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Sunday Night Showdown

{We open up to the beginning of a video clip. It starts out with the PNW logo followed by “The Proving Grounds” it fades into presents then into Sunday Night Showdown Logo. By this time the lyrics kick in.}

#I look at you, then you, me
Hungry and thirsty are we
Holding the lion's share, holding the key
Holding me back 'cause I'm striving to be

Better than you
Better than you#

{Highlights start to roll. We flash to the footage of Lockhart driving Terror to the mat with a backdrop driver. Then a flash of terror locked in the Lockhart Lock. We then flash to a shot of “Superstar” Tim Johnson taking Lockhart hard into the mat with the Judgment Slam. We flash to Scorn hitting the Drop on Wolf. Flash into Mike Sloan nailing Ryan Corey with the Scorned, then into him doing the same thing to Jeff Fox.}

#Lock horns, I push and I strive
Somehow I feel more alive
Bury the need for it, bury the seed
Bury me deep when there's no will to be

Better than you
Better than you #

{We see footage of Wolf putting away Rune Archer and Scorn with the pin Over Jake Devins. We see Final Judgment winning the tag titles and Lockhart winning the PNW Oregon State Title. We then have the Final Shot of Ulfric holding the title high into the air.}

Long: Hello fans and welcome back to PNW action live from Portland, Oregon.

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Reed: The peons are ecstatic.

Long: I’m George Long and this here is Garret Reed.

Reed: Your hero. And best damn lov…

Long: Family Show.

Reed: Right.

Long: Well when we last left PNW it was in a state of disruption as Sean Awesome announced his purchase of a portion of PNW.

Reed: Yeah, but long time owner Jeff Fox came out and dropped a bombshell as he revealed he re-bought the largest portion.

#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#

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Reed: Fox is back!

Long: And the crowds loving it!

#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 dark red polyester suit and his trademark grin. He is holding a briefcase in his right 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 gets in the ring after grabbing a mic from the ring attendant. He has his smile plastered all over his face as the crowd is going nuts.}

Fox: It’s been a long time…

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

{Fox nods his head.}

Fox: Thank you, thank you. It’s been a long time since I’ve been cheered. Most of the time I get booed. Most of the time fans hate me. Most of the time they are right.

{He nods his head again.}

Fox: I’ve been known to run feds to the ground, suction off every last cent before I close the place, raping the fans of their hard earned money. Despite what you brainless morons think, I’m still doing it.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Fox: (Laughing.) What did you think I was going to give Sean Awesome the pleasure? Hardly. You see I have just recently signed an addition to the PNW roster that will blow the minds of all you fans.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Fox: I’ve signed Brian Steele.

{Fox smiles.}

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Fox: We all know him. We all know his reputation. What you don’t know is that he works for me. He is my tool, my peon, my answer to all those PNW fools who think they stand a chance within my regime.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Fox: And now…

{Sean Awesome’s music hits and he walks from the back with a cocky grin. He holds a mic in his hand and nods his head.}

Reed: Awesome! He can’t!

Long: He is defiantly violating the no talking during a Fox speech rule.

Awesome: You know Fox… You are really very narrow sighted. You see the problem here is that you have no chance in hell of taking me an my men down. Fact is you don’t even know who works for me. You have the Trinity.

{Awesome laughs.}

Awesome: Well I have three people who would make them look like little children.

Fox: Really?

Awesome: Oh yeah.

Reed: This is a pissing contest.

Long: Family Show.

Fox: And who might they be?

Awesome: They would be…

Reed: Uhm…

Awesome: Not your concern right now. Wait till, next week.

Fox: I demand…

Awesome: You don’t demand s---!

Reed: Where’s your family show thing now?

Long: Shut up.

{Fox and Awesome stare at each other.}

THWACK!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Reed: Wow! Brain Steele just decked Awesome with a steal chair. Christ.

Long: Fox is giddy in the ring. Steele doesn’t look too happy.

Reed: If you pissed off Sean Awesome you wouldn’t be too happy.

Fox: Hey Sean take a seat.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Fox: Oh and next week, I’m bringing back the PNW Cruiserweight Championship, and I’m giving Wolf a shot. What do you have to say about that?

{Fox waits a second.}

Fox: Just what I thought, nothing.

Reed: Fox is maniacal.

Long: Yes he is.

Reed: Got to love it.

Long: Anyway we need to take a break.

Commercials

Reed: And we are back and ready for our next match.

Long: Yeah, Wolf verse Mike Smith.

(The arena goes dark and then “Voices” by Disturbed plays. The opening plays with the arena still dark. Right when the opening hits the high spot the lights come on and at the top of the ramp is Mike Smith. The words begin to play as Mike walks to the ring. Mike has on a signature shirt of his own creation. It reads: “Mike Smith: The Next Great One”)

Wake up, are you alive
Will you listen to me
I'm gonna talk about some freaky sh*t now
Someone is gonna die
When you listen to me
Let the living die, Let the living die
(say)

(Announcer: On the way to the ring. Weighing in at 250 lbs; from Battle Creek, Michigan.)

What's up, I wonder why
Do you listen to me
I'm gonna make you do some freaky sh*t now
Insane, you're gonna die
When you listen to me
Let the living die, Let the living die
(say)

(Announcer: Mike Smith!)

(The song keeps playing and starts to fade as Mike gets in the ring. He gets in the ring and takes off his shirt and throws out of the ring and then he just waits for his opponent. 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.)

Long: Well here comes the new kid. He had his work cut out for him at Summer Games two weeks ago and while he didn’t make it out of the first round, he was on the winning team at least.

Reed: Yeah, he even lost in the battle royal, but the kid looks OK I guess. Of course having Ulfric, Lockhart, and Scorn on your team will make any team look good...and make a winning team!

Long: Good point, Reed. Those three carried the team and Ulfric was the real winner at Summer Games, but at least Smith wasn’t the first eliminated from the contest.

Reed: Yeah, but he might as well have been, and don’t forget George that Lockhart was a big help too. He just can’t seem to beat Ryan Corey, but then again, few seem to be able to consistently.

Long: You seem like you have been doing your homework, Garret.

Reed: I am a PNW announcer after all! Glad to see you haven’t started being biased yet this evening though.

Long: I would love to sit here and hear your gabbing all night, but fortunately the next competitor is on his way. And Smith has a BIG time competitor for his debut match in the PNW, he’s a former WWA Cruiserweight Champion afterall. Here comes Wolf!

Liberate your mind
You mother******, you're so narrow-minded
So narrow-minded
So liberate your mind
Now mother******, will you liberate your mind
Hey! Hey!

Liberate your mind
You mother******, you're so narrow-minded
So narrow-minded
So liberate your mind
Now mother******, will you liberate your mind
This time

(Wolf enters the ring between the 2nd and 3rd ropes.)

Bold mother******
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 mother******
Don't you limit your mind

(Wolf walks over to the ropes opposite the entrance and stares at the audience.)

Now bold mother******
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 mother******
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 then fades out as Wolf just stares across the ring at Mike Smith.)

Long: Well, both competitors have made their entrances and the referee is checking to make sure they are ready. He quickly checks them and this match is a go!

[Ding, ding, ding...]

(Both competitors circle each other, moving along the edges of the ring, sizing up each other. Smith dares to make the first move by charging in towards Wolf.)

Long: Well, Smith moves in first after the “feeling out process” between the two competitors. He goes for a spear on Wolf, but Wolf has apparently scouted him well. He hits him with a forearm to the face.

Reed: Yeah, Smith isn’t as smart as he thinks he is, I guess. Of course Wolf isn’t very smart either, it’s like the dumb leading the dumb around here anymore. The only brains I have seen here recently is Sean Awesome!

Long: Well, Awesome thinks he is smart at least, but I think Fox has outsmarted even Awesome, as the boss is back in town tonight!

Reed: Well, say what you will, you suck-up! I still think Awesome is the greatest promoter we have had here in the PNW and maybe the only smart thing Wolf ever did in this company was give it over to Awesome.

(Wolf has Smith down on the ground and is punching away, gaining the upper hand on his opponent. Wolf gets off Smith and allows Smith gets to his feet, only to jump up on his shoulders and roll through for a victory roll. Smith kicks out almost immediately.)

Long: A nice victory roll for Wolf, but Smith kicks out immediately. Only a 30-pound difference, but you have to wonder if that is enough to make moves like a victory roll or a roll-up or a schoolboy effective for Wolf.

Reed: Yeah, I don’t think it is good strategy on Wolf’s part. He would finish off Smith with something like that. Heck, he couldn’t even finish off a girl with something like that. **cough, cough** Wendy Briese **cough, cough**...

Long: Well, I don’t think even YOU should go there. Briese is a great competitor and a loss to her is nothing to be ashamed of.

Reed: Yeah, if you are one of the WhirlyBirdz or from somewhere other than the PNW. But then again, I think I would probably lay down for her too!

Long: Oh stop! That’s uncalled for, this a family show, remember?

Reed: Oh yeah...(to himself) family show, family show...

Long: Anyway, some good action continuing in the ring right now as Smith rolls to the outside after that victory roll to clear his head.

(Smith indeed rolls to the outside and shakes his head as if to shake the cobwebs out. Wolf sees an opportunity and goes to the top to hit Smith on the outside. He goes for a double axe handle and Smith, seeing him, moves out of the way and slams Wolf into the outside guardrail. The referee starts his count as Mike Smith picks up Wolf and drops Wolf’s face across his knee. He picks up Wolf again and goes for an Oklahoma Slam on the outside, using the ring post. He hits it and then rolls back in to stop the referee’s count. After rolling back out he then pulls Wolf to his feet again and positions him for an Evenflow DDT, Wolf then reverses it into a Northern Lights suplex. They are both laid out on the ring floor as the ref counts again.)

[One...]

Long: These big moves on the outside seem to have taken it out of these young men, I think Wolf’s experience will play a big part in this match though and he is going to get the win. I mean, that last move was a good example of that.

[...two...]

Reed: Well, I think that Smith could win this one, he seems hungry and embarrassed by his performance at Summer Games 4. Where was Wolf and his experience at Summer Games 4 again?

[...three...]

Long: Wolf was sitting ringside after a heart-breaking loss to Wendy Briese some time before Summer Games and anyway WWA champions were not eligible for Summer Games competition, remember?

[...four...]

Reed: I remember, just keeping you straight, and try and keep this commentating unbiased, would you?

(They both start to stir again and make attempts at getting up, with Wolf falling back down and Smith using the guardrail to lift himself back up.)

[...five...]

Long: I am always unbiased, I try and commentate on what I see, not what I THINK I see!

[...six...]

(Smith gets to his feet and rolls back into the ring, breaking the count. He then rolls back outside and picks up Wolf, he rolls him underneath the bottom rope and crawls back in himself. He goes for a pinfall, and the referee counts.)

[One...] 



[...two..]



[Kick out!]

Long: Wolf kicking out at two and a half! That was close and the veteran looks to be getting a whoopin’ from the young superstar. He is breaking down a WWA champion here Garret...

Reed: I know, and I’ve been telling you tonight that he could beat him but you wanted to bring up Wolf’s experience!

Long: Shut up, I was being unbiased, try it sometime! Wolf is more experienced, THAT is fact!

Reed: Yeah, well so is Mike Smith being hungry to do some damage tonight and wanting to pull out a win. Dismissing his losing stigma from Summer Games...

Long: He was eliminated so fast, I don’t think he has to worry about people forgetting his Summer Games performance.

Reed: There you go again, at least try and be nice to him, OK?

Long: Whatever...more action in the ring now as both men are on their feet.

(After kicking out, Wolf slowly gets to his feet as Smith just lets him get up. Wolf finally makes it to his feet and Smith grabs him, tossing him towards the ropes on the opposite side of the ring. Wolf hits the ropes and comes flying back at Smith. Smith looks to hit a big boot, but Wolf slides under and turns Smith into swinging spike DDT. Wolf quickly gets to his feet as Smith lays on the mat. He pulls Mike Smith to his knees and goes for a Shining Wizard, Smith however ducks the knee shot and then stands up as Wolf turns himself back around from his missed shot. Mike Smith uses the opportunity of Wolf turning himself, to position him right into a spinebuster. Smith is now quickly to his feet and pulls Wolf up for a Pumphandle Slam. He hits the Pumphandle Slam and again goes for a cover as the ref gets into position for the count.)

[One...]



[...two...]



[...threeee, no! Kick out!]

Long: Kickout by the former WWA Cruiserweight champ and this match has been a very good one surprisingly! I didn’t know Smith was this good...

Reed: Yeah, well I don’t want to say I told you so, but...

Long: Yes you do! You know you do want to say it...so go ahead!

Reed: Well then, I told you so!

Long: Glad you got that out of your system?

Reed: Well yes, actua...

Long: (interrupting) Wolf is starting to stir and I think Smith is wondering what he has to do to keep him down!

Reed: Try a chair shot, Mike!

Long: That’s a good way to get yourself DQed, but at least he would stay down, right?

Reed: Exactly!

(Smith, now on the opposite side of the ring, is running his hands through his hair and scratching his head as Wolf gets up using the ropes. It is obvious that he is starting to think that maybe he can’t keep Wolf down. Wolf climbs the ropes and finally stands up. Smith runs at him looking for a big boot shot and Wolf ducks it again running towards the opposite side of the ring and flips over the top rope to the ring apron. He turns himself around and flips back over the top rope again hitting a running Smith with a somersault flip into a clothesline just as Smith hits Wolf with a clothesline. Both men are down on the ground as the ref starts to count again.)

[One...]

Long: Wolf hits the Fallen Angel on Smith, but Smith has a clothesline of his own for Wolf and both men are down!

[...two...]

[...three...]

[...four...]

[...five...]

[...six...]

(Both men start to roll on the ground as the ref continues but Wolf seems to be using the ropes again to get to his feet.)

[...seven...]

[...eight...]

(Wolf gets up with the help of the ropes and is almost to the top and to his feet.)

[...nine...]

(Wolf finally gets to his feet and stops the referee’s count. He pulls Smith up, who is still obviously out of it, and hits him with a spinning brainbuster suplex.)

Long: That is the Texas Twister, a.k.a. the Double T, and he looks to be trying to finish off Smith now. He should pin him here, but he is picking him up? I don’t understand this strategy!

(Wolf picks up Smith again, and puts his head between his legs. He lifts him up, and with Smith’s legs in the air, he hits him with one piledriver before picking him up again and hitting him with another. He then picks him up for a third time, but instead flips him up into a powerbomb position. He then spins around and hits a sit-out powerbomb, he holds for the count.)

[One...]

Long: He calls that the 3rd Degree! That could be the end for the young, Alex Renge protégé!

[...two...]



[...thre, no! Kick out!]

Long: He kicked out of that one, but he is worn down, you can tell.

Reed: He is playing possum; you know it and so do I!

Long: I don’t think so Garret!

(Wolf is apparently frustrated now, complaining to the ref about a slow count, while Mike Smith has some time to recuperate on the mat.)

Long: You shouldn’t give a guy like Smith, who has proven to be a problem for Wolf in this match, so much time.

Reed: For once, you and I agree!

Long: Write THAT down folks!

(Wolf stops jawing at the ref and goes to pick up Smith now. He picks up Mike Smith and hooks him for a Fisherman’s Suplex. He hoists up Smith and puts him down with authority with a body slam piledriver through his legs. Smith is not laid out on the mat and Wolf stands up.)

Long: What a hellacious move! That certainly dimmed the lights on Smith, he has got to be out right now, but Wolf isn’t going for the cover...he is soaking in the glory of the fans after that move, pin the man Wolf! That is how you earn your pay here in “The Proving Grounds!”

Reed: What a punk! He is not getting the pin on this one, I guarantee it, he is wasting too much time!

Long: We agree again, that is two for those keeping track at home...

(Wolf stops posing for the fans and climbs to the top rope. He waits for Smith to get up and seems to have this all in hand, he was definitely planning on this move. Smith stirs and slowly climbs to his feet. Once on his feet, Wolf leaps off and jumps for a hurracanrana, but instead of driving Smith’s head out of the hurracanrana, he hooks it into a spinning DDT.)

Long: There is the Wolf’s Fury, maybe that taunting was part of Wolf’s plan, or so it would seem. He wanted Mike Smith to get back on his feet!

Reed: I think he just turned a mistake into a lucky move!

Long: No matter what you think, he did just hit a VERY high impact move on Smith!

(Wolf rolls over and goes for the cover. The ref starts his count.)

[One...]



[...two...]



[...Kickout!]

Long: Not even a two and a half count, that is impressive! Mike Smith is REALLY pulling out all the stops tonight to try and impress after his dismal performance at Summer Games!

Reed: I told you he was a good competitor though!

(Wolf is seemingly frustrated again and doesn’t know what to do to keep Smith down. With Smith laying on the ground, Wolf goes up top again, this time looking for the finishing touch on the match. He sets himself up on the top and waits for Smith to get up, Smith starts to make his way to his feet and starts to turn towards a now standing Wolf on the top rope.)

Long: Wolf up top, I think he may be looking to finish this all off right now.

Reed: Good observation, Genius!

Long: Shut up, Garret!

(Smith is now up and he finally turns and faces Wolf who jumps off the top rope and hits a somersault into a neckbreaker.)

Long: That’s gotta be it, he hits the Wolf Bite!

Reed: No, Smith has fought through too much!

(Wolf covers Smith and the referee slides into position to make the count.)

[One...]

Long: I think that will be it!

[...two...]

Reed: No, it can’t be...kick out! Kick out! He just kicked out, I swear!

 

[...THREE!]

[Ding, ding, ding!]

Long: Wolf has done it, he put away Mike Smith tonight on Sunday Night Showdown!

Reed: I still think I saw a kick out by Smith!

Long: Well, regardless of what you saw, the ref was in position and made the three-count and is awarding the match to Wolf!

Reed: Well, you have seen the officiating these days, it is no good! I think Smith should protest this match!

Long: Wolf won it fair and square, although Smith put up a heckuva fight tonight! I am expecting big things from this kid sooner rather than later! And anyway, there are no protest over contest finishes, so just shut up!

Announcer: The winner of this contest tonight is...Woolllfff!!!

Long: The crowd is cheering for both of these men’s efforts!

Crowd: P-N-dub...P-N-dub!

(The crowd then starts cheering for both men as Wolf climbs the ring post and raises his arms and Smith staggers to get to his feet. He starts climbing the ropes, trying to make it to his feet, but he is unaware of what is going on behind him.)

Long: Wait a minute what’s going on at ringside? It looks like...yes…Mike Valley's hopped the barricade and has entered the ring.

Reed: What the hell's going on?

(Valley waits behind the unsuspecting Smith. As soon as Smith turns around, he is lifted onto Valley’s shoulders before hitting the mat hard after a Death Valley Driver.)

Long: Look at that!

Reed: What the hell’s going on in there?!

(Wolf looks down at the prone Smith and motions to Valley to move him into position. Valley pulls Smith into the center of the ring as Wolf climbs to the top turnbuckle. In one swift motion flips backwards off the top rope doing a 360°/180° flip.)

Long: Oh My God!

Reed: It’s The Full Moon! Wolf hit him with the Full Moon!

Long: This is horrible, what the hell just happened?

(Liberate by Disturbed hits. Wolf walks over to the far rope and grabs a couple microphones.)

Wolf: Cut the music!

(The music stops.)

Wolf: Now many of you are probably wondering what the hell just went on. Well let me introduce you to my new partner, Mike Valley!

(There is a mixed reaction from the crowd.)

Valley: Let me just say, it is good to be back. And to all those in the back, I hope you get the message!

Wolf: I think they did. When you are against one of us, you are against both of us for we are...

Valley: Mass Destruction!

(The two of them go to the ropes and taunt as Harvester by Metallica kicks in. They finally leave the ring and head to the back.)

Long: Wow!

Reed: Yeah, what a match.

Long: No I was talking about the teaming of Valley and Wolf, Is Valley on Fox’s side.

Reed: Is Wolf?

Long: Let’s take a break.

Commercials

Long: We are back and ready for the Oregon State title match.

Reed: Oh yeah

And I wonder day to day

I don't like you anyway

I don't need your sh** today

You pathetic in your own way

I feel for you

better f***in' go away

I will behave

Better f***ing go away.

I'm doing the best I ever did

I'm doing the best that I can

I'm doing the best I ever did

***Wrec begins to walk down to the ring with the same cocky look on his face as Tiffany walks down two steps behind him.***

I don't need to fantasize

You are my pets all the time

I don't mind if you go blind

You get what you get

Until you're through with my life

**Wrec slides into the ring and walks over to the turnbuckle as Tiffany walks around the outside of the ring cheer on Wrec.**

I feel for you

better fuckin' go away

I will behave

Better fucking go away.

I'm doing the best I ever did

I'm doing the best that I can

I'm doing the best I ever did

I'm doing the best that I can

** Wrec stretches out his arms into a under hook flex, then points both of his thumbs towards himself in a cocky manner in spite of the crowd booing him.**

Long: The WWA, PNW, and BWA tag team champ isn’t getting much respect these days.

Reed: I don’t know why, he’s one of the best in the biz, and he’s a Champion Killer.

Long: That could bode ill for Lockhart.

(Lockhart stands backstage after Wrec makes his entrance; Seamus Quinn comes up to him before he goes to walk through the curtain. He wants a few words with the champion before he puts the gold on the line. Lockhart happily obliges the interviewer and gives him and interview.)

Quinn: “Well Lockhart, the time for talk has ended, the match for your title is now and you have to face your partner in just moments. Any comments?”

Lockhart: “Well, I love this belt and I am gonna go out there and do what I have to do to retain it. No holding back from me and I would expect no less from him, we are partners tomorrow, but enemies in that ring today! I expect a good, clean match out of him and a good, solid all-star performance. This will be totally worthy of a ‘PNW: Best Of’ compilation I am sure...that being said, no hard feelings between us, whether I win or lose tonight, we are partners tomorrow and there is no changing that! This man is like a brother to me and we are gonna destroy people for the glory of the PNW in that BWA PPV. All I ask, is a re-match from him soon if I do lose this gold.”

(Lockhart points to his waist and then looks back at Quinn.)

Lockhart: “You were right, the time for talking is over, now it is me and Wrec going to see who is truly the best in that ring tonight. It is obvious we are the best competitors on the card, but who will be better tonight, only time will tell. I just want to say that I am not gonna give this up easily and that I love you Crystal, who is out there watching this right now. This is not gonna be easy, but beating legends never is! Just remember wrestlers of the PNW, you may beat me - but you’ll never defeat me! Catch me after matches Quinn for more comments.”

(Lockhart hands the mike back to Quinn and then, “Headstrong” by Trapt hits and he makes his way through the curtain and out to his match.)

("Trapt" by Headstrong begins to play over the PA. Red, white, and blue laser lights piece the arena, moving over the crowd [video plays, if there is a screen set up 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 and proudly displaying his PNW Oregon State Championship around his waist. 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 as pyrotechnics go off behind him in colors of green, yellow, and silver.)

#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

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: “And YOUR PNW Oregon State Champion....‘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 stares across the ring at his opponent in the ring, before taking off his belt, kissing it and then handing it to the referee in charge of the contest.)

Ding. Ding. Ding.

Long: Well Ty Davis just started this match.

Reed: Wrec and Jason circle.

{They lock up; Hannibal comes behind with a rear waist lock. Wrec takes Lockhart over with a take down and goes for a headlock. Lockhart spins out underneath him going for an Fujiwara. Wrec grabs the ropes. Lockhart backs off.}

Long: Clean wrestling there.

{Wrec and Lockhart lock up. Jason nails a knee to the gut of Wrec and takes Wrec over with a  gut wrench.}

Long: Jason with the gut wrench, quick takedown and Lockhart’s not allowing Wrec to rest here.

{Jason locks on a side headlock and uses leverage to crank on Wreck. Wrec counters with a head scissors breaking the hold and bringing Lockhart to the mat. Lockhart slides under the ropes.}

Reed: Lockhart sliding back into the ring.

Long: Wrec has a huge smile on his face; he’s nodding at Lockhart now.

Reed: They lock up.

Long: Wrec comes behind Lockhart and plasters him into the mat with a  huge German release suplex.

Reed: Wrec hops over the ropes.

Long: Springboard leg drop…. Misses!

Reed: Lockhart with a headlock, he pulls Wrec up and spins him into a snap mare.

Long: Lockhart follows with a waist lock as Wrec’s bent over on the mat.

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Reed: Wicked German!



Davis: One!



Davis: Two!


Long: Wrec with his shoulder up. That was an impressive bridging pin from that German. Wrec was sitting on the mat and Lockhart brought him over with tremendous force.

Reed: Lockhart waiting on Wrec.

Long: Irish whip, Wrec goes into the ropes and Lockhart goes for the back body, but telegraphs and Wrec stops short.

RAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Reed: Gut wrench sit out powerbomb from Wrec.



Davis: One!



Davis: Two!

Reed: Wrec is on the top rope. He’s waiting on Lockhart!

RAAAAAAAAAH!

Long: Flying Cross Body!



Davis: One!



Davis: Two!

Reed: Wrec with the kick out!

Long: Lockhart rolled through that pinning attempt and turned the tables on Wrec there.

Reed: Lockhart and Wrec lock up.

Long: Shin breaker from Jason. Single leg lock.

Reed: Wrec isn’t to far from the ropes and grabs them with no problem.

Long: Little damage.

{Wrec gets up and Jason takes him down with a dragon screw. Jason follows with a quick knee drop to the knee of Wrec Hannibal.}

Reed: Jason is softening Wrec up.

Long: Trying to keep Wrec from the top rope most likely.

Reed: Lockhart pulls Hannibal up and takes him down with a jumping pile driver…. Ouch!



Davis: One!



Davis: Two!

Long: Wrec barely kicks out of that one.

(Lockhart applies the LockHart Lock I on Wrec, looking for the submission win, but seeing that Wrec is only taking the pain and the look of horror on Tiffany Chaos’s face, he lets go.)

Long: What is he doing? I know that man will be his partner tomorrow, but today they are opponents, he said so himself. And that may be an error on this young champion’s part, you never release a submission hold until the guy gets to the ropes and the ref tells you to break it or until the guy has tapped out to it...

Reed: Or until you break whatever you are holding onto off...

Long: Yeah, I think then you would almost have to loosen the hold, Garrett.

Reed: Who said you could call me by my first name?

Long: Shut up and call the match Reed!

Reed: That could come back to hurt him.

Long: Lockhart is pulling Wrec up; he is looking for a powerbomb!

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Reed: Victory Roll!



Davis: One!



Davis: Two!



Reed: Kick out!

Long: Wrec is up and grabbing a breather in the corner. Lockhart is shaking the cobwebs out of his head. He thought he had Wrec for sure, but Wrec just turned the tables on him.

Reed: He sure did.

SMACK

Long: Lariat from Wrec nearly takes the head off of Jason.

Reed: Wrec is going to the top!



RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Long: Broke The Silence! Broke The Silence!



Davis: One:

Reed: this match is over.



Davis: Two.

Reed: Guaranteed!



RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Long: He kicked out! He kicked out!

Reed: Amazing!

Long: Wrec is shaking his head. He pulls Lockhart up. He is looking for a powerbomb!

TWACK

Reed: Massive powerbomb from Hannibal.

Long: Hannibal is going to the top. He’s looking to end this!




RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!



Long: He missed the Hell From Above!

Reed: He took too long!

Long: Jason pulls Wrec up, spinning backdrop…

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Reed: Into an Uranage!

Long: Dangerous Driver Drop!



Davis: One!



Davis: Two!



Reed: He kicked out! He kicked out!

Long: The 3-D wasn’t even enough to put Wrec away. Lockhart is in shock.

Reed: He pulls Wreck up slowly, reverse fireman’s carry.

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Long: Spinning into Reverse DDT!

Reed: The Olympic Dreams!



Davis: One!



Davis: Two!



Holy Shit! Holy Shot!

Long: Wrec kicked out!

Reed: Jason is in shock. His partner has taken everything and is still kicking.

Long: He should have never released the Locked Hart.

Reed: Could have cost him the match.

Long: He’s setting Wrec up for another Olympic Dream.

Reed: Tiffany is concerned. Lockhart turns he’s about to end this match.



RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!



Davis: One!



Davis: Two!



Davis: Three!



Long: Wrec did it? He countered into a small package and got Lockhart.

Reed: Lockhart didn’t even suspect it. That one-second pause to look at Tiffany gave Wrec the chance he needed.

Long: I think he lived up to his epithet of Champion killer.

{Ty Davis hands Wrec the belt. Wrec looks across the ring at Lockhart and smiles. He walks over and they shake each other’s hands. Lockhart holds Wrec’s hand in the air to a thunderous pop. Wrec then holds the title above his head.}

"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 jeans sagged a little bit and a button down silk South Pole shirt. He has a North Carolina hat on, cocked to the right. He walks smoothly down the aisle before looking around the capacity crowd. Bryan walks around the ring a few times, starring in at Wrec Hanniabl, and Jason Lockhart.]

**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**

[Finally "The Wizard" Bryan Smith gets the microphone and he begins to talk.]

The Wizard: Hannibal! I don’t see how you can sit there, and call yourself a champion. Because in my eyes, you are just holding onto that belt until I felt like coming to get it back, you should know that I am the former Oregon State champion. Well I should say former, because I never lost the belt. So I’m pretty much trying to say, I WANT IT BACK!

[Quick pause, as Bryan grabs a chair and folds it up.]

The Wizard: Lockhart, get that look off of your face, you don’t matter anymore. So Hannibal, you have just a few seconds to give me that belt back, or I’m going to get into that ring, and show you why you would want to give me my belt back.

[Hannibal singles for Wizard to step into the ring.]

The Wizard: Wrec, you just buried yourself.

[Bryan drops the microphone, and slides into the ring with the chair. He swings and nails Lockhart in the head, he then swings the chair like its a baseball bat and it collides with the side of Hannibal’s face. Bryan drops the chair on Hannibal’s face, "The Wizard" takes a few steps back then does a senton flip and his leg drops onto the chair, which bashes in Hannibal’s face even more.]

[Jason gets up and runs towards Bryan, who takes him down with a drop toe hold. Lockhart’s head nails the bottom pad on the turnbuckle post. Bryan then picks up the chair, and runs with it. He jumps into the air, and drop kicks the chair into the back of Lockhart’s head. He then rolls out of the ring pulling Wrec Hannibal with him. "The Wizard" pulls him to his feet and nails him with a fatal drop. He then picks up the microphone as he slowly starts to walk up the ramp.]

The Wizard: Jason I told you not to get involved, Hannibal I told you just to give me my belt back. Now the rest if up to you Wrec!

[He drops the microphone and heads back up the ramp.]

Long: My god! The Wizard is back in PN Dub!

Reed: Did you say Dub?

Long: Yeah.

Reed: We need break.

Commercials

Long: Now it’s time for the main event, the rematch for the PNW Title.

Reed: Scorn is getting another shot here, but it doesn’t have the same meaning with Ulfric signing a contract for PNW.

Long: Well I think it will be a hell of a match..

Reed: I guess we’ll see.

“It’s always darkest before it goes completely black

I’m older now so I should know, you can never look back

But the scars of childhood memories dominate my head

The inner pain I’ve vowed to keep until the day I’m dead”

[A dark shadow can be seen through the fogs thick blue haze.]

“You can’t see, the life I was forced to lead

What it’s like to die daily

You can’t feel, the thoughts I’ve learned to steal

Survivals my reality”

“When I was young I lived in fear

The hands of doom forever drawing near

I wonder how I earned to persevere

As time advanced deceit was my life’s truth

Spurred on by the peace I never knew”

Ding. Ding. Ding.

Long: Well this isn’t the first time these two have faced each other, but this may be the most dangerous.

Reed: Not if they don’t stop circling each other.

{Ulfric goes for a lockup but Scorn ducks under. Ulfric turns into a right punch from Scorn followed by a knee to the gut. Scorn takes Ulfric over with a snap mare. Scorn drops his knee into the back of Ulfric and locks on a headlock.}

Long: Impressive chain wrestling from Scorn.

Reed: Who cares? Did you see what Wizard did to Lockhart and Wrec earlier?

Long: Focus on the match! Ulfric is fighting to a vertical base.

{Ulfric gets to a vertical base and takes Scorn down to the ground with a jawbreaker. Scorn stumbles back clutching his jaw as Ulfric gets to his feet. Ulfric goes for a running clothesline but Scorn ducks under. Ulfric goes into the ropes and comes back into a drop toe hold from Scorn.}

Long: Scorn with a nice takedown there.

Reed: Yeah, the freak is showing Ulfric a little somethin’ somethin’.

{Scorn floats over into another side headlock.}

Long: Side headlock.

{Ulfric grabs the ropes.}

Reed: Scorn releases the hold.

Long: Ulfric has been the PNW heavyweight Champion since the Owens Cup and since has added a win at Summer Games.

Reed: Ulfric signed a deal with PNW, and now he’s going to lose his title. Ironic

{Ulfric gets to his feet and circles Scorn a bit. Scorn goes in but gets nailed with a massive elbow shot from Ulfric.}

OOOOOOOOOH!

Reed: That had to hurt!

Long: Scorn reeling from that blast of an elbow.

Reed: Was those teeth flying out of his mouth?

Long: I don’t think so.

Reed: Maybe it was his brains.

Long: Gain, I don’t think so.

Reed: Then…

Long: Sweat, ok it was sweat.

Reed: Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

{Ulfric whips Scorn into the ropes and takes him down with a hip toss. Scorn gets to his feet quickly and goes at Ulfric with a left and right. Ulfric staggers back a bit and Scorn grabs him and drills him hard into the mat with a float over DDT.}

Long: Scorn going for the cover!



Richards: One!



Richards: Two!



RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Reed: Kick out by the champ.

Long: Well he’s not the Summer Games Champ for nothing.

{Scorn not holding back. Scorn lays into Ulfric with a kick to the jaw as he tries to get to his feet. Scorn whips Ulfric into the ropes and nails a running clothesline on Ulfric. He follows up with an elbow drop, followed by three more. He looks to be going for  afith elbow drop but spins and lands a leg drop.}

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Long: Nice leg drop.

Reed: Scorn covers.



Richards: One!

Richards: Two!



RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Long: Nothing can keep Ulfric down.

Reed: Scorn with a double leg takedown on the rising Ulfric. Mounted punches!

Richards: One! Two! Three!

Long: Scorn backs up.

Reed: Scorn grabbing Ulfric by the legs…

Long: Boston Crab!

Reed: Ulfric won’t tap. Scorn’s an idiot.

Long: Scorn is arching back nicely into the move, he is really putting the pressure on the legs and spine of Ulfric.

Reed: Yeah but Ulfric won’t ta…

Richards: One! Two! Three!

Long: Scorn breaks the hold after Ulfric reaches the ropes.

{Ulfric stands slowly, eyeing Scorn up. They circle each other and lock up. Ulfric locks a hammerlock in while facing Scorn and proceeds to slam Scorn down into the mat.}

Long: Hammerlock Body slam from Ulfy.

{Ulfric follows up with a standing leg drop. Ulfric slaps an arm bar onto Scorn and begins to crank on his arm. Scorn grabs the ropes and Ulfric breaks quickly. Scorn is up and charges Ulfric. Ulfric picks Scorn up into a fireman’s carry and comes around smashing Scorn hard with an arm breaker.}

Long: Fireman’s carry into an arm breaker, what a move.

Reed: Ulfric is really starting to work on that arm.

Long: It’s hard to fight with only one arm.

Reed: And with the way that Ulfric is yanking on that, I doubt Scorn will have one after this match.

Long: Perfect Fujiwara from Ulfric.

{Scorn is thrashing about, trying to reach the ropes.}

Reed: Scorn looks to be in pain.

Long: Ulfric does not want to let him get to the ropes.

Reed: Thank you John Madden.

Long: What?

{Scorn finally reaches the ropes.}

Reed: Ulfric is waiting on Scorn. Ulfric looks like he is ready to finish it.

{Kick to the gut by Ulfric, he lifts Scorn into a fireman’s carry.}

Long: He’s going for the F-5



RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!



Reed: Oh my god!

Long: Scorn just slipped off, he’s going for the Drop!



RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!



Long: Jawbreaker counter!



RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Reed: Wow!

Long: The Embrace! The Embrace!

Reed: Ulfric has that locked on very tight!

Long: Scorn isn’t trying to fight it.

Reed: That’s it! That’s it!

Ding Ding. Ding.

Ring: Announcer: Your winner and still PNW Heavyweight Champion…. Ulfric!



RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

{Cut to the PNW Logo. Roll Credits}

PNW Title Match & Oregon Title Match – Jeff Fox
Wolf vs. Mike Smith – Sean Awesome
Segments by the respective handlers