World Heavyweight Title: The Phoenix
Intercontinental Title: Johnny Maverick


Welcome to Chaos

*Before Chaos officially begins*

The scene fades in to find Chamelion standing in front of the PWA Logo and below it in erratic blue font reveals the logo for Chaos! Chamelion grins.

Chamelion: It pleases me to welcome each and every one of you to Wednesday Night Chaos! The fact that we have two shows now, is but one example of how amazingly popular and a ratings success the PWA has been over the course of the last year and a half. With us moving towards the two year mark, our roster has exploded, and the return of Chaos on its original Wednesday night time slot gives me quivers, it really does.

He pauses a moment.

Chamelion: And of course, the B.O.D. has seen fit to hire a new staff to oversee Chaos, and I have every faith that they will do their very best. However, as I have a soft spot for Rampage, well… I’m telling Chaos to step up, bring it on, and just like the Pantheon does each and every week; motivating the roster on Rampage to do their best, I can assure you that we’re going to make our presence felt on Chaos and do the very same thing! Mark my words on that one.

Enter Cheshire Grin.

Chamelion: So, ladies and gents; time to get the show rolling… time, for a little Chaos!

Cut to opening montage.

Jester Jay: Welcome to Wednesday Night Chaos, I’m your cool color commentator, and this lovely hoe beside me is Tear Gutter!

Tear Gutter: If you’re not careful Jester, I will have you castrated.

Jester Jay: Promises, promises. Anyways, tonight marks the return of one of the PWA’s flagship shows, CHAOS!

Tear Gutter: Yes it does, and we got a heck of a card for you tonight!

Jester Jay: We have Simon Kalis vs. Scottie Snow, two Chaos stars. Then we have two Rampage stars in Meghan Nash Strader and Lacey Gloria showcasing their talents tonight.

Tear Gutter: Don’t forget James Strike against Gary Maverick. Methodcobra also marks his return to the PWA against our main boss’s nephew Jacob Collins for a shot at the Chaos exclusive TV championship.

Jester Jay: And our main event pits two friends against each other in a non title match. Shadow Starr versus Pohatu, or Potato as he is often called in these circles.

[ Just as Tear Gutter is about to start talking about the opening match, ‘Cat Scratch Fever’ by Pantera begins to blare throughout the arena. The fans looked confused as do the commentators. ]

Tear Gutter: Isn’t this a Scott Nash Strader theme?

Jester Jay: Wouldn’t surprise me… that guy doesn’t know what retirement means.

[ The Chaos-tron lights up with the smiling face of Tamika Nash Strader. The fans erupt loudly as TNS makes her way out onto the ramp. She is wearing a black pinstriped women’s business suit, and holds a microphone in her hand. Her strawberry blonde hair falls over her shoulders, and her green eyes smile out at the arena. ]

Tear Gutter: That’s one of our bosses.

Jester Jay: Well, you were 2/3’s right.

Tear Gutter: Well, what are you talking about now?

[ The music comes to a stop, and Tamika raises the microphone to her lips. ]

TNS: Hello NEW YORK!!!!!!!!!!!

[ A cheap pop from the crowd, but a heavy one. ]

TNS: I would just like to welcome you all to the return of the PWA’s own Wednesday Night….. CHAOS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[ The fans erupt even louder as Tamika pumps her fist in the air. She settles down as does the crowd. Jester Jay himself is still cheering like crazy. ]

Tear Gutter: Why are you so happy?

Jester Jay: I’ve been unemployed since ACW closed down! I love this place!

TNS: As you all saw last Saturday, my sister and I have come to the PWA to bring together a new age of wrestlers. Little did I know I would be running a show. It’s fantastic. And what’s even better is the name. Chaos. The thing about Chaos everyone, is that it is fair. Everything is fair game. So when you come to Chaos, expect the unexpected. Because I run a different show then Rampage.

Jester Jay: I love chaos.

Tear Gutter: Trying to get a raise? Chances are you will be fired after tonight.

TNS: That’s why tonight will slightly formatted. For starters, tonights opening match is now a Tables Match!!!!!! I ----

[ Just then Tamika is cut off by “The Trooper” by Iron Maiden as a man walks out on stage wearing a simple black business suit with a light blue tie. With a deft hand he quickly snatches a microphone of a stage hand.]

Tear Gutter: Did you forget we had another boss?

Jester Jay: Maybe….

Tear Gutter: I’m teamed with an idiot!

JW: Hold on Sweetheart, you’re not the only one in charge. The name is Jack Wheeler, bitch.

TNS: Your name is Jack Wheeler Bitch?

[ A bit of a laughter comes up. ]

Jester Jay: She can’t talk to him like that!

Tear Gutter: A second ago you didn’t know who he was, now you are on his side.

JW: Starting next week, there is going to be a tournament; a tournament that will determine a new contender for the Grizzly Beer title after Manitoba Mayhem. But I'm not going to stop there; the current GB champion gets to pick what matches the contestants shall fight under. The bracket will be revealed next week.

Jester Jay: Ahh sweet, a Grizzly Beer tourney! Chaos is gonna be loaded with champions!

Tear Gutter: You depend a lot on The Pantheon don’t you?

Jester Jay: You know it baby! Now shhh, Tamara is going to announce our first match!

Simon Kalis vs Scottie 'The Panther' Snow

Singles Match Tables

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: The Following match is a Table’s match! On his way to the ring at this time, weighing in at 215 pounds, from Memphis, TN, Scottie Snow!!!

[Scottie Snow comes to the ring making claws at the crowd as the swing cat version of The Pink Panthers theme plays throughout the arena. ]

Tamara Christopher-Onassi : Introducing...

"Talk" by Coldplay begins to play and the fans jump from their seats, cheering wildly in anticipation.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi : Weighing in at 100 and 80 pounds, standing an even six feet tall...

[The arena begins to tint a blood red, and as the music starts full steam Simon Kalis swaggers out in baggy black Avirex jeans tucked into his military style black boots with a black bandana tied in the front on his head and another black bandana covering his face. ]

Tamara Christopher-Onassi : Hailing from Montréal, Québec... Please welcome!! SIMON KALIS!!!!!!

[ He swaggers out from the back, mockingly using his arms like an airplane as he steps out bobbing his head to the music. He snaps himself back into a straight posture, and rushes towards the ring, sliding in underneath the bottom rope before heading to the corner and jumping onto the top rope, throwing his arms up in the air. Kalis undoes the bandana from his face and throws it into the cheering crowd as he stretches his arms out while moving his body to the beat of the rhythem of the song. He heads for each corner and climbs up to the top, throwing up the westside hand sign to the roaring cheers of the fans. He finally jumps down from the fourth corner, and stomps his feet in preparing for battle.]

[Dwayne Cross is the referee for this contest. Dwayne Cross checks Kalis's boots and knee pads then does the same to Scottie Snow. (ring, ring, ring) The Panther bites Simon Kalis's arm out of desparation. The Panther grabs Simon Kalis's head and bites him in the face. Simon pins Scottie Snow against the ropes and chokes him with his forearm. Kalis kicks Scottie Snow in the stomach. Scottie Snow grabs Simon's leg and takes him down. Now Simon is back standing. Scottie Snow tries to execute a headlock takedown but can’t as Simon overpowers him. Simon dropkicks Scottie Snow to the outside of the ring. Kalis is hit with a backward kick as he jumps off the ring apron. Kalis is up again. Simon delivers a kick to the head of The Panther. The Panther gets back to his feet. Scottie Snow gets hit with a back heel kick. ]

Jester Jay: The Panther takes a back heel kick. I don’t like either of this guys.

[ The Panther gets back to his feet. Kalis takes The Panther down with a thrust kick to the back of the knee. ]

Tear Gutter: Scottie Snow takes a knee.

[ The Panther kicks Simon Kalis in the stomach and executes the sitdown face slam. The Panther stands up. Simon Kalis gets back to his feet. Scottie Snow hits Simon Kalis with an earringer and follows up with a corkscrew armdrag. Simon Kalis hits a spinning leg lariat on Scottie Snow sending him to the concrete. Scottie Snow moves back to his feet. Kalis kicks Scottie Snow in the groin. ]


[ Simon legsweeps Scottie Snow. Scottie Snow climbs to his feet. Simon Kalis kicks Scottie Snow in the gut, takes a few steps back, and scissor kicks him to the concrete. Kalis knee drops Scottie Snow. Simon is up again. Simon takes Scottie Snow into the ring. ]

Jester Jay: Kalis is really taking it to Scottie Snow.

[Scottie Snow moves back to his feet and into the ring. The Panther takes Kalis off his feet with a short-arm clothesline, Kalis is knocked on the mat and Scottie Snow tries to flip onto him. Kalis moves back to his feet avoiding Scottie’s flip atttempt. Simon Kalis executes a ropeflip hiptoss on The Panther. Kalis fist drops Scottie Snow on the mat. Kalis is back on his feet. Scottie Snow gets up. Kalis grabs The Panther by the arm and breaks it over his shoulder. Simon Kalis hits The Panther with a heart punch. Now The Panther standing. Scottie Snow executes a spinning back suplex on Simon. The Panther is up again. Scottie Snow takes Simon out to the floor. ]

Tear Gutter: Don't you dare switch the channel! This is getting truly intense!

[ Simon gets back to his feet. Kalis punches Scottie Snow in the gut. Simon starts choking Snow on the ring apron. Kalis tosses Snow back into the ring and follows. ]

Jester Jay: Damn, never seen anyone use the ring apron like that before!

[Simon Kalis executes a jumping sidekick on The Panther. The Panther is up again. Scottie Snow throws Simon Kalis off the ropes and hits him with a diving shoulder block. Simon Kalis gets up. Simon jabs Scottie Snow. Scottie Snow climbs to the top and tries to hit Kalis with a flying clothesline. Scottie Snow is back on his feet after he misses. Simon uppercuts a rising Scottie Snow back to the mat. Kalis hits a spinning mule kick on Snow.
Jester Jay: Scottie Snow takes a spinning mule kick.

[Scottie Snow gets hit with a diving elbow smash from Kalis. Kalis is up again. Scottie Snow climbs to his feet. Simon Kalis superkicks Scottie Snow. Kalis executes a corkscrew legdrop on Scottie Snow. ]

Tear Gutter: corkscrew legdrop! Damn that looked like it hurt.

[ Kalis climbs to his feet. The Panther gets back to his feet. The Panther uses a cradle suplex on Kalis. The Panther stands up. The Panther takes Kalis into the ring. Kalis hiptosses Scottie Snow. Simon knees The Panther and rolls back to his feet. The Panther executes the brain buster on Kalis. The Panther chants start. ]

Tear Gutter: That brain buster was very good.
Jester Jay: Surprising coming from Snow.

[Now The Panther standing. Scottie Snow takes Simon out to the floor. Scottie Snow hits Simon with a flying senton. ]

Tear Gutter: The Panther executes a flying senton, maybe Robinson taught him something afterall.

[ The Panther gets up. The Panther takes Kalis into the ring. The Panther puts Kalis in an arm grapevine submission. The Panther stomps Simon Kalis. ]

Jester Jay: Simon takes a stomp.

[ Kalis moves back to his feet. Simon mule kicks The Panther. Simon rolls onto The Panther connecting with a knee. The Panther stands up. Simon Kalis with a headscissors takeover on Scottie Snow. Scottie Snow is up again. Kalis uses a closed fist on The Panther. The Panther hits a flying karate chop right to Simon's neck. Simon hits The Panther with the back of his elbow. Scottie Snow hits Simon with a rolling elbow smash to the face. Kalis gets hit with a diving elbow smash from The Panther. The Panther executes a corkscrew legdrop on Simon. Now Simon standing. Scottie Snow monkey flips Kalis onto the mat. The Panther rolls onto Simon connecting with a knee. Scottie Snow executes a flying knee drop right to the gut of Kalis. Scottie Snow gets back to his feet. Scottie Snow goes off the top and hits a flying sitdown splash on Simon Kalis. Simon Kalis climbs to his feet. Simon Kalis leg lariats Scottie Snow, sending him to the mat. Simon follows The Panther to the floor. Simon Kalis leg drops The Panther. Simon Kalis takes Scottie Snow into the ring. Now Scottie Snow standing. Scottie Snow uses a snap mare takeover on Simon Kalis. Simon Kalis climbs to his feet. Kalis kicks The Panther in the gut, takes a few steps back, and scissor kicks him to the mat. Simon fist drops Scottie Snow on the mat. Simon executes the Sincerely knocking Snow right out. ]

Tear Gutter: I think this may be over.

Jester Jay: it seems that way, look Kalis has brought a table into the ring finally.
[ Kalis sets up the table to the thunderous roar of the crowd. He sets up near the corner turnbuckle. He takes Snow up top with him and hits him with a devasting invertabreaker through the table.]

Tear Gutter & Jester Jay: SENTENCING OF THE DAMNED!

Ding Ding Ding

Tamara Chrisopther-Onassi: The winner of this match, Simon Kalis!!!

A Legend Returns

We are backstage on Chaos and the camera crew pans on the door of Chaos General Manager Tamika Nash Strader's office. The camera abruptly turns to its right to see Joe BoXeR, PWA ex-commissioner coming down the hallway. He gives a smile for the camera, and the crowd erupts in cheers for him. He gives a knock on the door.

Jester Jay: Oh look everybody, it's our favorite PWA Commi-- oh wait, he doesn't work here anymore! That's right!

Tear Gutter: He's a PWA columnist now, Jay.

Jester Jay: Really?

Tear Gutter: Yeah, he's been doing reviews for the PWA since Sizzler.

Jester Jay: News to me.

The door is answered by the lovely Tamika, and she invites BoXeR, along with the camera crew, inside her office. It's a nice one, and she sits down at her desk. Joe stands on the other side.

TNS: Have a seat, Mr. BoXeR.

Joe BoXeR: Thanks, Tamika.

Joe sits down and Tamika leans forward and puts her elbows on her desk.

TNS: What can I do for you?

Joe BoXeR: Well, first off I just want to say that I am sorry about your Dad's brothers. I know it's been awhile since it happened, but I still feel terrible about it.

TNS: We can discuss that later, Joe. I know you didn't come down here to apologize for something that happened roughly a year and a half ago.

Joe BoXeR: I want to wrestle again.

Jester Jay: What? Isn't he like 50?

Tear Gutter: 34, according to his biography.

Jester Jay: Well he looks a lot older than he is!

TNS: Excuse me?

Joe BoXeR: Yeah, I want to wrestle again. I know I've only had one sanctioned match in two years, but I want to wrestle. It's really hard for me to watch these shows at home and then sit on my laptop and come up with summaries and little entertainment bits for the masses. I want to be apart of the action.

TNS: Interesting... normally I would consider your age, but my dad wrestled until his mid forties, and you seem like you're still in good shape.

Joe BoXeR: I've kept up, but I'm still rusty. I'm only interested in two matches a month...and I don't mind only getting paid half what the normal would be.

Jester Jay: Dumb.

Tear Gutter: Well he's being fair, Jay. We're not sure how much finance Tamika and Jack got for Chaos, and BoXeR is a legend in his own right.

Tamika sits back in her chair, pondering BoXeR's proposition.

TNS: Alright, you've got it. Your first match is next week. You'll find out against who soon enough.

Joe BoXeR: Thank you.

Joe and Tamika both stand up and shake hands. The camera crew gets in close, and Tamika flashes a beautiful smile for it.

Tear Gutter: Well there you have it! Joe BoXeR has officially signed on to the Chaos brand!

Jester Jay: Just what we need... another do-gooder who fights with heart and not brains.

An apology

'Judith' by a Perfect Circle plays and out comes the former Tag Champion, Hunter Sullivan to a hail of boos from the audience, which he shrugs off effortlessly, he very quickly marches to the ring and motions to a member of the ring crew who hands him a microphone.

“So, I guess you’re all wondering about last week with the tag match, I bet you’re all ready to jump on me for the loss. Well, I really don’t give a shit about you people and what you think. See, I came out here to express my apologizes to the Pantheon, and most importantly, Robinson. See last week Riona pulled Rob in front of my boot and I hit Rob instead of my intended target. In the end, it cost us the match, so I really want to tell Rob not to worry about it and I intend to make it up to him. In fact this next rampage I have in mind to-”

Hunter is interrupted as 'Rise Above' by Black Flag blares through the speakers and a spotlight with the Anarchy symbol searches through the audience before it finally settles on the entranceway to reveal, JOHNNY MAVERICK! Johnny is in his street clothes; a pair of tattered blue jeans, a Bad Brains t-shirt, and most importantly a sling on his left arm. There is a mixed reaction from the audience to the Anarchistic Apostle. Johnny motions to a member of the ring crew who hands him a microphone as Johnny makes his way to the ring.

Jester Jay: Wait a minute, that's Johnny Maverick! he isn't on the Chaos roster.

Tear Gutter: No, but he is a member of the Maverick Initiative, a Chaos tag team. And I think you'll agree he has some unfinished business with Mr. Sullivan.

“Jesus Christ! Do you ever shut the fuck up!?!?! Does this company have any interest in keeping an audience? Or is it all just more self-gratification for The Pantheon, a bunch of spoiled brats who couldn't wrestle their way out of a wet paper bag if they were Edward fuckin' Scissorhands. So they emptied their trust funds so they could have their own little violent playground, because goddammit it makes their balls feel big. No Hunter, that isn't you, that's Phoenix and Chamelion, the guys in the Pantheon who, you know, matter. A few months ago, I thought you just needed saving, you just needed to be shown that you were better than being the Goldar to Phoenix's Rita Repulsa.“

Johnny takes a pause to see if anyone gets the reference.

“Wow, no one? Really? Gary swore someone would get that. Soundwave to his Megatron? No? Wow. Clucker to his Robotnik? Damn.... okay, Stormtrooper to his Vader. That's an easy one.”

“Is there a point to any of this, or did you just come out here to be an idiot?” says Hunter, starting to look a little impatient with the young Anarchist.

“The point is, I thought that maybe, just maybe, the Hunter Sullivan who I considered to be a friend and mentor was still alive in there somewhere, but when I saw the look in your eyes, when you broke my best friends arm.”

Johnny climbs up the stairs and steps through the middle and top rope, being careful with his arm.

“I saw that the man who I considered a second father had died and was replaced by a corporate lackey. A pathetic trained dog, who with just a promise of table scraps, would attack and injure a man who I considered the brother I never had.”

Tear Gutter: Um, doesn't Johnny actually HAVE a brother?

“But you made one big mistake Hunter, because if there is one thing I took from your training, it was that wrestling isn't all about what happens in the ring, that getting in someone’s head is just as important as breaking their body and-”

Hunter cuts Johnny off.

“Yeah yeah yeah, and this is the part where you reveal that you've been faking your injury, this is bush league Johnny, I thought I taught you better than that.”

Johnny mocks being offended.

“Hunter, give me a bit more credit than that. Seriously, I'm hurt. You hurt me. Don't hurt your arm patting yourself on the back. I am injured, and i'd have to be crazy to try and fight you in the state I'm in.”

“Then why the hell are you here wasting my time?”

“I'm here to make you an offer you can't refuse. You see, you told us all that the reason you did what you did to Figgy was because you believed it would be the perfect match when he came back, and I for one say that, though I believe that match would in fact be epic, it's missing a few things. Where's the fire? Where's the Zazz? So Hunter, here's my offer. The instant my arm feels better, I want to give you the match you've been looking for, something that will put you and I in the annals of wrestling history for centuries. Hunter, I want blood, I want carnage, I want... The Tribunal. One Half Hour. No Rules. Whoever makes their opponent submit the most times in that hour is the winner. Tell me that doesn't sound like a five star match. What, do you want me to throw in a free toaster too? This is the real deal man!”

Hunter looks like he's giving it some thought, before finally shrugging.

“What the hell, alright. If you want to be embarrassed in front of thousands of people, I'll help you make that happen”

Hunter extends his hand for a handshake, but he extends it to Johnny’s injured arm, so Johnny can't accept.

“Hunter, you're a smart smart man. You aren't going to regret thi-”

In a flash, Johnny drops his microphone and drives his palm into Hunters face and Hunter holds his face for a moment before the two start blasting back and forth with punches! Johnnys sling falls off in the fistfight and Johnny appears to be getting the upper hand. He finally nails Hunter in the jaw and sends him down to the mat. Johnny takes a moment to rub his elbow before grabbing his sling and putting it on Hunters arm and tying it to the ring post. Johnny slides out of the ring and grabs a chair, then slides back in.

Tear Gutter: and AGAIN, Hunter ends up tied to the ropes.

Jester Jay: That cheater! He's been playing possum this whole time, even when Hunter called him out on it. Someone get out here!

“Hunter, I ain't no liar. But I've got three words for you... Just. A. Sprain. Now I understand that Riona has had you in this position before, but you see Riona is far more patient than I am”

Johnny nails Hunter in the skull with the chair.

“Whenever you're ready Hunter. The Tribunal. We're gonna go to hell and only one of us is gonna come back. Sooner or later the Hunter has to become the Hunted”

Johnny drops the microphone and rears back with the chair again, but quickly drops the chair and rolls out of the ring as the Phoenix and a bunch of security guards come to Hunters aide. Johnny jumps past the barrier and into the audience, looking back at his handiwork with a slightly crazed look on his face as a few members of the audience pat him on the back, Johnny disappears into the audience.

Brought to you by Chex Mix

The screen goes to black as we hear a voice over of “The following statement is brought to you by Chex Mix.”. We come in from the screen to see the Grizzly Beer champion, Matt Stone, standing in front of the camera with the GB title around his waist. He had a smirk on his face as he was addressing the Chaos crowd for the first time.

Stone: “Strap yourselves in boys and girls, cause the Grizzly Beer champion is coming to a tv near you. You all say what Chamelion did last Saturday on Rampage and quite frankly I’m sick of his little power trips so I picked up my ball and I left. Ryan had no shot of winning that match anyway, so I did him a favor, but to all you little kiddies here on Chaos, don’t expect me to throw you a bone like I did Ryan. So expect to see me next week when I start by Chaos career. It’s a new show, and to me it’s a brand new day. You’re all going to find out real soon that I am the real deal here on Chaos and I am the best thing going today.”

With that being said, the camera fades away from Matt.

Lacey Gloria vs Meghan Nash Strader

Singles Match

“Before I'm Dead” By Kidney Thieves hits the pa system as Lacey appears from behind the entrance curtains. She stands at the stage, looking left to right before she finally begins to waltz down to the ring. Once there, Lacey enters through the ropes and awaits her opponent

Tamara Christopher-Onassi : This match is a Standard Match. On her way to the ring at this time, weighing in at 145 pounds, from Boston, Mass a member of Apostles of Ares, Lacey Gloria!!!
Megadeth’s “Peace Sells” begins to play as the houselights slowly dim. At the twelve second mark lights begin to flicker as the beat and rhythm of the song begin to become louder .

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: "Introducing to you next…"

The Chaos tron lights up with shots of MNS, smacking the taste out DeathSun’s mouth with a slap across the face. Her name flashes on the screen, and a small amounts of pyro’s shoot off as MNS steps out from behind the curtain.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: "Hailing from London, Ontario Canada at a height of five foot ten and weighing in at one hundred and forty-five pounds…"

Meghan stops and waves at the crowd as she shifts her hips to the right side. She makes her way down to ringside followed by her baby sister Tamika Strader.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: "Meghan Nash STRADERRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!”

At that Meghan turns it into a stride and slides under the bottom rope into the ring and jumps up to the top turnbuckle as she raises her fist in the air. She steps down, and awaits her opponent as Tamika takes a spot at a turnbuckle.
Once both women are settled in the ring, the camera roams back up the stage to reveal Coyote Danyel standing at the top of the ramp, apparently going to spectate. Referee Joe Irving proceeds to checking the knee pads and boots of each woman before he finally points to the time keeper to get the match under way.


Lacey doesn't waste any time and it the first to offense with a lariat on Meghan. Meghan is taken to the mat, but manages to get back to her feet. Megan retaliates and quickly drives and elbow into the face of Lacey. She staggers back, but recovers and delivers a kick to the head of Meghan. She is obviously stunned from the sudden kick and stands a bit groggily in the center of the ring. Lacey just doesn't seem to let up at this point when she wraps Meghan's head into a cravat and launches a knee to the face. Meghan falls to the ground holding her face, and Lacey continues to assault the head of Meghan by landing a few stomps. When Lacey finally lets up on the assault Meghan pulls herself to her feet. Meghan wastes no time by landing a dropkick to the knee. Instantly, Lacey falls to a knee.

Tear Gutter: Lacey Gloria starts the match up rather aggressively, but it looks like Meghan found her opening

Joker Jay: Why is Lacey trying to smash Meghan's face?

While Lacey is trying to get back to a vertical base, Meghan rebounded off the ropes and landed another drop kick, right to the chest. Megan quickly jumps onto the second rope and flies off landing a springboard elbow drop. Lacey rolls back to her feet after the impact to the chest. Lacey grabs Meghan and side steps trying to take Meghan to the mat with a hiptoss but Meghan manages to wrap her leg with Lacey's making her unable to lift Meghan. Meghan breaks away from the grasp and goes for a kick to the stomach but Lacey catches her leg, but Meghan reverses it with an enzuigiri to Lacey's head. She slumps back against the ropes after the hit, her head slightly swimming. Meghan moves toward Lacey, but suddenly gets caught in the gut with a back heel kick. Lacey takes advantage of Meghan getting the wind knocked out of her, by slipping on a choke hold . Lacey powers Meghan to the mat and lands one or two stomps. Meghan rolls out of the way of Lacey's feet and stand back up, nailing Lacey hard in the face with two elbow smashes.

Joker Jay: If you guys expected hair pulling and slapping, you are watching the wrong match. So far both women have been pretty smash mouth.

Meghan slips behind the stunned Lacey and nails a back suplex. Meghan suddenly sends Lacey to ringside with a baseball slide. Joe Irving starts the count (.1) Lacey Gloria is back on her feet and Meghan slides out of the ring. (..2) Lacey puts a halt to any offense Meghan planned by hitting a dragon screw..(...3) Lacey walks up the fallen Meghan and tries to pull her pack up .(....4) But Lacey was halted by an elbow to the face. (.....5) Meghan throws Lacey back into the ring. But when Meghan enters the ring, she gets nailed yet again in the guy with a back heel kick. Lacey slips behind Meghan and wraps up. Meghan tries to drop her center of gravity but before she could, Lacey launches her with an AZTEC SUUUPLEXXXX!!~ Lacey bridges for a pin.

Tear Gutter:Lacey with a picture perfect suplex!


Lacey stomps on Meghan out of frustration, and then stomps again. Lacey drags Meghan back to her feet, but Meghan lands a few right hands to the stomach and then lands a drop kick. Once Lacey was on the mat, Meghan locks in a knee bar. Joe drops right down to monitor the hold and asks if Lacey wanted to give up. She answered by nailing a kick square in Meghan's jaw. Lacey keeps landing the kicks until Meghan finally lets go. Both women gather themselves enough to get back to their feet. Lacey sudden'y wraps her arm around Meghan's neck and attempts a DDT but Meghan avoids it. Lacey grumbles, but quickly slips behind Meghan and locks in a hammerlock . Meghan doesn't struggle much against the hold once Lacey Gloria shifts the hold into a waistlock and launches a suplex .

Tear Gutter: Meghan for a second time planted with a suplex. So far this far trumps a women's match you'd see anywhere else.

Lacey grabs Meghan by the hair, pulling her to her feet , gut only to take Meghan to the mat with a huge knee to the chest. Lacey follows up and kicks Meghan in the head while she is on the ground and then proceeds to stomp on her opponent. Lacey once again pulls Meghan to her feet, and connects with a rather deliberate swinging neck breaker on Meghan. Lacey goes for the cover

Joker Jay: Meghan really felt that swinging neckbreaker!

Lacey sits up, shaking her head, wondering what it was going to take to keep the young Strader down. Both women go to their feet and Lacey grabs Meghan by the arm and breaks it over her shoulder. Lacey Gloria attempts a DDT but Meghan grabs the top rope, causing Lacey to slip and fall to the mat..Meghan rushes to the turnbuckle and land lands an asai moonsault.

Joker Jay - Lacey Gloria really felt that moonsault!


Both got to their feet Lacey rushes to the ropes and springboards onto Meghan with a high crossbody. Meghan is up to her feet rather quickly and both women begin to brawl. Meghan begins to dominate the exchange and backs Lacey Gloria into the turnbuckle and delivers a huge powerbomb on to the mat. Meghan climbes to the top turnbuckle and executes the FATALITY!!!~ Meghan stands up. Meghan pulls Lacey back to her feet, hooking both arms and palanting Lacey with My Friend of Misery !!!

Tear Gutter - We've got ourselves a winner!

Tamara Christopher-Onassi - The winner of this match, Meghan Nash Strader!!!

It's always good to think before you speak...

A scan of the fans in attendance, enjoying Chaos. We see so many different kinds of fans, from hardcore Pantheon fans in a nice group, to fans of The Apostles Of Ares, but regardless of affiliation, all of the fans are simply enjoying PWA wrestling. Suddenly "Code Of Energy" by Papa Roach hits the PA system, as just the music alone is enough for people to know who's coming, as they begin to boo.

Tear Gutter: That music can only mean one thing, as the fans are already giving young Thomas Kelser a piece of their mind.

Jester Jay: That's Aeolus Wrath to you, chickie!

Smoke engulfs the entranceway, and as it clears we make out the figure of Aeolus Wrath, who is in a pair of black windbreaker pants with a white stripe down the side, black sneakers on his feet, and a white ribbed tanktop that has a dragon on the front. Wrath closes his eyes, taking in the boos from the crowd, as a sly smirk forms on his face. He walks down the ramp, shaking his head in disgust a bit at the fans in attendance. He hops onto the ring apron and enters the ring. In the center of the ring he extends his arms out wide, as if mocking the fans with a warm embrace. He asks for a mic and gets one, as his music dies down, the boos continuing.

Tear Gutter: Obviously no love for Aeolus Wrath tonight, but I really don't think he cares.

Jester Jay: These fans owe this man a ton of respect. He could have signed on to Rampage, but instead, he's here on Chaos, gracing us with his presence.

Wrath laughs, pretending to wipe a tear from his eye, before lifting the mic to his lips.

Aeolus Wrath: So let me get this straight, I do you all a favor, I do this company a favor and come here, to Chaos, I give you people a reason to tune in and watch this second rate show, and yet each and every one of you choose to boo me?

Once again, a loud chorus of boos, Wrath rolls his tongue, unamused.

Aeolus Wrath: You know what? That's fine. You idiots never did a damn thing for me, nothing but disrespect, nothing but pure hatred from all of you, and why? Why? Because I don't play by your rules, is that it? I don't stand there in my overalls and grin with my three teeth or juggle citrus fruit, or call myself Mr. PWA like a tool? No, even if I consulted someone about my future, about my career, it wouldn't be one of you wastes of sperm in the audience, that's for damn sure.

Chants of "You suck, you suck" echo throughout the arena.

Aeolus Wrath: Oh no no no, how wrong you are. I don't suck. You people suck. You suck because you choose to follow fools, idiots, morons, you choose to follow people with false bravado, people who make false promises to you, and yet a man like me, a man who deserves the spotlight, the attention, all of it, you choose to ignore him, you choose to push me aside. Know this, you goddamn ingrates, as much as you may hate me, trust me, I hate you all that much more.

Fans are now beginning a "Grow Up!" chant, Wrath's eyes narrowing a bit.

Aeolus Wrath: Grow up? Really? That's it? That's the best you can do? You know what, fine. You want me to grow up? I'm more of an adult than people older than me. You know what? Screw you people. Screw you all. Because I've wasted enough time on you. I came out here to get down to business, not to jawjack with a bunch of inbred monkeys.

Chants of "Screw You Wrath!" are now rising, Wrath mimics a conductor.

Aeolus Wrath: Ah, don't like hearing the truth. So sad. Speaking of the truth, the last time I was here in the PWA, I was kept off of television, and I told the world the reason why. The reason is that there are people in the back, people in the front office, that hate seeing a guy like me succeed. It eats them up inside. But you know what, I ignored it. I ignored it because I don't have time to play kid games with the likes of the Sommers and Robinsons of this world. But I can't lie, it sickens me that a stupid bitch Strader who knows what she has when she was informed I'd be on the roster here on Chaos, decides not to book me on this show. I will NOT allow some stupid twit to keep me from my destiny. I will not allow some forgotten child, some girly who has an ounce of power in this place misusing it, and misusing my talents, my skills, my gifts! With that being said, I'm not leaving this ring until I get answers, so come on Barbie girl, get your skinny ass out here, or we're going to have a big problem.

Wrath holds the mic to his side and yawns, waiting.

Tear Gutter: A total lack of respect from this young man towards our fans, and our co-GM of Chaos.

Jester Jay: Hey, hold on a sec. My main man Wrath has a point, these fans never cared about him, and it is an injustice that our co-GM has obviously been trying to keep him down. I mean, her father isn't very fond of Wrath, who knows if he told her not to book him tonight, just out of spite?

Tear Gutter: I highly doubt it.

With that, ‘Cat Scratch Fever’ hits the sound system for the second time tonight. The fans erupt in cheers as Tamika Nash Strader makes her way out of the entrance way. She smiles for them all, and stops smiling as she sets her eyes upon Aeolus. Wrath just glares back at her, as her music slowly fades and she raises the microphone up close to her pretty red lips.

TNS: Aeolus, something I’ve learned over the years of watching wrestling, is that you Kelsers don’t think before you speak. Personally, Meghan and I had no issues with you. We really don’t now either, because it is quite apparent you’re below everyone in the PWA.

Tear Gutter: No love loss from the boss.

Jester Jay: Wheeler would treat him better.

TNS: So, in saying that you said earlier last week you wanted to everyone to hold your past against you, and let it be something you step on to get towards the top… Well, you’re going to do that right here on Wednesday Night Chaos. Next week everyone will witness the return of Aeolus Wrath to the PWA’s squared circle.

Tear Gutter: See you idiot, she booked him.

Jester Jay: Only because he made a point to say she wouldn’t.

Aeolus smiles at this announcement but stops as Tamika interrupts.

TNS: That match will be Aeolus Wrath versus… THE O’CONNOR’S!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Aeolus snarls at Tamika as ‘Cat Scratch Fever’ starts back up. Tamika waves at Aeolus and winks at him. Tamika waves to the cheering crowd as she disappears behind the curtain. Aeolus makes his way to the back as well as we prepare for out next match.

Jester Jay: That totally unfair.

Tear Gutter: Shut up Jay, Tamara is about to announce the next match.

James Strike vs Gary Maverick

Singles Match

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: This match is a Standard Match and schedule for one fall. On his way to the ring at this time, weighing in at 233 pounds, from Carribean Island, James Strike!!!

[The song of Te Quiero Puta starts and we see on the titantron screen James Strike making a dance with Latina chicks in bikini. After fifteen seconds, James is holding himself on a rope like a Pirate and flies on the ring then he jumps off the rope to land in the middle of the ring. All the fangirls are throwing their pants (panties) on him. Once James finished with his entrance, he takes out his coat before the refere starts the match.]

Tamara Christopher-Onassi - and his opponent, weighing in at 205 pounds, from Washington, DC, Gary Maverick!!!
[Shredisoe IV Edit by Anchorhead begins to play as Gary Maverick makes his way down to the ring.

[Dwayne Cross is the referee for this contest. Dwayne Cross checks James Strike's boots and knee pads. (ding, ding, ding) James Strike executes a ropeflip hiptoss on Gary Maverick. ]

Jester Jay: I really like this Strike guy, Gutter.

Tear Gutter: Because he has a move where you can steal a wallet?

Jester Jay: Precisely.

[James Strike jumps and elbow smashes the lying Gary Maverick. James Strike moves back to his feet. Gary Maverick takes James Strike off his feet with a short-arm clothesline James Strike is back on his feet. James Strike goes off the top turnbuckle and double foot stomps Gary Maverick. James Strike stands up. Gary Maverick gets up. Gary Maverick nails the bridging back suplex on James Strike.]

Jester Jay: Come on Strike, don’t let this poindexter get the best of you!

[Gary Maverick hits James Strike with an elbowdrop from the second turnbuckle. Gary Maverick puts James Strike in an arm grapevine submission. James Strike is back on his feet. Gary Maverick holds his mouth after recieving an elbow smash to the face. James Strike on the turnbuckleGary Maverick rising from the mat,James Strike leaps from the top rope with a bodypress. James Strike climbs to his feet. James Strike picks up Gary Maverick and delivers a tilt-a-whirl suplex. ]

Tear Gutter: What a tilt-a-whirl suplex!!

[Now James Strike standing. James Strike goes for a pin. Dwayne Cross counts the pin. ...1 ...2 Gary Maverick escapes. Gary Maverick is back on his feet. James Strike hits Gary Maverick with the Asia moonsault bodyblock. Now James Strike standing. An elbow submission by James Strike brings Gary Maverick down to the mat. Referee Dwayne Cross is checking for a tap out. ... ... Gary Maverick trys to escape. Gary Maverick escapes. A flying forearm by James Strike hits Gary Maverick in the forehead, knocking him down. James Strike climbs to his feet. James Strike hits Gary Maverick with a flying senton. James Strike hits Gary Maverick with an elbowdrop. James Strike sucks chants start in the crowd. Gary Maverick, lying on the mat, is hammered by an elbow drop out of the corner. James Strike climbs to the top and hits Gary Maverick with the Jet Splash. James Strike goes for a pin. Referee Dwayne Cross makes the count. ...1 ...2 ...3 ]

Jester Jay: James Strike has won the match! Woohoo!

Tear Gutter: Nothing but pure dominance!
Tamar Christopher-Onassi: And your winner by pinfall…. JAMES STRIKE!!!!!!!!!

JoLee on the prowl...

JoLee on the Prowl…

( The scene fades into the backstage area where Simon Kalis can be seen walking towards his locker room, when he stops dead in his tracks in front of the door as his cell phone rings. He reaches into his pockets, shuffling through them until he manages to find his phone and answers. )

Simon Kalis: Hey how's it going?

( There is a pause as JoLee "Jo" Livingston rounds the corner with a microphone and camera crew and begins to approach Simon Kalis, whom seeing her turns around and pretends that he didn't just spot the beautiful Jo. )

Simon Kalis: You're here?!? Where are you right now?

JoLee Livingston: Hey there sweetheart, I've heard of you...

( Jo winks at Kalis, twirling her hair as Kalis turns around to finally take note of her. He still clutches the phone close to his ear nodding, but at the same time checking out Livingston without any subtle nature whatsoever. )

JoLee Livingston: I've read about you Kalis. You were a pretty crazy bad ass back in the day for an old guy.

( Kalis smirks, still listening to the other person on the phone line. )

Simon Kalis: Yeah I'll meet you there soon enough, I just have a fan over here I need to speak to. You've made your decision then?

( JoLee looks impatient as Kalis raises his hand to her while continueing to speak on his cell phone. )

Simon Kalis: Okay then, we'll make the preparations for tonight. See you soon.

( Kalis flips the phone shut and smiles at Jo, thinking she is a mere fan and nods. )

Simon Kalis: I was, you could say. But I've changed now sweetheart. I'm a better man.

JoLee Livingston: Ugh, are you kidding me?

( She lets out a huge sigh. )

JoLee Livingston: So then why even bother coming back? What're you about anyways?

Simon Kalis: You're looking for a mission statement? I'm concerned with the revival of this sport to it's truest form, honorable duels between true warriors. I'm-

( JoLee interrupts. )

JoLee Livingston: What? No more drugs, alcohol and ass kicking?

( Kalis shakes his head. )

Simon Kalis: What the hell? No. I'm clean sweetheart.

JoLee Livingston: Well don't call me sweetheart, okay?

Simon Kalis: Jesus Christ. Alright, no need to get into a sexual harrasment lawsuit thing over here... Do you want an autograph or something?

( JoLee's eyes pop at the absurd question. )

JoLee Livingston: No thanks, I don't take them from losers.

( She starts to walk off, the interview obviously over. Simon Kalis scratches his head as he enters his locker room. )

Chaos Special Announcement

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Now thats Global Baby!

"The Final Countdown" starts to play as the lights dim in the arena. As the drums kick in and the pyro explodes, lasers dart across the arena and the Phoenix appears at the top of the ramp with the GWA Global Title belt around his waist. The crowd boos as he raises his arms in victory and advances to the ring.

The Phoenix: Well, well, well. Here we are, the first episode of Wednesday Night Chaos. You didn't really think that the icon of the PWA would let this pass without an appearance, did you? Now, a lot of you are probably expecting me to be out here to talk about what happened last Saturday. But no, needing to help Hunter learn not to screw up in big match situations isn't what I'm here to talk about.

The Phoenix: What I'm here to talk about is the most prestigious title in the industry today, the GWA Global championship. This is a title I've held for nearly four months now without any serious threat to my title reign. I mentioned back in May that the GWA is the biggest thing in the wrestling business and they don't have to worry about things like television shows, they're above all that. No, they're a mega-event company. They have a few huge events each year that shatter attendance records all around the world. That's just the kind of company they are.

The Phoenix: But...I got to talking to the owners of the GWA and I mentioned that the PWA was starting Chaos back up and wanting to make a real go of it. No more "B Show" status, no longer a lead-in to Rampage, it was going to be the real deal. They got to thinking that they could use this unique opportunity to their advantage. They already had their Global champion in the PWA, defending the brand name and showing the world where the real best of the best is, so why not take it another step further?

The Phoenix: That's right, I'm here tonight to officially announce that the GWA is now the lead sponsor of Wednesday Night Chaos. That means we get our name on weekly television without having to actually worry about having our own television show. But that's not all! As part of this sponsorship, the GWA Global title will be the official main title of Chaos. Yep, you won't see it defended anywhere except for Wednesday Night Chaos and Chaos approved pay per views.

Tear Gutter: This is huge news, Jay!

The Phoenix: And since I’m the GWA Global champion that can mean only one thing. I just came from backstage where I just got done signing a new contract, a contract that says that the Phoenix is a Chaos exclusive wrestler! Obviously I’ve got to fulfill my prior contractual obligations on this week’s Rampage, but after that, you won’t see me wrestler on Saturday night ever again! And this isn’t just good for me and the GWA, no, not at all. Since I’m the reigning top dog on Chaos and Matt Engel is the PWA World champion on Rampage, which means that the Pantheon officially rules the wrestling universe, no matter what show you happen to watch. The Phoenix drops the microphone as “The Final Countdown” starts up as The Phoenix leaves the ring and heads backstage.

Tear Gutter: Jay, this officially means right now that we have titles equal to or rival, Rampage!

Jester Jay: Yeah, this is freaking fantastic! Chaos is going to rule the airwaves!

Tear Gutter: Shut up Jay, Tamara is about to announce the next match.

Method Cobra vs Jacob Collins

PWA TV Title Contendership Match

Match begins with Jacob Collins and Methodcobra pounding on each other until the referee breaks them apart. Finally after some time, Methodcobra ties up Jacob Collins on the rope and kicks his left leg. Methodcobra proceeds to connect with a shin breaker before applying a leg lock. Jacob Collins struggles to break the hold as Methodcobra then applies an inverted Figure Four Leg Lock. Afterwards, Methodcobra tries to yank Jacob Collins’s leg out of the socket, but Jacob Collins flips up and strikes Methodcobra with an enzigiri kick. As the two athletes make it back to their feet, Methodcobra charges at Jacob Collins, but Jacob Collins manages to quickly flapjack Methodcobra onto the top rope and then proceeds to get a knee strike onto Methodcobra’s face. After a 2 count, Jacob Collins tries for the springboard kick, but Methodcobra ducks and grabs Jacob Collins with a half Boston Crab. Not long after however, Jacob Collins reverses this hold into a small package. After yet another 2 count, quickly gets back up and attempts a sidewalk slam, but Jacob Collins turns around and strikes Methodcobra down with a spinning DDT. Jacob Collins grabs Methodcobra by the hair and raises him to his feet. Jacob Collins kicks Methodcobra in the stomach and then nails with him a spike piledriver for the 3 count.

Winner: Jacob Collins in 7:49

Order of Chaos

Jester Jay: Well if you thought that was nuts, apparently we’re getting told there is going to be some surprise guests heading to the ring any moment now.

( The arena lights completely black out at this moment, sending everyone and everything in the arena into darkness. )

Tear Gutter: Oh my god, what is going on??

Jester Jay: This is bound to bring some chaos to the arena, no pun intended!

( Jester Jay laughs as there is a thunderous clap of fireworks light up the arena from the center of the ring, making both Jay and Tear jump from their seats. Suddenly, “Ave Maria” from The Hitman Series begins to sound throughout the arena bringing everyone to their feet in shock, its soft piano melody and sensational female singer reeling everyone in. )

Jester Jay: Symphony music? Really now?

Tear Gutter: I think it’s rather special, don’t you?

( Suddenly the big screen lights up, as blood trickles down the screen encompassing it with a sickening feeling reverberating throughout the crowd. Two figures step out from the back, both cloaked in black hoods. )


…Unified by Blood…

…Returned from the Grave…


( The spotlights shine on the two men as they begin walking down towards the ring, the crowd unsure of how to react, some booing, some cheering. They walk somberly up the steps into the ring, entering calmly and with calculation to their every move. )

Jay Jester: The Order of Chaos!??! Who the hell are these guys????

Tear Gutter: That’s probably the first good question you’ve asked all night there Jay.

( Jay scoffs at Tears remarks, as the two men salute each other in the center of the ring, the spotlight upon them tinting a blood red. Their heads lowered, one slowly lifts the hood from his head and as we see the face of Simon Kalis, a large smile gripping him, the crowd erupts into a chorus of cheers. The melody still playing softly in display of such irony. )

Jester Jay: Kalis!?! Simon Kalis!? What the hell?

Tear Gutter: It all makes sense now! I remember reading about this group in his restricted profile!

Jester Jay: And how’d you get access to information like that?

Tear Gutter: We go back!

( Suddenly, Kalis grabs a microphone from one of the ringside crew as the other man remains with his head lowered, the hood covering his face and the cloak covering every inch of his body. His arms cross at the base of his stomach as it appears his hands grip the opposites forearms. Kalis waits for the music to stop and the crowd to calm… )

Simon Kalis: Yes, ladies and gentlemen. You’ve seen correctly. Your eye sight does not fail you my friends. The Order of Chaos is here!

( The fans cheer wildly now, as we can see a glint of a smile from the other man. )

Simon Kalis: How fitting it is that the Order return on a show carrying its namesake. How ironic that an organization once dedicated to the creation of Chaos is now here to uphold the virtues and honor of the men and women of Chaos… How beautiful that it returns now, on the eve of revolution in PWA… To unite all under her glorious banner.

( Simon Kalis looks to the other man now, who nods as he lets his arms fall to his sides. )

Simon Kalis: Yet you’ve all met me already. It would be rude for me not to introduce to you now my good partner, standing next to me. How proud I am of him, of his accomplishments and of his valor in the face of all the adversity he has faced in his life.

( Kalis pauses once more, as the crowd stands on their feet chanting “CHAOS! CHAOS! CHAOS!” as Kalis grins, basking in the moment. )

Simon Kalis: Let me introduce you all to this man I call my son…

( The other man throws the hood off, sending the cloak to the ground. Around his head is white linen, tightly wrapped. Similar to the white linen wrapped around his fists and wrists. He throws his arms up, jumping up onto the top rope and laughing. )

Simon Kalis: Masakazu!

( The crowd roars, adoring the birth of this father-son duo. Masakazu jumps down and Kalis throws him the microphone. )

Masakazu: People! Let this night mark history in the making! This is the night the lines have been drawn! This is the night we declare WAR on the savages of Rampage! Let the fracture of PWA be known, and let it be known that the true kings of the PWA are right here in Chaos!

( The fans cheer loudly for Masakazu now, as Kalis crosses his arm cheering him on as well. )

Masakazu: Let them know, the true fans of the PWA are right here, right now, amongst us on Chaos!

( Another, even louder chorus of cheers rings out throughout the arena now. )

Masakazu: The war is on my brothers, my sisters. Let us roar. Let them know we are the champion breed of the Pioneer Wrestling Association.

( Masakazu throws the microphone back to his father now. Kalis tilts his head, throwing his left hand up in a middle finger to the television cameras which is also obviously blurred, while raising the microphone to his lips. )

Simon Kalis: Let it be known from coast to coast that we are here. Let the evil of Rampage hide within the darkness. For you can bring the smallest of light into a room filled with darkness, and it shall illuminate the entire room.

( Kalis pauses, letting his philosophical terms sink in. )

Simon Kalis: Yet you cannot bring even the greatest amount of darkness into a room of light, without it being vanquished!

( The crowd cheers, although not everyone fully gets what he means by all that. The whole time, Masakazu is nodding at his father with a smile on his face. )

Simon Kalis: We stand here to challenge anyone who would claim otherwise, our rule over PWA’s Chaos. We are the virtous! The righteous! Witness our glory and our honor! And let them know, that on this evening… They witnessed… THE ORDER OF CHAOS!

( Kalis slams the microphone down on the ground as “Ave Maria” from the Hitman series begins to play once more. The father and son embrace in the middle of the ring as the fans jump to their seats and cheer. The words “ORDER OF CHAOS” flash on the tron as the two men start to leave the ring, the fans themselves chanting “CHAOS” clashing with the soft melody of their theme. )

Tear Gutter: War…? With Rampage? What do they mean?

Jester Jay: I think they just drew the battle lines in the PWA. They’ve made it quite clear, and while I may not like all of Kalis’ talk of honor and virtue… I must say, war is always good for ratings.

Tear Gutter: The Order of Chaos… Quite catchy too.

( Simon Kalis and Masakazu slap hands with fans on their way to the back, even stopping for photographs and autographs along the way. )

Tear Gutter: Aw, what wonderful representatives we’ve gotten ourselves on Chaos!

Jester Jay: For a bunch of chaotic people they sure have an ironic theme song choice, no?

Tear Gutter: It isn’t if you get it, duh!

Jester Jay: Yeah… right…

Contenders announced?

"The Trooper" By Iron Maiden once again blares over the P.A. System as Jack Wheeler strides out, a microphone in his hands. He waits for the crowd to die down for a second before he raises the mic to his lips.

"Next week, the number # 1 contenders to the tag team titles will be determined. It will be Pohatu and Sunshine Warrior as the team of Nature. And the brand new team, Order of Chaos. The winners of the match will go to Manitoba Mayhem and face the rag-tag duo of Riona Langly and Emperor Ian. "

The fans cheer, they have already seen Nature in action, and Simon Kalis already made a good showing, so this looked to be a great contendership match.

"Now lets move on to our main event!!"

Wheeler turned on his heel and disappears behind the entrance curtain

Shadow Starr vs Pohatu

Non-Title Match

The arena is hyped, the reincarnation of Wednesday Night Chaos has been a blistering success thus far. The time is close, the anticipation is high, and the Main Event is next.

Jester Jay: We have had quite a night tonight, the return of Wednesday Night Chaos has been electrifying.

Tear Gutter: And speaking of electrifying, the Main Event is next, featuring the PWA Television Champion Pohatu. The "Electric Enigma" is in a non-title match tonight against a man who has shown much promise as of late, a man who Pohatu calls a friend: Shadow Starr.

Jester Jay: Shadow has indeed had some luck as of late, having almost every champion thrown into his path in past weeks. He's suffered about as many losses as wins, but tonight's match could put him over the top.

Tear Gutter: Indeed, Brian. A win here could solidify Shadow as a potential contender to one of PWA's premier championships.

The arena goes dark as a single violet beam of light glimmers over the entrance ramp. Tamara Christopher-Onassi walks into the ring, mic in hand as he prepares to announce the match.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight's Main Event is scheduled for one fall!!

DJ Krylon Blue's remix of "Second to None" hits the PA as the words "A Starr Always Shines" flashes across the screen. Shadow emerges on the ramp to roars from the crowd, waving to the masses. He makes his way to the ring, greeting his fans.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: Entering first, from Akron, Ohio! Weighing in at two hundred and fifty-three pounds, the Original Legend of Shadows, Shadow Starr!!!

The crowd damn near drowns Tamara out as Shadow continues down the ramp, taking in the adoration of the crowd.

It's the real authentic
Leave ya'll dented
Forget what ya heard
If I said it, I meant it
Did it for real
While ya'll pretended
Back for more
Startin' the war to end it

The ramp explodes as cascades of fireworks rain upon the backstage entrance, Shadow Starr stepping out to ecstatic fans. He looks to his right, pauses, then looks to his left, taking in the adulation. He then focuses his sights on the ring, making his way down the entrance ramp.

Rippin' like I'm working a chainsaw
New York to Cali
New Jersey to Crenshaw
Speak the gift while you plead the fifth
My team is sick
We eat, sleep, and breathe this shit
Rough and rugged
Kill 'em soft

Shadow takes his time heading to the ring, shaking hands and giving high fives to the fans coming down. He slowly walks from one side of the ramp to the other, trying not to miss too many people on his way down. He gets to the bottom of the ramp, turning back towards the top of the ramp.

We don't leave one standin' when we breakin' 'em off
Takin' a loss?
Not a chance in your life
If being fresh is wrong, I don't wanna be right
Stop, drop, and roll
We got soul
Safe to pop off when we lock and load

Shadow takes off his hat, throwing it into the crowd. He smiles as the cheers continue, making his way into the ring.

So this how we get this done
You can check on the rep, yep,
Second to None

Shadow climbs the northeast turnbuckle, raising his arms skyward as he raises his index and middle fingers on each hand. He climbs down,ready for the match to start. Shadow's music fades as Eric begins the next introduction.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: And his oppone...

Shadow stops Onassi, grabbing the mic. She nods and takes a seat outside the ring.

Shadow: Ladies and gents, my opponent tonight...

A high pitched sound echoed across the sound system, though deep voices accompanied it at first. As the deep voices left and were replaced by the accompaniment of guitars instead, the crowd were up on their feet, as the big screen lit up with one word; ‘Electrifying'. This was followed by the lights pulsing in rapid succession with the tempo of the remix, Mike Shinoda's voice finally being heard over the instruments.

I am a little bit of loneliness, a little bit of disregard
Handful of complaints but I can't help the fact
That everyone can see these scars

As the lyrics kept flying around the arena, the area around the entrance curtain itself had a few spotlights focused on it, the spotlights themselves being shaded yellow. As Mike's voice was replaced by Chester belting out the chorus of the song, the curtain was swept back, a person stepping out. Clothed in a set of loose fitting pants of a similar shade to that of the spotlights that had 'Lightning' written upon them on the outside edge of each leg, they went down to a set of black wrestling boots. Despite the clothing obviously showing who he was, his identity was hidden by a hooded vest, a lightning bolt streaking down each side of the front of the vest. 'Pohatu' was written across the front of the hood, though this became hidden as the hood was suddenly flicked back, the Electric Enigma snapping his arms out to either side of him in a crucifix taunt.

I am a little bit insecure, a little unconfident
'Cause you don't understand, I do what I can
But sometimes I don't make sense

Shadow: He is the Electric Enigma, ladies and gents, YOUR PWA Television Champion and my friend, the "Lightning", POHATU!!!

Strutting down the ramp the ramp as the beat of the song eased back a bit, he kept his arms lifted out to either side, though he rotated his hands so that his palms were facing forward, brushing his fingertips across the hands of all the fans eager enough to extend them out into the aisle. Stopping at the bottom of the ramp, Pohatu rolled out his shoulders, hopping from foot to foot as he lowered his arms to his sides, a slight grin coming onto his face as he listened to the song progressing.

I can't feel the way I did before, don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored, time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me, I won't be ignored

As the song's pace picked up again, he suddenly took off at a sprint, covering the last few yards to the ring and hopped up onto the apron, hesitating only a moment before he dove in between the top and middle rope, rolling right up to his feet. Shadow throws the mic outside the ring, greeting Pohatu as they meet mid-ring. Pohatu and Shadow shake hands, the fans roaring as they hold each other's arms up as the crowd continues to explode. The referee slides into the ring, Pohatu handing him his championship. Shadow points to the title, saying something to Pohatu that causes him to laugh and shake his head. The referee slides back into the ring, readying both men to start the match.

Jester Jay: Bah... this brotherly love bullshit is making me sick...

Tear Gutter: It's not very often you see two men so popular with the crowd who actually like each other... Pohatu and Shadow have been friends for about five years now, and this match is one that the crowd has been clamoring to see.

Jester Jay: Well, that much is true. Shadow and Pohatu had one match back in 2008, but it ended in a draw as Malicious interfered at the end. This is the rematch that many fans have been waiting to see.

Tear Gutter: And it starts now!!

The bell rings as Shadow and Pohatu meet ring center, the Lightning extending a hand in sportsmanship. Shadow gladly accepts, the two breaking their hold as they lock into a collar-and-elbow tie up. Shadow's size gives him an advantage as he shoves Pohatu into a turnbuckle, then stepping back with his hands up in the air to signal a clean break. They meet ring center again, Shadow once more getting the advantage in a tie up and irish whipping Pohatu towards the cables. Pohatu jumps up, using the ropes as a springboard to attempt a flying cross kick, Shadow spotting it with ease and ducking under. Pohatu rolls up, turning into a kick to the gut from Shadow that doubled him over from the impact. The Legend puts Pohatu into a side headlock, lifting the Champ into suplex position, Pohatu working the reversal by shifting his weight to land on his feet behind his opponent, placing a rear waistlock on Shadow. Shadow plants himself, twisting his body to come face-to-face with Pohatu. He attempts a waistlock of his own, throwing Pohatu with a belly-to-belly, but the reversal is shown again as Pohatu uses his aerial experience to shift mid-air, landing on his feet. Shadow hops up to his feet, turning as Pohatu attempts a leg lariat. Starr ducks under, Pohatu rolling to his knees, hopping onto the turnbuckle and nailing Shadow with a springboard cross body! Shadow rolls Pohatu off, the two men springing up to their bases of gravity a few feet apart. The crowd cheers as the old friends applaud each other, again heading for the center of the ring.

Jester Jay: These two know each other so well, and they're putting on a clinic here tonight.

Tear Gutter: Each man has a very different style, and each one knows how to counter the others' arsenal. The question is whether either of these two has a move the other has yet to see, and when he can pull that maneuver out.

The two men meet, nodding to each other. Pohatu extends a hand in the air, Shadow appears puzzled at this call for strength. He shrugs, reaching up to grab Pohatu's hand, the Lightning extending the other arm. Again Shadow appears puzzled, his size advantage gives the obvious end result of this clash. He again grabs Pohatu's arm... the Lightning jumps! Shadow is caught off guard as Pohatu pops up for a split second, using the momentum to slide between the Legend's legs. Shadow spins around, Pohatu nailing him with a dropkick before he can regroup, causing the Legend falling into the ropes. He rebounds, Pohatu attempting a hurricanrana, but Shadow manages to shift his weight and pull Pohatu into powerbomb position. Pohatu struggles as Shadow powers him upward, the Lightning using the momentum to drop behind Shadow, landing on his feet. Shadow turns, attempting a quick big boot, and is met with a clothesline from Pohatu, both men hitting the mat. Shadow looks over to Pohatu, both men share a respectful grin. Both climb to their feet, slowly circling the ring. Pohatu is the first to move, shooting for Shadow's knees. He takes the bigger man down, wrapping him into an ankle lock and body scissors. Shadow flails his arms, trying to find a rope. He falls just short, changing his gameplan to Pohatu's body scissors, attempting to break his hold. He manages to loosen Pohatu's grip just enough to flex his midsection, giving himself just enough push to grab hold of the bottom ropes. Pohatu breaks his hold, kipping up to his feet as he positions himself behind Shadow. As Shadow pulls himself up, Pohatu places Shadow in a rear waistlock, pulling him up for a german suplex, rolling over him into a bridge.

1!! 2!!! Kick out!

Shadow rolls out, Pohatu smiling as he shows his friend his thumb and forefinger, stating "this close". Shadow shakes his head, extending a hand. Pohatu takes it, only to be irish whipped into the ropes, Shadow charging in the opposite direction and rebounding off the opposite side. Shadow attempts a clothesline, but is avoided as as Pohatu ducks and charges to the opposite side, coming off as he attempts a spinning elbow, Shadow side stepping the move. Pohatu lands on one knee as Shadow rebounds the ropes again, the Lightning just coming to his feet as Shadow nails a lariat! Pohatu drops, Shadow rolling through, bouncing off the ropes as Pohatu sits up, getting hit with a shining wizard!


One!! Two!! Kick-out!!

Jester Jay: Shadow and Pohatu both getting some near falls there, pulling maneuvers from each other's movesets.

Tear Gutter: It looks like the agile Pohatu has been grounded, trying to fight a technical match. And while it's a comfort zone for the Lightning, Shadow has managed to counter most of it with some great power moves.

Jester Jay: It's gonna take some real innovation for one of these guys to pull an upset.

Shadow and Pohatu both get to their feet, this time Shadow revels in his near win. Pohatu nods with respect, their battle has gone even thus far. The two meet ring center, Shadow extending a hand. Pohatu takes it, unwary and gets irish whipped across the ring, Shadow attempting a clothesline as the Lightning rebounds. Pohatu ducks, jumping off the opposite ropes as he tries a springboard cross body, Shadow rolling under the move and both men quickly get to their feet. Shadow attempts a big boot on a rushing Pohatu, but the Champion ducks under, twirling around the Legend and dropping him face-first to the mat with a leg trip. Pohatu quickly goes to work, grabbing Shadow's left foot and trying to get an ankle lock in, but Shadow quickly twists himself and shoves the Lightning off with his other foot. Both men get to their feet, charging at each other. Pohatu shoots to his belly with a baseball slide as Shadow attempts a shoulder block, the Lightning popping up behind Shadow and nailing a quick neckbreaker. Pohatu takes the cover on the stunned Shadow.

1!!! 2!! Kick-out at two and a half!!

Tear Gutter: It looks like Shadow and Pohatu are still looking for that one move that's going to do the other in, and neither one can seem to pull the final blow.

Jester Jay: Well, it's been said, these two know each other as well as they know themselves, if not better. There isn't a lot in either of these guy's arsenals that the other isn't already prepared for when facing each other.

Pohatu helps Shadow to his feet, throwing an elbow into his head. The Legend stumbles a bit, Pohatu throwing another elbow at Shadow. He backs up, charging at the parallel ropes as Shadow rests on the opposite side, rebounding as he builds momentum. Pohatu throws an arm out, nailing Shadow with a clothesline... no!! Shadow ducks down, throwing Pohatu outside the ring with a back body drop!! Shadow climbs the nearest turnbuckle, scouting Pohatu who has landed hard outside the ring. As Pohatu stands, Shadow launches himself, extending an arm. Pohatu turns around.... INTO A FLYING CLOTHESLINE!! Both men are down outside the ring, the referee issuing a ten count. Both men crawl to the nearest solid object, trying to climb to their feet.

The referee reaches four before Shadow slides into the ring, rolling back under the ropes as he approaches Pohatu, the Lightning resting on the announce table. Shadow grabs Pohatu by the shoulder, twisting him around... recieving an enziguri straight to the temple!! As Shadow falls to the floor, Pohatu stumbles over to the ring, grabbing the bottom ropes. He pulls himself up onto the apron, the referee trying to usher him into the ring. Pohatu watches Shadow as he climbs to his knees, shaking off the kick. He turns, Pohatu jumping off the apron, throwing Shadow up and over with a hurracanrana!! Pohatu rolls over, reaching for the crowd barrier as he attempts to get back to his feet. He hoists himself to his knees as Shadow works his way up to his feet, the two men exhausted from the match thus far. The referee reaches a count of six, Pohatu starting to his opponent, throwing a quick roundhouse into Shadow before shooting into the ring, then quickly rolling back out. He heads for Shadow, grabbing his shoulder. Shadow reacts, grabbing the back of Pohatu's head and slamming it into the announce table, rolling the champ onto the table. Shadow rolls into the ring, heading for the nearest turnbuckle.

Tear Gutter: My god!! Shadow and Pohatu, old friends and partners, and Shadow is bringing this kind of game to try and outdo his comrade!!

Jester Jay: It looks like Shadow is going to out maneuver Pohatu right here!!

Shadow stands poised at the top turnbuckle, getting his aim locked in, he jumps, nailing a FLYING ELBOW DROP THROUGH THE TABLE.... POHATU'S NOT THERE!! Pohatu rolls off the table at the last minute, Shadow crashing hard through the announce table. Pohatu rolls into the ring, climbing the turnbuckle himself, stalking Shadow as he rolls on the floor. As Shadow stops, clutching his arm, Pohatu launches into the sky, backflipping 360 degrees, nailing Shadow with a picture perfect SHOOTING STAR PRESS!! The crowd roars, a huge move by the Lightning that could very well spell the end of the match for Shadow, Pohatu slowly climbing to his feet as he feels the impact of his own maneuver. The referee reaches a count of seven, Pohatu charging the ring to break the count. Not satisfied with the idea of a count out victory, Pohatu slides out of the ring, struggling to lift Shadow. The Legend is barely hanging on as Pohatu drags him to the ring, rolling him onto the apron and into the ring. Pohatu rolls in, taking a quick cover.



THREe... NO!!

Pohatu looks shocked at the ref, who confirms that Shadow kicked out. Pohatu throws a few elbows into Shadow's skull, again going for the cover.

One!! Two!! KICK OUT!!

Pohatu can't believe it, the match has taken its toll on both men, neither one seems to be able to get the upper hand. Pohatu grabs a hold of the nearby ropes, climbing to his feet. He gazes around the ring, deciding on a turnbuckle. He hypes the crowd, calling for some cheers as he begins to scale the turnbuckle. He gets to the top, Shadow starting to one knee. Pohatu waits for Shadow to get to his feet before making his move, jumping off the turnbuckle to NAIL SHADOW WITH...

Jester Jay: What the hell?? What happened to the lights?!


Steams of deep red, white and purple spotlights flash across the arena, a confused murmur filling the crowd as an eerie tune begins to fill the arena, a voice speaking, echoing.

"Fate... Fate is so unkind... Now I should have known...
Blind leading the blind... Reaping what I’ve sown...
If it all amounts to nothing... Why, why am I standing in this line..?"


Tear Gutter: What in the hell is going on here??


A large, unexpected explosion happens above the tron as the music gets heavier, causing the crowd to jump as the gongs continue to strike. Disturbed's "Overburdened" begins to blast from the PA, the explosion above the tron leaving a burning symbol in the darkness, the same symbol that had been haunting Pohatu the last few weeks. The champion hopped down from the turnbuckle and quickly helped Shadow up to his feet, the two of them looking around in clear anxiety until their eyes went to the ramp. A white spotlight fell at the top of the entrance ramp to reveal a man standing there in a long leather jacket, his head covered by a hood.

"Hell is still overburdened, I must stand and wait in line
I may never know for certain when will be my time!

How was I considered evil? Pleasures taken in this life?
Someone granted me reprieval, decades spent in strife!

Led to nothing, repeated in my mind
Led to nothing, if only I was born another time!"

Keeping his head lowered, obscured by the large hood, the figure begins to walk the spotlight following him through the Darkness.

"Hell is still Overburdened, I must stand and wait in line
Hell is still Overburdened, how have I been so determined malign?"

The music continues, along with the gongs, the figure stopping at ringside, who swiftly moves to the steps, climbing slowly, taking his time. The figure peers into the ring as spotlights fall on both Pohatu and Starr.

"It’s the closing of the curtain, in the play that was my life.
Countless chapters left unopened, tragedies inside!
I was fighting for a reason, holy blessed homicide
Seems I have committed treason, all I’ve sacrificed!!"

The newcomer moves along the ring apron, climbing into the ring through the second rope, keeping the hood on his head to conceal his identity, but Shadow and Pohatu knew who it was. Shadow had seen hundreds of variations of this entrance the last few years. Nevertheless, a chill ran down his back at the thoughts of going to battle with this person. Pohatu look insensed! Wondering if it was really HIM!!

"Led to nothing, repeated in my mind
Led to nothing, if only I was born another time!!"

Staring at Pohatu and Shadow, the newcomer's spotlight faded, concealing him in Darkness. Another gong rang out, the music beginning to fade.

"Hell is still overburdened, I must stand and wait in line
Hell is still overburdened, how have I been so determined malign?"

The lights come up, and the newcomer had lost his long coat, and was fully revealed. The third man stood at at least 6'4" and looked to weigh in at 295-320lbs. He wore a tight, form fitting sleeveless shirt, finely cut around the throat. Crimson and Black flames surrounded the shirt, the tips of the flames reaching his neck. His huge arms were tattooed with fire wrapped in barbed-wire. Black pants following the design of his shirt with black wrestling boots finish up his attire. Long, fiery red hair falls just past his shoulder, and a goatee finishes off the look.

Jester Jay: What the hell?? Who is that guy?!

Tear Gutter: Could this be who Pohatu was talking about?

Staring at both men, the newcomer made a throat-slash gesture which caused Pohatu and Shadow to charge at him, but the newcomer charged back, ducking under their double clothesline attempt and spinning on heel to grab both men by the throat, laughing maliciously as he drug them back to the centre of the ring.

Jester Jay: Who is in the ring!!

Tear Gutter: I don't know, but he's got Pohatu and Shadow each by the throat!! I don't like that sick grin on his face.

The new giant pulls both men into the air, dropping them with a vicious double-chokeslam, making it so both Pohatu and Shadow are out cold, the bell rining to signify that the match had ended. Pacing the ring, the man slides out of the ring, picking up Pohatu's Television Championship, licking his lips with a diabolical lust. As EMT's attempt to cart Shadow and Pohatu out of the ring, the new figure takes to the ring, scaring off the EMT's momentarily as he stomps on Shadow, kicking him out of the ring, under the bottom rope.

Jester Jay: Aw, come on now! That's uncalled for!!

Looking over Pohatu's prone body, the monster drops to his knees, holding the title strap between his hands as if in prayer as he laughs. After a few moments pass, he stands up straight, his twisted grin staying put on his face as he looked out at the many fans, all of them which were raining jeers down upon this ferocious monster.

Jester Jay: All that and he doesn't even give us his name? Just laughs at our fans here tonight. What the hell?

Tear Gutter: I have no clue, it seems that Shadow and Pohatu recognized him right off the bat, but from where, I wonder??

Jester Jay: All I know is, this guy cost us a match ending that would have proved which of these two was the better man! And now we'll have to go into round three to find out.

Tear Gutter: Well, Chaos has come to a close, and we have more questions than answers. Who is this guy?
Why did he target Pohatu and Shadow? Is he on contract with PWA??

Jester Jay: Hopefully we can shed some more light on this next Friday. But that's it for tonight, tune in tomorrow night for Rampage!!

The scene fades out as the giant rolls out of the ring and walks up the entrance ramp, still clutching Pohatu's Television Championship in hand as the TV Champion lays unconcious and we Fade. To. Black.