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


09-30-2009


A New GM!?


Before Chaos begins, Chamelion is seen backstage.

Chamelion: As many of you are aware though your various web sites and other media outlets, the staff of Chaos has been removed from office. I won’t go into details, save to say that I am disappointed to lose both of them, as they were strong leadership figures and started Chaos out on the right direction.

He pauses, shaking his head.

Chamelion: Never the less, I feel that in these situations, an apparent loss can lead to an even greater find. With that in mind, allow me to introduce to you, the new General Manager of Wednesday Chaos, Mr. Joe BoXeR!

Joe steps into the scene and the two shake hands. Chamelion then nods and walks off, leaving Joe to address Chaos. Joe has a microphone and clears his throat.

Joe BoXeR: Welcome to the new Chaos, ladies and gentlemen! Yes it is true, I have taken over as General Manager of Chaos and I assure you that I intend to bring nothing but the best to this already booming and exciting show.

The crowd starts a chant. "BOX-ER! BOX-ER! BOX-ER!" Joe smiles.

Joe BoXeR: Thank you, thank you. Now some of you remember my tenure as PWA Commissioner last year, and I had a LOT of fun. I especially had fun running my own pay-per-view event and booking some of the most exciting matches the PWA has ever seen. And you guys know how I run things. I am fair, fun, but yet strict. My time for being a competitor might be over, but the time has now come to showcase my true talents as a manager. The fans, the wrestlers, and the staff can all be reassured that Chaos is going to win this Ratings War and will be the best show on the planet!!!

Tear Gutter: Wow! He's rushing right out of the gate with this, Jay!

Jester Jay: And why shouldn't he? He knows Chaos is supreme!

Joe BoXeR: Now, let's get right to our opening match and kick off Chaos with a bang!

Joshua Danielson vs Raw Mike

Singles Match


Jester Jay: And now we're ready for the first match of the evening.

Tear Gutter: Oh yeah!

"Ruff Ryders Anthem" by DMX starts over the sound systems as Raw Mike comes out from the back and gives out a monstrous roar as he makes his way down to the ring.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: Introducing first, he weighs in at 330 pounds, and stands at an incredible 6'9"... From Queens Burrow, New York! Please welcome... RAW MIKE!

He makes his way down to the ring now, seeing over all the front row fans in the arena tonight before making his way up the steel steps and into the ring.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: Introducing next, he stands at 5'6 and weighs in at 198 pounds... From Des Moines, Iowa... Please welcome, JOSHUA DANIELSON!!!

Tear Gutter: Oh my god who booked this match!?

Jester Jay: Raw Mike is 6 foot and 9 inches tall, and 330 pounds of ass whoop, Tear.

Tear Gutter: But Danielson is only 5'6 and weighs 198 pounds! This is a huge difference.

Jester Jay: Ass whoop.

Suddenly "Trust" by Megadeth comes on as Joshua Danielson comes running out from the back to the applause and cheers of the fans and quickly slides in underneath the bottom rope.

DING DING DING

Raw Mike immedietely begins stomping on Danielson as he remains down on the mat. It doesn't take long for Raw Mike to take control of his match as he lifts Danielson off the mat with one hand by his neck, bringing him all the way up and slamming him down hard with a brutal chokeslam. Raw Mike then lifts him back up and whips him towards the rope, raising his huge boot as Danielson comes flying back. Yet Danielson ducks the boot and spins himself, using his own legs to sweep Raw Mike off of his feet. Danielson jumps up onto the top rope with agility and quickness as Raw Mike trips down onto the mat. Yet the big man is up quickly, only for Danielson to come off the top rope and come with a huge hurricanrana attempt. Yet Raw Mike holds onto him, using his size to his advantadge before coming down hard with a sit-down powerbomb leveling Joshua Danielson.

1!!!

2!!!!

Danielson kicks out!

Tear Gutter: Whoa! Danielson didn't even have the strength to complete the hurricanrana. Raw Mike is just too big!

Jester Jay: Short stuff better change his strategy quick cause he's lookin' at a quick career here.

Raw Mike runs to the ropes as Danielson remains on the ground, and Raw Mike comes flying down with a thunderous leg drop, yet Danielson rolls away in the last second avoiding it! Danielson gets up quickly and as Raw Mike remains down he hits him in the face with a mule kick! Then another mule kick! Danielson runs to the ropes and comes flying towards Raw Mike with a dropkick to the face which finally takes Raw Mike off of his knees and to the mat. Danielson wastes no time heading to the top rope and comes flying off with a corkcscrew shooting star press to the camera flashes of the fans. He lands it perfectly and goes for the pin!

1!!!!

2!!!!

Raw Mike grabs onto Danielson now and lifts himself up with Danielson in his arms, effectively breaking the pin. He then spins and crashes down hard with a sickening powerslam on Danielson. He goes for the cover!

1!!!

Yet Raw Mike shakes his head, laughing as he breaks the count off himself. He gets up and looks down at Danielson before laying in a volley of heavy boots to the chest. We can cleary hear him yell "I'm gonna hurt you!" as he smirks, picking up Danielson and placing him into the perfect position for a piledriver. Raw Mike looks around the arena at the loud crowd as he uses one arm to hold Danielson for the piledriver, before falling forward onto his knees and cracking the top of Danielson's skull onto the mat. Raw Mike stands up and plays to the crowd, before placing his foot over Danielson in a pin.

1!!!

2!!!

THR-KICK OUT!

Tear Gutter: Danielson kicks out easily from such a mocking pin!

Jester Jay: I think Raw Mike figured he'd kick out. He has this look on him that just says, "I wanna kick your ass". You can see it clearly in the way he's lifting Danielson up again and-

Tear Gutter: OH!!!! Danielson fighting back with a vicious european uppercut!

Danielson steps back to catch his breath before running towards the ropes and as he bounces off and comes back, Raw Mike is caught off guard with a double drop kick sending him down to one knee. Danielson quick to capitalize he grabs Raw Mike quickly and plants him down with a spinning DDT. Danielson applies a sleeper hold now, shaking his head vigorously as he tries to put pressure to Raw Mike. Raw Mike raises his arms as his eyes seem to spin, Danielson applying more and more pressure with the sleeper hold until Raw Mike knocks him back with an elbow thrust to the head. Danielson rebounds quickly however, heading for the ropes and bouncing off them with a flying super kick that electrifies the crowd!

Tear Gutter: Whoa! That was incredible!

Jester Jay: If he wins, Raw Mike better off himself!

so I send the match to Cham... right?

Raw Mike is quick to recover still and he comes charging towards Danielson now with a clotheseline. It's easy looking as Danielson ducks, and jumps up onto Raw Mike's back in a hurricanrana position before taking him down forward into a roll up pin!

1!!!
2!!!!!!
THR-KICK OUT!

Danielson doesn't let up as he heads up to the top rope with Raw Mike still down and out on the mat looking confused. He quickly flies off with an incredible frog splash, but instead of going for the pin he simply heads back up to the top rope. He does a shooting star press this time, and as he lands on Raw Mike he hooks the leg!

1!!!
2!!!
THR-KICK OUT!

Danielson can't believe it now, and he begins to argue back and forth with the referee as Raw Mike gets himself to his feet.

Tear Gutter: Come on, Josh! The ref isn't gonna break!

Jester Jay: The kid's got heart!

Danielson gives up the argument and turns around and gets knocked down by Raw Mike. Raw Mike gets Danielson to his feet, but Danielson counters with an european uppercut.. and then hits the PUNISHMENT on Raw Mike! He covers!

1!!!
2!!!
3!!!

DING DING DING!

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: And your winner... JOSHUA DANIELSON!

Danielson raises his arms in the air as the crowd gives him an appropriate response for a job well done in the opening match.

Jester Jay: And Danielson defeats Raw Mike in the opening of another exciting edition of Chaos.

Tear Gutter: Raw Mike brought his all, but Josh was just a little bit better tonight.

Riona on Chaos?!


We cut to the back after our opening match... The parking lot to be precise. And, as she promised, we see Riona Langly walking into the arena. She's talking on her cell-phone, and walking behind her is her fellow Apostle, Lacey Gloria. As Riona passes the camera, we get to hear just a bit of her conversation...

Riona: ...look, just be there after your match Viktor. We all need to talk. Yes, it's mandatory. No, you can't skip... we've done enough of that as it is.

Riona flips her phone closed and walks right past Phantastic Brian, who is trying to catch up to her.

Brian: Langly-san! Why are you here?!

Riona stops briefly and turns to Brian.

Riona: Brian, my reasons are mine and mine alone, and because you're not me, you don't get answers. Now, go the hell away and go bother someone else. Maybe Kalis? Lord knows he doesn't get enough screentime!"

Riona promptly walks away, leaving Brian behind... Lacey walks past and sort of gives a shrug before following Riona into the building.

Aeolus Wrath vs RJ Banks

GB Semi Finals


The bell rings and Banks and Wrath go at it! Wrath nails Banks with a right punch and then sends Banks into the ropes. Banks springboards off the middle rope and comes back hitting Wrath with a flying forearm! Wrath gets up and gets clotheslined by Banks. Banks hits a springboard moonsault off the middle rope and connects! Banks tries for a pinfall, but Wrath kicks out at two. Banks gets Wrath to his feet and nails him with a few forearm shots. Banks takes Wrath down with a jawbreaker move. Banks climbs the top rope and leaps off with a 450 splash, but Wrath moves out of the way! Banks hits the canvas hard and Wrath gets to his feet. Wrath stomps on Banks a few times and applies an ankle lock! Banks is in a lot of pain as he is desperately trying to reach the ropes. Wrath holds on to that ankle lock as tight as he can, and referee Joe Irving asks Banks if he wants to give up. Banks declines, and begins to crawl toward the bottom rope. Wrath is reeling back, but Banks grabs the bottom rope! Joe Irving forces Wrath to break the hold. Wrath gets Banks to his feet and Banks is hopping around a little bit now. Wrath sets Banks on the top rope and climbs up. He tries to superplex Banks off the top turnbuckle, but Banks denies! Banks shoves Wrath off the turnbuckles and Wrath lands back-first on the canvas. Banks comes down with a flying elbow drop and connects! He covers, but Wrath kicks out at two again.

Banks slams the canvas and gets into Joe Irving's face. Joe cowers, and Wrath wraps up Banks from behind with a schoolboy pin! Wrath has got it.. NO! Banks barely kicks out right before 3! Banks is upset and tries to land a punch on Wrath, but Wrath dodges and kicks Banks low. Wrath hits the Son of Silence on Banks! He covers!

1!

2!

3!

Winner: Aeolus Wrath in 9:45

Johnny Visits the Vatican


Johnny is walking down a cobblestone street, the grass around it perfectly green. It's a beutiful day and Johnny is quitte the strk contrast to it all, wearing a pair of torn-up blue jean shorts and a sleeveless black shirt reading 'What Are You Lookin At, Dicknose?'.

Johnny Maverick: Ronny, if these people wanted someone to preach stentorian from the mount, they'd have gone to Church. Hell, I could only get away with it by PAYING people. Face it man, whether you like it or not people are gonna go to whatever Church they want. Be they Catholic, Muslim, Buddhist, Pastafarian, Gophers...whatever. They have spent years searching for an answer to lifes questions and they finally settled with what made the most sense to them.

Someone passing Johnny looks rather shocked at his appearance, but he keeps walking.

Johnny Maverick: To put it in the nicest way I possibly can, some fat fuck professional wrestler with supressed daddy issues isn't gonna change their minds. Hell, my daddy trained me like a damn marine since the day I turned ten years old. At least I'm honest and open about my daddy issues. You see Ronny, when you've lived a life that I live, there's only one belief that makes any sense. Yes, there is a God. He's not Good. He isn't Evil. He doesn't give a shit whether or not you like him And he doesn't have a fucking plan.

He is the God Chaos, and if you opened your eyes you would realize that he is pulling all of the strings and he doen't even know what the fucking strings are. Chaos is all that makes sense to me. For some reason, Christianity is all that makes sense to you. I dunno why. Maybe your pops diddled you one too many times and the only friend you had to turn to was the bible. Since, you know, no one wants to hang out with the fat kid.

Johnny shakes his head.

Johnny Maverick: But hey, enough of that. if there's one thing I can't stand it's guys trying to enforce their beliefs to those with different beliefs. Ha. I never really got all of that Inter-religious feuding bullshit. All it essentially boils down to is 'My Imaginary friend is better than yours'. Oh, and just because I don't beieve there's an invisible man in the sky judging my every move, it doesn't mean I'm not a civic-minded individual. In fact, I'm here on a goodwill trip, representing the PWA in Venice... oh dear, someones dog left a mess!

Johnny bends down and takes out a brown paper bag, picking up a piece of dog waste with the bag and bagging it up. The scenery has changed a bit as we do a jump cut, something is out of place... he rolls up the paperbag, standing up and looking behind him to see he's in front of The Apostolic Palace, the residency of Pope Benedict XVI.

Johnny Maverick: Okay okay, I know what you're thinking. 'Johnny, you Charismatic Stallion. Not only is your opponent not Catholic, but this would cause a shitstorm of epic proportions. No one could possibly be that Immature and Disrespectful.'

Johnny lights the bag and tosses it in, the scene begins to burn behind him, Johnny runs away and a police officer walks up to him.

Police Officer: 'Excusah me sir. I'm gonna hava to ask you to cover uppa your shirt. It issa offensive" says the man in a ridiculously phony Italian accent.

Johnny Maverick: Oh my, terribly sorry sir. I'll just put on my coat

As Johnny puts on a blue coat, the scenery behind him covers his chest.... it's clearly a blue screen.

Johnny Maverick: Boy, I forgot about all of the rules they have here at the REAL VATICAN!!!

Police Officer: "Don'ta worry about it sir. Enjoy your stay ahere ata the REAL VATICAN!!!!"

Says the Vatican Guard who is clearly Spyke upon further inspection.

Johnny Maverick: Boy, it sure is fortunate that I wasn't arrested here in the REAL VATICAN otherwise I'd miss my match in America. Oh man, that's coming up soon. I had better catch a ride.............. and by ride I mean a ride in a super fast jet airplane, since I am in fact in the REAL VATICAN

Black screen pops up, white test reading 'TEN MINUTES LATER'. We open up on Johnny backstage at Chaos.

Johnny Maverick: Boy, that sure was a thrilling visit to not the blue screen room and, in fact, to the REAL VATICAN! looks like my match is up soon. See you in the Ring, Ronny

Johnny Maverick vs Ronald Gay

Singles Match


Tamara Christopher-Onassi: The following match up is scheduled for one pinfall or submission and has a thirty minute time limit. Introducing first, hailing from our nation's capital...

"I'll never give in, I'll never, ever give up"
"I'll never give in, I'll never, ever give up"

Johnny steps from behind the curtain and pounds on his chest, intensity etched on his face.

"You come around here you forget how to act
Slinging your fiction off of the rack
You put up a front to hide what you lack
I just laugh at your pathetic attack
I'll never give in, I'll never, ever give up X4"

Johnny lets out a roar before sprinting to the ring as fast as he can.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: He stands 6'2" and weighs in tonight at 225 pounds... He is The Anarchistic Apostle... he is... JOHNNY MAVERICK!

"Your role models, they sold you lies
They told you it's cool to drink and get high
It doesn't pay to be someone who buys
Into the hype, open your eyes
I see you, I hear you, I watch your parade
And I see right through the choices you've made
You have no self respect but you're getting paid
There's some things in life I'll never trade"

Johnny slides under the bottom rope and stands, running to a turnbuckle and letting out another roar.

"I'll never be bought, I'll never be sold
I'm glad to walk out here in the cold
I don't have time to watch the drama unfold
I've seen enough and it's getting old."

Johnny jumps down and waits for his opponent.

Tear Gutter: Johnny has had some unfortunate luck lately, losing to Ross last week and losing the Battle Royal at Manitoba Mayhem. He needs to turn things around tonight.

Jester Jay: I... really don't care. I just want another beer.

Tear Gutter: Classic, Jay. Classic.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: And his opponent, hailing from Waco, Texas...

"Onward, Christian Soldiers" plays as Gay walks down the ramp.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: He stands 6'3" and weighs in tonight at 242 pounds...

Ronald starts handing out pamphlets to fans in the front rows. He enters the ring and kneels down to pray.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: He is... RONALD GAY!

Jester Jay: I can't get over his last name... you'd think Jesus Christ would have convinced him to change it or something!

Tear Gutter: You know, gay does mean happy.

Jester Jay: Oh, and where does it mean that? In bloody England? This ain't the NLS, Gutter!

DING DING!

The bell sounds and Ronald finishes his prayer. He stands up and turns toward Maverick. The two stars lock horns in the middle of the ring. Gay drives Maverick into the corner and shoves him up against the turnbuckle. Referee Joe Irving tries to make them break it up, but they don't listen. Gay uses all of his strength to crush Maverick in the corner, and the referee starts the count.

Irving: 1! 2!

Gay breaks the hold and turns toward Irving, who immediately backs down. Gay yells at Irving for stopping him, and then turns toward Maverick. Gay is met with a kick to the face! Gay staggers back and Maverick hops up to the top rope and comes off with a moonsault, landing on top of Gay and taking him down!

Tear Gutter: Johnny with a risk move there and it pays off!

Jester Jay: Where's that damn beer guy?

Maverick stays on the attack and lands a few stomps on Gay. He gets Gay to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Gay comes back and Mav leap frogs over him. Mav tries to telegraph a dropkick on Gay's return, but Gay stops on a dime and Mav hits nothing but mat. Gay gets elevated and comes down with an elbow drop across the heart of Mav. Gay gets Mav to his feet and hits him with a big chop!

Crowd: WHOOO!

Another chop from Gay.

Crowd: WHOOO!

Tear Gutter: And the crowd is going crazy as Gay gains momentum early in the match.

Jester Jay: BEER, GUTTER! BEER!

Gay sends Mav into the ropes and Mav comes back with a diving forearm! He takes Gay down with that attack. Mav goes into the ropes and comes down with an elevated knee drop over the forehead of Gay. Mav lays into Gay with rights and lefts, and Joe Irving demands a break. Mav stands up as Gay gets to one knee. Soccer kick to the back!

Tear Gutter: That's gotta hurt!

Jester Jay: Yeah, that was pretty gay.

Tear Gutter: How does that even make sense?

Jester Jay: Cause being gay hurts, and that kick looked like it hurt.

Tear Gutter: Sounds like you have a lot of experience being gay, Jay.

Jester Jay: OH SHUT UP WOMAN! GET ME A BEER!

Mav gets Gay up to his feet and slams him face-first into the turnbuckle. Mav whips Gay into the opposite set of turnbuckles and Gay crashes into them back-first! Mav sprints and tries for a corner splash, but Gay moves out of the way! Mav connects with nothing but turnbuckle and bounces back toward the middle of the ring. Gay wraps up Mav in a full-nelson and slams him back-first onto the mat! Cover!

1...

2...

Kick out!

Tear Gutter: Close one there! Gay really surprised Johnny with that full-nelson slam!

Jester Jay: Is that code for butt se--

Before Jay could finish, Gutter slaps him across the face. Jay, being too inebriated to react, falls silent and nearly out of his chair. Gay gets Maverick to his feet and scoop slams him to the mat. Gay climbs to the middle turnbuckle, facing Maverick who's lying on the mat. Gay jumps off and tries for an elbow drop to the forehead of Mav, but Mav moves out of the way just in time! Gay gets to his feet and swings at Mav, but Mav ducks and wraps Gay up from behind and slams him to the mat with a german suplex! Mav holds on and gets him and Gay to their feet... and hits ANOTHER german suplex! He bridges it for the cover!

1...

2...

Kick out!

Tear Gutter: Maverick being very impressive with those suplexes! But Ronald kicked out just in time.

Mav gets Gay to his feet and tosses him into the corner. Mav unleashes lefts and rights into Gay's midsection. Mav finally tries a punch to the face, but Gay quickly rakes Mav's eye. Ref Joe Irving gives Gay a hard time about the move, and Gay tries for a spear. But Mav dodges! Gay goes right through the other turnbuckles and into the ring post! Mav pulls Gay out of the ropes and hits the ABM! Cover!

1...

2...

3!!!!

DING DING DING

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: And your winner... The World-Weary Warrior... JOHNNY MAVERICK!!!!

Tear Gutter: Johnny's out of his slump!

Jester Jay: Yay..

Johnny raises his hands in the air as 'Never Give Up' by Mike V and the Rats hits the sound system. Gay, furious, rolls out of the ring and collects himself on the outside. Johnny turns toward Gay and taunts him a little bit. Very irate, Gay storms up the entrance ramp and disappears backstage. Johnny, enjoying the feeling of victory, takes his time up the rampway and disappears backstage as well.

Bubba J vs Shadow Starr

GB Semi Finals


The smashing guitar riffs of "Alcohol" hit the speakers and from the back walks The Ragin' Redneck Bubba. In his right hand he holds
a bottle of liquor and he looks out at the crowd.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: "From Durham North Carolina, he stands at six feet two inches and weighs in at two hundred and fifty pounds... The Ragin' Redneck... Bubba!"


Bubba nods at the announcement of his name before walking slowly down to the entrance ramp. He gets some cheers, some boos, but all in all it is a mixed reaction. He walks up the ring steps and into the ring where he climbs the turnbuckle and chugs a gulp of the liquor in the bottle before putting the lid back on and setting it in his corner.

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.

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

Shadow and Bubba J go for a lock up in the center of the ring, but Bubba J with a stiff right hand backs Starr up. Bubba J with another ight hand, a third, a fourth and Starr is up against the ropes. The Ragin' Redneck is on a role, he is ticked about something and Starr is going to pay the price. Starr fires back with a series of rights of his own backing Bubba J up against the corner. Starr with a hip toss sends Bubba J out of the corner and down to the mat.

Jester Jay: I love Bubba J, he doesn't take any shit.

Tear Gutter: Yeah, but his wrestling talent lacks... definition.

Shadow Starr with a double axe handle smash from the bottom rope to Bubba J sends him back down to the canvas, Bubba J fights back up to a kneeling position as Shadow tries to pull him up. Bubba J connects with a right, left, right, left, a right and finally a left combo. Irish whip sends Starr running across the ring, Bubba J lowers his head, Shadow Starr with a swift kick right into his face stands Bubba J up in a vertical position. Bubba J wipes at his face, finding no blood he shoots a bird at Shadow Starr and begs him to come on. Starr rushes at Bubba J, these two bulls lock up center ring. Starr with a go behind into a rear waistlock, he lifts Bubba J up. The Ragin' Redneck drops down to the canvas, low blows Starr with the heel of his boot doubling the former Intercontinental Champion over holding at his groin. Bubba J turns around, right hand to Shadow's head rocks him sideways. Starr fights back with a right of his own and the fists begin to fly once again. Bubba J backs up from the effort, his head rocking back and forth, but the smile never leaves his lips. Shadow connects with a big right hand, he swings with a haymaker. Bubba drops down, flipping Shadow up and over the top rope and to the outside.

Jester Jay: Bubba J's playground, lets get it done.

Tear Gutter: Shadow Starr can get it done outside the ropes as well.

Bubba steps through the ropes, jumping down on Starr with a double axe handle, but Shadow connects with a clothesline to Bubba's midsection doubling him over. Bubba holds at his midsection, gasping for air. Shadow Starr connects with an elbow to his back then grabbing his jeans sends him head first into the guardrail. Bubba J is breathing heavily now as Shadow Starr stomps away on the Ragin' Redneck. The referee's count is up to six as Shadow Starr rolls in to break the count, he rolls back out. Starr pulls Bubba up to a vertical base, Irish whip into the ringpost, but Bubba reverses sending Starr's skull crashing against the unforgiving metal. Bubba J grabs the hair of Shadow Starr to repeatedly pound Starr's face into the steel. After four blows Bubba J looks at Starr's head upon seeing a trickle of blood, he rolls Shadow back into the ring just before the referee's ten count.

Jester Jay: That man is vicious, you slept with him yet?

Tear Gutter: Yes he is and no I haven't.

Bubba J smiles as he pulls Shadow up and boots him in the stomach, but Shadow shoulder blocks Bubba J in the gut sending him back outside the ring. Bubba J lands on his shoulder, rolling up to his side. Shadow Starr looks down at his opponent, takes a running leap to launch himself over the middle rope with a dive taking out the rising redneck. Bubba's back smashes into the railing pushing it back a few inches, Shadow pulls him up to his feet, peppering him with lefts and rights. Bubba J whips him into the stairs, but Shadow Starr reverses sending the redneck crashing through the steps with the shoulder that he landed on. Bubba tries to get up, but his shoulder is giving him some trouble not to mention the fact that Shadow Starr is repeatedly slamming knee lifts into his temple. Bubba rolls over, licking at the blood now flowing from his lips, Shadow Starr with a boot right into his face sends him over the disassembled steps as the referee's count reaches seven. Starr rolls in to break the count before rolling back out in pursuit of his quarry. Bubba is stumble walking around the ring, Shadow Starr with a boot in his ass sends him head first into the announce table.

Jester J: And the action is right here with us folks, unlike our counterpart Saturday Night Rampage.

Tear Gutter: The sight of that blood...

Jester Jay: Folks, my announce partner has gotten the willies, but it isn't the bad kind. Goosebumps cover the parts of her body that are showing.

Tear Gutter: Shut up.

Bubba wipes at his head and holds at his ankle. Shadow comes over, but Bubba J stabs him in the forehead with a fork, dragging it across his skin, ripping the flesh open.

Tear Gutter: Oh my God!

Jester Jay: A f*bleep*king fork!

Bubba J smiles as he comes back at Shadow Starr who is drenched in blood now. The redneck rolls Starr into the ring, he goes to climb into the ring when from the crowd comes Ryan Ross!

Tear Gutter: What is he doing here?

Jester Jay: It doesn't appear to be to congratulate Bubba J as he nails him with a steel chair.

Ryan rolls Bubba J into the ring, neither Shadow Starr nor the referee has seen anything. Shadow covers the redneck.

One...

Two...

Thre--NO! Bubba J kicks out. Ryan Ross can't believe it! Shadow Starr pulls Bubba J up to a vertical base, sending him into the ropes. Bubba comes back, Shadow Starr picks hi m up in an airplan spin, Starr stumbles as Bubba J shifts his weight. One of Bubba's boots catches the referee squarely in the jaw knocking him out cold. Starr drops Bubba J with a toss, he lands heavily on the canvas, he falls to the ropes, his eyes closed from the loss of blood. Ryan takes the oppurtunity to come into the ring, Ross picks up the Ragin' Redneck.

Tear Gutter: Lung Blower!

Jester Jay: What an impact that move made on Bubba J!

Tear Gutter: He is determined to show Bubba J a messege here.

Bubba J is out on the mat, Ryan drags Starr across his body as he slides out of the ring with a smile. The referee comes to and sees the pin.

One...

Two...

Three.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: Winner of the match and moving on to the finals of the Grizzly Beer tournament, Shadow Starr!

Ross slides back into the ring, a steel chair in hand, he whacks the steel across Bubba's forehead, the blood flies from the impact of steel on flesh. Ryan lifts the unconscious man up, slamming a fist into the red mask that is Bubba's face, the head snaps back. There is a crazed look in Ryan's face as he digs his fingernails into the flesh to rip it apart from his body, Bubba J falls at Ryan's feet, bloody, beaten, and bruised. Ryan takes the steel chair, he swings for the fences...

Tear Gutter: Ryan connects with Bubba's head sending him to the canvas.

Jester Jay: He may be getting the better of Bubba J now, but wait till Bubba J wakes up.

Ryan falls out of the ropes, landing on his feet, he shoots a bird at Bubba J as he walks backwards. Halfway up the ramp, Bubba J stirs, he raises his face to stare up at Ryan Ross. Through the blood one can see the anger on his face, Bubba J begins to try and struggle up to his feet, but he is weak and leans up against the ropes.

Tear Gutter: Bubba J may just have gotten the beating of his life.

Jester Jay: What, did you give him a hand...

Tear Gutter: And now to the next match.

It's A Chaotic World Out There


We're backstage now, and we can see Masakazu and Simon Kalis finishing another meditation session before taking part in sanctioned violence tonight.

Masakazu: Are you ready for tonight, father?

Masakazu opens his eyes and turns his head to face Kalis. We can see the PWA Tag Team titles are laid out before them as well.

Simon Kalis: Yeah. You're one of my lumberjacks, you know that. Do what you must, but I'll be finishing off Phoenix off once and for all. This is the final crack in his career.

Kalis now turns his head toward Masakazu.

Simon Kalis: This is only the beginning of our rise to the top, Masakazu.

Masakazu: Are you sure what we're doing is right? What happened to our honor?

Kalis stands up now and Masakazu stands up with him, staring at him in the eyes with suspicion.

Simon Kalis: We are honorable. The people, our people just don't realize it yet Mas.

Kalis puts his arm around Masakazu and smirks.

Simon Kalis: They're simply paying attention to what's on the road in front of them, not the blurred visions they're passing in the fast line at either side of them.

Both men pick up their titles and slide them over their shoulders.

Masakazu: I understand. Let's do this.

Simon Kalis reaches into his belt buckle and pulls out the gun tucked there and puts it down on the bench in their locker room.

Masakazu: It's that time, is it?

Kalis smirks.

Simon Kalis: It's the death of one bird from another.

Kalis cocks the weapon, putting his PWA Tag Team title around his waist and placing the weapon behind it as the scene fades.

Ryan Ross vs Viktor Stone

Singles Match


The match starts quickly with Ryan rushing in, only to get grasped by Viktor and rammed into the ground with a judo hip-toss. After a few shots Ryan escapes and tries to get himself an advantage in the match. He is tossed down and around the ring at every attempt. An irish whip, and Viktor scouts with a clothes line. Suplex, and Viktor hits a knee. Stone smirks, taking an interesting and unique approach, he merely waits for Ross to attack and counters the best he can. Ryan scoffs loosening himself up before trying again. This time Ross tries some chains, headlock, leg scissors, belly to back suplex, ect. Eventually Ryan manages to take the advantage dropping Viktor with a sudden DDT! Stone looks dazed and gets himself to his feet as Ryan starts his advantage. He hits Stone a few times over with kicks before hitting the ropes and returning with a “That Japanese move!” 2 count and Stone kicks out.

Stone gets to his feet and manages to gain himself back into the match. Ryan tries to capitalize on his move, but when he gets Stone into the ropes and tries to charge with a spear, he hits steel poll instead. Stone starts working over the shoulder from here on, quickly hitting a few arm breakers and arm jerks. Bringing the assault center ring, Stone hits a harsh arm bar DDT, attempting a fujiwara armbar afterwards. Ryan manages a counter rolling through and to his feet, hitting Stone with an enzuguri. Viktor doesn’t fall or topple but staggers into the ropes. Ryan charges and Stone hoists him over head. Stone staggers away and doesn’t realize Ross on the apron, who leaps and connects with a spinning wheel kick to the head! Stone falls to the canvas and rolls over onto his back. Ross calls for the 450 and heads to the top rope flying and hitting the 450 perfectly across the chest!

1!

2!

3!

Winner: Ryan Ross in 7:12

The Apostles Meet


We're backstage once more, and we hear shouting... It's sort of muffled, so we don't hear the exact words, but it doesn't sound angry... The camera follows the source, and we hear that it's Riona Langly, standing in a locker room at a whiteboard. Sitting in front of her are Johnny Maverick and Viktor Stone... Lacey Gloria is nowhere to be seen. On that board, we see the names of each Pantheon member...

Riona: And as far as Raizzor goes... Viktor, you've faced him, you should know exactly how to fucking deal with that so-called spooky son of a...

Riona stops and stares at the cameraman.

Riona: Look, my dears... We have a guest. Sir, this is indeed an unparalleled delight. I... had rather hoped that you would come... And now you're here... You have truly made my night.

Maverick claps a bit at the reference... Riona closes her eyes and takes a mock bow... and re-opens her eyes looking furious.

Riona: OR NOT! LACEY GET HIM THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!

Lacey walks into the frame, pushing the camera out of the frame. She looks down at him and smirks...

Lacey: Didn't Riona tell you to go away? I'm sure Kalis has something for you to tape.

Lacey steps back and slams the door on the cameraman as we go back to ringside.

Tear Gutter: I don't usually like girls... but I think I'm in love.

Jester Jay: OK. That's... creepy.

Simon Kalis vs The Phoenix

Lumber Jack Match (3 Pantheon members, and 3 of Robinson's choice


The match opens up showcasing the two men in the ring and their respective lumberjack choices. Following the introductions Kalis’ Lumberjacks are revealed to be Pantheon members Hunter Sullivan, Masakazu, and Pantheon figure head, Chamelion. Rob doesn’t look pleased as his Lumberjack team gets revealed. Heading the three men down to the ring is Ryan Ross, behind him follow Aeolus wrath and Chris Rage. Hunter and Chamelion on the outside chuckle to each other as the men start circling the ring. Kalis on the other hand is a little more serious as he shares a stare with Aeolus Wrath whos reasons for being out here are next to obvious.
The match begins and both men start off unaffected by the men standing at ring side as they lock up center ring. Kalis gets the upper hand, but not with any technical moves as he simply knees Rob in the gut and proceeds to kick him a few times over. Phoenix rebounds catching a kick and sweeping the new pantheon member off his feet. A few elbow drops to the knee and Kalis fights off his opponent with more kicks. Both men circle around the ring focused with each other when Rob gets distracted by Hunter who makes a swipe under the bottom rope that misses. It however, does the job it was intended to do as Kalis gets a cheap shot.

Pressuring the former champ into the corner Kalis places his heel into the masked man’s throat. The ref moves in and pulls Kalis away, mouthing off. Hunter smiles as he swiftly makes a swift cheap shot into Rob’s face. Robinson rolls away from the apron and is pulled to his feet by Kalis who whips him into the ropes. The phoenix rebounds and slides under a leg lariat, allowing Kalis to crash and burn. Quickly to his feet Rob takes the time to gain an advantage and catch a raising Kalis with a hard dropkick. The black superstar staggers into the ropes and falls onto the apron. Ryan quickly scurries in to push him back in when Chamelion and Masakazu make their force known getting there first and pushing Kalis in gently.

Aeolus doesn’t look pleased as he eyes the Pantheon. Kalis shakes his head a bit as Rob lifts him from the mat and delivers a firm Suplex, a quick two count follows. Rob goes to work on the talented legs of his opponent stomping away at them before attempting a step over toe hold. Kalis fends off his attacker with a boot on the turn, staggering him into the ropes. Kalis speeds to his feet and runs for a clothesline, hoping to dump him over the top rope! It fails as Kalis is lifted up and over, landing on the apron. Aeolus swiftly grabs the leg of Kalis and pulls him off the apron, causing him to nail his jaw off the apron. Wrath rolls him back into the ring with the help of Chris before backing away from the Pantheon members moving in.

Kalis is jarred as Rob takes use of the mini rivalry and lifts Kalis off the mat snapmaring his opponent, combining into a chin lock. Simon struggles in the hold but manages to get to his feet, elbowing his opponent off. Bouncing off the ropes Kalis returns looking to gain an advantage, but a quick hip-toss counter puts Rob on top of the situation. A swift run to the ropes and a return places Kalis in some more pain as he drops the knee. Hunter doesn’t look pleased right now, which contrasts Aeolus’ opinion.
Rob goes back to the legs of his opponent, lifting up the left knee and sitting down with a single legged boston crab. Kalis looks on in pain as he tries to crawl across the ring, reaching out for the bottom rope. Hunter slams the mat and cheers Kalis on and it seems to help as the wrestler starts gaining room across the canvas. Rob breaks the hold himself and goes to pull Kalis center ring to re apply the hold but Hunter grabs Kalis’ hand preventing him. Both the ref and Rob get into Hunter’s business, threatening him to watch himself. Rob goes back to the leg and gets himself a mouth full of boot. Simon gets back to his feet and hits a nice enzuguri dropping the former champion.

Kalis smiles as he exacts a measure of revenge, stomping the throat of his opponent before dropping a knee across the face. Rob gets to his feet holding his face and gets a kick across the calf for his efforts, dropping him to his knee. Kalis applies a cravat and wrenches it in on his opponent, twisting the head awkwardly. Rob tries to fight it rising to his feet but it doesn’t help as Simon bounces off the ropes hitting a cravat neck breaker. Kalis applies a lateral press getting himself a two count. Kalis, unsatisfied, brings the wrestler to his feet and arm wrenches his arm. Simon lifts his foot and presses it against Rob’s cheek before dropping back, pulling the arm with him into a sort of jaw breaker!

Kalis looking to place a exclamation point on his opponent heads for the ropes and climbs up. RETRIBUTI-No, Aeolus grabs the Simon’s leg! Hunter doesn’t take kindly to the tactic as he swoops around the corner and comes face to face with Wrath, pushing him backwards. Wrath isn’t intimidated and pushes back against the champion. Hunter grows a foul look and slaps Wrath breaking into a brawl between the two. While all this is taking place Rob has climbed to the second rope and delivers a superplex! He goes for the cover and only gets a 2 count! The ref gets out of the ring and tries to end the fight between the two wrestlers but it doesn’t seem to be working!

Robinson leans over the top rope trying to get the attention of the ref but it doesn’t work. Looking back to his opponent in pain on the matting Rob tries to keep his advantage, heading for the turnbuckle and with Hunter distracted, tries for the flame! He reaches the top and Masakazu distracts Rob, yelling out to his in Japanese! Robinson looks at him confused at this moon speak before he finds himself nailed with a spring board kick! Robinson drops to his family jewels and bends forward, almost falling off the turnbuckle. The only thing keeping him there is Kalis himself who switches Robinson around backwards on the turnbuckle, quickly hooking him on the top in an inverted reverse double underhook.... SENTENCEING OF THE DAMNED! The Phoenix is knocked the FUCK out as he hits the canvas. Chamelion grabs the ref and points him towards the ring at the disaster zone. He dives in under the bottom rope and goes for the count!

1!

2!

3!

Winner: Simon Kalis in 15:45

Hunter is knocked back by Aeolus who was holding his own in the brawl, only for Wrath to look on in the ring with despair! Rob shakes his head and rolls from the ring staggering around, looking back at the ring at the Pantheon who has joined Kalis in the ring, holding up his hand in victory. Wrath looks disgusted and glares at Hunter.

Joe BoXeR: Whoa whoa whoa...

Everyone looks up at the new General Manager of Chaos, who's wearing a fine suit I might add.

Joe BoXeR: Listen... it's always been so that the Pantheon can never fight the fair fight. Well... next week, I'm going to give you - Hunter - a fair fight indeed. I've been watching and studying Chaos, and I know you want to show your dominance more than anyone.. maybe even more than my own brother.

A few cheers and jeers for the former World Champ.

Joe BoXeR: So next week? You're gonna have every chance. Next week you're going to face off against Aeolus Wrath!

Everyone looks a little confused, as we all saw Wrath advance to the finals of the Grizzly Beer title tournament tonight.

Joe BoXeR: Oh I'm quite aware of your accomplishment, Wrath, advancing to the GB Finals tournament. That's why your finals match is going to happen not next week, but October 14th! Yup. I figured it would give you and your opponent, Shadow Starr, a week off from the pressures of Grizzly Beer gold. I know I've been there, done that.

So without further ado, your main event for next week is Hunter against Wrath... with a few perks. The special guest referee is going to be... THE PHOENIX!

The crowd goes crazy. Hunter stomps in the ring a bit.

Joe BoXeR: But don't you worry, Hunter. I'll take care of you. The special guest enforcer is.. SIMON KALIS!

The crowd goes crazy over the announcement. Wrath has a smirk on his face, while Hunter looks a little irritated. Joe BoXeR cracks a smile of his own and heads backstage. The ring clears out in anticipation for the main event of the evening.

Tear Gutter: Joe BoXeR is making an impact in his first night as GM, Jay.

Jester Jay: Hunter against Wrath! Phoenix as the ref, and Kalis as the enforcer! I like it, Gutter.

Matt Stone vs Hunter Sullivan

Main Event Non-Title Champion Versus Champion


Tamara Christopher-Onassi: The following match is set for one fall with a thirty minute time limit and is your Main Event of the evening.

God Damn I love Me

The opening of "I don't care" can be heard as from the back Matt Stone walks out with a smirk of arrogance. He had the Grizzly Beer Championship over his shoulder and walking about five feet behind him was Zach Hazard. Stone was easily the more animated of the two, walking down the aisle with his arms held over his head to ensure he wouldn't touch anyone in the audience. He was wearing a Chex Mix t-shirt over his wrestling attire and Zach had n a Chex Mix hat. Stone walked up the steps and got in the ring, Zach just stood in a corner watching on, ignoring the booing fans in the PWA arena.Stone handed over the title to the referee and stood proud in the ring ready for the match.

Tamara stands center ring, as Matt Stone gets himself settled. With thumbs up from a stage hand listening through a headset,
Tamara begins his announcement.

"Introducing his opponent from Corner brook Newfoundland Canada, he is the Viper, HUNTERRR SULLIVVAAAAN"

The lights begin to fade, dimming to a calming light. Green and purple start to glow and flash, the arena looking to the stage as A Perfect Circle starts to play and blare. Sullivan is waiting in the gorilla position for the lyrics to hit before bursting out onto the stage. Fans are already responding in a harsh chorus of Jeers.

You're such an inspiration for the ways
That I'll never ever choose to be
Oh so many ways for me to show you
How the savior has abandoned you

With the signal of the beginning lyrics Hunter storms out of his position, of course to a series of discriminating chants and boos. Hunter’s artier showed off as he started moving his way across the stage. The green and purple lights reflected and caused glimmer on his body. A cool, calculating smirk seemed steady and planted on his face, an unnerving confidence, a form of malevolence shines through. The ramp was laid out before him, en route to his goal.

Fuck your God
Your Lord and your Christ
He did this
Took all you had and
Left you this way
Still you pray, you never stray
Never taste of the fruit
You never thought to question why

Sullivan walked calmly and professionally down the ramp. The steel ramp under Hunter's feet reacted with a clank, none of which could be heard over the music and jeers in unison. Soon Sullivan found himself on the matting surrounding the ring. He reacted quickly, rolling into the ring and heading towards the turnbuckle that was closest. Soon climbing up it he merely looked around and reacted with a combined smirk-scoff.

It's not like you killed someone
It's not like you drove a hateful spear into his side
Praise the one who left you
Broken down and paralyzed
He did it all for you
He did it all for you

The music died off and Sullivan dropped back to the mat, looking around the ring, making a few last mental notes. His new music finally cutting off and settling.

Ding Ding

Hunter and Matt lock up in the center of the ring, Hunter with a quick wristlock gets the advantage, but Matt comes back with a swift kick to Hunter's ribs sending him over to one side. Matt turns the wristlock on Hunter, but Sullivan with a quick twist reversing the wristlock into a hammerlock on Stone. Matt falls forward to one knee flipping Hunter over him to land on his feet. Hunter turns around, flying forearm smash by Stone sends Hunter into the corner. Matt pulls him out of the corner with a whip, following close on his heels. Hunter stops suddenly throwing his elbow back sending it right into Matt Stone's face. The Grizzly Beer champion falls back, Hunter quickly assists him with a leg sweep.

Jester Jay: Hunter dominating early in this match.

Tear Gutter: Are you watching the same match I am?

Hunter bends down picking up his opponent, a scoop and a slam on his bent knee drives the wind rightout of Matt Stone's sails. Stone is gasping for breath as Hunter picks him up again, Stone with a single leg take down catches Hunter off guard. Matt quickly hits the ropes, baseball slide right into the side of Hunter's face rolling the Global Champion over. Matt lifts him up delivering a series of Mua Tai kicks to his body and head before locking on a side headlock, wrenching heavily on the neck. Hunter grunts in pain as he drops down to one knee. Hunter wraps his arms around Matt's waist standing back up, he drops him with a side slam, Matt Stone is winded again as his lower back takes some punishment. Hunter shakes his head as he stands up against the ropes.

Tear Gutter: Both wrestlers trading moves back and forth here in this match.

Jester Jay: Hunter showing why he is a champ and Stone showing the same.

Matt gets up, his back to Hunter, The Viper comes with a running knee into the lower portion of his back, Stone falls into the ropes. Hunter locks on an Anaconda Vise before Dwayne Cross is forced to count to four and a half, making Hunter break the illegal hold. Hunter turns to tell Dwayne Cross that this was not an illegal hold in GWA when Matt Stone nails a standing dropkick to Hunter's leg, crumpling him down to the mat. Hunter's eyes show pain as Stone wraps the Champion up with a standing leglock, twisting to apply as much pressure as possible to the joint

Jester Jay: Matt Stone with a leg lock there, applying pressure.

Tear Gutter: Trying to take the vertical base away from Hunter.

Hunter kicks out with his left leg, but Matt manages to side step the move at the cost of releasing the right leg. Stone quickly back on the attack, but he begins to wrap Hunter into a figure four leglock, Hunter leans up pulling Matt down into a pin.

One...
Two...

Matt Stone able to break the pin as he falls back into the ropes. Using the momentum to his advantage, Stone runs at the seated Hunter with a dropkick to the face, but Hunter falls back allowing Stone to slide over him and slide to the outside of the ring. Hunter gets up, limping slightly on his right leg, he wasn't in the hold for long, but the pressure was tremendous. Matt is climbing back to the apron as Hunter steps over. Stone with a shoulder block, Hunter avoids the move dropping an elbow on Stone instead. Matt nearly falls back to the floor but manages to grab the middle rope at the last second preventing his descent. Hunter with a knee into the side of Stone's face bringing a gasp from the Grizzly Beer champion, a second and a as he goes for a third, Stone moves away from the blow. Hunter uses his momentum to raise the leg and bring it down across Stone's neck slamming his throat into the rope; he falls onto the apron.

Jester Jay: Vicious knees from Hunter in that exchange.

Tear Gutter: Hunter proving himself here.

Hunter climbs through the ropes as Dwayne Cross starts the count. Sullivan drops down to the floor, grabbing the right wrist of Stone, he jumps into the air, coming down in a seated position as the shoulder socket bulges causing Stone to scream out in pain. Hunter stands back up from the floor to repeat this process a second time. As he releases the wrist, Matt Stone rolls into the ring, holding at his right shoulder and staring daggers at Hunter Sullivan, who smirks back nonchalantly. Hunter stalks his prey, circling for the kill, he dives. Stone catches Hunter with his left arm and hand, sending Hunter up and over with a modified suplex into a bridging pin.

One...

Hunter is stunned here.

Two...

Hunter kicks out and immediately up to his feet. He charges at Stone again, Matt with a low leg kick following it up with a thigh kick that spins Hunter around. Matt hits the ropes, springboard karate kick to the back of Hunter's skull sends him face first into the top turnbuckle padding. Hunter spins around dazed as he comes out of the corner, Matt with a jumping front kick sends Hunter back into the corner, this time back first. Matt with a running start slams a knee into Hunter's midsection. Doubled over, Hunter gasps for air, trying to gain his wits about him to try and get back on top.

Tear Gutter: Matt Stone now dominating here in this match.

Jester Jay: Two top quality athletes battling for respect and honor.

A hip toss sends Hunter over onto his back, Stone wastes no time in locking in a figure four leglock on the Global Champion, he leans forward falling back as he cradles his arm a bit to relieve the pain. Hunter shakes his head from side to side as he tries to roll the submission hold over. Hunter is starting to pick up momentum as he quickly rolls to the right, reversing the hold. Stone grunts from the effort trying to release the hold. But Matt is unable to break the submission, Hunter somehow has locked in the hold himself preventing the break. Stone reaches out for the ropes, he is a foot away. Stone grabs his hair pulling at the strands as he uses his elbows to inch his way to the ropes. Matt Stone's eyes are focused on that bottom rope, he grits his teeth digging closer. Hunter allows his opponent to expend the energy to crawl to the ropes, Matt reaches out a hand... he grabs the bottom rope as his head drops. Hunter doesn't immediately release the hold, instead he forces Dwayne Cross to administer a four count before releasing. Stone falls forward, his chin on the mat. Hunter is up, dropping a knee across his skul, driving the chin further into the canvas.

Tear Gutter: Hunter is vicious in this match.

Jester Jay: Imagine a match this good on Rampage.

Tear Gutter: Not going to happen.

Hunter pulls the weakened Stone up to his feet, open handed slap to his chest as he pushes him into the corner. Elbow to the side of his face as he pulls him out of the corner, swinging neckbreaker takes Stone down to the canvas, but Hunter is not finished by far. Looking at the newly designed Bad Blood banner, Hunter scoop slams Stone in front of the corner. Hunter proceeds to climb up while signaling for The Ashes.

Jester Jay: Hunter going for his rival's finisher.

Tear Gutter: This won't make the Phoenix happy.

Hunter dives with his elbow extended, he slams into canvas as Matt Stone was able to roll out of the way just in time. Hunter grabs at his elbow as he rolls around in pain.

Jester Jay: Hunter missed? That can't be.

Tear Gutter: But that will make The Phoenix happy.

Stone grabs the writhing Sullivan with his injured left elbow, stomping away trying to make his elbow bend the wrong way. Stone pulls him up, twisting it with a wristlock, he kicks once again at the elbow, turning it now into a hammerlock. Stone pulls up on the wrist causing as much pain as possible to Hunter's elbow and now to his shoulder. Hunter runs forward, holding onto the top rope with his right arm. Stone falls back, rolling up to his feet and as Hunter turns around, an arm drag takes him down to the canvas where Stone locks on a crippler crossface submission hold. Hunter is no where the ropes, the closest ones being a foot behind him. Hunter stares at the ropes that are second nearest to him and gets the determination in his eyes. Dwayne Cross is there, he struggles for the right position to not impede Hunter's arguous journey, but to be in the right position should Hunter decide to submit. He asks Hunter who simply shakes his head as much as he can, his teeth gritted, he digs for another inch.

Jester Jay: Stone is going to break the Champ.

Tear Gutter: I do believe that is what he is trying for.

Stone rears back, as Hunter reaches out, he is a foot away from the ropes now. He manages to somehow get a foot under him and he shoves forward, he is three inches away from the ropes, he lowers his head. Hunter lays in the submission for a moment, but as Dwayne Cross goes to check on him, his head pops up a new look in h is eyes. Hunter dives once again, he is in the ropes! Dwayne Cross counts, but as predicted, it takes a count of four before the hold is broken. Matt Stone gets up to his feet, pulling Hunter along with him. Matt whips Hunter into the ropes, reversal and Matt is sent into the ropes. Hunter bounces as well, running Viper Snap! Matt Stone is nearly decapitated as Hunter falls on his opponent, Dwayne Cross is there.

One...

Two...

Three.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: Ladies and Gentlemen, winner of the match, "The Viper" Hunter Sullivan!

Tear Gutter: Hunter wins by nearly decapitating Matt Stone.

Jester Jay: The Phoenix had better watch out.

Hunter stands middle ring as "Judith" begins to play over the speakers in the PWA Dome once more. Hunter is breathing hard and he seems to be waiting on The Phoenix, he stares at the "Bad Blood" banner.

(C) PWA 2009

Buckle up, Robby!


The show is over. Rob Robinson, The Phoenix, is walking back to his car at the end of the night... Rob gets to his car and we see that Riona Langly is sitting on top of it, idly tapping her railroad spike against the roof of the car. She looks at Rob and smiles... It's not a good smile. We see that in the shadows, Lacey, Maverick, and Stone are standing alert.

Riona: Rob... We need to talk. Get him out of here or I will.

Sudden Blackout.