OVERDRIVE
{The roar of the
crowd overloaded with the music from Elvis’s “Little Less Conversation”
fills the arena. The video screen lights up and we see flashing images
of Ulfric, Wrec Hannibal, and Final Judgment. We have clips playing from
Tim Johnson/ Lockhart feud. Clips show of the screw job ending of
Sol-Cal Sinners/ Manifest Destiny. Ulfric being pinned by Misty Xiao. We
then cut to ringside where Garret Reed and George Long are sitting.}
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Long: Hello fans and welcome to PNW Overdrive!
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Long: Tonight is going to be a great night of action, only on Pay Per
View!
Reed: We do have some great matches, like all those people standing in
the ring like morons.
{We cut to the ring cam and we see Mike Valley, Mike Smith, Steve Studd,
Richter, Entropy, Syphon, Dan “Iceberg” Smith, and Spawn}
Long: Seven wrestler ready to fight for a chance at the PNW Oregon State
title held by Wrec Hannibal.
Reed: A pox on his name.
Ding. Ding. Ding.
Long: Talk about it, Iceberg and Syphon are going at it as Valley and
Studd are double teaming Entropy.
Reed: Smith is going to town of Richter, in a non gay way.
Long: HEY!
Reed: What? It’s a pay per view!
Long: Mike Smith with a snap mare into a side headlock, he’s using
leverage to increase the pressure on Richter.
Reed: Richter uses a jawbreaker to shake Smith off. Smith backs into the
ropes! Yes!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Long: Richter went for the elimination but Smith took him out with a
huge clothesline. The fans don’t like Smith.
Reed: Nice analysis Sherlock.
Long: Iceberg has Syphon reeling back, he takes him over with a
vertical.
Reed: Look at Spawn!
Long: The big man is going to work on Iceberg!
Reed: Look at Studd and Valley!
Long: Double Suplex onto the leader of the Trinity!
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Reed: Smith is going over!
Long: No! He landed on the apron and takes Richter over with a hip toss!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Reed: The fans don’t like that.
Ring Announcer: Richter has been eliminated.
Long: What a surprise, the fans are actually supporting a Trinity
member.
Reed: Odd? For once they have a brain.
Long: Ever since they found out about Johnson, Smith has been hated.
Reed: Smith is back in the ring, he’s my favorite to win this thing.
Long: Valley just turned on Studd with a huge clothesline!
Reed: Mike Valley
and Mike Smith catch Studd off guard and begin to double team him.
Long: They throw Studd to the ropes and both run behind him. It appears
to be an elimination attempt.
{Studd hits the mat at the final second and it sends Mike Valley and Mike Smith over the
top rope.}
Reed: Valley and Smith were able to hold onto the ropes, and not let
their feet touch the mat outside of the ring. They are both still in
this thing.
Long: Entropy charges Smith and gets sent over the top by a Big boot
from Spawn!
Ring Announcer: Entropy has been Eliminated.
Long: Smith plasters Valley with a brutal clothesline.
{Mike Smith has Valley down and looks up at Studd who is sitting at the
top turnbuckle. Smith signals........ FROG SPLASH!!!!!!!!!!!
Long: Smith and Studd just teamed up on Valley for a massive frog
splash.
{Valley rolls around in pain as Smith and Studd decides to go at it.}
Reed: Not a team for very long.
{Smith gets the upper hand and swings Studd to the ropes. Smith attempts
a clothesline but Studd ducks and when Smith turns around.........
SUPERKICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!}
Reed: There goes his tooth......
Long: Studd has two easy eliminations right before him. Mike Smith and
Mike Valley. Now, he's just deciding which
first.
Reed: I guess that would be Smith.
{Studd walks over and picks Smith up and begins to wear down on Smith
even more.}
Long: Iceberg is going to work on Valley, he has Valley up and is going
to toss him!
Reed: No, Syphon with a superkick sets Iceberg stumbling. Valley with a
hip toss sends Syphon to the outside!
Long: Smith breaks a way from Studd and uses a clothesline to send
Iceberg out!
Ring Announcer: Syphon and Dan “Iceberg” Smith have been eliminated.
Reed: Four little Indians left standing.
( Tim comes out to the top of the ramp and stands there waiting for his
time.)
I
I know your every move,
I know your every word,
I know you well.
And I’ve got nothing left to prove,
You’re threats I find absurd,
I am your hell.
(Two canisters of pyro sparks goes off on each side and in front of Tim. A large mushroom cloud of smoke rises in front of Tim. As the next part of the song plays, Tim walks through the cloud of smoke and walks to the ring.)
Every time you
think that I’m done,
I’ll come back stronger.
Every time you think that you’ve got me,
I will fight you!
I will put in the ground!
I will fight ‘til there’s nothing left,
‘Til my legs are gone,
You won’t forget me.
Cause I will fight to my final breath,
Just to see you fall,
I’ll make you fear me.
Announcer: “From Jefferson, Ohio; weighing in at 237 pounds.”
Every time you
think that I’m done,
I’ll come back stronger.
Every time you think that you’ve got me,
I will fight you!
I will put you in the ground!
Cause I will fight ‘til there’s nothing left,
‘Til my legs are gone, you won’t forget me.
Announcer: “Tim Johnson!”
Every time you think I’m done,
I’ll come back stronger.
Every time you think that you’ve got me,
I will fight you!
(Tim gets into the ring and walks around the ring flexing his muscles getting ready mentally for the match.)
Every time you
that that I’m done,
I’ll come back stronger.
Every time you think that you’ve got me,
I will fight you!
Long: What’s he doing here!
Reed: Mike Smith is in shock!
Long: Johnson slides under the ropes and Smith goes after him to be cut
off by Spawn.
Reed: Valley and Studd are laying the boots into Johnson.
Long: Spawn goes for a huge clothesline, but Smith ducks and holds the
ropes down, sending Spawn to be eliminated!
Ring Announcer: Spawn has been eliminated!
Long: Johnson is fighting back, huge DDT sends Valley to the mat! Studd
turns and lays out Smith!
Reed: Johnson whips Valley towards Studd, who takes Valley to the
outside with a back body drop!
Long: Valley hit hard!
Reed: Smith is laying the punches into Johnson.
Long: Studd is taking a breather, Johnson lifts Smith into a fireman’s
carry and spins him into aF-5 to the outside!
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Reed: What? No! NO!
Ring Announcer: Mike Smith has been eliminated.
Long: Johnson is getting revenge, Studd looks to be going for the Trip
to the…
Reed: Damn, Johnson avoided.
Long: Johnson locks on the rear waist lock, and German’s Studd hard into
the mat.
Reed: This is cheating, that bastard wasn’t even in the match!
Long: Johnson pulls Studd up, Irish whip!
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Long: Jumping Knee has Studd against the ropes!
Reed: no!
Long: Studd with a huge elbow has Johnson reeling backwards!
Reed: Waist lock!
Long: Studd goes for an overhead belly to…
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Long: Knee from Johnson broke the attempt.
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Long: He did it! He did it!
Ring Announcer: Steve Studd has been eliminated.
Reed: No, that’s not fair! Not fair!
#You don't need divine intervention for all the things that you never
can face you don't need good intentions cause in the end it is all just
a waste we all need an endless vacation from all the problems the world
can provide we just need reconciliation to repair what is wrong in our
lives#
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Reed: Fox is here to sort this out!
Long: He’s not a fan of Johnson either.
#i can't face the day don't want to try i want to waste away till i'm lost save me from all the chaos i'll radiate till i'm gone so wait so many things that i'll never break away wait save your answers there's nothing when you're gone from here#
(Fox emerges from the back, dressed in a pink polyester suit and his trademark grin. He is holding a mic in his right hand and fixes his tie with his left. He starts a slow waddle to the ring.}
#it's only another
day wasted that's replayed in the back of your mind a snapshot that you
suffocated among the shadows and little white lies you don't need a
crude benediction a pale savior you can sacrifice you just need a new
definition when you're feeling alone in the night#
Fox: What in the name of Jesus do you think your doing Johnson?
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Fox: You jump into my match unannounced and think that you’re going to
get yourself a shot at the Oregon State Title? You must be kidding me,
you dumb bastard.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Fox: NO TITLE SHOT FOR YOU!
{Fox cackles to a chorus of boos.}
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
{Fox walks towards the ring, Johnson is fuming staring a hole at Fox.}
[Uses ring gear when in match situation, but this is his usual entrance
for any other occasion]
(The lights go out on the arena as a single red light pierces the darkness up near the entryway. Suddenly the music, “Walk” by Pantera, hits and the light goes down the aisleway and then back to the curtain. After a few moments of the music, a figure starts to appear from behind the curtain.)
Can't you see I'm
easily bothered by persistence
One step from lashing out at you...
You want in to get under my skin
And call yourself a friend
I've got more friends like you
What do I do
(The figure continues to emerge from the curtain and finally steps out from the curtain. It is none other than Sean Awesome, the co-President of the PNW. He steps out and the red light immediately catches a bloody-looking reflection off of his short golden-blond hair. He has semi-tan skin and his mirrored sunglasses hide his pale grey eyes, he is wearing a shiny silver suit with matching pleated pants and tie. He is wearing polished black shoes and stands for a moment, taking in the reaction from the crowd, which is normally a negative one.)
Is there no
standard anymore?
What it takes, who I am, where I've been, belong
You can't be something you're not
Be yourself, by yourself
Stay away from me
A lesson learned in life
Known from the dawn of time
Re-spect, walk, what do you say?
Re-spect, walk, are you talking to me?
Are you talking to me?
(He moves from the entryway and walks down the aisle, taking time to jaw at fans as he walks. He stops midway down the aisle and adjusts his tie before continuing to ringside.)
Ring Announcer: “And now coming to the ring at this time...the co-president of the PNW, Seeeeaaan Awwwwesommmme!”
Run your mouth
when I'm not around
It's easy to achieve
You cry to weak friends that sympathize
Can you hear the violins playing you song?
Those same friends tell me your every word
(He makes his way to ringside and walks up the steel steps to the ring apron. He stands on the apron taking in the crowd’s reaction, he raises his arms, only encouraging their reaction and causing them to get louder.)
Is there no
standard anymore?
What it takes, who I am, where I've been
Belong
You can't be something you're not
Be yourself, by yourself
Stay away from me
A lesson learned in life
Known from the dawn of time
Re-spect, walk, what do you say?
Re-spect, walk, are you talking to me?
Are you talking to me?
(He moves into the ring and climbs one of the turnbuckles raising a fist into the air, closing his eyes and really taking in the crowd’s reaction as if they were massive cheers. This causes more hysteria and even louder boos than before. He then steps down and stands in the ring.)
Are you talking to
me?
No way punk...
Awesome: So Fox, you think you have all the balls huh?
{Tim Johnson grabs a chair and eyes up Fox.}
Fox: Damn you!
Awesome: Be quiet, you see I don’t give a damn about Johnson, but Studd
there, Studd is going to serve my purpose. Since he’s the real winner of
the battle royal…
Fox: he can’t have the title shot, sorry. I already took it off the
table.
Awesome: Fine, then I name Studd… the new PNW Television Champion!
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Awesome: Top that Fox!
{Fox looks at Johnson with a sneer.}
Fox: Fine, Hey Tim if you take a steel chair to the head of Sean Awesome
right here, I’ll give you the PNW Hardcore title!
SMACK!
{Johnson smashes the chair into the head of Awesome.}
SMACK!
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
{Johnson lays Fox out with a huge chair shot, and picks up a mic.}
Johnson: Thankfully you didn’t day anything about not hitting you.
{We cut to a promo of the Wizard vs. Mike Valley match.}
Reed: We need to get going, some lame ass commentators want to take
over.
DT: Well, Ryan, it¹s good to sit next to you here to commentate this
match. Before they get started though we¹ve both been asked to give our
thoughts on this contest.
Cooke: Well, I¹ll go first, after all I am numba¹ one. I¹m putting my
vote in, Valley, all the way. See, not only because he¹s my boy again,
but because this is his match. Valley¹s never ever lost a cage match,
once in his career. Not only that, but he¹s also never lost a match to
The Wiz before either, and I personally do not think he¹s gonna¹ start
now. Let¹s not forget the Valley¹s Law stipulation, which is yet another
thing that points towards Valley. I don¹t think I need to even mention
the fact that it IS Valley¹s cage. And you KNOW he¹s going to have
something hidden up his sleeve. So, like I said, one hundred percent,
Mike Valley.
DT: Pretty good hypothesis Ryan. You¹ve mentioned all the historical
facts here, and all of the obstacles Bryan Smith will have to overcome
to win this match, however. You¹ve got to remember, Mike Valley hasn¹t really been on a
hot streak as of late. Bryan on the other hand, has been doing very
well for himself as of late. And he has certainly come a logn way since
he last faced Valley in the ring. You also can¹t forget his mental
status. He¹s going to be a long hungrier than Valley for this match. You
mention Valley¹s reputation, and we all kow that Bryan Smith would love
to end that streak. However, even with all of that said, with Valley¹s
size advantage, inside the cage, that can come in quite handy. And we
all know that Bryan is still a little banged up from BWA¹s recent,
Battleborn. So, for once I¹m going to side with you, my vote goes to
Mike Valley.
Cooke: About time.
DT: With all that out of the way, let¹s bring em out!
[The sirens mixed with the light guitar work of Ra's Fallen Rock Zone
begin to play. The crowd is on it's toes with anticipation for who's
coming out. Weather they're here to boo this man, or cheer for him, they
love to do it, either way.]
[The sound of the guitars mixed with drums slams into full effect and
out walks Mike Valley to address the fans of PNW. He stands there with
his hair tied back in a ponytail, in his full ring gear. He also wears a
black beater, branded with a red Valley symbol on the front. His
Oakley's reflecting the light's of camera's flashing as people take
their snapshots. He stands there fore just a moment looking out upon the
crowd.]
[The song takes a slight break from the heavy as lead singer Sahaj
begins his rant against the bastard woman beaters of the world. A
constant reminder for Valley of his former self. He walks to the ring as
Sahaj and the rest of the band slam away on their respective
instruments. Some of the fans bang their heads and fists in the air
along with the flow of the track.]
[Valley approaches the ring and grabs hold of the cage, checking its
sturdyness. He walks over to the door and climbs in. He turns removing
his shirt and Oakley¹s, pulling out his pinytail. He tosses them through
the door to the ring attendant and turns, running to the oposite
turnbuckle. He leaps up onto the top rope and grabs the cage, pulling
himself up, standing on the bars for support and throws his hands up in
the air. The camera¹s flash as he looks out upon the crowd with a smile.
He climbs down as the music fades out.]
"His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's chokin, how everybody's jokin now
The clock's run out, time's up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that
Is he? No
He won't have it , he knows his whole back city's ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rap shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him"
[Now emerging from the curtain is "The Wizard" Bryan Smith. Smith is
wearing a pair of baggy blue jean shorts and a blue wifebeater. He has a
North Carolina hat on, cocked to the right. He walks smoothly down the
aisle before looking around the capacity crowd. Bryan tosses the hat
into the crowd before he looks up to the top of the cage. He turns to a
fan and points up and behind him. The fan goes nuts as Bryan grins and
jumps onto the side of the cage, climbing up towards the top. He reaches
it and sits up there as his music plays itself out.]
**No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can't get by with my 9 to 5
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz man, these goddam food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
See dishonor caught up bein a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama's screamin on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another jam or not
Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothafuckin option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trail has got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got**
[As the music drops to silence the fans are already going crazy with
Bryan sitting at the top of the cage. A somewhat enraged Valley looks up
at him in wait. The referee¹s on the outside close and lock the door.
Valley turns and points to the time keeper to ring the bell. He turns
back and gets nailed with a missile dropkick from Wizard from about mid
cage as the crowd goes nuts.]
DT: And the match is on!
Cooke: Bryan pulling a page out of my book, what a cheap shot!
[Wizard instantly goes to work on Valley with an assualt of kicks to the
upper body. Valley rolls away and gets on his feet. He stares a holw
through the Wizard¹s head and begins a slow march towards him. They lock
up and Valley throws Smith into the turnbuckle. He runs full speed at
Bryan for a running splash. Bryan ducks out of the way and Valley hits
the top turnbuckle stomach first.]
Cooke: Look out!
DT: Nobody home on that one.
[Wizard dropkicks Valley in the back bouncing him out. He instantly
rolls him back and turns him for an ankle lock. Valley grabs the ropes
and pulls himself up on one foot, the other still in the lock. He pulls
his leg in and then kicks out, sending Wizard back. Bryan rolls with it
in a reverse summersualt and then back on his feet. He charges and takes
out Valley¹s knee, sending him down on it.]
DT: It looks like Bryan Smith is trying to isolate that knee.
Cooke: Good observation, I see you¹ve got your contacts in today!
[He throws a few kicks to the very same knee, trying to wear it down.
Wizard brings Valley up to his feet and attempts an Irish whip. Valley
grabs the rope to prevent it, grabs Bryan by the hair and throws him
face first into the side of the cage. Bryan stumbles back some before
taking a savage clothesline from Valley. Valley climbs atop Bryan
throwing some hard punches to the head.]
DT: Valley now using his power to try and dominate here in the early
goings.
Cooke: He¹s beatin¹ the crap out of him is what he¹s doing!
[Valley brings Bryan back up to his feet and tosses him off the ropes.
Valley with an eary big boot attempt, dodged by Bryan as he does a
baseball slide right under Valley, pulling out his other leg, going
right back to his stratey to imobilize the big man. He applies an STF,
then begin¹s turning to the side, pulling Valley up onto his back, while
laying on his stomach. He arches his back to apply even more Pressure to
both Valley¹s knee and lower back.]
Cooke: WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?
DT: Bryan Smith using a nice inverted version of the STF here.
[Bryan releases the unorthodox hold and Valley rolls off to the side,
hold his back. The crowd is solid behind ³The Wizard² Bryan Smith at
this point. He brings Valley up to his feet and runs him across the
ring, this time sending him face first into the side of the cage. He
repeats this across to the other side of the ring. Valley stumble¹s back
some and Bryan jumps to the top rope and goes for the Asai Moonsualt,
but Valley catches him in mid air.]
Cooke: Not this time!
DT: Looks like Valley was prepared on that one.
[Valley turns and nails a body slam. He follows it up with a standing
elbow drop with a couple of shots to the head. Valley picks Bryan up off
the mat and signals for the Death Valley Driver.]
Cooke: Uuuhh
DT: Mike Valley¹s going to try and put this one away early.
[He brings Bryan up onto his shoulders and goes to flip him down. Bryan
does a front flip out of Valley grasp landing on his feet. Valley drops
to one knee as Bryan hits the ropes and nails a perfect Shining Wizard
to Valley on the return. Valley flys backwards onto the mat sprawled
out. Bryan picks up the leg he¹s been working on all match and flips
over Valley, leg in hand, with a snapmare like maneauver. Valley grabs
his leg in pain.]
DT: Oh man, he¹s working that leg really well.
Cooke: The best way to wear down the leg is with the Pic-Off. You felt
it once, remember?
Dt: I try to forget.
[Bryan sees a golden opportunity in this and runs to the cage. He begins
to climb. A referee grabs his attention on his way up, informing him
that he needs to make Valley bleed first. He taps his forehead in a
moment of foolishness, just as Valley leaps up beside him on the cage
and off the top rope, nails a side Russian leg sweep. Valley gets up
slowly favoring the knee as Bryan makes his way back to his feet. They
lock up and Valley pulls Bryan into a hammerlock. Bryan counters into
one of his own, followed by a behind waist lock. He attempts a German
suplex.]
DT: Bryan will have to realize he¹s not at strong as Mike if he wants to
win.
Cooke: What a moron! And he¹s weak!
[Valley stands his ground and grabs Bryan into a side headlock. He holds
the lock firmly for a moment before raking Bryan¹s eyes across the top
rope. He grabs Bryan by the throat with one hand and tosses him back
first into the cage. He lands sitting atop the top rope leaning against
the cage. Valley steps onto the middle rope and slams the back of
Bryan¹s head against the steel, before prying him off into a DDT.]
Cooke: That¹s how to get the job done!
DT: You know, I couldn¹t agree with you more, very good strategy by Mike
Valley right there.
[Valley now with a one armed sleeper hold on Bryan, as he drives his
right forearm across his face. Wizard kicks in pain until Valley
releases him, throwing two solid stomps to his right shoulder. He drops
down to one knee next to him and attempts to lock on the Future, but
Bryan pulls free of the hold and scrambles to his feet. as the two
square off again.]
[As Valley takes his stance and goes for the lock up, Bryan rolls around
behind him and uses both legs to kick out Valley¹s legs. He does a kip
up onto his feet and does a summersualt leg drop across Valley¹s chest.
He rolls back onto his feet and goes for a figure four on Valley, but
he¹s kicked away as Valley begins to climbs back to his feet. Wizard
uses the momentum and hit¹s the ropes, drop kicking Valley in the knee,
taking him right back down.]
DT: What¹s Bryan Smith going for here?
[Bryan picks Valley up onto his feet and leans him on the middle rope
before taking off to the other side. He comes off the ropes and
dropkick¹s Valley seemingly in the back of the head, driving his face
into the side of the cage. Valley bounces out of place and rolls onto
his back, his forehead red with the rush of blood as sure enough, a good
sized gash has been torn right above Valley¹s right eyebrow.]
Cooke: Where the hell did Wizard learn that one!?
DT: I couldn¹t say, but it sure was effective as Bryan now has the
ability to climb now.
[Bryan mounts Valley and throws a few hard right¹s to the wound, tearing
it wide open before standing up again. He places the bottom of his boot
on Valley¹s forhead and rubs it back and forth across the wound.]
DT: He¹s making sure Valley doesn¹t stop bleeding.
Cooke: That¹s something I¹d do! Rub his own rules right in his face.
[Valley writhes in pain on the matas Bryan stands up hands in the air,
as if he feels he¹s already won. He grabs the side of the cage and
begins his accent. Just as he throws his right hand over the top,
Valley grabs his ankle and starts to pull on him, trying to bring him
back down. As he tries to pry him off, he also climbs up beside him,
throwing stiff elbows to the head taking Bryan off his balance. Valley
throws an arm across Bryan¹s chest and turns his own body, taking Bryan
right back to the mat with a sambo suplex, driving his back into the
mat.]
DT:Still a little too early to escape.
Cooke: Wiz is getting way too ahead of himself.
[They both lie still for a moment, attempting to catch their breath.
Valley shows some signs of life now, bearing his crimson mask. Wizard to
is now mobile bringing himself to his feet. They get up and trade blows
for a moment. Valley dodges a shot and throws Bryan down to the mat
pinning his right shoulder and arm onto the mat. He jumps up holding the
arm down and slams his knee¹s directly into the top of Bryan¹s shoulder.
He rests his knee on it, and pulls back on the arm in sort of an
armbar.]
DT: Valley is targetting that shoulder,
[Bryan screams as Valley applies more and more pressure. He finally
releases the hold and gets back up, still favoring the knee. He pulls
Bryan up, who shoves Valley back, then nails a spear aimed right at
Valley¹s lower ribcage. While down, Bryan tosses a couple knee¹s into
Valley¹s side. He drives the knee into him for a moment or so and gets
back up. He runs off the rope and nails Valley again in the ribs with a
dropkick.]
DT: Brian¹s trying to weaken the entire left side on Mike Valley. If he
keeps this up, Valley will be going nowhere.
Ryan: You know, I never expected Bryan to have a brain in his head.
[Bryan gets up and throws one final stomp into Valley¹s ribs before
turning to the cage again. He starts climbing at a fast rate. He grabs
the top of the cage and is met at the top by a steel chair flying in his
direction. Scaling up the outside of the cage is Chris Hollywood!]
Ryan: I knew it! I knew Valley was still the same old Masshole!
[Hollywood grabs the chair again on its way down. Bryan still fights to
cross over the top of the cage. One armed, Hollywood swings the chair
violently cracking Bryan in the skull with it repeatedly. The crack is
as loud as thunder as Bryan now hangs over the edge of the cage, towards
the inside. Back on the mat, Valley reaches his feet, limping and
favoring his ribs. He grabs the side of the cage and climbs up towards
the top. Wizard is now barely hanging on as Valley reaches through the
cage and grabs Hollywood by the neck!]
DT: You still sure about Valley, Ryan?
Ryan: What is he thinking!?
[He pulls Hollywood face first into the cage, sending him flying back
down to the protective mats below. He lands with a hard crash and rolls
around in pain. Seizing the moment, Valley tries to pry Bryan now, off
the cage wall. Regaining his strength, Bryan proove the challenge is
true and holds on tight. Valley begins climbing some more as Bryan takes
a nosedive right over Valley, grabbing his waist in the process. He
holds on tight pulling Valley off the cage with his momentum, nailing a
rolling powerbomb. Valley crashes to the mat and Bryan stands on the top
rope looking at him in shock. Valley hasn¹t moved since landing as Bryan
walks the ropes over to the corner, climbing now.]
DT: What a maneuver by the Wizard!
[He reaches the top after a slow climb. He pulls himself up and turns in
a sitting position. Just as he looks back Valley is right on his heels.
He throws some stuff boots to the face, but Valley fends them off and
climbs right up over Bryan. He throws a hard right to the forehead and
the crowd counts along....
OOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWOOOOOO!!!!!
TTTTTHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEE!!!!!
FFFFOOOOOUUUUURRRRRR!!!!!
FFFIIIIVVVVVEEEEE!!!!!!!
SSSSSSIIIIIXXXXX!!!!
SSSSEEEEEVVVVEEEEENNNN!!!!!!
EEEIIIIGGGGHHHHHTTTTT!!!!
NNNNIIIIINNNNEEEEE!!!!!
..... NO!!!! Bryan cuts it short with a low blow. Valley doubles over,
almost taking them both clean off the top of the cage, but Bryan ducks
underneath and uses the square of bars as footing. He lifts Valley up
onto his shoulder and.......]
DT: Look at this!
[They go sailing down off the cage strait towards the mat. The mere
seconds feel like hours as they finally impact with one hell of a bang!
Bryan bounces clean off Valley and is sent sailing over him. They lay
there motionless.]
DT: Did you see that?
Ryan: Yeah, and I think we have a new Meanest Feircest Most Intense
Spine Buster in the History of Sports Entertainment!
DT: What?
Ryan: Valley¹s old move!
[The officials begin to show concern as they unlock the cage. Hollywood
pulls them all out of the way and enters the ring with the chair. He
stands over Bryan Smith looking down on him. He looks down at him and
raises the chair. He turns and cracks Valley in the head with it as he
lays there. The jolt seems to bring him about somewhat as he rolls over
holding his head. Hollywood helps Bryan up to his feet and offers to
hold Valley down so he can climb. He turns to hold Valley. Bryan spins
him back around, gives him the bird and nails the Fatal Drop, much to
the delight of the crowd.]
DT: Brian¹s not taking any charity!
Ryan: They¹re both idiots!
[Bryan picks up the chair and tosses it to the cage door. He drags
Hollywood there as well, and pulls Valley towards the middle of the
ring. He¹s signalling for something........]
DT: IT¹S TIME FOR THE WIZARDTON BOMB!!!!
Ryan: The What!?
DT: Bryan¹s finisher.
Ryan: YUCK!
[Bryan looks over to the announce table and points smiling. He turns to
the cage and begins climbing up, slowly because of his shoulder. He
reaches the top now in the same posision as before. He turns to find
Valley.......... Still laying in the middle of the ring. He uses the
cables to stand up and takes his aim.]
DT: He¹s gonna¹ fly!
Ryan: DON¹T SLIP!!!!!
[He takes in a deep, deep breath and leaps off the top of the cage. He
goes sailing down towards Valley and nails him dead on the chest! Valley
twitches and bryan arches his back, grabbing his neck also after impact.
They both lay in the ring rolling around in intense pain, as the fans
are going absolutely out of their minds!]
DT: He killed him!
Ryan: He should have climbed down!
[Valley, somehow is the first to move. He rolls over, but Bryan follows
his lead as they both, with barely any life left in them, stagger up to
their feet. Valley throws a hard toe kick to the Wizard¹s gut and drops
to one knee before him. He throws an uppercut send Bryan stumbling back.
Valley up, staggers back himself, hitting the ropes. Carrying with his
momentum, nails a Big Boot on Bryan. Valley walks to the cage side and
begins his accent. Bryan gets to his feet and sees him approaching the
top.]
DT: Brian will have to get it together here.
[Bryan climbs behind him and grabs a Waist lock. He places his feet on
the bars of the cage and uses them as leverage to pull Valley off for a
German. Showing his agility and incredible ability, Valley somehow rolls
backwards out of it, landing on his feet as Wizard lands on his back.
Valley instantly pulls Bryan towards the center of the ring and heads
over to the turnbuckle. He begins to climb and turns while on the top
rope.]
DT: What is Valley doing?
Ryan: Dave, I can¹t believe you forgot about the secret of Valley¹s
cage!
[Valley begins to mess with one of the bars of the cage and reveals his
secret. He pulls out the loose bar and holds it paralel to his forearm.
He leaps off with a flying elbow spanning halfway across the ring. He
plants the elbow, and the bar, right across Bryan Smith¹s forehead. The
blood nearly explodes on impact as Valley crashes to the mat rolling
over onto his back, exhuasted.]
Ryan: YEAH BABY, YEAH!
DT: Valley can climb!
[Showing there is still enough in him, Valley drags himself up off the
mat. He staggers over to the side of the cage and grabs hold. He starts
to pull himself up, almost surviving on pure arm strength as his right
knee has pretty much been shut down in this match. He now stands along
the top rope and seems to be resting easy. Proving to be a very unwise
move, Bryan Smith comes flying right up behind him, with everything he¹s
got, just slams into Valley¹s legs, as Valley dangles there holding on
with his arms.]
DT: Not quit yet!
[Bryan runs left and leaps up onto the top rope, and stands on the top
turnbuckle looking at Valley. He side steps onto the ropes themselves.
He builds up some momentum and leaps up, clutching Valley around the
neck with his legs. Valley starts to tumble...... NO! He holds on with
one arm. He¹s got Bryan and he¹s pulling him up more, he¹s in position
for a powerbomb now! Mike leaps down..... ]
Ryan: Kill him Mike!
DT: I don¹t think so!
[WITHOUT SMITH! Smith grabbed the bars to stay up, Valley on his feet
standing in the ring, Wizard jumps with a hurricanranna. Valley¹s spins
half way across the ring. Wizard back up to his feet with a sudden burst
of energy. Blood flows down his face as he grabs Valley by the hair,
pulling him up. He whips him off the ropes, Valley ducks a
clothesline... Wizard turns... Valley¹s got him by the throat!]
DT and Cooke: CHOKESLAM!!!!!!!!!!
[Valley chokeslams Bryan to the mat and falls over to one knee,
breathing heavy he looks up high to the cage again. He gets up and walks
over to the cage, places a foot on the ropes and.... stops.]
[He¹s turns his head back to Wizard, laying in the middle of the ring,
seems to have nothing left in him as he gasps for air. Mike storms back
over to him and picks him up onto his feet. Wizard kicks Valley with a
low blow and sets up for something.
DT and Cooke: FATAL DROP!!!!!!!!
[Valley shoves him off, he hits the ropes and Valley scoops him right up
onto his shoulders.]
DT and COOKE: DEATH VALLY DRIVER!!!!!!
Cooke: Maybe!
[Valley holds him up there and stumbles about a bit. He drops down and
slams Bryan Smith¹s upper back, neck, and head strait into the mat.
Valley lays there momentarily.]
DT: You can¹t rest now, if you do, it¹s gonna¹ come back to haunt you!
Cooke: Yeah, Jesus Valley, learn from your misteaks!
[Valley rolls over and crawls over to the ropes. Grabbing the cage yet
again, he begins to climb.]
Cooke: Go go go!!!!
DT: These two have fought so hard in this match!
[Valley pulls his way up towards the top.]
DT: This whole battle, could be about to come to an end right here and
now, right in front of us!
Cooke: C¹mon you son of a b---h climb!
[Valley throws his arm over the top and follows up with a leg.]
DT: Can he get the other one over!?
Cooke: Oh no!
DT: Wizard¹s gettin¹ up quick!
[Valley pulls his other leg over, just as Bryan jumps up onto the top
rope and scales the cage faster than he has all match. He grabs Valley
by the hair and starts throwing punches ot the face. He¹s holding on to
nothing but the hair on Valley¹s scalp as he throws punches at him.]
Cooke: This is brutal!!
[Bryan climbs more with Valley, as Valley begins to slip. The two of
them are fighting at the top of the cage!]
DT: All Valley has to do is lose his footing and he wins the match!
Cooke: He¹s just sitting there getting hit in the face! Fall Mike,
Fall!!!!
[The crowd is on edge as Bryan hooks an arm over Valley¹s head around
his neck. He reaches over and grabs Valley¹s pants by the waist.]
DT: He can¹t!
Cooke: There¹s no way!
[Wizard pulls with all his force and lifts Valley somewhat over the top
but fails to hit the suplex. Valley throws a couple of shots to Bryan¹s
gut and.......
Cooke: Oh S--t!!!!!!!
DT: LOOK OUT!!!!!!!
[Valley pulls Bryan up and over the top of the cage and holds him
verticle for a moment. The two of them stand there as Valley uses the
bars for his support. Valley drops strait back off the side of the cage
and the two of them go crashing through the announcer¹s table,
shattering it into several pieces!!]
DT: Oh my God!
Cooke: They¹re dead! They¹ve got to be dead!
[A swarm of referees come over arguing with each other over the
decision.]
Cooke: We¹ve got two dead people and a couple of Zebra¹s over here!
DT: I just want to know if they¹re alright!
Cooke: Alright?! I think that¹s pretty damn impossible! Who the hell won
is what I¹d like to know.
[Sr. Referee Jeff Richards starts running down to the ring.]
DT: Here comes Sr Referee Jeff Richards to the ring in a hurry.
Cooke: Run Forrest Run!
[Richard¹s reaches the sight as ringside EMT¹s pick Valley and Smith up
off the floor. Both of them barely able to stand on their own power as
they hang over their shoulders. Jeff Richards pulls refereesPee Wee
Burke and Ty Davis off to the side along with the ring announcer.]
Cooke: Where the hell are you going!?
[DT walks over to the bunch and listens in on the situation. Jeff
Richards says something to DT and to the announcer. DT is handed a
microphone as he walks over to the two wrestlers.]
Cooke: Oh no! He¹s going to announce the winner! What the hell is this!?
David Thompson: Ladies and Gentlemen, before I announce the winner of
this contest I would like to thank the staff of PNW for letting me
announce this one for old time¹s sake. Without any further delay, your
winner.................
And STILL Undefeated in the cage, MIKE VALLEY!!!!!!!!!!!
Cooke: Yeeeeeaaaahhhh boyyyyyyyy!!! Masshole all the way baby!!!
[DT puts his headset on again.]
DT: That felt great!
Cooke: Shut...... Wait a second! Valley¹s eyeballin¹ Wizard! He¹s gonna¹
knock him out!!! Sweet!!
[Valley, limping and holding his ribs, drags himself over to Wizard who
is being supported on one side by a referee. The two of them stare each
other in the eye for a moment about two or three feet away. They both
have a sick, tired look about their faces.]
Cooke: Any second now!
[Valley extends his hand, and Bryan immediately accepts. The two of them
shake hands and Valley turns walking away.]
Cooke: What the???
[Cooke leaves his position and walks towards the back, DT shakes Bryan¹s
hand and passes George Long and Garret Reed as they head back to their
position at ringside.]
Reed: We leave this table for one match, and look what happens!!
Long: We have our next match scheduled. I so wanted to sit. (Sigh)
Reed: They better get us a new table, or I’m going to sue.
[The arena lights dim just as “Black Sabbath’s-Psychos man” starts to play. While the disturbing song fills the arena, a symbol of a yin and yang appear in the center of the ring. Just then the announcer chimes in…]
Announcer: Now making his way to the ring at a weight of 200lbs. Even…from parts unknown SHADOWNINJA!!!
[Just then a dark figure emerges from the entrance stage. This warrior build seems compact and well defined as a slowly walks to the ring wearing nothing but a pair of Kung Fu pants and ninja tabis (two-toed shoes). It is hard to make out the color of the pants as the dark lighting hides all detail of the shadowy figure. The walk slowly turns into a run as the shadowy figure propels himself under the ring rope and emerges in the center of the ring and essentially in the center of the Yin and Yang. The lights come up to start the match.]
Long: Here comes, ever the constant challenger for the PNW Cruiserweight title, Shadow Ninja.
Reed: Yeah, he will never beat my boy, Wolf!
Long: Can I quote you on following Wolf for the entire match, or do you think you will switch mid-way through the match?
Reed: Wolf is my pick to win!
Long: For now...
[Darkness]
["Oddities" by Coal Chamber]
[Flash]
[Saint steps out as the crowd gives him a rather large pop. Saint brushes his long blonde hair from his face and walks down the ramp. He shakes hands with the fans along the way. Saint slides into the ring and awaits his opponent.]
Long: Here is the former NWA World Cruiserweight champion, making his entrance to this PNW Pay Per View crowd, he looks ready to go.
Reed: Yeah, but watch his face turn to horror as Wolf makes his entrance soon. You just wait.
Long: Yeah, whatever. He looks fully prepared to me and looks like he could actually take this match, especially with the roll he has been on as of late.
Reed: Saint?
Long: Yeah, who do you think I mean?
Reed: Wolf, maybe?
Long: Has Wolf beaten two former World champs, in Valley and Light particularly, in recent weeks?
Reed: Well, Wolf and Valley are friends, so no to that one, but he did have two WWA titles on the line in his last match.
Long: He came up on the losing end of that battle, if I recall correctly.
Reed: Shut up, George-O!
Long: And here comes the champ!
[The guitar kicks in as the lights pop and white pyro sparks go off around the stage. Wolf emerges at the beginning of the music and starts a slow walk to the ring]
Liberate your mind
You motherfucker, you're so narrow-minded
So narrow-minded
So liberate your mind
Now motherfucker, will you liberate your mind
Hey! Hey!
Liberate your mind
You motherfucker, you're so narrow-minded
So narrow-minded
So liberate your mind
Now motherfucker, will you liberate your mind
This time
[Wolf enters the ring between the 2nd and 3rd ropes.]
Bold motherfucker
Don't limit your mind
Can’t you see that the pace
Has just fallen behind
All the hate in your heart
Will be leaving you blind
So bold motherfucker
Don't you limit your mind
[Wolf walks over to the ropes opposite the entrance and stares at the audience.]
Now bold
motherfucker
Don't limit your mind
Can’t you see that the pace
Has just fallen behind
All the hate in your heart
Will be leaving you blind
So bold motherfucker
Don't you limit your mind
This time
[Wolf walks back to the center of the ring. Each time the cymbals crash, white pyro goes off from the four ring posts. Wolf walks over to the ropes on the right and stares at the audience]
Waiting, for your
modern messiah
To take away all the hatred
[Wolf walks over to the ropes on the left and stares at the audience.]
That darkens the
light in your eye
Still awaiting. I
--The Music Fades Out--
Long: And there is our PNW Cruiserweight champion and without a doubt one of the top contenders to the WWA World Cruiserweight championship!
Reed: Now you are talking, George-O! He is definitely a favorite to win this match, I am sure of it!
Long: We know you love Wolf, Garret. Surprisingly, Wolf is not making any movement towards the ring just yet.
Reed: Showing some of that intelligence he must’ve picked up on the WWA national stage, you know George-O!
Long: Yeah, must’ve been that. He is staying outside the ring and the ref just looks at him. The ref goes to check the competitors, then he rolls outside to check Wolf, and he appears to be ready to start the match...and we are off!
[Ding, ding, ding...]
Long: Shadow Ninja is not happy with Wolf standing on the outside and he is letting Wolf know. He is screaming at Wolf to get into the ring. Wolf is just standing there, smiling at him.
[Wolf smiles on the outside, as SN stands on the middle rope in the middle of the ring, looking out towards the entranceway. Saint just stands back for a minute and then runs at SN, rolling him up. The ref drops to the ground and counts as Wolf finally slides into the ring.]
[One...]
[Two...]
[Kick Out!]
Long: Close call by Saint, Wolf didn’t seem too concerned though either.
Reed: He knew that Saint wasn’t going to get the win the easily or that early.
Long: Astute observation Garret...
Reed: Wha? Huh?
Long: Exactly what I was talking about!
[SN and Saint get to their feet, just as Wolf lays them both out with a double clothesline. Wolf pulls Saint to his feet and hits an exploder suplex and he holds it with a bridge. SN breaks it up before a one-count. He then pulls Wolf to his feet, hitting some blistering kicks and taking Wolf downs to his knees as Saint gets up from the exploder. Saint moves up behind SN and hits a Russian leg sweep, before getting up and putting Wolf’s head between his legs. He sets him up and drops him in a powerbomb. Saint covers Wolf, while SN is getting to his feet, the ref slides in for the count.]
[One...]
[Two...]
[Thr...Broken up and kicked out!]
Long: Wolf wasn’t going down that easy and Shadow Ninja wasn’t letting Saint get him anyway.
Reed: Wolf would’ve kicked out, Shadow Fax should’ve just saved his strength.
Long: Shadow Ninja...
Reed: What?
Long: Shadow Ninja is his name...
Reed: I said that.
Long: No you didn’t!
Reed: Yes I did, I said Shadow Fax...
Long: Exactly!
Reed: What?
Long: Never mind!
[All three men get to their feet and stare at each other. Suddenly, Wolf runs at Saint and hits him shoulderblock before mounting him and wailing away on him with punches to Saint’s face. SN walks over to the men, stealthily, and seizes an opportunity by nailing Wolf with a straight martial arts kick to the face. Wolf slumps back from his mounted position and Saint lays on the ground, still reeling from Wolf’s brutal attack. SN makes his way over and covers Saint.]
[One...]
[Two...]
[Kick Out!]
Long: Saint kicks out of that one and he may be dazed, but he is not out of it yet!
[SN then, seeing a still-downed Wolf, crawls over and covers him.]
[One...]
[Two...]
[Kick out!]
Reed: Wolf isn’t staying down either! He kicked out of it for all the members of his Wolf pack!
Long: Did you make that up on the spot?
Reed: No, it is the real name of his group of fans!
Long: Right...
[SN can’t believe that Wolf kicked out but gets to his feet and pulls Wolf up. He goes and hits a headbutt on Wolf and Wolf looks out on his feet. Suddenly Saint tips up and runs at SN catching him with a roll-up.]
[One...]
[Two...]
[Thr...Kick out!]
Long: Saint nearly had his number there!
Reed: Yeah, but thank God Shadow Fax kicked out...
Long: We are not starting this again.
[SN quickly gets to his feet, as does Saint. Wolf just leans against the ropes and the turnbuckle, still feeling the effects of SN’s blistering kick and massive headbutt. Saint and SN go at each other, matching punch for punch with each other. Wolf slowly gets out of the corner and grabs both men’s heads, while they are still entrenched in a brawl, and slams them together. He then hooks them both and hits a double Russian leg sweep on them both. They all three lay there as this match has seemingly taken it out of them all. Wolf, after a few seconds, rolls over onto Saint for a pinfall.]
[One..]
[Tw...Kick out!]
Long: Not even a two-count, Saint is seemingly getting stronger with every minute that passes in this match. Showing the testicular fortitude it takes to be a PNW champion!
Reed: Yeah, but Wolf has the advantage for now, I would say...
Long: You would too!
[Wolf then rolls over and lays an arm across SN.]
[One...]
[Two...]
[Thr..Kick out!]
Long: Shadow Ninja with the shoulder up! He is not going out quietly either!
Reed: He should though, ninjas are always do things quietly!
[Again, all three men get to their feet, all looking dazed and worse for wear. SN runs at Wolf and hits him with a spin wheel kick, knocking him to the ground. As he gets up, Saint goes to hit him with a spin wheel kick of his own, but SN turns and sees Saint coming, nailing him with a drop kick into Saint’s exposed midsection. Saint drops hard and SN runs at the ropes, springboarding off and hitting Saint with lionsault. He hangs on for the cover.]
[One...]
[Two...]
[Broken up by Wolf!]
Long: A nice save of the match and his title from Shadow Ninja...
Reed: He used whatever he could because he had to get that save!
[Wolf pulls SN up and hops up onto his shoulders into a hurracanrana position, he then spins that out into a DDT. He then moves for the cover.]
Long: Wolf’s Fury! Wolf’s Fury! Wolf’s Fury!
Reed: That may be all she wrote for this match, Saint is just laying there after all.
[One...]
[Two...]
[Broken up by Saint!]
Long: Saint comes out of nowhere for that save!
Reed: Nowhere is right, I thought he was out from the lionsault.
Long: And Wolf is livid over that broken up pinfall attempt, he thought he had it with the Wolf’s Fury!
[Wolf screams at the ref, while Saint sneaks up behind him, he then turns Wolf around and hits a snap suplex. He then hits a standing moonsault on Wolf. He turns around and picks up SN, hitting first a spike DDT and then picking him up half-way before bending him over and hitting a piledriver. He goes for the pinfall and the ref goes to count.]
[One...]
[Two...]
[Thre...Kick out!]
Long: So close to finishing it off but somehow Shadow Ninja gets his shoulder up.
Reed: Wolf is still out over there!
Long: Shadow Ninja was so close to going out but just barely gets out.
[SN rolls to the outside to get a few quick breaths and Saint moves back over to Wolf. He starts pulling a limp Wolf to his feet, but Wolf hits a low blow while the ref looks out at SN. Saint drops to his back and Wolf starts to get to his feet on his own. He lifts Saint up and hits a spinning brainbuster suplex.]
Long: He hits the Texas Twister and that could be all for this evening!
Reed: D@mn straight it will be!
Long: Watch your mouth!
Reed: Does it do tricks?
Long: Shut up!
[Wolf climbs to the top turnbuckle and hits a 180-degree flip right into the heart of Saint. He goes for the cover and the ref moves in for the count.]
Long: The Full Moon from Wolf and that HAS to be all tonight, these men have taken so much that NO ONE human could kick out!
[One...]
[Two...]
Reed: Count one defense up for Wolf now!
Long: Indeed!
[Three..Kick out!]
Long: No, no, no! He didn’t get it, Saint just BARELY kicked out!
Reed: No way, had to be a pin, the ref hit the mat...
Long: Yeah, but Saint’s shoulder got up somehow on two and seven-eighths!
Reed: Wolf is not happy!
[Wolf complains to the ref as SN slides into the ring, Saint lays on the canvas, and SN moves behind Wolf. SN hits a ninja kick on Wolf and just completely levels him.]
Long: Did you see how Wolf’s neck snapped back?
Reed: Come on Wolf, I need you to win!
[Wolf lays on the ground motionless, SN goes over to cover him, but Saint rises to his feet. He taps SN on the shoulder and when SN looks back to him, Saint nails a dropkick right into the face of SN. He rolls off and to the outside as Wolf is pulled to his feet by Saint. He hooks him up for his cradle DDT and hits it. He covers Wolf, with SN dazed on the outside.]
[One...]
[Two...]
[Three...Kick out!]
Long: No way, no way! Wolf kicked out! Wolf kicked out of the Illusion!
Reed: Yes, Wolf can win this one, I know it!
[Saint, shows no sign of frustration, but merely left him up again and goes for another cradle DDT. He hits it again and covers.]
[One...]
[Two...]
[Three!]
[Ding, ding, ding!]
Long: Saint did it! He won the PNW Cruiserweight title!
Reed: NO!!!
Long: YES! Let’s go down to the announcer...
Announcer: The winner of the match...AND NEW PNW CRUISERWEIGHT CHAMPION....Chris SAAAAAIINNNNTTT!!!
Long: It’s official, new champion and Saint’s huge winning streak continues! Wolf has nothing to be ashamed of though, two Illusions is what it took to put him out...
Reed: I can’t believe it, I just can’t believe it.
Long: Well believe it, we have a new cruiserweight champion here tonight on the PNW’s Overdrive PPV!
[A replay is shown of the finish of the match and the pinfall. SN is helped to the back by a few more refs who ran out during the replay, but then shrugs them off walking out on his own. Wolf lays motionless in the ring and the referees call for some water, they pour it on his face to try and revive him a bit. He finally wakes up and is walked out by the referees, despite his refusing their help. They walk behind him, watching him stagger to the back. Saint, all the while, is celebrating in the ring, holding his newly won title high in the air. He then climbs through the ropes and walks down the aisleway to the back, raising his title high in the air as he walks and holding it above his head before going through the curtains to the back.]
{Bombs Away by ThreeFoot hits as the lights quickly fade to black }
#You struggle everyday
And you kiss your only life away for another thing
that you won't ever have
I tried two at a time, but that's not how I waste my dime
For something that you save...#
{Christian jumps out from behind the curtain, bobbing his head to the music while playing to the fans as Jake Primal follows behind before stopping to gave into the crowd before sprinting to the ring behind Christian.}
#Bombs away! Another problem you won't understand
Bombs away! Another problem deep inside my head#
{Lockheart jumps onto the apron and motions more to the fans before whipping his yellow bandana into the crowd as Primal jumps off the buckle backwards turning around in mid-air and landing with his back against the turnbuckle.}
#Should I try to
find the ways that you won't ever#
Ring Announcer: Introducing first, the team of Christian Lockheart and
Jake Primal… The So-Cal SINNERS!
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
{The Arena goes dark. Just then "Metallica's-Orion" can be heard playing
in the background as the crowd gives off a mixed sentiment of cheers and
boos.
Announcer: Now Making there way to the ring at a combined weight of 505lbs. Wrec Hannibal and DragonWulf....FINAL JUDGMENT.
{As the Announcer makes this announcement the arena is filled with crimson red lighting and the entrance stage starts to build a wall of fire. Dragonwulf rises from a stage lift underneath the entrance stage while Wrec comes out from behind the entrance way. 57 seconds into the song the wall of flames explodes as pyros shoot up and across from each other, completely
covering the two warriors. Just after, both Wrec and DragonWulf walk through the wall of black
smoke left behind
from the flames and pyros. As they make they're way to the ring, the
walkway creates a wall of flame in they're wake. DragonWulf is wearing
his black leather trench coat, black tights that has a serpentine dragon
crawling up the right leg, and a wolf that is ripping through the cloth
holding a katana in it's mouth on the left. The black fishnet tank top
that DragonWulf is wearing is adorned with a arknid cross hanging from a
chain around his neck, and black ninja tabis, (two-toed shoes). Except
for the black trench coat going down to his knees, Wrec is shirtless.
The lettering on his black tights has the all too familiar name of
Hannibal spelled out in red bones that along with his boots glowed
hauntingly in the crimson red lighting. The two men jump up onto the
apron. Wrec grabs the top rope and throws his body over the top while
DragonWulf forward flips over the top rope. They both run to opposing
corners. Wrec stretches out his arms into an underhook flex, then points
both of his thumbs towards himself in a cocky manner in spite of the
crowd. Meanwhile DragonWulf raises his index and middle finger of his
left hand to his face. Wrec then jumps off the turnbuckle while
DragonWulf back flips off at the other turnbuckle. Just then the pyros
to all four turnbuckles goes off, narrowly missing the two men. The red
lighting then turns back to the normal white arena lights to start the
match.}
Ding. Ding. Ding.
Reed: Dragonwulf is starting off against Jake Primal.
{Primal and Wulf circle each other. Wulf looks up with a head an arm and
takes Primal over with a n head an arm suplex. Primal rolls to his feet
and charges Wulf dropping him with a stiff clothesline before dropping
down into a chin lock.}
Long: Primal is starting this off pretty quick.
{Jake pulls Wulf up and whips him into the ropes, Dragon comes back and
nails Primal with a spinning heel kick. Primal goes to the mat hard as
Wulf rolls to his feet and tags in Wrec. Hannibal charges in and lays
into the downed Primal with a series of punches.}
Reed: Way to go Wrec!
Long: Wrec tags into Dragonwulf, they are trying to keep this a one
sided match.
Reed: Wrec takes Primal over with a back waist lock takedown, he is
looking for an STF early in the match.
Long: Primal grabs the ropes.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Reed: Wrec is posing for the fans…
Long: Primal tags Lockheart!
(Primal pulls Wrec up and hits a fisherman buster. He rolls through and
goes for another one. He nails it. He goes for a third but Hannibal
slips behind and hits a german suplex. He rolls through and goes for
another german. Primal lands on his feet and spins Wrec around. He goes
for a DDT but Hannibal counters and drops him with a northern lights.)
Davis: One
Davis: Two!
Reed: kick out!
Long: Wrec tags in DragonWulf.
Reed: Go Judgment, So-Cal Suckers Suck!
Long: What?
Reed: I’m a bad guy… come on.
Long: Primal with the hot tag! Christian with a springboard dropkick
sends DragonWulf to the mat!
(Wrec rushes in and Christian ducks him. He spins around and Christian
nails jumping Tornado DDT. DragonWulf is up and nails Christian with a
reverse DDT. Wrec is up as well now and they both pull Christian to his
feet and plant him with a double powerbomb. The ref forces Wrec out.)
Reed: What a move!
Long: DragonWulf with the one-foot cover.
Davis: One!
Long: That couldn’t keep him down
Reed: Arrogant mistake.
Long: DragonWulf whips Christian into the ropes and takes him down with
a huge lariat.
Davis: One!
Davis: Two!
Reed: Another kick out.
(Christian is slowly getting up, DragonWulf tags Wrec in. Christian is
trying to get to Primal, but DragonWulf grabs him by the foot and drag
him into the middle of the ring. Wrec comes off the ropes with a huge
leg drop across her throat.)
Davis: One!
Davis: Two!
Long: Wow, what a amazing kick out. I didn’t think he could do it.
Reed: He’s the best.
(Christian is slowly getting to his feet. Wrec lifts him up and goes
for powerbomb. He slips behind and rolls him up for a pin.)
Davis: one!
Davis: Two!
Long: DragonWulf breaks the pin up.
Reed: Primal is in the ring. He sends himself and DragonWulf over the
top with a clothesline.
(Wrec eyes Christian up and goes for a lock up. Christian ducks through
and nails a super kick to the chin of Hannibal as he turns into it. He
staggers into the ropes and falls forward out of them as Christian
bounces off the ropes and nails a bulldog. He goes to the top.)
Long: Christian is going for air. Primal on the outside takes DragonWulf
down with a huge Piledriver
Reed: Lockheart is waiting on the top… Primal slides into the ring…
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Long: Cosmic Smash! Cosmic Smash!
Davis: One!
Davis: Two!
Davis: Three!
Long: New Tag Champs! New Tag Champs
{A promo package plays hyping up Misty Xiao}
("Trapt" by Headstrong begins to play over the PA. Red, white, and blue
laser lights piece the arena, moving over the crowd as his video plays
that shows Lockhart doing various signature move and his finishers, as
well as winning matches and even some of his amateur wrestling shots
like his World championship win. A man moves from behind the curtain and
stands looking at the crowd, his green eyes surveying everything, before
then moving his focus to the ring. The monster of a man is wearing his
PNW "Locked Hart" t-shirt over his singlet for his entrance to the ring.
He poses a bit, flexing and bouncing on the balls of his feet. Then he
begins his move towards the ring.)
#Circling, your circling, you circle in your head/Contemplating everything you ever said/Now I know the truth, I got a doubt/A different motive in your eyes and now I'm out, see you later#
(Stops mid-way to pose some more and then abruptly raising his arms pointing towards the sky and looking up.)
#I see your fantasy you want to make a reality paved in gold / See inside, inside of our heads / Well that's all over, I see your motives inside/And your decision to hide#
Announcer: Now coming to ring, standing at 6'3 and weighing in at 265 pounds...
#Back off we'll take you on / Headstrong to take on anyone / I know that you are wrong / Headstrong we're Headstrong / Back off We'll take you on / Headstrong to take on anyone / I know that you are wrong /And this is not where you belong/I can't give everything away/I won’t give everything away#
Announcer: A former amateur World Champion and internationally renowned wrestling superstar...
#Conclusions manifest your first impressions got to be your very best / I see you're full of s*** and that's alright / That's how you play I guess you get through every night / Now that's over#
(Continues his move to the ring, stopping right before getting to the ring.)
Announcer: "The Shooter" Jason Lockhart!
#I see your fantasy you want to make a reality paved in gold / See inside, inside of our heads / Well that's all over, I see your motives inside/And your decision to hide/Back off we'll take you on / Headstrong to take on anyone / I know that you are wrong / Headstrong we're Headstrong / Back off We'll take you on / Headstrong to take on anyone / I know that you are wrong /And this is not where you belong (where you belong)/I can't give everything away (this is not where you belong)/ I won't give everything away#
(He then continues to move toward the ring, jumping onto the apron, and moving between the ropes into the actual ring.)
#I know, I know all about/I know, I know all about/I know I know all about your motives inside and your decision to hide#
(He stands in the middle of the ring, as the song is finishing, then balls up his fist and strikes his chest three times before raising it, pointing his index finger to the sky.)
#Back off we'll take you on / Headstrong to take on anyone / I know that you are wrong / Headstrong we're Headstrong / Back off We'll take you on / Headstrong to take on anyone / I know that you are wrong /And this is not where you belong (where you belong)/I can't give everything away (this is not where you belong)/ I won't give everything away (this is not where you belong)#
(He then either
stands staring at the entryway, waiting for his opponent to come out or
stares across the ring at his opponent in the ring.)
{Stephan Greer's music plays and he comes out to a huge chorus of Boos.
The "KIng Of Pain" smiles at the recption his old stomping grounds give
him.}
Reed: Faygo! Faygo!
Long: But Lockhart's a guy?
Reed: Gaygo! Gaygo!
Long: You are a child.
Ding. Ding. Ding.
Long: This is great.
Long: I’m really
excited about this match.
Reed: Well all they’re doing is circling each other.
Long: Greer and Lockhart lock up. Jason slips behind into a hammerlock.
Stephan is fighting it and reverses into a top wristlock. He sweeps
Lockhart legs out and drops a quick elbow into the sternum.
Reed: Hit a man when he’s down, that a boy.
Long: Stephan grabs the right leg of Lockhart, elbow to the knee. He is
going to soften that area up. And another.
Reed: A third, this time he grapevines it as well.
Long: Lockhart reaches the ropes. Greer breaks off, look at the smirk.
Reed: That’s the smirk of a winner.
Long: Greer and Jason are circling. Jason is looking for a weakness in
Greer. They lock up, Irish whip. Greer comes back and ducks a lariat
attempt from Lockhart. Greer off the other side and…
{Crack!}
Long: Back elbow strike from Jason sends him hard to the mat. Lockhart
drops a leg across the knee of Greer, seems the both have the same plan
here tonight.
Reed: Only cause Lockhart can’t think of something of his own.
Long: Jason pulls Greer up and lifts him for a vertical suplex. No slip
behind from Greer. Massive backdrop.
{The crowd boos.}
Reed: The crowd not really getting behind Greer for some reason.
Long: Greer pulls Lockhart up and rocks him with a dragon screw leg
whip. He holds on and rolls into a leg grapevine. He was too close to
the ropes though. Jason grabbed for them as quickly as he could.
Reed: A real man would have fought his way out.
Long: Jason pulls himself to his feet..
Reed: Stare down.
Long: They lock up, knee to the gut from Greer. He hooks Lockhart up and
takes him down hard to the mat with a suplex.
Reed: Greer is quickly on his feet; Jason is a bit more sluggish.
Long: Sluggish? Jason off the ropes with a running clothesline, he
nearly takes the head off of Greer with that hit. He pulls Greer up, oh…
knee breaker.
Reed: Jason pulls him up, and takes him over with a vertical suplex.
Long: He rolls through and plants him hard with another suplex. Jason
finally releasing after the second one. He’s looking for a powerbomb
now.
{The crowd boos.}
Reed: Back body drop to counter that move. Classic.
Long: Greer into the ropes and plants a running leg drop across the
throat of Lockhart. He gets to his feet and nails him with an elbow drop
before locking on a sleeper.
Reed: This could be the match right here, a sleeper is a potent move.
Nobody can do the move like Stephan Greer.
{The crowd begins to chant “Jason, Jason.}
Long: Huge fan following here for Lockhart. He is trying to fight his
way up to a vertical base.
Reed: He doesn’t look to successful here so far. Greer has that move
locked on like a pitbull.
Long: Jason is to one knee now. Oh, and he is on his feet…
{Boom}
{RAAAAH!}
Long: Huge spinning backdrop from Lockhart to get out of that lock.
Reed: Greer nearly had him there.
Long: Both men are down after that one.
Reed: it’s still early though and anyone can take this match, though my
money is on Greer
Long: Jason and Greer are getting slowly to their feet. They lock up.
Greer slips behind into a hammerlock, no Jason with the quick reverse.
Reed: Doesn’t stay that way for long though, Greer is cranking on him
with another hammerlock, that my friends is talent…
{Crowd cheers.}
Long: Drop toehold into an ankle lock from Jason ended Greer’s advantage
there. Greer quickly makes it to the ropes though and Jason bakes off at
the refs biding.
Reed: Greer is to his feet; he takes a swing and knocks Lockhart back
with a right. The ref is warning him, but he nails him with a left.
Long: Forearm staggers Lockhart and Greer follows up with a dragon screw
into another leg grapevine.
Reed: Lockhart makes it to the ropes though, Greer is going to pick the
knee of Lockhart apart till he can’t walk any more, and then he’s going
to break it even more.
Long: Greer waiting on Lockhart and he plants a dropkick right to the
same knee. Lockhart rolls out of the ring. Greer is waiting for him
inside.
Reed: Lockhart is starting to show a little limp; he won’t be able to
make it much longer.
Long: Lockhart slides into the ring and right into the boots of Greer.
Greer pulls him up and quickly takes him down with a wicked looking snap
suplex.
Reed: Lockhart should tap right now, before Stephan takes his career and
his manhood.
Long: Greer locks on a single leg crab. He is leaning back to crank on
that knee just a little bit more.
Reed: This does two things, sets Lockhart up for Greer’s awesome
submission and takes the speed of Jason’s arsenal.
Long: Lockhart is fighting to the ropes but Greer releases him before he
can make. Greer pulls him into the center of the ring and goes for a
spinning toehold.
Reed: Jason is in pain here, a little more pressure from Greer and he
has this match won.
{Crowd pop}
Long: Lockhart with a nice left to the jaw of Greer left him reeling
back and releasing the hold. Lockhart is trying to get to his feet, but
Greer grabs them out from under him. He drops a knee onto the leg of
Jason and locks on a leg lock.
Reed: How did Lockhart manage to get to the ropes. That guy has some
stamina, no brains though.
Long: Stephan breaks the hold and watches as Jason uses the ropes to get
to his feet. Chop block takes the leg of Lockhart out again. Greer
placing the leg of Jasons onto the rope and comes down on it with a
stomp, and another stomp.
Reed: And the ref has to break it up, he’s just trying to make sure
Greer doesn’t win.
Long: Anyway, Greer pulls Lockhart up and rocks him with a huge German
suplex. Greer looking around and looks to be going to the top rope, this
doesn’t seem like a good idea.
Reed: Greer knows what he is…
{RAAAAAAAH!}
Long: Lockhart rolls away and Greer missies the huge fist drop.
Reed: Why can’t Jason stay still?
Long: Both men are slow getting to their feet. Jason is limping a bit
and trying to shake out the pain in his leg.
Reed: Yeah, walk it off. Worked for the McGhee kid in Miami. Greer is
looking for a double leg takedown.
Long: But he walks straight into a impact DDT from Lockhart
Reed: ouch.
Long: Jason grabs his leg and applies a standing leg lock.
Reed: Where are all the crowd cheers for support?
Long: Lockhart drops an elbow to the knee of Greer. These guys both have
the same game plan.
Reed: yeah, only makes sense.
Long: Jason tosses Greer into the corner and unloads with the lefts and
the rights. Greer comes staggering out and gets takedown with a snap
mare. Lockhart steps over and grabs the leg of Greer.
Reed: A stump puller? Not a commonly used move.
Long: But from the pain of Greer’s face, looks effective.
Reed: Lockhart releases the hold and pulls Stephan up.
Long: Only to take him back down with a neck breaker. Lockhart goes to
the top, taking his time. That leg of his is really slowing him down
here tonight.
{RAAAAAAAH!}
Long: A huge leg drop from the top, what was Lockhart thinking?
{“Jason, Jason, Jason”}
Reed: Both men are down. Jason is clutching his leg. Greer isn’t moving.
Long: Jason is crawling towards the ropes, and Greer is starting to
move.
Reed: Jason failed to capitalize on that move; he should have gone for a
submission and ended it while Stephan was out.
Long: He’s up. Jason is limping and goes over to Greer. Lockhart is
looking for a standing head scissors, but no. Greer gives him a quick
shoulder to the gut. And follow up with a butterfly suplex.
{BOOO!}
Reed: the crowd is firmly behind Greer.
Long: They were booing him.
Reed: No, they weren’t booing, they were, Uhm, Greer…ing. Yeah…
Long: They sound nothing alike.
Reed: Whatever. You just know that Greer has this match in the bag. If
this weren’t a submission match it would have been over minutes ago.
Long: Stephan pulling Jason up he lifts him up, only to kick his leg
out.
Reed: He’s stomping that injured knee of Jason’s. He pulls Jason to the
ropes and places his leg across them; he jumps up and down right onto
that knee.
Long: The ref is backing Greer off. Jason pulls himself to the outside
and is trying to walk off that limp. If he can get his mind focused he
should be able to work through the pain.
Reed: yeah, but Greer slides to the outside. No rest for the injured. He
uses a quick chop block to take Jason down. He pulls Jason up slowly.
1…
Long: The ref is starting the count out. Irish whip sends… no Lockhart
countered it and nailed Greer with a huge lariat. Both men are down
though.
2…
Reed: Can you get counted out in a submission match?
Long: Not sure. Pulls Greer up and takes him down with a scoop slam.
That slam had very little behind it. Lockhart is holding his knee.
3…
Long: Jason slides into he ring. He’s waiting on Greer to get up.
Stephan is rising slowly to his feet. Jason looks to be going for a
plancha, but Greer slides into the ropes. Jason changes direction and he
lands on the apron. Looks like his knee nearly gave out.
{RAAAAAAAAH!}
Long: Slingshot Clothesline from Jason. How the hell did he pull that
off?
Reed: he must be popping more painkiller then Favre. Both men are on the
mat. Lockhart is the first one to his feet. He grabs Greer and lifts
him, dropping him hard into a knee breaker. He grabs the leg and looks
like he’s going for a figure four…
{RAAAAAH!}
Long: Nagata Lock! Greer is in pain. That moves is going to take a lot
out of the legs of Greer if he even manages to break out. Jason is using
leverage here to put as much torque on the hold as he can. I don’t think
Stephan can make it out of this hold.
Reed: Stephan is the cream of the crop of technical wrestlers if there
is a way, he’ll break out of it. As we all know where there is a will
there is a way.
{BOOOOOOOOO!}
Long: Eye poke from Greer! Eye poke from Greer!
Reed: A clever counter from Stephan Greer. He pulls himself to his feet;
his knee is looking too good either. He is waiting on Lockhart. Greer
with a left followed up with a quick right to gain the advantage again.
{BOOOOOOO!}
Long: The crowd hates Greer after that brutal Shoulder Leg Breaker. He
crushed the knee of Lockhart right into his own shoulder. He grabs the
leg again and jumping toe hold from Greer. What a brutal move.
Reed: Lockhart is in a lot of pain right here.
Long: Greer isn’t done. A quick knee stretch from Stephan inflicts more
pain on that target area. Greer pulls Lockhart up and takes him back
down with a side backbreaker drop. Greer is shaking out his leg after
that. He isn’t done though. He pulls Lockhart up and Irish whip.
{The crowd falls silent.}
Long: Lockhart didn’t get very far, his knee gave out on him. He is
crawling to the ropes. He’s not getting far. Greer is signaling for the
end right here. He grabs Lockhart by the legs and looks like he’s going
for a sharpshooter.
{BOOOOOO!}
Long: No! He drops his knee onto Lockhart. He is looking to break his
goddamn knee. This is just plain sick.
Reed: Greer is pulling Lockhart up and looks like he’s going for a
Russian leg Sweep. He takes Jason back down with that one. Greer drags
Jason to the turnbuckle. Huge left. Huge right. Followed with an…
{RAAAAAH!}
Long: Jason showing life. He switches positions.
{WHOOO!}
{WHOOO!}
{WHOOO!}
Long: Knife-edge chops from Lockhart are taking a lot out of Greer.
Lockhart with a huge elbow smash. He is placing Greer on the top rope.
He is climbing up after him.
{BOOOOO!}
Long: Counter from Greer, a huge forearm takes away Lockhart’s momentum.
Greer looks like he’s going for a belly to belly. He locks his arms
around the waist of Jason.
{RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!}
Long: Lockhart countered! He nailed Greer with a massive head butt
before landing his own top rope belly to belly. Both men are down after
that massive move.
{“Jason, Jason, Jason.”}
Long: Don’t even try to say their chanting for Greer.
Reed: You hear one thing I hear another. They are just chanting for whom
they want to lose. Cause no one wants to see Jason Lockhart win this.
Long: Lockhart is slowly getting to his feet. Greer is still out in the
middle of the ring. Jason is looking to end this with he’s talon’s grip…
wait he’s going to the top. He looks to be going for a moonsault!
{BOOOOO!}
Reed: Stephan moved! He was playing possum. Lockhart nailed that mat
nicely though.
Long: Greer is shaking the cobwebs out of his head. That knee of his
isn’t looking much better then Jasons. He pulls Lockhart to his feet and
takes him back down with a pulling Piledriver.
Reed: He is up and stomping on that knee of Lockhart. Stephan going to
make sure that Jason can never wrestle again. Thank god. He grabs the
leg and drops an elbow across it. He’s up and does it again.
Long: This is sick.
Reed: This is classic.
Long: Greer pulls Jason to his feet and takes him down with a s ingle
leg takedown, he rolls into it and applies a crucifix knee bar. Lockhart
is in a lot of pain right here. I don’t know how he could have lasted so
long.
Reed: Lockhart is trying to fight it; doesn’t he know resistance is
futile?
{RAAH!}
Long: Lockhart makes it to the ropes. Greer is forced to break it.
Stephan doesn’t look to happy right here.
Reed: He’s just trying to throw Jason off his game plan.
Long: Jason is up. Him and Greer lock up quick knee to the gut sends
Jason keeled over. He’s going for a…
{RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!}
Long: …Powerbomb countered! Jason rolled through with a sunset flip. He
rolled to his feet!
{RAAAAAAAAAAAH!}
Reed: He’s going for the Locked Hart… no!
{BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!}
Long: Eye poke again. Greer broke it before Jason could lock it on.
Greer is up. Double leg takedown!
{BOOOOOO!}
Reed: he’s signaling for it. This is going to be it. He has Lockhart.
It’s the going to be The Godstopper!
Long: Lockhart used his remaining strength and rolled out of the
Godstopper. Lockhart is up, and Greer is pissed. Greer to his feet. Kick
to the gut from Lockhart followed up by an impact DDT. This is it!
{RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Long: Locked Hart! Locked Hart!
Reed: Stephan is struggling! He’s trying to break his way out of it.
Long: Jason is applying as much pressure as he can. He has this. I can
sense it.
Reed: He won’t tap. He won’t. Greer is going to reverse it. Goddamn it
Greer reverse it!
Long: the ref is checking on Greer.
{His arm falls once.}
{RAAAAAAAAAAAH!}
Long: That’s once.
{His arm falls twice.}
{RAAAAAAAAAAH!}
{“Jason, Jason, Jason”}
Reed: No.
Long: That’s twice.
{His arm falls the third time.}
{RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!}
Long: That’s it. Lockhart wins. Lockhart wins.
Reed: But… Greer didn’t tap.
Long: Anyway, here is a scene frome arlier in the night.
[Mike Valley walks into the
arena wearing a pair of baggy black jeans,
His boots, a black t-shirt, with a long black leather trench coat. His
Oakley's are resting on top of his head, with his gym back strap, slung over his right shoulder. His blond hair is tied back in a ponytail.]
[He walks along
right into a man he wanted to see. Christian Light. The two smile and
shake hands, as they greet each other. They walk off down the hallways
talking away.]
Long: What was that about.
Reed: Don’t know.
Long: And it is now time for the
main event here at our PPV, Overdrive!
Reed: Misty Xiao and her Syndicate of Evil buddies are finally gonna bring the WWA World Heavyweight title home to the PNW.
Long: We would hope so fans and this could be a great night for the PNW! The only downside is that those Cretans that Awesome brought in could be the ones who are that heads of the WWA.
Reed: They want world domination and now is their chance to seize that goal!
Long: Absolutely...this is do or die time for them.
Reed: And maybe even for us, if Xiao wins...
Long: This could be bad news either way this thing is sliced! Hard to pull against your own roster members, but in this case, I am afraid I may have to. And here come the challengers now...
[The lights dim. The opening vocals from Queen's "Princes of the Universe" ring throughout the arena...]
[On the PNWtron appears an image of an iridescent angel in shimmering robes, drawn anime-style. With a flourish, the angel tips her face to the heavens and spreads her wings.]
[And a single spotlight cuts through the dark arena, shining a white circle on the curtain at the top of the ramp. The curtain flutters, and four figures emerge to take up honor guard position, two on either side of the entrance. They are, from left to right: Ash the Man-Soon, clad in black cowboy attire; "The Stormin' Mormon" Brigham Smith in his blue wrestling trunks and blue-and-white hoodie vest; Seth Maverick, clad in black khaki pants, his muscular chest bare; and The Skipper, dressed in an immaculate white sea captain's uniform, carrying a briefcase in one hand.]
[The spotlight fades, leaving only a column of white Chinese characters projected on the curtain. Then the fabric parts, revealing the mighty Syndicate of EVIL's "chosen one"...]
["The Red Angel" Misty Xiao.]
[Sheets of glittering red pyro spill down around the entranceway as Misty Xiao dances triumphantly onto the stage. She's clad in a crimson, high-collared top with a monarch butterfly embroidered over the chest, matching crimson trunks, short black boots, black elbow- and kneepads, and red wrist tape. Her glossy black hair is tied in two bouncing pigtails. Misty glances all about with a cheery grin, relishing the spectacle of her own grand entrance.]
[Bringing up the rear is none other than the SoE's evil, paper-bag-wearing leader himself: Mr. PB, resplendent in his eye-wateringly purple suit.]
[After relishing the spectacle of her own entrance for a moment, Misty Xiao continues down the ramp, followed by her Syndicate comrades...]
Ring Announcer: Now coming to the ring, accompanied by Ash the Man-Soon, The Skipper, Brigham Smith, Seth Maverick, and Mr. PB... Hailing from Hong Kong, China... Standing 5'7" and weighing 134 pounds... Representing the Syndicate of EVIL... She is "The Red Angel" MISTY XIAO!
[Misty flashes her exuberant grin at the ringside fans, totally oblivious to their jeers and boos. Halfway down the aisle, Misty breaks into a sprint and dives into the ring. Another spotlight comes on to illuminate her as she hops to her feet, climbs to the top rope, and throws her fist in the air, cameras flashing throughout the crowd.]
[Skipper, Ash, Maverick and Smith take up position at ringside and aim intimidating glares all around. Mr. PB seats himself on a steel chair by the announce table as the arena lights come on once more.]
Long: And there is the challenger standing in the ring, apparently unaware of the beast she will be facing here in a few seconds.
Reed: Please pray for her and her family, if she has any...
Long: When did you get religious...and start caring about her anyway, they are trying to take us over dammit Garret!
Reed: You watch your mouth now! Oh and by the way, any monetary contributions for her funeral can be sent to the PNW and we will take care of getting them to the right people. Send them to Pacific Northwest Wrestling, care of Garret Long, and I will...
Long: Here comes the champion now, our WORLD’S HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!
['Tear Away' by Drowning Pool plays over the PA system]
Guitar Riffs...
[The lights dim, but blue lights scan the crowd throughout the arena, circling in random patterns. On the PNWTron the words K-E-V-I-N-C-A-G-E flash rapidly, then it flashes Kevin Cage rapidly across the screen]
I'm tearing away
Pieces are falling I can't seem to make them stay
Yooooooouuuuuuuu run away
Faster and faster you can't seem to get away
BREAK!!!!!!
[The PNWtron shows a close up of Kevin Cage, he stares menacingly into the camera with a smug look on his face. One eye discolored, the other brown in color..]
Guitar riffs...
[Kevin Cage slowly walks from behind the entrance at the top of the ramp looking down at the ground, with a white towel hanging from his hand. Kevin wears plain blue pants, with a pair of boots, and a Black t-shirt on with his logo in blood red. Blue lights highlight Kevin Cage.]
Hooooopppppe
there's a reason
For questions unanswered I just don't see everything
Yeeeeeeeessssssss I'm inside you
Tell me how does it feel to feel like this, just like I do
[Kevin slowly raises his gaze from the floor and looks up at the ring, he slowly walks his way to the ring tossing the towel over the back of his neck. Blues light illuminated the entrance ramp as bright.]
I don't care about
anyone else but me
I don't care about anyone
I don't care about anyone else but me
I don't care about anyone
[Kevin grabs the middle rope, pulling himself up onto the ring apron. He pauses before (blue ring lights flash on) slipping over the middle rope and under the top one. He walks over to the officials, tossing his pure white towel to them.]
Doooooo I really
want this?
Sometimes I scare myself I just can't let it go
Caaaaan't you believe it?
Everything happens for reasons I just don't know
[Prominent blue lights highlight the ring as Kevin walks over and stands in the middle of the ring. He lips sings with the lyrics, singing each line to each four sides of the ring while pointing to himself on the last part with his thumb.]
I don't care about
anyone else but me
I don't care about anyone
I don't care about anyone else but me
I don't care about anyone or anything
[Blue pyros erupt from each of the four corners of the ring, as Kevin raises both of his taped fists into the air frowning his face while saying.]
BUUUUUT MEEEEEEE
Guitar riffs
[Kevin crouches low with his hands on his knees facing the opposing corner and his opponent, looking at the entourage around ringside as well.]
I don't care about
anyone else but me
I don't care about anyone
I don't care about anyone else but me
I don't care about anyone or anything
[Music lightly fades away and lights finally cut on slowly.]
I don't care about
anyone else but me,
I don't care about anyone...
Long: And there is the World Wrestling Alliance’s World Heavyweight Champion!
Reed: Even I have to agree that he is OUR champion!
Long: At least we agree on something tonight...
Reed: Mark it down as probably our ONLY time as well!
Long: Yeah, I hear you on that one! Senior Referee Jeff Richards checks out the competitors for illegal objects.
Reed: He is groping Misty I think! Tell that perv, our Senior Official, to remove his hands from her!
Long: Shut up!
[Senior Referee Jeff Richards looks at Xiao and then at Cage, he then looks to the outside. He calls for the mic from the ring announcer.]
Richards: This may be a good or bad judgment call, but I am ordering the Syndicate of Evil back to the back and away from the ringside area! Failure to do so will result in a DQ for her and a loss in this championship match!
[The Syndicate is going crazy on the outside as Mr. PB jumps onto the apron, he shows a letter to Jeff Richards and Richards pulls the mic to his mouth once again.]
Richards: Only Mr. PB is allowed to remain at ringside as he has valid proof, from Mr. Awesome, that he is a certified manager of Misty Xiao. I am guessing none of the rest of you do, so get to the back or risk forfeiture of this match!
[Mr. PB signals for them to go, and many referees and officials flood the aisleway, walking the SoE to the back. Then, once Mr. PB has a seat at ringside again, he signals for the bell to begin the match.]
[Ding, ding, ding...]
Long: Both participants hear the bell and begin the match-up, they stare each other down and look at Cage...he is all smiles as he looks on a little, young Misty Xiao.
Reed: He thinks this is open and shut match, an easy match with Misty, but she did beat Ulfric!
Long: Yeah, no doubts that she is tough, but she doesn’t have the Syndicate with her now.
[Cage moves in towards Xiao and goes to lock up but she smartly rolls out of the way, avoiding his lock up and then hitting him with a dropkick to the leg. He buckles a bit, but it does not take Cage down. He just smiles and laughs at her. She runs away from him while he tries to lock up with her. He finally gets a hold of her and hooks her up for a suplex, he lifts her up and holds her for a few seconds, but she slides out and hits and armdrag out of the counter. Cage gets up and looks fiercely at her, he then comes running at her only to be hit with a drop toe hold.]
Long: She looks to be showing him that this is not going to be an easy match like he assumed.
Reed: Yeah, but think about it, can she really hit Hello Moto or a Pony Driver on HIM?
Long: You mean a Hello Kitty or a My Little Pony?
Reed: Isn’t that what I said?
Long: Ummm, no...
Reed: I thought I did...
Long: No, but Cage does not look happy at his early display against Xiao.
[Cage gets up and goes to grab Xiao, only she uses he speed and dodges the grab. He goes to hit her with a right hand and Xiao turns it right into a judo throw and using his own momentum against him. She smiles jumps around a bit as Cage gets up off of the mat, and he does not look pleased.]
Long: Xiao looks to have Cage’s number, he may have beaten Lennox and had some bloody battles, but I don’t think he has prepared well enough for Xiao.
Reed: I think she has his number, which both makes me sad and happy for the PNW.
Long: I understand the feeling.
[Cage makes a run at Xiao and she hits him with an eye gouge, as he holds his eye, she proceeds to use a STO on him, successfully taking Cage to the ground. Cage, begins seething from his lack of offense, loses his temper and kicks the ropes. Misty runs over to her corner and grins joyously down at Mr. PB, ecstatic about how well she's doing. He warns her to turn around and pay attention to the match, but it is too late. Kevin Cage charges in and catches her off-guard hitting her with a yakuza kick. He then looks down at Mr. PB and tells him to “Watch this” and then turns his attention back to Xiao.]
Long: Well, Cage looks to have finally gotten his offense on track and now he is gonna take advantage of the situation.
Reed: I thought she had a chance, at least with the hit and run tactics she was using, but now, Mr. PB might as well call the mortuary now.
Long: Truer words were never spoken, get used to these words “winner and STILL World champion.”
[Cage picks Xiao up and throws her into the turnbuckle, he then chokes her with his boot. Richards exercises his five count and Cage breaks the hold at four and a half. He then chokes her again, stopping yet again at the 4 and a half count. He pulls her off the turnbuckle and whips Misty across the ring to the corner. Cage charges in after her, but Misty boosts herself onto the top rope and flips over him, letting Cage hit the turnbuckles. As Cage turns around, Misty hits him with a spinning back fist to stun him, then grabs him by the neck and gives him a monkey flip to the middle of the ring. Misty is still holding onto Cage's head as he lands, however, and she immediately transitions into a triangle choke. Cage gasps for breath, but struggles, using his large frame, and makes it to the ropes quickly. Xiao is forced to break by Richards and she does.]
Long: Cage had the advantage and then gave it away to Xiao, who utilized her speed and agility there.
Reed: Yeah, crack job by the SoE member. She may be the World champ yet!
Long: Don’t count on it, Garret.
[Cage gets to his feet and looks at her with a smug smile, as if to say “So that is how you want to play, OK.” He then moves at her, but adapting to her style and expecting a move away he thinks ahead to where she will be, and gets his hands on her. She has an utter look of terror on her face as he locks up with her. He throws her into the ropes this time and goes for a big yakuza kick, but she ducks under and ricochets off the ropes on the opposite side, diving at him with a cross body. He catches her and hits a HUGE powerslam on her, leaving her prone in the middle of the ring. He lifts her up to the sitting position and sticks a foot in her back as he grabs her arms, wrenching her in a bow and arrow stretch hold. She cries out in pain and he wrenches back further, enjoying her screams and yelps of pain. She screams out in pain, struggling to get to the ropes as Cage has the move locked in good. Finally after a few moments, she wiggles her way enough to get to the ropes and get a leg on them. Cage holds the hold on her forcing Richards to go to his five count again. Cage finally breaks the hold at four and a half.]
Long: Cage looks like a man on a mission right now.
Reed: Well, she has embarrassed him so far by sliding out of moves and hitting him with moves of her own, he thought it was going to be an easy defense.
Long: No arguments there, he walked in tall and now he is getting a good match. He didn’t expect it or plan for it!
Reed: Embarrassment is something NO World champion will stand for!
Long: No person would stand for it, any real man shudders at the thought of being embarrassed and humbled, especially by a woman!
Reed: Yeah, Misty better hope Ulfric doesn’t come back too soon, she is gonna want some healing time before she steps in the ring with Ulfy!
[Misty is laying down, holding her back and looking out at Mr. PB, who is urging her to get up and fight Cage. Cage walks over to her and picks her up across his shoulders in an inverted fireman’s carry. He then proceeds to wrench the back even further with a torture rack.]
Long: Misty is up in that torture rack, Cage calls it the “Eternal Pain” and he is not letting up on her yet!
Reed: She is not giving in either though!
Long: Good point, she may deserve this win and this honor of being in this match more than either of us thought she did!
Reed: Mr. PB is climbing up on the apron.
[Mr. PB does indeed climb up on the apron and jaws at Richards and Cage, Xiao is flailing wild to try and work her way out. Cage loosens his grip and Misty slides out, hooking the head and arm of Cage into a stretch plum submission hold, as Mr. PB finally gets off the apron. She drops down a bit and hangs on from a kneeling position, with Cage all the way down on his back. The ref checks Cage, but he is too large and, again, his tall frame gets to the ropes. She breaks the hold immediately and begins to look for another opening on Cage.]
Long: These two are having a great match so far, back and forth, and I thought it would be all one-sided.
Reed: Cage did too! Maybe that is why he is getting beat up a bit, underestimated Misty, ya know?
Long: I think that very well could be. She needs to be looking for a pinfall victory or something, because Cage is much too large and strong to get to submit.
Reed: He can reach the ropes from almost any place in the ring...
Long: That was my point, Garret!
Reed: Well, I was emphasizing it for the lower members of our audience.
Long: And yourself, right?
Reed: Exact, wait, what?
Long: The action in the ring is getting fierce!
[Cage starts to get up as Misty looks on. She hits him with a few punches, none of them seemingly keeping him from rising to his feet. Misty hits a low kick and knocks Cage against the ropes and then batters him with kicks to the kidneys. Cage powers out, whipping Misty into the opposite ropes, and setting her up for a vicious clothesline, but Misty does a forward roll under it, and bounces off the ropes again. Cage turns around, just in time for Misty charge in, hook his head and deliver a running DDT. With Cage down, Misty charges into the ropes again and executes a lionsault, landing squarely on Cage for the pin. Richards slides in for the count.]
[One...]
[Two...]
[Kick out!]
Long: She executed those moves to perfection, but the World champion refuses to lay down. He kicks out with authority!
Reed: He looks madder than even, but she did nail a nice combination, enough for a two-count anyway.
Long: And that was our first pinfall attempt of the contest, if I am not mistaken, but will surely not be our last!
[Cage gets back to his feet as Misty does the same. She runs at him again, hoping for another running DDT, but he catches her and hits a fall away slam. She rolls to the ropes and barely stays in the ring. He lifts her up to her feet and steps to the side, hooking her in a gutwrench, then lift her up and brings her down in a vicious powerbomb. He covers her for the count as Richards drops down to make it.]
[One...]
[Two...]
[Thr...Kick out!]
Long: Wow! How she kicked out, we will all never know, but she did!
Reed: That was a brutal powerbomb!
Long: Yeah, her body has to be battered and nearly broken by this mastodon, Kevin Cage!
Reed: Most men can’t even stand up to this kind of punishment!
Long: She may just have what it takes, no scratch that, she DOES have what it takes to be WWA World Heavyweight champion!
Reed: I don’t know, Cage is pretty mad about this match going so long already!
Long: I don’t envy that young lady!
[Cage picks her up again and clotheslines her back down. He then lifts her up again and hooks her in a position to hit another fall away slam, but instead he drops her side against his knee as he drops down with the rib breaker. He hangs on and lifts her up again, before dropping her again with another rib breaker and yet still hangs on. He lifts her up again for another one and drops her across his knee again, this time letting her go and fall to the ground. He covers her again.]
[One...]
[Two...]
[Thre..No!]
Long: She was close enough and got her foot on the rope, that may have saved her for now...
Reed: And in a smart move by Misty, saved her strength!
Long: A good point, Garret.
Reed: I am full of them, George-O!
Long: You are full of something, but points may not be what I am thinking of...
Reed: Hey, wait just a minute now!
[Getting frustrated, Cage risks being disqualified and gets a chair from the outside. He enters the ring, where Misty is recovering from the rib breakers, and shoulders past the referee. Misty, seeing the chair, panics and slips out of the ring, and begins running away from Cage. Cage chases Misty around the ring until she slips back in. As Cage climbs into the ring with the chair in his hands, Misty soccer-kicks the chair, making it fly up into his face. Cage is briefly stunned and leaning with his back against the ropes. Misty climbs up, scissors his head, and locks him in the hanging figure-four necklock. Richards is standing there, calling for her to break it, but she waits and allows him to execute a five-count. He does and she break it just before he counts to five. He slumps to the mat and she slides down on the apron, both of them lay there while the ref now executes a ten-count.]
[One...]
[Two...]
Long: It can’t end like this, she has worked too hard to lose it on a ten-count!
[Three...]
[Four...]
Reed: And even though Cage would retain, you know he would hate to do it this way!
[Five...]
[Six...]
[They both start to stir and Richards drops the count, allowing both of them to continue getting to their feet so that the match doesn’t end on a ten-count.]
[Cage gets to his feet and so does Xiao, she gets up quicker than him and moves towards him, spinning and nailing him in the gut with a spinning back fist. While bent over Misty hits Cage with a stunner.]
Reed: There’s the Hello Moto
Long: Hello Kitty, oh nevermind, it isn’t even worth arguing over with you anymore!
[Xiao covers the downed Cage as Richards slides in for the count.]
[One...]
[Two...]
[Thr...Kick out!]
Long: He kicked out! He kicked out! He kicked out!
Reed: You remind me of someone when you say it like that, but I can’t place my finger on it...
Long: My gawd!
Reed: Cage is getting to his feet after all that!
[Cage gets to his feet and Xiao gets back up to hers, both competitors are obviously exhausted and having a hard time standing up. Cage grabs Xiao and launches her into the ropes, as she bounces off and comes back at him. As she flies back towards him, he catches her and tosses her up in the air before bringing her back done hard with a diamond cutter! Instead of covering her, he climbs to the top rope, he then leaps off and nails a picture perfect elbow drop. He covers her and the ref counts.]
[One...]
[Two...]
[Three...no!]
Long: She kicked out right before his hand slapped the mat, Cage looks crazy about not getting the pinfall.
Reed: He is lifting her to her feet and looks to be positioning her for a Jackknife powerbomb.
[Cage lifts her up and hits a brutal Jackknife powerbomb on Xiao, he goes for the cover and Richards makes the count.]
[One...]
[Two...]
[Three!]
Long: Cage retains! Cage retains! Cage retains!
Reed: He certainly has, after a long, hard fought battle with the Syndicate’s Misty Xiao!
Announcer: The winner and STILL the WORLD WRESTLING ALLIANCE HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WOOORRRLLLDDDD.....KEVIN CAAAGGGEEEEE!!!!!
Long: That was one of the greatest matches in PNW history, without a doubt!
Reed: Maybe we agree on two things tonight, because that was one of the greatest matches I have ever seen here, maybe even the best!
Long: Here come the SoE troops though, out from behind the curtain, not even security can contain them! AND HERE THEY COME INTO THE RING! All of them spilling into the ring at once and going after Kevin Cage! This grueling match has just ended -- there's no way he can defend himself against these maniacs!!
Reed: Well, that's the point, isn't it?
[Fatigued as he is, Cage thrashes out in a vain attempt to stop the crush of attackers. However, numbers are against him -- and soon he's pulled to the canvas by Skipper and Ash while Maverick, Smith and Xiao take turns stomping him and dropping legs across his head. After several moments of this, Kevin Cage can barely struggle anymore.]
Reed: My god, Long! No respect shown for Kevin Cage by these rogues!
Long: Cage is not exactly Mr. Popularity in the WWA, but not even HE deserves this kind of treatment! The Syndicate of EVIL has already laid waste to Wolf, Blade, Shadow Ninja, Ulfric, and even President Jeff Fox on two occasions... And it looks like they're planning to add one Kevin Cage to their list!
Reed: If you think this is bad, don't look now...
[With Cage subdued, Maverick and Ash haul the WWA World champion to one side of the ring and trap his arms in the ropes. Skipper retrieves his briefcase from ringside and re-enters the ring; he fastidiously dusts off the top of the case, clicks the lock, and holds it open. Mr. PB pulls a pair of rubber gloves out of his pocket and pulls them on one at a time, tantalizingly, consciously letting the horrific anticipation build.]
Long: Oh man... we've seen this before!
[PB reaches into the case -- and draws out a big, wet trout.]
Long: AND HERE COMES THE TROUT AGAIN! KEVIN CAGE IS ABOUT TO GET A BIG, WET TASTE!
Reed: SOMEONE STOP THIS!
[Trout in hand, Mr. PB takes his position in front of the groggy heavyweight. He winds up, and--]
Long: ...Misty STOPPED HIM! Has she just had a pang of conscience? Has she gained some respect for Kevin Cage after this INTENSE match-up?
[Misty Xiao whispers something in PB's... paper bag. PB nods -- and hands the trout over to Misty. She steps up to Cage and rolls her shoulders like a baseball player before getting into a batting stance.]
Long: OH MY GOD! NOW IT'S MISTY WINDING UP WITH THE TROUT!
Reed: SHE WOULDN'T! SHE--
[SPLAT!!]
Long: Kevin Cage has JUST BEEN TROUT-SLAPPED by "The Red Angel" Misty Xiao!
Reed: Oh, he'll NEVER live this down! NEVER!
[Gagging and sputtering, Kevin Cage hangs limp in the ropes, his face smeared with fish scales and brine. Misty drops the used trout back in Skipper's briefcase, then turns to Cage and wipes off her slimy hands on his chest.]
Long: It was a hell of a match, Reed... but it seems you can ALWAYS count on the Syndicate of EVIL to spoil the mood! This is horrible! For the PNW, it’s wrestlers, and my broadcast partner, Garret Reed, I am George Long saying good night to the fans of the PNW and thanks for joining us again for another PNW Pay Per View. See you on Saturday, October 20th for Sunday Night Showdown!
[Misty looks sad
to have not won the title and is obviously disappointed, despite
appearing happy to have trout-slapped the WWA World Champion. Awesome
comes out from behind the curtain and shows his approval by clapping and
laughing as some of the SoE try to console Misty and other continue
laughing at Kevin Cage. They look up at Awesome and he is shown smiling
as the screen fades to a black screen with the PNW logo and “The Proving
Grounds of the WWA” written below it before fading out.]
Credits
Wizard vs. Valley – Mikko
Tag Match, Greer vs. Lockhart, Battle Royal – Jeff Fox
Cruiserweight Match, WWA Title Match – Sean Awesome