High Stakes 2002

Live from the Pyramid, Memphis, Tenn.

April 28, 2002

In Ring Interview...

! N-N-NEW AGE PANZIES !

[The screen is covered in a redish tint as the NAP music begins to play.  Robbie Robinson comes out with his normal cocky strut.  The crowd boos as he puts his hands over his head and points to the enterance.  Panzadise then makes his way out throwing up the NAP sign.]

Brian Rentfro:  "What a way to start the show!"

[Dise makes his way into the ring as the crowd screams in a mixed reaction.  The panzy takes his Intercontinental Title off from his waist and throws it over his shoulder.  He grabs a microphone and pushes his hair back.  The place is going nuts...]

John McDaniel:  "Here we go..."

[Dise begins to speak over the crowd...]

Dise:  "Welcome to Panzadise!"

[Robinson grabs the mic and paces around the ring.  He then speaks...]

Robinson:  "I'd like to thank everyone for coming to _MY_ Pay-Per-View, High Stakes!"

[The crowd boos Robinson as him and Dise laugh...]

Robinson:  "Please, please, autographs later.  Now, we all know you came here tonight to see the NAP.  You guys want to see Dise and myself in high calibur matches.  Well, unfourtuantley, we are stuck wrestling Fallen Angel and that hooker Sandra!"

[The crowd boos some more.  Dise leans over to use Robinson's mic...]

Dise:  "She is a hooker..."

Robinson:  "A dirty hooker.  But regardless, we have been booked to wrestle here tonight.  So, me and Dise are going to _guarantee_ a quality performance for everyone here, and everyone watching at home!"

Brain Rentfro:  "Woo Hoo!"

John McDaniel:  "Gimme a break..."

[Dise grabs the mic from Robinson and looks over the crowd.  He begins to speak...]

Dise:  "We have more important things to worry about besides mid-carders and skanks.  After tonight we are going to continue our real mission, taking out the trash around here.  Fallen Angel and Sandra are so horrible, we can't even call them trash.  They are just that bad..."

[The crowd boos loudly...]

John McDaniel:  "Panzadise is sickning..."

Brian Rentfro:  "I love it..."

Dise:  "Fallen Angel, you better be ready, because the HOUNDS OF HELL HAVE BEEN UNLEASHED!"

[Robinson leans over to use Dise's mic...]

Robinson:  "You mid-carder!"

[The NAP music begins to play as Dise drops the microphone and hold up the Intercontinental Title.  Him and Robinson begin leaving the ring to a mixed reaction...]

Brian Rentfro:  "Fallen Angel is a mid-carder John, you gotta admit it..."

John McDaniel:  "Why don't you go leave with the NAP..."

Brain Rentfro:  "Can I do that?"

Masked Lard vs. Mystery Man

Rentfro: Ladies and Gentlemen, it is our unfortunate duty to report to you that The Masked Lard is currently hospitalized. Apparently he choked on a Ho-Ho or some other such snackcake. He is recovering but will not be able to make it tonight.

McDaniel: However Mack Moran has seen to it that there will be a replacement for tonight's mystery man, so let's hear it for SCOTTIE SNOW!!!

("How You Remind Me" by Nickleback hits the PA as Scottie Snow walks to the ring. Pyro goes off as he walks to the ring, causing Scottie to be extremely startled. He gets in the ring as soon as he regains his composure, and awaits his opponent.)

Ring Announcer: The following contest is our opening match at High Stakes, and it is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from International Falls, Minnesota, weighing in at 212 lbs. SCOTTY SNOW!!!

And his opponent...

("Voodoo" by Godsmack plays over the PA, as a huge black man in a fez, sunglasses and black stretch pants walks out accompanied by a vivacious woman dressed in a green halter top and green bottom. Smoke fills in between them.)

RA: And his opponent...To be accompanied to the ring by Saladin and Jade, from Bombay, weighing in at 244 lbs. SABIN!!!

(An average sized man dressed in white stretch pants with a gold sash, and with a tattoo of a dragon wrapped around his chest. He walks to the ring with his pretty boy face on, flanked on either side by the monster Saladin and the beautiful Jade. He climbs in the ring and stares down his opponent.)

McDaniel: Look at the size of that guy who's with Sabin.

Rentfro: Forget him, look at the beauty of the woman who's with Sabin, YAHOO!!

McDaniel: Please tell me you can focus.

Rentfro: Don't I always?

(The bell rings and Sabin stretches out a couple times before moving towards Snow, never once taking his eyes off of Scotty. Scotty starts off with a right hand to the jaw, but Sabin shrugs it off. Scotty tries again, but Sabin just shakes his head and smiles.)

Rentfro: Looks like this Sabin may turn out to be a somebody after all.

(Scotty tries one more time to connect with a right hand, but this time Sabin counters the punch reels Snow in. He executes an overhead belly-to-belly suplex, and Scotty bounces hard off the mat once, and then lands halfway across the ring.)

McDnaiel: Great display of strength by Sabin. At 244 I wouldn't figure him to be a man of strength.

Rentfro: If Jade is his girlfriend, then I think that could give him strength.

McDaniel: Will you focus on the match.

Rentfro: What do you mean? Of course I am focused on the match. Do you suppose Jade is a Libra or Cancer?

(Sabin picks Scotty up by the hair and then whips him into the ropes. Scotty comes back to find himself the recipient of a high leg clothesline. Sabin picks up Scotty again and throws him into the corner. He executes a samoan drop from the top rope, and stays down for the cover.)

McDaniel: 1-2-Shoulder up!

Rentfro: Scotty came up quickly after that move, better work on that injured back though.

(As if he heard Rentfro, Sabin executes a pendulum backbreaker on Snow. He holds Snow in place, lifts him up, and executes the same move again. He repeats this process two more times, before releasing Scotty. Sabin begins stomping away at the lower back of Scotty Snow. Scotty screams in pain, and Sabin smiles at Jade who jumps up and down for joy.)

Rentfro: MY GOD I THINK MY HEART JUST STOPPED!

McDaniel: I won't dignify that with a response. Sabin is really taking the fight to Scotty Snow. And it seems as if he is focusing on the lowerback.

Rentfro: I've done a little reasearch and it seems as though Sabin's finisher is a Camel Clutch.

McDaniel: That would make sense.

(Sabin whips Scotty into the corner and follows up with a huge diving shoulder into the gut. He does it once more and then signals to Jade that he is going to do it once more. He whips Scotty into the corner, waits a moment, and dives at Snow. But Scotty ducks out of the way and Sabin hits hard into the turnbuckle.)

McDaniel: He could have separated a shoulder right there.

Rentfro: Sabin is in major trouble, let's see if that loser Scotty Snow can capitalize.

McDaniel: What do you have against Scotty anyway?

Rentfro: Wait, if Sabin loses to Scotty, then Jade might dump him! GO SCOTTY!!!

McDaniel: Oy vey.

(Snow gets to his feet first, quickly followed by Sabin. Snow executes a clothesline, knocking down Sabin. Sabin gets up, another clothesline. Sabin up, another clothesline. Sabin up, and Snow throws a dropkick. All of a sudden Jade gets on the ring apron and the ref goes over to get her off. Snow picks up Sabin and executes a brainbuster and goes for the pin, getting what appears to be a three count. Snow gets to his feet when he sees the ref not counting, and goes over to Jade. He grabs her by her brown hair, and she frantically flails her arms around, catching the ref in the eye. Scotty looks as though he is going to kiss her, but suddenly he is grabbed from behind by Saladin. Saladin grabs Scotty by the throat, and executes a lethal one-arm chokeslam on the man, knocking him cold almost instantly.)

McDaniel: My god! And the ref isn't seeing any of this.

Rentfro: How dare that slease-bag lay a hand on Jade!

(Sabin gets to his feet and revives the ref. He picks up the unconscious Scotty Snow and hoists him over his shoulder. He backs into the corner and then executes a running powerslam on Snow. He then flips Snow over and drags him to the middle of the ring as the ref gets to his feet. Sabin slaps on the Camel Clutch, and it is only a moment of time before Scotty says yes and Sabin wins.)

Ring Announcer: HERE IS YOUR WINNER...SABIN!!!

McDaniel: We understand that Bud Adams is going to get a word with the winner.

Rentfro: AND JADE! AND JADE!!

(Bud Adams climbs into the ring as Scotty rolls around on the ring mat in pain.)

Adams: Alright Sabin...certainly a very convincing, if not controversial victory to kick off your PWA career.

Sabin: What do you mean, controversial?

Adams: Well for one thing, you needed the help of Saladin to beat Snow!

Sabin: I don't know exactly what match you were watching, but I defeated Scotty Snow with my Camel Clutch, right in the center of the ring. He gave up, to MY submission hold, not Saladin's. Saladin, works for me. He is my bodyguard, and he does what I tell him to do. Like for instance, if I want him to clean up my garbage, so be it. Go ahead Saladin, clean up the garbage in this ring, and earn your paycheck for the night.

(Saladin nods his head and slowly picks Scotty off the ground. He drapes Scotty over his shoulder, holds him there for a moment, and then drops Scotty straight onto his head. Scotty bounces off the canvas and then lands hard on his back, as he lies there convulsing for a moment.)

McDaniel: This is sickening.

Sabin: You see what I mean? Saladin does, what I tell him to do. As a matter of fact Bud, if I wanted him to, I could have him chokeslam you straight to hell. Is that what you want?

Adams: No, No. Umm, moving along. Who is this, lovely young lady you are with?

Sabin: (pulls Jade to his side) This...is the lovely Jade. She is my consort for this evening, and pretty much every evening. She makes certain that everything I do has a certain flare of style to it.

(Jade whispers in Sabin's ear, and he smiles nodding his head.)

Sabin: And she has just informed me that staying in this filthy town any longer is going to make my tattoo peel. So I bid the idiot public adieu, and Adams, keep in mind that I am Sabin, and you shouldn't hate me, just because I whipped Scotty Snow's ass!

("Voodoo" by Godsmack plays and Sabin walks to the back with his enterage.)

McDaniel: Can you believe the nerve of that guy?

Rentfro: Yeah, she does have pretty hair doesn't she...

McDaniel: I repeat, oy vey.

Sirus Moran vs. Angel (Undisputed Title Match)

Brian Rentfro: That was a shocking first match!!!!  But as amazing as that was, we’re now ready for our first title match of the night!

Jon McDaniel: Sirus has been a staple of the PWA for years.. but he’s got two hellatious matches tonight.. First, defending the Undisputed title against Angel… and then late, he goes one on one with Raizzor inside the Hell in the Cell!  Tonight is truly High Stakes for him.

Brian Rentfro: And Angel, earning his shot in the now defunct LGW to challenge.  If Angel wins, where will he go?  Will he join the PWA?  The UW?  Angel could very well be the HOTTEST Free Agent if he wins tonight!  Let’s get to the ring!

Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Undisputed Championship!!  Introducing first, the challenger, from the LGW… ANGEL!!!

[Faces by Orgy begins and Angel walks onto the stage, dressed in Baggy black cargo pants, black DC shoes, and heavy black cloth bracelets. He walks quietly to the ring, entering it and stretches.]

Ring Announcer: And his opponent, he is the Undisputed Inter-federation Champion!!  From the PWA… SIRUS MORAN!!!!

[More Human then Human begins and Sirus comes onto the stage to the crowds thunderous cheers and screams. He has ‘Al’ with him, waving him in the air with the Undisputed Championship around his waist. Sirus moves to the ring, sits ‘Al’ down in the corner and jumps inside.  He takes off the belt and holds it high in the air.  The crowd’s support is certainly with Sirus.  He hands the belt to the ref who shows it to Angel. Then the ref gives the belt to a ring technician and calls for the bell!]

Jon McDaniel: Here we go!!  The two men circle the ring, feeling each other out. Sirus tries for a lock up, but Angel ducks under it. Sirus tries again with the same effect. Angel knows he has to be careful out there. Angel calls for a test of strength and Sirus is happy to comply. They lock knuckles, but Angel takes the easy road with a kick to the stomach. He whips Sirus into the ropes and nearly takes his head off with a clothesline. No stalling for Angel, as he quickly puts Sirus in a grapevine.

Brian Rentfro: That's a smart move by Angel! Keep Sirus off his feet and you keep him off his game!

Jon McDaniel: Sirus is inching his way toward the ropes...trying to get there...he just makes it. Angel lets go of the hold and backs off. Sirus gets to his feet, but is careful about putting pressure on his leg. Angel whips Sirus into the ropes again, but Sirus ducks a clothesline, then comes back on the rebound with a flying forearm. Angel is up quickly only to meet the business end of a superkick.

Brian Rentfro: Look at Sirus's face. I think he hurt his leg more with that kick.

Jon McDaniel: Sirus pulls Angel up, then attempts a brainbuster. Sirus's leg buckles out from under him, and  Angel falls on top of Sirus for a pin.

One...

two...

kickout. Angel is up fast and drops an elbow on the Undisputed Champion. He goes for another, but Sirus moves out of the way. Sirus whips Angel into the ropes again, then ducks down for a body drop. Angel dives over Sirus and goes for a sunset flip!

One...

two...

kickout. Short clothesline by Angel which is followed up with a DDT! He applies a cobra clutch! Sirus is in the middle of the ring and has no where to go. Sirus is fighting to get to the ropes. Angel kicks his leg, causing it to buckle, and now they're down on the mat. Sirus is in dire straights right now, but he isn't submitting. The referee checks his arm.

One...

two...

back up!

Brian Rentfro: Can anyone at home honestly say they didn't expect that?

Jon McDaniel: Angel still has the hold locked on, and Sirus can't get standing. The ref checks the arm again...

one fall....

two fall....

Brian Rentfro: NO! His hand didn’t go down!! Sirus fights to his knees.  One! Two! Three elbow to Angel’s stomach!  Angel let’s go and Sirus hits the ropes, comes back and sends Angel down with a hard clothesline!

Jon McDaniel: Sirus presses the advantage, pulling Angel to his feet.  He whips Angel again, going for another clothesline it looks!!  No, Angel ducks it and spins with a back kick to the head!!

Brian Rentfro: Angel applies an armbar on the fallen Sirus. Moran fights to reach the ropes and eventually makes it. Angel releases the hold and Sirus gets up. Angel starts to whip Sirus into the ropes, but Sirus reverses it. Sirus catches Angel in an abdominal stretch off the ropes. Sirus twists Angel around, hooks the other arm and nails an impaler DDT. Sirus covers,

 one...

two..

kickout. Sirus pulls Angel up and gets an irish whip revered. Angel ducks down for a back body drop, but Sirus leaps over him for a victory roll. Angel rolls through to make the pin attempt himself.

One...

two...

Sirus reverses...

one...

two...

Angel reverses...

one...

two...

kickout.!!!

Jon McDaniel: WOW!

Brian Rentfro: GASP!

Jon McDaniel: Need water from announcing all that??

Brian Rentfro: I’m fine!!  Angel is up, as Sirus follows closely behind.  They lock up again and Sirus comes out on top with Angel in a front face lock. Sirus lifts Angel up and nails him with a flapjack. Angel hits the mat hard enough to flip over. Sirus locks on a dragon sleeper. Angel fights, but he's in the middle of the ring. The referee lifts his arm

once...

twice...

it stays up. Angel uses his legs to pull himself toward the ropes, but it is a slow progress. It is a hard fight, but Angel finally reaches the ropes. Sirus breaks the hold. Angel pulls himself up using the ropes, then takes down Sirus with a superkick.

Jon McDaniel: Angel is using every advantage he can!!

Brian Rentfro: Angel closes in on Sirus as he stands.  Angel attacks, but Sirus hits a desperation kick to the stomach!  Sirus then reaches forward and locks Angel up and hits some major headbutts!!! 

Jon McDaniel: We know what this means!!!  Sirus goes to whips Angel! Whoah! Angel blocked, he just kicked Sirus in the stomach himself… Whoah!! Double arm underhook!! Could this be!!!

Brian Rentfro: He gets Sirus up!! He’s turned him!! FOREVER DARK!!!  OUCH what a move!! Angel coves…

ONE…..

TWO…..

THREE!!!!!!

Jon McDaniel: ANGEL WON!!! ANGEL BEAT SIRUS MORAN!!!          

Brian Rentfro: Angel is in disbelief!! The ref is raising his hand, but Angel is so wobbly he can’t focus!!!

Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen!! The winner of this match….AND NEW UNDISPUTED INTER-FEDERATION CHAMPION………ANGEL!!!!!!!!!!!

Jon McDaniel: Holy Crap!!!  What a match!!!  No shame in losing in this encounter!! Sirus had that title for almost a year and a half!!!

Brian Rentfro: Sirus is up!! He’s wiping his forehead and his he looks to be in some pain.  Angel turns and the two men stare each othe down.

Jon McDaniel: Angel tenses… Sirus extends his hand.. the crowd is going nuts.  Angel pauses, nods once and the two men shake!! Incredible!!  Now those are two amazing champions!!!

Brian Rentfro: Angel was the better man tonight, but Sirus just proved how ‘immortal’ he is for the PWA and the AOWF community!!

Jon McDaniel: both men leave together, and we’re ready for our next match of the evening!!!

Corey Lazarus vs. Blood Warrior vs. Fat Andy Pickett (Hardcore Title Match)

Jon McDaniel: Right now we're going to rush backstage. We've gotten word that there's a commotion back there involving the participants of this match!

(We see Lazarus, Blood Warrior and Pickett laying on the concrete floor backstage. There's a broken hockey stick on the floor nearby. Silverback is sitting on a stack of crates in the background. Nightstryker is in the foreground. He drops the baseball bat he's holding and covers Pickett. The referee counts. 1...2...3.)

Brian Rentfro: Did I just see that? Nightstryker won the Hardcore Title?

Jon McDaniel: I think so, Brian. What a world...

Erik "Valek" Draven vs. Dalton "The Spider" Campbell

[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 the ramp to various cheers from the crowd and enters the ring.]

Campbell’s music stops, and there is silence for a brief moment, until the silence is broken by a familiar voice over the speakers.

Voice: “Seeing Draven get his ass kicked from Pillar to Post is just too good a thing to miss…”

[The crowd erupts in cheers as Chamelion’s music begins to blare. Chamelion stands at the top of the entrance as pyro begin shooting all over the stage. As they clear, Chamelion is seen making his way down to the commentator’s desk, taking a seat next to Brain Rentfro, who hands him a headset.]

Brian Rentfro: I guess you’ll be joining us for this event?

Chamelion: There’s no way in hell I’m going to be stuck in the back looking at some damn monitor while the Spider rips Draven apar---

[Chamelion is interrupted by the loud buzzing sound of the lights as the flicker on and off. Eventually they fade out as “To Live Is To Die” by Metallica kicks up. The spot light shines down on the entrance way as Eric Draven steps out, wheeling a specially designed Casket to the ring. The Casket is chrome silver, cover with thin black lines in a pattern resembling a spider’s web. He wheels it aside the ring and waste no time in sliding under the bottom ropes, where Campbell awaits him with a series of kicks to the back and head.]

Jon McDaniel: I can't believe the hatred that we are seeing from these two men!

[Draven rolls over and catches Daltons foot, pushing it back and sending The Spider to the mat. Both men are quickly back on their feet. Draven lunges at the Spider with a hip tackle and sends him sprawling to the ground. He then takes position of Dalton and punches him hard in the face five or six times. Finally Dalton gets the sense to move his head out of the way to avoid the punch and Draven sends his fist into the canvas. Wincing in pain and massaging his knuckles, Draven goes to attack Dalton again, but the Spider is too quick and he flips Draven off of his body and sends him into the corner of the ring. Dalton then gets to his feet and does a baseball slide into the face of Draven sending the back of his head hard into the ring post.]

Chamelion: Oh yeah Dalton! That's my man! That's my man! Hey Eric, I think you left one of your 4 brain cells on that ring post!

Brian Rentfro: Shut up Mark! Do you want him to come over here?

[Capitalizing on the situation Dalton picks up Eric by the hair and shoves his knee hard into his face. He then grabs him and throws him out of the ring towards the announcers table where he lands down hard onto his back. Dalton then begins to climb up the turnbuckle. He seems like he is about to go for the Hero's Victory but thinks better of it. Instead he flies off the table with an Elbow aimed at the sternum of Draven.]

Chamelion: Oh yeah! Like a pancake!

Jon McDaniel: Draven rolled out of the way! Dalton's in pain!

[Clutching his elbow, as he is lifted up off the ground by Draven, Dalton winces as he is tossed like a sack of potatoes into the hard guard rail surrounding the ring. Dalton collapses to the floor holding his elbow in pain. Draven then picks him up and slams his face down hard into the railing. Draven tries the move again but Dalton counters it and sends Draven down to meet the railing. He then grabs him by the wrist and throws him down to the announcers table where he grabs a pitcher of water that is sitting in front of the table and breaks it across the face of Draven.]

Chamelion: I was drinking that you bastard!

Brian Rentfro: Hold up guys, the casket is over there! Get the hell away from here!

[Dalton hops up on top of the table and drags Eric up as well. He then sets him up for a huge power slam and drives Draven down hard onto everything that is scattered about the table. He then motions for Chamelion to put the mic up to Draven‘s face as Campbell applies The Spider‘s Grasp.]

Chamelion: Say it, you little bastard! I know it won't mean that Dalton won the match, but admit defeat!

Draven: You…will DIE!

[With a surprising burst of inhuman strength Draven uses his arms for leverage and is able to kick Dalton in the head with his free leg. The Spider, stunned, falls to the ground off of the announcers table. Draven then gets to his feet and begins to strangle Dalton with the cord from one of the announcers microphones. Dalton is grabbing at his throat and trying to regain his breath. Chamelion shoves Draven off of Campbell, Draven crashes into the railing as Chamelion moves over to capitalize. Draven rises to his feet, unfazed, and turns to confront Chamelion, as The Spider slowly regains his footing behind him. Chamelion and Eric are exchanging harsh words and insults when Draven quickly turns and hits Dalton with a hard spear that almost sent him into the lap of Brian Rentfro.]

Brian Rentfro: Dalton, I really like you but I don't think…

[Eric picks up Dalton and sends him back into the ring. On the way to the ring Draven picks up a shovel that was lying underneath the ring. A dazed and confused Dalton gets to his feet just in time to see Eric Draven reaching back with the shovel and swinging it at the Spider's head. Dalton ducks to the floor and barely keeps his head on his shoulders. Draven then goes for a low, sweeping blow with the shovel aimed at taking out the Spider's feet, but Dalton is able to see this, and jumps over the arc of the shovel. Draven then holds the shovel like a sledge hammer and sends it crashing down onto the skull of The Spider.]

Jon McDaniel: No way to jump or duck that one

[The Spider then falls to the ground in a heap as Eric Draven drags him towards the open coffin. Dalton Campbell seems to be out cold, but at this time Chamelion gets up from the table carrying another large pitcher of water. Draven tosses the limp body of The Spider into the coffin and just as he is about to slam the lid shut, Chamelion tosses the water into the face of Dalton Campbell, attempting to revive him, and scoots quickly back to the table. As the lid is shutting Dalton is just able to stick his arm up in time to stop the lid from closing and ending the match.]

Brian Rentfro: You can't do that!

Chamelion: I own half the company, I can do whatever it is I want!

[ The Spider has now hopped out of the coffin and is battling with Eric Draven on the aisle leading up to the back stage area. The two men are exchanging hard blows, left and rights are flying like crazy. Draven lifts a knee, catching Campbell in the gut, and downs him with a DDT. Dalton lays motionless on the ramp as Draven stands, hovering over him and smiling sadistically.]

Jon McDaniel: This man makes me Sick!

[Draven bends down to pick Campbell back up when from nowhere, someone cracks him in the back of the head with a sheet of glass. It shatters everywhere, and brings Eric down to one knee, holding the back of his head, which has started to bleed.]

Brian Rentfro: SANDRA! She just busted Draven wide Open!

Chamelion: That’s my girl.

[Draven rises back to his feet and slowly turns to face the culprit. Sandra starts to back away as Draven slowly stalks towards her. From behind the curtain, a metallic pipe is swung out, nailing Sandra in the back, sending her into Draven, who catches her by the throat. From behind the curtain, Kotori emerges, a sinister smirk on her face. She drops the pipe and arrogantly waves to Sandra before disappearing into the back.]

Jon McDaniel: What kind of sadistic control does Draven have on this girl?!

Chamelion:….

*THUD*

[Chamelion tosses his headset down and rushes to the casket, where Eric still has Sandra by the throat, choking her down into the coffin. Chamelion rushes at Draven, nailing him with a lariat. Valek releases his grip and stumbles towards the ring. Chamelion unleashes a series of punches and kicks on Draven, swinging like a man possessed.]

Jon McDaniel: Hell Yes! Get that mother….

Brian Rentfro: What the #**k?!!

[The Spider has regained his footing and just hit Chamelion over the skull with the metal pipe. Chamelion stumbles to the side, but keeps his balance. He looks over at The Spider, confused.]

Brian Rentfro: What the hell is this?!?

Jon McDaniel: What is Campbell doing!?

[Sandra charges at Dalton, but Draven, whom now stands in the ring, reaches over and grabs her by the hair, pulling her onto the apron. Meanwhile, Dalton and Chamelion trade fists on the outside, with Campbell getting in a few hits with pipe…ones that Chamelion doesn’t block. Draven lifts Sandra up and Choke slams her inside the ring. The Spider whips Chamelion into the guard rail and charges after him. Both men go over, Dalton landing on top of Chamelion. He lays in the punches. Chamelion rolls, him now atop Dalton, laying on the lefts and rights. Back in the ring, Draven has Sandra set up for the Tombstone Piledriver, but she fights her way out of it and lands behind Draven. She hit’s a low blow and Eric buckles over. Sandra grabs the shovel left in the ring by Draven earlier, and raises it in the air, but The Spider, from out of nowhere, snatches it from her grasp from behind. Before she can turn around, Campbell hit’s a falling reverse DDT, the back of her head barely missing the Shovel.]

Jon McDaniel: Who ever thought I’d see The Spider helping Eric Draven!

Brian Rentfro: But why?! I thought these two hated each other!

[Both men roll to the outside and move towards the casket. Campbell opens the lid as Draven pulls Sandra to the outside and tosses her inside the coffin. He slams the lid shut and begins to wheel it up the ramp.]

Brian Rentfro: Where are they going with Sandra?!

Jon McDaniel: Oh No! Not this!

[Like shades from Genesis IV, Draven lines the casket up with the edge of the ramp and looks over. A sadistic smile appears on his face. He looks over to Campbell, who just nods his head in approval.]

Jon McDaniel: Some of these people are actually cheering these two on! What the hell is wrong with them?!?!

Brian Rentfro: They just wanna see somebody get hurt…sick bastards!

[Eric pulls the casket back, preparing to send it over the edge, a good 10 feet to the concrete floor below. Before anything else can be done, Chamelion charges up the ramp, shovel in hand, nailing the unsuspecting Spider, first, then swinging it at a wide angle towards Draven’s head. It connects with a loud crash, but Draven still stands, dazed. Chamelion swings back and hits him again, this time taking Draven off his feet. Chamelion wastes no time in getting Sandra out of the casket and to the back, as Draven sits up and Campbell pulls himself to his feet.]

Jon McDaniel: Thank God for Chamelion…who knows what would have happened had he not been there!

Brain Rentfro: Wait…I don’t think this is over just yet!

[Draven and Campbell stand toe to toe. Both men are broken and bloody from battle, but the intensity still burns bright within them. The two exchange words and walk to the back, leaving behind their mass of carnage and millions of questions of just why these two have allied with one another.]

Dr. Demise vs. Showtime (Grizzly Beer Title Match)

Jon McDaniel:  Up next we have an old school PWA favorite, and an old school SWA favorite...this should be a very interesting match up.  

Brian Rentfro:  Showtime keeps showing up, after his recent uhhh...break, he's back once again to reclaim the Grizzley Beer title.  To tell you the truth, Jon, I seriously doubt Dr. Demise is ready to relinquish his title just yet.

Jon McDaniel: I'm getting word from back that Showtime is making his way toward the entrance ramp as we speak so without further ado...

Ring Announcer:  The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL!!!  And it is for the prestigious Pioneer Wrestling Association GRIZZLY BEER TITLE!!!  Coming down first, the challenger....weighing in at 235 lbs., and standing at 6'3...

Walking around I hear the earth seeking relief

I’m trying to find a reason to live

But the mindless clutter my path

Oh these thorns in my side

I know I have something free

I have something so alive

I think they shoot ‘cause they want it

(The lights begin to barely dim as "Bullets" by Creed hits over the PA-system,  maroon fireworks begin shooting down from the rafters as Showtime arrogantly walks out.  He is met with a pretty mixed response, a few cheers, a few boos...but there's an odd silence.  Not what you'd usually expect for a showtime match.  He continues down to the ring decked out in his silver and maroon tights, a dragon down one side, and the words "Hollywood Dragon" down the other.  He rolls into the ring and hits his chest once with his fist and lifts his hand to the heavens and hops down.)

I feel forces all around me

Come on raise your head

Those who hide behind the shadows

Live with all that’s dead

Ring Announcer:  he is a former multi-time World Champion....hailing from Hollywood, California...the proclaimed 'Hollywood Dragon'...he is.....SHOOOOOOWWWTIMEEEEEEEE!!!!

Look at me…look at me

At least look at me when you shoot a bullet

through my head

Through my head

Through my head

Through my head

("Bullets" cuts off)

Jon McDaniel:  Not the biggest crowd reaction tonight, but what can I say Showtime hasn't been putting on the same kind of shows he used to put on...but maybe he'll pull out of the slump tonight and give us one hell of a match!

Brian Rentfro: I doubt it...he and Jay came in, attacked Thunderwolf, and did nothing else following that.

Jon McDaniel: Well let's see how he fares here tonight against Dr. Demise....Th...

(The lights dim out..."I feel so numb" by Rob Zombie hits...)

Mud bath, acrobat, a midnight drive

everybody’s slippin everybody survive

radio talk show try to project

everything you need when you gotta connect

Brian Rentfro:  I guess Dr. Demise is ready to come out here and get this match under way...

blacken the sun!

what have i done?

i feel so bad i feel so numb yeah!

blacken the sun!

what have i done?

i feel so good i feel so numb yeah!

Ring Announcer:  Next, he is the current Pioneer Wrestling Association GRIZZLY BEER CHAMPION!!!  Hailing from Hartford, Conneticut...

(Dr. Demise emerges to a pretty big pop from the fans...yet another mixed reaction, although the cheers outnumber the boo's in this case.  He comes out onto the entrance ramp wearing an open trench coat, jeans, black combat boots, and a black tank-top.  He has on a pair of dark sunglasses and a red bandana on his forehead as opposed to his usual black bandana...his hair is tied back in a ponytail, and a sledgehammer rests on his right shoulder, the Grizzly beer title on his left....he begins to slowly walk down to the ring, a grim smirk on his face...)

 Sugar sweet braniac on your neck

get in to tomorrow man I gotta reflect

a blue world dream girl up the street

gotta wake her up cause I don’t want her to dream

Ring Announcer: Standing at 6'6" and weighing in at 257 lbs., he is a former SWA volume. 2 World Champion...a master of the Xtreme Death Drop....

blacken the sun!

what have i done?

i feel so bad i feel so numb yeah!

blacken the sun!

what have i done?

i feel so good i feel so numb yeah!

Ring Announcer:  He is.....DOOOOOOCCCTOORR....DDDDDEMMIIIIISSSEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Demise makes his way down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope, Showtime tries to stomp on him, but Demise rolls out of the way and all showtime get's is a stomp in on the sledge hammer.  Demise gets up to his feet as his music cuts off and the ref rings the bell, Demise slips one arm out of his trenchcoat and Showtime comes charging in at him and clotheslines him into the ropes, he begins an array of punches on demise, but demise pushes him backwards, Showtime falls backward to the center of the ring, Demise slips his trenchcoat the rest of the way off and makes his way towards Showtime.  Demise starts to pick Showtime up but is met with a low-blow, Demise grabs himself and almost falls over.  He stumbles backwards and holds onto the ropes to catch his breath,  Marcus Ambrose runs up behind him and hits a missile dropkick the the small of Demises back.  Demise grabs his back in pain, now clutching onto the middle rope, the other hand on his back.  Showtime pulls Demise to his feet and hits a knife edge chop...and follows up with another.  He backs up against the other set of ropes and comes running at Demise only to get a boot in the face.  Demise circles Showtimes body and picks him up, as he begins to lift him he hits a european uppercut...)

Jon McDaniels: And Showtime goes down!  Dr. Demise is following up by choking Showtime to the ground...Showtime is gasping for air!!!  But the ref forces him to break the hold...Demise doesn't seem very happy with that call, Brian.

Brian Rentfro:  Demise has Showtimes arm now...he's stepping on the back of Showtime and trying to pull the arm out of socket!  Do it Demise!!! Do it!!!

Jon McDaniel: I've just gotten word that backstage, Dalton Campbell has been attacked by the MoA! Draven and he were jumped from behind, but Draven was left laying while Campbell was dragged away someplace.

Brian Rentfro: Damn, do you think I could use his dressing room, then?

Jon McDaniel:  Showtime is in eminson pain now, he's pounding the mat in anger...sliding closer and closer to those ropes!  Demise doesn't give him the chance by pulling him back to the center of the ring.  He's still holding onto Showtimes arm as he pulls him up....Shoulder breaker!!!  Demise still isn't letting go of that arm!    Another shoulder breaker!   And a third!  

Brian Rentfro:  Demise grabs Showtime by the hips...sideslam!!! 

Jon McDaniel:  And the cover....

Ref:  1.....kickout!

(Demise gets up off of Showtime and bounces off the ropes and attempts an elbow drop, but Showtime rolls out of the way.  He quickly gets to his feet and leaps up onto the turnbuckle, awaiting Demise to stand back up, Demise pushes himself to his feet holding his elbow, and before he can turn around Showtime is there with a flying clothesline to Dr. Demise,  Demise hits hard and Showtime jumps to the top and see's a girl fan in the audience holding a large sign of him...he blows her a kiss and pauses for a second, he dives off the turnbuckle with a body press, but Demise get's his knees up....)

CRRRR-UNCH!!!

Jon McDaniel:  OOOOOH MY GOD!!!  Did you hear showtimes ribs?!

Brian Rentfro:  Too much showboating....

Jon McDaniel:  Demise putting on quite the show tonight....

Brian Rentfro:  Demise is picking up Showtime now,  he tucks him between his legs...he pulls back...

Jon McDaniel: PULLING PILEDRIVER!!!!

Brian Rentfro: That should be it!!!  

Ref:  ONE!!!!!

Jon McDaniel:  He can kick out of this!!!

Ref:  Two!!!!

Brian Rentfro:  And Demise shall retain his...

Ref: Three!!!....NO!!!  KICKOUT!!!

Jon McDaniel:  Demise picks Showtime up one more time...whips him into the ropes..Showtime hangs on!

Brian Rentfro:  Showtime takes a few steps away from the ropes and begins to catch his breath...SILVERBULLET!!!  DEMISE JUST SPEARED HIM OUT OF NO WHERE!!!!  The cover again!!!

Ref:  ONE!!!!   TWO!!!!   THREE!!!!!

(Showtime slips his foot up on the ropes as the refs hand hits three...)

Brian Rentfro:  Demise wins!!!   Hahahahaha!!!  Go DOCTOR!!!

Jon McDaniel:  But the ref is looking at showtimes foot...and it's on the ropes!  But he clearly put it on after the third count!  SCREW JOB!!!

Ring Announcer:  THE REFEREE SAYS SHOWTIMES FOOT WAS ON THE ROPES!!!   THEREFORE THE MATCH WILL BE RESTARTED!!!!!

Brian Rentfro:  What in the hell?!  DEMISE BEAT HIM!!!!

Jon McDaniel:  The fans don't seem to appreciate that call...can't say I exactly agree with it either.

Brian Rentfro:  Showtime is back up as is Demise.  They're circling around the ring...and they lock up for the first time this match!  Showtime somehow overpowers Demise into the corner.  A knee to the midsection followed up by a shortarm clothesline against the turnbuckle.  Demise slumps over onto the ground as Showtime begins unlatching that turnbuckle pad.  That exposed turnbuckle could do a lot of damage look at the edges on that thing!

Jon McDaniel:  Showtime pulls Demise back up to his feet...he Gorilla presses Demise over his head, but his having trouble do to his ribs...HE DROPPED DEMISE ON THAT EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE!!!  Demise is cut open!  Showtime is pulling him to his feet once again...HE SLAMS DEMISES HEAD INTO IT AGAIN!!!  AND AGAIN!!!  AND A THIRD!!!  CUATRO!!!   AND ONE LAST TIME!!!!! 

Brian Rentfro:  Showtime is picking Demise up out of that corner and whips him into the opposite turnbuckle...but the ref was in the way!  The ref is out cold what in the hell...anything can happen...WHOO-HOO!!!!

Jon McDaniel:  Showtime is setting Demise up on the turnbuckle...he's gonna suplex him into the ring...BUT DEMISE Has the leverage!!!  He's got him in a vertical position.....SHOWTIME IS SUPLEXED TO THE OUTSIDE!!! 

Brian Rentfro:  Demise is climbing to the outside,  he's picking up that sledgehammer that he brought to the ring with him...and choking Showtime with it. He lifts it over his head....SHOWTIME ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! NO!  Showtime is crawling around the ring apron now...he grabs the Grizzly Beer Title from the time keeper...but Demise doesn't see it...he's hiding behind the time keeper as Demise circles the corner!  What a coward!!!

Jon McDaniel:  Showtime comes running from right beside us...he leaps into the air...AND LEVELS DEMISE WITH THE TITLE!!!!  Showtimes looking under the ring...hell this isn't a hardcore match Showtime get back in the ring! 

Brian Rentfro:  WHAT ON GODS GREEN EARTH?!?!?!?!  Showtime has a ceiling fan!   Our ring crew leaves an awful lot of junk under our rings.....

Jon McDaniel:  He slams that fan lightbulb, globe, and all over Demise's already busted open forehead!  Demise is GETTING UP!!!  Showtime is backing off now...and the ref looks to be getting up to...but he still seems kinda weary!  Demise doesn't seem affected...he's chasing after Showtime now...AND TACKLES HIM TO THE GROUND!!!!!!!!!!   LEFT!!!  RIGHT!!!  LEFT!!! RIGHT!!!  LEFT!!! RIGHT!!!! 

Brian Rentfro: Demise with a series of punches there...he slides Showtime under the bottom rope now, and slides under himself...he picks up Showtime again and hits a rib breaker!!!  Showtime is clutching those already hurt ribs...LISTEN TO THE FANS!!!  I've never once in my career heard them get behind him like this...this...this is a once in a life time thing!

Fans:  LET THE BLOOD FLOW!!!   LET THE BLOOD FLOW!!!  LET THE BLOOD FLOW!!!

Jon McDaniel:  Showtime seems to be showing some anger after that...but he's having trouble getting up!!! Demise pulls Showtime to his feet...Silver Bullet! 1...2...3!

Brian Rentfro: Look at this! The MoA are coming out of the rafters!

(Inside the ring, Demise looks at the MoA and decides just to leave. Showtime gets surrounded and the MoA beat him down to the mat.)

Jon McDaniel: This is just disgusting. Back to their old form.

(Ridel grabs Showtime and raises back up into the rafters.)

Brian Rentfro: Hey, Showtime! Tell Spider he still owes me 5 bucks!

Chamelion vs. ???

Brian Rentfro:  I dunno, Jon.  Any guesses who Nina has lined up to face our esteemed co-owner of the PWA?

Jon McDaniel: Not a clue, and I’m not too sure it was such a bright idea for Chamelion to accept this challenge.

Brian Rentfro: Let’s not wait any longer!

Ring Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, he is a former PWA World Champion, and now Co-owner of the PWA… weighing in at 245lbs, from Nevada, CHAMELION!

[‘Come with Me’ begins and the crowd erupts as Chamelion comes onto the stage.  He stands there for a moment, smirking before heading to the ring and sliding inside.  He stares around a moment before jumping to his feet.]

Ring Announcer: And his opponent…

Jon McDaniel: Here we go…

Ring Announcer: Led to the ring by Nina Daemon Macabre, a member of DEATH… he is…..BRYMSTONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Brian Rentfro: Holy….

Jon McDaniel: Brymstone!! Nina’s husband is back!!!

Brian Rentfro: Chamelion is sitting on the turnbuckle, and he looks completely surprised.

Jon McDaniel: Brysmtone is getting into the ring, and he’s staring right through Chamelion.  I don’t think even Chamelion is ready for this challenge…

Brian Rentfro: There’s the bell!  Chamelion’s down off the corner now, and the two men circle each other.

[Chamelion hunches his shoulders, sizing up Brymstone.  The two men meet in the center and lock up.  Brymstone drives his knee into Chamelion, bending him over and with a double axe-handle, Brymstone sends Chamelion hard to the canvas.  Trying to push himself up, Chamelion gets kicked in the side and spun on his back and Brymstone drops a hard elbow right into his neck.  Brysmtone stands, grabs Chamelion by the hair and pulls him to his feet.  Brymstone then whips Chamelion into the ropes and shoulder blocks him to the mat.  Brymstone hits the ropes, Chamelion rolls onto his stomach as Brymstone comes over him.  Jumping up, Chamelion goes to hip toss Brymstone, who blocks it and drives Chamelion back down with a short arm clothesline.]

Jon McDaniel: Doesn’t seem to be much ring rust on Brymstone, and he’s taking Chamelion apart.. piece by piece.

[Reaching down, Brymstone pulls Chamelion up and delivers a couple hard punches to him.. he then whips Chamelion into the ropes, but on the return, Chamelion ducks another clothesline, hits the other side and uses the momentum to drop kick Brymstone.  The bigger man stumbles backwards, but doesn’t drop. Chamelion hits him with another drop kick, and it sends Brymstone over the top rope, and he lands feet first on the floor.]

Brian Rentfro: If he’s going to keep the offensive, Chamelion’s got to chase him outside.

[Chamelion goes to the ropes, but Brymstone grabs his feet and rips them out from under him.  Chamelion lands hard on the canvas and Brymstone drags Chamelion outside.  Brymstone then slams his fist into Chamelion’s head a couple of times to unbalance him and then whips Chamelion into the steel steps.  Hurt, and weak, Chamelion tries to stand when Brymstone grabs him by the hair and takes him to the announcers table.]

Jon McDaniel: Whoah! Not over here guys!!!

[Brysmtone slams Chamelion’s face into announcers table, and then throws him against the apron of the ring.  Brymstone races in, but Chamelion steps out of the way and drives his elbow into the back of Brymstone’s head.  Brymstone turns, seemingly unaffected and Chamelion backs up.  Brymstone charges in, but Chamelion sidesteps again and pushes him into the ring post.  Startled, Brymstone backs up and Chamelion turns, grabs a chair at ringside… winds up and smacks Brymstone in the back of the head with it.. driving the bigger man against the railing at ringside.]

Brian Rentfro: He risked a hell of a Dq there, but the ref is letting the two men go at it.

[Brymstone turns around just as Chamelion meets him with a clothesline, sending both men over the railing and into the fans.  The fans are screaming and cheering as Chamelion stomps on Brymstone while he’s down… Chamelion nudges a fan aside and picks up another chair, dropping it on Brymstone’s head.  Brymstone shakes the pain off and stands up, and the two men brawl deeper into the fans at ringside.]

Jon McDaniel: Now this is something we’ve not seen in a while.

[Chamelion uses the crowd to starve Brymstone of his offensive, hitting him with small hard punches.  Brymstone however, grabs Chamelion by the hair, and hits him with a knee lift.  Brymstone then turns Chamelion around and pushes him back to the railing and throws him clear over the railing onto the floor at ringside.  Brymstone steps over as Chamelion pulls himself into the ring.  Brymstone follows, but Chamelion is quick to hit the other side and deliver a base ball slide to Brymstone’s masked face.  Stumbling back, Brymstone is unprepared as Chamelion scurries to the top rope and flies outside the ring.  Chamelion hits a body splash on Brymstone, knocking both men to the canvas.]

Jon McDaniel: Chamelion’s taking all the risks he can to put the bigger man away.

[Weak, Chamelion stands, wobbly.. but Brymstone follows, and looks little the worse for wear.  Shaking his head, Chamelion tries to punch, but Brymstone blocks and returns one of his own.  Chamelion falls backwards, and Brymstone takes Chamelion and slips him into the squared circle.  Brymstone follows, grabs Chamelion by the throat and picks him up.  He goes for a chokeslam, but Chamelion hits a low blow.. Brymstone stumbles and let’s go… Chamelion then hits him with a hard punch to the jaw and locks him up in the Rupture!  Chamelion tries to lift him, but Brymstone elbows him in the side of the head.  Chamelion is pushed away, turns for another try and gets Chokeslammed to the canvas by Brymstone.]

Brian Rentfro: What a move!  I think Chamelion is out from that one.

[Nina, at ringside, urges Brymstone to chokeslam Chamelion again.  Brymstone nods and picks Chamelion up, grabs him by the throat and as he starts to lift Chamelion’s arm over his shoulder, chamelion stomps on Brymstone’s foot, uses the momentary distraction and DDT’s Brymstone to the canvas.  Angry, Chamelion slides out of the ring and pushes the time keeper off his chair and grabs it.  He pushes the chair in the ring and follows, picking it up.]

Jon McDaniel: The ref is there, warning Chamelion not to use the chair.. I guess In the ring, he doesn’t want that happening!!

Brian Rentfro: Chamelion is not listening tho, he’ll be Dqed if he does use it.

[Chamelion pushes the ref aside, but Brymstone is up and hits Chamelion with the big boot.  Chamelion falls hard on his back and Brymstone picks up the fallen chair.  He circles behind Chamelion as he starts to stand, and ignoring the ref, slams the chair into Chamelion’s back!  Chamelion stumbles into the ropes, turns and gets met with another chair shot to the head.  The ref calls for the bell and Disqualifies Brymstone.]

Jon McDaniel: Chamelion’s bleeding from those chair shots!!  Now what’s he doing?

[Brymstone chokeslams the ref who tried to get in the way. Nina is in the ring and tells Brymstone something.  He turns, puts the chair in the center of the ring and grabs Chamelion. He turns Chamelion over and hits a tombstone pile driver right on the steel chair.]

Brian Rentfro: Oh come on!! Someone stop Brymstone!!  There’s no need for this!

[Brymstone stares at the bloody Chamelion, then at Nina’s urging, he picks him up, turns him over and drives him to the chair with a second Tombstone.  Suddenly, security, Sandra, Sirus and other wrestlers all come running out from backstage.  Nina taps Brymstone on the shoulder and the two exit the ring.  Sandra hurries to Chamelion’s side, who is unconscious and covered in blood. Sirus and the others stand in the ring, between Brymstone and the couple.]

Jon McDaniel: Brymstone just sent a message to the wrestling community, and to Chamelion specifically.  If this is what we can expect from the return of this monster, the PWA is in for some serious trouble.

Brian Rentfro: Medics are down in the ring now, attending to Chamelion.  We’ll get more word to everyone when we know more.  But I assume this is going to be the last match we see from Chamelion for quite some time.

Jon McDaniel: They’ve got him on a stretcher and are now easing him from the ring. Sandra and Sirus assist… and that clears the ring for our next match.

Phoenix & Prisoner vs. Anderson & Collins (Tag Team Title Match)

Ring Announcer: The following match is for the PWA World Tag Team Titles. The winner of this match, by whatever means necessary, will become the PWA Tag Team Champions! Introducing first, the team of the Phoenix and the Prisoner!

("She Didn't Know" by the Tragically Hip comes on the PA as the two men come to the ring.)

Ring Announcer: And their opponents...Brian Anderson and Marcus Collins!

(Anderson and Collins walk to the ring, but just stand around outside the ring area. The referee tells them to get in the ring, but they refuse. He starts to count...1...2...3...4...5..6...)

Brian Rentfro: What are they doing?

Jon McDaniel: Losing.

(7...8...9...10! The referee raises Prisoner and Phoenix's hands.)

Jon McDaniel: I've got no idea why, but Anderson and Collins just gave away the tag team titles!

(Bionic Jive's "I Shot Lucifer" blares over the loudspeakers, and though the theme is newer, the crowd know what is coming, and errupts into boo's.)

Jon McDaniel: This could be bad. The Masters have already made their presence felt, what do they have in store for Collins and Anderson?"

Brian Rentfro: Well, give it a second and I'm sure we'll find out!

(First Creed emerges, black cut-up jeans, a gray hoodie. Shortly after, Nick Ridel enters the arena, wicked smile on his face, leather jacket covering
his body. He leans on his white bat.)

(Following slowly behind the two, emerges Darren Ridel, the leader of the Masters. Gray tights with black lightning up the side, taped wrists, and an
ankle-length trenchcoat is his attire for the night. Covering his eyes are navy-blue framed Oakley's, and across his face a smile emerges. The boo's
reach a deafening peak for the night.)

Jon McDaniel: It's Darren Ridel! He's back in the PWA, and he's at the helm of the Masters! Is he orchestrating what's happened tonight?

Brian Rentfro: You just said it yourself, he's at the helm of the Masters. Wouldn't that mean he.. Oh, whatever.

(Collins enters a fit of rage, and Anderson motions for him to remain calm. Holding their position in the ring, they wait for the music to die down...
And a mic emerges in Ridel's hand.)

Ridel: "Well, then... It's been a while Marcus. How's your brother?" (The comment earns him a glare of resentment that would strike down most men in an instant.)

Ridel: "I see... Hope that whole branding-iron thing blew over. I thoguht my family had problems, but Nick's never seared my flesh, so I guess we have that going for us." (Both men chuckle a bit.)

Ridel: "Well, enough of the formalities, let's cut to the chase. Styx is gone. My King has left this mortal world, and now I inherit his throne. That's right, Marcus. All your hatred. All your resentment towards the MoA... now belongs to me. I own your hate. I own your disgust. But that's not all. This change brings something much more significant to you and I.

Many moons ago, Styx decreed that certain people would be off MoA-limits. A select few would be forever free of any MoA intervention. This included some people you know, didn't it? Some people very close to you were made to be able to live their lives without worry of us. The Masters.

However... Now I call the shots. I decide who's off-limits, and who isn't. Marcus... the game has just changed dramatically." (The rage burns in Collin's eyes. Ridel seemingly eats it up. Enjoys it. Takes it in.)

Ridel: "Hm, perhaps I've touched a nerve. Don't worry, Marcus, I've had my fun with your family, and now I have to find more innovative ways to make your life miserable. Like your friends." Jon McDaniel: This is horrible. Is there no limit to the lengths they'll go to? Brian Rentfro: Shut up, this is drama!

Ridel: "Showtime... he didn't put up much of a fight did he? You and him... you're real buds aren't you? I bet you might be a little mad to see this one then..." (The image on the monitor shifts to that of Showtime and Spider, hanging on Steel crosses. Bloody. Beaten. Alone.)

Ridel: "Now the question bodes... where in this arena are they? A traitor and a casualty of the War for the future... our War, Marcus. How many more people will suffer because of our battle? How many more must endure my wrath? Well, I'm sure we'll find out eventually.

But for now, let's play a little bit of a game. If you can find those two insects before the event ends, you can set them free, and you win. If you don't find them before the event ends... well... I can't very much ensure their safety. In-fact, by the time this event is over, Silverback here might have a thirst for blood." (Silverback sneers evilly as he tightens the chain around his hands.)

Ridel: "Yeah, it could get messy. Guess you better start the hunt, Marcus. Time's wasting away.."

Jon McDaniel: This is horrible. Is there no limit to the lengths they'll go to?

Brian Rentfro: Shut up, this is drama!

Ridel: "Showtime... he didn't put up much of a fight did he? You and him... you're real buds aren't you? I bet you might be a little mad to see this one then..." (The image on the monitor shifts to that of Showtime and Spider, hanging on Steel crosses. Bloody. Beaten. Alone.)

Ridel: "Now the question bodes... where in this arena are they? A traitor and a casualty of the War for the future... our War, Marcus. How many more people will suffer because of our battle? How many more must endure my wrath? Well, I'm sure we'll find out eventually.

But for now, let's play a little bit of a game. If you can find those two insects before the event ends, you can set them free, and you win. If you don't find them before the event ends... well... I can't very much ensure their safety. In-fact, by the time this event is over, Silverback here might have a thirst for blood."

(Silverback sneers evilly as he tightens the chain around his hands.)

Ridel: "Yeah, it could get messy. Guess you better start the hunt, Marcus. Time's wasting away."

("I Shot Lucifer" cranks over the speakers, and the MoA dissipates to a flurry of jeers from the crowd. Marcus and Anderson follow soon after.)

Rob Robinson vs. Psycho Sandra

McDaniel: Well this is going to be a bit one-sided if you ask me.

Rentfro: Of course it is. Sandra doesn't stand a chance against President Robinson.

McDaniel: Yeah, whatever.

Rentfro: Just wait!

McDaniel: Is President Robinson nuts for taking part in this match?!

Rentfro: He'll...have a plan.

("Sikamikaniko" by The Red Hot Chili Peppers plays over the PA.)

RA: Ladies and gentlemen introducing first, from Washington DC PSYCHO SANDRA!!!

(Sandra walks to the ring admist cheers from the crowd.)

Rentfro: She seems confident, her little boyfriend isn't with her tonight.

McDaniel: Yeah, that certainly seems like the case.

RA: And her opponent...

("Tear Away" by Drowning Pool plays over the PA, as Rob Robinson walks to the ring admist great pomp and circumstance. Of course the fans boo him loudly, but he pays no attention to that.)

RA: From St. Louis, weighing in at 170 pounds, President ROB ROBINSON!!!

Rentfro: GO ROB!!

McDaniel: You do remember you're supposed to be impartial right?

Rentfro: Impartial?

McDaniel: Anyway, it seems kind of odd to me that Robinson wouldn't bring Panzadise with him to ringside.

Rentfro: Panzadise must be preparing for his big intercontinental title defense still to come later tonight.

(The bell rings and Robinson confidently approaches Sandra, and the two meet in the middle of the ring. Robinson begins talking smack against Sandra, and Sandra reaches back and slaps him. Robinson rubs his cheek in pain, and he tries to punch Sandra. Sandra blocks and connects with two forearm shots to the face, pushing Robinson to the ropes. She whips him to the other side of the ring, but Robinson slips under the ring ropes. He walks around the ringside area, in shock that Sandra would hit him.)

Rentfro: Maybe President Robinson is getting a little more than he expected, but he still looks in control.

Sabin: To quote Sabin, what match are you watching?

Rentfro: Very funny.

(Robinson prepares to slide back into the ring, but as soon as Sandra approaches him, he slides back out. The crowd begins chanting "chicken shit" at Robinson, who immediately covers his ears and yells at the crowd. Sandra takes the distraction oppurtunity and climbs out of the ring. She grabs Robinson from behind and begins punching him hard in the face. She whips him into the steel steps and Robinson hits them hard. He arches his back in pain and screams out some incoherent name.)

McDaniel: Am I hearing things, or did he just scream out a name?

Rentfro: You must be hearing things.

(Sandra throws Robinson back in the ring and follows him shortly. She smiles as Robinson uses her legs to climb back to his feet. She helps him up, sets him up, and kicks him right in the groin hard.)

Rentfro: OH MY GOD!!! SOMEBODY GET SOME HELP OUT HERE!!!

McDaniel: Calm down Brian!

(Sandra smiles as Robinson rolls around on the ground, and she signals for the Lobotomy. The crowd suddenly turns to the arena entrance as a figure runs out at full speed. Sandra turns around to find Robinson, but instead fins herself the recipient of a Silver Bullet, courtesy of Dr. Demise.)

Rentfro: DEMISE SAVED ROBINSON FROM THAT PSYCHO WINCH!!! WHAT A SAINT!!

McDaniel: Hardly! He had no business out here, what's he doing?

Rentfro: Protecting his investment, remember he said he had $500 dollars that said that Sandra would lose this match.

McDaniel: Sandra wins by DQ, but I'm sure she's not going to be happy about it!

McDaniel: Now what's he doing?

(Demise sets a table up on the outside as Robinson looks like he is directing traffic. Demise then picks Sandra up on the top rope, and positions her head between his legs.)

McDaniel: He's not going to do what I think he's going to do, is he?

Rentfro: This may be going a tad too far.

(Demise smiles as he lifts Sandra high above his head. He jumps off the top rope and nails Sandra with a top rope powerbomb, right through the table.)

McDaniel: OH MY GOD!!! SANDRA MAY HAVE BEEN BROKEN IN HALF!!!

(Demise smiles and picks Sandra up, he throws Sandra into the ring and Robinson pins her. He forces the ref to count.)

Ref: 1-2-3!!!

McDaniel: This is sickening! We need some help down here for Sandra, as she may have been annhilated by Demise.

(Demise hovers over Sandra, as if he is going to attack some more, but the gang of referees come out, causing Robinson and Demise to scatter. Demise and Robinson then leave the ringside area together, both smiling along the way.)

McDaniel: Thank god the refs were here to stop Demise, who knows what that mad man would have done.

Panzadise vs. Fallen Angel (IC Title Match - Best of 3 Falls)

RA: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for the best two out of three falls and it is for the PWA Intercontinental Championship!

McDaniel: This is going to be one of the most physical matches we've seen in a good long while.

Rentfro: Panzadise has made absolutely sure that we don't forget the match these two had back at Genesis. Panzadise defeated Fallen Angel then.

McDaniel: But he will have to do it twice tonight in order to keep that Intercontinental Title in tact. And we do understand that by order of President Robinson, Nic Midnight and all members of the nAp are barred from ringside.

Rentfro: Interesting stipulation there. I wonder what use it is.

(The screen begins to fae between silver and the color, with the feed being interrupted.)

McDaniel: That's can only mean one thing.

N...N...NAP!!!!

(The nAp theme music begins playing throughout the arena, and the screen is mixed with silver and red hues.)

RA: Introducing first, from Tampa Bay, Florida; weighing in at 300 lbs...the leader of the nAp and the PWA Intercontinental Champion, PANZADISE!!!

(Mixed reactions abound for the champion as he swaggerly makes his way toward the ring. The Intercontinental Title is draped over his shoulder. As soon as he steps in the ring silver and red sparks flare up around him out of the ring post corners.)

Rentfro: Does that look like a man who is willing to lose the Intercontinental Title tonight.

McDaniel: Most certainly not.

(A phoenix's cry is heard in the background as the lights go pitch black. "Down with the Sickness" by Disturbed starts up over the PA.)

RA: And his opponent...from Devil's Tower, Wyoming...weighing in at 298 pounds...FALLEN ANGEL!!!!

(Fallen Angel strolls darkly down the arenaway with several cheers heard in the background. He climbs into the ring as the lights come back up and removes his coat and cane, handing them to the ringside attendant. With his back turned for a moment, Panzadise jumps him from behind, hitting him with a clubbing blow to the back of the head.)

McDaniel: And already Panzadise starts the match off with a cheap shot from behind.

Rentfro: With Fallen Angel, you get what you can.

(Panzadise punches Angel back into the corner and begins to pound him there. Panzadise chokes Angel with a boot to the face and backs away at the ref's count of four.)

McDaniel: Panzadise had better be careful, as if he gets disqualified that's one fall against him.

Rentfro: It would suck to lose a fall that way.

(Panzadise smiles for the crowd, but Angel fights out of the corner with right hands. He grabs Dise by the hair and throws him into the same corner he himself was in a moment ago. He begins kicking and punching Dise in the corner, and then takes him out when he's satisfied with the punishment. Angel takes him to the middle of the ring and whips him into the ropes. Dise bounces off tries a clothesline on Angel which Angel ducks. Angel again nails a coupld of right hands to Dise, before setting him up and nailing him with a jawbreaker. Angel goes for the cover.)

Ref: 1-2-shoulder up.

Rentfro: It is going to take a lot more than that to beat Panzadise.

McDaniel: I agree, Panzadise is one of the toughest individuals in the PWA.

(Angel picks Dise up by the hair and whips him into the ropes again. He executes a back elbow when Panzadise comes back around. Angel picks Panzadise up again, scoops him up and slams him. He climbs to the top rope, and tries a guillotine leg drop, but Dise moves out of the way. Dise goes over to the hurting Fallen Angel and sets him up for a Panzadise Bomb.)

McDaniel: Panzadise may be trying to end this early!

Rentfro: This is going to be a short match if he hits this.

(Panzadise lifts Angel to the sky and drops him hard onto the mat. He wipes his hands clean for a moment, as if to say that is it. He covers Panzadise lacklusterly.)

Ref: One-Two-Th...shoulder up!!!

Rentfro: I DON'T BELIEVE IT! I don't think ANYBODY'S ever kicked out of the Panzadise Bomb.

McDaniel: I don't think Panzadise himself believes it either.

(Panzadise looks at the ref stunned. He backs the ref into the corner angrily, wanting to know why the ref didn't count three. From behind Fallen Angel crawls to his feet and sneaks up on Panzadise, he rolls Panzadise up.)

Ref: 1-2-Shoulder up.

McDaniel: Panzadise almost cost himself that fall. He'd better control that temper of his if he knows what's good for his title reign.

(Angel and Dise both get to their feet slowly, before they begin to punch each other out. Panzadise gets the upper hand, and knocks Angel down after about four or five stiff right hands. He elects not to go for the cover, and sets Angel up on the top rope. Fallen Angel knocks Panzadise flat on his back, and Panzadise screams in pain.Dise begins to hold his right arm in tremendous pain.)

Rentfro: Whoa Whoa, Panzadise looks hurt.

McDaniel: I think the ref is going to check on Dise here, to see if he can continue.

(Fallen Angel climbs down off the top rope and stares at Dise as the ref checks to see if Dise's arm is okay. Then, out of nowhere, Demise appears for the third time tonight, and hits The Silver Bullet on Fallen Angel, knocking the Dark Phoenix to the mat. Demise then quickly runs out through the crowd.)

McDaniel: Dammit, is Demise going to keep ruining matches like this. He already hospitalize Psycho Sandra and Showtime. What's going on here?

Rentfro: I guess another favor for Robinson...perhaps.

(Dise suddenly recovers the strength to his arm and goes over to cover Fallen Angel.)

Ref: 1-2-3!!

RA: The winner of the first fall, Panzadise!!!

McDaniel: Panzadise wins the first fall thanks to that no good SOB Demise.

Rentfro: Hey, I think Demise gave ample warning to FA. Angel knew that something like this might happen, he's just lucky he still has a chance to win this.

McDaniel: A chance? He has to beat Panzadise twice in a row. I think this is a huge disadvantage for the challenger now.

(Panzadise quickly sets Angel up to finish him off. He whips Angel into the ropes and nails a big boot to the face. He covers.)

Ref: 1-2-Shoulder Up.

(Panzadise then kicks Angel in the gut and sets him up for another Panzadise Bomb. He nails the move, and then poses for the crowd for a moment. After a second or so, he goes for the cover.)

Ref: One-Two-Thrrrrrrrrnno!!!

(Panzadise angrily covers Angel again.)

Ref: 1-2-Shoulder Up!

(Panzadise gets fed up and punches Angel in the face once more before going for the cover one last time.)

Ref: 1-2-Thrrrrrrrrr...

(Panzadise sits up, thinking he has won, but Angel got the shoulder up. Panzadise climbs to the middle rope on a turnbuckle and salutes the crowd.)

McDaniel: Somebody better tell Panzadise that he hasn't won this match quite yet.

Rentfro: Angel is starting to stir! TURN AROUND DISE!!

(Panzadise is interrupted in celebration by the ref, who informs him he hasn't won. Panzadise can't believe it, and stays on the turnbuckle with his back turned. Angel sneaks up from behind and nails Dise with an axebahndle to the back. He climbs up to the middle rope with Dise, sets him up, and nails him with a back suplex from the middle rope!)

McDaniel: This could be the turning point in the match.

Rentfro: NO FAIR!!!

McDaniel: And what Demise did was fair?

Rentfro: ....

(Angel slowly stirs, and Dise has yet to move. Fallen Angel covers Dise and the ref counts.)

Ref: 1-2-3!!!

RA: The winner of the second fall is FALLEN ANGEL!!!

McDaniel: Fallen Angel has survived two Panzadise Bombs, and he has evened the score here at one a piece.

Rentfro: Where's Demise when you need him???

(Fallen Angel rolls over and slowly gets to his feet. Panzadise follows him up and the two of them begin trading punches once again. Panzadise catches Angel with a punch that stuns Angel. Dise whips FA into the ropes and catches him with a sideslam as he returns. Panzadise covers.)

Ref: 1-2-Shoulder Up!

(Dise argues with the ref AGAIN as Angel staggers to his feet. FA nails Dise with a forearm to the back of the head , which causes Dise to slam into the ref in the corner and all three men in the ring are down. Then, from out of the crowd, comes Demise back again. He gets in the ring and sizes up FA as Angel gets to his feet.)

McDaniel: Oh no, not this again.

Rentfro: LOOK OVER THERE THOUGH!!

(From out of the crowd comes Chamelion, wielding a ball bat. He chases Demise around the ring once and Demise seeks refuge back in the ring. He stares at Chamelion who does not follow him, but smiles willfully. Demise bumps into something as he turns around, and sees Fallen Angel staring him down. Demise tries to run but FA catches him by the hair. He throws Demise into the corner and sets him up. He hits the Sweet Revenge on Demise, and Demise rolls to the outside half-conscious. Angel talks trash to Demise on the outside, turns around and catches a boot to the gut. Panzadise sets Angel up for a Panzadise Bomb a third time, but Angel fights out of it. After a back body drop by FA, Dise is thrown into the corner by Angel. FA charges, but Dise gets the boot up. Dise signals to the crowd, pulls FA to his feet and hits the Panzadise Bomb. Dise drops down and cover as the ref slowly counts.)

Ref: 1......2........3!!!!!!!!

RA: Here is your winner...Panzadise!!!!

The Phoenix vs. Jay (World Title Match)

McDaniel: Well we have seen a lot of stuff happen tonight but the biggest stuff is yet to come.

Rentfro: Tonight we will see Jay against Phoenix for the world title and...

(Rentfro is interrupted by music. "Feel So Numb" by Rob Zombie blares over the PA as Dr. Demise comes out again.)

McDaniel: Not again!

Rentfro: Hey, where are your manners, it looks like he is going to join us right here right now.

(Demise sits down at the commentators table.)

Rentfro: Hello Dr. Demise and welcome to High Stakes...again.

McDaniel: Before we begin I just have one thing to ask you. Why have you been interjecting yourself in everyone's matches tonight.

Demise: First and foremost Jon let me remind you exactly who you are talking to. I am Dr. Demise, the Grizzly Beer Champion and the man that this company now revolves around. And secondly, it is none of your business exactly what my business affairs are.

Rentfro: Don't mind him he gets irritable sometimes.

Demise: I've noticed.

McDaniel: Well, nevertheless we've got the world title match next up and I think we're ready to begin.

RA: The following contest is scheduled for one fall...and it is for the PWA World Heavyweight Championship.

(The techno beginning of "The Blue Light of the Underwater Sun" by Moby begins playing throughout the arena.)

RA: Introducing first the challenger...from New Yord City, weighing in at 265 pounds...JAY!!!

McDaniel: I know you are quite acquainted with Jay, eh Demise?

Demise: Jay is a spectacular athlete and I hold him in high regard as the only man to pin me in a match. But the simple fact is that in itself was a fluke and if I ever get the chance to avenge that loss I will.

(Jay climbs into the ring and awaits his opponent. "Rain" by The Cult begins to play as Phoenix comes down to the ring, flanked by Nightstryker and Silverback.)

RA: And his opponent, being accompanied by Nightstryker and Silverback and representing the MoA...the PWA World Champion...PHOENIX!!!

(Phoenix climbs into the ring and removes his title belt, handing it to the ref.)

Demise: Here we have a case of a man who is a fluke champion. Let's see if he can actually win a match on his own.

McDaniel: Well the MoA out here certainly won't help things out much.

Rentfro: Could you beat Phoenix Demise?

Demise: Could I beat him? The more appro poux question is SHOULD I beat him? The guy is already pathetic enough as it is without me humiliating him.

(The bell rings and Phoenix and Jay circle each other in the middle of the ring. They lock up in the center and Jay hooks up Phoenix with a side headlock. Phoenix counters by whipping Jay into the ropes and he catches him with a shoulder block. Jay pops back up and runs at Phoenix again, who uses the same move. Phoenix smiles as Jay gets back to his feet, and their eyes continually stare at each other.)

McDaniel: Great show of strength by Phoenix.

Demise: The only great thing he could ever do.

(Phoenix and Jay lock up again and Phoenix forces Jay into the corner. He sets Jay up and connects with a series of knife edge chops to the sternum of Jay. Jay slouches down in pain in the corner. Phoenix whips Jay into the other corner and runs up right next to him. Phoenix plants his feet firmly on Jay’s chest and rolls back, launching Jay back into the middle of the ring with a monkey flip.)

Rentfro: I don’t think Phoenix has ever done anything like that before.

(Phoenix picks Jay up quickly and sets him up in the middle of the ring.)

McDaniel: Don’t tell me this match is going to be over this quickly.

(Phoenix nails The Flame on Jay, who bounces off the canvas once before landing with a thud.)

Demise: Well, THIS is exciting.

(Phoenix thinks about covering Jay but stops and instead climbs to the top rope. He signals for Jay's end and nails Jay with The Ashes.)

Demise: Gee...I wonder if Jay can kick out?

McDaniel: Very funny.

(Phoenix covers.)

Ref: 1-2-3!!

RA: Here is your winner and still PWA World Champion, Phoenix.

Demise: Oh my, I hate to think who he'll beat next. He is unstoppable right Jon?

McDaniel: Your sarcasm is duly noted and unappreciated.

Demise: Yeesh, talk about a tough crowd. Well Brian it's been fun, but I'm blowing this popsicle stand. See you peons later.

Rentfro: Ladies and gentlemen, the Grizzly Beer champion, Dr. Demise.

Sirus Moran vs. Raizzor

Brian Rentfro: I honestly never thought we’d be seeing what’s about to go down here!

Jon McDaniel: For over three years, Sirus Moran and Raizzor have been friends, allies, and in many ways.. family.

Brian Rentfro: Sirus still to this day can’t accept that Raizzor is completely lost, but the Soul-Taker is on a mission… and has but one single purpose.. the end of Sirus Moran.

Jon McDaniel: The history between these two is rich and deep.  From their early alliances to the historic battle at Who’s The Man? 2000.. their incredible Tag-Team title reign and backing each other up through the worst of times.. people are still in shock as to Raizzor’s turn.

Brian Rentfro: I may not have always been a fan of Sirus Moran or Raizzor.. but even I didn’t want to see it come to this.  Let’s go down to the Ring Announcer and get this over with.

Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is the HELL IN THE CELL MATCH!!!!  Introducing first.. he is a legend here in the PWA… a corner stone and by everyone’s definition.. the Chosen One… accompanied to the ring by his tag team partner and long time friend, Grifter… please welcome… SIRUS MORAN!!!!

[‘More Human Then Human’ begins, and the fans of the PWA all jump to their feet as Grifter walks out first, and then Sirus enters the stage carrying ‘Al’.. Sirus looks around the arena, smiling calmly.. and follows Grifter down to the ring.  As he enters, the cage begins to drop… he and Grifter talk for a few moments… then Sirus hands ‘Al’ to him and Grifter exits through the steel cage door.]

Ring Announcer: And his opponent.. a member of DEATH.. he is considered a legend by many.. and accompanied to the ring by Nina Daemon Macabre… The Soul-Taker; RAIZZOR!!!!!!

[‘Instruments of Destruction’ hits the arena as Raizzor enters the stage.  He has on his black duster and Nina walks out behind him.  She walks up and as Raizzor shrugs off his duster, she catches it and folds it over her arm.  Raizzor turns and says something to Nina.  She nods and they walk to the ring.  As Raizzor reaches the cage, he turns, nods back to Nina.. and enters.  Once the door is shut, the bell rings and the match is underway.]

Brian Rentfro: Raizzor’s inside the cage, but not yet in the ring.  Remember, Hell in the Cell cages sit on the floor around the ring.. giving both wrestles access to any weapons UNDER the ring.

[Raizzor climbs the steel steps and glares menacingly to Sirus across the ring.  Sirus rubs his hands together, with a steady smile on his face.  Raizzor steps through the ropes and the two men begin to circle each other.  Then, both men step into the center and go to lock up, but Raizzor ducks underneath and comes up behind Sirus.  As Sirus turns, Raizzor connects with a hard left, driving Sirus back. Raizzor follows with three more stiff punches until Sirus is against the ropes.  Raizzor then grabs Sirus and whips him across the ring.. as Sirus bounces off, Raizzor goes for the big boot to the face but Sirus gets under him and hits the other side.  Raizzor turns as Sirus spears him to the canvas, and hits him with a few quick jabs before jumping to his feet.]

Jon McDaniel: It’s starting off hard and heavy between these two!!

[Raizzor stands, his eyes blazing as he stalks towards Sirus.  They go to lock up, but Raizzor rakes Sirus’ eyes.  Sirus turns away, holding his face and Raizzor rips his finger nails down Sirus Moran’s back.  Sirus arches his back and stumbles to the ropes, where Raizzor grabs his head and runs his face across the ropes.]

Brian Rentfro: Is Raizzor trying to go through the cheater’s guide book here???

Jon McDaniel: This is so unlike the Soul-Taker, it’s definitely not funny!

[Taking Sirus to the corner, Raizzor slams his head into the turnbuckles three times and then kicks his legs out from under him.  Sirus falls to his knees, and Raizzor backs off, then runs forward and rams Sirus into the corner.]

Brian Rentfro: Raizzor knows not to give Sirus any break… he’s merciless!

[Raizzor picks up Sirus, hits two knife edge chops and then whips him to the other corner.  Raizzor charges in, but Sirus moves way and Raizzor collides with the turnbuckle.  Sirus is quick, lifting Raizzor into a back suplex.. sending him to the canvas.  Sirus then rolls on top of Raizzor…1….Kick out!]

Jon McDaniel: To early for a pin fall attempt!

Brian Rentfro: I bet Sirus wants out of there before Raizzor can get another run.

[Both men are up, and Sirus delivers two fore arm smashes, driving Raizzor back. He then whips the Soul-Taker into the ropes and drop kicks him.  Raizzor falls out of the ring and Sirus follows closely behind.  Sirus grabs Raizzor and slams him into the steel cage, then turns him and drives his fist into Raizzor.  Raizzor retaliates by driving his knee into Sirus’ lower regions.  Sirus Drops to his knees from the blow and Raizzor grabs Sirus by the hair. Pulling him to his wobbly feet, Raizzor whips Sirus into the steel mesh, and with a resounding clang, Sirus bounces painfully off and onto the floor. Raizzor then turns, and rips apart the steel steps.. taking the top half to smash onto Sirus. However, Sirus regains his balance and drop kicks the steel steps into Raizzor’s face.]

Jon McDaniel: Good presence of mind there for Sirus.  Now he has to press the advantage.

[Sirus moves over and takes Raizzor by the hair, slamming him back down into the steel steps.  Raizzor hits once, and drops to his knees.  Sirus reaches out, but Raizzor locks his arm around Sirus’s outstretched arm and drives the back of his elbow into Sirus Moran’s throat.  Sirus collapses to his knees.]

Brian Rentfro: That was brutal!!

[Raizzor grins widely, and reaches under the ring, and pulls out a table! Raizzor pushes it into the ring, and climbs in after. Raizzor then pulls the table up, flips open the legs and sets it in the middle of the ring. Wiping his hands, Raizzor then slides out, pulls the injured Sirus to his feet and throws him into the ring. Getting in himself, Raizzor drags Sirus up, and whips him into the ropes, Sirus however, manages to reverse the move.. and as Raizzor comes careening back, Sirus back body drops Raizzor onto the table, which amazingly, does not break.. the legs just bend slightly out.]

Jon McDaniel: That’s got to have taken something major out of Raizzor.

[Sirus hops onto the second rope, measures Raizzor and flies.  Raizzor however, rolls off the table and Sirus hits it square in the center, and bounces off.]

Brian Rentfro: Damn, that’s the strongest table I ever saw!!

[Raizzor picks up Sirus, pulls him between his legs and lifts him up. Raizzor drives Sirus through the table with a powerbomb, smashing the table in two.  Raizzor then goes for the cover…1…..

2…..

Kickout!!]

Jon McDaniel: How the hell did Sirus kick out of that??

[Enraged, Raizzor picks up Sirus, and turns him over for the tombstone Shoulder breaker, but Sirus uses the momentum, and turns Raizzor over.. and drives him down with a tombstone of his own.  Sirus then makes the cover….1…..

2……

Kickout!]

Jon McDaniel: Sirus almost beat Raizzor with his OWN move again!!

[Sirus pushes himself to his feet, shakes off the cobwebs and picks Raizzor up.  He grabs him and locks his arms and delivers a series of headbutts.]

Brian Rentfro: This is it!!! Sirus has him!!

[Sirus then whips the stunned Raizzor into the ropes, and as he comes back, Sirus hits The Nameless Knockout!!!  The crowd is on it’s feet as Sirus covers…

1

2

Brian Rentfro: Raizzor KICKED OUT!! OMG!!

[Sirus sits there on his knees, shocked and looking at the Soul-Taker as he rolls away, trying to get to his feet.  Sirus stands, shaking his head and grabs Raizzor’s arm.  He uses all his strength to whip Raizzor to the ropes and then backs into the other side for momentum.  Sirus goes for a clothesline, but Raizzor ducks and comes back off the other side. Sirus however, was ready and uses Raizzor’s speed to throw him outside the ring.  Raizzor’s head collides with the steel mesh cage!]

Jon McDaniel: What a hit!!

Brian Rentfro: Raizzor’s bleeding harshly from the forehead from that hit!

[Sirus jumps out, and drives his foot into Raizzor, knowing it’s the only way he’s going to stop the Soul-Taker.  Raizzor lays on his back, body propped against the cage and Sirus stomps some more.  Reaching forward through the attack, Raizzor grabs Sirus by the beltline and pulls him hard into the steel cage above him.  Sirus stumbles back and Raizzor stands up.  Raizzor punches Sirus once and then slides him into the ring.]

Jon McDaniel: What’s Raizzor doing now??

[Raizzor reaches again, under the ring and this time pulls out a steel ladder. He quickly pushes it into the ring, following closely behind.]

Brian Rentfro: Another major weapon that Raizzor has brought into the ring!!

Jon McDaniel: Both men want this very badly!!!

[Sirus pulls himself up and runs to the ropes.  Raizzor sees this and bounces off the opposite ropes.  Both men go for clotheslines, and end up driving each other down to the canvas!!]

Brian Rentfro: Now both men are down from that!!!

[Raizzor struggles to pull himself up by using the ropes.. blood covering his face.. Sirus meanwhile, is trying to push himself up on his hands and knees.  Raizzor rights himself and runs forward and ‘punts’ Sirus, flipping him onto his back.  Raizzor turns, and grabs the steel ladder.  He throws it on top of Sirus Moran, and the steel ladder collides with Sirus’s head.]

Jon McDaniel: I don’t know how either man can even stand from all that punishment.. alone with what Raizzor is doing!

[Raizzor reaches through the rungs of the ladder and grips Sirus by the throat.  Raizzor takes his other hand and lifts the ladder as he pulls Sirus to his feet.  Once he has Sirus up on his feet, Raizzor chokeslams him back to the mat, with the ladder right on top of him!!]

Brian Rentfro: HOLY! What strength and violence on the part of Raizzor.

[Raizzor stumbles over to the corner and slowly makes the climb to the top.  He gets there and turns, steadying himself on the top.. watching Sirus lay there in the middle of the ring with the steel ladder over his face.  Raizzor draws his thumb across his throat and jumps!  Suddenly, Sirus rolls out from under the ladder and Raizzor hits the Guillotine Leg Drop on the ladder alone.]

Jon McDaniel: Sirus got out of that one, and Raizzor’s grabbing his leg in pain!

[Raizzor indeed is holding his left leg and cringing.  Sirus pulls himself up.. and wobbles over to Raizzor.  He pulls the Soul-Taker up, who is noticeably limping and he locks his arms around Raizzor.. and hits him with a series of headbutts.. the crowd jumps to their feet in anticipation.]

Brian Rentfro: It’s over.. Sirus has Raizzor set up for the Nameless knockout!!!

[Sirus then whips Raizzor into the ropes to finish him off, but Raizzor comes sailing off of the ropes and connects with the flying clothesline!!  Raizzor then rolls quickly to his feet, still wobbly… and picks Sirus up, turns him over and connects with the Tombstone Shoulder Breaker right into the steel ladder.  Sirus collapses, draped over the ladder!]

Jon McDaniel: How the hell did Raizzor come back from all that??

[Raizzor pushes Sirus off, and picks the ladder up.  He splits the legs of the ladder, standing it up.. and pulls Sirus’ head through the second and third step.  Raizzor then glares momentarily at him, before going back to the ring corner.. hopping onto the second rope.. and hits a modified Guillotine Leg Drop across the back of Sirus Morans head.. snapping his neck down across the steel.  Sirus slides out.. unconscious and on his back.]

Brian Rentfro: Oh god.. his neck could be broken from that!!!

[Raizzor pushes the ladder away, drops and hooks both of Sirus Moran’s legs, wrapping him up and the ref counts..1……2……..3…!!!]

Jon McDaniel: Merciful heaven.. it’s over… maybe Raizzor will be appeased…

Brian Rentfro: Sirus isn’t even moving… he looks in back shape.  Wait!! What’s Raizzor doing now??

[Raizzor climbs out of the ring and reaches under neath.  He slides a pulley and long chain into the ring.. the links are thick and brown in color.. and steps in, grabs the ladder and climbs to the very top with the pulley and chain in his hand.  Taking the hook on the pulley, Raizzor connects it to the top of the steel cage.. he slides the end of the chain through the wheel base and drops the other end down to the canvas.]

Jon McDaniel: Someone get security down here NOW!!!

[Raizzor gets down from the ladder and kicks it aside.  He bends down and lifts Sirus’s head up and wraps one end of the chain links around his throat about four times, and tucks the end through the links. Raizzor then stands, his hand on the other end of the chain.. the crowd is screaming in panic… the refs and security are rushing into the ring but Raizzor hits the first with his big boot.. chokeslams two more and drives the final three to the canvas with hard punches.  Left alone.. Raizzor smiles darkly…and Pulls.]

Brian Rentfro: NO!! NO … STOP HIM!!!!!

[Raizzor pulls hard, and Sirus begins to lift into the air.  Raizzor backs up as he pulls till he reaches the corner.. and he takes the end of the chain and wraps it around the metal post in the corner.  Sirus now hangs about 7 feet off the ground.. his neck wrapped in steel chain.  Raizzor secures the end of the chain and after assuring it will stay.. walks calmly to the center of the ring, directly under Sirus…]

Jon McDaniel: NO.. God now.. help Sirus.. someone please.. HELP SIRUS NOW!!!

Brian Rentfro: Cut the feed!!! Get us off the air… Now!!!!… no…..

[The scene fades as we see Raizzor standing under Sirus, the blood on his face a mask of pure rage.. as the Soul-Taker laughs and raises his arms in victory.. as Sirus sways…..]

Backstage...

(We see Anderson and Collins entering the boiler room of the arena. Inside is Spider and Showtime, strapped to their crosses. A television is to one side, displaying static. Collins and Anderson help untie the two. Once they're down, the tv comes to live.)

Ridel: "Congrajulations Marcus. Much to the dismay of Silverback, you have managed to find your buddy and the traitor. Just think, now that I'm back in the PWA, we can have moments like this all the time. But this isn't going to be all fun and fames forever, Marcus. Remember something, and remember it well. I'm no longer just some lacky, waiting for his shot at Glory. I'm no longer a soldier in the army, jumping and skipping at a moment's notice. I no longer obey Styx. I follow his way, but he no longer controls me. No longer controls us.

I am the Way of the Future, Marcus Collins. Malice. Dominance. Hatred. I am the Master of Armageddon."

:STATIC:

OOC - Thanks to Chris, Dustin, Alec, Jaymz, and Jason for writing the matches for the event. Great matches all around, in my opinion. Also, thanks to everyone that RPed for it. Some really great RPs from all parties involved, even those that didn't win their matches. Nice to have a PPV with a lot of build up.