Champions
World Heavyweight Title: The Phoenix
Intercontinental Title: Johnny Maverick
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The Seldontastic Voyage
06-13-2010


Emily Colen vs Marco Dante

Dark Match


The scheduled match was never to be, as travel problems prevented Emily Corlen from making her debut. Lucky for Dante, a familiar face to the PWA was on hand to welcome him in style, as the former PWA Champion Jamie Havoc made his surprise return. The two then went at it in a hard fought contest where both of them looked to put the other man down where they could, but in the end the new comer seemed to just out class the PWA veteran and was able to put him away with the Hangman's Noose, catching him the second he dropped his guard and putting him out for the three.

Winner - Marco Dante

Saturday Surprise


The following incident takes place on Saturday June 12th, 2010

We fade in to what appears to be an office building located somewhere within the continental United States. Inside we come to see Simon Kalis seated across from what appears to be a sort of council, or as it turns out, the PWA's Board of Directors. The room is incredibly dimly lit which makes it impossible to see the board members, and the fact the audio is not working inside the room doesn't help. After a few moments it appears as if Simon Kalis stands up and nods to all of them, saluting them Order of Chaos style. Kalis leaves the boardroom and finally the audio starts working as he does, with Lean Bean Miller waiting in ambush.

Lean Bean Miller: Simon Kalis! How did your final meeting with the PWA's Board of Directors go?

Kalis turns his head without any emotion and lights up a smoke.

Simon Kalis: You tell me.

Kalis pushes Miller aside and tries making his way down the hall towards the elevator but Lean Bean Miller catches up to him quickly.

Lean Bean Miller: Come on, Simon. Give us something, anything. What's your future with the company?

Simon Kalis: I explained my side of the story, they explained theirs. We came to an understanding of everyone's opinions and we exchanged meaningful ideas. I gave them my plans and informed them of my current workings and while I cannot tell you exactly how they reacted, I can tell you they found it to be an excellent addition to PWA programming.

Lean Bean Miller: Uhm that doesn't really answer the question.

Simon Kalis: I woke up this morning, and got a blue moon in my eyes.

Lean Bean Miller: What?

Simon Kalis: Woke up this morning, and I.. got myself a gun.

Lean Bean Miller: Huh?

Simon Kalis: I'm still suspended, Miller. But I won't be leaving the PWA anytime soon.

Miller looks confused as the elevator arrives and Kalis steps in.

Simon Kalis: Believe the hype gentlemen. Believe it.

Kalis smirks as the elevator closes and the smoke from his cigarette rises up over his face and he's now gone from the scene.

Lean Bean Miller: What is that supposed to mean?

Fade out...

Return Of A Legend


And back in, with an explosion of lights and fire works, whipping the fans into a frenzy for the show tonight. Tonight though we don't even greet the commentators, and instead jump immediately to the ring to find Lean Bean Miller at the ready, microphone in hand.

Lean Bean Miller: Ladies and gentlemen, earlier this week I reported that a former PWA World champion and Hall of Famer was set to return. At the time I was unable to announce who I was talking about, but that ban has been lifted and tonight I'm proud to introduce...the Phoenix!

The arena lights dim and red spotlights dance across the arena's interior as the opening chords of "The Final Countdown" start to play on the PA. The Phoenix walks out to the top of the entrance ramp wearing his mask and dark blue suit. He pauses for a moment to soak in the cheers of the crowd before making his way to the ring to stand next to Lean Bean.

Lean Bean Miller: Phoenix, let me be the first to welcome you back to the PWA!

Lean Bean points the microphone to the Phoenix but quickly pulls it back.

Lean Bean Miller: There was a lot of talk the last few weeks saying that you had left the business. For the first time in over a year you weren't booked for a PWA pay per view event and you hadn't been on PWA television in nearly two months.

Again Lean Bean offers the Phoenix the microphone but before he can speak, Lean Bean takes it back.

Lean Bean Miller: Combine all that with the sporadic nature of the PWA Radio broadcasts and the rumor of your retirement really gained some traction. So I was surprised when I got word that you were planning on announcing a return to action starting tonight on Rampage! Tell your fans what brought about your change of heart.

For a third time Lean Bean offers the Phoenix the microphone and this time the Phoenix grabs his hand before Lean Bean can start talking again.

Suddenly, a computerized female voice echos through-out the arena...

Voice: The talent is a lie.

Jon McDaniel: What the...?

A tall, think figure dressed all in black with a Guy Fawkes mask runs out of the crowd and slides into the ring behind the Phoenix. He takes the Phoenix down with a forearm shot to the back of the head. The man shoves Lean Bean to the ground and grabs his old fashion style microphone and loops the cord around the Phoenix's neck before pulling him to his feet and tossing him over the top rope. The Phoenix is hanging by his neck, his feet inches from the floor.

Brian Rentfro: Someone needs to get out here and save the Phoenix right now! This maniac is trying to kill him!

The man in black wraps the other end of the microphone cable around the ring post and slides out of the ring to stand in front of the Phoenix. He slaps him hard across the face once and thens jumps over the barricade and disappears back into the crowd.

Jon McDaniel: Help is finally on the way!

The ring crew runs out from backstage and and help the Phoenix who has nearly stopped struggling to move. They load him onto a cart and wheel him backstage and into a waiting ambulance.

Brian Rentfro: That was just horrific. The returning legend may have just been retired by force tonight!

The camera doesn't linger any longer on the mess, and cuts to the backstage.

The Winds Of Change


The camera then opens on a scene that picks the crowd back up. That being the sight of PWA Undisputed Champion Laura Estella and PWA General Manager Lisa Seldon, opposite each other in an office with Laura hovering in the door way.

Laura Estella: So what’s up boss lady, why don’t I get to be apart of the big new era?

Lisa answers back but doesn’t bother to look up. It’s not so much that she’s reading, more just that she can’t make eye contact.

Lisa Seldon: Laura… how come you miss so many shows?

Laura Estella: Oh you know, press tours, appearances, anything to keep this company afloat, you know.

Laura smiles and laughs it off. Lisa doesn’t bother to join her, too busy forcing her focus into the sheets in front of her.

Lisa Seldon: It just seems like, when you started you were wracking up wins on every show… and then Genesis happened, and it all started to slow down.

Laura just shrugs and quirks her head, but you can’t help but notice her smile is starting to thin.

Laura Estella: Yeah well, guy tried to tear up my knee, so I took a little time to get better.

Lisa Seldon: No, the thing is, you didn’t, because I’d have known. Instead you just kept going, and that’s where your work rate started to go down hill.

She gets a hold of a particular shit and begins running through the numbers.

Lisa Seldon: Between Genesis and Who’s the Man, Laura wrestles one match, struggling to beat a greatly depleted Ryan Ross, who probably shouldn’t have been allowed out of hospital to begin with. Laura then wrestles a Who’s the Man, surviving five matches but ending the night in tears and barely able to walk.

Laura Estella: I know. What a trooper.

Lisa Seldon: You then miss the next week, only to return and then wrestle three shows in a row. You’re looking better but sporting a gnarly looking knee brace. Fortunately no one capitalises on it and you walk the month looking fairly fresh… of course you’re not, and then for the next month you make all of one match that goes a mere eight seconds. You then cap this run off with a singles match against Luscious Starr that, compared to anyone else you’ve stopped, should be a walk in the park. Something is different though, you wrestle a much slower style and, following a fairly text book landing, you go down hard clutching your knee and then play defence for the rest of the match.

Laura rolls her eyes, but Lisa never gives her a space to speak up.

Lisa Seldon: You win of course, but it’s your least convincing win to date and not at all what we’ve come to expect, but then, we’re not being given the whole story, are we?

Lisa finally forces herself to look her in the eye. Her cold stare in return cracks a shiver down her spine. Never the less, she presses on.

Lisa Seldon: It’s been about… two and a half months since Genesis now and yet you don’t seem to have gotten any better. Only no one notices because you take so many weeks out to recuperate… thing is though, it’s not working, and every week you just get just a little bit worse.

Laura scoffs her reply.

Laura Estella: Yet here I am, PWA Undisputed Champion of the World.

Lisa Seldon: For now, but what happens the next time your knee gives out on you in the middle of a big match, or when someone with some actual technical ability decides they’re going to make a name of you and lets it snap.

She’s looking over her now. For a 5’9” waif of a little girl, she an strike an imposing figure when she wants to.

Laura Estella: Then I do what I did last time. I just work around it… and I win.

Lisa blows a sigh into her words.

Lisa Seldon: You can’t just push this forever or you’re going to get hurt. Permanently, and I wont let that happen.

Laura sways back, angry and utterly in pain, though she hides the last part well.

Laura Estella: You won’t let me get hurt?

Lisa Seldon: No, I won’t.

She struggles with the words.

Lisa Seldon: As your boss, your trainer and as your friend, I’m not going to let you destroy yourself just because you want everyone to see how good you are. You’ve already arrived and there’s no one in this company left who can doubt you’ve earned everything you’ve got. But for now, it’s time to step back and get this fixed. Otherwise you’re going to end up like me, or Jacob, or Jamie, and you’ll be done in this sport by the time you hit twenty-nine.

Laura takes a step back and shakes her head while her tone starts to settle. She holds her next words as long as she can.

Laura Estella: For how long.

Lisa Seldon: For as long as it takes. I’ve already set you up with a specialist. You’ll be meeting him tomorrow and then we’ll go for there, and we’ll have you back at your best as soon as possible.

Laura Estella: And the title?

Lisa Seldon: We’ll find someone in the interim, and when you’re fit you’ll walk right back into a shot, no matter what that costs me, you have my word.

Laura pushes back a tear.

Laura Estella: Well, looks like you won’t have to worry about everyone calling you biased after all. Funny how well this turned out for you, isn’t it?

That hurt both of them. And it’s the last we here as Laura hitches up her belt and drops it across the desk, letting it fall with a depressing little thud as she storms out of the scene. The shot lingers on Lisa for a few seconds more, watching as she fixes her eyes on the belt, breathes a heavy sigh and then pushes it to the floor. We move off onto something/anything else.

Jeff Savage vs Tai Tolium

Singles Match


The match started off as both men tested each other, slowly looking for weaknesses in the other's defenses. After finding none, they decided to make a few of their own. Tai and Jeff stood in center ring, going for a test of strength, but Jeff stopped the test with a boot to Tai's midsection doubling him over then hitting a beautiful swinging neckbreaker. Jeff went on to hit a series of suplexes on the man nearly identical to him in size and strength and the only difference being five pounds in Tai's favor. Jeff hit a vertical suplex, a arm trap suplex, then a running powerslam to set him up for a nother move. Tai was able to counter a second running powerslam by dropping off his shoulders and shoving him into the ringpost. Tai would press his advantage for several minutes with a leg sweep to take Jeff down. Tai also hit a leg drop off the ropes that would make Hulk Hogan envious. Tai would continue to press his advantage with a Vader style splash in the corner, following up with a WCW style Dustin Rhodes bulldog. Tai tried for the cover, but Jeff wasn't out of the match just yet. Since he was dominating this section of the match, Tai went for an overhead Dragon suplex, but that is when the match turned. Jeff was able to counter with a wiggle causing Tai to drop him. Jeff fell behind Tai, slamming a double palm strike to both of Tai's sides. Tai held at his sides, Jeff delivered a reverse Rock Bottom and slammed Tai's face into the canvas. Jeff went for a cover, but was unable to put Tai away for the count. Jeff continued to press his so far short lived advantage. Savage showed off his strength and conditioning as he gorilla press slammed Tai onto the canvas. Jeff then whipped Tai into the corner, where he delivered knee after knee to Tai's face. Jeff would change up the very basic, but highly effective offense with a series of brutal elbows, forearms, and palm strikes to all parts of Tai's body. Tai hit the "Dynamite Plunge" to set up for "Nuclear Explosion" for teh pin and the win.

Winner: Tai Tolium

Respect Is Earned


Knock. Knock. Knock.

The door opens to Lisa Seldon's office and she is obviously surprised to see Simon Kalis walk into her office and extend his hand.

Simon Kalis: Mrs. Seldon.

Lisa Seldon: Hey look, it's Simon Kalis! What a surprise.

She accepts his handshake and then both of them take a seat.

Simon Kalis: I have come out of respect, Mrs. Seldon. The past is the past, and I can put any grievances I may have had with you aside for the betterment of the PWA as a whole.

Lisa Seldon: Oow, intreging.

Simon Kalis: The fact is I want to see you succeed in your position. I like the way you do things. BoXeR, as intelligent as he was, was too much of a push over to ever be a boss. You bring the intelligence along with a take-no-shit attitude which one of my colorful past can admire and respect...

Lisa Seldon: Are you kissing my ass, Simon?

Simon Kalis: No, I have no need to do so. I expect no favors from you, nor any preferential treatment. In fact I am here to present you with some information.

Kalis reaches into the breast pocket of his suit and hands Lisa Seldon an envelope.

Simon Kalis: Inside this envelope is a sworn testimony. What exactly it pertains to I cannot say since we are being filmed at the moment. Joe BoXeR received this same notice before he had to leave.

Lisa Seldon opens the envelope curiously and reads it's short contents. She smirks as she puts it down on her desk.

Lisa Seldon: You must think you're real clever, don'tcha?

Kalis nods, smiling.

Simon Kalis: I am, Mrs. Seldon. I have also taken a great risk in presenting you with this information. You could very well put an end to everything I've begun if you so chose to, but I trust in your ability as a professional to destroy that letter immediately.

Lisa Seldon: And if not?

Simon Kalis: Nothing at all. I'll simply return to action here in the PWA. The Board of Directors are fully aware of the situation and have approved of this.

Kalis places a lighter on her desk and nods quietly.

Simon Kalis: It's your decision, boss.

Seldon grabs the lighter and holds the letter over a trash can and sets it on fire. She drops it in as ash flutters into the trash can.

Lisa Seldon: Sure I could watch that. Gives me something to look forward to, you know, and I can't wait to see how you do.

Kalis gets up from his seat and nods.

Simon Kalis: You got it, boss.

Kalis stomps his right foot down and extends his right arm out in the fascist Order of Chaos salute.

Lisa Seldon: Charming.

Kalis makes his way to the door but stops as he opens it.

Simon Kalis: Oh and if your husband needs legal advice, you know how to reach me.

Kalis smiles as he leaves the office.

Corey Lazarus (w/ Deacon Frost) vs Meghan Nash Strader (w/Tamika)

Singles Match


The lights in the arena die, and the ADC-Tron shows nothing but a black and white film countdown. A trio of drumrolls cue up Slayer's "In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida," and the guitars ring as the bass carries the main melody. Chug-chug-chug-chug goes both guitars before going into the main melody along with the bass, and, at the 27-second mark, Corey Lazarus and Gregory Price emerge from the entrance curtain, with Price chomping away on a stick of gum in his mouth and Corey sipping on a bottle of Aquafina. Corey's eyes, as usual, stay hidden behind his trademark pair of silver-rimmed Ray Ban's, and he hangs his arms at his sides after he runs his fingers over his moustache and goatee.

In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, baby!

Eric Emerson: Introducing at this time, accompanied by Gregory Price...

Lazarus steps further onto the stage, turning around slowly to take a quick look at the ADC-Tron before stopping at the end of the stage, his back to the ramp and the ring before turning around. Price pats his client on the shoulder, and then looks at the ADC-Tron with him.

Don't you know that I love you?!

Eric Emerson: He weighs in tonight at 230 pounds...

In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, honey!
Don't you know that I'll ALWAYS be true?!

Eric Emerson: And standing at 6-foot-1...

Lazarus jogs in place at the end of the stage as the guitars duel into the start of the chorus, shaking out his limbs, and then begins walking solemnly down the ramp.

Oh, won't you come with me?
And take my hand?

Price points up at the ADC-Tron, focusing everybody's attention to images of Laz's glory: dropping Demise head-first into a casket via the Mercury Driver to claim the PWA World Heavyweight title at High Stakes '08; appearing in the ring behind Scott Nash Strader and Matthew Engel when the lights return to normal at Good Vs. Evil '08; and leaping up to grab Kyle Stevenson's neck, drilling his knees into his back with a Lungblower as Viktor Stone powerbombs him down from Unsanctioned '09.

Oh, won't you come with me?!
And walk this land?!

Eric Emerson: Hailing from Hollywood, California...

The guitars divebomb, and Laz starts making his way down the ramp, looking out around the arena, spying on every bit of the crowd in front of him.

PLEASE, TAKE MY HAND!!

The drums beat along as Corey bangs his head with them and the main melody of the song returns, Lazarus taking a sip from his Aquafina as he stops halfway down the ramp.

In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, baby!
Don't you know that I love you?!

Eric Emerson: Hailing from Hollywood, California...

Laz and Price jaw with some fans in the front row, and then continue making their way down the ramp. The L-A-Z turns back around to watch himself on the ADC-Tron, his trademark devilish smirk on his face as he walks backwards.

Eric Emerson: He is "The Premiere Attraction"...

In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, honey!
Don't you know that I'll ALWAYS be true?!

Corey turns around to face the ring as they reach the bottom of the ramp, the guitars dueling before the chorus, and then pulls himself up onto the apron, placing one foot in the ring between the top and middle ropes, using one hand to hold the top rope for balance and the other to cover his eyes as he scans the crowd again. Price walks over to the ringsteps, scaling them with a cocky swagger as he walks onto the apron next to Laz.

Eric Emerson: ...COREY LAZARUS!!!

Oh, won't you come with me?!
And take my hand?!

Lazarus steps into the ring and then walks to the middle of the ring, his hands on his hips and his trademark devilish smirk on his face. Price steps in afterwards, pointing the entire time to his client, applauding him. The music keeps pounding away as Corey drops to a knee, his head bowed and a single fist placed on the mat, his other hand resting on his knee.

Oh, won't you come with me?!
And walk this land?!

The guitars divebomb as Lazarus bobs his head to the beat of the drums, breathing heavier and heavier as he does so.

PLEASE, TAKE MY HAND!!

Corey leaps to his feet as the main riff returns at the end of the chorus, his arms spread out to his side after he rips his Ray Ban's off, turning his body around to all sides of the arena as flashbulbs go off everywhere. "In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida" fades into silence as Corey backs up to his corner, removing his Ray Ban's and handing them off to Price. He adjusts the tape on his hands, and then stretches his legs out using the middle ropes. Gregory steps out onto the apron, and then walks down the steps, taking his place at ringside in Laz's corner.

Jon McDaniel: What makes this match one to watch isn’t really the people in the match, but the people who they will come out with.

Brian Rentfro: Well, on the radio show, Deacon said he wasn’t ready to deal with TNS just yet, but I doubt he is gonna let Lazarus walk into the lion’s den by himself.

Jon McDaniel: Well, we are about to find out!

Eric Emerson: Introducing now... standing at 6'0" and weighting in at 237 pounds...

[ "Unchanied” begins to play as the houselights slowly dim. At the twelve second mark lights begin to flicker as the beat and rhythm of the song begin to become louder .]

Eric Emerson: "Introducing to you next…"

[ The (fed initials)tron lights up with shots of MNS, smacking the taste out DeathSun’s mouth with a slap across the face. Her name flashes on the screen, and a small amounts of pyro’s shoot off as MNS steps out from behind the curtain.]

Eric Emerson: "Hailing from London, Ontario Canada at a height of five foot ten and weighing in at one hundred and forty-five pounds…"

[ Meghan stops and waves at the crowd as she shifts her hips to the right side. She makes her way down to ringside followed by her baby sister Tamika Strader. ]

Eric Emerson: "Meghan Nash STRADERRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!”

[At that Meghan turns it into a stride and slides under the bottom rope into the ring and jumps up to the top turnbuckle as she raises her fist in the air. She steps down, and awaits her opponent as Tamika takes a spot at the turnbuckle.]

*DING, DING*

Jumping the bell, MNS tries to catch Lazarus with an Jumping Arm Beaker, only for Lazarus to spryly dodge. In the corner, Lazarus unleashes a flurry of knees into MNS's stomach. A Roaring Elbow follows, almost crushing MNS in the corner. Lazarus quickly hoists MNS up and goes for a Running Ligerbomb.

Brian Rentfro: And right out of the gate, Lazarus is trying to put an end to this.

ONE…

TWO…

KICKOUT!!!

Corey lifts MNS up by her hair and fires back into the corner. Lazarus with a head of steam goes flying into the corner. Quickly Tamika yanks Meghan out of the way and Corey crash into the turnbuckle hard, shoulder first. Lazarus staggers out of the corner, holding his shoulder. Strader pauses for a moment before connecting with a dropkick to Corey’s shoulder.

Jon McDaniel: That was the break that MNS needed. And without a shoulder…Corey will have a hard time putting her down.

Brian Rentfro: Well WOW!!! Did you think of that all by yourself.

MNS flips Lazarus over with a Snap mare, before coming off the ropes and planting a hard kick to the injured shoulder. Corey grabs at his shoulder in pain while Strader flings herself into the ropes, scoring with a brutal elbow drop to the shoulder joint. Strader gets a few steps back as Tamika slams her fist on the mat. MNS goes for another running kick, but Frost hops up on the ring apron, causing Meghan to step in her tracks. Tamika hops on the ring apron herself and starts to yell at the ref to get Frost down. Lazarus get up and tries to use the distracted ref to get nail a roundhouse punch, but MNS gets drops to her knees and nails the “Don’t F%^$ With Me”.

Jon McDaniel: There goes that low blow yank…not gonna be a good night for Corey.

Brian Rentfro: It’s not over yet…Strader is giving the signal.

MNS hooks Corey up for the “My Friend of Misery”. As Frost is forced to hop off the apron, MNS drives Corey’s skull into the mat with her Pedigree. The ref quickly drops down for the count as Frost tries to scramble to stop it.

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!!!

MNS rolls off and outside of the ring as Frost slides through the ropes. He is stopped by the ref as The Cowgirls from Hell make their way up the rampway...

Hype vs Spyke and the Hoodie Ninjas

Singles Match?


Brian Rentfro: This should be interesting, shouldn't it?

Jon McDaniel: Reports suggest there are all five hundred hoodie ninjas in this arena tonight and they will be participating in this match.

Brian Rentfro: Hype will be slaughtered tonight folks, get ready to witness some serious ninja work.

Eric Emerson: Introducing first.

"Confusion" by New Order hits over the sound systems and Hype walks out slowly from behind the curtain in a long black robe and hood.

Eric Emerson: From Washington, D.C.... He weighs in at one hundred and seventy five pounds and stands in at exactly 6 feet tall.

Hype raises his arms as The Order of Chaos emblem flashes over the ADCTron and the fans all jump to their feet in salute and cheers. Hype throws the robe off and looks into the camera with his ghoulish face mask smiling back as he makes his way to ringside.

Eric Emerson: He is Hype!

The fans cheer loudly now as Hype slides into the ring and begins to stretch. Suddenly "Hoodie Ninjas" by MC Chris hits and from beneath the ring slide out ten hoodie ninjas and right into the ring.

DING DING DING

Brian Rentfro: Here we go!

Hype hits Ninja1 with a flying roundhouse kick sending him flying back over the top rope. Ninja2 comes rushing towards Hype with a flying lariat but Hype dodges it and Ninja2 knocks out Ninja3 as a result. Hype grabs Ninja2 from behind and reverse german suplexes him onto the canvas. Ninja4 and Ninja5 team up and start busting some karate poses but Hype launches himself into them with a double clothesline sending both of them over the top rope. Ninja6 and Ninja7 and Ninja8 jump Hype and begin throwing and landing a series of heavy strikes on Hype. Hype crumbles to the canvas trying to block these moves and then puts himself on his back, spinning around with his legs extended knocking all three of them in the balls and legs sending them stumbling away. They flip themselves accidentally over the top rope and hit the ground outside in pain. Ninja9 and Ninja10 are on opposite sides of the ring now, on the top ropes of their respective corners and they wait and watch as Hype gets to his feet. Both men fly off with missile dropkicks but Hype steps back and both ninjas knock each other to the canvas. Hype springboards himself off the top rope and hits an asai moonsault on both Ninja9 and Ninja10. He lifts both of them up by their necks and forcibly chucks them over the top rope to the thunderous cheers of the fans.

Brian Rentfro: Ten down, four hundred and ninety to go.

Jon McDaniel: Four hundred ninety one if you count Spyke Gein.

Hype stomps his foot on the canvas and salutes the entrance ramp Order of Chaos style as "Hoodie Ninjas" by MC Chris begins to play once more. Spyke Gein walks out from behind the curtains followed by 10 more Hoodie Ninjas. Spyke signals them to rush the ring and they do.

Brian Rentfro: Hype cannot keep this pace up, Jon. He's a friggin' burn victim for goodness sake.

Jon McDaniel: Hah you believe that.

Brian Rentfro: Huh?

Ninja11, Ninja12 and Ninja13 enter the ring first and Hype enters a muay thai kickboxing stance. Hype with a thrust kick to Ninja13's neck sends him right back over the top rope and onto the ground clutching his neck. Ninja11 with a roundhouse kick catches Hype in the back of his head and sends Hype stumbling forward as Ninja12 grabs him quickly and plants Hype down with a heavy DDT. Ninja14 and Ninja15 enter the ring quickly now and jump onto Hype and begin throwing a flurry of fists onto the back of his head. Hype overpowers them and throws one vicious elbow into the face of Ninja15 sending him stumbling back. Hype then lifts himself up with Ninja14 still on his back, mounted and punching him in the back of his head. Hype runs backwards into Ninja11 and Ninja12 sending them over the top rope along with Ninja14 and they all land on top of each other awkwardly and in pain. Ninja15 rushes forward but even with his back turned Hype senses it and sends his body forward sharply with his right leg extended and Ninja15 runs right into a backwards thrust kick, knocking him flat on his ass and he rolls out of the ring unable to continue. Ninja16 slides into the ring and as he gets up Hype superkicks him right back over the top rope and onto the outside of the ring. As Ninja17 enters the ring Hype's already bouncing off the far side ropes and comes flying towards Ninja17 taking him out with a missile dropkick of his own. Ninja18 tries grabbing Hype by his legs and sweeping him to the canvas from the outside and succeeds as Hype hits his back. But Hype counters quickly by kicking Hoodie Ninja18 in the face sending teeth out of his mouth along with him to the ground. Ninja19 meanwhile jumps onto the apron and then onto the top turnbuckle quickly as Hype remains downed and jumps off with a frog splash, but Hype both of his feet upwards and the impact of Ninja19's chest on Hype's extended feet send him flying back up and over the top rope. Ninja20 carefully slides into the ring as Ninja19 holds his chest in severe pain. Hype kicks the turnbuckle metal post and it "PINGS" revealing he is wearing steeltoe boots.

Jon McDaniel: Wow, steeltoe boots. Smart move there Hype.

Brian Rentfro: That guy will have serious trouble breathing for a while.

Ninja20 enters a kung fo pose as Hype places his right fist to the temple of his head and his left arm extends outwards. Ninja20 goes for a quick strike but Hype blocks it with his left arm and quickly sends his whole right side back and then forward, throwing out his right fist and landing hard on Ninja20 sending him back to the turnbuckle. Hype then rushes forward and flips forward and sends both his feet right into Ninja20's throat and the Ninja20 collapses choking and holding his throat. Hype kicks him a few times soccer style into his ribs and sends him out of the ring. Hype looks back to the entrance ramp trying to catch his breath as from the crowd and the entrance ramp Ninjas21-100 all converge. Spyke laughs atop the entrance ramp as Hype looks all around him and realizes he's completely surrounded.

Jon McDaniel: This isn't looking good, folks. Hype is facing a literal army of hoodie ninjas here and this is absolutely ridicilous. This is the most one sided match I've possibly ever seen.

Brian Rentfro: I know, Hype is actually merking these guys. It's pretty fun to watch no?

Hype reaches into his back pocket and grabs a small bottle of Axe deodorant and a lighter and steps back, raising both up. About thirty hoodie ninjas enter the ring and Hype ignites the Axe, using it as a flamethrower. They all stumble back and throw themselves over the top rope trying to put each other out as the crowd goes nuts. Thirty more try to enter and get burned the same way, scurrying around trying to put themselves out and fleeing ringside. Spyke rolls his eyes and sends the last 20 in but they all jump into the crowd and flee the arena. Hype throws the depleted axe deodorant away and stands still in the ring, stomping his foot and pointing at Spyke.

Brian Rentfro: Couldn't he have pinned any of these hoodie ninjas and won the match?

Jon McDaniel: I don't think he wants to pin a hoodie ninja though, Brian...

Hoodie Ninjas 101-200 appear now from all over the place as if hidden under rocks and from the entrance ramp. Hype looks around demoralized as the hoodie ninjas all reveal some sort of weaponry in their hands.

Jon McDaniel: Really? Steel chairs and 2x4's and all kinds of things these guys have. This is insanely disgusting.

Brian Rentfro: Why? Hype used a weapon, why can't they?

Jon McDaniel: Someone needs to stop this.

About fifty hoodie ninjas all converge on the ring as Hype moves himself into the center and raises his arms in the air. All we see is a sea of chair shots directed towards Hype as he drops himself to his knees. The hoodie ninjas begin taking turns whacking away at Hype, we think since we can't see him now as the crowd boos heavily. Suddenly the hoodie ninjas begin falling to the canvas and we see Hype with an upward chair shot to the crowd circling him sending them all back and to the canvas. Hype begins spinning himself with the chair, knocking them out one by one as they approach. Ninja145 swings his police knightstick at Hype's legs, cracking him in the knees and sending him to the canvas. Ninja184 goes for the pinfall cover.

1!

The ninjas begin throwing themselves onto Hype one by one in a huge pile.

2!!

THRE-KICK OUT!

Hype barely manages to get one shoulder up but he's pushed back down as they throw more and more of themselves on him.

1!

Hype struggles but cannot get himself free.

2!!

Hype can't move.

THRE-BREAK!

One of the hoodie ninjas begins kicking off all of the others in defense of Hype to the shock of the crowd. The others step back as Ninja200 helps Hype to his feet. They both begin attacking the others, quick strikes and elbows sending a few over the top rope and immobilized. Hype with his chair begins swinging wildly taking out crowds of the ninjas as Ninja200 does the same. As the ring clears out, Spyke Gein is livid atop the entrance ramp. Ninja200 removes his hood and hugs Hype immediately.

Brian Rentfro: It's Masakaz! But he's cut his hair and dyed it black again! This is so unfair.

Jon McDaniel: What?! No it's not! This is great! Masakazu is back! Masakazu is back! Do you hear these people?! They're going nuts!

The cousins Masakazu and Hype hug each other to the camera flashes and jubilant cheers of the crowd. Spyke looks around as the crowd chants heavily.

CROWD: ALL HAIL THE ORDER OF CHAOS! ALL HAIL THE ORDER OF CHAOS!

Masakazu throws two middle fingers up at Spyke that would make Kalis proud and both he and Hype stomp their feet, extending an Order of Chaos fascist salute to the leader of the hoodie ninjas. The crowd is all on their feet and cheering as Masakazu and Hype stand together in the middle of the ring as Hoodie Ninjas 201-300 begin flowing in at ringside.

Brian Rentfro: Are you starting to cry, Jon?!

Jon McDaniel: No no... It's just, you know? This is such a beautiful thing to see. Get'em boys! Get'em good!

Hype and Masakazu stand back to back as the hoodie ninjas rush the ring. Thrust kicks send a number back over the top rope at first. Hype grabs Masakazu's arm and they both spin each other in a circle and as the crowd of hoodie ninjas encircles them they both lift their feet of the canvas and do a 360 spin in air with both their feet extended sending the hoodie ninjas out of the ring by the dozens. They hit the canvas and grab some weapons left behind by previous hoodie ninjas. Hype grabs a steel chair and Masakazu grabs some nunchucks as both men get to their feet. They keep on coming and Hype throws a group of them the steel chair and then launches himself forward with a body splash onto about five of them. Hype with the chair again then just throws it wildly hitting everyone around him. Masakazu begins dancing with his feet back and forth spinning the nunchucks around in his hands as a number of hoodie ninjas approach him. Out of nowhere he unleashes several devastating strikes on the hoodie ninjas around him knocking them all back and out of the ring. At this point Hype and Masakazu stand alone once more in the ring with a number of hoodie ninjas fleeing the area. Spyke Gein begins wrapping his right leg in barbed wire atop the entrance ramp, unamused by the cowardice of some of the ninjas.

Jon McDaniel: One week ago these two almost killed each other at Out of Control. One week later, to the day, they're fighting an army together.

Brian Rentfro: Oh how heroic! Sheesh.

Spyke yells at them in the ring as from the entrance, from the surrounding stage set and from the crowd the remaining two hundred hoodie ninjas show up. Masakazu and Hype look at each other with reservation but "Journey Man" by Korkplikaani begins to play over the sound systems and the crowd is back on their feet. Spyke and the ninjas look all around but from the arena roof Jethro Hayes is being lowered into the ring and the fans go insane with cheers, thrashing their heads and screaming. Hayes raises his hands as the Southern Hero's feet touch the canvas of the ring and he unstraps himself from the lowering mechanism. Hype backs up as Masakazu and Jethro Hayes stare each other down. Masakazu lowers his head then looks back up and extends his hand. Hayes smiles and they shake hands, and then embrace in a brotherly hug to the cheers of the crowd. Hype steps back and crosses his arms, nodding approvingly. They all share a group hug afterwards and then turn their attention to the 200 hoodie ninjas surrounding them. Hype and Masakazu stomp their feet on the canvas and salute, Order of Chaos fashion as Jethro Hayes motions them, daring them to enter the ring. Back to back to back they stand in the center of the ring now as they stare the 200 ninjas and Spyke Gein down.

Brian Rentfro: Oh yeah, destroy them oh glorious hoodie ninjas!

Jon McDaniel: Hype, Masakazu and Hayes baby. This is a beautiful sight. Get'em boys!

Spyke motions the hoodie ninjas to charge and they do so. A group of ten slide in together from all sides and Hype throws himself towards them, body splashing them and knocking them down. Hayes runs through a group of five by himself like a raging bull, clothesling the group over the top rope with both his arms stretched out. They don't stop coming and Masakazu with his nunchucks spins his body through the air, whacking a number of hoodie ninjas as he does so. Masakazu does a scissors kick taking out two unlucky hoodie ninjas while Hayes chokeslams two, one in each hand onto the canvas. Hype jumps up onto the top rope and starts running across it with a chair in hand whacking away hoodie ninjas as they try to enter the ring before doing a suicide plancha onto the outside of the ring right into a group of them with the chair ahead of him as he does so. Masakazu flips over a bent over Hayes and lands on hoodie ninja456 and hurricanranas him into the corner as Hayes lifts up hoodie ninja 389 from the canvas and powerbombs him onto the outside of the ring. Spyke looks on with agitation at the action in the ring.

Brian Rentfro: Gah! Can't these guys take care of three little peasants!?

Jon McDaniel: Not even five hundred hoodie ninjas can hold them down, Brian.

As the last 50 hoodie ninjas look on they seperate into two groups outside of the ring and bow down as "Monkey Man" by Melt Banana begins to play over the sound systems. Hype looks to Hayes and Masakazu and both of them exit the ring, taking sides against 25 hoodie ninjas each. Spyke walks past the bowing ninjas and slides into the ring as Hype chucks aside the chair and kicks out the weapons from inside the ring.

Jon McDaniel: This is epic!

Brian Rentfro: You were complaining about ten minutes ago on how unfair this was.

Jon McDaniel: That was before Hayes and Masakazu showed up to even the odds.

Hype and Spyke begin circling the ring as Masakazu and Hayes take out the remaining hoodie ninjas outside of the ring. Spyke with a flying headbutt lands cleanly on Hype who responds immediately with a headbutt of his own but before he can get into the motions of his finisher Spyke with a mule kick knocks him down. Hype can't take a moment to collect himself as Spyke begins stomping down on him immediately. As Masakazu and Hayes knock out the last hoodie ninjas they look back into the ring but back away. Spyke picks Hype up and plants him down with a northern lights suplex. As Hype gets back to his feet Spyke attempts the Norris on him. But Hype raises his left arm and blocks it quickly, which sends his body spinning from the strength of the kick. Hype spins right back and grabs ahold of Spyke and lifts him quickly, spinning him around and nailing Dead Zone in the middle of the ring. Hype hooks the leg quickly.

1!

2!!

3!!!

DING DING DING

Eric Emerson: The winner of this match, HYPE!

Hype collapses to the canvas after Dwayne Cross raises his arm as Spyke rolls out of the ring in disbelief. Spyke and the remaining battered and beat up hoodie ninjas leave the area as Hayes and Masakazu slide into the ring to check up on Hype.

Jon McDaniel: What an incredible victory. Just amazing.

Brian Rentfro: Sit down and stop clapping, people might think you've got problems.

Jon McDaniel: Nope. Not this time Brian.

Masakazu and Jethro Hayes raise Hype's arms in the air as they help him stand while "Confusion" by New Order plays over the sound systems. Hype hugs his cousin Masakazu and Hayes applauds along with the entire arena as the crowd chants Hype's name. Hype and Masakazu stomp their feet on the ground and salute the crowd Order of Chaos style one more time with Jethro Hayes standing behind them and nodding approvingly.

Brian Rentfro: This is sick and disgusting. Hype wins this, Masakazu has betrayed his Master Engel and Hayes thinks he's some kind of big boss here. Sickening.

Jon McDaniel: Only to you and Spyke Gein think so.

Hype leans back against his locker room stall as he stares across the room at Masakazu.

Masakazu: I hope we can put all of our past differences aside and reconcile...

Hype nods.

Hype: You've already been forgiven.

Hype straightens himself out and clears his throat, although with the voice distortion device he uses it sounds awfully worse than it is.

Hype: So tell me... What freed you from Engel's control? Was it seeing my face beneath this mask or me almost breaking your neck after the match?

Masakazu smirks and steps forward a bit.

Masakazu: Probably a bit of both. I was... Surprised. Both by your face and by what you did to me after the match.

Hype: You needed to be straight, Mas. That's all.

Hype moves a bit closer as well.

Hype: Soon everyone will feel what you did when you looked upon my face.

Masakazu crosses his arms and smirks.

Masakazu: Haven't they already seen it?

Hype: Technically, yes. At varying points they have. My plan will come to fruition. Everything was written long ago, wasn't it?

Hype laughs.

Hype: That's what your father always says.

Masakazu shakes his head and smiles.

Masakazu: Yes. Yes he did.

Hype turns around and opens his locker. He pulls out a suit, or a uniform?

Masakazu: Is that what I think it is?

Hype: Indeed.

Hype shows it clearly now to the camera and it appears to be some form of a white ninja outfit.

Hype: The PWA has seen the fun and stupid aspect. They have witnessed the joker yet focused aspect. And now they've met the psychotic aspect... But this...

Hype pulls the outfit over himself and nods his head with a tilt to the right.

Hype: They will witness the warrior aspect.

Masakazu laughs as Hype puts the outfit down.

Masakazu: What? You're going to change your appearance every week now?

Hype shrugs it off.

Hype: Perhaps. But after devouring five hundred dark ninjas, the White Ninja shall reign supreme over the PWA. Big things are happening young Masakazu-san, and I hope you're ready for them.

Hype's tone seems serious as he gazes towards Masakazu.

Hype: You have much to do to atone for your transgressions against The Order. You owe it to Starr, Danielson and Hayes. Especially to your father, Masakazu. He's been a mess and his suspension is a direct result of your betrayl. It sent him off the deep end.

Masakazu nods tepidly.

Masakazu: I can see that... But what about you?

Hype: I gave you a hell of a concussion, Masakazu. Luckily that was all I gave you.

Masakazu: He gave you the order, didn't he? To try to eliminate me?

Hype shakes his head and places his hands on Masakazu's shoulders.

Hype: No, Masakazu-san. He gave me the order to destroy what you'd become in order to save you. Happy to say, mission accomplished.

Masakazu nods and we fade away....

We cut back to Lisa’s office again, catching her in the act of pacing, tidying papers and generally doing anything else but noticing the belt on her floor. Of course we’re seeing all this from behind, just over the shoulder of Riona Langly, currently storming the room. Lisa sees her coming and doesn’t seem too surprised.

Lisa Seldon: Why if it isn’t Riona, possibly my least favourite person ever, coming to me now at my lowest point, when I don’t want to see anyone at all. I’d ask what I could have possibly have done to deserve this, but believe me I’m already well aware.

Her condescending tone does little to lighten the mood. Nor does her smile, which she offers freely yet gets nothing in return. The silence is less than comfortable, though not so much as what comes after, as Riona reels back and decks Lisa across the face, almost sending her back over her desk. To her credit though Lisa takes it well, slowly bringing herself back around and then smiling all the same. Once more is it actually looks genuine for a change, even if just a little dark. Her voice meanwhile is smouldering.

Lisa Seldon: Hit me again you vile little cunt.

She’s practically begging, but Riona stands her ground.

Riona Langly: So you think now that you’re in charge you can just screw over whoever you like.

Lisa Seldon: I guess.

She follows it with a little shrug that does everything but calm Riona down.

Riona Langly: What right do you think you have treating her like this?

Lisa Seldon: What, you think I’m having fun with this? You think I wanted to turn up tonight and rip out my best friend’s heart like that?

Lisa scoffs at her last remark.

Lisa Seldon: Let me just break this night down for you. I just took away the one thing my best friend happened to care about and then told her she couldn’t have it back until the doctors told her she was ready, God knowing whenever that could be. She then insinuated that I did it to save face and not have to deal with people calling me bias, and then stormed off. Probably back to yours to bitch about what a horrible person I am, and I can’t say I blame her.

She shakes her head for what little it’s worth.

Lisa Seldon: But if you think I enjoyed that, then you’re stupider than even I thought possible.

Riona pulls her nose to nose and Lisa does nothing to fight it.

Riona Langly: This isn’t about you though, it’s about what’s right by her, and this wasn’t your decision to make.

It’s enough to finally raise her ire, and Lisa pushes her back.

Lisa Seldon: It was the right decision to make. I’ve watched countless people work themselves to the bone for this sport and then die out way before they’re ready, and I wont let her go down that path. And I hope that she’ll get that soon enough, but either way at least I’ll know I did what was right by her.

It’s still not enough for Riona, who tenses a fist into pure white knuckle.

Lisa Seldon: It wasn’t nice, but I made the right choice, and while I don’t expect her to see that right now I figured you’d know better, but I guess I was wrong. So if that was all you’ve got then you might as well just walk away.

Riona tenses again… but lets it go.

Riona Langly: Fine, but maybe next time you want to make an important decision in her career, you run it by her first; you arrogant, self-righteous, self-centred bitch.

Riona ditches the scene before it gets any worse. We decide it’s best to do the same.

Blake Witcroft vs Cody Bogard vs Xan Vaxman

Non-Title Triple Threat Match


Eric Emerson: This next match is scheduled for one fall and will be contested under Triple Threat rules.

This alone gets a cheer before Emerson moves on.

Eric Emerson: Introducing first…

The arena goes silent as Xan Vaxman comes out of the curtain to no pyro, no special lighting, just a iPod strapped to his arm and a pair of ear-buds in.

As he makes his way down to the ring he mocks the live audience for not being able to hear his entrance music touting that they don't deserve to hear how awesome it is.

Eric Emerson: Hailing from Parts Unknown and weighing in at two-hundred and twenty two pounds. He is "The Original" XAN VAXMAN!"

He climbs up the steps and into the ring before turning his iPod off and handing it to a ringside official along with his ear-buds and arm strap.

Jon McDaniel: What a cocky –

Eric Emerson: and his opponent…

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

A figure emerges from the smoke, standing while looking at the fans as he stands in the shadows. The figure is seen as strobe lights go off to reveal Cody Bogard with a black towel draped over his head, obscuring his face. Cody makes his way to the ring.

Eric Emerson: From San Mateo, California and weighing in at two hundred, ten pounds…

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

Eric Emerson: The Crisis Agenet… CODY BOGARD!

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

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

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

Cody jumps from the turnbuckle as he slowly raises his hand over his head, grabbing hold of the towel and quickly swiping it off, revealing his face.

Eric Emerson: and lastly…

The opening riff hits the P.A. System as Blake Witcroft step out from behind the curtain in his brilliantly tailored suit. With his arms out stretched he taunts the crowd flipping the bird to the audience closest to the stage.

I love the way that your heart breaks
with every injustice and deadly fate
Praying it all be new
and living like it all depends on you

Blake shakes his head as he walks down the ramp not allowing the fans to touch him pointing towards himself while saying words inaudible to the fans around him.

Eric Emerson: From Darlington England… weighing in at two hundred, fifty pounds…

Here you are down on your knees again
trying to find air to breathe again
And only surrender will help you now
I love you please see and believe again

Eric Emerson: He is the current reigning Grizzly Beer Champion… He is… BLAKE WITCROFT!

As he steps onto the matting around the ring at which point he looks around at the fans bends his elbows and nods his head vigorously before, walking up the steps and taking a few steps on the apron before turning quickly and thrusting his arms out to his side leaning against the ropes.

I love that you’re never satisfied
with face value wisdom and happy lies
you take what they say and go back and cry
you’re so close to me that you nearly died

Blake stepped through the middle and top rope and entering the ring and walking around in a large circle before taking off his sports coat and dress shirt and stretching out before his match as he waited for his opponent.

Here you are down on your knees again
trying to find air to breathe again
And only surrender will help you now
I love you please see and believe again

The action kicks off as Vaxman immediately pounces on Blake at the bell, getting on top of him and wailing away with punches. Cody lets it go for a while but eventually his enthusiasm gets the better of him and Cody takes Vaxman up into the air with a German Suplex, pulling him off of Blake before driving him into the mat. The fans are in shock as the referee makes the count.


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2

Jon McDaniel: Blake sweeps out Bogard’s leg, but what an opening for these three men.

Blake gets himself together and works back to his feet, where he walks right into a Roundhouse kick to the chest from Bogard. The force of the blow puts Blake on a knee and gives Bogard another open target. The second shot hits just as hard and puts him down on all fours, but the third shot misses the mark as Bogard aims for a Hook Kick at the back of the head but finds nothing but the mat as Blake ducks out of the way. Blake then gets to his feet and blasts him in the back of the head with a European Uppercut.

Brian Rentfro: I believe where he’s from, that’s just an Uppercut.

Jon McDaniel: Actually no, they call it a European Uppercut there too.

Brian Rentfro: Spoilsport.

Bogard stumbles forward but lashes back with a Sweeping right kick that catches Witcroft in the gut. Blake goes back but gets his wits about him just in time to dodge a high front kick from Bogard – not to mention one from the back from Vaxman, leading to both of them crushing each other with running Yakuzas. The two look stunned but that passes quickly when they begin unloading on each other with right hands. Vaxman looks to be getting the better of the exchange, forcing Cody to go low with a Legsweep that puts him on the mat. Cody then goes for a big Roundhouse Kick but catches nothing again, bringing him a full 180 degrees and right into the clutches of Blake, who gets a hold of his leg and head. The fans go wild as they know what’s coming next.

Brian Rentfro: Hooligan Buster!

With Bogard off his base, Blake is easily able to get him off the ground, but this leaves him wide open for Vaxman, who brings all three men to the floor with a Spear through the Champion. The crowd are starting to get into it now.

Jon McDaniel: He’s not the most technical fighter in the world but he’s shown already that he can get the job done when needed.

Brian Rentfro: He’s going to have to show just a little bit more than that if he wants to make good on his claim to the Grizzly Beer title.

With both his opponents down, Vaxman makes a point of going after the champion once more, starting off by tagging him with a few right hands before eventually working him to his feet and into the corner where he softens him up with a few more. Vaxman then goes for an Irish-Whip, but Witcroft grounds himself and the pulls Vaxman into a back elbow. Xan looks dizzy and Blake punishes him for it with a few body blows and then a right cross to put him back into the ropes. The referee tries to break it up but Blake pushes him aside and then goes to town with rights and lefts.

Jon McDaniel: Blake has to be careful pushing around the official.

Brian Rentfro: Guess with the title not on the line he isn’t really worried about losing.

Blake grinds a forearm into Xan’s face before sending him to the opposite buckles… or at least attempting too as Cody runs in and annihilates Xan on the whip. Blake seems almost stunned as Xan crumples in his hands, but he keeps his wits about him and manages to get his arm up to stop a big high kick from Cody. Blake then sweeps out the mans free leg and tries to get on him, but Cody manages to roll onto his front and get his legs up to push Blake into the ropes. There’s a tactical pause then as both men hold onto a clinch while they decide what to do next, but the referee breaks the dead lock himself, allowing Bogard to catch the champ with a sweet elbow as they are pulled apart.

Jon McDaniel: Cody just tagged him with that elbow there.

Brian Rentfro: and the champ is not going to like that.

Blake takes a moment to look Bogard up and down, before pouncing on him with a flurry of punches. Unfortunately, Cody Bogard is probably one of the people you don’t want to give a chance to counterstrike, and he parries a few shots before catching Blake with a right hand. On the other hand the Brit seems to have a strong chin on him, and as Bogard tries to swarm he finds Blake swinging him around and sending him to the ropes. Bogard’s balance gives up on him as he rebounds from the ropes and into a few body blows.

Jon McDaniel: Both men taking it too each other with hard hits back and forth.

Brian Rentfro: Problem is they seem to have forgotten there’s a third man, and they’re going to end up punching themselves out.

Bogard weathers the storm and then sticks him with an elbow where he can to create some distance. This allows Cody to work some kicks, whipping one right by Blake’s ear with every intention to taking home his skull. For Blake’s sake it gets nothing though, allowing the champion to reel him into a Glasgow kiss, which he hits expertly, despite his obvious geographical ineptitude.

Jon McDaniel: A big headbutt from Blake, which is really starting to become the norm from him.

Brian Rentfro: Well that seems likely; the English invented the Headbutt after all.

Jon McDaniel: I guess I’m going to have to take your word for that.

Once more Blake ties Cody up for the Fisherman Buster, but despite the shooting pain between his eyes, Bogard manages to hold his ground. And it doesn’t get any better for Blake as Vaxman makes his return and softens him up with a Double Axe-Handle smash. A second one then puts the champion down and gives Xan room to land a few stiff toe-pokes about the ribs. The champ curls up but Vax has his way with him for a few shots more before turning back to Cody. Unfortunately for Vax he turns around into a looping right hook that instantly puts him on the back foot.

Jon McDaniel: Xan Vaxman gets down one man, only to be instantly confronted by the next.

Brian Rentfro: That’s the thing about these matches, there’s no letting up.

Cody wails on him with a few strikes each way before blasting him in the side of the head with a massive Roundhouse. Vaxman appears dazed for the moment and Cody picks this opportunity to launch himself to the ropes. Vaxman isn’t quite as hurt as he appears though, and as Cody returns Vaxman steps forward, catching his man up in both arms and then bringing him down hard with an Atomic Drop, right onto that exposed knee brace.

Brian Rentfro: Xan Vaxman goes for the Rule Breaker... and I’m betting Cody really wishes he didn’t.

Jon McDaniel: Couldn’t think of any better name for it.

Cody looks a little paler than usual as he goes to his knees, but Blake denies Xan a chance to capitalise as he comes in from the side and blasts his mark with a hard right forearm. Xan goes limp, allowing Blake to bundle him through the ropes and out onto the floor, where he lands with a sickly sounding thud. Blake then turns his attention to Bogard, and instantly snaps him up for the finish.

Brian Rentfro: The Hooligan buster again, and this time he nails it!

Jon McDaniel: A high vertical drop on that move and Cody goes flat.

Cody is out as Blake rolls over him for the pin.


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3

Xan makes the sweep just a little too late, and the referee is on to the bell before he can even make a complaint. Blake rises up into a hail of boos while the referee reaches for his hand.

Eric Emerson: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner… your PWA Grizzly Beer Champion… BLAKE WITCROFT!

Blake lets the referee hold his arm up for just a second before he pulls away, getting onto his belt and then quickly ditching the ring, leaving his fallen opponent and Grizzly Beer hopeful far behind. He shares a last look with Xan, then a harsh smile before he passes through the curtain. We then linger on a shot Vaxman, looking utterly bemused.

Jon McDaniel: A hard fought match all-round, but once more our elusive champion picks his spot perfectly and comes away with another big win.

Brian Rentfro: Looks like he’s left one potential challenger a little less than impressed. I doubt this is over between the two.

Vaxman scowls for a last time before we cut away.

Making Your Mark


Deception '10

There is a little fan fare as Fear of Dying kicks up on the speakers, announcing the arrival of Lisa Seldon to a hail of cheers. Following her actions tonight though, it’s not the full on reaction she normally merits, but she welcomes it with a smile and lets them have their say before she takes up the microphone.

Lisa Seldon: So I figured we had some time to kill, what with a particular pre-arranged speaking piece from a certain roster member going a miss. Seems with all his talk about turning up to stake his claim to the World Title, Shadow Starr forgot to actually show up and do it, adding extra strength the theory that he really is just a moron, even by the standards of the people who operate in a sport where getting your skull bashed in with a chair can be the highlight of a night.

There are a few sniggers each way.

Lisa Seldon: Of course this creates a rather unfortunate situation, as I wanted to be out here to tell him in person that as things stand now, he’s got fuck all chance at a world title shot until he does something to deserve it.

She paces to the edge of the ramp and casts a look out at nowhere in particular. It all seems a little forced from her tonight.

Lisa Seldon: On that note though, he’s welcome to try, and he’ll be given his chance at our upcoming pay per view event when he takes on… whoever I like in some kind of number one contenders match.

This gets a little cheer from various sects of the fans. Lisa however just runs right through it, doing her best to get this over with as quickly as possible.

Lisa Seldon: As for the title itself, well, I’m sure you all saw what went down earlier between me and Laura.

The mood in the audience turns yet again.

Lisa Seldon: Now I know this won’t be a popular decision for anyone, but I had to do what’s best by my employee, trainee and friend and for that I hope you’ll forgive me. I also give you my word, just as I did to her, that she will be returned to the title picture as soon as she’s healthy.

A few if not all the fans seem happy enough with this decision… though there are probably just a fair few of them who didn’t like her anyway.

Lisa Seldon: As for the title itself? Well, that’s still kind of up in the air. What I can guarantee you is that, by the time our next pay per view is over you will have a new challenger, and one of the people fighting for that honour will be none other than…

She sucks hard on her breath, struggling just to say the name.

Lisa Seldon: Riona Langly.

Who earns a generous pop, much to Lisa’s dismay, who still lives in a world where there is no one less popular.

Lisa Seldon: Which in turn means that next week, Riona will be defending her belt against none other than Deacon Frost! A man who has taken her to the limit twice before in the PWA already. Only this time there will be no disqualifications and no count outs to hold them back.

The fans go for it again, so easily placated.

Lisa Seldon: As for the other challenger? Well…

Lisa has a little think on the spot and then shrugs her shoulders.

Lisa Seldon: Let’s just say I haven’t made up my mind. It’s still up in the air, which should be a wake up call to everyone in the back. The title us up for grabs people, and it’s time to impress me!

Some jazz hands for effect and a wild cheer through the audience.

Lisa Seldon: For now though I’ve taken up enough of your time, and so it’s time to get to your next match.

She does a little bow and then departs from the scene.

Riona Langly vs Jacob Collins

Non-Title


As "Cells" by The Servant begins over the arena speakers, Jacob Collins walks out to the stage, a concentrated look on his face. Attired in a standard black spandex wrestling outfit, he moves at a brisk pace to the ring, high fiving the kids on each side of the entrance way. Once he reaches the ring, he climbs the stairs and steps through the ropes, hopping back and forth to loosen up.

### 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, Viktor Stone, Matthew Engel, Raizzor, and Marxx...

### 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, the Intercontinental Championship flinging out in her left arm, 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, slinging the title onto her shoulder.

Eric Eric Emerson: Introducing next, the champion... she comes to us from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania! She weighed in this morning at 140 pounds, and stands at five foot nine inches. She is the PWA Intercontinental Champion…

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

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

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

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

Riona dead leaps herself onto the ring apron and into the ring, stomping over to the nearest corner.

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

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

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

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

Ding Ding

Riona and Jacob step forward, Jacob looking a little tense as Riona looks super-relaxed. Jacob seems to soften his stance a bit at Riona's unnerving calm, which costs him as she flies into him with a right hand that sends him into the mat. Dragging him to his feet, Riona unloads with a knife-edge chop that sends Collins staggering backwards into the ropes. Irish whip sends Collins into the ropes, he rebounds right into Riona's arms as she drags him to the mat with a textbook Japanese arm-drag, which Riona retains a hold onto before suddenly firing off elbows to Jacob's temple. Jacob quickly lashes his foot out and catches the ropes with his toe, causing the ref to start counting, but Riona doesn't seem to care as she keeps driving her elbow into Jacob's head... She stops at the count of four and stands up, staring the ref down before screaming "I HAVE TILL FIVE!" which gets a cheer from some in the crowd. Pulling Jacob away from the ropes and to his feet, Riona unloads with another chop which causes even the ref to wince in pain. Continuing, Riona slams another stinging chop to his chest, but this time Jacob catches her arm and twists into a wristlock before slamming a knee into her midsection. Riona doubles over and Jacob drives her into the mat with a DDT. Jacob is breathing heavily, holding at his stinging chest.

Jon McDaniel: Desperate counter from Jacob here.

Brian Rentfro: Riona looks pissed tonight, he's not going to last much longer.

Jacob regains his senses and brings down an elbow onto Riona's back. Up again, he drops a knee into her back before pulling her back up. Irish whip into the corner, he charges in with a clothesline, but Riona rolls out of the way and Jacob slams into the corner face first. Getting to her feet, Langly sees a moment and leaps onto Jacob's back, driving him back into the corner. Riona rears back and rains down stiff elbow and forearm shots rocking Jacob's head in the corner. Riona with a reverse monkey flip sends Collins out to center ring. Getting to her feet and seeing Collins on his knees Riona charges out of the corner and drives a Reebok right into Collins' face, sending him rolling backwards. Riona pulls him back up and hits an elbow to the mouth which causes him to grunt out in pain. Riona sets him up for a vertical suplex, but Collins manages to counter with a Northern Lights instead. He bridges for the pin.

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Riona kicks out, and is up to her knees, then her feet with the quickness of a cheetah.

Brian Rentfro: Oh boy, Jacob is totally dead here.

Jon McDaniel: Yeah, Riona does NOT look happy at all.

Riona winds up as Jacob gets to his feet... ROARING EL-Jacob ducks and pulls her down into a reverse DDT! He gets to her feet and spins around looking excited as he rebounds off the ropes and sends Riona right out of the ring with a baseball slide! Riona quickly gets to her feet as Jacob pulls the ropes back and springs over the top with a cross-body! Riona's head hits the back of the guardrail as the crowd seems to get behind the former TV Champion.

Jon McDaniel: Jacob Collins is taking it HARD to the former World's Champion.

Brian Rentfro: No, wait until Riona gets control again, then you're going to see someone take it hard...

Jacob up as the referee's count reaches one. He attempts to whip Riona towards the ring post, but she counters sending him shoulder first into the steps causing them to sepearate. Riona hops up onto the apron, charging and diving off with a flying knee that smacks Jacob right in the side of the head! Jacob collapses to the floor, but Riona shows him no mercy as she pulls him to his feet, only to ram his face into the apron.

Brian Rentfro: And Riona regains the advantage with a sick shot to the skull... Nice work!

Jon McDaniel: She is going to seriously injure someone with these assaults soon enough...

Riona goes to slam his face a second time but Jacob blocks and drives Riona's face into the apron instead! She bounces back, holding at her mouth with a look of shock on her face. Jacob with a side kick into her ribs sends her stumbling away. Jacob leaps to the bottom section of the steps, jumping up and driving Riona into the floor with a HURRICANRANA! The referee's count is up to seven and Jacob rolls Riona into the ring, breaking the count. Collins slides into the ring and looks to the crowd, getting them into this contest even more so. Riona is up to her knees, showing the fire burning in her eyes. Jacob is holding to the top rope as Riona gets up and lunges at him. Jacob delivers a kick to her side, then another to her midsection which staggers her backwards. Jacob flips over the top rope with a sunset flip attempt. Riona rolls through the flip and KICKS COLLINS' HEAD OFF! She goes for the cover...

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Jacob rolls a shoulder off as Riona rolls to her feet. Seeing Jacob on his knees, Langly slams a knee into his jaw. Collins quickly throws a hand up to prevent a second blow. Riona spins around and slams a boot to the side of his face that sends him stumbling away. Rolling to his feet, Collins is caught off guard as Riona springboards off the top and grabs his head, driving him down into the mat with the WHIPLASH! Riona rolls him over and hooks a leg for the cover...

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Thr-- Jacob gets a shoulder up, Riona helps him back up to his feet with a handful of hair.

Jon McDaniel: Collins will not quit.

Brian Rentfro: He's not going to get a chance to quit when Riona knocks him out...

Riona with an elbow to Jacob's jaw and follows with a knee into his ribs. Langly pulls Jacob to his feet and grabs a wristlock, stretches him out with her legs and... ELBOWS! Riona drives elbow after elbow into the side of Jacob's head as the ref asks Collins if he wants to give. Barely shaking his head, Riona stops driving the elbows into his skull and waits for him to get to his feet. The crowd starts to make noise as Riona bounces up and down, screaming at Jacob as he wobbily gets up... ROARING ELBO-Collins ducks and rolls Riona up for the cover!!!

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Thre--

Riona with a shoulder up!

Jon McDaniel: Nice counter to Riona's deadly elbow strike there!

Brian Rentfro: Collins is just delaying the enivitable here.

Jacob up to a vertical base, Riona back up to a kneeling position he goes for a knee to her temple. Riona ducks under but Jacob plants that foot, spinning opposite direction to slam the heel of his boot right into her jaw laying her out on the canvas.

Jon McDaniel: Riona counters and Jacob counters her counter.

Brian Rentfro: That is scintillating commentary there Jon.

Collins off the ropes, springboard back flip onto Riona, he stays for the cover.

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Riona kicks out with authority! She gets to her knees and the look on her face could kill...

Brian Rentfro: Oh yeah, Jacob's dead.

Jon McDaniel: I do NOT like the look in her eyes right now.

Jacob with a swift kick to her ribs sends her rolling onto the apron and another sends her onto the floor. Jacob launches himself over the top rope with another crossbody but Riona manages to catch him! Riona slings him over her head with an over the shoulder release that sends the back of Jacob's skull into the railing. Riona drops to one knee, gasping for a breath quickly at her feat of strength. She pulls herself onto the ring apron as Scott Swindell counts one. Riona pulls herself onto the apron. Jacob is stirring a bit, getting to his feet as Riona springs off the top rope with a picture perfect Asai Moonsault! Riona lifts Jacob up before driving a knee to his kidneys and sliding him into the ring. Rolling in herself, Riona drags Collins to his feet and doubles him off with a knee to the gut.

Jon McDaniel: Reverse facelock backbreaker from Langly has Collins down.

Brian Rentfro: And he's going to be totally out of it in just a minute...

Riona makes the cover.

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Thr

Jacob kicks out and Riona slaps the mat a bit in fustration. Swindell holds up two fingers as Riona again pulls Jacob up. Collins with a fist to her midsection pushes the air out of her lungs in a whoosh. Jacob lifts her up quickly, dropping her midsection first over his knee, the rest of her air being driven out of her. Jacob lifts her up and hits her with a Tiger Suplex! He makes the cover, hooking both legs.

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Thr

Riona kicks out once again, and Collins seems to take it in stride, pulling Riona to her feet. He goes to Irish whip her into the ropes, but Riona reverses and follows him... Collins hits the corner back first, Riona with a Yakuza Kick right to the face! Collins almost falls to the mat, but Riona grabs him and pulls him into a front-facelock before spinning into a hangman's noose position... Riona lets go and spins... ROARING ELBOW TO THE BACK OF THE SKULL! Collins collapses and Riona goes for the pinfal...

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THREE!

***DING DING DING***

Eric Emerson: The winner of this match, the PWA Intercontinental Champion... Riona Langly!

Riona gets to her feet and looks down on Jacob Collins... She nods at him, giving a small sign of her appriciation as she's handed the Intercontinental title belt. Holding it high, she mouths off to the camera... "Next Week Deacon, Next Week..."

Jon McDaniel: And Riona sending a message to Deacon Frost, and it's a strong one.

Brian Rentfro: Oh, I can't wait. On one side of the ring, a violent psychopath, and on the other, Deacon Frost! It's going to be great!

Riona rolls out of the ring and heads up the ramp, slapping a few outstretched hands as Scott Swindell begins helping Jacob to his feet, and we head to commercial.

Matt Stone vs Joshua Danielson

TV Title Match


Eric Emerson: This next match is scheduled for one fall and is for the PWA TELEVISION TITLE!

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

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

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

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

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

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

he 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.

Brian Rentfro: Both competitors look hungry tonight.

Jon McDaniel: There’s a lot riding on this match. For Stone it’s a chance at redemption, putting him back on the path the world title, which he felt should already have been his. On the other hand, Danielson is two for two in defenses and with just one more he’ll be perfectly within his right to challenge for that very belt himself.

Brian Rentfro: With the stakes this high, you can bet neither man is going to be taking this match easy.

Eric Emerson: Ladies and gentlemen, introducing first to my right, the challenger. He is a native of Ottawa, Ontario Canada and weighed in today at one hundred-ninety pounds. This man is also a former two time Grizzly Beer Champion as well as a former PWA Television Champion and the 2009 wrestler of the year. Ladies and gentlemen, this is… MATT… STONE!

And Matt steps forward into an entirely expected hail of boos.

Eric Emerson: and his opponent to the corner to my left. From Des Moines, Iowa and weighing in at one hundred, ninety-eight pounds… he is the current reigning and defending PWA Television Champion… he is… JOSHUA… DANIELSON!

He steps forward with a hand in the air, earning a much more appreciate cheer from the fans and a mocking slow clap from his opponent. The two then go back to their corners to wait for the bell.

Jon McDaniel: and here we go.

The bell sounds as the two make out for the centre of the ring in decreasing circles. Danielson reaches for a hand and gets it, but Stone immediately turns 'round him and and into a Waistlock. Danielson tries to lower his base, but Stone simply sweeps out his leg and puts him on his back. Stone then goes over and ends up on Danielson's back as he tries to scramble up. Stone then seems content to hold the position and play the crowd a little, while holding Danielson's head down with one hand.

Jon McDaniel: Stone looking a little cocky in the outset.

Brian Rentfro: I think he’s just trying to get him riled up more than anything.

Danielson starts to get free and puts down a knee, forcing Stone to swing round into a Front Facelock. It gets him just a seconds more advantage though as Danielson breaks his grip and then comes around him into a Hammerlock. The two of them then push to their feet with Danielson keeping the hold, but Stone uses the change up to break out, swinging under Danielson's grip and turning the move around into a Wrist Lock.

Jon McDaniel: Both men jockey for position but Matt Stone is still holding his lead.

Stone keeps Danielson at arm's length and cranks every time he tries to break out. Danielson however pushes him to the ropes, and then drops low on the bounce to throw Stone off with an Armdrag. Stone then runs back into a second Armdrag and decides to drop to the floor, but Danielson is on him and quickly hops down for a Baseball Slide, only for Stone to step up and catch his legs. Stone then whips him around, bringing Danielson forward facing and then opening up on him with a hard European Uppercut.

Jon McDaniel: And the former Grizzly Bear Champion buries that shot.

Brian Rentfro: Some lucky fan is going home with some souvenir teeth tonight.

Danielson falls back to the ring, giving Stone some space to get back up himself. Stone only gets as far as the apron though before Danielson comes in low and gets caught with a knee. Stone then springs over into a Sunset Flip, only for Danielson to catch his legs and rise up, catching Stone on his back. The former GB champion finds himself with nowhere to go as Danielson falls back, bringing his whole weight down on top of him. He doesn't let up though and immediately jumps up into position for a Standing Moonsault, which he holds for the cover.


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And Stone puts up an arm, however the wind is out of his sails and Danielson easily catches him in a Headlock. Danielson then brings the fight back to the feet while keeping his hands locked. Stone stands up out of it though and sends Danielson over his back, but the champion lands on his feet and immediately throws a Dropkick at the knee. Stone spins out of danger though and lets Danielson sit up, before smashing him high in the chest with a Roundhouse. Stone then leaps down into a cover.


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And Danielson sits up out of it.

Jon McDaniel: Danielson out but you saw how quickly Stone went for that cover when he had him in trouble.

Brian Rentfro: He’s desperate to get some gold back around his waist and it shows.

Stone immediately gets Danielson up to his feet and puts him to the ropes, Danielson then runs back and into a high knee that outs him back on the floor while Stone turns out of it and lands into the ropes. Stone then takes a moment to jaw with a select group of fans who get on his case, giving Danielson enough time to gets his bearings. Stone then comes back and gets his opponent by the head, but Danielson manages to land a few solid punches to the gut to shake him off. Danielson then pushes the fight back to the corner and lands a few strikes before whipping Stone into the opposite buckles.

Jon McDaniel: The champion stamping his authority on this match, despite his challenger’s best efforts.

Brian Rentfro: He’s got him on the ropes now but Stone is a wily one.

Stone hits hard but instantly bounces off and takes away a target for Danielson, who instead decides to run up the ropes and throw himself backwards into a Moonsault. Stone catches it out of the corner of his eye though and manages to step into space. Danielson then gives up his back and Stone latches on, snapping Danielson back across his knees.

Brian Rentfro: Danielson leaves himself open and Stone shatters him with Stone Cutter!

Once more Stone quickly latches onto the pin.

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And Danielson pushes out again.

Jon McDaniel: Danielson stays in it, but these big shots are slowing him right down.
Stone sets in a sleeper as he sizes up his next move. The pace gets decided for him though as Danielson manages to get his legs under him, forcing Stone to bring the fight standing once again. Danielson then comes out of nowhere with a foot stamp, immediately losing Stone’s grip and allowing him to slip to the floor. Danielson then gets his legs up under Stone’s arms and brings him down into a Victory Roll.

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And the count is short, but it gives Danielson a much needed chance to get back into the game. His back is hurting him though and so he’s slow on the counter, allowing Stone to put him back into the ropes and then put him down with a Snapemare. Stone then hits the far away ropes and comes back with another big kick, but Danielson ducks it and then rolls him into a School Boy.

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Jon McDaniel: Stone out again, but Danielson is making him work with these quick pin attempts.

Stone explodes out of the cover and onto his knees, giving up the position for Danielson to wrap him up for a La Magistral. However Stone scouts in and allows Danielson to climb on before pushing him down onto his shoulders for quick pin of his own.


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And at the last possible second Danielson manages to break a tight grip and save his title. There’s a scramble then as the two fight for the top spot with Stone coming out the quicker thanks to some big power moves early on. Stone then lifts Danielson off the mat with a big knee in the gut, before sending him the opposite way with a spiking elbow down between the Shoulder Blades. This then leaves Danielson down on his knees and in perfect position for that big Roundhouse, but Danielson catches his leg in mid swing.

Brian Rentfro: Looks like Danielson has been studying his tapes.

Jon McDaniel: Danielson has obviously watched a lot of good wrestler get their brain scrambled with that kick and he obviously doesn’t want to end up the same way.

Danielson then sends Stone for a spin, only to catch him with an out of nowhere Hurricanrana on the return. Once again Stone is forced to make a retreat to the floor, but this time Danielson is ready for it, and hits the opposite ropes as soon as he lands, launching himself into a high, twisting Crossbody on return, putting both men down hard on the outside.

Jon McDaniel: Joshua Danielson comes high out of midair and whips out Matt Stone in the process.

Brian Rentfro: Guess there’s a reason he’s been the longest reigning TV Champion in some time… pity for him that ends tonight.

Danielson eventually gets to his feet and eats up a few cheers before bringing Stone along with him. Danielson peppers his opponent with a few right hands before heaving him up onto the apron and then pushing him toward the corner. Danielson then lifts his opponent up onto the top buckle and swings his legs over into the ring to leave him seated on the top-rope. The champ then raises a hand to the fans before he springs up onto the top-rope. A quick shift in the air then allows him to catch Stone with a big Hurricanrana, driving him into the mat. Danielson then sweeps over for another cover.


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Jon McDaniel: Matt Stone scoots out a shoulder, but he’s looking groggy now.

Danielson then struggles with Stone, pulling him to his feet and then placing him in the corner. A few quick kicks about the ribs soften the former champ up before Danielson kicks out his legs to seat him on the floor. Danielson then makes for the opposite ropes corner, which he uses as a step to propel him back in and on the attack with his trademark running Senton. However his pace is not what it should be and Matt Stone manages to get his legs up into Danielson’s back, driving through him and sending the champ down in a heap.

Brian Rentfro: Beautiful counter by the next TV Champion.

Jon McDaniel: Don’t know if I’d go that far but it certainly did the job.

Stone then pulls himself up as quick as he can, catching Danielson rising and then walking him into a big Clothesline that sprawls Danielson across the mat. Stone wont let up though and brings Danielson back up again, getting him as far as his knees and into a Standing Headscissors. Stone then brings him into the air, holds him up for a few seconds and then hammers him into the mat with a brutal Piledriver.

Brian Rentfro: A big, big string of offense from the former wrestler of the year! Danielson is through!

Jon McDaniel: Could be; he hooks a leg…


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And with but a hairs length to go, Danielson throws out an arm and gets the fans back behind him. Stone looks dejected but he has other ideas to put him away, and so slowly works Danielson into the corner. Stone then tags his man with a big right hand before setting him up on the ropes and blasting him with another, putting Danielson out long enough for Stone to get on the ropes. It’s all a little suspect though, and as Stones comes up he finds a foot in his face that drops him back to the mat. Stone gets wobbled but he comes back around, just in time to see Danielson spring up from the second rope onto the third and then heave himself up into the air. Danielson coils his legs on the fall, before snapping them down into a beautiful high angle Dropkick that sends Stone head over heels across the mat. Stone rolls all the way across and comes up sitting in the corner, and that’s when Danielson strikes with the flipping Senton, crushing Matt Stone into the corner.

Jon McDaniel: Trademark high velocity action from Danielson.

Brian Rentfro: From both men.

Danielson then pulls Stone out from the ropes and closer to centre where he sizes him up for some more big offense. Danielson then leaps up to the top-rope and picks his shot, but the second he leaves the ground for a big Frogsplash is the very instant when Stone brings up his knees, absolutely driving the wind from his opponents lungs on the landing.

Jon McDaniel: Joshua shoots for the big finish and pays the price!

Danielson bounces back to his feet and staggers around the ring, bringing him right into the clutches of Matt Stone, who catches him under arm and around the throat and then drives him down into the mat.

Jon McDaniel: Side Effect, but he’s not letting go!

Stone lands it hard and knocks the wind out of Danielson, giving him an opening to synch in an Anaconda Vice.

Brian Rentfro: And now the Set in Stone!

Jon McDaniel: And now it’s time to find out how fitting that name really is.

Stone immediately begins wrenching on the hold while Danielson kicks and thrashes under the pressure. Stone will have none of it though and keeps the pressure on, taking him deep into the hold and begin to sap the strength out of the champion. Very quickly then, Danielson begins to hold and the referee is suddenly in his face and checking for a response.

Brian Rentfro: Matt said he wanted to see him tap out, and now he’s really making him suffer.

Jon McDaniel: The referee is down checking him but it looks like he’s not going to give in.

Danielson’s kicks begin to stutter as the ropes sit just too far out of reach, and all of a sudden the fans seem very animated. Danielson refuses to tap though and begins to scrape his way along the floor by his feet, suddenly buoying up the fans again. Stone can feel his big chance slipping away and so cranks it on harder, but Danielson seems a lot cooler now as he inches closer to the ropes.

Jon McDaniel: He’s so close now, and the fans are carrying him every step.

Danielson is but an inch from the ropes now, but Stone suddenly gives up the hold and pulls the weakened man to his feet. Stone then leaps up, plants his knee into Danielson’s face, sits out and then explodes his jaw.

Brian Rentfro: C-c-c-c-c-c-Combo Breaker!

Jon McDaniel: And Danielson looks out!

Danielson is a heap on the mat, but Stone doesn’t give him a second, snatching the man up and dragging him to the centre. Danielson tries to stop him but there’s no power left in his arms and Stone easily manages to dive through his defenses and back into the hold. And now he goes at it with some serious intensity now, his arms biting into the man’s throat. And the fans are behind Danielson again, but the fight seems to have passed him.

Jon McDaniel: Danielson is fighting it, but he’s got nothing left.

Danielson struggles to get an arm free but he can’t get it, so he fights and claws with his feet at the ground but he can’t move, and when Stone plants his feet, posts up buries the hold, it all starts to come away. One last reach for the ropes gives him nothing at all and it’s all over.

Brian Rentfro: He taps! He taps!

Stone holds the hold just a second longer than necessary before leaping to his feet and rushing the ropes. The bell makes it official and Emerson takes his position.

Eric Emerson: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner… and NEW PWA TV CHAMPION… The 2009 Wrestler of the year… MATT STONE!!!

And the fans reply with a torrent of boos, but Stone doesn’t seem to care at all as he throws up the hands, spurring them on just that little bit more.

Jon McDaniel: Danielson fought it for as long as he could, but after suffering that hold twice and everything in between, there was nothing left but to tap out and come back to fight another day.

Brian Rentfro: I think what shown through though was Stone’s desire to get back to the top.

Jon McDaniel: It’s true, he hasn’t had the best of years coming off his Wrestler of the Year win in 2009, but with the TV Title back around his waist, this might be his chance to make another run for the title. He’ll need to keep himself smart though as there is a lot of strong competition coming after him, but tonight none of that matters, as, for now at least, Matt Stone is your new TV Champion.

And Matt Stone bounds of the ropes as the referee comes in to raise his hand, but Stone instead just snatches the belt up and makes for the next corner, before throwing the belt up into the air. The fans are howling at him again, but with a smile on his face and a belt back around his waste, the new champion has never looked happier.

There’s a last shot of him with the belt high in the air, before we throw up a logo and then cut our picture down to black.