Monday Night Mayhem #9 Streaming from Ogden, Utah

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::A short video airs covering the assault of the members of The Children and Bene Elohim by the Children as a whole and then Bene Elohim coming to the girls aid to close the show. The final shot of the look on Joshua McBride's laughing face as the girls and Bene Elohim stand tall stays on the screen as the recap closes. After these events are shown the U.W.A. Logo flashed across the screen and the camera sends the feed to inside the area where the camera shows signs in the crowd “Aerynn=Real Champion”, “K.I.S.S. Her!” and “Protect me!” being amongst them. The camera pans the crowd briefly before coming to the announce table where Lula Davidson and Jason Chase are sitting patiently and ready to begin.::

Lula Davidson: "Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the final Monday night Mayhem before Searing Agony! I am Lula Davidson and with me as always is Jason Chase!”

Jason Chase: “And what a show we have for you! The last airing of Mayhem saw the Children finally get what was coming to them and lord it felt good! Tonight we see our new heroes Bene Elohim take on Dark Camelot.”

Lula Davidson: "We also see Arsenal’s Bethany take on Skylar and Amy Zing while Jeszika Gautier takes on Vince Jones!”

Jason Chase: “The Silver Baron takes on my boy Kyle Travis! As well as new comer Quentin Saint takes on Craven and J Shades looks to keep his winning streak alive when he takes on Bob Brooks!”

Lula Davidson: "And finally Aerynn Donnelly takes on Fraser Freeman!”

Jason Chase: “And of course, we will see The Children finally get what's coming to them!”

Lula Davidson: "And I think we are all waiting for that!”

Jason Chase: “And now for our first match!”

::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.::

Jamie Hensley: “The follwoing contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first. From New York City, Weighing in at 240 pounds. CRAVEN!"

::Strobe lights dance around the arena as the chords for Nine Inch Nail's "The Hand That Feeds" blares through the arena. Sauntering out from behind the curtain is Quentin Saint with a leather biker jacket. His hair is wet and eyes focused as he walks to the ring with a smug smile across his face. He climbs up the ring steps, wipes his feet on the apron, and enters. He goes to the ropes, puts one foot on the bottom, another on the second and yells out to the crowd. He hops off the ropes, spins around, and waits for the bell.::

Jamie Hensley: “From Short Hills New Jersey. Weighing in at 230 pounds. QUENTIN SAINT!"

::The bell rings, and both Craven and Saint circle the ring, stalking eachother when they lock up and battle for control. Craven, the much larger man in the contest, takes advantage and pushes Saint back but Saint pulls him into a side headlock. Craven shoves him off and Saint runs the ropes, coming back with speed but as Craven goes for the clothesline, Saint manages to duck under the arm. He grabs the back of The Champion's neck and shouts to the crowd, ready to drop a neckbreaker when Craven turns and throws him across the ring with a violent german suplex.::

Lula Davidson: "Nice German by Craven there!"

::Craven picks Saint up off the ground and chops him at the chest, making Saint fall back against the ropes. Craven chops him again and then goes for the irish whip, nailing a perfect flapjack on the return. Saint rests on his knee's and holds his chest tight but Craven's offence won't rest as he goes over to capitalize again. He irish whips Saint into the turnbuckle but takes his time following up. He settles and then runs for the squash but Saint saw it coming and ran out himself, taking back the momentum with a crisp headscissors takedown. The speed of the move brings Craven back up to his feet but he gets taken back down again when Saint connects with a running dropkick.::

Jason Chase: “Looks like Saint has some fight in him yet!"

::Saint takes a moment to recuperate but looks to the crowd and smiles, as the crowd cheers for the match. Saint carries on with business as Craven looks to get up. Saint pulls him up by the hair brutally and connects with a swift belly to belly suplex, sending craven across the ring, which sends a large "Oh!" throughout the Arena. Saint goes for the cover.::

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KICKOUT!

::Writhing from the pain of the onslaught, Craven manages to muster enough to escape but Saint stays defiant. He sits Craven up only to lock in a beautifully executed Dragon Sleeper, hoping for a sudden submission victory. Craven's arms flail around, trying to break out but fail as Saint has it on tight. The referee checks for any verbal submission and is ready to check for signs when Craven rolls backwards on top of Saint, lifting him amazingly, and gets to his feet with Saint on his shoulders. Before anybody knows what's going on, Craven brings himself back into the match with a huge Samoan Drop! Craven covers!::

Lula Davidson: "Craven may have him here!"

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KICKOUT!

Lula Davidson: "Long two count for Craven."

Jason Chase: “Not nearly long enough."

::Saint keeps himself in the contest with a last ditch jerk of the arm. Determined to stay in control, Craven lifts Saint up and pulls him forward in suplex position. He holds him high in the air and then drops him, stomach first, onto the middle of the ropes. Saint stands on the apron hanging into the ring, but not for long as Craven runs against the ropes and boots him square in the head! Saint drops to the outside with impact!::

Lula Davidson: "Seems that we have others intrested in this match as well."

::We briefly cut to backstage, where the Sin City Knights are watching this match with close intent, especially Skylar. Back to the ring, Craven looks at his opponent with focussed intent, as Saint begins to rise up. When Saint is on his feet, Craven jumps over and lands a big suicide dive.::

Jason Chase: “From Stalkee to Stalker. How cute."

::Craven is first to get up. He grabs Saint, and rolls him into the ring, and then follows. By now, Saint is back up. The two lock up again, before Craven hits an elbow to Saint's head. The two men begin to exchange lefts and rights. Saint grabs Craven, and whips him to the ropes. Saint sets up for an overhead toss, but Craven kicks Saint in the head, before hitting the Broken Promise! Cover.::

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TWO!




THREE!!

Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner....CRAVEN!"

::With the first match in the books, cameras turn their attention backstage to one of the arena's rear entrances. The beleaguered Samuel, speaking to several local police officers, seems to be handing out instructions to the show's security detail. We aren't privy to the conversation but the stress is evident on Samuel's face.::

Lula Davidson: "I really feel for Samuel and everything he has to put up with. I don't know how the poor guy comes to work every day."

Jason Chase: “Because it's his job. I don't envy him a bit."

::The group of officers have their attention drawn and Samuel's soon follows as does that of the cameraman. Walking across the lot are the same five men who have shown up for the last few shows with indeterminate purpose. Flanked by the cops, Samuel steps forward, trying to block their entry through the arena doors while mustering up as much courage as he can under the circumstances.::

Samuel: "Ah, gentlemen...I'm sorry, but this area is off-limits to the fans. I'm going to have to ask you to use one of the main entrances."

::The five men exchanges glances with one another, the massive fellows in the back looking like they don't think much of this decree. Their stepping forward has each cop taking one back with their hands going to to their sidearms. Samuel looks between the groups, obvious thrice as tense now.::

Jason Chase: “Even with guns, I don't like the chances those cops have of stopping these guys. But what the hell are they here for anyway?! Are they allied with the Children?!"

Lula Davidson: "God, I hope not..."

::Samuel gets between the groups in an attempt to make peace. The cops look ready to react at the first motion the five men make and sensing that attitude has the aforementioned tensed up just the same. The bearded one in front holds out his arms to the sides, a gesture toward his companions to back off as he steps forward, his attention locked on Samuel. Speaking in an unexpectedly-smooth voice, he makes his case.::

?: "...Samuel, is it?"

Samuel: "Yeah, but how did you know that?"

?: "We have business inside the arena this evening. I'd like you to ask these officers to step aside and then join them in doing the same."

Samuel: "I'm sorry, what?"

::The cops don't move an inch and Samuel despite himself looks incredulous at the request. The bearded man looks between the four cops while his friends mutter to one another out of earshot, a couple looking like they find the situation funny for some reason.::

?: "Let's not make this difficult, Samuel. We all have jobs to do and we'd like to be able to do them without issue, right?"

::Samuel tenses considerably as the bearded fellow's heavy hand comes to rest on his shoulder. Reaching for his back pocket, he's unsurprised to see the cops' guns half-unholstered as though they expected him to pull a weapon. Samuel flinches as well but, as with before, the bearded men backs off his friends with a gesture.::

?: "No. We're not here to cause trouble. Like I said: we all have a job to do and Samuel from the looks of things is doing his well. There's a lot of unsavory people stomping around this company acting like they own the place, after all."

Samuel: "How...how do I know you're not some of them?"

Jason Chase: “...yeah, Samuel is an idiot."

Lula Davidson: "I don't think he should have been so blunt."

?: "The hell did you say?!"

::This comes from the black man among the bearded fellow's group. The tattooed Hispanic grabs his shoulder and draws him back as the bearded man shoots him a brief glare. Growling in irritation, the black man backs off as the bearded man turns back to Samuel, retrieving the folded paper from his back pocket that he'd been reaching for in the first place.::

?: "This is all you need to know. Look it over and make some calls if you think you need to. We'll wait. Won't we, boys?"

::There's an air of assent, some of it irritable, while the bearded man keeps his attention on Samuel. Reading over the paper, Samuel gestures for the cops to relax as he pulls his iPhone from his pocket.::

Samuel: "Don't go anywhere."

?: "We aren't."

::Cameras cut back to the announce table.::

Jason Chase: “...they think a piece of paper is going to get them in here? Are they dense? They're better off trying to fight the cops."

Lula Davidson: "Look, at least they aren't causing trouble."

Jason Chase: “Not causing trouble?! Their presence is shady and you know it!"

::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: “The following contest is set for one fall. Introducing first. Residing in Hollywood California. Weighing in at 215 pounds. Bob Brooks!"

Lula Davidson: "J-Shades has been on quite the run lately running his last three in a row."

Jason Chase: “And tonight maes four."

::The "uh, uh, uh oh!" Of Pavlove is heard in the arena.

The lights go dim as the piano chords are played, then the arena lights go up with a flash of red pyro from the stage as the guitar enters and the song kicks into high gear.

J-Shades Walks onto the stage with his head held high in the air, a confident smirk on his face. He looks out at the crowd for a moment, nodding and smiling and excepting the cheers like it's music to his ears. He yells out "Let's do this!" and starts down the ramp, shaking his arms at his sides like he's pumped for action.

He gets to the ring steps and runs up them to the left-side ring apron, turning to the crowd using one arm to hang off the ropes and the other motioning the crowd to keep the noise coming, and a wave of White fireworks go off behind him in the ring, confidence smirk never leaving his face. The pyro stops and he gets into the ring.::

Jamie Hensley: “And his opponent. From Staten Island New York. Weighing in at 238 pounds. 'The Bad Boy' J Shades!"

::The bell rings and the match gets started. Both men walk out from there corners and start circling around. Even though they know each other they still need to find that opening. J Shades swings in for a hard punch but Brooks ducks it and swings up with a high kick! J Shades blocks it with his forarm….still hurts like a bitch though….and it knocks him sideways. Brooks swings another wild kick this time connecting to the thigh of J Shades. Another one, and another one connects that effectively knots up The J Shades’s thigh and that’s when Brooks shoots in for a double leg. J Shades manages to power out of it. Brooks uses his speed to get up first and he runs to the ropes and connects J Shades on the jaw with a sick kick. J Shades head bounces off the mat and Brooks then starts dragging him to his feet.::

Lula Davidson: "Brooks in full control here."

Jason Chase: “It won't last."

::Brooks sets up for a spinning back fist but J Shades is able to duck underneath and whren Brooks spins back around J Shades latches on to his throat!::

Jason Chase: “See?"

::But Brooks puts a boot to the midsection before J Shades can lift. Brooks nails him again with a European Uppercut and this staggers J Shades back. Brooks whips him to the ropes and when J Shades comes back, Brooks leaps up for a high leg lariat that nearly takes the J Shades head clear off!::

Jason Chase: “......"

Lula Davidson: "You were saying?"

::Brooks scrambles to lock in a sleeper hold but J Shades is able to shake off the attempt. J Shades gets up to his feet and hit’s a hard right hand to the head of Brooks that knocks the wind out of Brooks. J Shades is back against the ropes, and Brooks charges at him only to be taken over with a shoulder back toss! Brooks manages to grab a hold of the ropes and land on the apron. As J Shades is about to walk away, Brooks grabs him and drags him to the mat before getting back in the ring, and coming down with an elbow drop to the chest of J Shades. J Shades starts to pull himself away from Brooks, who is stalking him over to the corner.

J Shades sends a hard kick to the abdomen of Brooks! Brooks staggers back a few steps, but then comes back forward. He is met with a second kick, and this time J Shades gets back up to his feet and charges at Brooks to take him down with a clothesline! Brooks bounces off of the canvas, and rolls right away to his feet. J Shades turns back to Brooks and goes for a second clothesline, but Brooks ducks underneath it this time. Brooks continues to run, bounces off the ropes, and then hits a running tornado DDT.::

Lula Davidson: "I think Brooks has this one!"

Jason Chase: “NO!"

::Wasting little time, Brooks gets up and immediately climbs up to the top rop. He does a camera motion, before leaping off, and landing the P.S.D. Brooks with the cover, and J Shades's win streak is in jeabordy!::

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THREE!

Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner... Bob Brooks!"

::After the match, we cut again to the backstage area. The five men are conversing amongst themselves, watched incessantly by the cops. A couple are smoking as they chat with one another only to be interrupted by Samuel who exits the arena once again, paper in hand. The bearded man gestures his associates back and comes forward. Samuel, obviously tense, hands the paper back.::

Samuel: "It, ah...it all checks out. Just watch yourselves inside. I'm not going to tolerate any trouble from anyone on the roster or off it, official business or otherwise."

::The bearded man chuckles quietly, again clapping Samuel on the shoulder.::

?: "Good man. But you have nothing to worry about from us."

::The rest of his friends follow after him, the black man shooting a glare at the cops as he passes, the masked man following in his wake silently. Samuel looks after them, worried and unsure of whether he really did the right thing.::

Lula Davidson: "Guess their credentials checked out, huh? Now I'm even more curious."

Jason Chase: “I swear this place is going straight to hell."

::The camera then shifts from the announcers to Jamie in the ring.::

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: "Three ladies ready to go to battle and here comes Skylar!”

Jason Chase: “At least she won’t be all sugary like Amy Zing was...”

Lula Davidson: "Are you seriously saying that was bad?”

Jason Chase: “She didn’t display ANY killer instinct at all!”

“You used to make my heart pound
Just the thought of you
You used to be a cold wind
Always blowing through
But I won't take it anymore
That's not what I came here for
I'm stuck in your head
'm back from the dead
Got you runnin' scared
I'm fearless”

::As Olivia Holt’s “Fearless” plays over the arena, the silhouette of a phoenix spreading its wings appears on the screens. It bursts into flames. The fire spells out the name "AMY ZING" across the screen imposed over the image of Amy performing her signature pose of bending over, rising up and spreading her arms out only to bring them back together.::

“I'm callin' you out
I'm takin' you down
Don't you come around
I'm fearless I'm fearless”

::Amy Zing comes running out of the entrance way. She runs to one end of the entrance stage, then to the other. She then walks to the middle and bends over, with her fingers touching the ground. She rises, spreading her arms out and pointing to the fans. She brings her hands together then breaks them apart. She walks down to the ring slapping hands with the fans on both sides of the barricade as she does.::

Jamie Hensley: “From San Francisco, California by way of Hong Kong, China and weighing in at 120 pounds “The Hong Kong Sensation”…Amy Zing!”

“I'm stuck in your head
I'm back, back from the dead
Got you runnin' scared
I'm fearless”

::Standing in front of the ring, Amy leaps up onto the apron and slingshots herself into the ring and runs to the corner. Amy pulls herself up to the turnbuckle, spreading her arms out to the sides, pointing to the crowd. Slowly, she brings them together, her hands and fingers touching. Amy then pulls her t-shirt off and tosses it out to the audience.::

“I'm callin' you out
I'm takin' you down
Don't you come around
I'm fearless.”

::Amy suddenly backflips off the turnbuckle, landing in the ring. She shoulders the title belt. She thrusts the title back into the air. Amy shoulders the title and then unwraps the ribbon on her arm, using it to tie her hair into a ponytail as she waits for the match to begin.::

Lula Davidson: "Oh that’s a cute touch! ”

Jason Chase: “Cute? This is professional combat sports, not modeling class!”

Lula Davidson: "There’s nothing wrong with a little classy entertainment.”

Jason Chase: “God help us all!”

Jamie Hensley: “And finally, wrestling out of New Orleans, Louisiana and weighing in at 140 pounds and representing Arsenal, one half of K.I.S.S., BETHANY KENYON!!!”

::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 onlooking crowd. Bethany Kenyon sways slightly trying to tantalize and only tease a little while her younger sister, Ashley Kenyon, tries to make eye contact with every person in the place, hoping to tease them all into a frenzy. Nikki leads them to the ring where she walks to the center of the ring and points to opposite corners, upon which both sisters raise their arms, Bethany just standing there while Ashley dances a little for everybody.::

Lula Davidson: "And we wave goodbye as Nikki and Ashley make their way to the back.”

Jason Chase: “Yeah, because giving up an obvious advantage is SUCH a wonderful idea! Idiot...”

Lula Davidson: "Isn’t that the sportswomanly thing to do?”

Jason Chase: “Hang sportsmanship! You’ve got a match to win you take what advantage you get and press it until it doesn’t work anymore! Take what you can, give nothing back!”

::The bell sounds and all three competitors circle each other in the ring. Skylar drops to her knees and low blows both of her opponents. Amy and Bethany double over and Skylar hits a European uppercut from her knees on Amy before leaping to her feet and giving Bethany a forearm across the back. Bethany staggers towards the ropes as Skylar turns and hammers home a forearm to the face on Amy. Amy staggers back to the opposite ropes and Skylar grabs her by the wrist, firing her off into an irish whip. Amyt runs across the ring and bethany moves out of the way as Amy comes to the far ropes. She rebounds off and bethany steps, bending over and elevating Amy with a back body drop. Skylar looks up just as Amy comes down on her for a frankensteiner held for a pin attempt.::

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KICKOUT!!!

::Bethany moves in and pulls Skylar to her feet, clocking Skylar with a big forearm shot. Amy bounces up and snaps off a quick roundhouse kick to the back of Skylar to send her back towards Bethany. Skylar ducks a shot and runs to the ropes. She rebounds off and launches herself for a crossbody. Amy moves and Skylar takes down Bethany for a pin predicament.::

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NO!!!

::Amy comes running over, tumbling in, and rolls Skylar into a cradle.::

ONE!



TWO!


SKYLAR REVERSES!!!

ONE!


TWO!

BETHANY BREAKS IT UP!!!

::All three women get to their feet and Skylar eats front kicks to the midsection from both Bethany and Amy. Bethany takes Skylar and whips her into the corner. Amy immediately takes Bethany and whips her in after. Skylar hits the turnbuckles hard second before Bethany crashes into her with a big rushing clothesline. Bethany steps back and falls onto all fours. Amy comes rushing and leaps off Bethany’s back into poetry in motion, nailing Skylar across the face and landing out on the apron as Skylar stumbles out of the corner. Bethany catches Skylar for a big belly to belly suplex and hooks the leg for the cover.::

ONE!


TWO!

AMY ZING SPRINGBOARD LEGDROPS BETHANY OFF.


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TWO!


SKYLAR GETS THE SHOULDER UP!!!

Lula Davidson: "My God, they’re going at it tooth and nail!”

Jason Chase: “If she’d been a little faster with that, she might’ve gotten the win right there.”

Lula Davidson: "It’s been close like half a dozen times already!”

Jason Chase: “Yeah but close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades!”

::All three women get to their feet and Amy catches Skylar with a quick kick. She fires off one for Bethany and then starts moving in, alternating legs as she kicks and kicks and kicks some more, backing Skylar up into the corner, culminating in a spinning jumping back kick that knocks Skylar down into the seated position. Amy runs back across the ring and then turns and rushes back towards the corner. Bethany Kenyon cuts her off with a huge clothesline and then drops down for the cover.::

ONE!


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KICKOUT!!!

::Bethany goes to pull Amy up and eats a double knee facebreaker for her trouble. Amy gets up and races towards Skylar in the corner. Skylar stands up as amy goes into a tumbling pass, looking for a handspring back elbow smash. Skylar ducks and Amy hits the top turnbuckle instead. Skylar grabs her around the waist and spins into a bridging german suplex.::

ONE!


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SHOULDER UP!!!

Skylar pulls Amy up and sets for a powerbomb. As she lifts Amy up above her head, bethany comes running over and gives her a spear. Skylar goes down hard and Amy jumps to the corner. Bethany looks for the cover and Amy leaps off for a moonsault. Bethany moves and Amy lands on Skylar. Bethany runs over and executes a la magistral cradle on Amy.

ONE!


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KICKOUT!!!

Lula Davidson: "What do they have to do?”

Jason Chase: “Homicide?”

Lula Davidson: "Don’t be melodramatic!”

Jason Chase: “Who’s kidding?”

::Amy and Bethany get to their feet where they start trading shots. As they go back and forth, Skylar crawls to the ropes and slowly pulls herself to her feet. She turns to face her two opponents and then charges, dropping both of them with a double clothesline. She drops a double elbow and then covers Bethany.::

ONE!



TWO!



BETHANY POWERS OUT!!!

::Skylar lands on Amy and looks to hook the leg.::

ONE!


TWO!



KICKOUT!!!

::As all three women get to their feet Skylar eats double front kicks to the midsection from Amy and Bethany again. They whip her into the corner and then Amy quickly whips Bethany in behind her. Skylar hits the turnbuckles hard and bethany follows in with a big rushing lariat. Bethany drops down to all fours and Amy comes running in looking for poetry in motion. Skylar catches her as she comes in and turns into a modified blue thunder bomb directly onto Bethany’s back. Bethany clutches at her back and rolls away as Skylar covers Amy.::

ONE!


TWO!



SHOULDER UP!!!

::Skylar pulls Amy up and throws her into the near corner. Skylar walks in and starts unloading with punches, working her way down Amy’s torso like a boxer working the body. She goes to whip Amy off but Amy manages a reversal of the whip and then follows in with a high knee strike. Skylar falls down into the seated position looking dazed and out of it. Amy races across the ring and slips out to the edge of the ring. She motions like she’s gonna go coast to coast and the crowd roars its approval. She nods, takes one last look at Skylar and then jumps up for the springboard, launching herself across the ring. Bethany jumps up and drills her out of midair with the Kiss Off. Amy hits hard and Bethany covers, hooking the leg.::

ONE!




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THREE!!!

Lula Davidson: "OH MY GOD IN HEAVEN!!!”

Jason Chase: “Where did THAT come from?”

Lula Davidson: "Amy Zing was going coast to coast and got rocked by a superkick she never saw coming!”

Jason Chase: “I don’t think anyone saw that coming.”

Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner, BETHANY KENYON!!!”

::Another promo for Searing Agony airs to the song “Last Resort” by. The promo focusing on the various feuds that may or may not be settled at the show, including Sang Réal VS the Cornbread Mafia, Fraser Freeman and Vinnie Jones, with the announcement that they will now be facing Kyle Travis for the UWA North American Championship in a triple threat match, Silver Baron VS James Knight and UWA Champion Aerynn Donnelly & Arsenal VS the Children of Nephilim.::

Lula Davidson: "Searing Agony has shaped up to be an exciting pay-per-view and we hope you will join us for what promises to be a huge night.”

Jason Chase: “Promises to be a huge night? It is going to be a huge night.”

::Maria Zalis is in the backstage area.::

Maria: “Laides and gentlemen, my guests tonight, Cameron and Shawn Worley, the Cornbread Mafia.”

::Shawn and Cameron Worley walk onto the scene.::

Maria: “Cornbread Mafia, last week you two…”

::Before she can finish, Connor Murphy walks into the scene.::

Murphy: “Last week you two once again came here but did not even wrestle. I mean are you two still employed here or what? The last match you wrestled was over two months ago and it was only because of the actions of a man who has more meals than a Hobbit took pity on you and reversed the decision. You have never been able to beat us and Searing Agony will just prove that. We challenge you to a cage match, you accept and we are going to make sure it was the biggest mistake of your lives when we end you.”

::Shawn and Cameron move closer to Murphy as if to fight or say something. They never get the chance, because seemingly from out of nowhere, Gabriel Krown attacks the Cornbread Mafia members from behind. The four men begin to brawl through the backstage area.::

Lula Davidson: "Whet the hell?”

Jason Chase: “Hey, Sang Réal was the victim of a conspiracy against them at our last pay-per-view and then these two guys get like two months off? You wouldn’t be mad? No one is giving Sang Réal two months off. They are here every week both wrestling and doing commentary or just doing commentary. Where has the Cornbread Mafia been? Nowhere, that’s where.”

::Security and officials start to come in, trying to break up the fight between these two teams and the camera shifts to a lonely locker room. J-Shades is sitting in the locker room by himself, still in his wrestling gear, sitting in a steel chair with his head in his hands. He looks up at the camera.::

Jay: “Thank you, Mr. Brooks, for that fantastic match. In the past few weeks I had almost forgotten what I was doing here. I was on a roll here, on a great winning streak… (Laughing as if in disbelief) People were talking about Me, telling me I was going places in this business… I might have let it go to my head a little bit… and after tonight I’ve come to realize…”

J-Shades: “So what?”

J-Shades: “You never get to be the best unless you tell yourself you’re the best. And that’s exactly what I’m telling myself, and everyone else in this building, Hell, everyone else in a 20 mile radius that’ll listen… (Getting out of his chair) I AM The BEST. I congratulate You, Mr. Brooks, on being able to take advantage of my state of mind and getting the win over me tonight. I very much look forward to a rematch with you sometime in the future, I can tell you’ll be here for a long time.

I don’t want anyone to think this lose has put me in a sour mood, or that this is the start of some decline of the Bad Boy, oh no, this is only the beginning. My mind is more clear than it’s ever been! No more slacking off, no more excuses! my head is in the game, and pretty soon boots will be to asses, and skulls to the mat. That is my promise, UWA.”

::The camera stays on Shades a moment before going back to the ringside area.::

Lula Davidson: "Next up is Bene Elohim versus Dark Camelot. This should be good.”

Jason Chase: “If I was Bene Elohim, I would be a lot less worried about Dark Camelot and more worried about Children of Nephilim.”

Lula Davidson: "Last week, Bene Elohim came to the aid of Aerynn Donnelly and Arsenal, confronting the Children of Nephilim. They can not be too happy about that.”

::“Requiem” by Metallica and the Trans-Siberian Orchestra plays as Sang Réal, Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown, walk down to the ring. The two second generation wrestlers make their way to the announce table.::

Lula Davidson: "Again?”

Jason Chase: “Just accept it happened and take it as a break.”

::Chase gets up as Krown arrives at the table, shooing them away. After a moment, Lula shakes her head and gets up, letting Murphy and Krown have the table.::

Jamie Hensley: “The following tag team match is set for one fall.”

::The music revs up and the lights go down. When they return Stalker and Alicia are standing in the ring.::

Jamie Hensley: “Currently in the ring, representing Dark Camelot, at a combined weight of 421 pounds…Stalker and Alicia Knight the Guardian Knights!”

Murphy: “Oh look, yet another combination of Knights with a different song and entrance.”

Krown: “How many combinations, songs and names do these wannabe Goths need?”

Murphy: “Apparently like twenty. Each one of them as a song and every combination of them seems to have their own name and song.”

Krown: “This is a terrible stable; just the worst.”

Murphy: “I’ve seen soccer riots with more organization.”

::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.::

Jamie Hensley: “Accompanied by Sariel, they hail from God’s Country and weighing in at a combined weight of 504 pounds Ananiel and Ramiel…Bene Elohim!”

Krown: “So where exactly is God’s Country?”

Murphy: “South of Donkey Kong Country.”

::Sariel, Ananiel and Ramiel get to their feet and take their corner. Sariel steps out of the ring while Ananiel and Ramiel decide who will start the match. Ananiel steps onto the apron. On the other side of the ring, Stalker Knight stands in his corner as Alicia exits. The referee signals for the bell and the two men circle each other and lock up.::

Murphy: “My first impression of Sariel is that I'd do her. I'd be making her say "oh God" all night.”

Krown: “And Alicia Knight?”

Murphy: “Maybe. The problem with Alicia Knight is that I have no desire to wake up in a bathtub of ice with a kidney missing. But Sariel looks kind of Asian and that is usually an automatic yes.”

::Stalker Knight starts with a hammerlock, but Ramiel manages to fight out of it and get behind Stalker, attempting a full nelson. This time though, it is Stalker who counters out and hit a palm thrust.::

Murphy: “You think Stalker Knight knows that no matter what he accomplishes, he’ll always be remembered for being taken out by a crazy pimp?”

Krown: “Better question; do you think Stalker Knight will actually accomplish anything?”

Murphy: “No.”

::Stalker moves in, but is caught by Ramiel who manages to duck behind him and connect with a German suplex, releasing Stalker and dropping him to the mat. Ramiel rolls over and tags in his partner Ananiel.::

Krown: “I love how not only does every Knight have their own song and entrance, but also seem to have been born in a different town.”

Murphy: “Daddy Knight got around I suppose. Shame all of his kids are all trying for this whole brooding creepy Goth thing and suck at it.”

::Ananiel hits the ring and catches Stalker with a Northern Lights suplex and quickly gets to his feet catching Stalker as he gets up and going for a suplex. Stalker blocks the attempt. Ananiel tries again and Stalker blocks again. Stalker blocks on more attempt and hoists Ananiel up and drives him down with a suplex of his own.::

Krown: “I look at the Knights and they just seem creepy and kooky, mysterious and spooky and all together ookie.”

::Krown snaps his fingers ala the Addam’s Family.::

Murphy: “I don’t see it. They are like a less creepy version of The Munsters.”

::As Ananiel manages to get to his feet, Stalker Knight takes him back down to the mat with a spinebuster and goes for a cover.::

ONE!


TWO!


KICKOUT!

Murphy: “God helps Ananiel kick out.”

Krown: “Praise Jesus.”

::Not wanting to let up, Stalker pulls Ananiel to his feet and shoots him to Dark Camelot’s corner. He charges in for a splash, but Ananiel moves out of the way before the impact. As Ananiel staggers away, his misses the blind tag Alicia makes. Stalker staggers out and Ananiel catches him a snap vertical suplex.::

Murphy: “Oh look, another suplex.”

Krown: “It’s pretty much their whole repertoire.”

::Alicia is right there as Ananiel gets back to his feet, meeting him with a dropsault and following with a suplex into a rolling back pin.::

ONE!



TWO!



KICKOUT!

Murphy: “I’m an Irish Roman Catholic and even I feel Bene Elohim is taking it a little too far.”

::Wanting to finish this match, Alicia grabs Ananiel and tries to set him up for the Knight’s Drive, but Ananiel is able to reverse it into a head and arm suplex. Ananiel rolls over, trying to make it to his corner, but Alicia is right there to stop him.::

Murphy: “Next time Bene Elohim prays, maybe God will inspire them to do something other than some type of suplex.”

Krown: “Seriously. Is this all they know how to do? Just a bunch of suplexes and maybe one non-suplex move just to spice it up?”

Murphy: “These guys are blander than the Eucharist.”

::Alicia shots Ananiel into the ropes, connecting with a Capoeira kick, knocking him against the ropes. Trying to wear down Ananiel and keep up the attack, Alicia locks on a hanging Boston crab. The referee begins to count. Knight breaks the count before the four arguing with the referee and leaving Ananiel slumped against the ropes. Stalker helps solve this with a vicious clothesline, knocking him down to the mat before backing away like nothing happened. Alicia stops arguing with the ref and tags Knight in.::

Krown: “What does Bene Elohim mean?”

Murphy: “I don’t know. I assume something about God or Jesus. I would imagine that they are big into Jesus.”

Krown: “Christianity: the belief that magic Jewish zombie loves you unconditionally.”

Murphy: “I’m Roman Catholic and yet strangely that made sense to me.”

Krown: “I try.”

::Slowly, Ananiel starts to pick himself up, but Stalker takes him back down with a famasser. He tags Alicia back in, who then shoots the ropes and charges towards Stalker, who hoists her up and drops her down on Ananiel. She hooks the leg for a pin.::

ONE!



TWO!

::The pin is broken by Ramiel pulling Alicia off Ananiel. He heads back to his corner as Alicia looks on.::

Murphy: “And thus Our Lord inspired Ramiel to break the pin and thus continue the match against people even filthy, filthy carnie folk would reject.”

Krown: “Amen.”

::Alicia rolls over and makes the tag to Stalker, who shoots Ananiel into the ropes. Ananiel manages to duck the clothesline and bounces back off the ropes, ducking another clothesline and dives to tag in Ramiel.::

Murphy: “Didn’t we have a Castiel who was some sort of “warrior of God” when this place opened?”

Krown: “I think so. He had one match and just disappeared.”

Murphy: “What is it with this place and attracting the religious wrestler? We either get God-freaks or cults. What is going on here?”

Krown: “I know right?”

::Ramiel hits the ring, ducking a clothesline from Stalker and connecting with a snap suplex. As Stalker gets to his feet, Ramiel hoists him up and brings him down to the mat with a half Nelson suplex.::

Murphy: “And back to the suplexing.”

Krown: “I think it is all they know. Well, that and prayer.”

Murphy: “I am fairly confident that none of the Ten Commandants says “Thou shall only perform suplexes when wrestling”.”

Krown: “It was that third or fourth stone tablet Moses dropped on the way down.”

::Ramiel makes a tag and shoots the ropes. Ananiel hits the ring and shoots the ropes. Both members of Bene Elohim come down on Stalker Knight with a splash. Ramiel steps back to the apron, only to be tagged back in by Ananiel.::

Murphy: “Oh my God! A member of Bene Elohim did something that was NOT a suplex!”

Krown: “Praise God for granting them something other than a suplex.”

:Stepping back into the ring, Ramiel quickly gets behind Stalker Knight as he gets back up and drives him into the mat with a full Nelson facebuster. He rolls Knight over and hooks the leg.::

ONE!


TWO!

Murphy: “And again, another move that is not a suplex!”

Krown: “Halleluiah, it’s a miracle!”

::This time it is Alicia who breaks the pin, diving down on Ramiel. Ramiel manages to get back to his feet and lift Stalker up. Knight pushes him off and shoots him into the ropes. This time, it is Knight who does not see the blind tag made by Ananiel. Ramiel ducks the big boot and bounces off the ropes.::

Murphy: “You would expect the religious God fearing people NOT to make a blind tag.”

Krown: “I’m sure God’s cool with it.”

::While Ramiel comes from the front, Ananiel comes form behind and they both connect with the double roaring elbow they call the Revelator. Ananiel hooks the legs for the cover as Ramiel intercepts Alicia.::

ONE!




TWO!




THREE!!

Murphy: “And once again, Dark Camelot disappoints that one fan it has.”

Krown: “Still have more fans than the WNBA. That’s something.”

Murphy: “And now Bene Elohim can spend next Sunday in church, thanking God for another win and praying for the ability to do more than a suplex and three other moves.”

Krown: “They can never work a pay-per-view. Bible doesn’t allow working on a Sunday.”

Murphy: “Oh well.”

::Alicia manages to break free of Ramiel’s graps but is too late to break the pin as the referee counts the three. Ananiel gets to his knees, making the sign of the cross and giving thanks. Ramiel offers a prayer of thanks, as does Sariel on the outside. Sang Réal takes their leave of the announce table, allowing Lula and Chase to reclaim the table.::

Jamie Hensley: “Here are your winners… Bene Elohim!”

Lula Davidson: "Another win for Bene Elohim. Two weeks ago, they made their debut with a win over the Children of Nephilim and now have continued that streak with a win over Dark Camelot.”

Jason Chase: “Two wins is not a streak.”

Lula Davidson: "You can’t argue that they have been impressive in their matches.”

::Ramiel and Ananiel exit the ring, raising their arms in victory and giving thanks to the Heavens as they are rejoined by Sariel and make their way to the back. Inside the ring, Alicia looks disappointed at this turn of events as Stalker Knight manages to sit up.::

Lula Davidson: "And Dark Camelot’s misfortune continues.”

Jason Chase: “I have confidence James Knight will turn it around.”

::No sooner had Bene Elohim left the ring then “Glory and Gore” hits the Pa System and as one the Children of Nephilim come through the curtain. Alicia and Stalker both smartly exit the ring as Joshua McBride and his Priestess lead their horde down to the ring.

As Joshua and Maiko enter the ring the short sleeved members of The Children all gather around the ring and stand guard like centurions around the emperor. Once in the ring saftely Maiko grabs the mic and hands it to Joshua. The Harbinger of Destruction begins to pace the ring his hair down over his face and a faint blue haze light around him in the ring.::

Joshua: “For all of you who have been hidden under a rock or are just to stupid to remember, WE are the Children of Nephilim and we are here to punish the U.W.A. For it's sins. We have taken your golden boy....and brought him down to our level. We have taken your Knight....and laid him to waste. We have taken your Princess and showed her how truly peasant she is.....and we have taken your generals....your warriors and played them like pawns on a chess board.

Only now....months later to the little broken dolls realize the depth of what we are. We watched as Arsenal realized we have been watching them. WE watched as Ashley realized...she saw me in her drunken stupor. WE watched them realize that they are simply puppets and that WE hold the strings to their very destiny....”

::Joshua took a moment to take a deep breath and then whispered with a laugh.::

Joshua: “But then came Bene Elohim. You preach about the lord and savior but you know....you...KNOW....who the true master of this world is. For your impertinence you will join the sheep to the slaughter. You will join the girls in their final battle in this war....you will drowned with them gentlemen.”

::Joshua laughed gently into the mic and then flipped his head and flew the hair back from his face. His eyes wide with joy, almost an ecstasy.::

Joshua: “But....were not ready. No not yet....Searing Agony...no my dear.....”

::He reached out and ran the back of his hand down Maiko's face and she shuttered with pleasure.::

Joshua: “....The darkness. It requires one more offering of blood. One more offering of violence. Aerynn Donnelly....you are that final offering.

At Searing Agony you and your foolish allies will step into your Alamo. You will step into the shoes of general Custer. You....like your Irish fellows before you....are simply doomed by your own stupidity. Searing Agony we end you....tonight....we prove to you that you do....what we want you to.”

::The lights of the arena faded for only a few moments and when they came back on again, the ring was empty and the Children were gone.::

Lula Davidson: "....That was a fairly clear warning.”

Jason Chase: “They are coming for Aerynn tonight....”

Lula Davidson: "God help her....”

Jamie Hensley: “Introducing first, wrestling out of New Orleans, Louisiana and weighing in at 160 pounds, representing Arsenal… 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. She grins and nods, knowing they don't stand a chance, before she stands and waits for her opponent.::

Lula Davidson: "This woman has had some interesting entanglements in her time here in UWA.”

Jason Chase: “That’s one word for it.”

Lula Davidson: "What would you call it?”

Jason Chase: “Being a word you’d slap me for saying.”

Jamie Hensley: “And her 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.::

Lula Davidson: "This man never looks like he’s in a good mood.”

Jason Chase: “Why do you think he kicks so much ass?”

Lula Davidson: "His attitude definitely helps with that, I’m sure.”

Jason Chase: “Of course it does, just look at him. He’s ready to just lay waste!”

::The bell sounds and the two competitors lock-up in a collar and elbow tie-up. Jones lifts Gautier up, tossing her like a doll across the ring. Gautier hits hard but scrambles to her feet as Jones moves in closer, looking for another shot. Jones looks to cut her off and start throwing hands but Gautier drops down and rolls between his legs. Jones turns to face her as Gautier runs to the ropes. Gautier jumps to the ropes and then launches herself back for a crossbody. Jones catches her but she hooks his head and tries to swing around for a tornado ddt. Jones blocks it, drops her to her feet and then fires her over for a bridging northern lights suplex.::

ONE!




TWO!




KICKOUT!!!

::Jones sits down and locks on a reverse chinlock as Gautier grimaces in pain. Jones pauses for a second and then stands up, bring gautier up with him. he steps back and blasts her in the back with a big forearm smash and then steps in for a big lariat that lands gautier on the mat. He drops an elbow and then rolls her over for a cover attempt.::

ONE!



TWO!



GAUTIER ROLLS OVER INTO A CRADLE!!!!



ONE!




TWO!




KICKOUT!!!

::Both competitors get to their feet and Jones goes for a rising clothesline. Gautier catches him coming in for a crucifix pin.::

ONE!




TWO!




KICKOUT!!!

::Both competitors get to their feet and Jones goes for a clothesline again. Gautier goes to catch him for the crucifix again but Jones turns to maintain his balance. Gautier swings around and knees Jones in the head before pulling down for a ddt. She springs up and races to the ropes, rebounding off and coming back for a tumbling senton splash and then up again onto the opposite ropes for a lionsault. She holds for the cover.::

ONE!




TWO!




KICKOUT!!!!

Lula Davidson: "Jeszika is making waves again!”

Jason Chase: “Considering she’s in there with Vince Jones, she better do something!”

Lula Davidson: "He’s not making it easy on her, is he?”

Jason Chase: “He’s the Career Killa, what do you expect? Vince Jones is where mediocrity goes to die!”

::Both competitors get to their feet and Gautier goes for a running knee strike. Jones eats it and falls back into the corner. Gautier runs in and tries for a monkey flip but Jones holds and turns, dropping her into a stun gun. Gautier snaps back and JOnes catches her with a nasty lariat that puts her down hard for a cover.::

ONE!



TWO!



SHOULDER UP!!!

::Jones pulls Gautier up and gets pulled right back down into an inside cradle.::

ONE!



TWO!



KICKOUT!!!

::Both get to their feet and Gautier connects first with a rolling elbow smash. Jones tumbles back into the ropes and Gautier gives him a second rolling elbow. As Jones stands there looking stunned, Gautier gives him a roundhouse kick and then starts to climb the turnbuckles next to him. She jumps off and hits a flying spinning heel kick to the face. Jones tumbles over the top rope out onto the apron. She starts up the turnbuckles again and Jones punches a leg out, crotching her on the top rope. He climbs up after her and eats a low blow from her. As he doubles over, Gautier snaps off a wicked kick that almost knocks him off. She lands on the mat and pumps her fist to get the crowd going. With the fans urging her on, she runs to the ropes and springboards up, turning to go for a ddt off the ropes. Jones leaps off and catches her out of the air for the Neck Cutter. Gautier hits hard and Jones covers, hooking the leg.

ONE!



TWO!



THREE!!!

Lula Davidson: "Vince Jones… My GOD!”

Jason Chase: “Sometimes, he’s where good matches go to die too. ”

Lula Davidson: "He got another one with that!”

Jason Chase: “They don’t call him the Career Killa for nothing!”

Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner, VINCE JONES!!!”

::An ad video for Searing Agony airs showing tonight’s events that alter the card adding Bene Elohim to the Main Event and the change in the Stalker Knight Vs Silver Baron match. After the ad finishes we come back to the ringside area and Jamie in the ring.::

Jamie Hensley: “Our next match is a non-title encounter set for one fall! Introducing first..."

::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, at that moment, the song shorts out, as the spotlight go out, and static is heard for a few seconds. Suddenly, the arena suddenly echoes with sadistic laughter, as Coming Undone by Korn begins to blast through the arena.::

Jamie Hensley: “...wrestling out of Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at 225 pounds...UM...OBLIVION!"

"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"

::the lights at the stage begin to give a strobe effect. Fog begins to come from the stage, and Oblivion steps through it. He adjusts his gloves, before proceeding down the ramp::

"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.::

"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, before raising one fist up, which causes a mixed reaction from the crowd. He hops off the turnbuckle, and awaits for the match to begin.::

Jason Chase: “I never get tired of seeing this guy because it means I get to see those two slices of beauty saunter down the ramp!"

Lula Davidson: "Of course that's the reason why. I don't know what they see in someone like him, but if I were them I'd be wary tonight."

Jason Chase: “Considering his opponent and what he's capable of, I got no choice but to agree."

Jamie Hensley: “And introducing his opponent..."

::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.::

Jamie Hensley: “...from Calgary, Alberta, Canada and weighing in at 230 pounds, he is the reigning UWA North American Champion...the Once and Future King...KYLE TRAVIS!"

::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: "This guy's arrogance knows no bounds."

Jason Chase: “That's a right he's earned over a long, glorious career."

Lula Davidson: "A right he abuses every time he opens his mouth, Jason. We get it: he's done almost everything a wrestler can do. It's getting tired."

::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.::

Jason Chase: “Greatness never goes out of style and the so-called Baron is going to learn that the hard way."

::The bell rings and the two men start circling one another in the middle of the ring. On the outside Nicole voices her support while Baron looks as though he's fighting for a moment to control himself. Spotting the lapse in attention, Travis steps in and locks up with Baron, forcing him back to the corner and bending him back over the turnbuckles. Pasting Baron with a hard slap across the face, Kyle backs off and motions for Baron to come forward and get a little revenge.::

Lula Davidson: "Travis is crazy. Considering what's not-so-effectively locked up inside of Silver Baron..."

Jason Chase: “Don't underestimate our North American champion."

::A Japanese arm drag takes Baron over and a standard variation does it again, allowing Travis to lock in an armbar and wrench the shoulder something fierce. Baron fights back up to his feet and punches his way out with a few shots to the ribs. Grabbed by the hair and yanked to the mat, Baron barely escapes a series of stomps by Travis as he rolls out onto the apron. Grabbed by the hair from over the top of the ropes, he's pulled up but headbutts Travis the moment he's vertical. Reeling, a hand to the bridge of his nose, Travis turns into a slingshot into a DDT from Baron.

ONE!








TWO!

Just after two is when Kyle throws Baron off, getting to his feet quickly. Whirling to face UWA's resident pimp, he eats a stiff slap himself as a proper rebuke for earlier. Nicole and Jade visibly smirk on the outside of the ring and the fans indicate their appreciation for Baron lighting up Travis.::

Jason Chase: “See, that was uncalled-"

Lula Davidson: "Don't even say it. We both saw and heard Kyle Travis take the first shot."

Jason Chase: “It's a peasant putting his hands on a royal champion."

::Travis's response is to clothesline the hell out of Baron, mounting him on the mat and delivering a series of straight, piston-like right hands. The referee is shoved back when he tries to break things up and his threats of disqualification fall on deaf ears. Travis stares him down and goes for the same right arm of Baron that he was wrenching on before. Twisting in such a manner as Baron is brought face-down to the mat, Kyle holds the arm before giving it a few stomps near the elbow for good measure.

Travis is booted when he pulls Baron up, eating a snap suplex followed by a float-over pin for another two-count. Travis defiantly breaks the pin and immediately wraps Baron into a Kimura variation, yelling at him to tap out. Baron looks, aside from the pain, like he's struggling to keep his self-control as Nicole and Jade try to get the fans on their employer's side. Baron hooks a foot over the bottom rope and though Kyle milks the count all the way to four-and-a-half, he still has to let go. The approaching Travis shoos away the two women, leaving the ring and trying to position Baron's arm against the ringpost.::

Jason Chase: “If Baron has some kind of plan to let his monster out to save his ass against Travis, which I don't think is possible, now would be a mighty good time."

::Nicole and Jade try to provide a distraction but they seem wary of getting too close to the Canadian Legend. Still, they get his attention for just a moment and Baron wrenches his arm free. The effort almost brings Kyle into the post but he stops himself just in time. In reach of Baron, he's grabbed by the hair and yanked forward, bouncing his brow off the unforgiving steel. Rolling out of the ring, he tries it again but Travis elbows his way out of Baron's grip and rolls back into the ring.::

Lula Davidson: "Travis can't go taking his eye off the ball like that. That's the arrogance I'm talking about, Jason."

Jason Chase: “What the hell do you mean by that?"

Lula Davidson: "If he's as good as he says, he wouldn't let a woman distract him."

Jason Chase: “Men will always appreciate beautiful women."

Lula Davidson: "Except for those that objectify them, right?"

Jason Chase: “Semantics."

::Baron rolls in after Travis and takes a chop across the chest for his trouble. Backed into the ropes, he's whipped toward the far side and retorts with a springboard crossbody that drops Travis to the mat. A running kick just misses the Canadian Legend, yet the champion still takes a back kick to the midsection and a Samoan drop after the fact. He's quick to avoid a pin, tripping Baron to the mat and driving his knee into the right shoulder again, locking in a hammerlock and applying pressure to the assaulted joint. Baron once more reaches the ropes and is again held as long as Travis dares.::

Lula Davidson: "Again with abusing the five-count! The referee needs to do something about this disrespect for the rules!"

Jason Chase: “If the refree wants an arm to count the pin with, he'll clam up."

::Shoulder-first into the turnbuckle goes Baron but he elbows his way out of Travis's grip despite the pain, grabbing him by the ear and bouncing his face off the padded steel. Backing up onto the second rope Baron comes forward with a missile dropkick and is swatted out of the air by Travis who then drops a knee to the shoulder again. Shooting the half and hooking the far leg, the North American Champion makes his own pin attempt.

ONE!









TWO!

Baron kicks out at two and has his head bounced off the mat, followed by several more rights from the vicious champion. A suplex attempt from Travis is turned into a small package out of nowhere.

ONE!









TWO!

The champion breaks free of the attempt, temporarily discombobulated. A running DDT spikes him hard to the mat. He's up on his hands and knees after a moment and Baron hits a low dropkick to the side of the head, knocking Kyle out of the ring. He's back in quickly, not paying a lick of attention to Nicole or Jade and dropping Baron with a double-leg before stomping him in the very-lower abdomen, grinding his boot into the man's flesh angrily.::

Lula Davidson: "Now that's just uncalled for! What an obvious low blow!"

Jason Chase: “Referee says it's fine. You think you're more qualified to make the call? Go ahead and tell Travis to stop. I'll wait.

Lula Davidson: "Oh, stop being so smug!"

::Curb-stomping Baron into the math ruthlessly, Travis again drops a knee to the shoulder before he drags Baron to his feet and whips him into the turnbuckles. A clothesline follows and Baron is heaved up onto the top rope, followed by Travis. Cinching the man in for a superplex, Travis brings him up high and backward. In mid-move, Baron shifts his body weight and lands on top of Travis, leaving both men down after the impact.::

Lula Davidson: "Bad landing for the champion there, Jason! That might have turned the tide of this match!"

Jason Chase: “Don't get your hopes up, Lula."

::Travis shoves Baron away, looking to regain his proper breathing rhythm. Baron's up first albeit barely but eats an elbow when he charges the champion. Kyle lunges, looking to clamp on the clawhold in preparation for the Cold Snap but Baron catches his arm, trying to stave off the finisher. The two struggle for supremacy until Baron trips Travis to the mat and twists his arm, seeking the Silver Lining. Kyle pulls him quickly into a small package to counter the submission.

ONE!









TWO!

Baron shifts his body weight in the middle of the count, forcing Kyle over without the two disengaging.::

Jason Chase: “Wait a minute! Why did the referee stop the count?!"

Lula Davidson: "Because now Travis's shoulders are down!"

::The weight is on Travis now as the count restarts.

ONE!









TWO!









THREE!

Unable to disengage from the hold in time thanks to Baron's sudden increase in leverage, Travis finds himself on the wrong end of the count. He lunges for Baron, who slides out under the bottom rope just in time.::

Jamie Hensley: “Ladies and gentlemen, your winner...Oblivion!"

Jason Chase: “What bullshit!"

Lula Davidson: "Travis got turned before he could release his grip, Jason! You act like Baron cheated!"

Jason Chase: “I still say the referee is an idiot!"

Lula Davidson: "He was right there in position! You act like Kyle was cost the title!"

::Handed the title, Travis holds it up for Baron to see, reminding him and the world that he still had the belt despite the pimp's win. Baron stares at both champion and championship, moving his hands across his waist.::

Lula Davidson: "And I think Baron wants his shot at that belt!"

Jason Chase: “One fluke win doesn't mean a damn thing! He'll have to earn that shot!"

::Suddenly, Hail to the Mountain King by Apocalyptica plays, as Dark Camelot come through the crowd. They jump the barrier, and all proceed to get into the ring, just as Kyle Travis bails out. Oblivion smirks, seeing all four of them starting to surround him. Alicia is the first to attack, but Oblivion fends her off, only to have Stalker, James, and Talia all join in. They begin to beat Oblivion down. The crowd the erupts, as Fraser Freeman and Skylar rush down to the ring to even things up.::

Jason Chase: “And here we go."

Lula Davidson: "You just want the two to beat the piss out of each other, don't you?"

Jason Chase: “As M. Bison would say....OF COURSE!"

::An all out brawl begins to take place between the seven individuals. Dark Camelot is in control, as Alicia and Stalker knock Oblivion to the outside, and follow. Oblivion manages to recover in time, to hit a clothesline to Alicia. However, Stalker begins to assault Oblivion with various lefts and rights.::

Jason Chase: “Awe, what are they doing here!"

::Suddenly, from behind the barricade, somebody breaks a beer bottle over Stalker's head, knocking him for a loop. The camera gets a better look, and it's CRAVEN!::

Lula Davidson: "Craven, from out of nowhere!"

Jason Chase: “HA! About time he made a good decision."

Lula Davidson: "Well if he is helping, likely to assist Skylar."

::Craven reaches over and wraps his arms around Stalker's neck, starting to choke him out. By now, Alicia has recovered, and goes after Oblivion, only to be knocked back by Talia, who has been knocked out of the ring by Skylar.::

Lula Davidson: "Bodies are flying everywhere!"

Jason Chase: “Yes... Yes they are. I'm lovin' the view from here."

Lula Davidson: "....Pig!"

::Oblivion chuckled, before he takes to broken beer bottle and smashes it against Stalker's forehead, which cuts him open, Craven lets go, and hops over. In the ring, James and Freeman are exchanging fists, when suddenly, Freeman ducks one, and hits an elbow to James's face, followed by a flapjack. He then wastes no time, and picks up James, followed by slamming him on the ropes, balls first.::

Jason Chase: “OOOH Felt that one."

Lula Davidson: "it looked like it hurt."

Jason Chase: “Seriously, you're a woman. You don't get what us men go through, and why we go out of our way to protect our balls."

::Freeman goes to all fours, as Skylar runs, hops off, and clotheslines James out of the ring. The two follow, and grab some chairs, chasing off James. Talia and Alicia follow, as Oblivion and Craven chased them off. Oblivion then grabs Stalker, and rolls him into the ring. Craven asks for one of the chairs, and Skylar passes hers in. Stalker is starting to recover, only to have Craven smash the chair onto his head, followed by a few more shots.

Freeman goes out of the ring, just as Oblivion lifts Stalker up and hits a DDT onto Craven's steel chair (that he placed in position). Freeman then begins to stomp on James, before picking him up, and begins to repeatedly slam his head onto the nearby steel steps. Oblivion, sees this, and twitches for a second.::

Lula Davidson: "Dear lord, if he keeps this up, he's gonna kill him."

Jason Chase: “Better him then me."

Oblivion: "Enough!"

::Freeman looks at Oblivion with a confused look. He then looks at James, who is slowly getting up, Freeman grabs his chair, and begins to chase James off, as he is joined by Talia and Alicia, heading back up the ramp.

Kyle Northman is now seen walking down the ramp, using crutches. He has an enraged look on his face, but James, Talia, and Alicia stop him from further damaging himself, with the four of them retreating, watching as Stalker is still in the ring, but unable to get by.::

Lula Davidson: "They got Stalker alone!"

::Oblivion continues to chuckle, before he punts Stalker in the ribs. He then requests a mic.::

Oblivion: "I'm sure this isn't what you expected. Baron warned you, and now, you're simply paying for your ignorance. Though I really wish I could have made you suffer more. Oh well, maybe later."

::Oblivion drops the mic, and picks up Stalker. He then places him up to the top rope. Oblivion follows, and sets him up. But before he could do anything, He looks at the rest of Dark Camelot, and smirks.::

Lula Davidson: "What's he doing now?"

Jason Chase: “I think he's going for the Reality Breaker!"

Lula Davidson: "What the hell is that?"

Jason Chase: “It's that top rope jackhammer he did to Kyle Northman on the last Mayhem."

::True to what Chase said, Oblivion executed the top rope jackhammer, now called the Reality Breaker, on Stalker Knight.::

Lula Davidson: "Oh my! Stalker Knight might not even be conscious after that!"

Jason Chase: “Can't argue that one."

::Oblivion gets up, and looks at his handiwork with glee. Suddenly, he begins to twitch, as he starts yelling things. Things such as 'Stay in there' and 'piss off'! He grabs his head in pain, before he rips off his mask. The now unmasked Oblivion snarls, but is quickly relaxed. He grabs the mic.::

Lula Davidson: "Who's in control now? Is it the Silver Baron?"

Jason Chase: “It's a mind struggle, so Baron might be out here now."

Silver Baron: "Alright. Wasn't easy, but got Oblivion out for now. So let's get a few things sorted here. First off, I want to say thanks to Craven, for deciding to even the odds. Now as memory serves me correctly, didn't I offer you an assignment, if you decided to join? Well from what I saw, you evening the odds, and helping this cocksucker's blood flow out, is completing that. So I ask now Craven...You in?"

::The Silver Baron extends his hand. Craven looks at him directly in the eyes. He then looks at the crowd, who cheer loudly. He then looks at Skylar, who has entered into the ring by now, and smiles. Craven then smiles, and shakes the Silver Baron's hand, and the entire crowd erupts.::

Lula Davidson: "And with that, makes four Sin City Knights."

::The Silver Baron then kneels down to Stalker's level. He sighs, and he speaks into the mic.::

Silver Baron: "As for you, you've pissed me off for the last time. I am half tempted to allow Oblivion to slaughter you, but its not personal otherwise. You're getting the Baron. And come Searing Agony, we're going to have ourselves....a street fight!"

::The entire crowd once again erupts loudly. The Silver Baron then rises up, and begins to walk away. However, before he leaves, he turns around, and says one last thing.::

Silver Baron: "Know this Stalker. Just because I love Silver and gold, Crimson is a very close second. And you will be seeing lots of crimson. You're own, to be exact."

::With that, The silver Baron drops the mic, as he, Skylar, and Craven all exit the ring. 'It's Going Down' begins to play, as all four members of SCK begin to walk up the ramp. As they do, it looks like a few technicians and one of the trainers pass them by, mostly to clean up the mess before the main event. At the top of the ramp, we see the Silver Baron turning to Freeman, and apparently, wishing him luck, as the two bump fists.

The camera panned from a celebrating Knights to the backstage, a glimpse is caught of the Children, flanked by Maiko and McBride, who are having a heated conversation in one of the darker corners of the arena's bowels. The cameraman doesn't want to get close and no one should blame him for that as he watches the two go back and forth over what would seem to be an important matter. Their attention is drawn away however, with both Maiko and Joshua staring down someone approaching from the hallway. The view shifts and in walk the group of five from earlier.::

Jason Chase: “See, I knew it! They're in cahoots with the Children!"

Lula Davidson: "I...really don't think so, Jason. Look at the expressions on their faces."

::The Children immediately form a wall of humanity between the five and their leaders while Maiko smiles subtly and McBride simply stares impassively. A snarl emits from the skull-masked man in the group of five, his gloved hands forming fists. Maiko turns her attention on him, her smile turning to a smirk.::

Maiko: "And who might you be, little one? You look like you have a problem with us."

::She snarls softly.::

Maiko: "Join the club. But you're not worth our attention, so back off and take your dogs with you."

::The words strike hard and the masked man lunges for the throng of jumpsuited thugs. Only the combined grip of the two biggest men in the group keep him from becoming a human cruise missile. McBride seems to find this amusing, drawling at the group as two of them try to hold back the little guy.::

Joshua: "Ain't no need for that. He seems ready to accept his fate same as some others 'round here. So let him. Learn from his eagerness to be an example of how all our enemies fall in the end."

?: "Enough."

::The bearded man puts himself between the held-back masked man and the Children, meeting the eyes of his more diminutive associate.::

?: "Not here, not now. Back off."

::The words don't soothe the masked man, still fighting against his friends to attack the Children. The bearded man puts a hand to the back of his head, pulling him in for a moment. It isn't so much an embrace as it is a gesture of understanding, of trying to recede the rage long enough to let rational thought take over.::

?: "Soon. I promise."

::He looks to the other three.::

?: "We're done here."

::Maiko, McBride and their Children look after the five with great amusement as they head back down the hallway, the bearded man not even sparing them a second glance as he leads his fellows out of sight.::

Jason Chase: “That was weird beyond words. But I still think they're shacked up with the Children somehow."

Lula Davidson: "The last thing we need is you spouting off conspiracy theories. Things are tense enough already."

Lula Davidson: "And now ladies and gentlemen we come to our Main Event!”

Jason Chase: “And we get to see Freeman take Aerynn Donnelly down a peg!”

Lula Davidson: "Don't you ever get tired of rooting against our Champion?”

Jason Chase: “.....No. I don't think so!”

Jamie Hensley: “This match is our main event and is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first from Las Vegas Nevada and weighting in at Two hundred and fifty-two pounds. He is.....Fraser....FREEMAN!”

::Back in black immediately starts to play, as the stage lights begin to pulse to the beat. After a the first guitar riff, Fraser Freeman comes out, and immediately raises his left arm in the air.::

"Back in black I hit the sack
I been too long I'm glad to be back
Yes I am
Let loose from the noose
That's kept me hanging about."

::After a minute, Freeman begins to walk down to the ring. On the way down, he points to himself with his thumbs, and smirks.::

"I keep looking at the sky cause it's gettin' me high
Forget the hearse cause I'll never die
I got nine lives cat's eyes
Using every one of them and runnin' wild
Cause I'm back"

::Freeman walks up the ring stairs, and steps in between the ropes. He takes off his tank top, before climbing up one of the turnbuckles, and once again raises his fist.::

"Yes I'm back well I'm back
Yes I'm back
Well I'm back back
Well I'm back in black
Yes I'm back in black."

Lula Davidson: "Say what you want about the profession these two men are in, Freeman has been more then a little impressive.”

Jason Chase: “I personally prefer Oblivion.”

Lula Davidson: "Of course you do.”

Jamie Hensley: “And his opponent. She is the reigning U.W.A. World Wrestling Champion. Hailing from Dublin Ireland and weighting in at one hundred and forty-one pounds. She is The Irish Princess.....Aerynn....DONNELLY!”

::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.::

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

::With the word ‘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.::

“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!”

Lula Davidson: "Here we go ladies and gentlemen!”

Jason Chase: “I don't care which of them wins....”

Lula Davidson: "They both have values and that offends you doesn't it?”

Jason Chase: “....Yea a bit.”

::Aerynn and Freeman come to the center of the ring and exchange a brief shake of hands before the two lock up. Freeman immediately backs Aerynn into the corner without even really trying. When they get to the corner Aerynn holds her hands up to break the tie up. Freeman of course breaks the hold and steps back.

Aerynn goes to come out of the corner but Freeman takes her by the sides and launches her back into the corner and rocks her with a hard right hand. Fraser lands three hard right hands to the Champion who reels back into the corner.::

Lula Davidson: "Fraser isn't showing the Champion any mercy here!”

Jason Chase: “Her size really puts her at a disadvantage here.”

::Aerynn stumbles out of the corner and walks straight into Frasers waiting arms. Freeman locks his arms around her slender form and hits a huge belly to belly suplex that flings Aerynn clear across the ring before she slams into the mat and rolls from the force. Aerynn rolls under the bottom rope and collapses to the floor outside the ring.

Aerynn ends up on a single knee with her head down and her arms on her knee. Freeman comes to the apron and leans over the top rope and tries to grab Aerynn by the hair, but the Champion throws a hard forearm to the head that leaves Freeman dangling on the middle rope. Aerynn takes a step back and aims a hard Stall 'n Crawl to his head but Freeman was able to drag himself back into the ring.

When she misses the Stall 'n Crawl Freeman is able to roll from the ring. When Aerynn turns from the missed big kick Freeman is already at a rush at her and drops her with a huge clothesline. Freeman leans down and pulls Aerynn back to her feet and then lifts her with a military Press only to toss her over the top rope to crash back into the ring.::

Lula Davidson: "Shades of what Aerynn did to Bethany Kenyon during the World Title match last month.”

Jason Chase: “And I guess Fraser had it scouted.”

Lula Davidson: "Sure does appear that way.”

Jason Chase: “And the Champion is in danger.”

::Freeman slides beneath the rope and rolls Aerynn into the cover.::

ONE!




TWO!



KICKOUT!

Lula Davidson: "Yes! She kicked out!

Jason Chase: “It's the first cover of the match....calm down.”

Lula Davidson: ".....”

Jason Chase: “I made her speechless! It's a monumental moment!”

::Freeman leans back on his knees but doesn't argue. He simply takes a handful of Aerynn's hair and pulls her back to her feet. When Aerynn reaches her feet she rocks Freeman with a surprise right hand and then a second and finally a hard forearm shot to the mouth.

With Freeman reeling from the sudden onslaught Aerynn turns and runs to the ropes, rebounding off them and returns but Fraser grabs her coming in. When Freeman takes ahold of her she uses the momentum to flip around him and grab his hair as she comes down, locking his head backwards into a huge diving reverse DDT.::

Lula Davidson: "Huge DDT there!”

Jason Chase: “Come on get up!”

Lula Davidson: "Are you actually rooting for Freeman?”

Jason Chase: “Looks that way, guess I need to eat my Wheaties.”

::Aerynn rolls Freeman over into the cover.::

ONE!





TWO!





KICKOUT!

Lula Davidson: "So close!”

Jason Chase: “....Seriously? She couldn't put him away?”

Lula Davidson: "Which side are you on?”

Jason Chase: “Um....neither?”

::It was Aerynn's turn now to lean back on her knees and look down at Freeman. She didn't waste any time she slid to her knees beside Freeman and then got to a kneel and began to drive the point of her knee into Freeman's side over and over again.

After she drove those hard knees into his side Aerynn gets to her feet and runs at the ropes. As she takes off Freeman uses the ropes to pull himself back to his feet. As he gets halfway up Aerynn returns to him and drives the point of her knee hard into the side of his head.::

Lula Davidson: "Oh god! What a knee!”

Jason Chase: “I think Freeman may be dead!”

::Aerynn once again rolls him into the cover.::

ONE!



TWO!



THRE-KICKOUT!

Lula Davidson: "Oh! That was so close!”

Jason Chase: “I don't know how much Freeman has left....”

Lula Davidson: "Can the Champ take advantage?”

::Aerynn rocks back to her heels and then rises once again to her feet and backs up into the corner. The fans around her begin to go nuts as they know exactly what she is doing and why. Donnelly measures Freeman until he gets to his feet and then rushes across the ring to meet him.::

Lula Davidson: "STALL 'N CRAWL!”

Jason Chase: “NO! He ducked!”

::Freeman ducks the huge kick and when Aerynn turns he backs her into the corner with huge right hands. Once he gets her into the corner and dazed he runs to the opposite corner and comes back with a huge clothesline, but instead of breaking it he spins around and places his back to her and begins to drive hard elbows.

The crowd chants along as he hits ten hard elbows and then takes off for the opposite corner again. This time when he returned Aerynn grabs the top rope and yanked herself out of the corner at the last second leaving Freeman to crash at full speed into the corner.::

Lula Davidson: "Oh my! What a collision!”

Jason Chase: “I think if this was a cartoon, dear freeman would be seeing little cartoon birds.”

::Freeman staggers out of the corner as Aerynn came off the ropes with a second attempt at the Stall 'n Crawl and Freeman collapses to the mat.::

Lula Davidson: "D...id she hit that?”

Jason Chase: “I don't think so....”

::A replay shows a groggy Aerynn aim that Stall 'n Crawl at Freeman, but Fraser was able to sidestep it again and gets his hands up to make her think she hit something. With Aerynn in the corner now and pulling herself up she steps forward Freeman who is laying on his side but Freeman explodes and drives his shoulder into her stomach.::

Lula Davidson: "He was playing possum that while time!”

Jason Chase: “Yes! Get her!”

::Freeman shoves Aerynn's head face down between his legs and then lifts her into a cross powerbomb position then tosses her across the ring.::

Lula Davidson: "FREE FALL! FREE FALL! FREE FALL!”

Jason Chase: “YES!”

::Freeman slides over into the cover.::

ONE!




TWO!




THREE!!

Lula Davidson: "He did it! He beat the Champion!”

Jason Chase: “....And no Children....”

Lula Davidson: "I know....they promised.”

Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner...FRASER FREEEMAN!”

::No sooner had the bell rang then the lights of the Arena faded for a few moments.::

Lula Davidson: "Oh god....here we go.”

Jason Chase: “Where is Arsenal!? Where are they!”

Lula Davidson: "....I think she's on her own.”

::When the lights go out The Children surround the ring but Joshua and Maiko were nowhere to be found. The truly strange part was Freeman standing protectively over Aerynn his eyes narrowed and looking around him.::

Lula Davidson: "What is he doing?!”

Jason Chase: “I think he made his choice Lula! He isn't leaving Aerynn to the wolves!”

Freeman: “COME ON! You want to join Dark Camelot on the shelf!?”

::And then “Rise and Die” hits the PA system and out comes Arsenal. Bethany at their head and running down the ramp. Bene Elohim close behind them....and the Children actually part for them. The five of them slid into the ring and pop up next to Freeman who looks a little relieved to have back up.::

Lula Davidson: "And here's the Cavalry!”

Jason Chase: “But where....is the Messiah of Destruction?”

Lula Davidson: "Good...question.”

::As if answering Chase's question Joshua and Maiko walked through the curtain and Joshua is actually laughing and clapping. Maiko raised the mic and speaks in her soft throaty whisper.::

Maiko: “Congratulations. You are....exactly where we wanted you to be. Now.....Choose.”

::Miako pointed up at the Tron which was now a split screen. One shot showed the shed where Brody was being held. The doors were closed but someone breathed deeply in pain through a hidden microphone. The other side of a split screen showed as penthouse in New York and the beautiful Melissa.::

Maiko: “One to keep and turn....one to be granted eternal amnesty. Now...chose. We expect your answer...by Searing agony.”

::Joshua was handed the microphone and he just....laughed softly into. The laugh was gentle at first and slowly became more pronounced and forcefully. Jeszika in the ring stood petrified with shock on her face. Bethany looked a trifled....terrified and Ashley just pissed off.::

Lula Davidson: "They are making Jeszika give them Brody of her own free will! This is sick.”

Jason Chase: “....I am gonna be sick....”

Lula Davidson: "....That's all the time we have folks!”

::The U.W.A. Logo flashed across the screen under the laughing face of Joshua McBride.::