"Into The Unknown" 
May 30th, 2008
Live on Staples Center - Los Angeles, California

Due to some stupid B-version Awards show on M-TV, Rampage begins already in progress as the first match is being introduced. 

PWA Television Title Match
Scott Nash Strader © vs. Fire  

Eric Emerson: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the PWA Television Championship!  Introducing first, the challenger; accompanied to the ring by Chamelion, she hails from Hollywood California , here is FIRE!!!  

This Fire by Franz Ferdinand hits and Fire steps onto the stage, dressed in a hot spandex outfit showing off every curve.  Behind her comes Chamelion, also in his wrestling gear, as he is preparing for his match later on.  They soak up the boos and jeers from the crowd and turn to each other and embrace in a passionate kiss.  Chamelion breaks it quick, however, and points to the ring. Fire nods and they make their way down, slapping hands with the fans who, like them or not, just want a chance to have contact with a PWA superstar.  Once they reach the ring, Chamelion holds the ropes open for Fire and she steps inside.  They continue to play to the crowd as Emerson resumes his duties.  

Eric Emerson: And her opponent, weighing in at 295lbs and hailing from Houston , Texas USA , he is the PWA Television Champion, Scott Nash Strader!  

The lights in the arena dim as the opening riff of “5 Minutes Alone” hit’s the p.a. system. The ADCtron 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: It took Strader some time to capture gold here in the PWA, but he did it in fine standing against the consummate Kindred.  

Rentfro: Are you kidding? He couldn’t beat Riona, a girl, so he decided to go after a man who isn’t in his right mind! Pathetic!  

McDaniel: Strader, despite his namesake, is very capable, and just had issues with Riona that threw him off his game.  To overcome Kindred and his ties to the M.o.A. is a sure sign of talent.  The thing is, here tonight he’s not only facing another woman in the form of Fire, he has to deal with Chamelion, the man he blamed for letting Fallen Angel get away with the terrible accident months ago involving Strader’s family.  

Rentfro: An accusation that is both unfounded and unfair.  Chamelion had nothing to do with it.  But when you blame the Most Devious SOB for anything, you better be ready to back it up in the ring. I agree with you, the odds for Strader here tonight are NOT good.  

DING DING DING!  

The bell rings and they lock up. Fire tries to get technical early on, trying for a Frankensteiner, but Strader shoves her back as soon as her feet leave the ground. She rolls back into the ropes. Fire runs at Strader with a spear, but Strader lifts his foot, and Fire goes face first into it and drops. Strader picks her up and lifts her into a suplex. Strader lifts her up again and sets her up for a spine buster. Instead of slamming her, he puts Fire up top and sets up for a superplex, but Fire recovers and does a top rope sunset flip.  

One!

 

Two!

 

Kick out!  

McDaniel: What a counter move by the lithe Fire!  

Rentfro: We haven’t got to see much from her cause Chamelion always seems to be involved!  She’s got some moves!  

Fire has the upper hand as she picks Strader up and moves into the corner. She executes a Tornado DDT, but midway through Strader shoves her off, and Fire flies literally across the ring. Fire rolls back and hits the ropes. Chamelion is there and whispers some quick advice.  Fire nods, and gets up, and dashes at Strader, and hits a drop kick, but Strader side steps. This time Strader picks up Fire and whips her into the ropes. Fire jumps up and springboards off the ropes into a flying side kick into Strader's face, knocking him over. Fire is up, she jumps up top and hits a moonsault.

 

One!

 

Two!

 

Thr---Kick out!  

McDaniel: Again, Fire is giving a strong showing, Strader likely has his mind split between the match and Chamelion on the outside!  

Rentfro: I think he knows this too!  Chamelion has kept his hands out of the match entirely, and been doing a real manager’s job of shouting out strategies.  

Strader is slowly recovering, up to his hands and knees.  Chamelion yells out a move and Fire hits the ropes and slide dropkicks into his face. Strader falls back into a sitting position. Fire charges him and hits a front rolling neck breaker. Strader sits up again, and when Fire goes for a reverse rolling neck breaker, Strader ducks and Fire slams into the mat. Chamelion cusses on the outside, hitting the mat with his fist. Strader gets up, picks up Fire and whips her into the ropes. Fire comes back and hops onto Strader for the Hurricarana, but gets power bombed instead. Strader covers.

 

One!

 

Two!

 

Kick out!  

McDaniel: Excellent counter attack by Strader!  

Rentfro: He’s getting on his game, this could spell bad trouble for Fire!  

Fire doesn't just kick, but she grabs Strader's arm for an arm bar, and brings Strader down to his knees and Chamelion whoops on the outside. Fire wraps her legs around his arm and head, applying massive pressure.  Strader struggles for a moment before he gets his feet under him and the fans roar as Strader actually stands up and lifts his arm with Fire hanging off of it still holding the arm bar. Fire quickly unlocks her legs and drops to a standing position and in the process let’s her body fall, bringing Strader face first down into the canvas!  The moves and counter moves at such quick pace cause the crowd to explode into cheers for both competitors!  Chamelion grins wickedly on the outside.  Suddenly, the noise of the crowd changes.  

McDaniel: Something’s going on!!  

Rentfro: Oh hell! LOOK!  

From the crowd, Psycho Sandra hops the barrier and comes up behind Chamelion. Before he can react, she grabs him by the back of the head and slams his face against the ring. Releasing his head, she throws her hands up in the air and cocks her head to one side, grinning.  Chamelion grabs his head in pain, shocked at the unexpected attack.  He glares at Sandra, but makes no move to advance on her.  In the ring, Fire has recuperated and sees Sandra on the outside.  She slips from the ring and stalks over towards her.  

McDaniel: This is not good!  

Rentfro: Cat fight! Bring it on!  

Sandra grins, as if cherishing the confrontation. In fact, you could say she has a Cheshire like grin.  Fire pushes Sandra back away from Chamelion. In response, Sandra hits a chop right across Fire’s breasts!  The crowd WOOOS, partly for the move and partly for the lesbian contact.  Before Chamelion can respond, he finds himself dragged up into the ring by Strader, who throws him backwards into the ring!  

McDaniel: All hell is breaking lose here!  

Rentfro: Sandra wants her hands on Fire, and Strader wants his hands on Chamelion, and it seems they both are getting their wish!  

Strader pulls Chamelion backwards so that the heels of his feet are propped against the top rope and then he turns his elbow inwards and brings Chamelion down hard onto the canvas!  Stunned Chamelion can’t react in time, as Strader jumps up and begins mud stomping him in the gut!  Outside, Fire bitch-slaps Sandra back, who actually giggles at the attack, but the subsequent clothesline sends Sandra back sprawling to the floor!  Her smile gone, Sandra tries to get up, but security has finally come down and is pulling Sandra away.  Fire gives her the finger, but due to the loss of muscle over the last few months, Sandra actually can’t separate herself from the guards and cries out in frustration as they pull her upstage.   

McDaniel: Rest assured this isn't over!  

Rentfro:  I hope not! More cat fights!!! Bring it!

Turning, Fire sees Strader’s back turned as he goes to town on Chamelion and she runs up to the corner, scurrying to the top.  The ref meanwhile, has been yelling for Strader to get Chamelion out of the ring, but he ignores him.  Chamelion, one eye able to catch Fire’s wear a bouts, reaches up with the last of his strength and grabs Strader around the head. He pulls him forward, bending him over and Fire sails, connecting to the back of Strader’s neck with the Magma Splash!  Just before contact, Chamelion released his grip and rolled out of the way, sliding out of the ring in the process!  Fire rolls Strader over, hooking the leg!  

One!

 

Two!

 

Three!!  

DING! DING! DING!  

McDaniel: Wait! How can the ref allow that!! It was a double team!  

Rentfro: I think it’s because Strader was the aggressor, and all Chamelion did was defend himself and got out of the ring as fast as he could!  Since he didn’t lay a hand on Strader, he didn’t really help Fire.  Strader brought it on himself!  

McDaniel: Damn, good point!  

Eric Emerson: The winner of the match, and NEW PWA TELEVISION CHAMPION, FIRE!!!!!!  

Rolling back into the ring, holding his side, Chamelion allows the victory to overshadow his anger, as he embraces Fire and holds her hand up as the crowd roars it’s displeasure at their victory.  They continue to celebrate while Strader rises to his feet, holding the back of his neck groggily.  Chamelion sees this, looks right at the camera and grins his Cheshire smile and then hits Strader with the Sweet Sound of Success!   

McDaniel: An exclamation mark on the situation!  

Rentfro: Serves Strader right! If he has kept his focus on Fire, he may still be the champion!  He had no business pulling Chamelion into the match!  Hell, for once Chamelion was keeping himself out of it!  

McDaniel: Emotions sometimes rule what you do! None the less, Fire has regained the TV title! She’s the first in the new PWA to be a two time champion!  This is a momentous occasion for her and Chamelion.  But what about Sandra?  She’s made her presence known and you know it won’t be the last time!  

Rentfro: I can’t wait to see those two together in a match!  But it’s time to move on!  More action to come!!!

We open with a shot of the American flag, blowing gently in the breeze. Next to it is the California state flag, followed by a bright red flag with the Six Flags emblem on it. Suddenly, music fills the air, this all too familiar techno beat, oh you know the one, from those old Six Flags commercials. Ya following me people?

There's the sound of a little girl's voice shouting excitedly.

The camera descends from the flags to the gates of the park, as parents and their children, as well as bus trips, file inside. However, as we pan to the left, we see a small group of people in a circle, a bit puzzled by what they're viewing.

Girl: Daddy! Daddy! It's him!!

Of course its him, Ryan Lewis, or The Kumquat Kid to most, dancing up a storm, wearing these huge bright orange glasses, a lime green shirt and khaki shorts, a small Spongebob stereo at his feet. He looks really beat, but keeps on dancing.

KK: Can't....stop....dancing.

The crowd parts as a large figure walks forward. This man is rather well-known in most wrestling circles. It is the PWA Intercontinental Champion, "Nightmare" Jonathon Wehali, and to say his expression is incredulous would be an understatement.

Nightmare: I think that can be corrected.

Jonathon turns off the stereo and there is a quiet lull before the crowd applauds Ryan's performance.

Nightmare: I never thought I'd say this... but aren't you a little young for this, Ryan?

Ryan breathes heavy, as a child hands him a lemonade. He gulps it down and nods at Nightmare. He then reaches into his pocket and takes out a kumquat, taking a huge bite from it.

KK: Why? What makes you say that?

Nightmare: I always thought it was some old dude that did these 6 Flags commercials. You're nowhere near that old.

Ryan scratches his chin.

KK: You are correct as always Mr. Sandman, but I'm all about the children, and well...that stereo just turned on, and I was mesmerized, and..well, you saved me from its evil Decepticon powers.

The little girl takes Jonathon's hand in hers and looks up at him, giggling.

Morrigan: I like him, daddy. He's silly.

Jon chuckles and messes her hair then looks back to KK once again.

Nightmare: Decepticon? It's Squarebob Spongepants, dude. Hardly Soundwave.

Morrigan: It's Squarepants Spongebob daddy!

She pouts at him as if he should know better, but he only shrugs.

KK: Ah, to the untrained eye! But you see, I know for a fact somebody put a Decepticon core in this thing.

Morri looks up to KK with big wondering eyes.

Morrigan: Really, mister?

Ryan smiles and does a little dance, amusing her.

KK: But of course little lady, I shall not tell a lie! Lex Demise is smelly! Oh, and, that stereo is possessed. Don't worry though, its taken care of.

Nightmare: Speaking of taking care of things I see you're finally returning to the ring... and in the PWA at that. You ready, my friend? Because things have been pretty violent there with people like the MoA and Project-X running wild.

Ryan's eyes get wide at the mention of those names, he looks side to side, then over his shoulder. Ryan then shrugs.

KK: True my friend, but the KoA defeated the MoA once, and I've defeated Project X in the past as well. Times may change, but as the saying goes, the kumquats are always fresh. Or is it the fresh are always kumquat? I don't know.

Nightmare: Well one thing's for certain. With you there it'll never be boring. No, I expect wild and crazy times ahead.

Ryan kneels down next to Morrigan, taking her hand.

KK: Don't listen to him, I'm really quite normal. I'm really focused too, there's nothing-OOOH COTTON CANDY!!!

Ryan darts off camera, Morrigan not far behind.

Nightmare: But, as they say in show business, always leave the crowd wanting for more.

Jon nods to the camera and heads off after his daughter and his friend, losing the cameraman in the crowd, and the scene returns to Rampage, as the next match gets underway.

 

PWA GRIZZLY BEER TITLE MATCH  
Riona Langly (c) vs. Chamelion vs. The Grim Reaper

Eric Emerson: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is a TRIANGLE ELIMINATION match. The rules are as follow. Two of the three competitors will be in the ring at all times. The third will be on the apron. At any time, one of the two active competitors may tag out. When the first pinfall is scored, it becomes a one on one match, for the GRIZZLY BEER TITLE!

McDaniel: Coming up next folks is the potential sleeper match of the night.

Rentfro: Sleeper as in, “give me some warm milk and a pillow.”

McDaniel: No Brian, its your jokes that put people to sleep. This next match could really shake up the PWA. Imagine if only weeks after losing control of his company, Chamelion won the GB title. Or, if the Grim Reaper managed to beat down two people with arguably epic legacies behind them.

Rentfro: Or, imagine if we got sued due to Chamelion and Reaper catching the clap from Riona.

McDaniel shakes his head as the lights dim… and the music of Puff Daddy’s “Come with Me” hits the Big Screen. Strobe lights begin flickering through out the arena… and from the backstage steps Chamelion. He stands in profile to us, looking out towards the crown, but its as if hes looking past them…. As the music picks up… the lyrics begin…

Hear my cries - Hear my calls
Lend me your ears - See my falls
See my error - Know my faults
Time halts - See my loss

Eric Emerson: Introducing first, he is CHAMELION!

Chamelion begins the walk down the ramp as the song continues.

Know I'm lacking - Back tracking
Where I met you - Pistol packing
Itchy finger - Trigger-happy
Try to trap me - Bad rap

He stops at the bottom and looks up into the ring, once again staring as if off in some distant place. Chamelion turns and walks to the steel steps and climbs them.

Wire tap me - Back stab me
Break the faith - Fall from grace
Tell me lies - Time flies
Close your eyes - Come with me.

He then stands there, outside the ring and raises his fists to the sky. Pyros explode in the rafters as Chamelion walks the apron to the middle and steps through the ropes. He heads straight to the other side and climbs the turnbuckles and again raises his fists and the crowd responds loudly. Jumping down, Chamelion shoots straight kitty corner and repeats his playing to the crowd. Back on the canvas, Chamelion turns, and uncharacteristically, makes his way to a corner as his music fades.

McDaniel: You have to wonder if Chamelion will really be all here for this match.

Rentfro: The man’s a tank. He can do no wrong!

McDaniel: Phhh, I bet Psycho Sandra would beg to differ.

The lights go out, not a single light is ablaze in the arena.

Chanting starts to be heard, but the darkness of the arena causes the sound to be distorted, you can't tell where the chants are coming from. The lights around the ring slowly lift to show smoke pouring from underneath. The smoke is impenetrable, the smoke drifts off into the crowd, being swallowed by the darkness of the arena. A figure is seen in the ring, his arms are outstretched a sickle is grasped in his right hand, the hood covers his head and makes a shadow of his face. He raises his left hand into the air and the lights come up slowly, revealing his profile clearly. He lifts the hood from his head, revealing his face, walking to a corner, he lays down his sickle and removes his robe. The chanting dies down and cuts off completely.

Eric Emerson: Ladies and Gentlemen, hailing from Anywhere and Everywhere, weighing in at 245 pounds and standing at 6 feet 5 inches... The Grim Reaper.

Rentfro: Now this is a true freak.

McDaniel: Shh, he’ll hear you.

The cameras cut to the ramp, and Nightwish's "Planet Hell" cues up over the PA system. The lights dim, and the vocals kick in as Riona Langly steps out from behind the apron, limping slightly with bandages around her arm and midsection. The Grizzly Beer title hangs over her shoulder, and her hair is pulled back into a loose ponytail.

Eric Emerson: Introducing first, weighing in tonight at 142 pounds, and standing at 5 feet, 9 inches tall...

Riona lifts the Grizzly Beer title high up over her head, pointing to it quickly before wincing and lowering her arm back down to around her ribs. Langly drops the Grizzly Beer belt back to her shoulder, and then begins walking down the ramp.

Eric Emerson: ...hailing from Philadelphia , Pennsylvania , she is the current PWA Grizzly Beer champion...

Riona reaches the ring, and then slides in, using the ropes to pull herself to her feet. She climbs to the middle turnbuckle, holding the Grizzly Beer title out to her side, peering her eyes into the crowd.

Eric Emerson: ...RIONA LANGLY!!

As the music fades, we see Chamelion, Grim, and Riona all stand in different corners. The ref shouts something about one having to get out, and Riona is on the apron before anyone can blink.

*DING* *DING* *DING*

With the match under way, Chamelion stares down Grim Reaper. The two start walking in a circle, never taking their eyes off each other. Finally, they charge into the center. Reaper goes for a big boot, but Chamelion ducks. As Grim floats over Chamelion, Chamelion turns on a dime, and grabs Reaper for a german suplex. Chamelion connects, and Reapers head hits hard. Chamelion rolls off, and springs to his feet; posing for the crowd. He is surprised as anyone else when he turns to see Reaper sit right back up. As Reaper is getting up, Chamelion rushed over, and irish whips him to the ropes. When Grim comes back, Chamelion tries for a drop toe hold. But, Reaper jumps over Chamelion’s legs, With Chamelion surprised, Reaper turns, and punts Chamelion in the gut. Chamelion grabs him stomach as the crowd OOOOHHHHs. Grim wastes no time as he bends over Chamelion and picks him up. Chamelion breaks out of the hold though, and decks Grim in the face. Grim’s face turns sideways, but he doesn’t really budge. A smile is on his face as he slowly turns back to looking at Chamelion.

McDaniel: Wow.

Rentfro: RUN BITCH, RUN!

Reaper reaches out in the blink of an eye, and grabs Chamelion by the throat.

McDaniel: Going for the Soul Squeezer here.

Chamelion isn’t done yet though. He winds his arm up, and slams it down as hard as he can over GR’s elbow. The man flashes a look of discomfort as he loses his hold on Chamelion’s throat. Chamelion quickly grabs GR’s shoulder and SLAMS his knee into GR’s gut with all his force. Reaper bends enough for Chamelion to grab him and connect with The Rupture! Chamelion pins.

1

2

Kickout!

Chamelion looks surprised as he sits up.

Rentfro: Too early for that.

McDaniel: I think it has something more to do with the fact Reaper isn’t going down easy.

Reaper gets back to his feet, and lumbers towards Chamelion. Chamelion backs himself into a corner though…Riona Langly’s corner. Chamelion looks at Reaper, and Reaper has what looks like a smile on his face. He charges Chamelion, and goes for a big boot. BUT, Chamelion ducks, and grabs the top rope. As Reapers leg flies over it, Chamelion lets go of the rope. The crowd groains as Reaper sits, racked, on the top rope. As Chamelion runs for the opposite side of the ring, Riona slaps GR, and gets in the ring. At that point, Chamelion comes back from the ropes, and dropkicks GR in the side, sending him over the top to the outside.

Chamelion, having had his back to Riona, is unaware of the tag. Riona comes from behind, and dropkicks Chamelion in the back. He stumbles forwards to the ropes, and bounces back. Riona drops down, and trips Chamelion; causing him to fall on his back. Riona violently kicks at Chamelion. He manages to grab her foot and twist, sending her to the mat. Chamelion is quick as he drags Riona up. She turns and swings violently, but Chamelion manages to duck. As Riona spins from the force, Chamelion grabs her from behind in a full nelson.

Rentfro: Awesome.

McDaniel: I believe hes going for the Detonator.

Chamelion smiles wickedly as he looks to the crowd. He then quickly lifts Riona up, and nails the Detonator.

Chamelion covers.

1

2

Kickout!

Chamelion is surprised…again! He doesn’t hesitate this time, and stands. He picks up Riona, and throws her to the ropes. As she comes back, Chamelion drops down, and Riona hops over him. With Chamelion focused on Riona, he doesn’t see Reaper come from behind with a roll up. And, the ref counts!

1

2

3!

Rentfro: WHAT THE HELL!

McDaniel: Brian, why’d the ref count. Reaper wasn’t legal.

As Reaper gets to a knee, huge smile on his face, the screen suddenly splits. We see when Chamelion threw Riona to the ropes, Reaper managed to reach up a hand, and tag Riona’s leg through the ropes.

McDaniel: That’s incredible. Grim Reaper can boast what maybe 1 in 10 people can; that he pinned Chamelion.

As the screen returns to normal, Chamelion is out and walking up the ramp and strangely doesn’t look upset. In the ring. Riona comes at Reaper with a diving lariat. Reaper stumbles, and Riona swings her legs, trying to take down Reaper. Reaper stumbles, and Riona rises with a hard elbow to the gut. Reaper stumbles, and Riona goes for a roundhouse kick. Reaper holds up a hand, and grabs Riona’s leg. He throws it away, before driving her down with a massive clothesline. Reaper holds Rionas legs up by her face as he puts his weight on her.

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2
Riona slams her legs together around Reapers head. He falls backwards, and Riona dives on him. She begins knocking the taste out of his mouth. As blood comes out of GR’s mouth, he once again flashes the evil smile. As he does, he slams his head into Riona’s face. Dazed, she falls backwards off him. Reaper gets a hand around Riona’s throat, and drags her to her feet.

Rentfro: Riona is out like a pimp recruiting on prom night. Reaper could have it here.

He lifts Riona up for the Soul Squeezer. Reaper seems to be basking in the moment; but that is his downfall. Riona has time to hook her arms around his, and shift her weight. In a second, she hits the Tourniquet. Grim falls backwards, and Riona covers.

1

2

3!

DING DING DING

Eric Emerson: Your winner, and STILL Grizzly Beer Champ, Riona Langly.

McDaniel: I think you have to give Reaper the assist for Riona still being champion. He took out Chamelion in a fluke pin!

Rentfro: The way Chamelion left, one has to wonder if his mind was really on the match. With what happened earlier, he likely was distracted much the same way Strader had been.

McDaniel: But Reaper scored a tremendous pin, and has momentum in his favor, even with the loss to Riona.  Now, however, we're going to see a match we SHOULD have seen at High Stakes!

Rentfro: Yes! Raizzor who should still have been the champion, goes one on one with Corey Lazarus, in what is sure to be a classic contest!

Non-Title Match
Corey Lazarus (c) vs. Raizzor

An old fashioned, black and white film countdown rolls on the ADCtron, the film flickering and a beep heard after every digit. Clean guitars and bass softly creep from the PA system, beginning Metallica's cover of Ennio Morricone's classic "The Ecstasy of Gold." The song plays softly for 49 seconds, Kirk Hammett's melodic lead blaring over the soft parts, and then stops, bringing forth a deafening silence.





A single shot white pyro shoots from all over the entrance stage, bring to life a single spotlight on the entrance curtain, cuing the eleven hits of the snare, and bringing the heavy part of the song to life.

Eric Emerson: Introducing at this time...

Corey Lazarus emerges from the entrance curtain, his eyes hidden behind his trademark pair of silver-rimmed Ray Ban's, his fingers pointing up to the ADC-Tron above him. Clips of his various achievements throughout his career scroll, including his Superkicking of Jimmy Ultros off of the ring apron into a C2 charge-filled dumpster from Rumble in the Bronx '01, nailing a somersault dropkick to a chair placed in front of Silverback's head from a Rampage in the summer of '01, and dropping Tommy Riley on his head with the Mercury Driver from Genesis 6 to claim the Tempest title for the second time.

Eric Emerson: He weighs in tonight at 230 pounds...

Lazarus jogs in place at the end of the stage, shaking out his limbs, and then begins walking solemnly down the ramp. He points out to the crowd, nodding at the various signs for him scattered about, and then turns around, focusing his attention to more images of his glory on ADCtron: dropping Phoenix on his head with the Mercury Driver to win the 2008 Who's The Man tournament; kicking out after being drilled with Raizzor's Tombstone Shoulder breaker at Revolutions Per Minute; rolling out of the way of Sean Moro's Near Death Experience and kipping up to his feet, lifting Moro up and dropping him head-first to the mat with the Mercury Driver to capture the DRWF Eternal title.

Eric Emerson: And standing at 6-foot-1...

Corey turns around to face the ring as he reaches the bottom of the ramp, and then pulls himself up onto the apron, placing one foot in the ring between the top and middle ropes, using one hand to hold the top rope for balance and the other to cover his eyes as he scans the crowd again.

Eric Emerson: Hailing from Hollywood , California ...

Lazarus steps into the ring and then walks to the middle of the ring, his hands on his hips and his trademark devilish smirk on his face. The guitars ring out as Corey drops to a knee, his head bowed and a single fist placed on the mat, his other hand resting on his knee.

Eric Emerson: He is "The Premiere Attraction"...

The snare drum comes back in, keeping a faster pace, and then the guitars and bass return as well, playing a more high tempo variation of the main theme at 1:52 mark. Corey leaps to his feet, his arms spread out to his side after he rips his Ray Ban's off, turning his body around to all sides of the arena as flashbulbs go off everywhere.

Eric Emerson: ...COREY LAZARUS!!

The last image on the ADCtron before "The Ecstasy of Gold" fades into silence, the house lights returning, is that of Corey Lazarus being held up on the shoulders of Jesse White and Malcolm West, the PWA World title held up high above his bloodied head while Cliff Young, Tina Young, Hiro Takawa, Andrew Crow, and Emma O'Reilly look on behind him, applauding.

Three quick drum beats pick up and then a GONG! Echoes, preceding the voice of Raizzor saying…..’Dead Man Walking!’….and the arena lights die down as a red eerie glow illuminates the arena. The lyrics pick up as the stage begins to cloud over with a mist and a shadowy shape takes form within the growing fog.

##You've done it now
You've gone and made a big mistake
and I can't allow, you to think you can just walk away
so turn around, and face the piper you're gonna pay
'cause the end is now
this is gonna be your judgment day##

Eric Emerson: He weighs in at 285lbs........he hails from Las Vegas Nevada..........

The music and lyrics continue to illustrate the tension that permeates the entire arena... and the shadowed figure begins to move forward, breaking out of the mist to reveal the Soul-Taker.

##You're gonna Pay, You're Gonna Pay
there's no forgiveness this time
You're gonna Pay, You're Gonna Pay

It's my business, your mind
You're gonna Pay, You're Gonna Pay
I'm burning these ones to the ground
You're gonna Pay, You're Gonna Pay
I'm gonna Bring you down##

Eric Emerson: Known as the Franchise of the PWA.....the Soul-Taker..........RAIZZOR!!!!!!!!

Moving with a slow dedicated purpose, Raizzor stalks to the ring. He comes to the steps, where he stops and shrugs off his leather duster, letting it fall to the floor around his feet. Raizzor steps into the ring.

##No more chances,
No more excuses, no lies
your stories ending, time to say your goodbyes
nice guys, it's said they always finish last
but bad-asses, are always kicking asshole's ass##

asshole,
kick it

With his chest rising and falling slowly, Raizzor moves around the ring with slow steady steps.

##You're gonna Pay, You're Gonna Pay
there's no forgiveness this time
You're gonna Pay, You're Gonna Pay
It's my business, your mind
You're gonna Pay, You're Gonna Pay
I'm burning these ones to the ground
You're gonna Pay, You're Gonna Pay
I'm gonna Bring you down##

Finally, he enters the ring and prepares for the contest at hand.


Raizzor and Corey both move to the center of the ring... the crowd quiets down as Raizzor looks down at Lazarus, and Corey does the same... Corey backs up a bit and Raizzor holds out his hand... they both shake and nod.

McDaniel: A show of respect for Corey?

Rentfro: Or maybe just shaking hands with a deadman...

Raizzor Backs up again and so does Corey...

DING DING DING!!

The match starts off and both Raizzor and Corey lock up in the center of the ring, Corey goes for an Arm wrench, but Raizzor powers out of quickly and elbows Corey in the nose, Corey stumbles back and Raizzor Whips him into the corner...

McDaniel: Raizzor takes hold of the match quickly

Rentfro: Just like I said, he was shaking hands with a deadman.

Raizzor grabs Corey and whips him into the other turnbuckle, but Corey quickly reverses it and tosses Raizzor into the turnbuckle, Lazarus then charges at him and hits him with a hard cross body splash. Corey then backs up a bit, and tries to go for another cross body, but Raizzor slips out of the way and forces Corey into the turnbuckle to add to the force of the impact!!

Rentfro: and Raizzor just escapes by the tiny hairs on his arms

McDaniel: And a good thing too, Corey could've taken out Raizzor quickly with those cross bodies.

Raizzor grabs Corey from behind and lifts him high up for a hard Belly to back Suplex! He drops Corey in just a way that he arches his back for a bridge!

1!

2!

KICK OUT!!

Corey pretty much flips out of the pin and backs away from Raizzor, Raizzor pulls himself up slowly, once they are both to their feet, Corey locks up with Raizzor in the middle of the ring! Corey tries to lift Raizzor up for a quick Fireman's carry, but Raizzor struggles out of it and manages to get behind Corey again, however this time, Corey slips behind Raizzor under his legs and flips Raizzor onto his face by grabbing his ankle!

McDaniel: Whoa! Lazarus is nimble.

Rentfro: I guess that’s why that makes him our world champ.

Corey works fast to lock in a quick Texas Cloverleaf- he manages to roll Raizzor over and get him in position!!

McDaniel: Raizzors in the Cloverleaf!!

Rentfro: What is he going to do now?!

Raizzor- with no where to go, scrambles franticly to pull himself towards the nearest ring rope! He manages to pull himself over to the closest one to the right... but Lazarus pulls him back, almost screaming at him to tap.

Rentfro: Raizzor is in for now if he can't get out of that hold!

Raizzor tries to roll over on his back, but Lazarus keeps the hold locked in... Raizzor tries again, this time he almost gets to his side, he pushes slowly and slowly, but Corey puts him right back to where he was before!

Raizzor lifts his hand up slowly, as if to tap, but then uses it to reach out as best as he can for the ring... he pulls himself slowly.. slowly to the rope... Lazarus tries to pull him back! But Raizzor pulls right back and for a very few seconds the tips of his fingers brush against the nylon rope, then his full hand grasps the rope!!

The crowd cheers as Lazarus is forced to break the hold!!

Rentfro: He did it! Raizzor held on long enough just to grasp that red rope!!

McDaniel: I was almost worried there for a second!!

Lazarus backs up as the ref tells him to get off. Raizzor pulls himself up slowly, twisting his ankle a bit, making sure nothing was hurt on him. Corey goes back in for the attack, but Raizzor catches him off guard and flips him into the Tombstone shoulder breaker!! He parades around the ring for a moment, but Corey begins to push against Raizzor, trying to force his weight to throw Raizzor off, as they both struggle... The MoA slowly waltz down to the ring...

Rentfro: The hell? The MoA weren't invited to his party

McDaniel: I was just about to ask something along those lines!

Raizzor stares at them for a moment, but then he finally drops Corey Down into the tombstone shoulder breaker! He goes for the pin!

Rentfro: This is it!!

1!

2!

McDaniel: But wait, what’s Ridel doing!

Ridel yanks the ref out of the ring by his foot and walks off, so the ref couldn't pin it on him! Raizzor gets to his feet and begins to bark orders at Ridel who merely shrugs it off by looking like he was tired. Lazarus pulls himself up, but Raizzor continues to curse out Ridel who in turn just turned his back... Behind Raizzor however, comes Lazarus with a hard “End Credits!” Raizzors falls over to the side, half conscious.

McDaniel: Damn those MoA folk!

Lazarus goes for the pin and the ref gets back into the ring to count it. The MoA stay clear away from the ring- except for Ridel.

1!

2!

Ridel pulls the ref out of the ring again! This time the ref gets really angry and calls for the bell, the MoA just laugh and the ref begins to curse out Ridel. Lazarus gets to his feet, and is about to go for Ridel, but then notices that the rest of the MoA are about to get into the ring... he backs up to the center and not realizes his surrounded on all sides...

McDaniel: Corey should get out of there!

Rentfro: if he wants to stay Champion, and not have to leave on an injury, I would hope so.

All the Members of the MoA. Rush into the ring and begins to stomp out Lazarus, Raizzor gets up to his feet to toss Ridel out of the ring and get all the other members away from the ring, Raizzor steps through the middle rope and begins to beat down Cain, Lazarus rushes after them and both Raizzor and Lazarus take on all the members of the Masters of Armageddon!!

McDaniel: Even though they were just in a match, Raizzor and Lazarus are not fighting a common enemy, that shows sportsman ship!

Rentfro: or just a common understanding that neither wish to be injured.

Lazarus hits the roar elbow on Ridel! And turns his attention to Raizzor who was busy with Cain and Orochi, but out of the blue comes Virus! He tackles Lazarus while he was on his way over to meet up with Raizzor!

Rentfro: What the! Virus is here now too!

Virus begins to beat down on Lazarus until from out of nowhere! Nightmare comes to save the day! He spears Virus out of no where and helps Lazarus up to his feet, Virus however- only retained little effect by the spear, Went straight for nightmare now, slugging it out with him. Lazarus is met up again by Ridel, but both of them are Surprised as Project X's music hits the ADCtron and he heads down to the aid whomever he pleases!

McDaniel: Its Project X!!

Rentfro: But who is he here to help!!

Project X grabs Ridel and hits him with the probe!! The crowd cheers as Project X poses for the crowd, but then, from behind the curtains comes Deacon Frost!! X turns around but Deacon already lays him out with a folded chair!!

Rentfro: This is pure carnage! First nightmare and virus come out here!

McDaniel: And then Project X and Deacon Frost!!

Raizzor tosses Cain into the crowd and Lazarus chases Ridel off with Orochi is right behind him... Corey walks into the ring and looks around, a huge cut across his forehead, and blood covering his face... Raizzor manages to escape both Orochi and Cain with only a two tiny cuts.

McDaniel: What could the Masters of Armageddon be trying to accomplish here tonight?

Lazarus looks at Raizzor and chuckles just a bit, this time he holds out his hand. Raizzor shakes it and they both look out to the crowd, the crowd cheers in acceptance

Rentfro: Whatever it was, I think they failed.

McDaniel: With the MoA in control of Virus who knows what they could be trying to do to the world champion...

Rentfro: Needless to say, the question is still out there about who is the better man.  Raizzor did get the first pin attempt, but it took five to take Lazarus out at High Stakes!  And while Corey got the End Credits on Raizzor, Raizzor has proven his ability to kick out of even the most devestating move.  The question wasn't answered tonight, but one day it will be!

McDaniel: We've seen the advancement of some our big matches at Retribution.  Nightmare and Virus, Project X and Deacon Frost... and while Virus is more out to deal damage to Lazarus, the champion still doesn't know who he has to contend with at the PPV. 

Rentfro: THAT, we're about to find out! Let's go to the ring for the announcements!

GAUNTLET MATCH

Eric Emerson: This match is a special gauntlet match to determine the number one contender to the PWA World Championship and is your main event of the evening!

The intro to the Rage song “Bulls on Parade” begins to sound throughout the arena. It plays and thumps over the speakers, and finally as the intro finishes, and the guitar begins to sound as if it’s on a scratch board, the stage bursts with red fireworks, from behind comes Alex Wilkie, sporting a shiny red leather vest, with the letters “A+” engraved in the back, his eyes are covered by a pair of black sunglasses, and his face covered by his golden grin. First, he stands in the middle of the stage, and then points out to a few fans with signs, starting his long walk down the ramp.

Eric Emerson: Ladies and Gentlemen, making his way to the ring, weighing in at 250lbs, born in Cold Lake, Alberta Canada and now residing in Seattle, Washington, he is one half of Grade A Nastyness and is accompanied by his tag team partner Mark McNasty... “Grade A” ALEX! WIIIIIILKIEEEEE!

He stands at the middle of the stage, drops down to his knees, and points one hand up to the sky and behind him, more red and white fireworks go off into the top of the arena, he then gets off his knees and continues to walk down to the ring, he rolls under the bottom rope, he hops back up and runs towards the nearest turn buckle, tossing his red leather vest into the crowd, then pointing to the lucky fan who caught it, the music begins to fade as he circles around the ring…

Eric Emerson: And his opponent, standing seven feet tall and weighing in at three hundred fifty-two 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 choke slamming 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.

Rentfro: Damn, P-X is over a hundred pounds heavier and nearly a foot taller than Wilkie.

McDaniel: Alex will have to rely on his speed and agility if he hopes to defeat this man, that's for sure.  

PROJECT X vs. ALEX WILKIE



Referee Cole Tate calls for the bell to begin the match, and Grade A fires a standing dropkick into his opponent's chest. Project-X barely budges, however, as he stalks his adversary. Wilkie rolls to his feet and shoots a spinning heel kick into his foe's torso. P-X stumbles back but keeps coming. Alex Wilkie frowns and runs into the ropes, spring boarding off with a back elbow smash to his opponent's face. Project-X grabs Alex by the throat as he goes for The Probe. However, Grade A manages to reverse the move into a triangle hold.

Rentfro: A smart move, but I don't know if Wilkie weighs enough to apply this hold well enough to a man of Project-X's stature.

McDaniel: And there's your answer, Brian, as P-X lifts Alex Wilkie off the mat only to drive him back down into it!

Project-X goes for The Probe a second time, planting Alex into the canvas then covering him for the pin.

One...

Two...

Mark McNasty puts his tag partner's foot on the bottom rope then gets Referee Tate's attention. The referee breaks up the pin. P-X glares at McNasty who merely smirks and shrugs at him. Project-X returns his attention to Alex Wilkie just in time to get hit with the A+ssault, causing him to stumble into the corner. Grade A flips to his feet and charges the corner for a Grade A Sting. However, his face collides with the sole of his opponent's boot as P-X brings his foot up for a mafia kick.

Project-X tries to Irish whip his adversary into the ropes, but Alex Wilkie puts on the brakes and tries to reverse the momentum. P-X does not move, however, and simply stares at Wilkie before going for The Probe a second time. Alex goes up... Alex comes down... HARD. Project-X covers for the pin in the center of the ring.

One...

Two...

Three...

Eric Emerson: 'Grade A' Alex Wilkie has been eliminated!

McDaniel: A valiant effort by Wilkie, but Project-X has been unstoppable lately.

Rentfro: I wonder who will be next to face him? He's trying to goad McNasty into stepping into the ring against him.

McDaniel: Mark isn't falling for it. However, there are three other men remaining, including P-X's own tag partner The Phoenix.  

PROJECT X vs. LEX DEMISE



As Mark McNasty and Project-X trade insults, Lex Demise slides into the ring behind P-X, taking him down with a chop block to his left knee. Lex slams his foe's knee into the canvas, stomping on the back of it before dropping a leg across it. Demise wraps his opponent's leg in a Japanese knee bar, wrenching back viciously. Project-X roars in pain at the focused assault upon his knee but refuses to submit when asked by Referee Cole Tate. P-X lunges for the ropes but finds his escape cut short as Lex Demise begins shifts into a rolling Japanese knee bar. Project-X makes a desperate grab for the ropes as they pass by and succeeds in clutching the bottom rope for the break.

Rentfro: Lex Demise is really working over the left knee of Project-X.

McDaniel: A wise strategy. Without a base upon which to stand, P-X's power game goes out the window.

Project-X uses the ropes to pull himself back to his feet. As he turns around he is met by a super kick from his adversary, landing squarely on his chin. P-X staggers back into the corner as his foe backs up before firing the Silver Bullet at him. Project-X manages to move out of the way just in time, causing Demise crashes through the ropes and into the ring post shoulder-first. P-X grabs his opponent and drives him into the post a second time before yanking him out and whipping him across the ring. Lex Demise bounces off the ropes and right into a Crop Circle . Project-X covers for the pin.

One...

Two...

Rentfro: Lex Demise gets the shoulder up just before the three count. Do you think we'll see Project-X repeat his previous performance and beat Demise as well?

McDaniel: Hard to say, Brian. Lex Demise is a difficult man to keep down, but P-X is a monster.

Project-X grabs his opponent by the throat as he sets up Lex Demise for The Probe. Suddenly Demise reverses it into a Fujiwara arm bar, taking P-X down to the mat. Project-X attempts to power out of the hold, but Lex is having none of that as he increases the angle of torque on his adversary's arm. P-X shouts in pain as his arm is put into an unnatural angle. Referee Cole Tate asks Project-X if he wishes to submit, but his only answer is cursing and threats. With a loud bellow P-X lurches forward to grab the ropes with his other hand, forcing the break.

The two men get to their feet, and Lex Demise shoots a hook kick into the side of Project-X's left knee, followed quickly by a stamp kick that brings the giant down to one knee. Lex delivers a shining black that levels his adversary then applies the Fade. Project-X fights against the pain ravaging through his left knee and attempts to power out of the hold. He soon finds that there is no way to break free. He attempts to roll through the submission in an effort to reverse it, but Lex Demise fights back to maintain control. P-X frantically tries to drag his way to the ropes. Lex rocks back in an effort to increase the strain on his foe's legs, causing Project-X to drop to the mat and shout in agony. Still he refuses to submit.

Rentfro: Project-X refuses to surrender, but his shoulders are to the mat!

One...

Two...

Thre-NO!

McDaniel: P-X got his shoulder up just in time, but you have to wonder just how much he has left in him.

Once again Project-X's shoulders meet the mat, and the referee is there to make the count.

One...

Two...

Three...

Eric Emerson: Project-X has been eliminated!

Project-X slowly and painfully rolls out of the ring, hobbling towards the exit ramp. Suddenly a tall and powerful figure in a black suit and a black wrestling mask steps through the curtains on stage. It is Orochi of the MoA. He raises a microphone to speak.

Orochi: We are very displeased with your recent actions against Enika Engel, Project-X. Matthew Engel joined us to protect his family, and then you do this to his sister. This is a situation that simply cannot be abided.

Project-X merely stares at Orochi, a giant in his own right. Then P-X begins to laugh. Orochi shakes his head disapprovingly.

Orochi: If we cannot protect them, then at least we can avenge them, and it begins here and now with you!

The two men charge one another. Suddenly Graham Cain emerges from the crowd, taking down P-X with a chop block to the back of his injured left knee. Orochi drives an axe kick into the side of Project-X's head that topples the monster.

Orochi: So you weren't intimidated with our burning you in effigy? Perhaps you'll be more impressed with this. What is it your partner likes to say? Oh yes... Feel the flame!

Dead End emerges from the crowd to break open a liquor bottle across the back of Project-X's skull as he begins rising to his feet. As the alcohol pours over P-X, Orochi reaches into his pockets... and pulls out a book of matches, quickly striking one and throwing it at Project-X.

Rentfro: I... I don't know who to support, Jon. What Project-X did was horrible, but this....

McDaniel: I know, Brian, but it seems P-X has friends after all! Because here comes The Phoenix and Might and Magic!  

LEX DEMISE vs. PHOENIX



Phoenix rushes out of the back with M&M behind him. Phoenix carries a fire extinguisher with him, which he promptly uses to put out the fire on Project-X. Orochi loads a pair of brass knuckles into his left hand as Cain and Dead End battle Might and Magic. Quickly security floods the area, separating the men. Orochi punches Phoenix in the back of the head before being forced away by security. Mark McNasty takes advantage of the situation and quickly grabs the dazed Phoenix and tosses him into the ring against Lex Demise, much like the Romans throwing the Christians to the lions. The MoA disperse back through the crowd while Might and Magic exit to the back. Project-X, finally back to his feet, watches this all and roars in anger and frustration, used to victimizing others rather than being made the victim.

P-X then turns around to exit to the back, only to find himself raised into the air by a gorilla press from Deacon Frost.

Rentfro: Good lord, now Deacon Frost too?!

McDaniel: This just is not Project-X's night.

Deacon Frost launches P-X off the stage to crash through a table bearing electrical cords and supplies. As P-X lies motionless a crazed smirk of self-satisfaction spreads across Frost's features before he returns to the back.

Meanwhile, in the ring, Lex Demise has applied a sharpshooter to the Phoenix . Robinson attempts to power out of the hold, but he simply doesn't have the focus after the cheap shot to the skull by Orochi. Rob Robinson pushes himself up by his hands and makes the slow tortuous trek to the ropes. Demise drags his opponent back towards the center of the ring. Rob dives forward, desperately grabbing for the ropes, but McNasty pulls them out of his reach. The referee spots this, however, and reprimands Mark McNasty, who simply shrugs with a cocky smirk.

Rentfro: With all that action outside the ring you'd almost forget there was a match still in progress.

McDaniel: Perhaps you would, but these three remaining men have not, as Lex Demise continues to work over the Phoenix with the sharpshooter. Rob Robinson once again goes for the ropes, refusing to quit even after the damage he's taken.

Rentfro: And he makes it this time! The hold is broken, but you know it has to have done some serious damage, especially with the condition Robinson's in after last week's battledome match.

Lex Demise stalks his opponent then darts in to nail a dropkick to the back of Rob's head, sending him spilling through the ropes. Demise rolls out after his opponent and whips him into the ring barricade before taking him over with a diving lariat. The two men get to their feet and begin trading punches. The Phoenix blocks a fist from his foe with a steel chair then swings it to connect with Lex's head. Lex Demise nails a shoot kick into the chair, sending it into his opponent's face. Rob Robinson drops the chair and then is drilled into it head-first with an impaler ddt by Demise.

Rentfro: At this rate, Rob will be lucky to be able to do his radio show. He'll have a concussion by the end of this match at this rate.

McDaniel: I doubt his listeners... all two of them... will be able to tell the difference.

Lex Demise throws the Phoenix over the guard rail back towards the ring, before rolling inside to break Referee Tate's count. Demise slides back out of the ring and hoists Rob Robinson overhead into a reverse vertical suplex position. Robinson kicks and struggles, fighting his way back to his feet to deliver a reverse brain buster of his own. Rob executes The Flames, bouncing his adversary's head off the hard ringside floor, before throwing him back inside the ring. Robinson springs onto the apron then climbs to the top turnbuckle.

Rentfro: This could be it.... It is! The Phoenix hits The Ashes!

McDaniel: After those two hard shots on the outside, Lex Demise may not be able to kick out in time either.

One...

Two...

Three...

Lex Demise manages to get his shoulder up, but it is JUST after the three count.

Eric Emerson: Lex Demise has been eliminated!

Rentfro: That just leaves two men, the Phoenix who is battered and weary... and Mark McNasty, who is still fresh.

McDaniel: I wouldn't sell Robinson short. The man has determination if nothing else.  

THE PHOENIX vs. MARK McNASTY



Mark McNasty slides into the ring behind Rob Robinson as Robinson gets up from pinning Demise. McNasty levels the Phoenix with the Lights Out, connecting hard with the forearm to the back of Rob's skull. Mark quickly covers for the pinfall.

One...

Two...

Three-NO!

The Phoenix manages to get his foot onto the bottom rope just in time to avoid the three count. Mark McNasty forces his adversary to his feet, attempting to power bomb him down onto the canvas. Robinson reverses with a samurai driver, however. Rob Robinson applies a grounded side-headlock to his opponent, grinding away at his neck. McNasty powers his way back to his feet and throws his foe off and into the ropes. The Phoenix springboards off the ropes with a shining enzuigiri that drops his opponent. Rob pulls McNasty up into a standing head scissors, preparing for the Flame. Mark McNasty quickly charges forward, driving Robinson's spine into the turnbuckles then nails him with a stiff bolo forearm in under the jaw that rocks his head back. Mark springs onto the top turnbuckle, flying off to plant the Phoenix with the Totally Nasty.

Rentfro: There's the cover!

One...

Two...

Three...

Referee Cole Tate tells the timekeeper to NOT ring the bell, explaining that Robinson's shoulder came up JUST in time, and the match continues.

McDaniel: So close yet so far away.

Mark McNasty pulls the Phoenix to his feet and whips him into the ropes, driving him into the canvas with a spine buster, Ouch. Mark then kips to his feet and runs to the ropes, coming off them with a rolling thunder. However, Rob Robinson brings his knees up in time, causing his opponent to crash and burn. Rob Robinson executes the Flame then goes to the corner, climbing the turnbuckles to leap off with the Ashes... only to find nobody home! The Phoenix crashes down hard onto the mat. McNasty quickly rolls Rob up in a small package.

One...

Two...

Robinson rolls through and reverses the pin.

One...

Two...

Mark kicks out of the pin, and the two men get to their feet, exchanging chops. The Phoenix corners his adversary and begins drilling him with knife-edge chops, raising welts along his chest. A quick x-factor by Mark McNasty puts an end to that offense, however. McNasty hops to his feet then onto the second rope, coming down with a double stomp to the back of the Phoenix 's head. Rob Robinson rolls out of the ring.

Rentfro: Smart move by the Phoenix . He has to be in bad shape right now.

McDaniel: Indeed. He can't get pinned on the outside. Take a break, regroup and rest. If McNasty allows him, that is.

Mark steps out onto the apron and charges his foe, diving off with a spear towards Rob Robinson. Robinson side-steps the attack, and McNasty collides with the ring barricade. The Phoenix forces his opponent to his feet, only to drop with a bulldog over the guard rail. Rob rolls his opponent back inside the ring and rolls in after him for the pin.

One...

Two...

Three-NO!

Mark McNasty gets his foot into the ropes for the break.

Rob Robinson gets into the referee's face, shouting and arguing about a slow count. This gives McNasty the opening he needs to get to his feet and drop the Phoenix with a diving face buster. Mark stands and tosses Robinson into the ropes, catching him with the Sault slam. Mark McNasty covers for the pinfall.

One...

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Three...

DING DING

Eric Emerson: The Phoenix has been eliminated! The winner of this match... MARK MCNASTY!!!

Rentfro: What a match and what a main event!

McDaniel: Mark McNasty now has the shot against Corey Lazarus for the PWA World Title. Perhaps now instead of bragging about how he's beaten all the PWA World Champions during this run of the PWA, he will now be able to boast of BEING the PWA World Champion.

Rentfro: Time will tell that tale, but one thing is certain: if Corey Lazarus has his way he'll stay the champion for a long time to come.

McDaniel: We've seen alot happen here tonight!  But what are the consequences of these actions? Find out next week on Rampage! Night everyone!!!

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