World Heavyweight Title: The Phoenix
Intercontinental Title: Johnny Maverick


The scene opens up to a sold out and packed Rampage. The cameras scan through the crowd looking for various signs. Some of the signs shown say "The Phoenix = The Real World Champion", "How About A Grizzly Beer!?!", just to name a few. Then the lights go dim as the people scatter back to their seats. Suddenly you can hear the dragging guitar riff of Cage The Elephant's "Ain't No Rest For The Wicked".

‘I was walking down the street,
When out the corner of my eye
I saw a pretty little thing approaching me.’

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

‘She said "I've never seen a man
Who looks so all alone,
Could you use a little company?’

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

‘If you pay the right price
Your evening will be nice,’

Matthew Stone is shown grabbing his GB Championship. As he turns around you can see a small creeping across his face.

‘And you can go and send me on my way."
I said "You're such a sweet young thing
Why you do this to yourself?"
She looked at me and this is what she said,’

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 Jethro Hayes in the locker room, taping his fists. Getting ready for war. That switches to the picture of Matthew Engel standing in the middle of the ring with the PWA World's Heavyweight Champion, Razzior. A spotlight shines on them and the glittering gold while shadows of the Rampage roster stare at them from the outside.

‘Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Money don't grow on trees.
I got bills to pay,
I got mouths to feed,
There ain't nothing in this world for free.
I know I can't slow down,
I can't hold back,
Though you know, I wish I could.
No there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good.’

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.

This Is The Order

As we fade in following the final commercial break before the show, we come to see what's going on outside of the arena tonight as a black BMW X5 SUV with tinted windows rolls up to the entrance, the front license plate reading "Cha0s" and loud rap music emanating from the vehicle so loud it causes vibrations on the ground surrounding it. It's at this point new security guards for Rampage show up, accompanied by strange looking men in suits. One who is very familiar.

Agent Olen: Aaron!

Kalis steps out of the BMW X5 first, a look of discontent and surprise creeping over his face as he softly closes the door. He adjusts the tag title over his shoulder as Masakazu steps out from the passenger side now, quite alert.

Agent Olen: Welcome to Rampage.

Kalis looks around, then at Masakazu and both men exchange sorrowful glances.

Simon Kalis: Riiiiight...

Kalis and Masakazu approach Agent Olen now, who is accompanied by the PWA's own security for the evening as well as a number of other unamed agents.

Agent Olen: I bet you're wondering why I'm here tonight, aren't you?

Masakazu: Yeah, pardon my French but... no shit.

Kalis smirks at Masakazu and nods.

Simon Kalis: I thought we were through with each other.

Agent Olen: In a business sense, we are.

Simon Kalis: Then? What're you here to confiscate my weapons?

Olen looks around and then shakes his head.

Agent Olen: No. I'm afraid I'm here on behalf of Xavier. Xavier Gold. I'm sure you remember him, don't you?

Kalis steps back, and places his hand close to his belt where no doubt he has his pistol.

Simon Kalis: Oh yeah, I know damn well who that is.

Agent Olen: You ended his short-lived career here in the PWA. It was pure chance that he ended up signing with the same company you did.

Masakazu: What does this matter?

Agent Olen: Xavier will never walk again. You know that, right Aaron?

Kalis smirks and nods.

Simon Kalis: That was the plan.

Agent Olen: I wish you hadn't said that...

Olen sighs, stepping aside as do all the security guards and other agents.

Masakazu: What does that mean?

Agent Olen: Good luck tonight gentlemen... I'll see you after the show.

Kalis seems agitated but nods as Masakazu and he head on into the building. As The Order of Chaos disappears into the arena, outside Agent Olen smashes his fist on their X5 and lowers his head, choked up with emotion.

Agent Olen: God damn it Aaron... God damn it.

Chrono Clepsydra vs LJ Xero

Both wrestlers are already in the ring and getting ready to start their match, when the lights go off. When the lights come back on, standing in the middle of both men is a very monstrous looking hooded being. Xero rushes in and is greet with a vicious boot to the face, taking him off his feet. Chrono waits til it looks like the figure is busy with Xero to attack, only to be met with a lighting quick chokeslam. The tall man calls for a mic as he paces around the bodies left in the ring.

Tall Man: You have forgotten. And now it is time for you to remember. To remember it all.

The man steps over the top ropes and heads towards the back as the crowd just watches, before the view switches over to the announcer table.

Draze vs Harvey the Hardcore Hippo

The match was supposed to be a showcase between Rampage and Chaos, but it turned into a one man show featuring The Hardcore Hippo. The Insane cruiserweight put on a clinic in the ring as Draze was never able to make it out of the gate for this match. Using the variety of moves in his set, Harvey keep the match fast pace from the ring bell to start to the ring bell to end. Using a mix of hard hitting brawling with technical wrestling, Harvey punished Draze with a attack using a mix of suplexes and vicious elbow drops

Draze tried to make a small comeback. A quick rake to the eyes followed up with moves focusing on Harvey's hips and knees almost gave Draze an opening. But Draze went to the well one too many times and gets caught with a vicious clothesline. IT was hard for Draze to come back from the move and Harvey started to work his way back into control. The hippo punished Draze piller to post. getting him ready for the end. But it wasn't til Harvey nailed the Hippo Charge, that The Hardcore hippo signaled for the end of the match. Harvey earned the winner's paycheck by nailing A Word From Our Sponsors to get the 1...2...3...

WINNER: Harvey The Hardcore Hippo

A Pep Talk from Matthew Engel

We go backstage and find Matthew Engel getting ready for his first match in 2010. Engel is ready to go in his dark green tuxedo, and every-day-man Bud Adams is standing by.

Bud Adams: Alright PWA fans, I am here with former World Champion Matthew Engel.

The crowd in the arena begins to boo heavily.

Bud Adams: Tonight you're scheduled to face former tag champ, Ryan Ross, in a heavily anticipated singles match that has never happened before.

Matthew Engel: All my matches are heavily anticipated, Bud.. that's why I'm me.

Bud Adams: Right - do you have any thoughts on how you plan to approach this match?

Matthew Engel: I don't want to sound like a broken record, but I will approach this match like I do every week - like it's the most important match of my career. Now, some of them are, and some of them aren't, but when I get inside that ring I don't have any distinction between the two. Every opponent, every match, everything I do inside the squared circle is full of purpose and the burning desire to be the best in the world. I do this every week, Bud, and just because Ross was forced to jump ship to Rampage for only one week won't change my approach on this match.

Bud Adams: How do you feel about Ross immediately wanting to go back to Chaos?

Matthew Engel: The obvious is that Ross couldn't handle the heat that is Rampage.. but I know the underlying reason: he wants to destroy Bubba. I, for one, know more about heated rivalries and destruction than most people here, so I am sympathetic to his situation. However, if he was more about wanting to be the best and beat the best, he wouldn't have said anything and he would have kept his spot on Rampage.

Bud Adams: You believe the only reason that's driving Ross to go back to Chaos is Bubba J?

Matthew Engel: That and a very.. idiotic and surprising infatuation with the Global Title. I don't see how those guys on Chaos have such a hard-on for a made-up title that has no history. Why? Because the Phoenix has held it for so many days? Give me a break. The real gold is on Rampage, at least it used to be until the Grizzly Beer title made its way back to Rampage. But hey, at least we still have the World Title, the most sought-after title in PWA history. Forget what you know about the Global Title, the World Title has been around the waist of some of the best wrestlers to ever grace a PWA ring, including myself.

Bud Adams: Matt, your match against Raizzor at Ground Zero was certainly a memorable one, but the result didn't go in your favor. Do you have any plans to bounce back into the World Title scene?

Matthew Engel: Of course I do, Bud. But, unlike Michael and his corrupted brother, I don't go around acting like a puppeteer and I can't magically insert myself into any match I please.

Bud Adams: What do you mean, Matt? You think that because of Raizzor's association with President Chamelion was the only reason he was fighting you for the World Title?

Matthew Engel: Do you see it any other way? Michael likes to think that nobody else was willing to stand up, that I had gotten rid of whatever good competition was left, but we all know that's a lie. What about Marxx? He was conveniently booked in an Intercontinental Title match, but there was no reason other than Raizzor's own personal gain to keep Marxx from fighting for the World Title once more. Unfortunately, Marxx being the guy that he is, he'll just stand there and take being screwed week after week and having his talent limited to a second tier title.

Bud Adams: A title you held twice, by the way.

Matthew Engel: You're right, but I also recall holding that World Title three times.

Bud Adams: That's a good point. So aside from the Sommers conspiracy that ended your title reign, what do you plan to do about it now?

Matthew Engel: What I always do. Stir things up, knock back the competition, and show everyone why I'm one of the best wrestlers here. But, there is one more thing left to do before I start my hunt for the World Title again.

Bud Adams: And what's that?

Matthew Engel: Oh, you don't know? There's a supercard coming up on January 24th. On that magnificent Sunday, you will see Matthew Engel defeat Riona Langly in whatever kind of match she wants. It doesn't matter, because believe you me, I am going to *beep*ing destroy her like she's never been destroyed before, and I'm not talking about a shady porn production. But don't you worry kid, I'll make sure that you're able to walk down to the ring at Genesis.

Bud Adams: Well that's nice of you. And yes, one match announced for Genesis X is Riona Langly taking on Raizzor, and there's a really good chance it will be a World Title match.

Matthew Engel: I'm sure it will be. The Sommers have a knack for making sure things go their way. But, we all know that if Raizzor ever dared to step into the ring with me again, the results wouldn't be the same. I would crush his body and soul with the Euthanasia and Michael would be pinned by the most dominate PWA superstar. And Bud, you can bet your ten-dollar hookers on that one.

Bud Adams: My what?

Matthew Engel: Get out of here, Bud.

Bud looks into the camera a little confused, but does as Engel says. Bud leaves the lockerroom, but not before passing Jethro Hayes, who makes his way INTO Engel's lockerroom. The camera stays on as Hayes walks through the doorway and Engel turns around. Bud, of course, tries to get a word with Hayes.

Bud Adams: Jethro! Can we get an inter--

Hayes closes the door on Bud. And then turns around to Engel.

Jethro Hayes: So.. Matthew... it's been awhile, hasn't it?

Engel scoffs, giving Hayes no response.

Jethro Hayes: You still don't think I'm ready huh?

Matthew Engel: I know you're not ready, Hayes.

Jethro Hayes: Either way, the fans want exactly what I want. I want you inside the ring, because we aren't done yet.

Matthew Engel: Well.. can I be blunt with you?

Engel puts his foot up on the bench in the lockerroom and leans closer towards Jethro.

Matthew Engel: I don't give a *beep* what you want.

Jethro Hayes: You can't run forever, Matt. Soon enough, them people out there are gonna get through to the board, or even Chamelion, and we're gonna have ourselves another showdown.

Matthew Engel: Run? I'm not running, Hayes. I've got bigger fish to fry now, you're old news.

Jethro Hayes: Old news? Matt, did Raizzor knock some of that magical Engel intelligence out your noggin? When you and I are in the ring together, be it a team or opponents, the PWA experiences some of its highest ratings. You think Mark or the board is just gonna ignore that?

Matthew Engel: Don't you have a match to lose?

Hayes gives a sarcastic smile.

Jethro Hayes: Soon, Matt. Soon.

Hayes turns around and opens the lockerroom door, where Bud is standing and still begging for an interview. Hayes politely tells Bud he has to get ready for his match and the cameras go back to Jon McDaniel and Brian Rentfro for the next match.

Jethro Hayes vs Sunshine Warrior

One of the sleeper matches of the night included former World Champion Jethro Hayes taking on Sunshine Warrior. The smaller Heavyweight tried to use his speed advantage against the big red hick. Using some educated feet he chopped away at Hayes' thighs and legs with some stiff shots. Hayes is able to get a few shots in, but can't really get a good grab on him due to the attack to his legs.

But Sunshine Warrior makes the big mistake of going toe to toe with Hayes, after getting him done to one knee. But a quick shot to the midsection, slows SW down enough for Hayes to get a good grab on him with a single arm DDT. Hayes pummels Sunshine with some brutal haymakers that rock the smaller man. Sunshine Warrior nails a dropkick to the knees to get him some breathing room. The hippo punished Draze piller to post. getting him ready for the end. Sunshine Warrior stumbles right into the waiting arms of Hayes, who nails the Wheelbarrow Driver. Hayes keeps a hold of SW and yanks his head in between his legs. The fans explodes as they know whats coming next...THE PLANTER!!! Followed by the 3 count pinfall.

WINNER: Jethro Hayes

A Final Word

Jon McDaniel: Well folks, Emperor Ian may no longer be a part of the PWA...

Brian Rentfro: And thank god for that.

Jon: As I was saying, he may no longer be a PWA wrestler, but we have not yet seen the last of Emperor Ian. We have received a video from the former Intercontinental champ giving us his reaction to being fired at X-Mas at Ground Zero.

Cut to Ian sitting in his favorite recliner with a cold beer in his hand.

Ian: Hey there PWA fans. I hope you're enjoying the show so far. I wanna thank Mark Sommers and Eli Storm for allowing me to address the people one last time...even if they did charge me a large fee for the privilege. Anyway, I want Chamelion to know that I have decided not to kill him. Believe me, after that fiasco at the pay per view, I was ready to commit homicide. Luckily I just got wasted and passed out instead. The next day, my agent received offers from promoters all over the world wanting to know if I was really fired and if I was available for booking.

As it turned out, getting pink slipped actually helped my career. I get to travel the globe wrestling fewer dates for greater pay. While the PWA paid nicely, my salary hadn't increased significantly since my debut, when I was an unknown. Now I'm a star and I will be getting paid like one. So, I'm going to be away for a few months at the least. I'm not going to plead for my job or wear a mask or anything like that. After my commitments are met, I'll be willing to meet with management should they want to bring me back. If they don't want me back, then I will find a promotion that does.

Oh and before I go, I have a question for Mark; What would have happened if a wrestler had unwrapped both the intercontinental belt and the pink slip? Would the champ be fired, and free to go to another fed with the belt? Would he be fired as soon as he lost the title? You probably dodged a bullet with the way the match worked out. While I don't need to come back, it would be nice to get a shot at regaining the championship. After all, I did pin Marxx and won the first fall. I would have retained the belt in a normal match.

Well I don't want to pay Sommers anymore than I already have, so I'll say goodbye. But rest assured ladies and gentlemen, that the Emperor will strike -

We cut back the the announcers.

Brian Rentfro: Well good riddance I say.

Jon McDaniel: I have a feeling he'll be back in the PWA one day.

Brian Rentfro: Like herpes, you can never completely get rid of him.

Ryan Ross vs Matthew Engel

"Burn In My Light" by Mercy Drive 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.

Eric Emerson: Introducing first, hailing from Seattle, Washington....

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.

Eric Emerson: He stands 6'2 and weighs 220 pounds... he is a two time PWA Tag Team Champion.... RYAN.. 'RED HOT'.. .ROSS!!!!!

At this point he walks over to the stairs and point to the crowd giving them the thumbs don in disapproval. Ryan then goes to the closest turnbuckle and mounted it throwing his arms out to his side as his music slowly fades out.

Jon McDaniel: A highly anticipated match Brian as Ross returns to Rampage, if only for one night, to take on Rampage's former World Champion.

Brian Rentfro: Indeed Jon, and the funny part is that Ross thinks he can hang in the same league as Matthew Engel.

Jon McDaniel: I believe he can as Ross's singles career has been blossoming on Chaos.

Brian Rentfro: But Chaos is clearly not as good as we are, Jon.

The lights go out inside the arena as "Sympathy for the Devil" performed by Guns N' Roses hits the sound system. Green and silver pyros shoot off as spotlights around the PWAtron move to the rhythm of the song.

Eric Emerson: Introducing now, hailing from Milwaukee, Wisconsin...

Matthew Engel steps out from behind the curtains as one of the moving spotlights shines down on him. He is in his usual dark green tuxedo. The magnificent voice of Axl Rose comes to life.

"Please allow me to introduce myself..
I'm a man of wealth and taste."

The crowd gets on their feet, but most of them are boo'ing the former World Champion. Engel begins to make his way down to the ring.

Eric Emerson: He stands six feet tall and weighs in tonight at 212 pounds...

"Pleased to meet you.. hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game."

Engel remains focused on the ring, and reaches the steel steps. He ascends onto the apron, and climbs into the ring between the top and middle ropes.

Eric Emerson: He is a three time World Heavyweight Champion and a two time Intercontinental Champion... he is MATTHEW.. "VIRUS"... ENGEL!!!!

"Just as every cop is a criminal..
and all the sinners.. saints..
as heads is tails, just call me Lucifer..
'cause I'm in need of some restraint.

So if you meet me..
have some courtesy..
have some sympathy..
and some taste.

Use all your well learned politesse
or I'll lay your soul to waste."

Engel has removed his jacket, tie, and dress shirt, revealing his standard white undershirt as "Sympathy" dies down. He begins to stretch in the ring and prepare himself for the match.

Jon McDaniel: A new entrance for Matthew Engel tonight, Brian.

Brian Rentfro: I love it Jon!

Jon McDaniel: Of course you do.


Ross and Engel circle each other in the ring but locking up. Engel gets the advantage early and puts Ross in a hammerlock, but Ross quickly slips out of it and reaches back with his elbow but hits nothing but air. Engel picks up Ross for a back body drop and slams him down on the mat. Engel goes into the ropes and comes down with a highly elevated knee drop over Ross' forehead. Ross gets up to his feet and Engel tries for a roundhouse, but Ross ducks and takes down Engel with a sweep kick. Ross immediately mounts Engel and lays into him with rights and lefts, as Engel tries to block most of the blows. Ross gets to his feet and stomps on Engel's stomach and chest. Ross brings Engel up to his feet and lifts him up vertically in suplex formation and drops him down for a brainbuster!

Jon McDaniel: What a brainbuster from Ryan Ross!

Brian Rentfro: You act like you've never seen a brainbuster before?

Ross immediately covers Engel.


Kick out!

Brian Rentfro: Not even a two count! Welcome back to Rampage, Ross, you actually have to try here.

Jon McDaniel: Whoa, Brian. Just because we proved to be the better show doesn't mean we need to gloat about it.

Ross gets Engel up to his feet and whips him into the corner. Ross rushes in for a corner splash and connects. Ross nails Engel with a hard right and then hip tosses Engel out of the corner. Ross goes against the ropes and comes back with a leg drop over the throat of Engel. Ross covers again.


Kick out!

Ross slams the mat in frustration and tries to give referee Lance Weston some lip, but Lance tells Ross to do his job.

Jon McDaniel: Ross needs to concentrate more on the former World Champion here Brian.

Brian Rentfro: Speaking of, he's on his feet!

Engel rises back up and Ross turns around, immediately throwing a right hand but Engel just barely dodges it and catches Ross' right arm, taking him to the mat with a crippler cross-face submission move!

Jon McDaniel: And Engel counters with a crossface! He's got it locked in!

Brian Rentfro: Whoo! Come on Matt!

Ross is trying his best to get out of the move, but it's no use. Engel has got the moved locked in, with Ross' neck almost bent all the way back. However, the bottom rope is not too far away as Ross tries to advance near it.

Jon McDaniel: Ross is trying to get to that bottom rope.

Brian Rentfro: No shot!

Ross keeps pulling closer and closer, and finally reaches out. The tips of his fingers grace the rope and move it a little, but he's still too far away. Meanwhile Engel is trying his best to push back on Ross and keep him from getting to the ropes. Referee Lance Weston is down in Ross' face asking him if he wants to give up. Ross shakes his head no tenaciously, and tries again to get to that bottom rope. Ross is successful!

Jon McDaniel: And Ross has the bottom rope, but Engel isn't letting go!

Brian Rentfro: Because Engel's smart, he knows he's got five more seconds to wear Ross down.

Weston: 1! 2! 3! 4!

Engel breaks the hold and Ross immediately grabs his neck and head. Engel gets up to his feet and lays a calculated stomp to the back of Ross' neck. He does it again and again, and then picks Ross up to his feet. He sends Ross into the ropes. Ross comes back and tries to spear Engel but Engel leapfrogs him and Ross bounces off the opposite set of ropes right into a thrust kick from Engel! Ross took most of that blow to the stomach and is doubled over, and Engel plants him in the mat with a DDT. He covers.



Kick out!!

Brian Rentfro: That was a 3!

Jon McDaniel: No it wasn't.

Engel gets Ross up to his feet, but Ross nails Engel with an elbow to the stomach. He does it again and then gives Engel an european uppercut which sends Engel reeling back against the ropes. Ross charges at Engel, but Engel bends over and lifts Ross up and over the ropes. However, Ross grabs hold of the top rope and uses it to land safely on the apron behind Engel. Ross tries to hit Engel but Engel ducks, turns, and comes back with an uppercut that sends Ross off the apron and down to the floor!

Brian Rentfro: What a punch!

Jon McDaniel: Shades of Mike Tyson there... Ross might be knocked out.

But that's not the case as Ross begins to get up to his knees and his feet. Engel however is on the top rope and leaps off, trying for a double arm axe handle on Ross. Ross counters with a kick to Engel's stomach and puts Engel back-first on the floor with a quick release powerbomb!

Brian Rentfro: Oh God!

Jon McDaniel: And Ross lays out the former World Champ with a powerbomb on the outside, and Lance Weston is forced to start the count.

Weston: 1!

Ross begins to stomp Engel some more and then get him up to his feet.

Weston: 2!

Ross grabs Engel by the head and slams him face-first into the ringpost!

Weston: 3!

Engel tries to get back up to his feet but Ross nails him with a knee uppercut and then dropkicks Engel down to the floor again.

Weston: 4!

Ross looks up to the ring and slides back in, wiping his hands.

Weston: 5!

Engel begins to stir on the outside and tries to get up to his feet.

Weston: 6!

Jon McDaniel: Engel might get counted out here Brian.

Brian Rentfro: I'll believe that when pigs fly, Jon.

Weston: 7!

Weston: 8!

Engel is finally to his feet, but a little dazed.

Weston: 9!

Engel sprints to the ring and slides in just before the ten count. Ross meets him immediately and lays the boots on him. Ross lifts Engel up to his feet and takes him down with a double underhook suplex. Ross covers.



Kick out!!

Ross slams the mat in frustration and gets Engel up to his feet. Ross sends Engel into the ropes and Engel bounces back. Ross tries for a clothesline and Engel ducks underneath. Engel stops on a dime and turns around, but so does Ross, and both men nail each other in the temple with right punches!

Jon McDaniel: Whoa! Both men go down!

Brian Rentfro: What a collision!

Weston starts the ten count.

Weston: 1!

Ross and Engel begin to stir... and Ross manages to get up to a knee.

Weston: 2!

Ross uses the ropes and finally gets up to his feet and Weston stops the count. Ross walks over to Engel, but Engel was playing possum and charges with a spear! Engel takes Ross down hard. Engel nails Ross with rights and lefts, and then gets Ross up to his feet. Engel tosses him into the turnbuckles and Engel charges, but Ross moves out of the way just in time and Engel smashes into the turnbuckles chest-first.

Jon McDaniel: Ouch! Ross got out of there just in time!

Brian Rentfro: One second later and Ross would have been pancaked!

Ross gets behind Engel and tries to launch him with a german suplex, but Engel uses his agility and Ross' momentum and flips in the air, landing on his feet behind Ross. Ross turns around with a surprised look and Engel just smiles.


Brian Rentfro: NOW he's pancaked!

Engel demolishes Ross with the Sons of Plunder and immediately goes for the cover.





Eric Emerson: And the winner of this match... MATTHEW... "VIRUS"... ENGEL!!!!

Engel rises up to his feet as Lance Weston raises Engel's left arm in the air. The crowd begins to boo Engel bad, but a "RAMPAGE!" chant brews up in some of the front rows. Ross slides out of the ring, grabbing his face and head. He walks to the back with disappointment, even giving some of the Rampage fans obscene gestures.

Jon McDaniel: And even though I've never agreed with Engel's... 'principles', tonight he shows that he's still one of the best in the PWA and keeps the Rampage dominance going.

Brian Rentfro: Indeed Jon. This was an essential win for Rampage in the war against Chaos.. which I'm pretty sure we've already won. But hey, at least they're persistent.

Engel slides out of the way and makes his way to the back, nothing but determination and focus on his face.

Raizzor vs RJ Banks

Before the match began, Raizzor came to the ring and cut the following promo:

“Phoenix, in two weeks, we will enter this ring and clash for perhaps the final time. It wont be about titles, or grudges, but of respect. We both stand tall as five time champions. Take heed, however, that for the past ten years, the decade that lays in our past, we have crossed paths so many times; and it has been devastating to us both… let us take this match, and make it what it is meant to be; a showcase of the two men who have lived, breathed and died PWA together.. and show the new blood, that they have a hell of a mountain to climb, before they can claim to be what you and I both are; legends. This, I promise!”

Raizzor then turned and awaited RJ Banks. Banks came to the ring, eyeing Raizzor carefully and the two locked up dead center of the ring. Banks went all out, doing everything he could to keep Raizzor from getting a solid advantage. The young blood meant to step up and show the Legend he was the new man of the PWA, and showcased his extensive talent. Raizzor came back however, and once in control did not let up. Raizzor returned the favor; reminding the young blood of their uphill climb and drove RJ Banks ‘to hell’ at the seven minute mark.

Winner: Raizzor

Order of Chaos (C) vs Viktor Stone & Shadow Starr

PWA Tag Title Match

Brian Rentfro: Well, we've seen quite a bit over the night, but our next contest is one that boils down to the best of the best in this business.

Jon McDaniel: That's correct, Brian. The Order of Chaos, undefeated since gaining the Tag Team Championships face off against their most recent foes, Viktor Stone and Shadow Starr.

Brian Rentfro: The last time these two teams met, the Order of Chaos won with another major win on their record. But tonight, determination and possibly desperation might give the two former Intercontinental Champions their first taste of gold in 2010!

Eric Emerson: Ladies and gentlemen, the following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the Pioneer Wrestling Association Tag Team Championships!

A pulsing beat hits the speakers as "The Beginning Is The End Is The Beginning" by Smashing Pumpkins begins to play as a man steps out from the smoke rising up from the entrance ramp. The man is wearing Black boots and Black kneepads and Blue baggy jean shorts. He tops that off with a Grey "The Apostles of Ares" hoodie with the sleeves cut off and the hood over his head. He also has his fists and forearms taped up.

Eric Emerson: Introducing first, the challengers...

"Send a heartbeat to
The void that cries through you
Relive the pictures that have come to pass
For now we stand alone
The world is lost and blown
And we are flesh and blood disintegrate
With no more to hate"

Eric Emerson: He hails from Hartford, CT... he is VIKTOR STONE!!!!

Pyros spike up from the entrance all the way down the ramp. Stone begins to make his way down the rampway as Blue lights flicker through the arena. On the screen behind him, you can see clips from Stone's various PWA matches.

"Is it bright where you are
Have the people changed
Does it make you happy you're so strange
And in your darkest hour
I hold secrets flame
We can watch the world devoured in its pain"

Stone makes it ringside and slides under the bottom rope. He hopes up and scans the crowd while taking off his hoodie, reveling his shirtless, Tattooed body. Stone sits in the corner, waiting as his music dies and gives way to the next tune.

Eric Emerson: And his tag team partner...

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

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

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

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

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

We don't leave one standin' when we breakin' 'em off
Takin' a loss?
Not a chance in your life
If being fresh is wrong, I don't wanna be right
Stop, drop, and roll
We got soul
Safe to pop off when we lock and load

Shadow takes off his hat, throwing it into the crowd. He smiles as the cheers continue, making his way into the ring.

So this how we get this done
You can check on the rep, yep,
Second to None

Shadow climbs the northeast turnbuckle, raising his arms skyward as he raises his index and middle fingers on each hand. He climbs down, greeting his partner in the center of the ring. They shake hands as they turn to the ramp, awaiting their challenge.

Eric Emerson: And their opponents...

"Last Ones Left(Order of Chaos Remix)" by 2Pac & The Outlawz begins to blare over the arena and the fans are quick to jump to their feet. The strobe lights search the crowd, flashing colors of blue and white.

Eric Emerson:...The Army of Honor...

The anticipation is building now as the famed skull and bones logo of the Order begins to appear faintly over the tron.

Eric Emerson:...Masakazu...

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

Eric Emerson: ...Simon Kalis...

The fans erupt into an even louder chorus of cheers as the Order's logo finally appears clearly and fireworks are set off in the center of the stage as both Simon Kalis and his son Masakazu now appear from behind the curtains.

Eric Emerson:...Your Unified Tag Team Champions, THE ORDER OF CHAOS...

Both men now make their way down to the ring, slapping the hands of fans as they pass by and playing to the crowd until they get into the ring and await the coming fight. The referee takes the tag titles, showing them to each team, then raises them high above his head. The two teams disperse to their corners, the Order of Chaos starting Simon while Shadow reluctantly allows Viktor the first shot. The bell rings, beginning this epic bout.

Brian Rentfro: We are looking at two dominating teams in the Order of Rampage and the Beasts of Legend...

Jon McDaniel: Wait... what did you just say?

Brian Rentfro: Beasts of Legend??

Jon McDaniel: Dude, they haven't really picked a name yet... and that other one?

Brian Rentfro: The Order of Rampage?

Jon McDaniel: Chaos, dumbass. Just because they were drafted to the other show doesn't mean they've changed their name....

The match begins with Viktor and Simon in a collar-and-elbow. The ferocity on the Beast's face is only outshone by his ferocity in movement as he forces Simon across the ring. Simon backs into the ropes, Viktor breaking his hold on Simon. Kalis starts off the ropes, but is met with a big boot from Viktor, sending the Cult Hero outside the ring. Masakazu enters the ring, getting into Viktor's face as he screams something about "uncalled for", Shadow slowly entering the ring himself. Viktor pushes Masa, the younger Kalis not happy. He shoves Viktor back as Shadow charges across the ring, leaping over the top rope and landing a huge cross-body on Simon who has just risen to his feet!

Brian Rentfro: This match has started off the same way it has been acclaimed; a war between two dominant forces.

Jon McDaniel: Maybe, but this is a wrestling match. The referee needs to get some order before it gets too crazy out there...

Brian Rentfro: What, Jonny? Afraid the Order of Rampage is gonna spill some blood? Or is it that you're afraid Stone and Starr aren't up to the challenge of the Order?

Jon McDaniel: Enough with the Order of Rampage! There is no order of rampage! God...

The referee sends Masa to his corner, Viktor turning his attention to Simon. The Cult Hero is rolled into the ring by Shadow, who takes one last shot at Kalis with a big boot across the skull before heading back to his own corner. Viktor covers Kalis, the ref drops.

Kick-out by Simon Kalis!

Brian Rentfro: Damn. Almost had new champs, and the Order of Ra...

Jon McDaniel: Don't even.

Viktor picks up Simon, irish whipping him into his corne... no, Kalis reverses, holding Viktor's arm long enough to spring back and nail a clothesline! Kalis rises, stomping on the Beast as he uses the ropes to gain a vertical base, throwing blind elbows back at Simon. The Cult Hero brings the Beast to his feet, irish whipping him into the Order's corner. Kalis makes a tag, Masa leaping in and going to work with a flurry of kicks and punches to Viktor's abdomen. Shadow starts in but is stopped by the ref, allowing Simon a few seconds to choke Stone with the tag rope. He lets it loose as the referee turns around, Masa backing up. He makes what can only be described as a primal war cry as he charges up, nailing Stone with a huge cross body in the turnbuckle. Viktor falls to the mat, Masa tagging his father back into the match.

Brian Rentfro: And there is that tag-team savvy that the Order of Ra...

Jon McDaniel: CHAOS...

Brian Rentfro: ... has come to be known by. Quick, frequent tags, devestating tag team maneuvers, and a quick wit to dismember their opponents.

Jon McDaniel: Indeed, if the match continues this way then the Order will certainly retain their championships.

Simon raises Viktor to his feet, the Order whipping him across the ring. As the Beast rebounds, Simon sets up in front of Masa, lifting Viktor with a flapjack. Masa jumps as the Beast falls, nailing a nasty lariat kick to Viktor, Masa rolling out as Kalis covers.

Thre.. no! Kickout just before the three.

Brian Rentfro: THAT was some sick shit right there, and Viktor can't have much in the tank after a kick like that.

Jon McDaniel: I hate to say it, but you're right. Kalis is pulling out all the stops here, and unless Shadow can get in and pull a few new moves it's all over for these two great competitors.

Viktor starts crawling across the ring, Kalis laughing. Stone gets mere inches from his corner when Kalis drops a knee to his sternum, Viktor reeling back in pain. Kalis smirks as he looks to Shadow, mouthing "watch this" as the Legend starts in. The referee stops Shadow and at that moment, Kalis leaps into the air and drives his knee directly into the back of Stone's head. The Beast grabs his skull, the pain excrutiating, as Kalis pulls him to ring center. THe referee drops, but there is no count. Kalis looks up, and Shadow has grabbed the referee's hand. Masa starts in, but is met with a huge boot to the face as Shadow goes on the attack, Kalis rolling up behind the Legend. The Cult Hero springs up as Shadow turns, nailing a superkic... NO! Shadow ducks under the move, hoisting Kalis up and grinding him to the mat with a vicious spinebuster. Shadow turns, Masa is still on one knee as the referee tries to usher Shadow to his corner. Shadow blows past the ref as Masa is on one knee, raising the younger Kalis with a suplex. Rather than dropping back, however, Shadow drops Masa horizontally across his shoulders into a torture rack!

Brain Brian Rentfro: Holy damn! What the hell has gotten into this boy?

Jon McDaniel: Well, I've heard rumors that working with Viktor has ushered in a new moveset, but this... WAIT!!

Just as it seems that Masa is struggling out, Shadow drops the Order member face-first onto the mat (ala reverse FU), Kalis in shock that Shadow could manipulate such a devestating maneuver. Shadow turns, the referee ordering the Legend to his corner as Viktor and Simon get to their feet. Shadow goes, reluctantly, as Viktor ties up with the Cult Hero once again. The referee helps a dazed Masa to his corner, the match getting some type of order back. Shadow drops to the floor, joining Brian and Jon at the announce table.

Jon McDaniel: Don't you have a match to fight?

Shadow Starr: Look at my boy Vik. He's got this. He's the Beast for a reason, and it's not cause he can tear a steak apart in a matter of seconds.

Brian Rentfro: Well, while you're here I've got to ask... what the hell was that??

Shadow Starr: Well, Vik and I studied some old wrestling tapes. Figured that we could pull some new moves from old playbooks. I noticed the torture rack in one of the tapes, thinking about what I could do to alter it... put my own spin on it. And thus, the Falling Starr was born. Oh, Vik's in a spot... see ya.

Viktor lie on the mat, after having Simon reverse a suplex into an inverted DDT. Kalis checks on his partner, Masa shaking his head to confirm that he was alright. Kalis turns back to Viktor, who is on one knee, irish whipping the Beast into his corner. As Simon tags in Masa, they hoist Viktor to the top rope. Masa places Viktor into a side headlock, stepping up to the second rope. Simon ducks under his son, lifting both men onto his shoulders as the Order hoists Viktor into a huge double suplex position. They fall back, nailing the double... not again!!

Brian Rentfro: Again, a HUGE save by Shadow Starr!

Shadow catches Viktor on the fall down, keeping him in what appears to be a powerbomb position. As Masa and Kalis hit the mat, Shadow does manage an attack... nailing Masa in the gut with a powerbombed Viktor Stone!! Shadow kicks Kalis out of the ring as the referee drops, the Beast technically covering Masa.

THREe... no! Masa plants a foot on the ropes!

Brain Brian Rentfro: And Shadow Starr, having entered this match without being the legal man, has managed to provide a quick save for the second time now! Simon Kalis is furious!!

Jon McDaniel: I don't doubt it; frankly the Order of Chaos probably would have had this match by now if it weren't for Starr!

Starr walks around the ring post to his corner, but is attacked by Kalis from behind. Simon knocks the Legend to the ground, mounting him to place a flurry of punches to his face. Shadow rolls Simon off, mounting the Cult Hero and throwing some jabs of his own. This countinues outside as Masa pulls himself up by the ring ropes, Viktor sitting in a corner. As the young Kalis gets to his feet, Viktor charges, aiming for a spear. Masakazu drops, nailing a dropkick to Viktor's left knee. He hits the ground and rolls a bit before Masa is on top, grabbing his head and planting him with a reverse DDT. He rolls the Beast up again, nailing the second consecutive reverse DDT, rolling up to set a third.

Brian Rentfro: From Japan With Love!! From Japan With Love!!

Just as Masa gets ready to drop Viktor with the third and final DDT, the Beast reverses the hold and hoists the younger Kalis into a suplex. He holds Masa for a moment before dropping him head-first into the mat, both men worn from the match. It is at this point that Simon, having nailed a kick to Shadow's head next to the steel steps, rolls into the ring. He drags Masa to his corner, tagging himself in.

Jon McDaniel: It could be over!! Simon has now the oppertunity to put away a dazed and possibly drained Viktor Stone!

Kalis measures Viktor up, waiting as the Beast gets to his feet via the ropes. Masa distracts the referee for a moment as Kalis gouges Viktor's eyes, nailing the Tears of Redemption!! The referee turns, dropping to the mat.

THREeee... NO!! Shadow grabs Stone's leg, dragging it onto the bottom rope.

Shadow rolls up to his corner, Kalis getting in his face. The two start trading words, then punches. It isn't until Shadow has almost lost his grip on the ring ropes before Viktor appears behind Kalis, nailing him with a vicious spear from behind. Viktor tags Shadow in, the first tag from this team all match. Shadow motions to Viktor, he nods as Shadow climbs the turnbuckle.

Brian Rentfro: Oh, god no...

Viktor ushers Kalis into Shadow's grip, the Legend set up for a top-turnbuckle powerbomb.

Jon McDaniel: It's all over now...

Shadow hoists Kalis up, Viktor turning as Masa charges in. Shadow drops to the mat, nailing Kalis with the GRIM REAPER!!!! Shadow stays locked as the referee drops for the count, Masa dropkicking Viktor outside the ring.

SAVE by Masakazu!!

Brain Brian Rentfro: My god, that was close. A few moves from Shadow before being the legal man helped his team get this far, but Masakazu wasn't going to see the titles change hands, not yet.

Shadow rises, he and Masa starting to throw punches. Viktor starts to his feet on the outside, noticing within a few seconds the trouble Shadow is in. Masa nails a dropkick, sending Shadow to his corner, and Simon Kalis jumps up with a devastating jumping russian legsweep. Viktor rushes in, but is met with a baseball slide by Masakazu. The Order of Chaos stand over their fallen foes, knowing the end is near.

Brian Rentfro: What I find incredible is that these guys think they have a chance against the Order of Rampage.

Jon McDaniel: Ugh, for the last time Brian!

Brian Rentfro: No, wait what the?

Suddenly inside the ring, Kalis whistles to Masakazu whilst Shadow Starr returns to his feet. Shadow Starr is about to rush toward Masakazu but Masakazu pleads for a "time-out". Masakazu heads over to Kalis who whispers something into his ears and then tags himself in. Masakazu immediately hops over the top rope and onto the outside of the ring and grabs a microphone, throwing it up into the air so Kalis can catch it. Kalis catches it and nods as he looks to the confused Shadow Starr.

Simon Kalis: Please, give me this moment Starr...

Kalis pauses as the fans jump to their feet cheering and booing. At ringside Brian Rentfro and Jon McDaniel also look very confused as Masakazu grabs the PWA Tag Team titles from ringside, draping both over each of his shoulders as he gets himself onto the apron.

Simon Kalis: We, of The Order of Chaos have dedicated ourselves since day one to this war. We have done everything in our power to demonize and destroy this very show which you are all watching and enjoying right now. From day one we set to claim these titles, not for ourselves but for the Chaos brand. We did so, and we've never let go nor looked back since. However, the powers that be saw fit to trade us in the new year. For now, we no longer officially repersent the Chaos brand. We are now Rampage, thus our Tag Titles belong to this brand.

Kalis looks around, somberly, as the fans cheer these words but he shakes his head. At this point Shadow Starr has returned to the corner with Viktor Stone, and both men discuss things quietly back and forth inbetween Kalis' words.

Simon Kalis: Many people have always questioned whether we truly meant what we've said over these last few months. Whether we were truly down for the cause, so to speak... Well, now I look across the ring to Viktor Stone and Shadow Starr. The men here, repersenting Chaos tonight in an attempt to reclaim these titles for that brand. I will say, you two are the best challengers we've ever faced during our long reign. Yet here, tonight. The Order of Chaos must fulfill it's destiny, it's promise to the brand which was reborn through us to compete with you Rampager scum.

Kalis spits into the crowd and suddenly the cheers disappear, replaced quickly by a loud chorus of boos.

Simon Kalis: Whoever it was... Eli Storm? Chamelion? The Board of Directors? Whoever thought they could usurp the Order of Chaos' power, or their intentions... You thought wrong. I would ask my son, Masakazu to step into the ring with me now. You too, Stone. You too, Starr.

Masakazu enters the ring softly and hands one of the titles to Kalis. Both Kalis and Masakazu strap the titles to their waists and stare face to face with Viktor Stone and Shadow Starr.

Simon Kalis: Tonight, my friends. We salute you. Tonight... we prove our loyalty to the brand, the fans and the wrestlers of Chaos. Tonight... we sacrafice ourselves for the greater good. To show all of you Rampager scum, we will not be usurped. We will not be played fools. No. The Order of CHAOS always wins... even in defeat. All Hail The Order of... CHAOS!

Kalis chucks the microphone aside and both Masakazu and Kalis smile as they salute Starr and Stone who both are thrown off. It's at this point both father and son begin to enact their self-defeating finisher, Hara Kiri. Kalis and Masakazu each mockingly withdraw an imaginary sword from an imaginary sheath and point it towards the sky, both looking up. Starr and Stone observe cautiously for any sudden movements, but then The Order of Chaos motions the swords inwards towards themselves. Kalis looks to Masakazu and Masakazu looks to Kalis and both men nod, closing their eyes and thrusting the faux-swords into their own abdomens in a display of theatrics and faux-suicide. As they do this they collapse to the canvas to the boos of the crowd. Kalis starts to laugh, and Masakazu smiles as they lay on the canvas.

Brian Rentfro: WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!?

Jon McDaniel: Oh my god...

Starr and Stone look down, and Stone gets down to cover Masakazu whilst Starr covers Simon Kalis. The referee is still stopped dead in his tracks for a moment until Starr yells at him to make the count.





Starr and Stone get up, smiles over their face as do Kalis and Masakazu.


Kalis and Masakazu unstrap the titles and hand them over, raising Starr and Stone's hands. It's at this point The Order of Chaos rolls out of the ring, Kalis throwing up the middle finger to the fans of Rampage as they make their way up the ramp. In the ring Starr and Stone salute them back. Kalis and Masakazu salute them once more before throwing up the middle finger to the booing crowd once more.

Brian Rentfro: This is a SCREW JOB Jon! A bloody screw job by those Chaotic assholes on our glorious show!

Jon McDaniel: I may not agree with what just happened either Brian, but... I must say that was a very noble thing for The Order to do.

Brian Rentfro: Congratulations to Shadow Starr and Viktor Stone? For gods sake... I hope Kalis is fired for this.

The Order of Disrespect...

The scene opens to Viktor Stone pacing around the backstage area looking for a camera crew. Starr is nowhere to be found as Stone finally finds a crew chatting it up with Lean Bean Miller. Stone clears his throat to get the attention of LBM and the crew.

Stone: You want a hard hitting interview, Miller? Then get your crew to set up and I’ll give you something to talk about.

Miller nods at the crew, who starts to quickly get set up. A few seconds later we see Been standing next to Stone as the Camera man gives Miller the go sign.

LBM: Alright fans, this is Lean Bean Miller and I’m standing next to Viktor Stone. Viktor, who along with Shadow Starr, competed in a grueling match in order to become new Tag Team Champions…bringing the titles back to Chaos…

Stone shoots a killer stare at Miller.

Stone: What did you just say?

Miller takes a small step back, remembering what Stone did to one of the PWA Radio Announcers, before speaking again.

LBM: I said you and Starr won the belts tonight and are bringing them back to Chaos.

Stone: Hold it right there. Now normally, I would have a smile on my face and Storm would be calling up some ladies to help me party, but I’m far from happy.

LBM: Why is that?

Stone looks at the Tag title laying on his shoulder then back at LBM, before looking in the camera.

Stone: Tonight…a night that should be one of my happiest…isn’t. And do you know why? Because just a few minutes ago, me and my partner was shown the ultimate disrespect. Tonight disrespect was shown to the PWA Unified Tag Team Titles.

LBM: How so?

Stone: We were denied a catch to win the titles by the Order of Chaos. Instead of letting the talent in the ring decide who would walk out with the title, they decided to lay down in the ring and allow us to pin them. And in doing so they tainted the titles.

LBM: Tainted…

Stone: You bet your ass. Who the HELL respects champions that were giving the titles and not earned them. You two are probley thinking that you did the honorable thing in order to get the titles back on Chaos. But let me be honest with you…there is nothing honorable in what you did tonight.

Stone puts the title up into the lens.

Stone: Now instead of having the pride of being true champions…me and Starr have to erase the stench of cowardness that is now on these belts. And now everything great you did as a team has now been washed away. Pushed to the side because the last image people will have of you as a team is that you gave up. No matter how you try to wrap it up in a nice bow. No matter how you try to explain it…you gave up. You gave up and screwed me and Starr out of actually winning the belts. And I swear to you…as God is my witness…you will pay for that disrespect…one way or another.

Stone pushes past Miller and the crew as they just stare at an intensely pissed Viktor Stone, as the scene fades back to ringside.

Matt Stone (C) vs. Johnny Maverick

PWA Grizzly Beer Title Match

The opening bass line of 'Open your eyes' by AFI fills the arena, Johnny bursting out of the curtain as soon as the lyrics to the song start.

'You think I give a shit, I´m watching through your eyes
I just can't fucking stand the way you always have to criticize.
You have to find something wrong in everything you see,
It seems it's not that hard for you to find everything that's wrong with me.'

Johnny pounds on his chest and roars before sprinting down to the ring.

'Open your eyes and face the truth
Open your eyes, the real problem's you.'

Johnny slides under the bottom rope and quickly climbs to his feet, he climbs the turnbuckle and smacks himself in the face a few times before leaning back and giving the audience another roar.

'Does it build your self-esteem to look for
mistakes in everyone else?
The only answer that I could find is that you're just not happy with yourself.
You, hide something about yourself when you point out everybody else's
The problems that you have are just a little much for you to take.'

Johnny jumps down and prepares himself for his opponent.

'Open your eyes, and face the truth.
Open your eyes, the real problem's you.'

I came to play!

I came to play
There's a price to pay
Time for you to get down on your knees and pray
I came to pay
Say goodbye to the good old days
They're never coming back
Watch your future fade
I came to play
I came to play to get my dues paid
I guess you had a dream
But it cant be safe
I came to play

I'm here to stay
Best get out of my way
I have come to play

Matt Stone came out from the back to his new theme song, the GB title placed around his waist as he walked down the aisle, a smirk on his face.

Run away if you see me
Don't even say my name
Don't think that you can know me
Don't try and play that game
Every day that I get better
I watch as you get worse
My script is to the letter
And I'll write your final verse

I am here to stay (Well I'm here to stay)
And I have come to play

Eric Emerson: “Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is a submission match and it is for the Grizzly Beer championship! Already in the ring, weighing in at two-hundred and twenty five pounds, from Washington DC…Johnnnyyyyyy Maverick! And his opponent. He is the reigning Grizzly Beer champion, weighing in and two hundred-nine pounds. From Ottawa, Ontario Canada…Maaaaaaaatt Stoooone!”

I came to play
I came to play
There's a price to pay
Time for you to get down on your knees and pray
I came to pay
Say goodbye to the good old days
They're never coming back
Watch your future fade
I came to play
I came to play to get my dues paid
I guess you had a dream
But it cant be safe
I came to play

I'm here to stay
Best get out of my way
I have come to play

Matt walked up the steps turning to the crowd.

Matt Stone: “Watch this kids, tonight I set the fastest time record!”

I go inside this light
I see new life unfold
Each second I burn brighter
Your fire is going cold
You could try to beg for mercy
Go ahead and try to run
No ecaspe and no redemption
Understand the ends begun

I am here to stay (Well im here to stay)
And I have come to play

Matt got in the ring and took off his shirt, tossing it out to the crowd where everyone would move to avoid it. Stone just smiled on and looked across at Johnny with that same grin.

I came to play
I came to play
There's a price to pay
Time for you to get down on your knees and pray
I came to pay
Say goodbye to the good old days
They're never coming back
Watch your future fade
I came to play
I came to play to get my dues paid
I guess you had a dream
But it cant be safe
I came to play

I'm here to stay
Best get out of my way (outta my way)

Stone held the GB title in his hands, looking down at it. He rose it in the air, pointing at it while looking across at Maverick

Matt Stone: “It’s all mine!”

See all these lights they're glowing
Hear all these people cheer
Feel all the love that's flowing
All just because I'm here
Get up stand on your feet (get up)
Get your hands up in the air (get your hands up)
What you know about taking me down (yea)
Throw your hands up in the air (Aiiiiiiiir)

Brian Rentfro: “Matt wasn’t kidding, his new theme song is amazing.”

Jon McDaniel: “This match is about a lot more than just new theme music, this is for the Grizzly Beer championship and it looks like we’ll have a submission match to watch.”

Referee Lance Weston get’s the title from Matt Stone and holds the title high above his head, ready to referee the Submission match that was about to take place. Stone looked like he was ready for a vacation, a smile on his face as he was jumping around a bit. Johnny Maverick, on the other hand, was standing perfectly still, glaring at Matt with distain in his eyes. Lance explain the rules to the two competitors and asked them if they were ready. Johnny nodded and Matt arrogantly remarked to start the match. Lance signaled the time keeper and the bell was rung.

Jon: “There’s the bell and we’re underway with this title match.”

Brian: “Oh, is that what the bell means? I thought it meant we were waiting for service.”

Jon: “Just watch the match, will you? Let me do the calling, for once.”

Stone and Johnny locked up right away in a collar and elbow tie-up, Stone being backed up against the corner quickly. With his back against the turnbuckle, Lance started counting and Johnny started to back away from Matt.

Matt Stone: “Get him off me, this ain’t no make-out contest!”

With that said, Johnny punched Stone right in the face and the blow caused Stone to lean back in the corner with his feet elevating. Johnny quickly grabbed Matt’s legs and pulled back quickly, Matt flying out of the corner and landing on his back in the center of the ring. Maverick quickly tried to lock in a Boston Crab on Matt, but Stone was able to kick him away and roll to the outside of the ring.

Jon: “Looks like Matt was taking Johnny too lightly and look at him run away”

Brian: “What are you talking about? He’s just taking a time out.”

Jon: “There are no time outs in wrestling. He has to stay in the ring if he wants to beat Johnny”

Matt took a couple steps down the side of the ring before jumping backwards and Johnny came sliding through, missing with his baseball slide attempt. Matt hit Johnny with a knee lift and then bounced his head against the apron. Matt quickly looked to the audience and told them to clear the way, which they did, getting out of their seats giving Matt a clear path in which to toss Johnny over the barricade. Stone grabbed Johnny by the head and pants and went to toss Maverick into the front row, then quickly changed directions and tossed Johnny back in the ring. Matt turned back to the retuning audience and started laughing and pointing at them.

Brian(laughing): “That was incredible. Did you see Stone just psych out those people?”

Jon: “That’s not the type of thing you do if you’re trying to retain a title. Matt should be taking Johnny more seriously.”

Johnny was laying on the mat holding his head as Stone got on the apron and got in the ring. Matt walked over and reached down to grab Johnny’s head, but Maverick was playing possum and grabbed Stone’s arm, pulling him down and Johnny positioned himself into a Fujimori arm bar! Matt screamed out quickly as Johnny wrenched the arm on Stone. Matt tried to reach out for the ropes, but was too far away from them to grab them.

Jon: “What did I tell you? Matt’s locked in an arm bar in the middle of the ring, this could mean a new champion!”

Brian: “I wouldn’t count Stone out that fast Jon, just watch.”

Matt started to reach back and pull Johnny’s hair, but was quickly stopped by Lance who was right there to see the attempted cheating. Lance was asking Stone if he was going to continue, Matt just spit at him. Stone pushed himself up slightly with his free arm and shifted his weight, rolling to the side taking all of Johnny’s body weight and rolling Maverick to the side loosening his grip, allowing Stone to slip out of the hold. Matt immediately grabbed his arm after he was out and started to kick himself down the mat to the ropes.

Brian: “See? Stone found a way out.”

Jon: “But was the damage done to Matt’s arm?”

Brian: “Oh he’ll be fine, it’s just a flesh wound”

Johnny got to his feet and quickly located Matt in the corner. Johnny dashed at Matt and leapt in the air, hitting matt under the jaw with a low dropkick. The crowd cheered as they saw this. Matt was brought to his feet by Johnny and placed in a sitting position on the turnbuckle. Maverick got on the second rope and hooked Stone in a front chancery. Grabbing the side of Matt’s tights, Johnny lifted Matt in the air and fell backwards, hitting Stone with a superplex. Instinctively Johnny rolled over for a cover, but instead of hooking a leg, Maverick hooked Matt’s arm and tried to get a cross arm bar on the champ. Matt seemed to be out from the high impact move and was placed in the arm bar. Matt came to life with the pain in his arm and he cried out in pain once again.

Jon: ‘Once again Matt finds himself in an arm bar. Johnny’s really working Matt’s arm!”

Brian: “Is he? I thought he was just…”

Jon: “Don’t be sarcastic, you’re just upset Matt’s getting a whipping out there”

Brian was right and Stone reached back with his free arm and grabbed the bottom rope. The damage might have already been done however as Johnny released the hold at the four count. Maverick got to his feet and sent a few stomps at Stone who was holding his arm once again. Johnny pulled Matt up now and sent him off at the ropes, setting him up for a spine buster, but he was countered by a snap DDT by Stone. The crowd started booing after Stone hit the DDT. Johnny’s head bounced off the mat and he shot up to his knees for a second before falling down face first. Both men were down on the mat with Stone still holding his arm. Lance started to count them both down, and he got to the seven count before Maverick and Stone made it to their feet at roughly the same time. Stone caught Johnny with a knee lift, doubling the challenger over. Matt then would quickly get on Johnny’s back and push off with his feet, flipping over in the air and landing in a sitting position with Johnny on his back, hitting the Rolling Stone! Maverick was down on the mat after the move and Stone rubbed his arm

Brian: “Did you see that? Matt just took Johnny up and over and planted him on the back of his head!”

Jon: “Yes, that was an impressive move, but Matt is still down as well.”

Brian: “He’s just catching his breath, it takes a lot to deliver such a head rattling move to someone.”

Matt was to his feet and bounced off the ropes, taking a few steps before jumping in the air and hitting Maverick atop the head with his knee. “Get up Johnny! Get up!” Matt shouted arrogantly. Stone then grabbed Maverick’s head and placed him in a side headlock. “Ask him! Do your job and ask him!” Matt shouted at the referee who came over to see if Johnny would give up. Maverick shook his head and started to fight to get to his feet. “Stay down! Stay down!” Matt shouted, but Johnny refused and got to his feet, hitting Matt with an elbow to the gut, then a second one. The third one forced Matt to released the hold and Johnny quickly dashed to the throat with his knee! The crowd popped after that move.

Jon: “Oh my, what a move by Johnny Maverick!”

Brian: “I don’t care what type of match this is, you don’t attack a man’s throat!”

Johnny picked up Stone quickly and hooked him up for a snap suplex, Matt soon finding himself on the mat once more. Johnny was quick to his feet and grabbed Stone, trying to wear out the champion quickly. Johnny hooks Matt up again and tosses him overhead with a Northern Lights Suplex. The crowd was cheering now as Johnny got up and held his arms in the air, feeling the momentum shifting in his favor. He lifted Matt up once more and got him in a standing arm wrench.

Jon: “Johnny’s on a roll now, he might be looking for that perfect Arm Bar!”

Brian: “I’m sure Matt has a counter for that.”

Johnny got Matt down on the knees and steps over on Matt’s hurt arm, then quickly kicked his right foot back and nailed Matt right in the face, Stone falling backwards and Johnny came down quickly with the Perfect arm bar. The crowd cheered as the say Johnny lock it in and after a quick scream from Stone, Matt tapped out! Johnny kept the arm bar locked in and Stone kept tapping out, screaming out in pain. Lance tried to pull Johnny off and eventually Maverick did release the hold.

Jon: “Let go Johnny, don’t do anything stupid for spite.”

Brian: “That should have been a reversed decision! The bell rang, disqualify him ref!”

Jon: “He just got a little too into it, calm down, Matt tapped out and you can’t change that.”

Johnny was handed the GB title and he walked over to the corner and got on the middle rope holding it high above his head as the crowd cheered.

Jon: “Congratulations to Johnny Maverick for capturing the Grizzly Beer title here on the first Rampage of the New Year.

Brian: “Yeah, but can Johnny keep up with all the challengers on Rampage? That remains to be seen.”

Jon: “Very true, and I look foreword to each of Johnny’s defenses.”

This Is The Chaos

As we fade from ringside, we are once again returned to the entrance of the arena where the black BMW X5 of the defeated Order of Chaos remains. We see Simon Kalis and Masakazu have not even bothered to change from their in-ring attire as they head to the car with their dufflebags slung over their shoulder, the tag titles noticeably absent for the first time in over one hundred days. both unaware of the interview Viktor Stone just gave.

Masakazu: Was that the best move?

Simon Kalis: Yes. Now my son, I will become the next PWA World Champion.

Masakazu stops in his tracks and laughs.

Masakazu: You? Yeah right! You'll have to get in line.

Simon Kalis: Affirmative action has something else to say about that.

Kalis laughs as the car beeps to the sound of the disengagement of the alarm by the remote on his keys.

Simon Kalis: Besides, you're going to be the Global Champion. And together we will rule the PWA as her true glorious Champions.

Before Masakazu can crack his smile, we hear a sudden burst of police sirens and suddenly from both sides of the entrance a number of police vehicles pull in. At the same time Agent Olen exits the arena with his gun drawn. Kalis turns around in shock as the police all exit their vehicles, their guns drawn and pointed squarely at The Order of Chaos. Agent Olen has tears in his eyes as he raises his weapon towards Simon Kalis:

Agent Olen: Please Aaron... don't make this harder than it has to be.

Simon Kalis: What the fuck!? What the fuck is THIS!?

Kalis looks to Masakazu. Masakazu looks to his father and both men nod.

Agent Olen: Please don't... We only want you Aaron.

Masakazu: What for!? What'd he do!?

Police Officer: Aaron Simon Kalis, you are hereby being placed under arrest for the attempted murder of Xavier Gold. You have the right to remain silent, you have the right to attain an attorney. If you cannot afford one, one will be provided to you by the-

Kalis interrupts.

Simon Kalis: SHUT THE HELL UP!

Kalis slams his fist on his chest and points towards Olen.

Simon Kalis: You gaurunteed me immunity for anything. I'm calling you on it right now.

Agent Olen: You already used it when we let you exhile yourself in the first place.

Olen approaches slowly, cautiously now. Deliberate with each step.

Agent Olen: Please, don't fight this. You nearly killed the man, you cannot escape justice.

Masakazu whispers to his father, and Simon Kalis snaps his head and eyes towards Masakazu. Masakazu reaches forward, but Kalis tries to block him unsuccessfully. Masakazu grabs ahold of Kalis' pistol and as he goes to point it toward Agent Olen, Olen fires two shots into Masakazu's shoulder and arm causing Masakazu to drop in a puddle of blood to the cement. Kalis screams and falls to his knees, grabbing ahold of Masakazu. Agent Olen gives the motion and several police officers rush towards both men, tackling Simon Kalis away from his son and dragging Masakazu off. Masakazu tries to reach for Kalis, as does Kalis for Masakazu but their hands slip away and the blood gushes from Masakazu's shoulder and arm, leaving a trail on the pavement as they dispatch for an ambulance. Agent Olen steps up towards Kalis as the officers hold him against the pavement, half of his face up and the other half covered in his sons blood on the pavement.

Simon Kalis: NO! NO!! NOOO!!! YOU FU-

The officer elbows Kalis in the throat as they finish cuffing him.

Agent Olen: I'm so sorry Aaron. Be glad I was here, they would've put the bullets in his head.

Simon Kalis: You traitor...

They place Kalis against the X5 on the ground, Masakazu staring blankly at his father as he begins to go unconscience. Kalis lowers his head as the tears run down his cheeks.

Simon Kalis: ...if he dies.

Agent Olen: He won't. And don't worry, I'll see to it he faces no charges.

Kalis looks up, breathing heavily. His face is one of terror, half covered in blood and dirt and the other half clean, the sweat shimmering in the street light. The Order and the Chaos.

Simon Kalis: So this is it? The end?

Agent Olen: You remember your bid in San Quentin?

Kalis spits at Agent Olen.

Agent Olen: This isn't selling marijuana, Aaron. This is attempted murder. You crippled a man.

Simon Kalis: I'll do more than attempt with you if I get out of this. I've got the PWA to take over still. I'm not finished, The Order of Chaos still has a war to wage.

Olen sighs and kneels down to meet Kalis face to face, eye to eye.

Agent Olen: The Order of Chaos is FINISHED! Your son, Masakazu was just shot Aaron. He's not wrestling anytime soon. And you...?

Olen shakes his head.

Agent Olen: Your wrestling career is over. You may die of your tumor before you reach the trial, you fool. You screwed up big Aaron and I can't help you out of this one. There is no escape. No exhile. No faking your death, no working for the government to save you out of this one. Nevermind your career Aaron... Your life is basically over.

Olen gets back up as the ambulance arrives and we see a mask placed over Masakazu for oxygen, as the officers let go and allow the EMT's to now maintain pressure on his two gunshot wounds.

Agent Olen: Your son will live, and perhaps he'll fight on. But you? You should've learned to be obedient. Or at least steer clear of us like Daniel has done since the row. Thus? The last of the brothers is finally finished.

Olen smiles, throwing a callous wink towards Simon Kalis. Kalis' so shocked, he cannot even utter a single word.

Agent Olen: You can join George and Peter in hell.

Olen turns around, walking away towards his vehicle where the driver door opens up and outsteps Simon Kalis' derranged brother, Ace. He walks over and places a Joker card onto the puddle of Masakazu's blood. Kalis looks down as it floats, bubbling as it smoothly moves away towards the sewer drain. Kalis looks up, and for the first time since joining the PWA his face screams of fear and horror.

Simon Kalis: Why?

His kneels down before him and coldly smiles.

Ace Olen: Because they said you were the best of us. You were the greatest. You were supposed to be the one we all looked up to, admired and molded ourselves after. They said you'd be the last one standing, the one with championship glory in his veins because he was half a ******. Hah. Well they were WRONG Aaron!

Ace spits on Kalis, who simply lowers his head in defeat, anguish sizzling in his eyes.

Ace Olen: Now we see the truth.

Ace stands up and turns around.

Ace Olen: I win, brother. You... lose.

He begins to walk away as the police officers lift Kalis up and place him into the backseat of one of the cruisers. As they drive off into the distance, the camera pans down towards the trail of blood left from Masakazu. As it follows the Joker card, it zooms in to show the marking beneath the Joker. It simply reads...

Genesis X.

Fade to black...