Post by UWAStaff on Aug 18, 2015 18:03:22 GMT -6
::The U.W.A. Live broadcast of this special show hits the computers around the world, signaled by the Flashing U.W.A. Logo. Usually the camera's would shift to the fans but instead it shifts to inside the arena to find Jeszika Gautier walking a look of determination on her face. She was on the lookout for someone and we could all figure out who. Cole Hunter was the man on her mind and she had some pretty nasty thoughts in mind for him. As she moves closer to a hallway, she almost literally bumps into a worker sweeping up some.::
Jeszika Gautier: “Oh, I’m sorry…”
Worker: “It’s ok, I didn’t see you either.”
::Jeszika nods gratefully to him.::
Jeszika Gautier: “Do you happen to know which room is Cole Hunter?”
::The man nods and points up the hallway in the direction opposite from where Jeszika had been coming from.::
Worker: “Up the hallway, second door on the left.”
::Jeszika nods.::
Jeszika Gautier: “Thank you.”
Worker: “No problem, Ma’am.”
::Jeszika hurries off up the hallway, walking with purpose. She stops outside his locker room and steels herself. Taking a deep breath, she pushes the door open violently, not even bothering to knock. She plows into the room only to find said locker room empty. Growling in anger, she shakes her head and takes one more look around before going to leave the room. She stops as she notices an envelope with her name on it sitting by the door. She picks it up with a frown and rips it open. Inside, she finds a letter with a single line written on it in her favorite shade of purple.::
"A walking target readily available and easily taken... just keep telling yourself that..."
Jeszika Gautier: “That Mother Fucker…”
::Her face forms into a snarl. Its from him. Of course it is. She rips the letter in half and drops it on the floor, before the realization of his words hit her. She instantly pulls out her phone to check on her partners, Kris and Carrie. On the first ring, Kristian’s voice greets her.::
Kristian Devereaux: “Hello?”
Jeszika Gautier: “Kris…”
::She can’t keep the relief from her voice::
Jeszika Gautier: “Is Carrie with you?”
Kristian Devereaux: “Yeah, she’s playing with Ravvy at the moment, tuggies with his favorite little raggy doll. Why, what’s wrong?”
Jeszika Gautier: “Nothing’s wrong… yet… Don’t say anything to alarm her, just go to my room and grab my gun from under the mattress. I just want you guys to be safe, ok?”
Kristian Devereaux: “Should I be calling Jonas for help?”
Jeszika Gautier: “I don’t know, but I just got a letter from Him. He could be coming for you. Just… Stay safe, ok?”
Kristian Devereaux: “Ok, I’m gonna call Jonas and see if he minds animals in his place and we might just go over there, her place, security and all.”
Jeszika Gautier: “Ok, love you, Sweetie.”
Kristian Devereaux: “Love you, Jez. You watch yourself with that guy too.”
Jeszika Gautier: “Will do.”
::She hangs up her phone before leaving the room and the camera sends the feed to another locker room. Showing the fans what's to come. Giving them a feel for the mood of the stars on this special show. Craven stands by the door, apparently waiting for somebody important. He glances around the hallway, nervous energy seemingly holding him on edge. A minute later, the door opens and Fraser Freeman walks in.::
Fraser Freeman: “Anything?”
::Craven shakes his head.::
Craven: “Nothing so far…”
::Fraser shakes his head in disappointment and disgust.::
Fraser Freeman: “That foul…”
::He shakes his head again, cutting himself off before he finishes his own thought out loud. Crossing his arms, he nods up the hallway.::
Fraser Freeman: “Everyone else is already here then, yeah?”
::Craven nods.::
Craven: “Yeah, some longer than others.”
::Fraser nods and starts up the hallway.::
Fraser Freeman: “Right, off we go then.”
::Craven frowns, following behind his friend.::
Craven: “Where are we going?"
::Freeman nods vaguely up the hallway.
Fraser Freeman: "To see Vega!"
::Craven’s head droops as they walk.::
Craven: "Oh, this is gonna go well.."
::At the sound of his young friend’s voice, Freeman stops and turns to face him.::
Fraser Freeman: "You got a better idea, then, yeah?"
::Craven stops, looking up.::
Craven: "Didn't say that."
::Freeman points accusingly up the hallway.::
Fraser Freeman: "He left us out to dry... again."
::Craven nods slowly, sadly.
Craven: “And we know why…”
::Freeman’s arm drops back to his side as he shakes his head at this idea.::
Fraser Freeman: “Doesn’t bloody matter why… he did it!”
::Freeman starts to turn away as Craven’s head droops again resignedly.::
Craven: "He saw the six-fingered man..."
::Freeman just keeps walking.::
Fraser Freeman: "Come on... we're gonna have a go hashing this out once and for all!"
::Freeman heads up the hallway, Craven right behind him. They turn to the door marked “Sin City Knights” and throw it open to find the Silver Baron standing there, shocked at the sudden forcible entry.::
Silver Baron: “What’s going on?”
::Freeman nods to Baron as Craven carefully shuts the door behind them.::
Fraser Freeman: “We should be asking you that, Mate.”
::Baron glares back at his friend and erstwhile tag team partner.::
Silver Baron: “You wanna watch your mouth when you talk to me, Freeman!”
::Freeman glares back, equally steadfast in his display of self-righteousness.::
Fraser Freeman: “Or what, we’ll unleash the bloody dragon? You’ve threatened us both so often, Vega, that we know how empty that usually is!”
::Baron takes a step forward, visibly unmoved.::
Silver Baron: “I’d tell you to ask Quentin about how empty my threats are but he’s a little hard to find now, isn’t he?”
::Fraser’s eyes flare with rage.::
Fraser Freeman: “You bloody…”
::Suddenly, Craven’s voice rings out from by the door.::
Craven: “Goddammit, both of you, stop it!”
::Freeman and Baron turn to face him, each one shocked at the tone of Craven’s voice.::
Craven: “You wanna know why the rest of the place knows they don’t have to worry about the Sin City Knights, like, ever? You wanna know why they crack jokes on us and nobody ever takes us seriously?”
::He nods to the two of them and points between Baron and himself and then Freeman and himself.::
Craven: “This, right here, the way none of us are on the same page. Fuck, you two aren’t even in the same goddamn book, much less trying to be on the same page and work together. You’re both too busy trying to prove you’re the real head motherfucker in charge or just the real bad motherfucker of the group…”
::He pauses and then nods to Baron.::
Craven: “You’ve been so wrapped up in your own shit that you didn’t even notice when a couple of your girls got grabbed or how it made the rest of them feel. They need you, Vega, not some crazy guy who can’t control himself, his hatred or much of anything else while he wallows in self-pity and tries to lay the blame on everybody else! You’ve effectively abandoned them and the rest of us while you go off after this guy and you’re losing yourself in the process! Last week, you said you were gonna have our back but the second you had your six-fingered man in place, you morphed back into Captain Ahab and tried to stab at the whale even as it laughed and smashed your boat. Slow down, start using that brain that got you the Pleasure Dome in the first place and show the world who the Silver Baron really is!”
::Before anyone can answer, Craven wheels on Freeman.::
Craven: “And you, stop trying to make up for lost time all at once! You DID abandon a lot of people and yes, we know, you’re trying to atone for it, but you can’t make up for twelve months or twenty years in five minutes! You’re letting your own hatreds and anger overrule your better judgment and putting everybody at risk in the process because you’ve stopped being who you were always meant to be. You’re the fucking Protector, Frase, so start fucking acting like it!”
::He nods and motions at both of them.::
Craven: “And both of you, stop waving your fucking pricks at each other. Nobody cares which one is bigger if you never actually use the damn thing! So cut the bullshit, stop trying to dominate each other and let’s figure out how to actually fight back for real!”
::Both men stare back at Craven in utter disbelief, neither believing what they’ve just heard. After what seems like years of awkward silence, Freeman finally speaks.::
Fraser Freeman: “Bugger…”
::Baron frowns.::
Silver Baron: “What?”
::Freeman nods slowly.::
Fraser Freeman: “He’s got a point…”
::Baron nods.::
Silver Baron: “And it’s driving you crazy?”
::Freeman nods.::
Fraser Freeman: “Yeah…”
::Baron sighs heavily.::
Silver Baron: “Me too…”
::More silence and then both of them nod.::
Silver Baron: “I’ve got an idea…”
::Freeman nods, a slight smile forming.::
Fraser Freeman: “Let’s see if we can’t figure out how to do this.”
::Baron nods and the three men quickly huddle up to plan their next move… as a team. The camera finally shifts to the announcers sitting at the table with huge smiles on their faces.::
Lula Davidson: "You know, I don't know what's more awesome. What we just saw, or the fact that we have no idea who is facing who tonight!”
Jason Chase: “That's right, but we do have some announcements. First of all, the show will work like this. We won't know who is facing who until their music hits. It si all a big secret.”
Lula Davidson: "We do however know who will NOT be coming through that curtain. For personal reasons some of our superstars are not here tonight.”
Jason Chase: “And others are business related. Vince Jones for example is in Chicago hyping Raising hell.”
Lula Davidson: "Not to mention that after the chair shots last week, Sentinel is not cleared for action tonight. He will however he back on the next Mayhem! And will be defending his Title at Raising Hell.”
Jason Chase: “And lastly, there is no one to accept the challenge from Sang Real. The Cornbread Mafia are back home dealing with a personal emergency and The Twins of Bene Elohim.....were bored by miss Bayne to stay and clear up the burnt debris she caused.”
Lula Davidson: "Other then that, we are good to go!”
Jason Chase: “Shall we just jump into it then?!”
Jamie Hensley: “This is our first match is the night. Introducing first from New Orleans, Lousiana.....
Lula Davidson: "That could be anyone!”
Jason Chase: “Wait for it.”
Jamie Hensley: “And weighing One Hundred and Forty pounds. She is a Former World Wrestling Champion. Ladies and Gentlemen.......BETHANY KENYON!”
::Black Spiders' “Kiss Tried To Kill Me” starts up. With lights dancing around, Nikki Peltier leads Bethany Kenyon through the curtain. Bethany sways slightly trying to tantalize and only tease a little while Nikki simply continues forward, knowing what she's got behind her. Nikki leads the way to the ring where she walks to the center of the ring and points to the near corner, upon which Bethany stands, raising her arms as the crowd cheers her on.::
Lula Davidson: "One of our fan favorites. They love them some Bethany!”
Jason Chase: “I personally prefer the other sister.”
Lula Davidson: "I always suspected that was the only way you cuold get a date.”
Jason Chase: “Wait.....what?”
Jamie Hensley: “And her opponent.....hailing from Salem Oregan!
Lula Davidson: "Oh....this is gonna get intresting.”
Jason Chase: “.......”
Jamie Hensley: “She is the Harbinger.....DANIKA.....BAYNE!”
::The lights of the arena go out and the strange Latin chants of Ave Satani begin to play over the PA system. The arena stays in darkness as the chant continues until a faint chime is heard. The two spotlights that usually show Bene Elohim didn't light up tonight.
As the song kicks into high gear and the chanting is joined by music the black robed form of Danika Bayne rises from below the stage. As if she was rising from the depths of hell itself Danika stands perfectly still the light of the spotlights shining off her white mask.
When the lights come back on she walks down the rampway. When she gets to the ring she climbs the stairs slowly and twists between ropes into the ring where she rips open and off the gown to reveal her ring gear.::
Lula Davidson: "Danika Bayne verse Bethany Kenyon. After a year of fighting the Children, we come back to this.”
Jason Chase: “This should be a good match. Danika has been impressive since day one here in U.W.A.”
::The two women meet in the center of the ring jawing at one another but neither one making a move.::
Lula Davidson: "I really wouldn't want to be Danika right now. After finding out Brody may have cheated with Ashley and now to be back with the Children. It can't be good for beths mindset.”
Jason Chase: “Do you honestly think Danika cares about her mindset?”
::As if to say she was reading his mind Danika says something that looks like Brody and Ashley and Beth's eyes narrow. She swings a hard right hand that staggers Danika back and begins to talk shit to the staggered woman. Danika however turns and grins at the blond and swings a right hand of her own.
Beth becomes the latest in the series of people to join the 'holy shit' club as she staggers back from the blow and grabs her jaw. The camera catches her saying “Holy shit”::
Lula Davidson: "I have heard she hits like a mack truck.”
Jason Chase: “More and more people are gonna learn that.”
::After the hard right hand Beth doesn't back down. She turns and throws another of her own. This is matched by a second right hand from Danika, but Beth ducks under this time and when Danika turns Beth is already half arched for the Kiss off.
Danika is able to drop to her ass and roll out of the ring before Beth can connect with the vicious kick. Beth grins and makes the “come on” motion and Danika answers her grin with that impassive hostile stare and shakes her head softly.::
Jason Chase: "Danika is letting it be known that she will not be baited.”
Lula Davidson: "And Beth is letting her know she will kick her face off.”
::Beth waits about long enough and charges at the ropes and slides under to the outside behind Danika but before she can make her move, Danika from her standing position back flips and slams her foot off the top of Beth's head dropping the former Champion to the floor.
With Beth down Danika walks around the corner of the ring and turns back to watch as Beth begin to get back to her feet. Once Beth was about halfway Danika jumps onto the barricade and sprints along it with amazing balance. When she comes around the edge she leaps off the barricade, aiming for a spear, but Beth catches her coming in and DDT's her on the floor.::
Lula Davidson: "OH! What a counter!”
Jason Chase: “She may not even remember who she is after that.”
::Beth pops back up and waves her arms at the crowd who immediately come to life and begin cheering for the former Champion. Beth stands there a moment soaking in the love of the fans then leans down and pull Danika to her feet.
Beth takes Danika by the wrist and whips her toward the ring, but the agile woman jumps onto the apron and turns around landing on a surprised Beth's shoulders and twists into a hurricanrana that slams Beth's side into the steel steps.::
Lula Davidson: "Huge hurricanrana from Danika!”
Jason Chase: “Can we get this action back in the ring? Maybe?”
::the referee, agreeing with Jason is on Six as he continues to count and Danika slides back into the ring and leans over the top rope taunting Beth who crawls toward the ring. At the nine count Beth is able to pull herself onto the apron and Danika reaches down and pulls Beth up by the hair until they are both standing separated by the rope.
Beth breaks her grasp and rocks her with two hard right hands back and back but as she reaches back for the third Danika lashes out with a throat shot that stuns the former Champion. With Beth stunned on the apron Danika leaps up and uses the ropes to springboards herself up onto Beth's shoulders, trying for a hurricanrana over the ropes to the mat, but Beth counters and drops her with a huge free fall powerbomb.::
Lula Davidson: "And that is why she is a former champion! There is no give up in this woman.”
Jason Chase: “For now.”
::Beth climbs back into the ring and rolls Danika to her back and drops into the cover.::
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
::Beth climbs back to her feet and waves for the camera's attention and when the camera turns she motions to it, and blows it a kiss, then turns and gives a little ass shake and then jumps into a backflip to splash down on the prone Bayne, and hooks the leg.::
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Lula Davidson: "Nice little shake. I think she was doing that for someone specific.”
Jason Chase: “I KNOW! ME!”
Lula Davidson: "You wish. Brody, not you.”
Jason Chase: “Shatter my hopes and dreams why don't you?”
::Beth gets up to her knees and then climbs to her feet, pulling Danika up with her by the hair. Once they were both to their feet Beth takes Danika by the wrist and whips her into the ropes. Danika hits the ropes as Beth bends over for a back body drop, but Danika puts the breaks on.
Something vicious crosses the face of Danika Bayne as she looks down at Beth. Beth realizes that the Harbinger hasn't returned yet and stands up just in time to see the sprinting Danika who extends her arm and slams into Beth's face with a running front elbow strike.::
Lula Davidson: "GOD DAMN! That was nasty!”
Jason Chase: “Someone is gonna need a dentist after that shot.”
::Beth appears to be out cold, to be hit with that kind of blow, from the kind of woman who can punch with the power Danika Bayne has. Danika reaches down and pulls Beth back to her feet. Beth stands wavering, her eyes glossed over as Danika takes her arm and bends her backwards, preparing for the Inversion.
As Danika yanks forward, so does Beth. This causes Danika to stumble past her and when she turns, she turns right into Beth's foot.::
Lula Davidson: "KISS OFF!.”
Jason Chase: “Out of desperation Beth hits the Kiss Off!”
::Danika drops to the mat and Beth stands there a moment wavering and then falls backwards over Danika and the referee drops into the cover.::
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Lula Davidson: "She did it!”
Jason Chase: “Barely, had Danika been able to get the shoulder up, Beth wouldn't have been able to defend herself.”
Lula Davidson: “She didn't have to.”
Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner.....BETHANY KENYON!
::Bethany is helped to her feet. Her vision starting to clear as she grabs her jaw and looks down at the retreating Danika with a bit of respect. Danika however looks at Beth, as if this isn't over yet. Danika makes the “Little a little bit” motion, letting Beth know how close this match was, and how different it could have been.
The camera then shifts to the backstage and the office of Oliver Georgio. Oliver is seated behind the desk in the room alone, but it's clear that someone is on speaker phone as Oliver looks agitated.::
Oliver: “Understand something here Reno. I agreed to let Mr. Jones be in Chicago for this show as a show of trust and respect. He is challenging for the World Title after all, and Sentinel wasn't cleared for this show anyway.”
Reno Banks: “Then why are we having this conversation Mr. Georgio.”
Oliver: “Mr. Jones is under contract with U.W.A. And we take things like Theft very seriously.”
Reno Banks: “Do you have proof that my client stole anything Oliver?”
Oliver: “He has the U.W.A. World Title!”
Reno Banks: “Do you have proof he stole it? And didn't just find it and hasn't been able to return it to Sentinel?”
Oliver: “That is a load of shit Mr. Banks!”
Reno Banks: “And MY Client will use all “Loads of shit” that are available in our legal system and he is innocent until you can prove he is guilty.”
Oliver: “That is a very dangerous stance to take Mr. Banks.”
Reno Banks: “Not at all. We are all free people, protected under the consitition.”
Oliver: “I don't give a shit! He gives the title back to Sentinel before the next Mayhem ends. OR ELSE!”
Reno Banks: “I will be sure and let the real Champ know, Sentinel is such a bitch he has to run to daddy.”
::Oliver's face darkens as Reno Banks bids a errand and hangs up leaving Oliver seething as the camera shifts back to the ringside area.::
Lula Davidson: "That is a very dangerous thing to do. Piss off the boss.”
Jason Chase: “Jonsey is da boss!”
Lula Davidson: "Not to mention, in one fail swoop, he has pissed off both President Georgio AND Sentinel.”
Jason Chase: “......Shit. That's true. That isn't good.”
::The lights go out and Marilyn Manson's "Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of This)" starts. A strobe effect playing in time to the riff to allow all eyes to find Cole Hunter standing in the shadows of the entranceway, smirking cruelly. At 0.56, he starts to walk forward, his hands outstretched as if to invite everyone in close to him. He raises his hands up and folds them into a gun shape bringing the "barrel" up to his lips. He kisses it and then points it around to the fans as if to say "I could have you... or you... or you..." He steps into the ring and makes his way to a corner, facing the entranceway, waiting for his next victim to arrive as the lights come back up.::
Jamie Hensley: “The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from New Orleans, Louisiana, and weighing 200 pounds…Cole HUNTER!”
Lula Davidson: "This should be interesting as both Krown and Hunter are unpredictable.”
Jason Chase: “They are crazy.”
Lula Davidson: "Hunter seems to have no real agenda here, going after whoever he wants.”
::The arena lights go out. “Requiem” by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra & Metallica begin to play. Golden sparks rain from the ceiling, illuminating and Gabriel Krown, who is on one knee, looking up and his arms raised, his title belt around his waist. Connor Murphy is behind him; his championship draped over his shoulder, the sparks reflecting off his signature round framed sunglasses. He is holding the contract. The lights come back on.::
Jamie Hensley: “And his opponent hails from Denver, Colorado and weighs in at 227 pounds, he is one half the UWA Tag Team Champion Sang Réal…Gabriel KROWN.”
Lula Davidson: "The UWA Tag Team Champions sent out an open challenge and no one was here to accept.”
Jason Chase: “They have beaten everyone here.”
::Krown gets to his feet, and spins a bit, his robe flying behind him as he turns to face the crowd. He opens his robe a little to show off the UWA Tag Team Championship around his waist. The two men walk to the ring, ignoring the jeers and boos from the crowd.::
Jason Chase: “That is the most dominant team here.”
Lula Davidson: "They have lost since winning the titles.”
Jason Chase: “Flukes.”
::Krown climbs the stairs and walks along the apron before entering the ring. In the middle of the ring, he drops to a knee and looks up, raising his arms into the air. Krown gets to his feet and the climbs the turnbuckles to pose. He takes the title off from around his waist and raises it up. Murphy walks along the outside of the ring. Dismounting the turnbuckle, Krown moves to his corner and takes his robe off. Murphy takes Krown’s title and moves to the announce position. He sets the titles and contract down and picks up a head set, putting it on before he takes a seat.::
Lula Davidson: "And we are being joined by Connor Murphy. Welcome.”
Murphy: “It’s great for you to have me here.”
::The referee signals for the bell. Cole and Krown circle each other before locking up. Krown manages to turn it into a standing side headlock. He wrenches it in tight. Hunter moves back to the ropes and pushes Krown off to the other side of the ring, and connects with a standing dropkick.::
Lula Davidson: "Gabriel Krown starts off with a headlock, but Cole Hunter is able to connect with a dropkick.”
Jason Chase: “So no one answered the challenge?”
Krown gets back to his feet, but Hunter connects with another dropkick, taking Krown back down.
Murphy: “The state of tag team wrestling in the UWA is terrible. Why have them?”
Lula Davidson: "There are many people who agree with you, it was good you two took this chance to shine on this new show.”
::Hunter tries for a third dropkick as Krown gets to his feet, but Krown quickly sidesteps. Hunter quickly gets to his feet, but Krown catches him with a side Russian leg sweep and then manages to get behind him, taking him down with a knee smash. As Cole tries to regain some movement in his knee, Krown nails a chop block, taking him down.::
Lula Davidson: "Gabriel Krown making a comeback, going for Cole Hunter’s knee.”
Murphy: “Man knows how to set up a submission hold.”
::Krown tries to keep his momentum going by going behind Hunter and grabbing him around the waist. He lifts Hunter up for a German suplex, but Hunter manages to use the momentum to land on his feet. He shoots the ropes and bounces off, catching Krown with a flying clothesline. He quickly goes for a cover.::
One…
Two…
Kickout!
Lula Davidson: "Cole Hunter with a beautiful reversal and just exploding with that flying clothesline…and he almost gets the win.”
Jason Chase: “That was close.”
::Hunter stays on the attack, catching the UWA Tag Team Champion with a bulldog.::
Murphy: “Please. We live this business. We were born into it. Cole Hunter wasn’t.”
::Looking at the ropes, Cole shoots across the ring and bounces off the ropes, going for a springboard moonsault.::
Lula Davidson: "Cole Hunter, looking for a big move here.”
::At the last minute, Krown gets his knees up. Hunter takes them in the midsection and bounces off, holding his midsection.::
Murphy: “See what I mean? That is instinct.”
::Slowly, Krown manages to get to his feet. Getting into position behind Hunter, he catches him from behind and connects with a German suplex.::
Lula Davidson: "And Gabriel Krown with a German suplex.”
::Keeping himself hold onto Hunter, Krown manages to get him up and nails another German suplex, and another, and another and another. He sits up and runs his fingers through his hair, then manages to calm himself down and rolls Hunter over for a pin.::
Lula Davidson: "Krown is just unloading with German suplexes.”
Murphy: “Yeah, he does that.”
Lula Davidson: "And now going for a cover.”
One…
Two…
Kickout!
Jason Chase: “How’d he kick out of that?”
Murphy: “He sort of brought his legs up and kicked outward with them.”
::Krown looks shocked he didn’t get the pin and gets to his feet, arguing with the referee.::
Lula Davidson: "Even Krown is surprised he didn’t get him.”
::The UWA Tag Team Champion turns back to Hunter, pulling him up off the mat, but Cole pushes him off and connects with a standing dropkick.::
Lula Davidson: "And Cole Hunter connects with a dropkick, taking Gabriel Krown down.”
Jason Chase: “You cannot turn your back on Cole Hunter.”
::Krown gets back to his face, only to get taken down again by a hurricaranna. Hunter follows and connects with a bulldog.::
Murphy: “So is Cole in the Five or their boss or a guy who rents them on weekend? Anyone know?”
Jason Chase: “No one knows anything offical, but it appears that way, yes.”
::Hunter follows with a standing moonsault to Krown’s back and rolls him over to go for a pin.::
Lula Davidson: "Cole Hunter connects with a standing moonsault and now a cover.”
One…
Two…
Kickout!
Lula Davidson: "And Gabriel Krown kicks out that one.”
Jason Chase: “He ain’t champion for nothing.”
::Cole looks a bit shocked he didn’t get it there but quickly recovers and attempts to lock a Figure four on. Krown manages to knock him off.::
Lula Davidson: "Cole looking for a submission hold, but Krown will not let him.”
Murphy: “Everyone talks about Cold Hunter as devious, but what did his scheme accomplish other than make people think Sentinel was a stalker? Not like he’s getting the title shot.”
::Both men get to their feet and both men connect with a dropkick, taking each other down.::
Lula Davidson: "Both men connect with a dropkick and both men are down.”
::Both men again get to their feet and go for a lock up but Cole gives Conner a hard kick to the stomach and locks him into a DDT. Conner tries his best to get out of it, but a hard forearm to the back stuns him long enough for Cole to hook both arms and drop conner.::
Lula Davidson: "On the hunt!”
Murphy: “Son of a......”
::Before Garbriel can get up from the booth Cole has hooked the leg.::
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
::Garbeil immediately slides into the ring, but Cole using his ring sense rolls out on the side of the ring with the ramp and immediately begins to back up the ramp way.::
Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner.....COLE HUNTER!”
Lula Davidson: "I think Cole just put him and Artemis in line for Title shots!”
Jason Chase: “I suppose he did!”
::Cole backs up the ramp way but no sooner had he reached the stage then he gets blasted in the back of the head by a hard running forearm from Frazer Freeman!::
Lula Davidson: "Freeman is here! He caught Cole without help!”
Jason Chase: “Oh.....this isn't gonna be pretty......”
::But it wasn't just Freeman. It was Craven and The Silver Baron. It was all of The Sin City Knights. Finally together again. The three of them put the boots to the fallen Cole before Baron pulls Cole back to his feet and whips him across the stage where he slams into the waiting steel of the tron and rebounds directly into the waiting arms of Craven who bends him backwards and then rolls before driving him face first into the steel stage.::
Lula Davidson: "The Broken Promise!”
Jason Chase: “Here comes the Calvary!”
::The Five and Artemis come charging through the curtain and The Knights scatter in all directions. Jumping from the stage to the floor and backing toward the curtain leading to the back as the five and Artemis check on cole who seems to be out.::
Lula Davidson: "It's been months, months Jason but they finally got a measure of revenge!”
Jason Chase: “That's one back. ONE. Sin Inc still leads the way!”
::The camera shifts to the backstage to find that same deliverly guy who had been seen on the last show, but this time he seems to be lost. He is somewhere deep in the bowels of the building and it seems to be getting darker and darker until finally when he rounds a fifth corner there are candles burning all along the hallway.
The goosebumps stand up on the back of his neck as he continues along the path. As he rounds the sixth corner the candles are joined by men and women all standing around in black robes and wearing old Victorian masks.::
Lula Davidson: "Oh come on! From Cole to these freaks!”
Jason Chase: “Have to wonder what this is about now?”
::the delivery man swallows hard and continues on until he comes to a final open door and inside were the rest of the Children. Danika Bayne sat on a velvet chair that appeared to be a throne and had her hand out while a irritated looking Maiko is being forced to do her nails.
Danika looks up from the top of the asian woman's head to the man who walked in. Her eyes dead and lifeless but with a little twinkle of mischeif.::
Danika: “.....Do you know how dangerous it is for you to be here?”
Delivery man: “.....Um....Yes ma'am.”
Danika: “......what do you want?”
Delivery man: “I....have a delivery for a D. Bay.”
::At the name D. Bay a shadow flashes over the face of the Harbinger and her hand shoots out and snatches the package from his hand as her eyes flash with hate.::
Danika: “GET HIM OUT OF HERE NOW!”
::The Children all at one bum rush into the room and drag the man out of the room as Danika turns the small package over in her hand. After opening it a single sheet of paper falls out into her waiting palm.::
Danika: “.....Two can play this game. 19321 Canary Ave.”
::Danika's eyes narrow suddenly with suspicion and her teeth bare.::
Danika: “He's not that stupid.”
Lula Davidson: "What the hell was that about?”
Jason Chase: “.....i have no idea.”
::the camera shifts back to the ringside area but before the next match can be announce the entire arena is filled with darkness and Five Finger Death Punches “Jekyll and Hyde” up on the Tron however, as the crowd rocked out to the newest in rock music, a image of a brightly burning star lights up the tron.::
Lula Davidson: "A message from the Morning Star!”
Jason Chase: “And the freak circle is complete.”
::Up on the scree comes the image of Silver Baron standing happily with the girls and Freeman, smiling and happy. Sitting next to that image was a image of Baron clearly losing his mind and gripping the mask of Oblivion.::
“Silver Baron. The time approaches.”
::The words were played on the Tron over the images. As the words “I just wanna be Jekyll but I'm always fighting Hyde!” played over the Pa System the Tron flashes blank and then the words came out to cover the entire Tron, massive and dripping blood.::
“MAKE. YOUR. CHOICE!”
::Then as quickly as it came the music stopped and the tron flashes to darkness and the lights snapped back on and everything was normal.::
Lula Davidson: "He wants Silver Baron to make a choice. Oblivion or himself. Which one is strong enough to stop The Morning Star?”
Jason Chase: “And the chocie has to be made soon, or I think Michael will make it for him.”
Jamie Hensley: “The following contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 240 pounds and hailing from Atlanta, Georgia, he is one half of the UWA World Tag Team Champions, Sang Réal, this is CONNOR MURPHY!!!”
::The arena lights go out. “Requiem” by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra & Metallica begin to play. Golden sparks rain from the ceiling, illuminating Connor Murphy, who is standing and looking up with his arms raised in the air with Gabriel Krown, behind him. The lights come back on. The two men walk to the ring, ignoring the jeers and boos from the crowd. Murphy climbs the stairs and walks along the apron before stepping into the ring where he strikes the same pose as he did at the entrance. Krown walks along the outside of the ring as Murphy climbs the turnbuckle and poses. He climbs down and goes to his corner, taking his robe off.::
Lula Davidson: "And we’re being joined by Mister Murphy’s partner, Gabriel Krown.”
Jason Chase: “Are you sure he’s joining us and not...”
Gabriel Krown: “Yeah, yeah, ok, now allow me to do your job better than you ever could! I dare say that is Checkmate!”
Jason Chase: “Does this mean we have to leave now?”
Lula Davidson: "No, it just means…”
Gabriel Krown: “It means you get to be outshined if you stay here in Sang Réal’s light!”
Jamie Hensley: “His opponent, making her return to UWA from injury, she weighs in at 160 pounds and hailing from New Orleans, Louisiana, representing Arsenal… she is the former UWA World Heavyweight Champion… this is JESZIKA GAUTIER!!!”
::Guitars start playing as "Define me" By Icon for Hire starts playing over the speakers as Jeszika walks out onto the ramp wearing a black leather studded corset encrusted with diamond over top of a black tank top and a short pleated tartan skirt.::
"I'm coming out
So call your friends and gather round
It's time to judge and pin me down
I'm in the box you put me in
It's dark and I can't see a thing
No air I need to BREATH
I'm climbing out
Oh my god, Alert the town!
A freak, a monster's on the prowl!
Shut it up and TEAR IT DOWN
Grab your torch and pitchfork now"
::She forms a gun with her fingers and points it at the crowd before bringing it it up to her mouth and blowing it, then begins strutting down to the ring. She climbs into the ring over the middle rope, pausing on her way through to shake her ass seductively for the males in the crowd.::
"Define Me Define me
Somebody Find Me
And tell me what I am!
Y'know you love it!”
::Once in the middle of the ring she stops and opens the front of her corset, one side then the other, like doors, then opens both and drops the corset aside to the catcalls of the men in the crowd. She grins and nods, knowing they don't stand a chance, before she stands and waits for her opponent.::
Lula Davidson: "It’s nice to see Jeszika back in a UWA ring!”
Jason Chase: “If you say so...”
Gabriel Krown: “Well, you know, she’s one of the chosen ones so, of course, even though she wasn’t really strong enough to stand up to Cole Hunter, she’d get a choice return.”
Lula Davidson: "You’re just pissed off that the object of her obsession beat you earlier.”
Jason Chase: “There’s no need to insult our illustrious guest, Lula.”
Gabriel Krown: “We’re still the champions no one wants to face no matter how much I was robbed earlier.”
::The bell sounds and the two competitors lock-up in a collar and elbow tie-up and Connor quickly moves in for a short-arm clothesline. Jeszika staggers back, almost falling over but managing to catch herself. Connor goes for a big boot but Jeszika goes down to one knee and Connor’s foot goes right over her head and she rolls into a schoolboy roll-up.::
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!!
::Connor rolls over and kicks Jeszika in the head as he goes. Jeszika stumbles forward and falls across the bottom rope and Connor pounces on her, choking her down across the rope. The referee starts to count him down to disqualification.::
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4…
::Connor releases his grip and steps back, hands in the air as the referee admonishes him. He smirks knowingly, arrogantly, as Jeszika coughs across the rope. Connor turns and runs to the far ropes, rebounding off and rushing back at her. Just as Jeszika starts to sit up, Connor comes through with a big boot to the back of the head. Jeszika falls across the ropes, nearly falling out of the ring. Connor pulls her back in and flops her onto the mat for the cover.::
1…
2…
SHOULDER UP!!!
::Taking a reverse chinlock, Connor sits her up and leans over to make her carry his weight as the crowd boos. He smirks, pulling the hold tighter and seemingly enjoying Jeszika’s grunts of discomfort.::
Gabriel Krown: “See, he’s just showing what everyone should already know!”
Lula Davidson: "That when given the opportunity, you’ll cheat?”
Jason Chase: “He’s a champion showing another champion her place.”
Gabriel Krown: “She’s not on her knees…”
Jason Chase: “My mistake!”
Lula Davidson: "She’s been the UWA World Champion!”
Gabriel Krown: “Now she can be the champion of something else because she sure isn’t taking ours.”
::Connor pulls her arm back and looks for a hammerlock. Jeszika tries to stand up and block the move but Connor quickly changes over into a backslide.::
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!!
::The two competitors start up and Connor hits her with a European uppercut. Jeszika staggers back into the ropes and bounces off. Connor catches her coming off and throws her up, hitting a European uppercut out of midair. Jeszika hits hard and Connor goes for the cover.::
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!!
::Connor sits up looking mildly surprised while the crowd cheers for Jeszika staying alive. Connor pulls her up and hits a Dropkick: Murphy Style. As she starts to get up, Connor pops right back up and slaps her on the ass. The crowd gasps and Connor steps back, grabbing his wrist. Jeszika gets to her feet and Connor leaps into the Wolf Fang Fist, howling like a wolf as he does so. Jeszika ducks it and Connor flies into the ropes. As he staggers off of them, Jeszika hits a step-up enziguri that sends him back against the ropes again. Connor bounces off and Jeszika catches him for a hurricanrana, holding it for a cover.::
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!!
::Jeszika hooks him up for a cutthroat hammerlock and starts to roll over. Connor grabs the bottom rope with his foot and the referee starts to count Jeszika to the disqualification.::
1…
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3…
4…
::Jeszika releases her grip and tries to take the Femme-Grip. Connor manages to roll to the ropes before she can sink it in and Jeszika releases, rolling even further so that she ends up going under the ropes to the outside. Connor moves away and staggers to his feet. Jeszika stands up, grabs the top rope and slingshots herself into a flying crossbody attempt. Connor turns and nails her out of midair with a European uppercut. Jeszika crashes to the mat and Connor falls back into the ropes away from her, smirking and nodding to the booing fans. He points at her head and then stands up, pointing at her as if to say, “Look at your heroine and look at what I’ve done to her.” Connor walks over to her, taking a good look at woman lying before him, seemingly undressing her with his eyes as he goes.::
Lula Davidson: "Does he have to do that?”
Gabriel Krown: “Well, no, but when the opportunity presents itself…”
Jason Chase: “Gotta look under the hood before you take a test drive.”
Gabriel Krown: “Exactly, why not have a look at the goods before you rent them out for a bit?”
Lula Davidson: "You two are disgusting!”
Gabriel Krown: “No, you know what’s disgusting is when you think you’ve got a ten and you get her in the light and find out she’s really a two.”
Jason Chase: “Damn, that IS disgusting.”
Gabriel Krown: “Right? Thank God that never happens to us.”
::Connor smirks then nods to the crowd before falling to his knees and covering the fallen Jeszika. He leans so it’s one arm and then holds his other aloft to count along with the referee.::
1…
2…
JESZIKA REVERSES INTO A CRUCIFIX PIN!!!
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!!
::Connor jumps to his feet, looking shocked and angry. He sets and fires off for the Wolf Fang Fist. Jeszika gets to her feet and steps back as Connor comes through. He connects on the shot, knocking her back into the ropes. As she comes off, he kicks her in the midsection and hooks her head. He nods to the crowd and slowly sets for the Murphy’s Law brainbuster. He elevates her and holds her up as the crowd watches, hoping above hope. Jeszika reaches down and rakes his eyes. Connor loses his grip and Jeszika tries to jump through for a sunset flip. Connor catches her feet as she tries to go down and reverses into an Alabama slamma. He drops down and covers as the crowd boos vociferously.::
1…
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SHOULDER UP!!!
::Connor pulls her up and then slaps her across the face. Jeszika falls to her knees from the impact and Connor smirks cruelly at her. He goes to pull her up for Murphy’s Law and jeszika pulls him down into an inside cradle.::
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!!
::The two competitors get up and Jeszika moves in behind him, looking for the Femme-Grip. Connor goes to the ropes and Jeszika changes it, taking him back into an O’Connor Roll.::
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!!
::Connor pops up and goes for the Wolf Fang Fist. Jeszika jumps over him, hooking her legs under his arms and then trying to flip over into the Fatale-ity. Connor leans back so that she has to put her hands down as if she’s in a reverse wheelbarrow. Connor steps back and sits down on a Boston crab. Jeszika reaches back and punches him on the ass. Connor grins and starts to readjust his hold. Jeszika rolls him over into a victory roll.::
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!!
::As they rise up, Connor drills her with a big lariat. Jeszika goes down hard and Connor covers.::
1…
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SHOULDER UP!!!
::Connor pounds on the mat in frustration and pulls her to her feet. He nails her with a European uppercut and then moves in behind her to catch her for a backbreaker in one fluid motion. He grabs her in a dragon sleeper position and stands up. He picks her up and looks for an inverted Murphy’s Law. Jeszika drills in between the eyes with her knee and then slides over into the Fatale-ity.::
1…
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3!!!
Lula Davidson: "Jeszika scores!”
Jason Chase: “She got lucky!”
Gabriel Krown: “You’re damn right she did! We’re still the champions and she’s not and she’s not gonna be any time soon!”
Lula Davidson: "She just beat a champion!”
Gabriel Krown: “She got lucky, didn’t you hear me?”
Jason Chase: “Don’t worry about her, she never listens anyway.”
::Jeszika staggers to her feet and has her hand raised by the referee.::
Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner, JESZIKA GAUTIER!!!”
::Backstage, Ashley Kenyon walks with purpose towards the dressing room she least wanted to go near at present, the one currently housing the rest of Arsenal. As she walks up towards the door, she can hear the voices wafting out of the room, the voices of her older sister, Bethany Kenyon and Bethany’s boyfriend, Jeszika’s ex-husband, Brody Montgomery. Ashley pauses for a second, waiting for a third voice to join the chorus and frowns when it doesn’t appear to be coming. Ashley moves into the doorway and takes in the scene, shaking her head in disappointment.::
Ashley Kenyon: “So she’s not in here, shame…”
::Bethany and Brody all turn to face her, each one shocked to see her standing there. Bethany, seeing the combination of emotions in Brody’s eyes, makes sure she’s standing between him and her sister. Bethany sighs, sadly, her voice coming low and slow.::
Bethany Kenyon: “What do you want, Ash?”
::Ashley can’t help but smirk.::
Ashley Kenyon: “Well, I was looking for my manager but it appears she’s not here.”
::Brody glares back at her.::
Brody Montgomery: “You shouldn’t be either!”
::Ashley nods with a snicker.::
Ashley Kenyon: “Of all the people in this room, you’re gonna tell somebody else where they should or shouldn’t be?”
::Brody starts to move but Bethany catches his shirt and he stops for the moment.::
Bethany Kenyon: “What is wrong with you, Ash? I don’t understand why you… I mean, are you high or something?”
::Ashley’s smirk vanishes.::
Ashley Kenyon: “Why does damn near everyone always jump to that conclusion with me? Why does everyone… why is that always first? I’m not the one with a crash pad inside a bar or the one who gets so blindly fucked up he goes to the wrong sister’s hotel room at butt o’clock in the morning!”
::Brody start forward but Bethany pushes him back to slow him down.::
Bethany Kenyon: “Dammit, Ash, what the fuck?!!!?”
::Ashley’s smirk returns.::
Ashley Kenyon: “Oh, watch your language or they might decide you’re not the nice, sweet, good girl everybody thinks you are!”
::Bethany takes a step forward.::
Bethany Kenyon: “And what if I’m not?”
::Ashley shrugs.::
Ashley Kenyon: “Then who are you?”
::She turns and walks out leaving Bethany and Brody all standing there in various states of shock and anger. After she had left Jeszika walks in to see the sadness from Beth and the blank rage from Brody and blinks.::
Jeszika: “What did I miss?”
Brody: “......”
Beth: “.....Later.”
::Jeszika look worried at the two as the camera shifts back to the ringside area.::
Lula Davidson: "And now we come to our final night of the first show of the U.W.A. Furure!”
Jason Chase: “You have seen three great matches here tonight. You saw Danika Bayne fearlessly take on Beth Kenyon, and the two boys that make up our Tag Team champions split into singles action and now, we find out who has been drawn for our final match of the night.”
Jamie Hensley: “This match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first.....
Lula Davidson: "Here we go!”
Jason Chase: “I know! I am so excited!”
Jamie Hensley: “Wrestling out of Hollywood, California by way of Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Weighing in at Two hundred and Fifteen pounds. He is......BOB BROOKS!
::“Can't Stop” begins to play, and shortly after 'Photographer' Bob Brooks walks out from backstage. He's carrying a large tri pod with a camera perched on top over his shoulder, similar to how some baseball players might carry their baseball bat. Bob walks towards the ring, his eyes looking up at the lights above, then around the ring, making himself familiar with the setting, and of course the Television Title around his waist.
He makes it to the ring, but instead of stepping inside he walks around it, looking for the perfect spot. Finally he finds a spot he finds ideal, and sets his tri pod down. Now Bob takes his time fiddling with the camera itself, making sure it's pointed towards the ring at an angle that won't miss any of the action, he isn't about to rely on anyone else to capture the action for him. Once Bob has convinced himself he's got the perfect set up, he slides into the ring.::
Lula Davidson: "Mr. Mayhem! The man who holds the highest winning record of the new year.”
Jason Chase: “It's going to take something special for that to not continue here tonight. This man has made a believer out of the world.
Jamie Hensley: “And his opponent.....hailing from Salem, Oregan by way of Pine Ridge, Florida.....
Lula Davidson: "No.....”
Jason Chase: “Well, now this just got intresting!”
::The first thing heard, even before the lights of the arena fade was the Cello being played and then the lights of the arena fade to complete darkness.::
“Mayday, Mayday
The ship is slowly sinking.
They think I'm crazy, but they don't know the feeling.
They are all around me circling like Vultures.
They want to break me and wash away my colors.”
::A spotlight hits in the ground to show the man known simply as The Morning Star standing in the middle of a group of fans who have no idea he is even there. His head is down and his face is fully painted to look like a demon skull. When the fans realize he is there, they collectively go nuts, some cheering but most booing.::
“i cannot stop this sickness taking over.
It takes control and drags me into nowhere.
I need your help, I can't fight this forever.
I know your watching, I can feel your out there.”
::Michael slowly wades through the mass of fans until he comes to the announce table and leaps up onto the barricade as the two announcers watch on slack jawed. No one has ever seen his true entrance, or even heard his music before.
Michael steps from the barricade to the announce table to stand between the announcers and the ring. For a time Michael simply stands on the announce table with his head down, while Brooks paces in the ring until finally Michael looks up at the sky, as the words play like he is speaking directly to someone.::
“Take me over, the walls below.
Fly forever, don't let me go.
I need a savoir to heal my pain.
Will I become my worst enemy?
The enemy?”
::The lights flash back as Michael stands staring still up at the ceiling.::
Lula Davidson: "Well, that was involved.”
Jason Chase: “You can say that again.”
Jamie Hensley: “Weighing in at Two hundred and Twenty pounds. He is The Morning Star.....MICHAEL RIVERS!”
::Bob wastes no time as he immediately drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring to the floor to stand in front Rivers. With Michael still looking up at the roof Brooks reaches out and grabs a hold of both legs and yanks forward, sending Michael back first into the table.
Brooks pulls Michael off the table and rocks him with a hard right hand, then a second and when Michael is doubled over takes him by the back of the head and drives his face into the table so hard it leaves a paint imprint on the table.::
Lula Davidson: "Seems Michael wasn't ready after all.”
Jason Chase: “I think it's more Bob Brooks didn't want what happened to Sentinel to happen to him!”
::Brooks pulls Michael back and turns whipping him at the ring where Michael slides inside. While Brooks heads to the ring Michael rolls to his feet and sprints at the opposite side of the ring. When Brooks enters the ring. The two meet in the middle of the ring, Brooks throws a hard right hand and Michael slides under it.
Rivers doesn't stop, mid slid he jumps back to his feet and continues on. He hits the ropes and rebounds off coming back to Brooks as he turns. Bob grabs Michael by the sides and launches Rivers into the air to drop pancaked to the mat, but Michael lands on his feet behind Brooks.::
Lula Davidson: "WHOA!”
Jason Chase: “Even Brooks managed to look impressed!”
::Michael and Brooks stare at one another as a smirk spreads across River’s face and Brooks nods. After a moment the two lock up again and Brooks twists around until he has Micheal’s arm twisted and yanks forward driving his shoulder into the joint of the Morning star. Three hard shoulders into the shoulder joint before Bob turns and whips Michael toward the corner sprinting just behind him.
Michael hits the corner first and uses the momentum and his speed to actually pull himself over the top rope until he is standing outside the ring. Brooks seeing the corner is empty stops into a slid and sails under the ropes to the floor. Brooks reaches between the ropes and shoves Micheal’s feet out from under him so he lands on the floor.::
Lula Davidson: "Bob Brooks folks! Showing the world that Rivers isn't the only one with agility and speed.”
Jason Chase: “I think Bob Brooks is telling Michael Rivers that he can counter anything he throws at him.”
::Both men look at one another through the ropes before slowly sliding into the ring. Near the corner the two lock up again, this time Brooks, mid lock up, reaches up and racks the eyes causing Michael to stagger into the corner.
Brooks of course grins at the referee, acting like he'd not done a single thing against the rules. Michael, still rubbing at his eyes turns, grabs Brooks by the shoulders and drives a knee hard into his groin. Brook’s eyes look like they are gonna pop out of his head.::
Lula Davidson: "OH! That had to hurt!”
Jason Chase: “That hurt me from all the way out here!”
::The referee tries to admonish Michael who blames being momentarily blinded for the low blow then pulls Brooks up by the hair into the corner and climbs up while placing Brooks into a DDT position. Rivers pushes off the corner looking for a Tornado DDT but at the last second Brooks shoves sending Michael slamming chest and face first into the mat.::
Lula Davidson: "Neither man has been able to get a good string of moves together. Can Brooks capitalize?”
Jason Chase: “We are gonna find out.”
::Bob stands leaning on the floor, still recovering from getting kneed in the balls, but when Michael gets back to his knees Brooks explodes out of the corner and drops him with a running bulldog that drives Michael face first into the mat.
Once he has him down again Brooks slides into the first cover of the match.::
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Lula Davidson: "Rivers is able to get his shoulder up!”
Jason Chase: “This match continues.”
::Brooks doesn't wait time arguing with the referee. He simply grabs a hold of the long multi colored hair and pulls Michael back to his feet. Once he gets Rivers back to his feet Brooks gauges him and then leaps onto the second rope to springboard and comes back to drive a hard forearm into Rivers that drops him back to the mat.
Brooks climbs back to his feet and begins to circle the Morning Star. When he gets to the bottom half he reaches down and grabs a leg, lifts and then drives River's knee hard into the mat. Brooks drives that knee into the mat four more times before stopping and stomping down on the ankle.::
Lula Davidson: "Smart move, keep Rivers grounded. As long as you keep him grounded, you control the match. Smart.”
Jason Chase: “He just gets better and better with each match!”
::After working over the ankle and the knee Bob locks in a single leg crab, leans back and torques the leg as far as it will go. Micheal’s face showed the agony he was in, but when the referee askes him if he wants to quit he screams “NO!”
Little by little Michael claws and crawls until he reaches the bottom rope but Bob refuses to break the hold. He just torques back that much harder. The referee waves his hand once for the count and then second, a third time but Brooks just torques.::
Lula Davidson: "Brooks needs to be careful before he gets counted out here.”
Jason Chase: “i don't think he wants to lose, even by disqualification.”
::Finally just before the five count, he breaks the hold and shoves the leg down to the mat. Bob stands for a moment catching his breath as Michael begins to get back to his feet. When Michael is back to his feet, Brooks leaps onto the second rope, trying for that springboard again, but this time Michael charges under it and leaps onto the ropes himself.
As Brooks hits the mat and begins to turn Michael is airborne and slams his foot into the side of Bob's head. Michael lands and staggers a bit away as Brooks lays flat on his stomach a glazed look in his eyes.::
Lula Davidson: "Nice counter by the Morning Star.”
Jason Chase: “And here we go!”
::Rivers shakes the tension from his leg and then sprints at the ropes, leaps to the second rope and uses it as a springboard to backflip and splash down on the downed Brooks's back, causing Bob to arch his back in pain. Michael rolls Bob to his back and hooks the leg.::
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Lula Davidson: "Long two count for Rivers.”
Jason Chase: “So close and yet so very far!”
::Michael pulls Bob up by the hair and whips him into the corner. With Bob in the corner Michael takes off after him but at the last second Bob sprints out of the corner leaving Michael to slam into the turnbuckles. When Michael hits the turnbuckle Bob is across the ring hitting the ropes then comes back and slams a hard clothesline into Micheal’s back that sends him out of the corner and to his back on the mat.
With Michael down on the mat Bob climbs the turnbuckle and even though they hate him, the fans faintly cheer at the realization that the P.S.D. is coming. When Michael climbs back to his feet Bob launches himself off the top rope.::
Lula Davidson: "Bob going for the P.S.D.!”
Jason Chase: “This is it......NO! He got out of the way! Crash and burn!”
::Bob crashes and burns on the mat and Michael sprints to the ropes, rebounding off them and coming back to the seated Brooks driving his knee into his face.::
Lula Davidson: "HELLFIRE! Oh my god!.”
Jason Chase: “That came out of nowhere”
::Michael drops into the cover.::
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Lula Davidson: "He did it!”
Jason Chase: “Well done Michael Rivers!”
Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner....The Morning Star....MICHAEL RIVERS!
::Before Michael can really celebrate his victory the crowd explodes and The Sin City Knights jump the barricade and surrounded the ring. One on three of the four sides. Freeman says nothing and neither does Craven but Baron is staring a whole into the Morning Star.::
Lula Davidson: "On, this isn't good for The Morning Star.”
Jason Chase: “The Knights are finally back together and cleaning house. That's not good.....”
Baron: “CHOICE MADE!”
::Together the three of them storm the ring and jump on Rivers like a pack of hyenas. Each raining down blows one after another. Craven and Freeman pull Michael back to his feet as Baron rolls Brooks out to the floor and then turns and sprints at Michael being held by Freeman and Craven. When Baron reaches the three of them he leaps into the air and hits a double legged dropkick into the helpless Rivers.
Baron looks down at the Morning Star and then reaches out and slaps the chest of Freeman who grins as if to say “Really” and Baron nods. Freeman then pulls Michael up to his feet and lifts him up for a power bomb. The size between Michael and Freeman is is clear as Freeman runs at the ropes and launches Michael over the top rope where he sails to the announce table and finishes the tossing power bomb through the table.::
Lula Davidson: "They may have killed him! We need medical out here for Rivers!”
Jason Chase: “He's not moving at all.....”
::In the ring as Medical personal rush out to check on The Morning Star Craven, Frazier Freeman and The Silver Baron stand in the ring and lift their fists into the air. Standing fists together in the air, like the knights of old saluting with their swords before and after a battle.
The U.W.A. Logo flashes in the corner of the three on the Sin City Knights standing tall alone in the ring.::
Jeszika Gautier: “Oh, I’m sorry…”
Worker: “It’s ok, I didn’t see you either.”
::Jeszika nods gratefully to him.::
Jeszika Gautier: “Do you happen to know which room is Cole Hunter?”
::The man nods and points up the hallway in the direction opposite from where Jeszika had been coming from.::
Worker: “Up the hallway, second door on the left.”
::Jeszika nods.::
Jeszika Gautier: “Thank you.”
Worker: “No problem, Ma’am.”
::Jeszika hurries off up the hallway, walking with purpose. She stops outside his locker room and steels herself. Taking a deep breath, she pushes the door open violently, not even bothering to knock. She plows into the room only to find said locker room empty. Growling in anger, she shakes her head and takes one more look around before going to leave the room. She stops as she notices an envelope with her name on it sitting by the door. She picks it up with a frown and rips it open. Inside, she finds a letter with a single line written on it in her favorite shade of purple.::
"A walking target readily available and easily taken... just keep telling yourself that..."
Jeszika Gautier: “That Mother Fucker…”
::Her face forms into a snarl. Its from him. Of course it is. She rips the letter in half and drops it on the floor, before the realization of his words hit her. She instantly pulls out her phone to check on her partners, Kris and Carrie. On the first ring, Kristian’s voice greets her.::
Kristian Devereaux: “Hello?”
Jeszika Gautier: “Kris…”
::She can’t keep the relief from her voice::
Jeszika Gautier: “Is Carrie with you?”
Kristian Devereaux: “Yeah, she’s playing with Ravvy at the moment, tuggies with his favorite little raggy doll. Why, what’s wrong?”
Jeszika Gautier: “Nothing’s wrong… yet… Don’t say anything to alarm her, just go to my room and grab my gun from under the mattress. I just want you guys to be safe, ok?”
Kristian Devereaux: “Should I be calling Jonas for help?”
Jeszika Gautier: “I don’t know, but I just got a letter from Him. He could be coming for you. Just… Stay safe, ok?”
Kristian Devereaux: “Ok, I’m gonna call Jonas and see if he minds animals in his place and we might just go over there, her place, security and all.”
Jeszika Gautier: “Ok, love you, Sweetie.”
Kristian Devereaux: “Love you, Jez. You watch yourself with that guy too.”
Jeszika Gautier: “Will do.”
::She hangs up her phone before leaving the room and the camera sends the feed to another locker room. Showing the fans what's to come. Giving them a feel for the mood of the stars on this special show. Craven stands by the door, apparently waiting for somebody important. He glances around the hallway, nervous energy seemingly holding him on edge. A minute later, the door opens and Fraser Freeman walks in.::
Fraser Freeman: “Anything?”
::Craven shakes his head.::
Craven: “Nothing so far…”
::Fraser shakes his head in disappointment and disgust.::
Fraser Freeman: “That foul…”
::He shakes his head again, cutting himself off before he finishes his own thought out loud. Crossing his arms, he nods up the hallway.::
Fraser Freeman: “Everyone else is already here then, yeah?”
::Craven nods.::
Craven: “Yeah, some longer than others.”
::Fraser nods and starts up the hallway.::
Fraser Freeman: “Right, off we go then.”
::Craven frowns, following behind his friend.::
Craven: “Where are we going?"
::Freeman nods vaguely up the hallway.
Fraser Freeman: "To see Vega!"
::Craven’s head droops as they walk.::
Craven: "Oh, this is gonna go well.."
::At the sound of his young friend’s voice, Freeman stops and turns to face him.::
Fraser Freeman: "You got a better idea, then, yeah?"
::Craven stops, looking up.::
Craven: "Didn't say that."
::Freeman points accusingly up the hallway.::
Fraser Freeman: "He left us out to dry... again."
::Craven nods slowly, sadly.
Craven: “And we know why…”
::Freeman’s arm drops back to his side as he shakes his head at this idea.::
Fraser Freeman: “Doesn’t bloody matter why… he did it!”
::Freeman starts to turn away as Craven’s head droops again resignedly.::
Craven: "He saw the six-fingered man..."
::Freeman just keeps walking.::
Fraser Freeman: "Come on... we're gonna have a go hashing this out once and for all!"
::Freeman heads up the hallway, Craven right behind him. They turn to the door marked “Sin City Knights” and throw it open to find the Silver Baron standing there, shocked at the sudden forcible entry.::
Silver Baron: “What’s going on?”
::Freeman nods to Baron as Craven carefully shuts the door behind them.::
Fraser Freeman: “We should be asking you that, Mate.”
::Baron glares back at his friend and erstwhile tag team partner.::
Silver Baron: “You wanna watch your mouth when you talk to me, Freeman!”
::Freeman glares back, equally steadfast in his display of self-righteousness.::
Fraser Freeman: “Or what, we’ll unleash the bloody dragon? You’ve threatened us both so often, Vega, that we know how empty that usually is!”
::Baron takes a step forward, visibly unmoved.::
Silver Baron: “I’d tell you to ask Quentin about how empty my threats are but he’s a little hard to find now, isn’t he?”
::Fraser’s eyes flare with rage.::
Fraser Freeman: “You bloody…”
::Suddenly, Craven’s voice rings out from by the door.::
Craven: “Goddammit, both of you, stop it!”
::Freeman and Baron turn to face him, each one shocked at the tone of Craven’s voice.::
Craven: “You wanna know why the rest of the place knows they don’t have to worry about the Sin City Knights, like, ever? You wanna know why they crack jokes on us and nobody ever takes us seriously?”
::He nods to the two of them and points between Baron and himself and then Freeman and himself.::
Craven: “This, right here, the way none of us are on the same page. Fuck, you two aren’t even in the same goddamn book, much less trying to be on the same page and work together. You’re both too busy trying to prove you’re the real head motherfucker in charge or just the real bad motherfucker of the group…”
::He pauses and then nods to Baron.::
Craven: “You’ve been so wrapped up in your own shit that you didn’t even notice when a couple of your girls got grabbed or how it made the rest of them feel. They need you, Vega, not some crazy guy who can’t control himself, his hatred or much of anything else while he wallows in self-pity and tries to lay the blame on everybody else! You’ve effectively abandoned them and the rest of us while you go off after this guy and you’re losing yourself in the process! Last week, you said you were gonna have our back but the second you had your six-fingered man in place, you morphed back into Captain Ahab and tried to stab at the whale even as it laughed and smashed your boat. Slow down, start using that brain that got you the Pleasure Dome in the first place and show the world who the Silver Baron really is!”
::Before anyone can answer, Craven wheels on Freeman.::
Craven: “And you, stop trying to make up for lost time all at once! You DID abandon a lot of people and yes, we know, you’re trying to atone for it, but you can’t make up for twelve months or twenty years in five minutes! You’re letting your own hatreds and anger overrule your better judgment and putting everybody at risk in the process because you’ve stopped being who you were always meant to be. You’re the fucking Protector, Frase, so start fucking acting like it!”
::He nods and motions at both of them.::
Craven: “And both of you, stop waving your fucking pricks at each other. Nobody cares which one is bigger if you never actually use the damn thing! So cut the bullshit, stop trying to dominate each other and let’s figure out how to actually fight back for real!”
::Both men stare back at Craven in utter disbelief, neither believing what they’ve just heard. After what seems like years of awkward silence, Freeman finally speaks.::
Fraser Freeman: “Bugger…”
::Baron frowns.::
Silver Baron: “What?”
::Freeman nods slowly.::
Fraser Freeman: “He’s got a point…”
::Baron nods.::
Silver Baron: “And it’s driving you crazy?”
::Freeman nods.::
Fraser Freeman: “Yeah…”
::Baron sighs heavily.::
Silver Baron: “Me too…”
::More silence and then both of them nod.::
Silver Baron: “I’ve got an idea…”
::Freeman nods, a slight smile forming.::
Fraser Freeman: “Let’s see if we can’t figure out how to do this.”
::Baron nods and the three men quickly huddle up to plan their next move… as a team. The camera finally shifts to the announcers sitting at the table with huge smiles on their faces.::
Lula Davidson: "You know, I don't know what's more awesome. What we just saw, or the fact that we have no idea who is facing who tonight!”
Jason Chase: “That's right, but we do have some announcements. First of all, the show will work like this. We won't know who is facing who until their music hits. It si all a big secret.”
Lula Davidson: "We do however know who will NOT be coming through that curtain. For personal reasons some of our superstars are not here tonight.”
Jason Chase: “And others are business related. Vince Jones for example is in Chicago hyping Raising hell.”
Lula Davidson: "Not to mention that after the chair shots last week, Sentinel is not cleared for action tonight. He will however he back on the next Mayhem! And will be defending his Title at Raising Hell.”
Jason Chase: “And lastly, there is no one to accept the challenge from Sang Real. The Cornbread Mafia are back home dealing with a personal emergency and The Twins of Bene Elohim.....were bored by miss Bayne to stay and clear up the burnt debris she caused.”
Lula Davidson: "Other then that, we are good to go!”
Jason Chase: “Shall we just jump into it then?!”
Jamie Hensley: “This is our first match is the night. Introducing first from New Orleans, Lousiana.....
Lula Davidson: "That could be anyone!”
Jason Chase: “Wait for it.”
Jamie Hensley: “And weighing One Hundred and Forty pounds. She is a Former World Wrestling Champion. Ladies and Gentlemen.......BETHANY KENYON!”
::Black Spiders' “Kiss Tried To Kill Me” starts up. With lights dancing around, Nikki Peltier leads Bethany Kenyon through the curtain. Bethany sways slightly trying to tantalize and only tease a little while Nikki simply continues forward, knowing what she's got behind her. Nikki leads the way to the ring where she walks to the center of the ring and points to the near corner, upon which Bethany stands, raising her arms as the crowd cheers her on.::
Lula Davidson: "One of our fan favorites. They love them some Bethany!”
Jason Chase: “I personally prefer the other sister.”
Lula Davidson: "I always suspected that was the only way you cuold get a date.”
Jason Chase: “Wait.....what?”
Jamie Hensley: “And her opponent.....hailing from Salem Oregan!
Lula Davidson: "Oh....this is gonna get intresting.”
Jason Chase: “.......”
Jamie Hensley: “She is the Harbinger.....DANIKA.....BAYNE!”
::The lights of the arena go out and the strange Latin chants of Ave Satani begin to play over the PA system. The arena stays in darkness as the chant continues until a faint chime is heard. The two spotlights that usually show Bene Elohim didn't light up tonight.
As the song kicks into high gear and the chanting is joined by music the black robed form of Danika Bayne rises from below the stage. As if she was rising from the depths of hell itself Danika stands perfectly still the light of the spotlights shining off her white mask.
When the lights come back on she walks down the rampway. When she gets to the ring she climbs the stairs slowly and twists between ropes into the ring where she rips open and off the gown to reveal her ring gear.::
Lula Davidson: "Danika Bayne verse Bethany Kenyon. After a year of fighting the Children, we come back to this.”
Jason Chase: “This should be a good match. Danika has been impressive since day one here in U.W.A.”
::The two women meet in the center of the ring jawing at one another but neither one making a move.::
Lula Davidson: "I really wouldn't want to be Danika right now. After finding out Brody may have cheated with Ashley and now to be back with the Children. It can't be good for beths mindset.”
Jason Chase: “Do you honestly think Danika cares about her mindset?”
::As if to say she was reading his mind Danika says something that looks like Brody and Ashley and Beth's eyes narrow. She swings a hard right hand that staggers Danika back and begins to talk shit to the staggered woman. Danika however turns and grins at the blond and swings a right hand of her own.
Beth becomes the latest in the series of people to join the 'holy shit' club as she staggers back from the blow and grabs her jaw. The camera catches her saying “Holy shit”::
Lula Davidson: "I have heard she hits like a mack truck.”
Jason Chase: “More and more people are gonna learn that.”
::After the hard right hand Beth doesn't back down. She turns and throws another of her own. This is matched by a second right hand from Danika, but Beth ducks under this time and when Danika turns Beth is already half arched for the Kiss off.
Danika is able to drop to her ass and roll out of the ring before Beth can connect with the vicious kick. Beth grins and makes the “come on” motion and Danika answers her grin with that impassive hostile stare and shakes her head softly.::
Jason Chase: "Danika is letting it be known that she will not be baited.”
Lula Davidson: "And Beth is letting her know she will kick her face off.”
::Beth waits about long enough and charges at the ropes and slides under to the outside behind Danika but before she can make her move, Danika from her standing position back flips and slams her foot off the top of Beth's head dropping the former Champion to the floor.
With Beth down Danika walks around the corner of the ring and turns back to watch as Beth begin to get back to her feet. Once Beth was about halfway Danika jumps onto the barricade and sprints along it with amazing balance. When she comes around the edge she leaps off the barricade, aiming for a spear, but Beth catches her coming in and DDT's her on the floor.::
Lula Davidson: "OH! What a counter!”
Jason Chase: “She may not even remember who she is after that.”
::Beth pops back up and waves her arms at the crowd who immediately come to life and begin cheering for the former Champion. Beth stands there a moment soaking in the love of the fans then leans down and pull Danika to her feet.
Beth takes Danika by the wrist and whips her toward the ring, but the agile woman jumps onto the apron and turns around landing on a surprised Beth's shoulders and twists into a hurricanrana that slams Beth's side into the steel steps.::
Lula Davidson: "Huge hurricanrana from Danika!”
Jason Chase: “Can we get this action back in the ring? Maybe?”
::the referee, agreeing with Jason is on Six as he continues to count and Danika slides back into the ring and leans over the top rope taunting Beth who crawls toward the ring. At the nine count Beth is able to pull herself onto the apron and Danika reaches down and pulls Beth up by the hair until they are both standing separated by the rope.
Beth breaks her grasp and rocks her with two hard right hands back and back but as she reaches back for the third Danika lashes out with a throat shot that stuns the former Champion. With Beth stunned on the apron Danika leaps up and uses the ropes to springboards herself up onto Beth's shoulders, trying for a hurricanrana over the ropes to the mat, but Beth counters and drops her with a huge free fall powerbomb.::
Lula Davidson: "And that is why she is a former champion! There is no give up in this woman.”
Jason Chase: “For now.”
::Beth climbs back into the ring and rolls Danika to her back and drops into the cover.::
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
::Beth climbs back to her feet and waves for the camera's attention and when the camera turns she motions to it, and blows it a kiss, then turns and gives a little ass shake and then jumps into a backflip to splash down on the prone Bayne, and hooks the leg.::
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Lula Davidson: "Nice little shake. I think she was doing that for someone specific.”
Jason Chase: “I KNOW! ME!”
Lula Davidson: "You wish. Brody, not you.”
Jason Chase: “Shatter my hopes and dreams why don't you?”
::Beth gets up to her knees and then climbs to her feet, pulling Danika up with her by the hair. Once they were both to their feet Beth takes Danika by the wrist and whips her into the ropes. Danika hits the ropes as Beth bends over for a back body drop, but Danika puts the breaks on.
Something vicious crosses the face of Danika Bayne as she looks down at Beth. Beth realizes that the Harbinger hasn't returned yet and stands up just in time to see the sprinting Danika who extends her arm and slams into Beth's face with a running front elbow strike.::
Lula Davidson: "GOD DAMN! That was nasty!”
Jason Chase: “Someone is gonna need a dentist after that shot.”
::Beth appears to be out cold, to be hit with that kind of blow, from the kind of woman who can punch with the power Danika Bayne has. Danika reaches down and pulls Beth back to her feet. Beth stands wavering, her eyes glossed over as Danika takes her arm and bends her backwards, preparing for the Inversion.
As Danika yanks forward, so does Beth. This causes Danika to stumble past her and when she turns, she turns right into Beth's foot.::
Lula Davidson: "KISS OFF!.”
Jason Chase: “Out of desperation Beth hits the Kiss Off!”
::Danika drops to the mat and Beth stands there a moment wavering and then falls backwards over Danika and the referee drops into the cover.::
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Lula Davidson: "She did it!”
Jason Chase: “Barely, had Danika been able to get the shoulder up, Beth wouldn't have been able to defend herself.”
Lula Davidson: “She didn't have to.”
Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner.....BETHANY KENYON!
::Bethany is helped to her feet. Her vision starting to clear as she grabs her jaw and looks down at the retreating Danika with a bit of respect. Danika however looks at Beth, as if this isn't over yet. Danika makes the “Little a little bit” motion, letting Beth know how close this match was, and how different it could have been.
The camera then shifts to the backstage and the office of Oliver Georgio. Oliver is seated behind the desk in the room alone, but it's clear that someone is on speaker phone as Oliver looks agitated.::
Oliver: “Understand something here Reno. I agreed to let Mr. Jones be in Chicago for this show as a show of trust and respect. He is challenging for the World Title after all, and Sentinel wasn't cleared for this show anyway.”
Reno Banks: “Then why are we having this conversation Mr. Georgio.”
Oliver: “Mr. Jones is under contract with U.W.A. And we take things like Theft very seriously.”
Reno Banks: “Do you have proof that my client stole anything Oliver?”
Oliver: “He has the U.W.A. World Title!”
Reno Banks: “Do you have proof he stole it? And didn't just find it and hasn't been able to return it to Sentinel?”
Oliver: “That is a load of shit Mr. Banks!”
Reno Banks: “And MY Client will use all “Loads of shit” that are available in our legal system and he is innocent until you can prove he is guilty.”
Oliver: “That is a very dangerous stance to take Mr. Banks.”
Reno Banks: “Not at all. We are all free people, protected under the consitition.”
Oliver: “I don't give a shit! He gives the title back to Sentinel before the next Mayhem ends. OR ELSE!”
Reno Banks: “I will be sure and let the real Champ know, Sentinel is such a bitch he has to run to daddy.”
::Oliver's face darkens as Reno Banks bids a errand and hangs up leaving Oliver seething as the camera shifts back to the ringside area.::
Lula Davidson: "That is a very dangerous thing to do. Piss off the boss.”
Jason Chase: “Jonsey is da boss!”
Lula Davidson: "Not to mention, in one fail swoop, he has pissed off both President Georgio AND Sentinel.”
Jason Chase: “......Shit. That's true. That isn't good.”
::The lights go out and Marilyn Manson's "Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of This)" starts. A strobe effect playing in time to the riff to allow all eyes to find Cole Hunter standing in the shadows of the entranceway, smirking cruelly. At 0.56, he starts to walk forward, his hands outstretched as if to invite everyone in close to him. He raises his hands up and folds them into a gun shape bringing the "barrel" up to his lips. He kisses it and then points it around to the fans as if to say "I could have you... or you... or you..." He steps into the ring and makes his way to a corner, facing the entranceway, waiting for his next victim to arrive as the lights come back up.::
Jamie Hensley: “The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from New Orleans, Louisiana, and weighing 200 pounds…Cole HUNTER!”
Lula Davidson: "This should be interesting as both Krown and Hunter are unpredictable.”
Jason Chase: “They are crazy.”
Lula Davidson: "Hunter seems to have no real agenda here, going after whoever he wants.”
::The arena lights go out. “Requiem” by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra & Metallica begin to play. Golden sparks rain from the ceiling, illuminating and Gabriel Krown, who is on one knee, looking up and his arms raised, his title belt around his waist. Connor Murphy is behind him; his championship draped over his shoulder, the sparks reflecting off his signature round framed sunglasses. He is holding the contract. The lights come back on.::
Jamie Hensley: “And his opponent hails from Denver, Colorado and weighs in at 227 pounds, he is one half the UWA Tag Team Champion Sang Réal…Gabriel KROWN.”
Lula Davidson: "The UWA Tag Team Champions sent out an open challenge and no one was here to accept.”
Jason Chase: “They have beaten everyone here.”
::Krown gets to his feet, and spins a bit, his robe flying behind him as he turns to face the crowd. He opens his robe a little to show off the UWA Tag Team Championship around his waist. The two men walk to the ring, ignoring the jeers and boos from the crowd.::
Jason Chase: “That is the most dominant team here.”
Lula Davidson: "They have lost since winning the titles.”
Jason Chase: “Flukes.”
::Krown climbs the stairs and walks along the apron before entering the ring. In the middle of the ring, he drops to a knee and looks up, raising his arms into the air. Krown gets to his feet and the climbs the turnbuckles to pose. He takes the title off from around his waist and raises it up. Murphy walks along the outside of the ring. Dismounting the turnbuckle, Krown moves to his corner and takes his robe off. Murphy takes Krown’s title and moves to the announce position. He sets the titles and contract down and picks up a head set, putting it on before he takes a seat.::
Lula Davidson: "And we are being joined by Connor Murphy. Welcome.”
Murphy: “It’s great for you to have me here.”
::The referee signals for the bell. Cole and Krown circle each other before locking up. Krown manages to turn it into a standing side headlock. He wrenches it in tight. Hunter moves back to the ropes and pushes Krown off to the other side of the ring, and connects with a standing dropkick.::
Lula Davidson: "Gabriel Krown starts off with a headlock, but Cole Hunter is able to connect with a dropkick.”
Jason Chase: “So no one answered the challenge?”
Krown gets back to his feet, but Hunter connects with another dropkick, taking Krown back down.
Murphy: “The state of tag team wrestling in the UWA is terrible. Why have them?”
Lula Davidson: "There are many people who agree with you, it was good you two took this chance to shine on this new show.”
::Hunter tries for a third dropkick as Krown gets to his feet, but Krown quickly sidesteps. Hunter quickly gets to his feet, but Krown catches him with a side Russian leg sweep and then manages to get behind him, taking him down with a knee smash. As Cole tries to regain some movement in his knee, Krown nails a chop block, taking him down.::
Lula Davidson: "Gabriel Krown making a comeback, going for Cole Hunter’s knee.”
Murphy: “Man knows how to set up a submission hold.”
::Krown tries to keep his momentum going by going behind Hunter and grabbing him around the waist. He lifts Hunter up for a German suplex, but Hunter manages to use the momentum to land on his feet. He shoots the ropes and bounces off, catching Krown with a flying clothesline. He quickly goes for a cover.::
One…
Two…
Kickout!
Lula Davidson: "Cole Hunter with a beautiful reversal and just exploding with that flying clothesline…and he almost gets the win.”
Jason Chase: “That was close.”
::Hunter stays on the attack, catching the UWA Tag Team Champion with a bulldog.::
Murphy: “Please. We live this business. We were born into it. Cole Hunter wasn’t.”
::Looking at the ropes, Cole shoots across the ring and bounces off the ropes, going for a springboard moonsault.::
Lula Davidson: "Cole Hunter, looking for a big move here.”
::At the last minute, Krown gets his knees up. Hunter takes them in the midsection and bounces off, holding his midsection.::
Murphy: “See what I mean? That is instinct.”
::Slowly, Krown manages to get to his feet. Getting into position behind Hunter, he catches him from behind and connects with a German suplex.::
Lula Davidson: "And Gabriel Krown with a German suplex.”
::Keeping himself hold onto Hunter, Krown manages to get him up and nails another German suplex, and another, and another and another. He sits up and runs his fingers through his hair, then manages to calm himself down and rolls Hunter over for a pin.::
Lula Davidson: "Krown is just unloading with German suplexes.”
Murphy: “Yeah, he does that.”
Lula Davidson: "And now going for a cover.”
One…
Two…
Kickout!
Jason Chase: “How’d he kick out of that?”
Murphy: “He sort of brought his legs up and kicked outward with them.”
::Krown looks shocked he didn’t get the pin and gets to his feet, arguing with the referee.::
Lula Davidson: "Even Krown is surprised he didn’t get him.”
::The UWA Tag Team Champion turns back to Hunter, pulling him up off the mat, but Cole pushes him off and connects with a standing dropkick.::
Lula Davidson: "And Cole Hunter connects with a dropkick, taking Gabriel Krown down.”
Jason Chase: “You cannot turn your back on Cole Hunter.”
::Krown gets back to his face, only to get taken down again by a hurricaranna. Hunter follows and connects with a bulldog.::
Murphy: “So is Cole in the Five or their boss or a guy who rents them on weekend? Anyone know?”
Jason Chase: “No one knows anything offical, but it appears that way, yes.”
::Hunter follows with a standing moonsault to Krown’s back and rolls him over to go for a pin.::
Lula Davidson: "Cole Hunter connects with a standing moonsault and now a cover.”
One…
Two…
Kickout!
Lula Davidson: "And Gabriel Krown kicks out that one.”
Jason Chase: “He ain’t champion for nothing.”
::Cole looks a bit shocked he didn’t get it there but quickly recovers and attempts to lock a Figure four on. Krown manages to knock him off.::
Lula Davidson: "Cole looking for a submission hold, but Krown will not let him.”
Murphy: “Everyone talks about Cold Hunter as devious, but what did his scheme accomplish other than make people think Sentinel was a stalker? Not like he’s getting the title shot.”
::Both men get to their feet and both men connect with a dropkick, taking each other down.::
Lula Davidson: "Both men connect with a dropkick and both men are down.”
::Both men again get to their feet and go for a lock up but Cole gives Conner a hard kick to the stomach and locks him into a DDT. Conner tries his best to get out of it, but a hard forearm to the back stuns him long enough for Cole to hook both arms and drop conner.::
Lula Davidson: "On the hunt!”
Murphy: “Son of a......”
::Before Garbriel can get up from the booth Cole has hooked the leg.::
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
::Garbeil immediately slides into the ring, but Cole using his ring sense rolls out on the side of the ring with the ramp and immediately begins to back up the ramp way.::
Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner.....COLE HUNTER!”
Lula Davidson: "I think Cole just put him and Artemis in line for Title shots!”
Jason Chase: “I suppose he did!”
::Cole backs up the ramp way but no sooner had he reached the stage then he gets blasted in the back of the head by a hard running forearm from Frazer Freeman!::
Lula Davidson: "Freeman is here! He caught Cole without help!”
Jason Chase: “Oh.....this isn't gonna be pretty......”
::But it wasn't just Freeman. It was Craven and The Silver Baron. It was all of The Sin City Knights. Finally together again. The three of them put the boots to the fallen Cole before Baron pulls Cole back to his feet and whips him across the stage where he slams into the waiting steel of the tron and rebounds directly into the waiting arms of Craven who bends him backwards and then rolls before driving him face first into the steel stage.::
Lula Davidson: "The Broken Promise!”
Jason Chase: “Here comes the Calvary!”
::The Five and Artemis come charging through the curtain and The Knights scatter in all directions. Jumping from the stage to the floor and backing toward the curtain leading to the back as the five and Artemis check on cole who seems to be out.::
Lula Davidson: "It's been months, months Jason but they finally got a measure of revenge!”
Jason Chase: “That's one back. ONE. Sin Inc still leads the way!”
::The camera shifts to the backstage to find that same deliverly guy who had been seen on the last show, but this time he seems to be lost. He is somewhere deep in the bowels of the building and it seems to be getting darker and darker until finally when he rounds a fifth corner there are candles burning all along the hallway.
The goosebumps stand up on the back of his neck as he continues along the path. As he rounds the sixth corner the candles are joined by men and women all standing around in black robes and wearing old Victorian masks.::
Lula Davidson: "Oh come on! From Cole to these freaks!”
Jason Chase: “Have to wonder what this is about now?”
::the delivery man swallows hard and continues on until he comes to a final open door and inside were the rest of the Children. Danika Bayne sat on a velvet chair that appeared to be a throne and had her hand out while a irritated looking Maiko is being forced to do her nails.
Danika looks up from the top of the asian woman's head to the man who walked in. Her eyes dead and lifeless but with a little twinkle of mischeif.::
Danika: “.....Do you know how dangerous it is for you to be here?”
Delivery man: “.....Um....Yes ma'am.”
Danika: “......what do you want?”
Delivery man: “I....have a delivery for a D. Bay.”
::At the name D. Bay a shadow flashes over the face of the Harbinger and her hand shoots out and snatches the package from his hand as her eyes flash with hate.::
Danika: “GET HIM OUT OF HERE NOW!”
::The Children all at one bum rush into the room and drag the man out of the room as Danika turns the small package over in her hand. After opening it a single sheet of paper falls out into her waiting palm.::
Danika: “.....Two can play this game. 19321 Canary Ave.”
::Danika's eyes narrow suddenly with suspicion and her teeth bare.::
Danika: “He's not that stupid.”
Lula Davidson: "What the hell was that about?”
Jason Chase: “.....i have no idea.”
::the camera shifts back to the ringside area but before the next match can be announce the entire arena is filled with darkness and Five Finger Death Punches “Jekyll and Hyde” up on the Tron however, as the crowd rocked out to the newest in rock music, a image of a brightly burning star lights up the tron.::
Lula Davidson: "A message from the Morning Star!”
Jason Chase: “And the freak circle is complete.”
::Up on the scree comes the image of Silver Baron standing happily with the girls and Freeman, smiling and happy. Sitting next to that image was a image of Baron clearly losing his mind and gripping the mask of Oblivion.::
“Silver Baron. The time approaches.”
::The words were played on the Tron over the images. As the words “I just wanna be Jekyll but I'm always fighting Hyde!” played over the Pa System the Tron flashes blank and then the words came out to cover the entire Tron, massive and dripping blood.::
“MAKE. YOUR. CHOICE!”
::Then as quickly as it came the music stopped and the tron flashes to darkness and the lights snapped back on and everything was normal.::
Lula Davidson: "He wants Silver Baron to make a choice. Oblivion or himself. Which one is strong enough to stop The Morning Star?”
Jason Chase: “And the chocie has to be made soon, or I think Michael will make it for him.”
Jamie Hensley: “The following contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 240 pounds and hailing from Atlanta, Georgia, he is one half of the UWA World Tag Team Champions, Sang Réal, this is CONNOR MURPHY!!!”
::The arena lights go out. “Requiem” by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra & Metallica begin to play. Golden sparks rain from the ceiling, illuminating Connor Murphy, who is standing and looking up with his arms raised in the air with Gabriel Krown, behind him. The lights come back on. The two men walk to the ring, ignoring the jeers and boos from the crowd. Murphy climbs the stairs and walks along the apron before stepping into the ring where he strikes the same pose as he did at the entrance. Krown walks along the outside of the ring as Murphy climbs the turnbuckle and poses. He climbs down and goes to his corner, taking his robe off.::
Lula Davidson: "And we’re being joined by Mister Murphy’s partner, Gabriel Krown.”
Jason Chase: “Are you sure he’s joining us and not...”
Gabriel Krown: “Yeah, yeah, ok, now allow me to do your job better than you ever could! I dare say that is Checkmate!”
Jason Chase: “Does this mean we have to leave now?”
Lula Davidson: "No, it just means…”
Gabriel Krown: “It means you get to be outshined if you stay here in Sang Réal’s light!”
Jamie Hensley: “His opponent, making her return to UWA from injury, she weighs in at 160 pounds and hailing from New Orleans, Louisiana, representing Arsenal… she is the former UWA World Heavyweight Champion… this is JESZIKA GAUTIER!!!”
::Guitars start playing as "Define me" By Icon for Hire starts playing over the speakers as Jeszika walks out onto the ramp wearing a black leather studded corset encrusted with diamond over top of a black tank top and a short pleated tartan skirt.::
"I'm coming out
So call your friends and gather round
It's time to judge and pin me down
I'm in the box you put me in
It's dark and I can't see a thing
No air I need to BREATH
I'm climbing out
Oh my god, Alert the town!
A freak, a monster's on the prowl!
Shut it up and TEAR IT DOWN
Grab your torch and pitchfork now"
::She forms a gun with her fingers and points it at the crowd before bringing it it up to her mouth and blowing it, then begins strutting down to the ring. She climbs into the ring over the middle rope, pausing on her way through to shake her ass seductively for the males in the crowd.::
"Define Me Define me
Somebody Find Me
And tell me what I am!
Y'know you love it!”
::Once in the middle of the ring she stops and opens the front of her corset, one side then the other, like doors, then opens both and drops the corset aside to the catcalls of the men in the crowd. She grins and nods, knowing they don't stand a chance, before she stands and waits for her opponent.::
Lula Davidson: "It’s nice to see Jeszika back in a UWA ring!”
Jason Chase: “If you say so...”
Gabriel Krown: “Well, you know, she’s one of the chosen ones so, of course, even though she wasn’t really strong enough to stand up to Cole Hunter, she’d get a choice return.”
Lula Davidson: "You’re just pissed off that the object of her obsession beat you earlier.”
Jason Chase: “There’s no need to insult our illustrious guest, Lula.”
Gabriel Krown: “We’re still the champions no one wants to face no matter how much I was robbed earlier.”
::The bell sounds and the two competitors lock-up in a collar and elbow tie-up and Connor quickly moves in for a short-arm clothesline. Jeszika staggers back, almost falling over but managing to catch herself. Connor goes for a big boot but Jeszika goes down to one knee and Connor’s foot goes right over her head and she rolls into a schoolboy roll-up.::
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KICKOUT!!!
::Connor rolls over and kicks Jeszika in the head as he goes. Jeszika stumbles forward and falls across the bottom rope and Connor pounces on her, choking her down across the rope. The referee starts to count him down to disqualification.::
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::Connor releases his grip and steps back, hands in the air as the referee admonishes him. He smirks knowingly, arrogantly, as Jeszika coughs across the rope. Connor turns and runs to the far ropes, rebounding off and rushing back at her. Just as Jeszika starts to sit up, Connor comes through with a big boot to the back of the head. Jeszika falls across the ropes, nearly falling out of the ring. Connor pulls her back in and flops her onto the mat for the cover.::
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SHOULDER UP!!!
::Taking a reverse chinlock, Connor sits her up and leans over to make her carry his weight as the crowd boos. He smirks, pulling the hold tighter and seemingly enjoying Jeszika’s grunts of discomfort.::
Gabriel Krown: “See, he’s just showing what everyone should already know!”
Lula Davidson: "That when given the opportunity, you’ll cheat?”
Jason Chase: “He’s a champion showing another champion her place.”
Gabriel Krown: “She’s not on her knees…”
Jason Chase: “My mistake!”
Lula Davidson: "She’s been the UWA World Champion!”
Gabriel Krown: “Now she can be the champion of something else because she sure isn’t taking ours.”
::Connor pulls her arm back and looks for a hammerlock. Jeszika tries to stand up and block the move but Connor quickly changes over into a backslide.::
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!!
::The two competitors start up and Connor hits her with a European uppercut. Jeszika staggers back into the ropes and bounces off. Connor catches her coming off and throws her up, hitting a European uppercut out of midair. Jeszika hits hard and Connor goes for the cover.::
1…
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KICKOUT!!!
::Connor sits up looking mildly surprised while the crowd cheers for Jeszika staying alive. Connor pulls her up and hits a Dropkick: Murphy Style. As she starts to get up, Connor pops right back up and slaps her on the ass. The crowd gasps and Connor steps back, grabbing his wrist. Jeszika gets to her feet and Connor leaps into the Wolf Fang Fist, howling like a wolf as he does so. Jeszika ducks it and Connor flies into the ropes. As he staggers off of them, Jeszika hits a step-up enziguri that sends him back against the ropes again. Connor bounces off and Jeszika catches him for a hurricanrana, holding it for a cover.::
1…
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KICKOUT!!!
::Jeszika hooks him up for a cutthroat hammerlock and starts to roll over. Connor grabs the bottom rope with his foot and the referee starts to count Jeszika to the disqualification.::
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::Jeszika releases her grip and tries to take the Femme-Grip. Connor manages to roll to the ropes before she can sink it in and Jeszika releases, rolling even further so that she ends up going under the ropes to the outside. Connor moves away and staggers to his feet. Jeszika stands up, grabs the top rope and slingshots herself into a flying crossbody attempt. Connor turns and nails her out of midair with a European uppercut. Jeszika crashes to the mat and Connor falls back into the ropes away from her, smirking and nodding to the booing fans. He points at her head and then stands up, pointing at her as if to say, “Look at your heroine and look at what I’ve done to her.” Connor walks over to her, taking a good look at woman lying before him, seemingly undressing her with his eyes as he goes.::
Lula Davidson: "Does he have to do that?”
Gabriel Krown: “Well, no, but when the opportunity presents itself…”
Jason Chase: “Gotta look under the hood before you take a test drive.”
Gabriel Krown: “Exactly, why not have a look at the goods before you rent them out for a bit?”
Lula Davidson: "You two are disgusting!”
Gabriel Krown: “No, you know what’s disgusting is when you think you’ve got a ten and you get her in the light and find out she’s really a two.”
Jason Chase: “Damn, that IS disgusting.”
Gabriel Krown: “Right? Thank God that never happens to us.”
::Connor smirks then nods to the crowd before falling to his knees and covering the fallen Jeszika. He leans so it’s one arm and then holds his other aloft to count along with the referee.::
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JESZIKA REVERSES INTO A CRUCIFIX PIN!!!
1…
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KICKOUT!!!
::Connor jumps to his feet, looking shocked and angry. He sets and fires off for the Wolf Fang Fist. Jeszika gets to her feet and steps back as Connor comes through. He connects on the shot, knocking her back into the ropes. As she comes off, he kicks her in the midsection and hooks her head. He nods to the crowd and slowly sets for the Murphy’s Law brainbuster. He elevates her and holds her up as the crowd watches, hoping above hope. Jeszika reaches down and rakes his eyes. Connor loses his grip and Jeszika tries to jump through for a sunset flip. Connor catches her feet as she tries to go down and reverses into an Alabama slamma. He drops down and covers as the crowd boos vociferously.::
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SHOULDER UP!!!
::Connor pulls her up and then slaps her across the face. Jeszika falls to her knees from the impact and Connor smirks cruelly at her. He goes to pull her up for Murphy’s Law and jeszika pulls him down into an inside cradle.::
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KICKOUT!!!
::The two competitors get up and Jeszika moves in behind him, looking for the Femme-Grip. Connor goes to the ropes and Jeszika changes it, taking him back into an O’Connor Roll.::
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KICKOUT!!!
::Connor pops up and goes for the Wolf Fang Fist. Jeszika jumps over him, hooking her legs under his arms and then trying to flip over into the Fatale-ity. Connor leans back so that she has to put her hands down as if she’s in a reverse wheelbarrow. Connor steps back and sits down on a Boston crab. Jeszika reaches back and punches him on the ass. Connor grins and starts to readjust his hold. Jeszika rolls him over into a victory roll.::
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KICKOUT!!!
::As they rise up, Connor drills her with a big lariat. Jeszika goes down hard and Connor covers.::
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SHOULDER UP!!!
::Connor pounds on the mat in frustration and pulls her to her feet. He nails her with a European uppercut and then moves in behind her to catch her for a backbreaker in one fluid motion. He grabs her in a dragon sleeper position and stands up. He picks her up and looks for an inverted Murphy’s Law. Jeszika drills in between the eyes with her knee and then slides over into the Fatale-ity.::
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3!!!
Lula Davidson: "Jeszika scores!”
Jason Chase: “She got lucky!”
Gabriel Krown: “You’re damn right she did! We’re still the champions and she’s not and she’s not gonna be any time soon!”
Lula Davidson: "She just beat a champion!”
Gabriel Krown: “She got lucky, didn’t you hear me?”
Jason Chase: “Don’t worry about her, she never listens anyway.”
::Jeszika staggers to her feet and has her hand raised by the referee.::
Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner, JESZIKA GAUTIER!!!”
::Backstage, Ashley Kenyon walks with purpose towards the dressing room she least wanted to go near at present, the one currently housing the rest of Arsenal. As she walks up towards the door, she can hear the voices wafting out of the room, the voices of her older sister, Bethany Kenyon and Bethany’s boyfriend, Jeszika’s ex-husband, Brody Montgomery. Ashley pauses for a second, waiting for a third voice to join the chorus and frowns when it doesn’t appear to be coming. Ashley moves into the doorway and takes in the scene, shaking her head in disappointment.::
Ashley Kenyon: “So she’s not in here, shame…”
::Bethany and Brody all turn to face her, each one shocked to see her standing there. Bethany, seeing the combination of emotions in Brody’s eyes, makes sure she’s standing between him and her sister. Bethany sighs, sadly, her voice coming low and slow.::
Bethany Kenyon: “What do you want, Ash?”
::Ashley can’t help but smirk.::
Ashley Kenyon: “Well, I was looking for my manager but it appears she’s not here.”
::Brody glares back at her.::
Brody Montgomery: “You shouldn’t be either!”
::Ashley nods with a snicker.::
Ashley Kenyon: “Of all the people in this room, you’re gonna tell somebody else where they should or shouldn’t be?”
::Brody starts to move but Bethany catches his shirt and he stops for the moment.::
Bethany Kenyon: “What is wrong with you, Ash? I don’t understand why you… I mean, are you high or something?”
::Ashley’s smirk vanishes.::
Ashley Kenyon: “Why does damn near everyone always jump to that conclusion with me? Why does everyone… why is that always first? I’m not the one with a crash pad inside a bar or the one who gets so blindly fucked up he goes to the wrong sister’s hotel room at butt o’clock in the morning!”
::Brody start forward but Bethany pushes him back to slow him down.::
Bethany Kenyon: “Dammit, Ash, what the fuck?!!!?”
::Ashley’s smirk returns.::
Ashley Kenyon: “Oh, watch your language or they might decide you’re not the nice, sweet, good girl everybody thinks you are!”
::Bethany takes a step forward.::
Bethany Kenyon: “And what if I’m not?”
::Ashley shrugs.::
Ashley Kenyon: “Then who are you?”
::She turns and walks out leaving Bethany and Brody all standing there in various states of shock and anger. After she had left Jeszika walks in to see the sadness from Beth and the blank rage from Brody and blinks.::
Jeszika: “What did I miss?”
Brody: “......”
Beth: “.....Later.”
::Jeszika look worried at the two as the camera shifts back to the ringside area.::
Lula Davidson: "And now we come to our final night of the first show of the U.W.A. Furure!”
Jason Chase: “You have seen three great matches here tonight. You saw Danika Bayne fearlessly take on Beth Kenyon, and the two boys that make up our Tag Team champions split into singles action and now, we find out who has been drawn for our final match of the night.”
Jamie Hensley: “This match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first.....
Lula Davidson: "Here we go!”
Jason Chase: “I know! I am so excited!”
Jamie Hensley: “Wrestling out of Hollywood, California by way of Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Weighing in at Two hundred and Fifteen pounds. He is......BOB BROOKS!
::“Can't Stop” begins to play, and shortly after 'Photographer' Bob Brooks walks out from backstage. He's carrying a large tri pod with a camera perched on top over his shoulder, similar to how some baseball players might carry their baseball bat. Bob walks towards the ring, his eyes looking up at the lights above, then around the ring, making himself familiar with the setting, and of course the Television Title around his waist.
He makes it to the ring, but instead of stepping inside he walks around it, looking for the perfect spot. Finally he finds a spot he finds ideal, and sets his tri pod down. Now Bob takes his time fiddling with the camera itself, making sure it's pointed towards the ring at an angle that won't miss any of the action, he isn't about to rely on anyone else to capture the action for him. Once Bob has convinced himself he's got the perfect set up, he slides into the ring.::
Lula Davidson: "Mr. Mayhem! The man who holds the highest winning record of the new year.”
Jason Chase: “It's going to take something special for that to not continue here tonight. This man has made a believer out of the world.
Jamie Hensley: “And his opponent.....hailing from Salem, Oregan by way of Pine Ridge, Florida.....
Lula Davidson: "No.....”
Jason Chase: “Well, now this just got intresting!”
::The first thing heard, even before the lights of the arena fade was the Cello being played and then the lights of the arena fade to complete darkness.::
“Mayday, Mayday
The ship is slowly sinking.
They think I'm crazy, but they don't know the feeling.
They are all around me circling like Vultures.
They want to break me and wash away my colors.”
::A spotlight hits in the ground to show the man known simply as The Morning Star standing in the middle of a group of fans who have no idea he is even there. His head is down and his face is fully painted to look like a demon skull. When the fans realize he is there, they collectively go nuts, some cheering but most booing.::
“i cannot stop this sickness taking over.
It takes control and drags me into nowhere.
I need your help, I can't fight this forever.
I know your watching, I can feel your out there.”
::Michael slowly wades through the mass of fans until he comes to the announce table and leaps up onto the barricade as the two announcers watch on slack jawed. No one has ever seen his true entrance, or even heard his music before.
Michael steps from the barricade to the announce table to stand between the announcers and the ring. For a time Michael simply stands on the announce table with his head down, while Brooks paces in the ring until finally Michael looks up at the sky, as the words play like he is speaking directly to someone.::
“Take me over, the walls below.
Fly forever, don't let me go.
I need a savoir to heal my pain.
Will I become my worst enemy?
The enemy?”
::The lights flash back as Michael stands staring still up at the ceiling.::
Lula Davidson: "Well, that was involved.”
Jason Chase: “You can say that again.”
Jamie Hensley: “Weighing in at Two hundred and Twenty pounds. He is The Morning Star.....MICHAEL RIVERS!”
::Bob wastes no time as he immediately drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring to the floor to stand in front Rivers. With Michael still looking up at the roof Brooks reaches out and grabs a hold of both legs and yanks forward, sending Michael back first into the table.
Brooks pulls Michael off the table and rocks him with a hard right hand, then a second and when Michael is doubled over takes him by the back of the head and drives his face into the table so hard it leaves a paint imprint on the table.::
Lula Davidson: "Seems Michael wasn't ready after all.”
Jason Chase: “I think it's more Bob Brooks didn't want what happened to Sentinel to happen to him!”
::Brooks pulls Michael back and turns whipping him at the ring where Michael slides inside. While Brooks heads to the ring Michael rolls to his feet and sprints at the opposite side of the ring. When Brooks enters the ring. The two meet in the middle of the ring, Brooks throws a hard right hand and Michael slides under it.
Rivers doesn't stop, mid slid he jumps back to his feet and continues on. He hits the ropes and rebounds off coming back to Brooks as he turns. Bob grabs Michael by the sides and launches Rivers into the air to drop pancaked to the mat, but Michael lands on his feet behind Brooks.::
Lula Davidson: "WHOA!”
Jason Chase: “Even Brooks managed to look impressed!”
::Michael and Brooks stare at one another as a smirk spreads across River’s face and Brooks nods. After a moment the two lock up again and Brooks twists around until he has Micheal’s arm twisted and yanks forward driving his shoulder into the joint of the Morning star. Three hard shoulders into the shoulder joint before Bob turns and whips Michael toward the corner sprinting just behind him.
Michael hits the corner first and uses the momentum and his speed to actually pull himself over the top rope until he is standing outside the ring. Brooks seeing the corner is empty stops into a slid and sails under the ropes to the floor. Brooks reaches between the ropes and shoves Micheal’s feet out from under him so he lands on the floor.::
Lula Davidson: "Bob Brooks folks! Showing the world that Rivers isn't the only one with agility and speed.”
Jason Chase: “I think Bob Brooks is telling Michael Rivers that he can counter anything he throws at him.”
::Both men look at one another through the ropes before slowly sliding into the ring. Near the corner the two lock up again, this time Brooks, mid lock up, reaches up and racks the eyes causing Michael to stagger into the corner.
Brooks of course grins at the referee, acting like he'd not done a single thing against the rules. Michael, still rubbing at his eyes turns, grabs Brooks by the shoulders and drives a knee hard into his groin. Brook’s eyes look like they are gonna pop out of his head.::
Lula Davidson: "OH! That had to hurt!”
Jason Chase: “That hurt me from all the way out here!”
::The referee tries to admonish Michael who blames being momentarily blinded for the low blow then pulls Brooks up by the hair into the corner and climbs up while placing Brooks into a DDT position. Rivers pushes off the corner looking for a Tornado DDT but at the last second Brooks shoves sending Michael slamming chest and face first into the mat.::
Lula Davidson: "Neither man has been able to get a good string of moves together. Can Brooks capitalize?”
Jason Chase: “We are gonna find out.”
::Bob stands leaning on the floor, still recovering from getting kneed in the balls, but when Michael gets back to his knees Brooks explodes out of the corner and drops him with a running bulldog that drives Michael face first into the mat.
Once he has him down again Brooks slides into the first cover of the match.::
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Lula Davidson: "Rivers is able to get his shoulder up!”
Jason Chase: “This match continues.”
::Brooks doesn't wait time arguing with the referee. He simply grabs a hold of the long multi colored hair and pulls Michael back to his feet. Once he gets Rivers back to his feet Brooks gauges him and then leaps onto the second rope to springboard and comes back to drive a hard forearm into Rivers that drops him back to the mat.
Brooks climbs back to his feet and begins to circle the Morning Star. When he gets to the bottom half he reaches down and grabs a leg, lifts and then drives River's knee hard into the mat. Brooks drives that knee into the mat four more times before stopping and stomping down on the ankle.::
Lula Davidson: "Smart move, keep Rivers grounded. As long as you keep him grounded, you control the match. Smart.”
Jason Chase: “He just gets better and better with each match!”
::After working over the ankle and the knee Bob locks in a single leg crab, leans back and torques the leg as far as it will go. Micheal’s face showed the agony he was in, but when the referee askes him if he wants to quit he screams “NO!”
Little by little Michael claws and crawls until he reaches the bottom rope but Bob refuses to break the hold. He just torques back that much harder. The referee waves his hand once for the count and then second, a third time but Brooks just torques.::
Lula Davidson: "Brooks needs to be careful before he gets counted out here.”
Jason Chase: “i don't think he wants to lose, even by disqualification.”
::Finally just before the five count, he breaks the hold and shoves the leg down to the mat. Bob stands for a moment catching his breath as Michael begins to get back to his feet. When Michael is back to his feet, Brooks leaps onto the second rope, trying for that springboard again, but this time Michael charges under it and leaps onto the ropes himself.
As Brooks hits the mat and begins to turn Michael is airborne and slams his foot into the side of Bob's head. Michael lands and staggers a bit away as Brooks lays flat on his stomach a glazed look in his eyes.::
Lula Davidson: "Nice counter by the Morning Star.”
Jason Chase: “And here we go!”
::Rivers shakes the tension from his leg and then sprints at the ropes, leaps to the second rope and uses it as a springboard to backflip and splash down on the downed Brooks's back, causing Bob to arch his back in pain. Michael rolls Bob to his back and hooks the leg.::
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Lula Davidson: "Long two count for Rivers.”
Jason Chase: “So close and yet so very far!”
::Michael pulls Bob up by the hair and whips him into the corner. With Bob in the corner Michael takes off after him but at the last second Bob sprints out of the corner leaving Michael to slam into the turnbuckles. When Michael hits the turnbuckle Bob is across the ring hitting the ropes then comes back and slams a hard clothesline into Micheal’s back that sends him out of the corner and to his back on the mat.
With Michael down on the mat Bob climbs the turnbuckle and even though they hate him, the fans faintly cheer at the realization that the P.S.D. is coming. When Michael climbs back to his feet Bob launches himself off the top rope.::
Lula Davidson: "Bob going for the P.S.D.!”
Jason Chase: “This is it......NO! He got out of the way! Crash and burn!”
::Bob crashes and burns on the mat and Michael sprints to the ropes, rebounding off them and coming back to the seated Brooks driving his knee into his face.::
Lula Davidson: "HELLFIRE! Oh my god!.”
Jason Chase: “That came out of nowhere”
::Michael drops into the cover.::
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Lula Davidson: "He did it!”
Jason Chase: “Well done Michael Rivers!”
Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner....The Morning Star....MICHAEL RIVERS!
::Before Michael can really celebrate his victory the crowd explodes and The Sin City Knights jump the barricade and surrounded the ring. One on three of the four sides. Freeman says nothing and neither does Craven but Baron is staring a whole into the Morning Star.::
Lula Davidson: "On, this isn't good for The Morning Star.”
Jason Chase: “The Knights are finally back together and cleaning house. That's not good.....”
Baron: “CHOICE MADE!”
::Together the three of them storm the ring and jump on Rivers like a pack of hyenas. Each raining down blows one after another. Craven and Freeman pull Michael back to his feet as Baron rolls Brooks out to the floor and then turns and sprints at Michael being held by Freeman and Craven. When Baron reaches the three of them he leaps into the air and hits a double legged dropkick into the helpless Rivers.
Baron looks down at the Morning Star and then reaches out and slaps the chest of Freeman who grins as if to say “Really” and Baron nods. Freeman then pulls Michael up to his feet and lifts him up for a power bomb. The size between Michael and Freeman is is clear as Freeman runs at the ropes and launches Michael over the top rope where he sails to the announce table and finishes the tossing power bomb through the table.::
Lula Davidson: "They may have killed him! We need medical out here for Rivers!”
Jason Chase: “He's not moving at all.....”
::In the ring as Medical personal rush out to check on The Morning Star Craven, Frazier Freeman and The Silver Baron stand in the ring and lift their fists into the air. Standing fists together in the air, like the knights of old saluting with their swords before and after a battle.
The U.W.A. Logo flashes in the corner of the three on the Sin City Knights standing tall alone in the ring.::