World Heavyweight Title: The Phoenix
Intercontinental Title: Johnny Maverick

Live from the HSBC Arena in Buffalo, NY

Joshua Danielson vs Ronald Gay

Danielson would start off hot in this match by keeping Ronald Gay distracted with high-flying attacks. Danielson knocked Gay off his feet for a few moments to give Gay some ground and pound, but Gay would counter with a rake to Danielson's eyes and use his size advantage to pin Danielson in the corner and go to work on him. Gay would throw Danielson turnbuckle to turnbuckle, trying to injure Danielson's back as much as he could to set up for The Final Judgment. Danielson would mount another offensive and take Gay down with a springboard bulldog. Danielson would attempt a 450 cannonball splash off the top rope, but hit nothing but canvas. Gay would use that moment to capitilaze on Danielson's pain and finish him with the Final Judgment and get the pinfall.

Winner: Ronald Gay in 7:12

Treacherous Hippo Love vs The Andalusian

The bell rings and here we go. THLove shoves Andalusian to the mat first. Back and forth until Andalusian comes off the top. THLove catches him and hits a fall-away slam. THLove clotheslines Andalusian over the top rope and to the floor as we go to commercial.

Back from the break and THLove has Andalusian on the mat. Andalusian fights back and kicks THLove in the head. Andalusian runs into a shoulder and it knocks THLove down also. THLove ends up dumped over the top and to the floor. Andalusian spingboards off the second turnbuckle and over the rope to the floor on Sheamus. THLovepulls Andalusian's shoulder into the ring post and slams him back into the crowd barrier. THLovebrings it back in the ring and continues working on the arm. 2 count by Sheamus. THLove takes Andalusian back to the mat, working on the arm and neck.

THLove takes it to the corner now, still focusing on the arm. Andalusian fights back and hits a missile dropkick from the top. Andalusian hits a series of right hands. He ends up on the apron and uses the ropes on THLove ' neck. Andalusian hits the back elbow off the top. He mounts THLove with a series of rights. THLove fights him off but runs into a kick to the gut. Andalusian comes off the top again but THLove catches him in mid-air. They go back and forth until THLove clotheslines Andalusian to the mat. Andalusian moves from the corner and THLove runs into the post. Andalusian hits the DDT from the ropes but only gets a 2 count.

Andalusian attempts “running of the bulls" but gets caught with a vicious counter into the hungry, hungry hippo. Andalusian taps giving the victory to THLove

Laura Estella vs Casey Campbell

Jon McDaniel: Welcome back ladies and Gentlemen and get ready for another exciting match as a returning BWF legend in Casey Campbell prepares to face off against the PWA’s hottest up and comer; Laura Estella. Also, during the break we were joined by former BWF competitor and trainer of Laura Estella; Alexis Sykes, here to provide some valuable insight on this up coming match.

Sykes: Word.

Jon McDaniel: So tell me Alexis; ever have any run-ins with Casey Campbell during your time in the Blazenwing Wrestling Federation.

Sykes: Err… no, I don’t think so. But one time I was tag champion with Raizzor for about a week and another time I smashed up their lightweight title because I didn’t want it.

Brian Rentfro: Fascinating.

Jon McDaniel: Yes, I can certainly see why it was… worthwhile to bring you on board.

The match is about ready to begin, but the referee seems to think that, with Calista on one side and MC and McNasty on the other, the ring is a bit busy at this point. Laura immediately calls for the dismissal of MC who looks a little shocked but the referee instead demands McNasty to the back, which earns a little cheer after his actions from last week. With no clear signs of Blazenwing in sight, McNasty accepts the ban and heads off to the back, much to the dismay of Laura who confides in Calista while turning looks toward MC.

Brian Rentfro: Say, what’s Laura’s deal with MC?

Sykes: Oh, it’ll be her achondroplasiaphobia.

Brian Rentfro: Her?

Sykes: Her fear of midgets.

Jon McDaniel: This is quickly turning into a very long night.

Both Calista and MC part the ring, much to Laura’s approval, and the referee comes for the bell. The two then tentatively circle one another. The two then lock hands and struggle for a moment, allowing Casey to get the better of it as he turns around into a Waistlock. Laura does her best to flatten out but Casey over powers her and drops her face first onto the mat before spinning around into a North-South position from the top. Laura struggles from beneath and soon manages to right the hold into one of her own and secures the lock.

Brian Rentfro: Particularly slow start from Laura, not something we’re used to seeing.
Jon McDaniel: What’s interesting to note is that last week – even though we didn’t get to be here.

Sykes: Sorry.

Jon McDaniel: Is that Laura was in this exact same position and immediately capitalised with knee strikes to the head. She’s clearly off tonight.

Sykes: Telling you it’s the midget. If you watch closely you can see her looking over every now and then.

Laura does exactly that and the hesitation allows Casey to twist out while holding an arm, bringing her face down into an extended Armlock. Casey then brings the action back to standing and then hurls her towards the ropes – incidentally, the same side of the ring as MC, and as Laura nears the ropes he springs up to grab her foot, causing her to, rather over dramatically, throw herself down to the mat to avoid getting near. Laura is then up and flips out at the referee, who really can’t do anything as MC faints innocence, sighting a complete inability to even reach the bottom rope, never mind anything else.

Brian Rentfro: Well this certainly adds a whole new dimension.

Laura storms across the ring - pushing passed her opponent, who seems a touch confused at the whole situation – and runs into the waiting arms of Calista, who assuredly pats her on the head. The audience responds as expected.

Jon McDaniel: Well this is getting ridiculous.

Brian Rentfro: Getting?

The referee gets Calista off the apron and calms Laura down long enough to restart the match. Casey by this point has had enough and swarms Laura in the corner, catching her in another rear Waistlock. This time though he reaches up, grabs a good handful of boob in each hand and then tosses her over head. The crowd are stunned.

Sykes: Oh dear.

Brian Rentfro: Ha! German Boobplex!

Sykes: This won’t end well.

Laura winds up in the corner and rolls to her back. Essentially she looks pissed, and Casey’s goof ball smile isn’t helping matters. Casey charges then and Laura finally reacts quick enough to dodge out of his shot. Casey hits the buckle and turns right into a leaping knee in the gut and then an elbow across the jaw that staggers him. Casey then lunges forward with a bone braking right hand that lucky finds nothing but air as Laura ducks down and nails a few shots to the body. Casey ducks down and covers up, but Laura is relentless in her attack, nailing knee strikes to the head as she pushes him back into the ropes.

Jon McDaniel: And now we’re finally getting somewhere.

Sykes: Her fear of midgets pails to her sense of embarrassment.

Laura keeps up the pressure but Casey manages to over power her and send her across the mat. Laura gets as far as her knees before having to drop down and avoid a kick from Casey, which she manages to catch and turn into a School Boy (girl) roll-up.

Jon McDaniel: Surprise cover.



Brian Rentfro: And out.

Casey explodes at two and sends Laura away. Casey then gets to his knees and catches another strike from Laura, locking onto her leg and then deftly hauling her into the air and then bringing her down with a Snap Spinebuster. Laura’s insides collapse but she manages to get a hold of the rope and block a submission for Casey. He fights for the hold but Laura manages to kick him off and then roll out onto the apron. A foot between the eyes causes Casey to stagger, but he shrugs it off, charges at Laura and tackles her through the ropes and out to the floor. The two land hard against the barrier with Laura taking the worst of it, giving Casey an easy time of being able to haul her off her feet and onto his shoulder. Casey then turns around throws her up into the air and, rather unceremoniously, drops her face first onto the ring apron.

Jon McDaniel: Oow.

Sykes: That'll mess up her pretty good looks.

Brian Rentfro: good thing she's still got a hot-bod.

Laura crawls away with her hand held to her face, though between her fingers you can still a small stream of blood seeping through. Casey doesn't let up though and drops a foot into her side to send her tumbling over. Casey then gives her a moment to breath, let's her stand, then takes off running toward her. He then catches her up on his shoulder and runs her into barrier a second time.

Jon McDaniel: Casey Campbell all over her at this point.

Brian Rentfro: he really is relentless.

Sykes: She's 140 odd pounds though, as soon as he caught her he was obviously going to do some damage. Wait for the rebound though, she's not out.

Brian Rentfro: Touch of favoritism perhaps?

Casey stops only to break the plane of the ring to restart the count before he gets on her again. This time he doesn't wait, and pulls her up by her roots before dumping her onto the ring apron. Casey then follows her up and quickly secures her in a standing Head-scissors.

Brian Rentfro: I think this will finish the job of messing her up.

Casey hunkers down and prepares to lift her for a Powerbomb, but Laura feels it coming and sinks down into the ropes. Casey hauls at the girl but she keeps tight to the ropes, forcing him to break his hold and clobber her with a few shots to the back.

Jon McDaniel: Laura is fighting. If he's going to get her it's not going to come easy.

With Laura softened up he tries again, and this time she comes rather easy. At the apex of the move however, Laura reacts, and sinks the point of her elbow down into his skull. This staggers Casey for a moment, and allows Laura to drop back out of his clutches, jump down to the ring floor and pull his legs, out from under him.

Sykes: Told yeah.

Brian Rentfro: Yeah. Well done.

Casey lies prone on the apron and Laura drags him into his place with his head pressed against the steel corner support. She then breaks the count before making some space between her and Casey out on the floor.

Jon McDaniel: Any idea what this is?

Sykes: Well I believe what she's going to do is start a run, pick up some speed, jump up and then hit a Dropkick, essentially exploding his brain against the ring support.

Laura sizes up her opponent and then takes off at a run. Inches away though she has her run cut short as MC leaps around from the side of the ring and scares the utter shit out of her.

Brian Rentfro: A brilliant use of the surprise midget defense. I haven't seen that pulled so well in years.

Jon McDaniel: Guess they caught onto her weakness.

Laura scurries away and MC turns away in hysterics. Unfortunately for him the night seems to be all down hill from there, as he turns around to come nose to... Somewhere quite below nose with Calista, who grunts, takes aim and sends her foot up and directly into his balls.

Brian Rentfro: Oh my.

Jon McDaniel: Oh dear.

Sykes: Oh that is amazing.

The shot lifts him off his feet for a moment, and then he just sort of... stands there. Soon though he starts to pale, takes on a shiver, and then very slowly sinks to the floor.

Sykes: Well that's made my whole life, up until this point, worthwhile.

Rentro: Foul! Come on ref, do something.

Jon McDaniel: Actually as neither person is actively competing I don't think he has any place to react.

Sykes: Never before did I even consider that one day I'd actually get to see someone punt a midget in the balls. Let alone live and committed by my own girlfriend. This is truly the best day.

Calista backs away and leaves Casey, now recovered, to tend to his friend. The referee isn't really sure how to react, and only moves when Casey begs him to come help. Meanwhile Laura and Calista take up residence in the ring and share a victory dance.

Sykes: So what now, is a team of midget EMTs going to come out and carry him off in a tiny ambulance, 'cause I could totally go for that.

Brian Rentfro: Well someone better do something, he could have a collapsed testicle or anything.

Sykes: Outstanding. This is going to generate some serious youtube traffic.

Jon McDaniel: Well I'm glad we're all having such fun.

Casey seems reluctant to leave the convulsive, all be it small, mass on the floor, but the referee demands he carries on with the match. The referee then jumps back in the ring and Calista jumps out. Laura beckons him into the ring, essentially leaving him with little choice but to continue.

Jon McDaniel: Well this could really go either way now. On one hand Laura has gotten the monkey off her back in MC's presence at ringside. On the other hand though, she now has a very ticked off Casey Campbell on her hands.

Sykes: I'm in love with the fact that the ball busting of a midget is what will be remembered as having caused the turn in tide in this match.

Brian Rentfro: I just hope they get someone out here to help him.

Casey throws himself back in the ring and into the clutches of Laura who quickly begins landing Forearm Shots to his back. It's not enough to slow him down though, and Casey surges to his feet and puts her back into the corner. He then begins firing off shots from left and right as Laura does what she can to cover up. Laura tries to hunker down but Casey pulls her back up and fires off a few more. He then tags her with a few knees from the side before the referee is finally forced to break it up. Laura hangs in the ropes, her cut only getting worse.

Jon McDaniel: And it's all Casey here.

Sykes: There's a plan, it's like the rope-a-dope. If she can weather the storm she can come out of this to a big advantage.

Brian Rentfro: You know, when Ali came up with the rope-a-dope, I don't think standing in the corner and getting destroyed was really what he had in mind.

Sykes: Did I say it was a good plan.

Casey roars as he's pulled off, gives her just a second and then fires back. Laura catches him with a boot though, and rather clumsily throws herself up onto the ropes. Casey doesn't stop though, and comes back with a Clothesline that knocks her out onto the apron. He then drags her part way through the ropes and drops her with a DDT for good measure.

Brian Rentfro: Well you were right about her plan.

At this point Casey has had enough, and begins sizing her up for the Spear. It's a fair wait as Laura finds her feet, but as soon as she does, he steps into action, comes in low, and gets nailed with two feet on the back of his head.

Jon McDaniel: Double Foot-Stomp, out of nowhere, and Laura is far from finished.

Sykes: Still stupid?

Brian Rentfro: Bite me.

Casey goes down from the shot and his head starts to spin. He comes around though, only managing to get caught in a Clinch and blasted with a series of Knee Strikes that rip through his face. A final one lifts him up right, and he tries to answer back with a punch. His game is still off though, and Laura manages to land a kick to the gut, bringing him down to her level, and leaving him open for the Spinning Backfist.

Sykes: Uraken!

Brian Rentfro: What does that mean?

Sykes: It's Japanese for no teeth.

Jon McDaniel: not quite sure that's true but it seems to be the effect.

One shot puts him to a knee but not out. The second however does it though, and his eyes go back into his head. Laura then flings a final knee into his face and puts him onto his back. She then dives for the cover.

Sykes: That's gotta be it.

Jon McDaniel: It better be, if, it's not she's got nothing left.



Brian Rentfro: And no!

Casey throws up a shoulder and the crowd explodes. The two of them are a mess at this point and Laura looks dismayed. She keeps her wits about her though and pulls him up sitting on the mat. A kick in the back stuns him as she hits the ropes, and then the Sliding Lariat from the other side annihilates him. She pulls it into a cover.

Sykes: So, right, yeah, that one has to be it. The last one was just almost it but this, most certainly, is all of it.




Jon McDaniel: And there’s the bell.

Sykes: Thank fuck, I’m still getting paid.

Laura rolls out of the cover and mops off her brow, admittedly, with all the blood; she’s looking quite bad now. Never the less though she’s on her feet and into the ropes to celebrate.

Sykes: Well guys, it’s been fun working with you. See ya next time.

Jon McDaniel: Our pleasure.

Brian Rentfro: Yeah, sure.

Laura celebrates in the ring as Calista joins her. We jump to our next segment.

Bubba J vs Johnny Maverick

Both men would waste no time when the bell sounded and go after each other viciously. The match would feature only a few actual wrestling moves, as each man took it upon himself to brutalize the other with fists and kicks. Maverick would get an early advantage and bloody the Global Champion with countless vicious knee strikes to the head. A cut would open up wide on Bubba's forehead, running into his eye and temporarily blinding him. Maverick would take the moment to get a bigger advantage by having his way with Bubba, most especially a superplex off the top rope. However, Bubba would not lay down and make a move on the Grizzly Beer Champion with an uppercut to the throat and repeated head-slams into all four top turnbuckles. Bubba would attempt the Trailer Park Trash, but Johnny would shove him away and nail the Tony Jaa! out of no where! The move would knock Bubba out to the apron. Johnny would try for a springboard dropkick to knock Bubba out of the ring, but Bubba would duck out of the way and Johnny would bounce off the ropes and land awkwardly on the canvas. Bubba capitalized on his dodge and went to work on Johnny's neck and head, setting up for the TPT. Bubba continued to drive his fist and elbow into the back of Maverick's neck. Bubba would send Maverick into the ropes and connect with a huge spinebuster. Bubba would issue some trash-talkin' to Maverick and wait for Maverick to get up to his feet. However, Bubba's leg would be caught by Johnny in the beginning of the TPT. Johnny would spin Bubba around and nail the ABM! 1... 2... 3!

Winner: Johnny Maverick in 9:10

Post Match

Johnny remains in the ring after his match with Bubba J, trying to catch his breath when the audience erupts as Project X is lowering himself into the ring. Johnny seemingly not noticing him.

Brian Rentfro: It looks like we might have a repeat of Chaotic Rampage on our hands!

Jon McDaniel: Turn around Johnny!

Project X looks to have bad intentions as he lands right behind the helpless Maverick when all of a sudden the lights go out for just a few short moments.

Brian Rentfro: What the...

The lights come back on and there is an enormous pop at the scene in front of us. Johnny is face to face with Project X, who still has an X marked on his face in Johnnys blood. Surrounding the two of them are about 20 of Johnnys Hoodie Ninjas.

Brian Rentfro: That cheap bastard, he's gonna jump him with twenty guys! how's that for sportsmanship?

Jon McDaniel: Oh yeah, because sneaking up on your opponent after a match is SO much more sportsmanly.

Johnny and X stare each other down. The fact that Project X towers over him not making Johnny fret. Finally something happens, two of the Hoodie Ninjas step forward and extend a 2x4 wrapped into barbed wire to both men.

Jon McDaniel: What's going on?

Project X looks at the 2x4 being offered to him before looking up at Johnny, who simply nods at him as he takes his own. Project X takes the one being offered to him and the two Hoodie Ninjas back away. The two men take a ready stance before they start swinging at each other, both nailing each other with the implement over and over and over.

Jon McDaniel: Neither of these two men are letting up! My God, they are going to kill each other!

The brutality continues until Lacey Gloria leads a bunch of security guards to the ring to break up her patient and his rival. They manage to succeed after a few moments. X heading to the back up the entrance ramp as Johnny demands a microphone from one of his Hoodie Ninjas, who quickly obliges.

Johnny: Wait just a second! You seem to have misread me, X. You seem to think that I want to play a game of 'Face Vs. Heel' with you and that couldn't be further from the case. You see at Genesis we're gonna play a game of 'Two Brutal Motherfuckers Tearing Each Other Apart'. I have picked our match stipulation. There will be barbed wire! There will be glass! There will be thumb tacks! There will be two beds of nails! Lock the kiddies up for the midcard folks, because at Genesis... THERE! WILL! BE! BLOOD!

Johnny tosses the microphone aside and stares at Project X, smiling as blood pours down his face. Project X simply nods at Johnny before heading to the back...

Matt Stone vs Ryan Ross

The match starts quickly as both individuals move in and lock up. Ryan quickly is whipped across the ring and Matt hits the high knee off the ropes and clotheslines Ryan over the top rope and to the floor. We take a commercial break.

Back from the break and Ryan counters Matt and DDT's him for a 2 count. Ryan counters again and drops Matt and gets another close count. Ryan applies an abdominal stretch and slams Matt out of it. Matt dumps Ryan back over the top rope and to the floor. They fight on the floor with Ryan slamming Matt into the apron. They go back in the ring. Ryan nails a big powerslam and covers Matt for another 2 count.

Ryan applies a headlock on the mat now. Ryan keeps in control now as Matt tries to fight back. Ryan goes for the big splash off the second turnbuckle pad but Matt puts his knees up. Matt fights back now and drops Ryan for a 2 count. Right hands by Matt in the corner now. Matt hits the spinebuster but only gets 2. Ryan counters another move and drops Matt. He goes for the corner splash again and hits it this time for a 2 count. Ryan lifts Matt for a slam and points at the Genesis sign. Katrina is on the ropes distracting Ross. The red hot warrior drops his foe and moves in on the woman, telling her to leave the ring. The ref moves in and does the same, only for Matt to sneak up from behind with a witty school boy roll up! 1.2.3! Pin fall.

Jacob Figgins vs Viktor Stone

After getting to the ring, Viktor and Jacob have a hard fought contest, both men trying to use a power game to throw the other one off. It soon degenerates into a game of technical counters and re counters, Jacob seemingly with the advantage before Stone begins to mount his offence. The crowd is really getting behind the match between the two of them, though there appears to be more Figgins fans than there are fans for Viktor.

After eight minutes into the bout, things are starting to look bad for Viktor. Jacob has swung things in his direction. Jacob hits Viktor with a double arm DDT. He follows that up with a hammerlock DDT, really working over the head of Viktor which has been his psychology throughout the match. Figgins brings Stone to a vertical base and hits him with a European Uppercut, spinning Stone around. Figgins then ducks down and tries to set Viktor up for the Crisis Averted, but Viktor was able to avert the Crisis Averted by slipping down Figgin’s back. When Jacob spins around, he’s met by a stiff toe kick and before he knows what’s happened, his arms are locked up and Viktor his flipping over him, connecting with a devastating Death before Dishonor. Viktor rolls him over and the ref gets down to make the count. 1…2…3!!!

Winner: Viktor Stone at 9:48

Hunter Sullivan vs Jethro Hayes

Swindell patted down Sullivan in search of any hidden weaponry or foreign and, upon not finding any, strolled across the ring to Jethro, who didn't give the official any flack as he was searched. Seeming content that neither wrestler was bearing anything to help them influence the match in either direction, Scott walked back to the center of the ring. Not gaining any breathing room in doing so, he barely has time to signal for the bell before Sullivan and Jethro are across the ring, locking up in the usual collar-elbow as the bell went off.

Jethro took the early advantage after the bell went off, starting to shove Hunter back into the corner he had come from. The south paw took advantage of his positioning with his free left hand to twirl things around at the last second, his hand digging into Jethro's side to change the momentum. Swindell quickly dove in to start the count, but was only able to hit three before Jethro released the tie-up, realizing what was going on. Taking advantage of Jethro's liking for following the rules, Sullivan used his left hand to run a quick elbow into the bigger man's ribs, quickly doubling him over. This gained Hunter a stern warning from Scott about clean breaks, but the Viper paid no mind to the referee as he dragged Jethro out of the corner with a loose front facelock. Before he can continue with the momentum he had started to build, however, Jethro used his size to simply shove Hunter away, more of a loose shoulder shove than anything else. Hunter stumbled back a couple of steps out of surprise before charging back in, looking for a left hand, but Jethro ducked under it before popping Sullivan in the side with a right hand.

Noticing how the shots had been with closed fists, Swindell stood just to the side of the wrestlers, giving them warnings in a raised voice about opening up their hands. Both men, obviously ignoring the referee, circled around each other slowly, shaking themselves out as they continued with the early feeling out process. The two moved in and locked up again, fighting for control with Sullivan quickly losing again due to the mass difference between them. Not about to let himself get backed into a corner, however, he repeated the maneuver he had done before, though well before the corner so that he could hop back to the center of the ring, shaking out his arm that Jethro had gripped when they had been tied up. Hayes didn't give him time to fully recooperate, however, as he charged out of the spin to come at Sullivan with a textbook clothesline. Being on top of the game, though, Sullivan again dodged out of the way, ducking underneath the arm as he dove off to the side without leaving his feet. Clearly frustrated at this point, Jethro turned as he put a halt to his momentum before hitting the ropes, glaring at Sullivan. The Viper grinned a bit as he saw Jethro's reaction, lowering his center of gravity in a mock variation of a Greco-Roman wrestling stance. Jethro started to walk up to him...then placed his hands on either side of his mouth, tilting his head up and back as he let out a long 'SUEY!'

The audience echoed the sound right back at Jethro, causing Hunter to blink in surprise as he turned to look out at the crowd. Hayes rolled out his shoulders as Sullivan slowly turned to look back at him, the black haired man now having a bit of a snarl on his lips. Not bothering with dropping into the lowered stance at this point, he stalked right up to Jethro, who had strolled up to the center of the ring. Hunter immediately shot up with a left uppercut, which caused the big man to stumbled back a step. When he came back, however, he popped an elbow into Hunter's jaw, causing the smaller man to take a few steps backwards, holding his jaw. The look of anger on Hunter's face was full of acid as he suddenly sprung back around, coming in with a BURNING ELBO-no! Jethro lowered his stance as he saw the wind-up, his arm coming up underneath Sullivan's and lifting him from the ground before quickly slamming him to the ground with an uranage. The angle at which Hunter came down had him practically folded over double, though he rolled right through with the momentum from the slam so that he laid in the corner, his arms on the bottom ropes on either side of the corner as his neck laid against the turnbuckle itself.

Taking advantage of the momentarily stunned state of Hunter, Jethro walked in, raising a boot up at the last moment to try and setup for some good old fashioned mudhole stomping, but he only got two stomps in before Scott quickly got involved. Not wanting to get disqualified, Jethro backed off, raising his hands up in surrender to Swindell's ruling, even as Hunter slowly stood up, using the ropes to help him. As soon as Hunter stepped out of the corner, Scott stepped out of the way, and Jethro was unable to get his hands down in time before the Viper snapped a knee up into the bigger man's mid-section to double him over again. Hunter followed it up by placing his hands on Jethro's back to restrain him before starting to lay into him with repeated knee strikes to the chest, keeping at it until Jethro fell to his knees. Giving that sadistic smirk to the ground, Hunter then sprinted for the ropes, leaping up and looking like he was setting up for the S.A.-no! Acting more on instinct than anything else, Jethro fell to his stomach so that Sullivan hit nothing but air, landing flat on his butt just forward of Hayes. Holding his rear end in pain, the momentary stun was plenty of time for Jethro to move into a knelt position behind Sullivan, his arms snaking underneath his opponent's arms to lock in a full nelson.

Hunter's eyes went wide as he realized what was coming, trying to wiggle his way out of the submission hold. However, it wasn't enough as Jethro used his brute strength to pop up into a standing position, only to fall back into the seated position as he drove Sullivan back into the mat, making him Take a Breaker! Sullivan let out an audible sound of pain as the full nelson was finally released, falling away from Jethro to hold his rear again in pain, the two impacts on it obviously already adding up. Not letting his opponent get too far away from him, however, Hayes shoved Sullivan onto his back and hooked a leg, putting his full weight onto Sullivan's back as he attempted for the cover. Only a two count, if barely that, was all he got before Hunter popped his shoulder up, his leg straightening out as he rolled his body fully around so that he was belly down on the ground. Shrugging a bit, obviously having expected the kick out, Jethro stood back up, dragging Sullivan up with him and snapping him down into the head scissors. Just as it looked like he was about to pull him up for the Planter, however, Sullivan stiffened his legs before hooking his hands around Jethro's knees and yanking, causing the big man to fall flat to his back. The massive weight of the big man was his own downfall as he hit the mat, hard, Sullivan sticking to his nickname as he looked like he was about to setup for the Texas Cloverleaf. He only managed to snag the shin before Jethro started to boot at Sullivan, the boot going everywhere from the abdominal area to Sullivan's knee, finally breaking the hold of his shin.

As Hunter stumbled back, holding at his areas that had been kicked as Jethro rolled to his side and climbed up to his feet, his breathing slightly labored from having been taken from his feet. He wasn't able to get very far before Sullivan was back on him, slipping around in front of Hayes and locking in a front face lock and sprawling his legs out, attempting to use his weight to drag him back down. Since the Cloverleaf hadn't been able to get fully locked in, however, the bigger man still had his leg strength to pull himself up to his full feet, following the lift all the way through to drop Sullivan on his back with with a Backbody Drop. Turning on his heel, he snapped his leg out to take his weight out from under himself to drop a leg across Sullivan's neck. This caused the smaller wrestler to start coughing at the pressure applied to his wind pipe, only able to get up to a seated position for a handful of seconds before Jethro was back on him before another cover. Another two count and Sullivan is back on his belly, refusing to go down as he let out a roar of frustration.

Jethro takes Hunter by the hair and brings him to his feet. Sullivan doesn’t take kindly and elbows the larger man in the stomach a few times over. Jethro staggers away and lets Sullivan slip from his grasp. Hunter snaps an enzuguri! Jethro staggers on his feet, dropping to his feet but stays up. It doesn’t last long as Sullivan jumps to the second, nearby rope and nails with the signature Shin kick! Jethro finally drops and Hunter rolls in for the cover! ONE TWO, kickout! Sullivan isn’t pleased, however, the fans seem to be quiet relieved. Hunter gets to his feet and kicks the bottom rope before moving to one of the corners. Jethro slowly starts to get to his feet as Hunter stalks away in the corner, eyeing his opportunity. Jethro gets himself vertical and turns around for a VIPE- PLOW! Jethro hits his short range spear knocking Hunter dead in the stomach. The fans Explode in cheers.

Jethro doesn’t capitalize and rolls away while Hunter holds his stomach in agonizing pain, kicking at the mat. Hayes shakes his head clear and manages to finally crawl into a pin. 2 COUNT! The former champion waited too long to go for the cover and pays for it. Looking to take advantage of the situation Jethro pulls Hunter off the mat and lifts him up in a side back breaker, dropping him once, twice, and a side walk slam for the third. Another pin attempt, 2 count! Hunter shows his resilience as he holds his back in pain. Hayes shakes his head, flustered that he hasn’t proven to Engel through victory that he deserves a match. Pulling Hunter back to his feet he takes aim and attempts to-eye rake! Hunter pulls out a desperate cheat and drops Jethro with a swift roundhouse kick follow up!

Jethro staggers into the ropes and falls to his knees. Hunter looks around and drags himself into the corner. With the ref tending to Jethro’s blindness Sullivan grabs the second rope turnbuckle and removes it, kicking it out of the ring. Sullivan gets to his feet and keeps his back to the exposed steel, hiding it from view. Jethro gains his sight and turns around seeing a wounded Sullivan in the corner. The jethro express chugs into motion and rushes at the Viper, DROP TOE HOLD INTO THE STEEL! Jethro is dazed and confused! And due to Jethro’s mass that now leans on the exposed metal, the ref still cannot see. Hunter runs off the ropes, and returns, VIPER SNAP INTO THE EXPOSED STEEL!!! The Fans jeer on as Hunter quickly pulls the limp body off the ropes and into a pin! ONE TWO THREE!!!

with that Hunter springs to his feet forgetting his wounds and celebrates, arms rised high. He finally beat the man who had towered over his career! Fans look on in awe and shock as their southern hero takes a hard pre-Genesis loss. Hunter rolls from the ring, somewhere in his head the jeers sound like cheers, or maybe the acomplishment is all he needs right now. Jethro holds his head as he looks to his leaving foe. Not to pleased with himself he begins a almost mocking clap.

Frying Pan into the Fire

The show comes back from commercial, focusing on Corey Lazarus stepping between the ropes and into the ring, keeping a safe distance from the quintet of Dustin "Thunderwolf" Kelser, Enika Engel, Natasha Estella, Adam Kelser, and Rain. The strains of Slayer's "In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida" fade away as the camera focuses on Gregory Price, Emma O'Reilly, Malcolm West, and Hiro Takawa entering the ring behind Corey, evening out the numbers.

Jon McDaniel: Fans, during the commercial break, we saw Thunderwolf and the rest of his family come out to the ring, and the gist of everything said is that...

Brian Rentfro: Why not just roll the clip of what happened, Jon?

Jon McDaniel: Alright, well...roll the clip.

The words "MOMENTS AGO" appear on the bottom of the clip, seeing Thunderwolf bring a microphone to his mouth, the fans cheers nearly drowning him out.

Thunderwolf: But, you see, I didn't just come out here to run my mouth in front of each and every single one of you people here tonight, and I didn't come out to steal the show from the boys in the back. What I did come out here to do, and it's something that anybody with even a quarter of a functioning brain has already guessed, is call a certain direct-to-DVD, C-list celebrity who enjoys masquerading as a professional wrestler from time to time out into this ring, because there's a few things I have to get off of my chest that I just absolutely NEED to say to his face. So Corey Lazarus...

The fans pop.

Thunderwolf: ...if you would be so kind...


Corey slides off his trademark pair of silver-rimmed Ray Ban's as he runs a hand over his buzzed head, smirking. He places his Ray Ban's into the breast pocket of the black silk shirt he's wearing, and then produces a microphone from the back pocket of his acid wash jeans, staring a hole directly into his one-time friend and now long-time enemy.

Lazarus: Well, Dustin...I'm here. I was only here tonight to calm Viktor down, to let him know that taking you out and making you cry like the little pussy that I know you really are, deep down inside, would be a bad choice because I want you at a hundred percent come Genesis, so I didn't really plan on showing up here tonight.

Dustin nods, trying to force back a smile.

Lazarus: So tell me, kiddo, what the fuck is on your mind.

Thunderwolf: Corey, as you and I both know, the contract that we signed, written up by Chamelion and the rest of the PWA front office and edited oh-so-amazingly by your little live-in boyfriend over there, the one with a hairgel and Trident addiction...

Price fumes, looking to charge Dustin for his insult, is grabbed quickly by Malcolm and Hiro, forced back against the turnbuckle pads as Laz looks over, shrugging his shoulders.

Thunderwolf: Don't even try it, slick, because I'm really not in the fucking mood to have to wash the monkey jizz off of my hands once I grab your head to slam into the concrete.

Enika and Natasha laugh as Rain looks on, mentally distant, and Adam Kelser stares across the ring at Hiro Takawa, trying to intimidate the serious Japanese equivalent of Corey Lazarus.

Thunderwolf: I looked over that contract and, just as I expected, there's a little clause there on page 3, paragraph 4, stanza 8, that says, and I quote, "neither Corey Robert Lexington, alias 'Corey Lazarus,' nor Dustin Kelser, alias 'Thunderwolf,' may lay a hand on one another from the signing date of this legally binding contract until the evening of February 28, 2010, at the Genesis 10 Pay-Per-View event, or else this contest will be declared null and void, and both men will be held in breach of contract, fined double the amount of their individual salaries for the evening, and will lose any and all prior rights to footage involving their likenesses that is under the ownership of the Pioneer Wrestling Association."

Dustin takes a deep breath, and then raises his eyebrows, chuckling a little bit.

Thunderwolf: Wow. That is a whole lot to memorize.

Lazarus: Wow, Wolf. You've impressed me with your ability to remember a poorly written run-on sentence in a contract. Your point?

Thunderwolf: My point is that, like so many other big matches in this day and age, neither of us are allowed to lay a finger on the other. You can't touch me, and I can't touch you. It makes sense to do this on the office's part, and I can't say that I blame them that they'd especially be willing to enforce it on the both of us, considering we now have the fine members of PWA security coming down to the ring.

Everybody in the ring look up the ramp to see at least a dozen men in shirts reading "PWA SECURITY" marching down the ramp, surrounding the ring.

Thunderwolf: So nice of you all to join us, and so nice of Chamelion to not trust the biggest star in the history of the PWA...and Corey Lazarus.

Corey drops to a knee, forcing out an openly mocking form of hysterical laughter. He slaps his knee a few times, staring right at Dustin. Wolf feigns a bow, and Corey stands up straight, ignoring everything that he just did.

Lazarus: See, Dustin, I had a feeling that you would be trying to waste my time, and yours, by calling me out here just to try to run me down verbally, even with just a few little quips here and there. I also had a feeling that, given that clause in our contract and your choice of company this evening, like a pair of women who can suck a golfball through a garden hose, Grumpy the dwarf, and...hell, kid, I don't even know who the fuck you are...but my point is, Dustin, that I knew you calling me out would in some way, shape, or form be either an attempt to get me angry to attack you, and thus ensure that our match never comes to pass, or you'd have your friends jump me as some sort of attempt at embarassing me by having me bleed a little bit due to your group of miscreants.

Thunderwolf: Good use of the word "miscreants," Core. 5 points to you.

Laz replies with a quick raise of the middle finger, smirking.

Lazarus: Which is why I brought out a few people that not only can watch my back should they need to, but that these people also KNOW. You can bring out all of the middle school muscle you can muster, Dustin, but they don't mean a damn thing unless they've accomplished anything, and the only person with you who has ever done anything of note has been Enika, and that's for letting everybody in the back who she's not related to run a train on her brown-eye.

Enika rushes forward and slaps Corey across the face, prompting Emma to tackle her down.


Jon McDaniel: Welcome to 1996, everybody!

Adam rushes in and pulls Emma off of Enika by the hair, which sees Corey drill him in the face with the microphone before rushing him with rights and lefts. Within moments, everybody is fighting one another. Laz goes to work on Adam as Emma and Enika trade shots in the opposite corner. Rain and Hiro trade strikes, falling out of the ring and into the waiting arms of PWA security, who vehemently work to pull them apart. Wolf strikes at Malcolm, catching the big man brawler off-guard with a flury of Capoeria-influenced kicks and punches, and Natasha looks to pick a fight with Gregory Price who, like he always has, flees the outside, hiding behind security.

Jon McDaniel: Pier 6! It's a pier 6!

Brian Rentfro: Why not a Pier 7, 8, or 9?

Jon McDaniel: QUIET, YOU!

Corey gets rocked with a few surprise rights from Adam Kelser, but then blocks a big right hook, lifting Adam up into the air before sending him over the top rope with a slightly modified Box Office Bomb onto a pair of PWA security, knocking all three men down to the floor. Malcolm rocks Dustin up against the ropes with some rights and then charges, looking to clothesline Thunderwolf over, but Wolf ducks it and sends West up and over to the outside, right into the waiting arms of PWA security.

Jon McDaniel: And it seems as though every time somebody gets sent out of the ring that PWA security is there to take them down!

Brian Rentfro: How very observant.

Corey comes up behind Natasha and pushes her out of the ring, turning around to glare at Dustin. Wolf replies by grabbing Emma O'Reilly by the hair, tossing her out of the ring, leaving only Wolf, Laz, and Enika. Miss Engel turns to Corey, and then to Dustin. Wolf looks at her, and they nod to one another.

Jon McDaniel: And Enika exits the ring of her own accord!

Corey and Dustin continue to glare at each other from across the ring as PWA security escorts each member of their entourage back up the ramp to the back. A trio of guards enter the ring, holding up their hands to try to calm both men down. Wolf and Lazarus march towards each other into the center of the ring, their hands raised and ready to fight, and stop, pushing their forehead against one another's. The crowd goes absolutely crazy, begging both men to attack one another. Wolf's face turns beet red, a vein protruding from his forehead as he shakes with rage, and Laz's face shows a complete lack of emotion, his eyes focused on Wolf's as he clenches his teeth, turning down his eyebrows with a sense of subtle rage.

Jon McDaniel: In 15 days, at the 10th edition of Genesis, we'll finally see a match that has been nearly 10 years in the making!! THUNDERWOLF, COREY LAZARUS, 2 OUT OF 3 FALLS!!!

Cut to commercial as neither man makes a move, security desperately trying to seperate them from one another.

David Blazenwing vs Marxx

Blazenwing and Marxx start out their match at a slower pace, a pace that suits the reigning Intercontinental champion. Marxx has the early advantage wearing down his opponent, getting him in various headlocks and armbars. Blazenwing tries to speed things up with a running lariat, then a couple of clotheslines. Marxx rolls out of the ring to take a breather and Blazenwing comes over the top and hits the champ with a plancha. Blazenwing rolls the champ back in the ring, even though this is a non-title bout, he wants to prove he can win via pinfall.

Marxx has other ideas though and catches Blazenwing with a powerful neck breaker. Blazenwing is starting to recover when Marxx hits the ropes and comes back, knocking Blazenwing down with a clothesline. Marxx goes for a cover and gets a 2 count. Marxx goes to the middle rope and drops an elbow on Blazenwing. He covers and get’s another 2 count. Marxx lifts Blazenwing up and sends him to the corner. Marxx charges in for an avalanche, but Blazenwoing pulls himself out of the way and Marxx collids with the ring post. Dazed, Marxx turns around and is hit with the Full Effect! Blazenwing drags Marxx out of the corner before going for the cover, hooking both legs as the referee get;s down and counts 1…2…3!

Winner: Blazenwing 11:08

Raizzor & Riona Langly vs Matthew Engel & The Phoenix

Main Event

Eric Emerson: Ladies and Gentlemen, our next match is a tag match and is the main event! Introducing first...

### 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... ###

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 ###

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

Jon McDaniel: Riona looks focused tonight, Brian.

Brian Rentfro: That amongst other things.

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

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

Eric Emerson: He stands 6'8" and weighs 285 pounds...

Once the smoke begins to settle, Raizzor appears in the center of the ring, shedding his leather duster and throwing it out of the ring. He hands referee Lance Weston his World Heavyweight Championship, giving Riona a very determined glare.

Eric Emerson: He is the Heavyweight Champion of the World... The Soul-taker... RAIZZOR!!!

Jon McDaniel: No love lost between those two as they meet in 15 days for the World Championship at Genesis!

Brian Rentfro: It's going to be amazing, Jon.

Eric Emerson: And their opponents... introducing first, 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.

Eric Emerson: And his partner, hailing from Orlando, Florida...

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.

Eric Emerson: Standing six feet even and weighing in at 230 pounds...

The Phoenix the comes down from the rafters on a harness and enters the ring.

Eric Emerson: A five time World Champion and a two time Global Champion... THE PHOENIX!!!!

Jon McDaniel: This is just a fan's wet dream right now. Four of arguably the best the PWA has to offer in the ring at the same time.

Brian Rentfro: Teamwork be damned, Jon. Except there to be a lot of uncontrollable fighting here in this one.

Engel and Riona step through the ropes on their sides of the ring, signifying that Raizzor and Phoenix will be starting the match.

Brian Rentfro: Another clash of the five-time World Champions, Jon! Here we go!


Raizzor and Phoenix circle each other in the ring and Raizzor gets right to it with a collar and elbow lock up on Phoenix. Raizzor quickly puts Phoenix in a hammerlock, but Phoenix delivers a stiff elbow to the forehead of Raizzor. Raizzor backs up a few steps and Phoenix kicks Raizzor in the gut. Phoenix bounces off the ropes and catches Raizzor with a big-time swinging neckbreaker. Phoenix doesn't let up as he gives Raizzor a few stomps to the head and chest. Phoenix gets Raizzor up to his feet and gives him a chop across the chest.

Crowd: WHOO!

Phoenix delivers another chop.

Crowd: WHOO!

Phoenix sends Raizzor into the ropes. Raizzor bounces back and Phoenix tries for a clothesline, but Raizzor ducks underneath with incredible flexibility and wraps Robinson up with a rear waistlock. Raizzor takes Robinson down with a german suplex. Phoenix tries to get up to his feet but Raizzor grabs him by the head and throws him into the corner. Raizzor delivers some hard punches to the body and head of Phoenix and then grabs him by the throat. Raizzor uses his strength to choke-lift Robinson up to the top turnbuckle. Phoenix is sitting on the top turnbuckle, as Lance Weston tries to tell Raizzor to break the choke. Raizzor ignores him, but Phoenix fights back with a knee to the side of Raizzor's head. Raizzor stumbles back and Phoenix leaps off from the middle rope with a double axe handle, connecting on Raizzor and sending him to a knee. Phoenix goes into the ropes, bouncing back, but Raizzor catches him by the waist and takes him down with a sidewalk slam!

Jon McDaniel: Ouch! That's gotta hurt!

Brian Rentfro: The ring shook fairly good on that one. Raizzor put all he could into that slam.

Raizzor gets Phoenix up to his feet and walks over to his corner where Riona awaits. Raizzor tags Riona in and then holds Robinson's chest wide open. Riona delivers a stiff kick to Robinson's chest, who falls to his knees. Raizzor climbs to the apron and stands in the corner as Riona gives Phoenix another kick to the chest. Phoenix falls on his back and Riona springboards off the middle rope with a senton splash and connects. Riona goes for a pinfall.



Kick out!

Jon McDaniel: Rob kicks out right after two, and Engel didn't even make a move in his corner.

Brian Rentfro: I think he knew he didn't have to.

Riona gets Phoenix up to his feet and sends Phoenix into the ropes. Phoenix bounces back and Riona tries for a roundhouse kick, but Phoenix ducks underneath! Phoenix hits the other ropes and takes Riona down with a thunderous clothesline! Riona pops back up, but Phoenix takes her down again. Riona gets right back up and rushes at Phoenix, but Phoenix reverses with an arm drag. Riona gets back up to her feet and charges at Robinson, not giving up. Robinson gives her a kick to the gut and then tries to go for the Flame!

Jon McDaniel: The Flame!

Brian Rentfro: No! Riona charges forward and shoves Robinson into his own turnbuckle!

Riona backs out of the corner and Robinson tries for a right hand, but Riona connects with a kick to Robinson's left leg first. Engel watches on with angry eyes. Riona keeps giving Robinson some hard kicks to the thigh. Riona tries to take Phoenix down with a suplex but Phoenix reverses by lifting Riona up and dropping her stomach first on the ropes!

Jon McDaniel: And Riona gets hung up to dry on those ropes, and Robinson finishes her off with an european uppercut that sends her off the apron and to the floor!

Brian Rentfro: And Engel tags himself in!

Jon McDaniel: Rob didn't like that one bit.

Engel jumps off the apron and walks over to where Riona is getting up. Riona turns to see Engel coming toward her. Riona charges and tries for a right hand, but Engel blocks it, wrapping up Riona's right arm with his left, and then gives Riona repeated knees to the gut. He takes Riona and slams her face-first into the barricade. Riona bounces off and Engel takes her down with a backbreaker!

Jon McDaniel: Now Raizzor has decided to get himself involved.

Brian Rentfro: I think he's just looking out for his partner.

Jon McDaniel: I doubt that Brian!

Raizzor walks around the corner to where Engel and Riona are. Engel has got Riona by the head, but releases her at the sight of Raizzor. Engel grins, taunting Raizzor to come after him. Raizzor charges and tries for a clothesline, but Engel ducks underneath. Both men turn around quick and nail each other at the same time with right hands!

Brian Rentfro: Double whammy!

Both men stumble back a bit, but Phoenix gets involved with a dropkick from the top rope on Raizzor! Riona charges over at Engel and gives him a spear up against the ringpost! Engel's head makes a loud crack against the ringpost! Riona delivers rights and lefts, punishing Engel right by the steel steps. Riona grabs Engel by the arm attempting to whip him toward Raizzor and Phoenix who are battling it out by the other ringpost, but instead quickly reverses it and whips Engel back-first into the steel steps!

Jon McDaniel: Wow! Engel hit those steps hard Brian!

Riona slips back into the ring... and Lance Weston finally decides to start the count.

Weston: 1!

Phoenix has Raizzor on the ground and gives Raizzor an elbow drop to the chest off the steel steps. Phoenix picks Raizzor up and tries to slide him into the ring, but Raizzor blocks it and elbows Phoenix in the head. Raizzor gives Phoenix a big boot to the face which knocks him down into the barricade!

Weston: 2!

Engel finally gets up to his feet and gets into the ring, where Riona is waiting for him. Riona attacks with a soccer kick to Engel's ribs. Riona picks Engel up to his feet and delivers a slingshot tornado DDT.

Brian Rentfro: Whiplash Jon! You know what's next!

Riona wastes no time and springboards off the middle rope with a 180 corkscrew moonsault, staying on top of Engel for the pin.



Kick out!

Jon McDaniel: And Engel just barely kicks out after Riona's Angelic Euphoria!

Brian Rentfro: Raizzor is finally back in his corner, and eagerly wanting to be tagged in.

Raizzor puts his hand out, but Riona ignores him as she continues to work on Engel. Phoenix has made it back to his corner as well, and everything seems to be normal for the time being. Riona locks Engel in the Painkiller Overdose!

Jon McDaniel: That's Riona's signature submission move, and there are few people who have escaped it, Brian.

Brian Rentfro: Engel looks like he's in a lot of pain, Jon.

But the move doesn't last long as Phoenix slips through the ropes and drops an elbow right on top of Riona's forehead. Raizzor is in the ring now and grabs Robinson by the throat again, but Robinson gives Raizzor a kick to the knee and then plants Raizzor head-first into the mat with a DDT. Phoenix gets up to his feet and Riona is reaching hers. Phoenix gives Riona a brainbuster suplex!

Jon McDaniel: And Rob Robinson is clearing house!

Brian Rentfro: Except Engel is back to his feet, and both of them are toe to toe.

Phoenix and Engel are face to face, both men sharing words that I assure you are not friendly in the least. Engel gives Phoenix a shove, and Phoenix shoves back. Now Engel and Phoenix are going toe to toe! Phoenix with a left, Engel with a right, neither man will back down!

Jon McDaniel: I guess that was bound to happen!

Phoenix nails Engel in the gut and then tries to whip Engel into the corner, but Engel reverses and sends Robinson into the corner! Raizzor is up to his feet and Engel turns around, only to be met with a boot to the head! Engel goes down and Raizzor runs towards Robinson, smashing him in the corner with a clothesline! Robinson stumbles out of the corner and Raizzor delivers a tombstone shoulder-breaker!

Brian Rentfro: Raizzor takes out Phoenix with the tombstone shoulder-breaker!

Jon McDaniel: Unfortunately Rob isn't the legal man! Engel is!

Riona is back up to her feet...

Brian Rentfro: Reality Check to Raizzor! And he falls!

Jon McDaniel: What the hell was that for?!

Brian Rentfro: Why do you think Jon? This was never a tag match, it might have well just been a fatal fourway!

Riona finds Engel getting up to his feet. Riona walks over to him but Engel lashes out with a right hand that catches Riona on the jaw. Riona stumbles back a bit, and Engel nails her with a left, then a right. Engel kicks Riona low, putting her head between his thighs. Her hooks both of her arms, lifting her up and onto his shoulders only to drive her back down to the mat!

Jon McDaniel: Double underhook powerbomb from Engel! What strength from the Virus!

Brian Rentfro: Well, Riona doesn't weigh THAT much Jon.

Jon McDaniel: It's still a tough move to do.

Engel covers Riona.



Broken up by Raizzor! Raizzor drags Engel off of Riona, but Engel fights back with a kick to Raizzor's stomach. Engel tries to get to his feet but Raizzor drives his knee into Engel's head, knocking him on his back. Raizzor goes into the ropes and comes back with a leg drop over Engel's throat. Raizzor gets up to his feet and notices The Phoenix getting up in a nearby corner. Raizzor charges at Phoenix and tries to crush him in the corner again but Phoenix moves out of the way just in time. Raizzor crashes into the turnbuckles. Riona is up to her feet again and nails Robinson with a right hand. Robinson fights back with a punch of his own and then clotheslines Riona over the top rope! But the momentum sends Robinson over the top and to the floor as well!

Brian Rentfro: Both Riona and Phoenix go over and out!

Jon McDaniel: Riona hit her head pretty good on impact.

Raizzor and Engel are left in the ring. Raizzor gives Engel a right hook, but Engel fights back with his own right hook. Both men go back and forth, but Engel gets the advantage with a toe stomp and an uppercut! Raizzor is reeling back and Engel tries for a corner splash, but Raizzor moves out of the way. Engel hits the top turnbuckle with his head and stumbles back, turning around to Raizzor who tries to put Engel in the tombstone shoulder-breaker, but Engel slips out of it and lands behind Raizzor!

Jon McDaniel: And Engel nails Raizzor with the Engelosity!

Brian Rentfro: A brutal knee smash perfected by the Virus himself, Jon.

Raizzor is knocked down to the mat from the impact and Engel climbs the turnbuckle. Meanwhile Riona and Phoenix are battling on the outside and Riona sees Engel going to the top rope. Riona dodges an attack from Robinson and gives Robinson a kick to the ribs. Robinson falls to a knee and Riona hops onto the turnbuckle as Engel has his back to the ring, going for the Euthanasia. Riona runs over and shoves Engel off the top turnbuckle! Engel crashes to the floor on the other side of the ring. Raizzor gets to a knee and Riona enters the ring.

Brian Rentfro: And now it's just the World Champion and his challenger.

Jon McDaniel: Do you think they will turn on each other like Engel and Rob did?

Brian Rentfro: Riona already has when she kicked Raizzor in the jaw!

Raizzor turns around and faces Riona, towering over her. Riona is quick to being exchanging words, signifying that she wants the title and nothing else. Raizzor stands confident and collected, but in a quick flash he levels Riona with a right hand!

Jon McDaniel: I guess that was payback?

Brian Rentfro: Bitch slapped!

Both Engel and Phoenix enter the ring at the same time, Engel going after Raizzor and Phoenix after Riona. Engel manages to shove Raizzor into a corner and brutalize him with lefts and rights, while Phoenix tries to take Riona down a suplex. Riona slips out of it and lands behind Robinson, delivering the Detonator!

Brian Rentfro: And Riona just detonated the Phoenix!

Jon McDaniel: Oh God.

Engel turns around to see the mess Riona is making and begins to walk toward Riona, but gets pulled back by Raizzor and slammed into the corner. Raizzor with lefts and rights cuts Engel down and Engel falls to a seated position in the corner. Raizzor uses the rope for leverage and gives Engel repeated kicks to the chest and head.

Brian Rentfro: Finally, the ref has contol, getting the right people out of the ring.

Jon McDaniel: Are you sure? Anyway, it seems it’s now Raizzor and Phoenix!

Phoenix grabs Raizzor and whips him towards the turnbuckle. Raizzor, however, reverses it and Phoenix sails into the corner, where the referee happens to be.


Jon McDaniel: And there goes the referee!

Knocked out, the ref can no longer decide the outcome, and Raizzor turns a dazed Phoenix around and lifts him up and over, before planting him with the Tombstone Shoulder Breaker. Not yet noticing the condition of the ref, Raizzor covers and the crowd roars..




Brian Rentfro: No ref, but had there been one, this match would have been over.

Standing, Raizzor turns and lifts the referee up, trying to slap some sense into him. As the ref staggers, Raizzor tags in Riona, surprising her. He motions for her to finish things and she actually looks shocked to be given the option. As she steps in, she notices Engel dragging Phoenix to his corner and as the ref turns, he tags Phoenix, steps in and charges Riona. Riona ducks, goes for a round house kick. Engel ducks and Riona hits the referee, knocking him out AGAIN. Riona finishes her turn only to be caught by Engel who connects with the Sons of Plunder and covers. The crowd again chants.




Jon McDaniel: Their determination to win is blinding them to the fact the ref is out. But in both circumstances a victory could have been reached by either Raizzor or Engel.

Engel jumps up, enraged and goes to kick the referee for his incompetence but he gets spun around by Raizzor and the two go at it. Phoenix runs in, but Riona staggers to her knees and drives for a spear, connecting to Phoenix’s gut.

Brian Rentfro: It’s chaos!!!

Jon McDaniel: Actually, it’s Rampage.

The four ignore the arrival of a second referee who promptly calls for the bell, disqualifying both teams. It doesn’t matter, the brawling continues. Engel backs up, so does Phoenix and they hit back to back. They turn, notice each other and WHAM; they forget Riona and Raizzor, falling out of the ring as now their partnership has ended, their hatred for each other has re-fueled.

Brian Rentfro: Predictable.

In the ring, Raizzor and Riona turn and face each other. Riona marches up to Raizzor, no fear in her eyes, and she flat out tells him she will take his title at Genesis. Raizzor, however, barely moves, no longer enraged from the earlier encounter he holds his ground but does not strike. Riona glares and shakes, begging Raizzor to make a move. However, the Soul-Taker takes two steps back, and drops out of the ring. He shakes his head, and walks up the ramp, and Riona is left in the ring, alone… angry, determined and non to happy.

Jon McDaniel: Raizzor won’t take this to the level that Phoenix and Engel have.

Brian Rentfro: Riona wont accept that Raizzor respects her, she wants to take this down to the level she knows.

Jon McDaniel: And Raizzor won’t fall for it. Come Genesis, we’re going to see one of the most anticipated world title matches in current PWA History… and it’s only two weeks away!

Brian Rentfro: I can’t wait!

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