Tragic Engagement Streaming LIVE from Reno, Nevada!

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::Tickets to the event in Reno, Nevada sold out in two days. Word was spreading quickly through the IWC that UWA was putting on the best show in the business. Once the people had all filed into their seats the Tron above the ramp way came to life. Over the speaker system came the opening chords, not of Born to Rise, but of Breaking Benjamin's “What Lies Beneath”

“Take a breath
Hold it in
Fight a fight
you won't win.
Had enough?
Let's begin.
Never mind.
I don't care.”

As these words played through the speakers we see images of the last two Mayhem’s. Oliver setting up the four way and the qualifiers. Fabian Korantice assaulting Aerynn Donnelly and Aerynn in turn costing him his qualifier match.

“All in all
Your no good.
You don't cry like you should.
Let it go
if you could
When love dies
In the end.

So I'll find what lies beneath
your sick twisted smile.
As I lie underneath
your cold jaded eyes.
Now you turn the tide on me
Cuz your so unkind.
I will always be here
For the rest of my life!”

As the following was spoken over the PA system we see images of Broderick Montgomery and Jeszika Gautier in their various exploits. The video of Jeszika lying in bed with the sheet, and then a shot of Brody being kicked in the face in the tag team/handicap match and finishes with the two of them staring at one another with hate in their eyes.

“Here you go
does it hurt?
Say goodbye
to this world.
I will not
be undone.
Come to life
It gets worse.”

Nick Daniels is shown giving his speech at Mayhem and then three quick shots of Aerynn, Sentinel and Pauly qualifying followed lastly by Amber and Nick lying out Sentinel, Brody and Aerynn at the end of the last Mayhem. Sentinel, Aerynn and Pauly saying clearly I will not be undone and Nick telling them just wait, it gets worse.

“Don t carry me underneath
your the devil in disguise.
God sing for the hopeless
I'm the one you left behind

So I'll find what lies beneath
your sick twisted smile.
As I lie underneath
your cold jaded eyes.
Now you turn the tide on me
Cuz your so unkind.
I will always be here
For the rest of my life!”

The final words spoken as the four participants in the Main Event are shown, then a split second before the video package ends it shows a dark outline. Almost demonic in nature. Thick bodied with a long beard with it's head downcast and those in the audience swore they heard a gentle voice whisper from the darkness “I am always here....for the rest of your lives.”

After the video package airs the fans erupt in chants. Various names are being chanted, some are UWA Superstars and others are not. The camera shifts from the fans and their various signs to the two announcers who were all smiles.::

LD: “Welcome one, Welcome all! Tonight The Unchained Wrestling Alliance is proud to Present Tragic Engagement! And for the first time, we are streaming LIVE on UWA.com!”

JC: “Yes, indeed we are and what a night we have for you. Tonight, it all comes to an end. Tonight we answer the question. Tonight, The UWA World Champion gets crowned!”

LD: “Also tonight we have three new comers debuting when The Garbage Man, takes on Kaylyn James Evans and Vance Voltoro! Also The Cornbread Mafia takes on Sang Real, who want to avenge their loss to Katt Industries Special Services!”

JC: “Not to mention Jeszika Gautier takes on Donzing for a spot in the North American Championship match, and Broderick Montgomery takes on Matt Lennoxx!”

LD: “But for now, we have a camera in the back. Let's take a look!”

::The scene opens back up in a locker room in the back of the venue. There is a black and gold heavy bag hanging from the ceiling in the middle of the room. Sitting on a bench is Vance Voltoro looking like he is in a meditative state. Standing next to him is his manager George Riviera who is busy texting away on his phone. Vance seems to finish his meditation with a large exhale and opens his eyes. He stands up and smiles at his friend.::

JC: “This guy is a disgrace to the UWA. The first time we saw him he was being arrested.”

LD: “And he is working to turn his life around. I admire him and wish him the best!”

George: “You ready for this big fella? It is the night you’ve been waiting for.”

Vance: “Never been more ready for anything in my life Georgie. This is what I was put on this earth to do and I’m gonna prove it to the fans and management tonight. It is my time to shine and I’m gonna take advantage of it. Those two have no idea what they are in store for when I get into that ring.”

George: “That’s what I figured, just needed to hear it from you. You are gonna do great tonight. Go out there with confidence and no one will be able to stop you. Plus I will have your back if there is any funny business. I may be getting old but I can still handle my own. I was throwing guys your size around while you were still a gleam in you father’s eye.”

Vance: “I appreciate that Georgie. I could have never made it this far without you in my life. This first win is gonna be for the both of us.”

George: “So have you thought about what you are gonna do after this fight Vance? There is a whole roster of guys out there looking to do the same thing as you. It may be a good idea to focus on some goals for the long run.”

Vance: “Ya know Georgie I’ve been mulling that over the last little while. I was thinking about maybe going after Sentinel, Nick Daniels, or Brody… but I’ve decided against it for now. All these guys are fighting for the belt tonight and I’m just getting into my first match. I am gonna focus on one thing at a time here. Sure I’d love to be in the main even straight away but that isn’t to be. I’ve been working hard for years so I’ma just keep doing what I do. I’ll come in every day and give a hundred and ten percent and just wait for my shot, I’m not gonna try to push it with cheap tactics. The management will see what kind of skill I have. Then they will have no choice but to put me up there with the top contenders. Everyone is gonna pay to come see me fight, trust me.”

George: “I really respect that attitude fella. Most kids your age can’t keep their minds from racing and looking towards the big money and the fame. That is usually the downfall of young wrestlers. They see their idols holding the belts and getting the glory and don’t have the patience to work for it. They just want to get everything right away. There is something different with you though, if you weren’t so damn brain dead I may just call you wise beyond your years.”

Vance: “I may not have all the connections in my thinker anymore but I ain’t fuckin dumb Georgie. Just have troubles sometimes. Being in prison taught me the true meaning of having patience. Sitting in a damn cell for 23 hours a day when we were on lockdown will do that to a man. You learn not to worry about what the future holds, you worry about getting through that one fuckin day. At that point it is all that matters. Don’t think that I forgot what it is like George. I’ll never forget how that feels. It is in my fuckin blood.”

JC: “Can this guy string together a single setence without dropping the F-bomb?”

LD: “Can you go one match without being a pig? Yea, didn't think so.”

::George just nods his head and remains silent while Vance walks over to the heavy bag. He starts warming up with left and right combinations; starting slowly at first but progressively speeding up until his hands begin to look like a blur. He continues doing this for about a full minute and finishes with a thunderous uppercut. As this finishes there is a quiet knock at the door. Before Vance can walk over it slowly opens. Standing there smiling brightly is the most beautiful sight he has ever seen. Rebecca Stiletto is in a short black evening dress with high heels. She looks like she is ready for a night on the town and is wearing that bright red lipstick that Vance likes so much. He just stands there with his mouth open not able to speak.::

JC: “.....What is she doing with that Zero? Should come and be with a Hero.””

LD: “Told you. You couldn't.”

Rebecca: “Hey there guys, hope I’m not interrupting anything. I managed to get here on time and wanted to come and wish you good luck. Vance I’m so proud of you for making it this far hun! This gives everyone at group a lot of motivation to see someone being successful.”

Vance: “Holy hell Becca… you look freakin amazing. I wasn’t expecting to see you here tonight. This is great news. Just gives me another reason to go out there and kick some major ass.”

George: “Don’t let your little guy get you distracted big fella ha ha ha. There is only one thing you need to focus on tonight, and unfortunately it is not in a sexy little cocktail dress. No offense Rebecca.”

::George smiles sheepishly and lowers his gaze. There is another knock at the door and an attendant comes in to tell Vance that he has five minutes before his entrance.::

Vance: “Well it is time guys, there is no turning back now. Hey Becca, how would you like to come down to ringside and stand with Georgie? It would be great to have you by my side and I figure the fans might like it too.”

Rebecca: “That would be my pleasure baby, anything to help you win.”

::All of a sudden Vance hears the first line of Mo Murda start to play. They all look around at each other nervously, and without saying another word, walk out the door towards the crowd. As the camera follows him the camera finds Trenton waiting outside a locker room as a beautiful brown haired woman walks out.::

TP: "Joining me now is a new female in UWA, Ms. Kaylyn James Evans."

KJE: "You forgot that I am The Perfect Ten, but I will let that slide for now."

::Kaylyn stood there holding her purse with Jack, her chihuahua, still tucked inside of it. ::

TP: "Yes... you... are. Are you all ready for your debut tonight against The Garbage Man and Vance Voltoro?"

KJE: "Really Trent? You stop me on my way in the door... I don't even have time to let Jack out to breathe and you stand here asking me about how I feel regarding my debut? Let me fill you in on a little something here. I don't care about who I am stepping into the ring with... they are nothing but animals who need to be put down. I came from a high end company and now I am standing in this shithole known as.... what fucking company is this again?"

TP: "Unchained Wrestling Alliance."

KJE: "Yeah, that. I sm stuck here because I wanted to continue doing what I love to do... stepping into the ring and making statements. That is exactly what I plan to do tonight. Now whether you mind or not, this interview is over."

TP: "I hate to see her go, but I love to watch her leave. "

::The camera goes back to the announce table with Lula and Jason both looking a little offended.::

JC: “ If she doesn't like it here....she can leave.”

LD: “ We need talent like her Jason. Let's see what she brings to the table.”

Jamie Hensley: Jamie Hensley “Our opening match is a triple threat and scheduled for one fall.”

::The lights go out as the sound of a garbage truck blowing its horn two times as it blares through the PA system. The sounds of two man grabbing garbage cans being emptied in to the truck as the lights come on. Walking down with a closed aluminum garbage can, the music of Rammstein's Ich Will begans to play. Being booed by the crowd, he ignores them as looks down at the square circle. When he gets to the steps he sits his garbage can down and climbs over the top after climbing the steel steps.::

Jamie Hensley: “Introducing first. He hails from The Bronx, New York. He is Johnny “The Garbage Man” D’Angelo!!!!!!”

JC: “This man looks brutal. Be careful around him Lula.”

::The lights go off for a moment before a spot light comes on center stage.::

“Style and Grace
I'm never gonna be done.
Lean on in.
Now welcome to the Queendom.”

::The curtain's part and Kaylyn comes out from behind them with that big smirk on her face. She stops and poses on the stage with her little terrier, Jack, in her hand, as the paparazzi, who came out in the darkness, start going crazy snapping shots, before the lights came back on.::

“Look at that girl there, hips, lips hair.
Walks with a flair like she just don't care.
Nobody do her like she do her.
Self made, soul paid doing that curve.
She stop, dudes stare. Chicks do too.
Bouts so false never ever gonna lose.”

::Heading down the ramp she walked with a purpose. Head held high she kept smiling knowing she was the only one in the arena that mattered. At the bottom of the ramp she stopped and turned to the right, walking around the ring before heading up the far steps. Heading into the ring through the middle and top ropes, keeping a hold of her little pup.

Once in the ring she slowly walked around it, stopping here and there to laugh or smirk as she flicked her hair. Stopping she handed Jack out to one of the ring attendants before moving to the center of the rope and pulling off her long jacket pausing once it fell to the floor.::

“The Queendom, where the kings bow down.
Then relinquish your crown.
Y'all gonna hate me now.
I'll just turn that around and make you
Love me, love me, love me.”

::As the music died down Kaylyn moved to the corner and jumped up onto the top of the turnbuckle before laying across it as if she was bored waiting.::

Jamie Hensley: “Introducing next, wrestling out of Brooklyn, New York. She is Kaylyn James Evans!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

JC: “Good god....look at her....”

LD: “I’d be careful Jason. Looks like she could take your head off if you even tried anything”

JC: “You may be right, and for some reason I think Brody may beat me to it....”

Jamie Hensley: “And last but not least. He hails from Halifix, Nova Scotia. Vance Voltoro!!!!!!!!!!!”

::The lights dim down and Mo Murda starts to blare from the speakers. Out walks Vance at a slow pace. As he gets to the front of the ramp he raises his arms in mocking machine gun fire and pyro starts spraying. He slowly struts towards the ring, ignoring all the fans reaching out towards him.

As he reaches ringside he takes one step up onto the side and another giant step over the top ropes. Vance walks to the centre of the ring and does his trademark machine gun fire again. The giant man backs towards his corner staring down his opponents with complete confidence.::

LD: “Kaylyn better be careful in the ring with those two monsters.”

JC: “If needed I’ll protect her!”

LD: “Against those two?”

JC: “…………………”

LD: “Thought so.”

::The bell sounds and Kaylyn tried to hide in the corner. Vance makes her way towards her and she slides between his legs. As she gets to her feet, happy that she dodged that bullet, she is leveled out by a huge boot to the face from The Garbage Man.::

JC: “POOR BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!”

::Vance turns around as him and The Garbage Man come face to face. They sit there and begin to talk trash. Neither is making the first move, but as neither of them paid attention, Kaylyn has scurried away and climbed the top rope. She launches off and nails Vance in the back of the head with a missile dropkick, in turn taking down Johnny as well.::

LD: “You go girl!”

JC: “Yeah!”

::Kaylyn quickly scoops up Vance’s leg and goes for the quick cover.::

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Kickout!

::Vance easily tosses Kaylyn off him like nothing.::

LD: “She is going to have to do a lot more than that to keep these monsters down.”

::Kaylyn runs right back in and begins to unload on Vance with some hard kicks to his chest. Sadly one of her kick attempts is caught by Vance and a look of shock dawns upon her face. Vance makes it to his feet only to catch a hard right to the face from Johnny. Vance releases the grip from Kaylyn and she slithers away as the two monsters begin throwing fists back and forth at each other.::

JC: “Smart choice girl! Let these two wear each other down before you make your move!”

::Kaylyn once again climbs the ropes waiting for the two monsters to get close enough.::

LD: “I don’t know about smart move. Look at your girl about to leap off again!”

::And leap she does. She goes for a diving double knees to the shoulders of Johnny but he latches on and catches her. Another look of shock comes upon her face and Johnny’s as well. Vance has taken a few steps back and before anyone knows it levels Johnny with a vicious spear, also making Kaylyn drop to the mat like no other!::

JC: “Vance you’re hurting my girl!”

::Vance hooks Johnny’s legs and goes for the cover……::

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BROKEN-UP!

::Kaylyn crawls over just in time to break up the count. Vance shoots a look at Kaylyn as both get to their feet. Kaylyn puts her hands up ready for a fight and Vance just laughs but that quickly stops as Johnny comes from behind and drops Vance with an uppercut to the family jewels. Kaylyn jumps on this chance and bounces off the ropes and goes for a catapult on Johnny but she gets caught yet again.::

LD: “Your girl seems to be having some bad luck so far.”

JC: “What do you expect when she is in the ring with two guys like that?”

::With that being Johnny plants Kaylyn down with a power slam. He doesn’t go for the cover but goes over to Vance and lifts him to his feet. He hits him with a right, then a left.::

LD: “Johnny trying to wear down the other big man here.”

::Right,Left, right,left, ri-----Vance counters and starts hitting Johnny with lefts and rights of his own. He advances forward as Johnny takes steps back as he trips over Kaylyn as she gets up. He smacks his head off the mat and begins to roll around. Kaylyn looks over but is quickly scooped up by Vance. Vance goes for a power bomb but now she reverses and takes Vance down with a hurricanrana.::

JC: “This match is all over the place. Not one person getting the big advantage they need.”

::Vance rolls toward the corner and uses the ropes to pull himself up. Kaylyn's only real mistake was running at Voltoro and trying a splash, to which Vance grabbed her under the arms and tossed her over the top rope to crash to the floor.

With Kaylyn out of the ring Vance walks over to Johnny. Vance pulls Johnny up and shoves his head down between his legs then lifts for a power bomb.::

JC: “ Devastation!”

LD: “ Vance could win the battle of the debuts!”

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THREE!!!

Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner....VANCE VOLTORO!!!”

LD: “ Congratulations to Vance but Kaylyn gave him a run for his money!”

JC: “ Yea she did, maybe it was wrong about her.”

LD: “It seems that Aerynn Donnelly has requested a camera meet her in the back. I think she wants to get something off her chest.”

JC: “Hopefully it's her shirt.”

LD: “....I still surprises me how much of a pig you are.”

::The camera shifted from the pair of announcers, now bickering about whether or not Jason was a pig to the backstage area where Aerynn Donnelly was standing in the locker room with Brody. Aerynn was already ready for her match and Brody was taping up his wrists with his eyes down on the floor deep in thought.

Aerynn just watched Brody until the door of the locker room opened and Jeszika walked through the door. She was still in her street clothes and looked like a million dollars. The two drop dead gorgeous women locked eyes and while neither were openly hostile neither woman looked like they liked the other much.::

JC: “These two women together. Good lord above.”

Jeszika: “What is it Aerynn? You wanted to see me?”

Aerynn: “Aye, I wanted tae see ye both, actually.”

Brody: “....Aerynn, after the talk you and I had about focus....why would you want her and I in the same room together?”

JC: “He does have a point. She did tell him to focus.”

Aerynn: “Ye have been listenin' Brody, but tha more I think 'bout it.. tha more I think tha two o' ye have been through a lot taegether. Tha' horrible Tag Team Match. An' now, a date I hear tonight....”

Jeszika: “It's not a date.....”

LD: “Who are they kidding? It's a date, and I think it's adorable.”

Aerynn: “..A date tonight I hear. I jus'.. Couldna wait any longer.”

Brody: “...for what?”

Aerynn: ““I woulda shown ye both sooner, but I wanted tae put it all tae music.. My gift tae tha "happy couple".”

LD: “....the....happy....couple....”

::The Tron in the main room of the arena comes to life as Brody and Jeszika watch on their Monitor along with the live crowd. The video showed that of Brody and Jeszika kissing passionately both very clearly intoxicated and faint bells begin ringing as Bruno Mars “Marry you” plays over the video.

When the song talks about a little chapel the scene changes to the outside of a 24 hour chapel in Vegas and Brody's limo pulling up outside. Brody, Jeszika and Aerynn climb out of the car. Aerynn appears to be trying to talk them out of this but the two ignore her. Each taking another shot of Patron from the bar in the limo.::

Jeszika: “...what is this?!”

Brody: “.....”

LD: “.....It can't be.....”

JC: “NO!”

Jeszika: “....Oh my god....”

::The video continues to play over the music as Brody and Jeszika watch on in horror and Aerynn tries her best to hide her smirk. On the video a preacher dressed like Elvis speaks the words and the VERY drunk couple agrees and then kiss again as Aerynn looks on with a hand over her face in disgust. Both Brody and Jeszika are laughing without a care in the world as they exit the chapel leaving the signs paperwork behind.

Aerynn looks from the door to the paper, back to the door and slowly a smirk touches her lips and she grabs the paperwork and follows the two out. Something about the look on her face, like the fox in the hen house, said that tonight would be a hell of a night. The fans in the arena were cheering and laughing as the video ended.::

Jeszika: “....Oh god....oh god.....oh god....”

Brody: “It's fake.”

::Aerynn pulled out two photo copies of the signed contract and hands them to the two.::

Aerynn: “Those look fake tae ye?”

Jeszika: “You little bitch.....”

::Jeszika launches herself at Aerynn but Brody catches her around the waist and pulls her back. Aerynn offers the pair a grin.::

Aerynn: “Dinna let me interrupt ye, Mrs. Montgomery. I'll leave tha two o' ye tae t'ink 'bout all o' this. Yer little..”

::Aerynn made the air quotes with her fingers.::

Aerynn: ““..date.. Jus' got more interestin'.”

LD: “Jeszika needs to run now and run fast. That man is a leach and will drain her dry.”

JC: “I think he's more....wanting her to do the draining.”

LD: “Oh. My. GOD. You're a pig!”

JC: “It's a gift.”

::Aerynn left the room with a little laugh leaving Brody and Jeszika alone and shocked each holding a copy of this marriage license. Aerynn had gotten the reaction she wanted, that's what mattered. The camera stayed on the two a moment before fading out. The camera came back to the anouncers both of whom looked more then a little shocked.::

LD: “ ...Married....”

JC: “ ...Agreed.”

LD: “ Let's go down to Jamie to announce our next match and give us some time to compose ourselves.”

Jamie Hensley: “Introducing first, at a total combined weight of 462 pounds... the team of Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown... SANG REÁL!!!”

::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.::

::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.::

LD: “ These men have made an art out of telling us all how awesome their bloodlines are...”

JC: “ Hey, if you got it, flaunt it!”

Jamie Hensley: “And their opponents at a total combined weight of 397 pounds , Shawn Worley, Cameron Worley, the CORNBREAD MAFIA!!!”

::Molly Hatchet's “Cornbread Mafia” starts playing and the two young southern brothers, Cameron and Shawn Worley, walk out nodding their heads along. They make their way down to the ring, looking just as ready to party as they are to fight, which to them is almost the same thing anyway. They step into the ring, hooping and hollaring, ready to go with whatever they got tonight.::

LD: “ And here comes the other team currently being looked down upon by Sang Reál...”

JC: “ Makes you wonder if they'll be stupid enough to stand and fight with Connor Murphy!”

::The bell sounds and Shawn Worley marches out to meet Gabriel Krown. Thew two men lock-up in a collar and elbow tie-up before Krown takes Shawn over in a deep arm drag. Shawn hits hard and Krown stands up, shrugging as his partner, Connor Murphy, stands on the apron clapping at the display of superiority. Shawn walks back over and he and Krown lock-up again. Krown goes for an arm drag again but Shawn blocks it and turns into a reverse headlock like he's gonna try for a deathdrop ddt. Krown sits out of the hold and throws his legs up around Shawn's arm, looking for a cross armbreaker. Shawn turns in to block that and ends up in the mount position on top of Krown, his arm no longer hooked. Krown takes a front facelock and slips into the seated position with it.::

LD: “What is he gonna do with this here?”

JC: “ Whatever he damn well pleases!”

LD: “ Shawn Worley has done a pretty good job of stopping him from doing just whatever he feels like so far...”

JC: “ So Gabriel Krown is lulling him into a false sense of security... big deal, it just means he's got the uncouth little bastard exactly where he wants him!”

::Krown sits back and tries to convert to a guillotine. Shawn starts to get up and Krown spins to sweep the legs before leaning over and tagging in Connor Murphy. Murphy steps in and quickly drops a leg to the back of Shawn's head. Murphy mounts him and drives his forearm into the back of Shawn's head, grinding it down into the mat. He laughs as the crowd boos, standing up and stomping down on the back of Shawn's head before making a tag back to Krown. Sang Reál pull Shawn up to his feet and whip him off to the ropes. He rebounds off and they meet him coming in with double elbow smashes. Shawn goes down hard and they drag him up again. As they go to whip him off the ropes again, Cameron starts into the ring. Shawn rebounds off the ropes and ducks the double clotheslines attempt by Sang Reál. He goes back across the ring and Cameron catches Murphy and Krown with lariats of his own. They go down hard and Shawn reaches the ropes, jumps up to the middle rope and hits a moonsault onto Krown.::

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KICKOUT!!!

LD: “ And now here comes the chaos!”

JC: “ You condone that blatantly illegal maneuver by Cameron Worley, do you?"

LD: “ What? They cheated first?”

JC: “ They still had a count, what was his excuse?”

::Cameron Worley and Connor Murphy square off in the middle of the ring. Cameron drills Murphy and Murphy fires back. They trade shots, Cameron, Murphy, Cameron, Murphy, Cameron, Murphy, Cameron, Murphy, Cameron, Murphy, Cameron, Murphy, Cameron, Murphy. Cameron ducks the next shot and tackles Murphy through the ropes. The two men tumble off the apron and fall to the floor landing with a thud. Murphy rolls over on top and throws a couple of wild punches only for Cameron to roll and reverse so that he can fire a couple as well.::

LD: “ We're devolving into a fist fight here!”

JC: “ Definitely the right word to use when talking about the Worleys, devolving...”

::Cameron and Murphy both go after each other's eyes, pounding each other on the floor and drawing blood. Inside the ring, Gabriel Krown trades a couple of shots with Shawn Worley before kicking Shawn in the gut and hitting a ddt in the middle of the ring. Krown covers, hooking the leg.::

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TWO




KICKOUT!!!

::Krown glances over in time to see Cameron and Murphy get to their feet on the floor. Murphy bounces Cameron's head off the railing and then goes for a big clothesline. Cameron ducks it and hits an elbow that staggers Murphy. The two stagger away from the railing with Cameron running Murphy head first into the ring post. Murphy staggers back, blood running down his face with the equally bloody Cameron right after him. Krown gets up and runs for the ropes, leaping over and hitting a topé con hilo onto both men on the floor, smashing all three of them violently down to the concrete.::

Crowd: “HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!”

::Shawn Worley staggers up and watches as his brother, Krown and Murphy all stagger up, Krown having busted himself open when he crashed down just now. Shawn runs to the ropes, leaps up and snaps off as shooting star plancha onto Krown on the floor, hammering him into the steel guardrail in the process.::

Crowd: “UWA!!! UWA!!! UWA!!! UWA!!! UWA!!! UWA!!! UWA!!! UWA!!!”

::Cameron and Murphy slowly climb onto the apron and start trading shots again. As Murphy starts to win this exchange, Cameron grabs him and hits a side effect off the apron to the floor. Shawn staggers up and runs Krown back into the ring, following in under the bottom rope to make sure nobody gets counted out. Shawn climbs to the top rope and leaps off looking for a tornado ddt. Krown catches him, and reverses into a bridging northern lights suplex.::

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TWO




KICKOUT!

::Cameron climbs up onto the apron near his corner and reaches out. Shawn makes the tag and Cameron runs in, spearing Krown to the mat. He hooks the leg and listens as the crowd counts along.::

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TWO




SHOULDER UP!!!

LD: “ Good Lord, that was close!”

JC: “ Yeah, but this ain't horse shoes or hand grenades so it don't really matter!”

::Krown gets the shoulder up and Cameron leans back on his knees. Cameron pulls Krown back to his feet but Krown reaches up and blatntly racks the eyes. When the referee comes over to check on Cameron Krown wrestles his way between the two. As the ref is waring Krown, he brings a leg up and low blows Cameron as hard as he can. Once the low blow was finished Krown gets out of the way for the referee then slides into the pin.::

LD: “It can't end like this!"

JC: “Like what? I didn't see anything."


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THREE!!

Jamie Hensley: “Your winners....SANG REAL!"

LD: “This is unbelievable! They stole this victory!"

JC: “They won fair and square!"

LD: “They cheated and we all know it and i think The Mafia may have something to say about it."

::As Sang Real is still celebrating in the ring to the disdain and hate of the crowd. Suddenly “Reqium” starts to lag and freeze until it stops and then the lights go all out of the arena, naturally the crowd starts to cheers and clap as he arena is launched into darkness until “Sky-Fi” by Asian Antics hits on the PA system. As the classic oriental music is playing the lights are slowly coming back on as a red dimer light is lighting up the arena. About 20 seconds later the Dubstep part of the song hits, and arena is still rather dark but some white and red flashing lights hit the arena as there is a single spotlight lighting up the entrance stage. A Girl dressed in black and red is standing still on the stage and looking in the crowd, the girl looks rather cheerful, she take 3 or 4 steps before being joined on stage by 2 other man, both of them wearing different kind of mask. The larger man is wearing a Japanese Lucha Libre mask and is holding in his hand a large Japan flag. The other man a little smaller is wearing a full face mask and is holding a large Japanese Rising Sun flag. Both man standing on each side of the girl, the trio then start making there way to the ring to the cheers of the crowd. As they enter the ring Sang Real jump out of the ring and stay on the outside looking in the ring. Both man insert there flag in 2 corners of the ring. The flag standing because of the turnbuckle. They all ask for microphone, the man wearing the full face mask looks like the one who will be talking first. ::

JC: “Who are these two jumping beans?”

LD: “.....good lord, if your going to be a racist prick, atleast get your stereotypes right!”

JC: “......She's nice to look at however!”

LD: “.....Oi Vey.....”

Tatsuo Hayashida : “Kon'nichiwa ! Anata wa watashitachi no keikoku o shirimashita ka... Did you hear our warning people. It was said that there was gonna be a major glitch in the continuity of time, The lag would create a tear a tear in which the flag of Japan would rise in the UWA and then a new Dynasty would be born. My name is Tatsuo Hayashida, which can roughly translate to ''Dragon Man'' or ''Imperial Man''. The World froze as there was a new major error in the system, and that error is us. We had not been calculated into the equation but we have decided to addition our self in.”

::The larger man behind is shaking is head from left to right before he starts to talk also::

Yuudai Takashima : “What are you saying ? People, People please accept my apologies for his weird behavior he had a rather traumatizing childhood. The Dynasty has arrived ... in RENO, NEVADA !”

JC: “Can they play up to this crowd anymore?”

LD: “They are happy to be in Reno!”

JC: “Who the hell is ever happy to be in reno?!”

::Yuudai takes a pose and look in the crowd as he is appreciating the cheers received from his cheap pop::

Yuudai Takashima : “And we are here to save you people from the boringness of Sang Real and the Cornbread Mafia. We are here to give you people what you want, and what you deserve RENO ! Entertainment and the .. quote : Greatest Professional Wrestling team in the world, The Rising Sun Dynasty ! And yes .. that quote is from me. ME ! Yuudai Takashima, my name translate to Large Hero ! Look at that body oh boy, oh boy was my name chose right ! Watashi ga mite, tanjun ni subarashī amu!”

::As Yuudai takes a pleasure to flex his muscle from the crowd, The girl then take her microphone closer to her mouth as she is still looking over at Yuudai::

Akane Fukunaga : “My name is Akane Fukunaga, translation ''brilliant red''. Don't get us wrong tho you other team backstage, we are here for the same reason you are. Gōrudo, the gold. We want the World Tag Team Championship, and we understand those title are still vacant, so we are here tonight to show our interest in competing for the World Title belts. You are about to witness Japan's greatest Export!”

::At the sound of that Yuudai finally stopped flexing and very quickly walked over to stand super close to Akane.::

Yuudai Takashima : “... Well they do have Anime here also. You know Funimation is dubbing it ! So i guess we are the second greatest export from japan!”

::Akane smiled and shook her head back and forth while looking at the crowd.::

Akane Fukunaga : “Nice way to destroy that intimidating promo you know ! Orokana ! .. Anyways, so you are gonna witness Japan's Second Greatest export since the Anime ! I Guess that is better Yuudai ! Those championship belts are not gonna stay vacant for long and that is a promise. We are not gonna let anyone lay a hand on those championship, Korera no beruto wa watashitachi no monodearu!”

::Tatsuo still did not move since completing his intro promo, he is looking at the others having fun and messing around and he is not moving an inch. As Akane finishes her part of the promo, Tatsuo walk over to the corner and grab the Rising Sun flag, and waits for the others so he can leave the ring.::

Yuudai Takashima : “Yeah we are gonna kick ass ! GATSUN !”

::”Sky-Fi “ by Asian Antics hits on the PA System, Yuudai is now all hype and start jumping around and leave the ring and start shaking hands with the fans sitting closer to the barricade. Akane laugh while getting out of the ring, she turn around and look at Sang Real that were still ringside this whole time. She laugh again and walk closer to Tatsuo wo is simply making his way up the ramp. Yuudai rush back in the ring to grab the Japanese Flag and run back flag in hand to the others who are now standing on the stage facing the ring. The lights go out again as there song start's to lag and freeze, the song then comes to an abrupt end and the lights comes back on and the Rising Sun Dynasty is no longer on the stage.::

LD: “I think these two put the UWA on notice. The Tag Team Division is about to change!”

JC: “....And no one cares.”

LD: “What if they were all women?”

JC: “Then people would care.”

LD: “......Pig.”

::The camera shifted from ringside to the parking area of the arena and two security guards sitting behind the desk in a small security room. One second the parking lot was empty and the next men and women seemed to come from everywhere. From around corners, from behind cars and from the shadows. More then a dozen of them all wearing black prison style uniforms with no sleeves.

They had various styles of hair, except all the men were buzz cut and they all had burns in various stages of healing on their arms, faces and necks. Every one of them had a strange vacant expression of the eyes and a creepy smile on their mouths.

As one they came toward and stopped just shy of the startled and more then a little leary security. Then one man stepped forward and approached the window to the security office. When he reached the window he stopped and stood with his head to one side and his eyes dancing with madness.::

Security guard: “....Can we help you?”

Man: “....We have something for Oliver Georgio.”

Security: “Do you have an appointment? Or a ticket to the show?”

Man: “....No.”

Security: “Then we can't let you in. I'm sorry.”

Man: “....We never said we wanted in...but even if we wanted to get in you could not stop us.”

Security: “You don't think we could stop you huh?”

Man: “If Father wanted us inside....we would simply make you let us in. You do not stand in the way of Father's will.”

::What truly turned the security guard back was that the man spoke with a complete lack of emotion. Almost a robotic voice, but one that could be heard was not faked. It wasn't like someone trying to talk robotic, it was just completely devoid of any and all emotion. Empty and cold and truth be told, it gave the poor security guard the creeps.::

Security: “....What do you have for Oliver?”

Man: “Simply this.”

::The man held out a manilla envelope to the security officer. Once the guard took it the men turned and rejoined the others and they disappeared as quickly as they appeared. Into the shadows, around corners and behind vans. One second they were walking and the next, simply gone. The camera stayed on the security guard as he shivered with a chill and then went back to the anouner table.::

LD: “ ....The hell was that?!”

JC: “ ....Excaped criminals?”

LD: “ At a wrestling show? Come on!”

JC: “ Well, the show must go on.”

::As “Determined” by Mudvayne plays over the arena, Donzig makes his way to the ring, climbing through the ropes to the jeers and boos of the crowd. He stands in the middle of the ring with his arm in the air and the crowd jeering. Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown, Sang Réal, are now at the announce table, having taken it over.::

Jamie Hensley: “The following is a North American Championship Triple Threat Match Qualifier. Currently in the ring, he is from Pittsburg, Pennsylvania and weighs in at 230 pounds…Donzig!”

Murphy: "Here is the most nicknamed man in UWA today. “Mr. This” and “Mr. That” and “Former This” and “Former That”. Man collects nicknames.”

Krown: “Donzig of course named for absolutely nothing but I assume the mafia title and his favorite part of zigzag, or the letters he had list time he played Scrabble.”

::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.::

"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"

Jamie Hensley: “And his opponent, hailing from New Orleans, Louisiana, and weighing 190 pounds…Jeszika Gautier!”

::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.::

Krown: “So her name is spelled G-a-u-t-i-e-r, but pronounced GO-shay. How does she get those sounds out of that spelling?”

Murphy: “I blame the French.”

Krown: “Makes sense. Our name is French, but it sounds like it is spelled.”

"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"

::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.::

Murphy: “It’s one thing to taunt the men. It is another thing to be a lesbian and do it.”

Krown: “She’s a lesbian?”

Murphy: “Trust me, I can tell these things.”

::The referee signals for the bell. Jeszika and Donzig lock up, which ends up with Donzig gaining an early advantage by nailing a short-arm clothesline. He pulls Jes off the mat and takes her down with another short-arm clothesline.::

Murphy: “That’s “the Once and Future Undisputed British Champion” there, despite being American.”

Krown: “Like anyone in Pittsburg knows where Britain is?”

::Jeszika manages to get to a standing position and manages to slow down “the Hardcore Incarnate” with a few kicks to the knees and then one of the side, knocking him into the ropes. She connects with a dropkick, knocking Donzig to the mat and goes for a standing double stomp, right to Donzig’s midsection.::

Murphy: “If there is a lesson here, it is that women will stomp on you.”

Krown: “You’d think that a guy who prides himself on being hardcore and from a working class city like Pittsburg could just walk into the ring, backhand a woman half his size and that’d be that. Shame what is happening to blue collared slobs these days.”

::Donzig takes this moment to roll out of the ring to catch his breath and analyze his approach to Jeszika. The referee says something, but has to turn away from the man formerly known as “Mr. Tuesday Night” and stop Jes from yelling at Donzig. Not really wanting to wait, Jeszika pulls herself over the ropes and connects with a crossbody, taking Donzig down. She rolls off him and throws her arms in the air. She turns and hefts Donzig up, but he manages to counter and slam her against the ring, right against her lower back and throws her back into the ring. Donzig sends her towards the stairs. Jes manages to reverse it, but somehow, “the Hardcore Incarnate” manages reverse it again, sending her crashing into the stairs.::

Krown: “So is he an American that likes to destroy or a destroyer of Americans or wants to destroy America? And if he is a destroyer of Americans, does that mean he is cool with foreigners?”

Murphy: “I am sort of wondering about the “Former Mr. Tuesday Night” thing, and why Tuesday? No one likes Tuesday.”

::Donzig rolls her into the ring, but before Jes can get to her feet, he pulls her into a DDT and hooks the leg for a cover. Jes is able to kick out at the count of two. Donzig follows with an elbow drop and hooks the leg again. Jeszika kicks out again on two.::

Murphy: “Two people, competing for a shot to get a shot at yet another North American Championship.”

Krown: “You usually see United States or North American Championship and a Television Championship these days. You hardly find anything Intercontinental, European or something like that.”

::Looking at the referee like he had expected that to end it, Donzig slaps his hands to try and demonstrate for how to count a three. He pulls Jeszika off the mat and shoves her between his legs, hoisting her up for the Second Impact.::

Murphy: “Closest she’s been to that region of a man in years.”

::However, as he hoists her up, Jeszika starts to fight her way out, trying for a hurricanrana, but unable to get it as Donzig backs up against the ropes and manages to dump Jeszika over the top rope and onto the apron. He takes a few steps away and Jeszika manages to pick herself up.::

Krown: “A the savage ballet that is pro-wrestling. What this is however, I have no idea.”

::Just as Jeszika gets to a standing position, she is violent thrown to the arena floor as Donzig nails a gore, launching her to the floor. He smiles as he hangs halfway out of the ring. Jeszika lays sprawled out on the floor. Smiling, Donzig pushes himself back into the ring, and goes to sit in the corner as he awaits his victory.::

1…

Krown: “Oh she dead. He done went and killed her. She dead.”

2…

3…

4…

::To Donzig and the crowd’s surprise, Jeszika starts moving, picking herself up.::

5…

Krown: “Huh, guess she ain’t dead.”

::The crowd begins to cheer their encouragement as Jeszika struggles to get back into the ring.::

6…

7…

8…

9…

::At the last second and with a last burst of speed, Jeszika manages to slide herself back into the ring as the crowd cheers her resilience and will to stay in this match. Donzig questions the referee, who is signaling that it is NOT a count out, and that somehow, someway, Jeszika made her way back into the ring and starts to pull herself to her feet.::

Murphy: “Amazing that with a weight advantage of 40 pounds and a history of ruthlessness and violence, Donzig has yet to knock Jeszika out.”

Krown: “I know right? One good punch to the jaw ought to shut her up or keep her down.”

::Donzig, however, has no intention of giving her any chance to recover as he goes right back to the attack. Jeszika goes for a kick, only to get her foot caught by “the Greatness”. Unfortunately, Jeszika connects with an enziguri, dropping “the American Destroyer”, and follows with a standing moonsault, quickly hooking the leg for a pin.::

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TWO




KICKOUT!


::Donzig kicks out on two and a half, taken by surprise by his opponent’s sudden burst of attacks.::

Krown: “In hindsight, probably should have just pinned her after that gore.”

Murphy: “Not a thinking man’s wrestler.”

::Not wanting to lose any momentum she has, Jeszika continues her attack, picking her opponent up off the mat and shooting him to the ropes. She goes in for a dropkick, but unfortunately for her, Donzig manages to stop himself on the ropes. Jes lands on her back, giving Donzig a moment to try locking on the Pittsburg Cloverleaf.::

Murphy: “Donzig of course trains by picking fights with the Amish.”

Krown: “If he was going to name a move after his hometown, could he at least have made something up? We at least inherited our moves.”

::Jeszika struggles as Donzig starts to get her over onto her stomach. She reaches for the ropes as she is turned, her fingers brushing the bottom rope.::

Murphy: “Never doubt the finger strength of a lesbian.”

::Reaching with all her might, Jeszika manages to get her hand on the bottom rope, however, Donzig refuses to release the hold. The referee starts counting and as soon as he hits four.::

Murphy: “What did I tell you?”

::Grabbing Jeszika up off the mat, Donzig goes for a DDT, but Jes manages to hang on to the ropes, causing Donzig to drop down. As he gets to his feet, Jes blasts him with a roundhouse kick to the head. She drops down, going for a cover.::

ONE




TWO




KICKOUT!

::The referee stops when he realizes Donzig’s leg is under the bottom rope. Jeszika looks a bit disappointed as manages to get back to her feet and tries to recover, shaking her head to clear out the cobwebs. Donzig pulls himself to his feet, leaning on the rope, before bouncing off and going for the Recton Punch. Jes manages to duck the punch and connect with a side Russian leg sweep.::

Krown: “Sad day for a working class town like Pittsburg when one of its own can’t land a punch on some girl’s face.”

::Jeszika slowly starts to get to her feet, as does Donzig, who blasts her with a Lou Thez press, hammering away at her and then going for a pin.::

Krown: “There we go, making Pittsburg proud.”

ONE

Murphy: “Well as proud as Pittsburg can be. It is Pittsburg after all.”

TWO

::Right as the referee is about to count the three, Jeszika gets her shoulder up. Donzig picks himself up to a standing position, waiting for his opponent to rise, waiting to end this. Jeszika slowly pulls herself to her feet, getting met by a kick to the midsection by Donzig, who pulls her into a stunner.::

Krown: “Is he done yet? Seriously, with his size and strength, he really should have been able to put her down by now.”

Murphy: “I know. She’s tougher than he is.”

::Before Donzig is able to finish Jeszika with a stunner, she manages to push him off, sending him a few steps forward. Turning back, Donzig walks right into a hurricanrana from out of nowhere. Jeszika rolls through, hooking a leg, while Donzig flails the other.::

ONE




TWO




THREE!!

Murphy: “Huh, you would have expected a guy named “Hardcore Incarnate” to have won that one.”

Krown: “I know right?”

::Donzig manages to kick out, but it is too late as the referee counts the three. Jeszika rolls out of the ring and throws her arms into the air as the referee signals for the bell. Donzig looks shocked. The referee heads to the outside, raising Jeszika’s arm.::

Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner…Jeszika Gautier!”

::As "Watch me" By Icon for Hire begins to play, Donzig sits in the ring looking rather pissed off. Jeszika makes her way to the back, throwing an arm up in victory again. Sang Réal leave the announce table, allowing Lula Davidson and Jason Chase to reclaim the position.::

LD: “An impressive win by a resilient Jeszika Gautier, overcoming the strength and ruthlessness of Donzig to score a spot in the North American Championship Triple Threat Match.”

JC: “ She got lucky is all.”

::With Jeszika celebrating her win the camera shifts to a shot of Oliver is sitting behind his desk and enjoying the show to this point when the door to his office opens and Samuel walks into the room. The large frame of Samuel is covered in a beautiful black suit and purple tie with his hair tied back into a pony tail. When Oliver looks up from the monitor to Samuel he smiles.::

Oliver: “What's going on Sam?”

Samuel: “This was dropped off at the security desk in the parking lot.”

::Samuel held out a large manilla envelope. Oliver took it and gently opened it and pulled out a single strip of paper. On that paper was drawn a single image. The image of a human but with one angel wing on the left and one demon wing on the left. One side of the head had a halo and the other had a horn. Half angel and half demon.::

Oliver: “....What in the hell is this?”

Samuel: “....It looks like some kind of monster.”

Oliver: “Half angel and half demon. Who would send this?”

Samuel: “I don't know Sir. Security said it was a man with a buzz cut in what looked like a prison uniform.”

Oliver: “....What does it mean?”

Samuel: “....If I may?”

Oliver: “...Of course.”

Samuel: “....According to some myths Sir. During the revolution in Heaven some angels gave themselves to the angels who became the first demons. The offspring of these angels were called the Nephilim. It was said they would tip the balance.”

::Oliver turned over the envelope and a small card fell from inside onto his desk. On the front it had the same logo. Oliver reached down and picked it up. When he turned it over, on the back read.::

“We are The Children of Nephilim. We are coming. We demand a cleansing.”

Oliver: “....What the hell?”

::The camera stayed on the strange card until fading back to the arena and the announce table.::

LD: “.....Yea. That's not creepy.”

JC: “Nothing we can do about it now. What's next? Next up tonight, fans, we have two impressive talents going head-to-head!"

LD: “ "Oh, they're impressive...but they're also arrogant."

JC: "Arrogance comes with being great, Lula. It's just part of their manly swagger."

LD: “Well it's a part I could do without, thank you very much."

Jamie Hensley: "The following contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, from Baltimore, Maryland and weighing in at 220 pounds...The Incredible One...MATT LENNOX!"

::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 as 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 their opponent.::

LD: “See? Cocky! Just ignoring the fans like that!"

JC: "That may be, but just take a good look at him. I bet you wouldn't kick him outta your bed."

LD: “..."

Jamie Hensley: "And introducing his opponent, from Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at 225 pounds...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 freakshow 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 Donnelly 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."

::The two of them walk down the rampway 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!"

LD: “I'll give Brody this much: he looks more motivated than I've seen him before. More energy. Think Aerynn's pep talk had an effect?"

JC: "I think he's just tired of getting pissed on by everyone, including the boss-man. That'd get under anyone's skin."

LD: “Lennox doesn't appear to be taking him too seriously. Is he honestly taking a call right now?"

::Sure looks that way. The referee calls for the bell and Lennox either doesn't hear it or doesn't pay attention. Even Aerynn, who has little love for her employer, seems a bit annoyed. Broderick, though, is a little amused. Lamar isn't paying attention, Matt isn't paying attention...so he walks up behind Lennox and taps him on the shoulder with two fingers. Brushed off, Brody smirks and does it again but more firmly this time. Lennox finally tosses the phone and whips around to bark a 'What?!' at his interruptor. There's an 'oh, balls' moment when he realizes that the match has started and Brody lets it soak in a second before decking Lennox with a forearm to the jaw!::

LD: “What a blow by Broderick Montgomery! I think he rattled Matt's molars!"

JC: "You were right for once: he's ultra-motivated tonight! Lennox's chest is already beet-red from a series of wicked chops!"

::The fans can't even keep their whooo-ing going in time with Brody's series of chops, broken up only when Lennox shoves him back forcefully, trying to get breathing room. Brody rolls back up to his feet and nails a leaping forearm, grabbing Lennox by the arm and whipping him hard into the far turnbuckles. Lennox recoils out of the corner in pain and takes a wicked dropsault from Brody that leaves him flat on his back. Brody pounces on him for a pin attempt...::




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KICKOUT!


::...and Lennox kicks out just after two, rolling out of the ring and conferring with Lamar briefly. Brody storms toward that side of the ring and Lennox grabs him by the ankles, yanking him out of the ring under the bottom rope and throwing a few bombs at his skull. Hurling Brody into the ringside barricade, Matt rolls back into the ring and exhorts the referee angrily to start counting.::

"ONE


TWO


THREE


FOUR"

LD: “Broderick is back in at five and Lennox isn't even giving him room to breathe! He's stomping away at the All-American Nightmare ruthlessly!"

JC: "That first minute of ass-whipping must have woke Lennox up! Now he's showing the world how he got his nickname!"

::Lennox pulls Brody up and clamps on a waistlock before hurling Brody over his head and to the mat with a picture-perfect belly-to-belly suplex before turning to the crowd and yelling 'THAT'S incredible!' and flexing his muscles. Brody is shaking it off slowly, getting back to his feet as Lennox turns. A charge ends with Lennox elevated over the top rope though he lands on his feet on the apron, grabbing Brody by the hair. A back elbow dislodges that grip and a modified Ace crusher hangs up the taller Lennox on the top strand. A jumping twisting enzuigiri from Broderick, though, sends him to the floor.

The fans seem to be backing Brody tonight and a few stomps get them reciprocating as he rebounds off the ropes and dives through the top and middle to drive an elbow to the Incredible One's face! Knocked into the ringside wall, Lennox slumps to the ground as Brody slaps his own chest. Lamar looks like he wants to try and take a cheap shot for his charge but Aerynn spots him and he retreats quickly under her glare.::

JC: "I wouldn't mess with either of them, Lamar!"

LD: “He's got a fire lit under him tonight and Aerynn seems...pleased about it, I guess?"

JC: "She should be happy she even has a job under the guy, but since she did kind of give him a push..."

::Lennox has his head banged off the ring apron before he's rolled in, pulled up to his feet afterward. Brody hits the ropes, sliding between Matt's legs when he throws a sloppy clothesline and catching him with the Money Clip as he turns. Another clothesline follows but the third time isn't the charm...at least not for Broderick. Lennox hangs him up on the top rope and delivers a kick to the midsection and a spinebuster, creating some distance.::

LD: “Lennox has an opening here, but can he make the most of it? Time for him to show that he's got a brain to go with all those pretty muscles!"

JC: "Seriously, Lula...stop swooning."

LD: “Oh, you can leer at the women but I can't enjoy the eye candy for my people? How is THAT fair?!"

::Coming up fighting, Brody bullies the larger Matt into the corner, forcing the Incredible One to cover up. An opportune rake of the eyes give Lennox the opening he needs and he quickly takes the fight back to Broderick, starting with a Snake Eyes-type maneuver that drops Brody face-first on the top turnbuckle. As he's reeling, Lennox sends him back in with a dropkick and on that recoil he utilizes ANOTHER belly-to-belly suplex to toss Brody all the way past the middle of the ring!::

JC: "Lennox is making a comeback here! And he'd better, cause who wants to be beaten by a guy who got drilled by three or four women?!"

::Rather than taunting, Lennox presses the attack and delivers stomps and a few knees to the back of Brody. A tight chinlock exacerbated by a knee being pressed into the All-American Nightmare's spine has Brody groaning in pain and reaching for the ropes. Matt yanks back as hard as he can, keeping Brody just an inch away before a final lunge has Brody reaching the ropes. He elbows his way out of Matt's grip after a few shots but a hard knee and a sidewalk slam puts him right back down. The fans are booing the hell out of Lennox and, perhaps to spite them for daring to cheer Brody, he drags him mid-ring and clamps on a camel clutch!::

JC: "What better way to deal with someone using Brody's style than by creasing their spine? Lennox is living up to that moniker of his! Even Lamar is snapping some pictures, no doubt for some Hollywood agents!"

LD: “Ouch...the body just wasn't mean to bend that way! Brody's face is as red as Matt's chest was after all those chops!"

JC: "Loss number three, anyone? You know, if this were the UFC, Brody would be fired if he lost here."

::Montgomery manages to work one arm off of Matt's leg after some fighting but his attempts to move the other arm off and perhaps slip out are stymied when Matt smashes his body into Brody's back. He grabs Brody by the heat and rakes his boot laces across the side of the man's face. Following up with a backbreaker, Lennox covers Brody.::


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KICKOUT!


LD: “Brody gets the shoulder up, but that was close."

::Sensing perhaps the end is near, Lennox appears to be setting up for the Incredible Lock. Brody fights his way out of the bigger man's grip and kicks him away, hurriedly getting back to his feet. A big boot barely misses Brody who flips back after ducking the attempt and cracks Lennox with Money Talks! Both men are down for a few seconds before showing signs of life. Aerynn is even trying to will Brody back into it, pounding on the apron and yelling at him from his corner. Lennox is up first, missing a clothesline and eating a T-bone suplex for his trouble. Brody almost hits a spear after that but has to catch himself before slamming shoulder-first into the ringpost when Lennox evades. Lennox hoists Brody up onto his shoulders with a smirk...::

JC: "Grand theft wrestling move, coming up!"

LD: “Not so fast, Jason! Brody is elbowing his way out of this...and sends Lennox to the mat with a hurricanrana!"

::Lennox is the one charging this time and ends up on Brody's shoulders! He rakes the eyes to get down and goes for a German suplex...but Brody lands on his feet! A uranage transitions right into the Hostile Takeover and Brody has it locked in center-ring!::

LD: “Now let's see if Lennox is incredible enough to break out of this hold!"

JC: "Even with those long legs he's WAY far from the ropes! Brody might snap his losing streak here at Tragic Engagement!"

::He puts up a good fight, does Matt...but in the end he has no choice but to tap! The referee calls for the belt and, just to make sure the message gets through, Brody holds on for another second or two before letting go.::

Jamie Hensley: "Ladies and gentlemen, your winner...BRODERICK MONTGOMERY III!"

JC: "Well, how about that..."

::Aerynn joins Brody in the ring but keeps back as the referee raises his arm into the air in victory.::

LD: “I'm impressed. Now I want to see him keep this going. He proved that he can win without any bullcrap."

JC: "'Bullcrap'? Seriously, Lula, this is pay-per-view. And I don't think your mom's around wielding a bar of soap or anything!"

::The All-American Nightmare savors his victory mid-ring under a mix of boos and cheers before motioning with Aerynn and the two exit the ring and disappear through the curtain. On the other side of the curtain waited Maria Zalis.::

Maria: “Brody. You have finally broken your losing streak and have won your first match in UWA. Rumor has it you were given advice by your bodyguard. How much did it have to factor into your win tonight?”

Brody: “....I hate to give her credit....but she did give me some good advice. I think it factored in heavily.”

Maria: “And with this rumored date with Jeszika tonight, and now this marriage thing. Do you think your womanizing days are over?”

::Brody shot Aerynn a irritated look but Aerynn only smiled smugly but when Brody looked back at Maria he was ready to answer.::

JC: “ That look says it all Lula. Brody is still pissed.”

LD: “ Wouldn't you be if you found out suddenly your married without any memory of it.”

JC: “ And no memory of a Prenup!”

LD: “ ....Of course it comes down to that to you.”

Brody: “ ....Jeszika and I will have to discuss that like two adults.”

Maria: “Fair enough. How, during his war of words with Aerynn this week. Sentinel made it very clear that you are the only person on the roster whose earned his respect. Thoughts?”

Brody: “....Seriously? Fine, you want my thoughts on that. I am the President and C.E.O. Of a fortune five hundred company. I make more money in a year then Sentinel will make in his entire career. I may joke and take shots during the videos, but I have slept with women who would make Talon look like a bucket of warm moose piss.

And you ask me why I think about it? What would the respect of a retard without a helmet matter to me? Some idiot who excelled in lesser locations with lesser talent and now tries to brag about him being the best.”

JC: “ ...Warm....moose.....Piss....”

LD: “ I know it's so....”

JC: “ Hilarious!”

LD: “ ....Disrespectful was what I was going to say.”

Maria: “ And what would you say to Sentinel right now?”

Brody: “Focus on Aerynn. And for the love of god get a speech therapist or something. Blood was bad enough....but your woman has a voice made for silent movies man. His respect mean's jack shit to me. I know two three for to be fact.

One. I am the single most talented competitor in this company.

And Two. Without that fast count, Sentinel wouldn't even be in this Main Event.”

LD: “ Problem is, Sentinel IS in this main event and Brody isn't.”

JC: “ And how Oliver not had it out for him, he'd be in that match. We all know it.”

::Brody then left Maria standing with Aerynn walking along behind him. The camera stayed on the two walking for a moment and then shifted back to the announcers desk.::

LD: “Ah yes....And here it is ladies and gentlemen. It is time to crown the FIRST UWA World Wrestling Champion!”

JC: “Pauly Verses Aerynn Donnelly Verse Sentinel Verse Nick Daniels.....i don't know why they don't just hand the title to Nick Daniels already.”

LD: “Can you be any deeper in his ass?”

JC: “Can you be any deeper up the Irish twin's asses? Thought not.”

Jamie Hensley: “This match is your Main Event and is for the UWA World Wrestling Championship. Introducing first from Belfast, Ireland. Weighting In at Two hundred and Forty-Five pounds. He is the 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!"

::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: “Let's face it. Pauly shouldn't even be in this match. Aerynn Donnelly robbed Fabian Korantice and handed her friend this match.”

LD: “Will you let it drop? Fabian began something he couldn't finish and Aerynn showed him the error of this ways. No more, no less”

Jamie Hensley: “And from Boston, Massachusetts. Weighting in at One hundred and Forty pounds. She is the Irish Princess, 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 running out from behind the curtain, jumps from mid-stage and lands at the top of the ramp. As she lands, flames are shot up from the corners of the ramp. She stands at the top of the ramp, pumping her right arm to the crowd. Riling them up as the music begins to get louder and harder.

"I!!"

She arches her back and throws her head back. Her arms spread out to either side of her as she emulates calling out with the, "I!!" of the lyrics. Another round of flames shoot out from the corners of where the ramp and stage meet.

She straightens up and starts towards 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?"

::As she's walking towards the ring, her eyes are on her opponent. A dark and sinister smile upon her lips.::

"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 (X4)"

::She reaches the ring and climbs up onto the mat outside of the ropes. She grabs the top rope, pulls her whole body back and uses the rope to spring herself over the top. Landing on the inside of the ring at the last round of, "DIE MOTHER FUCKER DIE MOTHER FUCKER DIE!" She simply glances to her opponent and then semi-moshes around the ring. Getting the crowd riled up even more.

She moves to a random corner, climbs up onto the middle rope. She plants a leg up on the top rope and again pumping her arms to the beat of the music.::

"I.. don't need your forgiveness.
I.. don't need your hate.
I.. don't need your acceptance.
So, what should I do?"

::She hops down off the ropes and turns to face her opponent once more.::

"I'll be sorry, so you've said.
Well, I'm not sorry..."

::She raises her hand up, her fingers making a mock gun. She tilts her head slightly to the right and mocks shooting her opponent...::

"BANG!!! You're dead!

DIE MOTHER FUCKER DIE MOTHER FUCKER DIE! (x4)"

::As the song comes to an end with the words, "DIE!!" repeated four times, she gives a mocking up-nod towards her opponent.::

JC: “And this ladies and gentlemen is my pick to win this match,

LD: “And how much of that vote is because she's a woman?

JC: “Guilty as charged. Woman power!

LD: “Then I am glad the world gets to see you be wrong.

::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. His arms are slightly extended from his body as before him, her back to his chest and her arms raised up and clasped around the back of his neck, is the Angel of Sin, Talon. When the platform stops, she starts making her way down the ramp with Sentinel in her wake.::

Jamie Hensley: “"Led to the ring by Talon, from Valley Forge, Tennessee and weighing in at 281 pounds...the Silent Destroyer...SENTINEL!”

::Talon smoothly pulls herself onto the apron and cartwheels into an upside-down pose, hanging from the top rope. She beckons to Sentinel who steps forward, the two sharing a heated kiss before she pulls herself back up and flips from the ropes into the ring. Sentinel rolls in under the bottom rope and comes up to his full height mid-ring. Talon slides the vest-like leather jacket from the big man's shoulders and takes his sunglasses as well before running her hand one last time down his chiseled torso and leaving the ring. Sentinel turns his attention to the task at hand, gray eyes staring emotionlessly forward.::

JC: “The man who defeated Aerynn's employer last week and then was assaulted by Nick Daniels.”

LD: “You have to wonder if he is firing on all cylinders now. “

JC: “After the attack by Nick and the amount of punishment Brody put him through in the match, Sentinel can't be a hundred percent.”

LD: “And now we find out if that will effect him tonight.”

Jamie Hensley: “"And from Centralia, Pennsylvania. Weighting in at two hundred and Seventeen pounds. He is The burning City Saint, Nick Daniels!”

::The lights all fade out, leaving the arena in total obscurity. The intro synth 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. “

::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.::

JC: “Here is MY pick to win this match and the World Title.”

LD: “Next time....don't drink the Kool Aid.”

::The four are called to the center of the ring to receive their instructions. When the referee rings the bell Aerynn makes straight for Sentinel and begins to give him a piece of her mind. A few points to the chest before a hard slap and then Sentinel explodes forward and almost takes Aerynn's head off with a clothesline that could have taken her out of her boots.

Pauly who was looking between the two and Nick Daniels saw this and leapt at Sentinel. A hard leapting forehead to the back of Sentinel's head staggers the big man into the ropes. Before Sentinel has the time to turn Pauly runs and leaps over the big man, grabbing his head on the way down and guillotining him on the top rope on his way down. ::

JC: “Two on one right from the get go. Aerynn and Pauly seem to have it out for Sentinel.”

LD: “It was one friend coming to anothers aid. Nothing else.”

::Sentinel staggers back away from the ropes as Aerynn is climbing to her feet. She takes two long strides and aims for the side of Sentinel's face with the Stall 'n Crawl but before she can connect with it Nick Daniels comes out of nowhere. He hits a beautiful dropkick on Sentinel and uses the momentum of the kick to flip himself over, locks his feet around Aerynn's head and twists flipping her into a headscissors.::

JC: “Oh my god.....Did you SEE that?!”

LD: “Did he do that all in one motion? I think he did.”

::Both Sentinel and Aerynn drop to the mat and Nick stays in a crouched kneel. Pauly slides back into the ring and levels Daniels with a hard forearm to the back of the neck. When Nick falls Pauly mounts his upper back and delivers hard right and left forearms to the sides of the head. With Nick fading from the repeated shots Pauly locks in a rear naked choke.

Nick tries his best to fight out of it, but even he begins to fade but before the referee can check him and give Pauly the win Sentinel's foot comes out of nowhere and hits Pauly square in the mouth. Sentinel then begins to put the boots to both Pauly and Nick.

Aerynn pulls Sentinel around and begins to rock him with hard right hands backing him into the ropes. Leaning her shoulder into sentinels chest she whips him across the ring but when Sentinel returns he shoulder blocks her down to the mat. Aerynn jumps back to her feet and tries again and again Sentinel drops her with his brute force. This time with her on the ground Sentinel stares down at her with a smirk.::

JC: “The Silent Destroyer is letting her know she won't out muscle him.”

LD: “And I don think she's impressed or Pauly for that matter.”

::With Sentinel looking down at Aerynn Pauly pulls Sentinel around and delivers a hard right hand to the jaw. Pauly backs Sentinel into the corner. Pauly delivers two hard rights before Sentinel shoves him out of the corner and comes out at full speed for a clothesline, but before he can connect Aerynn comes out of nowhere and levels him with a huge spear.

Pauly and Aerynn look at one another and motion between themselves and then to Sentinel and Nick Daniels, who was pulling himself to his feet in the corner. Finally with a smile on each's face each turned and ran at opposite corners. Each slammed into the other two, then reversed course and did the same to the other. Leaving Sentinel and Daniels to fall to their stomach's on opposite sides of the ring.::

JC: “I think O’Connor and Donnelly have decided to work together.”

LD: “And I think Sentinel and Nick Daniels are in trouble.”

::Pauly pulled Nick out of the corner and dropped into the cover.::

ONE


TWO

BROKEN UP!

::Pauly was pulled off Nick by none other then Aerynn Donnelly. Pauly motioned between them and then to the belt, but Aerynn shook her head forcefully and make the belt gesture herself. The two stood arguing until Aerynn's eyes widened. She saw it a half a second to late. Sentinel back to his feet and dropped both Pauly and Aerynn. Pauly with the Chains of Fate to the back of the neck with one hand and Aerynn with a clothesline with the other.

With all three down Sentinel drops into the cover of Nick.::

ONE


TWO


KICKOUT!

LD: “And Nick kicks out!”

JC: “Of course he did! He can't win the World Title if he gets pinned!”

LD: “Keep telling yourself that.”

::Sentinel pulls Nick back to his feet by the hair and hammers him with a hard right hand. A quick whip sends Nick straight into the corner. Sentinel takes two steps like he was going to run at the corner but thinks better of it considering what Nick had done the last two weeks and walks across the ring instead. When Sentinel gets back to the corner nick explodes outwards.

Using the corner to add to his push off Nick drives a knee into the stomach and doubles Sentinel over. Nick grabs him for a DDT, swings his back back but when he tries the DDT Sentinel grabs the ropes and Nick's own momentum drives him down to the mat where he lays and looks up at Sentinel in shock.

Sentinel reaches down and grabs Nick by the throat and pulls him back to his feet then into the air. With Nick by the throat Sentinel choke slams him spine first back into the corner. Nick hits the corner at high velocity and collapses to the mat in the corner.

As Sentinel stands over Nick flies out of nowhere and uses the second rope to springboard. He grabs Sentinel by the head, going for a tornado DDT but once again Sentinel grabs the ropes with one hand and plants the other in Pauly's chest and hits a massive spine buster that slams Pauly down onto Nick.::

LD: “Oh my god! Look at Sentinel go!”

JC: “Sentinel just sandwiched Nick with Pauly!”

LD: “Payback for Mayhem?”

::Sentinel looks around and locked eyes with Aerynn who is on her knees in the opposite corner. The two look at one another and then begin across the ring where they meet in the center of the ring. Aerynn looks up at Sentinel and ducks under a hard right hand when Sentinel turns Aerynn begins to rock him with hard right hands.

After the two hard right hands Aerynn delivers a hard kick to the stomach that doubles Sentinel over. Showing off her flexibility Aerynn split legs while standing up and places one leg behind Sentinel's head then splits driving Sentinel's face into the mat.::

LD: “She calls that the Dirty Red headed slut!”

JC: “I've known a few of those in my time.”

LD: “Why does that not surprise me?”

::With Sentinel on the mat Aerynn grabs him around the head and flips over him into a bridge. With the bridging reverse chin lock locked in the referee asks Sentinel if he wants to quit but the big man shakes his head firmly. Sentinel reaches for the ropes but is unable to reach them so he uses his power. He pushes up and begins to crawl toward the ropes with Talon cheering him on.

Sentinel is closing in on the ropes, but his strength is fading. The match is saved in the end by Nick Daniels who comes up next to the two and punt kicks Aerynn clean in the side of the face. Aerynn rolls off Sentinel with her eyes rolling back in her head.

Daniels looked down at Sentinel and Aerynn both out of it and then at Pauly who was standing in the corner. Nick doesn't move and waits until Pauly runs at him and them back body drops him over the top rope to crash to the floor. With Pauly out of the way Nick walks over to Aerynn and drops into the cover.::

JC: “Told you so! Do it Nick!”

LD: “Come on Aerynn! Kick out!”

ONE



TWO


BROKEN UP!!

::Sentinel came around just long enough to break up the count. Nick looks over at Sentinel with a irritated snarl on his face. When Sentinel climbs to his knees Nick runs at him, uses his hip to climb up and hits a huge shining wizard that snaps his boot off the side of Sentinel's head. Nick then moves to Aerynn again and pulls her up by the hair . Nick tries for a hard right hand but Aerynn ducks under it. When Nick turns around she hits a super kick square to the jaw and then falls.::

JC: “Look at the carnage in the ring!”

LD: “Every one of them is nearly conscience.”

JC: “The UWA World Title. They are leaving everything in the ring!”

LD: “As they should.”

::The referee cannot count so he wants. Pauly slides back into the ring as everyone is beginning to come around. Pauly begins to stalk Sentinel and when the big man gets to his feet arches himself for The Rising Son but Sentinel plants his hands into his back and shoves. As Pauly was being shoved away Aerynn was back to her feet and was launching herself at Sentinel in that Bicycle motion only to have her foot slam into the side of Pauly's head.::

JC: “STALL 'N CRAWL! On Pauly!”

LD: “She was aiming at Sentinel!”

::Sentinel whips around and grabs Aerynn by the hair as she looks down at Pauly. Puts her in the pump handle position, lifts her up and slams her down with a huge Mickinoku Driver.::

JC: “ BLACK LIGHTNING!”

LD: “NO!”

::Sentinel looks over at Nick pulling himself up by the ropes in the corner and runs at him at full speed. The lesson he knew earlier in the night, happened now. When Sentinel reached the corner Nick flipped his body in midair and locks in that tarantula.::

JC: “YES! Make him tap!”

LD: “He can't tap to that.....and how does he do that?!”

::As a video package played showing the various finishers the crowd seemed to buzz. When it came back Nick still had Sentinel in the move but someone had jumped the barricade. A woman of medium height and a slender built now stood with one foot on the announce table and the other on the new Spanish announce table. Looking at this woman Jason forgets to turn off his microphone.::

JC: “We have a fan whose jumped the barricade. Can we get security out here to get rid of this psycho?”

::The woman looked back over her shoulder and nodded at Jason. As one, four men stood up from the other side of the barricade. All dressed in prison style sleeveless jumpsuits of black. Military style hair cuts with still healing burns on their faces, necks and arms. The four men jumped the barricade and began to assault Jason Chase.

Lula screams for helps as the five men continue to stomp Jason. Finally one of the men grabbed Jason by the neck, pulls him up and Choke slams him back first onto the barricade. The strange woman of Asian decent looks from the four men to the ring where Nick had finally let go of Sentinel and the other two were still out cold.

The woman snaps her fingers and points at Nick and one by one the four men walk between the two tables, beneath her spread legs. No one realizes what was going on until one of the men pulls Nick from the ring and the four of them begin to assault him.

Nick does his best to fight them off, but he is already exhausted. One of the four shoves him back into the ring post and another arches forward and big boots Nick face first into the steel post. Nick crumbles as the Asian woman drops from the tables and walks over. She looks down at Nick and then could be heard by the camera to command.::

Woman: “Father wants this one. Take him.”

::The biggest of the four men pulls out a large burlap sack and the four proceed to stuff Nick Daniels into it and then two of them throw him over their shoulders and re jump the barricade to disappear beyond it. The woman then looks directly at Talon and Amber who are both staring with shock and she calls out.::

Woman: “Now we're in the ring....and we're coming for Blood.”

::The woman then jumps the barricade and disappears into the crowd and security runs down the ramp way but it was too late. Security comes instead of the announce table and carry Jason Chase to the back.::

LD: “I....i apologize ladies and gentlemen. A group just assaulted my partner....and kidnapped Nick Daniels. Give me a minute to gather myself.”

::In the ring the match continues. After a moment of looking around confused Pauly sees Sentinel leaning over the rope and looking at Talon as the red haired woman explains what happened. She shouts out a warning and Sentinel turns just in time to get crushed by a running clothesline. With Sentinel in the corner Pauly takes off toward the opposite corner and then rushes back aiming at big boot at Sentinel's face.

Sentinel ducks out of the corner which hangs up Pauly on the top rope. Sentinel measures Pauly and waits until he frees himself. When Pauly had finally pulled himself free Sentinel comes forward to begin the process of the Black Sunset but instead Pauly snaps into the air and drops Sentinel with a huge RKO.::

LD: “.......The Rising Sun! I apologize folks. I am still trying to get over what just happened. And i am worried about Jason.”

::Pauly turns and finds Aerynn and arches again to hit her as she rushes in Aerynn drops into a slid and slides between Pauly on her knees. Aerynn slides clear on her knees and then bounced up. She and Pauly turn at the same moment and she launches herself. This time her boot catches Pauly in the face and spins him clean around before falling to the mat. Aerynn drops into the cover.::

ONE





TWO






THREE!!!!!

Jamie Hensley: “Ladies and Gentlemen.....Your Winner and FIRST UWA World Champion....AERYNN DONNELLY!

LD: “Oh. My. God. She did it. SHE DID IT!”

::The referee raises her hand as “Die motherfucker die!” hits the PA System. Sentinel rolls out of the ring and holds up a inch on his fingers telling her how close it was, but nodding to her just the same. Pauly slides into the ring and hugs his friend as the UWA logo flashes across the bottom of the screen.::

LD: “What a show! Aerynn is our first UWA World Champion! What happened to Nick? Who were those people! Were out of time folks! For UWA, I am Lula Davidson. Thanks for watching!”