Mutilation Results
Live Wednesday, March 31
from The Superdome, New Orleans, Louisiana

The screen turns black and the PPW logo flashes across the screen, and TNN kicks off this glorious edition of PPW Mutilation! The camera pans in on the thousands of adoring fans who all made the journey to New Orleans for what promises to be an action-packed night of entertainment. A familiar voice comes over the sound system.

DM: The Superdome in New Orleans is completely sold out! There's tension in the air between several PPW superstars, and I'm here to bring the action to you LIVE! With the help of my esteemed colleague and old friend, Jim "The Bomb" Grande!

JG: Who you callin' old, Michaels?!

DM: Last week on Mutilation we crowned a new World champion in William Stone, but Tre Crawford, "The Perfect Weapon" stole that gold from Stone, and has not been seen by anybody in PPW since!

JG: Yeah that's right Don, and I believe that William Stone won't be here tonight as he's off lookin' for Crawford and his coveted World championship belt!

DM: And with PPW President Quentin Barnes still banged up in a Chicago hospital, we are still in the company of our C.E.O. and other co-owner, Johnny Dinucci.

JG: Good ol' JD is still runnin' the joint (laughs out loud)...that's music to my ears, Michaels!

DM: I'm sure it is Jim...anyway without further ado, let's get straight into the action with our opening match - Tittiana last week eliminated Georgina in the 4-Way Elimination match for the Bloodgames No. 1 Contendership!

JG: Yeah, but this week they go one-on-one in a bit of a grudge match - a "battle of the sexy" if you will...to see who in fact is the dominant female!

DM: That's right, so let's go to rthe action...

JG: WOOOOOOOOOO!!!

The shot moves away from the announce table, and onto the ring, where the announcer awaits his cue.

The commercial ends and we go to backstage where Lia has just arrived and is walking to her locker room with Todd, followed closely by Paige who is talking in a loud, unpolite manner on the phone… The camera zooms in on Lia and Todd as they turn the corner, and bump straight into Omega and Dylan. All four stop, Lia standing mere inches from her opponent of the night… Paige turns the corner and walks straight into Lia, knocking her into Omega… He doesn’t move an inch, just stands staring at Lia and Paige… Dylan looks Paige up and down, a smug look upon her face…

Dylan: “My my, look who it is… The slut and her little…side-kick, Paige.”…

Omega sneered as Paige shot an evil glance back at Dylan… She put the phone back to her ear…

Paige: “Call me back in 5.”…

And then put the phone into the top pocket of her pinstripe suit jacket.

Omega: “You ready for the beating of your life?”

Lia: “You ready for yours?”

The two stared at each other, not breaking eye contact… Paige and Dylan did the same, while Todd stood aside from them all, not knowing what to say…

Todd: “Well.. may the best man.. erm.. woman win… C’mon Lia… We got better stuff to be doin than bein seen talking to Omega…”…

Dylan grabbed Omega’s arm and smiled, in the same smug way as she had done before, at Todd…

Dylan: “Yeah, c’mon Omega… We need to get prepared for the celebrations after you kick that jobber’s ass..”…

Omega: “Oh don’t you worry… We may aswell start the celebrations now…”…

He leaned in closer towards Lia…

Omega: “When I’ve finished with you, it’ll be a long, long time before you dare to step back in the ring with me… You had Lotus… So what? He’s nothing compared to me… And you’ve got nothing to lose, except your wrestling career… Looks like you’ve already lost Dylan…”…

And with that he pulled back, standing up straight, standing tall above Lia… He looked down at Dylan who still had hold of his arm, and smiled…

Lia: “Don’t crack open the champagne too soon, Omega.”…

Dylan: “Oh don’t worry.. We’ll share… Just not with you.”…

Omega and Dylan stepped forward, pushing past Lia and Paige… They walked off down the corridor, leaving Paige, Todd and Lia to carry on heading for Lia’s locker room… Chris Collins runs up behind them having seen the confrontation with Omega and Dylan…

Chris Collins: “Hey Lia! Hold up.. What was all that about?”

Lia: “Just fuck off Chris.”…

Chris stood looking dumbfounded as the three walked away from him… A guy in a black T-shirt with ‘PPW’ across the front walked up and put his hand on Chris’s shoulder…

Guy: “Now THAT is one pissed off bitch..”…

Chris: “Hell hath no fear like a woman scorned..”…

Guy: “Too true dude, too true..”…

OPENING MATCH
REGULAR TAG MATCH
Tittiana vs. Georgina

DM: So then the opening match of the night folks, and a bit of a grudge between these 2...

JG: Let's get underway then instead of sittin' here jabbering!

"Wild Thing" by The Troggs hits the PPW PA system, and the arena turns dark. The PurePainTron is filled with Georgina's name, in the same design as the tatoo on her arm. Red lights flicker all around, before the light returns, and George makes her way down the aisle and into the ring.

Ring Announcer: And her opponent...

Good Charlotte's "The Anthem" begins and as the main beat hits, Tittiana busrts through the curtains in a full run, diving and sliding under the bottom rope into the center of the ring. She hops up to her feet and jumps onto the second turn buckle facing the crowd cheering her, dancing to the beat of the song, then goes to the other corner of the ring, dancing still. Finally stopping back in the middle of the ring and pointing to the camera as Tittiana and the crowd sing along to the chorus of the song. "I DON'T EVER WANNA BE YOU. DON'T WANNA BE JUST LIKE YOU. THIS IS THE ANTHEM, THROW ALL YOUR HANDS UP! YOU... DON'T WANNA BE YOU!"

The 2 women stand toe-to-toe in the ring, and the bell sounds to start the match. Georgina gains the early advantage by Irish Whipping Tittiana into the ropes, and hitting a Dropkick on the return. George then capitalises on this by Irish Whipping Tittiana again, but this time hitting a Drop Toe Hold!

DM: Great Drop Toe Hold by George!

Tittiana gets back to her feet, but is quickly grounded again by Georgina and a huge Flying Dropkick!

JG: George is the Dropkick QUEEN!!!

Georgina then goes for a cover on Tittiana...

1...

2...

...shoulder up by Tittiana, no 3-count!

The match continues. Tittiana gets back up after kicking out of the pinfall attempt, and hits Georgina with a Bulldog, knocking her to the mat.

DM: Great offence form Tittiana - that was a well-executed manoeuvre.

Tittiana picks up Georgina and hits her with a Running DDT, followed by a Swinging Neckbreaker.

JG: Tittiana's building up some momentum now, Michaels...she may have this one in the bag....

Tittiana keeps on top of Georgina by hitting her with a Flipping Dropkick, and then going for the pin...

1...

2...

...kick-out by Georgina after 2!

DM: This match is hottin' up now, Bomb...so who would you say is the Queen of PPW...

JG: I'd have to say...Jesy Blue...

DM: No, seriously!

JG: Obviously, I think it's Liana - that girl's HOT!!!

DM: Anyway, back to the match...

Tittiana still has the edge over Georgina, and proves so with a thunderous Hip Toss! Tittiana then goes for another cover on George...

1...

2...

...NO! Another kick-out by George - she's refusing to stay down!

Tittiana then goes to the top rope, and launches herself at George with a Moonsault, but Georgina moves out of the way, and then hits Tittiana with an Evenflow DDT!

JG: That's Georgina's Trademark move! The Evenflow DDT! This one's gonna be won by George!

As Georgina finishes hitting the Evenflow DDT, Tittiana tries to grab at the referee's legs. As the referee is distracted by Tittiana, Liana Blaze appears on the top of the stage, and darts down to the ring!

DM: It's Liana! She's comin' out here!

JG: YEAH!!! Now the TRUE cat fight can begin!

Liana enters the ring, and hits Georgina across the head with a steel chair, knocking her to the floor. Lia then quickly slips out of the ring and ducks down, out of the visible range of the referee. Tittiana then releases the ref's leg, and covers Georgina...

1...

2....

3!!! This one's over!

Ring Announcer: The winner of this bout, Tittiana!

THE WINNER OF THE MATCH BY PINFALL - Tittiana!

DM: Liana came down here and screwed Georgina! Tittiana has won the battle of the bitches!

JG: She sure has...but why did Liana come down here to help?

DM: Who knows, Bomb...who knows...

MATCH 2
REGULAR SINGLES MATCH
Eminence vs. Riggs

The arena drops into darkness, the piano intro to "The Sacrament" by HIM begins to play. Blue lights blink on and off. We hear the words "Don't Be Scared My Child" just before song breaks out. Blue and red lights begin to circle the stage then out of a thick fog appears Riggs. He stands on the rampway and looks down towards the ring, he raises one arm into the air and makes his way down to the ring. Riggs climbs onto the apron and slides in between the second rope. He pauses for a second before climbing onto the second turnbuckle and raiseing both his hands to form X shape to the fans. He jumps down and roles his shoulders and gets ready for the upcoming match.

DM: We are just awaiting the entrance of Riggs now folks!

JG: You really do talk shit, Michaels! That is possibly the most obvious thing EVER!

"One More Road To Cross" by DMX plays as a light fog begins to fill the top of the stage. A red search light beams out through the fog, and then into the fog, showing us only the silhouete of Eminence, his head down, hair slightly over his face. Suddenly, Eminence starts kung-fu punching and kicking his way through the fog, warming himself up. Eminence pretty much ignores the fans as he strolls down the aisle and rolls into the ring, patiently awaiting the opening bell.

DM: The face of Eminence filled with concentration, Grande...this should be a great encounter!

The crowd boo Eminence - the NEW No. 1 Contender for the PPW Bloodgames Title!

* Bell sounds *

DM: And away we go with this match between Riggs and Eminence!

Eminence goes straight after Riggs, and hits him with a Powerbomb! He then follows this up with a Flying Martial Arts Kick, almost beheading Riggs!

JG: Great kick there by Eminence, he's up for this match! I wonder when he'll get his shot at Verafai Omega's Bloodgames Title...?

DM: I have no idea Bomb, maybe at our next Pay-Per-View, PPW Disturbance!

JG: Yeah maybe...or maybe before that!?

DM: Who knows!

Eminence goes for the cover on Riggs...

1...

2...

...shoulder up by Riggs on the count of 2!

Eminence goes for a Diamond Cutter, but Riggs counters it with a Side Russian Leg Sweep, then a Cradle Piledriver! Riggs now has the upper hand, and takes the initiative and keeps on attacking Eminence, not allowing him a look-in. Riggs hits an Inverted Atomic Drop on Eminence, causing the No. 1 Contender to scream out loud. Riggs then executes a beautiful Jump Swing DDT!

DM: Great form by Riggs, a truly magnificent move from a wonderful superstar!

JG: Are you in love with Riggs?

Riggs then goes for a cover on Eminence...

1...

2...

...kick-out by Eminence after 2.

It's been a while now since Eminence has taken a shot at Riggs. Riggs hits a Hangman's Neckbreaker, then scurries up the turnbuckle. He waits for Eminence to get back to his feet, and when he does so, he wil strike.

JG: This is lookin' bad for Eminence...

Eminence gets up and turns to face the turnbuckle where Riggs is perched. Riggs strikes down on Eminence with the Third Degree - 3 Moonsaults from the top rope, one after the other!

DM: Great combination of Moonsaults there by Riggs, and Eminence is in trouble again!

JG: I don't like the way this match is pannin' out, Donny...Eminence is gonna lose!

Riggs, still with the match within his grasp, continues on his offensive streak. He tosses Eminence outside the ring, and then exits the ring also. But as he gets out of the ring, Eminence greets him with a Powerbomb! He then also hits a Diamond Cutter!

JG: YES!! Eminence is back in it!

Eminence and Riggs battle on outside the ring, unaware of the referee's count inside the ring - currently on 5!

DM: If they're not careful they're BOTH gonna get counted out!

Eminence hits Riggs with a Jumping Piledriver, and then turns to signal to the crowd. But the crowd boo Eminence.

JG: Not the response he was hoping for!

The referee then shouts over to the timekeeper to ring the bell, as he has reached a 10-count!

The bell sounds, and Eminence and Riggs look dumbfoundedly at each other.

Ring Announcer: This match has ended in a No Contest, as both participants were counted out!

DM: That's a first! It's not very often you see a Double Countout anymore!

THE MATCH ENDS IN A NO CONTEST DUE TO A DOUBLE COUNTOUT!

Neither Eminence nor Riggs can believe the result of the match, and the 2 leave the ring area, both cursing the referee.

The camera pans backstage, in fact to C.E.O. Johnny Dinucci's office. Gina Williams knocks and enters the office.

GW: Mr. Dinucci? My I speak with you please?

Johnny Dinucci loks up from his desk, and his eyes widen at the sight of Gina.

JD: Well well well, Miss Gina Williams! To what do I owe the pleasure?

GW: I was just wonderin' if I could have a few words about tonight's show?

JD looks Gina up and down, before responding.

JD: But of course you can, dear. What's on your mind?

GW: Well tonight's match between Draven and James Spyder...as yet there is no stipulation, I was just wondering what that stipulation will be?

Johnny looks back down into his paperwork that smothers his desk.

JD: Well, Gina, my dear, tonight's match etween Draven and James Spyder will be...a Last Man Standing Match!

DM: Wow! Last Man Standing - Draven and Spyder!

GW: Thank you Mr. Dinucci...oh by the way, is there an update on Mr. Barnes?

JD: Yeah...unfortunately, he's still alive...now, is that all?

Gina Williams gives a disgusted look at Dinucci.

GW: Yeah that's all.

JD: Oh and Gina...I will make an announcement next week on Mutilation regarding the matches for PPW Disturbance, now get outta my office please tuts.

Gina Williams exits the office, and the camera returns to ringside.

MATCH 3
PPW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS MATCH
Infliktion vs. Johan Pariah & Tommy Gigliotti

DM: It's time for our 3rd match of the night then, Jim...and it's the first EVER PPW Tag Team Titles Match!

JG: That's right, so who will be crowned the first ever Tag Team champs? Will it be Infliktion, or will it be Pariah & Gigliotti?

DM: Stay tuned to find out folks!

PPW Mutilation cuts to a commercial break for the new Johnny Dinucci doll - if you hit it, it actually cries like a bitch, then pisses itself!!!

New Johnny Dinucci doll, from BanDai...!

DM: And we're back, and just about ready for the introductions...

The arena stays lit, but slowly becomes engulfed by a sea of darkness, bursting out of the dead spotlights. The retentive crowd raises slowly to its feet as the bells begin to toll, followed by low guitar riffs. As the open ing of "Miseria Cantare" by AFI bangs out from the loud speakers, purple and pink lights flash along. A purple light flashes the center stage, but no silouhette to fill the frame. A flash back and a dark, shadowy figure lurks among the particles. With no sudden arm movements he inches closer into the light. Johan Pariah has arrived into the arena. He lifts his gloomy face from floor position to gleam upward towards the slanted spotlight stream. He begins to assend down to the ringside area, with his arms to his side. He rolls into the ring and gets to his feet quickly. He walks over to the southern turnbuckle, but does not climb upward. He glares over the crowd, still no arm movement as his the music ends and the lights become clear once more.

JG: Well Pariah's here, now what about that sick S.O.B. Tommy Gigliotti?!

Suddenly.. the lights go out.. and green spotlights search the entire arena.. the finally come to a stop at the top of the apron and a "Call 9-1-1" by Westside Connection maybe for Tommy himself starts up.. and a video package of “The Rotweiler” Tommy Gigliotti begins to play on the big screen.. the people know who he is and begin to boo.. Tommy steps out onto the apron to a chorus of Boos.. He’s wearing a Wife-beater and Black wrestling shorts.. he slowly makes his way down to the ring.. looking as sharp as ever.. he walks up the stairs and walks across the apron just like he used to. He climbs into the ring and stops dead center.. and looks into the crowd.. just stares for a few minutes and gets a look of disgust on his face.. he takes a drink from the water bottle he had.. and drops it on the apron.. he pulls the wife beater off over his head and stands there waiting for his opponent..

DM: Now bring on the Infliktion!

While the quiet female voice sings to "Guano Apes - Open Your Eyes", the arena goes black in the darkness. Then as her voice stops and the guitar kicks in red lights begin to flicker and parts the darkness for a few brief seconds at a time, and the sillouette of the two men can be seen against the background screen. When the lead singer then begins, the red lights get stronger and the two men begin to walk down to the ring, with red and white pyros shooting upwards towards the arena roof. The two men then get onto the outside of the arena and Chris Troy steps over the ropes while Spencer Lexus hops over them. The two men then stand on the opposite turnbuckles and raises their arms to the fans cheering them, then the music cuts off and the tag team wait in the ring.

JG: Let's get this show on the road, WOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

DM: I can see you're gonna annoy me with that tonight!

JG: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

The match begins with Chris Troy and Johan Pariah in the ring. Troy goes to shake the hand of Pariah in a gesture of friendship and good will, and Pariah takes Troy's hand...but not in thanks. He grabs Troy's arm and then hits the Infliktion man with a Standing Crucifix Powerslam!

DM: Not very sportsman-like of Pariah!

JG: Dude, grow up!

Pariah then Irish Whips Troy into the corner where "The Rotweiler" stands waiting to be entered into the action. "The Messanger" then tags in Gigliotti, who hits Troy with a DDT, followed by an Irish Whip into the ropes. On the return, Tommy G hits Troy with a Samoan Drop!

DM: Great shot by Gigliotti, "The Rotweiler"...

JG: He isn't a REAL Rotweiler y'know...it's just a name!

Gigliotti then tosses Troy back in to his corner, and re-tags Pariah.

DM: Great teamwork by Pariah and Gigliotti...

Pariah then hits Troy with a Flipping Dropkick, then goes for the cover...

1...

2...

...No - 2-count only.

JG: Great kick-out by Chris Troy, but he needs to tag in Spencer Lexus!

DM: That's a good point, and Troy could do with some help right about now.

"Kasey" Pariah throws Troy into the corner, and executes a Shuffle Side Kick - this knocks Troy's head onto the steel ring post! Troy plummets to the ground, and Pariah salutes the crowd, before re-tagging in Gigliotti.

JG: Pariah and Tommy G keep on switching the main man - that's a great tactic in such a match as this...

Gigliotti then approaches the fallen body of Chris Troy, and lifts him up back to his feet. But Troy drops to his knees and hits a desperation Low Blow! He then squirms away from "The Rotweiler", and tags in Lexus!

JG: Great thinkin' there by Infliktion!

Spencer grabs Gigliotti straight away, and hits a Rolling Thunder - 3 Belly-to-Back Suplexes one after the other! This takes a lot out of Gigliotti, and it's he and Pariah who now seem to be struggling! Lexus goes after Gigliotti again, this time with several Martial Arts kicks, and chops! Lexus then climbs the top rope as quickly as he can, then comes crashing down on Gigliotti with a Missile Dropkick!

DM: Great connection by Spencer Lexus and I think Gigliotti is out cold!

Johan Pariah makes his way in to the ring, but the newly-recovered Chris Troy also enters, and heads of Pariah. He hits "Kasey" with a Stalling Suplex, followed by a Pulling Piledriver!

JG: Great combination of moves there by Troy - but he needs to get outta there, because he ain't the legal man - Spencer Lexus is!

But Troy doesn't depart from the ring - instead he hits Pariah with his finisher - Critical Damage - a devastating Tombstone Piledriver!

With Pariah taken care of, Infliktion can now concentrate on Gigliotti. Chris Troy gets Gigliotti in a Powerbomb position while Spencer Lexus climbs onto the top rope. Troy then delivers a devastating Powerbomb just as Lexus leaps off to do his Guillotine Leg Drop finisher, which catches "The Rotweiler" across the throat!

DM: INFLIKTION JUST HIT...INFLIKTION!!!

Spencer Lexus (the legal man at this point) then covers Gigliotti for the pin...

1...

2...

3!!!

JG: Wow! Infliktion are the new Tag Team champions!

DM: That was a very quick match, Bomb...!

JG: Well Pariah and Gigliotti are no match for Infliktion!

THE WINNERS OF THE MATCH BY PINFALL - Infliktion!
The first EVER PPW Tag Team champions!

An advertisement airs showing the date of the next PPW Pay-Per-View...PPW Disturbance - Wednesday, April 21, 2004 - LIVE from the Astrodome, Houston, Texas!

MATCH 4
BLOODGAMES MATCH
Sledgehammer vs. Haphazard

Sledgehammer can be seen backstage waiting to enter the ring area, but first must await the arrival of Haphazard. Haphazard walks by Sledge, and spits on the ground in front of him. Sledgehammer takes a step forwards to confront Haphazard, but stops himself from attacking.

Sledgehammer (to himself): Save it for the ring...

Sledgehammer then concedes, as Haphazard walks by, laughing out loud.

The lights in the arena dim, and a strange fog fills the entrance and ring. "Darkness" by Twiztid starts and 6 men in brown robes carry a coffin down to the ringside. The coffin opens, and Haphazard arises from within it and enters the ring.

DM: Haphazard is upon us, Jim, and he and Sledgehammer don't have much love lost for each other.

JG: I know...did you see Haphazard spit at Sledgehammer? That was great! Quality viewing!

DM: I didn't think so to be honest Grande, I found it tasteless, and vulgar!

JG: Why am I not at all surprised?!

The arena goes dark, we hear a few screams from the more excitable members of the crowd, then the PurePainTron flashes 3-2-1. "Take A Look Around" by Limp Bizkit kicks in, and red and silver pyros light up the arena. We see Sledgehammer with his back to the ring in a crucifix pose, he spins around as more pyros go off. Sledgehammer struts down the ramp, slapping a few of the fans hands, then as he gets about half way down the ramp and runs the rest of the way, and slides into the ring.

DM: The combatants are ready, let's go over to the ring for the action!

JG: WOOOOOO!!!

DM: Please don't!

The bell rings and the 2 guys go straight for one another. Sledgehammer gets the early lead by hitting Hap with a Stalling Suplex. He then capitalises on it by hitting Haphazard with an Inverted DDT!

DM: A bright start by ledgehammer, Bomb, and he's been lookin' sharp the past couple of weeks!

JG: He certainly has, Michaels, he was very unlucky last week against Riggs, he fought well and deserved the win. All he lacks is that killer instinct. If he had that, he'd be one of the best in the business!

DM: Yeah I'd second that, Jim...good call!

JG: A-thank you...

Sledgehammer goes after Hap some more witha Reverse DDT, followed by a German Suplex. He then attempts an early cover...

1...

2...

...kick-out by Haphazard after the 2-count.

DM: Well Sledgehammer certainly appears to be focused Bomb, he stands in good stead for a victory tonight!

JG: We'll see, Don...as good as Sledge is, this Haphazard guy is one for the future...he's a great competitor!

DM: A litte unorthodox maybe in his methods...?

JG: Yeah but, who cares?!

Sledgehammer sticks on Hap and doesn't give him a chance to get any moves off. Sledge then issues a Northern Lights Suplex, knocking the breath out of Haphazard. Sledgehammer then attempts another cover...

1...

2...

...2-count only.

DM: Great determination by Sledgehammer, he wants this win, he NEEDS this win!

Haphazard gets back t his feet and hits Sledge with an illegal shot between the eyes, and gains some momentum. He runs at Sledge and hits him with a Lariat, then follows it up with a cover...

1...

kick-out by Sledgehammer after only a 1-count.

JG: Haphazard startin' to get into this one now...and he too was unlucky last week, Michaels, just beaten by Eminence for that No.1 Contenders shot against Verafai Omega!

DM: Yeah that's true, he showed great character last week, and he's lookin' like doin' the same this time around too!

Haphazard builds on his offence by catching Sledgehammer with a Forearm Smash! He then follows it up by executing a Full Nelson Slam. He then goes for another cover on Sledge...

1...

2...

...NO! Kick-out again by Sledgehammer!

Sledgehammer then gets back to his feet, and smacks Hap with a Super Kick!

JG: Whoa! Right on the kisser!

Haphazard hits the floor, and Sledgehammer locks in a Figure-Four Leg Lock!

DM: He's got that hold locked in tight on Haphazard's legs, Bomb...

JG: C'mon Hap! Get outta there!

Sledgehammer's face is a picture of intensity. His facial expression signifies the mount of pain he is inflicting on Haphazard's legs. Hap screams out in agony, and tries to make it to a rope, but he is unable to maneouvre himself properly, and so Sledgehammer tightens the grip!

DM: That hold is excruciating on Haphazard's legs! He may have to tap out here!

JG: NEVER! Let's go Hap, c'mon buddy! Break the hold!

Haphazard again tries to make his way over to a rope, but Sledgehammer refuses to loosen the move. So as an alternative, Haphazard begins to turn over, trying to shift the pressure off hislegs and onto Sledgehammer's!

JG: That's it! Keep doin' that!

Sledgehammer begins to scream out in pain as Hap eventually reverses the hold! Sledgehammer tries to crawl on his hands to reach a rope, but Haphazard crawls in the opposite direction, and eventually wins out over Sledge! Sledgehammer is truly struggling inside the ring.

JG: I don't think Sledgehammer's gonna be able to get out of this hold, Don. He hasn't got that kiler instinct I was talking about earlier!

DM: I think you could be right Grande...Sledgehammer's in serious trouble here!

The referee tries to break up the hold, but Haphazard will not let go. Sledgehammer gives one last boost of energy to try and reach the ropes, and eventually does so!

DM: He made it! Sledgehammer got to the ropes!

JG: Wow! I must say I'm shocked!

Sledgehammer then gets to his feet, and ith a littl elimp, goes over to Haphazard, and hits him with a Piledriver! He then capitalises on this and hits his finisher, the SledgeBomb!

DM: SLEDGEBOMB!!! HAPHAZARD IS FINISHED!!!

Sledgehammer goes for the victory...

1...

2...

3!!!

DM: Yes he got it!

JG: No! Sledgehammer, the little bastard, he got the win!

THE WINNER OF THE MATCH BY PINFALL - Sledgehammer!

Sledgehammer, after winning the match, continues to assault Haphazard. He hits another SledgeBomb on Hap, and then exits the ring to grab a weapon.

DM: What is he doing? This is so uncharacteristic of Sledgehammer!

JG: I dunno, Michaels...unless...

DM: What?

JG: ...the killer instinct...maybe Sledgehammer has fianlly realised...the kiler instinct!

Sledgehammer grabs a lead pipe from under the ring, then re-enters and proceeds beating Haphazard over the head with it!

DM: Stop this! This has gone way too far!

Apollo comes running into the camera shot and pulls Sledgehammer back, holding his arm so he can't hit anymore of those vicious lead pipe shots. Sledgehammer turns around, a sadistic look in his eyes, and pushes away his manager and former trainer Apollo...this is the first time they have been togther since Sledgehammer struck out at Apollo and it looks like it might end up in tears.

Sledgehammer starts beating away at Haphazard again and this time Apollo stands in front of him. Sledgehammer looks to the crowd then turns back to Apollo, and puts out his arm to shake Apollo's hand. Apollo shakes Sledge's hand, but gets caught with a boot to the midsection followed by a perfect Northern Lights Suplex!

DM: What the hell does Sledgehammer think he's doin' Bomb!

JG: I told you already - KILLER INSTINCT!!! Sledgehammer's realised his true potential! And he's takin' out his anger and frustration and pent-up hate on Apollo and Haphazard!

Sledgehammer slides out of the ring and pulls out a table. He sets it up outside the ring then slides back into the ring, he pulls Apollo up by his hair and pulls him towards the ropes. Sledgehammer ducks under the ropes to the ring apron and pulls Apollo with him. He then lifts him up and hits the SledgeBomb off the Apron and right through the table below!

JG: YEAH! I like this new and improved Sledgehammer! He's a guy I can relate to, Michaels!

DM: What, a sick and sadistic son-of-a-bitch?

JG: If you wanna put a label on it then, yeah!

They both lay motionless as the crowd go silent, and then we see Sledgehammer sit striaght up with a gash on the side of his head. He starts smiling and then rubs his hand against his head and pulls away looking at the sick red blood on his hand. The camera closes in on him and we see a huge smile spread across his face.

DM: Sledgehammer has lost it! He really has!

The crowd begin to boo and jeer Sledgehammer, as he exits the ring area.

MATCH 5
LADDER MATCH
Liana vs. Verafai Omega

The match official sets up the ladder on the outside of the ring, half-way down the rampway.

Ring Announcer: The rules of this Ladder Match are simple. The winner of the match will be the superstar who can successfully climb the ladder, and reach the briefcase that is hanging above the ring.

DM: Ok, we're just about ready for tonight's Ladder Match between the PPW Bloodgames champion Verafai Omega, and Liana Blaze.

JG: Who is in fact PPW's hottest superstar!

DM: Don't let Krazy Kris have heard that!

JG: Look, Michaels...Krazy Kris is GONE! Finished...over...he ain't comin' back, and that's just the way it is! So if I wanna talk about Liana in that way, I WILL!!! Got it?

DM: I guess...

JG: GOOD!!!

Lia's figure appears behind a smoke screen, "Not Falling" by Mudvayne kicks in, and the lights go out... 2 or 3 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: Well Liana's here, and she has a new entrance theme, Bomb!

JG: Yeah, Mudvayne are kick-ass!

"Can't Keep" by Pearl Jam splits the airwaves as Verafai Omega, decked in full wrestling attire with patented black and gold mask firmly applied heads toward the ring, sliding under the bottom rope he awaits the bell, and the start of this Ladder Match.

DM: We're ready to go in this Ladder Match folks!

JG: Stop stating the obvious Michaels! Jeez...

The bell sounds and these 2 bitter rivals get the match underway. Omega just stands looking at Liana, laughing to himself. But Liana doesn't waste any time, and she goes straight at Verafai with a Low Blow!

JG: That was an illegal move! Damn it woman!

DM: It's pretty legit in this match, Bomb...anything goes...pretty much...

Liana then takes the lead by dropping onto Omega with an Elbow from the top turnbuckle! She then follows this up with a Belly-to-Belly Suplex!

DM: Whoa! Lia's really takin' this match to Omega, and it's only just started!

Lia then tries to exit the ring and grab the ladder, but Omega clutches her foot, and she eventually falls over. Omega then gets to his feet, and kicks Liana in the stomach. He then executes a Twist of Fate, knocking Lia back down to the mat. Omega then exits the ring, and begins to walk up the ramp way. But before e can reach the ladder, Liana folllows him out, and the 2 begin to battle in the aisle!

JG: Great start to this match-up, intense!

Liana and Omega go at it blow-for-blow, until eventually Omega overpowers Blaze, and hits her with a Bulldog!

DM: Wow! A Bulldog on the steel of the ramp! Liana's down, and Omega's gonna grab that ladder!

Omega reaches the ladder and begins to ascend it. Liana is down on the floor, but she is almost ready to return to her feet. As she gets up, Omega comes crashing down on her with a Crossbody!

JG: Crossbody from the top of the ladder! Both Liana AND Omega are down on the ramp way!

Both superstars lie fallen on the PPW ramp way. Omega starts to stir first, and eventually takes the initiative and gets up first. He grabs the ladder, takes it down, and carries it under his arm, back to the ring. He slides the ladder into the ring, and then tries to clamber back in himself. But Liana Blaze is right behind him, and she drags Omega away from the apron, and the 2 again engage in battle outside the ring.

DM: There hasn't been hardly ANY action in side the ring so far, Bomb...

JG: I know...this match is gonna be an absolute classic, Michaels...I can just sense it!

Omega hits Liana with a Clothesline, and then gets back into the ring. He grabs the ladder and sets it up on the far side of the ring, in the corner, leaning against the turnbuckle. He then exits the ring and grabs Liana by her hair, and tosses her in to the ring. As he re-enters, he hits Lia with a Running Powerbomb!

DM: Great impact by Verafai Omega!

Omega then picks up Liana and Irish Whips her in to the corner - the corner OPPOSITE the ladder. He then proceeds to kick Lia in the gut, and slap her across the face, Ric Flair-style. He then Irish Whips Liana across the ring and into the ladder in the opposite corner!

JG: Jeez...that impact could've killed Lia!

Liana spins upside-down as she hits the ladder. She then collapses in a pile on the floor, and the ladder then falls on top of her!

DM: My God! That ladder just fell on to Liana! That'll do some damage to the ribs and stomach areas!

Omega chuckles as he walks over to Liana. He grabs her by the hair and stands her up against the turnbuckle from which the ladder fell. He then walks backwards in to the opposite corner, then darts at Liana. As he approaches her, he hits a Running Clothesline, and knocks Liana over the ropes!

JG: Great Clothesline by Omega! And Liana's in serious trouble now, Donny boy!

Omega sets up the ladder in the centre of the ring, and proceeds to climb it, rung-by-rung.

DM: GET UP LIANA! OMEGA'S CLIMBIN' THE LADDER!

JG: Hey, that's cheatin'! You can't warn her like that!

DM: Anything goes, Bomb...anything goes...

JG: Donovan, I'm surprised at you!

Omega climbs higher and higher up the ladder, as Liana gets back to her feet. She grabs a steel chair from underneath the ring, and slides back in with it. She begins to climb the other side of the ladder, and meets Omega face-to-face.

DM: Liana's up there, too!

The steel chair that Liana grabbed from outside the ring is positioned underneath Omega at the foot of the ladder. Liana hits Omega in th eface with lefts and rights, and then hits a Super DDT!!! Omega snaps backwards and falls from the ladder, crashing his head and back on the awaiting steel chair! Liana then looks down at Omega, and then looks up at the briefcase.

DM: Grab it Liana! Grab that briefcase and win the match!

But Liana opts not to grab the briefcase, but instead she dives from the top of the ladder, and hits Omega with a Corkscrew Moonsault!

JG: My God! That woman is insane! She's broken Omega in half!

Liana lands on Omega with a huge thud. Both superstars lie motionless in the ring, as the ladder above them wobbles from side-to-side after Liana's death-defying jump.

DM: I think whoever gets up first wins this match, Grande!

JG: Oh I'm not so sureof that, Michaels...I think the end of this one is far from here yet!

Liana begins to show life, as she slowly grabs at something to try and get het up to her feet. Omega also shows life, and he too tries to clamber back to his feet. Both superstars get to their feet roughly the time. They exchange blows before Omega finally gets the edge. He hits a Michinoku Driver on Lia, followed by an X-Factor!!!

DM: X-FACTOR!!! Liana's in serious jeopardy now! She HAS to get up from this, otherwise Omega has the match won!

Verafai Omega then falls down to one knee - the impact of the Moonsault obviously taking it's toll. He manages to find the energy to get back up, and then makes his way over to the ladder. He slowly begins his ascent. As he reaches half-way, Liana crawls over to the foot of the ladder. She slowly drags her body up, using the rungs as support. She finally gets to her feet, and then bounces of the ropes. She flies at the ladder, and hits it with a Dropkick. The ladder then begins to topple...slowly...until it hits the ropes and Verafai Omega flies from the head of the ladder, all the way down to the outside! As he reaches the outside, he hits the barrier, jaw-first, and then lies unconscious on the outside of the ring!

DM: Holy mother of Jesus! Verafai Omega just took off! He flew across the ring, and hit his jaw on the barrier! Oh my God this is a wonderful match-up!

JG: Hell yeah it is! And Liana's lookin' good for the win now!

After a couple of moments, Liana Blaze gets back to her feet, and slowly begins to pick up the ladder. She picks it up, sets it up, and positions it in the centre of the PPW ring. She then begins to climb it, as fast as she possibly can, which is still very slow due to her injuries sustained during this encounter. But as Lia gets 3-quarters of the way up the ladder, Dylan, Liana's sister, appears at the top of the ramp way!

DM: Hey! It's Dylan! What's she doin' here?

JG: I dunno, Michaels, but now is definitely NOT the time for reconciliation!

Dylan does nopt make her way down the ramp, she just stands at the top, watching the match from afar. Meanwhile inside the ring, Liana sees Dylan, and then starts to descend the ladder!

DM: What the hell is she doin'? Liana, get back up that ladder! Win the match, THEN go see your sister!

Dylan smiles as she begins to jog down to the ring. Verafai Omega is up on his feet on the outside, and he sees Dylan, and he too enters the ring. All 3 are in the ring - Dylan, Verafai, and Liana...Liana approaches Dyaln and the 2 exchange words. There's a huge smile on the face of both Dyaln and Lia. Liana then turns to face Omega, but Dylan issues a cheap shot! Dylan attacks Liana from behind, and begins pulling at her hair!

DM: It was a setup! Liana's sister had no intentions of making up!

As Dylan rags at Lia's hair, Omega looks on and laughs. But Todd appears at the top of the ramp, and darts down to the ring as fast as he can, and tries to restrain Dylan!

JG: Ah what did that soppy asshole have to come down here for?! I was lookin' forward to seein' a cat fight!

Todd and Dylan exchange words, and Dylan eventually concedes. She lets go of Liana, and the 2 leave the ring together. Liana, unsure of what Todd said to Dylan, looks on from the ring. But behind her, Verafai Omega has that steel chair used earlier by Liana! He lifts it high above his head with one hand, and prompts Lia to turn around with the other hand. As Liana turns around, she sees Omega with the chair raised above his head. She laughs at Omega and points passed him, behind him. Omega turns around, and is greeted by the big right hand of Krazy Kris!

DM: Holy mother in Heaven! KRAZY KRIS IS BACK!!!

JG: Wha-

DM: He's here to help Liana!

JG: ...I thought that bastard had left the company!

DM: Well you though wrong, Bomb - Krazy Kris is back, and he and Lia are still together!

JG: DAMN IT!!!

Krazy Kirs then picks up Verafai Omega and hits him with a Super Kick! This causes Omega to fall back into the corner. When Omega then stumbles out, Krazy Kris kicks him savagely in the stomach, then delivers an Evenflow DDT!!!

DM: THE KRAZY TRAIN! KRIS GOT THE KRAZY TRAIN ON OMEGA!!!

Kris then signals to the crowd, and slides out of the ring. Liana then climbs the ladder, and eventually reaches the top. She raises her arm and grabs at the briefcase, and pulls it down into her grasp!

THE WINNER OF THE MATCH BY CLIMBING THE LADDER - Liana!

Liana then throws the briefcase to Kris on th eoutside. She looks over at the fallen Verafai Omega, and then hits him with KSGS - a 450° Splash off the top of the ladder!!!

DM: What a connection by Liana! She wins the match over Omega, then rubs it in with a KSGS from the top of the ladder!

JG: I feel sick, Michaels! Get these pricks off my screen!

MATCH 6
LAST MAN STANDING MATCH
Draven vs. James Spyder

JG: I can't wait for this match, Michaels! Spyder vs. Draven...WOOOOOOOOOOO!!! It'll be a bloodbath!

DM: Yeah it will Bomb, and the stipulation for this match, as decided by C.E.O. Johnny DInucci, is a Last Man Standing Match!

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

The lights in the arena flicker until no light remains. The crowd go wild in anticipation for the match. "The Great American Nightmare" by Rob Zombie thunders over the PA, and a silhouette can be seen on the top of the PPW ramp way. The silhouette begins to move forward until it is in full view of the fans, but still too dark to make out a face. The figure walks slowly down the ramp way until it reaches the ring. It climbs the stairs and enters the ring through the second rope. The figure runs and jumps up on to the turnbuckle, and as soon as it does so, a loud bang can be heard, as the light is restored to the Superdome....Draven is here!

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

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

Once again the light leaves the arena, and all is in complete darkness. "Dig" by Mudvayne echoes through the New Orleans Superdome at a deafening volume. Strobe lights flicker as James Spyder appears at the top of the ramp way. He slowly walks to the ring, eyes fixed on Draven. He then hops up onto the ring apron and slowly clambers through the second rope. He then raises his hands slowly, and the lights return.

JG: I hate-

DM: -Yeah yeah, we know, you hate James Spyder!

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

DM: This match will be truly phenomenal, Jim!

JG: I'm scared, Donovan!

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

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

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

Draven attacks Spyder again with a Leg Drop, and then picks up Spyder and Irish Whips him into the right-hand ropes. On the return, Draven goes for a Flying Clothesline, but Spyder maneouvres his body out of the way, and Draven flies into thin air, and then crashes to the mat! Spyder then gets himself over to Draven and picks him up. He issues a Running Powerbomb to Draven, who has the wind knocked out of him due to the impact!

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

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

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

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

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

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

JG: Now that hurt Draven!

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

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

Spyder hit his back hard on the concrete, and Draven then picks up Spyder and tosses him back in to the ring. He then makes his way around to the announce table and retrieves the fallen chair from earlier.

Draven then climbs back in to the ring, where James Spyder is just returning to his feet. Draven swings the chair and lets out a huge chair shot right inot Spyder's skull!

JG: Yeah!!! Great shot by Draven, and Spyder's out of it!

DM: You sick bastard, Bomb...that chair shot was unGodly!

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

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

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

JG: How about maybe...a shotgun?

DM: Jim!!!

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

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

DM: Great counter move by James Spyder!

JG: It was ok...not great...

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

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

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

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

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

JG: Go Draven! Bury this asshole!

As if hearing Grande, Draven goes after Spyder. He picks him up and hits a Spike Piledriver, and then capitalises on this by hitting a Dangerous DDT! Draven then stands aside as referee Chris Lavigne begins another count...

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

DM: And this time it's SPYDER who refuses to quit! What a match!

Draven is visibly pissed at this, and grabs the steel chair once again. He swings it at Spyder, who ducks out of the way, and Baseball Slides himself out of the ring!

DM: Great thinking by James Spyder!

JG: I'd say he was scared!

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

Spyder then drops to his knees and begins rummaging under the ring. He returns back into Draven's sight....clutching a Croquet mallet!!!

JG: Oh my God...Spyder's got the mallet! Draven get outta there!

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

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

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

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

JG: Clever move by Draven - opting to use conventional means rather than the weapon!

DM: Only because the weapon missed!

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

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

DM: NO!!! Draven can not keep Spyder down! There's no way!

Draven then lets out a growl of discontent, then flies at Spyder. He hits a Spinning Hangman's Choke into a sit out Neckbreaker.

JG: FORSAKEN! Draven hit Forsaken! Oh Spyder's time is now officially over!!!

Spyder plummets to the canvas, and lies dead still.

1.....2.....3.....but amidst the crowd there seems to be unrest. Somebody is making their way to the ring, but this is not to Draven's attention.

DM: LOOK! OVER THERE!!!

JG: What?! I don't see anything!

DM: Over there in the crowds, it's De Marco Ryne!!!

JG: WHAT?! Where?

De Marco Ryne hops over the barrier and looks at Draven as Draven, with his back to Ryne, awaits the end of the 10-count. Ryne then slides into the ring, and grabs the fallen Croquet mallet - Draven still oblivious.

DM: He's gonna lay out Draven!

JG: No! He can't!

De Marco Ryne then taps Draven on the shoulder, and as Draven turns around, De Marco Ryne hits James Spyder's "Head Leak" move! This knocks Draven to the mat in a pool of his own blood, and both competitors in this match are down and out.

DM: DE MARCO RYNE!!!

JG: He just cost Draven the match!

Ryne then shouts over to the referee, who restarts his count.

1.....2.....3.....4.....5.....6.....7.....8.....9.....10!!! The referee calls for the bell, as De Marco Ryne stands with a huge grin on his face. The fans are going wild for Ryne, after he cost Draven his match!

THE MATCH ENDS IN A NO CONTEST DUE TO A DOUBLE-COUNTOUT!

De Marco Ryne then salutes the crowds as he exits the ring. He then jumps the barrier and scurries back off into the crowds. In the ring, Draven and Spyder lie motionless, as PPW Mutilation goes off the air for a brief interlude.

MATCH 7
REGULAR SINGLES MATCH
De Marco Ryne vs. Jesy Blue

All the lights go out in the arena as a deep harmonized voice begins laughing over the PA, then speaks:

"ARE YOU READY? BRING ON THE SMOKE. TURN OUT THE LIGHTS. CAN YOU FEEL THE ENERGY? I SAID CAN YOU FEEL THE ENERGY?! OKAY. NOW... GET READY TO LOSE YOUR MIND. GET READY TO LOSE CONTROL. NOW... YOU'RE A VICTIM... OF HARDSTYLE!"

After that the raver music begins and yellow, green and blue strobe lights begin flashing to the bassline. Jesy Blue comes out wearing green baggy UFO pants and a big furry hat carrying glowsticks, which he tosses into the crowd, and has a neon pacifier in his mouth

Complete darkness fills the PPW arena. A few seconds of hesitation pass and the lights start to flicker on and off, at a fast tempo. Get Inside by stone sour begins to play over the PA system. Starting off quietly and gradually getting louder. Grey and white speckles slowly but surely filter on the PurePainTron, raining down from the top of the picture in a snow like affect motion. The speed and frequency of the grey and white speckles starts to pick up the pace a little, seemingly following the music. The name De Marco Ryne flashes up on screen then explodes as the chorus kicks in. As this happens huge red and blue pyro erupt from the entranceway with a mighty crash. Previews of De Marco handing out punishment and taking some seriously sick bumps plays on the PurePainTron as a figure emerges. He slowly walks to the ring, a sense of no trust maybe? Always looking and absorbing the boo’s and cheers from the crowds as he usually gets a mixed reaction. De Marco appr! oaches the ring and slides in with no fear under the bottom rope. As if he has became a different person oozing with confidence. He heads for a corner and jumps up in one swift movement, raising both arms firmly in the air with his head facing the floor. After a moment or two he hops down and paces around the ring until the music fades out.

Jesy squares off with De Marco, each man cautious about making the first move. They both lock up and begin jostling for position, neither man able to force the other back, until De Marco reaches back and shoves Jesy to the canvas, however before De Marco can follow up, Jesy kips up and takes Ryne down with a headscissor takedown.

Wow, that was quicker than a hiccup.

A hiccup? C’mon, surely you can think of something more original than that.

Jesy lays a beating on Ryne, punching him down, before pulling his opponent back to his feet, kickin Ryne in the gut and hitting him with a ddt. Jesy makes the cover 1….2…kickout by Ryne. Jesy gets up unfazed, and immediately picks up Ryne and whips him into the nearside ropes, on the way back Jesy leaps up for a hurricanrana, but Ryne catches him and takes Jesy down with a vicious powerbomb. Ryne picks up Jesy and hits him with a quick release german suplex, before heading to the top rope. Ryne waits until Jesy climbs back to his feet and then leaps toward his opponent, taking him down with a cross body block into a cover 1….2….kickout by Jesy.

Lucky break there for Jesy Blue.

Are you kidding me? If any member of this roster gets counted out to a cross bodyblock, they don’t deserve to be here.

Ryne picks up Blue and hits a tilt a whirl backbreaker, before again attempting a cover 1….2….kickout again by Blue. Ryne stands, looking a little frustrated and picks up Jesy, whipping him into the nearside ropes, on the way back Ryne attempts to dropkick Jesy’s knee, but jesy sidesteps the move, before hitting Ryne with the side effect. Jesy stomps Ryne down before hitting the ropes as Ryne stumbles to his feet, Jesy then hits him with a running fameasser that sends Ryne face first into the mat. Jesy heads to the top rope and looks down at his fallen opponent, Jesy leaps off with his trademark move ‘Rolling’ and hits it sweetly.

This could be it, I think Ryne’s out of it.

Jesy makes the cover as the referee counts 1…..2…..3 no! kickout!

Well he ain’t the All State Champ for nothing.

Jesy looks at the ref who confirms the two count, before picking up Ryne and whipping him into the corner, Jesy bolts at Ryne who can think of nothing other than to duck, as he does Jesy can’t put the brakes on in time, and ends up sailing over the top of the corner post to the floor courtesty of a backbodydrop.

Holy shit!

Ryne tries to regain his composure, still looking a little winded he exits the ring and grabs Jesy, slamming his head into the ring apron, Ryne then whips Blue hard into the steel stairs, nailing Jesy’s knee, and knocking the stairs over. Jesy clutches his injured bodypart in agony.

Ryne’s beginning to take over now.

Ryne walks over to Jesy and kicks him in the gut before hitting him with an x-factor on the floor! Jesy looks out of it and Ryne immediately rolls him back into the ring, Ryne follows and makes a cover 1……2….kickout

Wow, even I’m impressed.

I thought that X-Factor knocked him out for sure.

Ryne looks a little frustrated as he signals to the crowd that that’s it, he ascends to the top rope as he looks for the High-Ryne, Jesy stumbles to his feet as Ryne leaps for his impressive looking finisher, however this time it don’t look so impressive as Blue manages to move out of the way at the last second, leaving Ryne to fall in a heap. Jesy quickly picks up Ryne and kicks him in the stomach, he bounces off the ropes and delivers the Pacifier, Jesy makes the cover and hooks a leg 1….2…….3!

He did it! Jesy Blue gets back on the right side of the ledger after a see-saw battle with the All-State Champion.

THE WINNER OF THE MATCH BY PINFALL - Jesy Blue!

In the backstage area, De Marco Ryne can be seen walking back to his locker room. On the way he sees Sledgehammer.

S: Hey De...

But before De Marco Ryne gets the chance to speak, Sledgehammer unloads on him with lefts and rights!

DM: What the hell is that asshole doin' now?! First Haphazard, then Apollo, now De Marco Ryne, his good friend?!

JG: I'm tellin' you, Michaels...KILLER INSTINCT!

DM: Will you shut up with that "killer instinct" crap?

Sledgehammer grabs Ryne by the head and throws him through a glass pane! Sledge then picks Ryne back up, and throws him through a plaster-board wall, into the women's locker room!

JG: WOW! Wait there guys, I'm comin' to join you!

DM: Sit down, Grande!

Sledgehammer then picks up a crate from the lobby area, and crashes it down on Ryne's back. He then leaves Ryne lying in the locker room, and walks off.

S: Later De...

JG: I LOVE the new Sledgehammer!

MAIN EVENT
REGULAR SINGLES MATCH
Zak Hackett vs. The Dark Lotus

"Taste of Blood" by Dark Lotus hits the PPW PA system, as TDL 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.

DM: And here's The Dark Lotus! He looks focused, Bomb...

JG: Sure does - he'll kill Hackett tonight!

DM: I wouldn't be so sure about that!

Ring Announcer: And his opponent...

"Immigrant Song " by Led Zeppelin starts up as "The Ax Man" Zak Hackett walks out from underneath the ramp with Mike Ston in tow. He runs down in between the ramp and the fans, giving high fives on the way, and slides into the ring. He circles around the ring, pointing to a certain few and giving shoutouts.

DM: This arena is electrified by the introduction of Zak Hackett!

JG: For some reason, these inbreeds here in Louisiana LOVE Zak!!!

Both men walk towards the middle of the ring, and square off, staring each other down purposefully and confidently.

DM: This is a big test for Zak Hackett - his first PPW Main Event! I sure hope the guy wins tonight!

JG: Yeah? Well I KNOW that TDL has other plans in store tonight for Mr. Hackett!

The bell sounds as the 2 superstars begin to circle the ring. They both tie up in the centre, and Zak Irish Whips TDL into the ropes, and then hits a Dropkick on the return! This knocks Lotus to the mat, but he quickly gets back to his feet, and the 2 men circle the ring again.

DM: A great start by Hackett there, showing Lotus that he doesn't intimidate Zak, showing him that he will have to fight hard to win this match!

JG: Whatever Michaels, I still think Lotus for the win!

The 2 men tie up again, and again Zak Irish Whips TDL, but this time goes for a Clothesline. Lotus ducks the Clothesline and bounces off the ropes on the opposite side. As he reaches Zak again in the centre of the ring, Hackett hits a Spear - a Spear that nearly knocks The Dark Lotus into April!

DM: HOLY SHIT!!! Did you see that shot?

JG: Jeez...that was a pretty tough Spear by Zak - I'm beginnin' to think that maybe this guy CAN win the match!

Zak goes for an early cover on Lotus...

1...

2...

...shoulder up on 2 by TDL.

DM: Good initiative by Hackett, it's always wise to go for an early cover!

JG: And how in the blue hell would you know, Don?! You've never wrestled a day in your life!

DM: No, but I've watched from ringside for 15 years!

JG: Oh right yeah...coz THAT'S THE SAME!!!

DM: I've had just about enough of you now, Jim...

JG: Oh yeah - I had enough of you as soon as TNN put us on the air tonight!

The attention re-focuses in on the match-at-hand, and Zak Hackett is dominating The Dark Lotus. Zak picks up TDL and hits a Gut Wrench Powerbomb, extracting the breath from "The Dark One". Zak then goes for another pin attempt, hoping to "seal the deal" early on...

1...

2...

...another kick-out by The Dark Lotus.

DM: Great persistence by Hackett, he's lookin' on top of his game, and I think Lotus needs to hurry up and string some moves together, otherwise it'll be curtains before he knows it!

Lotus gets to his feet after kicking out from Hackett's pin attempt, and hits a Low Blow on Hackett, right in the referee's view!

JG: Ha ha ha! That's the spirit, Lotus! Do what you have to to get the victory!

DM: That was a BLATANT cheap shot, Grande, how can you condone that?!

Jim Grande looks at Donovan Michaels in disgust.

JG: Because I can, asshole!

Lotus takes the opportunity to gain some momentum, and hits Zak Hackett with a DDT, followed by a Pumphandle Slam. This takes Hackett to the ground, and gives Lotus more chances to gain some advantage. TDL climbs the turnbuckle and perches himself on the top rope. He waits for Hackett to become orientated.

JG: Oh yeah, Hackett's goin' down again if this connects, Donny!

Hackett gets back to his feet, but is a little dizzy. He turns around to face TDL, who lets fly with an enormous Clothesline off the top rope, that knocks Hackett back down to the mat with a huge thud, hitting his head as he goes!

JG: Great shot - Kane eat your heart out!

The crowd begin a chant to try and raise Zak's spirits. They rock the arena with their deafening shouts of support.

DM: Just listen to this capacity crowd - they're on their feet for Zak Hackett!

But the chants don't seem to work, as Lotus stomps a mudhole into Zak, before hitting him with a Jacknife Powerbomb!

DM: Wow! Great execution by TDL, and that could have sealed the match for him!

Lotus goes for the cover...

1....

2....

....NO! Zak Hackett manages to get a shoulder up right at the death!

DM: Unbelievable! Zak has too much heart to give up now!

JG: He's stupid more like! He doesn't stand a chance in hell of beating The Dark Lotus!

Hackett tries to clamber to his knees, but TDL begins to beat him down. He uses closed right hands to pummel Hackett into the ground, but Hackett just hangs there on his knees, taking more and more punishment from Lotus. Lotus looks into Hackett's eyes and sees them...wide open and hungry. Hackett is in serious pain, but is not at all ready to concede this match...he will fight on, unitl he has no breath left in his body.

DM: Zak is just kneeling there while The Lotus lays him out with lefts and rights! He's gotta get up, or fight back, or...SOMETHING!

JG: It's all routine stuff from here, Michaels...Pits of Hell, The Darkness, 1-2-3...game over!

Or is it?

Zak Hackett all of a sudden seems to stiffen up. His body goes through a transition...a transition from hungry...to starving. He quickly begins to rise up from his knees. The Dark Lotus starts pounding even more with his big rights and lefts - but this doesn't phase Hackett...this doesn't phase Hackett in the slightest little bit. As if receiving a back-up energy supply, Hackett begins to get as high up as his feet, until eventually he resumes his stance. The Lotus stops his punching barrage, and looks Zak in the eye once more. Zak is very much alive in this match.

DM: My God! As if by magic, Zak Hackett just rose to his feet!

JG: Is that definitely Zak Hackett?

DM: Yeah!

JG: Not Hulk Hogan?

DM: Hell no!

JG: Wow! Holy shit! Hackett's a tickin' time bomb ready to explode!

Hackett grabs Lotus' arm, and throws him into the ropes. As TDL comes bouncing back towards him, Hackett smashes him in the face with a Jumping Knee Smash - that knee brace connecting with Lotus' cheek bone, causing it to swell, cut, and bleed...

DM: LOTUS HAS BEEN BUSTED OPEN! GREAT OPPORTUNITY FOR HACKETT NOW!

JG: Calm down, calm down!

Hackett picks Lotus up again and proceeds to throw him into the ropes again, but instead changes his mind, and hits TDL with a Short-Arm Clothesline!

DM: Ingenuity shown there by Hackett - a real chance for victory here!

The blood is now pouring out of Lotus' cheek at quite an alarming rate. The EMTs have already made their way to ringside to immediately attend to TDL after the climax of the match. But inside the ring, Hackett is showing a more attacking, determined and...ruthless side.

DM: Zak Hackett has got the killer instinct required for PPW! He can end this match at any time now!

JG: C'mon Lotus! Do something!

DM: Lotus can't do anything! It's Zak's night! It's his turn to shine!

Zak picks up Lotus and hits "The Impact"!

DM: THE IMPACT!!! THE IMPACT!!! Zak's done it!

Zak then follows through with a pin attempt...

1...

2...

...kick-out by TDL!!!

DM: Unbelievable! I thought Lotus was out of it!

JG: Not yet, Michaels...not yet!

The Dark Lotus gets back to his feet, and swings at Hackett, but Hackett ducks down and evades the shot and then quickly hits a Death Valley Driver!

JG: AH SHIT! THE SWING OF THE AX! That's Hackett's finishing move! NOW Lotus is finished!

Zak Hackett follows through on this move also, and hits a Boston Crab!

DM: And Hackett has that Boston Crab locked in tight! Any moment now, TDL is gonna submit!

As Hackett has Lotus locked in the Boston Crab, one of the male EMTs enters the ring via the bottom rope, and tries to remove Hackett's grip from TDL's legs.

DM: What the hell is the EMT doing? He can't get involved until the match is over!

The referee approaches the medic and tries to restrain him. The EMT turns around and levels the referee with some brass knucks!

JG: Whoa!!! That EMT's carryin' brass knucks!

Hackett then breaks the hold on the Dark One, and confronts the EMT. The medic then dives at Zak and hits him with the brass knucks too - right between the eyes!

DM: WHAT IN THE HELL!?!?! THAT EMT JUST LAID OUT ZAK HACKETT!!! AND HE HAD THE MATCH WON!!!

The medic then picks up The Dark Lotus and throws his beaten and bloodied body on top of Hackett's. The medic then gets down on all-fours, and begins to count...

1...

2...

3!!!

DM: What the hell just happened here? Zak Hackett had the match won, until that EMT hit him with brass knucks and helped Lotus!

JG: Beats me!

The EMT then reaches for a microphone, and removes his hat at the same time.

DM: THAT SON-OF-A-BITCH!!! I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN!!!

EMT: The winner of the match...THE DARK LOTUS!!!

JG: My God, it's our C.E.O. Johnny Dinucci! What a great plan! He fooled everyone!

JD: And as for you Hackett...YOU'RE FIRED!!!

DM: Holy shit! Dinucci just fired Zak Hackett live on TV! He can't do that!

JG: Dude he's the boss, he can do whatever the hell he likes!

THE WINNER OF THE MATCH BY PINFALL - The Dark Lotus!

Dinucci then helps The Dark Lotus to his feet, and the two walk off laughing, JD helping Lotus to walk after he lost a lot of bloood during his battle with the now unemployed Zak Hackett.

DM: I cannot believe Dinucci just fired Zak Hackett! It was a completely unjustified move! Our C.E.O. will have some explaining to do next week, Jim!

JG: Hey! That man answers to nobody but himself, if he doesn't wanna give an explanantion, he wont!

As Zak "The Ax Man" Hackett regains consciousness he stands up and realises what events have just taken place. He looks up to the ramp way, where Dinucci stands alongside The Dark Lotus, arms raised in the air.

JD: Just in case you didn't hear me the last time, punk...YOU'RE FIRED!!! Now get your things, and get the hell outta my company!

Zak Hackett salutes the PPW fans as he leaves the ring. The crowds all rise to their feet to give Hackett a standing ovation - an ovation he deserves for all his hard work and effort he has put into Pure Pain Wrestling.

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