Champions
World Heavyweight Title: The Phoenix
Intercontinental Title: Johnny Maverick
Champions


09-26-2009


The Show Introduction

WELCOME TO SATURDAY NIGHT RAMPAGE!!!


The scene slowly opens to a picture of McNasty winning the World Title. The scene slowly switches to the new report abut McNasty's accident. The scene switches to Eli Storm in the middle of the ring surrounded by the Rampage Roster.

Storm: This one is for you, Mark!!!

The scenes fades from the the office to the view of the Kumquat Kid dressed up like Heath Ledger's Joker. He is off in the corner painting the Joker's face and smile on what looks like a 100 Kumquats. Kumquat slowly turns his head and looks at the camera and whispers.

Kumquat Kid: And here we go...

Suddenly you can hear the dragging guitar riff of PUDDLE OF MUDD's "Famous".

'Hollywood Hills
Pocket Full Of Shells
Sunset Drag And I Havn't Even Slept All Day'

Rhyno is shown jogging in place getting ready for his next match up.

'Zone In, Somethings Gotta Give
Might As Well Live It Up Until The Fat Lady Sings'

Riona Langly is shown in the gym, working a punching bag, with each strike you can see her focused rage flow through her arm into the impact on the bag.

‘U Want, U Got It, Its Every Thing U Dream..'

Jethro Hayes is shown grabbing his IC Championship. As he turns around you can see Shadow Starr leaning against the wall cracking his knuckles.

'Cuz I Just Wanna Be Famous
Be So xxxxxxx Jaded, Cuz All The Playboy Bunnies Take My Money From Me'

The song picks up, the camera returns to normal, and a steady drumbeat plays. Letters slowly begin to display themselves on the black screen.

WELCOME TO RAMPAGE!!!!!!!!!

The words crumble away as you see Emperor Ian in the locker room, taping his fists. Getting ready for war. That switches to the picture of "The Virus" standing in the middle of the ring with the World Heavyweight Title, daring someone to step over the line and fight.

'Show Up At The Oscars
Smoke Out Dennis Hopper
The Money Is For Nothing
And The Chicks Are For Free
Yea I Wanna Be..'

The screen switches to the announce table and shoots all over the arena as the crowd goes nuts. Pyros shoot all over the arena as the cameras focus on the announce table.

Jon McDaniel: First our deepest concerns goes out to the McNasty family. no everyone may have seen eye to eye with him, but nobody wants to see that happen to anyone.

Brian Rentfro: The whole company is in a uproar over this card we are going to see tonight. but storm himself has said this isn't gonna be your daddy's Rampage. And he isn't anywhere near done, since he has a big announcement to make at the end of the show.

Jon McDaniel: That's right the locker room is buzzing about what else could Storm have in store for the show. If it is anything like what we are going to see tonight....then hold on..

Brian Rentfro: Unless you see a commercial for Chaos on the show, there will be no bathroom breaks. With that being said lets get to this exciting match up between newly drafted Crimson Ghost and the wrestler everyone swears is a porn star, former 2 time IC, GB & Tag Champion...Riona Langly.

Crimson Ghost vs Riona Langly

Singles Match


Jon McDaniel: You ready for the opening contest?

Brian Rentfro: Well, except for the fact I have to sit next to you, yeah I'm ready.

Jon McDaniel: I beg your pardon?

Brian Rentfro: Just call the match McDaniel.

Eric Emerson: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first...

The lights go dark and the arena remains dark for several moments, leaving the audience wondering what's in store for them until finally the odd opening of 'Spider Baby' fills the room, an evil-sounding laugh filling the arena. The arena is blanketted in red light when we see the unsettling visage of the Crimson Ghost has appeared in the entranceway.

'Screams and moans and bats and bones
Teenage monsters in haunted homes
The ghosts on the stair
The vampires bite
Better beware, there's a full moon tonight'

The Ghost stalks his way down to the ring, the almost bemused grin etched on his skeletal mask making his cold, emotionless gaze all the more creepy.

Eric Emerson: Making his way to the ring, from Parts Unknown....THE CRIMSON GHOST!

'Cannibal spiders creep and crawl
Boys and ghouls having a ball
Frankenstein, Dracula and even the Mummy
Are sure to end up in someone's tummy'

The Ghost crawls under the bottom rope and stands quickly. He takes off his robe and hands it to the ref, who takes it from him apprehensively and sets it aside.

'Take a fresh rodent, some toadstools and weeds
And an old owl and the young one she breeds
Mix in seven legs of an eight-legged beast
Then you are all set for a cannibal feast'

The Crimson Ghost sits in the corner of the ring, awaiting his opponent.

Jon McDaniel: Truly, Crimson Ghost, one creepy and unorthodox character here on Rampage.

Brian Rentfro: True, but he's not as creepy and unorthodox as his opponent here tonight.

Jon McDaniel: How do you figure?

Brian Rentfro: Well we all have our opinion on what's scary Jon, and to me, a chick that could rip your balls off, that's pretty scary.

Eric Emerson: And his opponent..

### Today... my name... is pain... ###

The lights dim as a haunting melody begins to play over the PA system. As the chimes play out, flashes on the otherwise blackened ADCTron show a slideshow of violence during war throughout the ages... A guitar kicks in, adding to the melody as the speed of the images picks up, more sights being added as well as almost subliminal messages of PAIN, VIOLENCE, HELL, WAR... The guitar stops it's long riff and kicks in with the drums as the lights start to pulse red, the with more violence screaming across the ADCTron... Photos of Riona Langly mix into the slideshow, showing matches against Jamie Flynn, The Phoenix, Hunter Sullivan, SNS, Corey Lazarus, and Viktor Stone...

### Tonight... Tonight... ###
### Tonight... ###

A very low, angry growl as the lights flicker wildly, while remaining deeply red....

### GO! ###

"The New Ministry" from Walls of Jericho is in full force as a familiar spotlight lights up right behind the entrance way. Stepping out in front of it is of course, Riona Langly, her head hanging down as she soaks in the ambiance before a match.

### Tonight... is... ours... ###
### Give me your passion ###
### Tonight... is... ours... ###
### Give me your heart ###

Riona lifts her head up and scream, snapping off her crux pose as criss-crossing red pyro fires off in front of her. The pyrotechnics shoot off 5 times before coming to an end, the lights in the arena returning to normal as Riona begins her walk down to the ring.

Eric Emerson: Introducing... she comes to us from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania! She weighed in this morning at 142 pounds, and stands at five foot nine inches. She is the leader of the Apostles of Ares...

### Tonight... is... ours... ###
### Now and forever ###
### Tonight... is... ours... ###
### WE BLEED TONIGHT! ###

Riona stops at the end of the entrance ramp, rolling her fists as she stares down her opponent from the outside...

### Live out your dream ###
### With everything you have inside you ###
### This world can't hold us back forever! ###
### forever... FOREVER...###
### FORVER... FOREVER... ###

Eric Emerson: Ladies and gentlemen, this is.... RIOOONNNNAAAA LANNGGGLLLLYYYY!!!

Riona dead jumps herself onto the ring apron and slings herself into the ring, stomping over to the nearest corner.

### We Bleed Tonight... is... ours... ###
### Give me your passion ###
### Tonight... is... ours... ###
### Give me your heart ###

Riona flings herself onto the top turnbuckle and snaps off a crux pose as red pyro flares out of the other 3 turnbuckles violently, scaring the ref in the process.

### Tonight is ours ###
### Now and forever ###
### Tonight is ours ###
### WE BLEED TONIIIIIIIIIGHT... ###

Riona climbs down from the turnbuckle and starts some light stretches, her eyes focused on her opponent for the evening.

Jon McDaniel: Riona is more focused than I've ever seen her.

Brian Rentfro: Or she has a permanent stick up her ass, one or the two.

DING DING DING

The two circle one another, as the slightly larger Crimson Ghost then stands still in the ring, just looking out from his mask at Riona, who smirks and lunges in for a lockup. The pair circle the ring in the collar lockup, and just as it seems Riona has the upper hand, Ghost breaks the hold and delivers a strong kick to the stomach of Langly, doubling her over. He then grabs her by the hair and slams her head back onto the mat, the crowd not liking it one bit, as Scott Swindell, the ref for the match, warns Ghost about the hair pull. Ghost doesn't even react, just leans over to pick Riona up. When he does, Langly fires back with some elbow shots to the temple, backing Ghost up a bit, then delivers a European uppercut that levels the masked man, knocking him down to the mat. Riona picks him up and whips him into the corner, following it up with a clothesline. Ghost staggers out of the corner, and Riona tries for a hurrinicarana, but Ghost holds onto her legs, hitting a sit down powerbomb. Swindell is there for the cover. 1..2..and Riona kicks out.

Jon McDaniel: Riona wants to keep things in her pace, but Ghost not having any of that.

Brian Rentfro: I'm telling ya, this Crimson Ghost, he knew what he was talking about when addressing Riona. He may know something we don't know.

Riona rolls over, attempting to get to her feet. Ghost attempts a clothesline, but Riona ducks hitting some side kicks to Ghost's legs. She hits the ropes and delivers a nice step up enziguri., Riona goes for the cover. 1..2..and Ghost kicks out.

Brian Rentfro: Oh come on Langly, its going to take more than that to take out this guy.

Jon McDaniel: True, but not a bad way to start.

Riona waits as Ghost gets to his feet, she grabs him and whips him into the corner, she then runs and hops up onto his shoulders, attempting a victory roll, but Ghost grabs onto her legs, sitting down into an electric chair style facebuster, Riona's face hitting the mat with a thud.

Brian Rentfro: Hey, maybe that's an improvement for her.

Jon McDaniel: I hope she gets to watch this match and see what you said. You'll be in trouble ya know.

Ghost stands up over a fallen Riona and presses his boot down over her neck, as she kicks and struggles to get air. As the crowd boos, Ghost tilts his masked head back in laughter. After picking her up from the mat, Ghost delivers some solid chops and kicks, backing Riona into a corner. He then grabs her in a bear hug, turning, and drilling her into the mat with a spinebuster. Ghost hooks the leg for the cover. 1..2..and Riona gets her right shoulder up.

Jon McDaniel: So close! Riona had the air taken right out of her with that move.

Brian Rentfro: You'd be full of air too if you were a human blow up doll.

Jon McDaniel: You're really walking on thin ice.

Ghost picks Riona up and cinches her for a snap suplex, delivering it with authority. Ghost then kneels down by Riona and begins a deliberate choke with his right hand, clasping it as tight as he can around her throat, the crowd once again giving Ghost hell for his tactics. Swindell makes the count, as Ghost releases it just at the last second. Riona is coughing and rolling over onto her stomach, grabbing onto the ropes to get back to her feet. Ghost waits and runs at Riona, who delivers a beautiful crescent kick right to the face of her opponent, rocking him backwards. Riona wastes no time, running the ropes again, this time leaping into the air and catching Ghost in a DDT, turning and drilling his skull into the mat. Riona goes for the cover. 1..2..and Ghost just manages to nudge his shoulder out at the last second.

Jon McDaniel: A beautiful DDT by Langly, Ghost looks out of it!

Brian Rentfro: Beautiful? I wouldn't call anything about Langly beautiful, but that's just me.

Riona begins climbing the turnbuckle as Ghost rolls over to his back. She leaps off with an elbow drop, but Ghost sits straight up, Langly crashing into the mat on her elbow. Langly clutches it in pain as Ghost shakes his head, clearing the cobwebs. Even through the mask, we can see a sinister look being painted on the face of The Crimson Ghost. Aggressively, he yanks Riona to her feet, almost staring a whole through her. He sees referee Swindell in the picture and tosses her into him, Swindell crashing into the turnbuckle, hitting the mat, motionless.

Jon McDaniel: Come on! That was totally unnecessary!

Brian Rentfro: I disagree. Swindell hates guys with masks, I know, he told me.

Riona seems less affected, but annoyed by the idea of being bullied by her masked opponent. She turns to swing at him, but he ducks. On the turn around Ghost unleashes his blood spit to the face of Riona, totally covering The Celestial Trigger’s face, blinding her. He then grabs her by the hair and delivers his finisher Psychlotrode X, Riona’s head bouncing off the mat. The Ghost goes for the cover, as Swindell slowly crawls over for the cover.

Jon McDaniel: No, not this way!

Brian Rentfro: Yes way.

1..2..and Riona gets her left shoulder up.

Ghost is furious and begins stomping away at Riona. He picks her up and whips her into the corner. Ghost charges in and is met by a big boot to the face. With Ghost staggered, Riona hops onto the second rope and leaps off with a missile dropkick. Ghost is down, but manages to get to his feet, Riona gets on the apron and springboards over it, turning it midair into a tornado DDT, planting Ghost.

Jon McDaniel: Whiplash!

Brian Rentfro: I’ll give ya whiplash if you don’t stop kissing her ass.

Riona stops and wipes the blood spit at her off her face as best as she can, some of it still in her hair. To say she looks pissed would be an understatement. She stalks Ghost as he tries to rise to his feet.

Jon McDaniel: Riona looks to have some bad intentions on her mind here!

Brian Rentfro: I usually like women with bad intentions, but her, no way.

Riona locks Ghost in a reverse facelock dropping back and hitting her old finisher, the Bomb Dropper ReMix, the crowd exploding with that maneuver being showcased. Riona rolls over Ghost and goes for the pin.

1…2…3!!

Eric Emerson: The winner of this bout, RIONA LANGLY!!!!

Riona looks down at the defeated Ghost, leaning over and shaking his hand while he lies there dazed, before standing up and wiping some more blood off her face, before letting Swindell raise her hand in victory. She walks over to the edge of the ring and asks for a mic...

Brian Rentfro: Oh great, she's gonna talk... Got a pillow?

Jon McDaniel: I'm telling...

Brian Rentfro: I'LL BE GOOD!!

Riona taps the mic a bit before speaking.

Riona: First off... Crimson Ghost. You did good tonight. You busted me open, and that's usually a sign of a worthy challenger... I'd offer you a spot in the Apostles, but I have a feeling you wouldn't be interested...

The Crimson Ghost makes no notice of this as he walks out of the ring on his own power... Riona shakes her head a bit as she paces left and right.

Riona: No, I'm out here tonight for a simple reason, and that is to deliver a message to Tamika Nash Strader, since apparently she is in charge of our next PPV event... I want the Order of Chaos at Hardcore Harvest. Singles, Tag, or Hell, Handicap, it doesn't matter... I want to rip them apart and leave their bloody remains as a warning to their Pantheon allies... This war, the one we've been fighting for months now... it's coming to a head and the Apostles and I will not be treated as a joke any longer. I've heard the snickering about who I've chosen to destroy you, I know the group doesn't have the credentials that the Pantheon does... And unlike that idiot Shadow, I'm not going to say that we make up for it with Heart. No, you'll see... we're going to make up for it with violence and blood the likes of which you have never seen before... The arenas will run red with the blood of the Gods as Ragnarok approaches...

Riona stops pacing and lowers her head...

Riona: See you on Wednesday...

Riona tosses the mic to the outside to the timekeeper and slides out of the ring, "The New Ministy" starting back up as we cut to the back...

A Fruity Promise

(Yeah that sounded real bad...)


The scene opens to the office of Rampage GM Eli Storm. Storm is relaxing behind his desk, when his door is kicked open and a stream of fruity juice shoots about 3 inches away from his ear barely missing him. Storm looks up from his TV and sees a all too familiar face staring back at him. Storm sighs as he realizes his peaceful night is now out of the window. Standing in front of him wearing a orange KoA t-shirt, lime green wind pants, and orange Vans sneakers is none other then Ryan Lewis aka The Kumquat Kid.

Storm: Well, Ryan what brings you to my office this evening?

KK: Well Stormy, its like this. My last match on Rampage was canceled by McNastyburger, and then I wasn't booked. Even you have to admit, this show is a little less, well, tangy without me on it.

Storm:I can admit with out your humor this show falls somewhat flat. But even still, what would you like me to do about it?

KK: Well for starters, you can get my wife Jenny to help redecorate this office, then maybe get a teeth whitening, shoe polish, and dry clean that outfit of yours. Oh, you mean about me? Well it has been a while since I've been around any shiny title belts.

Storm: Heh, how is Jenny anyway...we haven't really talked much since Frost planted her into the canvas some years back.

KK: Did you really need to bring that up? You poor saps, living in the past, and they say I'm childish.

Storm: My fault...how about I make it up to you by giving you a chance to prove that you are more then a comedy act and give you a shot at some gold?

KK: Well, I heard through the ol' kumquat grove that you folks are going to do something with that Intercontinental House Of Pancakes Title, or IC for short. Any chance in getting me in on the act?

Storm: You stick around tonight and find otu Ryan...just stick around.

KK: Ooh, are there going to be clowns and pie? Clowns and pies rule!

Kumquat shoots a stream of fruit juice into his and leaves Storm's office skipping and singing about Clown, Pies and Gold belts. As Storm just shakes his head.

Chamelion DVD Comercial

Exclusively at the Rampage on PWA.com


The scene opens up to an empty ring. Inside the ring is PWA legend, Chamelion. He stands there with a cocky smile and he is surrounded by the various belts he has won over his career.

Voice: He is Mark Sommers...better known as CHAMELION!!!!

The scene switches to a young Mark Sommer first cutting his teeth inside a wrestling ring.

Voice: His history spans over nine federations.

Suddenly clips are shown from various companies from the PWA to Rebel Pro.

Voice: He has a 13 PPV in a row win record in the PWA.

The clips being shown are now of Chamelion wrestling his various PPV matches. Hard fought matches, but the endign being the same...him with his hand raised in victory.

Voice: He has a place in history as the first Undisputed Inter-Federation champion spanning 4 Federations.

The next picture you see is of Chamelion standing tall over 32 other wrestlers.

Voice: His finisher, Sweet Sound of Success, has earned him multiple Championship reigns.

The picture fades into a picture of Chamelion nailing his finisher time and time again. Every wrestler from Legend to up start, all falling to the same move.

Voice: his catchphrase explains his whole career..."I'm the most devious SOB in the business today!"

Voice: He is Mark Sommers...better known as CHAMELION!!!!

Sudenly in blood red letters you see on the screen. "You can get this DVD at PWA.com or you can watch the crap that other show puts out? I think we already know what you plan on doing."

Brian Riot & Ashton Daniels vs The Andalusian & 'The Show' Chad Kurtis

Hardcore Tag Team Match *Special Reward For Winners*


DING! DING! DING!

As the bell rings we have all four men in the ring, looking at each other at first. It’s not until Kurtis rushes Riot does this match start to pick up. Riot stumbles back in order to roll with the spear from Chad Kurtis, but Kurtis holds on to Riot and rams him into the corner. He quickly grabs a nearby trash can lid and fires off onto Riot.

WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!

Riot crumples in the corner as his partner turn to try and help but is meet by The Andalusian, who wraps him up and nails a reverse Russian Legsweep. The Andalusian rolls through and is waiting for Daniels to get to his hands and knees. Daniels gets up to his knees as The Andalusian comes at him full speed, but Daniels, quickly grabs the Singapore cane next to him and opens up into The Andalusian’s mid-section. Kurtis turns to see his partner down and rushes in. It’s trash can lid vs. Singapore cane as the two circle around. The two clash in the middle with Daniels looking like he is going to get the upper hand. Sensing that something is behind him, Kurtis moves out of the way as Riot tries to rush him from behind. Daniels quickly puts a hold on his swing to keep from hitting his partner, only to have both men spun around and nailed with stereo trash can shots from Kurtis and The Andalusian! Daniels stumbles back and goes up over the ropes as Kurtis springboards after him, nailing a crossbody!

The Crowd: RAMPAGE!!! RAMPAGE!!! RAMPAGE!!

The Andalusian stays in the ring with Riot and flings him into the corner. The andalusian looks around before eyeing the the Xbox 360 Chaos edition. He grabs the system and nails Riot in the head with it. Riot comes out of the corner still stand but swinging in a daze. The Andalusian begins to fire Xbox shot upon Xbox shot until Riot is busted open and flat on the mat. The Andalusian reaches down onto the busted open forehead of Riot and uses his blood to draw a circle on the almost shattered Xbox 360.

The Andalusian: Red Ring of Death…hehehehe…

The crowd gets a good laugh at this as Kurtis rolls Daniels’ limp body into the ring. The Andalusian grabs Riot and lifts him up for a quick spinebuster, as he does this Kurtis jumps on the bottom, middle and then springboards off the top ropes for his trademark move…the BME. Daniels, with his last bit of strength, tries to rush in and stop the count. But he is meet by The Andalusian who nails him with that vicious looking Judo throw the Tomoe Nage! The ref drops down and starts the count for Kurtis.

ONE…

TWO…

THREE…

Winner: The Andalusian & 'The Show' Chad Kurtis

Jon McDaniel: Alright, we have winners for this weirdly booked Hardcore Tag match and that must leave The Andalusian and Chad Kurtis wondering what is the special prize that Storm has for them.

Brian Rentfro: Well you gotta figure it has to be something big. but then again with Storm at the helm, maybe they'll get signed copies of The Deadpool DVD.

Jon McDaniel: you know I actually have that DVD, I ordered it off of netflix.

Brian Rentfro: You do know that we work for the company and really don't have to pay for DVDs?

Jon McDaniel: Are you serious...how come nobody told me that!!!

Brian Rentfro: And this is why you are not out here alone.

My Brother, My Brother...

The calm before the storm


We cut backstage and find Chamelion and Raizzor currently in the process of getting ready for their individual matches. Raizzor is slipping his elbow pads on and Chamelion is lacing up his boots. They are quiet for a few, before Chamelion looks up.

Chamelion: You sure you don’t want me out there with you tonight?

Raizzor finishes the first pad and picks up the second, sliding into place.

Raizzor: No. No offense, Little Brother, but I don’t need you to back me up.

Chamelion: Hey, it’s cool, bro. Just after what happened with Marxx a couple of weeks ago, a pair of eyes in the back of your head wouldn’t hurt.

Raizzor shakes his head.

Raizzor: I do not want there to be any questions asked, when I bury Rhyno and Tyson tonight. You have been mocked by Shadow Starr, and I do not wish the same.

Chamelion: Heh, like you care what people think.

Raizzor: No. I care what I think.

Chamelion: Point taken. And I suppose it’s fair, cause I really don’t want you out during my match either. I only offered cause ya know; two against one, and all.

He sees Raizzor’s expression.

Chamelion: I know, I know! You can handle yourself. But I just wonder, do you really think you have what it takes to go against the two… *snickers*… walking legends of the PWA?

A raised eyebrow, and even Raizzor’s lips lift into a half smile.

Raizzor: That amused me.

Chamelion: I think I burst something in my side from laughing so hard when I heard them say that. I wish I could have a handicap match with them, just for that line!

Chamelion looks around, wondering.

Chamelion: Or not. Anyway, yeah, you have fun with those two.

Raizzor: And you, with Shadow Starr. I assume you’re all ready?

Chamelion: Oh, I’m all good, bro. Shadow is going to get a lesson tonight, a harsh one… then I think we can let by gones be by gones and all those pretty clichés. As long as everyone keeps out of our business, I can demonstrate to Shadow Starr that I don’t need Pantheon to prove myself. I think though, he hopes I get some help so he can later use it as an excuse why he couldn’t win the match. I feel bad taking away his only crutch. Well, not really.

Raizzor: Do not. Too many have targeted us as being past our prime, no matter how many times we destroy their proof. Tonight will just be like any other night.

Chamelion: Agreed. Still, I’ll wish you good luck.

Raizzor: And you, as well.

The brothers return to getting ready.

Razzior vs Tyson & Rhyno

Handicap Match


Eric Emerson: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a handicap match!!

The crowd roars to it’s collective feet, knowing what’s to come.

Eric Emerson: Introducing first, weighing in at a combined weight of 523lbs. They are.. Tyson, Rhyno… The ALLIANCE!

From the stage, both Rhyno and Tyson appear. With confident looks, the two men walk down the ramp to the ring, as pyros shoot off around them. They slip inside, and pose on opposite turnbuckles to the crowd, who give the two men a decent ovation.

Brian Rentfro: These two have a boat load of confidence going into this match.

Jon McDaniel: It stems from besting the Dragons a few weeks ago, but the two seem to forget what happened after that match. Raizzor was not pleased and showed his feelings on the matter.

Brian Rentfro: Raizzor has feelings!?

Eric Emerson: And their opponent…..he weighs in at 285lbs, and hails from Las Vegas, Nevada… he is the Soul-Taker; RAIZZOR!

A single GONG echoes through out the arena, as smoke begins to rise up on the stage. Suddenly, multiple pyros shoot off, making a trail from the outside of the stage, then down the ramp and finishing as the four corners of the ring shoot pyro into the air! Once the smoke begins to settle, Raizzor appears in the center of the ring, shedding his leather duster and throwing it out of the ring, as he stares Darkly at the two men across from him.

Jon McDaniel: Rhyno and Tyson are two powerful individuals. Raizzor may be in for more of a fight then he thinks.

Brian Rentfro: Of course he is, Jon. Two against one never works for anyone!

DING! DING! DING!

Tyson and Rhyno split up, circling around to stand on opposite sides of Raizzor, who does not move an inch, save for his eyes which trails both men to their new positions. With a silent signal, both men rush Raizzor, who spins towards Tyson with a round house punch. Rhyno is able to take the advantage and pummel the Soul-Taker from behind. With a double ax handle, Rhyno pushes Raizzor to the ropes, and both men grab his arms and whip him across the ring. As Raizzor bounces from the ropes, the Alliance attempts a double clothesline, but Raizzor ducks and on the rebound answers with a double clothesline of his own; sending Rhyno and Tyson crashing to the canvas.

Dragging Rhyno up, Raizzor seems to be going for a quick finish, as he lifts Rhyno up and delivers a devastating chokeslam! He goes for the cover but Tyson breaks it up with a punt to the head that rocks the Soul-Taker. Disoriented, Raizzor has trouble defending himself as Tyson executes a plethora of power moves, his weight and size comparison enough to rock Raizzor to the corner. Tyson dominates until Rhyno is able to rejoin and the Alliance then proceeds to take control.

Rhyno with a knee lift, followed by a running bulldog. As Raizzor crashes down, Tyson follows through with a leg drop to the back of the head. A cover for two is all they get. With Raizzor back up, the two men hit an under-over, and the impact shakes the ring as Raizzor falls. Tyson then goes to the top as Rhyno holds Raizzor down. Tyson jumps, going for a splash, but Raizzor rips Rhyno forward into Tyson’s path! Tyson squashes Rhyno with the impact and Raizzor rolls to his feet and hits a big boot on Tyson, sending him careening from the ring. With fury, Raizzor scoops up Rhyno and turns him over, connecting with the Tombstone Shoulder Breaker. He covers, hooking the leg, as the ref counts the One-Two-Three!

Eric Emerson: The winner of the match, RAIZZOR!

Post match, Raizzor watches as Tyson collects his partner and they stumble up the stage and he raises his arm in the middle of the ring. A single gong echoes and the lights fade. When they come back up; Raizzor is gone.

Jon McDaniel: Raizzor with a decisive win, over two ‘walking legends’.

Brian Rentfro: Heh, more like stumbling legends now!

Jethro Hayes & Matthew Engel vs Lacey Gloria & Marxx

Tag Team Match


Eric Emerson: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is set for one fall with a twenty minute time limit and is set for one fall.

The arena is under a dimmed light. Only the tron is flashing as "Shackler's Revenge" from Guns 'N Roses plays through the arena. All
of a sudden, four bright spotlights starts turning around like on a red carpet and stops all of a sudden, doing a "X" form with their rays of light. Red
and blue spotlights turns in circles over the crowd as Marxx appears from the entrance ramp, wearing his signature black leather coat.

He walks to a side of the ramp, raising his arm, then walks to the other side, where he does the same thing. While walking to a side to another, we could
notice he was dancing a little bit. After, he comes back to the middle of the entrance ramp as he motions the crowd to cheer louder with his hands each
sides of him. From there, he puts his arms in front of his face in his usual X, and then drops them quickly at each sides of him, a huge smile on his face.
He let go a "Woo!" before starting his walk to the ring.

Eric Emerson: Introducing first, from New Brunswick, Canada, by the way of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: Marxx!

He starts walking on the ramp, clapping in the nearest fans hands. He stops in front of the ring, then turns back by the fans as he takes off his leather
coat to the crowd's excitement. Then, he rolls inside the ring and jumps on a corner, where he does an X with his arms in front of his face before dropping
them to each side. He jumps off the turnbuckle and does the same thing on the opposite side before going back to his corner, where he starts stretching.

Kidney Tehives "Before I'm Dead" hits the speakers as from the backstage area runs Lacey Gloria down the rampway.

Eric Emerson: From Boston Massachusetts, she stands at five feet ten inches and weighs in at one hundred and forty-five pounds... Lacey Gloria!

Lacey slides under the bottom rope to kip up to her feet in the center of the ring.

Eric Emerson: And their first opponent, hailing from Milwaukee, Wisconsin....

"No Man Army" by The Prodigy hits the sound system. Out walks Matthew Engel from backstage. He waits at the stage for a moment as smoke surrounds him. Tom Morello's guitar takes over in the song, and Engel is covered by the smoke.

Eric Emerson: He weighs in tonight at 217 pounds... and stands six feet even...

Green pyros shoot off in front of Engel and the crowd is going insane. Everyone is on their feet. Engel walks out of the smoke, eyes still focused on the ring. Engel makes his way down to the ring, ignoring the fans. Most of them reach out for a high-five, but he denies them.

Eric Emerson: He is the former PWA World Heavyweight Champion... "THE VIRUS"... Matthew... ENGEL!!!!!

Engel reaches the ring and climbs in via the steel stairs. He is wearing a white wife-beater and his dark green pants. Engel stretches for a minute in the ring. "Suuueeeyyy!" blares through the arena's speakers as Korpiklaani's "Journey Man" comes to life immediately following the hog call by Jethro Hayes. The back of the PWA big screen is John Deere green, the yellow outline of a deer runs onto the screen to turn its head to the crowd before it is frozen in mid leap, creating the John Deere logo.

The song hits the seven second mark causing John Deere green and yellow pyros to shoot up from the entrance ramp. Simultaneously with the ignition of the

pyros, John Deere green and yellow lights begin to play across the assembled crowd as images of the John Deere logo move around inside the ring.

"I was born in a deep forest"

On the screen is the image of Jethro after his first match here in PWA, a match against Duff.

"I wish I could live here all my life"

Jethro is shown on the screen holding the Grizzly Beer championship, his first championship ever in professional wrestling.

"I am made from stones and roots"

Various clips from his battles both alongside and against Jamie Flynn flash past on the screen.

"My home, these woods and roads "

Jethro driving in his tractor appears as though he is driving through the screen when he bursts from the backstage area on his trademark John Deere tractor.


"All my life I loved this sound"

He stops the tractor to toot the horn to the crowd's enjoyment.

"Of the crowd's sound"

More images flash by on the screen, Jethro holding the PWA Tag Team Championship gold with Jamie Flynn, then Hunter Sullivan.

"Eagles flies where the winds blows free"

Jethro battling against Chamelion, The Phoenix, Viktor Stone, and Riona Langly flow past on the screen.

"Journey is my destiny"

Jethro stands in the center of the ring holding the PWA Television Championship high into the air, sweat pouring down his face.

"Free, free as a journey man "

Images from every one of his matches speed past on the screen.

"Free, heat in the moonlight "

Jethro stops the tractor at the bottom of the ramp to climb down and wave his hat to the crowd.

"Free, free as a journey man "

He lifts the Pioneer Wrestling Association Intercontinental title for all of the fans to see.

"Free, heat in the moonlight"

The images slow on the screen to show Jethro in the Elimination Chamber winning the PWA World Heavyweight Championship. Images of him wearing it for various

functions flash past in time with the music.

Eric Emerson: Ladies and gentlemen, from Lenox Georgia, he stands at six feet seven inches, he weighs in at three hundred and fifteen pounds... he is your

Pioneer Wrestling Association Intercontinental Champion... Jethro Hayes!

"Ragged trousers, rucksack in my back "

Scenes of Jethro and Hunter in their Full Metal Mayhem match, Jethro bloody, Hunter bloody, and both men beaten.

"Narrow road behind me "

He climbs up the steps and into the ring before pointing again back at the crowd.

"I never look back "

He climbs the turnbuckle to holler to the crowd.

"Long way is in the past "

He runs to the next corner to climb up and holler to this section of the crowd.

"As in front of me "

The third corner is no different as he scales it quickly to cup his hands around his mouth to yell at this section.

"Hunger keeps me going "

On the screen Jethro is shown defeating Hunter Sullivan for the PWA Intercontinental Championship, making him a PWA Grand Slam Champion.

"I don't care where it leads "

Jethro looks at this image as he climbs down from the third corner to scale the fourth and final corner to yell here as well.

"Fire burns under my feet "

He tosses his hat to one section of the crowd before stretching against the ropes.

"Journey men pleasure and destiny "

The image of him defeating Hunter slides past to show Jethro surrounded by a multitude of kids and other fans; it freezes to be the final picture on the

screen.

"Sky is black, stars shows me the way "

He stands there to nod his head at the image.

"Moon whispered how to keep my faith "

He spins around with one arm outstretched to point at the crowd one last time before the match starts.
"Free, free as a journey man "
"Free, heat in the moonlight "
"Free, free as a journey man "
"Free, heat in the moonlight "
"Free, free as a journey man "
"Free, heat in the moonlight "
"Free, free as a journey man "
"Free, heat in the moonlight "

Jethro and Matthew stare at each other in their corner as they wait on the match to start, as Marxx steps out of the ring so that Lacey can start the match. Seeing that Lacey is in the match, Matthew steps out of the ring with a smile on his face as Jethro turns to find Lacey standing center ring.

Ding Ding

Jethro goes for a collar and elbow tie up, but Lacey ducks under with a swift kick to the injured ribs of Jethro who pulls up quickly holding at his tightly wrapped ribs. Jethro turns, Lacey with a series of swift kicks to the unprotected ribs as Jethro leans over the kicks doing his best to soften the blows. Lacey with a side headlock she tags in Marxx. The former PWA World Champion jumps over the top rope with a double axe handle smash to Jethro's ribs and it is evident that these two plan on attacking the injured portions of their opponents' bodies here tonight.

Jon McDaniel: Marxx and Lacey going after Jethro's ribs here tonight.

Brian Rentfro: As much as I don't like him, Jethro not asking for the week off here after the brutal match at Manitoba Mayhem.

Jon McDaniel: Jethro fights through injuries.

Brian Rentfro: I wouldn't expect Engel to take time off, but Jethro is a wuss, he must have thought he could attack Matthew here tonight or something.

Marxx shoves Jethro into the corner where he plants a toe kick into Jethro's ribs before charging in with a body splash. Marxx slams into the corner, but Jethro isn't there as he moves out of the way just in time. Marxx holds at his chest from the uneffective body splash. Jethro with a running bulldog takes him down to the mat, but Jethro winces as he lands. Rolling him over, hoping for a quick win, Jethro hooks the leg.

One...

Lacey stomps on the back of Jethro's head breaking up the pin just as Marxx raises the shoulder.

Jon McDaniel: Jethro has never beaten Marxx.

Brian Rentfro: But Matthew Engel has.

Jethro looks over at Lacey, who is climbing back out of the ring, nodding his approval of her keeping the match alive. Jethro pulls Marxx up, sending him into the corner. Marxx hits the ropes, Jethro hits them as well. Jethro with a clothesline, but Marxx ducks under the attempt. Both men hit the ropes, double clothesline takes them both down and referee Scott Swindell starts the mandatory ten count.

One!

Marxx begins to stir, as does Jethro, but both move a bit slow.

Two!

Marxx is up to his hands and knees, Jethro is as well.

Three!

Jethro is standing as is Marxx.

Brian Rentfro: Matthew Engel would have been up well, Matthew Engel would have never been taken down.

Jon McDaniel: Everyone gets taken down in a match Brian, it is part of the game.

Lock up, Jethro with a wristlock, into a hammerlock. Marxx reverses into a hammerlock of his own, Jethro grabs his head and sits, bringing Marxx's chin down across his shoulder. Jethro is up again, lifting Marxx up, sending him into the corner where Matthew Engel is standing, Jethro reaches out and the tag is made. Matthew comes through the ropes shoving Jethro out of the way. Jethro climbs through the ropes as Matthew pounds rights and lefts into Marxx's facial features. Matthew delivers a left knee into his opponent's side before spinning a bit to deliver a right knee into his side. Marxx slumps down to the canvas in a seated position as Matthew backs up, a running knee slams into the middle turnbuckle as Marxx rolls out of the way barely avoiding the running knee lift to his face. Matthew holds at his knee as Marxx sweeps his legs out from under him sending the back of his skull crashing into the canvas. Jethro holds to the tag rope, being the perfect legal opponent here in this match, showing no interference on his part.

Jon McDaniel: Marxx with a knee shot to Engel's head there.

Brian Rentfro: Vicious underhanded tactic by The Midnight Role Model.

Marxx shoves Matthew into a neutral corner to deliver a shoulder block to his injured ribs as well. Applying a side headlock, Marxx twists on the neck of Matthew Engel trying to wear down one half of his opponents quickly and efficiently. Matthew with an elbow, the side headlock loosens. Matthew with a second elbow, t his one a bit more forceful, breaks the side headlock as Marxx holds at his ribs. Matthew is up quickly with a swinging neckbreaker taking Marxx down, but Engel is down as well placing his right hand on his ribs. But Engel doesn't stay down long as he rolls over to his hands and knees to pull himself up with the ropes, Marxx begins to do the same. Engel is up, he looks at Hayes and decides to for go tagging in his partner, but as he turns he sees Marxx tag in Lacey Gloria. She steps through the ropes to meet Matthew center ring with a flying right hand. Engel stumbles back from the quickness of the blow. He falls into the ropes, Lacey quickly whips him to the opposite side. Matthew bounces off those ropes into a fireman's carry from Lacey who spins quickly dumping Engel onto the canvas. Lacey hits the ropes, back flipping from the middle rope to land with a splash across Matthew's midsection. She quickly hooks the leg, referee Scott Swindell is there for the count.

One...

Two...

Thr-- Jethro stomps on the back of Lacey's head, returning the favor from earlier, she looks up with a quizzical look on her face, but then smiles. Marxx flies through the air with a flying clothesline taking Jethro by surprise. Marxx with a right hand backing Jethro into his very own corner where Jethro was only mere seconds ago. Marxx with a side headlock, but with rapid fire punches to the thick skull of the "Southern Hero". Jethro fights back, but a lifted knee into his ribs stops any fight he has. Marxx powers the champ up, dropping him across his bent knee, the fight leaves Jethro with a quickness. Rolling him out of the ring, Marxx heads over to his own corner as Jethro lays panting on the ring apron, holding his ribs once more. Lacey pulls Virus up to his feet, planting a series of elbows to his face. She sends him into the ropes again, leap frogging him on his return, he hits the ropes behind her. She turns as he lowers his head, she lifts a boot right into his face, but Matthew catches her foot swinging her around. Using his quickness, he slams her to the canvas with a full nelson slam, and covers for the pin.

One...

Two...

Brian Rentfro: Marxx with the illegal save there.

Jon McDaniel: What is illegal about a save? It is a part of tag team matches.

Marxx steps back through the ropes as Engel gets up to his feet, staring in his direction. Marxx looks back, shruging his shoulders at Matthew Engel. Virus has had enough, he runs over to Marxx delivering a dropkick that sends Marxx flying back from the ring apron to land on the floor. Lacey Gloria is getting up to her feet, Engel sends her down with a running punt kick to her face, she flips over from the force of it. Lacey is on the mat, Engel rises to the top rope, his back to the ring. He then jumps off, corkscrewing his body around while somersaulting,
and lands with a body splash across her mid-section.

Brian Rentfro: Euthanasia!

Jon McDaniel: Matthew hooks the leg as Marxx is just now getting to a kneeling position on the outside.

One...

Two...

Marxx dives towards the ring.

Three.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Eric Emerson: Winners of the match, the team of "The Southern Hero" Jethro Hayes and Matthew "The Virus" Engel!

Jethro steps through the ropes into the ring where Matthew has his hand held high in the air by referee Scott Swindell. Jethro stares at Matthew as Matthew stares right back at Hayes. Scott Swindell hands Jethro both the Intercontinental Championship belt, but as he goes to hand him the PWA World Championship belt, Engel snatches it away to stare down at the faceplate. Engel looks up with a smile and points to himself and mouths the words "one day."

Brian Rentfro: Matthew Engel saying that this will be his belt again one day.

Jon McDaniel: I'm surprised that even you could see the obvious there.

Brian Rentfro: I have my moments.

Jon McDaniel: We will be right back to more PWA action right after this commercial break.

Starr vs. Chamelion Hype Video

Main Event Preview


Tonight in front of a sold out arena, former IC Champion and Resistance member...Shadow Starr takes on one of his biggest challenges in the form of PWA legend and The Pantheon member, Chamelion. The younger Sommers brother has been tearing through wrestlers lately and now after getting rid of the Phoenix is looking to add some more notches to his belt. But Starr is no stranger to war. Along side of The Resistance, Starr have sworn to get rid of Chamelion's crew. Will Starr be able to take down Chamelion and score one for his side of the war or will Chamelion continue to show why he is and always will be a legend? find out, later on tonight...

Emperor Ian vs Meghan Nash Strader

Singles Match


Emperor Ian came to the ring first, followed next by MNS. The ref explained the rules to both wrestlers, and then turned to call for the bell.

DING! DING! DING!

And we are off to the races with Ian getting the quick jump on MNS. Emperor Ian whips MNS into the corner and follows up with a big time clothesline, smashing the CfH member into the ropes. Emperor Ian picks Nash up and hooks her in a headlock…making sure he wraps her neck tight in the hold. Emperor Ian goes to lift MNS, but MNS is able to block and roll through for the quick pin attempt. Before the ref can start a count, Ian kicks out, hoping to his feet, while MNS slides under the bottom rope to get some space. But Ian will have none of that as he dives over the top rope!

MNS moves at the last minute allowing Emperor Ian to fly by, and crash into the guardrail. Nash doesn’t waste any time as she nails a standing dropkick ramming Ian harder into the guardrailing. MNS whips Emperor Ian into the steel steps, and at the last minute Ian swings MNS around and sends her into the ring apron. MNS holds her ribs as Ian rolls her back into the ring. Ian rolls in after her and starts to measure her up for some stiff boot shots. Emperor Ian steps back and fakes a boot shot, causing Meghan to cover her chest and face, but quickly switches and drops an elbow onto her stomach. MNS rolls around for a moment as Ian drops to his knees. Emperor Ian applies a headlock from the kneeling position, waiting for a moment as he syncs the hold. With vicious speed he drops back planting MNS’ head into the mat. Emperor Ian rolls back onto his feet, looking to set MNS up for the running knee lift. As Meghan gets to her knees, Ian takes off with a full head of steam. But as soon as Ian gets close MNS launches up into the air with a picture perfect flipping dropkick.

MNS picks up Ian and starts to fire kicks at him until he drops to one knee. Emperor Ian blocks the next set of kicks to come at him only to have MNS grab him by the head and slam his face down with her trademarked faceplant aka Peace Sells. MNS is in control at the moment, taking down Ian with a variety of quick moves and kicks. Emperor Ian looks to have blocked a superkick attempt, only to have MNS leap and plant her other foot into the side of his head. Emperor Ian stumbles back as Meghan runs in for a willow in the mist type move. However, Emperor Ian catches her in mid air and rushes out the corner. As Ian rushes out the corner, he lifts MNS up in the air before dropping her down across his knee! Ian pushes her body off his knee and gets a quick breather while MNS lays on the mat in pain. Ian picks her up and flings her with all his might into the corner.

Ian rushes in, looking for the big boot in the corner ala MVP, but MNS moves out of the way at the last moment, causing Ian to crash into the corner turnbuckle. MNS waits for Ian to unhook his leg from out of the corner and stumble back. MNS goes to Irish whip Ian back into the corner, who reverses it right into The Imperial Conquest ! Ian has the hold in tight…MNS is tapping!!

Winner: Emperor Ian

Shadow Starr vs Chamelion

Main Event


Eric Emerson: Our next match is the main event of the evening and is scheduled for one pinfall or submission. Introducing first...

The lights dim, and strobe lights begin to flash around the entrance stage when the following lyrics explode over the arena speakers.

I hear voices in my head,
They council me,
They understand,
They talk to me!

DING! DING!

Eric Emerson: From Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 245lbs…CHAMELION!

Walking confidently out onto the stage, Chamelion, attired in dark green wrestling tights and a black fishnet shirt, looks around the arena, aware of everything.

You got your rules and your religion
All designed to keep you safe
But when rules start getting broken
You start questioning your faith

He stands there, silently for a few moments as the music swells around him. His eyes lowered to the ring.

I have a voice that is my savior
Hates to love and loves to hate
I have a voice that has the knowledge
And the power to rule your fate

At that point, Chamelion whips his head up, his hair flying back and he has the look of a hunter about him, as he moves towards the ring with focused determination.

I hear voices crying
I see heroes dying
I taste blood that's drying
I feel tension rising

I hear voices in my head,
They council me,
They understand,
They talk to me! They Talk to me!
They tell me things that I will do
They show me things I'll do to you
They talk to me! (talk to me, talk to me, talk to me!)
They talk to me! (talk to me, talk to me, talk to me!)

As the chorus fades into the second verse, Chamelion arrives at the ring apron, a slow smile creeps across his features. Sliding into the ring on his belly, his hands propping his chest and head up, he stares intently at **Insert either ‘Emerson’ or his opponent**

All the lawyers are defenseless
All the doctors are disease
And the preachers all are sinners
And the police just take the grease
All you judges you are guilty
All the bosses I will fire
All you bankers will have losses
Politicians are all liars

Jumping to his feet, he offers a wink and turns and moves towards the corner turnbuckle.

I see darkness falling
I hear voices calling
I feel justice crawling
I see faith has fallen

Launching himself onto the second turnbuckle, Chamelion stretches his arms out, his fingers wiggling in a come get me motion as his head lowers and his Cheshire smile appears.

I hear voices in my head,
They council me,
They understand,
They talk to me! They talk to me!
They tell me things that I will do
They show me things I'll do to you
They talk to me! (talk to me, talk to me, talk to me!)
They talk to me! (talk to me, talk to me, talk to me!)

As the music fades, Chamelion drops down and turns, but his smile doesn’t leave his face, and his head remains lowered as he sways a little from left to right, as if in a trance, ready to face the obstacle in front of him.

Eric Emerson: And his opponent, hailing from Cleveland, Ohio...

The arena is dimmed until only a single beam of light shines on the center of the entrance ramp. A few seconds pass before the first line of Second to None plays, purple and red spotlights joining the first beam.

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.

Raw
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.

Eric Emerson: He stand 6'3" and weighs 253 pounds.. "Mr. PWA"... Shadow STARR!!!!

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.

DING DING DING!

Jon McDaniel: A much anticipated match up to say the least, Brian. The devious one taking on Mr. PWA - it should be a good one!

Brian Rentfro: Mr. PWA? I can't believe you actually called him that.

Jon McDaniel: That's his moniker, Brian.

Starr and Cham circle each other in the ring, and then lock horns. Cham is quick to get Starr in an armbar, and then twists it into a hammerlock. Starr reverses with an elbow to the face and twists out of the hammerlock. Cham quick on the attack takes Starr down with a clothesline. Starr gets back up only to get clotheslined again. Starr back up to his feet once more and Cham tries for a dropkick, but Starr waits back for a second and Cham misses. Cham quick to his feet and Starr nails him with a few right hands, and then whips Cham to the opposite side of the ring. Cham bounces back and Starr hits the mat as Cham flies over him. Cham into the ropes again and bounces back with a flying shoulder tackle!

Brian Rentfro: The Devious One takes him down!

Jon McDaniel: Chamelion tries to build a little momentum here as he tosses Starr into the corner.

Chamelion hits Starr with lefts and rights, and then climbs to the middle rope. He goes for a ten punch count.

Crowd: 1!

Crowd: 2!

Crowd: 3!

Starr has had enough and shoves Chamelion off of him. Starr rushes out of the corner and nails Chamelion with a clothesline of his own! Starr scoops up Cham and slams him down on the mat. Starr rushes into the ropes and comes back with a highly elevated knee drop that connects across Cham's forehead. Starr gets Cham to his feet and tries for a russian legsweep, but Cham drives his elbow into Starr's stomach. Starr doubles over and Cham takes him down with a swinging neckbreaker!

Brian Rentfro: Chamelion covers!

1...

2...

Kick out!

Jon McDaniel: Barely a two-count there. Chamelion gets Starr to his feet and gives him a nasty European uppercut he'll never forget. Cham takes Starr down with a quick hip toss and then starts to measure Starr up for the Final Touch!

Brian Rentfro: Oh here it comes Jon!

Jon McDaniel: Springboard moonsault doesn't connect! Starr rolled out of the way!

Starr gets to his feet as Cham gets to a knee. Starr nails Cham in the back with a hard soccer kick. Starr grabs Cham by the head and drags him to his feet, and then connects with multiple knee strikes. Starr takes Cham down with a big-time spear. Starr quickly gets back up to his feet and climbs to the top turnbuckle. He leaps off with a frog splash, but Cham rolls out of the way!

Brian Rentfro: And the most devious SOB in the business gives Starr a little taste of his own medicine!

Jon McDaniel: Chamelion on his feet now.. waiting for Starr...

Brian Rentfro: Sweet Sound of Success!

McDaniel/Brian Rentfro: HE MISSES!

Cham slides by a dodging Starr and Starr capitalizes by kicking Cham low and planting him head-first into the canvas with a DDT! Starr covers.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Jon McDaniel: Close call there after Starr shocked Chamelion with that DDT.

Brian Rentfro: Starr barely dodged that SOS attempt, Jon. Cham is trying to get this over and done with. He's got more important fish to fry!

Jon McDaniel: Maybe, maybe not. Starr gets Cham back up to his feet and goes after him with some forearm smashes.

Brian Rentfro: And a BIG chop from Starr!

Crowd: WHOOO!!!

Starr hits Chamelion with another chop, backing Chamelion up into the corner.

Crowd: WHOOO!!!

Starr lifts Chamelion up and sets him down on the top turnbuckle. Starr climbs up to the middle rope and puts Cham in a front facelock, throwing Chamelion's free arm over his own head. He grabs Chamelion's tights and tries to lift him up and over for a superplex, but Chamelion isn't budging as he wraps his leg underneath the top rope.

Brian Rentfro: Chamelion does NOT wanna get suplexed off that top rope, Jon.

Jon McDaniel: And he's doing everything he can to make sure he doesn't!

Chamelion fights back with wild punches on Starr's back. Cham breaks free and shoves Starr off of him and to the canvas. Starr lands back-first, but immediately gets back up. Cham lowers himself to the canvas in anticipation of Starr's attack. Starr rushes in, trying to smash Cham into the turnbuckles again.

Brian Rentfro: Chamelion dodges!

Jon McDaniel: Starr stops on a dime and turns around...

Brian Rentfro: SWEET SOUND OF SUCCESS!

Starr is essentially laid out after the connection. Chamelion covers.

1...

2...

3!!!

DING DING DING!

Eric Emerson: And the winner of this match... CHAMELION!!!

Brian Rentfro: What was Starr thinking?! He should know that Mark can pull that move from out of anywhere he pleases!

Jon McDaniel: I felt Starr was a bit distracted.. he just didn't seem himself tonight. Definitely not as focused as he has been before.

Brian Rentfro: It's easy to be distracted when you're in the ring with a PWA Hall of Famer.

Jon McDaniel: I'll give ya that, Brian.

Eli's Big Announcement


As the crowd gets ready to leave, they are stopped by the crackling of static on the the PWA-Tron aka Rampage Vision. As the screen jumps to life you see Rampage GM Eli Storm leaning against his desk in his office. His grin spreads from ear to ear as he clears his throat.

Storm: What action...what an amazing card. Something that you would only get to see here on Rampage. now with that being said...everyone has been asking me about this big announcement that I have plan. Well let me not wait any longer to tell you about it. You see here on Rampage...I like to say hard work gets your rewards and that is what my announcement is about. So...as we all know there will be a IC Tourney on Rampage to crown a new champion. Now once that is all said and done...we are going to need a new number one contender.

Storm nods at his statement.

Storm: Or at least that is what some would think. Now after many meetings I have secured a special spot for a match at the upcoming PPV. That match will be a 4-Way Elimination dance for the IC Championship. I know, I know...who will be in the match. Well, that is the simple part. First person in the match will be the soon to be crowned IC Champion of course. Followed by my fav. running Joke...The Kumquat Kid. I figured that we would also throw Shadow Starr into the mix. which leaves the last spot open.

Storm pauses.

Storm: I'm a firm believer in giving new blood a chance to shine here on Rampage. So I have decided that the special prize that is owed to "The Show" Chad Kurtis and The Andalusian will be, the show right after the IC Tourney Rampage, you two will face each other to see who exactly gets that final spot in the IC Championship match at the PPV. now, what happens if one of them wins the tourney...well the other is automatically placed in the match.

Storm claps his hands.

Storm: and trust me...just like tonight...this will be one to watch. So do yourself a fav. and stay tuned.

The screen fades to the Rampage logo as the show ends.