Monday Night Mayhem Live from Mountain View, CA

[UWAStaff]

::The UWA's first true sell out show came in mountain view, California. The camera took a quick panning shot out the arena and the various signs before it was to go back to the announce table but it didn't get to make it there. As soon as the camera finished banning over the arena and PA System hit and “Roar” began to echo through the arena.::

JC:“Well we WERE going to greet you, but it seems our World Champion has other ideas.”

LD: Do you blame her? After everything she has been through over the last month?”

::Aerynn made her entrance, still without the ugly copper monstrosity that they were calling the UWA World Title. She made a beeline for the ring and once there Jamie handed her a mic. Aerynn turned to the screaming crowd and waved them silent.::

Aerynn: “I am out here t'night tae discuss tha utter an' complete tragedy tha' has befallen UWA. Ye all saw it last Mayhem. People not e'en under UWA contract walked inta tha arena.. Hell, walked inta tha very ring an' handed President Oliver Georgio an ultimatum. I honestly thought he would ignore it.. But, here I stand WITHOUT tha UWA World title.”

JC:“Oliver did what was best for UWA!”

LD: Bowing down to terrorists is best for UWA?! Please!”

Aerynn: “I am out here t'night tae DEMAND my UWA World Title. So, Mister Georgio, if ye'd please join me an' bring me MY World title.”

::Aerynn stood in the middle of the ring tapping her foot off the mat until “Born to Rise” hits the PA System but it wasn't Oliver who came out. It was Samuel. He walked out of the back, his very curly hair hanging down to his shoulders. For a larger man he got down to the ring and climbed into it with relative ease and in his hand was the copper UWA Title. Before he could say anything however Aerynn lifted a hand.::

Aerynn: “I didna call ye, Samuel. An' I damn sure didna ask fer THA'.”

::Samuel walked to the other side of the ring and got a mic for himself. When he turned Aerynn looked more then a little annoyed.::

Samuel: “I understand your frustration Aerynn but Mr. Georgio isn't here tonight. Here had a meeting with a cable company about buying a few hours of TV Title for your promotional videos. No promises, but that is where he is.”

LD: Whoa! We may get our own channel?!”

JC:“For promotional videos only, don't pee yourself Lula.”

Aerynn: “Tha's all well an' good, Samuel. Doesna change tha fact tha' whot yer holdin' in yer hands isna whot I asked fer.”

Samuel: “We understand that Aerynn, but what would you have us do? You've seen what these people are capable of. Mr. Daniels STILL hasn't been seen or heard from since Tragic Engagement. We must think about the safety of our company and it's employees.”

Aerynn: “Tha's jus' an excuse. An' ye know it. Do ye think a single person in tha back is 'fraid o' this little group?”
Samuel: “....Well....”

Aerynn: “Do ye think this is whot these fans want?!”

::The fans responded with a resounding NO!::

Aerynn: “Ye an' Oliver have shown tha' anyone who walks in tha door an' causes a little chaos will get whate'er they want from tha U.W.A. Brass. Is tha' tha message ye want sent, Samuel?”

Samuel: “....Of course not....”

Aerynn: “Then stand up an' show some back bone. These so called Children of Nephilim are nothin' but school yard bullies. An' tha only way tae stop school yard bullies is to stand up an' pop them right in tha mouth! Now, are ye going to give me MY World Title 'r not?”

Samuel: “....I'm sorry Ms. Donnelly but the matter is closed.”

Aerynn: “Like hell it is.”

::Samuel dropped the mic and put the new UWA World Title on the mat and left the ring. Aerynn watched as he walked up the ramp and disappeared through the curtain without looking back. Aerynn watched after him then turned and kicked the Title across the ring and to the floor. She then began to pace and spoke instead to the crowd.::

Aerynn: “Ladies an' gentlemen. Ye havena heard tha last o' this I promise ye. UWA willna bow tae tha Children 'r anyone else as long as I am Champion.. Nae, as long as I am here in general. My people didna get tae be who we are by allowing someone tae jus' do whate'er they wanted wit' impunity. We make them pay. We attack back an' tha' is exactly whot we will do here. Mark my words!”

::Aerynn dropped out of the ring and left the UWA World Title on the floor. As she walks up the ramp way it shifts to a short message about Spring Slaughter and then back to the ring for the announcing of the first match.::

Jamie Hensley: “Introducing first, wrestling out of Jacksonville, South Carolina and weighing in at 220 pounds, “The Alpha Wolf” KYLE NORTHMAN!”

::The Max Impact ensemble of the United States Air Force Band’s “Send Me” starts up as “the Alpha Wolf” Kyle Northman makes his way down to the ring, glaring at everyone around as if they are all potential prey.::

LD: This is one off-putting individual!”

JC:“Feeling like a target are you?”

LD: I’m just saying the look in that man’s eyes is not normal!”

JC:“No… he’s what Metallica meant when they talked about things being of wolf and man...”

Jamie Hensley: “And his opponent, from New York City and weighing in at 269 pounds, The Career Killa, VINCE JONES!”

BRACE YOURSELF FOR THE MAIN EVENT!!!

::The drum roll immediately leads into "Take a Look at My Life" by Fat Joe as Vince Jones and his lovely valet and girlfriend, Jasmine "The Crown Jewel of Wrestling" burst through the entryway curtains. Vince makes his way to the edge of the rampway, raises his arms above his head, and flashes the hand sign of his old crew, the EDW. Jasmine stands behind him and looks out at the crowd with a rather smug look plastered across her face. Vince lowers his arms and begins marching towards the ring followed by Jasmine. Along the way Vince talks smack and antagonizes each and every person that he can that disapproves of his presence. They both reach the ring and enter. Vince Jones climbs the turnbuckle raises his arms in the air and once again flashes the EDW hand sign for the crowd to see. After taking in all of the hate from the crowd he immediately climbs back down to the mat and readies himself for battle.::

LD: It’s amazing the difference fifty pounds makes!”

JC:“Which one are you more scared of?”

LD: I wouldn’t wanna be left alone with either!”

JC:“This is gonna be a good fight...”

::Northman leans down, gritting his teeth and almost taking an all fours stance as Jones just cocks his head, not sure if he should laugh or just bitch slap the guy for trying his patience. Northman’s fingers run along the mat as the referee steps back and calls for the bell. Jones nods as Northman leaps at him, growling angrily. Jones goes to catch him but Northman manages to swing his elbow in, smashing Jones in the face. Jones falls back towards the corner and Northman goes to pounce again. Jones ducks him, turns and clocks Northman in the mouth. Northman almost immediately returns fire with a vicious elbow strike and then spins into a kick to the face that knocks Jones on his ass. Northman jumps, screeching like a banshee on acid, bearing his teeth as he goes. Jones gets his knees up and executes a monkey flip that tosses Northman across the ring while the crowd cheers the two on.::

LD: How animalistic is this guy?”

JC:“He almost looks like a rabid dog.. or just Wolverine lost in a berserker rampage...”

LD: Is that bad?”

JC:“Very!”

::Northman hits hard and then scrambles back up, charging right back at his target. Jones gets up and sidesteps the onslaught, waving him on. Northman pulls up by the corner, growling in rage. Jones rushes in and catches the turning Northman with a clotheslines that smashes the Alpha Wolf hard against the turnbuckles. Jones starts firing fists, bouncing knuckles off Northman's temples as he alternates hands. Northman tries to cover up, ducking under before letting loose a monstrous yell and tackling Jones to the mat, digging his teeth into the Violence’s flesh. Jones groans in pain before grabbing Northman by the throat and bouncing his head off the mat. Northman staggers back on one knee, grabbing at his head. Jones gets up, bleeding from the teeth marks on his shoulder, grabs Northman’s head and executes a stiff ddt. he covers, hooking the leg. ::

ONE



TWO



KICKOUT!!!

::Northman bites at Jones’s elbow before clubbing his knee up into Jones’s groin. He rolls Jones over into a cross armbreaker and pulls back hard. Jones cries out in pain at the sudden pressure being exerted before managing to grab the bottom rope. Northman releases the hold and rolls out to the edge of the ring as Jones staggers up clutching at the arm. Northman grabs the top rope and springs up, launching himself at Jones. The Alpha Wolf hits a flying forearm smash that knocks Jones down hard and then goes for a guillotine submission. Jones grabs the bottom rope again as northman growls at the referee for forcing the break. Jones cracks Northman in the mouth with a stiff right cross, drawing blood from the younger man’s bottom lip. Northman staggers back towards the corner and Jones rushes him. As he comes in, he cracks northman in the face with his elbow, drawing blood from his right eyebrow but Northman is able to spin into a fujiwara armbar. Jones lands with his free arm across the ropes, causing the referee tom call frio the break again. ::

LD: Both men are now bleeding...”

JC:“What did you expect? Neither of these men fight light!”

LD: Northman’s bitten Jones twice!”

JC:“And Jones has shown he doesn’t need weapons either!”

::Both men get to their feet and Northman lunges, looking to grab something else and twist it off. Jones catches him coming in with a drop toe hold that bounces Northman’s face off the middle turnbuckle. Jones grabs him by the back of the head and bounces his face off the turnbuckle again and again and again and again before moving up to the top and bouncing him hard off that one. Northman staggers back looking dazed, bleeding profusely as Jones punches him in the eye. Northman howls in pain as Jones knees him in the thigh and then grabs his head, bending him over for a dragon sleeper position. he grabs the man’s pants and picks him up, executing the Silencer. Upon impact, Jones hooks the leg. ::

ONE



TWO




THREE!!!

LD: Vince Jones scores the win!”

JC:“And they both look like hell…”

LD: That was dirty…”

JC:“That was a fight!”

::The video changed from the ringside area to a shot of a parking lot, empty with extra security and then finally back to the ring. Now however there were two high-backed leather chairs, a fireplace and mantle, and a red carpet have been set up in the ring. “Sinfonies de Fanfares: Rondeau” plays over the arena. Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown are seated in the chairs, each holding a microphone.::

JC:“I’ve been waiting for this all week.”

LD: You only found out about it like Thursday.”

::The music stops playing.::

Murphy: “Welcome to the first ever live episode of “Roll Call”. As always, I am Connor Murphy, and I am joined here by my partner Gabriel Krown.”

Krown: “Greetings to wherever the hell we are.”

Murphy: “As always with “Roll Call”, we shall look at members of the roster. Tonight, we look at the Cornbread Mafia, Shawn and Cameron Worley.”

Krown: “From humble inbred beginnings came two very unintelligent, inbred hicks.”

Murphy: “Now, as previously stated this week, I have challenge Shawn Worley to a match next week, the winner of which, picks the stipulation for Sang Réal versus Cornbread Mafia at the next UWA pay-per-view.”

Krown: “As of yet, we have not heard a response form them. But that does not mean we cannot take a look at these two pieces of redneck trash.”

Murphy: “Shawn and Cameron come from a very close family, mostly due to the inbreeding. Their parents knew each other their whole lives, mostly due to the fact that they were brother and sister.”

Krown: “The Shawn and Cameron overcame having no actual education to become the first in the family to go to college when they accidentally walked into Carolina State, but left three minutes later when security forced them out.”

LD: This is ridiculous.”

JC:“Quiet. This is educational.”

::Before Murphy or Krown could say another word, Shawn and Cameron charge out of the back and run towards the ring. The members of Sang Réal are quick to get out of there as the Cornbread Mafia gets into the ring.::

LD: Here comes the Worleys and Sang Réal is hightailing it out of here, running from the Cornbread Mafia again.”

JC:“This is a tactical withdraw.”

::Cameron kicks over a chair as Murphy and Krown makes their way to the entrance ramp. Shawn grabs a mic and looks at the two second generation wrestlers.::

Shawn: “Y’all wanna throw out a challenge? Y’all better believe us accepting!”

::The two teams stare each other down, yelling insults as lays over the arena as Molly Hatchet’s “Cornbread Mafia” plays.::

LD: The Cornbread Mafia has accepted Sang Réal’s challenge.”

JC:“Why? They are just going to lose again to a better team.”

LD: That remains to be seen.”

::In a split screen, Kaylyn James Evans and the Garbage Man are seen in their locker rooms preparing for their North American Championship Triple Threat Match qualifier and then back to ringside.::

Jamie Hensley: “This next match is a qualifying match for UWA’s US title.”

::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 first, wrestling out of Brooklyn, New York……..Kaylyn James Evans!!!!!!!!!!”

JC: “Hubba Bubba!”

LD: Put your tongue back in your mouth Jason!”

::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 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: “And coming to the ring next, wrestling out of The Bronx, New York…….Johnny “The Garbage Man’ D’Angelo!!!!!”

JC:“Clash of the New Yorker’s tonight!”

LD: Let’s see what borough proves to be better!”

::The bell sounds and Kaylyn instantly starts kicking at the legs of Johnny. He chuckles a bit as she stops to look that it is not affecting Johnny no matter how many times she kicks him.::

LD: Johnny has over a foot in height and just over two hundred pounds in wieght over Kaylyn. It is going to take more than some little kicks to his legs to do any kind of damage here tonight.”

::Johnny laughs again as he grabs Kaylyn by the back of the head and shoves her across the ring. She bounces off the ropes and tries to spear Johnny but he just stands there like a brick wall. She stops her attempt and looks up at Johnny as he continues to laugh. So she bounces off the ropes and launches herself in attempts to land a flying crossbody but she gets caught in mid air.::

JC:“Don’t damage the goods Johnny!”

::Johnny walks around the ring showing his clear advantage. Kaylyn tries to wiggle out but can not muster the strength as Johnny picks her up and nails her with a hard power slam. He stretches his arms out like he is looking for a real challenge. He goes to pick her up by the back of her head and as he does Kaylyn punches him square in the nose. This causes Johnny to release his hold on her.::

LD: Kaylyn got a huge fight in front of her tonight. God speed to her.”

::Kaylyn tries to seize the opportunity and once again bounces off the ropes. This times she drops to the mat and kicks Johnny’s legs out from under him and he drops to the mat.::

JC:“Got him down to her size! Now let’s show this man size isn’t everything.”

::Kaylyn instantly bounces off the ropes again and sends a quick dropkick to JOhnny’s face. He flops backwards and she notices. She pounces to the top ropes and launches off in hopes of landing a sky high leg drop but Johnny rolls out of the way at the last second possible. They both make it back to their feet. Johnny bum rushes Kaylyn and squashes her in the corner. She folds up like a cardboard box and sits in the corner holding her chest in pain.::

JC:“How could he do such a thing to her!?”

LD: This is a wrestling match. Or do you not remember?”

::Johnny now lifts Kaylyn to her feet and blatentley chokes Kaylyn as the referee motions for him to break the hold.::

LD: With his clear size advantage, I do not see why he needs to cheat.”

JC:“He is just a monster. That’s why.”

::Johnny finally breaks the hold only to be kicked square in the nuts.::

JC:“That’s right Kaylyn! Teach him not to cheat!”

LD: Uh, she just cheated too Jason.”

JC:“Only because he did so first!”

::With Johnny at his knees, Kaylyn climbs back to the top rope.::

LD: What is this little woman trying now?”

::Kaylyn jumps and manages to spin Johnny around and drop him with a hurricanrana. She jumps right back to her feet and waits for Johnny to rise to his feet. As he does she goes for an STO but can not manage to reach up and lock her hands around Johnny’s neck. He reaches over his head and whips her over, slamming her to the mat.::

LD: Johnny using his power and size to his advantage.”

::He stands there for a moment before dropping down with an elbow drop. He hooks the leg and goes for the cover.::

ONE!






TWO!





KICKOUT!!

JC:“She got her shoulder up!”

LD: This girl got some fight in her still!”

::Johnny looks surprised that Kaylyn managed to kick out and begins to argue with the ref. This gives Kaylyn enough time to get to her feet and once again climb to the top turnbuckle. She balances herself as she waits for Johnny to turn around. The crowd begins to cheer and Johnny now wonders. As he turns Kaylyn launches herself at him and takes him down with a 180 degree tornado ddt.::

JC:“She calls that the crusher!”

::Kaylyn now hooks Johnny’s leg and goes for the cover.::

ONE!




TWO!

LD: Has she?”

THREE!!!!

JC:“YES SHE HAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

::Kaylyn jumps for joy and she exits the ring and begins to walk around like she just won the world title.::

Jamie Hensley: “Your winner by way of pinfall…..KAYLYN JAMES EVANS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

::Johnny sits up in disbelief as Kaylyn makes her way backstage.::

JC:“Come on, it's not like she won the title yet.....”

LD: It's her first win in UWA AND it's a qualifier, leave the girl alone.”

::The feed shifts from Kaylyn in the ring to backstage where we come in on Jeszika pacing in her locker room, a camera set up, capturing it all. She had something to say, and man did she look pissed.::

Jeszika Gautier: "Kyle Travis, you seriously are the most deluded Moronic douche bag ever! Do you even hear yourself when you talk? You honestly think that everything I've done here in UWA... My life here... That its all a lie? That I'm really some whore assassin who let herself we shot in the leg? Who let a man manipulate her... Who is currently bound to a wheel chair, her leg in a cast?"

::She rakes her hands through her hair.::

Jeszika Gautier: "Dude.. Do you even hear yourself? Seriously? Let me spell it out for you... In plain English that I'm sure even you are understand. I. AM. NOT. THAT. GIRL. There's physically no way I could be... You must be just fucken plain stupid not to see that!! Sure our names match. Whoop de doo... there's 80 John Smiths in New Orleans alone... Gonna tell me they're all the same person too?"

::She hold up her hair.::

Jeszika Gautier: "Ohhh sure I'm Blonde too... But so it Bethany, and that doesn't make us the same person now does it?"

::Her hands clench into fists, her anger brewing.::

Jeszika Gautier: "You're basically calling me a liar Travis, and NO-ONE gets away with calling me a fucken god damn liar!! Do you really think I'd lie like that? You don't know ANYTHING, not a FUCKEN DAMN THING about me!!"

::Her anger looks ready to explode and she grits her teeth, her fists clenched so hard her nails are biting into her palms. Unable to hold in her anger any more, Jeszika lashes out, with an angry growl, her fist finding the wall, breaking a hole in it, sending plaster flying in all directions.::

Ashley Kenyon: “Do you feel better now or do ya just need something else to break?”

::Jeszika turns to see one half of KISS and her friend, Ashley Kenyon standing in the doorway.::

Jeszika Gautier: “Well... I'm still pissed, does that answer you're question Ash? I just don't get how one guy can be so damn stupid!”

Ashley Kenyon: “Save it...”

Jeszika Gautier: “Save it? For the ring you mean?”

Ashley Kenyon: “What good does it do you to waste all your time and energy breaking chairs and tables back here? You know what needs fucking breaking? His will, his spirit and his face and you can do none of those fighting inanimate objects in the dressing room!”

::Jeszika smiles wickedly::

Jeszika Gautier: “Very true... And that I will.. Kyle Travis will regret the day he messed with me that's for sure.”

Lula: “Wait, I am being told something is happening in the back.”

Chase: “What? You mean this?”

LD: No, something else!”

JC:“Seriously?”

::In the backstage area, UWA officials and security are trying to keep Sang Réal and Cameron Worley apart as EMTs check on Shawn Worley, who appears to have been attacked. Given the fact that Gabriel Krown is holding a chair and Connor Murphy has his belt wrapped around his hand, and that both men are smiling, it is not hard to assume that they did it. Jason Smith is trying to gain control of the situation. Krown drops the chair and gives a short wave to Cameron as the two back off and walk away. Camewron tries to get at them one more time, but Smith holds him back.

Lula and Chase are sitting at the announce table. Lula looks a bit disturbed by this.::

LD: Sang Réal has just attacked Shawn Worley.”

JC:“You don’t know that.”

LD: You just saw it.”

JC:“What? Like the Cornbread Mafia didn’t have it coming after attacking Sang Réal two weeks ago? Where was your outrage and indignation then? Somehow that was fair? The Worleys lost a match against a better team and they can’t handle the fact that they have never won a match in UWA.”

LD: Well hopefully we will have an update on Shawn Worley later this evening, or on UWA.com.”

::Kyle Travis is shown walking through the backstage area on his way to the ring. The camera shifts back to the ringside area and Lula and Jason.::

LD: I think Mr. Travis overstepped his bounds against Ms. Gautier. I think a lot of people tonight are crossing boundaries.”

JC:“I can understand his error, but once she cleared it up....to utterly ignore that isn't good.”

Jamie Hensley: “Introducing first from Calgary, Alberta, Canada weighting in at two hundred and thirty pounds, he is....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.::

JC:“Well wrong or right he looks motivated.”

LD: No, SHE is motivated.”

::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.::

Jamie Hensley: “And his opponent from New Orleans, Louisiana. Weighting in at One hundred and sixty pounds, she is JESZIKA GAUTIER!”

::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 turns to Travis.::

LD: I think this will be brutal.”

JC:“I can agree but for who?”

::Jeszika wasted no time. No sooner had the referee waved for the bell then she launched herself at Kyle and dropped him with a huge forearm. With Travis down she delivers three hard kicks to the stomach and then drops down into a front face lock. ::

LD: A nice start to the match.”

::The referee watches the hold for a brief time and then orders Jeszika to break the hold. Jeszika breaks the hold and stands to argue with the referee who makes the choke motion to which the platinum blond argues to no avail.::

JC:“I think the referee was saying she had a choke hold locked in.”

LD: I think in her hurry to hurt him, she let a front face lock flip into a choke.”

::Sure enough Jeszika once again dropped down into a front face lock, but like the last time it was only a matter of seconds before her forearm slipped and the referee broke her up again. When she got to her feet the frustration shown on her face. The woman moved to a corner and leaned back on it to gather herself.::

LD: She's taking a moment to get her rage under control. Very smart. She could get herself Dqed.”

JC:“And give him time to recover, that's not smart.”

::With Jeszika leaning on the corner Travis was given enough time to gather himself. He got back to his feet and rushed Jeszika taking both parties over the top rope leaving them to crash to the floor. Both Travis and Jeszika rolled in opposite directions. Neither one got quickly to their feet but it was Jeszika got got there first.

Jeszika marched to Travis with a purpose that could only be called vengeful and whipped him across the floor straight into the steps.::

LD: Jeszika needs to be careful, she's letting her angry get out of control.”

JC:“It was just mistaken identity.”

::She stalked Kyle around the stairs but when she came around them fully Kyle launched himself off the floor. Travis grabbed Jeszika by the sides as he came up and hit a spine buster onto the top of the stairs. Jeszika folded almost clean in half and rolled down the stairs and Kyle knelt with his hand on his lower back and his eyes narrowed on Jeszika.::

LD: These two need to be careful. They will get counted out here.”

::Kyle rushes at Jeszika but the smaller woman tangles her feet with Travis's and drop him face first onto the steel ring steps. Around the time she was getting back to her feet she heard the bell ring and looked up at the referee who was waving both his hands and cursed throwing her hands up into the air.::

LD: As I said, she wasn't careful and let her emotions get the best of her. Resulting in a count out.”

JC:“Kyle Travis wasn't any better, he was counted out as well. Both of them went out at the same time, it was a duel count-out.”

Jamie Hensley: “The Referee has ruled this match a Draw via Count out.”

LD: Not a good omen for the future.”

JC:“If it means we get to see these two really hurt one another at a later date, I am ALL for it!”

::Jeszika was shown backing up the ramp way and cursing under her breath as Kyle got to his knees next to the ring staring up at the ramp way and was clearly shown to say “This isn't over”. The camera shifted back to the backstage area and found Broderick Montgomery III standing by with Trenton Phase.::

Trent: “Brody we wanted to get a moment for you to explain your actions last week. For those who missed the show, you assaulted Sentinel's woman Talon without provication or remourse.”

Brody: “Now now Junior, I do have remorse. I shouldn't have lost my temper, but she could have seriously burned Jeszika.”

Trent: “It was iced coffee....”

Brody: “How was I supposed to know that at the time? I lost my cool.....”

Trent: “Don't you think that was a bit excessive for coffee? Shocked or not.”

Brody: “It all stemmed from the fake extension of respect from the big silent retard.”

Trent: “Sources close to Sentinel have said that show of respect was genuine.”

::Brody looked down at Trent with a snort and look of complete disbelief.::

Brody: “He doesn't respect someone he gets beat by in the ring but he respects someone he beat? Someone who, until recently was on a serious losing kick? Get real Trent, it was pity and a badly hidden case of it at that.”

Trent: “If you say so. Now, your facing Sentinel this week, with Gabriel Krown and Pauly agienst Cameron Worley and Aerynn Donnelly. Thoughts?”

Brody: “What more can I say that I haven't already said? Aerynn is a place holder, a true paper champion.....Cameron probably has to label his clothing and Sentinel....he's not even worth the time of a audio short.”

Trent: “And your partners? Do you trust Pauly and Gabriel?”

Brody: “Trust? No, but they will do what they are told because they want to win. Pauly and Gabriel are both winless against Sentinel and Aerynn.....but me? I'll show them what it means to win. Aerynn wanted me motivated and now she will be sorry she did.”

Trent: “Is that a threat on our Champion?”

Brody: “.....He awakened a nightmare Trent and after I finish with Sentinel....i am going for the little potato princess.”

Trent: “You'd have better luck with beer.....”

::Brody just gave Trent a dirty look and then walked into the locker room where Jeszika was still fuming and did his best to calm her down. The scene shifted back to the ringside area once again.::

Jamie Hensley: “The following match is a tag team encounter set for one fall! Introducing first, representing Dark Camelot at a combined weight of 241 pounds...the team of Alicia and Talia Knight...DARK SIRENS!"

::"Had Enough" by Breaking Benjamin hits as the Dark Camelot members rappel down from the ceiling into the ring, posing a little to the chagrin of the fans before removing their jackets and preparing for the match.::

LD: These two made an impact last week but now they have to show that they can get it done in a sanctioned match! And the team they're going up against is undefeated thus far in UWA!"

Jamie Hensley: “And introduing their opponents..."

::Black Spiders' “Kiss Tried To Kill Me” starts up. With lights dancing around, Nikki Peltier leads out both members of K.I.S.S. To the delight of the on-looking crowd. Bethany Kenyon sways slightly trying to tantalize and only tease a little while her younger sister, Ashley Kenyon, tries to make eye contact with every person in the place, hoping to tease them all into a frenzy.::

Jamie Hensley: “...led to the ring by Nikki Peltier and competing at a combined weight of 275 pounds...Bethany and Ashley Kenyon...K.I.S.S.!"

::Nikki leads them to the ring where she walks to the center of the ring and points to opposite corners, upon which both sisters raise their arms, Bethany just standing there while Ashley dances a little for everybody .::

JC:“Undefeated, but not unbeatable. I want to see what these Knight children can do between the ropes here."

LD: I'll just bet that you do. And I'm sure that has nothing to do with their looks."

JC:“Gosh, am I THAT transparent?"

::It looks as if Bethany and Alicia will be starting things off and the K.I.S.S. member gives no quarter, locking up with Alicia and forcing her back to the corner. She puts the pressure on for a few moments but breaks clean when instructed to. Not taking well to being woman-handled like that, Alicia slaps the taste out of Bethany's mouth and gets tackled to the mat for her audacity. Bethany delivers a series of forearm shots to the jaw of Alicia before the referee steps in, forcing her back. Alicia rolls out of the ring to create some distance, taking advantage of the official's holding Bethany back. She converses briefly with Talia before reentering the ring, circling with and trying to keep her distace from Bethany at first.::

LD: Looking a little cautious, isn't she?"

JC:“Wouldn't you be? I didn't know Bethany was so easily riled."

LD: In what part of the world is a slap across the lips not enough to make someone angry?!"

::Alicia fakes a lock-up and boots Bethany in the midsection. Grabbing her by the hair, Alicia yanks Bethany backwards toward the mat and delivers a hard kick to the ribs, following with another to the back when Bethany rolls to the side in pain. Throwing her hair back with a toss of her head, she reaches down to pull Bethany up by the hair and gets thrown off, eating a pinpoint dropkick to the mush. Sent reeling, Alicia scrambles to her corner and tags in the masked Talia. Bethany follows suit, tagging in Ashley much to the delight of the crowd.

Ash doesn't bother trying to lock up. She simply charges Talia with arm extending, looking to clothesline her right out of her mask. Talia ducks and delivers a shot to the back before positioning Ash for a backdrop. Ashley flips out of the attempt and lands on her feet, bringing Talia down with a Russian leg sweep that earns a two-count before Alicia breaks it up.::

JC:“Well, their teamwork is spot-on..."

LD: And dirty. Come on, referee, get Alicia out of there!"

::She's certainly taking her liberties, is Alicia, helping Talia whip Ashley into the corner back-first and delivering a double-clothesline to her before any headway is made. Bethany attempts to assist but her entering the ring gets the referee's attention and allows for the Knights to deliver more damage via kicks and stomps. Finally ushered from the ring, Bethany yells instructions to Ashley as Alicia is legally tagged back in and wraps her into an overhand wristlock. The agile Ashley twists and turns her way out of the hold and narrowly ducks a clothesline before snapping off an enzuigiri that leaves Alicia on her hands and knees.::

LD: Just the opening they needed! Now if Ash can just tag in Bethany...!"

JC:“Looks like the Sirens have other ideas!"

::Talia charges across the ring and knocks Bethany off the apron while Alicia is still recovering. Ash immediately goes for her but takes her eyes off Alicia in the process, leading to a Capoeria-style kick that has Ashley reeling. Once again, Bethany tries to force her way in and with the official busy getting Talia out of the ring, she gets away with it. A running bulldog drops Talia and sends her rolling out of the ring after which the official has to busy himself getting Bethany out of the way.

And Alicia uses this to her advantage well, delivering a rake to the eyes of Ash and bouncing her head off the turnbuckles. A springboard flying body press sends Ash to the mat and puts Alicia in a pinning position but she can't keep Ash down for the three. She tags in Talia and they deliver a double-spinebuster to Ash, trying to taunt Bethany into entering again though Nikki is there this time to calm down the other Kenyon sister.::

JC:“Peltier is earning her pay tonight. But it might be too little, too late."

LD: Against these cheaters, yeah!"

JC:“Only cheating if you get caught."

::Meanwhile, Ash is taking a whipping. Quick tags and double-teaming, while stretching the rules as far as possible, is working for the Sirens. They underestimate their opponent, however, when they send Ashley into the ropes with intenttions of a double back body drop. Ash puts on the brakes, boots Talia right in the mask and spins around to deliver a wicked discus lariat to Alicia. With all three down and an opening available, Bethany is pounding on the turnbuckle to will her sister over to the corner. She almost makes it, too, but Talia gets hold of her foot. Spinning Ash around leads to the Kenyon sister going for a whipping roundhouse kick. Talia ducks and Ash hits the mat yet still has the energy to kick Talia away from her back before rolling over to the corner and finally tagging Bethany!::

LD: Now it's gonna get exciting!"

JC:“Chick-fights are always exciting...though more so with less clothing, if you catch my drift."

LD: Pig."

::Bethany slingshots over the top rope, landing on the shoulders of Alicia and whipping her to the mat with a headscissors takedown. Talia comes in looking for a piece and eats a neckbreaker for her trouble. Helping Ash up to her feet, they clothesline Alicia over the top rope and to the floor, focusing on Talia and delivering a nasty double-Russian leg sweep before Ash leaves the ring. Bethany takes over with a fury, lighting up Talia's ample chest with chops and nailing a spinning forearm to the jaw to send her sprawling. On the outside, Alicia gets her vengenace by yanking Ash off the apron, her head smacking against it as she hits the mat. Nikki is shoved aside as Alicia rolls back into the ring, stalking Bethany.::

LD: Wait a second...who's legal here?!"

JC:“I think it's Alicia and Bethany!"

LD: Bethany has no idea! She's still whipping up on Talia!"

::A Talia who isn't doing much other than defending herself as best she can, that is. Bethany doesn't know things have taken a turn until Alicia grabs her by the hair and smashes her face-first to the mat. Talia gets out of the way with a smirk beneath the mask as Alicia pulls up a groggy Bethany and delivers the Long Kiss Goodnight reverse STO.::

LD: That dirty sneak!"

ONE!







TWO!






THREE!!!

JC:“Dirty, maybe, but good enough for the win!"

::Ashley does try to break things up but Talia gets in her way and the distraction is enough to keep her out of the way. The Sirens leave the ring immediately as Ashley lunges at them, backing up the ramp and soaking in the reaction to their victory.::

LD: That's gotta be an upset! And you can best believe that K.I.S.S. is gonna want revenge!"

JC:“Yeah, good luck with that."

::The camera shifted to the office of Oliver Georgio where Samuel sat behind the desk on a conference call with the boss.::

Oliver: “Please express my displeasure to Mr's Real that I don't like sneak attacks in my buildings.”

Samuel: “Yes sir.”

Oliver: “Any sign of those.....people?”

Samuel: “None sir.”

Oliver: “Good.....maybe if we play this safe they won't return.”

Samuel: “....Aerynn had a point Oliver. We can't bow down to these people....”

Oliver: “I will do whatever is necessary to insure the continued existence of U.W.A.!”

Samuel: “Yes Sir.....”

::Before Samuel could continue the door to the office slammed open and Jeszika Gautier walked in with K.I.S.S. Flanking her and Brody at her side. Samuel looked up from the phone and smiled.::

Samuel: “Miss Gautier, to what do we owe the pleasure?”

::The word “We” got her attention and she looked back and forth to the phone to Samuel and nodded.::

Jeszika: “Good, you are both here. I want another match with Travis.”

Oliver: “I am afraid that is out of the question Ms. Gautier. Mr. Travis is already booked for next week.”

Jeszika: “Let me spell this out for you. I. W.A.N.T K.Y.L.E. T.R.A.V.I.S N.O.W.”

Oliver: “I am afraid he is already booked Ms. Gautier. Against your husbands.”

::Jeszika's eyes shot to Brody who had a lifted brow and pointed to himself.::

Brody: “You want....him to take on the Nightmare? Eh, his funeral.”

Oliver: “However I WILL make the stipulation that if he beats Mr. Montgomery that he gets the final spot the North American Title match.”

Jeszika: “Not good enough. I want him! He will not get away with the insults.”

Bethany: “Calm down girly, remember who your talking to.”

Jeszika: “I don't care! I want Kyle Travis!”

Ashley: “Why not give him the spot regardless of how he preforms against his big headedness.”

Bethany: “His big headedness?”

Ashley: “The Messiah of Ego? Like that one better?”

::Bethany sniffled a giggle, even Jeszika smiled a bit and Brody just pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head.::

Jeszika: “So Mr. President....you okay with that?”

Oliver: “Tell you what, I will give him the chance to impress me. If he impresses me, then he is in....”

Samuel: “And if he doesn't we make it a single fall singles match?”

Oliver: “Nicely worded Samuel.”

Samuel: “Thank you sir.”

::Jeszika looked back at Brody. If there was one thing about him she knew, at this stage he wouldn't let her down. He couldn't afford to and she put on her biggest smile and nodded.::

Jeszika: “Fine. Deal.”

::Jeszika and her group walked out with satisfied looks on their faces leaving Oliver and Samuel to finish discussing the days events and the camera's shifted back to the ringside area for the main event.::

JC:“What do you think of that? My boy Kyle Travis gets his shot at the North American Title!”

LD: And didn't even have to earn it like the others......he's become what he bitches about.”

Jamie Hensley: “And now it's time for our main event of the evening, a six-person tag team match set for one fall!"

JC:“There's a lot of hate in this match, Lula. People are gonna get hurt and it's gonna be a joy to watch."

LD: I actually agree with you on both counts. Brody Montgomery deserves to suffer for what he did to Talon!"

JC:“You think for a moment he's worried about her mute monster? Please."

LD: And that says nothing of the coming tag match between Sang Real and the Mafia...or even of best friends going at it for the World Heavyweight Title in the form of Aerynn Donnelly and Pauly O'Conner!"

JC:“Like I said: good times."

Jamie Hensley: “Introducing first..."

::Hinder's "All American Nightmare" starts up as Broderick Montgomery III steps out onto the stage, coming to the top of the ramp before he stops. Throwing back his hood and robe as the music hits its stride, he's joined by a reluctant Pauly O'Conner and a Gabriel Krown who looks the slighest bit put-out at this situation.::

Jamie Hensley: “...at a combined weight of 697 pounds, the team of PAULY O'CONNER, GABRIEL KROWN AND BRODERICK MONTGOMERY III!"

::There's no question that Broderick sees himself as the leader of this makeshift triumverate, gesturing for the other two to follow him down to the ring. He slides in under the bottom rope as Krown enters in a more dignified fashion between the ropes. Pauly climbs onto the apron and acknowledges the cheers from the fans before entering himself, joining his partners in their corner. There's already some friction as each one tries to assert dominance over the other two.::

JC:“These two will get on a lot better once they realize that Brody is in charge. I mean, it's plain as day."

LD: Pauly's really the odd man out here. He has nothing in common with those two arrogant dolts."

JC:“You're right. They have money, looks, class, ability...and what does he have?"

LD: Conviction."

JC:“Try a little harder."

LD: How about a title match at Spring Slaughter?"

JC:“That's a low shot, Lula..."

::Krown just steps out onto the apron, removing himself from the argument going on in the ring as Hinder dies down and Jamie lifts the microphone again.::

Jamie Hensley: “And introducing their opponents..."

::"Roar" by Katy Perry is the next theme to kick on, leading to a loud pop from the crowd as the World Heavyweight Champion, Aerynn Donnelly, steps out onto the stage. She holds her title up high as Cameron Worley, wild and excited, joins her on her left. And, surprisingly getting a fair number of cheers himself is the Silent Destroyer, Sentinel, who comes up on Aerynn's left. She looks between the two and nods before they head down to the ring as a unit.::

Jamie Hensley: “...competing at a combined weight of 622 pounds, the team of CAMERON WORLEY, SENTINEL and the UWA World Wrestling Champion AERYNN DONNELLY!"

::Climbing on the apron first, Worley and Sentinel seem to surprise Aerynn by holding the ropes for her and entering afterward. The champion climbs up on the turnbuckles, holding her title up high while Worley makes rude gestures at an irritated Gabriel Krown. And Sentinel? The referee has to get between him and Brody to try (we emphasize try) and keep the monster from trying to lay waste to Brody before the bell. Brody shows no fear, though, and actually agrees to start the match for his side as the official calls for the bell.::

LD: Didn't think the coward had it in him..."

JC:“Had what? I thought you liked Pauly."

LD: Wait, what're you talking about?"

::When he sees that Sentinel is starting for his side, Brody casually slaps Pauly's shoulder and gets out onto the apron. The bait-and-switch has the fans booing mercilessly as Sentinel lunges at the corner and almost gets hold of Brody. In fact, he snatches out a few hairs as the All-American Nightmare drops to the floor. Flabbergasted, Brody puts a hand to his head as Sentinel lets the pulled hairs fall to the mat. Krown tries to be the voice of reason and keep Brody from rushing in as Pauly steps up to face the Silent Destroyer. They lock eyes for a moment before Sentinel makes the surprising gesture of extending his hand to O'Conner.

Pauly looks unsure but shakes the monster's hand and they lock up. Sentinel puts his power to use, hurling Pauly into the corner and delivering a quick clothesline as a follow-up. Hiptossing Pauly out of the corner has the number-one contender holding his back but he fights out of Sentinel's grip and delivers a series of body shots and rights to the jaw to break away from the big man. Momentum off the ropes lets him stagger Sentinel with a clothesline...then another...but the big man just doesn't go down. That is, until a springboard cross body sends both to the mat! Pauly quickly hooks the leg!::

ONE!





KICKOUT!

JC:“Well, that did slightly less damage than a mouse fart."

LD: Pauly is tenacious but it'll take more than that to put the monster down. He's gotta stay on him!"

::Pauly does just that, delivering clubbing shots to keep Sentinel down as he tags in Krown. Not friends by any stretch, they work well against the big man, using a double-suplex to take him up and over before delivering consecutive leg drops. Krown takes over with a chinlock, really wrenching tight on Sentinel. Aerynn calls out support from her corner even as Brody barks orders at his partner. Sentinel starts to get to his feet but is stopped at a knee by several stiff rights from Krown to the head. Expertly keeping his body between Sentinel and the referee, he gets away with several shots before Sentinel shoves him off. Krown hits the ropes and runs into Sentinel with a hard shoulder. The Silent Destroyer wavers but doesn't fall. Krown, not about to be shown up by Pauly, tries again...and eats a big boot to the face!::

JC:“That was just stupid."

LD: Considering that Krown and Sentinel have gone at it before elsewhere, you'd think he'd know better."

::Angered, Sentinel glares at a smirking Brody as he heaves Krown up via a grip around his throat. Never taking his eyes off Brody, he chokeslams the Sang Real member to the mat viciously and tags in Aerynn. He holds Krown's leg as she delivers a knee to the heart and attempts a pin...::

ONE!









TWO!







KICKOUT!!

::...but Krown kicks out, raking the eyes of Donnelly once he's vertical. Brody reaches out and slaps his shoulder to get a tag into the match, apparently wanting a piece of his employee while she's incapacitated. He takes full advantage, whipping her into the ropes and delivering a high knee, then following with a springboard leg drop. He tries for a pin of his own now....::

ONE!!









TWO!!






KICKOUT!!

LD: As if the champ would lose that fast!"

JC:“Hmph. Brody let her kick out."

::Brody doesn't look bothered in the least, playing Aerynn by rushing her and ducking the expected clothesline. Striking with the Money Clip, he sends her back down but when he tries to pull her up she wraps him into an inside cradle and almost ends the match right there. A wild punch only barely misses and Aerynn catches Brody with a headbutt that stuns him long enough for her to snap off a knee strike to the jaw. Back in her team's corner, she tags in Sentinel which has Brody scrambling to his own corner to tag in Krown. Sentinel, then, tags in Worley but that just makes Krown tag Pauly...::

LD: So, wait, who's legal now?"

JC:“How many tags was that? I lost count..."

LD: Referee says Pauly and Worley...so...let's go with that."

JC:“Yeah, sure..."

::The similarly-sized pair locks up and Worley finds himself at a bit of a loss when the fight gets technical...but once he worms his way out of Pauly's grip and starts throwing fists, O'Conner reciprocates and we've got an old-fashioned throwdown. The two trade heavy shots back and forth until they're slowed by the force of their own blows. It looks like they might punch themselves out before they do so to their opponent but Pauly gets off one last good lick that sends Worley to the mat and one could swear that he was grinning at the violent hilarity of it all on the way down. Pauly practically falls on top of him and the referee starts counting a pin..::

ONE!!






TWO!!

LD: I don't think he got the shoulder up so much as he rolled over...or tried to."

JC:“Irishmen and rednecks...now we know what happens when they brawl."

::Both are slow to rise, with Worley somehow doing so first thanks to being closer to the ropes. He throws a hard right but Pauly ducks it and uses a belly-to-back suplex to bring Worley down. He tries to tag Krown but Gabriel is having none of it so he's forced to tag in Brody. Brody 'dismisses' Pauly, who's too groggy to care about his attitude, but gets too cocky for Cameron, who uppercuts him right in the chin. Brody wavers, wobbles...and drops backward to the mat. It was probably more surprise than pain that did it but it gives Worley an opening, one that he follows and to the crowd's apparent delight, he tags in Sentinel.::

JC:“Oh, hell no!"

::Brody's getting up as the Silent Destroyer enters the ring and actually backs into him once he's on his feet. He pauses for a moment, squeezing his eyes shut, then turns and finds himself eye-to-chin with Sentinel. Quickly throwing a right hand, it's blocked just as swiftly as Sentinel catches the arm and all but throws Brody into the corner. Unfortunately, in his haste he fails to realize that it's his team's corner and Krown quickly tags himself in and clips Sentinel with a right hand to the jaw.

Krown springboards in as Sentinel turns and is caught, spun around and sent to the mat with a nasty Gravebreaker. Having had enough dodging, Brody attacks from behind which prompts Aerynn to get involved. That brings in Pauly and Cameron and soon we have a six-way fracas that the referee can't hope to control!::

LD: The referee needs to get control here! This is quickly getting out of hand!”

JC:“Let them have at it! I love it!”

::Aerynn grabs Brody by the shoulder and spins him around. Brody finds himself face to face with his employee who rocks him with rights and lefts backing him into the ropes. On the other side of the ring Pauly and Cameron are exchanging punches. Aerynn delivers a hard forearm to the bridge of the nose and then lets out a huge whistle that pierces even the crowds noise.

Sentinel spins around and Aerynn yells “Here big guy!” and whips Brody across the ring to the waiting Sentinel who delivers a big boot with enough force to turn Brody inside out and leave him flopping around the ring semi conscience.::

LD: My god....i think he may be dead.”

JC:“....Jesus I think his kids are dead!”

::Aerynn tried to warn Sentinel who almost smiled but when he turned Pauly was already in midair. He grabbed the Silent Destroyer by the head and dropped him down to the mat.::

JC:“THE RISING SUN!”

LD: OH GOD! STALL 'IN CRAWL!”

::As Pauly was rising to his feet Aerynn dropped him with a huge Stall 'in Crawl kick and then grabbed Sentinel and began to help him to their corner where Cameron was waiting, but just as they almost arrived someone grabbed her by the shoulder and spun her around arched himself to hit a super kick that knocked her out of the ring.::

LD: God....that was the ugliest super kick I have ever seen.”

JC:“Effective none the less.”

::While Gabriel was busy gloating about Aerynn now lying on the floor he missed Cameron reaching over and tagging Sentinel. Cameron came into the ring and when Gabriel turned his eyes almost popped out of his head and he turned for his corner but both his partners were still out cold. He turned back to Cameron just as the good 'ol boy rushed him but he rolled into the spear and hook a inside cradle.::

ONE!!



TWO!!

LD: Come on Ref! He has the Tights AND the ropes! Open your eyes!”

THREE!!

LD: NO! Not again!”

::Gabriel slides out of the ring with a huge smirk on his face and Cameron looks murderous. Krown leaves his partners completely behind and rushes up the ramp way to get away from the man in the ring who was frothing at the mouth he was so angry.

Either Sentinel nor Cameron pursued their opponents as they staggered toward the ramp way. Sentinel had rolled out of the ring and was kneeling next to Aerynn to make sure she was okay, but his eyes were narrowed with rage on the two men standing at the top of the ramp. Brody and Krown both smirking and mocking the three men below them.

Pauly however had rolled out of the ring and was checking on Aerynn with Sentinel and Cameron. No music hit as Samuel walked out behind the two men and began to speak to them rather frankly motioning to the ring as the UWA logo flashed in the corner of the screen.::

LD: I think we are out of time! Sang Real stole another one!”

JC:“And no Children of Nephilim, they kept their word and left us alone!”

LD: At what cost Jason? At what cost....”

::The final shot was of the men and woman outside the ring staring up at the still smirking Brody and Krown. Pauly had made his point clear, he didn't want to win that way.::