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


10-07-2009


Welcome to Chaos!


We can clearly see former Chaos GM Jack Wheeler looking quite upset as he's being stopped by security at the arena from entering.

Jack Wheeler: Listen... Do you know who I am!?

Security Guard: Yes, in fact that's why you're not being allowed to step one foot in here tonight.

Mr. Wheeler looks quite upset standing outside the front entrance as several black Cadillac Escalade SUV's pull up, sirens blaring on the dashboards behind their windshields. Wheeler turns around, shocked as he looks around perplexed. Suddenly, Simon Kalis and Masakazu jump out of the first Escalade with their PWA Tag Team titles over their waist. Kalis draws his Desert Eagle 50 calibre hand gun and points it directly at Jack Wheeler as Masakazu pulls out a Smith & Wesson 9mm hand gun and does the same.

Simon Kalis: Put your hands in the air mother*expletive*!!

Masakazu: No sudden movements or we're taking you down!

Jack Wheeler: What... The.... *EXPLETIVE*!?!?!

Wheeler raises his arms up, his eyes widened as Kalis and Masakazu smirk. Suddenly several more agents rush out of the vehicles and surround Jack Wheeler. Agent Olen, the man seen in Kalis' promotional videos shows up, patting Kalis on the back and turning to him.

Agent Olen: Phase 4 is complete. The drug baron is defeated, gentlemen.

Jack Wheeler: Drug baron!? WHAT THE-

The other agents tackle Wheeler to the ground and begin to cuff him. Kalis begins laughing hysterically now, while everyone is in complete and utter shock as the arena inside watching errupts into boos and chants of "ASSHOLE!". Wheeler spits on Kalis' face. Kalis wipes it off and shakes his head, wiping his hand on Wheeler's suit.

Jack Wheeler: WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE KALIS!? I'M HEREBY FIRING YOU FROM CHAOS! YOU ARE FIRED FROM THE PWA!!!

Kalis laughs now, looking at Masakazu in disbelief.

Simon Kalis: Can you believe this guy?

Kalis turns back to Wheeler, flashing his brand new badge with the Central Intelligence Agency causing Wheeler to gag on his own vomit as he looks around disoriented now.

Simon Kalis: There's a reason I chose Strader over you, Jack. I was investigating you on behalf of the Agency. You still don't remember me, do you?

Kalis leans in, whispering something into Wheeler's ear causing him to attempt to lunge at Kalis only to be dragged away.

Simon Kalis: What? YOU FORGOT!?

Kalis laughs as he and Masakazu start to head into the arena, Kalis high fives his son Masakazu as the two enter the arena for PWA's Wednesday Night Chaos! Jack Wheeler, now inside one of the Escalades lowers his head in shame as he's taken away...

Tear Gutter: ...wow.

Jester Jay: So I guess uhm... This is why Wheeler isn't our Co-GM anymore?

Tear Gutter: Being a secret drug dealer will do that I'd think?

As we see Kalis and Masakazu go off screen into the arena, Olen smirks.

Jester Jay: Hah, guess not. I never liked that guy anyways.

Tear Gutter: WELCOME TO CHAOS!

Xavier vs Joshua Danielson vs Raw Mike


The bell sounds as all three men have been introduced and made it to the ring. Danielson and Mike look at each other with despair and go right after each other, leaving Xavier to think for a moment. Danielson dodges a big right hand from Mike and hits Mike with a kick to the side. Danielson tries to stay inside and cut Raw Mike down, but Raw Mike isn't having it as he grabs Danielson by the neck and throws him into the turnbuckles with ease. Raw Mike charges in and crushes Danielson in the corner! Danielson falls to the mat, and Xavier finally gets his hands dirty as he grabs Raw Mike from behind and hits him with a reverse DDT. Xavier goes for a cover, but Danielson breaks it up immediately. Danielson pulls Xavier up to his feet and hits him with a chop, and then a right hand, and finally finishes it off with a dropkick! Xavier hangs in the ropes and Danielson turns around to see a big boot from Mike, but Danielson dodges it! Raw Mike instead hits Xavier and Xavier goes over the top rope and to the outside. Raw Mike turns around and Danielson places a spinning heel kick right across Mike's jaw. Mike falls back into the ropes and Danielson springboards off the top turnbuckle and hits Mike with a missile dropkick, sending him to the outside!

Tear Gutter: And Josh Danielson is clearing house here!

Jester Jay: Xavier is up to his feet on the outside and grabs Raw Mike by the head... he slams him face-first into the barricade!

Tear Gutter: That's gotta hurt, and ref Joe Irving isn't having any of it as he begins to count them out.

Joe Irving: 1!

Xavier rolls Raw Mike into the ring. Xavier hops onto the apron and Danielson is there, but Xavier dodges a punch from Danielson and drives his shoulder into Danielson's stomach. Xavier flips over the top rope and hooks Danielson up with a sunset flip! Irving counts to two, but Danielson kicks out. Raw Mike gets back to his feet and charges over to Xavier. He clotheslines Xavier to the mat, and turns his attention toward Danielson. He grabs Danielson by the hair and gets him to his feet. Raw Mike takes Danielson down with a pumphandle slam! Mike covers, but Xavier breaks up the count with a stomp to the back of Mike's head!

Tear Gutter: And Xavier saves it there.

Jester Jay: Seems like Mike had Danielson beat with that big-time slam there.

Xavier gets Raw Mike to his feet and nails a right hook. Xavier whips Mike toward the ropes, but Mike reverses and sends Xavier to the ropes. Xavier comes back and gets lifted high into the air and lands back-first on the mat! Raw Mike goes into the ropes and comes down with a huge legdrop! Raw Mike covers Xavier, but Danielson breaks it up barely before the three! Danielson starts kicking Mike in the ribs, and then springboards off the middle rope with a moonsault, but Mike rolls out of the way. Xavier gets to his feet the same time Mike does, and Danielson is down after missing that moonsault. Xavier connects with a right hand, but Mike comes back with a right hand of his own! Xavier staggers back, but lunges forward and tries for another right hand. Mike dodges it and catches Xavier, hitting him with the Make'Em Say Uhh! Mike covers Xavier and Danielson tries to stop it, but he's too late!

Winner: Raw Mike in 9:42

Brothers Engel


We cut backstage to find Matthew Engel walking the halls of Chaos. The crowd gives Engel a mixed reaction, and somebody is shouting at him from down the hall.

Man: MATT!

Engel turns around, and so does the camera. It's Chaos GM Joe BoXeR, Engel's brother.

Joe BoXeR: What are you doing here tonight, Matt?

Matthew Engel: I was just out for a stroll, Joe.

Joe BoXeR: Well.. you know Rampage members aren't allowed on Chaos.

Matthew Engel: Can't make an exception for your own brother?

Joe BoXeR: Step into my office.

Joe opens the door for Matt, who walks in and takes a seat in front of BoXeR's manager desk. BoXeR sits down at his desk.

Joe BoXeR: What can I do for you, Matt?

Matthew Engel: I came here to give you a brotherly warning. When I heard about you taking the Chaos GM position, I was kind of concerned, especially knowing what Hunter's intentions are to do to Chaos.

Joe BoXeR: And they are?

Matthew Engel: Well, he wants to dominate Chaos, and you would no doubt stand in his way.

Joe BoXeR: What are you suggesting? That I just move out of the way and let him and the Pantheon do whatever they want?

Matthew Engel: I'm not saying that, I'm just saying try to be as impartial as you can. You don't want the Pantheon thinking you're a target and a threat.

Joe BoXeR: It's sad that you would say that to your own brother.

Matthew Engel: If I didn't care, Joe, I wouldn't be here.

Joe BoXeR: That's funny, did you tell Riona the same thing?

Engel looks up at BoXeR, with a furious look on his face.

Matthew Engel: Fine, *beep* it. You wanna bury yourself with her? Be my *beep*ing guest!

Engel gets up from his seat and is about to exit the office.

Joe BoXeR: We're always gonna be brothers, Matt, but I can't side with you when you're aligned with the Pantheon.

Engel looks over to BoXeR one more time, and then leaves the office. Cut back to the ring.

Tear Gutter: Some family issues going on there. Engel wants BoXeR to stay out of Pantheon business, but BoXeR refuses to be on the sidelines while the Pantheon dominates Chaos.

Jester Jay: BoXeR is making a dangerous play here, Gutter.

Matt Stone vs The Phoenix


Tamara Christopher-Onassi: Our next match is a non-title bout, scheduled for one pin fall or submission and has a thirty minute time limit.

Jester Jay: The current Grizzly Beer Champ against the one, the only, the greatest Global Champion in history.. The Phoenix.

Tear Gutter: That's easy to say considering only him and Hunter have held the belt, and Hunter's reign only begun a few weeks ago at Manitoba Mayhem.

Jester Jay: He's still the greatest, Gutter.

The Final Countdown by Europe begins to play just as the arena lights go out and the ADC tron lights up with a picture of a flaming bird. The bird explodes in a ball of fire and white and red pyros flare from the ring posts. The Phoenix the comes down from the rafters on a harness and enters the ring.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: Introducing first, hailing from Orlando, Florida by way of St. Louis, Missouri..

The Phoenix begins to stretch and get ready in the ring.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: He weighs in tonight at 230 pounds and stands six feet even.. he is a former GWA Global Champion... THE PHOENIX!

Jester Jay: Joe BoXeR is really wasting Rob's time by pitting him against the GB champ, Gutter.

Tear Gutter: I disagree. They've never faced each other, and Matt Stone and The Phoenix both have had long championship reigns. This should be a good match.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: Introducing his opponent, from Ontario, Canada...

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 has 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.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: He stands five feet nine inches and weighs 190 pounds.. the longest reigning Grizzly Beer Champion in PWA history... MATT STONE!

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.

DING DING!

Phoenix and Stone go after each other immediately. Stone with a right, Phoenix with a left. The GB champ gets the upperhand and gives Phoenix a chop across the chest. Stone whips Phoenix into the ropes, but Phoenix comes back with a clothesline nearly taking the head off Stone. Stone gets back up and Phoenix clotheslines him to the ground again. Stone bounces back up and Phoenix nails him with a right punch and then takes him to the mat with a northern lights suplex. Phoenix bridges it for the pin.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Phoenix gets Matt to his feet and takes a swing. He barely misses as Matt extends his leg and catches Phoenix in the stomach. Phoenix doubles over and Matt takes him down with a snap DDT. Matt goes into the ropes and springboards off for a moonsault, but Phoenix rolls out of the way. Matt is too his feet, but Phoenix is quick to catch him with a dropkick. Phoenix gets Matt up to his feet and sends him into the corner. He tries for a corner splash, but Matt dodges at the last second. Matt hits Phoenix with a knife-edge chop.

Fans: WOOO!!!

Jester Jay: Stone is trying to get the crowd riled up in his favor.

Tear Gutter: And Matt hits Phoenix with another chop. He hoists Phoenix up onto the top turnbuckle and climbs to the middle turnbuckle himself.

Jester Jay: Matt's looking for the big move here in the early going, maybe trying to put away the former Global Champion early!

Matt wraps Phoenix up in a front facelock, and then launches him off the top turnbuckle and comes down with a huge superplex. The ring shakes violent as the crowd goes wild. Matt covers.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Tear Gutter: Phoenix isn't giving in that easy as he kicks out right after the two count.

Jester Jay: Matt gets Phoenix up to his feet and unchambers lefts and rights. He staggers Phoenix back, and tries to finish him off with a clothesline.

Tear Gutter: Not this time! Phoenix ducks underneath and lifts Matt up and slams him to the mat with a huge back body drop!

Matt grabs his back for a moment, and then Phoenix lays down some boots to Matt's chest and head. Phoenix goes into the ropes, but Matt turns onto his stomach as Phoenix flies overhead. Phoenix goes into the other side, and Matt gets to his feet. Matt tries for a dropkick, but Phoenix sidesteps as Matt hits the ground. Phoenix comes down with a huge elbow drop. He does it again, and then finishes it off with a knee drop.

Jester Jay: Phoenix is just not giving Matt any breathing room here.

Tear Gutter: And why should he? He talked all week about not even caring, but if he wants to win this match, he has to be on the offensive the whole time. He can't let Matt get any momentum.

Jester Jay: Phoenix hits a huge brainbuster on Matt!

Phoenix covers.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Matt gets picked up to his feet and sent into the ropes. He comes back and tries for a cross body press, but Phoenix catches him. He smiles at the crowd, and leans back while throwing Matt over his head for a huge release fallaway slam. Matt hits the ground hard and rolls up into the ropes. Phoenix grabs him by his feet and drags him into the middle of the ring. The Phoenix goes into the ropes and comes down with a huge elbow drop. He tries for a second one, but Matt moves out of the way just in time. He goes to his feet and connects with a roundhouse kick!

Tear Gutter: Quite a wake-up call for Phoenix there!

Jester Jay: That only pissed him off!

Tear Gutter: Phoenix runs at Matt, but Matt counters by rolling Phoenix up in a small package!

Matt holds Phoenix together and the ref hits the mat.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Tear Gutter: Phoenix barely escaped that roll-up, but he's back on his feet.

Jester Jay: He takes a swing at Matt, but he ducks. He nails a dropkick to his back!

Tear Gutter: Phoenix goes over the top rope and lands on the outside!

Matt slides out of the ring and grabs Phoenix by his mask. He slams his face into the barricade. The referee starts to count.

Fans: 1!

Matt slams Phoenix's face into the barricade once more, and then unchambers lefts and rights into his side.

Fans: 2!

Matt gets Phoenix upright and tries to throw him into the ringpost, but Phoenix denies him and pulls Matt back at him. He lifts up his right arm, horizontally, and catches Matt hard with a vicious clothesline.

Fans: 3!

Matt gets up to his feet, but Phoenix is on the attack and clubs him in the back with a huge forearm smash. He does it again, and again. He picks him up and drops him throat first on the barricade.

Fans: 4!

Matt grabs his throat in pain.

Fans: 5!

Phoenix picks Matt up and rolls him into the ring. He manages to get to a knee.

Fans: 6!

Phoenix follows suit, and grabs Matt by the hair. He slams Matt's face into the turnbuckle. Again, and again. He turns Matt towards him, and picks him up in scoop slam fashion, and turns toward the middle of the ring. Phoenix takes off running and leaps forward, twisting his body along with Matt's downward toward the ground, and slams him.

Jester Jay: And a HUGE running powerslam from the PWA legend!

Tear Gutter: Matt might have bargained for more than he wanted! The Phoenix is showing up here tonight!

Jester Jay: About time...

The Phoenix gets up on his feet to celebrate, but it's cut short as Stone gets up to his feet, even after that hard powerslam. Phoenix turns around and tries for a haymaker, but Stone blocks and hits Phoenix with one of his own! Stone tries for another, but Phoenix ducks and hits Stone with a back body drop.

Jester Jay: And the Phoenix is climbing the top rope...

Tear Gutter: The Ashes!

Phoenix connects, and covers.

1...

2...

KICK OUT!

Tear Gutter: WOW! The Grizzly Beer Champ just kicked out of the Ashes! Amazing!

Jester Jay: Come on, Rob! Feed'em his Chex Mix and put him to bed!

Tear Gutter: ... what?

Phoenix slams the mat in frustration. He gets up in Joe Irving's face, who immediately backs down. Phoenix wants the three count, but Joe says it was two.

Jester Jay: You tell'em Rob!

But, before Phoenix can get physical, Stone rolls Phoenix up from behind with a pin!

1...

2..

3!!!

DING DING DING!

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: And the winner of this match... MATT STONE!!!!

Tear Gutter: Stone defeats The Phoenix!

Jester Jay: Defeat? You call THAT defeat? It was a fluke!

Tear Gutter: Fluke or not, Stone's got a win over the former Global Champion.

Jester Jay: Let's go to a commercial break.

The Order of Chaos vs RJ Banks & Ryan Ross


Tear Gutter: And we're back on Chaos. Next match is a highly anticipated tag match featuring the PWA's tag team champions.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: The following is a Non-Title tag team match! Introducing first!

"Available" from Flo-Rida and Akon starts playing as we see RJ coming out of the curtain, wearing his signature black sweater with the letters "RJ" embroidered in the back with a shiny fabric, the same color as his pants, and his sunglasses. He turns back, pointing at the shiny letters on his back with his thumbs before turning back by the crowd and get to one knee. He extends his arms from each sides, confident smile on his face as the crowd was sending him a negative reaction, but he didn't seem to bother about that.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: Making his way to the ring, from Beverly Hills, California, weighting in at 205 pounds: R... J... BANKS!

RJ makes his way to the ring, not even looking at the crowd. He climbs on the apron and gets to the middle of it. He takes off his sweater and fakes to throw it to the crowd. Instead, he just drops it to his feet for someone to grab it. He gets inside the ring, where he climbs on the first and second rope, bouncing while he raises his fist in the air. He gets off the ropes and goes in his corner.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: And his tag team partner, hailing from Seattle, Washington... He is, "Wrestling Royalty"... RYAN ROSS!!!

Freedom Fighter Hits the PA system and plays it's rock and roll intro, and as soon as the lyrics hit the sound Ryan Ross steps out from behind the curtain.

The fans give him a mixed reaction the Smarks cheer and the Marks boo. Ryan doesn't Care for any of it and just relishes in his own glorious wonder, as he steps down to the ramp and slowly walks down to the ring side area. At this point he walks over to the stairs and point to the crowd giving them the thumbs don in disapproval. Ryan then goes to the closest turnbuckle and mounted it throwing his arms out to his side as his music slowly fades out.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: Introducing next... They weigh in at a total of 370 pounds!

...Presenting...

"Iron Man" by Black Sabbath blares over the sound systems...

...All Hail The Pantheon...

The boos grow louder as the skull and bones insignia of The Order of Chaos appears faintly over the CHAOSTron.

...Masakazu...

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: They are the Pioneer Wrestling Association Tag Team Champions!!!

The fans boo loudly for his name as the skull and bones over the tron becomes clearer and clearer.

...Simon Kalis...

The fans erupt into an even louder chorus of boos and sneers as the Order's logo finally appears clearly and fireworks are set off in the center of the stage as both Simon Kalis and his son Masakazu now appear from behind the curtains. Both men stand raising the PWA Tag Team titles high up in the air with their heads lowered.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: They hail from Los Angeles, California... They are Simon Kalis and Masakazu... THE ORDER OF CHAOS!

Both men sling their titles over their shoulders as they make their way to ringside. They both climb up using the steel steps and get into the ring, taunting the crowd and even waving the tag titles in their opponents faces, rubbing and kissing the titles as they hand them to the referee who places them at ringside.

Jester Jay: Oh boy, this should be interesting.

Tear Gutter: Are you being sarcastic again?

Jester Jay: Not even!

DING DING DING

Kalis and Ross head to their corners as Masakazu and Banks are set to start off the match. Banks rushes forward and both he and Masakazu begin kickboxing each other in the center of the ring to the amazement of the fans. Masakazu thrusts his leg forward to counter attack Banks' right, and at the same moment both men headbutt each other sending each of them staggering back. Yet they now lock horns and grapple and start raising their knees into each others sides before Banks gets the advantadge and snap suplexes Masakazu to the mat. Yet both men are back up quickly and Masakazu grabs Banks' by the arm as Banks attempts a european uppercut. Masakazu pulls Banks forward and flattens him with a heavy clothesline. Masakazu starts laying in a series of kicks to the ribs of Banks as he covers himself on the mat. Banks retaliates, spinning himself and tripping Masakazu down. As Masakazu falls and hits the mat, Banks brings his left knee up and then down hard into his face causing Masakazu's nose to bleed.

Tear Gutter: Whoa! We've already got blood! This is getting intense!

Jester Jay: Yeah!!! Everyone bleed! Blood is ratings baby!

Banks gets to the turnbuckle and climbs up to the top rope, waiting for Masakazu to stand up. But Kalis interferes from the apron, pushing Banks off his barings and as Masakazu is up and turns to see Banks, he catches him with a jumping DDT and both men come crashing down to the mat. Masakazu picks Banks up and whips him into the ropes but gets caught off guard as Banks nails a devastating drop kick. Banks crawls over to Ross and tags him in. Ross jumps over the top rope and lunges towards Masakazu, spearing him into the corner. However it's at this point Kalis tags himself in and superkicks Ross in the side of his head from the outside. Kalis jumps up onto the top rope and flies off, catching Ross with a flying thrust kick to the throat. Kalis starts cussing and taunting Ross while Ross holds his throat, before he turns to Banks and flips the bird. As Kalis turns around however, Ross grabs him and lifts him up into a northern lights suplex, sending both men to the mat. Ross goes for a quick pin, hooking the leg.

1!!!

2!!!!

Kalis kicks out easily, and throws Ross off of him.

Tear Gutter: Kalis lets himself get way too emotional in these matches.

Jester Jay: Yet how do they usually end?

Kalis uses the ropes to get himself to his feet but Ryan Ross clotheslines him over the top rope and down and out on the outside as the referee begins the ten count. Masakazu rushes over to Ross and grabs the back of his neck, jumping down while holding him as his throat snaps against the top rope sending him staggering back. Ross tags in Banks as Masakazu pushes Kalis back into the ring, only to be met by a big boot to the face from Banks. Masakazu is back on the apron and begins to yell to the referee, distracting him. With the ref distracted, Kalis low blows RJ Banks causing him to crumble to the mat on his knees in pain. Kalis uses Banks' shoulders to help lift him up, and then grabs onto them as he lifts his knee into Banks' face. Kalis starts chopping Banks over the chest and then lifts him up. But Banks pushes Kalis back and throws a left. Kalis throws a right. Banks throws a left. Kalis attempts another right but Banks drops it, but Kalis hits a strong left before kicking him in the gut and locking up Banks' arms in a double underhook before dropping him down on his face. Kalis breathes deeply as he rolls Banks over, before he starts choking him on the ground. The ref is obviously back in proper position and starts counting for Kalis to break up the illegal chokehold, and Kalis does so. Ross hops up onto the turnbuckle however, and as Kalis turns around Ross flies off and lands a hurricanrana on Kalis.

Tear Gutter: Come on now! No need to interfere!

Jester Jay: All is fair in love and war, Tear!

Ross rolls Kalis over onto his back and places Banks' arm over Kalis.

1!!!

Ross runs over to Masakazu on the apron.

2!!!!

Ross attempts to spear Masakazu through the ropes but only barely catches Masakazu as Masakazu attempts to move out of the way, but both men go crashing down to the ground on ringside.

KICK OUT!

Jester Jay: The violence in this match! Whoa! I love it!

Tear Gutter: All four men are certainly putting on an incredible show here tonight!

Kalis throws Banks off of him but is still a bit out of it from Ross' hurricanrana. Banks thusly capitilizes on the situation hitting a spinning heel kick to the temple of Kalis' skull, sending spit and blood flying toward the crowd from Kalis. Banks lifts Kalis up and attempts a suplex but Kalis brings them both back down, landing a vicious faceplant on Banks, driving him hard into the mat using his full body weight. Kalis gets up now first, and attempts a forward thrust kick but Banks grabs his leg while on one knee. Banks spins Kalis around and as he gets up drops Kalis hard with a 3/4 neckbreaker. The crowd goes nuts as Banks heads to the top rope and jumps off with an incredible frog splash, landing squarely on Kalis. Instead of going for a pin however he stands up and heads over to the corner to tag in Ross makes it to the apron for the tag. Kalis leaps towards his corner as Masakazu gets back onto the apron, tagging him in as well. Ryan Ross and Masakazu now circle each other inside the ring as Kalis lights a cigarette while sitting on the apron, and Banks leans forward trying to see if he can throw in a cheap shot on Masakazu. Suddenly both Ross and Masakazu grapple each other and Masakazu gets himself behind Ross and applies a chicken wing chokehold, taking Ross to the ground and completely wrapping him into the suffocatingly painful hold.

Jester Jay: Masakazu showing us some technical wrestling ability here with that chokehold.

Tear Gutter: I'm not exactly sure who I'd like to see win this. All four of these guys give me the creeps.

Jester Jay: That means we all win, Tear. We all win!

Ross tries to use his elbow, pushing it hard into Masakazu's ribs to get him off and it works as Masakazu lets go of the hold and rolls over away from Ross. Yet Masakazu thrusts his feet forward while on his back, quickly lashing a stunning double thrust kick to the back of Ross' head before rolling him up for the pin.

1!!!!

Banks quickly jumps up onto the top rope!

2!!!!

Banks flies off and lands a leg drop on Masakazu, but his weight hitting Masakazu crushes Ross in the process!

BREAK!

Masakazu holds his neck in pain as Ross remains down and out on the mat. The fans are going nuts as Banks argues with the referee about his interference. Kalis finally turns around to see whats going on and notices Masakazu and Ross, down and out in the ring with Banks and the referee arguing. He chucks his lit cigarette at a fan, and rolls himself into the ring quietly. He doesn't even wait for Banks to notice him as he grabs Banks around, spinning him going face to face before gouging his eyes. Yet before Kalis can complete the Tears of Redemption, Banks throws himself out of the way and Kalis kicks the referee in the gut. He starts to apologize as the referee keels over and Banks pushes Kalis into him, sending both he and the referee to the outside of the ring. Ross is up now and Banks rolls out of the ring and slides in the ring bell. Masakazu is getting up but still favoring his neck, and as he turns around Ross nails in square in the face with the ring bell. Masakazu hits the mat cold, but Ross doesn't stop as he smashes the bell down into Masakazu's ribcage and face back and forth repeatedly. Banks rolls back in and takes the bell, throwing it to the outside of the ring. Kalis and the referee on the outside are getting up, with Kalis making sure he's alright. Yet as he looks inside the ring, we see a freshly bloodied Masakazu being double suplexed by Ross and Banks. Ross goes for the cover and the ref slides into the ring quickly.

1!!!!

Kalis slides into the ring behind him quickly now.

2!!!!

Banks attempts to clotheseline Kalis but Kalis ducks and throws a soccer like kick into Ross' head.

BREAK!

Tear Gutter: God damn cheats! The Royal Court are trying to royally screw The Order of Chaos!

Jester Jay: Aww, my heart flutters when I see people bleed. It's such a beautiful thing, isn't it?

Kalis is now surrounded by both Ross and Banks in the ring, with the referee trying to get Banks and Kalis back to their corners. Kalis quickly jumps over the top rope onto the apron, and reaches into the ring tagging himself in as Masakazu rolls out holding his face. Kalis hops back into the ring and right off the bat begins exchanging rights and lefts with both Ross and Banks. But he can't keep up the pace and Ross rushes in for a sudden but deadly spear into the corner. Ross starts chopping Kalis on the chest, lashing him with his backhand viciously to the shock response of the crowd. He whips Kalis towards Banks who attempts the Cash Kick! Yet Kalis ducks, gouges Banks in the eyes and hits the Tears of Redemption! The crowd goes nuts as Banks can only roll himself out of the ring in pain. Ross smirks and rushes towards Kalis and now both men begin to wage a grapple war, each trying to apply pressure to gain the momentum. Kalis headbutts Ross however and both men reel back in pain from the last ditch effort. Kalis bounces himself off the ropes and leaps up onto Ross now in position for a hurricanrana. Yet Ross holds onto Kalis and starts running before jumping up with Kalis in his clutches, hitting perfect execution with the Royal Powerbomb! Ross crawls over and hooks the leg, covering Kalis.

1!!!!

Masakazu finally gets up and his eyes widen as he sees Kalis down and out.

2!!!!

ROPES!

Tear Gutter: Oh my God! Kalis placed his leg onto the bottom rope, breaking the count! I cannot believe it!

Jester Jay: Whenever you think The Order is done, they've still got fuel in the tank!

Masakazu jumps down from the apron and heads over to Banks. Both men on the outside start exchaning lefts and rights but Masakazu quickly kicks Banks in the gut and hooks his arm, lifting him up upside down and dropping him down on the outside with the MasaDriver! The fans go nuts but Ross is up first in the ring and he runs toward Masakazu, who as he turns around catches a baseball slide to the face from Ross. Masakazu falls backwards and hits his head against the steel steps, knocking him out now. Ross stands back up in the ring and smirks, raising his hands but Kalis is up behind him. Ross turns his head to catch Kalis out of the corner of his eye and quickly turns himself around. Ross bounces off the ropes on his side as Kalis does the same on his and both men rush toward each other. They both leap forward, coming off their feet and into the air and double clothesline each other! Both Kalis and Ross are now down and out on the mat, with Masakazu and RJ Banks down and out on the outside.

Jester Jay: This has rematch written all over it, Tear!

Tear Gutter: Yeah if either team survives this encounter!

Kalis and Ross get back to their feet, both dazed. Kalis swings wild and connects, Ross staggers back a bit, but bounces back with a punch of his own! They both go at each other, but Kalis gets the advantage. Kalis whips Ross into the turnbuckle and Ross crashes hard. Kalis scoops Ross up to sit on the top turnbuckle, Ross' back to the ring. Kalis then climbs up to the middle rope, ducking his head down against Ross' lower back and reaching his arms backwards, underhooking both of Ross'. He then forces himself up straight, lifting all of Ross' weight onto his back, and quickly steps up to the top turnbuckle himself before pushing himself off towards ring, dropping to a seated position and sending Ross to the mat on the back of Ross' head, neck, and upper back.

Tear Gutter: SENTENCING OF THE DAMNED! COULD IT BE?!

Kalis makes a cover as Banks gets to his feet.

1...

2...

Banks slides in the ring, but gets dropkicked by Masakazu!

3!!!!

DING DING DING!

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: And the winner of this match... THE ORDER OF CHAOS!!!!

Cheers and boos reign down on Kalis and his son, Masa. Masa gets Kalis up to their feet as their handed the PWA Tag Titles. They raise their hands in the air.

Tear Gutter: What a match, Jay. Banks and Ross gave The Order a great run, but The Order's teamwork was a little better.

Jester Jay: No doubt there will have to be a rematch, and it begs the question if the Royal Court is truly ready to take on the tag division?

Tear Gutter: After this match, I think they are.

Shadow Starr vs Viktor Stone


"The Empire Strikes First" by Bad Religion hits the sound system as Joe BoXeR, dressed in a fine black suit, comes out from backstage. He has a microphone in hand, as the crowd gives him a big welcoming.

Joe BoXeR: Thank you, thank you. Now, I know some of you were excited to see Shadow Starr taking on Viktor Stone right here tonight, but unfortunately there has been a change of plans. And much like you, I hate it when my plans are interrupted.

The crowd doesn't sound pleased at all.

Tear Gutter: I wonder what happened?

Jester Jay: Maybe Starr.. I don't know. I tried to think of something funny, but failed.

Tear Gutter: Idiot.

Joe BoXeR: I know, I know.. it sucks, but the show must move on, right? Viktor Stone was in a car accident last night. I've spoken to him and his doctor, and he is going to be fine. Our thoughts and prayers are with him and his family. However, he will need a few months off to rest. To give Starr a match that he would appreciate, I called up Eli Storm and requested that a Rampage Pantheon member be ready to go for Chaos tonight, and Eli gave me... Orion! So tonight, you are going to see Shadow Starr take on Orion! Let's get it started!

Tear Gutter: Oh wow.. that's gotta be good for Starr, I guess.

Jester Jay: He better hope that the Pantheon doesn't have a trick up his sleeve.

Tear Gutter: But if Starr can defeat a Pantheon member, it will be good for the Resistance.

"Stargazer" by Dream Theater hits the sound system as Orion, with Matthew Engel alongside him, appears from backstage. Orion is dressed in black cargo pants, a tight black t-shirt, and a black leather jacket. His midnight blue hair falls just above his eyes, which are focused on the ring. He makes his way down to the rampway. Engel follows behind, dressed in khakis, black dress shoes, and a black Nike polo shirt which is tucked in.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: Introducing now, hailing from Denver, Colorado...

Orion makes it to the ring and slides in. The voice of Dream Theater, James LaBrie, hits the powerful notes of Rainbow's "Stargazer" perfectly. Orion removes his jacket.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: He stands five feet ten inches and weighs one hundred and eighty five pounds... he is ORION!!!

Orion sits in the corner and stretches a bit, waiting for the match to begin. Engel stays outside the ring, giving Orion some last minute encouragement.

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.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: And his opponent, hailing from Cleveland, Ohio...

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.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: He stands 6'3" and weighs 253 pounds... he is 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!

With Engel ringside during Orion's first match on Chaos, the bell sounds as Orion and Shadow lock horns. Shadow is quick with a hammerlock on Orion, but Orion reverses out of it with a flip and puts Shadow in a hammerlock of his own. Orion wraps around Shadow wrap and drops him down with a reverse DDT. Orion gets Shadow to his feet and tosses him into the turnbuckle. Orion quickly tries for a corner splash, but Shadow dodges out of the way.

Tear Gutter: And Orion crashes into the turnbuckles!

Jester Jay: Come on kid!

Orion hits the turnbuckle hard, and Shadow nails Orion with some forearm smashes. Shadow whips Orion into the ropes and tries for a dropkick, but Orion dodges it. Orion hits Shadow in the head with a knee drop. Orion mounts Shadow and unchambers lefts and rights. The ref breaks it up, and Shadow gets to his feet. Orion swings, but Shadow ducks and tries to sweep out Orion's legs, but Orion jumps up and dodges it. Orion nails Shadow with a hard roundhouse kick that sends Shadow staggering into the ropes.

Tear Gutter: Brutal kick from the rookie there.

Jester Jay: Rookie? His mentor is Matthew Engel.. he's anything but a rookie.

Tear Gutter: And I'm sure Engel has invested a lot more than just his mentor-ship into this match because he's facing Starr for a third time at Rampage.

Orion tries for a suplex, but Starr blocks it and lifts Orion up vertically and drops him down for a brainbuster! Shadow covers.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Tear Gutter: Orion barely kicked out before the 3, Jay. That was a hell of a brainbuster.

Jester Jay: Engel's trying to give Orion a few words of encouragement, and Shadow flips him off!

Tear Gutter: There you go Starr!

Shadow gets Orion up to his feet and nails him with a right punch. Shadow whips him into the ropes, but Orion reverses. Shadow bounces off the ropes and takes Orion down with a shoulder tackle. Shadow goes back into the ropes and Orion lays flat as Shadow leaps over him. Shadow bounces off the opposite set of ropes as Orion hops to his feet. Orion tries for a spinning heel kick, but Shadow catches him in mid-air and drops Orion down hard across his right knee!

Tear Gutter: What a back-breaker!

Jester Jay: I'll give him that... good move.

Shadow gets Orion back up to his feet, but Orion counters with an eye rake. Shadow is blind for a moment and Orion springboards off the middle rope and nails Shadow with a kick to the head! Shadow falls to the mat and Orion climbs to the top rope. Orion tries a 450 cannonball splash, but Shadow moves out of the way!

Tear Gutter: Good awareness by Shadow, because if Orion hit that it would have probably ended the match.

Jester Jay: Damn right it would have!

Shadow gets to his feet and Shadow doubles Orion over, placing Orion's head between his thighs, and then hooks his arms around Orion's to lock them in a standing butterfly hold. He then lifts Orion up vertically, pausing momentarily, before shoving Orion forward as he drops to a seated position, sending Orion face-first into the canvas.

Tear Gutter: END GAME! Shadow goes for the cover!

Jester Jay: Get in there Engel!

Engel remains on the outside with a smirk. Starr covers Orion.

1...

2...

3!!!

DING DING DING!

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: And the winner of this match... SHADOW... STARR!!!!

Tear Gutter: Starr pulls out a clutch victory here and marks a win for the good guys.

Jester Jay: "the good guys".. how cliche. This isn't good or evil. It's about competition Gutter.

Tear Gutter: Oh like you know.

Referee Joe Irving raises Starr's right arm in the air as the remixed "Second to None" hits the sound system. Orion rolls out of the ring and Engel helps him to shake out the cob-webs from that move. Engel and Starr lock eyes for a moment and Engel mouths to Starr "See you Saturday, punk".

Tear Gutter: Engel just called Starr a punk!

Jester Jay: Duh.. cause he is one.

Tear Gutter: Whatever... let's go right into our next match.

Who's Ya Daddy?


We're backstage now, and we see Simon Kalis sauntering down the hallways. His pistol is quite visible as it's neatly tucked into his belt above his genitalia, and he makes a sudden but quick turn and kicks down a locker room door at the end of the hall.

Xavier: What the hell?

Kalis walks in and grabs his pistol, pointing it directly at Xavier.

Xavier: Oh... it's you. I was wondering when you'd come for me.

Simon Kalis: So it was you. The white man who killed my father in front of me. I always wondered where you were..

Kalis cocks the firing pin.

Simon Kalis: Honestly, I believed you were dead at this point.

Xavier: What can I say? It was nothing more than another job for me. You know how it is, don't you Simon?

Xavier approaches Kalis carefully, but Kalis fires a shot directly over Xavier's shoulder causing him to duck. Kalis smirks as the bullet lodges into the cement wall behind them.

Simon Kalis: Sure, I know how it is. But the thing you didn't realize, Mr. Gold, is that you *censored* with someone who understands business all well. But for me? This is personal.

Kalis pistol whips Xavier to the ground and starts laying in deep kicks into his ribs. Kalis drops the pistol next to Xavier and walks out of the room.

Xavier: Mr. Gold...?

Ronald Gay vs Bubba J


Tamara Christopher-Onassi: The following match is set for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit...

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 J!"

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.



"Onward, Christian Soldiers" plays as Gay walks down the ramp handing out pamphlets to fans in the front rows. He enters the ring
and kneels down to pray.

Ding Ding

Bubba J rushes over to Ronald's corner, stomping away at the rising individual. He throws an elbow into Ronald's mouth before punching him in the face with a hard right hand. The referee is there to warn Bubba J about the closed fist, but Bubba J pays him no attention as he begins to now choke Ronald in the corner. The referee is forced to begin a five count and on four, Bubba J releases the choke, Ronald falls forward. Bubba J with a knee lift into his face sending him back into the corner. The referee is right there and Bubba J is in his face telling him to get out of the way or he will get it. Bubba turns around, right hand from Gay stumbles him back, a second sends him to the canvas where Gay begins to stomp away at the Ragin' Redneck.

Tear Gutter: I don't think there has been a wrestling move yet.

Jester Jay: Knee lift from Bubba J.

Tear Gutter: Yeah, forgot that one.

Ronald with humbleness pulls Bubba J up for a fighting chance, Bubba J throws a right hand, Ronald with a boot to the midsection and a double arm DDT sends him back down to the canvas, he hooks the leg as he lowers his head.

One...

Two...

Bubba J kicks out violently as Ronald gets back up to his feet. Bubba J rolls up to his feet, Ronald with a hip toss sends the Ragin' Redneck out of the ring and down to the floor. Bubba J rolls around getting up to his feet as he stares at Ronald inside the ring, anger boiling off of him in waves. Ronald is calm, cool, and collected inside the ring. Bubba J grabs a steel chair and climbs onto the ring apron, the referee tells Bubba J that he cannot bring the chair into the match or he will be disqualified. Ronald with a running forearm sends Bubba J back down to the floor where he follows him out. Ronald rolls Bubba J back into the ring, under the bottom rope where he begins to stomp away on the thick skull of his opponent. Bubba J rolls into the ropes to break the stomping, but instead he begins to pull himself up on the ropes as Ronald turns from stomping to kicking then punching away at Bubba's abnormally thick skull. Ronald with a kick to Bubba's midsection.

Jester Jay: Kicking the liver of a drinker of Bubba J's talent isn't a wise move.

Tear Gutter: Yeah, it is probably so tough it is like Fort Knox.

Bubba shoves Ronald back, but the determined preacherman comes back with a side headlock. Bubba J lifts him up for an atomic drop, but instead shoves him forward. Ronald hits the canvas, the ropes and comes back with a clothesline that flips the redneck over the top rope again. Bubba J lands on his feet, pulling Ronald out into his domain. Bubba J with a right hand, a second, and a third rocking Ronald's head back with each blow. Bubba J reaches in...

Jester Jay: Nut Sack Whack! Bet that drives you crazy doesn't it.

Tear Gutter: No comment.

Ronald is scratching at his nose and face trying to remove the stink that comes from that sickening move when Bubba J kicks him in the midsection following it up with a DDT to the floor. Bubba J rolls Ronald into the ring and follows in quickly. Bubba pulls him up, whip into the ropes. Spinebuster sends him down to the canvas where Bubba J mounts him with rights and lefts with no thought of the rules. The referee is right in there pulling Bubba J off of Ronald to prevent him from hurting him. Ronald lays there as Bubba J is being admonished by the referee for his tactics, he doesn't seem to care as he shoves the referee to the side to charge back in at Ronald Gay. Knee lift into Bubba's stomach followed by a cradle neckbreaker gets him the advantage he needs to take a break. Ronald pulls Bubba J back up applying a three quarter nelson, but Bubba begins to try and struggle out of the hold. Ronald turns it into a three quarter nelson slam onto the canvas sending Bubba J into Painville. Ronald rolls Bubba J over and hooks the leg.

One...

Two...

Tear Gutter: Bubba J kicks out.

Jester Jay: Bet that makes you extremely happy doesn't it?

Ronald keeps on the attack as he pulls Bubba J up with a right hand to his temple, Ronald spits in his hand then slaps the taste right out of Bubba's mouth sending him backwards into the corner. Bubba J rushes at Ronald with his fists flying, Ronald side steps the attack sending Bubba J down to the mat with a basic trip. Ronald quickly pulls Bubba J back up, he hooks him in a belly to back suplex position, Ronald turns it into a belly to back cradle suplex taking Bubba J out hard. Ronald rolls him over, but doesn't go for a pin.

Tear Gutter: This isn't smart, cover while you can.

Jester Jay: Ronald looking to cause more damage and send a messege to Bubba J.

Ronald jumps into the air coming down with a knee drop across Bubba J's forehead before he pulls him up. Ronald places Bubba J on the top turnbuckle.

Tear Gutter: The Final Judgement!

Jester Jay: Will Bubba J be able to kick out of this pin?

One...

Two...

Three.

Tear Gutter: Obviously not.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: Winner of the match Ronald Gay!

Bubba J raises up from the mat, when a guy jumps from the crowd with a baseball bat in his hand. The masked man nails Bubba J in the back of his skull causing blood to fly from the wound and Bubba J to hit the canvas hard. The masked man rushes into the ring where he pulls Bubba J up to a vertical base nailing hhim with repeated rights and lefts.

Tear Gutter: Who is this guy?

Jester Jay: I bet it is Ryan Ross.

Bubba J is helpless as he is driven to his knees from the rapid fire punches and kicks, Bubba J with a low blow catches him a break. Bubba J with a meaty right hand slams it into the crotch of the masked attacker sending him to curl in the fetal position. Bubba J steps up and picks up the baseball bat, he hefts it in his hands checking the weight of the weapon. He swings with a golf drive right into the lower extremeties of the man., but he moves out of the way just in time. He somehow manages to sweep Bubba's legs out from under him causing the bat to fly out of his hands. The masked man jumps on Bubba J again with rights and lefts, but this time Bubba J is fighting back with punches of his own. Blood is slowly covering the Chaos ring from the back of Bubba J's head where the masked man nailed him with the baseball bat.

Tear Gutter: We need security to come down... it is Ryan Ross.

Bubba J holds the mask up and the form of Ryan Ross is now standing outside of the ring looking up at Bubba J with a crazed look on his face.

Jester Jay: Told you so.

Bubba J demands a microphone as Ryan walks backwards up the stage, pointing at the blood that is covering Bubba J. Breathing hard, Bubba J talks in his gruff voice into the microphone.

Bubba J: "Sanctioned or not. Hardcore or not.

He breathes into the mic heavily.

Bubba J: Whether Joe BoXer will allow it or not...

Breathing heavily into the microphone still.

Bubba J: There is Bad Blood between us now Ross.

The crowd roars their approval, they don't like Ryan Ross.

Bubba J: So, come Bad Blood... I'll be there.

Crowd roars again.

Bubba J: Whether we get a match signed or not, your ass better be there too.

Ryan laughs mockingly at Bubba J, acting as if he is afraid.

Bubba J: Cause one way.... or another... I'm getting my hands on you in another match...

Ryan laughs loudly.

Bubba J: Just like last time... I'll kick your ass again...

Ryan nods before shooting a bird like Bubba J would do.

Bubba J: Funny... funny... but this time Ryan... you bleed... the mat will be covered with your blood. I will be covered in your blood... but most importantly... you'll be covered in your own blood.

Bubba J points to the Bad Blood banner as we cut to commercial.

A Challenge: Accepted


Ryan walks backstage with a large smile on his face. Phantastic Brian waltz’s up to him, mic in hand, a large toothy grin on his face.

Phantastic Brian: “HERRO me-sta Loss, What can you tell me about, what just happened out there?”

Ryan spoke with a perplexed look on his face

Ryan Ross: “Isn’t it obvious Brian, it was once said that to be the man you have to beat the man, and Bubba J you’ve beaten quite a few of the top stars in the PWA including it’s former champion. So to cement myself as the top contender for the Global Title I thought wouldn’t it be wise to take out one of the men in possible contention? The answer was simple to me, take what you want Ryan, it was so easy to, your opponent’s no showed and boom I get my match after a grueling three way. I fight and fight with you but you gut it out considering you were fresh it wasn’t a terrible blow to me, or my momentum. Last week I just took a little piece out of you, made sure you didn’t forget about me. Tonight on the other hand you seemed to have noticed me but I am much better, smarter and faster than you, you see living in the abyss like I have been it’s really showed me a few things Bubba. The darkness can be quite… a companion, it tells me a lot about what I should do. How to deal with you Bubba and it’s been right every time, you got close this last time Bubba but just keep watching your back, HA, HA, HA Bubba I thinks very soon you’ll be joining me in the DARKNE------“

Bubba J comes flying out of no where; he lays a hard punch on Ryan’s cheek rocking him backwards. Ryan’s face turns from shock to rage and with a swift motion try’s to deliver a boot to the gut. Bubba being the raging redneck that he is, slaps it away and, slaps Ryan across the face. Ryan stumbles back a few steps and grabs onto a cart to keep his feet. Bubba holds his pace and slams Ryan’s head into the cart causing a small bit of sweat to fly off his forehead. Ryan turns and falls to the concrete floor as Bubba starts stomping a mud hole, into Ryan’s chest. The fallen prince lay’s on the floor holding his chest and stomach only to have Bubba drop the cart on him. Brian Asian hustles to the scene.

Phantastic Brian: “Bubba J what did you do that for?”

Bubba grabs the mic out of the Asians hand and pushes him away.

Bubba: “Listen Ryan you little piece of emo shit, you want to keep attacking from the back like a little trash grabbing sissy then I thought I’d give you a little taste of what I can do. You know you want to take me out, you want to show the PWA what you have, well how about you face me in my realm you son of a bitch? How about we fight at BAD BLOOD in hmmm lets say a no ropes barbed wire deathmatch?”

Bubba leaned down and shoved the microphone in his attacker’s face. Ryan looks up at him a small trickle of blood rolling down his forehead and into his mouth.

Ryan Ross: “I accept you piece of trailer trash.”

Ryan made a coughing noise and spit what appeared to be a bloody luggie that hit Bubba square in the face. Bubba’s face went from a, ha what do you have to say now face, to a look of shock, that then turned into rage as the blood dripped off his face. Bubba lifted the cart off Ryan and slammed it back down on his skull making aloud crack sound as it clanged with cement Ryan lay there as a pool of his blood started to mount up on the cement as the screen fades to black.

Johnny Maverick vs Chamelion


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!

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: 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.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: And his opponent, hailing from Washington, D.C...

"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 is the World-Weary Warrior... 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 turns to face Chamelion.

Tear Gutter: This has been a highly anticipated match up, Jay. Johnny is getting a real shot at rising to a new level of stardom here in the PWA if he can put away the Devious One.

Jester Jay: That's a big if, Gutter. He's the most devious SOB in the business, a PWA Hall of Famer.. and so much more. Maverick has a better shot at winning the lottery, in my opinion.

DING DING!

Maverick and Chamelion circle each other in the ring and finally lock horns. Chamelion slips out and puts Maverick in a hammerlock. Maverick yells out in pain, and reaches back with his free arm and nails Chamelion in the face with an elbow. Chamelion doesn't let go, and Maverick does it again. Chamelion latches on with that hammerlock still, and Maverick goes for a third elbow but Chamelion ducks and kicks out Maverick's right knee. Chamelion slams Maverick into the mat and circles around Maverick, putting him in a headlock. Maverick gets to a knee and Chamelion gets up right with him. Chamelion slams his forearm across Maverick's back and then DDTs him to the mat. Cover!

1...

2...

Kick out!

Tear Gutter: Barely a 2 there as Maverick kicks out with authority.

Jester Jay: Maverick gets to his feet, a little dazed from that DDT, and Chamelion tries for an SOS!

Tear Gutter: But misses! Chamelion is trying to put this one in the bag early.

Jester Jay: And why not? Chamelion's got better things to do.

Chamelion turns around and Maverick is on the other side of the ring, having nothing to do with that move. Chamelion smirks, and Maverick taunts Chamelion to bring it. Chamelion rushes in, but Maverick drops Chamelion down to the mat with a step-over toe-old. Maverick crawls over the top of Chamelion and puts him in a camel clutch! Maverick pulls back with both arms on Chamelion's chin and Chamelion is trying desperately to reach the ropes.

Jester Jay: Oh come on Chamelion! Get to the ropes already.

Tear Gutter: Maverick has got that camel clutch locked in pretty good, Jay.

Jester Jay: He's almost got it.. there! Break it, ref!

Chamelion is grabbing the bottom rope fiercely and Maverick lets go of the hold. Chamelion holds his neck for a moment, but Maverick just gives him that moment as he slams his boot into Chamelion's book. He does it again, and again, and then gets Chamelion to his feet. He whips Chamelion into the ropes and hits him with a spinebuster! Maverick springboards off the middle rope and tries a moonsault into a knee drop, but Chamelion moves out of the way just in time.

Tear Gutter: What elevation on that springboard, Jay.

Jester Jay: But it didn't pay off, he hit nothing but canvas.

Chamelion gets to his feet as Johnny tries to get to his. Chamelion wraps up Johnny in a full-nelson and slams him back-first into the mat. Chamelion goes into the ropes and comes down with a kneedrop of his own across Johnny's forehead. Chamelion goes for a cover.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Chamelion yells at Joe Irving, but Irving insists he kicked out.

Tear Gutter: It can't be fun being the referee for one of the President's matches.

Jester Jay: Well if Joe wouldn't slow-count Chamelion every time, maybe he'd be enjoying this!

Chamelion gets Maverick up to his feet and whips him into the turnbuckle. Maverick crashes back-first into the turnbuckles. Chamelion goes to the opposite corner and sprints toward Maverick, trying for a corner splash, but Maverick moves out of the way just in time! Chamelion hits face-first on the top turnbuckle and Maverick gets behind Chamelion and takes him down with a german suplex! He bridges it!

1...

2...

Kick out!

Jester Jay: That... was too close.

Tear Gutter: Maverick surprising us all by getting out of that corner and hitting the big german suplex on Chamelion!

Maverick gets to his feet and lands a sharp kick into Chamelion's ribs. Maverick goes to the top turnbuckle and yells out to the crowd. He leaps off the top turnbuckle, attempting a shooting star press, but Chamelion puts his knees up!

Tear Gutter: Oh God! Johnny crashed stomach first into the knees of Chamelion!

Jester Jay: He's the Devious One, Gutter!

Johnny bounces off of Chamelion and falls to the mat, grabbing his chest. Chamelion gets to his feet and lands some vicious kicks to Johnny's ribs and head. Chamelion gets Maverick to his feet and sends him into the ropes. Chamelion runs up to Maverick, trying to clothesline him to the outside, but Johnny springboards off the middle rope and nails Chamelion with a knee strike to the face!

Tear Gutter: The Tony Jaa!

Jester Jay: Wow.. where the hell did that come from?

Chamelion falls to the mat, along with Johnny. The crowd begins to get behind the World-Weary Warrior, and Johnny slowly crawls over to Chamelion. He drapes an arm over Chamelion's chest.

1...

2...

3 -- NO! Chamelion put his foot on the bottom rope!

Tear Gutter: IT'S NOT OVER YET!

Jester Jay: Damn right it's not! Chamelion will not be bested by a hyped knee strike!

Maverick and Chamelion get to their feet, and Chamelion nails Maverick with a right hand, but Maverick fights back. Maverick gets the upperhand and nails Chamelion with another punch. Maverick kicks Chamelion low and tries for a DDT, but Chamelion shoves Maverick off of him. Maverick tries for a clothesline but Chamelion ducks. Maverick turns around and Chamelion kicks Maverick low. Chamelion puts Maverick's head between his thighs and lifts him up by the waist, putting Maverick on top of his shoulders.

Tear Gutter: Chamelion's going for the powerbomb!

Jester Jay: Maverick is trying to fight it. Just give in! It's inevitable!

Tear Gutter: And a hurricanrana from Maverick! But he grabs Chamelion's legs and holds it for the cover!

1...

2...


Kick Out!

Tear Gutter: Close call yet again!

Maverick stands, feeling the momentum on his side. He picks Chamelion up to go for another finishing move.

*CRACK*

Jester Jay: Sweet Sound of Success, it’s OVER!

Maverick drops like a lead weight and rolls unconsciously out of the ring. Chamelion lays in the ring, exhausted from the earlier kick to the head, but finally rolls out of the ring painfully to get Maverick. Stumbling around the corner, Chamelion grabs Maverick who is barely moving and forces him back into the ring. Chamelion crawls in after him and lays down on Maverick, back on his chest for the cover.

1!!!!

2!!!!

Maverick grabs Chamelion’s arms and rolls him over to put his shoulders to the canvas!

1!!!

2!!!

3!!!

DING DING DING!

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: And the winner of this match... The World-Weary Warrior... JOHNNY.. MAVERICK!!!!

Jester Jay: I... I can't believe it.

Tear Gutter: Maverick has stunned Chamelion with an amazing upset!

Jester Jay: Un-freaking-believable... Chamelion had him!

Tear Gutter: Chamelion went for a non-chalant cover and Maverick turned it to his advantage!

In the ring, Chamelion flies to his feet, surprised. Maverick still is barely able to stand, and Chamelion shakes his head, a smirk on his face that Maverick caught him off guard. With a shrug at the loss, Chamelion claps a few times for Maverick as the man stands. As Maverick turns, Chamelion clips him with another SOS and with Maverick on his back, Chamelion gives him the thumbs up and exits the ring.

Jester Jay: I guess Chamelion wanted the last word.

Tear Gutter: Maverick’s won, but Chamelion wanted to make sure he understood what it means to be truly devious!

Jester Jay: Fans we'll be back with the main event right after this commercial break.

Bad Blood

October 25th, 2009


-blood will be spilled-

-grudges will be settled-

-the best will be crowned-

on october 25th, everybody bleeds.

Hunter Sullivan vs Aeolus Wrath

Special Guest Ref: The Phoenix Special Guest Enforer: Simon Kalis


Tamara Christopher-Onassi: The following match up is the MAIN EVENT! It is scheduled for one pinfall or submission and has a thirty minute time limit!

Tear Gutter: Highly anticipated match up, Jay. And our special guest referee and enforcer are already ringside with us.

Jester Jay: Keeping a safe distance, I'm sure, for the time being. Simon Kalis stands on one side of the ring, while The Phoenix - complete with referee shirt - stands on the other.

The opening riffs of "Code Of Energy" by Papa Roach blare over the PA system, a single spotlight seen at the top of the ramp. It continues and from the back emerges Aeolus Wrath in his black and purple windbreaker hood and matching windbreaker pants, his hands and wrists taped up for combat.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: Introducing first, hailing from Somerset, Bermuda...

He walks solemnly down the ramp to the ring, stopping once to look side to side at the crowd, as they boo him, a sly grin forming on his face. He climbs onto the apron of the ring and scales a turnbuckle, tossing back his hood to reveal his jet black hair almost combed down over his eyes. He bumps his fists together and does a moonsault. When he lands, white pyros scream and explode from all four posts in the ring.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: He stands 6'2" and weighs 206 pounds... he is "The Code of Energy"... AEOLUS WRATH!!!!

His music dies down, as he removes his windbreaker and kicks it to the side, throwing some shadow punches and kicks in his corner.

Tear Gutter: He looks focused.

Jester Jay: He should be. This is a big match for him.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: And his opponent... hailing from Cornerbrook, Newfoundland...

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.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: He stands 6'2" and weighs 227 pounds... he is the Global Champion... "THE VIPER" HUNTER SULLIVAN!!!

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. Hunter Sullivan requests a microphone.

Hunter Sullivan: You gonna come here and take care of my belt for me, Rob?

Tear Gutter: The Phoenix finally slips in the ring... his eyes piercing Sullivan.

Hunter smiles at Phoenix, as he hands off his Global Title to The Phoenix.

Hunter Sullivan: Cherish this moment, Rob, 'cause that's the closest you're gonna get to it.

The Phoenix looks at him with much malice, and hands it off to Tamara outside the ring.

Jester Jay: I cannot wait until October 25th, I want to see them fight NOW!

Tear Gutter: Kalis remains collected on the outside, that's a good sign.

DING DING!

The Phoenix smirks and backs up as Hunter and Aeolus lock horns. Hunter is quick to break free and put Wrath into a hammerlock. Hunter quickly elbows Wrath in the back of the head several times and then kicks out his right knee. Hunter flips over Aeolus and lands facing him, knocking him to the mat with a vicious kick to the head!

Jester Jay: What a kick from the Global Champ there!

Tear Gutter: Wrath falls to the mat, but tries to get back up. Hunter is on the attack as he slams Wrath in the back with a forearm shot.

Hunter picks Wrath up by the hair and throws him into the corner. Hunter charges and tries to spear Wrath in the corner, but Wrath moves out of the way just in time and Hunter slams into the ringpost. Hunter backs out of the turnbuckles, holding his right shoulder. Wrath gets behind Hunter and wraps him up in a full-nelson and slams Hunter face-first into the mat!

Jester Jay: Big move from Wrath there, and he goes for a cover!

1
2

Kick out!

Tear Gutter: Whoa! Quick count from Robinson there... and Kalis is not happy on the outside.

Jester Jay: That was too damn quick. Come on Rob! Do your job!

Kalis yells at Phoenix, but all he does is shrugs. Wrath gets Hunter up to his feet and slams Hunter face-first into the turnbuckle. Wrath connects with a series of buzzsaw kicks and cuts Hunter down. Wrath stomps Hunter down to the mat and then goes to the ropes. Wrath comes back with a senton bomb and connects! Wrath covers again.

1
2

Kick out!

Tear Gutter: Another fast count from Robinson... what was BoXeR thinking when he put Robinson as referee?

Jester Jay: It was a stupid move on Joe's part. How's he gonna get a fair fight in this match if Robinson won't call it down the middle?

Tear Gutter: Maybe Joe wanted the Pantheon to feel what it's like to be on the helpless side for a change.

Jester Jay: Not cool.

Wrath gets Sullivan up to his feet, but Sullivan counters with an elbow to Wrath's gut. Sullivan grabs Wrath by the neck and hits him with a big swinging neckbreaker. Sullivan springboards off the top turnbuckle and comes down with a kneedrop over Wrath's forehead. Sullivan looks up towards Phoenix, yelling at him to call it fair.

Tear Gutter: Phoenix just shrugs... apparently he thinks this is funny.

Jester Jay: How can you tell behind that stupid mask of his?

Tear Gutter: Just a gut instinct.

Sullivan lays a few boots to the back of Wrath's head and then gets him to his feet. Sullivan tries to send Wrath to the ropes, but Wrath reverses. Sullivan bounces off the ropes and hits Wrath with a flying forearm! Sullivan gets Wrath up to his feet and tries for the irish whip into the ropes again, and Wrath bounces off the ropes back towards Sullivan who nails Wrath with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Hunter makes a cover and Phoenix takes his time to get down to the mat and count.

1...


Kick out!

Jester Jay: Oh come on! What a long count!

Tear Gutter: And Sullivan didn't like that one bit!

Hunter Sullivan: COME ON ROBINSON!

The Phoenix just shrugs again. Sullivan stomps the mat, but Wrath awakens and rolls up Sullivan from behind.

1
2

KICK OUT!

Tear Gutter: And Kalis has had enough!

Jester Jay: Kalis drags Phoenix out of the ring and nails him with a few right hands!

The Phoenix tries to fight back and kicks Kalis in the stomach. Phoenix smashes Kalis head-first into the barricade and then clubs him in the back. Kalis is down to a knee and Phoenix tries a kick to the ribs, but Kalis catches his leg and trips Robinson, planting him back-first onto the floor outside. Kalis then proceeds with a curb stomp on Robinson's face!

Tear Gutter: Oh man... Rob could be seriously injured after that vicious kick to the face.

Jester Jay: I hope so, maybe Kalis knocked some sense into him.

Meanwhile, in the ring, Wrath has Sullivan on the run. Wrath slams Sullivan into the turnbuckles and climbs to the middle rope. He goes for the ten count punches.

Crowd: 1!

Crowd: 2!

Crowd: 3!

Crowd: 4!

Crowd: 5!

Crowd: 6!

Crowd: 7!

Crowd: 8!

Crowd: 9!

Wrath gets the crowd pumped up for the last punch... and delivers it with intensity.

Crowd: 10!

Sullivan drops to the mat, and Wrath puts him in a sharpshooter!

Tear Gutter: Oh man, Wrath has got that sharpshooter locked in pretty good and there's no ref to call it if Hunter taps out!

Jester Jay: And Kalis is in the ring!

Kalis slides into the ring and gets to his feet. Wrath's back is to Kalis, but Hunter sees Kalis and is crying out for help. Kalis gets in position and hits the Remembrance on Wrath! Wrath lets go out of the hold and drops to the mat.

Tear Gutter: Oh man! That was a deadly kick from Kalis!

Jester Jay: Kalis slides back out of the ring.. and grabs Phoenix by the head and rolls him into the ring!

Kalis comes back into the ring as Hunter covers Wrath for the pin. Kalis takes Phoenix's hand and forces Phoenix to make the count.

1...

2...

3!!!

DING DING DING!

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: And the winner of this mat--

"Empire Strikes First" hits the sound system as Tamara's mic is cut off. Joe BoXeR has the mic that actually works.

Joe BoXeR: NO NO NO!

His music cuts down as he rushes down the ramp in a panic.

Joe BoXeR: This is NOT how this is going to end. Do you think I'm scared of any of you? Do you think I'm going to bend to your will? You're going to bend to mine, and you're going to play by my rules. I want fair fights, and I want true champions. Chaos will not be the show where the Pantheon runs around unchecked. If you want that, then you can go to Rampage.

Hunter waves off BoXeR, and tries to collect his Global Title.

Joe BoXeR: This match is going to be RESTARTED.

Hunter stops on a dime, and turns around. Kalis is in the ring, furious. Wrath and the Phoenix are finally getting to their feet.

Joe BoXeR: You heard that right. Restart this match, and Kalis? If you interfere again, you're going to lose that precious tag title of yours.

Kalis starts shooting off at the mouth towards BoXeR.

Joe BoXeR: Yeah yeah, keep on dreaming. I'll ban that Desert Eagle of yours from the PWA if you don't shut up. But don't worry, I'm not playing sides. The Phoenix will lose his rematch for the Global Title if he doesn't call this match down the middle. Do I make myself clear kids? Let's have a good, fair fight!

"Empire" starts up again as BoXeR makes his way up the rampway and backstage. Kalis slides out of the ring, pissed off completely. Hunter gets back into the ring, where Wrath and Phoenix are waiting for him.

DING DING!

Wrath charges after Hunter, but Hunter sidesteps and trips Wrath to the mat. Hunter gets to his feet as Wrath does as well, but Hunter grabs Wrath from behind and hits him with a german suplex. Hunter climbs to the top rope and tries for a frog splash, but Wrath puts his knees up!

Tear Gutter: Ouch! That's gotta hurt!

Jester Jay: Hunter is not gonna like what BoXeR did.

Tear Gutter: Maybe the Pantheon should play fair!

Jester Jay: Maybe Robinson should!

Wrath gets to his feet and goes into the ropes. He comes down with an elbow drop to the heart of Sullivan, and tries for a cover.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Tear Gutter: Finally a normal count from the Phoenix.

Jester Jay: He does not want to "lose" his rematch at Bad Blood.

Tear Gutter: Think BoXeR was bluffing?

Jester Jay: Of course, which is why I don't get why Hunter and Kalis aren't tearing Wrath apart!

Wrath picks up Hunter vertically and drops him over the ropes! Hunter hangs on the apron and Wrath springboards off the top turnbuckle and nails Hunter with a dropkick, sending him crashing into the barricade. Kalis runs over to Hunter and tries to help him up, but Wrath goes over the top rope with a cross body and takes down both Kalis and Hunter!

Tear Gutter: Whooo! Wrath goes airborne and takes out two birds with one stone!

Jester Jay: Come on Pantheon!

Phoenix starts laughing in the ring, but does eventually start the count.

Phoenix: 1!

Wrath gets to his feet and slides into the ring. Kalis uses the barricade to get up.

Phoenix: 2!

Kalis helps Hunter get to his feet. Kalis brushes him off and Hunter slides into the ring. Hunter and Wrath go toe to toe, and Wrath gets the advantage. He puts Hunter in a side headlock, but Hunter escapes and shoves Wrath into the ropes. Wrath bounces back and Hunter goes for a clothesline, but Wrath ducks underneath. Wrath wraps around Hunter and hits an atomic drop on him! Hunter jumps around the ring and Wrath clotheslines him to the mat.

Tear Gutter: Wrath is taking control here... what an impressive streak by the young Kelser.

Jester Jay: Kalis is not looking happy on the outside, and the Phoenix just can't get enough of this.

Wrath gets Hunter up to his feet and sets him on the top rope. Wrath goes to the other corner and then charges toward Hunter. He springboards off the top rope near the turnbuckle and tries for the AeoShocker, but Hunter shoves Wrath away and Wrath lands on his back!

Tear Gutter: Wrath went for the AeoShocker but Hunter wasn't having it.

Jester Jay: Hunter slips down to the mat and awaits Wrath to get up...

The Phoenix looks a little concerned, and Wrath gets to his feet. Hunter tries to go for the Viper Snap, but Wrath dodges! Hunter lands on his feet and turns toward Wrath, who kicks Hunter in the gut. Wrath then hits Hunter with the Son of Silence! The Phoenix hits the mat for the count.

1...

2...

3!!!

DING DING DING!

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: And the winner of this match... AEOLUS... WRATH!!!

"Code of Energy" hits the sound system as Wrath gets to his feet.

Tear Gutter: I can't believe it! Wrath pulled out quite the upset and stun the Viper!

Jester Jay: You gotta be kidding me! This is all BoXeR's handy-work.

Tear Gutter: Well maybe the Pantheon shouldn't have been cheating, Jay.

The Phoenix gets down in Hunter's face and shares a few choice words with him, and then rolls out of the ring. Wrath raises his arms in the air as the crowd gives both competitors a standing ovation. Kalis gets into the ring and helps Hunter up to his feet. We fade to the Chaos logo.

(C) PWA 2009