Franks: Well this next tag team match up is sure to be that will keep the fans on the edge of their seats.

Quadros: I’d actually have to agree with you on that comment Carl, both of these are great teams, who both want the titles around their waist. It’s the Nightmares against the queers!

Franks: Noilearth swings both ways you know…

Quadros: I still like my catchy phrase…If only Nightmare Inc. were from Texas we could call this…Steers verus queers!

Franks: Anyways both of these teams show great teamwork and have been impressive in their tenures in PWA to date. Both teams want the titles, but only one gets them. This should be a great match for the fans. Looks like Layne is read to announce these teams.

Marshall: Ladies and gentlemen this next match is scheduled for one fall and will be for THE PWA WORLD TAG TEAM TITLES!!! MAKING THEIR WAY TO THE RING FIRST AT A COMBINED WEIGHT OF 444 POUNDS…REPRESENTING G.A.Y….DANTE NOILEARTH AND ZEX….WING ZERO!!!

pink, blue, Purple green strobe lights flash around the darkened arena as "Miss Murder" By AFI and VNV Nation plays throughout the arena then two jets of steam burst up out of the entrance ramp high into the air, as the steam settles you can see Dante Noilearth standing with his arms out stretched and a grin etched into his face, As he steps forward walking slowly the “Artist” Zex painted in green glow in the dark paint makes his way beside his partner, Zex runs from either side of the entrance ramp playing up the crowd as Dante slowly walks down to ringside slapping hands with fans as he does so, Zex then races down to the ring and slides through the ropes as Dante climbs the ring steps, light then begins to flash unaccountably as the music drops, Dante makes his way mid centre, where spotlight beams down on him, Zex climbs the turnbuckle posing to the ground and then back flips into the ring as Dante spins around with his arms outstretched, the two men then reside next to each other while discussing strategy as the arena turns to normal.

Franks: These two look ready to go Ray.

Quadros: To the gay bar!

Marshall: AND THEIR OPPONENTS…MAKING THEIR WAY TO THE RING NOW AT A COMBINED WEIGHT OF 628 POUNDS….DAN MANHEIM AND ACE WYLDE…NIGHTMARE INC!!!!!

"Planet Hell" by Nightwish begins to play as the crowd begins a unanimous roar of boos. Dan Manheim comes out first, in his signature attire. He stops at the head of the ramp, turning around, and watches Ace Wylde rise up from underneath the ramp, wearing his signature attire, plus a black duster and Resistol. Both men meet at the ramp and begin walking down to the ring together. Both men get in the ring at the same time, through the middle rope, and begin psyching each other up for their match.

Quadros: Scary…These two look like they want to kick some ass tonight ladies and gentlemen!

Franks: This should be an interesting match up.

The bell rings and this one is underway and Wylde and Zex are in the ring to start things off.

Franks: Two totally different styles here…

Wylde wants to lock it up, but Zex knows better as he uses his speed to his advantage and connects with a quick kick to the knee area of Ace Wylde trying to chop him down to size before connecting with a quick drop kick that sends Wylde stumbling backwards into the turnbuckle. Zex gets a running start and leaps into the air connecting with a cross body splash as Wylde falls to the ground. Zex using this to his advantage as he puts his boot into the throat of the big man as Manheim tries to enter the ring. The ref turns his attention to Manhiem as Dante heads over to assist his partner. Dante connects with a series of kicks to the back of Ace Wylde as Zex connects to choke the life right out of him.

Franks: Wing Zero looking good here so far…

Quadros: Are you gay?

Franks: Ray I guess…Wait…No…I guess I really shouldn’t expect intelligent comments from you.

Back in the ring Zex picks Wylde up and whips him into the ropes, which proves to be the wrong move as the big man steam rolls through Zex with a shoulder block sending him to the ground. Wylde trying to gain some momentum here as he reaches down and picks Zex up and lifts him into the air and connects with a gorilla suplex into a somoan drop. Wylde goes for the cover…1…2….and a kickout by Zex. Wylde picking Zex up by his hair now as he drags him over towards the Nightmare Inc corner. Wylde makes the tag and delivers a couple blows to the side of Zex’s head as Manheim hits the ring to take over where Wylde left off. Manheim connects with a series of knife edge chops before grabbingn a hold of Zex and whipping him into the ropes. Zex bounces back and ducks the clothesline attempt from Manheim and springboards off the ropes with a back elbow blast to the face of Manheim. Both men to the ground here as you can see the fatigue from the beating Zex took becoming an issues as the Wing Zero fans start to chant for The Artist. Zex slowly crawling over towards his corner as the Wing Zero fans chant even louder.

Quadros: I didn’t realize this many homosexuals attended wrestling events Carl.

Franks: God you’re an idiot with those kind of comments. You better watch your words Ray or you’ll find yourself on the unemployement line right behind Don Imus.

Just as it appears as though Zex will be able to tag his partner into the action, he's pulled back by Manheim, who grabs onto his ankle and pulls him back to the center of the ring. Zex tries to respond by nailing his opponent with an enzuigiri, but Manheim ducks the attack, and counters into an elevated boston crab. The Artist's eyes bulge out in agony as he tries to claw himself toward the ropes; the larger man wrenches on his opponent's leg for all that he's worth, but this match means far to much to Zachary to quit now, and he finds to will to darg himself closer to the strands. In response, Manheim converts the hold into an Step-over Toehold/Chinlock combo, and begins to make a point of bending his opponent back into a disgusting U-shape. For a moment, it will seem as though Zex will have no choice but to tap, but somehow, someway, he's able to use his last bit of strength to drag himself forward that last little bit, and grab onto the bottom strand as the crowd roars in delight.

Franks: What a show of heart by Zex!

Quadros: Yeah, but breaking that hold took a LOT out of him. How much more is he going to be able to take?

Manheim releases the hold in disgust, and proceeds to club him with a series of nasty forearms to the small of the back. Manheim then waves the seven-footer, and then proceeds to hoist his rival into the air, and press slam him onto his opponent's knee! Zex crumples to the mat, and Manheim drops down to make the cover: 1...2...Shoulder Up! Looking disgusted, Manheim hauls his opponent back to his feet by his multi-colored locks, only to knock him back down with a ferocious burning lariat! Another cover: 1...2...Kickout at 2.9! Ace signals that he wants back into the ring, so Manheim shoves Zex into the corner, tags in his partner, and helps him to stomp the proverbial mudhole through the battered artist. Ace then sends his opponent flying halfway across the ring with an almighty T-Bone Suplex, and quickly covers with a smirk on his face: 1....2....THRE-NO! Wylde looks completely pissed off, and has decided that he's had quite enough of Zex, so he hauls him to his feet, whips him hard into the corner, and attempts to take his head off with the Seein' Red Yakuza Kick. At the last moment, the Artist somehow finds the energy to roll under this attack, and then nail the big man with a textbook Pele Kick. Wylde slumps backward into the corner, allowing Zex the opportunity to make the tag to Dante!)

* HUGE FACE POP! *

As Dante takes the hot tag from Zex who crumbles to the outside of the ring, the “Casanova Punk” springboards in and hits a dropkick to the chest of Ace Wylde, quickly hitting a corkscrew kick on Dan Manheim to keep him occupied. Turning his full attention back to Ace Dante tries to whip him into the ropes only to see Ace counter that into an attempt at a wheelbarrow suplex which Dante counters into a casadora, moving that into a body-wrap armdrag. Catching a now-befuddled Ace with a standing dropkick Dante ascends to the second turnbuckle and dives off with a textbook twisting senton bomb. Cover: 1....2....Kick Out! Undaunted, Dante waits for Ace to rise, and then takes him to the mat with a beautiful hurricanrana, rolling through into a series of mounted punches. Once he's satisfied that he's inflicted enough damage, Dante then vaults to the top rope, and springboards off into his Earthshaker Moonsault. At the last moment, Wylde manages to get his knees up, and Dante crumples to the mat, holding his ribs and gasping for breath. A clearly-pissed off Wylde signals that he's had enough, and proceeds pick his opponent up by the hair, and nails him with a brutal folding powerbomb, holding him down for an attempted pinfall: 1...2...THre-Kick Out!

Franks: Was that ever close!

Quadros: It looks this member of the Rainbow Connection has more toughness than I thought he did. I thought that was it, for sure.

The Night Rider shakes his head in disbelief, and tags Manehim to come into the ring. Manheim waits in his corner, and Wylde proceeds to whip ther Cassanova Punk toward his partner, who picks him off the canvas, and slams him down with a ferocious spinebuster! The two members of Nightmare Inc, then set up poor Dante for their patented Colder than Hell double chokeslam, but Zew chooses that moment to springboard in and nail a split-legged dropkick to both of his opponents! More angered than hurt, Ace leaps up, and charges into a Cactus Clothesline that sends both he and Zex hurtling over the top rope; both men land hard on the floor, and lie there, gasping for breath. Meanhwhile, Manheim and Noilearth climb back to their feet; Manheim seems to be in better condition and clobbers Dante with some hard forearms, before whipping him into the ropes. Noilearth still has the presence of mind to leap onto the second strand, and springboard off into a moonsault; but Manheim merely catches him in mid-air, and prepares to nail the Freezing Point Tombstone. Dante, resists this attempt for all he;s worth, and is able to slither down his opponent's back. Before Dan can react, Noilearth leaps up from behind, and takes him down into a tight victory roll: 1.....Ace tries desperately to make it into the ring, but Zex grabs his leg to keep him from doing so.....2......Manheim tries to power out, but Noileart hangs on for all that he's worth......THREEEEEEEE!!!!!

Marshall" Ladies and Gentleman....You're winners......and new PWA Tag Team Champions.....WINNNNNNG ZEEEEEERRRRRRROOOOO!!!!!!!!

Noilearth rolls ouf of the ring, and Zex leaps into his arms...in a manly way of course....as the two celebrate their victory. Meanwhile, the members of Nightmare Inc look completely besides themselves with shock and disgust as they stare daggers at the ref, and then at their opponents. The crowd gives Wing Zero a thunderous ovation as the ref hands them the tag belts and cheers even louder as the two hold the belts aloft!

Franks: Wing Zero did it! They've overcome the odds, and two much larger men, and have become the very first tag team champions of the PWA!

Quadros: I cannot believe this. Do you mean to tell me that these....these....these....people are going to represent us champions!?

Franks: We're an equal opportunity employer, Ray. After all, you got hired, didn't you?

Quadros: Yeah...cause I'm an equal opportunity a-hole.

Franks: Ain't that the truth.

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Playing the Cards
Written by: Neil

The scene shifts backstage where Commissioner Butcher is sitting on a pine bench inside of a locker room. Tonight he’s avoided the office because all of Redemption’s business will be taken care of in the ring. As he contemplates what he’s going to have to do to defeat Shaun Andrews tonight to retain the TNW World Heavyweight Championship, his wife, Nikki, stands behind him rubbing some Ben-Gay over his scarred and destroyed back. He has the Championship belt of a promotion long since past by his side and every now and then he’ll peak at it.

Nikki: So I was thinking, maybe we could go out for a late dinner tonight if you’ll have enough energy left after your match.

The Butcher: I’m an old man, Nik. It’s going to be way past my bed time when Redemption ends.

Nikki: Then I guess we’ll just have to go to bed.

The flirtatious comment brings a smile to the Commissioner’s face, something he has had a hard time mustering tonight. However, their peaceful little moment before the title match is abruptly interrupted as Wren Chesney and VCR have entered the locker room unannounced.

Wren: How revolting. You two should get a room or something.

The Butcher: We did but apparently you don’t know how to read signs on doors.

The two enemies stare each other down for a moment with that glare that could only mean they hate one another.

Wren: Oh? Can’t we come in here and wish you good luck tonight?

The Butcher: I don’t need anything from you.

VCR: Don’t be rude to my wife, Cortez.

The Butcher: Fine, I’ll be rude to you then, you little pencil pusher!

The Butcher rises to his feet in a threatening manner which causes Mr. Roberts to hide behind his wife. The last time he attempted to fight a wrestler Nighthawk knocked him out with one cold punch.

Wren: You just wait right there tough guy! I don’t want you pulling a muscle or something. It would be a shame if you had to pull out of your match over something stupid. Think of what the fans would say if you no showed another pay-per-view.

The Butcher: I wouldn’t even have to flex a finger to break your husband’s neck, Wren. So I suggest you two get lost…for the safety of your husband.

Wren: Enough of the threats! I’m more than you can handle Butcher! I have all ready beaten you mentally…don’t make me beat you physically in front of your wife!

The Butcher: Oh shut the Hell up. You haven’t beaten me, Wren. I’m still here and stronger than ever. You’ve all ready played your cards so get out of my face!

Mrs. Chesney start to laugh out loud with her shrill voice that draws an even deeper sneer from Mr. and Mrs. Cortez.

Wren: Oh I’m a very good card player, Butcher. I have plenty of cards I have yet to play. So I have only just begun. By the end of the night you’ll have lost the one thing that gives you any edge. Mark my words.

The Butcher: And mark mine…you don’t have a prayer. I’m not going to ask again…GET OUT!

The Commissioner’s blood is beginning to rise. Just the reaction Wren and VCR were hoping to get. As they leave the locker room, the Cortez’s look at each other and shake their heads with anger. Her threats mean little to them.

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PWA Light Heavyweight Championship
Mexican Death Match
Written by: Andrew & Okori

vs.

Layne Marshall" "Ladies and Gentleman, the following match is for the PWA Light Heavyweight title, and is being held under Mexican Death Match rules. The match can only be won if one of the wrestlers fails to answer a ten-count after suffering a loss by pinfall or submission!

Coming into the ring at this time...weighing in at 190lbs....he hails from Osaka, Japan...the current PWA Light Heavyweight Champion..."The Seiryuu, Jiraiya Kaito!"

(Japanese Taiko drums rumble throughout the arena speakers as a flute carries out a solo note, causing the lights in the arena to go into a strobe effect in beat with the drums. On the video screen, we see a bright cloudy sky immediately turn into a fiery, sunset-lit sky. A dragon looms out of the sky and speeds its way toward the camera. After two loud beats on the Taiko drums, the lights in the arena go out as the dragon blows fire into the camera, causing fire to explode from the stage area. During the explosion, Kaito is launched from underneath the stage area onto the stage. When the fire dies down, Kaito stands there, dressed in his ring attire with a white coat over it. Also noticeable is the title held above his head in his right hand. His head hangs down as red lights begin a strobe effect throughout the arena as "Ka-En-No-Mai" by Akitaka Tohyama plays. Kaito slowly looks up toward the ring, brings the title down to his side, and begins to walk down the entrance ramp and toward the ring, not once looking at any of the fans that are trying to get his attention. Kaito climbs into the ring and ascends all the way up the nearest turnbuckle. He looks out at the fans that are still trying to get his attention and holds his title up above his head for all to see. After a few seconds, he brings the title back down and backflips off of the top turnbuckle, landing on his feet in the ring. With a sinister grin on his face, he wrenches the Mic out of Marshall's hand, and addresses the crowd.)

Kaito: “Yotaka-San say he show up, say he beat me. But what happen? Yotaka cripple. Yotaka not show up. I think referee just count Yotaka out, save Kaito trouble.”

As his opponent stands in the middle of the ring, the lights dim slowly over the arena as the opening instrumentation of "Break It Down Again (Ecstasy of Gold Intro)" by Tears for Fears plays over the arena's soundspeakers. But all in one voice the crowd screams "Here we Go" as lead vocalist Roland Orzabal does the same on the recording. But as the crowd looks toward the entranceway Nighthawk does not come out, instead only referee Sasha Brown.

Sasha Brown: “I have the following directive from PWA Commissioner the Butcher. If Nighthawk cannot answer the 10-count he immediately forfeits the match.”

(As a furious Kaito tries to break out of the ring, thus forcing the referee to restart his count, the caemra fades to the back and we see a pickup truck pulling up to the player’s entrance and Nighthawk, sporting a neck brace, gingerly walking out of the bed and towards the field. As he gets closer and closer Kaito again breaks the referee’s count by trying to get outside the ring. Without warning the lights dim slowly over the arena as the opening instrumentation of "Break It Down Again (Ecstasy of Gold Intro)" by Tears for Fears plays over the arena's soundspeakers. But all in one voice the crowd screams "Here we Go" as lead vocalist Roland Orzabal does the same on the recording, as a clearly-painful but furious Nighthawk limps to the top of the ramp, seconded by Maelstrom. Giving him a fist-pound the “Wrestling Machine” walks toward the ring with a look of fierydetermination in his eyes.)

"Layne Marshall: And his opponent... from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 185 pounds...

(Before Layne Marshall can finish introducing the challenger, the Seiryuu takes it upon himself to run the ropes, spring over the top rope and dropkick Nighthawk square in the face while at the end of the entrance ramp! The challenger’s head rockets back on his shoulders, and he flies onto his back. With a predatory grin, Jiraiya watches his stunned rival roll over, and stuggle to a kneeling position; he then runs forward, and clobbers the Chicago native with the Seiryuu Kikku shining back brain kick! Straddling his rival for a moment, Kaito soaks in the crowd's jeers, which become that much louder when he begins to slap his opponent across the back of his head! With a cruel grin, the Seiryuu proceeds to rip off his opponent's neck brace, and, after tossing it dismissively into the crowd, grabs his opponent in a rear waistlock, and hauls him to his feet. Nighthawk senses what's coming next, and desperately tries to block the move, but Kaito simply overpowers him, and takes him over with a Deadlift German Suplex that sends the challenger crashing neck-first onto the entrance ramp! The crowd falls dead silent as Kaito casually slides back into the ring, and orders Sasha Brown to start counting.)

*INSANE HEEL POP!*

Franks: What a despicable attack!

Quadros: I love it! Kaito's going to win this match before it ever really started!

( Nighthawk barely stirs as Brown starts his count: at the count of five, Hakw makes it to his hands and knees, and crawls toward the ring. As a "let's go Nighthawk" begins, Hawk pulls himself up to his feet, as Kaito shakes his head in disbelief. An infuriated champion charges forward as Nighthawk climbs onto the ring apron, and flips over his challenger, trying to take him down with a sunset flip powerbomb. Amazingly Nighthawk is somehow able to use the momentum of the move to execute a perfect hurricanrana that sends his adversary flying into the guard-rail!)

* HUGE COUNTER OUT OF NOWHERE POP! * ( The Wrestling Machine takes a moment to shake off the effects of the beating that he's suffered, and then regards his bitter rival through narrow slits as the latter struggles to rise. Hopping onto the apron, Hawk waits for his opponent to struggle to his feet, and then springboards off the second rope, and into a glorious asai moonsault that knocks his opponent back down. Hawk quickly assumes the mount and proceeds to drive a series of forearm shots into his opponent's head, before hauling him off the mat, and rolling him back into the ring. Nighthawk quickly hops back onto the ring apron, and slingshots into a guillotine legdrop., The Wrestling Machine simply waits for his opponent to rise, and then chops out his legs with a basement dropkick to the knee. The challenger then applies a spinning toehold and then converts it into a nasty-looking indian deathlock; Kaito sits up, and tries to nail his opponent with a chop, but Hawk calmly blocks the strike, and proceeds to add to his misery by applying an additional cravate.)

Franks: Good strategy by Nighthawk to work over the legs of his opponent! By doing so, he might not only force a submission, but make it that much harder for his opponent to make it back to his feet prior to the ten count!

(Cinching in the cravate tight Nighthawk leans back and pushes his legs upward, applying a disgusting inverted surfboard which draws a quick tap from the Seiryuu. Stepping back Nighthawk moves to a neutral corner as Sasha Brown begins the 10-count. getting up at 9 Kaito goes for a high kick only to have it blocked and hit with another cravate before rolling forward into a shoulder-and-head pinning combination that gets a 3-count, forcing Nighthawk to step back again to the ropes. As an infuriated Kaito gets to his feet at the count of 4, screaming curses in Japanese, the Seiryuu fires off a rapid-fire blitz of open-hand strikes to the stomach and short kicks to the side, eventually doubling the Wrestling Machine over. Using this as an opening Kaito hits a hooking kick to the back of the head, followed by a German Suplex Hold for a 3-count.)

Quadros: Hah! All the holds in the world aren't going to be much help when someone like Kaito is kicking you in the face, and working over your injured neck with those nasty high-impact maneuvers of his!

(As a satisfied Kaito steps back into a neutral corner waiting for Nighthawk to struggle to his feet, which he finally does at the heart-stopping count of 9 while holding his neck, the Seiryuu moves in to continue the assault, firing off a basement dropkick to the face to keep the Wrestling Machine on the defensive. Walking to the ring apron Kaito springboards into the ring feinting a guillotine legdrop but instead stops and insultingly hits a back heel kick to the face. Firing off a quick bootscrape on Nighthawk Kaito picks him up and hits a series of short knee strikes to the chin, following that up with a cravate of his own.)

Franks: I still can't get over the hatred that Kaito feels toward his former best friend! He seems to be taking every opportunity to make Nighthawk pay for challenging him yet again, in the most insulting manner that's hyumanly possible!

Quadros: Yeah, well, maybe one of these times, Nighthawk will get the point that he's just not good enough to defeat the Seiryuu! Not now...not ever!

(Spinning out of the cravate Nighthawk goes for a palm strike which Kaito ducks and lands a booming high round kick to the face that appears to crumple the Wrestling Machine almost in half. Covering quickly for a 3-count Kaito is so confident that he’s got the win that he doesn’t even stay in the ring but instead walks through the ropes and goes 1\4 of the way up the ramp, turning his back on the ring. But as Kaito starts walking up the ramp Nighthawk pulls himself up to his feet at the count of 9. Shaking his head in utter disbelief, Kaito quickly charges into the ring, and propels himself into a ferocious spinning heel kick that catches his woozy opponent square in the face. Wanting to make certain that he's down, Kaito scales the turnbuckles and sails off with the Imploding Senton that he calls Ryubakudan. Covering for yet another three count, Jiraiya hovers over his opponent, shouting insults as Brown tolls the count. Incredibly, Nighthawk is able to once again find the strength to crawl to his feet just before the ref reaches the ten count. Looking completely pissed, Kaito hauls his opponent to his feet, hoists him over his shoulder, and then nails him with the Cross-Legged Over the Shoulder Piledriver that serves as one of his most effective finishers!)

Franks: TODOME DA!

Quadros: That HAS to be it! Nice knowing ya, Hawk!

(The three count is a mere formality, and Kaito smirks as Brown tolls the count yet again. The smile on his face disappears, though Nighthawk somehow summons the energy to reach over to the ropes, and pull himself off the canvas, yet again, making it to his feet a split-second before the official stats to count "ten". With a muderous look in his eyes, Kaito shoves Hawk back into the corner, and then lays into him with a ridiculously extended series of machine gun chops that leave his chest an ugly mass of red welts. Kaito then places his opponent on the top rope, and climbs up after him, and then nails an Avalance Fisherman Buster. After the expected three count, Kaito doesn't wait for the official to toll the count; he simply hauls his woozy rival up by the hair, gives the throat slash signal, and then charges off the ropes while shouting "Jiendo!" at the top of his lungs!)

* ANTICIPATION POP! *

(Although he's been battered beyond belief, Nighthawk still has the presence of mind to counter with a drop toehold as his opponent charges at him. The challenger then chains this move immediately into his vaunted Hangman's Clutch, and an infuriated Kaito quickly taps. Up at the count of two, Jiraiya charges at his still groggy rival, only to have Nighthawk sidestep his attempted flying bicycle kick; before Kaito can react, the Wrestling Machine slides behind him, applies an inverted facelock, and then nails the Rolling Cutter he calls Deliverance! As the crowd goes crazy, Nighthawk then climbs to the top, and nails the Last Rites Shooting Star Press. The three count of course, is a formality, and the crowd is cheering wildly as the count along with Sasha Brown. However, the cheers are silenced when Kaito drags himself back to his feet at the very last moment.)

Franks: I...I cannot believe that Jiraiya was able to drag himself back to his feet after taking those high impact moves!

(Shaking his head, Nighthawk drops his opponent with a perfectly placed Roaring Elbow. Picking him up, Hawk nails a sick Spinning Palm Strike, and then goes to the top rope and flies off with a Skytwister Press that earns him another three count. Once again, the crowd erupts into cheers, and once again, they're disappointed when Kaito drags himself back to his feet at the count of 9! Shaking his head in disbelief, Nighthawk hauls his opponent up yet again, hoists him onto his shoulder,s and nails his Top-Spin Facebuster. He then goes back up top, and nails ANOTHER shooting star press, which once again earns a three count. However, the crowd;s cheers are silenced when Kaito once AGAIN is able to drag himself back to his feet at the count of Nine!)

Quadros: I know that Kaito's a samurai and all that, and I know that he's tough as hell, but this...this is amazing to watch! I guess Kaito really did mean when he said you're going to have to kill him to keep him down!

(Nighthawk looks incredibly frustarted, and takes his frustrations out upon the Seiryuu with a brutal Running Palm Strike that just about knocks the champion dead. Nighthawk then hauls his groggy opponent to his feet, and nails the Black Tornando Slam, and quickly transitions into a cravate crossface. Kaito weakly taps, and looks in no condition to make it back to his feet as his challenger implores him to please stay down! Kaito, being the uber-samurai that he is, just won't comply with this request, though; he drags himself back up at 9.999999, and actually earns a pretty impressive ovation in the process. Sighing, Nighthawk picks his opponent up, and tries once again for the Top Spin Facebuster...No! Kaito landed on his feet, and...are you kidding!? He nailed him with the Jiendo out of nowhere with the last bit of his strength!!!)

Quadros: HE'S GOT HIM! JIENDO! JIENDO! HE'S GOT HIM!

Franks: But it took everything out of Kaito to do that! This match SHOULD be over, but he's gotta make the cover, and he just can't do that right now! He just can't!

(Both men lie exhausted and battered on the mat; after what seems like an eternity, Kaito is finally able to roll over and drape an arm over Nighthawk for the three count. Kaito then falls flat on his back, seemingly unaware that Brown is tolling the ten count. Nighthawk looks to be just about knocked unconcious, but begins to stir at the count of "five", at the same time that Jiraiya finally pulls himself up. Rolling over onto his knees, Hawk somehow manages to stagger up to his feet at the very, very, very last possible moment, and Kaito's mouth drops open in disbelief as he regards the challenger slumped in the corner. With a primal scream, Jiraiya then runs forward, and hurls himself into a Handspring Enzuigiri that connects with such force that it's impact is heard throught the arena! Signalling that he's had quite enough of this, he then rolls outside the ring, rummages under the apron, and produces a ladder. After taking a moment to set it up, he then scales the ladder, and sails off into an attempted front-flip double stomp from the elevated surface!)

* CROWD SCREAMS IN HORROR!!!! *

( Incredibly, Hawk is somehow able to scramble to his feet, and then leaps into the air, and nails a spectacular Flipping Dropkick that catches him on the chin, and causes the champion to crash to the mat head-first, where he lies inert, save for a rather disturbing bit of twitching in his leg. Taking a deep, deep breath, the challenger then gathers himself as he makes his way out of the ring, and climbs up the ladder that's been set up. With the rowd in an absolute uproar, the challenger crosses himself, and then sails off into a truly spectacular 360 Shooting Star Press that connects squarely against his unmoving opponent! Hawk then rolls over, and uses very last little bit of strength to cover for the three count. The two remain motionless as the official begins the count...Incredibly, Kaito starts to stir at thye count of "six", and makes it to his knees at the count of "eight". The Seiryuu reaches out to grab the ropes...and misses, causing him to fall forward onto his face as the official reaches the count of "ten!")

Layne Marshall: Ladies and Gentlemen...your winner, and NEW PWA Light Heavyweight Champions....."NIGHTHAWK"!!!

Franks: HE DID IT! NIGHTHAWK ACHIEVES HIS DREAM, AND IS THE NEW LIGHT HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!!!!

Quadros: Yeah, well, Nighthawk may have won the championship, but Kaito won everyone's respect tonight! After all, he made more of an effort to make it to his feet after that last move! As far as I'm concerned he's the hero of this match, not Nighthawk!

Franks: They're both heroes, as far as I'm concerned...because that was one of the most grueling matches that I've ever seen!

(Nighthawk continues to lie on the mat, unable to get to his feet, and can only smile slightly as he cradles the chambionship belt to his chest. As EMT's stream into the ring to attend to the two wrestlers, the corwd breaks into a "That was awesome!" chant, and rises to their feet to applaud the efforts of both men in this Light-Heavyweight match.)

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TNW World Heavyweight Championship
Hell in a Cell
Written by: Joe

vs.

Franks: Up next, we have a TNW World title match!!

Quadros: It's not even the main event! The people are in for a treat! They get to see the TNW World Champion Butcher defend his title for the last time.

Franks: The last time The Butcher defended his title, he defeated two TNW Hall of fame members. Valentine Lionheart and Bryce Michaels.

Quadros: That was almost a year ago!

Franks: It was five months ago, jerk!

The lights start to flicker, and "Wild Out" by the Lox blare through the loud speakers. Shaun Andrews starts walking down the ramp way with his navy blue wrestling tights. The fan's greet Shaun Andrews with mostly boo's. Shaun ignores the fan's as only he can. He walks down the rampway and toward the ring. Shaun enters the cage door and enters the ring. He awaits the World champion.

Franks: Here comes the World Champion!!

Just then, "Nutshell" by Alice in Chains begins to pour out of the PA system and the crowd goes absolutely ape spank as The Butcher makes his way out from the back. He's wearing jeans and a black t-shirt, holding the World Title up high above his head, acknowledging the fans. The Butcher walks up the steel steps and steps between the ropes, then finally looks out at everybody as he raises the Championship title belt over his head. He then turns his attention to the challenger, who is beckoning for him to enter the ring. Cautiously, Butcher does and stares them down as Freddy Ferdinand begins the introductions.

Franks: I'm getting chills down my spine already! I can't wait!

Quadros: Me either!! This will be the last we see of The Butcher!!

Franks: I never thought I would be saying this again. All right...here we go. The TNW title is up for grabs! The Butcher and Shaun Andrews are in the middle of the ring. They are set for action!

Quadros: This could steal the show!

Franks: What a understatement!

Quadros: Look who it is, Freddy Ferdinand and Mike Hart. Two TNW loaylist!

Franks: Freddy is about to introduce these two warriors.

Ferdinand: The following contest is a Grudge match! It will be a Hell In The Cell Match! And it is for the TNW World Heavyweight Championship!

The fan's start to cheer TNW...TNW...

Franks: I got chills down my spine!

Ferdinand: Introducing first from Philadelphia PA, he is the former TNW Franchise, Non Stop, and Tag team champion. He weighed in at 207 pounds... Here is "THE SHOOTER" SHAUUUNNN ANNNDRRREEWWSSSS!!!!!

Shaun Andrews starts to punch the air, and as he does so he looks directly in The Butcher's eyes. The crowd boo's Andrews!

Ferdinand: And his opponent... from Harlem, New York... weighing in at 267 pounds... The Former TNW TAG TEAM CHAMPION. HE is the current two-time TNW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION... "THE EXTREME LEGEND" THE BUTCHERRRRRRR!!!

The Butcher and Shaun Andrews just now locked up...and Butcher throws in a huge forearm, and another. Shaun Andrews is starting to rock now as Shaun throws in forearm after forearm!

Butcher holds the title above his head for all to see as the fans decide that someone in this match has to be cheered, so it might as well be him. They show their appreciation by showering him and the ring with dozens of black and orange streamers that end up draping themselves over the ropes and over Butcher himself. Butcher removes the streamers from his body and hands the belt over to the referee. As the ring crew begins to clear the ring of the streamers, Mike Hart shows Shaun Andrews the World Title belt.

Franks: These fans are 100% behind The Butcher in this match!

Quadros: That's not saying much! The people feel sorry for the old man.

Franks: No, not at all! He is a Hall of Famer and a Two time TNW World champion for a reason!

The Butcher with a whip off the ropes to Shaun, and Andrews on his way back now. OH! The Butcher goes for a clothesline, but it is skillfully alluded by The Butcher who bounces off the ropes once again. Shaun Andrews on his way back, and The Butcher goes for another clothesline, but again...Shaun Andrews ducks it. The Butcher now..turns around, he's waiting on Andrews who's returning yet again....OH!! The Butcher With A Big Drop Kick Takes Shaun Andrews down to the mat.

Franks: That was impressive!!

Quadros: You know...it just dawned on me....that ain't a regular cage..

Franks: Whoa...Your right. In all the excitement..I didn't notice, but that's a hell in a cell!

Quadros: Damn. That means them they really are trapped!

Butcher now has Dream back up, and he's applied a nice standing head lock. Shaun Andrews walks The Butcher back to the ropes, and throws him off with a shove. The Butcher on his way back, Shaun is standing stout. Bam! Butcher is the one who got took down with that shoulder tackle. Shaun now hits off the opposite ropes, but Butcher hops over onto his stomach. Shaun jumps over Butcher, and bounces off the other ropes as well! Butcher up, and Andrews on his way back...Hip Toss by Butch... OH! Reversed by ANDREWS ! REVERSED AGAIN BY BUTCHER!! REVERSED AGAIN BY ANDREWS!!! OH NO!! THEY ARE TO CLOSE TO THE ROPES!!

Franks: OH SHIT!!

Quadros: I SECOND THAT OH SHIT!!

Shaun Andrews was able to reverse that one at the last second, and it paid off in a big way...seeing as he Hip Tossed The Butcher right over the top rope, and to the concrete below! And Shaun's waisting no time as he hops out there after him. Grabbing The Butcher up by the hair of the head, he...OH! Just tagged him on those steel steps face first! Shaun now has Butcher again, and gives him a hard fling right into that steel cage door! Butcher bounces off.....and OH!! SHAUN ANDREWS WITH A DROP KICK THAT SENDS THE BUTCHER RIGHT BACK INTO THE STEEL!!!

Franks: Andrews is being relentless!!

Quadros: Is that somehow a surprise?

Shaun is over there now...and he's got Butcher by the head, and he's just grinding Butcher's face into that steel mesh of the cage.

Franks: OH SHIT! This is getting brutal already. The Butcher is busted open!

Quadros: Blood...give me the blood! HAHAHA!!

The referee is trying to get Shaun Andrews back inside, but he's having none of it. Shaun pulls Butcher up once more......whipping him away from the cage, and OH!!! SPINNING HIM AROUND, AND WHIPPING HIM RIGHT BACK INTO THAT STEEL DOOR!!! Shaun now just rolled into the ring, and he's right back out.....grabbing up The Butcher, he just helped the champion into the ring as well. Shaun slides into the ring now...and OH! Drops a fist right down into Butcher's forehead. Shaun Andrews is up...and YET AGAIN drops that fist right down onto The Butcher!

Quadros: Andrew's owning that washed up champion! Great Champ my ass!

Shaun Andrews is up again, and now he's helping Butcher up and into a corner. OH! Hard right hand to Butcher. Another one!

Quadros: I tell you... Shaun is really having his way with the champ!

Shaun now....grabs Butcher around the hand, and gives him a hard whip to the opposite side...

Franks:WAIT!!

There's a reversal! strikes the turnbuckles HARD!!! Out he comes...OH!! Caught with a running lariat by Butcher! Shaun back up...RUNNING LARIET by Butcher!!! Shaun Andrews back up..OH! Right hand after right hand..driving him back towards the ropes... The Butcher backs up, gets a head full of steam....OH!! CLOTHESLINE RIGHT UP & OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE CONCRETE!!!

Franks: ANDREWS IS OUT!!

Quadros: SHIT!!

Franks: It's pay back time!!

Butcher hops out of the ring, and jerks Shaun up! Shaun is trying to escape, but Butcher will have none of it.....OH! DRIVING ANDREW'S FACE RIGHT INTO THAT STEEL CAGE!! The is really trash talking Andrews now, and he's got him by the hair of the head.....OH!! JUST RAN HIM HEAD FIRST INTO THAT STEEL RING POST!! Shaun recoils off like a deer getting struck with a bullet!

Franks: The old man gets stronger as that match goes on! This is great!

Quadros: Oh please!

The Butcher jerks Shaun up again, and gives him a toss into the steel cage.

Franks: OUCH! Andrews just ate the steel on that one!

The Butcher takes a few steps back, and here he goes....OH!! SHAUN MOVED OUT OF THE WAY OF THAT BIG SPLASH, AND BUTCHER JUST TOOK ON THE CAGE!! The Extreme Legend is busted open with that one, and Shaun is crawling over to the cage to help himself up. Shaun Andrews now....pulling Butcher up. Has him by the back of the head, and runs him strong RIGHT INTO THAT STEEL DOOR!!

Franks: Damned If I don't think that thing will break before it's over with!

Shaun takes Butcher now..and throws him back into the ring quickly. Shaun now pulls up Butcher, and throws him off the ropes....the champ on his way back.....OH!! Hard Back Elbow thunders Butcher down to the mat..and here's Shaun with a cover!! 1..2..KICK OUT!!

Franks: HEY! What is that ref doing?

::The camera closes up on a referee never seen before on PWA television. He is none other than TNW's Senior Referee Mike Hart. He reaches up to the cage door, and begins unlocking the masterlock padlock with a set of keys. He then throws it to the ground, and slowly...slinks off out of the spotlight behind the ramp way.::

Quadros: Hrm?

Franks: What the hell was that? That Mike Hart just took the damn Masterlock off the cage door!! Who was that? I...I smell a set up!

Quadros: Yeah!! The Butcher set Andrews up!!

Franks: Shut up Quadros! Damn it! I guess we'll just have to wait and see what happens!

Shaun has The Butcher up, and he just hooked him for a suplex..but Butcher counters it with a foot locked behind Shaun's knee. Shaun goes for it again...but again...The Butcher counters....the fans cheering now.. AND OH!! The Butcher counters with a Suplex of his own! The Butcher and Shaun Andrews both are down on the canvas, and the ref is starting a ten count!! 1...2.....3......4.....5......6..... The Butcher is moving....

Quadros: Come on Shaun!! Don't tank it!

The Butcher is up..as is Andrews...they've seen each other. OH! The Butcher with a hard right hand to Andrews! OH! Shaun Andrews with a retaliation to The Butcher.

Franks: These two are just trading punches now, back and forth! This is getting crazy!

Shaun Andrews and Butcher continue exchanging punches, rocking each other back and forth. Shaun gets the upperhand and punches The Butcher a few times, then kicks him in the gut and boots him in the head. Shaun starts slapping his leg, but then the lights suddenly go out. When the lights are back on, Andrews is looking around, confused, and Butcher is getting to his knees. Shaun Andrews goes to do his finisher, Rap it Up, when suddenly a wire is wrapped around his neck and latches on. He's pulled back, his neck already bleeding from the thin wire. He turns to face a cloaked man, standing there, looking at Andrews. Underneath the cloak you see a malicious smile...a familiar smile. He throws off the cloak dramatically and reveals himself, holding the wire steadily to the shocked Shaun Andrews.

Franks: No...no...no!!! WHAT IS THE FORMER TNW OWNER DOING? DAZ VAN DYKE IS SCREWING SHAUN ANDREWS!!!!

Quadros: Don't you mean, THE BUTCHER IS SCREWING ANDREWS!!!

Daz Van Dyke pulls on the wire, sending Andrews sprawling on top of the cage, trying to get underneath the wire to pull it off, but it's to far in, cutting, and he can't get at it. He pulls himself to a kneeling position and looks at Daz as the few exchange some words for a few minutes. All of a sudden, Van Dyke boots Andrews all out in the face. Almost slow motion like, Shaun rears back, blood splurging from his nose. He falls with a hard crash to the cage, it bending under his fall. Daz comes over and stands over Shaun's fallen form, smiling his sick smile. All of a sudden, The Butcher looks up and sees Daz Van Dyke and goes to stop him, but Daz points to The Butcher, who stops and backs off, Daz Van Dyke staring him down, his hard glare sending Butcher back. Daz turns to Shaun and smiles. Out of nowhere The Butcher nails with a closed fist. Van Dyke stumbles, and Downtown Drop!!! A Sit-out Powerbomb on Van Dyke!

Franks: The Butcher nailed Daz!! I guess The Butcher wasn't involved!! I knew it!!

Quadros: I'm not so sure about that!

Franks: You're not sure about a lot of things!

Quadros: Here comes Mum Van Dyke!!

Franks: What the hell!! Daz Van Dyke's Mother!

The Butcher is looking at Andrews but surprisingly he hasn't gone for the pin. The Butcher see's Mum Van Dyke enter the ring. Mum enters the caged ring by going through the gate. The Butcher shouts at Mum and tells her to leave the ring before she gets hurts. Mum smacks The Butcher right across the face. The Butcher grabs her by her old dyed blue hair. But here comes Jose' Jose!

Franks: This is getting beyond crazy!

Quadros: I know that's right!

The Butcher lays out Mum Van Dyke with a bionic elbow to the top of her head. Jose' Jose gets into the ring!

Franks: Jose' Jose has to protect his woman!

Quadros: That's funny!! But sadly, it's true!

The Butcher goes to work on Jose' Jose as soon as her steps foot in the ring. The Butcher grabs Jose' Jose by his hair. The TNW World champion throws Jose' Jose into the steel cage. Jose' Jose falls to his back. The Butcher gets on top of Jose' Jose and pounds Jose' Jose with left and right closed fist. Blood drips down the forehead of Jose' Jose. Shaun Andrews gets to his feet. Andrews is just barely up, he is holding onto the rope to keep his balance. The Butcher ask Andrews if he can continue. Shaun Andrews gains full balance and rolls out the ring and exits the cage.

Franks: Andrews can't continue anymore! He is forfeiting the match!

Quadros: No!! Wait!

Shaun Andrews starts to climb the top of the steel cage. The Butcher see's Andrews climbing and he immediately gets out of the ring and follows Andrews up the cage.

Franks: This is wild!! To say the least!!

Quadros: Wild? That's the understatement of the year! Look at this, TNW Referee Mike Hart is climbing the cage as well!

The crowd starts chanting TNW lives!!! TNW lives!!!

About eight members of PWA's security comes out to escort Jose' Jose, Mum Van Dyke, and her son Daz Van Dyke out the ring. All three of them show little resistant and they corporate with security and walk backstage.

Quadros: What a happy family those three are!

Franks: Indeed!! Ha Ha!

Shaun Andrews backs off and out of respect he lets The Butcher get to the top of the cage. Mike Hart is up on the top of the cage as well. Shaun Andrews and The Butcher lock up in the middle of the cage. Andrews is able to duck under The Butcher and gets behind him. Shaun Andrews goes for a german suplex, but The Butcher elbows the already bloodied nose of Shaun Andrews. Another elbow by the Butcher to the nose of Andrews. The last elbow causes Andrews to release The Butcher. The Butcher turns around kicks Andrews in the midsection. Double Arm ddt on Andrews!! Andrews face got planned on top of the steel cage! It slightly dented the cage. The Butcher goes for the cover 1...2...2.999829! KICK OUT!!!

Franks: That was close!!

The Butcher gets up and drops a elbow across the chest of Shaun Andrews. Butcher now grabs Andrews by his Mohawk and lifts him up. Butcher picks Andrews up and attempts Downtown Drop. As he goes for the Sitdown Piledriver. Shaun Andrews is able to lift the Butcher over his head to reverse the move. The Butcher's back hit hard against the top of the cage. Andrews is waiting for The Butcher to get to his feet. Andrews is sneaking behind The Butcher, The Butcher gets up and Shaun Andrews locks his finishing move, Rap it up on the Butcher! Shaun Andrews has the Tazmission in deep.

Franks: I don't know how much of this The Butcher can take!

Quadros: I don't think there is much left in his tank.

Shaun Andrews locks his legs around the hips of The Butcher and yanks back. But The Butcher is fighting it passing out. With a last ditch effort The Butcher falls straight back into the cage... OH SHIT!!!! THE FORCE OF THE BUTCHER'S BODY JUST BROKE THE CENTER OF THE CAGE!!! SHAUN ANDREWS AND THE BUTCHER BOTH FELL THROUGH THE CAGE!! THE BUTCHER AND SHAUN ANDREWS ARE BOTH KNOCKED OUT!!! MIKE HART IS CONFUSED, HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!!

Quadros: This doesn't look good!! They both need medical attention!

Franks: I'm speechless!! Is it really worth it? Seriously!

Quadros: The TNW World title has meant more than any other title in the last three years! TNW may be dead, along with the last challenger for the title. Shaun isn't moving!!!

Franks: Look at The Butcher, he isn't doing much better!

Mike Hart nervously starts climbing back down the cage. It takes Mike about three minutes, and he finally makes it down the cage safe. Mike enters the ring. He checks on both wrestlers and starts to make a standing ten count!

Franks: What? He isn't calling this match off?

Quadros: Not yet!

Mike Hart starts his count. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...te... The Butcher gets a arm on the chest of Shaun Andrews. Mike Hart makes the cover 1....2....2.999999999999 KICK OUT!!! KICK OUT!!!! SHAUN GOT A SHOULDER UP!!!

Franks: OH SHIT!!

Once again the fan's start to chant TNW...TNW...TNW...TNW!!!!!

Franks: Music to my ears!

The Butcher is crawling to the ropes, and he manages to pull himself up. He leans on the ropes for a second and goes over to Shaun Andrews and drags Andrews up by his Mohawk. The Butcher with a kick to the guy and he hits a Cradle DDT on Andrews. The Butcher goes for the cover and hooks the leg, Mike Hart counts 1..2..thre.. NO!!! KICK OUT!!! The Butcher gets up for a minute and gets a brief rest as he waits for Shaun Andrews to get back to his feet. Shaun Andrews gets up. The Butcher sizes Andrews up. The Butcher goes for a SPEAR, but Andrews is able to move out the way! It looked like Andrews just fell, and he didn't even know the Spear was coming!! The Butcher just nailed referee Mike Hart. Mike Hart is out!!!

Franks: Shaun Andrews is a luck man!! If he wasn't so warn out, he would of got nailed by the spear!! Now we have no referee!!

Quadros: Great instincts Shaun!!

The Butcher gets up he attempts to wake up Mike Hart, but Shaun Andrews get back to his feet as well. Shaun creeps behind The Butcher and applies his finisher once again "Rap it Up". With the referee knocked out, the Butcher muel kicks Shaun Andrews in the balls, causing Shaun to release the hold. Butcher turns around and Downtown Drop!!! A Sit-out Powerbomb finally connects on Shaun Andrews!!! The Butcher's finishing move!!! BUT MIKE HART IS STILL KNOCKED OUT COLD!!!

Franks: Andrews is pinned!! We need another referee!! 1...2...3... That's all you have to do Hart!!

Quadros: Andrews had Butcher beat earlier! But Daz Van Dyke ruined that!

The Butcher goes back to try and wake Mike Hart up. Mike Hart is finally up! He makes a slow count 1.......2.....2.9456935!! ANOTHER KICK OUT!!! ANDREWS KICKED OUT!!! The Butcher picks up Andrews, but as he does so Andrews with a sneaky headbutt that drives The Butcher back. Andrews than grabs the TNW World Champion in a bearhug but he quickly delivers a belly to belly suplex. Andrews goes for the cover. 1.....2...kick out!! Andrews is up, and so is The Butcher. Andrews with a double leg take down, but he turns it into a slam. Andrews to the neck of The Butcher and puts him in a rear naked choke. Mike Hart is checking on The Butcher. The Butcher is able to roll out of it quickly and get back to his feet. Andrews is up and well, and the Butcher with a big right hand that sends Andrews down. Andrews pops back up, and the Butcher swings and misses. Shaun with a left jab, and Andrews followed is up with a spinning heel kick to the stomach of The Butcher, and he followed it up with a cradle ddt. Andrews with the cover 1...2...thr... KICK OUT!!!

Franks: That was close!!

Shaun Andrews rolls out the ring, and exits the cage. Andrews spots a steel chair near the announce table. He folds it up, and takes it back into the ring with him. The Butcher is up to his feet, and he notices Andrews has a chair in his hands. Before Andrews can get in the ring, The Butcher baseball slides. Andrews got kicked right in the face with the baseball slide, Andrews is now down. The Butcher gets out the ring, and grabs the steel chair from the ground. The Butcher gets the chair as Andrews gets to his feet. The Butcher with a Barry Bonds swing and miss with the chair. The chair is noticeably bent from hitting the steel cage. Andrews with a low blow on The Butcher that cause The Butcher to drop to one knee. Shaun Andrews with a side kick to the ribs of The Butcher. Shaun throws The Butcher face first into the cage. Blood is everywhere from both men. Shaun Andrews catches the Butcher after he throws him into the cage and goes for a german suplex, but a muel kick to the nuts of Andrews by The Butcher!!

Franks: That evened things out a bit!

Quadros: That Butcher is a cheater!

Andrews gets to a knee and gets back into the ring, and The Butcher does the same. Both men are on there feet. The Butcher with a right hook to the side of the face of Andrews that makes Andrews fall to the canvas. Andrews pops back up and is sent back down with another Butcher right hook. Andrews up one more time, and one more time The Butcher with a right hook but Andrews ducks the hook and follows up with a left body punch. Andrews attempts a side suplex and connects. Andrews rolls over and goes for another side suplex and connects with it. Onces more Andrews rolls over and tries for the three Amigos but it's blocked by Butcher as he puts his leg in between Shaun's to stop it. The Butcher with a body shot to the ribs, and he goes for a small package roll up. Mike Hart makes the cover 1....2...THREE!!!! The Butcher retains the TNW WORLD TITLE!!!!!!=

Franks: OH MY!!! WHAT A MATCH!!!

Quadros: Damnit!! Andrews can't get over the hump!

Franks: That was one hell of a match!!

Ferdinand: THE WINNER OF THE MATCH.... AND STILL TNW WORLD CHAMPION!!!! THE BUTCCCCCHHHERRR!!!!!

Franks: WOW!!!

Andrews and The Butcher faces are both covered with blood. They stand in the middle of the ring staring at one another. Mike Hart hands The Butcher the world title. The Butcher puts it on his shoulder and extends his hand to Andrews out of respect. Andrews shakes Butcher's hand and knods his head. "Nutshell" by Alice in Chains blare through the loud speakers. All you can hear throughout the arena is the fan's singing along to The TNW World champions famous theme music. The Butcher stands alone in the middle of the ring with The World title in his hands. Confetti pours down, even more so than the blood dripping down The TNW World champions face.

Franks: WOW!! This wasn't even the mainevent!

Quadros: Did you see Andrews shake The Butcher's hand? DAMMIT!!

Franks: It's going to take awhile to get all this blood of the mat.

Quadros: Dammit!! Dammit, Andrews!!

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No Disqualifications Match
Written by: Nate

vs.

Layne Marshall: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is to be wrestled under No Disqualification rules. Introducing first, hailing from Miami, Florida and weighing in at two hundred and ninety-seven pounds. He is “The Featured Attraction” JJ Biggs!

"Voices" by Disturbed hits the speaker system as the crowd stands up and rains down a chorus of boos! The curtain brushes aside and JJ Biggs walks out onto the top of the stage, with his manager Michael Bourne next to him. He slaps his chest 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 t-shirt and he acts as if he's going to throw it into the crowd, but instead he hands it to Bourne.

Marshall: Introducing his opponent, hailing from Ogden, Utah and weighing in at one hundred and seventy-five pounds. He is the former owner of the PWA, Chris Wilkins!

"Bleed it Out" by Linkin Park begins to play in the arena. As the chorus starts, a blast of fireworks come out from the entrance ramp and smoke starts to fill the arena. It begins to clear and standing on the stage are Chris Wilkins and Jessi Colter, holding hands. They walk down to the ring and when they reach ringside, they kiss then Jessi goes to the side of the ring as Chris slides in. He gets on a turnbuckle and raises his arms.

The bell rings. Chris Wilkins wastes no time as he charges in Biggs’ direction and he nails him with a Clothesline that sends Biggs stumbling backwards into the corner. Wilkins keeps on him with multiple right hands and a few occasional lefts. This offense has caught Biggs off-guard and he still doesn’t know what’s going on. Wilkins grabs Biggs’ head and he nails the bigger man with a Head-Butt. Biggs holds onto his head with his right hand, but he manages to come to his sense and he drills Wilkins with a powerful left European Uppercut. Biggs follows it up by just man-handling Wilkins by pushing him full-force onto his ass. Biggs regroups before climbing onto the second rope. He doesn’t have time to react, however, as Wilkins is back up and he charges into the corner and he manages to climb all the way to the top in one fluent motion. He hooks his legs around Biggs’ head and he hit’s the bigger man with a Hurricanrana from the top rope! Wilkins gets back to his feet in a hurry and he plays to the crowd, which has started a loud “Wilkins! Wilkins! Wilkins!” chant.

Franks: I never expected Chris Wilkins to come into this match with this particular game plan. He took it to Biggs from the beginning and he hasn’t let up!

Quadros: I have to agree! Wilkins seems to be rather focused so far in this match!

Wilkins leaves Biggs lying in the ring and he exits the ring. He throws the ring apron up and he looks under the ring for some weapons. He pulls out a trash can full of different weapons and he launches it over the top rope. He goes back under the ring and he pulls out a steel chair. Meanwhile, inside the ring, Biggs has managed to get back to his feet. Wilkins stands upright with the chair and Biggs runs towards the ropes and he hits Wilkins with a Baseball Slide. This caused the chair to smash into Wilkins face and he stumbles backwards and falls onto the floor. Biggs slides to the outside and he picks up the steel chair. He has a sick grin on his face as he raises the chair to hit his opponent, but Colter comes up behind him and she snatches the chair away. She drops it quickly to the floor, however, as she takes off like a bat out of hell when Biggs turns around.

Franks: Why‘s Michael just standing there? He should have been watching Jessi to make sure she didn’t do something like she just did!

Quadros: Michael? He’s scared of Jessi!

Franks: Good point.

Biggs takes a couple of steps in Jessi’s direction, but then decides to let it go as he turns back around and walks towards Wilkins. Biggs bends down to pick up Wilkins, but Wilkins has had enough time to recover and he quickly crawls between Biggs’ legs. As he’s getting back to his feet he picks up the steel chair. Biggs turns around and Wilkins levels him with a echoing chair shot. Biggs stumbles backwards and he almost hit’s the floor, but he manages to stay on his feet. Wilkins hesitates for a moment before throwing the chair at Biggs. Out of instinct, Biggs catches the chair and Wilkins immediately slams the chair in Biggs’ face using a Spinning Back Kick. Biggs stumbles backwards and he eventually stumbles and falls on the ramp.

Franks: What a shot that was! Biggs looks to be down and out already.

Quadros: What do you mean “already?” It took two chair shots to knock him down and it appeared to me he simply stumbled over the elevation of the ramp!

Franks: Either way, he doesn’t seem to be moving up.

Wilkins leaves Biggs lying there and he walks back over to the ring. He lifts the apron once again and he goes digging for more weapons. He slides out two tables on top of each other. He picks one up and he slides it into the ring. He picks the other one up and he sets it up on the outside of the ring. By this time, Biggs has managed to get to a knee. The last chair shot has busted him open and he’s bleeding a fair amount from the cut on his forehead. Wilkins sees this as a golden opportunity and he charges at Biggs and nails him with a Shining Wizard! Biggs collapses back down to the steel ramp as Wilkins gets back to his feet. Wilkins once again leaves Biggs lying there and he walks back towards the ring. He slides into the ring and he sets up the table that he slid into the ring earlier. Meanwhile, this allows Biggs the time he needs to get back to his feet on the outside. He stumbles his way back towards the ring and Wilkins notices this. He exits the ring onto the ring apron and he springboards off the middle rope. He clears the table that he had set up earlier and he lands on an unsuspecting Biggs with a Springboard Moonsault!

Franks: Did you see that? He cleared the table! That was amazing.

Quadros: Yes, I saw it. Indeed it was quite amazing.

Wilkins gets to his feet and he plays to the crowd once again. The crowd is going insane for him. He has a smile on his face as he picks his bigger opponent up and he manages to roll him into the ring. Wilkins slides into the ring as well and he covers Biggs for the first pinfall of the match, 1.……………2.………KICK OUT! Wilkins quickly gets to his feet and he exits the ring onto the apron. He starts climbing to the top, but Bourne comes over and he grabs onto Wilkins’ leg and prevents him from climbing to the top. Wilkins manages to free his leg and he nails Bourne in the forehead with a boot. Bourne hits the floor like a sack of rocks. Wilkins climbs to the top and the crowd rises to their feet in anticipation. Wilkins turns around so that his back is facing the ring and it looks as if he’s going to go for another Moonsault, but Biggs quickly gets to his feet and he runs over and pushes Wilkins off the top and he flies into the first row of the audience! A big “Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!” chant starts as Wilkins and a few of the Hammerfist security guards and fans he landed on all lay down and out.

Franks: Holy, did you see that? Wilkins just flew into the first row! That’s the danger of high-risk!

Quadros: That’s also the danger of purchasing front row tickets! I hope those fans are okay!

Biggs leans on the top turnbuckle for a moment before turning and walking over to the pile of weapons that came out of the trash can. He grabs a kendo stick and he drops to the mat. He rolls out of the ring and walks over to the crowd. He reaches over the barricade and he grabs a handful of Wilkins’ hair and he pulls him to his feet and he throws him over the barricade using his hair. Colter is near trying to check on Wilkins and Biggs threatens to hit her with the kendo stick, which causes her to back up. Biggs once again grabs a handful of Wilkins’ hair and he pulls him up to his feet. He leans Wilkins against the barricade and he stands in front of him. Biggs raises the kendo stick above his head and he cracks it down with some impact over the top of Wilkins’ head. Wilkins remains up dazed for a bit before sliding down the barricade to the floor. Biggs moves to the side and he sets up like he’s a baseball player waiting on someone to throw him the baseball. Then, he swings the kendo stick wildly and he smashes it against Wilkins’ face! Wilkins slides down the wall on his side and he lies motionless on the ground.

Franks: Oh, my God! Wilkins might be knocked unconscious after that one!

Quadros: Homerun!

Biggs drops the kendo stick to the ground and he grabs Wilkins. He slides him into the ring and Biggs slides in, as well. He hooks the leg as the referee counts, 1.………………2.…………..KICK OUT! Unbelievable, Wilkins managed to kick out just before the three count! Biggs can’t believe it as he grabs two handfuls of his hair in frustration. He wipes some of the blood away from his forehead before getting back to his feet. He lifts Wilkins to his feet and he sends him flying into the corner via an Irish Whip. Wilkins almost stumbles, but he manages to make it into the corner. Biggs charges into the corner with a huge Big Splash. Biggs takes a few steps back and Wilkins stumbles forward from the corner. Biggs knees Wilkins in the mid-section and he lifts him up for a Biggs implant! He falls down to the mat causing Wilkins’ head to bounce off of it with a thud. Biggs once again goes for the pinfall as the referee counts, 1.…………………………2.……………………KICK OUT!!!!!

Franks: How did he kick out after that? He has gone through so much punishment and then Biggs hit him with the move that has won him many matches over his career. I thought it was over!

Quadros: It was over! The referee’s hand hit the mat before Wilkins’ got his shoulder up!

Franks: He did not! He had his shoulder up before the referee’s hand hit the mat, which is why the match is still continuing!

Biggs shakes his head in disgust as he gets back to his feet. Bourne has made it back to his feet and Biggs yells at him to get him a chair. Bourne looks under the ring and he pulls one out. He hands it to Biggs, who turns around to find Wilkins gone. He has actually rolled out of the ring, or maybe Jessi pulled him out, as he’s lying outside and she’s checking on him. Biggs shakes his head before dropping to the mat and rolling to the outside. He chases Jessi off with the chair. While she’s running, she runs into Michael, who is trying to act tough. She simply grabs him and knees him in the crotch. He hits the floor with a thud and Biggs just shakes his head. Franks: Ouch!

Quadros: Double ouch.

Biggs holds the chair in one hand and he pulls Wilkins up to his feet with the other. He leans Wilkins against the ring post and he goes to swing the chair. Wilkins manages to move at the last moment and Biggs hits the ring post with the chair. It makes a loud bell-like sound and Biggs drops the chair and shakes his hands. Biggs says to hell with this and he rolls into the ring, leaving Wilkins on the outside. Wilkins gets to his feet and he picks up the steel chair. He enters the ring, as well. Both men are up and Wilkins acts as if he’s going to hit Biggs in the head with the chair, which causes him to brace himself for that blow, but instead Wilkins adjusts and he hits Biggs in the knee with the chair. Biggs’ knee immediately gives out and he drops to a knee.

Franks: That was a smart move by Chris. We all know that Biggs has serious problems with that knee.

Wilkins doesn’t hesitate before drilling Biggs over the top of the head with the chair. Wilkins does it again, and again, and as Biggs is falling to the mat, he swings wildly again and he connects for one final shot. Biggs is lying motionless on the mat. Bourne climbs onto the ring apron and he’s shouting at Wilkins, trying to buy time to see if Biggs is ever going to come to. Wilkins has had it with Bourne as he swings and smashes the already dented chair over Bourne’s head, which causes him to fall backwards off the ring apron and into the table that was set up on the outside earlier in the match!

Franks: Well, I think it’s safe to say that Bourne won’t be a problem the rest of this match.

Quadros: How can you say it like that? He’s seriously hurt! You didn’t even have an ounce of care in your voice!

Franks: I’m sorry, but he deserved it.

Wilkins, who is bleeding from the kendo stick shots earlier, drops the chair and he walks over to the table he set up earlier. He scoots it a bit closer to the corner and he walks over to the pile of weapons. He grabs the trash can and the lid that came out of it and he sets both items under the table. He then walks back over to the pile of weapons and he grabs a street sign and another kendo stick and he sets it on the table. He walks back over to Biggs and he manages to pull the bigger man to his feet. He struggles to stay on his own feet as he walks Biggs over to the table. He rolls Biggs on the table and he walks back over to the steel chair. To make sure he stays down, Wilkins once again clocks him with the chair, and this time he looks to be unconscious. Wilkins then places the chair across Biggs’ chest and he walks back over to the weapons. He grabs another street sign and another trash can lid. He sets the chair, sign, and lid on top of Biggs’ lifeless body.

Franks: What the hell does Wilkins have in mind?

Quadros: I have no idea, but whatever it is it can’t end pretty!

Wilkins wipes some of the blood away from his face as he stumbles over to the corner. He exits the ring through the middle rope and he slowly climbs to the top. He looks down at Jessi and he blows her a kiss before jumping off the top rope and executing a huge 450 Splash! The crowd is going insane with another “Holy shit!” chant!

Franks: Oh, my God! Look at the carnage in that ring! Oh, my God! Both of these men might be dead! Oh, my God!

Quadros: What did he just do? That was insane!

Indeed, it was insane, and indeed there is quite a lot of carnage. However, Wilkins arm is over Biggs and the referee finally realizes this. He drops down to make the count, 1.…………………………..2.………………………..KICK OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Franks: What? He got his shoulder up!

Quadros: Oh, my God! How the hell did he manage to do that?

Neither of the men are moving, but one thing is for sure and that is that this match will continue! The crowd is still going crazy after that one. Wilkins shows a bit of movement as he manages to move himself out of the pile of carnage. He’s unable to get to his feet and Jessi is right next to him on the outside of the ring trying to check on him. Wilkins slowly tries to get to his feet as he uses the ropes for leverage. Eventually, he is able to get up and he stumbles over to the pile of weapons. He grabs a handful of Biggs’ hair and he starts to pull his bloodied and battered opponent to his feet, but Biggs comes alive long enough to nail Wilkins with a low blow. Wilkins drops to the mat and Biggs stays on his knees. He’s trying to find enough energy to get to his feet.

Franks: I admire these two competitors after this match. They both deserve to walk out of here the victor.

Quadros: But only one of them can!

Biggs finally gets to his feet and he walks over and he pulls Wilkins up to his feet. He nails Wilkins with a European Uppercut that sends him stumbling back a little. But then Wilkins comes forward and he knees Biggs in the midsection. Wilkins sets him up for and hit’s the Last Shot (Flipping Piledriver)!

Franks: How was he able to hit that move on such a bigger opponent? I can’t believe that! He has the match won!

Quadros: Damnit!

Wilkins does his best to hook the leg as the referee counts, 1.…………….2.………………KICK OUT!!!!!!!!! Biggs got his shoulder up just in time and this match is going to continue! Wilkins gets to his feet slowly and he walks over to the pile of weapons. He picks up the steel chair and he walks over and he just starts hammering on Biggs. He hits him four or five times with the chair before slamming it on the mat. He then manages to pick Biggs up to his feet and he sets him up for another Last Shot! This time, he hits it and slams Biggs head onto the chair! Wilkins goes for the cover once again as the referee counts, 1.………………….2.……………..3!

Franks: Wilkins has done it! He beat Biggs!

Quadros: That he did.

Franks: Both men look like they walked into a war tonight and Wilkins was the man who walked out! These men put on a show for our fans!

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A Fatal Error
Written by: Josh

The scene shifts to the backstage area panning around for a few moments outside the locker room of Jostrodomus. You watch as The Human Hellstorm himself Maelstrom heads into the locker room, a look of anger across his face as he slams the door behind him. Inside the locker room you notice Joz lacing up his boots in preperation for his upcoming match against Terminus. Maelstrom barges up to The Number One Stunner who looks up at the old warrior.

Maelstrom: Sons a bitches!

Jostrodomus: What happened now?

Maelstrom: 'At f*ckin' whore...I tell ya what, if I was a female I'd slap the dog piss right outta 'er. Sick and tired a these childish games she's been playin' wit' the lot of us.

Jostrodomus nods in agreement to what his friend is saying.

Jostrodomus: What did she do now?

Maelstrom: F*ckin' cunt got me barred from the ring for the night! Says my services at ringside aren't needed.

Jostrodomus: We can work around that Vic.

Maelstrom: I know we can, but ya know how I hate ta miss out on a good slober knocker should one take place! 'At's not fair ta leave the Hellstrom out, not let him knock a few skulls in.

Jostrodomus smiles at his friend as he laces up the last bit of his boot and stands to his feet putting his hand on the shoulder of Maelstrom.

Jostrodomus: Trust me Vic...It'll be ok. Let Wren continue to think she has the upperhand in this whole situation, because in fact she doesn't. She's far from being in control anymore.

Maelstrom looks confused, because obviously Joz hasn't told him this plan, or new turn of events.

Maelstrom: What the hell ya talkin' about?

Just then a knock at the door is heard as Joz looks at Maelstrom with a smile on his face as he heads over towards the door. Jostrodomus opens the door as a man walks into the locker room. At first glance you don't recognize the man, but after Joz's greeting you realize just who is he...And what is taking place.

Jostrodomus: Good evening Mr. Harkes. Mr. Silver.

Two men? Yes Indeed...You couldn't see Mr. Silver standing behind Harkes as they enter into the locker room. The group of men all shake hands as Joz closes the door behind them.

Harkes: So what do we owe the pleasure of this invite into the locker room of our top selling star?

Maelstrom: 'At cunt!

The two men kind of look at each other with a strange look as Joz just smiles. Maelstrom heads over towards a locker and begins to take his frustrations out on it.

Harkes: What's wrong with him?

Jostrodomus: VCR and Wren got his micro brewery shut down a couple weeks back and he's been bitter about it ever since.

Maelstrom: FREE BEER! FREE F*CKING BEER!! GONE! TAKEN! MY CHILD!!

Jostrodomus: He has a bit of what many would call a drinking problem, though really he just enjoys a good party and as you can tell free beer.

Silver: Why would they get his brewery shut down?

Jostrodomus pauses for a few minutes as Maelstrom continues his rants over in the corner.

Maelstrom: No fightin? NO FIGHTIN' AND NO BEER...BITCH TRYIN' TA KILL THIS OLE BOY OFF.

Jostrodomus: I'm surprised the two of you haven't heard more about this situation yet to be honest. I'd tried to set up a meeting with your Mr. Harkes but your receptionist said that you were out of town and the same for you sir.

Harkes: Indeed we both had some international relations stuff to take care of.

Jostrodomus: The whole VCR and Wren trying to take over this company isn't just an angle...It isn't to sell out the arenas and spice things up.

The two men look at each other with a strange look over their faces at this news.

Harkes and Silver: Oh really?

Jostrodomus: About a month ago the two of them approached me, wanting to gain my trust and bring aboard for their master plan, but failed to realize many things in doing such. They failed to realize my true alliance not only to The Butcher, but to this booming industry I've been apart of helping grow for so many years. They wanted me to cause chaos and show that your decisions to put The Butcher at the helm of PWA was a big mistake, one that could cost money, viewers, and eventually your leadership of this company.

Harkes: Continue.

Jostrodomus: They wanted me to do things that for one aren't the most legal, things they've been doing as of late to try and gain the upperhand on the whole situation. To sum up the long story...They want you guys out of this company so that they can run it to their liking and reap all the benefits that go along with it. They want the money for themselves and your failure to come as a result of their takeover. They've been attempting to do what it takes to make this happen so that the shareholders would vote the likes of you two out and the company could be theirs.

The group experiences a moment of silence as Harkes and Silver look at one another again.

Silver: I don't like my money being messed with.

Harkes: Nor do I, nor do I like my name being associated with a failure. They can try and cause all the trouble that they want, but as long as they are unable to go through with their plans and such...There really is no way of us losing our stake in this company to be honest. It would have to be a unanimous vote, and to be quite frank...I don't see that happening.

Jostrodomus: Nor do I, because for one...I don't intend on allowing the group of men they've recently selected to help them get the upperhand in the in ring affairs, or get a grasp over those of us who've helped build this industry for the past several years.

Harkes: Understandable.

Just then Maelstrom walks over the group.

Maelstrom: F*CKING CUNT!!! Why I ought ta kick her in it, and slap that piss ant husband of hers around, put him in a bed next ta some crazy old bat.

Jostrodomus pays no attention to what just came from the mouth of Maelstrom as he continues on.

Harkes: We appreciate the information and your cause to help.

Silver: Indeed...Wasn't really surprised by it, but we needed other investors when we invested into this promotion, but we'll be sure to keep a close look out. Continue doing what your doing, because before long they'll get theirs.

Jostrodomus smiles as Maelstrom finally quits rambling and looks on with a smile on his own.

Jostrodomus: Indeed.

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Two Minutes till Midnight
Written by: Andrew

(Terminus sits quietly in the locker room designated for use by Gundan RTO, and smirks as he watches his High Priestess fidget anxiously as she stares at the clock on the wall.)

Natalie (under her breath) Come on...Come on...

Terminus: (smirking) That probably isn't going to make the time go any faster, Natalie.

Natalie: (looking slightly abashed) Sorry, my love...it's just that I cannot wait to watch you at ringside as you finally make your dreams...OUR dreams come true.

(Terminus finishes wrapping the final layer of his handwraps, rips the tape off with a quick jerk, and balls his hand into a fist. He then punches the fist into the palm of his his other hand, and nods in satisfaction.)

Terminus: Neither can I. Only a couple more minutes...

(At that moment, knocking can be heard at the door. Natalie groans in anger and disbelief, storms over the door, and flings it open with an infuriated look on her face.)

Natalie: Oh, for the love of everything unholy, get the hell o-..oh, Mary Katherine...

M.K.: (smiling with a combination of sheepishness and amusement) Sorry to bother you, Natalie. Can I come in for just a moment.

Natalie: I...certainly.

(The two woman venture back into the room. The masked man nods slightly in the direction of M.K, who returns it with a strained grin.)

Terminus: Good to see that you could make it, Mary Katherine.

M.K: I...a friend sent me plane tickets, and I decided that I pretty much HAD to see this match...do you know what I mean?

Terminus: I do.

M.K.: So...I know you've gotta go, but, I just came to wish you luck, and, to let you know that my friend wanted me to give you this...

(M.K. produces a folded up paper, and hands it to The New Age Punisher. She then waves a furitive goodbye, and exits quietly. The number one contender quickly scans its contents, and then, with a broad smile, hands it to Natalie. The High Priestess looks it over, and her eyes go wide with suprise.)

Natalie: Can this be?

Terminus: It can...and I think it shall...

(Terminus eyes the clock, and gets to his feet, with Natalie following behind him.)

Natalie: It's time...

Terminus: It's time.

Natalie: (breaking into a wide smile) The future is here, my love.

Terminus: (nodding) Indeed. The future is now.

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PWA World Heavyweight Championship
Butch Match
Written by: Neil

vs.

Put the children to bed, ladies and gentlemen. You are about to witness something BANNED by most of the civilized world. But this is America and it’s a jungle out there. Soon it will be a jungle in here and you’ll understand that reference in due time. The camera pans around the ringside area at PWA crew members are putting the final touches on this Butch Match battle ground. The ring is constructed like that of a barbed wire match with three sides of the ring ropes being replaced by skin piercing barbs. The fourth set of ropes, facing the entrance ramp, remain the standard color coded PWA regulation ropes. This will allow the use of ropes as normal for various maneuvers.

Outside of the ring there are three large pits just beyond the barbed wire ropes. One is filled to the brim with strands and coils of continued barbed wire. Another pit looks like it went through the recycling center as it is filled with nothing but broken shattered pieces of glass. And the third pit, ah the mystery pit, continues to remain a mystery to all as it is covered over with a black tarpaulin. Some time during this match this pit will be uncovered for the world to see.

Previous 3rd pits have included a pool of piranhas which actually turned out to be gasoline instead of water, a sand pit with a waiting landmine for some unsuspecting soul, a pit of salt to add to the pain of cuts created in the match, and the last mystery pit featured sharp caltrops for the Japanese fans. Commissioner Butcher has promised this pit to surprise all and leave many wondering why this match is even sanctioned. Oh and of course, hanging from each pit wall are various tools to be used as weapons throughout the Butch Match.

Franks: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Redemption’s main event. We have ourselves a disgusting Butch Match that only the warped mind of Commissioner Butcher could conceive.

Quadros: Jostrodomus and Terminus have no issues with this match, Carl, so they are whacked too!

Natalie Snow's voice is heard on the PA, screaming "All hail your Savior!". As the crowd erupts in a chorus of boos, "Becoming the Bull" begins to blast over the PA system as Terminus appears at the top of the ramp, with "The High Priestess" Natalie Snow hanging off of him. As a series of pyro busts go off. the two saunter toward the ring; Terminus taking no notice of the fan's jeers, while Natalie laughs dismissively that the invective being thrown their way. "The New Age Punisher slides into the ring, while Natalie hops onto the ring apron, and stands facing the crowd. Terminus then proceeds to pull her head back by the hair, and whispers something into Natalie's ear that causes her to grin maniacally, and shudder as though possessed by the Spirit. The masked man then gives his trademark throat-slash taunt while his "High Priestess breaks out into shrill laughter; Terminus then crouches in the nearest corner waiting for the PWA World Heavyweight Champion to arrive.

Then “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. Jostrodomus removes the Championship belt from his waist and lets it wave in the air, taunting Terminus all the way to come get it. Referee Andy Sheppard takes the title belt and holds it up in the air, letting everybody know it is on the line.

Franks: The Butcher has made it clear that both of these men’s careers and lives could be on the line tonight.

Quadros: As well at PWA’s future. The winner will have a huge bargaining chip when the future of this company is concerned.

Both men continue their jawing back and forth until Referee Sheppard calls for the bell! DING! DING! And this match is under way! The two continue to try their psychological games against each other to see who shows fear. Neither of them appear to want to back down as they both begin to circle the ring. Finally, the two men lock up with a shoulder and arm tie up in the center of the ring! Jostrodomus with the size advantage gains some early leverage that allows him to push Terminus back towards the ropes. Still in a clench Terminus turns the tables as Joz is backed against the ropes now. Jostrodomus powers his way again and now he has Terminus locked in a corner. Jostrodomus starts to fire away with a series of punches as the referee can do nothing because there are no clean breaks! Right! Left! Right! Left! Terminus tried to deflect the shots as best he can while Natalie Snow barks out to her Savior. Oh! Big European upper cut levels Terminus in the corner! Snap mare take down by Jostrodomus who then follows up with a knee to the back!

Franks: The Champion has gained an early advantage so far.

Quadros: Yeah but it’s only a matter of time until the surroundings take over. We’ve seen four of the five Butch Matches so far and they’ve all started like this.

Jostrodomus kicks the downed Terminus in the head a couple times to get the crowd all pumped up! Natalie Snow keeps screaming with anger until Joz turns to her and yells “shut up bitch!” Angered by this insult, Terminus pops up and nails Jostrodomus in the mouth with a shot that rocks the Champion back! Joz attempts to return the favor but Terminus ducks! Forearm, forearm , forearm shots by Terminus who then grabs Jostrodomus for an Irish whip into the barbed wire ropes! No! Jostrodomus reverses it and Terminus goes head on into the barbed wire ropes! No! Terminus spring boards off the middle barbed wire rope, shoots back, and connects with an elbow to Jostrodomus’ face! Jostrodomus is rocked back and his momentum is stopped as soon as he backs into barbed wire ropes! Jostrodomus steps off in pain only to step into a rana by Terminus! Natalie Snow’s cheers can be heard over the crowd as Joz remains down with a couple drips of blood falling to the canvass.

Quadros: Yes! Our first sign of blood!

Franks: More to come I’m sure, Ray. Terminus had some nice counters there.

Natalie Snow is feeling mighty confident as she pulls a circular saw blade off of a pit wall and hands it to Terminus. Terminus looks over the blade for a moment before holding it with two hands to bash it into the face of the Champion. He waits patiently as Jostrodomus slowly gets to his feet. He then turns around and Terminus swings the saw blade with reckless abandon! Miss! There’s a collective sigh of relief from the fans as Joz ducks the shot and lands two solid right hands, causing Terminus to drop the blade! Irish whip by Jostrodomus and Terminus lands hard on the barbed wire ropes and sticks! Oh! Terminus extracts himself painfully as a couple new holes drip blood to the canvass! Before he can even shrug off the pain, Jostrodomus plants him head first on the canvass with a DDT! Jostrodomus then pops up with the circular saw blade in hand!

Franks: No! Don’t do it, Joz! Don’t hit him with that saw blade!

Quadros: Can’t you stomach this, Carl?

Franks: No!

Jostrodomus gets a smile over his face as he walks away from the downed Terminus. He takes the saw blade though and begins to set it up in a corner between some barbed wire ropes! Once it’s setting there waiting to be used Jostrodomus goes back to pick up Terminus. The “New Aged Punisher” gives an elbow to get free but Joz counters with a knee to the face that nearly knocks the #1 Contender out! Jostrodomus then with an Irish whip and….Ouch! Terminus lands spine first into the barded wire corner and smacks the small of his back on the side of the saw blade! Jostrodomus comes running with a fore arm but Terminus gets out of the way and takes him out with a drop toe hold! OH!!! Jostrodomus goes head first into the circular saw blade!! As the blade flies out of the corner down to the floor, Jostrodomus pops back holding his head and dripping blood down his face!

Franks: That was just sick, Ray! Terminus didn’t need to do that!

Quadros: Jostrodomus set up his own pain! How many times have we seen something like that? But never with a saw blade before!

Referee Sheppard goes down to check on Jostrodomus as Natalie Snow is all smiles over what her Savior just did. Terminus pushes the referee out of the way and hooks the leg! 1...2...THR…KICK OUT!! Terminus doesn’t give a damn as he starts to lay some fists into the open wound on the Champion’s head. Punch one! Punch two! Punch three! Terminus shakes some blood off his hands as he rises to his feet. He wants Natalie Snow to give him another weapon and she does. She hands him an 18-inch crescent wrench and the crowd boos heavily as Terminus stands over Joz with the wrench and devious intentions on his mind.

Franks: I can’t even watch this. Natalie Snow is helping him all the way. It’s just sick!

Quadros: Well we all know Terminus isn’t a plum dumber!

OH! What a sick wrench shot to the rib cage of the downed Jostrodomus! Oh! There’s another one! And another! Jostrodomus is a helpless man as he tries to deflect as many shots as he can. Finally, Terminus is content with his work that might have broken some ribs. He slides the wrench out of the ring and runs towards the ropes. He bounces off with a slingshot moonsault but Jostrodomus gets his knees up! Now Terminus is rolling around holding his ribcage! Jostrodomus slowly gets to his feet holding his side. He spits out some blood and gives Natalie Snow a look as if he’s her pimp and she returned with no money. He slides out of the ring and begins to walk towards her in a threatening manner.

Quadros: Leave her alone Joz! She’s just a woman!

Franks: A woman who’s been helping him get his ass kicked! She gets what she deserves.

Natalie Snow tries to get away but Jostrodomus grabs her by the hair! He yanks her back to him and begins to threaten her as he pulls back on her hair! The crowd is loving every minute of it as Jostrodomus is just about to beat a bitch! He throws her hard into a pit wall and looks ready to finish her off. Then with a running head start, Terminus flies over the ropes and crashes into Jostrodomus with a rolling somersault! Both men are down!

Franks: What a move by Terminus!

That crazy woman Natalie Snow gets up before the two men do as she starts to kick away at Jostrodomus with her stiletto shoes. Big time heel pop for this bitch as Jostrodomus has found himself in a handicap Butch Match! Terminus gets up and joins in the beat down of kicks to the Champion. Terminus then retakes control as he slams Jostrodomus into the pit wall. Terminus removes the steel steps from their position and looks poised to crush Joz’s head between the steps and the pit wall! Jostrodomus has other things on his mind though as he pulls a belt sander off the pit wall and throws it at Terminus! It’s a direct hit as Terminus drops the steps in a hurry to grab his stomach! Terminus is infuriated and runs towards Joz! Jostrodomus collects Terminus with a back body drop that lifts the #1 Contender directly into the pit of barbed wire! OH!!!!

Franks: Terminus has landed in the barbed wire pit!

Quadros: Holy crap! He could get tangled in that mess easily!

Terminus cannot help but yell in pain as the coils and strands of barbed wire begin to poke into him under his own weight! Barbed wire begins to wrap itself around his arms and legs as he literally tries to swim his way out of this predicament! He’s trying to make it to the pit wall! He’s almost there! Almost there! He reaches for the top and begins to extract himself from the pit, covered in bloody holes and barbed wire! THUD!! OH!! Jostrodomus just rammed the steel steps into Terminus’ head! He falls back into the barbed wire pit, out cold!

Franks: Terminus has been knocked silly!

Quadros: This is not a laughing matter anymore!

Natalie is in shock as Jostrodomus looks to regain his bearings. The PWA World Heavyweight Champion reaches for a large bag hanging on another pit wall. He pulls it off the hook and looks inside. He gets a sick looking smirk over his face as he walks back over to Terminus in the barbed wire pit. Joz steps up onto the pit wall and raises the bag up in the air for everybody to see. He then without much more hesitation dumps the contents on top of Terminus in the barbed wire pit! If Terminus was out cold before, he’s not writhing in an amazing amount of pain as the bag releases SALT all over the pit and most importantly, Terminus! The contender yells out loudly as the small specks of salt begin to fill in the rips and scrapes from the barbed wire!!

Quadros: Have a little salt in your wounds, Terminus! Ha ha ha!

Even some in the crowd cringe at the painful screams of Terminus. He does everything he freakin can to get out of that salty barbed wire pit! He swims and crawls his way back towards the ring apron as Jostrodomus looks at his dirty work. Joz wipes some blood out of his face and slides into the ring. He’s waiting for his opponent, who has made it back into the ring but has collapsed do to the pain. Jostrodomus starts dropping some stomps down onto Terminus before pulling him up. Nice fisherman’s suplex by Jostrodomus for the cover! 1...2...THREE!!…NO!!!

Franks: Kick out!

Jostrodomus doesn’t care as he follows up with a knee drop to the bloody Terminus’ head. Jostrodomus then applies a sleeper hold for two reasons, one to wear Terminus down some more and two, to catch his own breath. He starts shaking Terminus around in the hold like a pit bull on a rag doll. Referee Sheppard checks to see if Terminus is still conscious. No movement or response. He raises Terminus’ arm in the air and it falls limp as Joz applies more pressure! The referee raises the arm again, once again it falls limp! Natalie Snow looks extremely worried as the referee raises the hand again…it stay UP!! Terminus is still in this fight and Jostrodomus doesn’t appear too shocked! Joz squeezes tighter but Terminus begins to get in position to power himself up. Elbow into what could be broken ribs! Jostrodomus won’t let go as Terminus is to his knees! Another elbow! Now he’s to his feet and Joz is still hanging on! Then suddenly Terminus sits out completely and jars Jostrodomus’ chin against his shoulder to break the hold!

Franks: Terminus willed his way out of that one!

Quadros: I’m surprised Jostrodomus was even able to hold on for as long as he did with the amount of blood dripping from Terminus’ body.

Both men are to their feet and seem to have their second wind! This match has now turned into a bloody brawl back and forth! Joz with a right! Terminus with a left! Joz with another right! Terminus with another left! Joz! Term! Joz! Term! J! T! J! T! J! T! J! J! J! Joz! Joz! Joz! Joz! Jostrodomus with an upper cut that floors Terminus again! Terminus pops back up! Irish whip by Jostrodomus! Reversed by Terminus! Jostrodomus bounces off the barbed wire ropes and leaves some flesh behind! Joz returns with a clothesline! Ducked by Terminus! Pull of the hair by Terminus into a snapping neck breaker across his knee! Jostrodomus is down and out holding his neck! Cover! 1...2...THRE!! KICK OUT!!

Franks: Jostrodomus found a way to kick out after that unique neck breaker!

Quadros: It’s all about the Championship! It will take more than that!

Terminus pulls up Jostrodomus and leads him over towards the pit of broken glass! Terminus tosses Joz over the barbed wire ropes! Jostrodomus lands with his feet on the apron! Joz reaches to grab Terminus…standing drop kick over the ropes by Terminus! CRASH!! Jostrodomus lands back first into the pit of shattered glass!! OH!! The crowd is completely shocked as Jostrodomus looks like he was just involved in a car accident! The shattered glass crumples underneath his weight, digging into his backside and causing small fragments to fill in his bleeding wounds!

Franks: This is just sick, Ray! Just sick! Look at Terminus. He looks so proud of himself!

Quadros: He should be! That was as clutch of a drop kick as you’ll ever see!

Natalie Snow has her arms raised in victory as Terminus looks down at his opponent, who is carefully trying to extract himself from the pit of broken glass. Terminus is kind enough to watch his vicious work as Jostrodomus reaches for the ring apron and then the barbed wire ropes to get himself back into the ring. As he pulls himself up painfully, the crowd is sickened as a perfect camera angle shows off a horrible x-like gash across Jostrodomus’ back! Terminus climbs to the second turnbuckle and watches carefully as Jostrodomus is completely spent. He leans between the second and third barbed wire rope to fall back into the ring but Terminus jumps off the turnbuckle with a leg drop that whips Joz chest first off the barbed wire ropes! The crowd is disgusted with boos as Jostrodomus falls into the ring, easy prey for Terminus to make the pin. 1...2...THREE…KICK OUT!!

Franks: Jostrodomus kicks out as his trail of blood is staining the ring.

Quadros: This is what you wanted Commissioner? Your best friend to be dismantled like this?

Terminus has had enough and yells out to Natalie Snow. He wants her to pull the black tarp off of the third pit so everybody can see what’s inside. The High Priestess does as he Savior commands and walks over to the third pit with a smile over her face. She begins to pull one of the edges of the tarpaulin up so she can get a sneak peak. She looks under the tarp and into the pit…….Natalie Snow instantly pops back out and falls on her rear end in shock! She appears to be extremely disturbed by what she just saw as she shakes her head in complete fear!! Terminus starts yelling at her to tell him what it is! She’s speechless and frightened out of her mind. As she gets up she starts to back her way up the entrance ramp, drawing some cheers from the crowd and disbelief from Terminus!

Franks: Whatever is in that pit just scared the Hell out of Natalie Snow! She’s headed up the entrance ramp and going backstage!

Quadros: What?! Get back here woman!

Natalie Snow is completely gone as Terminus still can’t believe it. Whatever scared her shitless now draws some interest to Terminus. He walks over to the covered third pit and bends down between the barbed wire ropes. He carefully lifts the black tarp up so he can take a look inside. Terminus’ eyes begin to get wider from beyond his mask as he was not prepared for what he is looking at inside of this pit. Then all of a sudden Jostrodomus gives him a closer look by shoving Terminus under the tarp and into the pit!! The black tarp remains down somewhat as Terminus begins to go BALLISTIC underneath the tarp and inside of the pit!!!

Quadros: What’s in the pit?! What’s in the pit?!

The crowd starts to get louder and louder as Terminus is going insane inside of this unknown pit! With each of his desperate attempts to remove himself from the pit, the black tarp begins to rip off the walls, revealing a bit more of what is inside of the pit! Commissioner Butcher has done something nobody would have figured he would have done. He has gone out of his way on this one to make sure people remember this forever. Terminus’ yells of pain and torment can hardly be heard over the intrigue of the crowd. Finally, after squirming out of control for a moment, Terminus has removed the tarp from over his head and from most of the pit! Referee Sheppard instantly runs out of the ring to get the Hell out of there! Jostrodomus is even shocked himself as he backs away!

Franks: Oh my God!

Quadros: Sssnna!…Holy shit!

Terminus continues to scramble to get himself free from the third pit which is filled almost to the top with SNAKES!! Hundreds of them! Maybe even a thousand of them! A pit full of snakes! Terminus is in a pit full of snakes!! The crowd roars with cheers and disgust as Terminus flails his arms about in the sea of snakes! Some go flying into the crowd because of his flapping arms! Once packed seats in the crowd start separating as a couple small snakes are slithering their way through the crowd now! Every time Terminus tries to step towards the ring apron it’s like the floor goes out from under him and his head gets partially buried! Jostrodomus doesn’t even know what to do as he watches his opponent swim for his life!

Franks: Never in my life!

Quadros: You’ve done it again, Butcher! You sick freak!

At long last, Terminus reaches out and gets a hand on the ring apron. Then two hands. And then he pulls himself back into the ring! He begins to convulse in pain and in shock as some of the snakes have locked their jaws onto his body and have no intention of letting go! Referee Sheppard refuses to get back in the ring as Terminus tries to pull each non-poisonous snake off of him! Every time he pulls one off, the teeth marks on his skin begin to bleed a bit. Jostrodomus doesn’t have all day to wait for him to get the snakes off! He’s got a match to win! As Terminus is trying to get a snake off his spine, Jostrodomus damn near spears him in half!! Joz with the cover but the referee is no where to be found! Jostrodomus looks at the referee and starts calling him every name in the book to get him back inside of the snake covered ring! Hell no says Referee Andy Sheppard!

Franks: Jostrodomus could win right now if the referee could get in the ring!

Quadros: Can you blame him for not getting in the ring? There are snakes in the ring!

Franks: What’s he more afraid of, the snakes or Joz kicking his ass?

Referee Sheppard has grabbed a farming hoe off a pit wall and he’s using it to pull the snakes out of the ring before he even bothers to get in! Joz grabs the hoe from him and starts calling out the referee! Get the fuck in the ring! NO! NO!!! OH GOD NO!!! Terminus has used the distraction to grab a piece of barbed wire and he wraps it around Jostrodomus’ throat!! The crowd is sickened by this move as Terminus takes the legs out from under Joz! Now he’s just pulling back on the barbed wire, digging it into Jostrodomus’ neck!

Franks: This is eerily reminiscent of the last Butch Match when Butcher did this to Kaito to win the match!!

Quadros: Terminus is sending a message to the Commissioner! He’s going to finish off Joz and that’s going to be it!

Jostrodomus reaches out towards the ropes to see if he can gain any leverage! No! Terminus leans back even further! The barbs are digging in deep now as blood begins to trickle from the Champion’s neck! Most in the crowd can’t watch as Jostrodomus is in a bad way! Terminus steps into his back and gains some more leverage here! The crowd starts chanting “JOZ! JOZ! JOZ! JOZ!” but even their chants won’t break him free! Terminus has the barbed wire wrapped around his hands and it becomes painfully clear that he isn’t going to let go! The barbs digging into his hands won’t stop him. And neither will that snake still biting down on his back side either!

Franks: This is just horrible to watch!

Quadros: It’s only a matter of time! He’ll pass out like Kaito did! He’ll be done just like anybody else!

Terminus is yelling out to get some more adrenaline pumping as Jostrodomus’ barely conscious body has been turned into a U-shape! The Champion’s face has turned beat red because the circulation has been cut! The crowd keeps chanting. Some cheer him on, others want him to give up and fight another day! “JOZ! TAP! JOZ! TAP! JOZ! TAP! JOZ! TAP!” Jostrodomus isn’t giving up though! Not tonight or any night! If now’s his time to die, no be it, he’ll go out a Champion and legend. “JOZ! TAP! JOZ!” Terminus has mustered all his strength for the final yank and win what he said he would since PWA opened. He pushes his foot harder into Jostrodomus’ back and pulls as hard as he can. The blood is running now! And then…….that’s it! That’s all it could take!

Franks: It’s over! It’s finally over!

Quadros: Of all the rotten luck!

The barbed wire SNAPPED!!! It just freakin broke! There is complete shock and cheers going though out the crowd as Jostrodomus falls face first to the canvass! Terminus is left holding two pieces of barbed wire that aren’t long enough to do anything with! He throws them aside and goes back over to the barbed wire pit to fetch another piece. As he gets back into the ring with a new piece of barbed wire, he turns around to face Joz…’NUFF SAID!! What a super kick by Jostrodomus to knock Terminus’ block off! The referee slides back into the ring because all the snakes are gone! Jostrodomus crawls over with as much strength as he has left! He makes the cover! ONE! TWO!! THREE!!

Franks: Oh no!

KICK OUT!!! TERMINUS KICKS OUT!! Jostrodomus looks to the rafters in disbelief! He slowly gets to his knees to find whatever strength he has left. He begins to struggle picking up Terminus but he is able to put him in position for the finisher! The crowd is going nuts as he’s about to hit the #1 STUNNA!! OH!!! GOD DAMN IT! THAT FUCKING WHORE!!! The crowd boos MASSIVE HEEL HEAT because Natalie Snow just appeared again and rammed her fist between Jostrodomus’ legs from behind!! BOO!!! Terminus is able to regain his footing and take advantage! APOTHEOSIS!!! OH!! Spinning Unprettier and Jostrodomus lands face first into a the coil of barbed wire!! Terminus hooks the leg and the referee can’t do anything about it, even if it sickens him! ONE!! TWO!!! THREE!!!

Franks: I cannot believe this!

Quadros: Success! Success! Gundan RTO gets the only title that matters!

The Phoenix, Arizona crowd is booing uncontrollably as they throw trash into the ring. Despite all the flying debris, Referee Sheppard hands the PWA World Heavyweight Championship belt to Terminus. He can barely stand as Natalie Snow has to help prop him up. He takes the Championship as “Becoming the Bull” kicks back up. Terminus hugs the title with one arm and hugs Natalie Snow with the other. Everybody out here is disgusted except those two. Then there’s a POP, POP, BANG, BANG as red, white, and gold confetti begin to fall from the rafters onto the bloody scene.

Franks: This is just sick, Ray. Jostrodomus was screwed tonight in this Butch Match.

Quadros: It was all within the rules! If anything, the Commissioner screwed Jostrodomus!

Gundan RTO members Jiraiya Kaito, Jason Sandman, and Thanatos begin to make their way down to the ring to celebrate this victory. Standing on the entrance ramp are Board of Director members Victor Cornelius Roberts and Wren Chesney. They are applauding the result of this match. Terminus gets that evil look in his eye, soaked in his own blood and his opponent’s, he looks down at Jostrodomus feeling that Redemption was indeed his.