"Hatred, Personified!"

May 2nd, 2008

Live on from Adelphia Colliseum - Nashville, Tennessee

Pyros open up another exciting edition of Friday Night Rampage!  Brian Rentfro and Jon McDaniel are at the table at ringside, and the fans are riled up to see a hell of a show!

McDaniel: What a week it's been, Brian!  Revolutions Per Minute was amazing, and the Rampage that aired the week after was huge!

Rentfro: We showed two PPVs, had five live matches and scored our highest ratings YET! 

McDaniel: Raizzor is still the PWA World Champion, and will be facing the Rumble winner, Lex Demise at High Stakes!

Rentfro: Enika is back in force, and will get a chance to fight for the PWA IC title at the PPV as well!

McDaniel: But let's get to the action now!  Our number one contender, Lex Demise, will be stepping into that very ring, to take on a former PWA World Champion in Project X!

Rentfro: He may be the official number one contender, but to get past Project X will take some sort of miracle!



Lights go black and a single spotlight lights up the arena entryway.

Eric Emerson: Ladies and Gentlemen, the opening match of the evening is scheduled for one fall, with a twenty minute time limit!  Introducing first, making his way to the ring....

"Exile" by Soilwork plays over the PA. Upon the opening words of the song, a man clad in a black trench coat and jeans enters the arena, surveying the ring. His long sandy hair is no longer dyed. A Jack Skellington ski cap covers his brow. Eyes hidden behind black-rimmed Oakleys, he sniffs once and strokes his chin before idly making his way down the ring, seemingly disinterested by the whole affair.

Eric Emerson: From Eastern Kentucky....weighing in at 266 pounds...Lex Demise!

The man stops halfway as he seems to be looking for someone or something at his side. A long forgotten figure. She's not there, never is. Slowly he moves into the ring, removing his glasses and ski cap. The light catches a reflection off his glass eye, firmly entrenched in his left eye socket. He removes his trench coat and leans back in the corner, uninterested in the rest of the world around him.

Eric Emerson: And introducing his opponent... weighing in at 352 pounds... Project-X!

The house lights drop and are taken over by the illumination of red strobe lights that dance about the PWA ramp. "Hysteria" by Muse hits the PA system as a bright white light blasts out from the back, against this light the outline of Project X can be made as he jogs on the spot, preparing himself for the task ahead. When the music reaches its peak, he bursts forth in a rush of energy and launches his chokeslamming arm up into the air as a jet of pyro launches up behind him. He then makes his way to the ring with a purposeful walk.

The referee calls for the bell to begin the match, and the two men step into the center of the ring. Project-X tries to hook up with his opponent, but Lex Demise slips under the grab, driving several fists into his adversary's midsection. P-X swings around to level Demise with a huge clothesline then begins stomping on his fallen adversary. Lex executes a double-leg takedown and floats over to apply a side-headlock, driving punches into his foe's head. P-X powers back to his feet and throws Lex Demise into the ropes, nailing him with a big boot. Project-X begins choking out his opponent on the ropes, finally relenting as the official reaches the count of four.

Rentfro: If there was any doubt that this match would be a brawl, they've been immediately resolved.

McDaniel: As Lex showed at RPM against Riona Langly, he is capable of technical wrestling as well, something we've yet to ever see from Project-X.

Project-X begins putting the boots to Lex Demise once more. Lex Demise grabs his foe's leg to execute a dragon whip, sending P-X tumbling to the canvas. Demise grabs his opponent's leg to apply a standing ankle lock. The referee asks Project-X if he wishes to submit, but silence is his only response. P-X grunts as he powers out of the hold, sending Lex through the ropes to the ringside floor. Project-X rolls out of the ring after him, quickly picking up the camera cables to choke out his adversary. The official reprimands P-X and begins the count.

Rentfro: Lex Demise rakes P-X in the eyes to break free of the choke and whips him towards the steel ring post.

McDaniel: Project-X bounces off and glares at the post as Lex runs in with a running forearm aimed at the back of P-X's head... but P-X sidesteps out of the way! Demise crashes into the steel!

Rentfro: Project-X locks Lex Demise into a bear hug and charges the ring, driving Demise's back into the apron before tossing him back into the ring.

Project-X slides back inside the ring, going after his adversary, and is caught by a flying knee strike to the forehead from Lex. As P-X stumbles from the blow, Demise fires a crescent kick straight into the big man's mouth, dropping him. Lex Demise locks in a sharpshooter on his opponent. Project-X curls his hands into claws as he fights against the pain and slowly drags himself towards the ropes. Lex Demise smirks and shakes his head, dragging P-X back into the center of the ring. Once again the referee asks Project-X if he wishes to submit. P-X tosses the official aside as he claws his way forward to grab the ropes, forcing Lex to release the hold.

Rentfro: Twice now Demise has targeted Project-X's legs with a submission hold.

McDaniel: Lex Demise is a cunning wrestler. He knows that taking P-X to the mat eliminates his power base.

Lex Demise shoots a hook kick to Project-X's leg. He does this a second time, almost making the leg buckle. P-X suddenly pounces Demise, taking him down with a wicked western lariat that nearly takes Lex's head off. Project-X whips his foe into the ropes, catching him with the Crop Circle and covering for the pin.


Demise immediately pops his shoulder up from the mat. Project-X drags Lex back to his feet when Lex nails a low blow kick. As P-X doubles over Lex Demise drops him with an impailer DDT, bouncing his opponent's head off the canvas. P-X begins to rise, and Lex drills a dropkick squarely into his face. Once again Project-X begins to rise. Lex Demise takes his adversary down with a snap suplex. P-X sits up, only to be floored by a running knee strike from his foe.

Rentfro: What does it take to keep this man down? He's a monster!

McDaniel: Lex Demise has to be wondering that very thing right now.

Demise frowns sternly as Project-X pushes himself back to his feet once more. Lex moves in on his adversary, lifting him into the air as he looks for a reverse brain buster. P-X powers his way back to his feet, however, and grabs his foe by the throat. Before Project-X can execute the Probe, Lex Demise spins around to take him down with an arm drag into a Fujiwara arm bar. P-X tries to power his way back to his feet again, but Lex increases the torsion on his foe's arm, wrenching on the hold sadistically. Once more the referee gets into Project-X's face asking if he wishes to give up. This time P-X gives an answer, cursing out by the official and his opponent.

Rentfro: Project-X fights against the pain being inflicted on his arm, now using Demise's own hold to press Lex's shoulders to the mat.

McDaniel: Lex Demise refuses to go out like that, however, and releases the hold on the count of one to avoid being pinned.

Project-X backs off from his foe, stalking his man as Lex flips back to his feet. P-X nails Demise with a wicked elbow smash to the temple then tosses him into the corner. P-X begins bouncing his foe's head off the top turnbuckle... middle turnbuckle... bottom turnbuckle, then lays Lex Demise across the bottom rope throat-first as he stands on his adversary's back, choking him. The referee orders P-X back, and Project-X relents, stepping away... then spins around to hit a huge splash on Lex Demise. Tossing Lex onto the canvas Project-X climbs the turnbuckles, leaping off with the Crash Landing across the back of Lex Demise's neck.

Rentfro: Project-X makes the cover.




McDaniel: Lex Demise gets his foot into the ropes for the save!

As Demise climbs back to his feet, P-X sends him back down again with a shoulder tackle. Project-X grinds the sole of his boot into his adversary's face then drops a knee into the bridge of Lex's nose, busting him open. Lex Demise's eyes flash as a sick smile spreads across his features. As P-X reaches down to pull Demise to his feet, Lex spins P-X's mask around backwards, blinding him. Lex tosses Project-X out of the ring and slips out after him. P-X adjusts his mask and gets to his feet, looking around for his adversary. Lex Demise makes his presence known by a chair shot to his foe's back. Project-X spins around, glaring, only to get the chair rammed into his ribs before having it slam down on his head. Lex Demise drops his opponent with the Moonshine down onto the chair.

Rentfro: A little payback for earlier in the match when Project-X took advantage of Demise on the floor.

McDaniel: Payback's a bitch, and Lex is one mean son of a bitch.

Lex Demise forces P-X back to his feet, rolling him back into the ring before sliding in after him. Lex covers for the pin, and the ref drops to make the count.




McDaniel: Is that it? Did Lex Demise win??

Rentfro: No, the referee is telling the time keeper to not ring the bell! Amazingly enough Project-X managed to get his shoulder up at the last possible moment. It was so close the ref couldn't stop his hand from hitting the mat.

McDaniel: The match continues! But for how much longer??

Lex Demise is confused about the call and asks the referee about it. Once he understands the decision he returns his attention to his opponent, hunkering down in preparation of the Silver Bullet. As Project-X gets to his feet, Lex charges forward to deliver a spine-shattering spear! Unfortunately, Project-X pulls the referee in front of him to take the blow! P-X grabs Lex Demise by the throat, going for the Probe, but Demise kicks him between the legs to thwart those plans. Lex hauls his foe into the air into a vertical suplex position then plants him into the canvas with the Sinner's End!

Rentfro: Wait, who's that coming in through the crowd??

McDaniel: It's Raizzor!

Lex Demise tries to rouse the referee, realizing he can't win this match without an official to make the three count. Raizzor slides into the ring behind Lex and takes him down with a wicked clothesline to the back of the neck. The PWA World Champion picks up Demise and executes the tombstone shoulder breaker! Raizzor slips out of the ring, a slow smile on his face as another ref rushes into the ring. Project-X rises up, blinking and confused as to why Demise is down, before he sees Raizzor on the outside.  He glares at him, but scrapes up the remains of Demise and hits the Probe, ensuring that he will stay down as he covers!





Eric Emerson: Ladies and Gentlemen, here is your winner….PROJECT X!!

Rentfro: What a cheap way to win! Come on!!

Raizzor actually nods his approval, and Project X leaves the ring without so much as a backwards glance.  Raizzor, meanwhile, slides back in and looks down on Demise, who begins to stir.

McDaniel: Already Raizzor has made a statement, now he plans to add an exclamation point!

Demise stumbles up, his back turned and he shakes his head and turns around, and takes a step back as Raizzor gives him the evil eye.  Enraged, Demise collides with Raizzor and the arena goes wild as the Champ and Number One contender begin brawling tooth and nail!  Immediately, officials run down and try to separate the two, but they will have none of it.  Raizzor brakes away from his ‘captors’ and dives into the sea of ref shirts to get his hands on Demise and they spill out of the ring.

Rentfro: Man, these two do not have any patience to wait for High Stakes!

Again, they are separated but seconds later Demise rips away and pushes through to give away some more lefts and rights to Raizzor’s face, backing him to the ring post.  Demise swings but Raizzor ducks and he ends up punching the post.  Demise growls in pain, and turns as Raizzor swings and Demise ducks and Raizzor joins him in sharing a steel knuckle buzz.  The refs finally get them a part enough so they just stare evilly at each other.

McDaniel: What is it going to take to get these two apart??

Suddenly, Chamelion appears on stage with a mic.

Chamelion: Enough of this!!  Raizzor, bro?  Look, I cannot have you coming out here and causing these kind of problems!  Demise SO had that match won, but for some reason you felt it necessary to put your nose where it doesn’t belong!

He pauses, shaking his head.

Chamelion: But it seems to me, that this is a situation that won’t be able to be controlled for two weeks…. So guess what?  Tonight, you are going to be in that ring, brother…. And you and Demise are going to fight one on one!! 

The crowd roars!

Chamelion: AND, to be sure that you follow the rules, I’m going to make sure that the referee that officiates this match won’t take any of either of yours bullshit.  ME!!

Rentfro: Chamelion is going to ref the match!? WOW!

Chamelion: And ya know what?  Let's put the PWA World title on the line!! And if you break any rules, bro, the title WILL CHANGE HANDS!!!!!!!!

McDaniel: WHOAH!!! NO WAY!

The crowd pops huge at this announcement, a world title match on Rampage!! Raizzor glares at his brother, and Demise smiles darkly, nodding.

Chamelion: And if so much as one of you lays a hand on the other before that bell rings later, I will deal some serious damage, GOT IT!?

Chamelion turns and stalks off, and the two combatants stare at each other as we go to commercial break

What ya want? A posted show or for me to make commercials??

The cameras go to the back once more and Circa is standing by with Toshi Yang. Circa clears her throats before letting the Television Championship hang off of her left shoulder.

Circa: “Hey Toshi… I just wanted to say sorry about last week… Sometimes I can’t control it…”

Toshi: “That is alright, how do you feel this week after winning the Television Championship?”

Circa: “I feel great! It is awesome to have this belt. And for the fans out there…!”

The crowd cheers at the mention of them.

Circa: “I will keep this belt! I guaren-damn-tee it!”

Circa WOOs herself up and walks away.

Toshi: “That was the Punjabi-“

Circa goes back for another slap to the ass before running.

Toshi: “What is her problem!? Does she like the Oriental girls?”


Eric Emerson: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the PWA Television Championship!

Huge pop!

Eric Emerson: Introducing first, the challenger, being lead to the ring be Necromancer, he hails from Parts Unknown, and weighs in at 210lbs, here is The Grim Reaper!!!!!

Tr_Qui_Confidunt(a Gregorian Chant)  begins playing, barely heard at first, then the chanting becomes louder and louder. The smoky fog flows in from everywhere, the backstage, under the ring, the ceiling, and with the lights barely lit, the smoky fog is impenetrable. The figure of a man stands at the top of the entrance ramp as bolts of lightning strike around the arena. The figure slowly walks down the ramp, behind the boney form of his manager, who is carrying a human skull. The Grim Reaper is hooded in the darkest black robe, his face is hidden by the hood and he is carrying a long handled sickle. The walk is slow and purposeful and seems to take forever; however upon reaching the ring, he climbs into the ring and stands in the center of the ring. Necro Mancer raises his hands and brings them down slowly; simultaneously, the lights brighten and the music stops. With deliberate slowness, Necro Mancer removes Reaper's robe and places it on the ring apron afterwards, he places the sickle on top of the clothing. Grim Reaper then turns to face the entrance ramp, thus, his opponent. Necro Mancer slides out of the ring and turns to face the Grim Reaper, ready to control him through the match.

Eric Emerson: And his opponent, she hails from Multan, Pakistan, and she is the current PWA Television Champion, Circa!!!!!!!!

"Sleepless" by HellTrain hits and the strobe lights hit in quick fashion, they spin and twirl in a circle around the ring, before focusing in on the entrance way. Circa comes out of the entrance way and begins to head bang a few times to the music before stretching and jumping a bit. She dances to the ring and high fives fans on either side before jumping on the apron. She steps through the middle rope and goes to the closest turnbuckle, raising both of her arms up in the air. She jumps off the turnbuckle and slips off her PWA TV title, handing it to the ref.

McDaniel: Circa looks pumped up for this match!

Rentfro: I know I’m pumped up for Circa!

McDaniel: I should be used to you by now!  Here we go!

The bell rings as Grim Reaper and Circa lock up in the middle of the ring   Grim Reaper forces Circa down into a headlock but Circa powers out and shoves Grim Reaper to the ropes  Grim Reaper then bounces off the ropes as Circa lowers her head to deliver a back drop but Grim Reaper stops and nails Circa with a DDT down to the mat  Grim Reaper then covers Circa  




Rentfro: It’s too early to try for a pin, Grim Reaper seems to want to end this match early!

Grim Reaper then picks up Circa and scoop slams her down to the mat in front of the corner  Grim Reaper then jumps up onto the top rope and moonsaults himself on top of Circa and covers  




McDaniel: Circa is giving up both height and weight in this match, but she won’t go down easily!

Rentfro: She goes down? How do you know!

McDaniel Groans!

Grim Reaper is now starting to get frustrated! !  Grim Reaper then picks Circa up and whips her into the ropes!  Grim Reaper then goes for a clothesline but Circa ducks it and runs into the ropes and rebounds to nail Grim Reaper with a cross body into a cover  



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Rentfro: That took  Grim Reaper by surprise!

McDaniel: A lot of covers early in this match, as both competitors are trying to steal early wins!

Circa starts stomping Grim Reaper on the mat but Grim Reaper grabs Circa's leg and trips her up.  Grim Reaper rises and executes a swinging neck breaker on Circa!

Rentfro: Ouch! A crucial blow to the champion! Heh, I said blow!

McDaniel: Don’t make me throw you out again!

Grim Reaper goes over to pick Circa up but suddenly Circa rolls up Grim Reaper as the ref counts  



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McDaniel: Once again Circa pulled a surprise pin out of nowhere and nearly won the match!

Rentfro: That just goes to show that  Grim Reaper could dominate this whole match but one surprise move by Circa can end it if Grim Reaper is not careful!

Outside, Necromancer has begun a chant, riling up his man.  Grim Reaper gets mad and really takes it out on Circa with kicks, stomps and punches  Grim Reaper picks Circa up and connects with a crescent kick that sends Circa through the ropes to the outside of the ring  

McDaniel: This could get dangerous!

Grim Reaper whips Circa into the steel post but she reverses the move and Grim Reaper connects, bounces off and Circa catches Grim Reaper with a vicious clothesline and nearly takes his  head off!  Circa picks up Grim Reaper and rolls him into the ring and covers  




Rentfro: Even with all that, Reaper is still going strong!  What’s with Necro chanting anyway!??

Circa goes to the apron and climbs up onto the top rope as Grim Reaper gets back up.  Circa  goes for a flying cross body on Grim Reaper but he catches her in mid air and brings her down with a painful back breaker  Grim Reaper picks Circa up and sits her up on the top rope and nails her with a superplex  Grim Reaper then covers Circa!  



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McDaniel: Grim Reaper almost had it won with that superplex He seems stronger then at the beginning of the match!

Grim Reaper glares at the ref, but covers Circa again.  




Grim Reaper turns on the referee, his anger rising and while his back is turned, Circa recovers and spins Grim Reaper around to nail him with a kick to the midsection and then executes a fisherman’s suplex pin!  




McDaniel: Pin after pin, I’m getting dizzy!

Circa goes to pick up Grim Reaper only for him to perform a roll up as the ref goes down to count !



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Rentfro: The longer this match goes on, the better chance Circa has of winning it! She’s outlasting the big man’s efforts!

Grim Reaper pounds his fists against the mat in frustration as he picks Circa up and sits her up on the top rope!  Grim Reaper climbs up with her and nails a hurricanrana and goes down to cover but this time he puts his feet on the ropes for leverage and the ref does not see it as he goes down to count  




McDaniel: Even the feet didn’t give him the win!

Rentfro:  Circa isn’t letting go the fact she finally earned her first title, Reaper’s going to have to do better if he wants to overcome the champion!

Grim Reaper pulls Circa up, determined to finish her off, and rears back to pummel her with the Soul-Stopper, but Circa breaks from his grasp, sidesteps him and the momentum sends him forward. Circa takes the advantage and hits a solid knee lift into Grim Reaper’s gut.  As the big man bends and grunts, Circa grabs him and delivers the Flatliner!  She covers, hooking the leg and rolling him up tight!





McDaniel: Out of nowhere! Circa comes through!~

Rentfro: I almost didn’t even see it happen!

Eric Emerson: The winner of the match, and STILL PWA TELEVISION CHAMPION, CIRCA!!!!

Circa rolls out quickly and grabs her belt, grinning as she backs up the stage. Necromancer has entered the ring, and is chanting to bring Grim Reaper back to life, while glaring darkly at Circa’s retreating form.

McDaniel: I doubt we’ll see the end of this.  Reaper nearly pulled off the win, and he’s going to be seeking retribution soon enough!

Rentfro: Bah, go see Raizzor, or Demise… they’ll teach this newbie a thing about darkness!


Submission Only Match

Eric Emerson: "Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is set for one fall, the match can only end when a wrestler taps out. The match is for the Grizzly Beer Championship. Introducing first hailing from Houston, Texas he stands at 6'10" and weighed in this morning at 295 pounds the challenger... Scott Nash Strader.

The lights in the arena dim as the opening riff of “5 Minutes Alone” hit’s the p.a. system. The PWAtron lights up with a headshot of Scott Nash Strader
looking down, with his blondish hair hanging in his face. He slowly lifts his head as the words to the song begin.

##I see you had your mind all made up you group of Pitiful liars.
Before I woke to face the day, your master Plan transpired.
Something told me- this job had more to Meet the eye.
My song is not believed?
My words some- What deceiving? Now I'm unwhole.##

Scott Nash Strader steps out from behind the curtain he closes eyes and looks upwards.

##But you can't crush the kingdom

Can't be what your idols are. Can't leave the scar.
You cry for compensation. I ask you please just give us...##
Scott begins his descent down to the ring.
##5 minutes alone##
##5 minutes alone##
##5 minutes alone##

Scott leans back as he grabs onto the ring ropes to pull himself up. He steps over the top rope and leans back in the corner waiting for the bell.

McDaniel: "Look at the determination on Scott's face tonight; neither of the two competitors have ever tapped out in their careers."

Rentfro: "That's right, we are set for one hell of a match here tonight for the Grizzly Beer championship."

Eric Emerson: "Now ladies and gentlemen, hailing from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania standing 5'9" and weighing in at 142 pounds, she is the Celestial Trigger, the Grizzly Beer Champion, she is Riona Langly.

A soft pinging noise fills the speakers, moving across the arena as the lights flicker along with it. As the pinging comes to a stop, the lights in the
arena shut off completely, and orchestral intro to "Planet Hell" by Nightwish begins. The crowd doesn't really know what to think as images of angels and
death flash across the screen, superimposed with flashes of ring action. The lights begin to flicker along with the beat of the drums. And without a warning,
the music stops and a massive explosion of red pyro goes off on both sides of the entrance ramp as the guitars kick in most mightily, the lights coming
back on with a fury. Blue lasers fly about the arena as Marco Hietala begins singing.

### Denying the lying ###
### A million children fighting ###
### For lives in strife ###
### For hope beyond the horizon ###

The lasers switch to a reddish hue as Tajra begins to sing....

### A dead world ###
### A dark path ###
### Not even crossroads to choose from ###
### All the blood red carpets before me ###
### Behold this fair creation of God ###

As Tajra's pace and the music calm down considerably, a spotlight bursts out from in front of the curtain as a figure slowly makes its way out in front
of it, head tilted down. The figure stops just in front of the light, head tilted down. Her long, black hair flows over her shoulders, bangs at the front
hiding her face as she silhouettes herself on the light.

### My only wish to leave behind ###
### All the days of the earth ###
### An everyday hell of my kingdom come ###

The woman slowly lifts her head up, hair hanging down over her face and obscuring most of it. Finally, as the second of the song begins, she throws her
arms out to the side in a crucifix pose and flicks her head back, her hair flying back over her shoulders and revealing her face.  A huge pop occurs as
a stream of silver sparks fall from the screen above her, the light behind her blacking out.  She ignores any sort of minor pain that the sparks would
be causing her as three silver fireworks shoot off from the top of the tron to fly off and hit sets above the ring, causing minor explosions and the lasers
to switch back to blue.

### The first rock thrown again ###
### Welcome to hell, little Saint ###
### Mother Gaia in slaughter ###
### Welcome to paradise soldier ###

Riona drops her pose and paces each side of the entrance ramp, mentally preparing herself for the match as she loosens her muscles up a bit with a little

### My first cry never-ending ###
### All life is to fear for life ###
### You fool, you wanderer ###
### You challenged the gods and lost ###

Riona returns to the middle of the entranceway and begins to make her way down the ramp as silver sparks suddenly fly up from either side of the entrance
ramp to shower down over her, creating a tunnel of sorts due to the arching shape. Riona's typical neutral gaze not showing much of her thoughts towards
the crowd.  The arching shape keeps her from specifically reaching out for high fives, but she doesn't bother to stop the few pats on the back she gets
through the tunnel of sparks. Riona stops at the bottom of the ramp as the sparks finally dissipate, looking up into the ring for a few moments before
walking over to and up the stairs. She quickly climbs up to the top turnbuckle and snaps off a crucifix pose as silver pyro shoots up from the other three
turnbuckles with a loud pop as soon as the chorus begins.

### Save yourself a penny for the ferryman ###
### Save yourself and let them suffer ###
### In hope ###
### In love ###
### This world ain't ready for The Ark ###

She holds the pose there while the chorus goes on, the lasers finally ending. Finally, Riona lowers her arms and hops down into to her corner, doing some
last minute stretches and getting ready for the match as the lights return to normal.

Rentfro:"Look at the determination on Riona's face McDaddy."

McDaniel: "Don't ever call me McDaddy again and yes, I see the determination."

Rentfro: "We are in for a match here tonight because neither of these two wrestlers have ever tapped out and that is the only way to win the match."

McDaniel: "You know that sounds sort of familiar, like maybe you stole it from someone, namely me."

Rentfro: "Yeah, it sounded so good that I had to. Let’s get to the action here."

The referee has both wrestlers in the middle of the ring and has explained the rules to each of them. He takes the title from Riona and holds it up for the crowd to see before handing the belt to a ringside technician.

ding ding ding

McDaniel: "We are under way and Riona wastes no time in taking SNS down with a headlock."

Rentfro: "But look at the power of Strader powering up from the mat, he knows if Riona hits her Pain Killer Hypermix, it could be over."

Grunts and groans can be heard from the ring as Strader powers up from the headlock takedown. Both wrestlers get back to a vertical base. Strader turns his body and picks up Riona while being in a headlock and brings her down with an atomic drop breaking the hold.

McDaniel: "Smart move there by Strader to get out of that hold."

Rentfro: "Ah, he just wanted to touch her fine ass, that's all."

McDaniel: "I've warned you before and I'll warn you again, not that it does any good."

Strader throws Riona into the ropes and takes her down with a clothesline. Strader climbs up to the top rope and dives onto Riona's head.

McDaniel: "Oh that has to hurt and Riona's nose is bleeding this early in the match."

Rentfro: "Like a true predator, Strader smells the blood and is already setting up for the kill."

Scott hooks Riona's feet under his arms and picks her up effectively slamming her head down into the mat 5 times.

McDaniel: "That is the Cherry Whiskey Bomb, it hasn't been used that effectively in a long time."

Rentfro: "Well, the opponent didn't get their face caved in from a top rope knee before getting it used on them either."

Scott flips Riona and steps over her to apply a STF, but instead of a chin lock, he slaps on a Dragon Sleeper.

Rentfro: "Life of the Party, this match is over before it even began good."

McDaniel: "It definitely could be over... but wait, Riona has made it to the ropes and Scott must break the hold."

Referee: "Break the hold 1.... 2.... 3... 4...."

Scott breaks the hold just to pull Riona back into the middle of the ring and applies the hold again. Before Scott can synch in the sleeper portion of the Life of the Party Riona flips and pushes Scott off her body.

Riona is up in a flash charging at Scott. He is surprised and they both began trading blows in the corner. Blood is pouring from Riona's nose but it seems to be giving her more determination.

McDaniel: "Strader is at a disadvantage here because Riona knows many more submissions than Strader does."

Rentfro: "You mean to tell me that a Strader doesn't know a wrestling hold, I'll never believe it. I also do believe that would be the reason that Riona chose a tap out match instead of another type of match, after she is the Grizzly Beer champion and is able to determine the type of match it is."

Riona flips Strader to the mat and begins to sadistically attack his knees. She lifts his right leg and kicks away at the side of the kneecap. Strader is in huge amounts of pain and begins to crawl for the ropes. Riona stomps on the back of his left leg and grabs the left foot. She drags him back to the middle of the ring, where she continues to attack both knees of Strader. Scott is writhing on the mat in pain.

McDaniel: "It appears that the stomp to the back of Strader's knee has done some major damage there."

Rentfro: "I will agree, SNS does appear to be in a huge amount of pain. But he is a Strader and he just will not give up."

McDaniel: "Well Riona did say that she would target a body part and make it her bitch and that seems to be exactly what she is doing."

Back in the ring Scott has made it to the ropes again and Riona has broken the hold. She lifts SNS up and kicks him in the stomach and plants him with a basic ddt to the canvas. Riona turns SNS over and places his legs on the middle rope. Strader seems to be out cold and definitely unable to fight back.

McDaniel: "What is she doing here?"

Rentfro: "Simply taking out the competition, she is immobilizing SNS, if he can't stand, he can't fight."

Riona jumps to the top rope and dives off and right across Strader's knees.

SNS: "Ohhh shit!!!"

The crowd is chanting "Oh My God, Oh My God!"

Rentfro: "I think she just broke one of his legs if not both. Did you see how his legs bent?"

McDaniel: "Yeah, I did and knees aren't supposed to bend that way. Someone stop this match, it is utter lunacy, that was un called for."

Scott is dragged to the middle of the ring. Riona looks at the legs and decides to take the more injured of the two and wraps SNS in one of her many submissions, the figure four leg lock. Riona sits up and falls back numerous times to maximize the pressure on the injured kneecap. Strader is yelling out in pain.

Rentfro: "I think she is fixing to retain her title, look at Scott's eyes, they are beginning to glaze over the pain is unbearable. Looks like he will be staying in the hospital again this week too."

McDaniel: "How can he stand the pain, look at what his kneecap is doing, it wasn't supposed to bend that way."

Riona holds the figure four leg lock in for 5 minutes with SNS constantly screaming through the pain that he wasn't going to tap. The sweat is pouring off of Strader's forehead and he falls back, laying on the canvas.  The ref doesn't score the pinfall, due to the rules, but Strader seems to have passed out!  The ref turns and calls for the bell!

ding ding ding

McDaniel: "Nash didn't tap, he didn't tap!."

Rentfro: "He wouldn't give up for anything!  But the pain became too much and he passed out!! He never gave up, but he's still lost the match.

McDaniel: "I am not so sure he will ever be able to walk again, look at the poor man's legs. SNS should have tapped to save himself!"

Riona breaks the hold after the bell ring; Scott lays there, breathing heavily as his eyes flicker open.

Eric Emerson: "The winner of the match and still PWA Grizzly Beer Champion, The Celestial Trigger, Riona Langly."

A ring technician hands the belt to the referee through the bottom rope. The referee turns, with the belt in hand, and hands Riona her title. She takes it and looks down at Strader, shaking her head but seemingly with a touch of respect.  She slides out of the ring as officials come down to help Scott.

Rentfro: I'm just getting word from backstage that Joe Boxer has been quick to grant Strader his rightful rematch at High Stakes, since he never tapped!

McDaniel: They'll go at it AGAIN!!  Oh man!

Rentfro: But that means... that it could be Riona, Scott or President Chamelion that will decide the stipulations!  Who knows WHAT we'll see in two weeks! We've got more action after these commercial breaks!

There's a time in every man's life when he has to step up.

Corey Lazarus barely gets his shoulder up following a second one of Raizzor's Tombstone Shoulderbreaker, and the PWA World champion looks on amazed. Corey rolls over to his stomach, the blood pouring out of his forehead staining the mat.

Demise: Laz is fighting on instinct alone. He's lost so much blood that it's not even funny.


There's a time when he has to prove his worth.

Enika Engel dangels, a hand on the top rope and her feet inches above the ringside floor. Lex Demise notices this and quickly sweeps her legs away, causing her to break her hold on the top rope and fall to the floor.

McDaniel: Demise does it!! He wins the Rumble!!


When he has to defy the odds.

Kyle Stevenson leaps off the top rope, nailing his Shooting Star Leg Drop - HELL FREEZES OVER - to the back of Fire's head. Stevenson quickly gets to a knee, rolling Fire over, and then covers her for the three count.

Rentfro: How in the blue blazes?! WHAT THE...!!?!?!?!?


And now, more than ever...

Vicious flies off the tall stack of crates towards Matthew Engel and the suspended pallet he lays atop of, but Virus rolls out of the way as Vicious crashes through the pallet, Engel tumbling down and landing on top of him.

Rentfro: DID YOU SEE THAT?!?!


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The cameras go backstage following the commercial break, where Corey Lazarus walks along, Gregory Price by his side, smoking a cigarette. The black cast remains on his right hand, and Corey takes a glance down at it quick as he turns a corner, bumping chest-to-chest with Lex Demise.

Corey just stares directly at Demise, looking right into the number one contender's eyes. He brings the cigarette to his lips, taking a drag.

Demise: You have something to say, Laz?

Corey blows the smoke from his drag right into Demise's face, and then smirks. He lowers his silver-rimmed Ray Ban's down to the tip of his nose, shrugging his shoulders, and then walks away. Demise stares down at Corey and Price as they walk away.



Eric Emerson: Ladies and Gentlemen… this match is scheduled for one fall and is for the 1# contendership for the Tag team titles…

The crowd is silent for a few moments… then… a sound line creases the ADCtron as the opening to “Come out and play” by the offsprings begins to play… then for half a second the music goes silent… and the crowd hears…

“You gotta keep them separated!”

Red and white pyro goes off on the stage and Sparklers begin to rain down on the stage as McNasty and Alex Wilkie both walk out… wearing furry vests, one with “NASTY” written on the back, for McNasty, and the other had “Grade A” Written on the back for Alex, both men nod at each other and run down to the ring, they roll under the bottom rope, they go up to the nearest ring post and pose for the fans, then hop down as the music fades away and they wait for their opponent…

Rentfro: Man, After all the battle of words these teams have been having this week, I’m sure Grade A Nastyness is read to kill!

Jon McDaniel: I wouldn’t be surprised…

A loud guitar riff hits the PWA P.A system and begins to pick up speed, until the voice of Dropkick Murphys begin singing
"You say its because we're boisterous
You hate us 'cause we got our dignity "

Eric Emerson:
At a total combined weight of 295 pounds, originally from Dublin, Ireland ; now making their home in Boston, Massachusetts, and supposed former members of the IRA, they claim to be the only true Irish tag-team in the PWA.... The O'Connor Boys.

The identical twin brothers walk down to the ring. Both men have two pieces of McNasty’s old car in his hands… Behind them the Irish National Flag waves in a breeze on the PWA Big Screen. They stare at the ring and seem to be prepared for any kind of fight.

"We stand together so proud and strong
This is a place where we belong "
"We got loyal friends
We keep our heads held high,
We'll stick together you and I "

They arrive at the ring and roll under the bottom rope and calmly walk to their corner and await the match.

"But the blood that runs right down your wrist
Don't come from a knife, but the cuts on your fist "

the final words of the first verse finish and then the chorus plays as The O’Connor brothers strut around the ring,.
Never alone...
The city streets are where we roam.
Never alone...
This is Boston it's our home.

Don't need no gang to watch my ass
Just loyal friendship and a pint of Bass
In the midst of the chaos and insanity
I'm a member of the working class society
We'll sweat in the ring and bleed in the streets
But our will and spirit can never be beat

You can shoot and you can kick but together we'll stick
Through thick and thin not stick or stone
Can break the bond that has here grown
Arm and Arm We Fight As One.

Never alone...
The city streets are where we roam."

The O’Connor brothers walk up to McNasty and hand him the two pieces- his steering wheel and his license plate- and hand them to him… Both of them start to laugh like they had gotten to him… Finally McNasty pushes the License plate back into Sean’s face and plows him right in the nose where the plate sat! Alex takes charge and clothes lines Seamus to the ground!!

McDaniel: Oooh and Cheap shots from both McNasty and Alex!!

Rentfro: So? The O’Connors crossed the line! You never ever blow up a guys vehicle!!

DING DING DING! The Ref calls for the match to start

Both Alex and Mark clap hands together in a double High five- then they pick their targets and drop two heavy leg drops right on their necks! The Crowd oo’s as the O’Connor boys flop on the canvas violently!

Alex and Mark both laugh as they picked up their respective opponents and backed up, They begun to Irish whip them, but the O’Connor boys Reversed and Whipped them instead, Mark and Alex both duck under each other and come back, with two separate bull dogs!!

Rentfro: CHECK OUT THAT TEAM WORK! Alex and Mark are going to show these guys what a real match is like!!

The ref calls for Alex and Seamus to both leave to their respective corners, which leaves only Mark and Sean in the middle of the ring, Mark goes for a quick pin, but Sean kicks out before the ref even counts, Mark pushes him down again!


Sean kicks out and rolls out of the way towards the corner Seamus was in, he tags his partner in and Seamus rushes in and delivers a hard kick to the legs of McNasty, McNasty goes down and grabs his knee, Seamus delivers a quick kick to the side of his head!! Alex is half way through the ropes to get Seamus off, the ref pushes him back and Seamus pulls McNasty to his corner!

Rentfro: McNasty is in enemy territory now!

McDaniel: That’s not where he wants to be of course!

Sean pulls McNasty up by his hair and Seamus begins to deliver a bunch of huge punches, Sean grabs hold of McNasty and pulls him into some sort of a choke hole while Seamus punches him with left and right as hard as he possibly can.


The ref finally notices both the men double teaming McNasty and pushes Seamus off, but Sean continues to almost strangle Mark, Alex rushes out of the Ring and through the ropes and spears Sean right off the Apron! Which makes both Grade A And Sean O’Connor crash to the floor below!!

The ref doesn’t notice a thing- but is instead chewing out Seamus, he slips past the ref and goes back to Mark who has slid down to the bottom of the Turn buckle, Seamus whines’ up to start stomping a mud hole, but as soon as he brings his foot down, Mark grabs his ankle and pushes him right back so he crashes to the canvas. Mark gets up and shakes off the punches!

McDaniel: Mark is up!! Nothing can keep this guy down!

Rentfro: Well he was down for a bit… because the ref saved him…

Seamus begins to get up, but Mark is already over to him and Grabs him by the Neck into a front face lock! He brings him down with a quick swinging DDT! Mark yells out to the crowd who yells back in return, and he turns back to Seamus, He grabs him by the Ankle and lifts it and twists! Seamus yelps out in pain as Mark cranks on his Ankle!!

Rentfro: Mark has got the Ankle lock in!! no way!!

McDaniel: Well if he can disable one part of the O’Connor brothers, it’d be making the other half easier to take out!!

Outside of the ring, Alex gets to his feet and picks up Sean only to whip him into the Barricades, just to make sure he doesn’t get up any time soon, he rolls back into the ring, and the ref barks at him to get to his own side. He does so, and only grins as he watches Mark bring down Seamus… However, Seamus finally manages to roll over onto his back and kick Mark off, he only rolls back into his own corner, and tags Alex in- Alex climbs up to the top rope quickly and jumps off- he drives his elbow down hard on Seamus right into his heart!

McDaniel: Alex known for taking high risk maneuvers just puts his own body and Seamus’s on the line!

Rentfro: Who cares! Listen to these fans, they are going nuts!!

Alex goes for a kick pin, but Sean rushes into the ring to break up the pin with a straight kick right to Alex’s head!! Sean then turns his attention to McNasty and charges at him with a hard Clothesline, which knocks McNasty off the apron and to the ground below!!

Rentfro: But it would seem Alex’s guts have got him into hot water now!

McDaniel: As is why most high risk maneuvers can hurt even after you’ve done them!

The ref pushes Sean back to his Corner and he obeys only to cheer on his brother, who begins to crawl over to his own corner… Alex crawls over to his corner, but with McNasty out for the moment, he is by himself at the moment… Seamus pulls himself to his Turnbuckle and Sean tags himself in! Alex is just about to pick himself up!

McDaniel: Alex had better get his guard up! Or this could be all over for him!

Rentfro: Kiss the contendership goodbye!!

Alex pulls himself up to his full height and just manages to dodge a hard flying cross body from Sean!! Sean takes a few steps back as he holds his chest, Alex grabs him from behind and tries to go for a hard German Suplex! But Sean wiggles out and turns around to Alex only to bring him down with a quick hip toss into a sleeper hold!! Alex manages to power out of it and roll out of Sean’s attack range.

Rentfro: Or maybe not…

McDaniel: As everyone likes to think- Alex is no push over!

Alex and Sean both get to their feet, and Sean makes the first move- he charges in to Lock up with Alex. He quickly locks him into a front face lock, but Alex lifts him up and drops him down in sort of a modified suplex! Alex looks over to his Corner to see if McNasty was up, but all he see’s is his hand… Alex crawls over to the ropes to pull himself up, and Sean runs straight at him, but Alex see’s it and lifts him up and over the ropes! Sean however, lands on the apron!

Rentfro: Ooh! Sean grabs hold of the ropes to save himself from certain doom!

Alex turns to see if Sean was down, but instead- Sean pulls him into a rope guillotine!! Alex flips backwards and Sean rolls under the bottom rope and picks Alex up quickly… only to drop him down with a hard Inverted Atomic drop!! Alex grips his nuts as Seans knee is almost driven right into his baby makers!

McDaniel: Sean is pissed! Look at him put up a fight against Alex!!

Rentfro: Come on Alex! Lets see you come out of this match in one piece!!

Alex stumbles to the ropes, and Sean charges at him again- Alex this time doesn’t see it and Sean takes him out with a hard clothesline over the ropes!! Sean turns and thrusts his arms up in victory, as if he had won already… While his attention is elsewhere… McNasty creeps up behind him and before Sean can turn- McNasty takes him down with a quick and clean “Lights out!” (Forearm shot to the back of a persons head!)


McDaniel: if Sean doesn’t get up, its all over for the O’Connor boys!!

McNasty drops down for the pin!




Sean just manages to get his foot on the ropes and McNasty hops up to his feet- but as he looks around- his name not being called- he looks down and sees Seans foot on the ropes, he grits his teeth in pure angry, but his attention is caught by Seamus who comes at Mark with a run!! But, Out of nowhere! Alex Wilkie with the Grade A STUNNER!!

Rentfro: Oh My god! STUNNER! STUNNER!

McDaniel: Seamus tries to blind side Mark and only gets blind sided by Wilkie!!

Alex kicks Seamus out of the ring and rolls out with him, he grabs him by the hair and smashes his head down right on the commentators table!

Rentfro: Hey Watch it! this is expensive equipment!!

Alex grabs a headset with Seamus down at his feet.

Alex: Rentfro, I couldn’t give two shits about this equipment! Seamus here- is going to feel what its like to be put through a table for the first time!!

Alex tosses the Headset aside and picks up Seamus- Back in the ring- McNasty and Sean are up to their feet again, each throw punches from left to right to each other, it, McNasty socks Sean right in the cheek and he goes down, McNasty drops down and hooks seans leg!



Kick out!

Sean rolls out of the way and McNasty looks as if the stress got to him way to much- Back outside the ring, Alex pulls Seamus up to his height and slaps him around a bit… He then grins and lifts him into the air, then drops him down right on the commentators table!! The table collapses and seamus lays there in a pile of wreck- Alex just laughs, and walks back over to the ring…

In the ring- Sean Grabs McNasty and whips him into the turnbuckle!! Alex rolls under the bottom rope and goes to take a Swing at Sean, but he ducks and whips Alex into the same turnbuckle as McNasty, Although McNasty rolls out of the way just in time, and Alex is struck by a hard flying cross body!!

Alex falls forward and is Sean whines up and hits him right in the Chin with a “Irish Kiss!” (Super kick) Alex falls to the ground and Sean goes for the pin!



McNasty quickly grabs Sean and pulls him out of the ring, the ref stops the count and Alex lays lifelessly in the ring… Sean takes a heavy swing at McNasty but McNasty slips under it and grabs Sean into a hard Spine buster!!

Rentfro: This is total Carnage, Seamus and Alex look to be out of this match, and now Sean and McNasty are beating the hell out of each other.

McNasty backs up and runs at Sean, since there wasn’t any ropes- McNasty pulls off a quick and sweet rolling thunder!!

Alex begins to stir a bit as he rubs his Jaw…Seamus begins to stir a bit as well as he pulls himself out slowly from the twisted table… McNasty picks Sean up and rolls him back into the ring… he walks over to Alex and shakes him a bit, he gives him a hard slap across the cheek and Alex yelps out in pain, then looks around, as if the arena was a brand new place… Alex slowly pulls himself up… and looks down at Sean… he grins a bit… Mark picks Sean up and lifts him up onto his shoulder… but as he goes for a Sault Slam, it turns into a fall away slam as Seamus grabs Marks foot and trips him!!

Rentfro: McNasty has been pulled out of the ring by a refreshed Seamus!!

Alex uses the distraction and rushes up to the top turnbuckle and quickly pulls off a sky high moonsault- an almost perfect backflip as he comes down and lands right on Sean O’Connor!! He hooks his legs!


Seamus runs for the ring!


McNasty brings him back and knees him hard in the private places!



Eric Emerson: Ladies and Gentlemen! The winners of this match and the 1# contenders to the Tag team titles… GRADE A NASTINESS!!!!

Alex jumps up and is almost in shock as the ref raises his hand in victory… McNasty Joins him and they both high five each other- they both roll out of the ring and walk up the ramp slowly, they give some high fives to some fans, the camera turns to a few fans who have a few edited photos of McNasty and Wilkie with tag titles around their waist- They both stand at the stage, both make the little “Title around the waist” motion as they point out to some fans… They both check the ring as the O’Connor boys watch Grade A Nastiness in disgust… They just laugh it off and waltz to the back, they almost click their heels, but are just able to control themselves…

McDaniel: It's official, Grade 'A' Nastyness are the Number One Contenders for the PWA Tag-Team Titles!

Rentfro: Ya know, I bet people are confused!  Project X and Chamelion should be the contenders, as they won spots in the Rumble!

McDaniel: But Chamelion bowed out, citing responsibilities and instead told Project X he'd be paired with a new partner next week, for a special tournament to decide who will face the winners from High Stakes!

Rentfro: Project X didn't like his shot stripped from him, but when he heard who he was paired with, and the accolades of going to the top, he accepted!  

McDaniel: Who WAS he paired with, by the way?

Rentfro: Why, the man who is competing in our very next match; The Phoenix!!



"Wasteland" by 10 years hits the PA and the fans are as confused as always when Kindred comes out of wherever it is he comes from. We see McDaniel and Rentfro looking anxious. Rentfro is clutching a long flashlight.

Rentfro: I swear, I’m ready for this guy this week. He better not try and tickle my feet again!

This week, the fans look around, looking for whatever strange place Kindred will come from. Someone in the crowd starts screaming, and a man selling cotton candy takes off his hat and apron, and it is revealed to be Kindred. He hands the tray of cotton candy down to a kid, and as his face goes stoic, he marches down to the guard rail. The whole way down, we see him mumbling to himself, as if talking to someone.

Whoever he's talking to still hasn't answered.

Eric Emerson: This match is for one fall. Entering the ring; he is KINDRED!

He hops the rail, before he slides under the bottom rope and into the center of the ring when the lights dim and a spot light falls on him.

He holds himself in an Indian seat until he realizes there's light over him. He runs from it. But the lighting guy is a jerk and follows him with it. He finds the nearest group of shadows until the lights come on and he returns to his corner.

McDaniel: This strange man has quite the showing so far.

Rentfro: A showing of why he needs to be back in the loony bin!

"Welcome Home" by Coheed and Cambria begins to play just as the arena lights go out and the ADC tron lights up with a picture of a flaming bird. The bird explodes in a ball of fire and white and red pyros flare from the ring posts.

Eric Emerson: And his opponent; PHOENIX!

The Phoenix the comes down from the rafters on a harness and enters the ring. Phoenix walks to the center of the ring, and holds up his arms. He attempts to get the crowd to cheer for him, and gets a mix of boos, and some small cheers. Phoenix blows a kiss….but then puts his hand on his ass.

Rentfro: You can tell that man loves his fans.

McDaniel: The scary part is you sound like you believe that.


Kindred stands in the corner staring at Phoenix as Phoenix starts to circle the ring. Kindred starts to circle also, only if to continue getting a good look at Phoenix. Phoenix finally charges. Kindred goes for a heart punch, but Phoenix slides down onto his stomach, and slides between Kindred legs. At least, most the way; as Kindred closes his legs around Phoenix’s neck. Phoenix, though caught off guard, retaliated by punching kindred in the back of the knees. The man stumbles forward, and Phoenix quickly hops back to his feet. Phoenix leans back and bounces off the ropes, before delivering a nasty drop kick to the back of Kindred’s head. The man falls to his knees, holding his head, as Phoenix goes to the ropes one more time. Phoenix comes back, and delivers a bulldog on the dazed Kindred. Phoenix rolls Kindred over, stands, and delivers a slow elbow drop. Phoenix stands, and repeats the move two more time. At this point, he stands, yawns, and holds his hands in the air, as if waiting to be showered with cheers. However, even though the chorus is of boos, it doesn’t seem to touch Phoenix. Phoenix finally bends down, and goes to pick Kindred up. As Phoenix gets close to Kindred, Kindred shoots up with a headbutt.

McDaniel: Phoenix getting WAY too cocky.

Phoenix stumbles back a few feet, and trips over his feet. He falls on his backside, and Kindred sits straight up. Kindred them stands, and approaches Phoenix. As Kindred bends over at the waist to grab Phoenix by the mask, Phoenix throws himself flat and delivers a quick drop toe hold. Phoenix tries to scoot up for a crossface, but Kindred backhands Phoenix, based on reflex alone. Kindred takes the opportunity to stand, and soccer kick Phoenix in the chest. The crowd groans along with Phoenix. Kindred now picks up Phoenix, and sets up for a vertical suplex. Kindred looks out at the crowd, but loses focus long enough for Phoenix to slip forward, grab Kindred around the neck, and deliver a brutal DDT.

Rentfro: That was AWESOME!

McDaniel: Kindred must be hurting after that!

Kindred tries to lift his head, but falls back to the mat. Phoenix jumps back to his feet and poses…again! Phoenix learns from earlier though, and cuts it short. Phoenix gets by Kindred, and drops a leg across his throat. As Kindred’s legs pop up, Phoenix hooks one.




Phoenix is knocked off Kindred by the force of the kickout. Phoenix looks shocked, but jumps to his feet. He runs to the ropes, bounces off, and when he comes back, goes for a summersault leg drop. Kindred rolls to the side though. Kindred gets up quick, as Phoenix holds his side. As Phoenix looks up, he sees Kindred jump towards Phoenix with his arm out. As Kindred goes past Phoenix, his arm hooks around Phoenix‘s neck. Phoenix slams onto the mat, as Kindred rolls back, and onto Phoenix.




Rentfro: Kindreds face looks just as blank as usual.

McDaniel: That might be a bad thing for Kindred though.

Kindred stands, and he pulls Phoenix up. Phoenix throws a hard punch, but Kindred ducks. As Phoenix takes a few stops back, Kindred goes for the Gramlackin!

McDaniel: This could be it!

BUT, Phoenix grabs the ref, and pulls him into the way. The ref goes down, and finally, Kindred shows something, as he looks surprised. Phoenix now has an evil look on his face, as he nails the stunned Kindred with a super kick. Kindred stumbles back into the ropes, and gets his arms twisted in the ropes.

McDaniel: Ah, this is just like Phoenix.

Rentro: Take advantage of the oppertunities you get? Sure he! He’s smart like that.

As Phoenix takes his time to stroll over to the dazed Kindred, he has a huge smile on his face. Phoenix starts using his hands to try and get a pop from the crowd. He gets nothing for a few seconds, but then there’s a huge pop. Phoenix sucks it in, but the crowd knows better. After a few seconds, we see what the fuss is about. Mark McNasty has appeared behind Rob. McNasty has an even bigger smile on his face than Phoenix does. But, that doesn’t mean much, as Phoenix’s smile disappears as soon as McNasty grabs him from behind and gets his arm over Phoenix’s throat.

Rentfro: BOOO! CHEAT!

McNasty holds up a thumb to the crowd, before lifting Phoenix up, and bringing him down with the M&M reverse DDT.

McNasty jumps over to the ref, holds him up by the collar, and smacks him three times. Mark rolls out of the ring, and we see Kindred finally free himself. As he does, he pulls up the dazed Phoenix, and drags him to the corner. As Kindred starts to climb the turnbuckle, we see the ref shaking his head. Kindred looks out at the crowd, blank, before nailing the Shadow Diver! Phoenix just goes limp as Kindred grabs his foot and drags him out of the corner. The ref crawls over and counts.





Rentfro: Damnit, not like this! That’s fucking cheap.

McDaniel: Ever hear the saying you reap what you sow?

Rentfro: Is that even English?

McDaniel just shakes his head in shame.

Eric Emerson: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match, KINDRED!!!

McDaniel: Well, one thing is for certain.

Rentfro: What's that!?

McDaniel: That wasn't a fast count!


Rentfro groans this time!

Rentfro: Please! Let's move on!!!

PWA World Title Match  
(c) vs. Lex Demise  
Special Guest Referee: Chamelion

McDaniel: We come to the impromptu main event of the evening, as the PWA World Title is now on the line tonight. High Stakes has come early Brian!  

Rentfro: And it’s not looking good for Raizzor. Any loss by him tonight results in the title changing hands…even if it’s a disqualification.  

McDaniel: This match came about when earlier tonight, Raizzor cost Lex Demise a match with Project-X. Demise and Raizzor then brawled, only to have President Chamelion come out and make this match…and install himself as special guest referee.  

Rentfro: And without a championship advnatage and with a brother who doesn’t necessarily like him, the deck is stacked against Raizzor tonight.  

McDaniel: Let’s go to Eric Emerson.  

Eric Emerson: The following contest is scheduled for one fall…and is for the PWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP! Now in this match, if the champion is disqualified or counted out, he will lose the title.  

The crowd cheers, before “Come With Me” hits on the PA System, the crowd instantly boos as Chamelion walks out of the curtain, a smirk on his face and a referee shirt on. He plays to the crowd as he walks to ringside.  

Eric Emerson: Introducing the Special Guest Referee for this match…President of the PWA….CHAMELION!  

Chamelion gets in the ring and points to his shirt, mouthing off on his authority.  

McDaniel: Chamelion really flaunting to this partisan crowd here tonight.  

Rentfro: Can’t these people show this man some respect? I mean, he gives them a world title match free of charge tonight, and they still hate him!  

McDaniel: The guy who is really benefitting is Lex Demise.  

Rentfro: Not really. Demise had no time to prepare…and he had a match with Project-X earlier tonight.  

‘Come With Me’ breaks off and the lights go black. “Exile” by Soilwork starts up, as a single spotlight focuses on the entryway. Lex Demise slowly walks towards the ring, his black trenchcoat flowing behind him. His eyes scan the crowd, seemingly disinterested, but stop dead on Chamelion in the ring, who smirks at him.  

Eric Emerson: Introducing first…the challenger…from Eastern Kentucky…weighing in at 266 pounds…he is the winner of the 2008 Rumble in the Bronx…LEX DEMISE!  

Demise looks away from Chamelion, glancing down at his side, before slowly walking down into the ring. He climbs in and takes off his trench coat and Oakleys, before sitting down in the corner.

Eric Emerson: And his opponent…  

Exile fades away and the sound of a bell tones. “You’re Gonna Pay” hits the PA system, and the crowd erupts in cheers. Raizzor slowly stalks to the ring, the world title draped over his shoulder.

Eric Emerson: From Las Vegas Nevada …weighing in at 275 pounds…the PWA World Heavyweight Champion…RAIZZOR!  

Raizzor doesn’t wait for his entrance music to die down, instead running full bore into the ring and going after Demise. Demise meets him with straight right hands, and the two men trade fists as Chamelion frantically rings for the bell and Emerson scurries out of the ring.  

McDaniel: And both men are a house of fire to start this match.  

Rentfro: Neither man likes the other one. And both men want the same thing!  

Raizzor and Demise continue to trade rights and lefts with one another, neither one backing down. Raizzor catches Demise with a boot to the gut and a clubbing blow to the back. Demise staggers backwards and gets his guard up, blocking more right hands from Raizzor. The champ ties up with Demise and forces him back into the corner, nailing a stiff knee to the gut that knocks the wind out of Demise’s lungs. He whips Demise into the opposite corner and comes running in full steam, nailing a hard clothesline. He then lifts his boot and lifts it across the throat of Demise, choking him. Chamelion issues a count of three before Raizzor breaks away and looks at his brother, who simply glares back. Demise takes the moment to catch his breath and nail a hard low blow to Raizzor’s knee, causing it to buckle and fall forward.  

McDaniel: The crafty evetran…using every misstep to his advantage.  

Rentfro: Demise is like a general in that ring, capable of exploiting every little advantage that presents itself in order to outflank his opponent.  

Demise stomps away at the right knee of Raizzor, before lifitng it up and pulling at it quickly and fiercely. He grabs the leg and tries to hook on The Fade, but Raizzor kicks him with his free leg and shoving Demise out of the ring. Raizzor gets to his feet and works the kinks out of his knee before reaching over the top rope to try and pull Demise back in. Demise trips up Raizzor and pulls him in under the bottom rope. Demise sets up the dazed champion and drills him with a short-arm clothesline. Demise then jumps up to the ring apron, as Chamelion’s count reaches three. He takes a running leap off the apron, drilling an apron straight to the chest of Raizzor. He rolls Raizzor into the ring and measures the champion, before dropping his closed fist right across the champ’s forehead. He then goes back to the legs, applying a leg grapevine on the right knee. Raizzor growls in pain, before grabbing the bottom rope and forcing Demise to break the hold. Demise gets up and tries to pick Raizzor up, but Raizzor nails straight lefts to the side of his head, stopping him. Raizzor fights back to a vertical position and whips Demise into the ropes. He ducks a Demise clothesline and nails a big boot when Demise comes back to try a second clothesline. Raizzor then bounces off the ropes and nails an atomic legdrop straight across the throat of Demise.  

McDaniel: A real back and forth matchup here in the early going!  

Rentfro: Both men not giving an inch.  

Raizzor picks Demise up and whips him back into the corner. Raizzor then takes a running charge at Demise, only to have Demise move out of the way and counter the attempted splash. Demise kneels down across the ring, waiting for Raizzor to turn around. When he does, Demise runs at him, attempting a Silver Bullet Spear. Raizzor counters by ducking out of the way, and Demise puts on the breaks just in time to avoid hitting Chamelion. Raizzor comes from behind with a hard boot to the head, causing Demise to collapse to the ground. Raizzor then lifts up the dazed challenger and hoists him up on his shoulder.  

McDaniel: It could be all over right here!  

Raizzor executes a Tombstone Shoulderbreaker on Demise, and the crowd roars with approval. Raizzor rolls Demise over and hooks the leg. Chamelion falls to the mat for a count…




Raizzor looks on in shock at his brother, who merely shrugs his shoulders. Raizzor nails a few right hands to Demise’s face, further damaging his skull. He picks up the nearly unconscious superstar and hoists him up for a second TSB. Demise fights out of it and pushes Raizzor hard into the corner. Demise then catches him with a reverse neckbreaker as Raizzor staggers back out of the corner.

Rentfro: I can’t believe Demise kicked out of that!

McDaniel: It’s still early, and Raizzor needs to try to wear him down more, apparently.

Demise takes a moment to shake out the cobwebs before getting to his feet. He lifts Raizzor onto his shoulders in a torture rack position and wrenches on Raizzor’s back a couple of times, before jumping up. Demise pushes Raizzor forward into a front slam position and executes an elevated big splash as they both come crashing down to the canvas. Rather than go for the pin though, Demise runs over to the corner and climbs to the top rope. Demise executes a senton bomb, driving his back straight into the chest of Raizzor. He then lifts Raizzor up again, still not going for the cover, and hooks him in a suplex position. He lifts up Raizzor and nails the Sinner’s End!

Rentfro: It’s over! We have a new champ!

McDaniel: Here’s the count!

Demise holds Raizzor in the seated position as he makes the pin…




McDaniel: Unbelievable!

Demise stares at Chamelion with anger in his eyes, but Chamelion simply winks at him. Demise shakes his head and lifts Raizzor up. He puts Raizzor in the Electric Chair Position, thinking of something, but Raizzor wraps his legs around Demise’s throat and grabs his left arm. Demise fallas backwards, but Raizzor holds on to the Triangle Choke Hold.

Rentfro: Great counter!

Demise’s face turns red quickly, and he gasps for air. Chamelion looks at the hold, and motions with a five count, which Raizzor ignores. Demise, choking with blood begins tapping!!  Chamelion quickly goes for the bell, calling it for it to ring. Raizzor releases the hold upon hearing the bell, and Demise rolls away, coughing to catch his breath and wipes blood from his lip!. Raizzor stands up and holds his hands up in victory.

Rentfro: Demise submitted! It’s over!

McDaniel: Not so fast…what’s Chamelion talking with Emerson about.

Emerson nods his head as Chamelion talks to him, and then hands him the world title belt.

Eric Emerson: Ladies and gentlemen…the winner of this match…

McDaniel: Is Raizzor?

Eric Emerson: As a result of a disqualification….

Rentfro: WHAT!?

Raizzor drops his hands and stares at his brother in disbelief, who merely walks past him towards the still gagging Demise.


McDaniel: What the hell!

Rentfro: I guess Raizzor failed to break on the five count for a chokehold. And we have a new champion!

McDaniel: This isn’t right! That's a legit finishing move!

Rentfro: Chamelion said he'd enforce the rules to the letter!  Submission move or not, it's a choke!

The crowd boos incessantly as Chamelion walks over and lifts Demise’s hand in victory, handing him the world title belt. Demise smiles at him, while Raizzor stalks over. He pushes his brother in the corner, yelling at him. Chamelion merely shakes his head and points to his shirt. Raizzor shakes his head and then grabs his brother by the throat. The crowd cheers as Raizzor brings his brother around for a choke-slam…only to be drilled by Demise who cold cocks him with the world title belt. Chamelion holds his throat, blinking in surprise, while Demise merely smirks at him.

Rentfro: What was this about?!

McDaniel: Don’t tell me…

Chamelion smiles back as Demise extends a hand, a sign of respect . Chamelion accepts that hand and then lifts it high in the air for victory. The crowd boos unmercifully.

McDaniel: Were they in cohoots the whole time?!

Rentfro: What in the hell is happening…

Demise looks down at the fallen Raizzor, and then back at Chamelion, who nods his approval. Demise grasps his world title belt and waits for Raizzor to get back to his feet. When he does, Demise nails another homerun shot with the belt, busting Raizzor wide open in the process. Demise then stands over Raizzor, pointing to himself and the world title. He yells out “Fraud” at Raizzor, before smacking the unconscious man in the face. The crowd boos…before erupting into cheers again…

McDaniel: Look out!

From out of the back comes Corey Lazarus…running with a full head of steam at Demise and Chamelion, who bail out of the ring when they see the ball bat that Lazarus is carrying. Chamelion and Demise head towards the back…each of them glaring at Lazarus.

Rentfro: What the hell is Lazarus doing out here saving Raizzor!?

McDaniel: And more importantly, what does this Unholy Alliance between Demise and Chamelion mean for the PWA! 

Corey walks around the ring and rips the microphone away from Emerson, and then rolls into the ring!. He gets to his feet, sliding his sports coat off, and then rolls the unbuttoned cuffs of his sleeves up to his elbows. Corey runs a hand through his hair, eyes closed, and then opens them staring directly to Demise and Chamelion..

Lazarus: You know, I could never be mistaken for a man who doesn't get injured. It's just a part of the game that we play. And just under two weeks ago, at Revolutions Per Minute in Dublin, Ireland, I took part in what some people are calling the most brutal non-Rumble multi-man match of the last decade. Of course, those people never saw the Burning Road to Hell match, but hey, I digress.

Corey cracks his neck to the side, and then stares out into the crowd. He clears his throat, wiping the corners of his mouth, and then brings the mic back up.

Lazarus: And just like that match, I came out a hero through defeat. You see, because of the very fact that I entered the Chamber first, just Alex Wilkie and myself mano y mano, and lasted until the final pair, I feel as though I've proved to the few naysayers left that Corey Lazarus, the Hollywood Kid, IS worthy of being in the main event!!

Corey again pauses, turns and sees Raizzor up, covered in blood and they stare at each other.  Lazarus stops his monologue, walks over and stands in front of Raizzor

Lazarus: I survived two of your moves, it took three more to put me down!  I've proven to you, Demise and even Engel that I am one tough son of a bitch!  But man, you did beat me, and what happened here tonight was a travesty.  But I'm not going to sit back and let you and Demise play tug-o-war with that belt!  

He turns away from Raizzor, and looks back at Demise.  Raizzor listens intentely. 

Lazarus: And because of all of that, and the fact that I was cheated for whatever reason out of my rightful one-on-one World title shot that being the 2008 Who's The Man winner granted me, I am here to say that I am DEMANDING a shot against you, Lex Demise, at High Stakes.!!!

Corey places a hand on his chest, flashing his trademark devilish smirk. Demise glares, but holds up his title to say something like "bring it!"

Lazarus: I deserve it! The fans know it, you know it, hell Raizzor here knows it!!!

Raizzor glares, but seems to be accepting things and slips out of the ring.  His eyes are now solely on his brother.

Lazarus: I'll see you at High Stakes then, Demise, and your stolen title won't be there for long! Butt now, there's a couple of things on my mind that I need to get out there, a few weights I need to get off of my chest, and the biggest one there is would be one Matthew Engel.

The fans boo, and Corey nods, tonguing the inside of his cheek. Demise starts walking up the ramp with Chamelion.  Both men talking quietly.  What they don't see is that Raizzor is stalking them, as they exit backstage.

Lazarus: See, Matthew Engel has been a thorn in my side since the day he arrived in the PWA, and it's all because I actually get along with his younger sister. It's gotten to the point where, as everybody witnessed just a few short weeks ago, we tried to kill each other in this very ring. And Matt? I haven't forgotten that we've got a rubber match to do, but I'm sorry, kiddo, you've got the MoA to take care of right now, and I've got a few bigger fish to fry. Namely Raizzor and Lex Demise. See, both men are certifiable legends in this company. One because of how long he's been here, how loyal to the company he has been, and his entire career of dominance. And the other because of his reputation of being one sick, sadistic bastard. I'll leave it to your imaginations as to which one is which, but one fact I'm going to make clear: in this ring right now stands the man who is leaving High Stakes with the PWA World Heavyweight title, one way or another. If I have to resort to how I once was, holding a blowtorch to somebody's head, then so be it. If I have to get Price to call up his hotshot lawyer brother to get me a shot via legal action? Then that'll be fine. But I AM going to be the World champion. I AM going to show the world, once again, just why I'm called "The Premiere Attraction." And you better damn well believe that I AM going to go down in the history books as not only one of the most hardcore, ultraviolent motherf{bleep}kers in the history of this great sport, but also the BEST flat-out CHAMPION this industry has ever seen. But hey, that's life. Deal with it. Rock n' roll, bitches.

Corey holds the mic up, and the bulk of the crowd finishes the line.

Fans: ROCK N' F{bleep}KING ROLL!

Corey drops the mic, and exits the ring as the camera cuts to the announcers.

Rentfro: We've just seen a set of twists that started with Raizzor as the champ, Demise as the challenger, but now, Demise is our champ and Lazarus will challenge him at High Stakes!

McDaniel: This is exactly why you have to tune in every single week!  Lex Demise is the new PWA Champion, but he may only hold that title for two weeks! Lazarus is coming, and he means business!

Rentfro: That's all we have for you tonight!! Next week, we're going to see an amazing twelve person match, as the Champions of all the titles will face off against their High Stakes challengers!! We'll see you in seven days! Good Night!!

(C) PWA 2008