Monday Night Mayhem #11 is now airing live!

[UWAStaff]

::As the UWA logo flashes in the corner of the street we are shown a brief reveal of the last episode of Mayhem. The assaults on Aerynn and Jeszika and finally Aerynn snapping and assaulting Jamie Hensley and finally an image is shown of the four women sitting at the little dive bar and listening to live music and Bethany finding Broderick Montgomery. A still image of the hooded and leather clad former playboy stay on the screen as the shot goes life to Lula and Jason.::

Lula Davidson: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Eleventh episode of Monday Night Mayhem!”

Jason Chase: “And what a main event we have for you tonight! Bethany Kenyon of Arsenal teams with her friend and partner Aerynn Donnelly to take on the Sin City Knights!”

Lula Davidson: "Not only that! Bob Brooks takes on the Protector and Amy Zing takes on J-Shades!”

Jason Chase: “...And both the leaders of the Children of Nephilim are in action when Miako takes on North American Champion Vince Jones and when Joshua McBride takes on my boy, Kyle Travis!”

Lula Davidson: "Well, what are we waiting for?! Let's go down to our first match!”

Jason Chase: “What? These two are both losers. Amy more so.”

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
I'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

Lula Davidson: “The crowd loves this young woman.”

Jason Chase: “The crowd likes the Cornbread Mafia, what do they know?”

::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 unwraps the ribbon on her arm and uses it to tie her hair into a ponytail as she waits for the match to begin.::

Jamie Hensley: “And her opponent…”

Jason Chase: “And they guy who will more than likely win.”

::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.::

Jamie Hensley: “From the Forgotten Borough, weighing in at 238 pounds “the Bad Boy” J-Shades.”

::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.::

Lula Davidson: “J-Shades looks ready tonight.”

Jason Chase: “Of course he is. This is an easy win.”

::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.::

::As Jamie Hensley exits the ring, Amy gives her a thumbs up. Amy and Shades move to the middle of the ring and shakes hands before breaking apart. The referee signals for the bell. Amy starts to clap, getting the crowd into the match.::

Jason Chase: “Oh give me a break.”

Lula Davidson: “They are friends.”

::J-Shades and Amy move towards the middle of the ring and lock up. With the obvious size and strength advantage, J-Shades pushes Amy into the ropes, then breaks the hold as Amy manages to slip through the ropes. J-Shades backs up from the ropes, and allows Amy to get back into the ring.::

Lula Davidson: “Amy Zing is not going win any strength tests with J-Shades. She gives up a lot of size in her matches.”

Jason Chase: “The only thing amazing about Amy Zing is how she held a title for any length of time.”

::The two circle each other, but this time, as J-Shades moves in for another grapple attempt he is met with a kick to the leg by Amy, then another and another, which causes him to stagger and drop to his knees. “The Hong Kong Sensation” shoots the ropes, but only managed to charge into a big boot from “the Bad Boy”.::

Lula Davidson: “Amy starts with a series of kicks, but J-Shades takes her down.”

Jason Chase: “Maybe it’ll be over soon.”

::J-Shades gets to his feet, shaking his leg a little to make sure it works. Amy rolls to her side, and starts to get to her feet. Trying to end this quick, J-Shades follows with a swinging neck breaker and goes for a pin, but Amy manages to kick out before the referee can start the count.::

Lula Davidson: “J-Shades wants to end this early, but Amy Zing is not out of it yet.”

Jason Chase: “I really don’t know who to dislike in this match.”

::Getting back to his feet, J-Shades gets behind Amy and wraps his hands around her waist, hoisting her up for a German suplex. Amy manages to use the moment to back flip over J-Shades and lands on her feet, nailing “the Bad Boy” in the head with a roundhouse, staggering him.::

Lula Davidson: “J-Shades trying for a suplex, but Amy Zing found a counter and is looking to take control.”

Jason Chase: “Look, she’s good, but she is a terrible finisher.”

::“The Hong Kong Sensation” continues to throw out kick after kick, hitting him in the legs, the shoulder and arms, backing him into the corner. With a sudden burst of speed, Amy unleashes a barrage of kicks to J-Shades, finishing off with a roundhouse kick to the head that drops him on the mat. Amy pulls her opponent out of the corner and quickly rolls on top, hooking the leg for a pin.::

Lula Davidson: “A series of devastating kicks from Amy Zing.”

One…

Two…

Kickout!

Lula Davidson: “So close that time.”

Jason Chase: “Close, but way too early.”

::Quickly getting herself back to her feet, Amy turns around and goes for a standing moonsault on a downed J-Shades. Unfortunately, J-Shades is able to get his knees up, causing Amy to bounce off and hold her stomach as she tries to gain a vertical base.::

Lula Davidson: “J-Shades found a crude but effective counter and now let’s see if he can capitalize.”

::J-Shades manages to get to his feet and pulls Amy into a fisherman suplex.::

One…

Two…

Kickout!

Lula Davidson: “J-Shades trying to end this with a fisherman suplex, but Amy Zing kicked out.”

::As Amy gets to her feet, J-Shades whips her into the ropes. She manages to reverse it and connect with a monkey flip. This time, Amy is the one who tries to send J-Shades into the ropes. However, this time J-Shades reverses. He ducks down, allowing Amy to connect with a sunset flip.::

Lula Davidson: “Amy with a pin attempt.”

One…

Two…

::J-Shades manages to reverse it, pulling Amy into a pin of his own.::

Lula Davidson: “A reversal and now J-Shades trying to take this one…”

One…

Two…

::Amy reserves again, going for a pin.::

One…

Lula Davidson: “Amy reverses again.”

Two…

::J-Shades kicks out. Amy rolls to her feet, attempting a kick, but misses as J-Shades ducks. “The Bad Boy” grabs Amy from behind, lifting her up and dumping her on the mat with a back suplex.::

Lula Davidson: “An impress sequence of reversals, but J-Shades is now back in control following a suplex.”

::Rather than go for the cover, J-Shades moves to the legs of his opponent, lifting them up and trying to apply the submission hold.::

Lula Davidson: “J-Shades looking for a submission hold, but Amy is not letting him get it locked in.”

::Unfortunately, Amy Zing refuses to go quietly, as she manages to use that often underestimated leg strength of hers to kick J-Shades off and against the ropes.::

Lula Davidson: “And those powerful legs of Amy Zing’s help her fight off the submission attempt.”

Jason Chase: “She’s got nice legs.”


Lula Davidson: “Really?”

::She manages to nail a hard thrust kick to J-Shades as he moves in, which sends him through the ropes, onto the apron and down to the floor.::

Lula Davidson: “And J-Shades is rather unceremoniously dumped to the floor.”

Jason Chase: “That had to hurt.”

::Shooting the ropes, Amy, however, does not dive over the top rope. Instead, she slides under the bottom rope, managing to catch J-Shades with a head scissors take down. She slides back into the ring.::

Lula Davidson: “Amy Zing is going at this match full throttle, trying to keep J-Shades down.”

Jason Chase: “She’s fast, but even she said she can crash and burn and she is going to.”

::Throwing caution to the ring, Amy shoots the ropes once more and this time, she soars over the top rope with a suicide dive right on top of J-Shades. “The Hong Kong Sensation” is quick to her feet, throwing her arm into the air and high-fiving a few fans.::

Lula Davidson: “This is why they call her “the Hong Kong Sensation”! She gives it her all and the crowd loves her for it.”

Jason Chase: “Yeah, but she needs to stop catering to them and get back to J-Shades.”

::As if she heard Chase’s advice, Amy turns back towards J-Shades, lifting him up and managing to slide him into the ring. She quickly follows him in and shoots him into the corner.::

Lula Davidson: “Amy Zing is in firm control of this match.”

::Amy charges in, going for a handspring back elbow into the corner. The crowd erupts as J-Shades managed to catch Amy in a half-nelson, lift her into the air and drives her down into the mat with a thunderous half-nelson slam he calls The One N’ Only.::

Lula Davidson: “THE ONE N’ONLY! He hit that from nowhere!”

Jason Chase: “Damn!”

::J-Shades lands on his knees and then drops on his back as he hits The One N’ Only. Amy is driven into the mat and somehow rolls out of the ring and down on to the floor. The referee begins counting.::

Lula Davidson: “Both competitors are down.”

One…

Two…

Three…

Four…

::J-Shades manages to pick himself up and looks around, confident he hit the move and that he did not hit the move hard enough to drive her through the mat as there is no hole.::

Lula Davidson: “I don’t think he knows where Amy Zing is.”

Jason Chase: “No, he found her. This is over.”

::He moves to the corner, managing to find Amy and exits the ring, breaking the count. J-Shades rolls Amy Zing back into the ring and covers her.::

One…

Two…

::The crowd erupts as Amy Zing gets her shoulder up!::

Lula Davidson: “How did she kick out of that?”

Jason Chase: “I have no idea.”

::J-Shades looks as shocked as the crowd seemed as he realizes that Amy Zing somehow kicked out. He manages to get to his feet and makes the motion of cocking a shotgun, the points to Amy and pulls the trigger. J-Shades climbs the turnbuckle.::

Lula Davidson: “J-Shades is going up to the top.”

::Cameras flash as “The Bad Boy” flies off the top rope and connects with a flying headbutt. J-Shades lays there for a moment and slowly makes the cover.::

Lula Davidson: “A flying headbutt. Is this it?”

One…

::J-Shades hooks the leg rather weakly.::

Two…

Th…Shoulder up!

Lula Davidson: “No! Amy Zing is still in this!”

Jason Chase: “Wow.”

::J-Shades looks shocked that once again Amy Zing was able to kick out. He pulls himself to his feet and moves back to the corner, pulling himself up onto the top rope. He slaps his elbow and dives.::

Lula Davidson: “J-Shades is going for another high risk move to try and put Amy away.”

::J-Shades soars off the top rope and crashes down on the mat as Amy manages to roll out of the way.::

Lula Davidson: “And J-Shades catches nothing but mat.”

Jason Chase: “Ouch. I thought she was out.”

Lula Davidson: “So did J-Shades.”

::Both competitors manage to get to their feet. Amy takes hold of J-Shades’ arm, moving him to the corner and then climbing up. With amazing agility, she walks along the ropes, drops down and bounces off the ropes, flipping J-Shades on his back.::

Lula Davidson: “Amy Zing takes it right back to J-Shades with Silk Road.”

::J-Shades manages to get to his feet, taking a hard thrust kick and slumping down in the corner. Amy charges in, and pulls herself up to perform a handstand on the turnbuckle, she then swings down to drives her knees into the chest of J-Shades.::

Lula Davidson: “And she follows with Nihao from California.”

Jason Chase: “Damn! She is defiantly on fire today.”

::Sensing momentum on her side, Amy pulls J-Shades out of the corner and out towards the middle of the ring and goes for the cover.::

One…

Two…

Th…Kickout!

Lula Davidson: “Amy with a cover, but J-Shades somehow kicks out.”

Jason Chase: “She can’t finish that well.”

::Amy looks a bit surprised that she didn’t get him and manages to get back to her feet. She looks at J-Shades, then shoots the ropes. She springboards off, corkscrewing in mid-air as she looks to connect with the Phoneixsault.::

Lula Davidson: “The Phoenixsault! This could do it!”

::Unfortunately, all Amy connects with are the knees of J-Shades as he manages to get them up. She bounces off, rolling to her side and holds her midsection, kicking her feet on the mat.::

Lula Davidson: “Ow! At the last second, J-Shades got his legs up to block it.”

Jason Chase: “She cannot moonsault tonight.”

::Slowly, J-Shades is able to make his way to his feet. Amy moves to the ropes, using them for balance as she gets up. She moves in to J-Shades who meets her with a superkick, knocking her down. Dropping to his knees, J-Shades rolls on top of Amy and hooks the leg.::

Lula Davidson: “J-Shades puts Amy Zing down with a superkick! Will this end it?”

Jason Chase: “It would be an ironic end to a match.”

One…

Two…

Th…Shoulder up!

Lula Davidson: “And she kicks out!”

::Rolling onto his back, J-Shades looks up at the ceiling and starts to pull himself to his feet. He slumps against the ropes and moves to the turnbuckle as Amy starts to stir.::

Lula Davidson: “What does J-Shades have to do to put Amy Zing away?”

Jason Chase: “I suggest what her last two opponents did.”

::Steeping out onto the apron, J-Shades slowly climbs the turnbuckle. He shakes the cobwebs out as he climbs. Amy starts to move, picking herself up off the mat. J-Shades cocks the shotgun again, pointing at Amy and pulling the trigger before he jumps.::

Lula Davidson: “J-Shades, looking to end this with another high risk maneuver.”

::From out of nowhere, Amy meets J-Shades with a Fenghuang Kick in mid-air. J-Shades crumples to the mat. Amy quickly drops on top and hooks the leg.::

Lula Davidson: “Oh my God! The Fenghuang Kick from no where! J-Shades is down!”

Jason Chase: “He has got to be out.”

Lula Davidson: “Amy Zing goes for the cover!”

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Two…

Three!

Lula Davidson: “She got him!”

::Amy rolls off J-Shades and on to her back. She lays there for a moment, trying to catch her breath not realizing she won the match until “Fearless” replays. Amy throws her arms up into the air, trying to get to her feet.::

Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner…AMY ZING!”

Lula Davidson: “Amy Zing has won her first match in UWA and what an opening match it was.”

Jason Chase: “I don’t believe it.”

::Slowly “the Hong Kong Sensation” pulls herself and leans against the ropes. The referee raises her arm in victory. Amy rolls out of the ring and hugs Jamie. She walks around the ring, embracing or high-fiving some of the fans as she makes her way to the back.::

Jason Chase: “Oh come on!”

Lula Davidson: “Amy Zing has earned the right to celebrate here tonight.”

::Amy walks to the back. She stands at the top of the entrance ramp 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.::

Lula Davidson: “A hard fought victory for Amy Zing here tonight.”

::The camera shifts from the ring to the backstage where we see Kyle Travis sitting in a dim locker room, already dressed for his match against Joshua McBride later tonight.::

Kyle Travis: "The third angel sounded his trumpet, and a great star, blazing like a torch, fell from the sky on a third of the rivers and on the springs of water— the name of the star is Wormwood. A third of the waters turned bitter, and many people died from the waters that had become bitter." Revelations 8:10-11”

Kyle Travis: “McBride, it is God versus the Devil. Let the Armageddon begin.”

::The camera shifts from Travis back to the ringside area the crowd buzzing with excitement when all of a sudden the instrumental of "Take a Look at My Life" by Fat Joe begins to blare out through the arena. The crowd hears this oh so familiar tune and like clockwork they begin to boo in an anticipation of their unexpected guests arrival on the night. Vince Jones suddenly comes walking out through the curtains with an angry scowl plastered across his face and the North American title strap drapped over his shoulder. Vince makes his way to the edge of the rampway and folds his shoulders across his chest. He is soon followed by his lovely valet, Jasmine Shelley who stands behind him on his right posing and flaunting her beautiful figure for the crowd. Reno Banks, "The Agent of the Stars", emerges from the back as well and stands behind Vince Jones on his left side looking out at the crowd with a smug look plastered upon his face. The three of them march their way down to the ring as the crowd continues showering them with a chorus of boos. Vince Jones walks up the ring steps and immediately climbs up the turnbuckle and raises the North American title above his head in his right hand as he flashes the hand sign of the EDW with his left hand. Jasmine makes her to ringside and beckons for a mic. She makes her way to the center of the ring and begins blowing kisses out at the assembled crowd agitating them even more. Reno Banks makes his way to the ring apron where he is handed a microphone as well by one of the staff at ringside. He then makes his way inside of the ring to the very center as Vince Jones descends from the turnbuckle and saunters his way to join Reno and Jasmine as well.::

BOOOOOOOOO!!!

::Reno looks around the arena in disappointment with the reaction from the crowd.::

Reno Banks: “So, this is the type of welcome you people out here give to your North American champion??”

::All of a sudden a chant begins to ring out from the crowd in the arena.::

PAPER CHAMPION!!!

::Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap::

PAPER CHAMPION!!!

::Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap::

PAPER CHAMPION!!!

::Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap....Vince becomes outraged by the chants.::

Reno Banks: “Oh, is that so?? I mean great way to try and kick a good man while he's down. Well, I'll have you all know that Mr. Jones is far from a paper champion if that's what all you people out here are trying to imply....”

::All of a sudden Vince Jones steps forward and snatches the mic out of Reno's hands.::

Vince Jones: “V'll handle the talking right now, Reno.”

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

Vince Jones: “So, V comes out here to the ring to address you mahfuckas, and this is how you people treat the man?? What kinda shit is that, huh?? Whateva happened to respect around here, huh??”

PAPER CHAMPION!!!

::Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap. The chant gets even louder and Vince Jones is easily irritated by the mocking of the crowd. He turns towards Jasmine who just shrugs her shoulders. He then turns towards Reno and just shakes his head in disappointment. Reno begins mouthing something to Vince as the crowd gets even louder than before in response.::

PAPER CHAMPION!!!

::Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap::

PAPER CHAMPION!!!

::Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap. Vince slowly tries to regain his composure and lifts the mic back up to his mouth.::

Vince Jones: “The least you people could do is be somewhat sympathetic and shit afta ya boy Jonesy got his ass jumped in the damn ring by Freeman and his masked crusadin' ass mahfucka, this Protect-ah guy! Its called common courtesy and shit! Just think about all that V. Jones does for you people! He comes out here and gives all you punk asses out there somethin' to talk about every damn night! V comes out here and lays it all on the damn line like no otha in the UWA!”

Jasmine: (nods her head) “He's right. He does.”

Vince Jones: “This guy almost like the damn postman and shit! Rain or shine "The Violence" is comin' to bust up some heads! That shit should've been apparent at Searing Agony when he walked out the damn ring with this...”

::Vince raises the belt above his head and nods.::

BOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Vince Jones: “Ya damn straight! You people can hate V all you want; but, that don't change the damn facts. Yes, Silva Baron walked outta the ring against V last time with a "W"; but, when the man woke up the next morning and looked in the mirror did his bitch ass see a champ starin' back at him?? (shakes his head) Nah, son! Tonight V goes in the ring against some flower girl and shit! Win or lose when she wakes up in the morning is she gonna be cuddlin' and bein' all cozy with (he raises his belt in the air) V's damn belt?? (shakes his head) Nah, son! For all Jonesy cares he could invite (points outs in the crowd) that popcorn sellin' kid from the fifth row in this damn ring, start a match, lay down, and let the mahfucka pin (points to himself) this guy right here and right now in front of all you people! That teenage bitch...(nodding) yeah! V talkin' to yo sorry ass, kid! Stop lookin' at this guy and handle yo damn biz out there! Anyways, that kid would be smilin' from ear to fuckin' ear cuz he just pinned V. Jones; but would his bitch ass be walkin' around with V's North American belt as a prize??(shakes his head) Nah, son! And that's just the way it is! That's the way things work!”

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

::Vince chuckles to himself and nods his head in agreement. Reno Banks smiles, walks over, and pats Vince Jones on the back.::

Vince Jones: “50 Cent said it best one time! Hate it or fuckin' love it the unda dog's on top and V gonna shine until his fuckin' heart stops! Go 'head and envy V cause yo man's UWA's MVP and he ain't goin' nowhere so you should get to know V! 'Nuff said! You all might as well get used to seein' the beautifully composed pic-cha of excellence you lookin' at in the ring right now cause win or lose the strap's not goin' anywhere! Freeman, Protect-ah, we comin' for you in due time! Watch you backs!”

::Vince points at the camera as his music begins playing once again. Vince raises his belt in the air as the crowd explodes with a chorus of boos. Reno and Jasmine both applaud Vince as he relishes in the hatred from the crowd on hand and then walks from the ring leaving it empty. Once it was empty a battered Jamie lifted a mic.::

Jamie Hensley: “The following is set for one fall. Introducing first. Weighing in a 247 pounds... THE PROTECTOR!”

::Two steps from Hell by Protectors of the Earth begins to play, as we see the Protector come out from behind the curtains. He wastes no time in heading towards the ring. He quickly goes in, and perches himself on one of the corners, awaiting his opponent::

Lula Davidson: "This man is a mystery, curious to see what he can do here.”

Jamie Hensley: “His opponent. Residing in Hollywood California. Weighing in at 215 pounds. BOB BROOKS”

::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.::

Jason Chase: “This man is anything but a mystery and has been downright impressive!”

::The bell rings as the two men quickly lock up in the middle of the ring, fighting for a move to start this match off here tonight. Neither of them can gain the upperhand so they both release the tie up. They circle around each other before locking up in the middle of the ring again. This time, Brooks shoots behind The Protector with a hammerlock. The Protector plants his left foot and reverses the hammerlock to one of his own. He tries to lift up Brooks but Brooks is able to shift his weight down and Snapmare The Protector over his shoulder.::

Lula Davidson: "Nice snapmar by the Brooks here.”

::The Protector rolls back up to his feet. The Protector darts back towards Brooks, trying to a double leg takedown. Brooks dodges the move with a roll before getting back to his feet. The Protector pounds the mat as he gets back to his feet as well. The crowd is silent at this point in the match as The Protector and Brooks look frustrated.::

Lula Davidson: "Neither man getting an edge here.”

::The two lock up again as Brooks push The Protector into the corner with the lock up. The ref comes over and starts his five count. They break it clean and raise their hands in the air. They both move towards the enter of the ring and quickly lock up again in the same move. This time, The Protector gets the better of the lock up and forces Brooks into the corner. Once again, the ref comes over and starts his five count.::

Lula Davidson: "He better break it, or lose it by DQ!”

::The hold is let go of as The Protector raises his hands in the air but only to get bitchslapped by Brooks. The crowd lets out that "OHHHHH" type of sound as The Protector nods his head. The Protector then smiles and elbows Brooks right back. Brooks is pissed and runs at The Protector. The Protector catches him with a Headlock Takedown and keeps the Headlock applied on the mat as Brooks struggles to his feet. Once Brooks does get to his feet, the throws The Protector into the ropes. The Protector comes back towards Brooks and gets caught with an Armdrag. The Protector gets back up and hits an Armdrag of his own on Brooks. Brooks gets to his feet and runs at The Protector again, only to be taken down with a big Hiptoss. The crowd claps at the wrestling so far in the ring.::

Jason Chase: “Hip toss by Brooks. He seems to be finding his momentum here.”

::Brooks gets back up to his feet again. He grabs the back of The Protector and goes for a Backdrop Suplex. The Protector manages to land his feet and locks his hands around the waist of Brooks. Brooks plants his foot and spins behind The Protector, getting the Waistlock himself now. The Protector hits a couple of elbows to the face of Brooks as Brooks releases the hold. The Protector grabs Brooks's arm and goes for another Armdrag but Brooks blocks and grabs The Protector's arm and Hiptosses him down to the mat. The Protector gets up and runs at Brooks, only to get caught with same Headlock Takedown he was using a few seconds ago. The crowd claps again as Brooks forces the shoulders of The Protector down on the mat.::

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::The Protector gets his shoulders off the mat from the headlock position. The Protector gets to his feet and throws Brooks into the corner. Brooks's chest connects with the top turnbuckle as he staggers backwards. The Protector gets the Waistlock applied again. Brooks forces the hands of The Protector apart and grabs onto The Protector's left arm. Brooks tries for a Clothesline but The Protector ducks down, goes behind Brooks, grab his left arm and take him down with a Spinebuster! Both men quick recover and go for another tie up. However, Brooks kicks The Protector right in the stomach as soon as they lock up. The Protector lets go as Brooks hits a chop to the chest, followed by a second, then a third before The Protector reverses and hits a chop of his own. During these chops, the crowd "WOOOOOs!" every chance they get which is often because Brooks and The Protector are just stiffing the hell out of the chops.::

Lula Davidson: "You were saying?”

Jason Chase: “.......”

::The Protector gets the last chop in as both men's chests are just bright red from the stiff chops. The Protector hits Brooks in the face with an Elbow before whipping him into the ropes. Brooks comes back and kicks The Protector who was bent over, most likely looking for a Back Body Drop. Brooks grabs The Protector's head, runs towards the turnbuckle, jumps in the air and uses the ropes to spin around, looking for a Tornado DDT. But The Protector throws him off right before he completes the move. Brooks goes to the mat and holds his back. The Protector walks over and rears his leg back before kicking Brooks as hard as he possibly can. Brooks yells in pain as The Protector does it for a second time.

Brooks holds onto his back as The Protector puts him down for a pinning position.::

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KICKOUT!




::The Protector picks Brooks back up and hooks his arm over his head, looking for a Suplex. While in the air, Brooks drops down behind The Protector, gets the Waistlock applied and dumps The Protector flush on his neck with a nasty German Suplex. BUT The Protector NO SELLS IT AND GETS BACK UP! Brooks turns around and nearly takes off The Protector's head with a Lariat. The Protector stays down as Brooks leans against the ropes, catching his breath. Brooks starts to stomp on The Protector. The Protector holds his neck and slowly fights his way to his feet. The Protector gets a couple of elbows into the face of Brooks but before anything can come of it, Brooks kicks The Protector right in the face with a Roundhouse. The Protector goes back down to the mat as Brooks follows his advantage with a Headscissors. The Protector is trying to get to the ropes while Brooks has the move locked in to perfection.::

Jason Chase: “and BACK in control!”

::The Protector is able to roll grabs the legs of Brooks. The Protector uses pure strength to pick up Brooks and go for a Powerbomb but Brooks hits a Rana out of the hold though. The Protector slides out of the ring, holding his neck as Brooks runs off the ropes and jumps through the middle ropes with a Tope. But The Protector catches him and dumps him face first on the floor. The Protector rolls into the ring, lying on the mat as Brooks is starting to get back to his feet. Brooks is back on his feet as The Protector grabs the ropes and fakes a Plancha. Brooks ducks out of the way and when he turns around to face the crowd, The Protector slides out of the ring with a Baseball Slide. Brooks goes face first into the guard rail as The Protector holds his neck. He picks up Brooks and whips him towards the ring post but Brooks reverses the whip and sends The Protector face first into the post. The Protector is laid out as Brooks checks to see if his nose is bleeding after going into the rail. He walks towards The Protector and turns The Protector over. Miraculously, The Protector isn't bleeding. This causes Brooks to stomp for a second, just as he gets The Protector up and rolls him into the ring.::

Lula Davidson: "Seems that Brooks is in full control here.”

::Brooks starts to punch at the head of The Protector. The Protector grabs the ropes to pull himself up. Brooks hits him in the face with a few elbows but The Protector fires right back with some of his own. The Protector yells out and spins around and hits a Massive Forearm to Brooks. Brooks goes down as The Protector tries to shake the cobwebs off. The Protector heads to the ropes. He goes to the top and jumps off with a splash but Brooks gets the knees up. The Protector holds his ribs as Brooks gets back to his feet. Brooks picks up The Protector and drops him on his head again with a Release German Suplex. The Protector rolls around, holding his neck in pain as Brooks grabs The Protector’s head and puts him in a Front Headlock on the mat. The Protector fights his way up to his feet but once he does, Brooks just spins the Front Headlock into a Neckbreaker variation. Brooks covers for a pin.::

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Jason Chase: “Come on! Put this pretender away!”

::Brooks pounds the mat as he picks The Protector back up to a vertical base. The Protector gets whipped into the ropes as Brooks goes for another Lariat. The Protector ducks, bounces back off the ropes and scores with a Lariat. The Protector gets back to his feet as does Brooks but only for a moment as The Protector scores with a second Lariat that sends Brooks back down to the mat. He goes over to Brooks and stomps on him a few times before picking him back up. The Protector has Brooks in a Front Facelock and drops down, hitting a DDT. Brooks’s face bounces off the mat as The Protector gets to his feet and grabs the top rope. He jumps off the top rope and hits the big splash. He hooks the leg when he covers.::

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Lula Davidson: "The Protector is fighting back!”

::The Protector grabs the head of Brooks and quickly locks in a sleeper hold. The crowd starts to cheer as Brooks is fighting for his life here. The ref keeps on asking him if he wants to give it up and Brooks refuses at this point. He uses his strength to pull The Protector to the ropes, forcing The Protector to break the hold. The Protector gets back to his feet and leans against the ropes, catching his breath. Brooks is on his knees, breathing a bit hard as well. The Protector rears his leg back and drills Brooks in the back with a stiff kick, then a second. The Protector varies it up as he kicks the chest of Brooks this time. The Protector then tries to pick up Brooks but Brooks catches him in a small package!

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Jason Chase: “So close!”

::Both men quickly get back to their feet, with the Protector being the first one up. The crowd cheers for him, seeing as he's a tough customer. Brooks gets up and runs towards The Protector, but The Protector catches him and hits the Protection Racket. The crowd cheers once again::

Jason Chase: “NO!”

::The Protector begins to stalk his prey, as Brooks tries to recover. The Protector pulls off one of his elbow pads, and chucks it into the crowd, causing more cheers. Brooks is now back up. The Protector goes in, and hits the HAMMER OF PROTECTION. Brooks looks like he's out cold. The Protector with the cover!::

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THREE!

Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner. THE PROTECTOR!”

::The camera shifts from the ring to the backstage to find Ashley and Jeszika speaking by what appears to be a coffee table. The camera turns and walks down a long corridor, turning left and right until it comes to the locker room simply labeled “Arsenal” and was about to turn away when a faint ruckus was heard.::

Lula Davidson: "....What is that?”

Jason Chase: “Maybe she is changing?"

Lula Davidson: "....Pig.”

::The door creep-ed open and found the entire Children army inside the room. Maiko Adachi had a thick belt wrapped around Bethany's neck and tossing her first into the wall and then into the lockers, all the while Joshua stood back and laughed. With a final roar she turned and launched Bethany into the corner where she slammed into the wall and slid down.::

Lula Davidson: "Oh....this is disgusting.”

Jason Chase: “.....Mental war failed, so they are resorting to violence.”

::Joshua gave a whistle and the beautiful Priestess froze and he nodded his head out and the children filed out....and by the time the camera got back outside the room....they were simply gone, but Ashley and Jezika were running toward the locker room. Ashley kept going past, hoping to find The Children but Jeszika hurried inside and tried to get the belt off her neck as the camera went back to the ringside area.::

Lula Davidson: "Now I am disgusted....just disgusted.”

Jason Chase: “Well...they saw to it that Arsenal couldn't get involved in the Priestess’s match now. They will be more worried about Bethany.”

Jamie Hensley: “The following match is a non-title encounter set for one fall. Introducing first..."

"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.::

Jamie Hensley: “...accompanied to the ring by Jasmine Shelley, hailing from New York City and weighing in at 269 pounds, he is the reigning UWA North American Champion...the One-Man Dynasty...VINCE JONES!"

::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: "I don't like his attitude or the way he treats people, but that title around his waist says a lot."

Jason Chase: “Enough with the backhanded compliments, Lula. This guy's legit. And he's facing off with one of McBride's brood, so that should be more than enough to get him some support for once."

Lula Davidson: "He's good enough to get it without that fact, Jason. I said I don't like his attitude, not his ability."

Jamie Hensley: “And his opponent..."

::The arena goes completely black. The song "Glory and Gore" starts over the PA system. Once the lights come back up, Maiko is standing at the top of the ramp. Surrounded by four Disciples.::

Jamie Hensley: “...from Kyoto, Japan and weighing in at 120 pounds...the Priestess...MAIKO ADACHI!"

::She slowly makes her way to the ring. And once she reaches the edge of the ring. She slides under the bottom rope only to move to her corner and crouch down until the match begins.

Lula Davidson: "This little...oh, those aren't words I can say on television, darn it!"

Jason Chase: “Seriously? Just say it."

Lula Davidson: "I'm better than that. And you keep your comments to yourself!"

Jason Chase: “Wow...that was a big bowl of Grumpy Flakes you had this morning, huh?"

::The referee calls for the bell and immediately Maiko darts out of Vince's range, doing her best to stay mobile and tag him with leg kicks and strikes to the ribs where she can. At first, Jones thinks it's funny...then the sting of those strikes set in. His swings are wicked and look like they could take her head off if they connected fully. Maiko evades him for a bit longer before getting one of those paws wrapped around her throat, whereupon she's hurled into the turnbuckles like a rag doll. She regains herself quickly, backing up onto the second rope and coming off right at Jones. He catches her easily though, shaking his head before tossing her to the mat with a fall-away slam. She lands hard but is nevertheless right back up and coming at him. Ducking a clothesline she drives a few forearms toward the floating ribs, trying to take some of the big man's air. Vince, screamed at by Jasmine on the outside, fells Maiko with an elbow to the temple, leaVing her reeling for the first time this match.::

Jason Chase: “Wow...any closer and he would've taken her head off. That wouldn't have been good for ratings."

Lula Davidson: "She'd deserve it either way."

Jason Chase: “You know, if they hear you talking like that..."

::A release German suplex hurls Maiko backward but she lands on her feet all cat-like. Vince turns and almost takes her head off with a clothesline but she has just enough time to duck. When she tries for a crucifix he spins her around to deliver a modified spinebuster, just shaking his head at her ill-fated attempt to bring him down. Despite his derision, when he goes for the pin...









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...she gets out of the attempt. Still, she can do little other than cover up as he mounts her small frame and delivers mounted shots to the back of her head. The official gets nearly to five before Vince relents, pulling Adachi up by the hair. She extricates herself from his grip and throws a few more kicks to his right leg, doing her utmost to cramp up the muscle. A forearm shot to the head knocks her down, yet she springs up legs first, wrapping them around his head and twisting him down to the mat. Back to a vertical base, she leaps to the second rope and springs off with a legdrop.::









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Jason Chase: “He just threw her off! I'd say that's power...but she's less than half his size."

::The side-effect is that Maiko lands on her feet. She dropkicks Vince at knee-level when he gets up, dropping him down to her level. A running knee just misses his temple and he brings a meaty arm around to lariat her to the mat, again thwarted by her reflexes and small stature. The moment he takes a step past her thanks to momentum she whips overhead and lands a kick to the top of his head. Shocked more than stunned, he's easy pickings for a Climbing Ivy kick to the face. Falling into the ropes but not to the mat, Vince can be assumed to be seeing at least double as Maiko charges him. She goes up high, using the ropes as leverage for a DDT, yet she's tossed away from Jones with relative ease.::

Lula Davidson: "I don't want to compliment her, but she's damn fast and good at not landing on her ass...damn it."

::Vince gets one up on her at this juncture, turning her for a loop with a well-executed Jaw Jacka kick. Dropping a fist to her skull, he moves atop her and hooks the far leg.









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Backing off a bit, Jones watches as Maiko struggles to her feet after that nasty impact, thinking of a way to really lay it in. The answer is, naturally, a spear. Maiko leapfrogs him at the last moment, landing on his back and trying to bring him down for a roll-up. Instead, Vince drops down, and nearly keeps her in place for a three until she gets a hand to the ropes. Drawn up by the arm, Maiko eats a trio of short-arm clotheslines that have her wobbly at best. The North American Champion throws her halfway across the ring with a T-bone suplex and, once again, looks for that spear.::

Jason Chase: “She's out on her feet...and if he hits that spear, she's out period."

Lula Davidson: "He'd BETTER hit it!"

::And he does, to an extent that you can practically see the wind leave her body. Except...she's sent careening from the ring and to the floor. Jasmine backs off but has no trouble trash-talking while Vince leaves the ring to retrieve his opponent. Hurling her back into the ring, he puts her into a pinning predicament.









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THR-SHOULDER UP!









Vince slaps his hands together three times in the referee's face, demanding what he'd consider a proper count. Rebuffed, he turns back to Maiko and bull-rushes her into the corner, delivering straight forearms. She blocks one or two but starts to crumble under the assault. Slipping out the back door when Vince backs off to charge, she goes for the legs again, doing her best to evade his swings. A second-rope tornado DDT gets her a two-count but the champion has stamina to spare. Vince catches her leg on a kick attempt post-pin but she spins herself free and rocks him with a blow to the side of the head. A running knee follows and with Vince down near the corner she delivers a beautiful split-legged corkscrew moonsault.









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Unfortunately, Jones is just that damn stubborn.::

Lula Davidson: "She's starting to get frustrated it looks like...good."

Jason Chase: “Vince better come up with something. She's apt to call the Children down here."

::Back to her kicks, Maiko does her best to stay out of reach, slowing down Vince. He catches the leg again, this time avoiding her counter attack and wrapping her trapped limb into the NYC Crippler anklelock. Far from the ropes, it looks like Maiko has no choice but to tap out. Still she fights, twisting her body in an attempt to disrupt Vince's grip. A few shots with her free leg to his chest gets her what she wants and she's able to pull him off-balance, trapping him in a modified small package.::









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Lula Davidson: "Wait, what?! That was two!"

Jason Chase: “Referee says three, much as I don't like it myself!"

::Vince's shoulder had come up, but a half-second too late. Quick to vacate the ring, Maiko puts space between herself and the angry Jones, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand as she sneers at him from the ramp, the referee raising her arm with some reluctance.::

Jamie Hensley: “Ladies and gentlemen, your winner...Maiko Adachi..."

::Jamie doesn't like it either, but it's the official result and the champion is furious despite still having his title. Jasmine is no happier as Maiko saunters up the ramp, savoring her win.

The camera shifted backstage to Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown, the tag team of Sang Réal, stand behind a table with various shirts and hats and other pieces of merchandise on it.::

Murphy: “Hello out there. I am Connor Murphy and this is Gabriel Krown and this is Real Deals with Sang Réal.”

Krown: “Despite having the best match at Searing Agony, UWA only seems interested in booking members of K.I.S.S. and the Sin City Knights in matches while the rest of us collect a paycheck. So to supplement our income, we are here to sell you peasants other people’s crap along with our own great merchandise.”

Murphy: “Like this item we have here.”

::Krown gestures to what appears to be an inflatable balloon person with Jamie Hensley’s picture on it and a toy UWA Championship made of foam and plastic.::

Krown: “Ta-Da!”

Murphy: “It’s the official Aerynn Donnelly punching bag. Now you can drive a belt into Jamie Hensley’s face just like the champion.”

::Krown picks up the title and nails the balloon person with it. The balloon is knocked down, but springs back up.::

Krown: “And we are only charging $20 for this, so order now.”

Murphy: “And that’s all the time we have for Real Deals with Sang Réal.”

::The camera comes back to the ringside area and Jamie.::

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: “Do we think this team is gonna work well together?”

Jason Chase: : “That depends on their individual mindsets.”

Lula Davidson: “It does?”

Jason Chase: : “Of course, if they actually care about winning more than fair play... ”

Jamie Hensley: : “Her tag team partner, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, “The Devil’s Little Sister” LACEY ROBERTS!!! ”

::The stage lights begin to flash red, as 'With me' begins to play.::

You know
Every world will have it's end (Have it's end)
I'm here
To Prove it all
To you.

::A loud engine can be heard, as Lacey comes out to the stage on her chopper.::

I am
Who you don't think I am (Think I am)
All wrapped up
In my evil plan.

::Lacey revs up her engine a couple times, before she rides to the ring.::

Can't taste the day (taste the day)
Savour night (savour night)
Spells beyond you
As I watch you crawl.

::Once Lacey reaches the ring, she takes a couple laps around the ring, before she gets off, and slides into the ring.::

Do you dare to fight (dare to fight)
Evil's might (evil's might)
I'll be the last one standing
In a flash of light!

::Lacey climbs onto on of the turnbuckles, and flashes the devil's sign with both hands. She then takes off her kutte, before she climbs down.::

My eyes (my eyes)
Are filled with curiosity
You think (you think)
That you have power over me
In this life (this life)
There's no room for you and me
So turn away or
Face this day
WITH ME! (Face the day with me)
WITH ME! (Face this day with me)

Lula Davidson: “This one looks just a little more hardcore.”

Jason Chase: : “Hey, they could both be wannabes... ”

Lula Davidson: “They could be?”

Jason Chase: : “Naw, I’m just fuckin’ with ya. ”

Jamie Hensley: : “Their opponents, representing Arsenal and weighing in at 295 pounds, accompanied to the ring by Nikki Peltier, they are the team of JESZIKA GAUTIER and ASHLEY KENYON.”

::Lacuna Coil's “Die & Rise” starts up. With lights dancing around, Nikki Peltier leads out the members of Arsenal to the delight of the onlooking crowd. 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 women sisters raise their arms,Ashley dances a little for everybody while Jeszika just standing there nodding, all of them making sure everybody sees the Arsenal of girl power here in the UWA.::

Lula Davidson: “These two look a little… off...”

Jason Chase: : “You’re surprised, with everything they’ve been through, that they might not exactly be totally in this the way they normally would be?”

Lula Davidson: “I didn’t say I was surprised, I just said they look...”

Jason Chase: : “This could be interesting with all the tempers involved.”

::The bell sounds and all four combatants make their way to the middle of the ring. After only a few seconds, Lacey and Skylar rear back and go to throw down, Jeszika and Ashley firing back almost simultaneously. The crowd erupts as all four start wailing on the one directly in front of them, Lacey firing on Jeszika, Jeszika firing back on Lacey while Skylar and Ashley let fly on each other as well. Lacey nails Jeszika while Jeszika nails her simultaneously. Lacey staggers back as Jeszika also loses a step. They moves in and look for more punches but Lacey ducks Jeszika’s, kicks her in the gut and looks for a ddt. Jeszika reverses into a bridging northern lights suplex and holds.::

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KICKOUT!!!

::Ashley and Skylar hammer away on each other until Ashley drives her knee into Skylar’s midsection. Ashley looks for a forearm smash but Skylar catches the arm and swings down into a crippler crossface. Ashley grimaces in pain as Skylar pulls back hard. Jeszika dives in to break up the hold and Lacey follows her in with a kick to Ashley’s face. Skylar punches Jeszika in the stomach and then stands up. Lacey joins her and they take a double front facelock, snapping off a double vertical suplex. Jeszika hits hard and her opponents pop up, grasp each other’s hands and hit a Paisan elbow. Skylar holds for the cover while Lacey looks around.::

One…

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KICKOUT!!!

::Skylar grabs both of Jeszika’s arms and shoves her knee between Jeszika’s shoulder blades. Lacey runs to the ropes, rebounds off and comes back looking to dropkick Jeszika in the face only for Ashley to pop up and clothesline Lacey’s head off. The crowd gasps at the impact as Ashley turns and dropkicks Skylar in the side of the head to free Jeszika. Ashley moves in to try and pull Skylar to her feet but Skylar pulls Ashley down into an inside cradle.::

One…

Two…

KICKOUT!!!

Lula Davidson: “They’re beating the crap out of each other!”

Jason Chase: : “Temper, temper, ladies...”

Lula Davidson: “Don’t you usually like this?”

Jason Chase: : “Oh I didn’t say I wasn’t enjoying watching this...”

::All four competitors get to their feet and start throwing punches again. Lacey and Skylar duck shots and kick Jeszika and Ashley in the gut, each taking a front facelock. Jeszika and Ashley pop up, splitting their opponents’ grips and blasting them in the face with forearm shots. Lacey and Skylar step back in and return fire. Jeszika and Ashley stagger back to the ropes and grab the top one to steady themselves. Lacey and Skylar rush in looking for big clotheslines. Jeszika and Ashley duck under and elevate both up for back body drops over the top rope. Lacey and Skylar crash to the floor, landing in heaps next to each other. Jeszika grabs Ashley by the hand and irish whips her across the ring away from their opponents. Ashley races across the ring, rebounds off the opposite ropes and comes roaring back towards Jeszika. Seeing her coming, Jeszika drops down to all fours. Ashley nods and uses Jeszika as a springboard, leaping up to the top rope just as Skylar and Lacey get to their feet on the floor. Ashley jumps off the top rope for a shooting star plancha, crashing down onto both opponents and smashing them to the cold, hard concrete floor below.::

Crowd: “YOU DUBYA A!!! YOU DUBYA A!!! YOU DUBYA A!!! YOU DUBYA A!!! YOU DUBYA A!!! YOU DUBYA A!!! YOU DUBYA A!!! YOU DUBYA A!!! YOU DUBYA A!!!”

::Jeszika nods as she stands up, clapping her hands as Ashley drags Skylar back to her feet. Ashley nails her in the mouth and shoves her into the ring to Jeszika. Skylar starts up and Jeszika pulls her off the ropes for an aided ddt. She covers.::

One…

Two…

KICKOUT!!!

::On the floor, Lacey gets to her feet and clocks Ashley from behind with a low blow. Lacey gets up and nails Ashley with a punch to the face that puts Ashley against the edge of the ring. Lacey moves in and nails her again. Inside the ring, Jeszika starts to pull Skylar up and gets pulled down into an inside cradle.::

One…

Two…

Thr-KICKOUT!!!

::Jeszika swings them over into a la magistral cradle.::

One…

Two…

SHOULDER UP!!!

::Skylar jumps up and gives Jeszika dropkick in the seated position. She pulls Jeszika up and sets for the Hellhound while Lacey clocks Ashley with a forearm before getting behind her, hooking her arms and setting for a huge Anarchy Stomp. Skylar goes to swing around but Jeszika reverses into a ddt and then runs for the ropes, hitting a baseball slide that knocks Lacey off of Ashley just in time. Skylar starts up to all fours as Jeszika pulls herself up on the ropes. Ashley hits a scissor kick on Lacey on the floor and then runs for the ring. Jeszika runs at Skylar and hits the Fatale-ity. She rolls off just as Ashley reaches the top and leaps off for Manna From Heaven. Ashley hits hard and then bounds up. Lacey starts back for the ring and Ashley slingshots herself over the top out onto Lacey as Jeszika covers Skylar.::

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THREE!!!

Lula Davidson: “Jeszika scores the victory!”

Jason Chase: : “She had some help...”

Lula Davidson: “Ashley did her part, yes.”

Jason Chase: : “A triple jump shooting star plancha will usually get the job done if you manage to hit the thing... ”

Jamie Hensley: : “Here are your winners, ARSENAL!!!”

::The camera shifts to outside the arena's rear doors as Shawn Crowe and his group and chatting quietly amongst themselves. A few seconds into the moment, Shawn's phone starts ringing and at once all his compatriots turn to him as he fishes the device out of his pocket. The screen displays 'Unavailable' which draws a stony look from the president. Glancing to the others, who nod, he places the phone on a nearby crate and activates the speaker.::

Shawn Crowe: "Who're we talking to here?"

Caller: "Does it matter?"

::Mutterings come from a couple of the others but Shawn holds up a hand.::

Shawn Crowe: "Someone just up and calls an unlisted number that maybe three people outside our group know? That's called a red flag. Give me one reason to not hang up right now."

::Far from the mostly-amicable Shawn has displayed in the past, his tone is almost cold and most definitely stern. The jokes and chuckling between the others are over and their attention, like his, are on the mystery caller.::

Caller: "And the fact...that I know the number doesn't tell you something about those red flags, there, big guy?"

Shawn: "Not helping your case by being a smart-ass."

Caller: "...I know why your in UWA, Mr. Crowe. I have been...properly vetted...and I think we can help one another."

::Shawn's expression tightens, his attention going to his associates. None seem to have any knowledge of this, which satisfies the president for some reason.::

Shawn: "...we're listening."

Caller: "You watch the UWA televised promotional videos, Mr. Crowe?"

Shawn: "We do."

Caller: "You seen...anything off about 'Father' McBride the last two weeks?"

Shawn: "What about it?"

Caller: "I need you and your group. I will text you the address since announcing it would be...bad."

::And then he said as an afterthought...::

Caller: "...And I can pay."

Shawn: "Business is business, and for there to be such between us, there needs to be a little, shall we say, trust. How do you propose we handle that?"

::It's not quite sarcastic or acerbic, but instead delivered with a bit of an edge mixed with humor. Already Shawn and his crew were considering the job, but...::

Caller: "You don't know me anymore then I know you, Mr. Crowe. You said you keep an eye on the videos, right?"

Shawn: "...get to the point."

Caller: "Broderick Montgomery."

::The five men exchange glances for a moment and nod in unison.::

Shawn: "Done."

Caller: "I will text you the when and where. And this has to be precise...lives depend on it."

Shawn: "Understood."

::And then simply came...dial tone. Shawn turns to the rest of them as the phone automatically cuts out its end of the call, the group turning to him not so much questioningly as curiously. He draws in a breath and addresses them.::

Shawn: "Looks like we're done for the ni-"

::The phone rings again, this time showing a number with an 828 area code. Shawn reaches out and taps the 'answer' and 'speaker' buttons, his tone entirely different addressing this apparently known caller.::

Shawn: "Yeah, boss?"

Voice: "...send a message."

::No mistaking the looks of eagerness that erupt on the faces of three out of the four men, the masked man's eyes betraying nothing. Shawn himself smirks slightly and retorts.::

Shawn: "Got it."

::Picking up the phone, hanging up the call and shoving it in his pocket, he nods to the rest of the crew.::

Shawn: "Let's go."

::The camera stayed on Shawn a moment before going back to ringside.::

Lula Davidson: "Could that have been Brody?”

Jason Chase: “I thought he was over all this?”

Lula Davidson: "I guess were about to find out.”

Jamie Hensley: "Our next match is set for one fall!"

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

Jamie Hensley: "Introducing first, from Calgary, Alberta, Canada and weighing in at 230 pounds...the Once and Future King...KYLE TRAVIS!"

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

Lula Davidson: "I'm in the uncomfortable position of cheering for Kyle Travis tonight. And I blame Joshua McBride."

Jason Chase: "Ordinarily I'd say you should cheer Travis out of respect and the fact that he's awesome, but I'll take what I can get."

Lula Davidson: "How positively altruistic of you."

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

Lula Davidson: "Here's hoping he knows what he's getting into..."

Jason Chase: "He took the champ to her limit last time. I like his chances."

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

"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 one by one five of the Disciples of Nephilim come through the curtain. All wearing sleeveless black prison uniforms their hair all cut military short with healed over burn scars on their faces, arms and necks.::

"There’s a humming in the restless summer air.
And were slipping off the course that we prepared.
But in all chaos there is calculation.
Dropping glasses just to hear them break.
It's clear that someone's gotta go.
We mean it, but I promise were not mean."

Jamie Hensley: "...accompanied by the Children, from Shreveport, Louisiana...the Dark Messiah, Joshua McBride."

::At the words "And the cry goes out" the five men and women drop to their knees and place their foreheads on the ramp way in devote prayer. As the five bow the Priestess of Nephilim walks through the curtain. She walks until she stands in front of the five bowing disciples and then drops to a single knee with her head bowed and her right hand up imploringly.::

"You can try and take us.
But were the gladiators.
Everyone a rager.
Though secretly they’re Saviors.
Glory and Gore go hand in hand."

Lula Davidson: "It never stops being creepy, this group. I just hate it."

Jason Chase: "I don't like it, either, but no one has been able to deal with them yet."

::Finally as the song continues Father Joshua walks through the curtain with his hair hanging down over his face. A demented smile on his lips beneath the thick beard. As he walks out the five diciples begin to lift and lower their hands in honor to their father, their lord, their leader. Joshua reaches down and touches Miako's face, the Priestess stands and screams out.::

Miako: "Come Children."

::The five disciples rise and with them all around the two the pair walk down the ramp way toward the ring. Once they reach the ring the five disciples surround it as Joshua stands in the center of the ring with his Priestess down on a single knee in front of him with her head bowed.::

Jason Chase: "Close doesn't cut it...not with this crew."

Lula Davidson: "Something has to give with them for the sake of this company."

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

::However, once the music fades out, Joshua takes a look at his opponent and then back to his Priestess and the Children...waving them back to the locker room area.::

Jason Chase: "...he's sending them away? Why?"

Lula Davidson: "Looks to me like he's underestimating his opponent!"

Jason Chase: "Kyle's not wasting time wondering! The bell's rung and he's on the attack!"

::The Children look as if they want to turn back but Maiko ushers them backstage, looking over her shoulder at the ring as Joshua is laid into with several chops and right hands in the corner from Kyle Travis. Whipped across the ring, McBride lands hard against the turnbuckles and takes a running clothesline which has him staggering toward the middle of the ring. Rebounding off the ropes, Kyle rushes him and is brought down by a falling clothesline with McBride putting all of his 330-plus pounds into it. Laughing to himself, he grabs Travis by the hair and bounces his head off the mat once, twice, three times before the referee steps in and the maniacal Dark Messiah backs off.::

Lula Davidson: "Damn him!"

Jason Chase: "Sit down, Lula!"

::Joshua puts the boots to Travis and eventually kicks him out of the ring under the bottom rope. Dragging him up on the outside, he rams the Once and Future King's back against the apron a few times, shrugging off the forearm clubs delivered to his back by Travis. Scooped up by McBride, Kyle is hurled between the ropes and into the ring with a modified fall-away slam. It's a slight miscalculation on Joshua's part as, when he climbs onto the apron to enter the ring and continue the assault, Kyle is already charging in his direciton. A clothesline sends McBride off the apron and chest-first into the barricade. Kyle comes off the apron with a double axe handle to deliver more damage before hurling the Dark Messiah back into the ring.

Kyle wrenches on the left arm, trapping McBride in an armbar and grinding his elbow into it, delivering several strikes to it as well. Joshua goes for the eyes to force Travis to break and drives him down with a shoulderblock. Jumping high to deliver an elbow, he strikes naught but mat while Kyle ducks another clothesline and tries to pull McBride into the Pridebreaker. McBride pulls free but Kyle thumbs the eye and, with a firm grip on the Children's leader, shoves him shoudler-first into the turnbuckles twice, solidly, before smashing his face into the top pad a few times for good measure.::

Lula Davidson: "He's actually holding his own in there!"

Jason Chase: "So did Freeman for a while. Whether or not he can keep it up..."

Lula Davidson: "Talk like that won't help anything!"

Jason Chase: "Sorry, sorry! Sheesh!"

::Reeling but not down, McBride is driven to a knee by another armbar from Travis who eventually works him down to the mat, holding his arm flat and delivering a knee or two to it. Standing back up, he stomps the hell out of it, seemingly surprised that some of the crowd is on his side for this. McBride, wild-eyed, fights his way out of Travi's grip and grabs the hair, backing him into the ropes and bending him back before a break is forced. Kyle recoils like a spring...right into a big boot from the monstrous cult leader. Joshua picks him up and locks Kyle's head under his arm, delivering an implant DDT before rolling into a somewhat-lax cover.









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Having none of it, Kyle kicks out which gets another chuckle from Joshua, who spreads his arms out wide in some kind of supplicating gesture. Grabbing Kyle by the hair, he delivers a headbutt and whips him into the ropes. Kyle shows surprising agility, sliding between the legs of McBride and coming up behind him. Reaching back and dropping in a fluid motion, Kyle brings McBride down with a falling neckbreaker. The move leaves both men down for several moments, long enough for the referee to start counting before they stir. McBride is up by four and Kyle a moment sooner, already stalking his opponent. Going for the arm like a man possessed, Kyle wrenches the arm hard enough that Joshua is flipped to the mat, allowing Travis to drop the leg across said arm and lock in a cross arm-breaker.::

Jason Chase: "He's gonna pull that arm off if this keeps up! I'm surprisingly okay with that!"

Lula Davidson: "He'd better hold tight! Joshua's pretty close to the ropes!"

::McBride does get there but Travis doesn't look affronted at all. He stomps away at McBride, kicking him over onto his stomach and delivering a crushing curb stomp to the Dark Messiah before rolling him into a tight cradle.::








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Jason Chase: "Close!"

::Looking for a way to cap things off, Kyle looks to the turnbuckles and starts to head up. McBride is vertical yet unsteady as Travis comes off the top to deliver an elbow to the top of the head. Shockingly the Dark Messiah is still on his feet despite the far-off look in his eyes. He blocks an arm drag and snares Kyle's arm, yanking him into a short clothesline that escalates the damage done to his own limb. The pain motivates and he hoists Travis into the powerbomb position, chucking him back-first into the turnbuckles. The impact is an ugly one and Kyle staggers forward into a single-arm spinebuster from McBride, who drops down to attempt the pin.::

Jason Chase: "One...two...foot on the ropes by Kyle Travis! Gotta love those veteran instincts!"

Lula Davidson: "Beats trying to squirm out from under that 300-pound monster! But that powerbomb racked him good..."

Jason Chase: "Pulling for a guy means through thick and thin, you know!"

::Joshua starts to bring Travis up but the former North American Champion throws wild punches to the stomach and ribs, refusing to be taken down without a hell of a fight. A few headbutts to the top of the skull, however, seem to knock more fight out of him. McBride hauls him up and shoves him into the corner with a wicked-looking throat thrust. Recoiling out, Travis is hurled high into the air and blasted with the Devil's Maw uppercut. Joshua obviously likes his handiwork and drops down to again make the pin.








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TH-SHOULDER UP!






It isn't so much frustration but more along the lines of amused confusion that alights in the Dark Messiah's eyes when Kyle refuses to stay down. Pulling him up by the hair, he sets up the Once and Future King for another big powerbomb but Kyle punches his way down, sending McBride to the mat along with himself. He's beginning to pull himself up via the ropes when Joshua sits up and rolls over to glare at his opponent. His rush works to Kyle's advantage as the former champion sends Joshua through the ropes and shoulder-first to the post. Stepping out onto the apron, Kyle gives the arm a good kick and Joshua retreats into the ring, holding the damaged limb.::

Lula Davidson: "He'd better do something now while that bastard's reeling!"

Jason Chase: "Way ahead of you as usual! German suplex takes that big monster over!"

::Bridging into it, Kyle holds on as the referee drops to count...








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...but McBride throws his good shoulder up and breaks the count. A swinging neckbreaker follows along with another quick pin attempt by Travis...








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KICKOUT!






...but he doesn't get much closer than before. Stalking McBride now, Kyle flexes his right hand, waiting on the big man to rise. He thrusts his hand out when McBride turns around, going for the face.::

Jason Chase: "Cold Snap coming up!"

Lula Davidson: "Wait a second...McBride caught the hand! He's pushing back!"

::Joshua is forcing Kyle's hand away but a boot to the stomach breaks up the struggle, letting Kyle again try for the Pridebreaker. He's mere inches away from clamping it on when a group of figures appear at the top of the ramp. Travis is unaware of them until the fan reaction gets his attention while he's about to lock the fingers on his vaunted submission.::

Lula Davidson: "Damn it, it's the Children! I thought he sent his cronies away?!"

Jason Chase: "Guess he's not willing to fight one on one after all!"

::At least half a dozen Children stand at the top of the ramp, waiting for some kind of signal from their Dark Messiah to descend. Then, inexplicably, the lights go out in the arena.::

Jason Chase: "What the hell is this?! In the middle of a match?!"

Lula Davidson: "I don't like this, Jason!"

Jason Chase: "You think I do?!"

::"Few Against Many" by Firewind starts up over the PA system at the very moment the lights return. The Children are looking around for the source while it's dark but when the glow is back, five new people are standing right behind them.::

Jason Chase: "Oh HELL no! I knew they were in league with the Children!"

::Before Jason fully finishes his thought, and just as the music cuts out, Shawn Crowe and his group assault the Children atop the ramp. In the ring, Joshua has extricated himself from Kyle's grip, leaving Travis down on the mat. Standing at the ropes he roars out orders to his followers as they're set upon by the mysterious group of men. The two larger fellows in particular appear to be having a good time with smashing the Children to the stage. Travis, meanwhile, rolls up Joshua from behind...








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Lula Davidson: "Kyle almost pinned Joshua there! God, what a kick to the face!"

Jason Chase: "They just pissed McBride off, whoever they are, decimating his Children up there on the stage!"

::As Joshua and Kyle batter each other in the middle of the ring, "Kiss Tried to Kill Me" hits the PA. With the bodies of the Chidren strewn about the stage, Arsenal and Aerynn Donnelly step out from behind the curtain and come face-to-face with Crowe's group. As one, they step aside and let the women pass. Back in the ring, Travis has delivered the Cold Snap successfully to Joshua and is about to pin him when the four women reach the ring. Bethany, Ashley, Jeszika and Aerynn all climb onto the apron and into the ring despite the referee's warnings. Kyle, unwilling to "share the spoils", tries to order them out of the ring...and is answered by a sharp Kiss Off by Ashley, leaving the referee with no choice but to call for the bell!::

Jamie Hensley: "Ladies and gentlemen, your winner via disqualification...KYLE TRAVIS!"

Jason Chase: "He got the win, but not in the way he wanted it! Damned women butting in and robbing him of proper glory!"

Lula Davidson: "This is just one big mess, Jason! I don't even know what's what!"

:;what's what...entails K.I.S.S. pulling up McBride and delivering the Kiss Your Ass Goodbye! to the vaunted Dark Messiah, leaving him laying. Jeszika's Fatale-ity is next, exacerbating the punishment severely. It takes all of Arsenal to lift Joshua up as Shawn and his men guard the ramp from further interruptions, holding him steady for Aerynn to blast him with the Stall N' Crawl, leaving McBride on the mat and bleeding from the mouth. The four leave the ring, backing up the ramp while the champion holds her belt up high. Yet...despite the punishment, Joshua is simply...laughing. The sight of it drives Aerynn into a fury, one that requires both Kenyons and Jeszika to hold her back and pull her behind the curtain.::

Jason Chase: "I got no words for this, Lula...usually not at a loss, but..."

Lula Davidson: "I'm no better off. We've got a lot more questions than answers."

::We come back from a break we see Katarina O'Hara walking the halls. Though she didnt have a match, she came to watch the show. But right now, she was in search of food and Sophia, her friend, who had just text her saying she was waiting in the carpark for her. She hoped she was allowed to bring her friend in to the show.

As she rounds a corner, the sight she finds sloiuws her in her tracks, there at the end of the hall was a figure wearing a dark suit. If she was not mistaken, standing before her was a man, who she didnt expect to see here. A familar face, but not a welcome one.

She pauses in her steps, uncertain weither she wanted to go near him. He had left a hell of an impression on her when she had seen him last, and not a good one either.

Suddenly her phone goes off in her hand. She looks down at it for a second, out of habit, before glancing up again, and the man was gone. There was no sign that he had been standing there at all.::

Katarina: "Your imagining things again Kat... Yeah that had to be it."

::She looks down at her phone, expecting a text from Sophia, instead she finds a text from a blocked number simple containing the words.::

"Like a fly... To the Spider"

::She gasps and covers her mouth, its clear that these words mean something to her. But we don't have a chance to find out what it is as Craven rounds the corner behind her.::

Craven: "Kat? Are you... what's goin on?"

::Still visibly shaken she shakes her head::

Katarina:"Nothing... its nothing..."

Craven: "Are ya sure?"

::She nods then shakes her head.::

Katarina: "I just thought I saw someone, thats all... But I guess I was seeing things..."

::He watches her closely, nodding slightly.::

Craven: "Do you, wanna come over to the other dressing room so you don't have to be alone?"

::She nods looking down at her feet.::

Katarina: "OK."

::Then turns back to him remembering what she was doing suddenly.::

Katarina: "But I need to go get Sophia, she was meeting me outside..."

Craven: "Do you want me to come with you?"

::She nods.::

Katarina: "ok."

::Craven smiles.::

Craven: "ok."

::He quickly pulls out his phone and types a quick message, making sure Katarina can see it as he does so.::

Craven: "Just telling Sky where we are and what we're doing."

::She offers him a smile, grateful for the ful disclosure.::

Katarina: "Ok, she.. she said she'd meet me in the carpark by the back entrace. Do you think I'll be allowed to bring her back here? Are we allowed people who arent under contract here?"

Craven: "If you want her back here and she wants back here, she's coming back here whether "they" say she can come or not."

Katarina: "Ok."

Craven: "She's outside the back door, right?"

::Katarina nods::

Katarina: "Yeah she is."

::Craven niods and quickly dials a number.::

Craven: "Rocket? Are you and Cindy here yet? Yeah, good. Meet me at the back door, I'm about to walk Katarina there. Her friend Sophia should be waiting there already. If they're not letting you guys in, text me back with x and we'll hurry to get ya in, cool? Cool, we'll meet ya there, Rocket."

Katarina: "Thank you for this Craven. Its nice to know that there are nice people in the world... Even if you are few and far between."

::Craven smiles as they start to the door. Just before arrival his phone goes off.::

Craven: "Rocket just sent an X."

Katarina: "They wont let her in?"

::Craven shrugs.::

Craven: "Oh, they're gonna let her in."

Katarina: "They will?"

::Craven nods as they open the door. Sophia, Rocket and Sin stand there with a security guy who is just not hearing it.::

Craven: "What's going on, guys?"

Security: "These three are trying to enter the building."

::Craven nods.::

Craven: "well, they are kind of with us."

Security: "I'm sorry sir, i was instructed not to let anyone not under contract in the building."

::Craven nods, looking almost amused.::

Craven: "Do you want me to have to work to change your mind?"

::The security guy starts to answer but then steps back. Rocket, Sin and Sophia walk passed him towards Katarina as Craven nods.::

Craven: "Thanks, Dude."

::He turns and walks back inside the door, joining the others.::

Craven: "told ya he'd let 'em in."

Katarina: "Would you have hurt him? If he hadnt?"

::Craven shakes his head.::

Craven: "No, but he didn't need to know that."

Katarina: "Ok."

::She turns to Sophia::

Katarina: "Glad you could make it Soph."

Sophia: "Well if it wasnt for this guy I cwouldnt have. Cheers bro."

Craven: "No problem."

::Katarina and Sophia both smile, as the scene fades out.::

Lula Davidson: "And now we come to the main event!”

Jason Chase: “And you have to wonder what kind of condition Bethany Kenyon is in after earlier tonight.”

::A short video clip shows once again the assault on Bethany at the hands of the Children which leave her almost unconscious on the floor of her locker room choked out by a belt as Jeszika raced in to check on her but found the Children already gone. After the clip played we go back to the announce table.::

Jason Chase: “Let us hope that the Children leave this match alone.”

Lula Davidson: "Why wouldn't they? They delivered their ultimatum and Joshua's true intentions for taking Melissa are now known. He wants Jeszika Gautier.”

Jason Chase: “And here's to hoping she is smart enough to refuse.”

Lula Davidson: "After watching what they can do, would you be?”

Jason Chase: “True enough.”

Jamie Hensley: “....This is your main event. Introducing first from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighting in at Four hundred and Seventy pounds. Fraser Freeman and The Silver Baron....The Sin City Knights!”

::The lights dim down, as It's Going Down slowly begins to play.::

"Watch them flee...
Watch them flee...
Watch them flee...
Hip hop hits!
And you do it like this!"

::A single backlight is seen pulsing, as Fraser Freeman and The Silver Baron, AKA The Sin City Knights, rise up from below the stage, along with their valets, Nicole and Jade.::

"It's going down (It's going down)
It's going down (It's going down)
It's going down (It's going down It's going down...)"

::Fraser Freeman then lifts his arm up into the air, before the four of them begin heading down to the ring. While Freeman seems to be heading in directly, the Silver Baron exchanges high fives with the nearby crowd, with the ladies following close behind.::

"It's going down
The rhythm project's 'round the next sound
Reflex the complex, hybrid dialect now
Detects the mesh of many elements compressed down
The melting pot of a super-futuresque style
The combination of vocal caress
With lungs the gasp for breath
From emotional stress
With special effects
And a distorted collage
Carefully lodged between beats of rhythmic barrage."

::Once they reach the ring, the ladies climb up and pose at the ropes, as Freeman climbs up the ring stairs, while Silver Baron slides into the ring. Freeman takes his tank top off, and both men climb up the ropes. Silver baron taps his chest twice with his sceptre, and both men raise their arms in the air.::

"It's going down
The logical progression on the timeline
The seperation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now it's going down
A logical progression on the timeline
The seperation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now it's going down."

Lula Davidson: "Like these two or not, they are a hell of a team.”

Jason Chase: “Unless of course they aren't on the same page.”

Lula Davidson: "True enough.”

Jamie Hensley: “And their opponents. Introducing first from New Orleans, Louisiana and weigthing in at One hundred and Forty pounds. She is 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 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. 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: "Well it doesn't look like the attack is hindering her.”

Jason Chase: “She could also simply not be giving them the satisfaction.”

Jamie Hensley: “....and her partner from Dublin, Ireland.....she is the reigning U.W.A. World Champion...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: "She seems like the same ol Aerynn to make.”

Jason Chase: “Yea, well I don't think Bethany has Nikki and Ashley out here this time for moral support. She may need help pulling Aerynn back.”

Lula Davidson: ".....You may be right.”

::It was Fraser and Bethany that start it off. Baron standing on the apron calmly and Aerynn stalking back and forth in her own. Bethany and Freeman meet in the center of the ring and exchange a quick handshake which gets a cheer from the crowd before they lock up. Fraser lunges forward but the smaller quicker Kenyon ducks under it and when Freeman turns around Beth rocks him with a hard right hand and then a second but Freeman blocks the third and throws a right of his own. Bethany however shows off that speed again as she ducks under it and ends up behind him to a huge pop from the crowd.::

Lula Davidson: "Showing off why she is a fan favorite here.”

Jason Chase: “She's quick, I will give her that.”

::Freeman actually grins when he turns around into a huge chop that bows the man's chest. With Fraser buckled Beth turns and runs into the ropes and comes back for a shoulder check, but she merely bounces off the bigger man and stumbles backwards. Freeman grins at Bethany now as she turns and runs to the ropes again.

This time when Beth runs for the ropes Freeman is right behind her and arches a big boot aimed for the smaller woman’s head but Bethany drops into a baseball slide only to pop up behind Fraser and keep running. By the time Freeman finishes the kick Bethany is there, already launched into a huge spear that takes Fraser behind his extended leg and drops him to a knee.::

Lula Davidson: "Good god she is fast!”

Jason Chase: “And that's why she is so dangerous.”

::Bethany moves to the kneeling Freeman and began to rain down hard forearms to the face with blinding speed. One barely finished before she begins to pull back for the next. It's like watching a piston as she rails off seven of eight of these hard lightning fast right hands and then she turns, rebounds off the ropes and drops into a drop kick that sends Freeman to his back and rolls into the cover.::




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BROKEN UP BY BARON!

Lula Davidson: "OH! So close!”

Jason Chase: “....And here comes Aerynn!”

::When Baron came into the ring to break up the pin Aerynn comes in herself. As Baron retreats to his corner she rushes across the ring and tackles him over the top rope where the two crash to the floor. The Champ mounts the pimp and begins to hammer him down with hard right hands.

Bethany climbs back to her feet and looks back toward her corner to find no Aerynn and looks around with a lifted brow. Fraser takes this time to climb up to a knee and when Bethany turns she walks right into a huge spine buster. Once the spine-buster was over Fraser rolls into the cover.::




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KICKOUT!

Lula Davidson: "Nice kick out by Bethany there.”

Jason Chase: “And Aerynn and Baron are still going at it on the floor.”

Lula Davidson: "....I don't know if I should be aroused or appalled by that.”

Jason Chase: “That's ma girl!”

::On the outside Baron had taken advantage of the situation and was whipping Aerynn across the floor but at the last second Aerynn leap and her feet cleared the steps and her foot caught Nicole square in the face and she goes down like a sack of bricks.

In the ring Fraser continues to control the match now as he pulls Bethany to her feet and whips her into the corner. When she returns she ducks under a clothesline and keeps going, but before she can really get any speed or momentum Freeman turns quickly and without warning and snaps off a spear that almost cuts the smaller woman in half.::

Lula Davidson: "Oh good god!”

Jason Chase: “I think she may be dead.”

Lula Davidson: "....Agreed.”

Jason Chase: “Freeman into the cover....”







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Lula Davidson: "Oh so close!”

Jason Chase: “And Beth is still a fighter!”

Lula Davidson: "And now the referee is going to check on Baron!”

Jason Chase: “He isn't hurt.....”

Lula Davidson: "But Nicole might be!”

::While the referee was on the other side of the ring Aerynn slides into the ring and when Freeman gets to his feet she launches herself at him.::

Jason Chase: “STALL 'N CRAWL!”

Lula Davidson: "....what is she doing!?”

Jason Chase: “I don't think she cares! And Beth has no idea!”

::Bethany lifts her head and finds Freeman on the mat and climbs to her feet. Fraser shakily climbs back to his feet and she arches her own back and kicks him square in the jaw and then drops into the cover.::






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THREE!

Lula Davidson: "Well I sure hope Aerynn is proud of herself!”

Jason Chase: “She seems to be!”

Jamie Hensley: “Here are your winners.....Bethany Kenyon and Aerynn Donnelly....”

::Silver Baron and Fraser Freeman are still assembled in the ring exchanging a few words between the two of them. All of a sudden the crowd begins buzzing as "The Violence" Vince Jones is spotted hopping the guard rail armed with his Louisville Slugger. He slips in the ring as Silver Baron and Freeman instantly turn around, tipped off by the sudden crowd noise. Vince hops to his feet and takes a wild swing for both of their heads with the baseball bat. They duck out of harm's way and slide out of the ring. Vince erupts with fury, kicking the bottom ring ropes, yelling, and pointing out at the two of them.::

Jason Chase: “Its ma maaain man vinny J in da house yo, kick der asses Vinny unleash da violence!

Lula Davidson: "Oh not the gangsta stich again Jason and come on the Knights were just in a war leave them alone!”

::Silver Baron and Freeman begin back tracking as Vince slowly begins pursuing them down the aisle with his baseball bat ready to strike. All of a sudden a large masked man comes running down the rampway armed with a steel chair followed by Reno Banks who is shouting orders to him.::

Lula Davidson: "Look out!”

Jason Chase: “Shitz about ta get real yo!”

::The masked man nails Silver Baron in the back with the chair, dropping him down on the floor face down. Freeman quickly whirls around but is immediately met by a chair shot to the head from the masked man, knocking him out cold.::

Lula Davidson: "Come on this is un called for!”

Jason Chase: “Hey you attack da violence you get met wit violence!"

::The masked man begins nailing both of them with chairshot after chairshot. Vince Jones joins the masked man as he rips off his mask revealing himself to be none other than Vince Jones' brother Keshawn Jones. The two of them dap each other up.::

Jason Chase: “Hey yo its my man KJ da Jones reunite yo!”

Lula Davidson: "Quit pretending you know who he is Jason! This is out of hand someone call security”

::He and Vince Jones immediately lift up Freeman and carry him out to the entryway and drop him at the edge of the stage. Vince Jones looks down at Freeman and begins yelling as Reno and Keshawn both vacate the premises. Vince slowly lifts the dazed Freeman and sets him up in a powerbomb position.:

Lula Davidson: "Noooo for the love of god dont do it Vince!”

Jason Chase: “Unleeeeash da pain!”

::He lifts him up and powerbombs the man straight off the stage leaving him in a heap, Freeman is out cold and looks seriously hurt.::

Lula Davidson: "Get the paramedics i think he killed him!”

::Vince Jones turns around as the three women of Arsenal and Aerynn comes charging at him and Bethany grazes him with kiss off to the face as he tries to duck out of the way. Aerynn Donnelly however looks on rather impassively.

Vince shrugs her presence off, flips them the middle finger, and slowly backtracks his way through the entrance as the EMTs arrive.::

Jason Chase: “Dats ma boy yo, show dat biatch whos boss!”

Lula Davidson: "Seriously, i'll give you money to stop talking like that.....”

Aerynn Donnelly and the EMTs hurry to the aid of Fraser Freeman who is still lying on the floor in a heap after the powerbomb off the stage, he still hasn’t moved and appears unconscious, Arsenal leans over him with a look of concern on their faces, while Aerynn still looks....unconcerned and as the UWA Logo flashes and the feed cuts to black.::