Violation

Violation 25
Sunday, April 20th, 2008
Pepsi Center in Denver, Colorado

Whose Heart Will Be Broken?
Written by: Andrew & Paul

("Becoming the Bull" plays over the PA system, and Terminus and Natalie Snow appear at the top of the entrance ramp, earning a mixed reception from the crowd as they make their way into the ring. The pair spend a moment basking in this reaction, before Terminus raises the mictophone in his hand to his lips to address the crowd.)

Terminus: Well, as you know by now, last week was pretty enjoyable for me. Not only did I defeat Aerick Walker...or, whatever he's calling himself today...in a steel cage match...

(The crowd gives Terminus a mixed, although fairly positive,pop for making that comment as Natalie smiles in approval.)

Terminus: But, I also had the pleasure of watching Jiraiya Kaito and Jason Sandman eliminate Shaun Andrews from their triple threat elimination match, and show him what it takes to become a TRUE contender for the World Heavyweight Championship!

(Again, this statement receives a fairly positive reception from the crowd.)

Terminus: And, after watching Kaito and Jason wage a battle for the ages, I had the pleasure of watching as Jason emerged victorious, and become the new number one contender to the title that I hold in my possession.

(A big pop is heard from the crowd, which Terminus acknowledges with a nod of his head.)

Terminus: So, now, I'm scheduled to face my friend at Mob Rules for the World Heavyweight Championship, and I'm looking forward to it. I know very well that Jason will do whatever it takes to win...and that he and I will wage an epic that will be talked about for years to come...

(Terminus pauses for a moment, and a slight smile flickers through his mask.)

Terminus: However...I also know that at the end of the match, it will be my hand that is raised in victory.

(The crowd gives Terminus a mixed reaction, which he ignores as he continues his address.)

Terminus: I say this not because I think that Jason isn't my equal in terms of ability...because he is. In fact, I would consider Jason to be my equal in every possible way...except in one critical area.

(The crowd grows silent as they wait for what the masked man will say next.)

Terminus: You see, in order to win, and to retain this championship, one not only needs to learn how to master others...they also need to learn how to master themselves. I have learnt how to do that during my career...and, unfortunately, I don't think that Jason can make the same claim.

(Back To The Primitive comes on speakers and as it begins Deal With It Bitch Productions Presents logo come on the Teletron. The fans start to cheer as Jason Sandman walks out of the entrance with a smile on his face. As he stands on the top of the ramp staring down Terminus, MK comes walking out. Jason Sandman makes his walk down the ramp with MK close behind. Jason slides under the bottom ropes and then sits down on the middle allowing for MK to enter the ring. Jason then walks over to the opposing corner, Terminus is standing in and falls down sitting relaxed not once taking his eyes off the champion. MK walks over and grabs a microphone before handing it to Jason. Jason takes the microphone and just smiles before he speaks.)

Jason: Terminus, Terminus, Terminus. Don't you know by now, the party just isn't all that fun if I'm not invited.

(The crowd cheers once again, and Jason's smile grows a little wider, while Terminus appears to chuckles slightly through his mask.)

Terminus: My apologies, Jason. Wouldn't dream of excluding you from this little get-together. And, since you're here, I think it's only fair to ask you if you wanted to respond to any of the statements that I just made.

(Jason runs his hands through his hair so that Terminus can see his face in full.)

Jason: Mob Rules is going to be great man. Like I said the other day, you were one of the few who saw this day coming. The jokes were made, Jason Sandman vs Terminus. World Title match. A can't miss event.

(Jason pauses as Termius looks on.)

Jason: I mean after all just a couple months ago we fought in easily the match of the year. Got down as techichal as it could get. You didn't expect it, hell no did. Jason Sandman knows how to chain wrestle. It was at the point that you were picking your ass off the mat that you realized the game was on expert and not beginner. Now we have Mob Rules where one of us will be World Champion. Evan I know you have your doubts that it can happen, but I will walk out of there with Gold on my shoulder. It might be a question of if you will walk away at all.

(The crowd cheers again, and Terminus waits for the noise to die down before he responds.)

Terminus: Well, you were right that you eliminated any doubts that I had about your ability during our Iron Man Match. And, if I didn't know you any better, then I'd be inclined to say that you might well be the first to truly defeat me in PWA competition. *shrugs* God knows, you've got the talent to do so.

(Terminus takes a step toward Jason, staring down at him as he continues.)

Terminus: Thing is...Jason...i DO know you better. I know very well that there's a part of you that isn't interested in a technical match-up, or even in winning the PWA World Heavyweight Championship. That part of you is only interested in causing as much sorrow and havoc as he can...

(The masked man takes another step closer, and drops his voice into a near whisper.)

Terminus: That part of you goes by the name Angel of Death...and, despite what you might think, you can't control that part. That part may well consume you Jason...but I will be damned to hell if I let it consume me!

crippjsandman (9:29:44 PM): (Jason just smiles.)

Jason: Terminus, there is no doubt that something consumes my soul.

(MK looks down at Jason realizing that what Terminus said might be right.)

JAson: The Angel is within me and your right in the fact that when he is around no one is safe.

(MK slowly starts to back away.)

Jason: But I do control the demon. He only comes out to play when someone just needs to bleed. TErmite there has never been a time when I have reigned violence down on you, and believe me there have been times when the demon has wanted to, but you are my brother and you deserve a good death.

(Natalie's eyes go wide with shock and fear, and she opens her mouth to say something, only to be silenced by her lover's shake of the head.)

Terminus: Jason, I have stared death in the face before, and those experiences have prompted me to make a promise to myself...that I will go out on MY terms, and not as a result of another person's desire.

(Terminus takes one more step forward, and then crouches down so that he's staring eye to eye with his friend.)

Terminus: I am not prepared to go yet, Jason...It's as simple as that...I have way too much to live for. So, if you desire to give me a good death, then, by all means, do your best...or, your worst, as the case my be. But, know this...

(Once again, the voice of the champion drops into a low whisper.)

Terminus: Whatever method you use...or, more to the point, whichever one of you decides to show up...I'm prepared to do ANYTHING to make certain that your goals are not achieved at Mob Rules. I WILL be walking out of the ring when our match is done..and I WILL be walking out with the title around my waist.

(Jason looks into the eyes of his opponent and brother and just smiles as he listens to what the champion has to say. )

Jason: You say you have faced death before and you aren't ready to go, well brother I have not only faced death, I have expierenced the sensation that happens when leave this plain of existance. Brother I don't know if you are truly ready for what will happen when the two us meet at Mob Rules. Hell I don't even know if I am ready for what has to be done, but I do want you to know that I am at peace with what I will have to do. It will be by my hands your reign will end and if i have to, I will indeed let Death do his dirty work. I'm sorry Evan. There is no other way for this to end. Brother for life, enemies for only weeks. I don't know which strengh is stronger, but either way it will end in heartbreak.

(Terminus then gets back to his feet, and takes a couple of steps back.)

Terminus: Well, then...I guess we'll have to see which one of our hearts is broken at Mob Rules...

Jason: (shaking his head) I wasn't talking about my heart, or yours, Terminus....

Terminus and Natalie just stare open-mouthed at Jason and then shakes their heads and the crowd lets out a collective gasp at that stement. The Savior and his High Priestess than exit without saying another word; Jason and Terminus don't take their eyes off of one another; Jason makes the sign for the crowning of a new champion, while Terminus responds by holding his belt up in the air as the shot fades.)

Captain Howdy vs. Liam Travers
Written by: Andrew

Franks: All right, everyone! Welcome to another edition of Violation. Our first contest features two men who aren't strangers to one another, but are meeting for the first time in the PWA. Liam Travers was impressive in his debut match last week, and The Captain has proved himself to be a solid member of the PWA roster.

Quadros: Yeah, these two have history, and apparently that history is less than pleasant. Then again, not a lot about Howdy strikes me as being pleasant, and that's why I like the guy. Travers also doesn't strike me as the friendliest guy in the world, so this should be a fun match!

("Captain Howdy" kicked in over the loudspeakers, announcing the arrival of The Captain himself. Howdy had a sinister grin on his face as he made his way to the ring, and appeared unfazed by the jeers and catcalls that greeted him. Then "Miseria Catare" began to play, and Liam Travers emerged, seemingly oblivious to the mixed pop that he recieved as he rolled his shoulders and neck and kept his eyes focused upon his opponent as he entered the ring. Andy Sheppard issued some final pre-match instructions, and then signaled the timekeeper to ring the opening bell.

The two men slowly circled one another for a moment before locking up; The Captain gained the advantage with a side headlock, which was turned into hammerlock. Travers countered into a drop toehold, and then floated over into a front chancery, but Howdy simply worked his way back to his feet, and then bulled his opponent into the nearnest corner. The Captain then connected with a series of shouler blocks to the gut, and then tossed his opponent over his head and to the mat with a belly-to-belly suplex before covering for a count of two. Not looking terribly concerned, Howdy simply hauled his opponent back to his feet, snapmared him over, and nailed him with a hard kick to the spine that elicited a loud "ooh" from the audiance. Basement Dropkick to the back of the head followed, and Hody covered for another two count.

The Captain grinned in evil fashion as he picked his opponent up, slide behind him, and applied the switching Abdominal Stretch known as the Pendulum, all the while nailing elbows into his opponent's exposed ribcage. Sheppard asked Travers if he wanted to quit, but Liam simply shook his head, and managed to counter this submission hold into a hiptoss to take his opponent to the mat, More angered than hurt, Howdy got up and charged, only to be taken down with an armdrag. Once again, Howdy got to his feet, but was taken down yet again by a third armdrag. Travers then cinched in an armbar, before turning it into short-armscissors for an attempted submission. Howdy's eyes went wide, but he managed to reach up with his free hand, and rake the eyes of Travers to force him to break the hold.

Howdy quickly got to his feet and booted his opponent with a kick to the gut as the latter tried to clear his vision. The Captain then sunk in a facelock, and proceeded to twist his opponent into a falling hangman's neckbreaker before covering for another two count. Looking a bit frustrated, The Captain hauled Liam back to his feet, and whipped him into the ropes before charging forward into an attempted clothesline. However, Liam saw it coming and ducked under it before bouncing off the other set and nailing his opponent in the face with a picture perfect running dropkick.

Travers sprang back to his feet, and booted his opponent in the gut before planting him face first into the mat with a Standing Tornado DDT. Cover...Two count. Travers shook his head, but quickly regained his cool as he grabbed his opponent by the arm, lifted him to his feet, and bent the limb into a hammerlock before executing a textbook backdrop suplex. Liam covered once again, and only got two. Looking to inflict more damage on his opponent's arm, Travers once again applied a hammerlock, spun his opponent around, and then sat out into a nasty chicken wing jawbreaker. Another cover....LONG two count.

Travers slammed the mat in frustartion, before hauling his opponent back to his feet; he then attempted to whip him into the ropes, but Howdy reversed the whip, and pulled Travers into a nasty Spinebuster. The Captain then picked up his opponent, applied a full nelson, and lifted him into a full nelson backbreaker; in one smooth motion, he then threw his opponent back over his head, and bridged back for a cover, only to have Travers kick out at the last possible moment.

Howdy drew his thumb across his throat and set up Travers for The Playtime's Over, only to have his opponent flip out of it, and land behind him. Liam quickly applied a double chickenwing, and lifted his opponent into the air, looking to spike him down and apply the Canadian Pain. However, The Captain had the presence of mind to nail his foe with a mule kick to the groin that caused his opponent to double over in agony. That was the opening that Howdy needed, and he quicly executed his Playtime's Over Vertebreaker before covering his opponent: 1...2...THREE!!! Howdy slowly got to his feet, and basked in the crowd's hatred, while Sheppard tended to his stricken opponent.)

Franks: Well, Captain Howdy picks up a big singles win, although it's a shame that he had to resort to illegal tactics in order to do it!

Quadros: Well, it just proves the old adage "If at first you don't succeed, then kick 'em in the nuts."

Franks: Never heard that one before...

Quadros: Probably because I just made it up.

Fraks: In any event, The Captain does score the win in a hard-fought encounter, overcoming a spirited effort by Liam Travers. Both men were impressive, and we look forward to seeing them in action soon!

Stuff This!
Written by: Jay

Camera cuts to the backstage interview area, where Johnny Red is standing with Mystic J. Mystic, wearing his half-red, half-black "Here Comes The Train!" T-shirt and blue jeans, smiles at the camera as a portion of the crowd roars with cheers, whereas the rest don't seem fazed by his appearance.

Johnny: "Mystic. Mystic, tonight, you go one-on-one with Havoc in the opening round of the Premiere Title tournament. What are your thoughts about your opponent?"

Mystic just stares straight ahead at the camera, with the same portion of the crowd continuing to cheer for him. He licks his lips, smiles and answers.

Mystic: "Let me first start off by saying damn, it's good to be back in Denver, Colorado! Johnny, you ask how I feel about Havoc? Could give a flying rat's backside about him. He talks to a stuffed animal, for Chrissakes! The fact of the matter is this: Havoc, you can talk to your bear all you want. Maybe he'll give you pointers. Maybe he'll give you direction. Maybe, just maybe, he'll help you win. But when push comes to shove, and the dust settles, the only thing that will matter is that Mystic J. will be standing tall, as always, in the middle of the ring. And after I do, I'm going to take that bear of yours, rip off it's head, and proceed to take a crap in it!"

The crowd roars with laughter.

Franks: "Oh my God!"

Quadros: "That is just sick."

Mystic: "I'm watching each of these tournament matches, scoping out my possible next opponent. Might be Ryan Shane. Could be Nighthawk. But that doesn't matter, because The No Pain Train is on a warpath and he will, and I do mean will, run down any sorry sumbitch that gets in my way. And there AIN'T a damn thing you can do about it."

Mystic walks off scene, as Johnny is about to wrap up the interview. Just as he goes to speak, Mystic walks back, grabs the mic out of Johnny's hand and gets real close to the camera.

Mystic: "Trust me."

Mystic tosses the mic to Johnny, who fumbles to catch it.

Johnny: "Back to you guys."

Scene goes back to the broadcast booth.

Franks: "Well, Ray, Mystic sure is fired up for tonight, and he is definitely focused on not only winning tonight, but winning this entire tournament, and going on to face JJ Biggs at Mob Rules for the Premiere championship."

Quadros: "While I don't condone his wanting to defecate in George, I am glad that he's focused on winning. But, Carl, you have to remember there are other big names in this tournament, itching at the chance to derail Mystic's plan."

Franks: "Pun intended?"

Quadros: "Pun intended."

Premiere Title Invitational
Freddy Fandango vs. Reckless Jack
Written by: Muru

Franks: Next up we have JJ Biggs new partner in crime, Freddy Fandango versus Reckless Jack. I have no idea which Jack will show up tonight, Ray.

Quadros: Neither do I. Medicated? Not medicated? Over medicated? Does it really matter with this guy? He's always been off his rocker!

The next match is part of the Premiere Title Invitational and it pits Reckless Jack against new comer Freddy Fandango. "I Believe in a Thing Called Love" by The Darkness plays and Freddy is coming to the ring first leaping like a ballerina with his boa over his shoulders. He climbs the steel steps to the apron and gives the fans the "spirit fingers" as confetti shoots up from the turnbuckles. Now inside of the ring he gets more boos and he continues to twirl and spin. He waits in the corner for his opponent. It doesn't take long before the arena goes dark and then "Live to Win" by Paul Stanley erupts through the arena. Reckless Jack stands in a shower of red sparks before heading to the ring, slapping hands as he goes. Once in the ring he stares out into the crowd as the fans cheer.

The two men circle each other before locking up. Jack uses his experience to take control and back Freddy into a corner. He then chops away at Freddy and hits an enziguri as Fandango comes out of the corner. Jack with an armbar DDT that has Freddy rolling to the floor for cover. Fandango getting back into the ring drops Jack's throat across the top rope. Freddy in now with a clothesline and an elbow drop. He makes a cover for a quick one count. He is up and drops another elbow before whipping Jack into the corner. Freddy races in after him and Jack gets the boot up but misses as Fandango catches him and drives him into the corner again before hitting an exploder suplex which gets two. He stays on Jack with a headlock and sends him off the ropes and hits a shoulder block then plays to the crowd some which gets a chorus of boos.

Freddy still in control as he stomps on the fallen Jack. He pulls him up by the hair and hits a suplex. As both men get to their feet Fandango tries to connect with a yakuza kick but misses and Jack sweeps the leg. Trying to capitalize Jack works the leg over with some kicks of his own before applying a figure four leg lock that has Fandango crying out in pain. Freddy fighting for the ropes and he makes it them breaking the hold. Freddy grabs at his leg as Jack pulls him from the ropes and tries for it again. Freddy kicks him away and stumbles to hit feet. He stands up just in time to eat a spinning heel kick which drops him. Belly to belly overhead suplex by Jack and he almost gets the three but Freddy gets the shoulder up in time. Fandango bails to the outside again but this time Jack follows with a corkscrew plancha over the top. Both men are on the floor and the referee has started his ten count.

The two men have both rolled into the ring and are struggling to get to their feet. They are both upright and are exchanging right which gives Freddy the upper hand. Jack staggers back and is met with a few more right hands before trying to regain his ground. He takes a big swing at Fandango met misses and Freddy plants him into the mat with a cutthroat neck breaker. Fandango doesn't go for the cover but instead heads to the middle rope and hits a splash. A cover gets two and Fandango is heading back to the turnbuckle. This time he climbs to the top and leaps. Jack gets his knees up and it looks like he has knocked the wind out of Freddy. Jack now to his feet and it waiting on his opponent to get up. BK Driver (half nelson pump handle driver) connects but it isn't enough to keep Fandango down.

The match has been pretty close as Freddy Fandago is getting his feet wet in his first singles match. Jack for the time being is back in control and taking it to Fandango with forearms before hitting a back breaker then gets him a two count. Jack slams him down and heads to the top rope but misses with a leg drop which allows Freddy to recover. Freddy getting to his feet he grabs Jack by the hair and send him off the ropes before hitting a spinout power bomb. He follows that up with Blue Harvest (spinning handstand leg drop) and Jack barely gets the shoulder up. Freddy is letting the referee hear it and that allows Jack to get to his feet. He bounces off the ropes and tries to deliver a drop kick to Freddy but it misses. Jack lands on his back and Freddy waits for him to get to his feet before delivering a kick right to his gut. Fandango with a little Razzle Dazzle (Double Pump Handle Orange Crush) and the ref makes the three count. Freddy picks up a win on Reckless Jack and advances in the invitational.

Franks: What a power move by Freddy Fandango for the win! This guy is looking good!

Quadros: No kidding. He can go. Looks like JJ Biggs knows true talent when he sees it.

Garibaldi's Guillotine
Written by: Jay

Franks: What a start to Violation we've had this week folks! Each and every Violation we're giving you, the fans, several reasons to order Mob Rules and find out why it could well be one of the biggest nights in the company's history. Jason Sandman could become the first and only man to hold the Atlantic and World titles in the company's brief, but illustrious, history.

Quadros: I still don't see why The Angel couldn't have gotten the shot, I prefer him a whole load better than the tourette's induced bile from Sandman.

Franks: You are aware...Ray, that they're effectively the same person? It's Sandman's repressed id and superego failing to reconcile that causes it in my opinion.

Quadros: You know when you were between jobs before you came here did you really have to go to night school and study psychology?

Franks: ...

Space Dementia�s� piano introduction starts up with dissonant chords and strikes, the crowd burst into a chorus of jeers and cat-calls. The piano peaks to arpeggio riffs as the drums hit showing Cross appear at the top of the ramp. He has his black wrestling tights and a vermillion leather jacket on. The jeers rise but still individual taunts can still be heard. "Who's got your back now!" , "London showed you!" and "Swamp pig! No-one loves you!"!?! The last one could have been your four year old kid that you let stay up to watch the show, you're a bad parent.

Franks: Cross isn't scheduled to wrestle until later in the evening...

Quadros: Look Freud boy, if he wants to try and spike the ratings instead of having us put up with Nighthawk's preaching then you better accept it and realise it's for your own good.

He walks down the aisle smiling at the fans. One fan sticks his hand out to touch Recoba but he smacks the arm away and carries on walking. He carries on round the ring and heads towards the announce table.

Franks: What's he doing? He can't join us on commentary...

Quadros: Probably should have used that free-time to hone your craft instead of learning useless information, Franks.

Cross grabs a microphone from the table where the ring-bell is and rolls into the ring. The music still plays, he pulls his hand across his throat to signal to the sound tecnicians to kill it. The music stops and now without music to drown it out the cacophony of hatred can be heard fully.

Cross: Evening Denver...

The crowd boo louder

Cross: ...I've been here now for about a month, and what can I say? You recognise greatness when you see it, why else would you boo me like this, you're just bitter about the fact that whilst you're driving home tonight in that old heap of crap you bought because 'your wife liked the colour'.Whilst your in that Prius going down that highway heading home for the night and it breaks down , you'll hear the sound of a pure class and the roar of my vintage 1961 Porsche coming down the open road. If you're lucky I might even slow down, just enough so you can see that whilst you have to go home to the same face you've known for twenty years, that you're so sick that you often think of sticking a cut-out from Victoria Secrets on the back of her head just to get through the act, you'll turn to see that I'm going home with that girl, the Victoria girl. Hows that for a welcome for you?

Garbage is seen hailing towards the ring

Cross: I'm not here though to tell you how pathetic your lives are, you already know that they are, I'm here to offer you the chance to make some money. I know all about you people in Denver because one of your kind approached me, let me tell you the story of Denver Bob.

Cross smiles and laughs to himself

Cross: You see Bob, he's a little slow but we shouldn't pick on those less fortunate, it is fun though, because he was telling me how he worked up the courage to take home a girl he'd been seeing to meet his mom. They arrive and eat that Denver delicacy, Snow weevil, and everyone enjoys their meal...and Bob, he turns to his mom and says "Mom, this is Susie, she's a virgin, I'mma marry her.." and Bob told me, his face breaking at the anguish and horror of the tale, that his mom done turned to him and said "Bob, if she's not good enough for her own family, she certainly ain't good enough for my little boy!"

Cross has done it now, if Mugs was pissed at him before now he'd be super-pissed. A man tries to jump the guard-rail but is held back by security. The crowd are calling for Cross� head.

Franks: Something tells me that Cross might want all the security guards he can muster when it comes to walking to his car. Assuming his car will still be there, they know what to look for now!

Quadros: You think he�ll have it parked at the arena?

Cross: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Goon-boy, hold that Denver native there for a minute. I came out here tonight because you've all seen the Staten Island Drop and the Sicillian Typewriter, but what about the finisher that no-one knows, Garibaldi's Guillotine, its a submission move. So as a way to make peace, I'm offering five grand, or the Annual GDP of Colorado, to anyone who can withstand and escape the most painful and inexorable move that has ever graced the PWA. So, Generic Goon , bring that jumped up snow-jockey to the ring.

The crowd cheer the rowdy patron of the Pepsi Center as he is brought to the ring by the security. He rolls into the ring. A referee can be seen running to the ring and rolling in.

Cross: What�s your name? Guy: Kyle�

Cross: So , Kyle , you think you can take home this?

Cross throws five wraps of bills on the floor. Kyle nods.

Cross: Well let�s see if you can make your hometown proud�

Cross drops the mic and stuns Kyle with a kick to the gut and lifts him into a piledriver position, he steps over the arms of the volunteer and then puts the legs under his arms and wrenches back in this standing Boston Crab. Kyle�s face is a mixture of determination and anger that manifests itself as a grimace.

Franks: Look at the kid�s face, he�s going for it.

Quadros: It looks like he�s gonna soil himself�

Kyle can see the money that is underneath his head. Cross wrenches back further and that does it for Kyle, he shakes his head and screams, the ref signals to ring the bell. The bell resounds as Cross drops Kyle, the kid�s face lies right next to the money. Cross bends down to gather the bounty and spits in Kyle�s face for his troubles.

Cross: Medics, you might be needed right now�

Cross makes his way to the back as three paramedics come to the ring holding a stretcher. The ring shows Kyle hasn�t moved still and we cut to commercial as he�s hoisted onto the gurney.

Premiere Title Invitational
Mystic J vs. Havoc
Written by: Jonn

Franks: After an amazing showing by Fandango to move onto the next round, the second of four fights will surely not disappoint.

Quadros: I'm looking forward to it myself, Carl! Havoc is as sadistic as they come and putting Ace Wylde in harms way could not happen at a better time!

Franks: You mean Mystic J?

Quadros: Is that who he is this week? Dude that guy changes names faster than a cop on a donut.

Franks: Although Mystic J is still sorting out his identity, if there is one man who has the ability to trade chair shots with Havoc, it's Mystic J!

Quadros: I think George the bear might have something to say about that comment.

Franks: ... ...... ..

(The cameras pan over to the ring where Freddy Ferdinand stands firmly with microphone to lips.)

Ferdinand: Ladies and gentlemen. The following is Premiere Title Invitational tournament match and is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, weighing in at 315 lbs and coming from Atlanta, Georgia. He is the master of the 747... here is Mystic J!!!

("Clocks" by Coldplay plays over the PA system. After a few moments, Mystic J. steps out from behind the curtain. He stops at the head of the rampway, staring into the sea of fans around the ring. He smiles his infamous lopsided grin, raising a fist into the air, to multiple pyro blasts behind him. He walks down the ring, slapping the hands of eager fans on the way down, until he hits the ring. He climbs up the stairs, up over the top rope, and walks to the middle of the ring. There, he raises his fist in the air, once more to multiple pyro blasts, this time from the ring corners.)

Ferdinand: And introducing his opponent. Arriving from parts unknown and weighing in at 245 lbs. Being accompanied to the ring by George the bear, here is Havoc!!!

(The lights dim, as "The Way I Am" begins to play. Havoc walks out with George in his arms and slowly walks to the ring. Havoc stops part ways down the ramp and start's to argue with the Bear. Havoc throws one arm in the air and continues to walk to the ring, he slips under the bottom rope and slowly gets to his feet. He goes to the far side of the ring from the entrance ramp, and waits in the corner, arguing with George and watching for his opponent.)

Franks: There's the bell and this one is now underway!

(Havoc parks George into one of the corners as he begins to circle the middle of the ring with Mystic J. The two collide in the middle of the ring and Havoc is sent sprawling to the corner where George watches on. Havoc begins to argue with his manager. Mystic J shrugs, walks over to Havoc and begins laying into the back of his opponent who is caught off guard. After a fairly good beatdown, Mystic J grabs Havoc by a leg and drags him away from the corner and into the middle of the ring. Dropped elbow to the sternum. Mystic J hooks a leg and goes for the pin! 1....... KICKOUT! Mystic J up to a knee and proceeds to hammer down closed fists onto Havoc. Referee begins mandatory disqualification count! 1.... 2.... 3.... 4.... Mystic J rolls over and hooks a leg again! 1.... 2.... NO! Havoc with a shoulder up in just enough time! Mystic J up to his feet and drags Havoc up to his. Measures him up and blasts Havoc across the temple with another closed fisted punch! Referee warning Mystic J once again! Mystic J drops down and scrapes a knee across the forehead of his opponent. Drops down and pins Havoc. 1........ 2.........THR-- NO!)

Franks: Mystic J is taking it to Havoc! Havoc hasn't had a chance to breathe without Mystic J being all over him!

Quadros: Do you see what he's doing out there? He's having to break the rules just to stay on a level playing field with Havoc! Havoc's going to reverse Aerik Walker's fate and seal this match up before you know it!

Franks: It's not Aerik Walker. It's Mystic J for the second time!

Quadros: It's alright Carl! Next week you'll be calling him Ace Wylde too!

Franks: I don't get paid enough to sit next to you!

(Mystic J rather than getting frustrated continues his assault as he rolls Havoc over, grabs both his arms, puts a knee to Havoc's back and then pulls hard upwards! Havoc's eyes light up like giant saucers, but he doesn't scream. Referee asking if Havoc wants to give in, Havoc spits in his face! Havoc shows some amazing strength as he manages to get himself off his stomach despite Mystic J's strength and breaks the hold! Mystic J is slightly shocked, but he doesn't show it for long as he delivers a Headbutt to Havoc, who has just turned around. Irish Whip by Mystic J into the ropes. Clothesline misses as Havoc ducks, bounces off the opposite ropes and ducks a running Clothesline. Bounces off ropes again. Havoc rushes towards Mystic J hard, but Mystic J ready this time! Mystic J looks for a Spinebuster, but Havoc has enough presence to hook a leg! Havoc with a double ear clap to Mystic J! Mystic J stumbles back. Havoc grabs him and gives Mystic J a little payback with a Headbutt of his own! Havoc doesn't let go though as he gives Mystic J a dozen or so more! Mystic J staggers backwards and then falls backwards! Havoc is feeling the effect as well as he stumbles forward then drops down onto Mystic J unknowingly. Referee drops down to make count the pin attempt! 1........ 2......... SHOULDER UP!)

Franks: Woah! Mystic J shows that he still has plenty left in the tank.

Quadros: Havoc is so good, he makes a pin attempt and doesn't even realize he is.

Franks: I don't think Havoc knows half the time what he is doing.

Quadros: Which is what makes him so entertaining!

(Havoc rolls off of Mystic J and makes it to one knee first. Mystic J on all fours. Havoc suddenly rushes and takes all the breath out of his opponent with a stiff boot to the gut! Havoc with another. And another! Havoc drops down with a knee to the spine of Mystic J, rolls him over and goes for the pin! 1....... 2........ Mystic J with the kickout! Not picking up the win is starting to get to Havoc. He gets into the face of the referee and begins to plead his case, forcing the referee to take a few steps back. With his back to his opponent, he doesn't see that Mystic J is getting up to his feet. Mystic J rushes towards Havoc from behind, but Havoc slips to the side at the last second forcing Mystic J to bulldoze himself over the referee. Referee down! Mystic J looks down at the referee, waves him off, turns around and BOOM! Kick to the Mini-J's! Havoc rolls out of the ring, grabs a steel chair and props it up at an angle in the corner. Havoc places George on the turnbuckle and puts the stuff animals paws on top of the chair!)

Franks: Just when you think you've seen it all in this sport. I must be dreaming!

Quadros: That's freaking awesome man! Havoc is letting his manager get a piece of the action!

Franks: It's a stuffed animal for crying out loud and Mystic J does not deserve this!

Quadros: Oh really?! Wasn't it Ace Walker who was doing all the cheating earlier? Besides, George has feelings too! Just ask him anytime.

Franks: I'm working at a freak show folks!

(Mystic J is up to one knee, but not soon enough as Havoc drives the toe of his boot into the windpipe of Mystic J! Almost before he hits the ground, Mystic J is brought up to his feet and lead over to the corner with the propped up chair. DDT! Mystic J's cranium melds into the unforgiving steel with a sickening thud! Havoc drags him closer to the middle of the ring and drops down onto him for the pin! Referee is starting to come to and pulls himself up to a counting position! 1.......... 2............THRE-- Referee stops! He spots George sitting on the middle turnbuckle with chair in paws! Havoc nearly loses what little of his mind he has left! Referee looks at George, then Havoc and then back at George. He points at George and then points towards the entrance! George is being ordered to the back for his suspect tactics! Havoc is imploding in the ring as he yells at the referee! Security comes down and removes George from the ring! Havoc is going bananas as he screams for George to come back. All the while, Mystic J is shaking out the cobwebs and getting a second breath. Havoc remembers he has an opponent, turns around and SMACK! Havoc's face and Mystic J's boot get up close and personal! Mystic J pounds his chest with a fist and lets out a primal war scream!)

Quadros: The referee can't do that! George is the heart and soul of Havoc! This is a monstrosity!

Franks: First a stuffed animal �holding� a chair, then being ejected from a match for interference.. what next? A rainbow colored hippo with a sneak attack?!

Quadros: Stranger things have happened. You should feel sorry for Havoc!! Who's going to be there for emotional support now?!

Franks: Mystic J needs to put this match out of it's misery!

(Mystic J helps Havoc up to his feet. Gorilla Press Slam onto the ropes! Mystic J picks him up off the ropes and holds him high above his head in a incalculable show of strength! It's a long way to the mat, but Havoc hits the mat hard as Mystic drops him! Mystic down to a knee and hooks a leg! 1....... 2......... arm up at the last possible moment! Mystic J up and signaling the end! Mystic helps up Havoc and lifts him up for a brain scrambling 747! His version of the F-5 doesn't complete from start to finish though as Havoc wiggles free and somehow manages to land on his feet behind Mystic J! Mystic J swings an elbow back out of instinct, no one home! Mystic J spins around and finds himself the victim of a series of chops to the throat! This is Havoc's way of saying that he's ready to end this! Havoc with a Headbutt for good measure and then begins lifting Mystic J up for an F5 into a Spiked DDT, which he calls the Insane Spike! NO! Mystic J's long frame proves to be the difference maker as Havoc drops him back down. Mystic lifts Havoc up instead! BAM! 747! 747! Havoc drops to the mat like a folded accordion! Mystic J with his opponents shoulders down! 1......... 2...........3! Kickout! Too late though as the referee signals for the bell! Mystic J has his hand raised and he exits the ring shortly after.)

Ferdinand: Winner of this match by pinfall and moving on to the next round of the Premeire Title Invitational... Mystic J!!!!

(The referee drops down to check the condition of Havoc. Who hasn't move a muscle. Arm shoots up and grabs the referee by the throat! Havoc holds on as he gets himself up to his feet, lifts the referee up and tosses him out of the ring onto the ring announcement table! Havoc looks over at Ferdinand who does his best to get out of the ring. Havoc points at the motionless referee and yells!)

Havoc: That's for George!!

(Havoc exits the ring and goes in search of his manager, defeated.)

Franks: Well there you have it! Mystic J moves on to the next round and we have probably a dead referee in front of us. Heh... heh.

Quadros: Are you losing it Carl?! Besides the referee got what he deserved!

Franks: All in the name of a teddy bear. Laugh out loud.

Undefeated, eh?
Written by: Neil

Commissioner Butcher is seen backstage inside of his makeshift office. As per usual the door is wide open for his �open door policy�. He�s walking back and forth with the a cell phone next to his ear, busy in conversation.

The Butcher: No I need him here next week�no?�Well that will have to do. We are not pulling the numbers we were months ago�.You think that because they don�t work here anymore? Let me get this straight with you, the Lionhearts DO NOT equal ratings!�Exactly.

As he is walking near the doorway with the cell phone next to his ear, he sees Daz Van Dyke approaching from down the hallway. As usual, DVD is not a pleased man over the booking, non-booking, screwed up booking, anything that is booked with London McCormack�s name attached to it. The Commissioner is not in the mood for Mr. Van Dyke�s antics this week so he slams the door in Daz�s face! Van Dyke then instantly starts pounding on the door, giving the Commish the third degree.

Daz: Open this door, Butcher! Open it now! I have to talk to you about London McCormack! I gave you a warning about him! Book him better or I�ll take him else where!

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Daz: Butcher!

The Butcher: I�ll have to call you back later on this matter.

With that the Commissioner hangs up his phone and sets it on his desk. He shakes his head with a bit of a smirk as Daz Van Dyke continues pounding on the door, trying to get in. Once Van Dyke has given up or injured his billion dollar hands, The Butcher swing open the door but does not let Daz in.

The Butcher: What do you want, Daz?

Daz: London McCormack!�

The Butcher: Yes, yes, I all ready know. You ain�t satisfied and never will be. I understand, Daz. S

Daz: London McCormack is undefeated in singles action and you better start realizing that!

The Butcher: I am glad you mentioned that, Daz. Yes, he�s undefeated in singles action. Quite impressive for a man of his young age. That gives me an idea since McCormack is �undefeated� and �deserves the big stage�. So I�ll give him the big stage. Against a former undefeated man in his own right. You go tell London McCormack this, next week he�s going one-on-one with Shaun Andrews. Let�s see what your superstar is able to do then, Daz.

Before Daz Van Dyke can even respond, the Commissioner slams the door in his face once again.

Premiere Title Invitational
Chris Michaels vs. Mars
Written by: Neil

"Superstar" by Saliva hits the PA as the "HotShot" comes through the curtain. He walks slowly down the ramp with a big smile on his face. He takes the steps into the ring and mounts the second turnbuckle to give a one fist salute.

Franks: Chris Michaels has looked pretty good since his debut here, Carl.

Quadros: All except for last week when Dade Davis was a bad partner. But he can rebound here in this Premiere Title Invitational.

�Girlfriend� by Avril Lavigne kicks up for the newcomer Mars. Michaels waits in the ring while Freddy Ferdinand gives the newcomer his patented entrance. There�s some confusion in the arena as Mar isn�t coming out.

Franks: It appears we are having some issues with this Mars guy. Sorry folks.

Quadros: It happens, Carl. This is a big stage to be on.

Then all of a sudden a Mexican theme song begins playing and out steps Jose� Jose�! The crowd pops for the long time jobber as he points threatening towards Chris Michaels! Mr. Michaels doesn�t seem to thrilled being called out here by Jose� Jose�. Now Jose� is running towards the ring and slides in. DING! DING!

Franks: The bell has rung and I guess Jose� Jose� is taking Mars spot here tonight!

Jose� starts trucking towards Chris Michaels with a full head of steam! OH! He ran straight into Michaels� WHY ME? finisher! Chris Michaels hooks the leg as Referee Pierre French goes down for count. 1!�2!�3!!! DING! DING! DING! �Superstar� kicks back up as Chris Michaels looks to be satisfied over beating Jose� Jose� to move on in the Premiere Title Invitational.

Franks: That�s it? Chris Michaels moves on to the next round. Surely he�ll face a higher quality opponent then, Ray.

Quadros: That has to be the fastest match in PWA history folks. Someone time it. That beat Aiden Miles record for sure!

PWA's Career Killer
Written by: Mike

FRANKS: What a night it has been and what a match we have for you up next....what the?

The PWA video screen comes to life and seems to distract the long time announcer as it catches the attention of the capacity crowd as well. The video footage rolling on the screen is that of Nighthawk's journey through the torunament to win the World Super Juniors Cup Trophy.

QUADROS: Why in the world do we have to watch this garbage?

FRANKS: As reported earlier this week by PWA.com, there was a break in at the PWA Wrestle Factory and this very trophy was stolen. I bet the man who was responsible for stealing this trophy is the same man behind this footage.

QUADROS: This week on PWA CSI, Carl attempts to solve the great mystery of the Junior's Cup. Can you just feel the ratings going up.

FRANKS: Enough with the sarcasm Ray. That trophy represents a very important moment in Nighthawk's career. It is what truly put him on the map and is if not the defining moment of his entire professional wrestling life.

QUADROS: No need to be so overly dramatic.

FRANKS: Then for this coward to not even have the testicular fortitude to show his face and own up to what he has done. Well, in my book that is just dispicable.

The footage switches from a proud Nighthawk displaying the trophy to a live feed somewhere outside. You can hear the rustling sounds of cars traveling by at a high rate of speed as the cars begin to honk as the crowd continues to grow with the camera crew and all of the commotion going on.

QUADROS: It looks like your going to get your wish.

The camera begins to zoom out as you can make out the black Italian leather shoes. A form fitting pair of Ralph Lauren jeans as the figure has his back to the camera as we can now make out that the person is standing what looks to be an overpass somewhere in downtown Denver.

FRANKS: We should have known. It's Bryce Michaels and he has the cup in his hands. But, why this doesn't make any sense?

QUADROS: This is great! Please...please throw it off the overpass. Now that would make this entertaining.

BRYCE: Good evening everybody.

The crowd comes is overwhelming in their boos. As Bryce shrugs his shoulders as if he doesn't understand.

BRYCE: You people are rude. Anyways, as you can see I am standing here over an interstate with what looks to be an oversized Nascar trophy.

FRANKS: That is a very prestigous trophy in the sport of wrestling and he of all people should know that.

BRYCE: You see last week I realized something. See, it wasn't just enough to beat Nighthawk in his "PURE" wrestling match last week. No, because just like in the past I would have had to waste my time sometime in the near future. Defeating you once again. So I have decided to make each and everyone of your lives just that much better.

QUADROS: YES! After he is done with Nighthawk he is going to come down here and whip your ass Carl!

BRYCE: I know the question is "HOW". It's simple I have decided to destroy the man known as the "Fallen Angel" once and for all. I am not talking about crippling him or hurting him. I am talking about emotionally, physically, professionally destroying him. The Natural has decided to become a "Career Killer".

FRANKS: A "CAREER KILLER"!

BRYCE: Nighthawk your journey begins here. But, this....this is just a SAMPLE of what I have in store for you.

Michaels picks up the trophy admiring for what it is worth before he takes it and tosses it off the overpass. It is just about to hit the ground when a semi comes through and destroys it shattering the Cup into thousands of pieces.

QUADROS: It was an ugly trophy anyways.

FRANKS: It's not about what it looked like Carl, it's what it represented. The Natural is going to have hell to pay for this.

The segment fades with Michaels mouthing the words "Just the Beginning" as the scene fades.

Premiere Title Invitational
Ryan Shane vs. Cross Recoba
Written by: Josh

Franks: What a match up we have here next for you tonight�.A match that many feel could have been a finals match up of this tournament in the very first round�Cross Recoba against Ryan Shane who�s coming off an impressive win over Valentine Lionheart.

Quadros: Both men have been impressive and I don�t know who I really want to win this one. Both of these guys are solid, both impress me and both�Have had sex with your wife Carl.

Franks: Will you quit talking about that slut! How many times you think someone�s slept with your wife Ray?

Quadros: None�She likes the python.

Ferdinand: Ladies and gentlemen this next match is schedule for one fall and is a first round match up in the Premiere Title invitational between Ryan Shane and Cross Recoba�Making his way to the ring first from Allen Park, Michigan�.Standing in at 5 feet 11 inches�and weighing in at 210 pounds!!! HE IS�RIGHT NOW�.RYAN SHANE!!!

The intro to "Right Now" by Van Halen begins to play throughout the arena. The entrance ramp is dimly lit as the figure of Ryan Shane makes his way out. The intro to the song then cuts to the chorus and pyro goes off as Shane makes his way to the ring slapping hands with a few of the fans. As he gets to the ring he slides in under the bottom rope and then stands and raises his hands high to the sounds of cheers

Ferdinand: And his opponent making his way to the ring now�From Cicero, Illinois�Standing 5 feet 10 inches tall and weighing in at 230 pounds!!! HERE IS�CROSS RECOBA!!!

Space Dementia by Muse kicks up over the PA System as Cross heads down to the ring and prepares for his match.

Franks: Both men look ready to go here tonight, but who will advance on?

Quadros: I like Cross in this one�Shane�s been impressive, but Cross has proven to be the real deal�.Cross has the skill and confidence and he�s ready to show what he�s made of.

The bell rings and the match is underway. Shane and Cross lock it up to start things off as Cross gains the upperhand early in the match shoving Shane to the ground. Shane quickly bounces back to his feet and charges at Cross, but Cross sees it coming from a mile away and ducks to the side and trips Shane with a drop toe hold. Cross gets back to his feet here toying with Shane a bit as he lets Shane to his feet. Cross with a solid right, but Shane fires back with one of his own. The two are trading blows in the middle of the ring now as Cross is able to duck underneath a haymaker from Shane and connects with a kick to the midsection. Cross lifting him up here as he connects with a fisherman suplex�Cross with the cover�1�..2�..and a kickout by Ryan Shane. Shane looking frustrated here in the early going as Cross once again allows him back to his feet, showing his arrogant side. Shane searching for something out of his move set here as the two tie up, but Cross is able to slip around behind Shane. Cross with the trip as he and Shane go to the ground. Shane rolls to his back as Cross gains a mounting position and starts to rain down on the punches as the crowd counts along�.Finally the ref forces Cross off and he picks Shane up by the back of his head and whips him against the ropes�Shane bounces off, ducks the clothesline attempt from Cross and spins around.

Franks: Great athletic ability being shown there by Ryan Shane!

Shane with a quick kick to the midsection before sizing Cross up for a vicious knee that sends Cross to the ground, but he recovers quickly and gets back to his feet only to meet a right hand from Ryan Shane followed by a quick snap suplex. Shane rolls over for the cover�1�.2�.and a kickout by Cross. Shane not wasting any time has to goes back to the assault with a quick stomp to the chest area of Cross trying to take his wind from him. Shane follows it up as he grabs Cross by his hair and picks him up and whips him into the ropes�Cross bounces off and falls into the arms of Ryan Shane and a snap powerslam. Shane with another cover�..1��..2�.Cross with the kickout.

Franks: Shane continuing to go to work on Cross, but he needs to do more damage if he plans on picking up a pin fall in this match.

Quadros: He�s gone for the cover, but really there was no reason�He should have continued to go to work on Cross instead of going for these covers.

Franks: Rookie mistake by the young Ryan Shane.

Back inside the ring Shane�s whipped Cross into the turnbuckle and has a full head of steam as he charges at his opponent, but Cross side steps the attack and Shane goes head first into the turnbuckle. Cross waste no time in trying to turn things his way now as he whips Shane around and connects with a series of kicks and punches before picking Shane up and placing him on the top rope.

Franks: Looks like Cross is setting him up for a superplex here.

But Cross backs off as he gets a running charge and springboards onto the ropes and connects with a vicious kick to the side of Ryan Shane�s head. Shane falls to the outside hard on his side here as the crowd lets out a roar from the move!

Franks: WHAT A MOVE FROM CROSS!!!

Cross doesn�t get by squeaky clean though as he bounced off the ropes and landing awkwardly inside the ring, making a follow up damn near impossible right now. Cross trying to compose himself as Shane slowly come to on the outside�The ref�s at a 4 count when Cross finally gets to his feet�He see�s Shane getting up as he grabs ahold of the ropes and springboards himself to the outside connecting with a cross body Splash to Ryan Shane. The fans go wild again as Cross continues to pull off some amazing moves, but at the same time does damage to his own body. Both men are slow to get to their feet as the ref continues to count as Cross finally gets to his feet and slides Ryan Shane back into the ring. Cross follows behind, but Shane uses his last bit of energy to get to his feet and connect with an axhandle smash to the back of Cross Recoba. He follows it up with another, really starting to do some damage to the back area of Cross. Shane backing off a bit now as he lets Cross get to his feet, only to be sent back to the mat via a drop kick from Ryan Shane. Shane going to the top ropes now as he leaps and connects with a Muru splash! Shane with the cover�1�.2�and a kickout by Cross.

Franks: Shane getting some offense going now, Cross needs to do something or he�s going to find himself in a world of hurt.

Quadros: That or his wife will leave him.

Carl pays no attention to another one of Ray Quadro�s loveable jokes as back inside the ring Ryan Shane�s picked Cross up the mat, but Cross counters with a series of elbows to the midsection followed by an elbow to the back of Shane. Cross getting some momentum here and connects with a vertical suplex. Cross with the cover..1�2�and a kickout by Ryan Shane. Cross wasting no time here as he�YES�HE CURB STOMPS RYAN SHANE!! NOT ONCE�NOT TWICE�BUT THREE TIMES!! Cross motions to the crowd, looking to end this battle right now as he picks Shane up off the mat and locks him into a wrist lock�Shane able to reverse it as he gets behind Cross now, but Cross reverses once again this time kicking Shane in the back of the knee. Cross connecting with an inverted bulldog now�He goes for the cover�.1�.2..and a kickout by Shane. Cross rolls right back to his feet as he bounces off the ropes and connects with a vicious elbow to the chest region of Ryan Shane. Cross with the hook and cover�1�.2�..2.5555555555 and Shane kicks out once again. Cross looks a bit frustrated now as he picks Shane up with a large ounce of laziness. Cross rears back for a right, but Shane blocks it and kicks Cross in the midsection�Shane with a desperation DDT�.He connects�Shane with the lazy cover�1�.2�2.4444444444444 and Cross kicks out.

Franks: Back and forth still as neither man is able to find the upperhand.

Qaudros: Sooner or later one of these guys is going to get tired, move on and figure a way to satisfy their urge for victory..Much like someone else.

Franks: What THE?!?

Quadros: *interrupting* This is family television�You hold it right there.

Back inside the ring both men are slowly getting to their feet as Shane is trying to get back some energy and Cross is trying to battle out of the side effects from that ddt. Shane to his feet first, big kick to the face of Cross now before picking Cross up off the mat. Shane setting up up for a swinging neck breaker and connects as he rolls to his feet and gets right back up realizing Cross is far from done right now. Shane looks down at his opponent before falling to the ground driving a knee right into the midsection of Cross Recoba and follows it up with another. Shane once again electing to not go for the pin as he picks Cross up off the mat and whips him into the ropes�Cross catches himself though as he springboards off and connects with a dropkick that sends Shane to the mat�.Cross with the cover�1�.2�.and Shane kicks out. Cross getting to his feet here as he picks Shane up off the mat�OUCH! SHANE WITH A VICIOUS elbow to the midsection sending Cross to a knee�Shane leaps to his feet�HE GOES FOR IT�SHANING WIZARD!!! SHANE WITH THE COVER�1��2�..3�.RYAN SHANE WINS AND ADVANCES ON!!!

Franks: That came out of no where Ray!

Quadros: What a match, but I didn�t think it�d end like that!

Franks: Shane pulled that one out of no where and thus picks up the victory here tonight! What a battle between these two!

No Excuses
Written by: Jay

(Yo..His palms are sweaty, knee's weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, Mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, on the surface he is calm & ready
to drop bombs But he keeps on forgetting
What he wrote down, The whole crowd rose so loud
he opens his mouth but the words won't come out.
He's choking, How? Everybody is choking now)

Shaun Andrews is choking now, on his own words.

Or is he?

Appearing for the first time since losing last week.

Here is... "The Christ of Wrestling" Shaun Andrews.

Shaun Andrews: I have been a man with no excuses my whole life, and I will continue not to have any. When I win its fair, and when I lose it's fair. I don't have any excuses, like Valentine Lionheart. Opps, I forgot, I'm not aloud to say his name anymore.

(Pauses)

Shaun Andrews: Anyway, Jason Sandman gets a world title match. Yep that's right. The man I beat at the ppv gets the shot. And because I faced two members of the same stable, that I must remind you I'm the only person in the PWA who can say they defeated Terminus in a one on one match up...But because I came up short in the handi-cap match last week, I don't get the title shot. What kind of bullshit is that? Seriously. But hey, I lost, what can I do? I can bitch, or I can do something about it. So yeah, I'm planning on doing something about it. Jason Sandman, do the right thing. Face me one on one, and put your number one contendership on the line.

(Pauses)

Shaun Andrews: Don't be silly, I know Jason don't have the balls to do such a bold statement. So I will just have to move on to plan B, unless Jason Sandman grew a set over night.

Fade 2 Black

Jostrodomus vs. Jake Keeton
Written by: Josh

Franks: It�s great so see Freddy back here along side us tonight to introduce this next match up between Jake Keeton and Jostrodomus.

Quadros: You�re still bent out of shape he bent your wife over and hit her from the backside aren�t you?

Franks: Ray�I�m not in the mood�

Quadros: That�s why she went behind your back Carl�You were never in the mood. But let�s talk about this match and not about your personal affairs.

Franks: You brought it up�

Quadros: You brought it up talking about Freddy�I�ll change the pace, go out on a limb, and say Jake Keeton picks up the victory here tonight against The Number One Stunner.

Franks: Keeton is an all out favorite for new comer of the year in PWA and very well could win this match, but Jostrodomus has great knowledge to go along with his brutal power. Jake Keeton has a great mind for this business, power for his size, and great speed, but if Joz gets a hold of him I don�t see Keeton doing much.

Quadros: That�s� where your wrong Carl�Keeton can still use his quickness and elusiveness to play into his favor here. Looks like Freddy is ready to announce this�Thank god he�s happily married right?

Ferdinand: Ladies and gentlemen this next match is scheduled for one fall here tonight�Making his way to the ring first from Lexington, Kentucky�HE IS�.SOCIETY�S STAIN�.STANDING 5 FEET 9 INCHES TALL AND WEIGHING 226 POUNDS�.JAKE KEETON!!!!!

A hush fills the arena and a mixed reaction of mostly boos with some cheers thrown in billows from the crowd as "Hero" by Pop Evil hits the PA. Jake Keeton slowly emerges through the curtains with his full attention focused on the upcoming match. He walks down the ramp barely acknowledging the fans as he steps into the ring and begins to stretch.

Quadros: Keeton looks ready to do business here Carl�

Franks: He really does�He�d love to get this win over Jostrodomus and put his name amongst the top tier of contenders here in PWA.

Ferdinand: Next making his way to the ring from Los Angeles, California�.Standing in at 6 feet 5 inches tall and weighing in at 265 pounds�HE IS THE NUMBER ONE STUNNER�.JOSTRODOMUS!!!!!!

"Enemey" 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 before the match starts.

Franks: Joz looks ready like always�

Quadros: He�s got a different persona about him right now Carl and I�m trying to decide if it�s just another stunt, or if perhaps�.We are looking at a new aged Jostrodomus.

Franks: As much as you don�t like him Ray�You can�t deny his success�

Quadros: You�re right�But Jake Keeton is the real deal as well�He�s ripped the competition to shreds for the most part here in PWA.

The bell rings and the match is underway as Jostrodomus wants to lock it up, but Jake Keeton wants no part in it as he uses his speed to get around and connect with a couple of kicks to the leg area of The Number One Stunner before bouncing off the ropes and connecting with a clothesline to the chopped down to size Jostrodomus. Keeton quickly going to work now on the leg area of Jostrodomus as he connects with a few stomps before dropping down and applying a leg lock to the right leg of Jostrodomus. Joz sitting up from time to time here as he tries to connect some punches and force Keeton to break the hold as the two are in the middle of the ring. Keeton continues to dodge the punches as Jostrodomus finally is able to kick out of the hold. He hobbles to his feet, but Keeton�s already beat him to the punch and goes right back to work on the leg area of Jostrodomus with a drop kick that sends Joz back to a knee. Keeton running off the ropes now and connects with a rolling neck snap. Instead of going for the cover Keeton jumps back to his feet and makes the mistake of trying to pick Joz up off the mat as Joz counters with a few quick elbows to the midsection of Keeton. Joz to his feet now as he hobbles and bit and hits a vicious clothesline that sends Keeton to the made hard, but Joz spent his last bit of energy and is unable to make the cover.

Franks: Keeton was playing his cards right until right there. Good thing he�d done enough damage to keep Jostrodomus down still though.

Quadros: Keeton looks impressive so far Carl and he�s got all the right tools to win this match.

Back in the ring Joz and Keeton are both slowly getting to their feet and get to their feet at about the same time as blows begin to be traded back and forth, but Jostrodomus gets the upper hand here as he connects with a solid right that sends Keeton stumbling backwards�.Keeton bounces off the ropes and comes back charging at Jostrodomus but falls right into a huge spine buster from The Number One Stunner. Joz with the cover�1�2�..and a kickout by Keeton. Joz gets to his feet quickly and picks Keeton up off the mat and whips him into the corner�Joz charges, but Keeton is able to move out of the way as Jostrodomus bounces into the corner. Keeton with a quick drop kick here as he bounces Jostrodomus right back into the corner. Keeton running up and springboards onto the ropes and connects with a tornado DDT�Instead of going for the cover he heads back to the top ropes�He leaps and connects with the wasted hopes�Keeton with the cover�1�.2��and a kickout by Jostrodomus. Keeton gets to his feet here as he picks Joz up off the mat and connects with a suplex�Keeton with another cover�.1�..2�.and a kickout by Joz.

Franks: Keeton looks impressive here�

Before Quadros can respond Joz connects with a couple elbows to the midsection of Keeton as Keeton tries picking him up off the ground. Joz to his feet here as he grabs a hold of Keeton and whips him into the ropes. Joz charges and connects with a badly missed spear and ends up hitting Keeton in the knee. Keeton holding his knee area in pain here.

Quadros: That son of a bitch! He took out Keeton�s knee on purpose!

Franks: I don�t� think so Ray�It�s apart of the game, but Keeton looks hurt�

Joz is shaken up from the move as well as the ref tends to Keeton�.Joz to his feet here as he picks Keeton up off the ground, but Keeton�s left knee gives out and he drops down to a knee. Jostrodomus using this to his advantage now as he picks Keeton up off the mat�Joz signals for it�CONNECTION�.# 1 STUNNER�JOZ WITH THE COVER�1�2�..3�JOSTRODOMUS PICKS UP THE WIN HERE�

Franks: Joz with the win, but this match could have easily gone the other way�

Quadros: Keeton is out here�.

Franks: Keeton may be out for a while, his knee is already swollen up to the size of a grape fruit.

Inside the ring Keeton�s starting to come to as he motions towards his knee, showing signs of pain in it as the medical staff comes down to check Keeton out. Joz looks down at his opponent, a look of concern almost on his face as he knows the serious side effects of a knee injury as the scene cuts to commercial break.

Thunder Kite
Written by: Neil

Tonight the Commissioner continues to have his door closed as he works on ways to revitalize the Premiere Wrestling Alliance during these troublesome times. Sitting behind his desk and jotting down notes while the Violation broadcast continues over on the television near him, Commissioner Butcher is feeling like the Premiere Title Invitational is becoming quite a success thus far tonight. Before he can bask in this moment of pride, Wren Chesney and VCR come barging into the office.

The Butcher: Damn it, Wren! Can�t you see I�m busy here?

Wren: Oh look at you, you�re beginning to bald and go gray! Surely the pressure of this company is getting to you.

The Butcher: Things would be a Hell of a lot better if you and your walking pocket protector would leave my office.

VCR: I am not a pocket protector! I am a businessman and preparing to take your job!

The Butcher: Go work at a lemonade stand or something would you? Or maybe Wren should. You know, to put your lemon squeezing to good use.

Wren: You truly are an idiot. You have successfully begun to destroy this company, Cortez. It was only a matter of time. The ratings are down. Merchandise sales have plummeted. Arenas aren�t being sold-out anymore. Just resign and let us handle PWA. Leave with some dignity.

The Butcher: Leave you two in charge? This company would implode in a week if you ran the show. Neither of you have any idea how to run a wrestling company. I mean seriously, creating the Premiere Championship and HANDING it to JJ Biggs? You just can�t give somebody a title belt, Wren.

Wren: It would have been fine until you had to throw your two cents in! Now we have this stupid tournament that is ripping the roster apart! Luckily there is still hope for our plans now that JJ Biggs has an inside man involved with this tournament. I guarantee Biggs will be the Premiere Champion when this is all done with and he will be the cornerstone to us rebuilding PWA to a respectful company once again. Without you of course.

The Butcher: Yes, I heard this rumor about JJ Biggs having an inside man involved so he could hold onto that belt for as long as possible. And while that�s all fine and dandy for you and Biggs, I have an inside man myself.

Wren: What?! Somebody would actually do what you tell them? Who would be that stupid?

The Butcher: Oh this man doesn�t answer to me, Wren. He has his own motivations and his own personal beef with JJ Biggs. And so he�s been added to the Premiere Title Invitational as a replacement to the injured Dade Davis. He will be debuting next week.

Wren: Who is he?

The Butcher: He goes by the name Thunder Kite.

Wren Chesney starts to smile and laugh as VCR chuckles along with her.

Wren: Thunder Kite? Surely you must be joking! That�s the stupidest name I have ever heard!

VCR: No business sense, Wren. A name like Thunder Kite is not marketable at all! Who is going to want to buy a kite from PWA?

The Butcher: It isn�t about merchandise sales, Mr. Roberts. It�s about being PWA�s first legitimate Premiere Champion. And when this is all said and done, don�t be surprised if that man�s name is Thunder Kite!

Wren: Whatever, Cortez. Continue dreaming because you�re about to wake up to a dose of reality and find yourself FIRED from this company!

With that said, Wren Chesney and VCR leave the office with that final threat.

Terminus & Kaito vs. Jason Sandman & JJ Biggs
Written by: Andrew & Josh

(The arena dims to near total darkness, and the image of a great, swirling, shapeless cloud appears on the video screen. The sound of Teiko drums begin to reverberate throughout the arena; while strobe lights flicker in time to its beat. As the beating of the drum grows faster and faster, the black cloud on screen gradually transforms into the shape of a giant dragon, which turns its head toward the camera and unleashes a burst of fire directly into the camera's lens. The drumming and flickering lights abrubtly stop; the words "hey yo, motherfucker!", and an accompanying burst of pyro signals the apprearance of the members of RTO, flanking Natalie Snow . As "Deep Impact" by Dragon Ash begins to play over the PA system, the two make their way toward ringside, not appearing to notice the crowd's loud, albeit mixed, reaction. Terminus slides under the bottom rope as Kaito vaults over the top; the two take a moment to drink in the crowd's mixed reaction, before turning their attention to the forthcoming match.)

Franks: Well, this should be an interesting encounter to say the least, pitting World Champion Terminus, along with stable-mate Jiraiya Kaito, against the tandem of fellow stable mate, and number one contender, Jason Sandman, along with the Premiere Champion, JJ Biggs.

Quadros: Yeah, Terminus and Jason had quite the verbal battle at the start of the show. I have a feeling that this match will be just as heated, to say the least.

(Back To The Primitive comes on speakers and as it begins Deal With It Bitch Productions Presents logo come on the Teletron. When the opening count is 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: Well, Jason Sandman shocked the world last week by defeating Shaun Andrews and Kaito to become the number one contender. You know he's riding high after this big win, and is looking to prove to the world that his victory wasn't a fluke!

Quadros: You mean, it wasn't a fluke!? I'll be damned!

("Voices" by Disturbed hits the speaker system as the crowd stands up and rains down with a chorus of boos! The curtain brushes aside and JJ Biggs walks out onto the top of the stage, with his PWA Premiere Championship over his shoulder and his manager, Michael Bourne, next to him. He slaps his belt with his right hand a couple of times before making a fist and raising it above his head. He continues walking down the stage and he climbs onto the apron. Meanwhile, Bourne walks up the steel steps and he enters the ring through the middle rope. Biggs steps over the top rope and he goes to the ropes and once again raises a fist over his head as the boos grow louder. He takes off his belt and t-shirt; he acts as if he's going to throw the shirt into the crowd, but instead he hands it to Michael Bourne.)

Quadros: Man, I really like the return of the old, cocky JJ Biggs that we've seen in the past couple of weeks. He's truly deserving of the Premiere Title belt that he has in his possession.

Franks: Well, I'm glad you feel that way, Ray. Some of us would like our champins to win their belts inside the ring, but, hey, what do we know?

Quadros: Not much.

(The two teams confer for a moment, and it's decided that JJ Biggs and Kaito will star things off. Sasha Brown orders the timekeeper to ring the opening bell, and the two competitors circle around one another for a moment before lunging forward into a lock-up. The Featured Attraction uses his size advantage to win this exchange, and shoves The Seiryuu to the mat. Biggs elects to showboat in ring center, while Kaito simply glares at his larger opponent as he climbs to his feet. One again, the two lunge forward, but his time, Kaito ducks under JJ's clutches, and then nails him in the gut with a Spinning Back Kick. Biggs doubles over in pain, and Jiraiya then fires off a blistering series of repeated shoot kicks to the chest, before capping the sequence with a brutal Rolling Wheel Kick to the face that drops Biggs as if shot.)

Franks: What a series of moves there by the former TNW World Champ!!

Quadros: Kaito's on a mission Carl and he just chopped the seven footer down to size!

Franks: That he did. Kaito's hell bent on ending this one quick!

(Kaito quickly takes Biggs over with a snapmare, and nails him with another stiff kick across the back before tagging in Terminus. The two members of RTO then criss-cross to the ropes on opposite sides of the ring before nailing Biggs with a double basement dropkick to the head. Kaito then ducks outside, while Terminus flips into a standing moonsault before applying a cover: 1....2....Kick Out. Undaunted, Terminus simply hauls his opponent back to his feet by the arm, twists it into an armwringer, and then delivers a stiff shoot kick of his own to the gut to double Biggs over. The masked man then shows some impressive power by taking Biggs over with a Snap 180 Suplex before vauling to the top rope and sailing off into a diving moonsault. However, Biggs is able to get his knees up, and the masked crashes hard against them before collapsing onto his back, clutching his ribs in agony.)

Franks: The assault on JJ Biggs continues here as Terminus has his say with the former # 1 Contender.

Quadros: Terminus is dangerous, but JJ Biggs power could easily come into play before long.

(Biggs slowly climbs back to his feet, and breaks out into a cocky smirk as he hauls the World Champion up by his mask. Biggs then scoops his opponent off the mat, and drives him down with a crushing body slam before rebounding off the ropes into a Legdrop that connects squarely against his opponent's throat. Biggs then rolls over, and places a single hand across his opponent's chest in an insulting cover: 1...2....Kick Out. Shrugging, Biggs hauls his opponent back to his feet by the arm, and pulls him into a hard boot to the gut. Terminus doubles over, and is in no position to defend himself as The Premiere Champion lifts him up and drives him down hard to the mat with a Crucifix Powerbomb. Another cover: 1..........2.........Th-Shoulder up! JJ's grin freezes, and then dissolves as he hauls the masked man back to his feet, and whips him hard into the ropes. Terminus ducks under JJ's attempted lariat, and rebounds off the other set of ropes, allowing Kaito to reach out and make the blind tag. Terminus rebounds off the strands, and JJ tries to spin him into a Tilt-a-Whirl Slam. However, the masked man lands on his feet, and takes his opponent down with a Russian Legsweep while Kaito simultaneuously drives Biggs down with an STO!)

Franks: Great team work here as they continue to work away at JJ Biggs..

Quadros: These two high flying son of a guns are working well together and it's showing here Carl.

(Kaito hauls Biggs back to his feet, and unleashes a brutal succession of kicks aimed at the torso and back of his opponent, before capping this strike sequence with an enzuigiri to the head. Kaito then dives on top of the downed Biggs for a cover: 1.....2....Th-Kick Out! Jiraiya doesn't waste any time; he simply springs to his feet, and then bounds off the ropes and into a Rolling Thunder Senton that catches Biggs just as the latter climbs to his knees. Another cover: 1....2....Kick Out. Hissing a curse under his breath, Jiraiya pulls his opponent back to his feet, and tries to set him up for the Todome Da! NO! Blocked by Biggs, who then counters into a Double Arm DDT that spikes Kaito into the mat. The two men lie flat on the mat, before rolling over and crawling to their respective corners to tag their partners at roughly the same time.)

Franks: This could get interesting Ray...Terminus and Sandman are about to go toe to toe...and we both know Sandman wants that title and Terminus wants to keep it.

Quadros: Look at the look in their eyes...They both respect each other, but both men want to be the best in the world!

(Jason and Terminus then enter the ring, pause for a moment, and then exchange nods before locking up. Sandman gains the advantage by sliding behind his opponent and taking him to the mat with a nice spinning waistlock takedown. Sandman then floats over into a front chancery, only to have the masked man work his way to his feet, and then reverse into an armwringer. Not to be outdone, Jason performs a nice roll though on the mat to escape and then reverses into his own armwringer. In turn, Terminus performs his own roll through, followed by a front handspring to get into better position; he then whips Sandman into the ropes, and attempts to take him over with a hiptoss; however, Jason is able to block this attempt and counters with a hiptoss of his own. Jason then rebounds off the ropes, looking to nail The New Age Punisher with a shoulder block, but Terminus ducks out of the way, springs to his feet, and then nails his opponent square in the face with a high-elevation Dropsault as Jason rebounds off the ropes. Sandman falls hard against the ropes, and glares for a second at the masked man as he notices the trickle of blood now coming out of his nose; Terminus merely smiles slightly and nods in Natalie's direction as the High Priestess applauds her Savior.)

Franks: Natalie's loving every minute of this!

Quadros: You know...I bet she even had sex with your wife!

Franks: Ray!

Quadros: God...that'd be hot.

(Jason remains seated against the ropes, no longer staring at Terminus, but rather at the lovely figure of MK MacDonald as she stands near his corner. After a couple of seconds, his eyes seem to harden as he climbs to his feet. However, he simply shrugs, and then motions his stable mate to meet him in a test of strength. Terminus seems willing to oblige, and engages in the knucklelock; however, Jason simply pulls him into a hard knee to the gut, before cinching in a front facelock and lifting his friend upside down. Jason lets him hang in that position for a few moments, before dropping down to complete the delayed suplex. Sandman then remains seated on the canvas, and begins to shudder as a sinister smile flickers across his face. After a couple of seconds, Sandman then hauls his opponent back to his feet, backs up a couple of steps, and then spins himself into a roaring elbow, causing his opponent to hit the mat as if shot. Sandman then stares down at his fallen opponent, and the sinister grin grows just a little bit wider as he lets out a low, demonic laugh. Natalie's eyes go saucer-wide, and she yells "JASON, NO!". This prompts a confused, and slightly annoyed glare from MK, while Kaito shakes his head, and JJ and Micheal Bourne don't seem too concerned one way or the other.)

Franks: Oh no, we saw this last week as well!

Quadros: Yep. Looks like the Angel of Death is about to make another appearance!

(The Angel just grins at Natalie in such a sick way that she recoils backward, and then turns his attention back to Terminus, wh is struggling to get back to his feet. Trapping the masked man's arms between his, The Angel then unleashes a series of nasty headbutts, before pulling Terminus into his grasp, and driving him to the mat with a thunderous High Angle Side Slam. The Angel of Death doesn't bother going for a cover. Instead, he simply turns his opponent over, and then proceeds to Curb Stomp him face first into the mat before turning him and applying a cover: 1.....2......TH-Kick Out! Not looking terribly displeased, The Angel simply hauls Terminus back to his feet, and then applies a clawhold to his opponent's head. Angel breaks out into a wide smile as he watches his opponent struggle in his grasp for a few moments, before he lifts him into the air, and spikes him down with a clawhold chokeslam. The Angel then drops down to one knee and puts a hand on his opponent's chest for another cover: 1.....2.....Kick Out!)

Franks: The Angel is getting down to business here...

Quadros: I'm scared...This two persona stuff just sends chills up and down my spine..Kind of like the rush your wife got sleeping with Layne...

(The Angel's smile dissolves, and the quickly hauls the world champion back to his feet, and whips him into the ropes. He then springs off the other set of ropes, unaware that Biggs has reached out to make the blind tag, before charging forward and turning the masked man inside out with his Venom's Strike Lariat. JJ saunters into the ring, while an annoyed Angel shoots him a withering glare as he slowly exits. Biggs then hauls Terminus up, and drives him down with a lifting Reverse DDT. Grinning broadly, he then cinches in a Front Facelock, and lifts him upside down before dropping him head-first with the BIGGS IMPLANT! Cover! ONE............................TWO...................... THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIT!!!! DROPKICK SAVE BY KAITO!)

Franks: WHAT A SAVE BY KAITO THERE!! THIS MATCH WAS OVER!!

Quadros: Had it not been for Kaito...This match would have been over.

Franks: I just said that Ray.

Quadros: Hey Carl...Why'd your wife cross the road?

Franks: Damnit RAY!

Quadros: Cuz you weren't giving her any!

(Sasha Brown ushers Kaito back to his corner, and Biggs motions The Angel to come into the ring before setting him up for a German Suplex. Angel then springs off the ropes into another Venom's Strike! WAIT! Terminus wrenches free at the last moment, and The Angel clobbered Biggs! The Angel just stands there with a look of shock, allowing Terminus to clock him with a Flying Wheel Kick. Terminus then desperately begins to make his way over to his corner, only to have Biggs grab him by the leg. However, Terminus leaps up, and clocks JJ in the face with his free leg with an enzuigiri, before diving in and tagging in Kaito!)

Franks: Biggs is ready to do some damage to Kaito now and get some payback from earlier!

Quadros: He looks poised and ready, but this teamwork from Kaito and Terminus is second to none.

(Kaito charges into the ring, and immediately leaps into the air, and nails the rising JJ with a Flying High Kick! Angel charges into the ring, and takes a Flying High Kick of his own for his effort! Turning his attention back to Biggs, Kaito nails him with a high-velocty Running Front Dropkick to the chest! Biggs staggers back into th corner, and Kaito follows him in with handspring enzuigiri before grabbing his stricken opponent in a headlock, leaping to the second rope and spinning off into a Tornado DDT! Cover: 1.........2.......Kick Out! Undaunted, Kaito simply hauls Biggs back to his feet, scoops him off the mat, and plants him with a brutal Michinoku Driver II. Cover, with the hook of the leg: 1..................2..................THREEEESHOULDER Up! Kaito lets out a loud war cry as he hauls the groggy JJ back to his feet, and then plants him head first with a fisherman buster. Instead of going for the pin, Jiraiya simply vaults onto the top rope, and sails off into the RYUBAKUDAN (Imloding Swanton Bomb). Cover: 1................2.............. THREEEEEEEEEBROKEN UP BY ANGEL!!!! Before Kaito realizes what's happening, the Angel hauls him to his feet, doubles him over with a kick to the gut, and then lifts him up and spikes him down face-first with a Dominator before returning to his corner with a demented grin on his face.)

Franks: The Angel saves the day there and this match will go on...

Quadros: You mean Jason Sandman!

Franks: They are the same person...

Quadros: How does that work anyways? Did your wife think Layne was the same person as you and therefore saw no wrong doing?

(Franks pays no attention to Ray as back inside the ring JJ Biggs wobbles to his feet, and smiles as he sees Kaito lying on the canvas. Biggs then lifts his opponent up, boots him in the gut, and then hoists him up into a Canadian Backbreaker, before driving his opponent down with an elevated Ace Crusher! Biggs then covers, but realizes that the official's attention is diverted by Natalie, who is on the ring apron and complaining of illegal tactics. Micheal Bourne comes over, and tries to pull her down, only to have The High Priestess turn around and kick him in the face with the heel of her stilletto shoe. Biggs then takes it upon himself to deal with Natalie, which he does by grabbing her by the hair, and hauling her over the top rope and into the ring. JJ then lifts Natalie up, and sets her up for the Biggs Implant, only to have Terminus appear, and take his legs out from under him with a chop block to the knee! Natalie falls on top of Biggs, and rolls out of the ring, while The New Age Punisher quickly makes his way back to the corner, and watches as Kaito and Biggs make their way back to their respective corners.)

Franks: Looks like Sandman and Terminus will be squaring off once again!!!

Quadros: No...He's Angel right now. Not Sandman...God...Don't you do anything right? You can't keep your wife happy and you can't even distinguish between Sandman and Angel! I mean hell...THEY DON'T LOOK THE SAME!

(Kaito and Biggs tag their partners in at roughly the same time, Angel charges in, looking to take the masked man's head off with a clothesline, but Terminus ducks, connects with a stiff kick to the gut, and drops down into a Snap DDT! The eyes of Terminus narrow as he waits for the Angel to rise to his knees; he then sprints forward, and clobbers him with a shining wizard that causes the Angel to collapse onto his face. Terminus rolls him over, and applies the cover: 1......2......Kick Out! Terminus keeps the pressure on, and hauls the Angel back to his feet before sinking in a double underhook. He then grits his teeth and powers The Angel into the Butterfly Neckbreaker he calls Requiem Aeternam. Terminus then vaults to the top rope, looking to end matters with his Terminal Velocity Phoenix Splash, but Biggs runs along the apron and the proceeds to nail him with a hard right hand haymaker that causes him to fall off the top rope and back into the ring.)

Franks: That's gonna leave a mark!

Quadros: Biggs with a good shot there and that may turn the tides in this one!

(Biggs then enters the ring, and smirks nastily at Terminus as he hauls him back to his feet, and then tries to take his head off with a Yakuza kick. The New Age Punisher ducks the attack, and Biggs hurtles toward the other ropes, only to go flying out of the ring, when Natalie pulls the top rope down! A recovered Kaito proceeds to nail Biggs with a leaping double stomp off the top rope to kep him down, and then starts laying into him with kick after kick, while Natalie storms over to Bourne and tackles him to the ground before raking his eyes to make certain that he isn't involved.)

Franks: Natalie just couldn't stay out of his one could she...

Quadros: Damn...and she didn't cut her nails this week either.

(Meanhwile, back inside the ring, Terminus has scooped The Angel of the canvas, and is about to try and spike him with his Viaticum Northern Lights Bomb. However, the Angel shifts his weight to block the attempt, doubles Terminus over with a kick to the gut, and then lifts him up and drops him head-first with the Your Jesus Christ Pose! The Angel then covers: ONE...................................TWO............................THREEEEEWAIT! THE ANGEL PULLED HIM UP! Grinning in sick fashion, the Angel hauls Terminus back to his feet, and then sets him up for the FIRST BORN'S DEMISE! Terminus is lifted up, but before The Angel can execute his Gaso Bomb, Terminus somehow manages to counter into a rana, holding onto The Angel's legs with everything he's got as he goes for the pinfal: 1.............................2..................................THREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! Terminus quickly exits the ring, staring in disgust at the Angel, who stares daggers that champion as he exits the ring. Kaito, Terminus and Natalie engage in a subdued celebration on the entrance ramp, never once taking their eyes off the Angel, while JJ and Bourne look on in disgust, and MK stands in the corner, shaking her head and looking as though she has no idea of what to make of any of this.)

Franks: TERMINUS AND KAITO PICK UP THE VICTORY HERE TONIGHT IN ONE HELL OF A MATCH!!!

Quadros: This one will go down as one hell of a match up and will provide more entertainment to come.

Franks: It's going to be interesting to see what happens between Sandman and Terminus as the fight for the gold is on and neither man is holding back.

Quadros: This isn't going to be pretty. With as much respect as they have, with what's on the line...IT changes people. Next week Sandman will have a new alter ego and Terminus won't know what to think!

Franks: The turmoil is building ladies and gentlemen and Mob Rules is sure to be one hell of a show much like tonight's...But we're out of time...WE'LL SEE YOU BACK HERE...SAME TIME...SAME STATION...SAME OUTSTANDING PROGRAM!! I'M CARL FRANKS...

Quadros: And I'm Ray Quadros.

Franks: And we're signing off....