Monday Night Mayhem #22 streaming from Lawrence, KS

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::The U.W.A. Logo flashed along the corner of the screen before shifting into the building and showing the mass of U.W.A. Fans all excited for this installment of U.W.A. Mayhem. The camera then pans over to the announce table to find Lula Davidson, but the man sitting next to her was not Jason Chase, but the man who has replaced Jamie Hensley the week before River.::

Lula Davidson: "Welcome ladies and gentlemen to a very special edition of Mayhem. As you can see, we are on Friday this week. We had some technical difficulties and travel issues. As such, my partner Jason Chase is not with us tonight and I am joined instead by River.....you know, I don't even know your first name.”

River: “Michael. My name is Michael.”

Lula Davidson: "Like the angel.”

Michael Rivers: “Yeah.....something like that. Well, I am happy that I am able to be of assistance in this difficult time here in U.W.A. Lend a hand wherever I can.”

Lula Davidson: "You have proved to be a very useful mammal.”

Michael River: "Many hands make light work. Someone said that, but anyway we have a hell of a show for you this week......”

::Before Michael can even finish the rapid drums and heavy guitars of Firewind's "Few Against Many" start up over the speakers. There's not a whole lot of pomp and circumstance beyond that before the Dead Men walk out onto the stage and proceed down the ramp toward the ring. Observant fans will recall this group as counting Sentinel among their number, specifically as their Sergeant-at-Arms, though the Destroyer isn't counted among their number as they enter the ring. To a man they're decked out in their cuts and jeans and not a one wears a look coming close to genial. The President, Shawn Crowe, goes to the ropes to gesture for a microphone from Jamie Hensley as commentary takes note of the club's presence.::

Michael River: "It's been a while since these guys have been on Mayhem. The last time we saw them was the night Sentinel returned.”

JC: "Speaking of, where is that big not-so-silent bastard? They told us he had some kind of accident back home but I ain't buyin' that."

Michael River: "It sounds sketchy to me, too. Maybe these guys are here to shed some light on things."

::The MC's leader gestures for the music to be cut as the rest of the group finds some square footage in the ring to hang out. Pacing for a moment or two, Shawn finally brings up the microphone and starts to speak, obviously ill-at-ease.::

Shawn Crowe: "Let's not fuck around here, people. Some of you know us, some of you don't. More likely you've only heard of us through Sentinel..."

::The name being spoken gets a large amount of cheers, which Crowe lets run its course before continuing.::

Shawn Crowe: "...and that's cool. We ain't wrestlers, after all. But he IS the reason we're here tonight. See, a lot of you are probably feeling let down right now. You were promised, among other things, the final confrontation between our brother and Joshua McBride at Tragic Engagement. Instead, the latter was beaten down by God-knows-who and Sentinel..."

::Taking a deep breath, Shawn lowers the microphone, finding him unable to speak further on the matter. Antonio Murond, the thickly-built Hispanic VP of the club, comes up and accepts the microphone, taking up the verbal slack.::

Antonio Murond: "Our brother went home to settle old business, both personal and club. And while shit got settled, Sentinel didn't come out of it well, nor did Talon for that matter. Right now, he's back home-"

::Murond is cut off via "Dangerous" by Shaman's Harvest. As with before, the crowd pops off, this time upon actual sight of the formerly-silent Destroyer as he comes out onto the stage. Like the guys in the ring, he has his cut on and wears it with pride, but there's something that draws quite a bit more attention, specifically thick wrapping around his neck. It's not so much a brace as it is layers of bandaging, but it's the stereotypical sore thumb.::

Lula Davidson: "He's here?!"

Michael River: "And not letting all together healthy....”

::There's covered wounds elsewhere, but Sentinel being Sentinel he moves to spite them rather than letting them stop him. There's hurried conversation among the other Dead Men as he enters the ring, the music quickly being cut off. The other four surround him and Crowe as the President and Sergeant-at-Arms go face to face. Shawn looks concerned more than anything else, handing the microphone over to Sentinel when he gestures for it although he's clearly seen to mouth the words 'are you sure?' before doing so.::

Michael River: "I gotta hear this..."

Lula Davidson: "Yeah, I think we all feel the same way."

::After a moment or two, Sentinel brings the microphone up and moves his lips but...no sound comes out. Far from being surprised, Sentinel seemed to know this would be the case, as if the act were symbolic. The rest of the group all are in newly-refreshed states of concern and trepidation as Sentinel, rather angrily, throws down the microphone with a grimace. Feedback leaves ears reeling for a few moments as his hand goes to his neck, ripping at the bandages. Antonio reaches out as if to stop this act but Sentinel swats his hand away with a glare.::

Lula Davidson: "What is do-oh..."

JC: "….Interesting.”

::A wound, perhaps four or five inches long, mars Sentinel's neck below the Adamn's apple. Though it's stitched shut, the sight is still a grisly one and in an instant we can see why the words aren't coming and likely the source of the big man's rage.::

Michael River: "This is where Jason would make some kind of crass comment about him being silent again, but some of us have more class then that.”

Lula Davidson: "Certainly explains why he wasn't here, but we're forgetting something."

Michael River: "That being?"

Lula Davidson: "Where's Talon?"

Michael River: "I think only he knows, and I wouldn't ask if I were you.”

::Shawn steps in again as Sentinel goes to leave the ring, grasping the Destroyer by the arm and not so much trying to force him back as to coax him into staying. He says something that the dropped microphone can't pick up well, though we can make out some things about it not being Sentinel's fault and how 'she's gonna be all right' but Sentinel barely responds even non-verbally. He gives a single, shallow nod, then leaves the ring and heads up the ramp as the rest of the Dead Men look on uncertainly. "Dangerous" begins again as the Destroyer makes his ascent.::

Michael River: "So...something happened to Talon too, I'm guessing."

Lula Davidson: "That's how it looks to me. But what? And besides that, what does this mean for Sentinel as far as his being the number-one contender to Bethany Kenyon's World Heavyweight Championship?"

Michael River: "I'm not sure I want to know. Think about it: the guy hasn't had a title shot in over a year and already spent six months on the shelf. To think that after all he went through to get back in the mix that he might have to do without again? I wouldn't want to be anyone in his way. Even if it were someone like Jonesy, you know?"

Lula Davidson: "I'm afraid I have to agree. Hopefully, fans, we'll have more information as the night goes on."

::The camera shifts to the hallways backstage and finds Shonn and Aernn walking through the back and heading toward what could only be Oliver Georgio's office.::

Lula Davidson: "And directly following Sentinel we have another suprise from last weeks show. Aerynn was pulled from the main event. Out of a World title match no less.”

Michael River: "Maybe we find out why.”

::But before they could find out anything the camera returns back to the announce table and shows Lula's Annoyed expression and Michael's empty blank one.::

Lula Davidson: "Or not!”

Michael River: "Patience Lula. Everything comes to the man who waits.....everything.”

Lula Davidson: "Well, it's time for our first match if nothing else!”

Michael River: "Miss Amy Zing. The girl has.....possibilities.”

Lula Davidson: "This should be a fast paced match up between three very quick, high-flying competitors.”

Michael River: "Well I…”

::“Requiem” by Metallica and the Trans-Siberian Orchestra begins to play over the arena. Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown, dressed to compete, but wearing their new “anyone can start; but only the thoroughbred can finish” t-shirts, which features that quote on the back with the silhouette of a horse on the front, and the UWA Tag Team Championships over their shoulders walk out to the ring.::

Lula Davidson: "What the hell? We just started.”

::Murphy and Krown make their way to the announce table, shooing Lula and Michael::

Lula Davidson: "Don’t they have a match to prepare for?”

Michael River: "Nah....go ahead. i am staying."

Lula Davidson: "Don't you think....."

Michael River: "Go.'

::The tone was commanding but not hostile as Lula leaves the table. Sang Réal takes up the announce table, setting the titles down and putting the headsets on, each man looking at Michael."

Krown: "Go. Peasant."

Michael River: "No. Now announce....or sit their quietly. Your choice."

::The two men look at one another, shrug and then look back to the ring.::

Krown: “Alright peasants and plebeians, the greatest tag team in the UWA is here to prove why we are also the greatest announce team in the UWA.”

Murphy: “It’s been awhile, but we are ready to get back into it with this triple threat match between Amy Zing, Cole Hunter and Dickie Tramel.”

Krown: “I only know one of those people.”

::The lights go out and Marilyn Manson's "Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of This)" starts. A strobe effect starts playing in time to the riff to allow all eyes to find Cole Hunter standing in the shadows of the entranceway, smirking cruelly. At 0.56, he starts to walk forward, his hands outstretched as if to invite everyone in close to him. He raises his hands up and folds them into a gun shape bringing the "barrel" up to his lips. He kisses it and then points it around to the fans as if to say "I could have you... or you... or you..." He steps into the ring and makes his way to a corner, facing the entranceway, waiting for his next victim to arrive as the lights come back up.::

Jamie Hensley: "Introducing first, from New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing in at 200 pounds…Cooole Hunnnterrr!”

Krown: “So what’s this guy’s deal? Should we be concerned he appears to be gunning down the audience?”

Murphy: “What? Some guy who paints his face and makes a gun gesture at people, then points at them as if he’s about to shoot them? Yeah, probably should be a warning sign. But he’s the only person from New Orleans in the UWA who is NOT a member of Arsenal.”

Michael River: "Wasn't that loser from the Children also from the NO? No....actually i think he was just from Luisiana."

::Big Balls by AC/DC begins to play. Dickie Tramel comes out to the ramp, excited for the upcoming match, with Hanna Hager following him.::

"Well I'm upper upper class high society
God's gift to ballroom notoriety
And I always fill my ballroom
The event is never small
The social pages say I've got
The biggest balls of all."

Jamie Hensley: "And his opponent, representing the Cornbread Mafia and being accompanied by Hanna Hager, from Peterborough, Ontario, Canada and weighing in at 200 pounds…Dickieeeee Trammmmellll!”

Krown: “Does the Cornbread Mafia really need more people? I mean more people did nothing to help the Sin City Knights. I fail to see how this guy helps the Cornbread Mafia.”

Murphy: “Nothing can help the Cornbread Mafia.”

Michael River: "Didn't they....beat you?"

::The two men gave their first, but not last annoyed glace at the strange vacant eyed man as Dickie walks down the ramp, exchanging high fives with the nearby crowd. He slides into the ring, and waits for Hanna to join him.::

"I've got big balls
I've got big balls
They're such big balls
And they're dirty big balls
And he's got big balls
And she's got big balls
(But we've got the biggest balls of them all)"

Krown: “So his name is Dickie, he has a tendency to be hit in the groin more than America’s Funniest Home Videos and Jackass combined and this is his music?”

Murphy: “Yeah. It appears so.”

Krown: “What the hell?! Seriously?! What the hell?!”

Michael River: "....The man wants us to know he has balls....obviously...."

::Hanna gets into the ring, and kisses Dickie for good luck, before giving him a knee to the groin. She gives him a cheeky smirk, as she leaves, while Dickie recovers from the nutshot.::

Murphy: “And that’s exactly what happens to Bob Brooks every time he talks to a woman.”

Krown: “You sure this guy isn’t in the Sin City Knights?”

::Cole wastes no time in charging in and trying to take the advantage presented by a man in a triple threat match while they are the only two in the ring. As soon as Hanna leaves the ring, he charges off, hammering away on Dickie and pulls him up, driving him into the mat with On The Hunt. He quickly moves in for a cover, yelling at the referee who has not ever started the match.::

Murphy: “I think we all agree, when your opponent’s valet hits him in the groin, and you don’t capitalize, you’re an idiot.”

Krown: “If your valet hits you in the groin and you do not fire her, then you are an idiot.”

::As the opening chords of "Unstoppable" by Fozzy feat. Christie Cook plays over the arena, the silhouette of a phoenix spreading its wings appears on the screens. It bursts into flames. The fire spells out the name "AMY ZING" across the screen imposed over the image of Amy performing her signature pose of bending over, rising up and spreading her arms out only to bring them back together.::

"One mind can beat a million
One chance is all I need
I will complete this mission
Damn you I will succeed"

Hensely: “From San Francisco, California by way of Hong Kong, China and weighing in at 120 pounds “The Hong Kong Sensation”…Aaaamy Ziiiiing!”

Murphy: “It amazes me someone that loses as often as she does is cheered as loudly as she is.”

Krown: “What? I can’t hear you!”

Michael River: "Because she has class boys."

::The crowd explodes in cheers as “the Hong Kong Sensation” runs out of the back and slides into the ring. She catches Cole with a roundhouse, and then connects with another as Cole gets back to his feet. She pulls the ribbon off her arm and ties her hair in a ponytail as the referee signals for the opening bell.::

Murphy: “Amy Zing learned to wrestle watching 80s action movies, and learned that the roundhouse answers everything.”

Krown: “I miss Steven Segal. He was the only actor who could play the exact same role in every movie; a man with no personality doing a job, but had a past as a member of some special forces doing missions that will never be declassified, and who reacts violent to situations.”

Murphy: “That is every Segal movie ever.”

::Cole manages to get back to his feet, but Amy is right on the attack with a series of kicks. She pushes Cole to the ropes and shoots him across, but Hunter manages to reverse with an Irish whip of his own and catches “the Hong Kong Sensation” with a hurricaranna and follows with a dropkick. ::

Murphy: “Every time I see Amy Zing, I think of the classic song lyrics “she’s got legs and she knows how to use them”, and she does have legs.”

Krown: “They talk about educated feet, but really, I think Amy’s can beat Dickie in an IQ test. Then again so can cabbage.”

::Taking control of the match, Cole tries to lock on a Boston crab, but Amy struggles to prevent the hold and kick Cole off her.::

Murphy: “Yeah, that’s smart, attack the legs.”

Krown: “Pretty sure she can kick through a car."

::Cole staggers back right into a clothesline from Dickie, who he completely forgot about. “Hot Rodz” follows up with a leg drop. As he gets back to his feet, Dickie is knocked back down by a spinning heel kick from Amy Zing.::

Murphy: “Huh, guess Dickie is still in this match.”

Krown: “God, why?”

::Getting back to her feet, Amy is taken back down with a bulldog from Cole. Dickie catches Cole with a Northern Lights suplex.::



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Murphy: “Someday, Dickie will be able to tell other people’s grandkids he got a two count in a match.”

Krown: “We know he isn’t going to have any of his own.”

Murphy: “Thank God for that.”

::Amy pushes Dickie over as Cole kicks out. Dickie gets to his feet, catching Amy in an armbar and follows through with a short-arm clothesline, then pulls her up and connecting with another, and pulls her up and nails a third short-arm clothesline.::

Murphy: “This is how nice Amy Zing is, letting Dickie hit these clotheslines.”

Krown: “I can’t help feel Dickie is a guy who just keeps sitting on his own balls.”

::Dickie throws his arms in the air to the cheers of the crowd. Cole Hunter, however, ruins Dickie’s brief celebration with a hurricaranna. He hooks a leg.::



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Kickout!



::Cole gets to his feet and Dickie down with a dropkick, quickly locking on a Boston crab.::

Murphy: “Dickie, just tap out.”

Krown: “I think he may be too stupid.”

::From out of no where, Amy nails a handspring back elbow to Cole Hunter, forcing him to break the hold.::

Murphy: “Damn it Amy! Why did you have to stop this? Now this match has to go on.”

Krown: “That’s just rude.”

Michael River: "Isn't that what the two of you do? what your known for? Rudeness?"

::The two men cast a annoyed glanced at the expressionless man while in the ring Cole manages to pick himself up, ducking a roundhouse kick from Amy and takes her down with a bulldog. He shoots the ropes, leaping off and landing a springboard moonsault, hooking the leg for a cover.::

Murphy: "Don't you have somewhere else to be?"

Krown: "Like cowering with your announce partner."

Michael River: "Cowering? No. But i need a good Latte i will let you know."



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Kickout!



Murphy: “There’s something ironic about hitting a moonsault to Amy Zing.”

Krown: “If you take Dickie out of this match, it’d be pretty good.”

::As Cole gets back to his feet, Dickie comes out of nowhere and shoots him into the corner. Trying to keep his momentum going, “Hot Rodz” picks Amy up off the mat and shoots her towards Cole, but “the Hong Kong Sensation” manages to reverse it and sends Dickie crashing right into Cole. Dickie drops down on the mat. Cole drops out of the corner, right below Dickie’s belt. Dickie grabs himself, kicking his legs a bit. Amy looks a little embarrassed that she caused that.::

Krown: “Oh look, Dickie got hit in the groin again.”

Murphy: “I feel like this man cannot go near any baseball park, football game or bowling alley or outside at all without someone hitting him in the groin.”

Krown: “I feel this man literally cannot sit down without sitting on his own balls.”

::Cole starts to pick himself up as Dickie recovers. He moves towards Amy, who starts to throw a series of kicks at him, trying to take him off his game and knocks him against the ropes. She goes for an Irish whip, trying to shoot Cole across the ring, but he reverses, shoots the ropes and nails a flying clothesline. Cole quickly gets to his feet and lands a standing moonsault to Amy, hooking the leg for a pin.::



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Murphy: “I give Cole credit, he’s aggressive.”



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Krown: “See why I am worried he seems to be shooting people during his entrance?”

Michael River: "Some people get off on that, violence can be a very effectie tool when used properly."

::Dickie Tramel lands a leg drop off the second turnbuckle to the back of Cole’s head, breaking up the pin. Cole rolls off of “the Hong Kong Sensation”, holding the back of his head as he tries to get to his feet. Dickie is not letting up and keeps the attack going with a series of punches and clotheslines him over the ropes. Both men spill out to the floor.::

Krown: “You just keep forgetting Dickie is in this match.”

::On the outside, Dickie and Cole start to get to their feet. Inside the ring, Amy manages to slowly get up, seeing the two men spill out of the ring. Getting up, “the Hong Kong Sensation” shoots the ropes and dives over the top rope with a suicide dive.::

Murphy: “Amy Zing is exciting to watch.”

Krown: “You know you are not thinking any thoughts about her pertaining to wrestling.”

Murphy: “No, I am not.”

::As Amy dives over the top rope, Cole pushes Dickie in front as he ducks out of the way and watches as Amy nails “Hot Rodz” with the suicide dive. Amy starts to get up, pulling Dickie up with her. Cole takes the opportunity to leap up onto the apron, and jump up on the ropes, leaping off and crashing down on “the Hong Kong Sensation” and “Hot Rodz”.::

Krown: “Let that be a lesson to you kids; use a human shield.”

::Cole picks himself up and rolls Amy into the ring and pulls her up, trying to lock her in for On The Hunt. Meanwhile, Dickie has managed to recover and pull himself up. He starts to climb the turnbuckle for a high risk maneuver. As Dickie gets to the top, Amy manages to push Cole off, right into the ropes, which causes Dickie to drop on the turnbuckle.::

Krown: “This guy can not stop taking groin shots. Just give him the $10,000 America and let’s get on with our lives.”

Murphy: “Some people can make the nutshot funny. Dickie is not one of those men.”

Krown: “Nope.”

::Amy nails Cole with a roundhouse. She then quickly pulls Dickie off the top with a Japanese armdrag takedown. She blasts Cole with a reverse roundhouse as he starts to get up and then nails Dickie with one of his own.::

Murphy: “And Amy goes for more kicks.”

Krown: “It’s all she knows!”

::Shooting the ropes, Amy leaps off and connects with the Phoenixsault to Cole, then manages to pick herself up off the mat and hits Dickie with another Phoenixsault. She holds her midsection as she pulls herself on top of Dickie for the pin.::



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::Cole manages to lift Dickie’s shoulders off the mat to break the pin.::

Krown: “And Cole Hunter had to break the pin, because he’s a dick and he hates you all and that’s why this has to continue.”

Murphy: “You have to admire Dickie’s ability to recover from the nutshot.”

::Cole and Amy manage to get back to their feet, and Cole is able to position himself behind Amy, locking the Dragon Sleeper onto “the Hong Kong Sensation”. Amy struggles, trying to find a way out of the hold as Cole locks it on tighter.::

Murphy: “So, you go for a submission hold on a person that will never submit?”

Krown: “Well, it’s bound to happen at some point.”

:::From out of nowhere, Dickie Tramel runs up to Cole, grabbing him and driving him into the mat with a Tornado DDT, which also takes Amy down with them. All three are down on the mat. Dickie rolls over for a cover to Cole.::



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Murphy: “That was just a collision.”

::Somehow, “the Hong Kong Sensation” manages to push Dickie off Cole to break the pin.::

Krown: “Amy Zing, much like Dickie’s nuts can take a beating, but I doubt Dickie’s bits even work anymore, while Amy keeps going.”

Michael River: "That seems to be a problem running rampid here, people taking people easily. one would imagine it will be an achillies heel for the entire lot of them."

::Dickie gets to his feet, picking Amy up and flips her over with a Northern Lights suplex.::



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Thr…Shoulder up!


Murphy: “Someday, Dickie will be able to tell other people’s grandkids that he got a two count on a former champion.”

::Dickie gets to his feet, leg dropping Cole. Rolling back to his feet, he shoots the ropes as Amy starts to get up and flips over her, trying to take her down with a sunset flip. Somehow Amy manages to hang on, trying to keep her balance. From out of nowhere, Cole Hunter nails Amy Zing with a flying clothesline, taking her over. Dickie is quick to turn it into a pin.::



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::Cole hits Dickie with a low dropkick, breaking the pin.::

Murphy: “Someone mark this down; Dickie Tramel has gone a whole minute without being hit in the groin.”

Krown: “It’s a new record.”

::Trying to keep the momentum going on his side, Cole tries to shoot Dickie into the corner, but “Hot Rodz” reverses and then charges in with a clothesline, which causes Cole to slump in the corner. Dickie then shoots Amy into the corner and follows with a clothesline. She too slumps in the corner. Dickie looks at Amy, which the crowd jeers and boos. He then looks at Cole, which the crowd cheers. They cheer louder as Dickie points to Cole.::

Krown: “You would think a guy who keeps getting hit in the groin would avoid using it as a weapon.”

Murphy: “Well his groin is practically worthless and useless, so why not?”

::The crowd cheers as Dickie charges and nails Cole Hunter with the Bronco Buster. He pulls himself out of the corner and turns towards Amy, charging in.::

Krown: “Oh, here he goes again.”

::At the last moment, Amy manages to roll out of the ring, and Dickie nails his groin on the turnbuckle. Amy manages to get to her feet.::

Krown: “Show of hands; who saw that coming?”

Murphy: “Even the blind saw that coming.”

Michael River: "Well you know what they sat, the blind leading the blind and all that..."

::Dickie rolls away from the corner, getting back to his feet. Amy connects with the Fenghuang Kick, dropping him like a ton of bricks.::

Murphy: “That had to hurt.”

Krown: “If we’re lucky, she kicked him so hard that he’s no longer retarded.”

Michael River: "If that only worked, i think i would have to try it....."

::Before Amy can make the cover, Cole Hunter runs up behind her and throws her into the turnbuckle shoulder first and then tosses her outside. He quickly pulls Dickie up and nails On the Hunt for a second time and goes for the pin, hooking both legs and pulling them up.::

Murphy: “Cole Hunter is stealing the win.”



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Krown: “I like it.”



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Murphy: “I never said I didn’t.”



Three!

Michael River: "Gentlemen, it's about time."

::Cole rolls off Dickie and gets to his knees, throwing his arm into the air. Murphy and Krown pick their titles up and leave the announce table, casting a unsure look at the strange multicolored haired man who has refused to leave. Lula reclaims her position. Inside the ring, Cole has gotten to his feet and the referee raises his arm.::

Jamie Hensley: "Here is your winner…Cole Hunter!”

Lula Davidson: "A hard fought match, but in the end, Cole Hunter managed to steal the win.”

Michael River: "Steal may be a bit tough, He earned it."

::Cole rolls out of the ring and heads to the back as Hanna rolls in to check on Dickie. On the outside of the ring, Amy rubs her shoulder, looking a bit disappointed.::

Lula Davidson: "Michael I have to ask. Why not leave the announce table. You have seen what people like that here have done haven't you?”

Michael River: "Of course I have, but I am not afraid. When you have stared into the very abyss that is hell you realize something.”

Lula Davidson: "What's that?”

Michael River: "That it stares back. See, I have seen the bottom of the well, and once you have seen that.....men like that don't scare you. They are.....merely mortal.”

::The camera shifts to the backstage to show Bethany Kenyon, the newly-crowned UWA World Heavyweight Champion, is chatting with someone on her phone as she walks down the hallway backstage. A few employees and others voice their congratulations for her big win and she acknowledges them, usually with a smile or little wave while in the process of finishing her conversation. When she comes to her locker room, however, the phone safely tucked in her pocket, she notices that the door itself isn't locked like she'd left it.::

Bethany: "What the hell...?"

::She looks back and forth as though expecting someone to jump out, instantly on guard considering recent events.::

Lula Davidson: "I don't think she should go in there. Too many people around here are liable to be pulling something to damage the new champion."

Michael Rivers: "Comes with having the gold, Lula. There's a big ol' target on Bethany. She'd better get used to it."

Lula Davidson: "There's having people gunning for you and getting waylaid by cowards."

::Turning the latch, Bethany takes a breath before shoving the door open hard, perhaps feeling like she'd nail someone standing behind the door if it came to that. When she busted into the room afterward, she finds nothing disturbed and instead something new. She blinks upon sight of it, heading out of sight of the camera which moves to follow her and give the fans a glimpse.::

Lula Davidson: "What's that...?"

::On the table beneath the lit mirror is a folded card with Bethany's name on it in looping script. It rests, folded, over a long-stem white rose which she takes up with the card and inhales of curiously.::

Michael Rivers: "Secret admirer, maybe?"

Lula Davidson: "Stalker more like if they're barging into her dressing room."

::She holds the flower (carefully, because thorns) while unfolding and reading the card which has all of one word etched within.::

Bethany: "'Congratulations'."

::The champion looks around again while lifting the snow white petals to her nose again.::

Lula Davidson: "That's sweet, yet still a little creepy."

::The camera then shifts back to the ringside area.::

Michael River: "Meow….It’s time for a cat fight!!!!....As Jason would say.”

Lula Davidson: "And he'd need to be careful what he said before those two cats turn their attention towards him and take their frustrations out on him instead of each other!”

Michael River: "He might like that!”

Lula Davidson: "The freak would!”

Jamie Hensley: "The following match is for one fall. Making her way to the ring first, weighing in at 149 pounds, standing 5 feet 9 inches talls, FAITH ROBERTSON!!!!!!!!!!!!!

::Fire with Fire” by The Letter Black hits and Faith makes her way out, her hands folded before her as if in constant contact with a higher power. Stepping just inside the entranceway, she slowly falls to her knees before pointing up to the sky, arms spread wide in adulation and adoration. Slowly, she stands up, the madness beginning everywhere but where she is. She pauses, jogging in place momentarily and then sprints forward into the light as the crowd goes insane around her, her focus constant. She dives into the ring under the bottom rope and finally looks up, raising her arms triumphantly as the crowd roots her on.::

Lula Davidson: "Faith got a big match in front of her facing off against our former heavyweight champion tonight!”

Michael River: "......no comment.”

Lula Davidson: "Good, probably better you didn’t open your mouth.”

Michael River: "Why? I'm not Jason. I won't stick my good in it. Jeszika needs this as much as anyone. To keep on track.”

Lula Davidson: "Yes, I think I agree.””

::The camera pans briefly from the ring to the table to show Michael smiling sightly.::

Jamie Hensley: "Making her way to the ring next, weighing in at 160 pounds, standing at 5 feet 8 inches tall, here is JESZIKA GAUTIER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

::Guitars start playing as "Define me" By Icon for Hire starts playing over the speakers as Jeszika walks out onto the ramp wearing a black leather studded corset encrusted with diamond over top of a Black tank top and a short pleated tartan skirt.::

"I'm coming out
So call your friends and gather round
It's time to judge and pin me down
I'm in the box you put me in
It's dark and I can't see a thing
No air I need to BREATH
I'm climbing out
Oh my god, Alert the town!
A freak, a monster's on the prowl!
Shut it up and TEAR IT DOWN
Grab your torch and pitchfork now"

::She forms a gun with her fingers and points it at the crowd before bringing it it up to her mouth and blowing it, then begins strutting down to the ring. She climbs into the ring over the middle rope, pausing on her way through to shake her ass seductively for the males in the crowd.::

"Define Me Define me
Somebody Find Me
And tell me what I am!
Y'know you love it!"

::Once in the middle of the ring she stops and opens the front of her corset, one side then the other, like doors, then opens both and drops the corset aside to the catcalls of the men in the crowd. She grins and nods, knowing they don't stand a chance, before she stands and waits for the start of the match. The bell sounds and the two begins to circle the ring and size each other up.::

Lula Davidson: "And here we go! Who is going to make the first move?”

::Jeszika and Faith both move towards the center of the ring and get nose to nose and begins to talk trash when out of nowhere Faith smacks Jeszika so hard it causes Jesz to take a few steps back and make the crowd pop.::

CROWD-”WWWOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Michael River: "Bad decision by Faith there, just wait.”

::Jeszika gaines her composure and charges at at Faith taking her down with a quick russian leg sweep. She then jumps back up and bounces off the ropes to attempt a knee drop but Faith rolls out of the way just in time. Faith gets up and Jeszika is not far behind and the two lock up in the middle of the ring. Neither one really having the major size advantage so neither was able to gain the upper hand.::

Michael River: "Looks like we have a stalemate here. Who will push to get ahead?”

Jeszika thinks like the champion she was and lets go of her hold and drops to her knees only to deliver a harsh uppercut right to the jaw of Faith.

Lula Davidson: "Jeszika showing why she still has what it takes to hold gold around here!”

Michael River: "If she still has what it takes then why did she lose it in the first place? One has to wonder.”

::Another uppercut and Jeszika sends Faith off the ropes only to be meet with a surprising dropkick and Faith drops like a bag of rocks. Jeszika rolls over and hooks the leg for the cover.::




One…………….





Michael River: "Jeszika came out of nowhere with the damn dropkick. She was on the mat than.....impressive.”





Two……………



::Faith gets the shoulder up right in the nick of time. Jeszika doesn’t waste anytime as she grabs Faith by the hair and begins to bounce her head off the mat repeatedly. The ref begins to make the count for Jeszika to break the hold.::


One….


Two….

::Before he can get to three Jeszika stops and gets to her feet and eggs Faith to get up. Faith uses the corner to slowly get to her feet.::

Lula Davidson: "Jeszika is relentless tonight.”

Michael River: "Let her be relentless to me, or try anyway.”

Lula Davidson: "You might want to take that statement back. She will destroy you.”

Michael River: "Heh.”

::The chuckle was soft, almost amused as Faith finally gets ot her feet and Jeszika comes charging at her attempting a diving crossbody but Faith ducks and Jeszika goes chest first into the turnbuckle. She stumbles back and turns around only to have Faith begin to unleash a series of standing kicks all over her body. Faith backs Jeszika back into the corner and continues with the kicks.::

Michael River: "Faith showing she is no push over. Getting right back into it with our Former Champion.”

::Faith grabs Jeszika by the arms and whips her off the ropes. As Jeszika bounces off one side so does Faith. Except she launches off the ropes in attempts to land a huge springboard crossbody only to be caught mid air by Jeszika. Faith’s eyes go wide not knowing what to do now.::

Lula Davidson: "Jesz showing her power and resiliance.”

::Jeszika turns towards the crowd and laughs as she just dumps faith over the ropes to the mat outside and the referee begins to count Faith out.::


One….




Two…..




Three….


::Faith uses the apron to slowly get to her feet.::


Four…..


Five…..



::Jeszika comes over to taunt Faith and screams at her to get back in the ring. Faith pops up and yanks Jeszika’s feet from under her and quickly rolls in the ring to go for the cover.::



One….




::Jeszika quickly kicks out of the failed pin attempt and tries to get to her feet but is met by a hard right hand from Faith. Jesz sends one right back and the two begin to trades blows for a few moments.::

Michael River: "Told you it was time for a cat fight, see I was right!”

Lula Davidson: "One of the rare times he'd have been right.....”

::Faith begins to gain the upper hand after they trade blows for nearly a minute. She then whips Jeszika off the ropes and takes her down hard with a handspring roundhouse kick. Faith falls on top of Jeszika and tries for the pinfall once again.::


One………






Two………..




Thr…


::Jeszika gets her shoulder up at the last second and Faith seems angered that she can not keep the former champion down for the count. She drags Jeszika to her feet by her hair but is caught by surprise when Jeszika sends a hard kick to the gut and dropped out of nowhere with The Fatale-ity.::

Michael River: "What a counter by Jeszika. Someone start collecting coins for the boatman.”

::Jeszika doesn’t waste time and drops down for the cover and the ref begins to make the count.::




One…….








Two…….




Lula Davidson: "And it’s all over! Guess Faith didn’t have the power of god on her side tonight!”



THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Jamie Hensley: "Your winner by way of pinfall…...JESZIKA GAUTIER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

::Jeszika is joined in the ring with the rest of her stablemates to celebrate her win. As they do so Shonn and Pauly appear at the top of the entrance ramp and just stare down Arsenal in the ring. The camera then sent the feeds to a commercial and when it returns, it returns into the office of Oliver Georgio. Oliver sat behind his desk looking down at reports from the U.W.A. Doctor as well as the private doctor.

Before the desk with her hair pulled into a ponytail stood the former Champion, Aerynn Donnelly. She wore a simple pair of cargo pants and a mesh T-Shirt. She stood with her arms crossed over her chest and an expression that was anything but pleasant.::

Aeynn: “Don't think for a second I am happy either Oliver. After what that idiot did, the last thing I want is for him to just walk away.”

Oliver: “Well, I hate to see you leave, but in your condition, I think I understand it.”

Lula Davidson: “Condition?!”

Michael Rivers: “Well now.....”

Aerynn: “I should be back sometime around Tragic Engagement next year.”

Oliver: “Well, I have to say congrats. I hope the child looks like you I dare say.”

::Aerynn actually smiled for the first time in months and then turned and walked to the door of the room. When she opened it multiple things happened at once. A metal baton came around the door frame and caught her dead in the face and Aerynn collapsed like a ton of bricks. At that same moment Bethany Kenyon and Shonn Mcguire screamed.::

Shonn: “AERYNN!”

Bethany: “BRODY! WHAT DID YOU DO!”

::The camera came around as Oliver raced out of his office, Shonn and Bethany raced to the down and bleeding Aerynn. All three of them were kneeling around her as Oliver looked up at Brody.::

Oliver: “She's Pregnant dammit!:

::The look on Brody's face wasn't panic, or even regret. It was blank. Empty. As if he was medicated.::

Brody: “So? After everything she has done. Carrie. Billy. Jeszika and ME. She deserved it and more.”

Bethany: “BRODY! That isn't what we said we were here for! You said we were gonna talk to her! Try and convince her that this war is over.”

::Brody looks down then and the metal police baton clanks loudly to the ground and he whispers.::

Brody: “It's over. If she comes after us again.....i finish the job.”

Bethany; “DAMNIT BRODY!”

Oliver: “SECURITY! GET HIM OUT OF HERE!”

::Bethany apologized once and then fled the scene as security excorted Brody from the area and medics began to tend to Aerynn and the camera shifts back to the ringside area.::

Michael Rivers: “Well, that's a new side of him.”

Lula Davidson: “It's a dispicible side!”

Michael Rivers: “You know what they sat....all is fair, in love and war.”

Jamie Hensley-”The following match is a non-title tag team match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, UWA’s Television champion……...LLLAACCEEYYY RRROOOBBBEERRRTTSSSS!!!!!"

::The stage lights begin to flash red, as 'With me' begins to play.::

"You know
Every world will have it's end (Have it's end)
I'm here
To Prove it all
To you."

::A loud engine can be heard, as Lacey comes out to the stage on her chopper.::

"I am
Who you don't think I am (Think I am)
All wrapped up
In my evil plan."

::Lacey revs up her engine a couple times, before she rides to the ring.::

"Can't taste the day (taste the day)
Savour night (savour night)
Spells beyond you
As I watch you crawl."

::Once Lacey reaches the ring, she takes a couple laps around the ring, before she gets off, and slides into the ring.::

"Do you dare to fight (dare to fight)
Evil's might (evil's might)
I'll be the last one standing
In a flash of light!"

::Lacey climbs onto on of the turnbuckles, and flashes the devil's sign with both hands. She then takes off her kutte, before she climbs down.::

Lula Davidson: "Our Television Champion doesn’t care what kind of match it is. She goes in like it is a title defense every time.”

Michael River: "She has to. If Murphy or Krown gets a pinfall on her, maybe they should be considered for a title shot and she doesnt want that.”

Jamie Hensley-”And her partner weighing in at 215 pounds and standing at 5 feet 9 inches tall…..THE PHOTOGRAPHER BOB BROOKS!!!!!!!!!!!!

::Can't Stop begins to play, and shortly after 'Photographer' Bob Brooks walks out from backstage. He's carrying a large tri pod with a camera perched on top over his shoulder, similar to how some baseball players might carry their baseball bat. Bob walks towards the ring, his eyes looking up at the lights above, then around the ring, making himself familiar with the setting. He makes it to the ring, but instead of stepping inside he walks around it, looking for the perfect spot. Finally he finds a spot he finds ideal, and sets his tri pod down. Now Bob takes his time fiddling with the camera itself, making sure it's pointed towards the ring at an angle that won't miss any of the action, he isn't about to rely on anyone else to capture the action for him. Once Bob has convinced himself he's got the perfect set up, he slides into the ring.::

Michael River: "Bob must be estatic that he gets to team up with Lacey tonight, its like a creepers wet dream.”

Lula Davidson: "He better keep it in his pants for the duration of the match!”

::The arena lights go out. “Requiem” by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra & Metallica begin to play. Golden sparks rain from the ceiling, illuminating Connor Murphy, who is standing and looking up with his arms and the UWA Tag Team Championship belt raised in the air, and Gabriel Krown, who is on one knee in front of Murphy, looking up and his arms raised as he holds the title up into the air. The lights come back on.::

Jamie Hensley: "Coming to the ring, at a combined weight of 467 pounds, they are the UWA Tag Team Champions...Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown...Sang Réal!"

::Krown gets to his feet, shouldering the title, and spins a bit, his robe flying behind him as he turns to stand next to Murphy, who keeps the title held up before draping it over his shoulder. The two men walk to the ring, ignoring the jeers and boos from the crowd.::

Lula Davidson: "The crowd letting Sang Real know how they feel about them right now!!”

::The two men climb the stairs and walk along the apron before entering the ring. In the middle of the ring, the two strike the same pose as they did at the entrance. Krown gets to his feet and the two climb the turnbuckles to pose, raising the titles high above the crowd. Dismounting, the two hand the titles to the referee as they move to their corner and take their robes off.::

Michael River: "Sang Real said they wanted more teams to step up and fight well this sure is an interesting team to do so.”

::Lacey shoots Bob a quick look at the charge at Sang Real who are still in the middle of taking their robes off. Bob Drop kicks Gabriel out of the ring while Lacey begins to pound Connor right in the kidneys. The referee forces Bob to climb out and get on his side of the ring and finally calls for the bell.::

Lula Davidson: "Lacey and Bob figuring they need any advantage they can going against the tag champs. Regardless of the hate everyone has for them, they are champions for a reason.”

Michael River: "Don’t be cheap though.”

Lula Davidson: "They would do the same thing, don’t even try to cover for them.”

Michael Rivers: “I wont, I cover for no one. If they fry, they fry. Dead weight must be cast from the tree for it to grow.”

::Lacey continues to pound on Connor until Connor musters up the strength to throw Lacey off of him
and send her to the mat. He goes to charge at her with a boot to the face but she rolls to the side and sweeps out the one foot still on the ground, causing him to fall right on his ass. Once again she pounces and begins to send hard rights and lefts anywhere she can on him.::

Lula Davidson: "Lacey in rare form tonight!”

Michael River: "This intensity must be why Bob has such a case of the hots for her.”

::She finally stops and drags Connor to her corner and tags in Bob. She holds Conor’s one arm out at Bob climbs to the top turnbuckle and launches off. He comes down with a hard elbow to Connor’s shoulder and they both go to the mat. Bob rolls Connor over and goes for the count.::




One………….



::Gabriel slides in the ring….::



Two…….


::Gabriel comes running over and stomps on Bob’s head to break up the count and right away the referee shoves him back to get him out of the ring. While the ref is distracted Connor sends a thumb to the eye of Bob.::

Lula Davidson: "What a cheap move!”

::Bob tries to stumble to his corner but Connor grabs him and takes him down with a short arm clothesline and stares down Lacey.::

Connor Murphy-”YOU THINK YOU CAN STOP US? NO ONE CAN STOP US!!!!!!!”

::Lacey goes to reach over the ropes to swing at Connor but he takes a step back to avoid the hard swing. What he doesn’t realize is Bob creeping on the mat below and he makes a quick move to roll Connor up and go for the pin.::





One………….







Tw…..



::Connor quickly kicks out and both men get to their feet. They instantly lock up and begin a battle for position. Connor having the obvious size advantage begins to push Bob towards the corner where Gabriel stands Connor then frees the lock up and sends a hard kick to the gut and then tags in his partner. Gabriel jumps right in and begins to kick Bob repeatedly in the gut. After a few kicks the referee breaks it up and pushes Gabriel back a bit.::

Gabriel-”YOU GUYS ARE A JOKE OF A TEAM!!!!!”

::The referee continues to yell at Gabriel as Connor chokes Bob for a few moments. Lacey screams to get the refs attention but by time he turns to look towards Bob, Connor releases the hold and the ref sees nothing wrong being done.::

Lula Davidson: "A second earlier and the referee would have seen Connor trying to cheat for the upper hand!!!”

Michael River: "All is fair in love and war.”

::Gabriel wastes no time and goes to charge right for Bob in the corner but Bob rolls out of the way sending Gabriel chest first into the turnbuckle. Bob dives and tags in Lacey. She now charges at Gabriel who is just turning around and sends a massive dropkick sending him back into the corner and knocking his partner off the apron and to the mat below.::

Lula Davidson: "Lacey has been in high speed this whole match. Sang Real is going to have to figure something out real quick if they are going to slow her down.”

::Lacey then goes to whip Gabriel off the ropes but Gabriel counters and sends her off the ropes. He charges right at her and before she can react Gabriel takes her down with Ye King’s Anger! Connor is finally back in his corner and Gabriel calmly walks over and tags him in. Connor then drags Lacey to her feet and sends her right back down with a power slam. He drops and hooks the leg for the cover.::





One…………..









Two……………..





::Lacey gets the shoulder up and it seems to piss Connor off. He gets her to her feet and right back down with a snap suplex and hooks the leg again for another pin attempt.::





One…..






Tw……


Michael River: "She gets the shoulder up even quicker this time!”

Lula Davidson: "Like we said. They are going to have to figure out a way to slow her down somehow. Even with these quick aggressive moves, it does not seem to be enough.”

::Connor becomes angered and stalks Lacey waiting for her to get to her feet. A few seconds later she does and Connor moves in and goes for his finisher, Murphy’s Law but Lacey makes a hell of a counter and locks in The Deal Breaker!::

Lula Davidson: "WHAT A COUNTER!!!!!!”

::As it appears that Conner may cosider tapping Krown appears out of nowhere and blasts Lacey from behind breaking the hold. Bob enters the ring to check on his parter leaving Sang Real free to roll from the ring and snatch their titles from the announce table and head back up the rampway.::

Lula Davidson: "What are they doing?"

Michael Rivers: "What Lackeys do....fleeing."

::After a ten count, all the while Lacey and Bob are argueing with the referee he waves his hand and call for the bell.::

Jamie Hensley: "Here are your winners by count out.....Bob Brooks and LACCEY ROBERTS!"

Lula Davidson: "i know that a win is win, but i dont think they wanted to win like this."

Michael Rivers: "It's not over....Lacey won't take this lying down...."

Lula Davidson: "Too bad for Bob...."

::A camera shifts from the ringside area to watching as Jeszika Gautier returns to the dressing room following her match and slowly disrobes. As she drops her top to the floor next to her bag, a voice comes in for the viewers’ benefit. ::

Voice: “A wondrous sight, is it not?”

::With her back turned, Jeszika drops her bottoms while the camera stays so only her bare back is visible. ::

Voice: “I enjoy it so… perhaps, it’s time…”

::The camera sits down as Jeszika walks to the shower and turns on the water behind a frosted screen. A man in a green hood walks from the camera to the door and slips in behind her. He quickly grabs her in a sleeper hold, making sure his grip is secure despite her slippery state.

Jeszika panics as she feels arms grip around her, but in her slippery state she struggles to fight against him as he feet slip on the bottom on the shower, her efforts only making his grip tighter, she can feel herself fading.::

Jeszika: "You Bastard... what do you want!!"

::She squeaks from beneath his arms.::

Voice: “You…”

::Her struggles resume.::

Jeszika: "Well you can't have me..."

She tries to elbow him in the ribs.

Voice: “We shall see…”

::He squeezes and she goes limp in his arms. He gently lays her down and then kisses her on the lips before leaning down by her ear. He whispers something and then stands up, walking away and leaving a rose next to her on the floor.::

Michael River: "Well that's intresting....."

Lula Davidson: "Intresting?! That's disgusting!"

Michael Rivers: “To each their own! And two roses in one night! From the same person? Or just a happy coincidence?”

Jamie Hensley: "Our next match is a one-on-one contest set for one fall! Introducing first..."

::The lights dim down and a single spotlight is shown at the stage, as "Look Pimpin'" begins::

"You see my swag

Now you wanna come and give me all this drag

I think you better back (back)

Because my hand is itching to give you a smack"

::The Silver Baron rises up from beneath the stage, with both his main girls, Nicole and Jade, arms linked around his on both sides. Once fully risen up, he looks around, before the girls let go and the Silver Baron raises his hands up in the air.::

"What's your name again Jack?

It's the end of the road ain't no turning back

Don't let the fly taste fool you

Matter fact it's about time that I school you

Don't worry I'm not in a hurry

I don't even wanna get my fresh gear dirty

A little birdie chirped of your flurry

Now I must nip it or better yet bury"

Jamie Hensley: "...led to the ring by Nicole and Jade, from Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at 225 pounds...SILVER BARON!"

::The Silver baron begins to casually walk to the ring, occassionally reaching over to slap hands with some of the fans, along with a bit of flirting to some of the ladies. He is followed closely by Nicole and Jade.::

"Your entity look at me while I'm talking

I heard you lurking or was it even stalking

My program thinking you're the man in the place

Now it's about time you catch a hand to the face"

::Once all three reach the ring, the ladies get up, and pose at the ropes, while The Silver Baron slides in. Immediately, he climbs up on the nearest turnbuckle, oustretches his arms, before tapping himself twice on the chest with his scepter.::

Michael River: "Always a pleasure to see the Baron out here, cause it means we get a look at his ladies."

Lula Davidson: "Broke again, huh?"

Michael River: "It ain't cheap livin' the pimp lifestyle."

Lula Davidson: "Like you'd know."

Michael Rivers: I might for all you know.”

"Look Pimpin' I ain't playing

In a minute you're gonna be laying

On the ground I ain't messing around

My city, my rules, my money, my town
Look Pimpin' I ain't playing

In a minute you're gonna be laying

On the ground I ain't messing around

My city, my rules, my money, my town"

Jamie Hensley: "And introducing his opponent, from Belfast, Ireland and weighing in at 252 pounds...the Irish Hellhound...PAULY O'CONNER!"

"Take a bullet to my mandibles
It's the path I chose
Took life and I grabbed the balls
I rose like an animal
And the jungle taught me to handle foes."

::Green, orange, and white pyros go off and Pauly comes bursting from be hind the curtains and onto the ramp.::

"To all ya mother Effers
Heffers and half steppers
The best of us is yet to come
Ya'll aint seen the last of us
I am that kid that nobody ever gave a ufck about
Curse words and the worst words
were the first words coming out my mouth
We started out with nothing so we had nothing to lose."

::Pauly makes he way charging down the ramp and slides into the ring as the song fades and he awaits the start of the match.::

Michael River: "Pauly looks pretty pumped tonight. This one might get mean."

Lula Davidson: "When isn't it with him and his cronies involved?"

Michael River: "Nothing mean about doing business."

Lula Davidson: "So that's what they call it."

Michael Rivers: “Omelets, broken eggs. You know the story.”

::There's not a lot of feeling out once the bell rings, as Pauly rushes Baron and bull-rushes the Vegas native into the turnbuckles. Following up with a series of rights and lefts, Pauly batters his opponent down fiercely as Baron does his best to cover up and weather the assault. It takes the referee barging into the middle of it, taking his life into his own hands essentially, to stall Pauly's onslaught when the threat of disqualification fails. Pauly comes this close to hurling the official aside and goes right back at Baron, who lunges forward as the offical is shoved aside, driving his brow into the bridge of the Irish Hellhound's nose. Pauly reels and Baron backs up onto the second rope, coming off at Pauly with a clothesline that takes the bigger man to the mat.::

Lula Davidson: "Fierce action right off the bat with these two tonight. Something lit a fire under Pauly's ass!"

Michael River: "That some kind of Irish joke, Lula?"

Lula Davidson: "No, I just mean he's fired up...you know, motivated. I'll leave the racially-charged
humor to Jason when he returns.”

::Pauly and Baron aren't concerned with such thoughts. With the advantage on his side now after dropping a couple legs across Pauly's chest and scoring a near-fall, Baron is pulling the Irishman up and sending him into the ropes. An attempt to drive Pauly down with a shoudlerblock, though, only gets the Sin City Knight a retaliatory clothesline for his efforts, one that has him landing chest-down on the mat. Pauly lays in the boots for a second or two, then drops an elbow between the shoulder blades before pushing Baron over and attempting a lateral press.



ONE...




TWO...



Baron kicks out with authority but O'Conner is right back on him, getting him by the hair and driving a few straight rights into his face before the referee hooks Pauly by the arm. Once more the pause costs the Gealtachta member and Baron leans up to grab Pauly by the head, trying to lock in a front guillotine. O'Conner realizes what'll happen if the Baron cinches in and quickly scrambles for the ropes, getting hold of the middle strand. Baron milks the count till four before letting go and drives a boot up into the VERY lower abdomen as Pauly backs off a bit, something the ref warns him about.::

Michael River: "Baron's fightin' dirty!"

Lula Davidson: "Like Pauly didn't start it! But it's making for a good match!"

Michael River: "No arguement here! They're beating the crap outta each other, I approve.”

::Spearing Pauly back into the corner, Baron wraps his right arm around the top rope and kicks that strand a few times, working to tighten up the bicep on the Hellhound. Pauly shoves him back and drills him in the face with a boot when Baron rushes back, but his attempt to come off the middle rope ends with him meeting knees, leaving him a little out of breath while clutching his ribs. Baron, again feeling like Pauly started it with the back-alley brawling, stomps on Pauly's right hand before all but punting his right arm. Pauly tries to shake out the arm, dropping down and holding the top rope as Baron comes running his way. Ever agile, Baron lands safely on the apron but is knocked to the floor anyway but a shoulder tackle from Pauly who almost goes out between the ropes himself thanks to his violent exuberance.::

Michael River: "Baron took a spill there, and a pained opponent is like blood in the water for O'Conner."

Lula Davidson: "He's following Baron out and there's a whip to the steps! Referee's trying to warn these two off but they're not having it!"

::Charging in, Pauly drives a knee into the chest of Baron as he propped up against the steel. Reeling, Baron looks plenty out of it as Pauly again backs up, measuring his opponent for another drive. The Sin City Knight gets out of the way this time, though, and O'Conner is just able to stop himself. A right hand from the Vegas pimp stuns Pauly, giving his opponent the chance to slam that arm against the steps, but he has to roll into the ring to break up the count lest the match end most unsatisfactorily.

Pauly follows him in, still shaking out the arm but having enough strength to heave up a charging Baron and fall back with a Samoan drop. The resultant pin attempt only gets Pauly two but he has bigger problems: Baron is dead-set on getting the big man into the Silver Lining! With Pauly near the middle of the ring, he has nowhere to go if Baron gets those fingers unlocked! And it takes one hell of a strain on the battered arm, but Pauly does indeed stave off the submission before it's clenched, pulling Baron up halfway and slamming him back down spinebuster-style!::

Lula Davidson: "That could've been the end right there! Didn't think Pauly had the power left after the assualt!"

Michael River: "Baron's really been going for the arm and I don't blame him. But now what's Pauly doing?!"

Lula Davidson: "Heading for the high rent district!"

::He is indeed looking to get up on the turbuckles, having dropped a knee to the heart of Baron after fighting out of the attempted cross-armbreaker. Baron's up, though, and gets booted back by Pauly's massive sole. Instead, Baron lunges for the ropes which causes the Hellhound to crotch the barely-padded steel unpleasantly.::

Michael River: "That hurt MY marble sack..."

::Wending his way to the corner, Baron fires off a few jaw-jacking forearms before pulling the big Irishman over his shoulders. Popping him off near mid-ring, Baron levels Pauly with the Playa-bomb, holding on for the pin attempt.::









ONE...









TWO...









THREE!









Jamie Hensley: "Ladies and gentlemen, your winner...SILVER BARON!"

::Rolling out of the ring, the referee following to raise his arm, Baron exults in his victory with his ladies for a moment before heading up the ramp. Pauly needs a moment to get to his feet, and despite the fall not going his way he looks happy with the fact that he beat the hell out of his opponent en route.::

Michael River: "Stiff fight, and stiff competition for those to follow!"

Lula Davidson: "That's just how they, and these two, like it, Jason."

:The camera switches to the locker room where Vince Jones can be seen getting himself hyped up and ready for his upcoming match. All of a sudden Stephanie Miller shows up on the scene with a microphone in hand.::

Stephanie Miller: “Well, hello!”

::Vince stops in his tracks and just rolls his eyes at at the sight of the interviewer armed with the mic.::

Vince Jones: “And what the fuck do you want, huh??”

Stephanie Miller: “I just wanted to get a few words from you about your upcoming match against Shonn McGuire tonight.”

::Vince snarls at the thought. ::

Vince Jones: “What the fuck you think gonna happen out there tonight? The same shit that happened at Tragic Engagement to that bitch, Amy Zing, a mahfucka gonna get silenced! That's what's happenin' tonight! Easy as that! “

Stephanie Miller: “No worries whatsoever on your end?”

Vince Jones: “What is there really to worry about? What? McGuire will be taken care of in the ring! That's a guarantee! Now if you really wanna know what's up with the Jones you can start with the fact that you got some mahfuckas in the UWA that need to learn about the word respect!”

::Stephanie Miller looks at Vince in confusion.::

Stephanie Miller: “Respect??”

Vince nods.

Vince Jones: “Ya damn right...respect! Ya see it goes like this! When you have a man like V. Jones standing in the damn ring afta a victory you give him his fuckin' moment! You give him his time to shine in the spotlight! You give hiim that respect! V blasts Amy Zing, pins her, wins, he's celebratin' and then you got this clown, Silva Baron, and some otha band of no-name chumps stormin' the damn scene and puttin' a wreck on Jonesy's shine! You don't do that! It should be unda stood! So V bein' the undastandin' kinda guy that he is gonna let what happened at Tragic Engagement slide for the moment and considah that shit a fuckin' mistake, but you best belieeeeve that if that punk ass pimp eva makes that same damn mistake again oh its gonna be on! Why? Cuz a man like Jonesy always keeps the pimp hand strong!”

::Vince Jones raises his backhand to the camera.::

Vince Jones: “And he not afraid to turn a grown man like Silva Baron into a bitch if needed to make a point! 'Nuff said!”

Stephanie Miller: “Strong words. Well, good luck with your match tonight. “

::The camera slowly fades back to the locker room of Jeszika Gautier where Jeszika was lying on the floor still. The doors opened and Ashley and Bethany walked into the room looking more at each other then anything else.::

Bethany: “And he just....attacked her! She'd pregnant Ash!”

Ashley; “After everything she has done....i don;t think she gets a pass just because she's pregnant B. I mean, this war between them has gotten nasty......”

::It was right around then that the two women saw Jeszika and rushed to her side. And then Bethany saw the rose and looked down at her back where one stuck out of her own bag and then turned and rushed out the door.

When she got out of the locker room she happened to see the man who had delivered her rose and flagged him down.::

Bethany: “That package you gave me....where did it come from?”

Delivery man; “....It was sent from someone here named Sentinel as a congratulations for your win.”

::The man answered and then walked away leaving Bethany stunned.::

Bethany: “...Sentinel?”

::The scene then shifted back to jamie in the ring.::

Lula Davidson; “....Did Sentinel attack Jeszika?”

Michael Rivers: “No. It's not his style....and he can't talk right now.”

Lula Davidson: “Or he wants us to think he cant talk......”

Jamie Hensley: “The following contest is set for one fall, introducing first, from New York City and weighing in at 269 pounds, “The Violence” VINCE JONES!!!”

::A loud gunshot is heard blasting over the loudspeakers and throughout the arena. Next the sound of a live electrical current can be heard pulsing through the air as the voice of 2Pac breaks the silence.::

"Yo we doin' this shit from Cleveland to L.A.
Bruh whatever you killahs want we bringing it
Thug Luv, bitch what time is it?

I don't give a fuck where you lay at
It's time to slay these bitch ass killahs
They ain't even knowing what type of killahs we is

Where my thugs at?
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, I know you mahfuckas been waiting for this shit for a long time
Well here it is here it is what you gone do with it"

::Bizzy Bone takes over with the lyrics on the track as Vince Jones suddenly bursts through the entryway curtains armed with his black, Louisville slugger baseball bat. Jasmine appears through the entryway curtains and follows close behind him. Vince Jones makes his way to the edge of the rampway, raises his arms and the baseball bat over his head, and flashes the hand sign of his old New York street gang, the EDW.::

"Well I must be close to the Armageddon
Lord You know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson
You brought and am I stressing it softly"

::Vince Jones slowly makes his way down towards ringside while antagonizing and provoking each and every last person in the stands that he can during his stroll.::

"Get 'em up off me 'cause all we wanted
Was harmony been bombing 'em yell up outta my ghetto
I want settle get on my level
They can't stop me or drop me killah they got me fuck naw
Little Pac get schizophrenic and manage to damage all y'all

I'll talk about 'em and you don't really want it
'Cause they're cornered and I want 'em to jump up
I'd rather say that we came to shut 'em all down
So quick to test bullet yes declare war

Roll and I'll blow when I get the gun for the murder
Mo' horror for what the did it all pause for the cause
And I fin to pull a nine or pistol little killa
Wit mine fuck dem killas it's on

All y'all fall Bizzy gettin' bitches test me bless the floor
In any attempt to arrest me stress me Lord
Looking at death with the last of my breath
Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps

Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets
Deep in the leaves I'm alone killa believe
That I can see it if needed an if you really want me in
Well let it be and get the greens and be runnnin' up over Cleveland"

:;Vince Jones reaches and enters the ring. He immediately climbs up to the middle turnbuckle where he raises his arms and the Louisville slugger in the air, and flashes the hand sign of the EDW once again.::

"Ha ha ha what's poppin' killa? Put your motherfucking
Hand on your strap killa, we can do this like gangstas and slug it out
Or be like punks and punk it out
Pull your strap on me killa and you better kill me thug life baby"

::After taking in and literally feeding off of the hatred from the crowd he climbs down from the turnbuckle and readies himself for battle as the theme music slowly fades out.::

"Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv
Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv"

Lula Davidson: “This man has sounded like he was on a different mission since losing the UWA North American Championship to Ashley Kenyon.”

Michael Rivers: “He's been on a mission, destroying everything in his path....and then there was Baron.”

Lula Davidson: “Don't underestimate Baron.”

Michael Rivers: “i underestimate no one....”

::The lights dim as the thunder effects start up in “Prelude To Madness.” At the 0.38 mark, a lone guitar starts playing amidst the strings. At 1.24, the riff kicks in and Shonn Maguire marches through the entranceway, seemingly paying little attention anything but his destination in the ring. As the music gets more frantic and cacophonous, Shonn simply walks straighter, slower until he reaches the ring and walks up the steps, ready to go.::

Jamie Hensley: “His opponent, from Dublin, Ireland and weighing in at 230 pounds, he represents Gealtachta, “Malleus Diabolus” SHONN MAGUIRE!!!”

Michael Rivers: “Now this another man who needs to be watched carefully.”

Lula Davidson: “You keep saying that. Making a list?”

Michael River: "In a manner of speaking.”

::The bell sounds and Maguire rushes at Jones right off, looking for a flying forearm shot. Jones catches him and swings around into a sidewalk slam. Maguire rolls to the ropes and Jones stands up, smirking. Maguire starts to move as Jones moves in, dusting off his own shoulder. Maguire catches him coming in with a rising European uppercut. Jones staggers back and Maguire throws a punch that connects with Jones’s jaw. Jones falls back into the ropes and Maguire tries to rush him. Jones ducks under and backdrops Maguire over the top rope out onto the apron. Jones turns and Maguire punches him in the throat. Jones staggers back and Maguire slingshots himself up and over into a sunset flip.::


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KICKOUT!!!

::Maguire gets to his feet and runs to the ropes. Jones gets to his feet and catches Maguire coming off the ropes with a the Jaw Jacka mafia kick. Maguire goes down hard and rolls to the ropes. Jones walks up, shaking his head in disgust. He kicks Maguire in the ass, sending the irishman rolling off the edge. Maguire plunges down to the floor, landing in a heap as Jones steps back nodding like he knew this was coming all along. ::

Lula Davidson: “Jonesy doesn’t look like he’s impressed...”

Michael River: "Why would he be? Maguire’s on the floor and he’s not.”

Lula Davidson: “The match isn’t over yet, is it?”

Michael River: "No, it's far from over.”

::Jones moves over to the ropes and Maguire pops up, grabbing Jones by the ankles. Maguire pulls and Jones goes down, legs draping over the edge of the ring. Maguire takes Jones’s legs and slams them against the edge of the ring before pulling Jones all the way out. Maguire drills him with a short forearm smash and then runs him face first into the steps. Jones falls to his knees and Maguire rolls into and the back out of the ring to make sure no count goes on. Maguire grabs Jones by the back of the head and bounces him off the steel again. Jones falls back to his knees, blood starting to run down his face. Maguire rolls into the ring and then back out, cutting the referee’s count off again. Maguire steps to the edge of the ring opposite where Jones kneels in front of the steps. Maguire nods and charges, crashing into Jones with a knee strike. Jones’s head bounces off the step, blood going everywhere. Jones starts to slump down and Maguire pulls him back up. Maguire gets Jones onto the edge of the ring and rolls him under the ropes. Maguire dives in and covers.::


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FOOT ON THE ROPES!!!

::Maguire sits Jones up and then gets to his feet, stepping away as Jones sits there, wobbly and bleeding. Maguire kicks Jones between the shoulder blades and then crouches behind him. Maguire puts his knee into Jones’s back and digs his fingernails into the wounds non Jones’s face. Jones grimaces in pain as Maguire digs in further, blood running even more from the motion. Jones reaches up and rakes at Maguire’s eyes but Maguire continues to grind his nails in place. Jones fires a forearm up and clocks Maguire in the mouth. Maguire staggers back and Jones gets to his feet. He move sin and gives Maguire the Gang Bang, taking him down with a Thesz press and then just raining punches down with both hands. Jones slides a little forward into the mount and hammers away. Maguire slithers through his legs and rolls Jones into a cradle.::


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REVERSAL!!!



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KICKOUT!!!

::Maguire staggers up, blood trickling on his face now from three different places. Jones moves in and Maguire eats a punch to the mouth. Maguire falls back towards the ropes and Jones comes running in for a big splash. Maguire drops to his knees and Jones crashes face first to the top turnbuckle. Maguire drills him with a low blow and then hits a spinning spinebuster.::

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KICKOUT!!!

::Jones and Maguire both get to their feet and start trading punches, Maguire, Jones, Maguire, Jones, Maguire, Jones, Maguire, Jones, Maguire, Jones, Maguire. Jones hammers him again and Maguire falls back into the corner. Jones charges in further and Maguire leaps up for a forearm shot. Jones looks to catch and suplex but Maguire sinks his teeth into Jones’s forehead. Jones gives him a head butt and Maguire knees Jones in the groin. Jones grimaces and then throws him over with a huge overhead belly to belly suplex. Maguire hits hard and Jones falls into the corner. He climbs up and waits. Maguire gets to his feet and Jones leaps off, connecting with the Neck Cutter. Maguire goes down hard and Jones pulls him back up. Jones scoops Maguire up and hist the Silencer, dropping himself on top for the cover. ::

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3!!!

Lula Davidson: “Vince Jones scores the win...”

Michael River: "He's another to watch it seems.”

Lula Davidson: “He’s a mess!”

Michael River: "They both are!”

Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner, VINCE JONES!!!”

::The camera shifts from a celebrating Vince Jones to the backstage where Maiko sat in a dark empty room. No other members of the Children. No other movement except the flicker of the many candles that burned around the room. Maiko sat with her head down, dressed in a gown of the deepest black and a mourning viel.::

Maiko; “Harbinger....are you here?”

::the voice which answered came from the darkness at the far end of the room.::

Danaka: “Always child.”

::As the woman dressed in all white slowly stepped out of the shadows the candle light shined off the porcelain mask giving it an almost eerie glow.::

Maiko: “Where are the others?”

Danaka: “I sent them away. Each to meditate alone to find the divine presence of the angel.”

Maiko: “i have regrets....”

Danaka: “What do you regret?”

Maiko: “.....Joshua.....”

::The name came out in almost anguish and she lowered her head again.::

Danaka: “Do not regret now. You did not regret when you stood in the divine presence of the Fallen Angel after you obeyed his orders at Tragic Engagement. You did not regret when you were showered in his pleasing of you Maiko. I heard you.....”

::Maiko looked even further down now in Shame, but she blushed a rosy red.::

Danaka: “Do not regret. You were paired with a mere mortal. You are Eve and I am Lilith. You were tempted by the serpent not to evil, but to knowledge and power. You eagerly grasped the fruit and devoured it with need and saw your weak mortal for what he was. A pathetic weak link.

Now, you stand with the Angel himself as he prepares to wash the world clean of it's filth and abominations. His cleansing fire will spare no one and nothing. All shall bow to his righteousness or perish as if the flesh of the fruit were Snow White's apple.”

Maiko: “....Yes Harbinger....is he here?”

Danaka: “He is watching.”

Maiko: “Of course Harbinger.”

::Danaka stepped back into the darkness and Maiko returned to her prayers, and the camera shifted to a commercial. We come back from commercial with Ashley and Tedman already in the ring and to everyone's shock and amazement, Teddy is not in the bear suit. Instead he is dressed in normal rig attire. Ashley and Tommy meet up in the center of the ring, with Tommy simply smirking at the champion. Ashley shakes her head and quickly sends a spinning kick to the ribs of Tommy. Tommy falls on his one knee and grabs the ribs where he was hit, and Ashley runs to the ropes, bouncing back with a Shining Wizard. Ashley goes to pin.::



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Kickout from Tommy!

Lula Davidson: “I still can't get over the fact that he isn't in the suit....”

Michael River: "Means he is taking this seriously...”

::Ashley goes onto the apron and turns to Tommy, then slingshots herself back in for what looks like a splash, but Tommy rolls out of the way, and Ashley is quick to roll herself for protection. Ashley stands up and turns quickly to her opponent, but Tommy is quick to kick her in the gut, and follows with a DDT, but Ashley is able to pick him up for a belly-to-back suplex. Tommy tries to punch at Ashley’s feet, and eventually it gets her legs off of him, but keeps her hands in for the crossface. Eventually, Tommy gets to his feet and elbows at Ashley’s stomach, which eventually forces her to let go. Tommy then snapmares her into a seated position, and runs to the ropes in front of her, and dropkicks her in the stomach.

Tommy then grabs Ashley’s legs to lock in the sharpshooter, but Ashley kicks the weirdo off of her. She then rolls to her feet, and smacks Tommy across the face. His back to her, Ashley leaps onto Tommy’s shoulders and takes him down with a poisonrana. Ashley goes to pin.::



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Kickout from Tommy.

Lula Davidson: “Ashley is in full control here.”

Michael River: "Somehow i expected more from Tedman.”

::Ashley runs to the ropes and leaps for a springboard corkscrew splash, but Tommy rolls to his feet, and Ashley lands hard on the canvas. Tommy runs to the ropes and as Ashley rolls to her back, stomps down hard on Ashley’s stomach. Tommy goes to pin.::




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Ashley kicks out!

::Tommy, getting annoyed that the woman is hard to take down, waits for Ashley to get to her feet, and as she spins towards him, he spits out a white mist…and Ashley ducks under. As she ducks, Ashley takes advantage of this time by going behind and locking in a Full Nelson, then hitting the Dragon Suplex. Tommy gets to his feet and runs at the champion, but Ashley reacts quickly and picks him up from the side. Tommy looks to do a tilt-a-whirl sort of move, but Ashley counters whatever it’s supposed to be and hits a backbreaker. Ashley goes to pin!::


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Tommy kicks out!

Michael River: "Well Tedman had something going there.”

Lula Davidson: “Don't like the Kenyon's?”

Michael River: "Persoally i have nothing agienst them, they have just been mettlesome, where they weren't needed.”

::Ashley grabs Tommy by the head, but Tommy shoves her off him and into the ropes, and Ashley leaps up for a hurracanrana as she comes back. But Tommy lifts his bodyweight up and readies her for a powerbomb, and hits! Tommy looks to pin!::


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Another kickout from Ashley!




Lula Davidson: “Mettlesome how?”

Michael River: "Can you imagine how much of a force this new Aerynn and a twisted Broderick would have been together?”

Lula Davidson: “............i don't even want to think about that.....”

Michael River: "But, it was not to be.”

::Tommy picks her up and positions her for a Pedigree, then lifts them up so they are upside down with their head at Tommy's chest. Suddenly, before her can go any further, Ashley struggles free and falls backwards, out of Tommy’s grasp. She then goes to hit a high reverse kick to the head…AND CONNECTS. With Tommy now down on the ground, Ashley forces Tommy into a headscissor, then follows up with an anklelock

Tommy managed to roll over, but Ashley goes right in, and slams fist after fist into Tommy's face before Tommy uses his strength to roll over and reverse the situation. Tommy delivers one or two punches before he gets up off of Ashley, not favouring the brawl at all. Tommy awaits Ashley to get back to her feet and runs off the ropes so he's facing Ashley, Ashley is up as Tommy jumps with a knee to the head of Ashley. Ashley falls backwards and Tommy locks in an armbar on Ashley.::

Lula Davidson: “Signs of life from Tedman!”

Michael River: "It was bound to happen....eventually.”

::Ashley reaches out for the ropes, being just out of reach, but Tommy gets up, not letting go of the arm. He drags Ashley to her feet and then pulls her over with an armdrag right into another armbar. Ashley yells out as she reaches for the ropes, this time reaching them. The ref tells Tommy to break the hold, and he does so. Tommy backs away as Ashley tries to get up. Tommy charges but Ashley ducks down pulling the top rope with her. Tommy is sent flying over the top rope and crashes to the outside. Ashley grabs the ropes and jumps up, turning herself around mid-air, she planchas off the top rope and dives backwards landing on top of Tommy. The crowd are going wild and both competitors are out on the floor at ringside.

Ashley is up on her feet first, but not by much as Tommy gets to his feet. The ref has begun his countout and is at around Three by now. Ashley grabs Tommy by the hair, but Tommy charges forwards with his shoulder dug into Ashley's lower abdomen, Ashley hits the apron as a result of the charge. Tommy then grabs Ashley by the head and goes to hit her off the ringpost, but Ashley stops herself, and slams Tommy's head into the ringpost instead. The ref is now on around seven, so Ashley rolls Tommy into the ring and then slides in herself. Ashley covers Tommy.::

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Tommy kicks out there.

::Ashley slams the mat, but knew she wouldn't win. Instead she grabs Tommy by the hair and drags him to his feet before kicking him in the gut and pulling off a flowing DDT. Ashley sits up and claps her hands mockingly towards Tommy, as she drags Tommy to the corner. She sits Tommy up, facing outwards. She then goes to the opposite side of the ring and sits on the turnbuckle before jumping down and charging at Tommy, lifting her knee to smack Tommy, but nobodies home. Tommy had rolled out the way and Ashley crashes and burns.::

Lula Davidson: “This is tedman's chance!"

Michael River: "But can be capitalize?"

::Ashley climbs back to her feet and charges at Tommy, who turns and rushes at her. Both where thinking the same thing, clothesline and SLAM, they slam into one another, their heads bashing together and collaspe to the mat. Each falls onto their backs with a arm draped over the other and the referee drops into the cover.::



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THREE!

Jamie Hensley: "Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner.....ANNNDDD NEW! U.W.A. North American Champion......TEDMAN!"

::before Jamie can even finish another referee rushes out from the back and approaches her and she raises the microphone to her lips.:

Jamie Hensley: "Correction.....AND STILL U.W.A. North American....."

::The first referee approaches then and the two begin to have a heated discussion until jamie lifts the micropone again.::

Jamie Hensley: "The referee's have decided that they shall discuss this matter with Mr. Georgio and Samuel but as of now.....the NEW North American Champion.....Tedman...AND....STILL....North American Champion....Ashley Kenyon!"

Lula Davidson: “What does this mean? Do we have a dual Champion?”

Michael River: "They can't finish the match, they are both out cold.....”

Lula Davidson: “Well thats all the time we have folks!”

::The U.W.A. logo flashes in the corner of the screen as the show ends.::