January 5th, 2005 vs. Lightning @ Nuclear Winter

NUCLEAR WINTER RESULTS

Date: Wednesday, January 5, 2005
Venue: Alamodome
Location: San Antonio, TX

The pyrotechnics explode all around the Alamodome in San Antonio, Texas, as PPW Nuclear Winter begins on TV sets around the world.

DM: Welcome everybody to PPW Nuclear Winter! Welcome to a new year of PPW television! Welcome to the greatest show on Earth! Hello everyone, I'm Donovan Michaels here with my colleague, Jesy Blue...

DM: On behalf of Jesy and myself I'd like to wish each and every one of you out there at home a very Happy New Year, and hope you all had a great Christmas!

DM: And let's start the year as we mean to go on, with non-stop PPW action! What an evening we have in store for you tonight - we have the first ever PPW TV championship match between the current All-State champion and self-proclaimed New Blood champion, Riddick Andrews, he takes on Slayne Demonio in our Main Event tonight... Plus we have an in-ring return for a PPW and WsW legend, The Dark Lotus!

JB: Yeah, yeah and there's the match to end all matches... teacher vs. pupil... James Spyder, our current Bloodgames champion, takes on Colin Zale in non-title action...

DM: We also have a 2 out of 3 falls triple threat match between former World champion Johnny Pyro and 2 relative newcomers to PPW, Harmony Tayor and John Black...

JB: And we also see Undead Warrior take on Shadow ni a match to be announced tonight... Plus tag team action as Ace Borger and the huge Thok take on Jack Hammer and Sean Martin...

DM: What a great night this promises to be... Plus we have the so-called announcement to be made by our C.E.O., Johnny Dinucci, regarding the PPW chairman...

But Jesy Blue is interrupted by the ringing of Velvet Revolver's "Slither", as Johnny Dinucci makes his way down the aisle, accompanied - as ever - by Jim "The Bomb" Grande.

JB: Probably gonna make some lame-ass announcement of some sort... You know what he's like, a massive ego problem...

JD: 3 weeks ago on Mutilation I promised you that the PPW chairman would be exposed tonight on worldwide television, and forced into resignation, if not retirement, by the accusations I will put against him on this night... And I stick to that promise... But not just yet... let's enjoy some good ol' PPW action first...

JD: Anyway, on with business... I declared that I would tonight announce the stipulation for the Bloodgames match between James Spyder and Colin Zale... And I know that both those guys are expecting me and Jim to screw around with them... especially you, Colin Zale...

JD: But I'm not gonna do that... It's gonna be a straight-up affair between the 2 of you, because let's face it... As much as I hate both of you - equally - you are 2 of the most gifted superstars to ever grace a ring... Therefore I see it only righ tthat you should have the chance to excel between yourselves... unopposed by anybody else.

JD: ...It will be James Spyder versus Colin Zale in... THE Spyder vs. Zale match!

JD: Allow me to elaborate... It is a full-on, No DQ, anything goes match... But there will be NO OUTSIDE INTERFERENCE by anybody at all... That includes Jim Grande, Johnny Pyro, Draven, even myself... It'll be James Spyder and Colin Zale, from the first bell to the last...

DM: WOW!!! That is possibly the best decision Johnny Dinucci has ever made in his life! This makes everything different!

JD: And anybody who interferes in this match will be fired on the spot... That includes you, Grande... I don't want anybody to screw this match up... It's too big to go wrong...

JD: I'm sure that asshole Mike Melling will be here later on to announce his stipulation for the TDL/Lightning match... And of course I WILL appear later on with the announcement that will change PPW for the better... Or at least in my opinion anyway, ha ha! Come on, Jim...

With that said, Jim Grande and Johnny Dinucci exit the ring and make their way back up the ramp to a mixed reaction from the crowd.

DM: These fans don't know how to react to Grande and Dinucci - the C.E.O makes a ground-breaking decision for the Spyder/Zale match, and promises a change in PPW... Maybe this is for the better?!

OPENING MATCH
REGULAR TAG TEAM MATCH
Jack Hammer & Sean Martin vs. Ace Borger & Thok

DM: And here we are, Nuclear Winter! What a huge show we have planned this evening. A returning former champ, a big TV Title Main Event and 2 out of 3 Triple Threat match.

JB: You're right. And it's about time, too. I'm sick of waiting for this night to arrive. I just want to go to my hotel, get drunk, vomit on myself and then pass out.

The lights in the arena go out and red sirens start to flash everywhere. "Favorite Son" by Green Day slams onto the PA as the fans cheer violently for "The Sniper" Ace Borger. Ace walks into the entranceway and out onto the ramp, in his left hand propped over his shoulder is a baseball bat wrapped in barded wire. Dressed in his ring gear, a pair of Oakley's on his face, he slowly removes them and scans the crowd as they continue to cheer for him. Whipping the sunglasses into the crowd he raises the bat into the air and makes his way to the ring.

JB: Debutante Ace Borger here Donovan, he looks good.

DM: Yeah Jesy, he looks like a real blue chipper and a real favourite with the fans.

"Superbeast" plays as the manbeast Thok comes out to a chorus of boos, followed by Wesley Richards who also receives another round of boos. Thok looks confused as he goes down to the ring with an angry face, while Richards follows behind him, Thok slides into the ring and throws his arms up in the air yelling "THOK SMASH" as Richards walks to Thok's corner, which Thok goes to also as his music fades.

JB: Look at the man, he is a monster. You don't have a clue as you haven't stepped into a ring, you wouldn't know what it's like.

The arena goes into darkness and the sounds of Slipknot ring out throughout the stage. Red lights start to strobe to the sound of the music, from a distance smoke can be seen coming from the side of the stage where a figure is rising.

Dressed in a red boiler suit, steel toe cap boots and carrying his faithful spiked baseball bat in hand, Jack Hammers rises standing looking into space.

His greasy long hair over his face covers the pain of his tortured life, slowly turning and head for the ring he ignores the crowd and climbs into the ring.

The lighting strobes only on Jack Hammer leaving the rest of the stadium in darknes, smoke engulfs the ring and "bang" - it clears leaving Jack Hammer stood on the top rope looking out to the crowd.

He climbs down and the lights come on.

As the intro to "C'mon, C'mon" by The Von Blondies begins playing, we see flashes of Sean Martin's face from all different angles on the Purepaintron. The screen flashes in rythym with the beat. Suddenly, as the song cuts in, pyros explode. Soon, a steady stream of bright, golden lights focus in on the entranceway, where a shadowy outline of a person can be seen. Soon, the spotlights move away to reveal Sean Martin, standing there with his arms crossed and a cocky smirk on his face. He soon begins making his way to the ring, motioning for the crowd to stand up as he walks. When he reaches the ring, he slides in and goes to the ropes closest to the crowd. He climbs up onto the ropes, and yells out at the crowd. Martin backs away after a moment, and begins to await the bell.

Everyone takes their time getting this match started, including the referee who checks on each wrestler. After a few minutes, things begin, as it appears Thok will start the match against Jack Hammer.

The two men start things off with a headlock from Thok. The headlock continues as Jack Hammer rams him into the corner, giving him some bodily shots, including punches and kicks. After a blocked punch, Thok sends Jack Hammer into the corner, striking him with kicks and back elbows. He even makes sure to wrap Jack Hammer's left leg around the middle rope, giving it some kicks. Thok continues to pound on Jack Hammer, until he walks into an eye poke.

While Thok stumbles out, Jack Hammer runs out, hitting a bulldog. Scrambling to his feet, Jack Hammer tags in Sean Martin.

Sean Martin enters the ring by dropping an elbow across Thok's back. He sits on Thok's back, grabs his chin and begins to yank back. Yelping can be overheard from Thok as Sean Martin keeps applying more pressure.

Sean Martin stands to his feet, waits for Thok to get to his knees, and when he does, Sean Martin drops back down, crushing Thok's back.

As if listening to Jesy, Sean Martin rises to his feet again, hovering over Thok's body. Out of nowhere, Thok grabs Sean Martin's right foot and drags him down to the mat. An Achilles tendon lock is placed on Sean Martin, sending him into a world of pain. With this turn of events, the fans cheer in unison for Thok, while Sean Martin reaches out for the ropes.

Sean Martin's right hand grabs the bottom rope and the referee moves in to break the hold. At the count of three, Thok pulls back, removing Sean Martin from the ropes, trying to make him tap out. Once more, Sean Martin starts reaching for the bottom rope, only being able to get a hold of them from some interference from Jack Hammer.

Thok rolls outside and chases Jack Hammer. Sean Martin rolls outside and drops Thok with a drop toe hold onto the steel steps. While this is happening, the referee is distracted by Ace Borger trying to come to Thok's aid.

Thok is rolled back into the ring and Jack Hammer hops back up onto the apron. Sean Martin is able to roll over towards his side of the ring, tagging in Jack Hammer, who hops into the ring. While waiting for Thok to stand, Jack Hammer backs away, measuring him up. When Thok is up to a knee, Jack Hammer runs in, catching him with a kneelift.

Thok staggers around, only to walk into a DDT from Jack Hammer, who promptly jumps back to his feet to gloat.

After a lot of boos from the fans, Jack Hammer finally falls on Thok's body, hooking the left leg. The referee count: 1...2...

Jack Hammer takes Thok up and throws him into the ring ropes. Jack Hammer whips Thok into the ropes, where he makes a blind tag to Ace Borger. When Thok bounces back, Jack Hammer tries for a kick, but Thok catches his leg. At that time, Ace Borger enters, hitting Jack Hammer with a superkick, while Thok gives Jack Hammer a single-leg legsweep.

JB: You just wait until Jack Hammer and Sean Martin nail Ace Borger with a double powerbomb into a suplex into a hurricanarananana.

Jack Hammer gets his shoulder up just in the nick of time, only to be hammered on by Ace Borger with some punches. He is whipped into the corner, where Ace Borger follows him in with a back splash.

With Jack Hammer staggering out of the corner, Ace Borger hooks him and takes him down with a Russian legsweep. Again, Ace Borger slings his arm across Jack Hammer's chest.

This time, Ace Borger stands Jack Hammer, wraps his right hand around Jack Hammer's neck, and pushes him to the corner, lifting him to the top rope in the Cradle of Death position. While he is in the air, Jack Hammer knees Ace Borger in the throat, causing him to release the grip.

JB: Another smart move. He just reversed that Cradle of Death move Ace Borger does so well.

DM: Someone should teach Jack Hammer some basic English skills, someday. That person, however, will not be me.

JB: I'd do it! I can teach him things such as "Donovan is a douchebag" and "haha, Donovan is useless."

Jack Hammer creeps over towards Sean Martin, tagging his partner in. Sean Martin comes in, drops a front elbow drop across Ace Borger's neck, keeping him down. Again, Sean Martin another rear chinlock is applied; this time to Ace Borger. Using his strength, Sean Martin lifts Ace Borger to his feet while clutching his head. Sean Martin picks Ace Borger up, snap suplexes him down, bounces off the ropes and lands a huge splash.

The referee starts his count, after Sean Martin hooks Ace Borger's legs and holds his shoulders down. 1...2.....No!

JB: That count was slow! It was too slow, Donovan! We should have winners right now! Jesus God Jesus Jesus Jesus.

Irritated, Sean Martin picks Ace Borger head up onto his shoulders, dropping the big man down with the End Game. Another cover is given, this time Sean Martin locks Ace Borger's shoulders down.

Taking Ace Borger up, again, Sean Martin places him in a standing headscissors. He locks his hands around Ace Borger's waist, hoping to hit an overhead belly-to-belly suplex, but Ace Borger blocks it.

Instead, Ace Borger overpowers Sean Martin, backing him into the corner. He gives Sean Martin some charging shoulders and then a big Cradle of Death.

DM: That's true. Luckily for Sean Martin, he landed at Jack Hammer's feet, and Jack Hammer was able to tag himself in.

To the top rope climbs Jack Hammer, who leaps off with a flying knee to Ace Borger's back, taking him down. Jack Hammer whips Ace Borger into the corner where Sean Martin resides, only to have Ace Borger hit with a knee to the back, prompting Thok to come into the ring, attacking Sean Martin.

JB: Goddamnit, stop this. The officiating in Pure Pain Wrestling is beyond terrible.

Trying to capitalize on Ace Borger's diverted attention of Thok and Sean Martin, Jack Hammer moves into the scene, hoping for some kind of attack. But he is knocked to the ground with a clothesline.

After all the attacks, Jack Hammer covers Ace Borger, hooking the left leg, only for Ace Borger to roll through and lock in the Sniper's Eye.

DM: There's nothing more to say, except for stick around! After the break we have The Undead Warrior taking on Shadow.

JB: And hopefully with a better ending than this crap. Oh and don't forget, the stipulation for the match is to be announced right after this break.

The camera pans in to show Ace Borger and Thok celebrating their win in the ring.

As PPW returns to the airwaves, "Sex Type Thing" by Stone Temple Pilots hits, and President Mike Melling makes his way out on to the stage.

DM: And here's Mr. Prez to announce his stipulation for the TDL/Lightning match...

JB: Knowing Melling it'll be a match to remember... He was the one who invented the Tower of Fear shown on our anniversary editon of Mutilation...

MM: I'm here, as you know, to announce tonight's stipulation between The Dark Lotus and Lightning... And I have decided to make this match... A Last Man Standing match!!! Both Lotus and Lightning will have to put each other through every pain they have ever experienced, for one man to stand tall at the end of it... For that one man to prove to the world that he has what it takes to compete at the highest level of sports entertainment... But who that man is... is up to that man... Now I will take my leave - this night is for the superstars of PPW, not the staff... despite what Johnny Dinucci and Jim Grande may think... Thank you, enjoy the rest of the evening!

DM: Dark Lotus and Lightning - Last Man Standing - what a match! This night keeps gettin' better and better!

“Eye of the Tiger” by Survivor cues up to a loud boo from the fans. Undead Warrior doesn’t immediately come out, instead the ring announcer begins his introduction.

Announcer: This match is a “Count Out Challenge” ! The first man to not meet the ten count is the loser ! Now entering the ring area, hailing from Yeovil in the United Kingdom, standing six-feet, two inches tall and weighing in at two-hundred and eighty pounds this is Undead Warrrrriorrrr !!!

Warrior walks out onto the ramp, gazing out across the crowd from behind his mask. He strides down slowly to the ring with a spotlight centered on him and grabs the top rope, pulling himself up onto the apron and over the top rope into the ring. He steps to center ring and stands silently, staring up the ramp towards the curtain. The arena goes dark again and the ring announcer steps into center ring with a spotlight on him, pointing down to the ramp.

Announcer: Now entering the ring area from parts unknown….this is Shadowwwww !!!

Shadow runs down to the ring and dives in, immediately throwing himself at Undead Warrior with a barrage of rights and lefts. Warrior backs off for a few seconds before placing both hands on Shadows chest and pushing him backwards forcefully. Shadow bounces off the ropes and springs back at Warrior, knocking him back with a forearm to the face. The move barely staggers the man with the mask and he immediately responds, letting himself bounce off the ropes in order to redirect his momentum. He bounces off the ropes and almost spins Shadow end over end, connecting with a vicious and horribly stiff clothesline.

JB: But there’s a really hot redhead two rows behind us that keeps smiling at me…she’s distracting.

Michaels shakes his head but doesn’t respond, instead turning his attention back to the ring where Undead Warrior has Shadow by the throat and has him at least two inches off the canvas. He also has the referee in his face, yelling at him to break the illegal choke. Warrior stands silently as the referee begins the count but doesn’t seem to react until the referee gets to four, suddenly and unceremoniously dropping Shadow to the canvas in a heap. Warrior immediately turns on the referee and chased him to the near corner, glowering down at him menacingly.

DM: This is bad strategy by Warrior, he’s losing his focus and giving Shadow time to recover.

Just as Michaels says this Shadow pulls himself to his feet and starts advancing on Undead Warrior, who is still trying to intimidate the cornered referee. Shadow advances rapidly on him and grabs him in a modified half nelson hold. He yanks back roughly on Warrior and steps back, suddenly releasing him. Warrior spins around only to be placed into a modified hand and arm chokehold that Shadow pairs with Warriors momentum from the spin to drive him face first into the canvas with a modified fall away facebuster. The move lands hard, shaking the ring loudly. Shadow immediately gets to his feet and starts putting the boots to Undead Warrior. After a few seconds the referee pushes him away and admonishes him. Warrior uses the chance to roll out of the ring and start walking up the ramp.

DM: Where the hell is he going ?!! Doesn’t he realize that he can lose this way ?

Shadow sees this and runs towards the ramp side of the ropes, sliding under and charging after Warrior. As he does this referee begins his count. Shadow reaches Warrior and clubs him in the back of his head with a double axe handle, knocking him forward. As Warrior staggers forward Shadow grabs him be the neck and spins him around, Irish whipping him back to the ring. Warrior flies into the ride of the ring back first right as the referee hits six in his count. Shadow charges him and clotheslines him, knocking him back into the ring. He rapidly follows him back in right as the referee hits nine in his count.

DM: That was close ! In his zeal to get Warrior back into the ring, Shadow almost got himself counted out as well !

DM: Sometimes I actually miss Grande out here next to me. I never thought I’d say that…

Shadow pulls Warrior to his feet and lifts him overhead, holding him there for a few seconds before dropping him down and power slamming him into the mat. Warrior lands hard and bounces off of the mat but gets no time to recover as Shadow immediately drops a pair of elbows into his throat and then hauls him to his feet, placing him into a full nelson. He wrenches the move for a few seconds then pulls Warrior up and drives him back first into the canvas with a hard full nelson driver. Warrior crashes to the mat but comes back up almost immediately and punches Shadow straight in the stomach, doubling him over. He grabs Shadow by the waist and lifts him up, slamming him down onto his back with a German suplex. Instead of releasing the hold he hauls Shadow back up and spins him around, driving a fist into his solar plexus as doubling him over. He then hauls Shadow up and powerbombs him to the mat hard.

DM: Undead Warrior seems to have the match solidly in his favor again, but I still have to wonder why he walked away from it earlier.

Jesy stands up and stumbles awkwardly away from the announcing table, off to find who knows what.

DM: Well…there goes Jesy again. Maybe I’ll pitch the idea of having him manacled to his chair to Mr. Melling.

Warrior turns back towards the ramp and starts to climb over the rope again when Shadow suddenly comes up behind him and gabs the top rope, pulling up on it and crotching him with the rope. Warrior’s body stiffens but oddly enough no sound comes from under the mask. Shadow pulls up and down on it a few times until he feels that Warrior is right where he wants him. Warrior reaches down and grabs the top rope to try and pull himself off of it but never gets the chance.

DM: What a boot to the head by Shadow ! Not only did the impact make one hell of a loud noise…but it looks like Warrior is once again trying to leave the match !! I’ve never seen this happen before…he just doesn’t seem to care about the match.

Just as Michaels had said, Undead Warrior is one again walking back up the ramp and to the back. Much to the shock and ire of Shadow, who is just standing in the ring with a dumbfounded look on his face, Undead Warrior is three quarters up the ramp before the equally amazed referee can even begin his count.

DM: Although there really isn’t much point in counting anymore it has to be done or the match isn’t officially over.

As Shadow stands in center ring next to the Referee the Ref begins his count, reaching ten in no time and waving his arms to signal the count out of Undead Warrior and the victory of Shadow. Although he clearly doesn’t like the outcome he allows his hand to be raised as the ring announcer announces Shadow’s victory.

MID-CARD MAIN EVENT
"THE" SPYDER VS. ZALE MATCH
NON-TITLE
James Spyder vs. Colin Zale

DM: As announced earlier, this next match's stipulation is just being named "THE Zale Vs. Spyder" match. I'm not quite sure what that means, Jesy. I've heard a lot about the history between these two men, but I can't be too sure what's going to happen.

JB: Well, I'll tell you exactly what I expect. I expect this match to end in nothing but blood, sweat, and ass.

The thundering beating of the drums kicks off the mid-card main event as "Ticks And Leeches" plays loudly. Erupting in cheers, every fan in the building stands and waits for James Spyder to make his way out to the ring. As the guitar chords break, the frontman of Tool screams loudly, which is, startlingly, screamed simultaneously by the fans as well: "SUCK AND... SUUUUUUUUUCK." The epitome of brutality makes his way from the entrance and stalks his way down to the ring, a chorus of cheering and chants for blood shaking the arena. He climbs into the ring and smirks a sadistic, blood-soaked grin that seems to allow the fans to scream louder for him.

The PPWTron fades out to a flood of blood. A still of Zale and Spyder standing toe-to-toe from a few years ago stands in the middle of the tron. A number one fades onto the screen as a deep, German voice comes across the speakers: "EINS!" Another still of Zale smacking his trademarked singapore cane across Spyder's forehead. "SVEI!" The number two comes across the screen, followed by a three. "DREI!" A still of Spyder and Zale facing one another, both of them drenched in blood. "VIER!" The number four, now a number five with a still of Colin Zale staring out intently at everybody. "Fünf!" A six. "Sechs!" Now a seven, followed by an eight and a nine. "Sieben! Acht! Neun!" A screeching halt and the picture seems to explode as the fans erupt again. "AUS!" The beginning guitar chords of "Die Sonne" by Rammstein boom heavily as the extreme icon makes his way down to the ring, singapore cane in hand.

As the camera zooms in on Zale and Spyder, it shows Spyder leaning against the ropes from the inside of the ring staring down at Zale on the outside, who is only staring up. Both men share matching smirks as they keep their eyes locked for a few moments. Finally Zale slides into the ring, untouched by Spyder, who is standing right where he slid under. When Zale stands, he raises the cane above his head and the fans respond with a thunderous roar of approval. When he turns, Spyder is only grinning. Both men are obviously ready for this match.

JB: Tremendous respect between these two men, everyone, I don't think you'll see this kind of respect between two men anywhere else.

DM: Well, these two men have a long history, as I'm sure everyone already is aware of.

Zale keeps his eyes locked on Spyder's eyes as he backs away to his corner. The two stand across from each other. The ref in the middle of them glances from one to the other, but both are locked in to their own world. Zale's music fades. Chants begin to scatter across waves of fans. Some cheering on Spyder. Some cheering on Zale. After what seems to be an eternity of waiting, the ref finally calls for the bell. Zale stands, still holding his singapore cane. Spyder takes a step forward, a stalking stare cast at Zale. Zale patiently taps his cane in the palm of his hand.

JB: Keep in mind that there are no disqualifications in this match, everyone! And falls count anywhere!

The two stalk one another with slow steps toward the center of the ring. The two meet in the middle and stand, staring at each other with smirks on their faces. Zale finally takes the first swing, smacking the singapore cane against Spyder's forehead. The fans respond with approving cheers, but are stopped quickly as Spyder takes the shot and quickly returns the hit by grabbing Zale by the throat almost as soon as the cane hits him in the head. He lifts him over his head and throws him back down to the ground. The cane bounces out of Zale's hands onto the canvas, but Zale stands as soon as he hits the mat. The two stand toe-to-toe again.

They grapple. Zale whips Spyder into the ropes. He bounces off. Roaring elbow from Colin Zale! Spyder stumbles backward. Zale sprints forward and nearly clotheslines Spyder's head right off his body! Spyder falls to the canvas. Zale immediately takes advantage, grabbing up Spyder's legs.

DM: We could see an elevated Texas cloverleaf here! If he can lift him over...

Spyder pushes the opposite direction that Zale wants to go, preventing Zale to execute the cloverleaf effectively. Instead, Zale grabs up his singapore cane. Just as Spyder begins to stand, Zale turns and swings. CRACK! The cane ricochets off Spyder's skull as a loud echoing snap is heard throughout the building. Spyder stays kneeling on one knee, a smirk on his face as the small cut on his forehead begins to bleed just slightly. Zale grins as he lifts the cane up, a thunderous cheer in response from the fans.

Spyder holds up his hand and motions for Zale to hit him. Without hesitation, Zale begins to swing wildly with the cane, hitting the monster over and over with the cane. After the tenth or eleventh shot, Spyder finally falls to the canvas in pain. Blood seeps from several cuts on his face. The blood-thirsty fans are jumping up and down, wanting more! Spyder lies for a moment, holding his face in pain. The Extreme Icon lifts the cane up and laughs maniacally. He throws the cane aside, which is cracked slightly from Spyder's skull, and rolls to the outside of the ring. He digs underneath the ring, and starts pulling out a ladder. Once he pulls it out, it's seen to be a twenty foot ladder. A wave of gasping is heard in the building. He pulls it completely out from underneath the ring, but then moves it aside to get to something else under the ring.

He finally comes out from the ring and brings with him a table... and another... and another.

Suddenly, Zale stops rummaging and comes out from beneath the ring. He stares around cautiously before turning around, feeling Spyder's stare on him. He ducks just in time from Spyder swinging Zale's own singapore cane. Spyder hurls over, and is caught by Zale with a release German suplex onto the surface of the unset tables. The back of his head bounces off the table and he rolls over onto the floor of the arena. Fans boo as he lies for a moment, holding the back of his head.

JB: Seems to me that Zale is getting the best of PPW's Bloodgames Champ, Donovan.

Zale grabs Spyder up and hooks him for a double-underhook DDT. But, Spyder reverses it! And nails a Northern Lights Suplex! Zale's body is hurled into the barricade separating the fans from the action. Spyder gets up and sets up the first table before focusing back in on Zale. He pulls him up by his hair, but is soon stopped by a hard Zale punch to the gut. Spyder starts to bend over. Zale grabs Spyder up and sets him up for a cradle piledriver. HIT! Spyder's head bounces off the floor once again!

DM: It looks like Zale is really working on Spyder's head here, Jesy. He wants to cause a little brain damage.

Zale stands and sets the second table on top of the first table, stacking the two tables. Quickly, he pulls Spyder up to his feet, and executes a sickening underhook knee face driver. Spyder's face hits Zale's knee so hard, in fact, that a drizzle of bloody drool drips from his mouth. Zale looks down at Spyder, shaking his head at the ease of this match so far. He grabs the third table and climbs the apron, setting it on top of the other two.

JB: We have a triple stacked table, Donovan! What are Zale's sick-ass plans for that one!

DM: I dunno, but I'm not lookin' forward to which body is going through those tables. That will damn near break a man in half!

As Zale finishes setting the table up just perfectly, Spyder dives as if he were entering the ring. His shoulders connect with the shins of Zale and Zale flips forward as Spyder continues sliding into the ring. Zale's body hits the floor and fans begin to marvel at the three tables stacked on top of each other. Spyder rolls back to the outside and pulls Zale up. He hooks his arms and hits a hard double underhook brainbuster suplex. Zale's head is spiked to the ground and he rolls over. Spyder doesn't go for the pin, however, he wants this match to last. Instead, he grabs Zale's singapore cane again and waits for Zale to stand.

DM: I'm not sure if this cane shot will put Zale down or just plain piss him off.

JB: I think Spyder knows what it will do, because he's smirking like a fool!

Zale stands, and ducks under the cane swing! Before he can turn around, a loud smack echoes in the building as Spyder swings again, this time connecting with the back of Zale's head. Zale stands up straight almost immediately. He turns on his heel and stares in at Spyder. He holds his hand out as if asking for Spyder to hit him some more.

Spyder grins and wastes no time. He hits him once... twice... three times... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9... 10... 11... 12... 13! Zale finally stumbles backwards, a little dizzy from the cane shots. A stream of blood runs down his face quickly. 14! And with this shot, the cane shatters over Zale's head and Zale falls backward into the barricade. He stares up at Spyder through a screen of blood dropping in front of his eyes. Spyder simply drops the short handle that's left of the singapore cane to the ground and steps to the side, smashing Zale with a standing superkick that sends Zale flipping backwards into the fans. Spyder leans over the barricade and pulls Zale up by his hair. Before he can do anything else, Zale smashes a pitcher of iced tea against Spyder's skull, shattering glass all over ringside.

JB: A fan handed Zale a pitcher of iced tea to use as a weapon! ...is that legal?

Spyder stumbles backwards and Zale immediately regains control of the momentum. He kicks Spyder in the stomach and wraps around him, executing a picture perfect piledriver on the floor outside the ring. He steps over to Spyder's head and applies an elevated dragonsleeper! Before Spyder can get out of the hold successfully, Zale wraps his legs around Spyder's waist and puts on more pressure. The short breath of Spyder can be heard weezing and gurgling as his blood drips from inside his mouth down his throat. After a few moments of struggle, Spyder finally gets the strength to power out of the hold, shoving Zale away from him. Zale steps back, but is soon knocked to the ground by a spinning heel kick from Spyder!

DM: Have you ever seen such a monstrous human being execute such a move with style!?

Spyder rolls Zale into the ring. He then sets up the ladder that Zale had removed from under the ring just a few moments ago. He climbs to the very top of the ladder and waits for Zale to stand in the ring. As Zale begins to stand, Spyder jumps from the top of the ladder into the ring. Zale catches Spyder in mid-air! And executes a Death Valley Driver in the same moment that he catches him, allowing Spyder's own momentum contribute to the force of pressure put on the back of his neck as he lands with a thud!

Zale stares down at Spyder as he smiles and rolls back to the outside, grabbing a chair this time. He slides back into the ring and waits, stalking Spyder quite like Spyder stalks all of his opponents. Spyder stands and turns, but when Zale swings, Spyder catches it in his hands and kicks Zale in the stomach, dropping the chair right between them, and hits Zale with a powerful DDT that causes the impact of Zale's skull and the chair's surface echo loudly.

Spyder grabs the chair and unfolds it, setting it on all four legs. When he grabs Zale up to whip him into the ropes, Zale reverses the whip with a whip of his own, launching Spyder through the ropes and back to the outside. Zale follows, rolling to the outside. Spyder is standing and Zale is already climbing the ladder. Spyder then climbs the other side of the ladder. Both of them reach the top at nearly the same time. They begin to trade headbutts. Zale finally gets the advantage after a few tradeoffs. He then goes to punch Spyder. Spyder catches his punch! And pulls him close to him! He falls backwards twenty feet down and...

Both men lie on the ground with broken table pieces surrounding them, and even covering them. All that can be seen of Spyder is his arms and his feet. Zale, all that can be seen is his legs. A minute goes by with both men stirring, but nothing more. Finally, Spyder rolls over, throwing a limp arm over Zale's body under the mess of destruction. The ref makes the count. 1... 2...

DM: A Spyder's Bite through three tables and Zale kicks out! What kind of human can take this sort of punishment!?

A few moments go by as Spyder and Zale both somehow reach their feet. The sudden exhaustion shows on both of their faces. On the outside of the ring, Spyder and Zale smirk at one another, then both laugh uncontrollably as everyone looks on in confusion. The two are both soaked in their own blood... and each other's blood. Spyder is the first to attack, however, and he hits Zale with a clothesline with such force that Spyder roars as he connects with Zale's throat. He goes back to the ladder, climbing it a little slower this time.

DM: He can't be serious. There aren't anymore tables to break! Why is he climbing that monstrous thing again!?

JB: I don't know, but he better be ready, because Zale is climbing now, as well... and he looks pissed!

Zale climbs and when he reaches the top he's at eye level with Spyder. The two lock eyes again, just as they did at the beginning of the match. Spyder's teeth glimmer with red stains as he smiles a demented grin. Zale continues staring, and now the two exchange punches at the top of the ladder. Zale reaches through the rungs of the ladder and hits Spyder in the gut with a stiff hard jab. Spyder bends and his head rakes the top of the ladder. At this same moment, Zale is executing a sunset flip over Spyder's body. His feet land perfectly a few rungs below Spyder's. Zale now throws Spyder's body into the ring with a jacknife powerbomb! The back of Spyder's head smashes the chair that had been unfolded and set up earlier. The seat of the chair smashes with Spyder's weight collapsing on top of it. In the same timespan, Spyder's feet had kicked the ladder as Zale tossed him forward, causing the ladder to fall backwards. Zale also lands, with the back of his head clanging against the metal rungs of the ladder with just as much impact as Spyder's!

DM: My god, both of these men could be seriously injured! We need paramedics out here!

Zale is first to react. He slowly pulls his body across the canvas towards the nearest rope. As he reaches a rope, James Spyder is also conscious and seeking the same thing. Zale is quickest to his feet, and limps over to Spyder, grabbing at the Bloodgames champion’s head. He goes to execute Here Comes the Pain – a Flipover Piledriver – but Spyder counters this with a Vertebral Snap!

DM: What a counter by Spyder! He hit a Black Hole Slam into a backbreaker, then slammed Zale’s spine into his knee! This one’s gotta be over!

But Spyder isn’t looking for a pinfall just yet. Instead, he takes Zale up to the top turnbuckle and executes a Downward Spiral.

DM: James Spyder earlier hit a Spyder's Bite through three tables and it wasn't enuogh to keep Zale down, but that one proved too much for Colin! What an unbelievable match we have just witnessed! Quite possibly the best match in PPW history!

But before the camera gets chance to fade out, Colin Zale approaches the ring announcer on the outside and grabs the PPW Bloodgames title belt.

Zale then looks down at the title belt then back up into the vacant eyes of Spyder. He then looks back down at the Bloodgames title... And extends it to Spyder!

DM: Alright!!! What a sign of respect from Colin Zale! He hands the Bloodgames title to James... What a true legend Zale is!

Spyder takes the belt and gives a nod of respect and acknowledgement to Colin Zale. Zale then extends his hand, and the two men shake hands in the centre of the PPW ring.

JB: What a great sight, Michaels - two men who have the utmost respect for each other. That's rare in this business nowadays!

James Spyder and Colin Zale then leave the ring together, like true warriors after a battle.

DM: Ok, up next we have Johnny Dinucci and his “plan” to disgrace our PPW chairman... Don’t go away!

"Slither" by Velvet Revolver hits, as Johnny Dinucci walks down to the ring, accompanied once again by Jim "The Bomb" Grande. Both men saunter slowly to the ring, lapping up the audience boos and jeers as they go.

Grande holds down the rope for Dinucci, as the 2 men enter the ring. JD grabs a microphone.

JD: And here we are again... and what an event it has been so far I must admit! But enough of the wrestling for a little while... It's now time for the REAL main event of the evening... the shaming of our PPW chairman!

JD: Many of you may be questioning my motives for bringing the chairman to his knees... The answer is quite simple... Power... Control... Money... Status. These are all things that I crave, that I desire... And through the chairman, I shall receive all this. But the current chairman is too safe, too worried about PPW's image. What do I say to that? Screw the image...

DM: Ah c'mon! PPW is well-respected throughout the wrestling world - our chairman's doing a great job!

JD: And don't get me started on his employment strategies... Honestly some of the people he employs are unbelievable... The talent scouts for one thing are an absolute shambles... Look at the roster... We have idiots like Colin Zale and Slayne Demonio running around the place, and that asshole James Spyder... And you, Jesy Blue... You useless crock of shit...

JD: Scouting under my ruling will have more Logan Omega's, more Tre Crawford's, more Dark Lotus'... More of the people who know how to get the job done... None of these half-assed showmen who care about nothing but what the fans think about them...

JB: Dinucci is treading on very VERY thin ice here, Michaels... He's lucky I don't go up there myself and kick his ass...

JD: With Jim Grande at the helm, PPW can be the greatest federation in history... There'll be none of the lame decisions that have been made by Mike Melling and Quentin Barnes in the past... It will be ran the way Johnny Dinucci intended it to be ran!

JD: Anyway... Back to the reason I'm here... to shame the chairman and force him in to resignation... And if he doesn't, then I will forward all of my findings to the judge and let him handle it... First off... How about Embezzlement?

JD: Our chairman is up to his eyeballs in fraudulent money - there's dirty money runnin' right through the middle of Pure Pain Wrestling - money I have purposely stayed clear of in order to bring this case upon him. For starters, there's the embezzling of PPW's profits into his own personal bank accounts by purchasing fake goods of his from another company he owns. He authorises the replacement of "faulty" electrical goods that never arrive - it's just the old stuff that's been fixed... Which brings us on to another charge... Corruption...

DM: Oh my God... Dinucci has REALLY done his homework on this guy! He really wants to be in full control of PPW!

JD: Corruption... Y'see, our chairman used his position of trust as the chairman of a multi-million dollar wrestling promotion to gain the trust of several bank managers and owners of major conglomerates, to partake in affiliation deals and open up several business accounts, only to flood them with counterfeit money and receive millions of dollars from them... thus gaining a lot of illegitimate money, and losing none of his own... Which brings us to yet another charge... Fraud...

JD: Our chairman has set up a lot of different business accounts under different names, and deals in many walks of "business" - most of which are illegal and can not be mentioned on TV. But the basic jist of it is this - he channels all his business accounts into his central account, which is his persoinal account, then redistributes counterfeit money into his different accounts. Therefore when money is debited from his accounts, he is offloading his fake money and keeping money that really doesn't belong to him. He has also been found to be transferring money from the accounts of members of our Board of Directors and replacing it with counterfeit cash - just last week one of our board members was arrested for fraud, having paid for a meal in a restaurant with a counterfeit bill. Not his fault, it was all down to our chairman... The brilliant chairman who does nothing but good for PPW... Well let me tell you - he's pulled the wool over your eyes for long enough... Because if he doesn't resign tonight, I will go straight to a friend of mine in the District Attorney's office and file all of this into a case against him... And he won't have a leg to stand on...

DM: This is all well and good, but does JD have any proof of any of this? Without proof he has no case!

JD: You see I couldn't possibly have done all of this alone... I had a guy on the inside helping me out... He had a team of legitimate security staff install closed circuit cameras in the office of our chairman, and recorded phone calls he had with several of his "contacts", as well as video footage - shot by our guy - of hookers walking in and out of his ofice, big drug-fuelled orgies, it's all there. For legal reasons I can't show the video tape if I am to forward it to the DA for a case, but I assure you, it's legit. and it has everything on it.

DM: Yeah, but who is Dinucci's guy on the "inside"? Is it backstage staff? Security? A superstar?

JB: Nah it can't be a superstar... Nobody on the roster can get that close to the chairman, not without knowing him personally...

JD: But ladies and gentlemen, I am not done here. There is more. You see in order for me to find out all of this information, I needed help, as I just mentioned. But there had to be a reason for somebody to help me... In today's world there are very few people who do things out of the good of their heart... except maybe for Donovan Michaels... Loser...

JD: So when I heard the cry of a certain somebody, I had to answer it... It was a cry of revenge... A cry that spoke out to me. And so I approached this person, and he was only too happy to accept the deal.

JD: For too long this man has walked in the shadows, ashamed of himself for no reason. You see, many years ago, our chairman - who, for the record is called William Douglas - was involved in an incident... A robbery to be more precise... A robbery that went wrong, and caused eternal pain to a certain somebody... And now this person is seeking revenge... Revenge that he has wanted for oh so long. "But what's in it for Dinucci?" I here you cry. Well it's simple... This guy was as close as one can be to Douglas... He was family... And he had inside information - old receipts, documents... memories... of his childhood and of the dealings of Bill Douglas... The people he'd associate with, the girls he always had - always different girls... The money he always had... None of it could possibly be legitimate for a guy in his early twenties...

JD: So without further ado, allow me to introduce you to the man who helped me destroy Chairman William Douglas...

The lights drop to darkness as "Eye of the Tiger" by Survivor kicks in... There is a ong pause from the crowd as they don't know what to expect... Then suddenly, the lights reappear, and standing alongside Jim Grande and Johnny Dinucci in the ring is none other than...

JB: Undead Warrior?! Of all the people in PPW, he was the LAST one I imagined!!!

JD: That's right! Undead Warrior has finally tracked down the half-brother he so desperately seeked! And it's all thanks to me! Warrior... over to you...

DM: I cannot believe this! Undead Warrior and Johnny Dinucci have brought the chairman of PPW to his final hour in charge!

UW: WALTER!!! Hear me now... Too long I have suffered in silence for your mistake... too long I have tracked you down in order to avenge myself... But now, thanks to Johnny Dinucci and Jim Grande, I have you in my sights... And now you will pay for the injustice I suffered at your hands... You see it was no coincidence that I signed to PPW... I had heard a rumour that the PPW chairman was in fact my half-brother, going by one of your many names... I know you as Walter Delgrado... I know you as a murderer...

UW: Back in our childhood, you had it all... the money, the girls, the friends, and I had none of it, because I was never given the chance, because I was adopted... You were the apple of mom's eye, and you were given all the chances... You attended school, were you met your friends in the first place, while I watched from the shadows, branded a recluse and a weirdo. And then one night you had a robbery planned... And it all went wrong... You asked me along with you - you knew you needed a scapegoat if anything was to go wrong... And go wrong it did... And I paid for your mistake. The bank clerk was a stubborn man, and refused to hand over any money... So you shot him, in the head... Point blank... So unreasonable, Walter... You then turned on me, broke my leg, and left me there with your gun... Then you fled. The police arrived and it was me who was arrested and jailed... I never got over it.

UW: 15 long years I spent locked up in prison... And not once did you visit to apologise. The one visit I did get was from some of your guys, who beat me within an inch of my life. Slashed my face with a blade, making sure I was physically as well as emotionally scarred for life, sending me a message to make sure I didn't talk and rat you out. Then I got out, and the hunt began. I was determined to find you, to make you pay for what you did... And now I have you... When I told Dinucci of my tale of woe, he was only too eager to announce who you were, he recognized the name "Walter Delgrado" as an alias you used in one of your many business accounts... And your cover was blown... So clumsy, Walter... I seized the opportunity with both hands... I will not rest until I see you rot and suffer, they way you made me rot and suffer... Well your time has come, brother. You will now rot and suffer... You WILL resign from your post as PPW chairman, or else suffer eternally as I am. My soul is haunted for the rest of my days, and soon I will haunt yours too... Beware brother, this is just the beginning... See you on the other side...

With that, Undead Warrior flees up the ramp way and in to the backstage area.

JB: That was an agonising tale told there by Undead Warrior... No wonder he is the way he is...

JB: Face it, Michaels... Our chairman isn't the nice guy we were led to believe he was... He is gettin' his just desserts...

JD: Ladies and gentlemen... We will now go LIVE to the office of the chairman, where my security staff are standing by... We will get his verdict on what he intends to do with his future... If he resigns, then I can make all of this evidence disappear, and speak with my contact at the DA's office. If not, then I'm afraid he will be incarcerated for the rest of his natural life... And I shall inevitably receive the role anyway... It's up to you, Dougy boy...

The feed then cuts to the Purepaintron, and live to the office of Bill Douglas, the chairman of Pure Pain Wrestling.

BD: People of PPW, it has been forced upon me to resign my post as chairman of this company. There will be a replacement chairman elected at the next PPW pay-per-view. Until then, full control of the company is bestowed upon C.E.O. Johnny Dinucci or whoever he wishes to appoint. My deepest apologies go out to all of you - I only ever did what I did to better this company. Goodbye.

JD: Thank you Dougy boy... So, by the power vested in me, I appoint Jim Grande as the stand-in chairman of PPW!

JD: However Jim, you do know that this is only a moniker, I will still be in full control of the company...

JG: That's fine by me, Johnny... As long as Melling is aware of his position within the company...

"Slither" by Velvet Revolver plays again as Dinucci and The Bomb exit the ring.

DM: What have we just experienced?! Undead Warrior and Johnny Dinucci have collectively ended the career of Bill Douglas!

JB: Yeah, and the new chairman of PPW is Jim Grande!!! We're all in serious trouble Michaels!

MATCH 5
BEST 2 OUT OF 3 FALLS MATCH - TRIPLE THREAT
Johnny Pyro vs. Harmony Taylor vs. John Black

DM: And we're just about ready for the penultimate match of the evening - the Triple Threat 2 out of 3 Falls match between Harmony Taylor, John Black, and of course, Johnny Pyro...

"Fire" by Alice Cooper hits as the top of the ramp explodes in fire, with the ramp being lined in fire. As the fire at the top of the ramp dies down, Johnny Pyro steps out onto the ramp, the hood of his hoody over his head. He struts cockily down the ramp and rolls into the ring.

JB: I used to have great respect for Johnny Pyro... Now I just think he's a freakin' sell-out...

The arena lights slowly come to a dim as "Sixteenth" by The Livid begins to stream through the sound system. The bassline blares and the beat kicks up. The spotlight catches John Black as he thrusts the curtain open. He continues toward the ring with his characteristic strut and dance moves. The crowd roars as the 'Innovation Sensation' arrives at ringside. From the floor, he grabs the top rope and jumps up on the apron, landing on his knee. He bobs his head to the music and points out to the crowd. He rises to his feet and puts one leg through the center rope. He turns to the crowd smiling and jumps back to the floor. He greets his fans before sliding back into the ring. Making his way to the corner, he climbs to the second rope. He raises his hands and shouts to the crowd. The music fades as Black awaits the arrival of Taylor.

"Bitch" by Sevendust blares through the PA system, and Harmony Taylor dashes to the ring in double-quick time! She slides under the bottom rope and begins to dart towards John Black!

Taylor rushes at Black, and nails him with a quickfire dropkick that sends him stumbling backwards through the ropes and to the floor. Pyro then moves quickly and nails Taylor with a forearm to the back, followed by a second, he then whips her into the ropes and attempts a back bodydrop, but Taylor swivels and lands on her feet, Pyro turns and gets kicked in the gut, which Taylor follows up with a ddt. Taylor kips up and looks ready to fire.

DM: Taylor’s come out swinging in this one, already taking the former world champion to the mat.

Taylor picks Pyro off the mat as Black is seen climbing back onto the ring apron. Taylor whips Pyro into the ropes where he connects with Black and knocks Black flying off the apron and into the steel crowd barrier.

On the rebound Taylor leaps into the air and wraps her legs around Pyro, taking him down with a hurricanrana, she stays on and proceeds to lay into Pyro with a succession of punches. The crowd let out a collective cheer as Taylor continues to dominate the match. Standing quickly, she pulls Pyro to his feet and hits him with a few right hands that back him into the corner, Taylor then backs up a few strides and runs at Pyro, looking for a crossbody to squash him into the corner, but Pyro drops and ducks under the move, leaving Taylor to hit hard against the turnbuckle. She falls in a heap as Pyro stands and shakes off the cobwebs.

Taylor uses the ropes to pull herself back to her feet as Pyro mounts the top rope, meanwhile Black has managed to clamber near the ring and rolls himself back in. Pyro leaps looking for a missile dropkick, but Taylor notices and moves, leaving Pyro to slam his feet into Black, knocking him to the canvas. Taylor grabs Pyro and immediately throws him over the top rope to the floor. She then grabs Black and positions him near the middle of the ring before heading to the top rope. She looks out at the crowd with a knowing smile then leaps off executing a perfect moonsault onto Black.

DM: Con-Air! Harmony calls that move Con-Air, and she hit it with precision.

DM: And just like that Harmony has taken the first fall, she’s started this thing with a bang Jesy.

DM: You know, this may be a little premature, but she reminds me of a former female wrestler...

Taylor stands as Pyro is rolling back into the ring, she walks over to him but as the referee is checking on Black, Pyro jabs a thumb in her eye. Pyro stands and grabs Taylor in a suplex position, before nailing her with three suplexes in a row. Pyro goes for a quick cover 1...2...Black drops an elbow on Pyro, breaking up the fall.

JB: For his sake let’s hope it’s not the last... I wouldn’t get your hopes up though.

Black pulls Pyro to his feet, however Pyro slams a few punches into Black’s midsection, before putting him into position for a powerbomb, which he connects with, driving Black into the canvas. Pyro drops down for a cover 1......2.....Taylor kicks Pyro in the head, breaking the count. Harmony drops a quick legdrop across the throat of Pyro and then picks him up, she attempts to whip him into the ropes however he reverses and sends her running, she hits the ropes and bounces off toward Pyro, Taylor leaps up onto the shoulders of Pyro once more however this time she comes down with a facebuster. . Black is on his feet and moves toward Taylor, however she drops down and hits him with a low blow. She puts Blacks head between her legs and executes Face the Music (Pedigree) sending Black crashing into the mat. Taylor pins Black as the referee counts 1...2..Pyro dives but not in time to stop the ref slapping the mat a third time.

DM: What an impressive performance by the newest member of Maulprod. You would have to think her new partners were impressed with that effort Jesy.

Taylor rolls out of the ring holding her arms in the air triumphantly as the crowd give her a mass of cheers.

The scene cuts backstage where Sean Martin can be seen getting a refreshment from the dispesner. In the background, Johnny Pyri walks past, sweaty and bruised from his match with Harmony Taylor and John Black.

JP: Well, well, well, if it isn't Sean Martin... I see you lost your match tonight... Not thebest way to start your first fawking pay-per-view...

JP: Did you not hear me, Martin - who the hell do you think you are to give me that look? You're welcome by the way for me helping you out on Mutilation the other week...

SM: Johnny, what the fuck are you talkin' about?! I won my match fair and square on Mutilation...

JP: If I were you, SEAN... I'd take a look over the VT footage of your match... You don't have to thank me, it's OK... That one's for free... But the next time... You'll pay...

Pyro then walks off to his locker room, leaving Sean Martin very confused and bewildered as the scene cuts back to the ring.

JB: I can't wait for this match, Michaels! Lotus vs. Lightning...WOOOOOOOOOOO!!! It'll be a bloodbath!

DM: Yeah it will Jesy, and the stipulation for this match, as decided by C.E.O. Johnny Dinucci and President Mike Melling, is a Last Man Standing Match!

JB: Ah man!!! This match just got even better!!!

The lights dime as the echo of thunder goes though out the arena, suddenly a bolt of lightning hits the entrance and the music picks up, a figure steps out wearing lightning-designed wrestling gear, you can hear some of the crowd start to cheer. As the figure steps through the ropes the music dies, and Lightning awaits Lotus.

JB: This guy makes my skin crawl...he's great!

DM: You are a strange and sick human being, Jesy Blue!

"Taste of Blood" by Dark Lotus hits the PA system, as Lotus walks into the arena with all the ights turned off. The only light is that from the stairway, the sky boxes and the dim spotlight on Lotus. Lotus walks to the ring and steps over the top rope, as he does this the ring fills with smoke.

JB: I hate-

DM: -Yeah yeah, we know, you hate The Dark Lotus!

The 2 superstars confront each other face-to-face in the middle of the PPW ring...neither man will move their gaze away from each other.

DM: This match will be truly phenomenal, Jesy!

JB: I'm scared, Donovan!

The referee calls for the bell, and the Last Man Standing match gets underway. Lightning has the early advantage with a stunning Super Kick right into Lotus's jaw. Lightning then follows up this early attack with a Brainbuster Suplex. He knocks Lotus to the mat, but Lotus is back on his feet before the referee can even think about beginning a 10-count.

DM: Lightning has the advantage in the early-going of this one but there's a long way to go yet!

JB: I certainly hope Lightning beats this son-of-a-bitch within an inch of his life!

Lightning attacks Lotus again with a Missile Dropkick, and then picks up Lotus and Irish Whips him into the right-hand ropes. On the return, Lightning goes for a Hurricanrana, but Lotus manoeuvres his body out of the way, and Lightning flies into thin air, and then crashes to the mat! Lotus then gets himself over to Lightning and picks him up. He issues a Body Press Slam to Lightning, who has the wind knocked out of him due to the impact!

DM: Great shot by Lotus, and the balance of power has shifted in this confrontation!

The Dark Lotus picks up Lightning again, and this time hits a DDT, thus Lightning falls to the mat once again. Lotus then exits the ring, and makes his way over to the announce table/ringside officials area. He pushes the timekeeper off of his chair, and then equips himself with the steel object.

JB: Uh oh, this is where the pain begins!

As soon as Lotus acquires the chair and turns around to face the ring, Lightning is on him, and the 2 begin to do battle outside of the ring. Lightning kicks Lotus in the stomach, and then takes the chair from his grasp. Lotus then hits Lightning with a Big Boot, and the chair falls to the ground as the 2 warriors engage in hand-to-hand combat. Lightning throws blows at Lotus - Lotus throws them back - the 2 men slog it out in a real slobberknocker outside the PPW ring!

DM: This one's finally settling in Jesy...it's gettin' personal now!

Lotus maintains his advantage over Lightning with another DDT - this time Lightning's head crashing into the mats on the outside of the ring.

JB: Now that hurt Lightning!

Lotus then starts to grab at the mats on the floor, and peels one away from its base. He reveals the concrete floor underneath, and then picks up Lightning, positioning him ready for another move. Lotus puts Lightning's head between his legs, and gets ready to deliver a Jacknife Powerbomb, but Lightning reverses the move, and hits a Back Body Drop on Lotus, sending his body crashing into the unprotected concrete floor!

DM: Great counter by Lightning, and this match just blew wide open again!

Lotus hit his back hard on the concrete, and Lightning then picks up Lotus and tosses him back in to the ring. He then makes his way around to the announce table and retrieves the fallen chair from earlier.
Lightning then climbs back in to the ring, where The Dark Lotus is just returning to his feet. Lightning swings the chair and lets out a huge chair shot right in to Lotus' skull!

JB: Yeah!!! Great shot by Lightning, and Lotus is out of it!

DM: You sick bastard, Jesy...that chair shot was ungodly!

Lotus lies in the ring, motionless. Lightning looks at the referee, who looks back at Lightning, and then begins to count to 10...

1......2......3......4......5......6......7......Lotus begins to move his feet and arms......8......Lotus hears the count, and quickly grabs the closest rope, and pulls himself up.

DM: Nearly! But only a 9-count in the end - Lightning has to find another way to keep Lotus down!

JB: How about maybe...a shotgun?

DM: Jesy!!!

JB: What?! It'd work...

With both men on their feet, the action resumes. Lightning goes straight back after Lotus, and hits him with a multiple German Suplexes. Lotus's head hits the canvas, but he bounces back up to continue fighting. Lightning then Irish Whips Lotus off the ropes, but Lotus gains the upper hand again by ducking Lightning's Clothesline attempt and hitting a Death Valley Driver!

DM: Great counter move by The Dark Lotus!

JB: It was ok...not great...

Lotus then goes after Lightning. He begins to kick Lightning in the chest and head, trying to prevent him from getting back up. Lotus then stands aside whilst the referee begins a count...

1.....2.....3.....4.....5.....Lightning begins to climb to his feet, but Lotus knocks him back down again with a Dropkick to the face!

1.....2.....3.....4.....5.....6.....Lightning again tries to get up, and again Lotus knocks him right back down!

1.....2.....3.....4....5.....6.....7.....Again Lightning makes an attempt to get back to his vertical base, and again Lotus tries to knock him back down. But this time, Lightning manages to get to his feet, and hits Lotus with an Evenflow DDT!

DM: Great perseverance by Lightning, he eventually got back up, and now he has a little bit of an advantage!

JB: Go Lightning! Bury this asshole!

As if hearing Jesy Blue, Lightning goes after Lotus. He picks him up and hits an Enziguri, and then capitalises on this by hitting a dangerous DDT! Lightning then stands aside as referee Chris Lavigne begins another count...

1.....2.....3.....4.....5.....6.....7.....8.....but Lotus will NOT stay down for the full 10-count!

DM: And this time it’s LOTUS who refuses to quit! What a match!

Lightning is visibly pissed at this, and grabs the steel chair once again. He swings it at Lotus, who ducks out of the way, and baseball slides himself out of the ring!

DM: Great thinking by The Dark Lotus!

JB: I'd say he was scared!

DM: You say a lot of things, Jesy, and hardly any of them deserve a reply!

Lotus then drops to his knees and begins rummaging under the ring. He returns back into Lightning's sight....clutching a sledgehammer!!!

JB: Oh my God...Lotus's got a sledgehammer! Lightning get outta there!

Lotus re-enters the squared-circle, and both men stand at each end of the ring, like a showdown scene from a Western. Both men run at each other, chairs and sledgehammers swinging uncontrollably, until they meet in the middle. Lotus tries to hit Lightning with the sledgehammer, but Lightning blocks it with the chair, and then tries an assault of his own. But as Lightning did, Lotus blocks the attack.

DM: This is turning into a real nasty encounter, Jesy!

JB: It sure as hell is - they've got weapons, Michaels!

Lightning swings his chair at Lotus again, but again Lotus ducks. But as Lotus ducks, Lightning hits a Fame-Asser-type move, knocking Lotus to the ground!

JB: Clever move by Lightning - opting to use conventional means rather than the weapon!

DM: Only because the weapon missed!

Lightning then stands over Lotus, and signals to the referee. The referee begins a 10-count...

1.....2.....3.....4.....5.....6.....Lotus begins to twitch his feet and legs......7.....he now begins to slowly crawl towards a rope......8.....he pulls himself up via the ropes and eventually regains a stance.

DM: NO!!! Lightning can not keep Lotus down! There's no way!

Lightning then lets out a growl of discontent, then flies at Lotus. He jumps to the top rope and hits a thunderous Missile Dropkick – his trademark move!

JB: Missile Dropkick! Lightning’s getting’ ready to end this one... Oh Lotus's time is now officially over!!!

Lotus plummets to the canvas, and lies dead still.

1.....2.....3.....4.....5.....6..... But Lotus gets back to his feet!

DM: I don’t believe this! Lotus is back up, YET AGAIN!!!

Lotus then takes charge of the situation and darts towards Lightning, and grabs him around the neck.

JB: Ah, crap...

DM: Is it?! Is it gonna be hit?!

The Dark Lotus then issues a Chokeslam to Lightning, right in the centre of the PPW ring in San Antonio.

DM: PITS OF HELL!!! That should do it!

Chris Lavigne again resumes a count of 10...

1.....2.....3.....4.....5.....6.....7.....8..... But Lightning manages to get back to his knees, and then up to his feet before the 10-count!

JB: YES!!!

DM: Unbelievable scenes here in Texas!

With a look of amazement on his face, Lotus quickly makes sure Lightning doesn’t get the chance to attack, and gets him in to a Tombstone Piledriver!

DM: THE DARKNESS!!! Now it’s DEFINITELY over!!!

Lotus then stands back as Lightning is counted again...

1.....2.....3.....4.....5.....6.....7.....8.....9....10!!! It’s all over!!! The Dark Lotus is victorious!

WINNER OF THE MATCH – The Dark Lotus

JB: God dammit!!! I hate this guy!!! Why couldn’t he stay away from PPW!!!

DM: The Dark Lotus wins on his return to wrestling! What an evening for him! Don't go away folks, the Main Event is up next!

Camera fades to a commercial break.

MAIN EVENT
REGULAR SINGLES MATCH
PPW TV CHAMPIONSHIP
Riddick Andrews vs. Slayne Demonio

DM: What an event Nuclear Winter has been thus far, Jesy – a real benchmark in pay-per-view wrestling!

JB: Hell yeah, Michaels… We’ve seen fantastic matches throughout – and a huge surprise unveiled by Undead Warrior – the PPW chairman is his half-brother! Unbelievable!

DM: And not to forget that epic battle between James Spyder and Colin Zale – that one will go down in history as one of PPW’s greatest ever matches… But now on to our Main Event of the evening, the first ever PPW TV championship match, between Slayne Demonio and the current PPW All-State champion, Riddick Andrews…

“Almost Gone” by Mushroomhead echoes through the Alamodome in San Antonio, as Slayne Demonio appears on the stage. He walks out after the engine roars in the theme song in complete darkness with just a red light illuminating him. Demonio walks down mid-ramp raises he's fist about chest high then the entrance, ramp, and ring blow up flames that die down but the whole room becomes lighted in red. Then he enters the ring and awaits the arrival of Riddick Andrews…

DM: You can see the look of determination on the face of Slayne Demonio… He wants this match so much!

“Can't Stop” by the Red Hot Chili Peppers hits as Riddick heads out onto the ramp. The crowd explode as he makes his way to the ring. His eyes never come into contact with the crowd as if shunning the pop. He rolls into the ring and jumps to his feet, he then walks to each side of the ring with a bird flipped in the crowds’ direction. He then centres himself in the ring and raises the All-State title high above his head, then pierces a hole through Slayne…

The referee takes the All-State title from Riddick and hands it over to the ring announcer. He then acquires the new PPW TV championship belt – exactly the same in appearance as the All-State strap – and hoists it above his head, for all to see.

JB: Same lookin’ belt, but so much more power and status behind it, Michaels…

DM: That’s true Jesy, and both these guys will be looking to gain that belt for themselves and become the number one superstar in Pure Pain Wrestling. But only one guy can reach that pinnacle… But which one?

The referee gives the championship belt back to the ring announcer, and then calls for the bell. Straight from beginning, Slayne Demonio attacks, and connects with a flying lariat, knocking Riddick back into the ropes. Slayne then follows up with an Irish whip, and goes for a tornado punch… And connects!

With Riddick stunned, Slayne continues his assault with a swinging sidewalk slam, driving Andrews’ back into the PPW mat. He then goes for a very premature cover…

JB: An unbelievable start here by Slayne Demonio – he has Riddick rattled!

Riddick gets back to his feet and hits Slayne with a quick right hand, gaining himself some time. He then hits an evenflow DDT, followed by a springboard wheel kick. Riddick then goes for a brainbuster suplex, but Slayne reverses it and connects with a flapjack slam!

Slayne then picks up Riddick and Irish whips him in to the corner. Demonio then climbs the ropes and hits a super tigerbomb on Andrews, knocking him back to the canvas. Again Slayne goes for the cover…

DM: This one’s been pretty much Slayne’s match thus far, Jesy, Riddick hasn’t really had chance to build up any momentum…

JB: True enough, but don’t be writin’ Riddick off just yet, there’s along way to go…

Then follows an uneasy silence between Donovan Michaels and Jesy Blue. But this silence is soon broken as Riddick Andrews hits Slayne Demonio with a tigerbomb of his own.

DM: What a connection by Andrews! And it’s his time to get some advantage!

Riddick then picks up Demonio and issues a powerbomb, almost breaking his opponent in half! Andrews then goes for a cover…

Riddick continues to dominate by tossing Demonio into the turnbuckle, then Irish whipping across to the other one. He then Irish whips him off the ropes, and monkey tosses him out of the ring. With Slayne lying on the mats outside the ring, Riddick takes a moment to gather himself, then exits the ring and approaches Slayne.

JB: And the action has spilled to the outside Michaels, very dangerous territory!

DM: I’d say it was more dangerous for us than anybody else! Look how close they are!

Riddick hits Demonio with a running enziguri, and Demonio lands right at Donovan Michaels’ feet.

Riddick then pushes Michaels off his chair to get a proper lock on Demonio, and then picks his opponent up, and tosses him under the bottom rope and back into the ring.

Meanwhile, back in the ring, Riddick continues to dominate Slayne Demonio, and hits him with a brainbuster suplex, followed up with an elevated texas cloverleaf. With Slayne writhing in pain, Riddick slows the pace of the match down.

DM: Deep waters here now for Slayne Demonio, he has to break out of this hold!

JB: Yeah but he’s far away from any ring ropes… He needs to start crawling, try to overpower Andrews somehow…

Slayne’s face is a picture of agony, but he manages to squirm across the ring to a rope, but can’t quite reach it. He raises his arm, as if ready to tap out…

Slayne manages to force another inch or so out of Riddick and grabs the bottom rope, much to Andrews’ shock.

But Riddick quickly destroys any hopes Slayne had of building up steam, by executing a falling elbow to the sternum.

Slayne then flips back up to his feet, and unloads on Riddick Andrews with a series of lefts and rights! He eventually causes Riddick to stagger backwards into the ropes, then unloads with a yakuza kick – square in the jaw!

Slayne gets back to his feet, devastated at being so close to victory. He then Irish whips Riddick in to the turnbuckle, then hits him with a running spear, picking Andrews up for a good few strides before slamming him to the ground!

JB: What does Slayne Demonio have to do to get a pinfall over Riddick Andrews?!

As Slayne pulls Riddick back up to his vertical base, Riddick hits Slayne with another evenflow DDT, then executes his trademark jumping piledriver!

DM: What a shot!!! And Slayne’s been busted wide open! The blood is flowing in San Antonio!

Riddick sees the laceration on Demonio’s head, and decides to climb to the top turnbuckle. He dives down on Slayne and hits a rocker dropper!

Riddick grabs Slayne and together they climb the ropes. Riddick connects with a top rope double underhook suplex, almost beheading Slayne Demonio!

DM: I think you’re right Jesy… Ladies and gentlemen, your TV champion…

But as Riddick readies himself for a pin, Slayne gets up and hits a rock bottom-style manoeuvre, but spinning Riddick 180 degrees in the air before slamming him down to the mat!

But before Slayne can get a cover on Riddick, Riddick rolls out of the ring, and to the ground.

Slayne goes under the bottom rope and picks up Riddick. He tosses him back in to the ring. He then walks up the steps to re-enter the ring, but notices that Riddick is already back to his feet! Slayne cautiously enters through the middle rope, but is met by a Riddick right hand, followed by a kick to the stomach. Riddick then lifts Slayne into a fireman’ carry…

WINNER OF THE MATCH BY PINFALL – Riddick Andrews
Riddick Andrews is the first ever PPW TV champion

DM: What a match! What an event! What an outcome! Ladies and gentlemen, we have witnessed the dawn of a new era for PPW… a new year brings new power… And Riddick Andres is sitting on top of the wrestling world… for now it’s good night!!!

Camera pans to the crowd, then to a victorious Riddick Andrews holding the PPW TV title aloft.