McDaniel "And welcome once again to a PWA broadcast. There is a lot of talk going on around here about the Who's The Man PPV and we shall …"

Rentfro "Come on. The first round isn't even until this Saturday."

McDaniel "Well, it's possible that two of them will have to be replaced tonight."

Rentfro "Yeah, and I know which two."

McDaniel "Which two?"

Rentfro "If you don't know, I'm not telling you."

McDaniel "Anyway ladies and gentleman … we will be one match short tonight as Akina was quickly called away due to a personal problem. We wish her the best and hope that this time is not to trying on her."

Rentfro "Marcus Collins just lucked out if you ask me."

McDaniel "I didn't.

Announcer "He is one half of the Cereal Killas, at 6'9", 278 pounds, he is Chase Willllllllllllson!"

[The lights dim as Rage Against The Machine's "Bulls on Parade" blares over the P.A System. Chase walks out calmly.He is wearing his wrestling outfit. Which is loose leather pants with a blue flame going up the right leg of the pants. And then over that he is wearing black leather trench coat. He gets in the ring and takes off his trench coat. And then he goes and sits on one of the top turnbuckles waiting for his opponent.]

Announcer "He is the leader of the New Age Panzies at 6'9", 295 pounds, he is PaNZaDiSe!!!!"

[The NAP Theme Music begins to blare over the speakers as Panzadise stands on the entrance ramp. He looks over the crowd grinning as he begins to make his way down to the ring. Fans reach to get their hands on Dise, but he smirks and pays little attention to the reaction. He then enters the ring, and stands dead center. Dise looks over the crowd, shrugs, and throws the NAP sign into the air. The places explodes as red and silver Flames shoot From all four turnbuckles.]

Rentfro "Earlier on Dise said I was an official Pansy."

McDaniel "Well, good for you."

Rentfro "Shhh, the match is on. Panzadise dominates early on using many of his trademark moves in an effort to put Chase away early. He is Panzariffic!"

McDnaiel "Have you been hanging out with Tony Danza? The Cereal Killa isn't going to be outdone as he comes back with a strong set of moves. An elbow to the head, a knee to the midsection then a fall away slam. Panzadise is down for the count."

Rentfro "Bah, Dise kicks out at one. Panzadise has a more ring time than Wilson and reverse the holds that Chase tries on him. Panzadise seems to be really enjoying himself out there."

McDaniel "True, Panzadise has had more time in the ring, but the only way to get more is to step up to the plate like Chase is doing right now."

Rentfro "Dise-man, the savvy veteran, capitalizes on a major mistake my Chase Wilson and Dise propped Wilson onto the top turnbuckle and sends him crashing mightily to the canvas with a super-plex. Dise was not about to finish though, and he scooped up Chase and took him for a ride with a running power slam."

McDaniel "Your hero only kept Chase down for a two count as he was able to kick out."

Rentfro "Are you cheering for Wilson?"

McDaniel "I … no. Well, I'm just not cheering for who you want to win. Wilson comes back, and he sends Panzadise over the top rope with a well placed drop kick. Chase starts to go after him, but the ref got in the way, pushing him backwards."

Rentfro "Now pony walks into the bar! I don’t know why, but Bloodlust decided to get himself involved."

McDaniel "Let me guess, you're a fan of his now too right?"

Rentfro "I'm not stupid enough to say what I really think about him."

McDaniel "I think you are."

Rentfro "Was that a compliment? Never mind, here come Bloodlust down to ringside and grabs Panzadise, he hit the Bludgeon right on the floor outside the ring!"

McDaniel "The fans are silenced by the brutality of such a vicious act. Now Bloodlust tosses Panzadise back into the ring. It may be all academic from here. Chase Wilson climbed to the top rope and hit a moonsault. He then rolls him onto his stomach and puts on the Awakening. The ref checks him, he's out. The ref calls for the bell."

Rentfro "The Awakening? He didn't wake up. Wilson gets the win over the Slice and Disenator."

McDnaiel "But why did Bloodlust get involved? Well, some questions just don’t get answered right away these days. Chase scored the victory and medics came down to attend to Panzadise… believe you me, Dise is gonna be awfully upset when he wakes up."

Rentfro "You just ticked off the wrong hombre Bloodlust. You better ... EEP! I didn't just say that did I?"

McDaniel "You better believe you did. On with the show."

Announcer "He is the appointed leader of the MoA, at 6'2" and 230 pounds, hailing from LA, I give you Darren Ridel!"

["Master of Puppets" hits the PA as blue strobe lights hit a dim arena. Ridel emerges, the 'Hurt Styk' resting on his shoulder, his wife Jessica by his side. He calmly strides to the ring, and drops his ankle-length trenchcoat upon entering. He glares at the entranceway through his navy blue-framed oakleys, and awaits his opposition.]

Announcer "At 6'9" and 245 pounds, from sweet home Chicago, the Convict!"

["Escape" by Metallica hits and the words "Break Out" break through the middle of a picture of a jail cell on the ADC-tron. The Convict walks out from behind the curtains, receiving a huge pop. He walks down to the ring, gets in, then stands in the middle of the ring. He raises his arms very quickly and blue pyros go off.]

[The ref calls for the bell as Ridel points the Hurt Styk at the Convict. The ref makes him get rid of it. Ridel hands it over to Jessica.]

Rentfro "Say, doesn't Jessica look like Elanor Rigby to you?"

McDaniel "What?"

[The two men square off in the ring. Ridel with a few forearms to the head of the Convict. He whipe him to the ropes and tries for a lariat. Convict ducks, runs back and grabs Ridel for a bulldog.]

Rentfro "Hey …. Bulldog!."

McDaniel "Yes .. it was a bulldog."

[Ridel is up but Convict was waiting and takes a running spear to the midsection of Ridel that ends with them in the corner. The Convict isn't giving ground as he'd pushing with his legs to drive his shoulder into Ridel. Then the Convict climbs the ropes, looks at his fist and starts to pound away at Ridel's face.]

Rentfro "All together now … one, two, three, four … wait. Ridel has manouvered his hands and his a lock. He takes a few steps out and falls backwards. The Convict's face hits hard on the top turnbuckle. Oh .. It's all too much."

McDaniel "What the hell are you talking about?"

Rentfro "chill out man. I know your problem and I know the cure. All you need is love."

McDaniel "Get back to your side of the table."

[Ridel uses the ropes for speed and comes at the Convicts side with a baseball slide. Ridel tries for a cover but the Convict reaches out and grabs hold of the ropes. Ridel drags the Convict to the middle of the ring, goes to the ropes again and flies in the air with a double axe handle. The Convict gets his feet up in time, catches Ridel in the gut and flips him over, high in the air and Ridel falls down hard on his back. The tweo men are down on the mat trying to recoup.]

Rentfro "That just came out of nowhere man."

[Convict is up just ahead of Ridel, he scoops him up and takes him down hard with a sidewalk slam. He's up again and he picks him up in a bear hug. Convict locks his hands and starts to squeeze away. Ridel looks to be in pain as he tries to break free my chopping at the Convict's neck. That doesn't work.]

McDaniel "Ridel is in tight spot and he …. What's he doing? He's wriggling around and he's slipping through the Convicts grasp by .. pushing up? Yes he's pushing up on the Convict's shoulders to slip through. The convict only has a hold around Ridel's knees now. Ridel is rocking backwards trying to get the Convict off balance, now he makes a fast weight shift to behind the Convict which catches him off guard. They fall back, with Ridel on top, and hit hard. Ridel has his knees on the Convicts shoulders and reaches back for the legs. A pin! He gets a two when the Convict reverses it and pins Ridel. Ridel is forced to break the hold or otherwise he'd have been pinned for the three."

[Convict charges at Ridel again but this time Ridel side steps, grabs the Convict by the neck and gets a quick DDT off. Ridel goes to the tope rope and leaps in the air.]

McDaniel "For the Glory! This could be it right here!"

Rentfro "Baby you're a rich man."

McDaniel "Shut up! Ridel with a hook of the leg. One, two, three! It's over. Ridel is up and out of the ring. Jessica joins him and they head to the back. The Convict gets up and shakes his head at the quick turn of events. On to the next part of the show."

Brian Rentfro: Man, I have waited for this match all week! Two Legends, two of the 'founding fathers', if you will of the PWA....are going to face off in a title match here tonight!

Jon McDaniel: The anticipation for this match rivals any PPV battle we've had. Raizzor's history either as a title holder, or just as a champion of what's right is extensive... Rage's history, both as a fan favorite and now as part of the M.o.A. is something fans will always talk about. Who would have thought that these two veterans of the PWA would ever be in the same ring at the same time.. again?

Brian Rentfro: Raizzor is an experienced Hardcore champion, beating Mr. T for his first reign, and subsequently defending the title against Prima Donna at Battledome back in 1999.

Jon McDaniel: And Rage is a former world champion, and one part of the greatest duos in PWA history, with Fear. This is definitely going to be, as they say, a slobber knocker. Let's go to our ring announcer.

Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the PWA Hardcore Championship!

[The crowd jumps to their feet, screaming and hollering, with the expectations of what is to come.]

Ring Announcer: Introducing first, the challenger, he is a member of the Masters of Armageddon, a former PWA World Champion, and known to everyone as an unstoppable force... he is RAGE!!!!!!!!!

[Rage comes out onto the stage, carrying with him the famous bat, and walks to the ring.]

Ring Announcer: And introducing next, he is the PWA Hardcore champion, weighing in at 285lbs, a member of the Renegades, also a former PWA World Champion, he is RAIZZOR!!!!!!!!!!!!

[The lights dim as the familiar eerie music begins to vibrate over the arena.. the single spotlight focuses on the staging area... and the fans cheer for the Soul-Taker... however, he does not appear.]

Brian Rentfro: Umm, where is he?

Jon McDaniel: I'm not sure.

[The ref and the announcer confer for a moment, and then the announcer tries again.]

Ring Announcer: Introducing the PWA Hardcore Champion...RAIZZOR!!!!

[Again, the music plays, and again the spotlight shines... but still, no Raizzor. Rage shakes his head and grabs the mike from the announcer. He heads towards the ring ropes while he speaks.]

Rage: What’s the matter, Dull-one?? Finally showing your true colors?

[Rage steps through the ropes and stands on the apron, continuing.]

Rage: I should have known for all your posturing and attitude that you were a coward.

[Rage jumps down onto the floor, as he raises the bat towards the stage.]

Rage: You knew you wouldn't be able to stand against me .. that I would have kicked your sorry ass all over the damned arena.. The fans finally get to see their precious Raizzor as I've always known him.. a Damned, yellow streaked cowa...

[Rage gasps, as the fans do, as he is pulled off of his feet and dragged under the ring.]

Brian Rentfro: WHAT THE FU..

Jon McDaniel: Hey, we're on national television!! I don't know.. Rage just got pulled under the ring!

[The referee jumps outside the ring and kneels to look under the ring.. but he can hardly see anything, and we're left to wonder what the hell is going on. Finally, after about a full two minutes, Rage comes crawling out.. his forehead busted open, and he looks dazed.. and.. he is without his bat... suddenly, the fans come to life, roaring loudly as Raizzor slides out from the other side of the ring, and stands at his full height, brandishing the bat for all to see.]

Brian Rentfro: It was Raizzor!! He was under the ring the whole time!

Jon McDaniel: Talk about mind games.. no one saw that one coming!

[Raizzor slides into the ring and climbs one of the corners to salute to the crowd.. which is going insane. Rage angrily crawls into the ring, and moving to his feet, races over to attack Raizzor. Raizzor pushes off with his feet and twists in the air, bringing the bat down onto Rage's head, delivering more damage to the cut area. Rage stumbles backwards, dropping to one knee. Raizzor taps the end of the bat onto the canvas a couple of times, and then pulls back and delivers a tremendous swing.. slamming the bat into Rage's stomach, doubling him over. Raizzor tosses the bat aside and then hits a leg drop onto the back of Rage's neck, sending him down face first into the canvas.]

Brian Rentfro: Raizzor has the clear advantage, and this could be the shortest match between two such high caliber wrestlers ever.

[Raizzor jumps out of the ring, and pulling the apron aside, begins tossing all kinds of weapons into the ring.. trash cans and lids, a kendo stick, a couple of chairs and even.. yes, a table. Raizzor pulls himself back into the ring as Rage begins to stir. Raizzor selects a trash can lid, and moves to assault Rage. Rage however, senses the attack and pushes forward with all his power, and spears Raizzor down before he can strike. With Rage on top, he slams his fist down once, twice, three times into Raizzor's face.. on the fourth strike though, Raizzor is able to pull the lid between them, and Rage puts a hell of a dent into the lid, and falls off, grabbing his fist. Raizzor struggles to sit up, his nose bleeding from the strikes.]

Jon McDaniel: Rage is not out of this one yet!

[Both men struggle back to their feet, grabbing various weapons. Rage picks up the kendo stick and Raizzor a chair. Raizzor turns, lifting the chair for the attack, and Rage uses the stick much like his bat, and sends a hard blow to Raizzor's mid section. Raizzor doubles over, and Rage spins the stick around and brings it down on the back of the Soul-Taker's head. Raizzor drops to his knees, still trying to get back up, and Rage reigns hit after hit down upon his back... Raizzor begins crawling towards the ropes, and Rage grins like the devil himself and keeps up the assault. Raizzor finds the ropes, and pulls himself under the bottom rope and crashing down to the floor.]

Brian Rentfro: As vicious as Rage was with the Kendo Stick, that was Raizzor's only way out.

[Rage drops the kendo stick, and searches for something else.. his eyes light up as he spots his bat.. Rage walks over, and leisurely picks the bat up. He then jumps out of the ring and circles like a hungry shark around to where Raizzor is trying to catch his breath. Rage comes around the metal stairs, and Raizzor is down on his stomach, his head under the ring.]

Jon McDaniel: It looks to me like Raizzor is trying to escape.. maybe he bit off more then he could chew with Rage?

[Rage holds onto the bat with one hand, and reaches down, and unceremoniously drags Raizzor from under the ring. As Raizzor appears, he twists his body, and splashes Rage with the business end of a fire extinguisher. Rage, blinded, stumbles backwards and falls over the metal stairs. Raizzor stands, shaking the cobwebs from his head, and rotating his shoulders to test for breaks.. moves in on Rage, who is stumbling to stand. As Rage does get to his feet, Raizzor runs and uses the metal steps as a catapult and slams shoulder first into Rage, sending both men over the railing and into the cheering audience.]

Brian Rentfro: This battles about ready to move out of the zip code!!

[Both men get to their feet and exchange punches.. and Rage, who is burning up with hatred, gets the upper hand and drives Raizzor back.. both men heading into the stands even more. Rage swings a real hard punch, but Raizzor ducks, and he manages to hook his arm around Rage and turns him over... ]

Jon McDaniel: HOLY! The Tombstone Shoulder Breaker.. on the concrete steps!!

[Rage however, struggles and is able to twist out of the move and instead, pulls Raizzor's tights, sending the Soul-Taker tumbling down the steps to the floor. Rage gets up and comes walking down the steps and brings his foot down on one of Raizzor's hands. Raizzor gasps in pain, and holds his hand close as Rage kicks him harshly in the ribs. Raizzor backs away, and Rage charges, but the Soul-Taker ducks and back body drops Rage over the railing back to the ringside area.]

Brian Rentfro: Wha? No backstage action? Bummer

[Raizzor pulls himself over the railing at the same time Rage gets back into the ring. Raizzor quickly climbs the turn buckles, and prepares to launch as Rage turns.... Raizzor pushes off, and comes down on Rage, but he catches Raizzor and turns him over for a huge power slam and into the cover... One Two.. Kickout!]

Jon McDaniel: Near fatal move for the champion there!

[Rage pulls Raizzor up by the hair, and knees him in the face, drawing more blood. Rage then drags him to the ropes and pushes his head down, his neck over the bottom rope and Rage drives his knee into the back of Raizzor's head, choking him.]

Brian Rentfro: Perfectly legal, if not excessively violent!

[Raizzor gasps for air, struggling to get out. Rage steps back, and runs to the other side, bouncing off the ropes, he comes back and jumps.. landing on Raizzor' back. Rage then backs up, and does it again.. bringing his full weight crashing down on Raizzor's back and driving his neck into the ropes even more. Rage laughs, and goes for a third attempt.. at the last moment, Raizzor moves away, and Rage straddles the ropes, Painfully!]

Jon McDaniel: He went to the well one to many times.

[Raizzor massages his throat as Rage falls to the canvas. Raizzor turns and pulls the table up and sets the legs under it into position. He then props the table against the turn buckle, setting it almost vertical. He then moves and picks up Rage. Raizzor backs him into the turnbuckle across the ring and then whips Rage at the table. Rage, with presence of mind, reverses the move and throws Raizzor at the table. Raizzor crashes into the table, sliding down it.]

Brian Rentfro: The table did not break! But Raizzor may have!

[Shaking his head, Rage goes and drags Raizzor to his feet by his hair. Rage tucks Raizzor's head under his arm, and pulls him up, going for a suplex... Raizzor blocks, and Rage struggles to try again.. Raizzor again blocks, and then counters.. suplexing Rage right into the table.. again.. it doesn't break!]

Jon McDaniel: That table is going to be in better shape then either of those two men when this is done.

[Raizzor stands, and turning.. notices Rage nearly out and upside down on the table. Raizzor grabs the top of the table and pulls, bringing it down and over Rage. Raizzor then picks up a chair and starts slamming it on the table, over where the fallen Rage lies. A few swift hits, and Rage growls in pain and anguish, and reaches out and grabs Raizzor by the ankle, and pulls him off his balance. Raizzor drops to the canvas, the chair flying out of the way.. and Rage goes into.. well, a Rage.. pulling himself onto of Raizzor and punching him ferociously... Raizzor soon however, starts battling back, and both men, bloodied and bruised, climb to their feet, still exchanging punches.]

Brian Rentfro: Both men want to destroy each other at this moment.. and neither one is willing to back down.

[Back and forth, the two clobber each other... Rage delivers one real strong slam to the side of Raizzor's head, and the champion stumbles back. Rage then drop kicks Raizzor flat on his back. Rage turns, grabs the table and sets the legs up and puts it right side up. Rage then grabs Raizzor by the hair and props him onto the table on his back. Rage picks up a chair, and slams it down solidly onto the Soul-Taker's stomach. Rage then heads to the turnbuckles.]

Jon McDaniel: Rage is going for a high risk maneuver here.

[Rage props himself up on the top turnbuckle and allows himself a small smile. He jumps, and comes crashing down onto Raizzor with his elbow.. this time the table does break and Raizzor, Rage and the table all crash to the canvas. Rage drapes his arm over the champion.. One... two... Kickout!]

Brian Rentfro: How the hell?? Raizzor managed to get his shoulder up!

[unbelieving, Rage crawls to his feet, with Raizzor following closely behind. Rage stands, and spots his bat outside the ring where he dropped it. Rage jumps outside as Raizzor stumbles away from the table. Rage grabs his bat, and climbs back in... Meanwhile, Raizzor kneels and picks up one of the can lids, and as Rage moves forward, Raizzor spins his upper body around and tosses the trash can lid just like a Frisbee, and it connects solidly into Rage's stomach! Gasping, Rage drops the bat and falls on his ass, eyes wide in shock more so then pain.]

Jon McDaniel: What a move by Raizzor.. I remember him doing that to Mr. T in their Hardcore match!

[Raizzor stands and moves in for the kill, and Rage is able to right himself. Rage backs up, and uses the ropes for momentum and dashes in at Raizzor with a clothesline... Raizzor gets sent hard to the canvas, but quickly gets back up as Rage comes from the other ropes and again, sends Raizzor back down. Raizzor, stubborn as ever, gets back to his feet as Rage goes off the other ropes again.. This time, Raizzor ducks the clothesline and as Rage turns around, Raizzor lashes out with his hand and grabs Rage by the throat!]

Brian Rentfro: Here it comes!

[Raizzor throws Rage's right arm over his shoulder and lifts him up and slams him down with the chokeslam! Rage lays there, breathing hard.. as Raizzor picks up the bat and twirls it a couple of times. Rage moans and sits up, eyeing Raizzor cruelly... he then notices the bat and gets to his knees, propping himself for the inevitable attack. However, Raizzor takes the bat in both hands and crashes it down over his knee, breaking it in two! Rage cant believe it.. ]

Jon McDaniel: Raizzor just broke Rage's bat!!

Brian Rentfro: Talk about getting under someone's skin!

[Raizzor tosses the broken bat pieces out of the ring as Rage jumps up. Rage fakes a swing and instead gives Raizzor a hard kick to the shin. Raizzor stumbles back, and Rage smashes Raizzor down with a super clothesline, and the Soul-Taker hits the canvas with the back of his head hard enough that he immediately grabs his head in his arms. Rage then swiftly kicks Raizzor in the ribs a few times for good measure. Rage then picks up one half of the broken table and props it up over the turn buckles, legs up and hooked over the top. Rage then grabs Raizzor and props him against it, hooking his arms over the ropes. Rage then grabs a chair and puts the handle around Raizzor's neck.. so that he's wearing the chair almost like a amulet. Rage then flips Raizzor off, moves back, cracking his knuckles.]

Jon McDaniel; Oh damn, what is he gonna do.??

[Rage backs to other corner and charges Raizzor... Rage hunches his shoulders and goes for a spear, but Raizzor pushes himself out of the way, dropping face first to the canvas as Rage spears the table.. breaking that half... in half. Both men are exhausted.. down on the canvas and unmoving.]

Brian Rentfro: Man, these two men have gone to the extreme on this one!

[Raizzor angrily rips the chair off from over his head, and turns to glare at Rage, who is nearly out under the broken table. Raizzor grabs a trash can and sits it up in the center of the ring. He limps over, battered and bruised.. and pulls the nearly unconscious Rage to his feet.. Raizzor then scoops Rage up, and starts to turn him over for the Tombstone Shoulder Breaker.. but Rage knees him in the ribs again, and as Raizzor let's go, Rage grabs him by the waist, lifts him up in the air and sends him crashing down onto the broken table. Rage rolls away, a chance to regroup.]

Jon McDaniel: And here I thought Rage was out!

[Rage gets up, and goes over and 'helps' Raizzor to his feet. Raizzor, dizzy, seems out of it.. and Rage goes to scoop him up for a powerslam... but as he gets him up, Raizzor suddenly rams his knee into Rage's nose, and as Rage gasps in pain, the momentum sends him reeling back and Raizzor flips over to his feet, locking his arms around Rage's waist and brings him into position. Raizzor then takes three quick steps forward, and sends Rage into the trash can with a Tombstone Piledriver. Rage slams head first into the bottom of the can, and it topples over. Raizzor then drapes his body over the can as the ref counts.. one...two... three!]

Brian Rentfro: I don't believe it.. Raizzor just beat Rage...

Jon McDaniel: The torture those two men went through is incredible!!

[Raizzor coughs, his body beaten and bruised as he rolls painfully from the ring... Medics rush down to assist both him and Rage.. but Raizzor waves them off, grabbing his hardcore title from the time keeper.. Raizzor stumbles up stage as the medics try to attend to Rage, who is pushing them away and climbing unsteadily to his feet. Raizzor turns, and the two men stare at each other from a distance.. more said in that moment, then ever before..]

Brian Rentfro: I think that's the best way to end this match, let's move on to the main event!

["Destroying Angel" by HT blasts over speakers, as green and white spotlights scan the arena. Silverback appears on the entryway in a silver mesh tank top and black-wrestling tights, the letter "S" inscribed on his right hip. Strolling down the ramp, he flashes his crooked grin to the crowd while his emerald green eyes glow mischievously. He casually climbs the apron and handsprings over the top rope, landing lightly on his feet within the ring. There he crouches, teeth bared, waiting for his challengers to enter.]

McDaniel "With an always serious look to him, you never know how he will react except for dangerously."

Announcer "The first challenger at 6'2" and 240 pounds, presumed from somewhere in Europe, he is the Spider!"

[The Final Countdown by "Europe" begins to play just as the arena lights go out and the ADC tron
lights up with a picture of a giant spider. The picture of the spider fades out and white pyros flare of the ring. The Spider the comes down from the rafters on a harness and enters the ring.]

Rentfro "He still knows how to make an entrance."

Announcer "At 6'3'', 249, from Hollywood, California, Corey Lazarus!"

Rentfro "Someone is actually FROM Hollywood?"

[(All of the lights in the arena dim as strobelights blink on and off around the entrance set. Myst pours from the entrance curtain, and 2 white police-lights turn on around the curtain. The opening strains of "Coma America" by Amen plays as the fans erupt with applause and cheers. Casey Chaos yells out "CUT OFF!" in the song, to introduce the main riff, and then out from behind the curtain walks Corey Lazarus.

His long, brown hair is pulled back into a ponytail, and his wrestling singlet is already on. With hands taped up, and kneepads on correctly, Corey rolls into the ring, and then jumps to his feet in the center, spinning around with his fists in the air so the fans can see him from all angles.

Flashbulbs go off all around the arena to get a picture of Corey, as Lazarus takes off the football jersey and hands it to the ringside attendant. "Coma America" is then slowly cut off.]

McDaniel "And here is the man who'd lighting the internet ablaze with rumors on Who's the Man."

Rentfro "Contact your local cable station to reserve your event now. Go .. we can wait for you."

McDaniel "No, I don't think we can."

[Lazarus is in the center of the ring, staring down Silverback and Spider, and he reaches his hand towards the ring announcer. The announcer hands him a microphone, and Corey taps the receiver end to make sure it works. He brings it to his face, and clears his throat.]

Corey "This better be on...Good, it is. Ladies and gentlemen, I'd just like to make one thing clear about this

match. These two men that stand before me, a guy named MONKEY McDEE and Dalton Campbell, are two of the top stars in the PWA today. I'd just like to ensure that everybody here knows I respect the Spider...but not Silverback."

[Corey walks directly over into Silverback's face, and brings the mic to his mouth again.]

Corey "Silver, you disrespected my girlfriend. You called her a white trash whore. And, under any other circumstances, I might clock you one and knock your damn lights out. But not now. Now, this one's just for the gold. May the best man win..."

[Corey lowers the mic and extends his hand for a handshake. Silverback starts shaking Corey's hand, and the two nod and smile. Corey suddenly kicks Silverback in the gut, and then begins wailing away violently on his head and back with a series of knees to the face, forearms to the back, and elbows to the back of the head. The mic is dropped, and a ringside security guard pulls it out of the ring. The bell rings, and the match is on.]

Rentfro "Now why would Silverback shake his hand?"

McDaniel "I think it would have amused Silverback to shake Lazarus' hand for saying what he did about Emma. He is a sick and twisted individual. Damn you Silverback, damn you!"

[Lazarus forces Silverback into a corner with a series of chops. The Spider comes along And helps him out by kicking Silverback in the stomach while holding onto the ropes for leverage. Silverback slumps to the floor with a tired look on his face. Spider turns and smiles at Lazarus but Corey doesn't smile back.]

Rentfro "Lazarus is in it for the money."

[Corey grabs hold of Dalton and whips him into the ropes, and then lifts him up onto his shoulder for a powerslam. Spider pushes himself out of it, and then turns Lazarus around. He kicks Corey in the gut, and lifts him up for a powerbomb. Corey kicks his legs violently, and then falls down to his feet behind Spider, turning around quickly. Dalton Campbell slowly turns around, annoyance on his face, and Corey leaps into the air, spinning around 360 degrees, and nails a knee directly into the forehead of Spider. Spider rolls off to a side of the ring grabbing his head.]

McDaniel "And the former champ is down. That looks like it had to hurt. Now, who does Lazarus going to choose to pay attention to know?"

[Lazarus walks towards the Spider and starts to lift him up by the neck. The time that Lazarus spent on the Spider gave Silverback time to recuperate. Silverback throws a hand onto Lazarus' shoulder, spins him around and lays him flat with a solid right. Before Lazarus can react, Silverback jumps into the air and comes down with both his feet to Corey's stomach. Silverback then spreads his legs apart and drags his feet across his chest before they connect with the floor.]

Rentfro "We don't see a rake get used to often, but how often do you see a foot rake?"

[Silverback kneels over Lazarus, grabs his head and starts to punch him in the face, a sick smile coming over him. The fans count up to 7 before he stops. He looks at his hand which has a trickle of scarlet that came from Corey's nose. A wide grin replaces the tight smile. Silverback stands up and yells something down to Corey. Spider is up now and takes the initiative. He rushes the ropes, flies off, grabs Silverback and brings him down with a running bulldog.]

McDaniel "You can't look away for a second in these types of matches. Spider is back up, he uses the ropes again and comes with a sliding leg drops over Silverback's throat."

Rentfro "You have to watch everybody, It's easy to lose track of people. Plus, you really only need to pin one person, but you have to take both men out before you can even try for the win."

[Spider brings Silverback to his feet, whips him to the closest corner but doesn't let go. Silverback hits his back solid on the post and Spider uses the momentum to drag himself in and nail a clothesline. He then hefts up Silverback and places him straddling the top turnbuckle and starts punching Silverback in the midsection. Spider goes up to the top rope, and gets Silverback in position for a super-plex. Silverback punches Spider a few times in the ribs, and then pushes Campbell off the top rope, crashing into the guardrails on the outside. Lazarus, who has been up and resting in the opposite corner, rushes towards Silverback on the top rope, somersaults in mid-air, and hooks his legs around Silverback's head. Lazarus then backflips and delivers a hurricanrana variation off of the top rope to Silverback.]

Rentfro "You blinked didn't you. Admit it."

McDaniel "Oh be quiet. Is anyone checking on the Spider?"

[The ref heads out through the ropes down to the floor. Lazarus uses the ropes for momentum and delivers a standing somersault leg drop. He hooks the leg and goes for a pin. When nothing happens he looks around, then gets up and walks over to the ropes to yell at the ref. Silverback flips to his feet, walks calmly over to Corey, scoops him up for a back body drop. Silverback then pull something out of his trunks.]

Rentfro "What the hell is he doing? .. .oh. It's just a piece of rope."

[Silverback gets behind Lazarus and allows him to get up. He then wraps the rope around Corey's neck and pulls tight. Corey managed to slip in a couple of fingers between his neck and rope, but it's not helping to much. His other arm is flailing in the air. Silverback pushes off with his feet backwards and falls down and hits the mat in a sitting position with his legs outstretched, this also brings Lazarus down with him, the rope cutting in deeper. Silverback sees the ref getting back in the ring so he tosses the rope into the middle of the ring. The ref asks him about the rope and Silverback shakes his head no. The ref makes Silverback break the hold. Silverback gets up and he ref asks him again about the rope. Silverback shakes his head no then points to the crowd. He walks the ref over by the arm, points out a fan and makes a throwing motion with his hand. The fan is looking around behind him to see if he meant someone else. The fan is yelling 'It wasn't me' over and over. Silverback has a laugh and turns back to Lazarus but finds the Spider instead. Silverback goes down when a super-kick connects hard with his face.]

Rentfro "I don't know why they call him itsy bitsy in the dressing room."

[Spider picks Silverback up and slam him back down n a samoan drop. Spider grabs Silverback's arm and applies a wrist lock. He's tightening up the hold and wrenching the shoulder from the socket. Spider keeps an eye on Lazarus while he;s doing this. Still in the lock, Spider rolls over forward and pulls Silverbacks arm with him.]

McDaniel "If that was you, you'd be screaming like a school girl right now."

Rentfro "Yeah … HEY!"

[The Spider gets Silverback up and to the ropes close to the corner and quickly climbs over upside down.]

McDaniel "Tarantula! The spider is doing the tarantula!"

Rentfro "Isn't that redundant?"

[The ref makes Spider break the hold. This doesn't take away any momentum as the Spider follows up with a fisherman's supplex then puts on a cobra clutch as he's down on the ground.]

McDaniel "It looks like this may have Silverback. The ref is checking with Silverback and .. no, wait. The ref is making Spider break this hold as well. It looked fine to me, but I guess there was something the ref didn't like about it."

[The Spider glares at the ref, but then goes back to work. Spider goes to the ropes and comes back elbow extended.]

McDaniel "Lazarus somehow got a hand on the Spiders ankle and he's falls to the mat. Now Silverback is up, scoops Spider and comes down with a piledriver."

[Silverback gets up, picks up Spider, kneels down and puts him in his knee for a back-breaker. He keeps him there and points to Lazarus to go to the to rope. Lazarus heads up slowly, readies himself and leaps in the air.]

Rentfro "Missile drop kick, but to Silverback! That caught him completely unaware. Silverback looks pis---- upset. He's up and the two men battle up against the ropes. Silverback gets the upper hand and has Lazarus tied up in the ropes now. He heads to the other side of the ring, gets set and runs at Lazarus for a spear. Corey manages to get loose of the ropes but doesn't have enough time to move out of the way."

[They both fall through the ropes but don't miss a beat. They're both quickly to their feet and continue to trade punches. Spider is getting to his feet on the inside of the ring, he uses the ref to get up and inadvertently distracts the referee. Corey gets the upper-hand and delivers a solid rising knee to Silverback, knocking him down into a fetal position, holding his head. Lazarus grabs a nearby steel chair, and folds it up. He grabs Silverback by the head, and brings him into a position on all-fours. Corey leans the chair against the face of Silverback, backs up a couple of yards, and then runs full-speed towards Silverback, delivering a somersault front dropkick into the chair into Silverback's face.]

Rentfro "Second time tonight that's been useful."

[Spider is up, runs at the ropes, jumps and flips in the air and crashes into Lazarus with his legs. The two men go down.]

McDaniel "All three men are down now actually. This match has taken a lot out of them. I think Lazarus might have hit his head hard on the floor though. He doesn't really seem to be moving."

Rentfro "And the ref starts the 10 count. I don't think anyone wants to see this end in a count-out. Do you?"

Rentfro "One, two, three … three seconds on the floor. Ah ah ah."

[At 5 Silverback and Spider start to stir. At 8 they get up and start trading punches. Corey Lazarus uses the metal stairs to help him up. He looks to the top of the turnbuckle and starts to climb.]

McDaniel "First the ref starts the count, know he's outside the ring trying to get them to stop and get back inside the ring. What's he doing?"

[Silverback whips spider up against the ring post and as Dalton stumbles back, he gets scooped into a flapjack that connects on the announcers table. Silverback hops up to the ring apron and jumps at Spider leading with his elbow. Spider rolls off and Silverback crashes onto the table but it doesn't break. Spider gets up onto the table, grabs Silverback by the neck and runs.]

Rentfro "Running neck-breaker off of the table to the floor!"

McDaniel "What's she doing here? This is no place for her or any non-wrestler right now."

[Emma runs out from the locker room area and down to the ring. She looks over at Silverback and Spider, and then to Corey. Corey sees her, and the two stare into each other's eyes. They smile simultaneously, and Emma nods as Corey mouths something.]

Rentfro "What did Lazarus just say to Emma?"

McDaniel "I don't know, but you can guarantee that it'll be good!"

[Lazarus hops off of the top rope and backs to the other side of the ring. He fakes an injury, holding his knee as he screams in pain, and the referee comes over to check him out. Silverback muscles his way put from underneath the Spider and kicks him in the gut. Silverback steps back to catch his breath. Lazarus continues acting, and Emma grabs a steel chair from underneath the ring and keeps it folded. Silverback knocks Spider to his knees, and then turns around to be met with a chair across his face by Emma.]

Emma "NOBODY CALLS ME A WHITE TRASH WHORE, BITCH!!!"

[Lazarus stands up straight, totally ignoring his "injury," and leans over, concentrating on Silverback. The referee is still jawing at Lazarus to see if he's all right, and Emma reaches back underneath the ring. She

produces a table, and drags it out as the referee is still jawing with Corey in the ring.]

Rentfro "What's Corey going to do now with Emma's help?"

McDaniel "I don't know, Rentfro, but it sure does look as if Silverback's in trouble!"

[Emma sets up the table, and Spider helps her put Silverback on it. The two shake hands, and Spider slides back into the ring whereas Emma walks up the ramp halfway. Spider taps the referee on the back, and the ref starts jawing at Spider. Corey runs over to the corner closest to Silverback, jumps onto the top rope, and then does a swan dive into a 450 splash off of the top rope to Silverback on the outside through the

table.]

McDaniel "THE HOLLYWOOD BOMB THROUGH A TABLE!!"

[The ref rushes over to check the damage outside. Spider slides out of the ring and picks Lazarus up off of the floor, then tosses him into the ring.]

Rentfro "Good moves by Lazarus earlier, but you can't expect to go through all of that and not get hurt yourself. Spider has Lazarus up and hits with a scissors kick. They're up again, Spider throws Lazarus to the ropes and hits a DDT as he's coming back at him. He's down. And the cobra clutch finishes off the Spider's Grasp!"

[Spider has Lazarus down on the mat and Silverback is still down outside.]

McDaniel "Who's that now? He came right out of the crowd and he's wearing a robe with the MoA on it. He's in the ring behind Spider. A boot to the head. That got his attention. Spider is up but is slammed down with a belly to belly supplex. The robed man picks up Spider and delivers a … Mindbender! That's Nightstryker!"

[Stryker lets his hood down and reveals himself to everyone. He then scoops him up, puts him in a headlock. And walks backwards to the ropes. He locks on at the waist, jumps up a but and …]

McDaniel "Belly to belly supplex. The jump gave him the angle to lean back on the ropes to clear Spider to go over them. Spider is down on the floor hard. Nightstryker waves bye to the Spider and heads to the back. Now with only one man in the ring the ref isn't distracted by action in the ring. He goes over and starts the count. Well, no one said there couldn't be a count out in this match."

Rentfro "8, 9 10. He got to ten! Spider and Silverback have been counted out. Lazarus wins the match but not the title. He may not walk away with the gold, but this can only elevate him here in the PWA. Wait a minute, now who's coming out?"

McDaniel "That's Ashe! He's running down like a bat out of hell and slides into the ring. Lazarus is still down from before. He kneels and punches Lazarus right in the face. The crowd is counting along. He drags him to his feet and kicks him in the gut. This can't be good. No it's not, the Twyted Chord! Lazarus is out and Ashe walks back up the ramp in particular hurry. What has gotten into Ashe? Is this a new dark side?

McDaniel "What a way to end the night. This has been a PWA production. May you drive safe tonight and …"

Rentfro "Make sure you don't smell like perfume when you get home.

Good night!"