World Heavyweight Title: The Phoenix
Intercontinental Title: Johnny Maverick


Shunned, Once Again

A black Hummer pulls into the parking lot, blaring out Colt Ford's "Dirt Road Anthem". Jethro Hayes steps out from the vehicle waves to the fans and heads up towards the door where Lean Bean Miller steps in front of him halting his progress.

LBM: "Jethro, what are you doing here?"

Jethro looks at LBM, smiling and begins to speak.

Jethro: "Miller, a few weeks ago, I tried to talk to Robinson about me returning in time for Good vs Evil."

LBM: "And how do you feel about that obvious trickery?"

Jethro sighs.

Jethro: "I don't want to sue the PWA or Robinson, but if I have to in order to get back into that wrestling ring and show why I am a true Main Eventer, then I will."

LBM: "But what about knowing about the PWA's obvious financial difficulties?"

Jethro shrugs.

Jethro: "That is a small reason that I hate to sue if it comes down to that. The main reason is because I love the PWA, I respect the PWA, I want to compete here in the PWA and show why Jethro Hayes is destined to be a household name once again."

Jethro looks at the door as LBM comes at him with one more question.

LBM: "So, how do you feel about not being booked?"

Jethro: "It upsets me because I know Robinson is putting me off, pushing my return back, and if he wants to be in a match with me for me to show him that I'm ready, then by all means I'll do that too. But I wanted to compete at Good vs Evil and that slight is what prompted me to contact a lawyer that deals with contract negotiations."

Jethro looks at the door again.

Jethro: "And if you'll excuse me Miller, I've got a bird to fry."

Jethro turns and heads into the building.

Dallas Hoover vs Vic Wagner

Singles Match

This match started off with Dolten Adler being in Vic Wagner's corner, cheering his newly acquired managee on in this battle against a much bigger opponent in Dallas Hoover. Both men went for a collar and elbow lockup, but the bigger Dalls was getting an advantage until Vic was able to duck under and jab Dallas in the ribs with a few stiff jabs to his kidneys and a swift kick to the back of his legs. Dallas went down on one knee, but Vic wasn't about to let him get up and regain his vertical base. Wagner poured on the offensive flurry of punches, kicks, and face rakes to keep Dallas off his game plan. Dallas fought through the onslaught though and managed to catch Wagner when he came off the ropes with a spinebuster to the center of the ring. Dallas went on to connect with a leg drop across Vic's throat before showing off his power with several suplex variations(stalling(for a count of 7), straight jacket, and a Northern Lights) before finally going for the cover. However, Dolten was able to pull on the referee's ankle and stop the pin attempt. Dallas got up and stared at Dolten, but wasn't going to allow Vic to get the upper hand thanks to a sneaky manager. Dallas whipped Vic into the corner, following with a big time splash that made a Vic pancake, but a big boot sent him right back into the corner and made Vic hold at his cheek in pain. Dallas continued the onslaught with a running knee lift to the chest before whipping Vic out of the corner and the dazed Vic having no choice but to go where the big man wished. Dallas went charging in for a body splash to Vic's back, but Wagner managed to lift a boot right into the big man's little man and Vic was heading back for a few offensive moves. Wagner delivered several elbows before whipping Dallas into the corner where a knife edge chop reddened Hoover's chest.

Vic followed in with a couple of forearm shots to Dallas' throat before ramming an elbow right into his Adam's apple effectively cutting off his air supply. While Dallas was trying to catch his breath, Vic delivered several uppercuts to his face and then mounted him in the corner where he pounded away on his ugly face. Vic, showed off some athleticism, by spinning around, leaping off of the middle rope, and bringing the big man down with a bulldog from the middle rope. Vic then went for a cover, holding both feet on the top rope and Dolten helping with leverage, but a fan at ringside pointed it out and the referee refused to count. Dolten began yelling at the fan as Vic and the referee began their heated exchange. This gave Dallas time to finally catch his breath and begin to get back into this match. Vic, finally frustrated enough at the referee turned around right into a big clothesline from Dallas that flipped him over and landed him near the ropes. Dolten tried to get him out of the ring, but Dallas was having none of that and lifted him back away from the ropes. Dallas pulled Vic up, nailing a big time over the shoulder piledriver, but again Dolten kept his wrestler from being pinned by distracting the referee. Dallas was content with this and decided to pour on the offense by delivering a scoop slam and coming off the middle rope with a knee drop into Vic's chest. Dallas also delivered a running powerslam before signaling for a finisher move. Dallas Hoover hit the "Fat Smash(inverted scoop powerslam) for the pin and win.

Winner: Dallas Hoover 12:01

A Meeting is Called

The scene opens backstage, where various AoWF superstars walk up and down the halls. We catch one in particular, carrying a small briefcase. Lucious Starr stops by a locker room door, pulling a small envelope out of the briefcase and sliding it under the door. He walks off, the camera panning up to the plaque on the door: NAP.

Miss Madyson vs Thomas Manchester Black

Singles Match

The ref is doing his normal pat down on Madyson, when out of nowhere TMB nails her in the side of the head with a vicious looking Yakuza kick. Madyson doesn’t have a chance to recover as Black is on her, wrapping her up looking for a german suplex. Madyson is firing kicks back towards the legs or TMB, causing him to drop her. Madyson starts to work her speed against Black, making sure that she focuses on his legs. Madyson almost gets a 3 count with a brutal Chick Kick to the side of Black’s head, but he lands too close to the ropes.

But you can see the mistake Madyson makes, as she goes to the top instead of staign on the bigger man. This allows TMB to catch her and planet her to the mat with a painful looking Fallaway slam. This time on the attack, thomas focuses on the lower back of Madyson using a wide amount of varies suplexes. You can tell the plan of attack is working as Madyson isn’t moving as fast as she once was. All looks to be over as TMB catches Mayson and lifts her off the ground with a brutal looking bearhug. Madyson lets out a scream as she wails away on Thomas hoping that it forces him to let go.

TMB starts to shake the smaller cruiserweight wrestler as the ref is starting to see if she gives up. And Black does just that, but not in the way Madyson expected as he flings her over his head with a belly to belly suplex. The crowd’s excitement starts to build as TMB gives the signal that its time to end the match. Madyson rolls out of the ring and TMB follows. They brawl outside the ring, oblivious to the referee's count. They really should pay attention to stuff like that.

Winner: Double count-out.

The Calvary Arrives

We find ourselves in the locker room of Lucious Starr. The Volitionary Champion sits on a bench, lacing up his boots. A knock at the door draws Lucy's attention.

Lucious Starr: Door's open.

The door swings open, and in walks Monkey McDee and Not-Stryker. As the door closes, Jojo scampers in and hops onto McDee's shoulder. The Tag Team Champions look sternly on Lucious, who grins. He stands, motioning to a set of nearby chairs.

Lucious Starr: You made it. Awesome. Welcome to my office.

Monkey McDee: Let's cut to the chase, Lucy. Now we want to get back at REBEL for the crap they pulled. But when you're specifically asking for Jojo, I get an odd feeling this is something... personal. And I won't let you hurt Jojo.

Lucious Starr: Adam, calm down. I'm willing to let bygones be bygones. I have a plan for REBEL Pro, but part of that plan requires someone who can... well, manipulate stealth. But I'll pass out tasks as we go on. In the meantime...

From the shadows steps another figure, who grins as he approaches the group.

Joshua Danielson: After Lucy told me what he had planned, I told him we had to gather everyone up. What he's planning.... REBEL is going to flip.

The NAP look to each other, then to Hell & High Water.

Not-Stryker: And how do we know you two aren't looking to take our titles back?

Joshua Danielson: Look, Stryke. Lucy and I miss that extra weight around our waists. But this is about brand loyalty. Lucy and I are both willing to put our personal quest for the Tag Titles aside in order to work with you and take out REBEL.

Lucious Starr: And we're ready to do so at any cost.

All four men share a glance, pondering. The NAP nod, sitting back.

Monkey McDee: We're in. Kalis may be our friend, but he let those REBEL jackasses assault us. So all bets are off.

Voice: I'm in, too. Bout time they learn their place.

The four men turn to face the voice, confused. Cody Bogard steps up, appearing excited and angry at the same time.

Cody Bogard: Those backwater redneck scumbags attacked me, and they're going to pay for it.

The other four look to each other, the NAP and Danielson nodding. Lucious, however, seems hesitant.

Lucious Starr: Yeah, we're good, Cody. You go ahead and...

Monkey McDee: He's got a point, Luce. I mean, he WAS assaulted like the rest of us.

Lucious raises an eyebrow, speaking in disbelief.

Lucious Starr: But it's CODY. BOGARD. Cody "Cody Bogard" Bogard. I mean, the guy...

Joshua Danielson: You did say this was about brand unity, Lucy. And like him or not, Cody is a PWA talent.

Lucious Starr: Talent?! He's not talent! He's...

Cody Bogard: I'm a champion, brah. Right here in PWA. Which is more than you can say.


Lucious looks baffled, the NAP stifling laughter as Danielson snickers under his breath. Lucious looks to Joshua, his arms spread.

Joshua Danielson: He has a point.

Lucious looks to Bogard, then to the NAP, back to Bogard, to Danielson, then again back to Bogard.

Lucious Starr: Your help is unnecessary. Thanks, but n...

Monkey McDee: Aww, come on, Lucy. Give the kid a shot. I'm sure you can come up with SOMETHING for him to do that even HE can't mess up.

Cody raises an eyebrow, unsure of the negative connotation. As Lucious looks to Bogard, however, McDee shoots a quick glance towards Bogard that lets him know that he means no ill will. Lucious shakes his head, turning to McDee.

Lucious Starr: Fine. But if he fucks up, it's on your head.

McDee nods, smiling at Bogard. Lucious turns, addressing the Crisis Ace.

Lucious Starr: And YOU. Thank your lucky stars that McDee is putting his ass on the line for you. I'll have your task, along with everyone else's, written up before Hell-O-Ween tomorrow night. Until then... y'all get out of my locker room.

Bogard, McDee and Not-Stryker exit, Lucious turning to his little brother.

Lucious Starr: Really?! Bogard pulled that shit on me?

Joshua Danielson: You gotta admit, bro. That was actually a damn decent one.

Lucious Starr: Shut up...

Danny Monroe vs Emily Corlen

Singles Match


Eric Emerson: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for ONE fall!

Red Hot Chili Peppers Scar Tissue hits A five blue spotlights with a gold star in the middle lead from the ramp to the ring.

Scar tissue that I wish you saw
Sarcastic mister know it all
Close your eyes and I’ll kiss you ’cause
With the birds I’ll share

Eric Emerson: Hailing from Reno, Nevada

With the birds I’ll share
This lonely view
With the birds I’ll share
This lonely view

Eric Emerson: Standing 6’ even and weighing 225

Push me up against the wall
Young Kentucky girl in a push-up bra
Fallin’ all over myself
To lick your heart and taste your health ’cause
With the birds I’ll share
This lonely view...

Danny Monroe emerges.

Blood loss in a bathroom stall
Southern girl with a scarlet drawl
Wave good-bye to ma and pa ’cause

Eric Emerson: Danny Monroe!!!

With the birds I’ll share
With the birds I’ll share
This lonely view
With the birds I’ll share
This lonely view

He smiles and interacts with the kids in the front row. He lets them back slap him on his way to the ring.

Soft spoken with a broken jaw
Step outside but not to brawl
Autumn’s sweet we call it fall
I’ll make it to the moon if I have to crawl and
With the birds I’ll share
This lonely view...

He climbs in the ring. Goes in the corner and he face goes from grateful to serious

Scar tissue that I wish you saw
Sarcastic mister know it all
Close your eyes and I’ll kiss you ’cause
With the birds I’ll share
With the birds I’ll share
This lonely view
With the birds I’ll share
This lonely view...

Music Fades.

Jon McDaniel: We've got an interesting match-up set here, Brian, between -

As Jon is mid-sentence, he is suddenly cut off when someone pulls his headset off from behind him! Jon turns around and sees former PWA Tag Team Champion (and current TGW superstar) Katie James standing there, smiling with his headset in her hands! Her younger sister, Alison, hops the barricade from behind her and motions for Brian's headset. Brian stands up and shrugs, handing Alison his headset before taking a few steps back and sitting down near the timekeeper. Jon seems confused as he reluctantly does the same. Katie and Alison put their headsets on and sit down at the announcer's table.

Katie James: Welcome, everybody, to Sunday Night Rampage!

Alison James: I'm pretty sure Brian and Jon already did that earlier, Katie.

Katie James: Shut up. I know what I'm doing! Alright! So, tonight, we have the lovely, beautiful, always intimidating Emily Corlen going one on one with... uh... some guy in a wifebeater.

Alison James: Kinda looks like a wifebeater himself.

Katie James: I bet he punches puppies, too, the bastard. Did you see the crap he had to say about Emily?

Alison James: Totally. What a poser!

Katie James: Don't worry folks, even if this guy here...

Katie looks down, checking the papers laid out in front of her.

Katie James: ...Danielle Monroe? Does that sound right?

Alison James: Danielle is a girl's name.

Katie James: God, the jokes, they just go right over your head, don't they?

Alison James: The funny ones don't.

Katie James: ...bitch.

The lights in the arena cut to a deep hue of green as "Cult of Personality" by Living Colour hits the ADC-Tron! As the crowd cheers loudly, a single spotlight hits the stage, illuminating the intimidating figure of Emily Corlen. She surveys the crowd with a chilling grin and poses as the lyrics to the song kick in.

#Look in my eyes, what do you see?
The Cult of Personality
I know your anger, I know your dreams
I've been everything you wanna be, ohhh
I'm the Cult of Personality#

As the song continues, Emily begins making her way down the ramp, the arena still dark green and the spotlight still fixed on her. She reaches the ring and looks to her left and right before climbing onto the ring apron.

Eric Emerson: Hailing from Los Angeles, California by way of Rockford, Illinois... weighing in tonight at 140 pounds... she is the Emerald Phoenix... she is EMILY COOORRRLLLEEENNN!!!

Emily enters the ring through the first and second ropes, then makes her way to the far corner of the ring, where she kneels down, facing the center of the ring while holding the ropes behind her.

#Neon lights, Nobel Prize
When a leader speaks, that leader dies
You won't have to follow me
Only you can set you free#

As the music fades, the arena lights slowly come back on, the spotlight remaining on Emily's unmoving figure until the arena is at full illumination. At the announcer's table, both James sisters are giving Emily a standing ovation.

Katie James: WOO! GO GIRL!

Alison James: KICK HIS RUMPUS!

Katie turns to Alison, her eyebrow raised.

Katie James: His what now?

Alison James: Rumpus. You know, booty.

Katie James: Ass. A-S-S. For the love of God, say ASS.

Alison merely sticks her tongue out at her older sister and the two sit back down as the match begins.


Danny and Emily start off with the traditional lockup in the center of the ring. Emily uses her quickness for a wristlock and a quick go behind. Emily delivers a snap German suplex, knocking Danny for a loop. Emily rolls through, but so does Danny and he comes at her with a clothesline; however, Emily is able to duck away, jump up and clock him with a karate kick to the back of his skull that sends him stumbling towards the ropes.

Katie James: Some kick ass cruiserweight style wrestling early on here. You know, a lot of people look at a woman of Emily's build and assume she's a muscle bound meathead, but as anybody who has wrestled her will tell you, she can MOVE.

Emily, pressing her advantage, shoves off the ropes going for some sort of high risk move that surely would have incapacitated Danny, but fortunately for him, he moves at the last second and Emily crotches herself on the rope.

Alison James: 'Taint' nothing she could have done to avoid that one!

Katie James: Really? REALLY? You'll say taint but not ass? What in the absolute hell is wrong with you?

Fortunately for Emily, this doesn't hurt her as much as it would a man and she bounces back a bit quicker. Danny is able to deliver a knee to her face though and keep her off balance and against the ropes. Danny, with a clothesline, sends her over the top rope and to the apron. Danny comes off the ropes with a baseball slide, but Emily rolls off the apron and Danny slides on through the base and to the floor.

Alison James: Nice dodge there from Emily!

Emily lashes out with a front kick, but Danny is able to catch the foot... but Corlen comes through with an enziguri that Danny easily avoids. Danny grabs her and rams her skull into the post before whipping her back against first the railing and then the ring apron and quickly rolls her back in as the count reaches eight.

Katie James: Looks like Emily is dazed from that nasty shot to the ringpost... come on, Emily! Fight through it!

Back in the ring, Danny hops up to the top rope and flips forward with an awesomely high leap into a front flipping leg drop across Emily's throat. Danny pulls her to her feet and backs her into the corner with several well placed and timed chops to her chest.

Alison James: I think Danny's enjoying hitting that particular area a little too much.

Katie James: Unfortunately for Emily, they happen to be two very large, very noticeable targets. Still, it's fun to watch them jiggle all over the place.

Alison James: You'd really think she'd wear a sports bra for this type of thing.

Danny goes for one final chop, but Emily catches his wrist and spins him around to the corner. Emily, showing what Johnny has taught her about MMA fighting, went to town on his sides and legs with martial arts type kicks, and then finishes off by running up the ropes, flying off with a spinning kick to the side of Danny's head.

Katie James: Wow, listen to the crowd! Emily is not going to be out done on the athleticism scale here. She's been learning new moves!

Alison James: Imagine that, a wrestler who claims she does something and then, actually does! What a novel concept!

Katie James: I know, right?

Back in the ring, Emily has Danny in a side headlock. From there, she slowly transforms the move, being careful not to let him free, into a bow and arrow submission hold to work over Danny.

Alison James: Emily's trying to slow Danny Monroe down and make him play her game here in the middle of the ring.

Katie James: ...very insightful. I'm impressed.

Alison James: While you're staring at Em's tits, I'm actually watching the match!

Katie James: ............

After several moments pass in the bow and arrow submission, Emily attempts to transition into a triangle choke, but Danny is finally able to shove her backwards from the submission and into the ropes. Unfortunately for Danny, she uses her ring awareness to spring off the ropes with a spinning heel kick right into Danny's heart! However, Monroe is able to catch the foot and turn it into an ankle lock submission!

Alison James: And I'm pretty sure we just saw a counter to a counter to a counter. Very impressive wrestling from both Danny and Emily here!

Katie James: But more so from Emily, in my oh-so-humble opinion.

Back in the ring, Danny tries shifting the ankle lock into an STF, but Emily is able to avoid that hold. She lashes out with a punch, but Danny uses the weak punch (because she was on her back) and pulls her up to her feet. Danny kicks her in the gut and holds the wrist before delivering a tiger suplex to put himself in control.

Alison James: You know, we haven't seen a single pinfall attempt out of either wrestler this entire match.

Katie James: I think that's because both of these wrestlers know that they're going to have to pull out all the stops and hit everything they have if they're going to have a chance to keep the other one down.

Alison James: That, and after the heated exchange of words this week, they want to hurt each other. A lot.

Katie James: Yes. Also that.

Over the next several moments, Danny connects with several smaller moves to weaken Emily up, knee to her arm, side headlock, sleeper hold, and so on. He finally feels secure in his chances and motions for his Californication (Cross Armbreaker)!

Alison James: Danny Monroe is calling for the Californication! This could be it for Emily!

Katie James: How come he calls it the Californication if he's from Reno?

Alison James: ...good question. We should ask him!

In the ring, Monroe grabs Emily and locks in the Californication! He cranks back on the move, but Emily refuses to tap out! Thirty seconds go by and Emily's willpower appears to be fading, when suddenly, Katie and Alison slide into the ring and begin laying into Danny with kicks and punches, forcing the ref to call for the bell!


Eric Emerson: The winner of this match as the result of a disqualification... DANNY MONROE!!!

Emily is pulled to her feet and joins in the attack with both women as Brian and Jon resume their posts at the announce table.

Mean Girls

Alison and Katie pull Danny, dazed, to his feet and hold him in place as Emily begins laying into his face with several stiff punches.

Jon McDaniel: What's going on?! Someone help Danny!

But no help comes, as the assault continues. The girls line up Monroe for Emily, who hoists him off the mat and drops him in the middle of the ring with a nasty Catalyst (Glam Slam). Katie and Alison both head up to the top rope from opposite corners, and Emily positions Monroe on the mat before Katie nails her Aerotica (Swanton Bomb) and Alison follows up with her Seventh Heaven (Split-Legged Corkscrew Moonsault). All three women stare down at the broken Danny Monroe, unmoving, and the majority of the fans begin to boo. Emily motions for a microphone as she glares out at the crowd.

Emily Corlen: If any of you hate me for what we just did to this poser, then you are officially dead to me.

Many in the crowd boo louder at this.

Emily Corlen: You see, over the last several days, I've had something of an epiphany. I can go anywhere else in the professional wrestling world, be it WARPED Wrestling, Elite Wrestling Entertainment, wherever, and they will worship the ground I walk on. They respect me and I, in turn, respect them. But the AoWF... oh, no, that's just not good enough for the almighty AoWF. I can be a "good girl", I can be a "bad girl", it doesn't matter to you assholes. You're all gonna hate me no matter what I do! I could hold every single fucking Championship title in all four AoWF federations simultaneously and you would STILL find reasons to treat me with a complete and utter lack of respect.

Emily sneers.

Emily Corlen: So, if that's the game you want to play, so be it. Emily Corlen is done with each and every one of you frauds. If you can't love and respect me as a performer... then you will grow to fear me as your executioner.

More boos from the crowd.

Emily Corlen: On this night, Emily Corlen declares WAR on the AoWF! I don't care if you're from REBEL Pro Wrestling, Victory Wrestling or the Pioneer Wrestling Association. Even being a True Glory Wrestler won't save you from my wrath. But do not make the mistake of thinking I wage war alone. Those still loyal to me, the E-Phoend Army, stand at the ready, prepared to sacrifice themselves at a moment's notice if their Queen so demands it.

A small but vocal group of fans scattered around the arena cheer loudly at this.

Emily Corlen: I also have at my side the lovely, intimidating James sisters, better known as the future AoWF Tag Team Champions Altitude Adjustment.

Katie and Alison salute Emily; the crowd boos.

Emily Corlen: But that is not enough, no... not against this den of thieves. In times like this, one must look to those who they can truly trust no matter what happens in their lives. No matter what happens between them. One must look... to family.

Emily raises her microphone up and points it toward the stage. After a few moments, "Make Some Noise" by Krystal Meyers hits the ADC-Tron and after a few more moments, two individuals walk out onto the stage...

Brian Rentfro: That's former two-time PWA Tag Team Champion Sarah James! And that's...

Jon McDaniel: JEN CORLEN!? No way!

Sarah and Jen make their way down the ramp and enter the ring, where they embrace the three women already inside the ring. The music fades as Emily lifts the mic back to her mouth.

Emily Corlen: The war to save the AoWF from the egos that rape it's credibility has begun. Boys, girls... Bound by Blood is back. Watch yours.

Emily drops the mic in the center of the ring and together, the five women leave the ring together. As they head up the ramp, several EMTs rush to the ring to check on Danny Monroe, who appears to be unconscious.

Brian Rentfro: I... can't... I mean... Bound by Blood?

Jon McDaniel: Who can forget the path of rage Bound by Blood burned through the PWA last year? They beat some of the biggest names the company has ever seen, and now, they're back and they've declared war on the entire AoWF?!

Brian Rentfro: I guess all of the unnecessary hate on Emily Corlen went too far. She's snapped, Brian! She's snapped, and now the entire AoWF might have to pay for it!

Jon McDaniel: Hell hath no fury like that of a woman scorned... but five? I do not like the odds of anybody who gets in the path of Bound by Blood, that's for damn sure!

All five women pose on the stage to more boos as Rampage cuts to commercial.

Mark McNasty vs Cody Bogard

Non-Title Match

Eric Emerson: The following contest is scheduled for one fall…

The lights suddenly dim down as the opening intro to Naked Arms plays. Once the intro finishes and goes into the main theme, 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 posing at the entrance way. Cody makes his way to the ring.

Eric Emerson: Weighing in at 210lbs and hailing from San Mateo, CA… CODY BOGARD!

All those dreams, all of my hope, all life come undone
In a world beaten and broken I can see a rising sun
Burning down, scorching the earth, nowhere left to hide
Try to stop all this destruction, find a way, turn the tide
Reveal the bond that's made
Between the light and the shade

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.

Shining white and hot is a moon so unforgiving
The break of day will leave a scar
Nothing we belleve can protect us from tomorrow
Enjoy today from where we are

I will believe to the end
Even with my face pressed to the fire
I won't be shaken or moved
By the heat getting closer and higher

Sink or swim
Lose or win
Hold on with my naked arms

Cody jumps from the turnbuckle as he thrusts his arm into the air to a hail of cheers.

All those dreams, all of my hope, all life come undone
In a world beaten and broken I can see a rising sun
Burning down, scorching the earth, nowhere left to hide
Try to stop all this destruction, find a way, turn the tide
Reveal the bond that's made
Between the light and the shade

Cody takes his time to prepare for the match as the theme fades out.
Eric Emerson: And his opponent…….
The lights in the arena cut to black and blue as "Whatever you Became" by Cold begins to play.

Eric Emerson: Hailing from Atlanta, Gerogia. Weighting in at 255, and standing at 6 foot 3 inches,

Two blue pyros erupt from the stage as smoke begins to flow from the back.

Eric Emerson: He's "The Main Event."

After a moment, out walks Mark McNasty, receiving a huge pop from the audience.

Eric Emerson: MARK MCNASTY!

He stops at the top of the ramp and cocks an eyebrow, as he rubs his chin. He then smiles and points to the crowd before he walks down the ramp. Suddenly, his music cuts out again and Mark stops abruptly. There’s some static before a new song starts….

Fish heads, fish heads, rolly polly fish heads
Fish heads, fish heads, eat them up

Fish heads, fish heads, rolly polly fish heads
Fish heads, fish heads, eat them up

In the morning, laughing happy fish heads
In the evening, floating in the soup

Fish heads, fish heads, rolly polly fish heads
Fish heads, fish heads, eat them up

Ask a fish head anything you want to
They won't answer, they cant talk

Fish heads, fish heads, rolly polly fish heads
Fish heads, fish heads, eat them up

I took a fish head out to see a movie,
Didn't have to pay to get it in….

The lyrics continue and the fans begin laughing as McNasty looks quite displeased with this ‘change’, and he moves quickly down to the ring.

Jon McDaniel: This is the second time now that McNasty’s entrance has been disrupted.

Brian Rentfro: It can’t be a coincidence. Someone is playing with McNasty, and he doesn’t find it funny at all.

McNasty slides in the ring, and walks to a corner and jumps onto the turnbuckle before pointing out to the crowd, receiving another huge pop, mixed with laughter. He ignores the music and goes to the opposite corner and does the same, getting another huge pop. He then walks to the center of the ring, looks to his left, then his right, and then straight up. As he does, he raises his arms straight up, but no pyros shoot up and he curses under his breath as Fish Heads fades very slowly.

Jon McDaniel: The first time seemed like technical difficulties but this is definitely planned. Mark will have to get his focus back on track here against Bogard and not worry about music.

Brian Rentfro: McNasty won’t let something as small as a change in themes get in the way, he’s a former World and I.C. champion.


Immediately the two men lock up, and Bogard pushes McNasty to the corner. The ref orders them to break it apart, and Bogard steps back, arms in the air. He backs to the center of the ring and McNasty follows! Again, the two lock up and then twist around, each viewing for the advantage and this time McNasty pushes Bogard to the opposite corner. Again, the referee is there and orders them to break apart. McNasty backs away, arms in the air.

Jon McDaniel: Show of respect by both men.

Brian Rentfro: McNasty and Bogard have had some solid contests in the past, and there is some respect between the two... kinda pathetic, really.

Jon McDaniel: Would you stop that!

Bogard steps out and motions for a third lock up. They return to the corner again, but this time, Bogard doesn’t break the hold and the ref is forced to separate them. As he does, McNasty uses the distraction to come out of the corner fast, but Bogard is ready and sidesteps him, smacking McNasty on the back of the head as he passes. McNasty twists, glaring at Bogard who returns a steady look.

Jon McDaniel: Bogard playing a bit with McNasty, knowing he's a bit flustered with his entrance issues.

Brian Rentfro: He'd best not get McNasty angry... he gets nasty when hes angry.

McNasty rushes Bogard who answers with a hard swing, taking McNasty down to the canvas! McNasty staggers back to his feet only to receive a knife edge chop, and then two hard punches before Bogard grabs his head and brings him to the corner, smashing him face first into the turnbuckle. McNasty turns, and Bogard delivers two more knife-edge chops followed by two punches before directing him away from the corner against the ropes. Bogard then whips McNasty across the ring, but McNasty reverses it and Bogard is sent to the ropes. McNasty bends over for a back body drop but telegraphs it too long and Bogard stops short and hits a forearm smash to the back of McNasty’s neck.

Jon McDaniel: Bogard with the advantage now, hammering McNasty with hard hits to the back of the neck!

Brian Rentfro: McNasty should be more careful not to give away his moves like that!

Bogard then answers with a DDT, sending McNasty down hard. He then covers McNasty.



Kick out!

Jon McDaniel: A little early to do that, but it definitely sends a message to McNasty!

McNasty gets up slowly, and Bogard goes to measure for another hit, but McNasty falls through the second and third ropes, landing outside the ring to collect himself. Bogard is forced back by the referee, who turns to administer the ten count.

Brian Rentfro: Admittedly, that’s a smart move to get his bearings back!

McNasty doesn’t take the whole ten, as he shuffles back into the ring. Bogard is right there, however, grabbing McNasty and forcing him to the ropes. Another Irish-whip by Bogard, which again McNasty reverses, but as Bogard comes back, McNasty finds himself down on the canvas with a shoulder block. He stands quickly, but gets body slammed back down, and covered.


Kick out!

Jon McDaniel: McNasty set something off in Bogard! Bogard is really taking it to him!

Bogard brings McNasty up and drives two knee lifts and an elbow to the back of the shoulders before a knife edge and a right punch staggers McNasty and Bogard hooks him up into a suplex! As they land, Bogard floats over for the cover.



Kick out!

Jon McDaniel: Nice suplex, but it doesn’t get the job done.

Brian Rentfro: Going to take a lot more then basic wrestling moves to put a man like McNasty away!

Bogard again is on his feet, pulling McNasty with him and he staggers McNasty with three right hands, the third landing McNasty on his ass on the mat. Bogard again covers.



Shoulder up.

Jon McDaniel: Bogard is dominating here, McNasty better find another path if he wants to start mounting some offense!

Brian Rentfro: A path that doesn’t result ….

Just then, both headsets of the announcers start sending loud static and the men have to rip the headsets off. They look at each other, perplexed, and call over a technician to try to restore the problem while in the ring Bogard stands, and turns a moment to feel the crowd behind him. McNasty stumbles up to his feet, and when Bogard turns to attack, a thumb to the eye changes the momentum! With Bogard temporarily blinded, McNasty offers his own set of rights and lefts. A good half dozen shots sends Bogard down hard on his back. Quickly, McNasty pulls Bogard up and tosses him into the ropes, hanging arms and shoulders over the bottom rope. McNasty then goes and sits on top of Bogard, squeezing his body against the bottom ropes. The ref is quickly there, counting the five that McNasty has to break the hold.

McDaniel bites his tongue at that as McNasty jumps off and as Bogard pulls himself away, McNasty punches him once and sends him to the corner. McNasty strikes with two more right hands, before Bogard answers with one of his own. Bogard follows with another two punches before McNasty stops him with a kick to the stomach and then a kick to his left knee, putting Bogard down to one knee. McNasty then grabs him by the hair and pulls Bogard up, and pushes him to the corner before whipping his across the ring. Bogard hits hard with his back against the turnbuckle as McNasty follows in with a clothesline. With no where to go, Bogard’s head snaps backwards.

Again, McNasty resorts to some stiff kicks to Bogard’s midsection, putting him down in the corner. McNasty doesn’t stop until Bogard is laying flat on his back and it takes the referee to get McNasty out of the corner.

McNasty feigns to hear the ref’s warning, before coming back in to collect Bogard. However, Bogard shoots out of the corner with a stiff shot to McNasty’s gut, taking the air out his lungs. Then, from a kneeling position, Bogard drives a hard shot into McNasty’s jaw, causing him to turn away with the force of the hit. McNasty then allows his body to turn back the other 180 and he answers with a kick to the head, sending Bogard down on his stomach. As Bogard goes to the corner to right himself, McNasty follows with three hard kicks, slowing Bogard down and allowing McNasty to back away and catch his breath. McNasty steps in and suddenly Bogard shoots out of the corner with a shoulder block, sending McNasty on his back and Bogard back down to his knees!

It’s only to a count of four before Bogard stirs and starts to climb back to his feet, however, McNasty also rights himself and even does so a bit quicker. Before Bogard is all the way up, McNasty goes for a right hand, but Bogard blocks it and strikes back, twisting McNasty away. McNasty tries again, but again is blocked and receives a right hand that staggers him. Bogard quickly exercises his right to abuse McNasty’s face with two more hard right hands, knocking McNasty down. Bogard then forces him up and whips him across the ring, and delivers a side kick to McNasty’s jaw, sending him hard to the mat again.

Bringing McNasty to his feet, Bogard whips him to the corner and follows with a clothesline that whips McNasty hard. Bogard then whips him across the ring to the opposite corner and McNasty hits again and falls on his ass. Bogard smiles and raises his hand to elicit a strong reaction from the crowd. He then races in for a spear to McNasty’s stomach but McNasty moves at the last moment and Bogard’s shoulder connects with the ring post. As Bogard pushes away from the corner holding his shoulder, McNasty comes in hard with the Lights Out! He covers Bogard, hooking both legs for insurance.





Eric Emerson: The winner of the match, MARK McNASTY!

McNasty jumps up, smiling as the ref raises his hand, but his smile quickly disappears as Fish Heads lights up the arena speakers. McNasty rips his arm away from the ref and slides out of the ring, moving up the ramp with a dark look on his face. Meanwhile, back at the booth, Jon and Brian seem to have finally resolved the issue with the headsets.

Brian Rentfro: Sorry folks for our silence, it seems there was a glitch in the wiring between our booth and the production truck.

Jon McDaniel: It only seemed to resolve just as McNasty scored the pinfall over Cody Bogard, boosting himself after failing to capture the Intercontinental Championship at Good vs. Evil.

Brian Rentfro: Despite whatever games are being played on McNasty, he’s keeping his focus and is sure to get another shot at Matt Stone down the line. Now, if all these issues are resolved, we can move on!


Cody is standing in the ring after his match is over holding his Grizzly Beer Title. When all of a suddenly King of the Kill by Annihilator starts to play.

Jon McDaniel: What the hell is he doing here!

Brian Rentfro : Shut up and lets find out.

Vic Wagner walks down to the ring with a mic in hand

Vic walks into the ring, and brings the Mic. up to his mouth “Cut the music” Vic stares across the ring towards Cody. “Now Cody I have known you for a couple of years now, and I have seen your rise in the GWA, and I see what you are now in the PWA. I see you there with the belt, and I have something to thank for.” Vic walks over to Cody, and offers his right hand for a handshake. Cody asks for Vic to hold up the Mic. “What do you have to thank me for?” Vic pulls the Mic. back so he can talk “It’s just one thing regarding the belt, and I will tell you after you shake my hand.” Vic offers Cody his hand, and Cody looks around before accepting the handshake. The handshake goes with out incident, but when Cody tries to pull away Vic pulls him back towards him. Vic hits Cody with the Coup De Grâce , and as Cody is laying face first on the mat Vic brings the Mic back up to his mouth. “That thing I had to thank you for Cody, that thing regarding the belt was thanks for keeping it warm for me I will be taking it back..” Vic grabs the Grizzly Beer Title, and stand up holding high above his head. Vic then places it down on the mat, and then grabs Cody pulling him back up to his feet. Vic sets up Cody, and then calls for the Vicious Cycle. Vic lifts Cody, and slams him head first into the title belt. Vic rolls out of the ring, and walks up the ramp.

Jon McDaniel: What a cheap shot by Vic Wagner

Brian Rentfro : Looks to me like Vic declared war, and you know what they say all’s fair in war.

The Camera turns around, and focuses on Cody’s face, and we see blood pouring down his forehead.

Monkey McDee vs Matt Stone

Singles Match

he crowd is firmly behind McDee in this match, but that doesn't help him when Stone attacks as soon as the bell rings, while McDee is still playing to the fans. Stone works a very deliberate pace, not trying to be flashy, just steadily focusing on attacking and dismantling McDee. In fact, Stone goes out of his way to show that he's not being flashy, just to prove that he doesn't need to pull out anything special to put away McDee. And that's a mistake. McDee is patient and finds an opening, playing possum while Stone lifts him up for an attempted piledriver. McDee backdrops Stone and then begins some meticulous attacks of his own. Not as a form of payback, but because he's got to be careful of his now injured legs. We know they're hurting because his left leg buckles, allowing Stone an opening. McDee fights back and soon the adrenaline is flowing and he's able to shake off the pain somewhat. Not enough, apparently, as Stone takes control by falling on the ropes while McDee is climbing to the top turnbuckle. As McDee sits atop the ropes, dazed and in pain, Stone climbs up to superplex Monkey McDee. McDee doesn't like the sound of that and shoves Stone hard to the mat then comes off with the Tailspin for the win.

Winner: Monkey McDee

All I Want is A Match

Jethro walks down the hallway, heading straight for Robinson's office and without knocking heads straight in. Robinson is sitting at his desk, his feet propped up and enjoying sipping on a Yoo Hoo and playing some Tecmo Superbowl.

Robinson: "What?!"

Jethro shoves his feet of the desk, standing over him before tossing a piece of paper on the desk that is the card for this particular Rampage. Jethro taps his finger on the paper and looks at Robinson.

Robinson: "Yeah, so what?"

Jethro: "I don't have a match. My name isn't on it."

Robinson(muttering): "Yeah, think you'd get the hint."

Jethro: "Yeah, I get the hint. I know you don't want me competing in your PWA. I know you want to try and keep the image crisp, clean, and in your ideal image."

Jethro growls.

Jethro: "But you don't understand Rob, I can help you by lifting the ratings back up. I can help bring finances back up."

Rob's eyes perk up.

Robinson: "Finances, who mentioned finances and how are you going to help with that... if we did have a financial problem?"

Jethro points to a ledger, showing the finances of the PWA.

Jethro: "Look at what I've earned and the PWA's earned in merchandise revenue since I've made it to the Main Event."

Robinson does, his eyebrows lifting slightly in surprise, before he closes the book.

Jethro: "I'm not asking to be put back into the Main Event."

Robinson(muttering): "Good thing."

Jethro: "I'm just asking to be put back into the ring."

Robinson sips on the Yoo Hoo, as he thinks on it.

Robinson: "Well...."

Jethro pulls out a photo copy of the lawsuit, just waiting on Jethro's signature to begin the lengthy ordeal. Placing it on the desk, he pulls out a gold engraved PWA ink pen. Jethro taps the signature line.

Jethro: "All that is waiting is for me to sign... right here(taps) Robinson. Do you want a lengthy court case? Does the PWA need a lengthy PWA court case?"

Robinson's eyes follow the tapping pen, whether he is thinking about the gold or the signature we don't know.

Robinson: "No, but you won't bully me into a match either."

Jethro shakes his head.

Jethro: "All I want is a match Rob, just a match."

Robinson smirks as he thinks about it. Robinson then nods as he smiles.

Robinson: "Done Jethro, done."

Jethro smiles before nodding his head and walking away. Stopping at the door, Jethro turns back.

Jethro: "Thanks Rob, I knew you'd do the right thing."

Jethro leaves with Robinson laughing silently behind Jethro's back.

Panzadise vs Lucy Starr

Singles Match

The two former World champions face off and lock up, but Panzadise isn't in the mood to waste time and bulldozes Starr right into the corner. Dise works Starr over with knees to the midsection, then steps back and lifts a big boot to Lucy's throat. The ref counts and Dise lets Starr go at 5. The match goes on like this, with Panzadise seemingly worried less about winning and more about making statement. Lucy Starr fights the good fight and gets in several openings when Dise's single mindedness causes him to make mistakes. Ultimately, the sheer determination is enough to drive Dise through as the big man refuses to stay down. At the end, Starr tries to whip a tired Panzadise into the ropes, but Dise reverses and Starr eats a big boot on his way back. Dise follows that up with the Panzadise Bomb for the win.

Winner: Panzadise

Riona Langly vs Marvin Wood

Non-Title Match

Riona Langly and Marvin Wood stand in the middle of the ring, sizing each other up. They begin to circle, looking for openings, occasionally making motions to attack. Finally, Marvin makes to lock up, but Riona goes low and pulls his leg out from under him. Marvin catches himself, pushes himself upright and spins around to hit an Enziguri. Riona ducks the kick, but retains her hold on his foot. She slams his knee into the mat, then slams it again, this time putting her foot in the crook of his knee. She picks up his leg one more time, but before she can slam it down, he rolls over with a heel kick and catches her in the head.

She hops to her feet, Marvin is just ahead of her, though he is favoring his knee. She immediately starts pounding low kicks into his now tender knee. He drops down in between kicks and catches her foot. He stands up, pulling her off balance. She goes down and he grabs her other leg and starts the Texas Cloverleaf, but before he can flip her over, she scrambles to the ropes and the ref makes him let go.

The ref pushes Marvin back while Riona regains her feet. The ref gets out of the way and lets the match continue. Marvin goes for the lockup again and again, Riona goes low, but this time Marvin is expecting it and he follows her down, getting her in a Gutwrench. She tries to scoop out his legs, but he lifts her off her feet and once she lets go he hits a Gutwrench Suplex.

When she gets up, Martin hits a Vertical Suplex, then immediately hits a Fisherman Suplex and holds for the pin. 1…2. Kick out right at two. Riona Langly rolls out of the ring.

Marvin Wood follows her. Riona leads him part of the way around the ring, but suddenly she spins around and kicks Marvin in the gut. Then she hits a Releasing Tiger Suplex onto the ring steps. She takes a moment to play the crowd and gets a mix of boos and cheers. Then she rolls Marvin into the ring. She climbs on the apron, jumps onto the top rope and goes for the Angelic Euphoria, but Marvin rolls out of the ring and Riona only gets the mat.

Marvin stays on his knees to clear his head for a bit. The ref is counting him out, but for the time being, he ignores it. By the time the ref reaches 5, Marvin decides it’s time and gets up. He climbs onto the apron and Riona charges. He ducks, pulling the ropes with him and she sails over the top, but it seems that was all according to plan, because she turns it into a Sunset Flip Powerbomb to the outside.

She rolls Marvin in to the ring again and immediately goes for the pin. 1…2…3- kick out right at three. She pulls Marvin to his feet and whips him into the corner. She follows and begins a series of Knife Edge Chops to his chest. The crowd counts. 1,2,3. She goes for an Irish Whip, but Marvin holds on to her wrist, spins her around, and hooks in a Cobra Clutch.

Marvin pulls the hold tight and Riona fights it for a few moments, but then starts to fade. Riona slumps as the ref asks her if she submits. She gives no answer, so the ref lifts her arm and lets it drop. No response. He lifts it again and drops it. No response. The crowd starts to cheer for her to hold on as the ref lifts her hand a third and final time. He lets go.

It stays up! She reaches back, grabs a handful of Marvin’s hair and pulls his head forward for a Cutter, but he pulls his head back and then executes a Cobra Clutch Suplex. Marvin picks her up and prepares a Vertical Suplex, but before he can lift her, she reverses it into a Spike DDT and they stay down, motionless. The ref begins the count.

1…2…3…4…5…6… at 6 both competitors have sat up, though their movements are unfocused. The ref stops the count. Both wrestlers get to their feet, much the worse for the wear. Marvin marches forward. Riona comes out of nowhere with the Reality Check, but Marvin ducks it. He catches her from behind and hits the Imperfect Science. He starts really hauling back on it. The ref comes in, asking Riona if she wishes to submit, she screams "FUCK YOU!", an obvious decline. Riona looks to be in agony as Marvin wrenches the hold, but every time she's asked about quitting, Riona refuses... Until finally, she passes out from the pain.

Winner: Marvin Wood