Monday Night Mayhem #8 Streaming from St. George, Utah

[UWAStaff]

::The screens around the world flashed the U.W.A. Logo before they given a short review of last weeks events. The World title match where Aerynn retained her title and the announcement of the gauntlet match against the Children of Nephilim as well as the announcement of a cage match between Sang Real and The Cornbread Mafia.

After the replay was shown the U.W.A. Video for Money night Mayhem is played and the camera comes to a shot of the crowd all screaming as Mayhem begins. The camera pans the crowd and finds signs for Aerynn, Jeszika, K.I.S.S., SCK and The Cornbread Mafia before going to the announcers at ringside.::

Lula Davidson: "Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the Eighth episode of Monday Might Mayhem! I am Lula Davidson and as always I am here with Jason Chase and what a show we have for you tonight!”

Jason Chase: “...Yea....great show....”

Lula Davidson: "Forgive him ladies and gentlemen. He is a bit upset that Aerynn Donnelly retained still.”

Jason Chase: “...i hate that woman. I can't wait until my boy Kyle Travis tears her apart.”

Lula Davidson: "That is indeed one of our matches tonight. As well as Arsenal taking on Sang Real and Craven and Rina squaring off against Skylar!”

Jason Chase: “And The Silver Baron gets his hands on a member of Dark Camelot!”

Lula Davidson: "Somehow, I knew that would cheer you up Jason.....”

::The camera fades into the parking lot area of the arena where Fraser Freeman can be seen walking around smoking a cigarette.::

Lula Davidson: "...What is this?”

Jason Chase: “Camera malfunction?”

::He takes a final draw from his smoke before extinguishing the butt under his boot and begins strolling towards the building. All of a sudden the bright lights of a car flash on and instantly illuminate Fraser Freeman. The sound of screeching tires can be heard as a black car comes screaming in Freeman's direction. Freeman immediately tries to leap to the side but is slightly clipped by the car knocking him to the ground in a heap. The car immediately comes to a halt as Vince Jones leaps out armed with his black, Louisville slugger baseball bat in hand.::

Lula Davidson: "Oh god!”

Jason Chase: “...that had to hurt.”

Vince Jones: “So, you got yo big win last mayhem, huh??”

::Vince darts towards in the direction of Freeman who is now clutching his leg in pain and trying to get himself back up to his feet to at least defend himself. Vince meets him with a vicious shot across the back with the baseball bat knocking Freeman down to the ground face first. Freeman tries his very best to defend himself; but Vince starts laying into him with kicks and stomps to his back and sides.::

Vince Jones: “You a big man now, HUH?? Save-uh that win, Freeman! Save-uh that damn win like its yo last, son!”

::Freeman rolls over on his back and Vince continues laying into him with shots from the baseball bat as well as kicks and stomps to his chest now.::

Vince Jones: “The Protectah, HUH?? You supposed to be the protectah, Freeman?”

::Vince Jones slams the front end of the baseball bat straight down into Freeman's chest in fury and takes delight in watching him roll around on the ground in pain. Vince leans down and laughs himself.::

Vince Jones: “Well, while you bein' this big bad protectah and all who the hell is protectin' you, son? Who?”

::Vince stands tall and quickly takes a step backwards as Freeman tries his best to grab a hold of Vince and fight back with rage oozing from every pore of his body. Vince answers Freeman's attempts with another shot to the chest from his baseball bat and a heavy kick to the side of Freeman's face. Vince looks down at Freeman in amusement.::

Vince Jones: “So, you got this monstah inside. Is that right?? Well, bring that fuckin' beast! Cuz you sure as hell ain't seen half of what Jonesy capable of doin' to ya! 'Nuff said!”

::All of a sudden the sound of an ambulance can be heard coming from off in the distance as Vince Jones nonchalantly trots off. The camera slowly fades back to the ringside area where Maria Zalis is at the barricade at ringside next to a woman standing 5’5”with long brown hair, almond eyes and dark skin, “the Hong Kong Sensation” Amy Zing. The former Playboy cover girl and champion is in the front row, watching the action, signing the occasional autograph, or getting a picture taken with a fan.::

Zalis: “Amy Zing, you recently signed with the UWA. What do you think so far?”

Amy: “Maria, I am having a great time tonight. Are you guys?”

::The crowd cheers in agreement.::

Amy: “After seeing Monday Night Mayhem live, I can’t wait to get into the ring and show everyone why I am simply Amy Zing!”

::The crowd starts to chant for Amy Zing.::

Amy: "UWA! UWA!"

The crowd begins to chant "UWA"

::A promo for Searing Agony airs and when we return Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown are seated at the announce table . As “Cigaretes and Alcohol” by Oasis plays over the arena, inside the ring “the Mancunian Nightmare” Darren Bennett is spinning around with his arms stretched out as the crowd jeers him. He takes a swig from the bottle of Hobgoblin Beer in his hand.::

Jamie Hensley: “The following is set for one fall. Currently in the ring from Manchester, England, wrestling out of Portland, Oregon and weighing in at 249 pounds…“the Mancunian Nightmare” Darren Bennett.”

Murphy: “This is Darren Bennett’s debut match, and he is already drunk.”

Krown: “Well they let the Worleys in here and they are all hopped up on illegal moonshine.”

::“Can't Stop” begins to play, and shortly after 'Photographer' Bob Brooks walks out from backstage. He's carrying a large tri pod with a camera perched on top over his shoulder, similar to how some baseball players might carry their baseball bat. Bob walks towards the ring, his eyes looking up at the lights above, then around the ring, making himself familiar with the setting. He makes it to the ring, but instead of stepping inside he walks around it, looking for the perfect spot. Finally he finds a spot he finds ideal, and sets his tri pod down. Now Bob takes his time fiddling with the camera itself, making sure it's pointed towards the ring at an angle that won't miss any of the action, he isn't about to rely on anyone else to capture the action for him. Once Bob has convinced himself he's got the perfect set up, he slides into the ring.::

Jamie Hensley: “From Toronto, Ontario, Canada by way of Hollywood, California and weighing in at 215 pounds…“Photographer” Bob Brooks!”

Krown: “He does know that there is no one there taking pictures, right? I mean that doesn’t look like an instant camera.”

Murphy: “Probably not.”

::The bell rings and the two men lock up with Bennett gaining the early advantage with an armbar and then quickly pulls Brooks in for what he calls the Northern Western Lights suplex in an attempt to get a quick victory.::

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Murphy: “So he calls that the Northern Western Lights suplex, even though there is no such thing?”

Krown: “Yes. But I assume Southern Eastern lights suplex sounded stupid and he is a drunk.”

Murphy: “That explains that.”

::Brooks is able to kick out and gets back to his feet, connecting with a dropkick and then following up with a swinging neckbreaker.::

Krown: “Again, I would point out that the camera Bob Brooks left at ringside is not taking any pictures.”

Murphy: “Don’t crush a moron’s beliefs.”

::The two men get to their feet. Bennett is able to get behind Brooks and tries for a release German suplex. Brooks uses the momentum to land on his feet and shoots the ropes, catching him with a spinning heel kick.::

Murphy: “One may expect this to be a classic flying wrestler versus a technical wrestler. It is not. This is the match you get a snack or use the bathroom.”

Krown: “You would also not expect a British man to smell like stale beer and piss, but hey, Bennett does.”

Murphy: “Like a lousy dive bar Jon Taffer would burn to the ground rather than rescue got sick and died. That’s what he smells like.”

::As Bennett gets to his feet, Brooks applies an armbar and shoots “the Mancunian Nightmare” into ropes. However, Bennett counters and pulls “the Photographer” into a belly-to-belly suplex.::

Murphy: “For the British equivalent of white trash, Bennett can wrestle.”

Krown :”Unlike Shawn and Cameron Worley, who drink, show up once a month, drink some more and leave.”

::Brooks manages to get to his feet, pulling himself up the ropes. Bennett charges in, but Brooks dumps him over the top rope. Somehow, Bennett is able to remain on the ring apron. A standing dropkick from Bob Brooks changes that though as Darren Bennett hits the apron and falls ringside.::

Murphy: “Oh look, Bennett has fallen down.”

Krown: “You would imagine he is used to just passing out drunk.”

::As Bennett picks him, Books shoots the ropes and dives out of the ring with a suicide dive. Getting back to his feet, Brooks throws his arms into the air to the cheers of the crowd, and then turns his attention back to Bennett, rolling him back into the ring.::

Krown: “And there is a great photo op wasted on a camera no one is even using.”

Murphy: “I just realized he forgot to take the lens cap off.”

::Bennett is slow to get to his feet. Brooks uses the ropes to springboard himself, but Bennett is able to connect with a European uppercut, knocking Brooks to the mat before he can turn the springboard into a move. He follows with three elbow drops and a pin attempt.::

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Murphy: “Brooks can’t beat Bennett in a brawl. He has been in bar brawls since he was six.”

Krown: “Most kids go to school. Bennett went to bars.”

::Brooks gets his foot on the bottom rope before the three count. Bennett is back to his feet trying for a submission hold as he attempts to lock on the Texas Cloverleaf, but Brooks manages to fight his way out of that one.::

Murphy: “Brooks got his first camera at the tender age of seven when he realized his neighbor’s hot teenage daughter’s room was right across from his. The rest, as they say, is a matter of public record.”

Krown: “God bless the peeping Tom.”

::Brooks manages to get to his feet. Bennett turns around and walks right into a hurricanrana from Brooks, who quickly hooks the leg.::

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Kickout!

Murphy: “Staggering around drunk in the ring is not helpful.”

Krown: “It doesn’t seem to do the Worleys any good, if they ever wrestled.”

::Brooks shoots the ropes as Bennett gets back to his feet, connecting with a tornado DDT and going for another cover.::

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Shoulder up!

Krown: “So many photo ops wasted because Brooks’ camera is not taking pictures.”

Murphy: “How much you want to bet he doesn’t have film in there?”

Krown: “Oh I doubt he does.”

::Trying to end the match, Bob Brooks climbs to the apron. Darren Bennett slowly gets to his feet. Brooks pulls back on the top rope, attempting to launch himself into a springboard shoulder block, but Bennett is able to move out of the way.::

Murphy: “Man can wrestle for a filthy stinking drunk.”

Krown: “The longer this match goes, the more I have to take that odor.

::As Brooks gets back to his feet, Bennett catches him around the waist and hoists him up for a German suplex. He follows with two more connecting German suplexes for what he calls three nill to the Manchester. He bridges the third one, trying to get a pin.::

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Th…kickout!

Krown: “Hey! He totally copied me!”

Murphy: “I know, right?”

Krown: “Son of a bitch!”

::Brooks rolls through to his feet, only for Bennett to shoot him into the corner and charge in after him. At the last moment, Brooks moves out of the way and manages to connect with a running bulldog.::

Murphy: “There was a time when photography was an art. Now every moon with a phone can take a picture. Bob Brooks is from that generation.”

Krown: “Does he think the camera is just going to work like a phone and accidently take a picture or what?”

::Standing over Bennett, Brooks makes the motion of taking a picture before he walks over to the corner to climb the turnbuckle.::

Krown: “He knows he’s not holding a camera right?”

Murphy: “Let the man pretend.”

Krown: “No. It’s like not telling a snowman why summer would be bad for him.”

::Unfortunately Bennett is able to recover fast enough to nail Brooks’ leg with a dropkick, causing him to drop down on to the top turnbuckle.::

Murphy: “That may have been skill, or the alcohol.”

Krown: “Am I alone in waiting for Bennett to just pass out into a puddle of his own vomit?”

Murphy: “He has already done that twice. The man has been drinking since he woke up.”

::“The Mancunian Nightmare” climbs up, trying for a superplex off the top rope, but Brooks blocks it. Bennett tries again, but again “the Photgrapher” blocks it. He tries again and again he is blocked. Now Brooks starts to throw a few punches, trying to knock Bennett down. He nails a hard right, knocking “the Mancunian Nightmare” off the turnbuckle and on his back.::

Murphy: “Darren Bennett is used to being like this, drunk and on the flat of his back.”

Krown: “At least he hasn’t soiled himself….yet.”

::Pulling himself back up to a standing position, Brooks leaps off the turnbuckle for the Photo Shop Drop.::

Murphy: “You would except a guy with a photographer thing to have a move called “Picture Perfect” or “Photo Op”, but not in this case.”

Krown: “Yes, because Photo Shop has helped the artistic integrity of photography as an artform.”

::At the last moment, before the impact, Bennett manages to roll out of the way. As a somewhat dazed and sore Brooks slowly gets his feet, Bennett pulls him into the Mancunian suplex and goes for a cover.::

Krown: “That did not develop as Bob Brooks had hoped it would.”

Murphy: “No. Just no.”

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Three!

::The referee calls for the bell and Darren Bennett rolls out of the ring, leaning against the apron and throws his arms into the air.::

Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner…Darren Bennett!”

::Bennett walks away from the ring, one arm raised up, the other making a drinking motion. The referee raises his arm on the outside. With that, Bennett takes his leave.::

Murphy: “And now Darren Bennett can go out drinking to celebrate. Of course he has been drinking all day to begin with, but now he has a reason to justify his alcoholism.”

Krown: “And Bob Brooks can take

::Sang Réal get up to leave the announce table, allowing Lula and Chase to take the spot back.::

Lula Davidson: "Darren Bennett gains a victory tonight over Bob Brooks, but it was as impressive debut match by both men.”

::Molly Hatchet’s “Cornbread Mafia” plays over the arena. The crowd cheers as the Cornbread Mafia, Shawn and Cameron Worley, come running down.::

Jason Chase: “What are they doing here?”

Lula Davidson: "Sang Réal made a few jabs at them and it appears the Cornbread Mafia is taking exception to that.

::Sang Réal and the Cornbread Mafia begin brawling at ringside, as Gabriel Krown and Shawn Worley start to fight, as well as inside the ring, as Cameron Worley and Connor Murphy find themselves in the ring.::

Jason Chase: “Someone stop this. Where is Smith? Where is Johnson?”

::Referees and officials run out to try and pull the two teams apart as they keep fighting. The scene shifts to the backstage area where Trent Paige is standing.::

Paige: “Ladies and gentlemen, the UWA North American Champion Kyle Travis.”

::Kyle Travis, dressed in his ring gear and with the North American Championship over his shoulder, walks into the shot.::

Paige: “Kyle Travis, we are moments away from the champion versus champion match tonight. Now that it is here, what are your thoughts going into tonight?”

Travis: “I think my thoughts on Aerynn Donnelly are pretty clear. Now she can point out that I have threaten people, but I have not threaten to quit and leave a company without a champion. I just threaten with violence and it works.”

Travis: “She can accuse Sang Réal of being my puppets, which is completely false. However, I would like to point out that neither she, nor Jeszika really commented on my accusation that this is about Broderick, nor did Sang Réal get an answer to Jeszika breaking his heart and then crying over him. That video we all saw could have been made days after Sang Réal made their accusations”

Travis: “She wants to sit there and say she’s been working behind the scenes to fight the Children of Nephilim, well I am calling her a liar. You think backstage politics is going to be the way to defeat them? And of course she is right, because it was strenuous negotiations and meetings that stopped Hitler and the Axis powers and not the greatest war ever fought in the history of the human race.”

::“The Canadian Legend” turns to the camera with those cold predatory eyes of his glaring.::

Travis: “Aerynn, win, lose or draw tonight, I am still betting on the Children of Nephilim to end you. You think anything you said shows me you still have heart, or drive or desire or the fire that made you champion? It does not. I wanted you to roar. I am still hearing a meow.”

Travis: “Challenge and learn.”

::With that, Travis walks off. The camera slowly fades back into the parking lot area where EMTs are currently attending to Fraser Freeman at the moment. At this time they are just finishing up with their check up of Freeman who is barely conscious right now if even conscious at all. They quickly load him up on a gurney and immediately roll him over to the ambulance and load him inside. They close the doors, hop inside, and the ambulance begins to speed off. Soon after driving a little ways the ambulance comes to a sudden half. Suddenly a loud yell can be heard from inside. Freeman quickly stirs to life in a bit of rage. The EMTs try to calm him down; but, Freeman is going nuts.::

Freeman: “Get the hell off me! Let me go!”

EMT #1: “But you're not in any condition to...”

::Freeman snatches up the EMT by the collar.::

Freeman: “I'm gettin' out of this bloody ambulance right now!”

::The EMT's struggle to hold him back::

EMT #2: “I wouldn't advise this...”

Freeman: “I don't give a shite about what you advise! I'm my own fuckin' man!”

::Freeman immediately begins ripping away at the straps that previously had him restrained and frees himself. He kicks open the door of the ambulance and nearly stumbles out still clutching his side half in pain; but fueled by absolute rage. He begins marching his way back towards the building as one of the other EMTs tries to steer him in the other direction. Freeman immediately shoves him to the ground seemingly ready to go to war. The camera slowly fades back to the ringsidea area.::

Lula Davidson: "And now we get to see them in action for the first time and i have a feeling Bene Elohim is in for a tough night."

Jason Chase: “Yes, i think i agree...."

::Iced Earth's "Angels Holocaust" starts up, blasting an epic fanfare through the loudspeakers. Sariel leads Ramiel and Ananiel through the curtain and walks them to the ring. The three step into the ring and hit their knees, looking to the sky for the answers they know can only come from above.::

Lula Davidson: "I have big hopes for these two..."

Jason Chase: “Just not tonight."

Jamie Hensley: “The following tag team match is set for one fall. Introducing first, at a combined weight of 504 pounds...BENE ELOHIM!”

"Now were in the ring and were coming for blood."

::The words said softly over the Pa System seconds before the lights went out. The gentle chords of "Glory and gore" hit the Pa System and the black, gold and silver strobes flash around the arena as 2 of the Children of Nephilim come out. One male, one female. They both get into the ring, and face the entrance, and bow down.::

Lula Davidson: "No Mcbride or Maiko tonight it seems."

Jason Chase: “Why send the emperor and general when you can send the soldiers?"

Jamie Hensley: “Their opponents...the CHILDREN OF NEPHILIM”

::There's a bit of a disturbance before the bell rings to signal the start of the match: five seats at ringside have been empty since the start of the show but now the fans as well as the wrestlers in the ring have their attention on a group of five men coming down the steps in the stands. The one in front is heavy-set with a thick beard and dark hair with two mountainous figures following just behind him, one black and one Hispanic, both clean-shaven of face as well as scalp. A good-looking shorter fellow follows near the bearded man's left and another, wearing a black mask with a skull on the front showing only his eyes, follows on the right.::

Lula Davidson: "Late arrivals, I suppose. They look a little on the familiar side."

Jason Chase: “I think they were here last week. Same seats."

::No security helps them make way and no one accosts them as they find their way to the seats at ringside. Each man is wearing either a hoodie, a leather jacket or a combination of both as they take their seats. All save for the masked man wear sunglasses as well despite being indoors. Both the Children and Bene Elohim watch the group with curiosity and confusion.::

Jason Chase: “Seems kind of rude of them to show up in the middle of everything, don't it? Who do they think they are?"

Lula Davidson: "Why don't you go ask them? I'm sure those two big guys would appreciate your candor."

Jason Chase: “Yeah, pass on that."

::The five men settle in and have their full focus on the ring as the bell sounds to start the match. The ref gets the four ready, sending Ananiel and the Dark lady to their corners, as we have Dark Guy and Rmaiel start things off. The bell rings. Dark Guy grins as he and Ramiel lock up. After about a moment of the locking up, The male members of the Children pushes Ramiel off him and he flies to his turnbuckle. Ramiel tags in Ananiel and he attempts a cross body on man but he pushes him off and Ananiel falls back on Ramiel.

The man grins as he tags in his female partner. She grabs her brother in arms and irish whips them to the pile of Ramiel and Ananiel and male member falls down with a clothesline to the sternums of Ramiel and Ananiel. The female then runs over to the pile as her partner slides out of the ring and she dropkicks on the two. Both of them smile as they are dominating so far.::

Lula Davidson: "I have to admit, they work well together."

Jason Chase: “I hate to admit it, but your right."

::The female member allows Ramiel to slide out of the ring, holding his stomach in pain and Ananiel to get to his feet. Ananiel is back and able to fight. He runs towards the woman and attempts a dropkick of sorts but she brushes it away leaving with her intention for Ananiel to land his ass on the mat but Ananiel is able to reverse it to a diamond cutter of sorts. She hits the floor hard and Ananiel soon gets up. Ananiel drags the woman to his corner as he tags in Ramiel. Both members of his team come in and they both grab the woman for a double suplex. They both begin to kick at her until the referee forces Ananiel out of the ring.

She soon begins to roll in pain and her male partner is shown in his corner to be growling in pain as his arm is extended and he eagerly wants to brawl in the ring with Ramiel. Ramiel is now picking up the woman and throws her in his corner’s direction. She feels that she has a chance to turn this around but before Ramiel lets go, he pulls her back and gives a huge Decapitation Lariat. she hits the floor hard and Ananiel pats Ramiel’s back as Ramiel picks up her back up again.::

Lula Davidson: "nice change of pace here."

Jason Chase: “Maybe they can do it!"

::Ananiel climbs up to the top rope and he missile dropkicks to the woman's chest while Ramiel is holding him. Ramiel rolls out of the ring and he climbs the apron again just to tag on Ananiel’s back to get back in the ring. Ananiel sighs and grunts, but the referee makes him go back to his corner. Before that though, they both grab the woman and attempt a double suplex but she flips and manages to land on her feet.::

Lula Davidson: "What a counter!"

Jason Chase: “Very nice!"

::Ramiel and Ananiel look behind them and the woman drop kicks high in the air to hit both of them IN THE FACE! Ramiel and Ananiel fall flat on their back as she is struggling for dear life to get back to her corner.

Ramiel and Ananiel are making their way to the feet as she is approaching the midway point to her destination which is her corner where her male partner is yelling furiously for her to tag him in. Ananiel is the first one to manage to get to his feet and he is up in the nick of time to be able to drag the woman farther away from her corner. He grins as he walks towards the woman but the referee intervenes and he tells continuously for Ananiel to get out of the ring.::

Lula Davidson: "Nice save there!"

Jason Chase: “Finish her off already!"

::He gets out of the ring but manages to help Ramiel up. He looks and finds that woman is so close to her partner. The woman is crawling like an infant and Ramiel uses this as an advantage in his mind as she is within a hand’s reach of her partner. She raises a hand up to tag but Ramiel grabs one of her feet. She, of course, feels as she is going to fall down and at this point in the match, that can’t happen. She uses his other foot to kick Ramiel in the face to knock him off balance. She feels as he is going to drop to the floor and she does but she manages to tag in her partner!::

Lula Davidson: "And here he comes!"

::The male member of The Children goes for a massive clothesline, but Ramiel dodges and dropkicks him back to Bene Elohim's corner. Ananiel hits a kick to his face, as he tags in. Ramiel and Ananiel then run to opposite ropes and hit the Revelator. Ramiel goes and knocks off the female member, as Ananiel goes for the cover

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THREE!

Lula Davidson: "THEY DID IT!"

Jason Chase: “YES! Suck it McBride!"

Jamie Hensley: “Here are your winners, BENE ELOHIM!"

::Bene Elohim celebrate in the ring, but that celebration was short lived as they appeared on the stage. All of them. Eleven in total with Joshua McBride at their head. Before Bene Elohim can bail the Children surround the ring and mount the outside while Joshua and Maiko ascend the front of the ring in front of the steps.

The woman and man who had competed drop to their knees with their heads down and seemed to be pleading with their Messiah who didn't look to be in a forgiving mood. With a nod the collective Children of Nephilim enter the ring::

Lula Davidson: "....this isn't good....”

Jason Chase: “....For them I think.”

Jason Chase: “Wait a minute...where're they going?! Is it me or does it look like they're about to jump the barricade?!"

::The five late-arrivals to the show are on their feet, staring across the barricade and concrete at the gathered Children in the ring. The shorter of the five, the one in the mask, has his hands gripping the railing as though he wants to do just what Jason's accusing them of but the black man sets a hand on his shoulder and after a moment he calms. The bearded man nods toward the steps, the other four glancing his way before turning back to the ring.::

Lula Davidson: "One of them looks like he wants to! But it looks like the one guy there is saying it's time to go."

::The Children seem to realize that they're being stared at and turn toward the men. Tension rises in the space between them but at another simple gesture from the bearded man, the other four follow him up the steps and out of sight. Joshua offers this group no more then a glance before the wolves descend.

The Children, minus Joshua and Maiko descended on their brother and sister with blows from every direction. After a couple of choice boots each member was tossed over the top rope like garbage. Bene Elohim could do nothing but watch in shock, until the two were tossed from the ring. The group parted and as soon as it did Maiko and Joshua struck.

Maiko hit a leaping kick to the side of one of their heads and Joshua slammed into the corner of the other. When him crushed in the corner Joshua grabbed his wrist and pulled him out, as soon as he left the corner Joshua hit a short arm clothesline that turned the smaller man inside out.::

Lula Davidson: "JAWS OF CERBERUS! Oh god!”

Jason Chase: “....and once again, they sent their message. God help us all.”

::The camera cuts to backstage, where we see Dark Camelot, sitting at a round table, with Stalker Knight being at the head of it. The camera zooms in closer to him, when he smirks.::

Stalker Knight: “Some may think what I did was crossing a line. Maybe it was, but it's a line I had no problem crossing. For you see, what happened, was begging to be done. After all, it was so damn easy to get Baron's main girl, all to myself.”

::Stalker continued to smirk, as the rest of Dark Camelot all chuckled in response to how easy it was for Stalker to pull off his plan last week.::

Stalker Knight: “Like I said, you can't hide from the demons of this world, and the look on Baron's face when I showed his girl, in my possession...it was priceless. Now, I doubt he is capable of anything. It's going to be amazing, when he finally loses tonight.”

::Now, Stalker Knight begins to chuckle, as he has been looking forward to breaking the Silver Baron.::

Stalker Knight: “The reckoning of the Silver Baron is upon us. Its would be in your best interest Baron, to heed my lessons. As for you Northman, decimate his ass. Show him the errors of his ways. But if you somehow don't win, you better make it up if you want your relevance to remain.”

::Kyle Northman glared a bit at Stalker Knight, before nodding in full understanding. He got up, and left, as Stalker Knight continued his laughter. The camera then cuts to the locker room of SCK, where Jade, Skylar, Sin, and Fraser Freeman are watching Stalker's promise. Jade especially looks disgusted.

Jade: “Boss you better make him pay for it.”

::It was then, we shift over to the Silver Baron. Only he was looking down, and wearing a leather jacket. He himself began to chuckle.::

Silver Baron: “Oh you need not worry Jade. Stalker wants a fight, then i'll give him a massacre. Starting with Northman. After i'm done with him, Dark Camelot will want to be the ones who wish to hide.”

::The fedora was blocking his head before, as he was looking down. But the Silver Baron lifted his head up, and took off his fedora, to reveal him wearing a back and green lucha mask, with a massive smirk on his face and the camera fades back to the ringside area.::

Jason Chase: “The grudge match! Silver Baron gets his hands on a member of Dark Camelot!"

Lula Davidson: "And i feel bad for Baron....truth be told!"

Jamie Hensley: “The Following is a no DQ match. 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.::

The lights dim down and a single spotlight is shown at the stage, as 'Look Pimpin begins'::

"You see my swag

Now you wanna come and give me all this drag

I think you better back (back)

Because my hand is itching to give you a smack"

::However, instead of the Silver Baron rising up from the stage, Jade walks out from behind, with a mic in hand. She signals for the music to be cut. The entire audience now has their full attention towards Jade.::

Jade: "Ladies and Gentlemen. There will be a slight change in tonight's match."

::The entire audience is surprised by Jade's sudden announcement. Kyle Northman smirks as he believes that the Silver Baron opted to not compete in the end.::

Jade: "After the result of last week's events involving Stalker Knight, the Silver Baron has decided that, serious consequences are in hand. Now while you Mr Northman, might not be the most successful of Dark Camelot, your affiliation with them is more then enough to warrent what's coming for you. And as for Stalker Knight. You claim that Silver Baron can't hide from the world's demons? You have no idea what kind of demon you have unleashed. The only thing that Baron was cautious of, is now going to rip everything you know, apart. So without further adeau, I give to you, that very demon. I give you.....OBLIVION!"

::Suddenly, Coming Undone by Korn begins to blast through the arena.::

"Keep holding on
When my brain's tickin' like a bomb
Guess the black thoughts have come Again to get me
Sweet bitter words
Unlike nothing I have heard
Sing along mocking bird
You don't affect me"

::It is then, that a masked individual with a leather jacket on, emerges from behind the stage. We can only assume that this is Oblivion. He looks at the ring, staring at his opponent::

"That's right
Deliverance of my heart
Please strike
Be deliberate"

::Oblivion then begins to walk to the ring, ignoring all the fans who want to interact with him. Jade is seen heading backstage.::

"Wait
I'm coming undone
Irate
I'm coming undone
Too late
I'm coming undone
One looks so strong
So delicate
Wait
I'm starting to suffocate
And soon I anticipate
I'm coming undone
One looks so strong
So delicate"

::Oblivion climbs up to the nearest turnbuckle, and tosses off his jacket. Kyle Northman begins to approach him a bit, and immediately after that, Oblivion jumps off and hits a splash, beginning to rapidly punch Northman, as the Ref rings the bell.

The ref pulls Oblivion off, who nearly turns his attention to the ref himself. He separate the two, before they lock-up in the center and Northman throw Oblivion in an arm wrench, but Oblivion rolls through and connects with a right hand. Another right hand. Another right. The crowd starting to get behind him as he whips Northman into the ropes, but it’s reversed by Northman who then tosses Oblivion high into the air in a flapjack. Early cover…::

ONE!



TWO!



KICKOUT!

::Northman tosses Oblivion outside of the ring, then follows quickly behind. He slams Oblivion’s head into the steel steps. He goes for another, only for Oblivion to counter and slam Northman's head down hard. Northman is stunned, but he looks up to find Oblivion suddenly running along the apron and drilling him with a missile dropkick. Northman barrels backwards and hits his back hard on the barricade. Oblivion reaches under the ring and pulls out a kendo stick, and drills Northman right over the head, knocking him to his knees. Then another violent swing and Northman is down outside the ring. Oblivion slams the stick twice on him and the crowd goes wild.

Oblivion tosses the kendo stick into the ring and pulls out a few more weapons which he throws inside. He heads back over to Northman and starts to pull him to his feet, but Northman hits a low blow. Northman lines Oblivion up and drills him with a big boot, then throws the dazed Oblivion into the ring. He covers…::

ONE!


TWO!


KICKOUT!

::Northman grabs a trash can and sets it over the head of Oblivion while he lies on the ground. He ascends to the top rope looking for a big splash on top of the trash can and takes flight, but Oblivion tosses the trash can in the air and it connects to the jaw of Northman. Northman is stumbling, Oblivion grabs the kendo stick and hits him right over the head. Northman looks out cold on his feet, and Oblivion connects with a Spinebuster!

Oblivion then takes the steel chair that was in the ring, and begins to repeatedly slam it down on Northman. He tosses the chair outside the ring, and waits for Northman to get up. When he does, Oblivion runs at him, only to be hit with a clothesline. Oblivion immediately recovers, and the two lock up again.

Northman whips Oblivion to the ropes, and nearly tosses him out. But Oblivion hangs on. Northman runs at Oblivion again, only for Oblivion to jump, and lock his legs around Northman's head, and does a Hurricanrana to the outside. Northman lands with a sickening thud. Oblivion yells while giving the cut throat sign. The ref begins a count.::

one!

::Kyle Northman begin to get up as Oblivion gets to the ground, which restarts the ref's count. Northman turns around, only to be hit VERY hard in the balls.::

Jason Chase: “Oh, come on! Really?!"

Lula Davidson: "All men seem to hate that."

Jason Chase: “Yes we do!"

One!

::Oblivion then grabs Northman by he head and repeatedly slams him agains the nearby ring post. He does that until blood starts to show. He then delivers a final one, which causes Northman to crumble to the floor. But Oblivion picks him up, and props him against the barricade, before clotheslining him over.::

TWO
THREE
FOUR!

::Oblivion hops over the barricade, and walks up some of the steps. He awaits for Northman to get up, which he does slowly. Oblivion then runs down, and leaps onto Northman, sending them both backwards, through the barricade. Since Northman took the blow, Oblivion quickly got up, and began to wail at Northman's head.::

FIVE
SIX
SEVEN!

::Oblivion gets up, and grabs the chair he tossed out before. He begins to hit Northman with it, repeatedly. He smirks as he does so. The ref comes out, to check on Northman. But Oblivion stops him.::

Oblivion: "Don't call the f*ckn match. I'm not finished!"

::The ref is hesitant to listen, but he reluctantly does, as Oblivion threatens to knock him out with the chair. To avoid countout, Oblivion walks into the ring. He gets up to the top rope, and jumps off to where Northman was, doing a legdrop with the chair under the legs, right onto Northman.

Oblivion picks up Northman by the head, and shows the nearest camera the bleeding face, before tossing him into the ring. Oblivion heads back in, and props Northman on the top rope.

Oblivion climbs as well. It almost looks like Northman is going to come to, but Oblvion executes a superplex. But instead of it being a regular superplex, he turns it into a jackhammer from off the top rope. The ring shakes hard upon impact. Oblivion with the cover::

ONE!



TWO!


THREE!

Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner.....OBLIVION!”

::The ref raises Oblivion's hand in victory. Just for good measure, Oblivion then begins to kick Northman, repeatedly. But the ref tries to stop Oblivion. Oblivion then knocked the Ref out with a hard punch to the face, before he punts Northman in the Ribs. Northman is now really moaning in pain. Oblivion then requests for a Mic. He is handed one, and rips off his mask, to reveal that it was indeed, the Silver Baron.::

Jason Chase: “i KNEW it!"

Lula Davidson: "none the less, someone needs to stop this."

Silver Baron/Oblivion: "You see this? YOU SEE IT?!?!?!?!?! This is a result of making things personal. This, is what awaits everyone else. Well, at least a small taste, of what's to come. Stalker Knight...what I did to your 'pawn' is a small example. So here's what's happening. You...me....Searing Agony."

Lula Davidson: "and suddenly....i don't want to be Stalker Knight right now."

Silver Baron/Oblivion: "Make no mistake Stalker...it will be you, who's going to suffer. You want to talk about lessons? Pay close attention to mine. Be careful of which demon you want, because this one...will devour everything!"

::The Silver Baron then puts the mask back on, and begins to chuckle, as EMTs arrive to get Northman out of there. But before they do, the now re masked Oblivion, punts Northman one last time, before leaving through the audience.

The camera shifts to the backstage area to see Aerynn packing back and forth in her dressing room and she seemed to be trying to call her PI Gabriel but to no avail. The camera stayed on her a moment before fading back to the announce table.::

Jason Chase: “That is one angry woman.”

Lula Davidson: "Can you blame her?”

Jason Chase: “I guess not.”

Jamie Hensley: “Our next bout on Mayhem is a six-person tag team match set for one fall! Introducing first..."

::The arena lights go out. “Requiem” by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra & Metallica begin to play. Golden sparks rain from the ceiling, illuminating Connor Murphy, who is standing and looking up with his arms raised in the air, and Gabriel Krown, who is on one knee in front of Murphy, looking up and his arms raised. The lights come back on.::

Jamie Hensley: “...at a combined weight of 462 pounds, from Atlanta, Georgia and Denver, Colorado respectively, the team of Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown...SANG REAL!"

::Krown gets to his feet, and spins a bit, his robe flying behind him as he turns to stand next to Murphy. The two men walk to the ring, ignoring the jeers and boos from the crowd. The two men climb the stairs and walk along the apron before entering the ring. In the middle of the ring, the two strike the same pose as they did at the entrance. Krown gets to his feet and the two climb the turnbuckles to pose. Dismounting, the two move to their corner and take their robes off.::

Jamie Hensley: “And introducing their partner, wrestling out of New York City and weighing in at 240 pounds...CRAVEN!"

::The lights dim as Tool's “Sober” starts up. At the 0.15 mark, Craven walks through the curtain and pauses, looking out from under his hood at the gathered masses. He slowly makes his way to the ring, walks up the steps and crouches in his corner, running his fingers across the battleground in preparation for what is to come.::

Jason Chase: “Future tag team champions and the dangerous Craven together as a team. I don't like the chances of Arsenal against this grouping."

Lula Davidson: "I'll be shocked if Craven can get along with those two upstarts."

Jason Chase: “You're just cranky that they do a better job than you at commentary."

Lula Davidson: "No they don't! And need I remind you that they kicked you out too?!"

Jason Chase: “It's a paid break. I have no issue."

Lula Davidson: "You're impossible. And you have no pride whatsoever."

::Murphy, Krown and Craven converse in their corner of the ring as "Sober" dies down and a new theme starts up.::

Jamie Hensley: “And introducing their opponents...from New Orleans, competing at a combined weight of 435 pounds...K.I.S.S. and Jeszika Gautier...ARSENAL!"

::Lacuna Coil's “Die & Rise” starts up. With lights dancing around, Nikki Peltier leads out the members of Arsenal 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. Jeszika Gautier enjoys the show whilst adding a bit of her own. 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. Jeszika walks to the middle of the ropes between them and raises her arms as well, all of them making sure everybody sees the Arsenal of girl power here in the UWA.::

Lula Davidson: "Each of these women took a strong shot at lifting the World Heavyweight Title from Aerynn Donnelly last time. Doesn't look like there's any bad blood from that encounter."

Jason Chase: “What about their little scene leading up to that? Things got pretty salty from where I'm sitting."

Lula Davidson: "You were just hoping for a catfight. Not all women think so low of themselves."

Jason Chase: “Titles make you forget a lot, Lula. Like friendship and all that bullcrap. Let's see how chummy they really are right now."

::The bell rings to start the match and Murphy begins things for his side while Bethany does so for her own. She moves in to lock up with Murphy but he brushes her off and taunts her a little just to raise her ire. The fans don't take well to this so he turns to insult them and turns back around just in time to eat a right hand from the elder Kenyon sister. Murphy swings back once he gets his bearings but is arm-dragged to the mat and locked into an armbar with Bethany grinding her knee into his ear.

Gabriel shouts advice from their corner as Murphy fights up to his feet and reverses the hold, pulling Bethany in for a headlock. Expertly putting himself between the referee and his opponent, he gets away with a few hard closed-fits that has Ashley and Jeszika fuming in their corner. He pleads innocence but the fans call him on his sneaky tactics. Mouthing off at them, he backs toward his team's corner and Gabriel tags himself in, taking over on Bethany but getting hip-tossed to the mat when he shoots her off into the ropes and is countered. He takes another one, followed by an armdrag, before finding himself quickly entered into his partner's predicament.::

Lula Davidson: "They just never learn. Haven't the guys around here realized yet that Arsenal is for real? These women fight as hard as any guy in that locker room."

Jason Chase: “They're not second-generation stars though, Lula. Let them have their fun. Sang Real has a plan, I assure you."

::Part of that must start with Gabriel trapping Bethany in a hammerlock and shoving her shoulder-first into the corner. He follows up with a German suplex but the agile Kenyon sister flips back and lands on her feet albeit somewhat unsteadily. She ducks a clothesline and strikes with a back kick to stall Gabriel before making the tag to Ashley. The sisters, working in tandem, double-suplex Krown before Bethany leaves the ring so the referee can count Ashley's pin.::

ONE!









TWO!

Jason Chase: “Hah! It won't be that easy to take a win over these guys!"

Lula Davidson: "They're still on the defensive, Jason."

::Ashley wraps Krown into a chinlock but he isn't down long, elbowing his way out of her hold and yanking her to the mat by the hair. The official gives him hell for it but Krown 'shoos' him away as he reaches for the prone Ashley. A bit too cavalierly, however, as he takes a boot to the side of the head. Kipping up, Ashley barely misses a straight sidekick and the bad aim costs her. Krown snatches the leg and knocks the other from under her, holding both as she's on the mat. A stomp to the lower adbomen has her wincing in pain whilst she's unceremoniously dragged to Krown's corner so that Murphy can come back in.::

Lula Davidson: "Craven was looking for a tag there but Krown all but ignored him."

Jason Chase: “He'll get his chance. For now, he shoul watch and learn."

::Bethany and Jeszika shout support from Arsenal's corner as Sang Real lays the boots to Ashley for a bit until Krown is forced from the ring. A whip to the ropes leads to a dropkick from Murphy and a rather lackadaisical cover from the second-generation star.::

ONE!









TW-KICKOUT!

Lula Davidson: "See, that's what I mean! Arrogant bastards!"

::Murphy hardly seems to care, pulling Ashely up and ramming a knee into her bread basket. Sending her hard to a neutral corner, he charges in and eats a boot to the jaw. A second rush earns him twice the boot but upon closer inspection he appears to have caught Ashley's legs. He taunts her before trying to flip her to the mat...except a compact flip sees Ashley land on her feet and dive between the legs of Murphy!

He reaches down, snatching hold of one of her ankles but she wrenches free and boots him in the ass from behind, sending him into the turnbuckles. Before he turns about, she nails a running splash against his back, the crowd starting to get excited by her antics. Down-dressed to an extent by the woman, Murphy forgets his poise and takes a drop toe hold for his efforts, holding his nose from the impact. A leg drop across the back of his neck has him rolling from the ring before Ashley can make a pin attempt and Krown is right there to check on his partner while Craven looks on half-amused.::

Jason Chase: “Just need a little time to breathe, that's all. Guess they weren't expecting this much of a fight, but even so I'm betting they have a plan."

Lula Davidson: "They'd better! I don't think they know what's coming!"

::What's coming is a freshly-tagged Jeszika who charges the ropes, diving over them with a somersault senton that takes both Murphy and Krown to the floor. She rolls back into the ring, daring the two to come take a shot at her, something which Murphy is all to happy to oblige her on. Krown stops him before he can get too amped up, noticing the mirth on their side of the ring before telling Murphy to tag in Craven, which he does with some force.::

Jason Chase: “Let's see how he deals with these girls, since he finds this so funny."

::Craven shrugs and enters, locking up with Jeszika and quickly bringing her to the mat with a waistlock. A chinlock follows that transitions into a leg bar briefly before Jeszika gets to the ropes. She's up quick but so is Craven, striking with a dropkick at the same time she does. They trade kicks and chops for a bit before Craven gets the upper hand and sends Jez into his team's corner. Seeing the advantage back on their side, Krown tags himself in and brushes off Craven, taking over with chops across Jez's chest.::

Lula Davidson: "Typical."

Jason Chase: “It's called strategy. Look it up."

::Jeszika switches sides quickly with Krown and lays in her own series of hard-hitting shots before Murphy interrupts things with a cheap shot. Belted in the mouth for his infraction, he's sent to the floor as Krown takes advantage of his teammate's distraction and clotheslines the ever-lovin' out of Jeszika before tagging in an angry Murphy. A double-flapjack follows with Krown 'kicking sand' on the prone Gautier before leaving the ring. Murphy goes for a pin.::

ONE!









TWO!









PIN INTERFERENCE!

::Bethany and Ashley step in to break things up for their side, the referee turning his attention away to deal with them while Krown spikes Jeszika with a DDT and brings her over to their corner. Words are exchanged between he and Craven before the latter tags himself in. Taking over while Krown seethes in his corner, calmed only by Murphy (somehow), Craven unleashes a ring-shaking powerslam on Jez but when he goes up to the second rope for an elbow, she rolls away just in the nick.::

Lula Davidson: "Both members of K.I.S.S. trying to will their partner over but that's a long way to go!"

Jason Chase: “Especially since Sang Real have no intention of letting her get there!"

::True enough...Krown and Murphy enter the ring and drag Jez away from her team's corner but that has the ill effect of bringing both Kenyon sisters into the ring to assault the royal-blooded stars. A brawl breaks out between the four which soon leads to the floor. Sang Real escape their attackers only to have Bethany vault over the top rope with a corkscrew plancha!::

Lula Davidson: "Oh no! She got caught!"

::Ashley, thinking quickly, bounds to the top rope and sails off herself with a big swan dive, landing against her sister and assiting in bringing Murphy and Krown to the floor! Jez and Craven, still the legal participants, are working on getting back to their feet in the ring, making this anyone's match.::

Jason Chase: “Craven better not botch this! Sang Real are doing the heavy lifting with those idiot sisters...Jez is wide open!"

Lula Davidson: "For once you saying that doesn't seem to have any innuendo attached...I'm impressed."

Jason Chase: “Not on purpose!"

::He certainly makes an effort of it, drilling Jeszika with a falling clothesline almost as soon as she's vertical. Craven then heads up to the top rope, measuring his opponent for something big. At the last moment she rolls out of the way and the resourceful Craven lands in a roll himself, coming up to his feet just in time to eat a front dropkick that sends him to the mat. Sang Real choose this time to sneak back in under the bottom rope, catching Jeszika unaware and dropping her with a double-flapjack. Bethany, back up on the apron, blind tags herself into the match while Sang Real all but force Craven from the ring with Krown tagging himself in along the way.::

Lula Davidson: "Bethany is legal but Conner and Murphy were too busy with their shenanigans to see it I think..."

Jason Chase: “They had to get the dead weight out of the way. Besides, Jeszika's due a few lumps anyway. They got this."

::Jeszika is whipped into the ropes despite the objections of the official. She slides between the legs of Krown and gets to her feet in time to slap the taste out of his mouth, a blow that irritates more than hurts. Krown swings heavily at her but she ducks out of the ring. He lunges toward the ropes at her, though she's quick to get out of reach. Turning back to the ring, he walks right into a Kiss Off from Bethany!::

Lula Davidson: "Right on the button there!"

Jason Chase: “Hey, get that wench off Murphy! How dare she lay hands on him!"

::Bethany goes for the cover, seeing out of the corner of her eye that Jeszika has yanked Murphy forcefully off the apron and that Craven...well...doesn't care to break things up.::

Jason Chase: “Where the hell is HE going?!"

Lula Davidson: "Maybe he's had it with Sang Real's attitude!"

ONE!









TWO!









THREE!

Jason Chase: “This is all Craven's fault!"

Lula Davidson: "Maybe if Murphy and Krown realized the world didn't revolve around them they wouldn't find themselves in this spot! They got what they deserved!"

::Ashely and Jeszika join Bethany in the ring, arms raised as Jamie gives the official announcement.::

Jamie Hensley: “Ladies and gentlemen, your winners...ARSENAL!"

::Sang Real fume as they head up the ramp, Craven finding it mildly amusing as he turns and walks away, the winners celebrating.

The camera fades to a short video for searing agony and when it returns to the arena Vince Jones immediately bursts through the curtains and marches down to the ring while being showered by a chorus of boos from the crowd. He slides into the ring and beckons for a microphone. A staff member at ringside tosses one Vince's away and snatches it and readies it with an angry scowl plastered across his face at the moment. All of a sudden a "FOUR AND ONE" chant begins ringing out through the arena as Vince looks around the arena and just shakes his head.::

Lula Davidson: "Come on! At least give them time to get them out of the ring!”

Jason Chase: “I don't think he cares!”

Vince Jones: “Oh, you people get a kick outta that shit, huh?? You people livin' that shit up right now! How quickly do all you people forget?? V. Jones walks into this damn company and he is just about the hottest commodity this damn place has seen that doesn't have a strap around his damn waist and you people just thrilled when the big man finally goes down!”

::Vince just shakes his head in disappointment with the crowd as the chants get louder::

Vince Jones: “Despite the loss! Despite the time off UWA felt that they needed to give V this week to regroup from that shit Jonesy still out here givin' each and every last one of you people out there what you all need and what you all want, a chance to see Vince Jones bring legitimacy to the this damn sideshow of a joint you all call UWA!”

::Vince begins pacing back and forth across the ring ::

Vince Jones: “Well, you people can be happy all you want about Jonesy losin' at Mayhem! That's cool! You people prolly all ready to jump on that Fraser Freeman bandwagon and shit now that he the only man or woman in this company that's managed to hand Jonesy a loss in the ring!”

::All of a sudden a "FRASER FREEMAN" chant begins to ring out from the crowd. Vince stops in his tracks and glares out at the crowd trying his very best to keep his anger in check::

Vince Jones: “Oh yeah, the protectah of all that's good and right in the industry today! Right? Is that what the man calls himself now? Well, how 'bout we pull up the feed for all these cats out here to see! Let's see the great protectah, Fraser Freeman, in action!”

::All of a sudden a clip from the security camera of Vince Jones clipping Fraser Freeman with his car and maliciously attacking him in the parking lot outside of the building begins to play. Vince turns around and watches the screen in delight.::

Vince Jones: “Awwww damn! Look at ya hero and protectah now! When you supposedly protectin' everyone else out there who supposed to be protectin' you, huh? Where they at while yo hero catchin' the rest of beat down that Jonesy owed his sorry ass from last Mayhem? Where's Skyla? Where's Silva Baron? Where the hell are the Sin City Knights whose backs he be watchin' and shit, huh? Let's roll that shit back real quick!”

::The security camera footage is quickly switched back to the very beginning showing Freeman getting sideswipped by Vince's car.

::Vince Jones watches the footage in amusement and looks out at the crowd.::

Vince Jones: “Damn! That shit gotta hurt! Right?”

::The footage is soon switched over to the point where Freeman is shown being attended to by EMTs and medical staff. They try their best to quickly load up Freeman on a gurney and stick him in the back of an ambulance. Vince watches the footage in amusement as the crowd begins to boo. Vince's expression slowly turns from one of amusement to one that is much more serious as he addresses the crowd on hand.::

Vince Jones: “Ya see that?? You people see that shit, huh? That's the kinda shit that happens when you standin' in V's way in this damn game! You eitha catchin' it in the ring or you gettin' yo bitch ass silenced outside of it!”

::The footage is cut off.::

Vince Jones: “So, you people can go buzzin' about the Children of Nephilim, Aerynn Donnelly, Kyle Travis, and anyone of these otha cats around this UWA joint; but, when its all said and done there's only one man in this company that you people should be watchin' backs for! You people lookin' at him! Its about time you people get re-introduced to "The Violence of..."

::All of a sudden the crowd starts buzzing with excitement as the screen flickers back on showing Fraser Freeman bursting out of the ambulance and nearly stumbling out of the ambulance. He starts marching towards the building half in pain but fueled to the core by his rage. Vince Jones whirls around in surprise and watches the screen in disbelief. Vince shakes his head as if he's seen a ghost and quickly regains his composure as the crowd begins another "FRASER FREEMAN" chant.::

Vince Jones: “Oh, so you people didn't see yo fuckin' hero catch enough of an ass whuppin' already tonight?? Well, Jonesy hope as hell that he makin' his way to the ring right now! V and Freeman can do this shit right here and right now, live!”

::Vince slams the microphone down on the mat in fury and begins staring at the rampway in anticipation. He is nearly salivating at the opportunity to scrap with Freeman some more. Back in black begins to play as Vince is staring at the ramp way bouncing on the spot in anticipation. All of a sudden the crowd erupts as Freeman comes bursting through the crowd and over the security rails, slides into the ring behind Vince Jones, whirls him around and begins laying into him with stiff punch after punch to Vince in the face literally reeling Vince backwards with each step. Freeman quickly snatches Vince and throws him against the opposing ropes with an irish whip. Freeman bounces off the ropes behind him and levels Vince with a massive Double F spinebuster that nearly tears the roof off the building. Vince instantly reaches for his back and rolls outside of the ring in order to regroup. All of a sudden the crowd begins roaring with a "THIS IS AWESOME" chant as Freeman snatches up the microphone.::

Fraser Freeman: “You wanted to see the monster, Vince?? Well, here he is! Lets see how bloody tough you are when you are not cheap shoting me to get the uperhand you good for nothing bloody scrote. Come get some you cretin it will take more than that attack to stop me from putting you on an express train to the hospital!”

::Freeman slams the microphone down and the crowd is on its feet as Freeman runs towards the ropes and catapults himself over the top and nails Vince Jones with a vaulting body splash that totally levels him outside of the ring. Freeman rolls Vince over and begins laying into him with mounted punches to the face and head. Vince tries his best to mount a defense and finally snatches Freeman by the collar of his shirt pulls him forward and jabs him in the throat. UWA security suddenly come bursting through the curtains and come rushing down to ringside as Vince rolls over and readies a chair to attack Freeman. Freeman comes up gasping for air from the shot to the throat. Vince raises his the metal chair above his head and takes a heavy handed swing towards Freeman's head but Freeman rolls out of the way just in time for Vince to end up slamming the chair against the guard rails instead with a brutal clang. Vince goes in with another heavy swing but this time he's met with a boot to the midsection from Freeman that doubles him over and leaves him stunned momentarily.

UWA security staff suddenly reach Freeman and they pounce on both of them in hopes to keep the two from killing one another. Vince Jones and Freeman are being separated but the two of them break free and begin fighting with security in hopes of getting their hands on one another yet again. Vince whirls around and after fighting his way to freedom is immediately met by a brutal spear that knocks him backwards to the floor. Freeman tries to mount him again but Vince musters just enough strength to roll him over and he begins laying into him with mounted punches of his own. The beaten up UWA security staff come pouring in from every direction and immediately restrain Vince and Freeman. All of a sudden the crowd begins chanting "LET THEM GO!" as the security staff drags off Vince and Freeman away from one another as the two of them continue struggling to continue the battle that had ensued.::

::The camera shifts to the office of President and C.E.O. Oliver Georgio only to find that it wasn't Oliver who sat behind the desk, but Joshua McBride with his hands crossed over his chest.::

Joshua McBride: “There are some things which need to be cleared up. A few little misunderstandings that I must,of course, set right. First of all, the match at Searing Agony....will be as follows. Ashley and Bethany Kenyon, Jeszika Gautier and Aerynn Donnelly will be locked in their locker room. Ashley will enter first and face the entire Children of Nephlim in a handicap match.

If she beats us, the match is over. However when she loses, Jeszika Gautier takes center stage and it all happens again. If she wins....it's over but when she loses it's Bethany's turn....and then Aerynn's until finally, The Children stand as they have always stood. Victorious.”

::Joshua held up a single finger then and smiled that twisted, cruel, sadistic smile.::

Joshua McBride: “Now there....there has been someone who has been using my name in vain. Someone who...thinks to make himself useful....and more important by claiming to have an opinion about The Children of Nephilim. So this....message...is for you Kyle Travis.

Be careful when you speak about the devil....he may just hear you....and decide to collect your soul....”

::But then Joshua seemed thoughtful and whispered.::

Joshua McBride: “....That is....if you were worthy...in the first place. Which I don't think you are. You...speak of being the devil. This larger then life villain....i am sorry little one, but you are no villain. You are a petulant little child who speaks of doing evil....because you fear being overlooked.

Well little one. You have been. I do overlook you. You....condemn and question your betters....and think you raise yourself? It's hard to take you seriously....when that soap box your standing on is made from your own lies and false promises.

But while I am here I wish to take the time to announce the rest of the Searing Agony card. As our newest member will not be able to do it.”

::Joshua looked up at the camera with a twisted smirk then and chuckled.::

Joshua McBride: “We all know about Sang Real Vs Cornbread....and the Gauntlet match....Stalker Knight Verse The Silver Baron....AH! Here it is. Kyle Travis defends his North American Championship against Fraser Freeman and Vince Jones....”

Samuel: “He can speak for himself damnit!”

Joshua McBride: “...Will someone....please shut him up...”

::The sound of a heavy punch landed and Samuel crashed into the desk. Joshua leaned down and grasped the large man by the hair and whispered.::

Joshua McBride: “Careful big fella. I may decide to play with you to.....and no one wants to hear anything...you have to say.”

::The camera showed a close up of Joshua’s face, hidden by a wealth of hair that hung down like a mask and then flashed back to the announcers who sat in silence as Jamie introduced the next match.::

Jamie Hensley: “Introducing first, wrestling out of Toronto, Ontario, Canada and weighing in at 125 pounds, SKYLAR!!!”

"Don't Bless me father, for I have sinned"

::Whispers are heard over the speakers before the opening guitars of "Going to Hell" by the Pretty Reckless hits. The lights flash wildly and Skylar runs out onto the stage, pulling devil horns above her head. Once on the stage, she drops her hands to her sides and jumps up and down on her toes a few times, getting herself hyped up.::

"Father did you miss me,
I've been locked up a while.
I got caught for what I did but took it all in style.
Laid to rest all my confessions I gave way back when.
Now I'm versed in so much worse,
So I am back again."

::As the fast beats of the music pump through the stadium and it energizes her runs down to the ring, sliding on under the bottom rope before jumping up and making her way to the top turnbuckle. She pulls the horns again before pointing out across the crowd, soaking in the reaction.::

"For the lines that I take, I'm going to hell!
For the love that I make, I'm going to hell!"

::She then leaps off the turnbuckle, bouncing a few times in time with the music before she stops and waits for her opponent.::

Lula Davidson: "Skylar is not gonna be in a good mood that she basically got ignored by her opponent completely, is she?”

Jason Chase: “I know I wouldn’t be happy, no.”

Lula Davidson: "Would anybody?”

Jason Chase: “Probably not.”

Jamie Hensley: “And her opponent, from Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada and weighing in at 115 pounds, Tiny Dynamite, RINA KIRILOS!!!”

::After a quiet moment in the wrestling space, the speakers exploded with the opening drumbeats and guitar riffs of "Watch Me Move". The backstage curtains parted, and the tiny figure of Rina Kirilos skipped out to the center of the entrance area. With a huge smile gracing her face, she skipped to both sides of the area and waved out to the crowd, coming back to the center and skipping down the aisle, high-fiving the fans on either side of the barricade. Arriving at the end of the aisle, she then skips around the ring to slap hands with all the ringside fans before running and sliding under the bottom rope into the center of the ring. Once there, she leaps to her feet and points out to the crowd as her music fades away.::

Lula Davidson: "Oh Lord, here it comes!”

Jason Chase: “And...”

Lula Davidson: "This is gonna be...”

Jason Chase: “Bad!”

::Skylar rushes over and hits a big high kick that drops Rina like a bad habit. Skylar pulls her up and snaps off a series of nasty kick that drive Rina back into the corner. Skylar drills her with a big forearm shot and then leaps up to the top rope before dropping down into a frankensteiner that sends Rina flying halfway across the ring. Skylar jumps back up and launches herself into a beautiful moonsault. She hits hard and then pulls Rina up for the Hellhound. Rina smashes into the mat and Skylar steps over and takes her into the Hellkat. Rina reaches out looking for an escape but finds none and taps out.::

Lula Davidson: "Total destruction...”

Jason Chase: “Well… that was quick!”

Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner, SKYLAR!!!”

Lula Davidson: "We have something a little extra for all the UWA fans now Jason.”

Jason Chase: “We do?”

Lula Davidson: "Indeed we do the following video was recorded earlier today outside the arena by a camera man who happened to be on the scene.”

::The sun is baking down on the tarmac outside the Burns Arena in St George, Utah. It is late afternoon and the fans of UWA are starting to que up outside the arena, preparing for the show ahead. You can feel the happy atmosphere in the air, the die hard fans full of excitement and enthusiasm for the show they are to witness. The camera pans in on a man in his late 20s who is hovering around the back of the que approaching all that come by.::

Man 1: “Hey you need a ticket? I cant attend tonight you can have them at cost price.”

::The person he approaches stops and begins to speak.::

Man 2: “Yeah actually I do, the tout I spoke to before was asking $30 over cost value, cost value you say I will take it off your hands.”

::The man looking to sell the ticket smiles happily and pulls his wallet out of his back pocket and pulls out the ticket, the other man hands over the money and the two part ways. The seller is heading away from the arena when he is approached by a big muscular looking man about 6'4 and probably weighing lost to 400lbs. The big man grabs hold of the seller and forces him backwards up against a white van.::

Big Man: “Yo u think ya can jus come on ma turf and peddle tickets son?”

Ticket Seller: “I ne ne needed the mo mo money”

Big man: “Yo I give no shit about yo need son, youre on ma turf, only man that can sell tickets in St George is me son, now hand over the money!”

Ticket Seller: “Wa wa wa what?”

Big Man: “not gunna do dis da easy way huh, ok!”

::The big man strikes the seller in the gut and he crumbles to the floor, the big man then bends down and pulls the guys wallet out of his pocket and takes not only the money for the ticket but all the money in his wallet.::

Lula Davidson: "Oh come on, why are the production team showing us this Jason!”

Jason Chase: “Everyone loves to see a business transaction Lula.”

Lula Davidson: "Transaction? Thats just a plain straight mugging, hey wait is that....”

::A man dressed all in black appears behind the big man, stab proof vest black combat pants and black ski mask, its the protector, and he is standing directly behind the mugger and moves his head from side to side sizing him up.::

Lula Davidson: "It is, it is, its our protector, your in trouble now mugger, you better run!”

Jason Chase: “Its a recording Lula that guy cant hear you and seriously this guy again he should have been arrested already for what he did last week!”

Lula Davidson: "Arrested? This guy is protecting the fans Jason!”

Jason Chase: “Pfffft”

::The protector grabs the mugger by the back of the head and slams him face first into the van above his downed victim. The mugger staggers to the side away from his victim and turns round but as he turns boom, the protector hits him with a huge spear into the van. The mugger slides down the van into a sitting position and the protector begins to stomp a mud hole into him.::

Lula Davidson: "Teach him a lesson!”

::The protector drags the man to his feet and drags him along to the door of the van he takes a few steps away from the van dragging his man with him by his hair then runs towards the door slamming the muggers face straight through the door window.::

Jason Chase: “Oh come on, for the love of god someone arrest him he is getting out of control now.”

::The mugger pulls himself out of the window and turns sliding down the door, his face a crimson mask. The mugger is gasping for air as the protector grabs him by his shirt and begins to speak in a muffled voice.::

Protector: “When UWA is in town this is NOT your turf. UWA is protected by me, remember that because I see you at a UWA arena again next time you wont be able to walk away!”

::The protector takes the money off the mugger and pulls a card out of his back pocket.::

Lula Davidson: "I love this guy he is standing up for the fans, he is protecting the UWA universe from the evils of scum bags”

Jason Chase: “Whilst you get all moist in your panties over this dude, he is not protecting anyone! He is nothing more than a common thug roughing people up for no reason and he needs to be stopped!”

Lula Davidson: "No reason? Have you finally gone insane Jason did you not just see that guy mug some poor fan?”

Jason Chase: “that was just business.”

Lula Davidson: "Whatever Jason, he deserved that!”

::Meanwhile the protector has walked over to the muggers victim and pulled him up to his feet, he straightens the victims shirt for him before placing the card and money in his shirt pocket and then walking away. The man pulls the card out of his pocket and reads it.::

Courtesy of the Protector

Man: “Thank you!”

::The protector throws his fist in the air as he is walking away from the scene in an acknowledgment of the thanks and the scene fades out and back to the announcers.::

Jason Chase: “Who IS that?!”

Lula Davidson: "I think we will find out eventually. May just be some deranged fan.”

Jason Chase: “...Yea maybe.”

Lula Davidson: "Its that time Jason!”

Jason Chase: “And what time might that be?”

Lula Davidson: " Its MAAAAAIN EEEEVENT time!”

Jamie Hensley: “Ladies and gentleman the following contest is the Maaaaaaain Eeeeevent of the evening it is a Champion Vs Champion match and is set for one fall. Introducing first Hailing from Calgary, Alberta, Canada he weighs in tonight at 230lbs and stands 6 foot 2 inches tall. Laddies and gentleman introducing the North American Champion, The Canadian Legend Kyyyyyyle Trrrrrravis”

::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 way. He stands at the entrance way looks over the crowd. Slowly, Travis opens the jacket to show off the championship around his waist. He reaches under the jacket and pulls the championship from his waist. With slow and deliberate motion, Travis raises the belt high into the air.::

Jason Chase: “Its Travis time Lula! Prepare to watch another master class from the Canadian legend!”

::Draping the championship over his shoulder, Travis walks passed the jeering and booing crowd, heading down to the ring. Travis climbs the stairs and walks along the apron. Travis climbs a turnbuckle and looks over the crowd once more. He slowly raises the championship high above his head.::

Lula Davidson: "Master class? He is facing my girl Aerynn, he doesn’t stand a chance if your asking me!”

Jason Chase: “That’s the thing Lula NOBODY is asking you! The North American Champ is going to show the world he is the real champ of importance in UWA tonight!”

Lula Davidson: "I will believe that IF I see it”

Jason Chase: “Oh see it you will”

::Climbing down from the turnbuckle, Travis hands the referee the championship and takes the jacket off, handing it off at ringside. He shoots the ropes and then paces the ring like a predator stalking his prey.::

Jamie Hensley: “And his opponent she comes to us by way of Dublin, Ireland, now wrestling out of Boston Mass. She weighed in tonight at 140lbs and stands 5 foot 8inches tall. Laddies and gentlemen I give to you the UWA World Heavyweight Champion, The Irish Princess Aeeeeeeerrryyynn Donnnnnnnelly!”

::The arena suddenly goes black. Up on the tron, the barely seen outline of a pair of tiger’s eyes can be seen.::

“Ro-oar, Ro-oar, Ro-oar, Ro-oar, Ro-oar… RO-OAR!”

:The lights suddenly burst into life as Aerynn comes through the curtains and moves to stand at the top of the ramp.::

Lula Davidson: "Heres my girl, look at the intensity in her face, tonight she will show Travis exactly what girl power is all about!”

Jason Chase: “More like show the world why she is a paper champ who is undeserving.”

“I got the eye of the tiger; a Fighter; Dancing through the fire.
‘Cause I am a Champion..”

::Aerynn raises her right arm up. Holding the World Wrestling Champion belt up high.::

“..And you’re gonna hear me roar.
Louder, louder than a lion.
‘Cause I am a Champion and you’re gonna hear me roar.”

::With the word ‘roar’, she throws both arms up into the air, throws her head back and arches her back as if she’s roaring. She straightens up and starts making her way to the ring.::

Lula Davidson: "Paper champ? She has took on some of the best and brightest in this company and she is still standing tall, she is an inspiration to women everywhere!”

“You held me down; But I got up. (HEY!)
Already brushing off the dust.
You hear my voice; You hear that sound.
Like thunder gonna shake the ground.”

::Aerynn reaches the ring and slides under the bottom ropes. She then moves to the middle of the ring and stands there with her head bowed for a few seconds.::

“You held me down; But I got up. (HEY!)
Get ready ‘cause I’ve had enough.
I see it all; I see it now.”

::She then raises the belt up above her head with both hands.::

“I got the eye of the tiger; a Fighter; Dancing through the fire.”

::At the word ‘fire’, a mixture of green, white and orange fireworks explode all around the arena.::

“’Cause I am a Champion; And you’re gonna hear me roar.
Louder, louder than a lion.
‘Cause I am a Champion; And you’re gonna hear me roar!”

Jason Chase: “No way is Aerynn coming away with the victory tonight against my boy Travis, he is going to prove she is an unworthy champ!”

::Travis and Aerynn meet in the centre of the ring and both hold their titles aloft above their heads showing each other their gold. The Reff takes the belts and hands them out of the ring, he instructs the fighters of the rules and calls for the bell. The two begin to circle the ring sizing each other up. Travis comes in looking for a clothesline but Aerynn ducks and Travis runs through and springs back off the ropes and is met in the centre of the ring with a hard savante kick sending him crashing to the mat. She pulls Travis to his feet and whips him into the ropes and hits a huricanranna on him and mounts him with vicious punches, punch after punch after punch.::

Lula Davidson: "The World Champ is Fired up tonight”

Jason Chase: “Come on Kyle find a fire extinguisher!”

::Aerynn pulls Kyle to his feet and puts him in a front face lock and looks like she is going for a DDT. Kyle reverses sending Aerynn up into the air and hits a northern lights suplex out of nowhere!::

Jason Chase: “Yes yes yes!”

::Kyle bridges for the pin.::

ONE!




TWO!



KICKOUT!

::Travis floats over from the pin and locks Aerynn in a crucifix armbar, Aerynn wriggles in pain on the matt, determined to get out of the hold she starts to shuffle towards the ropes, eventually reaching them and forcing Travis to break the hold. But Travis doesnt break the hold right away instead utalising the reffs 5 count releasing the hold on 4. Travis pulls Aerynn to her feet and hits a quick snap suplex, keeping her locked he floats through and hits a second snap suplex before going for another pin.::

ONE!


KICKOUT!

Jason Chase: “what a one count is this ref drunk or summat?”

Lula Davidson: "Aerynn's getting pumped now!”

::Travis pulls Aerynn halfway to her feet but gets hit with a shot to the gut followed by a clothesline taking him down. Aerynn bursts up to her feet and begins to pace round the ring and the crowd cheer loudly. Travis pulls himself to his feet and walks towards Aerynn but straight into two handed choke slam. Aerynn Pulls Travis back to his feet and spins him around and hits a reverse DDT and goes for the cover.::

ONE!



TWO!


THR...KICKOUT!

Lula Davidson: "I Thought she had him there folks.”

Jason Chase: “Pull yourself together Kyle you can take this Irish tramp!”

::Aerynn pulls Travis to his feet and whips him into the ropes but Travis grabs hold the ropes and stops himself. Aerynn charges at kyle and hits a big clothesline sending them both flying over the top rope to the outside of the ring. There both down on the floor as the ref begins a 10 count, Aerynn gets to her feet first on 5 and rolls into the ring and back out breaking the count. She stands waiting for kyle to get to his feet then charges at him hitting a big spear into the guard rail, flattening Travis.::

Lula Davidson: "Oh my that should be all she wrote!”

::Aerynn gets to her feet and rolls into the ring as the ref begins counting.::

ONE
TWO
THREE
FOUR
FIVE
SIX
SEVEN

::Travis begins to stir::

EIGHT

::Travis is to his knees::

NINE!

::Travis reaches his feet and dives into the ring beating the count out, but is met by Aeryn who collapses down on his back throwing wild punches and knees to Travis. She the locks in the Irish cross, Travis Wriggling in pain.

Lula Davidson: "Yes, she has him now!”

However Aerynn has locked it in way to close to the ropes and Travis reaches out grabbing the bottom rope to break the hold. She pulls Travis to his feet but out of nowhere he grabs ahold of her and hits the Cold Snap!

ONE!

Lula Davidson: "Nooooo”

TWO!

Jason Chase: “I told you”

THRE.....KICKOUT!

Jason Chase: “WHAT! How did she, what!”

Lula Davidson: "Girl Power Jason Girl Power!”

::Travis looks in shock as he gets to his feet and begins arguing with the Ref backing the ref up across the ring and to the corner, he is livid with the ref, convinced that should have been a three count. Meanwhile Aerynn has pulled herself to her feet. Travis is shacking his head in disbelief with the Ref before turning around and BOOM Aeryn has charged at him and hit the Stall n Crawl, she drops down on top of Kyle exhausted.::

ONE!

Jason Chase: “NO!”

TWO!

Lula Davidson: "Yes!”

THRE...KICKOUT!

::The crowd start a holyshit chant as they cannot believe that Travis has kicked out of the Stall n Crawl.::

Lula Davidson: "WHATTTT!”

Jason Chase: “This is awesome!”

::Aerynn and Travis slowly begin to stir and begin to crawl to their feet holding on to one another trying to use each other to climb to there feet. They lean on one another exhausted Travis throws a punch, followed by Aerynn throwing one they go back and forth and the crowd boo and cheer respectively Cheering every time Aerynn hits and booing for Travis. Travis hits Aerynn once then twice then a third time, he goes for a forth but Aerynn ducks it and runs through rebounding off the ropes and charging at Travis BOOM she hits a second Stall N Crawl and Drops down for the pin.::

ONE!



TWO!



THREE!!

::The crowd burst into a loud cheer as Aerynn climbs to her feet but then drops down onto one knee in pure exhaustion.::

Lula Davidson: "She did it, she proved she is worthy as champion against a fellow champion! Suck on that Jason GIRRRRRL Power!”

::And then again as the Champion celebrated for the second night in a row the lights faded and “Glory and Gore” hits the PA System. It was like someone let the wind out of the crowd and the champion. One by one The Children of Nephilim came through the curtain with Joshua and Maiko at their head. The group walked slowly down the ramp way and then ascended the ring on all sides.::

Jason Chase: “This...isn't good....”

Lula Davidson: "I don't think The Children will let Aerynn make it to Searing Agony....”

Jason Chase: “It's Arsenal!”

::The three women came through the curtain together and made a beeline for the ring. When the Children turned to look at the rushing women Aerynn leaped like the tiger she named herself for. Her foot came over the top rope and connected with the side of Maiko's face over the top rope.::

Jason Chase: “YES! Stall 'n' Crawl to the Priestess!”

Lula Davidson: "Get them!”

::As Maiko fell from the apron Bethany caught her in midair and spun around driving the back of her head and shoulders into the steel ramp way. Ashley used the apron as a springboard and actually speared two of the Children into the ropes, grabbed them by the heads and actually DDT'd them from the apron to the floor.

Jeszika grabbed Joshua by the ankles and pulled. McBride fell from the apron and turned into a hard right hand from Jeszika. The woman was no longer messing around and she was pissed. When two of the women in the sleeveless jumpsuits jumped down and attacked Jeszika she threw them off like they were nothing and speared Joshua into the ring post.::

Jason Chase: “YES!”

Lula Davidson: "Get them! Get them now! End this!”

::The four women battled their separate battles, and stood their ground, but it was only a matter of time before the numbers caught up to them. Two of the men held Jeszika as Joshua began to rain down right hands on Jeszika and three of the sleeveless women whipped Ashley and Bethany into one another at fully speed while in the ring three of them stomped Aerynn.

And then the crowd exploded. Ramiel and Ananiel came down the ramp at full speed and used the barricade to run free and splashed on the children holding Jeszika and Bethany and Ashley. Ashley immediately went to Jeszika's aid and Bethany entered the ring and helped Aerynn beat back the two men and one woman who was stomping her.::

Lula Davidson: "Bene Elohim?!”

Jason Chase: “I don't think they liked the post match beat down that The Children handed them!”

::Once Bethany and Aerynn cleared the ring they were joined by Bene Elohim, Ashley and Jeszika and the six of them stood strong in the ring as The Children back peddled up the ramp way with the lesser Children carrying a unconscious Maiko.::

Lula Davidson: "I think the structure of U.W.A. Just changed Jason.”

Jason Chase: “And I think The Children now have a challenge on their hands!”

::The U.W.A. Logo flashed in the corner of the screen as one final shot of a strangely calm Joshua was shown and a very pissed off group in the ring. Joshua however....was laughing with delight.::