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::The U.W.A. Logo flashes across the center of the screen a couple of times before the scene fades to a shot of a dark hallway and a man walking closer and closer to the camera. As he got closer it was shown to be the large form of Samuel dressed in a beautiful white silk suit. When he reaches the center of the hallway, standing in the only light in the hallway he stops.::

Samuel: “One year ago we crowned our first U.W.A. World Champion....and since that Champion has fallen from grace. She has lost friends, her title and some would even say, her sanity.”

::Samuel pauses a moment before continuing.::

Samuel: “Sentinel Vs Broderick Montgomery. The year has seen Sentinel taken out of action for months and Broderick has lost everything he ever held dear.”

::The camera comes forward to show a close up of Samuel as he finishes.::

Samuel: “For Aerynn Donnelly, Sentinel and Broderick this truly is....a Tragic Engagement. However....only the fates know what the future holds. Ladies and gentlemen we here at The Unchained Wrestling Alliance welcome you to....Tragic Engagement!”

::The camera then shifts from Samuel and the dark hallway to the ringside area where the crowd awaits the dark match.::

River: “The following contest is set for one fall. Introducing first, wrestling out of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania and weighing in at 280 pounds, “The Airborne Ranger” First Sergeant DEREK WELLINGS!!!”

::“This Fire Burns” hits the PA System…::

::The crowd stirs into a frenzy. Derek Wellings makes a quick charge out from the entrance. He looks towards the right side of the audience, roars at them while beating on his chest. He moves to the other side and beats on his chest while roaring at them. Once he calms down some, Derek charges the ring at full speed and slides in the ring under the bottom rope. He quickly gets up, throws both his hands into the air for a few moments before he waits in a corner.::

River: “His opponent, wrestling out of Hollywood, California and weighing in at 215 pounds, “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 tripod 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 tripod 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.::

Crowd: “U DUBYA A!!! U DUBYA A!!! U DUBYA A!!! U DUBYA A!!! U DUBYA A!!! U DUBYA A!!! U DUBYA A!!! U DUBYA A!!! U DUBYA A!!! U DUBYA A!!! U DUBYA A!!! U DUBYA A!!! U DUBYA A!!! U DUBYA A!!! U DUBYA A!!! U DUBYA A!!!

::The bell sounds and the two combatants lock-up in a collar and elbow tie-up. Derek Wellings quickly overpowers Bob Brooks and throws him bodily into the near corner. Bob bounces off the turnbuckles and Derek bends up, scooping Bob up into an airplane spin. As they go around the crowd starts counting the number of spins.::

Crowd: “1!!! 2!!! 3!!! 4!!! 5!!! 6!!! 7!!! 8!!! 9!!! 10!!!”

::Derek turns and drops Bob into a snake eyes onto the top turnbuckle. Derek catches him bouncing off and hoists him up onto his shoulder to go for the Army Strong powerbomb. Bob flips over and grabs the Shutterbug. Derek falls forward and Bob crashes face first into the turnbuckles again. Bob falls away and Derek covers.::

ONE!


TWO!


REVERSAL ROLL-UP!!!

ONE!


TWO!


KICKOUT!

::Bob staggers up and goes into the corner, shaking his head at the speed shown by the larger, older man. Derek gets to his feet and charges into the corner looking for a spear. Bob jumps up out of the ay, tumbling over the top rope to the apron and Derek crashes into the corner, spearing his own head into the ringpost. Derek staggers back out of the corner bleeding all over the place and Bob jumps up into a springboard PSD! Derek goes down hard and Bob covers.::

ONE!


TWO!


THREE!!

River: “Here is your winner, BOB BROOKS!!!”

::The camera shifts to a aid for Tragic Engagement following all the matches set to happen on tonights show, along with the standard visual recap of the two months leading up to this show. When we return to the ringside area Lula and Jason are seated in their respective seats.::

Lula Davidson: “Welcome one and welcome all to U.W.A. Presents, Tragic Engagement! I am Lula Davidson and with me as always is Jason Chase and we have a hell of a show for you guys tonight. We also do have one change. Jamie Hensley, our beautiful ring announcer actually has had some flight issues, so tonight filling in for her will be new comer River. He's new, but wonderful!”

Jason Chase: “We also have a second piece of news. Yesterday, at his home in Valley Forge Sentinel was in some kind of accident and will not be here tonight.”

::The crowd boo's heavily at that.::

Lula Davidson: "We will keep you all informed as we know more about the situation, however we do have many other great matches for you tonight!”

Jason Chase: “We have not one, but two, count them two, Triple Threat matches for our two most pretegious titles. First Gealtakchta members Pauly and Shonn take on Ashley Kenyon.”

Lula Davidson: "And in the other half, their partner Aerynn takes on Arsenals Jeszika Gautier and Bethany Kenyon for the World Title..”

Jason Chase: “WE also have my man, your man, YO BOY Vince Jones taking on Amy Zing. We also already saw Bob Brooks as he was victorious agienst Derek Wellings.”

Lula Davidson: "Also in action are Kyle Travis and Craven.”

Jason Chase: “And Kyle is going to flat out murder him.”

Lula Davidson: "So he would like us to believe.”

Jason Chase: “But before we get into the matches I am being told we have something going on backstage.”

::We cut to backstage, to see Tedman stumbling around a bit. He is holding a bottle of something. It looks like Pappy's Pepsi. He begins to laugh a bit, and almost runs right into the Silver Baron.::

Silver Baron: "Whoah there. You alright man."

Tedman: "Yeah i guess....jus...ya know...bored."

Silver Baron: "Really?"

Tedan: "Ya. Say aren't you that...pimp guy?"

Silver Baron: "yeah that's me. What's that?"

Tedman: "Oh this. It's some good shit. Want some?"

Silver Baron: "Eh sure."

::Tedman handed the Silver Baron the bottle, and he took a big swig.::

Tedman: "So who you facin' tonightpimp?"

Silver Baron: "Nada."

Tedman: "Who's nata?"

Silver Baron: "I'm not facing anyone."

Tedman: "Ah. Yeah...same. So yeah i'm just...havin' fun 'ere."

Silver Baron: "Yeah. You're right, this is some good shit. This all you got?"

Tedman: "Naw man. So much more if ya want."

Silver Baron: "Well...sure."

::The silver Baron chugs alot of the Pappy's Pepsi, and hands it back to Tedman, helping him up. They both begin to stagger of a bit. As they walk, or more stagger, away the camera shifts around a corner to find the members of Arsenal, Manager Nikki Peltier, UWA World Champion Jeszika Gautier, UWA North American Champion Ashley Kenyon and Bethany Kenyon, wait backstage for their respective matches, Ashley’s phone rings. She picks it up off the table it had been sitting on and glances at the number, frowning intently.::

Ashley: "Billy? Aren't you supposed to be resting? what the.... what?"

::Nikki, Jeszika and Bethany all look up at the startling tone of Ashley’s voice.::

Nikki: "Ash, what's wrong?"

::Ashley covers the phone with her hand.::

Ashley: "Billy says Brody's gone."

::Bethany’s knees start to go weak as she starts to become physically ill.::

Bethany: "Oh...no... "

::Seeing Bethany’s reaction, Jeszika reaches out and puts her hand on Bethany’s left shoulder.::

Jeszika: "What?"

::Bethany nods knowingly.::

Bethany: "He knows about the other night..."

::Nikki’s eyes narrow with confusion.::

Nikki: "How?"

::Bethany sighs heavily, guiltily.::

Bethany: "I told him..."

::Ashley’s eyes go wide in incredulous shock. ::

Ashley: "Bethy!"

::Bethany stands firm.::

Bethany: "What? I wasn't gonna lie to him..."

::Sensing the alarm, Nikki tries to slow everybody down.::

Nikki: "What did he hear?"

::Bethany nods to Ashley.::

Bethany: "He knows you think it was Aerynn, Shonn and Pauly..."

::Jeszika’s face falls dramatically.:

Jeszika: "Shit..."

::Nikki just sits there, pondering her friends’ reactions.::

Nikki: "This is not gonna end well, is it?"

::Bethany shakes her head.::

Bethany: "No..."

::The camera then shifts back to the ringside area and Lula and jason.::

Lula Davidson: "Well, this isn't going to end well for anyone.”

Jason Chase: “For Gealteakchta, Brody or Baron and Tedman?”

Lula Davidson: "All the above?”

Jason Chase: “Well, you know what they say. Idle hands.”

River: “The following contest is the opening match of Tragic Engagement and it is set for one fall!”

::The arena lights go out as "Kashmir" by Bond plays. As the opening chords of the song end, a burst of pryo erupts and brings the lights back on. Kyle Travis walks out onto the entrance ramp. He stands on the ramp, looking over the crowd. Slowly, he raises his arms and looks upwards. He drops his arms and walks to the ring.::

Lula Davidson: "The issues between these two started after Raising Hell, when Travis attacked one of the Sin City Knights’ girls. Since then, Craven has been after Travis.”

Jason Chase: “Are we watching the same feud? All he’s done is talk. Where’s the violence? Where’re the guys beating the hell out of each other? This is wrestling? Not a lively debate.”

Lula Davidson: "They met in a submission match at Cataclysm.”

Jason Chase: “And since then, or before then? Usually when someone goes after someone, it gets violent. This is going to get violent.”

River: “Introducing first, hailing from Calgary Alberta, Canada, and weighing 235 pounds, he is “the Once and Future King”, “the Canadian Legend”, he is Kyyyyyyle Traaaaaaaaavissss!”

::"The Canadian Legend" walks passed the jeering and booing crowd, heading down to the ring. He climbs the stairs and walks along the apron. Travis climbs a turnbuckle and looks over the crowd once more.::

Jason Chase: “That is a man who feels he has been disrespected throughout his entire career, and Craven is certainly not helping.”

Lula Davidson: "It is hard to respect his actions.”

Jason Chase: “That is one of the most decorated wrestlers in history, and he’s pretty much said after this match, he is out the door until someone makes it worth his while. We can’t lose a guy like that.”

Lula Davidson: "Craven has every intention of sending Travis home with a loss here.”

::Climbing down from the turnbuckle, Travis removes the jacket and hands it over the top rope to an attendant at ringside. He shoots the ropes and then paces the ring like a predator stalking his prey.::

River: “And his opponent…”

Jason Chase: “And here comes the dog.”

Lula Davidson: "Travis has made the accusation that Craven is a dog, but he forgets that this dog has bite. Cataclysm proved that.”

Jason Chase: “We clearly watched a different match.”

::The lights dim as Tool's “Sober” starts up. At the 0.15 mark, Craven walks through the curtain and pauses, looking out from under his hood at the gathered masses. He slowly makes his way to the ring, walks up the steps and crouches in his corner, running his fingers across the battleground in preparation for what is to come.::

River: “Representing the Sin City Knights and hailing from New York City, New York, weighing 240 lbs…Craaaaaaavvvven!”

Lula Davidson: "This started at Cataclysm and they will settle it here tonight at Tragic Engagement.”

Jason Chase: “This should be brutal.”

::Craven pulls himself up to his feet. He and Travis move towards the midsection. As the two come face to face, Travis suddenly nails Craven with a low blow.::

Lula Davidson: "A blatant low blow by Kyle Travis! That should be a disqualification!”

Jason Chase: “How? This match has not even started yet.”

::Before Craven can drop, “the Canadian Legend” grabs him and spins him around, driving his shoulder into the ringpost. The referee tries to pull Travis off, but Travis ignores him and pulls Craven out of the corner, only to drive him into the turnbuckle again. Finally, Travis backs away.::

Lula Davidson: "Someone stop Travis! This is unfair!”

Jason Chase: “He said he was either going to beat respect into Craven or kill him. It looks like he decided to go with option two.”

::The referee checks on Craven, who is now kneeling down on the mat, rubbing his shoulder.::

Referee: “Can you compete?”

::As he gets back up to his feet, Craven nods and gestures towards the time keeper with the same gesture that a referee would. Having no real choice, the referee calls for the bell to start the match.::

Lula Davidson: "Craven is not going to give Travis the satisfaction of getting this match thrown out or postponed.”

Jason Chase: “Didn’t think he was that smart.”

::The referee barely makes it out of the way as Travis nails Craven with a clothesline, knocking him down on the mat.::

Lula Davidson: "And Kyle Travis is not giving Craven any chance to recover.”

Jason Chase: “This is not going to be pretty at all.”

::“The Once and Future King” steps on Craven’s already damaged shoulder, pressing his foot down on it. Craven hits the mat, the referee starts to discipline Travis, who moves his foot off Craven’s shoulder. ::

Lula Davidson: "Travis is just adding insult to injury.”

Jason Chase: “Travis is looking to systematically destroy Craven here tonight.”

::Craven manages to get to his feet. Travis moves past the referee, but Craven is able to connect with a hard right, knocking Travis back a bit. Craven throws another right, which is able to knock Travis down on the mat.::

Lula Davidson: "And Craven is starting to fight back!”

::As Travis tries to get to his feet, Craven catches him and slams him down with a powerslam. Trying to end the match quickly, Craven goes for a pin attempt, but Travis kicks out before the referee can get into position. The two are quickly back up to their feet.::

Lula Davidson: "A cover, but Travis quickly kicks out.”

Jason Chase: “I doubt it is going to be that easy.”

::Craven pulls Travis in for another slam, but this time, he counters into an armbar, pulling on Craven’s injured arm. Craven manages to fight back, shifting position and connect with another quick jab to try and forces Travis to release the hold.::

Lula Davidson: "Craven is not down yet.”

Jason Chase: “He has to avoid those armbars.”

::Craven throws a series of rights at Travis, knocking him into the ropes. Trying to keep the momentum on his side, Craven shoots Travis across the ring, catching him with a swinging neckbreaker and hooks the leg.::

One…

Kickout!

Lula Davidson: "A swinging neckbreaker and a cover, but Travis kicks out.”

::Craven gets to his feet, and drops the elbow. As Travis gets to his feet, Craven goes for another Irish whip, but Travis is able to reverse it and catches Craven with a Japanese armdrag takedown, quickly shifting into a seated armbar and applying the pressure to the arm he has been targeting for the match.::

Lula Davidson: "And Travis is right there with a Japanese armdrag and an armbar.”

Jason Chase: “He wants the Pridebreaker. Travis wants everyone to know he’s won.”

::The Sin City Knight manages to get himself back to his feet, nailing Travis with a few forearms as “the Canadian Legend” breaks the hold. Craven takes Travis down to the mat with a standing dropkick, and then catches him with an Irish whip and shoots him into the corner.::

Lula Davidson: "Craven is not going to make it easy though, fighting back with a dropkick and shoots Travis into the corner.”

Jason Chase: “If we know one thing, Craven can get violent. Just ask Sang Réal about that after his heinous and uncalled for attack with a chair.”

::As the fans cheer, Craven charges in for a splash. At the last moment, Travis moves out of the way and Craven slams into the turnbuckles. He staggers out, getting caught by Travis who hoists him up in a German suplex. ::

Lula Davidson: "Craven misses and Travis connects with a German suplex!”

::Travis holds on, rolling through and delivering another German suplex. He holds on again, picking Craven up and taking him down with another German suplex. Keeping his arms locked around Craven’s waist, Travis manages to pick him up again and delivers another German suplex. Travis rolls over once again and this time releases Craven as he delivers the fifth German suplex. Craven folds up as he lands on his shoulders and head and drops on to his stomach. Travis lays on the mat for a moment.::

Lula Davidson: "Travis just keeps nailing those German suplexes to Craven.

Jason Chase: “That was five German suplexes in a roll!”

::Picking himself up off the mat, “The Canadian Legend” rolls over and manages to lock a Fujiwara armbar onto Craven’s injured arm. ::

Lula Davidson: "Travis now going for a submission rather than a pin attempt.”

Jason Chase: “He really wants to hurt Craven.”

::Craven yells out in pain as he pulls himself towards the ropes. Travis keeps trying to pull him away, but the Sin City Knight keeps trying to pull himself towards the ropes. The tips of Craven’s brush the ropes twice before he finally manages to grab hold of the ropes. However, Travis refuses to release the hold and does not break it until the referee reaches three. ::

Lula Davidson: "Craven struggling and fighting to reach the bottom rope.”

Jason Chase: “Travis is so dangerous with those armbars.”

Lula Davidson: "Craven reaches the ropes, but Travis does not let go of the hold.”

::Travis pulls Craven off the mat and hoists him up in a suplex. Somehow, Craven manages to use the momentum to slide out and land behind Travis. He spins “the Canadian Legend” around and nails the Broken Promise. Travis sprawls out on the mat. Craven hooks the leg as he pins Travis.::

Lula Davidson: "The Broken Promise!”

One…

Two…

Th…Kickout!

Lula Davidson: "And somehow, Kyle Travis kicks out!”

::Craven sits up with a look of shock that he did not get the victory there. ::

Jason Chase: “I don’t believe it, and Craven doesn’t either.”

::Picking himself to his feet, Craven rubs his shoulder and rolls his arm, trying to get it working. Craven shoots the ropes and connects with a running senton. He quickly grabs Travis’s leg as he tries for another pin.::

One…

Two…

Thr…Shoulder up!

Lula Davidson: "A running senton and a cover, but Travis kicks out again.”

Jason Chase: “That’s how a man who should be a champion here fights.”

Lula Davidson: "Craven has a fight in him.”

Jason Chase: “Craven is not Kyle Travis.”

::Again, Craven looks absolutely shocked that Travis has managed to kick out again. Getting himself back to his feet, Craven looks towards the ropes and then, to the cheers of the fans, looks at the corner and nods.::

Lula Davidson: "Craven looking to try a high-risk maneuver to try and put Travis away.”

Jason Chase: “Craven doesn’t fly! Why is her doing this? Craven doesn’t fly!”

::Slowly, Craven climbs turnbuckle and takes to the air as he goes for a splash off the top rope. Cameras flash and the fans cheer as Craven throws caution to the wind and fall through the air. ::

Lula Davidson: "Craven pulling out everything to try and win here tonight!”

::At the last minute, Travis manages to roll out of the way and Craven hits the mat, practically knocking the wind out of him. ::

Jason Chase: “And that’s why Craven shouldn’t fly.”

Lula Davidson: "Craven tried for a big splash off the top, but Travis managed to avoid the impact.”

Jason Chase: “That man is a ring general.”

::Managing to get over to Craven, Travis grabs his arms and wrenches them back as he gets to his feet. Travis places a foot on Craven’s back, locking the surfboard in place. He holds it for a few moments before moving his feet to the back of Craven’s head and drives him face first into the mat.::

Lula Davidson: "A surfboard into a curb stomp.”

Jason Chase: “That had to hurt.”

::Travis, however, does not go for the cover. Instead, he moves over to Craven’s injured arm and attempts to lock on the Pridebreaker. Craven starts to struggle, trying to get to his feet as Travis attempts to apply the hold. It appears that Craven has a slight nose bleed, possibly from the curb stomp. ::

Lula Davidson: "Kyle Travis, looking to lock on the Pridebreaker.”

Jason Chase: “No one has ever broken or countered that hold.”

Lula Davidson: "Craven is fighting back, not letting Travis get that hold on.”

::“The Canadian Legend” keeps it up, trying to get the hold on, but the Sin City Knight keeps fighting him off. Craven is able to fight his way to his feet, connecting with a dropkick, and then follows with another swinging neckbreaker.::

Lula Davidson: "And Craven is on the attack with a dropkick and a swinging neckbreaker!”

Jason Chase: “Just when you think he is down, Craven gets back up. Clearly, he is too stupid to give up.”

::Craven drapes his arm over Travis’s chest, reaching to hook the leg.::

One…

Two…

Th…shoulder up!

Lula Davidson: "A cover but Travis kicks out.”

::Managing to get back to his feet, Craven picks Travis up, only to be caught off guard by a small package. However, Travis does not hold the pin, but instead breaks the pin and manages to get to his feet. He catches Craven with an Irish whip and follows with a clothesline. ::

Lula Davidson: "A small package, but Travis does not cover.”

Jason Chase: “That was a unique counter.”

::Turning back towards Craven, who is slumped in the corner, “the One and Future King” sets him up in the tree of woe. He jams his foot down, choking Craven. The referee begins to count. ::

Lula Davidson: "The tree of woe and Travis is just choking Craven. The referee has to stop this.”

Jason Chase: “It’s an oldie, but a goodie.”

Lula Davidson: "Travis could be disqualified here.”

Jason Chase: “He knows what he’s doing.”

::Travis steps away at the three as Craven drops down from the corner, then stomps on Craven’s down body. The referee gives Travis a warning, but Travis doesn’t listen, ignoring the referee as he picks Craven up and attempts a suplex. ::

Lula Davidson: "Travis looking for a suplex, just trying to hurt Craven here tonight.”

::Craven blocks the attempt. Travis tries for a second time, and once again Craven counters. Travis tries for a third time, hoisting Craven up, but the Sin City Knight manages to block it again, kicking his feet and managing to get back on his feet and reverses his way out of the suplex, nailing Travis with a clothesline.::

Lula Davidson: "Craven blocks the suplex, and nails a clothesline out of no where.”

::Craven hits Travis with another clothesline and another, and then shoots him into the ropes, but follows him and clotheslines “the Canadian Legend” over the top rope and down on to the floor, but takes himself outside with Travis.::

Lula Davidson: "Craven with a series of clotheslines and dumps Travis out of the ring.”

Jason Chase: “This is starting to get dangerous.”

::Both men get to their feet. Craven attempts an Irish whip, but Travis manages to reverse it and whips him, practically tossing him, into the steel stairs at ringside. The Sin City Knight hits the unforgiving steel hard, flipping over the stairs. Travis pulls himself into the ring to break the referee’s count and rolls through back to Craven, lifting him up and slamming him into the barricade. ::

Lula Davidson: "Travis just threw Craven into those stairs.”

Jason Chase: “Outside the ring is one of the most dangerous places when competitors are trying to destroy each other.”

::Travis steps back and charges in, but Craven somehow catches him with a powerslam onto the floor. Travis holds his lower back, moving to his side.::

Lula Davidson: "A powerslam out of nowhere!”

::Pulling himself to his feet, Craven rolls into the ring to break the count and slides back out. He lifts Travis up for a running powerslam.::

Lula Davidson: "Craven looking for a running powerslam.”

Jason Chase: “This is starting to get bad, and we still have Sentinel and Joshua McBride, and Amy Zing and Vince Jones about to come out here and try to kill each other.”

::As Craven charges, Travis slides off, shoving Craven’s injured shoulder into the ringpost. ::

Lula Davidson: "Craven just got rammed shoulder first into the ringpost.”

Jason Chase: “That’s not going to help him at all.”

::Travis tries to lock on an armbar, and shoot Craven into an Irish whip, but Craven manages to reverse it and shoot Travis into the announce table, and slams his head into the table and then clothesline him on top. The referee yells at the two to get back in the ring. ::

Lula Davidson: "Craven dumping Travis onto the announce table.”

Jason Chase: “We should move.”

::Lula and Chase get to their feet and back away from the table. Climbing up, Craven throws his hands up into the air and starts to pick Travis up. Suddenly Travis grabs Craven’s head with an iron claw. Craven tries to break the hold as Travis gets to his feet. ::

Lula Davidson: "An iron claw by Travis!”

Jason Chase: “Haven’t seen him use that in awhile!”

Lula Davidson: "No way! He can’t be serious, don’t do it!”

::“The Canadian Legend” drives Craven into the table with the Cold Snap, smashing the table. The referee begins his count.::

Lula Davidson: "The Cold Snap through the announce table!”

Jason Chase: “Holy crap!”

Lula Davidson: "Kyle Travis just drove Craven through the announce table!”

Jason Chase: “To be fair, Craven kind of had this coming.”

Lula Davidson: "What? How does that make sense? Both men are down and the referee has started his count.”

::As the referee counts, Travis gets to his feet, picking Craven up and rolling him into the ring, sliding in after him at the count of eight.::

Lula Davidson: "And just barely does Travis get Craven and himself into the ring.”

Jason Chase: “Craven has to be done.”

::As soon as Kyle slides into the ring he grabs Craven aiming to lock in the Pridebreaker, but Craven quickly rolls out of it until he drops back to the floor leaving Kyle behind him looking more then a little upset but gave Craven a chance to get his bearings.

While Craven is out on the floor trying to clear the cobwebs Kyle slides out of the ring and sneaks to the corner. When he reaches the corner he rushes suddenly around it and drops Craven with a hard clothesline.::

Lula Davidson: "Oh, what a clothesline.”

Jason Chase: “He almost took his head off.”

::Kyle pulls Craven to his feet and rolls him back into the ring. Travis slides in after him again and once again tries to lock in the pride breaker but once again Craven rolls out. The frustration is showing on Kyle's face again as he pulls Craven to his feet but instead if trying for the PrideBreaker he locks in the coldsnap and drops into the pin.::



ONE!




TWO!



THREE!


River: “Here is your winner.....KYLE....TRAVIS!”

::Kyle wastes no time in dropping to the floor and grabbing the Crowbar like he had promised he would but before he could use it security rushes the floor and seperates the two.::

Lula Davidson: "Looks like Oliver was listening”

Jason Chase: “Good for Craven.”

Lula Davidson: "Good for everyone.”

Jason Chase: “This was just our opening match. What else can happen?”

::The scene shifts to Trent Paige in the back with the UWA Tag Team Champions, Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown, Sang Réal. The champions are, as always, dressed in their usual suit and ties, with Murphy wearing his gold round framed sunglasses. The two have the Tag Team Championships over their shoulders.::

Paige: “Ladies and gentlemen, my guests at this time are the UWA Tag Team Champions, Sang Réal. Sang Réal, you have said you want to defend the titles, is there anyone you are looking at to get that opportunity?”

Murphy: “Four weeks ago, we beat three of the five teams in the UWA to become champions. Two weeks ago, we proved that when in the ring with us, the Sin City Knights are nothing in comparison. So right now, the tag teams of the UWA have to really step it up.”

Krown: “We have proven that we are the greatest tag team in the UWA in less than a month. Step it up people.”

Murphy: “We’re waiting.”

::With that, Sang Réal walks off. The camera then shifts where we see Craven, wiping down his face having just fought Kyle Travis. Skylar, Jae, and Nicole are with him.::

Skylar: “I'm glad Security got there babe.”

Craven: “Yea, I am just glad to be done with the guy. He won, congrats to him but now we can move on to bigger and better things.”

Skylar: "Where could the boss be?"

::As they are walking, they nearly bump into two others who are rounding a corner. It's Shawn and Cameron worley, AKA Cornbread Mafia.::

Shawn Worley: "Oh. Sorry 'bout that."

Craven: "It's cool."

Cameron Worley: "Say have any of you seen Tedman around?"

Jade: "Can't say we have."

Skylar: "We're actually also looking for Silver Baron. Very strange that he;s not around."

Shawn Worley: "ah true."

Jade: "Ummm guys. You don't think....?"

::Everyone then looks at Jade with a questioning look. Slowly though, they begin to realize what she had meant.::

Craven: "Good lord. That's either going to be the most troublesome thing, or the most epic thing."

::It's then, they hear the laughing of two people. The camera turns to theright, to see both Tedman and Silver Baron, kinda holding each other up, as they are still drinking the Pappy's Pepsi.::

Cameron Worley: "Dammit man. Ted managed to get his hands on the Pappy's Pepsi."

Nicole: "what's that?"

Shawn Worley: "Lemeput it to ya this way miss. Tedman calls that stuff the good stuff. Considering that ti's pure grade moonshine and other stuff...it's the good stuff."

::It's then, that thesilver Baron and Tedman stop infront of their respective associate.::

Tedman: "Heeeyyyyy bros. Meet my new buddy here. This is Pimpman!"

Silver Baron: "WOOOOOOO!"

::The two chuckle, ad continue to drink the 'good stuff' Both Cornbread and Sck had exasperated looks on their faces.::

Skylar: "This...is going to be an interesting night."

Cameron Worley: "No doubt about that."

Tedman: "Oh duuude. Check this out!"

::Tedman points to a Golf cart that was in the arena. The two walk over, and check it out. It even had the keys in it.::

Silver Baron: "Heh. Sweet."

Craven: "Ummm boss....Is that such a good idea?"

::The Silver baron turns to them, only to chuckle. Craven had a somewhat amused look on his face, only for it to fall.::

Craven: "Oh shit. Oblivion might appear."

::The girls freaked out for a second, before all of them tried to approach the two.::

Craven: "Boss. You should come with us."

::The silver Baron looks at them, and begins to panic a bit. He starts to swing his pimp cane around widly.::

Silver Baron: "I will not be taken Alllliiiiiiive!"

Tedman: "Let's get the fuck out of here pimpy. To the Tedmobile!"

::With that, the Silver Baron Nods. Tedman quickly jumps in and gets the cart running. The Silver Baron is still swinging his Cane around, but jumps in as soon as Tedman pulls up beside him. Tedman then speeds off as fast as he can, skidding as he rounds the corner in the distance.::

Craven: "Well.....shit."

Shawn Worley: "Agreed man. But I'm sure that we can catch 'em."

Skylar: "Let's hope so."

::The camera shifted to from the strange grouping in the backstage area to the parking lot area where Shonn, Pauly and Aerynn are all walking into the building. As they all enter the building the camera stays on the parking area to show Brody step out of the shadows with his hood up and the crowd popped before sending the feed back to ringside.::

Jason Chase: “Well, that doofus is here. What does he want? Another concussion?”

Lula Davidson: "I would be more concerned with Aerynn and her friends. Brody has shown a predilection for violence lately.”

Jason Chase: “That is.....true.”

River: “The following contests is set for one fall and it is for the UWA Television Championship! Introducing first, the Challenger, weighing in at 149 pounds, she hails originally from Glasgow, Scotland and now wrestles out of Camden, New Jersey.. this is “The Fallen Angel” 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: "This young lady is making an impact early on here in UWA. This is only her second match and already she’s earned a lot of respect!”

Jason Chase: “If you say so...”

Lula Davidson: "What’s that supposed to mean?”

Jason Chase: “It’s still early in her career to say she deserves anything!”

River: “And her opponent, the reigning, defending UWA Television Champion, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, “The Devil’s Little Sister” LACEY ROBERTS!!!”

::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.::

My eyes (my eyes)
Are filled with curiosity
You think (you think)
That you have power over me
In this life (this life)
There's no room for you and me
So turn away or
Face this day
WITH ME! (Face the day with me)
WITH ME! (Face this day with me)

Lula Davidson: "The Champion has a different look in her eye tonight.”

Jason Chase: “Maybe she got some good advice on how to deal with God Squadder chicks who just don’t know their place!”

Lula Davidson: "And what place is that, Jason?”

Jason Chase: “You know where...”

::The bell sounds and the two competitors step up to the middle of the ring. They go to lock-up and Lacey bitchslaps Faith across the face. Faith stands there for a second, looking shocked and Lacey kicks her in the knee. Faith grimaces and Lacey kicks her in the stomach. Faith starts to double over and Lacey takes her down into a small package.::

1…

2…

KICKOUT!!!

::As the two separate, Faith rolls to the ropes, jumps up and springboards back into a tornado ddt. She releases and jumps to the ropes again, landing a moonsault from the second rope, holding for the cover.::

1…

2…

SHOULDER UP!!!

::Faith stands up, bringing Lacey with her. She knees Lacey in the stomach and then jumps over for a sunset flip.::

1…

2…

REVERSAL!!!

1…

2…

ROLLING REVERSAL!!!

1…

2…

KICKOUT!!!

::Faith rolls out to the apron and pops up as Lacey staggers to her feet in the middle of the ring. Faith waits for Lacey to take a step and springboards into a flying lariat. Lacey catches her coming in for an armbar takedown into a Fujiwara armbar on the mat. Faith reaches out and grabs at the bottom rope but can’t quite reach it. Lacey tries to pull back even harder, lifting her hips to readjust. Faith manages to push up and turn in. Lacey releases the arm, pops up and goes for some ground and pound type forearm shots. Faith scrambles away and lacey hits the mat instead. Faith looks for s dcissor kick but Lacey spins and gives her a backfist to the back of the head. Faith falls to all fours and Lacey takes a half nelson cradle.::


ONE!



TWO!



KICKOUT!!!

Lula Davidson: "Faith is flying all over the place!”

Jason Chase: “All the sky walking on Earth won’t help if she keeps getting caught like Lacey caught her with that armbar!”

Lula Davidson: "She got out of it, didn’t she?”

Jason Chase: “Yeah, but she can’t make that mistake again or it’s all over.”

::The two get to their feet and Lacey looks for a lariat. Faith ducks it and runs to the ropes for a springboard spinning heel kick that plants lacey on the mat. Faith pops up and hits a standing moonsault for a cover.::


ONE!



TWO!



KICKOUT!!!

::Faith jumps up and goes for a split-legged moonsault. Lacey rolls out of the way and faith hits the mat hard. As she starts up, Lacey grabs a full nelson and fires her vor into a bridging dragon suplex.::


ONE!



TWO!



KICKOUT!!!

::Faith rolls back and hits a still seated Lacey with a dropkick to the back. Faith drops a leg and then pops up to the top for the double springboard moonsault.::


ONE!


TWO!



KICKOUT!!!

::Lacey grabs her and looks for an anaconda choke but Faith grabs the ropes. Lacey sits her up and soccer kicks Faith between the shoulder blades. Faith grimaces in pain and Lacey gives her a running neck snap. Faith falls to the mat on her back clutching at her head and neck. Lacey goes up and nods as if she’s showing how it’s done, popping down into a split-legged moonsault of her own.::

ONE!



TWO!



SHOULDER UP!!!

::Lacey looks for another choke hold on the mat but Faith rolls her over into a small package.::



ONE!



TWO!




REVERSAL!!!



ONE!



TWO!



REVERSAL!!!

ONE!



TWO!



KICKOUT!!!

::As the two rise, Faith hits a jumping side kick that knocks Lacey into the corner. Faith jumps up for a dropkick that back sin looking for Delivered From Evil. Lacey blocks and reverses into the Deal Breaker. Faith grabs the ropes and the referee calls for the break. Lacey starts to give it and Faith jumps up for a tornado ddt attempt. As she comes down, Lacey jumps in and catches her with Reaper Scyth. Faith crashes to the mat hard and Lacey covers, hooking the leg.::

ONE!



TWO!


THREE!

Lula Davidson: "My God, what a series of reversals!”

Jason Chase: “God had nothing to do with it...”

Lula Davidson: "Lacey retains but Faith was right there!”

Jason Chase: “And “Evil” lives to see another day...”

River: “Here is your winner and STILL UWA Television Champion, “The Devil’s Little Sister” LACEY ROBERTS!!!”

::The camera shifted to the backstage, this time into the locker room of the Irish themselves. Aerynn was standing behind Shonn who was taping up his hands and Pauly sat across the room lacing up his boots.::

Aerynn: “Ye boys ready 'or tonight?”

Shonn: “As ready as you are Alice.”

Pauly: “You two hear Brody is here?”

Aerynn: “So?”

Shonn: “Must be butt hurt about Bethany.”

Aerynn: “Or some other imagined injustice. Me personally, I found it halarious. Would have been better if in her addled state she ended up with those legs he loves so much around some roadies neck.”


Shonn: “And they'd find him drunk in a corner singing bad country songs in the dark.”

::The three got a good laugh about that before the camera shifted again.....but just before it did a shot is shown of Brody's face watching them through the bathroom door. The hood of his jacket is up, and his face was shadowed but it was him and he was pissed.::

Lula Davidson: "This isn't going to end well. You cannot talk about Beth doing that while drugged around him. The man is unstable enough as it is.”

Jason Chase: “Hey, I would volunteer.”

Lula Davidson: "He'd kill you.”

Jason Chase: “Worth it!”

::We cut backstage, where fellow UWA competitor Bob Brooks is seen leaned up against the wall. Near him is a television set that is streaming the show live, but instead he seems more interested in staring at whatever happens to be streaming on a tablet he's holding in his hands. Bob is lightly covered in sweat, possibly because he may or may not have competed in a match nobody saw earlier, or possibly because of what he's watching on his tablet. It doesn't seem to matter what is going on around Bob, his entire focus is locked on the small screen in front of him. That is, until Silver Baron and The Tedman walk into view, both seemingly high and or drunk as fuck.::

Silver Baron: "Psst, Teddy, check it out."

::He points to Bob, who is completely unaware of their presence, and for some reason, appears to be sweating even more.::

Tedman: "What do ya think he's watching?"

::Bob continues to stare on oblivious of his surroundings.::

Silver Baron: "Well, I'm no rocket surgeon, but he's got a similar look on his face that most men have when they go to my pleasure dome."

Tedman: "Think we should see what the big deal is?"

Silver Baron: "The honor is all yours Teddy."

::With absolutely no warning, and with a seemingly inhumanly quick reflex, The Tedman snatches the tablet away from Bob who finally snaps back into reality. Meanwhile Baron and Ted look at the tablet themselves, both seeming VERY please with what they're watching. Bob yells and tries to regain his property.::

Bob Brooks: "Hey hands off the merchandise man."

The Tedman: "Holy jumping jesus on a pogostick fuck shit donkey balls is that Lacey Roberts or am I hallucinating again!"

Silver Baron: "Even trippin', I recognize that as anywhere. Fuck man is this thing streaming live?"

Bob Brooks: "Come on guys, give that back, you're clearly just imagining things."

Silver Baron: "did I tell you guys about those times I hit it?"

::Both Tedman and bob look at the Silver Baron in surprise. Bob however s more like glaring. And try as he might, Bob is unable to regain his tablet from the other two, who are trying way too hard to find out if they're really getting a peek at Lacey or if their drugs are just that damn good.::

Silver Baron: "Dude like, this is her dressing room man. She's like, changing and shit."

The Tedman: "And there goes the bra! Real or not this is the best day ever! Seriously Bob, how'd you set this up?"

::Now the camera man himself seems to be trying to get in on the action, as he peeks over Baron's shoulder to reveal an actual live stream from Lacey's lockeroom, with Lacey's back turned to the camera itself. Miss Roberts is down to just her skimpy little panties, when she turns her head back and stares directly into the camera itself.::

Silver Baron: "Oh shit man, can she see us!"

The Tedman: "Fuck man, what if this is like, that movie where that chick comes through the screen and murders people."

::While Ted and Baron begin to panic, probably due to whatever substance the two are on, Bob tries his hardest to get a better view of the show, when Lacey herself speaks up from inside her room.::

Lacey Roberts: "Don't think you can fool me so easily Bob. Oh, and this better damn well be Bob."

Silver Baron: "Fuck it, lets get out of here!"

The Tedman: "To the Tedmobile!"

::They toss the tablet up in the air and take off running Scooby Doo style, with Bob just barely able to catch the tablet before it hits the floor. We quickly see the Silver Baron and Tedman getting into their gold cart and driving off. Bob selfishly hides the view from the cameraman, as he locks his eyes on his prize. Lacey continues to talk to him, but now we'll have to use our imaginations of just how good the view is.::

Lacey Roberts: "Poor old Bob, settling for such a sub par shot when you could be enjoying this view live and in person."

::We get a decent understanding of what happens next as Bob begins to drool and stutters to himself.::

Bob Brooks: "Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-panties!"

::It would appear Lacey has gone full on naked, possibly even turning around to give old Bob here the full frontal treatment. Course we can't know for sure, because asshole Bob won't give the camera even the tiniest peek.::

Lacey Roberts: "I'll tell ya what Bob, I'm gonna go hop in the shower right now, and if you can make it here in time, then I'll let you do whatever you want. Better hurry though stud, the clock is ticking."

::And hurry he does, as Bob throws his tablet up in the air, allowing it to drop and shatter on the ground. Honestly that device probably cost Bob an entire weeks pay. Doesn't matter though, Bob has been suffering from the most bluest of balls and only Lacey Roberts can cure them. Bob sprints down the hallway, full force, when a door opens seemingly out of nowhere. Bob runs face first into it, literally knocking himself out cold. Out from the room walks out UWA star Cole Hunter, who looks down at the now completely unconscious Bob Brooks, who is totally pitching a tent if you know what I mean. To be fair this tent is actually of a pretty impressive size, but Cole Hunter doesn't seem to be remotely interested in who this is, or why he's running around with a raging hard on. Instead Cole Hunter just shrugs his shoulders and silently walks off into another direction, as Bob is left laying on the floor, and more importantly, NOT sharing a shower with Lacey Roberts.::

Lula Davidson: "This just gets worse the further along it goes.”

Jason Chase: “But it's like a train wreck. You ….can't look away.”

::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."

::The lyrics begin and Amy Zing comes running out of the entrance way. She runs to one end of the entrance stage, then to the other. She then walks to the middle and bends over, with her fingers touching the ground. She rises, spreading her arms out and pointing to the fans. She brings her hands together then breaks them apart. She walks down to the ring slapping hands with the fans on both sides of the barricade as she does.::

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

"You'll never break me
I'm unstoppable
You'll never break me
I'm unstoppable"

::Standing in front of the ring, Amy leaps up onto the apron and slingshots herself into the ring and runs to the corner. Amy pulls herself up to the turnbuckle, spreading her arms out to the sides, pointing to the crowd. Slowly, she brings them together, her hands and fingers touching.::

"Away from the prize
Because in my eyes
I can do anything
Now watch me rise"

::Amy suddenly backflips off the turnbuckle and lands in the ring where she then raises the championship for the cheering crowd to see. She hands the title to the referee and then unwraps the ribbon on her arm and uses it to tie her hair into a ponytail as she waits for the match to begin.::

River: “The following match is set for one fall. Introducing first. From San fransico California. Amy Zing!"

Lula Davidson: "Amy Zing has been on a hell of a roll here.”

Jason Chase: “And that roll ends with Yo Boy!”

::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"

River: “And her Opponent. From New York City. Weighing in at 269 pounds. VINCE JONES!"

Lula Davidson: "No matter who you are, Vince Jones is dangerous. Bethany Kenyon, Sentinel, Broderick Montgomery and Maiko Adachi have all faced Jones. Some have bested the beast of Redhook, others have fallen!”

Jason Chase: “Some people got lucky, period.”

::The bell rings and the competitors lock up. Jones gets the advantage, moving into a waist lock position behind Zing. She reverses the hold, getting a waist lock of her own around Vince.::

Lula Davidson: "Amy with a waistlock!”

Jason Chase: “Does this woman really think he can out power Vince Jones?”

::Zing pushes Jones forward, sending him into the ropes. Zing rushes to the opposite side of the ring, using the ropes to give her extra momentum. Both wrestlers come flying off the ropes, hitting each other with a double-flying clothesline. They pop back to their feet, staring each other down. Zing tries for a standing straight kick, which Jones ducks, clotheslining her to the mat. Picking Zing up off the mat, Jones hits Zing with consecutive straight-arm chops, pushing her into the corner.

Jones attempts a running shoulder block into the corner, but Zing moves out of the way and Jones crashes into the ring post, shoulder first. Zing immediately goes on the attack, hitting a dropkick to Jones’s chest as he comes out of the corner. Jones falls to the floor, Zing jumps, and then spins as she hits a leg drop on Jones.::

Lula Davidson: "Leg drop by Amy!”

Jason Chase: “Irrelevent, Jonsey don't care!”

::Picking Jones up off the mat, Zing throws him into the ropes, hitting a spinning heel kick as he comes back. As Jones falls to his knees, Zing runs to the ropes, leaping off them and hitting Jones with a springboard hurricanrana.

Zing climbs the turnbuckle and attempts to hit a frog splash on the challenger, but this time Jones gets his knees up at the last second as they go into Zing’s stomach.::

Lula Davidson: "Crash and Burn!”

Jason Chase: “That's it! Go jonsey!”

::Both are slow to rise. Zing up first and attempts a roundhouse kick to Jones’s head. He ducks, catching her leg and turning the kick into a dragon screw takedown. With Zing down on the ground, Jones leaps onto the second rope, coming back with a corkscrew guillotine leg drop. Leaping to his feet, Jones then hits a standing splash on Zing. He chuckles, as some of the fans begin to boo.

Climbing the turbuckle, Jones attempts to hit a flying elbow drop on Zing, who barely manage to move out of the way, sending Jones crashing hard to the mat.::

Lula Davidson: "And Jonsey eats mat! Yes!”

Jason Chase: “Anyone can get a lucky roll!”

::Zing moves in and hits several strikes to the head and ribs of Jones. She whips him into the ropes and hits a reverse elbow, driving Jones to the mat. She makes a quick cover.::

ONE!



TWO!



::Kickout by Jones! Zing strikes him with a forearm to the had and covers again.::

ONE!


TWO!


::Again, Jones kicks out::

::Zing stands Jones to his feet and signals to the crowd that this one is over. She bends him backwards and gets him in a headlock, obviously going for a reverse DDT. However, Jones reverses, floats around back, lifts Zing into a fireman’s carry, and moves her into a different position and hits the Thug killa! There’s the pin.::

ONE!


TWO!


Zing miraculously kicks out!

Lula Davidson: "What a kickout by Zing!”

Jason Chase: “Don't matter, she aint got shit on yo boy!”

::Jones makes the mistake of arguing with the referee about the count, allowing Zing to rise to her feet. She shakes loose the cobwebs and kicks Jones in the back, brings his head backwards again. She waits for him to get into position. When Jones does, Amy goes for her Fenghuang Kick. But jones moves outof the way aand clotheslines her so hard it looked like she flipped around his arm. Vince msirks again, picking her up, and promptly hitting her with The Silencer. Cover.::

ONE!


TWO!


THREE!

::the reg rings the bell, as this match is over.::

River: “Here is your winner. VINCE JONES"

::The Referee raises Vince Jone's arm in the air. He smirks, and even kneels over Amy Zing. Suddenly, the entire crowd erupts as the Silver Baron and Tedman make their way to the ring in the golf cart they've been zipping around in. They nearly crash into the ring.::

Jason Chase: “Oh and here's the acid boys."

Lula Davidson: "Really? Acid boys? Best you could come up with?"

Jason Chase: “I'd like to see you come up with something better."

::The two are now just stumbling around outside the ring. Vince has a bit of a weirded out look on his face. The Silver Baron and Tedman jump over into the crowd. Hey seems lost, or so it would seem like.::

Silver Baron: "duuude. This is like a massive wave of....shiiit i don't know eh?"

Tedman: "just ride it out."

::With that, the both chuckle, and begn to do the motions to begin a crowd wave. And it works.::

Jason Chase: “i really would like to try what they're on."

Lula Davidson: "If there is achance that it could make you seem normal, i'd welcome it."

::Suddenly, Tedman freezes up. The Silver Baron is concerned for his new friend, as they look upwards. It's then, that they hear something that Tedman is afraid of.::

Bubba Thompson: "TEEEEEDDDDDYYYY!!!!!!"

Silver Baron: "OH SHIT!"

Tedman: "We gotta get out of here before the whale eats us! To the Tedmobile!"

::With that, the two run back, jump over the barricade, and get into the golf Cart. Bubba has now come down and even has jumped the barricade. Tedman begins to drive off,but is being chased around the ring by Bubba. The entire crowd is laughing. Tedman then managed to turn up towards the ramp, passing by Vince Jones who is on his way back as well. Bubba is still somewhat chasing them. He evens manages to push aside Vince, who falls on his ass.::

Lula Davidson: "You know, like him or hate him....i don't think Vince is gonna take this lying down!”

Jason Chase: “You do NOT make Yo Boy look like a fool! Ever!”

::To nobody's surprise, Vince Jones looks really pissed off because of Bubba pushing him down. Vince climbs to his feet and stalks off muttering to himself about making someone pay for this.::

Lula Davidson: "See?!”

Jason Chase: “I wouldn't want to be in Baron or Ted man's shoes!”

::The camera shifts once again this time it opens into a dark room. It wasn't exactly a locker room, too big for that. Perhaps catering? The Children are all gathered around the room kneeling with their heads down surrounding the strange woman in the white gown and porcelain mask. Candles burned on stands all around the room.

Finally the woman lifted her face and her arms into the air and it seemed like even the crackling of the fire seemed to go out as she began to speak.::

Woman: “We are gathered here today, under the watchful eye of the almighty to bear witness to this monumental occasion. There have been wrongs done in this place. Impurities imparted as actions of the pure. All things which must be atoned for. You....”

::She lowered her hand then and pointed to the collected masses around her.::

Woman: “Have all paid your your dues in his name. Some of you.....more then others.”

::The woman then leveled a harsh gaze on Maiko and Sariel who each shuffled with unease.::

Maiko: “I implore you Harbinger. Please do not do this.....”

Sariel: “Yes, please Harbinger.....”

Woman: “SILENCE! You do not have the right to question our lords word! It is law! You have both been clensed of the filth of the touch of a traitor by the very hands of his fire. You KNOW his law.”

Maiko and Sariel: “Yes Harbinger.”

Woman: “He watches over us now.....every day he watches and waits. Judging this place and us. Come....we must make amends.”

::The children seemed to pick....something up and leave the room as the camera shifts back to the ringside area.::

Lula Davidson: "This cannot be good."

Jason Chase: “When it comes to these people is it ever?"

Lula Davidson: "They haven't exactly DONE anything in six months.....”

Jason Chase: “Neither do hurricanes....but only an idiot would think they are no longer dangerous just because of a lull in the storm.”

Lula Davidson: "Well it looks like we don't make a match next, what with Sentinel wounded and all.”

Jason Chase: “He isn't wounded, just had an accident, word is he will be at Mayhem, but until then.....the show must go on!”

::Before they can announce the next match the lights of the arena fade to darkness and the opening coords of “Heaven's a Lie” by Laguna Coil hit the Pa System. A Porcelain mask flashes across the Tron along with the words “Danaka Bayne.” and “The Morning Star's Dark Harbinger.”::

Lula Davidson: "What is going on now?!”

Jason Chase: “i think we are about to find out.”

::From the curtain came the masked woman with the entire Children of Nephilim behind her and in their arms they carried a large burlap sack. The group walks down the ramp, careful not to step on the massive train coming off the cloak the masked woman was wearing.

Once they all entered the ring the children dropped the large sack to the mat at the woman's feet before filing into a line behind the woman. Maiko off one shoulder and Sariel off the other shoulder. The woman raised a mic to the mask.::

Danaka: “Wrong.....has been done here. To many and all in the name of Sin.....all in the name of a single man who has lost his way. Sentinel.....we offer this....as homage to you.”

Lula Davidson: "HOMAGE?! To Sentinel?!”

Jason Chase: “I wasn't expecting that.....”

::Danaka kneels down before the bag and rolls until a body rolls out and drops on it's chest. Thick bodied and tattooed with long black, now red stained hair. The man seemed to be badly beaten, if not unconscious. It was clearly the body of Joshua McBride.::

Danaka: “our Lord, the true god of the Children.....the Demon that hides in plain site offers this insignificent man as payment for the sins committed.”

::Danaka drops the mic and the Children all file out as the EMT's rush out to check on the beaten and bloody man and the camera shifts back to the backstage area and Maria Zalis.::

Maria Zalis: "Maria Zalis here with two women that will be in some big matches tonight, UWA North American Champion Ashley Kenyon and big sister, Bethany Kenyon, ladies… what do you think…"

::Just then, a bowling ball comes rolling down the hallway and crashes into a stack of cans of Red Bull, knocking them flying and making the ladies all need to move. Ashley shakes off some of the red bull from her arm while Tedman and Baron come staggering in looking for the ball.::

Tedman: "Looks like I gotta try for the spare!"

::Ashley just shakes her head.::

Ashley Kenyon: "What the fuck are you doing?"

Tedman: "Whoa… it’s like… Saints & Sinners Bowling for real!"

::Baron frowns.::

Silver Baron: "What was that?"

Tedman: "This really cool Yahoo game… I used to stare at it for hours cause it moved and kept talking to me."

Silver Baron: "What’d it say?"

Tedman: "I don’t know, I was too stoned."

::Suddenly, they heard the sound of knuckles being cracked. They looked over at Ashley, who was the one who cracked her knuckles.::

Silver Baron: "uhhhh....did this happen bro?"

Tedman: "I don't remember man."

Silver Baron: "Then we should get the fuck out of here while we can."

Tedman: "uhhh...good idea. TO THE TEDMOBILE!"

::Both Tedman and the silver Baron scramble, and they quickly get into their golf cart, withTedman driving this time. They drive past the three ladies, before turning and going off cmaera. There is a small crash sound heard in the background.::

Maria Zalis: "Ummm....what was that?"

Bethany: "My guess...a trip we should have been part of."

Ashley: "Maybe. Sorry to cut this short Maria, but here's how it goes. The Kenyon sisters, we're gonna show why we're the real queens of UWA. Bethany here, hasa title to win, while I, I got a title to defend. "

Bethany: "Whoop some ass out there sis."

Ashley: "You know it. Same to you."

::We cut back to ringside.::

Jason Chase: “HA! Those two are really cracking me up tonight."

Lula Davidson: "You know, I gotta agree. But coming right up next, is our North American title Triple threat."

Jason Chase: “Yeah it's basically Gealtachta VS Ashley Kenyon. It's gonna be interesting to see what happens."

Lula Davidson: "That's actually a smart answer from you. Been taking your meds finally?"

Jason Chase: “What meds?"

::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 entrance way, 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.::

River: “the following match is a triple threat, set for one fall, and it is for the UWA North American Championship. Introducing first. From Dublin Ireland.Weighing in at 230 pounds. Shonn Maguire."

Lula Davidson: "And here is the man whose very group has been hunted all night long!”

Jason Chase: “The man is crazy. Security needs to find him already!”

"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.::

River: “Introducing next. From Belfast Ireland. Weighing in at 256 pounds. The Firecracker, Pauly O'Connor."

Jason Chase: “It's really amazing isn't it?"

Lula Davidson: "about what?"

Jason Chase: “Well those two boys are from cities that hate each other, so it's really amazing those two can get along."

Lula Davidson: "What does that have to do with anything?"

Jason Chase: “I thought it was in their DNA to naturally hate each other."

Lula Davidson: "There are no words that can describe how big of a moron you are Jason."

::Black Spiders' “Kiss Tried To Kill Me” starts up. With lights dancing around, Nikki Peltier leads out both members of K.I.S.S. To the delight of the on-looking crowd. Bethany Kenyon sways slightly trying to tantalize and only tease a little while her younger sister, Ashley Kenyon, tries to make eye contact with every person in the place, hoping to tease them all into a frenzy. Nikki leads them to the ring where she walks to the center of the ring and points to opposite corners, upon which both sisters raise their arms, Bethany just standing there while Ashley dances a little for everybody.::

River: “Introducing next. From New Orleans Louisiana. She is the current, reigning, and defending...UWA NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION....ASHLEY KENYON!"

Lula Davidson: "Like them or hate them, the Kenyon sisters have proven they have a right to be where they are.”

Jason Chase: “Ashley got lucky when she got by my boy Jonsey!”

Lula Davidson: "Keep telling yourself that.”

::Bethany and Nikki get Ashley into fight mode, before the two leave the ring. With all three competitors in the ring now. Ashely hands her championship to the ref, who raises it in the air. He handed it to the time keeper, and has the bell rung. Ashely immediately goes after Shonn, and they tie up. But before anything could be done, Ashely was clipped in the knee by Pauly. He then hit her with a German suplex

Ashely quickly got up. She glared at the two, as they chuckled at her. She ran up t them, and tried to hit a double clothesline, but was instead floored with a two man clothesline. Pauly and Shonn then began to stomp a mudhole into her::

Lula Davidson: "Well anyone who thought these two wouldn't work together got their answer.”

Jason Chase: “Every man for themselves!”

Lula Davidson: "My ass, this is a glorified Handicap match!”

::Pauly then picked Ashley up, who was struggling to break free, but was punched in the gut extremely hard by Shonn. Shonn then began to punch her face in, and the two were really enjoying this. Pauly then put her in a sleeper hold. She struggled to get out, but Shonn grabbed her arms to stop her from doing anything. Pauly then let go of Ashley, and Shonn threw her over the top rope,lading unceremoniously on the floor. Shonn then began to say something to Pauly, and he agreed. They both climbed out, but Pauly stayed on the apron.

Shonn picked up Ashley, and put her in position. He held her up vertically, and Pauly jumped down, delivering a spiked piledriver on Ashley, to the floor. She was laying there prone. The refs signalled for some medics to come and get her.::

Lula Davidson: "Disgusting."

Jason Chase: “Way over the top, but it secures one of them being the next champion."

Lula Davidson: "Wow, you actually agreed they did something wrong.”

Jason Chase: “Hey, too much is too much.”

::Both Shonn and Pauly had made their way back into the ring. The smirked at each other, and went for the tie up. The real fight begins with with Shonn hitting Pauly with a forearm to the side of the head, but Pauly manages to block a second attempt, as he throws Shonn down to the floor. But Shonn jumps back to his feet, where he hits Pauly with a kick to the knee, but Pauly is only staggering, with Shonn trying for the same move again, with Pauly moving to the ropes. Pauly then jumps off the ropes hitting Shonn with a big boot to the his head, as Shonn rolls out of the ring very early on, but he jumps back into the ring, where he’s met with a boot.

Pauly then picks Shonn up and throws him into the turnbuckle, Pauly runs from the other side of the ring, where he hits Shonn with a forearm. Pauly tries to hit the move again, but Shonn gets his foot up. Pauly then drops back into the middle of the ring, where Shonn jumps to the top rope and he connects with a legdrop, but Pauly crawls away rising quickly.::

Lula Davidson: "Shonn seems to be in control!”

Jason Chase: “If i had to pick one of the two, i would pick him!”

::Then both competitors smirk, then engage in a fist fight, with Pauly taking the advantage with a knee to the mid-section of Shonn, bit he isn’t stepping down from the fight. Pauly then goes for a suplex, but Shonn manages to block him and Shonn tries to hit a suplex of his own, with Pauly blocking the leg. Shonn then breaks the hold as he applies the German Suplex, but Pauly is resisting, with Pauly hitting the jawbreaker as Shonn holds onto his mouth and Pauly onto his head. Both jumps back to their feet, with Pauly ducking underneath a punch from Shonn where he connects with a neckbreaker, both men fall to the mat as Pauly rolls over trying to apply an armbar but Shonn rolls out of the ring. Pauly then rolls under the ropes to catch Shonn with the two battling on the outside.

Shonn is then thrown into the guardrail, with Pauly charging with his foot, but Shonn jumps out of the way and Pauly smacks into the rail as the fans moves away. Then Pauly rises to his feet where Shonn clotheslines him over the guardrail and he jumps over himself, with the two fighting inside the crowd. Shonn is blocked of his punch as Pauly scoop slams him hard onto the concrete as the referee can only look on. Pauly then jumps over the rail as he re-enters the ring with Shonn hurting on the outside. Then Pauly realizes he cant win the match by count out, so he jumps back outside to break the ref count to place Shonn back into the ring.::

Lula Davidson: "Looks like you were wrong. Pauly in firm control!”

Jason Chase: “For now!”

::Pauly then jumps off the second rope where he smacks Shonn with a legdrop, but he doesn’t go for the pinfall. Instead he raises Shonn hitting him with an attempted Powerbomb, but Shonn manages to block him and roll-up Pauly for the first pinfall of the match.



ONE!



TWO!


KICKOUT!


::NO! Pauly managers to get his foot on the ropes early on in the match, as Shonn runs off the ropes smacking him with a dropkick to the face. Shonn then runs off the ropes with Pauly ducking as he goes to hit the Sunset Flip but Pauly drops down, with Shonn wriggling free and smacking Pauly in the head with a karate kick. But Pauly doesn’t drop, he just rises holding onto his head, catching the flying Shonn and hitting him with a Powerslam. Pauly then rises with Shonn slowly doing the same, as Pauly picks up Shonn on his shoulder whilst pointing at the turnbuckle, but Shonn manages to wriggle free and hit Pauly with a reverse DDT, with both men falling back hard as Shonn keeps his arms locked in the sleeper hold. But Pauly isn’t in the hold for long, as he reaches onto the ropes with his long legs.

Pauly and Shonn then connect with another collar-bone tie-up with Pauly taking the advantage identifying his superior strength, as Shonn is thrown to the floor. But he doesn’t stay down for long, as he runs off the ropes hitting Pauly with a flying forearm but that only staggers him. Shonn tries for a second time, with the same result and for the third he goes full pelt, to be caught by Pauly who flips Shonn over the ropes smacking the outside. Pauly the rolls under the ropes as he smacks the head of Shonn into the ringsteps with Shonn falling flat out, as Pauly connects the Sharpshooter on the outside, with the referee jumping outside to break the hold. Before Pauly re-enters the ring he smacks Shonn in the back of the head, Pauly then stands in the middle of the ring waiting for the champion to enter. He can’t wait any longer as he throws Shonn back into the ring, throwing his arm over his chest for a pinfall.::

ONE!



TWO!



KICKOUT!



Lula Davidson: "Pauly with a near fall!”

Jason Chase: “Come on Shonn!”

::Pauly seems a bit frustrated by the fact Shonn wasn't pinned. He picks Shonn up, and knees him in the gut a few times. He then puts him in the fireman's carry, and smirks.

But before Pauly could connect with the Genuine Tragedy, Shonn gets himself free, and dropkicks Pauly square in the back. He then quickly grabs Pauly, and hits the Devil's Hammer. He goes for the pin. At that moment, the entire arena erupts::


ONE!



TWO!!


::The pinfall is interrupted as the referee has been pulled out from the ring by Ashley. She quickly goes back in and dropkicks Shon in the face. Shonn tries to get up, only to be hit witha running knee smash by Ashley. She then quickly jumps up to the top corner, and hits the Manna from Heaven on Shonn.::

Lula Davidson: "Yes! Ashley is back!”

Jason Chase: “The girl's got heart. I will give her that.”

::The camera quickly shifts to the backstage to show Aerynn watching on a Monitor as Ashley gets back involved. No sooner had the camera appeared then Brody comes out of the doorway behind Aerynn with a baton in his hand. A hard strike to the knee sends her down onto all fours and then Brody leaps int the air and drives her face into the concrete.

Brody leans down and rolls a bloodied Aerynn over with the Baton and leans down spitting in her face.::

Brody: “Next time.....i won't stop.”

::The camera's immediately go back to the ringside area as surprisingly, Ashely doesn't go for the pinfall. Instead, she picks up Shonn and throws him over the top rope,and he lands unceremoniously on the floor. She then directs her attention towards Pauly. She walks over to him, but he springs up and reaches to grab her by the head for the rising sun but Ashley shoves him into the ropes.

Pauly hits the ropes and rebounds off, coming back at her but Ashley pulls a page out of her sisters play book and hits a beautiful kick to the jaw then drops into the cover.::

Lula Davidson: "Go! Go!”

Jason Chase: “No!”


ONE!



TWO!



THREE!


::the reg rings the bell, and this match is over.::

River: “Here is your winner...And....STILL U.W.A. North American Champion....ASHLEY KENYON!"

::We cut to backstage, where we see the Silver Baron and Tedman, and alot of food. They seem to be stuffing their faces with the food, and are now smoking a joint.::

Tedman: "You're awesome bro."

Silver Baron: "Ya-ha!"

Tedman: "To bad I forgot my E."

Silver Baron: "AHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

::The two of them laughed, as they both took a beer from the table they were at, and they both began to chug their beers down.::

Silver Baron: "I can tell you from personal experience tha'...E's at it's best, when you grind it into a power...and inject it into the folds of one's scrotum."

Tedman: "AHAHAHA! I'll pay you a million bucks if you can find something that isn't better after doing that."

Silver Baron: "Damn. That's not gonna be an easy bet."

Tedman: "Yeah. Pigs aremore then likely to fly."

Silver Baron: "You've ever actually flown?"

Tedman: "A few times. Feels like I can tonight."

::Both laugh. That's when anoter family member of the Cornbread Mafia, dickie Trammel, spots them, and walks over.::

Dickie Trammel: "Oh hey guys. You really should sober up eh? Everyone's worried for ya."

::TheSilver Baron looks at dickie for a second, then begins to freak out. A bit.::

Silver Baron: "Shit. It's the wolfman!"

::Dickie now has a confused look on his face.::

Tedman: "KICK HIM INTHE NARDS!"

Silver Baron: "WHAT?!"

Tedman: "KICK HIM IN THE NARDS!"

Silver Baron: "WOLFMAN DON'T HAVE NARDS!"

Dickie Trammel: "Now wait. Noneed for hostilit-"

::Dickie is interrupted by thsilver Baron Kicking him in the balls, very hard. SoHard, it causes Dickie to be lifted off the ground a bit before crashing into the ground, holding his balls in pain. The Silver Baron looks at Dickie with total amazement.::

Silver Baron: "Wolfman's got nards!"

Tedman: "Oh course he does. But he's gnna be getting up soon."

Silver Baron: "Ermm....yeah."

Tedman: "To the tedmobile!"

::With that, the two run off. The Silver Baron however does run back to grab his beer. The Camera turns to see them entering the Golf Cart, and driving away. The camera then turns to Dickie Trammel, as he slowly gets up.::

Cameraman: "You okay man?"

Dickie Trammel: "It's alright. I'm kinda used to it."

Cameraman: "What?"

Dickie Trammel: "don't ask. Just know, that these balls can take a beating."

Cameraman: "No man should have to suffer from that pain."

::Dickie makes his way over to the table,and pulls up a chair. He slowly sits down, and takes one of the beers there. It is then, that we see the golf cart zips past them, and Dickie gets a pie to the face. He chuckles for a second, before we cut to the trainers room.

A trainer is there tending to Aerynn as Samuel walks into the room.::

Samuel: “So Doc, what;'s the status of our main event?”

Doctor: “Miss Donnelly will not be taking part.”

Samuel: “WHAT?! Why?!”

Doctor: “Because of now she is no longer medically cleared.”

Samuel: “And why not? She took a knock is all.”

::The doctor quickly shows Samuel some paperwork and the big man blinks.::

Samuel: “.....Well, that changes things. We will announce everything at Mayhem. Thanks Doc.”

Doctor: “Yup.”

::Samuel leaves the room and the camera shifts back to the ringside area.::

Lula Davidson: "It's main event time, folks, with two friends putting everything on the line to decide who walks out of Kansas as the UWA World Heavyweight Champion."

Jason Chase: “Friendship doesn't mean anything when there's gold and cash on the line in that ring, Lula. I'm surprised there wasn't more heat between these two over the last few weeks."

Lula Davidson: "Like I said: they're friends. I'm expecting that this match will reflect that as they fight for the biggest prize in the UWA."

Jason Chase: “Here's hoping you're wrong."

::Black Spiders' “Kiss Tried To Kill Me” starts up. With lights dancing around, Nikki Peltier leads out both members of K.I.S.S. To the delight of the on-looking crowd. Bethany Kenyon sways slightly trying to tantalize and only tease a little while her younger sister, Ashley Kenyon, tries to make eye contact with every person in the place, hoping to tease them all into a frenzy. Nikki leads them to the ring where she walks to the center of the ring and points to opposite corners, upon which both sisters raise their arms, Bethany just standing there while Ashley dances a little for everybody.::

Lula Davidson: "Bethany is coming off a huge win versus Sentinel at the last Mayhem. That gives this young lady all kinds of momentum."

Jason Chase: “Which will be gone in a moment if she lets sentimentality get in the way. Face it, Lula: Bethany, and Jeszika too, have to put their hearts aside if they want to come out of this a winner. And only one of them can do that. It'll be the person that shuts off their feelings first that is the champion when this is over."

Lula Davidson: "I see your logic, but friends can throw down and still be all right. Look at Jeszika and Silver Baron from several weeks back for example."

Jason Chase: “Acquaintances more like. These two roll together. That's different. Bethany proved she has the chops by putting down the Destroyer. Now she has to do it again."

::Nikki and Ashley excuse themselves from the ringside area after wishing Bethany luck. The challenger leans in against the turnbuckles, getting a few deep breaths in as the cheers die down. They kick back up in short order, though, as the guitars of "Define Me" by Bad Pollyanna start playing over the speakers. 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. The UWA World Heavyweight Championship is draped over her shoulder, gleaming under the lights.::

"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!"

Lula Davidson: "She looks confident as always, and she really has no reason not to be. Bethany has done well for herself but Jeszika beat a great champion for that belt."

Jason Chase: “A champion who decided for some ungodly reason to sit out of this match. I just can't rate that."

Lula Davidson: "Who can figure out what Aerynn and Gealtachta are going to do from moment to moment? Sometimes even I have no idea. The point is that that makes things simpler for both of these women. One-on-one with an opponent they respect with the gold on the line."

::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. Se grins and nods, knowing they don't stand a chance, before she stands and waits for the match to start. Jamie Hensley steps forward as "Define Me" fades out, lifting her microphone.::

JH: "The following match is your Tragic Engagement main event! This match is set for one fall and is for the UWA World Heavyweight Championship."

::Neither Bethany or Jeszika have taken their eyes off one another since the champion entered the ring. There's nothing chilly about their gazes but each woman looks considerably more intense than usual.::

JH: "Introducing first, in the corner to my left, the challenger! Representing Arsenal, she hails from New Orleans, Louisiana and weighed in this morning at 140 pounds. Ladies and gentlement...this...is BETHANY KENYON!"

::The crowd cheers hard for one-half of the former World Tag Team Champions, who steps up on the ropes and blows a kiss to the screaming masses. She drops back down, shaking herself as she puts her attention back on an applauding Jeszika.::

JH: "And introducing the champion. Also hailing from New Orelans, she weighs in at 160 pounds. She is the reigning AND defending UWA World Heavyweight Champion...THIS...is JESZIKA GAUTIER!"

::Jeszika holds up the title in both hands, getting an ovation that eclipses Bethany's only by the slightest of margins. She throws her head back, sending her hair over her shoulder as she steps forward and places the title, after kissing the front, into the hands of the waiting referee. He holds it up high as both women look on. Taking a moment to check each competitor for any contraband or foreign objects, he gives them a few last-minute instructions and we're off!::

Lula Davidson: "Soon as the bell rung these two got face to face! Gotta wonder what they're saying to each other!"

Jason Chase: “I just hope they aren't sharing make-up tips or something..."

::Whatever is said, it seems amicable enough. Jeszika and Bethany back off, shaking hands briefly before taking a few steps from one another. They tease a lock-up a few times before doing so, immediately trying to establish dominance between themselves by forcing one another back. It's a statemate for several moments until Jeszika starts gaining ground on Bethany. The smaller woman gets behind the champion and tries for a hammerlock that's quickly reversed. Jeszika wrenches on Bethany's arm but the challenger expertly twists and flips out of the hold, reversing it herself. Jeszika drops to her knees after fighting her way free, using a fireman's carry to bring Bethany to the mat. She's on her feet quickly to drop a leg across the chest of the K.I.S.S. member, but Bethany rolls away and both women kip up to their feet at the same time!::

Lula Davidson: "Another case of opponents knowing each other extremely well. They're looking for an opening on one another but every door they open gets shut."

Jason Chase: “Something's gonna give soon enough, Lula. These two aren't entirely equal. We'll see just how different they are soon enough."

::They lock up again and Bethany snares the champion in a side headlock. Quickly trying to escape, Jeszika attempts a back drop only for the challenger to flip back and land on her feet. The champion shows considerable dexterity when Bethany hip-tosses her, landing on her feet and snatching the challenger by the arm, looking for a looping armdrag. Bethany appears to land rather hard but has more than enough awareness to avoid the punt-style kick coming toward her chest. She lays back flat as Jeszika's kick just misses, kipping up to her feet again and spinning the champion around, bringing Jeszika down with an armdrag of her own.

Jeszika is up fast, barely ducking a clothesline from the challenger and getting in behind her. From a waistlock she dead-lifts Bethany for a German but, as had happened not a minute ago, Bethany once more lands on her feet. She strikes with a dropkick to the center of Jeszika's back, sending her into the ropes, and following her in with a backstabber attempt. The champion wisely holds on to the ropes, causing Bethany to lose her grip and drop to the mat. She evades an elbow drop and gets back up quickly. Jeszika turns and quickly drops to the mat, only missing taking the Kiss Off by centimeters!::

Jason Chase: “WOW! That could've been the end right there! And the champion knows it!"

::The champion is indeed wide-eyed on the mat, staring up at the challenger, who's looking back with a stern expression. Jeszika nods and gets back up, dusting herself off as the two lock up again. She turns it to her advantage with a rising knee to the midsection and an elbow to the back. Bethany is brought to her feet and whipped into the turnbuckles chest-first as Jeszika looks for the Femme-Grip! Bethany squirms out of the champion's arms before her fingers are locked, backing away on the mat as it's now Jeszika's turn to look down on her opponent. She holds up her hand, thumb and forefinger a fraction of an inch apart. Bethany smirks and gets back up to her feet as the two begin to circle again.::

Lula Davidson: "And Jeszika, she might have forced a tap-out from Bethany with the Femme-Grip if the challenger hadn't realized what was going on!"

Jason Chase: “I'm seeing something a little different, like Jeszika getting stiff with her buddy. Those weren't wrestling moves that brought Bethany down. Those were stiff shots."

Lula Davidson: "The title IS on the line, you know."

Jason Chase: “Yeah, and after barely dodging a Kiss Off, Jeszika is aware of that now."

::Yet another lock-up commences and Bethany, snaring Jeszika into another headlock, is quickly shot off into the ropes. A high spinning kick is ducked by the challenger, who comes back with a spinning heel kick that is similarly avoided. Both women are up simultaneously, throwing dropkicks at the same time. Jeszika brings Bethany to the mat with a headscissors takedown but the challenger is right back with a bicycle kick that knocks the champ into the ropes. Attempts at a shoulderblock from both women result in nothing but frustration as neither can budge the other. Jeszika ducks a clothesline the same as Bethany does a back elbow, the two women eventually smashing into each other with simultaneous cross-body blocks, bringing both to the mat holding their midsections.::

Lula Davidson: "Ouch...that took the wind right out of them."

Jason Chase: “If I'm the champion right now, I'm grabbing Bethany by the head and getting some shots in while she's still down. Bethany is obviously the quicker of the two."

Lula Davidson: "Which puts Jeszika in the rare position of being the more powerful one."

Jason Chase: “Exactly. Time to slow this down and put the challenger into the mat hard."

::Jeszika certainly seems to be thinking the same thing. She gets to her feet first and brings Bethany up, sending her again into the ropes and elevating her high into the air. Bethany lands hard and Jeszika is already in motion, springboarding off the second rope to deliver a double foot-stomp to the challenger. A pin attempt is made but the challenger kicks out at two. A chinlock buys the champ some time but Bethany isn't down long, fighting her way up and elbowing out of the champion's grip. Jeszika follows her into the ropes and drives a knee into Bethany's stomach, the challenger having not been prepared for the champion to be active again so fast. Cinching Bethany in, Jeszika brings her up and back down with a vertical suplex, floating over into another pin attempt.::




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TWO...




::The challenger kicks out and Jeszika goes right back to the chinlock again, putting pressure on Bethany's head and neck by arching her body into the hold. Bethany holds on even as Jeszika pulls her into a siting position and grinds a knee into her back while the challenger's arms are drawn back. Still, the former World Tag Team Champion refuses to submit and after some effort shimmies out of the champion's grip. Playing the speed game as few other than her can, Bethany lights the champion up with some kicks to the ribs until her leg is caught. One enzuigiri later, though, Jeszika is down on the mat and the challenger is pouncing on top for a pin attempt of her own.::




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TWO...




But the champ kicks out with authority, getting out of the way of an elbow before meeting Bethany on equal terms. A hurricanrana is turned into a powerbomb by the champion, drilling the challenger into the mat before rubbing at her side.::

Jason Chase: “Feeling the effects of those kicks, it looks like. The champion better stay on her bosom buddy or else things will get even worse."

::The champion does just that, whipping Bethany into the turnbuckles and charging after her with a clothesline. A second one ends with her eating a boot to the face, though, allowing Bethany to get onto the second rope and lay the champion out with a flying forearm. The crowd's starting to get into the match more and more, cheering both women on as Bethany stalks Jeszika from behind. She delivers another forearm, to the back of the head this time, then spins Jeszika around and lays into her chest with several stinging chops. Jeszika shoves her back after being forced into the turnbuckles but Bethany is right back on her, using a running forearm to amp up the damage.::

Lula Davidson: "Bethany ascending the ropes again...what's she up to here?"

Jason Chase: “Looks like she's getting ready to eat another powerbomb!"

Lula Davidson: "Seems so...but there's a reversal! Roll-up by the challenger!"




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::Having none of that, Jeszika kicks out again but not with quite as much gusto as before. Nailing a split-legged facebuster, Bethany wows the crowd with a standing moonsault onto Jeszika, with a nifty ass shake beforehand, yet only garners another two-count. Jeszika rolls out of the ring to get some breathing room and almost has her head kicked off by a baseball slide from Bethany. A small tactical error ends with the challenger hitting the mat-covered concrete back-first however, and the champ lays in the boots before snatching Bethany by the arm and whipping her hard into the barricade. Grabbing her around the waist, Jeszika drives her opponent back-first into the apron afterward and rolls her back into the ring, following her in.::

Jason Chase: “And that's what I'm talking about. If the champ had her head on straight, she'd have dropped Bethany throat-first on the barricade about six or seven times and took the count-out win."

Lula Davidson: "That's taking the easy way out and you know it! These two would never stoop that low!"

Jason Chase: “That's called winning! It's the path of least resistance and it's what keeps champions just that: champions!"

::Jeszika is still near the ropes when Bethany lunges at her, almost driving her through the ropes and back outside. Still feeling the effects of the recent assault, the challenger surprises the champion by using the Fatale-ity to bring her to the mat!::


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Lula Davidson: "Close!"

Jason Chase: “Swiped the champion's own move! Didn't work too well, though!"

Lula Davidson: "Doesn't change the shock on Jeszika's face!"

::Surprised indeed, the champion doesn't seem to have her wits about her as Bethany re-enters the ring and rushes her. That is, until Jeszika fires off a wicked superkick of her own that knocks Bethany down like a domino!::

Lula Davidson: "Kiss Off!"

Jason Chase: “Two charges of grand theft finisher!"









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::Bethany has just enough to break out of the pin while Jeszika, showing the wear of the match on her face, is also registering satisfaction at returning the gesture. Regardless of her half-loopy state, Bethany still comes at Jeszika, surprising her with a leaping forearm and a high kick to the side of the head. She doesn't get all of the kick and her Russian leg sweep attempt instead ends with her over Jesizka's shoulder and brought to the mat with a powerslam. Shaking her head, Jeszika brings Bethany back up and sends her to the mat again, perhaps even harder, with a spinebuster. Jeszika rolls into a pin with the leg hooked, but two-and-a-half is the best she can earn. Sent into the ropes, Bethany manages to run under a leaping sidekick but doesn't count on the champion being ready for her, running into a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker and very nearly giving up the three-count on the follow-up pin attempt.::

Jason Chase: “There we go...the champion is back in charge. If she keeps this up, the belt is staying hers."

Lula Davidson: "Bethany can take a real beating though, Jason. She proved that just recently."

Jason Chase: “That beating wasn't while chasing a title against a determined champion."

::Turning another suplex attempt into an inside cradle, Bethany breaks up the champion's late-match dominance, catching her with a schoolgirl mere moments later. A low dropkick sends Bethany hard to the mat but she's able to reach the ropes when Jeszika tries to captialize. The two friends trade rapid-fire near-falls, frustrating one another with the respective stamina and will to win. Jeszika senses the end is near and hoists up a charging Bethany, dropping her throat-first across the top rope before hitting a drop toe hold that drapes the challenger over the middle strand. Out on the apron, the champion goes for the Fatale-ity and lands it flush, holding Bethany down with every ounce of strength she has...::





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Lula Davidson: "That wasn't three?!"

Jason Chase: “Referee says two! I demand a photo-finish!"

::Jeszika, frustrated, manages to keep her focus. She tries a second time to lock in the Femme-grip but Bethany fights her, not letting the champion get her fingers laced. Kicking off the second rope, Bethany traps Jeszika via her own move and almost steals the win with a modified roll-up! Jeszika, so close to a three-count, rushes her challenger somewhat haphazardly, getting shoved chest-first into the turnbuckles. She turns around...and Bethany is right there with the Kiss Off...which Jeszika catches at the last moment!::

Jason Chase: “Thwarted! The belt goes home with Jeszika now!"

Lula Davidson: "How'd she stop that kick?!"

::Yanking Bethany in by the leg, Jeszika throws an arm across the challenger's chest and hooks the leg, yet is elbowed away by the challenger before her intentions are made clear. Jeszika fires back with a headbutt but Bethany strikes with another forearm to the jaw! The women trade kicks, chops and punches, battering one another until Bethany gets the better of it. A few unanswered chops back up the champion, yet Bethany finds herself hurled into the ropes yet again, coming dangerously close to eating another stun gun from the champion. Landing on the second rope while gripping the top, Bethany casts a glance over her shoulder and hops back, landing behind the champion and dropkicking her into the second rope. With a running start, she swings between the top and middle ropes, trying to drive both her legs into Jeszika's face.

The champion barely evades the move and Bethany spins out of her attempt, coming to mid-ring and somehow maintaining her footing. Jeszika throws a hard kick to the ribs, going for an enzuigiri of her own. Bethany ducks and when the champion comes up, there's no time to evade the boot coming for her chin!::

Lula Davidson: "THAT one hit!"

Jason Chase: “Jeszika can still get out of this, Lula!"




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Lula Davidson: "Not this time! We have a new champion!"

Jason Chase: “I don't believe it!"

::Bethany can't either. For that matter, neither can Jeszika. But the belt is placed in Bethany's hands as Jamie Hensley makes the official announcement.::

JH: "Ladies and gentlemen, your winner...and NEW UWA World Heavyweight Champion...BETHANY KENYON!"[/font]

::"Kiss Tried to Kill Me" starts up again as the new champion stares, awestruck, at the title in her hands. It isn't until she feels a shadow looming over her that she looks up, only to see Jeszika standing there. The tension is thick for a few moments before the former champion helps the new one up to her feet and the two embrace in the middle of the ring. It isn't long before they're joined again by Nikki and Ashley.::

Lula Davidson: "I guess if she had to lose, better that it was to someone she could respect."

Jason Chase: “I'm literally in shock, but it's not like there was a question at the end. They fought their asses off and Bethany was just a little better. I don't much get into the happy-jolly crap, but good on 'em for this match."

Lula Davidson: "Better record that on your DVR, folks...Jason had a non-misogynistic moment."

Jason Chase: “Blow me."

Lula Davidson: "...aaaaaand it's gone."

::All four women stand in the ring, Bethany holding the title up high as the show comes to a close.::