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VIOLATION 141
Sunday, December 4th, 2011
Humphrey Coliseum in Starkville, Mississippi

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PREVIEW
Written by: Neil

With the end of 2011 fast approaching, the Premiere Wrestling Alliance goes all out for the Violation 141 card. Opening the night's action will be a showdown between Jiraiya Kaito and Captain Howdy. These two former enemies have put on classic battles in the past and should set the tone for this event. Kaito has yet to explain his actions when it comes to joining Exile not too long ago. He appears to have reverted back to his 'Black Dragon' ways which leaves no one safe. Captain Howdy on the other hand has seemed to tone down since the birth of his child. The question remains, has he really toned down or is he being calculated on picking his spots when to become the 'Most Dangerous Man in PWA?'

Ryan Shane has uncharacteristically been quiet lately following his Premiere Championship loss to former stablemate Dade Davis. It is unclear where Ryan Shane goes from here after the Exile project took a major blow following the departure of Dade Davis. Will he aim to regain the lost gold or does he have something more sinister in mind?

He faces off against Chris 'Technical Perfection' Card who has been pretty hot lately teaming side-by-side with Cross Recoba as High Finance. The current Tag Team Champion hit a bump in the road against Dexter Davis last week but he looks to regain his standing against one of PWA's more infamous competitors. A win here could put him back on track to more singles gold.

Eric McLean has returned to the Premiere Wrestling Alliance and has been trying to do the right thing in the ever complicated locker room. Last week he confronted Ashton Crowley after Crowley's brutal attack on Zakk Bryce. What happened? McLean became Crowley's next victim. Now these two will face off in the ring under regular rules. With Crowley's recent outbursts one has to wonder how long it will take before the rules of this match get broken. And for that matter, how far McLean will go to score the revenge pinfall.

The next match features two young guns in PWA who are looking for their place in the singles title scene. The outcome of Scott Alexander versus Vendetta should determine what each man is doing come Redemption V. Alexander has returned from a lengthy suspension that kept him on the sidelines for most of 2011. He's since scored pinfalls over Hush and Captain Howdy to impress PWA management. But Vendetta has had his own success this year which lead him to being a strong Primetime Champion earlier this year. He has since lost his winning touch but has hung in there against top tier competition. This match could be the break through for either man.

Jack Gaither appears to have hit an identity crisis here in late 2011. He went from one of the more beloved PWA wrestlers to the fans to a sell-out when he joined Exile. He has since bailed on the Exile project and may be attempting to regain what he lost when he joined them in the first place. He is going to face current Primetime Champion Dexter Davis who has been creating quite an identity for himself lately. With Freya at his side, this young man has turned heads with strong wins over Vendetta, Hush, Kaito, and Chris Card. With the title belt on the line again, Davis could soon become one of the more memorable Primetime Champions in PWA history. Or Gaither could take the belt from him and end the year like he began it, with success.

Few can boast the success Cross Recoba has had since Point of No Return 4. He has yet to be pinned since then and won the PWA Tag Team Championship with Chris Card. Now that momentum is about to pay dividends as he faces off against Zex for the PWA Light Heavyweight Championship. Zex has been one of the most controversial men in PWA here in 2011. 'The Artist' has changed perceptions of who he is this year after a brutal feud with Omar Owens, fighting management, siding with management, forming Exile, and even winning the Light Heavyweight Title belt under questionable means against an unprepared Jake Keeton. He has claimed to be the 'true top Champion' in PWA and will now have to prove it in the ring this week. Recoba is ready to take back the belt he's won in the past but Zex just may have more 'artistic brilliance' in store to retain in only the way he can.

Tony Field was made to suffer last week as Terminus gave him the option to lay down against Slade in the PWA World Heavyweight Championship match or not get Rochelle Robinson back. Field took the pinfall but Terminus still neglected to release Robinson's whereabouts. This week he may get his own form of revenge as he special guest referee's a match-up between Terminus and former Field trainee Zakk Bryce. The condition of Bryce will be unclear after being attacked by Ashton Crowley last week that sent him to the hospital. Not that being below 100% should hold him too far back since he will have Field's hatred for Terminus in his back pocket. Can Terminus find a way out of this situation or will last week's actions finally catch up with the masked man?

And finally, in the main event, PWA World Heavyweight Champion Slade will face off against Nighthawk in a re-match from their Killing Fields showdown a few weeks back. Nighthawk is coming off a tough loss against rival Terminus last week but regardless of that fact, this opportunity is here for him to seize. Slade returned to PWA earlier this year and battled his way to the Championship belt. He may not be willing to part ways with it all ready and may in fact be in an ornery mood following last week's shenanigans against Tony Field. This is bound to be the classic showdown between sure power and strength versus technical ability. The winner will walk into Redemption V as the PWA World Heavyweight Champion.

All this and more this Sunday night at Violation 141 from Humphrey Coliseum in Starkville, Mississippi!

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REGULAR RULES
Jiraiya Kaito vs. Captain Howdy
Written by:

Captain Howdy defeats Jiraiya Kaito.

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TWEETING WILL GET YOU NO WHERE
Written by: John

*Wearing his white Dallas Mavericks NBA Championship shirt and solid green shorts with gold boots, Jack Gaither stands outside of his own locker, focused and ready to make his entrance for his Primetime title match against Dexter Davis. The Morgantown native puts down his Smartphone and looks at a camera with a huge smirk on his face.*

JACK GAITHER: What's the matter Dex? Are you afraid of me? After this week, you're gonna learn it's not a good idea to shift your focus and post it all on Twitter for everyone to see, and then you're gonna realize just how clutch I can be when I win your trophy and take the next step towards winning The Big Kahuna at the end of 2011.

*With a bottle of orange Gatorade in his hand, Jack casually strolls out of the locker room and into the corridor, all the while looking forward to the night's action.

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REGULAR RULES
Ryan Shane vs. Chris Card ©
Written by: Sam

Ferdinand: First weighting in at 210Lbs and hailing from Allen Park, Michigan...He is...RIGHT NOW...RYAN SHANE!!!

"Victim" by Eighteen Visions begins to play throughout the arena. The entrance ramp is dimly lit as the figure of Ryan Shane makes his way out followed closely by his manager Amber Lynn. Pyro goes off as Shane makes his way to the ring as the fans erupt in a chorus of boos. As he gets to the ring he hops onto the apron and holds the ropes open for Amber who has climbed the ring steps. He enters the ring and then stands and raises his hands high to the continuing sound of boos.

Quadros: I have lost faith in Ryan Shane, this guy was one of the best Wrestlers I have ever seen, it seems he may have some personal issues or something going on because he hasn’t been the same since Exile took out Salvation.

Franks: That was the last time I saw Shane really take it too his opponents.

Quadros: No shit...I just said as much.

Ferdinand: And his opponent; Weighing in at 220Lbs and hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada...He is one half of the PWA Tag Team Champions...."Technical Perfection" Chris Card.

IT'S AN OMEN!

Every spotlight in the arena turns a deep purple and focuses on the entrance gate as the opening line of "Omen" by The Prodigy sounds out. As the techno beats begin pumping around the arena, Chris Card, Natasha and Mr. Murphy walk out into the entrance and throw their signature poses, the crossed heart, the spider and the restrained hand. The three strut, sashay and lumber their respective ways down to the ring. Mr. Murphy parts the roper fot the other two before stepping over the ropes into the ring. The three move toward the centre of the ring and pose again.

Franks: Card is looking in good shape tonight.

Quadros: Well I happen to have spent a few hours in the gym with Chris Card this week and I have to say he managed to keep up with me on the running machine for at least twenty minutes...

Franks: Will you please...You don’t even know how to run a bath!

The bell rings and the match beings with a collar and elbow tie-up; Card uses his strength and pushes Shane into the corner where he delivers a knee to the mid-section followed by another and finally an Irish-Whip to the opposing corner; Shane crashes into the turnbuckle.

Franks: Card is dominating this one early on.

Card then rushes at Ryan Shane who some how manages to leap frog over Chris Card land behind him and drop him to the mat with a Neckbreaker and a quick cover...

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KICKOUT!

Franks: I think it’s a little too early for that.

Quadros: I have seen Ryan Shane beat a man with one move in the past so why not now?

Franks: I doubt anyone could beat Chris Card with one move Ray.

Shane stands and lifts Card, he clubs down across his back with a few hard fists before whipping him to the ropes; Card flies back and straight into a Cross-Body...BUT Card turns the move into a Fall-Away Slam! Card then rolls over with the Slam and locks in an Arm-Bar.

Quadros: What a beautiful move I have never seen anyone float over a fall-away slam before.

Franks: Me neither; but then not everyone is as technically sound as Chris Card.

Shane throws out his leg and gets it to the bottom rope, Card see’s the referee coming and releases the hold before he receives a talking too, Here Card stands and lifts Shane to his feet and instantly rocks Ryan Shane with a fisherman suplex with a bridge and pin.

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KCIKOUT!

Shane kicks out and rolls out of the ring to clear his head, Card however doesn’t want to lose momentum and charges through the ropes with a suicide dive...Shane drops to the floor allowing Card to crash into the guard rail; here Shane stomps on Card a few times before lifting him up and slamming him down on the concrete with a power-slam.

Quadros: the ever cunning Ryan Shane just used the force of the metal barricade and the hard concrete floor to utterly decimate Chris Card.

Shane rolls inside the ring as the referee begins to count Chris Card out.

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Mr Murphy walks around the ring taking his time.
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Mr Murphy checks on Chris Card.
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Natasha slides into the ring behind Ryan Shane.
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Natasha hits a low blow on Ryan Shane as Mr Murphy picks Card up.
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Natasha rolls out of the ring as Mr Murphy pushes Card into the ring and stops the count.

Franks: What a cheating Jezebel.

Quadros: What do you mean? I was busy watching Chris Card and Mr Murphy.

Franks: So was the referee, that’s the problem.

Card staggers back to his feet and looks at the down Shane who is rolling around holding his groin...Card shrugs and instantly gets to work with some heavy stomps to Ryan’s legs, three on his left and two on his right. Card then lifts Shane up only to whip him to the ground with a dragon Screw followed by a heal-hook...

Franks: Chris Card is on of the very few wrestlers who use this methodical and calculated pace in a match; we have a lot of guys who use speed, some who use power, others who use striking ability... but not many who can do this.

Again Ryan Shane manages to get to the ropes, this time however Chris Card takes full advantage of the referees count before letting go and rolling back to his knees; here the ref begins to trash talk Card’s ability to bend the rules... Card nods and then heads straight over to Ryan Shane...Who rolls card up with a small package...

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KICKOUT!

Shane and Card both roll to the ropes and stand up, Card rushes towards Shane and gets a knee to the gut followed by a DDT!!! Card’s head bounce off the mat, but Shane isn’t done he lifts Card up once again and then drops him with a snap suplex and rolls over for a cover.

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KICKOUT.

Shane looks frustrated and stands dropping an elbow to the chest of Chris Card, followed by a second Elbow Drop, Shane lifts Card up and sets up a PileDriver but Card fights out of it...The two young PWA stars then begin trading blows.

Franks: What a right hand by Card.

Quadros: And a forearm from Shane!

Franks: Another right hand...

Card backs Shane against the ropes with two more punches before swinging his whole body with a discus clothesline, Shane ducks and back body drops Card over the top rope! But Card lands on the apron and grabs Shane by the neck and uses the ropes for a Neck-Ringer! Shane falls forward and Card springboards into the ring with a leg drop across the back of Ryan Shane’s neck...And a cover.

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Shane somehow gets a shoulder up causing Card to look to both Natasha and Mr Murphy as if to say “What the hell do I have to do to put him away!?” Card lifts Shane up and instantly connects with a European Uppercut staggering Shane back, he charges only to have Ryan Shane side step sending Card body first into the ropes...Shane then drops the PWA Tag Team Champion with a reverse DDT.

Quadros: These two men have gone back and forth all night.

Shane sensing his momentum lifts Card up and knocks him back against the ropes with some hard shots...He then backs up ready to run at Card when Natasha grabs his feet...Shane turns round and promptly tells her to “Fuck Off!” thus leaving himself open for the inevitable... Calling Card Superkick to the back of Ryan Shane’s head...Shane slumps into the ropes as Card hits a German Suplex with a bridge...

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Ferdinand: Here is your winner....CHRIS CARD!!!

[Neil]

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DECIDED BEFORE YOU DECIDED
Written by: Neil

[ The mocha skinned Miranda Buck stands center screen with the microphone in her hand, smiling with pearly whites that make her face glow even more. Dressed in a cutesy strapless black and white poke-a-dot dress as if she is ready to go clubbing on her birthday, Miss Buck brings the microphone up to her mouth to lead into a much anticipated interview. ]

Miranda Buck: Last week we saw what appeared to be the return of The Butcher as it was announced by PTN Network representative Logan Steel that the former Commissioner would be the special guest referee in the match between Steel and Zex! Standing with me here tonight for this exclusive interview is The Butcher himself! Welcome back, Mr. Butcher!

[ The former PWA Commissioner steps into the scene with a perfectly pressed stripped referee t-shirt wrapping his burned, scared, and match worn upper body. He stands firm, almost stoically, as long time friend and tag team partner Maelstrom also enters into the picture at his side. ]

The Butcher: Thank you for the warm reception, Miranda. And thank you to the PWA fans who cheered me last week as I tipped the scales back to balance after Zex and Demitre Lionheart took it upon themselves to attack an unsuspecting Logan Steel. It was high time that those two received a taste of their own medicine.

Miranda Buck: And quite a scene it was as Zex and Demitre Lionheart fled to the back in complete surprise! Tell me, Mr. Butcher, why have you decided to work alongside PTN Network representative Logan Steel in this fight against Zex?

The Butcher: Let me make something perfectly clear, Miranda, Logan Steel and I have had a long standing working partnership while I was the Commissioner of PWA and he was representing the PTN Network. With that said, when Logan approached me to special guest referee his upcoming match against Zex, I accepted on the condition that he would understand that I would call the match down the middle. I am a man of fair play and will hold no bias against the current PWA Light Heavyweight Champion Zex.

[ As he says that, he turned to Maelstrom with a smile. A smile the Human Hellstorm gladly joins in with one of his own, as crooked as it may be. ]

Miranda Buck: Interesting response coming from a former wrestler known to stretch the rules and defeat his opponents through various unorthodox weapons.

[ The former Commissioner looks down on the small woman and sneers slightly as if he is offended that she did not quite believe his response. ]

The Butcher: Make no mistake, Miss Buck, Zex and I have had our issues in the past. He yelped like a lost puppy dog to anybody that would hear him that I was holding him down when in fact those claims were untrue. I hold no grudge against him for siding with Donail Swiggette to remove me from my position as Commissioner as it gave me a much needed break from the constant whining and crying from the roster who could never lace up against the old guard, right Mael?

[ With his arms crossed over his chest, Maelstrom gives a silent nod in agreement. ]

The Butcher: I can and will referee this match-up as fairly as humanly possible--

“LIKE HELL YOU WILL!”

[ The booming voice of CEO Donail Swiggette interrupts the interview as he enters the picture with brother and Head of Security Donnie Swiggette in tow. Quickly Miranda Buck finds herself in the middle of a tense situation as she holds the lone microphone while Donail and Butcher stand toe-to-toe while Donnie and Maelstrom prepare for any fisticuffs. ]

Donail Swiggette: You will referee no such match, Butcher! In fact, this is the LAST appearance you will ever make on my show so I suggest you walk out now before you are dragged out on a back board!

The Butcher: Well, well, well oh how I did miss that smell that follows you, Donail. It is good to see you too after all this time.

Donail Swiggette: I don't know who let you in here to begin with but my brother is going to remedy this lapse in security and show you the door!

The Butcher: That is hardly a way to treat a guest, Donail. I am shocked at your behavior. Just shocked!

Donail Swiggette: Grrr! You lost that War Games match fair and square, Butcher! Your team was pathetic! Your picks had as much talent as you've ever had. I am surprised you would even show your face around here again after making such idiotic choices! This company has been better off without you and with me in control. I have a superior mind and an unwavering business sense when it comes to earning money! PWA has never had it so good. I suggest you leave now before you further embarrass yourself, Butcher.

[ The special guest referee to be looks back at Maelstrom and snickers while the Human Hellstorm is just waiting for things to get physical at any moment. ]

The Butcher: Fair enough, your team beat mine. I walked away in disgrace and believe me when I say this, those individuals that failed me have been living with regret every time you make a decision. They could not put aside their hatred for me and mailed it in against your team. But I can guarantee that when Zex vs. Logan Steel happens, I will put aside any ill feelings I have towards Zex and call the match down the middle.

Donail Swiggette: You will NEVER referee that match, understand? I have decided you will not and that is all I will say on this matter because I have that power. I control things around here. PWA is mine! Now, Donnie, remove this filth from my show. He is dragging down the ratings.

Donnie Swiggette: Can do brother.

[ The Head of Security grabs The Butcher by the shirt only to have his hand swatted away. Maelstrom prepares to fight but The Butcher waves him off while Miranda Buck looks ready to high tail it before she gets hurt. ]

The Butcher: Just wait a moment there and I'll leave respectfully as I have before. Donail, yes you do have the power to decide whether I will referee or not and you all ready decided long before tonight. You signed the contract for the match, remember? Logan Steel could pick who ever he wanted for referee according to the paperwork and he's done so as promised. You and Zex arrogantly thought he wouldn't find anybody and sure enough, you two were wrong like you have been on so many occasions. Logan Steel picked me and you all ready decided that is fair game. So guess what, I will be here next week to referee that match whether you like it or not.

Donail Swiggette: DONNIE! Get rid of him!

Donnie Swiggette: C'mon, Butcher, don't make this harder on yourself than it has to be.

[ He grabs The Butcher by the referee shirt one more time and prepares to lead him away but once again The Butcher knocks Swiggette's hand off of him. The Head of Security looks like he's about to put the former Commissioner through the wall. ]

The Butcher: Don't touch me, Donnie. You are wrinkling my referee shirt. Come on, Mael. I've said my piece tonight. I'll see you next week Donail.

[ Without further incident, The Butcher steps away and carries on down the hallway, leaving Maelstrom staring down the Head of Security with balled fists. ]

Donnie Swiggette: Just gimme a reason to beat your stupid ugly ass, Maelstrom. I'd enjoy it.

Maelstrom: Another time raisin head...another time.

[ The aging pit-fighter chuckles as he steps away to follow The Butcher, leaving both Swiggette brothers aggravated an actual fight did not happen. Miranda Buck finds the courage to chime in with a question directed at the CEO. ]

Miranda Buck: Mr. Swiggette, is it true there is nothing you can do about the contract?

[ The angry CEO glares at Miss Buck with contempt for the question. ]

Donail Swiggette: I thought I fired you all ready?!

[ He grumbles as he walks away while Donnie Swiggette simply acts like a rotten bully by knocking the microphone out of her hand and down to the floor. He then stomps on it before walking away as well with a huff. ]

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REGULAR RULES
Ashton Crowley vs. Eric McLean
Written by: Andrew

Ashton Crowley defeats Eric McLean.

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Scott Alexander vs. Vendetta
Written by: Nathan

Ferdinand: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing from New York, New York and weighing in at two hundred and twenty-five pounds. He is Sccooottttttt Aalllexxxaaannnnddderrrr!

A few lights flash in the entrance way like camera flashbulbs as Scott Alexander appears to the tune of Jay Z's “Empire State of Mind." Scott bobs his head along with the music with an impressed grin on his face. He walks down the aisle slapping some hands as the crowd reacts with a mixed reaction to his introduction. Once in the ring, he goes from corner to corner with a one fist salute.

Ferdinand: And introducing his opponent, hailing from Seattle, Washington and weighing in at two hundred and nineteen pounds. He is Vvveeeennnnddeeetttttttttttttaaaa!

"Cold" by Crossfade hits, as the curtain quickly brushes aside and Vendetta appears on top of the stage. He pauses a moment, takes a deep breath and exhales, before proceeding down the ramp towards the ring. He jogs towards the end and slides under the bottom rope. He jumps to his feet and moves into a neutral corner.

The bell rings. Both men circle around the ring for a moment; getting a feel for their opponent as the crowd settles into their seats awaiting the start of the match. Both men lunge forward and tie-up in the center of the ring. It's a stalemate for a few moments, but Alexander is able to use his slight size and weight advantage as he muscles Vendetta into a side-headlock. He applies torque to the Seattle native's head and neck before the former Primetime champion pushes Scott forward. Alexander hits the ropes and ducks under a quick Clothesline attempt from his opponent. He continues into the ropes on the other side of the ring and returns with a huge Spinning Heel Kick! Vendetta drops and Alexander hooks the leg: 1.........2..KICK OUT. Scott does not hesitate as he quickly climbs to a vertical base and pulls his opponent up as well. He whips Vendetta into the corner and charges right behind him with a big time Clothesline! The Seattle native stumbles from the corner and Alexander catches him with a Bulldog. Alexander heads to the ropes, positions himself, and comes off with a massive Springboard Moonsault from the second rope! He quickly hooks the leg once more: 1............2.......KICK OUT!

Franks: Wow! Scott Alexander is in complete control of this match so far. He's been moving like a blur in those ropes, Ray. I'm having trouble keeping sight of him.

Quadros: What? Maybe you need to get your eyes checked, Carl. I have a good eye doctor I could recommend you to. He made my cousin blind in one eye. I think he'd be good for you.

Franks: Shut up, Ray. Focus on the match -- for once; do your job and provide some insightful analysis.

Quadros: Perhaps look into some anger management classes as well.

The New York native is quick to his feet, as the crowd is buzzing with excitement after his Moonsault only seconds prior. He grabs a handful of Vendetta's hair and pulls him to a vertical base. He whips him into the ropes and nails him with a solid Superkick upon his return! Vendetta's momentum, adrenaline, or something causes him to immediately jump to his feet. The Seattle native is groggy and stunned, but he's somehow staying up. Alexander grabs him and executes a perfect Snap Suplex. Alexander is pinpoint and exact with all of his moves thus far as he jumps to his feet. He goes to the corner, scales to the top rope, and positions himself for a big time move as the crowd gets into the match just a little bit more. He steadies himself and comes off with a highly elevated Frog Splash! He hits every bit of the move and rocks Vendetta; Alexander quickly positions himself to go for another pin: 1..........2.....KICK OUT!!!

Franks: I thought that was all right there. I wasn't sure Vendetta would be able to kick out of that Frog Splash, but he definitely did so and this match is going to continue.

Quadros: I think the referee was a little slow with that count; maybe he forgot what comes after two? I'm not sure.

The fans are getting behind Scott as he grabs hold of Vendetta and pulls him to a vertical base once more. He has been in complete control thus far and looks to continue the offensive assault. He sends Vendetta hard into the corner and backs up into the corner opposite the Seattle native. Alexander readies himself and charges into the corner, looking for a flying Splash, but Vendetta moves out of the way at just the last moment! Vendetta stumbles out of the corner and Alexander also makes his way out, holding onto his chest, and Vendetta connects with a Roundhouse Kick. Both men are down now as the referee checks on them before starting his ten count.

Franks: I think that kick was the first offensive maneuver Vendetta has been able to land the entire match.

Quadros: It may have been the only move, but I think that fat chick in the first row caught Scott Alexander's tooth in her cleavage.

The referee only gets to three before Scott is back to his feet. He's holding onto his jaw as he walks over and helps Vendetta the rest of the way up. But Vendetta throws Scott's hands off him and nails the New York native with a strong right hand. He throws another right, and goes for a left, but Scott blocks it and nails Vendetta with a right of his own! A left by Scott. A right by Vendetta! These two men are going back and forth, toe-to-toe, in the center of the ring. Vendetta is able to block a right from Scott and goes into an assault with rights and lefts of his own, which stumbles Scott back into the corner. Vendetta pulls Scott out and sends him overhead with a beautiful Belly-to-Belly Suplex! Scott lands hard on the back of his head, but he quickly gets back to his feet. He's holding onto the ropes to maintain his balance as Vendetta stalks him. The Seattle native catches Scott with a kick to the midsection and drops him with a Double-Arm DDT! Alexander is down as Vendetta climbs to his feet and quickly scales to the top rope. He steadies himself and comes off with a huge Spiral Tap. He readies himself for the pin: 1...........2......KICK OUT!

Franks: Oh, what a move by Vendetta! He's definitely turned things around now.

Quadros: Eh, that move was a little sloppy, but whatever.

Vendetta quickly gets to his feet and looks for a little loving from the crowd; but to his surprise, he doesn't get much to any. Some fans cheer, others boo, and a few others actually start an "Alexander! Alexander! Alexander!"chant. Vendetta spins around and looks at the crowd in complete shock.

Franks: Do you hear this crowd, Ray? Vendetta is one of the most loved competitors in this company, but he's not getting a very good reaction from them right now and I think it's safe to say Vendetta is completely surprised, and maybe even a little hurt by the reaction.

Quadros: This isn't a popularity contest, Carl. He needs to focus on Scott and quit listening to these people.

Vendetta shakes his head and turns around, only to be caught by a stiff right from Scott Alexander! Scott catches him with another one; and another, but Vendetta blocks the next one. He returns the favor with a series of rights and lefts once more. Scott is staggered and Vendetta clobbers him with a lariat! He pulls Scott to his feet and sends him running into the corner. Alexander crashes chest first and stumbles backwards out of the corner, which allows Vendetta to come up behind him and lock in the Rear Naked Choke! He drops onto his back and squeezes on the hold.

Franks: Oh, Vendetta has the Last Grasp locked in, Ray! He has it tight and in the middle of the ring. I don't know if Scott will be able to free himself from his hold.

Vendetta is applying as much torque as he can, as the referee checks on Scott. Alexander is showing a lot of heart, as he refuses to tap, but he can only handle the move for so long before being forced to tap and the referee calls for the bell. Vendetta releases the hold, climbs to his feet, and acknowledges the crowd once more as his music hits. The reaction, however, is exactly the same, although there may even be a few more boos this time around. Vendetta is completely shocked as the referee holds his hand high in the air, signaling the victor of the match.

Ferdinand: The winner of this match, via submission, Vvveennndddeeeettttttaaa!

Franks: I don't know why these people have turned on Vendetta, but he's definitely got himself back on track tonight with a solid submission victory over Scott Alexander!

[Neil]

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WHAT THIS IS ALL ABOUT
Written by: Andrew & Donnie

The screen goes green with gold lettering littering it as the countdown starts.

The Game Changes in
...5 ...4 ...3 ...2 ...1
.....The Saviour....


Then the opening cords of Slash's "Godfather Theme" solo start to echo throughout the arena. After a few moments Tony Field finally steps out on the ramp. The crowd cheers as "Real Deal" chants start to light up the arena. Field glances to one side, then to the other, then stalks to the ring with a purpose.

Field slides under the bottom rope, then glares out into the crowd with a million mile gaze as he pulls a microphone from his back pocket. He makes a "cut it" motion with his hands.

Tony Field: Cut the fucking music....

All is silent for a moment just as the music cuts, then Tony begins to speak.

Tony Field: Glen, get your ass out here, you have something of mine and it's time you pay your debt. I'm not playing around. Get your ass out here and bring Rochelle with you.

"JUMP THE FUCK UP!!!"

Twin burts of white pyrotechnics go off as Jump the Fuck Up" thunders over the arena. As the crowd Terminus steps through the curtain and takes a moment to stare out at the throng in attendance with an expression of contempt apparent beneath his mask. He then turns his attention toward his arch rival, and smirks in his direction as a nasty grin appears beneath his mask.

Terminus: Evening, Tony. You bellowed...?

Tony glares at Terminus a moment with a look that could kill.

Tony Field: I did what you asked. I laid down, I blew my title shot. I held up my end, but I'm still yet to get Rochelle back. Or are you not a man of your word?

The smile on Glen's face becomes even more pronounced, and takes on a diabolical egde as he keeps his gaze focused upon the man in the ring.

Terminus: Oh, after all we've been through these past couple of years, you should know me better than that. I always keep my promises, Field...And rest assurred, I did in this case, too....

Tony gives Terminus a look of disbelief.

Tony Field: A man of your word? Then explain to me why I haven't gotten her back yet.

Terminus: Well, that's the thing, Tony. I'm really not in a position to return her. See, as you may recall, it wasn't actually MY decision to separate you and Rochelle from one another, Tony. That was the result of my girlfriend's latest stroke of inspiration. Cassandra Chase was the one that took Rochelle, Tony...And she's the one that's been..."looking after" the love of your life for these past few days.

Terminus takes a step forward, and his eyes glean with a mixture of condescension and triumph as he folds his arms across his chest.

Terminus: The only thing that I promised you, Field, was to discuss this situation with Cassie. And I've lived up to that promise...I talked things over with the love of MY life...

Tony shakes his head as he clinches the microphone even tighter, his knuckles turning white.

Tony Field: So what? I laid down for nothing? I blew a shot at the belt so you'd fucking talk to her? That's a cop out and you damn well know it.

Tony takes a few steps toward the ropes.

Tony Field: You do know that more than one person can play this little game of yours.

At that point, the smile slowly dissolves from Glen's face.

Terminus: How could I forget that, Tony? After all, you spent most of last year playing games at MY expense. Now, I could stand here and ask you how if feels to be on the receiving end of it for once in your life, and you can respond by hurling insults and meaningless threats, like you always do....

The masked man takes another step forward and his voice assumes a commanding tone.

Terminus: ...Or, we can skip all that, and discuss the current situation, and what can be done about. The choice is yours, Tony...What's it gonna be?

Tony Field: Let me guess. You wan to discuss this current situation. Let me save you the time...I say - what do I have to do to get her back...you say (trying to do his best Terminus impersonation) you have to jump through another hoop...I say - okay...and then next week we are still right back at this same song and dance. Does that just about sum it up?

Glen chuckles slightly, and shrugs his shoulders.

Terminus: Yeah...That sounds about right...If it were up to me, that's the route we'd go. But it's not up to me, Field. It's up to Cassandra to decide how this whole matter plays out. So, without further ado, allow me to introduce the prettiest, and deadliest, woman you'll ever meet...The love of my life....Cassandra Chase.

"Here Comes The Raaaaaaaaiiinnnn!!!"

As Black Stone Cherry's "Rain Wizard" plays over the PA system, a gorgeous young brunette, clad head to toe in black, appears at the top of the entrance ramp, and blows a kiss toward the fans as they greet her with catcalls, before she sashays toward Glen and nestles close to him as he wraps an arm around her shoulder. Cassandra Chase then raises the mic in her hand to her lips and smiles toward Field while addressing him in a cold, almost cruel tone of voice.

Cassandra: Hello, Tony. Whether you want to admit it or not, my boyfriend is indeed a man of his word. He DID discuss the situation with me, and ask me what it would take for me to return that little hell-whore back to you. I, in turn told him that I wanted the chance to look you directly in the eye, and tell me point me JUST how much Rochelle meant to you. So, here I am, Field. Let's hear what you have to say.

Tony glares at Cassandra for a long awkward moment.

Tony Field: What do you want to hear? That, I, Tony Field, actually love someone? That she's the first woman I've been faithful to, something I couldn't even give my first wife? That for the first time ever, last week I put her needs above mine when I laid down for the belt? Is that what you want to hear? Or would you much rather hear just what I'm wiling to do get her back?

Tony leans out over the ropes and stares right into the eyes of Cassandra.

Tony Field: So here you go, you have me. You've got the chance to look directly in my eyes, just as you wanted. So are we going to get something done here, or am I wasting my time and need to take matters into my own hands.

Cassandra directs an icy stare toward Field.

Cassandra: Christ, Glen WAS right about you....Y'know that? He said that everything always has to be about you, even when someone else is involved. And just from standing here and listening to you done on for one single moment, I can see exactly what he meant.

Now it's Cassandra's turn to step forward, all the while meeting Field's glare with her own.

Cassandra: You wanna know why I took Rochelle, Field? It wasn't because of what that bitch did to Glen in the past...It wasn't even because I knew it would give him an advantage in this conflict. It was to remind you that this ISN'T about you anymore. It's about all the people that YOU hurt during the course of your life, and my way of saying what goes around comes around...BIG TIME!

Cassandra takes a deep breath, and levels an annoyed glance out toward the crowd as they chant "Shut the Fuck Up!", among other things. After Glen leans forward and whispers into her ear, she manages to compose herself, and turns her attention back to Field.

Cassanda: You want me to release Rochelle, Field? You really care about her that damned much? Prove it...To me. Put yourself into a situation where you HAVE to face a succession of people you hurt in the past...And if you can survive that experience, then I'll have no problem with returning the woman you claim to love.

Tony Field: A succession of people? So what, are we talking weeks here? Because if that's the case, it's going to cut it.

Terminus: Yeah...But since this is more of a symbolic gesture than anything else, I'm thinking that running a Gauntlet of thee...nah, let's make it four...people that you've used and abused will suffice.

Terminus nods his head and smiles at his nemesis.

Terminus: I think, all things considered, that's a pretty fair offer, don't you, Field? And just 'cause I'm a good sport, I'll even give you till next week to prepare for it. After all, you're already scheduled to be the guest referee my match against Bryce this week...And I don't want you to be distracted from the task of calling the match the way it needs to be called...

Tony gives her a long serious look, then nods his head.

Tony Field: Fine, line up whatever four people you won't, I don't care. I'll fight your little match if that's what it takes. And don't worry...

Field flashes his patent smirk.

Tony Field: I'll call this match tonight just the way I feel it needs to be called.

Terminus returns Field's smirk with one of his own.

Terminus: You know, Tony? That was exactly what I was hoping you'd say. Anyway, we should be going. I've got a match to prepared for, after all...

Cassandra: Actually, Glen...I have one final thing to say to Field before we take off.

Cassandra Chase looks up and directs a dazzling, if completely false, smile toward Field.

Cassandra: I just wanted to let you know that Rochelle is doing just fine at that moment, Tony....And she'll continue to be fine- just so long as you continue to find it in your heart to do what you KNOW needs to be done. That's all I have to say to you, Field...for now.

And with that, Cassandra Chase and Terminus spin on their heels and make their way up the exit ramp, not bothering to acknowledge the presence of the man standing inside the ring.

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PRIMETIME CHAMPIONSHIP
Jack Gaither vs. Dexter Davis ©
Written by: Neil

The opening phrase "God works in mysterious ways..." from Queen's "One Vision" is played, but the lights go out, and the intro to Drowning Pool's "Bodies" starts up. Various images of Jack Gaither's matches flash by on the big screen; at the height of the intro, the words "GOLDEN EAGLE" appear on screen. Gold-colored pyro and green confetti go off as Jack Gaither--wearing his signature white robe with warrior's mask--suddenly appears on stage before making his way to the ring and giving every fan sitting near the ramp a high-five along the way. Once in the ring, Jack poses to the cheering crowd as more green-and-gold confetti falls from the ceiling. As a token for his fans, Jack takes off his mask and gives it to one lucky fan sitting ringside; underneath the mask, we see that Jack has painted his face gold, blue, and green.

The excited start of "What's Golden" starts to play through the arena's P.A. system as out comes Dexter Davis with Freya right behind him. He looks thrilled at the reception he's getting from the crowd this evening. Dexter starts to walk to the ring slapping as many hands as he can with a giant smile on his face. Once he gets to the ring he slides in before hopping up to his feet and jumping to the top. Dex yells out loudly with smile still on his face. He leaps off, landing on his feet before backing into the corner.

Referee Andy Sheppard points to the outside and calls for the bell...DING! And we are underway in this Primetime Championship match! The two light heavyweight wrestlers circle around the ring before locking up. Arm and shoulder tie up leads to Gaither bringing Dexter Davis down to the mat with a head lock applied. Davis uses his skills to battle back to his feet despite Gaither holding onto his head firmly.

Dexter Davis showing some strength as he powers Gaither's grip over his head before scoring a back elbow to the sternum! Forearm to the face by Dexter Davis! He attempts an Irish whip. Reversed mid-ring by Gaither! Dexter Davis bounces off the ropes just as Gaither telegraphs a back body drop. High lifting kick to the chest by Dexter Davis stands up Jack Gaither! Forearm to the face! Forearm! Forearm! Forearm! Standing dropkick to the chest drops Gaither! 'The Golden Eagle' pops back up only to get caught with an old school body slam. Dexter Davis executes a standing moonsault pin! Cover! 1!...2!...TH...KICK OUT!

Franks: Dexter Davis showcasing his skills!

Quadros: Dude is so arrogant right now he actually challenged Chris Card to another title defense. No respect towards Gaither tonight in this title match. For the first time ever I'm hoping Jack Gaither wins to knock this punk down a few pegs.

Franks: Hell has indeed frozen over.

Dexter Davis gets back to his feet and he's waiting for his opponent to do the same. Gaither gets up just in time to see the savate kick headed towards his face. Ducks! He catches Dexter off balance with a knife edge chop! WHOOO! Another! WHOOO! Another! WHOOO! Whips him towards the turnbuckles. Davis hits hard with his spine. Running spear from Jack Gaither nearly breaks him in half! Snapmare out of the corner by Gaither drops Dex on his rear end. Low dropkick to the back of the head by Jack Gaither as Freya cringes! Gaither now with a cover! 1!...2!...TH...KICK OUT!

Again another side headlock applied on the mat by Jack Gaither as he aims to wear the Primetime Champion down. Dexter Davis tries once again to get to his feet but Gaither has played this game all ready. He releases and boots Davis in the back of the neck to keep the advantage. He brings Dexter Davis up from behind by the trunks. German suplex! He leaves the Champion down and runs towards the ropes. Bounce off elbow drop! Hooks the leg...1!...2!...THRE...KICK OUT!

Jack Gaither maintains control as he begins stomping away on his opponent. Stomp! Stomp! Stomp! Stomp! He grabs Dexter by the head and brings him back up for a vertical suplex. NO! Dexter Davis shifts his momentum and lands on his feet! Gaither turns around and...pele kick!

Franks: Oh! Right to the face!

'The Golden Eagle' wobbles backwards and falls against the ropes, completely stunned. The Primetime Champion regains his composure and charges at Gaither with a running superman punch! Jack Gaither flails over the top rope and down to the floor after hitting his back on the apron! Here comes Dexter Davis with a running suicide tope con hilo over the ropes and landing on the stunned Gaither! The Primetime Champion gets back to his feet and pumps his fist as the crowd begins to cheer him loudly.

Franks: What a show of athleticism by Dexter Davis!

Quadros: Of course he can jump...

Referee Sheppard wants the match to return to the ring but Dexter Davis is in control and will do whatever he pleases. He brings Gaither up and punches him in the face. Gaither returns a punch as Freya is standing behind him. Dexter with another punch! Gaither returns one! Dexter! Jack! Dexter! Jack! Davis! Gaither! Davis! Gaither!...Oh! Freya Davis falls backwards onto her rear end after eating an accidental elbow from Jack Gaither as he reared back for a punch!

Franks: Jack Gaither hasn't changed one bit! He just elbowed Freya in the face!

Quadros: You are off base, Carl. That woman put herself in that position.

Dexter Davis is fuming mad now as he points at Gaither and tells him he did that on purpose! Jack Gaither throws his hands up and tries to explain that it was only a mistake. Regardless, Dexter Davis aims to defend his wife as he takes a wild swing. Gaither ducks under it and catches Davis off guard with a drop toe hold. The crowd roars as Davis lands face first between Freya's legs!

Quadros: There's no time for a mid-match meal, Dexter.

Franks: You are sick, Ray.

Quadros: What, you mean you wouldn't?

Freya is just as shocked as anybody as Dexter Davis picks himself up onto his hands and knees. Gaither doesn't seem to be in the mood for any fun and games as he kicks Davis in the ribs, sending him rolling towards the barricade. He begins stomping on Dexter Davis against the barricade, softening him up more. Again Referee Sheppard asks for the match to return to the ring. This time Gaither follows directions as he rolls Davis back into the ring. He slides in and makes a cover...1!...2!...THR...KICK OUT!

He calls for Davis to get up as he backs away. The Primetime Champion gets to a knee and here comes Gaither with a Shining Wizard kick to the head! NO! Davis ducks it and catches Jack Gaither with a roll up! 1!...2!...TH...KICK OUT! They both scramble to their feet but Davis is faster. Knife edge chop! WHOOO! Another chop! WHOOO! Another! WHOOO! One more! WHOOO! Spinning reverse slap! WHOOO! Roundhouse kick to the side of the head drops Jack to a knee! Busaiku knee strike to complete the D.J.D. IV! The Primetime Champion covers for the win! 1!...2!...THREEEENNNOOOO!! KICK OUT says Referee Sheppard!

Franks: Near fall there! Dexter Davis turned things around in a hurry!

The Primetime Champion looks to maintain the advantage while his opponent is stunned. He brings Gaither up by the head...vertical suplex! Pulls him up again...vertical suplex! Pulls him up again...holding! Holding! Holding as Gaither's face begins to turn red! And drops him face first onto a knee strike! He hooks the leg for the win! 1!...2!...THRE...KICK OUT!! Freya Kane-Ragnal-Davis can't believe it! She was sure it was three for her hubby!

Quadros: Damn close.

Dexter Davis doesn't complain as he continues to keep the momentum rolling in his direction. He brings Gaither up and sends him hard into a corner back first. Running full head of steam and NO! He eats a Gaither elbow to the jaw! The 'Golden Eagle' explodes out of the corner with an Iron Claw to the face for the stun!

Franks: Iron Claw! What a move by Gaither to halt Davis' momentum!

Davis tries to fight it off by powering the Claw away from his face! No good! Gaither has it in deep as he's pushing his opponent back towards mid-ring. He releases Davis with a push off, allowing the Primetime Champion to stand in the middle of the ring stunned. Right jab from Gaither. Right jab! Right jab! Right jab! Right jab! He whips Davis off towards the ropes. Here comes Dexter Davis and BOOM! Jack Gaither leveling spear!

Franks: Thunderstruck!

Quadros: That's what this arena sounds like after that.

Hook of the leg for the win! 1!...2!...2.99989898489787898799!! Clutch KICK OUT!! “Dexter! Dexter! Dexter!” Jack Gaither gets to his feet and knows his has his opponent right where he wants him. He's calling for Dexter Davis to get up as he stands behind him. The Primetime Champion gets up and Gaither pounces for the SAMBA SLAM!!

Franks: No!

Dexter Davis rolls through and lands on his feet! He catches Gaither as he turns around with a rana into a cover! 1!...2!...THRE...KICK OUT!!

Quadros: Dexter Davis almost retained again, Carl.

They both scramble to their feet once again for vie for the advantage. Chop Dexter! WHOOO! Chop Gaither! WHOOO! Chop Dexter! WHOOO! Chop Gaither! WHOOO! Davis! WHOOO! Gaither! WHOOO! Davis! WHOOO! Gaither! WHOOO! Dexter...NO! Ducked by Gaither as he goes around the back! German suplex! Bridge! 1!...2!... THREEEEENOOOO! KICK OUT! Both back up! Gaither swings but this time Dexter Davis ducks! Kick to the gut of the challenger...New York Drive-By driver! Cover by Dexter Davis! 1!...2!... THREEEEEENOOOOO!!

Franks: Hell these two are taking it to each other!

Quadros: This opportunity must mean a lot to them both.

Dexter Davis sends Jack Gaither off towards a corner. Reversed! Davis hits the turnbuckles. Here comes Gaither with a full head of steam. NO! Dexter Davis powers himself up and does the splits like he's a friggin gymnast!

Franks: Whoa!

Quadros: Freya liked that too. Probably didn't know her man was that flexible.

Davis grabs Gaither by the head from the top turnbuckle and hits a Tornado DDT! The 'Golden Eagle' has been spiked head first into the mat! Dexter Davis scrambles to his feet and runs towards the corner again, leaping to the top. Without hesitation he jumps off with an imploding somersault legdrop! FREYA'S WISH!! Jack Gaither has been flattened! Cover! 1!...2!...THREE!! Ding! Ding! Ding!

Ferdinand: The winner of this match and STILL Premiere Wrestling Alliance Primetime Champion...DEXTER DAAAAAVIS!!

Franks: Dexter Davis does it again and retains! If you aren't taking notice of this kid by now then you will be in for a rude awakening when you find yourself matched up against him.

Quadros: Fair dues to him. Jack Gaither just knows how to lose these matches I think. But so did Nighthawk so meh, who knows?

[Neil]

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PWA LIGHT HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
Cross Recoba vs. Zex ©
Written by: Sam

Quadros: I am looking forward to this one; two of my favourite PWA superstars will face off against eachother for the Light Heavyweight Championship.

Franks: Who are you rooting for Ray?

Quadros: I don’t want to talk about that Carl...So shut your mouth and lets get on with the match.

Franks: Touchy...

The camera pans away from the announcers table and to Freddy Ferdinand who is ready to get this one underway.

Ferdinand: The next match is scheduled for one fall with a thirty minute time limit and will be for the PWA World Light Heavyweight Championship!!

The fans cheer loudly and are looking forward to the title matches on the card tonight.

Ferdinand: First...We have the challenger; Weighing in at 230Lbs and hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada...He si one half of the PWA Tag Team Champions...CROSS RECOBA!!

Fix up Look Sharp Vs Genesis kicks in over the speakers as Cross Recoba makes his way out on stage with the PWA Tag Team title over his shoulder; he then makes his way to the ring, places his belt down on the side and enters the ring.

Ferdinand: And now...Weighing in 225Lbs and hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada...He is the PWA World Light Heavyweight Champion...”THE ARTIST” ZEX!!!

The Arena turns black except for the Titan-Tron of which flickers with static; the words “PLEASE STAND BY” flash on the screen followed by a countdown 5...4...3...2...1...0! The static is replaced by a splash of black paint as “Stinkfist” By Tool kicks in over the PA system. Purple spotlights hit the stage to reveal “The Artist” Zex; standing with his arms outstretched in an open handed Christ like pose with the Light Heavyweight title around his waist. Strobe light flash in the darkness Zex slowly lowers his arms as white fireworks shoot up either side of him. Zex followed by the spotlights deliberately walks slowly to the ring in an apathetic way with a huge sneer on his face as if he is looking down his nose at the fans. He rolls inside the ring and heads to the corner where he stares down his opponent.


The bell sounds! Zex and Recoba circle eachother in the ring, Zex reaches out as does Recoba; the two men prepare for what looks to be a test of strength when Zex pulls Recoba in with a side headlock and wrenches back tweaking his neck and shouting “That’s why I’m the CHAMPION!” as Zex shouts Recoba pushes forward sending Zex into the rope on return Recoba wraps his arms around The Artist’s neck with a tight sleeper hold.

Franks: I wasn’t expecting this from these two men.

Quadros: What were you expecting?

Franks: Either high flying or lots of cheating from the off.

And it seems Zex has red Carl Franks mind, he swings his leg backwards connecting cleanly to Cross Recoba’s balls and then follows up with a hip-toss taking Recoba down, Zex quickly locks in a seated Sleeper hold of his own and wrenches back on the tag team champions neck.

Quadros: What a series of moves from “The Artist.”

Recoba is quick to act has he throws his head back catching Zex square in the mouth, Zex lets go of the hold and rocks back as Recoba kips up and turns with a swift low kick hitting Zex in the chest; the Tag Team champion hits a quick spinning leg drop on Zex and lifts his leg for a quick cover.

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Kick Out.

Zex kicks out with authority and it seems like Recoba already knew he would kick out of the pin as Cross kips up again and then takes Zex by his coloured hair and begins to pull him up.

Franks: Veteran style move by Cross with that pin attempt, forcing Zex to assert energy in a kick out early on.

Quadros: Veteran move or rookie mistake?

Zex is to his knees when he hits a fist to the gut of Cross Recoba, followed by a back hand; Zex then leaps from kneeling position with a spinning back kick to Recoba’s chest knocking him into the ropes, Zex then rushes at Cross with a forearm followed by a whip straight into a drop toe hold...And a cover.

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Kickout!

Cross kicks out and as he does so he fires some rights into the face of “The Artist” Zex rocks onto his knees as Recoba continues to punch Zex from his laying position; Zex attempts to catch Recoba’s punches but instead is pulled forward where Cross wraps his legs around Zex’s neck and flips him onto his side and begins to choke him with his legs.

Franks: That was very innovated right there if I do say so myself.

Quadros: Chris Cards teachings have paid off after all.

The ref calls for Cross to break the hold due to it’s “illegal” choke-like qualities; Recoba waits until the ref almost counts to four and then lets go of the hold; which receives the resentment of referee Mickie Vann; who takes Recoba aside for a second to give him a talking to.

Quadros: What’s wrong with these referees!? They are the biggest cheats in PWA!

Franks: I take it you are referring to Pierre French when you make that claim?

Quadros: Are you kidding me, Referee French is better than the rest of the refs combined and he only has ONE EYE!

Recoba pushes the referee off...BAM! Zex pushes up from the floor with a seated head-scissors and swings “The Man Worth a Thousand Bullets” into the corner, Zex then rushes at Recoba with a splash followed by an Irish Whip sending Recoba to the opposite corner...

Quadros: Zex is on fire.

Suddenly both Zex and Recoba fire out of their respective corners, Recoba swings out a super-kick as Zex fires out a drop kick...CRASH!!! The two combatants both connect their kicks to either side of the referee’s head.

Quadros: Ha, ha, ha, ha!!!

Franks: That’s not funny Ray.

Both “The Artist” and Recoba look up and sense an opportunity; where they simultaneously roll out of the ring and begin searching under the apron as the referee lays dormant. Zex quickly pulls out his metal briefcase and then ducks down as to not bee seen. Recoba on the other hand retrieves a metal briefcase of his own...Before they both slide into the ring and dart at eachother.

Franks: What the hell!?

CRACK/SMASH!!!! Zex smashes his briefcase into the face of Cross Recoba; as Recoba Cracks Zex square in the forehead with the other metal briefcase causing both men to slump to the floor along with the referee as the fans erupt with cheers and laughter.

Franks: In all my years as a Play by Play announcer I have NEVER seen anything like that; serves them both right for cheating.

Quadros: Great minds think alike! This is why both of these men were on Team Swiggette.

Zex rolls to his side clutching his forehead which is dripping with blood as Recoba stares blankly looking up at the lights as blood seeps from his nose and busted lips...

Quadros: There will be a lot of unhappy women out there right now; the two best looking men in PWA have busted eachother open.

Franks: Sounds like you are disappointed yourself Ray?

Quadros: Indeed I am, Zex promised to be my Wing-Man later on tonight, while Recoba was going to get me in to a high class Masquerade Ball.

Franks: I highly doubt EITHER of those statements are true.

Recoba, Zex and The referee all begin to get back to their feet slowly and groggily... Zex staggers backwards, Cross leans on the ropes and the Referee is talking what seems to be Klingon!? The two combatants in this Light-Heavyweight title bout lock-eyes and as if by magic they sprint at eachother throwing some hard rights and lefts; Zex being the bigger of the two beings to back Recoba off until he is up against the ropes...Zex then takes a run up and dives with a forearm smash, but Recoba ducks sending Zex into the ropes...ROLL UP!!!

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KICKOUT!!!

Both men quickly return to their feet here Recoba hits a quick Hurricanranna sending Zex through the ropes to the outside...Wait...Zex holds onto the ropes and skims the cat; Recoba races forward but Zex senses him coming and grabs him round the neck and drops to the outside crushing Recoba’s neck across the ropes...Zex then hops back on the apron and flies into the ring with a springboard splash...

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KICKOUT!

Quadros: If PWA were looking to the future the names ZEX and CROSS RECOBA should be on the tips of everyone’s lips.

Franks: I hate to agree with you but I think you are right...It’s only a matter of time.

“The Artist” leans back and takes a hand full of blonde hair; he lifts Recoba to his feet and kicks him in the mid-section; hooks his arm and lifts for the Zex-Plosion; Recoba spins out locks Zex’s Arms and runs up the turnbuckle for a SUPER Sicillian Typewriter!!!

Franks: It’s over...

But Zex pushes up just as Recoba reaches his Apex and sends him crashing back into the ring landing cleanly on his face!!! Recoba rolls onto his back as Zex ascends the top rope and flings himself off with the Zex-Appeal!!

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3!!!!!!!!!

Ferdinand: Here is your winner...AND STILL PWA LIGHT HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!!! “THE ARTIST” ZEX!!!

Zex rolls out of the ring and takes his title...It is here that he locks eyes on Nikki Cortez who is taking photos for the PWA Website...Instantly Zex grabs her Camera and begins to stalk the wife of former PWA Commissioner The Butcher.

Franks: Oh no...Zex is after Nikki and The Butcher was thrown outta here by Donail Swiggette...

Zex corners Nikki by the announce table and then undoes his fly where he takes a snap shot of his Genitalia with her camera and then tosses it on the floor...Nikki cowers in the corner as Zex stands over her...He looks to his left and spots his Blood Letting Brief Case and turns to grab it.

Franks: Run Nikki Run!

Nikki attempts to Climb the rail but Zex brief case in hand catches her by the wrist and pulls her to the ground...The fans go absolutely mental showering him with rubbish and even spit at him, but “The Artist” has tunnel vision and only wants one thing...

Franks: ZEX!!! THIS IS ENOUGH!!!

Again Zex doesn’t listen or care for his surroundings he opens the brief case...WHEN...Money falls out all over the floor...Zex looks shocked as it seems he picked up the WRONG metal Briefcase; he turns back to Nikki and receives a punch square to his face from a fan...

Franks: Wait! That’s not a fan it’s Logan Steel!!!

Logan takes hold of Nikki and pulls her over the barricade and begins to aid her escape through the crowd as an angry Zex looks on... Logan stands with Nikki by his side on the arena steps and raises a microphone to his hand.

Logan: ENOUGH!! Zex this is OVER!!! I am not putting anyone in HARMS WAY any longer!!! Were done...NEXT WEEK ONE ON ONE! LOGAN STEEL VS ZEX; SPECAIL REFEREE THE BUTCHER!!! ITS OVER!

Zex snarls with hate as the fans cheer loudly.

Franks: Logan Vs Zex...NEXT WEEK!

Quadros: Finally Zex will shut his old mentor up once and for all!

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SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE: Tony Field
Terminus vs. Zakk Bryce
Written by: Donnie & Andrew

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YOUR FUTURE...IN THE MODERN DAY
Written by: Andrew & Craig

"Listen" by Index Case begins to play over the PWA system, and the fans murmur with a mixture of confusion and anticipation as Eric McLean appears at the top of the entrance ramp and makes his way toward the ring.

Quadros: Oh great...This loser. What the hell does HE want!?

Franks: Jeez, Ray. Give the kid a break, will ya? He took a former world champion to the limit earlier this evening...

Quadros: He still lost, though...

Franks: Yes, but he still earned the right to speak his mind, as far as I'm concerned.

Quadros: Well, given the fact that there isn't anything in his mind, I guess that shouldn't take very long....

Looking somewhat pensive, Red enters the ring, and takes a moment to soak in the crowd's cheers before he raises the mic to address those in attendance.

Eric: Things didn't exactly go the way I wanted earlier this evening...And, to tell ya the truth, I wasn't all that thrilled about it. In fact, when I was sitting in the locker room, I actually thought pretty seriously about calling it quits...

Franks: Oh my....

Quadros: YES! One less idiot roaming the halls of PWA. This night just keeps getting better and better!

Eric: ....And I think I would have followed though on this action had it not been for the fact that my best friend stopped by, and reminded me of the reason why I stepped into the ring in the first place. He said...Well, actually, I'll let HIM explain it to you. So without any further ado, allow me to introduce Dexter Davis...!

The crowd goes bonkers as out steps the most excitable young man in PWA today Dexter Davis being flanked by not only Freya but Sadie McLean. The two ladies are looking fine tonight as all three stroll down to the ring, a few men mentioning how pimp-like Dexter is. He gets into the ring and high fives his best friend before getting a microphone.

Dexter: So my boy, Eric, here was gettin' down on himself. He was talkin' about how he didn't know what to do in professional wrestling. He didn't know a number of things. But I talked to him. I told him that in the simplest of terms to man up and start something great. As many of you know a few weeks ago I came to his aid. I thought that was going to be the start of the future...

He takes a moment to let what he's said soak in before continuing on looking at Eric.

Dexter: But I don't want to wait for this future to arrive because I live in the modern day. Eric needs to live in the modern day instead of worrying about the future and what it holds. This business is insane, we all know that but sometimes the greatest things about this are formed because of two best friends who compliment their wrestling styles say to hell with it and decide to form a common team with the same goal in mind. That goal? To be the best tag team in the profession!

Quadros: These jokers are gonna form a tag team!? Are you serious!?

Franks: Oh, They're dead serious, and given the talent that they've both displayed in the ring, they could soon become a serious force in the tag team division!

The crowd roars in approval, and Eric breaks out into a wide grin as he nods his head toward his friend.

Eric: Ever since Dex and I were training in the Factory, we dreamed of a time when we would be able to form a team that would become known as one of the greatest in the industry. And it's time that we made that dream come true. It's time we show everyone in the locker room, and everyone who watches PWA just what the two of us are capable of doing inside the ring when acting in tandem with one another...

Red glances toward the arena entrance and a knowing smile flickers across his face.

Eric: Now, I know very well that the current tag team champions, High Finance, will be inclined to dismiss these words without so much as a second thought. And I also know that the remnants of Exile are likely to do the same thing....

The crowd boos at the mentions of these two teams...

Eric: ...But, as God as my witness, I guarantee to each and every one of you that by the time all is said and done, they will be taking us VERY seriously. Let High Finance concentrate on amassing wealth, and let Exile focus on masturbate their own egos...We'll just focus on winning matches and becoming a team that PWA fans can be proud to support!

Dexter: As I listen to my boy talk here I keep nodding my head because he's dead on. All of the teams here in this company are people that kids can't look up to. No one should look to those men as someone to be proud of. With Eric and myself we do known numerous things about one another when we step into that ring. Of course we share a few things out of the ring too...

Dexter winks at the camera as it pans to Freya and Sadie standing in the ring together.

Dexter: But I aspire to be a role model for today's youth. I'm not the guy that'll turn on the fans or let greed take over my body and we know how I feel about egos in this business. Simply put, the two men you see standing in this ring are the Modern Day Future of professional wrestling. Unselfish men looking to work towards a common goal of making professional wrestling the way it should be!

He tosses the microphone into the air as the crowd begins to clap and cheer loudly for the two men who kiss their respective wives before the two ladies kiss one another in a hot moment. Dex and Eric high five one another as they all begin to head out of the ring.

Frank: What's not to love about these two young wrestlers? Such a zest for the business.

Quadros: Aw cram it.

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PWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
Nighthawk vs. Slade ©
Written by: Neil

Nighthawk defeats Slade to win the PWA World Heavyweight Championship.