Champions
World Heavyweight Title: The Phoenix
Intercontinental Title: Johnny Maverick
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05-16-2010


Old Friends Die Hard


Security guards make a scramble towards the entrance of the arena now as the brand new BMW X6 shines its way to a stop. "Salute U" by G-Unit blasts from the vehicles sound systems as Simon Kalis steps out, bobbing his head to the music.

Simon Kalis: General, I salute you! I'll put a hole in any ***** tryna shoot you! It ain't nothin' cause loyalty is what I'm used to! And what I don't do, I'll have one of my troops do!

He smirks as several security guards approach him cautiously.

Simon Kalis: ***** we kill you!

He throws his hands in the air as security rushes him. They begin patting him down in search of any weapons but can't seem to find any.

Security Guard: You aren't welcome here, sir.

Simon Kalis: I work here.

Security Guard: Yes, but you're currently under suspension and our orders are to ensure you do not enter this arena tonight.

Simon Kalis: I have business here tonight, gentlemen.

Security Guard: And what business is that? To attack others who are currently employed by the PWA?

Simon Kalis: Am I not currently employed by the PWA?

The guard goes to answer but Kalis shushes him.

Simon Kalis: Radio ahead, please. I have a meeting schedueled with Mr. BoXeR to discuss my future with this company and the length of my suspension. Go on, radio ahead and find out.

The guard looks over Kalis, trying to see if he's bluffing.

Simon Kalis: You don't believe me? I'm in my suit, I have not even a single gun on me. Please. I'm here to state my case and leave.

Security Guard: Okay... Okay, let him through.

Kalis smiles as he pats that guard on the shoulder and makes his way into the arena. As he gets in, he heads over to the public restroom with the camera right behind him. He enters a toilet stall and removes the cover and reaches into the toilet to pull out a 9mm handgun. He wipes it off with toilet paper and places the top back onto the toilet and tucks the gun into his belt.

Simon Kalis: Man I can't believe that worked.

The door to the bathroom opens and Kalis ducks, pulling out the weapon and aiming towards the stall door. The camera crew is cramped in there with him and we can hear them whispering prayers to not get shot tonight as Kalis slowly opens the stall door. It's then we see Pete Ebdon has finished doing his business at the urinal and goes to wash his hands.

Simon Kalis: Friend.

Kalis lowers the weapon and Ebdon turns around, grinning as he finishes drying his hands.

Pete Ebdon: Simon.

Simon Kalis: Pete.

They go to shake hands now.

Jon McDaniel: Oh boy.... You do know who Ebdon is, don't you Brian?

Brian Rentfro: British?

Jon McDaniel: He is one of the three founding fathers of The Order of Chaos. When Kalis and him teamed up they were never defeated. Never, Brian.

Brian Rentfro: Never?

Jon McDaniel: Never. Technically they're still the IWF Tag Team Champions together.

Simon Kalis: Long time no see, old friend.

Pete Ebdon: Indeed, it's been way to long Simon.

Simon Kalis: Yeah... Except it hasn't been, has it?

Pete Ebdon: What?

Simon Kalis: You visited me everyday in rehab, Pete. You've been retired since 2008 and no matter how much I asked you, you turned down my offer to join me here in the PWA. So why would you do it behind my back?

Pete Ebdon: Well uhm...

Simon Kalis: Besides. You're one of the few people with the honor to call me by my first name.

Pete Ebdon: Uhh..

Kalis moves forward and sniffs Ebdon which catches him off guard.

Simon Kalis: Of course the truth is, you're not Pete Ebdon are you?

Pete Ebdon: What're you talking about Simon?! I'm right here, are you okay?

Simon Kalis: No, you see Ebdon smells like I do. We smell like Champions.

Pete Ebdon: ...What'd I smell like?

Simon Kalis: A piece of shit.

Kalis headbutts the fake Ebdon who stumbles back. Kalis then pulls out his 9mm and pistol whips the individual across the face, disfiguring the heavy makeup he is wearing. Kalis irish whips the individual into the urinals and then rushes over and breaks his face over it. The urinal cracks and shatters with the force of the imposters face over it. The fake Ebdon lays on the bathroom floor covered in his own blood and half knocked out.

Simon Kalis: The real Pete Ebdon wouldn't get his ass handed to him like this.

Kalis kneels down and spits on the imposter.

Simon Kalis: Trust me. I know.

Kalis gets up and heads over to the sink, washing his hands and adjusting his tie to straighten it out.

Fake Ebdon: You can't do this!

Simon Kalis: The PWA has no use for imposters. Consider this your resignation.

Fake Ebdon: You can't do that either!

Simon Kalis: I just did.

Kalis walks out of the bathroom now as we fade back to ringside...

Probation Roster

Battle Royal - TV Title Contendership


Battle Royal to determine the Number One Contender for the TV Title

Jamie Brody vs. Xan Vaxman vs. Jeff Savage vs. Kyle Stevenson vs. Mike Spectacular vs. Hype vs. La Reina de las Mariposas


DING DING DING

All of the competitors, including surprise announcements of La Reina de las Mariposas and Hype, started out in the ring as the bell sounded. It quickly turned into mayhem as Hype went right for Savage and pounded on him in the corner while La Reina and Stevenson battled it out chop for chop. Mike Spectacular and Xan Vaxman doubled-teamed Jamie Brody and tried to eliminate him right off the get-go, but La Reina managed to get away from Stevenson and double clothesline Spectacular and Xan to the mat. La Reina would take it upon herself to eliminate Jamie Brody right off the bat. Xan Vaxman would get up in La Reina's masked face, but La Reina would give him a dropkick to the chest. Spectacular would run after La Reina but she would side-step him and let Spectacular fly over the top rope and land on the floor. So with Spectacular and Brody eliminated, it was down to five individuals. Hype and Savage were still battling it out, and Savage would get the advantage and plant Hype on the mat with a full-nelson slam. Stevenson managed to catch a kick from Xan Vaxman, but Xan would go for the enziguri. With Xan barely missing, Stevenson would be able to catapault Xan out of the ring, over the top rope, and onto the floor below. La Reina would try to go punch for punch with Stevenson, but she would leave the ring, shaking her head in disgust as she trailed up the rampway. Her exit cost her her chance to win the battle royal as most of the crowd was confused on her actions since she was doing so well. She disappeared backstage and we were left with three competitors: Hype, Stevenson, and Jeff Savage. Stevenson and Hype would go right at it, going blow for blow, but Stevenson would get the advantage and drive his knee into Hype's stomach. Hype would double over and Stevenson would try to lift him and throw him over the top rope. Hype was on the top rope, clinging on for dear life, but Jeff Savage would make his final play and knock both Hype and Stevenson over the top rope with his impressive power and the bell would ring as Savage would be standing alone and victorious.

Winner: Jeff Savage in 10:13

Joshua Danielson (C) vs Deacon Frost

PWA TV Title Match


Eric Emerson: Ladies and Gentlemen... standing at 7 foot even and weighing in at 350 pounds...he is The Xtreme Legend...."The Apex Predator" DEACON FROST!!!!


The fans quiet down in the arena as the lights go purple. Smoke slowly rises from the entrance. A rain like mist floats through the arena as the opening guitar riff of Johnny Cash’s “God's Gonna Cut You Down” blares through the speakers.


“You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down”


“Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down”


Pyros explodes and out walks Deacon Frost. He is wearing a black leather duster. He has on black baggy jeans and black boots. Frost’s fist and forearms are covered in white tape. Frost stands in the middle of the pyros going off around him. He slowly makes his way down to the ring. Frost steps up onto the ring apron and over the top rope.


“Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news
My head's been wet with the midnight dew
I've been down on bended knee talkin' to the man from Galilee
He spoke to me in the voice so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet
He called my name and my heart stood still
When he said, "John go do My will!"”


The fans go wild as the big man paces around the ring. Frost settles into the corner and waits for the match to get started as the music dies down.

The pounding drums to 'Trust' by Megadeth hits the speakers, and the crowd is on their feet! Joshua Danielson pushed through the curtains and stopped at the top of the entrance ramp, throwing his arms out in an open handed crucifix.

Joshua then went down the ramp, slapping the hands of the fans at ringside before sliding into the ring and jumping up to the second turnbuckle. He did the open handed crucifix pose again, before hopping down and waiting for the match to begin.

Ding Ding

Joshua wastes no time in throwing a series of hard kicks to Deacon's legs trying to weaken his vertical base as much and as quickly as possible. Deacon throws a boot out right into Joshua's face sending him backwards into the ropes.

Brian Rentfro: What a big boot.

Jon McDaniel: Joshua is going to have to use his speed to beat the size and strength of Deacon Frost here.

Joshua bounces back up, but Deacon is there slamming a knee into his chest knocking the breath right out of Joshua. Deacon lifts him up, gorilla press slam onto the canvas, Joshua's spine bows from the force of the impact. Joshua tries to get up, but Deacon is there slamming another big boot, but this one right into his face. Joshua started off fast, but Deacon has slowed the match down tremendously. Deacon lifts Joshua up, but Danielson twists, pulling Deacon down from behind with an inverted DDT. Joshua bounces up.

Brian Rentfro: What a dirty trick.

Jon McDaniel: What a counter, out of desperation, but either way it is effective.

Joshua springs off the ropes as Deacon sits up, dropkick right to the face. Joshua bounces up again, senton from the top, slamming into Deacon before using the momentum to roll back up to his own vertical base. Deacon lays there motionless though and Josh climbs back to the top, pointing out to the crowd, his back to Deacon. Frost has gotten up, hatred and fire burning in his eyes. Behind Joshua, and he has Danielson up on his shoulders. Deacon shoves him up, dropping down and Joshua's midsection is forced across his knee, the Television champ winded. The crowd gasps as a woman wearing a blue cat suit and a butterfly mask walks from the back, all seductive and swaying as her legs bring her down closer to ringside.

Jon McDaniel: What is La Reina de los Mariposas doing here?

Brian Rentfro: I don't know, but I sure am glad she's coming down slowly.

Deacon turns to find her walking down the ramp, his hatred intensifies ten fold. Joshua struggles up to his knees, just behind Deacon. Joshua rolls him up, Deacon's head slams into the canvas and Scott Swindell is there to make the count.

One!

Two!

Deacon rolls his shoulder up more out of anger than anything else. He is up to his feet, throwing a kick towards Danielson who catches the flying foot, using the chance to kick sideways at Deacon's planted leg. Deacon folds down to the kicked knee, Joshua runs up the corner flipping over Deacon and holding onto the leg as long as possible, torquing it seemingly a lot farther than the knee joint is meant to bend. Deacon grunts in pain, but his closed eyes open on Mariposas' face, right next to the ring. He gives out another grunt, but this one out of hatred for the masked female wrestler. Joshua is back up, kick to the side of Deacon's head and Mariposas seems to be rubbing herself seductively.

Brian Rentfro: That is exactly what I am talking about.

Jon McDaniel: Can you possibly be a bit professional here?

Brian Rentfro: No, sure can't and I'm not even going to try.

Deacon's head is slammed into the canvas, but he shoves up, remembering the match. Joshua flies off the top with a corkscrew crossbody, but Deacon catches him. Deacon slams him chest first onto the turnbuckle. Deacon with a running charge, slams a knee into Joshua's spine. Deacon with a second, a third, and a fourth. Deacon Frost is using his anger at Mariposas and his desire to be Television Champion to fuel his drive here against Joshua Danielson. Deacon pulls Joshua up from the corner, running powerslam into the center of the ring. Deacon bounces off the ropes, leg drop across Joshua's throat and he hooks a leg.

One!

Two!

Thr

Joshua able to get a shoulder up.

Jon McDaniel: Close call there, but the resilient Danielson not about to go down that easy.

Brian Rentfro: I'm ready for him to get back on offense, she touches herself every time he hits Deacon Frost.

Jon McDaniel: Professionalism Brian... focus!

Brian Rentfro: Oh, I'm focused alright.

Deacon with an Irish whip sends the resilient Danielson into the corner hard. Deacon follows in with a corner lariat, but pulls Danielson out of the corner and looks at Mariposas as he slams the upper part of Joshua's back down hard on the turnbuckle with a powerbomb. Deacon slams into Danielson with a series of running knees before delivering a Muay Thai elbow and leg kick combo that has Danielson severely hurting in the corner and his chances of retaining the Television title draining away fast. Deacon pulls Joshua up from his seated position in the corner, wrapping his hand around the much smaller man's throat.

Jon McDaniel: Deacon Frost going for a chokeslam here.

Deacon lifts Joshua up, double handed chokelift before he turns it into a chokeslam. Joshua kicks him right in the face.

Brian Rentfro: Yes! Did you see what she did?

Joshua with another kick, Deacon's hold loosens. Joshua plants both feet into Deacon's face shoving him back with the force of the kick. Deacon bounces off the ropes, Joshua manages to spring off the top rope. Spinning heel kick right to Deacon's temple has him leaning in the corner. Mariposas is going wild with excitement and is well, things better not described.

Brian Rentfro: How quickly can I get a copy of this match?

Jon McDaniel: Focus on the match at hand Brian.

Joshua off the ropes again, springing with a side kick into Deacon's ribs and Danielson is mounting some offense. Joshua is breathing heavily, but determined to give it an effort as many feel he is the underdog due to the height and weight he gives up to Deacon Frost. Joshua with a dropkick to Deacon's right knee, then a dropkick to Deacon's left knee. Joshua is on fire now, with a series of rib kicks, thigh kicks, knee strikes, and a vicious series of hard elbows that has Deacon fighting to just protect himself in the corner.

Brian Rentfro: Nice offense by Danielson here.

Jon McDaniel: I think its a bit too late to make any pretense that you actually care.

Brian Rentfro: Ok, I'll stop then.

Joshua hits the ropes, having to t hink on his feet because there is no way he can hit his finisher on an opponent the size of Deacon Frost here. Deacon comes charging out of the corner. Deacon lifts Joshua up for the Black Hole Slam he calls Frost Bite! Joshua counters! Joshua comes down slamming his knees right into Deacon's face and Frost is out. Mariposas is doing something else that doesn't need description. Joshua lands on Deacon's chest.

One!

Two!

Three!

Ding Ding Ding

Eric Emerson: Winner of the match and STIIIIIIIIIIIIILL PWA Television Champion.... Joshua Danielson!

Joshua rolls out of the ring, giving a wide birth to Mariposas who rolls into the ring with a steel chair in hand. Deacon is up, he glares at the woman. Mariposas swings quickly, Deacon unable to block, and connects with a solid shot right to Deacon's throat. A small trickle of blood dribbles from the corner of his mouth as he struggles to breath.

Mariposas: "Whaddaya got to say NOW Freak! Oh? Butterfly's got your tongue? Huh?"

Deacon just stares as Mariposas rolls out of the ring, waving to Frost in the ring.

Brian Rentfro: I wonder the effect that chair shot had on her.

Jon McDaniel: Oh, my, God.

New Friends Live Strong


Knock. Knock. Knock.

Joe BoXeR: Come in.

Simon Kalis enters the offices of Joe BoXeR, somber in his approach as he extends his hand and BoXeR and he shake.

Simon Kalis: Pleasure to see you again, sir.

Joe BoXeR: Yes, I'm sure it is Simon. Have a seat.

Kalis sits down accordingly and clears his throat as BoXeR takes a seat as well.

Simon Kalis: You know why I'm here.

Joe BoXeR: I know. You exposed the fake Pete Ebdon on live television for one.

Simon Kalis: Pete's a good friend of mine, and one of the founding fathers of The Order of Chaos. I called ahead to warn you gentlemen.

Joe BoXeR: We appreciate it.

Simon Kalis: So now what?

Joe BoXeR: Now you leave.

Simon Kalis: You are not reinstating me?

Joe BoXeR: Afraid not.

Simon Kalis: You realize my friends are under constant attack, unfairly might I add since you suspended me.

Joe BoXeR: I did not do it, you did by your own actions Simon. It wasn't my decision alone.

Simon Kalis: The Order needs me, Joe. The PWA needs me. You are in effect aiding your brother in the furthered destruction of this fine company if you keep me away.

Joe BoXeR: You leave us no choice, you can see that can't you?

Simon Kalis: There is a war about to erupt in the PWA once again, BoXeR. Have I not done enough for you? For the PWA? You won't give me the benefit of the doubt?

Joe BoXeR: Listen...

Simon Kalis: No, you listen. There are some serious problems with the way and with the path this company is heading down. If you do not allow me to be reinstated then-

Joe BoXeR: Then what?! What'll you do, Simon?

Kalis looks around the room for a moment, and points to a few ratings plaques from the PWA's Wednesday Night Chaos.

Simon Kalis: How quick are you to forget that show was everything with me, and failed without me.

Joe BoXeR: That's not necessarily true. You may have been a key component, but you weren't everything.

Simon Kalis: Masakaz is going to destroy the PWA, and without me to stop him he will succeed. Matthew Engel, your brother- is helping him to this end and perhaps even he doesn't realize the severity of the situation.

Joe BoXeR: Masakaz will never accomplish that goal.

Simon Kalis: You don't know the Kalis bloodline then, do you? We are warriors, sir. We are soldiers and above all else we are conquerers. There was a time I was in his shoes and no one believed me.

Joe BoXeR: Your suspension remains Simon. You are going to have to leave this arena immediately.

Simon Kalis: We are in the AOWF umbrella now, are we not? How would you feel if I switched sides to the Rebel Pro and waged my war on you instead?

BoXeR smirks.

Joe BoXeR: Bad poker face, Simon. You and I both know you wouldn't do that.

Kalis sighs and stands up.

Joe BoXeR: Leave.

Kalis reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out an envelope.

Simon Kalis: You'll need me. You'll beg for my return before everything is over, Joe. And when you look up? Begging with pleading eyes? I will spit on your fucking face.

Kalis throws the envelope to BoXeR.

Simon Kalis: All Hail The Order of Chaos.

Kalis stomps his right foot and salutes Joe BoXeR as he turns around and leaves the office. He stands at the door, his back to BoXeR. BoXeR opens the envelope and begins reading.

Joe BoXeR: Dear PWA... Consider this my...

BoXeR looks up at Kalis who remains standing at the door.

Joe BoXeR: Is this how it is?

Simon Kalis: Does my suspension remain?

Joe BoXeR: Yes.

Simon Kalis: Keep reading the letter.

BoXeR continues and his eyebrows raise as Kalis turns around.

Simon Kalis: I trust you Joe. More so than the Board of Directors, more so than Mark Sommers. I pledged my allegiance to you under the Chaos banner and my allegiance remains penned to you. I trust you will keep what you've learned to yourself, and hopefully see fit to lift my suspension when the time is right.

Joe BoXeR: Simon I...

Simon Kalis: Call me Aaron.

Kalis leaves the office now as BoXeR nods, taking out a zippo lighter and setting the letter on fire.

Lucious Starr & Blake Witcroft vs Jacob Collins & Cody Bogard

Tag Match


This match up was a tag team affair with Lucious Starr starting off against Jacob Collins for the opposite team. Starr was able to ground Collins to an extent with some arm drags, and an arm lock; however Collins learned something from his uncles and knew his ring presence very well as he broke up the submission with a foot in the ropes. Starr went to tag his partner in, but Jacob shoved him back preventing the tag allowing Collins to get a bit of offense in against Starr. Lucious tried to fight back but Collins used his strength and experience to duck just out of reach from the blows. Collins hit several kicks to Starr's body, but none of them put hiim down until a toe kick caught Starr in the back of the head and he went down hard. Jacob went for the pin but Blake was there to stop the count at two. However, Cody came into the match and these two men began exchanging blows until the referee was able to seperate them.

Jacob tagged in Cody who was quickly in the match, this time in the legal sense and went to work on Starr's head with a brain kick that once again sent Starr down to the canvas. Cody lifted Starr back up to his feet, but the Irish whip was reversed and Starr sent him down with a desperation spinebuster. Lucious began to crawl towards his partner and made the tag just as Cody was fixing to prevent it. Blake came in with a boot right to Cody's face sitting him back on his ass and hard. Cody struggled back to his feet, but was unable to get up under the influence of Whitcroft's onslaught. Blake lifted the man up, bringing him down with a vertical suplex. He worked Cody over in his own corner with shoulderblocks, chops, elbows, and other such strikes. Cody tried to fight out of the corner, but Blake shoved him back in where he tagged in Lucious.

Starr came in but Cody was able to duck by him and tag in Jacob Collins who worked over Lucious for a bit with a series of kicks, punches, and hit and run tactics. However the momentum shifted with Starr's catching of Jacob's kick to the head attempt. Lucious made a picture perfect Dragon Screw legwhip and sent Jacob down with a clothesline. Starr mounted about five minutes of solid offense with German suplexes, half nelson suplexes, a Lou Thesz press, and a very basic but effective elbow drop.

Jacob was able to counter Starr's attempt for Hell's Wrath with a crucifix pin.

Winners: Jacob Collins & Cody Bogard 17:55

What's With the Hype?


We can see Hype skipping and hopping down the hallway smiling and high fiving the staff as he goes down the hall. As he makes a quick turn he bumps right into Matthew Engel and both men stumble back.

Matthew Engel: What the hell are you?!

Hype: Hype, good sire!

Hype bows.

Hype: I've heard of you. You're the STD everyone talks about right?

Matthew Engel: Excuse me?

Engel goes to throw a punch but Masakaz jumps in and stops him. Masakaz's face goes pale as he looks at Hype.

Masakaz The Great: No, master. Trust me. I know this one.

Hype backs up and turns his head oddly.

Hype: Do you now?

Masakaz The Great: He is.... An interesting individual, to say the least.

Hype: I would be, wouldn't I little Spider?

Masakaz The Great: That's right Hype.

Engel looks to Masakaz with interest as Hype moves past them.

Masakaz The Great: You act like a fool, Ricky. But you and I both know who sent you here.

Hype: Believe the Hype, little Spider. Believe it.

Matthew Engel turns to Masakaz now.

Matthew Engel: Who is that freak?

Masakaz The Great: That freak, Master? Well. When I was training with my father long ago, I was taught the importance of the Trinity.

Matthew Engel: The holy trinity?

Masakaz The Great: Sort of....

Matthew Engel: And?

Masakaz The Great: My father had three pupils in that time. Maya, my sister. Myself... And one Ricky Wickenhouser.

Matthew Engel: Do you mean to tell me...?

Masakaz The Great: Hype is a trojan horse, Master. Do not question his mental stability. His act is to fool all his opponents. He is most definitely sent by my father, but to what end I do not know. The thing is...

Masakaz shakes his head.

Matthew Engel: When you looked at him you looked as if you were seeing a ghost.

Masakaz The Great: That's the thing... Ricky Wickenhouser died four years ago. Or so I thought he did...

Matthew Engel: So how do you know it's even him?

Masakaz The Great: He called me little Spider. Not even my father knew he called me that. It has to be him.

Masakaz turns to Engel with determination in his eyes.

Masakaz The Great: I'll keep my eye on him, Master Engel.

Engel smiles and nods.

Matthew Engel: You do that.

Matt Stone vs Bruce Cable

Singles Match


Matt Stone and Bruce Cable met in a fast-paced, high octane matchup, that saw both men attempt several high impact moves against the other. The end came when Bruce Cable, in an ill advised move, attempted a clothesline off the top rope, only to have Matt Stone catch him in midair with a Combo Breaker, and scoring the 1-2-3.

Winner: Matt Stone

Out of Control!


Masakaz The Great stretches inside of his locker room, precise with each movement as he practices Tai Chi to relax his body and mind before the match. There's a knock at the door but before Masakaz can reply in walks Simon Kalis.

Masakaz The Great: Father.

Simon Kalis: Son.

Kalis closes the door behind him as the camera crew sort of backs up.

Masakaz The Great: Ricky Wickenhouser? Really? What is he to be, your soldier in the battlefield as you cower from the sidelines?

Simon Kalis: Well you know, I am only mortal. And dead men fear nothing.

Masakaz The Great: So you lied to me.

Simon Kalis: Of course I did, you insolent little child.

Kalis removes his suit jacket and pulls up the sleeves to his dress shirt. Masakaz removes his shirt and both men begin to circle each other inside the locker room.

Simon Kalis: The Scriptures reveal all, and your betrayl was written long ago my son.

Masakaz The Great: So if you knew before even I did, why didn't you do everything to stop it? We are greater as a unit than seperately, wouldn't you say so? Instead you align yourself with Shadow Starr and Danielson? Please.

Simon Kalis: I never knew when it would happen, and I always wondered why the scriptures continued to mention a "corrupting virus" that would enslave you. Now I understand, and I see that Virus is Matthew Engel.

Masakaz The Great: He is my Master now, father.

Simon Kalis: You fool. I never made you refer to me as your master. I taught you to be in servititude to no one. Instead you allow yourself to be manipulated by one as naive as Engel.

Masakaz The Great: How is he naive? If anything it is you who is the fool father. You and that redneck Hayes. Maya is going to see the light soon enough as well. Do your stupid scriptures tell you that as well?

Kalis nods quietly as he moves forward inch by inch, very slowly and methodically.

Simon Kalis: In the end so shall you. Engel will never trust you, son. Not after Hayes made him a fool.

Masakaz jumps forward with a thrust kick which Kalis blocks by raising his knee to his chest. Both men back up and continue to circle each other.

Masakaz The Great: Perhaps he may never fully trust me, I understand. But you have soiled the good name of our Order by allowing the likes of Starr and Danielson to be knighted. I kept my mouth shut when you did so with Aeolus but not now.

Masakaz attempts the same move again, but Kalis blocks him yet again as well.

Simon Kalis: Aeolus was a trick. Starr and Danielson are the real deal.

Masakaz The Great: And Hayes?

Simon Kalis: Hayes will destroy you.

Kalis attempts an elbow uppercut but Masakaz bends backwards to dodge it. Both men step back from each other.

Simon Kalis: I give you one last chance.

Kalis reaches into his belt buckle.

Masakaz The Great: Oh yeah?

Masakaz reaches into his duffle bag quickly and pulls out a Desert Eagle, aiming it squarely at his father before Kalis can get to his own gun.

Simon Kalis: One more chance to turn away from this path. If you fail to accept, we will show you no mercy and the sentence shall be passed. You will be an enemy of The Order.

Masakaz The Great: Without you here in the PWA? The Order of Chaos has more targets on itself than ever before. Not even a fake Ebdon can stop their destruction. Not even Hype.

Simon Kalis: Then pull the trigger, and show the world you're more of a coward than anyone could have thought.

Masakaz The Great: And what? You've never shot anyone?

Simon Kalis: Not like you are about to.

Masakaz smirks and fires a single shot into Kalis. Kalis hits the floor in an instant, clutching his stomach.

Masakaz The Great: Your time is at an end father.

Suddenly one of the lockers in the room burst open, catching Masakaz off guard as Hype comes flying out with a crowbar in hand, smashing it over Masakaz's head and kicking the gun away. The locker room door bursts open and Jethro Hayes comes in to help Kalis to his feet. Kalis rips open his shirt to reveal a kevlar vest.

Simon Kalis: It'll leave a bruise...

Kalis coughs a bit as Hayes stares intensely at Masakaz as he gets to his feet.

Simon Kalis: But I'll live.

Hype comes over and holds Kalis up as Hayes approaches Masakaz.

Jethro Hayes: You thought it over yet?

Masakaz The Great: Yes...

Masakaz looks around as if in a state of high alert.

Masakaz The Great: I will see you at Out of Control.

Hayes nods as Kalis looks to him and smiles.

Simon Kalis: You are my son no longer. The protections, honors and respect afforded to you as my son and as a knight of the Order of Chaos no longer apply to you. May the hordes of our forces overcome you and destroy you, Masakazu. You will fall, and when you reach out for my hand I will crush you where you lay.

Masakaz nods.

Simon Kalis: *something in Japanese*.

Masakaz's eyes widen as he backs up into the wall and lowers his head, nodding.

Masakaz The Great: So be it, father.

Hayes helps Kalis out of the room now, leaving just Hype and Masakaz inside.

Masakaz The Great: Is that really you Ricky?

Hype: Believe it.

Masakaz The Great: My master will destroy you all.

Hype: Maybe. But you'll be defeated long before that ever comes to pass.

Hype stomps his foot on the ground and salutes Masakaz.

Hype: All Hail The Order of Chaos!

Hype leaves as Masakaz nods, looking down at the gun on the floor and shaking his head as we fade....

Riona Langly vs THLove

Singles Match


The two start out with a series of nasty back and forth strikes before Love gets the advantage with a top wristlock. Riona escapes and hits with some knees to the chest and a spinning backfist to send Love scrambling to the floor. Riona follows and whips Love to the barricade, then whacks him with a yakuza kick to the face. Back inside and Langly locks in a Texas Cloverleaf. Love escapes but eats a snap suplex as soon as he gets up. TH Love blocks a German try and gets the go-behind, Riona elbows free but Love pushes her against the top rope and follows through with a knee to the back. Forearms by Love, he misses a clothesline through and gets tattooed with a series of knife-edge chops. Whip to the corner reversed by Love, who pulls Riona in for a belly-to-belly suplex that gets 2. Snap suplex by Love and then a second-rope elbow for 2. Love slaps on a chinlock, but Riona breaks the hold quickly, but goes for a running knee and gets a clothesline for 2. TH perches Riona up top and goes up with her for a suplex, Riona cuts him off and throws him down. Davey off the top... flying elbow! A pair of stiff kicks from Riona, missile dropkick! 1...2...2.78! Riona tries a German, Love uses the ref to distract Riona and hits a SICK spinebuster for 2. Love charges with a spear... Riona moves and sends Love flying into the corner! Riona hits a dragon whip on the knee of Love in the corner and goes up top... Love cuts her off but Riona slides down, runs up the ropes and hits a super release German for 2!!! SHINING WIZARD... 2 COUNT! Riona with a High German bridge!! 1...2...NO! Riona locks in another cloverleaf but Love makes the ropes. Riona sends Love to the outside and goes for her no-hands suicida... WHAM! RIONA HITS THE BARRICADE! Love rolls her in and hits a slingshot senton! 1...2...2.83! Love's attempt at a brainbuster is countered and they work a series of rollup reversals for 2 then start slugging it out in the middle of the ring. Love catches a kick then hits a spin kick of his own. Hippo Char-ROARING ELBOW! TH Love collapses to his knees! ANOTHER ELBOW! Love is out cold... Riona grabs him, kick to the gut, TOURNIQUET! 1... 2... 3!

Winner: Riona Langly

Riona smirks as she's handed the Intercontinental Championship, strapping it around her waist before leaving as Love is very slow to get to his feet.

We're backstage as a PWA camera crew has been following Grizzly Beer Champion, Johnny Maverick, for the past minute or so. Johnny notices the camera on him, but he doesn't really care. With his belt not with him, we assume it's in his own locker room. Surprisingly, Johnny knocks on Matthew Engel's door, and we hear a voice inside telling him to come in. Johnny opens the door and walks in. Johnny tries to close the door behind him, but it doesn't close all the way. The camera peaks inside and captures this conversation between these two superstars.

Johnny Maverick: "Matt.. listen. I'm here to let you know that I'm sorry for what's going on with your family, and if you need any help.. please just let me know."

The former three-time World Champion looks up from lacing his boots, and gives him a suspicious look.

Matthew Engel: "I'd really like to know how you were privy to that information, John."

Johnny Maverick: "That's not important."

Engel lets out a scoff, and goes back to lacing his boots up for his match that's up next.

Johnny Maverick: "I just wanted you to know, that you've got my support if you need it. I've got the Brotherhood on stand-by."

Engel lets out a laugh and then rises to his feet, his boots laced up now.

Matthew Engel: "Thanks. I needed a good laugh."

Johnny Maverick: "I'm serious."

Matthew Engel: "I appreciate it, but I don't need a group of losers and rejects dressed up as hooded ninjas to attempt to watch my back. I'm handling the situation just fine. Why don't you crawl over to your new pal Laura and see if she'll take you up on that offer. I'm sure she'd love to pad her 'fanbase' a little bit more."

Maverick looks down for a moment, shaking his head. He wanted to retort, but Engel wasn't finished.

Matthew Engel: "Do you even know what you're doing anymore? You have no idea how weak she is making you look. It's as clear as day why she wants you on her side.. or excuse me, at her feet. She knows out of a short line of challengers that deserve a shot at her title, you're one of them that can take her legacy away in a heartbeat. You continue to pose as filthy and furious, but yet you're still the spineless leader of failures that gave the PWA a boost in its merchandise sales. Is that how you want to be remembered?"

Maverick looks back up to him. We can sense anger building up inside of him, but it's not aimed at Engel.

Johnny Maverick: "I want to be remembered as one of the best this industry has ever seen, like you. That thing with Laura last week.. it was out of respect. I know that she's keeping me close for all the wrong reasons, and I am watching her. Once I get the chance, I am taking the fight right to her in the ring and I am going to be a World Champion soon enough."

Engel lets out another laugh.

Matthew Engel: "I don't believe you. How's that? You're the only one you've got convinced. If I didn't know any better, I would say you're content with where you're at and you're afraid to go any higher. I better be wrong, because if you want to step into my world, you're going to need the fortitude to do what is absolutely necessary to get to the top and stay there. And aligning yourself with the Undisputed Champion, and giving her any kind of support, is a bad move. It's got nothing to do with the fact that she's Laura Estella, it has everything to do with the fact that she's the top person in this company. You have to think of it as business and you have to do whatever you can to remove her from the top. You want to learn how to do that, or do you want to continue to be paraded as some stupid sidekick with no real purpose in the PWA except as a mid-level gimmick champion?"

Johnny turns his head to the side. His anger is becoming more apparent, and Engel steps closer to him and gets more in his face.

Matthew Engel: "You're filthy and you're furious, but you have no idea about control. You have no idea what real rage is and how deadly it can be. Sure, you've been in some high profile matches, but you have no idea what it's like to stand across the ring from someone that would truly want to see you dead. You have no idea what that's like, Johnny, and I'm not sure if you're ready to know. These people.. they're label me as the big bad villain, some kind of evil force, when I'm more important to this company and its legacy than they could ever be. That's what they're scared of, John. It isn't me, it's their own fear of being forgotten.

Well, I've made sure that I will never be forgotten, and that comes with the price of no forgiveness. Are you ready to accept that? Are you ready to make the necessary sacrifices to be the best the world has ever seen?"

Johnny looks over to him.

Johnny Maverick: "More than you know."

Matthew Engel: "Good."

Engel turns around and sits back down on the chair he was sitting in to lace up his boots.

Matthew Engel: "Good luck in your match tonight, kid."

Johnny Maverick: "Thank you.. same to you."

Maverick turns around and leaves the locker room, noticing the camera crew standing by. He heads down the hallway without a word and Engel motions for the camera to go away. We cut back to ringside.

Jon McDaniel: "What's Engel's gameplan now? He's already poisoned Masakaz's mind and now he's trying to do that to our Grizzly Beer Champion?"

Brian Rentfro: "Jon it's pretty clear that Maverick is trying to benefit from Engel's experience and wisdom and make his rise to the top. What's so wrong with that?"

Jon McDaniel: "It just doesn't feel right, Brian. I have a feeling Engel's gonna have a group of thugs under him so he can wield that Pantheon-like power once more."

We're backstage as a PWA camera crew has been following Grizzly Beer Champion, Johnny Maverick, for the past minute or so. Johnny notices the camera on him, but he doesn't really care. With his belt not with him, we assume it's in his own locker room. Surprisingly, Johnny knocks on Matthew Engel's door, and we hear a voice inside telling him to come in. Johnny opens the door and walks in. Johnny tries to close the door behind him, but it doesn't close all the way. The camera peaks inside and captures this conversation between these two superstars.

Johnny Maverick: "Matt.. listen. I'm here to let you know that I'm sorry for what's going on with your family, and if you need any help.. please just let me know."

The former three-time World Champion looks up from lacing his boots, and gives him a suspicious look.

Matthew Engel: "I'd really like to know how you were privy to that information, John."

Johnny Maverick: "That's not important."

Engel lets out a scoff, and goes back to lacing his boots up for his match that's up next.

Johnny Maverick: "I just wanted you to know, that you've got my support if you need it. I've got the Brotherhood on stand-by."

Engel lets out a laugh and then rises to his feet, his boots laced up now.

Matthew Engel: "Thanks. I needed a good laugh."

Johnny Maverick: "I'm serious."

Matthew Engel: "I appreciate it, but I don't need a group of losers and rejects dressed up as hooded ninjas to attempt to watch my back. I'm handling the situation just fine. Why don't you crawl over to your new pal Laura and see if she'll take you up on that offer. I'm sure she'd love to pad her 'fanbase' a little bit more."

Maverick looks down for a moment, shaking his head. He wanted to retort, but Engel wasn't finished.

Matthew Engel: "Do you even know what you're doing anymore? You have no idea how weak she is making you look. It's as clear as day why she wants you on her side.. or excuse me, at her feet. She knows out of a short line of challengers that deserve a shot at her title, you're one of them that can take her legacy away in a heartbeat. You continue to pose as filthy and furious, but yet you're still the spineless leader of failures that gave the PWA a boost in its merchandise sales. Is that how you want to be remembered?"

Maverick looks back up to him. We can sense anger building up inside of him, but it's not aimed at Engel.

Johnny Maverick: "I want to be remembered as one of the best this industry has ever seen, like you. That thing with Laura last week.. it was out of respect. I know that she's keeping me close for all the wrong reasons, and I am watching her. Once I get the chance, I am taking the fight right to her in the ring and I am going to be a World Champion soon enough."

Engel lets out another laugh.

Matthew Engel: "I don't believe you. How's that? You're the only one you've got convinced. If I didn't know any better, I would say you're content with where you're at and you're afraid to go any higher. I better be wrong, because if you want to step into my world, you're going to need the fortitude to do what is absolutely necessary to get to the top and stay there. And aligning yourself with the Undisputed Champion, and giving her any kind of support, is a bad move. It's got nothing to do with the fact that she's Laura Estella, it has everything to do with the fact that she's the top person in this company. You have to think of it as business and you have to do whatever you can to remove her from the top. You want to learn how to do that, or do you want to continue to be paraded as some stupid sidekick with no real purpose in the PWA except as a mid-level gimmick champion?"

Johnny turns his head to the side. His anger is becoming more apparent, and Engel steps closer to him and gets more in his face.

Matthew Engel: "You're filthy and you're furious, but you have no idea about control. You have no idea what real rage is and how deadly it can be. Sure, you've been in some high profile matches, but you have no idea what it's like to stand across the ring from someone that would truly want to see you dead. You have no idea what that's like, Johnny, and I'm not sure if you're ready to know. These people.. they're label me as the big bad villain, some kind of evil force, when I'm more important to this company and its legacy than they could ever be. That's what they're scared of, John. It isn't me, it's their own fear of being forgotten.

Well, I've made sure that I will never be forgotten, and that comes with the price of no forgiveness. Are you ready to accept that? Are you ready to make the necessary sacrifices to be the best the world has ever seen?"

Johnny looks over to him.

Johnny Maverick: "More than you know."

Matthew Engel: "Good."

Engel turns around and sits back down on the chair he was sitting in to lace up his boots.

Matthew Engel: "Good luck in your match tonight, kid."

Johnny Maverick: "Thank you.. same to you."

Maverick turns around and leaves the locker room, noticing the camera crew standing by. He heads down the hallway without a word and Engel motions for the camera to go away. We cut back to ringside.

Jon McDaniel: "What's Engel's gameplan now? He's already poisoned Masakaz's mind and now he's trying to do that to our Grizzly Beer Champion?"

Brian Rentfro: "Jon it's pretty clear that Maverick is trying to benefit from Engel's experience and wisdom and make his rise to the top. What's so wrong with that?"

Jon McDaniel: "It just doesn't feel right, Brian. I have a feeling Engel's gonna have a group of thugs under him so he can wield that Pantheon-like power once more."

Masakaz The Great & Matthew Engel vs Cowgirls from Hell

Tag Match


DING DING DING!

The match begins with Masakasz and Meghan Strader in the center of the ring, staring each other down. Strader hooks up with Masakasz and pushes him into the neutral corner, executing a series of knife edge chops. Masakasz blocks after the fifth chop, and reverse Strader into the corner, executing a few chops of his own. He whips Meghan into the corner and hits a running clothesline
following up with a bulldog out of the corner. Masakasz quickly goes over to the corner and tags in Matthew Engel. The Virus goes after the downed Meghan starder and hits a fistdrop on the fallen tag champ. He goes for a cover.

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Engel picks up Meghan and whips her into the ropes. He tries a Polish Hammer as she comes running back, but she ducks under it, and executes a Muay Thai roundhouse kick when he spins back around. Meghan pushes Virus into her corner and tags in Tamika.

The CFH both whip Engel into the ropes, and hit a double back elbow as he runs back. Tamika then climbs to the top rope and attempts a guillotine leg drop, only to have Engel get back to his feet. Matthew runs over and tags in Masakasz. Masakasz hits a scoop slam and goes for a shining wizard on Tamika. Tamika ducks underneath the kneelift and hits a dragon screw leg whip. She holds onto the leg and lifts Masakasz back up, and hits another leg whip. She then bridges over for the cover.

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Kickout!

Then suddenly La Reina de las Mariposas comes running down and slides into the ring! She's been disrupting matches the entire night and she nails Tamika with a spinning heel kick! Meghan steps into the ring and takes a swing but La Reina ducks underneath and puts MNS down on the mat with a northern lights suplex!

DING DING DING!!

Eric Emerson: And the winners of this match by disqualification... MATTHEW ENGEL AND MASAKAZ THE GREAT!

Masa and Engel leave the ring, but both look on intently to make sure things don't get out of hand.

Jon McDaniel: That's the third time tonight this mystery woman has disrupted a match! What is her deal?!

Brian Rentfro: I don't know Jon, but I'm diggin' it! She's bringing a little fuego to the party!

Jon McDaniel: What the hell are you talking about?

La Reina slips out of the ring.. walking back up the rampway. Tamika is up to her feet and helps her sister up. La Reina pauses on the rampway and removes her mask...

Jon McDaniel: It's.. it's WILD CHYLDE!!!

Brian Rentfro: Holy crap! Yes!

Meghan's eyes light up with anger and fear as she looks down at the person responsible for the death of her father's wife...

Jon McDaniel: Wild Chylde, Ai Mei Montrose, is back ladies and gentlemen.. and she's targeted yet another Strader.. the Cowgirls from Hell!

Brian Rentfro: Engel can't believe it either.

Jethro Hayes vs Johnny Maverick

Main Event


DING DING DING

Jon McDaniel: Our main event is just getting started as our Grizzly Beer Champion takes on the Southern Hero himself, Jethro Hayes.

Brian Rentfro: But more importantly, we have a special guest joining us tonight.

Matthew Engel: Evenin'.

Jon McDaniel: Any remarks concerning your match earlier tonight Matthew?

Matthew Engel: Meghan is definitely a lot cuter than I remember.

Jon McDaniel: Oh no, I hope Scott isn't watching.

Matthew Engel: Doubtful, he's on the road with his "posse" somewhere.

Brian Rentfro: What a dolt! Who knew he would be better at riding a bike than wrestling?

Matthew Engel: Who knew you'd be so terrible at commentating? But you're here, aren't you? I swear, if the PWA gets another brand again, you and Laura should be its commentary team. You can make all the terrible jokes you want and forget that history is happening in front of you.

Johnny closes the distance and easily cracks out with the first shot in a leg kick. What he doesn't expect though is Jethro to be following so closely behind, and with Johnny's leg in his arms he easily takes him down and comes crashing in on top. Johnny looks a little surprised but he keeps his wits about him and manages to weasel out of his grasp and back to his feet. Jethro comes with him though and runs him into the turnbuckles.

Jon McDaniel: And Hayes uses all his weight to smash Johnny Maverick.

Brian Rentfro: That's all that big lug can do anyway.

Matthew Engel: He's capable of much more, but it's just too much work to get him to do what you want. I got bored of him, honestly.

Jon McDaniel: Somehow I doubt that. He coerced you easily into that match at RPM 2 and then you couldn't even beat him.

Matthew Engel: But I did, Jon. Trust me, I did.

Johnny finds the wind driven from his lungs, but he's too busy dealing with the back elbow between the eyes to notice. Jethro then crushes him with a thigh before whipping him into a Snapmare. Jethro then drops down into a Headlock, finally giving Johnny a chance as he catches his arm and puts him down on his face. He then holds onto a Hammerlock while he catches his breath.

Matthew Engel: Great reversal by Maverick there.

Brian Rentfro: That's why he's the longest reigning Grizzly Beer Champion.

Jon McDaniel: Indeed, he broke Matt Stone's record last week and is continuing to push the mark, hoping to pick up another victory at Out of Control.

Jethro eventually fights back to his feet and brings Johnny with him, only to find the GB Champion giving him a low bridge and sending him through the ropes. Jethro lands hard on the floor, and right at the feet of Masakaz. There is an uproar from across the ring as Starr and Joshua make the way around to intercept. Masakaz just offers them a smile though, as he "helps" Jethro back into the ring. Johnny doesn't look like he gets it, but never the less he drops an Elbow down across Jethro's back.

Jon McDaniel: There's really no need for Masakaz to get involved.

Brian Rentfro: He didn't, Jon. He helped Jethro back into the ring.

Matthew Engel: Yeah Jon, the kid's got way better manners than you do.


We hear McDaniel let out a scoff as Johnny tags Jethro with a blistering combo of stabs and gouges before dropping down and sweeping out his legs. Jethro finds himself seated on the mat and in the path of an on coming knee. Jethro gets his hands up though and catches it coming, before rolling it back into Half Boston Crab. Johnny immediately begins clawing for an escape, but Jethro doesn't pressure the hold and instead hooks up his leg and clambers back to his feet. Jethro then turns, catches his other leg and deftly heaves him through a high impact Wheelbarrow Suplex.

Jon McDaniel: What an innovative move by the youngest Grand Slam Champion in PWA history!

Brian Rentfro: Laying it on thick tonight arentcha?

Jon McDaniel: Somebody has to.. Hayes has become a legend in such a short period of time.

Johnny staggers back to his feet, and right on queue as Jethro comes in full steam ahead and nails him with the Plow. Johnny takes the hit though, and rolls it into Small Package. The audience is astounded.

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And Jethro explodes from the cover.

Brian Rentfro: Almost a three!

Jon McDaniel: Not quite.
Matthew Engel: Regardless, that was a great counter by Johnny.

He looks a bit shaken, but no more than Maverick who looks like he’s just been hit by a bus. Jethro drags Maverick back to his feet and props him up in the corner. He then nails a series of rights and lefts before whipping Maverick across the ring into the opposite buckles. Jethro then sizes up the distance, crosses the ring at speed and crushes Maverick with a spash. Johnny then staggers out of the corner and right into a twisting Belly to Belly Suplex. Jethro holds onto a cover.


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And Johnny kicks out before the count of three.

Jon McDaniel: Mav just barely kicks out as that suplex did a number on him.

Brian Rentfro: Johnny needs to build some offense here.

Matthew Engel: He's fine. Win or lose.. he'll come out of this match a better wrestler than Hayes, I guarantee it.

Jethro gets him up and hits him off the ropes before swinging up a big boot on the rebound. Johnny gets underneath it though and propels himself into the opposite ropes before flying back in with a Shotei that turns Hayes inside out. The fans are screaming as Johnny hauls Hayes back to his feet and scores with another gruesome combination of strikes, topped off with a particularly nasty looking thrust to the throat. Hayes staggers around, but that doesn’t stop him getting his wits back long enough to nail Johnny with a Spinebuster as he comes off the ropes. He takes a knee though and can’t capitalise.

Jon McDaniel: Hayes having trouble taking advantage of a downed Maverick.

Brian Rentfro: Perhaps he shouldn't be so out of shape.

Matthew Engel: It's not that. He's still feeling the effects of our match.

Hayes eventually fights his way up and takes Johnny into the air for a slam. Johnny manages to wriggle out behind Hayes though and begins looking for a Waistlock. Hayes keeps himself ground though and then turns around into one of his own, which he gives up in exchange for a clubbing forearm to the back of the head.

Hayes then brings Johnny around and secures him in a standing Head Scissors before whipping him up for a Powerbomb. On the way up though, Johnny tags him with an elbow to break his grip and then drops down into a Fireman’s Carry to put Jethro on his back. Johnny then spins into a Juji-Gatame and earns a few screams from the crowd, but Jethro feels it coming and locks his hands.

The strength of Jethro allows him to hold out as Johnny tries to break his grip, and then Jethro manages to fight back to his feet and put Johnny on his shoulders for a cover.


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And Johnny lets go and kicks out, rolling over onto his knees. He then steps up and right into a DDT that drops him down square on his head. Jethro hooks a leg for another pin attempt.


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And at the count of three Johnny throws up an arm and keeps himself involved.
Jon McDaniel: The Southern Hero is really taking it to Johnny now!

Brian Rentfro: Johnny needs to escape! He can't do it, Matt!

Matthew Engel: Oh shut up. Yes he can.

Jethro gets Johnny up to his feet and delivers a few chops to his chest. Johnny is against the ropes and Jethro tries for a wild haymaker but Johnny dodges just in time, escaping to the nearby turnbuckles. Jethro bounces off the ropes and Johnny nails him with the Tony Jaa! The double-knee strike puts Jethro on his back and Johnny goes for a cover!

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Kick out!

Brian Rentfro: So close!

Jon McDaniel: That surprise attack from Maverick nearly had Hayes!

Matthew Engel: And that's why Maverick is so dangerous.

Jethro is slow to get up and Johnny slams both of his fists down on his back. He does it again and again, and then pulls Jethro up to his feet. Johnny whips Jethro into the ropes and Johnny drops to connect with a dropkick and it works! Jethro stumbles back from the impact and Johnny climbs onto the top turnbuckle. Johnny leaps off and lands on Jethro's shoulders trying for a hurricanrana, but Jethro overpowers Johnny and nails him with the Planter!

Jon McDaniel: Good God! That was nearly as vicious as the Planter he gave you at RPM 2, Matt!

Brian Rentfro: Jon.. be careful. He is sitting right here.

Matthew Engel: And Johnny didn't go through a stage only to reappear and knock Jethro down.

Jethro falls to his knees after he throws Johnny down to the mat. He crawls over and drops down on Johnny's chest, as the ref starts the count. Engel stands up and Masakaz is about to get in the ring, but he looks over at Engel. Engel calls Masakaz off, and Masakaz steps away from the ring.

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DING DING DING!!

Eric Emerson: And the winner of this match... JETHRO... HAYES!!!!

Matthew Engel: Well gentlemen, it's been fun.

Engel's headset drops as Hayes gets up to his feet. He celebrates his victory over the GB Champion as Engel circles the ring. Engel steps inside the ring, a microphone in his hand.

Matthew Engel: Jethro.. you wrestled well tonight, and you were able to beat Maverick again. But, do you really think you'll be able to beat Masakaz at Out of Control? And.. do you really think that under my wing, you'll be able to defeat Johnny again?

Jethro is nodding his head up and down repeatedly. The fans are cheering for him, a "Jethro!" chant erupting in some of the front rows. It seemed, for a moment, he was back to his old roots. But, there are always new rivalries, new beginnings.

Matthew Engel: I've wielded battles with you both mentally and physically. I've taken you past your limit and defeated you, as you have done to me. But.. you refused to be engaged in the Pantheon war, and thus you haven't earned your fucking stripes yet. You're not a warrior, you're not a hero. You were the guy who was lucky enough to catch me off-guard. You were the guy who imprisoned Simon Kalis for your own obsession. There are a few people who have earned my undying respect around here, but you're not one of them. But, that can change.

Starr and Danielson have entered the ring, to make sure that Engel doesn't try anything. Maverick is back to his feet. Masakaz climbs into the ring. The Order of Chaos.. against this seemingly new group.

Matthew Engel: I was a fan of the Order of Chaos at one point, when they were just a tag team trying to be the best the company had ever seen. They had their place on Chaos, and it was fun to watch. But now? Kalis has been the one poisoning your minds, telling you tales of true evil and convincing you that I'm sort of plague upon the PWA. All three of you might not have even had a career here if it wasn't for me. I have helped put this company back on the map since 2008 and you all scorn me for it? Why? Because I walk a different path? You don't know how my mind works, how I tick, and that scares you.

And now, the Order of Chaos has grown into a laughable group of misfits who are nothing but toys and weapons for Simon Kalis. Well.. let it be known that us three will be here to counter that and make sure that this new faction, this group of posers, will continue to be a laughing stock and will recognize us as the upper echelon of this business. Your troubles are just beginning.

Engel drops the mic and they exit without any retaliation from the new Order of Chaos.

Jon McDaniel: It seems Engel's new group, which includes Masakaz and Maverick, is targeting the new Order of Chaos.

Brian Rentfro: As they should, Jon. This new Order of Chaos is just not up to par, and Engel doesn't want to see a group of posers try to take over the PWA.

Jon McDaniel: I'll tell ya what, they could really use Simon Kalis right about now. I hope his suspension ends soon.

Masakaz walks backwards up the ramp, looking at Jethro Hayes. He gives Hayes the cut-throat sign.. and we fade to black.

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