26th January, 2005: Dark Lotus Special Referee @ Mutilation

MUTILATION RESULTS

Date: Wednesday, January 26, 2005
Venue: Arrowhead Pond
Location: Anaheim, CA

The fireworks fly and the pyrotechnics explode as PPW Mutilation airs for the first time in 2005, LIVE and exclusive from the Arrowhead Pond in Anaheim, California. The arena is sold out for this eagerly awaited show, with many fantastic bookings on their way.

DM: The stage is set, the combatants are ready... It's time for Mutilation! Hello everyone I'm Donovan Michaels here once again with Jesy Blue...

JB: 'Sup Cally!!!

DM: What an amazing show we have tonight off the back of Nuclear Winter... We have a title defence, a Graveyard match and a Steel Cage match to name but a few...

JB: Yeah we got James Spyder forced into one of the biggest matches in PPW history as he takes on fellow Maulprod members Slayne Demonio and Harmony Taylor, and it's all for the Bloodgames championship!

DM: We also see the "match that never was" from Nuclear Winter as Undead Warrior gets a second bite of the cherry against Shadow, this tim ein a Graveyard match - a match suggested by Warrior and approved by Johnny Dinucci....

JB: We also see the new PPW TV champion Riddick Andrews take on Colin Zale in a Steel Cage match, but the coward that he is, Johnny Dinucci decided that Riddick doesn't need to defend his "precious" gold...

DM: But before all that let's go straight down to ringside for tonight's opening match!

The cameramen pan their cameras across the packed out Arrowhead Pond, before focussing on the PPW ring.

OPENING MATCH
REGULAR SINGLES MATCH

Sean Martin vs. Jack Hammer

DM: Lets kick off with the first match of the evening shall we?

JD: Excuse me? Ladies and gentlemen? This, right here tonight, is my first night back on PPW TV live since our former Chairman was relieved of his duties. You should all know that I am, indeed, a shoe in for the role but just so you all realize my power.. I have decided right here, right now... To publicly FIRE both Sean Martin and Jack Hammer! You see, both of these men have been a failure as perturbs this company... I don't feel like they adequately represent PPW. This match is hereby cancelled and you will not see either Sean Martin or Jack Hammer on PPW Television in the near future! Ladies and gentlemen.. Enjoy the show...

DM: My God what a start to the evening! 2 public firings already!

MATCH CANCELLED

We fade out to commercial.

MATCH 2
REGULAR SINGLES MATCH

Ace Borger vs. John Black

The arena lights slowly come to a dim as "Sixteenth" by The Livid begins to stream through the sound system. The bass line 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 of 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 his opponent.

DM: Thus far this young man has failed to live up to the hype and expectations that he entered PPW with. You have to wonder if this guy is worried about his future here at all.

JB: He probably should be Donnie. After all, if Ace wins this match he gets to challenge anyone he wants in PPW under a non-title stipulation. You’d think that Blackie here would want to throw a wrench in that.

DM: We’ll have our answer soon enough Jesy.

Donovan and Jesy don’t have long to wait as 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 barbed 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.

DM: That’s a nasty looking weapon Ace carries around with him.

JB: It sure is.

Ace walks up the ring steps and strides into the ring, immediately pointing his bat at John Black. He takes two steps towards his opponent before the referee steps in between them and holds his hand up, pointing at the bat and gesturing for Ace to hand it over to him. Ace stares down at the bat with undisguised admiration on his face but doesn’t immediately hand it over to the referee. The referee holds his hand out again and begins a ten count.

JB: He’d better hand it over or his next match goes bye-bye.

DM: That’s a point that I’m sure Referee Micky Paulings is making to him.

The referee points at the bat again and orders Ace to hand it over again. Ace stares at it like he’d handing over his first born child but eventually turns it over, the referee’s count reaching nine provides a great incentive to do so. The referee takes it from him and walks over to the rope facing the time keepers table and leans over it, handing it to the time keeper. He takes it gingerly and sets it down next to his chair. Paulings turns away from the rope and looks at both men and then motions for the bell. It rings and the two men immediately walk to center ring and engage in a collar and elbow tie up. After a few seconds of fighting for position the much larger Borger hauls Black off of his feet and throws him overhead with a release Belly to Belly suplex. Black crashes to the mat hard but is immediately back up, charging at Borger. Borger sets himself as the smaller man comes blitzing at him.

DM: You have to give Black some credit I suppose; he’s definitely not backing down.

JB: If he takes any more suplexes like that one he may not have a back to go down with.

DM: Jesy…do you have any idea what you just said ?

JB: Yes, I said that if he took too many more hits like that one that his back wouldn’t be capable of allowing him to back down anymore.

DM: That’s not exactly how that remark came out you know.

JB: Ah well. It gives the network something to pay the censors for.

As Black reaches Borger again the much larger man sidesteps him and lunges forward, crushing John Black with a massive lariat. The only problem for Black is that because of the eight inch size difference between he and his opponent the lariat catches him square across the forehead and with a sickening thud that makes most of the audience wince in pain. The move immediately drives Black from his feet to the mat and his eyes take on a glassy look. Borger gets back to his feet and advances on his opponent but is stopped by Referee Paulings, who immediately leans over Black to check his condition.

DM: Black may have been knocked out cold by that lariat. That impact was vicious !

JB: He’s gonna need a lot of Tylenol when this match is over.

DM: He might need a few weeks off after that lariat ! God was that violent ! We heard the impact all the way over here.

JB: I think they heard that impact in Iceland. Iceland does have people right ?

DM: Yes Jesy…there are people in Iceland.

JB: Good.

Miky Paulings finishes checking on Black and steps back, shrugging his shoulders in displeasure because Black doesn’t appear injured, just out cold. He walks over to the ropes and leans over to it, gesturing for the ring announcer. The announcer walks up to the apron and steps into the ring. Paulings walks over to Ace Borger and grabs his hand as the announcer holds the microphone up.

Ring Announcer: The winner of this match as the result of a knockout…ACE BORGER !!!

WINNER OF THE MATCH BY KNOCKOUT - Ace Borger

Referee Paulings pulls Aces arm into the air, or at least attempts to, instead settling for the forearm of the much larger man. Ace looks down at him with a satisfied smile one his face. John Black on the other hand is still looking at nothing else but the insides of his eyelids.

JB: Ace gets his match with the wrestler of his choosing next week !

DM: Don’t go away folks, we have the up and coming youngster Lightning versus the newcomer Falcon and that match is NEXT !!

The scene opens up in the parking lot were Johnny Dinucci can be seen stepping out of his limousine. He is talking on his cell phone, seemingly irate about someything. The fans can be heard booing all the way from their seats.

JD: Whad'ya mean he ain't here?!

A slight babble can be heard from the other end of the phone line.

JD: Gone?! Whad'ya mean gone?!

...babble...

JD: As in quit?! That low-life son-of-a-...

Silence from both parties.

JD: Ok, ok, we don't need him anyway, PPW is bigger now thatn its ever been, I'm sure we can live without him...

...babble...

JD: Yeah I just got here, I'm gonna go find Melling and break the news to him, although knowing that asshole he already knows... Ok, yeah bye...

Dinucci slams shut his phone and picks up the pace as he enters the Arrowhead Pond.

DM: What was all that about? Who's quit PPW?!

MATCH 3
SPECIAL REFEREE - The Dark Lotus
REGULAR SINGLES MATCH

Lightning vs. Falcon

DM: Time for the next match, Jesy...

JB: Oooh yes...

Announcer: And now coming to the ring, weighing 235 pounds, and hailing from Hamilton, Ontario, Canada.....Lightning!!!

The lights dim as the echo of thunder goes though out the arena, suddenly a bolt of lightning hits the entrance and 'The Angle' by Core picks up, a figure steps out wearing lightning designed westling gear, you can hear some of the crowd start to cheer. We instantly recognize the figure as Lightning, and the crowd cheers louder. Lightning half-jogs to the ring, sliding under the ropes and awaiting his opponent....

Announcer - Now coming to the ring, his opponent, weighing in at 250 pounds, and hailing from Guelph, Ontario, Canada......Falcon!!!!

The arena goes dark and a lone spotlight shines on the entrance, after a half dozen chords of "Don't You Wish You Were Me", Falcon steps out to a chorus of boos. After he steps out red pyro falls from the ceiling as Falcon slowly makes his way to the ring both taunting his opponent and the crowd. Once Falcon is in the ring he climbs one of the turnbuckles and poses as the in-house lights come back on.

Announcer - And finally, the Guest referee for this match, now coming to the ring....The Dark Lotus!!!!

"Dead Bodies Everywhere" by KoRn hits the PA as Lotus walks into the arena with all the lights 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. The smoke clears, and Lotus takes a neutral corner to officiate the match, calling for the bell...

*DING, DING*

DM: And away we go! This one should be a beauty

As the bell rings, Falcon explodes from his corner, meeting Lightning in the middle and delivering a huge clothesline that sends Lightning to the mat. Falcon quickly capitalizes with a driving drop-elbow, slamming it into Lightnings chest, causing him to cringe from the pain. Falcon hops up and grabs lightning, whipping him to the ropes and hitting him with a High angle Back Drop. Lightning hits the mat and pops up, holding his back as he leans forward. Falcon picks Lightning up and slams a fist to his head that outrages Lightning, causing him to fire back at Falcon. The men trade punches back and forth for a few moments before Lightning whips Falcon into a corner and slams him hard with a spear in the corner. Falcon drops to his ass, with his upper body still upright, and Lightning hits him with a missile dropkick in his place. Falcon drops the rest of the way down and Lightning pulls him out in front of the corner, jumping to the top rope and executing a beautiful Asai Moonsault.

As both men recover from the Moonsault, Falcon gets to his feet first. Falcon picks up Lightning and hits him with a Relese german suplex, spinning him and standing to deliver a Belly-to-Belly in a consecutive motion. Lightning is laid out on his face in teh center of the ring, and Falcon drags him to the bottom rope closest to him, draping him over it with his neck and shoulders. Falcon takes a running start, hitting the ropes and coming back, jumping on the back of Lightning as he gets there. Falcon does not release, but now grabs the rope and begins to choke Lightning with it. Lotus begins a five count, and as he hits four, Falcon releases it and immediately goes to jacking his jaw at TDL.....

DM: And Falcon there complaining, he thinks that was legal!

Lotus replies in typical fashion.

JB: More backchat from the new boy...

TDL rushes at Falcon, picking him up in a military pess and slamming him, stepping back away from him and holding out his hands like nothign happened. TDL leans back against the ropes as Lightning gets up from where he was lying, and grabs Falcon by the legs, delivering a huge slingshot to him, and sending him face first into the top turnbuckle. Falcon reels from this move and comes right back into the arms of Lightning, who lifts him up, holding it upright for just a moment, before delivering a huge Brainbuster Suplex. Lightning lifts up Falcon, who slaps away Lightnings hands and punches him in the face. Lightning reels and Falcon grabs him, setting him up for the Falcon Slam, but Lightning narrowly avoids it, switching it into a Strike of Lightning out of nowhere! Falcon goes down and Lightning covers him as TDL goes for a count...

1.......

2.........

3!!!!!!!!

Announcer: And your winner......Lightning!!!

WINNER OF THE MATCH BY PINFALL - Lightning

DM: Great match!

The camera opens up on President Mike Melling's office, as Johnny Dinucci barges through the door.

MM: We not knocking anymore?

Dinucci is not impressed.

JD: Shut up, dick. I'm not knocking on your door. Don't insult me.

MM: What's up, Johnny?

JD: You heard about our "situation"?

MM: What situation?

Dinucci looks a little surprised that Melling doesn't know what he's talking about.

JD: So obviously you haven't heard... Wehad someone quit the company this afternoon... He didn't bother to tell anybody, he just left a note with his agent, who just called me and filled me in...

Melling rubs his chin, deep in thought.

MM: Is it anyone big?

Dinucci snorts.

JD: Big?! Nah, he never would've made it anyway... He was in somebody's shadow...

MM: ...So who is it dammit?

Dinucci shakes his head.

JD: Slayne Demonio...

The crowds erupt at the mention of Slayne's name.

MM: Slayne?! He quit?That's a shame, he had real potential, a superstar of the future...

JD: Spare me, Melling. Demonio was a chump, who never would've made it because of that asshole James Spyder. Besides, Draven kicked his ass, and so did Riddick at Nuclear Winter. Believe me, it's no loss...

Melling shrugs his shoulders.

MM: Well, guess there's nothing we can do about it now. Just gotta get on with the show. And I think its about time for Colin Zale to take on Riddick in that Cage match. So if you don't mind... GET THE HELL OUTTA MY OFFICE!!!

With that, Dinucci walks out, scuttering under his breath.

DM: I can't believe it - SLAYNE DEMONIO has quit PPW!

JB: Such a shame, Michaels. I agree with Melling.

MID-CARD MAIN EVENT
NON-TITLE
STEEL CAGE MATCH

Riddick Andrews vs. Colin Zale

DM: It's time for the mid-card main event, Jesy, and it's a Steel Cage match between our new PPW TV champion, Riddick Andrews, and the legend that is Colin Zale...

JB: Yeah but what you failed to mention there Donny is that this match AIN'T for the gold... This is just one of Johnny Dinucci's ways of gettin' to Colin Zale... A while back now Dinucci introduced Colin to PPW, and was stabbed in the back, Zale eventually sided with former president Quentin Barnes... I don't think Dinucci ever got over it...

DM: That was a looong time ago though Jesy, surely he isn't still mad about that?! I think its just in his nature to be an asshole and ruin all things good about PPW. Anyway, let's get to the action!

The arena falls in to complete darkness as "Reload" by Rob Zombie is cued up onto the PA system in the Arrowhead Pond. The word "RELOAD" is echoed throughout the arena, and as the drums kick in, pyrotechnics shoot from either side of the entranceway, and Colin Zale slowly, but purposefully, saunters on to the ramp.

The crowd erupt for the PPW veteran, who acknowledges them with a brisk nod either side. Zale eventually reaches the foot of the ring, and looks up at the enormous steel structure that awaits him.

DM: These fans in Anaheim are goin' crazy for Colin Zale! The Human Violence Encyclopedia is here, and he's ready for Riddick!

Zale takes the steps, one at a time, and enters the ring via the cage door. He makes his way over to the far side of the ring, and raises both arms above his head slowly. The buzz from the crowd is overwhelming.

JB: Just listen to 'em. Michaels! They love Colin Zale in California!

DM: They sure do, Jesy. But what will the reaction to our TV champion be?

"Reload" fades out and a brief silence is upon the Arrowhead Pond.

"Can't Stop" by The Red Hot Chili Peppers hits as Riddick Andrews heads out onto the ramp. The crowd explode as he makes his way to the ring, carrying the PPW TV championship over his shoulder. His eyes never come into contact with the crowd as if shunning the pop. He scales the steps and enters the ring, and jumps to his feet. He then walks to each side of the ring with a bird flipped in the crowds direction.

DM: A mixed reaction for Riddick Andrews here! The crowd can't make their minds up whether to cheer him or boo him!

JB: I say boo him!

DM: Why?

JB: I dunno... Why not?

Riddick hands his TV title over to the referee, who places it outside of the ring, and calls for the assistant referees to lock the cage door.

DM: Don't forget folks, to win this match, Zale or Andrews must either get the pinfall on their opponent, or escape over the top with BOTH feet touching the floor, or through the door to the outside. It is a non-title match, sanctioned for one fall... Let the fun begin...

The bell sounds as Riddick and Zale approach the centre of the ring. They stand toe-to-toe, Zale offering a handshake to the champion.

JB: See, that's what I love about Colin Zale - he's a true professional and a fantastic role model to the millions of PPW's younger fans!

Riddick, as predicted, shuns the handshake, and unloads on Zale with lefts and rights, forcing the veteran back into a corner. He then hits a Brainbuster Suplex, followed up by an Evenflow DDT.

DM: Very unsporting there by our champion - not a good example to set!

JB: This guy isn't here to set examples, he wants to be the best, and he doesn't care how he gets there...

Zale staggers back to his feet, and is immediately floored again by a Springboard Wheel Kick, executed beautifully by Riddick Andrews. Riddick then raises his arms to the crowds, again to a mixed reaction.

DM: Very quick start to this match by Riddick - Colin Zale can't even get a shot in!

Riddick then picks up Colin Zale and tosses him into the cage, head first. Zale's head bounces off the steel, and he again lies on the canvas.

JB: I've never seen Zale be dominated like this before!

DM: Spoke too soon, Jess...

As the camera pans back to the match, Zale has Riddick in a Front Face Lock Choke Hold, and is now the advantageous one in this contest. He then breaks the hold and issues a Neckbreaker, followed up by a Belly-to-Back Suplex.

DM: Colin Zale is back in the match! Look out Riddick!

Zale hits Riddick with a Drop Toe Hold, then follows it up with a Chickenwing Piledriver. He then leaves Riddick lying face down, and approaches one side of the cage. He begins to ascend up the cage wall, slowly, but progressively.

JB: Zale's climbing out! Man, if only the belt were on the line! We could have a new TV champion!

As Zale reaches the top of the cage, Riddick is back to his feet, and quickly dashes up the side of the cage, an issues a Backdrop, sending himself and Colin back down to earth.

DM: So close to getting the victory, but great integrity by Riddick Andrews.

Zale's back clearly sore from the impact of the fall, he tries to get back to his feet, but is met with a Tigerbomb from Andrews. Riddick then goes for another Evenflow DDT, but Zale counters it and hits an Underhook Knee Face Driver! He then goes for a cover on Riddick...

One...

Two...

Thr-... Kick-out by Andrews after the 2-count.

DM: Zale's got Riddick reeling! He needs to take charge now...

Zale stays on Riddick and locks on a Hammerlock Neck Submission, right in the middle of the ring.

JB: That's a very unorthodox move for a Cage match!

DM: Maybe, but's it's having its effect on Riddick!

Riddick is quickly losing energy as Zale tightens his grip around the champion's neck. Riddick tries to reach a rope, but is unable to do so. Eventually Zale decides to break the hold himself, and with Riddick lying defenseless on the mat, Zale makes for another ascent.

JB: He's going up again!

DM: Maybe this time he'll be more successful...

Zale makes his way up the steel once again, and once again reaches the top. He puts one leg over the top... Riddick is still down on the canvas. But as Zale looks almost certain to take the match, Johnny Dinucci appears at the top of the ramp, unbeknown to Colin.

DM: What the Hell is HE doin' out here?!

JB: Who...?

DM: Look, Dinucci up there, he's on the top of the ramp! With a huge grin on his face!

Suddenly Colin notices JD up at the top of the ramp, and his entire concentration is now focussed on the PPW co-owner, his eyes never moving away. Dinucci's grin changes quickly to a look of hate and loathing. He then growls and begins shouting trash at Zale.

DM: Why doesn't he just get outta here and leave these 2 to continue this epic encounter?! He always sticks his nose in where it's not wanted...

JB: He can't help it, Michaels...

Whilst Zale's attention is occupied with Dinucci's presence, Riddick gets back to his vertical base, and notices the fracas on the outside. He then seizes the opportunity, and begins to ascend the cage beside Zale. He then hits a Double Axe Handle on Colin's back, and issues a High Angle Back Drop from the top of the cage!!!

DM: OH MY GOD!!! ZALE IS BROKEN IN HALF!!!

JB: Both men are down and neither is moving!

Dinucci then chuckles aloud, much to the discontent of the fans in the Arrowhead Pond. At that point, Dinucci pops his head around the curtain, signalling to somebody. Then, as expected, Jim Grande walks out on to the stage, clutching a steel chair.

DM: What's goin' on now?!

JB: You got me, Donny.

Grande approaches the ring, and orders the referees to clear the ringside area. They do so reluctantly, except for senior official Don Henman, who is ordered to remain by Johnny Dinucci. The 2-man power trip then enters the ring and waits for the competitors to get up.

DM: I don't like the look of this, Jesy!

As both men rise to their feet, Dinucci grabs the chair from Grande and wraps it around Colin Zale's head!

JB: JESUS! What an impact!

DM: DINUCCI JUST CLOCKED ZALE WITH A CHAIR!!!

Riddick looks at Dinucci, bemused. He then looks back down at the body of Zale, and picks him up. He then hits a Fireman's Carry into a Sit-out Powerslam!

DM: RIDDICKULE! No, not like this!

Riddick drops to his knees and goes for the pin...

One...

Two...

DM: Zale has been screwed outta this m-...

Thre-... Colin Zale kicks out of the Riddickule!!!

JB: ...-No wait Don, Zale kicked out!!!

Riddick looks down at Zale withutter disgust - he can not believe what just happened!

DM: There's still some fight left in Colin Zale! Noone is safe, especially not Johnny Dinucci!

Zale gets back to his feet, dazzled, but aware. Dinucci growls aloud and again swings the chair at Zale. But Colin ducks the assault, and the steel chair lands perfectly on Riddick's cranium, busting him open, and sending him crashing to the mat!

DM: HE MISSED!!! HE HIT RIDDICK!!!

Zale then approaches Dinucci, who gulps and steps backwards in fear. Grande tries the heroics and intervenes, attempting to hit Zale with a right hand, but Zale blocks it and hits Grande with a Northern Lights Driver!

DM: A FINE WAY TO DIE!!!

Colin then focuses his attention on Dinucci again, who is at this point scampering out of the cage door. Zale grabs him by the trousers and flings him back into the ring. He then sets up Dinucci up, and hits A Fine Way To Die on him too!

JB: Colin Zale just decimated the PPW owners!

Zale then approaches Riddick, and picks him up. He the hits a Modified Styles Clash - instead of leaping and laying out, he drops to his knees, driving Riddick into the mat on the top of his head, increasing the blood flow.

DM: NO RESURRECTION!!! It HAS to be over!

Zale then looks down at Riddick's crimson face, and instead of pinning him, opts to walk out of the open door.

WINNER OF THE MATCH BY ESCAPING THE CAGE - Colin Zale

Zale walks up the ramp, clutching his neck and head, clearly wounded from his match. As he reaches the top of the ramp, he looks back upon the ring, and stares a hole through Dinucci, Riddick and Grande, all of who are now slowly getting back to their feet.

DM: I didn't like that stare from Zale - things have only just begun!!!

MATCH 5
GRAVEYARD MATCH

Undead Warrior vs. Shadow

DM: Well we’re set to cut to an offsite graveyard where Shadow and Undead Warrior are preparing to do battle in a matchup that can only end where somebody is pinned, or someone is buried alive!

JB: Well i highly doubt either of these guys will be satisfied with a simple pinfall victory... Nor would either of them be smart enough to go for the easy victory.

We see both participants standing opposite one another in a graveyard surrounded by many headstones, and in the immediate background sits and empty grave.

A referee standing nearby calls for the match to start and Shadow immediately darts at Warrior, but Warrior sidesteps and places a knee firmly into Shadows midsection, Shadow doubles over long enough for Warrior to blast him with an elbow to the back of the head that Sends Shadow to the ground. Warrior mounts Shadow and lays into him with a barrage of rights before standing to his feet. He pulls up Shadow and then hits him with a suplex onto the ground.

DM: Undead Warrior on a mission here so far, if he keeps this up it could be over in a hurry.

Warrior stands and looks around as if pondering what to do next, his sight settles on a nearby gravestone as he picks up Shadow, he attempts to whip him into the headstone but Shadow reverses it and sends Warrior crashing into the headstone, snapping it in half. Shadow stalks over to Warrior and picks up one half of the headstone, he stands above Warrior and looks to smack him with it, but Warrior strikes out with a low blow, causing Shadow to drop the weapon and fall to the ground clutching his groin. Warrior pulls himself to his feet and picks up Shadow, but Shadow fires up with a left and then a right, rocking Warrior, Shadow then lurches forward and takes Warrior down with a clothesline.

JB: This guys ain’t the brightest spark but he’s got guts.

Shadow stands and looks psyched, he picks up Undead Warrior and stands behind him, before hitting him with a german suplex, sending the back of Warriors head into the broken gravestone!

DM: Holy shit I think he just knocked him out.

Not done yet, Shadow holds on and stands, before delivering a second german suplex, which is quickly followed by a third! A stream of blood begins to ooze from the back of Warriors head where his mask has been slightly ripped.

DM: Shadow in complete control now, and i don’t think Warrior has anything left!

Shadow stands over Warrior and looks into the grave, he smirks and then begins to kick Warrior toward the hole, before Warrior eventually gets rolled in!

DM: Undead Warrior is in the grave! All Shadow has to do now is cover him with dirt and it’s over!

Shadow grabs a shovel sticking out of the dirt mound next to the hole and scoops up some dirt, he throws it on Warrior but as he does Warrior sticks out an arm and grabs the end of the shovel. Shadow reels back but all he manages to do is pull Warrior to his feet. Warrior lurches forward and gives Shadow a low blow, Shadow falls to the dirt as Warrior climbs out of the grave. Warrior picks up the shovel and stands above Shadow, he swings down and connects with Shadows back, causing him to cry out in pain, Warrior lifts it up again and hits Shadow a second time with the shovel! Shadow is down on the dirt holding his back as Warrior is in control.

JB: I participated in a match like this once...

DM: You did?

JB: Well actually it involved a graveyard, two hookers and a tub of... Maybe we shouldn’t go there.

Warrior pulls Shadow to his feet and wraps his hand around his throat, Warrior picks him up for a chokeslam but as he does Shadow strikes out with a boot to the gut, Warrior drops him and Shadow grabs him and hits him with an evenflow ddt!

DM: Darkness Falls! Shadow just hit his finisher.

JB: Yeah but he’s further out of it than me after ten blunts.

Both men are down as Shadow looks to have given his last bit of energy in that move. Eventually Shadow begins to stir as Warrior still appears to be unconscious. Shadow is on his hands and knees and begins rolling Warrior toward the grave once again, he gets him right to the edge before he can’t push him any further. Warrior is holding his ground so Shadow stands and attempts to kick him, but Warrior grabs his foot and then sweeps out the other one. Warrior slowly gets to his feet, as does Shadow, both men looking worse for wear. They begin trading punches right beside the grave. Shadow nails Warrior with a left, but then Warrior hits Shadow with one of his own. Shadow swings back once again, but Warrior blocks it, Warrior grabs Shadow suddenly by the throat and lifts him up, he turns toward the grave and leaps down with the Grave Sender into the grave!!!!!

DM: Oh my God! Undead Warrior just delivered his hellacious finisher into the grave! That was unbelievable!

Warrior climbs out of the grave and looks down at his fallen opponent, he then grabs the shovel and begins pouring in the dirt, Shadow is almost covered but then amazingly begins to sit up.

DM: This isn’t possible!

Warrior looks at Shadow, and then swings the shovel, connecting with his head and knocking him back down. Warrior then proceeds to pour in the dirt and completely covering Shadow!

DM: Undead Warrior did it! Shadow has been buried alive here on Mutilation!

WINNER OF THE MATCH - Undead Warrior

Riddick Andrews is backstage after his loss in the Steel Cage match against Colin Zale earlier. His arms cling to the TV title like it’s a lost love. His eyes are fixated on the wall in front of him as he plays the events of the match over and over in his head. His knuckles are white as he holds on to that title with all of his might as President Mike Melling walks into shot.

MM: Way to go “champ”… great performance tonight. You know, I sent you into that match not because I hated you but because I THOUGHT you could draw Colin’s stare away from Dinucci. Now, don’t get me wrong… The thought of you getting hurt at Colin’s will was tempting but I thought that MAYBE you’d have shown him something else to concentrate on.

Riddick’s eyes do not move. They stay centred on the wall in front.

MM: Where was the Riddick that has had this air of confidence and arrogance? Where’s the Riddick on that hot streak? Where’s that Riddick that couldn’t be beaten. He’s nothing? He was just a myth… Maybe Logan and James and Slayne were all right when they said you were heading for a fall… A lucky streak. Colin Zale isn’t half the man he used to be… How do you think you’d fare if I put you in the ring with the best in this company.

Melling moves into Riddick’s gaze but his eyes do not change.

MM: Are you listening to me Andrews? Or are you disappearing into one of your pathetic stupors? Disappearing into a world of your own when your problems get just too much. You make me sick for so many reasons Riddick… Don’t get me wrong, Colin Zale is still very, very good… But you did nothing more than prove to me that you’re a born loser…

Riddick snaps out of the trance and has Melling around the throat. He lifts him into the air and against the wall at which he was staring…

RA: Do I seem like a myth to you now Melling!? DO I!? DO I SEEM WORTHLESS AND PATHETIC NOW YOU SLIMEY SON OF A BITCH!?

The crowd explode…

RA: You listen to me and you listen good. I’m still yet to be pinned in a match here in PPW… I’m still to be defeated. I have lost matches but I have never quit. I know what you’re trying to do… You want to make me prove a point to Colin Zale… You want me to anger the psycho inside and take the full force of his wrath so that your business can thrive in the knowledge that you sacrificed me to keep the money rolling in… If you think you can manipulate me you’re sadly mistaken… But I can manipulate this situation. I was unlucky tonight, I lost the match… But I am still better than Colin Zale… And you’re right, I do want to prove myself. Johnny Dinucci made a mistake tonight, and I can forgive him for that… I wont let him become the target for Colin Zale’s rage… But this happens on my terms… Agreed?

MM: Agreed…

Melling’s face begins to turn purple…

RA: Then you give me what I want?

MM: YES! LET ME DOWN!

Riddick releases Melling who gasps to catch his breath.

RA: Conquest seems to be far enough in the future to build my plan… Conquest… Yes. In a match only ever seen once before. A match that strikes fear into the hearts of most men, women and children… A match that I know will have the hairs standing up on the neck of Colin Zale in anticipation… A match called… The Tower Of Fear…

Melling’s eyes widen to an unbelievable proportion…

MM: Are you insane!? That’s challenging a biker to a chain match! That would be Zale’s perfect playground!

RA: I know… But you said you wanted Colin Zale’s focus on me… And what more would attach his focus to me than the prospect of his type of match? He’d concentrate all of his powers on me… My God… This is gunna be one hell of a ride…

A sick smile crosses Riddick’s lips as we fade out to commercial.

MATCH 6
NO.1 CONTENDERS MATCH FOR THE PPW TV CHAMPIONSHIP
REGULAR SINGLES MATCH

Draven vs. The Dark Lotus

DM: Our pre-main event match begins right here folks! A match for the No. 1 contendership between Draven and The Dark Lotus.

"The Great American Nightmare" by Rob Zombie hits and the crowd begin to buzz. They turn to the ramp waiting for an entrance but no-one comes forth. The music stops...

JB: What the hell is going on here!?

"The Great American Nightmare" hits again but STILL there is no sign of Draven. The referee talks to the ring announcer who states that once The Dark Lotus makes his way out to the ring he will be declared the winner by DQ.

DM: Well lets get this over with... Get The Dark Lotus out here...

"Dead Bodies Everywhere" by KoRn hits and the crowd await TDL but he, like Draven, never arrives... The referee swings his arms in a salute that he gives up. The ring announcer announces that the match is cancelled due to a double forfeit!

JB: I have no idea what to say Don... This is really strange...

DM: I think if we head backstage we may be able to shed some light on the situation.

As we head backstage a serious of PPW road agents and staff all surround 2 fallen bodies. The bodies belong to Draven and The Dark Lotus. The 2 men are surrounded by a pool of blood after a vicious assault. Draven lies face down and TDL face up. On the wall 3 letters are inscribed in blood... F Y C...

DM: Ladies and gentlemen, this is certainly an eerie and strange event. I have no idea what it is that is going on... Draven and Lotus are to be taken to a nearby medical institue... Um... We'll be back after this short commercial break..

We fade out to commercial.

MAIN EVENT
PPW BLOODGAMES CHAMPIONSHIP
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH

James Spyder vs. ~~Slayne Demonio~~ vs. Harmony Taylor

“Slither” by Velvet Revolver hits as C.E.O. Johnny Dinucci makes his way out onto the ramp wearing his referee’s attire. His eyes show terror at the prospect of calling a match between these 2 competitors.

DM: He looks terrified Jesy!

I JUST said that…

JB: He’s an idiot…

I know…

DM: HEY… I…

The thundering beating of the drums kicks off the main event as "Ticks And Leeches" by Tool 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 front man 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.

DM: Yeah, this may be No DQ, but that mallet is heinous…

Spyder is just about to enter the ring when the lights dim as "Bitch" by Sevendust blares through the PA system, and Harmony Taylor dashes to the ring in double-quick time! Spyder seems to like this opportunity, as he jumps down from the apron and casually waits in front of Harmony, at the last moment he attempts a roaring clothesline modified with a leg sweep!

JB: DUCK!

Harmony Taylor drops down and rolls as Spyder swings for the fences, missing barely as Harmony Taylor turns on a penny and begins to throw fists

DM: Harmony is taking the fight right to Harmony’s doorstep!

JB: Shot after shot after shot by Harmony!

Spyder blocks the blows quickly and the 2 begin exchanging blows as opposed to all blows focused on James Spyder.

JB: Do you think those are the first blows Spyder has received since he split with Fonda?

DM: You’re sick…

Spyder gets the advantage on the ramp brawl, as Johnny Dinucci decides to ring the bell, seeing as the match is falls count anywhere. Spyder lands a few right hands into Harmony’s face, and laughs sadistically as he reaches for his mallet.

DM: Ooooow…

JB: Shut up, she’s a chick in a wrestling ring! If she gets hurt she gets hurt!

Spyder taunts Harmony by pressing the business end of the mallet upside her face and moving around her cheeks and nose. Harmony tries to struggle, but Spyder pulls up the mallet and thrusts it into her chest. He throws the mallet into the ring.

DM: She’ll be feeling that in the morning… whew.

JB: …I hate that expression… DON’T YOU THINK SHE’S FEELING IT NOW?!

DM: Calm down Jesy… can we get someone from the back to give Jesy his Ritalin?

JB: Shut up… Besides, she’s got padding!

Spyder grabs an arm of Harmony, and along with the mallet, drags her up to the top of the stage. Spyder drops the mallet as Harmony desperately thrusts Spyder in his throat. Harmony shakes some cobwebs loose as Spyder tries to regain his breath. Harmony Taylor slides off the ramp and starts walking along the crowd. Spyder gives chase after a few moments, and catches up to her near the curtains for the audience entrance. He begins to whack Taylor with forearm after forearm to the back of the head until Harmony turns around into a clothesline.

DM: They’re going to the backstage area…

Jesy can be heard whispering to the front row behind him.

DM: Wh-

JG and front row: THANK YOU GENERAL OBVIOUS!

DM: Jesy stop dealing drugs to the fans… You’ll get fired for that…

Michaels smiles mischievously as Jesy panics. He holds up a huge bag of weed.

JB: Hey man, this is for my OWN PERSONAL USE!

DM: MAN WILL YOU PUT THAT AWAY!

Spyder and Harmony stumble through the curtain to a herd of late… really late arriving fans. They begin trading punches again until Harmony nails a kick to the gut and lifts her leg over Spyder’s head, attempting an overdrive. She goes to grab his arm and turn him over, as Spyder spins out of it into a spike DDT on the concrete!

DM: Good God…

JB: Yeah, I know… that poor floor.

The Dinucci doesn’t see this, as he’s trying to part the fans to get to the action. Finally he does, but before he can count Harmony kicks out. Spyder gets on his knees and shakes his head… He heads towards Dinucci who dives into the sea of fans taking 2 out and down!

DM: Now that’s just out of line!

Spyder tries to force his way through the fans to get to Dinucci as Harmony crotches Spyder with a steel pipe. Spyder falls to the ground as Dinucci pulls out his wallet and hands out cash to the fans who hit the floor hard!

JB: Yeesh… there goes one of the Spyder’s legs…

Harmony manoeuvres her way in front of Spyder and Irish whips him into a concession stand counter. Harmony Taylor then starts looking around. Her face lights up, as he sweeps things off the condiments table. She throws Spyder up onto it, picks him up, and attempts a Russian Leg Sweep through the table. Spyder just smiles and chuckles as he hooks Harmony’s leg with his foot and Russian Leg Sweeps HER onto the floor!

DM: My God… This is match is absolutely BRUTAL!

JB: I know… and look, they’re making their way back to the ring.

Spyder has pulled Taylor to her feet and quickly drags her back to the ring. They force their way through the see of fans as Harmony is tossed over the guard rail where her head crashes against the steel steps busting her forehead wide open!

DM: That poor girls beautiful face…

JB: Oh come on, that’s just another hole to fuck…

DM: Words cannot describe how sick you’ve made me feel…

JB: Me too… I think that was the HASH browns I ate earlier…

Harmony is rolled into the ring as Spyder searches underneath. He pulls out a steel chair and tosses it into the ring.

DM: Spyder is loading up the weapons here Jesy!

As Spyder rolls into the ring and gets to his feet, he’s caught between the shoulder blades with a chair shot! He turns around seemingly angered by the shot… A second shot catches him between the eyes but it barely staggers him… He bounces back up off the ropes before receiving a second shot to the face… He falls back against the ropes again!

JB: Dude, I think I smoked too much again…

DM: Why?

JB: I just seen Spyder take 3 shots and he’s still up!

DM: He did…

JB: Man… I think HE’S been smoking too much…

Harmony lifts the chair above her head again to nail Spyder for a third time but as he bounces off the ropes Spyder’s right foot swings up and nails her right in the face!

DM: Jesy these 2 have fought tooth and nail all night long… Johnny Dinucci has had NOTHING to do so far! He’s not counted 1 single pinfall tonight!

JB: Exactly, it’s been a fight all over this arena… Through the crowd and on the ramp!

Spyder crouches on one knee in the ring… Harmony is face down on the ground… The big boot from Spyder sending her crashing to the mat. Dinucci looks down at the bloody, fallen Harmony!

DM: If nothing else, Harmony has PROVEN she can fight!

JB: She’s given James Spyder everything and more!

Spyder staggers up to his feet… No emotion on his face… Harmony begins to move… As Spyder slowly walks over to where she lies, her arms thrust up and James Spyder holds his stomach… He staggers backwards. Harmony gets to her knees holding the croquet mallet in her hands!

DM: THIS IS HER CHANCE! THIS IS HARMONY’S CHANCE JESY!

JB: TAKE IT! TAKE IT!

Harmony hooks Spyder’s head between her legs and underhooks his arms she jumps and lands on her knees nailing Face The Music! She jumps to her feet and points to the top rope!

DM: Harmony is heading up top for the Con-Air!

She flips backwards nailing a perfect Moonsault on Spyder…

1… 2… 3! NO! Spyder got his shoulder up at the very last moment!

Harmony holds her bloody head in shock and disappointment! She pushes herself up to her feet… Johnny Dinucci shakes his head in feigned pity. A smile crosses his lips as Harmony grabs the mallet. She stands up before looking down at Spyder on the mat. Her head then snaps in Dinucci’s direction…

DM: Ohhhh boy…

JB: She wouldn’t!?

DM: She might…

JB: She can’t…

DM: Oh she can…

Dinucci holds his hands up as if to try and reason with Taylor… She backs him up against the ropes. She begins shouting at him not to mess with her… She rears back with the mallet as Dinucci lifts his hands and closes his eyes.

DM: What the!?

The mallet bounces off the rope as Dinucci is dragged to the outside of the ring. Harmony looks down to see Riddick Andrews lifting Dinucci back to his feet. The camera shows Harmony screaming at Riddick who shouts back something about revenge for getting him attacked the week before Nuclear Winter… He jumps onto the apron as Harmony continues to shout at him. Spyder slowly gets to his knees, Harmony, however, blocks his view.

DM: What the hell is Riddick doing down here?!

JG: He’s waged a war on Maulprod!

Harmony swings the mallet at Riddick who catches it under his arm… He quickly hooks her head over his shoulder and drops off the apron guillotining Harmony on the top rope! She bounces back and turns just in time to be hooked by Spyder with a devastating spinning backbreaker!

DM: Vertebral Snap!!!!

Dinucci quickly slides back into the ring and delivers the count…

1… 2… 3!

WINNER OF THE MATCH BY PINFALL - James Spyder
James Spyder is still the PPW Bloodgames champion

Riddick Andrews backs up the ramp looking slightly pleased with himself. Spyder takes the title from the referee and lifts it into the air before eventually facing the ramp. He looks at Riddick and his celebration halts… Riddick continues to back up the ramp as Johnny Dinucci hides at ringside. A smile slowly crosses Spyder’s face…

DM: What the hell is Spyder smiling at!?

Spyder points down the ramp past Riddick who looks puzzled… He turns around slowly to be smashed across the face and skull with a Singapore Cane! The crowd are stunned to see Colin Zale atop the ramp stood over the fallen Riddick Andrews… He shouts at Riddick about messing with the wrong people before standing over the fallen body and slowly heading down to the ring. Zale walks down the ramp with an evil smirk on his face, occasionally casting a glance back towards the fallen Riddick Andrews. Inside the ring Spyder has a smile on his face, but there is noticeable confusion as well. Harmony stands slightly back and to the left of him, staring at the cane wielding PPW icon.

Donovan Michaels: I wonder what Zale wants…

Jesy Blue: I don’t know, but I can tell you from experience that when he smiles like that no good has ever come out of it.

Zale finally gets to the ring, taking on last gaze over his shoulder at Riddick. He walks around to the other side of the ring and gets a microphone from the ring announcer and then walks to the ring, grabbing the rope and climbing in. He walks past Harmony without even acknowledging her presence and comes to stand in front of Spyder, who is still smiling although it is a smile of curiosity. Zale hoists his cane up and lays it across his shoulders then pulls the mic up.

CZ: Sorry about that little weasel Riddick getting in your business Jim…I’ll make sure to keep a better handle on him in the future.

Spyder responds to this with an open mouth, all tooth predatory grin. Zale smiles back and holds up the mic again.

CZ: I bet you’re wondering what I’m doing out here on the heels of another Bloodgames title defense for you.

Spyder sits silently and nods his head in agreement. Harmony goes to speak and both men shoot her an absolutely evil glare.

CZ: Don’t interrupt me kid. This is more important than you.

Zale turns back to Spyder and looks at him again.

CZ: Nuclear Winter was an important night for you Jim; in our blood fest you scored your first career victory over me. I congratulate you now just as I did then. It also convinced me that I had to make a serious change in my career, a change that would involve completely altering my ring style. That is the reason I am down here…or at least its part of it.

Zale stands silently as Spyder digests this, his face betraying nothing. Spyder finally nods his head and gestures for his friend to continue. Zale looks up at him and grins.

CZ: Throughout my career I have been referred to most commonly as the “Extreme Icon”. This was always a name that I carried with pride and tried to earn. You yourself have professed on many occasions to believe that I have more than earned this title. Well, my friend the simple fact of the matter is this…

Zale steps back and lifts the cane from his shoulders, holding it over his head for a moment before lowering it and holding it straight out to Spyder.

CZ: So have you.

Spyder stares at the cane with an almost enraptured expression before snapping out of it and staring at Zale with a look of confusion and surprise.

CZ: I can think of no one I know who deserves this more than you do Jim. Take my cane, carry it with the knowledge that you are the only person I would ever consider worthy of holding it other than myself and do it proud. You, my friend, are now the “Extreme Icon”.

Spyder slowly reaches out and takes the cane from Zale, his expression betraying that he’s still totally baffled by the entire situation. Zale sees this and reaches up, placing a hand on his friend’s shoulder. He raises the mic to his mouth again.

CZ: It’s yours now my friend. Do with it as you will.

Zale lowers his hand from Spyder’s shoulder and takes his hand, shaking it firmly. Spyder stares down at it, still totally in shock of the whole occurrence. Zale finally drops his hand and does a short bow gesture to his friend before turning on his heel and stepping out of the ring as Rob Zombie’s “Reload” blares in the background. On his way past Riddick he takes the time to bend over him and speak something into the ear of the barely conscious man before smacking him hard in the face once in a very patronizing manner. With that he walks the rest of the way up the ramp and disappears behind the curtain, leaving Riddick crumpled on the ramp and Spyder standing in the ring staring with an enraptured gaze down at his newest possession.

FADE TO BLACK