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Violation 58
Sunday, March 15th, 2009
Estadio Nacional in Lisbon, Portugal
REGULAR RULES
TC Jagger vs. Aiden Miles
Written by: Bailey
Ferdinand: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and features no time limit! Coming to the ring, from Miami,
Florida, returning to the PWA in his first match, THE STANDARD…AIDEN…MILES!!!
Nonpoints In The Air Tonight plays through the speaker system, as smoke fills around the entrance ramp, hovering a few
centimeters above the ground. A platform slowly rises from under the ramp, as Aiden Miles stands with his arms outstretched,
with his head hung, almost like a rock star pose. As the ramp connects with the platform, Aiden Miles slowly walks down. A
black army style shirt, arms cut off, unbuttoned flaps a little in the wind from the smoke machines, as Miles reaches the ring,
rolling under the bottom rope.
Ferdinand: His opponent, standing at six feet and four inches, hailing from Boston, and weighing two-hundred and
fifty-eight pounds, THE ORIGINAL GOD…T…C….JAGGER!!
As the music hits, the lights flash blue with every beat. A huge blue pyro erupts from the stage and begins to rain back
down. As the pyro clears, Jagger appears on stage. He makes his way down to the ring in a cocky manner, ignoring all the fans
who boo and jeer at him. Jagger slides into the ring and faces the camera. He folds his arms and then quickly unfolds them to
point to himself as blue pyro shoots from the turnbuckles.
Franks: This should be a great match to introduce the Swiss to the PWA product first-hand!
Quadros: Yeah, and if they’re silent then they’re just being stereotypically neutral!
The bell rings as the two men circle each other tentatively. The crowd are stoked to see Aiden Miles back in the ring after
his hiatus. He smiles as the European crowd take to him. As he circles TC Jagger he starts to make circle motions to the crowd
to gee them on.
Franks: Whether this is a sign that Miles wants the fans or whether both parties are glad he’s back is anyone’s guess!
Quadros: He nearly had the company melted down, he should be lucky no-one’s gone Lee-Harvey Oswald on him!
Franks: …
Quadros: It’s been over forty years!
TC Jagger uses his height advantage to grab hold of Miles, they lock up as Jagger forces Miles back a few steps making
use of his extra weight.
Franks: Jagger is the more technical wrestler of the two and he’ll want to keep the tempo down to nullify the speed of
Miles and look to take out his legs early on.
Jagger goes behind Miles with a waistlock, Miles tries to grab his head but Jagger moves, he ducks down to grab a leg but
Jagger stands firm. Jagger goes for an early german suplex! Miles flips out and lands on his feet. Jagger turns round and is
caught by a lightning quick spinning heel kick to take him down!
Franks: Great counter from Miles, we know he was campaigning before his return to go after Brad Kane’s belt and if I
know Miles like I think I do then he’ll be looking to use this return to further those claims!
Miles drops a few quick elbow drops followed by a senton. The crowd cheer at the energy shown in the ring by Aiden Miles.
Jagger gets up and Miles Irish whips him, reversal, Jagger looks for a clothesline but Miles ducks . Miles slides through the legs
on the return , Jagger turns round and charges at Miles looking for a running elbow strike but Miles ducks and sends Jagger to
the floor with a back-body drop!
Quadros: I don’t know what’s wrong with Jagger? He doesn’t seem to be with it this week!
Franks: He’s going against a man who has everything to prove tonight, that’s got to count against him somehow!
1.…
Miles starts a clap in the ring which the crowd join in on.
2.…
Jagger gets up, Miles takes the opportunity to burst off the ropes as the crowd continue the clap, he baseball slides out the
ring and catches Jagger with a picture-perfect head scissors takedown.
Franks: Miles is looking to put this one away as soon as he can!
Miles gets up and throws Jagger back in the ring. He steps onto the apron and sees Jagger getting up, he springboards off
the ropes looking for a stunner…no dice! Jagger catches him and delivers a big sidewalk slam.
Quadros: Finally Jagger looks to be getting the idea that he has to compete to win the match.
He goes for the cover..
1.…
KICKOUT!
Franks: That was a mighty side-slam but it’ll take more than that to take out Miles !
Both men get to their feet and start to trade punches, Jagger gets the upper hand and dishes some sick looking overhand
punches to the head of Miles before hitting a snap suplex to take down Miles while he’s dazed.
Franks: It seems like high impact moves are going to be what Jagger uses to soften up Miles’ back for either the Boston
Crab or the Jaggenator!
Jagger whips Miles to the ropes and follows with a running elbow strike to the head of Miles . He climbs the turnbuckle and
starts to punch…
1...
2...
3...
4...
5...
Miles pushes Jagger off and to the ground Jagger struggles to his feet, MISSILE DROPKICK!
Franks: Mistake by Jagger, he thought he’d dazed Miles more than he had and now he’s paid the price!
Miles goes for the cover.
One…
Tw…
KICKOUT! Miles stays on the offensive and lifts up Jagger , modified jawbreaker from Miles who leaps to his feet and in
fluid motion off the knee of the prone Jagger, énziguri! Miles leaps to the top turnbuckle and goes for the moonsault….he got
him!
One…
Two…
T…
Foot on the ropes from Jagger! He’s hanging in there by the skin of his teeth!
Quadros: Jagger’s got some way to go to put his mark on the match!
Miles starts to lose his cool, he wanted this match over. He pushes the referee out the way who warns him he’ll disqualify
him if he does anything like that again. Jagger gets up and sees Miles run at him , crucifix attempt! Jagger catches the Floridian
and falls to the floor.
Franks: Samoan Drop!!
Jagger stays on top of his victim by grabbing his leg and locks in an ankle lock. Miles calls out in pain and sees the ropes ,
he tries to reach for the ropes but he’s dead centre in the ring, the crowd fall silent as Miles looks over his shoulder, he sees
that Jagger is leaning down further cranking the pressure on his ankle further. He wheels back his free leg and kicks Jagger in
the head but to no avail, he tries to roll out of the hold but it’s locked in tight…
Franks: This would be terribly unjust if Miles lost now!
Quadros: Terribly unjust? You English now?
Miles with another kick to the head, this time it loosens the hold, he follows it with another and breaks free. Jagger
struggles to his feet, the blow to the head fazing him. Miles with a kick to the gut. Legsweep DDT! Surely!
One…
Two…
Thr…
Kickout!
Franks: Miles just can’t put him away!
Miles goes to pick up Jagger but gets a nutshot for his troubles. Clubbing forearms from Jagger send Miles down to a knee,
he gets back up, another club, across his back. Jagger sends him to the ropes , Neckbreaker from Miles. He carries on off the
ropes as Jagger gets to his feet, Miles tries for a palm strike but Jagger kicks him in the gut, he lifts him up for a stalling suplex,
Miles hangs upside down, the blood rushing to his head, Jagger takes a step forward to fall back but Miles drops down, waistlock
by Miles, he rushes Jagger against the ropes looking for a quick roll-up but Jagger hangs on sending Miles backwards. Jagger
comes round and goes for a running clothesline, CRASH LANDING!!!!
ONE….
TWO…
THREE…
The bell rings.
Franks: What a return from Miles, never for a moment did he look like he’d lost it completely!
Ferdinand: The winner of this match, via pinfall, BACK BY POPULAR DEMAND, ‘THE STANDARD’ AIDEN MILES!
Miles takes in the victory as Jagger lays still out, Miles leaves the ring, ignoring the fans who cheered for him as he
concentrates on plotting his next move up the ranks.
PWA‘s BITCHES
Written by: Neil
Wren Chesney is seen storming backstage after just witnessing Aiden Miles picking up a victory in his comeback match.
She doesn’t seem all too happy as she approaches Co-Commissioner Samantha Teague-Gaither.
Wren: Listen here, tramp! I want that last victory stricken from Aiden Miles record! He doesn’t work here anymore! I don’t
even know who let him in the door! I fired his ass long ago!
STG: You need to chill out, Wren. Have some tea.
Mrs. Gaither smiles.
Wren: The hell with you and your tea! A lawsuit is coming your way and so is Interpol of trying to kill me!
STG: We didn’t try to kill you!
Wren: Then maybe I’ll just kill YOU! Aiden Miles is fired….AGAIN!!
STG: But I didn’t hire him you stupid bald bitch!
Wren: ARRRGH!!
Mrs. Chesney screams in anger as she gets ready to throttle Samantha a good one. That’s when Nikki Cortez walks up
with a slight smirk on her face.
Nikki: What is going on here?
Wren: You see what you’ve done making this British bimbo a Co-Commissioner? She damn near kills me two weeks ago
and now she’s hiring idiotic, sexist pigs like Aiden Miles to our company! What’s next, transvestites?
STG: I think you all ready have that covered, sweetie.
Wren: FU-!
Nikki: Wren! She didn’t hire Aiden Miles. I did.
Wren: What? Damn, I gave you too much credit around here, Cortez. You’re just as stupid as your husband! You are
aware Aiden Miles is sexist and assaults women, right? He’s a sworn enemy of the Feminist League of America!
Nikki: I am completely aware of his past. In fact, I wanted him fired for what he did to Referee Sasha Brown just as much
as the next woman.
Wren: Then why bring him back?!
Nikki: Because my husband wanted him here. And since I’m in the business of making sure his wishes are met, whether I
personally believe in them or not, I think it’s perfectly fair to give Aiden Miles his job back. Besides, I couldn’t pass up the
opportunity to piss you off. Ciao.
With that, Mrs. Cortez smiles and walks away. We can almost see the steam boiling out of Wren’s head.
Wren: Stupid bitch! What does she know anyway?
STG: You look flustered, Wren. Need some pills?
Wren: Oh go blow a door knob!
Mrs. Chesney storms off as Samantha Teague-Gaither just chuckles to herself.
TAG TEAM MATCH
Seek & Destroy vs. The Kanes
Written by: Neil
"Seek and Destroy" by Metallica plays and the lights dim just a little. Two golden lights flash on each side of the entrance
ramp. Suddenly, as the song picks up, the floor of the ramp opens up as Mystic J. and Kevin Justice begin to rise up from
underneath. Wearing their old-school trademarked black helmets, black spiked shoulderpads and long, flowing black
trenchoats, they meet in the middle of the ramp. After a few minutes of staring at each other, they headbutt each other and
begin to walk towards the ramp. Mystic climbs in over the top rope as Justice goes through the middle. They both ascend a
turnbuckle and pander to the crowd.
Franks: Seek & Destroy has reunited for PWA action, Ray!
Quadros: These two have racked up the titles over the years. Good to see them back.
The lights dim down as "The Kids Aren't Alright" by The Offspring begins to fill the arena. Around twenty seconds, strobe
lights begin to go insane as we see Brad Kane and Freya Ragnal standing in the entry way. Then the vocals kick in as the lights
flash off and on (mostly during the "Woah!" parts) as they start to walk down to the ring. Freya and Brad seem to be pretty
pissed at each other over something as they stay clear away from one another. Freya slides into the ring and plays the crowd
while the Light Heavyweight Champion Brad Kane stays out of the ring and could careless.
Franks: Everything doesn’t seem right in the Kane camp, Ray.
Quadros: What do you think, Carl? Freya Ragnal is going to be the special guest referee at Vow 2. She holds her brother’s
title hopes in her hands.
The two teams sort things out at Mystic J and Freya Ragnal are going to start off. Referee Upshaw calls for the bell…DING!
Renewing their last battle at Playtime’s Over, Freya and Mystic circle around the ring. J starts trash talking Freya how he’s
beaten her and that a woman doesn’t deserve to be in the ring. Ragnal responds with a jumping forearm that rocks the #1
Contender to the Premiere Title backwards! The crowd pops for Freya as she starts throwing kicks at the old knees of Mystic J.
Brad Kane just stands on the ring apron yawning like he could care less.
Freya with an Irish whip! Power reverse by Mystic J sends Ragnal to the ropes. Off comes Freya with a superman punch
that drops Mystic J like Little Mac taking out King Hippo! Cover by Freya! 1!…TW…KICK OUT by Mystic J tossed Freya Rangal off
of him! Freya tries to beat Mystic J down before he can get up with some forearms to the face but he just pushes her away.
Freya Ragnal runs towards the ropes as Mystic J stands up. She comes back with a leaping calf kick but Mystic J catches her in
midair. J parades around the ring with Ragnal in his grasp as the crowd boos. He responds to them by dropping her with a stiff
power slam!
Franks: You could just feel the air being pushed out of Freya’s lungs there!
Quadros: I don’t know why she tries, Carl. She can’t beat this big man. What is this, a cry for attention?
Mystic J salutes the crowd as he steps on Ragnal for the cover…1...2...KICK OUT! Mystic puts his hand over Freya’s face
and lifts her with ease, tossing her into his corner. Brad Kane just watches and seems hardly in a caring mood over Mystic J
abusing his sister. Mystic J plows into Freya with a shoulder block, doubling her over in the turnbuckles. Mystic tags out to Kevin
Justice who is eager to make his PWA in-ring debut.
Mystic J and Kevin Justice both take an arm of Freya Ragnal and whip her across the ring…nope! They just power her back
into the turnbuckles again with a brutal double whip! Upshaw ushers J out of the ring as the crowd boos. Kevin Justice punches
Freya in the stomach to double her over in the corner. Snap suplex tosses her from the corner! More boos come from the
crowd as Kevin Justice starts rolling out a series of elbows to the face of Freya Ragnal! Again, Brad Kane doesn’t look like he’s
too eager to help his sister. Forearm to the face cover by Justice! 1!…2!…THR….KICK OUT!
Franks: Freya Ragnal needs a tag out here bad, Ray.
Quadros: No kidding. Seek & Destroy are doing just that.
Then all of a sudden a head of lettuce flies out of the crowd and pops Kevin Justice in the head! The crowd laughs as he
looks out, irate over what just happened. Here comes a couple eggs from the crowd and they hit Mystic J in the back! He turns
around and starts yelling at people in the crowd. Here comes a tomato that Kevin Justice just dodges out of the way! Justice
and Mystic start yelling at Referee Upshaw to do something about this.
Franks: What the hell? The crowd is literally egging Seek & Destroy.
Quadros: Hey! There are starving children in Darfur that could use that food you stupid Swiss! Man, I thought they were
non-aggressive?
The camera pans into the crowd as more food hits the ring. There’s Jackboot and Pierce Cavanaugh laughing it up. Upon
noticing they are busted, the two run off through the crowd to disappear.
Kevin Justice picks up Freya Ragnal and whips her to the ropes. He’s set up for a Spinebuster but she counters him with a
DDT into the mat! The crowd pops for Freya Ragnal as she starts to crawl to her brother for a tag out! She’s getting closer!
Closer! She’s reaching out on all fours…NO! Brad Kane sneezes and falls off the ring apron, leaving the tag rope all together.
The crowd gives Brad some heat as Freya is yelling out “Brad!”. Here comes Kevin Justice from behind with an elbow to her
back!
Franks: Oh come on! Brad Kane didn’t help his sister!
Quadros: What are you talking about, Carl? He’s sneeze. It’s allergy season here in Switzerland.
Kevin Justice picks Freya Ragnal up off the canvass again and whips her over to Mystic J! Brad Kane steps back up onto
the ring apron now that his sister is no where near. Kevin Justice runs with a full head of steam…NO! Freya ducks out of the way
and Justice slams into the turnbuckles with his chest! Freya comes from behind with a running shining wizard to the back of
Justice’s head! Justice stagger out of the corner and Freya collects him with a slingshot DDT! Oh! Freya hooks the leg!
1!…2!…THRE…KICK OUT!!
Franks: What an upset this would be since Freya is basically fighting a handicap match here!
Quadros: No it’s not, Carl. Brad Kane is right there.
Freya Ragnal sits on Justice and starts pounding away with lefts and rights as the crowd cheers her on! Right! Left! Right!
Left! Referee Upshaw tells her to stop using closed fists! Right! Left! 1! 2! 3! 4! Ragnal gets up and runs towards the ropes. She
bounces off…BAM! Boo! Mystic J just yanked Freya down with a cheap, illegal hair pull! Referee Upshaw starts giving Mystic J
the business over that one.
Franks: Damn it!
Kevin Justice gets up and bulls Freya Kane back into his corner. Tag out to Mystic J as the crowd continues to give heat.
This time Seek & Destroy hits their Thrillabuster double gut buster! Freya rolls around on the mat as Mystic J is trying to bait
Brad Kane to do something about this. He picks up Ragnal and executes a swoop backdrop to add to her problems. Cover!
1!…2!…THRE…KICK OUT! Mystic J doesn’t seem to like that count at all. Now he starts blatantly choking Freya Ragnal.
Franks: Damn it, Brad! Do something!
Quadros: Mystic J is gonna choke a bitch!
1! 2! 3! 4! Mystic backs off. “Let’s go Freya! Let’s go Freya!” Mystic J picks her up again and whips her into his corner.
However, he seems to have gone to the well one too many times there as Freya Ragnal runs towards the corner, springboards
off the top turnbuckle with a leg lariat that takes Mystic J out! The crowd pops! Ragnal starts crawling towards Brad Kane for a
desperate tag out! She reaches out! Brad Kane turns around and starts hand shining his Light Heavyweight Championship!
Franks: Give me a break! Brad Kane just turned his back on Freya!
Quadros: Ain’t nothing wrong with a little sibling rivalry, Carl.
Freya is irate over her brother’s actions and bitch slaps him in the back of the head! Massive pop for Freya over that!
Mystic J tags out to Kevin Justice so he can check his nose! Here comes Justice with a charge! A pissed off Brad Kane turns
around and takes a swinging backfist as his own sister and tag team partner! She ducks and Brad backfist hammers a charging
Kevin Justice! He staggers backwards, stunned! Freya Ragnal kicks him in the midsection and takes him by the head! She
jumps over the top rope, spring boarding off of Brad Kane instead of the ropes! Kane falls to the floor as Freya plants Kevin
Justice with the FUN DROP!! The crowd pops as she makes the cover! 1!…2!…3!!
Ferdinand: Here are the winners of this match…BRAD KANE and FREYYYA RAGGGNAL!!
Franks: She won it! Freya won it!
Quadros: No, they won it.
Franks: No! She did! It was all her!
Quadros: Brad Kane was there for her to springboard off of. He gets the assist.
“Sweetness” begins to play as Brad Kane starts making his way up the entrance ramp in anger. He clings onto his Light
Heavyweight Title and seems to have some choice words for Freya Ragnal. She flips him off and celebrates with her fans.
TRUCE?
Written by: Neil & Paul
The PWA theme begins to play as temporary Board member Nikki Cortez steps out from the back. She begins to make
her way down to the ring as nearby fans call out “Butch-er! Butch-er! Butch-er!”, bringing a smile to her face. The Butcher’s
wife steps into the ring and asks for a microphone which Freddy Ferdinand quickly hands off.
Nikki: I came to PWA to make sure my husband’s wishes for this company stayed intact while he was recuperating. Some
things have come out well, others have not. Still, it’s too early to tell if what I’ve done will be successful or not. But during this
time there was an unfortunate accident a couple weeks ago. During the Violation 56 main event, Omar Owens hit
Mary-Katherine with a steel chair as he was going to attack Jason Sandman after Sandman tried to cost him a match earlier in
the night. Jason Sandman…come out here so we can discuss this.
Franks: Nikki Cortez is calling out Jason Sandman!
Quadros: What is she nuts?
Live Your Way comes on speakers and as it begins Deal With It Bitch Productions Presents logo come on the Teletron.
When the opening words are heard the name of Jason Sandman shows up on the teletron. Jason walks out of the entrance with
his barbwire wrapped chair in hand. He slowly walks down to the ring staring the Nikki. Even as he slides under the bottom
ropes his eyes don't leave Mrs. Cortez. Jason slides a microphone out of his pocket and paces around Nikki.
Jason: Sup Nikki. Long time since we talked.
Nikki: Hi, Jason. I’m glad you could come out here. This whole thing between us is getting out of hand. I mean, I really
feel terrible about what happened to Mary-Katherine. There’s no point to this if other people are going to get hurt.
Jason: Nikki, a lot of people see me as a monster, but I know the difference between right and wrong. So many times you
have given me the opportunity to attack you, but I haven't. I haven't because my mother always told me you don't hit girls. I
guess your new boy toy doesn't live by the same morals.
Mrs. Cortez seems a bit annoyed by Sandman’s comment but presses further.
Nikki: I know Omar Owens. Hitting Mary-Katherine was not his intention. You were the target. You’ve always been the
target. Just with the recent actions outside of our battle, I think it’s time we focus on what this is all about. My husband’s title
belt you so proudly walk around with…unearned.
Jason: Oh that piece of trash. I pawned that last week for beer money. Didn't get me much beer either.
Jason smiles as Mrs. Cortez doesn’t seem to be too amused.
Nikki: It would be unfortunate if that were the case, Jason. If you were to give it to me perhaps we could call this whole
thing off?
Jason: And if I do give it to you what then? Do you really think that it will bring Cortez back to life?
Nikki: If you give me that title back then I will be compelled to call Omar Owens off.
Jason: Nikki do you really think I am worried about Omar. In case you forgotten I have a nice history of destroying the
guys your blowing.
Not even hesitating or even knowing what she’s doing, Nikki Cortez slaps Jason Sandman across the face because of that
last comment.
Franks: Uh oh.
Quadros: Yeah that wasn’t a good idea.
Jason just smiles at Nikki.
Jason: Momma always said don't hit a girl, but she never said don't fuck up everything she owns.
Jason Sandman leans against the ropes and flips out of the ring. Nikki sneers as she watches Sandman walk away.
Nikki: I’ll get that belt back, Sandman! Even if it’s the last thing I ever do!
Jason turns around and flips Nikki off before disappearing through the entrance
REGULAR RULES
Jason Sandman vs. Cross Recoba
Written by: Andrew
PICKED UP FOR ANOTHER SEASON
Written by: Freddy
Miranda Buck stands backstage alone holding up a microphone. She looks very confused as to why she is even back
there. She stands for a few more seconds very unsure of herself and then speaks.
Miranda: Ladies and gentlemen, I am supposed to be joined by…
Suddenly, a familiar looking man in a nice suit jumps in right next to Miranda and throws glitter in the air!
Familiar Guy: RAZZLE DAZZLE!!!
Even with the distraction, Miranda, almost laughing, continues the introduction.
Miranda: Former PWA superstar and former host of the recently cancelled reality game series “ Hobo or Recording Artist.”:
FREDDY FANDANGO!
Fandango: IT IS I!
Fandango straightens his tie and smiles for the camera. She turns towards him with a concerned look.
Miranda: Freddy, last year you joined our federation in what seemed to be an attempt to get some television exposure.
You even made quite an impression for your first couple of matches, but then you disappeared. What happened?
Fandango: The answer is simple Amanda…
Miranda: My name is Miranda!
He looks at her with an embarrassed look on her face!
Fandango: Whoops!
He then looks at the camera!
Fandango: Save that for the blooper reel, bud! … Anyways, the answer is simple. I was having a lark here. I was on a roll
and the fans LOVED me. And it got me what I wanted: Within weeks I got a call from Fox studios! They offered me a role as the
host for a riveting reality television series. How can I say no to that?
Miranda: Some have considered it you turning your back on the industry or just using it all along to get exposure!
Freddy looks stunned that she would even consider that thought.
Fandango: What? Was Shaq using basketball as a try out for Kazam?
Miranda: No, but…
Fandango: But nothing! I just went where the money and exposure was and now I’m back.
Miranda: Speaking of which, what led you to come back to PWA?
Fandango: I needed a job and I think we can safely say that the few weeks I was here I brought in the ratings. Wrestling
has never seen such a triple threat: an actor, a singer, AND dancer… oh and I also wrestle!
Miranda rolls her eyes.
Miranda: You will be making your re-debut next week…
Fandango: And that will be a grand event. I was on a streak last time, around and I’m sure it’ll be a piece of cake again.
But there are more important issues at hand.
Miranda: Like what?
He looks around shifty and then in a lower tone he talks to her.
Fandango: Can you give me a list of the show sponsors? I’m trying to land a good commercial deal!
Miranda finally walks away from the obnoxious starving actor who follows her still asking her who sponsors the television
program and the fed..
A LADDER IT WILL BE
Written by: Justin
We cut to backstage, where we see Samantha Gaither discussing some PWA business with a few production assistants,
making sure the show runs smoothly. She's almost immediately interrupted by a determined Omar Owens, who looks like a
man on a mission.
Omar: Samantha, you have got to do something about this. You can't let Jason Sandman just run around kidnapping
people. It's dangerous. Freak is not a wrestler and can't defend himself...especially not someone as psychotic as Sandman.
Samantha: I know you're upset over Freak Nasty 1 being abducted, but what do you want me to do? Do you really think
having Sandman arrested in Zurich is going to do anything?
Omar: Well you've got to do something!
Samantha: I'll tell you what. I know you want to get your hands on him and I'm going to give you that opportunity. At Vow
2, you can have your match against Jason Sandman.
Just then, Wren Chesney comes barging into the scene like she owns the place.
Wren: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on there, little missy.. You can't just make big pay per view matches without checking with
me, first.
Samantha: Actually, Wren, I can.
This stops Wren in her tracks, as she knows that Samantha's right. It gets her thinking, however.
Wren: Well, if you're going to do it, you have to do it right. Just putting Omar and Sandman into a match isn't very
exciting.
Omar: Believe me, I will make it exciting when I wrap my hands around his neck.
Wren just ignores Omar, who is seething right now about Freak's predicament.
Wren: No, we have to make it something the fans want to see. We'll make it...a ladder match!
Samantha: Oh, brilliant Wren. And just what is going to be hanging from the ceiling that they have to grab? Freak Nasty 1?
Omar doesn't appreciate the humor at his kidnapped friend's expense.
Omar: The TNW Title.
Wren's face lights up as she realizes she just made the perfect match without having thought it through.
Wren: Yes. It will be a ladder match between Jason Sandman and Omar Owens at Vow 2 for the TNW Title.
Samantha: Fine then.
Wren: And that, my dear, is how you book a pay per view match. You should really be taking notes.
Wren walks off in one direction and Omar walks off in another direction, somewhat satisfied that he's going to finally get
his match with Sandman, but still not completely at ease. Samantha just shakes her head and goes back to attending to the
business of running PWA.
AN OFFER YOU CAN'T REFUSE
Written by: Bob
The cameras cut backstage to the corridors, road agents are seen talking with each other, Cross Recoba can be seen,
dressed in a gray suit, he is on his cell. The normally calm Recoba is thrashing his arm about in frustration.
Recoba: What do you mean you think you've solved both problems? That's great but stop being so cryptic, Jamon!...At the
arena? Look, just tell me straight!...You don't give me answers I'm just going to go looking for them!
Recoba hangs up his celluar phone as he is suddenly stopped by a smiling figure. Cross looks a little confused.
Recoba: What do you want?
The camera pulls around to show Freddy Fandango looking at him holding a soda.
Fandango: I was around the corner drinking my Pepsi [He looks directly at the camera], The taste of a new generation [He
then looks back towards Recoba] and I couldn’t help but overhear your dilemma! I believe I can help you,
Recoba: How can you do that?
Fandango: Because … IT IS I, Freddy Fandango and I’m in the biz my man! I even have my sag card. I think that perhaps
me and you can solve all of your problems.
Recoba: All of my problems?
Fandango: I’m a triple threat of acting, singing and dancing… and I wrestle too. All you need is better representation and
hanging around with me will put you in the know.
Recoba: Good, because I am trying to do this adaption of…
Freddy holds his hands up to stop Recoba.
Fandango: Say no more, if it’s an adaption, a sequel, or a re-make it is bound to make money. Together we’ll get the
green light. Just one question…
Recoba raises his eyebrow, clearly curious as to where this might.
Fandango: Is there a part in there for me?
Recoba: You help me out then you can get any part you want.
Freddy smiles and holds out his hand.
Fandango: Good, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful relationship!
Recoba grins back and the two shake hands. They release hands and begin to walk away but Recoba stops.
Recoba: Before we take care of my showbiz troubles, I think first we should take care of some of the problems I’m having
here, you know, see how we work together.
Fandango: Will it be televised?
Recoba: Probably!
Fandango: Then I will be there with bells on.
The two head off as Recoba leans over as they walk and starts to discuss the plan he has.
Franks: Whatever it is those two have planned we're sure to find out, as are you! Stay tuned!
REGULAR RULES
Va'aiga vs. Captain Howdy
Written by: Andrew
(The arena lights dim before the shouted intro to Not Many (The Remix) kicks in...
PITO SUTE AKILAGI!
It ain't good... It ain't good 'cuz you'll get jumped in my hood
...and Va'aiga steps into the entrance area. Va'aiga throws the BOO-YAH! Combination, and as he throws the Shaka Sign
he tilts his head back so the hood of his entrance robe falls away. Va'aiga walks down the entrance ramp, backhanding the fans
before stepping into the ring and handing his robe to a ring attendant. Va'aiga then climbs a turnbuckle and throws another
Shaka sign to the crowd.)
Ferdinand: Introducing first, weighing in at 350lbs and hailing from Sunnyvale, by way of Rotoura, New Zealand, he is the
Maori Badass, Va'aiga!
(The lights dim, as "Captain Howdy" begins to play. He walks out from the back, by himself, neither looking into the crowd,
or back the way he came. The Captain slides under the bottom rope, then stands, glaring out into the distance, head cocked as
if he is listening to someone. He nods once, then removes his jacket and hands it to the attendant, along with his walking stick,
giving them stern instructions to take care of it. He then puts his back into the nearest corner, and watches and waits for the
match to begin.)
Ferdinand: And his opponent, weighing in at 254lbs and hailing from Coney Island, NY...Captain Howdy!
(Sasha Brown signals for the bell to start the match, and the two competitors begin to circle the ring, each one staring the
other down as they search for openings. After a moment, they lunge forward into a lock-up, and send a moment jockeying for
position until Va'aiga uses his size and strength to shove Captain back hard into the corner. The crowd cheers as V throws up
the Shaka sign, and shouts "Boo-yah!" as loud as he can, but Howdy doesn't seem altogether impressed as he steps forward
and motions for his opponent to try his luck again.)
Franks: There aren't too many people who could throw the Captain around like that in this fed, and there probably aren't
that many people who would be willing to try their luck again with Va'aiga once they've been rag dolled around the ring!
Quadros: Well, the Captain has a plan that he wants to impliment, Carl; and he can't do so unless he engages his
opponent!
(The Maori seems only to happy to oblige, and steps forward to lock up once more; but this time, the Captain ducks
underneath his clutches, and then proceeds to reach out and rake his opponent's eyes just as the latter turns around to face
him! Va'aiga stumbles backward, and Howdy presses the issue by connecting with a quick toe kick to the gut, followed by a
European Uppercut that sends the Maori reeling into the ropes. The Captain then steps forward and tries to whip his opponent
into the opposite set of strands...only to have this move reverses and be sent hurtling into the cables himself! The Maori Badass
then proceeds to gather his opponent up as he rebounds toward him and lifts him up into a Flapjack that drops him stomach
first onto the mat! Once again, Va'aiga throws up the Shaka sign, and this time the crowd responds with a loud "Boo-Yah!"
cheer in return!)
Franks: Well, it seems as though the Captain's plan didn't work out quite as well as he might have hoped!
Quadros: Oh ye of little faith! The plan has yet to be put into action!
(Howdy struggles up to his knees, clutching his gut...and is in no position to defend himself when his rival backs up and
then charges into the Dan Carter Kick! OH! This kick lands with such force against Howdy's rib cage that it lifts him up into the
air before he crashes down to the mat in fetal position on the canvas! The Maori Badass quickly drops down on top of his
opponent for the first cover of the match: 1.....2.....Thr-Kick Out! Undaunted, V simply pulls the Captain up by the hair and
applies a front facelock before lifting him upside down and holding him there as he walk forward to the center of the ring before
dropping down to complete the Stalling Vertical Suplex. The Maori uses the momentum of executing this move to roll over on
top of the Captain for another cover: 1.....2....TH-Another Kick Out! Keeping his cool, Va'aiga simply pulls Howdy back to his
feet by the hair and then scoops him up across this shoulder and drops him face-first across the top turnbuckle with a Snake
Eyes, causing Howdy to stumble backward from the impact. The Maori takes advatage of the situation by grabbing him from
behind and taking him over into a well-executed Backdrop Suplex, and bridges back on this move for another pinfall attempt:
1........2........THREEEENO! NOT QUITE! Howdy gets a shoulder off the mat!)
Franks; Well, we're still waiting for the Captain to impliment the plan that Ray was talking about, and in the meantime,
Va'aigha is coming closer and closer to getting the win!
(Va'aiga slams the mat in frustration as he pulls the Captain back to his feet by the hair before landing a stiff forearm
smash that causes Howdy to reel back into the nearest corner. The Maori steps forward, and proceeds to fire off a two-handed
flurry of hooks to the ribs, followed by series of forearms to the jaw. The New Zealand native then continues the assault with a
series of shoulder blocks to the gut of his adversary that are so powerful that they lift the Captain completely off of his feet,
and then caps the strike sequence with a HUGE Headbutt that leaves the Captain looking dead to the world. Va'aiga then backs
up to the other side of the ring, and, letting out a loud war cry, barrels forward, looking to squash his smaller opponent into the
turnbuckles with a Jumping Corner Splash! Wait! Nobody Home! Howdy gets out of the way and his foe crashes chest-first into
the turnbuckles! Taking advanagte of the situation, the Captain connects with a Basement Dropkick that cuts out his opponent's
legs from beneath him and leaves him in a heap on the canvas!)
Quadros: Ha! I told ya! That was the plan! Wait for his rival to make a mistake, and take advantage of the situation!
Franks: I don't think the plan entailed suffering as much abuse as he did prior to that last sequence....
Quadros: well, OK...It wasn't perfect. But, it still worked!
(Howdy takes a moment to recover from the beating that he's suffered, and then his eyes take on a predatory glint as he
stares down at the massive Maori as the latter rolls around on the mat and clutches his leg. Grabbing the wounded limb, the
Captain applies a toe hold, and then stomps down onto the extended knee as hard as he can, before rolling to the side to
wrench the leg in sickening fashion! Va'aiga cries out in agony, and a manical grin flickers across the face of the Captain as he
reapplies the toehold, and then quickly transitions into a spinning toehold. Howdy cranks on the hold for all that he's worth, until
the Maori Badass reaches up with his free leg and kicks him down to the mat! Va'aiga slowly struggles to his feet and makes his
way over to the rising Howdy, only to be taken down once again when the Coney Island native leaps forward into another
Basement Dropkick to his rival's knee! Howdy's smile returns as he quickly applies a reverse deathlock, and then falls back on
the hold to inflict even more damage to the injured leg, before spinning around, grabbing his opponent by the arms, and pulling
him up into a savage Curb Stomp that nearly drives the Maori's face through the mat!)
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOHHH!
(Howdy appears to debate going for the pinfall, but elects instead to grab his rival by his injured leg and twist it into a
single-leg Crab! The Maori's eyes bulge out in pain, and he cries out as he desperately tries to crawl toward toward the ropes to
force a break of the hold. V makes pretty good progress toward this goal, only to be cut off when the Captain calmly transitions
into an STF. Howdy then shows some impressive power by rolling his opponent over and keeping him suspended in the air with
the Reverse STF, but, spurred on by the chants of "Please Don't Tap", the Maori forces himself to roll back onto his side and
then reaches out and JUST manages to grab onto the bottom cable in order to break the hold! The Captain shakes his head in
disgust as he releases the hold, but quickly lurks behind his rival as Va'aiga struggles back up to his feet using the ropes, and
then drops down into a Chop Block that causes his rival to let out a blood-curdling cry as he crashes to the mat once more!)
Quadros: JEEZ! The Captain's inflicted a lot of damage on the leg already, and you know he's just going to keep targeting
it until there's nothing left!
(Howdy is quick to capitalize upon his opponent's wounded state, and quickly applies an Indian Deathlock, before bridging
back to apply even more pressure to the submission. V appears to be almost in tears as a result of the pain that he's feeling
but simply shakes his head when Sasha Brown asks if he want's to quit. The Captain realizes that this particular version of the
Deathlock isn't going to work, so he decides to lift his rival up by the legs into the Suspended Deathlock called the Taffy Pull!
Vis'aigha's screams reverberate throughout the arena, but he still refuses to submit and tries to drag himself back to the
santuary of the ropes. Unbelievably, he manages to claw himself closer to the strands, so Howdy opts for a different way to end
the match-up, and converts the leglock into a Standing Figure Four, before rolling forward into a tight Jacknife Pin in the hopes
of ending the match: 1...................2......................THREEEEENOOOO! SHOULDER UP!)
*MASSIVE SHOW OF HEART FACE POP!
(Howdy doesn't look the least bit impressed as he glares at Sasha, and then down at his rising opponent; before charging
forward into a kneelift that stands his foe up and leaves him in no position to defend against the Captain's followup
Neckbreaker. Howdy rolls over on top of his opponent, and makes certain to hook the leg on the ensuing
cover:1.................2.................THREEEEEENOO! Shoulder Up Once more! The Captain is now looking completely frustrated
about the fact that his opponent won't stay down, and vents his anger by assuming the mount and raining down a series of right
hands onto his rival's head.. The Captain then pulls his opponent up by the hair, applies an inverted headlock, and then spins
himself into a Roll of the Dice that sends Va'aiga twisting violently to the mat. Another cover, with the hook of the leg!
1......................2.....................THREEEEEE! NO! THE MAORI GETS A SHOULDER UP AGAIN! Howdy lets out a loud groan of
frustration as he pulls his opponent again and then boots him in the gut, before setting him up for his Playtime's Over
Vertebreaker! To everyone's suprise, he's actually able to lift his opponent off his feet so that he's upside down over his
shoulder....)
*NO WAY IS HE GOING TO DO THIS ANTICIPATION POP!*
(Only to have Va'aiga shift his weight forward at the last moment, before sliding behind his opponent and sending him
flying with the Half-and-Half Swiss Suplex! OH! Both men are down follwing that exchange, and Sasha tolls the ten count as the
crowd starts the chant the Maori's name! Spurred on by these chants, the Maori gets to his feet first, and then charges forward
into a Yakuza Kick that catches the now-rising Captain flush in the face! Howdy goes down as if shot, but Va'aiga also drops to
the mat after aggravating the injury that he's suffered to his leg. As a result, it takes a moment for him to roll over and apply
the cover: 1..................2.................THREEEENO! Kick Out! Hissing a curse under his breath, the Maori shakes some feeling
back into his leg, and then pulls Howdy up by the hair before grabbing him around the waist and driving him down to the mat
with a Spinning Belly-Belly Suplex! Another cover, with the hook of the leg: 1.............2............THREEEENO! Howdy gets a
shoulder up again!)
Franks: After taking some serious abuse during the middle portion of the match, Va'aiga has staged a remarkable
comeback, and I think he feels that he can end it at this point!
(Va'aiga takes a deep breath in order to get his cool, and then lets out a loud war cry as he proceeds to catch his rising
opponent with three hard left jabs to the face, followed by a massive right hook! "ONE! TWO! THREE! OOOOOOAA! BOO-YAH!"
The Boo-Yah Combo leaves Howdy in a heap on the mat, but the Maori chooses not to go for the pin, and instead backs up and
waits for his opponent to rise. As soon as that happens, he then barrels forward, looking to take his opponent's head off with
THE LARIAT! NO! Ducked! The Maori turns around quickly, and tries to spin himself into another Lariat! Howdy saw it coming
and ducks again! Before Va'aiga can react, Howdy then pulls him down hard across his knee with his Broken Toys Backbreaker!
Without wasting a moment, the Captain cinches in an Inverted Cloverleaf, and then, after scissoring the hold with his legs,
reaches down and applies a Full Nelson to his prone opponent! OH! Modified Back to the Rocking Horse! Va'aiga tries to resist,
but the hold is locked in tight, and he realizes that he's too far away from the center of the ring to break it using the ropes. The
Maori tries to hold on.....tries to hold on.......tries to hang in there....)
(Tap! Tap! Tap!)
*MASSIVE HEEL POP!*
Ferdinand: Here is your winner....by submission....CAPTAIN HOWDY!!!
(The Captain releases the hold, and after taking a moment to soak in the jeers of the crowd, calmly picks up his walking
stick and exits the ring without once looking back at his rival, who slams the mat in frustration as he cradles his leg while the
official tends to his condition.)
Franks: Well, the Captain proves once again why he's one of the most dangerous men in the sport, by overcoming the
spirited challenge of Va'aiga and drawing the submission!
Quadros: Yeah...Howdy just keeps getting scarier and scarier, and if I'm one of his opponents going forward, I might think
twice before I step into the ring with him!
GREETINGS FROM THE 21ST CENTURY RAT PACK
Written by: Bailey & Bob
We cut backstage to see Jason Sandman in his locker room, he is collecting his thoughts and thus his head is looking down
as his hands cover the top of it. He clearly does not want to be disturbed. We hear a loud knock on the door and Sandman
grunts, he looks at the door and dismisses it by going back to his thinking. The knock returns, this time more forceful and
louder. Sandman bangs his fist against the bench he is sitting on. He gets up and goes to the door.
Sandman: Who is it?
Voice: I need some help, it could benefit you greatly!
Sandman is clearly wary of this, no-one comes to Sandman for help, normally they're running for protection FROM him. He
opens the door and is shocked to see Freddy Fandango standing there. He looks scared and troubled.
Fandango: I need help! Cross is trying to kill me! Together we can take him down...
Sandman smiles.
Sandman: Well, it's all about how you can connect with that guy...
Sandman is interrupted as Cross Recoba runs into the room and goes for Fandango, he pins him up against the wall but
Sandman pulls him off. Cross gets punched in the stomach by Sandman.
Franks: Look at this! Cross is about to get his ass handed to him by two guys!
Fandango grabs a chair and lifts it over his head, Cross turns to see the chair coming down towards him. He ducks out the
way and Fandango nails Sandman.
Franks: Did he mean that?
Fandango stares at Cross who stares back at him, they nod and Cross picks up another chair. They lay more vicious chair
shots to the body of Sandman, the camera picks up some background noise.
Voice (OOS): What was that?
The two men hear the commotion they've caused and bust out the door pushing past PWA security. The security team
walk inside the locker room to see the fallen body of Jason Sandman. One of them sees a business card place on the body of
him. He picks it up as the camera leans over his shoulder.
'Greetings from the 21st Century Rat Pack'
BACKSTAGE DISTURBANCE
Written by: Will
Franks: Wait a second... Folks we have a disturbance backstage.
The Tron switches from the post match celebrations and on to a backstage cameraman, rushing to the commotion backstage.
Walking through the shattered remains of what presumably once was a door, the situation becomes quickly clear. Pierce
Cavanaugh was sitting backstage, enjoying a cool drink and watching his Criminal Intent partner fight. Then something big bust
into his dressing room. Something big and... Maori.
Va'aiga: ATTACK ME? JUMP ME FROM BEHIND?
Va'aiga, having the element of near surprise over Pierce lands the first blow, a staggering right cross and causes a was of
spittle to fly from Pierce's mouth. Pierce stumbles backwards onto a chair and takes a seated position. Va'aiga backs off a half
step and then LAUNCHES himself towards Pierce, extending a leg and Yakuza kicking both the chair and Pierce to the ground!
Va'aiga: DON'T EVER F**K WITH THE MAORI, BOY!
Moving closer to Pierce, Va'aiga throws a couple of lethal looking stomps onto his prone body. Va'aiga stops breifly to pick
up the chair that Cavanaugh was sitting on before driving it down over Pierce's chest. Cavanaugh cough and splutters as
Va'aiga addresses the camera again.
Va'aiga: JACKBOOT? I know you're in the ring watching this Jackboot! Well take notes, Bootboy...
Kneeling down, Va'aiga is in the perfect position to start raining punches down on the head of Cavanaugh. With each blow,
Va'aiga makes his point to the camera and by association to Jackboot watching in the ring. A hate laden left crashes down onto
Pierce's forehead.
Va'aiga: Just 'cuz I got my fans...
Another punch lands downwards into Cavanaugh...
Va'aiga: Doesn't mean I should ever...
And another punch...
Va'aiga: EVER!
And another...
Va'aiga: Ever... be mistaken for a nice guy.
Standing again, Va'aiga check to see Pierce isn't immediately getting up. The Maori Badass stops, points at an imaginary
set of goalposts, somewhere off in the distance, takes two steps back, two steps to a side, rushes in and PUNTS PIERCE
CAVANAUGH RIGHT IN THE HEAD WITH THE DAN CARTER KICK! Va'aiga turns again to the camera as he walks away and
interjects a final
Va'aiga: BOO-YAH!
Franks: Va'aiga, looking to take revenge on those who attacked him last week!
Quadros: He took it, to borrow a phrase from the man himself, straight to Pierce Cavanaugh's door!
Franks: You never know what is going to happen on Violation, Quadros. Stick around folks to see what Premiere Wrestling
offers after THIS break!
REGULAR RULES
Jackboot vs. Jack Gaither
Written by: Okori
Ring Announcer Freddy Ferdinand: “This next contest is scheduled for one-fall and has a 45-minute time limit.”
(As the opening strains of “Death Blooms” by Mudvayne booms out of the sound system Jackboot enters from backstage
and stops at the top of the ramp. White sparks engulf him as he drops to one knee and kisses each of his enormous biceps...
(named) Justice and Order. Jackboot smiles and nods, then heads down the ramp charging to ringside. Jackboot slides under
the bottom rope and begins stalking the ring back and forth, testing out the ropes.)
Freddy Ferdinand: “Introducing first, from Mannheim, Germany and weighing in tonight at 326 pounds….. Jackboot!”
(The opening phrase "God works in mysterious ways..." from Queen's "One Vision" is played, but the lights go out, and the
intro to Motley Crue's "Kickstart My Heart'" starts up. Various images of Jack Gaither's matches flash by on the big screen; at
the height of the intro, the words "THE GOLDEN EAGLE FLIES AGAIN!" appear on screen. Gold-colored pyro and green confetti
go off as Jack Gaither and Samantha Teague make their way to the ring, giving every fan sitting near the ramp a high-five
along the way. Once in the ring, Samantha and Jack pose to the cheering crowd as more green-and-gold confetti falls from the
ceiling.)
Freddy Ferdinand: “And his opponent, from Corpus Christi, Texas and weighing in at 181 pounds…. “The Golden Eagle”
Jack Gaither.”
(Grabbing a knucklelock with each other Jackboot uses that opening to fire a short kick to the thigh of Gaither, causing
Gaither to return fire by doing the exact same thing to Jackboot. Keeping his opponent unbalanced, Jack Gaither goes for a
desperation knucklelock armdrag which is blocked by the ripped Jackboot. Jackboot lands an ax handle to the head of Gaither,
dropping him to one knee.)
(But as Jackboot goes in for the advantage Gaither traps him with a dragon-screw arm-whip right through into a short-arm
scissors. Holding on tight to the short-arm scissors Gaither reaches over and transitions that into a double bridging armbar.
Gritting his teeth to lock in the hold Jack Gaither bridges as far forward as he can, forcing Jackboot to inch back on his stomach
and wrap both of his feet against the ropes and force a break.)
(As soon as the two get up Jack rushes his opponent firing a dropkick to the knee, perhaps trying to quickly take away his
foe’s advantages in size and strength. Continuing to fire short kicks to the thigh and knee the “Golden Eagle” is quickly tossed
into the corner where Jackboot goes for a massive forearm which Jack ducks and then again tries to go back to his target of the
knee. But as he comes in Jackboot simply alley-oops him headfirst into the nearest turnbuckle, following that up with a lariat to
the back of the head and then a massive big boot to the face. Pulling up the Texas native by his hair Jackboot then pounds him
with a massive forearm to the head, following that up with a two-handed chokeslam that gets a 2-count.)
(Quickly pressing the advantage Jackboot lands another forearm to the head and then hits a running powerbomb that folds
Jack up in the corner. pressing his advantage further the German picks up the Texan by the hair and goes for a roaring
forearm, only to see the “Golden Eagle” duck out of the way and land a superkick that snaps the head back of his opponent,
following that up with a series of low kicks to the quadriceps. Shooting in amateur-style looking for a leg lace takedown Jack is
caught with a standing front headscissors, and feints as though he is going to go for a powerbomb.)
(But as he goes for the powerbomb Jackboot is distracted by the PWA-Tron flickering to life causing him to drop Jack,
showing Va’aiga beating on Pierce Cavanaugh.)
"Jackboot? JACKBOOT? You watching this? Just remember you asked for this..."
*punch*
"Just because I got my fans don't ever"
*punch*
"EVER"
*punch*
"Mistake me for a nice guy."
*punch*
"BOO-YAH!"
(A fuming Jackboot rolls out of the ring and starts heading up the entrance ramp to find Va‘aiga. Jack Gaither is left yelling
at Jackboot to get back into the ring. Meanwhile the referee has started the 10-count. 1!…2!…3!…4!… Jackboot has disappeared
backstage… 5!…6!…7!…8!….9!…10! The referee calls for the bell and raises Jack Gaither‘s hand in victory)
Freddy Ferdinand: “The winter of the match due to count-out…. The Golden Eagle Jack Gaither.”
TRIPLE THREAT MAIN EVENT
- Elimination -
Jiraiya Kaito vs.. Nighthawk vs. Omar Owens
Written by: Neil
"Oh" by Ciara kicks up and the crowd is instantly whipped into a frenzy. Both Omar Owens steps out from the back all by himself again as Freak Nasty 1 continues to be missing. He looks to be concerned and perhaps might not have his head in this upcoming match-up.
As his opponent stands in the center of the ring the house lights in the arena suddenly fade all the way to black and are quickly replaced by blue and white laser lights which draws 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 ""Holding Out For A Hero (The Harder They Come Intro)" by Emery booms out over the sound speakers as Nighthawk stands at the top of the ramp, raising one finger above his head as his profile is silhouetted in blue smoke. 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 of the song, 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 and walking all the way around the ring to try and get close to as many fans as he possibly can. Getting on the top turnbuckle Nighthawk raises one finger above his head before crouching down in his corner.
A dragon roar is heard over the arena speakers, which causes the lights in the arena to go out. The first eight notes of "G.W.D." by Thee Michelle Gun Elephant blare over the speakers as red lights illuminate the arena. On the next eight notes, blue lights illuminate the arena. ON the next eight notes, the red lights illuminate the arena again. On the next eight, the blues lights shine again. This procedure goes back and forth as the song progresses. But once the lead guitar begins playing, fire explodes from the stage area. At the same time, Jiraiya Kaito is launched from underneath the stage and lands on one knee as the blue and red lights go through a strobe effect, almost seizure-like. With his head hanging down, Jiraiya Kaito stands up while the fans show their appreciation for him. A second or two pass before Jiraiya Kaito finally looks up. He then begins to walk down to the ring with a look of determination on his face, taking notice of the many fans that are lined up along the sides of the entrance ramp. Once at the end of the ramp, Jiraiya Kaito stops walking and stares into the ring. A few more seconds pass before he grabs the middle rope and pulls himself up onto the ring apron. Kaito then walks over to the nearest corner and leaps up onto the top turnbuckle, facing the ring. He holds his hands above his head and brings them together in prayer-mode. He 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 flames to erupt from all four ring posts... two of them with red flames and the other two with blue flames. The lights return to normal as he looks up from his kneeling position. He stands upright and soaks in the admiration from the fans in attendance.
Franks: What a main event we have tonight for you, folks. Omar Owens vs. Nighthawk vs. Kaito, elimination rules!
Quadros: It’s been a heck of a night so far. What better way to end it than have these three beat each other senseless?
Referee Sasha Brown calls for the bell to get this match underway! Ding! The three opponents pace back and forth in their respective corner as the Zurich, Switzerland crowd cheers loudly for each man. Nighthawk calls out Omar Owens, saying they aren’t finished from last week’s tag match. Owens steps up as Nighthawk challenges him in a clench. The two battle back and forth as Kaito roams nearby in anticipation. The tie-up is won by Omar Owens, just like last week, as he pushes Nighthawk back against the ropes. Omar Owens with an Irish whip that ends up getting reversed by Nighthawk. O2 off the ropes on the rebound scouts the arm drag attempt by Nighthawk and negates it with a block and roll around to the backside. German suplex attempt by Owens is blocked by Nighthawk’s foot. High back elbow to the chin by Nighthawk staggers Owens, leaving himself open for Nighthawk to go around the back now. High backdrop attempt by Nighthawk is rolled through by Omar Owens, making him land on his feet. Nighthawk turns around and stands in a defensive pose as he looks down Owens with a respectful nod.
Franks: Omar Owens and Nighthawk just countered each other throughout that whole exchange!
Quadros: Evenly matched I’d say.
The momentary salute of respect between the two is interrupted as Kaito wants to inject himself into this match. He spins Nighthawk around and SLAPS him across the face! Oh! Apparently there’s still some bad blood between these two! Nighthawk rubs his cheek for a moment and retaliates with a knife-edge chop! WHOOO! Kaito replies with a kick to the side of the left leg! Nighthawk almost buckles there but is able to fire off a forearm to the face! Another forearm! Another! He looks for a whip off the ropes but Kaito has a reversal of his own! Here comes Nighthawk…right into an Omar Owens power slam near the center of the ring!
Nighthawk arcs his spine in paid as Owens looks down at his work. Kaito from behind with a precision to the back kidney of Owens! O2 turns around holding his side in pain only to get rocked back with an open-handed strike to the head by Kaito! Follow up rolling wheel kick sends O2 sprawling backwards into a corner! Kaito nips back up and looks for a running boot across the face of O2 in the corner…MISSES! Owens ducked out of the way and Kaito ended up with a leg high up on the turnbuckles. Owens collects Kaito out of the corner with a twisting backdrop that sends the Grand Slammer to the canvass! Owens can barely look at the damage done before Nighthawk chops him across the throat! Nighthawk takes the hands of O2 and tightropes the top rope into an arm drag that sends Owens flying!
Franks: As soon as you get one person off your back, somebody else is jumping on in this match!
Quadros: And as usual Nighthawk has to show off!
Nighthawk is back to his feet and targets a rising Kaito. Knife-edge chop by Nighthawk on Kaito! WHOOO! Arm grabbed by Nighthawk as he goes around the back of Kaito for a wristlock. Kaito attempts a free arm back elbow but Nighthawk ducks that and uses the man’s momentum for a key lock suplex into a bridge! 1!…2!….KICK OUT! Nighthawk works the rising Kaito into a cravate and twists, bringing Kaito down to a knee. However, the implant DDT attempt from the knee by Nighthawk is negated by Kaito. Kaito with a deadlift to put Nighthawk up onto his shoulder into a fireman’s carry. Nighthawk holds the cravate up on Kaito’s shoulders but that doesn’t last long as Kaito twirls in the middle of the ring into a sit-out jawbreaker that sends Nighthawk sprawling to collect his teeth!
Franks: Oh man!
Quadros: Good luck finding a dentist in Zurich at this time of night.
Nighthawk sits up holding his mouth in pain, leaving himself wide open for the follow up dropkick to the face by Kaito! Cover by Kaito! 1!…2!…THRE…KICK OUT!! Stomps by Kaito as he’s looking mighty mean tonight. But here comes Omar Owens with a right hand to Kaito! Another right hook! Left jab! Right hand uppercut by O2 rocks Kaito back into a corner! He climbs to the second turnbuckle and looks out towards the crowd before hammering away on Kaito’s head! ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN counts the crowd! Owens backs off as Kaito wobbles out of the corner right into a follow up fisherman’s suplex by Owens! Cover! 1!…2!…THREE!….NO! KICK OUT says Referee Sasha Brown!!
Franks: Omar Owens has taken control here!
O2 brings Kaito up by the head and grabs Nighthawk by the head as well. He rams both Kaito and Nighthawk’s heads together as the crowd pops! They both wobble in place as O2 looks to buckle their legs for good! Right hand to the face of Kaito! Left hand to the face of Nighthawk! Right to Kaito! Left to Nighthawk! NO! Nighthawk and Kaito both with a double kick to the midsection of Omar Owens! Doubled over O2 gets hoisted into the air for a delayed vertical suplex by Nighthawk and Kaito! The two circle around the ring with Owens in the air, showing him off to the cheering crowd, before dropping him spine first to the mat!
Franks: Kaito and Nighthawk work together for the first time in who knows how long!
Quadros: Can’t be friends forever, Carl.
Isn’t that the truth as Kaito shoots in for a kick on Nighthawk! Caught! Nighthawk spins Kaito around and blasts him with a rolling wheel kick of his own! No cover by Nighthawk! Instead he turns Kaito over into an Indian Deathlock! Kaito grabs his head as he tries to fight the pain! Nighthawk sits back, putting pressure onto the knees of Kaito and perhaps limit those kicks later in the match! Referee Sasha Brown asks Kaito if he wants to give up! NO is the reply as a trickle of blood falls from his mouth! Nighthawk rocks back some more, trying to draw that tap as the crowd goes wild! Referee Brown asks again….NO! Kaito tries reaching out for the ropes but they aren’t there! Nighthawk adds a little more pressure…OH!…Omar Owens comes out of no where with a running senton that takes Nighthawk out! The Indian Deathlock is broken!
O2 collects the dazed Nighthawk with a full nelson slam! He doesn’t forget Kaito though as he grabs the Seiryuu’s legs and begins swinging him around the ring with an airplane spin! Spin! Spin! Around and around we go! Release! Kaito crash lands onto the canvass with some mat burn! Owens continues to be on a roll as he picks up Nighthawk and whips him towards the ropes. Off comes Nighthawk right into a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker by O2! He hooks the leg! 1!…2!…THRE…KICK OUT!!
Franks: Uh oh!
Quadros: Choke him out!
Omar Owens starts to stalk Nighthawk and set him up for the Last Gasp! Nighthawk crawls towards the ropes holding his spine in pain. Owens waits patiently as Nighthawk uses the bottom rope, now the middle rope, and finally the top rope to get to his feet! Owens pounces for the LAST GASP! NO! Nighthawk ducks through, goes around the back for a hammerlock right into a short-armed lariat! Vacuum Twist tends both men to the floor below!
Franks: Oh! Vacuum Twist out of no where!
Quadros: Omar Owens surely didn’t have that on the scouting report!
The two lay motionless on the outside of the ring for a moment as the crowd roars over what just happened. Nighthawk gets to a knee and then he’s up while O2 is still down and out. Nighthawk helps Owens up and blasts him with a forearm to the face. Then all of a sudden the lights get bright as flash photography goes off while Kaito comes out of no where with a running handspring moonsault over the top rope, landing on top of both Nighthawk and Omar Owens! OH! Referee Sasha Brown stands in the middle of the ring with her hands on her head!
Franks: Jiraiya Kaito pulls out the big move in this match-up, Ray!
Quadros: Damn showoffs I tell ya!
A few moments pass as all three men stay down. Finally, Kaito gets up and rubs his leg. He targets Nighthawk and rolls the “Wrestling Machine” back into the ring. He then collects Owens with an STO on the outside of the ring just to make sure he doesn’t interrupt any further. Into the ring comes Kaito with a slingshot Yakuza kick right to the chin of the rising Nighthawk! No cover! Instead, Kaito shows how personal this is as he picks Nighthawk up and drops him with a cross-armed scoop brain buster! Oh! Cover! 1!…2!…….2.999945431313!!
Franks: Oh what a clutch kick out by Nighthawk!
Kaito looks up at Referee Sasha Brown in disbelief. She holds up two fingers! Kaito sits up Nighthawk who is starting to look battered and bruised. Swift kick to the side of the head of Nighthawk! One more cover by Kaito! 1!….2!….THREEEENOOOO!! Another KICK OUT!! Kaito is feeling it now as he helps Nighthawk to his feet. He hops up onto the shoulders of the former Light Heavyweight Champion for a Yoshi Tonic! NO! Nighthawk pulls out a pyramid power bomb from his arsenal!
Franks: A power bomb from Nighthawk?!
Quadros: He may never live it down!
No cover as both men look spent. But Nighthawk looks to keep the pressure on as Kaito looks stunned over what just happened. Nighthawk executes a snap swinging double underhook mat slam he calls the Chi-Town Drop! Now he makes a cover! 1!….2!….THREEEENOOOO!! Kick out again as the crowd pops! Nighthawk wobbles to his feet and knows he has to finish off his former friend. He reaches down to apply the Hangman’s Clutch on Kaito! NO! Omar Owens slides back into the ring and hits Nighthawk in the face with a forearm shiver! Another! Another! O2 whips Nighthawk towards the ropes! Off comes Nighthawk on the rebound right into a face plant by Owens! NO! Kaito is up with a kick to the face of Nighthawk on the other end of the face plant! OH!! Nighthawk has been knocked out cold!
Franks: Shades of Japan Air action there! Samurai Strike!!
Quadros: I can see the lawsuit coming, Carl.
Kaito hooks the leg! ONE!….TWO!….THREE!!!
Ferdinand: Nighthawk has been eliminated from this contest!
Referee Sasha Brown rolls the dazed body of Nighthawk to the side as Kaito and Omar Owens stare each other down. With nothing but respect and pride on the line in this one, the two remaining wrestlers circle around the ring while catching their breathe. Owens is yelling out at Kaito about the STO on the floor a couple minutes ago but Kaito waves him off.
Owens and Kaito lock up to find a winner here. The slightly more fresh Owens wins outright and pushes Kaito back against the ropes. Referee Brown asks for a clean break and gets one from O2 with an Irish whip. Reversed by Kaito! Off the ropes comes Owens and Kaito hops him with a leap frog! Omar runs on through to the ropes again. Kaito looks to catch him on the rebound with a solid right kick but Owens returns with a leaping Thesz Press! Cover by Owens! 1!...2!...THR...KICK OUT!
Back to it they go as Owens lifts up Kaito. Delayed vertical suplex attempt by Owens is countered by Kaito as he rolls through and lands on his feet! Kaito grabs the turning Owens with an arm wringer...follow up kick to the face drops Owens! Kaito runs towards the ropes, rolls on the mat, and pops up with a double stomp onto O2's chest! Cover by Kaito! 1!...2!...THRE...KICK OUT!!
Franks: Kaito could be one more kick away from ending this thing, Ray.
Quadros: I see a JIENDO in Owens future real soon.
Kaito sits Owens up and delivers a solid kick to the small of the back! Owens recoils in pain, leaving himself open for the follow up kick to the chest! Follow up standing moonsault pin by Kaito! 1!....2!.....2.9999313543!! The kicks are taking their toll on Owens but he stays alive! Kaito picks up Owens and tosses him into a corner. Knife-edge chop! WHOOOO! Another by Kaito! WHOOOO! Another! WHOOOO! Kaito grabs O2 by the head and climbs to the second turnbuckle! He attempts a Tornado DDT but Owens pushes him off to the mat with a face plant!
Owens pushes for the advantage as he collects the wobbling Kaito with a German suplex! Owens holds on and rolls through! Another German suplex! O2 continues to hold on and roll through! Another German suplex! Owens continues to hold on, rolling through and planting Kaito into the mat with a finishing fisherman's suplex! Omar Owens is all pumped up as he's going to the top turnbuckle!
Franks: This could be it!
Owens looks out as the flash photography goes off! He jumps with the POSITIVELY BREATHTAKING MOONSAULT! NO! Kaito rolls out of the way and O2 crashes and burns! Both men are down as Referee Brown starts the count! 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! Kaito battles to a knee while holding his back! 7! Now Owens is starting to stir! 8! NIN-! Kaito picks up Owens and cracks him in the spine with a kick! Follow up chop by Kaito! WHOOO! And he's got him as he pulls Owens in for the JIENDO!! No! Desperation elbows to back of Kaito's head by Owens to break free! Kaito fires a wild kick to regain momentum! Caught by Owens into a spinning heel kick of his own!
Franks: Owens catches Kaito with a kick!
Quadros: Who knew?
Omar Owens begins to stalk the dazed Kaito from behind. He urges Kaito to his feet! Kaito gets up and leaves himself wide open! Omar Owens catches him from behind with the LAST GASP choke out! The crowd roars as Kaito's eyes go wide in desperation! Omar has it sunk in deep as Kaito tries to wiggle him off! That's a no go as Kaito's face starts to turn red! He falls to a knee for one last stand but it's too late! Blood starts to come out of Kaito's mouth and hit the mat like he has internal bleeding!
Franks: Kaito is bleeding from the mouth again!
Quadros: Disgusting.
Kaito's body falls to the canvass, limp as O2 continues to hold on. Referee Sasha Brown waves for the bell as Kaito is rendered unconscious! DING! DING! DING! The crowd pops for Omar Owens as he releases the Last Gasp!
Ferdinand: Here is t he winner of this match....OMAR OWWWWENS!
"Oh" kicks up as O2 celebrates his victory while Referee Sasha Brown revives Kaito. The blood continues to run from his mouth onto the floor. As Omar Owens continues to celebrate, out steps Freak Nasty 1 from the back looking to be unharmed by Jason Sandman's kidnapping! Owens eyes go wide and he grins as Freak Nasty 1 slides into the ring. Owens and Freak hug in the middle of the ring like long lost friends!
Franks: Sandman has released Freak Nasty 1!
Quadros: Oh isn't that just grand? A happy ending for all! Yuck...
Franks: Wait!
As Nighthawk walks back to the locker room at the end of his match with Jiraiya Kaito and Omar Owens the lights in the building suddenly flicker off one by one until the entire arena is bathed in darkness. When the lights come back on Ryan Shane is standing behind Nighthawk with a look of pure malice and hatred on his face, and holding a steel chair in his hand. Turning around the “Wrestling Machine” gets drilled on the top of the head three straight times with the chair, causing him to roll out of the ring out on his feet. but as he continues to stagger back towards the locker room area Ryan lands another flurry of chairshots to the back of his neck, waiting until Nighthawk is down to his knees before finishing him off with one massive chairshot and leaving through the curtain with the “Master of 1000 Holds” unconscious on the ramp.
Franks: Damn it! Ryan Shane with a cowardly act on Nighthawk! There's no need for this!
Quadros: Ha! Those were some of the greatest chair shots I've ever seen! Everything Ryan Shane does is gold!
Franks: Vow 2 is only a few weeks away and things are really starting to pick up here! For my collegue Ray Quadros, I'm Carl Franks! We'll see you next week for Violation 59 in Italy!
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