Post by UWAStaff on Feb 9, 2014 16:41:37 GMT -6
::After the events of the week before, there had been a small line outside the Moby Arena in Fort Collins, Colorado. A short video showed the short line of fans as they bought their tickets before going inside to the two announcers. There were considerably more people in the Arena this time, but still far from sold out. Some of the signs in the crowd read “Nick Daniels=Our World Champion” and “K.I.S.S. Me!” And “Breakaway Aerynn!”
The chords of “Born to Rise” hits the speakers and the fans all cheer in unison ready for the second show of UWA to begin. The two announcers smiled as the camera turned to them. Jason in a nice black suit and Lula in a purple spaghetti strap top.::
LD: “Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Monday Night Mayhem coming to you from Moby Arena in beautiful Fort Collins, Colorado!”
JC:“And what a night we have for you tonight! We have the other three qualifiers for the World Title four way match at Tragic Engagement! Aerynn Donnelly taking on Jeszika Gautier, Pauly O'Conner taking on Fabian Korentice and in our main event Broderick Montgomery III takes on The Silent Destroyer, Sentinel.”
LD: “Don't forget to mention that our main event is a no disqualification match.”
JC:“Set unfairly by our owner and dictator Oliver Georgio!”
LD: “.....and to change the subject. We have K.I.S.S. In action against Sang Real. New comer Antranig takes on fellow New comer Matt Lennox.”
JC:“and of course, my boy, The Burning City Saint Nick Daniel's, who is my pick to win the World Title, takes on new comer Donzing.”
LD: “Makes you wonder who Donzing pissed off. To face this Burning City Saint in your first match. Ouch.”
JC:“He may surprise you.”
LD: “Somehow, I doubt it.”
::Last Man Standing by People in planes hits on the PA System.::
LD: “Speak of the devil!”
JC:“We are about to be joined by the first qualifier for the World Title Four Way. Nick Daniel's, The Burning City Saint!”
::Nick Daniels comes out from behind the curtain to a ovation from the crowd but a mix reaction from them also. Not far behind him we can see Amber Valentine comes out from behind the curtain, the male in the crowd now whistling her as she follow her man to the ring. Nick and Amber enter the ring, as Nick was waiting in the middle of the ring Amber walk's over to the other side of the ring to get a microphone from the crew at ringside. She walks back to Daniels who was waiting in the middle of the ring looking at the crowd and listening to the reaction he was getting . Almost basking in it.::
Nick Daniels : “Two weeks ago i walked to this ring and did exactly what i said i was gonna do. I destroyed Tommy Zeller and in the process i also managed to claim a spot in the Fatal-4-Way for the World Heavyweight Championship, a belt that i also said i was gonna win. And as you can see people, i am a man of my word. That World title will be coming right with me to Centralia, and that people is a fact.”
LD: “Say what you want about how creepy this man is, he did stay true to his word.”
JC:“Shut up Lula, I want to hear what he has to say!”
Nick Daniels: “As some of you know, i don't have internet where i live. But i was backstage here and I heard the buzz throughout the arena. Both from the other men and women in the back and from the fans. It doesn't matter how good my performance was two weeks ago, because half you people said Aerynn was the star of the show. Aerynn stole the show, she stole the show, she stole the show. Unless i am mistaken It was ME who was in the Main Event. It was ME who won the main event last week. It was ME, the only person qualified so far for the fatal-4-way world title match.”
JC:“He is right. Every single thing he said is right! He did win the Main Event and he is the only one to qualify at this time.”
LD: “But to come out here and whine about Aerynn getting her due? That woman faced a monster twice her size and came out with a victory!”
JC:“It isn't whining! He deserves some respect!”
Nick Daniels: “Do I hear any of that? NO! It was Aerynn the star of the show for you people. Well mark my word , it doesn't matter what kind of match Pauly and Fabian have tonight, doesn't matter what kind of performance Aerynn and Jeszika have in their match and it sure as hell doesn't matter what kind of show Brody and Sentinel put on tonight, because MARK MY WORD, before the night is over there will be no doubt about who the damn star of this show is.”
LD: “Strong words. I wonder if he can back them up?”
JC:“Do you truly doubt him?”
::Daniels hands over the Microphone to Amber.::
Amber Valentine : “Recognition is why we are here, recognition where we are from, and at the very first opportunity of recognition we get most of you people decide to ignore Nick's performance and drool all over Aerynn's performance. Well you better stop drooling now, because you are gonna need all that saliva to spit out sorry excuse's when my man win the World Heavyweight Championship and bring it to Centralia. You don't want to hand us the recognition we deserve, we will simply force you to give it to us. You people started a fire .. you are never gonna be able to put out.”
::Last Man Standing hits again the arena, Amber dropped the Mic and walked over to Nick, for a good 15 seconds they kissed in the middle of the ring before turning around and leaving the ring to again a loud mixed reaction from the crowd.::
LD: “Well you have to admit, if anyone knows about a fire that cannot be put out, it would be these two.”
JC:“Leaves you wondering how he will leave his mark tonight?”
LD: “I don't have a good feeling about this.”
JC:“Well, nothing we can do about it. Let's get to our first match!”
Jamie Hensley: “Your opening match is scheduled for one fall.”
::The lights go dark in the arena and the fans buzz, equal parts excited and confused. The Tron shows us a shady forest path in the middle of the day, and the sound of footsteps beats rhythmically as the camera walks along. Finally, the camera finds a clearing in the trees. The camera steps through. The image dissolves into brilliant sunlight as we hear the mournful voice of Peter Gabriel yelling into the arena.::
"MY BODY IS A CAGE!"
::The grinding strings of "My Body is a Cage" echo through the building. Antranig walks out onto the ramp, head bowed and eyes closed. He stops at the top of the stage and drops to his knees as the song slows. He touches the metal of the ramp and winces a bit at the feeling of cold steel, before opening his eyes and glaring down at the ring furiously. He walks down the aisle, rolling his neck back and forth lazily. When he reaches the ring he pauses before reaching out and touching the ropes. Then he climbs up onto the apron and slips through the ropes. He walks backward around the ring, staring up into the air and muttering words the camera can't make out as he awaits the bell.::
Jamie Hensley: “Introducing first, standing at six foot, five inches tall and weighing in at two hundred and nintey pounds. Here is Antranig!!!!!”
LD: “This guy is a monster Jason. He is just a brickhouse.”
JC:“He supposed to scare me? Nick Daniels and Sentinel Already did that. Not much more this guy can do in the scaring department.”
::The lights dim down and 2nd Sucks begins to play and when the word Fight is blared in the song the lights flash on with a little pyro. Matt and his manager Lamar Johnson make their ways to the ring. Lamar is on his cell phone talking to another potential client. Both men pay no attention to the fans and make get into the ring and wait for the start of the match.::
Jamie Hensley: “Introducing next, standing at six foot, three inches tall, tipping the scales at two hundred and thirty pounds…..The Incredible One…..Matt Lennox!!!!!”
LD: “This guy comes off as a bit of douche. Starting a group called the Incredible People. Come on. How is one that cocky?”
JC:“I already like this guy. Maybe I’ll go join the Incredible People. I mean, look. I am damn Incredible."
::The bell sounds and the two men circle the ring for a few moments. After a few seconds the two men meet in the center of the ring and lock up. They push back and forth for a minute before Antranig just throws Lennox across the ring with no problem.::
LD: “Antranig showing his sheer power and size advantage of Lennox right there.”
JC:“He got lucky. Matt will charge right back into battle."
::That he does but as he charges back at Antranig he is meet by a boot to the mouth. Lennox hits the mat lick a rock. Antranig bounces off the ropes and goes for a knee drop but Matt rolls out of the way at the right time. He jumps to his feet and begins to throw fast punches at Antranig, who is still down on his knees. With Antranig now a bit Dazed, Matt bounces off the ropes and goes for a knee drop of his own. Out of nowhere Antranig catches Matt. He gets to his feet and circles the ring showing off his strength.::
LD: “Jeez, This guy is walking around with two hundred and thirty pounds in his arms like it is nothing.”
::Antranig lets out a bit of a war cry as he throws Matt over his shoulders with ease. Matt hits the floor again and this time Antranig waste no time. He picks Matt back up and attempts to throw him over his shoulder to the ground again, but this time Matt manages to land on his feet. He sends a quick dropkick to the back of Antranig’s knee causing him to drop down. Matt then bounces off the ropes and lands a quick running bulldog.::
JC:“Isn’t that just Incredible?”
LD: “Really? Up this guys ass already?”
::Matt waits for Antranig to get to his feet as he creeps up behind him. He then grabs Antranig by the waist and attempt a german suplex. It does not work as Antranig stands his ground, putting all his weight down. A few failed attempts and Antranig laughs. He then reaches over his shoulder and grabs Matt by the neck. He just whips him over and to the mat below. He drops down behind Matt and wrenches back as he digs his knee into Matt’s back.::
LD: “Antranig again showing his power advantage over Matt here. Lennox is going to find a way to out smart him. He can not stand toe to toe with this man.”
JC:“Matt is a smart guy and its still early in the match. He will figure something out.”
LD: “That’s if he has enough time. He keeps going like this, he might be on his back for the three count before he knows it.”
::After a few seconds of keeping the hold Antranig releases the hold and lifts Matt to his feet. He holds Matt by one arm and hits him with a short arm clothesline. He then lifts Matt back up and whips him off the ropes. As he goes for another clothesline Matt ducks underneath and launches himself off the ropes and lands a huge moonsault. He jumps to his feet and holds his arms out like he just took down the beast for good.::
LD: “Acting like he slayed a beast. Don’t celebrate too early there Matt. It can come back to bite you in the ass.”
::Matt drops down and goes for the first cover of the match::
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KICKOUT!
::Antranig easily kicks out and throws Matt off of him a couple feet back. Matt is quick to his feet and Antranig just sits up. Matt takes advantage of the small window and sends a hard dropkick to Antranig’s face. He once again drops down and goes for the cover.::
JC:“Come on Matt, put this man down already! Stop playing games!”
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KICKOUT!
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KICKOUT!
::Antranig kicks out yet again as Matt looks at the ref in confusion. He stands up and begins to argue with the ref not paying attention to his opponent. Antranig gets up and rushes Matt. He taps him on the shoulder and as Matt turns around, Antranig kicks him in the gut and slams Matt back to the ground with a vicious power bomb. Antranig drops and goes for the cover this time.::
LD: “Told you Matt was getting cocky too quick. This could be over for him real soon Jason.”
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KICKOUT!
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KICKOUT!
::Matt manages to get his shoulder up, but Antranig grabs him by the head and just slams it into the mat. He hooks Matt’s leg and goes for the quick cover yet again.::
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KICKOUT!
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KICKOUT!
::Matt kicks out again and manages to wiggle away and roll away from Antranig. He jumps to his feet as does Antranig and they bum rush each other. Matt ducks underneath a haymaker and sends a hard hook to his opponent’s face causing him to take a few steps back.::
JC:“See! Matt got some power behind his arms as well.”
::Matt goes for another punch and succeeds. He goes for a third but his hand is caught by Antranig and catches an eye rake.::
JC:“That’s blatent cheating ref! Call for the bell.”
LD: “Stop your whining already!”
::He then sends another hard kick to Matt’s gut and drops down to his knees and screams out::
“She calls to YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!”
::He then locks in his signature move. He grasps Matt by the throat and squeezes.::
LD: “He calls this move The Rot. It’s like a Tongan Death Grip. Can be very dangerous spot for Lennox right now.”
JC:“Come on buddy. Break this grip!”
::After fighting for a few moments, Matt manages to send a few hard punches to the gut of Antranig. A few more and Antranig is forced to break the hold. Matt ducks under an attempt and locking in The Rot again and manages to get Antranig on his shoulders and slam him down with an F-5 and go for the cover.::
JC:“He calls that the Incredible slam, and you have to admit it was quite an Incredible feat to be able to pull three hundred pounds up and slam him down!”
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LD: “I do have to agree with you for once. Sadly.
THREE!!!
Jamie Hensley: “Your winner via pinfall……”The Incredible One.” Matt Lennox!!”
JC:“Told you Lula! Matt is going to wreck havoc on this place! Watch! Just watch!”
::The camera shifts from the announcers and Matt Lennox celebrating to Pauly who is seen backstage double checking the tape on his hands and wrists and slowly makes his way through the halls of the arena. As he rounds the one corner one of UWA’s interviewers runs into him. He looks at her and sticks out his hand to shake.::
Pauly : “Nice ta meet ye. Name’s Pauly.”
::Stephanie shakes his hand and responds.::
Stephanie : “Yeah, I know who you are. Stephanie Miller, I was sent to find you.”
Pauly : “And what was it ye were sent ta do Ms. Miller?”
::Pauly leans against the wall as he awaits Stephanie’s questions.::
Stephanie : “Stuff I don’t really feel like doing. Like ask you about your match with Fabian later tonight. How you feel about the clause the first eight of you who signed to UWA got the qualifier matches for a chance at becoming UWA’s first World Champion. Stuff like that.”
::Pauly lets out a little chuckle as Stephanie shoots him a look.::
Pauly : “Well I’ll keep it short fer ye. Cuz I see you don’t want ta be here. My qualifying match tonight with Fabian? The man has a past with this sport. Tryna get back ta the glory land where he once resided. Got stopped quickly by me lad Aerynn. So what makes ye think I can’t do tha same? The man is a beast but, I can handle meself just fine.”
Stephanie : “Well you lost your wrestling debut, so it doesn’t seem like you can handle things.”
Stephanie : “Just needed to get a feel fer this wrestling gig. And fo'er one, if Aerynn can figure this stuff out, I am sure this lad can too.”
::Pauly points a finger at his chest.::
Stephanie : “And if you manage to win, you get a shot at becoming UWA’s first World Heavyweight Champion. Your thoughts on making history?”
::Pauly folds his arms over as he lets out a little smirk.::
Pauly : “I mean, isn’t that what all of us qualifiers are aiming ta do? Make history. Be the name forever etched in tha history books here in UWA. FIRST EVER WORLD CHAMPION! And ta do it from my spot? I win this match and go on in my third ever wrestling match and walk away as WORLD CHAMPION? How amazing would that be?”
Stephanie : “Pretty amazing I guess.”
Pauly : “Damn right. It’s time I explode out in that ring on anyone who gets in me way. Time ta get my ass in line and be the one forever remembered as a legend in these parts. Time to make things go boom. Just tha way I like.”
Stephanie : “Well thanks for your time Pauly. Now please let me go, i got better things to do.”
::Pauly nods.::
Pauly : “Aye, be on yer merry little way Ms. Miller.”
::Pauly walks away and heads towards the entrance ramp to prepare for his match. The camera followed around the opposite corner and found Pauly's friend and ally Aerynn Donnelly talking with the brown haired Maria Zalis. The two women stood next to the coffee and sandwich tables in the center of a hallway with staff milling all about.::
Aerynn: Aerynn: “I'm no' takin' any o' it overly personal. They dinna back off when I told them tae, so something had tae be done.”
Maria : “Did you have to kick her in the face?”
Aerynn: “It got her attention didn't it?”
::Before either of them could say another word a shadow fell over the two women. Maria turned first and found herself staring into the chest of the monster Fabian Korentice. Aerynn looked up and rubbed her hand over her neck. Just seeing him made her ache.::
Aerynn: “Hey Fabian....”
Fabian : “I wanted to tell you. You had a hell of a match last week. You took a hell of a lot of punishment and still managed to get the win.”
LD: “Fabian showing some respect to his opponent from last week. That's almost heart warming.”
JC:“No mention of how lucky she got last week.”
Aerynn: “Thanks Fabian. An' I have to tell ye.. Ye hit like a freakin' Mack truck."
::Fabian offered a smile and then Aerynn turned back to Maria to continue their conversation. The widening of Maria's eyes was the only warning. Aerynn turned in time to catch a big boot to the side of the face. Aerynn hit the ground and Fabian reached down and pulled her up by the shirt.::
Fabian : “Oh, what a warrior Aerynn is. She beat the great Fabian Korentice. She was the star. Well Star, Let's show the world how lucky you are.”
::Fabian tossed her into the air like a rag doll, caught her around the head as she fell and fell into a cutter that slammed Aerynn through the table. Spilling sandwiches all over the floor. Fabian crouched down over her and adjusted her hair to expose her face.::
JC:“DUMPSTER BASH!”
LD: “DUMPSTER BASH! Through the table!”
Fabian : “Not so lucky now.....are we? Now if you'll excuse me, I need to show your partner the same.”
LD: “Oh god, what a brutal attack by Fabian! What did Aerynn do to deserve this?”
JC:“I think Fabian just wanted to show her that she got lucky, and I won't happen again.”
Jamie Hensley: “Introducing first, Fabian KORENTICE!”
::The arena lights dim as the stage fills up with smoke from the machines placed on the left and right on the stage.. "Natural Born Killaz" by Dr. Dre hits the airwaves as Fabian Korentice makes his way through the curtains pausing for a moment. Fabian twist his head looking out into the audience then scratches his beard. Moments later, Fabian walks down the aisle that leads too the ring. At ringside, Fabian walks around the ring and then reaches over too a fan and takes his hotdog. The fan yells some obscene words toward Fabian, but Fabian keeps walking. Then Fabian takes another fans beverage then climbs onto the apron. The fans chant.. "You Smell" and "Homeless Asshole" but Fabian shrugs off the chats then climbs over the top rope into the ring. The lights fade to normal as his music fades too.::
LD: “I don't understand why this man doesn't connect with the fans better...”
JC:“Maybe they have functioning senses of smell?”
Jamie Hensley: “And his opponent from Belfast, Ireland, weighting in at 205 pounds. The Irish Firecracker, Pauly....O'CONNER!”
"And Shepherds we shall be For thee, my Lord, for thee. Power hath descended forth from Thy hand Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands. So we shall flow a river forth to Thee And teeming with souls shall it ever be. In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti."
::As the prayer ends, green, orange, and white pyros go off and Pauly comes bursting from be hind the curtains and onto the ramp. He high fives a few people in the crowd. He even takes a moment to take a fans phone and take a picture with them.::
"You're the fighter you've got the fire
The spirit of a warrior, the champion's heart
You fight for your life because the fighter never quits
You make the most of the hand you're dealt
Because the quitter never wins
No!"
The spirit of a warrior, the champion's heart
You fight for your life because the fighter never quits
You make the most of the hand you're dealt
Because the quitter never wins
No!"
::Pauly slides in the ring and jumps to his feet. He then throws his arms in the air as more pyros go off. The music fades as Pauly makes his way to his corner for the start of the match. ::
JC:“Second show in a row for Pauly going against a giant of as man!”
LD: “Let's see if that experience works for him!”
::The bell sounds and Fabian clocks Pauly right in the mouth with a stiff right cross. Paul staggers back towards the corner and Fabian runs him over with a big clothesline. Pauly crashes into the corner and Fabian follows with a big clothesline. Paul falls to the mat and Fabian drops an elbow to the back of the Irish Firecracker's head. Fabian mounts Paul and starts wailing on him with punches as Paul tries to cover up. Fabian gets to his feet and drills him with a knee drop before covering.::
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KICKOUT!!!
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KICKOUT!!!
::Fabian drags Pauly back to his feet and shoots him off to the ropes. Pauly rebounds off and Fabian catches him for a sidewalk slam and cover.::
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SHOULDER UP!!!
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SHOULDER UP!!!
::Fabian pounds the mat and goes to pull Pauly up but Paul pulls down into an inside cradle.::
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KICKOUT!!!
JC:“Good God, Pauly almost went airborne on that kickout by Fabian!”
LD: “Well, the man is half the size of his opponent...”
::Both men get to their feet and Fabian takes a swing at Pauly for a clothesline again. Pauly ducks it, runs to the ropes and springboards back for a tornado ddt. Pauly springs back up and runs to the ropes looking for a quebrada. Fabian starts to get up and catches him midair for a snap powerslam and cover. ::
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SHOULDER UP!!!
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SHOULDER UP!!!
::Fabian stands up and angrily pulls Pauly to his feet. Fabian delivers a vicious forearm smash and Pauly falls to the ropes. Fabian rushes at him and looks for a big boot but Paul moves and Fabian crotches himself on the top rope. Paul runs to the corner, jumps up onto the ropes and then springs into a spinning heel kick to the face that knocks Fabian back into the ring. He snaps off a superkick and Fabian goes down like he's been shot.::
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JC:“And again, Fabian damn near throws Paul out of the ring on a kickout!”
LD: “Makes you wonder what will happen next...”
::Suddenly, the crowd erupts as Aerynn Donnelly comes staggering through the curtain, looking like death warmed over with officials and trainers trying to stop her as she drunkenly lurches towards the ring. Fabian smirks at the sight and drops across the middle rope waving at her to come on. Aerynn makes it to ringside before falling to a knee.::
LD: “What is Aerynn doing here?!”
JC:“I think she wants payback on Fabian, but she better stay away. I think he made his point clear!”
Fabian leans through the middle rope to taunt Aerynn as the referee checks on Pauly on the other end of the ring. Aerynn suddenly springs up and hits a bicycle kick that almost spins Fabian around and collapses to the mat. Pauly slides over into the cover as Aerynn begins to limp back up the ramp way with a smirk on her lips.::
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LD: “Now I don't see how anything can top what we just witnessed. Pauly O'Conner just advanced into the World Title match at Tragic Engagement with an assist by his longtime friend Aerynn Donnelly.”
JC:“They cheated and should both be disqualified.”
LD: “We differ there. Aerynn was simply getting even. But now, we have a special treat for you all. We are about to hear from newly signed Kyle Travis! On our first Monday Night Mayhem, the Canadian Legend Kyle Travis made his debut here in UWA."
JC:“I am torn about how he debuted. I mean, I like the guy's style, but he intrupted Nick Daniel's victory!”
LD: "Riiight, anyway, well, for those of you who don't know, last week, Kyle Travis suffered an injury in his last match before coming to UWA."
JC:“Hey, they send one of ours to the hospital, we send one of theirs to the morgue."
LD: "What? Anyway, we have Travis on the phone right now. Mr. Travis? Can you hear me?"
Travis: "Yeah, I can hear you."
LD: "Well first of all, we would like to welcome you to the Unchained Wrestling Alliance."
Travis: "Great to be here."
LD: "Kyle Travis, I wanted to ask you about your injury and any updates you may have."
Travis: "My knee was a little banged up, nothing requiring surgery or anything like that, but I have to keep off it. It will take more then what was thrown at me to keep me down."
JC:“Do you have any idea on when you're going to have your first match here in UWA."
Travis: "If I wasn't banged up, I would be there tonight trying to get myself into the UWA World Heavyweight Championship match at Tragic Engagement. However, as it turns out I am going to make my debut after the pay-per-view. But, I am going to be at Tragic Engagement, because I want to see who I am challenging for the UWA World Heavyweight Championship."
LD: "Thank you Kyle Travis."
JC:“That man is going to be champion."
LD: “He is already arrogant enough.”
::The camera shifted to the backstage to find Broderick Montgomery walking alone through the hallways. Aerynn was finally being seen to by the medical personal. He was dressed for his match with no top and a pair of blue leather wrestling pants with Brody down one left in white and a money symbol on the other in deep green. He was on a mission, he needed to make sure when all the cards fell, they fell in his favor.
Where Brody was heading was a mystery until he comes to a locker room and places a single hand on the door. He didn't even bother to knock, simply let himself in. Behind the door stood Jeszika Gautier. She had just finished pulling wrestling gear over ample backside and was adjusting it. Brody took a second to admire the view with a little smile tugging at the corners of his lips.::
Jeszika : "You guys are going to do great!"
::She of course, thought it was K.I.S.S. was checking in before their match, as she was putting the finishing touches on for her own. When no sound answered her she turned around and her eyes widen. She couldn't help it as her eyes went over him from head to toe, as he had done to her seconds before, but once she got over the shock her face turns into a feral snarl.::
Jeszika : "What do you want Brody?"
LD: "HIT HIM!"
::Broderick lifts his hands in a surrender, or perhaps white flag symbol but Jeszika didn't lower her guard.::
Brody: "I hear through the grapevine you got yourself someone in your cross hairs now. Am i truly so easy to forget?"
LD: "And she doesn't need a weasel like you!"
JC:“Cut the kid a break! Maybe she touched something inside him?"
Jeszika : "What the hell is this Brody? Easy to forget? Acting like you care about me meeting Melissa. You walked out on ME remember? Left us to be ejected by your little bodyguard."
Brody: "I had a business meeting with Oliver. I should have handled it differently, sure, but it changes nothing Jeszika."
::Brody's steps were slow. Calculating as he crosses the room and stops standing in front of her. He doesn't touch her anywhere inappropriate, simply places a hand on the swell of her hip. Her eyes shot down to where he was touching her and her hand clinches into a fist.::
Jeszika : "Don't make me hit you again. What do you want?"
LD:" YES! HIT HIM!"
Brody: "I owed you an apology. A real one. From me, to you. No middle men, no being forced to. I heard what K.I.S.S. was saying. That i took advantage of you. That i got you drunk. I got myself as equally drunk Jeszika...but i remember how eager you were. How your body reacted to what i did do it. The taste...."
LD: "Oh....i'm going to be sick."
JC:“It's sweet!"
::Brody leaned forward and gently placed a ever so gentle kiss to the corners of her mouth and slid his fingertips up her sides to send shivers down her spine. then his hand came up and she would see a business card held between two fingers and he slid it into the strap of her top. She began to speak, announce her undying hatred for him, but he pressed a finger to her lips....that she fought hard not to bite.::
Brody: "Shhh. I'm sorry Jez. i should have told you i had a meeting. That's my personal cell number. Call me sometime. What you three did on Mayhem....i deserved that. Call me sometime....and good luck tonight. You and Me in that four-way? We could own that match Jez. You and Me together? We can move the stars Beautiful."
JC:“Did Broderick Montgomery just..."
LD: "....Apologize. Yea."
::He chose that word carefully. The word "Beautiful" coming out exactly as she remembers it and then he looked into her eyes, his own appearing so honest. Almost vulnerable, then he offers a smile turns and leaves the way he had come, with a little smirk touching the corners of his mouth, leaving Jeszika dumbstruck. Broderick Montgomery....just apologized to a woman.
Jeszika Gautier is seen pacing in her locker room, the business card Broderick had given her early clenched tight in her hand. a knock is heard before her door opens. she turns ready to attack before she realizes that its KISS, and not Brody coming back.::
Jeszika : “Oh its just you guys”
Ashley : “Hello to you too, Jezzy.”
Jeszika : “Sorry.... I didn't mean to seem bitchy.... Brody was just here...”
::Bethany and Nikki both suddenly look worried.::
Bethany : “Oh God...”
Nikki : “Are you ok?”
Ashley : “Do we get to kick the shit out of him now?”
Jeszika : “I... yeah I'm OK... he didn't hurt me or anything... he just apologized for everything, even admitted he deserved the beating we have him last week...”
Bethany : “He did... what?”
Jeszika : “He said he was sorry for bailing on us that morning and sending aerynn in to kick us out... he seemed sincere too.”
::Ashley shakes her head.::
Ashley : “You're not buyin' that pile of bull are ya?”
Jeszika : “Of course not, I'm not that's stupid. Besides, my focus right now is aerynn and winning this qualifier match. Brody doesn't matter anymore.”
::Ashley nods.::
Ashley : “Good!”
::Bethany just shakes her head.::
Bethany : “Ash!”
Ashley : “What?”
::Nikki raises her hands to calm both sisters.::
Nikki : “You're sure you're ok?”
Jeszika : “Yeah I'm fine. He down hurt me, or do anything to me. He just came in, talked, gave me his cell number and left... that's it. I'm fine I swear.”
::Nikki and Bethany both nod.::
Nikki : “That's good...”
Bethany : “You're sure?”
::Ashley chuckles.::
Ashley : “She said she was fine.. Mom!”
Jeszika : “I'm fine I swear, now don't you guys have a match to go to?”
::Bethany nods.::
Bethany : “Yeah we do.”
::Ashley shakes her head again.::
Ashley : “How did we end up with ALL the rich entitled douche bags here at once?”
Jeszika : “Bad luck I guess, but you'll show them won't you?”
Nikki : “On way or another!”
::The camera shifts back to ringside as K.I.S.S. Turns to make their way to the tunnel.::
LD: “I have to say, I don't blame the ladies for being reluctant to believe Brody.”
JC:“Why, he was trying to be sincere!”
LD: “On that we disagree. Let us go to Jamie for the introductions! It's time for K.I.S.S. Vs Sang Real!”
Jamie Hensley: “The following is a tag team match and scheduled for one fall. Introducing first at a combined weight of Two hundred and Seventy pounds. Katt Industries special services......K.I.S.S.!!”
::Black Spiders' “Kiss Tried To Kill Me” starts up. With lights dancing around, Nikki Peltier leads out both members of K.I.S.S. To the delight of the on-looking crowd. Bethany Kenyon sways slightly trying to tantalize and only tease a little while her younger sister, Ashley Kenyon, tries to make eye contact with every person in the place, hoping to tease them all into a frenzy. Nikki leads them to the ring where she walks to the center of the ring and points to opposite corners, upon which both sisters raise their arms, Bethany just standing there while Ashley dances a little for everybody.::
LD: “K.I.S.S. Took part in the only match last week without a winner. When they faced Broderick Montgomery and their friend Jeszika Gautier.”
JC:“Which ended of course, when President Oliver gave the three of them permission to assault Brody.”
LD: “There was no assault. There was retribution.”
JC:“Tomato, Tamato.”
Jamie Hensley: “And their opponents, at a combined weight of Four hundred and Sixty-Seven pounds. Gabriel Krown and Conner Murphy. SANG REAL!”
::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, and Gabriel Krown, who is on one knee in front of Murphy, looking up and his arms raised. The lights come back on.::
LD: “These two are a relative unknown in UWA and their first match is against one of the growing fan favorites. K.I.S.S.”
::Krown gets to his feet, and spins a bit, his robe flying behind him as he turns to stand next to Murphy. The two men walk to the ring, ignoring the jeers and boos from the crowd.
The two men climb the stairs and walk along the apron before entering the ring. In the middle of the ring, the two strike the same pose as they did at the entrance. Krown gets to his feet and the two climb the turnbuckles to pose. Dismounting, the two move to their corner and take their robes off.::
JC:“While I like Sang Real, even I have to admit, they are going to have their hands full.”
LD: “Can they pull it out? We will find out. Right now!”
::Conner and Bethany start for their respective teams. The two meet in the center of the ring. Bethany offers her hand to Conner but Murphy turns up his nose at the display of sportsmanship. Bethany's brow shot up but she said nothing before the two locked up. After the two locked up Conner backed Bethany into the corner.
Beth lifted her arms and Conner broke the lock up only to rock her with a hard right hand. He grabbed her wrist, leaned his shoulder into hers and then whipped her across the ring. Conner took off running at the other corner and slammed into Bethany with a hard clothesline.::
LD: “Sang Real using their power advantage fairly well early on.”
JC:“Once again, Power Vs Agility. Which will come out on top?”
::Conner grabbed Beth by the wrist and pulled her out of the corner with a hard short arm clothesline. With Beth lying in the center of the ring Conner quickly tags in his partner Gabriel and the two trade places. Gabriel slides into a sleeper hold, keeping Bethany cut off from her partner.
After holding the part sleeper and part chin lock for a few moments Gabriel delivers a hard forearm to the side of the head then climbs to his feet. Gabriel measures Beth and then drops a hard knee smash to the forehead, then a second one before sliding into the cover and hooking the leg.::
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2
BROKEN UP!
2
BROKEN UP!
::The count barely gets a 2 before it gets broken up by Ashley who delivers a hard kick to the side of the head. The momentarily dazed Gabriel gives Bethany the time to gather her wit and when Gabriel begins to rise to his feet Beth jumps up and brings him down with a hard neck breaker. As Bethany falls to her knees and looks at her corner Conner jumps down off the apron.
Bethany reaches out for the Tag but Conner grabs Ashley by the sides and yanks her off the apron. As Ashley falls from the apron Conner throws his arm up and almost takes her head off with a huge uppercut. The referee leans through the ropes to admonish Connner.
Bethany seeing her partner isn't waiting for her turns back to Gabriel and pulls him up by the hair, but Gabriel reaches up and racks the eyes spinning Bethany around holding her face.::
LD: “Oh come on! How is that not a disqualification?”
JC:“There is no reason for a DQ!”
LD: “He racked her eyes!”
JC:“Then why didn't the referee DQ him?”
LD: “Cuz he was to busy talking to Conner, who was cheating in his own right!”
::With Bethany turned away from him Gabriel grabs her from behind and hits a beautiful German Suplex. After Bethany gets folded in half Gabriel grabs her by the ankle and pulls her into their corner where he tags in Conner.
Once more Gabriel pulls Bethany to her feet and locks her up for a German suplex. As Gabriel began to lift for the suplex Conner hits a huge clothesline. Gabriel slides out of the ring and Conner pulls Bethany away from the ropes and drops into the cover.::
1
2
KICKOUT!
2
KICKOUT!
::Conner looks more then a little livid as he kneels next to Bethany. Then with a sick little smile he slaps Bethany clean on the ass once, and then twice. When he rears up for a third Bethany spins around and delivers a hard elbow to the jaw of Conner.
Bethany is able to climb to her feet and half runs and half stumbles across the ring but when she reached out for a tag the referee was trying to get Gabriel Krown back outside the ring himself. Ashley comes in like a ball of fire and when Conner gets to his feet Ashley levels him with a huge Future Shock DDT.::
LD: “KISS THIS! KISS THIS! But why isn't the ref counting?!”
JC:“The Referee is saying she isn't the legal woman!”
LD: “She tagged, we all saw it! Sang Real cheated again!”
JC:“Ashley is livid!”
::Ashley is livid and arguing with the referee. He tells her to get back outside and makes the tag motion when Gabriel leaned through the second rope, still holding the little rope and tags himself in. Ashley climbs through the ropes and is leaning over for the tag again from Bethany, but is launched off the apron by a hard shoulder block from Gabriel.
Gabriel walks back over at Bethany as the fans begin to boo the duo. Gabriel pulls Bethany to her feet and drops her again with a quick snap suplex then floats over into the cover. The referee slides into position.::
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2
KICKOUT!!
2
KICKOUT!!
::Gabriel pulls Bethany to her feet once again but this time when he throws a hard right hand she ducks under it and when he turns she arches her hip and her foot connects with the side of Gabriel's mouth and his eyes immediately begin to glaze over.::
LD: “THE KISS OFF!”
JC:“NO!”
LD: “Get to Ashley Beth!”
::Both partners begin willing their team mates to their corners. They both arrive at the same moment and Ashley finally gets the tag she has been waiting for. Conner comes at her for a huge clothesline, but she ducks under it. Ashley keeps running and rebounds off the ropes, comes back and hits a huge hurricanrana that sends Conner to the ropes.
With Conner leaning on the second rope Ashley grabs the top rope and vaults over the top, grabbing Conner's head on her way down and guillotining him on the second rope as she passes by. Gabriel Krown looks over at Ashley and then away and Ashley gets a mischievous grin on her face. She grabs his ankles and pulls, making Gabriel fall and smack his face off the apron.::
LD: “Ashley is on fire!”
JC:“DQ then ref!”
LD: “For what? Giving Sang Real a taste of their own medicine?”
JC:“They didn't do anything like....OH GOD WHAT A KICK!”
::With the referee leaning through the ropes and talking to Ashley Bethany sneaks into the ring and with Gabriel on his hands and knees trying to get back to his feet she punt kicks him square in the crotch. The camera catches her say “That was for the smack douche bags!”::
LD: “Bethany gets a little payback for that smack to her ass earlier!”
JC:“He wasn't even the one who did it!”
LD: “Tomato, Tamato.”
::Ashley takes one quick look at Conner, and then at Gabriel still outside the ring then jumps up and hits a split legged moonstruck. She crashes down on Conner, who doesn't know whether to hold his stomach or the more sensitive area.
Ashley slides around to her knees and pulls Conner up by the hair. She locks his arms up with her hands locked behind his head, kicks her leg out and drives Conner's head into the mat with all the force she can muster.::
LD: “KISS THIS!”
JC:“NO! Get up Conner! Come on Gabriel!”
::Ashley hooks the leg.::
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3!!!
2
3!!!
Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winners! Ashley and Bethany Kenyon, K.I.S.S.!!”
LD: “YES! Women power!”
JC:“....I think i'm going to be sick.”
::The camera's shift from K.I.S.S. Celebrating in the ring to a black screen and low, foreboding music playing in the background. One word appears on the screen::
Power...
::A clip plays of Sentinel tearing through two opponents with a double clothesline, leaving them sprawled on the mat...then shifting to him catching one who'd launched himself from the top rope and throwing them back-first to the canvas.::
Commentary: "He has to be broken in half! Can anyone stop this monster?!"
Destruction...
::Cut to the Silent Destroyer holding an opponent over his head before dropping them onto a table, breaking it in half. A big boot sends a chair into the face of another poor soul and a third is worn out with a kendo stick until the weapon is naught but splinters.::
Commentary: "There's no escaping from vengeance like this...nowhere to run or hide!"
Glory...
::Images are shown now of Zachariah Blood and Sentinel holding up the APW World Tag Team Championships, the Sisters of Suffering and Tyler Harrison at their side. From this we move to a shot of Sentinel and Talon, each holding one of the IWA World Tag Team Championships while raising the Universal and World Women's Title respectively. Flash to last week where Sentinel is standing over a defeated Pauly O'Conner. He looks to the camera and holds up one finger as if to signify that this is the first of many.
Shift now to Sentinel standing with his back to the camera. Every breath and roll of his shoulders causes his back to tense, the muscles there doing a good job of displaying the intensity that's coursing through his veins right now. From the shadows we hear the voice of on Zachariah Blood as he steps slowly into the light.::
Zachariah Blood: "Followers and employees of the Unchained Wrestling Alliance, what you have just seen was years of terror and suffering condensed into a few sound bytes that even your minds should be able to comprehend. What you see before you right now is the epitome of destruction...a force of nature that can neither be stopped nor evaded. Pauly O'Conner learned it last week. Tonight, it's Broderick Montgomery III's turn. After that...whomever Oliver Gerogio puts in front of him. The destruction won't stop until that title is around Sentinel's waist.
And after that...it will only get worse."
::Darkness falls on the pair, with Blood standing before the Silent Destroyer.::
LD: "For some reason, i am even more intimidated by Sentinel now...."
JC:“Don't be intimidated by the manchild."
LD: "Manchild, care to call him that to his face?"
JC:“....Nope. I'm good."
LD: "Thought as much."
Jamie Hensley: "Our next match is set for one fall and is a Qualifying Match for the World Heavyweight Championship Fatal Four-Way at Tragic Engagement!"
JC:“And I'm expecting a short encounter here after what happened earlier tonight!"
LD: "For those of you just joining us, let's take you back to earlier in the show..."
::Clips of the brawl between Fabian Korentice and Aerynn Donnelly are shown, specifically the moments where Aerynn took a wicked big boot followed by a cutter through a table that left her laying. We cut back to the ring as the replay ends, the amusement in Jason Chase's voice evident.::
JC:“Guess she'll think twice about who she tries to make look bad next time, huh?"
LD: "How can you condone that hairy beast of a man battering Aerynn Donnelly? She beat him legit last time in front of the world! He's just a sore loser!"
JC:“Oh yeah? Who looks like a loser between the two right now?!"
::Cutting away from the announce table and to the ring, Jamie Hensley lifts the mic to announce the match participants.::
Jamie Hensley: "Introducing first..."
::Drums start pounding as "Watch 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.::
Jamie Hensley: "...hailing from New Orleans, Louisiana and weighing in at 160 pounds...JESZIKA GAUTIER!"
"Watch me get it get it wrong at the top of my lungs
While you front for every one, while you tip toe for fun
I can scream until your ears bleed, you're gonna never hear me
You hear what you want, but you never wanted me"
While you front for every one, while you tip toe for fun
I can scream until your ears bleed, you're gonna never hear me
You hear what you want, but you never wanted me"
::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.::
LD: "There's a whole lot of intrigue surrounding this young lady as of late, much of it involving Broderick Montgomery III and her opponent tonight!"
"Are you scared you might open your mouth
And feel the horror if nothing comes out?
Do you think you're safe, frozen in place?
Run for cover just in case"
And feel the horror if nothing comes out?
Do you think you're safe, frozen in place?
Run for cover just in case"
JC:“Not as far as I'm concerned. She's not to be trusted and that's the beginning and the end of it. Though I got no problem watching her walk."
LD: "Pig."
::Once in the middle of the ring she stops and opens the front of her corset, one side then the other, like doors, then opens both and drops the corset aside to the catcalls of the men in the crowd. Se grins and nods, knowing they don't stand a chance, before she stands and waits for her opponent.::
Jamie Hensley: "And introducing her opponent, from Dublin, Ireland and weighing in at 140 pounds...AERYNN DONNELLY!"
::The arena suddenly goes black and lights begin to flash all around. Strobe lights begin to blink rapidly as the song begins. When the first sounds of the guitar rift is heard, the stage is empty. Up on the tron, pictures of Aerynn Donnelly flash rapidly with the rifts of the guitar. As the rifts reach it's climax, Aerynn comes out from behind the curtain while moving somewhat gingerly. Flames shoot up as she makes it to the top of the ramp and she acknowledged the crowd but is obviously banged up.::
"I!!"
::She begins to make her way down the ramp toward the ring.::
"I.. don't need your forgiveness.
I.. don't need your hate.
I.. don't need your acceptance.
So, what should I do?"
I.. don't need your hate.
I.. don't need your acceptance.
So, what should I do?"
::As she's walking towards the ring, her eyes are on her opponent. Determination sparkles in her eyes over the pain.::
LD: "She really shouldn't be competing tonight after all that..."
JC:“Rules is rules. She paid for what she did and now this tattooed bottom-feeder is gonna pick up the pieces Korentice left behind."
"I don't do what I've been told.
You're so lame why don't you..
..Just go..
DIE MOTHER FUCKER DIE MOTHER FUCKER DIE"
You're so lame why don't you..
..Just go..
DIE MOTHER FUCKER DIE MOTHER FUCKER DIE"
::She reaches the ring and climbs up onto the mat outside of the ropes. Stepping in between the ropes instead of her usual entrance and backs into the corner, locked on to Jeszika. The theme fades out as the referee calls for the bell.
Despite the lingering pain, Aerynn throws herself into the fight, locking up with Jeszika mid-ring. Jez quickly switches to a headlock and brings Aerynn down to the mat. Aerynn maneuvers Jez into a headscissors but the New Orelans native is quick to arch out of the grip. She almost blasts Aerynn with a kick to the side of the head but Aerynn falls back to avoid the shot. When Jez whips around from her own momentum Aerynn reaches up between her legs...::
JC:“That's more like it!"
::...and rolls her up!::
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2
KICKOUT!
2
KICKOUT!
::Jeszika kicks out of the pin attempt but Aerynn is up before her and spears her back to the mat, hooking the far leg for another pin attempt!::
1
2
KICKOUT!
2
KICKOUT!
LD: "And once again Jeszika kicks out! Smart by Aerynn to try and end this early...especially with the state she's in..."
JC:“Oh, stop holding her damn hand. Wrestling is a tough business! Time for her to nut up!"
::A boot to the stomach stops Aerynn's onslaught and a big uppercut from Jeszika almost sends her to the mat. Instead she's shoved into the ropes and fired off across the ring. She ducks a spinning kick from Jeszika and catches another kick attempt but Jez cracks her in the back of the skull with a wicked enzuigiri. Aerynn crumbles to the mat and Jeszika pounces on her, looking to take the win herself.::
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2
KICKOUT!
2
KICKOUT!
::Aerynn gets the shoulder up and Jeszika transfers to a chinlock which she holds on to for some time, arching her body into the simple hold to apply more pressure. Aerynn's face is turning red before she can push up to her feet, driving elbows into her opponent's bread basket to create some separation. A stiff knee strike staggers Jez though she shoves off an attempt at a two-handed chokeslam from Aerynn. Jez attempts a crossbody and Aerynn ducks it, causing her tattooed adversary to roll out of the ring under the bottom rope, landing hard on the floor.::
LD: "Even hurt Aerynn is a skilled fighter. I don't think I'd follow Jeszika outside the ring like she's doing though..."
::Aerynn slides out on the other side and rocks Jez with a few forearms. Only a desperation shoulder charge breaks up the assault as Jez rams Aerynn back-first into the ring apron. The referee's count gets up to three now as Jeszika cinches Aerynn in for a Russian leg sweep and uses it to ram the back of her head against the ringside barricade!::
JC:“You were smart enough to think of that but the supposedly badass Irish chick wasn't. How telling."
LD: "That's not funny! Jeszika is back in the ring now and the referee is up to six! Aerynn might lose by count-out and that would be heartbreaking!"
::Yet at the count of nine, Aerynn rolls herself back into the ring. Jeszika seems to feel the winds turning in the favor of her opponent and dodges a sloppy charge from Aerynn in such a way that the referee's eyes are taken off the action briefly. She uses this moment to try and coat her opponent's face in a layer of green mist...
::...and Aerynn ducks!::
JC:“Guess she's a spitter...gross."
LD: "The sneak attack failed and...Aerynn with the Cement Mixer!"
::The neckbreaker leaves Jeszika near-motionless on the mat as Aerynn covers her with a lateral press.::
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3-NO!
JC:“Foot on the ropes? Cheap escape."
LD: "Maybe to you, but it shows excellent ring awareness from Jeszika!"
JC:“And what does THAT show?"
::Perhaps desperation is starting to set in. Jeszika counters a suplex attempt from Aerynn and wraps her up in a small package, her boot hooked in the ropes.::
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KICKOUT!
2
KICKOUT!
::At the last moment Aerynn puts her remaining strength into kicking out while Jason Chase chuckles at the announce table.::
JC:“Still think it's 'ring awareness' and all that bull?"
LD: "Well, um...it looked inadvertant to me..."
JC:“Time to leave Neverland behind, Lula."
::Perhaps thankfully for Jeszika, Aerynn didn't see that little infraction. Jeszika charges her but eats a face-full of turnbuckle when Aerynn hoists and drops her as a reflex action. She rolls Jez backwards for another pin attempt but only gets a two-count. A fisherwoman suplex follows and, again, it earns a near-fall for the Dublin native. A leaping knee to the back sends Aerynn into the ropes though and Jez wastes no time in trying to put an end to this battle. She goes for the Femme-Grip, pulling Aerynn away from the ropes as she fights to lock it in!::
LD: "It'll be the end if Jeszika locks that in, Jason! Aerynn's fighting it but...she just dove forward and hung Jez up on the ropes!"
JC:“Looks more like she tripped to me..."
::Jez goes throat-first into the top rope, surprise and pain forcing her to release the rear naked choke. She's still the first to recover though, looking to boot Aerynn right in the mush. Instead, she gets caught in her attempt and Aerynn locks her arms behind her and shows her strength by lifting Jeszika into the air with her arms pinned behind her. Aerynn then releases and drives in a sidedown reverse spinebuster.::
JC:“....That's new.”
LD: “Sources tell me she calls that the Irish Carbomb!”
::Aerynn rolls Jeszika over and hooks the leg..::
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3!
Jamie Hensley: "Ladies and gentlemen, your winner...AERYNN DONNELLY!"
LD: "And with that gutsy win, Aerynn goes on to the Fatal Four-Way at Tragic Engagement!"
JC:“If she's still walking by the time that show rolls around. Five bucks says Jeszika lays her out before the night's over."
::Aerynn has her arm raised in victory as Jeszika sits up, wondering what the number of that truck was. Making her way up the ramp, the victory takes a last look at her disappointed opponent before heading backstage.
Once she reaches the backstage area the beautiful brown haired Maria Zalias was waiting. When Aerynn came through the curtain Maria stepped forward with a smile.::
Maria : “Aerynn you have had a busy day. That sneak attack by Fabian, then costing Fabian his shot at the UWA World Title and now you have won your own qualifier. What's going through your mind?”
Aerynn: “Fabian go't wha was coming ta him dedn't 'e?”
Maria : “I suppose he did after what he did. You know two of your opponents so far. The Burning Son Nick Daniels and your good friend Pauly O'Conner. Thoughts?”
Aerynn: “....Nick Daniels tis one dangerous son of a bitch, An' Pauly and I go way back. Both would 'ake a 'ell of a World Champion.”
Maria : “What about later tonight. Your boss takes on a man he has been insulting all week in Sentinel for the final spot.”
Aerynn: “.....Sentinel is down right scary....and sooner or later Brody will get what's 'oming to 'im.”
Maria : “Any favorite to win the Title?”
Aerynn: “Did 'ya even need ta ask little darlin?”
::Aerynn smiled reassuringly and then walked past her to go and find her employer. It was almost time for his own match. The camera's then shifted to the announce table again.::
LD: “Confident words by Aerynn Donnelly but you know, there is just something about getting to see Nick Daniel's again.”
JC:“If I didn't know any better, i'd say you have a crush.”
LD: “...It's a pepsi actually.”
JC:“....The emotion not the drink...good lord, how did you not get roofied in college?”
Jamie Hensley: “The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Centarlia, weighting in at two hundred and Seventeen pounds. The Burning City Son, NICK....DANIELS!!”
::The lights all fade out, leaving the arena in total obscurity. The intro synch of Last Man Standing is heard in the arena. The crowd with their usual split reception for the man are starting to get louder and louder as the lyrics arrive.::
I am the last man stand survivor
I'll be the last man home.
I'll be the last man stand survivor
I'll be the last man home.
I'll be the last man home.
I'll be the last man stand survivor
I'll be the last man home.
::A Single spotlight is lighting up the stage, where a few seconds after the lyrics are heard, Nick Daniels push the curtain and stand on the stage looking at the crowd. He looks behind him and Amber makes her way to the stage standing next to Nick. Amber lean over Nick and they kiss as the crowd are still expressing there feeling toward the ''Burning City Saint''. They both very slowly start to make there way to the ring, looking at the fans on there way there. Daniels stop in front of the ring as Amber Slide under the 3rd rope and into the ring. She wait's in the ring as Daniels take his time walking up the small steps to the ring, he walk on the apron till he reaches the middle of the ring, he then turned around to face the fans. As he lift both his arm in the traditional ''Raven Pose'' the spotlight than disappeared and the ring is now lighten by a rust colored flicker light. Daniels then turn around and enter the ring as the song fades out.::
LD: “Like him or hate him, Nick Daniels made a hell of a statement last week.”
JC:“And promises to make an even bigger statement this week.”
Jamie: “And his opponent from Pittsberg, Pennsylvania. Weighting in at Two hundred and Thirty pounds. The American Nightmare, Donzing!”
::The two men come to the center of the ring and listen as the referee gives them their orders, it was Donzing that took the advantage. As soon as the bell rang Donzing locked Nick up and backed him into the corner. Nick lifted his hands to get the referee to break the hold, but Donzing showed that champions instinct and delivered a hard blow to the stomach.
Nick Doubled over and Donzing delivers a hard shot to the back of the neck that sends nick down to his knees. Donzing lifted his boot and brought the side down on the side of Nick Daniel's face once and then twice. With Amber cheering him on Nick began to crawl out of the corner but Donzing pulls him to his feet by the wrist. When nick got three fourths of the way up Donzing yanks Nick forward and almost takes his head off with a hard short-arm clothesline.::
LD: “So much for being the star of this show.”
JC:“Oh ye of little faith.”
::Donzing pulls back a few steps and waits until Daniels is back to his feet then rushes him to hid a huge clothesline, but Nick ducks under it sending Donzing into the ropes. The American Destroyer hits the ropes, rebounds and when Nick turns he turns into a huge gore spear that almost turns Daniels inside out.::
LD: “Good god! What a spear!”
JC:“....He's still the star of the show. Just wait.”
::Donzing drops into the cover.::
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KICKOUT!!
2
KICKOUT!!
::Nick kicks out right at two and Donzing wastes no time. He floats over and begins to hammer Nick with hard right hands, then stands, leans into the ropes and delivers a hard stomp to the head with the momentum of the ropes.
Donzing comes back and delivers three hard stomps to the knees of Nick before rolling him over to his stomach. Donzing interlocks his arms with Nick's feet, taking a few moments to make sure it is all locked up before locking Nick in the Texas Cloverleaf.::
LD: “Donzing calls this the Pennsylvania cloverleaf.”
JC:“Well, if he thinks Daniels will tap, he has another thing coming!”
::Donzing holds the hold for a few minutes before Nick arches his back and using his upper body strength begins to half handstand walk and half drag the unbelieving Donzing to the ropes where the referee forces Donzing to break the hold. Donzing however had other ideas. He pulls Nick back to the center of the ring and locks in that submission hold once more.
Nick again fights his way back to his hands. When the referee asks him if he wanted to quit he shook his head no firmly. Once again to Donzings amazement Nick pushes himself back to his hands and half hand walks and half drags his opponent to the ropes where he forces the break again. Donzing breaks the hold and stares down at Nick.::
JC:“And that is why I agree that he is the star of the show.”
LD: “Well Donzing doesn't know what to make of him.”
::Donzing waits until Nick climbs back to his feet, then rushes him and hits a huge neck breaker and hooks the leg.::
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2
KICKOUT!
2
KICKOUT!
LD: “Nick kicked out again!”
JC:“And I think Nick is getting angry.”
LD: “....i think he's out of his league personally.”
::Nick pulls himself up by the ropes and Donzing walks to the opposite corner then takes off at a deadrun at Nick. Donzing attempts a huge clothesline, but like with Tommy Zeller Daniels caught him coming up by kicking his feet up. He intertwines his legs with Donzings arms and then flips him and Donzing over the ropes to lock in the tarantula.::
LD: “Oh my god! He did it again! Two straight matches!”
JC:“Did you see how fast he did that?!”
::The split screen shows in slow motion Daniels using Donzings own momentum to flip them over the top rope, from the corner, and lock in that submission hold. The other screen shows the referee beginning his count as the crowd chants “SA-INT” “SA-INT” “SA-INT” and “UWA” “UWA “UWA.::
LD: “If that isn't a thing of beauty.”
JC:“Bout time you saw the awesome that is The Burning City Saint.”
::The Referee gets almost to five before Nick allows Donzing to get free of the hold. Donzing hits the mat and rolls back to the center of the ring. Nick takes a few minutes kneeling on the outside before climbing through the middle rope back into the ring, but he never once takes his eyes off Donzing, his focus astounding.
When Donzing gets back to his feet Nick launches himself onto the middle rope and uses it as a springboard. Nick drives his knee into the side of Donzings head dropping the man down to the mat. When nick lands he slides on a single knee back and hooks the leg.::
LD: “Nick going for a cover here!”
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JC:“Can he do it!”
KICKOUT!
LD: “No! Donzing kicks out!”
::Nick pulls Donzing up by the hair and locks him into position for a suplex. When Nick lifts him he stalls, showing off every bit of his own strength before going to finish the stalling brain buster. As nick shifts to drop him down, Donzing wiggles out and as he drops grabs Nick by the head and hits a huge reverse DDT.
Donzing could go for the cover, but instead he pulls Nick back to his feet and delivers a hard kick to the stomach. When Nick began to double over Donzing reaches over and tries for The Donzing Stunner but Nick shoves him away into the ropes. When Donzing returns Nick pulls him up for a suplex, drops him back behind him and this a neck breaker.::
LD: “What a counter!”
JC:“Nick Daniel's is building some momentum now!”
::Nick slides away on his knees and stalks Donzing almost like prey. When Donzing gets back to his feet Nick pulls him up into a torture rack position only to flip him into the air to drop him on his neck and then slides into the cover.::
LD: “BURNING HAMMER! BURNING HAMMER!”
JC:“Nick has it won!”
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Jamie Hensley: “And your winner....NICK DANIELS!”
::The camera shifted from Nick celebrating in the ring to the backstage to see Sentinel and Zachariah Blood walking down the hallway. As they pass by and head toward the tunnel a door opens and Broderick Montgomery appears with Aerynn a half a step behind him. Standing outside the door was Trenton Warren.::
Trent: “Yo. Brody.”
::Broderick turned to look at Trent and smirked a bit. The two shook hands.::
Trent: “Thanks for the cigars man. They were the shit.”
Brody: “It's what I do. So, what's up Trent?”
Trent: “Sentinel man. I think the big man is angry.”
Brody: “....Ooooooh. What's he gonna do....stare at me blankly? Aint nobody got time for Helen Keller in UWA.”
Trent: “Helen Keller. That's the chick who couldn't see or talk right?”
Brody: “...Your a bit slow Trent. What other useless woman with the name Keller could I be talking abut?”
Trent: “Depends on which circles you travel in I suppose....”
Brody: “....Did you need something Trent?”
Trent: “...Oh yea. Your match with Sentinel. It's for a shot at the World title. Pauly O'Conner, Nick Daniel's and Aerynn here have already qualified.”
::Brody looked over at the smirking Aerynn. His look was just “Really? Your smirking” and she just shrugged.::
Brody: “What's to discuss? I win this match and then I win the Title at Tragic Engagement.”
Trent: “Don't you think the others may have something to say about that?”
Brody: “Aerynn will do what I tell her to....”
::Aerynn shot a look at Brody and her lips curled but Brody was to busy talking to notice.::
Brody: “Sentinel is little more then a retarted manchild. Pauly? He'll stay out of my way if he knows what's good for him....and Nick Daniel's? What's he going to do....whine and cry at me instead of Aerynn?
::Brody smirks and motions for Aerynn to follow him. Aerynn shrugs, but her eyes are almost trying to burn a whole through the back of Brody's head. The camera then shifts back to ringside.::
LD: “And now we come to the moment we have all been waiting for. Broderick Montgomery get's what's coming to him and Sentinel advances to the World Title four-way match at Tragic Engagement!”
JC:“Another punishment match from our president, but here is the kicker Lula. I think Brody pulls this one out. Imagine how angry Oliver Georgio would be if he won.”
LD: “....Do you really see President Georgio letting that happen?”
::The techno-rock instrumental theme, "The Sentinel" by Celldweller, starts to ripple through the speakers as smoke starts to billow through the floor of the stage. Upon a rising platform, illuminated by a single purple spotlight, is the massive form of the Silent Destroyer, Sentinel. As the platform ceases its ascent, his manager, Zachariah Blood, comes from behind the curtain to stand at his side. They pause for a moment at the top of the ramp before heading toward the ring, Sentinel taking the lead.::
Jamie Hensley: "Led to the ring by Zachariah Blood, from Valley Forge, Tennessee and weighing in at 281 pounds...the Silent Destroyer...SENTINEL!
::Zachariah ascends the steps and enters the ring through the ropes while Sentinel rolls into the ring under the bottom rope. He comes up to his full height mid-ring, Zachariah standing before him with his arms outstretched while Sentinel holds a closed fist into the air. Divesting himself of his jacket, which he losses to a ringside attendant, Sentinel moves to a neutral corner while Zachariah gives him some last-minute instructions before leaving the ring through the ropes. Sentinel stares straight ahead, gray eyes cold and focused, as he awaits the start of the match.::
LD: “This monster got his first win in UWA last week when he beat Pauly O'Conner.”
JC:“He has a bigger test this week I think.”
LD: “...How can he be a bigger test? He lost his first match as well.”
JC:“......”
Jamie Hensley: “And his opponent from Las Vegas, Nevada. He is The All American Nightmare. BRODERICK MONTGOMERY III!”
::The lights of the Arena darken as the Tron comes to life and the Guitars begin to strum. The Tron shows images of a private Jet, a full stretch Limo all the while the speaker system plays his taunting, mocking laugh.
"LET'S GO!!!"
As the music speeds up the images on the Tron flash to images of him hitting The Playboy's Playmaker and others. Brody would comes through the curtain in a black robe and hood over his face. When he made it to the center of the stage he'd throw his arms up and cause the robe to fly off and float to the ground.::
"I make the good girls bad and bad girls worse.
Nice guys are last cuz I’m always first.
I'm a freak show sucker for how it feels.
Turned the girl next door into hell on heels.
I'm a red, white and blue tattooed and just don't care.
I'm your All American Nightmare."
Nice guys are last cuz I’m always first.
I'm a freak show sucker for how it feels.
Turned the girl next door into hell on heels.
I'm a red, white and blue tattooed and just don't care.
I'm your All American Nightmare."
::A cocky smirk touched his lips. He turns to look behind him at the tall form of Aerynn Donally as she strolled out behind him. She'd cross her arms over her chest. He grins over at his bodyguard and she actually rolls her eyes at him before cocking her head toward the ring like "Dude, come on."::
"If you wanna run away i can give you a ride.
I'm a one way ticket to your darker side.
And come with me, baby let's lose some sleep.
don't mistake me for a dream."
I'm a one way ticket to your darker side.
And come with me, baby let's lose some sleep.
don't mistake me for a dream."
::The two of them walk down the ramp way until they come to the ring and he slides beneath the bottom rope and into the ring. Aerynn stays on the outside as Brody mounts the middle rope and holds up his arm for the crowd as he gets that screaming boo, with the faintest hint of cheers mixed in.::
"They'll try to lock me up and throw away the key.
But there never gonna hold down a freak like me.
I'm a an outcast, smoking grass, living for speed.
I got everything you want, but nothing that you need.
Give it to me baby!"
But there never gonna hold down a freak like me.
I'm a an outcast, smoking grass, living for speed.
I got everything you want, but nothing that you need.
Give it to me baby!"
::Brody leans through the middle rope talking to Aerynn and points over at Blood and then makes a throat cutting motion. Aerynn, looking mildly annoyed simply nods and motions her head to Sentinel, who is staring a hole through his opponent.::
LD: “I think that Broderick just told Aerynn to keep her eyes on Blood.”
JC:“Well wouldn't you?”
LD: “But how does he know he can trust her?”
JC:“What is that supposed to mean!”
LD: “She did stand by and let K.I.S.S. And Jeszika beat him.”
JC:“....She did didn't she?”
LD: “...My god, you truly are a moron.”
::Sentinel and Brody come to the center of the ring but before the referee can even give them their instructions Sentinel lashes out and levels Brody with a hard right hand. Pushing the Referee aside, carefully, Sentinel pulls Brody back to his feet and whips him at the corner. Taking a running start Sentinel crashes into the smaller man in the corner, crushing him with a hard body press.
Sentinel takes off running the opposite way and when Brody comes staggering out of the corner Sentinel blast's him with a vicious running big boot that sends Brody over the top rope to the floor where he lands hard and lays motionless on the floor. Blood leans down and begins to talk to Brody with a smile on his face.::
JC:“What is Blood saying to him?”
LD: “I think it had something to do with what Brody said about Sentinel's woman Talon. You don't talk about Talon and not get hurt.”
JC:“Does he not know who that man he? He says what he wants!”
LD: “And Sentinel breaks him for it.”
::Brody worked his way up to his knees and began to jaw at Blood. Zachariah kept right on talking until Brody grabbed him by the face and shoved him away. Aerynn tried to yell, but it was too late. Sentinel slid out of the ring as Brody and Blood were jawing at one another and when Brody shoved Zachariah by the face Sentinel closed the gap in two long running strides and slammed into the back of Brody's neck with a hard Lariat.
Brody's head lurched forward and slammed off the steel ring steps. Sentinel mounted the smaller man and hammered him with hard lefts and rights. Taking Brody by the hair Sentinel slammed his head off the stairs once, then twice and finally a third time then tossed him like a sack of potato's over the stairs to land on the floor and roll.::
JC:“....This isn't even a match. This is a execution.”
LD: “I have to agree. I think Broderick made a mistake in making this personal for Sentinel.”
::Even Aerynn looked on more then a little concerned as Sentinel came around the corner. Brody used the ring apron to pull himself up, but he had reached him feet at the same moment a sprinting Sentinel closed the distance. Sentinel was at a dead run when he hit Brody with a hard lariat to the chest that send him toppling over the announce table.
Sentinel lifted his fist into the air and then climbed around the mass of chairs to get Brody. However the sound of a bell rang out and Sentinel staggered out from behind the table. Sentinel's face was a mask of shock and his eyes were faintly glazed over. Brody came around the announce table limping then jumped up and landed on top of the announce table, and used that to springboard off of.::
LD: “Oh my god! I think Broderick killed Sentinel!”
JC:“A ring bell to the face is bad enough, but to jump off the table....god damn.”
::Both Sentinel and Brody were down for the count outside the ring. Sentinel from the two shots to the face with the bell and Brody from the constant punishment Sentinel had put him through. Zachariah came around the corner and picked up the bell but Aerynn met him where he stood and shoved him backwards. A single finger pointed at Blood and she told him exactly what she would do.::
LD: “Aerynn doing what she is paid to do! Protecting Brody.”
JC:“i don't think Blood was going to hit Brody with it.”
LD: “Then what was he doing?”
JC:“I think he was taking it so neither man could use it. These two got personal fast.”
::Blood lifted his hand not holding the bell and backed away from the two so Aerynn did the same pointing her finger at Zachariah and clearly saying “I am watching you punk.” Sentinel and Brody begin to crawl in other directions and use the stairs to pull themselves to their feet. Both men turned at the same moment and run at one another. Sentinel tries for another clothesline but Brody baseball slides under it and pops up to his feet. When Sentinel turns Brody levels the big man with a hard clothesline of his own, called the Money Clip.
Brody climbed up to the apron and watches behind him. As Sentinel climbs to his feet he jumps and uses the ropes as a springboard to back flip behind Sentinel, but Sentinel catches him over his shoulder and drills Brody to the floor with the finish of a pump handle bomb. After the bomb Sentinel rolled onto his back with his eyes closed.::
LD: “I think one of these men is going to genuinely kill the other.”
JC:“With the words that they said over the last two weeks, I think I agree.”
LD: “And add the World Title to that.”
::Sentinel was the first to get to his feet and instead of going after Brody he slid into the ring and stumbled to the corner and sank down to crouch. He had a small cut above his eyebrow that leaked a small amount of blood and his eyes were having trouble focusing. He did the smart thing and took a few minutes to gather himself.
It took Brody considerably longer to get to his feet. Aerynn was pounding on the apron and yelling for him to get up as he pulled himself to his feet. Brody rolled into the ring and when he got up to his knees Sentinel took a running start and nearly kicked his head off his shoulders.::
LD: “Oh my god! Broderick's done. He's done.”
:: Sentinel fell to his knees and hooked the leg.::
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::Aerynn clapped and Blood looked a trifle smug as Sentinel pulled Brody up by the hair. Sentinel grabbed him in a gut wretch position and then lifted for the Screaming Silence, but Brody countered in midair, grabbed Sentinel by the head and brought his weight down and bulldogged Sentinel to the mat. Brody ended up on a single knee next to the downed Sentinel.
The big man was quick to begin climbing back to his feet, but Brody jumped up and landed on the middle rope. He used the rope to push himself back into the air, turned in midair and kicked Sentinel square in the face.::
JC:“Did you HEAR that?!”
LD: “I think Sentinel is missing some teeth!”
::Brody could have rolled into the cover but instead he rolled the opposite direction. He rolled under the ropes and came up outside the ring and began to rummage around beneath the ring. He slid a steel chair into the ring, a tightly wound kendo stick and a table into the ring. Around the time the table was being slid into the ring Sentinel was stirring from the monster kick to the face.
Brody slid back into the ring and picked up the kendo stick. Sentinel rose to his feet and when he turned Brody brought the stick across his stomach. When that doubled the big man over Brody delivered a hard shot to the back and then finally as Sentinel's back arched a shot to the side of the face.::
LD: “Brody is wearing Sentinel out here.”
JC:“I think that attack before the bell really pissed him off.”
::Brody tossed the kendo stick into the crowd. Some lucky fan got a keepsake, then Brody pulled the steel chair toward the center of the ring. After a glance at where Sentinel was beginning to stir Brody readjusted the chair with his foot until it was where he wanted it. Then, Brody waited and watched as Sentinel began to climb back to his feet.
When Sentinel got back to his feet finally Brody ran to the ropes, leapt to the second rope and back flipped over Sentinel. As he roared over the monster he grabbed his head and ended up in a diving reverse DDT that drives the back of Sentinel's head into the steel chair Brody had positioned on the floor behind the monster.::
LD: “Holy Shit!”
JC:“I think our fans agree with you! Listen to them!”
::The fans were taking turns chanting “Holy Shit” and “UWA Rocks” Brody looked down at Sentinel and then over at Zachariah. The All American Night actually spit at Zachariah then turned and instead of pinning the Silent Destroyer he set up the table in the center of the ring. Brody leans down and pulls Sentinel to his feet and lays him on top of the table.
Sentinel shifted like he was getting off the table but Brody delivered three hard right hands that calmed the monster down. The camera picked up Brody taunting Sentinel as he laid there.
“Fitting your on your back. When were done here, Ima put Talon on her knees!”
Brody leaned down over the face of Sentinel as he said this and the Monster's eyes snapped open and he grabbed Brody by the throat. The look that Sentinel gives Brody is that of pure loathing. A mixture of equal parts rage and hate. Brody's eyes are wide as Sentinel's grip threatened to crush his throat.::
LD: “I think Brody just made another mistake.....”
JC:“ I like this kid....but when is he going to learn to leave that woman’s name out of it?”
LD: “He wouldn't be Broderick Montgomery if he did, now would he?”
JC:“And Sentinel wouldn't be Sentinel if he ignored it...yes I know.”
::Sentinel slid off the table and lifted Brody in the air and drilled him down to the mat with a huge one handed choke slam. Running on pure adrenaline Sentinel pulls Brody back to his feet by the hair and lets out one look of pure hate then lifts Brody in a vertical Suplex, drops him down onto his shoulders and power bombs The All American Nightmare straight through the table.::
LD: “I think Sentinel just broke Broderick clean in half!”
JC:“Look at the carnage! It's pure and utter destruction in that ring!”
LD: “I don't think Sentinel has anything left!”
::Sure enough, true to Lula's words Sentinel hit the Black Sunset and collapsed from the sheer amount of punishment. After almost a full minute he throws a arm over Brody's chest in the middle of the rubble and the referee slides into position.::
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LD: “Broderick kicked out! He kicked out!”
JC:“Brody kicked out of the Black Sunset!”
LD: “To be fair, he had time to recover. Sentinel has just taken to much punishment to take advantage quickly.”
::The referee begins his count as both men lay in the middle of the wreckage that was once a wresting ring. As the ref gets to six Sentinel begins to stir and Brody begins to crawl out of the destroyed left overs of the table.::
LD: “It comes down to who can capitalize here.”
JC:“We both know it will be Sentinel. No one can recover from that kind of destruction.”
::Sentinel shoves the remains of the table out of the ring and then pulls Brody up by the hair. Brody shoves Sentinel into the ropes, but the big man returns with a hard clothesline that Brody ducks. Sentinel turns, but Brody hits a beautiful standing back flip that kicks Sentinel square in the head.
Sentinel staggered back into the ropes, leaned back on then and the force made him stagger back out. Brody caught him coming in and cradled him in a fireman's carry. Brody launches Sentinel and catches him in the face with his knee as he fell.::
JC:“The Playboy's Play maker!”
LD: “He did it! I'll be damned!”
::Brody slides into position and the referee drops into the cover.::
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::The referee stands up and waves his hands NO.::
LD: “I think Sentinel kicked out!”
JC:“I heard the three count! This Referee needs to learn to do his job!”
::Brody stands up and backs the Referee into the corner sticking his finger in the referee's face. The referee tries to slid out of the corner but Brody grabs him by the side of the face and shoves him back into the corner. The referee points then to his shirt.::
LD: “I think the referee is telling him he will DQ him!”
JC:“Then he is a blind IDIOT who can't do his job! He cannot be DQ'ed.”
LD: “Sentinel is up!”
JC:“Turn around Champ! Turn around!”
::Sentinel rips Brody around by the shoulder, grabs him beneath the armpits and physically launches him into the air. Brody lands on Sentinel's shoulders where he gets power bombed to the mat. The referee rushes out of the corner and slides into the ring.::
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JC:“NO! That was the fastest count I have ever seen!”
LD: “Maybe he shouldn't have manhandled the referee!”
JC:“I bet Oliver is behind this!”
LD: “Oliver has done nothing at all to show he would do that...What is happening. The crowd seems to be reacting......”
JC:“Over here too....”
LD: “It's Nick Daniel's!”
JC:“It's Amber Valentine!”
JC & LD:“It's who?!”
::From the crowd the two came and jumped the barricade. One behind Aerynn and one behind Zachariah. Amber plants her hands directly into Aerynn's back and shoves, sending her face first into the ring hard so hard it flips Aerynn around in midair, just as she was shouting to warn Zachariah about Daniels behind him.
On the other side of the ring Daniels takes Zachariah by the hair and bulldogs him face first into the steel ring steps. The crowd is in shocked silence, not knowing whether to boo or cheer this strange pair and their actions.::
LD: “Nick Daniels and Amber just laid waste to Aerynn and Zachariah!”
JC:“And I don't think he's done.”
::Daniels slides into the ring and levels Sentinel with a hard clothesline as he was celebrating his win. With him down Daniels leans down and picks up a steel chair. As Sentinel began to climb to his feet Daniels levels him with a hard chair shot. Sentinel folds like the chair he was hit with, now bleeding from the punishment.
Daniel's lays the chair on Sentinel's head and then pulls Brody to his feet and then lifts him up into a torture rack position. Nick marches around the ring with Brody while Amber stands outside the ring cheering her man on.::
LD: “...He's not....”
JC:“I think he is! HOUSE OF 1000 DEATHS! OH MY GOD!”
LD: “I think Brody and Sentinel are both dead!”
::Nick Daniel's torture rack bomb crashed Brody down neck first on the chair which sat atop Sentinel, leaving both men motionless in the ring. Amber takes a microphone and slides into the ring with her man. The Arena is chanting for Nick as he lifted the microphone to his mouth.::
Nick Daniels: “I said it earlier. It wasn't either of these two idiots and it's sure as hell not that woman unconscious on the ground. Who is the Star of the show?”
LD: “I think he proved who the Alpha dog in UWA is.”
JC:“He said he would and he did.”
Nick Daniels: “I am the star of this show. I am the star of UWA and I WILL be the Unchained Wrestling Alliance World Heavyweight Champion after Tragic Engagement. Who is the star now?”
JC:“You are!”
LD: “He is a coward who sneak attacked three other competitors!”
:: Last Man Standing hits the PA System as the UWA logo flashed on the corner of the screen. Nick and Amber left the ring as Zachariah and Aerynn rolled into the ring and checked on Sentinel and Broderick, both of which were still motionless in the center of the ring.::