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Violation 20
Sunday, March 2nd, 2008
Georgia Dome in Atlanta, Georgia
The night when the lights went out in Georgia...
Secret Garden
Written by: ???
The Violation-Tron begins to crackle interrupting the announce team and breaking up their speech, on the huge screen in front of the thousands of fans a video begins to play.
The video in black and white shows a huge wall surrounding a mansion, the camera zooms in over the wall and into the garden where you see three or four bodyguards smoking by a swimming pool.
The camera pans away from them and to a window where you see a woman getting changed, the camera zooms in but you still can’t quite make out what is going on as it is out of focus, she walks away from the window as the scene ends.
Franks: What was that all about?
Quadros: I don't know. Somebody must be fooling around backstage with our technical gear.
Captain Howdy vs. Dirk Bentley
Written by: Jerry
The lights dim, as "Captain Howdy" begins to play. He walks to the ring, smiling and waving one moment, cursing and snarling at the fans the next. On the screen behind him, are scenes from several matches and brutal attacks he has participated in during his career. He brings his steel walking stick with him, and rolls under the bottom rope, standing and giving the ring attendant his jacket and walking stick with instructions to place them on the announcer's table. He goes to the far side of the ring from the entrance ramp, and waits in the corner, watching for his opponent....
Franks: This is the first match for Captain Howdy here in the PWA....
"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 starts jawing with Captain Howdy
Franks: This is going to be a brawl here, Dirk is coming off one hell of a match and this is the Captains first ever match here in the PWA.
Quadros: I hope these two just beat the hell out of each other so we can get to some real matches....
( Dirk starts off swinging some haymakers to the side of the head of Captain Howdy, Howdy just stands there smiling as he takes the abuse. Dirk gives a quick kick to the mid section buckling Howdy over, Dirk goes into the ropes and comes back with a high knee attempt but Howdy counters with a hard clothesline sending the cowboy to the mat )
Quadros: Howdy is loving this, taking the pain and dishing it out.
Franks: But should he be toying with Dirk who is not a wrestling rookie just a rookie here to the PWA?
Quadros: I don’t think he cares, he is back on the offensive against Dirk....
( Howdy pulls the cowboy up by the hair and delivers a few stiff European uppercuts. Dirk attempts to block a few of them but to no prevail as he ends up in the backed up in the corner. )
Franks: It looks as if the Cowboy has had enough, He just grabbed Howdy and turned the tables tossing him into the corner.
( Dirk delivers a few quick rights and then snaps Howdy out of the corner sending him across into the other turn buckle. Dirk follows in after and nails a huge body splash onto Howdy. Howdy staggers out of the corner and is met by Dirk who slides behind his and connects with a German Suplex )
Quadros: Yes the Cowboy is now showing some real attitude. Did you see Howdy’s head bounce off of that lower turnbuckle?
Franks: I think Dirk is trying to prove a point this week.
Quadros: Yeah that he will fuck up any one that steps into the ring with him
( Dirk is walking around the ring waiting for Howdy to slowly get to his feet. As Howdy pulls him side up Dirk waits right behind him stalking him. Howdy turns and Dirk comes at him with a SOUTHERN COMFORT ( Super Kick )...But Howdy ducks underneath it and sweeps out the leg of Dirk sending him to the mat hard )
Quadros: Dirk was trying to end it right there...Southern Comfort I here has ended the night of a lot of wrestlers.
Franks: But he went to early with it and now Howdy has the upper hand.
( Howdy takes quick advantage and locks a neck vice onto Dirk right in the middle of the ring. The ref is asking Dirk if he wants to give up. Dirk is doing everything in his power to get back to his feet. )
Franks: Quick elbow to the gut of Howdy, and another...Dirk is back to his feet.
Quadros: Dirk is going off of the ropes and comes back with a huge body block onto Howdy.
( Dirk comes off of the opposite side and nails Howdy again sending him into the mat. Dirk raise Howdy to his feet and hits him with a hard neck breaker. Dirk lifts Howdy back to his feet and tosses him into the ropes. Howdy comes off of the ropes into the waiting arms of Dirk who nails a HUGE Spine Buster. Dirks hooks the leg for the cover 1...2....Kick Out. )
Quadros: Dirk is pissed he thought he had this match won right there....
Franks: Captain Howdy is not going to give up that quick, He wants a win here just as much as the Cowboy does.
( Dirk begins to stomp on the arms and legs of Howdy. Howdy is attempting to get up, Dirk comes off of the ropes and hammers Howdy with a Kick to the head )
Quadros: This is the end for Captain Howdy, The cowboy is control and is now setting him up for another Southern Comfort.
Franks: If he connects it is going to be all over and this match will be put to rest once and for all.
( Dirk circles Howdy and is waiting for hin to get to his feet, Howdy slowly gets up staggering a little bit. Dirk comes at him with his Southern Comfort but Howdy is prepared once again and catches the leg of Dirk. Howdy swings Dirk around and applies “Time Out” ( Sleeper ) right in the middle of the ring. )
Franks: What a counter by Howdy, Dirk is fading quickly. I think this is the end...
Quadros: The ref is raising the hand of Dirk to check him....One....His hand dropped this isn’t good.
Franks: He is raising it a second time....Still no response. The third time....
Quadros: It is all over if that hands falls...
( Dirks hands starts to fall downward but jerks into the air quickly...Howdy is in shock as Dirk starts to come too. Dirk connects with an elbow into the mid section. Howdy releases Dirk who bounces off of the rope and comes back, but Howdy is ready and connects with Playtime's Over (Vertibreaker )he hooks the leg 1...2....3. )
Franks: It looks likes the Cowboy will have to keep fighting for his first win...
Quadros: But Captain Howdy is all ready there with his first win.
Lost in Her Own Mind
Written by: ???
Again the Violation-Tron crackles until a video plays once again, this time from the bushes, you notice that the body guards have once again joined together in the garden for a smoke, the camera zooms in on them counting them one by one, there are five in total.
The camera then pans away from them and to the back door where you see a young woman lounging on a sofa, she is watching a huge HD TV, while flicking through a magazine.
The camera pan back to the guards and then ends transition.
Franks: Again?
Quadros: Somebody is going to get fired over this!
Adam Majors vs. Chris Wilkins
Written by: Jake
Layne Marshall: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first weighing in at 175lbs and hailing from Odgen, Utah, here is Chris Wilkins!!!
"What I Want" by Daughtry begins to play in the arena. As the chorus starts, a blast of fireworks come out from the entrance ramp and smoke starts to fill the arena. It begins to clear and standing on the stage are Chris Wilkins and Jessi Colter, holding hands. They walk down to the ring and when they reach ringside, they kiss then Jessi goes to the side of the ring as Chris slides in. He gets on a turnbuckle and raises his arms.
Franks: Wilkins looks ready to go here but he’s got a tough test ahead of him against the newcomer Adam Majors who is coming off a loss to Valentine Lionheart.
Quadros: Both of these guys oppose The Project but they’re wasting their time.
Layne Marshall: And his opponent…from Grand Rapids, Michigan, he weighs in at 254lbs, this is Adam Majors!!!
The lights in the arena go off as "Violnet 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 chorus hits Majors walks down to the ring hyping up the fans. Finally stopping on the ring apron raising his arms out then looking to the sky before stepping into the ring.
Franks: Here we go Ray, the size advantage certainly belongs to Majors but you can never count Chris Wilkins out.
Quadros: I wish they’d both get counted out right now, I have to pee.
(Majors and Wilkins circle one another and the bell sounds. Chris shoots in to initiates a collar and elbow tie up but Adam snatches him into a standing side headlock. Majors cranks on the headlock but Wilkins fires three rapid fire shots into the gut and forces Majors to break it. Wilkins whips Majors to the ropes and drops down to the mat for Majors to leap over him on the rebound. Wilkins quickly hops back to his feet and delivers a picture perfect drop kick the send Majors to the canvas. The fans are solidly behind Chris Wilkins and he pumps his fist in the air acknowledging their cheers.)
Franks: Listen to the support for Chris Wilkins after that impressive exchange left Adam Majors flat on his back.
Quadros: If Majors continues his crusade against Project Catastrophe he’ll be spending a lot of time flat on his back.
(Wilkins begins stomping away at the downed Adam Majors but Majors fights back and makes it to one knee. Spin kick right to the side of Majors head by Wilkins drops the larger man once again and Wilkins is on fire. Chris yanks Majors to his feet and in a great display of power hoists the much heavier man up onto his shoulders. Majors wiggles free though and drops down behind Wilkins. Wilkins ducks a short clothesline attempt by Majors and hits the ropes before Majors can even turn back around to see Wilkins charging at him Chris sends him face first into the mat with a Running Bulldog.)
Franks: So far it’s all Chris Wilkins, he’s really putting on a show.
Quadros: Majors is probably still feeling the beating he took at the hands of The Omega Messiah.
Franks: That match was much closer than the outcome shows.
Quadros: Whatever, Majors never had a chance, Carl.
(Wilkins quickly drops down and locks Majors in an STF. Referee Steve Upshaw asks Majors if he wants to quit to which Adam replies “Hell No.” causing Wilkins to apply even more pressure to the hold. Majors face contorts in agony as Wilkins pulls back on the chin of Majors. Slowly Majors begins clawing his way to the ropes. His finger tips can almost touch them but Wilkins yanks back again.)
Franks: He’s about to tap, Adam Majors is about to tap out to Chris Wilkins STF.
Quadros: I saw a woman in Labor on the Learning Channel this morning and she wasn’t even making faces like that.
Franks: That’s shocking.
Quadros: That she was making faces?
Franks: No that you were watching The Learning Channel.
(Just when it appears Majors is about to tap out he makes one final lunge at the bottom rope and is able to wrap his fingers around it. Upshaw forces Wilkins to break the hold and he does so cleanly. Majors attempts to stand and as soon as he’s upright Wilkins attempts a Drop Kick to the Knees but Majors sidesteps and Wilkins goes through the ropes and crashing to the floor outside the ring. Majors still feeling the affects of the STF allows Wilkins time to recover and Chris is back up on the ring apron. Majors grabs him by the arm but Wilkins shoots a shoulder into his gut the doubles Adam over. Wilkins flips over the top rope from the apron into the ring and rolls over Majors into a Sunset Flip but Majors won’t go down. Majors drops down into the mount position on the much smaller man. Majors swings his hips to the side and attempts to apply and Arm Bar but Wilkins having scouted his opponent well holds onto his own wrist not allowing Majors to fully extend the arm bar. Wilkins rolls over onto his stomach and scrambles somehow winding up on top in Majors guard. Majors can’t let the opportunity slip by and brings his legs up locking them around the head and shoulder of Wilkins pulling his own arm under his chin. Majors cranks down on Wilkins head and now has his Triangle Choke he calls LAST CHANCE fully locked in.)
Franks: What a turn around, Chris Wilkins was in complete control of this match and now it’s almost over. Adam Majors has that Triangle Choke locked in tight. We’re seconds away from seeing Chris Wilkins tag out to Adam Majors.
Quadros: He’s turning purple.
(Suddenly Majors releases the hold, and begins holding his left thigh while a nearly unconscious Chris Wilkins just slumps to the mat beside him. Majors can be heard screaming in pain at ringside.)
Franks: Wilkins STF earlier in the match must have done the trick, Majors leg cramped up and he couldn’t hold onto his finisher.
Quadros: Women get cramps, real men don’t.
Franks: Shut up Ray, you see athletes taken off the field or court with leg cramps all the time, the same thing just happened to Adam Majors.
(Wilkins begins to stir and turns back to his normal color as the oxygen begins flowing through his brain again. He grabs the middle rope and starts to pull himself up. Majors has rolled to the other side of the ring and is to his feet and is stomping the mat with his left leg trying to shake the cramp. Wilkins runs at Majors but Majors quickly hooks his head and looks to be going for a DDT. Wilkins grabs the wrist of Majors and pulls it lose then stands and yanks it behind his back into a Hammerlock. Wilkins releases the Hammerlock and hooks his fingers under Majors chin and falls back driving his knees into his back with YOU’RE BROKEN!!!)
Franks: This one is over, all Wilkins has to do is cover him.
Quadros: Please I hope it’s soon.
(Wilkins sensing victory covers Majors. 1…2…KICKOUT.)
Franks: He KICKED OUT!!! Adam Majors just kicked out of YOU”RE BROKEN from Chris Wilkins.
Quadros: Damn it to hell, I just need to pee, hurry up!
(Wilkins can’t believe it and rises to his feet in shock. He pulls Majors to his feet and Adam can barely stand. Wilkins delivers a boot to the gut then puts him in position for LAST SHOT. The crowd pops loudly for the chance to see on of the most devastating moves in PWA. Wilkins tries to flip forward but Majors slips free. Wilkins can’t believe it and swings wildly, Majors ducks and Wilkins spins around right into THE MEMORY REMAINS from Adam Majors. Majors makes the cover. 1…2….3!!!)
Layne Marshall: Ladies and Gentlemen the winner of this match… ADAM MAJORS!!!
Franks: What a shocker! Chris Wilkins totally dominated that match for the most part and Adam Majors comes out of no where with that move and picks up the victory. I’m stunned, the fans are cheering for both men as they have made it to their feet and give one another a respectful nod.
(The cheers quickly turn to BOOS.)
Quadros: Finally some excitement!
Franks: This can’t be good. Wing Zero just slid into the ring behind Majors and Wilkins.
(Wilkins and Majors don’t even notice Dante Lionheart and ZEX standing behind them. The two Project Catastrophe members swarm Majors and begin reigning down clubbing blows. Chris Wilkins tries to fight them off of Majors. Wilkins grabs ZEX by the hair but gets nailed from behind by Jake Keeton who just ran to the ring. Keeton hooks Wilkins arms and tosses him backwards over his head and across the ring with a Release Tiger Suplex. Keeton then joins in on the mugging of Majors making it three on one as he begins laying boots to Majors along side Dante and ZEX. The fans are booing so loud the announcers can barely be heard.)
Franks: Jake Keeton and Wing Zero are doing a number on Adam Majors. Keeton will be teaming with Ryan Shane later to take on Wing Zero for the PWA Tag Team Titles. For opponents later they certainly are working well together at the moment.
Quadros: It’s all for the cause of the Project.
(Wing Zero and Keeton toss Majors over the ropes and to the floor and now they turn their attention back to Chris Wilkins. Keeton grabs ZEX by the shoulder and whispers something in his ear. ZEX points to Dante and they slide out of the ring. They begin looking under the ring and they pull out a table. They slide back into the ring with it and set it up. Keeton yanks Wilkins to his feet and slaps him in the face, screaming “Paybacks a bitch.”. Keeton picks Wilkins up and places him on the top turn buckle. Keeton then climbs up in front of him and locks his arms around his waist. Lionheart and ZEX hold the table securely to make sure it doesn’t move and Keeton flips off sending Wilkins and himself crashing through the table with HAVE A DRINK ON ME!!! Chants of “HOLY SHIT” erupt from the crowd along with a plethora of BOOS.)
Franks: HAVE A DRINK ON ME through a table, OH MY GOD!!! Jake Keeton just drove Chris Wilkins through that table from the top rope.
(Keeton stands up and looks down at Wilkins laying in a pile of broken wafer board and twisted metal that once was the table. Keeton smiles down at Wilkins as ZEX pats him on the back. Keeton looks over at ZEX and sneers he then shoots an equally nasty glare at Dante Lionheart before dropping to the mat and rolling to the floor.)
Franks: Well they might have worked well together for a few minutes but Jake Keeton knows what he has to do later tonight and is making sure Wing Zero knows as well because he’s walking to the back alone.
The Same Page
Written by: Andrew & Paul
Terminus is shown entering the locker room assigned for use for RTO members, apparently taking no notice of the presence of Jason Sandman, who is seated on the floor in the corner of the locker room area. The New Age Punisher pulls his championship belt out of his kit bag, stares at it for a moment, and then places it on the bench before turning around, and smiling slightly at his fellow RTO member.
Terminus: Hello, Jason.
Jason laughs.
Jason: Guess I need to find a better hiding spot. Maybe you can tell me a few places.
Terminus, shrugging: Let's just say that I was expecting you to be here...or maybe it's that I'm a bit more aware of what's going on around me than I was last week.
Jason: Yeah about that. You enjoy taking the Lion’s Mane, because I sure as hell didn’t like taking the Z-expression. I fucking told you we can’t trust the Brotherhood, but you had to praise them up. Well guess what your praise got us fucked up.
Terminus, rolling his eyes: You know very well that it wasn't the Brotherhood who attacked us last week. It was Joz, Wilkins and Cypher who initiated the attack...and, judging by your reaction, their attempts to sow distrust among us succeeded.
Jason just looks at Terminus with an evil look in his eyes. Terminus pulls up a chair, and sits straddling it as he regards Jason with a look of frustration in his eyes.
Terminus: Look, we've got a lot to discuss, Jason...do we really need to talk about this right now?
Jason: No time like the present. Just think about this you were jumped twice last week. Once by Ace and once by Team Shit heads. Where was the Brotherhood to help you. Sitting on their asses that’s where. I was the only one willing to help you and I get thanked by being questions about my loyalties.
Terminus: I'm NOT questioning your loyalty, Jason, and I DO appreciate the fact that you've had my back. I just...I just need to know that we're on the same page about this...about the completion of the project. I know the Lionhearts and Zex aren't your favorite people, but they've stated that they're willing to do whatever it takes to help us achieve our goals.
Terminus stares pleadingly at Jason.
Terminus: We don't want to make any more enemies. God knows we seem to have enough of them as it is.
Jason: So I agree to the perfect project or I am an enemy? Are those my choices?
Terminus, angry: Don't you DARE put words in my mouth! That wasn't what I meant and you damned well know it!
Jason gets to the same level and looks Terminus in the eye.
Jason: Evan you are my brother so I am going to forgive you for yelling like that. Just know that I ain’t taking this bull shit anymore. You will sit down and listen to what the fuck I have to say. I listen to you all the damn time. Time for the leader to stop trying to play boss and listen to his solders, before one of them assassinates you.
Terminus: (glaring) Oh, great...another threat. That seems to be our primary method of communication...me trying to talk to you, and you threatening to throttle me in response. It's getting really old, Jason...and I'm starting to get REALLY frustrated.
Jason: You tried to get all tough. Just reminding you that I don’t like people trying to act like I am a bitch. So no more threats. Now it’s only actions.
Terminus: And what's that supposed to mean?
Jason: Just saying no more bull shit. You say you are listening, but you never hear what I am saying. Sometimes I wonder if that mask keeps your ears from hearing anyone you don't want to.
Terminus: And I wonder sometimes whether it would matter to you at all if I DID agree with everything you said.
Jason: Evan, I'm getting fucking tired of going around in circles with you about this...
Terminus: That makes two of us, Jason.
They two edge closer, neither man backing off in the slightest as they stare daggers at one another. Just then, Natalie enters the locker room, and after taking one look at the scene before letting out a loud groan of frustration.
Natalie: Oh for fuck's sake...STOP IT! BOTH OF YOU! STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP IT!
This is what they want! Andrews and Ace and Jostrodomus and The Butcher ALL want the two of you to argue and bicker and be at one another's throats 24-7! Can the two of you not undertand this!?
PLEASE....just...just...stop....
Natalie flops down onto the bench, and buries her face in her hands. Terminus and Jason stare at her for a moment; Terminus then takes a seat beside her, and puts his arm around her.
Terminus: You're right...we're letting this get in the way of what really matters this evening...making certain that everyone knows what we're truly capable of doing when we're on the same page.
I...I want us to be on the same page, Jason. That's all I want. And...and...I promise that I'll listen to what you have to say...I will really listen to what you have to say....OK?
Jason: All I want is for you consider that I might be right sometimes. I can be wrong, but if I know you at least listened we are cool.
Terminus, nodding: OK, so now that we've got that out of the way...let's talk about more pleasant topics...like how we're going to destroy our enemies this evening...
Jason: Well you two lovers have fun. I got something that needs to be done.
With that, the camera shot pans back as Jason Sandman walks out of the locker room shutting the door behind himself.
Bound and Gagged
Written by: ???
The screen flickers, now showing the laid out bodies of the guards each bound and gagged laying in the bushes, the camera then zooms back to the open back door, the woman has now moved on and so the camera follows, stepping inside the rather lavish mansion.
The camera walks forward and then cuts out again ending it’s transmission.
Vow
Written by: Joe
"Wild Out" By the Lox blares through the loud speakers. Shaun Andrews walks out to the ring with his wrestling gear on and a sharp haircut. Of course, Shaun is still styling with his famous, bad ass, Mohawk. Shaun walks to the ring with a mix reaction, mostly boo's. Shaun gets a microphone from Freddy ands slides into the ring.
Shaun Andrews: You know....looking around the Premiere Wrestling Alliance, you wouldn't know that we breed Premiere wrestlers. Premiere wrestler's, especially certain members of the Project, look more of a soap opera to me. You have Project Catastrophe taking up a lot of useless air time. Especially...Terminus, how many segment spots are you going to take up? Every time you look at the television you see Terminus and his whore Natalie calling him Savior every week. How repetitive can you be? Nobody fucking cares about your fucked up life! It's bad enough we have to see your problems in your promo's. It's simple. It's ridiculous how much air time this guy uses. The only time I ever seen something similar was when "Neon" Leon Taylor was in TNW. The thing about that was, Leon was gay. What does that say about Terminus? Project Catastrophe already has Dante Lionheart, and Zex, that have admitted getting there asshole pushed in. But this is your Savior? Give me a fucking break.
::Pop::
Shaun Andrews: See....Terminus is the prime example of a bull shitter. He flaps those gums, runs that mouth....want's to be worth something...but in the end is just like everyone of the other guys from Project Catastrophe that are gagging on Valentine Lionheart's fucking Cock! Cry, Cry, Cry Terminus about how you've been mistreated. The only reason you won Shaun Andrews was because you didn't listen to the referee. You broke the rules. Cry, Cry, Cry about how you've allowed people to share in your visions. If only those vision's would ever work out for you, or those that put the time to build it. Terminus....::
::Shaun pauses for a second.::
Shaun Andrews: Terminus, I told the world last week that I guarantee a victory last in our one on one match, and I came through on my promise. I got a lot of heat for the victory in the locker room. There was a lot of talking shit at the "water cooler". Jostrodomus is said to be jealous because he can't defeat you. You would think he would be happy that somebody in the federation can defeat you, Terminus. Joz, please stop hating. If you somehow think I just got Terminus number, or it was a fluke. I invite you to prove it to the world, and please...shut me up.
::Pauses::
Shaun Andrews: Terminus, you're not that much of a different wrestler then you showed in your TNW career. Of course you got slightly better, but there are still holes in your wrestling game. Most of the same holes you had in your in TNW. Once again, I exposed them. I will do the same thing this week. But a word of advice Terminus, it really doesn't look good going into your World title match against JJ Biggs on a losing streak. So, just ask to stop being booked against me. Anybody else in the federation you defeated, thus far. Make sure Sandman gets choked out, so you can have another excuse why he lost. Terminus, you cannot defeat me. I will prove that once again, tonight....the team of Shaun Andrews and Ace Wydle will come out this match victorious. I don't know why it's a big surprise when I defeat the the top guys of big wrestling companies. I made a name doing that in TNW, why the hell do you think I made the hall of fame?
::Shaun takes a deep breath::
Shaun Andrews: The Angel of Death, you like attacking me from behind with a weapon? You want to take my blood. Your reason is because I'm not the man I was in TNW. I'm not the man I was in TNW because I actually lost in PWA a few times? I showed I wasn't unbeatable in PWA. I tasted a few defeats. I would say I hope everyone enjoyed it, but I know everyone enjoyed it. It's a good thing though, you all should enjoy it. Because....that time is over, I experienced losing and I grew from it. I dug deep inside my soul and found a way to make my defeat work for me. I'm a better man and wrestler because of it. I learned from my mistakes and Vow never to let them happen again. I could of just hung up the wrestling boots. Hell, I have enough money to buy PWA ten times. Instead, I showed the world, I'm a Warrior, by sticking out the bad times in PWA. It's all up hill from now.
::Shaun smiles::
Shaun Andrews: Project C, I'm on a two match winning streak against your little cult. Red Dragon was first victim, and Terminus was the next. You know how I won? I pulled Dragon's tights and ignored the official against Terminus. Right? That's what your telling everyone. I Vow, I will do anything to win! By any means necessary. Jason Sandman, Terminus, it won't be any different this week. I will do everything in my power to make it a third victory in as many weeks. When the bell rings, I'm not finished. I will get my revenge, because this is more then a tag match. This is way beyond personal between us. At the end of the match Sandman and Terminus, you will be FACE DOWN, ASS UP, IN A POOL OF YOUR OWN FUCKING BLOOD!!
:::Shaun drops the mic, and exits the ring as Violation 20 goes to a commerical break::
Panty Raid
Written by: ???
The screen flickers once again, this time showing the large hands of a man, of whom is holding a pair of red lace woman’s panties, the hands bring the panties out of view and you hear a sniffing sound.
The pants are then thrown down on the bed before him, then a sound echoes from another room, the camera moves back into a wardrobe and hides in the shadows, and then the young woman returns, draped in a towel, the young blonde looks at the panties on the bed, she shrugs her shoulders and then turns to the camera, unbeknownst that she is being filmed you notice that the woman is infact the wife of Jostrodomus, she then starts to undress as the camera switches off.
Franks: That's Jostrodomus' wife!
Quadros: This could only mean one thing!
Chris Cypher vs. Aiden Miles
Written by: Quinton
Layne Marshall: This next match is a one on one contest, scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring, hailing from Miami, Florida and weighing in at two hundred six pounds. . .THE STANDARD. . .AIDEN MIIIIIIIIIIILES!
Nonpoint’s “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 it. A black army style shirt, arms cut off, unbuttoned flaps a little in the wind from the smoke machines, as Miles reaches the ring, rolling under the bottom rope.
Layne Marshall: And his opponent, standing six feet, two inches tall and weighing in at two hundred twenty-seven pounds. . . .CHRIS CYYYYYYYPHER!
"Scum of the Earth" by Rob Zombie hits the PA and out from the curtain comes Chris Cypher. He's got an arrogant look on his face and pans the crowd, he takes a few steps towards the ring, then runs the rest of the way, sliding feet first. He then mounts the second turnbuckle and gives a one fist salute to the fans.
The sound of the bell signified the start of the match-up and neither Cypher nor Miles wasted anytime getting at each other, meeting in the center of the squared circle and exchanging vicious closed hand punches.
Franks: Holy crap Ray, these guys are really going at each other.
Quadros: Now this is what I like to see, brutal non-stop violence! The crowd’s loving every minute of this. Listen to the cheers!
Cypher quickly tires of the back and forth exchange and grabs Miles by his hair delivering a punch to the stomach, doubling “The Standard” over with a grunt. Cypher shouts out some insults to the crowd before swinging Miles’ arm over his head and lifting him completely vertical. Cypher holds his opponent in the air as the buzz from the crowd builds before suddenly dropping down and driving Aiden’s head straight into the canvas where he crumples.
Quadros: Oh, man! What a brainbuster by Cypher, look at the way Aiden Miles’ head just got speared into the mat!
Franks: If I was Cypher, I’d definitely go for the cover right now, that was devastating.
But Cypher wasn’t through with Miles yet, hitting the ropes and dropping a quick leg drop across “The Standard’s” sternum on the rebound. Cypher looked to be on a roll now as he grabbed a handful of Miles’ hair and dragged the Florida native to his feet, pushing him into a corner and laying into his chest with some stiff knife edge chops before bringing a forearm across his opponent’s throat cutting off the air supply. The referee immediately recognized the illegal choke and issued a warning to Cypher before starting the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
At four, Chris relented and backed away with his hands up but received a hard poke in the eyes from Miles for his trouble.
Quadros: Poke to the eye! Wowza, that must have hurt.
Franks: Never count out Miles, Ray. He’s a fighter!
Quadros: And a dirty one at that!
Cypher grabbed at his injured eye, turning his back on Miles and half stumbling across the ring. Miles knew that this was his time to capitalize and quickly went on the offensive running up behind Cypher, locking his arms around his waist, hoisting “Your Role Model” high above his head and slamming him into the mat with a nasty German Suplex.
Franks: And now Cypher getting his head driven into the unforgiving mat!
Quadros: An eye for an eye, or in this case. . .a concussion for a concussion!
Miles hopped to his feet and dropped a knee across Cypher’s chest. He mounted his opponent and drove some heavy closed fists into Cypher’s face trying to silence his opponent’s big mouth. The referee again stepped in to separate the two trying to get Miles to cease with the closed fists.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Miles hopped off Cypher, as Cypher brought himself up to a seated position before making the effort to get back to his feet. Ultimately both men got back to their feet at the same time and faced each other once again face to face. Cypher charged towards Miles hoping to get back on the offensive, and ducked a clothesline from “The Standard”. Cypher grabbed onto the waist of Miles, only to receive an elbow to the bridge of his nose making him see stars. Cypher held on though, even when Miles darted for the ring ropes. Miles held onto the ropes and bucked his body backwards in an effort to shake his opponent from his waist. Cypher released and rolled backwards before getting back to his feet – or least he intended to. Before Cypher could get fully back to his feet, Miles had already turned around and brought Cypher back to the floor with a devastating walk up knee strike!
Quadros: JEEEEEZUS I bet they heard that shot in the cheap seats, that looked like it rocked Cypher’s world!!!
Indeed it did as Cypher rolled quickly to his feet but immediately started stumbling around with a glassy look in his eyes. Miles recognized that the lights were on but no one was home and attacked, allowing Cypher to stumble right into his demise. . .ala Capture Suplex Backbreaker!
Franks: CRASH LANDING! CRASH LANDING!
Miles quickly covered up Cypher, hooking the leg but there was no need Cypher wasn’t moving.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Projected Aggression
Written by: Liam
The match between Aiden Miles and Chris Cypher has ended, Project Catastrophe and their opposed have clashed, the two men still riled up by their match are staring each other down, Miles backs away spouting his mouth off.
Cypher steps forward gunning for Aiden when, Dante Lionheart and Zex slide in to the ring each armed with chairs, the two men quickly obliterate Cypher with a Con-Chair-to!
Before Cypher can even slump to the ground Miles hits a super kick to his throat knocking him on his back, Dante and Zex then lay the chairs down on Cypher’s chest and head, they then climb turnbuckles as does Miles.
On the count of three all mean leap off the turnbuckle and down onto Chris Cypher, the first to land is Miles with diving knee drop closely followed by Zex’s Zex-Appeal shooting Star press and finished by Dante’s Earth Shaker Moonsault!
The three members of The Brotherhood Project Catastrophe stand looking down at Cypher, they then pose together each raising their arms before leaving the ring.
Franks: Damn it! Project Catastrophe strikes again! This is completely unnecessary!
Quadros: Like Cypher and his cronies attack on Project members last week was! Cypher wanted this!
Sound Asleep
Written by: ???
The young woman now identified as Tracy, she is lying on the bed sleeping, she is wrapped in the silk sheets, her eyes are firmly shut and in the process of R.E.M, the camera man walks out into the room and over to the bed, he stands looking down over her and slowly reaches out running his hand through her hair, she stirs and turns to her side, the camera goes out of view and slightly closer to her as you hear yet another sniffing sound, the camera pans away as the camera man stands back up away from the bed and walks out of the room.
Jostrodomus vs. Red Dragon
Written by: Mike
Franks: Up next fans we have The Minister of Evil, The Red Dragon going up against The #1 Stunna in Jostrodomus. What's your thoughts on this one Ray?
Quadros: Well, I am glad you asked....
Franks: I was only kidding. Let's get to the ring introductions shall we.
Quadros: I hate you more and more every day.
Franks: The feeling is mutual.
Marshall: This next match is one fall and has a thirty minute time limit. Introducing first, from the "Fiery Pits of Hell". He stands six feet, two inches tall and weighs in at a total of two hundred and twenty eight pounds. Please welcome.....THE RED DRAGON!!!
The 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: What a feather it would be in this young man's cap if he was able to pull the victory out here tonight over the former PWA World Champion.
Quadros: I can feel it! I mean look at this guy, he looks as though he would kick your mom in the face just for the fun of it. Joz is going to have his hands full tonight. I hope he is ready!!
Marshall: ....And introducing his opponnent!
"Enemey" by Sevendust blasts over the PA system as the fans start to cheer. Smoke fills the entrance way and Jostrodomus emerges from the smoke arms in the air, fist clinched, ready to fight. He walks down to the ring with that shit eating grin on his face that we've all become accustomed to and arrogantly gets into the ring as the fans continue cheering.
Marshall: Standing six feet, five inches tall and weighing in at a total of two hundred and sixty-five pounds. He hails from Los Angeles, California. This is JOSTRODOMUS!!!
Quadros: I'm telling you Carl if he thinks this is a cake walk...
Jostrodomus throws his arms in the air for one last firework show and pop from the fans before leaning against the ropes before the match starts.
Quadros: SHIT! I was forget about that last pyro. I damn near crapped my pants.
Franks: I don't think that's what the Butcher meant in your job description as a color commentator.
The referee calls for the bell as each man begins to size each other up before rushing to meet at the center of the ring. They exchange fists with Joz gaining the early advantage forcing the Red Dragon into the corner. The referee calls for a clean break and the Numba #1 Stunna looks as if he is going to obey before he “mushes” Red Dragon in the face. Drawing intense rage from his opponent and a roar of approval from the crowd as he backs up with that self assuring grin on his face begging the Red Dragon to bring it.
Franks: A clear sign of disrespect here in the early going from Joz as he tries to get in the Red Dragon’s head.
Quadros: The Minister of Evil needs to keep his composure here in the early going and not let that happen. That’s one of Joz’s big weaknesses is he likes to showboat for these people. Wait for your opening young man, it will come.
However, the strategy seems to be working for Jostrodomus at the moment as he waives for the Red Dragon to “come get some”. His opponent obliges but rushing out of the corner showing he is not willing to back down from the big man but Joz is waiting and catches him in a power slam! He thinks about going for a pin but then thinks better of it as he yanks the Red Dragon up from the canvas and shoots him into the ropes. The Red Dragon catches himself on the rebound and cocks his arm back for a clothesline of his own but Joz is ready for it and sidesteps the young man and delivers a back elbow smash catching the Red Dragon right on the chin sending the Red Dragon to the canvas. Joz follows it up with a well placed leg drop right across his sternum. He maneverurs his way into pin attempt as the referee drops to make the count! ONE!.............TWO!........Kick out by Red Dragon!!
Franks: A near fall and it’s been all the former World Champion here in the early going!
Quadros: The Red Dragon just needs to weather the storm here. Face it! He is taking the best Joz has got right now and he just kicked out!! That should tell you and each one of these know it all fans something.
Joz seems surprised at the kick out but remains determined as he picks up the Red Dragon from the mat. The former World Champion goes for a scoop slam but Red Dragon slides out and nails a drop kick to the groin that makes Joz’s eyes roll into the back of his head as he clutches for the family jewels. Red Dragon rides the tide of reversal momentum as he is quick to capatilize with a swinging neck breaker that takes Joz down for the first time in the contest.
Quadros: That drop kick made my voice go up a pitch.
Franks: That was quite the reversal by the Red Dragon. He will have to stay on the California native if he is to have a chance in this contest.
Red Dragon continues the attack as he lines up Joz for a series of jabs to the jaw. Each one connecting harder than the first making the Stunna’s head snap back Jostrodomus attempts to return the favor as he throws a wild haymaker that Red Dragon ducts catching the crowd favorite off balance and drives his head into the canvas with a spinning DDT! The Red Dragon is quick to make the cover as the referee is caught off guard by how quickly the Minister of Evil gets into the pinning combination and makes the count…..ONE! …..TWO!! ……Kick Out by Joz!!
Franks: Impressive DDT by the Red Dragon and he almost stole one!
Quadros: How come your not all over his balls like you are with Jostrodomus?
Franks: Excuse me?
Quadros: I mean the Red Dragon here is showing just how impressive he is but you act as if it by some grace of God he has the upper hand?
As the debate goes on outside the Red Dragon continues to disappoint the PWA faithful as he remains in full control at this point of the contest. The Red Dragon shows off his technical skill as he delivers a text book belly to belly suplex and then follows it up with a rolling thunder. He hesitates for a moment as he thinks about going for a pin but thinks better of it and instead climbs to the top turnbuckle. He gains his balance and measures Jostrodomus up before taking flight!
Franks: The Minister of Evil about to soar through the air here! This could be a huge upset!!
Quadros: YES!! Frog splash!!!
Franks: A move the Red Dragon calls the HELL’S GATE! But, he has to make the pin!!!
The Red Dragon clutches at his stomach as the crowd is stunned as he covers Jostrodomus! ONE!.....TWO!!.............THR….!! NO! Kick out by the Numba #1 Stunna!!!
Quadros: I thought that was it! Did you see the height he got off the turnbuckle? That was simply amazing!!
Franks: This would indeed go down as one of the biggest upsets in PWA history if the Red Dragon was able to pull this one out.
Red Dragon pulls Joz up from the canvas and delivers a scoop slam as he seems to be positioning him just right in the ring for another high risk move.
Franks: Red Dragon going for it all right here! He is calling for the NAIL IN THE COFFIN!
Quadros: I bet when all of you tuned in tonight you didn’t think you were going to see the death of a legend! Well, get ready because here it comes!!
The Red Dragon leaps into the air as his body begins to flip for the spinning backwards 450 splash! As he comes crashing down Joz manages to get his knees up just in the nick of time as the member of Project C crash lands into the Stunna’s knee caps. You can see all the wind escape the Red Dragon’s body as Jostrodomus rolls over trying to capatilize as the fans roar in approval.
Franks: Joz dodges the finisher, but just barely now he has to make the most of it!
Quadros: Damn it! It’s ok, he isn’t out of the woods yet! He can barely stand up.
Jostrodomus is the first one to his feet followed closely by the Red Dragon. Red Dragon rushes in but Joz catches him in a spine buster that just shakes the ring! Joz quickly picks the Red Dragon up and places him into position for the Rock Bottom!!
Franks: #1 STUNNA!!!!
Quadros: NO….NO….! Reversal by Red Dragon!!! Into the NIGHTMARE!
Red Dragon has the Million Dollar Dream locked in! Joz begins to fade, but finds a burst of energy as he sticks up his leg and parts the seas as he kicks Red Dragon right in the groin not once but twice breaking the Minister of Evil’s grip! He takes a step away before delivering the knock out blow as he catches the Red Dragon with sweet chin music right in the center of the ring! Joz collapses on top for the pin as the referee drops to make the count……ONE!.........TWO!!!.................THREEEEE!!!!!!
Marshall: Your WINNER via pin fall………..JOSTRODOMUS!!
Franks: He did it!! Joz pulls out the victory!
Quadros: Not without cheating! He kicked him in the nuts not once but twice. You know the Red Dragon had him and so does he. He should be ashamed to win like this.
The Red Dragon lays in the center of the ring as he clutches the back of his head as Joz slides out of the ring knowing he has been in a fight and is lucky to walk away with this one as he stares at the Red Dragon who returns the glare.
Malice Incarnate
Written by: ???
Quadros: Red Dragon is awesome, I really like this guy.
Franks: OH REALLY? Well I for one am a huge fan of Jostrodomus! Although I will admit this match was awesome!
Quadros: Indeed it was.
As Jostrodomus is leaving the ring he is suddenly attacked by Red Dragon who dives over the top rope landing down on the former PWA champion, and as if almost instantly Logan Steel jumps the barricade with his trade mark brief case and smashes it down over the head of Jostrodomus!
Franks: What the hell!?
Logan and Dragon quickly lay the boots down on Joz before taking an arm each and lifting him to his feet, the two members of Project Catastrophe then hold Jostrodomus in place as the Violation tron flickers and another video begins to play…
The scene opens in a darkened room, the view from out of the window is that of a street, and to the back you can see the house of Jostrodomus, a silhouetted figure sits in front of the window, you can’t quite make out who it is but the voice certainly is recognisable.
Voice: Did you enjoy my short film? I like to call it a nature documentary based on trailer trash when they are taken out of their natural habitat and given a grand home to live in…Quite the lazy bitch isn’t she? And as for those guards? What a useless bunch they turned out to be Heh?
The man laughs to himself.
Voice: How does it make you feel Michael? To know that someone broke into your house, watched your wife undress and then stood over her sleeping body? Not only that this very same person could have done ANYTHING he wanted to her, he could have raped, tortured and kidnapped her! He could have done things to her that men like you are incapable of dreaming of…This man could have slit her throat Michael and left her in a pool of her own blood!
The man steps forward away from the window thus darkening himself.
Voice: Do you feel anger? Do you feel rage? Or do you feel saddened in the fact that your precious wife was such an easy target, such a chink in your armour? Either way I am sure the message has been sent…DON’T FUCK WITH PROJECT CATASTROPHE! I am the one man on this roster who can truly be described as despicable, I will stoop to newer levels each and ever week if you continue to fuck with me, which is why I am warning you now! I could have taken your wife way from you, I could have RUINED YOUR LIFE! I could have done anything I damn well wanted and you are powerless to stop me! Think about it Jostrodomus you were powerless when we hung you from the cell and you are powerless now! You and your rag tag bunch are not good enough to get the job done and you never will be! I may be known for making bold statements but this one is nothing but the truth! JOSTRODOMUS I AM YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE! Once I get going I will destroy everyone and everything you hold dear, you lucky I didn’t pay you frail mother a visit! You wanted a war and you wanted to take action, now I am giving you a buy out clause! Back out now and save your loved ones! Save them from the malice of…
The man steps back into the light showing his face.
Voice: THE MALICE OF VALENTINE LIONHEART!
The camera crackles and turns off.
Logan Steel and Dragon then forcefully toss Jostrodomus head first into the ring steps leaving him out cold before exiting the ringside area.
Stemming the Breach
Written by: ???
The Georgia crowd go wild as PWA comes back from commercials. Demite Lionheart is shown backstage sitting in his VIP box. He is flanked by other board members such as Gil Silver and Jon Harkes. VCR can be seen in the background being admonished by Wren for something he did, it isn't important or even that peculiar. Demitre nurses his whisky in his hand and sets it down on the table. He approaches Wren and motions for them to cut whatever quarrel they have for the time being.
Demitre: "Last week's security was appalling, are we to assume that Muggs is untouchable despite his shortcomings?"
Wren: "Due to his outstanding contract we're lumbered with him until it is closer to expiration, the compensation package wouldn't be worth paying out at this stage. We're running a business remember, not a charity."
Demitre breathes through his teeth at this remark, he wasn't VCR, he had credibility and wasn't going to let this woman attempt to dominate him.
Demitre: "Then can I recommend that we, as directors, explore the possibility of coming to an arrangement on 'alternative' sources of security? What might be good for The Butcher's rabble isn't what I want for MY charges."
Wren seems taken aback by someone talking back at her.
Wren: "What did you have in mind?"
Demite: "Leave it with me, I'll see to it personally that we look at other avenues of employment for OUR head of staff."
With that he indicates they can go back to whatever argument they were having as Demitre resumes his seat in front of the glass and takes a sip of his drink as the next bout prepares to get underway.
The Path to Enlightenment
Written by: Andrew, Randy & Paul
Maelstrom is shown lounging backstage, making his way toward Joz's locker room, when he stops as a low, threatening voice reverberates in the background.
Voice: Come to me child and feel your eternal strength.
The Human Hellstorm stops, for a moment, a look of confusion flickering across his face as he steps forward, trying to pinpoint the source of the voice. After a moment, he strides down the hallway as the voice grows louder.
Voice: You are closer to enlightment my son. Don't fear what you will learn.
Maelstrom: Da hell do ya want!? Ya wan' a piece o' the Hellstorm!?
Voice: Walk into the light. It welcomes you into eternal bliss.
Maelstrom: ya, well, I'm gonna welcome ya to my fists when I find ya!
Voice: You don't have that much time left. Don't fear what you don't understand. Enlightment is coming.
Maelstrom: Ya can take yer talk o' enlightment as stick it where da sun don't shine, ya pansy. Come out an' fight!
Voice: Walk into my arms and everything will made known unto you.
Maelstrom's face is mask of rage as he turns the corner, and is met with a burst of red mist by none other than Red Dragon!
Voice: Foolish child, you never listen to the voice unless you see the face.
Dragon then proceeds to nail Mael in the face with his trusty human femur bone, and then hauls him off the floor, and only to send him face-first with his Rude Awakening finisher! Dragon's lips part into a sadistic grin as he proceeds to nail Maelstrom again and again with the foreign object, before leaning down and hissing a message into the roadie's ear.
Dragon: Don't worry, Maelstrom. Joz will be joining you soon enough.
Dragon then saunters then the hallway, laughing all the while. The camera pans back, as the now-distant voice can be heard in the background.
Voice: Now you understand why only the strong make it into the gates of Heaven.
Scene ends with a final shot of poor Victor lying battered and bloody on the ground.
Working on Some Deals
Written by: Neil
Commissioner Butcher is seen in his office behind the desk chatting away on his cell phone with somebody. Across from him on a table is a television screen showing some of the carnage Project Catastrophe has unleashed tonight. He has a piece of paper in his other hand, crinkled up due to the anger over what he’s witness so far on Violation 20.
The Butcher: Yes, of course I’m watching…I am aware of what they can do and so is your client. This is why I want him to sign that PWA contract…don’t insult my roster, sir, they can handle this issue themselves. I’m just looking for…what? Of course not!
The Commissioner crinkles the rest of the paper with his hand in frustration and throws it against the wall as he rises out of his chair. Becoming clearly animated over what this person is saying on the other end of the phone.
The Butcher: You listen here! I know you’re in for the best interests of your client…I know he wants to be in the best company in the world…well guess what, PWA is THE BEST wrestling promotion currently running…BAR NONE! You get MY drift?…Good. I am looking forward to meeting face to face with him again. Every time we do it has been a memorable experience….Yes, I will call you tomorrow about the meeting. Good-bye.
Commissioner Butcher sighs with disgust as he snaps his phone shut. As he looks up, he finds Board of Director member and former TNW owner Daz Van Dyke standing in the doorway. The two share glances at one another that make it clear that the rivalry the two once had in TNW has continued despite the closure of that promotion.
The Butcher: What do you want, Daz?
Daz Van Dyke: Just standing here and enjoying watching you sweat, Butcher. Reminds me of our past and how I always got one over you.
The Butcher: Continue to tell that to yourself, Daz. Can’t you see I’m busy?
Daz Van Dyke: Of course I can. You’re out of your league, Butcher…I mean, Commissioner. You should be in that ring continuing being a slave for a business fat cat such as myself. But even still, I do enjoy my dividend each quarter after you bust your ass for this company. You always find a way to make me rich, Butcher, and that amuses me.
The Butcher: Good. Go laugh somewhere else. I’m not in the mood.
Daz Van Dyke: Actually, I’m here to ask you a favor.
The Butcher: A favor? You’re kidding, right?
Daz Van Dyke: No. I’m interested in bringing in a man from TNW fame. He’s an undefeated star, Butcher. An amazing light heavyweight that would be perfect for these surroundings. But of course, he has exclusive rights that I currently own. And with that being said, for him to work around here it’s going to be…my way or the highway.
The Commissioner chuckles slightly as he takes a seat behind his desk once again.
The Butcher: Exclusive rights to you? What poor bastard got drawn into that?
Daz Van Dyke: A man by the name of London McCormack. And since you’re starting to lose the current roster with the competing Project Catastrophe, perhaps Mr. McCormack could be a building block to another future for PWA? That is if you play ball with me.
Mr. Van Dyke raises an eyebrow to give the indication that he has more up his sleeve if the Commissioner is willing to push aside their rivalry for a moment in order to make a smart business decision.
The Butcher: I’m listening, Daz.
Kaito vs. Nighthawk
Written by: Nathan
Layne Marshall: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing from Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at one hundred and eighty-five pounds. He is “The Wrestling Machine” Nighthawk!
The lights dim slowly over the arena as the opening instrumentation of "Holding Out For A Hero" by Emery plays over the arena's sound speakers. Walking through the ringside curtain Nighthawk walks to the ring with a wide smile on his face, shaking hands with fans all the way through his entrance. Climbing into the ring Nighthawk walks across the top strand of rope about halfway before jumping into the ring where he quickly goes to a corner and crouches down, focusing on his game plan.
Marshall: Introducing his opponent, hailing all the way from Naha, Okinawa, Japan and weighing in at one hundred and eighty-nine pounds. He is the “Seiryuu” Jiraiya Kaito!
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 ring posts 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.
The bell rings. Nighthawk and Kaito, two competitors that have met each other many times and know each other well, slowly start walking around the outside of the ring in different directions. Nighthawk suddenly runs forward towards Kaito, but Kaito reacts quickly and he looks to connect with a Spinning Roundhouse Kick, but Nighthawk ducks under it. Nighthawk quickly wraps his arms around the waist of Kaito. The “Seiryuu” tries to break Nighthawk’s grip, which he eventually does, and he spins around, reversing the hold. He drives Nighthawk forward into the ropes and he tries to fall back, in an attempt to roll Nighthawk up, but “The Wrestling Machine” holds onto the top rope. Kaito falls off and he does a backwards somersault before hopping to his feet. Nighthawk charges at him and Kaito flips him down with an Arm drag. Nighthawk is quickly to his feet and he counters for a Tornado Arm drag. Both men up and Nighthawk charges in Kaito’s direction, he does a baseball slide through Kaito’s legs and then he grabs Kaito’s legs, causing him to trip to the mat. Nighthawk slides on Kaito’s body and makes his way to his head. He locks in a side headlock as Kaito fights back to his feet. As soon as Kaito makes his way back to his feet, Nighthawk uses the headlock and he drops to the mat, executing a nice DDT!
Franks: Listen to this crowd! They appreciate good wrestling and they just saw some to start off this match! They are really into this match.
Quadros: How can they be cheering when Kaito just had his head smashed like that? Terrible!
Indeed, the fans are on their feet and cheering. Probably cheering for the great wrestling that started this match, and also cheering for Nighthawk having the upper hand right now. Nighthawk doesn’t let the cheers take him off his game plan, as he’s staring at Kaito, focusing on his opponent. Kaito gets to his feet, but he’s bent forward holding onto the top of his head. Nighthawk charges and he jumps over Kaito, but he grabs hold of him and he flips him over for a roll up: 1………….2…..KICK OUT! Kaito manages to come out of no where and he pushes forward, causing him to land on top of Nighthawk and reverse the pin: 1……….2…..KICK OUT! Both men are on their feet once more and for a moment, the quick paced action comes to an end. Both men simply stare at each other, as if they are showing each other a silent respect. But, if you know these two, that’s probably not the case.
Quadros: This match is nothing but a bore to me. Where are the powerhouse wrestlers? I want someone to throw someone else around like a little boy.
Franks: What are you talking about? The fans are loving this match! They are pumped and all of that.
Kaito takes off, but almost as if Nighthawk was ready for this, ‘Hawk does a leapfrog over Kaito. But Kaito stops in his tracks and as soon as Nighthawk’s feet hit the mat, Kaito almost takes his head off with a Spinning Back Kick. Nighthawk falls face first onto the mat and he remains that way. Kaito stands to the side of Nighthawk and he proceeds to jump high into the hair and he comes down with a Double Stomp to the lower back of Nighthawk. It looked like Kaito got a little bit higher than usual, probably because he’s facing Nighthawk. Kaito, seemingly enjoying himself now that the match is in his control, stands with his back facing Nighthawk before nailing a beautiful Standing Moonsault onto the lower back of Nighthawk once again.
Franks: I think we might be seeing Kaito’s game plan come into effect right now. He’s working on Nighthawk’s lower back.
Quadros: That’s why Kaito is a former Light Heavyweight Champion!
Franks: But so is Nighthawk.
Quadros: But Kaito was the first.
Franks: Touche.
Kaito flips Nighthawk onto his back and he hooks the leg: 1………….2………KICK OUT! Kaito doesn’t complain, or does he hesitate to keep the hurt on Nighthawk. He grabs Nighthawk, and eventually maneuvers him into a Bow and Arrow submission! Kaito pulls as hard as he can and Nighthawk shouts in pain. The referee asks Nighthawk if he wants to quit, and Nighthawk responds with a calm: “Never.” But the calmness of his answer is gone moments later as the pain from the hold once again causes him to scream out in pain. Kaito tries to pull harder, but it’s starting to set into his mind that he’s not going to make Nighthawk tap. Kaito rolls slightly to the side and he releases the hold. He does try to capitalize on the damage, however, as he goes for another pin: 1…………2……..KICK OUT!
Franks: Nighthawk’s injured back is going to prevent him from doing the quick and high-risk maneuvers that he’s known for.
Quadros: I think he prefers to be known for his submission holds.
Franks: True, but most of his repertoire is fast-paced, and an injured back is going to slow him down.
Kaito gets to his feet and it’s evident that he’s starting to become a bit annoyed by Nighthawk’s courage. The fans, which have quieted down a bit since Kaito took over the control of this match, are starting to get loud again, as a “Nighthawk! Nighthawk! Nighthawk!” chant starts up. Kaito grabs a handful of his opponent’s hair and he pulls him up to a vertical base. Kaito grabs Nighthawk’s arm and he throws him towards the corner with an Irish Whip. He waits a moment, before running in the direction of the corner looking to follow up. But Nighthawk, finding this energy somewhere, runs up the corner, comes off with a Moonsault, and he catches Kaito in a position for a Reverse DDT, which he connects on! The crowd is going wild as both men are down in the ring.
Franks: Wow! What a maneuver, which he calls the Cliffhanger.
Quadros: Oh, yes, spectacular.
Nighthawk is in obvious pain; as he’s rolling around holding onto his lower back. He grabs a handful of the ropes and he uses them to pull himself back up. He does get to his feet and the crowd is cheering loudly behind him. Kaito gets to his feet just moments later and both men are standing up. Nighthawk forces himself to ignore the pain as he moves in with forearm shots, open-handed strikes, and all of that. He’s going wild with those combinations. This forces Kaito back into the corner and Nighthawk continues the assault. Nighthawk lifts his opponent onto the top rope and he climbs up to the middle one. He grabs Kaito’s head and he spins off with a huge, devastating Tornado DDT! He spiked Kaito’s head into the mat with great force. Nighthawk goes for the pin: 1………..2…….KICK OUT!
Franks: Both of these men have put on a spectacular match here tonight! Kudos to both men.
Quadros: Really? I’ve been yawning the entire match.
Franks: Shut up.
Nighthawk pulls Kaito towards the center of the ring. Nighthawk reaches for Kaito's leg's to put him in some submission hold but Kaito out of desperation cracks him in the temple with a side kick! Nighthawk wobbles back against the ropes clutching his head to see if it's still there! Kaito takes this brief moment to get to his feet and Nighthawk shoots in...Jorge Rivera Clutch! Cover! 1!...2!...2.9994643111!! The crowd gasps with shock as they were sure this was over! Nighthawk applies the Hangman's Clutch! The crowd pops again as Kaito is stuck in Nighthawk's finishing submission move!
Franks: This could be it!
Quadros: No! Kaito needs his redemption!
Kaito squirms about trying desperately to get out of this hold! Nighthawk wrenches back even further trying to draw a submission! The referee is down asking if Kaito wants to give up! "TAP! TAP! TAP!" chants the crowd as Kaito powers up a bit a moves slightly forward. Nighthawk let's out a yell himself as he puts more pressure into the hold! "TAP! TAP! TAP!" Kaito almost in tears from this hold powers up again but falls forward. "TAP!" Kaito reaches out for the ropes...not there! "TAP! TAP! TAP!" Kaito with one last gasp powers forward with whatever he has left. Nighthawk is turning red in the face over the pressure he is giving off! Kaito with his only free hand reaches out...he grabs the bottom rope! 1! 2! Nighthawk releases the hold in disbelief the Seiryuu was able to get to the ropes.
Franks: Kaito somehow managed to get out of that hold, Ray. But how much damage is done?
Quadros: The threshold of pain Kaito has is immense. No doubt he was about to tap there.
Nighthawk pulls up Kaito and tosses the beaten man towards the ropes. Kaito return and rolls over Nighthawk's back body drop. Nighthawk turns around and gets plastered with a Pele kick! Both men are down. The referee starts counting. 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! Kaito starts to get to his knees. 7! 8! Now Nighthawk is getting up! Both men are to their feet. Nighthawk with a forearm! Kaito with a chop! WHOOO! Nighthawk with a forearm! Kaito with a chop! WHOOOO! Forearm! Chop! Forearm! Chop! Forearm! Forearm! Forearm! Slanding dropsault by Nighthawk and Kaito gets crunched back into the corner! Nighthawk with an Irish whip to get Kaito out of the corner...reversed by Kaito! Nighthawk returns and gets planted with a standing rana driver by Kaito! OH! Kaito hoists Nighthawk up...TODOME DA!! Sit-out back to belly piledriver! Kaito makes the cover! 1!....2!...THREE!! DING! DING! DING!
Franks: Kaito with a big victory over his arch rival Nighthawk!
Quadros: Redemption is complete!
Lights Out
Written by: Andrew
Franks: What a blistering, hard-fought encounter between these two! It seems that whenever these two competitors meet inside the ring, their matches are- WAIT!
Quadros: KAITO JUST LAID OUT NIGHTHAWK WITH ONE OF THE SICKEST KICKS THAT I HAVE EVER SEEN!
(Indeed, Kaito has nailed Nighthawk with a savage Single-Leg Dropkick to the face just as his old rival climbs back to his feet! Bleeding profusely from the nose Nighthawk stumbles backward before collapsing into the corner, and Jiraiya absolutely destroys him with a running buzzsaw kick that sends Nighthawk's blood spryaing across the ring! With a loud war cry, the Seiryuu unleases a sequence of twelve more buzzsaw kicks, each one harder than the last, then steps back to admire his handiwork as the camera reveals that Nighthawk is now bleeding from wide lacerations over and under a right eye that is already starting to swell.)
Franks: Oh my god...Kaito is just taking Nighthawk apart in there!
Quadros: Yeah...and judging by the look in his eye, I think that he's just getting started!
(Sin shrieks at Kaito, pleading for him to show some mercy; Jiraiya just responds with a sick smile as sprints forward and SMOKES Nighthawk with a hesitation dropkick to the face! By now, Terminus and Natalie have appeared at the entrance ramp, and are slowly making their way down to the ring as they watch the carnage unfold. Kaito hauls Nighthawk back to his feet by hair that is now soaked with blood, then picks him up, and drops him head-first with the Todome Da! Sin climbs onto the ring apron, and tries to enter the ring; Natalie, though, prevents this from happening by pulling her down and then crushing her with a falling discus lariat that sends The Dark Angel crashing to the floor. Meanwhile, the New Age Punisher has entered the ring, and he and Kaito proceed to add to the Chicago native's agony with a truly disgusting double curb stomp that sends Nighthawk face-first into the masked man's championship belt!)
Terminus: Well, you can't say that you weren't warned, Tristan. We gave you the opportunity to actually become something of worth, yet you refused to take advantage of this offer. So, this is what shall result...Enjoy the show...
(Terminus quickly cinches in his own version of Nighthawk's Hangman's Clutch, and wrenches back while Natalie rolls Tristan's wife into the ring and follows her in with a nasty smile flickering across her face. Natalie then pulls Sin up, slides behind her, and sends her spinning to the mat with her rendition of the Rolling Cutter that Nighthawk calls Deliverance! Natalie then scoops Sin off the mat, and then proceeds to PLANT her with a ferocious Snap Legsweep DDT! Divine Offering! Nighthawk is heard screaming "NO! NO!", but his yells are cut short by a wicked kick to the face by Kaito. Terminus releases his grip on the hold, and nods pleasantly at Kaito before watching in amusement as Natalie grabs Sin by the hair and repeateldly rams the Dark Angel's face into the mat! After about a minute of this, Terminus finally pulls Natalie off of Sin, and whispers something into her ear that causes her to break out into shrill laughter.)
*MASSIVE HEEL POP!*
(As Terminus and Natalie exit the ring and watch from ringside, Red Dragon appears, and sets up Nighthawk for a powerbomb. Kaito vaults to the top rope, and sails off into a double stomp, adding even more force to the move when Dragon drives him down to the mat! Dragon then hauls the Chicago native back to his feet, and belly to belly suplexes him over the top rope and to the outside; Kaito then springboards off the top rope, and into another double stomp that does even more damage to Nighthawk's face! At that moment, Keeton appears at the entrance ramp, and sprints down to the ring with a microphone in his hand.)
Keeton: Whoa...who! Easy now! Leave some of him for me, guys! I don't want any excuses when I beat him next week...again.
(Keeton grins as he regards the battered form of Nighthawk, whose trunks are now stained pink from the loss of blood. the All American Nightmare then drops the mic, hauls Hawk back to his feet, and nails him with the Spinning Unprettier he calls the Highlight of the Night! The members of RTO then make their way toward the exit with huge smiles on their faces, as the camera pans into shots of the battered, unconscious form of Sin...and of Nighthawk, whose now unrecognizable features are coated in a mask of blood as he lies on the floor.)
Franks: Well, RTO wanted to make a statement, and they certainly did so at the expense of Nighthawk! I...I really don't thinmk that he'll be able to compete next week.
Quadros: Compete!? I don't think he'll be able to eat next week...or for the next month...after that assault. Nighthawk and Sin have just found out that there is a DIRE price to pay for antagonising RTO, and he paid...with a whole hell of a lot of his own blood!
Tread Lightly Kid
Written by: Neil
Commissioner Butcher, decked out in his typical business attire consisting of a black suit and white dress shirt, top button hanging freely, continues his night of re-asserting this company being run out of his own image. While Project Catastrophe and the counter group have gone about their business the past few weeks without the Commissioner standing in the way, one would assume the “Extreme Legend” is going to let this situation sort itself out. This, however, is not the case and never was the case to begin with.
The Commissioner roams the halls of the Georgia Dome, looking for a way to counter all of this nonsense and power grabbing under his watch. He needs a focal point. Somewhere to build at. Someone to build off of.
With a smirk across his face, showing slightly what thoughts are developing in his head, the Commissioner stops at the closed door of Ryan Shane’s locker room. He knocks politely on the steel door and awaits Mr. Shane greeting him with his presence. Ryan Shane opens the door carefully to reveal his nervous self. Anxious over tonight’s big match as well as having the Commissioner standing at his doorway, Shane stumbles over his words.
Shane: Hey…um…a…
The Butcher: May I come in?
Ryan Shane nods slightly and opens the door further. As the Commissioner enters the locker room, he looks around to find the place as neat as it can be. Almost as if nobody is staying here save the duffle bag of wrestling equipment stored over in one of the lockers.
The Butcher: So, Ryan Shane. You have yourself a big match tonight.
Shane: Yeah.
The Butcher: No need to be nervous, Ryan. I didn’t come here with a pink slip that has your name on it. No, I’m here tonight to give you a little guidance possibly. Food for thought.
Shane: Okay. I’m always interested in gaining a little more knowledge of the business.
The Butcher: Good. It must be very tough for you in this company, Shane. Being put into a corner with all of these happenings going on around you. Project Catastrophe forming. Wrestlers working together to battle their cause. Your mentor Jake Keeton joining the Project without even mentioning this idea beforehand to you. Even your first Championship shot tonight for the PWA Tag Team Titles. Surely you must be feeling the pressure.
Shane: Pressure. Confusion. Feeling out of my league. All of the above, Mr. Commissioner.
The Butcher: Butcher. I’ve been there, kid. All the greats have. But while you’re in this position I want to give you a little advice. No matter who the opponent is. No matter what offers you receive or what goes on around you, make sure to stay true to yourself and why you got into this business. It’s far too easy for a young up and comer such as yourself to get swept up in his surroundings.
Shane: I try that, sir…I mean, Butcher.
The Butcher: Good. Tread lightly, Ryan, because the decisions you make right now could effect your standing in this company and your future in this industry. You’ve made it this far putting in the blood, sweat, and tears for yourself. Don’t be fooled into doing the same thing for somebody else’s cause.
Shane: What is that supposed to mean?
The Butcher: You’ll figure that out soon enough. Good luck tonight in your first Championship match, Ryan. Surely it won’t be your last. Being “Right Now” is only a pin away.
With that being said, the Commissioner makes an exit to leave Ryan Shane to his own thoughts.
PWA World Tag Team Championship
Jake Keeton & Ryan Shane vs. Wing Zero
Written by: Neil
A hush fills the arena and boos echo from the crowd as "Game On" by Disciple hits the PA. Jake Keeton slowly emerges through the curtains with the PWA World Light Heavyweight Championship above his head. Out comes Ryan Shane behind him and following Keeton down to the ring. They both slide into the ring and Keeton goes straight to showing off his title in front of the booing fans while Shane looks to be nervous and taking in the moment.
Franks: And here are the challengers, Ray. This team of Jake Keeton and Ryan Shane is a bit of a mysterious one because we don’t know what we’re going to get.
Quadros: All because Jake Keeton joined Project Catastrophe and Ryan Shane didn’t know about it. Just accept it kid and move on.
Pink, blue, Purple green strobe lights flash around the darkened arena as "Miss Murder" By AFI and VNV Nation plays throughout the arena then two jets of steam burst up out of the entrance ramp high into the air, as the steam settles you can see Dante Lionheart standing with his arms out stretched and a grin etched into his face, As he steps forward walking slowly the “Artist” Zex painted in green glow in the dark paint makes his way beside his partner, Zex runs from either side of the entrance ramp playing up the crowd as Dante slowly walks down to ringside faking out slapping hands with fans as he does so, Zex then races down to the ring and slides through the ropes as Dante climbs the ring steps, light then begins to flash unaccountably as the music drops, Dante makes his way mid centre, where spotlight beams down on him, Zex climbs the turnbuckle posing to the ground and then back flips into the ring as Dante spins around with his arms outstretched, the two men then reside next to each other while discussing strategy as the arena turns to normal.
Franks: Here are the Tag Team Champions Wing Zero, Ray. They’re the first ever PWA Tag Team Champions but tonight they face probably their most formidable opponent.
Quadros: Still, you have to like this mean streak Wing Zero has now that they’ve joined Project Catastrophe. This should be a great match-up.
Referee Steve Upshaw is handed the PWA Tag Team Titles and raises them into the air so everybody knows they’re on the line. He hands them outside to Layne Marshall and calls for the bell. DING! DING! And this match is underway! After some sorting out between the two teams we end up with Jake Keeton and Dante Lionheart to start this thing off. The two Project Catastrophe members start jawing back and forth over their encounter last month in the Light Heavyweight Tournament. Enough with the talking and these two lock up. Test of strength between the two with no clear winner. Scratch that, Dante lets off some and uses Keeton’s momentum to toss the Light Heavyweight Champion with an arm drag into an arm bar. Keeton feels it out and works his way back to his feet. Irish whip by Dante Lionheart. Keeton to the ropes and Dante hops him on the rebound. Both men off the ropes again and Keeton ducks a Lionheart clothesline and returns the favor with an uppercut that drops the Tag Team Champion.
Franks: Nasty shot there by Jake Keeton.
Quadros: That’s all Keeton is about. Kentucky aggression.
Keeton pulls up his stable mate by the hair and bulls him over into a neutral corner. Keeton lays in a couple solid shoulder blocks that doubles over Dante Lionheart. Jake Keeton pulls Dante out of the corner and whips him across the ring. Keeton is following right behind but finds those turnbuckles first because Dante is able to hop out of the corner before contact! Lionheart with a vicious knife-edged chop! WHOOO! Keeton steps out of the corner holding his throat after that one! Dante with a follow up enzuigiri that drops the LH Champion completely! Dante tags out to Zex and the Canadian Artist hops into the ring with a rolling leg drop over the top rope onto Mr. Keeton’s neck for good measure. Zex hooks a leg while Ryan Shane looks on. 1...2...KICK OUT!
Franks: It appears it doesn’t matter what banner you wave here tonight, Ray. Being part of the Project or not, the Tag Team Titles are on the line and these guys are going full bore.
Quadros: That’s all we could hope for, Carl. The Project’s goals don’t involve backing down against current members of the group. That’s why the Project will succeed and be the future of this industry.
Franks: That remains to be seen.
Zex pulls up Keeton and rolls him over with a snap mare. Drop kick to the back of Keeton’s head! Zex with another cover! 1...2...THR…KICK OUT! Zex lays in a couple more stomps onto Keeton before calling out Ryan Shane. The rookie doesn’t respond to Zex at all, just staring back defiantly. Zex pulls Keeton up again and Jake nails him with a shot to the midsection. Zex returns the favor with a knee to Keeton’s midsection, doubling the LH Champion over. Zex with a spinning neckbreaker!…No! Jake Keeton escapes! Keeton runs towards the ropes and turns Zex inside out with a massive clothesline that the Tag Team Champion didn’t even see coming! Jake Keeton shakes off whatever he’s been through over the past few minutes and delivers a couple stiff stomps onto Zex in retaliation. Jake steps onto Zex’s throat and starts to choke the man illegally! Referee Upshaw counts…1! 2! 3! 4! Jake Keeton steps off with a smile over his face.
Franks: Jake Keeton will even use underhanded tactics on the members of Project Catastrophe.
Quadros: It isn’t underhanded, Carl. It’s called being a veteran and having ring awareness.
Keeton applies a sleeper hold onto Zex, trying to keep the air out of the Tag Team Champion. Dante Lionheart doesn’t look too pleased as he’s beginning to pace the ring apron. After a few moments of the red face causing sleeper hold, Zex throws an elbow into Keeton’s rib cage. Another elbow! Another! Keeton releases the hold but doesn’t give Zex any breathing room as he kicks the man in the back of the head!
Franks: Geez!
Ryan Shane wants a tag into his first career championship match. Jake Keeton doesn’t seem to have much issue with this and tags out to the rookie he’s been training all along. And with that tag, Ryan Shane gets a nice round of applause from the Georgia Dome crowd. Shane shoots in and grabs Zex from behind. He pushes Zex into a neutral corner and flies in with a jumping knee kick to the face! OH! Zex is complete dazed and confused off of that one as he pops out of the corner and falls onto his face! Ryan Shane with a split-legged moonsault from the corner that he obviously learned from Jake Keeton! Shane hooks the leg! 1...2.…THRE…KICK OUT!
Franks: Jake Keeton looks to be impressed by the rookie’s showing so far.
Quadros: Maybe the nerves aren’t getting to him yet.
Shane pulls up the stunned Zex and drops him again with a German suplex. Holds on…another German suplex! Holds on!…Zex is reaching for the ropes desperately…another German suplex from Ryan Shane! He’s on fire and all pumped up as this crowd is cheering loudly for him. Shane hops to the top turnbuckle and he sizes Zex up for the Muru Splash! OH! Zex got his knees up just in time and all the momentum Shane had just got sucked out of him. Jake Keeton is standing over in the corner shaking his head, disappointed over what his partner tried to accomplish.
Franks: Tough break for Ryan Shane.
Quadros: Broken ribs maybe. But hey, that’s what he gets for getting all cocky in the ring against the Champions.
Shane continues to roll around the ring holding his midsection while Zex begins to use the ropes to get to his feet. Zex isn’t too thrilled over the rookie and starts to show his frustration by mounting the kid and unloading with some vicious blows to the face! One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten solid shots that give Ryan Shane a nasty taste of what the Project is all about. Zex yanks Shane up into the air with a vertical suplex! He holds Shane up high. Holds him. Holds him. Still holding! Shane’s face begins to go red and then BAM! Zex turns the position into somewhat of a power slam! Zex runs towards the ropes and returns with a rolling senton that just pushes the remaining air out of the green wrestler’s lungs! Zex hooks the leg! 1...2...THRE…KICK OUT!
Franks: Clutch kick out by Ryan Shane in his first title match!
Quadros: Maybe he should have stayed nervous and remained on the ring apron.
Zex yanks the kid up and tosses him towards the ropes. Shane returns and gets taken out with a drop toe hold, landing across the middle rope. Zex calls out while some of his fans yell out for him. Zex runs towards the ropes and bounces off to kick Ryan Shane square in the rear end with a big boot! BUTT ZEX! Ryan Shane finds himself planted out onto the floor at ringside after that move! As Shane rises to his feet holding his rear end, Zex comes flying through the ropes with a suicide dive the rookie wasn’t looking for!
Franks: What a collision out here near ring side, Ray!
Quadros: This might be the last title shot Ryan Shane ever gets when Wing Zero is through with him.
Zex stands up and raises his hand in the air, getting a cheer from his loyal fans and boos from the rest. He pulls Shane up by the head and tosses him hard into the barrier! Referee Upshaw is urging this match to come back into the ring while Zex begins to unload a series of stomps onto Ryan Shane. Over comes Jake Keeton to confront Zex over his actions. Here comes Dante Lionheart as well to make sure everything stays cool. Keeton doesn’t give a crap as he shoves Zex! Zex and Keeton are going blow for blow here at ring side as Dante Lionheart tries to break this up!
Franks: Project Catastrophe members are fighting amongst themselves!
Quadros: Jake Keeton will do whatever it takes to become the first double-Champion in PWA history. He doesn’t care about anybody else at this point!
Dante Lionheart rolls Ryan Shane back into the ring to stop this infighting between P.C. members. It seems to work as Zex backs off from the fight and rolls back into the ring. He covers Shane! 1...2...THRE…KICK OUT! Zex pulls up Shane again…snap brainbuster! Cover! 1...2...THREE…KICK OUT! Zex is not happy at all as he pulls Shane back up once again! Hammerlock DDT! Zex hooks the leg! 1...2...2.999993314!! Ryan Shane kicks out again! Zex is clearly frustrated here because the rookie just won’t stay down. Zex gets that look in his eye as he pops up to the top turnbuckle. He looks down at Ryan Shane and takes off with his finishing ZEX-Appeal….MISSES! Ryan Shane rolled out of the way!
Franks: Shane might have just preserved this opportunity for him and Jake Keeton!
Quadros: He’s lucky he wasn’t under that because nobody kicks out of the Zex-Appeal.
Zex is rolling around holding his knees after the botched shooting star press into a knee drop move. He gets to his feet with the help of the ropes. Ryan Shane is up as well but unsure of what’s going on. Zex grabs him and turns him around. Right hand by Zex! Left hand by Shane! Right hand by Zex! Kick to the midsection by Ryan Shane! Zex catches it the leg! Enzuigiri by Ryan Shane! The crowd pops as he starts crawling towards the outstretched hand of Jake Keeton! Crawling…crawling…crawling…TAG!
Franks: The Light Heavyweight Champion has checked into this match!
Keeton steps into the ring! Axe handle to the face of the rising Zex! Dante Lionheart into the ring! He turns Keeton around and throws him towards the ropes! Keeton on the rebound with a crossbody taking out Lionheart! Zex is up with wobbly feet! Exploder suplex on Zex! Keeton with the cover! 1!…2!…THREE!…NO! Dante Lionheart breaks up the count! Right! Left! Right! Left! Fist fight back and forth between Keeton and Lionheart! Right by Keeton! Left by Lionheart! Right by Keeton! Left by Lionheart! Right! Right! Right! All by Keeton to knock Dante back against the ropes! Chop block to the knee by Zex on Jake Keeton to break up the momentum!
Franks: Oh what a low shot by Zex from behind!
Quadros: And that’s why Wing Zero is the premiere tag team in this business today!
Zex and Dante start the beat down on Jake Keeton. Zex yanks Keeton up into a backdrop and holds him there on the knee. Dante with a slingshot leg drop across Jake Keeton’s neck! Zex rolls Keeton up as Dante leaves the ring. 1...2...THRE…NO! Ryan Shane steps in and breaks up the count!
Franks: Ryan Shane has his partner’s back still, Ray.
Quadros: He never said he didn’t.
Zex is infuriated over this and tosses Keeton into the Wing Zero corner. Tag out to Dante Lionheart. In comes Dante and he kicks Keeton in the midsection with Zex and then performs a double vertical suplex with his partner. Dante challenges Ryan Shane to come into the ring and do something again. Shane stays right where he is. German suplex by Dante on Keeton! Bridge! 1...2...KICK OUT! Dante Lionheart pulls Keeton up and sets him in position for the Anagram! Oh! Keeton slides out and to his feet! Inverted atomic drop by Keeton on Dante! In comes Zex again to take out Keeton! NO! Ryan Shane steps into the ring and cuts Zex off with a football style tackle! They both roll out of the ring after the massive collision, Shane holding his shoulder, Zex grabbing his midsection! Dante Lionheart gets up and sees that his partner is down and out near ring side. Pissed off over what Ryan Shane just did, Lionheart looks to step out of the ring to retaliate. Keeton is waiting for him though and turns him around. Kick to the midsection on Lionheart…HIGHLIGHT OF THE NIGHT!! Spinning finishing unprettier by Jake Keeton! Keeton hooks the leg! 1!….2!….THREE!!! DING! DING! DING!
Franks: What a victory for Jake Keeton and Ryan Shane! They are the new Tag Team Champions!
Quadros: Keeton is the first double Champion in PWA history, Carl. What a star this guy is.
“Game On” kicks back up as Ryan Shane steps back into the ring. Jake Keeton grabs both PWA Tag Team Titles from Referee Upshaw and looks at Ryan Shane with a smug look. He then hands Ryan Shane the title belt and the rookie looks like he just became king of the world. While Keeton and Shane celebrate their victory, Zex and Dante Lionheart are near the entrance ramp looking back with disgust. The half of the titles are still with Project Catastrophe but that’s hardly a consolation prize for the former Champions.
March 26, 2008
ONLY on Pay-Per-View
The Devil In Him
Written by: Joe
::Shaun Andrews is shown in the locker room stretching, right before his match.::
Shaun Andrews: I have to make sure I'm prepared for anything. I seen earlier today that Jason Sandman killed somebody in his promo. I wonder if he is going to try and kill me. But then if he gets arrested, all he has to say, it's my alter ego. It was The Angel of Death, not Jason Sandman. They won't put him in straight in the Psychotic Ward.
::Shaun shakes his head in disgust::
Shaun Andrews: It's the devils work. Jason Sandman, has the devil in him. Much like the rest of his cult.
::Shaun's locker room door is being knocked on::
Shaun: Yeah?
Voice: Shaun, you're up next!
::Shaun says a Hail Mary before he exits::
Terminus & Jason Sandman vs. Shaun Andrews & Ace Wylde
Written by: Andrew
(Deathdealer" by Fireball Ministry plays over the PA system. After a few moments, Ace Wylde is seen rising from a secret door on the right side of the entrance stage. Ace walks to the center of the ramp way and slowly begins to walk down to the ring. He approaches the ring, staring directly into the ring, looking at no one and nothing else. He gets into the ring via the top rope and takes off his duster and awaits the match to start.)
“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 as he awaits the opening bell.)
Franks: What a main event! Terminus was within seconds of passing out last week to Shaun Andrews when Jason Sandman interfered on his behalf. So you know Andrews has no love lost toward those two...plus there's no love lost between Ace Wylde and Sandman either.
Quadros: I don't think that Terminus bears any great love toward Ace after getting attacked last week without provocation! If you want a reason why he was so close to suffering a conclusive loss for the first time in God knows how long, that would be it!
(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 grabs the microphone out of Marhsall's hand and addresses the crowd with a smile on her face.)
Natalie: Ladies and gentlemen.....there has been a slight change to the main event. It is no longer Terminus and Jason Sandman....all hail the Savior's new tag team partner...The Angel of Death!
(The lights go out in the arena as Decomposition of Human Race comes on the speakers. Spotlights shine on the entrance as a figure walks out looking down to the ground. The figure stands at the top of the ramp and starts to look up as the spotlights go out. A few seconds later a fireball shots into the air and lights come back on revealing The Angel of Death. The Angel slowly walks down to the ring just staring at the ring.)
Franks; Looks like we're about to get started, and this crowd is already buzzing in aniticpation!
Qyadros: Sure..why not!? It's not like their sports teams give them anything else to cheer about!
(The two teams confer in their respective corners for a moment, before Andrews strides forward and calls out the Angel; Sandman just responds with a sick smile as he ducks through the ropes, leaving Terminus inside the ring with the Shooter. The two glare at one another as Andy Sheppard signals for the opening bell, and then slowly begin to cirlce the ring as the crowd serenades the champion with a "You Passed Out!" chant.)
Franks: These fans are reminding Terminus of what happned last week, and you know that in the back of his head, he's gotta be thinking the same thing!
(After a couple of moments, Andrews initiates the action by shooting in low for a takedown attempt; Terminus sprawls to avoid it, and counters into a grounded hammerlock. The masked man then floats over, and applies a front facelock with his free arm but Shuan keeps his cool, and quickly works his way back to his feet. The Philly natve then drives a punch into his opponent's ribs, causing his opponent to release the hammerlock; this gives Andrews the opportunity to take him over with a nice release northern lights suplex. Terminus rises to his feet, but is quickly taken back down with a fujiwara armbar, which compels the masked man to reach out and grab the ropes before too much damage can be done to the arm.)
Franks: Good back and forth exchange, but it seems that Andrews got the better of it in the end.
Quadros: When, exactly, did you decide to join the Shaun Andrews Fan Club? What...is Andrews Corp now paying your salary?
(Shaun has a big grin on his face as he steps back to the center of the ring; the champion glares at his foe as he shakes out his arm and then steps forward into a lock-up. After a couple of moments, Shaun gains the advantage with an Osoto gari takedown into Armlock, but Terminus kickly kips up and reverses into an armwringer of his own. The New Age Punisher then tries to whip Andrews into the ropes, but Shaun reverses, pulls the champ into his arms, and sends him flying across the ring with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex. Andrews smirks as he watches the masked man struggle to his feet, and then proceeds to nail him with a wicked running forearm to the jaw that sends him stumbling into the corner. Andrews then tries to whip his opponent into the other corner, but this time, it's Terminus who reverses, and pulls Shaun into a kick to the gut. The champion then cinches in a front facelock and drops down into a Snap DDT before tagging in Sandman.)
Quadros: Oh boy...the Angel is in, and judging by the look on his face, that means that Shaun Andrews is about to experience a whole new level of pain!
(The Angel regards Shaun with a sadistic grin as the latter struggles to his feet, and then grabs him around the neck with both hands and headbutts him in the face. Andrews collapses onto his back, and the Angel kneels down to apply the first cover: 1...2...Kick Out. Sandman grins slightly as he hauls his opponent back to his feet, and pulls him into a short arm clothesline. Keeping a hold of his arm, Sandman picks him up again, and nails him with a second short arm clothesline. The Angel hauls him up for a third time, and then pulls him into a brutal short arm spinebuster that causes the ring to shake upon impact. Another cover: 1....2....Kick Out! Sandman hauls the Philly native back to his feet and whips him hard into the corner, before attempting to follow him in with a running corner splash; unfortunately for him, Andrews dives out of the way before the move can connect. Shaun then capitalizes on the mistake by grabbing the larger opponent from behind, and taking him down with a nasty handman's neckbreaker. After taking a moment to recover, Andrews then dives forward, and tags Ace Wylde into the match.)
*WELCOME BACK FACE POP!*
(Ace immediately lays into Sandman with a series of hard right hands as the latter stumbles to his feet, and then whips him into the ropes; the secen footer charges forward, and in one fluid motion scoops his opponent off the mat and drives him down with a thunderous powerslam. Cover: 1....2....Kick Out! Undaunted, Ace hauls his opponent back to his feet, and doubles him over with a knee to the gut, and then charges off the ropes and nails Sandman in the face with a brutal kneelift. Sandman falls hard on his back, and Wylde once again applies the cover: 1....2....Shoulder Up! Ace then tags in Andrews as he lifts Sandman into a bearhug, and Andrews springs off the ropes before nailing the Angel with a Hart Attack clothesline. Cover: 1....2....THR-NO! Kick Out!)
Franks: Close near fall after that nice double team. It seems that Ace and Andrews aren't having any problems communicating thus far!
Quadros: Well, I'm sure that they can bond over the fact that they barely have a working brain cell between them!
(Andrews doesn't seem that disappointed as he assumes the mount and rains down punches on his rival. Shaun then waits hauls his stricken opponent back to his feet, and then nails him with a flying knee smash to the face. The Angel slumps onto his back, and Andrews goes for another cover: 1....2....Foot on the ropes! Andrews hisses a curse as he tags Ace back into the match; the Death Dealer hauls The Angel back to his feet, and then sends him flying with a T-Bone Suplex. Wylde signals that the end is near as he springs off the ropes and tries to take his head off with a clothesline; The Angel is able to duck out of the way, and Ace proceeds to go flying over the ropes and to the floor when Terminus pulls down the top rope.)
Franks: Heads up move by Terminus to regain the momentum for his team!
Quadros: And when the action spills to the outside, we both know that Natalie will make a point of getting involved
(Shaun Andrews begins to argue profusely with Sheppard while the Death Dealer slowly climbs to his hands and knees. Natalie lets out a banshee wail, and nails the big man with a wicked Shining Yakuza Kick! Ace falls back onto his ass, and Natalie proceeds to let out another shriek as she fires off a shoot kick to the face! Wylde glares at her as he climbs back to his feet and starts to advance slowly toward her; Natalie's expression indicates extreme concern as she backs away, but that quickly disappears when Terminus nails the seven footer in the back of the head with an Apron to Floor Missile Dropkick. Ace falls flat on his face, and Natalie starts stomping him with her stilletto heeled boots before Terminus rolls the seven footer back into the ring.)
*WE REALLY HATE THAT LITTLE BITCH HEEL POP!*
(The Angel's lips part into a sadistic grin as he hauls Ace back to his feet, and then drives him back down with a well-executed Scoop Reverse DDT. Cover: 1....2....Shoulder Up! Sandman doesn't seem that perturbed as he hauls Ace back up and lifts him so that he's laying across the middle rope of the corner. The Angel then casually makes his way over to the enemy corner and spits at Andrews, casuing the latter to charge into the ring. While the offical tries to restrain Andrews, Terminus enters the ring, and allows his partner to lift him into powerbomb position; Sandman tosses him off, and the New Age Punisher flips back, landing across Ace's chest with a modified Moonsault Double Stomp! Cover by Sandman: 1........2.........Foot on the ropes!)
Franks: Awesome double team by Sandman and Terminus!
Quadros: These two may had had their differences, but when they get on the same page, they're quite the force to be reckoned with!
(Sandman tags Terminus back into the match, and then lifts Ace into a hanging Suplex while the New Age Punisher vaults to the top rope and catches the big man with a flying cross-bodyblock! Cover: 1........2........Shoulder up! Terminus glares at the man who attacked him last week, and yanks him up to his knees before laying into him with a series of alternating shoot kicks. Terminus then caps off the strike sequence with a shining enzuigiri and then applies another cover: 1.....2.....Kick Out! Terminus seems undaunted as he waits for Ace to struggle back to his feet, he then doubles him over with another nasty shoot kick, then races off the ropes, and sends the Death Dealer spinning to the mat with a snap neckbreaker. Terminus then leaps to the top rope and nails a perfect Skytwister Press that connects flush against the prone form of Ace before covering yet again: 1.......2........THRRRNO! ACE KICKS OUT!)
Quadros: Terminus is just UNLOADING on Ace, but cannot seem to find the right move to put the Death Dealer away! Still, you get the feeling that it's only a matter of time before he finds the right combination needed to finish his man off!
(Terminus shakes his head and takes a moment to compose himself before he turns his attention back to Ace. As the latter rises, Terminus nails him in the face with a standing dropkick, which sends the big man stumbing into the corner. The masked man then nails his opponent with a Run-Up Backflip kick, and then leaps to the second rope, cinches in a front facelock, and twists off into a Tornado DDT. Terminus then tags out to the Angel, who climbs to the top, and sails off into a Diving Splash that seems to knock the air out of Ace's luns. Another cover: 1...2...Kick Out! Shaking his head, the Angel hauls his opponent up by the hair, slides behind him, and shows awesome power by lifting the big man into a Full Nelson Slam. Another cover: 1....2......THREEEACE KICKS OUT AGAIN! the Angel looks like he's had just about enough, and as Wylde climbs back to his feet, springs off the ropes and attempts to decaptiate him with the Venom's Strike! Wait! Ace ducks! Sandman turns around quickly, just in time to be lifted into the air, and dropped onto his back by the Mystic Cross Chokeslam! Ace then stumbles to his corner, and tags in the fired-up Andrews!)
Franks: Oh boy! Andrews is fresh, and he looks ready to cause some serious damage!
(Andrews quickly charges at Sandman, and nails him with a wicked yakuza kick that drops him like a bad habit. Terminus enters the ring to intercede but eats a yakuza kick of his own. Andrews smirks as he hauls the champion to his feet, and then hurls him contemptously to the outside. He then turns his attention back to the Angel, and proceeds to double him over with a kick to the gut, before taking him down with Double Arm DDT! Cover: 1.....2.....kick Out! Andrews then motions Ace to come into the ring, and the two proceed to nail the Angel with a savage looking Double Cut-throat Backdrop Driver. Cover: 1...............2........................NO! SANDMAN KICKS OUT AT 2.99999999. Andrews shakes his head, and waits for his opponent to rise before he applies the Rap It Up!)
*FINISHER POP!*
(Sandman's eye go wide, but he still has the presence of mind to reach out and grab the ropes, holding onto them so tightly that Andrews can't pull him back to the center of the ring. Andrews releases the hold at four, and then lays into Sandman with right hands that send him stumbling back into the corner. Andrews then backs up, and then tries to take the wind out of his opponent's sails with a Flying Corner Splash; Sandman doges at the last moment, and, as Shaun stumbles backward, grabs him around the neck and plants him with his vaunted Chokeslam Facebuster! BITCH WHAT! Realzing that he needs a break, the Angel then tags in his partner, who waits for his opponent to drag himself to his feet, before planting him head-first with a springboard Moonsault DDT! BEGINNING OF THE END! Cover: 1............2............Kick Out! Terminus glares at Andrews for a moment, before yanking him back to his feet, and scooping him off the mat before dropping him with his patented Snap Northern Lights Bomb! VIATICUM!)
Franks: Oh! I think Terminus knocked Andrews cold with that move!
Quadros: He probably could go for the pin, but I think he wants to add even more injury to his opponent!
(Indeed, Terminus makes his way to the top rope, and then sails off into the Phoenix Splash that serves as his primary finisher! WAIT! ANDREWS GOT HIS KNEES UP! Terminus crumbles to the mat, holding his ribs in agony, and Shaun breaks out into a wicked smirk as he waits for his opponent to rise. No sooner does that happen when he applies the Rap It Up! The champ's eyes go wide as he desperately tries to lunge forward in an attempt to grab the ropes; after a couple of moments he succeeds, but, just like last wek, Andrews doesn't break, and simply pulls him back to the center of the ring. The fans are going ballistic as the watch the masked man's eyes glaze over and his struggle sstart to wane. The Angel comes in to try and break up the hold, but is intercepted by Ace, who takes him down with a brutal Running STO! Sheppard checks the arms of Terminus....and if falls....he checks it for a second time.....it falls! Natalie is slamming the man and begging her Saviior to keep fighting as Sheppard checks if for the third and final time.....
And........
And........
And.......
Quadros: IT STAYS UP!
Franks: I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!
(Indeed, Terminus has somehow managed to keep his arm in the air, as Natalie lets out a joyous cry and with a burst of energy, arches back, forcing his opponent's shoulders to the mat: 1.........2.........Shaun rolls back, but this allows Terminus to roll with him, and hook his arm over the bottom strand. Andrews doesn't want to let go, even though Sheppard advises him that he'll be DQ'd. Sandman, though, delivers a clubbing axehandle to Shaun's back to make the point academic. Andrews releases the hold, and takes a moment to shake off the effects before hauling Terminus back to his feet, and cinching in a front facelock. As Andrews attempts to hook the leg for the Wrist-Clucth Fisherman buster, the masked man reaches up, and rakes the eyes, Shaun stumbles back and takes a second to blink some vision back into his eyes; this gives Terminus the time needed to double Andrews over with a kick to the gut and nail him with his OWN Wrist-Clutch Fisherman Buster.)
Quadros: TERMINUS JUST NAILED ANDREWS WITH HIS OWN FINISHER!
Franks: But the effort seemed to take everything out of him! Can he make the cover!?
(Terminus seems to have used the last of his energy to execute that move, and it takes a few moments for him to roll over and drape an arm across the chest of Andrews: 1................2..................KICK OUT! Terminus takes a deep breath, and then hauls Andrews back to his feet before setting him up for for his Dies Irae Tiger Driver. Blocked! Andrews then takes Terminus over with a back bodydrop, and, with the last of his energy, lunges forward and tags in Ace! As the crowd goes crazy, Wylde charges in, and crushes the bewildered champion with a spear as he turns around. Wylde then lays into the masked man with a series of mounted punches; The Angel charges into the ring, only to be taken over with a back bodydrop! Terminus has managed to struggle to his feet, but is quickly scooped off the mat by Ace, and held alot in a Gorrila Press before being dropped into a Samoan Drop! Cover: 1.......2.......THREEEENO!SHOULDER UP!)
Franks: What's it going to take to win this match!? They've been going non-stop for a half-hour!
(Ace seems a bit shocked at his opponent's resilience, but quickly regains his cool, and attempts to nail him with his Midnight Hour Superkick. NO! Terminus ducks, and then counters with a basement dropkick to the knee before getting the hell out of dodge and tagging in his partner. Sandman charges in and nails Wylde with a running forearm that send him stumbling backward. A second and third forearm land before Sandman spins himself into a Roaring Elbow; Ace ducks it and counters into heart punch that causes the Angel to stumble backward and gasp for breath. This allows Ace the opportunity to step forward and nail his Superkick, which causes Sandman to collapse in a heap. Ace then hauls the Angel back to his feet, lifts him onto his shoulders, and then drops him him the Reverse DVD that he calls the Seven Deadly Sins! Cover: 1...............2...................THREEEEEEEEEEEEWAIT! Natalie just put the Angel's foot on the top rope!)
* IF WE HATED YOU BEFORE, NATALIE, WE FUCKING DESPISE YOU NOW HEEL POP!*
(Ace glares at Natalie, who backs away quickly...directly into the waiting path of Andrews. Shaun shoves her roughly back toward Ace, who grabs her by the hair and then lifting her into a military press. Terminus of course, takes exception, and charges into the ring, only to have the seven-footer toss Natalie directly at him causing both of them to crash to the mat! Ace then turns his attention back to the Angel...just in time to be floored by the Venom's Strike! The Angel then hauls his opponent up, places him onto the top rope, and then, after climbing onto the second rope, scoops him into cross powerslam poistion before flipping backward into the Moonsault Fallaway Slam that serves as one of his finishers! HOLY F*CKING SHIT BATMAN!!!! Cover: 1...........2...........THRREEEEEEBROKEN UP BY SHAUN! Andrews lays into the Angel with punches, but they don't seem to have that much effect upon the angered Angel, who merely whips Andrews as hard as he can into the ropes....Shaun is somehow able to leap onto the second rope, and then leaps off into a turnaround bodypress...CAUGHT BY THE ANGEL! CRIPPLING EFFECT!)
Quadros: Damnnnnn! Angel just knocked Andrews cold with that move, and Ace looks to be in rough shape! How impressive would it be if Sandman won this match on his own for the team of Gundan RO!?
(The Angel then smiles as he regards his two opponents laid out on the mat; pulling Ace to his feet, he doubles him over with a kick to the gut, then lifts him into the air and spikes him head-first into the mat with his much-feared GANSO BOMB! FIRST BORN'S DEMISE! Sandman takes a step backward as he surveys his handiwork....allowing Terminus to reach out and make the blind tag! In one smooth motion, Terminus immediately vaults to the top rope, and springboards off into the Terminal Velocity. Cover: 1.............2.............THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!)
*OFF THE CHARTS HEEL POP!*
Marshall: Ladies and gentlemen...the winners of the match....Terminus and the Angel of Death!
(Natalie lets out a joyous scream as she leaps up and down on the outside. Terminus grins through has mask as he stares down at Ace, while the Angel glares at his partner, obviously displeased with the masked man. Sandman steps forward before shoving Terminus back to the ropes; the champion's eyes go wide with shock and anger, but that expression is quickly replaced by a look of sadistic glee as he watches The Angel produce a strand of brabed wire, and then lean down and spikes something into the forehead of Ace! Sandman then saunters over to Andrews, and repeats the process with him!)
Franks: What...what the hell is he doing!?
Quadros: He's...he's marking him! He's marking him as his victims!
Franks: Wait! What's going on!?
(The lights in the arena start to flicker rapidly, and then go off....a confused murmur circulates through the crowd, but the noise in the arena abrubtly stops as the lights come back on, revealing...)
Franks: A CROSS!? THERE'S A CROSS STANDING JUST OUTSIDE OF THE RING!!!!
Quadros: I....I....Wow!
(Even the mouths of Terminus and Natalie drop open as the gaze at the cross; The Angel drags Andrews to his knees, and yells "Gaze upon your fate, you pathetic wretch!" before knocking him into the next century with the Venom's Strike. As the crowd watches in horror, The Angel of Death then ties each of Shaun's arms. crucifix style, to the top rope, and then climbs to the outside, and emerges with a crown of barbed wire, which he places, in not so gentle fashion, directly on rop of The Shooter's head. The Angel of Death then grabs Shaun by the head, and forces him to look at the cross hanging overhead, yelling "Gaze upon your fate! You CANNOT avoid your fate! THIS will be your fate!" at the top of his lungs as the crowd starts to rain down boos and catcalls!)
Franks: Dear god, what are we witnessing!?
(Meanwhile, Terminus and Natalie have finally managed to turn their attention back to Ace, and have dragged him to the ropes, before producing two sets of handcuffs! They then handcuff each arm to the top rope, in such a fashion that the Death Dealer's arms are splayed out wide; the masked man then unleasehes a series of brutal shoot kicks to the ribs, before Natalie charges off the ropes, and connects with a brutal running dropkick straight to Ace's groin! Terminus then connects with a savage standing dropkick to the face that sends Ace flipping over the top rope, suspended only by the handcuffs! Terminus then leaps up, and applies a hanging triangle choke as Natalie breaks out into a manical burst of laughter!)
*INSANE, EARTH-SHATTERING HEEL POP!!!!*
Franks: This...is one of the most horrible and utterly abhorrant sights that I've witnessed!
Quadros: Maybe...but you have to think that Andrews might have asked for this treatment by calling himself the Christ of Wrestling! And Ace had that treatment coming, I think for his unprovoked attack on Terminus! Gundan RO, along with the Project wanted to make a statement this week, and BOY did they ever succeed!
(After a few moments, Terminus finally releases the hold, and he and Natalie stand in one another's arms, staring with contempt at the now-unconscious Ace while the Angel stands in ring center, starting at Andrews with a curiously blank expression on his face. The lights start to flicker again as the camera pans the three assailants in the ring, and then a shot of Ace hanging outside the ring, and Andrews hanging in the ropes before the lights go out once again, bringing a memorable end to this truly memorable scene!)
Call Off the Dogs
Written by: Neil
Demitre Lionheart continues to sit in his skybox laughing it up with Wren Chesney and Victor Cornelius Roberts over what happened tonight on Violation 20. They each have a glass of champagne in their hands celebrating Project Catastrophe’s destruction of PWA tonight. As the show begins to come to an end, Commissioner Butcher comes storming into the skybox, interrupting their moment of fun.
Demitre: Ah, Butcher! How great it is to see you tonight, finally! Did you enjoy tonight’s show?
The Butcher stands firm, huffing and puffing with a look of contempt forming over his face.
Wren: Of course he enjoyed it, Demitre. What was your favorite part, Commissioner? Was it the threats that Valentine Lionheart had for Jostrodomus’ wife? The chair shots scrambling Cypher’s small brain? Maybe it was the destruction of Nighthawk once and for all?
Demitre: No, Wren. I am sure the highlight of the night was when Butcher ’s best friend Maelstrom became “enlightened” by the Project.
The Butcher swats the glass of champagne out of Demitre Lionheart’s hand, making it crash onto the skybox floor. The two large men then get into each other’s faces as VCR heads for cover and Ms. Chesney looks on with a perplexed expression over her face.
The Butcher: Call off the dogs, Demitre. Project Catastrophe has made their point. Now call them off!
Demitre: Or what, Butcher? The world has yet to see what the Project has in-store for this industry. War was declared last week, we just had our moment of retaliation tonight.
The Butcher: I’m warning you, Demitre.
Demitre: It seems you’re in no position to make threats, Butcher. So unless you want to be slurping from a feeding tube tonight like Maelstrom and Nighthawk, I suggest you get out of my face!
The two continue to stare each other down for a moment until Commissioner Butcher steps back. This causes a firm smile to form over the face of Demitre Lionheart.
The Butcher: I’ll see you next week, Demitre.
Demitre: Enjoy your week, Commissioner. I know I’ll enjoy mine.
The Butcher shoots Mr. Lionheart a sneer before exiting the skybox almost as quickly as he came. Demitre Lionheart looks towards Wren Chesney with a mischievous smile. Violation 20 comes to an end.
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