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World Heavyweight Title: The Phoenix
Intercontinental Title: Johnny Maverick
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11-18-2009


Welcome to Chaos!

-the dying man-


We fade to the outside of the arena, and what this normally means is another cliché entrance from your PWA Tag Team Champions The Order of Chaos. However it would appear their vehicle has already arrived and sits parked in the front entrance. It would seem no one is in sight, and then suddenly the camera swivels upwards towards the roof of the arena. It is here we find Simon Kalis standing on the edge, looking over the city lights with a lit cigarette in his hands. He is already dressed in his in-ring attire, the usual military-esque garb he dons every Wednesday night, with the PWA tag team title strapped to his waist. He stands there alone, no Desert Eagle bodyguard, no Masakazu and definitely no Pantheon by his side. He stands silently, fully aware of the cameras near his presence both watching him from below on street level and the new camera crew which has arrived onto the roof as well. It is then that we see JoLee Livingston with the camera crew smirking and twirling her hair as she waits for Kalis to turn around.

JoLee Livingston: Well Simon, we're here!

She says jubilantly and yet there is no response from Kalis. He remains motionless, overlooking the city from the edge of the roof still smoking his cigarette.

JoLee Livingston: So what? Are you going to jump?

JoLee squints her eyes in inquisition, wondering if she'll get a response out of The Cult Hero. A group of PWA fans have gathered at street level as well cheering Kalis. Kalis however completely ignores them, still motionless.

JoLee Livingston: The Board of Directors has said they're stripping you and Masakazu of the tag team titles... How does that make you feel Simon?

Livingston obviously lying, trying to get any sort of response from Kalis. Yet the only thing different now is he simply ashes his cigarette to the side of him. She starts getting frustrated at his lack of response and finally gets right up behind him and close.

JoLee Livingston: So it's true... You really are dying, aren't you?

She steps back nervously as Kalis lowers his head and turns around, somberly and without emotion. He looks up now at her, staring her in the eyes. Simon Kalis simply stares blankly at her, which is nerve wrecking for Ms. Livingston.

JoLee Livingston: Uhm...

She backs up further and it's then the door to the roof swings open and we see Masakazu, also dressed in his martial arts gear although he is not schedueled to fight tonight.

Simon Kalis: I was wondering when you'd show up.

Masakazu steps forward, quietly and calmly now. He is shirtless and in his black pants, his PWA tag team title strapped to his waist. Kalis removes his military styled jacket and throws it to some fans below who scream for joy and catch it.

Masakazu: We don't need to do this, father.

JoLee backs up as both men start approaching each other, Kalis dropping his cigarette half finished and crushing it beneath his boots. Kalis turns his neck to either side and stretches, as does Masakazu.

JoLee Livingston: You two look like you're ready to fight...

Simon Kalis: You shouldn't have told them, son. They'll never look at me the same way again.

Kalis slides one foot back and raises his fists, clearly in a fighting stance as his body sways back and forth in almost a dance-like fashion. Masakazu's foot slides back and he raises his fists, and emulates the body movements of his father.

Masakazu: They needed to know, father.

Simon Kalis: They didn't need to know a thing!

Kalis and Masakazu start circling and JoLee Livingston tries to keep herself at a safe distance as we catch a quick glimpse inside the arena showing every getting seated, but everyone also glued to the ADCTron.

Jester Jay: This is Jester Jay here with you.

Tear Gutter: And this is Tear Gutter!

Jester Jay: Are we witnessing the end of The Order of Chaos!?

Tear Gutter: I don't know, I hope not. But this looks bad Jay, very very bad.

Now the two announcers go silent as Kalis and Masakazu continue to circle one another.

Masakazu: You're afraid, father. There's no shame in admitting it.

Simon Kalis: I fear... NOTHING!

Kalis rushes forward with a straight thrust kick into Masakazu's ribs. Kalis quickly continues and goes for another one but Masakazu raises his leg to block Kalis' feet. Masakazu throws a thrust kick and Kalis blocks it with one of his legs, both men holding their arms straight and blocking their faces from one another. The fans inside the arena are going nuts as Masakazu is fatally quick, alternating between his feet to thrust swift and deadly kicks into his father's ribs. Kalis is equally as quick, alternating his legs and raising them to block Masakazu's attack.

Masakazu: We needn't do this, father.

Simon Kalis: Oh but I believe we do. You've dishonored me, and you know the rules kid.

Masakazu: I'm not a kid anymore!

Masakazu bends his back into an arch as Kalis raises his foot to head level with Masakazu, quickly spinning a kick to his face which Masakazu ducks. Masakazu quickly grabs onto his father and both men start attempting to use their knees as weapons, blocking and attack each others attacks at the same time.

Simon Kalis: You've ruined me!

Kalis' veins pop in his neck as he grabs Masakazu by the neck, but Masakazu quickly raises his knees, climbing his fathers legs and raising two swift knee hits into Kalis' jaw. Kalis stumbles back and holds his mouth, not amused. He returns to his fighting stance.

Masakazu: No one can ruin you, but yourself father! Is this what you really want!?

Simon Kalis: Hah, you still can't beat me kid!

Masakazu runs forward and leaps into the air one leg bent and one leg forward with a flying kick, but Kalis dodges it and grabs him by the neck and takes him down hard onto the cement. Masakazu winces as he holds his head and Kalis jumps back to his feet and smirks, wiping his nose and smiling.

Simon Kalis: Arise, traitor.

Masakazu: Don't make me do it...

Kalis smirks again as his son Masakazu gets up.

Simon Kalis: I'll never die, even if I'm dead.

Masakazu: There you go again, never making sense.

Kalis uses his full strength of his body, putting all his weight into the angle kick he unleashes on Masakazu. Remembrance! Yet Masakazu dekes it quickly, and throws forward an angled thrust kick of his own into the one leg Kalis is using to stand on. He cracks his father right in the shin and Kalis falls backwards onto his back.

Masakazu: Get up then, old man.

Kalis looks angry, and yet a smile creeps over his face as he gets to his feet and back into his fighting stance.

JoLee Livingston: You're getting all of this, right boys!?

Kalis rushes forward but Masakazu spins underneath his father and unleashes a swift angle kick of his own which reverberates throughout the entire arena. Simon Kalis seems unaffected one moment, and then falls to his knees the next. Kalis holds his head and seems dizzy now as he looks up to Masakazu.

Simon Kalis: Finish me.

Masakazu: No.

Simon Kalis: Finish me...

Masakazu: I don't need to do that, father.

Kalis lowers his head and shakes his head, and Masakazu gets down onto one knee and hugs his father.

Masakazu: I love you, father.

Kalis pats Masakazu on the back and nods.

Simon Kalis: I love you too, kiddo.

Kalis smirks as Masakazu helps him to his feet. It's at this moment Kalis jumps back and Masakazu looks surprised, and this time Kalis connects with his angle kick variant known as Remembrance! Kalis starts laughing and raises his hands, standing over Masakazu.

Simon Kalis: Still can't beat your old man, can you?

Masakazu: That wasn't fair, my guard was down.

Kalis extends his hand and helps Masakazu up this time.

Simon Kalis: And what's the first thing I taught you never ever to do?

Masakazu smiles as Kalis puts his arm over Masakazu's shoulder and they start heading for the door leading back into the arena.

JoLee Livingston: Uhm what the hell was that!?

She seems frustrated to say the least.

JoLee Livingston: Is the Order finished now!?

Kalis turns to his son Masakazu and laughs as does Masakazu.

Masakazu: Are you kidding me?

Simon Kalis: And the tenets of the Order are as follows.

Masakazu: When strong, appear weak.

Simon Kalis: When weak, appear strong.

Masakazu: When far? Appear near.

Simon Kalis: When near? Appear far.

Masakazu: Make your friend, believe you are his enemy.

It's at this point Kalis points to his military jacket which is decorated with an assortment of words and insignias.

Simon Kalis: Make your enemy believe you are his friend.

JoLee Livingston: What the hell do you mean by that!?

Masakazu: Remember these tenets of ours. For only victory in life.

Simon Kalis: And never defeat, even unto death.

Masakazu & Simon Kalis: ALL HAIL THE ORDER OF CHAOS!

Both men unstrap their titles and run towards the edge of the roof, raising them high to the cheers of the fans as we fade back into the arena.

Tear Gutter: WELCOME TO WEDNESDAY NIGHT CHAOS!

Jester Jay: Uh what? I am so lost.

Tear Gutter: Of course you are Jay, of course you are.

Jester Jay: You obviously don't know what the hell that was about either so don't pretend to Tear.

Tear Gutter: Both those men were raised in ancient Japanese tradition. They dueled because Kalis thought Masakazu disrespected his honor by telling everyone his medical issues.

Jester Jay: You mean the fact he's apparently sick?

Tear Gutter: Well that's why they duelled.

Jester Jay: Because Kalis is sick, right?

Tear Gutter: You obviously haven't paid attention to their war plan against Rampage, have you?

Raw Mike vs Ronald Gay


This was set up to be a great starting match, but Raw Mike couldn't get things out of the gate as he faced Christian Soldier & the novelist, Ronald Gay. The heavyweight Church goer punishes Mike with a variety of high impact moves that keeps Mike grounded for the most part. But the big man starts to fight back, hitting the smaller Gay with a brutal big boot, that nearly snaps Ronald's head off. Mike does his best to use his size to keep Ronald at bay. Mike looks to put this one away as he nails a picture perfect running powerbmb that nearly folds Gay in half on impact. But a mis-timed clothesline from Hell gives Gay the opening he need to nail a Double Arm DDT to swing things back over to his side of the fence. Gay starts to fire off lefts and rights to try to keep the bigger man off balance. Mike tries his best to fight back but is countered into an Irish whip into the corner. Ronald uses all his strength to lift Mike up and places him on the turnbuckle facing the middle of the ring. Gay lifts him up and send him face first into the mat with that reverse crucifix powerbomb. The Final Judgment!!!! Gay goes for the pin.


WINNER: Ronald Gay

The question is...nothing...


The scene opens to the Apostle locker room. An empty locker room. The locker room has been wrecked. And sitting in the middle of the wreck is the man once known as "The Beast". Stone sits in the middle of the ring, hoodie on, staring into nothing.

Stone: So many questions, my friends...so many questions but only one matters. And that question, is do you really want answers. If I were to truely answer your question do you really want to hear the answer?. Do you really want the truth that you seek? Well, then all you do is one thing. All you simply have to do is walk into the darkness and peer into the shadows and ask away. But once you do this...you are not permitted to complain when the aftermath of your act.

Stone slowly pulls the hoodie down and stares into the camera.

Stone: The one that you decided not to check on is now the one you should of watched. As it is written...so it shall come to pass...

The scene fades back to the announcers who look at their screen puzzled.

LJ Xero vs Trent Bradley

Chaos vs Rampage


Tamara Christopher Onassi: Ladies and Gentlemen, the next match is for one pinfall or submission and is a CHAOS VERSUS RAMPAGE MATCH!

Tear Gutter: Xero is gonna show Trent just how we do things on Chaos.

Jester Jay: Trent Bradley has been knocking down the competition on Rampage left and right, but even you could do that Gutter.

Never Enough plays and LJ Xero leaves backstage and comes out with an unhappy white clown mask worn during plays during the pre-1900s and a black leather coat looking down to the floor throughout his entrance walk to the ring, he rolls into the ring and camps down into the corner.

Tamara Christopher Onassi: Introducing first, hailing from The BETTER Hollywood...

The arena lights are nothing but strobe lights flicking on and off... During his walk to the ring, the screen changes to his titantron which has "The Harvester of Sorrow" flashing, which changes to people being executed via the guillotine, images of torture devices used during the Spanish Inquistion, the Holocaust, images of Nagasaki and Hiroshima after the A-Bomb was dropped... Then "The Anti-Hero" flashes and its greeted with images of Stalin speaking, Saddam Hussein, Hitler, Pol Pot and finally, Barack Obama...

Tamara Christopher Onassi: He stands 6'7" and weighs 265 pounds.. the ANTI-HERO... LJ XERO!!!!!

It returns to LJ Xero entering the ring to crash into the corner and gets a decent pop from the crowd, mostly because they're supporting their Chaos stars.

Tamara Christopher Onassi: And his opponent, hailing from Scranton, Pennsylvania...

Tear Gutter: Hey, I wonder if he ever worked at Dunder Mifflin.

Jester Jay: Oh good one, Gutter.

The first chords of "Battle Without Honor or Humanity" by Tomoyasu Hotei plays over the loud speakers as the crowd rises to their feet. When the drum beat hits, "The Scranton Shooter" Trent Bradley bursts through the curtain. Wearing a white towel over his head, his intense eyes glare towards the ring as he quickly makes his way down the aisle.

Tamara Christopher Onassi: He stands 6'2" and weighs 241 pounds.. THE MAIN EVENT... Trent Bradley!

Bradley climbs the stairs, wipes his boots on the apron, and enters the ring between top and middle ropes. He quickly jumps on the second turnbuckle and stares out to the crowd before taking the towel off his head and tossing it to the fans. One fan catches his towel in disgust, as he is mostly booed by all of the Chaos fans.

Tear Gutter: Not getting that good of a reception here on Chaos.

Jester Jay: Because he's Rampage scum, but scum that has realized Chaos is the better show and desperately asked for a match here tonight.

DING DING!

Trent and Xero circle each other in the ring, trying to feel each other out. Trent fakes a kick and goes for a punch, but Xero grabs Trent by the arm and nails him with a deep arm drag. Trent up to his feet quickly as Xero flies in with a knee strike to the chest. Xero nails a chop to Trent's chest.

Crowd: Whoo!!

Xero shoves Trent into the corner and unchambers lefts and rights. Xero grabs Trent by the head and lines up him for a huge punch, but Trent ducks underneath and slams his fist into Xero's stomach. Trent uppercuts Xero to back him up and then takes him down with a dropkick. Trent hops on the top turnbuckle, putting his feet on the second rope. He stands up calls out to the crowd and leaps off with a knee drop, but Xero moves out of the way. Trent rolls forward up to his knees, and Xero runs at him with a low dropkick and connects.

Tear Gutter: Both these men are showing some strong and talented striking here in the beginning.

Jester Jay: Xero's in control now, putting Trent in an abdominal stretch. Ouch! That's gotta hurt, yet I feel no pity.

Tear Gutter: You don't feel anything these days, Jay.

Jester Jay: The greatness of Chaos has numbed me.

Trent is struggling, trying his hardest to get out of that submission move. He manages to get an arm free and nails Xero right in the face with an elbow! Xero backs off and Trent kicks him square in the gut and hooks both of Xero's arms, tucking his head between his thighs. He nails him with a piledriver!

Tear Gutter: OUCH! What a desperation move from Trent.

Jester Jay: He calls that the Pennsylvania Plunge... lame.

Trent goes for a cover.

1...

2...

KICK OUT!

Trent slams the mat and argues with the ref, but Joe Irving reassures him Xero kicked out. Trent gets Xero up to his feet and hits him with a knee strike to the side, and sends him into the ropes. Xero comes back quicker than Trent anticipated and shoulder tackles Trent to the mat. Xero goes into the ropes once again and leaps over the prone Trent, Trent hops up to his feet on Xero's rebound and tries for a hip toss, but Xero doesn't budge and instead hip tosses Trent! Trent bounces back up, only to get clotheslined by Xero. Trent is up again and Xero goes for another clothesline but Trent ducks underneath. Xero turns quickly and dodges a punch from Trent, slipping behind him and nailing him with a german suplex! Xero covers.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Tear Gutter: Trent kicks out right after two, and after a series of counters, Xero is back on top.

Jester Jay: Chaos is supreme, Gutter!

Xero gets Trent up to his feet and nails him again with a chop to the chest.

Crowd: WHOO!!!

Xero tosses Trent into the corner and charges in, but Trent lifts his leg up and catches Xero in the face with a boot! Trent charges out of his corner and tackles Xero to the mat! Trent unleashes a fury of punches, and Xero puts up his arms trying to block most of them but Trent slips in a few key hits to the face. Trent gets up to his feet and stomps Xero a bit. Trent goes into the ropes, bounces back and goes high into the air in kneedrop form and connects! He covers Xero.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Trent slams the mat in frustration, calling for the 3.

Tear Gutter: Not even close Bradley!

Jester Jay: Yeah come on, what do you think this is, Rampage?

Trent gets Xero up to his feet and drives the point of his elbow into his back. He does it again and again and then hits a bulldog on Xero. Xero tries to get up to a knee, but Trent gives him a vicious kick to the ribs. Xero tries to get back up, and Trent helps him up and then sends him into the ropes. Trent tries for a dropkick, but Xero hangs on to the ropes and Trent misses and falls to the mat.

Tear Gutter: Trent tried to telegraph that dropkick but it didn't pan out.

Jester Jay: Thank you Miss Obvious.

Tear Gutter: Isn't it Captain Obvious?

Jester Jay: It would be if you were ever a captain.

Trent gets to his feet and walks toward Xero who's still holding onto the ropes. Xero tries to play possum and nail Trent with a boot to the gut, but Trent sees it coming and grabs ahold of Xero's leg. Trent spins Xero around 180 degrees and gets him in a reverse DDT position, but spins Xero around again for a Stunner!

Tear Gutter: Oh no, the Bradley Buster...

Jester Jay: Only a goon would name a move after himself.

Trent covers.

1...

2...

3!!!

DING DING!!

Tamara Christopher Onassi: And the winner of this match... TRENT... BRADLEY!!!

Trent rises to his feet and celebrates his fourth win in a row.

Tear Gutter: Well, you gotta give it to him, he fought hard and managed to one-up the Chaos competition here.

Jester Jay: Maybe he'll stop whining about how the PWA books him against crap talent, because he certainly broke quite a sweat out there trying to beat LJ.

LJ clears the ring as Trent's hand is raised by Joe Irving. The crowd boos Trent and a CHAOS chant erupts in the front row.

An Unlikely Duo


"Onward Christian Soldiers" plays as Ronald Gay comes down to the ring.

Jester Jay: Oh what does he want now?

Tear Gutter: Why don't we listen and find out?

Gay takes a mic.

Gay: Hello again my friends.

Jester Jay: I'm not your friend, buddy.

Gay: First of all, I would like to commend my opponent this week, Raw Mike, for giving me a good competitive match. It could have gone either way, but luckily for me, it went mine.

Gay: Now then, on to other things. As we all know, in four days, there will be a PWA pay per view event. It is called Good vs. Evil, but as far as I can tell, the side of good is not being represented at this show. Now I don't want to call people evil, but they certainly are not doing God's work.

Jester Jay: Uh hello? The Pantheon is god's work.

Tear Gutter: Please.

Gay: Unfortunately, yours truly will not be on this card. It is a Sunday after all, and I observe the sabbath, as we all should. Unlike the others here, I truly am exclusive to Chaos. Luckily for me, I am booked almost every week on this fine program. However, some people aren't so lucky.

Jester Jay: What's he going on about?

Tear Gutter: I don't know.

Gay: Ladies and Gentlemen, please give a warm welcome to Chaos's own B.J. Haze.

"God Bless the USA" plays as Haze trots out slapping hands, kissing random people, and pulling young kids out of their seats and holding them while dancing.

Jester Jay: Who the hell is this old freak?

Tear Gutter: B.J. Haze. He's a friend of Emperor Ian.

Jester Jay: Figures.

Haze enters the ring and offers Gay a handshake. When Gay gives him one, B.J. pulls him in for a smooch.

Jester Jay: Eww, I'm gonna be sick.

Tear Gutter: Yeah I've heard he likes to do that. Don't think Gay will be too happy.

Gay looks sickened.

Gay: What was that?

Haze: B.J just saying hi babeh!

Gay: Well B.J., I can assure you that there are better ways to greet someone.

Haze: B.J. just happy to see you.

Gay: Alright, well the reason I brought you out here is that I'm concerned about you.

Haze: Concerned bout me? Why?

Gay: Because B.J., each week I see you travel with us to each show. However, you have yet to even appear on a show before tonight. I believe that everyone deserves a chance, and this here is yours.

Haze looks confused.

Haze: My chance? What do ya mean babeh?

Gay: Look, I have been here for a number of weeks, and while I have had some success, I am not doing as well as I envisioned. It has become clear to me that I need some help.

Jester Jay: I agree. You do need help.

Tear Gutter: Come on now.

Gay: What I need is a partner, and I am asking you to be that partner.

Jester Jay: The Gay man wants a partner? I thought he hated queers.

Tear Gutter: That's not what he means.

Gay: Together, we can work to bring the word of Christ to all these nice folks. What do you say?

Haze thinks about it.

Gay: So what's your answer? You in?

Haze: I'm in.

Gay: Good choice B.J. Together we will be a force to be reckoned with in the PWA. This promotion needed someone to represent the forces of good, and now they will have the both of us.

Haze: Do I have to be a Christian for this?

Gay: What? Of course you do. How can you be on the side of good if your not a Christian?

Haze: B.J. believes in a higher power, I just don't know if it's all how the Bible says it is.

Gay: Well after I educate you, you'll be thinking just like me, I guarantee.

Haze: I dunno, maybe I should talk with Ian first.

Gay: Ian? That guy has serious issues. Didn't you see that promo where he tried to kill himself? I don't know how serious he was, but you don't need to be anywhere near him until you have been cleansed of your own sickness.

Jester Jay: He's gonna cleanse B.J.'s brain, if he can find it.

Gay: Come on B.J., we have much to do.

The two of them walk out of the ring and to the back as "Onward Christian Soldiers" plays again.

The Sunshine Warrior vs Harvey the Hardcore Hippo


Tamara Christopher Onassi: Ladies and gentlemen, this next match is scheduled for one pinfall or submission. Introducing first, from Poughkeepsie, New York....

The lights fade and red and white spotlights cris cross the arena as the frenetic sound of violins and horns burst from the house speakers. "Come to the Circus" by Circus Contraption hits the first chorus and on the big screen clips from freak shows and circus side shows flash by. As the spotlights converge on the entrance out steps a Hippo smoking an oversized cigar and waving at the crowd. From behind him a little clown riding a unicycle emerges from the curtains.

Tamara Christopher Onassi: He stands 6'1" and weighs 205 pounds... he is HARVEY... the HARDCORE HIPPO!!!!

Harvey heads toward the ring with the clown following behind throwing confetti at the crowd. On reaching the ring, Harvey slides under the roops, stands up then proceeds to remove his costume head and gloves, set them down in the corner and wait for the match to start.

Tear Gutter: Harvey had a tough loss last week against Ronald Gay in a Bibles Only match.

Jester Jay: Which you said we were all going to Hell for.

Tear Gutter: Oh don't worry, we are.

Tamara Christopher Onassi: And his opponent, hailing from Toronto, Ontario...

got a pocket, got a pocketful of sunshine.
I got a love, and I know that it's all mine.
Oh.

**With the opening lyrics of the beautiful Natasha ringing in over the sound system, it's only right that a horizon be shown across the Jumbo-tron. The lights dim and the stage lights up with reds, oranges and yellows. **

Do what you want, but you're never gonna break me.
Sticks and stones are never gonna shake me.
No.

**With that Adrian and be seen bursting through the curtain and bouncing around with his natural cheery aroma. **

Tamara Christopher Onassi: He stands 6'2" and weighs 227 pounds... THE SUNSHINE WARRIOR... ADRIAN ADIDAS!!!!

Take me away: A secret place.
A sweet escape: Take me away.

Take me away to better days.
Take me away: A higher place.

I got a pocket, got a pocketful of sunshine.
I got a love, and I know that it's all mine.
Oh.

Do what you want, but you're never gonna break me.
Sticks and stones are never gonna shake me.
No.

I got a pocket, got a pocketful of sunshine.
I got a love, and I know that it's all mine.
Oh.

Wish that you could, but you ain't gonna own me.
Do anything you can to control me.
Oh, no.

Take me away: A secret place.
A sweet escape: Take me away.

Take me away to better days.
Take me away: A higher place.

There's a place that I go,
But nobody knows.
Where the rivers flow,
And I call it home.

And there's no more lies.
In the darkness, there's light.
And nobody cries.
There's only butterflies.

Take me away: A secret place.
A sweet escape: Take me away.

Take me away to better days.
Take me away: A higher place.

Take me away: A secret place.
A sweet escape: Take me away.

Take me away to better days.
Take me away: A higher place.

Take me away: A secret place.
To better days take me away.

Take me away to better days.
Take me away: A higher place.

The sun is on my side.
Take me for a ride.
I smile up to the sky.
I know I'll be all right.

The sun is on my side.
Take me for a ride.
I smile up to the sky.
I know I'll be all right.

Tear Gutter: Quite an intro, Jay.

Jester Jay: What a stupid *beep*ing song.

Tear Gutter: Hey, I like it!

Jester Jay: You would.

DING DING!

Harvey and Adrian go right at it, and Adrian puts Harvey in a headlock. He punches Harvey on top of the head several times and then tries for a bulldog, but Harvey shoves him into the ropes. Adrian bounces back and tries for a crossbody, but Harvey hits the mat and Adrian flies over him. Adrian lands and gets back up and Harvey hits Adrian with a european uppercut and then a thrust to the throat. Adrian grabs his neck and Harvey throws him into the corner. Harvey runs to the opposite corner and then charges toward Adrian, leaping, and missing the corner splash as Adrian moves out of the way. Adrian catches Harvey with a german suplex and bridges it for a pin.

1...

Kick out!

Tear Gutter: Not nearly enough as Harvey slips out of that bridge pin.

Jester Jay: Harvey rises up to his feet with a charging clothesline and connects!

Tear Gutter: Adrian was almost beheaded there!

Adrian tries to get to his feet but Harvey clubs him in the back a few times. Adrian gets brought up to his feet and Harvey nails him with a few punches. Harvey sends Adrian into the ropes and Adrian ducks a clothesline and catches Harvey with a full-nelson slam. Adrian goes into the ropes and comes down with a legdrop on top of Harvey. Adrian puts the boots to Harvey's back and then gets him up to his feet. Adrian tosses Harvey into the corner and charges in with an elbow smash. Adrian picks Harvey up and puts him on the top turnbuckle. Adrian climbs to the second rope and tries to superplex Harvey, but Harvey fights backs with punches to Adrian's ribs. Adrian takes a step down and then uppercuts Harvey!

Tear Gutter: Good God! Did you see the spit fly on that one?

Jester Jay: *BEEP*!!! It landed on me!

Tear Gutter: Eww...Hippo spit.

Adrian tries for a belly-to-belly suplex off the top rope and executes it perfectly. The ring shakes from the impact and Adrian climbs over on top of Harvey for a cover.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Tear Gutter: Close fall there after that massive suplex from Adrian. He's really taking it to Harvey.

Jester Jay: Harvey has some history, but his PWA history doesn't match up with Adrian's.

Tear Gutter: Adrian has only had a few more matches than Harvey, Jay. Not a huge difference.

Jester Jay: It's not just a few, it's like six, okay Gutter? Sheesh!

Adrian gets Harvey to his feet and hits him repeatedly with some knees to the stomach and face. Harvey gets sent into the ropes and Adrian nails him with a powerslam. Adrian covers again.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Adrian looks a little frustrated.

Tear Gutter: Harvey will not give up!

Adrian gets Harvey to his feet again and tries to slam him face-first into the turnbuckle, but Harvey stops it by putting his foot up on the second rope. Harvey nails Adrian with an elbow to the gut and then slams Adrian face-first into the turnbuckle! Harvey nails Adrian with lefts and rights and then slams him to the mat with a scoop slam! Harvey nails Adrian with a double foot stomp and then mercilessly stomps Adrian as hard as he can!

Jester Jay: He calls that the Hippo Stomp.. and now referee Joe Irving needs to break it up.

Joe Irving makes Harvey back off, but the damage was done as Adrian takes a bit to get up to his feet. Harvey shoves Joe aside and nails Adrian with a knee to the gut and then DDTs him to the mat. Harvey makes the cover.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Harvey slams the mat in frustration and then gets Adrian up to his feet. Adrian rakes Harvey's eyes and then kicks him in the gut. Adrian goes into the ropes and then tries for an ax kick, but Harvey sensed it coming and moved out of the way. Harvey picks up Adrian in an inverted airplane toss and nails him with the Word From Our Sponsors!

Tear Gutter: BAM! It's gotta be over!

Jester Jay: Oh yeah.

1...

2...

3!!!

DING DING DING!!!

Tamara Christopher Onassi: And the winner of this match... HARVEY... the HARDCORE HIPPO!!!!

Harvey gets his hand raised in the ring as Adrian clears it.

Tear Gutter: And a good comeback for Harvey as shades the proverbial sunlight here on Chaos.

Jester Jay: Wow, that was incredibly lame.

Back in the day... which was a Wednesday


PWA Grizzly Bear Champion Matt Stone is shown backstage walking to the entrance for his match. After passing a few road agents and medical staff, he turns a corner and nearly walks right into Trent Bradley. Bradley extends a hand.

Trent Bradley: "Matt Stone... good to finally meet you. I'm Trent Bradley... but you already knew that. Good luck Sunday, and do me a favor... tear that Canadian son-of-a-bitch apart so all I've got to do is pick up the scraps."

Stone shakes Bradley's hand, albeit trepidatiously.

Matt Stone: "Oh, yeah, I remember you from back in the day. Don't you have a huge match with Eddie the Extreme Elephant or something to prepare for?"

Bradley's face freezes in a fake smile as he crimps his neck slightly.

Trent Bradley: "Harvey... the Hardcore... Hippo. I'll let you get on your way now..."

Both men go separate ways as a split screen shows them both mutter under their breath.

Both: "Asshole."

Jacob Figgins vs Joshua Danielson

GB Title Contendership Match


Tamara Christopher Onassi: This match is scheduled for one fall, with a fifteen minute time limit.

Slow ominous guitar notes hit the pa as the lights throughout the venue dim. It isn't until the first vocals of the song that a figure in a red hooded jacket appears. The hood is up and hiding facial features.

"Welcome to the abandoned land
Come on in child, take my hand
Here there's no work or play
Only one bill to pay
There's just five words to say
As you go down, down, down"

Tamara Christopher Onassi: Making his way to the ring...

Upon the sound of a laugh the figure begins to walk down the ramp ,turning his head left and right and throws the hood off his head. To Reveal Jacob Figgins.

"You're Gonna Burn in Hell!!
Oh Burn Hell"

Figgins jumps onto the Barricade to slap hands with a few of the fans before jumping up on the next one

Tamara Christopher Onassi: He weighs in tonight at 245 pounds and hails from Kansas City, Missouri.

"You can't believe all the things i've done wrong in my life
Without even trying i've lived on the edge of a knife
Well, i've played with fire, but i don't want to get myself burned
To thine own self be true, so i think that it's time for a turn"

Jacob finaly makes it down to the ring, jogging up the stairs into the ring and slides in between the ropes.

Tamara Christopher Onassi: He is the "Next Conspiracy" JACOB FIIIGINNNNS

Jacob drops to his knees, extending his arms outward, staring to the cieling. He hops back to his feet, awaiting the entrance of his opponent.

The pounding drum beat in the beginning of ‘Trust’ by Megadeth plays, before fading out, then the anthem ‘Fight Till You Die’ by Pennywise hits the speakers and the crowd cheers as the lights dim and Joshua Danielson comes through the curtain, bouncing down the ramp!

He slaps the hands of the fans at ringside before he sprints towards the ring and slides in under the bottom rope!

Tamara Christopher Onassi: Introducing next, weighing in at 198 pounds, from Des Moines, Iowa. ‘The Punisher’ Joshuaaaaaaa Danielsonnnnn!

Joshua bounces up to his feet, ready for the match as the music fades out.

Tear Gutter: Number one contendership for the Grizzly Beer title is on the line!

Jester Jay: It should be Danielson's, but Joe BoXeR doesn't know what he's doing.

Tear Gutter: He's giving them another chance.

Jester Jay: Well what if Raw Mike comes out and screws this one up?

DING DING

Danielson nails Figgins with some punches right off the bat. Danielson sends Figgins into the ropes, but Figgins counters with a shoulder tackle. Figgins stomps Danielson a few times and then comes down with a 180 leg drop. Figgins gets Josh to his feet and sends him into the turnbuckle. Josh smashes chest-first and Figgins rolls up Danielson from behind into a pin.

1...

kick out!

Tear Gutter: Not even a two.

Jester Jay: Figgins thought he could surprise my boy with that one.

Tear Gutter: Your boy?

Josh gets to his feet but Figgins nails him with some vicious knee strikes. Josh tries to block some, but Figgins catches Josh in the chin with one and knocks him back. Figgins hip tosses Josh to the mat and then nails him with a kneedrop to the head. Figgins gets Josh back up and throws him into the ropes. Josh bounces back and slides between Figgins legs, coming up behind him. Josh nails Figgins in the back with a dropkick, and then gets back up to his feet. Josh runs to the ropes and spins his legs through them, catching Figgins with a double knee strike to the stomach! Figgins is doubled over and Josh is on the apron and nails a sunset flip into a pin!

1...

2...

KICK OUT!

Tear Gutter: Close one there! Great string of offense by Joshua Danielson!

Jester Jay: And Figgins gets back to his feet, and Josh nails him with a right and a left. Josh tries for a suplex, but Figgins reverses it and suplexes Josh! Damn!

Figgins gets Josh back up to his feet and nails him with a double-arm DDT. He covers.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Tear Gutter: Both of these guys want to win badly!

Jester Jay: There's a reason why, because the winner will face Matt Stone eventually.

Tear Gutter: Yeah, Joe never said when.

Figgins gets Josh back up to his feet and gives him a few knees to the stomach for good measure. Figgins nails Josh with a fisherman's suplex, and cradles it for the pin.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Jester Jay: Josh will NOT give up!

Tear Gutter: He's got toughness, I will say that.

Figgins slams the mat in frustration. He gets Danielson up to his feet and whips him into the turnbuckles. Figgins puts Danielson up on the top rope, and Figgins climbs to the second rope. He tries to superplex Josh off the top rope, but Josh won't let him as he battles back with punches to the ribs and head. Figgins backs off a bit, and Josh uses his flexibility to put his boots between him and Figgins and gives Figgins a double thrust kick to the chest! Figgins falls to the mat, and Danielson stands up on the top rope.

Tear Gutter: And Josh leaps off with a swanton bomb!

Jester Jay: And Figgins moves out of the way! Damn it!

Josh hits violently on the mat, and Figgins quickly crawls over him and makes the cover.

1...

2...

3!!!

DING DING DING!

Tamara Christopher Onassi: The winner of this match... "THE NEXT CONSPIRACY"... JACOB FIGGINS!!!

Jacob gets up to his feet and his hand is raised high. He clears the ring, and Josh still isn't getting up.

Tear Gutter: I think Josh really hurt himself on that risky aerial move, Jay.

Jester Jay: I hope he's alright.

Tear Gutter: Wow, compassion. That's weird coming from you.

Jester Jay: What can I say, I'm a fan.

EMTs come down to the ring to check on Josh, and a "DAN-IEL-SON" chant erupts in the front rows of the arena. It catches on for most of the arena, and Josh with the help of the EMTs manages to get to his feet. The crowd cheers, and Josh raises his hand and holds his head high.

Tear Gutter: Phew, at least he's okay. He fought a good match.

Jester Jay: Yes he did, but Jacob is now the number one contender for the Grizzly Beer title.

Tear Gutter: Jacob Figgins and Matt Stone? I can't wait!

Jester Jay: And I'm sure we haven't seen the last of Joshua Danielson in the Grizzly Beer title picture.

RJ Banks & Mark Zout vs The Maverick Initiative


DING DING

Mark Zout and Gary Maverick would start the match and Zout gets the upperhand, pummeling Gary with lefts and rights. Zout throws Gary into the corner and does a cartwheel corner splash. Gary stumbles out of the turnbuckle and Zout takes Gary down with a snapmare. Zout begins to club Gary on the chest with his forearm and then drives his knee into Gary's back, pulling both of Gary's arms back. Ref Joe Irving asks if Gary wants to give up, but Gary yells "GO GO GADGET LEG" and flips upward, kicking Zout in the face. The crowd looks impressed with Gary's reversal and then Gary suplexes Zout to the mat. Gary grabs Zout by the hair and drags him into the Maverick Corner, tagging in his brother Johnny. Gary holds Zout while Johnny unleashes a fury of punches and kicks. Ref Joe Irving tries to separate them, and sends Gary back into the corner. Gary gets back on the apron and Johnny hip tosses Zout to the mat. Johnny goes into the rope and hits Zout with a snap elbow drop. Johnny gets Zout up to his feet and kicks him in the gut. Johnny goes into the ropes and tries for an ax kick, but Zout clotheslines Johnny in mid-air! Johnny lands on the mat and Zout crawls over to Banks, slapping the tag. Banks comes in and takes down a rising Johnny with a dropkick. Banks puts the boots to Johnny and then drags him over to the Royal Court corner. Banks throws Johnny into the corner and kicks him in the gut repeatedly. Ref Joe Irving yells at Banks to get him out of the corner, and Banks tries to have a word with the ref. While the ref is distracted, Zout begins to choke Johnny in the corner. Banks turns around and Zout lets go just before the ref sees him. Banks backs up a few steps and tries for a running elbow smash, but Johnny gets his boot up and nails Banks in the face! Johnny turns around and punches Zout, who falls off the apron. Johnny turns back around, but Banks dropkicks him again. Banks gets Johnny up to his feet, but Johnny headbutts Banks in the stomach. Banks stumbles back, and Johnny rushes at him but Banks counters with a deep arm drag. Johnny is sent back into his corner and tags his brother Gary back in. Gary looks a little surprised.

Gary slides through the ropes and asks Banks for a test of strength. Banks laughs at Gary, but obliges. Just when Gary tries to go for the cheap kick to the gut, Banks knocks his leg away and gives Gary a kick to the gut himself. Banks then hits Gary with The Bankrupt! He tries for a cover..

1...

2...

Broken up by Johnny Maverick!

Johnny grabs Banks by the head and gives him a violent knee to the face. Johnny sends Banks into the opposite ropes and Zout, who's back in his corner, reaches out far for a slap on Banks' back. The ref counts the tag and Zout slides through the ropes. Banks slides between Maverick's legs and out to the apron. Zout nails Mav with a punch to the face and then Zout sends Mav into the ropes. Banks is ready on the apron for some kind of double team move, but Maverick bounces off the ropes and hits Zout with the Tony Jaa!! Gary Maverick gets up to his feet finally, and Banks gets into the ring but doesn't get to Johnny as Gary nails him with a back body drop. Mav covers Zout.

1...

2...

3!!!

DING DING DING!

Winners: The Maverick Initiative

Oh.. and Did I Forget to Mention?


The PWAtron comes to life as we find ourselves inside General Manager Joe BoXeR's office. Joe gives us a trademark smile, and relaxes back in his chair.

Joe BoXeR: Ladies and Gentlemen... I've come to the conclusion that tonight's main event should settle more than just an exciting and chaotic grudge between two great superstars in Ryan Ross and Bubba J.

The crowd grows with anxiety and interest.

Tear Gutter: You know, we haven't seen much of Joe tonight.

Jester Jay: I like it that way.

Tear Gutter: I'm sure he'll hear that.

Joe BoXeR: I have been following this rivalry fairly close and these two men give it their all in every match they're in. What more can I ask for? They never gripe, they work hard, and more importantly -- they help us out tremendously in the war against Rampage. And as you all know, I am a man who rewards those who work hard. So listen up everybody.

The crowd grows silent.

Joe BoXeR: Tonight.. the winner between Bubba J and Ryan Ross will become the number one contender for the GLOBAL CHAMPIONSHIP!

Tear Gutter: Holy *beep*!

Jester Jay: That's some kind of reward.

Joe BoXeR: Ryan? Bubba? I hope you're listening. Give these fans what they want -- a great show! And let's get on with the next match!

Matt Stone vs Simon Kalis vs The Phoenix

Champion's Match


Tamara Christopher-Onassi: The following match is set for one fall and is a triple threat, introducing first...

The opening rifts to "Reise, Reise!" by Rammstein begin to blare of the PA system as the skull and bones insignia of The Order of Chaos appears over the PWATron.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: He weighs in at 210 pounds and stands in at exactly 6 feet tall...

Suddenly, Simon Kalis somberly steps out from behind the curtains to be met with the chorus of boos he's become accustomed to. He is decked out in black and gray military urban warfare camoflauge for his pants, tucked into his black military style boots. He has a black wifebeater underneath the similar black and gray military urban warfare camoflauge which has the Order of Chaos insignia over the back with the words "The Order of Chaos" in an arch above the insignia, and his name, "Simon Kalis" in an arch underneath it. His PWA Tag team title is strapped to his waist and he now looks out into the crowd with a dead look in his face, absolutely no emotion before lowering his head.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: He hails from Los Angeles, California by way of Montréal, Québec Canada...

He unstraps his title and holds it by the strap in his hand.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: He is one half of your PWA Tag Team Champions!

Kalis now raises the title into the air, keeping his head lowered.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: He is... The Cult Hero! SIMON KALIS!

The fans continue to boo as Kalis slings the title over his shoulder and makes his way to the ring, ignoring the booing and heckling fans as he does so. He hops up onto the apron and enters the ring, somberly sauntering towards the center of the ring where he hands the referee his title to be placed at ringside. Kalis takes off the military jacket and wifebeater, throwing both, which have been autographed, into the crowd to a fan who catches the articles of clothing. Kalis cracks his neck to either side and slinks down in one of the corners, lowering his head and placing his forearms on his knees as he sits in a near fetal position awaiting the match to commence.

Tear Gutter: There is one man in this match, two more to go.

Jester Jay: Glad to hear that you didn't waste your elementary school education on boys.

God Damn I love Me

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

Jester Jay: That is the Grizzly Beer Champion and here comes the Global Champion.

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

Ding Ding

Simon, Matt, and Rob are all staring at each other inside of the PWA ring, they surround the PWA logo as the referee backs away. All three men dive in, but Rob stops just before getting into the maylay, Simon and Matt ram into each other. Simon slaps Stone across the chest with a knifeedge chop backing him into the ropes. Simon with an Irish whip, Rob with a shoulder block before spinning off the bent over Matt to hit Simon with a leg sweep taking him down. Phoenix rushes back over to Matt, sending him down with a single arm DDT. Phoenix makes the cover.

One...

Simon pulls Phoenix off the pin, sending him backwards into the corner, following up with a shoulderblock of his own to the cornered Phoenix.

Jester Jay: The best man on Chaos is showing why he is the best.

Tear Gutter: But here comes the Grizzly Beer champion.

Matt sends Simon into the ropes with the sole of his boot to the face before Kalis runs back with a clothesline. Phoenix trips Kalis sending him right into a bridging leg hook suplex.

One...

T--Phoenix with a toe kick right to Stone's temple rolls him off the pin, to keep the match alive.

Tear Gutter: Phoenix not allowing the Grizzly Beer champion to pick up a victory.

Jester Jay: This match is going to live up to the show's name... Chaos.

Phoenix pulls Matt up to his feet, but Matt right back with a right hand rocks The Phoenix, Simon with a roll up from behind.

One...

Tw--

Matt Stone stomps on the back of Simon's head to break up the count. Simon rolls away from Matt as he stalks over to the co-Tag Team Champion. Simon acts like he doesn't want to get hit, Stone with a boot to the face rolls Simon onto the ring apron. Stone steps through the ropes, Phoenix kicks the ropes causing the middle rope to slam into Stone's crotch. Matt holds at himself as Simon flips him on through the ropes to the outside floor. Phoenix with a baseball slide, but Simon rolls off the apron to avoid the move, Phoenix slides on through. Simon with a right hand as the ten count is started.

One!

Phoenix with a right hand back to Simon.

Two!

Simon with a forearm backs Phoenix away from the ringpost.

Three!

Phoenix dives through a right and left.

Four!

Simon side steps the dive, he pushes Phoenix on past him.

Five!

Rob's shoulder is viciously slammed into the ringpost, his head took a bit of the contact as well.

Six!

Simon celebrates, but Matt Stone is there slamming a chair into the back of his skull.

Seven!

Matt rolls into the ring to break the count before rolling back outside. The referee starts the count again.

Jester Jay: I got a feeling Dwayne Cross is going to get tired of counting here tonight.

Tear Gutter: Well, they should keep it in the ring.

Stone pulls Kalis up to his feet, Irish whip into the announcers' table before he clothesline him onto the top of it. Stone climbs onto the top with Simon, pulling the Pantheon member up into a piledriver position. Stone has him up, but Simon is kicking his legs, he is back down. Here comes the Phoenix with a steel chair to the back of Simon's knees, Stone drops Kalis. Phoenix slams the chair into the turned face of Stone sending him off the table and down to the floor. Matt Stone stumbles up against the railing, Phoenix with a clothes...

Jester Jay: Stone sends Phoenix into the crowd!

Tear Gutter: Hopefully no one was hurt.

Matt turns around, to find the Phoenix laying in the lap of a few fans before they nonchalantly roll him off their laps. Stone turns around, but Kalis dives off the table with a crossbody sending both himself and Matt Stone over the railing and into the crowd.

Jester Jay: The count is up to eight, we are going to have a count out!

Masakazu is up on the ring apron, he interrupts the count, Dwayne must start over back at one because no referee can ever remember the last number they counted. Simon pulls a steel chair away from a fan, shot to the rising Phoenix, a shot to the downed Matt Stone; he drops the chair. Simon hops over the railing, heading back inside the ring as the count now reaches two. Simon stops by Masakazu, to get him to hand him a smoke and a lighter. Simon rolls into the ring where he lights up and sits on the top turnbuckle puffing away as though he has all of the time in the world. Phoenix slowly crawls over the railing, quickly being followed by Matt Stone. Stone spins Phoenix around... right hand, another, and a third. Phoenix is backed up against the ring post. Stone charges in, but Phoenix avoids the clothesline causing Stone to clothesline the unforgiving ringpost. Stone holds at the crook of his arm in pain, but Phoenix with a dropkick to the back of his skull sends him forehead first into the steel. Meanwhile back in the ring Simon flicks ashes on the canvas and grabs the attention of Dwayne Cross to make him start the count over again.

Jester Jay: Brilliant move by Simon here to keep this match going so that Phoenix and Stone will wear each other out.

Tear Gutter: But Simon would win by count-out.

Jester Jay: But Simon is looking at the bigger picture, Stone could possibly injure Phoenix during this match on the outside.

Tear Gutter: Sometimes, your intelligence amazes me.

Stone spins around, Phoenix ready for a body shot to Stone's ribs, but Stone delivers a stiff open handed slap to Rob's chest. Phoenix is stunned, folding himself over the pain, Stone with a European uppercut raises him back up. Stone with an elbow to Rob's midsection, sending Phoenix down to the floor with a hip toss. Back in the ring, Simon puts the smoke out with the heel of his boot, diving over the top rope with a plancha onto Matt Stone. Matt hits the floor in a crumpled heap.

Tear Gutter: Simon finished with his cigarette.

Jester Jay: I like to think of it as a mid match smoke break.

Simon pulls Matt up to roll him into the ring under the bottom rope, he does the same to The Phoenix. Simon climbs up the steps and into the ring. Kalis walks over to Masakazu, whispering something in his ear, his son nods his approval. Simon locks in his modified version of the STF on The Phoenix, right in the center of the ring.

Jester Jay: The Eyes of Eternity!

Tear Gutter: Masakazu up on the apron, referee Cross has no idea Phoenix is tapping.

Jester Jay: This move could cripple Phoenix before War Games!

Stone with a series of punches to Phoenix in the move as the referee turns around, Stone with a spinning heel kick to Simon knocks the submission hold loose. Simon rolls over and up beside the ropes. Matt runs,springing with a front foot thrust to Simon's face sending him into the corner. Matt climbs the turnbuckle with mounted punches as the crowd counts along.

One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten.

Tear Gutter: Matt Stone on fire now.

Jester Jay: Come on Kalis, do something.

Simon grabs Matt in an elevated rear waistlock before Stone can hop down from the mounted position. Simon goes to slam Matt down, but Stone counters with a tornado DDT taking Kalis down to the canvas.

Jester Jay: Matt Stone with the cover on Kalis!

One...

Two...

Tear Gutter: Phoenix with the save!

Both Phoenix and Matt Stone meet each other after Phoenix broke up the pin, they are in a collar and elbow tie up with neither man getting a big advantage. Phoenix with a hammerlock, Matt Stone reverses into a hammerlock of his own. Kalis pushes himself up to his feet...

Jester Jay: Sincerely on both Phoenix ad Matt Stone!

Tear Gutter: His left foot hitting Phoenix and his right foot going after Matt Stone!

Jester Jay: What amazing athleticism!

Simon makes the cover on both men as Dwayne Cross makes the count.

One...

Two...

Three.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: Winner of the triple threat... Simon Kalis!

Simon rolls off the pin, pulling himself up with the ropes as "Reise, Reise!" begins to play once more.

Tear Gutter: And after that terrific match, we must go to a commercial.

Good vs. Evil


Pantheon against Apostle...

... Rampage against Chaos

The battle for good and evil begins November 22nd.


Bubba J vs Ryan Ross

Main Event - Barbed Wire Cage Match


Tear Gutter: Oh can you feel the intensity filling the air, Jay?

Jester Jay: I definitely do, Tear. As everyone can plainly see, there is a cage made of barbed wire hanging over the ring right now waiting to trap two individuals in a deadly duel of the ages!

Tear Gutter: Oh yeah! Ryan Ross! Bubba J! RIGHT NOW FOLKS!

Jester Jay: With the winner becoming the number one contender to Rob's Global Title. And to be honest, I think Joe must have been high when he picked these two as the proper combatants to fight for that right.

Tear Gutter: Yeah right. Both of these guys are superstars.

DING DING DING

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: The following match is our MAIN EVENT for the evening! And it is a BARBED WIRE CAGE MATCH!

The fans errupt into cheers as the arena lights all focus on the impressive cage hanging over the ring.

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: Introducing first, he stands in at 6'2 and weighs in at 220 pounds... Hailing from Seattle, Washington... He is "The Fallen Prince" RYAN ROSS!

The Bird and the Worm Hits the PA system and plays it's rock and roll intro, and as soon as the lyrics hit the sound Ryan Ross Steps out from behind the curtain.

The fans give him a mixed reaction the Smarks cheer and the Marks boo. Ryan doesn't Care for any of it and just relishes in his own glorious wonder, as he steps down to the ramp and slowly walks down to the ring side area. At this point he walks over to the stairs and point to the crowd giving them the thumbs down in dissapproval, but suddenly before he can enter the ring Bubba J comes leaping over the barricade from the crowd and tackles Ryan Ross into the steel post. Bubba J starts throwing heavy lefts and heavy rights, Ross' head snapping back and forth with each ferocious hit from Bubba J until he falls to the outside of the ring. Bubba J holds onto the bottom rope from the outside and uses it as leverage as he starts stomping the hell out of Ryan Ross at this point. It's also at this point the cage is being lowered to trap both men inside.

DING DING DING

Tear Gutter: Bubba J wasting no time here, Jay!

Jester Jay: That god damn redneck can't let Ross even enjoy his entrance! What an ass!

Tear Gutter: I think it's interesting the assortment of weaponry placed underneath the ring by our crews during the commercial break.

Jester Jay: Interesting as in a god damn redneck is about to get his ass kicked!

The cage is lowered now and it doesn't seem to be the most sturdy one ever created as Bubba J goes to whip Ryan Ross right into it. Ross uses his free arm to grab onto the bottom rope and reverses it, instead Ryan Ross with a sudden and devastating hip toss on Bubba J right into the barbed wire cage! Bubba J hangs onto the cage for a few moments now, his skin hooked in as Ryan Ross smiles in enjoyment. Ross taunts Bubba J and then moves in and starts rubbing his face into the barbed wire, and Bubba J starts bleeding all over the place right away. Bubba J finally elbows Ryan Ross back and falls to the mat outside, bleeding from many places on his body. The fans cheer for Bubba to get up as Ryan Ross comes running towards him, but Bubba J hooks his legs onto Ryan Ross', tripping him face first into the barbed wire cage. Ross puts his hands up to save his face but hooks the skin of his forearms right onto the barbed wire. He winces as Bubba J is still recovering from his own meeting with the cage. Bubba J reaches into the bottom of the ring, and pulls out a BB GUN!

Jester Jay: Oh my God no.. He's about to pull a Kalis!

Tear Gutter: Cover your ass, Ross! Cover your ass!

Bubba J smiles as he checks to see if it's loaded and fires two shots into Ryan Ross' backside. Ross gets himself free of the barbed wire but seems to be in pain from the BB's he's pelted with. Bubba J raises the rifle to the cheers of the fans but Ross low blows him from behind causing Bubba to fall to his knees. Ross throws Bubba J into the ring and slides in himself now after him. Ross bounces his back off of the top rope and flips in the air hitting a senton splash onto Bubba J. Ryan Ross now grabs Bubba J by his head but Bubba headbutts Ross in the gut and uppercuts him in the chin sending Ross stumbling backwards. Bubba leans over the apron and grabs some extra barbed wire from beneath the ring, quickly wrapping it around his fists now, which causes him a degree of pain as well. Ross comes charging towards Bubba J as he gets up but Bubba spins and grabs Ross, lifting him up and slamming him to the canvas. Bubba stands up now to finish securing the barbed wire around his fists as Ross gets to his feet. Suddenly Ryan Ross unleashes an incredible left hook but his eyes widen as Bubba responds with a right jab of his own, smashing barbed wire into Ross' face. Ross stumbles back, and Bubba hits him with a left straight slicing Ross' forehead. Bubba yells as he comes forward, putting all his weight into the next right hook which causes the barbed wire to stick to Ross' chin as he falls back, taking Bubba with him.

Tear Gutter: Jesus! They're going to kill each other!

Jester Jay: Well hopefully just Bubba J, Tear.

Bubba J unwraps his hands in pain as there is still a chunk of barb still stuck in Ross' chin. Ross rolls out of the way and slides out of the ring holding his jaw as he bleeds profusely. Ross goes underneath the ring and pulls out a steel chair and a small heavy duty bag which he throws into the ring. Ross slides into the ring as Bubba grabs the bag. Bubba opens up the bag and thumb tacks begin to litter the canvas inside the ring. Ross goes for a swing with the chair and Bubba tries to duck but Ross follows him downward with the swing, cracking Bubba over the face hard with the chair. Bubba stumbles back unaware of what to do as Ross cracks the chair over his back now causing Bubba to fall to the canvas. Ross is relentless as he continues to use the chair like a hammer, repeatedly whacking Bubba J over his whole body with the chair. Ross tosses the chair aside and picks Bubba J up and puts his head between his legs, lifting him up and over his face now before sitting down with the powerbomb he drops Bubba J into, right over the thumbtacks!

Tear Gutter: DEVASTATION! WHAT A POWERBOMB FROM RYAN ROSS!!!!!!

Jester Jay: No need to scream, woman!

Tear Gutter: WHOA!

Ryan Ross is still hurt from the BB's to the buttocks as he rubs his ass in pain, and decides to begin heading to the top rope. He climbs it carefully but slips, landing on his groin and wincing in pain as Bubba J gets himself up. Bubba J rushes over and pushes Ryan Ross off the top rope now, and Ross stumbles off backwards and lands right against the barbed wire cage, sliding down on his back to the mat outside. Ross falls off and yells, as he holds onto his back, Bubba J himself dizzy and pulling out thumbtacks from his back as best he can. Bubba slides out of the ring and reaches underneath the ring and grabs a bottle of JD from beneath the ring! He opens up the bottle and starts chugging that good ol' Whiskey to the cheers of the fans.

Jester Jay: That drunk bastard!

Tear Gutter: It's entertaining though, isn't it?

He takes in half the 20 ounce bottle and then cracks it over the back of Ryan Ross' head so hard it shatters, spreading glass and whiskey everywhere! Ross while down reaches for some brass knuckles he has in his pocket and puts them on while Bubba J isn't paying attention. Then as Bubba walks over to continue his assault Ryan Ross punches him in the knee cap with the brass knuckles on. Bubba winces and holds his knee as Ross latches onto Bubba J's neck and does an awkward, yet very effective faceplant DDT right onto the broken glass with Bubba J's face! Bubba screams as a huge shard of glass punctures into his jawbone, and he rips it out quickly.

Tear Gutter: OH MY GOD STOP THE MATCH! BUBBA J WAS STABBED WITH A SHARD OF GLASS!

Jester Jay: Oh please, it was a damn puncture. A tiny puncture and he seems fine, I mean look!

Bubba J seems angry and the pain isn't effecting him as much because of the whiskey he drank and he grabs a handful of thumbtacks from inside the ring and headbutts Ryan Ross. Ross stumbles back and Bubba grabs Ross by the pants and pours the thumbtacks down Ross' underwear! Ross shrieks as Bubba stomps him in the testicules. Ross screams and spears Bubba J right into the barbed wire cage! Ross cuts his face as a result and Bubba's back bleeds even more but both men are stuck. As Bubba remains trapped onto the barbs by his back and Ross by his face, Bubba starts rubbing and meshing Ross' face against the barbed wire much to the chagrin of The Fallen Prince. Ross is freed by this however and Bubba is not. Ross starts laying in heavy shots to Bubba's face with the brass knuckles, sticking to the right hooks and jabs battering Bubba J.

Tear Gutter: These guys are relentless!

Jester Jay: Ah the smell of redneck blood in the evening... Delicacy.

There is blood everywhere, from both men now as Ross stops while Bubba J frees himself of the barbed wire and stumbles forward into Ryan Ross. Both men use each other to hold each other up in a momentary lapse in fighting as they catch their breath. This is quickly over as Bubba uses the Nut Sack Whack on Ryan Ross! Ross is disgusted as he is hurt somewhat by the move and Bubba J follows it up with the Butt Crack Attack! Bubba J moves quickly now reaching underneath the ring for yet something else! This time he finds a few firecrackers! Ryan Ross is reeling and Bubba lights the firecrackers, waiting for the right moment before chucking them into Ross' face as he turns around and they go off in his face! Ross stumbles back and right into the barbed wire cage! Ross winces as his back hooks on and Bubba J rushes towards him, but Ross moves out of the way and Bubba J runs right into the cage and rips his skin as he does so!

Tear Gutter: So much blood, my god...

Jester Jay: What's with the ring though? What'd they have underneath there? They have almost everything except the kitchen sink!

It's at this point Ross reaches under the ring to find something of his own and pulls out a kitchen sink.

Jester Jay: I spoke too soon...

As Bubba J stumbles back Ross grabs him and plants him down into the kitchen sink with a reverse DDT, shattering the kitchen sink with Bubba's head. It's at this point Ross lifts him up into a powerbomb position once more, but begins to run towards the other side of the cage and jumps into the air and lands hard with Bubba J! Bubba J lands right into the barbed wire cage, his skin on his back tearing as he comes crashing down hard and the back of his head bleeding now heavily as well, both men remain motionless on the mat outside the ring. The fans cheer for Bubba J to get up but Ross is up first and he stumbles around and starts to climb the cage, but Bubba grabs him and pulls him off, Ryan Ross now landing onto that broken kitchen sink and hurting himself immensely. Bubba J starts to climb the cage and his hands shred and rip with each movement upwards as the fans cheer. Ross gets to his feet and begins to climb rapidly as Bubba J climbs over the top of the cage. Ross is on the opposite side, at the top as well!

Jester Jay: Holy crap Gutter, they're not gonna do what I think they're gonna do?

Tear Gutter: GERONIMO!

Bubba J and Ryan Ross both look at each other from opposite ends of the cage and leap to their fate.

DING DING DING

Tamara Christopher-Onassi: The winner of this match... uh... hold on please.

Tamara and the referees are looking at the replay.

Tear Gutter: They hit the ground at the same time!

Jester Jay: BULL! Ryan Ross hit first! He's lighter!

Tamara and the refs have come to an agreement...

Tamara Christopher Onassi: The winner of this match... BUBBA J...

Jester Jay: NO!

Tamara Christopher Onassi: AND RYAN ROSS!

Tear Gutter: SEE! Told you Jay!

Bubba and Ross are barely moving, just hearing the news that they both hit the ground at the same time. Neither one can believe it, and the crowd goes crazy. "The Empire Strikes First" hits the sound system as Joe BoXeR comes out on the stage. The crowd is chanting "REMATCH! REMATCH!"

Tear Gutter: Rematch... good God, I don't know if these two can take that again.

The music dies down and Joe speaks.

Joe BoXeR: Wow.. I am just stunned. You guys put on a hell of a show... and you know what? I'm in such a great mood tonight... that BOTH OF YOU are the number one contenders to Phoenix's Global Title!

Jester Jay: Of course... way to go, Joe.

Tear Gutter: Your sarcasm is disappointing. That is a great decision, and Phoenix is going to have his hands full whenever the time comes to defend his Global Title.

And fade.

(C) PWA 2009