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[UWAStaff]

::The U.W.A. Logo flashes in the corner of the screen as the live stream of Mayhem began. The camera's first started with an outside shot of the auditorium and then to the live audience that cheers as the fireworks go off and we come to the anounce table.::

Lula Davidson: "Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Monday Night Mayhem! I am Lula Davidson and with me as always is Jason Chase and we are in the final stretch for Fearless!”

Jason Chase: “That's right. Tonight Jeszika Gautier sharpens her skills for Aerryn and the world title against Pauly O'Conner. Not to mention Brody faces off with our new Television Champion in a none title match.”

Lula Davidson: "Also new comer Sadistic faces off against J-Shades and Bob Brooks takes on Lacey Roberts.”

Jason Chase: “And the preistess of the Children of Nephilim faces Stalker Knight and Kyle Travis takes on the North American Champion, Vince Jones.”

Lula Davidson: "And in our main event the Tag Team Titles will be defended when The Sin City Knights takes on K.I.S.S.”

Jason Chase: “But Let's show you folks what happened just before we went live!”

::The feed shifted from the announce table to backstage, cameras are focused on the lot outside the arena's rear entrance just in time to hear the unmistakeable roar of motorcycles approaching. The reaction is mixed as the Dead Men ride into view, parking the bikes a little ways from the back doors and dismounting. Helmets left on the bikes and leather over their shoulders, the five men march toward the arena with purpose. Only one man, flanked by several others, dares to stem the tide.::

Samuel: "Gentlemen, I need a moment of your time."

::Shawn Crowe stops and stares down at Samuel, a brow raised as the others look amused in his wake. Shaking his head, the President of the club retorts.::

Shawn Crowe: "Neither of us want a problem, Samuel. But we know the Children are in there and we're going to cut a thick slice before we deal with them properly at Fearless."

Samuel: "I can't allow that. And these gentlemen behind me are going to enforce that if necessary. Olivier Georgio doesn't want one of his big matches ruined because neither side can hold its water. I'm under strict orders to bar the lot of you from the arena."

::The rest of the Dead Men look incredulously at one another, soon turning their glares on the security detail. These eight or so men hold their ground, arms folded, not wavering in the face of the bikers. Shawn seems to sense that his fellows are getting angrier by the second, perhaps because it's the same in his head, but keeps his attention on Samuel.::

Shawn Crowe: "Yet they're still in there. You knew we'd show up looking for blood. Explain that."

Samuel: "With all due respect, I don't have to explain anything to you since this isn't 'offical business' on your part. It won't be official until Fearless in two weeks, which means that if you try to force your way past us, we can and will press charges for trespassing and anything else we feel is appropriate. To answer your question, the Children are here because they ARE under contract and are accompanying the rest of their...group...in their matches."

Rory McCall: "So, what, you expect us to just pace around out here and wait? Because we will. Those guys ain't getting away from this arena tonight without taking an ass-whipping, Samuel, so how about you just let us get it over with now before you make the situation worse?"

Samuel: "Is that a threat?"

::The eyes of Antonio and Darius widen and they step forward as if to break through. Rory looks ready to do the same as Shawn stares a hole through the steadfast-yet-nervous Samuel. Oddly enough, it's Frederick who walks up first, gesturing toward Shawn as if to say that he has this one. He's barely the same size as Samuel as far as height goes but his scarred features add a sort of menace to his appearance. When he speaks, he does so quietly but with a certain thrust behind his words.::

Frederick Vance: "It either happens here or it happens somewhere that it can't be stopped, Samuel. We don't want to cause trouble for you or anyone, but..."

::He points to his face, almost snarling out the words.::

Frederic Vance: "...we OWE them. You'll still get your big match, but they need to HURT. You get me?"

::The sight of the man up close has Samuel looking a little concerned, but not enough to relent.::

Samuel: "I can't allow that. I suggest you find somewhere to watch the show away from this arena where you'll be less tempted to start something. If a brawl goes down with the lot of you anywhere around this place tonight, you'll all be taken to jail and possibly miss your match at Fearless. We don't want that and neither do you."

::Those words strike a nerve and Frederick steps back, furious but seeing the sense in those words. Shawn steps forward though, getting down in Samuel's face so there's no mistaking his message.::

Shawn Crowe: "Let it be known that I respect you for doing your job, Samuel. That isn't in question. We'll back off for now. But if you get in our way after this, you won't get another pass."

::He rises, jerking his head toward the still-warm hogs, addressing his companions.::

Shawn Crowe: "You heard the man. No fun till Fearless. Let's go."

::None of them, including the president, like the choice, but they have no recourse. They mount the hogs again and tear out of the parking lot. Samuel breathes a BIG sigh of relief as he turns to the security guards.::

Samuel: "Make sure there's no less than eight men at every entrance. I don't want the Dead Men getting IN or the Children getting OUT until the show's over. After that, they're the problem of the local police. Are we clear?"

Guard: "Yes, sir."

::Clapping the guard on the shoulder, Samuel makes his way back inside as the cameras turn back to the announce table at ringside.::

Lula Davidson: "Samuel putting his foot down to keep the match at Fearless going is what I like to see. The Children deserve a beating, no doubt about it, but the ink on the contract is barely dry. Let the world see it, I say."

Jason Chase: “I can't believe he backed those leather-wearing goons off. Gotta give the little guy credit. And now, for our first match!”

Jamie Hensley: “The following contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 156 pounds and hailing from the Bounds of Hell… this is MISTER SADISTIC!!!”

::The lights in the arena go out as the sound of screams echoes throughout. Pyros erupt from the stage of golden colors as Mr Sadistic makes his way to the ring noticing his fans in attendance. He hops up on the ring apron and raises his arms above his head giving the devil horns to anyone who's looking. He steps into the corner of the ring awaiting his opponent.::

Lula Davidson: "We’ve heard a lot about this guy...”

Jason Chase: “He’s definitely got the potential to be something very, very cool.”

Lula Davidson: "He does? But you usually don’t like anyone right off!”

Jason Chase: “He’s not just anyone, he’s Mr. Sadistic!”

Jamie Hensley: “And his opponent, weighing in at 238 pounds and hailing from the Forgotten Borough of Staten Island, New York… “Bad Boy” J-SHADES!!!”

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

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

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

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

Lula Davidson: "And the Bad Boy has arrived!”

Jason Chase: “Now Sadistic can show him how good it is to really be bad!”

Lula Davidson: "You think a guy nicknamed “Bad Boy” needs lessons in being bad?”

Jason Chase: “When the class is Pain 101, the instructor is always Mr. Sadistic!”

::The bell sounds and Mr. Sadistic wastes no time in punching J-Shades directly in the mouth. Shades staggers back against the ropes and sadistic runs at him, looking for a big clothesline. Shades ducks and elevates Sadistic as he comes in, launching him over the top rope. Sadistic plummets down and crashes to the cold, hard concrete floor below as the crowd grimaces at the sight of a smaller man landing like a piece of meat on a cutting board. Shades looks out at Sadistic and nods as he sees the man slowly starting to get up. Shades runs across the ring, rebounds off the opposite ropes and comes roaring back across the ring. Sadistic stumbles back to the floor, still discombobulated from the impact and Shades leaps over the top, coming down onto Sadistic with a swanton bomb on the floor.::

Crowd: “HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!”

::J-Shades pops up and poses, arms crossed, his hands under his armpits as he nods as if to a beat no one else can hear. The crowd cheers him and he turns around to face the now truly dazed and confused Mr. Sadistic. Shades pulls Sadistic to his feet and then throws him back against the guardrail. Sadistic hits the steel hard and grimaces from the impact. Shades climbs up onto the edge of the ring and steps away, nodding to the crowd again. He takes a couple of steps and then jumps, flipping towards Sadistic again. Sadistic moves out of the way and Shades smashes down back first across the steel, landing in a heap in the first row of the crowd. As Shades hangs across the steel in an involuntary spread eagle type position, Sadistic bashes him across the chest with a forearm from behind. Shades clutches at his chest and Sadistic hooks him for a front facelock. Sadistic picks him up for a suplex, steps back and brings Shades down hard across the steel again. Without releasing his grip, Sadistic snaps Shades off the steel to the floor with a wicked suplex.::

Lula Davidson: "My God, he just did slingshot suplex… off the steel onto the floor!”

Jason Chase: “I told you this could be cool...”

Lula Davidson: "THAT is what you meant?”

Jason Chase: “That… is just a bit of fun.”

::Sadistic pulls Shades back up and bounces him face first off the ring steps. Shades hits hard and falls to his knees. sadistic grabs him again and bounces him face first off the ringpost. Shades snaps back, bleeding from the eyebrow. Sadistic comes running in and hits a running knee strike that bounces Shades off the steel steps. Shades slumps forward and Sadistic gets him up into the ring. Sadistic climbs to the top and jumps off for a big leg drop. He rolls over and covers, hooking the leg.::

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FOOT ON THE ROPES!!!

Lula Davidson: "How has J-Shades survived?”

Jason Chase: “Blind luck!”

Lula Davidson: "Sadistic doesn’t look happy...”

Jason Chase: “We may have a little more fun in us yet, then!”

::Mr. Sadistic pulls Shades up and runs him face first into the top turnbuckle. Shades staggers back out of the corner and Sadistic runs into the corner, coming off with a spinkick that almost takes Shades’s head off. He covers, hooking the leg.::

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KICKOUT!!!

::Sadistic pounds the mat in frustration and starts up but Shades pulls him down into an inside cradle.::

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KICKOUT!!!

::Sadistic gets up and kicks Shades soccer style between the eyes. Shades flops to the mat, blood running down his face and Sadistic drops a big elbow. With the crowd on its feet, Mr. Sadistic pulls Shades up and runs him face first into the top turnbuckle again. Shades staggers back out of the corner and Sadistic bounces off the ropes, coming off running for his sick flip piledriver, Lights Out. Shades hits hard and slumps back to the mat where Sadistic covers, hooking both legs this time.

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Lula Davidson: "Shades hung in there but in the end...”

Jason Chase: “In the end, Mr. Sadistic was just too sadistic for him!”

Lula Davidson: "I suppose he was...”

Jason Chase: “You’re damn right he was!”

Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner, MR. SADISTIC!!!”

::When the camera shifted back from the ringside area it found Broderick Montgomery, but this time he wasn't stalking anyone, this time he was seated on a stack of crates, much like the earlier events he sat with his back against the wall.

As he sits there, Ashley Kenyon comes walking through a nearby door looking to have a moment alone. She steps out and finds Brody sitting there and almost immediately starts to turn away.::

Ashley: "Sorry, didn’t know this spot was taken..."

Brody: "An apology Ashley? Seems almost out of character."

::Brody leans forward and looks over at the retreating woman from under the shadows of the hood.::

Ashley: "You'd rather I just said, "Fuck you!" and stormed off?"

Brody: "There is the Ashley i have come to know and respect. The hot head."

::Brody then slid from the crates and dropped to the ground. Then he asked without any warning.::

Brody: "Has....he called?"

::She crosses her arms while looking down at her feet.::

Ashley: "No."

Brody: "Give it time, i am sure what i did was enough......"

::The tone said it all, he was prepared to do it again. Whatever was needed.::

Brody: "And i owe you an apology personally Ash. What i did to you that morning was rude, childish and disrespectful."

::Her head snaps up in shock.::

Ashley: "What?"

Brody: "What....did you think that i only said those things because i happened to be sleeping with Jeszika?"

::A faint little smirk touched his lips beneath the hood.::

Ashley: "I... just... never expected to hear anything about that again. Especially since Jezzy and Bethy don't like to talk about it with me."

Brody: "It's hard to discuss it with someone who hates me so much. They cannot help what happened anymore then i can. That's why i did what i did....you and Billy, you were partiers, but partiers party harder when they are stressed. This whole business with the children. it was made worse but me and what was happening i know Billy got worse because of it."

::Ashley nods.::

Ashley: "Heroin… scares me…"

Brody: "And i will become something that scares him. So he will have no choice. You get your man back, and he gets clean."

Ashley: "It looked like you did that pretty well."

Brody: "Be careful tonight. I doubt Jones will allow you to make it to the Pay Per View whole...and it would be Joshua's style to mess with one of you now."

::Brody then turns and slaps her gently on the shoulder and turns to leave Just then the door opens and Ashley’s older sister, Bethany Kenyon steps through the opening.::

Bethany: "Ash, are you…"

::She sees her sister and Brody both standing there and stops in her tracks.::

Bethany: "Whoa..."

::Brody stopped in mid step and turned his head to the side.::

Brody: "....We didn't kill one another. Promise."

Ashley: "He’s not lyin’ either. "

::Bethany nods.::

Bethany: "Thank you."

Brody: "Ashley, will you give us a second?"

::Ashley nods and walks up to the door.::

Ashley: "I’ll be in the room with Nikki…"

::Bethany nods as her sister walks back into the building.::

Brody: "So, i wanted to wish you luck tonight. You two deserve this shot."

Bethany: "Thanks."

Brody: "I'll warn you the same as i did your sister. Joshua is tricky and i wouldn't put it past him to target you or Ash. Keep your eyes open."

::He seemed, a bit held back now as they spoke. She nods, biting her lip.::

Bethany: "Did she ask why?"

Brody: ".....I don't think Ashley would need to. She knows Joshua....."

Bethany: "Yeah…"

::She pauses, clearly wondering if this is a good idea herself.::

Bethany: "Did she ask why where it concerns Billy and Carrie and you?"

::He took a moment and looked down the hallway one way and then the other and then turned to face her.::

Brody: "....No, i think the apology took her by surprise. Has she contacted you?"

Bethany: "Yes."

Brody: "And?"

Bethany: "We're talking, trying..."

Brody: "Good. So do me one favor in return?"

::Brody closed the distance between them and looked down at her.::

Brody: ".....When i face Joshua.....turn your television in the locker room off. I don't want you to see it."

::Bethany stares at him for a second before nodding.::

Bethany: "Okay."

Brody: "Good."

::Brody then reached up and gently patted the side of her head and then turned and tried to head off.::

Bethany: "Brody..."

::He stops and turns his head to look back at her.::

Brody: "Yea B?"

Bethany: "Thank you."

::It was hard to tell from the hood, but did he look....sad? A faint little nod and he turned and headed off. He has hunting to do. We cut to another section of the backstage, where we see Stephanie Miller, with Lacey Roberts beside her.::

Stephanie Miller: “Stephanie Miller here with Lacey Roberts. How are you doing?”

Lacey Roberts: “I'm fine. Spoiling for a fight though.”

Stephanie Miller: “that's right, you haven't had a match in a couple shows.”

Lacey: “Don't remind me Steph.”

Stephanie Miller: “Regardless, you're in a match tonight against Bob Brooks. And as we all saw, he had some...interesting things to say about you.”

Lacey Roberts: “Interesting for you. Fact he wants to attempt to strip me down for his own personal pleasure...that's normal. That's the effect i have over him, and almost every man. Alot of women as well. To bad that for them, it's only a fantasy, because no mere mortal has the right to all of me.”

Stephanie Miller: “What about the Silver Baron?”

Lacey Roberts: “A choice.”

Stephanie Miller: “okay. Well inspite of that, do you have anything to say in regard to Bob Brooks?”

Lacey Roberts: “now that you mention it, I do. See Bob...A peon like you, is hardly worth the effort. But you might just surprise me yet, but nobody's counting on it. But this...lack of a fight in a while...it's gotten me a bit bloodthirsty. So don't be surprised if you walk away bleeding and witha broken arm. Once I'm done though, I have other things, that must be taken care of.”

Stephanie Miller; “Oh, like what?”

Lacey Roberts: “Like the fact that management can't see how valuable I am. If they did, things would have been different at Raising Hell. But that's a thing of the past. Once Brooks is done, I'll get whatever the hell I am. Because simply put Steph...what the devil's little sister wants, the devil's little sister takes!”

::Lacey begins to chuckle, as she walked away from Stephanie Miller, effectively ending the backstage interview. The Cameras shift to Jason and Lula at ringside between matches as the show comes back from backstage.::

Lula Davidson: "Welcome back, fans. Earlier tonight, you saw as the Dead Men were denied access to the arena. Word is they've gone to one of the local watering holes to watch the show from a distance tonight."

Jason Chase: “How the hell would you know that? I'm supposed to be the one with inside information, aren't I?!"

::Lula looks amused by Jason's irritation.::

Lula Davidson: "Because Samuel sent a camera to follow them to make sure that they didn't try anything after he sent them away."

::It isn't hard to pick them out as they sit at the bar of B. Ryder's Sports Bar right there in Bakersfield, each man with an adult beverage before them. One of the televisions is tuned in to Mayhem and their eyes are on the action. Most of the other patrons are either giving them a wide berth or not paying attention.::

Jason Chase: “Good. They're keeping their distance. Guess they do understand simple commands."

Lula Davidson: "More like they don't want to ruin their chances to get hold of the Children at Fearless."

::Cameras cut quickly to highlights of K.I.S.S. and the Sin City Knights are shown to help hype tonight’s UWA World Tag Team Championship match. When the scene comes back to the announce table, Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown are seated at the announce table with Kyle Travis standing beside them, just watching.::

Krown: “Hey, look at us! We get to announce again. What a great honor.”

Murphy: “Sure we’d rather be wrestling, but this is just as good. I mean all the training and trying to uphold our family names clearly means nothing as long as we get to be here, calling a match we care nothing about.”

Krown: “We’re so lucky, lucky, lucky to know we wasted so much effort in a feud of the year candidate to be here, doing a job we don’t care about to remind people we work here because UWA clearly doesn’t care about the tag team division.”

::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.::

Jamie Hensley: “From Toronto, Ontario, Canada, Lacey Roberts!”

"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!"

Murphy: “And here comes a woman who thinks Sons of Anarchy is a reality show.”

Krown: “She’s pissed because Bob Brooks told her it was the final season and that’s why these two are here fighting.”

::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)"

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

Jamie Hensley: “And her opponent is from Hollywood California, and weighs 215 pounds, “Photographer” Bob Brooks.”

Murphy: “He takes pictures, but what he really wants to do is use the TV cameras. Or shoot Playboy.”

Krown: “And this idiot gets a match…and has had a title shot.”

::The referee calls for the opening bell and the two competitors circle each other before locking up. Lacey opens early with an armbar, trying to establish control. She wrenches his arm. Bob manages to counter out of it and connects with a standing dropkick.::

Murphy: “I can’t help feel Lacey could have saved us all time and effort by running Bob over in the parking lot.”

Krown: “But then we wouldn’t be out here calling the bathroom break match.”

::Lacey gets to her feet, only to be taken down again with a swinging neckbreaker. Brooks goes for a pinfall attempt, but Lacey is able to kick out before the referee can get into position and even make a count.::

Murphy: "........"

Krown: “......."

::Krown and Murphy share a laugh like what they said was the funniest thing ever and Lacey manages to get back to her feet and avoid the standing dropkick attempt from Brooks. Going on the attack, Lacey connects with a standing dropkick of her own and then follows with a snap suplex.::

Murphy: “......"

Krown: “......"

::It's about now that the two realize their microphones have been muted and Krown and Murphy are shown speaking heatedly to one another as Lacey rolls through, hoisting Brooks up and taking him down with another snap suplex and then rolling on top for a pin attempt.::

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Kickout!

::Lacey gets to her feet, readying herself as Brooks starts to get up and attempts to lock in a full nelson. Brooks manages to fight out of the hold and connects side Russian legsweep. He gets back to his feet drops a fist down on Lacey.

Brooks shoots Lacey into the ropes. He goes for another standing dropkick, but Lacey is able to catch the ropes. She catches Brooks with a running DDT, driving his head into the mat and going for the pin.::

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Kickout!

::As Brooks is shown getting slowly to get back to his feet Krown and Murphy toss their headsets to the table and storm up the ramp and toward the back. Lacey catches him with a small package.::

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::Both wrestlers manage to get to their feet. Lacey shoots Brooks into the ropes, but he holds on and reverses, dumping her over the top rope. Lacey manages to catch herself and attempts to shoot herself into the ring with a springboard lariat.

The highrisk maneuver does not pay off however as Brooks has the move scouted. He manages to avoid the hit and takes Lacey down with a running bulldog. This time, he goes for the cover.::

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Shoulder up!

::Bob picks Lacey up off the mat, but she starts to fight back, shooting him into the ropes. However, and unfortunately for Lacey, Bob is able to counter with a tornado DDT, driving Lacey’s head into the mat.::

Moving her near the corner, Brooks pulls himself up and goes for his split-legged moonsault. However, all he catches are knees as he lands on Lacey’s knees and bounces off.

Managing to get to her feet, Lacey shoots the ropes and goes for the Anarchy Stomp. This time, however, it is Boob Brooks that counters, forcing Lacey to stagger a bit as she lands and which also allows him to connect with the P.S.D. from a standing position. He hooks the leg for the cover.::

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::Bob Brooks rolls off Lacey and out of the ring. The referee slides out of the ring and raises Brooks’ arm. Brooks walks over to the camera to get a quick picture of him after the victory and then picks he camera and equipment up, raising them in the air as he starts to the back. Ragnarok exits the ringside area through the crowd allowing Lula and Chase to reclaim there spot.

In the locker room area, Amy Zing is show stretching for her match with Broderick Montgomery III. She stops and looks at the TV Championship on a chair behind her. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. Exhaling slowly, she opens her eyes and picks up the title. She then exits the room. On a split screen, K.I.S.S. and the Sin City Knights are shown strategizing for their match.

The camera quickly shifts from the two teams to the backstage where Krown and Murphy followed by Kyle Travis are stalking through the bar and clearly pissed off. That is until they come around the corner and find themselves face to face with President Oliver Georgio and a host of security.::

Krown: "Is this show doing so badly you can't even get a halfway decent idiot working in the audio truck?!"

Murphy: "We knew it was bad, but damn."

Oliver: "Oh, he's working it just fine. I told him to turn the headsets off."

Krown: "YOU DID WHAT?!"

Murphy: "How dare you! Do you know who we are?!"

Oliver: "No one cares who you are. Now, it's your turn to listen. Commentary is a privlage not a right and i let you do it becuase people find you two funny, but if you two wish to do nothing but put down my title, and bitch about how unfair i am being, then please do so in your promotional videos. Every single time you use MY matches to promote your own verbal darriherea i will mute the head sets again."

::Oliver then looks behind the two to Kyle Travis and smiles.::

Oliver: "You have a match, i would get prepared for it....oh and if you even THINK about assaulting one of my employees i will ban you from the arena at Fearless and leave Sang Real to face The Sin City Knights in a handicap match AND forbid you from holding a title in U.W.A. until i wish to change my mind."

::Oliver turned to leave as the three men fumed at this statement only to turn and look behind him.::

Oliver: "Did you three really think after the last five months and what Aerynn Donnelly did....i would take this lying down? You wanna act like children....i'll be yur daddy."

::The camera switched back to the ringside area and Jamie Hensley in the ring.::

Jamie Hensley: “This match is a none title match and scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from San Fransico, California and weighting in at one hundred and twenty pounds. She is the reigning U.W.A. Television Champion. Amy Zing!”

::As the opening chords of "Unstoppable" by Fozzy feat. Christie Cook 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.::

One mind can beat a million
One chance is all I need
I will complete this mission
Damn you I will succeed

::The lyrics begin and Amy Zing comes running out of the entrance way. She runs to one end of the entrance stage, then to the other with the UWA Television Championship around her waist. 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.::

"You'll never break me
I'm unstoppable
You'll never break me
I'm unstoppable"

::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 removes the title from her waist and takes off her t-shirt, which she then tosses to the crowd. She holds up the championship.::

"Away from the prize
Because in my eyes
I can do anything
Now watch me rise"

::Holding the title against her chest, Amy suddenly back flips off the turnbuckle and lands in the ring where she then raises the championship for the cheering crowd to see. She hands the title to the referee and then unwraps the ribbon on her arm and uses it to tie her hair into a ponytail as she waits for the match to begin.::

Lula Davidson: "I really like this woman. She is upbeat and good spirited. I really do.”

Jason Chase: “That makes one of us.”

Lula Davidson: "you don't really like anyone.”

Jason Chase: “True story.”

Jamie Hensley: “And her opponent from Las Vegas, Nevada, he is The Lost one....Broderick Montgomery!”

::The lights of the arena fade to darkness as the Tron shows a leather clad and hooded Brody standing on a lonely two lane highway in the dead of head with his head down. The sky above black as the leather on his back and the hood up shadowing his face. The image flashed once and then disappeared, replace by the words "The Lost One." and the strumming of a guitar begins with a slow methodical clap matching it.::

"When everything has turned to black.
You don't know where to go.
You need something to justify your soul.
Silences are broken. Confidence is gone.
When everything your holding onto falls."

::The guitar continues as its on as images flash across the tron. Images of Aerynn and the war with The children. Of his own brutal treatment and of Jeszika and Melissa. Telling a simple story. I stand alone. As the words pick up again the leather and hood clad Broderick walks through the curtain slowly.::

"All the people selling truth's
on every corner now.
They wait until the fear has knocked you down.
All the rules are changing now.
Your living in sin.
Everything around you’s cavin in.
And all your holding onto is slipping
like water through your hands....yes."

::As the song goes into it's "You sing La, La, La, La, La" over and over again Brody begins to make his way down the ramp way and up the stairs to enter the ring. Once he gets into the ring Brody stops just in the center with the black light strobbing around him and the woman singing his song to the thousands of cheering fans.::

"Far off in the distance.
somewhere you can't see.
Alligences have formed your destiny."
Opposition all around. Feeding off your soul.
Trying hard to swallow up your hope.
And the demons all around you
waiting for you to sell your soul....."

Lula Davidson: "I don't know if I would call this man deranged or heroic.”

Jason Chase: “For what, his personal war with Joshua McBride?”

Lula Davidson: "Yea.....”

Jason Chase: “How about Suicidal?”

::Brody and Amy both come to the center of the ring and shake hands briefly before the bell rings and the match begins. The two lock up the second the bell rings and the bigger Brody backs Amy into the ropes leans into her and whips her across the ring. The two think the same thing as Amy hits the ropes to springboard off them, but Brody comes in behind her and seeing her hit the ropes drops into a slid and drops to the floor on the other side.

Amy back flips and lands in the middle of the ring only to find Brody on the floor and looking up at her with that cocky little smirk. Amy turns and then runs to the opposite ropes only to return and leap over the top rope. Brody quickly slides back into the ring and Amy lands on her feet outside the ring and spins around to find Brody in the ring grinning down at her. And Amy cannot help but grin back.::

Lula Davidson: "Looks like they each found someone as quick as they are.”

Jason Chase: “This should prove interesting.”

::Brody backs up to the far ropes as Amy slides back into the ring and the two take off to meet dead center of the ring. Brody leaps into the air for a dropkick but Amy drops to her knees and slides only to pop up again as Brody lands on his stomach and looks up at the grinning Amy as he nods his head in respect.

Brody climbs back to his feet and the two take off running again and Brody shifts like he aims another dropkick and Amy again drops to her knees to slid, but Brody then leaps and extends his knee driving the point into her face.::

Lula Davidson: "OH! What a knee!”

Jason Chase: “That's all she wrote.”

::Amy collapses to the mat and Brody drops into the cover.::




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::Brody looks up in disbelief and spins around to verify with the referee but as he turns Amy grabs him but the pants and rolls him over her and onto his shoulders.::





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REVERSE!

::Brody is able to shift his weight and turn her back to her back with him on his side.::





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KICKOUT!


::Brody slowly pulls Amy to her feet by the hair and whips her into the corner, only for her to turn the whip around and send him hard into the turnbuckle. Brody slams into the turnbuckle and drops to his backside on the mat. Amy quickly runs to the turnbuckle and shifts into a handstand on the turnbuckle only to come down and drive both knees into Brody's chest.::

Lula Davidson: "Ouch, looks like it hurt.”

Jason Chase: “Wouldn't mind her getting that close to me.”

Lula Davidson: "Only if she can hurt you, then I’d be okay with it.”

Jason Chase: “......”

::Amy backs out of the corner and waits for Brody to come crawling out and climb back to his feet. As he does Amy leaps into the air, looking Fenghuang kick, but Brody ducks quickly having it well scouted and when the woman lands back on her feet turns and back flips into a kick of his own.

With Amy down on her knees and climbing back to her feet Brody runs to the ropes and leaps into the air, planting his foot behind her head and driving her face into the mat.::

Jason Chase: “RUINS OF VALHALLA!”

Lula Davidson: "Can he do it?!”

::Brody slides into the cover.::




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Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner....Broderick Montgomery!”

Lula Davidson: "That's all she wrote!”

Jason Chase: “I expected more somehow......”

Lula Davidson: "....Well, that's what we got, and I enjoyed it!”

::We cut to backstage, namely inside inside the Sin City Knights dressing room. The Silver Baron, Quentin “Razor” Sharpe and Craven seem to be standing in their own respective worlds, each readying himself for his particular role for the evening. The Girls were seen talking to each other.

Craven sits on a bench wishing he was either back home with his injured girlfriend, Skylar Hansen, or just too stoned to care. Sharpe is doing a split between two chairs, seemingly meditating himself into his perfect fighting space while Baron sits near the door, anxiously waiting for the time he can get to the main event match, and back to the business of the Pleasure Dome.::

Silver Baron: Sharpe. “I hope you're ready for tonight.”

Quentin Sharpe: “do you really doubt me?”

Silver Baron: “Not at all, but sad as it is, K.I.S.S is no pushover. We do whatever it takes to win. And I do mean whatever it takes.”

::Both Craven and Sharpe turn their heads to the Silver Baron, and nod. Sharpe then begins to do his last of his meditation stretch. But just as Sharpe finishes his stretching and gets off the chairs, all three men’s phones go off. They all check their respective phone and accept the message.::

Craven: “All 3 at the same time?the hell is this?”

::On each screen, the same video begins to play showing Ragnarok in what appears to be a motel room well beneath their collective means. A knock on the door signals Gabriel Krown to step forward and glance through the peephole. he nods, smirking as he opens the door to welcome a young lady into their midst. Krown steps back from the door to show the camera that the woman is none other than a young professional alternately known as Miss Mercy, Mercedes Graves and Brittany Conway depending on whether or not she’s working that night at the Baron’s Pleasure Dome. Kyle Travis and Connor Murphy welcome her into the room, Krown closing the door behind her.::

Gabriel's voice: “We're gonna have some real fun Brenda.”

::Everyone in the room was really digusted by what they were watching. Jade ad Nicole backed away suddenly. Without warning, the violence starts and in the dressing room, the UWA camera captures the sight of Sharpe looking up, knowingly as Baron almost throws his phone in rage while Craven’s eyes are glued to his screen. Baron’s eyes burn with an old, yet nearly unfiltered rage as loudly yells, and starts to look for something to smash. Sharpe moves in closer grabs the Silver Baron, his hands resting up on Baron's shoulders in a calming manner.::

Quentin Sharpe; “Calm down Baron. We don't need another episode so soon.”

::The Silver Baron glares at Sharpe, almost daring him to try anything. A minute later, the Silver Baron nods, before chuckling seemingly out of nowhere. He nods again and turns, walking from the room leaving Sharpe standing there, looking partially relieved. The camera pans back away from Sharpe to find Craven staring at the screen still, in his eyes a distant rage being held in check somehow despite the sights they behold.::

Craven: “How the fuck can you tell him to be calm now?!”

Quentin Sharpe: “It's for all of our sakes. However, after seeing that, even with the name wrong, They've done more, then cross the line.”

Craven: “You're damn right. But wrong name as well? C'mon. How stupid are they?”

Quentin Sharpe: “I usually don't say it, but they are extremely idiotic. Ricky....I think it's time for the Last Resort.”

Craven: “Really?”

Quentin Sharpe: “Yes. If we see them, they're gonna pay. But come Fearless, nothing, will save them.”

Craven: “I couldn't agree more. But...shouldn't we see how Baron's doing?”

Quentin Sharpe. “We should.”

::The two members of the Sin City Knights and the escorts, walk out of their dressing room, and quickly look for their stable mate. And the camera's shift to another section of the backstage area. This time it's the locker room of The Children of Nephilim. Maiko is getting ready for her match and Joshua is lounging in the corner surrounded by his disciples.::

Joshua: “Man. Is flawed. Weak by nature. It is the nature of the world that the weak are ruled by the strong. You see, our Master has taught us that the weak submit, and the strong take what they want. Don't they Priestess?”

::Maiko froze and a visible shutter ran through her body.::

Miako: “....Oh do they.....”

Joshua: “....You see Children? My Priestess understands. She knows the touch of the Lord. That which hides in the dark and speaks in holy whispers.”

Ramiel: “Holy.....”

Ananiel: “Whispers!”

::The two men nod their heads firmly in agreement but Joshua lifts a hand and they fall silent.::

Joshua: “But only the worthy may hear the whispers. It is our job....our sacred holy duty to expose these filthy none believers to the true path to enlightenment.”

Ananiel: “The true.....”

Ramiel: “....Path to truth!”

Sariel: “....to mercy.”

Maiko: “....to blissful torment.”

Joshua: “Now. Gentlemen. You know what to do.”

::Ananiel and Ramiel nod and turn leading the children from the room. Once they left the room however a voice sounded. Sounding much like Ananiel but speaking normally.::

Ananiel: “FATHER, COME QUICKLY!”

::Joshua jumped quickly to his feet and rushed to the doors only for the door to slam back into him as he began to open it. Joshua staggered back and slammed into the wall. When he stumbled forward it wasn't a crowbar that slammed into his head, a collapsible police issue baton.

The baton slams into Joshua's face busting him open and dropping him to the floor. Maiko jumped off the bench where she was finishing securing her boots only to send up with the point resting under her chin with a hooded Brody on the other side.::

Brody: “....It's time for the violence.....and I think I owe you....so don't make me hurt you.”

Maiko: “Do you really think your gonna get away with this?”

Brody: “...Not really, just consider this notice.”

Miako: “Of what?!”

Brody: “.....Game on.”

::Maiko only smiled her vicious little smile as Brody backed out the door again and then the door slammed shut and Maiko knelt with her lord and savior and the camera shifted back to the arena proper.::

Lula Davidson: "Well, looks like the war has finally started."

Jason Chase: “Shoots fired Lula. Shoots, fired."

Jamie Hensley: “The following non title match, is scheduled for one fall."

"BRACE YOURSELF FOR THE MAIN EVENT!!!"

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

Jamie Hensley: “Introducing First. From New York City. Weighing in at 269 pounds. He is the UWA North American champion. VINCE JONES!"

Lula Davidson: "Vince Jones is set to face off against the former North American champion, Kyle Travis, in this match."

Jason Chase: “Yeah and Kyle never got an actual rematch, so really, this SHOULD be a title match."

::"Paint it Black" by the London Symphony Orchestra plays over the arena. Kyle Travis climbs down stairs as the move through the crowd. Travis has his crowbar in hand. Travis jumps over the barricade and then climbs the stairs and walks along the apron before he steps into the ring. Moving to the center of the ring, Travis raises the crowbar into the air. The Referee takes the crowbar, as Travis shoots the ropes, then stalks around the ring like a predator.::

Jamie Hensley: “From Calgary Alberta Canada. Weighing in at 230 pounds. Kyle Travis."

Lula Davidson: "Speaking of, Kyle and Sang Real, AKA Ragnarok, will be facing against the collective force that is the Sin City Knights, at Fearless."

Jason Chase: “They should have given Sang Real a title match if they wanted to avoid the mess that's been made."

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

"You see my swag

Now you wanna come and give me all this drag

I think you better back (back)

Because my hand is itching to give you a smack"

::The Silver Baron rises up from beneath the stage, alone. Once fully risen up, he looks around, before he looks at the ring, and laughs::

"What's your name again Jack?

It's the end of the road ain't no turning back

Don't let the fly taste fool you

Matter fact it's about time that I school you

Don't worry I'm not in a hurry

I don't even wanna get my fresh gear dirty

A little birdie chirped of your flurry

Now I must nip it or better yet bury"

::The Silver baron begins to casually walk to the ring, occasionally reaching over to slap hands with some of the fans, along with a bit of flirting to some of the ladies.::

"Your entity look at me while I'm talking

I heard you lurking or was it even stalking

My program thinking you're the man in the place

Now it's about time you catch a hand to the face"

::Once he's near the ring, Kyle Travis begins to talk smack to the Silver Baron. The Silver Baron ignores this, as he raises his right hand up, outstretched. He goes over to where the announce team is.::

"Look Pimpin' I ain't playing

In a minute you're gonna be laying

On the ground I ain't messing around

My city, my rules, my money, my town
Look Pimpin' I ain't playing

In a minute you're gonna be laying

On the ground I ain't messing around

My city, my rules, my money, my town."

::The Silver Baron looks and sees Kyle Travis's crowbar, and picks it up, much to the pleasure of the crowd. Kyle Nearly loses it, but the Silver Baron smirks, showing he has all the weapons now. He then goes to the announce table.::

Jason Chase: “What the fuck are you doing here?"

Silver Baron: "Lula, are you paid well enough to constantly have to listen to this -beep- gagger?"

Lula Davidson: "Sometimes I wonder."

Jason Chase: “You have no business here Baron."

Silver Baron: "Quit acting like a bitch chase. Matter of fact, get the fuck outta here, before I pimp smack your face to the ceiling!"

::Relucantly, Jason Chase, obliges, and get up from the commentary desk. The Silver Baron sits down, and puts on his own headset.::

Lula Davidson: "it seems as though I am being joined by the Silver Baron. How are you?"

Silver Baron: "Okay, but will be great after Fearless. Now let's watch this shit."

::The bell is rung as the two pace around the ring, with the lighter of the two Travis, taking a run up to his opponent, hitting a clothesline in an attempt to take Jones off his feet. But Jones kept on his feet, with Travis hitting himself off the ropes and trying for a second clothesline with the same result, Travis hit off the ropes for a third time with Jones slamming him down to the mat with a very strong jump clothesline. Travis wasn’t on the mat for long, as he went back on the charge.::

Lula Davidson: "Kyle Travis trying to take Jones down in the opening moments of this match"

Silver Baron: "He's a persistent little shit, isn't he?"

::Jones still holding control over the match in the early going, as Travis used all of his speed to attack. Travis ran off the ropes again, being more determined than ever as he used his momentum to connect with a Running Enziguri to hit Jones down to one knee. With Jones temporarily down, Travis jumped onto the second rope as he tried to hit another enziguri, but Jones jumped up in time, catching Travis before Travis was slammed down to the mat. Travis still lying on the mat as Jones went for a submission hold, but just as Jones went for an armbar, Travis crawled away reaching the ropes to allow a breather.::

Lula Davidson: "Travis Scurries out of the way just in time."

Silver Baron: "Only a little bitch like himself could believe his own hype. And it's shit like this is why i can't wait to pimp smack him around the ring, come Fearless."

Lula Davidson: "Be nice, please?"

Silver Baron: "No can do Lula. After all he's done, I was almost tempted to let Vince have a free win. But I'm not quite that nice to Jones either."

::Travis left the ring for the time being to recover some energy as Jones followed him; taking a little run up, but Travis hit the drop toe hold with the big man dropping face first into the ring mat. Travis then saw this as his opportunity to take over the match, jumping onto the ring apron and hitting the double sledge to the back of Jones. Travis jumped onto the apron for a second time going for a hurracanrana but like earlier in the match Jones was able to catch Travis, slamming him down with a powerbomb. Jones then picked up the body of Travis placing him back into the ring, but Travis’s head was left exposed over the ring apron, as Jones dropped his huge elbow over Travis’s neck region with Travis rolling around the ring in pain. Jones stepped onto the ring apron as he slowly entered the ring with Travis still down. Jones waited as Travis rose, only to be met with a big boot to the face which saw Travis smacked into the turnbuckle pad.::

Lula Davidson: "Vince Jones in full control."

Silver Baron: "Well at lest with Jones, he is able to back his actions up."

::Jones then placed Travis onto the pad, as he rose to the second rope, trying to hit a superplex, but Travis wasn’t budging. Travis was able to kick Jones away and hit a crossbody, but Jones rolled through for the first pinfall of the match.::

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Lula Davidson: "Close one. Umm...what are you doing Baron?"

Silver Baron: "huh? Oh sorry...was thinking how hot you might look in a thong."

Lula Davidson: "Oh? Well I think I look good in one. But pay attention to the match!"

Silver Baron: "Arlight alright. Jeez this is what I get for trying to make a compliment"

::Travis was able to get his shoulder up after the 2 count, with Jones picking up Travis and hitting the scoop slam and then a legdrop. Jones then picked up Travis, trying to slam him back down to the mat, but Travis crawled off the shoulder of Jones to hit a reverse DDT, but Jones was only hit to one knee, as Travis hit himself off the ropes for another Running Enziguri as Jones fell to the mat. Travis not waiting around, as he tried to apply the Sleeper hold, but Jones was too near the ropes. He grabbed them, which forced Travis to break.::

Lula Davidson: "By the way, what was that video you guys were watching."

Silver Baron: "something that the eunuch that is Kyle Travis did. Mad that he and Sang Real did it, but it also showed how ignorant those guys are. Can't even get the girls name right! But seriously, how low those fucken -beep- gaggers went because they wanted something they didn't, and will never fucken deserve, by hospitalizing one of my girls!"

::Both men rose to their feet as they went for the collar-bone tie-up as Jones easily took the advantage as he threw Travis to the mat, but Travis was back up and running at a fast pace striking Jones with a flying clothesline which only startled him, but he stood still moments later. Travis then took another run up, this time hitting the Spinning Wheel Kick as Jones was rocked, but not down. Travis went for a final run up, hitting Jones with a strong Wheel kick as Jones fell over the ropes, and Travis threw Jones’s entire body over to give himself some breathing space.::

Silver Baron: "Well, the cock gagging legend actually did something productive in this match."

Lula Davidson: "As much as I am offended by Travis, that was a solid offense."

::Jones then made it to his feet with Travis thinking he’d have a bigger breather, as Travis catapulted himself using the ropes as he hit Jones with a suicide dive., as both men were laid out on the mat outside. Travis was the first to his feet as Jones slowly made it back to his feet. Travis then jumped onto the announcer’s table and he hit Jones with a clothesline, but once again Jones was only rocked. Travis then jumped onto the ring apron and then the second rope, calling for a big move, but Jones manage to catch Travis mid-air and slam him down, Travis’s head missing the announcer’s table by a mere inches. Jones then took the body of Travis and placed him back into the ring, as he went for a pinfall.::

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::Travis was able to shoot his hand up after a long two count, with Jones a tad frustrated at not finishing off Travis.::

Lula Davidson: "and the match continues!"

Silver Baron: "Dammit! Was so close to leaving a dent in his skull with his own fucken crowbar!"

Lula Davidson: "That would have given him a disqualification win though."

Silver Baron: "It would be totally worth it!"

::Jones then rose to his feet, picking up Travis at the same time, smacking him with a Lariat as Travis flew through the air, with Travis down again he slammed his foot firmly into the chest of Travis, with Travis rolling around in pain once again. Jones then stood near the ropes, with Travis holding his stomach whilst rising, only to be met with a kick to the stomach and then a DDT as the entire ring shook with the impact. Jones tried to end the match as he went for the Sweet Dreams, But Travis umanaged to get out by reaching the ropes immediately. Travis managed to exit the ring, before Jones could inflict anymore damage. But like earlier in the match, Jones followed Travis, reaching him with a boot to the mid-section as Travis fell to his knees. Then Jones picked up Travis, followed by walking up the ramp as he ran at full pelt, hitting a spear into the side of the ring, with Travis’s face showing extreme agony from the attack.::

Lula Davidson: "Wow. What a spear!"

Silver Baron: "Inspite of Freeman not being the victor in the war, Vince has consistently showed why he's a legitimate champion, for the time being."

::Jones then stood over his fallen opponent, before smacking him with a legdrop, as Travis tried to crawl away from the attack, but Jones easily caught up with him. The seconds pass as Jones increases his hold over the match with Travis still down on the outside, Jones inflicting onto his lower body and stomach region with kicks, punches and elbow drops. Jones placed Travis into the ring, before placing himself onto the second rope, flying through the air as he tried for a knee drop, but Travis was able to move out of the way, Jones slamming his knee onto the mat, but he was back up moments later.::

Silver Baron: "When has the legendary choker been able to do this?"

Lula Davidson: "This is unusual of Travis, but I guess he's trying to win this match smart."

Silver Baron: "Take it from me, he's not."

::Travis held onto his stomach in the centre of the ring, with Jones trying to harm him. Travis was able to block most of Jones’s attacks, but the sheer power of Jones made it hard for Travis to block everything, with some kicks harming his lower body, but Travis was able to hit a few attacks himself on the knees of the big man. And with his persistent, Travis was able to get Jones to one knee and then both knees with chop block after chop block. Travis was then able to hit a kick to the side of Jones’s face which totally floored the big man, as Travis rose to the top rope, hitting an Elbow drop, but he wasn’t done, jumping to the top rope again, this time connecting with a normal legdrop as he went for the pinfall.::


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::Jones was able to kick out and threw Travis with extreme velocity as Travis was thrown halfway across the ring.::

Lula Davidson: "Whoa! What strength!"

Silver Baron: "Excuse this interruption, but we're now scheduled for an appropriate reaction. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Fuck that was hilarious!"

Lula Davidson: "...and now back to the match."

::Both men then rose to their feet, as Travis charged at Jones only to be met with a European Uppercut but that never stopped Travis, as he became enraged and focused, smacking Jones with right hook, followed by many more right hooks as a large bruise developed under the eye of the challenger as Travis began to take control, for only it to be taken with a Lariat that sent Travis flying. Travis jumped back to his feet, and ran at full pelt, meeting the chest of Jones with a dropkick that sent the Jones into the turnbuckle. Travis then charged at Jones hitting him with an elbow to the mid-section, but Travis stopped for moment, holding onto his hurt chest, which gave Jones time to recover. He then walked towards Travis, hit him with a knee smash, the turned him around and hit the Silencer!::

Lula Davidson: "Vince Jones with the Silencer!"

Silver Baron: "It's done it's job for the moment. To bad it's not permanent."

::Vince goes for the pinfall.::

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::The bell rings, signalling the match is over. The Referee raises Vince Jones's arm up in victory.::

Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner. The UWA North American Champion. VINCE JONES!"

Lula Davidson: "what a match. Travis was quite the quick shot."

Silver Baron: "That's what they all said."

Lula Davidson: "But that wasn't enough, and couldn't get the job done."

Silver Baron: "That's especially what they all said."

Lula Davidson: "Oh shush."

Silver Baron: "Being honest. But overall, was a good match, and the right person won."

Lula Davidson: "I thought you didn't like Vince either."

Silver Baron: "I'm not his biggest fan, but much rather see him succeed over the idiot he soundly defeated. Anyways, wasn't this much more fun then the guy who's voice sounds like he's finished deep throating?"

Lula Davidson: "Honestly...It was. Come by again sometime."

Silver Baron: "Only if I get to see you in only a thong."

Lula Davidson: "I'd usually say you're a pig, but you're a pimp, so not surprised."

Silver Baron: "Would you at least consider it? You got the right assets for it."

Lula Davidson: "I might."

Silver Baron: "Thanks. Now to those watching, I'm Silver Baron, and I'll be back later this evening, pimpin' and winnin'."

::The silver Baron took off his headset, taking his cane and the crowbar with him. Jason Chase came back and sat back down in his spot.::

Jason Chase: “Glad that's over."

Lula Davidson: "...Good lord, Baron was right."

Jason Chase: “I'm not gonna bother asking."

::The Silver Baron walks up the ramp, both cane and crowbar raised in the air when he reached the stage. It was then, that Kyle Travis got up, and got out of the ring, and bolted towards the Silver Baron. The Silver Baron turned around, and was indicating he was going to knock Kyle Travis out with his crowbar. Kyle Travis stopped for a second, before he walked forward again. That's when Craven and Quentin Sharpe walked out, right behind. Kyle stopped again. Both Quentin and Craven were ready to go, but the Silver Baron smirked, and indicated for them to stop. The Silver Baron then dropped the crowbar, and then, with some effort, stretched the hook part into being nearly straight, before kicking it aside.::

Silver Baron: "You're gonna pay for your fucken sins Travis! Each and everyone of them!"

::The silver Baron then shows the back of his right hand to Kyle Travis, before he does the cut throat with his left. Kyle Travis Sneers, before he exits through the crowd. We cut back to B Ryder's where the Dead Men still sit, watching the show. There's some commotion outside the place and the door's kicked open, prompting the camera to whip around. Standing in the passage is Bene Elhoim, their attention locked on Shawn and his crew. Shawn gets a look at them and gestures to his fellows, who rise from their stools and turn to the door and the generals of Joshua McBride. Right off, the bartender reaches for the phone, thinking there's gonna be a fight. Bene Elhoim steps back outside and, after Shawn tosses a few bills on the bar, the Dead Men follow, finding five of the Children waiting.::

Lula Davidson: "How'd they get past security?!"

Jason Chase: “I got no idea, but it looks like Fearless starts early tonight!"

Lula Davidson: "Olivier is gonna have a fit, Jason!"

::The eagerness on the faces of the Dead Men are unmistakable; they step forward to meet the Children as the generals get out of the way, going face to face with their Fearless opponents. Shoves and shouted threats are made as the altercation builds up, but as the first blows rain down the Bakersfield police show up to break up the fight. Several squad cars pull up with cops swarming the ten men, managing to keep them apart somehow despite the anger between the groups.::

Jason Chase: “And here comes the party poopers. Swell."

Lula Davidson: "Samuel must have heard that the Children got out and call the cops right then and there! Quick thinking!"

::Knowing better than to fight cops, the Dead Men back off when ordered but a cheap shot or two are thrown by the Children. Still, the officers keep the fight from happening and the Dead Men, finally thinking better of pressing the issue, mount their bikes and take off. Bene Elhoim call off the Children and the cops order them off property. Camera focus returns to the arena.::

Lula Davidson: "When these two sides finally clash, the arena won't contain them, I bet!"

Jason Chase: “Maybe they'll take each other out. That'd make ME happy."

Jamie Hensley: “The following match is set for one fall. Introducing first, from Halifax, Nova Scotia, weighing in at 297 pounds...STALKER KNIGHT!"

::Music fills the arena and purple lightning crashes. The from comes alive with scenes of a man working his way through the indies then after years he gets his shot. A few more scenes and the man is seen chaining and locking the doors to an arena. He walks away. The screen goes black. The words "He is coming, and with him he brings DEATH." Appear then nothing. When things return to normal Stalker is standing in the ring.::

Lula Davidson: "I'll never really get over how huge this guy is. And that look in his eye creeps me out every time."

Jason Chase: “He's gonna stomp all over Maiko and I for one can't wait to see it."

Lula Davidson: "Ordinarily I'd argue but...we agree tonight."

Jamie Hensley: “And introducing 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, representing the Children of Nephilim...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.::

Jason Chase: “He's got like, two feet on her. She pulled off an upset over the North American Champion a while back but this looks like too tall a mountain to me."

Lula Davidson: "Nothing's conventional about any of the Children. Still..."

Jason Chase: “Don't go al feminist and start pulling for her now, Lula."

Lula Davidson: "I'm just stating fact!"

::The bell rings and Maiko rushes Stalker, who lifts his leg for a boot. She slides under the outstretched limb and comes up behind the monster, lacing into the back of his right thigh with kicks. She ducks a back elbow and throws a few more slashing-style kicks to his ribs. Bouncing off the ropes for a little extra speed, she nails a dropkick to his leg just above the knee before backing away, winding up for a shot to the skull. The big man catches the leg and shoves her back forcefully, landing Adachi on her back. She rolls up to her feet and charges in with another dropkick that's all but swatted aside.::

Jason Chase: “All those shots and she's swatted like a fly!"

Lula Davidson: "Didn't stop her, though. She's tenacious like the rest of her group."

::Tenacity earns her a big clothesline which sends her for a loop before she even hits the mat. Knight had lunged from his crouched position, arm outstretched, to try and take her head off her shoulders. He's still attempting to shake feeling back into his leg as she climbs to her feet, but is aware enough to snatch her out of a springboard attempt and drop her to the mat with a sidewalk slam. He hooks the far leg...




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...but it isn't enough to keep the Priestess down. Getting up, Knight brings Adachi with him and tosses her into the turnbuckles by the throat. Putting a boot against her windpipe, he milks the count all the way to four-and-a-half before breaking contact. Backing up onto the second rope, Maiko leaps off while Knight is intimidating the referee out of his way and connects flush with a front dropkick to the chest. The big man is staggered but that's all and Maiko is in motion again.::

Lula Davidson: "Right back to the legs for the Priestess. I hate her and her people, but I have to admit that it's sound strategy."

Jason Chase: “It's not like she can reach his face, you know."

Lula Davidson: "Another springboard...and she's got him in a sleeperhold now!"

::Latched on to the big man tenaciously, Maiko really tries to cinch in that sleeper while Knight flails a bit, trying to shake the annoyance off as it if were a bug. Adachi refuses to relent, though, even when Knight reaches back and grabs hold of her hair. It takes falling back against the turnbuckles to loosen her enough so that he can flip her over his shoulder and down to the mat. He drops a massive leg across her neck and chest, then covers her with a lateral press.::




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Jason Chase: “Figures. She slipped out again. Knight should be punting her in there, so what's his problem?"

Lula Davidson: "Your guess is as good as mine. If this goes on, she's going to sneak a win on him."

::Stalker gets back to his feet, half-dragging Maiko to hers by the hair. She's whipped into the corner with enough force that she nearly rebounds into the air and, consequently, to the mat. She holds on to the top ropes to keep herself upright and gets out of the way of a telegraphed charge by Knight just in the nick. A dropkick to the back follows along with several hard kicks to the hamstrings. She's not particular, either; she's just whacking way on the monstrous knight wherever she can reach. He fetches her with a backhand but doesn't get all of it. Still, the glancing blow knocks her back a few steps and stops her onslaught long enough that he can drive a boot into the mush, sending her crumbling to the mat. Knight signals that this one's over as he drags her back up.::

Jason Chase: “Knight's Epiphany incoming!"

::The tiny woman is brought up on Knight's shoulders, bent across them in a way the spine wasn't intended for. He bounces on his heels a bit, sending more shocks of pain through her body with the hold, then pops her into the air to spin her around. Maiko latches onto his arm and somehow slips away from Stalker before he can deliver the coup de grace, landing on her feet behind the monster. Surprise slows the reactions of Stalker, and by the time he turns around Maiko is already in motion, flipping backwards with a leg extended.::

Lula Davidson: "Devil's Bite connects against Knight's jaw! I think she killed a few brain cells of his there..."

Jason Chase: “To the ropes she goes, and I know what's coming next!"

::Climbing Ivy connects just as well, rocking the big man but not taking him down. Maiko never seems to stop moving, talking him down at last with a chop block and, despite his size, folding him up on the mat with his shoulders down.::

Jason Chase: “No way..."




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Lula Davidson: "Aw, hell! Was that three?!"

::Apparently it was, and Maiko is quick to roll out of the ring before Knight's obvious ire is focused on her. "Glory and Gore" hits as her arm is raised, a smirk directed at the big man furious in the ring.::

Jamie Hensley: “Ladies and gentlemen, your winner...MAIKO ADACHI."

Lula Davidson: "Chalk up another one to the Children, but Maiko dodged a bullet tonight."

Jason Chase: “They do that a lot. Damn it."

::The camera cut to a aid for Fearless that showcased all the matches and when they came back it was backstage to show The Sin City Knights were walking backstage. The Silver Baron had a massive grin on his face, clearly enjoying is time on commentary.::

Quentin Sharpe: “Baron. You okay?”

Silver Baron: “I am. But I can't wait until Fearless.”

Craven: “Trust me, we all want to fuck their shit up.”

::Suddenly, the Silver Baron stopped, seeing who was there. The camera pans to the side, to see Avalon there, fresh off the match against The Children. They approached the Sin City Knights.::

Silver Baron: “What the hell are you doing here?”

Stalker Knight: “Not for any harm, I assure you.”

Silver Baron: “I can't think of any other reason though.”

Stalker Knight: “Yes, well we did have a rather intense grudge at the time. But for me, that's all in the past. The future is what I must focus on. But before that, I wish to talk to you Baron, alone.”

::The Silver Baron sighs. He looks at his stable mates, and nods. The rest of Avalon goes in one direction, while the Sin City Knights go in another. Stalker then motions for the Silver Baron to sit down on the crates with him.::

Silver Baron: “what's this about Stalker?”

Stalker Knight: “Look Baron. I know we had our differences before, but something happened while I was out. Something that...blew my mind.”

Silver Baron: “And this has what to do with me exactly how?”

Stalker Knight: “Well I came across some rather interesting information. To the point that I have found out one reason why you have MPD.”

Silver Baron: “Huh?”

Stalker Knight:”You heard me.”

Silver Baron: “Damn. Fuck. Well...”

Stalker: “If you want to talk more, let me know after Mayhem. Better yet, I'll meet you at the Pleasure Dome. And I promise to be a good boy.”

Silver Baron: “If you think I'm letting you into my place of business after what you did, you're fucken mistaken!”

Stalker Knight: “Do you want the information or not?”

Silver Baron: “I....yes. I want to know this information.”

Stalker Knight: “Then we'll meet at the Pleasure Dome. In the meantime, have fun later, and break a leg.”

::Stalker Knight got up, and smirked, as he walked away, leaving the Silver Baron in a bit of a confused state. But The Silver Baron got up, and began to walk away as well.::

Silver Baron: “This...better be worth it. “

::The camera then shifted back to the ringside area where Jamie was already in the ring.::

Jamie Hensley: “The following contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, hailing from New Orleans, Louisiana and weighing in at 160 pounds… representing Arsenal, this is JESZIKA GAUTIER!!! ”

::Drums start pounding as "Watch me" By Icon for Hire starts playing over the speakers as Jeszika walks out onto the ramp wearing a black leather studded corset encrusted with diamond over top of a Black tank top and a short pleated tartan skirt.::

"Watch me get it get it wrong at the top of my lungs
While you front for everyone, while you tip toe for fun
I can scream until your ears bleed, you're gonna never hear me
You hear what you want, but you never wanted me"

::She forms a gun with her fingers and points it at the crowd before bringing it it up to her mouth and blowing it, then begins strutting down to the ring. She climbs into the ring over the middle rope, pausing on her way through to shake her ass seductively for the males in the crowd.::

"Are you scared you might open your mouth
And feel the horror if nothing comes out?
Do you think you're safe, frozen in place?
Run for cover just in case"

::Once in the middle of the ring she stops and opens the front of her corset, one side then the other, like doors, then opens both and drops the corset aside to the catcalls of the men in the crowd. She grins and nods, knowing they don't stand a chance, before she stands and waits for her opponent.::

Lula Davidson: "This is one… ”

Jason Chase: “Angry bitch?”

Lula Davidson: "How dare you?!!!?”

Jason Chase: “Well if the shoe fits...”

Jamie Hensley: “And her opponent, accompanied to the ring by the UWA World Champion Aerynn Donnelly and Shonn Maguire, weighing in at 252 pounds and hailing from Belfast, Northern Ireland… “The Firecracker” PAULY O’CONNOR!!! ”

"Take a bullet to my mandibles
It's the path I chose
Took life and I grabbed the balls
I rose like an animal
And the jungle taught me to handle foes."

::Green, orange, and white pyros go off and Pauly comes bursting from behind the curtains and onto the ramp.::

"To all ya mother Effers
Heffers and half steppers
The best of us is yet to come
Ya'll ain't seen the last of us
I am that kid that nobody ever gave a ufck about
Curse words and the worst words
were the first words coming out my mouth
We started out with nothing so we had nothing to lose."

::Pauly makes his way charging down the ramp with Aerynn Donnelly and Shonn Maguire right behind him.::

Lula Davidson: "Where did they come from and what are they doing here?”

Jason Chase: “Ireland… duh!”

Lula Davidson: "Cute...”

Jason Chase: “I’ll make sure Shonn knows you think so!”

::Jeszika sees the other two with Pauly and charges across the ring screaming like a possessed banshee. She leaps over the top, Aerynn’s name on her lips as she flies through the night like a guided missile. Pauly catches her and staggers back where Aerynn and Shonn catch him making sure he doesn’t go down. Pauly regains his bearings and then charges towards the ring, driving Jeszika back first into the ringpost. Jeszika grimaces in pain and Pauly steps back, maintaining his grip on his opponent. He smashes her into the ringpost again and then pivots, tossing her back into the ring through the ropes. Jeszika hits hard and Pauly follows her in where the referee finally calls for the bell to start things off. Jeszika staggers to her feet and Pauly runs her over with a big clothesline that flips her over completely in midair. She crashes back to the mat and Pauly jumps into an elbow drop. He sits her up and locks on a reverse chinlock as the crowd urges Jeszika on.::

Lula Davidson: "Did Aerynn just point and laugh?”

Jason Chase: “Well, it is kinda funny...”

Lula Davidson: "How is this humorous in the slightest?”

Jason Chase: “Jeszika Gautier did kinda bring this on herself...”

::Pauly pulls Jeszika up to her feet and slips into a full nelson. Jeszika tries to pull away but Pauly maintains his grip. He turns and fires her hard into the corner. Jeszika hist th turnbuckles hard and bounces off, taking a step out before pauly crashes into her with a big rushing clothesline. Jeszika smashes back into the turnbuckles and Pauly crushes her there before stepping back. he nods as Jeszika glares over at Aerynn, obviously thinking about taking a run at the champion. Pauly belts Jeszika in the mouth and this seemingly wakes her up. Jeszika suddenly leaps at him, pouncing and taking him down in a Thesz press, firing wild punches as they hit the mat. Pauly tries to roll her over, but Jeszika knees him in the balls and then pulls him over into an inside cradle.::

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KICKOUT!!!

::Jeszika rolls away and glares at Aerynn again, crawling a few paces in the champion’s direction before Pauly cuts her off by grabbing her skirt. Jeszika kicks back at him, catching his knee before slashing her nails at his eyes. Pauly blocks it and blasts her in the face with a big forearm shot. Jeszika bounces off the mat and Pauly looks for Jeszika’s own Femme-Grip. As he starts for it, Jeszika swings over into a cross armbreaker. Pauly manages to keep his arm bent and then grabs her hands. He picks her up and then powerbombs her down hard, breaking her grip on him in the process. Pauly pulls her to her feet and nails her with a big boot. Jeszika goes down like she’s been shot and Pauly drops on top for the cover, hooking her leg.::

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KICKOUT!!!

Lula Davidson: "God, she was staring straight at Aerynn as she did that almost like she was giving the champion the finger as she kicked out!”

Jason Chase: “Maybe she was...”

Lula Davidson: "Pauly is basically acting as her hitman in this match, isn’t he?”

Jason Chase: “A hitman to take out the hitgirl… appropriate, no?”

::Pauly stands up and brings Jeszika with him. He sends her to the ropes with Irish whip and looks for a big clothesline as she rebounds off. Jeszika ducks under and keeps running. Approaching the other ropes, she leaps through them at Aerynn. Shonn pulls her champion out of the way and Jeszika crashes head first into the railing. Aerynn steps away as the referee directs her, making damn sure she keeps his eyes on her while Shonn grabs Jeszika and throws her back into the ring for Pauly. Shonn walks back over to Aerynn as Pauly pulls Jeszika to her feet and drills her with a big inverted atomic drop. He takes a double underhook and throws her over in a butterfly suplex, looking for the Whiskey Twist. As he cranks on her arm, Jeszika grabs the ropes. The referee calls for the break and as Pauly goes to pull back, Jeszika pulls him into a cradle.::

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::Both competitors get to their feet and Jeszika leaps into a knee strike to Pauly’s face. He doubles over and Jeszika jumps over him into the Fatale-ity. Instead of holding the cover she glares at Aerynn and then jumps onto Pauly’s back for the Femme-Grip. Pauly manages to stand up and then flails around as Jeszika continues to glare at Aerynn hatefully. pauly falls back into the near corner, smashing Jeszika against the turnbuckles. As Jeszika’s grip loosens, Pauly walks forward and reaches back. He tosses her up across his shoulders and then fires her forward into the Genuine Tragedy. Jeszika goes down hard and Pauly covers.::

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Lula Davidson: "Pauly got her...”

Jason Chase: “She spent the whole match worrying about Aerynn and it cost her!”

Lula Davidson: "Where is Jeszika’s head at?”

Jason Chase: “Apparently not in the right place...”

Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner, PAULY O’CONNOR!!!”

::Without warning Aerynn slides into the ring and crawls over to the downed Jeszika until her face is right over the challengers own and then begins to whisper to her. The camera was close enough to hear it all.::

Aerynn: “Ye brought this on yerself, Jeszika. Ye jus' had tae think wit' his lil' head dinna ye? Ye jus' couldna leave well 'nough alone. Ye dinna get a happy endin'. Any o' ye. Nae ye. No' Brody. No' yer lil' junkie friends.”

Lula Davidson: "Come on, leave her alone!”

Jason Chase: “.....i agree. This is going to far.”

Aerynn: “I'm gonna take e'erythin' ye all love an' tear it down brick by brick. Brick.....”

::Aerynn reaches out and grabs the still dazed Jeszika by the chin.::

Aerynn: “....By brick.”

::Aerynn then spits directly into Jeszika's face and then slides out of the ring and backs up the ramp leaving Jeszika on her back looking out of it and completely lost as the camera pans to the backstage area to show Joshua, his face covered in blood standing with maiko and watching the monitor.::

Maiko: “What happens now Father?”

Joshua: “....Now we play his game....by our rules.”

::The camera shifts back to the ringside area on the smirking bloody face of Joshua McBride.::

Lula Davidson: "This....isn't gonna be good.”

Jason Chase: “.....motion seconded.”

Lula Davidson: “Motion....carries.”

Jamie Hensley: “The following contest is your main event of the evening! it is a tag team match set for one fall and it is for the UWA World Tag Team Championships! Introducing first, the challengers, they hail from New Orleans, Louisiana and weigh in at a total combined weight of 275 pounds… representing Arsenal and accompanied to the ring by Nikki Peltier, the team of Ashley Kenyon, Bethany Kenyon, Katt Industries Special Services, K.I.S.S.!!!”

::Black Spiders' “Kiss Tried To Kill Me” starts up. With lights dancing around, Nikki Peltier leads out both members of K.I.S.S. To the delight of the onlooking crowd. Bethany Kenyon sways slightly trying to tantalize and only tease a little while her younger sister, Ashley Kenyon, tries to make eye contact with every person in the place, hoping to tease them all into a frenzy. Nikki leads them to the ring where she walks to the center of the ring and points to opposite corners, upon which both sisters raise their arms, Bethany just standing there while Ashley dances a little for everybody.::

Lula Davidson: "These two women have been through so much!”

Jason Chase: “If they have, they brought it on themselves!”

Lula Davidson: "What?”

Jason Chase: “Hey, they didn’t have to go after people like Joshua McBride and Vince Jones!”

Jamie Hensley: “And their opponents, hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at a total combined weight of 465 pounds, accompanied to the ring by Jade and Nicole, the current, reigning and defending UWA World Tag Team Champions, the team of the Silver Baron and Quentin “Razor” Sharpe, 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, with both Jade and Nicole walking out, and standing at either side of the stage. Quentin “Razor” Sharpe and The Silver Baron rise up from below the stage.::

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...)

::Sharpe then lifts his arm up into the air, before the four of them begin heading down to the ring. While Sharpe 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 Quentin Sharpe climbs up the ring stairs, while Silver Baron slides into the ring. 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 separation 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 separation 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: "And the Champions have arrived!”

Jason Chase: “Did they bring the ho train with them?”

Lula Davidson: "Nobody calls them that!”

Jason Chase: “I do...”

::The bell sounds and the Silver Baron walks out to meet Ashley Kenyon in the middle of the ring, their respective partners stepping to their opposite corners and taking their places on the apron. Baron and Ashley lock-up in a collar and elbow tie-up. Baron powers her back towards his corner. Ashley turns, and runs up the corner, maintaining her grip on Baron as she goes. She manages to kick Sharpe as she goes up and flips into a shiranui. Baron steps back and catches her, reversing and throwing her off. Ashley crashes to the mat stomach and face first. As she pops up to all fours clutching at her midsection. Baron runs over and takes her from the side into a rolling cradle.::

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::Baron reaches out and tags Sharpe. As Ashley starts to her feet, Baron grabs the top rope and slingshots Sharpe into the Shoulder Blade Stab. Ashley gets nailed flush and goes down hard. Sharpe drops an elbow and covers.::

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SHOULDER UP!!!

::Both competitors get to their feet and Ashley looks for a spinning heel kick. Sharpe ducks and Ashley hits the ropes, bouncing back to him. He scoops her up into a fireman's carry and then flips forward into the Protection Racket. He makes the tag to Baron and rolls to the corner. Baron slingshots himself up into a leg drop and then tags Sharpe back in. Sharpe quickly jumps up and leaps off for a big splash. He hooks the leg as Baron rolls out to the corner again.::

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SHOULDER UP!!!

::Sharpe tags in Baron and then two pull Ashley up to her feet. They shoot her off the ropes in an Irish whip and she runs across the ring. She rebounds off the far ropes and they catch her coming in with simultaneous high and low elbows. They spin away and go for the Sin City Takedown but Ashley falls out of the way and they hit each other. As they fall back, Ashley goes for a schoolboy on Sharpe. The referee doesn’t count because he’s not the legal man. Baron kicks Ashley in the back and then pulls her up, allowing Sharpe to slip out to their corner. Ashley staggers to her feet and Baron gives her a couple of punches before shimmying side to side and nailing her with one more in a shake, rattle and roll. Baron drops down looking for a full nelson but Ashley slips it into a victory roll.::

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KICKOUT!!!

Lula Davidson: "The Sin City Knights seems to be working rather well as a team.”

Jason Chase: “Well damn, I’d hope so them being the champions and all here!”

Lula Davidson: "Ashley’s hanging tough!”

Jason Chase: “Didn’t help her last show, did it?”

::Ashley pops up and starts for her corner but Baron catches her in waistlock and looks for a german suplex. Ashley flips over and lands on her feet but Baron gives her a spinning back fist that knocks her back into his own corner. Sharpe steps aside as she hits the turnbuckles and Baron catches her coming out with an arm drag into the Silver Lining. Ashley cries out in pain as Baron pulls back, looking for the submission. Ashley reaches towards her corner and then kicks her feet, managing to get her right one on the bottom rope. The referee calls for the break and Baron quickly tags in Sharpe. They pull Ashley back away from the corner and then step in and take Pay For Your Sins crab/camel clutch combo. Ashley grimaces as the referee drops to check on her. Bethany Kenyon jumps up onto the top rope and leaps for a flying double clothesline, knocking both Knights off her sister in the process. She leaps up and hits a flying knee strike on Baron, knocking him back into corner. As she does so, Sharpe puts Cut You Open on Ashley. Bethany hits a big chop on Baron and then hits the Kiss Off superkick on Sharpe to knock him off her sister. Sharpe goes down hard and the referee directs bethany to her corner. She goes as Ashley gets up to the top of the nearest turnbuckles and hits Manna From Heaven on Sharpe. The crowd erupts as she lands it and hooks the leg.::

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::He pulls Ashley up and pimp slaps her across the face. As she slumps against the ropes. Sharpe slowly staggers up. Baron pumps his fists and they give her the Big Pimpin’ powerplex. Sharpe holds for the cover.::

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BETHANY MAKES THE SAVE!!!



Lula Davidson: "What are they gonna have to do to get a win here?”

Jason Chase: “Which “they” are we talking about here?”

Lula Davidson: "Either of them!”

Jason Chase: “I have no idea...”

::Everybody gets back to their feet and Bethany nails Baron with the Kiss Off. Sharpe gets up and hist Bethany with the Razor Blade. He staggers back uneasily and Ashley goes for the schoolboy roll-up.::


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KICKOUT!!!


::Sharpe loads up and goes for the Razor Blade but Ashley leaps up and over him as he goes flying by her. On the way down she rolls into a sunset flip.::


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KICKOUT!!!


::Sharpe clocks Ashley and whips her into his own corner. Ashley hits hard and Sharpe follows in with a big clothesline. He drops down to all fours in front of her and Baron follows in with poetry in motion, actually going all the way over the top and landing on the apron. Sharpe tags Baron in and starts up to the top as Baron goes for Ashley’s own Manna From Heaven move. Ashley moves and Baron crashes to the mat as Bethany comes running across the top rope and hits the Kiss Off on Sharpe on the top. Sharpe plummets off the top rope and crashes down against the guardrail before coming to rest in a heap on the floor. Bethany tumbles over to her corner and reaches out her hand as Ashley staggers over. Ashley makes the tag and Bethany comes in to meet a rushing Baron with a leaping tornado ddt. She covers and hooks the leg.::


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::As they start to get up, Baron pulls her down into an inside cradle.::


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KICKOUT!!!


::Bethany nods to Ashley and they go to set Baron up for the kill. Baron sees them coming and knees Bethany in the gut before hitting a big chop on Ashley. As she falls into the corner, Baron hits a clothesline to the back of the head on Bethany sending her to the mat. Ashley stumbles out of the corner and Baron gets in behind her, snapping off the Playa-Bomb. He staggers to his feet and eats a Kiss Off superkick. Bethany covers, hooking the leg.::


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FOOT ON THE ROPES!!!


::Ashley staggers up and Bethany nods, getting Baron to his feet. They step to either side of him and then tear him in half with Kiss Your Ass Goodbye. Bethany covers, hooking the leg.::


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SHARPE MAKES THE SAVE!!!

::Ashley drills Sharpe with a knee strike and Bethany stands up. they nod and drill him with KIss Your Ass Goodbye. He goes down hard as Ashley pulls Baron to his feet. She shoves him forward and goes to the corner. Bethany nails him with the Kiss Off and then steps away as Ashley almost immediately follows with Manna From Heaven. The sisters stand him back up and hit him with the biggest, nastiest Kiss Your Ass Goodbye yet. Baron hits hard and Bethany covers him.::


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Lula Davidson: "They’ve done it! K.I.S.S. has done it!”

Jason Chase: “Great...”

Lula Davidson: "Bethany and Ashley are your new champions!”

Jason Chase: “Heaven help us now!”

Jamie Hensley: “Ladies and gentlemen, here are your winners and NEW UWA World Tag Team Champions, Bethany and Ashley Kenyon, K.I.S.S.!!!”

::As the new U.W.A. Tag Team Champions celebrate their victory all hell breaks loose. Ragnarok comes through the crowd and invades the ring hammering down blows on the downed Knights as a collective unit. K.I.S.S. Without hesitation turns to the aid of their opponents and friends without a single seconds pause. As they come to their aid, Craven comes running down the ramp way and slides into the ring.

The two teams begin to lay waste to Ragnarok when something massive and dark comes from nowhere and blasts Ashley with a hug big boot that sends her over the top and crashing to the floor.::

Lula Davidson: "That's Vince Jones! He just took our Ashley!”

Jason Chase: “.....Bethany isn't to happy about that!”

Lula Davidson: “And The Knights and Ragnorak are going at it!”

::As Ragnarok and the Knights brawl to the floor Bethany is shoving Vince backwards but Vince doesn't seem to want any part of her. Her turns toward the ropes where Ashley is rolling around on the floor but when Bethany grabs his arm to pull him around he spins around and blasts the smaller woman with a short arm clothesline.::

Lula Davidson: "Oh come on! These two women have been through hell!”

Jason Chase: “And The knights are busy!”

::The crowd explodes as Jeszika Gautier....and Brody come through the curtain together. One look at one another and then run down the ramp way, but only get to the ringside area when someone hops the barricade on the other side of the ring.

Through the ring Jeszika and Aerynn Donnelly stare at one another and the two enter the ring at the same moment and rush at one another. The two women colliding like a freight train and raining down blows on one another.

Brody climbs into the ring and goes directly to Bethany's aid. A hard clothesline sends Vince over the ropes and to the floor where Ashley is waiting. As soon as he hits the ground the woman mounts him and begins to rain down hard lefts and rights.

With all the hell breaking loose Bethany pats Brody on the shoulder and motions toward the ramp where Joshua and Maiko now stand on the stage staring down at the ring.::

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

Jason Chase: “Aerynn and Jeszika in the ring......”

Lula Davidson: “Vince and Ashley brawling on the floor.....”

Lula Davidson: "Ragnorak and the Knights in the crowd.....”

Jason Chase: “.....and now Joshua and the Children.”

Lula Davidson: “This isn't going to be good.”

::Moments left in the show many things seem to happen at once.

Brody drops from the ring and charges up the ramp and begins to trade punches with Joshua. Maiko however turns toward the stage and uses it to leap into the air, aiming a kick at Brody's head. Brody ducks under it and she lands staggering dangerously close to the edge. Brody turns and aims a spear at the woman but before he can connect Joshua grabs his wrist and spins him around hitting two hard short arm clotheslines. The jaws of Cerberus.

On the ring of the ring Vince had gotten back to his feet and Ashley is teetering near the barricade. He aims a big boot at her that she ducks and he crotches himself on the steel barricade. From each side the two Kenyon sisters connect with super kicks onto each side of his head leaving him to collapse to the ground.

In the ring Jeszika ducks under a Stall 'n Crawl and when she turns Jeszika has plucked the World Title off the mat and throws herself at Aerynn slamming the World Title across her face. Leaving the Champion out cold and blood running down her flawless face.::

Lula Davidson: "Look at the carnage!”

Jason Chase: “.....There are bodies everywhere! And Lord knows where the Knights and Ragnarok are!”

Joshua: “Ladies and gentlemen, if I can have your attention. The Lord demands a sacrifice.”

Lula Davidson: "Oh god.....”

Jason Chase: “.....No, put him down!”

::Joshua has Brody in a power bomb position and actually power bombs him off the stage and onto a stage of black box's that spark and the almost explode on the powerful impact and the lights go out.::

Lula Davidson: "Oh god....he may have killed him.....”

Jason Chase: “This isn't good......”

::While the lights were still out and the arena in shocked silence the U.W.A. Logo flashed in the corner of the screen and the feed went offline.::[/font]