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Violation 24
Sunday, April 13th, 2008
Allen Fieldhouse in Lawrence, Kansas
In Memory of That Asshole
Written by: Neil
The PWA logo appears on screen to start the broadcast but the theme music doesn’t play as normal. Rather the ringside
bell dings a few times as Layne Marshall’s photo appears on your television screen. DING! DING! DING!
Layne Marshall
Rest in Peace
1970 - 2008
The scene fades down onto the Allen Fieldhouse where the crowd is standing by quietly. The lights are dimmed down
and there is a big poster in the center of the ring with Layne Marshall’s face all over it. In front of the poster there is a stand
where his yellow microphone is displayed for all to see. All of the PWA wrestlers and staff are standing around the ring,
most certainly showing that they do not want to be out here for this thing. Commissioner Butcher then steps into the ring
behind the podium next to Layne Marshall’s poster.
The Butcher: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Tonight is a special night to commemorate one of our own that was
killed while doing his job last week. In an unfortunate accident, PWA’s very own ring announcer, Layne Marshall, lost his life
while working last week’s main event match. His recent departure reminds us all of how fragile this life is and just how
lucky we are performing in this business. We should all take this moment to realize the position we are in.
The Commissioner bows his head in the middle of the ring while most of the wrestlers and staff couldn’t give a shit
over these proceedings.
The Butcher: Layne Marshall was a man I didn’t know much about to be honest. His voice was golden and his
personality sure lit up a room. He was a consummate professional behind the microphone, giving the wrestlers their proper
entrance with his own personal flair. He is a man who will be sorely missed within these PWA halls as well as the industry
as a whole. Perhaps some of his co-workers would like to say a word or two?
The Commissioner looks out towards the wrestlers and staff who surround the ring. None of them seem to want to
step up and want this to end as soon as possible. Then all of a sudden Ray Quadros of all people steps up into the ring. The
Commissioner steps aside and allows Quadros to take the podium.
Quadros: Um, let’s see what can I say? Layne Marshall was indeed a unique man. Um…he a liked wrestling? He had
a…um, big mouth that was perfect for this company? Also I want to thank Layne for sitting in my chair at the time of the
accident. Because if it wasn’t him then I might be the one you’re memorializing tonight.
Ray Quadros looks to be quite shook up over this fact that he could be the dead one. The Commissioner pats Quadros
on the back despite their past feuds with each other. Butcher then notices out of the corner of his eye that Wren Chesney
and Victor Cornelius Roberts are leaving the congregation and heading up the entrance ramp backstage.
The Butcher: Does anybody else have anything they want to say about Layne Marshall? Wren? Maybe you do.
Ms. Chesney and VCR stop in their tracks and turn around. Wren gives the Commissioner the middle finger and heads
backstage.
The Butcher: Okay then. Anybody else? Terminus? Natalie? Joz? Anybody?
The roster and members of PWA grumble as no one else accepts this offer to speak about Layne Marshall. Then all of a
sudden Carl Franks steps into the ring and joins Ray Quadros and the Commissioner. He steps towards the podium and
looks at Layne Marshall.
Franks: Hmm, what could be said about Layne Marshall? Ray was right when he said he was unique. He was unique in
the fact that nobody liked him. Yeah, Layne, do you hear that? Nobody liked you! It really is hard to not have any friends in
this business but for some reason there was a consensus within PWA that nobody really wanted you around, Layne. You
did have a big mouth. You had a disgusting bald head. Your jokes weren’t even that funny. And your pranks? Sophomoric.
Everybody seems to be taken aback as the usual mild tempered nice guy Carl Franks is grilling the dead Layne
Marshall!
The Butcher: Carl, what are you doing?
Franks: Don’t stop me, Butcher! I’ve had enough of being nice to this guy. And now that he’s dead, I say good riddance!
The Butcher: Carl!
Franks: Shut up, Butcher! I’m not done yet! Yeah you see people, Layne Marshall was a real asshole in this company.
Everybody talked about him behind his back because he thought he was better than everybody else. He thought he was
cool. He thought he was special. His ego was bigger than JJ Biggs!
The Butcher: Give me that microphone, Carl! You’re making a damned fool of yourself!
Franks: NO! I have played fool enough for the scum bag named Layne Marshall! That piece of shit FUCKED my wife!
Complete shock amongst the wrestlers and the crowd! Carl Franks pushes himself past the Commissioner and stands
right in front of Layne Marshall large poster. Franks looks seriously pissed as he stares at that smile of Marshall’s beyond
the grave.
Franks: Yeah, you heard right! And if I were any of you wrestlers, I would make sure he didn’t do the same thing to
your wives and girlfriends. Layne Marshall, I held it back for too long. I wish you were here right now so I could expose you
to the world for the asshole you truly are! And if you were right here, right now smiling at me with those crooked teeth like
you are right now, I would do this!
Carl Franks drops the microphone and punches the poster of Layne Marshall off it’s stand and to the mat! The crowd
goes into an uproar as Carl Franks starts stomping up and down on the fallen poster of Layne Marshall! He then takes
Marshall’s yellow microphone and throws it out into the crowd! The crowd goes wild! He then props the poster up in the
corner of the ring and kicks a hole through Layne Marshall’s face! Commissioner Butcher and Ray Quadros try to restrain
Carl Franks as he’s spitting and swearing at the likeness of Mr. Marshall!
“Carl Franks is awesome!” chants the crowd. “Carl Franks is awesome!” Carl Franks is ushered from the ring by the
Commissioner and told to get to the commentators’ booth immediately. Franks does as he’s told and makes sure to
straighten up just shirt and tie so he looks presentable again.
The Butcher: All right, I think that’s it for tonight. Everybody, backstage. We have a show to put on.
The wrestlers and PWA crew all head backstage to return to their jobs while other clean up the ring. Carl Franks and
Ray Quadros seem to be getting themselves situated behind the table to get this show started.
Franks: Welcome to another edition of Violation, ladies and gentlemen. I would like you all to give a fair welcome to
our new ring announcer Freddy Ferdinand. What do you have to say, Ray?
Quadros: I think I respect you all the more now, Carl. Seriously, you’re scary when you get angry. This should be a
great show.
Liam Travers vs. Reckless Jack
Written by: Nathan
Franks: And tonight we're starting off with the debut of Liam Travers. What do you expect from this kid tonight, Ray?
Quadros: I don't know, don't care. He's new. I'm more interested in this new Reckless Jack. He thinks he's the PWA
World Heavyweight Champion!
"Miseria Cantare" by AFI played and Liam Travers came out from the back. He rolled his shoulders and his neck as he
made his way to the ring. He entered the ring and he waited on his opponent. Then, "Live to Win" by Paul Stanley hit and
Reckless Jack came out from the back. He slapped hands with the fans and he eventually made his way into the ring.
Before the match began, he went to a couple of turnbuckles and allowed the fans to take some pictures.
The bell rang and the two competitors locked up. Travers got the advantage and he sent Reckless Jack into the corner.
A missed Clothesline in the corner was followed up by a reverse Neckbreaker by Reckless Jack. RJ went to the top and he
came off with an early 450 Splash. He went for the pinfall, but he barely got a two count. He kept on the attack, not
allowing Travers the chance to get to his feet unless Reckless Jack needed him up. Reckless Jack finished off a series of
attacks by whipping Travers into the corner. He ran in with a high knee to the chin and he quickly grabbed Travers,
dropping him to the mat with a DDT. He went for the pin again and this time he nearly got the three, but he didn't.
The tides turned, however, after Travers hit a low blow on Reckless Jack when the referee wasn't looking. Travers hit
Reckless Jack with a Vertical Suplex and both men were down. Eventually, Travers got to his feet and Reckless Jack
followed closely behind. Reckless Jack tried to get the momentum back in his favor by charging with a Clothesline, but
Travers ducked under it. Travers ended up connecting with an Enziguri and he went for the pinfall. Reckless Jack kicked
out before three and the match continued. After some moves, Travers had Reckless Jack exactly where he wanted him.
Travers was able to hit the Canadian Cataclysm, which is a running Liger Bomb. He went for the pin and he was sure that
he had the victory, but Reckless Jack kicked out just a milisecond before the count of three.
Travers got to his feet and he pulled RJ up. He went to throw RJ into the ropes, but somehow RJ reversed it. RJ with a
Clothesline! RJ picked Travers up and it seemed he had control of the match yet again, but out of no where a knee to the
mid-section from Travers. A DDT! Travers locks in the Canadian Pain! RJ struggles and eventually taps!
Franks: Big victory in his debut match for Liam Travers. Reckless Jack isn't some push over either, Ray. He's a former
Atlantic Champion.
Quadros: I expect Reckless Jack to go even more bonkers before this night is through.
London McCormack & Red Dragon vs. Captain Howdy & Havoc
Written by: Muru
Franks: Next up we have London McCormack teaming up with Red Dragon against Captain Howdy and Havoc.
Quadros: Commissioner Butcher is an idiot! London McCormack is a star! He should be in the main event!
The fans are waiting in anticipation of the next match up. It doesn't take long for Captain Howdy makes his way out
and down the ramp. Howdy at the flip of a switch goes from friendly to ferocious as he heads to the ring. He stands in the
corner awaiting his partner. Havoc comes out and stops to argue with George the bear on the way to the ring. He slides in
under the rope and looks over to Captain Howdy before resuming his verbal dispute with the bear. From out of the fire
comes their first opponent Red Dragon. Dragon gives everyone a "friendly" hand gesture. Flames then come forth from the
ring posts startling Howdy and Havoc and almost starting this one early. It is broken up as London McCormack's music hits
and the crowd greets him with cheers. He enters the ring looking a bit out of place in a collection of oddities.
The teams decide who will start this one out and it looks like it will be Havoc and Red Dragon. The referee calls for the
bell and this one is underway. Dragon is in control early as he delivers a few shots to the face of Havoc. He follows it up with
an arm drag and a neck breaker which has Havoc "hearing it" from George. Dragon looking to keep the offense up it met
with an eye gouge followed by a series of headbutts. Havoc takes Dragon down with a clotheline and makes a tag into
Captain Howdy. Howdy pounces on Dragon and is raining down fists and now he is choking him as the ref starts to count.
Dragon recovers while the ref is reprimanding Howdy and nails a DDT. He makes it to the corner and tags in London who
takes it to Howdy. He hits an elbow drop from the top rope for two and Howdy tags out. Havoc in once again and London
stays in control until Havoc hits a powerbomb and makes a cover. Dragon makes the save but eats a clotheline from the
rushing Howdy. All four men are in the ring as the referee is looking for control.
Things have settled down and London is working over the leg of Havoc now, and tries for his variation of the ankle
lock but they are too close to the rope. A tag bring Howdy back in and he hits London with a shot to the kidneys. He whips
London into the ropes nails a belly to belly suplex quick a count of two. Howdy continue to do damage to London's back
including a spine buster. London is in trouble now but won't give in. He fights back with some rights of his own. He ducks a
swing by Howdy and hits a back cracker which allows him to make the tag back to Dragon. Dragon waits for Howdy to get
to his feet by delivering a forearm to Havoc on the apron. A dropkick to the knee of Howdy Captain Howdy rolls to the
outside and Dragon flies over the top with a suicide dive taking out both men. They are both able to recover to beat the
referee's count.
Both men make it to their respective corners for tags and Howdy and London are back in. London is on fire showing
why he just might be the future but it doesn't last long as Howdy slams him down. Howdy slowly gets to the top and misses
with a clothesline as he leaps. Howdy tags in Havoc but London is back on track with a downward spiral but Havoc is able to
get his shoulder up at the last second. London can't believe it but he stays on Havoc. He delivers a dropkick to Havoc and
makes a tag to Red Dragon. Dragon to the top for his variation of the frog splash called Hell's Gate, it isn't enough as Havoc
is able to kick as of that as well. Dragon grabs Havoc but gets rolled up and almost pinned. Havoc now in control and hits a
piledriver on Dragon. Dragon is in a bad way but fights back the best he can. Both men slugging it out and Havoc gets
backed into the corner where Captain Howdy tags himself in and is ready to bring the pain.
This has been a back and forth match and neither team has been able to take full control. Dragon and Howdy are in
the ring with each other once again and Dragon has hit a backbreaker. He is now going for a Texas cloverleaf but is kicked
away by Howdy. He goes for it again and has it locked it. Havoc is quick to make the save with a huge boot to the face of
Dragon. London tries to get at Havoc but the referee is keeping him from getting in. A double team by Havoc and Howdy on
Dragon and the referee turns around just in time to make the count. Dragon is able to kick out right before the three which
sets Howdy off. He points to Havoc to grab his walking stick. The referee sees this and stops Havoc from making the pass.
London has had enough and he goes to the top rope and clotheslines Havoc from the apron taking them both out. In the
commotion the walking stick finds it's way into the hands of Howdy. As the referee is checking on the two men outside he
swings at Dragon who ducks, and hits Howdy in the midsection causing him to drop the stick. Dragon looking for Rude
Awakening. Howdy counters with the Back to the Rocking Horse and Dragon taps out. Howdy has his hand raised in
victory as his music plays.
Franks: Team Carnage picks up the victory here tonight! London McCormack does not look like a happy man!
Quadros: And I bet you Daz Van Dyke isn't too happy either! Good win for Howdy and Havoc though.
The Coming Attraction
Written by: Freddy & Nathan
Freddy Fandango is standing in his locker room and some reason, swaying back and forth with his hands in the air.
There is a knock on the door, but he doesn’t move. He, however, does answer.
Freddy Fandango: Come in!
JJ Biggs walks in to see Freddy contorting wildly in the middle of the locker room. He has a very bewildered look on his
face.
JJ Biggs: What are you doing?
Freddy Fandango: I am doing my acting prepping!
JJ Biggs: You look like an idiot.
Freddy Fandango: No… I am a tree blowing in the wind!
JJ Biggs: Well, knock it off…
Freddy stops contorting and looks at his partner. JJ begins to speak.
JJ Biggs: Do you remember our plan for the match?
Freddy Fandango: Yeah… since this is my first my match, you want me to stay in the ring as much as possible and
make sure that you don’t get pinned.
JJ Biggs: Yes… that way you’ll get the spotlight throughout the match.
Freddy Fandango: Yeah… and when I pin…
JJ Biggs: Whoa, whoa, whoa… hold up there buddy. While I’m going to let you get the spotlight during the match, I
think that you should let me have the honor of getting the pin.
Freddy Fandango: Of course… but if you aren’t…
JJ Biggs: Good, I am glad you see things my way! After all, I am the “Featured Attraction” but you… you are…
Freddy looks incredibly excited as JJ tries to find something flattering for him. JJ looks like a light bulb just went off in
his head.
JJ Biggs: YOU ARE THE “COMING ATTRACTION!”
The new moniker makes Freddy light up with excitement.
Freddy Fandango: The “Coming Attraction!?”
JJ stands up and begins to look just as in awe with Fandango as he is with him. Although it is obvious that he is
struggling to come up with lies to keep Fandango loyal, thus doing what is asked of him.
JJ Biggs: Yes… Can you picture it? I might be the “Featured Attraction” but you… you … are uh… a sign of things to come!
You go to the movies a lot right?
Freddy Fandango: Of course… I am in the biz after all!
JJ rolls his eyes.
JJ Biggs: Yeah… sure... ANYWAYS… think about the reactions that the trailer for the Dark Knight is getting! The
movie hasn’t even come out yet, but people are already referring it to a box office hit, a ratings success, and best movie of
the Summer! You … you can be that in real life. When people see you… they’ll be excited for what is to come, because they
know that you are going to be iconic… someday… but that is only if you follow my lead.
Fandango: Of course… and you have only seen just a sampling of my true talent. You haven’t heard me sing yet!
Freddy clears his throat and begins to sing!
Fandango [singing]: SOMEWHERE OVER THE …RAINBOW… WAY UP HIGH! THERE IS A SKY THAT A DREAM
OF ONCE IN A LULLABY!!
JJ stops him, gently putting his hand over his mouth.
JJ Biggs: Maybe that can wait for later… I’m sure your voice is… uh… heavenly. But I also need to know that you are
going to be able to thin out the herd of people who are jocking for my title. None of those people are deserving of THIS!
He holds his title up to Fandango.
Fandango: NEAT!
JJ Biggs: Now, you do realize that you are one lucky person for being chosen to take out all my competitors or at the
very least, just thin them out. And even if you lose, I expect you to make sure they don’t make it to their next match if you
know what I mean.
Freddy winks at JJ!
Fandango: Oh… I know what you mean!
Fandango tilts his head back and begins to laugh hysterically.
Fandango [laughing]: Muuuuuuhahahahahahahahaha Muhahahahahahahahahahaaha!
He looks at JJ who is just giving him an awkward and tilts his head back once more.
Fandango: Muuhahahahahahahahahahaahahahaaa!
JJ Biggs: What are you doing?
Fandango pulls himself back together and looks at Biggs confused as well.
Fandango: I’m sorry! I thought that was a perfect moment for an evil laugh… I was hoping you would join in!
JJ Biggs: It wasn’t… anyways… are you ready for our match?
Freddy stands up with a very sarcastic look on his face.
Freddy Fandango [Sarcastically]: Am I ready?
Freddy rips off his khaki pants to reveal his tights and knee pads. He has a huge smile on his face as he stands pantless
in front of JJ in the locker room.
Freddy Fandango: Does this answer your question?
JJ Biggs: Not really… but I appreciate the enthusiasm. And how did you get your pants to tear so easily.
Freddy Fandango: Oh… they are stripper pants! I make sure all my pants are like that in case there is a strip… I mean
wrestling emergency.
JJ Biggs: I bet you go through a lot of pants that way.
Freddy Fandango: Yeah… that is the one flaw in the system
JJ looks a little amused as Freddy looks ready to compete. They walk out with JJ putting his hand on Fandango’s
shoulder.
JJ Biggs: Just remember… only tag in if it is an emergency. Other than that, the spotlight is all yours.
JJ Biggs & Freddy Fandango vs. Chris Michaels & Dade Davis
Written by: Jake
Franks: This team of Chris Michaels and Dade Davis looked great last week, Ray.
Quadros: You're right. The Era is awesome and should be a force within the Tag Team Division soon.
“Bait and Switch” by Saliva brings out the team known as The Era, “Hotshot” Chris Michaels and Dade Davis. The two
men receive a mix reaction from the fans as they climbed into the ring and awaited the arrival of their opponents. “Voices”
by Disturbed brings out the Premiere Champion, JJ Biggs while his new partner Freddy Fandango prances out behind him.
Boos reign down on the pair as they enter the ring. Biggs and Davis square off in the center of the ring and Biggs hands his
Championship over to referee Sasha Brown.
The bell sounds to start the match and Biggs powers Davis into the corner and peppers his chest with knife edge chops.
Biggs controls the opening minutes of the match with power moves before tagging in his partner Preddy Fandango. Freddy
quickly goes to work on a clearly overwhelmed Davis. Fandango drops Davis with a brain buster and The Era member kicks
out but just barely. Davis struggles to make a tag but is finally able to make a tag to Michaels who dodges a drop kick by
Freddy on his way into the ring causing the new comer to hit the mat hard.
The tables turned at this point and the Hotshot took over on the debuting Fandango, nailing him with a scoop slam and
following it up with a legdrop. With Fandango isolated in the corner the more experienced team works him over with
doubles teams including a nice double Superkick. A series of quick tags between The Era took place leaving Davis as the
legal man and it it looked like the Franchise was about to put away Fandango but Biggs made the save which brought
Michaels back in the ring and all four men went at it, with Biggs and Fandango regaining control and sending The Era to
the floor to regroup.
While Davis and Michaels discussed strategy, Fandango nodded his head at Biggs who got down on all fours. Freddy hit
the ropes and ran full on leaping off Biggs back and over the top rope to take out Michaels and Davis with a plancha. Biggs
stood in the ring waiting as his partner and both opponents lie motionless outside the ring. Finally they began to stir and
we’re back in the ring. Brown tried to regain order and Fandango was able to tag out to Biggs which left him alone in the
ring with Dade Davis. Davis had to no where to go and walked right into a Biggs Impact. At this point the end was sealed for
The Era, Fandango stopped Michaels from making the save and Biggs scored the 1…2…3 on Dade Davis with a very
nonchalant cover giving the win to himself and Freddy Fandango.
Franks: Wow! What an upset?
Quadros: Are you kidding me? JJ Biggs and this Freddy Fandango guy are really on the same page! I am impressed.
A Living Nightmare!
Written by: Joe & ???
(An eerie dark silence has fallen across the empty locker room of Shaun Andrews. Making matters worse for what
looks to be an uninhabited locker room, the only light is stretching out from beneath the closed door. Something isn't right.)
Shaun Andrews: ..yeah I'm here now. I'll call you back after the show.
(Door bursting open, Shaun Andrews steps into his dressing quarters while flipping his cell phone closed. Slid into his
jacket, out of sight. He slides his duffel bag to a nearby bench, turns the lights on and then kicks off his shoes. Focused.
Shaun Andrews looks as if he has been playing tonights events over in his head like a broken record. Eyes beam
confidence. Jaw is set and squared. Tonight could be the turning point of his career.. and he knows it better than anyone
else. His thoughts are momentarily broken when he looks over his shoulder. Why does it feel like he is being watched? An
interesting question indeed. Reluctantly, he takes a seat next to his duffel bag. He can't let his nerves get to him.)
Shaun Andrews: The moment of truth has arrived Sandman and Kaito. The two of you and the army of I will settle it
once and all tonight! As you may have noticed recently boys, my thoughts haven't been where they should be. I've had to
face my demons. Battle the beast. Come to terms with what I really am. Who I am. Tonight though, my thoughts will not
stray from the four corners of the ring. Whether it be conquering you one by one or overcoming the obstacle of being
double teamed, my eyes are on the prize. Do what you will servants of Terminus, I'm not settling for less than having my
hand raised at the end. Tonight is when it all comes together. If only either one of you little pieces of shit could see the big
pict...
(Shaun Andrews cuts himself off. Did he just hear someone snicker? Fuck it. He doesn't care who hears his message.
By the time tonight has passed, everyone's going to be listening to exactly what the new #1 contender has to say.
CRACKLE!)
Shaun Andrews: God damnit!
(The light to his room fizzles out. Cheap ass arena. Despite the near pitch black darkness, you can still see the
silhouette of Andrews getting dressed for his match. Maybe it is best if the lights went out! Shaun doesn't seem to notice,
but the room is producing a threatening vibe.. like something or someone is waiting in the wings.)
Shaun Andrews: Lights on. Lights off. It don't matter to me. I can tattoo Sandman's ass with my boot the same way I
get ready for a match.. with my eyes closed. Yeah you heard me bitches, Sandman ought to know what he's walking into
after Vow. Everyone and I mean everyone saw what happened. From bell to bell, I had your Atlantic Champion not looking
like a champ.. but rather a chump.. maybe even a damn chimp! So if he's chomping at the bit to get into the ring with "The
Shooter" again, that don't bother me. If he's stupid enough to help Kaito, then be my guest. Tonight, Sandman finds out
what a real World title caliber wrestler looks like.. as he looks up at me with that glassy eyed, dazed look after the bell has
rang.
(The ever so slightest sound of metal scraping together almost goes by unnoticed. Don't you get the feeling like
something is about to happen? Shaun doesn't as he continues changing into his wrestling attire with only his opponents on
his mind.)
Shaun Andrews: Don't you just get the feeling that a tide is beginning to turn here in PWA? First the decimation of
Project Catastrophe. Who didn't see that one coming? Then the exit of that overgrown puss bag Valentine and his inbred
brother Dante. Again. The signs were there. To top it all off, the momentum Kaito has had in his corner is starting to find
it's way back to me. Yes, you got the best of me last time we battled it out, but can you feel that? That ounce of doubt that
you'll be able to pull off what you needed a miracle to do the last time? You might not admit it Kaito, but it's there. I've been
studying you like never before. You good. Real good. In fact, so good that I had to take a nap during your promos this week
in order to sleep between match films. Tonight, I show that yeah you're good. Fantastic. Wonderful. A superstar. Maybe
even on the verge of becoming a wrestling legend. There's one thing that you're not and it shall prove to be your failing.
What is it? You're not Shaun Andrews.
(CLICK. Without warning, two spot lights suddenly cast down their over bearing light onto the rough features of "The
Shooter". Involuntarily, his hands go to shield his eyes. It takes a moment or two, but Shaun and the viewers watching
realize that he isn't alone.)
Voice: Bravo! Bravo monsieur! I couldn't have said it better myself!
(The sound of footsteps. Shaun Andrews stands up, with fists splayed in front of him.)
Voice: You can put those away mate. You could really hurt someone with those!
(Somewhere to his right, the voice radiates sarcasm.)
Shaun Andrews: What the hell is this? Answer now, cause I'm about to ask questions later!
Voice: Tsk. Tsk. Shaun. You really need to control your temper. Are you not so sure you already know the answer?
(From the right. Unknowingly, it's causing him to become a bit disoriented with the light blinding him and all.)
Shaun Andrews: Last warning. Show yourself like a man!
Voice: Very well Mr. Andrews. You may want to take a seat.
(From straight ahead, a low beam flashlight clicks on facing up towards the ceiling. NO WAY!?! The flashlight shows
the smiling face of none other than..)
Shaun Andrews: ..Simon Retter?
(The last time Shaun saw this abomination, he was tied to a toilet seat beaten senseless. So of course as Shaun slowly
sat down, he did his best to keep his composure. No matter what persona was behind the mask, losing your cool was the
worst of all things. While probably not true, the mask seemed to feed off of it. That damn smile!)
Simon Retter: Good evening Mr. Andrews. I've been waiting for you.
Shaun Andrews: Is that you Jonathan? By God, tell me that's you!
(Shaun is starting to get nervous. It could be anyone. He thinks he hit the nail on the head though. If he did, the
mocking smile on the mask doesn't show it. It's maddening!)
Simon Retter: I go by many names. Heh.
Shaun Andrews: What's this all about, now that you've got my attention. I'm supposed to be focusing on my match you
jackass.
(The flashlight flickers off and before Shaun knows whats going on, he feels a hand on his shoulder as the mask drops
down into the brightness of the spot lights.)
Simon Retter: There'll be time for that Shaun. My time is time well spent!
Shaun Andrews: Stop wasting time and get on with it. I really don't need your bullshit right now.
Simon Retter: I'm shocked! Where are your manners when you have a visitor? Especially one who has your needs in
their best interest? Heh.
(Shaun Andrews grows oddly quiet. He's listening. At least for the moment.)
Simon Retter: Dream a dream little one. Will the monster's go away? It's no use to run. In dreams they come out to
play!
Shaun Andrews: You know what. This is stupid. Make your point or get the hell out of here.
Simon Retter: But I am making my point dear friend! Mock me again and your dream goes unanswered!
(Shaun looks up into the mask. The smile reassuring, yet the face of a joker.)
Simon Retter: Listen closely little one, for I am the voice of reason! The light of your path to glory! Dreams are to
riddles as riddles are messages as messages are to truth. Oh yes. Dreams are like a gateway to the truth that beats through
your veins. They're trying to tell you something Shaun!
(The mask slowly fades into the darkness and an ear piercing silence chases after. Shaun looks desperate to hear the
rest!)
Shaun Andrews: What is it? What are my dreams telling me?
(The painted smile lowers itself next to the other side of Shaun's face almost giving him a good scare. The tactics of
Simon Retter are always unnerving and it drives people crazy!)
Simon Retter: I thought you might ask. It all starts from the beginning. but then again.. doesn't everything?! It began
when Scorpion first walked into the hallways of TNW didn't it?!
Shaun Andrews: You mean when you walked into the hallways? Don't confuse me asshole. I don't need that shit right
now.
Simon Retter: Humor me boy.
(Shaun hates being called boy for some reason and Retter knows it!)
Shaun Andrews: Whatever. Spit it out.
Simon Retter: Like I was saying, it all started when Scorpion stepped foot into TNW. The tag tournament that you had
no partner for. You know what you did don't you?
Shaun Andrews: Should I remember? Who really cares anyways?
Simon Retter: Apparently you do, because you're the one with the dream. Heh. You went to a certain prominent figure
and asked for Scorpion to be your partner did you not?
Shaun Andrews: Yeah so? What's that got to do with anything?
Simon Retter: Everything! Daz Van Dyke, didn't care and said sure as long as you got the hell out of your office. That's
where it all started. Do you remember the very first tag match when Scorpion and yourself defeated your opponents? What
was it that you did?
Shaun Andrews: I lured him in and turned on him like it was all planned. Look, that was a long time ago.
Simon Retter: Indeed it was, but it was in that moment that you unleashed the beast.
(You could tell in Shaun Andrew's eyes that it was beginning to make sense. In his dream, he was the one who had
taken Scorpion out of slumber.)
Simon Retter: You see Shaun. You loved it and you hated it. Scorpion and yourself were unstoppable, yet self
destructible. It was what you wanted, what you needed in your life. Yet it drove you mad! Plus, this was the best way to get
closer to your sister. Ahh, I forget her ring name.. Heh.
Shaun Andrews: You're a real piece of work aren't you. You know it's Shattered Dreams.
(Wind is sucked into the mask. No doubt, the mind behind the creation of Retter sees the beautiful image of Scorpion's
wife.)
Simon Retter: Ah yes. Shattered Dreams. You wanted more than anything to tell your sister that you were the brother
she had been searching for, but in the meantime your hatred for Scorpion grew. He'd started to make your life a living hell!
Every step you turned, he had become a thorn in your side. He took away your chances of becoming the TNW World
Champion by forcing you out of the company due to injury. What a memory, eh?!
(Andrew's grimaces. Much like he had in his dream. Retter has a way of making your memories into nightmares. Yet,
his dream. The translation was beginning to come full circle! The creation that he had created when he betrayed Scorpion
had cut him like a knife!)
Simon Retter: You should know resentment doesn't go away my friend.. my enemy.
(The words hit close to home with Shaun. Simon Retter takes a black handed glove and caresses the face of Andrews.
Sensual, but not sexual.)
Simon Retter: Scorpion's bitter taste from your accusations of sleeping with his woman never subsided. Like a wounded
animal, Scorpion lashed out at you every chance he got. When you least expected it, Scorpion could've taken you out of your
misery. The silencer barrel resting coolly on your forehead. Revelation. He discovered that everything you had professed
was a lie! You had never taken the love of his life into the very depths of your bedroom. It would've been incest! Did he love
that it was a lie more than he hated that you were going to be his brother-in-law? His world had nearly been ripped apart
and you were the man behind it all! How do you think that made him feel Shaun? I know.. Heh.
(Shaun looks down at the floor, not showing how he really feels. His life is a road less traveled. His methods are not
your typical cup of tea. Then again, neither is Simon Retter!)
Shaun Andrews: I bet you do.
Simon Retter: Jonathan Riley hated you for what you're worth and who's to blame him? What most don't know is that
he understood the path you chose! This is where it gets interesting, Mr. Andrews so you might want to pay close attention.
(The ever smiling mask of Simon Retter drops all the way down to the ear of Shaun Andrews. As if what he is about to
say is the greatest secret in the world.)
Simon Retter: Somewhere out there, Scorpion is waiting. He's biding his time. Watching. Listening. Looking for the
precise moment to strike. To strike what or strike who? Who knows.. then again I might know! Heh. I digress. Watch your
footsteps. Make your decisions carefully. Your moves from here on out could prove to be the deciding factor on where your
brother-in-law stands with you! Much like myself.. Scorpion loves you and he hates you. The ball is in your hands and time
is counting down. Can you cure this disease that you've created? Or will you let the infection come back to haunt you? If I
were you Shaun Andrews.. I'd make sure that I take care of the competition as it comes. What does that mean?!
Shaun Andrews: Enlighten me.
Simon Retter: Tonight you're in over your head, just you don't know it yet. You were not meant to be the winner and
move on to become the World Champion. Butcher planned it that way! But I know you Shaun. I know your guts. I know
your stubbornness... do I ever! Heh.
Shaun Andrews: Why does that matter when it comes to Scorpion?
Simon Retter: Excellent question boy. You've found out exactly what Scorpion's all about! When he does put his first
foot into the doors of PWA, if he hasn't already... Heh.. then you had best hope that you're sitting at the top when he gets
there. His will of becoming a World Champion is infinite. Maybe even more than your own! Time and chances for you are
running out! Make the most of them. Tonight could be your last... trust me!
(Simon Retter moves away from Andrews and out of the light leaving Shaun to ponder about his match tonight. It's do
or die time and he isn't about to die. His cell phone begins to chirp causing him to almost jump out of his skin. Was he so
deep in thought that he forgot about Retter? Taking the phone out of his jacket, which is now on the bench. Number is his
sister's.. Shattered Dreams.)
Shaun Andrews: Hey sis. You'll never guess who's here with me tonight at Violation!
Shattered Dreams: Mary Jane?! I haven't seen here forever. Hold on, let me turn the television on!
Shaun Andrews: No need to. You know that dream I had that I couldn't figure out?
Shattered Dreams: The one where Jonathan was naked? I don't know Shaun that I like you having dreams of my
husband in the nude!
Shaun Andrews: Oh c'mon. It all makes sense now and Jonathan was here to explain it!
Shattered Dreams: Umm no he wasn't.
Shaun Andrews: Stop kidding around. He was just here playing around as Simon Retter. I think he's still somewhere in
the room with me.
Shattered Dreams: That's impossible bro. The reason I called was to tell you that he's right here and he's willing to give
you a free psychological evalua... hold on....... Yes you will Jonathan. Cause he's my brother and you should do me this one
favor damnit! Ok back. He'll give you a free psychological evaluation. Hold on again...... I don't care if you hate him, he's my
brother and you're going to have to live with that! Ok back. So you said something about Simon Retter and your dream?
Shaun Andrews: So if Jonathan's there with you... then who's Simon Retter?
(Scene fades.)
Pure Wrestling Match
Bryce Michaels vs. Nighthawk
Written by: Neil
Franks: Next up we have ourselves a rivalry match that goes all the way back to TNW days.
Quadros: Is it a rivalry if it has been one sided, Carl?
Franks: Still the fans love to see when Bryce Michaels and Nighthawk lock up. What does Nighthawk have to do
tonight to get that win?
Quadros: He has to stick to his strategy and not showboat. We all know he is as technical as they get but Bryce
Michaels can still match him move for move.
“Man in the Box” by Alice in Chains kicks up as Bryce Michaels steps out from the back. He earns a nice round of
applause from those who know his work from TNW days but he also gains from boos from Nighthawk followers. Then
“Break in Down Again” by Tears for Fears starts to play and out steps Nighthawk. Big ovation for this man as he’s returning
from some work in Great Britain.
Referee Sasha Brown calls for the bell to get this match started. DING! Then all of a sudden there’s some commotion as
new comer Liam Travers comes walking out from the back. He continues his way down towards the commentators’ table
and takes up a chair next to Ray Quadros.
Franks: What do we owe the pleasure, Mr. Travers?
Quadros: He doesn’t seem to be in a good mood, Carl. Even after destroying Reckless Jack moments ago.
Nighthawk is yelling out wondering why Travers is down here. Oh! Bryce Michaels catches Nighthawk off guard with
a knee to the midsection. Irish whip by Michaels and he tries to collect Nighthawk with a tilt-a-whirl slam but Nighthawk
turns the tables and reverses into an arm drag. Michaels pops back up and shoots in for an attempted take down but
Nighthawk once again beats him to the punch with a drop toe hold. Octopus hold by Nighthawk as Michaels is asked if he’s
going to tap or not. The answer is NO!
Moments after the hold Nighthawk pulls Bryce up and gives him a forearm to the face. Irish whip by Nighthawk. He
hops Michaels on the rebound. Now they both run towards the ropes. Oh! Michaels comes flying through the air and
catches Nighthawk with a flying clothesline. Michaels with some follow up stomps and then a knee drop to Nighthawks’
head! Michaels applies a seated dragon sleeper. After a few tense moments, Nighthawk is able to power himself to his feet
to try and break free. Michaels shows his power by turning this position into a Russian leg sweep. Cover by Bryce!
1...2...THR…KICK OUT!
With Liam Travers still at ring side and watching this action. Michaels whips Nighthawk into a corner. Bryce charges in
with a shoulder block…no! Nighthawk slides out of the way. Michaels steps out of the corner into a Mexican arm drag
turned into an arm bar. Nighthawk has it locked in tight like he does with most holds. Michaels can’t get a base to break
free but he is able to grab the bottom rope with some work.
Ferdinand: Bryce Michaels has used his first rope break!
Both are to their feet in a reset. They lock up again. Nighthawk with a fast go around for a suplex. Michaels blocks it.
Now he goes around for a suplex. Nope, now Nighthawk blocks it. Nighthawk goes around again to grab the waist but
Michaels backs them both into a corner to stop any move by Nighthawk. Referee Brown wants a clean break out of the
corner but that isn’t happening as Michaels catches Nighthawk from around his back with a snap mare take down. Michaels
with an impressive slingshot spiral leg drop across Nighthawk’s throat! Hooks the leg! 1...2...THREE…NO! Nighthawk’s leg
sets on the ropes!
Ferdinand: Nighthawk has used his first rope break.
Travers continues to watch what’s going on without a word spoken as Bryce pulls Nighthawk up. Michaels looks like
he’s going for a C-4! Nope! Nighthawk pushes Bryce off and towards the ropes. Michaels returns and gets turned inside out
with a rolling leg lariat! Nighthawk yanks Michaels up and drops him with a South Side Crush! Solid double hammerlock
belly-to-back inverted mat slam! Bridge! 1...2...THRE…KICK OUT!
Nighthawk is feeling it now as this crowd is starting to get behind him. He waits for Michaels to get to his feet and
collects him with a series of knife-edge chops that echoes throughout the arena! Kick to the midsection by Nighthawk and
he steps to the side…Deliverance! What a face first plant by Nighthawk. Now Nighthawk applies is famed Hangman’s
Clutch! The crowd pops as Bryce Michaels has found himself in a compromising position! “TAP! TAP! TAP” scream the fans.
Michaels is resilient though as he will not tap here. He is somehow able to inch his way towards the ropes and grab one!
Referee Brown ushers Nighthawk off and he seems to be disappointed but not completely shocked Bryce was able to find a
way out of the finishing submission.
Ferdinand: Bryce Michaels has used his second rope break!
Nighthawk waits for Michaels to get up before shooting in again. He grabs Bryce by the leg for a take down but
Michaels holds onto the ropes. He kicks Nighthawk off of him and then delivers a devastating illegal punch to face that
damn near turns Nighthawk inside out! Referee Brown yells at Bryce Michaels and then yells out towards Freddy
Ferdinand.
Ferdinand: Bryce Michaels has been penalized his final rope break due to an illegal closed fist punch!
Bryce Michaels doesn’t seem to care because he is growing tired of these rules. He pulls up Nighthawk and whips him
towards the ropes. The still stunned Nighthawk gets collected with a Twisted Sorrow spine buster-flap jack combo! Michaels
drops a couple extra stomps onto his opponent before stepping back and looking out towards the PWA crowd. Nighthawk
struggles to his feet after the stunning punch and follow up Twisted Sorrow. He turns around to find Bryce Michaels but all
he finds in a C-4 diamond cutter! Some in the crowd pop after not seeing it done to perfection like that in such a long time!
Michaels hooks the leg! 1!…2!….3! DING! DING! DING! Bryce Michaels raises his hands in the air for his first PWA victory
while Liam Travers continues watching carefully, studying what just happened.
Franks: Bryce Michaels picks up his first in what should be many wins here in PWA. That illegal punch to the face of
Nighthawk really shifted the momentum.
Quadros: Nighthawk was looking extra sharp tonight, Carl, but he still couldn’t beat Bryce Michaels.
Party Jack
Written by: Craig & Neil
*Reckless Jack is in his locker room after his match this evening. He has a boombox on next to him as he looks to be
changing into his streets clothes. Then the "Party Boy" song from Jackass begins to the play. Jack starts to dance around a
little bit until it becomes so uncontrollable, he grabs the boombox and runs out the locker room, just in his underwear. He
begins to walk down the hallway as some of the wrestlers are standing around, almost in awe as they see him acting like a
total moron. Jack stops around a few backstage female workers who look like butch lesbians and starts to dance around
them. Jostrodomus happens to be walking by and stops. He stares as RJ and shakes his head. Joz walks off, muttering
something about "I've tried barking up those bitches trees."
Eventually they walk off as Jack shrugs it all off. He starts to dance around again, not seeing anymore women around.
Almost deject, he nearly stops until he sees a few more women. They seem him coming and run off, screaming. Terminus is
standing against the wall, laughing to himself. Jack doesn't pay any attention to him as Terminus walks off himself,
muttering as well. "Wow, this kid is nuts." Jack overhears this but doesn't really care as he keeps running around all over
the place.
Reckless Jack continues to run around the arena in his underpants as the party boy music continues to blare out of the
boombox he carrying along with him. He stops and dances around a few of the workers until he notices a door that says
"The Butcher" on a huge star. Jack opens up the door to see Butch engaged in a meeting with a few of the board members.
Jack places the boombox on the edge of the table as he starts to dance around everyone.*
Reckless Jack: Woooo! Let's party up hurrrrr!!!
The Butcher: Jack! What the Hell! Get out of here!
Wren Chesney starts to look Reckless Jack up and down and then looks away, obvious not impressed by the lack of
bulge.
Reckless Jack: WHAT?! I can't hear you! The music is too loud.
*Jack takes a look at Wren and winks at her*
Reckless Jack: Don't worry, it gets larger.
Wren: Not large enough.
VCR: Stop hitting on my wife you…you…you…WRESTLER!
*Jack stops dancing as the boombox automatically quits playing. Jack looks at VCR with a bit of disgust*
Reckless Jack: And who in the hell do you think you are old man? You surely can't have the stamina of Reckless Jack.
I could take this stone cold bitch and transform her into a stone cold fox. Oh... fucking... yeah.
Wren: You know what, Jack? FU-
The Butcher: -Eh hem! Well Jack, I am at least thankful you wore underwear tonight. But I don’t know about that crap
stain though. I thought Keeton was the only one around here that played with that stuff.
Reckless Jack: Well, uh, erm... HEY LOOK OVER THERE!
*Jack points to nothing in particular and grabs his boombox, running out the room*
Reckless Jack: Please don't fire me!!!!!!!
*His voice trails off as the door slams shut.*
Wren: I told you to fire him months ago.
The Butcher: What for? He irritates you. That makes him a winner in my book.
Husani Dakarai vs. Jostrodomus
Written by: Neil
Franks: I am really looking forward to this match up, Ray. Husani Dakarai has come on strong since arriving and he’s
really making a name for himself.
Quadros: And Jostrodomus feels a bit disrespected from Dakarai’s words last week. I think these guys are going to beat
the crap out of each other.
Husani Dakarai came to the ring to a generous applause from the audience as his legend in PWA began to grow. The
crowd was taking a liking to the newcomer because of his sheer power and strength. When Jostrodomus entered the arena
and the ring, the crowd erupted into the biggest cheer of the night for the former PWA World Heavyweight Champion. He
climbed in the ring and acknowledged the fans. Referee Andy Sheppard called for the bell and it started fast and furious.
Dakarai came charging at Jostrodomus and rained punch after punch on him. The Madman from the Motherland was
showing no mercy as he backed Jostrodomus to the corner and kept the punching onslaught coming. Some in the crowd
booed, but many were happy about the early violent start that was being provided as Sheppard back the two men from one
another. Dakarai then nailed Jostrodomus with two European uppercuts and a quick power suplex along with a two-count.
He slapped on a rear chinlock as the crowd rhythmically clapped for Jostrodomus to get into he match. Sensing the
momentum of the match was slowed, Jostrodomus decided to quicken the pace as he rose to his feet, backed Husani
Dakarai to the nearest corner and snap mared him to the canvas. After three stiff knee drops to the face , Jostrodomus got
to his feet and pumped these fans up even louder.
He went back on the attack. After an impressive delayed vertical suplex that turned Dakarai a dark shade of red, Joz
went for the cover and got a two-count. Then, he placed HD in the corner. Dakarai fought back with a furious punching
display and dropped Joz with a surprise left hook. Dakarai then landed an atomic drop followed by a bulldog for another
two-count in this match! Jostrodomus wouldn’t be out done though as he shifted the advantage back to his corner by driving
HD shoulder first into the corner. A series back-knife-edge chops and a follow up bitch slap, Husani Dakarai stepped out of
the corner holding his face. He walks right into a sidewalk slam! Cover! 1...2...THRE…KICK OUT!
Jostrodomus attempted to continue bullying Dakarai around the ring but found the much bigger man not so receptive
to this idea. HD reversed an Irish whip and caught Joz on the rebound with a military press into a stiff power slam that
rocked the ring! Dakarai with a cover that again resulted in a close 2- count. HD now came with a revenge delayed vertical
suplex that topped Jostrodomus’ one earlier in length. Dakarai ran towards the ropes and came off with a heavy spinning
elbow drop to Joz’s neck! Cover! 1...2...2.991464!!
Despite Dakarai gaining the momentum, the #1 Stunna came firing back. HD tried for a back body drop, but
Jostrodomus performed a swinging neckbreaker. A roaring elbow, another kneedrop to the head and a couple of different
suplexes variations were the offense of choice for Jostrodomus. Dakarai came right back when Jostrodomus tried for the #1
Stunner and landed a Burning Hammer! HD got to his feet and signaled for the R.A.V. Dakarai lifted Joz up for the Irish
whip but Jostrodomus fought back with a series of punches, saving himself from the end.
Jostrodomus with an Irish whip that sent HD to the ropes. Dakarai returns with a wild clothesline attempt. Joz ducked
out of the way and collect Husani Dakarai with a swift and stuff #1 Stunner! Jostrodomus hooks the leg! 1! 2! 3! DING!
DING! DING! “Enemy” by Sevendust kicks up as the crowd pops for Jostrodomus gaining the victory. He heads up the
entrance ramp with nearby fans patting him on the back. He looks back towards Husani Dakarai with a smile as the big
man is holding his head with a wince of pain, not happy over what just happened.
Franks: Wow! What a victory for Jostrodomus, Ray! Looks like he is regaining his form and looking to get back into the
PWA World Heavyweight Title picture.
Quadros: Tough break for Husani Dakarai. I was expecting him to maul Jostrodomus. But I guess the Joz-man came in
here tonight with some extra motivation with his son watching backstage.
Light Heavyweight Championship Match
Aiden Miles vs. Jake Keeton
Written by: Andrew
("In the Air Tonight" kicked in, and the crowd booed the appearance of Aiden Miles as The Standard made his way to
the ring with a cocky smirk on his face. The Standard slid into the ring, and made the universal signal that a new Light
Heavyweight Champion would be crowned, earning him more boos. Then "Hero" by Pop Evil began to play, heralding the
arrival of Jake Keeton. The champ received a mixed, although on the whole pretty positive reception from the crowd...most
of whom wanted to see Miles get his ass kicked. Keeton, for his part, took no notice of this, and kept his eyes on the man
who attacked him last week as he slowly made his way into the ring.)
Franks: All right. Jake Keeton is about to make his second defense of the PWA Light Heavyweight Championship
against the talented, but erratic, Aiden Miles.
Quadros: Well, Aiden's looking to win the belt, and Keeton's looking for payback after getting beaten down by the
Brotherhood last week. Should make for an interesting match.
(Keeton leveled a cold stare at Miles, who responded with a condescending smirk as the bell rang to begin this title
match. The two circled one another for a moment before lunging into a lock-up; Miles gained the advantage with a side
headlock, which was transitioned into a hammerlock and then into a drop toehold. Aiden then proceeded to roll his
opponent over onto his back with an Oklahoma Roll, getting a quick two count. Looking unimpressed, Jake sprung to his
feet and charged at Miles, who took him down again, this time with an armdrag. The Standard sunk in an armbar, but Jake
kept his cool and worked his way to his feet and threw his opponent off of him and into the ropes. Miles was able to duck his
opponent's follow-up clothesline, and then rebounded off the other set of ropes and nailed his opponent with a Flying Back
Elbow before covering for a two count.)
Quadros: Jeez! It's been all Miles so far! I think we might well be seeing the crowing of a new Light Heavyweight
Champion.
(Miles applied another side headlock as Keeton got back to his feet, only to have Keeton once again throw him off and
into the ropes. Miles charged back, and Keeton scooped him up, looking to take him over into a Tilt-a-Whirl Backbreaker.
However, Aiden used the momentum of this move to send his opponent flying with a Spinning Headscissors Takedown.
Miles broke out into a wide smile, yelling "This is TOO Easy!" before turning his attention back to his opponent, who was
struggling to rise off the mat. Aiden then booted his opponent in the gut, and then set him up for the Crash Landing. But,
before he could nail his Capture Suplex Backbreaker, Keeton countered into a Rana. More angered than hurt, Miles sprung
to his feet, and looked to take his opponent's head off with a Running Palm Strike. However, Keeton ducked this attack,
and then nailed his rival with a Mule Kick to the gut as he turned around. Keeton then cinched in a front facelock, hooked
the leg, and lifted his opponent upside down before dropping him on his head with a Fisherman Buster! Keeton covered,
and Miles just baely kicked out at 2.5.!)
Franks: Well, after a slow start, Keeton has found a way to turn this match in his favor Let's see if he can capitalize on
this shift in momentum!
(Keeton let out a loud war cry as he got to his feet, and then proceeded to take his opponent to the mat with a
snapmare, before following up with a hard soccer style kick to the back. Another stiff kick to the back followed, and Jake
then capped this sequence with a brutal hesitation dropkick before covering for another two count. Jake yanked his
opponent back to his feet, and then whipped him hard into the corner before following him in with a High-Flying Running
Corner Splash. Miles stumbled forward, directly into Keeton's arms; Jake smirked slightly as he proceeded to send his
opponent hurtling across the ring with a Belly to Belly Suplex. Keeton then ducked outside the ropes, and waited for his
opponent to get to his feet before nailing him in the back of the head with a Springboard Missile Dropkick. Cover got
another long two count. Keeton then scooped his foe off the mat and slammed him down before climbing to the top rope,
and nailing The Wasted Hopes (Shooting Star Legdrop) that looked for certain like it would finish. Incredibly, Miles was
JUST able to kick out before the three count.)
Franks: Keton's been on fire during these past few minutes, but just can't seem to put his opponent away!
Quadros: Well, he's signalling for the Highlight of the Night. If this move connects, then the match WILL be over!
(Indeed, Keeton did set his opponent up for his Spinning Unprettier, but Miles was able to squirm free of the hold, and
then pushed Keeton off of him, directly into referee Sasha Brown. Keeton's eyes went wide in disgust as he looked down at
the fallen official, and he failed to notice Miles sneaking up from behind. Low Blow from Miles! Keeton went down in a
heap, and a sadistic smile flickered across Aiden's face as he ducked outside, and produced a lighter from his jacket! As the
evil smile grew even wider, Miles then re-entered the ring, and waited for his opponent to turn around so he could blast him
with his now-sgnature Fireball!!!)
WHOOOOOOSH!!!!!!
Quadros: WHAT THE....!?
Franks: THE FIREBALL BACKFIRED! IT WENT OFF IN AIDEN'S FACE!!!
(Miles was SCREAMING in agony and holding his face as he rolled around on the mat, while Keeton smirked and the
crowd started to chant "Karma's a Bitch!". Not looking terribly sympathetic, Jake simply hauled his opponent to his feet, and
then nailed him with The Highlight of the Night! Miles lay quivering on the canvas, and the now-recovered Sasha Brown
dropped down to toll the three count. But, instead of covering, Keeton just smiled and picked him up yet again! Spinning
Unprettier on The Standard again! Keeton chose not to cover, and as the crowd cheered him on, hit him with a THIRD
Highlight of the Night! Finally, Keeton dropped down and covered Miles with a huge grin on his face. One...Two...Three!
*Ding Ding* Keeton smirked as he stared down at Miles, and then raised his belt over his head as he left the ring while
Brown tended to his stricken opponent.)
Ferdinand: Here is your winner.....and STILL PWA Light Heavyweight Champion....Jake Keeton!
Franks: Well, Jake Keeton scores a resounding victory over Aiden Miles, and defends his championship in impressive
fashion! Great showing tonight, and it's going to take something special to beat him, I think...Or, at least, a hell of a lot more
than Aiden brought to the table this evening!
All I Want To Say Is
Written by: Muru
[The intro to "Right Now" by Van Halen begins to play throughout the arena. The entrance ramp is dimly lit as the
figure of Ryan Shane makes his way out. The intro to the song then cuts to the chorus and pyro goes off as Shane makes
his way to the ring slapping hands with a few of the fans.He has his PWA Tag Title over his shoulder and is sporting the
new Jake Keeton shirt. As he gets to the ring he slides in under the bottom rope and then stands and raises his hands high
to the sounds of cheers. He reached for a microphone and begins to speak]
Ryan Shane: This is my first time speaking in front of you guys so bear with me.
[The fans give a light roar of approval]
Ryan Shane: I was going to come out here and talk about how I pulled off the biggest upset in PWA history, but it
doesn't matter. I was going to come out here and talk about how I was brutally attacked by The Brotherhood, but once
again it doesn't matter. You see everything that I accomplished or had happen to me doesn't mean anything. All because
Valentine Lionheart is no longer employed with the PWA. I am still unclear as to why that is. Some might say I had
something to do with it. I would hope that he is more professional then that. Others feel that it may have been a sting of
sorts, like one from a scorpion. Either way he is done and like I said the rest doesn't matter.
Ryan Shane: So that brings me to the real reason I came out here. I remember right before the show last week reading
something from Cross Recoba. He wanted to challenge me and beat me so he could take my place as the number one
contender to the Light Heavyweight title. Cross was very impatient with me because he never even allowed for a response.
He took it upon himself to force the issue when he nearly took my head off with a super kick. Now that I have the chance I
will give my response. First off if you want a shot at Jake Keeton all you have to do it ask him. He will not back away from
anyone. You don't need to go through me to get there. If you want to face me though that can be arranged. I will not back
down from a challenge either. The Butcher puts me in a match and I wrestle. Our paths will cross, and we shall see then
who is the better man.
Ryan Shane: Now that I got have gotten that off my chest I want to address my future. By now everyone knows about
the PWA Premiere title. The list of men lining up for a chance to face Biggs is pretty impressive, and the road will be tough.
Some might say I haven't been in the business long enough to even attempt to match myself up against some of others who
have signed there name. You know they may be right but I figured to myself, what the hell. If people who have only been
here a week or two are taking the chance, then why not me? I may not win the thing but I think I owe it to myself and
whatever fans I may have to give it a try. I guess that is all I want to say then, thank you...
[His music begins to play as he exits the ring and makes hit way to the back]
Steel Cage Match
Terminus vs. Aerik Walker
Written by: Andrew
("Becoming The Bull" kicked in over the loudspeakers, heralding the arrival of Terminus and Natalie Snow. The crowd
gave the pair a very loud, albeit mixed reaction as they made their way toward ringside; The PWA World Heavyweight
Champion earned another mixed pop as he entered the steel cage and raised the championship belt over his head. The High
Priestess applauded happily, and then made her way toward the announcer's table, before taking a seat beside Franks and
Quadros.)
Franks: Natalie!? What brings you here? Why aren't you at ringside supporting your fiance?
Natalie: Oh, I have full confidence that my Savior can handle this matter on his own, Carl, so I figured that I would
come, and add some insightful commentary for this match.
Quadros: Well, we're pleased that you could join us, Natalie. After all, you were a respected journalist in TNW, and-
Natalie: Actually...the main reason why I'm here is to collect the fifty dollars you owe me as a result of that Super Bowl
bet, Ray.
Quadros: Oh...crap.
("Cloud Nine" then began to play, and Aerik Walker appeared at the entrance ramp as the crowd gave him a mixed
reaction. Walker slowly walked toward the steel cage while Terminus stared daggers at him while crouched in his corner.
Walker simply responded with a cocky, lopsided grin as he stepped over the top rope and into the ring. Referee Andy
Sheppard called for the opening bell as the crowd buzzed in anticipation; the two competitors glared at one another for a
moment before they started to circle around the ring, each man searching for openings. After a moment, the two lunged
forward into a lock-up; Walker used his size advantage to shove Terminus off of him and into the ropes. Walker stepped
back, and motioned The New Age Punisher to try it again; Terminus nodded slightly and then lunged forward- only to duck
under the big man's clucthes at the last moment, and then chopped the big man's legs out from under him with a Spinning
Legsweep. Terminus measured his opponent and then charged forward into a shining wizard that dropped the big man onto
his back. Standing Shooting Star Press followed, but only got a two count.)
Franks: Well, Terminus seems to have found a way to nullify the advantages that his opponent has in terms of size and
strength!
Natalie: Well, it only stands to reason that he's going to be able to out-speed someone who moves at the rate of your
average glacier!
(Undaunted, Terminus simply got up and waited for his oppoonent to struggle to his feet before nailing him square in
the face with a Standing Dropkick. Walker collpased to the mat, and the masked man sprang off the ropes into a Sliding
Dropkick that once again caught Aerik in the face. Another cover...another two count. Sensing he had his opponent in
trouble, the New Age Punisher vaulted to the top rope and sailed off into a Frog Splash, only to have his opponent get his
knees up at the last moment. Walker took a moment to shake off the effects of the beating that he suffered, and then
turned his attention to his opponent, who was still gasping for air as he clutched his ribs. Hauling the masked man back to
his feet, Walker hoisted him into the air before dropping him back over his knee with a Gorilla Press Gutbuster. Cover
followed, and got a two count. Walker yanked Terminus up and whipped him into the ropes before picking him up and
slamming him down with a Spinebuster. Cover....Terminus kicked out a little after 2.)
Quadros: Pretty sound strategy by Walker to target those ribs. If this match goes any length, then Terminus could be at
a serious disadvantage!
Natalie: Oh, come now, Ray! Terminus has magnificent stamina! The man can, and will, go all night. I know that as
well as anyone. *pauses* Um.....I mean....
Franks: *Ahem* Back to the match.
(Walker then hauled Terminus back to his feet and as a sadistic grin flickered across his face, proceeded to send the
masked man flying back first against the bars of the steel cage! Terminus crashed to the mat and Aerick covered, only to
have the champ put a foot on the bottom rope at 2.5.! Shaking his head, Walker pulled Terminus back to his feet and
whipped him hard into the corner, before following him in with an attempted Flying Corner Splash. However, the champ
dodged this attack, and then nailed his opponent with a dropkick to the knee as the big man stumbled backward. A.W.
crashed to the mat, and Terminus pressed his advantage by grabbing Walker's leg and somersaulting forward to do even
more damage to the limb. The masked man smiled slightly as he watced Walker roll around on the mat, before pulling him
up by the leg and twisting him into a Dragon Screw Legwhip. Single Leg Crab/Anklelock combo was applied, but Walker
reached out, and grabbed onto the ropes before too much damage could be done as sections of the crowd started to chant
the champion's name.)
Franks: It still feels a bit odd to hear the champion getting some cheers. He's been one of the most hated members of
this roster for months.
Natalie: Well, I think people are starting to realize just what a kind, caring indivual he actually is. We both are,
really...*calls out into the ring* C'mon, honey! RIP HIS FREAKING LEG OFF!
(Keeping the pressure on, Terminus waited for Walker to rise, and dropped him with a running chop block. He then
draped Ace's leg over the ropes, and then backflipped into a standing Moonsault directly onto the injured limb. Terminus the
pulled Walker back to the center of the ring, and applied a nasty Bridging Figure Four Leglock. Aerick wasn't about to quit,
though, and managed to pull himself to the ropes once more. Growing frustrated, the masked man pulled his opponent back
to his feet by the leg, looking to nail another Dragon Screw. However, the big man showed some agility by leaping up and
nailing his opponent with an enzuigiri that caused Terminus to tumble to the mat. Alternating chants of "RTO!" and "Aerik!"
were heard as both men lay on the canvas; both of them pulled themselves up at roughly the same time, and started to
exchange forearms! Walker! Terminus! Walker! Terminus! Walker! Walker! Walker! Walker then stepped forward into a
lariat, but Terminus ducked, and then countered into an STO that got a two count when he applied the cover.)
Quadros: Jeez! The champ's ben hitting him with everything but th kitchen sink, but just can't seem to put Walker
away!
Natalie: Well, I think my Savior is getting pretty sick of Walker. God knows, I was sick of the man a long time ago!
(Terminus shook his head, and then drew his thumb across his throat as he waited for Walker to rise off the mat. The
masked man then doubled his opponent over with a kick to the gut, and set him him for his Dies Irae Sit-Out Tiger Driver.
Aerick, though, was able to block this attempt, and countered into a back bodydrop that sent his opponent to the mat. More
angered than hurt, Terminus sprang to his feet and nailed his opponent with a kick to his injured knee, before attempting
to whip him into the ropes. Walker was able to reverse this whip and in one fluid motion, pulled his rival into his arms and
into The Misery and Omen Uranage Backbreaker! Walker took a few moments to recover from dropping his opponent onto
his injured knee before covering; Terminus kicked out at 2.5 as Walker shook his head in disbelief. )
Franks: Oh my! Walker nearly had him with that move!
Quadros: He seems to have Terminus in a bad way! Can he capitalize on the situation!?
Natalie: No...No he can't! At least....I sure as hell hope he can't!
(Walker then hauled his opponent off the mat and nailed him with his Twilight Moon Spinning Brainbuster, which got
another two count. Looking frustrated, Walker picked him up once more, and put him on his shoulders as some of the
crowd began to chant "Mystic! Mystic!" After walking forward to the center of the ring, he then attempted to spin him in an
F-5; however, his leg buckled slightly, allowing Terminus to counter into a Tornado DDT! Terminus quickly vaulted to the
top, and watched as his opponent stumbled to his feet before sailing off into the Moonsault DDT called The Beginning of The
End! Cover.....Kick Out at 2.9! Looking down at Natalie, Terminus smiled, and then hauled Walker back to his feet before
nailing him with a variation of the Snap Legsweep DDT that she used as a finisher! )
Franks: Divine Offering! He just used his fiance's finishing move, and it looked like the impact just about knocked his
opponent cold!
Natalie: Awww.....That's...that's the sweetest thing I think I've ever seen! Well, I think this match is just about over, so
I'm going to head down to ringside. Good talking to you!
(Terminus then smirked as he stared down at the stricken Ace before climbing to the top rope. Staring down at his
rival for a moment, the champion then shook his head, and then continued to climb, stopping only when he had reached the
top of the steel cage! As the crowd began to chant "RTO!" again, he then sailed off the top of the cage, and into a magnificent
version of the Phoenix Splash called Terminal Velocity that connected flush against the barely moving form of Walker.
Cover: ONE.......TWO...........THREEE!!!!!! Natalie skipped happily into the cage, and gave her fiance a big hug as the
champion stared down at his fallen rival and held the belt over his head. The pair spent a moment basking in the crowd's
still-mixed reception before exiting the cage while Sheppard tended to Walker inside the cage.)
Franks: Well, Terminus survives a spirited assault from Aerik Walker and emerges victorious. Impressive showing by
the World heavyweight Champion!
Quadros: And, I survived spending time at the announcer's booth with Natalie without having to pay her the money
that I owe her! Whoo-hoo!
Franks: Hey, Ray...Isn't that your wallet on the floor?
Quadros: Crap..where's all my money? Where's all my money!? That...that...Dammit!
One Plus Two Equals Hell
Written by: Jay
The cage begins to lift, as both men begin to get to their feet. Terminus and Aerik Walker get up at the same time, and
immediately get in each other's face, cursing and screaming at each other. Terminus pushes Aerik, who returns the favor
with nothing more than hatred in his eyes. Terminus, somewhat in disbelief, simply nods and does nothing more -- until the
rest of Gundan RTO appear and begin to walk down to the ring! Aerik's eyes dart back and forth to each of the RTO
members, before finally resting on Terminus before him. Just as the RTO members appear ready to enter the ring,
Nighthawk and Reckless Jack hop over the crowd barrier and slide into the ring behind Aerik Walker!
Franks: Aerik Walker is going to be in the middle of this fight!
Quadros: Not unless the Hell Brothers and Gundan RTO want to finish him for good!
Walker quickly turns around, realizing he's now surrounded, and isn't sure what he should do first. Terminus stares at
Nighthawk, who returns the gaze. Jack doesn't take his eyes off Walker, which is rather unsettling to the big man. Aerik
puts up his fists, when Terminus makes a step forward, which causes Aerik to take a swing at the champion! Terminus
backs up, which prompts the RTO members to get in the ring, but as soon as they do, Nighthawk and Reckless Jack back up
Big Daddy Smooth! Terminus and his cohorts quickly slide out of the ring and begin to walk to the back, eyeing down the
three men in the ring, when Nighthawk produces something from out of nowhere and hands it to Walker. Unsure what it
is, he opens it up and sees it's a T-shirt -- but not just ANY shirt: it's a Los Hell Brothers shirt! The crowd cheers fanatically
as Aerik puts the shirt on and, with his lopsided grin adorning his face, yells to Terminus and RTO "Apocalipsis Ahora!"
Franks: Aerik Walker has joined Los Hell Brothers, Ray! I didn't see this coming!
Quadros: Neither did I. Looks like we have a new power group forming in PWA.
Skepticism and Mysticism
Written by: Jay
Aerik Walker is pacing around his locker room, frustrated. He runs a hand through his hair, sighing, when Johnny
Red walks into Aerik's locker room, walking up to the big man.
Johnny: "Aerik. Aerik, I came in here to ask you about what happened earlier tonight. Aerik, earlier tonight, in your
steel cage match against Terminus, you had him up in the 747, when the fans began chanting 'Mystic!' repeatedly. Your
thoughts?"
The fans begin cheering heavily at this. Aerik stares at the camera, then to Johnny, smiling.
Aerik: "Johnny, I'm truthfully surprised that the fans would chant that. I did not know that people even knew about
Mystic J. anymore. But you know something? It felt really good to hear those people chanting my name. Chanting Mystic
over and over again, really tugged at my heart. And, I think there's something I can do to pay the fans back."
Johnny raises an eyebrow at Aerik.
Johnny: "And what is that?"
Aerik smiles his infamous lopsided smile. He disappears from camera view for a few minutes, then returns with his
red-and-black half-and-half tanktop with the words "No Pain Train" in gold letters on the front! Johnny's jaw drops a bit in
surprise.
Aerik: "Simple, Johnny. I've always been a people pleaser. I've always been in with the crowd, now more than ever...
and what better than to oblige the fans? That's right. For the fans -- it's the return of Mystic J.!"
Mystic walks out of the scene, as Johnny watches, still surprised.
Franks: "Oh my God, Ray! Mystic is back!"
Quadros: "I'm going to say this, and I can't believe I'm going to, but it's good to see him back."
Interested Observers
Written by: Andrew
(Terminus and Natalie are shown sitting in the RTO locker room following the champion's victory against Aerik
Walker and are staring at the television as they await the start of the main event match that will determine the number
one contender to his World Championship. )
Natalie: Are you feeling the same way I am about this match, my love?
Terminus: Yeah....I think so. It'll be impressive to watch Sandman and Kaito eliminate Andrews from contention-
Natalie: And give him the beating he so richly deserves in the process.
Terminus: But, at the same time, it'll be tough to watch two of my closest friends tear into one another in order to earn
the chance to compete against me at Mob Rules.
I don't know how it's going to end...but I know one thing...
Natalie: Which is...?
Terminus: By the end of the evening, EVERYONE will know just what the members of RTO...EVERY member of
RTO, is capable of doing inside the ring.
Natalie: Indeed, my love...Indeed. All right...it's about to start.
Terminus: It is...and I, for one, am very interested in the outcome.
Elimination #1 Contendership Match
Kaito vs. Shaun Andrews vs. Jason Sandman
Written by: Neil
“Wild Out” by the Lox kicks up and here comes Shaun Andrews. The man on a mission with the odds stacked against
him tonight in this #1 Contendership match-up. Andrew steps into the ring and paces around to set his mind straight. Then
“Follow Your Generation” by ACMA starts playing and out steps Kaito. The Seiryuu begins his way down towards the ring,
making sure to keep his eyes locked on Shaun Andrews at all times. Kaito slides into the ring and stretches out, keeping his
mind set on the last time he faced Andrews and had a draw. Next “Decomposition of the Human Race” by Six Feet Under
starts playing and out steps the Angel of Death using Jason Sandman’s body. Sandman steps into the ring and shakes a little
bit before staring at Kaito with a slight smile.
Franks: And it looks like we’re finally ready to find out who the #1 Contender to the PWA World Heavyweight
Championship is, Ray.
Quadros: It has been a long journey for each man to get to this point. But only one will walk out of here with that title
shot. Friendship and alliances mean very little now.
Referee Andy Sheppard calls for the bell and this match is underway! All three men start to circle the ring and
wondering how they’re going to pull this off. Then Kaito and Sandman come closer to each other, both staring down Shaun
Andrews. The idea of a handicap match was obvious to Andrews once the match was announced so he was prepared for
this. He tell both Gundan RTO and former Project Catastrophe members to bring it on. And so they do. 2-on-1 just about
dead center of the ring. Andrews throws a flurry of rights and lefts to keep both Sandman and Kaito at bay. Sandman takes
the majority of the shots on the chin but continues to press forward. Kaito rains in some stiff kicks to the midsection of
Andrews, slowing his defensive fight with each kidney shot. Soon enough it becomes to much as Sandman has a firm grasp
of Andrews and now Kaito shoots in. The beat down on Shaun Andrews ensues much like it did at the end of Violation 23.
Franks: Shaun Andrews finds himself on the short end of this battle so far as the Gundan RTO members are locked
onto him.
Quadros: What was he thinking telling them to bring it? Kaito has the hardest kicks in the world. And Jason
Sandman, well he’s just the most insane man in PWA.
Clubbing blows send Andrews to the mat and then there are follow up kicks and stomps. Once Kaito and Sandman are
satisfied with what they have done, they drag Andrews to his feet. They double whip him towards the ropes and Shaun
Andrews returns with a double flying clothesline! Both Kaito and Sandman go down as the crowd pops for Andrews. He
shakes off the beating from moments ago and focuses on Kaito with a series of stomps. He pulls Kaito up off the canvass
and drops him again with a back body drop. Before he can inflict anymore damage though, Jason Sandman shoots in and
takes him down with a tackle. Stiff punches and elbows by Sandman on a defenseless Andrews makes this match look like
a back alley mugging early on.
Franks: Shaun Andrews is going to have to find a way to isolate each member of RTO. If he can’t, he won’t last long.
Quadros: Either the Commissioner is stupid for making this match or he has a bone to pick with Shaun Andrews.
Sandman finishes his attack with a dropping knee to Andrews’ face. Over comes Kaito holding his back and they both
help Andrews up into a double vertical suplex. Sandman with a quick cover as Kaito stands by. 1...2...THR…KICK OUT!
Again Sandman blasts Andrews in the face with a punch as Referee Sheppard keeps warning Sandman. He gets up into the
face of the referee to have a stern talk with the zebra. Kaito takes his place and start hammering Andrews with some well
placed kicks to the thighs. Andrews pops up with a trickle of blood coming down his nose and sticks a thumb to Kaito’s eye!
Kaito steps back to rub it out leaving himself open for a back takedown by Andrews.
Franks: Shaun Andrews has applied an ankle lock onto Kaito!
Quadros: He’s trying to break Kaito’s ankle and limit him in this match!
Andrews is doing his best to bend Kaito’s foot into an awkward position. But before too much damage can be done,
Jason Sandman steps on Andrews’ head! Sandman pulls Andrews up and tosses him into a corner. Sandman comes flying in
with a spear into the corner but Andrews barely gets out of the way, causing Jason Sandman to go shoulder first into the
unforgiving steel post! Sandman steps out of the corner holding his shoulder only for Andrews to grab the shoulder and
yank down on it, trying to further any dislocation! Andrews grabs the arm again and goes around the back, executing a solid
key-lock suplex with a bridge! 1...2...THRE…NO! Kaito comes in and kicks the legs out from under Andrews, breaking the
bridge!
Franks: Big save there by Kaito to help his friend.
Quadros: If Andrews knew what was good for him he would just walk out now and quit!
Kaito pulls up Andrews and sets him into a corner. CHOP! WHOOOO! CHOP! WHOOOO! CHOP! WHOOOO! CHOP!
WHOOOO! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP!
CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP!
WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! Shaun Andrews steps out of the corner with a cheery red
chest. Kaito shakes his hand in pain after all of those chops. Kaito with a follow up rolling wheel kick to the face to finish off
Andrews! Sandman is right there with a cover! 1...2.…THREE…KICK OUT!! Kaito and Sandman pick up Andrews and pitch
him over the top rope to the floor below!
Franks: Oh wow! Shaun Andrews hit the floor hard!
Quadros: Getting out of that ring might have been the best thing for him.
Kaito and Sandman pace around the ring as the crowd boos over their self-righteous actions. As Shaun Andrews is
starting to wobble to his feet outside of the ring, Kaito runs towards the ropes, bounces off, and flies over the ropes with a
handspring moonsault on Andrews! MISSES! Shaun Andrews got out of the way just in time, causing Kaito to crash hard
onto the floor. Andrews starts stomping away on Kaito for good measure. Holy crap! Jason Sandman just hopped over the
top rope himself with a big body splash!
Franks: If that doesn’t show how important this match is, I don’t know what will! Jason Sandman going for some rare
air!
Quadros: That’s what we call a beer belly splash, Carl.
Sandman gets some props from the crowd as he gets to his feet and starts marching around ring side, happy over what
he just did. Referee Sheppard calls for this match to get back into the ring but that isn’t going to happen. Sandman pulls the
winded Andrews up and shoulder blocks him hard into the barrier. Andrews returns a head butt that makes Sandman walk
away holding his face. Sandman returns with some rage to finish the job on Shaun Andrews but he ends up getting a body
dropped over the barrier and into the crowd! Andrews looks back to inspect his work as Jason Sandman is laid out over
some chairs and garbage from the fans. Oh! Kaito nails Andrews in the back of the head with a stiff kick!
Franks: That kick there might have knocked Andrews out cold!
Quadros: I don’t recommend being kicked by Kaito at all and I certainly do not recommend allowing him to tee off on
your head with one of those kicks!
Kaito looks to take advantage of this blindside kick and rolls Andrews into the ring. Slingshot rolling leg drop by Kaito
onto Andrews’ throat! Cover! ONE! TWO!! THREE!! NO! Referee Sheppard waves off the 3-count because Andrews was
able to get a foot on the bottom rope. Kaito is not a happy camper at all over this as he yanks Andrews up and then plants
him again with a spinning fisherman buster! This time he makes sure Andrews is no where near the ropes as he hooks the
leg! 1...2...THRE…KICK OUT! Ouch. Kaito with a double foot stamp, trying to bust Andrews open. As Shaun Andrews is
rolling around holding his face, Kaito runs towards the ropes, bounces off, and connects with a rolling senton! Hooks the leg
again! 1...2...THR…KICK OUT! Kaito has had enough and he wants to end this thing now! He pulls Andrews up and goes
around the back for a Dragon Suplex…but wait! Jason Sandman slides into the ring with a steel chair all pissed off at Shaun
Andrews! Referee Sheppard gets in the way and grabs the chair. Shaun Andrews by distraction puts a backwards low blow
to Kaito! Follow up cutter by Andrews!
Franks: Sandman came in here with a chair and Andrews capitalized with a low blow!
Quadros: No more little Kaito’s running around in the future. I guarantee that.
Andrews with a cover on Kaito but doesn’t get a count. Sandman drops the chair and comes over to stomp Andrews off
of Kaito. Irish whip by Sandman and he looks to collect Andrews with a spinebuster! Andrew slides between the legs and
catches Sandman with a European uppercut! Headlock by Andrews and he leads Sandman over to the corner. He climbs to
the second turnbuckle and spins with a DDT, planting Sandman head first into the mat! Cover by Shaun Andrews!
1...2...THR..KICK OUT! Andrews applies a modified arm bar on Sandman, trying to snap the arm! Sheppard wants to know
if Sandman wants to tap! “TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP!” NO yells Sandman! Andrews applies more pressure, hyper extending
Sandman’s arm at the elbow! “TAP! TAP!” Oh! Here comes Kaito with a stiff kick to Andrews again! A series of stiff kicks
now onto Andrews to force him to break the hold on Sandman. Andrews catches one of Kaito’s legs! He’s trying a knee bar
on Kaito! Not happening at Kaito with his free leg damn near takes Andrews’ head off with another kick!
Franks: Kaito throws those kicks from any position, Ray.
Quadros: I am sure he does a lot of strange training in that temple to bend like that, Carl.
Kaito and Jason Sandman are both up and look to be up to no good as they hoist Shaun Andrews up from the mat.
Kaito sends Andrews towards the ropes. He collects Andrews with a flapjack while Sandman catches Andrews with a sit-out
face plant! OH! Shaun Andrews has been laid out again! Sandman shoots in with a sloppy, arrogant cover.
1!…2!….THRE…KICK OUT!! Some in the crowd cheer as Shaun Andrews will not give up. Both Sandman and Kaito wait a
few moments for Andrews to pick himself up so they can end this. Andrews wobbles to his feet, bleeding from the nose,
little from the mouth, and a bump forming on his head. Kaito comes with the biggest spinning kick of the night targeting
Andrews’ head to finish him for good! Sandman shoots in as well! Andrews ducks at the last moment and Kaito PLASTERS
Jason Sandman in the face with a sick kick! Sandman gets turned inside out from the unfortunate kick that didn’t have his
name on it! Kaito grabs his head in shock over his mistake!
Franks: Kaito just knocked Jason Sandman silly with that kick!
Quadros: Now that’s a tooth chipper, Carl. Sandman will never smile the same again.
Shaun Andrews grabs Kaito from behind with the RAP IT UP! RAP IT UP! RAP IT UP!! Andrews has his choke hold
finisher on the standing Kaito! He has it locked in deep as Kaito is trying to break the grasp around his neck! He doesn’t
have position to break free! He’s turning red and just might pass out standing up! “TAP! TAP! TAP!” Referee Sheppard is
right there and raises Kaito’s hand! It DROPS! He raises Kaito’s hand again! IT DROPS!! Kaito’s eyes are shut and he’s out
of it! The hand goes up one more time!…..IT!….IT!….SWEET JESUS!!
Franks: That was brutal!
Quadros: He might have snapped them both in half!
Before Kaito’s hand could fall again, Jason Sandman, still dazed and confused, GORED the living shit out of Shaun
Andrews and Kaito from behind! Kaito’s body is limp on the canvass while Shaun Andrews is rolling around holding his
spine. Jason Sandman stumbles to his feet and leans against the ropes holding his shoulder. Shaun Andrews gets up
himself with a wince of pain and holding his spine after being nearly bent in half. Andrews covers Kaito, who isn’t moving!
1...2...NO! Sandman pulls Andrews off and blasts him with a high impact clothesline he calls the Venom Strike! Sandman
puts Andrews between his legs and looks out to towards the crowd with a sick look. FIRST BORN’S DEMISE!! OH! What a
spine flattening Ganso bomb from Jason Sandman! He hooks the leg! 1!…2!…THREE!!!
Freddy Ferdinand: Shaun Andrews has been eliminated!
Franks: Oh my God! Jason Sandman just pinned Shaun Andrews and probably broke Shaun’s back in the process!
Quadros: That ring shook like an earthquake, Carl. He got all of that First Born’s Demise.
The crowd doesn’t know how to react, some boo as Shaun Andrews is rolled out of the ring by PWA personnel. Jason
Sandman looks down at Kaito, who hasn’t moved and is still out cold from the Rap It Up choke hold. Sandman walks over
and starts to shake Kaito, trying to wake him up so they can have the show down like they wanted.
Quadros: The hell with that Sandman! Just cover him!
Sandman shakes Kaito so more, trying to revive him. Then Sandman steps back and begins shaking his head. He
starts walking around the ring a little, yelling out “NO! NO! NO!” for some reason! The eyes start to roll into the back of his
head and he grabs his head like it’s going to explode! He then all of a sudden regains composure and covers Kaito! Sheppard
goes down for the count! 1!…2!…THRE!…NO! Kaito gets his foot on the bottom rope!
Franks: What the hell was that all about, Ray? He wanted Kaito up and then he wanted to cover him?
Quadros: I have no idea. This guy is seriously disturbed.
Sandman or is it Angel now?, pulls up Kaito roughly and puts him between his legs. He’s going for the First Born’s
Demise on his Gundan RTO partner! He hoists Kaito up above his shoulders!…NO! Kaito with a rolling rana out of no
where, pinning Jason Sandman! 1!…2!!…THREEE!!…..NO!! KICK OUT!! The crowd pops over the sudden revival of Kaito.
He starts to crawl towards the ropes to use them so he can get to his feet. Sandman gets up and runs straight towards Kaito
with another spear…Kaito gets out of the way and Sandman goes through the ropes and spills out onto the floor! Kaito
leans against the ropes, knowing he just dodged a bullet. Sandman gets up off the floor holding his head and looks to get
back up on the apron. He grabs Kaito by the head and leans him over towards the corner. Kaito’s head bounces off the
turnbuckle! Sandman cinches Kaito over the ropes and he’s looking for a suplex out of the ring! NO! Kaito reverses the
momentum and suplexes Sandman INTO the ring again! Kaito with a follow up springboard moonsault! Cover!
1!...2!….2.9946321!! Big kick out from Jason Sandman!
Franks: If Kaito can regain his bearing maybe he can still win this thing after Shaun Andrews’ Rap It Up and being
speared!
Quadros: That’s a tall order if you’re asking me, Carl. He is still reeling here and just going on adrenaline.
Kaito gets up and shakes his head. He pulls Sandman up and drops him almost on his head with a dead lift German
suplex! Kaito crawls on his hands and knees towards a corner and looks back to see Sandman is still down. He hops to the
top turnbuckles and takes off without any hesitation with his RYUBAKUDAN finisher! The Dragon Bomb backfires as
Sandman gets his knees up! Kaito’s spine damn near snaps after landing on Sandman’s knees! Kaito rolls to the side and
now he’s holding his back!
Franks: That looked like it hurt.
Quadros: High risk, no reward Kaito-son.
Jason Sandman rolls to the side and he’s feeling it in his knees now. He reaches down to grab Kaito but Kaito throws a
defensive kick! Sandman catches it! Kaito kicks the other leg! Sandman catches that too! Kaito is trying to get his legs free
but Sandman has a tight hold! Sandman rocks back, sending Kaito flying chest first into the ropes! Nice hot shot! Sandman
grabs Kaito from behind and executes a rough suplex that Kaito could not stop even though he was holding on to the ropes!
Sandman with a cover! 1!…2! THRE…NO! KICK OUT!!
Franks: Clutch kick out by Kaito!
Jason Sandman is getting that look in his eye again as he’s looking to finish this thing. He grabs Kaito by the throat
and hoist him up! Kaito is face to face with Sandman and his eyes rolling in the back of his head again! Sandman goes for a
chokeslam! NO! Kaito with a reversal arm drag! Sandman pops back up again as he’s being relentless now! He charges
Kaito again but this time Kaito catches him with a drop toe hold! Sandman goes face first into the turnbuckles and slumps
down! Kaito runs towards the corner, does a headstand on the top turnbuckle and slingshots a dropkick square into
Sandman’s face! OH! Kaito rolls away to catch his breath while Sandman rolls around in the corner holding his face!
Franks: Gundan RTO will never be the same again!
Quadros: Sandman could have a pushed in face. That just might be an improvement!
Both men are to their feet again but Jason Sandman is wobbly as all hell. He steps right into Kaito’s head lock. Kaito
yells out “JIENDO!” as he’s looking to end this match for good! NO! Jason Sandman with a power reversal into a Northern
Lights Suplex! Bridge! 1!….2!…THREE!!! DING! DING! DING!! There’s complete shock throughout the arena!
Ferdinand: And the winner of this match and NEW #1 Contender…JASON SAND…MAN!!!
"Back to the Primitive" comes on the speakers as Jason Sandman slowly pulls himself up on the ropes. Jason looks
around and almost seems confused that his music is playing. Finally the realization has hit him that he just became the
Number one contender. Jason Sandman just turns around as he sees Kaito pulling himself up. After Kaito has his footing
Jason winks at his partner before giving Kaito a traditional Japanese bow which Kaito returns. Kaito then makes his exit as
Jason still has a look of amazement on his face.
As Kaito disappears into the back Becoming the Bull comes on the speakers is followed by The World Champion and
The High Priestess coming out of the entrance. Terminus has the title over his shoulder as he comes out applauding the
match that just took place and the victory won by his fellow RTO member. Jason watches as Terminus walks down the
ramp and up the stairs. Jason sits on the ropes and allows for Natalie Snow to get in the ring showing respect, but stands up
just as Terminus attempts to enter the ring. Terminus just looks at Jason and smiles through his mask as the Savior slides
through the ropes.
The Two men stand at face to face before Terminus extends his hand in congratulations. Jason takes his hand and the
two shake. Terminus points to the World title showing Jason Sandman what he just won his shot at. Jason taps the belt
with a smile on his face. The two men separate and Terminus again applauds Jason’s win as both Natalie and Terminus exit
the ring. Jason just stands in the ring watching his opponent at Mob Rules walk up the ramp. Jason walks over and grabs a
microphone whistling it in to get Terminus’s attention. As the World Champion turns around Jason Sandman is leaning on
the ropes giving Terminus the sign of that close. Terminus smiles again, and shrugs slightly as if to say "we'll see" before
leaving Jason to celebrate.
Jason turns around and finds Mary Katherine standing quietly in the corner. Jason slowly walks over to MK and gives
her a big hug. MK briefly gives Jason a hug before moving his hair back and giving him a kiss on the cheek. Mary
Katherine goes to walk away before Jason grabs her arm and pulls her back and giving her a passionate kiss on the lips.
Jason lets go of MK and she just seems surprised that she got that reaction form him. Jason smiles before sitting on the
ropes allowing MK to easily leave the ring. Jason waits for her to get far enough away before leaning his back up against
the ropes and flipping out. MK and Jason head to the back as the fans chant Sandman’s name.
Franks: My God! Jason Sandman has won this match and will face Terminus at Mob Rules for the PWA World
Heavyweight Championship!
Quadros: It’s going to be a Gundan RTO main event, Carl! I can’t wait!
Franks: Ladies and gentlemen, we’re out of time! Catch us back here next week for Violation 25 in Denver, Colorado!
Good night everybody!
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