Monday Night Mayhem Live from Pasadena, CA

[UWAStaff]

::As Born to Rise begins to play we see still shots of Tragic Engagement. We see Vance Voltoro and Jeszika Gautier win their respective matches, and then a still picture of Gabriel Krown crotching Cameron Worley. Broderick Montgomery making Matt Lennoxx tap out and finally Aerynn Donnelly standing tall in the ring with her arm raised in victory.

As the picture of Aerynn was shown on the screen a faint static began to sizzle across the screen becoming more and more pronounced. Between the static spasms came images of Nick Daniels and Jason Chase being assaulted and finally of Nick being taken by a strange group of people. When the static stopped the picture on the screen was that of the half demon/half angel that had been on the paper given to Oliver Georgio.

This time below the simple image was a barely legible message. Some would swear it said “We are not pleased” others would claim they saw “We are everywhere” and others yet would claim to have seen the words “We will put you down.”

The camera then went inside the sold out auditorium and showed the rapid, and quickly growing fan base of UWA all milling around the arena. Signs around the arena read “World Championship: Check, Leave Brody: Next” and “We want Nick Daniels back!” and finally “Can I K.I.S.S. Ashley?”

Once the camera panned over the crowd they came to rest on Lula Davidson and Jason Chase, the lather with a bandage clearly wrapped around his chest and stomach.::

LD: “First off, I would like to start off the show by thanking everyone who tuned into Tragic Engagement. What a night it was.”

JC:“It was indeed, what I could remember of it.”

LD: “How are you feeling Jason?”

JC:“Better then I was at Tragic Engagement.”

LD: “For those of you streaming this who missed Tragic Engagement. Jason was assaulted by a handful of rapid fans who jumped the barricade during the main event. This same group have....kidnapped for lack of a better term, Nick Daniels. We haven't heard a peep from or about him in two weeks.”

JC:“What do we have on tap for tonight? I know that Aerynn Donnelly is presented her World Wrestling Championship, and she teams with longtime friend Pauly O'Conner to take on Sentinel and Broderick Montgomery III.”

LD: “We also have the newly signed Rising Sun Dynasty taking on Katt Industries Special Services. As well as Jeszika Gautier in our main event squaring off against Kaylyn James Evans.”

JC:“And my man Kyle Travis is finally here! He takes on new comer Castiel.”

LD: “....Isn't he from supernatural?”

JC:“Which is awesome on so many levels!”

LD: “Let's kick off this episode of Mayhem with our first match!”

::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 it into the ring and wait for Matt’s opponent.::

Jamie Hensley: “This opening bout is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first in the ring accompanied by his manager Lamar Johnson, “The Incredible One” Matt Lennox.”

::Matt gets more boos from the crowd than cheers. He stands there throwing his hands up like he doesn’t care what the crowd thinks.::

JC:“Man, Matt has disappointed me lately. I mean he is supposed to be incredible.”

Jamie Hensley: “Introducing next, wrestling out of the Bronx, New York.”

::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 into the back of a truck as the lights come on. Walking down with a closed aluminum garbage can, the music of Rammstein's Ich Will begins 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: “He is Johnny “The Garbage Man’ D’Angelo!!!”

::Johnny also gets boos from the crowd.::

LD: “This crowd is really eating into these guys early on but neither of them seem like they really care what anyone thinks.”

JC:“I can agree with you there. Well let’s see what happens here. Johnny stands over Matt by five inches and also has one hundred and four pounds on him.”

LD: “Matt better use his smaller size and quickness to make it out of this one in one piece.”

::The referee calls for the bell and the two men begin to circle the ring and size each other up. Matt obviously knows he is the smaller of the two but still makes the first move. He bounces of the ropes and comes charging right at Johnny, but he drops to his knees, avoiding a huge clothesline from Johnny, and he sweeps Johnny’s legs out from under neath him. Johnny hits the mat and Matt mounts him instantly and begins to throw everything he has at Johnny. Left’s right’s, shots to the ribs, Matt is just unloading on him. After a good beating for about a minute Johnny manages to roll and knock Matt off of him. Johnny makes it to the corner and pulls himself up.::

JC:“Matt starting off nice. Let’s hope he can keep up this pace!”

LD: “And right back on the band wagon you go…..”

::As Johnny finally gets to his feet Matt comes flying from across the ring and goes to splash him in the corner, but Johnny moves out of the way at the last second causing Matt to bounce his head off the turnbuckle. He spins around grabbing his head in pain and instantly gets taking down with a vicious clothesline from The Garbage Man.::

LD: “Looks like you spoke too soon Jason”

JC:“...Bite me.”

::Johnny then lifts Matt back to his feet and onto his shoulders. He walks around the ring showing his power right before dumping Matt over the top rope and to the outside mat below. The referee begins to count.::


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JC:“Come…..on man.”

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::Johnny now throws his arms in the air acting like the crowd is going to pop and erupt in cheers, but they do just the opposite. They once again begin to boo him. As he screams back at the fans Matt finally gets to his feet. Matt does not slide right back into the wind, he ducks down and draws closer to Johnny as he still is going at it with the fans. Matt finally gets right underneath Johnny and taps him on the foot. Johnny looks down and to his surprise and being swept off his feet again.::

JC:“That sneak little bastard. Maybe he is not out of it just yet.”

::Matt jumps on the apron and right away jumps to the top rope. He spins around and launches off the top rope in hopes of landing a huge moonsault, but all that happens is Matt catching Johnny’s knees to his gut. Matt grabs his stomach and rolls away in pain as Johnny is now back on his feet.::

LD: “At least these two are going back and forth and making this a good opening match.”

JC:“Guess I can agree with you.”

LD: “There is nothing to argue my point.”

::Johnny walks over to Matt who quickly rolls him up in an inside cradle and goes for a pin.::

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::Johnny powers out and both men jump to their feet. Johnny bum rushes Matt going for a spear but Matt slides out of the way and sends Johnny, shoulder first into the turnbuckle. Matt notices what just happened and tries to seize the opportunity. He comes up from behind Johnny and wraps his arms around his waist.::

LD: “Let’s see if Matt can find it in him to get Johnny off his feet.”

::Matt does just that. He manages to get the beast off his feet and slam him down with a massive German Suplex. He holds the lock in and goes for another pin on The Garbage Man.::

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LD: “Kickout by Johnny again!”

::Matt looks like he is running out of ideas to keep this man down for the three count. He jumps up and charges at the still downed Johnny. Johnny manages to sit up only to be laid out by a diving dropkick to the side of the head. Matt bounces off the ropes and this time lands a sliding dropkick to the same side of Johnny’s face as the first dropkick.::

LD: “Matt is finally starting to find his rhythm it looks like.”

::Matt now creeps as Johnny is slowly getting to his feet. Matt closes in and sends a swift kick to Johnny’s gut. He goes to muscle up the strength to lift Johnny again but this time Johnny is ready for him. He can barely get johnnies feet off the ground before Johnny sends a hard forearm to Matt’s back He then shoves Matt’s head between his legs and throws him down with a massive power bomb.::

LD: “He calls that The Dump truck ladies and gentleman.”

::Johnny looks down and drops. He scoops up Matt’s one leg and goes for the cover.::

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JC:“Matt needs to rethink his nickname. He is far from incredible in recent weeks.”

Jamie Hensley: “Your winner by way of pinfail……”The Garbage Man” Johnny D’Angelo!!!!!!”

LD: “Johnny very impressive here tonight!”

::Johnny exits the ring and walks up the ramp. The show cuts to a break as the crowd once again lets Johnny know how they feel with waves of boos.::

::Cameras cut to the parking area of Pasadena Conference Center and even from out there the fans' reactions can be heard, a mixture of anticipation and excitement. Almost immediately we can hear the unmistakable roaring of a Milwaukee hog and moments later a massive figure seated atop a 2014 Harley-Davidson FLHR Road King rolls into the garage.::

JC:"...I'm officially jealous."

LD: "A bike like that would eat you alive, Jason. I wonder who that is, though..."

::Once we get a view of the red demon skull upon the back of the vest, there's no question. Unstrapping the skull cap-style helmet and putting it on the handlebar, the Silent Destroyer, Sentinel, is revealed to the fans. There's an almost-even mix of cheers and boos as he shuts off the bike and proceeds to gather his things from the compartments.::

JC:"Should have figured. But you notice anything out of place there, Lula?"

LD: "The rest of his little brood, maybe? After that blow-up post-Tragic Engagement, I shouldn't be surprised but...the guy doesn't look right by himself."

JC:"Are you kidding? Sentinel is a monster bred for destruction. They were collateral damage waiting to happen. On his own, the sky's the limit."

::Thick-soled boots make for heavy steps as the big man heads for the entrance to the arena and enters, letting the doors slam shut behind him. Once inside he finds himself face to face with the red haired goddess known simply as Talon.::

Talon: “Bout time you got here.”

::Sentinel's only response was a faint grunt to which Talon smiled.::

Talon: “Go and get settled in. I need coffee.”

::Sentinel and Talon parted ways with the camera following behind Talon. The large red haired woman talked to the tables with the food and coffee and other things passing by Broderick Montgomery and Jeszika Gautier.::

Jeszika: “Did you hear what I told you? I broke things off with Melissa.”

Brody: “What did you go and do that for?”

Jeszika: “I thought we could try and make this whole situation work.

::Brody crossed his arms over his chest and gave the silver haired woman a once over. Of anything she could have done, this surprised him.::

Brody: “And your sure that's what you want?”

Jeszika: “I gave it a lot of thought and think we should.”

Brody: “....So. Do you want to do this the whole nine yards?”

Jeszika: “Yea. I think we should Brody. Give this a chance to work.”

Brody: “....Sounds like a plan. We'll work it out after the show.”

Jeszika: “Sounds like a plan.”

::Jeszika turned to walk to her dressing room to prepare and turned into Talon who spilled coffee accidentally on the silver haired woman. Talon quickly apologized and Jeszika just as quickly brushed it off but Brody seemed to be staring down at the floor. Jeszika turned and headed to her locker room.::

Brody: “....Respect.”

::Without warning Brody lashed out and drove the back of Talon's head into the wall behind her. The tall woman collapsed to the floor but quickly began to get up. When she got back to her feet Brody slammed his hand into her throat, grasped her by the hair and spun clear around launching her into the opposite side of the hallway. When she hit the ground he walked over, leaned down and snarled.::

LD: “....Oh my god.”

JC:“...Yea even I think he went to far.”

Brody: “Now your very....special....boyfriend can tell the world about his fake respect with his own mouth.”

::Both Oliver Georgio and Sentinel himself must have seen the footage on their televisions as Sentinel came from one direction like a bull elephant and security came from the other. Security met Sentinel head on. Five men were needed to keep Sentinel away from Broderick and in the Malay Brody slipped out of the hallway leaving Sentinel to tend to Talon.::

LD: “If Brody thinks Sentinel is going to take this lying down, he's got another thing coming.”

JC:“I think he may have just signed his own death warrant.”

::The camera stayed on Sentinel a moment then shifted to another hallway where we see a small dark haired girl walking the halls out back, she appears to be looking for someone, a little folder of paper clutched tight in her hands. We haven't seen her before and we wonder what she's doing here, as her black rimmed brown eyes search the names on doors as she walks down the hall.

She's so intent on whats she's doing, she doesn’t notice the bigger man up the hall further... That is, Until she walks right into him, and gets knocked on her butt. She looks up the man, more than slightly embarrassed.::

Girl: “Oh man... I'm so sorry! I wasn’t looking where I was going!”

::It is none other than The Irish Firecracker, Pauly O'Connor. He chuckles and puts his hand out to help the young lady up.::

Pauly:: "No reason tae be sorry lad. Ye ok? Hit yer bum pretty hard.”

::She laughs as she dusts off herself.::

Girl: “I'm a tough girl, I can handle it. Names Skylar, Skylar Hansen... And you are?”

Pauly: “Names O'Connor. Pauly O'Connor. Nice tae meet ya Skyla. Why ye running around tha halls like ye lookin' fer someone?”

Skylar: “Cos i am looking for someone, just signed a Contract here and neid to drop it in to the Boss.”

Pauly: “Dinna be joking now Skylar. What ye really here for ?”

;:Skylar frowns before waving the papers shes holding::

Skylar: “No kidding here Pauly. Like i said im here fore a job. Nothing more nothing less. A fresh start in a new job.”

::Pauly looks confused as the lady finishes her sentence.::

Pauly: “Fresh start? What ye runnin' from?”

::Skylar looks a little worried suddenly but hides it::

Skylar: “With all due respect Paulie I only just met you but....”

::She sighs::

Skylar: “I'm running from a past that i would rather stay in the past.”

Pauly: “Understandable laddie. Well let me be the first to say welcome to UWA then.”

::Skylar offers him a smile::

Skylar: “Thank you Paulie I'm glad to be here”

Pauly: “Your welcome Skylar. If ye eva need a talking buddie. Dinna be afraid tae come tae me.”

Skylar: “Muchly appreciated. Now I best be getting this to the boss bye Paulie”

Pauly: “See ye around lad.”

::Skylar waves before walking down the hall continuing her search and the camera shifted back to the announcers.::

JC:“And now the moment I personally have been waiting for. The Debut of the Once and Future King, Kyle Travis.”

LD: “Let's hope he's work the trouble.”

Jamie Hensley: “Introducing first, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania and weighing in at 244 pounds, The Avenging Angel, God’s Warrior CASTIEL!”

::The lights dim to darkness and "I stand Alone" by Godsmack begins to play out. Castiel slowly makes his way out from the back, taking a few moments to survey the crowd and begins to make his way to the ring. He never takes his eyes off his opponent and slowly he climbs onto the apron and gets into the ring. Castiel retreats to his familiar position as he makes his way to the far corner and sits down, resting his head on the middle rope padding, again never taking his eyes off his opponent.::

LD: “I can’t wait to see how this man’s talents translate here in UWA!”

JC:“If we’re lucky he’ll show the legend tonight that he didn’t make a mistake by gracing us with his presence.”

LD: “You’re calling Kyle Travis a legend already?”

JC:“Have you SEEN the man’s career to date write-up? Of course i’m calling him a legend!”

Jamie Hensley: “And his opponent from Calgary, Alberta, Canada and weighing in at 230 pounds. The Canadian Legend and the Once And Future King, Kyle TRAVIS!”

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

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

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

LD: “He’s definitely giving off the vibe that it’s our pleasure…”

JC:“Damn right it’s our pleasure! That man could have gone anywhere and he chose to come here! Now we have to prove to him that we deserve it!”

LD: “Deserve it? The guy is just one man on a roster of many!”

JC:“You’ll see, he’ll prove you all wrong on that one!”

::The bell sounds and both competitors step into a lock-up. Travis takes a side headlock and then turns into a hammerlock. Castiel ducks under into a side headlock of his own and pulls tightly around Travis’s head. Castiel turns in and tries to change for a guillotine but Travis gives him an inverted atomic drop and then clotheslines him down. Castiel hits the mat hard and Travis drops an elbow. He goes for the cover.::

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::Travis tries for reverse chinlock but Castiel rolls back and kicks him in the head between the eyes. Travis staggers back against the ropes and Castiel springs up into a monkey flip. Travis hits the mat hard and Castiel hits a graceful Lionsault.::

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LD: “Castiel showing his grace!”

JC:“Showing his inexperience is more like it!”

LD: “How can you talk down on that move?”

JC:“Because if you go for moves like that against a legend like Travis, he’s gonna make you pay for it in a bad way!”

::Castiel starts to stand up but Travis pulls him down into an inside cradle.::

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::Castiel takes Travis into an inside cradle of his own.::

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::As the two men get to their feet, Castiel grabs Travis and whips him into the ropes. Travis has just come off when Castiel unleashes God’s fury upon him. Travis falls to the mat and Castiel continues stomping until Travis looks dazed and barely conscious. Castiel sits up Travis and then kicks him in the back. Travis grimaces in pain as Castiel moves around in front. He fires off another kick and Travis catches it, reversing into a dragon screw leg whip Castiel hits hard on his stomach and Travis steps over him, quickly taking a surfboard hold. he pulls Castiel up off the mat and his a vicious curb stomp. Travis pulls Castiel up and holds his hand aloft for the world to see. He grabs Castiel by the head and goes for the Cold Snap but Castiel gets his hand up to block it. Travis knees him in the balls and then pulls him down into an inside cradle, making sure he pulls the trunks.::

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LD: “That… that…”

JC::That… is a legend winning a match and proving his dominance!”

LD: “Dominance? He cheated twice!”

JC:“Are you sure? Because i didn’t see that from my vantage point!”

::The camera shifts from the ring where Kyle Travis is officially celebrating his first win in UWA to the parking area were Sang Reál, Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown, step from their posh conveyance and start walking across the parking lot towards the building’s back door, making sure they don’t have to interact with anybody else, fan or worker alike, as they enter the structure before them. As they come within the last row of cars towards the loading zone, the Cornbread Mafia, Cameron and Shawn Worley, suddenly come running seemingly our nowhere and leap off a pick-up truck, each hitting a flying shoulder tackle that knocks down a member of Sang Reál. As both Murphy and Krown hit the asphalt, Cameron stands over them menacingly while Shawn watches for security and police.::

Cameron Worley: “Y’all bitta watchyoass!”

::Seeing officers on their way around the corner, Shawn pulls on his brother’s arm.::

Shawn Worley: “C’Mon, gotsta go!”

::The Cornbread Mafia take off across the parking lot, leaving Sang Reál lying on the pavement looking scandalized, as security races after the two young rednecks.::

JC:"What the hell was that about?!"

LD: "Maybe the fact that Sang Real cheated them out of a win at Tragic Engagement?"

::We cut to Oliver Georgio's office where the man in charge is deep into his duties as the UWA Owner. The ringing of the phone seems to agitate him a little, a distraction from more pressing matters, but ever the professional he answers the device, putting it to his ear without looking at the number.::

Oliver Georgio: "Hello?"

::The person on the other end, whomever they may be, gets Oliver's attention fairly quickly. Paperwork and what-not is forgotten for the moment.::

Oliver: "Ah, I've been expecting your call. How are the preparations for the big event? Good? Glad to hear it."

::There's a little more conversation from the other end and from the expression on the UWA Owner's face, the news is of the good sort.::

Oliver: "Excellent. Yes, everything's inked and ready on our end. Just let me know how you want things to pan out and we'll make it happen. Of course. Speak to you soon."

::He hangs up and goes back to his duties with a renewed vigor.::

JC:"So what was that about? Boss man looks positively chipper now."

LD: "Sounded like routine business to me."

JC:"Well, women aren't really business-minded so I don't expect you to have picked up the little details there."

LD: "You're a riot."

::Oliver no sooner looked back down at his paperwork then the door to the office slammed open and The Silent Destroyer marched into the room, his face like a thunderclap. Oliver looked up, a bit perturbed at the sudden, and uninvited intrusion.::

Oliver: "Ah. Sentinel. Good i wanted to talk to you. I understand that Talon had some damage to her throat and won't be with you today. You have my condolences and i hope she has a speedy recovery."

::If Oliver was expecting some kind of reaction, he got none.::

Oliver: "....It's gonna be one of those huh? Okay then. I wanted to talk to you about Spring Slaughter on April 27th. Aerynn Donnelly needs a challenger."

LD: "A challenge?"

JC:"Aerynn Verse Sentinel!"

Oliver: "And considering both you and Pauly were in that main event, it will be one of you and i think all things considered it should be you."

::Sentinel looked long and hard at the UWA President before finally shaking his head and pointing over his shoulder. Behind him stood a series of framed postures for Tragic Engagement. Sentinel was pointing at the one with Brody featured on it. Oliver looked over his shoulder and then back with a faint little grin.::

Oliver: "You want Broderick Montgomery don't you?"

::Sentinel simply nodded.::

Oliver: "Done. That boy is proving to be more trouble then he may be worth"

LD: "Sentinel Verse Brody at Spring Slaughter! It's in the books!"

JC:"And by elimination Aerynn Verse Pauly! Friends lock up over the World Title!"

::Sentinel seemed more or less mollified, for now, and turned and left the presidents office. The camera stayed on Oliver briefly before shifting back to the announcers once more.::

::The undefeated K.I.S.S., Ashley and Bethany Kenyon stand in the ring, trying to decide who will go first. Their manager, Nikki Peltier, is at ringside. At the opposite end of the ring is the Rising Sun Dynasty. Tatsuo Hayashida and Yuudai Takashima are representing the stable, with Akane Fukunaga standing on the apron. She walks across the apron and down the stairs. As she does, it become obvious that Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown, Sang Réal, have taken over the announce table again.::

Krown: “So tonight is K.I.S.S. versus the Rising Sun Dynasty, which would be a lot better if it was the actual band K.I.S.S. rather than these ladies. The Rising Sun Dynasty, of course the only other team not named after their entrance theme.”

Murphy: “You know, I thought about taking the high road and not making sexual comments about Akane Fukunaga, but then I realized I am me, and she is pulling off this whole Asian Baroness from G.I.-Joe vibe and decided against it.”

Krown: “Hey, you’re right. I can totally see it.”

Murphy: “It’s the hair and glasses. I’d love to bet me a piece of that.”

::The referee signals for the bell. Ashley steps through the ropes, allowing Beth to start things off. Over on the other side, Tatsuo Hayashida exits the ring and stands on the apron while Yuuadai Takashima moves to the middle of the ring.::

Murphy: “So that’s Beth starting off with Yuuadai…I have no idea how to say that, so Takashima is it is.”

Krown: “I think I had that last week for dinner. Isn’t some sort of fish and rice dish?”

::Yuuadai and Bethany lock up. Bethany quickly manages a headlock, but Yuuadai manages to counter out of it and deliver a chop to Bethany’s chest.::

Murphy: “Thank God we are on the Internet, where many people can find a man slapping a woman’s chest on Google, even if searching for something as innocent as butterfly collecting.”

Krown: “Ah the Internet, where porn flows like water and pictures you should never post appear like flowers at spring, and half the women you meet are just fat teenagers in their parents’ basement, jacking it. God bless you Internet.”

::Takashima delivers a series of chops to Bethany, pushing her to the ropes and then shooting her across the ring and nails her with a forearm smash.::

Krown: “If The Rising Sun Dynasty loses here tonight, they will commit the ritual of seppuku right in the ring, disemboweling themselves and then having some guy decapitate them.”

Murphy: “I doubt that.”

::Bethany starts to get to her feet and hits Takashima with a knife-edge chop, then another, and then follows with a forearm strike, pulling him into a Russian leg sweep.::

Krown: “What the hell is happening to Japan when people won’t commit ritual suicide to restore their honor for even the smallest of failure, like an A- in math? Have they no sense of tradition?”

Murphy: “They could just ignore the loss, like Japan does with a lot of World War II related war crimes, invasions, crimes against humanity. Pretty much nothing of interest happened in Japan between 1931 and 1945.”

Krown: “Yeah. Hiroshima and Nagasaki just exploded due to someone leaving the stove on.”

::Not wanting to cause their first loss, Bethany continues the attack on Takashima and nails him with a spin kick as he starts to get up. She goes for the pin, but manages only a two count.::

Krown: “Okay, this may sound a tad racist, but do we even have a Latino or a black guy in UWA?”

Murphy: “Maybe, but in the defense of the Asians we have, Akane has a great ass.”

::Bethany makes the tag to Ashley, who hits the ring with a dropkick to Takashima, taking him back down.::

Krown: “Has anyone realized yet that Ashley and Bethany pretty much do the same moves?”

Murphy: “Probably not.”

::Looking to put this away early, Ashley tries to pull Takashima in for Kiss This, but he manages to counter it into an Exploder Suplex and goes for the pin. Ashley is taken by surprise, but manages to kick out at two.::

Murphy: “Ashley is just having one of those nights.”

Krown: “She’s making Gene Simmons look bad. Granted, it’s not hard to do thanks to reality TV, but still.”

::Now it is Takashima’s turn to try and gain some momentum as he manages to grapple with Ashley, get behind her and take her over with a tiger Suplex, releasing her and watching her land on the mat.

Takashima moves into position and locks in a bow and arrow submission hold onto Ashley, who refuses to submit.::

Murphy: “Remember when this hold used to work and actually win a match?”

Krown: “Nope.”

Murphy: “Me neither.”

::Realizing that she will not tap out and wanting to try and end this thing, Takashima releases the hold and pulls Ashley up. He shoots her into his team’s corner and tags in his partner, Tatsuo Hayashida, who does not enter the ring. Rather, he locks on the Tarantula to Ashley. This allows Takashima to hit the ropes and nail Ashley with a dropkick. Tatsuo is quick to enter the ring and go for the pin.::

Krown: “Huh, that’s new.”

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Murphy: “Thought that might have worked.”

Bethany just manages to break up the pin attempt. The referee quickly orders her out of the ring.

Murphy: “Oh yeah, she’s still here.”

Krown: “Been awhile.”

::Ashley starts to move, struggling to her feet. Tatsuo shoots her into the ropes and spins her in a tilt-a-whirl back breaker He hooks the leg for a cover.::

Krown: “Got to love the classics.”

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Ashley Kenyon kicks out at the two and a half.

Murphy: “The Yamato dynasty they are not.”

Krown: “I love how they don’t have a home town listed, just either Kanto region of Japan or Japan, like there are no cities in anywhere that is not the US, Canada, Mexico and Europe. A proud wrestling tradition lives on, unlike the Rising Sun Dynasty’s tradition of seppuku.”

Murphy: “It’s not going to happen.”

Krown: “Damnit!”

::Getting back to his feet and wanting to give Ashley Kenyon any chance to recover or make a tag to her sister, Tatsuo pulls her up and hoists her into the air for a brain buster::

Murphy: “Did he just steal me move?”

Krown: “Maybe? She’s not vertical yet.”

Murphy: “She better not be.”

However, Ashley manages to use that momentum to carry herself over and behind Tatsuo and connect with an enzuigri.

Murphy: “That didn’t work as planned.”

Krown: “Seemed to work out for Ashley.”

Murphy: “Probably not Tatsuo’s original idea.”

Krown: “True.”

::Ashley tries to seize the opportunity this provides and make the tag. Bethany reaches out as Ashley gets to her feet. But before she can make the tag Tatsuo manages to get behind her and just drive her into the mat with a German Suplex, but does not bridge for the pin.::

Krown: “DENIIIED!”

::Again, Ashley is send into the corner of the Rising Sun Dynasty. Tatsuo comes in, going for a handspring elbow smash. At the last minute, Ashley Kenyon manages to duck out of the way and hit a Kiss This as Tatsuo comes out of the corner. However, though dazed, he still has enough awareness to roll out of the ring and down on the floor to try and recover. Ashley is down as well. Akane is checking on Tatsuo, who is trying to shake the cobwebs out as the referee begins to count.::

Murphy: “Hey cameraman, I’ll give you $100 if you can get a shot down Akane’s top.”

::Ashley rolls over, starting to make it to her corner. Bethany is reaching for the tag to be made. Managing to break the referee’s count at six, Tatsuo pulls himself up and back into the ring. He makes the tag to Yuuadai Takashima.::

Murphy: “And in is the guy whose first name name I do not think is pronounceable in English.”

Krown: “Usually Asian names are said last name first, then first name second.”

Murphy: “Like these people are going to understand that?”

Krown: “True”

::Ashley has almost made it when Takashima hits the ring and grabs her leg, trying to pull her away. Ashley manages to get to a standing position, hopping on one leg. She goes for the enzugiri to Takashima but he manages to duck. However, this gives Ashley the chance to make the tag. The crowd cheers as Bethany hits the ring and nails Takashima with a series of forearm strikes and shoots him into the ropes.::

Krown: “Seppuku starting to look real good I’ll bet.”

Murphy: “Wouldn’t hurt the ratings.”

::Bethany follows with a hurricanrana, but Takashima apparently had this scouted as he manages to remain standing and holds onto Beth, bouncing her off the ropes and driving her into the mat with a dragon bomb. He goes for the cover.::

Krown: “DENIIED AGAIN!”

ONE



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BROKEN UP!

::From out of nowhere, Ashley Kenyon practically dives into the ring to make the save at the last minute before she rolls out of the ring and hangs onto the apron. Nikki Peltier helps her to her corner.::

Murphy: “Always refreshing to see someone helping their meal ticket.”

Krown: “Okay really, is no one able to put these two down? Can we just find Kyle Travis a tag team partner, put him against K.I.S.S. and let whatever happens happen? It’s a win-win, well maybe not for K.I.S.S.”

::Bethany rolls away a bit, trying to get to her feet. Takashima tries to get behind her for an octopus stretch, but Beth manages to flip him over. Takashima quickly manages to stay standing. At the exact same moment Bethany goes for The Kiss Off, Takashima goes for his own superkick. Both moves manage to connect and both wrestlers go down.::

Krown: “Oh, they both dead.”

Murphy: “Probably should have seen that coming.”

::Both wrestlers are down, the referee begins his count. At ringside, Nikki is cheering on Beth and Akane is trying to get Takashima back into this thing. Ashley is back on her feet, encouraging her sister and calling for the tag. Hayashida is trying to reach for a tag, gesturing and calling to Takashima.

The two manages to get to their feet, Beth goes in for another dropkick. This time, however, Takashima sees it coming this time and sidesteps. Beth gets up and is nailed with a forearm smash, sending her towards the Rising Sun Dynasty’s corner. Takashima tags in his partner, Tatsuo Hayashida, who helps pull her out of the corner. Both men kick her in the knees, taking her down to a kneeling position. The two then get into position for a buzzsaw kick.::

Murphy: “There is just something so right about a girl kneeling.”

Krown: “We’re going to get letters about that one.”

Murphy: “Like we’ll ready those?”

Krown: “We haven’t yet.”

::Before either man can connect with the kick, Beth manages to duck. Tatsuo’s momentum knocks him against the ropes, while Takashima’s momentum manages to cause him to stagger and fall onto the apron. Beth nails a forearm to send Tatsuo over the top and onto the apron and then turns and nails The Kiss Off right to Yuudai Takashima’s face, sending him to the floor. Akane is quick to rush to Yuudai and check on him.::

Murphy: “Really? That actually just happened?”

Krown: “Really, are they even trying? Someone get some swords and head buckets!”

Murphy: “They are not going to commit seppuku.”

Krown: “Damnit!”

::Tatsuo pulls himself back up and heads back into the ring. Bethany shoots the ropes, where Ashley connects with a blind tag. Tatsuo, however and obviously, did not see the tag, but he did manage to catch Bethany slide under him. However, he also didn’t notice Ashley enter the ring, thanks to Beth’s distraction. Taking full advantage, the girls nail him with Kiss Your Ass Good-Bye.::

Krown: “Seriously? And they are not going to commit seppuku?”

Murphy: “Nope.”

::Tatsuo hits the mat and Ashley drops down on top of him, hooking the leg for the pin.::

Krown: “That’s just shameful. There’s just no appreciation for tradition.”

ONE




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THREE!!

::Ashley sits up and raises her arm as Bethany throws her arms in the air. At ringside Akane looks upset with the results. Takashima has just managed to come around, not sure what happened. Bethany helps Ashley up. The two sisters hug and the referee raises their arms.::

Jamie Hensley: “Here are your winners…Ashley and Bethany Kenyon…K.I.S.S!”

::“K.I.S.S.” replays over the arena as Ashley and Bethany exit the ring. Nikki congratulates her team on another win, holding their arms up in victory as they head to the back. Inside the ring, Akane has managed to help Yuudai Takashima inside and is going to check on Tatsuo Hayashida.::

Murphy: “Well, the Yamato dynasty they are not.”

Krown: “Seriously, no seppuku?”

Murphy: “Nope.”

Krown: “Damn. Want to run into the ring and kick their asses?”

Murphy: “Yeah alright.”

Krown: “Fair is fair.”

::Murphy and Krown get up from the announce table and start for the ring to try and sneak attack the Rising Sun Dynasty. The crowd cheers and Sang Réal runs as the Cornbread Mafia, Shawn and Cameron Worley come charging down to the ring to make the save. Murphy and Krown high tail it up the entrance ramp, staring down at Shawn and Cameron.::

LD: “The Cornbread Mafia obviously still upset over Tragic Engagement.”

JC:“Sang Réal won that match fair and square.”

LD: “Krown gained the pin after the lowblow.”

JC:“If the ref didn’t see it, it didn’t happen.”

::Cameron and Shawn keep daring Sang Réal to fight. For a moment, Murphy and Krown seem like they are going to accept, then, to a chorus of jeers and boos, just wave the two off dismissively before heading to the back.::

LD: “Sang Réal ran when the Worley brothers showed up, and now they are refusing to fight.”

JC:“It was a tactical retreat. They are not dressed to compete, and should not have to ruin those suits just because those two cannot accept they lost to a better team.”

LD: “Well be that as it may, another great win for Ashley and Bethany Kenyon, who remain undefeated here in UWA.”

::The lights go dead. Hundreds of fans pull out lighters and light them trying to figure out the reason for this. The video screen cuts to static. After a few moments the feed comes to life again. A group of six cloaked individuals walk into frame. Suddenly Strange music floods the arena. The music is dark and foreboding. The six people begin to walk along a path. As they do a blood red light shines into the sky, and the music fades to nothing as they walk towards the light. The six step forward and are bathed in the red light and as they do five of them remove their cloaks. There are three men and two women. They walk further into the red light and they come to a grave. The young woman wearing torn black trunks and a black corset steps forward and with a single look into the grave raises her hands.::

?: "I am Alicia Knight. I am the reincarnation of Stephanie Ambrosius the Lady of the High Peak of Mount Dolerous, daughter of the one true wizard, Myrddin Ambrosius Merlin to the layman. Arise Father . . . ARISE MYRDDIN wizard of the ROUNDTABLE."

::There is movement suddenly a large cherry, and oak coffin breaks through the surface of the grave. The soil falling aside more and more as the grave is completely destroyed. As the disturbance begins to cease. A voice begins to emanate from within the coffin. A dark and ominous voice.::

?: "They lay me down in a grave as if it would be my final resting place.... filling it with the Earth's rotting soil. They tried to destroy me, wishing I would just go away. But what is it? What have they really done? The simple minds of mortal men... they sent me back to the place that is my origin. Destroy me? The more they try, the more powerful I've become."

::One of the men steps forward and places a hand on the coffin. He is a gargantuan black man dressed in leathers and chains. He stares directly at the coffin and drops to a knee.::

?: "Master Myrddin, your time has arrived. Your family grows weary and weak in these times of trial. We beckon that you come forth and aid Arthur with his mantle of leadership."

?: "I've risen from my Earthy grave and I will slay the ones I once saved. The reckoning is upon us. The day Dark Camelot seizes the land, destroys all that you hold dear, make play things our of your heroes and devours your innocence. The plague of Darkness is coming; an all encompassing evil from which there is no escape, no mercy, no hope."

::The next to step forward is a man wearing a mask with long white hair. He too places his hand on the coffin and smiles a wicked grin as he looks to the cloaked man.::

?: "Brother Myrddin awaken and claim what is yours. Your daughter and your family await and we crave to have you among us once more. Bring your wisdom and your darkness back to this devoid and desolate world."

: "My time is nigh. Its called the future. And in the future, I will look down upon thee and I will decide whether you are an Agent of Darkness, or are you just mere kindling for my fires. The Power of Darkness shall be offered only to a chosen few. And those that resist the temptations of Camelot, pain becomes synonymous with punishment. Embrace and relish in the unearthly delight that pain has to offer.

::The next to step forward is the remaining woman who stands in next to the white haired man. She like the others places her hand on the coffin. She unlike the others does not speak.::

?: "Resist and there are no limits to the torment you subject yourself to. Don't fight it. It will tear your soul apart. So let my servants be few and secret. They shall rule the many and the known, for I am the Reaper of men, the Chaser of souls, the Weaver of nightmares. I am the Heart of Darkness. I am now and ever will be the Purity of Evil."

::The last of the uncloaked men and Alicia who led the ritual now step forward as one. The man lays his hand on the coffin. Alicia entwines her fingers through those of the man. He then looks to the sky.::

?: "Myrddin, you have watched us from beyond our reach. Now that you are here . . . so close we beg that you break free and grace us fill us with your knowledge.

The Hell you were threatened with as a child is no longer an option. It is a reality, a living, breathing reality and you are all right in the middle of it. Yes, Hell has relocated to Earth. Now you will know why you are afraid of the dark and you will learn why."

::The cloaked figure steps forward. Saying nothing he places his hand on the coffin. There is a LOUD crash of thunder and a bolt of lightning cascades down onto the coffin. The coffin is obliterated and standing there as though nothing ever happened is yet another cloaked man. He bends and picks up a singed branch. He holds it out to the members of the circle standing around him. First to the cloaked man. He touches both of the mans shoulders in turn then extends his left hand. The man grips it and they shake.::

?: "Arthur I am glad we have returned to reap devastation and havoc on this world together."

::He turns to the white haired man and his eyes gleam. He again extends his hand the man takes it and with eyes just as tear grained as his companion shakes.::

?: "You my brother you are as befits you. Your name is Lancelot. You shall reign with Arthur and show the presents just why we were feared oh so many years ago."

::Next the Myrddin turns to the woman standing at the side of the white haired man. He places his hand on her shoulder.::

?: "Lady Guinevere, you and Arthur had your time. Your mate in this time should be the man who stands by your side. With him and you together there will be no-one who may stand against us."

::When he releases her she turns to Lancelot and embraces him. Myrddin turns now to the woman who led the ceremony He smiles, and unlike the smile of a wicked vengeful man his smile is soft, and his eyes mirror their intensity and strength of pride.::

?: "Daughter, my talented and strong willed daughter. You truly live up to your position as lady of Mount Dolerous. You have served me and filled me with pride."

::Myrddin turns to the man standing by his daughter's side. He embraces the young man.::

?: "Gawain, you have protected my daughter and delivered her from harm in my stead. I embrace you as my son and I bless your desires to marry my daughter. You shall be a grand Knight in service to Arthur and his conquest."

::He finally turns to the giant of a man who was the first to entrust his hand to the coffins touch.::

?: "Bors, you will be my personal guard as you my friend have been most loyal of all. You shall stand at my right hand and be the one the people look to for direction when they do not understand what we command and you shall lead them back to the promise of our light."

::He raises his arms and as he brings them back down a lightning bolt strikes the center of the ring. The canvas catches fire. When the fire fades there is a castle with the words DARK CAMELOT burned into the center.::

?: "This new Camelot has very few rules. Very few indeed. The members know what they are and so will the world as we deem fit to reveal them. You see millenia ago as the world began to change and to reject Arthur he saw . . . he saw a weakness in them which allowed Mordrid, and Morgana to corrupt and destroy them from within. Because of this weakness they were able to destroy not only the people but Camelot as well. The glorious round table at which we all sat and reveled in each others stories was craked and nearly destroyed. This was the beginning of the end for Camelot, and The Knights passed into a deep sleep."

::Myrddin waves his hand at the men and women standing with him.::

?: "When the great sleep came upon us there were dozens of Knights and ladies, not only the seven of us remain. This is a testament to the corruption of this world. Many philosophers have foretold of a risen Camelot, and the thought has been the fancy of many a young man trying to prove his salt. There is just one thing these men had forgotten . . . when a hero is shattered he never returns as the shining symbol of greatness he once was. The same can be said of a legend such as Camelot. She fell and was ruined and raped of her beauty . . . now now that she has been reborn she is not the gleaming virtuous Camelot of old. No she is a vile twisted creature bent on destruction. As are her followers and her ruler Arthur. Arthur has come to realize that the only way to restore Camelot to her greatness is to destroy those who oppose her and rule over them with an IRON FIST and rule we shall."

::Myrddin raises an arm, as do the others. as one they speak.::

?: "Camelot lives once more."

::Myrddin grins evily.::

?: "U.W.A. Unchained Wrestling Alliance? This is a warning to the men . . . AND women who reside in those halls. Dark Camelot has risen ans we are thirsty for blood."

::The screen goes black and then back to the announcers who look stunned.::

LD: "Was that the group that abducted Nick Daniels?"

JC:"....No prison uniforms. No Asian woman. No creepy half angel, half demon symbol. I....don't think so."

LD: "Two of them?! Seriously?!"

JC:“We can't focus on that now. We have the World Champion with us!”

Jamie Hensley: “This match is a tag team match and scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Belfast, Ireland and weighting in at Two hundred and Forty-five pounds. He is The Firecracker....PAULY O'COOONER!”

"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:“I personally think this is the one person in that match that shouldn't have been in it.”

LD: “Then you don't agree with who will be challenging Aerynn for the World Title do you?”

JC:“No, I don't! The real Champion is MIA!”

LD: “No, HERE is the real Champion.”

Jamie Hensley: “And his partner. Weighting in at One Hundred and Forty pounds. She is the UWA World Wrestling Champion! She is The Irish Princess.....AERYNN DONLEY!”

::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"

::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 the ramp::

JC:“Come on....how can you be the Heavyweight Champion at her size?”

LD: “That's the great part Jason. UWA doesn't have a World Heavyweight Champion. UWA has a World Wrestling Champion. You don't have to be a heavyweight, to be a wrestling Champion.”

JC:“It's against nature!”

LD: “And your a sexist!”

Jamie Hensley: “And their opponents. Introducing first from Las Vegas, Nevada. Weighting in at Two hundred and twenty-five pounds. 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 Play maker 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 as he basks in the glow of the hatred of those who booed him relentlessly. If's not like he cared, one way or the other about these people. The poor, unwashed masses.::

"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."

::Brody walk down the ramp and slides beneath the ropes before he 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: “The big question is going to be how he and Sentinel interact after he did what he did earlier tonight.”

JC:“...Yea. I don't see Sentinel being happy about that.”

LD: “Happy? He's going to be homicidal.”

::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 the platform comes to a stop. He makes his way down the ramp alone toward the ring, eyes forward as though the rest of the world and the fans reaching for him don't even exist.::

Jamie Hensley: "Introducing, from Valley Forge, Tennessee and weighing in at 281 pounds...the Silent Destroyer...SENTINEL!

::Sentinel rolls in under the bottom rope and comes up to his full height mid-ring. He shrugs out of his sleeveless biker jacket, tossing it to a ringside attendant and rolling his head a bit, cracking his neck to loosen up a bit before the match. He quickly turns his attention to the task at hand, gray eyes staring expressionlessly at Brody who stares right back.::

LD: “I am not sure how smart this pairing was.”

JC:“I agree. Sentinel and Brody together? Not smart at all.”

::Everywhere Brody went Sentinel's cold eyes followed. The muscles of his jaw and neck seemed to pulse and dance as he bit back whatever he was feeling. Aerynn and Pauly were talking in their corner and the Champion stepped back over the ropes letting Pauly start. There was no discussion from Brody and Sentinel as the big man simply stepped over the ropes staring at the Millionaire Playboy.

Brody stared right back at The silent Destroyer which gave Pauly the chance to jump him when his back was turned. Pauly grabbed Brody by the shoulder and spun him around. When Brody spun around Pauly hit three hard right hands backing him into the ropes. Pauly leaned his shoulder into Brody and whipped him across the ring.

When Brody came back from the whip he slid under a Pauly clothesline attempt but before Brody could do anything Pauly turned, arched his hip and hit a beautiful super kick which got the crowd on it's feet. Pauly leans down and pulls Brody up by the hair and whips him into the corner. Pauly hits a running clothesline and then shoves Brody out of the corner to roll and tags in Aerynn.::

LD: “HERE WE GO! How long do you think Aerynn had waited to get her hands on Brody?”

JC:“About as long as Brody has wanted to get his hands on her...if you catch my drift.”

LD: “God! Your a pig!”

JC:“....Oink.”

::Aerynn wasted no time getting into the ring and pulling Brody to his feet. The Champion rocked the playboy with right hand after hard right hand backing him slowly into the corner. Once in the corner Aerynn leaned her own shoulder into Brody and attempted an Irish Whip into the opposite corner but Brody reversed it and sent her into the corner instead.

Brody shook his head once to clear it then took a running start at the opposite corner but Aerynn saw him coming and grabbed the top rope and pulled herself through the ropes to the apron just as Brody slammed full force into the corner.::

LD: “Good lord look how limber she is!”

JC:“I...”

LD: “NO! For the love of everything holy...just one time....no?”

JC:“.....”

::A brief shot of The Silent Destroyer showed the monster with the faintest little smile on the corners of his mouth at the sudden impact of Broderick Montgomery. Brody on the other hand crawled to the ropes and was using them to pull himself back up, but seeing his head poking through the ropes was almost more then the Champ could bear.

Aerynn looked around the Arena at the rabid fans screaming and lifted her leg. She came down in a full split on the apron with her foot behind Brody's head that mixed a guillotine on the bottom rope and slammed his forehead into the apron.::

LD: “Wasn't exactly the Dirty Redheaded Slut....”

JC:“But effective none the less.”

::Aerynn rolled Brody back into the ring and hooked the leg.::

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KICK OUT!

JC:“It isn't going to be that easy.”

LD: “....to beat Broderick? It has been lately.”

JC:“.....”

::Aerynn slid up from her knees and then looked down at Brody and motioned to the crowd. The crowd was on it's feet as she backed up a few steps. Brody climbed shakingly to his feet and Aerynn launched herself at Brody aiming for the Stall 'n Crawl but Brody ducked under it. Aerynn caught herself on the top rope but unlike the men, it didn't cripple her.

With Aerynn trying to free herself from the top rope Brody stands and hits a standing back flip that smacks his feet off the side of Aerynn's face. The Champ crashes to the mat and Brody staggers to his corner where Sentinel awaits. Brody reaches out and doesn't tag Sentinel, but slams his hand off the big man's chest and motions into the ring.::

LD: “Was that a tag?”

JC:“....Or an assault. Depending on your city of origin.”

::Sentinel climbed over the top rope watching as Brody slid under the bottom rope. Sentinel was about to reach over the rope and snatch up the Playboy by the hair when Aerynn reached over his shoulder and dropped him with a neck breaker. Aerynn pushed herself back on her knees and waited for Sentinel to climb back to his feet.

When Sentinel got back to his feet Aerynn jumped for him again but Sentinel caught her coming in. Sentinel walked to the center of the ring then flipped Aerynn back over his head to send her crashing to the mat. Sentinel sat up and looked directly at his corner.::

JC:“I think Sentinel is trying to send a message.”

LD: “And I think Brody bit off more then he can chew.”

::Sentinel rose to his feet and pulled Aerynn up by the hair but Aerynn broke the grasp and rocked Sentinel with a hard right hand then took off to the opposite ropes. Aerynn ran for a clothesline, but Sentinel grabbed her coming in and lifted her high in the air for a choke slam. Aerynn kicked her feet and dropped down behind Sentinel.

Aerynn leaned back into the ropes and tried for a bulldog but Sentinel simply placed his hand behind Aerynn's head and shoved downwards as hard as he could sending the Champion crashing to the mat. The Silent Destroyer pulls the Champ up by the hair and walks to his corner where he reaches out and slams his hand off Brody's chest as Brody had done to him earlier.::

JC:“That's a tag!”

LD: “...and Brody looks like that hurt.”

::Sure enough as Brody was climbing into the ring he was holding his chest. Sentinel climbed back over the top rope and that's about when things began to deteriorate. Brody turned to face his partner and began to jaw at him. Motioning between his chest and Sentinel and then reached out and full on punched Sentinel in the face.::

JC:“....Did Brody just punch his own partner!?”

LD: “I think the Referee is counting it as a tag!”

::Sentinel's head slapped to the side and when his head came back his eyes were wide with rage. Brody's own eyes widened and he tried to step back but Sentinel grabbed him by the throat and pulled him clean over the top rope. Brody shifted his weight until both men lost their balance and fell from the apron to the floor.

Aerynn was crawling to her corner as Sentinel and Brody brawled on the outside of the ring. The Silent Destroyer tried for a big boot but once again Brody ducked under it, sliding on a single knee, and then popped up behind him to back flip and hit a beautiful kick to the face. Sentinel staggered to the apron, then his eyes widened and he rushed Broderick dropping him with a huge clothesline.::

LD: “I think we may need security.”

JC:“....Again?!”

::As it would appear, they were wrong. In the ring Aerynn had tagged in Pauly and the referee was on the Eight of his count when Sentinel slid back into the ring. Pauly waited until Sentinel climbed into the ring and that was his mistake. The monster was angry and when he turned suddenly Pauly wasn't expecting it. Sentinel turned and turned Pauly inside out with a huge big boot that nearly took Pauly out of his shoes.

Sentinel pulls Pauly back to his feet and locks him into a Suplex. With Pauly suspended in midair Sentinel drops him into a sit out power-bomb. As Sentinel was preparing for the pin he noticed Aerynn climbing through the ropes. She rushed forward to break up the pin but Sentinel took her by the back of the hair and launched her over the top rope.::

JC:“Sentinel's on fire! I think Brody motivated him.”

LD: “With murderous rage perhaps.”

::As Sentinel launched Aerynn over the top rope Brody was getting back on the apron. He reached out and blind tagged himself in. Sentinel can do nothing but stare in blank hostility as Brody runs over and drops into the cover.::

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::Sentinel again cracks the faintest little smile as Brody leans up on his knees and then looked over his shoulder at his partner. The camera catches something that looks like “Yea, and he kicked out of it because it SUCKS!” The monster's eyes narrow but as the two men jaw and stare at one another Pauly crawls back to his corner where Aerynn is once again waiting. Aerynn comes into the ring and walks up behind her employer who is still jawing at his partner.::

LD: “I don't understand Broderick's problem with Sentinel. The big man simply showed him respect.”

JC:“And Brody feels like he is being pitied.”

LD: “But he isn't!”

JC:“Tell him that.”

::Aerynn plants her hands into Brody's back and shoves trying to get his attention, but the All American Nightmare jumps up, lands on the second rope and rebounds kicking Aerynn square in the face. Staring at Sentinel Brody pulls Aerynn up and with her over his shoulders throws her up and knees her in the face then drops into the cover.::

LD: “Can he...?”

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JC:“Broderick Montgomery has pinned the Champion!”

Jamie Hensley: “And your winner....Broderick Montgomery III and The Silent Destroyer SENTINEL!”

LD: “They didn't team effectively but won none the less.”

JC:“I think they were so focused on each other, their opponents lost a bit of focus.”

::Brody was having his hand raised as “All American Nightmare” plays over the PA System but when he turned Sentinel laid him out with another of his big boots. Sentinel reaches down and pulls Brody back to his feet and pulls him into a military press, and tosses him over the top rope to crash to the floor.

Sentinel climbed down after him but when he went to pull him up Brody surged forward and slammed him back first into the ring. Sentinel's back arched and he showered clubbing blows down on Brody's spine. Sentinel finally got some clearance and shoved Brody away. The Playboy slid on a single knee and popped back up.

Around the time the two began to head toward one another again security came rushing out and separated the two men.::

Oliver: “GENTLEMEN! That is enough!”

::The president of UWA walked through the curtain. Offering a brief nod to Aerynn and Pauly as they walked up the ramp. Neither Sentinel nor Brody seemed to be paying much attention as they were trying to get around security.::

Oliver: “Mr. Montgomery. Sentinel. I said that is enough!”

::The force and ferocity in his voice got the attention of the two men who both looked up at the stage and the UWA President.::

Oliver: “That is better. Now, Sentinel you wanted a match with Broderick and Mr. Montgomery it appears to me that you have some kind of beef yourself. So, I have made that match, however. You two going after each other like this is unacceptable. Do you hear me gentlemen? UNACCEPTABLE!”

::Neither Brody nor Sentinel appeared to be moving to apologize to each other so Oliver simply continued.::

Oliver: “So with the mindset of doing what is best for UWA I have decided that the two of you will now have a no contact order. If either one of you violates it before the Pay Per View then I will make your life significantly unpleasant and if you think I can't, I would like to remind you about your first match Mr. Montgomery.”

::Without letting either man being able to answer Oliver simply turned and left leaving Brody and Sentinel separated by security. The camera followed Oliver as he walked through the hallways when Samuel approached Oliver holding a large red velvet box.::

Samuel: “It just arrived....but...”

Oliver: “It's about time. I wasn't sure it would arrive in time.”

::As Oliver looked down at the box he heard the final word and looked up slowly. Almost wearily.::

Oliver: “....But....”

Samuel: “It came with this....”

::Samuel held out a small card with the half demon and half angel logo.::

Samuel: “It was attached to the box.”

Oliver: “Your not serious!”

Samuel: “Yes sir.”

Oliver: “Tighten security. I don't want them interfering with the presentation.”

Samuel: “Yes sir.”

::Samuel walked away from Oliver as the camera shifted back to the announcers.::

Jamie Hensley: "And now, ladies and gentlemen, it is time for our main event of the evening!"

LD: "I've been eager to see this match all night, Jason. Two double-tough young ladies with top billing going out to show what they can do in front of these wild fans!"

JC:"You lost me at 'top billing', Lula. I'm not here to critique. I'm here to ogle."

LD: "Then you won't mind if I ignore you, then."

::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"

::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.::

"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.::

LD: "Jeszika has had a strange time here in UWA...one which has nothing to do with her in-ring endeavors."

JC:"What I can't fathom is why Broderick Montgomery would even WANT to work things out with her. Y'know, unless she's bringing her friends over for a little fun once in a while..."

LD: "Figures you'd turn it into something dirty. But I'm actually rooting for her in all that. Maybe she can turn Brody around."

JC:"Let me know when you get back from Neverland, 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.::

JC:"See, y'know what I like about Kaylyn here? The utter lack of bullcrap surrounding her. She's here to fight and to win. Nothing fancy. And she gets to look hot doing it."

LD: "But that mean streak...girl's vicious."

JC:"That's the kind of attitude that takes you to the top. The same thing you harp on in others is what's gonna make this young lady a champion."

LD: "I doubt that, Jason. I mean, they always say be nice to people because you see the same people going up that you saw going down."

JC:"I like the sound of that."

LD: "Perv."

::With both women in the ring, Jamie Hensley steps forward again.::

Jamie Hensley: "This match is set for one fall with a 30-minute time limit! Introducing first, in the corner to my left...hailing from New Orleans, Louisiana and weighing in at 160 pounds...JESZIKA GAUTIER!"

::The fans cheer pretty heavily for the silver-haired assassin as she waves to them from her corner.::

Jamie Hensley: "And her opponent, wrestling out of Brooklyn, New York and weighing in at 121 pounds...The Pefect Ten...KAYLYN JAMES EVANS!"

::It's night and day, the difference in fan reaction: while there are certainly scattered cheers for the tough lady from Brookly, it's mostly boos...and she soaks up every decibel. The referee calls for the bell and we're off! Kaylyn quickly proves herself to be the more aggressive of the two, slapping the taste out of Jeszika's mouth and shoving her back toward the corner while she's stunned. The Perfect Ten bends Jez back with one hand, making a show of licking the edge of the other before lighting her up with a series of chops. The moment she turns around to gloat, Jez is on the offensive. She grabs Kaylyn by the hair and forcefully switches places, driving a few stiff forearms to her jaw. Kaylyn rakes the eyes to create some distance yet finds herself elevated over a ready Jeszika's head after which she lands hard on the mat.::

LD: "Should've known that things would get mean between these two quick!"

JC:"Nothing wrong with a little chick-fight! Look at Jeszika lay in those right hands! Got good position on top of Kaylyn, there..."

LD: "Focus!"

::Jeszika is indeed laying in the punches to a downed Kaylyn, almost losing track of the five-count. When Jez is physically pulled from Kaylyn's prone form, the Perfect Ten spears her at short-range and flips over her prone body, attempting a quick cover.::




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::Breaking out quickly, Jeszika is met by a kick to the jaw that sends her sprawling. Kaylyn follows up with a few stomps for good measure and yanks the silver-haired woman to her feet. She screams something into Jeszika's face, the retort from Jez being a headbutt. Kaylyn returns the shot and sends Jez into the ropes, bringing her down the hard way with a tilt-a-whirl back breaker She attempts another pin but Jeszika kicks out again at two.::

LD: "Jeszika better create some distance here or she's not gonna last against Kaylyn's onslaught."

JC:"It's fun watching her try, at least."

::As though she heard the advice, Jeszika rolls out of the ring to get away from Kaylyn. No stranger to fighting mean, Kaylyn is quickly out after her, bouncing the Hit-Woman's head off the apron. Jez shoves her back and tries a kick but her leg is caught. It's a ruse and the crack of her other leg striking Kaylyn in the back of the head reverberates through the arena. After the enzuigiri, Jez latches on to Kaylyn and uses a Russian leg sweep to drive the back of her head into the barricade!::

JC:"...gotta give her credit. That was inventive."

::Jez climbs back up onto the apron, still feeling a bit battered but getting back into the game. The Perfect Ten doesn't appear to know where she is and neither woman is following the count, which has reached five. Moonsaulting off the apron, Jeszika sends herself and her opponent to the floor to quite a reaction from the crowd. They're hard-pressed to find their way back to the ring before ten, but both manage. A dropkick knocks down a charging Kaylyn effectively but it isn't enough to get Jeszika a three-count. She backs up onto the second turnbuckle and measures Kaylyn, leaping off into the arms of The Perfect Ten who proceeds to drill her with a spinebuster mid-ring!::

LD: "Concussion city! But is there enough left in Kaylyn to try for the win?!"

JC:"Hell, the referee could count to twenty after that landing!"

::The Perfect Ten doesn't seem to agree. She's up first and she makes a beeline for the turnbuckles. Ascending to the top, she comes off with a beautiful leg drop landing across the chest of Jeszika. Making the pin with the far leg hooked...::



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LD: "How did Jeszika kick out of that?!"

::That's what Kaylyn wants to know, pounding her fist on the mat in frustration. She brings Jez back up and shoves her into the ropes, laying into her with more chops. As with before, Jez fights back with forearms and soon both women are mid-ring, trading blows back and forth. Kaylyn clips Jez with an uppercut to the chin before bringing her down with a hurricanrana, hooking both legs upon landing.::




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JC:"Oh, come on! That had to be three!"

LD: "Kaylyn would agree, but the official says two!"

JC:"Can he even COUNT to three?!"

::While Kaylyn argues with the striped shirt, Jeszika rolls her up from behind quickly!::




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::Doesn't take more than a moment to realize just how close she was to getting upset by the Silver Assassin and Kaylyn goes on the attack with the viciousness she's known for. A missed clothesline from Jeszika leads to a burning hammer attempt which Jez elbows her way out of. Kaylyn is right there with a back elbow, though, after which she powerbombs Jez onto the turnbuckles. A running kick is attempted while Jez is seated against the bottom turnbuckle but she has the awareness to roll out of the way at the last moment. Kaylyn doesn't take much damage from going chest-first into the turnbuckles but is, again, rolled up just like before!::




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LD: "Almost took home the win there, did Jez! I have to say: she's playing it smart here!"

JC:"It's cheap! Stand up and fight The Perfect Ten like a woman, I say!"

LD: "Like you know anything about fighting! Either of these girls could whip your tail!"

JC:"And I'd love every moment of it!"

::Frustration is ramping up in the Brooklyn native. She attempts another spinebuster but Jeszika turns it into a DDT and looks to transition from that into the Femme-Grip! Knowing what's coming, Kaylyn quickly angles her body to get a foot over the bottom rope, ruining Jezika's plans. Forced to break things up, Jeszika keeps trying to get at Kaylyn and pays for her enthusiasm by being yanked forward by her ring gear, landing throat-first on the second rope. Kaylyn takes a few steps back before leaping and driving both feet into the back of Jez. Rebounding off the ropes, Jez is victimized by a swinging neckbreaker but the pin attempt falls short when she's able to reach out and grab the bottom rope.

Having had enough of it all, Kaylyn drives a knee into Jeszika's back and clamps on a full-nelson, looking for her vaunted KY Bomb...::

JC:"Oh-oh...that move has all kinds of potential."

LD: "In more ways than one, but this is wrestling so keep your filthy jokes to yourself!"

JC:"I'm affronted, miss."

LD: "I'll bet you are..."

::Jez struggles in her grip for a moment yet it isn't till she's lifted up that she slips out of Kaylyn's grip. She rolls up The Perfect Ten quickly...::




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::...and almost takes the win on shock-factor alone! Kaylyn barely misses a shining wizard aimed at Jez's temple but is doubled over by a kick to the gut. Jez hops onto her back, flips under and...::

LD: "Fatale-ity!"

JC:"Think she'll try that on Brody now that they're trying to make up?"

LD: "Ugh...just...no."

::Hooking the leg, Jez leans in on her grip as the referee makes the count.::




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Jamie Hensley: "Ladies and gentlemen, your winner...JESZIKA GAUTIER!"

LD: "Impressive win by Jeszika here tonight! I hope she builds on it in the coming weeks."

JC:"Long as being the good trophy wife doesn't tire her out too much..."

::The referee raises Jeszika's arm in the middle of the ring. Jeszika celebrates a moment before dropping from the ring and the two women leave the ringside area. No sooner had Jeszika and Kaylyn gone back through the curtain from their match then Born to rise hits the Pa system. After a few moments Oliver came through the curtain with box under his left arm and a huge smile on his face. He took his time coming down to the ring and when he got there Jamie handed him a mic.::

Oliver: “Ladies and gentlemen of Pasadena. The Unchained Wrestling Alliance has now seen the end of it's forth show since its creation and....what a ride it has been. We have seen love, revenge, lust, intrigue violence and if I don't say so myself....some damn good, good ol fashion wrestling!”

LD: “Yes we have!”

JC:“Agreed on all accounts!”

::Oliver was all smiles as the crowd began to cheer and scream their approval. After giving the crowd their moment Oliver lifted a hand to quiet them just a bit.::

Oliver: “But you know what we haven't had yet?”

JC:“Beer night at Hooters?”

LD: “.....I can't understand why Oliver doesn't fire you.”

JC:“Cuz I’m too pretty.”

LD: “....”

Oliver: “We haven't had a World Wrestling Champion, but ladies and gentlemen I am proud to announce that even that how now been rectified.”

LD: “Yes it has!”

Oliver: “At Tragic Engagement we saw four competitors battle to find out who would be the first to hold the UWA World Title and of those four one came out on top and was able to claim the top prize in our business. I can say that I am more proud of this person then I ever thought possible. They bring prestige and honor to the Title.

Now without further adu allow me to introduce to you, the UWA World Champion.....AERYNN DONNELLY!”

::The song people were expecting to hear didn't play, instead “Roar” by Katy Perry hit the Pa System and the crowd absolutely exploded. Through the curtain walked Aerynn with her hair back in a ponytail and a wide smile on her face. The crowd cheered as she walked down the ramp way and into the ring.::

LD: “Now I have to agree with this. This new music for her is perfect. She is a Champion now. She's allowed people and situations to keep her down. I think she is putting everyone on notice. It's not happening anymore.”

JC:“....So....she's having her monthlies then?”

Oliver: “Now Aerynn, before I present to you the new UWA World Title, would you like to say anything to the fans and those watching us streaming live?”

::Aerynn nodded and took the mic from the owner. Once she had the mic she turned and looked around at the crowd.::

Aerynn: ““First I want tae say thank ye tae Nick Daniels, Pauly O'Conner an' Sentinel. Ye put up a hell o' a fight. Twas an honor tae face ye an' will be an honor when I face any 'r all o' ye again. I ne'er expected it would be easy, but I also ne'er expected it tae be tha' kind o' a knock down, drag out dog fight. So, thank ye.

Second. Tae everyone in tha back, be they superstar 'r manager, who said tha' Aerynn Donnelly would ne'er be tha UWA World Champion. Tha' I dinna deserve it. Tha' I dinna earn it. Tha' I dinna take tha business serious 'nough 'r tha' they were out o' me league.

This would be your Que to stop talking. “

JC:“Strong words from our Champion.”

LD: “I think she's earned it.”

JC:“Could make her some enemies.”

Aerynn: “Third. I want tae make it known right here an' right now. This Title willna become just another extension o' Broderick Montgomery's reach. He didn't win this title. He didn't e'en qualify fer this title an' he will na get his claws intae my reign. If he doesnae like it, he an' I can discuss it privately but he will be disappointed wit' tha outcome.

This title is 'bout more then jus' some little boys bruised ego. I will continue tae do me best tae help him become better, but my days as his personal servant are over.”

JC:“She can't do that! She's under contract!”

LD: “And she wouldn't be doing it if she didn't have a plan.”

Aerynn: “...so in short. Thank ye, President Georgio. An' thank ye, UWA fans!”

::Aerynn handed the mic back to Oliver and the older man smiled and nodded approvingly.::

Oliver: “Beautifully spoken Aerynn. Now, without further fanfare I present to all of you. The UWA World Title.”

::Oliver reached into the box and pulled the belt from within then let the box drop. The strap was black with plates of white gold and steel. It had chains all around it and a beautiful plate that read “UWA World Wrestling Championship” and then below that “Aerynn Donnelly”. Oliver went to hand the belt to Aerynn, but before he could the lights of the arena faded and a words voice began to sing gently over the PA System.::

“And the cry goes out.
They lose their minds for us.
And how it plays out.
Now were in the ring
and were coming for blood.”

::Oliver and Aerynn looked around the darkened arena to find some source for this strange new music but found none. The song simply played gently to the eerie darkness.::

“Delicate in every way but one.
God knows we like acaric kinds of fun
Chance is the only game I play with baby.
We let our battles choose us.”

::As Aerynn and Oliver looked to the stage a woman walked through the curtain. She was of Asian decent and wearing a beautiful deep purple gown with her brown hair hanging down over her shoulders. Atop her head sat what appeared to be a tiara of solid crystal. She stepped out to the center of the stage. She had a face that could only be called hauntingly beautiful and yet pure at the same time, but her eyes were void of all emotion. Dead.::

“We gladiate but I guess were really fighting ourselves.
Roughing up our minds so were ready when the kill time comes.
Wide awake in bed. Words in my brain.
Secretly you love this. Do you even wanna go free?
Let me in the ring. I'll show you what that big word means.”

::With the music still playing Oliver lifted his microphone but no sound came out. Aerynn stormed over to the announce table side of the ring and grabbed another mic, but this one was dead as well. The camera even showed the announcers speaking into their headsets but no sound coming out. After a few moments even they looked confused and began to tap their hands on the microphones, but no sound was heard.

When the music finally died the woman on the stage brought up a microphone and spoke with very little ascent.::

Woman: “Father has decreed that you are unworthy of speaking, so therefor you cannot. Please, be silent as we have things to discuss.”

::Oliver began to shout but the woman only smiled contently at the silence.::

Woman: “WE are the Children of Nephilim and WE have a message for you.”

::The woman lifted a hand and snapped her fingers just once, then as one a dozen men and women in black sleeveless prison looking uniforms rose from the crowd. They stood at the barricade just on the other side. Oliver and Aerynn looked on a little concerned as the men and women jumped the barricade and surrounded the ring.::

Woman: “You have sinned. Do you know that? You and this shell of a company you called U.W.A. You put on grand displays, like so called Pagans dancing before the moonlight for a human sacrifice. You stand on the shoulders of greater men and claim yourselves to be dominate.

And now you wish to adorn yourselves with bobbles and jewels. Fancy gold and belts that mean absolutely nothing. You stand on the shoulders of greater man, men like our father and proclaim yourselves equals.

That offends us Oliver Georgio. You stand there puffed up on your own self importance and it is a affront to the one true Messiah of our world. The Messiah of Destruction. The Messiah of Decay. You call your show Mayhem when you know nothing of true Mayhem.....”

::The woman's voice dropped to a dull whisper.::

Woman: “....but we will teach you. Yes. We will teach you all about Mayhem, and Carnage and Destruction and Decay. All of it. All for you. It is....our gift to you. From enlighten minds to barbarians.”

::As she spoke this woman walked slowly down the ramp way until she stood just before the ring. Aerynn grabbed the middle rope and lifted, inviting the woman into the ring, but the Asian woman only looked on dispassionately. After only a few moments of silence she lifted her microphone and spoke again.::

Woman: “....Father has decreed that a message must be send. Children....do it.”

::The men and women jumped up onto the apron. One of the ones closest to the announce table was pulled down by Jason, only to be laid out with a hard clothesline leaving the others to enter the ring itself. No sooner had the first one entered the ring fully then Aerynn struck. She lunged forward and shoulder blocked one over the top rope then turned and hit the Stall 'n Crawl on another. Aerynn turned to find the next jumpsuit covered person only to be met with the foot of one of the monstrous sized men.

One of the men pulled Aerynn back to her feet and shoved her toward the corner where a woman was waiting. The woman launched herself out and arched her back hitting a beautiful super kick that smacked off the side of Aerynn's face. Oliver could do little but watch as his Champion was laid to waste by the sheer numbers of this group.

Once Aerynn was down the Asian woman lifted her hands up and two of the men pulled her up onto the apron and held the ropes as she entered the ring. The woman who had super kicked Aerynn snatched the World Title out of Oliver's hand and presented it to the Asian woman reverently. The woman it out in one hand with the microphone in the other.::

Woman: “This is the reason we are here. U.W.A.'s personal golden calf. All of this beautiful gold is affront to the true Master of our world. We present you a deal Oliver Georgio....”

::Oliver was shown to say “What?!” and held his hands out helplessly. The woman nodded to one of the men who from inside his jumpsuit pulled out another belt. It was made of brass and copper and was the ugliest thing anyone had ever seen.::

Woman: “This is the U.W.A. Title belt. Do not seek to rise above thyself and worship any Lord other then the true Lord. OUR Lord. As long as you follow this simple rule....you will never see us again.”

Oliver: “What about Nick Daniels?”

::The Presidents words were heard through the woman's microphone and the woman only smiled.

Woman: “He belongs to us now. Do not test us again Oliver. We will be watching.”

::The woman dropped the mic and one by one the men and women in the ring dropped to the floor and jumped the barricade. The Asian woman was the last to leave, with the UWA World title firmly in her grasp. Once again the lights of the arena faded out and when they returned the group of people were gone. Lost in the crowd.::

LD: “I cannot believe....Well it looks like we have control of the truck again ladies and gentlemen. Oliver looks at a loss for words. Jason Chase is out...again and Aerynn Donnelly doesn't appear to be moving. What the hell is going on!?”

::Oliver was shown kneeling next to Aerynn as the World Champion was coming around. Once Aerynn got to her knees she looked down at the “new” U.W.A. World Title and shoved it away in disgust then rolled out of the ring and began to back up the ramp looking up at Oliver saying things the camera couldn't make out.::

LD: “I don't think our World Champion is happy with Oliver right now. She's flat out refusing to take this World title the woman left. That's all the time we have tonight ladies and gentlemen. Thank you for tuning in!”

::The U.W.A. logo flashes across the corner of the ring showing Aerynn walking up the ramp, looking more angry then we have ever seen her before.::