floor. The referee backs Howdy away from the ropes and begins the mandatory 10-count. (1!) Kaito wonders what the hell just happened to him as he tries to shake the cobwebs loose. (2!) Howdy tries to go out of the ring, but the referee stops him. Kaito uses the ring apron to help pull himself back up. (3!) Howdy finally slides out of the ring, much to the referee’s dismay. He locates Kaito and rolls him back in just as the referee counts 4. Kaito makes his way back up to his feet, albeit in a staggering motion as that uppercut seemed to have knocked him for a greater loop. Unfortunately, he staggers right into Howdy’s waiting arms and gets dumped back to the mat via Belly to Belly Suplex.
Carl Franks: Kaito couldn’t tell where he was at for a minute.
Ray Quadros: But the good captain showed him where he’s supposed to be... right back on the mat!
Howdy opts not to go for the cover this time. Instead he heads up to the top turnbuckle and perches himself on it, waiting on the Seiryuu to get back up to his feet. Once he does, Howdy leaps off and connects with a Flying Clothesline. Cover... 1... 2... 2.5!!! Kaito kicks out! Howdy picks Kaito up off the mat again and sets him up for another suplex attempt, but this time Kaito manages to block it. Howdy tries again, but Kaito blocks it again. Kaito throws a knee into Howdy’s midsection, doubling the captain over. Another knee is thrown, this one connecting with Howdy’s head and leaving him in a daze. Kaito runs the ropes and connects with the Flying High Kick, knocking the captain down. Kaito is slow to go for the cover, however, but makes it... 1... 2... KICKOUT!!!
Carl Franks: Kaito wasted too much time going for the cover! That’s unlike him!
Ray Quadros: He’s just biding his time, trying to prevent the inevitable from happening! He knows Howdy’s going to beat him, so he’s purposely wasting time!
Kaito picks Howdy up off the mat and tries a suplex of his own, but Howdy doesn’t budge. Howdy lifts the Seiryuu up, but Kaito counters out and lands behind Howdy. Kaito goes for a German Suplex, but Howdy makes a run for the ropes with the Seiryuu keeping his grasp on him. Howdy uses the ropes to recoil Kaito off of him. Howdy charges as the Seiryuu stands back up. Kaito ducks down in a Back Body attempt, but the captain dives over into a Sunset Flip... or not as Kaito manages to stay upright and gets out of it by landing a Double Stomp on the captain’s chest! Cover... 1... 2... 2.5!!! Howdy kicks out!
Carl Franks: So close, but Howdy manages to kick out!
Ray Quadros: I’m telling you! Captain Howdy is just toying with the Seiryuu’s mind! But don’t worry! Playtime’s about to be over for the kid!
Kaito picks Howdy up and walks him over to the nearest corner. He bashes Howdy’s head on the top turnbuckle before sending him off to the far corner. Kaito charges in... Handspring Enzuigiri... no! Caught by Howdy... Spinebuster by the captain! Howdy’s got him right where he wants him as he goes up top. Kaito is slow to get back up to his feet. Howdy sees him getting up and leaps off the top turnbuckle... Diving Crossbody... onto the referee!?!?!? Kaito got out of harm’s way! The referee became victim to Howdy’s attack!
Ray Quadros: That’s a disqualification right there! Kaito made the good captain hit the referee! Kaito should be DQ’ed!
Carl Franks: The referee’s not conscious enough to make the call, Ray! Even if he was, it wouldn’t be against Kaito!
Ray Quadros: Must you always take his side!?
Howdy sees what happened and shrugs his shoulders. But as he turns around, Kaito greets him with a Scoop Slam followed by a trip up top himself. The fans know what to expect as Kaito faces them and bows to them. He leaps off backward... RYUBAKUDAN!!! Kaito goes for the cover, but the referee is still down! The fans take it upon themselves to do the counting...
Fans: ONE............................ TWO................................... THREE........................... FOUR............................... FIVE......................
Carl Franks: The referee is out cold!
Ray Quadros: I told you that kid’s not gonna win!
Kaito checks on the referee to see if he’s okay. But his curiosity brings on an unwelcome visitor to the ring. As he slides in, we realize it’s Matt Filth of Filth & Fury! The fans begin booing uncontrollably as he sizes Kaito up from behind. The Seiryuu turns around, and that’s when Matt Filth decides to strike with his Header and Footer maneuver! Filth begins pummeling away on the Seiryuu as the captain comes to. He sees what’s going on and yanks Matt Filth off of the Seiryuu the best way he knows how... by a Dragon Suplex! Howdy begins pummeling Filth in the same fashion as Filth chose to do on Kaito. Filth turns the tide and begins pummeling back on Howdy just as the referee regains consciousness. He sees the intrusion and calls for the bell, much to the fans dismay!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Carl Franks: Matt Filth just had to ruin what could possibly have been another epic encounter between Kaito and Captain Howdy!
Ray Quadros: And Howdy’s making him pay for his intrusion! Damn wacky Brit! Shoulda kept his nose out of Howdy’s business!
Freddy Ferdinand: Here is your winner as a result of a disqualification... CAPTAIN HOWDY!!!
The fans begin booing uncontrollably as Howdy and Filth trade blows back and forth! The referee tries his best to get them to stop, but to no avail. That is... until Kaito gets involved and helps Howdy fend off Matt Filth. The Seiryuu spins him around and blasts him repeatedly across the chest with several Stiff Kicks. Both Howdy and Kaito send Filth to the far side. Upon his return, Kaito floors him with a Flying High Kick, to which Howdy follows up with a Running Legdrop across the throat! The fans are eating this up as Kaito signals to Howdy that “playtime... over!”
Carl Franks: What teamwork by Kaito and Howdy!
Ray Quadros: And they’re just getting started, Carl! Take a look!
Kaito heads up to the top rope as Howdy sets Filth up for his finishing maneuver. With Filth hoisted on his back, he walks over to the Seiryuu and nods to him. Kaito nods in return and leaps off of the top turnbuckle to Double Stomp Matt Filth while Howdy executes PLAYTIME’S OVER!!! Tom Fury runs out from backstage to join in, but both Kaito and Howdy are ready for him! Filth rolls out of the ring and Fury runs over to collect him before Kaito and Howdy can do anything else! Fury mouths the words “You two... us two... next week!” Kaito tries to coax them back to the ring as “Captain Howdy” by Twisted Sister blares over the arena speakers. Filth holds his head in pain as Fury continues mouthing off to the Seiryuu and Captain Howdy.
Carl Franks: I don’t know how many of you at home can read lips, but I think Tom Fury challenged both Kaito and Captain Howdy to a match next week!
Ray Quadros: Filth & Fury against Kaito and Howdy!? I’ll take that!
Carl Franks: It may happen, Ray! We’ll have to tune in next week to find out! But right now, we have one more match to endure! It’s the Light Heavyweight Title match! And it’s next!
Both Kaito and Howdy look at one another and bow out of respect once again. The fans applaud the sportsmanship as they exit the ring right before the scene goes black for commercials.
The Other Snow
Written by: Rich
Franks: What an incredible match between those two stellar athletes!!! I can hardly believe what happened.
Quadros: It was a war, that's for sure. Hey, the Captain has a microphone. This could get interesting.
Captain Howdy: Now, as I mentioned, I would very much like for Ms Natalie Snow to come to the ring, as I have a gift for her. Please, Natalie, don't keep me waiting.
Watches the empty entrance ramp for several moments
CH: Come on Natalie. These people need to get home, and I know you don't want to disappoint them. I promise, I will not harm you in any way.
A few more moments pass, and then "Black Magic Woman" begins to play. Natalie appears at the top of the ramp, glaring down into the ring. She slowly makes her way down the ramp, never taking her eyes from the man in the ring. The Captain sits on the middle rope, and holds up the top strand, indicating that he will help her into the ring. Natalie stops, and looks, then deliberately moves to the opposite side of the ring, climbing the stairs and between the ropes away from the Captain. Howdy nods, and stands, waiting for Natalie to get a microphone before he starts.
CH: Natalie, thank you for coming down here. As I said, last week, things between you and I got a little nasty, and I just wanted to make it up to you.
Natalie: I'm just here for the entertainment value, Howdy. By all means, let's see your pathetic idea of a gift. I need a laugh.
CH: You don't need to be like that, Natalie. But, I see you're in something of a rush, so I'll just ask one of my assistants to come down to the ring.
One of the robed figures at the top of the ramp starts to move to the ring. Natalie looks around a bit, making sure she has an escape route should she need one. The robed figure steps into the ring, and stands beside the Captain, head down and arms tucked into its sleeves.
Natalie: It must be smaller than a breadbox, Captain. I must say, I've heard rumors to that effect about you anyway.
CH: You wound me so, Natalie. After all the trouble I went through to bring this to you, one would think you'd be a bit more gracious.
Natalie: You're wasting my time Howdy. Terminus is waiting for me in the back, and we have places to be.
CH: I'm sure of that. Well then, allow me to present my gift to you. My dear, if you would...
The hooded figure straightens, and for the first time, we see Natalie's face go white as she looks into the hood. Slowly, the arms come up and the hood gets pushed back to reveal a nearly perfect copy of Natalie's features, a broad smile across her face as Natalie's jaw drops.
CH: That's right, Natalie. Say hello to your long-lost twin sister, Nadia.
Natalie: How did you....If you've harmed one hair on her head, I'll...
CH: Oh no, my dear, far from it. You see, I happen to be very good friends with one of the directors of Arc Ana Asylum where your dear sister had been staying. It seems the poor girl needed some extra attention, attention she wasn't getting from you. After a few sessions and talks, she was much improved.
Natalie: Nadia, sweety, it's so good to see you. I...
CH: Wait, Natalie. Why don't you let Nadia show you how she feels. Go ahead Nadia.
Nadia smiles broadly, and steps forward, her arms extended for a hug. Natalie hesitates for a moment, the steps into her sister's embrace, tears coming from her eyes. The two stand like that for a short time, before they seperate to look each other in the eyes.
CH: Now Nadia, why don't you show her how you REALLY feel...
Nadia's smile goes from beautific to evil in a split second. Natalie starts in horror, but is held firmly by her sister. Nadia spits in her face, and then takes a step back, kicking Natalie in the midsection, and then burying her with a DDT. Nadia takes off her robe, revealing a black leather fetish outfit beneath, exposing far more than it covers of her body. She then turns Natalie over, and sets her into a Camel Clutch position, wrapping the robe around her throat, and choking Natalie viciously. Natalie struggles, but it is no use as Nadia is pulling back too hard, and has her lower body pinned too well. The Captain squats down, and smiles at Natalie, who is rapidly losing consciousness.
CH: I told you I wouldn't harm you. She wanted to do that all by herself. I warned you and Evan both, Natalie, not to play in my sandbox. Now, you'll pay the consequences. Be sure to send my regards to Evan when you see him in the hospital.
Nadia looks up at the Captain, still choking her twin sister. He nods to her, and she lets go of the robe, standing and wrapping herself around him. The two of them look down at Natalie, who is not moving and only barely breathing, and laugh. They then turn to each other, and kiss deeply, before they walk across the ring, and exit through the ropes. EMT's rush to the ring to attend to Natalie, as the Captain and Nadia walk up the ramp.
Franks: Good lord!! The Captain has brought Nadia, Natalie's twin sister to the PWA. Not only that, but he's gotten her onto his side!!
Quadros: Man, I wonder if Nadia is less of an ice queen than her sister.
Franks: You really disgust me, you know that?
Quadros: Good, then I'm doing something right.
You want Redemption? I want Redemption! Lets have Redemption!
Written by: Steve
We open up in the backstage area of the arena, and standing dressed in a plain black hooded jacket, is Aiden Miles. The Premiere title slapped across his shoulders, he looks into the camera. Unshaven, always a sign of Aiden Miles in a bad mood.
Aiden Miles : Well, it didn't take long did it? I go on a roll, The Butcher decides I am worth a shot at the Premiere title and BOOM! As soon as I reach the peak of my career, I take a monumental downfall. Typical of Aiden Miles isn't it? I get the biggest break of my career, and then I throw it all away. Well guess what, that ends tonight! See, I know what it takes to be a champion, I've done it countless times but NEVER before did I have such a leap in class when I held a gold belt. Its amazing, you gain a championship and next thing you know you are wrestling the BEST this company has to offer. Kaito, Tom Fury.....guys like that aren't easy to beat, and I damn sure proved that over the past few weeks. Disregard that tag team contest, I lost two of the biggest matches of my career and why? Well I'll tell you.
Its because of this championship belt. I saw the fire that was in the eyes of Kaito when I stood facing him in the middle of the ring, and he threw everything but the kitchen sink at me to put me away. When he did, I saw the look in his eyes again. I was barely conscious but I KNOW that he wanted to face me again because no-one had pushed him as far as I had. He knew that I had the makings of a true great and had I hit one more impact move, I would have beaten Kaito and I wouldn't be here giving this speech, I'd be preparing to face another PWA great. Well, I can't change the past but I can change the future. I went into that match with Tom Fury KNOWING that I had given my all against Kaito and that I wouldn't be one hundred percent. I'm not making excuses, but I may as well have not shown up to Violation that night. However now? I'm willing to do whatever it takes to prove that I deserve this championship, and three losses in a row really don't sit well with the man who calls himself the Standard.
So come tonight, I plan to make people actually believe in Aiden Miles. Not because of who I wrestle, or what I do inside the ring, but what I do outside of it. What I say. You see, Kaito, this all involves you. You know for a FACT that I could have beaten you three weeks ago. You know it damn well. However, I know that you want revenge and you want THIS Premiere Championship for your own. A triple crown winner so to speak, that would be another accolade onto your little bio on wikipedia. However, Kaito, I don't think you're ready to be Premiere Champion. Strange coming from me, after three straight losses. However, Kaito, it took you EVERYTHING YOU had to put me away, and I know you're not satisfied with that. So here's what I propose. We got at it one more time, November 26th. Redemption. You want some of that don't you? You want to prove that you can beat me decisively? I want to prove that I AM a man of my word and that I can handle the big boys. So Kaito, you got till November 25th to make a decision, the night before Redemption. Are you really as good as they all say you are? Can you really beat me without worrying until the final bell has rung? Think about it, you know how to find me....IF you want to find me. I might be a choker, but you sir, I believe....are a CHICKEN!
Aiden Miles holds up the Premiere title in full view.
Aiden Miles : You want it? Come get it!
A Ruined Celebration
Written by: John
*As a very exhausted Jack Gaither takes a hot shower in the locker room following his courageous showing against PWA World Heavyweight Champion Terminus, a joyful "Mean Mike" Masterson packs up Jack and Samantha's bags. Despite losing the match, Jack is happy that his own life means something to him again.*
MIKE: ALL RIGHT--THERE WASN'T ANY DOUBT IN MY MIND MAN!! You went toe-to-toe with the PWA World Heavyweight Champion; even though you didn't win the match, you're going to be very famous for what you did out there! You did me, yourself, Samantha, and all your fans PROUD--especially...Katherine!
JACK (off-camera): I'm humbled Mike; where's Sam?
MIKE: She's on her way here now!
*An ecstatic Samantha Teague rushes into the locker room to celebrate the moral victory with her fiancee Jack, who has changed back into his normal street clothes.*
SAMANTHA: Jack! Baby...it's alright; I told you that you had the heart to survive out there tonight!
JACK: You did sweetie!
MIKE: What's this I hear about you and Samantha getting married?!?
SAMANTHA: Oh yeah, look at the ring Jack gave me!
*Mike looks at Samantha's 24K engagement ring and has a joyful look on his face.*
MIKE: Man...Sam...I really have to say that you've touched Jack's life in so many ways; I'm really happy for you two--and especially you Jack: you came in tonight, you fought Terminus, and you STOLE THE SHOW!
JACK: That's not the best news yet Mike; I have news about your brother Paul.
MIKE: What? Paul--what did he do this time?
JACK: No, it's something good for once. Sam, you tell him.
SAMANTHA: Mike, Paul got his first wrestling contract last Friday!
MIKE: YOU'RE SHITTING ME!?!
JACK: Nope, we're not.
MIKE: WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME!?!
SAMANTHA: It was a surprise.
MIKE: Oh, who's Paul working for now?
JACK: Ummm...we'll tell you later. Right now, I think this calls for a celebration!
SAMANTHA: I'll go get the car ready. Mike, you packed our bags yet?
MIKE: Yeah, they're all ready to go.
SAMANTHA: OK, I guess we're all--GAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
*Victor Jace enters the locker room with a huge shit-eating grin on his face.*
VICTOR: Awe, poor boy. It's a shame that you delivered just as we had expected. You pinning Terminus would truly have been a miracle among miracles.
JACK: JACE, JUST SHUT YOUR--
VICTOR: However...this is what thing I must commend you on. You received the beating of your life, and you still have the courage...to stand before me today. Could it be that my little infatuation with your girlfriend has gotten you all steamed? I'd hope not, otherwise it'll hurt far worse once I take her from you.
JACK: YOU F***ING C***SUCKER!!
*Jack has had enough and proceeds to trade punches with Victor Jace in the locker room; a terrified Samantha escapes out of harm's way to go grab some security. Jack and Victor trade punches until Mike tries to step in; a punch from Victor that was meant for Jack accidentally strikes Mike in the face, knocking him out cold.*
JACK: YOU STUPID PIECE OF SHIT!!
*Jack takes Victor down to the ground and starts literally punching him in the face with closed fists; Victor manages to roll over on top of Jack--and Victor starts punching Gaither in the face with closed fists also. Suddenly Samantha--along with Hammerfist Security, PWA referees, and Commissioner Butcher--rushes into the locker room and helps break up the fight.*
BUTCHER: HEY! BREAK IT UP RIGHT NOW!!
*Hammerfist Security and the PWA referees keep Jack and Victor at bay; Jack and Victor begin literally spitting at each other as the authorities struggle to keep them apart. Commissioner Butcher sends Samantha out of the locker room; she runs out the door and into the parking area. The Butcher has seen enough of the fighting and makes his judgment.*
BUTCHER: Jack and Victor, I want you two to listen to me very carefully! I'm sick and tired of having to waste precious seconds of my time and manpower to keep you GENTLEMEN from wanting to kick the crap outta each other! I have a solution that could benefit me and this organization in general: Victor Jace, you WILL team up with Jack Gaither against Fire and Flame--NEXT WEEK AT VIOLATION 47!!
*The crowd goes nuts as they're watching the events happen on the big screen.*
BUTCHER: Oh, and another thing: if you two starting beating the shit out of each other during your tag-team match next week, then I'll fine BOTH of you asswipes...TWENTY-FIVE THOUSAND DOLLARS EACH--AND THAT'S FINAL!!
*Jack and Victor stare each other down before trading more obscenities as the EMT's rush in to take "Mean Mike" Masterson to a waiting ambulance.*
Think About It
Written by: Josh
The scene shifts to the backstage area where you spot Jason Sandman getting ready to leave the arena when The Number One Stunner Jostrodomus approaches.
Jostrodomus: Hey Sandman...Got a minute?
Sandman turns around to see Jostrodomus standing a few feet from him.
Sandman: What the hell do you want?
Joz looks at Sandman and smiles, not expecting a warm welcome from the man.
Jostrodomus: Oh you know...
Sandman doesn't seem to be one bit pleased by this meeting with The Number One Stunner and his facial expressions wouldn't tell you otherwise.
Sandman: No I don't Joz, but I'm sure you are going to enlighten me. You know I don't like nor trust you.
Joz smiles knowing all of this all to well before responding.
Jostrodomus: Cool your jets right there Sandman...No need to go and get yourself in a world of trouble by stepping into the ring with me again...I know your track record against myself. But here's the deal bucko...
Sandman begins to turn around and walk away when Joz taps him on the shoulder, causing Sandman to quickly turn around and stare Joz directly in the eyes.
Jostrodomus: Look Sandman...I ain't here to start any shit with you. If I wanted to walk all the way over here and start shit I sure as hell wouldn't have said hello Jason, got a minute. So cool it.
Jason Sandman: I'm listening.
Jostrodomus: You see I'm not exactly thrilled with The Butcher right now and neither are you. The son of a bitch got what was coming to him in a small form tonight, something that's only going to get worse for his old ass. I'm not here to play his little fuck fuck games, the man ain't the same and you've said it before. I'm here Jason to say...I got your back and want to see you prove your point against The Butcher at Redemption...Think about it.
With that Joz turns and walks away from Sandman leaving him with a few questions he must find the answer inside of himself for.
PWA World Light Heavyweight Championship
Brad Kane vs. Nighthawk
Written by: Okori
Ring Announcer Freddy Ferdinand: “This next contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the PWA World Light Heavyweight Championship. The referee is Andy Sheppard.”
("In my opinion, the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty... handsome, what have you, the right person will still think the sun shines out your ass. That's the kind of person that's worth sticking with."
The house lights go out in the arena as the opening of "Times Up" by Casey Jones flares up. Strobe lights begin to go insane when the vocals blare out of the sound system as Brad Kane appears in the entryway with Megan at his side. The crowd cheers seeing them as Brad inhales before taking a few steps and throwing his arm up into the air, letting out a tribal war cry. He then makes his way down the ring with Megan following him. A few hands get slapped but not many as once Brad is at ringside; he hops up on the ring apron as Megan goes up the stairs. The lights are back to normal as they enter the ring as he heads to the nearest turnbuckle and goes up to the middle buckle, looking out into the crowd. Some take pictures as he steps down, inhaling once more as he does the same thing on the other side of the ring. He then backs into the corner as Megan gives him a kiss good luck before exiting the ring. Brad then waits for the match to begin as his entrance song fades off.)
(As Brad Kane stands in the center of the ring the house lights in the arena suddenly fade all the way to black and is quickly replaced by blue and white laser lights which draws an appreciative roar from the sold-out crowd. As the laser lights flash in time the roar grows ever louder as the familiar opening strains of ""Holding Out For A Hero (Go to Sleep Little Baby Intro)" by Emery booms out over the sound speakers as Nighthawk stands at the top of the ramp, his profile silhouetted by blue smoke as he holds the World Light Heavyweight Title above his head. Bouncing back and forth on the balls of his feet Nighthawk stares a hole through his opponent in the middle of the ring as the crowd claps along in time with the beat of the song, his ice-blue eyes never leaving his target as he walks down the ramp while enthusiastically shaking hands with every single fan that he can touch while keeping the title belt over his shoulder. Getting on the top turnbuckle Nighthawk raises one finger above his head before crouching down in his corner, his title belt now around his waist.)
Freddy Ferdinand: “Introducing first, in the corner to my left, the challenger. Currently residing in Boston, Massachusetts, He is wearing the black with red and white trim and weighed in tonight at 221 pounds. He is a former PWA Atlantic Champion… please welcome…. Brad Kane!”
(As Brad steps out of his corner, unzipping his hooded sweatshirt and raising his hands above his head, the crowd tosses in black and red streamers while chanting “Let’s go Brad.”)
Freddy Ferdinand: “And in the corner to my left the champion who is making the first defense of his championship. He is wearing the blue-and-white and is from the fighting city of Chicago, Illinois. Weighing in tonight at 185 pounds please welcome the PWA World Light Heavyweight Champion…. “The Wrestling Machine” Nighthawk!”
(As Nighthawk takes off his ring jacket, his muscular upper body drawing a few squeals of glee from the female fans in attendance, the crowd erupts and tosses in blue and white streamers by the truckload and chants “Still World Champ”.)
Franks: Oh boy, we have ourselves a hell of a main event tonight, Ray. The PWA World Light Heavyweight Championship is on the line as the two former Hell Brothers look poised to complete some unfinished business.
Quadros: Nighthawk called out for any Light Heavyweight to meet his challenge and Brad Kane accepted. Before the night is through we'll see if Nighthawk regrets that open challenge or if he's going to take complete control over a competitive Light Heavyweight Division.
(As Nighthawk and Brad Kane in the center of the ring the referee holds the World Light Heavyweight Title up above his head, giving a quick glance of it to Brad Kane first and then the champion Nighthawk who runs the edge of his taped-up fingers across the nameplate. Having gotten the championship presentation out of the way the referee Andy Sheppard signals for the bell to be rung, almost immediately after which both the challenger and the champion shake hands. Circling around each other carefully, neither man being particularly willing to make a reckless mistake, the Bostonian goes for a collar-and-elbow attempt, which the Chicago native accepts and they both begin to jockey for position to gain the very first small bit of an advantage in this match. Battling over the collar-and-elbow tie-up both men push each other back and forth as hard as they can, each man trying to figure out an opening before the World Light Heavyweight Champion goes for a hiptoss takeover attempt which “The Unbreakable” blocks and tries to hit a hiptoss of his own, which the “Wrestling Machine” blocks and rolls himself right over into a courting hold before spinning himself over into a small package that gets a 1-count.)
Franks: Early pin fall attempt by Nighthawk. The Light Heavyweight Champion can earn that pinfall any time during this match, from any position in the ring.
Quadros: He better respect Brad Kane though. This man has been determined since rejoining PWA.
(As both men get to their feet, staring at each other as they loosen up their wrists as they begin to again realize that this is going to be as difficult a match as their first 2 were, Nighthawk gets up to his feet slowly and goes back to another collar-and-elbow tie-up as both men continue to jockey for an advantage. sneaking out the back door Brad uses his advantages in strength to slap on a reverse waistlock and try and ride the Chicago native down to the mat, cinching on the waistlock tight once he does so and trapping his opponent’s arms behind his back with his knees. from this position the Boston native screams down at the World Light Heavyweight Champion to tap out, a request which draws over referee Andy Sheppard to see if he is willing to. Saying no to the request of the referee the “Wrestling Machine” tries to figure a way out of this waistlock, sitting out of the hold just enough to where he can get to his feet only to be quickly rolled over into a schoolboy that gets a 1-count.)
Franks: Good attempt by Brad Kane to continue his momentum.
(Having again taken each other to a stalemate Nighthawk and Brad Kane circle each other again, each man particularly unwilling to commit too quickly to making the first move, before they go back into another collar-and-elbow tie-up and both continue to jockey for position with each other, the struggle to come up with an advantage that they both spill out of the ring while in the collar-and-elbow tie-up and begin banging each other around the ringside area before the referee’s count forces them to rush back into the ring. Quickly going back to the collar-and-elbow tie-up they push each other into the ropes until referee Andy Sheppard steps in between them and forces a clean break, at which point the Boston native hits a hard European uppercut to the chin which knocks the Chicago native to the outside of the ring, and draws a bit of shock from the referee who appears to be in no way prepared for that kind of an assault from the Light Heavyweight Champion before knocking himself back into form and admonishing him for not breaking cleanly. As the “Wrestling Machine” crawls back into the ring, blinking his eyes as he is still struggling to break the fog courtesy of the big European uppercut that he was hit with a moment ago, he runs his tongue around the corner of his mouth before smiling a bit and shooting in with a double-leg takedown, and holding on for a grounded armbar. Beginning to focus on wearing down his opponent’s arm the World Light Heavyweight Champion turns Brad’s left arm about 45 degrees, hooking the hold in tight as he does it to the point where the referee feels the need to come over and ask “The Unbreakable” if he wants to submit. Shaking his head no when this question is asked to him Brad tries to get himself back to his feet and lessen the pain on this hold, only for Nighthawk to cinch it in even deeper and in fact start to hook in a keylock from this position at which point the Bostonian gets to the ropes as quick as he can and forces a break of the hold.)
Franks: Lucky for Brad Kane this is not a Pure Wrestling Match or that would have cost him a rope break.
Quadros: If this was a Pure Wrestling Match he would be down two rope breaks for that illegal European upper cut!
(Shaking his arm as he gets to his feet Brad again goes for a collar-and-elbow tie-up, this time forcing Nighthawk to the ropes where he again tries for a European uppercut only this time to have it ducked and the Chicago native to catch him with a booming elbow strike to the head, quickly following that up with an armdrag right into an armbar. Reaching up and taking the World Light Heavyweight Champion over into a headscissors the Bostonian immediately turns his body to the side, trying to eliminate as many counters out of this hold as he can think of. Trying to figure a way out of this the “Wrestling Machine” tries to bridge his way out of the hold only for Brad to drop him right back down and keep him still locked in the headscissors. Trying to find the opening to reverse the headscissors over the World Light Heavyweight Champion again tries to get himself up to a kneeling position and counter his way out of the headscissors, but again can’t find it as “The Unbreakable” fires a series of hard blows in between the shoulders. Now trying to float his way up out of the headscissors Nighthawk moves his lower body first left and then right, eventually getting just enough momentum to push the legs apart slowly. Once he gets the legs apart the “Wrestling Machine” rolls his way back out of the hold, feinting a basement dropkick before retreating to the neutral corner.)
(As both men carefully stalk each other once again, Nighthawk seemingly being willing to go right back to the arm while Brad might be willing to do the same thing with the head and neck, Nighthawk shoots in and grabs a wristlock and begins to try and manipulate his opponent’s left arm, twisting and turning at the elbow joint as he does so in an attempt to make this hold as painful as he possibly can. Continuing to focus all of his attention ion his opponent’s left arm the Chicago native hooks in the wristlock and then begins to rotate the hand clockwise, putting pressure on the wrist and forearm in the left arm as he does so. Screaming in pain as his arm is slowly and painstakingly beginning to be weakened the Bostonian again tries to free himself from this by going for another headscissors, although this time the “Wrestling Machine” blocks by simply rotating his opponent’s hand even tighter and putting even more pressure on the arm forcing him to let his legs go back down to the mat while thinking of another way to get himself out of this. Quickly firing his legs up Brad fires himself over to his feet, trying to bridge back and then over which works to loosen the wristlock. But as he goes for a dropkick Nighthawk ducks out of the way of that and tries to hit a quick palm strike on the rebound of that which Brad tries to counter right into the LMSBCKBK which the World Light Heavyweight Champion counters out of into a La Majistral Cradle that gets a 1-count, quickly floating over into a cross-armbreaker.)
Franks: Oh! Slick move there by Nighthawk to attack the arm joint of Brad Kane! Surely he's setting him up for the Hangman's Clutch!
Quadros: If Brad Kane would have hit the LMSBCKBK he would have been in good position to win this match. Now he's in a bad position.
(Holding on to the cross-armbreaker as deep as he can, wrapping his legs around his opponent’s shoulders as he cinches in the hold deep, Brad desperately tries to escape this hold and eventually gets to the ropes forcing the break from the hold. quickly trying to take advantage of the situation Nighthawk tries to go back to working on the arm, which Brad blocks out of his own desperation and hits a roaring elbow which immediately proves to be a poor decision on his part as he shakes out the left arm. Pulling the Chicago native up to his feet Brad climbs up to the second rope and fires a missile dropkick to the chest, covering quickly and getting a 2-count. Continuing to try and get the pins and needles out of his arm the Bostonian stalks back in the general direction of his opponent, only to get caught with a nip-up Rana that sends “The Unbreakable” to the outside. Following him out the “Wrestling Machine” goes for a tope suicida through the ropes only to get caught with a big knee strike that leaves him slumped across the middle strand of rope, leaving him open for Brad to leap in with a basement dropkick to the forehead.)
Franks: What a kick to the forehead by Brad Kane!
(Still working on trying to remove the numbness from his arm Brad climbs up to the top rope and hits a diving kneedrop to the chest, switching the elbow pad from his good arm to his still-injured arm in an attempt to be able to perform the bulk of his offense without pain. Pulling up the Chicago native by the hair the Bostonian chops him hard across the chest and then hits him with a Tiger Driver, covering for a 2-count. quickly going back up to the second turnbuckle Brad waits for the World Light Heavyweight Champion to get to his feet and then dives off with a diving elbow strike to the face, covering after that for yet another 2-count. Continuing to focus all of his attention on the advantage that he was given “The Unbreakable” then hits a butterfly suplex which he quickly transitions right into an Anaconda Vice. Cinching in the Anaconda Vice deep Brad screams at the “Wrestling Machine” to tap out, which he refuses to even as he desperately tries to somehow find a way to escape this hold before he succumbs to its effects.)
Franks: This could be it! Brad Kane has Nighthawk in a deep Anaconda Vice!
Quadros: It's been so long since I've seen Nighthawk tap. Could it happen tonight?
(Shaking his fingertips no when the referee comes over to check on him to see if he wants to submit Nighthawk tries to break the Anaconda Vice by sneaking his free arm out of the hold and firing hard slaps with that hand to the side of the head, using this opening to pull himself back to his feet. but as he does so Brad simply drops him with a Side Effect and hooks the Anaconda Vice right back in, this time trying to apply it even deeper before he gives up due to the pain and numbness coursing through his left arm. Inching over to the ropes slowly, his crawl spurred on by the sold-out crowd, the World Light Heavyweight Champion finally puts the toe of his boot across the bottom ring rope as the referee instructs the Bostonian to break the hold at the count of 4. As “The Unbreakable” stalks his now-exhausted opponent, who is at the moment struggling to his feet winded and battered as a direct result of all of the explosive offense that he has already taken, the “Wrestling Machine” turns around on rubbery legs and walks right into a roaring elbow that crumples him almost in half. Covering after landing the roaring elbow the Bostonian curses when the referee informs him that Nighthawk got his foot on the bottom rope.)
(Walking back into the center of the ring, waiting for Nighthawk to get up to his feet, Brad quickly hits a leaping big boot to the back of the head, following that up with a bridging Tiger Suplex that gets a 2-count. Deciding to try and go up to the top rope Brad goes for a frog splash only to be forced to land on his feet at the last minute after the Chicago native moves out of the way. Keeping the steady pressure on the Bostonian stalks him some more and this time walks right into a booming palm strike which echoes throughout the arena, both men falling down to the mat now as that effort took everything out of the World Light Heavyweight Champion that he apparently had left in the tank. As the referee slowly begins to start his 10-count, both men beginning to show signs of stirring, both Nighthawk and Brad Kane struggle to their feet at exactly the count of 9. Getting to their feet slowly Brad goes for another European uppercut and this time gets it, only to have the World Light Heavyweight Champion returning fire by a hard elbow strike to the face which he follows up with a step-up enzuigiri to the shoulder, quickly rolling that through into a figure-4 arm lock which is commonly named the Americana.)
Franks: Nighthawk pulls out another submission move from his past and this one might have been too much for Brad Kane to scout!
Quadros: Damn it! This is the end!
(Cinching in the Americana deep, cranking Brad’s elbow as far upward as he possibly can, Nighthawk tries to draw the tap-out which draws the referee over to see if Brad does want to give it up. Shaking his head no while he screams out in agony as he tries to figure out a counter out of the Americana, eventually rolling over and grabbing his wrist and the fingers of the Chicago native over his head. Keeping the grip tight and rolling over to the other side Brad then goes for a cradle out of that position which gets a 1-count. Deciding that now would be as good a time as any to try and see if he cannot get this over with before too much more damage is done to his left arm the Bostonian lands a pair of leaping knee strikes to the head, the second one crumpling the World Light Heavyweight Champion up and giving “The Unbreakable” the opening to try and go for another LMSBCKBK.)
(Trying to cinch in the LMSBCKBK Nighthawk elbows out of the hold and then walks right into a right-armed roaring elbow, which Brad follows up with a discus lariat which is also with the right arm. Using a folding press to cover Brad gets the 3-count.)
Freddy Ferdinand: “The winner of the match and new PWA World Light Heavyweight Champion… Brad Kane!”
Franks: Brad Kane has bested Nighthawk here tonight, Ray!
Quadros: He stepped up to the challenge and beat Nighthawk at his game. What a turn of events with Redemption II only a few weeks away!
Referee Sheppard hands Brad Kane the PWA World Light Heavyweight Championship and he clutches it with pride. Nighthawk is over in the corner, in disbelief he was beaten tonight and lost the title he fought so hard for. The crowd seems to be in a bit of shock as well as Violation 46 comes to a close.
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