(Scene opens to darkness, with a building drumroll fading into the background. Suddenly, the words "ALL ABOARD" are screamed and the opening guitar riffs of "Crazy Train" by Ozzy Osbourne begin to ring out. Scenes from the match between Raizzor and Sirus Moran last month at High Stakes are shown, followed by clips of both men staring the other down. The screen then shows a picture of Chamelion and Rob Robinson, each man dressed in a business suit and a picture of the Grizzly Beer title belt in the background. Then a picture of the Tag Titles fade in, as the screen splits into three and shows scenes from matches involving the Cereal Killas, Collins and Anderson, and Phoenix and The Prisoner. The Intercontinental Title then fades in, and the screen moves to two separate sections, showing Panzadise and The Spider in action in either half. The screen then goes black, and a still picture of the four men that could walk out of here world championis shown in each corner, with a picture of the PWA World Title in the middle of the four. "Crazy Train" by Ozzy Osbourne fades out, and the crowd's cheers begin to rise as four voices cry out.)
Ashram: I will be the next world champion...
Draven: I am...UNSTOPPABLE
Fallen Angel: I cannot hold back the hounds of hell...for they are no longer tame
Dr Demise: Let the Blood Flow!
(The screen then fades to the arena in Winnipeg Manitoba. "Glow" by Coal Chamber begins to play over the PA system as fireworks go off at the Manitoba Mayhem entrance. "Glow" continues to play as the camera switches over to Jon McDaniel and Brian Rentfro.)
McDaniel: WELCOME EVERYONE TO WINNIPEG MANITOBA CANADA, AND INDEED WELCOME TO MANITOBA MAYHEM! I am Jon McDaniel...
Rentfro: And I am the real star of this show, Brian Rentfro.
McDaniel: Well, whether you are the star of this show is debatable, but there is one thing that is not debatable and that is the great action we will have tonight.
Rentfro: That's right, four men will be vying for the world title tonight. Whoever walks out as champion will have to have one two very difficult matches and will deserve that world title.
McDaniel: Also can the monumental reign of Panzadise continue as Intercontinental Champion tonight? He faces a great challenge in the Spider. And let's not forget, Rob Robinson and his nAp cronies will take on Chamelion, and if Chamelion is pinned, then the man who got the duke gets the gold.
Rentfro: Tonight, the Lizard Boy is finally going to get what he deserves.
McDaniel: Also in a big one, a return match from last month as two PWA legends fight it out. Raizzor and Sirus Moran will duke it out for respect and pride tonight...
Rentfro: But we have little time so...
("Money, Power, Respect" by The LOX suddenly plays over the PA.)
McDaniel: What the heck is this???
Rentfro: I don't know but who is that guy.
(A man with brown hair in a buzz haircut walks down to the ring, wearing a brown suit and maroon tie with black dress pants. He climbs into the ring, completely shocking the crowd.)
McDaniel: Why doesn't security get that man out of here?
Rentfro: Beats me. He looks important. He's gotta mic so let's see what he has to say.
Man: Hello all of you...simple...people. Perhaps those of you less educated...in other words the entire town of Winnipeg...don't know who I am. Well, let me tell you. I am the man who bought this ring. I am the man who paid for our ability to use this arena tonight. I am the man who paid for this mic. I am the man who controls the finances of this company.
You see, Rob Robinson, Mark Sommers, and Mack Moran like to think that they are in full control, when in fact they are nothing more than figureheads. Money equals power like the old saying goes, and if I don't like what I see then I am going to be taking all the power.
You see, the PWA has been slagging in ratings for the past few weeks, and I think it is high time for me to find out why my investment is running thin. So I will be watching from the back, watching the PPV and seeing what I think needs to be done, because if it is so drastic, then I will step in or I will pull out and this two-bit wrestling federation will be back to fighting at county fairs and local yokel bars where they are the side attraction to Karaoke night.
So, as to who I am. Who is the name attached to this face? Perhaps some of you remember me as the commisioner of the PHWF version 1. I have funded many projects since then, such as the SWA under Thunderwolf, and Dustin's subsequent purchase of PWA stock. And now I fund the PWA itself. I am the man behind the money...Jason Keldman.
In other words, shape up PWA superstars, and Sommers, Robinson, Moran...I am the man you all take orders from now. Remember that, or else.
("Money, Power, Respect" by the LOX hits back up on the PA as Keldman walks to the back.)
Rentfro: Man...can you believe what we just heard here?!
McDaniel: Apparently there is going to be a shakeup of PWA leadership here in the near future. But before that happens we have a pay per view to get to, so without further adieu let’s get to...
Rentfro: HOLD ON! It appears as though something is happening backstage.
(We flash to backstage to see Nic Midnight walking through the halls, carrying a cup of coffee. From behind suddenly, he is knocked down by Dr. Demise with a crowbar, temporarily stunning him. Demise grabs the entire pot of hot coffee near by, rips Midnight’s shirt down the back, and pours the scalding liquid on Midnight, causing him to scream in pain. He then hits the burning flesh a couple times with the crowbar, to cause even more pain, before running off.)
McDaniel: Demise must want to make certain that his match with Fallen Angel is one on one!
Rentfro: Yeah, a very smart move by Demise. With Nic Midnight out of the picture, this match is almost as good as won.
McDaniel: Well, barring any more interruptions, let’s send it to our first match.
RA: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is a three-way dance, scheduled for one fall. Inteoducing first...
(“Digital Bath” by The Deftones plays over the PA)
RA: Representing the Masters of Apocalypse...weighing in at 247 pounds...NICK RIDEL!!!
McDaniel: The MoA with a big night tonight.
Rentfro: That’s right...the MoA could lose the tag titles right here tonight.
McDaniel: Looks at this...Creed and Nightstryker are accompanying Ridel to the ring.
Rentfro: Probably there to offset Saladin.
(“Digital Bath” by The Deftones fades out. “Sikamikaniko” by The Red Hot Chili Peppers plays.)
RA: Next...from Phoenix Arizona...PSYCHO SANDRA!
McDaniel: You think she’s finally gotten over that Dance Dance Revolution sickness.
Rentfro: I hope not, I love the way she moves those legs.
McDaniel: Please don’t start that again.
(“Skiamikaniko” by The Red Hot Chili Peppers fades out. “Voodoo” by Godsmack hits the PA.)
RA: And finally...being accompanied to the ring by Saladin and Jade...from Bombay...SABIN!!!
McDaniel: I still can’t believe Sabin says he is undefeated. He was clearly defeated by Showtime.
Rentfro: Nonsense, you heard what he said. It was a fast count.
McDaniel: Do you actually believe him?
Rentfro: LOOK AT JADE SHE IS HOT TONIGHT...
(“Voodoo” by Godsmack stops and Ridel and Sandra lock up to start things off, while Sabin shrinks off into the back.))
Rentfro: Looks like Sabin is taking the safe direction out...let the other two battle.
McDaniel: I must admit...that probably is the smartest move.
(Ridel whips Sandra into the ropes and knocks her down with a shoulderblock. Sandra quickly gets back up and fights back at Ridel with forearm shots. She backs Ridel into the corner opposite Sabin, and leads in with chops to the chest of Nick. The crowd screams in tune with the chops, and after about four or five of them Sandra moves to the side. Ridel stands in the corner, stunned by the chops, as Sabin suddenly runs in and drives his shoulder straight into the gut of Ridel, knocking the wind out of him.)
Rentfro: Great move Sabin.
McDaniel: Sabin looks like he wants to pick and choose his spots here tonight doesn’t he.
Rentfro: Hey, if you don’t wanna get dirty then when you’re Sabin...you don’t have to.
(Sabin backs off again and Sandra picks Ridel up, after he had slumped to the ground thanks to Sabin. Sandra whips Sabin into the ropes and then nails him with a back elbow as he comes back. She picks him up again, sets him up, and drills him with The Lobotomy.)
McDaniel: This one is going to be over just like that.
Rentfro: She’s going for the cover!
Ref: 1-2...
(Sabin comes over and stomps Sandra, breaking up the three count. Sabin then goes to work on Sandra, stomping away at her. He picks her up and whips her into the corner. He follows up with a stiff clothesline right across the throat of Sandra. He stares at the crowd in delight, before hiptossing Sandra back into the middle of the ring.)
Rentfro: Sabin is dominating this match...as usual.
McDaniel: Ridel is just now starting to get to his feet from that Lobotomy earlier.
(Sabin picks Sandra up by the hair and nails her with a pendulum backbreaker. He then picks Sandra up, and throws her to the feet of Creed and Nightstryker. The two MoA members kick Sandra a couple of times in the ribs, while Sabin goes back to work on Ridel in the ring. Nightstryker throws Sandra back into the ring, and she rolls around in pain.)
McDaniel: Is this really fair for Sandra?
Rentfro: Hey...when you are dealing with the MoA...anything is fair almost.
McDaniel: Well while the MoA members were hurting Sandra, Ridel has been pinned in the corner.
(Sabin flips Ridel up in a tree of woe position and begins stomping at the head of Nick Ridel. Ridel crumples up and Sabin salutes the crowd as the dominant figure of this match thus far. He moves back towards Ridel, but just as soon as he turns around to face Ridel, Sandra sneaks up from behind and nails him with a bulldog. Sabin, being stunned, rolls out to the outside where Creed and Nightstryker look to get some cheap shots in. From around the ring comes Saladin, who clotheslines Nightstryker to the ground. Creed tries to fight back at Saladin, but the huge Arabian grabs him by the throat and chokeslams him flat onto the mat.)
McDaniel: WHOA! Saladin just annhilated the entire MoA contingent in a matter of moments.
Rentfro: Talk about your hired help.
(Meanwhile, while Sabin struggles to get back to his feet. Sandra scoops Ridel up and nails him with another Lobotomy. She goes for the cover and the ref counts.)
Ref: 1-2-3!!!
Ra: Here is your winner...PSYCHO SANDRA!!!
Rentfro: Man, Sabin is still undefeated.
McDaniel: What the hell do you mean?
Rentfro: Will he wasn’t pinned now was he?
McDaniel: Oy vey.
(“Sikamikaniko” by The Red Hot Chili Peppers continues to play as Sandra celebrates. We then head to the backstage area...to see Fallen Angel talking with someone on a cellphone.)
Angel: So...you can make it? Excellent...I’ll see you in a few minutes. Bye.
(Flash back to the announcers.)
McDaniel: What do you make of that?
Rentfro: Well...it doesn’t make much sense to me but I guess Fallen Angel needs help in beating Demise. I guess he can’t do it on his own.
McDaniel: Well that match is still to come but right now we are going to have a tremendous match for the PWA World Title...and it is only the second match on the card. Let’s send it to the Ring Announcer.
RA: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall...and it is for the PWA World Heavyweight Championship. Introducing first...
(“Sweet Dreams” by Marilyn Manson begins playing over the PA)
RA: To be accompanied by Nina Daemon Macabre...weighing in at 298 pounds...the PWA World Heavyweight Champion...ERIC DRAVEN!!!
Rentfro: Oh man...Draven is looking like he does not want to give up that belt here tonight.
McDaniel: Yeah...tell me about it.
(“Sweet Dreams” fades out. “Mudshovel” by Stained begins to play.)
RA: His opponent and challenger...also representing DEATH...ASHRAM STONE!!!
Rentfro: We haven’t heard much all week from Ashram Stone...I wonder why that is?
McDaniel: I don’t know...but I have a sneaking suspicion that Macabre had something to do with it.
Rentfro: Don’t go accusing innocent young girls of stuff like that Jon.
McDaniel: She’s about as innocent as a man on death row.
(“Mudshovel” fades out and the bell rings. The ref holds the world title high into the air and then hands it to the ring announcer. Draven and Stone stare at each other before locking up in the middle of the ring. Draven pushes Ashram back into the corner and the ref orders a break. Draven then knees Ashram in the gut repeatedly, before whipping him into the opposite corner. As Ashram staggers out of the corner...Draven scoops him up and nails him with a sidewalk slam.)
McDaniel: The opening parts of this match has been all Draven.
Rentfro: Did you really expect anything less.
(Draven picks up Ashram, who retaliates with punches to the gut. Draven rakes Ashram in the eyes, ending his small flurry of offense...before he scoops Ashram up with a bodyslam. Draven runs off the ropes and then drops the elbow straight onto the sternum of Stone. He follows this up with two more elbows and then goes for the cover.)
Ref: 1-2-shoulder up.
McDaniel: Draven doesn’t quite have him yet.
Rentfro: But it looks like he will in a moment.
(Draven signals for the end and scoops up Ashram Stone. He then drills Ashram with the Tombstone. He covers Ashram again.)
Ref: 1-2-3!!!
RA: The winner of the match...and STILL PWA World Heavyweight Champion...ERIC DRAVEN!!!
McDaniel: That wasn’t a long match at all...looks like Draven won’t have much fatigue going onto later tonight.
Rentfro: Now he’s got a long time to celebrate that win.
(The scene flashes backstage where Panzadise is seen preparing for tonight’s match...talking with Robinson.)
Dise: Dude...why did you ever associate with that mid-carder Demise.
Rob: All for you Dise. All for you. I figure if Demise wins the world title tonight...then he will give you a title shot. You honestly think that Lizard Boy is gonna give you one?
Dise: Naw...but still man. I still don’t think it was right.
Rob: Whatever look...I gotta go prepare for later tonight. Peace.
Dise: C’ya.
(Robinson leaves as Dise continues lacing up his boots. A knock is heard on the door.)
Dise: Come in.
(Out of the door comes Nightstryker...who jumps Dise. He clobbers Dise a couple times in the head with brass knucs, knocking the man out almost. He then heads out of the locker room.)
McDaniel: WHAT WAS THAT?
Rentfro: That’s what is called the MoA getting the job done.
(The scene then breaks to the backstage area...where Bud Adams is standing by with Dr Demise.)
Bud: Alright Demise we are just moments away from your huge match with Fallen Angel. Now that you know for certain who you will be facing later tonight should you be victorious...does that change your strategy any?
Demise: Why should it? I knew all along the Draven would be the man I fought for the world title.
Bud: You do still have to get through Fallen Angel though.
Demise: That is simple enough. The one trump card he had over me...Nic Midnight...is gone. I have taken out your brother Nathan...and there is no one you can bring in to replace him. No matter who you called on that cellphone...it won’t be the same thing as Nic Midnight. Now if you will excuse me Bud...it’s time to LET THE BLOOD FLOW!
(Demise walks away and we flash back to the entrance way. “Pisschrist” by Fear Factory begins to play as the bell rings.)
(We open up backstage...where we see former PWA World Champion
Phoenix, walking around seemingly looking for someone with a pissed off look on
his face. He stops at a Soft Drink vending Machine and reaches into his wallet
and brings out a dollar...but as he does...a red object smacks into his spine.
He grabs onto his back, and leans into the machine letting out a deep pain
stricken scream.)
Voice: "You think that hurts? And you said you were such a great
hardcore champion. I find it quite humorous that you said the world title meant
nothing, yet you latched onto it like a mother latches onto its young."
( He turns around and someone comes running into the picture with a broom stick
handle in his hand. He cracks it over the neck of Phoenix sending him to meet
the floor. The man in the janitor outfit begins to speak in the unidentifiable
muffled voice..)
Voice: "Janitorial skills do in fact play a roll in life. I mean hey
when you were 15 years old, you probably had to get a job somewhere too..."
(The person then brings a metal chain off of their shoulder and whips phoenix
in the small of the back....once....twice...three times. Each thud sends out a
scream from phoenix. We can now see that the man has on a red Nike cap turned
backwards, and a black plastic mask that covers his face. Finally the stranger
picks phoenix up and spits a green liquid into his eyes...knees him in the
stomach and grabs onto his arms in an Impaler like position. Instead of
dropping him down he lifts him vertical, dropping him on the back of his neck in
a vertebreaker like move. Phoenix lands with a thud and falls over
motionlessly)
Voice: "Rise from the ashes now oh great Phoenix. "
(The man raps the chain around Phoenix's neck and pulls him out of the picture.)
RA: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...from Hartford, CT...weighing in at 257 pounds...DR DEMISE!!!!!
McDaniel: Demise looks a little overconfident after sending Nic Midnight to the hospital with second degree burns.
Rentfro: And why shouldn’t he be. Tonight is the night that he finally wrestles free of Fallen Angel’s shadow. Tonight he escapes.
McDaniel: But the question still remains; who was the man that Fallen Angel called.
Rentfro: I think we will find out in a moment.
(“Pisschrist” fades out. “Down With the Sickness” by Disturbed begins to play.)
RA: And his opponent. From Devil’s Tower, Wyoming...weighing in at 278 pounds...FALLEN ANGEL!!!
McDaniel: Nobody is with him.
Rentfro: So much for the backup he called in.
(Fallen Angel climbs in the ring as he calls for an end to the music. He grabs the mic from the ring announcer.)
FA: Demise you simple minded fool...Do you think that just because my brother Nic is out for the night that you are safe and cancheat your way to victory? Well guess again! Here is the calvary Demise...and old friend of yours.
(Demise looks intriqued...and is shocked as he hears the opening guitar chords of “Voices” by Disturbed.)
McDaniel: YOU’VE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!
Rentfro: Oh no...this can’t be HAPPENING!!!!
(As the song continues...Thunderwolf emerges from the back curtain. Demise looks on with a fearful look in his eyes...and then seizes an oppurtunity. As Fallen Angel’s back is turned, Demise clobbers him from behind. “Voices” fades out and the bell rings as Demise beats Angel back into a corner. Demise then tries a right hand...but gets it blocked and gets decked himself. Fallen Angel fights his way out of the corner, and then connects to Demise with a headbutt. Demise gets back up only to be clotheslined back down. Demise gets up again and again goes down via clothesline. Demise gets up a third time and FA nails him with a thunderous dropkick that sends Demise reeling out of the ring.)
McDaniel: When was the last time you saw Fallen Angel throw a dropkick.
Rentfro: I don’t know...but I do know that the ref is going to be a lot more lax on the rules in this match. Remember Chamelion decalred there must be a definite winner a long time ago.
McDaniel: Looks like Demise is going to take advantage of that.
(Demise quickly gets to his feet and heads over to the timekeeper’s table to get a weapon. Before he can he is intercepted by Thunderwolf...from whom Demise backs away. He turns to go back in the ring...but is met with a baseball slide into the face that knocks Demise silly, and sends him barreling into the announce table.)
McDaniel: Watch it here.
Rentfro: No no...the Spanish people are that way!
(Fallen Angel follows Demise outside and then throws him back in the ring. Angel mounts Demise and begins punching Demise with closed fists right into his face. After about eight or nine punches, Angel picks Demise up and then nails him with a Russian Leg Sweep. Angel floats over for the cover.)
Ref: 1-2-Shoulder Up!
McDaniel: He doesn’t quite have him yet.
Rentfro: Great kickout Demise! Keep it up.
McDaniel: Whatever happened to your vaunted impartiality?
Rentfro: Duh...what does that mean?
(Angel picks Demise up from the mat and whips him into the corner. He tries a clothesline but Demise ducks. Instead Demise bounces off the ropes again and connects with a knee to the gut of Fallen Angel. Angel doubles over in pain and Demise shakes his head to regain his bearings. He goes over to FA, but Angel kicks him in the face as he does. Demise staggers back as Angel gets to his feet. FA clobbers Demise in the back of the head, sending the Xtreme Icon down to one knee.)
McDaniel: Fallen Angel is standing tall over Dr. Demise at this moment.
Rentfro: That won’t last long! It won’t last long! Right?
(FA Smiles as Demise shakes his head again. FA Gets ready to clobber Demise again, but Demise counters with a lowblow which sends FA down to the canvas. Demise gets to his feet and waits for Fallen Angel to stand back up. FA crawls to the corner and stands up and Demise tries to catch him with The Silver Bullet. Angel jumps out of the way and Demise crashes into the ring post hard. Demise holds his shoulder in pain, screaming in agony of it all. FA Rolls to the otuside, reaches under the ring and gets a table.)
Rentfro: HEY DISQUALIFY HIM!!!
McDaniel: You yourself said Brian that the ref was most likely going to be lax on the rules.
Rentfro: I didn’t mean it...disqualify him!
(FA sets the table up in the middle of the ring and the ref just lets it go. FA sets Demise up on the top turnbuckle and signals for the Sweet Revenge. Demise fights out of the Pedigree position and knocks FA silly with punches straight to the head. Demise climbs to the top rope and places Angel’s head between his legs. Demise signals for a top rope powerbomb called the Terminal Affliction...but FA counters with a back body drop, sending Demise careening to the arena floor.)
McDaniel: Sweet Jesus! Demise may have just broken his back with that manuever.
Rentfro: This is unbelievable. Look at Thunderwolf though.
(Thunderwolf watches as Demise rolls around in pain on the floor. He doesn’t move towards Demise at all, and lets Demise slowly climb to his feet on his own. Demise stares at Thunderwolf...and ever the brash man he is...spits on him. Thunderwolf takes the insult and uses it as incentive to blindside Demise with a clothesline. He then scoops up Demise, and knocks him flat with the Cry of the Wolf. He throws Demise back into the ring and FA covers him.)
Ref:
1
2
Th...SHOULDER UP!
Rentfro: YES! DEMISE IS STILL ALIVE!
McDaniel: Great resiliancy by Dr. Demise there.
Rentfro: Now answer me this ‘Mr. Impartiality’! How do you condone the actions of Thunderwolf?
McDaniel: I don’t. He shouldn’t have gotten involved.
Rentfro: ...
(FA looks frustrated as Demise is nearly unconscious. He is bleeding from a cut on the back of his head and he has also been busted open on his forehead as well. FA looks at the table...and decides to carry out his plan again. He grabs Demise and sets him up for the Sweet Revenge again. He nails the move, but does not put Demise through the table. He covers Demise again.)
Ref: One-Two-Thrrrr....TWO AND A HALF!
McDaniel: Man that was close!
Rentfro: Demise is showing why he will not be denied here tonight.
(FA slaps the canvas and moves the table back into position. He scoops Demise up to nail him with the Sweet Revenge again, but Demise blocks it. Demise instead executes a superplex on Fallen Angel...knocking the wind out of FA. Both men get up slowly and then they run into opposite ropes. Fallen Angel looks like he is going for a clothesline, but Demise ducks and hits FA with The Silver Bullet.)
Rentfro: SILVER BULLET! SILVER BULLET! IT’S ALL OVER! IT’S ALL OVER!
McDaniel: But Demise is hurt as well. Both men have had a lot taken out of each other.
Rentfro: Yeah you know who the big winner in all of this is. Draven won’t have to put forth much effort to beat either man considering the condition they are in right now.
(The ref counts to 8 before Demise rolls over and places an arm over Fallen Angel’s chest.)
Ref: 1....2....SHOULDER UP!
Rentfro: THAT’S IMPOSSIBLE!!!
McDaniel: That shows you how much Fallen Angel has taken out of Demise, when Demise can’t beat him with the finishing ma...hold it what’s going on here?
(From the back comes Eric Draven, Nina Macabre, Ashram Stone, Jason Silvan and The Spider.)
Rentfro: What the heck is DEATH doing out here?
McDaniel: I don’t know but it looks like they mean business. I think Thunderwolf is a little worried right now.
(Demise and Angel both get to their feet and begin slugging it out with one another. Demise misses a right hand and spins around so that his back is facing FA. Angel lifts Demise high into the air and drops him with an atomic drop that sends Demise staggering forward right into the ref...stunning him.)
McDaniel: Great...now we don’t have a ref!
(Demise staggers back and Fallen Angel pays homage to his brother by dropping Demise with a Cry of the Wolf. FA covers Demise for what would be more than a three count. While this is happening DEATH moves into action and Spider, Silvan and Ashram all start beating down Thunderwolf. Draven climbs into the ring and stares at Fallen Angel.)
Rentfro: Look at this!
McDaniel: What the heck is Draven doing?
(Fallen Angel stands up to stare at Draven, and all at once Draven kicks Angel in the gut. He scoops up FA and drills him through the table with the Tombstone. Demise slowly gets to his senses and does not see any of it. The ref slowly comes to...having missed the whole scene. Draven walks out of the ring and grabs a chair as the rest of DEATH continue to fight T-Wolf. Demise quickly...not knowing of Draven’s interference...covers FA!)
McDaniel: NO! NOT THIS WAY!!!
Ref: 1...
McDaniel: This is sick
Ref: 2...
Rentfro: HE’S DONE IT!!
Ref: 3!!!
(The bell rings and “Pisschrist” by Fear Factor plays.)
RA: Here is your winner...DR DEMISE!!!!
Rentfro: Demise has done what no one thought possible! He has beaten Fallen Angel!!! No one EVER thought he could!!! Admit it Jon! You didn’t think he could do it!
McDaniel: Look at Demise...he does not look happy about the way he won this thing. He is staring at Draven with a wideyed look on his face...and I don’t think he is too happy right now.
Rentfro: What do you mean?
(Demise yells at Draven, who just stares back at him. Demise looks at Fallen Angel and shakes his head before walking to the back. Draven then orders DEATH to place T-Wolf...who has been busted open...in the ring. Draven follows them with a chair. FA comes to and when he does he stares bullets through Draven.)
Draven: Calm down Fallen Angel...calm down. This...this is a test. This is a test to determine...where your loyalties lie Angel. If you are still one of us...then you will accept this defeat as a sacrifice necessary for the betterment of DEATH...and you will seal the deal with your family’s blood. You will hit your brother with this chair...if you are still one of us.
(Ashram holds T-Wolf up and Draven hands FA the chair. FA stares at the chair for a moment and then stares at T-Wolf. A seemingly distant smile lights up across Fallen Angel’s face as he takes the chair in both hands and looks like he is going to do what Draven said. However, FA turns at the last minute and nails Draven with the chair! Silvan and Campbell both jump FA, but Angel fights them off. T-Wolf mule kicks Ashram in the groin, and helps his brother clear the ring of DEATH.)
McDaniel: You have got to be kidding me!
Rentfro: I don’t believe it!
(Once Draven and company hightail it out of the ring...Thunderwolf and Fallen Angel stare at each other in a tense moment. Then the two of them embrace as “Ride the Lightning” by Metallica rings out over the arena. Inner Fury is back together!
The scene then goes backstage to find Sabin pacing back and forth angrily.)
Jade: Clam down honey. You’re still undefeated. You weren’t the one pinned.
Sabin: I know that...but the thought of that...of that...WOMAN laying her grimy hands on my perfect body is sickening.
Saladin: Shall I fight for your honor Master Sabin.
Sabin: No Saladin...that won’t be necessary quite yet. We’ll get her back...just you wait. Psycho Sandra is going to feel what it is like to be humiliated...that I guarantee.
(Ashram Stone is shown in his locker room, zipping up his duffle
bag with a scowl on his face. We hear laughter coming in his general direction
as the
lights in the room begin to dim...we can barely see Ashram through the
darkness...a muffled voice...)
Voice: "Well if it isn't my old friend Gerou Fianna. Or should I say
Brymstone. So nice to see such a well-rounded competitor back in the
business he so loves. Time has taken its toll on you though, hasn't it? As it
has myself, but I've yet to reach my prime."
"You know something that I do like about you, though? The fact that you may
just have been the man who launched my career into stardom, and for that I
sincerely thank you. I thank you for being the first to plague my right ankle
with a fracture. I thank you for falling off that Hell in a Cell with
me. You remember me? I remember you."
(Ashram begins to look around, ready to fight...)
Voice: "Why the hostility, brimmy? I mean you held the most sought after
title in my career before I did, gotta respect that. By the way, how are the
kids doing? Remember when I came and saw them in the hospital, and my
significant other at the time told you how beautiful little Joseph was? New
Year's Day, what a blessing you had. But you've changed, you've went back to
your old ways. I mean hell, why don't we just call out Ironheart and have us a
grand time. Then again...I never did like him."
"You've spent a little too much time away from that old fleabag castle of
yours, your really letting yourself go old man. Someday maybe we'll be
friends again. Maybe the Dragon Highlords will reek havoc on the tag scene
once again, just as it did where I originated from, but not now. For now you
must be taught a lesson..."
(Ashram begins looking around but to no avail the person doesn't show there
face. The lights go the rest of the way out and the sound of metal thumping
into someone's skull, over and over again, can be heard. There's a loud crash
followed by silence...then the voice... )
Voice: "Big Daddy was always better then you anyway...."
(The lights pop back on and we see Ashram Stone laid out on the ground with two
broken halves of a table on either side of him. We notice is forehead has a
pretty big gash on it...as we cut back to the announce table)
(Scene flashes back to the arena where the ring announcer is getting ready for the next match.)
(“More Human than Human” by White Zombie plays over the PA)
RA: Ladies and gentlemen...the following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...representing the Moran Clan...at a total combined weight of 430 pounds...Fletcher Moran and Grifter!!!
McDaniel: Let’s not forget that Grifter is one half of one of the greatest tag teams of all time.
Rentfro: That is true...but they are fighting a unit that is closely knit.
(“More Human than Human” fades out. “Whatever” by Our Lady Peace begins to play.)
RA: And their opponents...representing the MoA...They are Silverback and Nightstryker...THE CREATURES OF THE NIGHT!!!
McDaniel: Well you gotta know Brian that if they get past Fletcher and Grifter here tonight that the Creatures are gonna be looking for a title shot.
Rentfro: That I will agree with.
(“Whatever” fades out and we are underway. Silverback and Fletcher start out and they both lock up in the middle of the ring. Silverback pushes Fletcher back into the corner and begins stomping away to the gut of Fletcher Moran. Moran fights back with right hands, stunning Silverback. Fletcher reverse Silverback and puts him in the corner and begins to lay in chops to the chest of Silverback. He then whips Silverback into the other neutral corner and follows up with a stiff clothesline. Fletcher drags Silverback into the Moran corner and tags in Grifter. Grifter starts by winding up the arm of Silverback with a standing wristlock...and then he tries to pull the shoulder out of the socket by pulling at the locked arm. Silverback bounces off the ropes to try and escape, but Grifter pulls back and Silverback winds up flat on his back.)
Rentfro: I don’t think Silverback knows quite what to do in this situation.
McDaniel: Well...don’t put anything past the MoA.
(Grifter for no apparent reason release the hold and then begins to drop knees across the face of Silverback. Grifter picks up Silverback and whips him into the ropes but Silver reverses...eventually nailing Grifter with an overhead belly to belly suplex. Silverback collects himself and goes over to make the tag to Nightstryker. The Creatures pick up Grifter and whip him into the corner, nailing him with a double flapjack when he comes back. Silverback goes to the ring apron, and Nightstryker nails the fallen Grifter with a fistdrop. He picks up Grifter and hooks him in a suplex position, then drops him with a snap suplex.)
McDaniel: Now the tables have turned and Grifter desperately needs to make a tag.
Rentfro: Now you will see trhe execution...MoA style.
(Nightstryker carries Grifter over to his corner and tags in Silverback. Silverback clobbers Grifter across the back and backs him into the ropes. He whips Grifter into the opposite rope and catches him with a knee as he returns. Silverback then bounces off the ropes perpendicular to Grifter and then catches Grifter with a swinging neckbreaker. He goes for the cover.)
Ref: 1-2-Shoulder Up.
(Silverback slaps on a reverse chinlock designed to weardown Grifter, maybe even put him out.)
McDaniel: Silverback maybe buying some time here...trying to plan his next few moves.
Rentfro: Or he may be trying to win the match now. Grifter is a little short on the brains department so it doesn’t take long for that thing to run out of oxygen.
(The ref checks to see if the hold is a choke and it checks out. Grifter seems to be out cold. The ref lifts Grifter'’ hand once, and it slumps down. He lifts it a second time...and it again falls to the ground.)
Rentfro: One more and it’s all over for the Morans!
(The ref lifts Grifter’s arm one last time, and it falls back down halfway. Grifter starts shaking his fist as a sign of his growing energy and he suddenly gets to his feet. He turns into the pressure of the reverse chinlock and picks up Silverback, bringing him back down with a hard back suplex.)
McDaniel: Whoever can make the tag first has got the tremendous advantage.
(Grifter stirs first, moving towards his corner. Silverback gets up a second later and heads for his corner...making the tag to Nightstryker first. Stryker hurries to stop Grifter from making the tag to Fletcher, but does not make it time. Fletcher jumps in and clotheslines Nightstryker down to the canvas. Silverback rushes in to help his partner but he finds himself the recipient of another clothesline. Nightstryker gets back up and Fletcher drops him with a scoop slam. Silverback gets back up and he nails Silverback with a scoop slam. Silverback rolls to the outside. Fletcher grabs Nightstryker and throws him into the ropes, catching him with a big powerslam as he returns. He then tags in Grifter...who climbs to the top rope. Fletcher is pulled outside by Silverback, and the two of them fight. The ref steps outside to break up the fight as Grifter sizes up the prone Nightstryker.)
McDaniel: WHO’S THAT COMING DOWN THOUGH!
(None other than Bloodlust comes down to the ring and pushes Grifter off the top rope, causing Grifter to collapse into the middle of the ring. Bloodlsut climbs in the ring, produces a lead pipe and as soon as Grifter gets up he coldcocks Grifter with the foreign object. Grifter falls unconscious to the mat as Bloodlust departs through the crowd. Nightstryker covers Grifter as the ref turns around. Silverback holds Fletcher back as the ref counts.)
Ref: 1-2-3!!!
(“Whatever” by Our Lady Peace begins playing.)
RA: Here are your winners...THE CREATURS of the NIGHT!
McDaniel: What the heck is Bloodlust doing?
Rentfro: Beats me...maybe he wants to join the MoA?
McDaniel: I don’t understand why anyone would but nevertheless folks...it’s time for the...no wait it’s not.
(Scene flashes backstage as Dr. Demise is replacing his wrist tape. He looks dejected when there is a knock on the door.)
Demise: Come in.
(Demise is annoyed at the sight of Rob Robinson...who comes bearing a gift.)
Rob: Hey Doc! Look...I know that we may have gotten off to a rough time there...but let’s put that behind us. You’ve got a chance to realize your dream tonight. You can be the next PWA World...
Demise: WHAT’S YOUR POINT!
Rob: ...My point is Doc that if you need anything...anything at all. Then you will get it...guaranteed. Now, enough business. Let’s bury the hatchet and have a nice couple of cold ones.
(Rob hands Demise a bottle of yoohoo, and Demise takes it.)
Demise: You want me to drink this?
Rob: Go ahead...to your world title reign.
Demise: Whatever.
(Demise unscrews the cap and clinks the two glass bottles together. Robinson begins drinking his bottle, but Demise just stands there.)
Rob: Something wrong?
(Demise...silent...empties the bottle over Robinson’s brand new shoes.)
Demise: Listen here you yoohoo guzzling freak! If you so much as stick your big fat nose five feet near that ring...you are going to be sorry that I EVER knew you. Understand?
(Robinson shakes his head and Demise walks off. Robinson then smiles...as if he truly didn’t understand Demise. Scene flashes back to the arena.)
RA: Ladies and gentlemen...the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the PWA Intercontinental Championship!
(“The Final Countdown” by Europe begins playing.)
RA: Introducing first the challenger. Representing DEATH...from Stone Manor in England...weighing in at 225 pounds...THE SPIDER...DALTON CAMPBELL!!!!
McDaniel: Here comes a fallen legend.
Rentfro: I don’t know...he’s got a bit of spunk to him.
(“The Final Countdown” fades out. The screen then flashes to silver and red colors.)
N...NN...NAP!!!
(the nAp theme music begins playing.)
RA: And his opponent...from Tampa Florida...the leader of the nAp and the PWA Intercontinental Champion...PANZADISE!!!!
McDaniel: Panzadise is almost getting a good reaction here tonight.
Rentfro: Well...one has to wonder how that attack earlier by Nightstryker is affecting him.
(The nAp theme music stops and the bell rings. Spider and Dise lock up and Dise quickly powers Spider into the corner. Dise nails a couple of knees to the gut of The Spider...before whipping him into the other corner. Dise follows in with a clothesline, but The Spider jump up and hooks Dise in a sunset flip. The ref counts.)
Ref: 1-2-kickout!
McDaniel: Man...The Spider almost ended it just like that.
Rentfro: It’s gonna take a lot more than that to beat Panzadise.
(Dise quickly gets to his feet and clotheslines the head off of The Spider...figuratively speaking. Dise then picks up The Spider and throws him back into the corner. This time he hits the running clothesline, causing The Spider to cough in agony. Dise scoops up The Spider, and then drops him with a snakeyes. He goes for the cover.)
Ref: 1-2-Foot on the Rope.
McDaniel: I think The Spider has been caught off guard here by the aggresiveness of Panzadise.
Rentfro: He’s gotta slow down the pace if he wants to win.
McDaniel: Shock...gasp...a poignant comment from you Brian! I guess Jade finally...
Rentfro: Jaaaaaadddddeeee!!!!
McDaniel: I spoke too soon.
(Dise picks up The Spider, but Dalton catches him with a thumb to the eye. Dalton then whips Dise into the ropes but holds onto him, following him. He nails Dise with a knee as soon as Dise bounces off of the ropes. He then repeats this move once or twice before allowing Dise to fall to the ground, clutching his ribs. Spider flips Dise onto his back and then executes a perfect standing legdrop. He goes for the cover.)
Ref: 1-2-Shoulder up!
(The Spider picks up Panzadise and hooks him up. He then executes a flawless snap suplex. Dalton goes for the cover again.)
Ref: 1-2-Shoulder Up!
(Dalton looks a little frustrated and he picks up Dise again. He whips Dise into the ropes but Dise reverse...and catches The Spider with a big boot to the face as he returns.)
Rentfro: Did I just see something move next to the ring.
McDaniel: I don’t know...it wasn’t Jade if that’s what you are thinking.
(Dise gets to his feet, and the ref is checking on The Spider to see if he can continue. Dise backs into the ropes, planning to nail Spider with some sort of move, but instead Bloodlust appears from nowhere and nails Dise with a chairshot right to the back!)
McDaniel: THAT’S WHO YOU SAW!!
Rentfro: I told you!
(Dise staggers forward and The Spider gets back to his feet. The Spider nails Dise with a reverse Russian Legsweep before going for the pin.)
Ref: 1-2-3!!!!
McDaniel: I don’t believe it!!!
(“The Final Countdown” by Europe plays.)
RA: Here is your winner...AND NEW...PWA INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION...THE SPIDER DALTON CAMPBELL!!!!!
McDaniel: Bloodlust just cost Panzadise the Intercontinental Title.
Rentfro: That is true...but you know what is coming up soon right.
McDaniel: What?
Rentfro: In just a little bit Chamelion will be humiliated by being pinned by Tony Danza. Or worse...Carlos Baerga!!!! The best case scenario for him is to let Robinson pin him.
McDaniel: Well that remains to be seen later tonight.
Brian Rentfro: Just days after the end of High Stakes, Chamelion challenged Rob Robinson to a match here tonight. The purpose was to get a measure of revenge for the treatment that Robinson and the NAP showed Psycho Sandra.
Jon McDaniel: Not long after, however, Chamelion decided to make it more challenging.. on himself! He added Tony Danza and Carlos Bearga to the match to give Robinson, who is NOT a wrestler, a fair shake. Many people are questioning Chamelion’s wisdom.
Brian Rentfro: Chamelion’s never been accused of being the smartest man in the PWA, but he does like to put on a show. But, he also wanted to make sure that things did stay straight..so, Mack Moran is the special referee for this match.
Jon McDaniel: All three owners participating in one match, is a first for the PWA. But let’s not forget, Chamelion challenged and defeated Dr. Demise for the PWA Grizzly Beer title… and that is now on the line tonight. It should be pointed out, that ANY member of Robinson’s team can pin and win the title, not just Robinson.
Brian Rentfro: No doubt about it, this is going to be a wild encounter! Let’s get to the ring for the announcements!
Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the PWA Grizzly Beer Championship! Introducing first, from the New Age Panzies… CARLOS BEARGA and TONY DANZA!!!
[The theme from “Who’s The Boss?” plays over the arena as the two men walk on stage. Looking out of place in wrestling attire, the two walk uncomfortably down to the ring. They enter and wait.]
Jon McDaniel: These two don’t look like they wanna go through with this.
Brian Rentfro: They are definitely out of their environment!
Ring Announcer: And their tag-team partner, he is the co-owner of the PWA… please welcome, President ROB ROBINSON!!!!
[Hail to the Chief begins and Robinson walks onto the stage in basic wrestling gear. He waves to the crowd and smiles as he heads to the ring. He steps inside and high fives Carlos and Tony. He then pulls on the ropes and shadow boxes to warm up.]
Jon McDaniel: Robinson has little ring experience, but they’ve been memorable. He beat Rage and Fear to win the PWA World Title.. he’s wrestled against Raizzor over in the TWSN and in the PWA in the Who’s The Man Tourney.
Brian Rentfro: Robinson has training in the martial arts, but it’s going to be his penchant for trickery that will get the job done here tonight…
Ring Announcer: And their opponent! He is the co-owner of the PWA, weighing in at 250lbs and hailing from Nevada… he is the PWA Grizzly Beer Champion…. CHAMELION!!!!
[‘Come with Me’ starts up, and the crowd cheers wildly as Chamelion enters the stage with Sandra beside him. He raises his arms to the sky, the GB title in his left hand and salutes the crowd. Dropping his arms, Chamelion gives Sandra a quick kiss on the cheek and then makes his way to the ring.]
Jon McDaniel: After High Stakes, it was rumored Chamelion would retire… but with the attack on Sandra, it seems his desire for battle has become ever greater. He’s only had one match since High Stakes, and he defeated Demise for the GB title.. a successful defense here tonight will only help to solidify his reign.
Brian Rentfro: I’m sure Destroyer X is quite anxious to see the outcome of this match. He wants the Grizzly Beer championship, and is willing to go through whoever has it to achieve that goal. He doesn’t care if it’s Chamelion or Robinson…
[Chamelion enters the ring and plays to the crowd on one of the turnbuckles…]
Ring Announcer: And now, introducing the special referee for this match.. he is the co-owner of the PWA, a very special man indeed… fair, just and absolutely quiet unless need be… tonight, he decides the fate of the two other owners of the PWA… ladies and gentlemen… MACK MORAN!!!!
[Mack comes onto the stage in a ref shirt and walks confidently, yet quietly down to the ring.. He walks up the steps and enters and waves to the appreciative crowd.]
Jon McDaniel: What can you say about Mack? He’s been a strong presence in the PWA since acquiring the majority of stock for the company.
Brian Rentfro: He could have easily abused his power, but has been resolute in his decisions and the direction this company goes. But how he does as a referee, has yet to be seen.
[Mack calls the competitors to the center of the ring and lays out the law. Robinson has a cocky look on his face, which is easily matched by Chamelion’s. Tony and Carlos look nervous, standing behind Robinson. Mack then shows the GB title to Robinson who nods and then Mack hands it to a tech outside the ring. Mack calls for the bell and the match is on.]
Jon McDaniel: There seems to be some confusion on Robinson’s team about who’s going to start. Robinson is pointing to Carlos but Carlos is shaking his head no. Robinson then points to Tony, and he’s just as unwilling to start.
Brian Rentfro: You would have thought Robinson would have had that all figured out before coming out. Now the three are arguing over who is to start the match.
Jon McDaniel: Chamelion’s getting impatient! He runs up and spins Robinson around and starts punching him. Carlos and Tony jump out of the ring and Chamelion goes to work on Robinson.
Brian Rentfro: This might be a very short match! Chamelion sends Robinson into the ropes, but he ducks Chamelion’s attempted clothesline! Robinson then slides outside the ring to regroup!
Jon McDaniel: Slippery, that Robinson is! Mack is beginning the ten count, but Chamelion jumps out and begins chasing Robinson around the ring! Rob slides into the ring and Chamelion follows!
Brian Rentfro: But it’s a set up! Tony and Carlos are in the ring and they stomp on Chamelion as he enters! Rob is up on his feet and joining in. The three put the boots to the champion, and Mack has to get in between them and pulls Carlos and Tony away, demanding they go to their corner!
Jon McDaniel: But the damage is done and Robinson has the advantage! He continues to kick Chamelion as the champ tries to use the ropes to stand. Finally getting his feet under him, Chamelion stands and turns.
Brian Rentfro: A classic clothesline however, sends him outside the ring. Rob then celebrates in the center like he’s won the match!
Jon McDaniel: That gets Mack’s attention.. and while he admonishes Robinson, Carlos and Tony scramble over to pound on Chamelion some more.
Brian Rentfro: Good team work now by the NAP team! They throw Chamelion into the ring post, and he hits it square on the forehead! Carlos and Tony then throw Chamelion into the ring as Mack turns.
Jon McDaniel: Mack chases The two back to their corner, and Robinson returns to punishing Chamelion.
Brian Rentfro: He picks Chamelion up and whips him to the corner and follows with a elbow to the back of the head. He turns Chamelion around and mounts the turnbuckle and punches Chamelion repeatedly in the head.
Jon McDaniel: But Chamelion has something left. He grabs Robinson and hits an inverted atomic drop. OUCH! Robinson waddles to the center of the ring, holding himself in pain! He turns slowly and gets a drop kick to the face.
Brian Rentfro: Chamelion’s back in the game! He picks up both legs of Robinson, looks out to the crowd for approval and lands a leg drop right between the legs, with the heel of his boot connecting with Robinson’s stomach! But the effect is the same, as Robinson rolls away in pain.
Jon McDaniel: Now up, Chamelion follows Robinson and grabs him by the hair. He gets Rob to his feet, and then suplexes him to the canvas with a thud! Chamelion covers…
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Brian Rentfro: WOW! Robinson managed to kick out! Chamelion picks him up and scoop slams Robinson to the mat. Chamelion then bounces off the ropes and hits the Rolling Thunder! He covers again…
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Jon McDaniel: There’s more to Robinson then that! He kicks out again! Chamelion can’t believe it.
Brian Rentfro: He better not get frustrated! It’s early in this match! Robinson may not be a professional wrestler by trade, but he is built like one! He’s taking the punishment from Chamelion better then expected!
Jon McDaniel: Back on their feet, Chamelion tries to punch Robinson, but he blocks it. Robinson strikes back, knocking Chamelion into the ropes! He goes to whip Chamelion, but the champ reverses it!
Brian Rentfro: Robinson hits the ropes, and grabs hold! He stops himself and Chamelion lands on the canvas from missing his drop kick!
Jon McDaniel: Don’t count Rob out yet! He’s got some ring smarts about him! Robinson sneaks behind Chamelion as he struggles up and locks him in a sleeper hold!
Brian Rentfro: Classic move!! Robinson cinches it in! Chamelion’s fading to the canvas!!
Jon McDaniel: Man, look how tightly Robinson has that in! Mack’s checking to make sure it’s not a choke! It’s not. Chamelion’s struggling back, but drops to one knee. Robinson applies more pressure.
Brian Rentfro: I never thought I’d see this! Robinson is putting Chamelion to sleep!!! Mack checks the arm!! It dropped!
Jon McDaniel: That’s one!
Brian Rentfro: He raises it again! It dropped a second time!
Jon McDaniel: If it drops again, Robinson will be the new GB champion!
Brian Rentfro: Here we go! Mack raises the arm… he let’s go!! It dropp..
Jon McDaniel: NO! Chamelion’s still in it!! He’s shaking his fists!! The crowd is deafening! Chamelion’s up! One! Two! Three elbows to the stomach and Robinson let’s go! Chamelion into the ropes!
Brian Rentfro: and Robinson meets him with a super kick!! A good martial arts move and Chamelion is flat on his back!
Jon McDaniel: Robinson moves over and tags in Carlos! Carlos is shocked, but quickly gets in and goes for a cover on Chamelion..
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Brian Rentfro: Robinson just pushed Carlos off!!! What the hell?
Jon McDaniel: Rob wants the pin and championship! He’s ordering Carlos to beat down Chamelion, not pin him!
Brian Rentfro: Carlos doesn’t look happy! But he obliges and begins kicking Chamelion. He picks up Chamelion and tags Tony!
Jon McDaniel: The two double team Chamelion, and whip him to the ropes. Chamelion comes off them and ducks the double clothesline attempt from the NAP members..he hits the other side, comes back and takes both men down with a clothesline of his own.
Brian Rentfro: Chamelion’s back in it! He turns and picks up Tony Danza and hits the Rupture! He wastes no time, and picks up Carlos and WHOAH!! What’s that move?
Jon McDaniel: It looks like the Impaler! He just sent Carlos ‘Straight To Hell’ with that move! Chamelion kicks the two out of the ring and motions Robinson in!!!
Brian Rentfro: Oh!! The crowd is on their feet!!! Robinson gingerly steps through the ropes! Give him credit, he’s willing to go face to face with The Chamelion!!!
Jon McDaniel: I think Chamelion is even a little impressed. He’s nodding and grinning as the two circle each other! They meet in the middle in a classic lock up! Robinson however, drives a knee low, and Chamelion buckles! Robinson grabs Chamelion and sets him up and hits a piledriver! Robinson covers..
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Brian Rentfro: Whoah! Close! Chamelion kicks out, but he’s groggy now! Robinson stands and looks a little confused about what to do now. He picks up Chamelion and sets him up again! Another pile driver! He covers..
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Jon McDaniel: Chamelion kicks out again! I think Robinson has used up all the moves he knows… and now is trying to put Chamelion away with the most devastating move he knows!
Brian Rentfro: And he goes for it again! He sets up Chamelion for another pile driver! Chamelion however, lifts up and back body drops Robinson to the mat. Chamelion sees him, and then goes to the ropes for a big move, but Tony pulls the top rope down and sends Chamelion wheeling to the floor.
Jon McDaniel: I thought those two were long gone! But Carlos and Tony are awake, and they are doing a number on Chamelion on the outside!
Brian Rentfro: Chamelion fights back though, and sends both men into the fans with clotheslines! He turns around, but Robinson is there and hits a crescent kick, sending Chamelion over the railing into the fans as well!
Jon McDaniel: Mack is in the ring, making his count! But now that it’s spilled into the fans.. he’s out of the ring and following!
Brian Rentfro: it’s getting ugly! Chamelion is fighting all three men at once now! He hits Carlos and backs him up, then delivers a kick to the stomach on Tony! He turns, and Robinson clobbers Chamelion! He whips Chamelion back to the railing, and Chamelion’s lower back strike hard. Robinson then orders Danza to go.. and Danza races at Chamelion!
Jon McDaniel: However, Chamelion ducks and back body drops Danza onto the floor at ringside! Angry, Robinson sends Carlos in! Carlos charges…. And also gets sent over the railing and he lands on Danza!
Brian Rentfro: Robinson’s pissed! He rushes in! Chamelion side steps him, and Robinson flips over the railing all his own.. landing on top of Danza and Bearga!
Jon McDaniel: Chamelion backs away.. what’s he doing?
Brian Rentfro: all three NAP members get to their feet and turn.. and Chamelion runs and leaps over the barricade.. and hits a suicide plancha onto all three men!
Jon McDaniel: Now all four are laid out on the floor by the ring! Mack slides back into the ring it’s self and begins counting…..
Brian Rentfro: Amazingly, Tony Danza moves first.. and sluggishly pushes Chamelion into the ring! He drapes an arm over Chamelion for the cover..
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Jon McDaniel: Carlos just hit Danza in the back of the head with an elbow drop! Danza rolls away and Bearga covers…
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Brian Rentfro: And he himself is knocked off by Robinson! Robinson tries next for the cover…
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Jon McDaniel: Chamelion kicks out, and Robinson is beside himself! Chamelion struggles to his feet, but Danza and Carlos grab him and hold him still! They then encourage Robinson, who races to the ropes and hits them…
Brian Rentfro: He bounces off, but Chamelion uses all his strength and pulls Tony and Carlos in front of him.. Robinson drop kicks Carlos and Tony, while Chamelion rolls out of the way!
Jon McDaniel: Robinson can’t believe it! He gets up and stares at the mess…. Which gives Chamelion enough time to circle behind him! He spins Robinson around and goes for the Rupture!
Brian Rentfro: But Robinson blocks it! He hits Chamelion in the side of the head with an elbow.. he races to the ropes, bounces off, but Chamelion ducks and as Robinson comes back, Chamelion catches him and delivers the Rupture !! he covers …
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Jon McDaniel: Tony and Carlos both hit double axe handles on Chamelion, breaking the count! Mack Moran yells at the two to leave the ring!!! Chamelion is on his feet, glaring at the two and as Mack is distracted, Robinson hits a low blow on Chamelion then rolls him up into a school boy! Tony and Carlos point rapidly, and Mack turns..sees the cover..
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Brian Rentfro: NO! Chamelion kicks out!!! I can’t believe it!
Jon McDaniel: Neither can Robinson!!! He’s beside himself in anger! He’s in Mack’s face now!!
Brian Rentfro: Mack is telling him it’s two!!! Robinson just shoved Mack Moran!!!
Jon McDaniel: Mack’s not taking it!! He shoves Robinson back!!! Right into Chamelion!!!
Brian Rentfro: The Rupture!! Chamelion hit the Rupture!!!! He covers…….
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Jon McDaniel: NO WAY!! Carlos and Tony Save Robinson AGAIN!!!!
Brian Rentfro: They’re like cockroaches!! They’re everywhere!
Jon McDaniel: Chamelion’s had enough! He grabs Carlos and whips him to the turnbuckle! He then gets a hold of Tony and sends him hard into Carlos!
Brian Rentfro: Both men stumble out and Chamelion clotheslines them down to the canvas! They roll outside in pain and fall to the floor.
Jon McDaniel: Finally, Chamelion has Robinson all to himself!
Brian Rentfro: I think Robinson is still out from the last Rupture. Chamelion kicks his arms to his body… he sets it up…and goes for the People’s Splash!!!
Jon McDaniel: He hits it perfectly!!! Carlos and Tony are still on the floor outside!!! Chamelion covers….
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Brian Rentfro: Chamelion wins it!!!
Jon McDaniel: He came real close to getting screwed out of the match and title! Tony and Carlos always seemed to be there to save Robinson’s ass!
Ring Announcer: The winner of the match, and STILL PWA GRIZZLY BEER CHAMPION, CHAMELION!!!!!
Brian Rentfro: Listen to that crowd!!! They love Chamelion!! He put on a wild show tonight!
Jon McDaniel: But give credit to Robinson and his crew! They held their own against the talents of Chamelion… and many times nearly pulled off an incredible upset!!!
Brian Rentfro: Carlos and Tony are helping Robinson out of the ring and up the ramp. Robinson looks like he doesn’t know where he is. Chamelion, meanwhile, celebrates in the ring… posing for the crowd and as usual, hamming it up!
Jon McDaniel: A great title match… Robinson played it straight tonight… and Chamelion showed us just how good he is. Now, let’s get to the next match up!!
("Hate Me" by Tantric hits, and Darren Ridel starts to make his
way out...but is attacked from behind by showtime. Showtime clotheslines Ridel
down the entrance ramp and begins to stomp on him, rolling him down the entry
way. They reach the end and Showtime lifts Ridel into the ring...)
Brian Rentfro: Ridel getting to his feet now...
Jon McDaniel: But he can't get up as Showtime delivers that massive
elbow to the back of Ridel...but Ridel is pulling himself up on the ropes now at
Showtime backs up against the opposite set, he comes running in...
Brian Rentfro: And Ridel tosses Showtime over the top ropes!!! Haha...
Jon McDaniel: Ridel is going to the outside and the ref is calling for
the starting bell. Ridel is grabbing the cable feed and choking showtime with
it....we're losing reception...
******STATIC****** *****LOSS OFTRANSMISSION FEED***** ******STATIC*****
Brian Rentfro: Showtime is up top....spinning back elbow to the skull of
Darren Ridel. Both these men have taken a tremendous amount of punishment this
match.
Jon McDaniel: Showtime is picking Ridel up and Ridel with a kick to the
mid-section.
Brian Rentfro: Ridel with a rockerdropper! He's going for the cover!
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Brian Rentfro: He got a foot on the ropes!!!
Jon McDaniel: Showtime is picking himself up off the ground and Darren
Ridel is ready to go some more, he has the back of showtimes neck now...reverse
neckbreaker!
Brian Rentfro: Ridels going up top!!! For the Glory Frogsplash!!!
Jon McDaniel:.......Going...going...
Brian Rentfro: HE MISSED!!! NO!!! NOO!!!!!
Jon McDaniel: Showtime rolled out of the way just in the nick of time!
Brian Rentfro: Showtime gets an arm draped over Ridel...
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Jon McDaniel: Almost! But not quite enough!!!
Brian Rentfro: Showtime is picking Ridel up...a whip to the ropes...
Jon McDaniel: Sidewalk slam!!! He's picking him up...the End Product!
1...2..3! Showtime is the winner!
Jon McDaniel: We're joined in progress since Brian tripped over the feed from the cameras. That's what happens when he has seven beers before the main event!
Brian Rentfro: Umm...sorry folks.
Jon McDaniel: In the ring, Prisoner has Collins in an abdominal stretch, going for the submission victory. Phoenix is pulling Prisoner's arm back to add leverage. Anderson doesn't like what he's seeing and gets in the ring. The referee stops him, but here comes the Phoenix off the top rope with a missile dropkick on Anderson! Collins hiptosses Prisoner and lays in with the kicks. The Killas are tired of being outside the action and come into the ring! Its chaos folks! Ty Copas joins Collins in attacking Prisoner and Chase Wilson goes after the Phoenix. Anderson gets clotheslined over the top rope while Collins turns his attention to Copas. Wilson grabs the Phoenix from behind and hits a reverse neckbreaker. Wilson covers Phoenix...1...2...3!
Brian Rentfro: Wait a minute, neither Wilson nor Phoenix were the legal men. That can't be the end of the match!
Jon McDaniel: The referee is raising Wilson's arm! He must have gotten confused in that mess, too! Prisoner, Phoenix, Collins, and Anderson are all looking around wondering what just happened. The Killas don't care, they've grabbed the belts and ran backstage before the referee could change his mind. This is a mess!
Brian Rentfro: You know, the Killas just became my favorite team! Gotta love the grab and run mentality!
Brian Rentfro: I am not looking forward to this match. Let’s take you all back to what happened… one month ago!
[On the P.E.Tron, scenes from High Stakes show Raizzor beating Sirus Moran in the Hell in the Cell, then grabbing a long metal chain and with a large ladder, he threaded it through the bars at the top of the cage… wrapped one end around Sirus Moran’s neck.. and summarily hung Sirus above the ring. Standing below him, Raizzor’s wicked grin and raised arms left an impression with everyone at the end of High Stakes.]
Jon McDaniel: We didn’t get any word to Sirus’ condition till the next day and it was a miracle he wasn’t injured any worse then he was. Bud Adams is backstage now with the Soul-Taker, Raizzor.
[Backstage, Adams stands next to the imposing Raizzor.]
Bud Adams: Thanks, Jon! Raizzor, the fans of the PWA have been at a loss as to your recent actions! Joining DEATH and then trying to destroy Sirus, who for the longest, has been one of your best friends.. why?
[Glaring at Bud, Raizzor wraps his hand around Bud’s hand that holds the mic.]
Raizzor: Why? You have the nerve to ask me why? Has it not been obvious that Sirus Moran has been jealous of me for the longest time? I have accomplished feats here in the PWA he will never be able to claim! I am the Franchise of this business.. I always have been… Sirus is a mockery of the title ‘Chosen One’… for the only thing he is chosen to do is to be placed in easy situations, while the rest of us must work our asses off to achieve only half of what he is given! I have tried to maintain a polite attitude around him, but he continues to insult me… and I finally could stand no more of his childish act. He is a farce… and a hypocryt! If anyone in this business should retire.. it’s Sirus Moran. Last month, I hinted to him he should quit.. Tonight.. I am going to flat out make him retire.. forever.
[Raizzor pushes Bud aside and heads to the ring.]
Bud Adams: Uh, yeah… back to you guys!
[Ringside.]
Brian Rentfro: Raizzor has become the biggest jerk of this business!! Even putting the M.o.A. to shame for his heinous actions.
Jon McDaniel: Never the less, if Raizzor gets a chance, he’s gonna permanently damage Sirus tonight…
Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, a member of DEATH.. weighing in at 285lbs… he is the Soul-Taker….RAIZZOR!!!!!!!!!
[‘Instruments of Destruction’ begins and the crowd boos loudly as Raizzor enters the stage. Wrapped around his left fist is the same chain he used last month, with the end dragging along the metal ramp as he walks down to the ring. He enters and climbs a turnbuckle and grins cruely out at the booing crowd.]
Brian Rentfro: I fear for Sirus Moran’s chances… and Bud right now is backstage with him as he prepares to come out to the ring.
[Backstage with Bud and Sirus.]
Bud Adams: With me now, is Sirus Moran… Sirus, last month nearly saw the end of your career at the hands of Raizzor.. now you’re going out there to a repeat of High Stakes… what are your feelings on this?
Sirus Moran: Well Bud, I’ve been hearing a lot of rumors lately that Raizzor has been in a bad mood. It’s true he doesn’t call me, and hasn’t returned any of my calls, and I’ve been worried our friendship may be headed down the rocky path. But any good relationship just needs some hard work and dedication! I’m sure we can come to an understanding in the ring tonight, and work together to defeat our opponents!
Bud Adams: Uh, Sirus.. you’re wrestling AGAINST Raizzor.. and he tried to HANG you last month!
Sirus Moran: Oh come on Bud, what have you been Smoking? Team Supreme will always be the best out there.. and weather it’s the M.o.A. or DEATH we face.. we will prevail.. for when you put Mr. Fantasic and Dr. Raizoom into the ring together.. no force on Earth can stop us!
Bud Adams: No, I’m serious! You are FIGHTING Raizzor tonight, didn’t your Uncle tell you?
[Sirus looks blankly at Bud, and then his smile fades.]
Sirus Moran: I’m… FIGHTING Raizzor?
Bud Adams: Yes.
Sirus Adams: (under his breath) Damn, there goes our strategy!!!
[Sirus walks away and Bud just stands there.]
[Ringside]
Brian Rentfro: Sirus is off his rocker!!!
Jon McDaniel: Raizzor scrambled his circuits a lot more then we all thought!
Ring Announcer: And introducing his opponent, from Winnipeg… weighing in at 240lbs.. he is the Chosen One.. a member of the Moran Clan… SIRUS MORAN!!!!
[‘More Human Then Human’ begins and Sirus steps onto the stage. The crowd is explosive here, and he waves happily to them before heading to the ring. He climbs inside and plays more to the crowd.]
Brian Rentfro: Sirus has to be firm and tough in this encounter, or Raizzor will take him apart.
Jon McDaniel: That’s all Raizzor wants to do, is finish Sirus off, once and for all.
Brian Rentfro: There’s the bell! Sirus is walking up to Raizzor, he’s trying to talk to him!
Jon McDaniel: No doubt, he’s still confused. Raizzor is just glaring at him. Sirus tries putting his arm on Raizzor’s shoulder, but the Soul-taker pushes him away.
Brian Rentfro: Sirus looks hurt… he really doesn’t understand. He really is messed up from last month
Jon McDaniel: Sirus goes towards Raizzor.. Raizzor grabs him by the throat! Sirus is in shock… Chokeslam!! Raizzor just chokeslammed Sirus Moran!
Brian Rentfro: Raizzor grabs Sirus by the hair. He scoops him up! He just hit the Tombstone Shoulder Breaker on Sirus Moran!! It’s over that quickly!!!
Jon McDaniel: Raizzor covers…
1…..
2…..
Thre….
Brian Rentfro: Sirus kicks out!!! Sirus got out of the pin!!! Raizzor is up, and stomping away on Sirus, who is wobbling and trying to gain his footing!
Jon McDaniel: Raizzor is being merciless, pounding into Sirus. He grabs him and whips him to the ropes! Big Boot! Raizzor takes Sirus down with the big boot! He goes for another cover….
1….
2…..
Brian Rentfro: NO! Sirus is still in this! I’ve never seen a match get this big so quickly! Raizzor is trying to destroy Sirus Moran… but he may be doing it too early!
Jon McDaniel: Sirus looks completely dazed, as he tries again to stand. Raizzor hits the ropes… FLYING CLOTHESLINE! He takes Sirus down hard with that move! Now Raizzor is climbing the ropes! He sets up.. and flies with the Guillotine Leg Drop!
Brian Rentfro: He hits it perfectly! Raizzor covers…
1….
2….
Threeeee
Jon McDaniel: NO!! Sirus got out!! SIRUS KICKED OUT!! No way!! Sirus is on his knees!! Is he.. Is hee???
Brian Rentfro: He’s…’Hulking Up!!!’…Sirus is shaking!! Hell, he looks MAD!!!!
Jon McDaniel: Sirus? MAD?? Who’d have thunk!!??
Brian Rentfro: I mean angry, enraged you idiot.. he’s on his feet.. Raizzor tries slugging him!!! Sirus turns.. he waves his finger at Raizzor!!! Raizzor strikes!!
Jon McDaniel: BLOCK!!! Sirus blocks the move!!! He punches Raizzor back…. .ONCE!!! TWICE!!! He whips Raizzor to the ropes… THE NAMELESS KNOCK OUT!!! Sirus hits the Nameless Knockout!!
Brian Rentfro: There’s the ref….
1……
2……..
Threeeee….
Jon McDaniel: HOLY!! Raizzor kicked out!!!!!!! But Sirus seems focused… and he looks pissed off!!! I think it’s finally sunk in!! He knows what Raizzor did to him!!! He knows what Raizzor tried to do!!!!
Brian Rentfro: Sirus is up… he’s pulling Raizzor to his feet! He whips Raizzor to the ropes… he’s going for the Nameless Knockout!!! Raizzor ducks.. hits the ropes and goes for the Flying Clothesline again!!!
Jon McDaniel: Sirus ducks!! Raizzor strikes the referee!!! The ref is out!!! Raizzor rolls out of the ring.
Brian Rentfro: Sirus follows! He grabs Raizzor and whips him into the steel post at ringside! Sirus then grabs him and drives his head into the steel steps!!
Jon McDaniel: But Raizzor takes it!! He stands tall, elbows Sirus and then slams his head into the steel steps!!! Sirus is busted open!!!
Brian Rentfro: He’s wobbling towards the ring! He turns, and Raizzor drives him to the floor with another big boot! Now what is Raizzor doing???
Jon McDaniel: He’s grabbing the metal chain!! He’s wrapping it around his fist again!
Brian Rentfro: He just struck Sirus in the forehead with it!! More blood gushes from Sirus’s open wound! Raizzor strikes again and again! He’s trying to demolish Sirus’ face!
Jon McDaniel: Raizzor tosses Sirus into the ring! He slides in, stands and whips Sirus to the ropes! He just clotheslined Sirus with the metal chain!
Brian Rentfro: he’s wrapping it around Sirus’s throat!!! He’s pulling the chain over the ropes and jumps outside!! Raizzor pulls!! Hes trying to hang Sirus again!!!
Jon McDaniel: Sirus struggles… He escapes!! He somehow got out of it!! Sirus is crawling to the center of the ring! Raizzor’s enraged! He’s getting in and going right for Sirus!
Brian Rentfro: Grabbing him by the hair, Raizzor pulls Sirus up… knees him in the stomach and sets him up! POWER BOMB!!! Raizzor powerbombs Sirus Moran!!
Jon McDaniel: He goes for the cover… but the ref is still out!!! Wait!! Here comes another.. he slides in the ring!!
1….
2….
2 ¾
Brian Rentfro: NO! Sirus got a shoulder up!! Raizzor’s beside himself! He’s attacking the referee!! Raizzor Tombstones the ref for not making a three count!
Jon McDaniel: Sirus stumbles up!! Raizzor turns, and Sirus spears him to the canvas!! Sirus starts throwing punches to Raizzor’s face!!!
Brian Rentfro: He just busted Raizzor’s nose!!! Raizzor lifts his leg and crotches Sirus!! Sirus falls away in pain and agony!
Jon McDaniel: Wiping the blood from his face, Raizzor follows Sirus… picks him up and goes to turn him over for a Tombstone Shoulder Breaker!!!!
Brian Rentfro: Sirus reverses!! He reverses the move.. He just planted Raizzor with his own move!! He’s covering!!!
Jon McDaniel: And a third ref comes racing down to the ring!! He’s in.. he counts…
1……
2…….
2 ¾
Brian Rentfro: OHH! SO CLOSE!! Raizzor kicks out, but weakly! Sirus picks him up! A whip to the ropes!!! Raizzor ducks, hits the other side… SPEAR! Raizzor gets his own spear in! He covers…
1….
2….
Threeee..
Jon McDaniel: NO! Sirus gets out!! Raizzor’s on his knees, holding his head in shock! He glares evily at the ref, who backs away! Raizzor ignores him and goes right back after Sirus.
Brian Rentfro: Sirus is on his feet! They exchange punches right in the center of the ring!! One from Raizzor! One from Sirus!! Back and forth!!! ….
Jon McDaniel: Sirus is taking control!!
He backs Raizzor to the ropes!!!
A whip, a reversal!!
Another reversal!!
Raizzor into the ropes!!
He ducks Sirus!!
Off the other side!!!
He tries to clothesline Sirus…
Sirus ducks!!
Off the ropes!!!
NAMELESS KNOCK OUT BY SIRUS MORAN!!!
1…………..
2………….
3!!!!!
Brian Rentfro: SIRUS PINNED RAIZZOR!!!!
Jon McDaniel: The crowd is up and screaming!!! The ref holds Sirus hand up, but Sirus collapses from exhaustion!!
Brian Rentfro: The Moran clan are racing down!! Grifter!! Fletcher!! Mack!!! They’re in the ring!!!
Jon McDaniel: Sirus gains a measure of revenge on Raizzor for High Stakes!!! What a match!!!
Brian Rentfro: Oh no, Raizzor’s moving! He’s up!!!
Jon McDaniel: Raizzor grabs Sirus Moran, and spins him around!! They stand there in the center of the ring, just staring at each other!!!!
Brian Rentfro: Raizzor’s backing up.. he’s leaving the ring without doing anything! Sirus’s angry look softens… he can’t seem to stay angry for long… Raizzor walks up the ramp.. the crowd is booing him… but it doesn’t seem as vicious as before.
Jon McDaniel: Raizzor took the loss… he’s leaving quietly… not many men would do that.
Brian Rentfro: His family moves in to support Sirus and he raises his hands in victory again.. what a show of support by the fans of the PWA!!!
Jon McDaniel: Let’s get ready, because our main event is next!!!
(Ashram Stone is shown in his locker room, zipping up his duffle
bag with a scowl on his face. We hear laughter coming in his general direction
as the
lights in the room begin to dim...we can barely see Ashram through the
darkness...a muffled voice...)
Voice: "Well if it isn't my old friend Gerou Fianna. Or should I say
Brymstone. So nice to see such a well-rounded competitor back in the
business he so loves. Time has taken its toll on you though, hasn't it? As it
has myself, but I've yet to reach my prime."
"You know something that I do like about you, though? The fact that you may
just have been the man who launched my career into stardom, and for that I
sincerely thank you. I thank you for being the first to plague my right
ankle with a fracture. I thank you for falling off that Hell in a Cell with
me. You remember me? I remember you."
(Ashram begins to look around, ready to fight...)
Voice: "Why the hostility, brimmy? I mean you held the most sought after
title in my career before I did, gotta respect that. By the way, how are the
kids doing? Remember when I came and saw them in the hospital, and my
significant other at the time told you how beautiful little Joseph was? New
Year's Day, what a blessing you had. But you've changed, you've went back to
your old ways. I mean hell, why don't we just call out Ironheart and have us a
grand time. Then again...I never did like him."
"You've spent a little too much time away from that old fleabag castle of yours,
your really letting yourself go old man. Someday maybe we'll be
friends again. Maybe the Dragon Highlords will reek havoc on the tag scene once
again, just as it did where I originated from, but not now. For now you must be
taught a lesson..."
(Ashram begins looking around but to no avail the person doesn't show there
face. The lights go the rest of the way out and the sound of metal thumping
into someone's skull, over and over again, can be heard. There's a loud crash
followed by silence...then the voice... )
Voice: "Big Daddy was always better then you anyway...."
(The lights pop back on and we see Ashram Stone laid out on the ground with two
broken halves of a table on either side of him. We notice is forehead has a
pretty big gash on it...as we cut back to the announce table)
McDaniel: Ladies and gentlemen...this is what we have all been waiting for. The world title is going to be decided right here tonight.
Rentfro: You have got to wonder how much was taken out of Dr. Demise in that match with Fallen Angel.
McDaniel: We’ll see if Demise can prove everyone wrong by winning the world title here tonight. Let’s send it to our ring announcer for the introductions.
RA: Ladies and Gentlemen!!!! The following contest is OUR MAIN EVENT here at Manitoba Mayhem...and it is for the PWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!
(“Pisschrist” by Fear Factory plays.)
RA: Introducing first...the challenger. From Hartford, CT...weighing in at 257 pounds...DR. DEMISE!!!!!
McDaniel: Demise is bandaged up from that gash earlier tonight.
Rentfro: That’s his weak spot if you’re Draven. You also might want to work on that back...it seemed to be hurting him in the last match.
(“Pisschrist” fades out. “Sweet Dreams” by Marilyn Manson begins to play.)
RA: And his opponent...representing DEATH...weighing in at 298 pounds...the PWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!!! ERIC DRAVEN!!!!
McDaniel: Can you tell that Draven is focused?
Rentfro: Well we know that these two men respect one another...what we don’t know is how much that respect will be a factor in tonight’s contest.
(“Sweet Dreams” fades out and the bell rings. The ref shows Demise the world title and then holds it up in the air for all to see. Demise and Draven circle one another and then lock up in the center of the ring. Demise gets Draven over with a headlock takedown and holds onto a side headlock. Draven kicks out of it and both men get to their feet. Draven bounces off the ropes and Demise leapfrogs him. Demise drops down and tricks Draven as Draven comes back from the other side and catches him off guard with a monkey flip.)
McDaniel: Demise is going to have to vary his offense if he has a chance of winning this.
Rentfro: He has plenty of tricks in that old bag of his.
(Demise picks the stunned Draven up and begins laying in right hands across the face. Demise pushes Draven back into the corner and follows up with knife edge chops across Draven’s chest. Draven is whipped into the turnbuckle and Demise follows him slowly. Demise then whips Draven back into the corner a second time, and smiles at his handiwork. He scoops up Draven over his shoulders, and executes a gutbuster out of the firemen’s carry. He then goes for the cover.)
Ref: 1-2-Shoulder up.
(Demise picks Draven up and connects with a short arm clothesline. He then picks up Draven again and tries a belly-to-belly suplex...but Draven counters. He nails Demise with a belly to belly suplex of his own. Draven then mounts Demise and begins to punch away at the stitched up gash on Demise’s forehead. It isn’t long before Demise is busted open yet again.)
Rentfro: Smart move by Draven. If Demise loses some blood then that will be weakening to him.
(Draven picks the bloodied Demise up and then drills him with a pendulum backbreaker. He follows up with a longbow backbreaker submission, and the ref asks the obviously in pain Demise if he wants to quit. Demise says no, but Draven does not relieve the pressure. Demise summons his strength and crawls over to the bottom rope, to get Draven to break the hold.)
McDaniel: Man you were right Brian...that back of Demise has got to be hurting after that massive back drop he took to the concrete earlier tonight.
Rentfro: And any ice he may have put on it has worn off.
(Draven pcisk the hurting Demise up and squeezes him in a bearhug.)
McDaniel: This strategy is very different from Draven’s norm.
Rentfro: Just like Demise has to change...so to does Draven. These two men know each other too well.
(The ref checks to see if Demise is out. He lifts the hand twice and it drops...but the third time Demise holds his own and begins to fight out of the bearhug. Demise breaks the hold and runs into the ropes. He jumps high into the air and drops Draven with a flying clothesline. Demise grimaces, holding his back as he gets to his feet...and then he picks Draven up and kicks him in the gut. He puts Draven’s head in between his knees, lifts him up and spikes him with a jumping piledriver. He goes for the cover.)
Ref: 1-2-Kickout.
McDaniel: Draven still has a lot left.
(Demise picks Draven up again and backs him into the corner. He hooks up Draven and executes a running bulldog. With Draven prone...Demise climbs to the top rope.)
Rentfro: Man this IS different. Demise never takes a risk like that.
(Demise tries a senton bomb and misses, hitting his back in the wrong way.)
McDaniel: Obviously for a good reason.
(Draven catches his breath and picks up the semi-conscious Demise. He whips Demise into the turnbuckle and Demise screams as the small of his back hits the padding. Demise falls to the ground and Draven undoes the turnbuckle padding as the ref attends to Demise. Draven picks up Demise...smiles as he rears back with Demise’s head...and drives it face first into the exposed steel of the turnbuckle. He goes for the cover.)
Ref: 1-2-two and a half!!!
McDaniel: Man...I thought Demise would be finished at this juncture.
Rentfro: People don’t give this guy the credit for toughness. He may not win every match...but he gives everyone a hell of a fight.
(Draven picks Demise up by the hair and looks to whip him into the opposite corner. But Demise trips him up, and catapaults him face first into the turnbuckle. Demise with a schoolboy rollup as Draven staggers back...)
Ref: 1-2- Kickout!
McDaniel: Man...Draven’s own actions almost cost him the match there.
Rentfro: He’d better be careful...LOOK WHO IT IS!!!
McDaniel: I thought Demise told him to stay put!
(Rob Robinson comes down to the ring as Demise and Draven are fighting it out. Draven sets up Demise for the Tombstone and Robinson thinks the right thing to do is to pull the ref aside. He gets on the ring apron and distracts the ref as Demise fights out of the Tombstone...bounces off the ropes and catches Draven with The Silver Bullet.)
Rentfro: THIS MATCH IS OVER!!! WE’VE GOT A NEW CHAMPION!!! 1-2-3!!!!
McDaniel: Robinson has got the ref distracted though...I don’t think he realizes that Demise didn’t need his help.
(Demise gets off Draven and goes over to Robinson...he screams in Robinson’s face and Rob gets off the ring apron. Demise goes back over to Draven and pins him.)
Ref: 1-2-SHOULDER UP!!!!
McDaniel: I gotta say if Robinson hadn’t of been here Draven would have lost the title right then and there.
Rentfro: He knows what he is doing...trust me.
(Robinson sneaks over to the timekeeper’s position and grabs a chair. Demise picks Draven up and whips him into the ropes, but Draven counters. Robinson blindly smacks Demise with a steel chair...causing Demise to stagger right into the cluthces of Draven. Robinson watches in horror as Draven nails Demise with The Tombstone and goes for the cover.)
Ref: 1-2-3!!!!
Rentfro: Robinson cost Demise the match!!! He must have a good reason!!!
McDaniel: Yeah...stupidity.
(“Sweet Dreams” by Marilyn Manson plays.)
RA: Here is your winner and still world heavyweight champion...ERIC DRAVEN!!!!
McDaniel: Man Demise is going to be pissed when he comes too.
(Robinson climbs in the ring to consul Demise...who slowly comes to his senses. Demise stares at Robinson...who tries to make it clear it was an accident. Demise has an angered look on his face...and without a moment’s hesitation and nails Robinson with The Silver Bullet.)
Rentfro: DOC! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!!??? This is a travesty Jon!!!
McDaniel: What, the fact that Demise got screwed or the fact that Robinson just got flattened?
Rentfro: YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!!!
(Demise gets a psychotic look in his face and he climbs to the ringside area. He reaches under the ring and grabs a table. He puts the table in the ring and sets it up in the corner. He then grabs Robinson and sits him in front of the table. Demise backs away and then runs through the table and Robinson with The Silver Bullet...knocking Robinson flat out. Demise stares at his handiwork and then stares at the crowd with a psychotic smile on his face.)
Rentfro: Listen to these fans...they love him for this!
McDaniel: I never thought...after everything that man has done he would EVER be cheered in any arena. But they are chanting for him now. They practically love him.
(The camera fades in to Demise, who outstretches his hands as if he were being crucified. The crowd eats it up as “Pisschrist” by Fear Factory starts up and Demise screams out to the fans at the top of his lungs.)
McDaniel: WE HAVE INDEED ENTERED A NEW ERA!!! AND DR DEMISE MAY IN FACT BE THE CHIEF OF THAT ERA!!!
Rentfro: I have just lost all my respect for that man.
McDaniel: I don’t think he cares. All he knows is that tonight he came within an eyelash of winning it all...and next time...can anyone stop him!!!
Rentfro: I don’t know if anyone can.
(Demise salutes the crowd on all four turnbuckles as “Pisschrist” continues to blare in the background. It is the last scene we see...as over it McDaniel says...)
McDaniel: For Bud Adams and Eric Emerson...for Brian Rentfro I am Jon McDaniel...We will see you next month...at Battledome!!!!
(Demise continues to salute the crowd and rolls out of the ring. Draven and Nina are at ringside and they enter the ring to address the crowd.)
Rentfro: Look! Its the MoA coming out of the crowd!
McDaniel: Nina and Draven go back to back to fend off the Masters...Draven reaches around and just nailed Nina with an inverted DDT! What's going on? Draven pulls her up...Impaler! I can't believe this!
(Draven rolls out of the ring and heads up the ramp.)
(Dr. Demise is shown walking in the parking garage with a black
duffle bag over his right shoulder. A car begins to pick up speed and round the
corner...but it passes by him. He walks over to his limousine and opens the
door. He starts to step inside but it speeds off, with the door hung wide
open. He looks around in puzzlement, a sinister look growing on his face as he
has no idea what's going on. We see someone running from the sidewalk towards
him. The person pauses and hits a midair drop kick to the stomach of Dr.
Demise, as the person hits the ground his arm scrapes the concrete producing
blood.)
Voice: "Haha..."
(He hops back to his feet though picking Demise up and drilling him with some
vicious lefts and rights. The man has on a black business suit, with a
crimson mask concealing his face. He whips Demise towards a beam in the garage
and Demise hits head on. The man begins to talk in the same muffled voice as in
the two previous instances w/ Phoenix and Ashram being attacked...)
Voice: "You talked about me while I was gone. Tsk Tsk Tsk. You should
know better then to mess with me by now. I'm your fear Demise, the one true
thing that you know could destroy you. You and my kin are too much alike to
destroy one another, thus leaving me to do the job. It won't be tonight my
friend. But it will be soon. To me your nothing more than a peon, a worthless
piece of sadistic crap left over from your alter-ego Lex. Bring 'ole Lexy back,
and we'll have some fun. You threatened my family, and for that you will pay!"
(A bus is driven into the parking garage and parked right in front of the
location where the man and Demise are standing. Another unknown figure
appears out of the bus, wearing a black tank top, a black mask with a green x
across it, and denim shorts He throws a fold up table to the of the bus and
carries another one out under his arm. Lex Demise tries to get up, and
staggers. He goes to swing at the masked figure and misses completely and
receives another kick to the stomach. He tries to push himself up off the
ground, but is kicked backwards. The first figure walks towards the tables and
begins to set one up at the back of the bus, opening the emergency exit door
above the table. The other figure in jean shorts picks Demise up and hits a
serious of elbow smashes to the back of the head. He then takes him through the
front door of the bus. He slams his head into every seat along the row and
then pulling him to the back of the bus...the man rips off his mask and it is
revealed to be Destroyer X. He grabs Demise and lifts him straight up into the
air...and hits a X-Driver from the edge of the bus into the table, landing him
with a thud onto the concrete. The still unknown figure sets up the other table
and then drags Demise to the hood of the bus. )
Voice: "Drink your Grizzly Beer, Eat your PWA Powersauce bars...Fear the
Cry..."
(A punch to the face of Demise
"Why? Because I'm T-wolf motherfucker. I'm back baaaaaby!!!"
(The figure rips off his mask...and it is in fact Thunderwolf. He locks his
arms around demises waist as the sound of an ambulance can be heard in the
distance...he flings Demise off with the fatal end through the table onto the
concrete. Demise lays motionless, blood seeping out of various cuts on his
body. Thunderwolf looks around and Destroyer X points at him as he dives off
hitting his variation of the shooting star press...the Eternal Flame. He
rolls off of Demise clutching his ribs....as the PWA logo flashes across the
screen...)