World Heavyweight Title: The Phoenix
Intercontinental Title: Johnny Maverick



And Here We Go!!!!

The scenes opens to the scene 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.


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.

Revolution 909 vs The Alliance

Eric Emerson: Ladies and Gentlemen, this next match is a Tag-Team match and is schedualed for one fall!

M80s come down blows up on the stage while their music is playing. The Alliance walks out holding chairs and make their way to the ring.

Eric Emerson: Making their way to the ring first, weighing in at a combined weight of 340 pounds... The ALLIANCE!!

The Alliance’s music fades away.

Eric Emerson: And their opponent...

The crowd dies down for a moment as the arena goes completely dark... then the tone from "Close Encounters of a Third Kind" plays over the speaker twice, before "Robot Rock" Hits the the tron, Green and Red lights cover the arena, rising up from under the stage basked in a white light, J@CK 1 accompanied by D0M 2, they both give each other a high five then walk down to the ring,

Eric Emerson: From Silicon valley.. Weighing in at a combined weight of 500 pound! They are J@CK 1 and D0M 2 – Revoultion NINE-OH-NINE!!

they both walk up the steps, D0M 2 looks out to the crowd as he points out one the fans signs then walks into the ring, they both go to turnbuckles opposite of each other and look out into the crowd, the visor on J@CK 1's helmet flashing between "Human" and "Robot" and The Visor on D0M 2's helmet flashing a heart, they hop down and look down their opponents.


Jon McDaniel: Here we go, Revolution 909’s first ever tag-team match here in the PWA.

Brian Rentfro: I have to admit, I was alittle weary to hear about two androids coming to PWA but since they chose Rampage! I can’t complain!

D0M-2 takes the first go around with Bomber, they both lock up in the ring wasting no time, Bomber tries to get behind him, but D0M-2 quickly twists around and pulls him into a front headlock, However bomber quickly pushes him into the Rev 909 corner, J@CK-1 quickly tags himself in, D0M-2 hits Bomber with a hard double Axe-handle to the lower back, he stuns Bomber and hops up to the top rope, he then hops off and hits bomber with a sort of modified flip-power bomb- J@CK-1 springboards off the apron and hits Bomber with a Leg Drop! He goes for a pin

Kick out!!

McDaniel : Good team-work from Revolution 909!

Brian Rentfro: They’re programed to work together I think their great big cheaters!

Bomber throws his shoulder up, J@CK-1 merely shrugs it off and gets too his feet, he pulls bomber up and tosses him into the turnbuckle, J@CK-1 quickly hits him with a rough stinger splash and pulls him into a monkey flip! Tyson reaches from the middle rope, trying to get bomber’s attention to tag him! J@CK-1 sees this and quickly clotheslines Tyson off the apron! However, the distraction costs him, J@CK-1 turns around and is quickly met by a rough spear from The bomber!

Jon McDaniel: J@CK-1 must’ve not been programed to have a foresight, he just took the full blunt of that Spear from the bomber!!

Brian Rentfro: And it looks like it paid off! Bomber got the tag!

Bomber slaps Tyson’s hand and Tyson immediatly goes to the top rope, leaping off with the frogsplash in mind! He connects and Tyson rolls up the leg for the pin!



Kick out!

J@CK-1 one almost throws tyson off him and rolls out of the way, he quickly gets up to his feet and ducks under a chargin tyson’s clothesline, and meets him with a hard Reverse DDT!!

Jon McDaniel: Alright! It looks like J@CK-1 may have some foresight!

Brian Rentfro: My computer can’t even process something this fast and its top of the line!!

J@CK-1 pulls tyson over to the Revolution 909 corner and slaps D0M-2’s hand, they both pull up tyson and quickly pull him into a hard Double-Suplex!! On the other side of the ring, bomber looks almost livid as he watches his partner get punished.

Jon McDaniel: The Newcomers Revolution 909 are dominating The Alliance.

Brian Rentfro: I’m surprised, most newbies can’t cut their first match! Its shocking they’ve last this long!

D0M-2 grabs tyson and pulls him over to the middle of the ring, directing his attention over at the Bomber, D0M-2 drops his elbow and pulls him into a pin!



Kick out!!

Tyson throws his shoulder out and D0M-2 pushes him pack down, Bomber however runs into the ring and quickly its D0M-2 in the chest with a hard Base-Ball slide! J@CK-1 steps out from the apron and chases Bomber out of the ring! D0M-2 goes for the pin again, but Tyson quicky strikes him with a couple hard rights, Tyson gets up to his feet, and goes to pick up D0M-2! But D0M-2 gives a quick rake of the eyes and hits Tyson with a hard reverse bull-dog!!

Jon McDaniel: Tyson is down!!

D0M-2 pulls him over close to a turnbuckle and quickly spring-boards off with a hard-Starship Pain!! (Split leg-Cork Screw)! He goes for the cover!



Eric Emerson: Ladies and Gentlemen! Here are your winners!! REVOLUTION NINE-OH-NINE!!!

J@CK-1 Flies into the ring and pulls D0M-2 into a big hug, they both raise their hands in victory and walk out of the ring, arms around each others shoulders.

Still All Bark and No Bite

the show cuts to backstage and we see Lean Bean Miller standing by with a microphone and ready to go. Former World Champion, Matthew "Virus" Engel, is standing next to him. Engel is decked out in his dark green tuxedo, as usual.

Lean Bean Miller: Ladies and gentlemen, I am with two time World and Intercontinental Champion, Matthew Engel, and he has agreed to answer some questions concerning the war going on between the Pantheon and the Apostles. Engel, care to start us off?

Matthew Engel: You see, Lean. Riona has been barking a lot about this so-called war, but where has the bite been? When we gave Robinson the boot, the Pantheon grew to be a closer unit. Then we added the deadly combination of Simon Kalis and his son Masakazu. Those two have been dominating the tag division. I am the razor sharp edge of the Pantheon sword and I am going to decapitate Hayes' World Title reign and bring back the World Title to the Pantheon. And then what will they do? They're trying to fight a war with us in the ring, but we are the most elite in the industry.

Lean Bean Miller: Riona has told us that she is going to make the Pantheon pay not by defeat but by pain and blood. What are your thoughts on that?

Matthew Engel: You think I lose any sleep at night over her?

Lean Bean Miller: Well I --

Matthew Engel: IT DOESN'T MATT-- No, I'm kidding. Do you?

Lean Bean Miller: I don't know, Matt. You and Riona used to be close friends, and now it seems you're sworn enemies.

Matthew Engel: And it's her fault, Lean. I traveled a path that she didn't like, and she made it personal. Now she's getting in my way, trying to put this war on her shoulders and bring it to our doorstep. She's in for some serious disappointment, Lean, because she's fighting a war she can't win. And tonight, Raizzor and I are going to prove that.

Lean Bean Miller: Yes, tonight you and the Soul-taker are taking on Jethro Hayes and Riona Langly in a very anticipated tag match.

Matthew Engel: It's going to be glorious, Lean Bean. You're going to see the Pantheon showcase its dominance when two of its arguably most talented members take on the leaders of the Apostles and the Resistance. You're going to see the Pantheon put a huge damper on their so-called war, and you're going to see the Pantheon rise victorious. What's a better way to spend your Saturday night other than witnessing the greatness of the Pantheon?

Lean Bean Miller: Well I'm actually a big fan of SNL.

Matthew Engel: Are you kidding me?

Lean Bean Miller: No. Thank God for digital recording, right?

Matthew Engel: Keep your specs on, Lean Bean, and watch as Raizzor and I send Hayes and Riona into Bad Blood with a few extra bruises. I promise you're going to get your money's worth tonight.

And with that, Engel walks away from the camera and we cut back to the ring.

The Kumquat Kid vs The Wishing Star

Eric Emerson: The following match is set for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit...

The opening notes of Rock the Casbah begin to play.

The entrance hallway fills with smoke fog, and a series of sparkler firecrackers begin to shoot off behind the fog, until it looks like pandemonium.

The Wishing Star emerges from the mists, running full speed, a blur of colors, sprinting toward the ring. With two impressive leaps, he finds himself inside
the ring.

Once he stands still, you can see he wears a brilliant blue robe and a slightly darker tagelmust turban.

He walks to the center of the ring, stretches his arm into the air and a colorful flare shoots out of his hand.

[Orange pyros explode as "Look At Me I'm A Winner" by The Aquabats hits the PA system. Out on the stage, bouncing up and down and
getting the crowd on their feet is The Kumquat Kid, in his shimmering green windpants and orange K.o.A. t-shirt. He slaps high fives with fans as his friend
and manager Dunk follows close behind tossing kumquats from a small mesh bag into the crowd. Ryan flips over the ropes and into the ring. He scales a turnbuckle
and yells "VIVA LA KUMQUAT!" before ripping off his windpants revealing the shimmering lime green trunks with the words "Squeeze Me" in orange text under
a shiny kumquat. He tosses his shirt into the crowd and leaps off the turnbuckle, doing a little dance to his music before it dies down.]

Ding Ding

KUMQUAT KID with a collar and elbow tie up with The Wishing Star, who turns it into a side headlock. KUMQUAT KID pushes WISHING STAR into the ropes, the side headlock is broken. WISHING STAR runs to rebound from the ropes, KUMQUAT KID with a Soman drop sends WISHING STAR down to the canvas on his back. KUMQUAT KID rolls up, leaping for the middle rope and a back flip on W.S, but he doesn't attempt a cover as it is too early in the match. KUMQUAT KID drags WISHING STAR up to his feet, sending him running into the corner, KUMQUAT KID takes a running start, big time fruity splash in the corner splatters Wishing Star there.

Jon McDaniel: KUMQUAT KID with a Kumquat splash there.

Brian Rentfro: This match is going to be boring, no talent.

Jon McDaniel: You have Kumquat Kid and Wishing Star, a veteran and a up and comer.

Brian Rentfro: But where is someone like Orion, Matthew Engel, Chamelion?

Jon McDaniel: Ah, you want a heel.

WISHING STAR is back up to his feet, KUMQUAT KID with an arm drag takes him down to the canvas, WISHING STAR in the ropes immediately has the hold broken, KUMQUAT KID backs up allowing his opponent to regain his feet. WISHING STAR charges in with a clothesline taking KUMQUAT KID by surprise down to the mat, KUMQUAT KID kips back up to his feet. KUMQUAT KID turns around, WISHING STAR with another clothesline, KUMQUAT KID ducks under locking in a half nelson, then converting to a full nelson, he spins driving WISHING STAR to the canvas with a full nelson slam. KUMQUAT KID hooks the leg for the pin.


Thr--WISHING STAR able to kick out and keep this match alive. KUMQUAT KID pulls his opponent up to his feet, Irish whip into the ropes, WISHING STAR reverses sending KUMQUAT KID into the ropes in his place. KUMQUAT KID rebounds right into a charging shoulder block that bends him over at the midsection. WISHING STAR with a swinging neckbreaker takes him down to the mat, but WISHING STAR is not done as he knows that KUMQUAT KID is a force to be reckoned with here in the ring. WISHING STAR climbs to the top turnbuckle, backflipping with a moonsault onto the prone KUMQUAT KID . Now he hooks the leg and nods.



KUMQUAT KID kicks out quickly after the count of two proving that Wishing Star's work is far from over. WISHING STAR locks in a side headlock on the fruity sensation from Florida, KUMQUAT KID lifts him up for an atomic drop. WISHING STAR uses the momentum and closeness of the ropes to shove himself backwards over KUMQUAT KID to flip and land on his feet. Standing dropkick sends KUMQUAT KID over the top rope to the outside. WISHING STAR launches himself over the top rope with a suicide plancha landing directly on KUMQUAT KID , splattering him like a rotten kumquat.

Brian Rentfro: This kid may have some potential.

Jon McDaniel: Anyone has potential, assumming they stick around long enough.

WISHING STAR pulls himself up to a vertical base as he grabs KUMQUAT KID by the hair, he whips him into the turnbuckle. Ryan smacks forehead first into the post bouncing back into a German suplex onto the hard unforgiving floor. WISHING STAR seems to catch his breath for a minute looking out to the crowd, he has made the big time. KUMQUAT KID is starting to get back up to his feet, WISHING STAR darts past him, jumping to the steps and spinning around with a sweet looking roundhouse kick right to the temple of the Kumquat Kid. Ryan is appearing to be out cold as WISHING STAR rolls him under the bottom rope into the ring. WISHING STAR holds onto the top rope as he stands onthe apron, he flips himself over, landing with a leg drop and a pinning position on KUMQUAT KID .



Th--KUMQUAT KID rolls a shoulder up, but noticeably close to being pinned.

Jon McDaniel: Close call there for The Kumquat Kid Ryan Lewis.

Brian Rentfro: Huh? What happened?

WISHING STAR pulls KUMQUAT KID up to his feet launching forearms into his chest and elbows to his midsection. Ryan is backed into the corner, sweat pouring from his face as the match is beginning to take its toll on the Fruity Sensation from Florida. WISHING STAR climbs up the turnbuckle mounting KUMQUAT KID with right hand after right hand wearing him down with the hard punches; the crowd is counting along simply because that is what they do. KUMQUAT KID wraps his arms around Wishing Star's waist. He runs out of the corner as WISHING STAR pounds away on the head, KUMQUAT KID slams him down on the canvas with a spinebuster. KUMQUAT KID falls back, rubbing at his forehead as the referee begins the mandatory ten count to see if the match must continue.

Jon McDaniel: Awesome spinebuster there.

Brian Rentfro: I need some Coke, you got any Coca-Cola?

Jon McDaniel: Sorry, only Pepsi.

KUMQUAT KID pulls himself up to his feet, WISHING STAR is up now as well, KUMQUAT KID rushes forward, WISHING STAR ducks the leg lariat attempt, but Ryan slams down on his feet, spinning around with a spinning heel kick that sends WISHING STAR over to one side holding at his head from the force of the kick. KUMQUAT KID doesn't let up as he rushes over quickly slamming a forearm into the back of Wishing Star to keep him on the defensive. KUMQUAT KID with an Irish whip sends WISHING STAR into the ropes, KUMQUAT KID quickly follows him, flying axe lariat takes WISHING STAR down to the mat. Ryan makes the cover there as he hooks the leg.



Thr--WISHING STAR is able to kick out, but just barely before the three.

Jon McDaniel: Quick series of moves there by The Kumquat Kid.

Brian Rentfro: Hey look at this website.

Jon McDaniel: You are supposed to be calling the match Brian.

Brian Rentfro: You are doing a good job.

Ryan gets up to his feet as WISHING STAR does the same, Ryan doesn't let him rest through as he uses the bent knee of WISHING STAR as the step up portion of the step up enzeguri that sends WISHING STAR back down to the canvas. Ryan pulls him back up to a vertical base, knowing this match is far from over. Ryan sends WISHING STAR into the ropes, jumping into the air for a leap frog on his rebound instead though he turns it into a hurricanrana flipping WISHING STAR over to the canvas where he makes another cover.



Thr-- WISHING STAR able to kick out and keep this match going here as the crowd is going wild for the action inside the ring. KUMQUAT KID knows that something has to be done to put this newcomer away he synches in a front facelock,before running towards the ropes. KUMQUAT KID springs himself to the middle rope, twisting around sending Wishing Star's head into the canvas with a tornado DDT, Ryan makes the cover.




Jon McDaniel: Wishing Star able to kick out in the "nick" of time.

Brian Rentfro: Only three more minutes until the bidding ends...

KUMQUAT KID pulls WISHING STAR up to his feet once more, but WISHING STAR with a step middle punch blocks KUMQUAT KID from locking in the front facelock for a second time, he shoves KUMQUAT KID back from him. WISHING STAR dives to the side, delivering a cartwheel kick that takes Ryan down to the canvas. WISHING STAR hits the ropes quickly with a baseball slide dropkick to Ryan's face rolling him over onto his front. WISHING STAR pulls KUMQUAT KID up a bit, slamming his hand into the nerve at KUMQUAT KID 's shoulder, wearing him down quickly with the nerve strike. KUMQUAT KID grunts out from the quick and sharp pain, but refuses to submit as the referee checks on his condition. KUMQUAT KID lunges for and grabs the bottom rope, breaking the hold. WISHING STAR does not let up though as he pulls KUMQUAT KID up to a vertical base. WISHING STAR sends KUMQUAT KID into the ropes, WISHING STAR with a crescent kick that almost takes Ryan down, but catches enough of him to daze him thoroughly.

Jon McDaniel: Wishing Starr with some big offensive moves has taken control of this match here.

Brian Rentfro: Only forty-five seconds...

Jon McDaniel: Tushkahoma Block to wristlock.

WISHING STAR with a single-handed wristlock on both of KUMQUAT KID 's hands. WISHING STAR with a nerve strike kick to the right knee brings Kumquat Kid to one knee, a second nerve
strike kick to Kumquat Kid's ankle brings him down to both knees. A strike to the back of KUMQUAT KID 's neck knocks him out on the canvas.

Jon McDaniel: The Maghreb Marionette!

Brian Rentfro: Damn! I hate... absolutely hate last second bidders!




Ding! Ding! Ding!

Eric Emerson: Winner of the match... The Wishing Star!

Brian Rentfro: What, over already?

Jon McDaniel: Wishing Star with an impressive upset win here tonight. What were you bidding on anyways?

Brian Rentfro: Vintage Smurf lunch tray.

A Starr's Reply

Nutt Up or Shut Up...

Brian Rentfro: Well, folks, Rampage is looking good tonight, and I can't wait as it looks like things are heating up!!

Jon McDaniel: That's right, Brian, and speaking of heating up, we have one hell of a rivalry heating up between two of Rampage's number one contenders. World Champion contender Matthew Engel took a loss via disqualification to Intercontinental Title contender Shadow Starr last week, and a battle of words has ensued.

Brian Rentfro: Matthew Engel used that punk Starr to send a message to Hayes, and now Shadow thinks he can go and run his mouth. I mean, he gets beat twice by the same guy, and then he wants to bitch because he won via dq? Take a damn win gracefully, and get over yourself.

Jon McDaniel: Shadow does, however, have a point. Engel did win their first encounter because of Pantheon interference. And nailing Shadow with that chair during the match last week does question whether Shadow has improved enough to actually have the ability to defeat Engel.

Brian Rentfro: Are you actually telling me that you believe Shadow Starr to be in the same league as Matthew Engel?

Jon McDaniel: Well, he believes so, and that's half the battle right there. And Shadow's opponent this week, Emperor Ian, mentioned that Shadow has indeed changed from the man he faced months ago. If this verbal war between Shadow and Engel comes full tilt on the Halloween edition of Rampage, we could see a side of Shadow that noone has seen yet...

At this, the lights fade, leaving a single beam of light on the entrance ramp. A few chords of DJ Krylon Blues' remix of Second to None hits the speakers, red and violet beams joining the first. An explosion lights the pathway as Shadow Starr enters, uncharactaristically somber. He walks to the ring, still playing a bit to the fans but less enthusiastic.

Brian Rentfro: Aw, looks like Shadow's about to cry!! HA!

Shadow slides into the ring, waving to the fans. He calls for a mic, his music fading as he brings it to his lips. The crowd roars, Shadow taking a minute to focus before he speaks to the masses.

Shadow Starr: I've had an interesting seven days. I left this very ring last week in pain, multiple bruises caused by one Matthew Engel. I had to take some painkillers this week to offset my training because of the damage inflicted on me by the steel chair. This past Wednesday, on Chaos, I was involved in the Grizzly Beer Championship Tournament finals, where my injuries hindered me enough to lose the final spot at Bad Blood. My destiny to become both Intercontinental Champion and Grizzly Beer Champion at Bad Blood, my call to become PWA's second Double Champion, was ripped from me. And now I must address one of the most serious matches of my career, a match that may very well cement everything I have worked for in my career.

The fans begin to cheer as Shadow takes a breath, looking skyward. He strokes his chin, pondering his next thoughts.

Brian Rentfro: Shadow's career? That joke of a record? What the hell is he talking about?

Jon McDaniel: Hush, Brian. This is important! He's addressing Engel!

Shadow Starr: Matthew Engel this week offered a challenge. Six days after Bad Blood, he and I would compete in an Iron Man match. Six days after our individual championship matches, we would meet in a hellacious match that has been known to shorten careers. And should Engel win his match at Bad Blood, this match would be a World Championship defense. It strikes me as odd that someone, even a World Champion, would suggest such a match after having such a career and life altering match for the World Title mere days beforehand. Jethro has proved that he is no pushover, and to think that Engel would be willing to put that much on the line so soon after a match of those proportions... it's astounding, to tell the truth. I suppose in some ways I have a task of my own; having to defeat three other men to become IC Champion, while less career threating, is exhausting in its own rights. But after the events of this past week, I have reached a decision.

Brian Rentfro: He's backing down. Ain't gonna be in the mindset to take on Engel after getting his but handed to him by Aeriola Raps.

Jon McDaniel: Aeolus Wrath, Brian, and don't be so sure. Shadow could surprise us all.

Brian Rentfro: Aeoliolious, whatever. He's on Chaos, how great can he be?

Shadow Starr: I have only had one taste of World Championship gold, and that was so long ago that it has grown stale. An Intercontinental Championship reign, while prestigious, is not quite as satisfying. So after my match this week, I had to ask myself whether facing Matthew Engel was worth it. Whether risking my health, my destiny, my career, was worth stepping into the ring, fighting my heart and soul out, for one more taste of World Championship gold. And after feeling every inch of damage that Engel inflicted on me, after Aeolus reopened every wound, I came to one simple answer.


Brian Rentfro: WHAT?!?

Jon McDaniel: He's gonna do it!!

Shadow Starr: After everything we've been through, Matthew Engel, I owe it to these fans, and I owe it to myself to prove that I am better than you. After five years of clawing my way through multiple federations against various opponents, I owe it to my fans and myself to acheive the ultimate goal. After all this time, it is only right that I take you on, man to man, face to face, and prove once and for all that I am a World Champion. Sure, you may lose to Jethro at Bad Blood, and the World Heavyweight Championship will have to wait. But beating you means that I am worthy of the title, it means that I am ready for my spotlight, it means that Shadow Starr, the Original Legend of Shadows, the King of this Ring, MR. PWA...

Shadow pauses as the crowd roars, excitement building on every word. He takes it all in, continuing.

Shadow Starr: ... Is ready to become the face... of... wrestling. You know I've surpassed myself, you proved that when you attacked me last week. You know I've unlocked my potential, that I have managed to rise above, that I can beat you. And now, Matthew Engel, you have given both of us the chance to put up or shut up. Well, Engel, here it is, the final straw. If you defeat Jethro Hayes at Bad Blood, our match will be for the World Heavyweight Championship. If, however, you do not succeed in clinching the World Title, I will place my newly won Intercontinental Championship on the line, simply as a token to prove that I know you will fall by my hand. You will learn, Matthew Engel, that while the gold of championship may sparkle and glitter, while you may temporarily glow in the lights of victory, all of that will one day fade away, and you will learn, Matthew Engel, that a Starr...

The crowd chimes in, nearly drowning out Shadow as he finishes his famous quote.

Shadow Starr and Crowd: ALWAYS shines!

Shadow drops the mic, his music blasting over the PA. He makes his way backstage, setting up for his match with Ian. As the music fades, Brian and Jon trade remarks.

Brian Rentfro: Well, Shadow's throwing his career away. Oh, well, it was fun.

Jon McDaniel: You never know, Brian! Shadow may very well upset Matthew Engel at Rampage, and if he does, we may very well be looking at the second NEW World Champion and Shadow's first World Title win in the PWA!

Brian Rentfro: Yeah, not gonna happen. Next match, please.

The Andalusian vs 'The Show' Chad Kurtis

IC Contendership Match; Special Guest Ref: Marxx

Eric Emerson: The following match is set for one fall with a twenty minute time limit.

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

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

Eric Emerson: Introducing first, from New Brunswick, Canada, by the way of Indianapolis, Indiana: he is your special guest referee and current PWA Intercontinental Champion… Marxx!

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

The audience listens as a trumpet fanfare echoes through the stadium, lauding the beginning of Return of the Tres as it starts to
play through the loudspeakers.

The lights dim, slightly.

Intermittently, the music is accompanied by the sound of lightning bolts as the strobes flash in unison. A horse's whinny can be heard echoing from far
away, presumably the halls behind the entranceway.

In a scarlet vest, a brown suede duster and brown leather-hide chaps, a barefoot man hides his face under the silhouette of a wide-brimmed sombrero cordobés
a la Zorro. He cracks a long black leather whip, and tilts his head up, allowing the lights from the room to illuminate his tan face.

He slowly walks to the ring, his gait is altered slightly - he appears to limp like John Wayne, as if his legs were sore from riding a horse. As he walks,
he slowly removes his jacket, which makes him look a bit like Kung Lao from the Mortal Kombat universe. He neatly folds his jacket, and sets it on a table
at the side of the ring, carefully placing his hat atop it.

With a few well placed hops, The Andalusian finds himself springing into the ring, using the ropes to propel himself upward. He drops in a low, wide stance,
and slowly runs his fingers through his hair.

The lights go out and you hear the soundbyte, 'Ali said I'm the greatest' then on the 'titantron' a old style movie house clip advertising
the snack bar comes on then 'Cocky' hit the speakers and pryos go off as 'The Show' makes his way to the ring.

Jon McDaniel: Marxx out here to find out one of the men going for his Intercontinental Championship at Bad Blood.

Brian Rentfro: He has no business out here.

Marxx calls for the bell and the two men come to the center of the ring. Chad Kurtis offers a handshake, The Andalusian reaches to shake his hand. The Andalusian wastes little time and hits a Palm
Strike to the chest of Kurtis. The Andalusian then Irish whips Chad Kurtis into the far corner. The Andalusian charges and misses a Stinger Styled Splash. Chad doesn't capitalize
right away. He collects his thoughts and allows The Andalusian to shake off the effects of the missed maneuver. Chad asks The Andalusian for a "Test of Strength". The crowd
tells The Andalusian to, but "Show" urges him into it. The Andalusian puts his right hand up to meet Chad's, but wait... ROARING ELBOW FROM THE ANDALUSIAN !
Chad is knocked to the mat, the crowd explodes with boos. The Andalusian takes advantage of Chad’s good naturedness. Chad rolls to
the outside of the ring.

Jon McDaniel: The Andalusian with the only offense so far.

Brian Rentfro: Because he has more talent than Chad Kurtis, that is why.

Marxx's count reaches seven as Chad crawls back
in the ring. The Andalusian doesn't let him in freely, and hits him with a leg drop to the back of Chad's head. The Andalusian goes for the cover.



Barely a two count and "The Show" kicks out furiously. The Andalusian gets up and tries to bring Chad with him. Chad on one knee, delivers an elbow to the stomach.
The Andalusian doubles over and AX KICK FROM CHAD! Chad gets some "uncle mo" on his side, and has The Andalusian down. Chad rolls him on to his back
and STANDING SHOOTING STAR PRESS! Chad stays on him, hooks the leg and




Brian Rentfro: That looked like a fast count from Marxx.

Jon McDaniel: Why does he care who wins this match one way or the other?

Brian Rentfro: Don’t ask me to figure out the mind of a mad man.

Back to the action as Chad goes for the BEST MOONSAULT EVER! KNEES UP! The Andalusian got his knees up, and Chad is writhing in pain on the mat. The Andalusian gets
up and is waiting for Chad to rise too. He does and The Andalusian hits Chad with a drop kick that is BEEEE U TIFUL! Chad rolls to the outside once again, and again
takes the chance to re-cooperate. The Andalusian has had enough of all this recooperating garbage and heads outside. Marxx is counting
them both out now. Chad doesn't see The Andalusian behind him... DRAGON SUPLEX ON THE FLOOR!

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! The Andalusian is up and picks the lifeless Chad Kurtis up. He rolls him in the ring. The Andalusian gets in too and covers.




The Andalusian can't believe it. He hooks the leg and gets Chad away from the ropes.



Shoulder up and the match continues. The Andalusian goes for the Stretch Plumb but gets kicked away. Chad gets up and The Andalusian walks into a SUPERKICK! Chad goes
for the pin.



Shoulder up... deja vu! Chad looks frustrated. He goes back up top and once again attempts THE BEST MOONSAULT EVER! It connects this time! Chad covers,
hooks the leg!



KICK OUT! The fans cheer their choice on, as neither man can score a pinfall. Chad snap mares The Andalusian over, and then applies a rear chin lock. He cinches it in. The Andalusian
is trying to get up, and gets to one knee. He elbows Chad in the stomach, but Chad doesn't let go. Chad has a side headlock as The Andalusian gets to both feet. The Andalusian
shoots Chad into the ropes, and catches Chad with a huge double chop to the chest. Chad crashes to the mat, rises quickly and receives a Japanese Arm Drag.
The Andalusian holds on for an armlock. He wrenches hard and Chad gets in the ropes quickly.

Jon McDaniel: The first part of the match was more Chad's pace, now it looks like The Andalusian is gonna force his style on Chad.

Chad is against the ropes and The Andalusian hits him with an PALM STRIKE ACROSS THE CHEST! The crowd is behind The Andalusian as the momentum builds. Chad is sent into
the ropes via an Irish Whip. On the rebound, The Andalusian executes a drop toe hold, taking Chad down. The Andalusian gets up and as Chad tries to, he receives a martial arts
kick to the back of his head. Chad goes limp. The Andalusian covers.




The Andalusian drives a knee to the ribs of Chad, as Chad tries rolling out of the ring again. The Andalusian tries another one, but misses. Chad rolls under the ropes and gets
on the ring apron. The Andalusian comes over to him and receives a shoulder to the midsection. Chad leaps over the top rope, and lands in position of the C...K...
FINNNAALLLE! That never gets off the ground as The Andalusian holds onto the middle rope. Chad tries to get it but instead gets back body dropped. The Andalusian waits like
a preying wolf, and gets Chad to rise. DRAGON SUPLEX FOR A PIN!




Jon McDaniel: The former REBEL Pro Champ will not go down.

Brian Rentfro: The Bears look good for this upcoming game.

Jon McDaniel: Can you just watch the match instead of picking your Fantasy Football players?

Both men are getting more frustrated with every failed pin attempt. Chad blocks a front face lock and counters with a NORTHERN LIGHT SUPLEX WITH A BRIDGE!



NOT THREE! Chad is getting upset at himself for not being able to put him away.

Jon McDaniel: Another near fall.
The Andalusian gets up and Chad throws the Bluegrass fist to him... VAN DAMINATOR ON THE ANDALUSIAN . Chad makes the cover.



Brian Rentfro: HE KICKED OUT! How the hell did he do that?

Chad is stunned, but soldiers on. Chad picks up The Andalusian and goes behind for a GERMAN SUPLEX! He rolls with it, and ANOTHER
GERMAN SUPLEX! He is going for a third and The Andalusian blocks it. The Andalusian does a standing switch after that and GERMAN SUPLEX NO BRIDGE... ALL IMPACT! The Andalusian covers!




Both men get up rather slow. They look at each other and The Andalusian goes for a roaring elbow, but on the spin, "The Show" steps up and GERMAN SUPLEX! He got his
third one. He covers!




"The Show" gets up, stunned that the match isn't over. The Andalusian finally gets up and receives a boot to the gut.


Jon McDaniel: It's OVER, Rentfro!




Ding! Ding! Ding!

Eric Emerson: Winner of the match “The Show” Chad…. Kurtis!

Chamelion vs The Crimson Ghost

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!


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

As the music fades, Chamelion drops down and turns, but his smile doesn’t leave his face, and his head remains lowered as he sways a little from left to right, as if in a trance, ready to face the obstacle in front of him. The lights go dark and the arena remains dark for several moments, leaving the audience wondering what's in store for them until finally the odd opening of 'Spider Baby' fills the room, an evil-sounding laugh filling the arena. The arena is blanketted in red light when we see the unsettling visage of the Crimson Ghost has appeared in the entranceway.

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Crimson Ghost sits in the corner of the ring, staring down Chamelion now as the crowd settles down in anticipation.


Chamelion and Ghost rush towards each other now and lock horns. Chamelion lifts his knee and savagely hits a european uppercut straight to the jaw of Crimson Ghost, sending him back. Chamelion quick to capitalize as he rushes forward with a clotheseline, knocking Ghost down to the mat. Chamelion starts laying in swift curbside kicks to his ribs now, holding onto the ropes for leverage as the official asks him to break it up. Chamelion starts and throws his arms up into the air, taunting the booing crowd now as Ghost gets to his feet. Chamelion turns around and Ghost is quick to attempt grab him, but Chamelion is on guard and headbutts Ghost back. Ghost recoils but grabs onto Chamelion and quicky hits a thunderous snap suplex.

Jon McDaniel: I think we're in for a rumble!

Brian Rentfro: Please don't ever say that again.

Chamelion is quick to recover, he rolls out of the way of a standing leg drop from Ghost. Ghost favors his leg as Chamelion rushes towards him, but Ghost is up and hits a perfect russian leg sweep to take Chamelion out. Yet Chamelion rolls over and locks in a figure four leg lock suddenly, causing tremendous pain to Crimson Ghost. Chamelion holds it tightly now, nodding his head and laughing as he viciously pulls and weaves placing more and more pressure on Ghost. Chamelion lets go finally and stands up, as Ghost uses the ropes to get himself up. Ghost thrusts forward with an incredible super kick, knocking Chamelion to the mat.

Jon McDaniel: That was incredible!

Brian Rentfro: Yeah, yeah. Luck I tell you. Luck.

Jon McDaniel: Nothing lucky about skill.

Ghost waits for Chamelion to get up again, and Crimson Ghost blood spits! Yet Chamelion moves aside to dodge the blood, and kicks Ghost in the gut and hits him down with a 3/4 neckbreaker! Chamelion quick to his feet now and he picks up Ghost by his head and whips him into the turnbuckle. Chamelion starts sending heavy backhanded chops to Crimson Ghost's chest, the sounds echoing throughout the arena. Chamelion climbs up, standing over Ghost as he starts punching him in the face. He lays in a number of heavy hits until Ghost grabs Chamelion by the waist and walks forward, dropping him down in a devastating powerbomb. Ghost gets into a sitdown position for the pin.




Chamelion easily kicks out, and uses his heels to kick Ghost in the face. Ghost rolls back and Chamelion himself rolls away to get up. Both men are up now and Chamelion bounces off the ropes heading towards Ghost. Chamelion fakes a clotheseline, which Ghost ducks. But Chamelion grabs Ghost by the arm, underhooking Ghost's right arm between his legs and then grabbing him up and flipping him over down and onto the mat. Chamelion climbs up to the top rope and comes off with a top rope leg drop, landing over Ghost's neck. Ghost coughs and holds his throat as Chamelion pushes the referee to the mat. Chamelion lifts up Ghost's legs and viciously kicks him in the groin area repeatedly until the official gets up to yell at him. Ghost gets up as Chamelion and the referee argue, and Ghost comes in to clotheseline Chamelion, but Chamelion is aware and side steps the attack, leaving Ghost to clothesline the referee down and out on the mat.

Jon McDaniel: Uh oh. This doesn't look good as the referee officiating this match up has just been knocked out by Crimson Ghost.

Brian Rentfro: What a cheater! How dare he do that!?

Jon McDaniel: He isn't the one doing low blows, now is he Brian?

Brian Rentfro: Low blows you call it. I say they're deceptive maneuvers.

Jon McDaniel: What?

Brian Rentfro: Yep.

Chamelion slides out of the ring right away, grabbing the bell used to ding the ringbell. He slides back in but Ghost is waiting for him, and Chamelion attempts to slam the bell over Ghost's face. Ghost ducks but
Chamelion drops the bell right away on Ghost's foot. Ghost staggers back, limping with his foot in pain as Chamelion goes in for a grapple. Chamelion and Ghost have a power struggle, but Chamelion manages to get the upperhand and DDT's Ghost right onto the ring bell. The loud DING is heard throughout the arena, as Chamelion gets up and starts smashing Ghost's face against the bell. Chamelion finally stops and smiles at the booing crowd. Ghost is dizzy as he gets up, and Chamelion jumps back before sending a lightning quick foot forward. The Sweet Sound of Success! Yet Ghost finds it in himself to grab Chamelion's leg and spins Chamelion around before locking in a cobra clutch hold! The crowd goes nuts as both men fall to their knees. Chamelion reaching his arms out for something, anything, as Crimson Ghost keeps the hold tightly locked around Chamelion's neck. The referee is only starting to get up at this point.

Jon McDaniel: And now it seems the match is going in the right direction! Chamelion can be real unsportsmanlike, you know?

Brian Rentfro: I have no idea what you're talking about.

The referee is slow to get up now as Chamelion tries hard to reach forward for the ringbell in front of him. As he reaches forward, the cobra clutch from Crimson Ghost rises in pressure and power but Chamelion finally gets the ring bell and swings it back, smashing it straight over Ghost's face. Chamelion slides it out of the ring as the referee comes to. Chamelion stands over Ghost now smirking, kicking in his arm to his side to make sure Ghost is straight on the mat as he runs for the ropes and comes flying back down with The Final Touch! Chamelion hooks the leg!



Eric Emerson: The winner of this match, by pinfall, CHAMELION!

Shadow Starr vs Emperor Ian

As soon as the bell was sounded, you got exactly what you expected from two of the top names on the Rampage Roster. Former PWA Unified Tag champion Emperor Ian goes to with some brutal suplexes, looking to focus on the neck of Starr. It looked as if everything was going to take a turn for the worse as Ian looked to nail the Face Smasher Bomb. But the former IC Champion & CTC Champion, Shadow Starr, wasn’t about to let that happen. Utilizing with well placed closed fist, Starr uses his boxing background to slowly switch the tide in the match. But the ref would only allow so many closed fists and told Starr anymore and he would call the match.

But Starr didn’t let that stop him from working over Ian’s ribs and back for most of the match, trying to set up for the Grim Reaper. The match came to a spill over when both heavyweights started to trade shots in the middle of the ring. Both men take turns getting the upper hand, but neither willing to budge too much for the other man to get the true upper hand. Both men start pulling out all the stops, starr trying to put a period on his statement towards Engel earlier this evening and Ian trying to show that he deserves the spotlight that he is getting. It wasn’t until Ian went to the well one too many times, allowing Shadow Starr to fight his way back into the top position in this match. Ian try to get back to the top by using a Arn Anderson style spinebuster, only to have Starr wiggle out and nail The Grim Reaper to secure the win...

Eric Emerson: And the Winner...SHADOW STARR!!!!

Matthew Engel & Raizzor vs Jethro Hayes & Riona Langly

Main Event

Jon McDaniel: Brian, are you ready for this?

Brian Rentfro: Oh yeah, Jon. This match is going to be insane.

Eric Emerson: Ladies and Gentlemen... welcome to the main event! This match is a tag match and scheduled for one pinfall or submission. Introducing first, hailing from Milwaukee, Wisconsin...

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


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


"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. The crowd begins to rain down boos upon him, but all he can do is smile to himself. He removes his tuxedo jacket, dress shirt, and tie. He is wearing his usual white wife-beater, dark green dress pants, and black boots.

Eric Emerson: And his partner, from Las Vegas, Nevada...

A single GONG echoes through out the arena, as smoke begins to rise up on the stage. Suddenly, multiple pyros shoot off, making a trail from the outside of the stage, then down the ramp and finishing as the four corners of the ring shoot pyro into the air!

Eric Emerson: He stands 6'8" and weighs in tonight at 285 pounds... the Soul-taker... RAIZZOR!!!!

Once the smoke begins to settle, Raizzor appears in the center of the ring, shedding his leather duster and throwing it out of the ring. Him and Engel get together in their corner of the ring, talking a bit of strategy before the match.

Eric Emerson: And their opponents... introducing first, from Lenox, Georgia...

"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 World Championship 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: ..he stands at six feet seven inches, he weighs in at three hundred and fifteen pounds... he is your Pioneer Wrestling Association World Heavyweight 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

"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 his partner is introduced.

"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 "

Jon McDaniel: Engel and Hayes are in a stare down, folks, and the intensity is amazing.

Brian Rentfro: Hayes better not do anything foolish.

A soft pinging noise fills the speakers, moving across the arena as the lights flicker along with it. As the pinging comes to a stop, the lights in the arena shut off completely, and orchestral intro to "Planet Hell" by Nightwish begins. The crowd doesn't really know what to think as images of angels and death flash across the screen, superimposed with flashes of ring action. The lights begin to flicker along with the beat of the drums. And without a warning, the music stops and a massive explosion of red pyro goes off on both sides of the entrance ramp as the the guitars kick in most mightily, the lights coming back on with a fury. Blue lasers fly about the arena as Marco Hietala begins singing.

### Denying the lying ###
### A million children fighting ###
### For lives in strife ###
### For hope beyond the horizon ###

The lasers switch to a reddish hue as Tajra begins to sing....

### A dead world ###
### A dark path ###
### Not even crossroads to choose from ###
### All the blood red carpets before me ###
### Behold this fair creation of God ###

As Tajra's pace and the music calm down considerably, a spotlight bursts out from in front of the curtain as a figure slowly makes its way out in front of it, head tilted down. The figure stops just in front of the light, head tilted down. Her long, black hair flows over her shoulders, bangs at the front hiding her face as she silohettes herself on the light.

Eric Emerson: "Introducing his partner, she stands 5 feet, 9 inches and weighed in this morning at 142 pounds..."

### My only wish to leave behind ###
### All the days of the earth ###
### An everyday hell of my kingdom come ###

The woman slowly lifts her head up, hair hanging down over her face and obscuring most of it. Finally, as the second of the song begins, she throws her arms out to the side in a crucifix pose and flicks her head back, her hair flying back over her shoulders and revealing her face. A huge pop occurs as a stream of silver sparks fall from the screen above her, the light behind her blacking out. She ignores any sort of minor pain that the sparks would be causing her as three silver fireworks shoot off from the top of the tron to fly off and hit sets above the ring, causing minor explosions and the lasers to switch back to blue.

### The first rock thrown again ###
### Welcome to hell, little Saint ###
### Mother Gaia in slaughter ###
### Welcome to paradise soldier ###

Riona drops her pose and paces each side of the entrance ramp, mentally preparing herself for the match as she loosens her muscles up a bit with a little bounce.

Eric Emerson: "She comes to us from Philadelphia, Pennslyvania and is the Celestial Trigger..."

### My first cry neverending ###
### All life is to fear for life ###
### You fool, you wanderer ###
### You challenged the gods and lost ###

Riona returns to the middle of the entranceway and begins to make her way down the ramp as silver sparks suddenly fly up from either side of the entrance ramp to shower down over her, creating a tunnel of sorts due to the arching shape. Riona's typical neutral gaze not showing much of her thoughts towards the crowd. The arching shape keeps her from specifically reaching out for high fives, but she doesn't bother to stop the few pats on the back she gets through the tunnel of sparks. Riona stops at the bottom of the ramp as the sparks finally dissipate, looking up into the ring for a few moments before walking over to and up the stairs. She quickly climbs up to the top turnbuckle and snaps off a crucifix pose as silver pyro shoots up from the other three turnbuckles with a loud pop as soon as the chorus begins.


### Save yourself a penny for the ferryman ###
### Save yourself and let them suffer ###
### In hope ###
### In love ###
### This world ain't ready for The Ark ###

She holds the pose there while the chorus goes on, the lasers finally ending. Finally, Riona lowers her arms and hops down into to her corner, doing some last minute stretches and getting ready for the match as the lights return to normal. Her and Jethro begin to talk some strategy in their corner, deciding who should start first.

Jon McDaniel: It seems that Engel has opted to start first for his team.
Brian Rentfro: Of course. I know Raizzor is Chamelion's brother and all, but Engel is the brains and the true leader on this team.

Jon McDaniel: I wouldn't be so sure. Both men are cunning individuals both in and out of the ring.

Engel jogs in one spot in his corner, awaiting to see who will start first for Riona and Jethro. Jethro lowers his head for a moment, and then gives Riona a pat on the shoulder. Jethro slips through the ropes to the apron.

Jon McDaniel: Wow, Riona has decided to go first for her team. I would have thought Hayes would be begging for the chance at Engel.

Brian Rentfro: Hayes is scared, Jon!


The bell sounds and Riona and Engel begin to circle each other in the ring. Riona stops and taunts Engel to bring it. Engel smiles and goes after Riona. They lock up and Engel gets the advantage immediately. Riona tries to stand her ground but Engel shoves her into a neutral corner. Engel lets go for a split second only to give Riona a shot to the stomach. Engel follows up with some quick knee strikes and an elbow to Riona's head. Engel grabs Riona by the head and tries to slam her face-first into the turnbuckle, but Riona counters with a toe stomp on Engel. Riona hits a vicious chop on Engel's chest.

Crowd: WHOO!

Riona hits a dropkick on Engel who goes down. Riona goes toward the ropes and comes off the middle rope with a springboard senton splash. She tries to cover Engel.


Kick out!

Jon McDaniel: An early kick out there, Brian.

Brian Rentfro: What is she doing? She knows she'll need more than that.

Riona is smiling and begins to viciously nail Engel with rights and lefts. She gets Engel to his feet and gives him a big european uppercut. Split flies from Engel's mouth and Riona takes him back down again with a running knee to the head. Riona stops on Engel viciously and then awaits for him to get up.

Jon McDaniel: Now Riona is stalking Engel... this can't be good.

Brian Rentfro: Raizzor is trying to give Engel some encouragement but it doesn't seem to be helping.

Engel gets up to a knee and Riona charges at him, trying for a soccer kick to the back of his head. Engel slips out of the ring just before she can connect. Riona kicks nothing but rope, and yells at Engel to get back in the ring. Engel simply points to his temple.

Jon McDaniel: I wouldn't want to be Engel right now.

Brian Rentfro: You're like the only person in the world who would say that.

Jon McDaniel: Eh... I don't know about that.

Engel hops up to the apron as referee Lance Weston tries to hold Riona back so Engel can get back in the ring. Engel slips through the ropes and the ref moves out of the way. Riona comes charging in with a kick but Engel grabs her leg. Riona immediately goes for an enziguri but Engel ducks the quick kick from Riona. Engel, still holding onto that leg, wheelbarrorws Riona out to the middle of the ring and puts her in an anklelock!

Brian Rentfro: Oh yeah! Riona is in some serious pain now!

Jon McDaniel: Engel's got that anklelock in pretty good and Hayes looks a little worried in his corner.

Ref Lance Weston continues to ask Riona if she wants to give up but Riona continues to say 'Never!'

Brian Rentfro: Come on Riona! You got no where to go!

Riona Langly: NEVER! NEVER!

Engel twists that ankle of hers harder, and she yells out in pain. Riona is scrambling as much as she can, trying to get to a rope. Engel's strength over here is considerable, but Riona is slowly crawling toward.. Jethro.

Jon McDaniel: Wait, she might not be able to get to the rope but if she can tag Jethro in?

Brian Rentfro: Don't even say it.

Riona is scrambling more and more, and Engel is having a tough time keep the lock on. Riona is screaming out..

Riona Langly: NEVER! BREAK IT!

Engel loosens his grip for a second to gain a much tighter and severe grip, but Riona uses that opportunity to move very close to Jethro. She reaches out her hand and Jethro's long arm makes the tag.

Jon McDaniel: SHE GOT IT!

Hayes climbs through the ropes and hits Engel with a clothesline! Engel gets back up and Jethro nails him with a right, then a left. Hayes kicks Engel low and plants Engel into the mat with a double-arm DDT! And Hayes isn't finished as he runs over and hits a surprise attack on Raizzor!

Brian Rentfro: Raizzor falls off the apron! Crap!

Jon McDaniel: The fans are getting behind their World Champion!

Riona uses the ropes to get back up and into her corner. Hayes gets Engel to his feet and gives him several punches to the stomach. Engel gets tossed into the corner. Jethro on the rally goes to the opposite corner and into a 3-point stance.

Jon McDaniel: THE PLOW!

Brian Rentfro: CRAP! Jethro connects and crushes Engel in the corner!

Engel falls to the mat and Jethro makes a cover.




Brian Rentfro: Phew! I thought Jethro had it...

Jon McDaniel: Engel is known for his resilience, but still... what a move from Jethro.

Hayes gets Engel to his feet and slams him into the turnbuckle. Hayes hits a huge german suplex on Engel. Raizzor finally gets back to the apron and notices Hayes is on the offensive. Hayes gives Engel a left punch, then a right punch, and then gets him to his feet. Hayes whips Engel into the ropes nearby Raizzor, who slaps Engel on the back for the tag. The ref sees it, but Hayes doesn't. Hayes hits Engel with a powerslam! Raizzor climbs over the top rope and Hayes notices his presence. Hayes turns around to defend himself but Raizzor grabs him by the throat!

Brian Rentfro/Jon McDaniel: CHOKESLAM!

Raizzor slams Jethro to the mat. What power from the big man! Raizzor covers Jethro.



Broken up by Riona!

Jon McDaniel: Good teamwork there from Riona, keeping her team alive in this match.

Brian Rentfro: Lucky! Hayes was finished after that chokeslam.

Raizzor gets to his feet and looks at Riona, who climbs back into her corner. Raizzor gives her an evil look, and then grabs Hayes by the head getting him to his feet. Raizzor nails Hayes with calculated rights and lefts to the body and head. Raizzor sends Hayes into the ropes, but Hayes reverses and sends Raizzor into the ropes instead. Raizzor comes back and hits a flying clothesline on Hayes! Raizzor gets to his feet and goes into the ropes. He comes back and nails a snap legdrop on Hayes. He covers...



Kick out!

Engel slams the turnbuckle in frustration, yelling that Raizzor had the 3.

Jon McDaniel: Engel not too happy with that call.

Brian Rentfro: Weston is slow-counting up there, Jon! It's ridiculous!

Hayes tries to get up to his feet and tag in Riona, but Raizzor grabs Hayes by the head. Raizzor slams his big forearm into Jethro's chest several times, and then raises his right arm like he was going for an elbow drop. Raizzor falls on top of Jethro, with his elbow over Jethro's throat, and slams Jethro into the mat. Raizzor quickly gets up and comes down with that same elbow across his throat. Raizzor does it again, and again. Raizzor gets Hayes to his feet and whips him into the Pantheon's corner. Ref Lance Weston tries to tell Raizzor to back it up and let Jethro out of the corner, and while the ref is distracted, Engel begins to choke Jethro from behind.

Jon McDaniel: Oh come on! Turn around Lance!

Brian Rentfro: Now that's teamwork Jon!

Lance turns around but Engel broke the chokehold. Raizzor walks into the corner and slams his big knee into Jethro's stomach. Raizzor tags in Engel, and then grabs Hayes by the arm. He puts Hayes in a standing arm bar and holds him there while Engel goes to the top rope. Engel leaps off and slams his elbow right into Jethro's right shoulder.

Brian Rentfro: OUCH!

Raizzor goes back on the apron and Engel goes off on Hayes, nailing him with right punches. Engel kicks Hayes low and returns the favor with a DDT. Engel gets to his feet and smiles. With every stomp he gives the World Champion, he gives Riona a sadisitic look. Riona is nothing but fury in her corner.

Jon McDaniel: What's to stop Riona from going after Engel right now?

Brian Rentfro: The rules, maybe?

Jon McDaniel: She doesn't play by the rules!

Riona has had enough and gets into the ring. Raizzor gets in as well. Riona tries to go after Engel but Raizzor intervenes with the big boot. No, Riona ducks underneath and then hits Engel in the face with a vicious side kick! Engel falls to the mat and Raizzor turns around. Riona tries to cut down the big man. Riona hits him with rights and lefts, and then some chops.

Crowd: WHOOO!

Raizzor is dazed for a second, but grabs Riona by the throat. He throws her into the corner with ease and then smashes her head in with an charging elbow strike. Raizzor does it again, and again. Hayes gets up to his feet and grabs Raizzor from behind. He hooks Raizzor up in a full-nelson and throws him overhead and Raizzor crashes into the mat. Hayes checks on Riona, but gets a tap on the shoulder and then a kick to the face from Engel! Riona charges at Engel, but Engel hip tosses Riona to the mat. Engel stomps on Riona a little bit, but Hayes is back to his feet. Hayes hits Engel in the side of the head with his right hand, and then kicks Engel low.

Jon McDaniel: THE PLANTER!

Brian Rentfro: Holy *BEEP*!

Hayes destroys Engel with the Planter in the middle of the ring. Hayes covers.



Broken up by Raizzor!

Jon McDaniel: Damn! Hayes almost had the 3! This match might never get a winner!

Brian Rentfro: All this talent in the ring at once, all the experience... I would be surprised... if the Pantheon didn't win.

Lance Weston tries to gain control of the match by telling Raizzor to go back to the corner, but Raizzor doesn't listen. Instead he grabs Riona by the head and then by the throat. He lifts her up and chokeslams her to the mat!

Brian Rentfro: The Soul-taker is cleaning house!

Hayes gets to his feet and tries to go after Raizzor. Raizzor blocks a right punch from Hayes and nails Hayes with a chop to the throat. Raizzor lifts Hayes vertically into the air and suspends Hayes in mid-air.

Jon McDaniel: Look at the power from Raizzor! Hayes is well over 300 pounds!

Raizzor holds Hayes up there a little longer and then suplexes him to the mat. The ring shakes violently. Now, Raizzor finally goes back to his turnbuckle. Riona rolled outside to regain her strength from that vicious chokeslam, and Engel is finally getting to a knee after the Planter. Raizzor wants the tag.

Brian Rentfro: Raizzor is begging for a tag from Engel. He wants to finish Hayes off!

Riona circles the outside of the ring and gets to her corner. Hayes is looking for a tag himself, and Riona would be more than happy to oblige even after that chokeslam. Engel is crawling toward Raizzor, and Hayes is crawling toward Riona.

Jon McDaniel: Both parties are trying to go for a tag!

Brian Rentfro: Riona is foolish to think she can take on Raizzor!

Hayes reaches out and tags Riona. Engel reaches out and tags Raizzor. Riona comes in quicker and nails Raizzor with a roundhouse! She cuts Raizzor down with sharp kicks to his legs, and then starts to deliver big punches to Raizzor's face. Riona goes into the ropes and hits a running dropkick on Raizzor to take him down to the mat finally.

Jon McDaniel: She cut him down Brian!

Brian Rentfro: Whoop-de-doo.

Riona goes up the turnbuckles and flies off with a kneedrop from the top rope. She connects! Riona tries to make a cover.



Kick out!

Raizzor throws Riona off of him.

Brian Rentfro: Look at that power!

Riona goes to the top rope once more and Raizzor gets to a knee. Riona flies off and tries to hit Raizzor in the head, but Raizzor catches her! He twists her around and puts her upside down, facing him.

Brian Rentfro: Tombstone shoulder-breaker!

Raizzor executes it with all the power and pain he can muster. Riona is out. Hayes gets in the ring, but Engel is already on top of it as he hits Hayes in the forehead with a spinning heel kick. Raizzor covers Riona.





Eric Emerson: And your winners of this match... RAIZZOR... and MATTHEW ENGEL... THE PANTHEON!!!!

Raizzor gets to his feet. Engel is stomping on Hayes some more, and finally walks away and joins Raizzor in the middle of the ring. The ref raises Raizzor and Engel's hands as the crowd begins to boo the Pantheon members. Raizzor steps out of the ring and heads to the back.

Jon McDaniel: What a great match, Brian. And the Pantheon pick up a much earned victory.

Brian Rentfro: Did you expect anything else?

Jon McDaniel: I expected some Pantheon mischief and an unearned victory, but I was surprised tonight.

Brian Rentfro: The Pantheon doesn't always cheat, Jon!

Jon McDaniel: Well they have cheated a lot in the past, Brian.

With Raizzor's departure, it's just Engel, Hayes, and Riona in the ring. Engel slips out of the ring and grabs a steel chair. Orion hops the barricade from the crowd and gets into the ring. He grabs Riona and hits her with the Overture! Hayes is infuriated

Jon McDaniel: Damn! Get him Hayes!

Hayes tries to go after Orion, but Orion points behind him. Hayes turns around and Engel nails him in the stomach with the chair. Riona tries to get to her feet, but Engel nails her in the stomach with the chair as well! Then Engel, using the chair like a baseball bat, swings and connects with Riona directly on top of the head. She falls to the mat. Engel turns to Hayes and throws the chair at him. Hayes catches it and Engel dropkicks the chair into Hayes' face. Hayes stumbles back into the ropes, refusing to go down. Engel and Orion grab Hayes' arms and wrap them up in the ropes. Now Hayes can't go anywhere.

Jon McDaniel: Engel is going too far, Brian!

Brian Rentfro: Hayes is getting what he deserves! You can't win a war against the Pantheon!

Engel asks for a microphone.

Matthew Engel: Is this what you want, Hayes? Huh!? You're both pathetic!

Engel drops the mic and grabs the steel chair. He begins to beat Riona with it in front of Jethro. Jethro is yelling and trying his hardest to escape the ropes and go after Engel, but he can't. Engel hits Riona in the head, chest, anywhere he can with the steel chair. The chair is bent nearly in half, and Engel tosses it away. He picks up the microphone again.

Matthew Engel: Hayes... your tragedy has already been written. Riona can still save herself if she reconciles and learns the error of her ways. But you, Jethro? No, your final chapter has been written, and the story will unfold at Bad Blood.

Engel takes out a pair of brass knucks out from his pants.

Jon McDaniel: Oh God, he had this planned the whole time...

The crowd gives a reaction to somebody coming down the ramp.

Brian Rentfro: What the hell is Raizzor doing back down here?

Raizzor runs and slides into the ring. Raizzor shoves Orion aside and stops Engel from hitting Hayes with the brass knuckles. Engel and Raizzor begin to argue in the ring, but Raizzor ultimately tells Engel to stop.

Jon McDaniel: Raizzor is trying to talk some sense into Engel. I mean, come on Brian. This is ridiculous! Hayes and Riona were helpless!

Brian Rentfro: But they wanted a war!

Raizzor convinces Engel to drop the brass knuckles, but Engel does it with a loathing look toward Raizzor.

Jon McDaniel: I don't think Engel liked Raizzor's interruption one bit.

Brian Rentfro: I don't understand it myself...but we're out of time Jon.

Jon McDaniel: We'll see you all next Sunday at Bad Blood!

(C) PWA 2009