PWSMARKS Presents
“Blood Wars II” PPV
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Georgia Dome
Atlanta, Georgia
Main Event
30-man “Rumble for the Right” Match
Winner receives a guaranteed world championship match at Destiny on April 5
10 PWSX “Rumble for the Right” Participants
Winner receives a guaranteed world championship match at Destiny on April 5
10 PWSX “Rumble for the Right” Participants
Danny Walker, Alamar Aguston, Jessica Michaels, El Incendio, Mack Carmichael, Crysis, Mr. Anderson, Keith Danielson, Omen, & Tony Angel
10 PWSR “Rumble for the Right” Participants
Axle Vengeance, Josiah Cena, Laura Phoenix, Makua Koa, Manny Genocide, Marcus Cage, Marcus Redd, The Alpha Dog, The Revolution, & Trisha Lee Moore
10 PWSI “Rumble for the Right” Participants
Dante Vincent, Duke Russell, Dynamite, Flex Johnson, Jay Impact, Jeremy Rider, Mike Dunn, Nikolai Sokolov, Padraig O'Sullivan, & Steven Xavior
PWSX World Title Match
No rope – Barbed Wire Death Match
Dee Best vs. (c) Drake DeMarco
PWS Championship Hell In A Cell Match
Nick Madison vs. (c) "Prime Time" Shane Fuller
Nick Madison vs. (c) "Prime Time" Shane Fuller
PWS International Championship
Bruno Battaglia vs. (c) Sam Hayes
Bruno Battaglia vs. (c) Sam Hayes
PWSX Television Title Match
El Incendio vs. (c) Omen
PWSR Intercontinental Championship
Makua Koa vs. (c) Axle Vengeance
Makua Koa vs. (c) Axle Vengeance
PWSI Global Freedom Championship
Dante Vincent vs. (c) Duke Russell
Dante Vincent vs. (c) Duke Russell
PWSX Vixens Title Match
“Queen of the Mountain” Match
Tanya Nehaje vs. Mina Kusanagi vs. Amy Ember vs. Dasha Jones vs. (c) Katie Rayne
PWSR Ladies Championship Match
Sapphire (c) vs. Lycra
Sapphire (c) vs. Lycra
“Fuck the Luck of the Draw” Match
Winner gets #30/Man that gets pinned gets # 1/Other man gets #15
"PWSR Wrestler vs. PWSX Wrestler vs. PWSI Wrestler"
Trisha Lee Moore vs. Tony Angel vs. Steven Xavior
Card Subject To Change
(After the pyro display, the camera pans to the announcers position at ringside as the fans continue standing and cheering in anticipation of the pay-per-view)
Art Campbell: Good evening ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to Blood Wars! Tonight, history will be written here in Atlanta, as thirty men do battle in one ring for the right to headline Destiny. I'm good ol' AC Art Campbell at ringside, joined as always by my colleague Sid Carmack!
Sid Carmack: It's great to be here Art, the fans are on their feet, there's a special atmosphere in the air here at Blood Wars. I can't help looking up and seeing that ominous Hell in a Cell hanging over us here though at ringside. It may be the last structure that Nick Madison and Shane Fuller stand in before they are transported to the hospital tonight. That cell is a fate worse than death ... speaking of which ... here's Jake Ryland!
Jake Ryland: Uh ... thanks? I'm here with Alejandro Jimenez calling the action for PWSi tonight, and we have a huge International title match coming up between Bruno Battaglia and Sam Hayes, who won the championship two weeks ago at Day of Reckoning
Alejandro Jimenez: Also tonight of course, Dante Vincent looks to put a halt to Duke Russell's reign as Global Freedom Champion, and we have Steven Xavior in the Fuck the Luck of the Draw match against PWSR's Trisha Lee Moore and PWSX's Tony Angel. Now here's the PWSX announce team, over to you Tony!
Tony Schiavone: Thanks Alejandro! I've been looking forward to Blood Wars for months now, wondering who will leave here tonight with that priceless chance to headline the biggest show of the year ... but before that of course, Drake DeMarco will defend his title again against Dee Best -
Macho Man: And that match promises to be a bloodbath, put the kids to bed folks, this one will not be for the weak of heart! Will Drake's enormous title run continue, or will that damn Dee Best put a stop to it here in Atlanta? We will find out tonight!
(In one of the hallways backstage, the camera pans to see the PWSX World Heavyweight Champion Drake DeMarco in his ring-gear for tonight. The fans instantly boo at his appearance. Drake adjusts the waistline of his black and silver buckled leather and vinyl pants looking focused. Drake chews on his gum loudly as he adjusts the PWSX World Title around his waist. The shirtless superstar then proceeds to adjust his elbow pads and bends down touching his toes performing a little stretch. As he does so, two boots can be seen right in front of his face. Out of curiosity, Drake slowly rises up and notices he is face to face with a pissed off Trisha Lee Moore. The fans can be heard going nuts in the background knowing the history these two have. An encounter between Trisha and Drake on camera is now rare since they belong on two different shows. So a moment like this has been long overdue as the fans wait in anticipation for what might happen next. Drake puts on a sly look and smirks at Trisha. Trisha had her arms crossed as she was in her ring gear getting ready for the Rumble for the Right. She glared at him with a look that could kill. Drake bit his bottom lip in evil checking Trisha out looking at her slowly up and down and shrugs)
Drake: Sup?
Trisha: You know damn well what is up! Don't think I have forgotten what you said and did that night at Johnny Dollars you worthless piece of shit!
(Drake rubs his chin sarcastically as he looked up)
Drake: Hmmmm, I take it that you finally got the jizz out of your brain and got your memory back?
(Drake then looked at her and smirked as he chewed his gum loudly. Trisha took a deep breath, and tried not to kill him.)
Trisha: Ha ha ha you’re a regular comedian. The point is I remember how you twisted the whole story to make you look like the innocent little victim and make me look like a monster. You have some nerve ... trying to take advantage of some one who can't defend themselves! It would have been different if I were myself and could have stood up for myself. But no ... you actually made me cry. Well ... it was me but it wasn't me. You made me look like a wimp in front of an entire restaurant of people! What do you have to say for yourself? HM?
(Drake looked down and smirked he then sighed and acted like if he was nervous)
Drake: Oh man Trisha...you remembered that? wow....umm well....shit how am I going to put this…see…well I mean, that's not "all" that happened. Yeah umm well, see since you were crying like a pussy that night, I wanted to make it up to you and we had a few drinks and well...I mean yeah you're the most ugliest bitch alive but umm well...I guess we had a little too much to drink and one thing....ummm, lead to another...next thing you know we went to a rodeo, got wasted and ummm well....this happened....
(Drake took out a photo from his back pocket and gave it to Trisha acting all innocent while whistling)
Drake: I'm SOOOOOOOOOO sorry, don't worry, we didn't do anything, if it happened, my junk would've fallen off a loooooong time ago
(Trisha snatched the picture and glanced at it before laughing)
Trisha: Nice try asshole. That's CLEARLY photoshopped, as I would NEVER let you get THAT close to my ass ... even when I am not myself. I do remember you actually trying to comfort me. Could that be a sign of those hidden feelings you have for me? Come on ... even you aren't completely heartless like me
(Drake smirked)
Drake: Believed if that photo was photoshopped, it's ok. You're in denial. But we'll go that route if you want to. Now about the whole comfort shit, well...seriously Trisha. I pitied you that night. Why would the world's "toughest" bitch cry? It was pathetic. It wasn't the Trisha I knew. I don't have feelings for you. I know you want me to have those feelings but come on. I would rather bang Laura Phoenix than you...actually eww...no. But I AM heartless, you know me more than anyone in PWSX, PWSR and in PWSI and my heart is cold and dark. I have every RIGHT to make your life a living hell especially what you tried to do to me and your sister. But that was the past and I hate bringing up the past. The point is Trisha is that you scarred my mind into hating you. How in the fuck can I forgive you? That night at Johnny's bar I fucking verbally abused you while you were vulnerable! Doesn't that go to show that I don't give a shit about you?
Trisha: As long as it ended with my sister having a broken heart, I'm happy. And that's exactly what happened. You were just in the wrong place at the wrong time ... and as far as that night at Johnny Dollars, you didn't even believe me until I started crying! You thought I was faking and you were just trying to get me to "break" so to speak ... and yeah ... you verbally attacked me while I was vulnerable ... what a "big strong man" ... go after a woman who at that moment couldn't defend herself
(Her fists clenched. She so badly wanted to punch him, but held back as to avoid an interpromotional war. So instead she poked his chest, trying to get her point across)
Trisha: And I don’t want you to forgive me. I did what I did on purpose, knowing what would happen. I can't stand you, and if I had the choice I would take you out of action RIGHT NOW ... but ... I don't want to break a sweat before the big rumble ... you know the one I will be winning ... Something you could NEVER do
(Drake rolled his eyes but then got serious when he sensed Trisha's anger. He knew she wanted to hit him. Drake squinted at her)
Drake: Right now I can give a fuck about where your sis is right now. But you crying at Dollars' bar just goes to SHOW that you aren't as "tough" as you come out to be towards everyone. You have a weak spot and I saw it for myself and I was highly disappointed. But no, you were "WAAAAAAA" this and "WAAAAA" that! I wanted to throw up. Now if you want to hit me, I DARE YOU! HIT ME! You're tough now right? You're the biggest bitch on the block that’s all ballsy and shit right? PROVE IT!
(Drake cooled down holding his ground)
Drake: You can't TOUCH me Trisha and yeah you better save your energy for the rumble because you're going to need all of the energy in the world. After all, you're a woman. Just because you fought some of the guys on your PATHETIC brand doesn't mean you've accomplished anything since they are pussies themselves. Unlike you, I have a deathmatch, which is way more important than the rumble and is way more dangerous than any match alive. But you know what Trishy? You're right. I will never win the rumble because as you can see...
(Drake takes his belt off from his waist and puts it near her face)
Drake: I'm the PWSX WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! The LONGEST reigning PWSX World Heavyweight Champion in PWSX History!
(Drake then reveals his 2009 Battlebowl ring on his middle finger and flips off Trisha with it, as well showing it to her at the same time)
Drake: I'm ALSO the first ever 2009 PWS Battlebowl Winner, something you will NEVER accomplish! I have more achievements in life than what you will ever gain in decades
(Drake puts his title on his shoulder and smirked at Trisha. Trisha shoved him backwards, he stumbles slightly, but catches his balance quickly)
Trisha: Oh stop tooting your own horn! If your fucking ego gets any bigger, your head will explode. You tucked your tail between your pathetic legs and RAN like the little bitch you are!!!!!!!! You couldn’t handle it in the PWSR ... you had to run to the second rate show with crappy competition. Ya know, being king of the retards just means you’re the biggest retard of them all. You got lucky at Battlebowl, that’s IT.
(She shoved him again, causing him to go back about two steps. She took two steps forward)
Trisha: So you need to shut your fucking mouth before I shut it for you! You know as well as I do that I have gone through HELL just to get what I have had in PWSR! Because everyone, including you, is sexist! I am breaking boundaries, I am the first woman to fight the men, the first woman to hold a mans title, and I have only been pinned TWICE since I got hired! TWICE! I am Sheer Perfection and you know it. These fans come here to see me, and tonight, they are going to get what they want when I eliminate everyone and win the Rumble!!! And who knows, maybe I will take my title shot and challenge ... YOU. That is if you can beat what's his name tonight ... I doubt it but, hey, you gotta have some sort of goal in life right?
(She smirked, thinking she had gotten one over on DeMarco. Drake was boiling in anger not because of what Trisha said but because she pushed him. Drake's face turned red and he was breathing heavily. Drake pushed Trisha back as she then took two steps back as Drake took two steps forward. Drake then poked Trisha at her chest as well while talking)
Drake: Let me telling you something you worthless hermaphrodite! It's not my fault you made a bad career move to stay at a place where they don't like women as World Champions. I made a smart move and look where I'm at. And you don't TOUCH ME. I got to your head with what I said. You're irate because I'm more SUCCESSFUL than you. While you're in the "red side" begging management to get a shot at a title as you fight people that will result to an infinite loophole of failure, I'm in the greener side leaving my mark as a future hall of famer. So don't you fucking PUSH ME because of your own damn stupidity! Look at you Trisha, between the two of us, who has more gold? Open your eyes and SEE. After I left PWSR, I went on to achieve bigger things, I got the title, I got the Battlebowl trophy and ring, while you are in the SAME position where I last saw you over 6 months ago, you are PATHETIC!
(Trisha glared at DeMarco. She then suddenly and rather violently shoved him against the wall, holding him there for a second before he smacked her hand away. She glared right into his eyes)
Drake: Fuck, you just can't keep your hands off me huh? You love me that much huh? Don't worry...I'm used to it…
Trisha: I don't care what you have accomplished; I am the SINGLE MOST DOMINANT Female to EVER be in the PWS! I don’t give a shit how many belts you win, like I said earlier, you ran to PWSX, the lesser brand. You can take a piece of shit, polish it up, darken the hair, oil the abs ... give it a title belt ... but in the end, it's still a steaming pile of SHIT. Just like you are. So you sit there and flaunt your title belt, flaunt your battlebowl ring and trophy, because at the end of the day you have NOTHING over me. And when I go out there and win the Rumble, I will be going on to Destiny in the MAIN EVENT! And I will fulfill MY destiny! And all you will have is well ... a toy belt and a plastic trophy. And at the end of it all, I have the fame and the fans. They LOVE to hate me ... where as they just flat out hate you!
(She then flipped her hair as she turned to start walking away.)
Trisha: So watch good, because when I’m done out there ... people won't even remember your name!
(Drake hands began to twitch in anger as he pulled Trisha by grabbing her arm violently towards him and shoved her against the wall. His face was up close to hers as he chewed his gum loudly. He squinted at her)
Drake: Why are you so fucked up in the head huh? You know I'm better than you. You know you want me; you know that ever since I joined PWSX, it has been the superior brand of them all. Why can't you accept that? My career is UNTOUCHABLE. If you really want to impress me, go to PWSX, win a few titles, because you aren't getting anywhere here. Oh I forgot, maybe you shouldn't go to PWSX, because as soon as you put your foot through the front door, you'll probably start crying again..." Waaaa I wanna go home!" "Waaa this place is too much for me!"....Spare Me Trisha Lee Moore....Spare Me....
(Trisha squinted at Drake as there was a big of a stare down. The intensity could be felt all around them)
Trisha: Oh you wish ... PIG!
(She slapped him across the face before storming off)
(Drake backed off from the slap. Drake looked down at her with intensified hatred as he rubbed the cheek she slapped him at and licked his hand with his tongue as he smirked in sadistic pleasure watching Trisha leave)
Fuck The Luck Of The Draw Match
Tony Angel (PWSX) vs Steven Xavior (PWSi) vs Trisha Lee Moore (PWSR)
(Skylar Mosier is in the ring, as she has been selected to announce the opening contest of the evening, featuring superstars from all three brands.)
Skylar Mosier: Ladies and gentlemen, it is time for our opening contest of PWS Blood Wars 2010. The following is a triple threat match, and is the “Fuck the Luck of the Draw” match. The competitor who earns the victory will enter tonight’s “Rumble for the Right” match at the #30 position, the person who is pinned will enter at the #1 spot, and the third person will enter at the #15 spot. Now, introducing the competitors...
(The lights in the arena go out, and “Death Before Dishonor” starts to blare over the p.a. system, and the crowd erupts into cheers, as Steven Xavior makes his way out onto the stage.)
Skylar Mosier: Introducing first, representing PWSi, from Hampton Roads, Virginia, “The X Factor” Steven Xavior!
(The fans continue to cheer as Xavior makes his way down the ramp and slides into the ring. Xavior waits in the ring for his opponents, when the fans start to boo when "Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy Me" by Tata Young starts to play over the sound system, and out walks Trisha Lee Moore.)
Skylar Mosier: His opponent, from Brooklyn, New York, representing PWSR, “Sheer Perfection” Trisha Lee Moore!
(The fans continue to boo, as Trisha just shrugs them off as she makes her way down to the ring. She gets into the ring, and nearly stares a hole into Xavior. The lights in the arena go out, and the fans boo in anticipation for the final participant, as “Only the Strongest Will Survive” starts to play on the p.a. system. Tony Angel walks out onto the stage to a chorus of boos.)
Skylar Mosier: Introducing the final participant in the match, representing PWSX, from Bethlehem, Pennsylvania. He is one half of the PWSX Tag-Team Champions, “The Exile” Tony Angel!
(Angel makes his way down the ramp, as we hear the voices of the selected commentators come into play.)
Macho Man: Here he comes, the man that is going to win this match, and go on to win the Rumble for the Right!
Art Campbell: I wouldn’t be so sure about that, Macho. He still has to get past Trisha Lee Moore and Steven Xavior to do it.
Jake Ryland: And let’s not forget that Steven Xavior has already pinned Trisha before, one of only two people to do so in fact.
Macho Man: It don’t matter. Angel’s gonna be the one getting the pin tonight!
Art Campbell: Well it’s time we find out, as we are about to get underway here!
(Angel gets into the ring and hands his belt to Skylar who exits the ring. The three competitors stare each other down before the ref calls for the bell to start the match. The three competitors pace around the ring, sizing each other up. Xavior and Trisha lock eyes, but then Angel hits Xavior from the side. Xavior and Angel go at it, exchanging right hands, when Trisha gets involved, and starts delivering right hands of her own. Trisha delivers a right hand to Xavior, then one to Angel. Xavior goes for a side kick on Angel, but Angel ducks, and Xavior nails Trisha. Tony quickly slides behind Trisha and delivers a german suplex, and bridges into a pin.)
1...
(Xavior breaks up the pin attempt.)
Jake Ryland: Look at that! Angel was trying to go for the quick win on Trisha.
Macho Man: Hey, whatever it takes!
Art Campbell: Either way, I think Angel realizes that he’s going to have to do a lot more than that to win this triple threat match.
(Angel gets up, and he and Xavior lock up. They shove each other off, and Xavior goes for a roundhouse kick, but Angel ducks. Angel goes for a kick to the gut, but Xavior catches his boot, and throws it down. Xavior delivers a right hand, but Angel answers with a right hand of his own. On the other side of the ring, Trisha gets to her feet. She sees the other two fighting, and starts to charge them. Just before Trisha reaches her opponents, Tony and Steven notice her, and side step out of the way, causing Trisha to run to the ropes. Steven and Tony then toss Trisha over the top rope, as she goes crashing down to the floor.)
Macho Man: Ha ha, dumb bimbo just got tossed like yesterday’s garbage!
Jake Ryland: I can’t believe Xavior actually worked with Angel there for a split second.
(Just as Jake mentions the teamwork between Angel and Xavior, Angel rocks Steven with a right hand shot that sends Xavior staggering backwards. Angel then delivers a standing dropkick that sends Steven to the ropes.)
Art Campbell: So much for the teamwork.
Macho Man: Angel doesn’t need any teamwork in this match. Everyone knows he’s going to win!
Jake Ryland: That remains to be seen.
(Xavior backs up, holding his chest, when suddenly his feet are taken out from under him by Trisha, who has gotten back to her feet on the outside. Trisha pulls Xavior to the outside, and starts delivering right hands. Steven begins to fight back with right hands of his own. Inside the ring, Angel looks on at Xavior and Trisha battling it out on the outside. Angel looks around, then runs to the opposite ropes, and comes back. Angel leaps onto the top rope, and springboards through the air. Trisha and Xavior look up to see Angel flying through the air, as Angel comes down and crashes into Trisha and Xavior, causing all three to fall to the floor.)
Macho Man: You see! That is what makes Tony Angel so great! He is an elite athlete!
Jake Ryland: I have to admit, that was an impressive display of athleticism there by Tony Angel.
Art Campbell: You won’t hear any arguments from me on that one. Unfortunately for Angel, he can’t win the match on the outside.
Macho Man: Well, no shit.
(Angel gets to his feet, and pulls Xavior up and rolls him into the ring. Angel goes for the cover, as the ref slides into position to make the count.)
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2...
(Trisha breaks up the count. She gets into the ring and starts stomping on Angel and Xavior, before Xavior catches her boot and shoves her backwards. Xavior gets to his feet, and he and Trisha lock up. Xavior sends Trisha to the ropes, and goes for a back body drop, but Trisha delivers a kick to the chest. Xavior turns around, right into a superkick from Angel, who has gotten to his feet. Xavior falls back, and Trisha quickly jumps on him for the cover.)
1...
(Angel pulls Trisha off to break the count. Angel laughs to himself and pulls Trisha to her feet. He plants her with a powerslam, and then rolls her out of the ring. Angel goes back over to Xavior, and goes to cover him, but Xavior rolls Angel up at the last second into a pin attempt.)
1...
2...
(Angel kicks out.)
Jake Ryland: Oh man! Xavior almost had the win there!
Macho Man: You kidding!? Angel was just letting him think he could win this match.
Art Campbell: Well they need to remember there’s a third person in the match, because Trisha is coming back into the ring.
(Trisha gets onto the ring apron, and surveys the situation. She then jumps up on the top rope and springboards into the ring, nailing Angel with an enziguri. Xavior and Angel lay on the mat, both gasping for air. Xavior struggles to his feet, and Angel is up right after him. Trisha stands back as the two men lock up. Angel goes for a vertical suplex. He lifts Xavior up, but Xavior comes back down on his feet. Xavior then tries to lift Angel up, but Angel blocks the move. Angel lifts Xavior up again, but this time Xavior slides down behind Angel, and gets him in position for a reverse ddt. Angel turns out of it, and lifts up to try and deliver a suplex, but Xavior jumps out. Xavior goes for a kick, but Angel catches his boot, and spins him around. As Xavior's boot comes back around, he tries for another kick, but this time he connects, and nails Angel in the face. Xavior turns around, only to get nailed with a running knee lift from Trisha, who decides to get involved once more. Trisha delivers a few chops to Xavior, and then a few to Angel for good measure.)
Art Campbell: It looks like the PWSR representative is really gaining some momentum here!
(Trisha continues to deliver chops to the two men, until Xavior blocks one of her chops, and shoves her back, right into Angel, who wraps his arms around her waist, and unleashes a vicious release german suplex on Trisha.)
Macho Man: And there goes her momentum! Ha ha.
(Angel stands up and looks at Xavior, before the two of them lock up. Angel sends Xavior to the ropes, but Trisha comes back out of nowhere and nails Angel with a dropkick that sends him through the ropes and out of the ring. Trisha then looks at Xavior, and nails him with a dropkick that sends him back to the ropes. Xavior comes back, and Trisha jumps up and delivers a hurricanrana to Xavior. Trisha quickly goes for the pin.)
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2...
(Angel breaks the count at the last second.)
Art Campbell: Oh my! Trisha was so close to having the match there!
Macho Man: But not close enough!
Jake Ryland: Angel got lucky that he was able to break up that pin attempt.
(Angel gets Trisha to her feet, and starts bad mouthing her before delivering some chops. He goes to deliver a right hand, but Trisha ducks and nails a right hand of her own, and then another, and another, staggering Angel back. Xavior crawls over to the ropes, and gets himself up to his feet. He walks over to Angel, who is crouched on one knee from Trisha’s shots. Xavior goes to grab him by the head, but Trisha grabs Xavior, and brings him down to the mat by his hair. Angel steps back to the turnbuckle, and climbs up to the top rope, but his legs give out on him on the top rope, and he has to brace himself to gather his composure. This allows just enough time for Xavior to miraculously get to his feet, and in a move of pure adrenaline and desperation, Xavior jumps up on the second rope, and springboards off to deliver a sick kick to the head of Angel, sending Angel off the turnbuckle, and down to the mat.)
Jake Ryland: Oh wow! What a kick by Steven Xavior!
Macho Man: Damnit! That wasn’t supposed to happen!
Art Campbell: Well that’s the kind of offense you can expect from Steven Xavior, high octane and fast paced adrenaline!
(Before Steven can do anything, Trisha grabs him from behind and plants him with a reverse ddt. She goes for the cover as the ref slides into position.)
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2...
Kick Out!
(Trisha can’t believe that Xavior kicked out, as she looks over and starts screaming at the ref. Xavior and Angel get to their feet, and start mouthing off to each other, when out of nowhere, Trisha grabs Xavior from behind and nails him with a backstabber. Angel looks at Trisha, as she’s getting to her feet. Angel turns, and then jumps into the air and nails Trisha with the overhead kick, causing Trisha to fall through the ropes, and down to the arena floor. Angel quickly turns his attention to Xavior, and goes for the cover.)
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2...
3!!
Macho Man: He did it! I told you he’d do it!
Art Campbell: Damn, Trisha was so close!
Jake Ryland: Yeah, but at least she doesn’t have to come into the rumble at number one! Oh boy do I feel bad for Steven Xavior right now.
Macho Man: Serves that little punk right!
Skylar Mosier: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, and the man who will enter the Rumble for the Right match at number thirty, Tony Angel!
(The fans boo as Angel celebrates in the ring, as Trisha gets to her feet on the outside to look on in disgust at what transpired.)
WINNER: Tony Angel
Vixens Championsh Queen of the Mountain Match
Katie Rayne (C) vs Dasha Jones vs Amy Ember vs Tanya Nehaje vs Mina Kusanagi
John Felker and Nick Patrick are standing in the middle of the ring. Tim White is standing outside the ring. Earl Hebner is standing on the other side, near the penalty box. There are various security standing by the ringside area. There are numerous ladders resting outside the ring.
Hernandez: This next match is so huge that we need all out refs to make sure that order is kept.
"Lithium Flower" Plays in the arena. The crowd cheers as Tanya Nehaje comes out from the back. She enters the ring and stands in a corner. "Hell Yeah" plays out in the arena and Amy Ember comes out.
Schiavone: It's time for the Queen of the Mountain Match
Hernandez: That's right. The five women are going to duke it out to see who is the top woman in PWSX
Macho Man: Yeah! And I got my money on the champ!
Schiavone: This match could go either way.
Amy gets into the ring and shakes Tanya's hand. "Like Knives" Plays and Mina comes out to a cheering crowd. She jogs down to the ring and rolls under the bottom rope. "It's over now" plays and the cheers turns into the boos.
Schiavone: Here's some of the people's favorite, Dasha Jones.
Macho Man: The Colossal Cunt Killer!
Hernandez: You sound a little too happy to say that, Macho Man.
Macho Man: Shut up, Cunt before Dasha kills you.
Dasha doesn't get into the ring. She walks around and stand firm. Amy is shooting a death glare at her.
Macho Man: No love lost between these two.
Hernandez: Well, Dasha's the one that cost Amy her Vixens championship.
"Perfection" plays and Katie Rayne makes her way down to the ringside area. She's holding the PWSX Vixen's championship over her shoulder. She gets in the ring and goes to an unoccupied corner.
Felker: Ladies and Gentleman! It's time! This match is the Queen of the Mountain Match and it's for the PWSX Vixen's championship. The rules are that the first vixen to take the title belt from our timekeeper, climb the ladder, and place it on the hook above shall be the Queen of the Mountain and leave as the PWSX Vixen's champion. However, in order to be eligible to take the title from the timekeeper, the wrestler must first score a pinfall or submission. There are no Disqualifications and falls count anywhere. The one that's pinned must spend 2 minutes in the penalty box.
John points to the penalty box.
Felker: Now, let's introduce the special time keeper for this match, she is a three-time NCAA Champion, an Olympic gold medalist. She was the number one overall pick for the 1999 WNBA Draft. She is a member of YOUR Atlanta Dream! Chamique Holdsclaw!
The following tron plays on the Smarkstron.
Chamique Holdsclaw comes from the back. The crowd is cheering for their player. She's wearing a PWSX Vixens t-shirt. She gets into the ring and shakes John and Earls hand. She waves to the crowd.
Schiavone: WOW! We've got ourselves a worthy timekeeper
Macho Man: We couldn't get Lisa Leslie?
Hernandez: What? You're messed up!
Felker: And now! Introducing combatants, first the challengers. From East Rutherford, New Jersey, by way of Manchester, England and Kingston, Jamaica, she is Tanya Nehaje! Next, from Jacksonville, Florida, Amy Ember! From Baltimore, Maryland, by way of Nagoya, Japan, Mina Kusanagi! From Tokyo, Japan, "The Colossal Cunt Killer" Dasha Jones! And finally, from Sybil, Texas, she's the current reigning and defending PWSX Vixen's Champion, Katie Rayne!
Each wrestler acknowledge each's announcement. John climbs out the ring and Nick Patrick gets the Vixen's title from Katie. He hands it to Chamique and helps her out the ring. Nick calls for the bell.
Schiavone: Here we go!
As soon as the bell rang, Amy made a mad dash towards Dasha, diving through the ropes for a flying forearm smash. This caught everyone, including Dasha, offguard. Amy's wailing on Dasha, as they go to the ground. The crowd is in uproar already.
Hernandez: Whoa! Amy isn't wasting any time!
Schiavone: We are only seconds into the match and it's an all out brawl.
Macho Man: That's a cheap shot!
Katie rolls under the bottom rope after that. Tanya and Mina are staring at each other. Mina goes to bounce off the ropes. She goes for a shoulder block, but Tanya doesn't budge. Mina hops a few times and runs to the ropes again. Tanya goes for a clothesline and misses when Mina ducks. Mina bounces again. Tanya goes for a big boot and misses. Mina bounces off again. Mina goes for a Headscissors Takedown. Tanya reverses it into a Tilt-a-whirl, but Mina reverses it to an Octopus Stretch.
Schiavone: WHOA! Mina's got the Anaconda Stretch on Tanya.
Hernandez: Will Tanya tap?
Tanya tries to get her feet under her and flips off into a bridge and rolls around, getting her arm free. She rolls of Mina.
Patrick: 1... 2...
Mina kicks out. They both get up. Mina goes to the ropes. Tanya hits Mina with a jumping heel kick. Tanya goes to the ropes to bounce up for a follow up. Katie catches Tanya's leg and trips her. Katie pulls Tanya out the ring. She does an irish whip into the Penalty box. Tanya hits it, back first, and slouches down the side of it. Katie appears to be ready to follow up, but Mina springboards off the top rope and come down with a double knee strike on Katie.
Crowd: OH!
Amy and Dasha has been brawling on the back. Dasha was able to recover from the surprise attack. Dasha goes for a ladder. She sets it folded on the floor. She picks up Amy and lifts her up for a Gorilla Press. She was about to toss Amy, but Amy slips down behind Dasha. Dasha gives her an elbow to the side of Amy's head. Amy is dazed. Dasha goes for a Side slam, but is countered by the Hypnotic. Dasha is sent, face first into the ring post. Amy rolls up Dasha.
White: 1... 2... 3!
Felker: Amy Ember is eligible to hang the title. Dasha Jones must spend two minutes in the penalty box.
Schiavone: Just for those who need to be clarified. The time doesn't start until that door is closed.
The enforcers around the ring go to Dasha to get her to go inside. Dasha is irate as she is refusing. Amy picks up a chair and hits Dasha with it, knocking her silly. Amy goes to get the belt from Chamique.
Ember: Get that bitch in there!
Hernandez: Talk about rough justice!
The enforcers are able to lead a staggers Dasha to the box. Earl closes it and locks it.
Mina tosses Katie to the steel steps. Mina turns around and Tanya hits Mina with a roundhouse kick. She bends down to go for a pin, but sees Amy get into the ring with a ladder. Tanya gets into the ring stops Amy from setting it up. Tanya picks up Amy and hits a Suplex on top of the ladder. She goes to pin Amy.
Patrick: 1... 2...
Amy kicks out of the pin. Katie is up and goes Mina in a camel clutch Earl is checking for a submission. Tanya picks of Amy and tosses her over the top rope, near Mina and Katie. Tanya hits Amy with a big boot. Amy falls to the ground and lands on Katie and Mina. Nick Patrick tosses the vixen's title belt out the ring. Tanya climbs out the ring and down the apron. She picks up Katie and tosses her in the ring. Tanya gets into the ring. Katie crawls to her feet and backs up into a corner. Tanya closes in on her and Katie pulls Tanya by her trunks into the second rope. Katie gets up and goes for the Dysfunctional Servitude. Tanya spins out and kicks Katie in the gut. She sets up for the Union Jack and connects.
Hernandez: What a move!
Tanya flips over Katie and crosses her legs. She looks in the legs in a figure and applies an STF.
Schiavone: That's a new move out of Tanya's book! The Star-Strangle Banner!
Hernandez: That move looks like it hurts!
Macho Man: It does, I've been in that move before!
Katie fights the hold as long as she could. She eventually taps out to the move. Tanya breaks the hold.
Felker: Tanya is now eligible to hang the title belt. Katie must spend 2 minutes in the penalty box.
Hernandez: Tanya made the champ tap!
Katie is rolled out as Mina comes into the ring behind Tanya. She goes for the school boy. Nick counts the pin.
Patrick: 1... 2...
Tanya kicks out the pin. Katie is taking her time getting to the cage. Dasha's time is up in the box and Earl lets her out. Dasha made a charge at a recovering Amy. Amy is steamrolled as Dasha runs her over. Katie is placed in the penalty box. Tanya gets up and Mina charges for Tanya again. Mina is dropped by Tanya's clothesline. Tanya goes to the corner and waits for Mina to get up from the clothesline. She charges and connects with the Cool Runnings.
Macho Man: What a kick!
Mina rolls out of the ring. Tanya gets out the ring and grabs the title belt from Chamique. She climbs back into the ring and grabs the ladder that's still in the ring. Tanya sets it up. Amy is drilled into the barricade by Dasha. She turns and sees Mina on the floor. She grabs Mina up and sets up the Cunt Killer on the floor.
Schiavone: Did you see Dasha! She just did the Cunt Killer on the floor!
Tanya is climbing the ladder with the title belt in hand. Dasha was about to go for the pin, but sees Tanya going up. Dasha rolls into the ring as Tanya is near the top. Dasha pushes Tanya falls towards the penalty box and lands on the ropes, holding the caged box for leverage. Dasha moves the ladder out the way. Tanya jumps down for a double axe handle, but Dasha kicks Tanya in the gut. Tanya goes to a knee. Dasha hooks the Implant Buster on Tanya and connects with it on the ladder
Hernandez: OH MY GOD!
Dasha rolls Tanya over for the pin.
Patrick: 1... 2... 3!
Felker: Dasha Jones is eligible to hang the title up. Tanya must spend two minutes in the penalty box.
Just then, Katie is let out the penalty box and goes to a downed Mina and pins her.
White: 1... 2... 3!
Felker: Katie Rayne is now eligible to hang the title up. Mina must spend two minutes in the penalty box.
Schiavone: Katie just took scraps!
Tanya and Mina are both placed in the box together. Dasha is setting up the ladder in the ring. Katie climbs in. Katie grabs a foot as Dasha's climbing the ladder. Dasha kicks Katie off. Dasha's going higher and higher with the title belt that Tanya dropped. Amy gets into the ring and pushes the ladder, to no avail.
Macho Man: Amy's not strong enough!
Schiavone: I think it's more like Dasha's too big.
Dasha continues to climb up, knowing that she can't be tipped over.
Ember: HELP ME KATIE!
Katie gets up and helps Amy push the ladder. Dasha hops off before the ladder tips. Dasha swings and hits Katie with title belt. She then hits Amy with it. Dasha yells as she appears to be in control. She tosses the title down and goes to for the ladder. She folds it up and places it on top of Amy. She grabs Katie and goes for the Implant Buster again. She lifts Katie up, but Amy rolls from under the ladder. Dasha puts Katie down and goes to go after Amy. Amy moves around and dodges Dasha's grasps. She positioned herself right and hits a drop toe hold on Dasha. Dasha hits her face on the ladder. Amy follows up with the Shooting Star, landing on Dasha's head. Katie is up and they rolls Dasha out the ring.
Macho Man: They had to double team Dasha.
Schiavone: What do you mean, that's all Amy.
Katie goes for a roll up on Amy.
Patrick: 1.. 2..
Amy kicks out.
Macho Man: That's smart by Katie. Amy almost got put into the penalty box.
Schiavone; That would have gave Katie a free ride to the title.
Amy gets up and charges at Katie. Amy goes for a clothesline, but Katie ducks and goes for a reverse DDT. She stars at Amy's downed body. Katie appears to be panting really bad. She lets out a primal scream.
Hernandez: You don't think...
Schiavone: Uh oh...
Macho Man: JESSICA RUSH!
Katie rolls out the ring and goes under the ring. She comes up pulling a table. The crowd cheers for the sight of the table. She sets it up. Tanya and Mina are released from the box. Tanya goes around to Katie. She gets Katie in a Muey Thai Clutch and starts to throw knees on Katie. Katie reaches for Tanya's eyes and gouges at them. Tanya releases the clutch. Katie grabs a steel chair from under the ring. She swings and hits Tanya on her back. Tanya pops up in pain. Katie swings the chair again and connects on Tanya's head. Tanya goes to the ground.
Macho Man: What shots by Katie!
Amy and Mina were trading shots back and forth in the ring. Mina bounces off the ropes to a bent over Amy. Mina kicks Amy in the face and follows up with a Spinning back kick to the stomach. She bounces off the ropes and Katie slides in with the chair. She levels Mina with it. She connects with the chair to Amy as well. She's holding up the chair in victory. Dasha is getting back into the ring. She's standing behind Katie. Katie turns around and swings the chair, but Dasha grabs Katie by the throat. She picks up Katie in a gorilla press and goes to toss her towards that set up table. Katie slides down Dasha and pushes her out the ring. Dasha gets up to the apron and Katie level Dasha with the chair. It takes two shots for Dasha to fall off. She goes crashing on the table. Dasha is limp on the table. Tanya is up and is pulling Dasha onto the table.
Macho Man: What's Tanya up to?
Mina and Amy are up and they turn Katie around. They double Katie over with a kick to the gut. Amy positioned the ladder behind them. They go for a double suplex on Katie. Mina sees Tanya putting Dasha on the table. Mina decides to go to the apron. She turns around to have her back facing Tanya and Dasha. Mina springboards and hits the Kunoichi Press on Dasha through the table!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT!
Amy was spending this time, setting up the ladder. Amy is half way up the ladder when Tanya enters the ring. She goes up the other side of the ladder. They are at the top, tugging on the vixen's championship belt. They eat throw a shot to the head, but the other won't let go of the belt. Katie comes into the ring and pushes the two of them off the ladder. Both Tanya and Amy get hung up on the top rope and bounces out the ring. The belt falls out the ring. Katie sets up the ladder and goes to get the belt. Katie rolls back into the ring. Mina has climbed the ladder and is standing on it. Katie sees this and pushes the ladder again.
Macho Man: She's going down!
Mina hold onto the hook as the ladder is pushed over. Mina's dangling from the top. Katie is reaching for the Mina's legs, but Mina is kicking her away. Mina swings back and forth a little and let's go. She lands on Katie and hits a Dragonrana! Mina goes for the pin.
Patrick: 1... 2...3!
Felker: Mina has qualified to hang the title. Katie must spend two minutes in the penalty box!
Mina rolls Katie out of the ring, taking the belt. She sets up the ladder and goes up it. Tanya and Amy are slowly climbing to the apron. Katie is just placed in the penalty box. Dasha hasn't moved since going through the table. Mina reaches the top and hangs the belt up. Tanya and Amy just gets to the bottom of the ladder. The ref calls for the bell.
Felker: Your winner and NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW PWSX Vixen's Champion, Mina Kusanagi!
Mina takes the belt down and climbs down. She collapses on the mat. Tanya and Amy look displeased with themselves. The crowd's chanting.
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! *claps* THIS IS AWESOME! *claps* THIS IS AWESOME!
"Lose your breathe" plays in the arena. The women looks on at the General Manager as Serenity Daniels appears.
Serenity Daniels: That's what I'm talking about! You ladies, no... VIXENS... have stolen the show. But, if you think that it's over from here, then you have another thing coming. Because PWSX's next pay-per-view is Prophecy and at Prophecy, We will see the PWSX Vixen's championship defended in a 45 minute Ironman Match. As for the participants, next week, you will have to tune into Warzone to see more about that.
Mina looks at Amy and Tanya.
Serenity Daniels: And as for appreciation for stepping it up! On Warzone, we'll see Mina Kusanagi defend the PWSX Vixen's Championship.
PWSR Ladies Championship Match
Sapphire (C) vs Lycra
(The camera cuts to ringside, where Art and Sid join us as they discuss PWSR’s first match of the night.)
Art Campbell: Hello, and good evening ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to PWS Blood Wars 2010! I’m Art Campbell, alongside my broadcast colleague, Sid Carmack, and we’re going to be calling the PWSR matches for tonight.
Sid Carmack: Man, can you believe the atmosphere in Atlanta? These fans are pumped for some PWS action!
Art Campbell: They are indeed! And they are definitely going to get some action with our first brand exclusive match of the night, as Sapphire will be defending her PWSR Ladies’ Championship against the woman that has undoubtedly become the champion’s arch nemesis.
Sid Carmack: Yeah, what started out as a cat fight over Nick Madison has turned into possibly the most heated and violent rivalries between two females the PWS has ever seen!
Art Campbell: Indeed it has been, Sid. It all started when Sapphire joined the company back in October of last year, and quickly became close with Nick Madison, who had been the boyfriend of Lycra for quite some time.
Sid Carmack: Yeah, but Lycra had been mysteriously absent the months prior to Sapphire arriving. So, no one really knew what was going on between her and Madison. I don’t think even Nick knew.
Art Campbell: Indeed it was a confusing situation. Well, Sapphire and Madison’s romance would continue until Lycra shocked everyone when she returned and announced that she had gone to a rehabilitation facility, and had come back to be the girlfriend that Nick needed.
Sid Carmack: Unfortunately for her, Nick had already moved on, and was dating Sapphire.
Art Campbell: After a trying love triangle, mysterious videos started surfacing of Lycra in her home and at the most private of moments.
Sid Carmack: Yeah, some of those videos were creepy at how personal and private they got. I mean, showing her in her home like that…
Art Campbell: Indeed, well after a number of videos had appeared on PWSR’s website, Lycra was mysteriously kidnapped by her stalker, and was not seen or heard from for quite some time.
Sid Carmack: Yeah, and then the videos started coming back in, and we saw Lycra being…well…tortured by her kidnapper in an undisclosed location. I mean the things he was doing to her…it was just sick.
Art Campbell: And all the meanwhile, Nick Madison was seeing all of the videos, and it was having an effect on his psyche, and that was also effecting Sapphire, and not in a good way.
Sid Carmack: Well, can you blame her? She was watching the guy she was with make it obvious that he still had feelings for his ex.
Art Campbell: I wouldn’t say that, Sid. Nick was just being a human being and showing concern for what Lycra was going through as a person.
Sid Carmack: Well, either way, it seemed that all the stuff Lycra was put through effected her more than any of us could imagine, as she started embracing her kidnapper’s tactics.
Art Campbell: Meanwhile, Sapphire had made it into a Ladies Title match against then champion, Candy. Sapphire would win the title, and Candy was sidelined with a leg injury. Lycra would then return to PWSR, and started targeting the ladies in the ladies division.
Sid Carmack: Yeah, she attacked Sapphire at Revival, right after Sapphire had won the Ladies Championship. Lycra attacked Trisha Nicole Alexander and a few others, before being named the number one contender for Sapphire’s title.
Art Campbell: Everyone was shocked once more when Lycra’s kidnapper, turned new boyfriend, was revealed to be none other than PWSR Superstar, Manny Genocide.
Sid Carmack: Manny claimed that Lycra beating Sapphire would be his way of getting into the mind of Nick Madison. The match was made for tonight, and it would be for the PWSR Ladies Championship.
Art Campbell: These two ladies have been set on a collision course for quite some time, and tonight it will finally come to a head.
Sid Carmack: These two are going to really beat the living hell out of each other. It’s going to be great!
Art Campbell: Well, without further delay, it’s time we take it to the ring, where Skylar Mosier is standing by to announce the participants.
(The camera cuts to the ring, where Skylar Mosier is standing by, ready to announce the next match.)
Skylar Mosier: Ladies and gentlemen, the following is PWSR’s first brand-exclusive match for PWS Blood Wars 2010. It is scheduled for one fall, and is for the PWSR Ladies’ Championship!
(The lights in the Georgia Dome dim, as “Goin’ Down” by Melanie C starts to play over the p.a. system. The fans in the arena start to boo, as Lycra makes her way out onto the stage.)
Skylar Mosier: Introducing first, the challenger. From Ft. Lauderdale, Florida, Lycra!
(The fans continue to boo, as Lycra makes her way down the ramp and to the ring. She slides into the ring, and walks over to the corner to wait for her opponent to come out. The lights in the arena dim once more, as “Hunt You Down” by Saliva starts to blare over the p.a. system. The fans in the Georgia Dome give a mixed reaction, as Sapphire makes her way out onto the stage.)
Skylar Mosier: And her opponent, from Tampa, Florida, she is the PWSR Ladies Champion, Sapphire!
(Sapphire holds her title up in the air as she slowly makes her way down the ramp. She walks over to the steel steps and walks up to the ring apron. She sticks one leg inside the ring, and straddles the middle rope. The cameraman gets an up close view of her backside as she mimics riding the rope for a few moments before getting completely in the ring.)
Sid Carmack: By far the best ring entrance ever!
Art Campbell: Settle down, Sid.
Sid Carmack: Oh, come on! You can’t say that doesn’t get you excited.
(Sapphire gets into the ring and looks across the ring at her challenger, letting out a smirk. Lycra stares at the champion with a focused expression on her face. Rihanna Jackson takes the title belt from Sapphire and shows it to Lycra before holding it up in the air for the crowd to see. She hands the belt to Skylar Mosier, who gets out of the ring and goes over to the timekeeper’s table. Just then, we hear a familiar voice coming from the stage.)
Voice: Excuse me…excuse me!
Sid Carmack: Hey look! It’s PWSR’s Talent Relations Officer, and the head lady of the PWSR ladies’ division, Roxie Carter! I wonder where she’s been all this time!
Art Campbell: Indeed, we weren’t scheduled to hear from her tonight.
Sid Carmack: I wonder if she’s here to address Ashley Poison being unceremoniously fired and humiliated this week?
Art Campbell: Given the timing of her appearance, I highly doubt that’s the case.
(Miss Carter stands at the top of the stage for a few moments to allow the crowd time to die down. Lycra and Sapphire look up from the ring at Miss Carter as she begins to speak.)
Roxie Carter: Ladies and gentlemen, after seeing the promos that both of these women have given for this match, and given the history between Sapphire and Lycra, I am hereby making this match a no disqualification match! That is all, thank you, and good luck to the competitors.
(The fans in attendance let out a huge pop for the announcement as Roxie heads to the back.)
Art Campbell: Oh my! Roxie Carter has just made this match a no disqualification match! This one is sure to be brutal now!
Sid Carmack: These two ladies are gonna kill each other!
(Lycra and Sapphire turn their attention back to one another, as Rihanna Jackson calls for the bell to start the match. The two ladies pace around the ring, sizing each other up and calculating their strategies. They lock up, but neither are able to get the upper hand, as they break free from the grapple. They go to lock up again, and Sapphire is able to get the early advantage, and takes Lycra down with an arm drag. Sapphire holds onto the arm of Lycra and locks in an armbar.)
Sid Carmack: ARMBAR!
Art Campbell: What the!?
Sid Carmack: Sorry…
Art Campbell: Stop trying to be like Rob Colton.
Sid Carmack: Who?
(In the ring, Lycra struggles to get out of the armbar, and is able to reach the ropes, forcing Sapphire to break the hold. Sapphire gets to her feet and waits for Lycra to get to hers. Once both are on their feet, Lycra charges at Sapphire, and goes for a clothesline, but Sapphire ducks under and goes for a spinning kick, but Lycra ducks under and catches Sapphire’s leg, and pushes her back, causing her to fall back down to the mat. Before Lycra can capitalize on Sapphire’s vulnerable position, Sapphire quickly gets back to her feet, and charges and nails Lycra with a clothesline out of nowhere.)
Art Campbell: What a clothesline there by the champ.
Sid Carmack: Yeah, but it’s still early in the match, and it can go either way.
(Lycra gets up to her feet, and the two start to exchange shots, and lock up again. Lycra sends Sapphire to the ropes with an irish whip, and when Sapphire comes back, Lycra goes to lift Sapphire over the top rope. Sapphire lands on the ring apron, and Lycra turns around and delivers a shot that sends Sapphire off the apron and down to the floor. Sapphire lands awkwardly on her foot, and rolls her ankle. She immediately grabs a hold of it, and starts screaming in pain. Lycra acts almost like a shark that smells blood in the water, as she rolls out of the ring, and looks under the ring to grab a weapon. She pulls out a steel chair, and then turns to look back at Sapphire, who is trying to get to her feet.)
Art Campbell: Oh no! This doesn’t look good for Sapphire. She seems to have injured her ankle, and now it seems that Lycra has her right where she wants her.
Sid Carmack: This seems eerily familiar, Art.
Art Campbell: That’s probably because this is how Sapphire won the Ladies’ Championship in the first place, Candy injuring her leg in their match and not being able to continue.
(Sapphire tries to put some weight on her ankle, but collapses once again. Just then, we see Candy run down the ramp as Lycra is about to attack.)
Art Campbell: Speaking of the former champ, here comes Candy!
Sid Carmack: What is she doing!? She’s not supposed to be out here!
(Candy comes down and looks at Sapphire on the ground in pain, and then looks up at Lycra. Sapphire looks up and has a look of confusion as to why Candy is out there. Candy starts pleading with Lycra to not attack, as Sapphire can’t stand up.)
Art Campbell: It...it appears that Candy is trying to reason with Lycra here. I assume she doesn’t want to see Sapphire suffer the same fate that she suffered at Revival.
Sid Carmack: That doesn’t make any sense! Sapphire was the one that injured Candy!
Art Campbell: You and I both know how good of a person Candy is, naïve or not, she’s not going to want to see anyone get seriously injured.
Sid Carmack: Maybe, but she might just turn out to be more of a distraction for Sapphire than anything.
Art Campbell: Well, at least she has at least momentarily stopped Lycra’s attack on Sapphire.
(Lycra appears to calm down momentarily, as Candy is able to talk her out of going to further injure Sapphire. Candy turns to Sapphire, who is only just now getting to her feet, holding the guard rail to steady herself. She looks at Candy still with a bewildered expression on her face.)
Sapphire: Why the hell are you out here!?
Candy: I don’t want to see the same thing happen to you!
(Before Sapphire can say anything, Lycra charges and goes to hit Candy from behind with the steel chair. Sapphire sees at the last second, and pushes Candy out of the way, causing Lycra to miss. Sapphire then starts to fight back, mounting an offense of punches on Lycra, causing her to drop the steel chair. She quickly looks at Candy and tells her to go back to the back.)
Sapphire: I’m fine! Now get out before this crazy bitch hurts you!
(Candy nods and slowly makes her way to the back. Sapphire limps a little on her ankle, trying to walk it off, continuing to hit Lycra with punches as they make their way back into the ring. Finally, Sapphire appears to have gotten her ankle better, as she starts putting weight on it, as her and Lycra lock up. Out of nowhere, Sapphire grabs Lycra and nails her Blue Blaze finisher, and goes for the cover as Jackson slides into position for the count.)
1...
2...
3!? NO!! Lycra kicks out!!
(Sapphire looks up and starts to argue with Rihanna that it was a three count, but this allows Lycra time to get to her feet. Sapphire turns around to get a kick in the gut from Lycra. Lycra then goes and positions Sapphire and sets her up for a familiar move.)
Art Cambpell: Wait, what is Lycra doing? She’s not going to.....is she!?
(Lycra lifts Sapphire up and over her head, and then comes down, nailing the Genocidal Tendencies, the finisher of Manny Genocide.)
Sid Carmack: Genocidal Tendencies! Genocidal Tendencies! Manny has to be proud of Lycra using his move to finish this!
Art Campbell: Who says it’s finished? She still has to pin Sapphire.
(Both ladies lie motionless on the mat for a few moments, before Lycra starts crawling over to Sapphire and rolls her over to go for yet another pin attempt. Rihanna slides into position to make the count.)
1...
Sid Carmack: That’s it!
2...
Sid Carmack: It’s over!
3!! NOOOO!!! Sapphire gets the shoulder up!!!
Art Campbell: NO! It’s NOT over! Sapphire got the shoulder up!
Sid Carmack: How the hell did she do that!?
Art Campbell: Pure determination and the will to survive, Sid!
(The crowd cheers for the match that they are seeing, as Rihanna signals that it was only a two count. An obviously frustrated Lycra rolls out of the ring, and walks over to the timekeeper’s table and grabs the Ladies’ Championship belt. The camera shows Sapphire stirring on the mat, and has now started bleeding from the head.)
Art Cambpell: Oh no, this does not look good for Sapphire now that Lycra has that title belt! And look, Sapphire is bleeding!
Sid Carmack: Oh no, God no! This can’t be good!
(Sapphire slowly makes it to her feet, and turns around to see Lycra charging at her to deliver a shot to the head with the title belt. Sapphire ducks the shot from the title belt, and then turns around and nails Lycra with a clothesline, knocking her down to the mat.)
Art Campbell: My God! Lycra almost decapitated Sapphire had she connected with that shot from the title belt!
Sid Carmack: Yeah, she’s already made Sapphire bleed, what more does she want!?
Art Campbell: I would assume to win the match, Sid.
(Sapphire looks at Lycra, and then looks at the title belt. She picks up the title belt, and then looks back down at Lycra.)
Sid Carmack: Now what is she thinking?
Art Campbell: After what we’ve seen between these two already, Sid. I’m almost afraid to find out.
(Sapphire places the title belt in the center of the ring, and then walks over and lifts Lycra up to her feet. She pulls her to the center of the ring and brings her head up to look her in the eye.)
Sapphire: I hope you burn in hell, BITCH!
(With that, Sapphire sets Lycra up, and nails her with a ddt, with Lycra’s head landing on the title belt.)
Art Campbell: OH MY GAWD! She just planted Lycra on that belt with a ddt, just like Lycra did to her at Revival!
Sid Carmack: Payback’s a bitch!
(Sapphire slowly rolls Lycra over, who is now bleeding as well. Sapphire hooks the leg, and Jackson gets into position to make the count.)
1...
2...
3!!!
Skylar Mosier: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner and STILL the PWSR Ladies’ Champion, Sapphire!
Art Campbell: She did it!! She did it!! Sapphire has beaten Lycra to retain the Ladies’ Championship!
Sid Carmack: What a match!! That had to be one of the most violent ladies’ matches I’ve seen in a long, long, long time!
Art Campbell: Indeed it was, Sid.
(Sapphire slowly rolls out of the ring and onto the arena floor. Rihanna helps her up and raises her hand in victory as she hands her the title belt. She slowly starts making her way up the ramp, when Nick Madison comes out to celebrate with her.)
Sid Carmack: Okay, what is Madison doing out here?
Art Campbell: Are you kidding me!? He’s come out to celebrate with Sapphire, I’m sure.
(Madison embraces Sapphire, who nearly collapses in his arms from exhaustion. Lycra is getting to her feet inside the ring, as she looks up at the ramp to see the two together. The camera then cuts back to Sapphire and Madison, as Madison has a smirk on his face as he looks at the ring at Lycra.)
Art Campbell: I think that look says it all. After so many months of Lycra interfering into the lives of Nick Madison and Sapphire, Sapphire has finally defeated Lycra here in Atlanta. One can only wonder what will happen next with this story.
Sid Carmack: That’s for sure. Though, I somehow doubt that Lycra will just give up after this. Another question to be asked is what will Manny Genocide be thinking of Lycra not being able to walk out of Blood Wars with the Ladies’ Championship?
Art Campbell: I shudder to think what will happen, but for now, let’s kick things over to Jake Ryland and Alejandro Jimenez from PWSi, as we get ready to watch their Global Freedom Champion, Duke Russell, defend his title against Dante Vincent!
WINNER: Sapphire and STILL PWSR Ladies Champion!!
Art Campbell: Good evening ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to Blood Wars! Tonight, history will be written here in Atlanta, as thirty men do battle in one ring for the right to headline Destiny. I'm good ol' AC Art Campbell at ringside, joined as always by my colleague Sid Carmack!
Sid Carmack: It's great to be here Art, the fans are on their feet, there's a special atmosphere in the air here at Blood Wars. I can't help looking up and seeing that ominous Hell in a Cell hanging over us here though at ringside. It may be the last structure that Nick Madison and Shane Fuller stand in before they are transported to the hospital tonight. That cell is a fate worse than death ... speaking of which ... here's Jake Ryland!
Jake Ryland: Uh ... thanks? I'm here with Alejandro Jimenez calling the action for PWSi tonight, and we have a huge International title match coming up between Bruno Battaglia and Sam Hayes, who won the championship two weeks ago at Day of Reckoning
Alejandro Jimenez: Also tonight of course, Dante Vincent looks to put a halt to Duke Russell's reign as Global Freedom Champion, and we have Steven Xavior in the Fuck the Luck of the Draw match against PWSR's Trisha Lee Moore and PWSX's Tony Angel. Now here's the PWSX announce team, over to you Tony!
Tony Schiavone: Thanks Alejandro! I've been looking forward to Blood Wars for months now, wondering who will leave here tonight with that priceless chance to headline the biggest show of the year ... but before that of course, Drake DeMarco will defend his title again against Dee Best -
Macho Man: And that match promises to be a bloodbath, put the kids to bed folks, this one will not be for the weak of heart! Will Drake's enormous title run continue, or will that damn Dee Best put a stop to it here in Atlanta? We will find out tonight!
(In one of the hallways backstage, the camera pans to see the PWSX World Heavyweight Champion Drake DeMarco in his ring-gear for tonight. The fans instantly boo at his appearance. Drake adjusts the waistline of his black and silver buckled leather and vinyl pants looking focused. Drake chews on his gum loudly as he adjusts the PWSX World Title around his waist. The shirtless superstar then proceeds to adjust his elbow pads and bends down touching his toes performing a little stretch. As he does so, two boots can be seen right in front of his face. Out of curiosity, Drake slowly rises up and notices he is face to face with a pissed off Trisha Lee Moore. The fans can be heard going nuts in the background knowing the history these two have. An encounter between Trisha and Drake on camera is now rare since they belong on two different shows. So a moment like this has been long overdue as the fans wait in anticipation for what might happen next. Drake puts on a sly look and smirks at Trisha. Trisha had her arms crossed as she was in her ring gear getting ready for the Rumble for the Right. She glared at him with a look that could kill. Drake bit his bottom lip in evil checking Trisha out looking at her slowly up and down and shrugs)
Drake: Sup?
Trisha: You know damn well what is up! Don't think I have forgotten what you said and did that night at Johnny Dollars you worthless piece of shit!
(Drake rubs his chin sarcastically as he looked up)
Drake: Hmmmm, I take it that you finally got the jizz out of your brain and got your memory back?
(Drake then looked at her and smirked as he chewed his gum loudly. Trisha took a deep breath, and tried not to kill him.)
Trisha: Ha ha ha you’re a regular comedian. The point is I remember how you twisted the whole story to make you look like the innocent little victim and make me look like a monster. You have some nerve ... trying to take advantage of some one who can't defend themselves! It would have been different if I were myself and could have stood up for myself. But no ... you actually made me cry. Well ... it was me but it wasn't me. You made me look like a wimp in front of an entire restaurant of people! What do you have to say for yourself? HM?
(Drake looked down and smirked he then sighed and acted like if he was nervous)
Drake: Oh man Trisha...you remembered that? wow....umm well....shit how am I going to put this…see…well I mean, that's not "all" that happened. Yeah umm well, see since you were crying like a pussy that night, I wanted to make it up to you and we had a few drinks and well...I mean yeah you're the most ugliest bitch alive but umm well...I guess we had a little too much to drink and one thing....ummm, lead to another...next thing you know we went to a rodeo, got wasted and ummm well....this happened....
(Drake took out a photo from his back pocket and gave it to Trisha acting all innocent while whistling)
Drake: I'm SOOOOOOOOOO sorry, don't worry, we didn't do anything, if it happened, my junk would've fallen off a loooooong time ago
(Trisha snatched the picture and glanced at it before laughing)
Trisha: Nice try asshole. That's CLEARLY photoshopped, as I would NEVER let you get THAT close to my ass ... even when I am not myself. I do remember you actually trying to comfort me. Could that be a sign of those hidden feelings you have for me? Come on ... even you aren't completely heartless like me
(Drake smirked)
Drake: Believed if that photo was photoshopped, it's ok. You're in denial. But we'll go that route if you want to. Now about the whole comfort shit, well...seriously Trisha. I pitied you that night. Why would the world's "toughest" bitch cry? It was pathetic. It wasn't the Trisha I knew. I don't have feelings for you. I know you want me to have those feelings but come on. I would rather bang Laura Phoenix than you...actually eww...no. But I AM heartless, you know me more than anyone in PWSX, PWSR and in PWSI and my heart is cold and dark. I have every RIGHT to make your life a living hell especially what you tried to do to me and your sister. But that was the past and I hate bringing up the past. The point is Trisha is that you scarred my mind into hating you. How in the fuck can I forgive you? That night at Johnny's bar I fucking verbally abused you while you were vulnerable! Doesn't that go to show that I don't give a shit about you?
Trisha: As long as it ended with my sister having a broken heart, I'm happy. And that's exactly what happened. You were just in the wrong place at the wrong time ... and as far as that night at Johnny Dollars, you didn't even believe me until I started crying! You thought I was faking and you were just trying to get me to "break" so to speak ... and yeah ... you verbally attacked me while I was vulnerable ... what a "big strong man" ... go after a woman who at that moment couldn't defend herself
(Her fists clenched. She so badly wanted to punch him, but held back as to avoid an interpromotional war. So instead she poked his chest, trying to get her point across)
Trisha: And I don’t want you to forgive me. I did what I did on purpose, knowing what would happen. I can't stand you, and if I had the choice I would take you out of action RIGHT NOW ... but ... I don't want to break a sweat before the big rumble ... you know the one I will be winning ... Something you could NEVER do
(Drake rolled his eyes but then got serious when he sensed Trisha's anger. He knew she wanted to hit him. Drake squinted at her)
Drake: Right now I can give a fuck about where your sis is right now. But you crying at Dollars' bar just goes to SHOW that you aren't as "tough" as you come out to be towards everyone. You have a weak spot and I saw it for myself and I was highly disappointed. But no, you were "WAAAAAAA" this and "WAAAAA" that! I wanted to throw up. Now if you want to hit me, I DARE YOU! HIT ME! You're tough now right? You're the biggest bitch on the block that’s all ballsy and shit right? PROVE IT!
(Drake cooled down holding his ground)
Drake: You can't TOUCH me Trisha and yeah you better save your energy for the rumble because you're going to need all of the energy in the world. After all, you're a woman. Just because you fought some of the guys on your PATHETIC brand doesn't mean you've accomplished anything since they are pussies themselves. Unlike you, I have a deathmatch, which is way more important than the rumble and is way more dangerous than any match alive. But you know what Trishy? You're right. I will never win the rumble because as you can see...
(Drake takes his belt off from his waist and puts it near her face)
Drake: I'm the PWSX WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! The LONGEST reigning PWSX World Heavyweight Champion in PWSX History!
(Drake then reveals his 2009 Battlebowl ring on his middle finger and flips off Trisha with it, as well showing it to her at the same time)
Drake: I'm ALSO the first ever 2009 PWS Battlebowl Winner, something you will NEVER accomplish! I have more achievements in life than what you will ever gain in decades
(Drake puts his title on his shoulder and smirked at Trisha. Trisha shoved him backwards, he stumbles slightly, but catches his balance quickly)
Trisha: Oh stop tooting your own horn! If your fucking ego gets any bigger, your head will explode. You tucked your tail between your pathetic legs and RAN like the little bitch you are!!!!!!!! You couldn’t handle it in the PWSR ... you had to run to the second rate show with crappy competition. Ya know, being king of the retards just means you’re the biggest retard of them all. You got lucky at Battlebowl, that’s IT.
(She shoved him again, causing him to go back about two steps. She took two steps forward)
Trisha: So you need to shut your fucking mouth before I shut it for you! You know as well as I do that I have gone through HELL just to get what I have had in PWSR! Because everyone, including you, is sexist! I am breaking boundaries, I am the first woman to fight the men, the first woman to hold a mans title, and I have only been pinned TWICE since I got hired! TWICE! I am Sheer Perfection and you know it. These fans come here to see me, and tonight, they are going to get what they want when I eliminate everyone and win the Rumble!!! And who knows, maybe I will take my title shot and challenge ... YOU. That is if you can beat what's his name tonight ... I doubt it but, hey, you gotta have some sort of goal in life right?
(She smirked, thinking she had gotten one over on DeMarco. Drake was boiling in anger not because of what Trisha said but because she pushed him. Drake's face turned red and he was breathing heavily. Drake pushed Trisha back as she then took two steps back as Drake took two steps forward. Drake then poked Trisha at her chest as well while talking)
Drake: Let me telling you something you worthless hermaphrodite! It's not my fault you made a bad career move to stay at a place where they don't like women as World Champions. I made a smart move and look where I'm at. And you don't TOUCH ME. I got to your head with what I said. You're irate because I'm more SUCCESSFUL than you. While you're in the "red side" begging management to get a shot at a title as you fight people that will result to an infinite loophole of failure, I'm in the greener side leaving my mark as a future hall of famer. So don't you fucking PUSH ME because of your own damn stupidity! Look at you Trisha, between the two of us, who has more gold? Open your eyes and SEE. After I left PWSR, I went on to achieve bigger things, I got the title, I got the Battlebowl trophy and ring, while you are in the SAME position where I last saw you over 6 months ago, you are PATHETIC!
(Trisha glared at DeMarco. She then suddenly and rather violently shoved him against the wall, holding him there for a second before he smacked her hand away. She glared right into his eyes)
Drake: Fuck, you just can't keep your hands off me huh? You love me that much huh? Don't worry...I'm used to it…
Trisha: I don't care what you have accomplished; I am the SINGLE MOST DOMINANT Female to EVER be in the PWS! I don’t give a shit how many belts you win, like I said earlier, you ran to PWSX, the lesser brand. You can take a piece of shit, polish it up, darken the hair, oil the abs ... give it a title belt ... but in the end, it's still a steaming pile of SHIT. Just like you are. So you sit there and flaunt your title belt, flaunt your battlebowl ring and trophy, because at the end of the day you have NOTHING over me. And when I go out there and win the Rumble, I will be going on to Destiny in the MAIN EVENT! And I will fulfill MY destiny! And all you will have is well ... a toy belt and a plastic trophy. And at the end of it all, I have the fame and the fans. They LOVE to hate me ... where as they just flat out hate you!
(She then flipped her hair as she turned to start walking away.)
Trisha: So watch good, because when I’m done out there ... people won't even remember your name!
(Drake hands began to twitch in anger as he pulled Trisha by grabbing her arm violently towards him and shoved her against the wall. His face was up close to hers as he chewed his gum loudly. He squinted at her)
Drake: Why are you so fucked up in the head huh? You know I'm better than you. You know you want me; you know that ever since I joined PWSX, it has been the superior brand of them all. Why can't you accept that? My career is UNTOUCHABLE. If you really want to impress me, go to PWSX, win a few titles, because you aren't getting anywhere here. Oh I forgot, maybe you shouldn't go to PWSX, because as soon as you put your foot through the front door, you'll probably start crying again..." Waaaa I wanna go home!" "Waaa this place is too much for me!"....Spare Me Trisha Lee Moore....Spare Me....
(Trisha squinted at Drake as there was a big of a stare down. The intensity could be felt all around them)
Trisha: Oh you wish ... PIG!
(She slapped him across the face before storming off)
(Drake backed off from the slap. Drake looked down at her with intensified hatred as he rubbed the cheek she slapped him at and licked his hand with his tongue as he smirked in sadistic pleasure watching Trisha leave)
Fuck The Luck Of The Draw Match
Tony Angel (PWSX) vs Steven Xavior (PWSi) vs Trisha Lee Moore (PWSR)
(Skylar Mosier is in the ring, as she has been selected to announce the opening contest of the evening, featuring superstars from all three brands.)
Skylar Mosier: Ladies and gentlemen, it is time for our opening contest of PWS Blood Wars 2010. The following is a triple threat match, and is the “Fuck the Luck of the Draw” match. The competitor who earns the victory will enter tonight’s “Rumble for the Right” match at the #30 position, the person who is pinned will enter at the #1 spot, and the third person will enter at the #15 spot. Now, introducing the competitors...
(The lights in the arena go out, and “Death Before Dishonor” starts to blare over the p.a. system, and the crowd erupts into cheers, as Steven Xavior makes his way out onto the stage.)
Skylar Mosier: Introducing first, representing PWSi, from Hampton Roads, Virginia, “The X Factor” Steven Xavior!
(The fans continue to cheer as Xavior makes his way down the ramp and slides into the ring. Xavior waits in the ring for his opponents, when the fans start to boo when "Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy Me" by Tata Young starts to play over the sound system, and out walks Trisha Lee Moore.)
Skylar Mosier: His opponent, from Brooklyn, New York, representing PWSR, “Sheer Perfection” Trisha Lee Moore!
(The fans continue to boo, as Trisha just shrugs them off as she makes her way down to the ring. She gets into the ring, and nearly stares a hole into Xavior. The lights in the arena go out, and the fans boo in anticipation for the final participant, as “Only the Strongest Will Survive” starts to play on the p.a. system. Tony Angel walks out onto the stage to a chorus of boos.)
Skylar Mosier: Introducing the final participant in the match, representing PWSX, from Bethlehem, Pennsylvania. He is one half of the PWSX Tag-Team Champions, “The Exile” Tony Angel!
(Angel makes his way down the ramp, as we hear the voices of the selected commentators come into play.)
Macho Man: Here he comes, the man that is going to win this match, and go on to win the Rumble for the Right!
Art Campbell: I wouldn’t be so sure about that, Macho. He still has to get past Trisha Lee Moore and Steven Xavior to do it.
Jake Ryland: And let’s not forget that Steven Xavior has already pinned Trisha before, one of only two people to do so in fact.
Macho Man: It don’t matter. Angel’s gonna be the one getting the pin tonight!
Art Campbell: Well it’s time we find out, as we are about to get underway here!
(Angel gets into the ring and hands his belt to Skylar who exits the ring. The three competitors stare each other down before the ref calls for the bell to start the match. The three competitors pace around the ring, sizing each other up. Xavior and Trisha lock eyes, but then Angel hits Xavior from the side. Xavior and Angel go at it, exchanging right hands, when Trisha gets involved, and starts delivering right hands of her own. Trisha delivers a right hand to Xavior, then one to Angel. Xavior goes for a side kick on Angel, but Angel ducks, and Xavior nails Trisha. Tony quickly slides behind Trisha and delivers a german suplex, and bridges into a pin.)
1...
(Xavior breaks up the pin attempt.)
Jake Ryland: Look at that! Angel was trying to go for the quick win on Trisha.
Macho Man: Hey, whatever it takes!
Art Campbell: Either way, I think Angel realizes that he’s going to have to do a lot more than that to win this triple threat match.
(Angel gets up, and he and Xavior lock up. They shove each other off, and Xavior goes for a roundhouse kick, but Angel ducks. Angel goes for a kick to the gut, but Xavior catches his boot, and throws it down. Xavior delivers a right hand, but Angel answers with a right hand of his own. On the other side of the ring, Trisha gets to her feet. She sees the other two fighting, and starts to charge them. Just before Trisha reaches her opponents, Tony and Steven notice her, and side step out of the way, causing Trisha to run to the ropes. Steven and Tony then toss Trisha over the top rope, as she goes crashing down to the floor.)
Macho Man: Ha ha, dumb bimbo just got tossed like yesterday’s garbage!
Jake Ryland: I can’t believe Xavior actually worked with Angel there for a split second.
(Just as Jake mentions the teamwork between Angel and Xavior, Angel rocks Steven with a right hand shot that sends Xavior staggering backwards. Angel then delivers a standing dropkick that sends Steven to the ropes.)
Art Campbell: So much for the teamwork.
Macho Man: Angel doesn’t need any teamwork in this match. Everyone knows he’s going to win!
Jake Ryland: That remains to be seen.
(Xavior backs up, holding his chest, when suddenly his feet are taken out from under him by Trisha, who has gotten back to her feet on the outside. Trisha pulls Xavior to the outside, and starts delivering right hands. Steven begins to fight back with right hands of his own. Inside the ring, Angel looks on at Xavior and Trisha battling it out on the outside. Angel looks around, then runs to the opposite ropes, and comes back. Angel leaps onto the top rope, and springboards through the air. Trisha and Xavior look up to see Angel flying through the air, as Angel comes down and crashes into Trisha and Xavior, causing all three to fall to the floor.)
Macho Man: You see! That is what makes Tony Angel so great! He is an elite athlete!
Jake Ryland: I have to admit, that was an impressive display of athleticism there by Tony Angel.
Art Campbell: You won’t hear any arguments from me on that one. Unfortunately for Angel, he can’t win the match on the outside.
Macho Man: Well, no shit.
(Angel gets to his feet, and pulls Xavior up and rolls him into the ring. Angel goes for the cover, as the ref slides into position to make the count.)
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2...
(Trisha breaks up the count. She gets into the ring and starts stomping on Angel and Xavior, before Xavior catches her boot and shoves her backwards. Xavior gets to his feet, and he and Trisha lock up. Xavior sends Trisha to the ropes, and goes for a back body drop, but Trisha delivers a kick to the chest. Xavior turns around, right into a superkick from Angel, who has gotten to his feet. Xavior falls back, and Trisha quickly jumps on him for the cover.)
1...
(Angel pulls Trisha off to break the count. Angel laughs to himself and pulls Trisha to her feet. He plants her with a powerslam, and then rolls her out of the ring. Angel goes back over to Xavior, and goes to cover him, but Xavior rolls Angel up at the last second into a pin attempt.)
1...
2...
(Angel kicks out.)
Jake Ryland: Oh man! Xavior almost had the win there!
Macho Man: You kidding!? Angel was just letting him think he could win this match.
Art Campbell: Well they need to remember there’s a third person in the match, because Trisha is coming back into the ring.
(Trisha gets onto the ring apron, and surveys the situation. She then jumps up on the top rope and springboards into the ring, nailing Angel with an enziguri. Xavior and Angel lay on the mat, both gasping for air. Xavior struggles to his feet, and Angel is up right after him. Trisha stands back as the two men lock up. Angel goes for a vertical suplex. He lifts Xavior up, but Xavior comes back down on his feet. Xavior then tries to lift Angel up, but Angel blocks the move. Angel lifts Xavior up again, but this time Xavior slides down behind Angel, and gets him in position for a reverse ddt. Angel turns out of it, and lifts up to try and deliver a suplex, but Xavior jumps out. Xavior goes for a kick, but Angel catches his boot, and spins him around. As Xavior's boot comes back around, he tries for another kick, but this time he connects, and nails Angel in the face. Xavior turns around, only to get nailed with a running knee lift from Trisha, who decides to get involved once more. Trisha delivers a few chops to Xavior, and then a few to Angel for good measure.)
Art Campbell: It looks like the PWSR representative is really gaining some momentum here!
(Trisha continues to deliver chops to the two men, until Xavior blocks one of her chops, and shoves her back, right into Angel, who wraps his arms around her waist, and unleashes a vicious release german suplex on Trisha.)
Macho Man: And there goes her momentum! Ha ha.
(Angel stands up and looks at Xavior, before the two of them lock up. Angel sends Xavior to the ropes, but Trisha comes back out of nowhere and nails Angel with a dropkick that sends him through the ropes and out of the ring. Trisha then looks at Xavior, and nails him with a dropkick that sends him back to the ropes. Xavior comes back, and Trisha jumps up and delivers a hurricanrana to Xavior. Trisha quickly goes for the pin.)
1...
2...
(Angel breaks the count at the last second.)
Art Campbell: Oh my! Trisha was so close to having the match there!
Macho Man: But not close enough!
Jake Ryland: Angel got lucky that he was able to break up that pin attempt.
(Angel gets Trisha to her feet, and starts bad mouthing her before delivering some chops. He goes to deliver a right hand, but Trisha ducks and nails a right hand of her own, and then another, and another, staggering Angel back. Xavior crawls over to the ropes, and gets himself up to his feet. He walks over to Angel, who is crouched on one knee from Trisha’s shots. Xavior goes to grab him by the head, but Trisha grabs Xavior, and brings him down to the mat by his hair. Angel steps back to the turnbuckle, and climbs up to the top rope, but his legs give out on him on the top rope, and he has to brace himself to gather his composure. This allows just enough time for Xavior to miraculously get to his feet, and in a move of pure adrenaline and desperation, Xavior jumps up on the second rope, and springboards off to deliver a sick kick to the head of Angel, sending Angel off the turnbuckle, and down to the mat.)
Jake Ryland: Oh wow! What a kick by Steven Xavior!
Macho Man: Damnit! That wasn’t supposed to happen!
Art Campbell: Well that’s the kind of offense you can expect from Steven Xavior, high octane and fast paced adrenaline!
(Before Steven can do anything, Trisha grabs him from behind and plants him with a reverse ddt. She goes for the cover as the ref slides into position.)
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2...
Kick Out!
(Trisha can’t believe that Xavior kicked out, as she looks over and starts screaming at the ref. Xavior and Angel get to their feet, and start mouthing off to each other, when out of nowhere, Trisha grabs Xavior from behind and nails him with a backstabber. Angel looks at Trisha, as she’s getting to her feet. Angel turns, and then jumps into the air and nails Trisha with the overhead kick, causing Trisha to fall through the ropes, and down to the arena floor. Angel quickly turns his attention to Xavior, and goes for the cover.)
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2...
3!!
Macho Man: He did it! I told you he’d do it!
Art Campbell: Damn, Trisha was so close!
Jake Ryland: Yeah, but at least she doesn’t have to come into the rumble at number one! Oh boy do I feel bad for Steven Xavior right now.
Macho Man: Serves that little punk right!
Skylar Mosier: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, and the man who will enter the Rumble for the Right match at number thirty, Tony Angel!
(The fans boo as Angel celebrates in the ring, as Trisha gets to her feet on the outside to look on in disgust at what transpired.)
WINNER: Tony Angel
Vixens Championsh Queen of the Mountain Match
Katie Rayne (C) vs Dasha Jones vs Amy Ember vs Tanya Nehaje vs Mina Kusanagi
John Felker and Nick Patrick are standing in the middle of the ring. Tim White is standing outside the ring. Earl Hebner is standing on the other side, near the penalty box. There are various security standing by the ringside area. There are numerous ladders resting outside the ring.
Hernandez: This next match is so huge that we need all out refs to make sure that order is kept.
"Lithium Flower" Plays in the arena. The crowd cheers as Tanya Nehaje comes out from the back. She enters the ring and stands in a corner. "Hell Yeah" plays out in the arena and Amy Ember comes out.
Schiavone: It's time for the Queen of the Mountain Match
Hernandez: That's right. The five women are going to duke it out to see who is the top woman in PWSX
Macho Man: Yeah! And I got my money on the champ!
Schiavone: This match could go either way.
Amy gets into the ring and shakes Tanya's hand. "Like Knives" Plays and Mina comes out to a cheering crowd. She jogs down to the ring and rolls under the bottom rope. "It's over now" plays and the cheers turns into the boos.
Schiavone: Here's some of the people's favorite, Dasha Jones.
Macho Man: The Colossal Cunt Killer!
Hernandez: You sound a little too happy to say that, Macho Man.
Macho Man: Shut up, Cunt before Dasha kills you.
Dasha doesn't get into the ring. She walks around and stand firm. Amy is shooting a death glare at her.
Macho Man: No love lost between these two.
Hernandez: Well, Dasha's the one that cost Amy her Vixens championship.
"Perfection" plays and Katie Rayne makes her way down to the ringside area. She's holding the PWSX Vixen's championship over her shoulder. She gets in the ring and goes to an unoccupied corner.
Felker: Ladies and Gentleman! It's time! This match is the Queen of the Mountain Match and it's for the PWSX Vixen's championship. The rules are that the first vixen to take the title belt from our timekeeper, climb the ladder, and place it on the hook above shall be the Queen of the Mountain and leave as the PWSX Vixen's champion. However, in order to be eligible to take the title from the timekeeper, the wrestler must first score a pinfall or submission. There are no Disqualifications and falls count anywhere. The one that's pinned must spend 2 minutes in the penalty box.
John points to the penalty box.
Felker: Now, let's introduce the special time keeper for this match, she is a three-time NCAA Champion, an Olympic gold medalist. She was the number one overall pick for the 1999 WNBA Draft. She is a member of YOUR Atlanta Dream! Chamique Holdsclaw!
The following tron plays on the Smarkstron.
Chamique Holdsclaw comes from the back. The crowd is cheering for their player. She's wearing a PWSX Vixens t-shirt. She gets into the ring and shakes John and Earls hand. She waves to the crowd.
Schiavone: WOW! We've got ourselves a worthy timekeeper
Macho Man: We couldn't get Lisa Leslie?
Hernandez: What? You're messed up!
Felker: And now! Introducing combatants, first the challengers. From East Rutherford, New Jersey, by way of Manchester, England and Kingston, Jamaica, she is Tanya Nehaje! Next, from Jacksonville, Florida, Amy Ember! From Baltimore, Maryland, by way of Nagoya, Japan, Mina Kusanagi! From Tokyo, Japan, "The Colossal Cunt Killer" Dasha Jones! And finally, from Sybil, Texas, she's the current reigning and defending PWSX Vixen's Champion, Katie Rayne!
Each wrestler acknowledge each's announcement. John climbs out the ring and Nick Patrick gets the Vixen's title from Katie. He hands it to Chamique and helps her out the ring. Nick calls for the bell.
Schiavone: Here we go!
As soon as the bell rang, Amy made a mad dash towards Dasha, diving through the ropes for a flying forearm smash. This caught everyone, including Dasha, offguard. Amy's wailing on Dasha, as they go to the ground. The crowd is in uproar already.
Hernandez: Whoa! Amy isn't wasting any time!
Schiavone: We are only seconds into the match and it's an all out brawl.
Macho Man: That's a cheap shot!
Katie rolls under the bottom rope after that. Tanya and Mina are staring at each other. Mina goes to bounce off the ropes. She goes for a shoulder block, but Tanya doesn't budge. Mina hops a few times and runs to the ropes again. Tanya goes for a clothesline and misses when Mina ducks. Mina bounces again. Tanya goes for a big boot and misses. Mina bounces off again. Mina goes for a Headscissors Takedown. Tanya reverses it into a Tilt-a-whirl, but Mina reverses it to an Octopus Stretch.
Schiavone: WHOA! Mina's got the Anaconda Stretch on Tanya.
Hernandez: Will Tanya tap?
Tanya tries to get her feet under her and flips off into a bridge and rolls around, getting her arm free. She rolls of Mina.
Patrick: 1... 2...
Mina kicks out. They both get up. Mina goes to the ropes. Tanya hits Mina with a jumping heel kick. Tanya goes to the ropes to bounce up for a follow up. Katie catches Tanya's leg and trips her. Katie pulls Tanya out the ring. She does an irish whip into the Penalty box. Tanya hits it, back first, and slouches down the side of it. Katie appears to be ready to follow up, but Mina springboards off the top rope and come down with a double knee strike on Katie.
Crowd: OH!
Amy and Dasha has been brawling on the back. Dasha was able to recover from the surprise attack. Dasha goes for a ladder. She sets it folded on the floor. She picks up Amy and lifts her up for a Gorilla Press. She was about to toss Amy, but Amy slips down behind Dasha. Dasha gives her an elbow to the side of Amy's head. Amy is dazed. Dasha goes for a Side slam, but is countered by the Hypnotic. Dasha is sent, face first into the ring post. Amy rolls up Dasha.
White: 1... 2... 3!
Felker: Amy Ember is eligible to hang the title. Dasha Jones must spend two minutes in the penalty box.
Schiavone: Just for those who need to be clarified. The time doesn't start until that door is closed.
The enforcers around the ring go to Dasha to get her to go inside. Dasha is irate as she is refusing. Amy picks up a chair and hits Dasha with it, knocking her silly. Amy goes to get the belt from Chamique.
Ember: Get that bitch in there!
Hernandez: Talk about rough justice!
The enforcers are able to lead a staggers Dasha to the box. Earl closes it and locks it.
Mina tosses Katie to the steel steps. Mina turns around and Tanya hits Mina with a roundhouse kick. She bends down to go for a pin, but sees Amy get into the ring with a ladder. Tanya gets into the ring stops Amy from setting it up. Tanya picks up Amy and hits a Suplex on top of the ladder. She goes to pin Amy.
Patrick: 1... 2...
Amy kicks out of the pin. Katie is up and goes Mina in a camel clutch Earl is checking for a submission. Tanya picks of Amy and tosses her over the top rope, near Mina and Katie. Tanya hits Amy with a big boot. Amy falls to the ground and lands on Katie and Mina. Nick Patrick tosses the vixen's title belt out the ring. Tanya climbs out the ring and down the apron. She picks up Katie and tosses her in the ring. Tanya gets into the ring. Katie crawls to her feet and backs up into a corner. Tanya closes in on her and Katie pulls Tanya by her trunks into the second rope. Katie gets up and goes for the Dysfunctional Servitude. Tanya spins out and kicks Katie in the gut. She sets up for the Union Jack and connects.
Hernandez: What a move!
Tanya flips over Katie and crosses her legs. She looks in the legs in a figure and applies an STF.
Schiavone: That's a new move out of Tanya's book! The Star-Strangle Banner!
Hernandez: That move looks like it hurts!
Macho Man: It does, I've been in that move before!
Katie fights the hold as long as she could. She eventually taps out to the move. Tanya breaks the hold.
Felker: Tanya is now eligible to hang the title belt. Katie must spend 2 minutes in the penalty box.
Hernandez: Tanya made the champ tap!
Katie is rolled out as Mina comes into the ring behind Tanya. She goes for the school boy. Nick counts the pin.
Patrick: 1... 2...
Tanya kicks out the pin. Katie is taking her time getting to the cage. Dasha's time is up in the box and Earl lets her out. Dasha made a charge at a recovering Amy. Amy is steamrolled as Dasha runs her over. Katie is placed in the penalty box. Tanya gets up and Mina charges for Tanya again. Mina is dropped by Tanya's clothesline. Tanya goes to the corner and waits for Mina to get up from the clothesline. She charges and connects with the Cool Runnings.
Macho Man: What a kick!
Mina rolls out of the ring. Tanya gets out the ring and grabs the title belt from Chamique. She climbs back into the ring and grabs the ladder that's still in the ring. Tanya sets it up. Amy is drilled into the barricade by Dasha. She turns and sees Mina on the floor. She grabs Mina up and sets up the Cunt Killer on the floor.
Schiavone: Did you see Dasha! She just did the Cunt Killer on the floor!
Tanya is climbing the ladder with the title belt in hand. Dasha was about to go for the pin, but sees Tanya going up. Dasha rolls into the ring as Tanya is near the top. Dasha pushes Tanya falls towards the penalty box and lands on the ropes, holding the caged box for leverage. Dasha moves the ladder out the way. Tanya jumps down for a double axe handle, but Dasha kicks Tanya in the gut. Tanya goes to a knee. Dasha hooks the Implant Buster on Tanya and connects with it on the ladder
Hernandez: OH MY GOD!
Dasha rolls Tanya over for the pin.
Patrick: 1... 2... 3!
Felker: Dasha Jones is eligible to hang the title up. Tanya must spend two minutes in the penalty box.
Just then, Katie is let out the penalty box and goes to a downed Mina and pins her.
White: 1... 2... 3!
Felker: Katie Rayne is now eligible to hang the title up. Mina must spend two minutes in the penalty box.
Schiavone: Katie just took scraps!
Tanya and Mina are both placed in the box together. Dasha is setting up the ladder in the ring. Katie climbs in. Katie grabs a foot as Dasha's climbing the ladder. Dasha kicks Katie off. Dasha's going higher and higher with the title belt that Tanya dropped. Amy gets into the ring and pushes the ladder, to no avail.
Macho Man: Amy's not strong enough!
Schiavone: I think it's more like Dasha's too big.
Dasha continues to climb up, knowing that she can't be tipped over.
Ember: HELP ME KATIE!
Katie gets up and helps Amy push the ladder. Dasha hops off before the ladder tips. Dasha swings and hits Katie with title belt. She then hits Amy with it. Dasha yells as she appears to be in control. She tosses the title down and goes to for the ladder. She folds it up and places it on top of Amy. She grabs Katie and goes for the Implant Buster again. She lifts Katie up, but Amy rolls from under the ladder. Dasha puts Katie down and goes to go after Amy. Amy moves around and dodges Dasha's grasps. She positioned herself right and hits a drop toe hold on Dasha. Dasha hits her face on the ladder. Amy follows up with the Shooting Star, landing on Dasha's head. Katie is up and they rolls Dasha out the ring.
Macho Man: They had to double team Dasha.
Schiavone: What do you mean, that's all Amy.
Katie goes for a roll up on Amy.
Patrick: 1.. 2..
Amy kicks out.
Macho Man: That's smart by Katie. Amy almost got put into the penalty box.
Schiavone; That would have gave Katie a free ride to the title.
Amy gets up and charges at Katie. Amy goes for a clothesline, but Katie ducks and goes for a reverse DDT. She stars at Amy's downed body. Katie appears to be panting really bad. She lets out a primal scream.
Hernandez: You don't think...
Schiavone: Uh oh...
Macho Man: JESSICA RUSH!
Katie rolls out the ring and goes under the ring. She comes up pulling a table. The crowd cheers for the sight of the table. She sets it up. Tanya and Mina are released from the box. Tanya goes around to Katie. She gets Katie in a Muey Thai Clutch and starts to throw knees on Katie. Katie reaches for Tanya's eyes and gouges at them. Tanya releases the clutch. Katie grabs a steel chair from under the ring. She swings and hits Tanya on her back. Tanya pops up in pain. Katie swings the chair again and connects on Tanya's head. Tanya goes to the ground.
Macho Man: What shots by Katie!
Amy and Mina were trading shots back and forth in the ring. Mina bounces off the ropes to a bent over Amy. Mina kicks Amy in the face and follows up with a Spinning back kick to the stomach. She bounces off the ropes and Katie slides in with the chair. She levels Mina with it. She connects with the chair to Amy as well. She's holding up the chair in victory. Dasha is getting back into the ring. She's standing behind Katie. Katie turns around and swings the chair, but Dasha grabs Katie by the throat. She picks up Katie in a gorilla press and goes to toss her towards that set up table. Katie slides down Dasha and pushes her out the ring. Dasha gets up to the apron and Katie level Dasha with the chair. It takes two shots for Dasha to fall off. She goes crashing on the table. Dasha is limp on the table. Tanya is up and is pulling Dasha onto the table.
Macho Man: What's Tanya up to?
Mina and Amy are up and they turn Katie around. They double Katie over with a kick to the gut. Amy positioned the ladder behind them. They go for a double suplex on Katie. Mina sees Tanya putting Dasha on the table. Mina decides to go to the apron. She turns around to have her back facing Tanya and Dasha. Mina springboards and hits the Kunoichi Press on Dasha through the table!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT!
Amy was spending this time, setting up the ladder. Amy is half way up the ladder when Tanya enters the ring. She goes up the other side of the ladder. They are at the top, tugging on the vixen's championship belt. They eat throw a shot to the head, but the other won't let go of the belt. Katie comes into the ring and pushes the two of them off the ladder. Both Tanya and Amy get hung up on the top rope and bounces out the ring. The belt falls out the ring. Katie sets up the ladder and goes to get the belt. Katie rolls back into the ring. Mina has climbed the ladder and is standing on it. Katie sees this and pushes the ladder again.
Macho Man: She's going down!
Mina hold onto the hook as the ladder is pushed over. Mina's dangling from the top. Katie is reaching for the Mina's legs, but Mina is kicking her away. Mina swings back and forth a little and let's go. She lands on Katie and hits a Dragonrana! Mina goes for the pin.
Patrick: 1... 2...3!
Felker: Mina has qualified to hang the title. Katie must spend two minutes in the penalty box!
Mina rolls Katie out of the ring, taking the belt. She sets up the ladder and goes up it. Tanya and Amy are slowly climbing to the apron. Katie is just placed in the penalty box. Dasha hasn't moved since going through the table. Mina reaches the top and hangs the belt up. Tanya and Amy just gets to the bottom of the ladder. The ref calls for the bell.
Felker: Your winner and NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW PWSX Vixen's Champion, Mina Kusanagi!
Mina takes the belt down and climbs down. She collapses on the mat. Tanya and Amy look displeased with themselves. The crowd's chanting.
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! *claps* THIS IS AWESOME! *claps* THIS IS AWESOME!
"Lose your breathe" plays in the arena. The women looks on at the General Manager as Serenity Daniels appears.
Serenity Daniels: That's what I'm talking about! You ladies, no... VIXENS... have stolen the show. But, if you think that it's over from here, then you have another thing coming. Because PWSX's next pay-per-view is Prophecy and at Prophecy, We will see the PWSX Vixen's championship defended in a 45 minute Ironman Match. As for the participants, next week, you will have to tune into Warzone to see more about that.
Mina looks at Amy and Tanya.
Serenity Daniels: And as for appreciation for stepping it up! On Warzone, we'll see Mina Kusanagi defend the PWSX Vixen's Championship.
PWSR Ladies Championship Match
Sapphire (C) vs Lycra
(The camera cuts to ringside, where Art and Sid join us as they discuss PWSR’s first match of the night.)
Art Campbell: Hello, and good evening ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to PWS Blood Wars 2010! I’m Art Campbell, alongside my broadcast colleague, Sid Carmack, and we’re going to be calling the PWSR matches for tonight.
Sid Carmack: Man, can you believe the atmosphere in Atlanta? These fans are pumped for some PWS action!
Art Campbell: They are indeed! And they are definitely going to get some action with our first brand exclusive match of the night, as Sapphire will be defending her PWSR Ladies’ Championship against the woman that has undoubtedly become the champion’s arch nemesis.
Sid Carmack: Yeah, what started out as a cat fight over Nick Madison has turned into possibly the most heated and violent rivalries between two females the PWS has ever seen!
Art Campbell: Indeed it has been, Sid. It all started when Sapphire joined the company back in October of last year, and quickly became close with Nick Madison, who had been the boyfriend of Lycra for quite some time.
Sid Carmack: Yeah, but Lycra had been mysteriously absent the months prior to Sapphire arriving. So, no one really knew what was going on between her and Madison. I don’t think even Nick knew.
Art Campbell: Indeed it was a confusing situation. Well, Sapphire and Madison’s romance would continue until Lycra shocked everyone when she returned and announced that she had gone to a rehabilitation facility, and had come back to be the girlfriend that Nick needed.
Sid Carmack: Unfortunately for her, Nick had already moved on, and was dating Sapphire.
Art Campbell: After a trying love triangle, mysterious videos started surfacing of Lycra in her home and at the most private of moments.
Sid Carmack: Yeah, some of those videos were creepy at how personal and private they got. I mean, showing her in her home like that…
Art Campbell: Indeed, well after a number of videos had appeared on PWSR’s website, Lycra was mysteriously kidnapped by her stalker, and was not seen or heard from for quite some time.
Sid Carmack: Yeah, and then the videos started coming back in, and we saw Lycra being…well…tortured by her kidnapper in an undisclosed location. I mean the things he was doing to her…it was just sick.
Art Campbell: And all the meanwhile, Nick Madison was seeing all of the videos, and it was having an effect on his psyche, and that was also effecting Sapphire, and not in a good way.
Sid Carmack: Well, can you blame her? She was watching the guy she was with make it obvious that he still had feelings for his ex.
Art Campbell: I wouldn’t say that, Sid. Nick was just being a human being and showing concern for what Lycra was going through as a person.
Sid Carmack: Well, either way, it seemed that all the stuff Lycra was put through effected her more than any of us could imagine, as she started embracing her kidnapper’s tactics.
Art Campbell: Meanwhile, Sapphire had made it into a Ladies Title match against then champion, Candy. Sapphire would win the title, and Candy was sidelined with a leg injury. Lycra would then return to PWSR, and started targeting the ladies in the ladies division.
Sid Carmack: Yeah, she attacked Sapphire at Revival, right after Sapphire had won the Ladies Championship. Lycra attacked Trisha Nicole Alexander and a few others, before being named the number one contender for Sapphire’s title.
Art Campbell: Everyone was shocked once more when Lycra’s kidnapper, turned new boyfriend, was revealed to be none other than PWSR Superstar, Manny Genocide.
Sid Carmack: Manny claimed that Lycra beating Sapphire would be his way of getting into the mind of Nick Madison. The match was made for tonight, and it would be for the PWSR Ladies Championship.
Art Campbell: These two ladies have been set on a collision course for quite some time, and tonight it will finally come to a head.
Sid Carmack: These two are going to really beat the living hell out of each other. It’s going to be great!
Art Campbell: Well, without further delay, it’s time we take it to the ring, where Skylar Mosier is standing by to announce the participants.
(The camera cuts to the ring, where Skylar Mosier is standing by, ready to announce the next match.)
Skylar Mosier: Ladies and gentlemen, the following is PWSR’s first brand-exclusive match for PWS Blood Wars 2010. It is scheduled for one fall, and is for the PWSR Ladies’ Championship!
(The lights in the Georgia Dome dim, as “Goin’ Down” by Melanie C starts to play over the p.a. system. The fans in the arena start to boo, as Lycra makes her way out onto the stage.)
Skylar Mosier: Introducing first, the challenger. From Ft. Lauderdale, Florida, Lycra!
(The fans continue to boo, as Lycra makes her way down the ramp and to the ring. She slides into the ring, and walks over to the corner to wait for her opponent to come out. The lights in the arena dim once more, as “Hunt You Down” by Saliva starts to blare over the p.a. system. The fans in the Georgia Dome give a mixed reaction, as Sapphire makes her way out onto the stage.)
Skylar Mosier: And her opponent, from Tampa, Florida, she is the PWSR Ladies Champion, Sapphire!
(Sapphire holds her title up in the air as she slowly makes her way down the ramp. She walks over to the steel steps and walks up to the ring apron. She sticks one leg inside the ring, and straddles the middle rope. The cameraman gets an up close view of her backside as she mimics riding the rope for a few moments before getting completely in the ring.)
Sid Carmack: By far the best ring entrance ever!
Art Campbell: Settle down, Sid.
Sid Carmack: Oh, come on! You can’t say that doesn’t get you excited.
(Sapphire gets into the ring and looks across the ring at her challenger, letting out a smirk. Lycra stares at the champion with a focused expression on her face. Rihanna Jackson takes the title belt from Sapphire and shows it to Lycra before holding it up in the air for the crowd to see. She hands the belt to Skylar Mosier, who gets out of the ring and goes over to the timekeeper’s table. Just then, we hear a familiar voice coming from the stage.)
Voice: Excuse me…excuse me!
Sid Carmack: Hey look! It’s PWSR’s Talent Relations Officer, and the head lady of the PWSR ladies’ division, Roxie Carter! I wonder where she’s been all this time!
Art Campbell: Indeed, we weren’t scheduled to hear from her tonight.
Sid Carmack: I wonder if she’s here to address Ashley Poison being unceremoniously fired and humiliated this week?
Art Campbell: Given the timing of her appearance, I highly doubt that’s the case.
(Miss Carter stands at the top of the stage for a few moments to allow the crowd time to die down. Lycra and Sapphire look up from the ring at Miss Carter as she begins to speak.)
Roxie Carter: Ladies and gentlemen, after seeing the promos that both of these women have given for this match, and given the history between Sapphire and Lycra, I am hereby making this match a no disqualification match! That is all, thank you, and good luck to the competitors.
(The fans in attendance let out a huge pop for the announcement as Roxie heads to the back.)
Art Campbell: Oh my! Roxie Carter has just made this match a no disqualification match! This one is sure to be brutal now!
Sid Carmack: These two ladies are gonna kill each other!
(Lycra and Sapphire turn their attention back to one another, as Rihanna Jackson calls for the bell to start the match. The two ladies pace around the ring, sizing each other up and calculating their strategies. They lock up, but neither are able to get the upper hand, as they break free from the grapple. They go to lock up again, and Sapphire is able to get the early advantage, and takes Lycra down with an arm drag. Sapphire holds onto the arm of Lycra and locks in an armbar.)
Sid Carmack: ARMBAR!
Art Campbell: What the!?
Sid Carmack: Sorry…
Art Campbell: Stop trying to be like Rob Colton.
Sid Carmack: Who?
(In the ring, Lycra struggles to get out of the armbar, and is able to reach the ropes, forcing Sapphire to break the hold. Sapphire gets to her feet and waits for Lycra to get to hers. Once both are on their feet, Lycra charges at Sapphire, and goes for a clothesline, but Sapphire ducks under and goes for a spinning kick, but Lycra ducks under and catches Sapphire’s leg, and pushes her back, causing her to fall back down to the mat. Before Lycra can capitalize on Sapphire’s vulnerable position, Sapphire quickly gets back to her feet, and charges and nails Lycra with a clothesline out of nowhere.)
Art Campbell: What a clothesline there by the champ.
Sid Carmack: Yeah, but it’s still early in the match, and it can go either way.
(Lycra gets up to her feet, and the two start to exchange shots, and lock up again. Lycra sends Sapphire to the ropes with an irish whip, and when Sapphire comes back, Lycra goes to lift Sapphire over the top rope. Sapphire lands on the ring apron, and Lycra turns around and delivers a shot that sends Sapphire off the apron and down to the floor. Sapphire lands awkwardly on her foot, and rolls her ankle. She immediately grabs a hold of it, and starts screaming in pain. Lycra acts almost like a shark that smells blood in the water, as she rolls out of the ring, and looks under the ring to grab a weapon. She pulls out a steel chair, and then turns to look back at Sapphire, who is trying to get to her feet.)
Art Campbell: Oh no! This doesn’t look good for Sapphire. She seems to have injured her ankle, and now it seems that Lycra has her right where she wants her.
Sid Carmack: This seems eerily familiar, Art.
Art Campbell: That’s probably because this is how Sapphire won the Ladies’ Championship in the first place, Candy injuring her leg in their match and not being able to continue.
(Sapphire tries to put some weight on her ankle, but collapses once again. Just then, we see Candy run down the ramp as Lycra is about to attack.)
Art Campbell: Speaking of the former champ, here comes Candy!
Sid Carmack: What is she doing!? She’s not supposed to be out here!
(Candy comes down and looks at Sapphire on the ground in pain, and then looks up at Lycra. Sapphire looks up and has a look of confusion as to why Candy is out there. Candy starts pleading with Lycra to not attack, as Sapphire can’t stand up.)
Art Campbell: It...it appears that Candy is trying to reason with Lycra here. I assume she doesn’t want to see Sapphire suffer the same fate that she suffered at Revival.
Sid Carmack: That doesn’t make any sense! Sapphire was the one that injured Candy!
Art Campbell: You and I both know how good of a person Candy is, naïve or not, she’s not going to want to see anyone get seriously injured.
Sid Carmack: Maybe, but she might just turn out to be more of a distraction for Sapphire than anything.
Art Campbell: Well, at least she has at least momentarily stopped Lycra’s attack on Sapphire.
(Lycra appears to calm down momentarily, as Candy is able to talk her out of going to further injure Sapphire. Candy turns to Sapphire, who is only just now getting to her feet, holding the guard rail to steady herself. She looks at Candy still with a bewildered expression on her face.)
Sapphire: Why the hell are you out here!?
Candy: I don’t want to see the same thing happen to you!
(Before Sapphire can say anything, Lycra charges and goes to hit Candy from behind with the steel chair. Sapphire sees at the last second, and pushes Candy out of the way, causing Lycra to miss. Sapphire then starts to fight back, mounting an offense of punches on Lycra, causing her to drop the steel chair. She quickly looks at Candy and tells her to go back to the back.)
Sapphire: I’m fine! Now get out before this crazy bitch hurts you!
(Candy nods and slowly makes her way to the back. Sapphire limps a little on her ankle, trying to walk it off, continuing to hit Lycra with punches as they make their way back into the ring. Finally, Sapphire appears to have gotten her ankle better, as she starts putting weight on it, as her and Lycra lock up. Out of nowhere, Sapphire grabs Lycra and nails her Blue Blaze finisher, and goes for the cover as Jackson slides into position for the count.)
1...
2...
3!? NO!! Lycra kicks out!!
(Sapphire looks up and starts to argue with Rihanna that it was a three count, but this allows Lycra time to get to her feet. Sapphire turns around to get a kick in the gut from Lycra. Lycra then goes and positions Sapphire and sets her up for a familiar move.)
Art Cambpell: Wait, what is Lycra doing? She’s not going to.....is she!?
(Lycra lifts Sapphire up and over her head, and then comes down, nailing the Genocidal Tendencies, the finisher of Manny Genocide.)
Sid Carmack: Genocidal Tendencies! Genocidal Tendencies! Manny has to be proud of Lycra using his move to finish this!
Art Campbell: Who says it’s finished? She still has to pin Sapphire.
(Both ladies lie motionless on the mat for a few moments, before Lycra starts crawling over to Sapphire and rolls her over to go for yet another pin attempt. Rihanna slides into position to make the count.)
1...
Sid Carmack: That’s it!
2...
Sid Carmack: It’s over!
3!! NOOOO!!! Sapphire gets the shoulder up!!!
Art Campbell: NO! It’s NOT over! Sapphire got the shoulder up!
Sid Carmack: How the hell did she do that!?
Art Campbell: Pure determination and the will to survive, Sid!
(The crowd cheers for the match that they are seeing, as Rihanna signals that it was only a two count. An obviously frustrated Lycra rolls out of the ring, and walks over to the timekeeper’s table and grabs the Ladies’ Championship belt. The camera shows Sapphire stirring on the mat, and has now started bleeding from the head.)
Art Cambpell: Oh no, this does not look good for Sapphire now that Lycra has that title belt! And look, Sapphire is bleeding!
Sid Carmack: Oh no, God no! This can’t be good!
(Sapphire slowly makes it to her feet, and turns around to see Lycra charging at her to deliver a shot to the head with the title belt. Sapphire ducks the shot from the title belt, and then turns around and nails Lycra with a clothesline, knocking her down to the mat.)
Art Campbell: My God! Lycra almost decapitated Sapphire had she connected with that shot from the title belt!
Sid Carmack: Yeah, she’s already made Sapphire bleed, what more does she want!?
Art Campbell: I would assume to win the match, Sid.
(Sapphire looks at Lycra, and then looks at the title belt. She picks up the title belt, and then looks back down at Lycra.)
Sid Carmack: Now what is she thinking?
Art Campbell: After what we’ve seen between these two already, Sid. I’m almost afraid to find out.
(Sapphire places the title belt in the center of the ring, and then walks over and lifts Lycra up to her feet. She pulls her to the center of the ring and brings her head up to look her in the eye.)
Sapphire: I hope you burn in hell, BITCH!
(With that, Sapphire sets Lycra up, and nails her with a ddt, with Lycra’s head landing on the title belt.)
Art Campbell: OH MY GAWD! She just planted Lycra on that belt with a ddt, just like Lycra did to her at Revival!
Sid Carmack: Payback’s a bitch!
(Sapphire slowly rolls Lycra over, who is now bleeding as well. Sapphire hooks the leg, and Jackson gets into position to make the count.)
1...
2...
3!!!
Skylar Mosier: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner and STILL the PWSR Ladies’ Champion, Sapphire!
Art Campbell: She did it!! She did it!! Sapphire has beaten Lycra to retain the Ladies’ Championship!
Sid Carmack: What a match!! That had to be one of the most violent ladies’ matches I’ve seen in a long, long, long time!
Art Campbell: Indeed it was, Sid.
(Sapphire slowly rolls out of the ring and onto the arena floor. Rihanna helps her up and raises her hand in victory as she hands her the title belt. She slowly starts making her way up the ramp, when Nick Madison comes out to celebrate with her.)
Sid Carmack: Okay, what is Madison doing out here?
Art Campbell: Are you kidding me!? He’s come out to celebrate with Sapphire, I’m sure.
(Madison embraces Sapphire, who nearly collapses in his arms from exhaustion. Lycra is getting to her feet inside the ring, as she looks up at the ramp to see the two together. The camera then cuts back to Sapphire and Madison, as Madison has a smirk on his face as he looks at the ring at Lycra.)
Art Campbell: I think that look says it all. After so many months of Lycra interfering into the lives of Nick Madison and Sapphire, Sapphire has finally defeated Lycra here in Atlanta. One can only wonder what will happen next with this story.
Sid Carmack: That’s for sure. Though, I somehow doubt that Lycra will just give up after this. Another question to be asked is what will Manny Genocide be thinking of Lycra not being able to walk out of Blood Wars with the Ladies’ Championship?
Art Campbell: I shudder to think what will happen, but for now, let’s kick things over to Jake Ryland and Alejandro Jimenez from PWSi, as we get ready to watch their Global Freedom Champion, Duke Russell, defend his title against Dante Vincent!
WINNER: Sapphire and STILL PWSR Ladies Champion!!
PWSi Global Freedom Championship Match
Dante Vincent vs Duke Russell (c)
Harold Robinson: Ladies and gentlemen this match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the PWSi GLOBAL FREEDOM CHAMPIONSHIP!!
Superbeast by Rob Zombie begins to play and slowly Dante Vincent walks out with a smirk on his face. He throws up the British middle finger with both his arms and struts down the ramp.
Harold Robinson: Introducing the challenger, from London, England, weighing in at two-hundred and forty-six pounds. He is DANTE VINCENT!!!!
Jake Ryland: Dante Vincent seems to have a little pep in his step…
Alejandro Jimenez: Why shouldn’t he be? Dante is a young athlete, and he has the advantage over Duke age wise.
Jake Ryland: Age is NEVER a factor in wrestling, if you still got gas in the tank then you can travel miles to your accomplishments.
Dante looks at some of the fans, one yells “FUCK YOU!!” and Dante smirks at the fan and walks up the steel steps. He walks up the apron and then raises his arms. He steps into the ring and then walks around it looking at the fans. He stops and stands in his corner as his music dies down. As it does there’s a silence. The guitar from Fight the Good Fight by Triumph begins to play. The fans erupt into cheers. Out comes Duke Russell mouthing things to the fans as he points to the ring.
Harold Robinson: NOW introducing the champion, from Phoenix, Arizona, weighing in at three-hundred pounds! He is the PWSi GLOBAL FREEDOM CHAMPION!!! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN DUUUUUUUUKE RUSSELL!!!!
Duke walks down the ramp with the title over his shoulder. He slaps some of the fan’s hands as he makes his way to the steel steps.
Jake Ryland: It is DEAFENING in this arena!! The fans here in Atlanta, Georgia are behind Duke Russell ALL the way!!
Duke wipes his feet on the apron and then enters the ring. He takes the title and then raises it with his right arm. He hands it to the referee, the ref raises it high in the air. The music dies down and Duke and Dante are in opposite corners. He shows the belt to them both. After the ref checks Dante, Dante looks at him and then at Duke, he mouths "Your belt is mine!" Duke shakes his head with a smirk and the ref goes to check Duke. As he does Dante runs and hits a brutal European uppercut that rocks Duke in the corner! Dante takes offense and then begins to assault Duke with right hands followed by chops!
Jake Ryland: COME ON!! What was that crap?!? Get him back ref!!
The referee pulls Dante away and warns him if he pulls another stunt like that he's DQ him. The referee finally motions for the bell and Dante rushes at Duke! However Duke moves out of the way and starts to lay into Dante with measured right hands to the forehead. Dante is reeling to the ropes and Duke flings him off to the opposite ropes! Duke goes for a clothesline, but Dante ducks and rebounds off the other side. Dante comes back for a shoulderblock but Duke stonewalls him. Duke nods his head with a grin. Dante looks at him and then runs at the ropes again, instead of trying another shoulderblock Duke puts his right foot up and nails him with a stiff big boot!
Jake Ryland: And that is karma!
Alejandro Jimenez: Beautiful big boot from Duke!
Duke pins Dante.
1! Shoulder up!
Duke helps a recovering Dante up, holding him by the head in a headlock. He wrenches it, his bicep squeezing the life out of him. Dante backs him up into the ropes and then flings him off. Duke comes back and goes for a kick, but Dante grabs the leg. He twists and planting Duke down hard with a dragon screw! Duke holds his leg in pain!
Jake Ryland: That dragon screw is a dangerous move! He could tear a leg apart, maybe even pop his kneecap out of place!
Dante sees Duke holding his leg and then stomps on it. He grinds his boot into the leg and starts to bad mouth Duke. Duke tries to hit him, but Dante stomps down brutally on the leg again! While Duke is holding his leg groaning in pain, Dante is taunting the crowd, they boo him loudly. Dante grabs Duke's leg again and then locks in a standing leg lock! He wrenches the hold back with a nasty smirk. Duke is trying to fight the urge of screaming! The referee asks if he wants to give up. Duke shakes his head no and starts to kicks Dante off!
Dante takes his left foot and plants a hard kick in the back of Duke's injured leg, right in the hamstring! Dante slams the leg down hard. He walks over towards Duke's head and squats down. He spits in his face as the crowd boos wildly. Dante picks him up and then places him in a near corner. Duke is holding his leg, Dante goes outside and then grabs Duke's legs from under him and pulls him towards the steel post!
Jake Ryland: What the hell is this?
Alejandro Jimenez: I don't know...we're gonna find out I can tell you that!
1! 2! 3! 4! 5!...Dante first begins to ram Duke's leg into the steel post harshly. After he looks at Duke who's in agonizing pain. 6! 7! Dante rolls in the ring and then back out! The ref has no choice but to renew the count! 1! 2!...Dante takes the leg and then wraps it around steel post, but he doesn't stop. Dante tries to wrap the leg of Duke around the steel, bending it!!
Jake Ryland: OH MY GOD!!!
The fans groan in pain looking at it. The ref reaches 8 and Dante rolls in the ring. He drags Duke back and pins him!
1!
2! KICKOUT!
Dante slaps his hands together and looks back down at Duke who's having trouble getting up. Dante helps the limping Duke up and then places some elbows into his face. He chops Duke in his throat. Dante runs to the ropes and comes back only to be met with a snap powerslam from Duke!! The fans go wild and start to cheer for Duke! Duke slowly gets up, when he does stand he falls on one knee. The referee asks if he's ok, Duke nods and goes back to Dante.
He stands Dante up who's a bit groggy and then tries for a vertical suplex. However Dante block and break's free and stomps on the knee of Duke who reels away from Dante holding the ropes to support him.
Jake Ryland: Duke is in bad shape here, that leg could shatter any moment...
Dante goes over and then European uppercuts him in the back of his neck! He attempts to pick Duke up for the Burning Hammer, but Duke nails him rapidly in the head with left punches. Dante breaks the hold and Duke clotheslines him down. Dante gets back up and he nails him back down with a measured jab. Dante gets back up and Duke powers him up with a military press! He slams him down hard and then holds his leg. He runs to the ropes, leaps, and plants Dante with a leg drop across the throat!
He pins him!
1!
2!
Th-- NO! 2 in a half the referee shows Duke!
Alejandro Jimenez: So close!!
Jake Ryland: Finger tips away!
Duke gets up and looks at the crowd and asks "One more time?!" The crowd cheers as Dante is still on his back. Duke runs at the ropes again, but suddenly Dante gets up and charges! He trips Duke with a drop toe hold and transitions into a STF!! Dante tightens the hold! Duke tries to break free, the ref asks if he wants to give! Duke tries to get to the ropes, but Dante drags him into the center of the ring and locks the STF in again!!
Jake Ryland: Oh no!! Duke's on the verge of tapping out! Come on Duke, come on, fight for these fans!!!
The fans get behind Duke who's trying to fight the hold, however the pain is so great he begins to fade!
Crowd: DUKE! DUKE! DUKE! DUKE! DUKE!
Duke's eyes close slowly and he goes limp! The referee calls for Duke, when he doesn't respond he raises his arm in the air. It falls.
1...!!
The ref raises the arm slowly. It drops down.
2...!!
The fans begin to show their concern, the ref raises the arm again and it begins to fall...what's this...? THE ARM IS BACK UP!! Duke begins to get up,! Duke lands some shots into the right eye of Dante who lets go and turns around tending to his eye. Duke gets up limping and picks Dante up and drops him down with an atomic drop! He turns around holding his backside, and Duke hits him with a hard right hand! Dante staggers and Duke picks him up and plants him down with a body slam!! He looks at the near turnbuckle and looks at the crowd.
Jake Ryland: I don't like that look in Duke's eye...
Duke climbs the second turnbuckle. He stands up, a little wobbly since his leg is still injured. He leaps off! OH, but Dante moves out of the way and gets up. He runs at Duke and tries to take his head off with a running kick, but Duke lays down and then swings back up. He kicks Dante in the gut, picks him up and lays him out with a piledriver!! Duke pins him!
1..!!!
2...!!!
3...!!!
The ref motions for the bell and the fans go wild! The ref raises Duke's arm as he stands up slowly.
Harold Robinson: Here is your winner and STILL the Global Freedom Champion...DUUUUUUKE RUSSELL!!
Dante stirs up and then looks at Duke in shock. Duke gets his title and raises it in the air. Duke turns around and sees Dante standing up holding his neck. Duke talks to him and holds his hand out. "Good match..." Duke says with a compassionate glare. Dante looks at it, the fans cheer and Dante looks at them. He shakes his hand and the fans cheer. Dante exits the ring and walks up the ramp.
Jake Ryland: Duke Russell, may be old, he may be too season, but he has the heart of a warrior, congrats to him!
Alejandro Jimenez: And Dante shows he has come class, well done.
Dante stops and has a furious glare. He turns back and sees Duke celebrate. Dante charges back into the ring. He flings Duke back around and kicks him square in the groin! Duke crumbles to the ground. Dante holds the Global Freedom title in his hand. He backs up and runs at Duke and nails him in the head with the title!!!
Jake Ryland: Dammit, I knew it was too good to be true!!
Dante begins to stomp on the head of Duke! He yells curse words at him and slams his head down on the mat. Dante looks outside of the ring and rolls out and pulls out a chair from Harold Robinson. He folds it and rolls back in the ring. Dante takes the chair and places Duke's leg in the chair.
Jake Ryland: What the he--...no...no Dante stop...
Dante climbs up on the near turnbuckle and stands on the second rope. Suddenly Jay Franklin rushes from the back! Dante hops down and looks to go for a clothesline, but Jay ducks and runs at the ropes! He comes back and he hits the Headbanger! A running European uppercut right into the jaw of Dante which drops him!
Jake Ryland: JAY FRANKLIN! JAY FRANKLIN!
Alejandro Jimenez: Thank God!!!
Jay looks at the crowd and motions for the S.O.E.!!! He gets the facelock on, and goes to flip, but Dante scrambled out of the ring and marches up the ramp. Jay walks over to the ropes and stands on them glaring dead at Dante who looks back at Jay yelling. Jay turns back to Duke who's regaining conscious. Jay helps Duke up entirely and raises his hand and hands him the Global Freedom title. Jay points at Duke and gives him an applause.
Jake Ryland: Jay Franklin has stopped the brutal attack unleashed by Dante Vincent.
Alejandro Jimenez: I smell a strong atmosphere around those two.
Jake Ryland: I do too, this might not be the end of this.
Jay stands on the ropes again jawing off at Dante who's back peddling up the ramp.
WINNER: Duke Russell
(We cut backstage where we see Doom walking down the hall way of the arena. He turns a corner and runs head on into The Alpha Dog.)
The Alpha Dog: Hey, watch where you're going punk
Doom: I didn't see you there, I'm-
The Alpha Dog: Save the appology. Who the hell are you, anyways?
Doom: My name is Doom. I'm on PWSR ...
The Alpha Dog: Oh yeah, that's right. The no-name, curtain jerking, jobber. That Doom, right?
Doom: I might only be new but I'm no jobber. You wait and see, I will be a huge star around this place.
(The Alpha Dog steps into the face of Doom.)
The Alpha Dog: Real stars don't talk. They just DO it.
(Alpha walks past Doom, brushing against his shoulder hard enough to move Doom out of the way. Doom watches Alpha Dog as he walks away. We cut back to ringside.)
PWSX Television Championship Match
Omen (C) vs El Incendio
Tony Schiavone: Ladies and Gentlemen our next match will be one hell of a fight as Omen defends his title against El Incendio.
Ricky Hernandez: Ever since Omen beat Incendio for the TV title at Endgame, Incendio has been on a mission to get it back going through every member of the Dark Union just to get a chance at Omen here tonight.
Macho Man: Omen is a beast that is unstoppable right now and we'll see if Incendio have what it takes to tame the beast in Omen.
Tony Schiavone: With that being said let's send it down to Bruce Buffer for the official announcements.
Bruce Buffer: Ladies and Gentlemen, this bout is set for one fall for the PWSX TV CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first, he stands 5'10 and weighs 204 lbs and resides from San Diego, CA! He is El Incendio!
(“Stronger” by TRUSTcompany blares over the arena but Incendio is nowhere to be seen.)
Ricky Hernandez: Where is Incendio?
Macho Man: He got so scared he's forfeiting the match against Omen. I knew he was a coward.
Ricky Hernandez: No he's not! He's a fighter and wants to get his belt back.
Tony Schiavone: Wait a minute guys, I'm getting word of a disturbance in the back. As soon as get a camera crew back there we will show you what's going down.
(The camera's get to the back and it quickly shows Omen and Incendio brawling in the back.)
Tony Schiavone: What the hell? These guys are supposed to be in the ring.
Ricky Hernandez: I guess these guys just couldn't wait.
Macho Man: Ohhh yeaaa!
(Incendio has Omen by the back of the head and smashes him face first into a locker room door. Incendio grabs Omen and Irish whips him into the wall. Incendio grabs Omen and takes him into the catering area where staff and other wrestlers are eating and tosses him onto a table that has platters of vegetables on it. Incendio grabs a platter and pulls Omen off the table and nails him in the head with it.)
Macho Man: Incendio is a mad man! He's cheating by using weapons to soften up Omen.
Ricky Hernandez: How is he cheating if the match hasn't officially started yet?
Macho Man: I don't know, he just is.
(Incendio grabs Omen and tries to face smash him in the mac n cheese but Omen blocks it and elbows Incendio in the gut. Omen grabs the mac n cheese and shoves it in Incendio's face. Incendio starts whiping the mac n cheese out of his eyes and right when he's able to see Omen nails him with a running bicyle kick to the face. Omen gets Incendio up on his feet and takes him near some Pepsi vending machines. Omen grabs Incendio and maneuvers him into a fallaway slam sending Incendio back first into the Pepsi vending machine shattering the plexi-glass.)
Macho Man: Bring the pain Omen! Bring the pain!
Tony Schiavone: Omen is on the offensive and he's delivered a stiff bicyle kick with authority and now he has just sent Incendio into that soda machine shattering the glass.
Ricky Hernandez: It looks like that glass has lacerated Incendio's left arm cause he is bleeding. It looks like it's not bad but nonetheless he is still bleeding.
Macho Man: Well this is Blood Wars and they are giving us just that.
(Omen grabs Incendio and begins taking him towards the ring. Omen tries to face smash Incendio into an equipment chest but Incendio blocks it by getting his boot up and back elbows Omen in the face and face smashes him into the chest. Incendio grabs Omen and maneuvers him into a Russian leg sweep against the wall. Omen grabs the back of the head favoring it.)
Tony Schiavone: Did you see Omen's head bounce off the wall?
Ricky Hernandez: That hurts and Omen needs to do something or he could be in jeopardy of losing the belt and the match hasn't even started yet.
Macho Man: He will turn this around just give him time to unleash the beast that is inside of him.
(Incendio grabs Omen and brings him out onto the stage. Incendio goes for a scoop slam but Omen nails him with repeated back elbows to the side of the face. Omen grabs Incendio and hip tosses him. Incendio gets to a knee and Omen nails him with a running kick to the face. Omen gets Incendio up and takes him to the ring where he rolls him in and Nick Patrick calls for the bell to start the match. Incendio gets up and Omen comes in and nails him with a running clothesline.)
Tony Schiavone: We are now officially underway.
Ricky Hernandez: Talk about a fight these two are having.
Macho Man: Ohhh Yeaaa!
(Incendio gets up and Omen goes for a big boot but Incendio ducks under it and comes off the ropes to nails Omen with a running dropkick to the chest. Incendio sets him up and comes off the ropes again to nail him with a rolling senton splash. Incendio covers Omen and Patrick counts 1...2...kickout! Incendio gets Omen up and maneuvers him into an armwrench and climbs the turnbuckles and walks the top rope and leaps off maneuvering Omen into a head scissors takedown. Omen gets up dazed and Incendio nails him with a spinning heel kick to the face. Incendio stalks Omen to his feet and once he makes it up Incendio goes for an armdrag but Omen counters by maneuvering him into a full nelson slam. Omen gets Incendio up and Irish whips him into the turnbuckles. Omen backs up and nails him with a spear in the corner. Incendio stumbles out of the corner and Omen nails him with a running big boot off the ropes. Omen gets on top of Incendio and starts nailing him with vicious right hands to the head.)
Tony Schiavone: These two men have really gone at it in this one.
Ricky Hernandez: You got that right. We've seen Incendio's athleticism and Omen's power and when these two are in the ring together they deliver.
Macho Man: Omen will soon dominate Incendio just you wait and see.
(Omen gets Incendio up and starts backing him up with right hands putting him against the ropes. Omen backs up and goes for a clothesline but Incendio counters by sending him up and over the top rope and down to the outside. Incendio sees Omen getting up and Incendio comes off the ropes and leaps over the top rope nailing Omen with a somersault.)
Ricky Hernandez: What an incredible somersault! Incendio just cleared the top rope and nailed Omen. These two are giving us a great one here tonight.
(Incendio gets Omen up and Irish whips him into the barricade. Incendio grabs Omen by the back of the head and face smashes him into the ring apron. Incendio grabs Omen and Irish whips Omen but he reverses it sending Incendio into the steel steps. Omen gets Incendio up and hoist him on his shoulders and tries to use him as a battering ram into the ring post but Incendio slides off his shoulders and shoves Omen into the ring post face first busting him open.)
Tony Schiavone: Now Omen is bleeding out of his forehead!
Macho Man: Omen seeing his own blood doesn't bother him. He's from the depths of hell so he's as tough as they come.
Ricky Hernandez: Seems like your going there after your time is up.
Macho Man: Shut up Ricky or I'll bust you up!
(Incendio grabs Omen and takes him to the announce table where he scoop slams him on top of it. Incendio lifts up the head of Omen and drills him with a few right hands before climbing the ring apron. Incendio turns his back toward Omen and looks over his shoulder to measure him up. Incendio goes for a springboard moonsault onto Omen but he rolls off the table and Incendio crashes and burns through the table.)
Macho Man: See what high flying gets you? You try and do a lot early and it comes back to haunt you. Serves him right for attacking Omen in the back.
Ricky Hernandez: I'll have to agree with that statement.
Macho Man: Quit kissing my ass boy!
Ricky Hernandez: I'm not!
(Omen gets Incendio up and rolls him into the ring. Omen goes up top and stalks Incendio to his feet. Incendio makes it up and Omen nails him with a diving forearm smash. Omen covers Incendio and Patrick counts 1...2...kickout! Omen gets up in Patrick's face and argues the count but Patrick tells him it was a two. Incendio makes it up and Omen comes charging in but Incendio uses Omen's momentum against him and rolls him up into an inside cradle, Patrick counts 1...2...kickout! Both men make it up and begin trading right hand shots in the middle of the ring with both men getting the best of each other. Omen backs up and goes for a clothesline but Incendio kicks him in the gut and maneuvers him into a double underhook piledriver.)
Tony Schiavone: Incendio may have him here after that maneuver.
(Incendio covers Omen and Patrick counts 1...2...)
Macho Man: NO!
(Omen gets his shoulder up breaking the count.)
Macho Man: That was a close one!
Ricky Hernandez: Our fans are getting treated to one hell of a war here tonight.
(Incendio gets Omen up and tosses him through the ropes and down to the outside. Incendio goes up top and awaits for Omen to make it up to his feet. Omen gets up and turns around and Incendio leaps off nailing him with a crossbody. Patrick exits the ring to check on both of the competitors.)
Tony Schiavone: Well that high flying move payed off there.
Ricky Hernandez: He got some hang time with that crossbody.
(Both men make it up and Omen charges at Incendio and he takes down Omen with a drop toe hold sending him face first into the announce table. Incendio rolls Omen onto his back and drags him into position and sends him face first into the ring post with a catapult letting more blood run down his face. Incendio gets Omen back up and rolls him into the ring. Incendio is up on the ring apron and Omen makes it up and Incendio comes into the ring with a slingshot and bulldogs Omen face first into the mat. Incendio covers Omen and Patrick counts 1...2...kickout! Incendio signals for the end and gets Omen up and locks him in the “MUNDO EN FUEGO” and Omen tries to fight out of it. Incendio tightens the hold and Omen begins to fade.)
Tony Schiavone: Incendio may choke out Omen to get the belt back.
Ricky Hernandez: It feels like the end is near.
Macho Man: Fight out of it Omen!
(Omen drops down to a knee Incendio wraps his legs around Omen's body for better leverage and adding weight causing pressure making it hard for Omen to breathe. Omen with a last ditch effort makes it up to his feet and rams Incendio back first into the turnbuckles. Incendio still has the hold but it's loose. Omen rams him against the turnbuckles again and Incendio breaks the hold. Omen sits Incendio on the top turnbuckle and starts nailing him with right hands rocking him. Omen backs up and comes charging in with a right hand but Incendio nails him with a kick to the face. Omen stands infront of Incendio and he goes for “THE 9TH CIRLCE” but Omen counters in mid move by grabbing the ropes and dropping down on Incendio's shoulders pinning him to the mat and hooks a leg and Patrick counts 1...2...kickout!)
Tony Schiavone: I thought Omen had it with that counter.
Ricky Hernandez: Incendio went for both moves and both times Omen as countered them.
Macho Man: That is the beast in Omen coming out and he has come alive.
(Incendio gets up and Omen locks in the “UNHOLY CROSS” but Incendio counters with a jawbreaker causing Omen to break the hold. Incendio comes off the ropes and goes for a running clothesline but Omen nails him with a superkick out of nowhere. Incendio is out on his feet and Omen maneuver's him into “THE SACRIFICE”! Omen covers Incendio and Patrick counts 1...2...3!)
Tony Schiavone: What an incredible match we have all just witnessed!
Ricky Hernandez: This match was very back and forth with both men using counter after counter but it was Omen who retained his title.
Macho Man: Ohhh Yeaaa! He is a beast and Incendio was nothing but a victim laying in wake of Omen's wrath.
Winner and still PWSX Television Champion, Omen via pinfall in 17:29
Aftermath: Omen stands over Incendio with the TV title draped over his shoulder.
The Carmichaels brothers are sitting in their locker room. Mack is dressed to compete in the Rumble for the Right. Hawk and Patrick are in their street clothes.
Hawk: So, what do you think is going to happen with this whole Enforcer and Crysis business...?
Patrick: I don't know. I just hope we don't get torn apart by this.
Mack: Well, I know that's going to be some rough times, but we're going to get through this. But let's not stay on this. We are up for a good week. I am going to be in the Rumble and win it. You two are getting inducted into the hall of fame. It's going to be a great time.
Patrick: Where's Enforcer and Andrew?
Hawk: They are hanging around. I don't know where, though.
Crysis walks into the locker room. He walks up to Mack.
Crysis: You ready?
Mack: Yeah. Let's do this.
Hawk: We'll leave you two alone to talk about the Rumble.
Patrick: Good luck.
They shake hands with Mack and Crysis and walks out. Crysis and Mack starts to talk about the rumble. The camera follows Hawk and Patrick out of the locker room. They walk up to the catering and start to eat the various things.
Patrick: Blood Wars has been a hell of a card.
Hawk: Yeah, bro.
Both men are blindsided by Big Boss and Rampage. Rampage slams Hawk's head on the table. Big Boss tosses Patrick into a random set of pile of stage equipment. Security comes to stop Necessary Roughness from attacking them further. Hawk and Patrick stands up and charge after them after shaking the cobwebs out of their heads. They are stopped by more security.
Hawk: You sons of bitches!
Patrick: Let us go!
Big Boss and Rampage backs up from the security guards with evil laughter.
Big Boss: Punk ass bitches!
Rampage: Hall of Famers, my ass!
The scene cuts back to the announce teams from PWSX, PWSR, and PWSI.
Hernandez: Is that how you guys handle business over there?
Sid Carmack: Whatever, you're just embarrassed because The PWSR Tag Champs just schooled your "Hall of Famers"
Macho Man: Tag team champs of what? A non-existant division?
Ryland: let's not get into a fight out here. Let's continue on with Blood Wars...
PWSR Intercontinental Championship Match
Makua Koa vs Axle Vengeance (C)
(Skylar Mosier is standing in the middle of the ring.)
Mosier: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it's for the PWSR Intercontinental Championship!
("Never Scared" plays in the arena to crowd cheers as Makua Koa walks out from the back. Makua appears to have a real determined expression on his face. The crowd is cheering for Makua's appearance.)
Mosier: Introducing first, the challenger, from the Isle of Samoa, Makua Koa!
(Makua gets into the ring. He faces the entrance, locked on to where Axle would be entering.)
Art Campbell: He's really focused.
Sid Carmack: He's going to lose...
Art Campbell: You really need to open up, Sid. Makua's really determined to take that IC title from Axle.
("Doomsayer" Plays in the arena.)
Mosier: His opponent, from Hollywood, California, He's the PWSR Intercontinental Champion, Axle Vengeance.
(Axle didn't come out from the back. Instead Axle comes from the crowd. He enters the ring and blasts Makua from behind with the IC title belt. Makua falls to the ground and Axle starts to stomp on Makua. Terry Haas pulls Axle off of him.)
AC: I can't believe that he did that!
Sid: Oh yeah. It's amazing! Axle outsmarted that neanderthal.
AC: Spell Neanderthal.
Sid: ... stop that! Let's watch the match!
(Terry is checking up on Makua. He asks Makua if he wants to continue, Makua nods. Terry waited for Makua to get up to ring the bell. Axle runs towards Makua and drops Makua with a boot to the face. He bounces off the ropes and hits a rolling senton. He goes for the pin.)
Haas: 1... 2...
(Makua kicks out at two.)
Sid: Almost!
AC: Koa isn't going to fall from that.
(Axle stands up and goes pulls Makua to the center of the ring by his legs. He hops on Makua, delivering a double foot stomp. He hopped off and came down with a leg drop. He turns it into a Cross Armbar. Terry checks for a submission.)
Sid: TAP TAP TAP!
(Terry doesn't get one. Makua is trying to move to the ropes, but can't move. He rolls through for a pin.)
Haas: 1... 2..
(Axle kicks out. When he did, Makua picks a leg and turns it into a Single Leg Crab. Makua turns Axle over to lock it in. Axle slowly moves to the ropes and grabs the bottom rope. Terry asks for a rope break and Makua breaks it. Makua pulls Axle from the ropes. Makua twists Axle's leg and goes for a figure four. Axle kicks Makua off. Makua goes to the ropes and bounces off. He comes back and Axle is up. He wraps his arm around Makua's neck for a sleeper hold.)
Sid: There goes the sleeper! Axle's got him now.
(Makua slips to his side and goes for a back suplex. Alex flips and lands on his feet. Makua goes for a backhand. Axle ducks. Axle goes for a kick to Makua's head. Makua ducks. Makua goes for a kick to his body. Axle blocks it and goes for a back heel kick. Makua catches it. Axle goes for an Enziguri and Makua ducks it. Axle hops up for a wheel barrel move. Makua catches him and goes for a Wheel barrel Suplex. Axle flips all the way through. Axle grabs Makua by the head and hits a Reverse DDT.)
Crowd: This is Awesome! This is Awesome!
Sid: What a chain of moves!
AC: I have to admit it. These two are going at it.
Sid: It's for the IC title of course it is.
(Axle goes for a pin.)
Haas: 1... 2...
(Makua kicks out. Axle gets up with Makua and sets him up for a DDT. Makua counters with a Northern Lights Suplex. Makua gets up and and runs to hit a senton. Makua gets up. He goes to pick up Axle. Axle pokes his eyes. Axle follows up with a chop block. Makua rolls outside the ring. Makua is on the floor. Axle grabs the top rope and hops to springboard down for a splash.)
Haas: 1....
2...
3...
(He lands on Makua. He picks up Makua and goes to the announcer's table and goes to bounce Makua off it. Makua blocks it. He grabs Axle and slams his head on the table.)
Sid: Watch it!
AC: Makua's getting back into the match!
Haas: 4... 5... 6... 7...
(He grabs Axle and whips him to the ring apron and lays him in the ring. Makua get on the apron and drops an elbow on Axle. He climbs into the ring. And goes for the pin.)
Haas: 1... 2...
(Axle kicks out. Makua looks at Terry. Makua stands up and reaches for Axle. Axle rolls Makua up.)
Haas: 1... 2...
(Makua kicks out both gets up. They go for a double clothesline and land on the mat. Terry starts the count.)
Haas: 1....
2...
3...
4...
(Makua and Axle start to stir.)
Sid: Both men are spent!
AC: Who'll get up first!
5...
6...
(Makua gets to his feet.)
AC: Makua's up first!
7...
(Axle gets to his feet.)
Sid: There goes Axle!
(Makua charges, Axle goes for a drop toe hold and Makua lands on the ropes on his neck. Axle hops over the top rope and hits a leg drop on Makua. Makua starts to roll in pain. Axle gets back into the ring. He goes to Makua and hits Makua with a Suplex, he rolls through to lock in a Guillotine choke. Axle is screaming as he tightens the hold. Terry sees Makua start to fade.)
Sid: He's fading! Makua's out!
He lifts Makua's arm. It falls once... twice...
Sid: One more time!
Haas: Thr...NO!
(Makua starts to show life. He rolls and they are in a standing position. Makua hits Axle with some shots to his chest. Axle breaks the hold. Makua rushes Axles with lefts and right open hand palm strikes to his face. He hits the snapmare on Axle. He kicks him in the back of his head and then his back. He whips off the ropes and hits a low clothesline.)
AC: The Samoan Fire!
(Makua is fired up. He picks up Axle and He goes for he Typhoon. Axle dodges. Axle goes for the Bleeding Tears and connects. He goes for a pin.)
Haas: 1... 2... 3! NO! 2!
Sid: YES!?
AC: NO!
(Axle is furious. He gets up and goes for the Lobotomy. Makua spins out and and hits the Samoan Execution. He goes for the cover.)
Haas: 1...2... 3! NO! 2!
AC: Yes!
Sid: NO!
(Makua was spent. He stands up and goes to pick up Makua. Axle chops Makua's neck to stagger. He lifts up Makua for the Lobotomy and hits it. he takes his time to pin him.)
Haas: 1... 2... 3! NO! 2!
Sid: THat's it!
AC: That's only two!
Sid: BAH!
(Axle gets up and starts to yell at Terry.)
Axle: That was three!
Haas: Two!
(Makua gets up and comes behind him and grabs by the waist. He hits a German Suplex, Dragon Suplex, then a Cross german and goes for the pin.)
AC: The Way of the Warrior!
Haas: 1... 2... 3!
AC: MAKUA KOA IS THE NEW CHAMP!
Sid: I can't believe it!
(Makua rolls out the pin and screams in a primal rage. Terry gets the Intercontinental Championship Belt. He hands it to Makua. Makua holds it up in victory.)
AC: It's fitting that Makua uses the Way of the Warrior to win the Intercontinental Championship!
Sid: This is awful! I'm sure he cheated!
AC: Yeah, right. Once you find that footage, let me know.
WINNER: Makua Koa and NEW PWSR Intercontinental Champion!!!
PWS International Championship Match
Sam Hayes (c) vs Bruno Battaglia
(The camera cuts to the ring, where Harold Robinson is now standing by.)
Harold Robinson: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for the PWSi main event of the evening! The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the PWSi International Championship!
(The fans cheer, as “Hellraiser” by Ozzy Osbourne starts to blare over the p.a. system, and out walks Bruno Battaglia. The crowd continues to cheer as he makes his way down the ramp.)
Harold Robinson: Introducing first, the challenger, from Jersey City, New Jersey, standing five feet, nine inches tall, weighing in at two hundred forty pounds, he is Bruno Battaglia!
(The fans continue to cheer as Bruno makes his way to the ring and gets in.)
Jake Ryland: This is it! It’s time for the PWSi International Title match! Bruno Battaglia earned this title shot by winning the Battles for Blood Wars event back in December, and now has the chance to dethrone that racist bastard Sam Hayes here in Atlanta.
Alejandro Jimenez: Personally, I hope Bruno kicks that redneck’s ass here tonight!
Jake Ryland: I think we all do, Alejandro, but the fact is that we don’t know what kind of condition Bruno is in, as no one has seen or heard from him in quite some time until tonight.
(Suddenly, the fans in the Georgia Dome start to boo, as “One Way or Another” starts to play, as Sam Hayes comes out onto the stage. He looks around at the sold out crowd in a disgusted manner before making his way down the ramp.)
Harold Robinson: And now, introducing his opponent, from Amarillo, Texas, standing six feet, five inches tall, weighing in at three hundred twenty-five pounds, he is the PWSi International Champion, “The Texas Rebel” Sam Hayes!
(Hayes makes his way to the ring, and steps in. He hands the title belt to the referee so he can show it to Bruno, then raise it for everyone else to see. He hands the belt to Harold, who exits the ring as the ref calls for the bell to start the match.)
Jake Ryland: And here we go with hat I hope will be a classic match between two of the company’s most vicious fighters.
Alejandro Jimenez: I just hope Hayes gets his ass kicked.
Jake Ryland: Come on now, Alejandro. We are supposed to be unbiased here.
Alejandro Jimenez: I suppose you’re right, Jake.
(The two lock up, and Hayes backs Bruno into the corner, before the ref orders him to back off. Bruno comes out of the corner, as the two lock up again. Bruno is able to force Hayes back into the corner, and the ref orders him to back off. Suddenly, Hayes shoots out of the corner and nails the Western Lariat on Bruno, nearly taking Bruno’s head off.)
Jake Ryland: What the!?
Alejandro Jimenez: Lariat! That damned Lariat!
(Hayes just smiles a cocky smile as he puts his boot on the chest of Bruno as the ref counts.)
1...
Jake Ryland: No...
2...
Alejandro Jimenez: NO!!
3!!!
Alejandro Jimenez: DAMNIT!
Jake Ryland: I-I can’t believe it. Sam Hayes just beat Bruno Battaglia in like...like three minutes! This is insane!
Alejandro Jimenez: You know the worst part, Jake? Now we’re going to have to hear about this from Hayes for a long, long time! Ugh, this sucks! This was supposed to be our main event match, and what the hell can we even call that!?
Jake Ryland: I don’t know, Alejandro...I just don’t know.
(The fans boo, and throw debris into the ring, as Hayes just smiles and shouts profanity at them, taking a moment to enjoy all the heat and boos.)
WINNER: Sam Hayes via pinfall
Dante Vincent vs Duke Russell (c)
Harold Robinson: Ladies and gentlemen this match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the PWSi GLOBAL FREEDOM CHAMPIONSHIP!!
Superbeast by Rob Zombie begins to play and slowly Dante Vincent walks out with a smirk on his face. He throws up the British middle finger with both his arms and struts down the ramp.
Harold Robinson: Introducing the challenger, from London, England, weighing in at two-hundred and forty-six pounds. He is DANTE VINCENT!!!!
Jake Ryland: Dante Vincent seems to have a little pep in his step…
Alejandro Jimenez: Why shouldn’t he be? Dante is a young athlete, and he has the advantage over Duke age wise.
Jake Ryland: Age is NEVER a factor in wrestling, if you still got gas in the tank then you can travel miles to your accomplishments.
Dante looks at some of the fans, one yells “FUCK YOU!!” and Dante smirks at the fan and walks up the steel steps. He walks up the apron and then raises his arms. He steps into the ring and then walks around it looking at the fans. He stops and stands in his corner as his music dies down. As it does there’s a silence. The guitar from Fight the Good Fight by Triumph begins to play. The fans erupt into cheers. Out comes Duke Russell mouthing things to the fans as he points to the ring.
Harold Robinson: NOW introducing the champion, from Phoenix, Arizona, weighing in at three-hundred pounds! He is the PWSi GLOBAL FREEDOM CHAMPION!!! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN DUUUUUUUUKE RUSSELL!!!!
Duke walks down the ramp with the title over his shoulder. He slaps some of the fan’s hands as he makes his way to the steel steps.
Jake Ryland: It is DEAFENING in this arena!! The fans here in Atlanta, Georgia are behind Duke Russell ALL the way!!
Duke wipes his feet on the apron and then enters the ring. He takes the title and then raises it with his right arm. He hands it to the referee, the ref raises it high in the air. The music dies down and Duke and Dante are in opposite corners. He shows the belt to them both. After the ref checks Dante, Dante looks at him and then at Duke, he mouths "Your belt is mine!" Duke shakes his head with a smirk and the ref goes to check Duke. As he does Dante runs and hits a brutal European uppercut that rocks Duke in the corner! Dante takes offense and then begins to assault Duke with right hands followed by chops!
Jake Ryland: COME ON!! What was that crap?!? Get him back ref!!
The referee pulls Dante away and warns him if he pulls another stunt like that he's DQ him. The referee finally motions for the bell and Dante rushes at Duke! However Duke moves out of the way and starts to lay into Dante with measured right hands to the forehead. Dante is reeling to the ropes and Duke flings him off to the opposite ropes! Duke goes for a clothesline, but Dante ducks and rebounds off the other side. Dante comes back for a shoulderblock but Duke stonewalls him. Duke nods his head with a grin. Dante looks at him and then runs at the ropes again, instead of trying another shoulderblock Duke puts his right foot up and nails him with a stiff big boot!
Jake Ryland: And that is karma!
Alejandro Jimenez: Beautiful big boot from Duke!
Duke pins Dante.
1! Shoulder up!
Duke helps a recovering Dante up, holding him by the head in a headlock. He wrenches it, his bicep squeezing the life out of him. Dante backs him up into the ropes and then flings him off. Duke comes back and goes for a kick, but Dante grabs the leg. He twists and planting Duke down hard with a dragon screw! Duke holds his leg in pain!
Jake Ryland: That dragon screw is a dangerous move! He could tear a leg apart, maybe even pop his kneecap out of place!
Dante sees Duke holding his leg and then stomps on it. He grinds his boot into the leg and starts to bad mouth Duke. Duke tries to hit him, but Dante stomps down brutally on the leg again! While Duke is holding his leg groaning in pain, Dante is taunting the crowd, they boo him loudly. Dante grabs Duke's leg again and then locks in a standing leg lock! He wrenches the hold back with a nasty smirk. Duke is trying to fight the urge of screaming! The referee asks if he wants to give up. Duke shakes his head no and starts to kicks Dante off!
Dante takes his left foot and plants a hard kick in the back of Duke's injured leg, right in the hamstring! Dante slams the leg down hard. He walks over towards Duke's head and squats down. He spits in his face as the crowd boos wildly. Dante picks him up and then places him in a near corner. Duke is holding his leg, Dante goes outside and then grabs Duke's legs from under him and pulls him towards the steel post!
Jake Ryland: What the hell is this?
Alejandro Jimenez: I don't know...we're gonna find out I can tell you that!
1! 2! 3! 4! 5!...Dante first begins to ram Duke's leg into the steel post harshly. After he looks at Duke who's in agonizing pain. 6! 7! Dante rolls in the ring and then back out! The ref has no choice but to renew the count! 1! 2!...Dante takes the leg and then wraps it around steel post, but he doesn't stop. Dante tries to wrap the leg of Duke around the steel, bending it!!
Jake Ryland: OH MY GOD!!!
The fans groan in pain looking at it. The ref reaches 8 and Dante rolls in the ring. He drags Duke back and pins him!
1!
2! KICKOUT!
Dante slaps his hands together and looks back down at Duke who's having trouble getting up. Dante helps the limping Duke up and then places some elbows into his face. He chops Duke in his throat. Dante runs to the ropes and comes back only to be met with a snap powerslam from Duke!! The fans go wild and start to cheer for Duke! Duke slowly gets up, when he does stand he falls on one knee. The referee asks if he's ok, Duke nods and goes back to Dante.
He stands Dante up who's a bit groggy and then tries for a vertical suplex. However Dante block and break's free and stomps on the knee of Duke who reels away from Dante holding the ropes to support him.
Jake Ryland: Duke is in bad shape here, that leg could shatter any moment...
Dante goes over and then European uppercuts him in the back of his neck! He attempts to pick Duke up for the Burning Hammer, but Duke nails him rapidly in the head with left punches. Dante breaks the hold and Duke clotheslines him down. Dante gets back up and he nails him back down with a measured jab. Dante gets back up and Duke powers him up with a military press! He slams him down hard and then holds his leg. He runs to the ropes, leaps, and plants Dante with a leg drop across the throat!
He pins him!
1!
2!
Th-- NO! 2 in a half the referee shows Duke!
Alejandro Jimenez: So close!!
Jake Ryland: Finger tips away!
Duke gets up and looks at the crowd and asks "One more time?!" The crowd cheers as Dante is still on his back. Duke runs at the ropes again, but suddenly Dante gets up and charges! He trips Duke with a drop toe hold and transitions into a STF!! Dante tightens the hold! Duke tries to break free, the ref asks if he wants to give! Duke tries to get to the ropes, but Dante drags him into the center of the ring and locks the STF in again!!
Jake Ryland: Oh no!! Duke's on the verge of tapping out! Come on Duke, come on, fight for these fans!!!
The fans get behind Duke who's trying to fight the hold, however the pain is so great he begins to fade!
Crowd: DUKE! DUKE! DUKE! DUKE! DUKE!
Duke's eyes close slowly and he goes limp! The referee calls for Duke, when he doesn't respond he raises his arm in the air. It falls.
1...!!
The ref raises the arm slowly. It drops down.
2...!!
The fans begin to show their concern, the ref raises the arm again and it begins to fall...what's this...? THE ARM IS BACK UP!! Duke begins to get up,! Duke lands some shots into the right eye of Dante who lets go and turns around tending to his eye. Duke gets up limping and picks Dante up and drops him down with an atomic drop! He turns around holding his backside, and Duke hits him with a hard right hand! Dante staggers and Duke picks him up and plants him down with a body slam!! He looks at the near turnbuckle and looks at the crowd.
Jake Ryland: I don't like that look in Duke's eye...
Duke climbs the second turnbuckle. He stands up, a little wobbly since his leg is still injured. He leaps off! OH, but Dante moves out of the way and gets up. He runs at Duke and tries to take his head off with a running kick, but Duke lays down and then swings back up. He kicks Dante in the gut, picks him up and lays him out with a piledriver!! Duke pins him!
1..!!!
2...!!!
3...!!!
The ref motions for the bell and the fans go wild! The ref raises Duke's arm as he stands up slowly.
Harold Robinson: Here is your winner and STILL the Global Freedom Champion...DUUUUUUKE RUSSELL!!
Dante stirs up and then looks at Duke in shock. Duke gets his title and raises it in the air. Duke turns around and sees Dante standing up holding his neck. Duke talks to him and holds his hand out. "Good match..." Duke says with a compassionate glare. Dante looks at it, the fans cheer and Dante looks at them. He shakes his hand and the fans cheer. Dante exits the ring and walks up the ramp.
Jake Ryland: Duke Russell, may be old, he may be too season, but he has the heart of a warrior, congrats to him!
Alejandro Jimenez: And Dante shows he has come class, well done.
Dante stops and has a furious glare. He turns back and sees Duke celebrate. Dante charges back into the ring. He flings Duke back around and kicks him square in the groin! Duke crumbles to the ground. Dante holds the Global Freedom title in his hand. He backs up and runs at Duke and nails him in the head with the title!!!
Jake Ryland: Dammit, I knew it was too good to be true!!
Dante begins to stomp on the head of Duke! He yells curse words at him and slams his head down on the mat. Dante looks outside of the ring and rolls out and pulls out a chair from Harold Robinson. He folds it and rolls back in the ring. Dante takes the chair and places Duke's leg in the chair.
Jake Ryland: What the he--...no...no Dante stop...
Dante climbs up on the near turnbuckle and stands on the second rope. Suddenly Jay Franklin rushes from the back! Dante hops down and looks to go for a clothesline, but Jay ducks and runs at the ropes! He comes back and he hits the Headbanger! A running European uppercut right into the jaw of Dante which drops him!
Jake Ryland: JAY FRANKLIN! JAY FRANKLIN!
Alejandro Jimenez: Thank God!!!
Jay looks at the crowd and motions for the S.O.E.!!! He gets the facelock on, and goes to flip, but Dante scrambled out of the ring and marches up the ramp. Jay walks over to the ropes and stands on them glaring dead at Dante who looks back at Jay yelling. Jay turns back to Duke who's regaining conscious. Jay helps Duke up entirely and raises his hand and hands him the Global Freedom title. Jay points at Duke and gives him an applause.
Jake Ryland: Jay Franklin has stopped the brutal attack unleashed by Dante Vincent.
Alejandro Jimenez: I smell a strong atmosphere around those two.
Jake Ryland: I do too, this might not be the end of this.
Jay stands on the ropes again jawing off at Dante who's back peddling up the ramp.
WINNER: Duke Russell
(We cut backstage where we see Doom walking down the hall way of the arena. He turns a corner and runs head on into The Alpha Dog.)
The Alpha Dog: Hey, watch where you're going punk
Doom: I didn't see you there, I'm-
The Alpha Dog: Save the appology. Who the hell are you, anyways?
Doom: My name is Doom. I'm on PWSR ...
The Alpha Dog: Oh yeah, that's right. The no-name, curtain jerking, jobber. That Doom, right?
Doom: I might only be new but I'm no jobber. You wait and see, I will be a huge star around this place.
(The Alpha Dog steps into the face of Doom.)
The Alpha Dog: Real stars don't talk. They just DO it.
(Alpha walks past Doom, brushing against his shoulder hard enough to move Doom out of the way. Doom watches Alpha Dog as he walks away. We cut back to ringside.)
PWSX Television Championship Match
Omen (C) vs El Incendio
Tony Schiavone: Ladies and Gentlemen our next match will be one hell of a fight as Omen defends his title against El Incendio.
Ricky Hernandez: Ever since Omen beat Incendio for the TV title at Endgame, Incendio has been on a mission to get it back going through every member of the Dark Union just to get a chance at Omen here tonight.
Macho Man: Omen is a beast that is unstoppable right now and we'll see if Incendio have what it takes to tame the beast in Omen.
Tony Schiavone: With that being said let's send it down to Bruce Buffer for the official announcements.
Bruce Buffer: Ladies and Gentlemen, this bout is set for one fall for the PWSX TV CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first, he stands 5'10 and weighs 204 lbs and resides from San Diego, CA! He is El Incendio!
(“Stronger” by TRUSTcompany blares over the arena but Incendio is nowhere to be seen.)
Ricky Hernandez: Where is Incendio?
Macho Man: He got so scared he's forfeiting the match against Omen. I knew he was a coward.
Ricky Hernandez: No he's not! He's a fighter and wants to get his belt back.
Tony Schiavone: Wait a minute guys, I'm getting word of a disturbance in the back. As soon as get a camera crew back there we will show you what's going down.
(The camera's get to the back and it quickly shows Omen and Incendio brawling in the back.)
Tony Schiavone: What the hell? These guys are supposed to be in the ring.
Ricky Hernandez: I guess these guys just couldn't wait.
Macho Man: Ohhh yeaaa!
(Incendio has Omen by the back of the head and smashes him face first into a locker room door. Incendio grabs Omen and Irish whips him into the wall. Incendio grabs Omen and takes him into the catering area where staff and other wrestlers are eating and tosses him onto a table that has platters of vegetables on it. Incendio grabs a platter and pulls Omen off the table and nails him in the head with it.)
Macho Man: Incendio is a mad man! He's cheating by using weapons to soften up Omen.
Ricky Hernandez: How is he cheating if the match hasn't officially started yet?
Macho Man: I don't know, he just is.
(Incendio grabs Omen and tries to face smash him in the mac n cheese but Omen blocks it and elbows Incendio in the gut. Omen grabs the mac n cheese and shoves it in Incendio's face. Incendio starts whiping the mac n cheese out of his eyes and right when he's able to see Omen nails him with a running bicyle kick to the face. Omen gets Incendio up on his feet and takes him near some Pepsi vending machines. Omen grabs Incendio and maneuvers him into a fallaway slam sending Incendio back first into the Pepsi vending machine shattering the plexi-glass.)
Macho Man: Bring the pain Omen! Bring the pain!
Tony Schiavone: Omen is on the offensive and he's delivered a stiff bicyle kick with authority and now he has just sent Incendio into that soda machine shattering the glass.
Ricky Hernandez: It looks like that glass has lacerated Incendio's left arm cause he is bleeding. It looks like it's not bad but nonetheless he is still bleeding.
Macho Man: Well this is Blood Wars and they are giving us just that.
(Omen grabs Incendio and begins taking him towards the ring. Omen tries to face smash Incendio into an equipment chest but Incendio blocks it by getting his boot up and back elbows Omen in the face and face smashes him into the chest. Incendio grabs Omen and maneuvers him into a Russian leg sweep against the wall. Omen grabs the back of the head favoring it.)
Tony Schiavone: Did you see Omen's head bounce off the wall?
Ricky Hernandez: That hurts and Omen needs to do something or he could be in jeopardy of losing the belt and the match hasn't even started yet.
Macho Man: He will turn this around just give him time to unleash the beast that is inside of him.
(Incendio grabs Omen and brings him out onto the stage. Incendio goes for a scoop slam but Omen nails him with repeated back elbows to the side of the face. Omen grabs Incendio and hip tosses him. Incendio gets to a knee and Omen nails him with a running kick to the face. Omen gets Incendio up and takes him to the ring where he rolls him in and Nick Patrick calls for the bell to start the match. Incendio gets up and Omen comes in and nails him with a running clothesline.)
Tony Schiavone: We are now officially underway.
Ricky Hernandez: Talk about a fight these two are having.
Macho Man: Ohhh Yeaaa!
(Incendio gets up and Omen goes for a big boot but Incendio ducks under it and comes off the ropes to nails Omen with a running dropkick to the chest. Incendio sets him up and comes off the ropes again to nail him with a rolling senton splash. Incendio covers Omen and Patrick counts 1...2...kickout! Incendio gets Omen up and maneuvers him into an armwrench and climbs the turnbuckles and walks the top rope and leaps off maneuvering Omen into a head scissors takedown. Omen gets up dazed and Incendio nails him with a spinning heel kick to the face. Incendio stalks Omen to his feet and once he makes it up Incendio goes for an armdrag but Omen counters by maneuvering him into a full nelson slam. Omen gets Incendio up and Irish whips him into the turnbuckles. Omen backs up and nails him with a spear in the corner. Incendio stumbles out of the corner and Omen nails him with a running big boot off the ropes. Omen gets on top of Incendio and starts nailing him with vicious right hands to the head.)
Tony Schiavone: These two men have really gone at it in this one.
Ricky Hernandez: You got that right. We've seen Incendio's athleticism and Omen's power and when these two are in the ring together they deliver.
Macho Man: Omen will soon dominate Incendio just you wait and see.
(Omen gets Incendio up and starts backing him up with right hands putting him against the ropes. Omen backs up and goes for a clothesline but Incendio counters by sending him up and over the top rope and down to the outside. Incendio sees Omen getting up and Incendio comes off the ropes and leaps over the top rope nailing Omen with a somersault.)
Ricky Hernandez: What an incredible somersault! Incendio just cleared the top rope and nailed Omen. These two are giving us a great one here tonight.
(Incendio gets Omen up and Irish whips him into the barricade. Incendio grabs Omen by the back of the head and face smashes him into the ring apron. Incendio grabs Omen and Irish whips Omen but he reverses it sending Incendio into the steel steps. Omen gets Incendio up and hoist him on his shoulders and tries to use him as a battering ram into the ring post but Incendio slides off his shoulders and shoves Omen into the ring post face first busting him open.)
Tony Schiavone: Now Omen is bleeding out of his forehead!
Macho Man: Omen seeing his own blood doesn't bother him. He's from the depths of hell so he's as tough as they come.
Ricky Hernandez: Seems like your going there after your time is up.
Macho Man: Shut up Ricky or I'll bust you up!
(Incendio grabs Omen and takes him to the announce table where he scoop slams him on top of it. Incendio lifts up the head of Omen and drills him with a few right hands before climbing the ring apron. Incendio turns his back toward Omen and looks over his shoulder to measure him up. Incendio goes for a springboard moonsault onto Omen but he rolls off the table and Incendio crashes and burns through the table.)
Macho Man: See what high flying gets you? You try and do a lot early and it comes back to haunt you. Serves him right for attacking Omen in the back.
Ricky Hernandez: I'll have to agree with that statement.
Macho Man: Quit kissing my ass boy!
Ricky Hernandez: I'm not!
(Omen gets Incendio up and rolls him into the ring. Omen goes up top and stalks Incendio to his feet. Incendio makes it up and Omen nails him with a diving forearm smash. Omen covers Incendio and Patrick counts 1...2...kickout! Omen gets up in Patrick's face and argues the count but Patrick tells him it was a two. Incendio makes it up and Omen comes charging in but Incendio uses Omen's momentum against him and rolls him up into an inside cradle, Patrick counts 1...2...kickout! Both men make it up and begin trading right hand shots in the middle of the ring with both men getting the best of each other. Omen backs up and goes for a clothesline but Incendio kicks him in the gut and maneuvers him into a double underhook piledriver.)
Tony Schiavone: Incendio may have him here after that maneuver.
(Incendio covers Omen and Patrick counts 1...2...)
Macho Man: NO!
(Omen gets his shoulder up breaking the count.)
Macho Man: That was a close one!
Ricky Hernandez: Our fans are getting treated to one hell of a war here tonight.
(Incendio gets Omen up and tosses him through the ropes and down to the outside. Incendio goes up top and awaits for Omen to make it up to his feet. Omen gets up and turns around and Incendio leaps off nailing him with a crossbody. Patrick exits the ring to check on both of the competitors.)
Tony Schiavone: Well that high flying move payed off there.
Ricky Hernandez: He got some hang time with that crossbody.
(Both men make it up and Omen charges at Incendio and he takes down Omen with a drop toe hold sending him face first into the announce table. Incendio rolls Omen onto his back and drags him into position and sends him face first into the ring post with a catapult letting more blood run down his face. Incendio gets Omen back up and rolls him into the ring. Incendio is up on the ring apron and Omen makes it up and Incendio comes into the ring with a slingshot and bulldogs Omen face first into the mat. Incendio covers Omen and Patrick counts 1...2...kickout! Incendio signals for the end and gets Omen up and locks him in the “MUNDO EN FUEGO” and Omen tries to fight out of it. Incendio tightens the hold and Omen begins to fade.)
Tony Schiavone: Incendio may choke out Omen to get the belt back.
Ricky Hernandez: It feels like the end is near.
Macho Man: Fight out of it Omen!
(Omen drops down to a knee Incendio wraps his legs around Omen's body for better leverage and adding weight causing pressure making it hard for Omen to breathe. Omen with a last ditch effort makes it up to his feet and rams Incendio back first into the turnbuckles. Incendio still has the hold but it's loose. Omen rams him against the turnbuckles again and Incendio breaks the hold. Omen sits Incendio on the top turnbuckle and starts nailing him with right hands rocking him. Omen backs up and comes charging in with a right hand but Incendio nails him with a kick to the face. Omen stands infront of Incendio and he goes for “THE 9TH CIRLCE” but Omen counters in mid move by grabbing the ropes and dropping down on Incendio's shoulders pinning him to the mat and hooks a leg and Patrick counts 1...2...kickout!)
Tony Schiavone: I thought Omen had it with that counter.
Ricky Hernandez: Incendio went for both moves and both times Omen as countered them.
Macho Man: That is the beast in Omen coming out and he has come alive.
(Incendio gets up and Omen locks in the “UNHOLY CROSS” but Incendio counters with a jawbreaker causing Omen to break the hold. Incendio comes off the ropes and goes for a running clothesline but Omen nails him with a superkick out of nowhere. Incendio is out on his feet and Omen maneuver's him into “THE SACRIFICE”! Omen covers Incendio and Patrick counts 1...2...3!)
Tony Schiavone: What an incredible match we have all just witnessed!
Ricky Hernandez: This match was very back and forth with both men using counter after counter but it was Omen who retained his title.
Macho Man: Ohhh Yeaaa! He is a beast and Incendio was nothing but a victim laying in wake of Omen's wrath.
Winner and still PWSX Television Champion, Omen via pinfall in 17:29
Aftermath: Omen stands over Incendio with the TV title draped over his shoulder.
The Carmichaels brothers are sitting in their locker room. Mack is dressed to compete in the Rumble for the Right. Hawk and Patrick are in their street clothes.
Hawk: So, what do you think is going to happen with this whole Enforcer and Crysis business...?
Patrick: I don't know. I just hope we don't get torn apart by this.
Mack: Well, I know that's going to be some rough times, but we're going to get through this. But let's not stay on this. We are up for a good week. I am going to be in the Rumble and win it. You two are getting inducted into the hall of fame. It's going to be a great time.
Patrick: Where's Enforcer and Andrew?
Hawk: They are hanging around. I don't know where, though.
Crysis walks into the locker room. He walks up to Mack.
Crysis: You ready?
Mack: Yeah. Let's do this.
Hawk: We'll leave you two alone to talk about the Rumble.
Patrick: Good luck.
They shake hands with Mack and Crysis and walks out. Crysis and Mack starts to talk about the rumble. The camera follows Hawk and Patrick out of the locker room. They walk up to the catering and start to eat the various things.
Patrick: Blood Wars has been a hell of a card.
Hawk: Yeah, bro.
Both men are blindsided by Big Boss and Rampage. Rampage slams Hawk's head on the table. Big Boss tosses Patrick into a random set of pile of stage equipment. Security comes to stop Necessary Roughness from attacking them further. Hawk and Patrick stands up and charge after them after shaking the cobwebs out of their heads. They are stopped by more security.
Hawk: You sons of bitches!
Patrick: Let us go!
Big Boss and Rampage backs up from the security guards with evil laughter.
Big Boss: Punk ass bitches!
Rampage: Hall of Famers, my ass!
The scene cuts back to the announce teams from PWSX, PWSR, and PWSI.
Hernandez: Is that how you guys handle business over there?
Sid Carmack: Whatever, you're just embarrassed because The PWSR Tag Champs just schooled your "Hall of Famers"
Macho Man: Tag team champs of what? A non-existant division?
Ryland: let's not get into a fight out here. Let's continue on with Blood Wars...
PWSR Intercontinental Championship Match
Makua Koa vs Axle Vengeance (C)
(Skylar Mosier is standing in the middle of the ring.)
Mosier: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it's for the PWSR Intercontinental Championship!
("Never Scared" plays in the arena to crowd cheers as Makua Koa walks out from the back. Makua appears to have a real determined expression on his face. The crowd is cheering for Makua's appearance.)
Mosier: Introducing first, the challenger, from the Isle of Samoa, Makua Koa!
(Makua gets into the ring. He faces the entrance, locked on to where Axle would be entering.)
Art Campbell: He's really focused.
Sid Carmack: He's going to lose...
Art Campbell: You really need to open up, Sid. Makua's really determined to take that IC title from Axle.
("Doomsayer" Plays in the arena.)
Mosier: His opponent, from Hollywood, California, He's the PWSR Intercontinental Champion, Axle Vengeance.
(Axle didn't come out from the back. Instead Axle comes from the crowd. He enters the ring and blasts Makua from behind with the IC title belt. Makua falls to the ground and Axle starts to stomp on Makua. Terry Haas pulls Axle off of him.)
AC: I can't believe that he did that!
Sid: Oh yeah. It's amazing! Axle outsmarted that neanderthal.
AC: Spell Neanderthal.
Sid: ... stop that! Let's watch the match!
(Terry is checking up on Makua. He asks Makua if he wants to continue, Makua nods. Terry waited for Makua to get up to ring the bell. Axle runs towards Makua and drops Makua with a boot to the face. He bounces off the ropes and hits a rolling senton. He goes for the pin.)
Haas: 1... 2...
(Makua kicks out at two.)
Sid: Almost!
AC: Koa isn't going to fall from that.
(Axle stands up and goes pulls Makua to the center of the ring by his legs. He hops on Makua, delivering a double foot stomp. He hopped off and came down with a leg drop. He turns it into a Cross Armbar. Terry checks for a submission.)
Sid: TAP TAP TAP!
(Terry doesn't get one. Makua is trying to move to the ropes, but can't move. He rolls through for a pin.)
Haas: 1... 2..
(Axle kicks out. When he did, Makua picks a leg and turns it into a Single Leg Crab. Makua turns Axle over to lock it in. Axle slowly moves to the ropes and grabs the bottom rope. Terry asks for a rope break and Makua breaks it. Makua pulls Axle from the ropes. Makua twists Axle's leg and goes for a figure four. Axle kicks Makua off. Makua goes to the ropes and bounces off. He comes back and Axle is up. He wraps his arm around Makua's neck for a sleeper hold.)
Sid: There goes the sleeper! Axle's got him now.
(Makua slips to his side and goes for a back suplex. Alex flips and lands on his feet. Makua goes for a backhand. Axle ducks. Axle goes for a kick to Makua's head. Makua ducks. Makua goes for a kick to his body. Axle blocks it and goes for a back heel kick. Makua catches it. Axle goes for an Enziguri and Makua ducks it. Axle hops up for a wheel barrel move. Makua catches him and goes for a Wheel barrel Suplex. Axle flips all the way through. Axle grabs Makua by the head and hits a Reverse DDT.)
Crowd: This is Awesome! This is Awesome!
Sid: What a chain of moves!
AC: I have to admit it. These two are going at it.
Sid: It's for the IC title of course it is.
(Axle goes for a pin.)
Haas: 1... 2...
(Makua kicks out. Axle gets up with Makua and sets him up for a DDT. Makua counters with a Northern Lights Suplex. Makua gets up and and runs to hit a senton. Makua gets up. He goes to pick up Axle. Axle pokes his eyes. Axle follows up with a chop block. Makua rolls outside the ring. Makua is on the floor. Axle grabs the top rope and hops to springboard down for a splash.)
Haas: 1....
2...
3...
(He lands on Makua. He picks up Makua and goes to the announcer's table and goes to bounce Makua off it. Makua blocks it. He grabs Axle and slams his head on the table.)
Sid: Watch it!
AC: Makua's getting back into the match!
Haas: 4... 5... 6... 7...
(He grabs Axle and whips him to the ring apron and lays him in the ring. Makua get on the apron and drops an elbow on Axle. He climbs into the ring. And goes for the pin.)
Haas: 1... 2...
(Axle kicks out. Makua looks at Terry. Makua stands up and reaches for Axle. Axle rolls Makua up.)
Haas: 1... 2...
(Makua kicks out both gets up. They go for a double clothesline and land on the mat. Terry starts the count.)
Haas: 1....
2...
3...
4...
(Makua and Axle start to stir.)
Sid: Both men are spent!
AC: Who'll get up first!
5...
6...
(Makua gets to his feet.)
AC: Makua's up first!
7...
(Axle gets to his feet.)
Sid: There goes Axle!
(Makua charges, Axle goes for a drop toe hold and Makua lands on the ropes on his neck. Axle hops over the top rope and hits a leg drop on Makua. Makua starts to roll in pain. Axle gets back into the ring. He goes to Makua and hits Makua with a Suplex, he rolls through to lock in a Guillotine choke. Axle is screaming as he tightens the hold. Terry sees Makua start to fade.)
Sid: He's fading! Makua's out!
He lifts Makua's arm. It falls once... twice...
Sid: One more time!
Haas: Thr...NO!
(Makua starts to show life. He rolls and they are in a standing position. Makua hits Axle with some shots to his chest. Axle breaks the hold. Makua rushes Axles with lefts and right open hand palm strikes to his face. He hits the snapmare on Axle. He kicks him in the back of his head and then his back. He whips off the ropes and hits a low clothesline.)
AC: The Samoan Fire!
(Makua is fired up. He picks up Axle and He goes for he Typhoon. Axle dodges. Axle goes for the Bleeding Tears and connects. He goes for a pin.)
Haas: 1... 2... 3! NO! 2!
Sid: YES!?
AC: NO!
(Axle is furious. He gets up and goes for the Lobotomy. Makua spins out and and hits the Samoan Execution. He goes for the cover.)
Haas: 1...2... 3! NO! 2!
AC: Yes!
Sid: NO!
(Makua was spent. He stands up and goes to pick up Makua. Axle chops Makua's neck to stagger. He lifts up Makua for the Lobotomy and hits it. he takes his time to pin him.)
Haas: 1... 2... 3! NO! 2!
Sid: THat's it!
AC: That's only two!
Sid: BAH!
(Axle gets up and starts to yell at Terry.)
Axle: That was three!
Haas: Two!
(Makua gets up and comes behind him and grabs by the waist. He hits a German Suplex, Dragon Suplex, then a Cross german and goes for the pin.)
AC: The Way of the Warrior!
Haas: 1... 2... 3!
AC: MAKUA KOA IS THE NEW CHAMP!
Sid: I can't believe it!
(Makua rolls out the pin and screams in a primal rage. Terry gets the Intercontinental Championship Belt. He hands it to Makua. Makua holds it up in victory.)
AC: It's fitting that Makua uses the Way of the Warrior to win the Intercontinental Championship!
Sid: This is awful! I'm sure he cheated!
AC: Yeah, right. Once you find that footage, let me know.
WINNER: Makua Koa and NEW PWSR Intercontinental Champion!!!
PWS International Championship Match
Sam Hayes (c) vs Bruno Battaglia
(The camera cuts to the ring, where Harold Robinson is now standing by.)
Harold Robinson: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for the PWSi main event of the evening! The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the PWSi International Championship!
(The fans cheer, as “Hellraiser” by Ozzy Osbourne starts to blare over the p.a. system, and out walks Bruno Battaglia. The crowd continues to cheer as he makes his way down the ramp.)
Harold Robinson: Introducing first, the challenger, from Jersey City, New Jersey, standing five feet, nine inches tall, weighing in at two hundred forty pounds, he is Bruno Battaglia!
(The fans continue to cheer as Bruno makes his way to the ring and gets in.)
Jake Ryland: This is it! It’s time for the PWSi International Title match! Bruno Battaglia earned this title shot by winning the Battles for Blood Wars event back in December, and now has the chance to dethrone that racist bastard Sam Hayes here in Atlanta.
Alejandro Jimenez: Personally, I hope Bruno kicks that redneck’s ass here tonight!
Jake Ryland: I think we all do, Alejandro, but the fact is that we don’t know what kind of condition Bruno is in, as no one has seen or heard from him in quite some time until tonight.
(Suddenly, the fans in the Georgia Dome start to boo, as “One Way or Another” starts to play, as Sam Hayes comes out onto the stage. He looks around at the sold out crowd in a disgusted manner before making his way down the ramp.)
Harold Robinson: And now, introducing his opponent, from Amarillo, Texas, standing six feet, five inches tall, weighing in at three hundred twenty-five pounds, he is the PWSi International Champion, “The Texas Rebel” Sam Hayes!
(Hayes makes his way to the ring, and steps in. He hands the title belt to the referee so he can show it to Bruno, then raise it for everyone else to see. He hands the belt to Harold, who exits the ring as the ref calls for the bell to start the match.)
Jake Ryland: And here we go with hat I hope will be a classic match between two of the company’s most vicious fighters.
Alejandro Jimenez: I just hope Hayes gets his ass kicked.
Jake Ryland: Come on now, Alejandro. We are supposed to be unbiased here.
Alejandro Jimenez: I suppose you’re right, Jake.
(The two lock up, and Hayes backs Bruno into the corner, before the ref orders him to back off. Bruno comes out of the corner, as the two lock up again. Bruno is able to force Hayes back into the corner, and the ref orders him to back off. Suddenly, Hayes shoots out of the corner and nails the Western Lariat on Bruno, nearly taking Bruno’s head off.)
Jake Ryland: What the!?
Alejandro Jimenez: Lariat! That damned Lariat!
(Hayes just smiles a cocky smile as he puts his boot on the chest of Bruno as the ref counts.)
1...
Jake Ryland: No...
2...
Alejandro Jimenez: NO!!
3!!!
Alejandro Jimenez: DAMNIT!
Jake Ryland: I-I can’t believe it. Sam Hayes just beat Bruno Battaglia in like...like three minutes! This is insane!
Alejandro Jimenez: You know the worst part, Jake? Now we’re going to have to hear about this from Hayes for a long, long time! Ugh, this sucks! This was supposed to be our main event match, and what the hell can we even call that!?
Jake Ryland: I don’t know, Alejandro...I just don’t know.
(The fans boo, and throw debris into the ring, as Hayes just smiles and shouts profanity at them, taking a moment to enjoy all the heat and boos.)
WINNER: Sam Hayes via pinfall
PWSX World Championship Barbed Wire Death Match
Dee Best vs Drake DeMarco (c)
(Following the PWSI World Title match the ring crew starts taking down the standard ring ropes and then replaces them with the ever dangerous barbed wire. The start to line the four post with three sections where the top, middle, and bottom ropes would have been. Since this takes a few minutes to set up we cut to a promo video for the upcoming match.)
(As the promo begins we see images from last year’s final PWSX PPV, Endgame. Several of the major spots from the Street Fight are shown including Dee picking Drake up from a pin attempt. Then the clip where Best came flying off the Smarktron, then crashing and burning play. This is followed by Drake getting the win.)
(The shot then cuts to the rematch witch was also a street fight. We would see an even more violent match and shots of the fight that went through the crowd, the gorilla position, all over the back, and the spot where Drake was thrown through the lockeroom door and into Amy Embers room. The distraction allowed Dee to pick up the non-title win.)
(The last part of the promo shows Serenity Daniels making the match, Drake becoming enraged, and then promotes the brutal nature of the barbed wire death match.)
(We cut back to ringside where the barbed wire is all set up and we hear the PWSX announce team.)
Tony Schiavone: Ok guys, it has been an awesome night of action thus far, but now it is time for the PWSX World Heavyweight Title to be defended.
Macho Man: Yeah, this is the match the world has been waiting for.
Ricky Hernandez: Yeah, this and the Rumble for the Right is the what sold out the arena.
Tony Schiavone: So guys, we have seen two matches between these two and they are tied at one win a piece. Who is gonna win the rubber match?
Macho Man: Drake DeMarco, no question about it.
Ricky Hernandez: I don’t know about that Savage. Dee best almost beat Drake the first time and he did beat him the second time.
Tony Schiavone: I think this match could go either way but there is only one way to find out so lets go to the ring and Bruce Buffer.
Bruce Buffer: The following match is for one fall and will be for the PWSX World Heavyweight Title. Introducing first, from New York, New York, he is a former X-Treme and Television Champion. He is one of only two men to defeat Drake DeMarco in PWSX. He is Dee Best!!!!
(“Remember the Name” y FortMinor begins to play as the Atlanta crowd gives a mixed reaction. Best walks out with a serious look on his face and heads down towards the ring. Once at ringside, he slides under the barbed wire and waits in the ring.)
Tony Schiavone: Dee looks like he is really focused for this match.
Macho Man: He better be focused if he wants to survive a match like this one.
Ricky Hernandez: Yeah, we have seen two violent matches involving these two but this one is sure to be even more violent. Let’s go back Bruce Buffer.
Bruce Buffer: And his opponent, from Bridgeport, CT. He weighs in at a lean 220 pounds and stands in at six feet, two inches tall. He is the current and reigning PWSX Heavyweight Champion of the World, The King of Sexcellence, Drake DeMarco.
(The crowd boos loudly as “Missing Time” by MDFMK begins to play and Drake walks out onto the entrance ramp. He has the World Title wrapped around his waist and looks out at the crowd with distain. He slowly makes his way down the isle and once at ringside, takes a good look at the barbed wire ropes. He slithers into the ring and stand there, not taking his eyes of Dee Best.)
Tony Schiavone: Man, these people in Atlanta really don’t like Drake.
Macho Man: That’s because they are jealous of him.
Ricky Hernandez: I don’t think the people really like either one of these guys.
(Senior official Earl Hebner is in the ring and explains the rules to both men. He confirms that they are ready to go and then calls for the bell to get the match underway.)
Tony Schiavone: Here we go guys. Two of the best in PWSMARKS going at for the sports most important title.
Macho Man: You got that right. This is gonna be a fight, plain and simple.
Ricky Hernandez: Couldn’t agree more. Both men may not walk out the same as they walked in.
(Dee and Drake circle the ring for a few seconds and then lock up in the center. Best uses leverage to Irish whip Drake across the ring. He comes with in inches of a face to face encounter with the barbed wire but drops to mat in order to avoid disaster.)
Tony Schiavone: Wow, DeMarco nearly got introduced to the barbed wire early in this one.
Macho Man: Yeah, but he was to smart and avoided it.
Ricky Hernandez: Smart or lucky?
(Drake gets back up of the mat and walks back to the center of the ring where he demands that Best lock up again. Dee agrees and the two lock up once more. This time, DeMarco kicks Best in the gut and attempts to toss him into the barbed wire. Dee’s momentum won’t allow him to stop but he slides under the barbed wire rope and to the arena floor.)
Tony Schiavone: My God, I thought for sure Dee was going into the barbed wire there.
Macho Man: Now, he got lucky.
Ricky Hernandez: How can it be luck for Dee but smart when Drake does it.
Macho Man: Because I said so. You got a problem with that?
(Dee slides back in the ring but Drake immediately puts the boots to him. He stomps Best over and over again and then lifts him off the mat. DeMarco lifts Dee into the air and hits a vicious backbreaker.)
Tony Schiavone: Drake caught Dee coming back into the ring and is taking advantage now.
Macho Man: Why, because he is smart.
Ricky Hernandez: So you’ve said.
(DeMarco picks Best up again and shoots him into the barbed wire back first. You can see Dee’s face grimace as the barbed wire rips into the flesh of his back. It slices open skin around his shoulder area and down the back of his arms.)
Tony Schiavone: Oh No, Dee has been thrown into the barbed wire and it cut him up good.
Macho Man: That is what barbed wire does, Schiavone.
Ricky Hernandez: And I guess you like seeing this?
Macho Man: As a matter of fact, your damn right I do.
(Dee pulls the barbed wire out of his back and shoulder and stumbles a few feet forward. Drake charges right at him and attempts a flying forearm smash but Best moves at the last second, causing DeMarco to land on the middle barbed wire rope. He yells out in pain.)
Tony Schiavone: Oh….a misstep by DeMarco just got him a first class ticket to sliceville.
Macho Man: Do you think you are funny, Schiavone?
Ricky Hernandez: I am sure you don’t think he is funny.
(Dee gets to his feet and sees that Drake is draped across the barbed wire second rope. He runs over and jumps knee first into Drake’s shoulder to drive him down on the barbed wire.)
Tony Schiavone: Good God, that is just sick.
Macho Man: There was no need for that.
Ricky Hernandez: You wouldn’t have a problem if it was flipped.
(Dee grabs a bloody DeMarco and hits a belly-to-belly suplex. He makes a cover and Earl Hebner drops down to count.)
1…..
2…..
Kickout!
Tony Schiavone: That was close. I thought best was going to get him there.
Macho Man: I didn’t. It will take a lot more then that to beat DeMarco.
Ricky Hernandez: Maybe, but another half a second and we would have had a new World Champion.
(Dee gets up first and goes to pick DeMarco up. Drake low blows Best and that stops him in his tracks. DeMarco gets up and hits a Tornado DDT. He makes a cover and Hebner starts to count.)
1…..
2…...
Kickout!
Tony Schiavone: Another near fall, this time by Drake DeMarco.
Macho Man: That should have been it if Hebner could count.
Ricky Hernandez: Give it a rest all ready.
(Drake looks pissed that he didn’t get the win right there. He reaches down in his boots and grabs a pair of wire cutters.)
Tony Schiavone: What is Drake going to do with those.
Macho Man: What do I look like, Nostradamus?
Ricky Hernandez: No, but you do look like…..
Macho Man: Hey!! Watch it.
(DeMarco cuts a piece of the top rope into one long strand of barbed wire. He takes that strand and raps it around the tape on his hand. Then, using it like a pair of brass knuckles, he walks over and nails Dee in the forehead with it, slicing him open.)
Tony Schiavone: Oh my god, there is no need for that.
Macho Man: We knew this match would be violent before it began, Schiavone.
Ricky Hernandez: Yeah, but we didn’t expect Drake to use the barbed wire in this manner.
(Drake continues to pound Dee until Best hits a low blow that stops him. Dee struggles to his feet and then kicks DeMarco in the head. He unwraps the barbed wire from Drake’s hand and then puts it around DeMarco’s neck, choking him with it.)
Tony Schiavone: Dee is trying to kill DeMarco with that barbed wire wrapped around his neck like that.
Macho Man: Now, this is unacceptable.
Ricky Hernandez: Sure, since it is Best doing it and not DeMarco.
Macho Man: Oh, whatever.
(Best keeps the strand of barbed wire wrapped around Drake’s neck and hits a vicious neckbreaker. He goes for a cover and Hebner starts to count.)
1……
2…….
3 (No, just 2.999)
Tony Schiavone: Dee did it! No! Oh man was that close.
Macho Man: Real close. A little to close.
Ricky Hernandez: I imagine Drake DeMarco fans thought so to.
(Dee gets frustrated that Drake kicked out and exits the ring. He starts to dig underneath the ring and then slide back in after finding a steel chair. Best waits on Drake to get to his feet and then charges at him. Best takes a swing at Drake’s head but DeMarco just ducks under it. As Dee turns back around, Drake catches him with a superkick.)
Tony Schiavone: Oh wow, Dee just tried to decapitate Drake but he ducked in and caught Best instead.
Macho Man: Yeah, Drake caught him all right. He caught him right in the mouth t with “The Kick of Excellence”
Ricky Hernandez: Earl Henbe is about to star counting.)
1,,,,,,,
2……
3……
(After the three count, Drake stands up and gets his hand raised by Earl Hebner. Blood is covering his face and is still running down his arms and back as he take the World Title back and puts it around his waiste.)
Tony Schiavone: Well guys, this was one hell of a match and a hell of a finish to a war that started back in December of 09’.
Macho Man: Yeah, I got to give Dee Best Credit, he came to fight in these matches.
Ricky Hernandez: He sure did and he still can say he one of only two men to beat Drake in PWSX.
Winner and Still PWSX World Heavyweight Champion, Drake DeMarco via pinfall.
PWSR Championship Match
Shane Fuller (c) vs Nick Madison
(The cell is shown as it slowly begins to lower, from the ceiling.)
Art Campbell: This is what it has all come down to. The huge grudge that Nick Madison and Shane Fuller have for each other. It all ends tonight at Blood Wars.
Sid Carmack: I can’t think of a more fitting name for a night like this because I have a feeling we’re going to see some blood in this match. And plenty of it.
Art Campbell: I think you’re right about that. These guys want to rip each other’s head off and in a match where anything goes and they have a 25 foot steel structure at their disposal, things are going to be chaotic and they are going to get brutal.
(The cell settles around the ring, as “Meet The Monster” by Five Finger Death Punch begins to play over the arena speakers.)
Skylar Mosier: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a Hell In A Cell match! And it is for the PWSR World Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first, the challenger, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 256 pounds … Nick Madison!!
(Nick gets a mixed reaction from the crowd, as he makes his way towards the ring. He stops outside of the Cell and stares at it for several seconds. Referee Kealen Foster opens up the door of the Cell and Madison enters it. He slides into the ring and waits in the center for Shane Fuller. His music stops and after several seconds of silence, “The Pot” by Tool begins to play.)
Skylar Mosier: And the champion, from Hollywood, California, weighing in at 238 pounds … “Prime Time” Shane Fuller!!
(Fuller makes his way out to a majority of boos, with some cheers mixed in as well. Much like Nick Madison did, Fuller stops outside of the cell and stares at the massive structure before him. He then enters into the cell and stands in the opposite corner of Nick Madison. The two men stare at each other from across the ring.)
Art Campbell: Here we go. This is possibly one of the biggest matches in PWS history.
Sid Carmack: I think it’s going to go down as an instant classic!
(The two men lock up and Fuller grabs Madison in a headlock. Madison backs Fuller to the ropes. He then shoves him off into the opposite ropes. As Fuller comes off the ropes, Madison hits Fuller with a shoulder block. As Madison goes right after Fuller, Fuller decides to roll under the bottom rope to avoid him.)
Art Campbell: Looks like Fuller doesn’t want any part of Madison, here in the opening.
Sid Carmack: It’s not like that at all. Fuller is just using some smart strategy here. He doesn’t wear himself down too early in the match.
(Fuller gets up on the apron and Madison goes to meet him there and Fuller tells referee Kealen Foster to back him away from the ropes. Kealen does so and Fuller gets back into the ring. They lock up again and this time Madison puts Fuller into a headlock. Fuller pulls on Madison’s hair, to get him to let go and sends Nick into the ropes. As he comes off the ropes, he catches Madison with a forearm shot to the jaw, sending Fuller to the canvas again. Madison runs against the ropes and Fuller rushes to his feet and catches Madison with a hip toss. Madison pops back up to his feet and Fuller, this time, catches him with a standing dropkick. Madison begins to get up but Fuller kicks him in the head and makes a quick pin attempt ..)
1...
Kickout!
Art Campbell: Fuller trying to catch Madison off guard there and put him away early.
Sid Carmack: He’s going to try and slowly wear down Madison. Smart thinking by Shane, as always!
Art Campbell: It is good thinking. Although it doesn’t seem like much, forcing someone to break a pin fall takes out some energy, even if it’s minimal.
Sid Carmack: You need all the energy you can get in a match like this. Fuller is a ring veteran and knows all the tricks in the book. That’s why he’s going to walk out as STILL the PWSR World Champion!
(Both men get up to their feet and as they do, Fuller grabs Madison and sends him into the ropes. As Nick comes off the ropes, Fuller catches him with a back drop. Fuller backs up into one of the corners and waits for Madison to get to his feet. As he does, Fuller runs at Madison and Madison puts his elbow up into the mouth of Shane. Fuller stagers back a few steps but regains his composure and runs at Madison again, only to get a big boot to the jaw, staggering him into the ropes. Madison runs into the ropes and uses his momentum to clothesline Fuller out of the ring and to the floor.)
Art Campbell: Nick Madison seems to be on a roll, now, here against Shane Fuller.
Sid Carmack: It’s early, Art! Don’t be going and getting ahead of yourself now.
Art Campbell: I wasn’t. I simply stated that Madison seemed to be really taking it to Shane, at this moment.
Sid Carmack: Yeah! You’re basically saying it over!
Art Campbell: I am not! I just said .. Oh never mind! It’s not use trying to explain something to a mindless fool like you.
Sid Carmack: What!?
(Madison exit’s the ring and heads over to where Fuller is. Fuller gets up and turns around, only to be met with a right hand from Nick Madison. Madison hits him with a few more right hand shots, leaving Fuller slumped against the ring apron. Madison grabs Fuller and smashes his face off of the ring apron. He then slams it into the steel ring steps. Madison then drives Fullers face into the cell. And then he finally grabs him and nails him with a head but, as Fuller slumps to the floor.)
Art Campbell: Looks like Madison is scrambling the brains of Shane Fuller, here.
Sid Carmack: Maybe someone should scramble Madison’s brains. Then he might have some common sense!
Art Campbell: From the way you act each week, it seems someone’s already scrambled yours.
(Madison gets Fuller up to his feet and puts him up on his shoulder. Madison runs and attempts to launch Fuller into the cell but Fuller slides off, behind Madison and shoves Madison face-first into the cell. Fuller then takes the opportunity and rolls back into the ring. After Madison shakes the cobwebs, he also gets back into the ring. As Madison gets up, Fuller pushes him into the corner and starts to nail him with some right and left hands. Fuller then starts laying into Madison with some boots to the midsection. Fuller takes a few steps back, shaking his head, still seemingly trying to shake off the previous assault by Madison. As he goes back towards Madison, Nick grabs Fuller by the neck and then reverses it, tossing Fuller into the corner. Madison drives his shoulder into the stomach of Fuller, repeatedly, until Fuller falls to all fours. Madison gets Fuller back up and smashes his head into the top turnbuckle. Nick begins to lay into Fuller with some hard knife edge chops.)
Art Campbell: As loud as this raucous crowd is, you can still here those chops echo throughout the arena!
Sid Carmack: Nick Madison is a sick man! I don’t know why anyone would allow him to compete in a match like this!
(After Madison lays into him with a few more, he backs up as Fuller slides down into a sitting position. Madison charges and drives his knee into the face of Fuller. Shane slumps over and lays down on the mat. Madison then begins to stomp at Shane, while he’s down. Madison drives his knee into the throat of Shane, while using the ropes as leverage to put more weight down on Fuller’s throat.)
Sid Carmack: Hey ref! Step in there and make him break it!
Art Campbell: Have you forgotten that this is a Hell In A Cell match? There’s no rules. Kealen Foster can’t do anything about it. That choke is just as legal as a headlock.
Sid Carmack: But he’s going to kill him! I Think I see him turning blue.
(Madison slides out of the ring and grabs Fuller by one of his arms and on of his legs. He then pulls him, so that Fuller goes crashing, ribs-first, into the steel ring post. Fuller falls out of the ring, and onto the floor below, holding onto his ribs. Madison gets Fuller up and then sends him flying into the steel steps. As Fuller leans against the steps, Madison goes over and looks under the ring apron and pulls out a steel chair.)
Sid Carmack: Oh dear God, what’s this maniac going to do now?
Art Campbell: I’m not sure but whatever it is, it doesn’t look good for Shane Fuller.
(Fuller stumbles up to his feet and as he turns around to face Madison and Nick cracks the chair over the head of Shane Fuller. Madison holds the chair up in the air, as he gets a mixed reaction from the crowd. Madison waits for Fuller to get up and once he does, Madison drills the edge of the chair into the stomach of Fuller and then slams the chair across the back of Fuller. He falls to his knees and then onto his face.)
Art Campbell: Nick Madison is picking Fuller apart with that chair!
Sid Carmack: Someone needs to go help Shane! Where’s Mack?! Someone get Mack out here!
(Madison grabs Fuller by his head and gets him back up to his feet. Nick then begins to grind Fuller’s face into the steel mesh of the cell. After Madison is finished, he lets Fuller fall to the ground. The camera gets a close up of Fuller’s face and we see that he has been cut by the steel mesh of the cell.)
Sid Carmack: Do you see that!? He’s bleeding!
Art Campbell: You knew going into this that blood was going to be shed.
Sid Carmack: I know but that looks like a deep cut. We need to stop this match. Shane wins by default. Someone stop it and get Shane a medic!
Art Campbell: Yeah … That’s going to happen.
(Madison gets Fuller back to his feet and leads him over to the steel steps. Madison, then bounces Fuller’s head off of the steps, continuing to work on the cut on Fuller’s forehead. Madison rolls Fuller into the ring, but leaving his head hanging out over the ring apron. Madison picked up a cord from one of the cameras and then starts choking Shane Fuller with it. Madison drags Fuller back out of the ring and then puts him up on his shoulders. Madison runs and launches Fuller, face-first, into the steel mesh of the cell. Madison goes over and picks up the steel chair, that he used earlier, and turns around to hit Fuller with it but Fuller gets a boot up into the midsection of Madison in time. Fuller than starts laying into Madison with a flurry of right hand shots, trying to get back into the match. Madison slumps against the cell, and Fuller continues to punch and kick at Madison until he is on the ground. Fuller turns Madison so that he is facing towards the cell and begins shove Madison’s face into the cell, with his foot. Fuller moves his foot and goes over and picks up the steel chair, waiting for Madison to get to his feet.)
Sid Carmack: Crack him over the head, Shane! Bust ‘em open!
Art Campbell: You’re one sick individual. Cheering on to bash a chair over another man’s head.
Sid Carmack: He deserves it! He did it to Fuller, it would only be some well deserved payback.
(Madison gets up and Fuller slams the chair over the back of Madison and Nick falls to his knees. Fuller takes a few steps back and waits for Madison to get back up. Once he does, Fuller brings the chair up and swings at Madison again but this time, Madison punches the chair back into the face of Fuller. As Fuller staggers backwards, holding onto his nose, as Madison holds onto his hand in pain. The camera gets a shot of the hand and we see that the knuckles of his hands are now bleeding from the impact of the punch. Madison tries to quickly shake it off and follows behind Fuller. Madison grabs Shane and slams him face first into the steel steps. Fuller staggers away from Madison and rolls into the ring. Madison reaches down under the ring apron and pulls out a steel chain and slides it into the ring. He gets up on the apron to get back in the ring and as he does, Fuller grabs the chain, wrapping it around his hand, gets to his feet and nails Madison with a right hand shot, sending him flying off the apron and into the cell. Madison lays on the floor, with a new wound right above his left eye, gushing out blood.)
Sid Carmack: Did you see that right hand by Shane Fuller? He could have knocked Mike Tyson out with that one!
Art Campbell: Well he sure did some damage with it, that’s for sure. Look at that cut above Madison’s eye. It’s already bleeding quite badly.
(After Fuller takes a few seconds to try and recover a bit, he heads out of the ring, with the chain still wrapped around his fist. He stands over Madison and then begins to lay into him repeatedly with that chain still wrapped around his fist, working at the cut on Madison’s face. Fuller then leans Madison up against the cell, in a sitting position and then begins to drive his heel into the face of Madison. Fuller then goes over and picks up the steel ring steps and waits for Madison to get up. Once Madison gets up, he turns around to face Fuller, only to get the steel steps driven into his face.)
Art Campbell: Good God almighty, what a shot! These two men are a bloody mess!
Sid Carmack: Art, this is deeper than just the World Title. They want that title but they want to make sure they hurt each other in the process.
Art Campbell: If these two men walk out on their own power tonight, it’s going to be a miracle.
(Fuller gets Madison up to his feet and then starts grinding his face into the steel mesh of the cell, working at the cut on Madison’s head. Fuller then pulls Madison’s head back and then slams his face back into the cell. Fuller pushes Madison to the ground and then picks up the chain. Fuller gets Nick up into a camel clutch position but instead of locking in a camel clutch, he begins to choke him with the steel chain. Somehow, Madison begins to find some strength and starts working his way to his feet. After a struggle, Madison gets up, with Fuller on his back and falls backwards, sandwiching Fuller and causing him to break the choke hold he had on Madison with the chain. Both men lay on the ground, clearly worn down and exhausted.)
Art Campbell: You have got to wonder if either of these men are going to be able to finish the match. Both men have lost a significant amount of blood in this match.
Sid Carmack: That’s true but they both have something that can be more stronger than energy; adrenaline. And you know these guy’s adrenaline level is sky high because they want to rip each other limb for limb.
(After several more seconds, both men begin to stir and get to their feet. Fuller grabs a chair and rolls into the ring. Madison, not seeing the chair, goes in shortly after. Fuller uses it to prop himself up and as soon as Madison climbs into the ring and goes towards Fuller, Fuller slams the steel chair over the head of Nick Madison.)
Sid Carmack: BAM! That was a swing that even Hank Aaron couldn’t beat!
Art Campbell: Nick Madison might be out cold. This could be all over.
(Fuller falls on top of Madison and hooks the leg …)
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(Madison rolled out of the ring, using the apron to hold himself up. He reaches down and grabs the steel chain that Fuller had been using earlier. Fuller reaches between the ropes to grab Madison and Madison nails Fuller in the head with the chain. Before Fuller can fall over, Madison grabs Fuller by the head and pulls him out to the floor. Madison wraps the chain around fist and starts laying into Fuller with a flurry or right hand shots. Madison lets Fuller slump down to the ground and once Fuller is laying on the ground, Madison picks up Fuller’s legs. Madison then falls backwards, launching Fuller up into the air and sending him flying face-first into the cell. Fuller hangs onto the cell, though, avoiding falling to the ground. Madison comes up behind him and grabs him and rolls him into the ring. Madison follows behind, sliding into the ring. Madison makes a pin attempt …)
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Art Campbell: And Nick Madison with a near fall there.
Sid Carmack: Fuller isn’t going to let his title slip away that easy.
Art Campbell: After the brutality these two have been through, thus far, I think anything could catch these guys off track and potentially gain the victory over the other.
Sid Carmack: That might happen to Nick Madison but not Shane Fuller. He’s too smart for that.
Art Campbell: Ever the unbiased one, you are.
(As Fuller staggers up to his feet, Madison gives him a boot to the stomach and then hits him with a vertical suplex. Madison goes over into the corner and slowly ascends to the top turnbuckle. He jumps off, going for a moonsault but Fuller rolls out of the way, rolling all the way out of the ring. Fuller looks under the ring apron and pulls out a ladder. He then slides it into the ring.)
Art Campbell: Dear God, Fuller has just introduced a ladder into this match!
Sid Carmack: I like the way that man thinks!
(As Madison tries to get to his feet, holding onto his midsection, Fuller begins to lay some boots to the back of the head of Nick Madison. Fuller gets Madison up and sends him into the ropes. Fuller charges at him, going for a clothesline but Madison ducks it and sends Fuller over the top rope, crashing to the floor. It takes Madison a few seconds to gather his bearings and then once he does, he exit’s the ring and goes after Fuller. He grabs Fuller and spins him around and once he does, Fuller gives him a rake to the eyes.)
Art Campbell: As if the blood wasn’t that was gushing down his face and into his eyes, weren’t preventing him to see clearly before, Fuller had to go and do that.
Nick Madison: Hey, we’re talking about the World Title here. You do anything and everything to win.
Art Campbell: Yeah and Shane Fuller is the king of doing that.
(Madison turns around to face Fuller and when he does, Fuller gives him jawbreaker, sending Madison down to the ground. Fuller looks under the ring and pulls out a screwdriver.)
Art Campbell: Now what in the hell … He’s got a screwdriver!!
Sid Carmack: I’ve always liked the way this man thinks!
(Fuller gets Madison to his knees and stands behind. Fuller than drives the tip of the screwdriver into the forehead of Madison, working at the cut. Fuller tosses the screwdriver down and then gets Madison to his feet. He leans Madison up against the cell and then goes over and picks up the chair. Fuller runs with the chair, at Madison and takes a swing at Madison’s head but Nick moves just in time. Fuller turns around and gets a boot to the midsection from Madison. Madison then plants him, on the chair, with a DDT. Both men lay there.)
Art Campbell: Fuller might be knocked out cold!
Sid Carmack: Someone has to go in there and check on him! He’s our champion!
Art Campbell: I’m not sure if Madison will be able to capitalize. He’s had a lot taken out of him.
(After what seems like an eternity, Madison begins to stir and uses the ring apron to help prop himself up. Madison reaches into the ring and slides the ladder out, half way since he can‘t fit it all out, that Fuller brought in, earlier in the match. Madison starts ramming the cell with the top of the ladder, trying to smash the door out.)
Sid Carmack: What is that idiot doing?
Art Campbell: Looks like he’s trying to get out of the cell.
Sid Carmack: The match is suppose to stay INSIDE the cell. That’s what it’s there for!
(As Madison is trying to work at the cell door, he doesn’t see Shane Fuller making his way, slowly, to his feet. Madison finally sees him out of the corner of his eye and when he turns around, Fuller hits him with the lights out, super kicking the ladder into Madison. Madison falls backwards, with the ladder falling on top of him and Fuller falls back to the floor, on his hands and knees, clearly still exhausted and feeling the effects of the DDT on the chair and the rest of the match.)
Sid Carmack: What a super kick! That was great!
Art Campbell: I think it’s a blessing for both of these men that this will be the final encounter. Look at what they are doing to each other inside of this hellacious structure.
(Fuller makes his way back up to his feet and picks the ladder back up. He stands the ladder up over in the corner of the cell so that it is out of the way and goes over to where Madison is laying on the floor. Fuller stomps him a few times and then begins to get him to his feet. Shane hits him with a right hand to the jaw. Madison fights back though, with a right of his own and the two men begin to exchange shots. Fuller goes to throw a right hand but Madison blocks it. Madison then grabs Fuller and slams his face into the cell. Fuller bounces off of it and rolls into the ring. Madison grabs the ladder before getting back into the ring and slides it in. Madison gets onto the apron and then climbs to the top rope. Fuller makes his way to his feet and as he turns around, Madison leaps off the top rope and nails Shane with a diving spinning heal kick. Both men lay there, hardly moving, again.)
Art Campbell: Where the hell did Madison pull that out of?! I didn’t think there would be any way he could do that after all the punishment he’s suffered.
Sid Carmack: That moron might have hit Fuller with the move but look at him. He’s laying there too. A high risk move like that isn’t worth it at this juncture of the match. He can’t capitalize on it.
Art Campbell: Well that seems true at the moment. Madison has to get to his feet and soon if he wants to capitalize on it even slightly.
(After several seconds pass, Madison finally crawls to the ropes and uses them to help himself get to his feet. Fuller begins to stir and attempting to get to his feet. Madison goes over and helps him to his feet. Madison hits Fuller with a couple knife edge chops. Fuller bounces off the ropes and hits Madison with a forearm to the mouth. Madison stumbles back into the ropes and bounces off of them and swings at Fuller, attempting a clothesline but Fuller ducks it. When Madison turns around, Fuller goes for the “Lights Out” super kick again but Madison ducks that. Madison comes up behind Fuller and then plants him, onto the ladder, with the D.I.E. Madison pulls Fuller over and slumps over the top of him …)
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Art Campbell: HE’S DONE IT! MADISON WINS! MADISON WINS!
Sid Carmack: What?! No!!! This can’t be!
Art Campbell: It is! We have a new champion! Nick Madison has finally done it!
Sid Carmack: This is a horrible day in the history of the PWSR!
Art Campbell: He went through hell and high water but Nick Madison has finally achieved his dream of becoming the PWSR World Champion!
WINNER: Nick Madison and NEW PWSR World Champion!!!
AFTERMATH: (Kealen Foster hands Nick the title and we see the door open of the cell and Sapphire get into the ring. She runs over to where Madison is laying in the ring, with the title, and hugs him. She helps him get to his feet and out of the ring. They exit the cell and begin to head up the ramp way, Madison doing all he can to stand, holding the title up in the air and blood streaming down his face and chest.)
Sid Carmack: I’m going to be sick, Art. I can’t believe this is happening right now.
Art Campbell: Well even though Fuller lost, he put up one of the greatest fights I’ve ever seen. This is easily going to be a match of the year candidate for this year’s awards.
Sid Carmack: That doesn’t matter! Not only did he lose to the man he hates but he lost the title! And God knows what kind of injuries he suffered.
Art Campbell: I’m going to be very surprised if either man didn’t suffer any injuries. I’ll just say one thing- Wait a minute, what’s this? Is that …
(Just then, we see Masked Destruction beginning to make his way towards the ring.)
Art Campbell: That’s Masked Destruction I believe.
Sid Carmack: What the hell does he want out here?
Art Campbell: I, I don’t know.
(MD enters through the door that is open and gets into the ring. Fuller is starting to get to his hands and knees, trying to get up. MD walks over to Shane and helps him get up to his feet.)
Art Campbell: It looks like he might be helping Shane up.
Sid Carmack: Well that makes sense. What guy, trying to make a name for himself in this company, wouldn’t want to help out the “Golden God”? I knew this Masked Destruction guy wasn’t a bad man.
(Once Fuller gets to his feet and sees MD, a confused look comes across his face. Just then, MD gives Fuller a boot to the stomach and then hits him with “The Time Bomb.”)
Sid Carmack: WHAT THE HELL!!?!
Art Campbell: Masked Destruction just gave Fuller “The Time Bomb”! He wasn’t out here to help him out at all!
Sid Carmack: I never trusted that son of a bitch for one second!
Art Campbell: What is the meaning of all this?!
Sid Carmack: He is going to pay for this! Mack Payne and Shane Fuller won’t let him get away with that!
(MD looks down at the fallen Shane Fuller as we cut backstage.)
The crowd is still buzzing from the last match. The ring is being set up for the next match. A shot of the announce teams from all three brands are being shown.
Jake Ryland: That match was amazing. I can't wait to see how the main events will turn out.
Sid Carmack: I can't believe that Makua Koa actually won the Intercontinental Championship.
Tony Schiavone: Well, PWSX has had a great showing as well.
Art Campbell: Well, it's time to continue Blood Wars. We take to the back where we have the three authority figures for PWS: Chris Wylde, Dave Diamond, and Serenity Daniels.
Appearing on the Smarkstron, Serenity Daniels, Chris Wylde, and Dave Diamond are standing in front of the Blood Wars poster. There's a table in front of them as well.
Chris Wylde: Well, this is a momentous occasion. This is the first time that the three of us have been on screen together.
Serenity Daniels: This being the first tri-branded pay-per-view in PWS history, we are looking forward to our brands World title matches. As we are sure that each of them will make the event well worth the price for everyone worldwide.
Dave Diamond: Let's not forget the Rumble for the Right. I'm sure that PWSR will win it, but it will be one hell of a match.
Serenity Daniels: I'm sure you're right in it being a hell of a match, but I doubt that PWSR is going to win it.
Chris Wylde: It's obvious that the fresh faces in PWSi will bring home the price, chap.
Serenity Daniels: PWSX is going to win this Rumble. It's plain and simple, we've actually know that the best in PWSX are in it.
Dave Diamond: Oh please. Those "qualifiers" had more predictable results than an Atlanta Falcons game. We didn't bother with qualifiers because we already knew who deserved and who didn't deserve to be in the rumble.
Chris Wylde: Same here.
Dave Diamond: Well...
Chris Wylde: What?
Serenity Daniels: We heard that you had problem filling the ten spots for the rumble.
Serenity and Dave had a little chuckle. Chris rolled his eyes.
Chris Wylde: Well, I believe that we have a better brand because we don't have any jobbers unlike any of your wrestlers.
Serenity Daniels: Enough of this. We are all authority figures and should be above this arguing mess.
Chris Wylde: Let's settle this like I do it.
Dave Diamond: What? Get wasted with Paddy O'Sullivan?
Chris Wylde: How did you know?
Padraig O'Sullivan appears in the frame. He's holding a can of beer and a cooler.
Padraig O'Sullivan: Top of the evening!
Dave Diamond: Shouldn't you be getting ready for the Rumble?
Padraig O'Sullivan: What do you think I am doing?
Padraig takes a sip from his can of beer.
Serenity Daniels: What are we suppose to accomplish with him here?
Chris Wylde: well, how about we have ourselves a little beer contest.
B.L. Swagger comes into the frame holding a bottle of beer.
B.L. Swagger: Did anyone say something about a beer contest? You're looking at the Tennessee Champion in the sport.
B.L. chuckles. Padraig smirks at the accepted challenge.
Chris Wylde: Well, that's good. Dave, you're going to get someone?
Dave Diamond: I'm not going to stoop down to your level.
Serenity Daniels: What's wrong? Scared that PWSR is going to lose against us like the last time?
Dave Diamond: If you want to lose so badly...
Dave goes off camera to go get someone. The others looked off camera to see where he went. While he was gone the stage crew started to set up a beer contest. Dave comes back with Dirty Dogg.
Dave Diamond: Since he's not busy, Dirty Dogg will put you guys in your places.
Dirty Dogg: Let's do this. I'm ready for some free beer.
Chris Wlyde: I've got an idea! How about the three of us join in on it. I know that we can shot you bloats in the States how to drink.
Dave Diamond: I don't mind that.
Serenity Daniels: Any reason for a Brit to drink, eh?
Dave Diamond: What? Are you scared to lose, Ms. Daniels.
Serenity smirked and sighed.
Serenity Daniels: Fine. I'm in. Let's get a referee in here.
The three of them sat across from their respective superstar. Rihanna Jackson appears to referee the contest. In front of each person is a large 52oz. cup filled to the brim with beer. The cups had the logos for each brand on them.
Rihanna Jackson: The rules are simple, the wrestlers will go first. When they finish, the GMs will go next. The first one to finish will win. Any questions?
Each of them shakes their head no.
Rihanna Jackson: Okay... ready... set... go!
The Dirty Dogg, Padraig, and B.L. start to chug their beer. Dave, Serenity, and Chris are waiting on their turn. The crowd starts cheering loudly for them. Padraig and Dirty Dogg finish at the same time. Chris and Dave starts their run. B.L. Swagger finishes his and Serenity starts.
Crowd: GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO!
Serenity appears to be catching up to the others. Dave Diamond appear to lag behind. It's a neck and neck race between Chris and Serenity. Serenity slams her cup down first as it's empty. Chris was right after her. Dave finished third.
Rihanna Jackson: Your winner! B.L. Swagger and Serenity Daniels!
Serenity holds up her cup in victory. The crowd cheers. Dave stands up and leaves in a pissed manner.
Chris Wylde: Damn... I didn't know that you could drink like this...
Serenity Daniels: There's a lot of things that you don't know about me.
Serenity turns to the camera. it appears that she or Chris isn't affected by the beer.
Serenity Daniels: Ladies and Gentleman, let the show continue...
Dee Best vs Drake DeMarco (c)
(Following the PWSI World Title match the ring crew starts taking down the standard ring ropes and then replaces them with the ever dangerous barbed wire. The start to line the four post with three sections where the top, middle, and bottom ropes would have been. Since this takes a few minutes to set up we cut to a promo video for the upcoming match.)
(As the promo begins we see images from last year’s final PWSX PPV, Endgame. Several of the major spots from the Street Fight are shown including Dee picking Drake up from a pin attempt. Then the clip where Best came flying off the Smarktron, then crashing and burning play. This is followed by Drake getting the win.)
(The shot then cuts to the rematch witch was also a street fight. We would see an even more violent match and shots of the fight that went through the crowd, the gorilla position, all over the back, and the spot where Drake was thrown through the lockeroom door and into Amy Embers room. The distraction allowed Dee to pick up the non-title win.)
(The last part of the promo shows Serenity Daniels making the match, Drake becoming enraged, and then promotes the brutal nature of the barbed wire death match.)
(We cut back to ringside where the barbed wire is all set up and we hear the PWSX announce team.)
Tony Schiavone: Ok guys, it has been an awesome night of action thus far, but now it is time for the PWSX World Heavyweight Title to be defended.
Macho Man: Yeah, this is the match the world has been waiting for.
Ricky Hernandez: Yeah, this and the Rumble for the Right is the what sold out the arena.
Tony Schiavone: So guys, we have seen two matches between these two and they are tied at one win a piece. Who is gonna win the rubber match?
Macho Man: Drake DeMarco, no question about it.
Ricky Hernandez: I don’t know about that Savage. Dee best almost beat Drake the first time and he did beat him the second time.
Tony Schiavone: I think this match could go either way but there is only one way to find out so lets go to the ring and Bruce Buffer.
Bruce Buffer: The following match is for one fall and will be for the PWSX World Heavyweight Title. Introducing first, from New York, New York, he is a former X-Treme and Television Champion. He is one of only two men to defeat Drake DeMarco in PWSX. He is Dee Best!!!!
(“Remember the Name” y FortMinor begins to play as the Atlanta crowd gives a mixed reaction. Best walks out with a serious look on his face and heads down towards the ring. Once at ringside, he slides under the barbed wire and waits in the ring.)
Tony Schiavone: Dee looks like he is really focused for this match.
Macho Man: He better be focused if he wants to survive a match like this one.
Ricky Hernandez: Yeah, we have seen two violent matches involving these two but this one is sure to be even more violent. Let’s go back Bruce Buffer.
Bruce Buffer: And his opponent, from Bridgeport, CT. He weighs in at a lean 220 pounds and stands in at six feet, two inches tall. He is the current and reigning PWSX Heavyweight Champion of the World, The King of Sexcellence, Drake DeMarco.
(The crowd boos loudly as “Missing Time” by MDFMK begins to play and Drake walks out onto the entrance ramp. He has the World Title wrapped around his waist and looks out at the crowd with distain. He slowly makes his way down the isle and once at ringside, takes a good look at the barbed wire ropes. He slithers into the ring and stand there, not taking his eyes of Dee Best.)
Tony Schiavone: Man, these people in Atlanta really don’t like Drake.
Macho Man: That’s because they are jealous of him.
Ricky Hernandez: I don’t think the people really like either one of these guys.
(Senior official Earl Hebner is in the ring and explains the rules to both men. He confirms that they are ready to go and then calls for the bell to get the match underway.)
Tony Schiavone: Here we go guys. Two of the best in PWSMARKS going at for the sports most important title.
Macho Man: You got that right. This is gonna be a fight, plain and simple.
Ricky Hernandez: Couldn’t agree more. Both men may not walk out the same as they walked in.
(Dee and Drake circle the ring for a few seconds and then lock up in the center. Best uses leverage to Irish whip Drake across the ring. He comes with in inches of a face to face encounter with the barbed wire but drops to mat in order to avoid disaster.)
Tony Schiavone: Wow, DeMarco nearly got introduced to the barbed wire early in this one.
Macho Man: Yeah, but he was to smart and avoided it.
Ricky Hernandez: Smart or lucky?
(Drake gets back up of the mat and walks back to the center of the ring where he demands that Best lock up again. Dee agrees and the two lock up once more. This time, DeMarco kicks Best in the gut and attempts to toss him into the barbed wire. Dee’s momentum won’t allow him to stop but he slides under the barbed wire rope and to the arena floor.)
Tony Schiavone: My God, I thought for sure Dee was going into the barbed wire there.
Macho Man: Now, he got lucky.
Ricky Hernandez: How can it be luck for Dee but smart when Drake does it.
Macho Man: Because I said so. You got a problem with that?
(Dee slides back in the ring but Drake immediately puts the boots to him. He stomps Best over and over again and then lifts him off the mat. DeMarco lifts Dee into the air and hits a vicious backbreaker.)
Tony Schiavone: Drake caught Dee coming back into the ring and is taking advantage now.
Macho Man: Why, because he is smart.
Ricky Hernandez: So you’ve said.
(DeMarco picks Best up again and shoots him into the barbed wire back first. You can see Dee’s face grimace as the barbed wire rips into the flesh of his back. It slices open skin around his shoulder area and down the back of his arms.)
Tony Schiavone: Oh No, Dee has been thrown into the barbed wire and it cut him up good.
Macho Man: That is what barbed wire does, Schiavone.
Ricky Hernandez: And I guess you like seeing this?
Macho Man: As a matter of fact, your damn right I do.
(Dee pulls the barbed wire out of his back and shoulder and stumbles a few feet forward. Drake charges right at him and attempts a flying forearm smash but Best moves at the last second, causing DeMarco to land on the middle barbed wire rope. He yells out in pain.)
Tony Schiavone: Oh….a misstep by DeMarco just got him a first class ticket to sliceville.
Macho Man: Do you think you are funny, Schiavone?
Ricky Hernandez: I am sure you don’t think he is funny.
(Dee gets to his feet and sees that Drake is draped across the barbed wire second rope. He runs over and jumps knee first into Drake’s shoulder to drive him down on the barbed wire.)
Tony Schiavone: Good God, that is just sick.
Macho Man: There was no need for that.
Ricky Hernandez: You wouldn’t have a problem if it was flipped.
(Dee grabs a bloody DeMarco and hits a belly-to-belly suplex. He makes a cover and Earl Hebner drops down to count.)
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Tony Schiavone: That was close. I thought best was going to get him there.
Macho Man: I didn’t. It will take a lot more then that to beat DeMarco.
Ricky Hernandez: Maybe, but another half a second and we would have had a new World Champion.
(Dee gets up first and goes to pick DeMarco up. Drake low blows Best and that stops him in his tracks. DeMarco gets up and hits a Tornado DDT. He makes a cover and Hebner starts to count.)
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Tony Schiavone: Another near fall, this time by Drake DeMarco.
Macho Man: That should have been it if Hebner could count.
Ricky Hernandez: Give it a rest all ready.
(Drake looks pissed that he didn’t get the win right there. He reaches down in his boots and grabs a pair of wire cutters.)
Tony Schiavone: What is Drake going to do with those.
Macho Man: What do I look like, Nostradamus?
Ricky Hernandez: No, but you do look like…..
Macho Man: Hey!! Watch it.
(DeMarco cuts a piece of the top rope into one long strand of barbed wire. He takes that strand and raps it around the tape on his hand. Then, using it like a pair of brass knuckles, he walks over and nails Dee in the forehead with it, slicing him open.)
Tony Schiavone: Oh my god, there is no need for that.
Macho Man: We knew this match would be violent before it began, Schiavone.
Ricky Hernandez: Yeah, but we didn’t expect Drake to use the barbed wire in this manner.
(Drake continues to pound Dee until Best hits a low blow that stops him. Dee struggles to his feet and then kicks DeMarco in the head. He unwraps the barbed wire from Drake’s hand and then puts it around DeMarco’s neck, choking him with it.)
Tony Schiavone: Dee is trying to kill DeMarco with that barbed wire wrapped around his neck like that.
Macho Man: Now, this is unacceptable.
Ricky Hernandez: Sure, since it is Best doing it and not DeMarco.
Macho Man: Oh, whatever.
(Best keeps the strand of barbed wire wrapped around Drake’s neck and hits a vicious neckbreaker. He goes for a cover and Hebner starts to count.)
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Tony Schiavone: Dee did it! No! Oh man was that close.
Macho Man: Real close. A little to close.
Ricky Hernandez: I imagine Drake DeMarco fans thought so to.
(Dee gets frustrated that Drake kicked out and exits the ring. He starts to dig underneath the ring and then slide back in after finding a steel chair. Best waits on Drake to get to his feet and then charges at him. Best takes a swing at Drake’s head but DeMarco just ducks under it. As Dee turns back around, Drake catches him with a superkick.)
Tony Schiavone: Oh wow, Dee just tried to decapitate Drake but he ducked in and caught Best instead.
Macho Man: Yeah, Drake caught him all right. He caught him right in the mouth t with “The Kick of Excellence”
Ricky Hernandez: Earl Henbe is about to star counting.)
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(After the three count, Drake stands up and gets his hand raised by Earl Hebner. Blood is covering his face and is still running down his arms and back as he take the World Title back and puts it around his waiste.)
Tony Schiavone: Well guys, this was one hell of a match and a hell of a finish to a war that started back in December of 09’.
Macho Man: Yeah, I got to give Dee Best Credit, he came to fight in these matches.
Ricky Hernandez: He sure did and he still can say he one of only two men to beat Drake in PWSX.
Winner and Still PWSX World Heavyweight Champion, Drake DeMarco via pinfall.
PWSR Championship Match
Shane Fuller (c) vs Nick Madison
(The cell is shown as it slowly begins to lower, from the ceiling.)
Art Campbell: This is what it has all come down to. The huge grudge that Nick Madison and Shane Fuller have for each other. It all ends tonight at Blood Wars.
Sid Carmack: I can’t think of a more fitting name for a night like this because I have a feeling we’re going to see some blood in this match. And plenty of it.
Art Campbell: I think you’re right about that. These guys want to rip each other’s head off and in a match where anything goes and they have a 25 foot steel structure at their disposal, things are going to be chaotic and they are going to get brutal.
(The cell settles around the ring, as “Meet The Monster” by Five Finger Death Punch begins to play over the arena speakers.)
Skylar Mosier: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a Hell In A Cell match! And it is for the PWSR World Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first, the challenger, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 256 pounds … Nick Madison!!
(Nick gets a mixed reaction from the crowd, as he makes his way towards the ring. He stops outside of the Cell and stares at it for several seconds. Referee Kealen Foster opens up the door of the Cell and Madison enters it. He slides into the ring and waits in the center for Shane Fuller. His music stops and after several seconds of silence, “The Pot” by Tool begins to play.)
Skylar Mosier: And the champion, from Hollywood, California, weighing in at 238 pounds … “Prime Time” Shane Fuller!!
(Fuller makes his way out to a majority of boos, with some cheers mixed in as well. Much like Nick Madison did, Fuller stops outside of the cell and stares at the massive structure before him. He then enters into the cell and stands in the opposite corner of Nick Madison. The two men stare at each other from across the ring.)
Art Campbell: Here we go. This is possibly one of the biggest matches in PWS history.
Sid Carmack: I think it’s going to go down as an instant classic!
(The two men lock up and Fuller grabs Madison in a headlock. Madison backs Fuller to the ropes. He then shoves him off into the opposite ropes. As Fuller comes off the ropes, Madison hits Fuller with a shoulder block. As Madison goes right after Fuller, Fuller decides to roll under the bottom rope to avoid him.)
Art Campbell: Looks like Fuller doesn’t want any part of Madison, here in the opening.
Sid Carmack: It’s not like that at all. Fuller is just using some smart strategy here. He doesn’t wear himself down too early in the match.
(Fuller gets up on the apron and Madison goes to meet him there and Fuller tells referee Kealen Foster to back him away from the ropes. Kealen does so and Fuller gets back into the ring. They lock up again and this time Madison puts Fuller into a headlock. Fuller pulls on Madison’s hair, to get him to let go and sends Nick into the ropes. As he comes off the ropes, he catches Madison with a forearm shot to the jaw, sending Fuller to the canvas again. Madison runs against the ropes and Fuller rushes to his feet and catches Madison with a hip toss. Madison pops back up to his feet and Fuller, this time, catches him with a standing dropkick. Madison begins to get up but Fuller kicks him in the head and makes a quick pin attempt ..)
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Art Campbell: Fuller trying to catch Madison off guard there and put him away early.
Sid Carmack: He’s going to try and slowly wear down Madison. Smart thinking by Shane, as always!
Art Campbell: It is good thinking. Although it doesn’t seem like much, forcing someone to break a pin fall takes out some energy, even if it’s minimal.
Sid Carmack: You need all the energy you can get in a match like this. Fuller is a ring veteran and knows all the tricks in the book. That’s why he’s going to walk out as STILL the PWSR World Champion!
(Both men get up to their feet and as they do, Fuller grabs Madison and sends him into the ropes. As Nick comes off the ropes, Fuller catches him with a back drop. Fuller backs up into one of the corners and waits for Madison to get to his feet. As he does, Fuller runs at Madison and Madison puts his elbow up into the mouth of Shane. Fuller stagers back a few steps but regains his composure and runs at Madison again, only to get a big boot to the jaw, staggering him into the ropes. Madison runs into the ropes and uses his momentum to clothesline Fuller out of the ring and to the floor.)
Art Campbell: Nick Madison seems to be on a roll, now, here against Shane Fuller.
Sid Carmack: It’s early, Art! Don’t be going and getting ahead of yourself now.
Art Campbell: I wasn’t. I simply stated that Madison seemed to be really taking it to Shane, at this moment.
Sid Carmack: Yeah! You’re basically saying it over!
Art Campbell: I am not! I just said .. Oh never mind! It’s not use trying to explain something to a mindless fool like you.
Sid Carmack: What!?
(Madison exit’s the ring and heads over to where Fuller is. Fuller gets up and turns around, only to be met with a right hand from Nick Madison. Madison hits him with a few more right hand shots, leaving Fuller slumped against the ring apron. Madison grabs Fuller and smashes his face off of the ring apron. He then slams it into the steel ring steps. Madison then drives Fullers face into the cell. And then he finally grabs him and nails him with a head but, as Fuller slumps to the floor.)
Art Campbell: Looks like Madison is scrambling the brains of Shane Fuller, here.
Sid Carmack: Maybe someone should scramble Madison’s brains. Then he might have some common sense!
Art Campbell: From the way you act each week, it seems someone’s already scrambled yours.
(Madison gets Fuller up to his feet and puts him up on his shoulder. Madison runs and attempts to launch Fuller into the cell but Fuller slides off, behind Madison and shoves Madison face-first into the cell. Fuller then takes the opportunity and rolls back into the ring. After Madison shakes the cobwebs, he also gets back into the ring. As Madison gets up, Fuller pushes him into the corner and starts to nail him with some right and left hands. Fuller then starts laying into Madison with some boots to the midsection. Fuller takes a few steps back, shaking his head, still seemingly trying to shake off the previous assault by Madison. As he goes back towards Madison, Nick grabs Fuller by the neck and then reverses it, tossing Fuller into the corner. Madison drives his shoulder into the stomach of Fuller, repeatedly, until Fuller falls to all fours. Madison gets Fuller back up and smashes his head into the top turnbuckle. Nick begins to lay into Fuller with some hard knife edge chops.)
Art Campbell: As loud as this raucous crowd is, you can still here those chops echo throughout the arena!
Sid Carmack: Nick Madison is a sick man! I don’t know why anyone would allow him to compete in a match like this!
(After Madison lays into him with a few more, he backs up as Fuller slides down into a sitting position. Madison charges and drives his knee into the face of Fuller. Shane slumps over and lays down on the mat. Madison then begins to stomp at Shane, while he’s down. Madison drives his knee into the throat of Shane, while using the ropes as leverage to put more weight down on Fuller’s throat.)
Sid Carmack: Hey ref! Step in there and make him break it!
Art Campbell: Have you forgotten that this is a Hell In A Cell match? There’s no rules. Kealen Foster can’t do anything about it. That choke is just as legal as a headlock.
Sid Carmack: But he’s going to kill him! I Think I see him turning blue.
(Madison slides out of the ring and grabs Fuller by one of his arms and on of his legs. He then pulls him, so that Fuller goes crashing, ribs-first, into the steel ring post. Fuller falls out of the ring, and onto the floor below, holding onto his ribs. Madison gets Fuller up and then sends him flying into the steel steps. As Fuller leans against the steps, Madison goes over and looks under the ring apron and pulls out a steel chair.)
Sid Carmack: Oh dear God, what’s this maniac going to do now?
Art Campbell: I’m not sure but whatever it is, it doesn’t look good for Shane Fuller.
(Fuller stumbles up to his feet and as he turns around to face Madison and Nick cracks the chair over the head of Shane Fuller. Madison holds the chair up in the air, as he gets a mixed reaction from the crowd. Madison waits for Fuller to get up and once he does, Madison drills the edge of the chair into the stomach of Fuller and then slams the chair across the back of Fuller. He falls to his knees and then onto his face.)
Art Campbell: Nick Madison is picking Fuller apart with that chair!
Sid Carmack: Someone needs to go help Shane! Where’s Mack?! Someone get Mack out here!
(Madison grabs Fuller by his head and gets him back up to his feet. Nick then begins to grind Fuller’s face into the steel mesh of the cell. After Madison is finished, he lets Fuller fall to the ground. The camera gets a close up of Fuller’s face and we see that he has been cut by the steel mesh of the cell.)
Sid Carmack: Do you see that!? He’s bleeding!
Art Campbell: You knew going into this that blood was going to be shed.
Sid Carmack: I know but that looks like a deep cut. We need to stop this match. Shane wins by default. Someone stop it and get Shane a medic!
Art Campbell: Yeah … That’s going to happen.
(Madison gets Fuller back to his feet and leads him over to the steel steps. Madison, then bounces Fuller’s head off of the steps, continuing to work on the cut on Fuller’s forehead. Madison rolls Fuller into the ring, but leaving his head hanging out over the ring apron. Madison picked up a cord from one of the cameras and then starts choking Shane Fuller with it. Madison drags Fuller back out of the ring and then puts him up on his shoulders. Madison runs and launches Fuller, face-first, into the steel mesh of the cell. Madison goes over and picks up the steel chair, that he used earlier, and turns around to hit Fuller with it but Fuller gets a boot up into the midsection of Madison in time. Fuller than starts laying into Madison with a flurry of right hand shots, trying to get back into the match. Madison slumps against the cell, and Fuller continues to punch and kick at Madison until he is on the ground. Fuller turns Madison so that he is facing towards the cell and begins shove Madison’s face into the cell, with his foot. Fuller moves his foot and goes over and picks up the steel chair, waiting for Madison to get to his feet.)
Sid Carmack: Crack him over the head, Shane! Bust ‘em open!
Art Campbell: You’re one sick individual. Cheering on to bash a chair over another man’s head.
Sid Carmack: He deserves it! He did it to Fuller, it would only be some well deserved payback.
(Madison gets up and Fuller slams the chair over the back of Madison and Nick falls to his knees. Fuller takes a few steps back and waits for Madison to get back up. Once he does, Fuller brings the chair up and swings at Madison again but this time, Madison punches the chair back into the face of Fuller. As Fuller staggers backwards, holding onto his nose, as Madison holds onto his hand in pain. The camera gets a shot of the hand and we see that the knuckles of his hands are now bleeding from the impact of the punch. Madison tries to quickly shake it off and follows behind Fuller. Madison grabs Shane and slams him face first into the steel steps. Fuller staggers away from Madison and rolls into the ring. Madison reaches down under the ring apron and pulls out a steel chain and slides it into the ring. He gets up on the apron to get back in the ring and as he does, Fuller grabs the chain, wrapping it around his hand, gets to his feet and nails Madison with a right hand shot, sending him flying off the apron and into the cell. Madison lays on the floor, with a new wound right above his left eye, gushing out blood.)
Sid Carmack: Did you see that right hand by Shane Fuller? He could have knocked Mike Tyson out with that one!
Art Campbell: Well he sure did some damage with it, that’s for sure. Look at that cut above Madison’s eye. It’s already bleeding quite badly.
(After Fuller takes a few seconds to try and recover a bit, he heads out of the ring, with the chain still wrapped around his fist. He stands over Madison and then begins to lay into him repeatedly with that chain still wrapped around his fist, working at the cut on Madison’s face. Fuller then leans Madison up against the cell, in a sitting position and then begins to drive his heel into the face of Madison. Fuller then goes over and picks up the steel ring steps and waits for Madison to get up. Once Madison gets up, he turns around to face Fuller, only to get the steel steps driven into his face.)
Art Campbell: Good God almighty, what a shot! These two men are a bloody mess!
Sid Carmack: Art, this is deeper than just the World Title. They want that title but they want to make sure they hurt each other in the process.
Art Campbell: If these two men walk out on their own power tonight, it’s going to be a miracle.
(Fuller gets Madison up to his feet and then starts grinding his face into the steel mesh of the cell, working at the cut on Madison’s head. Fuller then pulls Madison’s head back and then slams his face back into the cell. Fuller pushes Madison to the ground and then picks up the chain. Fuller gets Nick up into a camel clutch position but instead of locking in a camel clutch, he begins to choke him with the steel chain. Somehow, Madison begins to find some strength and starts working his way to his feet. After a struggle, Madison gets up, with Fuller on his back and falls backwards, sandwiching Fuller and causing him to break the choke hold he had on Madison with the chain. Both men lay on the ground, clearly worn down and exhausted.)
Art Campbell: You have got to wonder if either of these men are going to be able to finish the match. Both men have lost a significant amount of blood in this match.
Sid Carmack: That’s true but they both have something that can be more stronger than energy; adrenaline. And you know these guy’s adrenaline level is sky high because they want to rip each other limb for limb.
(After several more seconds, both men begin to stir and get to their feet. Fuller grabs a chair and rolls into the ring. Madison, not seeing the chair, goes in shortly after. Fuller uses it to prop himself up and as soon as Madison climbs into the ring and goes towards Fuller, Fuller slams the steel chair over the head of Nick Madison.)
Sid Carmack: BAM! That was a swing that even Hank Aaron couldn’t beat!
Art Campbell: Nick Madison might be out cold. This could be all over.
(Fuller falls on top of Madison and hooks the leg …)
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(Madison rolled out of the ring, using the apron to hold himself up. He reaches down and grabs the steel chain that Fuller had been using earlier. Fuller reaches between the ropes to grab Madison and Madison nails Fuller in the head with the chain. Before Fuller can fall over, Madison grabs Fuller by the head and pulls him out to the floor. Madison wraps the chain around fist and starts laying into Fuller with a flurry or right hand shots. Madison lets Fuller slump down to the ground and once Fuller is laying on the ground, Madison picks up Fuller’s legs. Madison then falls backwards, launching Fuller up into the air and sending him flying face-first into the cell. Fuller hangs onto the cell, though, avoiding falling to the ground. Madison comes up behind him and grabs him and rolls him into the ring. Madison follows behind, sliding into the ring. Madison makes a pin attempt …)
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Art Campbell: And Nick Madison with a near fall there.
Sid Carmack: Fuller isn’t going to let his title slip away that easy.
Art Campbell: After the brutality these two have been through, thus far, I think anything could catch these guys off track and potentially gain the victory over the other.
Sid Carmack: That might happen to Nick Madison but not Shane Fuller. He’s too smart for that.
Art Campbell: Ever the unbiased one, you are.
(As Fuller staggers up to his feet, Madison gives him a boot to the stomach and then hits him with a vertical suplex. Madison goes over into the corner and slowly ascends to the top turnbuckle. He jumps off, going for a moonsault but Fuller rolls out of the way, rolling all the way out of the ring. Fuller looks under the ring apron and pulls out a ladder. He then slides it into the ring.)
Art Campbell: Dear God, Fuller has just introduced a ladder into this match!
Sid Carmack: I like the way that man thinks!
(As Madison tries to get to his feet, holding onto his midsection, Fuller begins to lay some boots to the back of the head of Nick Madison. Fuller gets Madison up and sends him into the ropes. Fuller charges at him, going for a clothesline but Madison ducks it and sends Fuller over the top rope, crashing to the floor. It takes Madison a few seconds to gather his bearings and then once he does, he exit’s the ring and goes after Fuller. He grabs Fuller and spins him around and once he does, Fuller gives him a rake to the eyes.)
Art Campbell: As if the blood wasn’t that was gushing down his face and into his eyes, weren’t preventing him to see clearly before, Fuller had to go and do that.
Nick Madison: Hey, we’re talking about the World Title here. You do anything and everything to win.
Art Campbell: Yeah and Shane Fuller is the king of doing that.
(Madison turns around to face Fuller and when he does, Fuller gives him jawbreaker, sending Madison down to the ground. Fuller looks under the ring and pulls out a screwdriver.)
Art Campbell: Now what in the hell … He’s got a screwdriver!!
Sid Carmack: I’ve always liked the way this man thinks!
(Fuller gets Madison to his knees and stands behind. Fuller than drives the tip of the screwdriver into the forehead of Madison, working at the cut. Fuller tosses the screwdriver down and then gets Madison to his feet. He leans Madison up against the cell and then goes over and picks up the chair. Fuller runs with the chair, at Madison and takes a swing at Madison’s head but Nick moves just in time. Fuller turns around and gets a boot to the midsection from Madison. Madison then plants him, on the chair, with a DDT. Both men lay there.)
Art Campbell: Fuller might be knocked out cold!
Sid Carmack: Someone has to go in there and check on him! He’s our champion!
Art Campbell: I’m not sure if Madison will be able to capitalize. He’s had a lot taken out of him.
(After what seems like an eternity, Madison begins to stir and uses the ring apron to help prop himself up. Madison reaches into the ring and slides the ladder out, half way since he can‘t fit it all out, that Fuller brought in, earlier in the match. Madison starts ramming the cell with the top of the ladder, trying to smash the door out.)
Sid Carmack: What is that idiot doing?
Art Campbell: Looks like he’s trying to get out of the cell.
Sid Carmack: The match is suppose to stay INSIDE the cell. That’s what it’s there for!
(As Madison is trying to work at the cell door, he doesn’t see Shane Fuller making his way, slowly, to his feet. Madison finally sees him out of the corner of his eye and when he turns around, Fuller hits him with the lights out, super kicking the ladder into Madison. Madison falls backwards, with the ladder falling on top of him and Fuller falls back to the floor, on his hands and knees, clearly still exhausted and feeling the effects of the DDT on the chair and the rest of the match.)
Sid Carmack: What a super kick! That was great!
Art Campbell: I think it’s a blessing for both of these men that this will be the final encounter. Look at what they are doing to each other inside of this hellacious structure.
(Fuller makes his way back up to his feet and picks the ladder back up. He stands the ladder up over in the corner of the cell so that it is out of the way and goes over to where Madison is laying on the floor. Fuller stomps him a few times and then begins to get him to his feet. Shane hits him with a right hand to the jaw. Madison fights back though, with a right of his own and the two men begin to exchange shots. Fuller goes to throw a right hand but Madison blocks it. Madison then grabs Fuller and slams his face into the cell. Fuller bounces off of it and rolls into the ring. Madison grabs the ladder before getting back into the ring and slides it in. Madison gets onto the apron and then climbs to the top rope. Fuller makes his way to his feet and as he turns around, Madison leaps off the top rope and nails Shane with a diving spinning heal kick. Both men lay there, hardly moving, again.)
Art Campbell: Where the hell did Madison pull that out of?! I didn’t think there would be any way he could do that after all the punishment he’s suffered.
Sid Carmack: That moron might have hit Fuller with the move but look at him. He’s laying there too. A high risk move like that isn’t worth it at this juncture of the match. He can’t capitalize on it.
Art Campbell: Well that seems true at the moment. Madison has to get to his feet and soon if he wants to capitalize on it even slightly.
(After several seconds pass, Madison finally crawls to the ropes and uses them to help himself get to his feet. Fuller begins to stir and attempting to get to his feet. Madison goes over and helps him to his feet. Madison hits Fuller with a couple knife edge chops. Fuller bounces off the ropes and hits Madison with a forearm to the mouth. Madison stumbles back into the ropes and bounces off of them and swings at Fuller, attempting a clothesline but Fuller ducks it. When Madison turns around, Fuller goes for the “Lights Out” super kick again but Madison ducks that. Madison comes up behind Fuller and then plants him, onto the ladder, with the D.I.E. Madison pulls Fuller over and slumps over the top of him …)
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Art Campbell: HE’S DONE IT! MADISON WINS! MADISON WINS!
Sid Carmack: What?! No!!! This can’t be!
Art Campbell: It is! We have a new champion! Nick Madison has finally done it!
Sid Carmack: This is a horrible day in the history of the PWSR!
Art Campbell: He went through hell and high water but Nick Madison has finally achieved his dream of becoming the PWSR World Champion!
WINNER: Nick Madison and NEW PWSR World Champion!!!
AFTERMATH: (Kealen Foster hands Nick the title and we see the door open of the cell and Sapphire get into the ring. She runs over to where Madison is laying in the ring, with the title, and hugs him. She helps him get to his feet and out of the ring. They exit the cell and begin to head up the ramp way, Madison doing all he can to stand, holding the title up in the air and blood streaming down his face and chest.)
Sid Carmack: I’m going to be sick, Art. I can’t believe this is happening right now.
Art Campbell: Well even though Fuller lost, he put up one of the greatest fights I’ve ever seen. This is easily going to be a match of the year candidate for this year’s awards.
Sid Carmack: That doesn’t matter! Not only did he lose to the man he hates but he lost the title! And God knows what kind of injuries he suffered.
Art Campbell: I’m going to be very surprised if either man didn’t suffer any injuries. I’ll just say one thing- Wait a minute, what’s this? Is that …
(Just then, we see Masked Destruction beginning to make his way towards the ring.)
Art Campbell: That’s Masked Destruction I believe.
Sid Carmack: What the hell does he want out here?
Art Campbell: I, I don’t know.
(MD enters through the door that is open and gets into the ring. Fuller is starting to get to his hands and knees, trying to get up. MD walks over to Shane and helps him get up to his feet.)
Art Campbell: It looks like he might be helping Shane up.
Sid Carmack: Well that makes sense. What guy, trying to make a name for himself in this company, wouldn’t want to help out the “Golden God”? I knew this Masked Destruction guy wasn’t a bad man.
(Once Fuller gets to his feet and sees MD, a confused look comes across his face. Just then, MD gives Fuller a boot to the stomach and then hits him with “The Time Bomb.”)
Sid Carmack: WHAT THE HELL!!?!
Art Campbell: Masked Destruction just gave Fuller “The Time Bomb”! He wasn’t out here to help him out at all!
Sid Carmack: I never trusted that son of a bitch for one second!
Art Campbell: What is the meaning of all this?!
Sid Carmack: He is going to pay for this! Mack Payne and Shane Fuller won’t let him get away with that!
(MD looks down at the fallen Shane Fuller as we cut backstage.)
The crowd is still buzzing from the last match. The ring is being set up for the next match. A shot of the announce teams from all three brands are being shown.
Jake Ryland: That match was amazing. I can't wait to see how the main events will turn out.
Sid Carmack: I can't believe that Makua Koa actually won the Intercontinental Championship.
Tony Schiavone: Well, PWSX has had a great showing as well.
Art Campbell: Well, it's time to continue Blood Wars. We take to the back where we have the three authority figures for PWS: Chris Wylde, Dave Diamond, and Serenity Daniels.
Appearing on the Smarkstron, Serenity Daniels, Chris Wylde, and Dave Diamond are standing in front of the Blood Wars poster. There's a table in front of them as well.
Chris Wylde: Well, this is a momentous occasion. This is the first time that the three of us have been on screen together.
Serenity Daniels: This being the first tri-branded pay-per-view in PWS history, we are looking forward to our brands World title matches. As we are sure that each of them will make the event well worth the price for everyone worldwide.
Dave Diamond: Let's not forget the Rumble for the Right. I'm sure that PWSR will win it, but it will be one hell of a match.
Serenity Daniels: I'm sure you're right in it being a hell of a match, but I doubt that PWSR is going to win it.
Chris Wylde: It's obvious that the fresh faces in PWSi will bring home the price, chap.
Serenity Daniels: PWSX is going to win this Rumble. It's plain and simple, we've actually know that the best in PWSX are in it.
Dave Diamond: Oh please. Those "qualifiers" had more predictable results than an Atlanta Falcons game. We didn't bother with qualifiers because we already knew who deserved and who didn't deserve to be in the rumble.
Chris Wylde: Same here.
Dave Diamond: Well...
Chris Wylde: What?
Serenity Daniels: We heard that you had problem filling the ten spots for the rumble.
Serenity and Dave had a little chuckle. Chris rolled his eyes.
Chris Wylde: Well, I believe that we have a better brand because we don't have any jobbers unlike any of your wrestlers.
Serenity Daniels: Enough of this. We are all authority figures and should be above this arguing mess.
Chris Wylde: Let's settle this like I do it.
Dave Diamond: What? Get wasted with Paddy O'Sullivan?
Chris Wylde: How did you know?
Padraig O'Sullivan appears in the frame. He's holding a can of beer and a cooler.
Padraig O'Sullivan: Top of the evening!
Dave Diamond: Shouldn't you be getting ready for the Rumble?
Padraig O'Sullivan: What do you think I am doing?
Padraig takes a sip from his can of beer.
Serenity Daniels: What are we suppose to accomplish with him here?
Chris Wylde: well, how about we have ourselves a little beer contest.
B.L. Swagger comes into the frame holding a bottle of beer.
B.L. Swagger: Did anyone say something about a beer contest? You're looking at the Tennessee Champion in the sport.
B.L. chuckles. Padraig smirks at the accepted challenge.
Chris Wylde: Well, that's good. Dave, you're going to get someone?
Dave Diamond: I'm not going to stoop down to your level.
Serenity Daniels: What's wrong? Scared that PWSR is going to lose against us like the last time?
Dave Diamond: If you want to lose so badly...
Dave goes off camera to go get someone. The others looked off camera to see where he went. While he was gone the stage crew started to set up a beer contest. Dave comes back with Dirty Dogg.
Dave Diamond: Since he's not busy, Dirty Dogg will put you guys in your places.
Dirty Dogg: Let's do this. I'm ready for some free beer.
Chris Wlyde: I've got an idea! How about the three of us join in on it. I know that we can shot you bloats in the States how to drink.
Dave Diamond: I don't mind that.
Serenity Daniels: Any reason for a Brit to drink, eh?
Dave Diamond: What? Are you scared to lose, Ms. Daniels.
Serenity smirked and sighed.
Serenity Daniels: Fine. I'm in. Let's get a referee in here.
The three of them sat across from their respective superstar. Rihanna Jackson appears to referee the contest. In front of each person is a large 52oz. cup filled to the brim with beer. The cups had the logos for each brand on them.
Rihanna Jackson: The rules are simple, the wrestlers will go first. When they finish, the GMs will go next. The first one to finish will win. Any questions?
Each of them shakes their head no.
Rihanna Jackson: Okay... ready... set... go!
The Dirty Dogg, Padraig, and B.L. start to chug their beer. Dave, Serenity, and Chris are waiting on their turn. The crowd starts cheering loudly for them. Padraig and Dirty Dogg finish at the same time. Chris and Dave starts their run. B.L. Swagger finishes his and Serenity starts.
Crowd: GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO!
Serenity appears to be catching up to the others. Dave Diamond appear to lag behind. It's a neck and neck race between Chris and Serenity. Serenity slams her cup down first as it's empty. Chris was right after her. Dave finished third.
Rihanna Jackson: Your winner! B.L. Swagger and Serenity Daniels!
Serenity holds up her cup in victory. The crowd cheers. Dave stands up and leaves in a pissed manner.
Chris Wylde: Damn... I didn't know that you could drink like this...
Serenity Daniels: There's a lot of things that you don't know about me.
Serenity turns to the camera. it appears that she or Chris isn't affected by the beer.
Serenity Daniels: Ladies and Gentleman, let the show continue...
(As the ring is still being cleared after the Hell In A Cell match, the camera cuts to the announcers table at ringside. Alejandro Jimenez, Ricky Hernandez and Tony Schiavone get up from the desk and walk to the back. Sid Carmack starts arguing with Art saying that he isn’t leaving, and is eventually dragged away on his chair by ring crew. Art, Jake and Macho Man move to the middle desk and sit down, forming a three-man team to call the Rumble)
Jake Ryland: Ladies and gentlemen we are just minutes away from the biggest match in the history of Pro Wrestling Smarks, a match which can quite literally change lives forever. The time is drawing near folks, history will be written at the Georgia Dome here tonight.
Art Campbell: This is as big as it gets. Thirty of the best superstars this business has ever seen, one match ... only one man can go on and headline Destiny. And of course Jake, last year’s winner Mack Payne went on to be inducted into the Hall of Fame this year.
Macho Man: ... and whichever PWSX superstar wins it this year will be inducted into the Hall of Fame as well Art, and don’t say it’s not going to happen! We won the Rumble last year, we won the Battlebowl in August ...
Art Campbell: Will you shut up?! This is the first Rumble match to feature the PWS International brand of course, eight different nationalities represented in tonight’s match – and we are being seen live from the Georgia Dome in over 80 countries ... this truly is a global phenomenon!
Jake Ryland: Wait ... Macho Man ... are you drinking ... PEPSI?! At ringside?!
Macho Man: Yeh, it’s part of our sponsorship deal ... I’m getting paid to drink Pepsi during the rumble. Great, isn’t it?
Art Campbell: NO!
Jake Ryland: Can I have some?!
Macho Man: NO YOU CANNOT! Harold is standing by in the ring ...
(Harold Robinson gets into the ring with a microphone as the ring is finally cleared, the ringbell rings three times, and the fans rise up to their feet in anticipation)
Harold Robinson: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for the 2010 Rumble ... For The Right ... Match! Here are the rules. In a few moments, the superstars who drew numbers one and two respectively will enter the ring and the match will begin. Every two minutes hereafter, another participant will enter the ring according to the number that they drew. Eliminations occur when a superstar is thrown OVER the top rope, and BOTH feet must touch the floor. The last man or woman standing in the ring after all other participants have been eliminated will be declared the winner of the Rumble match, and will receive a guaranteed shot at their brand’s World Championship at DESTINY!
(“Death Before Dishonor” by Five Finger Death Punch plays out through the Blood Wars stage and the fans explode cheering as PWSi’s Steven Xavior runs out to the ring)
Harold Robinson: Introducing the participant who drew number 1 ... from Hampton Roads, Virginia, weighing in at 230 pounds ... The X Factor, Steven Xavior!
Art Campbell: Well there you see folks, Steven Xavior, the man who has the unenviable task of entering first after losing the Fuck the Luck match earlier tonight. Xavior, of course, one of only seven men in this match who entered the 2009 Rumble; he came in as a rookie at number 27 that night and failed to win – he has an uphill battle tonight!
Jake Ryland: But look how far Xavior has come in a year, Art ... he’s the 2009 King of the Ring!
(“Stronger” by TRUSTCompany starts playing and PWSX superstar El Incendio comes up through the stage in a cloud of smoke to a chorus of boos)
Harold Robinson: And the man who drew number 2 ... from Guerrero, Mexico .. weighing in at 204 pounds ..... EL INCENDIO!
Macho Man: WHAT?! Who decided that El Incendio should enter number 2? This is an outrage!
Jake Ryland: It’s a random draw Macho Man! We’re about to see the King of X-Treme and the King of the Ring to head to head though for the first time in PWSmarks history ... for about two minutes anyway.
Macho Man: Yeh, unless Incendio tosses your boy Steven over the top rope before that two minutes is up Jake.
(Incendio and Xavior come face to face in the middle of the ring and the bell rings. The fans let out a massive cheer as the 2010 Rumble is underway. Incendio whips Xavior into the ropes right away and runs across the ring at him going for a crossbody, Xavior gets a foot up and kicks the Mexican in the midsection. Xavior starts kicking Incendio, who stays down on the floor and grabs hold of the bottom rope)
Macho Man: This is smart by El Incendio, as long as he’s got hold of that bottom rope, he’s a long way from the top rope, and that means he can’t be eliminated!
(Incendio rolls smartly out of the ring under the bottom rope, runs around the outside and gets back in on the other side of the ring, charging across and taking Steven down with a huracán rana. Incendio runs and tries to hit a rolling thunder, but Xavior leaps up and catches him in midair with a Samoan drop.)
Jake Ryland: What a move! It looks like Xavior’s got the better of Incendio here in the early going folks ... but really these guys are the ones who drew the short straw in this match, to start out the rumble and win is a virtually impossible task.
(Incendio gets back up and Xavior tries to throw him out over the ropes quickly before the next entrant comes in. Incendio grabs the top turnbuckle and jumps backwards, ramming Xavior into it. Incendio dropkicks Steven forwards and then spins him around and nails a DDT. The fans start counting down to the clock on the Smarkstron)
Crowd: 10 ... 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ... 1 ....
(The fans start to boo loudly as “Otherworld” plays on the speakers and Manny Genocide from the PWSR charges down the ramp towards the ring. Manny jumps in and goes right to work on Steven Xavior, hammering him with hard right hands as Incendio stands back in the corner and watches)
Art Campbell: Here’s Manny Genocide ... PWSR’s first entrant in this year’s Rumble going right to work on the former PWSR superstar Steven Xavior, and you have to believe folks that Manny is still suffering from that long, exhausting No-Limits title match with Alpha Dog a week ago on Lockup!
Jake Ryland: It’ll be interesting to see just how Manny’s performance here tonight is affected by that loss last week, Manny had previously had a good start to the year of course, even beating Nick Madison in a hardcore match.
(Manny lifts Xavior up and places his feet across the second rope, grabbing his head for the spike DDT. Xavior slips out between the second and top rope and lands on the apron, grabs Manny around the neck and tries to suplex him over the top out of the ring)
Jake Ryland: Oh look out here ... Manny’s about to go!
(Incendio runs over and baseball slides Xavior in the knees, causing his grip on Manny to slip. Xavior almost falls off the apron himself but manages to hang on, drop onto the apron and roll under the bottom rope. Xavior gets back to his feet just as Incendio tries to take him down with a springboard crossbody, and Steven smartly drags Manny in the way. Incendio takes Manny down, Xavior gets up behind Incendio and lifts him up into a death valley driver position, heading over towards the ropes)
Macho Man: No! No! Xavior’s gonna eliminate Incendio! Stop him!
(Macho Man looks relieved as Manny gets back up behind Steven and swings his arm up with a massive low blow which brings the PWSi superstar down. Incendio drops safely back into the ring)
Macho Man: Look .... Manny just tried to lift Steven Xavior!
Art Campbell: HE DID NOT!
(Incendio and Manny try to double-team again and scoop Xavior up for a double suplex. Xavior flips out, charges across the ring and nails a double clothesline, taking both men down. The fans start counting down again)
Crowd: 10 ... 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 .. 3 ... 2 ... 1 ...
(“Rise Today” by Alter Bridge hits the speakers and the fans rise up cheering as Jay Impact runs down the ramp, entering the match at #4)
Art Campbell: Man, what would it mean to Jay Impact to win this Rumble match here tonight Jake? His only previous title success in the PWS came just over a year ago when he teamed with Sledge to win the World Tag Titles here in the PWSR
Jake Ryland: It’d mean everything to him Art. Only five competitors in tonight’s match have ever held a world championship before though, this match is the place where dreams can come true – just look at Mack Payne last year.
(Jay Impact runs in and immediately targets El Incendio, whilst Xavior goes to work on Manny again. Impact hits an arm drag which takes Incendio across the ring, but he pops up behind Xavior and nails a German suplex. As Incendio gets back up, he’s met by a stiff clothesline from Impact. Manny takes advantage of Xavior being down and locks him in a Boston Crab, Impact sneaks up behind him and tries to scoop Manny up over the top rope. Manny hangs on and gets out behind Impact, trying to suplex him, Impact grabs the ropes and springboards over Manny’s head, jumps up onto his shoulders and brings him down to the mat with a lucha DDT)
Macho Man: What great offense from Jay Impact!
Jake Ryland: That’s what he’s known for ... high-flying, exciting action!
Macho Man: Incendio’s a better high-flyer than Impact Jake, and you know it.
Jake Ryland: Oh yeah, he’s really looking great in the air right now isn’t he, laying flat on the mat after that clothesline
Macho Man: Oh shut up!
(Incendio gets back to his feet and hits a springboard spear which flattens Steven Xavior. Impact waits for Manny to get up and then nails him with a missile dropkick which sends the psychopathic PWSR wrestler flying into the ropes. Incendio and Impact start working together for a moment to try and toss Manny over the top rope, but then Incendio rakes Impact in the eyes and lifts him up onto the top turnbuckle. Incendio thinks about pushing Impact off, but nails him with a sunset-flip powerbomb back into the ring)
Macho Man: 9th Circle! That finishing manoeuvre from El Incendio has beaten almost everyone in the PWSX ... and Jay Impact may be done as far as this match is concerned!
(Incendio charges at Xavior and knocks him back down with a crossbody again, and the fans start counting down as the next entrant gets ready to appear)
Crowd: 10 ... 9 .... 8 ... 7 ... 6 .... 5 ... 4 ... 3 .... 2 .... 1 ....
(“Destroy The World Around Me” blares out around the Georgia Dome, Crysis walks out holding a sledgehammer to a decent ovation from the crowd, drops the hammer at ringside and gets into the ring, pounding everyone in the match with stiff punches and clotheslines, knocking down everything that moves)
Macho Man: Strong start by Crysis, and while I may not like the guy, you have to admit that he’s a great competitor ... that’s why he’s in the PWSX!
Jake Ryland: And the ring is really starting to fill up now, five guys in there, and Crysis has taken them all down! We could be about to see the first elimination of the Rumble this year!
(Crysis lifts Incendio up onto his shoulders and almost eliminates him from the match, but Incendio scrambles up onto the top turnbuckle and hits a back flip which takes the big man down. Impact and Xavior start to double team Manny Genocide on the other side of the ring, flicking him up in the air with a double flapjack and dropping him across the turnbuckle. Manny somehow manages to hang on until Incendio comes along and scoops Steven up from behind, hitting him with an electric chair. Crysis gets up, and the fans start counting again)
Crowd: 10 ... 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 .... 1 ....
(“We Takin Over” by DJ Khaled plays and the fans start booing as Nikolai Sokolov, the Russian Nightmare, charges down the ramp at full speed and dives into the ring under the bottom rope. As soon as Nikolai stands up, Crysis charges across the ring with a thunderous clothesline which sends him flying back over the top rope to the floor and the fans erupt with a cheer)
Jake Ryland: WOAH! Nikolai Sokolov has been eliminated from the rumble match and ... well ... that was unexpected folks!
Art Campbell: We have our first elimination of the 2010 Rumble, and Nikolai has the dubious honour of setting a new record for the shortest time in the Rumble For The Right match, beating Salman Van Dam’s fourteen seconds last year in Sacramento!
Macho Man: And a PWSX superstar scores the first elimination of this year’s match!
Nikolai Sokolov is eliminated from the Rumble by Crysis after being in 0:02
(Crysis poses for the fans and almost gets surprised from behind by Manny Genocide who tries to lift him over the ropes, but fails. Xavior sprints across the ring and nails a lights out kick on Manny, then spins around and gets taken down with a springboard DDT from El Incendio. Jay Impact leaps off the second rope and hits a hurricanrana on El Incendio, taking him down. Impact turns around and is met by a running big boot from Crysis, who is then flattened from behind by Steven Xavior with a running bulldog. Xavior gets a massive cheer and is instantly floored by a spinning heel kick from Incendio)
Jake Ryland: What incredible action we are witnessing here tonight ... one move after another after another ... each man in the ring desperate to prove how much they want this, the grandest prize there is, a chance to headline Destiny and be remembered in history forever!
(Incendio stands tall for a moment in the ring, until Jay Impact creeps up behind him and nails him with a dropkick to the back of the head, sending him flying towards the ropes. Impact takes a massive risk and jumps over the rope to the apron, kicks Incendio in the face over the ropes and then leaps back into the ring with a sunset flip)
Art Campbell: What an amazing high-risk move by Jay Impact! He could’ve been eliminated there, but it paid off for him with that massive sunset flip!
Crowd: 10 ... 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ... 1 ....
(The fans begin to boo and whistle loudly as “Munich” by Editors gets played on the sound system, and The Rev walks to the ring slowly, taking time to watch the action in the ring as he ambles down the aisle)
Macho Man: This is smart by Rev, taking his time getting to the ring ... weighing up the situation and who’s in there already. It makes more sense than running straight down the ramp and leaping into the ring!
Jake Ryland: You could argue that he’s giving the superstars in the ring more time to plan how they’re going to handle him as well Macho Man, so this may not be as smart as it appears!
(The Rev gets into the ring and goes right after Steven Xavior, trying for a high angle German suplex. Xavior counters and flips behind Rev, grabs him for a suplex of his own, Rev rolls forward between his legs, catches Steven’s right leg, hops up and nails a Saito suplex on the King of the Ring. Incendio charges over at Jay Impact and takes him down once again with a running shin smash, whilst Crysis starts pounding Manny Genocide with uppercuts in the corner)
Art Campbell: The Rev looks like he’s relishing a chance to get his hands on Steven Xavior again folks ... these two men faced each other in the 2009 King of the Ring final in Richmond a year ago, in front of Xavior’s hometown fans, and as we all know on that night, Xavior beat Rev!
Jake Ryland: And he’ll beat him again tonight Art, mark my words!
Art Campbell: I hope you’re right Jake! This guy has caused nothing but trouble in the PWSR for poor Skylar Mosier!
(Crysis nails Manny with a piledriver which temporarily takes him out of commission. Rev rolls under the bottom rope and grabs a steel chair, bringing it into the ring and nailing Steven Xavior across the face with it. The fans are booing loudly as Rev passes the chair to Incendio, who uses it on Jay Impact. Referee Kealen Foster manages to grab the chair out of the ring)
Jake Ryland: This is ridiculous!
Macho Man: It’s perfectly legal to go under the bottom rope and get a chair Jake ... he didn’t go over the top, so he’s not eliminated
Jake Ryland: Oh it may be legal, but it’s damn sure not sporting!
Macho Man: Sportsmanship never won anything Jake ... it’s not cheating if it’s within the rules.
Crowd: 10 ... 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 ... 3 .... 2 ... 1 ...
(“Enemy” by Sevendust gets played and the fans erupt into an enormous round of applause and screaming. PWSX’s Keith Danielson walks down the aisle to the ring)
Macho Man: What an ovation for Keith Danielson, one of the most popular superstars in the history of the PWSX!
Art Campbell: Keith looks more determined than ever here tonight folks, he knows what it’s like to be the world champion, to headline the biggest shows ... and I have to believe he would do anything to get back there again!
Jake Ryland: Keith wrestled Shane Fuller for the world title one year ago at Blood Wars, of course!
(Danielson jumps into the ring and immediately grabs Incendio in an ankle lock, getting another massive cheer from the fans, but Incendio rolls through and counters. Danielson turns back and nails Manny Genocide with his trademark Maple Leaf Slam. Keith pops up behind Crysis and hits him with a massive Maple Leaf Slam as well and the fans continue cheering Danielson. He gets up behind Rev and goes for another slam, but Rev reverses, arm drags Keith across the ring and charges at him with a spear. Keith jumps over, Rev crashes into the turnbuckles, Incendio runs at Keith with a hurricanrana, taking him down and rolling him straight into a lights out kick from Steven Xavior)
Art Campbell: Look at the chaos! There’s so much going on in the ring right now ....
Jake Ryland: This kind of action is the reason people love the Rumble Art, it’s a once a year event and the atmosphere in this building right now is electrifying!
Crowd: 10 .. 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ... 1 ....
(“Superbeast” by Rob Zombie is heard through the speakers, and Dante Vincent from the PWSi walks down the ramp, jumps in the ring and immediately takes Steven Xavior down with a dropkick. Dante turns around and lifts Danielson up in the air for a powerbomb, slamming the Canadian into a crowd of other superstars, taking them all down. Dante finds himself getting spun around, scooped up in the air and nailed with a running powerslam by Crysis, which sends the crowd into a frenzy)
Jake Ryland: Dante Vincent lost that Global Freedom title match earlier tonight but he was looking strong there in this Rumble!
Macho Man: Until Crysis put him down on the mat where he belongs!
(Crysis charges at Incendio again, but Incendio ducks down out the way and Crysis goes flying towards Danielson. Keith drops to the mat and trips Crysis over, catches the leg and holds on, getting him in the ankle lock. Xavior immediately pops up behind Keith and nails him with a German suplex, but Keith flips out over Steven’s head, lands awkwardly, and instantly gets nailed with a dropkick to the back from Rev. Keith flies forwards into Xavior, who crashes into Crysis, sending him flying into Jay Impact in the corner)
Art Campbell: DOMINO EFFECT!
(Keith turns around and grabs Rev, flattening him with a double-knee facebuster. Manny Genocide hits a monkey flip on Impact out of the corner, over Crysis, and Incendio takes him out in mid-air with an underhook DDT. The clock appears on the Smarkstron again)
Crowd: 10 ... 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 .... 5 .... 4 ... 3 ... 2 .... 1
(“The Ripper” blares out and the fans boo the arrival of Dynamite, who sprints to the ring and immediately hits a crossbody on Dante Vincent. Rev catches Keith in a hammerlock in the corner, bounces off the second rope and springboards over his head with a cutter-like move which flattens the Canadian hero. Incendio and Manny team up momentarily again to attack Xavior, but their alliance is short-lived, as Manny turns around and almost kicks Incendio’s head off with a sick inziguiri)
Jake Ryland: One third of the participants have now entered the ring .... nine of them are still there, and this match is really starting to hot up now! The intense, amazing level of competitiveness in this match is absolutely incredible
Macho Man: For once Jake, I agree with you!
Art Campbell: That’s why this is the most anticipated match in the history of the PWS, Macho Man!
(Xavior and Dante start trading punches, whilst Incendio and Danielson try to outwrestle each other on the mat. Rev rolls out of the ring looking to grab a chair again but is restrained by Kealen Foster. Jay Impact takes Manny down with a thunderous spear, and gets up to a big cheer from the crowd, only to be scooped up and slammed to the mat by Dynamite. Dante Vincent leans over the ropes, grabs Rev by the hair and starts trying to drag him up over the ropes back into the ring, when suddenly, Xavior creeps up behind him and scoops his legs up ... sending him flying over the top rope to the floor. Rev rolls back into the ring)
Jake Ryland: Dante Vincent is out! Steven Xavior just tossed Dante out over the top rope to the floor ... and we’re down to eight in the ring! It’s not been a great night for Dante after his strong debut performance at Day of Reckoning.
Art Campbell: Well things aren’t looking good for the PWSi so far Jake ... two eliminations already for you guys!
Macho Man: I’ve already told you all, PWSX will win the Rumble again this year!
Crowd: 10 ... 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ... 1 ....
(Something in your mouth by Nickleback hits, and the fans boo.)
Macho Man: And here we go! Jessica Michaels on her way to the ring at number 11.
(She runs to the ring and rolls in, getting right into the thick of things going right after Keith. She drills him with a few shots, then begins to change her target to Dynamite. Rev and Incendio team up, teetering Impact on the top rope, trying to push him over the top. Crysis comes up from behind Jessica Michaels and drills her with a powerful back suplex.)
Jake Ryland: And this match is already hectic, and we’re just really getting under way here.
Art Campbell: Well this match is going to be hard to call, but we’re certainly doing our best with all the action going on in the ring.
(Xavior saves Impact, probably inadvertently by kicking Incendio in the hamstring, causing him to change his target to Steven. Incendio and Rev let go of Impact, and begin to double team Xavior. Keith gets to his feet, and tosses Manny Genocide over the top, but Genocide lands on the apron and rolls back in.)
Macho Man: Shoot, I was hoping we’d get rid of that Sci-Fi reject already.
Art Campbell: Well Manny hung on, and both feet did not hit the floor so he is still in this thing.
(Crysis and Dynamite have Jessica Michaels in the corner, holding on for dear life so she doesn’t get tossed over. Impact suddenly comes flying off the top rope unnoticed onto the unsuspecting Incendio and Rev, taking them both down.)
Jake Ryland: Beautiful cross body by Impact there taking down both men!
Macho Man: But incredibly stupid. You NEVER go to the top in a match like this.
Art Campbell: Well he’s safe for now… and here comes another!
Crowd: 10…9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1!
(Happy by Mudvayne hits, and the fans cheer as Jeremy Rider sprints to the ring and slides in. He leaps and drills Keith Danielson with a drop kick, sending him to the mat. Manny Genocide is next to get hit with a dropkick, and get taken down. He runs over and hit’s Crysis and Dynamite with a double drop kick, making both of them stumble backwards.)
Jake Ryland: And now this is what I like to see! A PWSi guy on fire in there.
(Jeremy turns, and ducks Incendio going for a clothesline. Rider drills Incendio with a hard right hand to the face, sending him into the middle of the ring. Jeremy smirks, and springs to the middle rope, obviously going for some sort of springboard. However from behind, Rev comes out of nowhere and pushes Rider over the top and out to the floor.)
Macho Man: HA! Looks like that fire just got put out…
Art Campbell: Yeah, by a PWSR guy!
(Rev turns and grins at his handy work, but is quickly brought back to reality by a forearm to the head by Xavior. In the corner, Jessica Michaels takes it to Dynamite with a series of punches and stomps. Keith Danielson and El Incendio trade rights and lefts, before Incendio misses a big right hand, and gets drilled with a German Suplex by Keith.)
Jake Ryland: You can’t help but be impressed by Steven Xavior here, in since number one.
Macho Man: I’m very impressed. And at the same respect, you have to be impressed with Incendio who’s been in there since number two!
Art Campbell: Everyone so far in this match being very impressive! And I think it’s time for another one!
Crowd: 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...
(I am everything by Tech N9ne hits, and the fans instantly boo as Omen makes his way slowly to the ring.)
Macho Man: Well here comes trouble… I wish he could have gotten a higher number, but, we’ll take 13.
Jake Ryland: Fitting is it not? Omen drawing number 13... Unlucky 13.
Art Campbell: Well Omen claims he doesn’t believe in luck, so let’s see if this phases him.
(Omen gets onto the apron, and stands there for a moment. He suddenly reaches over the top, and grabs Dynamite who is back to Omen. Omen locks in a version of The Unholy Cross. Dynamite struggles, and Omen lifts him completely over the top rope, still in the choke hold. He then unceremoniously tosses Dynamite down and onto the mat, and enters the ring.)
Jake Ryder: Damn! There goes Dynamite.
Macho Man: And that’s domination. 10 seconds into the match and Omen already got his first elimination.
(Omen begins striking anyone around him, making a beeline towards El Incendio. Incendio and Omen meet in the center of the ring, and begin to exchange blows. Omen backs him into the corner, and goes to work on him. Jessica Michaels tosses Keith over the top, but Keith skins the cat, and is right back in. Impact gets worked on in the corner by Rev, as Manny Genocide and Xavior brawl close to the ropes.)
Art Campbell: All this action… you can’t help but just love the rumble!
(Omen takes El Incendio, and tosses him over the top rope. However, Incendio holds on and lands on his feet on the apron. Omen turns to see Incendio’s not gone and charges. Incendio ducks and shoulder blocks Omen in the gut, sending Omen stumbling back. However out of nowhere Steven Xavior runs and baseball slides Incendio in the legs, sending Incendio down to the mat.)
Macho Man: WHAT!? No!
Jake Ryland: And there goes El Incendio thanks to Steven Xavior!
Art Campbell: And Incendio goes out just in time for someone else to come in!
Crowd: 10...9...8...
(Inside the ring, Omen clotheslines Rev up and over the top rope! His feet miss the apron.)
Art Campbell: Rev’s gone! WOW!
Jake Ryland: NO! Look!
(Rev lands feet first on top of Incendio’s back, and pushes off Incendio and back into the ring.)
Macho Man: That’s… BRILLIANT!
Jake Ryland: Can he do that?
Art Campbell: His feet didn’t hit the floor, so I don’t see why not! And here comes number 14!
Crowd: 1!
(Indian Outlaw by Tim McGraw hits, and the fans cheer like crazy. Mack sprints to the ring and slides in, only to get stomped by Manny Genocide. Mack slowly gets up even through the onslaught of Genocide, and drills him with a right hand. Jessica Michaels comes out of nowhere and clotheslines Manny Genocide, sending him over the top rope, and onto the apron.)
Art Campbell: Oh and Manny coming close to being eliminated again!
(Manny gets to his feet, only to be dropkicked out by Rev.)
Jake Ryland: And that’s it for Genocide! Eliminated by Revolution.
Macho Man: GOOD! Hit the showers freak.
(Rev smirks looking at his handy work, but suddenly from behind Keith Danielson lifts Rev up and dumps him over the ropes! Rev barely hangs on with one hand, and pulls himself back into the ring.)
Art Campbell: Rev must have 9 lives, he’s been close to going now for a while.
Jake Ryland: You got that right. And what about Xavior now? He’s been in there the longest thus far.
(Rev gets to his feet, and stumbles into the corner. Jessica Michaels teeters on the top rope via Crysis, but she fights him off. Mack Carmichael and Keith Danielson double team Omen in the corner. Suddenly, we see Rev pull something out of the front of his pants.)
Art Campbell: Are those…
Macho Man: Handcuffs!?
(Rev takes one end of the cuffs and cuffs them to his left wrist, then takes the other end and cuffs himself to the top turn post.)
Jake Ryland: What in the hell is he doing?
Macho Man: Well… if you’re handcuffed to the top rope… you can’t be eliminated! This guy’s a genius! Why isn’t he on PWSX!?
Art Campbell: This is ridiculous! And with all this Tom Foolery, I didn’t notice we’re almost ready for another person! And we know who it is! Number 15.
Crowd: 5...4...3...2...1!
(Sexy Naughty Bitchy me by Tata Young hits, and the fans boo as Trisha sprints to the ring. She rolls in, and delivers a hard kick right to the gut of Jessica Michaels, sending her down to the mat. Moore then sets her sites on Keith, hitting him with a hard low below, taking him down instantly. She turns and looks at Rev in the corner, and just shakes her head. Out of nowhere Crysis drills her with a right hand, stumbling her.)
Art Campbell: Trisha on fire here… but I’m still distracted by the antics of Rev!
Jake Ryland: In all my years I’ve never seen that.
(Mack Carmichael gets drilled with a vertical suplex by Impact, taking him down hard. Xavior goes over to Rev, but Rev flails wildly with his free hand and feet, and Steven just gives up. Crysis backs Trisha into the ropes, and backs up. He charges, going for a clothesline, but Trisha ducks. Crysis goes over the top, but hangs on and lands on his feet. Trisha goes to hit him off, but Crysis drills her with a right hand, sending her to the mat. Out of nowhere Impact leaps over Trisha, and hits Crysis with a forearm across the face, sending Crysis off the apron and to the mat.)
Jake Ryland: And there goes Crysis.
Macho Man: Thanks for coming.
(Trisha gets up and Impact smirks, clearly proud of himself. Trisha claps, and tells him to lean down, puckering her lips.)
Art Campbell: Don’t do it Jay…
(Jay leans down, only to be slapped by Lee Moore. He turns back around, and she kicks him in the crotch, and tosses him over the top and to the mat.)
Macho Man: HA! And there goes Impact too!
Jake Ryland: It’s almost impossible to follow all this… and look! Time for number 16!
Crowd: 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2..1
(Disturbed’s Indestructible hits, and the fans go nuts as Laura Phoenix runs to the ring and slides in.)
Art Campbell: And business I believe has just picked up!
(Phoenix quickly drops Trisha Lee Moore with a quick clothesline, and gives the same to Jessica Michaels. Mack Carmichael goes to the top rope, and Laura turns and drills him with the Kick To Damnation, sending him off the top and to the floor below.)
Macho Man: *Sigh* I TOLD YOU! Stay off the top!
Jake Ryland: Well it’s too late now, Mack is out of there.
(Phoenix then turns her sights on Omen, trying to push him over the top. Keith Danielson begins to go to over to Rev, but gets a right hand for his troubles. Trisha Lee Moore and Jessica Michaels both begin to work at Laura Phoenix in the corner. Steven Xavior gets Omen up, but gets a throat-thrust for his troubles.)
Macho Man: Alright guys, put up time. Who are you picking so far?
Art Campbell: Well I’ll go with Laura Phoenix. She’s the freshest so far.
Jake Ryland: I’m sticking with Xavior! He’s made it this far at least… What about you Macho?
Macho man: I’m going with Omen… or Rev. Who’s going to eliminate a handcuffed man!?
( Jessica Michaels and Trisha both get knocked down by a clothesline by Phoenix, but then Laura gets taken down with a shoulder block from Omen. Out of nowhere Keith and Xavior both toss Omen over the top, but Omen hangs on and rolls back in.)
Art Campbell: And here it goes… we’re counting down again.
Crowd: 10...9...8...7.…6...5...4...3...2..1..!
(The life I live by Sevin hits, and the fans cheer as Flex Johnson runs down towards the ring. He slides in, and goes right after Omen, helping Xavior ground the man in the corner. Keith Danielson gets pushed over the top rope by Trisha Lee Moore, but hangs on, and rolls back in. Trisha Lee Moore delivers a hard DDT to Laura Phoenix, and then goes over and quickly slaps Rev, infuriating him. She grins, but is suddenly hit with a running forearm by Flex, taking her down. )
Jake Ryland: I STILL can’t believe The Revolution is allowed to just stand there handcuffed.
Art Campbell: Well there are no rules, so he can I guess.
Macho Man: What a match this has been, and we’re far from done boys!
(Omen takes it to Keith Danielson now in the corner, and Xavior tries to send Jessica Michaels up and over the top rope. Laura Phoenix locks Trisha into a headlock, grounding both of them. Rev stands in the corner, watching the action. Flex takes Omen and whips him towards the lounging Rev, and Rev gets his boot up. Omen stumbles out, and Flex hits him with a running back elbow, dropping the big man.)
Jake Ryland: Man this time is just flying!
Art Campbell: You got that right… in fact… it’s time for number 18!
Macho Man: I can’t wait…
Crowd: 10...9...8...7...6...5...4..3...2...1!
(A New Day by Adelitas Way hits, and the fans boo instantly as Mike Dunn approaches the ring..)
Jake Ryland: OH BOY. Here comes Mike Dunn!
Macho Man: And don’t forget the bounty on his head! That’s important here.
(Mike Dunn enters the ring, and delivers a head butt to Flex, taking him down. Keith gets one as well, as does Xavior. Laura gets a right hand from the big man, as does Lee Moore, flooring them both. Dunn then drills Jessica with a big boot. Omen comes over, only to get a big chop to the chest. Out of nowhere Rev puts his legs up onto the head of the big man, trying to choke him out with his legs!)
Jake Ryland: Dunn just cleared the ring, but now Rev has him in a choke hold!
(Rev slowly begins to lean the giant towards the ropes, trying to eliminate him with his legs. However, Mike Dunn grabs the legs of Rev, and with all his strength, breaks the hold. Dunn holds Rev up by both legs with a smirk.)
Art Campbell: Uh oh… this doesn’t look good for Rev…
(Dunn takes Rev and toss him backwards over the turn post, leaving Rev dangling helplessly by his left wrist, feet hanging above the floor. Rev writes in pain as the cuff wrenches his wrist.)
Macho Man: Look! He CAN’T be eliminated! His feet are dangling above the mat!
(Mike Dunn reaches over, and hit’s the defenceless Rev with multiple hard right hands to the forehead. He then grabs Rev by the head, and begins to drill him head first over and over again into the steel turn post. He then lets go and leaves Rev dangling over the turn post, now busted open from the steel post.)
Jake Ryland: Ohhh, The Revolution is busted wide open!
Art Campbell: I think he may be unconscious!
(Back in the ring, Xavior and Keith go to work on Omen, stomping him down on the mat. Flex charges Dunn, but gets a big boot for his troubles. Suddenly, Trisha, Laura, and Jessica all charge Dunn, trying to shove him over the top. The lean the big man against the top rope, trying to lift his massive legs.)
Jake Ryland: Oh my God! Can they do it?
Art Campbell: I guess they’d split the bounty…
(However, Dunn just pushes all three off as if they’re nothing, and then drops all three with consecutive right hands.)
Art Campbell: Well that didn’t work… but good effort.
Macho Man: Stupid broads.
Crowd: 10...9...8...
Art Campbell: Oh wow, another entry coming up!
Crowd: 5...4...3...2...1...
(Wrong or Right by DMX hits loud over the system, and the fans boo as Alpha runs to the ring. He drills Mike Dunn with a shoulder block that actually stumbles the big man. Alpha wastes no time, and goes over after Flex and Keith. He tosses Flex over the top, and then grabs Keith and tosses him over right next to Flex. Both of them however hold onto the top rope, and begin to try to skin the cat. However, both men, while still holding on for dear life, begin to kick at each other, both trying to eliminate the other. However, both men drop to the apron, and roll in.)
Art Campbell: We almost just had two eliminations there!
Macho Man: That would have been awesome! I hate them both!
Jake Ryland: You hate everyone.
(Back in the middle of the ring, the massive Mike Dunn holds Trisha Lee Moore up in a military press position, looking to the outside.)
Art Campbell: Oh God no! He’s going to toss Trisha into the 5th row!
(From behind however Laura Phoenix hit’s the big man with a low below, and he almost drops Moore but she lands on her feet. Laura grabs Dunn for a DDT, and Moore does the same on the other side of him. Both women drop, drilling Dunn with a hard Double-DDT!)
Jake Ryland: They did it! They took the big man down!
Macho Man: WHAT!? I think the ring just shook.
(Both women get up and the fans cheer. They high five, and Laura turns to go after Omen. However, before Laura knows why hit her, Trisha grabs her and tosses her over the top rope to the floor to a HUGE boo by the fans.)
Art Campbell: DAMN! That’s GOT to be an upset Phoenix going so soon…
Macho Man: I give it up for Trisha! That’s brilliant! Everyone for themselves.
Jake Ryland: Well that’s true. I guess that’s Laura’s thanks for saving Moore.
(Phoenix gets to her feet on the outside cursing out Trisha as the clock begins to tick down.)
Art Campbell: Well… who’s next?
Crowd: 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1!
(I get money Instrumental hits, and the fans show their displeasure as Aguston gets to the ring.)
Macho Man: Here we go! This may be my new favorite to win! I love this guy.
Jake Ryland: Well it sounds like you’re the only one.
(Aguston rolls in, and goes right after Omen, taking him out by the legs and beating him down. Alpha Dog corners Jessica Michaels, and tries to get her over the top rope. Flex and Keith battle on the other side of the ring, and Trisha Lee Moore goes over to help Alpha try to eliminate Michaels.)
Macho Man: I think we need someone to check on Rev… oh. He’s stirring!
(Rev pulls himself up, so he is almost up and over the turn post again. However out of nowhere, Xavior sprints across the ring, and drills Rev right in the face with a running knee hit, sending Rev back to dangling by the cuffs.)
Jake Ryland: Serves him right! He should not be trying to cheat his way out of this rumble.
Art Campbell: He better hope those don’t snap…
(Xavior turns, and gets drilled with a clothesline by Flex. Xavior goes over, but is able to slide back in.)
Macho Man: Damnit! Get that charity case out of here!
Jake Ryland: Come on! Give him his props, he’s been in there since number 1!
(Keith Danielson begins to stomp at Mike Dunn as he begins to get up, and Flex comes over and joins the cause.)
Art Campbell: Well… at least if he’s down you can’t be eliminated by him!
Jake Ryland: Yeah, but you can’t eliminate him either!
Macho Man: Quiet! Here comes number 21!
Crowd: 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...
(Rock you like a hurricane by The Scorpions hits, and Paddy O’Sullivan runs to the ring. He rolls in, and begins to go right after Alamar Aguston. He drills him with multiple shots to the back. Aguston turns around, and drills Paddy with a right hand, stumbling Paddy back. Jessica Michaels comes out of nowhere and drills Paddy with a cross body, taking him down.)
Macho Man: Well Paddy was derailed quickly.
Art Campbell: Hey look, Rev’s back in!
(Rev finally crawls over the turn post, back into the ring, still cuffed and bleeding. Alamar drills Flex with a right hand, and turns around right into the arms of Keith Danielson. Danielson lifts Alamar up and over his head and over the top rope with a belly to belly suplex. Alamar flys down onto the mat hard.)
Macho Man: WHAT!? No!!!
Jake Ryland: Yes! There goes that arrogant Alamar Aguston!
(Keith turns, and Flex goes to drill him with a big boot. However Keith catches his foot, and cranks in an Ankle Lock!)
Art Campbell: Ankle Lock!
Jake Ryland: Well you can’t eliminate anyone with it… but effective!
(Flex stumbles, trying not to fall, and grabs the top rope. Keith lifts him up, wrenching on the ankle, but Flex refuses to let go of the top rope. Out of nowhere, Flex pulls all his weight over the top rope, using the momentum to roll Keith over the top as well, sending him down to the mat below. However Flex holds on, and skins the cat!)
Macho Man: IDIOT!
Jake Ryland: Wow! And there goes Keith!
Art Campbell: Just in time for number 22!
Crowd: 10...9.…8.…7.…6.…5...4...3...2...1...
(Fight the good fight by Triumph hits, and the fans go wild as Duke Russell makes his way down to the ring.)
Jake Ryland: And there he is! Duke Russell!!
Macho Man: Yay… someone older than me.
(Duke rolls in, and goes right after The Alpha Dog, lighting him up with a flurry of right hands, backing him into a corner. Omen takes it to Xavior, beating him down in the corner. Trisha Lee Moore tosses Jessica Michaels over the top rope, but she lands on her feet.)
Macho Man: NO! Jessica’s… no! She held on. Thank God.
(Mike Dunn shoves Trisha to the mat, and grabs Jessica by the skull. He then delivers a massive head butt, sending her back and down onto the floor below.)
Jake Ryland: She didn’t hold on that time.
Art Campbell: Nope not at all… but look out! Here comes Flex!
(Flex charges Mike Dunn, but Dunn just lifts Flex up almost into a military press, and tosses him to the floor below, sending Flex down onto his ribs hard.)
Jake Campbell: Damn… did you hear that impact?
Art Campbell: I think everyone did.
(Paddy is next to charge Dunn, but Dunn tosses him over the top rope with one hand. However, Paddy lands on his feet on the apron. Mike Dunn turns and see’s this, and drills Paddy in the face with a big boot, sending Paddy flying down onto the floor with Michaels and Flex.)
Macho Man: Mike Dunn is on fire here!
(Dunn turns around, and Duke and Xavior come out of nowhere, both jumping and hitting Dunn with shoulder blocks at the same time. Dunn stumbles into the ropes, and his arms get caught up and tied in the ropes!)
Art Campbell: He’s in no man’s land now!
Jake Ryland: But look! Another entry time!
Crowd: 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3.…2..1...
(Doomslayer by Darkest hour hits, and the fans boo as Axle books it to the ring.)
Art Campbell: Well I should be happy it’s a PWSR guy… but…
(Axle rolls in, and grabs one of the massive legs of Dunn. Duke and Xavior join in, trying to tip the big man over the top rope. Alpha Dog, Omen, and Trisha Lee Moore also come over to help!)
Jake Ryland: That’s 6 people trying to eliminate Mike Dunn!
(Rev… helpless, just kicks at the top rope to slightly inconvenience Mike Dunn by making the ropes squeeze his arms tighter. All 6 people get Dunn up, but suddenly his arms slip from the ropes grasp, and he fights them all off with rights and lefts, head butts, shoves, anything he can.)
Macho Man: I’ll hand it to him, THAT’S impressive to fight all them off.
Jake Ryland: You got that right… can anybody eliminate this man?
(Everyone goes back to fighting their own battles, Axle goes after Omen, Trisha and Alpha square off, and Xavior and Duke battle the giant Mike Dunn.)
Art Campbell: And here comes number 24!
Crowd: 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1..
(Lose yourself hits, and Marcus Redd runs to the ring to a huge ovation.)
Jake Ryland: And here comes PWSR’s Marcus Redd! He got a lucky draw here.
Macho man(Mumbles): He probably stole it.
(Redd rolls in, and goes right after The Alpha Dog. The two of them exchange shots in the corner, and Redd trys to get Alpha over the top.)
Art Campbell: No love lost between these two.
Jake Ryland: You can tell, Redd going for the kill right away there.
(Omen takes it to Duke Russell in the corner, choking him violently. Axle comes up and begins to beat down Redd, and Alpha assists him. Xavior gets stomped down in the corner by Mike Dunn. Trisha Lee Moore runs at Rev, but gets a right hand for her troubles.)
Jake Ryland: I still can’t believe Xavior’s lasted this long!
Macho Man: It is impressive, I’ll give him that.
(Mike Dunn grabs Axle, and tosses him over the top rope.)
Art Campbell: And out goes Axle!
(Axle holds onto the ropes!)
Jake Ryland: No! He’s still on.
(Axle goes to skin the cat, but Redd comes out of nowhere and dropkicks Axle in the back, sending him out to the floor!)
Art Campbell: NOW Axle’s gone!
Macho Man: And just in time for number 25!
Crowd: 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...
(Twighlight Zone by 2 Unlimited hits, and Marcus Cage slowly walks out onto the stage, and towards the ring. We see Alpha in the ring, telling him to come on and get some.)
Art Campbell: Alpha wants him some of Marcus Cage…
Jake Ryland: What the hell?
(Doom suddenly bursts from the crowd and runs up behind Alpha, grabbing him and tossing him over the top rope. Marcus Cage rolls in meanwhile, and Doom heads up the ramp yelling “How’s that for doing something!?” Alpha looks at Doom, obviously pissed, and heads to the back after him.)
Macho Man: Wait… can that idiot do that?
Art Campbell: He most certainly can.
Jake Ryland: Well, this has certainly been an explosive rumble!
(Omen beats down Xavior with multiple right hands and shots in one corner. In another, Mike Dunn begins to light Moore’s chest up with hard chops. Cage, the freshest man, goes right over to the corner and begins to beat down on Rev.)
Macho Man: Come on! The man’s handcuffed! Cut him a break!
Jake Ryland: A break!? He’s done nothing!
Mach Man: Look at the man! He’s busted wide open.
(Back in the ring, Duke tosses Omen over the top, but Omen fights his way back in. Marcus Redd goes at it with Trisha Lee Moore, and Xavior gets some hard kicks into Dunn.)
Jake Ryland: This has been amazing… and who will be number 26!?
Crowd: 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1
(Danny Walker runs to the ring at #26, getting booed by the fans as he comes down the ramp)
Macho Man: This Danny Walker kid has been impressive in recent weeks on Warzone, let’s see what he’s got here tonight on the big stage at Blood Wars!
(Walker gets into the ring and is immediately taken down by Redd, who leaps into the air with a spinning kick. Redd turns around and takes a massive codebreaker from Marcus Cage. Cage spins around and finds Rev wrapping his legs around Cage’s face and pulling him into the corner, locking in a modified version of the Gogoplata over the top rope. Cage almost falls out of the ring but manages to hang on, and slides back in under the bottom rope)
Jake Ryland: The Rev is STILL causing trouble in there handcuffed to that top rope .... nobody can actually get him out of the ring!
Macho Man: Nope, but it looks like he can still be a threat in the match, he almost took Cage over the top there
(Trisha finds herself being targeted by Mike Dunn, and gets lifted into the air. Thankfully, she turns it into a hurricanrana and brings the big man down again. Duke Russell continues to dominate on Omen in the corner, as the fans wait for the next entrant to arrive)
Crowd: 10 ... 9 .... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ... 1
(“Aww Naw” starts playing inside the Georgia Dome and the fans explode cheering for fan favourite, Josiah Cena from PWSR. He charges straight down to the ring, dives in under the ropes and heads towards Rev in the corner, hammering him with hard right hands and choking the life out of him across the top rope)
Art Campbell: Yes! Josiah Cena is finally getting his hands on that bastard! Kick his ass Cena!
Macho Man: Whatever happened to fair and impartial broadcasting, Art?
Art Campbell: WILL YOU STOP?!
(Cena starts hitting a series of running shoulderblocks on Rev in the corner, until he’s eventually tripped up by Trisha Lee Moore, who rakes him in the eyes and nails a DDT. Redd manages to hit a springboard dropkick on Duke Russell, which sends him flying backwards into an enormous codebreaker from Cage, who poses for the fans momentarily, but is quickly interrupted by Omen, who kicks him in the legs and brings him down to the mat. Xavior sprints over and nails him with a shining wizard)
Jake Ryland: Great offense from Steven Xavior! Cage is down, and after his performance at the Battlebowl, you gotta feel that Cage would be one of the favourites to win this thing now.
(Mike Dunn nails a headbutt on Omen, and the two big guys begin trading punches in the middle of the ring. Xavior and Redd start fighting as well, Redd ducks a clothesline from Xavior and scoops him up for a powerbomb. Xavior jumps out behind Redd, spins him around and goes for a tiger driver, Trisha nails Steven with a low blow and Redd drops to the mat.)
Crowd: 10 .. 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 ... 3... 2 .... 1
(“Die MF Die” by Dope blares out now and Mr Anderson runs to the ring. The fans begin cheering loudly again as he arrives in the ring and takes Tony Angel down with an enormous spear)
Macho Man: WOAH! Anderson taking down one half of the tag champions Tony Angel, and you have to remember folks, Mr Anderson is gunning for those titles that Tank and Angel hold!
Jake Ryland: Indeed he is, Anderson’s tag team partner Keith Danielson was eliminated earlier tonight of course by Flex Johnson ... the lucha libre champion!
Macho Man: Ah shut up with your lucha libre!
(Redd goes for Da Hook-up on Xavior, who blocks it and nails him with the DFI! Duke lifts Redd up and powerslams him over the top rope to the floor)
Jake Ryland: Redd is out! Marcus Redd is out of the Rumble match!
Art Campbell: Oh man ... Redd’s not gonna be happy about that! After all the classic battles that he’s had with Steven Xavior in the past ...
Macho Man: Well, I guess that was another one!
(Duke gets up after slamming Redd and turns around, being staggered by a right hand from Dunn. Dunn scoops the old man up and hits a hard chokeslam, leaving Duke laying on the mat. Trisha tries to springboard off the second rope, but Rev kicks the rope away and she falls out between the ropes to the floor. Trisha angrily gets back in the ring and charges straight at Marcus Cage, taking him down with a crossbody. The crowd start counting again as the clock appears on the screen)
Crowd: 10 ... 9 .... 8 ... 7 ... 6 .... 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 .... 1!
(The Godzilla theme plays and Makua Koa comes out to the ring, receiving another big cheer from the crowd, who are getting more and more excited as the match progresses. Makua gets in and nails Dunn with a stiff lariat, bringing him down and getting a massive pop from the fans. Makua lifts Trisha up and nails her with a powerbomb, dropping her right on top of Dunn)
Jake Ryland: Makua Koa is making an impact! What a way to start out the rumble, and he’s got a great number here as well coming in at 29 .... could Makua really complete his rampage tonight by winning the Rumble match and going to Destiny?
Art Campbell: I see no reason why he can’t Jake, Makua is one hell of an athlete as we all saw earlier tonight!
(Danny Walker, who had previously been resting in the corner trying to stay out of the firing line, pops up to his feet and hits a low blow on Xavior, bringing him down. Walker starts stomping away on Steven’s head, and is eventually pulled off by Duke, who spears Danny across the ring. Trisha and Omen start exchanging punches, but Omen overpowers her and suplexes her right across the turnbuckles.)
Art Campbell: Oh .... Trisha’s going out here ....
(Trisha grabs hold of the ropes and pulls herself back into the ring)
Macho Man: SHE IS NOT!
Jake Ryland: Trisha again manages to survive in this incredibly intense Rumble for the Right match!
(Josiah Cena gets caught by surprise by Anderson, who nails him with a springboard DDT. Makua continues his rampage by pounding on Marcus Cage. Mike Dunn lifts Xavior up for a mass effect, but Xavior manages to counter and land on his feet. All the guys in the match run over and start trying to lift Dunn out of the ring again, sending the fans crazy)
Macho Man: This bounty is gonna be split a lot of ways folks ... there’s about nine guys there trying to get Dunn out of the ring!
Jake Ryland: Max Sheppard will be loving this! Hell, I’m loving this!
(Xavior breaks away from the pack and heads to the other side of the ring. The guys manage to push Dunn out, but he lands on the apron and stands back up, knocking everyone away from him with hard punches. Suddenly, Steven runs up, jumps onto Makua’s back and nails his trademark Lights Out kick on Dunn, sending him crashing down to the floor. The fans explode with excitement)
Jake Ryland: DUNN IS OUT! MIKE DUNN JUST GOT HIS LIGHTS TURNED OUT BY STEVEN XAVIOR!
Art Campbell: And Xavior just made himself $50,000 richer folks!
Jake Ryland: Wow ... what a moment ... these fans in Atlanta are on their feet again! And here comes the final superstar ...
Crowd: 10 ... 9 ... 8 ... 7 .... 6 .... 5 ... 4 ...
(Dunn scrambles back into the ring, Anderson is groggy from a punch and Makua springs up behind him to toss him over the top rope to the floor)
Jake Ryland: ANDERSON IS GONE NOW!
Crowd: .... 3 .... 2 .... 1 ....
(“Only The Strongest Will Survive” plays through the speakers as Tony Angel, who won the #30 spot earlier in the night, enters the arena and walks to the ring)
Jake Ryland: Ladies and gentlemen we are just minutes away from the biggest match in the history of Pro Wrestling Smarks, a match which can quite literally change lives forever. The time is drawing near folks, history will be written at the Georgia Dome here tonight.
Art Campbell: This is as big as it gets. Thirty of the best superstars this business has ever seen, one match ... only one man can go on and headline Destiny. And of course Jake, last year’s winner Mack Payne went on to be inducted into the Hall of Fame this year.
Macho Man: ... and whichever PWSX superstar wins it this year will be inducted into the Hall of Fame as well Art, and don’t say it’s not going to happen! We won the Rumble last year, we won the Battlebowl in August ...
Art Campbell: Will you shut up?! This is the first Rumble match to feature the PWS International brand of course, eight different nationalities represented in tonight’s match – and we are being seen live from the Georgia Dome in over 80 countries ... this truly is a global phenomenon!
Jake Ryland: Wait ... Macho Man ... are you drinking ... PEPSI?! At ringside?!
Macho Man: Yeh, it’s part of our sponsorship deal ... I’m getting paid to drink Pepsi during the rumble. Great, isn’t it?
Art Campbell: NO!
Jake Ryland: Can I have some?!
Macho Man: NO YOU CANNOT! Harold is standing by in the ring ...
(Harold Robinson gets into the ring with a microphone as the ring is finally cleared, the ringbell rings three times, and the fans rise up to their feet in anticipation)
Harold Robinson: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for the 2010 Rumble ... For The Right ... Match! Here are the rules. In a few moments, the superstars who drew numbers one and two respectively will enter the ring and the match will begin. Every two minutes hereafter, another participant will enter the ring according to the number that they drew. Eliminations occur when a superstar is thrown OVER the top rope, and BOTH feet must touch the floor. The last man or woman standing in the ring after all other participants have been eliminated will be declared the winner of the Rumble match, and will receive a guaranteed shot at their brand’s World Championship at DESTINY!
(“Death Before Dishonor” by Five Finger Death Punch plays out through the Blood Wars stage and the fans explode cheering as PWSi’s Steven Xavior runs out to the ring)
Harold Robinson: Introducing the participant who drew number 1 ... from Hampton Roads, Virginia, weighing in at 230 pounds ... The X Factor, Steven Xavior!
Art Campbell: Well there you see folks, Steven Xavior, the man who has the unenviable task of entering first after losing the Fuck the Luck match earlier tonight. Xavior, of course, one of only seven men in this match who entered the 2009 Rumble; he came in as a rookie at number 27 that night and failed to win – he has an uphill battle tonight!
Jake Ryland: But look how far Xavior has come in a year, Art ... he’s the 2009 King of the Ring!
(“Stronger” by TRUSTCompany starts playing and PWSX superstar El Incendio comes up through the stage in a cloud of smoke to a chorus of boos)
Harold Robinson: And the man who drew number 2 ... from Guerrero, Mexico .. weighing in at 204 pounds ..... EL INCENDIO!
Macho Man: WHAT?! Who decided that El Incendio should enter number 2? This is an outrage!
Jake Ryland: It’s a random draw Macho Man! We’re about to see the King of X-Treme and the King of the Ring to head to head though for the first time in PWSmarks history ... for about two minutes anyway.
Macho Man: Yeh, unless Incendio tosses your boy Steven over the top rope before that two minutes is up Jake.
(Incendio and Xavior come face to face in the middle of the ring and the bell rings. The fans let out a massive cheer as the 2010 Rumble is underway. Incendio whips Xavior into the ropes right away and runs across the ring at him going for a crossbody, Xavior gets a foot up and kicks the Mexican in the midsection. Xavior starts kicking Incendio, who stays down on the floor and grabs hold of the bottom rope)
Macho Man: This is smart by El Incendio, as long as he’s got hold of that bottom rope, he’s a long way from the top rope, and that means he can’t be eliminated!
(Incendio rolls smartly out of the ring under the bottom rope, runs around the outside and gets back in on the other side of the ring, charging across and taking Steven down with a huracán rana. Incendio runs and tries to hit a rolling thunder, but Xavior leaps up and catches him in midair with a Samoan drop.)
Jake Ryland: What a move! It looks like Xavior’s got the better of Incendio here in the early going folks ... but really these guys are the ones who drew the short straw in this match, to start out the rumble and win is a virtually impossible task.
(Incendio gets back up and Xavior tries to throw him out over the ropes quickly before the next entrant comes in. Incendio grabs the top turnbuckle and jumps backwards, ramming Xavior into it. Incendio dropkicks Steven forwards and then spins him around and nails a DDT. The fans start counting down to the clock on the Smarkstron)
Crowd: 10 ... 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ... 1 ....
(The fans start to boo loudly as “Otherworld” plays on the speakers and Manny Genocide from the PWSR charges down the ramp towards the ring. Manny jumps in and goes right to work on Steven Xavior, hammering him with hard right hands as Incendio stands back in the corner and watches)
Art Campbell: Here’s Manny Genocide ... PWSR’s first entrant in this year’s Rumble going right to work on the former PWSR superstar Steven Xavior, and you have to believe folks that Manny is still suffering from that long, exhausting No-Limits title match with Alpha Dog a week ago on Lockup!
Jake Ryland: It’ll be interesting to see just how Manny’s performance here tonight is affected by that loss last week, Manny had previously had a good start to the year of course, even beating Nick Madison in a hardcore match.
(Manny lifts Xavior up and places his feet across the second rope, grabbing his head for the spike DDT. Xavior slips out between the second and top rope and lands on the apron, grabs Manny around the neck and tries to suplex him over the top out of the ring)
Jake Ryland: Oh look out here ... Manny’s about to go!
(Incendio runs over and baseball slides Xavior in the knees, causing his grip on Manny to slip. Xavior almost falls off the apron himself but manages to hang on, drop onto the apron and roll under the bottom rope. Xavior gets back to his feet just as Incendio tries to take him down with a springboard crossbody, and Steven smartly drags Manny in the way. Incendio takes Manny down, Xavior gets up behind Incendio and lifts him up into a death valley driver position, heading over towards the ropes)
Macho Man: No! No! Xavior’s gonna eliminate Incendio! Stop him!
(Macho Man looks relieved as Manny gets back up behind Steven and swings his arm up with a massive low blow which brings the PWSi superstar down. Incendio drops safely back into the ring)
Macho Man: Look .... Manny just tried to lift Steven Xavior!
Art Campbell: HE DID NOT!
(Incendio and Manny try to double-team again and scoop Xavior up for a double suplex. Xavior flips out, charges across the ring and nails a double clothesline, taking both men down. The fans start counting down again)
Crowd: 10 ... 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 .. 3 ... 2 ... 1 ...
(“Rise Today” by Alter Bridge hits the speakers and the fans rise up cheering as Jay Impact runs down the ramp, entering the match at #4)
Art Campbell: Man, what would it mean to Jay Impact to win this Rumble match here tonight Jake? His only previous title success in the PWS came just over a year ago when he teamed with Sledge to win the World Tag Titles here in the PWSR
Jake Ryland: It’d mean everything to him Art. Only five competitors in tonight’s match have ever held a world championship before though, this match is the place where dreams can come true – just look at Mack Payne last year.
(Jay Impact runs in and immediately targets El Incendio, whilst Xavior goes to work on Manny again. Impact hits an arm drag which takes Incendio across the ring, but he pops up behind Xavior and nails a German suplex. As Incendio gets back up, he’s met by a stiff clothesline from Impact. Manny takes advantage of Xavior being down and locks him in a Boston Crab, Impact sneaks up behind him and tries to scoop Manny up over the top rope. Manny hangs on and gets out behind Impact, trying to suplex him, Impact grabs the ropes and springboards over Manny’s head, jumps up onto his shoulders and brings him down to the mat with a lucha DDT)
Macho Man: What great offense from Jay Impact!
Jake Ryland: That’s what he’s known for ... high-flying, exciting action!
Macho Man: Incendio’s a better high-flyer than Impact Jake, and you know it.
Jake Ryland: Oh yeah, he’s really looking great in the air right now isn’t he, laying flat on the mat after that clothesline
Macho Man: Oh shut up!
(Incendio gets back to his feet and hits a springboard spear which flattens Steven Xavior. Impact waits for Manny to get up and then nails him with a missile dropkick which sends the psychopathic PWSR wrestler flying into the ropes. Incendio and Impact start working together for a moment to try and toss Manny over the top rope, but then Incendio rakes Impact in the eyes and lifts him up onto the top turnbuckle. Incendio thinks about pushing Impact off, but nails him with a sunset-flip powerbomb back into the ring)
Macho Man: 9th Circle! That finishing manoeuvre from El Incendio has beaten almost everyone in the PWSX ... and Jay Impact may be done as far as this match is concerned!
(Incendio charges at Xavior and knocks him back down with a crossbody again, and the fans start counting down as the next entrant gets ready to appear)
Crowd: 10 ... 9 .... 8 ... 7 ... 6 .... 5 ... 4 ... 3 .... 2 .... 1 ....
(“Destroy The World Around Me” blares out around the Georgia Dome, Crysis walks out holding a sledgehammer to a decent ovation from the crowd, drops the hammer at ringside and gets into the ring, pounding everyone in the match with stiff punches and clotheslines, knocking down everything that moves)
Macho Man: Strong start by Crysis, and while I may not like the guy, you have to admit that he’s a great competitor ... that’s why he’s in the PWSX!
Jake Ryland: And the ring is really starting to fill up now, five guys in there, and Crysis has taken them all down! We could be about to see the first elimination of the Rumble this year!
(Crysis lifts Incendio up onto his shoulders and almost eliminates him from the match, but Incendio scrambles up onto the top turnbuckle and hits a back flip which takes the big man down. Impact and Xavior start to double team Manny Genocide on the other side of the ring, flicking him up in the air with a double flapjack and dropping him across the turnbuckle. Manny somehow manages to hang on until Incendio comes along and scoops Steven up from behind, hitting him with an electric chair. Crysis gets up, and the fans start counting again)
Crowd: 10 ... 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 .... 1 ....
(“We Takin Over” by DJ Khaled plays and the fans start booing as Nikolai Sokolov, the Russian Nightmare, charges down the ramp at full speed and dives into the ring under the bottom rope. As soon as Nikolai stands up, Crysis charges across the ring with a thunderous clothesline which sends him flying back over the top rope to the floor and the fans erupt with a cheer)
Jake Ryland: WOAH! Nikolai Sokolov has been eliminated from the rumble match and ... well ... that was unexpected folks!
Art Campbell: We have our first elimination of the 2010 Rumble, and Nikolai has the dubious honour of setting a new record for the shortest time in the Rumble For The Right match, beating Salman Van Dam’s fourteen seconds last year in Sacramento!
Macho Man: And a PWSX superstar scores the first elimination of this year’s match!
Nikolai Sokolov is eliminated from the Rumble by Crysis after being in 0:02
(Crysis poses for the fans and almost gets surprised from behind by Manny Genocide who tries to lift him over the ropes, but fails. Xavior sprints across the ring and nails a lights out kick on Manny, then spins around and gets taken down with a springboard DDT from El Incendio. Jay Impact leaps off the second rope and hits a hurricanrana on El Incendio, taking him down. Impact turns around and is met by a running big boot from Crysis, who is then flattened from behind by Steven Xavior with a running bulldog. Xavior gets a massive cheer and is instantly floored by a spinning heel kick from Incendio)
Jake Ryland: What incredible action we are witnessing here tonight ... one move after another after another ... each man in the ring desperate to prove how much they want this, the grandest prize there is, a chance to headline Destiny and be remembered in history forever!
(Incendio stands tall for a moment in the ring, until Jay Impact creeps up behind him and nails him with a dropkick to the back of the head, sending him flying towards the ropes. Impact takes a massive risk and jumps over the rope to the apron, kicks Incendio in the face over the ropes and then leaps back into the ring with a sunset flip)
Art Campbell: What an amazing high-risk move by Jay Impact! He could’ve been eliminated there, but it paid off for him with that massive sunset flip!
Crowd: 10 ... 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ... 1 ....
(The fans begin to boo and whistle loudly as “Munich” by Editors gets played on the sound system, and The Rev walks to the ring slowly, taking time to watch the action in the ring as he ambles down the aisle)
Macho Man: This is smart by Rev, taking his time getting to the ring ... weighing up the situation and who’s in there already. It makes more sense than running straight down the ramp and leaping into the ring!
Jake Ryland: You could argue that he’s giving the superstars in the ring more time to plan how they’re going to handle him as well Macho Man, so this may not be as smart as it appears!
(The Rev gets into the ring and goes right after Steven Xavior, trying for a high angle German suplex. Xavior counters and flips behind Rev, grabs him for a suplex of his own, Rev rolls forward between his legs, catches Steven’s right leg, hops up and nails a Saito suplex on the King of the Ring. Incendio charges over at Jay Impact and takes him down once again with a running shin smash, whilst Crysis starts pounding Manny Genocide with uppercuts in the corner)
Art Campbell: The Rev looks like he’s relishing a chance to get his hands on Steven Xavior again folks ... these two men faced each other in the 2009 King of the Ring final in Richmond a year ago, in front of Xavior’s hometown fans, and as we all know on that night, Xavior beat Rev!
Jake Ryland: And he’ll beat him again tonight Art, mark my words!
Art Campbell: I hope you’re right Jake! This guy has caused nothing but trouble in the PWSR for poor Skylar Mosier!
(Crysis nails Manny with a piledriver which temporarily takes him out of commission. Rev rolls under the bottom rope and grabs a steel chair, bringing it into the ring and nailing Steven Xavior across the face with it. The fans are booing loudly as Rev passes the chair to Incendio, who uses it on Jay Impact. Referee Kealen Foster manages to grab the chair out of the ring)
Jake Ryland: This is ridiculous!
Macho Man: It’s perfectly legal to go under the bottom rope and get a chair Jake ... he didn’t go over the top, so he’s not eliminated
Jake Ryland: Oh it may be legal, but it’s damn sure not sporting!
Macho Man: Sportsmanship never won anything Jake ... it’s not cheating if it’s within the rules.
Crowd: 10 ... 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 ... 3 .... 2 ... 1 ...
(“Enemy” by Sevendust gets played and the fans erupt into an enormous round of applause and screaming. PWSX’s Keith Danielson walks down the aisle to the ring)
Macho Man: What an ovation for Keith Danielson, one of the most popular superstars in the history of the PWSX!
Art Campbell: Keith looks more determined than ever here tonight folks, he knows what it’s like to be the world champion, to headline the biggest shows ... and I have to believe he would do anything to get back there again!
Jake Ryland: Keith wrestled Shane Fuller for the world title one year ago at Blood Wars, of course!
(Danielson jumps into the ring and immediately grabs Incendio in an ankle lock, getting another massive cheer from the fans, but Incendio rolls through and counters. Danielson turns back and nails Manny Genocide with his trademark Maple Leaf Slam. Keith pops up behind Crysis and hits him with a massive Maple Leaf Slam as well and the fans continue cheering Danielson. He gets up behind Rev and goes for another slam, but Rev reverses, arm drags Keith across the ring and charges at him with a spear. Keith jumps over, Rev crashes into the turnbuckles, Incendio runs at Keith with a hurricanrana, taking him down and rolling him straight into a lights out kick from Steven Xavior)
Art Campbell: Look at the chaos! There’s so much going on in the ring right now ....
Jake Ryland: This kind of action is the reason people love the Rumble Art, it’s a once a year event and the atmosphere in this building right now is electrifying!
Crowd: 10 .. 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ... 1 ....
(“Superbeast” by Rob Zombie is heard through the speakers, and Dante Vincent from the PWSi walks down the ramp, jumps in the ring and immediately takes Steven Xavior down with a dropkick. Dante turns around and lifts Danielson up in the air for a powerbomb, slamming the Canadian into a crowd of other superstars, taking them all down. Dante finds himself getting spun around, scooped up in the air and nailed with a running powerslam by Crysis, which sends the crowd into a frenzy)
Jake Ryland: Dante Vincent lost that Global Freedom title match earlier tonight but he was looking strong there in this Rumble!
Macho Man: Until Crysis put him down on the mat where he belongs!
(Crysis charges at Incendio again, but Incendio ducks down out the way and Crysis goes flying towards Danielson. Keith drops to the mat and trips Crysis over, catches the leg and holds on, getting him in the ankle lock. Xavior immediately pops up behind Keith and nails him with a German suplex, but Keith flips out over Steven’s head, lands awkwardly, and instantly gets nailed with a dropkick to the back from Rev. Keith flies forwards into Xavior, who crashes into Crysis, sending him flying into Jay Impact in the corner)
Art Campbell: DOMINO EFFECT!
(Keith turns around and grabs Rev, flattening him with a double-knee facebuster. Manny Genocide hits a monkey flip on Impact out of the corner, over Crysis, and Incendio takes him out in mid-air with an underhook DDT. The clock appears on the Smarkstron again)
Crowd: 10 ... 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 .... 5 .... 4 ... 3 ... 2 .... 1
(“The Ripper” blares out and the fans boo the arrival of Dynamite, who sprints to the ring and immediately hits a crossbody on Dante Vincent. Rev catches Keith in a hammerlock in the corner, bounces off the second rope and springboards over his head with a cutter-like move which flattens the Canadian hero. Incendio and Manny team up momentarily again to attack Xavior, but their alliance is short-lived, as Manny turns around and almost kicks Incendio’s head off with a sick inziguiri)
Jake Ryland: One third of the participants have now entered the ring .... nine of them are still there, and this match is really starting to hot up now! The intense, amazing level of competitiveness in this match is absolutely incredible
Macho Man: For once Jake, I agree with you!
Art Campbell: That’s why this is the most anticipated match in the history of the PWS, Macho Man!
(Xavior and Dante start trading punches, whilst Incendio and Danielson try to outwrestle each other on the mat. Rev rolls out of the ring looking to grab a chair again but is restrained by Kealen Foster. Jay Impact takes Manny down with a thunderous spear, and gets up to a big cheer from the crowd, only to be scooped up and slammed to the mat by Dynamite. Dante Vincent leans over the ropes, grabs Rev by the hair and starts trying to drag him up over the ropes back into the ring, when suddenly, Xavior creeps up behind him and scoops his legs up ... sending him flying over the top rope to the floor. Rev rolls back into the ring)
Jake Ryland: Dante Vincent is out! Steven Xavior just tossed Dante out over the top rope to the floor ... and we’re down to eight in the ring! It’s not been a great night for Dante after his strong debut performance at Day of Reckoning.
Art Campbell: Well things aren’t looking good for the PWSi so far Jake ... two eliminations already for you guys!
Macho Man: I’ve already told you all, PWSX will win the Rumble again this year!
Crowd: 10 ... 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ... 1 ....
(Something in your mouth by Nickleback hits, and the fans boo.)
Macho Man: And here we go! Jessica Michaels on her way to the ring at number 11.
(She runs to the ring and rolls in, getting right into the thick of things going right after Keith. She drills him with a few shots, then begins to change her target to Dynamite. Rev and Incendio team up, teetering Impact on the top rope, trying to push him over the top. Crysis comes up from behind Jessica Michaels and drills her with a powerful back suplex.)
Jake Ryland: And this match is already hectic, and we’re just really getting under way here.
Art Campbell: Well this match is going to be hard to call, but we’re certainly doing our best with all the action going on in the ring.
(Xavior saves Impact, probably inadvertently by kicking Incendio in the hamstring, causing him to change his target to Steven. Incendio and Rev let go of Impact, and begin to double team Xavior. Keith gets to his feet, and tosses Manny Genocide over the top, but Genocide lands on the apron and rolls back in.)
Macho Man: Shoot, I was hoping we’d get rid of that Sci-Fi reject already.
Art Campbell: Well Manny hung on, and both feet did not hit the floor so he is still in this thing.
(Crysis and Dynamite have Jessica Michaels in the corner, holding on for dear life so she doesn’t get tossed over. Impact suddenly comes flying off the top rope unnoticed onto the unsuspecting Incendio and Rev, taking them both down.)
Jake Ryland: Beautiful cross body by Impact there taking down both men!
Macho Man: But incredibly stupid. You NEVER go to the top in a match like this.
Art Campbell: Well he’s safe for now… and here comes another!
Crowd: 10…9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1!
(Happy by Mudvayne hits, and the fans cheer as Jeremy Rider sprints to the ring and slides in. He leaps and drills Keith Danielson with a drop kick, sending him to the mat. Manny Genocide is next to get hit with a dropkick, and get taken down. He runs over and hit’s Crysis and Dynamite with a double drop kick, making both of them stumble backwards.)
Jake Ryland: And now this is what I like to see! A PWSi guy on fire in there.
(Jeremy turns, and ducks Incendio going for a clothesline. Rider drills Incendio with a hard right hand to the face, sending him into the middle of the ring. Jeremy smirks, and springs to the middle rope, obviously going for some sort of springboard. However from behind, Rev comes out of nowhere and pushes Rider over the top and out to the floor.)
Macho Man: HA! Looks like that fire just got put out…
Art Campbell: Yeah, by a PWSR guy!
(Rev turns and grins at his handy work, but is quickly brought back to reality by a forearm to the head by Xavior. In the corner, Jessica Michaels takes it to Dynamite with a series of punches and stomps. Keith Danielson and El Incendio trade rights and lefts, before Incendio misses a big right hand, and gets drilled with a German Suplex by Keith.)
Jake Ryland: You can’t help but be impressed by Steven Xavior here, in since number one.
Macho Man: I’m very impressed. And at the same respect, you have to be impressed with Incendio who’s been in there since number two!
Art Campbell: Everyone so far in this match being very impressive! And I think it’s time for another one!
Crowd: 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...
(I am everything by Tech N9ne hits, and the fans instantly boo as Omen makes his way slowly to the ring.)
Macho Man: Well here comes trouble… I wish he could have gotten a higher number, but, we’ll take 13.
Jake Ryland: Fitting is it not? Omen drawing number 13... Unlucky 13.
Art Campbell: Well Omen claims he doesn’t believe in luck, so let’s see if this phases him.
(Omen gets onto the apron, and stands there for a moment. He suddenly reaches over the top, and grabs Dynamite who is back to Omen. Omen locks in a version of The Unholy Cross. Dynamite struggles, and Omen lifts him completely over the top rope, still in the choke hold. He then unceremoniously tosses Dynamite down and onto the mat, and enters the ring.)
Jake Ryder: Damn! There goes Dynamite.
Macho Man: And that’s domination. 10 seconds into the match and Omen already got his first elimination.
(Omen begins striking anyone around him, making a beeline towards El Incendio. Incendio and Omen meet in the center of the ring, and begin to exchange blows. Omen backs him into the corner, and goes to work on him. Jessica Michaels tosses Keith over the top, but Keith skins the cat, and is right back in. Impact gets worked on in the corner by Rev, as Manny Genocide and Xavior brawl close to the ropes.)
Art Campbell: All this action… you can’t help but just love the rumble!
(Omen takes El Incendio, and tosses him over the top rope. However, Incendio holds on and lands on his feet on the apron. Omen turns to see Incendio’s not gone and charges. Incendio ducks and shoulder blocks Omen in the gut, sending Omen stumbling back. However out of nowhere Steven Xavior runs and baseball slides Incendio in the legs, sending Incendio down to the mat.)
Macho Man: WHAT!? No!
Jake Ryland: And there goes El Incendio thanks to Steven Xavior!
Art Campbell: And Incendio goes out just in time for someone else to come in!
Crowd: 10...9...8...
(Inside the ring, Omen clotheslines Rev up and over the top rope! His feet miss the apron.)
Art Campbell: Rev’s gone! WOW!
Jake Ryland: NO! Look!
(Rev lands feet first on top of Incendio’s back, and pushes off Incendio and back into the ring.)
Macho Man: That’s… BRILLIANT!
Jake Ryland: Can he do that?
Art Campbell: His feet didn’t hit the floor, so I don’t see why not! And here comes number 14!
Crowd: 1!
(Indian Outlaw by Tim McGraw hits, and the fans cheer like crazy. Mack sprints to the ring and slides in, only to get stomped by Manny Genocide. Mack slowly gets up even through the onslaught of Genocide, and drills him with a right hand. Jessica Michaels comes out of nowhere and clotheslines Manny Genocide, sending him over the top rope, and onto the apron.)
Art Campbell: Oh and Manny coming close to being eliminated again!
(Manny gets to his feet, only to be dropkicked out by Rev.)
Jake Ryland: And that’s it for Genocide! Eliminated by Revolution.
Macho Man: GOOD! Hit the showers freak.
(Rev smirks looking at his handy work, but suddenly from behind Keith Danielson lifts Rev up and dumps him over the ropes! Rev barely hangs on with one hand, and pulls himself back into the ring.)
Art Campbell: Rev must have 9 lives, he’s been close to going now for a while.
Jake Ryland: You got that right. And what about Xavior now? He’s been in there the longest thus far.
(Rev gets to his feet, and stumbles into the corner. Jessica Michaels teeters on the top rope via Crysis, but she fights him off. Mack Carmichael and Keith Danielson double team Omen in the corner. Suddenly, we see Rev pull something out of the front of his pants.)
Art Campbell: Are those…
Macho Man: Handcuffs!?
(Rev takes one end of the cuffs and cuffs them to his left wrist, then takes the other end and cuffs himself to the top turn post.)
Jake Ryland: What in the hell is he doing?
Macho Man: Well… if you’re handcuffed to the top rope… you can’t be eliminated! This guy’s a genius! Why isn’t he on PWSX!?
Art Campbell: This is ridiculous! And with all this Tom Foolery, I didn’t notice we’re almost ready for another person! And we know who it is! Number 15.
Crowd: 5...4...3...2...1!
(Sexy Naughty Bitchy me by Tata Young hits, and the fans boo as Trisha sprints to the ring. She rolls in, and delivers a hard kick right to the gut of Jessica Michaels, sending her down to the mat. Moore then sets her sites on Keith, hitting him with a hard low below, taking him down instantly. She turns and looks at Rev in the corner, and just shakes her head. Out of nowhere Crysis drills her with a right hand, stumbling her.)
Art Campbell: Trisha on fire here… but I’m still distracted by the antics of Rev!
Jake Ryland: In all my years I’ve never seen that.
(Mack Carmichael gets drilled with a vertical suplex by Impact, taking him down hard. Xavior goes over to Rev, but Rev flails wildly with his free hand and feet, and Steven just gives up. Crysis backs Trisha into the ropes, and backs up. He charges, going for a clothesline, but Trisha ducks. Crysis goes over the top, but hangs on and lands on his feet. Trisha goes to hit him off, but Crysis drills her with a right hand, sending her to the mat. Out of nowhere Impact leaps over Trisha, and hits Crysis with a forearm across the face, sending Crysis off the apron and to the mat.)
Jake Ryland: And there goes Crysis.
Macho Man: Thanks for coming.
(Trisha gets up and Impact smirks, clearly proud of himself. Trisha claps, and tells him to lean down, puckering her lips.)
Art Campbell: Don’t do it Jay…
(Jay leans down, only to be slapped by Lee Moore. He turns back around, and she kicks him in the crotch, and tosses him over the top and to the mat.)
Macho Man: HA! And there goes Impact too!
Jake Ryland: It’s almost impossible to follow all this… and look! Time for number 16!
Crowd: 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2..1
(Disturbed’s Indestructible hits, and the fans go nuts as Laura Phoenix runs to the ring and slides in.)
Art Campbell: And business I believe has just picked up!
(Phoenix quickly drops Trisha Lee Moore with a quick clothesline, and gives the same to Jessica Michaels. Mack Carmichael goes to the top rope, and Laura turns and drills him with the Kick To Damnation, sending him off the top and to the floor below.)
Macho Man: *Sigh* I TOLD YOU! Stay off the top!
Jake Ryland: Well it’s too late now, Mack is out of there.
(Phoenix then turns her sights on Omen, trying to push him over the top. Keith Danielson begins to go to over to Rev, but gets a right hand for his troubles. Trisha Lee Moore and Jessica Michaels both begin to work at Laura Phoenix in the corner. Steven Xavior gets Omen up, but gets a throat-thrust for his troubles.)
Macho Man: Alright guys, put up time. Who are you picking so far?
Art Campbell: Well I’ll go with Laura Phoenix. She’s the freshest so far.
Jake Ryland: I’m sticking with Xavior! He’s made it this far at least… What about you Macho?
Macho man: I’m going with Omen… or Rev. Who’s going to eliminate a handcuffed man!?
( Jessica Michaels and Trisha both get knocked down by a clothesline by Phoenix, but then Laura gets taken down with a shoulder block from Omen. Out of nowhere Keith and Xavior both toss Omen over the top, but Omen hangs on and rolls back in.)
Art Campbell: And here it goes… we’re counting down again.
Crowd: 10...9...8...7.…6...5...4...3...2..1..!
(The life I live by Sevin hits, and the fans cheer as Flex Johnson runs down towards the ring. He slides in, and goes right after Omen, helping Xavior ground the man in the corner. Keith Danielson gets pushed over the top rope by Trisha Lee Moore, but hangs on, and rolls back in. Trisha Lee Moore delivers a hard DDT to Laura Phoenix, and then goes over and quickly slaps Rev, infuriating him. She grins, but is suddenly hit with a running forearm by Flex, taking her down. )
Jake Ryland: I STILL can’t believe The Revolution is allowed to just stand there handcuffed.
Art Campbell: Well there are no rules, so he can I guess.
Macho Man: What a match this has been, and we’re far from done boys!
(Omen takes it to Keith Danielson now in the corner, and Xavior tries to send Jessica Michaels up and over the top rope. Laura Phoenix locks Trisha into a headlock, grounding both of them. Rev stands in the corner, watching the action. Flex takes Omen and whips him towards the lounging Rev, and Rev gets his boot up. Omen stumbles out, and Flex hits him with a running back elbow, dropping the big man.)
Jake Ryland: Man this time is just flying!
Art Campbell: You got that right… in fact… it’s time for number 18!
Macho Man: I can’t wait…
Crowd: 10...9...8...7...6...5...4..3...2...1!
(A New Day by Adelitas Way hits, and the fans boo instantly as Mike Dunn approaches the ring..)
Jake Ryland: OH BOY. Here comes Mike Dunn!
Macho Man: And don’t forget the bounty on his head! That’s important here.
(Mike Dunn enters the ring, and delivers a head butt to Flex, taking him down. Keith gets one as well, as does Xavior. Laura gets a right hand from the big man, as does Lee Moore, flooring them both. Dunn then drills Jessica with a big boot. Omen comes over, only to get a big chop to the chest. Out of nowhere Rev puts his legs up onto the head of the big man, trying to choke him out with his legs!)
Jake Ryland: Dunn just cleared the ring, but now Rev has him in a choke hold!
(Rev slowly begins to lean the giant towards the ropes, trying to eliminate him with his legs. However, Mike Dunn grabs the legs of Rev, and with all his strength, breaks the hold. Dunn holds Rev up by both legs with a smirk.)
Art Campbell: Uh oh… this doesn’t look good for Rev…
(Dunn takes Rev and toss him backwards over the turn post, leaving Rev dangling helplessly by his left wrist, feet hanging above the floor. Rev writes in pain as the cuff wrenches his wrist.)
Macho Man: Look! He CAN’T be eliminated! His feet are dangling above the mat!
(Mike Dunn reaches over, and hit’s the defenceless Rev with multiple hard right hands to the forehead. He then grabs Rev by the head, and begins to drill him head first over and over again into the steel turn post. He then lets go and leaves Rev dangling over the turn post, now busted open from the steel post.)
Jake Ryland: Ohhh, The Revolution is busted wide open!
Art Campbell: I think he may be unconscious!
(Back in the ring, Xavior and Keith go to work on Omen, stomping him down on the mat. Flex charges Dunn, but gets a big boot for his troubles. Suddenly, Trisha, Laura, and Jessica all charge Dunn, trying to shove him over the top. The lean the big man against the top rope, trying to lift his massive legs.)
Jake Ryland: Oh my God! Can they do it?
Art Campbell: I guess they’d split the bounty…
(However, Dunn just pushes all three off as if they’re nothing, and then drops all three with consecutive right hands.)
Art Campbell: Well that didn’t work… but good effort.
Macho Man: Stupid broads.
Crowd: 10...9...8...
Art Campbell: Oh wow, another entry coming up!
Crowd: 5...4...3...2...1...
(Wrong or Right by DMX hits loud over the system, and the fans boo as Alpha runs to the ring. He drills Mike Dunn with a shoulder block that actually stumbles the big man. Alpha wastes no time, and goes over after Flex and Keith. He tosses Flex over the top, and then grabs Keith and tosses him over right next to Flex. Both of them however hold onto the top rope, and begin to try to skin the cat. However, both men, while still holding on for dear life, begin to kick at each other, both trying to eliminate the other. However, both men drop to the apron, and roll in.)
Art Campbell: We almost just had two eliminations there!
Macho Man: That would have been awesome! I hate them both!
Jake Ryland: You hate everyone.
(Back in the middle of the ring, the massive Mike Dunn holds Trisha Lee Moore up in a military press position, looking to the outside.)
Art Campbell: Oh God no! He’s going to toss Trisha into the 5th row!
(From behind however Laura Phoenix hit’s the big man with a low below, and he almost drops Moore but she lands on her feet. Laura grabs Dunn for a DDT, and Moore does the same on the other side of him. Both women drop, drilling Dunn with a hard Double-DDT!)
Jake Ryland: They did it! They took the big man down!
Macho Man: WHAT!? I think the ring just shook.
(Both women get up and the fans cheer. They high five, and Laura turns to go after Omen. However, before Laura knows why hit her, Trisha grabs her and tosses her over the top rope to the floor to a HUGE boo by the fans.)
Art Campbell: DAMN! That’s GOT to be an upset Phoenix going so soon…
Macho Man: I give it up for Trisha! That’s brilliant! Everyone for themselves.
Jake Ryland: Well that’s true. I guess that’s Laura’s thanks for saving Moore.
(Phoenix gets to her feet on the outside cursing out Trisha as the clock begins to tick down.)
Art Campbell: Well… who’s next?
Crowd: 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1!
(I get money Instrumental hits, and the fans show their displeasure as Aguston gets to the ring.)
Macho Man: Here we go! This may be my new favorite to win! I love this guy.
Jake Ryland: Well it sounds like you’re the only one.
(Aguston rolls in, and goes right after Omen, taking him out by the legs and beating him down. Alpha Dog corners Jessica Michaels, and tries to get her over the top rope. Flex and Keith battle on the other side of the ring, and Trisha Lee Moore goes over to help Alpha try to eliminate Michaels.)
Macho Man: I think we need someone to check on Rev… oh. He’s stirring!
(Rev pulls himself up, so he is almost up and over the turn post again. However out of nowhere, Xavior sprints across the ring, and drills Rev right in the face with a running knee hit, sending Rev back to dangling by the cuffs.)
Jake Ryland: Serves him right! He should not be trying to cheat his way out of this rumble.
Art Campbell: He better hope those don’t snap…
(Xavior turns, and gets drilled with a clothesline by Flex. Xavior goes over, but is able to slide back in.)
Macho Man: Damnit! Get that charity case out of here!
Jake Ryland: Come on! Give him his props, he’s been in there since number 1!
(Keith Danielson begins to stomp at Mike Dunn as he begins to get up, and Flex comes over and joins the cause.)
Art Campbell: Well… at least if he’s down you can’t be eliminated by him!
Jake Ryland: Yeah, but you can’t eliminate him either!
Macho Man: Quiet! Here comes number 21!
Crowd: 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...
(Rock you like a hurricane by The Scorpions hits, and Paddy O’Sullivan runs to the ring. He rolls in, and begins to go right after Alamar Aguston. He drills him with multiple shots to the back. Aguston turns around, and drills Paddy with a right hand, stumbling Paddy back. Jessica Michaels comes out of nowhere and drills Paddy with a cross body, taking him down.)
Macho Man: Well Paddy was derailed quickly.
Art Campbell: Hey look, Rev’s back in!
(Rev finally crawls over the turn post, back into the ring, still cuffed and bleeding. Alamar drills Flex with a right hand, and turns around right into the arms of Keith Danielson. Danielson lifts Alamar up and over his head and over the top rope with a belly to belly suplex. Alamar flys down onto the mat hard.)
Macho Man: WHAT!? No!!!
Jake Ryland: Yes! There goes that arrogant Alamar Aguston!
(Keith turns, and Flex goes to drill him with a big boot. However Keith catches his foot, and cranks in an Ankle Lock!)
Art Campbell: Ankle Lock!
Jake Ryland: Well you can’t eliminate anyone with it… but effective!
(Flex stumbles, trying not to fall, and grabs the top rope. Keith lifts him up, wrenching on the ankle, but Flex refuses to let go of the top rope. Out of nowhere, Flex pulls all his weight over the top rope, using the momentum to roll Keith over the top as well, sending him down to the mat below. However Flex holds on, and skins the cat!)
Macho Man: IDIOT!
Jake Ryland: Wow! And there goes Keith!
Art Campbell: Just in time for number 22!
Crowd: 10...9.…8.…7.…6.…5...4...3...2...1...
(Fight the good fight by Triumph hits, and the fans go wild as Duke Russell makes his way down to the ring.)
Jake Ryland: And there he is! Duke Russell!!
Macho Man: Yay… someone older than me.
(Duke rolls in, and goes right after The Alpha Dog, lighting him up with a flurry of right hands, backing him into a corner. Omen takes it to Xavior, beating him down in the corner. Trisha Lee Moore tosses Jessica Michaels over the top rope, but she lands on her feet.)
Macho Man: NO! Jessica’s… no! She held on. Thank God.
(Mike Dunn shoves Trisha to the mat, and grabs Jessica by the skull. He then delivers a massive head butt, sending her back and down onto the floor below.)
Jake Ryland: She didn’t hold on that time.
Art Campbell: Nope not at all… but look out! Here comes Flex!
(Flex charges Mike Dunn, but Dunn just lifts Flex up almost into a military press, and tosses him to the floor below, sending Flex down onto his ribs hard.)
Jake Campbell: Damn… did you hear that impact?
Art Campbell: I think everyone did.
(Paddy is next to charge Dunn, but Dunn tosses him over the top rope with one hand. However, Paddy lands on his feet on the apron. Mike Dunn turns and see’s this, and drills Paddy in the face with a big boot, sending Paddy flying down onto the floor with Michaels and Flex.)
Macho Man: Mike Dunn is on fire here!
(Dunn turns around, and Duke and Xavior come out of nowhere, both jumping and hitting Dunn with shoulder blocks at the same time. Dunn stumbles into the ropes, and his arms get caught up and tied in the ropes!)
Art Campbell: He’s in no man’s land now!
Jake Ryland: But look! Another entry time!
Crowd: 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3.…2..1...
(Doomslayer by Darkest hour hits, and the fans boo as Axle books it to the ring.)
Art Campbell: Well I should be happy it’s a PWSR guy… but…
(Axle rolls in, and grabs one of the massive legs of Dunn. Duke and Xavior join in, trying to tip the big man over the top rope. Alpha Dog, Omen, and Trisha Lee Moore also come over to help!)
Jake Ryland: That’s 6 people trying to eliminate Mike Dunn!
(Rev… helpless, just kicks at the top rope to slightly inconvenience Mike Dunn by making the ropes squeeze his arms tighter. All 6 people get Dunn up, but suddenly his arms slip from the ropes grasp, and he fights them all off with rights and lefts, head butts, shoves, anything he can.)
Macho Man: I’ll hand it to him, THAT’S impressive to fight all them off.
Jake Ryland: You got that right… can anybody eliminate this man?
(Everyone goes back to fighting their own battles, Axle goes after Omen, Trisha and Alpha square off, and Xavior and Duke battle the giant Mike Dunn.)
Art Campbell: And here comes number 24!
Crowd: 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1..
(Lose yourself hits, and Marcus Redd runs to the ring to a huge ovation.)
Jake Ryland: And here comes PWSR’s Marcus Redd! He got a lucky draw here.
Macho man(Mumbles): He probably stole it.
(Redd rolls in, and goes right after The Alpha Dog. The two of them exchange shots in the corner, and Redd trys to get Alpha over the top.)
Art Campbell: No love lost between these two.
Jake Ryland: You can tell, Redd going for the kill right away there.
(Omen takes it to Duke Russell in the corner, choking him violently. Axle comes up and begins to beat down Redd, and Alpha assists him. Xavior gets stomped down in the corner by Mike Dunn. Trisha Lee Moore runs at Rev, but gets a right hand for her troubles.)
Jake Ryland: I still can’t believe Xavior’s lasted this long!
Macho Man: It is impressive, I’ll give him that.
(Mike Dunn grabs Axle, and tosses him over the top rope.)
Art Campbell: And out goes Axle!
(Axle holds onto the ropes!)
Jake Ryland: No! He’s still on.
(Axle goes to skin the cat, but Redd comes out of nowhere and dropkicks Axle in the back, sending him out to the floor!)
Art Campbell: NOW Axle’s gone!
Macho Man: And just in time for number 25!
Crowd: 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...
(Twighlight Zone by 2 Unlimited hits, and Marcus Cage slowly walks out onto the stage, and towards the ring. We see Alpha in the ring, telling him to come on and get some.)
Art Campbell: Alpha wants him some of Marcus Cage…
Jake Ryland: What the hell?
(Doom suddenly bursts from the crowd and runs up behind Alpha, grabbing him and tossing him over the top rope. Marcus Cage rolls in meanwhile, and Doom heads up the ramp yelling “How’s that for doing something!?” Alpha looks at Doom, obviously pissed, and heads to the back after him.)
Macho Man: Wait… can that idiot do that?
Art Campbell: He most certainly can.
Jake Ryland: Well, this has certainly been an explosive rumble!
(Omen beats down Xavior with multiple right hands and shots in one corner. In another, Mike Dunn begins to light Moore’s chest up with hard chops. Cage, the freshest man, goes right over to the corner and begins to beat down on Rev.)
Macho Man: Come on! The man’s handcuffed! Cut him a break!
Jake Ryland: A break!? He’s done nothing!
Mach Man: Look at the man! He’s busted wide open.
(Back in the ring, Duke tosses Omen over the top, but Omen fights his way back in. Marcus Redd goes at it with Trisha Lee Moore, and Xavior gets some hard kicks into Dunn.)
Jake Ryland: This has been amazing… and who will be number 26!?
Crowd: 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1
(Danny Walker runs to the ring at #26, getting booed by the fans as he comes down the ramp)
Macho Man: This Danny Walker kid has been impressive in recent weeks on Warzone, let’s see what he’s got here tonight on the big stage at Blood Wars!
(Walker gets into the ring and is immediately taken down by Redd, who leaps into the air with a spinning kick. Redd turns around and takes a massive codebreaker from Marcus Cage. Cage spins around and finds Rev wrapping his legs around Cage’s face and pulling him into the corner, locking in a modified version of the Gogoplata over the top rope. Cage almost falls out of the ring but manages to hang on, and slides back in under the bottom rope)
Jake Ryland: The Rev is STILL causing trouble in there handcuffed to that top rope .... nobody can actually get him out of the ring!
Macho Man: Nope, but it looks like he can still be a threat in the match, he almost took Cage over the top there
(Trisha finds herself being targeted by Mike Dunn, and gets lifted into the air. Thankfully, she turns it into a hurricanrana and brings the big man down again. Duke Russell continues to dominate on Omen in the corner, as the fans wait for the next entrant to arrive)
Crowd: 10 ... 9 .... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ... 1
(“Aww Naw” starts playing inside the Georgia Dome and the fans explode cheering for fan favourite, Josiah Cena from PWSR. He charges straight down to the ring, dives in under the ropes and heads towards Rev in the corner, hammering him with hard right hands and choking the life out of him across the top rope)
Art Campbell: Yes! Josiah Cena is finally getting his hands on that bastard! Kick his ass Cena!
Macho Man: Whatever happened to fair and impartial broadcasting, Art?
Art Campbell: WILL YOU STOP?!
(Cena starts hitting a series of running shoulderblocks on Rev in the corner, until he’s eventually tripped up by Trisha Lee Moore, who rakes him in the eyes and nails a DDT. Redd manages to hit a springboard dropkick on Duke Russell, which sends him flying backwards into an enormous codebreaker from Cage, who poses for the fans momentarily, but is quickly interrupted by Omen, who kicks him in the legs and brings him down to the mat. Xavior sprints over and nails him with a shining wizard)
Jake Ryland: Great offense from Steven Xavior! Cage is down, and after his performance at the Battlebowl, you gotta feel that Cage would be one of the favourites to win this thing now.
(Mike Dunn nails a headbutt on Omen, and the two big guys begin trading punches in the middle of the ring. Xavior and Redd start fighting as well, Redd ducks a clothesline from Xavior and scoops him up for a powerbomb. Xavior jumps out behind Redd, spins him around and goes for a tiger driver, Trisha nails Steven with a low blow and Redd drops to the mat.)
Crowd: 10 .. 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 ... 3... 2 .... 1
(“Die MF Die” by Dope blares out now and Mr Anderson runs to the ring. The fans begin cheering loudly again as he arrives in the ring and takes Tony Angel down with an enormous spear)
Macho Man: WOAH! Anderson taking down one half of the tag champions Tony Angel, and you have to remember folks, Mr Anderson is gunning for those titles that Tank and Angel hold!
Jake Ryland: Indeed he is, Anderson’s tag team partner Keith Danielson was eliminated earlier tonight of course by Flex Johnson ... the lucha libre champion!
Macho Man: Ah shut up with your lucha libre!
(Redd goes for Da Hook-up on Xavior, who blocks it and nails him with the DFI! Duke lifts Redd up and powerslams him over the top rope to the floor)
Jake Ryland: Redd is out! Marcus Redd is out of the Rumble match!
Art Campbell: Oh man ... Redd’s not gonna be happy about that! After all the classic battles that he’s had with Steven Xavior in the past ...
Macho Man: Well, I guess that was another one!
(Duke gets up after slamming Redd and turns around, being staggered by a right hand from Dunn. Dunn scoops the old man up and hits a hard chokeslam, leaving Duke laying on the mat. Trisha tries to springboard off the second rope, but Rev kicks the rope away and she falls out between the ropes to the floor. Trisha angrily gets back in the ring and charges straight at Marcus Cage, taking him down with a crossbody. The crowd start counting again as the clock appears on the screen)
Crowd: 10 ... 9 .... 8 ... 7 ... 6 .... 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 .... 1!
(The Godzilla theme plays and Makua Koa comes out to the ring, receiving another big cheer from the crowd, who are getting more and more excited as the match progresses. Makua gets in and nails Dunn with a stiff lariat, bringing him down and getting a massive pop from the fans. Makua lifts Trisha up and nails her with a powerbomb, dropping her right on top of Dunn)
Jake Ryland: Makua Koa is making an impact! What a way to start out the rumble, and he’s got a great number here as well coming in at 29 .... could Makua really complete his rampage tonight by winning the Rumble match and going to Destiny?
Art Campbell: I see no reason why he can’t Jake, Makua is one hell of an athlete as we all saw earlier tonight!
(Danny Walker, who had previously been resting in the corner trying to stay out of the firing line, pops up to his feet and hits a low blow on Xavior, bringing him down. Walker starts stomping away on Steven’s head, and is eventually pulled off by Duke, who spears Danny across the ring. Trisha and Omen start exchanging punches, but Omen overpowers her and suplexes her right across the turnbuckles.)
Art Campbell: Oh .... Trisha’s going out here ....
(Trisha grabs hold of the ropes and pulls herself back into the ring)
Macho Man: SHE IS NOT!
Jake Ryland: Trisha again manages to survive in this incredibly intense Rumble for the Right match!
(Josiah Cena gets caught by surprise by Anderson, who nails him with a springboard DDT. Makua continues his rampage by pounding on Marcus Cage. Mike Dunn lifts Xavior up for a mass effect, but Xavior manages to counter and land on his feet. All the guys in the match run over and start trying to lift Dunn out of the ring again, sending the fans crazy)
Macho Man: This bounty is gonna be split a lot of ways folks ... there’s about nine guys there trying to get Dunn out of the ring!
Jake Ryland: Max Sheppard will be loving this! Hell, I’m loving this!
(Xavior breaks away from the pack and heads to the other side of the ring. The guys manage to push Dunn out, but he lands on the apron and stands back up, knocking everyone away from him with hard punches. Suddenly, Steven runs up, jumps onto Makua’s back and nails his trademark Lights Out kick on Dunn, sending him crashing down to the floor. The fans explode with excitement)
Jake Ryland: DUNN IS OUT! MIKE DUNN JUST GOT HIS LIGHTS TURNED OUT BY STEVEN XAVIOR!
Art Campbell: And Xavior just made himself $50,000 richer folks!
Jake Ryland: Wow ... what a moment ... these fans in Atlanta are on their feet again! And here comes the final superstar ...
Crowd: 10 ... 9 ... 8 ... 7 .... 6 .... 5 ... 4 ...
(Dunn scrambles back into the ring, Anderson is groggy from a punch and Makua springs up behind him to toss him over the top rope to the floor)
Jake Ryland: ANDERSON IS GONE NOW!
Crowd: .... 3 .... 2 .... 1 ....
(“Only The Strongest Will Survive” plays through the speakers as Tony Angel, who won the #30 spot earlier in the night, enters the arena and walks to the ring)
Macho Man: There’s the man that’s going to win the Rumble everyone .... the only ever grandslam winner in history ... PWSX’s very own Tony Angel!
Jake Ryland: I don’t know, he must still be tired from that match earlier tonight!
(Tony Angel and Anderson face off with each other on the ramp as Angel heads to the ring, and start exchanging punches after Angel makes a remark about Anderson being eliminated. Angel pushes Anderson down and runs into the ring, only to get kicked in the face by Josiah Cena. Omen is trying to push Trisha out of the ring on the other side, but she rakes him in the eyes again to avoid going out of the ring. Xavior is still battling away, hitting hard martial arts kicks on Danny Walker)
Art Campbell: The 30 have now entered ... only 10 remain in the ring! One of the superstars you see in there right now will be headlining Destiny this year ... this is as big as it gets folks!
Jake Ryland: Any one of these ten superstars deserves to be there in my opinion, but only one will be as you say Art ... the stakes couldn’t be any higher!
(Xavior sprints towards Angel and hits him with a flying kick. Trisha comes over and starts to kick away at Angel as he’s down on the mat as well. Whilst Trisha and Xavior are both kicking Angel in revenge for the Fuck the Luck match, Xavior gets nailed from behind by Omen and dragged towards the ropes. Trisha eventually turns around and runs into a hard clothesline from Duke Russell. Duke is whipped into the corner by Makua Koa, and subsequently kicked in the balls by Rev. Makua tries to dump Duke out of the ring, but Rev kicks him in the leg. Koa turns around and joins forces with Cena and Xavior to take down Trisha, Omen and Danny Walker)
Art Campbell: THE WARRIORS ARE BACK TOGETHER ... FOR ONE NIGHT ONLY!
Jake Ryland: Steven Xavior has been in there for nearly one whole hour now Art, I’m not surprised he’s looking for his PWSR buddies to help him out.
(Xavior tries to hit a DFI on Trisha, but is caught from behind by Walker. Makua Koa gets involved, but Danny hits him with a drop toe hold, rolls out under the bottom rope and then hauls Makua over the top from outside the ring. Makua hits the floor, and Walker rolls back in)
Macho Man: Brilliant! Danny Walker uses his superior intellect to outwit Makua Koa! The Samoan is gone!
Jake Ryland: It’s surprising he has any intellect left with all that alcohol he’s been drinking -
Macho Man: STOP IT!
(Trisha and Cage start hitting each other with stiff kicks in the middle of the ring, Cena and Xavior keep working as a team to target Omen and try to eliminate him from the match, and Duke sits in the corner resting for a while. Danny Walker walks over towards Rev, and is greeted by a kick to the face. Cage tries to nail a codebreaker on Trisha, but she counters by catching his arms, drops to the mat and flicks Cage over her head with a monkey flip. Walker, as he’s staggering around groggy, just has the awareness to pull the top rope down, sending Cage flying over the top to the floor)
Art Campbell: Damn ... Cage is out! He was looking good to win this thing, but thanks to a smart counter from his arch-nemesis Trisha Lee Moore, and a resourceful rope pull by Danny Walker, he’s out!
Macho Man: Anyone can win this match Art, at this stage, the smallest little mistake can cost someone all their dreams!
(Walker starts celebrating the fact that he eliminated Cage. He doesn’t see, however, Josiah Cena walk up to him, spin him around and scoop him up into a powerbomb over the top rope to the floor. Walker lands right on top of Cage and tries to prevent his feet hitting the floor, but Cage grabs Walker’s feet and makes sure they touch!)
Macho Man: That’s cheating ... Marcus Cage cheated!
Art Campbell: Will you SHUT UP?! Anything is legal in the Rumble match, for crying out loud!
(Trisha and Xavior start brawling, Angel gets involved as well and begins hammering Trisha with forearm smashes. Duke’s rest period comes to an end as Omen grabs him and slams him hard against the top turnbuckle, busting him open. Rev is still bleeding in the corner, and Omen targets him, trying to flip him over again. Rev pulls himself back up and locks the triangle choke on Omen, trying to flip him, but failing. Rev nails a brilliant tiger feint kick across the top of the ring post, and Omen staggers backwards. Trisha drops to the floor behind him and trips the big man up. Angel lifts Xavior up for a piledriver, but he counters with a back body drop over the post)
Macho Man: NO! ANGEL IS OUT ....
(Angel lands on the steel steps at ringside and runs back into the ring)
Jake Ryland: Angel avoids elimination! That was incredibly lucky .... but sometimes you need a bit of luck in a match like this to survive!
Art Campbell: Angel’s luck must be in tonight, he already won the fuck the luck of the draw match
Macho Man: I told you guys ... he’s going to win it!
(Omen gets up and targets Xavior, lifting him into the air and trying to slam him over the ropes. Xavior lands on the apron, and Omen almost tumbles over the top ... but also lands on the apron. Both men stand on the apron in a dangerous position, but Omen hits a sick low blow, lifts Xavior into the air, and tosses him right into the first row of the crowd)
Jake Ryland: HOLY SHIT! Xavior just got launched into the fans!
(Some of the fans fall, but the majority manage to catch Steven and hold him up, and he starts crowd surfing like a rock star as the entire place goes crazy)
Macho Man: Put him on the floor you morons! Drop him! He’s supposed to be out!
(The match continues with Angel going after Cena and keeping him on the mat with a chokehold. Trisha pushes Omen into the corner and starts slapping him around a bit, Omen pushes her away though and nails her with a knee drop. The fans put Xavior feet-first on the security barricade at ringside, and he stands there basking in the cheers of the crowd)
Art Campbell: Steven Xavior has the support of this incredibly hyped up crowd ... that was amazing seeing him surfing through the crowd like that!
Jake Ryland: It sure was Jake .... and he’s already been wrestling now for over 63 minutes .... a new Rumble Record!
(Xavior springboards off the security wall and lands on his feet on the ring apron, sprints along it and dives back into the ring over the top rope with a frontflip which flattens Trisha Lee Moore)
Art Campbell: OH MY GOD! Reverse springboard tope con hilo! Xavior is still in this match!
Macho Man: I may not like the guy .... but I have never seen anything like that in my life.
(Cena powers out of Angel’s choke and starts brawling with him, trying to send him out of the ring. Trisha surprises Cena by getting back up and nailing him with a hard chop to the back of the head. Cena instinctively turns around, and Rev pokes him in the eyes. Trisha clotheslines him over the top to the floor)
Art Campbell: DAMN IT! Cena is gone ... and Rev just had a direct hand in his elimination! Cena is going to be pissed .... and Skylar Mosier at ringside looks like she’s about to burst into tears!
(Xavior and Trisha start punching each other, Xavior counters a punch with an arm drag, and then nails Trisha with a shining wizard. Duke comes out of nowhere and almost tosses Omen out of the ring, but somehow Omen hangs on again. Steven runs over and hits a crossbody on Omen, but then gets kicked in the crotch by Trisha. Rev quietly unlocks himself from the corner and runs across the ring, catches Xavior in a suplex position and sends him flying over the ropes to the floor)
Jake Ryland: NO! Xavior is out! The Rev has eliminated Steven Xavior ... and now Duke is the only PWSi guy left in this match!
Macho Man: Yeh, and he’s about 95. I told you PWSX were gonna win this thing! We’ve got Tony Angel in there, and he only came in at number 30, he’s the freshest guy in the ring right now.
Art Campbell: We still have Rev and Trisha in there .... I wouldn’t count them out!
(Rev finds himself being beaten up by Trisha, Angel, Omen and Duke for a few moments, but Angel eventually turns around and dropkicks Duke. Trisha and Omen go back to brawling with each other again, and Trisha suddenly gets speared by Angel. Tony turns around and gets kicked in the face by Omen, who is then clotheslined by Duke. Duke stands tall in the ring for a moment, but Rev creeps up behind him and tries to toss him out of the ring. Duke hangs on to the top rope and nails a kick to Rev’s face. Trisha grabs Rev as he staggers backwards and dropkicks him towards Duke again. Duke catches Rev and almost sends him over the top this time, but Rev counters and nails the old man with a hurricanrana)
Jake Ryland: The Rev seems to be public enemy #1 in this match right now! I think that may well work against him, Art.
Art Campbell: Of course it will Jake! That’s kinda obvious ...
Jake Ryland: Sorry Art, I’m excited. One of these five is going to Destiny! This is HUGE!
(Trisha goes for a hurricanrana off the second rope onto Tony Angel, but he catches her in mid-move in a powerbomb position, trying to throw her out the ring. Trisha leans out and grabs the bottom rope with her hand, keeping her legs wrapped around Angel’s shoulders and hanging upside down.)
Macho Man: Look out here ..... Trisha is swinging upside down on those ropes like a bat, caught between Angel and the ropes! She’s gonna be gone any second if Angel can somehow get her off!
Jake Ryland: That’s easier said than done, Trisha is a strong woman!
Art Campbell: She sure is Jake.
(Trisha gets her legs off Angel’s shoulders and wraps them around the top rope, still holding onto the bottom with her hands and hanging upside down. She suddenly gets a look of horror as she sees Angel run at her with a baseball slide .... which connects. Trisha drops head first off the ropes to the floor)
Jake Ryland: OUCH! Trisha just got eliminated ... and dropped right on her head! This is a potentially dangerous situation folks, but we’re down to four! Omen .... Tony Angel .... Duke Russell and The Rev!
Macho Man: Two PWSX guys in there Jake .... we’ve got a 50% chance now of having a PWSX guy win the Rumble this year!
Art Campbell: Be quiet would you?! We’re down to the final four!
(Angel turns around after eliminating Trisha, and gets nailed with an emerald flowsion by The Rev. Rev stands over the fallen Angel, and is quickly caught by Duke with a German suplex. Duke is then surprised from behind by Omen, who nails a Saito suplex on him, just as Angel finds his way back up and drops Omen with a springboard headscissors takedown.)
Macho Man: Tony Angel is proving to the world why be belongs in the Destiny main event!
Jake Ryland: IF he manages to get there Macho Man ....
Macho Man: He will, damn it! Mark my words .... Tony Angel will be in the Destiny main event!
(Omen starts getting back up, and Angel charges at him, nails a Pele kick to take him back down again, and is quickly knocked down by a stiff lariat from The Rev. Duke sneaks up behind Rev again and tries to eliminate him, but again Rev hangs on, pulls his legs up and skins the cat, getting back into the ring. Omen is still down, and Rev tries to lift him up. The distraction allows Angel to kick Rev from behind, taking him down as well. Duke tries to capitalise and powerbomb Angel, but Angel reverses into a sit-out facebuster)
Jake Ryland: I gotta admit Macho Man, Angel is looking pretty good in there right now!
Macho Man: I TOLD YOU! I told you he was going to win the Rumble!
Art Campbell: But he hasn’t won it yet ...
(Rev manages to scoop Omen up and places him on the second turnbuckle, out of his comfort zone. Angel charges over, leaps up and springboards off the second rope near the corner, and hits a springboard shin smash which connects right in Omen’s face and knocks him off the top rope to the apron. Omen gets back on his feet on the apron and goes to step back in, Angel grabs him around the throat and hits a sick twisting diamond cutter which sends Omen flying off backwards to the floor. Omen lands with a thud!)
Jake Ryland: OMEN IS OUT! We’re down to three now! One man from each brand ..... anyone can win this thing!
Macho Man: Anyone could, in theory, but Angel will!
Art Campbell: STOP IT!
(Angel, Rev and Duke come together in the middle of the ring and face off with each other, as the fans rise to their feet again knowing that they’re witnessing history being written. Angel and Rev start working together momentarily and begin hammering poor Duke. Angel takes Duke down with a piledriver, Rev hits him with a springboard moonsault. Angel lifts Duke up and takes him towards the corner, Rev nails him with a flip takedown out of the corner. The fans boo incessantly as Rev and Angel dominate the rumble)
Macho Man: This is great .... Duke is getting his ass kicked! And man, if anyone deserves it, it’s Duke Russell!
Art Campbell: You’re ridiculous. Duke is one of the most hard-working, gutsy performers I have ever seen in my life, and I don’t see why anyone would want this to happen to him. He’s a great guy, not that you’d understand that Macho Man!
(Omen starts getting up outside the ring and refuses to leave the ringside area as the action continues in the ring. Duke slowly begins to fight back against Rev and Angel, getting back to his feet and hammering them both with right hands. Duke whips Angel into the corner and charges at him with a stinger splash, but Rev takes him down from behind again with a bulldog)
Jake Ryland: Damn! Duke looked to be mounting a good comeback there, but Rev has just interrupted his momentum again!
Macho Man: This temporary alliance between Rev and Angel seems to be working well Jake .... they may be unstoppable!
(Omen walks around to where Angel is standing in the corner and reaches up, grabbing his arm and holding on for dear life, trying to pull Angel out over the top himself)
Macho Man: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?! Get out of here Omen you idiot! You were eliminated!
(Rev takes advantage of the distraction and scoops Angel’s legs up, sending him toppling over the ropes to the floor, and sending Macho Man absolutely crazy at ringside)
Macho Man: WHAT?! FUCK IT! DAMN! FOR GODS SAKE NO! NO! NO! NO!
Jake Ryland: Too much Pepsi, Macho?
Macho Man: SHUT UP! SHUT UP!
Art Campbell: Well, it’s down to two now .... The Revolution and Duke Russell ... one of these two men is going to Destiny!
(Duke and Rev come face to face in the middle of the ring with the Destiny sign in the background high up in the rafters. Both men are bleeding profusely. Duke nails Rev with a right hand, and the fans cheer deafeningly. Rev fires one back, and everyone starts booing. Duke punches back again, the fans cheer even louder, Rev fires back again, the fans boo again. After trading a few punches, Duke hits a scoop slam on Rev, and the atmosphere reaches electric levels inside the Georgia Dome)
Jake Ryland: Come on Duke! COME ON! I know I’m supposed to be unbiased and impartial and all that, but to hell with it! Duke Russell has worked his entire life for this .... and it’ll be a damn shame if he loses it now!
Macho Man: He’ll never do it Jake ... he’s too old, he’s too out of shape ... Duke Russell is a has-been and you know it! These people know it!
Art Campbell: You’re just bitter ‘cos Angel got eliminated! Duke is one of the best wrestlers we have in this company right now, and despite what you or any of these damn know-it-alls say ... he deserves to be in the main event!
(Rev gets back to his feet and hits an arm drag which sends Duke flying across the ring. Rev runs at Duke and leaps up to take him into the corner, but Duke hangs on and almost sends Rev flying right out of the ring. Somehow, Rev lands on the apron again and rolls back into the ring, nailing Duke with a low blow.)
Jake Ryland: COME ON! That’s not fair
Macho Man: It’s damn sure effective though!
Art Campbell: I don’t care how effective it is .... that doesn’t make it fair!
(Rev starts hauling Duke over the ropes and the fans are booing intensely as he does. Duke’s feet almost touch the floor but he pulls himself back into the ring once more. Rev drags him into the corner and hits a frontflip cutter which takes Duke down. Rev stands tall in the ring and looks up at the Destiny sign as the fans continue booing rabidly. Rev screams out to the crowd)
Rev: THIS .... IS MY DESTINY!
(Rev lifts a lifeless Duke up and takes him to the ropes to the final time. Rev throws Duke half over, Duke hangs on to the top rope, wraps his legs around Rev’s head and takes him over the ropes with a hurricanrana. Rev crashes to the floor and Duke hangs on, with only one feet appearing to hit the ground. The bell rings and the Georgia Dome explodes into a standing ovation)
Jake Ryland: YES! YES! YES! YES! DUKE WINS! DUKE WINS! DUKE HAS WON THE RUMBLE! DUKE RUSSELL HAS WON THE RUMBLE! YESSSSSSSSSSS!
Art Campbell: My God, somehow, some way, Duke Russell came back out of nowhere .... victory snatched from the jaws of defeat .... and against all the odds .... Duke Russell is going to Destiny!
Jake Ryland: And nobody will ever deserve it more! Despite the injuries, and the problems, and his age, and all the other knocks and setbacks that he has suffered along the way in his life ... Duke Russell has finally done it! Duke Russell has won the big one ... and he is going to Destiny! They all said it was impossible ... the dream that could never be realised; well on this night, in AtlantaGA – Duke has done it! My God, Duke has done it!
(Duke drops to his knees in celebration in the ring as confetti falls from the ceiling of the Georgia Dome and the fans remain on their feet in standing ovation cheering)
Art Campbell: Mark it down in your diaries folks, Sunday April 4, 2010 – Los Angeles Coliseum .... Duke Russell will be there in the main event! The impossible dream has become a reality, and Duke can hardly control his emotions! This capacity crowd are making no attempt to hide their sheer delight ... that they have witnessed Duke Russell writing history here tonight! The smile on Duke’s face tells a greater story than I ever could ... ladies and gentlemen .... Duke Russell is on top of the world!
Jake Ryland: Wrestling fans live for nights like this Art, forever and a day people will ask where they were when Duke Russell finally beat the odds and win the Rumble ... and 70,000 or so were here live, and I wish you all could be to experience this!
(Duke heads to the second turnbuckle and poses for the fans pointing up at the Destiny sign high up in the roof of the dome, as pyrotechnics explode all around him)
Macho Man: He’s going to lose to Sam Hayes at Destiny anyway
Jake Ryland: OH SHUT THE HELL UP!
Art Campbell: Well ladies and gentlemen, what a moment, what a night ... thank you so much for joining us tonight for Blood Wars ... we truly appreciate it. Make sure to tune into Shakedown this weekend for all the follow up, and Warzone on Sunday night as well! From myself Art Campbell, Jake Ryland, and the Macho Man, Goodnight from Atlanta!
(Blood Wars fades off the air with the final image being Duke standing on the rope surrounded by fireworks)
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Jake Ryland: I don’t know, he must still be tired from that match earlier tonight!
(Tony Angel and Anderson face off with each other on the ramp as Angel heads to the ring, and start exchanging punches after Angel makes a remark about Anderson being eliminated. Angel pushes Anderson down and runs into the ring, only to get kicked in the face by Josiah Cena. Omen is trying to push Trisha out of the ring on the other side, but she rakes him in the eyes again to avoid going out of the ring. Xavior is still battling away, hitting hard martial arts kicks on Danny Walker)
Art Campbell: The 30 have now entered ... only 10 remain in the ring! One of the superstars you see in there right now will be headlining Destiny this year ... this is as big as it gets folks!
Jake Ryland: Any one of these ten superstars deserves to be there in my opinion, but only one will be as you say Art ... the stakes couldn’t be any higher!
(Xavior sprints towards Angel and hits him with a flying kick. Trisha comes over and starts to kick away at Angel as he’s down on the mat as well. Whilst Trisha and Xavior are both kicking Angel in revenge for the Fuck the Luck match, Xavior gets nailed from behind by Omen and dragged towards the ropes. Trisha eventually turns around and runs into a hard clothesline from Duke Russell. Duke is whipped into the corner by Makua Koa, and subsequently kicked in the balls by Rev. Makua tries to dump Duke out of the ring, but Rev kicks him in the leg. Koa turns around and joins forces with Cena and Xavior to take down Trisha, Omen and Danny Walker)
Art Campbell: THE WARRIORS ARE BACK TOGETHER ... FOR ONE NIGHT ONLY!
Jake Ryland: Steven Xavior has been in there for nearly one whole hour now Art, I’m not surprised he’s looking for his PWSR buddies to help him out.
(Xavior tries to hit a DFI on Trisha, but is caught from behind by Walker. Makua Koa gets involved, but Danny hits him with a drop toe hold, rolls out under the bottom rope and then hauls Makua over the top from outside the ring. Makua hits the floor, and Walker rolls back in)
Macho Man: Brilliant! Danny Walker uses his superior intellect to outwit Makua Koa! The Samoan is gone!
Jake Ryland: It’s surprising he has any intellect left with all that alcohol he’s been drinking -
Macho Man: STOP IT!
(Trisha and Cage start hitting each other with stiff kicks in the middle of the ring, Cena and Xavior keep working as a team to target Omen and try to eliminate him from the match, and Duke sits in the corner resting for a while. Danny Walker walks over towards Rev, and is greeted by a kick to the face. Cage tries to nail a codebreaker on Trisha, but she counters by catching his arms, drops to the mat and flicks Cage over her head with a monkey flip. Walker, as he’s staggering around groggy, just has the awareness to pull the top rope down, sending Cage flying over the top to the floor)
Art Campbell: Damn ... Cage is out! He was looking good to win this thing, but thanks to a smart counter from his arch-nemesis Trisha Lee Moore, and a resourceful rope pull by Danny Walker, he’s out!
Macho Man: Anyone can win this match Art, at this stage, the smallest little mistake can cost someone all their dreams!
(Walker starts celebrating the fact that he eliminated Cage. He doesn’t see, however, Josiah Cena walk up to him, spin him around and scoop him up into a powerbomb over the top rope to the floor. Walker lands right on top of Cage and tries to prevent his feet hitting the floor, but Cage grabs Walker’s feet and makes sure they touch!)
Macho Man: That’s cheating ... Marcus Cage cheated!
Art Campbell: Will you SHUT UP?! Anything is legal in the Rumble match, for crying out loud!
(Trisha and Xavior start brawling, Angel gets involved as well and begins hammering Trisha with forearm smashes. Duke’s rest period comes to an end as Omen grabs him and slams him hard against the top turnbuckle, busting him open. Rev is still bleeding in the corner, and Omen targets him, trying to flip him over again. Rev pulls himself back up and locks the triangle choke on Omen, trying to flip him, but failing. Rev nails a brilliant tiger feint kick across the top of the ring post, and Omen staggers backwards. Trisha drops to the floor behind him and trips the big man up. Angel lifts Xavior up for a piledriver, but he counters with a back body drop over the post)
Macho Man: NO! ANGEL IS OUT ....
(Angel lands on the steel steps at ringside and runs back into the ring)
Jake Ryland: Angel avoids elimination! That was incredibly lucky .... but sometimes you need a bit of luck in a match like this to survive!
Art Campbell: Angel’s luck must be in tonight, he already won the fuck the luck of the draw match
Macho Man: I told you guys ... he’s going to win it!
(Omen gets up and targets Xavior, lifting him into the air and trying to slam him over the ropes. Xavior lands on the apron, and Omen almost tumbles over the top ... but also lands on the apron. Both men stand on the apron in a dangerous position, but Omen hits a sick low blow, lifts Xavior into the air, and tosses him right into the first row of the crowd)
Jake Ryland: HOLY SHIT! Xavior just got launched into the fans!
(Some of the fans fall, but the majority manage to catch Steven and hold him up, and he starts crowd surfing like a rock star as the entire place goes crazy)
Macho Man: Put him on the floor you morons! Drop him! He’s supposed to be out!
(The match continues with Angel going after Cena and keeping him on the mat with a chokehold. Trisha pushes Omen into the corner and starts slapping him around a bit, Omen pushes her away though and nails her with a knee drop. The fans put Xavior feet-first on the security barricade at ringside, and he stands there basking in the cheers of the crowd)
Art Campbell: Steven Xavior has the support of this incredibly hyped up crowd ... that was amazing seeing him surfing through the crowd like that!
Jake Ryland: It sure was Jake .... and he’s already been wrestling now for over 63 minutes .... a new Rumble Record!
(Xavior springboards off the security wall and lands on his feet on the ring apron, sprints along it and dives back into the ring over the top rope with a frontflip which flattens Trisha Lee Moore)
Art Campbell: OH MY GOD! Reverse springboard tope con hilo! Xavior is still in this match!
Macho Man: I may not like the guy .... but I have never seen anything like that in my life.
(Cena powers out of Angel’s choke and starts brawling with him, trying to send him out of the ring. Trisha surprises Cena by getting back up and nailing him with a hard chop to the back of the head. Cena instinctively turns around, and Rev pokes him in the eyes. Trisha clotheslines him over the top to the floor)
Art Campbell: DAMN IT! Cena is gone ... and Rev just had a direct hand in his elimination! Cena is going to be pissed .... and Skylar Mosier at ringside looks like she’s about to burst into tears!
(Xavior and Trisha start punching each other, Xavior counters a punch with an arm drag, and then nails Trisha with a shining wizard. Duke comes out of nowhere and almost tosses Omen out of the ring, but somehow Omen hangs on again. Steven runs over and hits a crossbody on Omen, but then gets kicked in the crotch by Trisha. Rev quietly unlocks himself from the corner and runs across the ring, catches Xavior in a suplex position and sends him flying over the ropes to the floor)
Jake Ryland: NO! Xavior is out! The Rev has eliminated Steven Xavior ... and now Duke is the only PWSi guy left in this match!
Macho Man: Yeh, and he’s about 95. I told you PWSX were gonna win this thing! We’ve got Tony Angel in there, and he only came in at number 30, he’s the freshest guy in the ring right now.
Art Campbell: We still have Rev and Trisha in there .... I wouldn’t count them out!
(Rev finds himself being beaten up by Trisha, Angel, Omen and Duke for a few moments, but Angel eventually turns around and dropkicks Duke. Trisha and Omen go back to brawling with each other again, and Trisha suddenly gets speared by Angel. Tony turns around and gets kicked in the face by Omen, who is then clotheslined by Duke. Duke stands tall in the ring for a moment, but Rev creeps up behind him and tries to toss him out of the ring. Duke hangs on to the top rope and nails a kick to Rev’s face. Trisha grabs Rev as he staggers backwards and dropkicks him towards Duke again. Duke catches Rev and almost sends him over the top this time, but Rev counters and nails the old man with a hurricanrana)
Jake Ryland: The Rev seems to be public enemy #1 in this match right now! I think that may well work against him, Art.
Art Campbell: Of course it will Jake! That’s kinda obvious ...
Jake Ryland: Sorry Art, I’m excited. One of these five is going to Destiny! This is HUGE!
(Trisha goes for a hurricanrana off the second rope onto Tony Angel, but he catches her in mid-move in a powerbomb position, trying to throw her out the ring. Trisha leans out and grabs the bottom rope with her hand, keeping her legs wrapped around Angel’s shoulders and hanging upside down.)
Macho Man: Look out here ..... Trisha is swinging upside down on those ropes like a bat, caught between Angel and the ropes! She’s gonna be gone any second if Angel can somehow get her off!
Jake Ryland: That’s easier said than done, Trisha is a strong woman!
Art Campbell: She sure is Jake.
(Trisha gets her legs off Angel’s shoulders and wraps them around the top rope, still holding onto the bottom with her hands and hanging upside down. She suddenly gets a look of horror as she sees Angel run at her with a baseball slide .... which connects. Trisha drops head first off the ropes to the floor)
Jake Ryland: OUCH! Trisha just got eliminated ... and dropped right on her head! This is a potentially dangerous situation folks, but we’re down to four! Omen .... Tony Angel .... Duke Russell and The Rev!
Macho Man: Two PWSX guys in there Jake .... we’ve got a 50% chance now of having a PWSX guy win the Rumble this year!
Art Campbell: Be quiet would you?! We’re down to the final four!
(Angel turns around after eliminating Trisha, and gets nailed with an emerald flowsion by The Rev. Rev stands over the fallen Angel, and is quickly caught by Duke with a German suplex. Duke is then surprised from behind by Omen, who nails a Saito suplex on him, just as Angel finds his way back up and drops Omen with a springboard headscissors takedown.)
Macho Man: Tony Angel is proving to the world why be belongs in the Destiny main event!
Jake Ryland: IF he manages to get there Macho Man ....
Macho Man: He will, damn it! Mark my words .... Tony Angel will be in the Destiny main event!
(Omen starts getting back up, and Angel charges at him, nails a Pele kick to take him back down again, and is quickly knocked down by a stiff lariat from The Rev. Duke sneaks up behind Rev again and tries to eliminate him, but again Rev hangs on, pulls his legs up and skins the cat, getting back into the ring. Omen is still down, and Rev tries to lift him up. The distraction allows Angel to kick Rev from behind, taking him down as well. Duke tries to capitalise and powerbomb Angel, but Angel reverses into a sit-out facebuster)
Jake Ryland: I gotta admit Macho Man, Angel is looking pretty good in there right now!
Macho Man: I TOLD YOU! I told you he was going to win the Rumble!
Art Campbell: But he hasn’t won it yet ...
(Rev manages to scoop Omen up and places him on the second turnbuckle, out of his comfort zone. Angel charges over, leaps up and springboards off the second rope near the corner, and hits a springboard shin smash which connects right in Omen’s face and knocks him off the top rope to the apron. Omen gets back on his feet on the apron and goes to step back in, Angel grabs him around the throat and hits a sick twisting diamond cutter which sends Omen flying off backwards to the floor. Omen lands with a thud!)
Jake Ryland: OMEN IS OUT! We’re down to three now! One man from each brand ..... anyone can win this thing!
Macho Man: Anyone could, in theory, but Angel will!
Art Campbell: STOP IT!
(Angel, Rev and Duke come together in the middle of the ring and face off with each other, as the fans rise to their feet again knowing that they’re witnessing history being written. Angel and Rev start working together momentarily and begin hammering poor Duke. Angel takes Duke down with a piledriver, Rev hits him with a springboard moonsault. Angel lifts Duke up and takes him towards the corner, Rev nails him with a flip takedown out of the corner. The fans boo incessantly as Rev and Angel dominate the rumble)
Macho Man: This is great .... Duke is getting his ass kicked! And man, if anyone deserves it, it’s Duke Russell!
Art Campbell: You’re ridiculous. Duke is one of the most hard-working, gutsy performers I have ever seen in my life, and I don’t see why anyone would want this to happen to him. He’s a great guy, not that you’d understand that Macho Man!
(Omen starts getting up outside the ring and refuses to leave the ringside area as the action continues in the ring. Duke slowly begins to fight back against Rev and Angel, getting back to his feet and hammering them both with right hands. Duke whips Angel into the corner and charges at him with a stinger splash, but Rev takes him down from behind again with a bulldog)
Jake Ryland: Damn! Duke looked to be mounting a good comeback there, but Rev has just interrupted his momentum again!
Macho Man: This temporary alliance between Rev and Angel seems to be working well Jake .... they may be unstoppable!
(Omen walks around to where Angel is standing in the corner and reaches up, grabbing his arm and holding on for dear life, trying to pull Angel out over the top himself)
Macho Man: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?! Get out of here Omen you idiot! You were eliminated!
(Rev takes advantage of the distraction and scoops Angel’s legs up, sending him toppling over the ropes to the floor, and sending Macho Man absolutely crazy at ringside)
Macho Man: WHAT?! FUCK IT! DAMN! FOR GODS SAKE NO! NO! NO! NO!
Jake Ryland: Too much Pepsi, Macho?
Macho Man: SHUT UP! SHUT UP!
Art Campbell: Well, it’s down to two now .... The Revolution and Duke Russell ... one of these two men is going to Destiny!
(Duke and Rev come face to face in the middle of the ring with the Destiny sign in the background high up in the rafters. Both men are bleeding profusely. Duke nails Rev with a right hand, and the fans cheer deafeningly. Rev fires one back, and everyone starts booing. Duke punches back again, the fans cheer even louder, Rev fires back again, the fans boo again. After trading a few punches, Duke hits a scoop slam on Rev, and the atmosphere reaches electric levels inside the Georgia Dome)
Jake Ryland: Come on Duke! COME ON! I know I’m supposed to be unbiased and impartial and all that, but to hell with it! Duke Russell has worked his entire life for this .... and it’ll be a damn shame if he loses it now!
Macho Man: He’ll never do it Jake ... he’s too old, he’s too out of shape ... Duke Russell is a has-been and you know it! These people know it!
Art Campbell: You’re just bitter ‘cos Angel got eliminated! Duke is one of the best wrestlers we have in this company right now, and despite what you or any of these damn know-it-alls say ... he deserves to be in the main event!
(Rev gets back to his feet and hits an arm drag which sends Duke flying across the ring. Rev runs at Duke and leaps up to take him into the corner, but Duke hangs on and almost sends Rev flying right out of the ring. Somehow, Rev lands on the apron again and rolls back into the ring, nailing Duke with a low blow.)
Jake Ryland: COME ON! That’s not fair
Macho Man: It’s damn sure effective though!
Art Campbell: I don’t care how effective it is .... that doesn’t make it fair!
(Rev starts hauling Duke over the ropes and the fans are booing intensely as he does. Duke’s feet almost touch the floor but he pulls himself back into the ring once more. Rev drags him into the corner and hits a frontflip cutter which takes Duke down. Rev stands tall in the ring and looks up at the Destiny sign as the fans continue booing rabidly. Rev screams out to the crowd)
Rev: THIS .... IS MY DESTINY!
(Rev lifts a lifeless Duke up and takes him to the ropes to the final time. Rev throws Duke half over, Duke hangs on to the top rope, wraps his legs around Rev’s head and takes him over the ropes with a hurricanrana. Rev crashes to the floor and Duke hangs on, with only one feet appearing to hit the ground. The bell rings and the Georgia Dome explodes into a standing ovation)
Jake Ryland: YES! YES! YES! YES! DUKE WINS! DUKE WINS! DUKE HAS WON THE RUMBLE! DUKE RUSSELL HAS WON THE RUMBLE! YESSSSSSSSSSS!
Art Campbell: My God, somehow, some way, Duke Russell came back out of nowhere .... victory snatched from the jaws of defeat .... and against all the odds .... Duke Russell is going to Destiny!
Jake Ryland: And nobody will ever deserve it more! Despite the injuries, and the problems, and his age, and all the other knocks and setbacks that he has suffered along the way in his life ... Duke Russell has finally done it! Duke Russell has won the big one ... and he is going to Destiny! They all said it was impossible ... the dream that could never be realised; well on this night, in AtlantaGA – Duke has done it! My God, Duke has done it!
(Duke drops to his knees in celebration in the ring as confetti falls from the ceiling of the Georgia Dome and the fans remain on their feet in standing ovation cheering)
Art Campbell: Mark it down in your diaries folks, Sunday April 4, 2010 – Los Angeles Coliseum .... Duke Russell will be there in the main event! The impossible dream has become a reality, and Duke can hardly control his emotions! This capacity crowd are making no attempt to hide their sheer delight ... that they have witnessed Duke Russell writing history here tonight! The smile on Duke’s face tells a greater story than I ever could ... ladies and gentlemen .... Duke Russell is on top of the world!
Jake Ryland: Wrestling fans live for nights like this Art, forever and a day people will ask where they were when Duke Russell finally beat the odds and win the Rumble ... and 70,000 or so were here live, and I wish you all could be to experience this!
(Duke heads to the second turnbuckle and poses for the fans pointing up at the Destiny sign high up in the roof of the dome, as pyrotechnics explode all around him)
Macho Man: He’s going to lose to Sam Hayes at Destiny anyway
Jake Ryland: OH SHUT THE HELL UP!
Art Campbell: Well ladies and gentlemen, what a moment, what a night ... thank you so much for joining us tonight for Blood Wars ... we truly appreciate it. Make sure to tune into Shakedown this weekend for all the follow up, and Warzone on Sunday night as well! From myself Art Campbell, Jake Ryland, and the Macho Man, Goodnight from Atlanta!
(Blood Wars fades off the air with the final image being Duke standing on the rope surrounded by fireworks)
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