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


01-30-2010


On The Hunt


Jethro stands wearing a dark blue golf shirt and khaki slacks, his hair combed to look professional.

"As you all know Jethro Hayes will be facing Mr. Sirus Moran coming up at Genesis X in February."

Jethro gives a moment on the pre-recorded segment for the crowd to scream their enthusiasm.

"I've been thinking what I could get as a token of good will toward my opponent Mr. Moran and what to do that would show my respect and belief in the things that he has done for the PWA over his years in t his sport."

Jethro smiles.

"How do you get someone something of that status without hurting their feelings? I thought about it for days, which is probably the reason I had such a headache because thinking isn't my strong suit."

Laughter from Jethro and the crowd.

"But, I've found the perfect gift, not for Mr. Moran but for 'Al'. See, I noticed him looking a bit lonely on Chaotic Rampage, I thought maybe he was feeling the effects of riding in the sack for a bit, but then I noticed something... he looked... lonely."

The crowd sits and watches as Brian Rentfro moans into his headset.

"Yup, I noticed that he seemed a little... lonely."

Jethro nods.

"So, I went on the hunt for him some... companionship and here is what my hunt has brought in, take a look."

Jethro sweeps his left hand to the left as the scene slowly fades.

The new scene is one of Jethro wearing a red golf shirt and dark blue jeans as he walks into a Build-A-Bear shop in Tifton, Georgia.

Attendant: "How may we help you sir?"

Jethro looks up.

Jethro: "I'm looking for a companion for a friend of mine."

Attendant: "We are not that kind of business sir."

Jethro looks around at all of the bears.

Jethro: "You sure are, my friend would go crazy in here."

Attendant: "Sir... are you feeling well?"

Jethro nods.

Jethro: "I sure am, see the companion is for a bear."

The attendant looks a little confused.

Attendant: "A bear sir?"

Jethro nods as he walks over to a female bear dressed in a frilly pink ballerina outfit. Jethro picks her up, examining her. He tilts his head to the side, towards the bear's mouth.

Attendant: "Sir?"

Jethro holds up a hand.

Jethro(to the bear): "Well, I don't apprecinate your attitude and I don't think you are good enough for 'Al'."

Jethro sits her back down before turning to spot a brown bear wearing a Southern Belle dress. Leaning his head down, he nods.

Jethro: "Well, I think you may be the... Really? "

Jethro nods as he shakes her hand.

Jethro: "Well I hope your marriage to Mr. Butler Bearworks out for the best Mrs. Scarlett O'Beara."

Jethro turns, hope draining from his face, he spots a female bear in a small woman's business suit. Rushing over, he sticks out hs hand to lift her up. Before he touches her, he jerks his hand back and turns muttering.

Jethro: "Well, she didn't have to be so rude about me coming over. I just wanted to talk."

The attendant looks over to Jethro, concern on his face at this man's mental status.

Attendant: "Sir, are you sure..."

Jethro: "You know, you have some really snoody bears in this place, how can you ever sell them?"

The Attendant looks shocked.

Attendant: "Sir, are you implying that our bears can talk?"

Jethro nods.

Jethro: "Just because you can't hear them doesn't mean they can't."

The attendant takes a step back, looking confused and weary. Jethro turns down an aisle as his eyes light up.

Jethro: "Perfect! I'm coming ladies, don't fight! There is plenty of 'Al' to go around!"

The attendant looks up, shaking his head. Jethro rushes down the aisle and now he stands in front of a display of five bears. A brown bear is wearing a white biki and holding a surfboard. A black bear is wearing a hot pink bikini and is carrying a sand pail. There is a brown and black bear wearing a sun dress. A tan bear wearing a red string bikini. Last and certainly not least there is a black and white bear wearing a yellow polka dot bikini.

Jethro: "Ladies, calm down calm down."

The bears haven't moved.

Jethro: "Do you know that 'Al' is a former champion? A former professional athlete?"

He turns to the one in the yello polka dot bikini.

Jethro: "Yes if you want to consider him a stud, I guess he is."

He turns to the one in the hot pink bikini.

Jethro: "Now if you ladies don't mind, I have to carry you up to the register and pay for you all."

Jethro blushes.

Jethro: "No, I'm not implying that you have loose morals or no virtues, but I don't want that man to think I am stealing you."

Jethro turns to the one in the sun dress.

Jethro: "I didn't say he was your pimp."

Jethro is getting flustered.

Jethro: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way but if I don't pay him he will call the cops and they will arrest me."

Jethro: "No payment means that you don't get to meet 'Al'."

The bears seem to actually fall into Jethro's outstretched arms, he is taken aback. Jethro turns and begins heading up to the cash register. The bears in his arms seem to be fighting for position until Jethro lays them on the counter.

Jethro: "I'll take them all."

The attendant looks to be ready to get Jethro out of there as he rings up the purchase.

Jethro: "They ask if you can put them in different bags, they aren't those kind of ladies, well not all of them anyways.

The Attendant: "Sure man, whatever you like."

Jethro nods as he places each bear in a different bag and tells him his final total.

Attendant: "That will be one hundred and twenty-five dollars and seventeen cents."

Jethro pulls out his debit card, paying for the purchase. As he walks out of the store, the scene fades back to Jethro standing in his dark blue golf shirt and khaki pants. As the camera pans backwards, we see him standing in his lockerroom. The ladies are sitting on the couch watching some show on the television, popcorn and drinks in front of them.

Jethro: "As you can see, we arrived safe and sound. 'Al', when you get the chance, there are five young ladies here waiting on you."

The scene fades back to the live crowd, who are cheering wildly.

Brian Rentfro: I can't believe this.

Jon McDaniel: We now head to our next match PWA fans.

Laura Estella vs Jethro Hayes


Eric Emerson: Ladies and gentlemen this next match is scheduled for one fall!

Point Click Kill by The Shizit picks up. The speakers explode.

Eric Emerson: Introducing first, from Los Angeles California…

The fans rise into a cheer as the song buys the arena. Purple spotlights crawl the arena.

Eric Emerson: Weighing in at 135 pounds…Laura ‘Salem’ Estella!

On that note she rips through the curtain and throws an arm up to the fans who return with cheers in kind.

Jon McDaniel: You’re looking at an exciting prospect Brian. Glad to see her on the show.

Laura is quickly down the ramp and down through the ropes. There’s a definite spring in her step tonight and the fans can feel it.

Eric Emerson: And her opponent…

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

The song hits the seven second mark causing John Deere green and yellow pyros to shoot up from the entrance ramp. Simultaneously with the ignition of the
pyros, John Deere green and yellow lights begin to play across the assembled crowd as images of the John Deere logo move around inside the ring.

"I was born in a deep forest"

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

"I wish I could live here all my life"

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

"I am made from stones and roots"

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

"My home, these woods and roads "

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

"All my life I loved this sound"

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

"Of the crowd's sound"

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

"Eagles flies where the winds blows free"

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

"Journey is my destiny"

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

"Free, free as a journey man "

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

"Free, heat in the moonlight "

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

"Free, free as a journey man "

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

"Free, heat in the moonlight"

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

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

"Ragged trousers, rucksack in my back "

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

"Narrow road behind me "

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

"I never look back "

He climbs the turnbuckle to holler to the crowd.

"Long way is in the past "

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

"As in front of me "

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

"Hunger keeps me going "

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

"I don't care where it leads "

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

"Fire burns under my feet "

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

"Journey men pleasure and destiny "

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

"Sky is black, stars shows me the way "

He stands there to nod his head at the image.

"Moon whispered how to keep my faith "

He spins around with one arm outstretched to point at the crowd one last time before the match starts.

Jon McDaniel: Looking forward to this one Brian.

"Free, free as a journey man "
"Free, heat in the moonlight "
"Free, free as a journey man "

The song suddenly cuts though and the lights return as Laura pushes Jethro into the ropes, steps back and begs him in. The referee gets between them but Jethro doesn’t move anyway. Instead he just looks a little surprised as Laura hunkers down and beckons him on.

Brian Rentfro: We’re yet to here a bell and all ready tempers are starting to flair.

Jon McDaniel: Temper, Brian. Jethro doesn’t seem to want anything to do with it.

The referee checks to see if the two have calmed before backing away and then signaling for the bell.

Brian Rentfro: No waiting around in this one Jon. We are under way.

On the sound of the bell the two competitors work their way around the centre of the ring. Jethro takes the middle ground and leaves Laura on the back foot, circling from the outside. Jethro then, with a smile, offers up his hand for a lock up.

Jon McDaniel: Jethro controlling the ring outset as they size each other up.

Brian Rentfro: Looks like he’s offering her a test of strength though, doesn’t he out weight her but about two hundred pounds or something?

Laura eyes up his offer with utter disdain but quickly closes the distance. She then teases the lock up but after clasping one hand she kicks him hard in the thigh to put him off balance before turning under and securing an extended Armlock. Jethro winces a little as he gets put to a knee but he remains calm and is quick to push back to his feet. Laura however keeps her grip strong, holding on with one hand while pawing at him with the other. It’s clearly bothering Jethro but not quite as much as when she leans back and smashes him in the jaw with an elbow.

Jon McDaniel: A vicious and blatantly confrontational blow from Laura.

Brian Rentfro: Jethro came for a wrestling match, but it looks like Laura came here for a fight.

Following a second full on blow to the face, Jethro quickly begins looking to ground her, and does so by sinking his head under her out stretched arm and then arching back effectively into a low bridge, one-armed Northern Suplex. The angle however prevents him bringing much weight down on Laura, and so she manages to maintain the hold. A quick flick of the knee up into the point of the head is enough to startle Jethro and get them both fighting back to their feet.

Jon McDaniel: A tenacious effort by Laura but she’s not going to win herself a lot of supporters if she keeps up these antics.

The two competitors continue working one another for the advantage, and it seems to go for Jethro as he manages to ease the pressure from her hold and get in behind her for an attempted Waistlock. Laura however kicks back, sweeping up his legs, bringing him down over her and slamming him into the mat. Once more then she maintains the hold, switching it up into an Inverted Fujiwara.

Brian Rentfro: I’ll be honest Jon, We’ve known Jethro for a while now and I’m surprised to see Laura able to keep up with him.

Jon McDaniel: Well what a lot of people who saw the back and forth between Laura and Jethro this week don’t realise is that Laura actually has a lot of experience under her belt and at least two years in ring time on Jethro. Not to mention training under some of the most well respected women in the business, so it’s no surprise to see her working Jethro so effectively.

Brian Rentfro: If anything I’d say he’s actually kinda taken aback by this.

Laura pressures the joint and Jethro seethes through clenched teeth but he’s far from out of it. Laura then brings over a leg to secure an arm, and then with her hands free she begins nailing Jethro about the face with closed fists.

Jon McDaniel: Oh come on now!

The fans boo and hiss her performance while the referee does his best to step in and break it up. Jethro too begins to struggle and, with a lit more weight behind him, quickly manages to shove her off. Jethro is soon back on his feet and looking utterly incensed, and it doesn’t help matters when Laura simply shrugs her shoulders in reply.

Jon McDaniel: This is so frustrating to watch. Anyone who has seen either of these competitors knows that they’re capable of putting on a solid match with one another but Laura seems intent on turning this into a street fight.

Brian Rentfro: I think it’s a sound strategy Jon. Laura knows that if she tries to match Jethro at his game she’s going to get steamrolled, so instead she’s keeping him at bay and lighting him up where she can.

The referee admonishes Laura in the corner while Jethro takes a moment out to regain his composure, but when Jethro moves to meet his opponent she simply drops out the ring, earning further disapproval from the fans and now Jethro himself as he stomps around the ring. Laura however is having none of it and simply leans back on the rail, giving the referee no option but to begin his count.

Jon McDaniel: This is just getting ridiculous.

The referee burns through his count but Laura stays static, moving only when Jethro finally decides he’s had enough and follows her out. As he jumps out then she slides in, and as he comes back around she kicks up her feet and lands a Dropkick solidly on the side of his head, dropping Jethro back down to the floor. Laura then follows him down, gets Jethro up and pitches him into a far rail before following up with a Yakuza kick that tips him up and out into the fans. Laura prepares to follow but finds herself caught by the referee who demands she bring the action back to the ring.

Brian Rentfro: You can say what you like Jon, but so far Laura has done an effective job of pulling Jethro into her kind of fight.

Laura finally blows the referee off and turns back to Jethro. Unbeknown to her though, in her absence he has found his feet, and as Laura leaps up to the rail and into the crowd, she finds herself caught. The fans then rise as Jethro takes a few steps and then launches her into the air and hard down to the ringside floor.

Laura lands hard and scrambles to find her feet, tossing a chair rather loosely at Jethro, who simply catches it and tosses it aside into the ring. Jethro then catches Laura up by the hair and pitches her back into the ring. With Jethro then above her Laura fights back with a few well placed strikes, as soon as she jumps back to her feet though Jethro catches her up on his shoulder and runs her into the ring post, splattering her against the buckles.

Jon McDaniel: Laura trying to fight back, but all of a sudden it’s all Jethro.

Brian Rentfro: The former champ has definitely hit his stride.

Jethro throws Laura long armed into the opposing corner and then sizes her up for the charge. Laura ducks out the way at the last moment though, and then turns around and peppers him with a few elbows, topped off by one spun around from the back. Laura then swings around for a Rolling Elbow but Jethro ducks and takes out her legs before catapulting her into the corner. Laura hits hard and then falls back to the mat, leaving her open for Jethro, who hits the ropes and then casually steps back in with a big Legdrop.

Jon McDaniel: And that’s a lot of weight down on Laura’s chest.

Brian Rentfro: Too easy.

Jethro quickly swings himself around and takes hold of the cover.


One


Two

Jon McDaniel: Laura breaks the count!

Laura kicks out and quickly rolls to the ropes to prevent a follow up, but Jethro is quickly on her and brings her back into the centre of the ring with a big scoop slam. Jethro then drags her by the leg toward a corner. Jethro then turns and whoops up the fans before pulling himself up sitting on the corner. The distraction costs him though and Laura is quick to capitalise, leaping up and catching him with a Hurricanrana off the top.

Jon McDaniel: Some sweet agility from the newcomer, and now we’re getting the match we wanted to see.

It’s a jarring blow and Jethro takes his time to sit up, right into the path of Laura who swings low for her signature Sliding Clothesline, but Jethro has hits wits about him and manages, not only duck the shot, but catch her arm and drag her down into a crucifix pin.

Jon McDaniel: Reversal out of nowhere, and this could be it!


One

Laura flails her legs.

Two

Jon McDaniel: And again Laura escapes!

Laura kicks back out of the hold and back to her feet, Jethro looks to do the same but not quite as fast, and this time Laura doesn’t miss her mark, and blasts Jethro in the skull with a vicious Soccer Kick.

Brian Rentfro: Looks like Laura just kicked his head up into the uprights.

There’s a shared scream from the fans as Jethro collapses. Laura however doesn’t stop to check him, and quickly turns to snatch up the chair he’d dropped in the ring. The referee moves to block her but Laura simply brushes passed and then lifts the chair up over Jethro. The referee catches it though, forcing Laura to fight it out his hands. She then rears back again, and this time accidently takes the referee out with a shot in the head.

Brian Rentfro: The referee is down but she never purposely hit him. Is this a disqualification?

Jon McDaniel: She might not have hit anyone on purpose at this point but her intentions were fairly clear. It’s in the referee’s hands now once he gets back up.

The fans are furious at this point as Laura turns away from Jethro and to the referee, giving him a quick kick to see if he’s out. It doesn’t seem to faze her though, and so she turns back to Jethro. Unfortunately by this point he’s up and snatches the chair out of her hand. The fans are entranced now, and their excitement only grows as Jethro draws up the chair.

Brian Rentfro: He’s going to do it Jon?

Jon McDaniel: And she’s driven him to it.

Jethro draws back… and yet falters. And even as Laura drops to her knees, holds out her hands and begs him to do it he still can’t bring himself to use the chair. The fans egg him on but he still can’t do it, and so they turn. Laura capitalises on the confusion, jumping to her feet and then lashing out with a kick that sends the chair back into his face. Jethro then drops the chair and Laura snatches it up, blasting him in the face once, then a second to bring him to a knee and then a third, swung Roundhouse style and shattering against his skull before he sinks into a heap.

Jon McDaniel: This is a disgrace.

The fans revolt and Laura is eating it up, holding up her hands, bloodied chair in one and a victorious fist in the other. Laura then throws the chair aside and turns back to the referee and slaps him awake. Then back to Jethro, and with what strength she has she pulls him as far as his knees before lazily cradling him up in a Small Package.

Jon McDaniel: And this is utterly distasteful.

Brian Rentfro: I don’t know Jon, I’m kind of enjoying it.

Laura holds onto the Small Package as the referee limply counts the cover.


One


Two


Three…

Brian Rentfro: She’s done it!

Jon McDaniel: Someone ring the bell and get this over with.

Laura explodes out the cover and throws up her arms, celebrating like she just won the gold. She then crawls on her hands and knees to the referee and dives on him for a hug. The fans are incensed but she’s hamming it up rotten, fanning utter ecstasy before pushing the ref down, face first into the mat. She then skips back to her feet, pauses over Jethro who’s now begging to stir, gives him a smile and then jumps out the ring as she heads off to the back.

Jon McDaniel: To think we just saw a competitor I was excited to see just throw it all away. I hope they send her back to Chaos where she belongs.

Brian Rentfro: I hope they push her to the moon.

Jon McDaniel: You would.

The fans distaste suddenly lifts and turns to cheers as Jethro sits up in the ring. His face is a mess but he’s no less awake and looking utterly bewildered. The penny quickly drops though, and confusion turns to anger as his eyes dart over to Laura. She feeds him a smile and a politely little wave, mouths something to the effect of not over and then passes through the curtain. All eyes are on Jethro then and he’s utterly incensed. The referee offers to help him but he pushes him off and jumps to his feet.

Jon McDaniel: Even after all that he’s still a fighter. Is it any wonder this man has achieved so much in such a short time here?

His music picks up and the fans cheer him on, but right now he’s got other things on his mind, and he quickly leaps from the ring and storms up the ramp. A few fans wish him the best and hold out hands which he politely tags, but his mind isn’t quite in it and he quickly disappears from the back.

Jon McDaniel: No doubt he’s gotta be disappointed in how this went down and I can’t say I blame him.

Brian Rentfro: Still, it’s the wins that count and tonight it wasn’t his. And you can argue the decision all you want but you can’t stay Laura didn’t come in here with a game plan that helped her walk away the winner.

Jon McDaniel: Well maybe but I can’t say it isn’t driving me insane.

Riona Langly vs Cody Bogard


Eric Emerson: Our next match is scheduled for one pinfall or submission. Introducing first, hailing from San Mateo, California...

The lights suddenly dim down as the opening intro to "Trouble Man" pick ups and smoke emerges from near the entrance way.

A figure in a navy blue shiny long jacket emerges, standing while looking at the fans as he stands in the shadows. The figure emerges as strobe lights go off to reveal....CODY BOGARD!!!!! Cody makes his way to the ring.

Gonna be trouble
It's gettin' out of hand
Gonna be trouble
But baby, I'm the man

I'm gonna save you
I'll be your knight
I'll be your saviour
How 'bout tonight? YEAH!

Cody makes his way over to the ring, springing up to the ring apron, climbing the turnbuckle and posing with his arms open in a pose.

Eric Emerson: He stands 5'11 and weighs 210 pounds... he is... CODY... BOGARD!!!!

Gonna be trouble
Baby, I'm the trouble man
Want a fighter? Come on--
But don't you understand?
I can't be double
Baby, I'm the trouble man

Cody jumps from the turnbuckle as he looks at his opponent or waits for his opponent.

### Today... my name... is pain... ###

The lights dim as a haunting melody begins to play over the PA system. As the chimes play out, flashes on the otherwise blackened ADCTron show a slideshow of violence during war throughout the ages... A guitar kicks in, adding to the melody as the speed of the images picks up, more sights being added as well as almost subliminal messages of PAIN, VIOLENCE, HELL, WAR... The guitar stops it's long riff and kicks in with the drums as the lights start to pulse red, the with more violence screaming across the ADCTron... Photos of Riona Langly mix into the slideshow, showing matches against Jamie Flynn, The Phoenix, Hunter Sullivan, SNS, Corey Lazarus, and Viktor Stone...

### Tonight... Tonight... ###
### Tonight... ###

A very low, angry growl as the lights flicker wildly, while remaining deeply red....

### GO! ###

"The New Ministry" from Walls of Jericho is in full force as a familiar spotlight lights up right behind the entrance way. Stepping out in front of it is of course, Riona Langly, her head hanging down as she soaks in the ambiance before a match.

### Tonight... is... ours... ###
### Give me your passion ###
### Tonight... is... ours... ###
### Give me your heart ###

Riona lifts her head up and scream, snapping off her crux pose as criss-crossing red pyro fires off in front of her. The pyrotechnics shoot off 5 times before coming to an end, the lights in the arena returning to normal as Riona begins her walk down to the ring.

Eric Emerson: Introducing... she comes to us from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania! She weighed in this morning at 142 pounds, and stands at five foot nine inches. She is the leader of the Apostles of Ares...

### Tonight... is... ours... ###
### Now and forever ###
### Tonight... is... ours... ###
### WE BLEED TONIGHT! ###

Riona stops at the end of the entrance ramp, rolling her fists as she stares inside the ring.

### Live out your dream ###
### With everything you have inside you ###
### This world can't hold us back forever! ###
### forever... FOREVER...###
### FORVER... FOREVER... ###

Eric Emerson: Ladies and gentlemen, this is.... RIOOONNNNAAAA LANNGGGLLLLYYYY!!!

Riona dead leaps herself onto the ring apron and slings herself over the top rope and into the ring, stomping over to the nearest corner as soon as she lands.

### We Bleed Tonight... is... ours... ###
### Give me your passion ###
### Tonight... is... ours... ###
### Give me your heart ###

Riona climbs onto the top turnbuckle and snaps off another crux pose as red pyro flares out of the other 3 turnbuckles violently, scaring the ref in the process.

### Tonight is ours ###
### Now and forever ###
### Tonight is ours ###
### WE BLEED TONIIIIIIIIIGHT... ###

Riona climbs down from the turnbuckle and starts some light stretches, her mind preparing for the match ahead of her.

DING DING DING!

Cody and Riona circle the ring and lock collar and elbow. Cody overpowers Riona to a knee, but Riona slips out and puts Cody in a hammerlock. Cody tries to knock Riona off with an elbow, but Riona ducks the elbow. However Cody gives Riona a toe-stomp, and then levels her with a right hand!

Jon McDaniel: And Riona gets knocked down from that thunderous right hand from Bogard.

Brian Rentfro: Jon she's still in a lot of pain from last weekend.

Riona hops up to her feet and ducks a clothesline attempt from Bogard. Riona delivers a sharp kick to Bogard's side and then takes him down with a bulldog. Riona climbs to the top turnbuckle and leaps off with a top rope kneedrop, but Bogard moves out of the way just in time and Riona does a barrel roll to get back to her feet. Cody rushes at Riona but Riona counters with an arm drag. Cody gets up to his feet and Riona is there to meet him. A second lockup and Cody with a go behind into a rear waistlock into a side headlock, that he turns and delivers a DDT down to the mat. Cody up quickly dropping a forearm across the back of Riona's neck. He quickly pulls her up to her feet and whips Riona into the ropes, he springboards from the middle rope with a flying clothesline. Riona with a duck, twist and an arm bar takedown to the mat on Cody. She quickly turns the arm bar into a cloverleaf arm lock and applies pressure especially to the shoulder area of Cody. Cody yelps out in pain and surprise and begins to crawl for the ropes. Riona tries to prevent the crawl to safety, but Cody reaches out with his foot and the hold is broken. Riona allows mark up to his hands and knees before she delivers a vicious kick to his face which flips him through the ropes and onto the ring apron. Riona hits the ropes and comes back with a baseball slide that misses Cody as he sits up. Cody is quick to roll back through the ropes before Riona can grab a hold of him and drag him to the outside to inflict more damage.

Brian Rentfro: Cody does NOT wanna mix it with Riona out there, trust me. Not after Chaotic Rampage.

Jon McDaniel: I agree completely Brian. Keep it in the ring Cody, for your own benefit.

Riona hops to the apron but Cody is there with a right hand, Riona ducks it delivering a shoulder into Cody's midsection. Riona uses the top rope to springboard herself up and over Cody with a sunset flip over powerbomb onto the mat.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Cody rolls a shoulder up to stop the count. Riona isn't bothered by this, because she can show Cody some true competition. Cody is up to his knees as Riona stands behind him. She hooks him up in a full nelson, lifting him up to his feet. Cody goes left, goes right, and keeps doing this until the hold is broken by his movements. Cody spins around catching the back of Riona's leg with a spinning toe strike that folds her down to her knees. Cody hits Riona with a dropkick to the back of her head and she slams face first into the mat. Cody with a springboard moonsault onto Riona's back. He rolls her over for a count.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Brian Rentfro: Barely a two count on that, Jon. Cody's gonna need a lot more to keep Riona down.

Jon McDaniel: Cody was going more for surprise there, but Riona wasn't fooled.

Cody pulls Riona back up to her feet and whips her into the ropes, she rebounds with a lifted knee to the face, Cody ducks under grabbing and slamming her down to the mat with a sit-out spinebuster. He makes another pin but Riona manages to roll up a shoulder before the first slap of the mat. Cody grabs Riona's ankle and twists it into a ankle lock and leglock combination. Riona kicks out connecting with Cody's face and the hold is broken before much damage is done. Riona is up to her feet as Cody makes it up to his. Lockup and Cody forces Riona into the ropes where the referee makes him break the lockup. Riona comes out and an arm drag takedown sends Riona back to the mat. Her foot in the ropes makes Cody break the hold. Both are back up and Riona is staring at Cody with fury burning in her eyes and Cody appears to not notice or not care about it. She charges at Cody, he ducks under and nails Riona with a butterfly kick that sends Riona into the ropes at a tilting run, but she manages to rebound off the ropes properly and comes flying back with a cross body that rolls them both out of the ring and to the outside. Cody clutches at his back which took most of the impact of the fall as he gets up to his feet, Riona holds at her ankle that was under Cody's back as they rolled out. Cody turns to look as Riona charges at him with a clothesline, Cody ducks under and tries for a dropkick, Riona falls and Cody's dropkick misses. Cody lands hard on his side from the missed dropkick and Riona is standing over him as the referee's count reaches four.

Jon McDaniel: Swindell better not reach a ten count here for Cody's sake, because who knows what Riona will do to him.

Brian Rentfro: I know what she will do. Just look at Matthew Engel!

Riona whips Cody into the ring apron back first, whips him into the railing back first, and she is targeting the back. As Cody rebounds from the guard railing, Riona is there with a drop toe hold that slams Cody's face into the thin padding at ringside. The referee's count is up to eight now and Riona notices as she rolls into the ring breaking the count. She stands there catching her breath as Cody climbs up to the apron, she is over quickly delivering a stiff forearm strike to his face. She spins Cody around and locks in a sleeperhold trying to wear him down, the move is legal until the five count, which referee Scott Swindell begins to administer. At the count of four, Riona releases the hold, hooks Cody in a reverse facelock, and lifts him vertically into the air and spins slamming him back first onto the mat. Riona walks over and begins to drop repeated knees to the forehead of Cody, who begins to try and roll away from the attack, but is unable to as Riona stalks him. She lifts him up to a vertical base and locks in a chicken wing suplex down to the mat. She pulls him back to his feet and whips him back first into the corner, with a running leap she flies landing a body splash into the corner. As Cody stumbles out Riona springboards from the middle rope with a tornado DDT, but Cody throws her off somehow and they both land on the mat hard. Scott Swindell begins a count and gets to eight before Cody begins to stir, but unfortunately for him, Riona begins to stir as well. She pulls herself up by the top rope, Cody does the same.

Jon McDaniel: Both competitors are really bringing it tonight, and Riona is starting to feel the effects from last weekend.

Brian Rentfro: I can't believe both her and Engel are even here tonight. It's amazing!

Jon McDaniel: It just shows you how dedicated they are to Rampage, Brian.

Brian Rentfro: Or how dedicated they are to destroying each --

Jon McDaniel: Riona nails Cody with a roundhouse kick and sends him over the top rope!

Cody holds on though and crashes on the apron. Riona stumbles a bit, still feeling the effects of Chaotic Rampage. And then... the lights GO OUT.

Brian Rentfro: What the *beep*?! It's pitch black in here Jon!

Jon McDaniel: What's going on? There's commotion in the ring!

And the lights are BACK ON. However, it's nothing but terror for Riona Langly.

Jon McDaniel: Matthew Engel is in the ring! He's.. covered in blood, it looks like!

Brian Rentfro: What's worse is that he's got that barbed wire Singapore cane!

Riona is down on the mat, trying to back away from Engel who is walking toward her. He has a menacing look on his.. crimson mask for a face. He points the barbed wire Singapore cane at Riona and then moves to hit her directly with it.

Jon McDaniel: NO MATT!

But the lights go out again.

Brian Rentfro: OH COME ON! Did he actually hit her!?

Jon McDaniel: I don't know Brian I can't see a damn thing.

The lights return to normal, and it's just Riona Langly inside the ring, along with Cody Bogard recovering on the apron and trying to get to his feet. Matthew Engel has disappeared, and Riona seems to have not been caused any harm by him, except perhaps emotional trauma.

Jon McDaniel: Good God... I thought Riona was done for, Brian.

Brian Rentfro: It seems Engel might be sending a message, that he will get his vengeance for Chaotic Rampage.

Riona manages to get to her feet and Cody enters the ring. Cody rushes after her and nails her in the neck with a forearm smash. He takes her down with a german suplex and then immediately goes for the pin.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Brian Rentfro: Almost a three there. I bet she's still terrified, Jon.

Jon McDaniel: Who could blame her?

Cody gets Riona up to her feet and gives her a chop to the chest. The crowd goes crazy with the usual "WHOO!", but Riona counters with a jab to Cody's chin. Cody fights back with a punch of his own, and Riona comes back with a kick to the gut. Riona tries to wrap Cody up for a DDT, but Cody slams Riona back-first into the turnbuckles. Cody repeatedly shoulder thrusts Riona into the turnbuckles and then gives her a jawbreaker for good measure. Cody takes Riona down with a pumphandle slam and tries for the cover again.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Brian Rentfro: Still not giving up yet, despite that horrible distraction.

Jon McDaniel: Cody is certainly picking it up here, showing the former Intercontinental and Grizzly Beer champion that he's here to make an impact.

Cody gets Riona up to her feet, but Riona counters with a kick to the outside of Cody's right knee! Cody stumbles back a bit and Riona takes him down with a dropkick. Both competitors are down and exhausted, but trying to get back up.

Jon McDaniel: And Riona gets up to her feet. Cody is back up to his feet as well and Riona walks over to him, Cody swings wildly but Riona ducks underneath!

Riona wraps her arms around Cody from the side, with her left arm going underneath Cody's left arm while the right goes over it. She then locks her hands behindCody's back and pushes forward, causing Cody's right arm to push against his neck and choke him. As the opponent is choking, Riona then pushes Cody backwards while maintaining a standing position by locking Cody's legs. Finally, Riona swings Cody backwards with her, releasing the triangle just in time for Cody to land on his arm, causing it to jam into his throat.

Brian Rentfro: The Tourniquet! It's over Jon! Fun whiled it lasted!

Riona goes for the cover and hooks both legs.

1...

2...

3!!!

DING DING DING!!!

Eric Emerson: And the winner of this match... "The Celestial Trigger"... RIONA... LANGLY!!!

Jon McDaniel: What a good match. Cody gave Riona a run for her money, but Riona proved to be the better competitor tonight.

Brian Rentfro: And she's going to get some answers about Matthew Engel's disturbing appearance during her match, that's for sure.

Cody rolls out of the ring with a slight look of disappointment. He heads backstage as Riona's hands are raised in the air in victory.

Lazarus Speaks


As a member of the Fab 5 stable, that I completely relished in my upbringing, not once denying my youthful summers spent in the Caribbean, or the many vacation homes my parents bought and never used across the country. And yet, despite my obvious arrogance, and despite my life of privilege, you people all accepted me as one of your own.

He points at the camera briefly before sliding his hand back into his pocket.

Lazarus: You, both the wrestlers that made the PWA name into the juggernaut it once was and has become again, and all of the fans watching at home, both old and young, jaded and fresh-faced. You all saw my talent in the ring and wanted to see more of it, pushing me to go beyond my means and shatter the proverbial glass ceiling over and over again, leading me to the kind of success that ninety percent of the men and women who step between the ropes never come close to achieving. For that? I thank you. All of you. I thank Cliff Young and Jesse White for training me, for believing in me when I needed them to, and for supporting my every career decision, regardless of its outcome for either myself or for them. I thank Emma O'Reilly for giving me some of the best years of her adult life, and for giving me mine, and for still being a part of my life even after all of the bullshit I've put her through. I thank Hiro Takawa and Malcolm West for being strong enough, both physically and mentally, to call me on my bullshit when I've needed them to, and for dropping things at a moment's notice to spar with me for even ten minutes. I thank Viktor Stone for helping me retrieve that killer instinct that I'd all but lost following my losing of the PWA World Heavyweight title, and for teaching me the in's and out's of submission holds that I never even knew existed. But, and perhaps most importantly, I thank you, Dustin.

Corey walks over to one of the frozen windows, looking outside at the sidewalk four floors below him, dozens of people walking either which way to get to or come home from their places of employment or the store of their choice, multiple lanes of traffic filled with cars of all kinds.

Lazarus: You see, if it wasn't for Dustin holding me back all those years ago in HiC, and if it wasn't for him leaving me to fend for myself in Death Row, then I wouldn't have ever had the ambition to return to the PWA ring after years of inactivity and capture the ultimate prize of our sport, the PWA World Heavyweight championship. Now I'll be the first to admit that I've done some horrible things between my time in Death Row and now, almost all of them in the name of proving my superiority over Dustin, but I've atoned for those sins. I've spent time on the injury block, nursing my wounds rather than ignoring them until they grew too severe to handle like I had done before. I've bled buckets. I've beaten legends. There isn't a single legend in this sport that can say they've ever gotten one over on me. Not one. Not Project X, not Raizzor, not Chamelion, not Phoenix, not Cliff, not even Dalton Campbell or Sirus Moran. But there's one man I've yet to come face-to-face with in the ring, one man that I've wanted...no, NEEDED to compete against, NEEDED to beat, and that's you, Dustin.

He turns back to the camera.

Lazarus: It's been over five years since we started this little rivalry of ours, and in that five years we've been in the same promotion a handful of times. You've gone on with your life, raising your children and spending time with whatever woman has a crush on you during that given week, but I know you better than anybody. You've said time and time again that you're done with the wrestling industry, that the business itself has left you behind, and that you're willing to move beyond it. But there's always that one thought in the back of your head, that one voice saying the same phrase ad nauseum, repeating it until the very thought of hearing it from every single fan across the world makes you sick to your stomach: "you've never beaten Corey Lazarus."

Another smile.

Lazarus: And I know that it eats away at you, Dustin, because you wouldn't have even thought of returning to the PWA to do your little "retirement"...

Corey makes the quotation marks in the air with the index and middle fingers of each hand before sliding them back into their respective pockets and clearing his throat.

Lazarus: ...if it wasn't. You wouldn't have challenged me to a match at Genesis if it didn't. And how fitting is it that we're being billed as THE grudge match to end all grudge matches? Two men that once ruled the entire sport together. Former best friends. Former stablemates and tag team partners. Both men trained together under the tutelage of the same man, and both men have left their mark on the very landscape of our great sport. I'll see you soon, Dustin. Rock n' roll.

The scene fades...

Raizzor vs Mark Zout


DING DING DING

Mark Zout started off this match with a good string of offense, keeping the World Champion on the defensive and on the mat. Zout tried to choke Raizzor out, but Raizzor was able to battle back by overpowering Zout and getting to the ropes. Zout would go for a running enziguri, but Raizzor put a stop to it by blocking the kick and knocking Zout down to the mat. Raizzor finished Zout off with a big boot to the face and his new move, Driven to Hell.

Winner: Raizzor in 7:10

The Phoenix vs Johnny Maverick


Eric Emerson: The following match is set for one fall...

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.

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
mistakes. The problems that you have are just a little much for you to take.'

Johnny jumps down and prepares himself for/ faces his opponent.

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

Ding Ding

Jon McDaniel: Both men circling each other, having worked together in War Games they know a little about each other.

Brian Rentfro: That match was brutal and we are still talking about it.

Collar and elbow, Phoenix turning it into a hammerlock. Johnny drops down to one knee flipping Phoenix over onto his feet. Phoenix comes in with a running knee, but Johnny catches the ankle flipping Phoenix off to the side and onto his back. Phoenix kips up to his feet, nodding at Johnny. They charge at each other, Johnny with a leap frog over Phoenix, but Rob turns on the spot with a roundhouse that Johnny avoids.

Jon McDaniel: These two seem to have scouted each other well.

Brian Rentfro: Neither doing anything but countering and avoiding.

Johnny with a karate kick to the planted leg of Rob, sending him down onto one knee. Johnny with a dropkick right to the masked face of Phoenix that lands him on his back. Johnny hits the ropes, springboard back flip onto Phoenix's knees as he gets them up just in time. Rob rolls over onto his forearms and knees, shoving up to his feet quickly as Johnny holds his midsection in pain. Rob sends a forearm into Maverick's face backing him up against the ropes.

Brian Rentfro: Johnny had some quick offense, but Phoenix with the advantage now.

Jon McDaniel: As much as I don't like his tactics, one cannot count out The Phoenix in any match.

Irish whip sends Johnny into the ropes, Rob charges in, rolling clothesline takes Johnny off his feet. Phoenix climbs to the top turnbuckle, flying off with the elbow drop finisher early, but Johnny rolls out of the way and Phoenix manages to land on his feet somehow.

Brian Rentfro: Amazing acrobatics there from Phoenix.

Jon McDaniel: I'll agree with you there.

Johnny looks at Phoenix, leg sweep takes Johnny off his feet and Phoenix with a leg drop. Rob knows it will take more than that to defeat Johnny Maverick, stomp to the knee before he wrenches back on Johnny's knee as he holds his ankle. Johnny rolls over into the ropes, the count is up to four before the hold is broken. The damage has been done though as Johnny is limping on his left leg here in this contest early. Phoenix charges in with a clothesline, Johnny ducks under delivering a kick right to the back of Rob's skull.

Jon McDaniel: Rob's face slammed right into that turnbuckle.

Brian Rentfro: He could be concussed.

Rob holds at his face as he stumbles back right into a belly to back suplex from Maverick. Johnny hits the ropes, the pain in his knee temporarily forgotten, baseball slide right into Rob's face. Johnny with a double stomp then a double knee drop to Phoenix's shoulders before he pulls him up to a vertical base. Jumping up, he delivers a judo kick right to Rob's temple that sends him into the corner. Johnny rushes over, thigh kick before he leaps to the middle rope, jumping slightly towards Phoenix, delivering a dropkick right to his face. Phoenix stumbles out of the corner and Johnny darts past him, scaling the recently vacated corner to stand with his back turned to Phoenix.

Jon McDaniel: Johnny showing off a bit here.

Brian Rentfro: But Johnny knows exactly what he is doing.

Johnny twists on the top turnbuckle, diving off to catch Phoenix with a bulldog that slams his chin right into the canvas. Johnny hooks the leg.

One...

Two...

Rob kicks out, throwing a shoulder up just in time to prevent the loss.

Brian Rentfro: It is going to take more than that to defeat the five time PWA World Champion.

Jon McDaniel: You never know, there are a bunch of surprise victories in the PWA record books.

Johnny pulls Phoenix up, whip into the ropes. Rob reverses sending Johnny into the ropes, but Johnny springs to the middle rope, jumping back with a swinging kick that Rob avoids. Phoenix catches Johnny in mid-air, spinebuster onto the canvas. Rob grabs the left ankle of Johnny again, aiming a knee jab right into Johnny's left knee that draws a grunt of pain from the Grizzly Beer Champion.

Jon McDaniel: Phoenix is a precisionist in the ring.

Brian Rentfro: That cannot be argued, it doesn't look good for the Grizzly Beer Champion.

Johnny flips over, trying for a kick with his right leg, but Phoenix ducks under and locking on a single leg Boston Crab. Johnny reaches the ropes as Phoenix leans back with the weight being on Johnny's lower back, but the count is up to four and the hold is broken. Phoenix doesn't slow down the offense though as he pulls Johnny out of the ropes delivering a right palm strike to the Grizzly Beer Champion. Johnny's head rocks back on his neck as Rob connects with a second solid shot that the referee warns him about the closed fists. Phoenix turns his head to argue, but Johnny with a kick to Rob's thigh grabs his attention back quickly. Rob holds at his thigh and Johnny delivers a stiff knee right into his face that stands Rob back up vertically. Phoenix is holding at his face, Johnny with a quick kick to his unprotected ribs, Phoenix holds at his left side. Johnny kicks out connecting with his unprotected right side, Phoenix holds at them now. Johnny jumps backwards, springing with a headbutt to Phoenix's forehead that sends him down on his butt and Johnny showboats here for the crowd.

Jon McDaniel: Don't count Phoenix out yet Johnny.

Brian Rentfro: That's right, attack him while you can.

Johnny comes over, pulling Phoenix up before Johnny's eyes go wide in shock and pain. The referee quickly gets into the mix, but Phoenix shrugs his shoulders as he stands up. Phoenix with a palm strike to the left side of Johnny's face, a second to the right side of his face, another to the right and another to the left. Phoenix is letting this young star know why he is a former five time PWA World Champion.

Brian Rentfro: Phoenix looking good here.

Jon McDaniel: Phoenix showing why the Old School stars may dominate Genesis X this year.

Spinning elbow backs Johnny into the ropes, but a quick knee sends him into the corner. Phoenix climbs up, punching away with palm strikes as the crowd counts along, they can't help it.

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

Phoenix jumps down, slapping Johnny across the face for good measure as he turns to play to the crowd as well.

Jon McDaniel: Johnny is a champion for a reason, Phoenix don't turn your back.

Brian Rentfro: Johnny is smiling a bit here, this can't be good.

Johnny springs out of the corner, Rob turns around and Johnny


***Johnny Maverick Wins***

slams a double knee right into Rob's throat, showing his athleticism.

Brian Rentfro: The Tony Jaa!

Johnny bounces off the ropes.

Jon McDaniel: Failure to Launch!

Rob tries to crawl for the ropes, but decides to live and fight another day as he taps the mat hurriedly.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Eric Emerson: Winner of the match, your Grizzly Beer Champion, Johnny Maverick!

"Open Your Eyes" hits back up as Johnny leans over the top rope to obtain his Grizzly Beer Championship belt from a ring technician.

Matthew Engel vs Matt Stone

Battle of the WotY


Eric Emerson: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the main event. Tonight's match is scheduled for one pinfall or submission and is a battle between two Wrestler of the Year winners!

Brian Rentfro: Pfft, Stone was a co-winner!

Jon McDaniel: He still won, Brian.

I came to play!

Matt Stone's theme can be heard in the arena and the crowd begins to show their dissapproval for the longest reigning Grizzly Beer champion in PWA history.

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!

Stone comes out of the back followed by Katrina who just looks happy to be there. Stone has an arrogant smirk on his face as he holds up the Wrestler of the Year trophy. He walks up to the camera, remarking 'Now the ratings go up'. Stone brushes past the cameraman now and heads to the ring, followed by Katrina.

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

Eric Emerson: "Introducing, accompanied to the ring by his personal interviewer Katrina, he weighs in at one hundred-ninety pounds, from Ottawa, Ontario Canada. He is the Wrestler of the Year, Matt Stone!"

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 escape and no redemption
Understand the ends begun

Standing in the ring now, Stone looks out at the crowd and raises his hands in the air, holding the trophy just as high as he can. He hands the trophy to Katrina on the outside of the ring and hits the ropes a few times in preparation for his match.

Brian Rentfro: Matt Stone might not be as badass as Engel, but hot damn he's got a fine lady for an interviewer.

Jon McDaniel: Keep it in your pants, Rentfro.

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. He begins to stretch in the ring and prepare himself for the match.

Jon McDaniel: A highly anticipated match up, Brian. This is the first time Stone and Engel have ever faced off in singles competition, and we got front row action right here on Rampage!

Brian Rentfro: Uh, I believe this is the first time they've ever been in the ring together, minus Rumble in the Bronx.

Jon McDaniel: I think Stone was eliminated before Engel even got in. Remember Engel entered second to last, in front of Alex Wilkie.

Brian Rentfro: Well aren't you sharp as a *beep*ing tack tonight, Jon?

DING DING!

Engel and Stone circle each other in the ring, Engel taking it slow and trying to calculate Stone's moves. Stone and Engel lock up but Stone goes right for a shot to Engel's injured ribs. Stone delivers back to back right punches and then knee uppercuts Engel. Engel stumbles back and Stone delivers a nice dropkick, sending Engel over the top rope. Engel holds on though and crashes on the apron. He manages to get to his feet as Stone walks over to him. Stone tries to wrap Engel up but Engel shoulder thrusts Stone in the gut. Stone doubles over and Engel executes a sunset flip over the top rope and rolls up Stone for a pin.

1...

Kick out!

Jon McDaniel: Nice sunset flip from Engel, but Stone wasn't caught offguard too much.

Brian Rentfro: I would be if I had Katrina as my interviewer.

Jon McDaniel: Stop staring, Brian.

Stone and Engel are to their feet. Stone rushes forward and manages to hit Engel in the head with a forearm. Stone repeats the attacks and then kicks Engel in the gut. Stone takes Engel down with a snap suplex. Stone goes against the ropes and comes back, nailing Engel with a kneedrop to the forehead. Stone gets up and repeatedly stomps Engel in his injured head and ribs. Stone proceeds to talk a little trash to Engel, who has no response.

Brian Rentfro: You're talking trash to a dangerous man, Stone.

Jon McDaniel: I think he's well aware of that.

Matt Stone: COME ON ENGEL!

Stone slaps Engel in the back of the head a little, and then gets him up to his feet. Stone tries for a vertical suplex but Engel slips out of it and lands behind Stone. Engel wraps Stone up from behind with a full nelson and slams him back-first on the mat! Engel stomps on Stone and returns the favor, then goes into the ropes. Engel comes back and hits Stone with a double kneedrop in the stomach. Stone is clutching at his midsection and Engel gets to his feet. Engel stalks Stone, waiting for him to get to his feet. Stone gets up, a little dazed and Engel rushes. Stone comes to and counters with an arm drag, sending Engel to the other side of the ring. Engel gets to his feet and rushes again, but Stone nails the arm drag once more. Engel gets up to his feet, a little flustered. He gives Stone a golf clap.

Brian Rentfro: Ha! That didn't even affect Engel. He was just testing him.

Jon McDaniel: And Stone passed, but don't think Engel isn't hurting. He's still in pain from last Sunday.

Stone and Engel circle each other in the ring. Stone goes for the collar and elbow, but Engel denies and instead nails Stone with a kick to the gut. Engel sends Stone into the ropes and Stone bounces back with a diving forearm and catches Engel. Engel stumbles back and Stone gives Engel a deadly kick to the ribs. Engel falls to a knee and Stone lines up with a right hook and connects viciously. Stone mounts Engel and begins to pummel him as fast as he can. Engel puts him his arms in defense and blocks most of the blows but Stone gets a few shots in. Stone gets up and drags Engel up to his feet. Stone shoves Engel into a nearby corner and rushes in, spearing Engel in the corner. Stone puts Engel on the top turnbuckle and then climbs to the middle. Stone grabs Engel by the hair and nails him a few times with right hands. Stone locks Engel up in a front facelock and then takes Engel down to the ring with a superplex!

Brian Rentfro: Damn that's gotta hurt!

Jon McDaniel: What a superplex from Matt Stone. And just think, the damage from that move is magnified because of Engel's condition. How the hell did he get cleared to wrestle tonight anyway?

Brian Rentfro: Because he's a badass, Jon.

Engel is clutching at his back as Stone gets to his feet. Stone gives Engel a nasty curbstomp, which puts Engel on his stomach and holding his face. Engel tries to get up to his feet, but Stone gives Engel a kick to the ribs. Engel tries to get back up again with help from the ropes and Stone backs off for a moment. Engel looks over at Stone, and Engel has blood coming out of his mouth. Stone gives a devious smile and runs at Engel. Engel bends over and lifts Stone up and over the top rope. Stone crashes to the outside as the fans around that area go crazy.

Jon McDaniel: Desperation counter from Engel. And is he bleeding internally?

Brian Rentfro: Desperate or not, it was awesome! And no, Jon. You're seeing things.. I-uh.. no he's not.

Engel gets up to his feet and climbs the turnbuckle. Stone is getting up to a knee, as Engel is set on the top turnbuckle, holding like a gargoyle statue. Stone is finally to his feet and Engel leaps off, nailing Stone right on the forehead with a double ax handle! Stone topples to the ground like a sack of potatoes and Engel rolls off to the side. Engel gets Stone up to his feet and slams him shoulder first into the barricade. The crowd is going crazy around them. Referee Lance Weston finally starts the count.

Weston: 1!

Jon McDaniel: About time. It seems Lance was just going to let them go at it!

Brian Rentfro: And why not? This is the main event Jon! A battle of who is the best Wrestler of the Year! We don't need no stinkin' count outs!

Weston: 2!

Engel gives Stone a roundhouse kick to the face which lays Stone over the barricade. Engel gives the crowd a battle cry and then slams Stone face-first onto the top of the barricade!

Weston: 3!

Jon McDaniel: They need to get back in the ring Brian.

Brian Rentfro: You afraid it's gonna be like last weekend or something?

Jon McDaniel: Yes!

Weston: 4!

Engel puts Stone's head between his thighs, signaling for a powerbomb on the steel rampway.

Weston: 5!

Jon McDaniel: Don't do it Engel!

Brian Rentfro: Too late!

Weston: 6!

Engel lifts Stone up onto his shoulders and just as Engel is about to finish the job, Stone begins to pummel Engel with lefts and rights. Engel staggers back a bit, and Stone counters with a hurricanrana!

Jon McDaniel: Whoa! What a counter by Stone!

Brian Rentfro: Damn it!

Weston: 7!

Stone hears Weston's count and races back to the ring. He slides in. Engel is up to his knees, dazed from the counter move by Stone.

Weston: 8!

Engel finally shakes it off and heads toward the ring, sliding in as well. The count is over, but Stone meets Engel with angry stomps and punches. Stone gets Engel up to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Stone takes Engel down with a spinebuster and goes for a cover.

1...

2...

Kick out!

Jon McDaniel: Nearly a three. That's the first pin attempt we've had since Engel's sunset flip at the beginning.

Brian Rentfro: This is more than just a match, Jon. This is more about a quick win, it's about dominating and seeing who is the best Wrestler of the Year!

Jon McDaniel: Then Hunter Sullivan should be fighting in this match too.

Brian Rentfro: Bah! Hunter can fight the winner.

Stone gets Engel up to his feet and whips him into the turnbuckle as hard as he can. Engel hits hard on his back and falls to the mat. Stone gets Engel back up to his feet and backs out of the corner a bit.

Jon McDaniel: Stone tries for the Combo Breaker!

Brian Rentfro: No! Engel shoves him away and Stone lands on his back. Stone gets back up and Engel nearly beheads him with a thunderous clothesline!

Jon McDaniel: Good play call there, Brian.

Engel rests against the ropes for a moment, but then walks over to Stone. He grabs ahold of Stone's legs and then gives Stone a nasty stomp right in his stomach!

Brian Rentfro: Ouch!

Engel gets Stone up to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Stone comes back and Engel wraps his arm around Stone's neck and then locks in a Million Dollar Dream choke!

Jon McDaniel: Engel's got that chokehold of his locked in the middle of the ring! Stone might be done!

Brian Rentfro: That's definitely locked in good, Jon. Stone isn't going anywhere.

Stone is feeling the effects of the chokehold as Engel tries to keep it as tight as he can. Ref Lance Weston continues to ask if Stone wants to give up, but Stone repeatedly says no. Stone eventually falls to a knee as his face begins to turn red.

Jon McDaniel: He can't last too long in that chokehold, Brian.

Brian Rentfro: I know that.

Stone is on his knees, trying to fight back. He tries to reach for something, anything, but he's too far away from the ropes. Stone uses his weight and strength to move closer to the ropes and is able to do so, but he's still too far away. Stone almost falls on his face, but crutches himself with his arms. Engel tries to keep the hold locked in, but it's getting very uncomfortable and inconvenient for him. Stone continues to crawl and move toward the rope and he's almost there.

Jon McDaniel: Wow, he's almost got it Brian.

Brian Rentfro: No shot!

Stone reaches closer and closer as his personal interviewer, Katrina, is right there cheering him on. Stone finally reaches out again and grabs the bottom rope! He's got it!

Jon McDaniel: Stone's broke the hold!

Brian Rentfro: But Engel hasn't!

Weston: 1! 2! 3! 4!

Engel finally breaks the hold right before Weston says 5. Weston warns Engel, but Engel just ignores himself. Stone is coughing and gasping for air, trying to regain himself, but Engel gives him a kick to the head. Engel gets Stone up to his feet and nails him with a chop to the chest.

Crowd: WHOO!

Engel whips Stone to the other side of the ropes. Engel sprints and follows Stone, nailing Stone with a jumping knee to the forehead as Stone bounces back off the ropes. Stone falls through the top and middle rope and crashes on the apron. Stone tries to get back up and Engel grabs him by the head. Engel walks towards the turnbuckle and tries to smash Stone's head on it, but Stone holds and elbows Engel in the throat. Engel gasps and Stone slams Engel head-first into the turnbuckle! Stone springboards off the turnbuckle and nails Engel with a missile dropkick! Engel falls to the mat and Stone crawls over and makes a cover.

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Kick out!

Jon McDaniel: Another close fall there!

Brian Rentfro: Come on Engel! Stop messing around!

Engel tries to get up to his feet but Stone drops an elbow right on the back of Engel's neck. Stone grabs Engel by the chin and punches him. Engel falls on his back and Stone proceeds to kick him wildly. Engel tries to block the kicks, and eventually grabs ahold of Stone's right ankle. Engel punches Stone right in the inner side of his knee and then uses the distraction to get to his feet, still holding Stone's leg. Stone tries for the enziguri, but Engel ducks, letting go of Stone's leg in the process. Stone lands on his stomach and Engel is on one knee. Engel leaps up and tries to crash down on Stone with a knee, but Stone rolls out of the way. Stone gets to his feet and runs at Engel, but Engel counters with his own arm drag. Stone gets up to his feet and Engel tries for a butterfly kick, but Stone dodges it. Stone catches Engel with a spinning backfist and then drops him down to the mat with a swinging neckbreaker.

Jon McDaniel: Some good back and forth action here, Brian. How long can these guys go?

Brian Rentfro: As long as it takes. But, even Engel's got to be running out of gas soon in his condition.

Stone gets up to his feet and grabs ahold of Engel's legs.

Jon McDaniel: Stone's going for the sharpshooter!

Brian Rentfro: No! Engel slips one leg out and kicks Stone right in the face!


*IF ENGEL WINS*

Engel gets up to his feet and goes after Stone. Stone comes to and tries to nail Engel with a punch, but Engel ducks down and hooks an arm around Stone's closer leg, standing up as he drapes Stone over his shoulder and back. He then reaches behind his body with his free arm and grabs ahold of Stone's head. Engel then spins Stone around as he releases Stone's leg and falls to a semi-seated position after turning to the side, slamming Stone face-first into the mat.

Brian Rentfro: Sons of Plunder! It's over Jon!

Engel makes the cover.

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3!!!

DING DING DING!!!

Eric Emerson: And the winner of this match... the 2008 Wrestler of the Year... MATTHEW... "VIRUS"... ENGEL!!!!!

Jon McDaniel: What a great match, Brian. And I'm particularly surprised Engel was able to last this long in his condition.

Brian Rentfro: Engel's a badass Jon, what do you expect? He went 60 minutes with Shadow Starr six days after Bad Blood.

Jon McDaniel: That's true.

Weston raises Engel's right hand in victory, and Stone rolls out of the ring into the arms of Katrina. Stone tries to hide his disappointment as him and Katrina walk to the rampway. Engel is requesting a microphone.

Jon McDaniel: Oh now what? He can't just let tonight end on a great performance, he's gotta brag about it too?

Brian Rentfro: Just listen Jon!

Matthew Engel: "Whoa whoa, Matt. You know what? Come back here for a second, there's something I need to tell you."

Stone turns around with a suspicious look. He looks to Katrina, who shrugs with a smile. Stone walks back to the ring, telling Katrina to stay put. Stone climbs in and walks up to Engel. Stone asks Engel what he wants and Engel puts the mic back up to his mouth.

Matthew Engel: "Listen. We don't like each other, and that's pretty evident, but what you just showed me tonight, you've earned my respect. I don't care about what these dumb fans say, I don't care about what I hear in the back. And you shouldn't either. The only thing that matters is what you believe, and what happens inside this ring. It's what we live and die by. Just remember that, Matt, and you'll be a World Champion soon enough."

Stone, with a surprised look, gives Engel a nod. Engel tosses the mic and climbs out of the ring, walking up the rampway and disappears backstage. Katrina joins Stone in the middle of the ring.

Jon McDaniel: What is Engel trying to do, pass the torch?

Brian Rentfro: I doubt it Jon, but perhaps Engel wants to see Stone earn more for himself. After all, Stone is a very potential candidate for a World Title contendership.

Jon McDaniel: That is true. Well that's it for us, this is Jon McDaniel and Brian Rentfro... we'll see you NEXT Saturday at our regular time.

(C) PWA 2009