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Violation 36
Sunday, August 3rd, 2008
Halifax Metro Centre in Halifax, Nova Scotia
Fun Sized Filth & Fury
Written by: Mike
*Too Short's I'm A Playa hits the P.A. as the The Real Deal Mike Beal emerges on to the entrance way. He casually makes his way down to ringside, acknowledging an assortment of cheers and boo's from the crowd. He steps over the top rope into the ring and pulls a mic from the back pocket of his trouser's.*
The Real Deal: Cut the Music.... *Music stops* Just as I predicted look who as failed to make an appearance anywhere close to the PWA. Jason Price, I knew you were fronting but I had no idea one single beat down would really scare you out of the federation. It's probrably a good thing you took my advice, now they won't have to send your mother a letter informing her of your demise.
Now on to current events, Filth and Fruity. It would appear its a going to be the three of us this evening and that is just fine with me. I've been preparing for this all week and you know what I'm pumped and primed to go right now. If you have the guts bring it right now.
*The Real Deal drops the mic as he awaits his opponents to answer his challenge. A few silent moments pass and then Filth and Fury's intro music begins to play. As The Real Deal eagerly awaits his challenger's the camera pans down a little and we see not quite what we were expecting. Stepping from behind the curtain are two less than average height, dare I say midgets, dressed in Filth and Fury miniature attire.*
*The obvious imposter's race down the ramp and slide into the ring. As we get a closer look we see they are both wearing distinctive T-shirts. One clearly says "I'm the Filth" and the other reads "Guess that makes me Fruity".
The Real Deal pretending to be worried turns around in circles as the two midgets bounce off the ropes preparing to attack. Suddenly they fly towards The Real Deal but not for a clothesline or a body press but towards his ankles as they try to bite him! The Real Deal not even phased stands there allowing the biting to continue while laughing hysterically.
Having had enough of these shannigans, The Real Deal picks up Filth and proceeds to gorilla press him into one side of the crowd. The crowd catches the little man and proceeds to pass him up into the balcony. The Real Deal then proceeds to repeat the process on the other side of the arena with Fruity. As the fans pass around Filth and Fruity The Real Deal picks up the mic.*
The Real Deal: PWA fans enjoy the Filth and Fruity, at least we know they do have one talent. They make excellent beach ball replacements for entertainment. *The Real Deal begins to laugh along with the crowd.*
*Too Short's I'm A Playa hits the PA as The Real Deal still laughing hysterically drops the mic in the center of the ring and makes his way backstage. As the camera pans around we see the fans have not yet tired of passing around the vertically challenged duo.*
Gettin' Up-Close and Personal
Written by: Filth & Fury
Backstage, the shapely Miranda Buck is walking around with a camera-man, muttering that she's gonna take a break from looking for people to interview and get a coffee while she can. However, she walks straight into the path of two men, better known as Filth 'n' Fury. Miranda gulps at the sight of the intimidating pair and tries to make excuses- but the Half-Brothers from Hell don't let up, saying: "You wanted interviewees and now you've got us...so ****in' do it!"
"Well...ok...you have a match tonight?" The reply is perfunctory, threatening Jason Price and Mike Beal with much violence, especially if they can't work together. Miranda then points out that the British team haven't enjoyed much success so far in their PWA run. Fury laughs and says that's all about to change- "just you wait, love...you may be the next victim if you're luck!" Filth laughs at the woman's humilation then claims the team gave the greatest interview Miranda's ever going to get off anyone. Buck can't retort for Fury makes a pun about her and a certain sexual phrase. Laughing loudly, they finally push past Miranda, to the boos of the crowd and the commentators generally display sympathy for the girl- although Quadros is buying into Filth's hype- "these men are going places in PWA! It's only a matter of time..."
Kaito Invitational
Cross Recoba vs. Mystic J
Written by: Neil
Cross Recoba showed up for his first Kaito Invitational match but his opponent had other plans. Mystic J no showed. There weren't any border problems at all for him. He just didn't show up. So he's been fired and the PWA fans really don't like him anymore. Next week Cross Recoba will face Captain Howdy in a crucial match in the Kaito Invitational.
Jason Price & Mike Beal vs. Filth & Fury
Written by: Bailey
Filth & Fury came out to show what tag team wrestling was all about in PWA. Even Jared Crowe showed up as well and sat at ring side to watch this match much like he did at last week's main event. Tom Filth and Matt Fury showed how experienced they were as a team in the ring while Mike Beal and Jason Price were definitely not on the same page. Some nice double team moves such as a double backdrop, a double drop kick, and even a double backdrop/leg drop variation from Filth & Fury got the crowd into the match. Mike Beal had enough of Jason Price trying to steal his thunder and tagging in and out in a rough fashion. So Beal left his partner high and dry. He all ready faced Filth and Fury earlier tonight on a smaller scale anyway so this was pointless. Tom Fury exectuted a perfect Fahrenheit 450 splash to pick up the 1-2-3 and earn Filth and Fury their first tag team victory in PWA.
Summer Navigation Tour
Chris Wilkins vs. Nighthawk
Written by: Okori
Ring Announcer Freddy Ferdinand: “This next contest is scheduled for one fall and is match no. 2 in the Summer Navigation Tour. The referee inside the ring is Paul Cruz.”
("What I Want" by Daughtry begins to play in the arena. As the chorus starts, a blast of fireworks comes out from the entrance ramp and smoke starts to fill the arena. It begins to clear and standing on the stage is Chris Wilkins with Alex Rollins at is side. With Rollins yelling instructions in his ear, they walk down to the ring. Sliding in at the same time, Wilkins raises his fists to the fans, while Rollins claps behind him. Talking last second strategy,
Wilkins waits for the match to start.)
(As his opponent stands in the center of the ring the house lights in the arena suddenly fade all the way to black and is quickly replaced by blue and white laser lights which draw an appreciative roar from the sold-out crowd. As the laser lights flash in time the roar grows ever louder as the familiar opening strains of "Break It Down Again (Sweet Home Chicago Intro)" by Tears for Fears booms out over the sound speakers as Nighthawk stands at the top of the ramp, his profile silhouetted by flashing blue and white laser lights. Bouncing back and forth on the balls of his feet Nighthawk stares a hole through his opponent in the middle of the ring as the crowd claps along in time with the beat, his ice-blue eyes never leaving his target as he walks down the ramp while enthusiastically shaking hands with every single fan that he can touch. Getting on the top turnbuckle Nighthawk raises one finger above his head before crouching down in his corner.)
Freddy Ferdinand: “Introducing first, in the corner to my left, he is from Ogden, Utah and weighed in tonight at 175 pounds. Accompanied to the ringside area by Alex Rollins… please welcome Chris Wilkins!”
(As Chris steps out of the corner, raising his fists above his head, the crowd tosses in black, red, and blue streamers which Chris responds to with a quizzical nod of his head.)
Freddy Ferdinand: “And his opponent, in the corner to my right, he is from Chicago, Illinois and weighed in tonight at 185 pounds. He is a former World Light Heavyweight Champion…. “The Wrestling Machine” Nighthawk!”
(As Nighthawk removes his jacket and hands it to the ringside attendant the crowd erupts as though a conquering hero has returned back to the kingdom, tossing in red, white, and blue streamers and chanting “Best in the World”.)
Franks: These two have had some great light heavyweight matches in the past, Ray. I expect the same tonight.
Quadros: Clearly there's some respect here since Nighthawk was one of the first people Chris Wilkins hired when he opened PWA.
(Shaking hands with each other Chris and Nighthawk each step back to their separate corners, Chris leaning to the outside of the ring to go over final strategy points with Alex Rollins as Nighthawk gets down in a crouch and stares a hole through his opponent. Having finished that the Chicago native immediately goes into a collar-and-elbow tie-up with Chris, both men bulling at each other desperately trying to find even the slightest opening. Eventually pushing each other back into the ropes both men refuse to let go until the referee Paul Cruz steps in and separates the two of them. Loosening up his neck Nighthawk steps into the center of the ring with Chris doing the same. Going back to another collar-and-elbow tie-up Chris finally discovers the opening he was looking for and hooks in a standing side headlock, running his forearm bone across the bridge of the nose of his opponent to make the countering of the hold all that more difficult.)
Franks: Good win out of the tie up by Wilkins.
(Trying to figure out a reversal to the headlock Nighthawk does a series of deep knee bends until he loosens the grip and his palm touches the mat and then floats back up in the other direction, hitting a flipping dropkick once he gets back up. Using the opening Nighthawk hooks in a top wristlock and lands a rolling wrist snap out of that, holding on for an armbar. But as the “Wrestling Machine” hooks in the armbar by placing his knee down at the middle of the shoulder Chris counters it by reaching his legs up and hooking in a headscissors, posting his forearms in between the shoulders.)
(Holding onto the headscissors Chris turns his body to the side to apply extra torque on the hold, placing his palms down on the mat to aid in cinching the hold in extra tight. But as Chris continues to hold onto the headscissors Nighthawk counters by lifting his body straight up and kicking his feet backwards, loosening the grip just enough for the “Wrestling Machine” to turn the Ogden native over onto his stomach where he applies a stepover wristlock. Pulling back on the shoulder joint Nighthawk hooks both arms of Chris in a chickenwing, bridging forward and locking in the submission that he calls Arms Across America. Cinching in the hold tight Chris crawls to the ropes and slinks his bottom foot across the strand, forcing a break.)
Franks: Smart move there by Wilkins. Good ring presence.
Quadros: If Nighthawk had any ring presence he would have kept Wilkins in the middle of the ring.
(As both men get to their feet somewhat carefully, Chris shaking out his left arm as he does so, they both go back to the collar-and-elbow tie up and Chris again grabs another headlock, this time using the flat of his palm to try and flatten the nose of the former World Light Heavyweight Champion. Walking to the ropes while still holding onto the headlock Chris then takes the headlock over again, rubbing the face of the “Wrestling Machine” into the mat. Trying to spin back out of the hold like the Chicago native did the first time Chris blocks it by sprawling forward, re-applying the headlock even tighter. Crossing his feet together Nighthawk again tries to break the headlock, this time slipping out of it again and getting back to a seated position. Picking off Chris’s arm as he tries to go for a short-arm clothesline Nighthawk blocks in and rolls through into a half-nelson cradle which gets a 2-count.)
(Rolling quickly up to his feet out of the cradle Chris returns the favor by hitting a small package for a 2-count. As both men get in a crouch and stare at each other, each reflexively loosening up their wrists, the crowd begins to slowly buzz as to what they are seeing. Circling each other, each man refusing to fully commit to a particular attack, they haltingly go back to the collar-and-elbow tie-up. Deciding finally to take a few more chances with his offense Nighthawk hits a deep armdrag and then hits a wheelbarrow armdrag which sends Chris careening through the ropes and onto the floor. Waiting until he gets to his feet the “Wrestling Machine” fakes a tope suicida through the ropes before running to the ropes again and doing a handspring over the ropes so he lands on the ring apron. Once there he goes for a diving elbow strike off the apron only to see Chris duck out the way down, leading Nighthawk to smack his chin on the steel guardrail.)
Franks: Oh no doubt that hurt!
Quadros: Now Chris Wilkins has to capitalize off of Nighthawk's showboating ways.
(Climbing back up onto the apron himself Chris gets a running start and lands a knee strike to the temple, rolling Nighthawk back into the ring. Once there a woozy Nighthawk tries desperately to get himself back in a match by going for a palm strike which Chris blocks by hitting a swinging neckbreaker. Deciding to go for the finish right now Chris drills the “Wrestling Machine” with a gutwrench powerbomb, which he follows up with a second-rope falling headbutt to the chin. Focusing his attack on the head and neck of Nighthawk Chris drags the Chicago native into the corner and hits a pair of bootscrapes to the face before pulling him up by the inside of his lip and slapping him insultingly across the face, before rocking his jaw with a European uppercut.)
(Firing another European uppercut Chris steps back a pace and then runs in with a hard forearm strike to the face before waiting as Nighthawk staggers out and hitting him with a textbook bridging Tiger suplex, only to see the Chicago native get out at the count of 2. Dragging him to the center of the ring Chris ties the “Wrestling Machine” up in an STF right in the center of the ring, pulling back tight on the hold. As the sold-out crowd buzzes in anticipation at the possibility of seeing a submission Nighthawk claws frantically on the mat, trying to get some form of leverage to try and spin his way out of the hold. Slowly pushing himself up to a grounded position Chris responds by driving a series of crossface forearms right across the bridge of the nose of the former World Light Heavyweight Champion before reapplying the STF, this time adding in a full nelson in addition to the stepover toehold to add extra pressure. Trying to once again break out of the hold Nighthawk sags a little bit as if this task is too much for him to bear, eventually finally getting his hands on the bottom strand of ring rope.)
Franks: Clutch rope break there by Nighthawk, Ray.
Quadros: That man does love his rope breaks, Carl. He's lucky this isn't a Pure Wrestling match or he'd be tapping right now.
Franks: No he wouldn't.
Quadros: Yes he would.
(But as soon as a clearly worn-down Nighthawk gets back up to his feet Chris is right on top of him landing a pair of Muay Thai-style knees to the head before going for a tombstone piledriver. Raking his bootlaces across the forehead of the former World Light Heavyweight Champion Chris then ascends this time all the way up to the top rope and extends his arms as the crowd stunningly has a mixed reaction before he comes off the top rope and hits a fistdrop right between the eyes. Shaking out his right hand as the impact of the maneuver appears to have its own effect on the Ogden native Chris picks the “Wrestling Machine” up by his hair and hits a running swinging neckbreaker drop. Deciding that now is the time to try and end it Chris waits until the Chicago native gets to his feet and tries to reel him in for the flipping piledriver that he calls the Last Shot, only at the last second to get his attempt at the piledriver countered and Nighthawk to land a gigantic counter palm strike before falling backwards onto his back in the center of the ring.)
Quadros: Closed fist!
Franks: Palm strike, Ray! Get it right for once!
(As the referee starts the count on both men, neither of whom have moved all that much in the center of the ring, all of a sudden Nighthawk nips up from the mat at the count of 7 and lets out a war cry. Quickly grabbing Chris Wilkins and pulling him up to his feet the former World Light Heavyweight Champion plasters him with a superkick before climbing up to the top rope and hitting a textbook 2nd rope diving Frankensteiner, rolling through into a standing moonsault which he follows up with a Quebrada moonsault for a 2-count. Quickly pressing his advantage the Chicago native picks the left arm and hits a stepover armbar which he rolls into a jujigatame, hooking the hold in tight by crossing his right foot over his left to make sure the arm is as straight as he can possibly make it. As the “Wrestling Machine” hooks in the hold deep, screaming at Chris to tap, the crowd suddenly buzzes with anticipation at the prospect of a submission although their hopes are dashed when Chris gets the toe of his boot on the bottom rope.)
(Getting up to his feet carefully, his left arm hanging weakly at his side, Chris uses his right hand to fire a series of short jabs to the chin hoping that they provide enough incoming flak for Nighthawk to take a moment’s worth of hesitation. While a sound strategy it appears not to work all that well as the former World Light Heavyweight Champion simply slips the jabs and fires a pair of step-up enzuigiris, one to the back of the head and the other to the left shoulder. Watching as Chris wobbles, clearly dazed by the combination, Nighthawk then hits a wraparound armdrag which sends Chris back through the ropes and to the outside of the ring. Once there the former World Light Heavyweight Champion follows him out with a spectacular spaceman double corkscrew tope, a move which sends him careening into the first row of seats.)
Franks: Geez! Nighthawk just flew into the crowd!
Quadros: He says he's the peoples' wrestler. I hope they tear him apart to prove him wrong!
(Clawing his way out of the wreckage of chairs Nighthawk pulls himself back over the guardrail and onto the ring apron, Chris following him a half-step behind. Going for another palm strike the former World Light Heavyweight Champion finds it blocked and instead is caught with a stungun on the rebound, which Chris uses as the opening to hit a massive bridging German Suplex that drops Nighthawk right on the back of his head. Executing the bridge perfectly Chris screams out in agony and disappointment when the “Wrestling Machine” somehow finds a way to pull one shoulder off the mat at 2 and nine-tenths. Deciding that he’s going to try and go again for the Last Shot Chris once again pantomimes reeling the Chicago native in and signals for the flip piledriver, only this time for Nighthawk to block and roll it through into a Alligator Clutch that gets a 2-count.)
(But almost as soon as Chris gets to his feet Nighthawk lands a superkick and then goes to the ring apron as Chris slowly wobbles to his feet, hitting a slingshot corkscrew splash which he follows up with a Quebrada moonsault and then a split-legged moonsault that gets a 2-count. getting to his feet carefully the Chicago native goes up to the top rope and crosses himself seemingly going for the Shooting Star Press that he calls Last Rites. But as the former World Light Heavyweight Champion sets up for the Shooting Star Press Chris comes out of nowhere and plasters him with a top-rope pop-up falcon arrow, sending both men back to the canvas as they each try and catch their breath.)
Franks: What a move by Chris Wilkins!
(As both men somehow manage to struggle to their feet, the As both men somehow struggle to their feet, the long match having clearly taken a tremendous effect on both of them, Chris whips Nighthawk into the ropes and goes for a tilt-a-whirl piledriver. As he does it though Nighthawk counters into a satellite headscissors and tries to go for the Hangman’s Clutch. But using the momentary opening Chris finally lands the Last Shot, sending Nighthawk into a heap in the center of the ring. Using his last bit of energy Chris simply puts one arm over Nighthawk, too exhausted to even cover properly which gets the 3-count.)
Freddy Ferdinand: “The winner of the match, Chris Wilkins!”
Franks: What a victory for Chris Wilkins, Ray. London McCormack better keep this guy scouted or we could be looking at a new Light Heavyweight Champion.
Quadros: Nighthawk thought he was so great that he would have no problem getting a title shot. Wilkins proved him wrong tonight!
State of Confusion
Written by: Nathan
Chris Wilkins walks up the rampway as he makes his way towards the back. He's staring down at his feet as he walks, which makes him unable to see whom is standing in front of him. He bumps into a man and he looks up to see whom it is.
Franks: JJ Biggs?! What the hell is he doing here?
Quadros: I don't know. But why would you need a reason? "The Featured Attraction" has graced us with his presence.
The history between these two men is known quite well, but now is neither the time nor the place. They make eye contact and they stare at each other for a moment, but Chris eventually continues on and he disappears to the back. JJ smirks as he lifts a microphone up to his lips.
JJ Biggs: Nighthawk, buddy, how the hell are ya?
Nighthawk is leaning on the top rope and he's staring up at JJ Biggs.
Franks: Nighthawk looks just as confused as the rest of us.
JJ Biggs: You see, as I'm sure you remember, just a couple of weeks ago a former student of yours made his presence felt when he dropped you not once, but twice with a Piledriver. You remember, don't you?
Nighthawk quickly looks back to make sure there isn't anyone sneaking up on him. JJ chuckes to himself before continuing on.
JJ Biggs: You do remember.
Franks: Damnit, Ray! There he is! He's coming out from under the ring!
Quadros: Excellent.
JJ Biggs: That's good, because I was afraid we'd have to teach you the same lesson. Luckily, we can move on to the next one..
The man, that we all know as Vendetta now, grabs Nighthawk's arm and he turns him around. He nails him with open-hand smacks and thrusts that sends Nighthawk into the corner. Vendetta backs up a bit and then he drills Nighthawk in the mid-section with a shoulder thrust. He grabs Nighthawk and he places him on the top turnbuckle.
Vendetta climbs up and he grabs him...he takes him down with a top-rope Ace Crusher! Nighthawk is out in the center of the ring and Vendetta is standing over him with a sadistic smile on his face.
Franks: Oh, my God! What in the hell? Why does he keep doing this? Is there a reason?
Quadros: There doesn't need to be a reason for someone to beat on Nighthawk.
Ryan Shane vs. Captain Howdy
Written by: Dan
Freddy Ferdinand: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, he is from Allen Park, Michigan...."Right Now" Ryan Shane!
[The intro to "Right Now" by Van Halen begins to play throughout the arena. The entrance ramp is dimly lit as the figure of Ryan Shane makes his way out. The intro to the song then cuts to the chorus and pyro goes off as Shane makes his way to the ring slapping hands with a few of the fans. As he gets to the ring he slides in under the bottom rope and then stands and raises his hands high to the sounds of cheers]
Freddy Ferdinand: And his opponent, he is from somewhere.....Captain Howdy!
[The lights dim, as "Captain Howdy" begins to play. He walks to the ring, smiling and waving one moment, cursing and snarling at the fans the next. On the screen behind him, are scenes from several matches and brutal attacks he has participated in during his career. He brings his steel walking stick with him, and rolls under the bottom rope, standing and giving the ring attendant his jacket and walking stick with instructions to place them on the announcer's table. He goes to the far side of the ring from the entrance ramp, and waits in the corner, watching for his opponent.]
[Bell Sounds]
Franks: We are underway in a big way. Captain Howdy has just nailed the former tag-team champion.
Quadros: And top contender to the Premiere Title!
Franks: Indeed. Captain Howdy now pushes Shane into a corner and goes to work with stiff kicks. The question is, can Captain Howdy rebound after his loss to Dade Davis?
Quadros: Well that was a tough loss, but he really wants some momentum for the remainder of the Kaito Invite.
Franks: This is true. Captain Howdy now whips Shane across and lunges into him with a shoulder block. Captain Howdy drags Shane out of the corner and hits a DDT. 1...power out! Shane just threw Howdy off of him and doesn't seem to be taking too kindly to Howdy's early attack.
Quadros: Uh-oh!
Franks: Shane is up to his feet and Captain Howdy is punching away, but no affect on Shane.
Quadros: If Captain Howdy thinks he can handle Shane like he did to start this match, he is wrong.
Franks: Shane with a clothsline from hell. Now off the ropes and Shane plants his leg across Captain Howdy's throat with a devestating leg drop.
Quadros: This could get ugly if Shane gets momentum.
Franks: Shane taking Captain Howdy over to the corner and up to the second rope. Big suplex!
Quadros: But "Right Now" isn't waiting any longer as Ryan Shane pulls his opponent up and quickly puts a knee to Captain Howdy's gut. He uses his obvious speed advantage and works over Captain Howdy with numerous quick strikes. He clotheslines him hard to the canvas several times, and uses a bevy of slams and suplexes.
Franks: Ryan Shane is off to a quick start here Ray. He seems intent on picking up this critical win here tonight.
[Ryan continues to work Captain Howdy. He turns the match into a brawling match, but using his power and strength. He pummels Captain Howdy with punches and kicks. He then sets Captain Howdy up and plants his skull into the mat with a Piledriver.]
Franks: Here is another cover, 1.... 2.... Captain Howdy escapes!
Quadros: Ryan Shane is dominating!
[Ryan Shane doesn't slow down. He continues his offensive assault Howdy. He sends him into the ropes and connects with a Power Slam. Ryan Shane then picks Captain Howdy up and sets him back down with a Neckbreaker. He attempts another cover, but only gets two again. He goes right back to work tossing Captain Howdy into a corner and choking him with his boot. He then flings Captain Howdy across with an Irish whip into the opposite turnbuckle. Ryan follows in, but Captain Howdy side steps him and then rolls him up from behind after Ryan goes chest first into the corner.]
Franks: A quick roll up, 1.... 2.... NO! Ryan Shane kicks out.
Quadros: Both men are back to their feet. They exchange punches but Ryan once again gets the advantage being able to absorb Captain Howdy's blows and dishing out more punishment of his own.
Franks: Ryan Shane now takes Howdy down and drops a knee on his back.
Quadros: Ryan Shane puts Captain Howdy into a camel clutch, really pulling hard and the chin and stretching the back muscles! An old school submission move from "Right Now" Ryan Shane!
Franks: Is it just me or does it seem like Captain Howdy isn't on his "A" game here tonight. He has seemed quite sluggish and the loss from two weeks back seems to be carrying over.
Quadros: True.
Franks: The referee is checking in with Captain Howdy but he refuses to give it up, maybe there is some fight left in him after all.
[Ryan releases the hold and then sends Captain Howdy into the ropes. He goes for a big boot but Captain Howdy ducks under it and bounces off the ropes again gaining more momentum. On the way back, Ryan Shane jumps in the air for a cross body block, but Howdy catches him and sends him down with a Fall Away Slam!]
Franks: Howdy now taking control!
Quadros: That is why you should always just wait and see Franks!
[Captain Howdy stomps away on Shane and then lets him get to his feet. Shane is up, and Captain Howdy clothesline him up and over the ropes and to the outside. Captain Howdy quickly follows . He continues to work on Ryan Shane. He tosses him into the guard railing and then into the ring steps, both times with high impact and creating loud noises.]
Franks: I think Captain Howdy is out to break every bone in Shane's body.
Quadros: Captain Howdy needs to get into this match more though. He's tough now, but he was sluggish early.
[Captain Howdy plants Ryan Shane down with a DDT on the outside and then rolls him back into the ring. Captain Howdy climbs back into the ring and then brings Shane to his feet.
Franks: Will you look at that Ray, Ryan Shane is bleeding from a small gash on his forehead from being slammed into those steel ring steps. And Captain Howdy is just laughing. That sick, maniacal man.
Quadros: He has some sort of chemical imbalance. What kind of man loves to make others bleed?
Franks: Howdy still with Shane on his feet and Captain Howdy signals for the end and gets Shane in place for his finisher. But Ryan Shane reverses with a backdrop.
Quadros: Boy did he ever just save himself!
Franks: Ryan Shane just pulled a huge move out of nowhere to keep this one going. Both men are down now and the referee begins the ten count.
[Both men get to their feet at the same time and begin exchanging blows. Ryan once again comes away with the advantage and sends Captain Howdy into the ropes. Captain Howdy comes back and Ryan Shane catches him with the Southpaw Shuffle! Ryan bounces off of the ropes and drops a big elbow on Captain Howdy.]
Franks: Ryan with another cover, 1... 2.... NO! Captain Howdy is able to get a shoulder up.
[Ryan has Captain Howdy up again and he tosses him into the corner following in with a splash! Captain Howdy stumbles out to the middle of the ring and Shane kicks him in the gut, followed by a swinging neckbreaker.]
Franks: What a move. And Ryan Shane is going up top.
Quadros: This is no good...
[Ryan goes to the top rope and comes off with a Muru Splash!]
Franks: Ryan Shane with the cover. 1...2...3! What a win.
[Bell Sounds]
Freddy Ferdinand: Here is your winner, Ryan Shane!
Making the Same Request
Written by: Okori
As Nighthawk walks gignerly into the butcher’s office, holding his neck after being assaulted yet again by Vendetta, he kciks the door open again, this time leaving a boot-sized hole in the door. Clad in just his ring geart and holding an ice pack to the back of his neck the former World Light Heavyweight Champion paces back and forth, as though any little thing will send him into a rage.
Butcher: “I hope you understand that you’re paying for that door. What in the hell could you possibly want?”
Nighthawk: “Fine I'll pay for the door. And you know what I want. I want Vendetta… all to myself at Point of No Return.”
Butcher: “But I can’t. He hasn’t been signed to a contract.”
Nighthawk: “WHAT? I came in here and asked you to sign him? And now he hasn’t been and he came in here and jumped me again. I don’t care what you have to do. Sign him Butcher. Sign him. and then give him to me. Do we have an understanding?”
Butcher, sighing: “Yes.”
Nighthawk, calming down finally: “Thank you.”
And with that Nighthawk leaves, leaving a tired Butcher in his office. Not knowing what else to do Butch picks up his office phone and dials a number.
Butcher: “Legal? Can I get a contract drawn up please?”
Extreme Rules
London McCormack vs. Jason Sandman
Written by: Neil
“Stronger” by Kanye West begins to play and the crowd starts cheering loudly as PWA’s Light Heavyweight Champion makes his way out from the back. London McCormack looks as confident as ever going into his first career extreme rules match. Here comes the Commissioner’s soon to be ex-wife, Nikki Cortez, faithfully with her arms wrapped around McCormack as he poses for the crowd. Before they come down to the ring, London tells Mrs. Cortez…or make that soon to be Mrs. McCormack to go backstage so she doesn’t get hurt in this fight at all. Nikki does as she’s told and waves out to the fans before heading backstage.
Franks: It looks like Mrs. Cortez won’t be joining us tonight, Ray.
Quadros: No! Come back lady luck!
London McCormack is in the ring now showing off his Light Heavyweight gold for the cheering fans. Suddenly the lights go out in the arena as “I'm not Jesus” comes on the speakers. Spotlights shine on the entrance as a figure walks out looking down to the ground. The figure stands at the top of the ramp and starts to look up as the spotlights go out. A few seconds later a fireball shots into the air and lights come back on revealing The Angel of Death. The Angel slowly walks down to the ring just staring at the London McCormack with hate in his eyes.
Franks: Oh boy! The Angel of Death has shown up to do the Commissioner’s bidding, Ray!
Quadros: This is just messed up, Carl. London McCormack has never been in a match like this and now he’s being thrown into the fire with a man who doesn’t care about his well being?
London McCormack and the Angel stare each other down as Referee Steve Upshaw stands in the middle. Not a smart place for him to be in. Upshaw is calling for the bell and we’ll get this match underway! The two share some unkind words that involve mentions of the Commissioner and Kayleigh. Here they go with a classic lock up. Angel quickly applies a headlock by McCormack pushes him off towards the ropes. Off the ropes comes Angel and drops McCormack with a shoulder block. Spinning elbow drop by Angel does not connect as McCormack rolls out of the way. Both men up…standing drop kick by London McCormack knocks the Angel of Death into a corner! The crowd pops for the Light Heavyweight Champion!
Franks: This pace is exactly what McCormack needs to win this match.
Quadros: Too bad Angel didn’t posses a more in shape body. Fat ass Sandman will get winded.
McCormack runs in with a flying forearm but he only connects with turnbuckle as Angel steps out of the way. Around the back goes Angel and he tosses McCormack out of the corner with a release German suplex! Running follow up curb stomp by Angel before McCormack can get his bearings straight. Angel of Death applies a double hand choke as London convulses to get away. Referee Upshaw has to allow this according to the rules.
After rousing some boos and making McCormack’s face almost turn purple, Angel releases the double handed choke. He does pull London up into a belly-to-belly suplex just for good measure though. Out of the ring rolls Angel as nearby fans give him boos. He flicks them off before reaching under the ring for some weaponry. He pulls out a chair and slides it into the ring. There’s a Singapore cane as well. Oh what’s this? Angel pulls out an old zipped up duffle bag with a smile on his face.
Quadros: Is that what I think it is?
Franks: The Commissioner placed his infamous Bag of Goodies under the ring, Ray! No doubt Jason Sandman knew all about it.
Into the ring comes the Angel with The Butcher’s famous Bag of Goodies. London McCormack is starting to get to his feet…that is until the Angel blasts him with the duffle bag full of unorthodox weapons. He sets the Bag of Goodies on the top turnbuckle and unzips it to see what’s inside. Angel starts riffling around in the bag and pulls something out. The crowd pops as the Angel of Death is holding up a scraggly looking alley cat! He doesn’t know what to do with the cat so he throws it at London McCormack! McCormack catches the cat with both hands and carefully let’s the feline out of the ring before it gets hurt. The crowd pops again for London’s act of kindness.
Franks: I can see PETA coming after us now, Ray. The Angel just threw a cat at London!
Quadros: Was his name Killer?
Before McCormack can even turn his attention back to the match, Angel hits him from behind with an ax handle. Now Angel is clubbing away on the back of McCormack’s head, trying to beat him into submission. But the Light Heavyweight Champion isn’t in the mood to submit as he reaches for that steel chair and rams it into the groin of the Angel! The body of Jason Sandman doubles over, clutching his nuts. CRACK! Nasty chair shot across the back by London McCormack! CRACK! A Mickey Mantle-like swing with the chair by London connects with the side of Angel’s head! The Angel is out cold and McCormack rolls him up! Upshaw for the count! 1!…2!…THRE…KICK OUT!
Franks: No doubt London McCormack was hoping the Angel would stay down there so he can end this thing!
Quadros: Too bad the Angel just won’t die. Terminus would know all about that.
McCormack blasts Angel with the chair again before setting it on his face. London runs towards the ropes now and comes off with a rolling senton right onto the chair, crushing the head of Jason Sandman! McCormack holds his back in pain for a moment but still hooks the leg! 1!…2!…THREE…NO! KICK OUT! London McCormack walks over to the Bag of Goodies and dumps the contents out onto the floor. Many items are strewn across the ring like: a rubber ducky, a staple gun, a framed and autographed poster of Maelstrom, a can of kerosene, a coil of barbed wire, a sack of thumb tacks, some matches, and a Nintendo Wii game system.
London McCormack picks up the framed picture of Maelstrom and stalks the Angel with it. Angel uses the ropes to get to his feet and then shakes out the cobwebs. He turns around and that’s when London McCormack puts the Angel’s head through the framed poster of Maelstrom! The glass shatters about the ring as the Angel is standing up with the poster wrapped around his head! Follow up pele kick by McCormack connects with the Angel’s face! McCormack with another cover! 1!…2!…THR…KICK OUT!
Franks: The price value of that autographed Maelstrom picture just took a hit, Ray.
Quadros: It was worth about a nickel beforehand, Carl, so don’t feel too bad.
McCormack walks over and picks up the Singapore cane. He stalks Angel while the man is ripping the rest of the poster off of him. He turns around just as McCormack looks to crack him with it! NO! The Angel of Death just threw some broken glass into the eyes of London McCormack! London drops the cane and clutches his eyes! Now the Angel has the Singapore cane! SNAP! London arcs his back in pain after the stiff shot from Angel! CRACK! Another cane shot! London McCormack is trying to get away from the cane shots but Angel keeps them up! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! The crowd cringes with each shot as red lines are forming across McCormack’s back! Irish whip by the Angel! CRACK!! OH! He just snapped the rest of that Singapore cane between London McCormack’s eyes on the rebound!
Franks: McCormack should have brought some safety glasses to this one.
Quadros: The Angel would still hit him even if he had glasses, Carl.
The Angel walks over and picks up the Nintendo Wii controller. He throws it into the crowd showing that he obviously is no fan of the system. Now he takes the power cables for the system and wraps them around McCormack’s neck! Now he’s trying to choke McCormack out with the power cord as a small trickle of blood between the eyes of the Light Heavyweight Champion drips down. Angel has that cord wrapped tight as McCormack looks about ready to pass out! Now Angel starts pulling on the cord to drag McCormack around the ring like a rag doll! He doesn’t get far as the Nintendo Wii power cord rips from being stretched too far.
Franks: Thank goodness for cheap Chinese products, Ray.
Quadros: This violence is brought to you by NAFTA folks. Sure you may be unemployed but you definitely are entertained.
London is gasping for air as he extracts the power cord from around his neck. The Angel has made his way over near The Butcher’s Bag of Goodies and picks up a sack of thumb tacks. He rips open the sack and dumps the thumb tacks all over McCormack as the crowd boos. Angel pulls up McCormack by his hair and body slams him down onto the thumb tacks! The Light Heavyweight Champion arcs his back in pain as the little silver thumb tacks begin to stick into his body! The Angel of Death steps on the chest of McCormack with both feet and poses out to the crowd, making sure all of his weight digs those thumb tacks in even further! The crowd continues booing as Angel yanks McCormack up and whips him towards the ropes for a Spinebuster onto the thumb tacks…NO! London McCormack hits an implant DDT on the rebound! The Angel goes face first into the thumb tacks! OH!
Franks: Geez!
Quadros: Go London!
The crowd is completely 100% behind London McCormack as he starts to get to his feet. He wipes the small trickle of blood from his eyes and stomps on the back of Sandman’s head! The Angel huddles up and turns over, showing everybody at home he has a couple tacks in his face. McCormack picks up the staple gun and raises it into the air, drawing a massive pop from the crowd. The Angel sits up to get out of the thumb tacks and leaves himself vulnerable. McCormack comes from behind and brutally STAPLES the forehead of the Angel of Death! Angel let’s out a yell as he tries to get away but McCormack has a handful of hair! STAPLE! STAPLE! OH!
Franks: Two more staples into the head of Angel!
Quadros: That was freakin awesome, Carl! Whoohoo!
London McCormack rises to his feet and shows off the staple gun and again gets a big pop! He’s climbing to the top turnbuckle with that staple gun! Angel is up and trying to pull the staples from his head but that’s no easy task. Butcher didn’t pack a staple puller for him in the Bag of Goodies. McCormack jumps off the top turnbuckle and puts a SUPER STAPLE into the head of the Angel of Death! The staple gun slides out of the ring as Angel falls flat on his back, blood now coming out of his head! London McCormack with a cover! 1!…2!…THREE!! NO!! The Angel KICKED OUT!!
With the crowd firmly behind him, London McCormack picks up the coil of barbed wire. He raises it into the air, gaining another big cheer. He walks up from behind the Angel, ready to choke the man out with the barbed wire! NO! A nasty low blow by the Angel of Death drops McCormack to his knees! Angel lifts London up from his knees into a snap vertical suplex onto whatever thumb tacks remain. The Angel stumbles to his feet and leans against the ropes as he tries to extract the staples from his head. He looks down and picks up the barbed wire coil while McCormack is starting to use the ropes to get to his feet, thumb tacks in his back. WHIP! Ouch!
Franks: Oh man! The Angel of Death just whipped London McCormack across the back with that coil of barbed wire!
Quadros: Get out of the ring, London!
WHIP! WHIP! WHIP! London McCormack is leaned against the ropes with blood starting to run down his back side. Angel puts the barbed wire over McCormack’s face and blasts him with a follow up elbow! High angel slam by the Angel and London McCormack is looking like a beaten man. Running stomp by Angel as he’s just playing with McCormack now. The Angel grabs the barbed wire and begins wrapping it around the steel chair in an expert fashion. Here comes Commissioner Butcher out onto the entrance ramp with his neck brace on.
Franks: Look, Ray! The Commissioner is out here.
Quadros: Probably to watch a bright young man’s career get ended by his booking. He’s worse than Daz Van Dyke.
CRACK! OH! The crowd starts booing as London McCormack yells out in pain after the barbed wire chair meets his shoulder! CRACK! Another chair shot! London McCormack has seen better days as he’s run into a sick man in his first ever extreme rules match. Referee Upshaw is urging the Angel to just cover him and get it over with. Angel looks up to the Commissioner who just shakes his braced head.
Angel rolls out of the ring and pulls up the PWA banner. He’s pulling out a table and slides it into the ring! The bleeding London McCormack begins to use the ropes to get to his feet but he’s just beaten back down with another barbed wire chair shot across the back! Now the determined Angel of Death picks up the can of kerosene and starts dumping it all over the set-up table! What ever is left he pours on London McCormack! The Light Heavyweight Champion cringes in pain as the kerosene burns his wounds.
Franks: Come on, Angel! This has just gone too far!
Quadros: Angel said he was going to kill him! We just may see that!
Out comes Nikki Cortez in tears. She confronts her soon to be ex-husband Butcher and pleads with him to make Angel stop! With a disturbed smile over his face, the Angel of Death drops a lit match over the table, instantly starting a fire in the middle of the ring! There’s a mixed reaction from the crowd over this. Most boo because they like McCormack. Others cheer because they just want to see someone go through a flaming table. Nikki continues to plead her case as Angel sets McCormack up for the First Born’s Demise through the flaming table!
The Butcher: STOP!
The Commissioner yells out to Angel before he drops London McCormack through the table! Angel throws McCormack aside and starts yelling at the Commissioner. Down to the ring comes Butcher to make sure Angel doesn’t put London through that table. Angel and the Commissioner are sharing some unkind words until the bloody London McCormack gets up. He spins the unaware Angel around and kicks him in the midsection! WAVE OF THE FUTURE sling shot DDT by London McCormack! The crowd pops as the Angel of Death lands onto the barbed wire steel chair! Quick cover by McCormack as the Commissioner stands near ring side, watching! 1!…2!…THREE!!! “Stronger” by Kanye West kicks back up as this crowd pops big time for London McCormack!
Franks: He did it! London McCormack survived the Angel of Death and picks up the victory!
Quadros: Oh man the Commissioner is gonna be angry now!
The battered and bruised London McCormack slides out of the ring just as the Commissioner steps in. Referee Upshaw hands McCormack the Light Heavyweight Championship back and raises the young man’s hand in victory! Nikki Cortez quickly catches up with McCormack and the two share a moment before heading up the entrance ramp.
Commissioner Butcher is beside himself in the ring as he once again couldn’t get the best of London McCormack. The Angel of Death rises to his feet with some blood running down his head. He’s not thrilled at all over the Commissioner’s unneeded interaction. The pissed off Angel CRACKS the Commissioner in the back of the head with the barbed wire chair! London McCormack looks back with a smile over his face as the Angel is stomping on the Commissioner!
Franks: Angel just turned on the Commissioner, Ray!
Quadros: He had it coming, Carl.
Terminus comes running out from the back with a microphone just as the Angel sets the Commissioner up for the First Born’s Demise!
Terminus: ANGEL! Don’t do this! We need him to get our match!
Angel seems conflicted over what he’s going to do to the Commissioner as London McCormack and Nikki Cortez also look on with Terminus. The crowd starts chanting “Do it! Do it! Do it!” Sure enough, the Angel of Death hoists the Commissioner up onto his shoulders and PLOWS him through the flaming table with the First Born’s Demise gonso bomb! The flaming table explodes into hundreds of pieces as the neck braced Commissioner convulses on the canvass like he just shattered his spine!
Franks: What have you done, Angel?!
Quadros: Ha ha ha! Someone had to go through that table, Carl! You just don’t waste a good flaming table!
The crowd starts chanting “Holy shit!” as the Angel looks down at the carnage he just created. London McCormack looks mighty happy over what just happened while Nikki Cortez looks concerned. Terminus is left shaking his head.
Jiraiya Kaito vs. Chris Michaels
Written by: Jason
"Superstar" by Saliva hits the PA as the "HotShot" comes through the curtain. He walks slowly down the ramp with a big smile on his face. He takes the steps into the ring and mounts the second turnbuckle to give a one fist salute with his Premiere Title in his grasp. He points to the title and yells out "This is the top title right here!" but his yells are drowned out by the mixed reactions from the fans.
Carl Franks: What a match-up we have right here for you, folks! It's the Premiere Champion, Chris Michaels, versus the World Champion, Jiraiya Kaito!
Ray Quadros: It's a shame that kid's World Title isn't on the line tonight! I'd love to see Chris Michaels walk out with it!
Carl Franks: Maybe if Chris plays his cards right, he'll be the next contender to the title!
Ray Quadros: He should be now! Look at him! He's the Premiere Champ! That right there should entitle him to a shot at the World Title!
As Chris dismounts from the turnbuckles, the lights go out in the arena. A dragon roar is heard over the arena speakers as fire explodes from the stage area. Jiraiya Kaito is launched from underneath the stage and lands on one knee as the first opening riff of Acma's "Follow Your Generation" plays. Blue lights swoop throughout the arena at the same time. Upon the next riff, white lights swoop back in the opposite direction. On the third riff, blue lights swoop back in their original direction. As the song progresses, blue and white lights go into a strobe effect in tune with the music. Jiraiya Kaito looks up at the ring and stands up while the fans show their appreciation for him. He raises his World Heavyweight championship up in the air for all to see, and then begins to walk down to the ring with a look of determination on his face. Jiraiya Kaito leaps up onto the ring apron and then onto the top turnbuckle and faces the ring. He once again raises the World Title with one hand for all to see. He drapes the title over his shoulder and takes a deep breath before leaping off the top turnbuckle and lands on one knee while pounding the middle of the ring with a single fist, causing blue flames to erupt from all four ring posts. The lights return to normal as he looks up from his kneeling position. He stands upright raises the title in front of him again, only this time to show Chris Michaels as the fans show their appreciation for the World Champ.
Carl Franks: What an ovation for the World Heavyweight champion, Ray!
Ray Quadros: You say that every week, and every week I have to sit here and watch my ears bleed from the reaction of these fans! We get the fact that Jiraiya Kaito's the World Heavyweight champ! But he's no Premiere Champion!
As the referee signals for both men to retreat to their corners, Freddy Ferdinand takes it upon himself to begin the introductions for this match.
Freddy Ferdinand: The following contest is scheduled for a one-fall with a...
But before he can finish the sentence, the lights flicker and red smoke billows from the stage. Bright yellow fire then shoots up from the stage and when it clears, "Can't Be Saved" by Senses Fail hits and "The Franchise" Dade Davis walks onto the stage with a grin from ear to ear as he walks to the ring, arms outstretched. The fans let him have it by booing the hell out of him as both Jiraiya Kaito and Chris Michaels immediately divert their attention from one another to the unwelcome guest making his way down to the ringside area. Jiraiya Kaito going as far as to warn Dade Davis not to try anything funny.
Carl Franks: Oh what the hell is Dade Davis doing out here!?
Ray Quadros: He's probably out here to make sure that our World Champion doesn't cheat!
Carl Franks: As if he would, Ray! You've known Kaito for how long!?
Ray Quadros: Don't remind me!
Dade Davis pulls up a steel chair and sits down next to the commentator's booth. Ray Quadros motions for him to pick up a headset, but Dade shrugs him off. Both Jiraiya Kaito and Chris Michaels look at one another and back at Dade Davis, trying to figure out the reason for why he's out here as Freddy Ferdinand tries to announce the match again.
Freddy Ferdinand: The following contest is scheduled for a one-fall with a 20-minute time limit! Introducing first... from Roanoke, Virginia, weighing in at 225 pounds... he is the PWA Premiere Champion... "HotShot" CHRIS MICHAELS!!!
A slightly mixed reaction from the fans, leaning more toward the pop side than the heat side, as Chris Michaels flaunts his Premiere Championship at the Seiryuu, who merely stands across the ring from him with his arms folded across his chest and his World Title draped over his shoulder. Chris hands his title over to the time keeper as Freddy Ferdinand wraps up the introductions.
Freddy Ferdinand: And his opponent... from Naha, Okinawa, Japan, weighing in at 189 pounds... he is the PWA World Heavyweight Champion... the "Seiryuu"... JIRAIYA KAITO!!!
Jiraiya Kaito takes the belt off of his shoulder and mocks Chris by flaunting the title belt in the same fashion he did, triggering some laughter along with the cheers. Chris rolls his eyes as Kaito hands the belt over to the referee, who in turn hands it to the time keeper as well. After checking both Kaito and Chris for illegal objects, he signals for the bell. (DING!) Both champions circle one another before meeting in the center of the ring in a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Chris takes the early advantage by trapping Kaito in a side headlock, wrenching on Kaito's head. Kaito tries to move Chris back to the ropes and shoots him over to the far side. Chris comes back and floors the World Champ with a Shoulder Tackle. Chris runs the ropes, hops over Kaito as he tries to dodge him, comes back, ducks under Kaito as he leaps over him, comes back and sees Kaito trying to go for a Back Body Toss and kicks him in the chest to make him stand upright. Chris backs up into the ropes and charges in on Kaito, but Kaito takes him down with a Drop Toe Hold. Now Kaito runs the ropes, comes back and goes for a Basement Dropkick to Chris' head, but Chris dodges the bullet. Chris goes for a Dropkick of his own, but Kaito moves out of the way. Both champions bring themselves up to a knee facing one another as the crowd shows their support for that moment of athleticism.
Carl Franks: What a way to start off the match! Both champions proving to one another why they are the champs!
Ray Quadros: Big deal! Chris has already proven himself! Kaito only wishes he could prove his worth!
Once both champions are back up to their feet, they circle one another again before meeting in the middle of the ring in a collar-and-elbow tie-up. This time, Kaito takes the initiative and locks Chris in the side headlock. Kaito then brings Chris down with a snapmare, but keeps the headlock sinched in. Chris fights his way back up to his feet and elbows the World Champ in the ribs while backing him up into the ropes. Chris shoots Kaito off to the far side. Kaito comes back, ducks a Clothesline attempt, bounces off the ropes and tries to take Chris down with a Shoulder Tackle of his own, but to no avail. Kaito runs the ropes again and tries his luck one more time, but Chris still won't go down. Kaito drills him in the side of the head with a Forearm Smash. Chris answers back with one of his own. Kaito with another. Chris with another. Kaito with a third. Chris with a third. Kaito with a fourth, fifth, and sixth that momentarily dazes the Premiere Champ. Kaito runs the ropes and takes Chris down with the Spiral Clothesline. He goes for the cover, but only gets a 1 before Chris kicks out.
Carl Franks: Seems like Kaito found what works against a guy like Chris Michaels!
Ray Quadros: Well the kid only weighs a buck 85. Trying to take down a guy like Chris Michaels with something like a Shoulder Tackle just won't work! But then again, that's our World Champion for you! Gotta learn things the hard way!
Kaito sits Chris up in the middle of the ring and blasts him across the back with a Stiff Kick. He then connects with another Stiff Kick, this one aimed at Chris' chest. Kaito goes for a Standing Moonsault, but Chris gets the knees up in his chest, causing the World Champ to gasp for air. Chris makes his way back up to his feet and rocks the World Champ against the ropes with an Uppercut. Chris shoots Kaito over to the far side. Kaito comes back, only to be the victim of a high-speed Scoop Slam from Chris. Chris stands by Kaito's head and executes a Leg Drop across his throat. He goes for the cover, but gets a 1 as well before Kaito kicks out. Chris picks Kaito up and sends him into the corner. Chris walks over to him and delivers a Knife-Edge Chop across the Seiryuu's chest.
fans: WOOOOOOOOO!!!
Kaito shrugs it off and tells Chris to do it again. Chris shrugs his shoulders and gives Kaito another Knife-Edge Chop.
fans: WOOOOOOOOO!!!
Kaito demands that Chris does it again, and of course Chris doesn't hesitate to give him another one.
fans: WOOOOOOOOO!!!
Kaito screams in anger, grabs Chris by his head and pulls him into the corner. He then proceeds to show Chris how it's done by lighting up his chest with a Knife-Edge Chop of his own.
fans: WOOOOOOOOO!!!
And another!
fans: WOOOOOOOOO!!!
And another!
fans: WOOOOOOOOO!!!
Now the chopping has become so rapid that the fans can no longer keep up with the "WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" chants as Kaito turns Chris' chest beet red with 100 Chops! Chris clutches his chest in pain as Kaito runs the side of his right hand down the palm of his left hand, as if he's sharpening the edge of his hand like a knife. He yells out in anger again and gives Chris one final Knife-Edge Chop.
fans: WOOOOOOOOO!!!
Carl Franks: My god! Chris' chest must be saying "No more! Please! Make it stop!"
Ray Quadros: Exactly how many chops was that!? I couldn't keep track!
Carl Franks: I don't know, but Chris' chest says it all! It is as red as it can get!
Ray Quadros: Damn! Remind me never to talk bad about Kaito ever again!
Kaito dumps Chris to the middle of the ring and goes for the cover... 1... 2... KICKOUT! Kaito back up to his feet and exeutes a Double Stomp to Chris' chest, furthering the pain and torture he unleashed on it a few seconds ago. Chris doubles over in pain as Kaito turns back around. He grabs Chris by the waist from behind and lifts him up off the mat in a German Suplex attempt, but Chris blocks him from pulling it off. Kaito tries again, but Chris blocks once again. Chris switches positions with the Seiryuu and now tries to lift him up with the German Suplex, but Kaito refuses to go. Chris clubs the World Champ repeatedly across the back. He pulls off the German Suplex this time... or so he thinks as Kaito flips over and lands on his feet. He grabs Chris and charges him into the ropes to use them as leverage for a roll-up, but Chris grabs onto the ropes and causes Kaito to roll backward by himself. Kaito makes his way back up to his feet, but not before Chris dives over him and attempts to Sunset Flip him over. Kaito struggles to stay upright a bit... before reaching down and... SLAP!!! Now Chris' face is red to match his chest.
Carl Franks: Chris almost had him, but Kaito made him pay for it!
Ray Quadros: Isn't slapping for women!?
Chants of "YOU GOT BITCHSLAPPED!!! *clap, clap, clap-clap-clap*" echo throughout the arena as Chris gets back up to his feet. He holds his face and looks at Kaito as if he's about to kill him for that slap. Kaito makes it up to him by pointing to the side of his face and telling Chris to slap him back. Chris looks at Dade Davis to see what he thinks. Dade only replies with a simple nod, so Chris turns back to Kaito and SLAP!!! Kaito nods his approval, only to slap Chris' face again.
Freddy Ferdinand: 5 minutes have elapsed!
Chris retaliates with another slap to Kaito's face. Kaito with a Forearm Smash. Chris with a Forearm Smash of his own. Another Forearm Smash from Kaito. Another Forearm Smash from Chris. Kaito. Chris. Kaito. Chris. Overhand Chop from Kaito to Chris' chest, causing Chris to seethe in pain. Chris unleashes an Overhand Chop of his own. Now they begin trading back and forth on Overhand Chops. Kaito. Chris. Kaito. Chris. Kaito. Chris. Kaito with a Spinning Back Kick to Chris' midsection, doubling him over. Kaito whips Chris to the far side... no... reversal by Chris and it's Kaito going into the ropes. However, Kaito clings onto the top and middle ropes like a spider on a web.
Carl Franks: What the!?
Ray Quadros: Oh great! Not only is he our World Champion, but he also thinks he's Spiderman!
Chris charges in, which triggers Kaito to pull down the top rope and cause Chris to spill out of the ring to the outside area... just mere feet away from Dade Davis. Kaito grabs the top rope, slingshots himself to the outside, lands on Chris' shoulders and attempts to execute the Slingshot Hurricanrana... but Chris counters with a vicious Powerbomb on the arena floor! (1!) Kaito immediately clutches his back in pain as Chris shakes off the effects of the spill he took. (2!) He picks Kaito up and rams him into the barricade back-first. (3!) He then proceeds to ram his shoulder into Kaito's midsection repeatedly. (4!) Chris then rolls Kaito back into the ring and climbs up onto the ring apron. He grabs hold of the top rope and executes a Slingshot Elbow Drop onto Kaito's chest. He goes for the cover... 1... 2... 2.5! KICKOUT by Kaito!
Carl Franks: And Chris is in complete control now! Kaito's taking a lot of punishment to his back and chest!
Ray Quadros: Again... all the more reason why Chris Michaels is THE champion!
Kaito tries to use the ropes to pull himself back up to his feet, but Chris knocks him back down with a clubbing Forearm Shot across his back. He then pulls Kaito up to his feet and sends him into the far corner. Kaito collides hard back-first into the turnbuckles and hits the mat with a thud. Chris drags Kaito by his arms away from the corner and out to the middle of the ring. He then stomps at Kaito's lower back, causing the World Champ to seethe in pain from the onslaught. Chris then walks over to a corner, but not before stepping up onto Kaito's lower back and back down onto the mat rather than stepping over him, drawing a mixed reaction from the fans. Chris climbs up onto the top turnbuckle and points to Kaito's lower back. He leaps off and goes for a Flying Elbow Drop... but Kaito moves out of the way and Chris hits nothing but the canvas!
Carl Franks: Kaito just got out of dodge! Chris' elbow could be seriously hurt!
Ray Quadros: Oh big deal! Chris will shake it off and come back! Just you wait and see!
Kaito makes his way back up to his feet, as does Chris. Kaito closes in on the Premiere Champ... and blasts him across the chest with a Stiff Kick, followed by another Stiff Kick, and another Stiff Kick! Kaito whips Chris to the far side ropes, and runs the ropes himself. Chris comes back, and Kaito floors him with a Flying High Kick! Kaito is slow to go for the pin... 1... 2... KICKOUT! Kaito picks Chris up and sets him up for a Suplex, but Chris blocks. Kaito tries again, but Chris blocks again. Chris lifts Kaito up and over, but Kaito counters out and lands on his feet behind him. Kaito grabs Chris by the waist and tries for a German Suplex, but Chris tries to fight his way out of it. Kaito clubs Chris across the back a few times and tries for the German again, but Chris won't go... that is... until Kaito uses all of his might to power Chris up and over with a Deadlift German Suplex! Bridging cover... 1... 2... 2.5! KICKOUT by Chris!
Freddy Ferdinand: 10 minutes have elapsed! 10 minutes remain!
Carl Franks: Halfway through, and Kaito is in control!
Ray Quadros: For now, Carl! Chris is just letting the kid have his moment before he crushes him!
Chris rolls to the outside to recover as Kaito gets back up to his feet. Chris gets an attitude and starts heading up the entrance ramp as if he’s had enough of this match. The referee begins counting him down. (1!) Kaito stands in the ring, wondering why Chris is leaving the match. (2!) He looks at Dade Davis as if he knows the reason why, but all Dade can do is shrug his shoulders. (3!) Chris stops about halfway up the ramp and examines his beet red chest. (4!) Kaito turns his attention back to Chris and waits for him to get back in the ring. (5!) Chris becomes enraged at the sight of his chest and finally turns around. (6!) He curses at Kaito as he heads back to the ring. The referee leans through the middle of the ropes while counting him down even further. (7!) Kaito sees an opportunity and takes it... by leaping off of the referee’s back and executing the Soraiga Kikku on Chris while he’s outside the ring!
Fans: HO-LY SHIT!!! HO-LY SHIT!!! HO-LY SHIT!!!
Carl Franks: OH MY GOD!!! Kaito just risked his life with the Soraiga Kikku!!!
Ray Quadros: So he’s dead now!?!?!? About time!!!
Carl Franks: That’s not funny, Ray!!!
Ray Quadros: Sheesh! I was just kidding, Carl! Lighten up, will ya!? You should know my brand of humor by now!
Both Kaito and Chris are down on the arena floor, neither one moving an inch as the referee begins the countdown again. (1!) The fans begin a “THAT WAS AWESOME!!! *clap, clap, clap-clap-clap*” chant. Kaito and Chris still have yet to move. (2!) Dade Davis is beginning to show some concern as he stands up to see what’s going on. (3!) Kaito is the first to move as he rolls over and holds his back in pain. (4!) He reaches up for the ring apron to pull himself up off the floor. Chris begins to stir. (5!) Kaito manages to pull himself up as Chris begins to wonder what the hell just happened. Dade Davis, now realizing that they’re both alive, sits back down in his chair. (6!) Kaito stumbles over to Chris and picks him up. He rolls him back into the ring. (7!) Kaito climbs up onto the ring apron and through the ropes, stopping the referee’s count much to the fans’ delight as they applaud both individuals for making it back into the ring.
Carl Franks: The fans are showing their support for both Kaito and Chris Michaels! After that high-risk maneuver, there was no telling if either of them were still conscious!
Ray Quadros: Well they are! Unfortunately, both of them are! I only wish Chris was the still-conscious one, though!
Kaito goes for the cover... 1... 2... 2.75! KICKOUT by Chris! Kaito gets back up to his feet and pulls Chris up off the mat. He walks him over to a nearby corner and bashes his head on the top turnbuckle. Kaito sits Chris up on the top turnbuckle and climbs up to the middle turnbuckle. He sets Chris up for a Superplex attempt, but Chris grabs onto the top rope. Kaito tries again, but Chris keeps his grip on the top rope. Chris begins punching away at Kaito’s ribs trying to get him to release him. One big Headbutt later, and Kaito falls back into the ring. Kaito tries to make his way back up to his feet... Moonsault by Chris Michaels! Cover...
Fans: One.............. Two................. THREE!!!
NO NO NO!!! Kaito kicked out!!! Chris begins arguing with the referee over whether or not it was a three-count!
Freddy Ferdinand: 15 minutes have elapsed! 5 minutes remain!
Carl Franks: With just 5 minutes left in this match, things are really beginning to heat up!
Ray Quadros: And my boy, Chris Michaels, is in control! I love it!
Chris signals for the end of the match. He pulls Kaito up off the mat... WHY ME... NO! Kaito blocks it! He elbows Chris on the side of the head. Irish Whip into the corner by Kaito... no... reversal and it’s Kaito going into the corner. Or so we think as he stops himself before the collision and leaps over a charging Chris Michaels, making him hit the turnbuckles instead. Or so we think again as Chris puts on the brakes. He charges back at Kaito again... K.O. Kikku!!! Chris falls to the mat in a slump! Kaito dusts off his kickpad as the fans are fully behind him!
Carl Franks: Oh man! Chris Michaels may be out cold!
Ray Quadros: No he’s not! He’s playing possum!
Kaito walks over to the prone body of Chris Michaels and puts a foot on his chest for the cover... 1....................... 2.......................... 2.99999999999999999999!!! Chris is still alive!!! Kaito can’t believe it!!! He begins lightly kicking away at Chris’ head, trying to wake him up and get him back up to his feet. Chris becomes enraged while Kaito continues the light kicking. Now that he’s back up to his feet, they begin trading Forearm Smashes again. Chris. Kaito. Chris. Kaito. Chris. Kaito. Chris with three rapid-fire Forearm Smashes, followed up by a Superkick! Kaito goes down hard! Chris signals for the end again as he climbs up to the top turnbuckle.
Carl Franks: Chris is going up top again!
Ray Quadros: He’s going for the kill!
Chris gloats while up on the top turnbuckle, drawing a mixed reaction from the fans that leans slightly toward the booing side. Chris focuses back on Kaito, who is still down for the count. He runs his thumb across his throat and leaps off the turnbuckle... Kaito nips back up to his feet... Flash Kick by Kaito as Chris is coming down! Kaito drags Chris’ body closer to the corner and climbs up to the top turnbuckle himself. The fans know what’s about to happen as Kaito bows to them. Kaito leaps off... RYUBAKUDAN!!! Kaito holds his back in pain as he goes for the cover!
Fans: ONE........................ TWO............................. THREE!!!
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!!! CHRIS KICKED OUT!!! Kaito is in complete disbelief!!!
Carl Franks: Chris kicked out of Ryubakudan!!! That’s a move that Kaito has finished many people off with, but somehow Chris kicked out!!! I can’t believe it!!!
Ray Quadros: Believe it, Carl!!! Chris is going to fall to some mere flashy high-flying move!!!
Freddy Ferdinand: 2 minutes remain in this contest! 2 minutes remaining!
The fans get behind the Seiryuu once again as Kaito pulls Chris up off the mat. He sets him up... Fisherman Brainbuster! Cover... 1................................... 2........................................ 2.999999999999999999999999999999999999!!! Chris kicked out!!! Kaito is beside himself!!! Chris is trying to make his way back up to his feet as Kaito asks the ref if that was a 3-count. Kaito turns around... Atomic Drop by Chris. Chris goes into position... WHY ME!!! Chris hits the Front Russian Leg Sweep!!!
Freddy Ferdinand: 1 minute left in this contest!!!
Chris goes for the cover... 1................................. 2............................................ THREE!!! NO!!! NO!!! NO!!! KAITO KICKS OUT!!! The fans are eating this up as Chris is arguing with the referee again!!!
Carl Franks: Chris needs to stop arguing with the referee and finish the match!!! He has less than a minute remaining!!!
Ray Quadros: Damn it Chris!!! Focus!!!
Dade Davis signals to Chris that time’s running out by pointing to his watch! Chris turns back to face Kaito... TODOME DA!!! Kaito pulls off Todome Da!!! But he’s slow to go for the cover!!! The fans try to rally behind him as he slowly makes his way over to Chris!!! Cover finally!
Fans: ONE..................................... TWO........................................ THREE!!!
IT’S NOT THREE!!! IT’S NOT THREE!!! CHRIS GOT A FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!!!
Freddy Ferdinand: 30 seconds remaining!!!
Kaito pulls Chris up off the mat! He sets him up for Todome Da again, but Chris blocks him! Kaito tries again, but Chris blocks once again! Chris picks Kaito up... Powerbomb! No! Kaito begins punching away at Chris’ head! Kaito rolls off of Chris’ shoulders and kicks him in the gut!
Freddy Ferdinand: 10 seconds!!!
He sets him up again... Chris is trying to fight it... Kaito deadlifts him up off the mat... TODOME DA!!!
Freddy Ferdinand: 5 seconds!!!
(4!) Kaito holds his back in pain again as he goes for the cover!!! (3!) The fans are divided in the count as some are counting down the seconds while the other are counting along with the pin!!!
Fans: (2!) ONE.................................. (1!) TWO...................................
(DING! DING! DING!) THREE!!!
Kaito celebrates his victory while the fans cheer! But the referee tells him that he didn’t win! Kaito is in complete shock as the fans begin booing the referee!
Freddy Ferdinand: Ladies and gentlemen... the referee has informed me that neither Jiraiya Kaito nor Chris Michaels were able to score a pinfall or submission over the other in the time limit, so this contest is... A DRAW!!!
The booing becomes even louder as Kaito argues with the referee that he had the three count before the bell rang! Chris is beginning to recover from the effects of the Todome Da and sees that Kaito disgusted with the result of the match!
Fans, chanting: LET IT COUNT!!! LET IT COUNT!!! LET IT COUNT!!!
Carl Franks: So close!!! Kaito almost had him!!! But ttime expired before the referee counted three!!!
Ray Quadros: Thank god!!! I would’ve hated myself if Kaito beat the Premiere Champ!!!
Kaito looks at Chris, who is trying to get back up to his feet. Kaito is in complete disbelief as he can’t seem to come to grips with not being able to put Chris away in the allotted time. Chris begins to exit the ring, but Kaito stops him. He turns Chris around and they both engage in a staredown.
Carl Franks: Uh-oh!!! This match might not be over with yet!!!
Ray Quadros: Yes it is!!! Kaito’s just in denial!!! One of the seven stages of death, which is fitting considering that he keeps putting his life on the line!!!
The fans begin chanting “ENCORE!!! ENCORE!!! ENCORE!!!” as Kaito reluctantly accepts the decision of the referee. He extends his hand out to Chris, who looks at it in confusion. Kaito points to himself, then to Chris, then to all of the fans who are still chanting. Chris nods his head and shakes hands with the World Champ, prompting the fans to applaud. Kaito raises Chris’ hand in the air, drawing even more cheers from the fans. Kaito tries to ext the ring, but now Chris stops him. He turns Kaito back around, and bows to him. Kaito can’t believe what he is witnessing, but accepts it and bows back in return, drawing even more cheers from the fans. Even from Dade Davis, who stands up from his chair and claps, albeit sarcastically.
Carl Franks: What an ovation for these two!!! They pulled out all the stops here tonight!!! Unfortunately, neither one of them got the victory over the other, but you couldn’t tell!!!
Ray Quadros: I gotta admit!!! That kid managed to last 20 minutes against Chris Michaels!!! I’ll give him that, but that’s all I’ll give him!!!
Carl Franks: We only have one more match left in tonight’s broadcast!!! It’s Terminus versus Valentine Lionheart!!! Can it compare to this match!? We’ll find out... next!!!
Kaito exits the ring and heads to the backstage area with his World Heavyweight championship. Chris follows suit with his Premiere Championship. And Dade Davis follows right behind Chris as the scene ends.
Main Event
Terminus vs. Valentine Lionheart
Written by: Andrew
Franks: What a main event we have in store for you this evening. Valentine Lionheart and Terminus were considered to be the architects of Project Catastrophe, but it seems as though the friendship that they had has imploded in much the same fashion that the group did during Violation 23!
Quadros: Yeah...and it's a shame, too! Had Terminus done the right thing, and stuck by his friend, then who knows what great things the Project could have accomplished!
Franks: So...you're saying that Valentine had nothing to do with the demise of the Project!? You're actually suggesting that Terminus is to blame!?
Quadros: Hey, I know a lot of other people that feel that way!
Franks: Like whom...?
Quadros: Like...like...Valentine! And he's the only person that matters!
( The lights dim in the arena as the Violation-Tron blacks out then the words "The Omega Messiah" appear on the screen, followed by footage of Valentine in the ring, then the lights begin to flash in strobe as "Beyond The North Waves" By Immortal starts to blare out over the expensive sound system, as the lights flash around the arena Valentine steps out in from the entrence ramp in his black tights, boots, gloves and leather sleeveless robe, he looks directly at the ring and then takes a swig of the bottle of water in his left hand, he walks down to the ring and stops looking at the crowd at the bottom of the ramp before climbing the steps and walking along the apron he stops staring down the crowd, he tosses the bottle of water into he crowd laughing and then steps inside the ring and awaits the arrival of his next victim. )
Franks: Valentine doesn't seem to be the least bit fazed by having to wrestle in his opponent's hometown, or by the hate-filled reaction of his fans!
Quadros: Well, he's more concerned with the task of making Terminus realize that his useless carcass was carried during the time they spent as the members of The Brotherhood, and as part of the Project! You can only carry someone for so long before you have to put them down, and tonight, Terminus gets put down...for good!
(The arena dims to near total darkness, and a massive cheer begins to well up among the ten thousand in attendance. The cheer grows louder and louder as "Stigmata" begins to play over the sound system, while strobe lights flicker in time to the first set of drum beats, and the volume reaches ear-shattering levels when Terminus appears at the top of the entrance ramp, with Natalie Snow hanging off of him. Wrapped in the flag of Nova Scotia, Natalie breaks out into a wide grin as she steps forward, and exhorts the crowd to make even more noise, and even Terminus grins through his mask as he stands there, soaking in the atmosphere.)
Franks: My GOD! The walls of this arena are literally shaking upon their foundations as a result of this crowd's cheering!
Quadros: Are you certain that they're not shaking due to shoddy contstruction? It IS Nova Scotia, after all, and it's a well-documented fact that the alphabet that's taught here progresses as follows...ABC...THC...B-I-N-G-O!
( The couple then make their way to the ring, as a HUGE "Welcome Home!" chant erupts from the crowd; Terminus slides under the bottom rope while Natalie hops onto the ring apron, and the two stare for a moment at the crowd before the masked man whispers something into his lover's ear that causes her smile to widen even further. Terminus then earns a huge pop by giving his famous throat-slash taunt, while Natalie makes her way to the corner, mouthing the word "Wow" over and over as she watches her lover crouch in the corner, and chuckle slightly as he continues to bask in this crowd's adulation. )
Franks: I still can't belive the reception that this Halfax crowd has given to its favorite son, and neither can Terminus and Natalie!
Quadros: Sidney Crosby!? He's here!? Awesome! That means I can get an autograph from a player who will spend his entire career almost winning a Stanley Cup!
( Sneering in the direction of his former stable mate, Lionheart strides to ring center, and proclaims as loud as he can that Terminus will be made to pay for his weakness, and for betraying the cause of Project Catstrophe. Terminus simply shakes his head in disgust as he glares at Lionheart, but an infuriated Natalie climbs onto the ring apron, and, despite the urging of her lover to remain calm, begins to verbally lambast the Omega Messiah for misrepresenting himself to Terminus and the other members of RTO. Lionheart stares blankly at Miss Snow for a moment, and then, before Terminus or referee Andy Sheppard can react, proceeds to charge forward into a running shoulder block that sends Natalie flying off the ring apron and into the guard-rail at ringside! )
* MASSIVE HEEL POP! *
( Valentine breaks out into a nasty, amused grin as he regards Natalie lying face down on the floor. However, the expression on Valentine's face quickly changes to look of shock, and pain when an infuriated New Age Punisher nails him with a running forearm to the face as he turns to face him! Valentine staggers backward, and the masked man continues to press his advantage as Upshaw signals for the opening bell. A second forearm crashes home, and then a third sends Valentine reeling back into the ropes. The New Age Punisher then tries to whip his larger opponent into the other set of strands, but Valentine reverses it, and then charges forward into an attempted yakuza kick as his opponent bounces toward him. However, Terminus has the presence of mind to roll under this attack, and then springs off the other set of ropes and leaps into a Flying Leg Lariat that catches Lionheart square in the face as the latter turns round to face him! )
Franks: What a move by Terminus to gain the initial advantage in this match!
Quadros: Well, he better stay on Valentine if he wants to keep the advantage! Knowing him, though, he's probably more concerned with how Natalie is doing out there!
(Rather than go for a cover, the masked man elects instead to head out to ringside to check on the condition of his fiance. Natalie still looks to be woozy as her lover helps her back to her feet, but assures him that she'll be all right, and that her condition is good enough to remain at ring side. Satisfied with the answer she gave, Terminus turns his attention back to the ring...just in time to see Lionheart flying through the ropes toward him as the latter connects with a crushing Spear! Valentine quickly assumes the mount upon his stricken opponent, and proceeds to deliver a series of hard mounted punches to the head; he then levels a baleful glare toward Natalie to back her off, and then picks Terminus up by his long black hair, picks him up into a bearhug, and then proceeds to charge forward and drive his opponent back-first into the ring apron. Lionheart then bounces the masked man's head off the apron, and rolls him back into the ring, before sliding in under the bottom rope as an evil grin forms across his face. )
Valentine, staring out into the crowd: Ha! Now, it is time for my brother to understand what punishment TRULY entails!
(Valentine stands over his stricken rival for a moment, and then leans down as SLAPS him hard across the face! As the crowd lets out an UNHOLY heel pop, Lionheart then pulls his opponent roughly to his feet, and drives a hard knee to the gut that doubles him over. Cinching in a tiught mauy-thai clinch, Lionheart deleivers a series of rising knee strikes to the chest and head of his rival, before lifting his opponent up, and driving him down across his knee with a Chokeslam Backbreaker! The Omega Messiah then dismissively shoves his opponent to the mat, before placing a single hand across his chest for the cover: 1....TW-...Kick Out! Not looking terribly displeased, Lionheart simply pulls his opponent up by the arm, and doubles him over with yet another knee before applying a standing headscissors; Lionheart then lifts his opponent upside down, and lets him hang there for a few moments before driving him head-first into the mat with a thunderous pilediver! Lionheart then drops a knee across his opponent's chest, and flexes his biceps as he applies yet another arrogant cover: 1...2...Kick Out! )
Franks: Lionheart has been in complete control of the match, thus far...but one has to wonder if his penchant for making lacksadaisical covers will eventually cost him!
Quadros: Well, in order to make certain that happens, Terminus is going to have to mount an offense, and he's been unable to do so at any point in the match thus far!
( Lionheart seems unconcerned, and in fact appears to welcome the chance to inflict more pain upon his former stable mate. To that end, proceeds to apply his famous Mandarin Clutch upon his opponent, and smirks as he watches Terminus flail helplessly in the submission hold. As the crowd breaks out into a "Please Don't Tap" chant, and Natalie screams support from ring side, Upshaw asks Terminus if he wants to quit. The New Age Punisher simply shakes his head in response, and continues to do so even as Valentine continues to apply more pressure to the hold. After a few moments, Lionheart realizes that he's not going to draw the submission in this manner, so, instead, he simply pulls his opponent up into a full nelson, and falls backward into a Dragon Suplex that causes Terminus to fold in half upon impact. After giving Natalie a condescending smile, Lionheart then casually saunters to where Terminus lies, and then shouts "This was FAR too easy, brother!", as he sets the Halifax native up for his vaunted Pedrigree finisher! )
Quadros: HERE IT COMES! HERE COMES THE LION'S MANE! THIS MATCH IS OVER!
Franks: NO! TERMINUS COUNTERS!
(Indeed, just as Lionheart is about to reverse, Terminus shifts positions so that the two are back to back, and spikes Lionheart down head-first with a Backslide Driver! Lionheart instinctively rises to his knees, but eyes appear glassy; the masked man stares coldly at him for a moment before he sprints forward, and clocks him in the temple with a shining wizard! The former PWA World Champion watches as Lionheart collapses onto his face, and then quickly rolls him over and applies the lateral press for his first attempted pin fall of the match: 1...2...TH-NO! Kick Out! Not wasting a moment, Terminus hauls Valentine back up by the arm, twists it into an armwringer, and unleashes a series of nasty shoot kicks to the ribs that leave him doubled over in pain. The New Age Punisher then races off the ropes, leaps into the air, and flips forward into a Somersault Axe Kick that catches Lionheart across the back of the neck! Terminus once again shoots the half nelson, and rolls Lionheart onto his back for another cover: 1.....2....THRENO! Shoulder Up! )
Franks: That innovative move by Terminus nearly won him the match, just then! The New Age Punisher seems to have found his groove, and is using his superior speed and athleticism to nullify Lionheart's edge in power!
(Undaunted, Terminus simply smiles in Natalie's direction, and nods as he waits for Valentine to rise; as soon as that happens he leaps up, and catches the Omega Messiah in the face with a perfect Standing Dropkick that connects with such force that it causes Lionheart to hurtle backward to the ropes to the arena floor. The New Age Punisher gets to his feet, but seems to be limping rather badly as he appears to have injured his knee with that last move; in fact, the masked man sits back down, and clutches his knee. Upshaw notices this, and makes his way toward the masked man to check on his condition and to see if he can continue. While this is happening, the lovely Miss Snow has hopped onto the ring apron so that she's standing above the probe form of Valentine; she then springboards off the middle rope into an Asai Moonsault Double Foot Stomp that drives the point of her stilletto heeled boots into the back of Lionheart's head!!!)
Crowd: Ho-ly Shit! Ho-ly Shit! Ho-ly Shit!
( Terminus breaks out into a wide grin as he nods in acknowledgement of Natalie's extraordinary move, and loving gaze as she makes her way back to his corner, and then slowly gets back to his feet as he assures Upshaw that he feels much better, thank you, and then proceeds to prove this point by racing forward, and propelling himself into a Slingshot Somersault Legdrop to the outside that connects flush onto the stricken form of his opponent! As the crowd goes ballistic, and Natalie lets out a jouyous cry, the New Age Punisher takes a moment to collect himself, and then proceeds to roll Valentine back into the ring before hopping back onto the ring apron. The masked man watches as his opponent wobbles back to his feet, and then slingshots into an attempted Dragonrana! NO! Valentine catches his opponent in mid-air, and then proceeds to drive him down hard onto his back with a brutal Standing Powerbomb! )
Quadros: Well, you knew that sooner or later, Valentine would make Terminus pay for using all of those high risk moves! And, judging by the look in his eyes, he wants to make his former friend pay with his LIFE!
( Valentine takes a deep breath, and then lets out a lound, primal roar as he wraps his hands around the throat of Terminus, lifts him high into the air, and then spikes him down with his patented DARK DROP! Cover:1.............2.............NO! Shoulder Up at 2.999999999!!!!! Lionheart lets out another wild roar as he once again wraps his hands around the neck of his opponent, and blantantly strangles him as he lies on the mat. Natalie leaps onto the apron, and urges the official to disqualify Lionheart for using these tactics; Lionheart glares at the former TNW reporter, and the proceeds to charge at her once again. This time, Natalie drops down and is able to avoid Valentine's clutches; Valentine watches her back away with an evil grin on his face, and then exits the ring, and slowly begins to walk toward her with a malevolent gleam in his eye. )
Franks: Oh no! Valentine has know focused his attention upon Natalie, and that can only mean bad things for the lovely Miss Snow!
Quadros: How do you know that she won't enjoy his attentions, Carl?
Fraks: TELL me you didn't just say that, Ray!
Quadros: I didn't just say that...evev if I did.
( Miss Snow's face turns a ghostly shade of white as she begins to back away from the rapidly advancing Valentine; Lionheart quickly cuts off her avenue of escape, and then breaks out into a murderous grin as he
reaches out, and grabs her by the hair. Natalie squeals in fright, but shows her resolve by winding up and trying to slap the taste out of Lionheart's mouth. Valentine simply catches this blow and that grin grows even wider as he then proceeds to lift her up into a miliatry press, and then casually tosses her eight rows deep into the crowd! )
Quadros: DAMN!!! Nice knowing you Natalie!
Franks: Wait! I can't believe what I'm seeing! The crowd caught Natalie! The caught her, and now they're bodysurfing her back to ringside!
(Valentine watches this scene with a look of profound anger and disgust, and then stands by the guard rail, shouting " None of you fuckers will be able to save her the next time I get my hands on her! " Lionheart continues to focus his attention on the sight of the crowd as they guid a very bemused Natalie back toward the ring, and fails to notice that Terminus is now perched on the top rope behind him, and is staring down at his opponent through narrow, ice-cold eyes. The New Age Punisher breaks his opponent's reverie by sailing off the top rope into the Moonsault DDT, causing Lionheart's head to bounce in sickening fashion off the arena floor!)
Franks: The Beginning of the End!!!
Quadros: I hate to say it, but that could be the beginning of the end, given the way Val's head bounced off the floor, and that look in his opponent's eye!
(Terminus glares down at his rival for a moment, and then proceeds to take the Nova Scotia flag that was dropped when Natalie took her involuntary flight into the crowd, and proceeds to wrap it around his opponent's throat, and spends a few seconds returning the favor for being choked earlier before finally rolling Lionheart back into the ring. Terminus hops on the ring apron and, as a vicious grin flickers through his mask waits for Valentine to get to his feet. Once he does The “New Age Punisher” absolutely obliterates Valentine with a springboard dropkick to the face, following it up with an insulting bootscrape to the forehead and then a curb stomp for emphasis. Running his thumb across his throat Terminus gets in the mount position on Valentine and blisters him with forearm smashes to the head and face, eventually placing his knees on the shoulders of Valentine and firing a series of unprotected right hands into his opponent's face! )
Terminus: THAT was what you just tried to do to Natalie...and THIS is to ensure that you are in NO position to do anything similar to anyone else!
(Staring back in revulsion at Valentine Terminus goes up to the top rope and hits a double stomp that sucks the air out of Valentine’s lungs, and draws an appreciative shout of joy from the sold-out crowd in Halifax. As the “New Age Punisher” instructs security to take Natalie to the back, concerned that Valentine will continue to abuse her at every opportunity, he turns around and gets poked in the eye by Valentine. Smirking and using that opening Valentine presses Terminus over his head and tries to go for the Valentine’s Day Massacre only to see Terminus counter out with a flying crucifix driver that once again causes Lionheart's head to spike hard into the mat. )
*AWESOME COUNTER OUT OF NOWHERE FACE POP! *
(The New Age Punisher's eyes take on a predatory glint as he watches Lionheart struggle to his knees, and then charges forward into a booming soccer style kick that catches his rival flush in the head! Once again, Terminus runs his thumb across his throat, and then hauls Valentine back to his feet, doubles him over with a kick to the gut, and then cinches in a front facelock and lifts him upside down before quickly dropping down into a Snap Brainbuster! Cover: 1........2.......THREEEEENOOO! Kick Out! Shaking his head, the New Age Punisher once again pulls his opponent back to his feet, and then scoops him off the mat into the Snap Northern Lights Bomb that he calls VIATICUM! Cover: 1...........2...........THREEEEEENOOOO! Valentine kicks out once again! Terminus slams the mat in frustration, but quickly manages to collect himself, and makes his way back to the nearest corner, and vaults to the top rope as the crowd starts to go ballistic! )
Franks: The New Age Punisher is just about to make Valentine the latest victim of Terminal Velocity, and if that happens, then this match is over!
(Just as the New Age Punisher is about to sail off into his dreaded Phoenix Splash, he spots Natalie making her way down the ramp back toward ringside after having somehows managed to elude the memebrs of Hammerfist security. Shaking his head in disbelief, the masked man advises her that it isn't safe to be here, but Miss Snow assures him that she'll be OK, and pleads with her lover to be allowed to stay, until Terminus finally gives her a reluctant nod. While this has been going on, Valentine has managed to recover somewhat, and has climbed back to his feet; he then lunges forward into the ropes- and action that causes the New Age Punisher to lose his balance, and fall upside down in Tree of Woe Position in the corner while Natalie can only emit and anguished moan! )
Quadros: One of these days, that woman is going to be the death of Terminus. Not that I'm complaining, of course.
( The evil grin on Valentine's face becomes even more apparent as he backs up a few steps, and then charges forward into a Running Corner Spear that connects full force against his upside down opponent's gut! Terminus crumples to the mat in fetal position, and Lionheart lets out another primal roar as he climbs to the second rope, and then slingshots off the ropes into a Reverse Splash, landing hard across his opponent's torso. Cover! 1............2...........THREEEEENOOOO! Foot on the ropes! Lioneart slams the mat in fury, and the glares as he watches his opponent rise before barrelling off the ropes toward him, and killing him dead with a ferocious falling lariat whose impact reverberates throughout the arena!)
THWACK!!!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
( Rather than go for the cover, Valentine lifts his opponent so that he's in seated position, and then applies the Grounded Triangle Choke that he calls The Bermuda Triangle! Lionheart breaks out into a sinister laughter as he begins to apply pressure to the hold; Natalie frantically pounds on the apron and screams support to her lover at the top of her lungs, while the crowd once again urges their favored son not to tap. Spurred on by this support, Terminus looks for a means to escape; realizing that he's too far away from the ropes to grab them, and that deadlifting Valentine isn't an option, the New Age Punisher opts for a different approach, and flips forward into a bridge to pin Lionheart's shoulder's to the mat: 1.............2........Lionheart rolls back onto his side, but this causes him to loosen his grip on the hold, and allows the masked man to slither free from the choke as Natalie jumps up and down and the crowd goes ballistic! )
Franks: I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! TERMINUS JUST ESCAPED FROM THE BERMUDA TRIANGLE!!!
Quardos: That's...that's insane! What the hell is it going to take to end this match!?
(Not wasting a moment, Terminus tries to take his opponent's head off with a buzzsaw kick. Ducked by Valentine, who sweeps his opponent's legs out from beneath him with a spinning low kick. Lionheart measures his opponent, and then springs off the ropes into a Sagat-style leaping mauy-thai knee that's designed to take his foe's head off! NO! Terminus bridges back into a matrix, and then catches his opponent with a Pele Kick as the latter spins around. Valentine crashes onto his knees, holding his now bloody nose, and the New Age Punisher takes advantage of his opponent's state to slide behind him, apply a cobra-clutch, and then step off into a Shining Triangle Choke while maintaing his grip on the original hold! )
Franks: WAVE OF MUTILATION! TERMINUS HAS IT LOCKED IN TIGHT, AND HE'S GOT IT LOCKED IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!
Crowd: TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP!
( Val's eyes bulge out in agony as he tries to pull himself toward the ropes, but Terminus simply grits his teeth and rolls him back to ring center. As Natalie lets out a jouyous cry. The New Age Punisher then bridges back to apply even more pressure and to force his opponent's neck into a truly unnatural angle. Blood is now starting to trickle from the Omega Messiah's mouth as hemmoraging begins to set in, and its' apprarent that he has two options left to him...suffer a potentially career ending injury...or...)
(TAP! TAP! TAP!)
*Ding Ding! *
Freddy Ferdinand: Here is your winner, by submission....TERMINUS!
( Terminus hangs onto the hold for a couple more seconds before finally releasing it, and gets up just in time to catch Natalie as she leaps into his arms and showers him with kisses. The two spend a moment staring down at the more-or-less-unconscious form of Valentine, and then break out into wide grins as they listen to the crowd serenade them with chants of "Terminus!" and "Natalie! ". They then prepare to exit the ring, but at the moment, the lights starts to flicker in the arena, and then go out entirely! )
Quadros: What...what's going on!?
( That question is answered when the lights come back on, revealing the Angel of Death standing in ring center with a sinister leer playing across his face! Before Terminus or Natalie can react, the Angel steps forward, and just smokes the masked man in the back of the head with his Venom's Strike Lariat! He then stares at Natalie for a moment, and smiles as he watches her recoil in horror as she backs into the corner. )
Angel: Fear not, child...there are other issues that need to be addressed.
( With that, the Angel turns his attention to Valentine, and hauls the stricken Omega Messiah up by the hair. Angel then doubles him over with a kick to the gut, lifts him upside down, and then absolutely destroy's him with the FIRST BORN"S DEMISE! As the crowd goes dead silent, Angel turns his attention back to Terminus, and smirks as he regards the sight of the masked man pulling himself back to his feet using the ropes. Angel then charges forward into another attempted Venom's Striike, but Natalie is able to shout a warning to her fiance; this allows Terminus to duck down to avoid the attack while pulling down the top strand to cause Angel to fly out of the ring to the arena floor. Terminus then proceeds to springboard off the top rope into a PHOENIX PLANCHA onto his nemesis, and then starts to rain down punches, while the Angel fires back with blows of his own. The two continue to brawl until members of Hammerfist Security stream down and finally manage to pry to the RTO members off of one another! )
Franks: WOW! This certainly was a memorable homecoming for Terminus, wasn't it?
Quadros: Thank you so much for stating the obvious, Carl.
Franks: Well, it's true! Not only did he defeat Valentine Lionheart in a wild main event, but he watched as the Angel raised the intensity of their already heated conflict to a whole new level!
Quadros: Yeah...can you imagine what these two are going to do to one another when they meet at Point of No Return!? And, can you imagine just how violent the match is actually going to be if these two are able to get their proppsed match approved by the Board of Directors!? I can't wait to see what happens!
Franks: Neither can I, Ray! Folks...we're just about out of time..we'll be here again next week for Violation 37..here's hoping that Terminus and Jason Sandman don't kill one another in the interim!
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