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Violation 19
Sunday, February 24th, 2008
FIU Arena in Miami, Florida
Things Will Be Different
Written by: Nathan & Andrew
"Voices" by Disturbed hits the speaker system and the Miami crowd erupts for their hometown superstar. The curtain
brushes aside and "The Featured Attraction" makes his way out onto the top of the stage. He slaps his chest a couple of
times before raising a fist above his head. He walks down the ramp, wearing a Rony Seikaly Miami Heat jersey and a pair
of blue jeans. He walks up the steps and he steps into the ring. He walks over to the ropes and he raises a fist over his head
once again. He pulls a microphone out of his back pocket and he motions for the crowd to quiet down.
JJ Biggs: You know, it's been quite some time since I've been able to take part in a wrestling event from Miami, and I
can't say how much I've missed you guys!
The crowd pops loudly for this.
JJ Biggs: You guys show so much respect for what we do. Respect and appreciation that we never receive in most
cities. For that, I'd just like to say that I am proud to tell everyone that I am from the great city of Miami!
Again, the crowd gets to their feet and they give a nice standing ovation for the current number one contender for the
PWA World Heavyweight Championship.
JJ Biggs: Now, I'd like to get down to some business. I realize I'm not the most popular guy in the wrestling industry. I
realize that I may be a bit more cockier than some, but then again, not everyone has the same type of talent as myself,
right? I may say some things that offend people and I may ignore a few fans here or there, but in the end, you're all going
to have to ask yourselves one question. That question, ladies and gentlemen, is would you rather see Terminus as the PWA
World Heavyweight Champion, or would you rather see "The Featured Attraction" with the top-belt once again around his
waist?
The crowd gets even more excited this time. They rise and begin chanting JJ's name: "Biggs! Biggs! Biggs!"
JJ Biggs: You see, there are many problems in the Premiere Wrestling Alliance at this time. Terminus and Valentine
Lionheart are gathering up a bitch here, a bitch there, and all of that in hopes of gathering enough people to have a giant
orgy before the next pay-per-view. I mean, that's fine with me, as I'm not one to question someone's sexuality, but I don't
think someone like that should be our world champion. Do you?
The crowd, hotter than ever, get to their feet and they give Biggs a huge reaction.
JJ Biggs: I didn't think so. Our world champion should be someone with a list of accomplishments so long, that if a
book was made it would be thicker than a dictionary! Our world champion should be a man that knows how to lead a
company. A man that has the tools needed to attract fans to events, attract their attention to the television events. A man
that has the looks to wow the women, a man that has the talent to put on consistent five-star caliber matches. A man that
is truly an attraction..A man such as myself, "The Featured Attraction."
The crowd gives Biggs a thunderous ovation, but those cheers quickly turn to boos and catcalls when "Becoming the
Bull" kicks in over the loudspeaker, and Terminus appears at the top of the entrance ramp, with a microphone in his hand.
The masked man takes a moment to drink in the crowd's hatred, and then raises the mic to his mouth, speaking loudly to
make his voice heard over the "Biggs!" chants that have erupted once again.
Terminus: Ah, JJ. It's good to see you in such a good mood. It's good to see you thinking that you're actually capable of
being something more than the career screw-up that you have been in the past,
And...*smirk grows wider*
It's nice to see that you're enjoying your time in the sweltering-hot, cocaine-fueled cesspool of humanity that you're so
happy to call your home...
The crowd boos loudly at that comment from the current PWA World Heavyweight Champion. Biggs shakes his head
and raises the microphone back to his mouth.
JJ Biggs: That's so nice of you to say, Terminus. But I'm sure you'll have to rethink those comments after a citizen of
such a bad place takes that title from you with ease.
Terminus, looking even more amused: With ease, you say? The same way that you defeated me with ease at Violation
9, when the odds were stacked in your favor? Oh, wait...silly me...in fact, I seem to recall that it was the other way around.
Face it, Biggs...you're no match for me in terms of intelligence, in terms of ability, and in terms focus. You simply don't
have what is needed to prevent me from achieving my goals, and you certainly don't have what is needed to remove the
PWA World Heavyweight Championship from around my waist.
JJ Biggs: Oh, I'm sorry, did you say that the odds were in my favor at Violation 9? Maybe you should go take a look at
the tape and refresh your memory. Bourne's an idiot to begin with, but he had dollar signs clouding his vision. Even so, he's
not a trained referee. He had no business being the referee of the match in the first place. Then, you had that evil-whore of
yours, Natalie Snow, running around the ringside area.
To add to all of that, Violation 9 was my second match back. I was coming off a knee injury that forced my early
retirement. I was rusty and trying to change my style in the ring to take a load off my knee. Terminus, you need to let go of
that match at Violation 9 because it has told you absolutely nothing. All that is has given you is the false hope that you may
be leaving our match still the PWA World Heavyweight Champion.
Terminus: Dear oh dear, JJ...it seems I've touched a nerve, haven't I?
Well, just because we're..."old friends"...I'll let you continue to believe the tripe that just spewed from your mouth. I'll
let you continue to believe that you actually accomplished much of note during our time together in TNW...and I'm even
willing to let you believe that you're anything more than the complete and utter waste of time that you proved yourself to
be over the past few years.
But...I will NOT let you believe that you have what it takes to defeat me when we meet once again. Each week,
through the quality of my performances, and through my words and other actions...I will prove to you why I am the very
best cometitor to have ever stepped into the a PWA ring. And, one of these times, you WILL eventually get the message.
Oh yes...you most certainly will.
JJ Biggs: Oh, do you honestly want to bring up TNW? Do you? You were nothing but a midcarder in that company.
You had your accomplishments, but if you want to speak of them, then I suggest you not compare them to mine. TNW Hall
of Fame, former TNW World Heavyweight Champion, and a member of one of the most successful stables TNW had ever
seen! You may be a big star in PWA, but that's just because my chance has just now come. My chance to knock you on your
ass and shut your mouth has finally come. We may have been part of The Brotherhood in TNW, but now you're walking
around holding Valentine's hand and I've moved on. Because of that, along with many other reasons, I will be the victor in
our match.
And as for your message, what message is that? You may have spoke of it before, but just like all of these fans, I take a
piss break when your music hits. No one cares about your goals or dreams, Terminus, no one cares about you as a person.
It's all about me, "The Featured Attraction."
Terminus *shrugging*: Well, I guess that little speech goes to prove the old saying that there are three certainties in
life...death, taxes, and JJ Biggs repeating his resume every time he opens his damned mouth.
Well, as far as I'm concerned, your career resume isn't going to help you in the slightest when we meet. For, I am
committed to the completion the Project that has been started, and I am will be damned to bloody hell is a moronic loser
with an oversized ego is going to prevent this from happening!
You've had a nice little run in the PWA since you were beaten y me at V9...a run that has enabled you to think that
you're something more than you actually are. But...soon...very soon...that run shall come to an abrupt halt.
Because, JJ, you're about to experience a Catastrophe of the worst kind..and it is catastrophe that I doubt you'll be able
to survive.
With that, Terminus slams down the microphe, and raises the belt into the air as he backs toward the exit. JJ stares
daggers at him as he exits, while making the universal symbol for new champion as the scene fades.
Ain’t No Ranger Gettin’ In ‘Ere
Written by: Neil
Head of security, Mugs Hammerfist is scene walking the halls of the arena with that smug authoritative look on his
face as he looks back and forth, checking for any breaches of security. He then runs his hand over his bald head wondering
how he’s going to keep himself busy tonight. As he continues walking along he begins to hear some struggling up the hall.
He reaches behind his back and pulls out his walkie-talkie to report in a disturbance.
Mugs: *static* This is Mugs. Yeah I have some suspicious activity near the rear exit. Hallway G…over.
Voice: *static* Copy, sir. We’re on our way.
Mr. Hammerfist proceeds on with his gung-ho attitude to investigate what appears to be a fight in the back hallway. As
he turns the corner he sees his second in command, Big Boz Wells, manhandling some disruptive characters. As Mugs
approaches even further a look of amusement comes over his face as Mr. Wells appears to be fighting five people dressed in
multiple color suits. They each have on large matching color helmets and seem to be giving Boz all he can handle with their
karate kicks and ninja-like maneuvers. One red, one black, one blue, one yellow, and one pink ninja.
Mugs: What the Hell is going on here?
All of a sudden a green one pops out of no where and tries to take out Mugs! Hammerfist is able to shuck the green
ninja off of him but the ninja nips back up and starts trying to act all tough. Mugs has enough of the guy showing off so he
shoots the ninja with his tazer! With Mr. Green unable to move now, Mugs runs over and spears the pink one in half to get
them off of Big Boz. Thoroughly outfought, outsmarted and just simply outclassed, the multicolored ninjas find themselves
being taken out by the two security officers one by one. A kick to the nuts for the yellow one by Mugs. A solid baton shot
over the helmet of the black one by Boz Wells. The blue one gets thrown into a dumpster by Mr. Wells while Mugs shoots
the last red one in the chest with a shotgun bean bag. By then more guards arrive to take the six ninja like characters into
custody.
Mugs: What was that all about?
Boz: I don’t know, boss. Management told me ta look out fer some Power Rangers or some shit. Said not ta let ‘em in.
Den does clowns attacked me.
Mugs: Power Rangers?
Boz: Yea. Tink we’s got ‘em doe.
Mugs: Good, carry on then Mr. Wells.
Mugs Hammerfist reaches for his walkie-talkie again.
Mugs: *static* The Power Rangers have been apprehended, over.
Husani Dakarai vs. Tyler Green vs. Dirk Bentley
Written by: Josh, Andrew & Neil
Franks: Ladies and gentlemen it’s about time to get underway here tonight on this Violation 19 edition of The
Premiere Wrestling Alliance.
Quadros: Over the past couple of weeks The Project C boys have been making their
presence known throughout the entire fed and it’s been known that some roster members are ready to stand up and fight,
and get beat down in the end.
Franks: I don’t know Ray, this is the PWA where anything can happen. Our first
match up tonight will feature some relative newcomers to PWA in the form of Husani Dakarai, Tyler Green, and Dirk
Bentley.
Quadros: Yeah Dirk’s country career wasn’t going to well so he decided to take up wrestling. Kind of works
out because a lot of wrestlers wives and girlfriends leave them, and last I knew some dogs even get ran over. Maybe this
will give him something to write about if he ever makes it back up the top of the charts.
Franks: You aren’t very
bright are you Ray? Don’t even answer that. This first match should prove to set the pace for the night and it looks like it’s
time to get this match underway.
Marshall: This match is scheduled for one fall and is a triple threat matchup.
Making his way to the ring first by way of Dodoma, Tanzania, Africa standing 6 feet 8 inches tall and weighing in at 360
pounds!!! THE MADMAN FROM THE MOTHERLAND!!! HUSANI DAKARAI!!!!!!
The fans in the arena all jumped a
little as the eerie sitar intro of Metallica’s “Wherever I May Roam” resonated through the speakers causing more than a few
goose bumps on the arms of those in attendance. The lights which had dimmed as soon as the sitar struck up it’s tune
started to flicker in time with the beginning of pounding drums. White smoke filtered thickly over the entranceway
covering the scene in a dim, foggy mist as the guitars struck up and the bass bellowed menacingly. The fans didn’t have to
wait long to see the hated man that accompanied the music as Husani Dakarai’s huge, hulking frame became silhouetted in
the smoke. They booed as he burst into sight and pounded his chest letting out a primal roar at the same time. The
African’s nostrils flared before he broke out into a smug smirk and slowly made his way down the aisle surrounded by fans
who jeered and insulted him, but he paid them no mind as his focus was solely on the ring. Husani broke into a short sprint,
sliding underneath the bottom rope fluidly and quickly getting to his feet. He let out another roar and held his arms out to
his sides, flexing his muscles, before retreating into the closest corner.
Marshall: Making his way to the ring next
standing 5 feet 10 inches tall and weighing in at 185 pounds!!! THE OUTSIDER…TYLER GREEN!!!!!!
"Living
Unaware" begins to play. Tyler simply walks to the ring occasionally touching hands with some of the ringside audience. In
the ring he stands on the second turnbuckle and signals to the crowd.
Marshall: Making his way to the ring now
from Las Vegas, Nevada, standing 6 feet 2 inches tall and weighing in at 235 pounds…HE IS…DIRK BENTLEY!!!
"Hair Of The Dog" by Nazarath begins to play over the PA system as Dirk makes his way down to the ring, slapping an
occasional hand along the way. He slides into the ring and prepares for the match.
Franks: These men look ready to
rock and roll tonight Ray!!! It’ll be hard to tell who walks out of this with the victory, but I reckon they all are looking to
prove their worth here.
Quadros: Dakarai is an evil giant therefore my prediction goes to him.
Franks: That
he is Ray, but you can’t count out Tyler Green, especially if he’s anything like his father. Dirk is relatively new name in
these parts, but he’s said all week he’s ready to prove his worth.
(The bell rings and the match is underway as
Green and Bentley decide to team up here in the early going as they both go straight for The Madman From The
Motherland. Husani tries to fend them off, but Green able to use his quickness as he gets around behind Husani and
connects with a couple kicks to the back of his knee area sending the big man down to a knee while Dirk works the front
with a series of punches followed by a hellacious shot that sends Husani to his back. Dirk reaching down and picking
Husani up here as he and Green lift the big man into the air for a vertical suplex. Green goes for the cover, but Dirk
instantly tosses Green off and attemps to make the cover himself…The ref counts…1….2…and Green pulls Dirk off. Dirk
gets to his feet, but it’s to late as Green fires away with a series of quick rights and lefts that send Dirk stumbling
backwards into the corner as Husani is slow to get to his feet as Green grabs ahold of Dirk and goes for the irish whip, but
Dirk is able to reverse it as he sends Green into the ropes…Green bounces off and gets clotheslined with a vicious shot
from the side by Husani. Dirk going on the attack on Husani now but The Madman sends Dirk to the ground with another
strong clothesline…Husani with the cover on Dirk…1…..2..and a kickout by Dirk Bentley. Husani gets to his feet as Tyler
Green is slow to get up. Husani picking Dirk up off the mat. Husani sizing Dirk up here, but Tyler Green able to send the
big man to his knees with a shoulder block to the back of Husani’s knee area.)
Franks: Husani able to do a bit, but
Dirk and Tyler both know the strength of this man as they’ve been teaming up to try and knock him down a notch or two.
Quadros: They’ve been doing a good job, but they can’t team together the whole match, something’s bound to
give.
(Back inside the ring Green and Dirk are taking turns as they punch away at Husani who’s been the victim of
the two so far in this match as they’ve been combining their efforts and focusing on him. Finally Green delivers a hellacious
kick to the head area of Husani that sends the big man to his back. Dirk goes for the cover, but Green quickly rolls Dirk
up…The ref counts…1…..2…and a kickout by Dirk. Smart move there by the young Tyler Green as he quickly gets to his
feet and the fight is on as he and Dirk trade punches back and forth a bit as The Madman slowly tries to get to his feet. Dirk
getting the upperhand here on the smaller Green as he connects with a strong knife edged jump that allows Green to drop
his guard. Bentley lifts him up into the air and connects with a pile driver. Bentley goes for the cover….1……2….and a
kickout by Tyler Green. Husani to his feet now as Dirk doesn’t see him and Husani clobbers Dirk with a hard right hand
and follows it up with a quick power slam. Green to his feet as Husani levels him with a solid clotheslines that almost takes
green head right off his shoulders. )
Franks: What a vicious shot there by The Madman From The Motherland.
Quadros: That’s what I like to see Carl. The sheer power like that, just amazes me from this man.
(HD glares
down at the forms of his two rivals, and then lets out a loud war cry as he hauls Dirk to his feet, and shoves him roughly
into the nearest corner. He then charges in and Bentley with a ferocious charging forearm. As Dirk slumps in the corner,
the Terror from Tanzania turns his attention to Green, who is starting to struggle to his feet; the giant then lifts up Tyler
into a Military Press, and proceeds to LAWN-DART him headfirst into the gut of his other opponent! )
Franks:
Husani looks to be on a roll now as he’s just steam rolling through both of these guys.
Quadros: I told you never to
count the big man out even if the other two were doubling teaming him the whole time early on. This guy is what
nightmares are made of!
(Daskari then hauls Dirk out of the corner, and casually tosses him halfway across the
ring with his trade-mark Fallaway Slam, before turning his attention back to Green. Lifting him into a Fireman's Carry, he
proceeds to run forward before nailing The Outsider with a Double Knee Gutbuster while at the same time landing on top
of Dirk with a Senton Backsplash! With a nasty grin, HD then covers Dirk: 1......2.....Kick Out! HD glares at the Cowboy,
and then turns his attention to back to Green, and covers him: 1........2.......Kick Out!)
Franks: I wasn’t sure green
was going to be able to kick out of that one there as Husani is just simply cleaning house right now.
Quadros: He
makes a damn good maid huh?
Husani lets out a roar as he reaches down and grabs both of his opponents by the neck! Looking for a double
chokeslam! No! Green and Bentley kick Husani low and they both lay him out with a double vertical suplex! Both Green
and Bentley pop back up and trade shots! Right by Bentley! Left by Green! Right by Bentley! Left by Green! Right by
Bentley! Green fakes a shot and Irish whips Bentley. Off comes Dirk and he bowls over Green with a comeback flying
clothesline! Dirk drops a series of stomps onto Green before running towards the ropes and coming off with a flashy power
double knee stomp to Green’s face! Cover! 1...2...THR…KICK OUT! Bentley pulls the stunned Green up and whips him
hard into a corner. Bentley is looking for a full head of steam…wait! Oh he stops short as Husani Dakarai steps in his path!
Franks: Yeah you don’t want to go there, Dirk!
Quadros: I don’t think anybody wants to try and plow through him, Carl.
Bentley with a series of shots on Dakarai but they have little effect on the pumped up Madman. One hammering blow
from Dakarai drops Bentley on his read end. Dakarai reaches down to pick Dirk up, but Mr. Bentley is content crawling
through Husani’s legs towards safety. HD turns around to grab Dirk on the other side but all he gets is a Tyler Green
missile drop kick to the jaw! HD falls into a corner after that massive shot! Green gets up and Dirk is waiting for him with a
spinning neckbreaker! Dirk hooks the leg! 1...2...THRE…KICK OUT! Dirk rolls Green over and hoists him into the air with
a German suplex…Bridge! 1...2...2.999464323!! Dirk Bentley holds up three fingers wanting to know how the hell that
wasn’t a three.
Franks: This match has been something. These guys can’t catch a break.
Quadros: At least we know we have some future superstars in that ring, Carl.
Dirk waits for Tyler Green to get to his feet…Southern Comfort super kick! NO! Green barely ducks out of the way!
Green to the ropes. Bounces off…rolling leg lariat to Dirk’s face! Tyler Green is feeling it as he pulls up Dirk. CHOP!
WHOOO! CHOP! WHOOO!! CHOP! WHOOOO! Dirk Bentley is reeling back into the corner. Green shoulder blocks him
into it and then climbs to the second tier of ropes. He begins laying in some knuckles to Bentley’s head! 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8!
9! 10 ! Tyler Green finishes Dirk Bentley off with a monkey flip out of the corner! Tyler Green points to the top turnbuckle
and the crowd pops as he hops up there!
Franks: Tyler Green is going for his father’s Death From Above!
Husani Dakarai has something to say about that on the other side of the ring as he starts rocking the ropes back and
forth! OH! Tyler Green loses his footing and ends up with the turnbuckle between his legs! Dakarai starts to make his way
over to Green but Dirk Bentley grabs his foot! Dirk Bentley is trying a heel hold but it isn’t going to happen on HD tonight.
Dakarai kicks Bentley off of him only to reach down and pull up Dirk. Belly-to-belly on Dirk…NO! HD let’s go because Tyler
Green just jumped off the turnbuckles onto Dakarai’s back! Green is holding on for dear life with a choke hold! Husani is
trying to get Green off of him while Dirk watches this back and forth action between his opponents.
Franks: Green is holding on trying to bring the Madman from the Motherland down!
Quadros: And Dirk Bentley is standing there counting 8 seconds. What a ride by Green!
And the ride is over as Tyler Green gets pitched over the top rope and to the floor below. Before HD can even catch his
breath, in comes Dirk Bentley laying in some hammer blows. Knee to the side of HD’s head nearly floors the former strip
club bouncer! Dirk kicks Husani Dakarai low and doubles him over! Dirk Bentley attempts a finishing blow here with a
piledriver! The 360-pound Dakarai is a heavy load so he isn’t going very far! Dirk Bentley let’s HD go and steps away holding
his lower back for a moment. He returns to HD and whips him towards the ropes…reversed! Dirk Bentley towards the
ropes and comes off…RANDOM ACTS OF VIOLENCE spine buster by Husani Dakarai! HD hooks the leg! 1...2...THREE!!
DING! DING! DING!
Franks: Big victory for Husani Dakarai!
Quadros: Real big!
“Where Ever I May Roam” kicks back up as HD looks out of the ring. Tyler Green doesn’t look like he wants anymore
of the Madman tonight and starts to walk backwards towards the locker rooms, yelling he isn’t scared of Dakarai. Dirk
Bentley rolls out of the ring himself and is holding his back as he leans against the barrier, getting some pats on the
shoulder from nearby fans. Husani Dakarai still doesn’t look satisfied even after winning.
Dealin' Death, Stealin' Life
Written by: Our buddy
The crowd is starting to settle down a little bit, when "Death Dealer" by Fireball Ministry plays over the sound system.
The lights dim quite a bit, as a feint silver glow dons the arena. The crowd quiets to a slight hush as a man clad in a long
black duster and a black bag covering his head. He walks down the ramp and gets into the ring, grabbing a mic. As the
crowd begins to murmur as to who it is beneath, the mystery person speaks.
Person: "I'm sure that all of you are clamoring amongst yourselves as to my identity. Settle yourselves, for my
revealing will come in time. I have a few things I need to say first."
"Never before have I been more disgusted with the state of the professional wrestling circuit as I am at this point in
time. In all the time that I've been in the wrestling business, I've never seen such traitorous and backstabbing people, never
seen such liars, connivers and thieves. But, then again, I can honestly say I'm not surprised by these actions as well. And
then, you have people who are simply doing things like this to make a statement. To get noticed. To get the fans talking
about them."
"And this goes to Project Catastrophe. Do you think that what you did to Jostrodomus at Apotheosis made a statement?
Do you think people took notice of your actions? You bet they did. Did they ever. They're all sitting at home, or in this very
arena right now, thinking. Do you know what they're thinking? 'What the hell were you thinking?!' Each and every one of
you pathetic trilobites should rot in Hell for your actions, as far as some people go. And you know what? In my opinion, you
made a statement. And the statement you made to me was..."
In this instant, the silver light disappears and the lights instants go on. The man tears off his head covering, swirls
around as the duster floats gently behind him, and reveals himself to be none other than Ace Wylde! The crowd cannot
believe this and begin cheering immediately. Ace continues to speak.
Ace: "Somebody's gonna get their asses whipped! You see, if it was a statement you were intending on making, you
made one. A bold one. One that rings reverbently throughout everyone's mind who watched your dreadful action. But in no
one's mind but mine own will you pay the hefty price for what you did. I may not like Joz as far as I can throw him, but he
is a colleague and, like him or not, no one is just going to waltz in here, pretending that they're hot shit, and attempt to
sacrifice him to a higher power. If anyone's going to be attempting to assassinate the Number One Stunner, it damn sure is
going to be me and me alone! What's sad, it took all of you to do what you did to Josh. Each one of you played a small, yet
pivotal role in this. And each of you will pay individually. But, the real question that's on my mind is... if it took all of you to
take Josh out... how many of you will it take to take ME out? Answer? None."
"You see, I'm through playing games. I'm tired of being called a No Pain Train, a Night Rider, a Dark Demon, a Real
Deal. Those were just senseless, unnoticed gimmicks. Empty words with even emptier promises attached. From now on, it's
my way or the highway. Straightforward, serious and honest. My name is Ace Wylde, and if you want to win this game,
you're going to have to fight the dealer. And that just so happens to be me. This is the era of the Deathdealer. I'm don't play.
I win. And there ain't a damn thing you can do about it. Trust me."
With this, Ace drops the mic, hops over the top rope and walks towards the back as his theme song, "Death Dealer" by
Fireball Ministry plays him off.
Zex vs. Tommy Phoenix
Written by: Nathan
Layne Marshall: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Already in the ring, hailing from places unknown and
weighing in at two hundred and sixty-seven pounds. He is "The Lethal Injection" Tommy Phoenix!
The fans give a mixed reaction for Tommy Phoenix as he raises his hand above his head.
Marhsall: Introducing his opponent, hailing from Toronto, Canada and weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds.
He is "The Artist" Zex!
"Switchback" By Celldweller blares over the loud speakers as purple and green strobe lights flash around then
entrance way when Zex jumps out from behind the curtain he he plays up to the crowd for a moment and then looks
around at his fans acknowledging them, then he runs down to the ring as the strobe lights turn to blue and red, he slides
under the bottom rope and climbs the turn buckles one by one making sure all his fans can take home a cool photo.
The bell rings. Phoenix charges forward and he looks to connect with a Clothesline, but Zex ducks under it. Phoenix
turns around slowly and Zex catches him with a Jawbreaker. Phoenix stumbles back into the ropes and Zex quickly gets
bac to his feet. He rubs the top of his head before walking forward and grabbing a hold of Phoenix's head. He flips him over
with a modified Snapmare, causing Phoenix to land in a seated position. Zex quickly takes off towards the ropes and he
comes back with a Dropkick to the back of Phoenix's head. Zex quickly goes for the cover as the referee slides over to make
the count: 1............2....Phoenix powers his way out of the attempt.
Franks: I think it's obvious that Zex has to speed advantage in this match, but Phoenix has the power advantage.
Quadros: Zex also has the looks advantage!
Franks: ....
Quadros: What?
Zex gets back to his feet and he runs over to the ropes and he plays to the crowd. He gets a small amount of cheers
from his loyal fans, but the majority of the fans rain down on him with boos and insults. This annoys Zex and he simply
waves the crowd off and he walks back over to Phoenix. He grabs Phoenix's head and he pulls him back to a vertical base.
He goes to send Phoenix into the corner with an Irish Whip, but Phoenix reverses it and he sends Zex flying into the
corner. Phoenix charges in looking for a Big Splash, but Zex moves at the last moment. Phoenix turns around and he rests
back-first in the corner. Zex takes a few steps back before charging forward, running up Phoenix's body, and nailing him
with a kick before flipping backwards!
Franks: What a beautiful kick that was!
Quadros: Indeed, Zex can be really flashy in the ring.
Phoenix stumbles out of the corner and it appears he's about to drop to the mat, but Zex goes to kick Phoenix in the
midsection. Instinct causes Phoenix to catch Zex's leg, but that turns out to be a mistake as Zex jumps and hits a Reverse
Enziguri. Zex quickly positions Phoenix by pulling on his legs. After he has him in the right spot, he quickly exits the ring
and stands on the apron. He doesn't hesitate before he makes the climb to the top rope. He stands there for a moment,
before jumping off and nailing a HUGE Spinal Tap! Zex recovers quickly and he hooks the leg: 1...............2............KICK
OUT!
Franks: How in the hell did he kick out of that move?
Quadros: Because he's Tommy Phoenix!
Franks: So?
Quadros: Yeah, you're right.
Zex is becoming slightly frustrated and he stares at the referee from his knees. Zex pounds his palm three times in a
consistent speed, as if saying the referee counted too slow. The referee shakes his head and Zex throws his arms up in
disgust. He gets up all the way and he walks to the feet of Phoenix. He grabs one of his legs and he tries to grab the other,
but Phoenix pulls it away and he manages to kick Zex in the chest, causing him to stumble backwards into the corner.
Phoenix gets up and he quickly charges into the corner and he nails Zex with a Clothesline. Zex drops to his knees and
then falls face first onto the mat. Phoenix leans on the top rope for a minute, trying to regain his composure before he
continues on with the match.
Franks: Phoenix may turn this match around.
Quadros: He needs to do something, he's had his ass kicked this entire match!
By the time Phoenix is ready to continue, Zex has made his way back to his feet. Phoenix nails Zex with a huge right
hand and he follows it up with another one. He sends Zex into the ropes with an Irish Whip and then he catches Zex with a
Spinning Neckbreaker. Phoenix gets up and he quickly bounces off the ropes. He comes back with a HUGE Leg Drop.
Phoenix hooks the leg as the referee counts: 1.............2.........KICK OUT! Phoenix quickly gets to his knees and he grabs a
handful of Zex's hair. He holds Zex's head in place and he starts nailing him with a series of right hands. Phoenix seems
satisfied and he releases his hold on Zex's hair. He once again runs to the ropes and he comes back this time looking for a
huge elevated Elbow Drop, but Zex rolls out of the way at the last moment.
Franks: There is the speed advantage.
Zex gets to his feet slowly, as does Phoenix. Tommy nails Zex with another powerful right hand, which causes Zex to
stumble back into the ropes. Phoenix charges forward and he looks for a Big Boot, but Zex ducks out of the way, causing
Phoenix to land awkwardly on the top rope. Zex grabs a hold of Phoenix' head and he drops him to the mat with a
Neckbreaker off the rope. Zex quickly rolls out onto the apron and he climbs to his feet. He scales the ropes and without
hesitating, he jumps off with the ZEX-Appeal!
Franks: Wow!
Quadros: He hit that out of no where. One moment he's being pummeled, the next he's hitting that beautiful move!
Zex hooks the leg as the referee counts: 1.....................2......................3!
Marshall: The winner of this match via pinfall..."The Artist" Zex!
Franks: Well, I think it's safe to say that Zex took a step in the right direction. It seemed that he got this victory with
ease.
Quadros: Phoenix had a good showing, though. He'll get him next time.
The New Guy Has Problems
Written by: Jerry
The screen cuts back from commercial where Adam Majors is seen standing in the ring with a microphone in hand.
The PWA crew around ring side aren't sure what do to about this unannounced visit by Mr. Majors.
Majors- You know since I have walked through the doors of the PWA I have notice that there is a problem here....{
Pointing to the back } You all of the so called good guys of this damn federation have been afraid to say anything about the
poison that is here in the PWA. { Turning back to the crowd } Yes I am talking about Project Catastrophe! I have been
wrestling for a very long time and I have seen things like this before. They come in and destroy the life of a federation
cause they do not believe in the the rules that have been laid before them....When the truth of the matter is they are
nothing but glorified thugs that need GANG MANTALITY to get any thing done.
~ Before Majors can say another word " Salt on Everything " by Sole starts to play. As Majors turns to look up the
entrance way he sees Valentine Lionheart standing there with Zex and Dante. ~
Valentine- I told you Majors that you are a Coward trying to rally the troops, But you forget that there is no one here
to help you. You are a nobody that is going to learn things the hard way.
Majors- { Pointing to Valentine } If I have to do this alone then so be it...But let me tell you this much Valentine there is
no way on Gods green earth you are going to take away my fight. You talk about having heart and soul...Well son you are
looking at the definition of it.
Valentine- Are we now?
~ Before Majors can re-act both Jake Keeton and Jason Sandman enter the ring behind him nailing him with a steel
chair each. As Majors collapses to the ground with a sick thud you see a smile cross Valentines face. ~
Valentine- I told you Majors...There is no one to save you. Remember this and your career might last another week.
Franks: Oh man! Will Adam Majors be able to compete tonight after that?
Quadros: What does it matter? He never had a shot to begin with! Nice knowin' ya kid!
What Happened?
Written by: Craig
Everything begins with Reckless Jack sitting in a room, by himself. There is a bed, a toilet and a sink. That's about it.
He paces around the small room as a door opens. In walks Jack's agent, Joe Miller, along with a doctor-ish looking fellow.
Jack stops in his tracks as he stares daggers at his agent.
Reckless Jack: Will someone please tell me what's going on?
Joe looks at his shoes as the doctor walks over to Jack.
Doctor: You've been placed here in order to become safe. Lately, your friend has said that you have been seeing a
woman that doesn't exist and it's been affecting you. This is why you are here young man, to determine why you are seeing
this woman while in a controlled environment.
Jack staggers back as he falls onto the bed, taking in this news.
Reckless Jack: How long will I be here?
Doctor: As long as it takes.
Reckless Jack: What about PWA and wrestling there?
Joe brings his head up to look at his friend.
Joe Miller: You've been placed on the inactive list until you're well enough to return to the real world without seeing
this "Megan." Sorry bro but this is how it has to be.
Jack nods as a few tears are in his eyes, obviously not wanting to quit wrestling at the moment.
Reckless Jack: Alright then, whatever it takes.
The doctor and Joe nod themselves as they leave the room. Jack lays down and drifts off to sleep.
Red Dragon vs. Aiden Miles
Written by: Andrew
(Arena become pitch black as smoke starts to fill the arena as red spot lights move across the crowd. “I am the thorn”
by Cradle Of Filth, starts to play over the PA system as flames erupts up from the stage as Red Dragon walks out from
behind the curtain and stops at the top of the ramp. Dragon walks through the flames as the crowd starts to either boo or
chant his name. The flames split and move to the sides of the ramp and he starts walking down the ramp. The red
spotlights come together on Dragon as they follow him walking down the ramp but stops in the middle of the ramp as he
glares around at the crowd before running his thumb across his throat. Dragon starts to head back towards the ring he
looks back at the Xtron and flame appears on the screen and an image of a Red Dragon flies through the flames. Red
Dragon turns back around and heads toward the ring. When he arrives at the ring, he slides in and goes to the middle of
the ring. The image of the Red Dragon appears again in the middle of the ring as he glares around at the crowd and
announcers and flips them off. The spotlight goes off and flames come from all four-ring post. By the time, the lights are
back on Red Dragon is found leaning against a ring post waiting for his opponent.)
Franks: Interesting match coming up between two members of Project Catastrophe. Aiden and Dragon might be on the
same page in terms of ultimate goals for the PWA, but given their respective personalities, something tells me that this
won't be a friendly affair.
(Nonpoints In The Air Tonight plays through the speaker system, as smoke fills around the entrance ramp, hovering a
few centimeters above the ground. A platform slowly rises from under the ramp, as Aiden Miles stands with his arms
outstretched, with his head hung, almost like a rock star pose. As the ramp connects with the platform, Aiden Miles slowly
walks down, with a black army style shirt, arms cut off, unbuttoned flaps a little in the wind from the smoke machines.
Miles reaches the ring, rolling under the bottom rope, then breaks out into a cocky smile as he prepares for the start of the
match.)
Quadros: Miles looks to be as confident as ever, and after scoring the quickest win in PWA history last week, I don't
blame him. However, you get the feeling that Dragon's going to be a much sterner test than Jace was in this match.
(Dragon glares at Miles as he steps forward, Aiden simply responds with a shrug and a smirk circles the ring. After a
moment, the two lunge forward into a collar and elbow; they spend a moment jostling for position until Miles gains control
with a side headlock. Aiden uses his speed to transition into a hammerlock, and then executes a nice roll-up while
maintaining his grip on the hold: 1...Dragon kicks out, but is quickly taken down by a drop toehold as he charges forward.
Miles instantly follows up with a well executed Majistral Cradle for another pinfall attempt: 1....2....Another Kickout. Miles
kips up to his feet, and breaks out into that cocky grin again; a grin that grows even wider as he regards Dragon staring
daggers at him.)
Franks: Well, it's all Aiden Miles so far, Ray!
Quadros: Yeah, it certainly is, and Dragon doesn't look to thrilled by the fact. Miles had better stay in control, because
the last thing he wants is to have Dragon pissed off at him.
(Dragon shakes his head slightly in frustration as he takes a step back, motioning Miles forward. Once again, the two
engage in a collar and elbow, but this time Dragon gains the advantage with a knee to the gut. The Minister of Evil then
scoops his opponent off the mat, drives him down with a nasty body slam, and then drops a leg across the thraot before
applying a cover of his own: 1...2...Kick Out. Undaunted, the RTO member simply hauls his opponent back to his feet by the
hair, picks him up off the mat, and snaps off a quick pendulum backbreaker...holding him across his knee for a moment to
add to his agony before dropping him and applying another lateral press: 1....2....Shoulder Up!)
Franks: Dragon is slowly and methodically dismantling the back of Aiden Miles,, and you have to wonder just how long
he'll hold up after taking this kind of abuse!
(Red Dragon glares again at Miles-because glaring is something that he does a lot-and then hauls him off the mat yet
again before nailing him with a standing dropkick that sends him crashing in a heap to the mat. Dragon then turns Aiden
over, and applies his Devil's Clutch STF/Double Chickenwing combo, wrenching back in an effort to gain the submission.
However, Miles refuses to give up, and is close enough to the ropes that he can drape his leg over the bottom cable, forcing
Dragon to break the hold. Dragon looks a bit frustrated as he hauls Miles back to his feet and drives a series of forearms
into his back. The Minister of Evil then sets his opponent up for a German Suplex, but Miles somehow finds a way to flip
out of the attempt and land on his feet. Aiden then takes advantage of the opening by crossing his opponent's arms across
his neck, and dropping down into a straight-jacket neckbreaker!)
Quadros: Sweet counter out of nowhere by Aiden. But, he doesn't look to be in a position to take advantage of that
move!
(Both men lie flat on the mat for a moment, and get to their feet at roughly the same time. Miles proceeds to unload
with a right hand...and Dragon responds with one of his own. Another one from Miles...and a big right hand in response.
Dragon then lands three more right hands to the jaw of his fellow PC member, and then tries to whip him into the corner.
The Standard is able to reverse this whip, though, and pulls Red Dragon into his arms before sending him flying upside
down into the turnbuckles with a release belly-to-belly suplex. Aiden follows this up with a brutal hesitatation dropkick to
the face, and then disentangles his opponent before applying a lateral press: 1....2.....thre-Foot on the ropes. Shaking his
head, Miles makes his way to the ring apron, and as Dragon wobbles to his feet, vaults to the top rope, and flips over his
opponent, taking him down with a beautiful springboard stunner! However, Miles lands hard on the small of his back, and
has to take a moment to recover before he makes his way over and applies a cover: 1....2....THREEENO! Kick Out at
2.999999999!!!!)
Franks: Was that ever close! I thought Aiden had the match won!
Quadros: Yeah, I think Aiden did as well. And, judging by the look in his eye, I don't think he wants this match to go
much longer!
(Miles looks like he's had just about enough, and signals his intention to finish matters once and for all. Hauling
Dragon to his feet by the hair, Miles attempts to lift him into his vaunted Crash Landing Capture Suplex
Backbreaker...however, his back won't allow him to lift Dragon up, and he's forced to let go. The Minister of Evil immediatly
takes advantage doubling his opponent over with a kick to the gut, and then drives him down onto his injured back with a
thunderous standing powerbomb, and then transitions into his Dragon's Tail Sharpshooter. Miles cries out in pain, and
reaches out for the ropes, but can't quite grab the bottom strand is finally realizes that all hope is lost when Dragon pulls
him back to the center of the ring. Tap! Tap! Tap! *Ding Ding* Dragon keeps the hold applied for a couple more seconds,
and then exits the ring with a sadistic smile flickering across his face as the official checks on the condition of Aiden.)
Franks: Red Dragon scores another impressive victory, and continues to ascend the ranks of PWA!
Quadros: Yeah, he looked good in this match. Pretty good showcase for the Project...and for Red Dragon, too. I'm pretty
sure that Miles will be back...and, as long as he keeps away from Dragon in the PC meetings, he should be all right.
Return to the Old
Written by: Okori & Andrew
As Violation comes back from commercial we see a somber-looking Carl Franks and Ray Quadros sitting at the
announce table.
Carl Franks: “Ladies and gentlemen, we at PWA believe strongly in helping the community that we enter in. And as
part of our “PWA Cares” program we sent the former Light Heavyweight Champion Nighthawk out to a local gym in Miami
to run a local high school wrestling team through their paces. But as you are about to see, in this footage that was shot
earlier today, that these kids who Nighthawk was trying to teach got an entirely different lesson.”
As the PWA camera crews walk inside the Fifth Street Gym in downtown Miami, which is festooned normally with
fight posters from battles long since consigned to the mist of time but on this occasion is covered in PWA banners, we see a
wide smile on the face of the former World’s Light Heavyweight Champion as he takes a sparring partner through all of the
holds in his seemingly bottomless arsenal. But within seconds the sound of sarcastic clapping draws the attention of
everyone to the door of the gym, where the World Heavyweight Champion Terminus and his “High Priestess” Natalie Snow
stand in the threshold, Natalie struggling to keep herself from busting out in laughter.
Nighthawk: “Well look who it is everyone. The World Heavyweight Champion…. Terminus. To what do we owe this
visit?”
Terminus: “Oh, I just figured that I would be remiss not to drop by, and pay my "brother" a visit as he goes about the
extremely difficult task of making this community a better place to live.”
Nighthawk: “It’s not that hard, Evan. All you have to do is give two craps about someone beside yourself or your little
coterie of whiners, thugs, and lunatics. Caring is not hard work Evan. Not caring is.”
Terminus: “That's where you're mistaken, Tristan. I most certainly do care about the welfare of others. For example, I
care about your welfare, and making certain that you can be the very best competitor that you can possibly be. That's what
brothers do for one another, right?”
Nighthawk: “You’re not my brother Evan. You never will be. I'd like to disabuse you of this notion but at this point I’ve
learned that this is an impossibility. And my welfare is always going to be the concern of the people who were there for me
when I was nothing more than an accidental killer.”
Terminus: “Well, it would seem that the people who were there for you fed you a pack of lies! Tristan, you know very
well that Yuniesky Sosa would have done the exact same thing in your position, and I think, deep down, you know that if
there's an afterlife, he's watching down on you, and is disappointed that the incident that took place caused you to abandon
the killer instinct that made you so very special to begin with?
Doesn't this make any degree of sense to you?”
Nighthawk, shaking his head and doing a handstand over the top rope to the floor as by this point the highschoolers
have been sent far away from the premises: “Evan when I went to the Dominican Republic I was already losing the desire
to create that holy hell which you treasured so much. I had seen what it had done, what my furious rages had caused. But,
without putting too fine of a point on it, Yuniesky’s death was the last straw. He was a good man, the sort of guy I met the
night before and shared his small home with me. And do you know what he told me? That he wished I could find the
strength to wrestle cleanly, using my skills as my guide and not my anger. So I know what he wanted me to be, and I have
faith I’m doing him proud.”
Terminus: “I'm really beginning to think this is pointless, Tristan. And you have no idea how much it pains me to say
that. The triangle choke that you employed was a perfectly legal maneuver, and all you did on that sweltering evening was
employ that hold to its fullest extant. Anyone would have done the same thing, Tristan...and I'd like to believe that anyone,
in the same situation, would not have allowed this tragic occurrence to impact them in the same way that it's impacted
you...
I...come on, Natalie...let's go.
Natalie, shaking her head: “I'm sorry, my Savior, I cannot leave with expressing my disappointment in this..wretched
excuse for an individual! You've shown him FAR more mercy, and displayed FAR more understanding than any other
competitor or person with even a shred of understanding would even think of doing, and yet he continues to reject you!?
No! I will not have it! My Savior, an example needs to be made of Tristan McDaniel, so that all shall understand just
how grievous an error it is to reject the teachings of my Savior! I think that this man..And I use that term loosely...should
have one more week, and ONLY one more week, to reconsider this generous offer...or be destroyed. Completely and
utterly eradicated.
The choice is yours, Tristan...take it or leave it.”
Nighthawk: “ You know I figured you’d say that Natalie. So how about this… when I’m done here, and I smooth over
the trouble YOU caused, how about you put your money where your mouth is? And fight someone who will go toe-to-toe
with you?
And Evan? Maybe you’re right. Maybe I’m too nice for my own good. But I promise you this much. You come to where I
am again, and talk like this, I will show you that I haven’t lost ALL of my killer instinct. And hopefully, when your business
is done with JJ Biggs and I beat Jake Keeton, I can show you that up close and personal.”
As Nighthawk looks down for just a second to remove the tape from his fingers and wrists Terminus rushes him
looking to take him out, only for Nighthawk to block and float over right into the inverted cravate crossface he calls the
Hangman’s Clutch. Quickly rushing over to try and pull the “Wrestling Machine” off of her lover Natalie is drilled by a big
boot to the face that sends her skidding back out of the ring, grunting in pain as she lands on the backside on the floor. And
as the camera quickly pans to the left we see Sin, looking annoyed as she checks to see if the heel of her boot broke,
quickly climbing into the ring and pulling her husband off of the World Heavyweight Champion. Walking to the back
Nighthawk stops to look behind him for a second at the carnage he and his wife left and smiles, making an X sign with his
fingers which his wife Sin joins in doing.
A Showcase of a Different Sort
Written By: Andrew and Okori
(Scene returns to Miami's FIU Arena, and Natalie Snow is shown making her way down to the ring to the strains of
Johnny Cash's "God's Gonna Cut You Down". The High Priestess doesn't appear to take any notice of the crowd's jeers and
catcalls, and simply hisses curse after curse as she storms toward ringside, grabs a mic off of the announcer's table, and
then barrels into the ring.)
Natalie: Oh...I bet the lot of you REALLY enjoyed that little scene play out, didn't you? I bet you enjoyed the rare sight
of Tristan McDaniel getting the better of my Savior quite a bit! Well, I promise you Tristan, that you're going to pay a dire
price for your indiscretions, and that the price you pay will be taken out in copious amounts of your blood!
(Natalie takes a deep breath and then smiles mirthlessly as she proceeds to continue her ranting)
Natalie: But, that is in the future, and for now, I am only concerned with the present! Right now, I am concerned with
nothing more than sticking these stiletto shoes up that gaping, chasm like hole that serves as the posterior of the filthy,
wretched harlot that calls himself Nighthawk's wife!
So...Sin...*smirks evilly*...or, perhaps I should say "Fayina"...get your ass out here NOW, so that we can settle this
woman to cheap, two-dollar crackwhore!
(As if on cue the now-familiar strains of “Oro De Ley” by Luis Miguel boom out over the sound speakers as Sin rushes
down to the ramp, the timely intervention of PWA Security being the only thing preventing Nighthawk’s wife from laying
into Natalie Snow.)
Sin, screaming: “Puta? Usted tiene el descaro de llamarme una puta? no tengo intención de insultar. no quiero, pero
tengo que hacerlo. Yo Soy Muerte, Natalie.” (Whore? You dare to call me a whore? I don’t want to insult you. I don’t want
to, but I have to. You are dead Natalie!)
(Natalie quickly exits the ring and charges toward her rival, only to be intercepted by members of security. As the two
women struggle to free themselves and hurl insults at one another, Wren Chesney appears at the top of the entrance ramp
with a wide, catfights=ratings smile on her face and watches the scene in amusement before clearing her throat into the
microphone.)
Wren: You know, ladies, as much as I, and everyone here, would like to see the two of you settle your differences, I
think that there are more constructive ways for you to work out your frustrations...and to prove that you have the talent
needed to compete in a PWA ring!
To that end, I think that we should have ourselves a little Women's Showcase. The two of you will have seperate
matches this evening, and, just to sweeten the pot, the person who scores the victory in the least amount of time will have
the right to choose the match stipulation when the two of you DO meet to settle your differences!
Sin...let's see how you fare against Asdrubal Plata- one of the top students in the PWA Wrestling Factory! And, as for
you, Natalie...I can only think of one competitor worthy enough to face you. that's right...you'll be facing JOSE JOSE! And I
suggest you prepare quickly...because you're about to face him right now!
Franks: What!?
Quadros: Whoo-hoo! Our former TNW broadcast collegue is about to make her professional wrestling debut! Go get
'em, Natalie!
(While Sin is ushered to to top of the entrance ramp ,Referee One Pierre French slides into the ring and Jose Jose
appears at the top of the entrance ramp, greetting the crowd's non-plussed reaction with a lopsided smile as he makes his
way toward the squared circle. Meanwhile, Natalie is trying to convince the official that she would NEVER dream of using
her stillettos as weapons-but ultimately relents and petulantly kicks off her heels as the fifteen year veteran jobber enters
the ring. Jose takes one look at Natalie, and goes slack-jawed as he mouths the word "BOOBIES". The High Priestess' eyes
narrow as she watches her opponent stumble forward with his arms extended zombie-like at her chest; and proceeds to
step-forward and head-butt him directly in the nose! A brutal knee to the gut follows, and Natalie follows up by dropping
the doubled-over Jose face first with a sit-out facebuster!)
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
(Natalie breaks out into a manical grin as she drops down to apply a cover, however, the grin quickly dissolves whe
Jose Jose reaches up with one hand, and begins to fondle her breasts! The High Priestess immediately springs to her feet
and begins to complain loudly about her opponent's "tactic". This allows Jose Jose to sneak up from behind, and roll up
Natalie, all the while running his hands up the length of her leather slacks toward her the seat of her pants: 1....2....Natalie
kicks out, and gazes at Jose with fury in her eyes. Jose's eyes go wide as he regards the look of fury, and he falls to his
knees, apologizing and saying" but, you so beautiful." Natalie's eyes soften for a split-second, but in the very next instand
she's charging forard, and killing her opponent dead with a shining yakuza kick!)
Franks: Something tells me this is going to get ugly...
Quadros: I can't watch...actually..yes...yes I can.
(Natalie waits for her opponent to rise, then wows the crowd by leaping onto the top rope, and nailing the jobber with a
beautiful Turnaround Missile Dropkick that causes him to stumble back and crash in a heap in the corner. With a maniacal
gleam, the High Priestess than scrapes the sole of one foot, and then the other against her opponent's face before nailing
him with a running buzzsaw kick that causes Jose to slump to the mat. Natalie leans down and bitch-slaps her opponent a
few times before hauling him to his feet and clawing at his eyes. Satisfied that she's done enough damage, Natalie then
snaps off a kick to the gut, and proceeds to connect with a nasty looking Snap Legsweep DDT, and then puts her foot on his
chest while the official tolls the three count!)
Layne Marshall: Your winner...at 2:17....Natalie Snow!
Wren: Impressive time, Natalie. That's going to be tough to beat. Well, Sin....I guess it's now up to you to beat that time,
Sin.
(As Natalie makes her way out of the ring, she gives Sin a condescending grin. The Dark Angel makes her way to the
ring, and Asdrubal Plata appears at the top of the stage, and makes his way to the squared circle. Plata gives a courteous
nod to his opponent, who responds in kind, and the two await the opening bell. As soon as it sounds, Plata immediately falls
onto his back, allowing Sin to cover him for a quick three count! Natalie, as one might expect, goes ballistic and charges at
her rival only to be held back by members of security, and Sin watches her tantrum with some level of amusement as the
crowd erupts into cheers!)
Franks: Sin gets the better of the High Priestess yet again, and Natalie's infuriated! This conflict between Sin and
Natalie is turning out to be quite the rivalry.
Quadros: I'll say! I wouldn't want to be in the middle of these two when they do finally meet to settle their differences,
that's for sure.
Valentine Lionheart vs. Adam Majors
Written by: Andrew
(The lights dim in the arena as the Violation-Tron blacks out then the words "The Omega Messiah" appear on the
screen, followed by footage of Valentine in the ring, then the lights begin to flash in strobe as "Beyond The North Waves"
By Immortal starts to blare out over the expensive sound system, as the lights flash around the arena Valentine steps out
in from the entrence ramp in his black tights, boots, gloves and leather sleeveless robe, he looks directly at the ring and
then takes a swig of the bottle of water in his left hand, he walks down to the ring and stops looking at the crowd at the
bottom of the ramp before climbing the steps and walking along the apron he stops staring down the crowd, he tosses the
bottle of water into he crowd laughing and then steps inside the ring and awaits the arrival of his next victim.)
Franks: Well, Valenine Lionheart looks as confident as always, Ray!
Quadros: Well, why wouldn't he be confident!? He's one of the leaders of the most powerful force in the PWA, and he's
now going to prove just how powerful he is by demolishing a second-rater in Adam Majors!
(** The lights in the arena go off as "Violent Fetish" begins...As the the scream is heard a huge explosion takes place
and standing there is Majors looking down at the ground. As the chourus hits Majors walks down to the ring hyping up the
fans. Finally stopping on the ring apron raising his arms outs then looking to the sky before stepping into the ring....**)
Franks: Adam Majors showed a lot of heart and courage by calling out Valentine!
Quadros: Not a lot of brains, though. I'll be surprised if this scrub lasts two minutes against Lionheart!
(Valentine smirks at his opponent as the bell rings, and strides toward ring center and beckons his opponent forward;
Majors returns the smirk with one of his own, and shakes his head as he begins to circle his larger opponent. Without
warning, Adam shoots in, looking for a double leg takedown, but Lionheart sprawls to avoid it, and quickly assumes the
rear mount, firing punches down upon his rival. Majors squirms onto his back, cinches in a tight guard, and does a pretty
good job of fending off his opponent's assault before the two of them end up in the ropes. Valentine quickly climbs to his
feet, looking quite pleased about how that exchange went-Majors simply shrugs it off as the two stare one another down.)
Quadros: Ha! You see, Carl? Majors doesn't have a chance, and everyone knows it.
Franks: The match has barely started, Ray!
Quadros: You're just saying that because you like to root for the underdog!
(After a momentary pause, Valentine shoots forward, looking for a double leg takedown of his own; however, Majors
quickly sinks in a front chancery, and uses the momentum of Val's charge to execute a smooth roll-over into the mount
position. Adam then begins to fire punches down on his rival as the crowd cheers him on; Valentine fends off the blows as
best as he can, and then works his way to the guard. Majors fires shots to the ribcage, but can't get much on them before
the two wind up into the ropes once again. This time, it's Majors who smirks at Valentine as he gets to his feet, prompting a
quick hissed curse from the leader of the Brotherhood.)
Franks: Great sequence by Majors, and he clearly got the better of Valentine, there!
Quadros: Whatever. the match has just started.
Franks: Hmm...I seem to recall that I said that not too long ago...
Quadros: Shut up, and call the damned match, you moron!
(The two circle around the ring for a moment, eyes locked on one another, before lunging into a lock-up; Majors
though, ducks under his opponent's lunge, slides behind him, and takes him to the mat with a nice waistlock takedown. The
End Game Member quickly floats over into a side headlock, only to have it reversed into a Lionheart hammerlock.
Lionheart then proceeds to add a half-nelson, and then starts to ram his oppponent's head repeatedly into the mat as the
crowd rains down boos. Majors tries desperately to claw his way to the ropes, but, just as he's about to grab the bottom
strandonheart pulls him up to his feet, and then falls backward, taking him over with a half-and-half suplex!)
*HIGH IMPACT MOVE POP!*
(An evil grin flickers across the face of Valentine as he hauls his opponent back to his feet by the hair, cinches in a
mauy thai clinch, and starts to bury a series of rising knees to his opponent's face and chest; Majors collapses to one knee,
and Lionheart takes a step back before nailing his opponent in the temple with a perfect Shining Wizard to cap the strike
sequence. Lionheart then drops to his knees, and places a single hand on his opponent's chest for the first cover of the
match: 1....2...Kick Out! Lionheart feigns a look of shock, and then chuckles as he pulls his opponent back to his feet,
snapmares him over, and then nails a shoot kick directly to the back of the head. Lionheart takes a moment to admire his
handiwork, then props his opponent up to a seated position, and nails a basement dropkick to his opponent. Lionheart then
drops down into a cover that's just as insulting as the previous one: 1...2....Kick Out!)
Franks: Oh, I cannot believe the arrogance of Valentine!
Quadros: I can...and he's got a right to be that way. Besides, why shouldn't a man take the time to enjoy his work?
(Lionheart then gazes out into the crowd, signals that the end is near, and then hauls his stricken opponent to his feet,
before hoisting him into a Military Press, and tossing him into a two-handed chokeslam! DARK DROP! Lionheart then
applies a cover, and hooks the leg: 1.........2.........KICK OUT AT 2.999999999!! Lionheart cannot believe it, and glares first at
the official, and then at his opponent for a long moment. Finally, he runs his finger across his throat, hoists his opponent
into a fireman's carry, and spins him into the VDM! WAIT! MAJORS REVERSED! He used the momentum of the move to
nail Lionheart with a Tornado DDT! Both men lie flat on the canvas as Sasha Brown goes about the business of tolling the
fatal ten count. )
Franks: Huge counter by Majors to get himself right back in this match!
Quadros: Yeah, but he's still in rough shape, and I don't think he's going to be able to capitalize on what's probably his
best chance!
(Despite having been knocked silly by the last move, Darkside still appears to be in better shape than his opponent, and
is up to his feet first. Lionheart proceeds to clobber his opponent with a brutal running forearm that sends him reeling into
the ropes, and then proceeds to whip him into the opposite strands before charging forward into a yakuza kick; however,
Majors is somehow able to duck this attack, then springs off the opposite set of strands and nails his opponent in the face
with a running dropkick! Majors springs to his feet, lets out a loud war cry as he climbs to the top rope, and then sails off
into a Swanton that connects squarely against his opponent's chest! Cover!: 1......2.....Kick Out! Undaunted, Majors hauls
Valentine back to his feet sinks in a front facelock, and spins into a swinging neckbreaker. Another cover:
1.....2.....TH-Shoulder Up! Majors shakes his head, but quickly regains his cool and hops onto the second rope and watches
Lionheart wobble to his feet. The Michigan native then flies off as his opponent turns around, and nails him with a Flying
DDT that spike his opponent face-first into the mat! Cover, Hook of the leg:1.................2.............LIONHEART KICKS
OUT!!!!!)
Franks: Majors has been nailing Lionheart with move after move, but can't quite put him away!
Quadros: And he won't be able to put Valentine away! The man's taken worst beatings than this, and won before!
Franks: You sound a bit nervous, Ray...
Quadros: I-I-I...I d-do Not!
(Majors looks to the rafters in disbelief, but then signals to the crowd that he want so end this thing once and for all.
With a predatory grin, he he waits for his opponent to rise off the mat, and then tries to nail him with his Memory Remains
Cutter! Lionheart, though, is somehow able to anticipate this move, and responds by shoving him face-first into the corner.
Majors is stunned for a second, and Valentine capitalizies with a ferocious jumping knee strike to the back of the head that
deposits his opponent on the mat in a heap. Lionheart takes a deep breath, then scales the turnbuckles before flying off
into a moonsault that connects sqarely against his stricken rival! Cover: 1......2......Kick Out! Lionheart lets out an angry cry
as he hauls his opponent up, doubles him over with a kick to the gut, and then hoists him into a Tiger Driver that sends him
crashing into the mat. Another cover: 1.....2......Shoulder Up! Lionheart obviously seems to think that enough is enough,
and hauls Majors back to his feet before trying to lift him into his Kiss of Death Nerve Hold...Wait! Majors just racked the
eyes! Lionheart stumbles back, and this allows Adam the chance to connect with the Memory Remains! Cover:
1..........2........THREEEEEEWAIT! KICK OUT!)
*INSANELY CLOSE NEAR FALL POP!*
(Majors collapses onto his back in frustration, but quickly hauls Valentine up, slides behind him, and powers him into a
German Suplex...Adam keeps a hold of the waistlock...rolls over and lifts Valentine into a second German....Once again,
Majors keeps his grip, and then completes the Hat Trick of Germans...bridging back for a cover: 1.........2..........Kick Out at
2.99999999!!!!!!!! Majors looks into the crowd, and signals his intention to finish matters, and, as Valentine climbs off the
mat, quickly sinks in his Last Chance Triangle Choke! Lionheart's eyes go saucer-wide as the crowd yells "Tap! Tap!", and,
for a moment, it appears as though he'll have no option but to do so...hoever, he gradually makes his way toward the
ropes...only to have his opponent roll back to the center of the ring.)
Franks: He's got him! Lionheart isn't going to have any choice but to tap out!
Quadros: Not yet! He's still fighting it!
(Lionheart's face is turning a bright shade of red by now, and he nows he's got to do something quick...so, using all of
his strength...he lifts his opponent into the air and then charges forward, pwerbombing him head-first into the top
turnbuckle! DAMNNNNNN!!!!! Majors lies motionless on the mat, and Valentine shakes clear the cobwebs for a moment
before hauling him to his feet, and then nailing him with the LION'S MANE! COVER!
1..................2........................THREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!)
Layne Marshall: Here is your winner....Valentine Lionheart!
(As Lionheart has his arm raised in victory, Logan Steel seems to materialize from out of nowhere at ringside. Sasha
Brown begins to protest, but is tossed out of the ring by Lionheart. Logan then takes out a syringe, and proceeds to extract
the blood of Majors out of his arm! The crowd continues to rain down boos, jers, and garbage as the Lionheart and Steel
pose over the fallen Majors!)
Franks: Of all the...! Majors didn't deserve this treatment.. He gave Lionheart all he could handle in this match, and
then some!
Quadros: Maybe...but he learnt a valubale lesson, too...don't get in the way of the project, or you'll be the next
contributor to the Crimson Collection!
Follow the Leader
Written by: Andrew & Paul
Terminus, shown with a towel draped over his head, and his long black hair hanging over his face, exits the washroom
of the RTO locker room area, and proceeds to nearly jump out of his skin as he stares at the figure of Jason Sandman, who
is sitting on the floor near the entrance with a nasty smirk flickering across his face.
Terminus, startled: What the...!? Jason!? I thought...I thought you were still recuperating.
Jason just looks at Terminus and laughs.
Jason: It’s funny how no one ever expects that I am around or has any knowledge that I am around when I am this
big. Of course it could be that they just don’t want me around.
Terminus, shrugging as he continues to towel off: Well, I for one am glad you could make it, Jason. After the match
that you had last week against Dante, I wasn't sure if there was going to be any chance that you could make it this week.
Jason just stares at Terminus.
Jason: Match I had with Dante?
Jason pauses as he thinks.
Jason: Oh you mean that warm up match I was allowed to have before the master and the bitch came out to stop the
action. Tell me Terminus, who were you out there for? Me or Dante. Lately I have been wondering who you care more
about.
Terminus (glaring at Jason): Do you REALLY need to ask that question, Jason?
Jason: I asked didn’t I? I went along with the Project with you because you are my brother, but the way I have heard
you speak of it, it seems Gundan RTO was a weak calf that the wolves will kill easy, and we needed the big bulls from The
Brotherhood to make us healthy.
Terminus: Oh, please...you should know by now that the Project is simply two groups who happen to share an ultimate
goal, and an extreme dislike for certain individuals in the PWA who happen to hold positions of power. Nothing
more...nothing less. And if I had ANY doubt about your ability to deal with predators, then they have long since been
disproved...especially after our match at Violation 15.
Jason: Two things. One is never talk to me like I am your bitch again. You do that with Natalie. Two you say you don’t
doubt my abilities, then why did you stop me. I had everything under control.
Terminus: I'll answer the second question first...the only reason why the two of you were prevented from bashing each
other into complete and utter oblivion was due to the fact that your time would have been better spent destroying our
REAL enemies, *voice drops into a low whisper* And, as to your first statement...Natalie is NOT my bitch. She is someone
who holds the same values that I do. I consider her to be my equal...not my servant. And, I consider you to be my equal
too...so I have NO idea what would give to the impression that I held any other opinion of you.
Jason: It’s not like you would notice what was going on anyway. JJ Biggs, Jostrodomus, Cypher, and Maelstrom. These
are all men who are enemies of the cause me and you once believed in. I still believe in the cause of ridding the world of
filth. You might still believe it too, but we go by it in different ways. You use the political, I use the physical. We both have
our means to the end. I am just curious how each will end. Die on your feet or die on your knees. I will always take the
footed approach.
Terminus takes a moment to consider Jason's words, and then takes a deep breath before giving his response.
Terminus: I wish it were that simple, Jason. I really do. I wish that the matter of completing the Project was just a
simple matter of rushing in, tearing the heads off our enemies, and letting the paramedics sort out the mess. But,
sometimes, different methods have to be used to achieve the goals that we BOTH desire.
Whatever you want to believe, Jason...know this...I respect you...and I'll respect the choices you make and the way you
go about achieving your dreams...I just wish you had it in you to say the same about me.
Jason pushes himself up from the ground and walks over to where Terminus is.
Jason: Understand me Evan. I respect you more that you can ever know. It’s just sometimes I wonder whether or not
you are truly a leader or whether you have fallen under the follower spell. Believe me Evan I will soon know which way it
is. Keep The Atlantic title. It might be good for you to have some gold around you. You might not have much once the pay
per view comes around.
Jason walks out of the locker room while Terminus just stares Jason down.
I Will Shock the World
Written by: Joe
Miranda Buck: I'm here with PWA superstar "The Shooter" Shaun Andrews. We are just moments away from his big
match up against PWA's World Heavyweight champion Terminus. Shaun, is there anything you would like to say?
Shaun: Last week, I defeated Project Catastrophe member Red Dragon. Earlier in the week, I announced to the world
that this would be the end of my losing streak. As we all know, it was the end of it. This week, I will take on the man who
has never defeated me. I beat him in TNW, via tap out. I wrestled him to a draw in PWA. Tonight, Terminus tonight will be
not different. You will no defeat me! As a matter of fact, I will shock the wrestling world.
Miranda Buck: Shaun, is there any reason for you recent losing streak? Some may say your new found wealth. Others
will say you hit your peek early. What do you think the reason is?
Shaun: I really don't have any excuses. I lost to Joz, I lost to Chris Cypher, I lost to Jake Keeton, and I even lost to
Kaito. But if you remember, it wasn't that long ago that I had an unpinned and untapped streak that reached nearly thirty
matches. I guess I was due? But whatever the reason is. I feel like I learned from it, and I will only be stronger because of
it.
Shaun pauses for a second.
Shaun Andrews: I was once the "savior" of a company. I was once brain washed by Valentine Lionheart. But not
anymore! That time has passed. I will not be a Yes man like Zex and Dante Lionheart. I will not listen to Valentine's devil
worship bullshit anymore! I'm not a yes man, and I'm not the Angel of death. I am my own man. My promo's get looked at
more than anybody else in this company. My merchandise is always a top seller. The people love me, or they love to hate
me. They always respect me for saying how I feel. I am "The Shooter" That's what I do, I shoot. Terminus, you will get
defeated tonight! There isn't any doubt in my mind. I guarantee it! I am guaranteeing a victory tonight against PWA's World
heavyweight champion. I know Valentine Lionheart will be pissed off after he hears this. So do yourself a favor Valentine.
Don't send anybody else to do your dirty work for you. Step up to the plate and challenge me yourself. I doubt you will, after
I defeated the best wrestler in Project Catastrophe tonight.
Miranda Buck: You seem to talk a lot about Valentine Lionheart. Shouldn't you be more worried about Terminus?
Shaun Andrews: Terminus is PWA's World Heavyweight champion. I know Valentine Lionheart is right up his little
ass. Have you ever heard the expression, keep your friends close but enemies closer? You best believe, Valentine is really
close with Terminus.
Miranda Buck: Do you have any closing words, Shaun?
Shaun Andrews: Terminus, I hope your ready to taste what the losing side feels like once again. Get ready! Because
this high that your on stops now! To the fan's of this company. Don't be surprised if Terminus does what Zex did. Attaches a
note on the championship belt that says "laters." Don't worry, Valentine will pick it up. Just like he will have to pick up
Terminus after this match! Terminus, you will be FACE DOWN, ASS UP, IN A POOL OF YOUR OWN FUCKING BLOOD!!
Aces High, Aces Wylde
Written By: Jay
In the back, Terminus can be seen walking back to his locker room. The PWA World Championship is slung over his
shoulder, as if he's begging someone to try to steal it from him. As he turns the corner that leads to his locker room, he
bumps into PWA Road Agents Maelstrom and Kevin Justice. Terminus brushes past the two, not even apologizing, and
continues on his way. As he's about to enter his locker room, he turns his head, sensing something is not right. When he
sees the coast is clear, he opens the door... and walks right into the massive hands of the awaiting Ace Wylde! Wylde slings
him up against his locker and gets in his face.
Ace: "I'm going to make this short and sweet, princess: I don't like you. I never will. And as long as you've got that
chunk of gold over your shoulder, to me, you're the biggest target of them all. You didn't want me on your bad side,
Terminus. But you chose to play games with the wrong crowd, and now you'll play my way."
With this, Ace pulls Terminus away from the lockers and wraps one of his canned ham-sized hands around Terminus'
throat. With one swift and single-handed motion, he drives Terminus through the coffee table that sat in the middle of the
room. Ace drapes the PWA championship over Terminus' fallen body, as he walks away, satisfied. No sooner does Ace
disappear from sight can the other Project Catastrophe members be heard rampaging over this incident.
Franks: "Ray, did you see that? Ace Wylde returns here tonight and has already made a big impact!
Quadros: "That he has, Carl. He just sent a big old 'FU' to Project Catastrophe. Not too wise, if you ask me.
Franks: "Perhaps not, but Ace was definitely confident that he could pull it off without alerting the rest of the Project.
Could we be seeing a new side of the Acetastic One we've never seen before?"
Quadros: "I doubt it, but I must say, seeing the way Ace swiftly and cautiously staked out Terminus does show that he's
got his head on right."
Franks: Now we have to see if this attack holds back Terminus at all tonight against Shaun Andrews.
Quadros: Oh this is just complete crap. Shaun Andrews is always lucking out. He probably paid Ace Wylde to do that.
Rich bastard.
Franks: We'll have to see. Terminus's match is up next!
Shaun Andrews vs. Terminus
Written by: Josh (match) & Neil (ending)
Franks: What a night it’s been so far ladies and gentlemen. Another Violation that doesn’t disappoint so far and I don’t
look for that to start anytime soon. This next match up features the red hot Terminus against Shaun Andrews, a man
who’s trying to get back on the page of things and pick up a key victory here against Terminus tonight.
Quadros:
Terminus is the face of PWA right now and has laid all doubters to rest with his recent victory over Jostrodomus as he
heads into this next pay-per-view on a roll, and he’s got the brass to back him up in the form of Project C as well. He’s the
man and to be the man you have to beat the man, but I don’t see that happening here tonight.
Franks: Both of
these men are solid vets in this business and know how to handle business Ray, so this match could go either which way if
you really think about it. Shaun Andrews has beaten some of the biggest names in this business and the same can be said
about Terminus.
Quadros: I agree with you totally Carl, but Project C…C’mon now, it’s people like them that make
people like Jose Jose pee their pants!
Franks: You have a point there Ray and it looks like it’s time to see this
amazing showdown between two of PWA’s best!
Marshall: This next match tonight is a non-title matchup scheduled
for one fall. Making his way to the ring first standing in at 5 feet 10 inches tall and weighing in at 205 pounds…HE IS…THE
SHOOTER…SHAUN ANDREWS!!!!!
“Wild Out” by The Lox kicks up over the PA system as The Shooter Shaun
Andrews makes his way out from the back down to the ring slapping a few hands on his way by. Andrews leaps up onto the
apron and steps into the ring as he awaits his opponent PWA Champion Terminus.
Marshall: And his opponent
making his way to the ring from Halifax, Nova Scotia, standing 5 feet 10 inches tall and weighing in at 190 pounds…HE
IS…YOUR WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION…TERMINUS!!!!
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, and awaits the beginning of the match, while Natalie makes her way to ringside to support
the man she calls "Savior."
Franks: Terminus looks ready to go, but the same can be said about Shaun Andrews. All
I know is I look for this to be one ugly battle here tonight between these two. Terminus doesn’t believe a word that comes
from the mouth of Shaun Andrews and Andrews would love nothing more than to prove to Terminus that he is the real
deal still.
Quadros: Andrews has to be aware of Natalie Snow being at ringside and not try allowing her to talk him
into a rim job.
Franks: You know, as much as you hate Jostrodomus you sure as hell sounded like him right there
Ray.
Quadros: The hell if I did! Natalie Snow is a very respectable woman!
The bell rings and the match is
underway as Terminus and Andrews waste no time here as they lock it up in the middle of the ring. Both of these men
have great speed and match up well, as Andrews is able to get around behind Terminus and applies a quick arm bar to the
champ. Terminus trying to fight his way out of the arm bar and after a couple of attempts is able to reverse the arm bar
onto Andrews who uses a back flip to break the hold and follows that up with a series of quick jabs to the side of Terminus’s
face. The champ is staggered a bit here after that last hard right hand from Andrews as Andrews mounts up another attack
and gets a double leg take down. Andrews in the mounting position here as he starts to rain down punches on the world
champ, but Terminus is able to use his legs and roll over as he shows Shaun Andrews his arsenal of punches. Finally the
ref separates the two as both men get to their feet, Andrews charges at Terminus, who’s able to side step The Shooter and
garnish a drop toe hold.
Franks: Looks like this is going to be one for ages Ray if these opening minutes are any
indication.
Quadros: I think I might have to agree with you on that. I don’t even have a funny comment right now
I’m so into this match.
Back in the ring Terminus has applied a koji clutch move to Shaun Andrews as he tightens it
up as Andrews stretches out trying to reach the ropes. Andrews trying to slide towards the ropes, but the champ locks the
hold in tighter as Andrews tries to fight through the pain. Shaun reaching out as much as he can and he’s finally able to get
a hold of the rope as the ref tells Terminus to break the hold. The ref starts to count…1……2…….3…..and Terminus finally
breaks the hold. Terminus jumps to his feet and helps Andrews to his as he whips him into the ropes, Andrews bounces off
and slides under Terminus and spins him around. Andrews with a kick to the mid section here before connecting with a
quick ddt. Andrews with the cover…1……2….and a kickout by Terminus.
Franks: Solid recovery there from the
shooter after that vicious hold by Terminus.
Quadros: Better him than me being in that hold, but if he was smart
he’d have head butted Terminus in the man hood to break that hold instead of reaching out like he did.
Franks:
How do you know what Ray? You ever been in that hold?
Quadros: No, but damnit that’s common sense. Fight dirty
and win.
Back inside the ring Andrews lifts Terminus to his feet as he goes for a suplex wheelbarrow and connects.
Andrews with a quick cover…1…..2….and another kickout by Terminus. Shaun playing it smart here as he doesn’t waste
any time as he puts his knee into the back area of Terminus and begins to stretch the shoulder area and apply pressure to
the lower back of Terminus as Natalie Snow screams on to her Savior. The ref doesn’t see it but Natalie is able to help her
Savior out by putting his foot on the ropes as the ref forces Andrews to break the hold. Natalie getting up on the ring apron
now as she violently screams out at Shaun Andrews distracting him. Terminus getting to his feet as he sees an opportunity
and connects with a reverse ddt and goes for the cover as Natalie gets off the ring apron…The ref counts…1…..2….and a
kickout by Shaun Andrews here.
Franks: Natalie Snow able to help her Savior out there by distracting
Andrews.
Quadros: She’s good at what she does Carl.
Back inside the ring the world champ is starting to
gain some momentum as he whips Andrews into the ropes and connects with a flying wheel kick sending Andrews to the
mat hard. Terminus taking this match to the top ropes here as he climbs to the top…Terminus leaps and hits a stunning
450 splash. He goes for the cover once again…1….2…thr…Andrews kicks out!! Terminus grabbing Andrews by his head
here as he throws a series of punches that land right above the right eye of Shaun Andrews. Terminus looking Andrews in
the eyes now as he shoves his head to the ground in a sign of disrespect and to show Shaun just who’s boss in this
company. Terminus gets to his feet and helps Shaun Andrews to his, but Andrews is able to get a quick elbow to the gut
region of Terminus and follows it up with another one. Andrews bounces off the ropes and goes flying with a cross body
splash followed by a cover…1…2…..and a kickout by the world champ there. Andrews returning the favor here to
Terminus as he gets to his feet and begins to stomp at the joint areas of the world champ, trying to weaken him up and
send a message of his own to Terminus.
Franks: Looks like Andrews didn’t take kindly to that shove of his head
earlier by Terminus.
Quadros: It’s no secret Carl that these two men don’t see eye to eye.
Back inside the
ring Andrews has gone back to the basics with a solid arm bar he’s got locked in tight as the champ tries to slide towards the
ropes. Natalie Snow is once again up on the apron cheering her Savior on as Andrews looks over at her and smiles, which
sends here into an uproar of blood curdling screams as Andrews lets go of the hold and begins to go to work on the knee
area of Terminus now as he locks in a knee crank, but while switching allowed Terminus to gain ground on the ropes and
the ref forces Andrews to break the hold, but not before one more good tug to the knee area of Terminus. Andrews gets to
his feet here as Terminus hobbles to his, the champ throws a wild swing at Andrews, but missed and Andrews is able to get
around behind Terminus and connects with a german suplex into a pinning combination….1…2…..and Terminus is able to
kick out as Natalie Snow jumps up onto the ring apron trying to disctract Shaun Andrews again, but he doesn’t fall for it
this time. Andrews picking Terminus up off the mat as he grabs ahold of him by the back of his head and delivers a couple
of punches to the world champ that send him stumbling back into the turnbuckle. Andrews gets a full head of steam and
charges, but Terminus able to side step Andrews and send him shoulder first into the ring post. Terminus falling to the
ground here trying to catch some air as Andrews remains in the turnbuckle.
Franks: That could have been bad had
Terminus not moved out of the way of that attack from Shaun Andrews.
Quadros: Looks like Natalie is trying to
finish the job for Terminus here.
The ref is checking on Terminus as Natalie Snow is up on the ring steps as she
grabs a hold of Shaun Andrews arm and smacks it against the ring post not once but twice!! Before the ref turns his
attention over to Andrews as Terminus gets to his feet and heads over to finish what Natalie just started as he pulls
Andrews back off the turnbuckle and shoves him down to the ground. The world champ looks down at Andrews who’s
holding his shoulder here, before connecting with a couple of stomps to the shoulder of Shaun Andrews. Terminus lets out
a yell as he’s starting to build momentum before picking Andrews up off the mat. He picks Andrews up and connects with
the dies irae!!! Terminus with the cover…1….2….thre…..no!! No!! Andrews kicks out!!!
Franks: I thought that was
all she wrote right there.
Quadros: Well Carl…YOU THOUGHT WRONG!!
Terminus can’t believe it as he
thought he had the three count there as Natalie begins to scream at the ref who does his best to ignore her high pitched
screaming. Terminus gets to his feet now as he picks Andrews up off the mat and connects with a European uppercut that
sends The Shooter stumbling back into the ropes. Terminus getting a full head of steam here as he connects with a
clothesline that sends Andrews to the outside of the ring.
Franks: Looks like Terminus is getting ready for a high
risk maneuver!!
Terminus springboards over the ropes and connects with a moonsault onto Shaun Andrews, but the
move does some damage to the champ as well as Terminus is slow to get back to his feet as Natalie Snow runs over to help
her Savior up and accidently stomps the shoulder of Shaun Andrews with her heels in the process. Terminus to his feet
now as the ref reaches a four count…Terminus picking Andrews up off the mat as he goes to whip him into the steel steps,
but Andrews is able to reverse it as Terminus goes head first into the steel steps!!! Andrews slides back into the ring to
break up the count before heading back to the outside as Natalie attends to her savior. She see’s Andrews coming as she
gets in his face, but Andrews just pushes her to the side as grabs a hold of Terminus by his head. Andrews walking around
the outside now and is starting to pick up steam as he goes to slam Terminus head into the ring post, but Terminus is able
to block it with his hands….Terminus with an elbow to the midsection of Shaun Andrews here as the ref reaches a five
count…Two more elbows to the gut follow as Terminus is able to turn around and get behind Andrews. Terminus with the
dropkick to the back of Shaun Andrews head that sends him head first into the ring post.
Franks: It looks like that
move just busted Shaun Andrews wide open Carl!!
Quadros: That bitch is sick!! Look at her!!
Natalie Snow
wipes her finger in the blood of Shaun Andrews before slapping him across the face. Terminus moves her to the side here
as he slides Andrews back into the ring. Terminus goes for the cover….1…..2…..th…..Andrews with the kick out!!! Natalie
can’t believe her eyes as she screams out at the ref while holding three fingers in the air. Andrews rolling around a bit as
Terminus gets to his feet. Terminus helps Andrews to his as he whips him into the turnbuckle…Terminus charges, but
Andrews is able to avoid the attack with a back body drop that sends Terminus to the outside. Andrews falls to a knee as he
tires to gather himself here, before climbing to the top. Terminus slowly getting to his feet as Andrews waits for the
moment and finds it as he leaps and connects with a drop kick to the world champ to the outside!!!!
Franks: What a
move by Shaun Andrews!! What a move!!!
Quadros: This match might just steal the show here tonight!!!
The
move took a lot out of Andrews as well, but he’s able to pull himself to his feet as Natalie glares at him with her evil eyes.
Andrews grabbing Terminus by his hair and he drags him up to his feet as you notice a little bit of blood flowing from
Terminus as well after that drop kick from Shaun Andrews. Andrews slides him back into the ring here and follows him in.
Terminus rolls over to his feet as Andrews goes on the attack here with a quick belly to belly suplex. Andrews with the
cover…1……2…..th…no! Terminus kicks out!!! Andrews doesn’t bother wasting any time arguing with the ref as Natalie is
once again up on the ring apron trying to distract whoever she can to help her savior out. Andrews makes the mistake of
walking over as she rears back and slaps him again across the face allowing Terminus to get to his feet. Andrews turns
around just in time to avoid the attack from Terminus as he runs into Natalie and she goes flying off the ring apron.
Andrews with a quick roll up…1…2…..and a kickout by Terminus as both men quickly get to their feet here, but Andrews
is able to connect with a clothesline. Terminus pops right back up and ducks the haymaker from Andrews. Terminus with a
kick to the midsection of Andrews here and connects with a quick snap suplex. Terminus rolling over and to his feet here
as he climbs to the top rope…Terminus leaps and connects with a skytwister press…Terminus with the cover…1…..2….and
a kickout by Shaun Andrews!!!
Franks: What a match Ray!!! These two men are beating the living hell out of one
another.
Quadros: Yeah and Natalie just took a nasty fall..I should go see if she needs mouth to mouth
assistance!!
Franks: Ray you know better than that!
Quadros: Well it’s a lot better than ass to mouth
assistance. I heard that can get pretty sh*tty at times.
Natalie Snow is starting to come around on the outside as
Terminus shoots a look her way to see how his High Priestess is doing., before turning his attention back to Shaun
Andrews. Andrews has gotten to a knee, but not for long as Terminus charges and connects with a hellacious kick to the
chin of Shaun Andrews, as Andrews folds over to the ground.
Franks: He may have just knocked him out right
there!
Terminus goes for the cover…1……2…..thre…..and another kickout by Shaun Andrews!!! As Terminus
thought he may have had the match won right there. Terminus to his feet as he helps Andrews up and whips him into the
ropes, Andrews bounces off with a flying cross body splash to the champ as both men are down…
Quadros: Andrews
may have used his last bit of energy right there Carl!
Franks: I might agree with you on that one Ray. What a
showing by these two men, neither one giving an inch, and neither one wanting to stay down.
Both men slowing
getting to their feet here as the ref reaches a five count, and their both to there feet…Andrews with a kick to the
midsection of Terminus as the champ hunches over, Andrews puts his head between his legs and signals for his setup
piledriver and hits it!! This may be all she wrote for the world champion as Andrews applies THE FREESTYLE!!! Natalie
Snow digging around now for something as Andrews is awful close to the ropes…Andrews locking it in tighter as Terminus
is trying to fight it off, but he’s not able to get to the ropes…This might be it…Terminus looking as though he’s ready to
tap!!! Andrews screaming on telling Terminus to tap…The ref looking on as he moves about, Natalie Snow sees and
opportunity and throws something into the eyes of Shaun Andrews. Andrews breaks the hold as Terminus was seconds
away from tapping out!!!
Franks: Natalie Snow may have just cost Shaun Andrews this match with that!
Quadros: What was that she threw into the eyes of Shaun Andrews?
Terminus gets to his feet as he see’s
Andrews rolling around on the ground and decides to take advantage of the situation as he picks Andrews up and rakes his
eyes for good measure as Andrews fires wild rights and lefts hoping to connect with Terminus, but his vision for the time is
gone. Terminus chuckles at Andrews wild attempts to hit him as he dances around a bit adding insult to injury to The
Shooter. Andrews trying to wipe the substance from his eye now but Terminus is right in there with a Requiem
Aeternam….Terminus with the cover…1…..2….3!!!!!NO!!! NO!!! THE REF SAYS ANDREWS KICKED OUT!!! ANDREWS
KICKED OUT!!!! Terminus can’t believe it as he gets to his feet obviously frustrated after that!! Natalie Snow is once again
yelling at the ref as she watches as her Savior picks Shaun Andrews up off the mat…Terminus is going for THE
APOTHEOSIS…OH MY GOD!!! SHAUN ANDREWS IS ABLE TO REVERSE THE APOTHEOSIS….ANDREWS WITH THE
COVER….1……2….THR!!! TERMINUS KICKS OUT!! TERMINUS KICKS OUT!!!
Franks: The PWA World Heavyweight Champion just will not quit at all costs!
Quadros: Shaun Andrews almost shocked the world!
Shaun Andrews is on his knees and holding his head with complete and utter frustration. Terminus is barely starting
to crawl towards the ropes. He needs some separation. He starts using the ropes to get to his feet. In shoots Shaun
Andrews! RAP IT UP! RAP IT UP!! SHAUN ANDREWS APPLIES HIS TAZMISSION! Terminus is holding the ropes! The
referee wants a clean break! Andrews powers Terminus away from the ropes! The crowd is going ballistic as Terminus is
sprawling like a madman trying to find those ropes! Terminus goes down and Andrews still has the RAP IT UP applied!
Franks: Listen to these fans! They’re cheering for Andrews!
Quadros: Idiots! Terminus cannot lose!
Shaun Andrews is yanking on Terminus’ neck like pitbull going in for the kill! Terminus looks like he’s OUT cold! The
referee shoots in to see if Terminus is still with it! He raises the Champion’s arm…it FALLS! He raises the arm again!…IT
FALLS!! Shaun Andrew applies more pressure until his own face is turning red! The referee raises Terminus’ hand ONE
LAST TIME!…………………………….....................
OH! OH!
OH! FUCKING GOD NO!!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
JASON FUCKING SANDMAN just blasted the living crap out of Shaun Andrews with a steel chair! Shaun Andrews is
out cold! Terminus is out cold and Jason Sandman is prowling around the ring keeping everybody out with his destroyed
steel chair. The referee instantly calls for the bell!
Marshall: Ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner! As a result of disqualification…your winner…SHAUN
ANDREWS!!
The crowd pops for a moment until Jason Sandman hits Shaun Andrews’ limp body with the chair again! “Bullshit!
Bullshit! Bullshit!” Andrews doesn’t look like a winner as Jason Sandman parades around the ring. Sandman pulls up
Shaun Andrews’ body and ties his hands up between the middle and top rope. Shaun Andrews is out cold and tied up,
helpless.
Franks: This is just sick, Ray!
Quadros: You don’t try to make yourself a deity around here without first going to Hell, Carl. Shaun Andrews is on his
way there now!
Jason Sandman slides out of the ring and looks underneath. He pulls out another chair and slides it into the ring. He
then pulls out a coil of barbed wire and slides that in as well! The crowd continues to boo as Sandman enters the ring. Jason
Sandman picks up the coil of barbed wire and raises it above his head for the crowd to see. He then ever so gently places it
on Shaun Andrews’ head. Andrews suddenly looks up with a dribble of blood running down his face. He spits into Jason
Sandman’s face! Sandman doesn’t hesitate one moment after that by BLASTING the new steel chair over Shaun Andrews’
head! OH!! The barbed wire is compressed into Andrews’ skull and he’s done and out cold for good now!
Franks: Jesus!
Quadros: You’re damn right! You paid for your sins, Shaun!
Terminus slowly gets to his feet with a smile under his mask as Natalie Snow is nearby helping. Sandman pulls
something out of his pocket and hands it to Terminus as he looks away from the crucifixion scene he’s made out of Shaun
Andrews. Terminus hobbles over and kneels down in front of Andrews’ broken hanging body, taking an empty vile and
using it to scoop up some of Shaun’s blood from the puddle below. Terminus laughs as he’s given the PWA World
Heavyweight Championship from Natalie Snow. The three of them exit the ring, looking back at the broken Shaun
Andrews’ while trash is being thrown in their direction.
Quadros: More collected blood, Carl. I love it.
Franks: This is just sick. Is this what Project Catastrophe is all about?
Trechery?
Written By: Your Mama
As Terminus and Jason Sandman make their way through the back smiling and laughing at what just took place in the
ring, knowing Project C has made yet another example they are confronted by two men wearing masks. Unsure of what’s
about to happen Terminus and Sandman instantly tense up and prepare for the battle, but it’s two late as two loud cracks
ring out through the backstage area as Terminus and Sandman fall to the ground, a result of a third masked man and a
steel chair. The two quick chair shots to the head send The World Champ and Atlantic Champ to the ground as the other
two men laugh as they look at their other masked counterpart as he reaches over and grabs another steel chair. He tosses
it to the ground as he winds up once again and cracks Terminus over the back with the steel chair. The other two point to
Sandman as the man rears back and cracks him over the back as both men fall to the ground face first. He the tosses the
steel chair to the ground as he looks on at the other men.
Quadros: What the hell are these guys doing? Digging their own graves?
Franks: Looks like they are in control of this situation Ray!
Backstage the largest of the three masked men reaches down and picks Terminus up off the ground…He puts his
head between his legs and connects with THE LIONS MANE onto the steel chair!!!
Quadros: What the!
Franks: The masked man just hit Valentine Lionheart’s finisher on Terminus!!!
Quadros: That can’t be Lionheart!!!
The other man picks Sandman up off the ground…He puts his head between his legs and connects with THE
Z-EXPRESSION ONTO THE CHAIR!!! The three masked men look at one another and back at the carnage they just
created before walking off.
Disrespectfully Shut Out?
Written by: Neil
For whatever reason, tonight Board of Director members Wren Chesney and Victory Cornelius Roberts are walking
around with the biggest grins anybody has ever seen. What makes them so happy tonight? Project Catastrophe of course.
While the whole combination of two factions joining together came as quite a surprise to them, they have begun to revel in
the fact that this group could cause some major problems for their most hated rival: Commissioner Butcher.
The two roam the halls hand in hand, preparing to meet with their potential new allies. As they approach a locker
room door which reads “Project Catastrophe” the door opens slightly and out comes another Board of Director member,
Demitre Lionheart.
Wren: Ah! Demitre, it is SO good to see you tonight.
Demitre: Wren…Victor. What do I owe this pleasure?
Wren: Nothing much really. We just wanted to stop by and express our sincerest gratitude and well wishes upon the
creation of Project Catastrophe. Isn’t that right, dear?
VCR: Um, yes. Indeed! Excellent work, Demitre!
Demitre: Oh but this is ONLY the beginning, Wren. There are many goals within the Project that must be obtained.
Just forming and making our allegiances known doesn’t mean we have succeeded. But we shall succeed in due time.
Wren: Excellent. I have been very appreciative of the work you’ve all done thus far tonight. I cannot wait to see what
else the Project has in store. Perhaps we can speak to the members of Project Catastrophe?
Demitre Lionheart makes sure to stand in front of the door fully, denying access for the time being.
Demitre: What for?
Wren: To personally thank the group for what they stand for.
Demitre: I don’t think that would be a wise idea.
Wren: Why not?
Demitre: It has to do with something that occurred last week.
Wren: Oh?
Mr. Lionheart looks around coyly then waves the couple to come in closer. He then whispers something to Ms.
Chesney and VCR.
Demitre: *whispers* It is Kaito. He feels disrespected by you last week.
Wren: Disrespected?
Demitre: Yes. You completely blew him off last week with his question as to why you backed JJ Biggs for the #1
Contender match and not him. And then you further insulted him by calling him Chinese.
VCR: I told you he was Japanese, Wren!
Wren: Oh shut up. Well, Demitre, tell Kaito that I was…mistaken. Tell him I did not mean to disrespect our lone
Korean wrestler…
VCR: Japanese!
Wren: Whatever!
Demitre: I will convey your message, Wren. Personally if I were you two I’d stay away from this locker room for the rest of
the night. Kaito is really upset about this AND his loss to JJ Biggs. He is in a killer mood so stay clear until he has calmed
down.
Wren: Understood. Thank you, Demitre.
With that said, she nods to Mr. Lionheart and begins to continue her way down the hallway with VCR. Demitre
Lionheart smirks slightly as he disappears back into the Project Catastrophe locker room.
Wren: I cannot believe that little man from Hong Kong! Hold a grudge against me will he? Wait until I speak to the
leaders of Project Catastrophe! His issues with me are going to hold back the biggest union of power in wrestling history!
VCR: He’ll get over it, Wren. We’ll just have to send him a gift next week or something.
Wren: A gift? Hmm. I think I know exactly what he needs.
JJ Biggs & Ryan Shane vs. Jake Keeton & Jiraiya Kaito
Written by: Neil
A hush fills the arena and a mixed reaction of mostly cheers echoes from the crowd as "Game On" by Disciple hits the
PA. Jake Keeton slowly emerges through the curtains with his full attention focused on the upcoming match. He waves
around the PWA World Heavyweight Championship with some pride like he owns the place. He then walks down the ramp
barely acknowledging the fans that call him “traitor” and “sell-out” as he steps into the ring and begins to stretch.
Franks: Boy these fans here in Miami don’t care for Jake Keeton one bit. Maybe it has to do with the fact that he’s self
centered or maybe it’s because he joined the army known as Project Catastrophe last week.
Quadros: Or maybe Jake Keeton just doesn’t give a crap. He came into this company with a legacy to uphold and he’s
done everything to make these people remember his name for years to come.
The lights go out in the arena. A dragon roar is heard over the arena speakers as fire explodes from the stage area.
The first opening riff of Acma's "Follow Your Generation" plays as blue lights swoop throughout the arena. Upon the next
riff, white lights swoop back in the opposite direction. On the third riff, blue lights swoop back in their original direction. As
the song progresses, blue and white lights go into a strobe effect in tune with the music. Jiraiya Kaito makes his way out
onto the stage and holds a burning torch above his head, drawing in heat from the fans in attendance. He brings the torch
down to his side and walks toward the ring, swiping it at any fans who have their hands outstretched. He then slides into
the ring and walks toward the center of the ring. Once there, Jiraiya Kaito kneels down and holds the torch out in front of
him, causing a single blue light in the arena to focus on him as he goes into semi-meditation mode. Slowly, he raises the
torch above his head and looks up at it. He spews a liquid into the torch, causing a blue flame to erupt from it, and at the
same time all four ringposts explode with blue flames. Once the flames die out, the arena lights return to normal and
Jiraiya Kaito remains kneeling in the center of the ring with the torch held in front of him once again.
Franks: Kaito has been in a bit of a slide recently but now he has a chance to get back to his winning ways with a
Project Catastrophe member at his side.
Quadros: He’ll be fine. Guys from Japan hate Mexico and the Caribbean. I wouldn’t have performed well in front of
those third world countries either.
Then Ryan Shane steps out from the back without any music and makes his way down towards the ring. He has his
eyes dead set on Jake Keeton the whole time before he slides into the ring. Once in the ring he still looks like he’s
questioning Keeton’s motives from last week but Jake Keeton isn’t in the mood to explain himself tonight in the ring.
Franks: You have to feel bad for Ryan Shane. Talk about a guy confused over his position. Should he remain loyal to
Jake Keeton and appear to side with Project C or should the rookie pave his own path?
Quadros: I don’t know, Carl. There’s a lot of experience in Project Catastrophe for him to learn from. Maybe he should
hook up with them. Or maybe he should be like Keeton and just do what’s best for him.
"Voices" by Disturbed hits the speaker system as the Miami crowd stands up and explodes with the loudest pop of the
night. 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,
acknowledging his hometown fans . 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 cheers grow louder. He takes off his t-shirt and throws it into
the crowd, causing some JJ Biggs fans to scramble for the merchandise.
Franks: What an anomaly Miami is, Ray. All over the world PWA fans can’t wait to boo Biggs out of the building but
here in his hometown, they don’t care what he does.
Quadros: Damn right. They should cheer this man. Everybody should cheer this man! He isn’t the #1 Contender to the
PWA World Heavyweight Championship for nothing.
Kaito stares a cold look of revenge across the ring towards JJ Biggs, obviously wanting to continue what these two
started last week in the main event. Referee Andy Sheppard calls for the bell to get this match started. Ryan Shane doesn’t
even bother arguing with Biggs over starting as he steps to the outside ring apron. Though on the other side of the ring
there seems to be some conversation brewing between Keeton and Kaito over who’s going to start with JJ Biggs. This
appears to be a one sided conversation as Kaito only replies back towards Keeton with an angered look. Jake Keeton
throws up his arms with a sense of disgust as he steps out onto the ring apron.
Franks: Well it looks like we’re going to get a rematch, Ray.
Quadros: Good. Then JJ Biggs can once again prove he’s better than Kaito any given week.
Biggs and Kaito circle around the ring, Biggs laying on the trash talk over last week’s win. Kaito doesn’t flinch as the
two lock up with JJ Biggs winning outright into a headlock. Biggs wrenches down on Kaito’s head as he circles the ring and
looking out towards his Miami fans to pump them up. Kaito replies with an elbow to the sternum and pushes Biggs off
towards the ropes. Biggs comes off and drops Kaito to the canvass with a shoulder block. JJ Biggs looks like he’s having fun
tonight as he raises his hands in the air over steamrolling Kaito. Big hometown pop for JJ Biggs! Kaito nips up onto his feet
and blasts the unsuspecting Biggs to the side of the head with a devastating kick! JJ Biggs is down and out after that shot!
Franks: Looks like JJ Biggs was playing to his fans too much, Ray. He still has to keep his head in the match.
Quadros: Or at least try to keep his head on his shoulders! Damn! Kaito’s trying to be a home wrecker tonight!
Kaito pulls up the stunned Biggs and bitch slaps the spit right out of his mouth! OOOH! That’ll wake up JJ! Biggs
stumbles back into a neutral corner with a red hand print in his face. Kaito flies in with a knee to the midsection. Kaito
pulls Biggs back up by his hair in the corner and unleashes a solid backhand chop! WHOO!! Another! WHOOOO! Another!
WHOOOO! Another! Another! Another! Another! Another! WHOOOO!! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOPITY! CHOP!
CHOP down the f’n tree! WHOOOOOOOOOOO!! JJ Biggs steps out of the corner with a red raw chest from all the chops.
OH! Kaito with a solid follow up kick to the knee! JJ Biggs goes down in a heap holding his suspect knee. Kaito runs
towards the ropes and comes bouncing off with a low drop kick into Biggs’ exposed face! Kaito hooks the leg!
1...2...THR…KICK OUT!
Franks: Looks like JJ Biggs has unleashed the mean streak in Kaito.
Quadros: You won’t like him when he’s mad!
Kaito, sensing JJ Biggs is still stunned, runs towards the ropes and comes off with a springboard moonsault onto Biggs
for another pin attempt! 1...2...KICK OUT! Kaito doesn’t seem too frustrated over the kick out as he runs a face washing
stomp over Biggs’ face. JJ Biggs is feeling the pain all over the place so far in this match so he simply rolls out of the ring to
see if he can regain some presence in this match again. Ryan Shane raises his hands in the air and yells toward Biggs to
just freakin’ tag out. Biggs pays no attention to the rookie as he rubs his face in pain. Uh oh here comes Kaito running
towards the ropes! Handspring Moonsault! Oh! JJ Biggs moved out of the way and Kaito landed flat on his face near ring
side!
Franks: Kaito went for it all and he got it all by himself!
Quadros: Ha ha! You know JJ Biggs set him up there. He knows how the guy thinks.
Jake Keeton yells out towards Biggs to get his attention but all he gets in return is the two finger salute. Biggs pulls up
Kaito and shoves him head first into the barrier! Heel tactic or not these fans love Biggs and pop for him. JJ then rolls Kaito
back into the ring puts a forearm to the face for the cover. 1...2...THR…NO! Referee pulls back because Biggs is using the
ropes! BOOO! Some big time heel heat raining down on Referee Sheppard over executing the rules! JJ Biggs hoists Kaito
up and spins him onto his knee with a stiff looking back breaker. Biggs again for the cover! 1...2...THR…KICK OUT! “Oh
come on, ref!”
Franks: JJ Biggs is taking advantage of this home crowd, Ray. The referee might be the most hated man in the
building right now.
Quadros: Nobody likes a zebra because nobody likes rules.
Biggs pulls Kaito up and whips him hard into the corner where Shane is standing. JJ Biggs comes in with a running
shoulder that deflates the air out of Kaito. JJ Biggs then decides to give his tag team partner a break and tags out, telling
him not to screw up. Biggs and Shane work together for a moment, executing a double snap suplex. Ryan Shane then
follows up with some boots onto Kaito until the referee asks for a clean break. Kaito rises to his feet and Shane is there to
collect him with a bulldog! Ryan Shane is getting some cheers as he pops up onto the top turnbuckle and sizes Kaito
up…Muru Splash! Shane hooks the leg! 1...2...2.94646513!! Jake Keeton stands on the other side of the ring, looking
slightly impressed.
Franks: What extension there by Ryan Shane but Kaito somehow kicked out!
Ryan Shane doing as he’s been taught applies a sleeper hold that causes Kaito to reach out for ropes that aren’t there.
Shane continues to hold onto the sleeper in a technical fashion that just simply dies the crowd down. Referee Sheppard
looks to see if Kaito is out. He raises Kaito’s hand…it drops! He raises the hand again…it drops! He raises Kaito’s hand one
more time! OH! The sleeper hold is broken by Jake Keeton coming in and dropping a stomp to the back of Shane’s head!
Keeton returns to his corner without a word as Ryan Shane looks to be quite pissed off over his usual tag team partner’s
move. Shane starts yelling at Keeton, even telling him to bring it on! Roll up! Kaito rolls up Ryan Shane! 1...2...THR…KICK
OUT! JJ Biggs and Michael Bourne almost had a heart attack because of the rookie!
Franks: Ryan Shane needs to keep focused here. Figure out his deal with Keeton later.
Quadros: The only ‘deal’ that’s between Shane and Keeton is the fact that this rookie doesn’t respect the veteran’s
choice.
Ryan Shane pops back up and lays a boot to the face of Kaito, who’s still a little out of it. Shane pulls up Kaito and
releases him with an Irish whip. Kaito returns and delivers a rolling wheel kick to Shane’s face! The rookie didn’t see that
coming! Kaito sits up and shakes out the cobwebs for a moment before rolling over and tagging out to Jake Keeton! Keeton
steps between the ropes and looks down at the dazed Ryan Shane. Jake Keeton shakes his head for a moment as if he has
a choice to make. Then he just unleashes a series of stomps onto Ryan Shane! The crowd boos as Keeton does his job. He
pulls up Shane and whips him hard into a neutral corner. Full head of steam and Keeton plasters Shane with a clothesline
in the corner! Snap mare takedown by Keeton and he follows up with a soccer-style kick straight to the spine! As Shane
arcs his back in pain, Keeton yanks him down, drops an elbow and hooks the leg! 1...2...THR…KICK OUT!
Franks: Jake Keeton is going to town on the confused Ryan Shane.
Quadros: He’s teaching the boy a lesson or two.
JJ Biggs yells out to Keeton if he wants a piece of this shit. A retaliatory middle finger is sent JJ Biggs’ way this time
around. Keeton pulls Ryan Shane up and hooks him…exploder suplex! Ryan Shane is like a rag doll as Keeton hooks the
leg again. 1...2...THREE…KICK OUT!! Jake Keeton looks impressed at the kick out for a moment but decides he’s not
giving up on this momentum. He lays Shane chest first across the middle rope and puts a knee into Shane’s back. “Come
on, Ryan!” he yells. Keeton steps back and looks for a running head start. He runs towards Shane with a knee but Ryan
gets out of the way just in time! Jake Keeton’s knee bounces off the ropes and he falls to the match clutching himself. Ryan
Shane reaches out as JJ Biggs is reaching in…TAG! The crowd pops!
Franks: JJ Biggs is back in this match!
Biggs flies across the ring like a mad man and pops Kaito in the face with a shoulder, knocking him to the floor! JJ
Biggs runs over to the rising Jake Keeton…Biggs with a chop block to Keeton’s knee! Biggs grabs the leg and starts
stomping on it with wreckless abandon! JJ Biggs steps through and flips Keeton over! SHARP SHOOTER! The crowd pops
as Jake Keeton is damn near dead nuts in the middle of the ring! Referee Sheppard wants to know if Keeton wants to tap!
NO! Biggs leans back even more! Tap! NO! OH! Kaito springboarded into the ring with a drop kick square into Biggs’ jaw!
The crowd goes into a booing frenzy as Kaito starts unleashing some stomps onto JJ Biggs like the pissed off Seiryuu that
he is! The referee is trying to get Kaito out of the ring but the enraged Kaito will have none of that! Kaito pulls up Biggs
and drags him into the corner head first…OH! Kaito with a sick looking Asai DDT out of the corner that spikes Biggs on his
head!
Franks: Geez! Kaito better watch out or he’s going to get disqualified!
Quadros: You can’t disqualify him!
In comes a limping pissed off Jake Keeton to assist Kaito. OH! Double powerbomb on JJ Biggs and he’s laid out!
Michael Bourne looks towards Shane and wants him to do something. Shane looks like he’s going to step in but Bourne
beats him to the punch. Bourne up on the ring apron trying to distract both Kaito and Keeton! It works to his disadvantage
though as Kaito flips him over the top rope and into the ring! Like two crazed thugs, Kaito and Keeton stare down wimpy
Michael Bourne who’s on his rear end, backing up and calling for a time-out. There ain’t no time-outs in this business, bub.
Keeton and Kaito are about ready to reign down some terror onto this defenseless empty suit. Out of the corner of
Referee Sheppard’s eye he catches Ryan Shane tagging himself in over a barely moving JJ Biggs!
Quadros: Bourne you’re in for it now you idiot!
Franks: Ryan Shane just tagged in!
Quadros: What?
Ryan Shane pops into the ring and connects with a double clothesline to the back of Kaito and Keeton’s heads! The
crowd pops for Shane! Kaito gets up…right! Left! Right! Left! Shane with a series of punches onto Kaito, staggering him!
Jake Keeton is up himself…right! Left! Right! Left! Shane rocks Keeton! Kaito with a wild whipping kick! Shane ducks and
Jake Keeton gets destroyed by the kick! Shane turns around and lands some more shots on Kaito! Right! Left! Right! Left!
European uppercut onto Kaito! Kaito sails over the top rope and to the outside! Jake Keeton wobbles to his feet holding his
head to see if it’s still there…Someday Snap by Ryan Shane that damn near breaks the PWA Light Heavyweight Champion
in two!
Franks: What a move by Ryan Shane!
Michael Bourne gets the hell out of the ring before he gets mixed up in this any further! Ryan Shane’s all pumped up
as he’s setting up Jake Keeton for his finisher! Here comes Kaito again! The guy won’t die! Kaito slingshots himself back
into the ring with a possible drop kick to the unsuspecting Ryan Shane’s head! NO! JJ Biggs catches Kaito in midair and
drops him with a powerslam! The crowd POPS! Keeton gets to a knee…SHANING WIZARD! Oh! What a cracking kick by
Ryan Shane onto his tag team partner and supposed teacher! Shane hooks the leg and the crowd counts! ONE! TWO!
THREE!!! DING! DING! DING! Michael Bourne throws his hands up in victory!
Franks: He did it! Ryan Shane did it! He pins Jake Keeton to win this match!
Quadros: Someday you say? Right now is what I say!
Someone in the back doesn’t know what to play because Ryan Shane doesn’t have a song yet! So “Voices” kicks back
up and the crowd pops loudly again for JJ Biggs’ theme song. Ryan Shane is in the middle of the ring pumping a fist all fired
up as Kaito and Jake Keeton are down wondering what the hell just happened. Uh-oh…JJ Biggs spins Ryan Shane around
and pushes him towards a corner! The theme music stops!
Quadros: That kid stole your shining moment, JJ! Show him who the home town man is!
The crowd quiets down a little bit as JJ Biggs looks like he’s about to end this rookie’s celebration. Biggs has a smug
look over his face as he approaches the defensive Ryan Shane! Here it comes! Biggs grabs Shane by the arm and raises it in
the air in victory, causing the crowd to pop again! Still, JJ Biggs doesn’t look too thrilled he didn’t get the pin fall tonight.
Closing Message
Written by: Josh, Chris, Nathan, & Danny
The crowd sits back in anticipation as the three masked men from earlier in the show make their way down to the ring
as the four men in the ring look on unsure of what’s about to happen as the three men continue to make their way down to
the ring. The three men look at one another as they surround the ring to the best of their ability and slide into the ring.
Biggs and Shane stare on as they slide out of the ring, but Keeton and Kaito remain poised and ready to fight as a video
begins to play over the mega-screen.
Backstage a man is seen wearing a mask outside of the Project C locker room as you hear some banging in the
background as a good looking woman walks past and glances at the man in the mask. The man takes off his mask to reveal
that it’s Maelstrom as he walks over to the woman and begins to carry on a conversation with her.
Maelstrom: How we doin’ taday miss?
The woman glances at Maelstrom, but wasn’t able to hear exactly what he said due to the loud noise coming from
inside of the Project C locker room as they try to exit the room, which doesn’t quit work out for them as the forklift parked
there pushes against the doors allowing for them not to open. Maelstrom notices that the woman can’t hear him as he
walks over towards the door and begins to yell.
Maelstrom: At’s enough noise outta you! I’m out here tryin’ ta get my swerve on and you alls continue to be rude. Yer
all lucky I don’t come in there and whip the whole lot of ya!
The banging grows louder as Maelstrom walks back over to the woman.
Maelstrom: Where was I?
Inside the ring Keeton and Kaito notice that there are no reinforcements coming as the third man gets behind them
and clocks Keeton over the back of the head with a stiff elbow as the other two men join in on the fun as Ryan Shane
stands on not sure what to do. Shane looks like he wants to jump in and help Keeton, as the fans being to boo as Demitre
Lionheart comes running out of the back wielding a steel chair to try and save the day as Biggs walks up the ramp, but
BIGGS with a hellacious clothesline to Demitre Lionheart as Lionheart falls flat on his back. Biggs picks Lionheart up now
as he drags him down to the ring and slides him into the ring as Ryan Shane climbs up on the apron and onto the
turnbuckle. Shane leaps and connects with a drop kick to the largest of the masked men, but the other two quickly swarm
Shane and toss him to the outside of the ring onto the Spanish Announce table as they go back to work on Keeton and
Kaito.
Quadros: What the hell is going on here!! We need security!!!
Franks: There’s no one to order security Ray. Maelstrom has them all locked inside the room!
Lionheart gets to his feet as Biggs is sizing him up and connects with a Biggs Implant to Demitre Lionheart as the fans
look on cheering as the three men remove their mask to reveal that it’s Jostrodomus, Chris Cypher, and Chris Wilkins!!!
Quadros: I thought Joz issued a statement that he had personal matters to attend to this week and wasn’t going to be
here! What a lyin’ sack of dog crap!!!
Franks: Guess he told a white lie huh Ray?
Keeton and Kaito are at the mercy of the four men now as Joz and Cypher look at Ryan Shane, basically telling him to
choose his side, but Shane wants no part is what’s going on as he heads the rest of the way up the ramp. Wilkins picking
Keeton up now as he connects with a Flipping shot as Cypher climbs the top turnbuckles. Joz picks Keeton up and stands
him up as Cypher leaps and connects with the Cuban Missile Crisis!!!
Kaito is to his feet as Joz sizes him up and connects with the NUFF said, but Kaito falls right into the arms of JJ Biggs
who delivers another BIGGS IMPLANT!!!
The fans cheer the men on as the scene of Maelstrom in the back continues to play on the mega screen as Maelstrom
sits there on the fork lift drinking a beer toying with the members of Project C some as he allows the door to open a little
bit.
Inside the ring Biggs, Wilkins, Joz, and Cypher stand in Union looking down at the fallen members of Project
Catastrophe!!!
Quadros: THERE WILL BE HELL TO PAY CARL!!! THESE MEN WILL ALL PAY!!!
Franks: Well it looks like these guys ain’t going down without a fight and they showed Adam Majors and company how
you do business. That’s all we have for you tonight ladies and gentlemen, be sure to tune into Violation next week…
Quadros: And expect revenge!!!
Franks: Things are heating up here as finally some of the top guys in PWA for the past have joined together to take on
Project Catastrophe!! How will all this play out? Tune in next week to find out!!!
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