WEDNESDAY,
JUNE 23, 2004 "Superstar" by Saliva rings throughout the PPW sound system, as Mutilation airs live from the Saskatchewan Palace, Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, Canada! The crowds go wild for the night's proceedings to begin. DM: The Saksatchewan Palace is a complete sell-out, the crowds are ready for Mutilation! Hello everyone I'm Donovan Michaels along with my broadcast partner Jim "The Bomb" Grande... JG: How ya doin'... DM: What an explosive show we have for you tonight, namely the Main Event - a No Disqualifications Match between the undefeated Wolf and PPW's newest rising superstar, Johnny Pyro! JG: Yeah and there's the Bloodgames Title on the line too, as Myth defends against Darkness Creature! DM: But without further ado, lets get you guys down to the action, and the first match of the night, Matt Denton vs. Muerte! OPENING
MATCH “Gangsta’s Paradise” by Coolio plays as Matt Denton walks down to the ring to hardly any reaction. DM: Well Jim, this is our first match of the night, and I know you have a favourite to win… JG: Yup, it’s Muerte, no offence to Denton, but if someone doesn’t want to use PPW air time that has been given to him, I have no damn respect for them! DM: Wow, that’s a little harsh, don’t you think? JG: I still got my job… DM: For now it seems, and here comes his opponent… Muerte!! Sure enough “Bodies” by Drowning Pool hits and Muerte makes his way out, very cockily, and receives a few boos, along with several cheers from the crowd. Muerte rolls into the ring and stares at Denton, smiling cockily at him. Denton however, has a far away look in his eye. DM: This is a strange sight, Muerte is towered by Denton, who is a foot and two inches taller than his opponent… Yet Muerte is the confident one! The bell sounds and Muerte runs at Denton, who goes for a big boot. Muerte ducks the boot and waits for Denton to turn around, and as he does, Muerte hits a jumping side kick, which just about connects with the jaw of Denton. Denton rocks back as Muerte lands on all fours. Muerte gets up and runs at Denton and hits him with a clothesline, rocking him further back and into the ropes. Denton looks dazed mainly from the kick as Muerte runs at the ropes opposite Denton and comes back and clotheslines Denton over the top to the floor! Denton lands on his feet as he tries to get his senses back JG: This is great Don! Muerte taking it straight to the big guy, and look! He isn’t easing up now!! Muerte has gone to the top rope and waits for Denton to turn around before Muerte leaps off and sends Denton to the ground with a top rope plancha!! DM: And finally, the big man goes down!! Muerte stomps on Denton a few times before dragging him to his feet and whipping him into the steel steps. JG: WOAH! Such ferocity from the Irish Whip there, Muerte really taking it to Denton. Muerte rolls Denton back into the ring and follows him in. He picks Denton up and somehow manages a T-Bone suplex to which the crowd go nuts for!! DM: FANTASTIC STUFF THERE!! He showed great technique in being able to suplex such a big opponent! JG: Yah, he’s big, but he’s like a fricken’ dead weight… He’d have more of a challenge against Adz DM: You sure about that? JG: No, it was an exaggeration and I am deeply apologetic to Denton’s family Muerte picks Denton up and nails him with a vicious Elevetated DDT DM: It could all be over, Jim!! He just hit Denton with his trademark, The Red Masque JG: He’s going up top… this is gonna be cool!! Muerte sure enough, heads to the top rope and leaps off with a big ass moonsault, but follows through and ends up leg-dropping Denton!!! Muerte holds his ass from the pain of a drop before pinning Denton DM: SUICIDAL TENDENCIES!! 1… 2… AND 3!!! Muerte wins the first amtch of the night!! WINNER
OF THE MATCH BY PINFALL - Muerte Scene fades into the parking lot at Saskatchewan Palace, where June 23rd Mutilation is taking place. We see a blue Ferrari 360 Modena entering pretty fast into the parking lot. It stops, and the engine is turned off. The 6'6", 295 pound guy, known as Wolf opens the door of the Modena and exits the car. He has a white tank top, and a baggy blue jeans. His dark brown hair is a big spiked as usual. He also carries a dark blue Nike gym bag. He walks his was to a door, leading into the palace. Suddenly, he stops, the camera man getting close to him. Wolfs eyes are slightly widen, and a little smirk is slowly being painted on his face. He then rushes for unknown reason as the camera man tries to follow him. Wolf stops, and the camera man stops, all we can see is Wolf staring at something… or someone. Wolf: Well, hello there. What's a beautiful flower like you is doing here in a wrestling show? The camera still is only on Wolf, we can't see who is he talking with. Wolf: I am Wolf, and who might you be? Voice: Liana, I'm a wrestler, much like you I believe. The camera pans towards the person Wolf is talking with. We can make a clear identification. This is our former PPW World Champion. Dressed in her typical white tank top and combats, not yet changed for her match. Wolf reaches out for her hand, and kisses it gently. Wolf: Liana ah? I believe I've heard that name before… Liana smirks. Liana: It was a pleasure, Wolf. But I do have to go now, I've got a match coming up. Wolf kisses Liana's hand again. Wolf: Always a pleasure… Liana grabs her bag, and enters the palace. Wolf just keep staring at her walking away. Wolf: Ouch, this ass is smokin'! Scene fades. MATCH 2 DM: That was a good win pulled out by Muerte. That should help put him up the ranks. JG: Of course he won…how can a guy named "Death" loose ? Michaels looks at "The Bomb" with a look that one normally reserves for a wise assed five year old and shakes his head. His reply carries a dubious tone to it. DM: I just can't find it in me to argue with logic like that Grande. You really are amazing. JG: I know Michaels…someone has to be around here. Michaels looks at Grande again and shakes his head in amused disgust and then turns back to face the ramp. DM: After yet another staggering Jim Grande observation I can't think of anything I could say that would seem adequate so I think I'll just introduce the next match. JG: Sounds good to me Mikey. Michaels lets the remark pass as looks back to the ramp as the lights drop and "The Leaving Song" by AFI hits, followed by a white mist that starts to cover the entrance. Neon black lights come on and everything white starts to glow. Curtis Hayz walks out slowly and starts making his way to the ring. As he does so the lights come back on. Hayz reaches the ring and walks up the stairs, stepping under the ropes and hopping up onto the turnbuckles with his arms stretched out to his sides to a flurry of camera flashes. DM: I've always found that entrance impressive. JG: I've always found it stupid. "Unknown Angel"…who's this guy's media coordinator ? "Supreme" was stupid enough. Between he and the Poon who's coming down soon this match should be a real snore. I might go get a hot dog during it. DM: I don't think anyone would notice Jim…except the Hot Dog vendor when you buy his stand out and let him close early. Grande never gets the chance to answer because as he prepares to he's cut off by smoke filling the ramp way. After a few seconds Lia's figure appears behind the smoke screen, "Not Falling" by Mudvayne kicks in, and the lights go out. Two or three seconds later strobe lights flash around the arena before the lights eventually come back on to see Lia part way down the ramp. She gets to the end of the ramp, slides under the bottom rope and into the ring, before waving to the fans. DM: Liana, our former World Champion, is here and we can get underway. JG: Who cares about her ? The day she left and vacated the title was the best day this company ever had. It brought respectability back to our World Title, especially when Verafai Omega won it. DM: You're such a pig Grande. Maybe I'll get lucky and she'll inadvertently hit you with a chair…I might actually suggest that to her. JG: Sometimes I really hate you Michaels. DM: Oh well. Let's forget that and get to calling the match because here they go. In center ring Hayz and Liana circle one another for a few moments and then lunge at one another to engage in a collar and elbow tie up. They lock up for only a second when Liana adjusts her hand position and causes Hayz to leap headlong into a belly to belly suplex. Taken off guard by the speed of her switch Hayz launches over her and crashed to the mat in a heap, his legs hanging over his head for a few seconds before they drop back to the mat. Hayz slowly stands up and shakes the cobwebs out of his head as Liana keeps on her guard by leaping from foot to foot with a smile on her face. Hayz stands silently for a second and then steps forward again, holding out his hand in a test of strength. Liana walks forward to him and holds out her hand for Hayz, who reaches forward with his own hand to engage her. He never gets the chance to do so as she lashes out with a rabbit punch, striking him hard in the solar plexus and knocking the wind out of him. He gasps loudly and doubles over clutching his stomach. Liana doesn't miss a beat and wraps her arm around his head, dropping to the canvas with a tight DDT. DM: That was a nice sequence from our formal World Champion; I think she took Hayz off guard. JG: We all get lucky…after all she did get a new contract. Michaels goes to say something to Grande but changes his mind and goes back to looking at the ring. Inside Hayz is back on his feet, a slight look of irritation on his face at the way things have gone so far. He walks up to Liana and gets in her face, glaring silently at her. She responds to it by getting back in his and smirking at him mockingly. He sticks his hand in her face and tries to push her back but never gets the chance as she lashes out and hits him in the stomach, following the move up by grabbing his arm and dropping to the canvas with a sit out variation of an arm breaker. Hayz drops to his knees and leaps up clutching at his arm and turns straight into a beautiful standing dropkick that knocks him back into the ropes. Liana gives Hayz no time to recover, running at him full steam and landing another standing dropkick into the corner that causes Hayz to bounce back out and get flattened by another belly to belly suplex. Hayz crashes to the mat and lays motionlessly as Liana walks around the ring drawing a loud cheer from the crowd. DM: What a sequence by the former World Champion. JG: We all get lucky sometimes Donnie. Liana walks back over to Hays and pulls him off the canvas, chopping him across the chest. The move seems to wake Hayz up as his head snaps up and he immediately slaps her back…only across the face. The slap snaps her head around and gives Hayz the opening he was looking for as he leaps back a step and then leaps forward, connecting under Liana's chin with a loud superkick. The kick snaps her head back, causing her to stagger backwards a couple of steps. Hayz takes advantage of it and leaps forward, drilling her into the mat with a gut wrenching spear and following it up by throwing her into the turnbuckle and drilling another fierce spear into her stomach again. Hayz steps back to admire his work for a second and then leaps up, dropkicking her into the corner. He steps back and allows her to stagger out of the corner, wrapping his hands around the top rope and springing onto it. He turns himself around and faces her, waiting for her to turn in his direction. As she does he leaps off of the top rope and hits yet another spear into her, drilling her back into the mat to a moderate pop from the crowd. JG: Could this loser get any more predicatble ? I think he just burned up every move in his repertoire. DM: He's done what ? Five moves Grande ? JG: Exactly. Hayz walks over to Liana and bends over to pick her up but it brought up short by a low blow, doubling him over. She immediately follows it up with an STO before pulling him back up to his feet and drilling him back to the mat with the "Blaze of Glory" out of nowhere to a thunderous cheer. He points to the corner and pulls Hayz back up, slamming him down with a second "Blaze of Glory" and then dragging him to the corner. She points to the corner again and hops up onto the turnbuckle to another loud cheer. Liana looks down at a still motionless Hayz and leaps off the turnbuckle and nails her breathtaking Finishing Move, the KSGS 450 splash. DM: There's the "KSGS" right off of two "Blaze of Glory"'s !!! Talk about an emphatic return !! JG: Damn her !! Hayz may be an absolute ass but I can't stand seeing that slut getting a win !! Damn her !! The referee counts the academic three and stands up with Liana, holding her hand up to a thunderous ovation. WINNER OF THE MATCH VIA PINFALL - Liana DM: What a win for the former World Heavyweight Champion !! Stay tuned….Dark Lotus and Jesy Blue are up next !!! JG: Would you stop saying that ???!!! We fde to commercial as Liana leaves ringside quckly... The camera cuts backstage, where C.E.O. Johnny Dinucci can be seen walking through the halls of the backstage area. He hears masses of noise and confusion coming from Johnny Pyro's dressing room, and so enters. JD: You people ok in here, I heard shouting... In front of Dinucci sits Johnny Pyro, playing on a PlayStation with his personal interviewer, Trisha Takanawa, looking on. JD: Hey! You ok?! Again silence from Pyro. Takanawa looks at JD without answering. JD: Whatcha playin' on then?! Again no reply for the co-owner. JD sighs aloud then turns to leave the room. The camera zooms in on Dinucci's head, as a PlayStation pad cracks him right in the temple. JD: Holy shit! Man that hurt! Small laughs and giggles can be heard from Pyro as Johnny Dinucci leaves the room clutching his head. MID-CARD
MAIN EVENT "Victim Of Hardstyle" by DJ Legacy plays as Jesy Blue comes sprinting down the ramp to a huge ovation!! DM: Jesy Blue ladies and gentlemen!! This is looking to be a great match between two in-ring veterans, Jim JG: Does Jesy really think he stands a chance against the Man Mountain that is Lotus? DM: Well, they’ve both lost a total of 7 matches in their PPW career, so botha re going to be going all out to win JG: 7? DM: Yeah… JG: Wow, you really are a mind of useless wrestling knowledge!! “Taste Of Blood” by Dark Lotus plays as Lotus calmly walks towards the ring DM: Can you feel that Jim? Either the air conditioning just came on to about 3 degrees, or it’s just got damn chilly in here!! JG: I know, there’s such an eerie and spooky presence about this legend, the only 2 time WsW Champ in history… Jesy doesn’t stand a chance, I just decided for him DM: How kind of you… The two stand in the ring as the bell sounds. Jesy is outsized by a good foot in height as he looks up at Lotus and runs at him. Lotus goes to grab him, but Jesy ducks and starts kicking at the calf of Lotus. Lotus goes down to one knee and Jesy quickly looks for the Pacifier, but as he flips over, Lotus gets up to his feet and uses his upper body strength to keep Jesy in the air, before falling back and driving Jesy head and neck first into the canvas! DM: Jesy looking to end it quickly there, but Lotus with a fantastic counter!! JG: He’s a veteran, Don! More so than Jesy!! You should know you don’t go for a finishing move that early in the match!! Lotus gets up and drops an elbow to the back of Jesy’s head and neck area… and again… And a third time just for good measure. Lotus whips Jesy into the ropes and on the rebound Lotus puts him in a Dragon Sleeper DM: Now this is good from Lotus, he’s working on Jesy’s neck, which may be injured from that counter of the Pacifier, and is also torquing it, because his finishing move involves a sharp shot to the neck JG: Christ you are boring, all we wanna see is people hurt each other! WE DON’T CARE WHY!! DM: Ok then… Donovan slaps Jim’s chest DM: WOOOOOOOO!! JG: Do that again, I swear, you’ll find a water bottle so far up you’re a… DM: And look at this!! Jesy is getting out of the move!! To get out of the Dragon Sleeper, Jesy begins kicking his legs up and nails Lotus in the head. Lotus releases the hold and stumbles back and turns around into Jesy Blue hitting him with a dropkick. Lotus bundles out of the ring, but lands on the apron. As Lotus gets to his feet, he sees Jesy run at him, so Lotus quickly thrusts his leg over the top rope and connects with the top of Jesy’s head as he tries diving at Lotus! The impact was so much, Lotus falls off the apron and to the floor and Jesy lays on the canvas motionless DM: Dear Lord, what impact!! JESY’S NECK COULD BE BROKEN IN HALF!! JG: Good, then we won’t have to see PPW’s resident clown any longer… Lotus crawls into the ring and pins Jesy 1…2…3!! NO!!! Jesy got a foot on the ropes!! DM: GREAT RING AWARENESS!!! JG: Yeah, it takes SOOOO Much effort to put your fuckin’ foot on a rope Lotus gets frustrated so picks Jesy up and grabs him around the neck. He lifts him up and sends him down with a shattering chokeslam DM: HE WENT TO THE PITS OF HELL!!! Lotus doesn’t quite feel finished yet though, and picks Jesy up before delivering “The Darkness” to Jesy Blue!! His neck crumples on impact as Lotus covers him 1…2…3 WINNER OF THE MATCH BY PINFALL - The Dark Lotus JG: Finally it’s over, I can go drain the main vein… DM: It’s over and Lotus wins.. but at what cost? Backstage, the door of the Co-Owners office bursts open as Myth storms inside. He slams the Bloodgames title on the desk of Quentin Barnes. M: We need to talk… Barnes looks across at JD. QB: Could you excuse us for a moment? JD: I think I should be here… QB: JD… This is my business… JD gets to his feet… He slowly moves out of the office and closes the door behind him. QB: I think you should sit down… M: I think I'll stand… QB: I said sit down… Barnes glares into the eyes of Myth with a look of authority. Myth slowly sits down on the seat. QB: What is your problem? M: Titles are won by men with honour, won in matches that prove the winner worthy. Last week, I won this title. I won it in a way devoid of honour and worth. We both know that Omega had me beaten last week. In fact, we both know that Omega should still be holding both titles. He was the better man, and your… Mystery Enforcer made an unwelcome contribution to my match… QB: Hey… Hold on a minute… In recent weeks, I've been accused of being afraid of you. Giving you what you want, when you want just to appease you. Well… That is all going to stop tonight. You see, I look at you and I see a man who I can put my focus behind. You're a man who deserves that strap. You're a man who I can solidly place as one of the top men in this company. Now, we all know that the days of Team Barnes and team Dinucci are long gone… However, if I was to start a team PPW… You would be among the men who would be selected… M: Thank you… But still… I cannot accept this title. My match tonight will be my last defence… Myth stands and heads towards the door. QB: I don't think you understand boy… If you relinquish that title… Then Quentin Barnes will not only fire you… and end your little quest for revenge… But I will tell the World just what your quest is… Try being so stealth when every single guy in wrestling knows your little secrets… So here's the deal… You keep that title… You defend it the way a real champion would… And your little secret can stay just that… A secret… Myth says nothing… He grips the title in his hand and leaves the room. MATCH 4 DM: Dakrness Creature awaits Myth in the ring... The arena falls into darkness, there is a murmur among the crowd, and the anticipation builds as the evil single guitar riff of Marilyn Manson’s Sweet Dreams plays over the P.A. A dark red flicker slowly emanates from the ceiling lights. Myth is nowhere to be found, nor does it look like he is coming out, then Marilyn Manson’s unsettling vocals kicks in; “Sweet
dreams are made of these, The heavy beat kicks in and the ceiling lights start to flash more sporadically, a section of the crowd is whipped into a frenzy as the camera pans to the area to reveal The Dark Angel Myth. He is wearing his wrestling attire, black fingerless gloves, black boots, long black pants, black sleeveless shirt covered up by a long black trench coat, Myth makes his way through the crowd slowly as numerous fans tap him on the back trying to get their faces on TV. Myth ignores them and continues to ringside, upon reaching the barrier Myth calmly drapes one leg over then kicks the other over with his coat floating up behind it, he takes one step towards the ring then slides under the bottom rope, quickly getting to his feet Myth toss’s his arms back and his coat falls to the ground, a crew member rushes in and picks it up as Myth gets ready for the bout. JG: The local Stalker guy is here! DM: You are unbelievable! The two men are in the ring as there is already a ladder set outside of the ring, and there are several tables around the outside. Myth runs at Creature, but gets taken down with a big boot. Creature then jumps high and drives an elbow down into the throat of Myth. Creature then chokes Myth with his boot before kicking him in the side of the head. Creature picks Myth above his head and starts to do reps with him before throwing him up around 8 feet in the air, and letting Myths stomach land on Creatures knee. Myth holds his stomach while spitting up blood. DM: Well it looks as if Myth has under-estimated Creature Creature goes outside and gets a ladder. He slides into the ring with it, lifts it high above his head and drives the top of the ladder into Myths stomach. He then kicks Myth out the ring as he sets up the ladder. He then goes outside where Myth is and drags him over to the announce table. Creature grabs a monitor and nails it in between the eyes of Myth JG: We may as well give the title to Creature now. DM: I hate to say it, but you may be right... Creature stands on the announce table and picks up Myth, he looks to powerbomb him and gets Myth on his shoulders, but Myth begins reigning down with right hands, then suddenly drops down and puts Creature through the table with an evenflow ddt! DM: Holy shit, Myth just gave Creature the equaliser. JG: No he didnt, he gave him a ddt through our table. DM: He... Shut up. Both men remain down as the referee can do nothing but look on. After a while Myth slowly pulls himselt to his feet as the crowd are going nuts chanting his name. He slowly picks up Creature and whips him back first into the steel barricade. Myth then runs at Creature and delivers a dropkick, knocking the barricade back a little as Creature slumps to the ground. Myth takes a look at Creature, then into the ring where the ladder is and heads that way. Myth climbs into the ring and grabs the ladder, before setting it up underneath the title. He begins making his ascent towards the top as outside Creature begins to stir. Myth takes another step up as Creature slides into the ring. DM: Will he make it!?! Myth reaches for the title as Creature lurches forward and delivers a big boot to the side of the ladder. The ladder sways and falls, sending Myth crashing into the mat as the ladder falls next to him. Creature gets a demented smile on his face as he folds up the ladder and then picks it up, he holds it above his head, before simply dropping it onto the fallen Myth. It crashes into the fallen superstar with a sickening thud as Creature looks on. Creature then picks up the ladder and sets it up in one of the corners, he immediately heads back to Myth and pulls him to his feet. Creature then attempts to whip Myth into the ladder but Myth manages to turn it around and sends Creature hurtling into the steel. Creature holds his ribs as Myth walks up behind him and hits a german suplex! DM:The toll on these two men has already been extreme, I dont know if either one has much left. JG: well they havent impressed me yet, I want blood goddamit! Both men remain down for what seems like an eternity before Myth uses the ropes to struggle back to his feet. He looks at Creature, then over at the ladder and heads for the weapon. He pries it from the corner and drops it to the mat. Myth then picks up Creature and sets him up for a russian legsweep, he hits it perfectly, driving the back of Creatures head into the steel. Myth wastes no time picking up Creature once again and moving a few paces away from the ladder. Myth grabs Creature and delivers a t-bone suplex that sends him crashing into the ladder. DM: What an exhibition of strength there by Myth, he launched the big man. JG: Yeah, yeah, very impressive, now wheres the blood? With Creature laid out on the ladder and mat, Myth heads for the corner, he gets up to the second turnbuckle and leaps backwards, performing a perfect moonsault, however Creature manages to roll out of the way at the last moment as Myth goes crashing into the ladder! JG: Holy shit, if he doesnt have busted ribs right now, then i dont love the poontang. Both men are down again as the crowd begin cheering for Myth. After a while both men struggle to ther feet, each holding sore spots. Myth swings a left hand at Creature, but its blocked, then using his free hand, Creature grabs Myth by the throat, picks him up, and delivers a chokeslam onto the ladder!!! DM: Broken back! Broken back! Broken back! Creature looks down at the fallen Myth and then rolls him off the ladder, Creature then sets up the ladder next to the fallen Myth and begins climbing toward the Bloodgames title belt. He inches ever closer as somehow Myth gets to his feet, Myth starts up the other side of the ladder as Creature is almost at the top. DM: I dont think he can stop him! Creature reaches for the belt, but manages only to knock into it, he takes one more step up the rungs and reaches for the belt, but just as before he grabs it, Myth slams a fist into his stomach. Creature tries to retaliate with a punch of his own, but Myth ducks and then hits him with another, followed by a jab to the eyes. Myth takes another step up and grabs ahold of Creature, he somehow lifts him onto his shoulders and looks downward. DM: What the hell is he gonna do?!? Myth launches off the ladder and delivers a death valley driver that sends Creature over the top rope to the floor!!! JG: Holy shit! Myth just delivered Intolerable Cruelty to Creature from the top of the ladder, he could have killed him! The crowd are at a fever pitch as Myth looks out at the fallen Creature, then begins climbing the ladder once more. He gets near the top as somehow, Creature miraculously begins to stir. DM: This is unbelievable, the guys not human! Myth looks down at Creature then back at the title, he takes one step up and grabs ahold of it as Creature looks to slide in the ring, but Myth reaches up and grabs the title, pulling it free. WINNER OF THE MATCH - Myth DM: He did it! Myth won the match and retained his title! Creature jut stares a hole through Myth as Myth holds the title aloft. DM: What a match that was, both these superstars really gave it there all. We fade to commercial as Myth stands looking into that title belt... Pyro is walking backstage with a hot cup of coffee and sees a note on his locker room door. He takes the note off and begins reading it aloud Pyro: Hey Johnny, sorry I can’t be there for your match tonight… No this isn’t cryptic, I really can’t be there… Take care, good luck; you should have no trouble beating a form of dog… The Onlooker. P.S. I’m behind you… Pyro spins on the spot and throws his hot coffee… onto his Asian interviewer, Trisha Takanawa. She runs off screaming, holding her face in sheer agony. The camera cuts back to Pyro who looks a little dumbfounded before going back to the note Pyro: P.P.S. Not really, made ya look! Pyro crumples the note in his hand as he, with the crowd, says Pyro and crowd: AWW…. FAWK!! Pyro looks around to see where the people were that joined in with his phrase as he tosses the note towards a garbage can and misses horribly Pyro: Well, it’s just as well I got my main man coming down tonight… Shame Onlooky can’t be here, but who needs him when I have the perfect weapon for my match tonight? Pyro chuckles slightly as he walks off DM: Jim? What do you think Pyro means by that?!?! Could it be??? JG: Well, I know exactly what’s happening… but I can’t tell you… it’s a secret… DM:
Sure, Jim, Sure… DM: Well up next, ladies and gentlemen, we have a big match involving former Bloodgames and current World Heavyweight Champion, Verafai Omega! JG: Psh... DM: What??? JG: Former Bloodgames Champion! That should be debatable... DM: That would be your opinion Bomb... In mine, Omega got EXACTLY what he had coming to him... MATCH
5 "Killing In The Name Of" by Rage Against The Machine hits as Jimmy Rampage makes his way out. The fans , unsure as to whether they should boo or cheer . As he gets half way down the ramp, a figure runs holdling something in his hands. A swing with the object into Rampage's kidney's drops him to his knees. DM: What the hell!? Who is that!? JG: I think ... YES... It is! It's OMEGA! Omega hangs over his fallen opponent with that crutch in his hands... He surveys the scene as he slowly drags Rampage up. Pulling him down to the ring he slams Rampage's head against the steel steps. DM: This is an onslaught! JG: Omega seems to have a blood thrist here! He continues to punish his opponent by smashing his head against the ring post. Rampage drops to his knees almost unconcious. Omega continues to dominate before this match bringing the crutch down onto his opponents stomach. He then drags Rampage up to his feet and swings the crutch north into his crotch! DM: AN ABSOLUTE ONSLAUGHT! JG: It's fantastic! Omega whips Rampage into the guard rail and walks around to the far side of the ring. He grabs a steel chair and walks back again. Rampage is back on his feet... He turns only to be smashed in the head with that steel chair... Right between the eyes. Rampage hits the ground as the blood begins to pour. He throws the chair onto the apron of the ring as Rampage lies with a pool of blood forming around his head. DM: Get him out of here! Get some EMT's down here! JG: Come on! This is wrestling! Omega drags Rampage up and rolls him into the ring. He slides in as the ref looks around, not sure what to do... Omega makes the cover... The referee rings the bell... 1... 2... NO! Rampage got his shoulder up! JG: What the f... DM: ... phenominal athlete Rampage just did... Was get a shoulder up... Omega gets to his feet and begins to rain boots to Rampage's head. Omege pulls Rampage up and drops his head as he whips Rampage ino the corner with some major impact. Omega leaves his feet and ends up face first on teh ground. JG: Great power! DM: Excellent power there by Omega... Omega looks up and sees Rampage in the corner. He stands up and sprints across the ring. He dives through the air with Verify this! JG: Omega is gunna win! Omega hooks Rampage's head and nails the Omega Device! 1… 2… 3! OMEGA GETS THE WIN! WINNER OF THE MATCH BY PINFALL - Verafai Omega Omega rolls off Rampage and slowly begins to get to his feet. Suddenly, down the ramp, the Mystery Enforcer sprints and rolls into the ring. He picks up the steel chair dropped earlier in the match, as Omega raises his hand and turns around, the chair smashes against his skull! DM: WHAT THE HELL!? JG: THE ENFORCER JUST LAID OUT THE WORLD CHAMPION! Omega grabs his mask covered face… He slowly gets to his knees, he kneels up, only for the chair to connect with his skull once more. Omega again falls to the mat. The Enforcer lays the chair out on the floor. He drags Omega up and hooks his head for a DDT. Lifting him up for the inverted DDT, the enforcer quickly switches to a face buster on the chair! DM: Oh my god, Bomb! I know that move! JG: Me too! It can't be! The Enforcer gets to his feet and quickly pulls of the mask to reveal himself… DM: IT IS! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! Or should I say… HERself… JG: IT'S LIANA! The former World Heavyweight Champion stands over Omega's lifeless body in the ring, an intense look on her face. He tilts her head to one side, before looking up and smiling at the crowd. We fade to a commercial for Headex… Quite apt after that ending… MAIN
EVENT DM: A big match here now, Bomb, the Main Event of the evening between Johnny Pyro and Wolf! JG: Both these guys have impressed as of late, Michaels. Both relative newcomers to PPW, and both have a lot of pride at stake here, after heated promos this past week… DM: And don’t forget that this encounter is a No DQ Match – Johnny Pyro’s SECOND No DQ Match in as many weeks! JG: I kinda get the feeling that Barnes and Dinucci don’t like Pyro… DM: Really? I kinda get the feeling that they do…and I think that’s why he’s been in the Main Event every week since arriving at PPW, and has been successful against some very tough opponents…but anyway, without further ado, let us go to ringside for the start of tonight’s Mutilation Main Event – the No Disqualifications Match between Johnny Pyro and Wolf! JG: Hopefully I won’t be needed this week… DM: What?! JG: Well last week, I virtually SEALED victory for Pyro, if it wasn’t for me, Lotus would’ve won the match… DM: Jim…? JG: Yeah? DM: …nothing, nothing never mind…words cannot describe… Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for tonight’s Main Event! Introducing the participants…first, from Harlem, New York, weighing in at 295 lbs…WOLF!!! A 5 second countdown appears on the PurePainTron. Then the lights go out for a second, and come back on as "Awake" by Clay People blasts over the PA system, and a series of blue and silver pyros explode. A puff of blue smoke sprouts out from the entrance and Wolf appears through the smoke. Wolf remains on the stage for a few seconds with a serious look on his face. Then he walks down the aisle. When he gets near the ring a huge explosion of blue fire comes out from the turnbuckles. He walks up the steel steps and into the ring. DM: Well Wolf certainly looks focused for this one, Grande. He’s got a 100% here in PPW so far, which to me says “impressive”. JG: To me it says “BOOOOORIIIING!” He’s too serious for my liking, Don. He needs to lighten up. Jesy Blue, William Stone, Tre Crawford, Liana, Krazy Kris, The Dark Lotus, Eminence – all great PPW stars, past and present – not ONE of them had a 100% record. And not many “superstar-become-legend” wrestlers do. All wrestlers lose, Michaels, trust me, I used to be one… DM: And you lost every week, that right? JG: Don’t push me Donovan… Wolf awaits the arrival of his opponent, a look of sheer concentration propelled across his face. Ring Announcer: And his opponent… "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, and wheeling down a trolley full of equipment/weapons! He struts cockily down the ramp and begins to rummage in the trolley, searching for something in particular. DM: What’s he looking for Bomb? JG: I dunno, but if I know Pyro, it won’t be good news for Wolf… Pyro emerges from the trolley…with a Sony PlayStation in his hands! DM: MY GOD!!! Just like he promised, Pyro brought that PS2 with him to drill into Wolf’s head! JG: See! I said to you that it’d be bad news for Wolf, and I was right! Pyro slides into the ring as the bell sounds, but Wolf stomps him down, preventing Pyro from using the console. Wolf continues to beat down on Pyro and the kicks the PlayStation out of the ring. DM: This match has erupted straight away! Look how determined and focused Wolf is! JG: But that could well be his downfall, Michaels! Wolf picks up Johnny Pyro and hits him with a Snap Suplex, crushing Pyro’s vertebrae into the hard canvas. DM: Ouch! Did you hear that impact?! JG: Pyro could be paralysed! Pyro holds his back in pain, as Wolf stands over him, taunting him. Wolf then picks up Pyro again to his vertical base, and then issues a Spinebuster! Pyro’s back again thudding against the ring mat! JG: Look at Wolf’s face! He’s angry, Michaels! DM: This is seemingly the more aggressive side of Wolf, a side that we have not yet seen in it’s entirety!
Meanwhile back in the ring, Pyro is back up and it is Wolf who is down on the mat. Pyro grabs Wolf by the hair to lift him up, then hits him with a Powerbomb. Pyro then exits the ring, and grabs the PlayStation from the floor. DM: Here we go, it’s time for the weapons! Pyro enters the ring again, and waits for Wolf to get back to his feet. And as Wolf does so, Pyro runs at him and levels him in the side of the head with the PlayStation! JG: JEEZ!!!! Did you see that?! Pay attention kids, games console ARE bad for your health! DM: Nice touch, Jim… JG: Thanks dude… Wolf hits down hard, and Pyro throws the PlayStation back to the outside, seemingly content with it’s contributions to the match. He then leaves the ring, and goes back to his trolley. This time, Pyro pulls out a gas canister! DM: Uh-oh… JG: Shit… DM: I think maybe this joke has gone far enough Johnny! Put the canister away! A sick smirk floods across Pyro’s face, as the crowd erupt in cheers. He re-enters the ring, and proceeds to pour the gasoline all over Wolf’s body, startling Wolf slightly, and forcing him to get back to his feet. JG: Pyro wouldn’t dare…would he? DM: You better believe it! Pyro looks out into the crowd, and then reaches down into his shorts. His hand surfaces gripping a lighter! DM: Dear God… Wolf suddenly realises what he has all over him, and then looks to Pyro, who is standing there with a sadistic smile on his face, holding the lighter aloft for all to see! JG: He’s REALLY gonna do this, Michaels! As Pyro turns to face the crowd to receive their approval for his forthcoming actions, Wolf seizes the split-second to hit Pyro with a Death Valley Driver! The lighter falls from Johnny’s clutches, and then Wolf adds insult to injury with a Harlem DDT! DM: The tides have turned! Now Wolf is on top! Wolf then goes for the first cover of the match… 1… 2… NO!! Kick-out by Johnny Pyro after 2! DM: That’s the closest thing to a pinfall we’ve seen so far in this encounter, Bomb! JG: I…I’m still shocked that Pyro was actually gonna set Wolf on fire, and just watch him burn right here on live television! Wolf then picks up Pyro and hits the Annihilation!!! DM: ANNIHILATION!!! What a Superkick by Wolf! Pyro’s out of it! Wolf then, instead of covering Pyro, goes for another move, this time, he hits Pyro with The Rundown!!! JG: Jeez…now a Spear by Wolf! This one’s gonna be over! Wolf then goes for a cover, but Pyro manages to kick out on the count of 2!!! DM: What a match!! Pyro then rolls out of the ring, but is closely pursued by Wolf. Wolf grabs a steel chair from by the announce tables, and then begins to beat down Johnny Pyro, right across his back!!! JG: Johnny Pyro’s back has taken a real beating tonight, Michaels! DM: Certainly has, Grande… With Pyro lying motionless on the outside, Wolf decides to toss him back into the ring, but first tosses in the steel chair. As Pyro lands back inside the squared-circle, Wolf picks up the chair and positions it on the floor, as if preparing for something. JG: One more chair shot and I think Johnny Pyro can say “bye bye” to this victory… DM: I think Wolf has something planned here, Jim… Pyro slowly gets back to his feet, and Wolf picks him up and sets him up for a Last Ride Powerbomb. JG: No!!! Wolf’s gonna hit the Wolf’s Bite on Pyro right onto that steel chair!!! DM: I’ll go call the EMTs… JG: SIT DOWN!!! Commentate on the damn match! As Wolf picks up Pyro, Pyro manages to grab the chair from off the floor. As he is above Wolf’s head, Pyro sends the steel chair crashing down into Wolf’s skull, and both men crash to the floor, Pyro landing on the chair, back-first. DM: Both men are down! What a fantastic match this has been!!! Wolf is motionless, as is Pyro. The crowd are going wild, mostly chanting for Johnny Pyro. The fan favourite begins to move, slowly. As the crowd cheer him on, Pyro drags himself across the ring, and manages to get a cover on Wolf… 1… 2… 3!!! DM: It’s over! JG: NO!!! Wolf kicked out!!! DM: He did?! JG: Yeah!!! DM: The match is NOT over! We will stay here folks until we get a winner!!! Wolf did in fact manage to get up a shoulder. Pyro is too out of it to argue his case with the referee, and so just lies on his back in the ring. This time it’s Wolf who moves first, and he manages to drag himself over to the ropes, and uses them as leverage to pull himself back to his feet. JG: Wolf’s up!!! That means trouble for Pyro!!! Wolf approaches Pyro, very slowly and weakly. He manages to muster enough strength to pick up Pyro. He grabs Pyro by the neck, but Pyro manages to kick Wolf in the stomach, and grab Wolf by the neck. He goes for a Swinging Neckbreaker, but carries on through the revolution, and then hits a Front Face DDT onto the steel chair, busting Wolf wide open!!! DM: MY GOD IN HEAVEN!!! PYRO HIT THE DISCO OF FIRE OUTTA NOWHERE!!! Wolf is bleeding profusely!!! JG: Get the cover, Johnny!!! Pyro falls to his knees, looks up to the heavens, and then flops onto Wolf. 1….. 2…… 3!!! DM: Pyro got the 3-count – it’s definitely over this time!!! WINNER OF THE MATCH BY PINFALL – Johnny Pyro DM: A great match between these two, but Johnny Pyro was slightly better on the night! But Wolf should be proud of his performance, he did himself proud tonight! JG: I’m just glad it’s all over, and that I didn’t factor!!! DM: Well that’s all for tonight folks, stay tuned next Wednesday, when Mutilation airs live from the Molson Center in Montreal, Quebec, Canada!!! JG: Goodnight everyone… As Donovan Michaels and Jim Grande remove their headsets, and Johnny Pyro begins to get back to his feet, all the lights in the PPW arena fade out, leaving everything in complete darkness. Grande and Michaels re-adjust their headsets. DM: Well folks, it appears that we’re not quite finished here tonight, although I don’t know what the hell is going on! All of a sudden, the PPW PA system is filled with “Stand Up” by Ludacris, and the lights in the arena dim as a voice is heard in a soft whispering tone, saying “He's Coming”. At this point the crowd are beginning to become aware of who is coming out to ringside, and then a picture of Tre Crawford’s face appears on the PurePainTron. Tre then steps up onto the ramp. He has his head down in deep concentration, and after Ludacris says “Stand up” for the third time, Tre raises his left hand up and flashes the west side symbol as pyros begin to explode around him. DM: Oh….my….God…. JG: It’s The Perfect Weapon!!! It’s Tre Crawford!!! DM: TRE CRAWFORD IS BACK IN PPW!!! And it’s about time that asshole showed his face around here, he has some explaining to do!!! Tre Crawford steps into the ring with a level of enthusiasm that has not been seen from him since he walked out of the first ever PPW pay-per view as the World champion. Tre applauds as he walks over to where Pyro is slumped, after exchanging a few words that can’t be heard due to the explosion of cheers going on for PPW’s fastest rising superstar. After the words are exchanged Tre lifts the left hand of Johnny Pyro high in the air and with his other hand signals for the microphone. As the mic makes its way to the ring, Tre has to wait for the crowd to die down, he isn’t exactly a custom to people cheering as he stands in the ring. Once they finally die down to where you can hear, Tre clears his throat… TC:
I could sit here and waste your time by telling you what I have been
doing over the months I have been gone, but I choose not to take this
moment away from J-Pyro. I will however tell you why I have returned
to Pure Pain Wrestling once again, not as a wrestler but as a mentor/manager
so to speak. JP has all the ring skills he DM: What is he talking about? Pyro doesn’t need Tre as a mentor, that’d ruin him! JG: Shut up, Michaels! My guy’s back! Tre Crawford baby, WOOOOO!!! TC: This might seem to be an unlikely alliance, but let’s face it, my “in-ring” career has come to an end. A loud cheer can be heard from the thousands in Saskatoon as Tre announces his in-ring retirement. Pyro is seen looking into the crowd, pointing at one member of the audience, nodding his head. TC:
This does not mean that others can’t benefit from what I’ve
learned over the years. I made my name by exposing and exploiting
the weaknesses of others, and now Tre
Crawford starts pacing around the ring, all the while Johnny Pyro
is standing with a confident smirk on his face watching on, while
nodding his head in TC:
Barnes has a good eye for talent, but he seems to struggle when it
comes time to give them the push they actually deserve. My promise
to each and every person After this is said, Tre tosses the microphone out of the ring and, along side of Pyro, poses for the fans in attendance. DM: What a huge turn of event s here tonight, the return of Tre Crawford to PPW, not as a wrestler, but as a mentor to the newest rising superstar in wrestling today, Johnny Pyro! JG: Tre’s back, WOOOOO!!! DM:
G’night folks!!!
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