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


10-10-2009


Show Introduction

WELCOME TO SATURDAY NIGHT RAMPAGE!!!


The scene slowly opens to Eli Storm standing in a dirty basement surrounded by the PWA Rampage roster. Everyone looks as if they have been through Hell with Storm looking a little less for wear. .

Storm: Man, I see in PWA Rampage the strongest and smartest wrestlers who've ever lived. I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire brand force to deal with sub par leadership. AChaos has us chasing cars and clothes, working matches we hate so we can push shit we don't need. We're the lost warriors, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a ratings war... our Great Depression is that we hope people will stay tuned to us after Chaos airs. We've all been raised in this sport to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and wrestling gods, and stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off. The question is what are you willing to do about it. Your answer...should be signing a contract for Rampage...

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

Kumquat Kid: And here we go...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The words crumble away as you see Emperor Ian in the locker room, taping his fists. Getting ready for war. That switches to the picture of Jethro Hayes" standing in the middle of the ring with the World Heavyweight Title, while Matthew Engel stares at him from the outside.

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

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

Ashton Daniels vs. Tyson vs. Lacey Gloria

Triple Threat Match


You could tell from the outstart of this match that the other female fatal from the Apostles would end up getting the nod. but Daniels and Tyson made sure that it wasn't going to be a easy nod. The two men teamed up for the beginning of the match, working over Gloria with various tag team moves. But like with all patchwork teams, that came to an end, when after Tyson dumped Lacey over the rope, Daniels tried to get the quick roll up win. This sparked some intense back and forth between the two, while Lacey wisely watched for the outside. Daniels' size started to get him to upperhand and almost earned him a victory.

This almost happened as Lacey trips up Tyson as he comes off the ropes, allowing him to to stumble right into the Overkill from Daniels. but as Daniels goes for the pin, his head is nearly taken off by Lacey who has jumped into the ring and nail a vicious looking Yakuza kick to the side of his head. Daniels rolls to his side a little dazed and Lacey watse no time and dropkicks him under the bottom rope onto the floor. Lacey grabs Tyson by the shoulders and jumps up bringing her knees to his chest. She pulls the him down into an inverted lung blower. Upon Impact she wraps her legs arounhimt and her right arm applies a front face lock. GLORIFIED COMBINATION!!!! Lacey leans back with the hold and Tyson is tapping like a drummer. The ref is calling for the bell.

Eric Emerson: And the Winner...LACEY GLORIA!!!!

The Andalusian vs. The Crimson Ghost

Singles Match


The Crimson Ghost comes down to the ring first, in a flourish of grandeur with his costumes and music. He looks ready, his focus on the match ahead, and waits in his corner. Emerson then announces the arrival of the Andalusian. The music begins, but no sign of Andalusian at first. Emerson then announces him again and the music restarts. Finally, yet slowly, Andalusian comes out. His face is pale, his eyes shifting left to right as if looking for something or someone. Quirky in his movement, Andalusian makes his way down and into the ring. As the ref checks them both out, Andalusian chuckles softly, and Crimson Ghost watches on, curiously.

Finally, the bell rings and the two men circle each other. When Crimson Ghost goes for a lock up, Andalusian turns away, shielding his eyes and looking afraid. Again, they go for a lock up and this time Andalusian locks Crimson Ghost up in an armbar, showing no fear at all! He twists Ghost’s arm twice and then elbows it, bringing the Ghost down to his knees! Crimson looks up at Andalusian, glaring and it causes The Andalusian to back off, again fearful.

For the first few minutes, the same thing would happen. A move, a duck, then another move and a lock up, and yet Andalusian could never follow through. Finally, The Crimson Ghost goes on the offensive, with a drop kick, leg drop, and roll up for a cover. Andalusian kicks out, got to his feet and hit a series of Knife Edge Chops that got the arena WOOING and Andalusian feels pumped!

Grabbing The Crimson Ghost, Andalusian connects with a pile driver and it seems to strengthen his resolve. Andalusian catches Crimson Ghost in a headlock. Crimson Ghost grabs Andalusian's leg and lifts him in a back suplex. Andalusian rolls out of the way of an elbow and both warriors are back on their feet and circling each other. Andalusian dives in for a spear, but Crimson Ghost counters with a DDT. Crimson Ghost climbs the corner and jumps backwards with an elbow drop, nailing Andalusian. Crimson Ghost starts to pull Andalusian up, but he blocks with a small package for 2. Crimson Ghost up fast and puts the boots to Andalusian. Andalusian grabs Crimson Ghost's foot and executes a leg whip. Andalusian grabs a side hammerlock into a headlock. He holds the headlock for a few seconds before Crimson Ghost backs him into the ropes and sends him across the ring. Andalusian comes back and tries to slide between Crimson Ghost's legs, but Crimson Ghost drops to his knees above Andalusian's chest and starts hammering him face. The ref warns him and when he looks Andalusian kicks him in the back and he falls off. Andalusian picks him up, whips him into ropes. Andalusian bends over and hits a back body drop. Andalusian turns around and tries for a quick legdrop, but Crimson Ghost rolls and he lands hard. Crimson Ghost runs into the ropes, comes back and sit-out dropkicks Andalusian in the face and he falls back. Crimson Ghost hooks the leg. 1.. 2..kick.

While he's still down Crimson Ghost runs and climbs up to the second rope. He sets up for a back elbow drop but Andalusian jumps up and charges Crimson Ghost. He hits him in the back and Crimson Ghost falls on the ropes. Andalusian gets Crimson Ghost up on him shoulders and falls back for a belly-to-back type suplex. Andalusian goes for a pin. 1... shoulder-up. Andalusian picks him up and sets him up for a powerbomb. He tries for the powerbomb but only gets him half way up. Crimson Ghost kicks and comes back down, the back-body drops Andalusian who, in turn, holds on and goes for a sunset flip. Crimson Ghost counters by dropping to his knees again for an axe-handle to Andalusian's face but Andalusian hits him in the groin as he drop. Crimson Ghost's knees buckle and Andalusian pulls him into the sunset flip anyway. 1...2...shoulder! Andalusian stands and lifts Crimson Ghost up and whips him into the ropes. Andalusian bends over for the back-body drop but the Crimson Ghost comes back and kicks him in the face. Crimson Ghost whips him into the ropes. As Andalusian comes back Crimson Ghost tries to gorilla press him but Andalusian kicks and comes down behind him but before him feet hit the mat Crimson Ghost grabs him head and brings him down in a front neckbreaker. He tries for the pin. 1...2...thr-KICK! Andalusian barely gets the kick. Andalusian starts to get up but Crimson Ghost pulls him up and DDTs him. Crimson Ghost goes to the top rope and legdrops Andalusian. He picks Andalusian up and whips him but Andalusian reverses it. Crimson Ghost comes back and Andalusian tries to press him up. Crimson Ghost kicks, comes down behind him and kicks him in the leg from behind. Andalusian bends over and Crimson Ghost grabs him and hits a Russian Legsweep. Both competitors are up again, Andalusian whips Crimson Ghost to the ropes. Andalusian goes for a figure four leglock, Crimson Ghost grabs him for a small package. 1...2..., reversed by Andalusian, 1...2..., reversed again by Crimson Ghost, 1...2...kick out.

Andalusian wobbles to his feet, ducks a clothesline from Crimson Ghost and tries for a back cracker, but Crimson Ghost hooks the ropes, and Andalusian lands on him back! Crimson Ghost then twists and picks Andalusian up. Andalusian kicks Crimson Ghost in the gut, bends him over and goes for a powerbomb, but Crimson Ghost twists out of it, floats behind Andalusian and shoves him forcefully into the corner. The Crimson Ghost waits for Andalusian to come out, but instead the Andalusian rolls out of the ring, his eyes wide as if the fear returns. Crimson Ghost goes to the ropes to grab Andalusian, but gets tripped up by The Andalusian instead. As the Crimson Ghost rolls away to his feet, the Andalusian quickly slips in and turns Crimson Ghost around and with wide eyes, as if fear propels him, the Andalusian hits a three punch combo followed up by a modified bodyslam with a summersault across Ghost’s torso, dropping to hook the leg, in what he calls the Conquistador! 1-2-3!

Winner: The Andalusian in 13:32

After the match, The Andalusian slides out of the ring, backing up the ramp with his eyes still wide, as if he still fears what the Ghost may do.

Dead Woman's Challenge


As the Crimson Ghost leaves the ring, the crowd starts to quiet down a bit as they await The Kumquat Kid facing off against that wrestler whose name we cannot legally say. However, this silence is broken with a bit of a pop as the cameras turn into the front row of the crowd as Riona Langly hops over the barricade and slides into the ring, completely unannounced.

Brian Rentfro: AHH, IT'S THE EVIL ONE, SAVE ME!

Jon McDaniel: Your opinions of her seem to change from week to week...

Brian Rentfro: What can I say, I'm a man of emotions.

Riona reaches behind her and pulls out of her back pocket a microphone. She taps it a few times to test, and then smirks as she begins to speak.

Riona: Now, this sort of thing, it's kind of unusual for me. I mean, coming out before my match and speaking... I don't like it. Hell, I don't like doing the promo work during the week, so for me to take time out and speak before the crowd, interrupting my match prep in the process... It's a big *bleep*ing deal. And maybe why I'm out here tonight isn't as big as some other times that I've spoken in front of a crowd... But, it's important to me to get this off my chest.

Riona sighs as she plops down in the corner like she's been apt to do.

Riona: Some people, they've seen the Pantheon as indestructible in the long term. It's a fair thought I guess... I thought they were finished after Phoenix Rising, but yet, just like the Phoenix himself, they rose from the ashes. And now, even without only 2 of the original members still there, they are flourishing... And the Apostles, as we know it, are not. Viktor Stone, he's out for a couple weeks, leaving us back to myself, Lacey, and Maverick. Fine. There are other angles I can play to get to the future that I have seen.

Brian Rentfro: Quit babbling and move on.

Jon McDaniel: Do you want her to hear you?

Brian Rentfro: At least she'd shut up if she was kicking my ass.

Riona: I heard that. At least you're an idiot Brian, and not really worth the effort. Anyway, next week, you'll probably be proclaiming how much you want to sleep with me anyway. Love me or hate me, make up your mind.

Riona chuckles.

Riona: In the interest of keeping things moving just along... Bad Blood. I'm making an open challenge. Any Pantheon member, or members. Singles, Tags, or Hell, even Trios if you really feel up to it. Hunter, Rob, the two of you already have dance partners. Now, technically, I've got a rematch clause or 3 sitting in my back pocket, especially for the tag titles and those bastards Kalis and Masakazu, but wouldn't you know it, I can't use that unless Ian gets his head out of his ass and wants to team with me again. Still... If Kalis and Masa want to beat my ass down, then do it without the titles on the line, if you're insane enough to get in the ring with her when you all know she wants to bite your heads off. Or how about you Raizzor? I bet getting tossed by me at the Rumble just burns you up in your dead soul, doesn't it? Then do something about it. Mark, you've been listening to me bitch about you forever now, so why don't you reach out and censor me?

Jon McDaniel: She may want to watch her mouth here...

Brian Rentfro: I'll shut her up!

Jon McDaniel: See what everyone's saying now?

Riona: I don't care who it is really... She wants blood, she's tired of being looked at as a joke, and for one thing, I'm getting tired of living with her complaints about the whole thing. So, someone, have some fucking balls and face me... And when you do... kill me. End all of this, because I promise you this, I'm not going to be able to stop what is to come if you don't. The wheels are in motion for Ragnarok, the fall of the Gods. The ring will be drenched in blood of both Apostle and Pantheon alike, and in the end, nobody will be able to claim true victory. The cost... will have been too great.

She stands up...

Riona: I'm sorry.

Riona drops her mic and slides out of the ring, not even bothering to slap any hands as she heads up the ramp.

Brian Rentfro: OK, that was creepy.

Jon McDaniel: Ominous words from the former 2 time IC Champ... but what does it all mean?

Brian Rentfro: Does it matter, she's batshit insane! Lock her in with McNasty...

Jon McDaniel: Real class there Brian...

Commerical break... Probably for Modern Warfare 2. Controversy will happen later.

The Bite to Her Bark


We're backstage after Riona's address to Rampage. Matthew Engel can be seen trying to catch up to Riona, and he does.

Matthew Engel: Riona... what the hell are you doing? You're taking this way too far. You can't challenge the Pantheon like that, you're going to get yourself really hurt.

Riona laughs.

Riona Langly: I've been really hurt before... and those that faced me ended up worse. Matt, of all people, you should know that.

Matthew Engel: Fine.. *beep* you, Riona. I tried to give you a chance. I tried to tell you that it was going to end up to be nothing but pain for you, but you're not going to listen. And I'm done caring. You and your Apostles are finished.

Riona Langly: Go ahead Matt... do it. You heard what I said in the ring. You want to be the one to end me? Then do it right now, or else you're not going to get another chance at it! But wait, why would you suddenly give a shit about me? I thought I was garbage? I thought I was just a hanger-on! Why, does this mean I'm actually a person to you now? Do you actually care about me... Father?

Engel shakes his head.

Matthew Engel: Damn it Riona, you've made this too personal. I used the Pantheon to get to the top, and you're crucifying me for it. I've always cared about Riona, but that's not who you are. You've become something else, and the only way this ends is with your own destruction, not mine. Not the Pantheon's. Are you willing to drag those poor souls down with you?

Riona Langly: The Apostles... They all have something invested in this, and each of them... They're ready to give up everything in order to see the Pantheon burn. But, I told you... this is all your fault Matt. Everything, my existance, it's because of you... and all good deeds must go punished. So, go stitch yourself up, go prepare for Jethro, and know that win or lose... Blood is going to be shed. Mine... yours... your comrades... my comrades... some call it foolish. Fine. But if blood is what is needed to remove your stain on this industry, then BLEED ME DRY.

Riona looks up to the sky for a moment and extends her arms out. Engel fills up with more anger. Riona comes back down to earth for the time being, and stares hate into Engel's eyes.

Matthew Engel: Remove my stain? You're kidding me. I've given all my blood, sweat, and tears to this organization, and you're calling my accomplishments a stain. How dare you, Riona? Who the *beep* are you to talk to me like that? Where would you be without me, or my family? Huh? Look at this face, Riona, and remember it, because this is the last time you're going to see Matthew Engel give one shit about you. You turn your back on me now, and it's forever.

Riona Langly: Forever is a long time Matt... Can you make it stick? Because I can. I forgave you once, and I paid the price for it. I won't make that mistake again.

Matthew Engel: The only mistake you're making is continuing this war and not seeing the error of your ways. There is a reason I do not forgive, and I do not forget. I'm not gonna be there to catch you when you fall. And you will fall, all of the Apostles will fall.

Riona Langly: You don't get it, do you Matt? I know what I do is wrong. I know that my entire existance is a mistake, and I hear her crying almost every day to end this... But it can't. I see what the Pantheon has done to the PWA... Competiton has come at the price of spirit. Hunter, Simon, Masa... They've destroyed Honor on Chaos... Mark? Abuse of power weekly, and he goes out of his way to gloat about it... Matt, what you've done isn't to that level on a global scale. What you did is personal, and that's why you're going to pay far more than they will. They are destroying what I love... You broke my heart. You were my friend once... but you've thrown me away too many times Matt. Reckoning has come for your sins against me Matt, and if my wings burn and I fall to Hell, I'm dragging you down with me.

Riona attempts to walk past Engel, but Engel grabs her by the arm to stop her. Riona snaps and nails Engel directly in the nose with a hard punch. Engel's nose starts to bleed again as he backs off.

Riona Langly: Woah... someone ELSE'S nose gets broken. How about that?

Riona walks down the hallway and disappears, leaving Engel to tend to his bloody nose.

The Kumquat Kid vs. Rhyno

Singles Match


Jon McDaniel: This next contest should be a doozy.

Brian Rentfro: If you say so. I for one can't stand one of the guys in this contest.

Jon McDaniel: Might I ask which one?

Brian Rentfro: Oh I think its easy to figure out which one, but I'll leave you with this. I hate citrus fruit.

Jon McDaniel: I see. Well let's go down to Eric Emerson for the introductions.

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

SELF HIGH FIVE!

Brian Rentfro: Wait a minute, did I hear that right?

Jon McDaniel: I am shocked we're allowed to play this.

We'll just call it Rhyno's theme, plays over the PA system as the man emerges to a mixed reaction from the crowd. He extends his hands to the heavens and then drops them down as pyros explode behind him.

Eric Emerson: From Kansas City, Missouri, weighing in at 263lbs, he is RHYNO!!!

Rhyno walks up the steel steps and enters the ring. He surveys the crowd, then as his music fades, waits in his corner.

Eric Emerson: And his opponent..

"Look At Me, I'm A Winner" by The Aquabats blares over the PA system as the crowd rises to their feet for their favorite Kumquatian hero. He emerges on the stage as green and orange pyros scream and explode behind him.

Brian Rentfro: He looks so goofy. I can't believe they allow this guy to compete.

Jon McDaniel: He's still a serious competitor underneath all that humor.

Eric Emerson: From Dade City, Florida, weighing in at 200lbs., he is THE KUMQUAT KID!!!

Ryan bounces up and down on his way to the ring, Dunk tossing kumquats into the crowd. He springs over the ropes into the ring, smiling from ear to ear. Ryan takes off his shirt and windpants revealing his lime green trunks as his music fades out.

Jon McDaniel: Rhyno, trying to get that first win here in the PWA, KK, looking to rebound after a classic in the first round of the IC tournament against Riona.

Brian Rentfro: Rhyno better squash this guy. If for my sake only.

DING DING DING

The Kumquat Kid and Rhyno walk up to one another, Rhyno talking some smack to his smaller opponent, Ryan just smiles, until Rhyno rears back and smacks KK right across the face with a solid slap. Rubbing his face, Ryan unloads with a right hand, then follows it with a toe kick, doubling Rhyno over. He whips his opponent across the ropes, as Rhyno stops and lunges for KK, who baseball slides underneath him. Rhyno turns and is caught with a solid dropkick, backing him into the ropes. Ryan charges as Rhyno puts his shoulder down, Ryan soaring over him, but landing on the apron. Ryan grabs Rhyno by the head and drops him over the ropes, stunning the bigger man a bit. Using his agility, Ryan climbs to the top rope and soars off with a missile dropkick, taking Rhyno off his feet. Dwayne Cross is there as Ryan goes for the early cover.

1..2..and Rhyno powers out.

Jon McDaniel: Ryan showing his agility early on.

Brian Rentfro: I think he's just angering Rhyno, which is not something you want to do.

Ryan hesitates for a second then tries for a superkick, but Rhyno ducks, connecting with a powerful clothesline that almost decapitates KK. Rhyno is on his feet now, stomping away at the midsection of the Kumquat Kid. He brings Ryan to his feet and whips him hard into the turnbuckle, catching Ryan on the rebound with a belly to belly suplex. Rhyno goes for the cover.

1...2..and Ryan kicks out.

Brian Rentfro: Stay on him Rhyno. He'll break. If you don't break him first.

Jon McDaniel: Rhyno doing what every good opponent of the Kumquat Kid should do, and that's slow things down, keep it at their pace.

Satisfied with his work so far, Rhyno brings KK to his feet again, scooping him up and running across the ring, delivering a brutal running powerslam. Rhyno goes for the cover.

1...2..and Ryan kicks out again.

Jon McDaniel: Rhyno looks a bit frustrated with Dwayne Cross.

Brian Rentfro: And he should be. That running powerslam should have finished Fruit Cup.

Jon McDaniel: Fruit Cup?

Brian Rentfro: Hey, if Rob Robinson can call him Mango, I can sure as hell call him Fruit Cup.

Rhyno once again brings KK to his feet, whipping him across the ropes. Rhyno puts his head down for a back body drop, as KK leapfrogs over him. Rhyno turns and is hit with a fast front dropkick, sending him down and out of the ring. Outside, Rhyno tries to catch his breath but is taken down again as Ryan takes to the air with a flip senton splash. Ryan turns to the crowd and throws his hands up.

KK: VIVA LA KUMQUAT!

The crowd cheers for their Kumquatian hero as he picks Rhyno up, rolling him back into the ring. Springboarding over the ropes, Ryan turns in midair and hits an elbowdrop to the sternum of his opponent. Ryan goes for the cover.

1..2..and Rhyno kicks out.

Jon McDaniel: Some impressive aerial moves from our resident kumquat.

Brian Rentfro: Impressive my ass, they're not keeping Rhyno down.

KK brings Rhyno to his feet and begins hitting some chops, to the delight of the crowd. He hits some kicks to the midsection, then scales Rhyno, hitting some solid rights to the temple as the crowd counts along. However, at around 6, Rhyno uses his power and moves away from the corner, dropping Ryan face first onto the turnbuckle. Clearing the cobwebs, Rhyno goes over to KK and brings him to his feet. After a boot to the gut, Rhyno hoists KK onto his shoulders and hits a powerbomb, but he's not done there. Showing impressive strength, Rhyno brings KK up again and delivers a second powerbomb. He then hooks the leg for the cover.

1...2...and Ryan gets the right shoulder up.

Brian Rentfro: What? That was 3!

Jon McDaniel: Rhyno seems to agree with you.

Rhyno is now in the face of Dwayne Cross, red with anger.

Brian Rentfro: Give him hell Rhyno!

Jon McDaniel: If he doesn't want to get disqualified, that's not a smart idea.

Rhyno turns as KK is on his feet, rolling Rhyno into a small package.

1..2..and Rhyno kicks out.

Jon McDaniel: Rhyno was caught sleeping there.

Brian Rentfro: Oh shut it McDaniel.

Rhyno tries for a running clothesline but Ryan ducks, hitting the ropes and landing a picture perfect spinning heel kick, taking Rhyno down. Wasting little time, Ryan goes out to the apron, as Rhyno staggers back to his feet. Behind his opponent, Ryan springboards the the ropes and lands on Rhyno's shoulders, trying for a victory roll. However, once again showing his power, Rhyno drops back, sending Ryan crashing to the mat face first.

Brian Rentfro: Ha ha! Serves ya right, Fruit Cup.

Jon McDaniel: Another amazing display of power by Rhyno.

Rhyno hurries and turns KK over, hooking the leg for the cover.

1...2..and KK gets the left shoulder up this time.

Brian Rentfro: Come on! This is absurd!

Jon McDaniel: The Kumquat Kid is one tough competitor Brian, and he's showing us all that here tonight.

Rhyno backs up, motioning for Ryan to get to his feet.

Brian Rentfro: This could be it! Yes! The Gore!

Ryan staggers to his feet, as Rhyno comes charging full speed ahead. At the last second, Ryan rolls out of the way, Rhyno spearing the ring post. Holding his shoulder in pain. Ryan hoists him up in a mini flapjack, turning it into a cutter, aka The Pez Dispenser.

Jon McDaniel: Rhyno paying dearly for missing that spear.

Brian Rentfro: Who in God's name calls a move the Pez Dispenser?

Ryan looks at the crowd, who are on their feet for him. He springs up to the top rope and looks down at his fallen opponent. Flashbulbs go off everywhere as Ryan leaps off with the Five Alive Frogsplash. Holding his ribs a bit from the impact, Ryan hooks the leg for the cover.

1..2..3!!!

Brian Rentfro: Damn it all.

Jon McDaniel: After a grueling match, probably more grueling than Ryan expected, he picks up the win.

Eric Emerson: The winner of this bout, THE KUMQUAT KID!!!!

Ryan stands triumphant with Dunk by his side, eating a kumquat as his best friend tosses more tangy treats out into the crowd.

Matthew Engel vs. Shadow Starr

Singles Match


Jon McDaniel: Our next match is a very anticipated singles match.

Brian Rentfro: I'll agree with you there Jon. Shadow Starr is getting yet another chance to get one over Matthew Engel and the Pantheon.

Jon McDaniel: He's had two chances thus far and in my mind Engel has only proved to be better in one of those meetings.

Brian Rentfro: Oh come on, Jon. Starr isn't in the same league as Engel!

Eric Emerson: The following match up is scheduled for one pinfall or submission. Introducing first, hailing from Cleveland, Ohio...

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

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

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

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

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

Eric Emerson: He stands 6'3" and weighs in tonight at 253 pounds... a former PWA Intercontinental Champion... 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.

Eric Emerson: And his opponent, hailing from Milwaukee, Wisconsin...

"Moonlight is thought to transform some people into strange creatures to drive others mad..."

-static-

[one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind]

-static-

"Does the moon actually possess such strange powers?"

"Or is it all just... lunacy?"

The song "Moon Baby" by Godsmack kicks in hard as Matthew Engel appears from backstage. Green and silver pryos shoot off in front of him, and the crowd is on their feet.

Eric Emerson: He stands six feet and weighs in tonight at 217 pounds... he is a two time World Heavyweight and Intercontinental Champion... he is MATTHEW.. ENGEL!!!!

Engel makes it to the ring and climbs in. He removes his tuxedo jacket, dress shirt, and tie. He is wearing his usual white wife-beater, dark green dress pants, and black boots.

Jon McDaniel: Engel and Starr are face to face. These guys really know how to bring the intensity!

Brian Rentfro: Starr wants nothing more than to tear Engel apart here tonight, and if Engel isn't careful, he might get his wish.

DING DING!

Engel and Starr circle each other in the ring. Starr dives in first and lands a sharp punch to Engel's head, and follows it up with a multiple knee strikes. Starr slams Engel into the corner and rushes in. Starr tries for a clothesline, but Engel dodges at the last second. Starr turns around only to be met by a spinning heel kick. Starr stumbles backwards and Engel takes him down with a dropkick. Starr gets to his feet and Engel is ready with another dropkick. Starr is up to his feet again and Engel tries for a jumping side kick, but Starr barely dodges it.

Jon McDaniel: Engel trying with that deadly kick and barely missing!

Brian Rentfro: And Starr slams his forearm into Engel's back!

Engel drops to a knee and Starr continues to slam his fist into Engel's back. Starr gets Engel to his feet and sends him into the ropes. Engel comes back and Starr hits a big-time tilt-a-whirl slam on Engel. Starr covers.

1...

2..

Kick out!

Brian Rentfro: And Engel kicks out right after the two!

Jon McDaniel: There was a little space between the two and Engel's kick out.

Brian Rentfro: Yeah, and Grizzly Adams had a beard!

Engel gets picked up to his feet and Starr scoops him up and slams him to the mat. Starr goes into the ropes and comes back with a big knee drop, landing on Engel's chest. Starr stomps on Engel a few times and then gets down on the mat and begins to lay into Starr with wild punches. The ref waits a few seconds and then breaks them up.

Jon McDaniel: Starr is tenacious tonight, Brian. He isn't letting Engel breathe, let alone move, in that ring.

Brian Rentfro: Definitely a more violent and ferocious side of Shadow Starr.

Jon McDaniel: I think the Pantheon brings that out in a lot of people.

Brian Rentfro: Part of their plan, Jon!

Jon McDaniel: Suddenly you're an expert...

Engel gets to his feet, a little dazed. Starr comes at him with some more punches. Engel manages to dodge and block a few, but gets caught in the stomach. Starr wraps Engel up in a front face lock and plants him into the mat with a DDT. Starr covers.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Jon McDaniel: Engel not quite phased yet, but Starr is sure wearing him down early.

Brian Rentfro: Starr is just being a relentless SOB! It's pissing me off!

Starr hits a knee to Engel's midsection and lifts Engel high up into the air in Suplex fashion, but brings him down with a brain buster. The ring shakes violently. Starr goes off the ropes and comes back connecting with a somersault Senton bomb. He crashes on top of Engel. He stomps Engel a few times and picks him up, sending him into the ropes. Engel comes back and gets slammed across the ring with a belly-to-belly Suplex. Engel is grabbing his back, but manages to get to his feet. Starr runs at Engel for an attempted lariat, but Engel dodges and connects with a roundhouse! Starr is on the mat grabbing his jaw as Engel hops onto the top turnbuckle. Engel comes off with a split-legged moonsault, executed perfectly.

Brian Rentfro: BAM! What elevation! Just when Starr thought he had the advantage, Engel turns the tables!

Jon McDaniel: Engel was panicking though, that's for sure!

Engel gets to his feet and connects a running knee into the face of Starr. Engel gets Starr to his feet and whips him into the turnbuckle. Engel tries for a corner body splash, but Starr dodges just in time and Engel crashes on the turnbuckles. Starr shoulder blocks Engel into the turnbuckle and lets out a fury of fists. Starr connects all over the place.. He puts Engel in a great deal of pain, and then sets Engel on the top turnbuckle. Starr climbs up and tries for a superplex, but Engel blocks it. Starr nails Engel with a right hook and tries for it again, but Engel doesn't allow it. Engel slams his fist into Starr's ribs, and then shoves him off. Starr lands on his back in the ring, and Engel quickly leaps off with a double-foot stomp. Starr covers his chest, trying to breathe.

Jon McDaniel: Oh man! That's gotta hurt.

Brian Rentfro: Starr looks like he is in a lot of pain.

Jon McDaniel: Despite Engel's agility and speed, he's a solid 217 pounds and he put all of his weight into that move!

Engel allows Starr to get to his feet and Starr comes at him with a spinning heel kick. Engel sidesteps and Starr rolls off his side and onto one knee. Engel rushes in, but gets tripped by Starr. Engel lands on the mat, but rolls out of the way right before Starr can slam his knee into Engel's back. Engel sweeps Starr off his feet, but Starr gets to one knee as Engel rushes in. Engel tries for a knee to Starr's face, but Starr blocks it and nails a punch into Engel's chest. Engel steps back and ducks a right hook by Starr, and levels Starr with a hook of his own. They both go at it again, exchanging lefts and rights. Engel gets the upper hand and sends Starr into the ropes. Starr comes back and tries a high body press, but Engel holds his ground and catches Starr. He drops Starr down on his knee with a vicious rib breaker.

Jon McDaniel: Ouch! Engel is looking to make Starr bleed internally...

Brian Rentfro: Starr’s gotta learn that Matt always delivers brutality at its finest.

Engel lifts Starr over his shoulder, holding onto his legs with one arm as he wraps his other arm around Starr's head. In a split second, Engel throws Starr's legs off of his shoulder and spins them around, he himself spinning to the side and falling to the mat, driving Starr face-first to the mat.

Jon McDaniel: Sons of Plunder! What a move!

Brian Rentfro: Starr looks damn near unconscious... Engel covers!

1...

2...

Kick out!

Engel is more frustrated now, but doesn't bother to argue with the ref. He's focused on Starr and gets Starr to his feet. He whips Starr into the ropes and Starr comes back, only to get kicked in the mid-section. Matt follows it up lifting Starr in power bomb fashion, but Starr knocks Engel with an elbow to the head. Engel reverses with a hurricanrana!

Jon McDaniel: Another momentum change! Engel is in pain after that hurricanrana...

Brian Rentfro: But Engel is on his feet as Starr delivers a right hook!

Jon McDaniel: Engel fights back! Then Starr! It's madness!

Brian Rentfro: Starr reaches back even further and nails Engel straight in the jaw!

Jon McDaniel: And down goes Engel!

Engel falls to the mat and Starr climbs to the top rope. He leaps off with a moonsault into a reverse leg drop and connects perfectly! He covers Engel for the pin.

1...

2...

3 -- NO! Engel has his foot on the bottom rope!

Brian Rentfro: Great awareness by Engel there.

Jon McDaniel: Indeed, Brian. Engel's experience in the ring allowed him to assess his situation and get to that bottom rope.

Starr gets Engel to his feet and nails him with a good chop to the chest.

Crowd: WHOOO!

Starr whips Engel into the ropes and Engel bounces back only to get spinebustered by Starr! Starr covers again.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Starr slams the mat and nails Engel with right punches to the face. Starr connects with Engel's broken nose, and it starts bleeding once again. Starr covers.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Jon McDaniel: Starr is quite tenacious trying to get the win over Engel.

Brian Rentfro: And Engel is bleeding again. He's gotta get that nose fixed!

Starr gets Engel to his feet and nails him with an european uppercut. Starr tries to send Engel into the ropes, but Engel reverses. Starr bounces back and Engel hits him with a butterfly kick, connecting perfectly with Starr's jaw!

Jon McDaniel: Good God! What a kick from Engel!

Brian Rentfro: But unfortunately that took a lot out of Engel.. and both men are down.

Ref: 1!

Ref: 2!

Engel stirs for a moment and gets up to his feet. He looks down at Starr who is getting up to a knee. Engel has a look of fury in his face, and he slides out of the ring towards the announcer's table.

Jon McDaniel: What is he doing?

Brian Rentfro: He just took Eric's chair!

Engel grabs the chair from Eric Emerson and slides into the ring with it.

Jon McDaniel: Don't do it Matt!

Engel brings the chair to both his hands as Starr gets to his feet. Starr turns around...

*CRACK!*

Engel hits Starr right in the face with the chair, and referee Dwayne Cross calls it.

DING DING DING!

Eric Emerson: And the winner of this match by disqualification... SHADOW STARR!!!

Engel ignores the announcement, as blood continues to pour from his nose. He hits Starr again and again with the chair, in the back and head. Starr is pretty much done for, and Engel tosses the chair aside and asks for a mic. The crowd boos him pretty hard.

Matthew Engel: Shut up! SHUT UP! You see this, Jethro? This is what awaits you at Bad Blood! I'm gonna destroy you!

Engel tosses the mic and spits on Starr. The crowd boos him harder as Engel rolls out of the ring and disappears backstage.

Jon McDaniel: Starr definitely needs some medical attention.

EMTs rush down and attend to Starr.

Brian Rentfro: Well folks we're gonna take a short commercial break.

Jon McDaniel: Engel just went too far.

Jethro Hayes vs. Emperor Ian

Main Event 1


Eric Emerson: The following match is set for one fall and is your co-main event of the evening.

"Manic Depression" by Carnivore plays as Emperor Ian walks to the ring as fast as he can, ignoring the fans.

"Suuueeeyyy!" blares through the arena's speakers as Korpiklaani's "Journey Man" comes to life immediately following the hog call
by Jethro Hayes. The
back of the PWA big screen is John Deere green, the yellow outline of a deer runs onto the screen to turn its head to the crowd before it is frozen in

mid leap, creating the John Deere logo.

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

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

"I was born in a deep forest"

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

"I wish I could live here all my life"

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

"I am made from stones and roots"

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

"My home, these woods and roads "

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


"All my life I loved this sound"

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

"Of the crowd's sound"

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

"Eagles flies where the winds blows free"

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

"Journey is my destiny"

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

"Free, free as a journey man "

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

"Free, heat in the moonlight "

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

"Free, free as a journey man "

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

"Free, heat in the moonlight"

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

functions flash past in time with the music.

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

Pioneer Wrestling Association Intercontinental Champion... Jethro Hayes!

"Ragged trousers, rucksack in my back "

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

"Narrow road behind me "

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

"I never look back "

He climbs the turnbuckle to holler to the crowd.

"Long way is in the past "

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

"As in front of me "

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

"Hunger keeps me going "

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

"I don't care where it leads "

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

"Fire burns under my feet "

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

"Journey men pleasure and destiny "

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

screen.

"Sky is black, stars shows me the way "

He stands there to nod his head at the image.

"Moon whispered how to keep my faith "

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

Ding Ding

Jethro and Ian face off in the center of the ring, they both reach out shaking hands and nodding their heads. Backing up, they go for a lock up, Ian with a knee into Jethro's midsection stuns the World Champion, Ian with a quick swinging neckbreaker to send Jethro down to the canvas.

Jon McDaniel: Ian already beginning to work on the neck.

Brian Rentfro: Ian is going to have to break Hayes' neck to cause that idiot to submit.

Jethro shoves up to his feet, but Ian trips him back down applying a crossface submission hold, Jethro reaches for the ropes but is just a bit too far away from it. Referee Scott Swindell is there to stay on top of the action as Jethro reaches the ropes; Ian drops the submission immediatly. Ian pulls Jethro up taking Jethro's wrist into a wristlock before turning it into a back to back elevated hammerlock, Jethro winces at the strain on his ribs. Scott inquires if Jethro wishes to submit, he shakes his head. Jethro falls forward sending Ian flipping over his body to land on his feet facing away from Jethro. Hayes takes a running start leaping at the last second to catch Ian with a diving running bulldog taking him down to the canvas.

Jon McDaniel: Jethro showing a bit of athleticism.

Brian Rentfro: He jumped into the air Jon, that is all.

Jethro pulls Ian up, hooking him in a facelock, he lifts the former tag team champion up, holding him in mid-air with a stalling vertical suplex before slamming him down on the canvas. The move cost Jethro as he holds at his ribs as he rises up vertically. In the ropes, he comes back with a big leg drop across Ian's throat, but Ian is in the ropes, no chance for a cover.

Jon McDaniel: Jethro with some big moves here, is that wise?

Brian Rentfro: Jethro isn't wise. But he needs to put Ian away early so that he will have longer to rest between now and his match next week.

Jethro pulls Ian up to his knees, Ian with a jab to the taped ribs of the Southern Hero. Ian with another jab, Jethro drops him immediately in favor of holding at his ribcage. Ian takes advantage, he leaps into the air with a jumping neckscissor that sends Jethro down. Ian quickly hits the ropes with a baseball slide dropkick to Jethro's neck that rolls Hayes out of the ring onto the floor. Scott Swindell immediately begins his count as Ian looks over the top rope at Jethro who is trying to get to his feet.

Jon McDaniel: One can tell that Jethro is far from one hundred percent here.

Brian Rentfro: He is the one who refuses to take some time off.

Ian steps through the ropes to deliver a double foot stomp on the unprotected neck of Jethro as Scott restarts the count-out. Ian pulls Jethro up, rolling him into the ring just as he reaches two. Ian slides in as well, getting up to his feet, he knees Jethro in the ribs before dropping an elbow on the neck again to try and weaken that part of Jethro as well. Ian with a whip into the ropes sends Jethro running. Jethro lowers his head as Ian leaps to avoid the charging Hayes, Jethro rebounds right into a swinging neckbreaker. Ian with a step over armbar puts some pressure on the neck area of Jethro and forces him to exert energy to crawl to the ropes.

Jon McDaniel: Jethro having to use energy to crawl to the ropes.

Brian Rentfro: Ian is a master strategist at this stage in the match. He is weakening Jethro's neck and making him use his energy to break it.

Jethro is in the ropes and the hold is broken, Ian pulls Jethro up. Forearm shot backs Hayes into the corner, Ian with a second rocks his head backwards. Ian grabs the wrist, slaps the back of Jethro, and sends him running across the ring to the other corner. Jethro reverses and Ian slams front first into the turnbuckle padding. Ian stumbles back out of the corner, Jethro with a big leap and an even bigger body splash squashes Ian in the corner. Jethro holds at his ribs again and grits his teeth determined to fight through the pain. Inverted DDT sends Ian's skull crashing into the mat where Jethro hooks the leg for a cover.

One...

Two...

Ian kicks out with authority, he is far from finished here n this match.

Jon McDaniel: Ian far from finished here.

Brian Rentfro: Jethro needs to finish this and in a hurry.

Jethro pulls Ian back up, sending him into the ropes, Jethro with a big boot takes Ian down to the canvas, he hits the ropes, big leg drop across Ian's throat, he hooks the leg again.

One...

Two...

Ian throws a shoulder up again as Jethro nods, he knows Ian is a tough competitor and respects that. Ian with a fist into Jethro's chin catches him off-guard, causing him to sit back on his rear. Ian gets up to his feet as Jethro does the same. Collar and elbow tie up, Ian with a quick go behind into a half nelson.

Jon McDaniel: Imperial-plex!

Brian Rentfro: That move hurt Jethro, look at him holding his neck, Ian is working beautifully here in this match.

Ian locks on his inverted facelock surfboard, Jethro is grunting from the pain. Scott Swindell is there checking on Jethro's condition, but the Southern Hero refuses to submit, he refuses to give up.

Brian Rentfro: Ian won't be able to hold this on long due to Jethro's weight, but every second in this hold tears at Jethro's neck and hurts his already injured ribs as well.

Jon McDaniel: Jethro is a tough ombrey, anyone has to give him that.

Brian Rentfro: A dumb one as well. He sould submit, take the loss, and take the time to recooperate.

Ian drops the hold, he rolls over panting at the effort it cost him to hold on that hold on a man of Jethro's size for so long. Jethro is holding at his ribs as a trickle of blood escapes the corner of his mouth. Jethro is up on his knees, Ian with a running knee into his jaw rolls him over, he covers for a pin.

One...

Two...

Thr...

Jethro manages to roll his shoulder up and keep the match alive here, Ian can believe it as he nods. He pulls Jethro up to his feet, right hand from Jethro, a second, and Jethro is in control for the moment. Jethro with the Georgia slam before he pulls Ian back up, the adrenaline causing his ribs to not pain him for the moment. Whip into the ropes, he catches Ian with a Somoan drop, but doesn't make the cover. Jethro once again pulls Ian up, boots him in the midsection

Jon McDaniel: The Planter!

Brian Rentfro: Bell clap from Ian prevents the Planter!

Ian shoves forward landing on Jethro's chest in a seated position, he grabs a leg. Referee Scott Swindell is there in position.

One...

Two...

Thr--NO!

Brian Rentfro: He kicks out!

Jon McDaniel: There is no quit in the Southern Hero.

Ian is shocked at this one because there is more blood coming from Jethro's mouth as he landed. Jethro reverses into a sunset flip pin, Ian's shoulders are on the mat.

One...

Two...

Three.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Jon McDaniel: Jethro has won!

Eric Emerson: The winn...

The crowd's cheers turn to boos as Matthew Engel walks out onto the stage, a microphone in hand.

Matthew Engel: Hold on there Eric, Jethro hasn't won this match yet.

Jethro leans in the corner facing the stage as Ian looks shocked in the other stage facing corner.

Matthew Engel: See Scott, the boys in the production truck have a little something I want them to show you. If Jethro is as upstanding as he claims to be, this match isn't over yet.

Blood drips down Jethro's lip, from either a busted lip or something worse.

Jon McDaniel: What is he talking about?

On the big screen, the image of the pin is shown again as the crowd cheers.

Matthew Engel: How about a close up boys?

The camera zooms in to show Ian's fingertips under the bottom rope, the crowd goes silent. Referee Scott Swindell looks at the two superstars before signaling for the match to continue. He orders Matthew Engel backstage.

Eric Emerson: Referee Scott Swindell has ordered this match to continue.

Engel doesn't head backstage as he begins to walk down to the ring.

Jon McDaniel: Engel was ordered backstage.

Brian Rentfro: He is a wrestling God, he doesn't have to do anything he doesn't want to.

Jethro gets Ian up on his shoulders for a running powerslam but at the sight of Engel hopping onto the ring apron, he loosens his grip. Ian slides down off his shoulders, rolling Jethro up for a pin.

One...

Matthew hops down.

Two...

He begins to walk back up the ramp.

Three.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Eric Emerson: Winner of the match, Emperor Ian!

Ian holds his hand high in the air.

Jon McDaniel: Ian has just pinned the PWA World Champion.

Brian Rentfro: But will Engel give him a title shot?

Jon McDaniel: Jethro is the World Champ.

Brian Rentfro: Until Bad Blood he is.

Ian turns to find Matthew there clapping for him sarcastically, Ian is ticked. Ian motions for The Virus to come on down and get him some, but Matthew just laughs as he walks back up the ramp. Ian walks over to where Jethro is sitting watching the retreating back of Matthew Engel when Ian lowers a hand to help him to his feet. Jethro reaches out and accepts the hand up.

Jon McDaniel: Look at the sportsmanship there.

Brian Rentfro: Yeah, it sorta makes me nauscious.

Ian goes to step out of the ring, but Jethro grabs him preventing him from leaving. Ian looks a bit confused before Jethro grabs his wrist and holds it high in the air as he points at Ian to the roar of the crowd.

Marxx vs. Riona Langly

Main Event 2


Riona and Marxx tie up and are locked in both a battle of wills as well as srength. Marxx reaches out with his foot connecting with Riona's knee causing her to stumble slightly into a side headlock from Marxx. He slightly releases the hold, but uses the momentum of his closing arms to furthur wrench the hold onto Riona's neck. The pain is obvious in her eyes as she contemplates her escape from the hold. She is back to her feet as Marxx tries to force her back to the mat. Riona pushes Marxx into the ropes, but he manages to hold onto the side headlock. Grabbing him under his legs, she lifts Marxx into the air and he flips over backwards, releasing the side headlock on Riona; she stumbles forward slightly before catching herself. Marxx is up grabbing at both his back, shoulder blades, and the back of his head; he seems to have hit every part on the mat.

Riona stalks her prey, Marxx. He is on his knees with his back to Riona as she delivers a massive boot kick to the middle of his shoulder blades and Marxx is face down on the mat. Not letting him get any rest, she is on top of his injuries with a half Boston crab, pulling as far back as she can. Marxx cries out in pain, but reaches the ropes red faced and sweating. Quickly releasing the hold, she turns to pulling him back into the middle of the ring, where she hooks on her sharpshooter submission hold. Marxx begins a crawl towards the ropes, but Riona is having none of that as he releases the hold to pull him to the far ropes and hooks in the hold, making Marxx crawl all the way across the ring to the far side ropes while being in the sharpshooter. Marxx is half way across the ring, digging for every inch, but not givving up just yet, he digs yet another inch. He finally reaches the ropes, but to no rest, Riona is quickly back on his injuries with a surfboard in the middle of the ring, again Marxx cries out in huge amounts of pain.


Riona drops the hold for a traditional abdominal stretch, where she can and does drop repeated elbows to the ribs of Marxx. Marxx loks dead in the hold, until he grasps the leg of Riona and somehow manages to flip her up and backwards and he rolls the leg for a pin.

1…!

2….!

Riona kicks out and the look on her face is not one of happiness, but Marxx has somehow managed his feet as well and the two stare at each other. Marxx winces as Riona glowers at her adversary.

Marxx charges at Riona, who is surprised at the boldness of his attack and therefore is taken by surprise as Marxx delivers a right and left jab combination forcing her into the corner. Marxx has Riona backed into the corner and chops her chest with vigor and determination. The sound of his chops reverberates through the arena as the fans in the arena chant along with each slap. Riona cringes as her chest becomes beet red from the chops and she tries to block them. Marxx reaches up and connects with a knife edge chop to the face of Riona and she is stunned as her eyes go wide in shock. The shock is short lived as she tries to fight back, knowing that if she gets him on his stomach again, it will be over, Marxx reaches deep down into his energy levels. Right hand, left hand, right elbow, left elbow is the beginning of the moves that Marxx releases to Riona, who is still in the corner. Another right hand, left hand, right forearm, left forearm, right elbow, left elbow to Riona, foot stomp to the knee of Marxx and the barrage is stopped as Marxx grabs his knee. Marxx reaches down, still holding his knee, but uses the momentarily lack of offense from Riona to grab her and shoulder block her into the corner.

Marxx kicks her in the stomach again. He hits the ropes and then a sunset flip.

1...

Kickout!

Riona rolls back, jumps up and rushes Marxx, shoulder blocking him before he can move. Riona picks him up and scoop slams him. She picks him up and tries for a gorilla press, but Marxx kicks out and lands behind her. Marxx gets her in a headlock. Riona slams her elbow into Marxx’s stomach and as he bends over, she rolls him over for the pin.

1...

2...

kick!

Riona grabs Marxx and heaves him up for a power bomb. She tries for a pin...

1...

2...

shoulder up!

Riona picks him up and goes for a gorilla press and again, Marxx kicks out and kicks her in the stomach. Riona grabs her stomach and Marxx pulls her legs out, landing Riona in a face slam. Riona starts to climb to her hands and knees. Marxx runs into the corner and jumps up onto the second rope, jumps back and turns around in mid air. He leg drops Riona's face back onto the mat. He gets up and climbs up top again. Riona also gets up and shakes the ropes, causing Marxx to fall onto his groin. Riona grabs him and gorilla presses him off the top almost across the ring. She walks over to Marxx and picks him up. Marxx kicks Riona in the ribs several times and continues holding her head. Marxx backs up into a turnbuckle and climbs up. He tries for the tornado DDT and again Riona doesn't side steps him. This time she heaves him up for a Northern Lights suplex. Marxx spins and lands on his feet and plants Riona with a swinging DDT, but Riona circles around and reverses into another Northern Lights suplex. As Marxx pulls himself up, Riona stalks up behind him and nails the Detonator!

1-

2-

3!

Winner: Riona Langly

Post match, Chamelion walks out onto the stage with a mic in hand and informs Riona that her challenge for Bad Blood to face any Pantheon member is accepted. He then states that he already plans to have a match with Johnny Maverick, and she already knows that Hunter and Engel are busy, so Riona will have a sort of rematch… against Simon Kalis! Chamelion then smirks and walks backstage, leaving Riona breathless and surprised.

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