Post by UWAStaff on Jan 26, 2014 1:36:30 GMT -6
Date: 27 January 2014
Location: Rochester, MN
Venue: Mayo Civic Center-Auditorium
::Fans had been piling into the Mayo Civic Center Auditorium all afternoon. The five thousand seats were not completely sold out, but plenty of fans came out to see their favorite superstars. Many had signs for The Silent Destroyer, Jeszika Gautier, Nick Daniels and Tommy Zeller. A few fans of UWA had signs that read, “I hate BMIII” or “You deserve better Aerynn.”
Once the fans had all settled in, the lights went out and “Born to Rise” hits the Speakers. A short video played on the small video screen above the ramp way that showed all the superstars of UWA. Once the video was over the camera shifted to the announcers sitting at ringside.::
JD: “Welcome one and all! I am Lula Davidson and I am PROUD to present to you the grand opening of the first show in the Unchained Wrestling Alliance!”
JC: “And what a show it will be! Tonight we have four matches for your viewing pleasure. New comer Aerynn Donnelly takes on former gladiator Fabian Korentice.”
LD: “And Pauly O'Conner, Aerynn's running mate takes on The Silent Destroyer, Sentinel. That is a down right dangerous dude.”
JC: “Eh. He doesn't scare me. This Nick Daniels guy in our main event with Tommy Zeller? Now HE scares me.”
LD: “....I would be more scared of the monster Sentinel, but that's just me! Anyway, the final match on our card is Broderick Montgomery the third and Jeszika Gautier takes on K.I.S.S. In tag team action.”
JC: “You mean in a punishment match by Oliver Georgio!”
LD: “And speaking of our owner and GM, here he comes!”
::Down the ramp way from the backstage came President Oliver Georgio. The president was dressed in a fine gray suit. The walked down the ramp slowly and climbed into the ring. When he was handed a microphone by Jamie Hensley, he turned and looked around at the cheering crowd with a smile on his face.::
Oliver Georgio: “Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Monday Night Mayhem! You all know why your here so I won't take up anymore of your time then is absolutely necessary. You have heard the term “Best for Business”; but I want you all to know that here in UWA, we actually mean it.
And with that in mind, I have made one of these matches to right a wrong that was done to one of our superstars. Mr. Broderick Montgomery took advantage of a situation and must now team with the woman he wronged, against her two friends!”
LD: “And if anyone deserves it, that douche does.”
JC: “All he did was sleep with a beautiful woman. This is uncalled for.”
::The crowd exploded at all that, cheering for Jeszika and K.I.S.S. As well as for Oliver and began to briefly chant “Best for Business”. Oliver however motioned them quiet and the auditorium went silent so the president could speak.::
Oliver Georgio: “With that concept in mind, I have decided that something needs to be done about the World Heavyweight Title.”
LD: “The World Title?! No one was expecting that tonight!”
JC: “Why don't you just hand it to someone you like because it's Best for Business?”
LC: “...Wow, whining and crying like that, I hope you brought your huggies.”
JC: “Why would I need huggies?”
LC: “....You're crying like a little, cuddly, adorable....baby girl.”
Oliver Georgio: “We will have four qualifying matches. The first eight competitors that signed their UWA Contracts all had a clause in them to receive qualifying matches. Those competitors were Pauly O'Conner, Tommy Zeller, Broderick Montgomery III, Aerynn Donnelly, Fabian Korentice, Jeszika Gautier, Nick Daniels and Sentinel!”
LD: “But what about the others who have signed on since then? It doesn't seem fair to them!”
JC: “The early bird gets the worm, Lula! And I am sure there is something in their contracts as well. A North American Title shot when it's unveiled or a World Title match in the future. It could be anything!”
Oliver Georgio: “And tonight, when Nick Daniels and Tommy Zeller face off in our main event, that shall determine the first participant in a Fatal Four way match at Tragic Engagement on February Twenty-Third.”
LD: “Whoa! That makes our main event that much more special!”
JC: “Tommy Zeller and Nick Daniels for a shot at the UWA World Heavyweight Title!”
::The crowd was now cheering as one unit, which brought a smile to the face of the UWA President. He held up his hand again and the crowd slowly calmed down.::
Oliver Georgio: “Next week we will have the three final qualifiers for that Fatal Four way. Broderick Montgomery III takes on Sentinel.”
LD: “The All American Nightmare Vs The Silent Destroyer!”
JC: “That's a win for one of them AND us.”
Oliver Georgio: “Also we will see Fabian Korentice taking on Pauly O'Conner, and finally Aerynn Donnelly taking on Jeszika Gautier. The winner of these three matches will take the other three spots of Fatal Four-way.
Now, without further ado I will let you all enjoy the reason you are here.”
::Oliver handed the microphone back to Jamie and then headed back to the backstage area without any further fanfare. Jamie lifted the mic to her lips to announce the first match.::
Jamie Hensley: “Our first match of the night. And introducing first Fabian KorenTICE!
::The arena lights dim as the stage fills up with smoke from the machines placed on the left and right on the stage.. "Natural Born Killaz" by Dr. Dre hits the airwaves as Fabian Korentice makes his way through the curtains pausing for a moment. Fabian twist his head looking out into the audience then scratches his beard. Moments later, Fabian walks down the aisle that leads too the ring. At ringside, Fabian walks around the ring and then reaches over too a fan and takes his hotdog. The fan yells some obscene words toward Fabian, but Fabian keeps walking. Then Fabian takes another fans beverage then climbs onto the apron. The fans chant.. "You Smell" and "Homeless Asshole" but Fabian shrugs off the chats then climbs over the top rope into the ring. The lights fade to normal as his music fades too.::
LD: “The way the fans talk down to this man is absolutely horrible. He is a vetern who has fallen on some hard times.”
JC: “And the amount of money he was paid for his UWA contract means he isn't homeless anymore....technically.”
Jamie Hensley: “And from Boston, Massachusetts. Weighting in at one hundred and forty pounds, Aerynn DonnELLY!!”
::The arena suddenly goes black and lights begin to flash all around. Strobe lights begin to blink rapidly as the song begins. When the first sounds of the guitar rift is heard, the stage is empty. Up on the tron, pictures of Aerynn Donnelly flash rapidly with the rifts of the guitar. As the rifts reach it's climax, Aerynn comes running out from behind the curtain, jumps from mid-stage and lands at the top of the ramp. As she lands, flames are shot up from the corners of the ramp. She stands at the top of the ramp, pumping her right arm to the crowd. Riling them up as the music begins to get louder and harder.::
"I!!"
::She arches her back and throws her head back. Her arms spread out to either side of her as she emulates calling out with the, "I!!" of the lyrics. Another round of flames shoot out from the corners of where the ramp and stage meet. She straightens up and starts towards the ring.::
"I.. don't need your forgiveness.
I.. don't need your hate.
I.. don't need your acceptance.
So, what should I do?"
::As she's walking towards the ring, her eyes are on her opponent. A dark and sinister smile upon her lips.::
"I don't do what I've been told.
You're so lame why don't you..
..Just go..
DIE MOTHER FUCKER DIE MOTHER FUCKER DIE (X4)"
::She reaches the ring and climbs up onto the mat outside of the ropes. She grabs the top rope, pulls her whole body back and uses the rope to spring herself over the top. Landing on the inside of the ring at the last round of, "DIE MOTHER FUCKER DIE MOTHER FUCKER DIE!" She simply glances to her opponent and then semi-moshes around the ring. Getting the crowd riled up even more. She moves to a random corner, climbs up onto the middle rope. She plants a leg up on the top rope and again pumping her arms to the beat of the music.::
"I.. don't need your forgiveness.
I.. don't need your hate.
I.. don't need your acceptance.
So, what should I do?"
::She hops down off the ropes and turns to face her opponent once more.::
"I'll be sorry, so you've said.
Well, I'm not sorry..."
::She raises her hand up, her fingers making a mock gun. She tilts her head slightly to the right and mocks shooting her opponent...::
"BANG!!! You're dead!
DIE MOTHER FUCKER DIE MOTHER FUCKER DIE! (x4)"
::As the song comes to an end with the words, "DIE!!" repeated four times, she gives a mocking up-nod towards her opponent. Aerynn and Fabian come to the center of the ring. Fabian looks down at the smaller woman and says something before pointing back toward the ramp.::
LD: “I think Fabian just gave Aerynn a way out.”
JC: “He's telling her that she can walk away and lose Via count out if she wishes.”
::Aerynn in so many words lets Fabian know what she thinks about that. And by so many words, in actuality it was no words. She balled up her fist and clocked him square in the mouth. Fabian's head snapped to the side but that was about all. He looked back at the woman and smiled then swung a right hand of his own.
Aerynn ducked under the blow and when Fabian turned rocked him again with another right hand. This time the big man didn't smile. He swung again and Aerynn ducked under it and staggered him backwards with two hard right hands. Each time she'd duck under a right or left and rock the big man he seemed to become more and more angry.::
JC: “You know, sooner or later he's going to catch her.”
LD: “You think so?”
JC: “Yep. And when he does. Lights Out.”
::Again Fabian tries to grab the woman but she ducks under it again, and when he turns, hits a beautiful Savate Kick to the jaw. Fabian staggers into the corner and leans back on the turnbuckles. Still, through all the punches and kicks Fabian is not left his feet.
Aerynn takes a running start and uses the ropes to climb the length of Fabian's body and hits a huge enziguri. While she is still half mounted on Fabian she grabs him in a bulldog and tries to leap off the turnbuckles but Fabian shoves her off.::
JC: “Aerynn Donnelly just sailed halfway across the ring.”
LD: “And look at the look on her face.”
::Aerynn had a look that was a mixture of anger and surprise. She slowly rose back to her feet as Fabian came out of the corner with a grin under the curls of his beard. Aerynn could be seen saying something to Fabian then she ducked under another clothesline attempt. She races to the other side of the ring and bounces off the ropes, but this time Fabian was ready.
When Aerynn returned Fabian lifted his leg for a big boot but the smaller woman dropped to her knees and slid under the boot. Fabian's foot came crashing back to the mat and he spun around with his eyes narrowed. Aerynn offered little more then a smile and made her finger gun motion at the monster.::
JC: “...Does she think it's smart to mock Fabian?”
LD: “...I think she is having fun!”
::The two rushed at each other and again she ducked under a obvious clothesline and jumped onto the middle rope. She used the middle rope to springboard without ever wondering why the blow seemed to obvious. Fabian turned and smashed Aerynn with a huge European uppercut. Aerynn hit the mat with a crash and rolled almost out cold.
Fabian stood still as a statue staring down at the woman breathing hard through his nose causing his hair to sway gently in his face. When Aerynn began to stir by gently rolling to her side Fabian closed the distance with two long strides. He took her wrist and pulled her to her feet without releasing her wrist.
With one hand Fabian made her gun motion and then yanked her forward into a huge short arm clothesline that nearly turned Aerynn inside out. Fabian held onto her wrist and again pulled her almost limp body up again and hit a second clothesline then released her wrist.::
JC: “Goodnight Aerynn Donnelly. What did I tell you?”
LD: “.....I hate to admit it, but you were right.”
::Fabian dropped down into the cover.::
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NO!
2
NO!
LD: “She grabbed the ropes! I'll be damned!”
JC: “...How is she even conscience?”
::Fabian again pulls Aerynn to her feet but when he throws his right hand she ducks and kicks him square in the stomach. A sidekick with all the force she can muster. It doubles him over then she runs to the ropes, rebounds and takes his head, flips over the top of him and hits a huge neck breaker.
Aerynn however can't take advantage. As soon as she hits the mat the two just lay there. The referee begins his ten count. On six Fabian begins stirring and on eight Aerynn begins to pull herself up by the ropes. Both get to their feet by ten. Fabian looks around for Aerynn and when he turns around fully Aerynn launches herself off the ropes and hits a huge spear.::
LD: “SPEAR! SPEAR! SPEAR!”
JC: “....What show do you think your on?”
LD: “....Oh. Right.”
JC: “....Idiot.”
::Aerynn rolls into the cover.::
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KICKOUT!!
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KICKOUT!
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KICKOUT!!
::Aerynn staggers back to her feet and intertwines her feet with Fabian's. She then proceeds to back bend and grab his chin with both hands and and yank them backwards.::
LD: “Aerynn calls this Across the River.”
JC: “Isn't that some kind of Boston insult?”
LD: “Yes, actually it is.”
::Fabian fights in the Across the River for a few seconds before he does a full push up with Aerynn on his back. From there he slides his knees under it and reaches back. The Across the River turns into a huge sidewalk slam that almost sends Aerynn through the ring. Fabian hooks the leg.:
LD: “I can't believe the fight in this girl.”
JC: “I don't think Fabian can either!”
::Fabian pulls Aerynn back to her feet and drags her over into the corner. Once in the corner Fabian lifts Aerynn up choke style and drops her on the top rope. Aerynn throws rights and lefts of her own to keep him from climbing the ropes. After three attempts to climb the turnbuckles and Aerynn not allowing it Fabian roars and hits a second European uppercut.
Aerynn's body, much like a rag doll, jolts on the top rope and Fabian touches his lip then climbs the turnbuckles.::
LD: “I think Fabian is going for The Dumpster Bash.”
JC: “That's done from the ring though.”
LD: “And Aerynn Donnelly has shown she won't stay down. I think he'd going to do it from the top rope.”
::Sure enough Fabian locks her up like he is going for a cutter but Aerynn shoves him as hard as she can out of desperation and Fabian crashes to the mat on his neck and shoulders. Aerynn leans forward and collapses off the top rope to the mat below.
Fabian touches his face and shakes his head to clear away the fog as Aerynn pulls herself up by the ropes. When Fabian turns Aerynn throws all her eggs together. Her legs bicycle and she extends her leg taking Fabian across the side of the head.
Fabian collaspes to the mat and Aerynn stands there a second vacant eyed then falls sideways with her shoulder over Fabian.::
LD: “That was so close....”
JC: “Fabian kicked out....but was it soon enough?”
LD: “....The referee is talking to Jamie.....”
Jamie Hensley: “....And your winner....Aerynn Donnelly!”
::The camera's followed as Fabian nodded in respect to the woman, if nothing else, she'd earned it. Then as the trainers came out and helped her to the back. Aerynn had just taken a beating at the hands of Fabian Korentice and had needed to be checked out. She'd taken a hell of a beating in her match and looked every bit the fighter she was. Pauly rounds the corner and enters the trainer's room and approaches Aerynn.::
Pauly: "Girl, ye ok?"
::She looked over to Pauly, her oldest and dearest friend, and groaned. Nodding lightly.::
Aerynn: "Aye, I'm aight. Dinna worry 'bout meh. Ye need tae worry 'bout tha monster in fron' o' ye."
::Pauly gets a closer look to see the bumps and bruises on Aerynn's face.::
Pauly: "Look at yerself girl. Ye took quite a beating out there."
::She reached up to pushed his hand away and pulled her face away from his grip. Laughing, or at least trying to.::
Aerynn: "Ain't tha first time, Pauly. I've had worse. Trust me."
Pauly: "Trust? I've seen it first hand, but like ye said yerself. This isn't like tha fights back home. I shoulda been there to watch yer back."
::She shook her head lightly.::
Aerynn: "No, I knew whot I was gettin' inta by doin' this. I accepted tha terms o' tha contract. Jus' happened tha' I got put against 'nother monster on me first show."
::Dark eyes looked at him. Trying to reassure him.::
Aerynn: "I'm fine. Really. Ok? Now ye.. Ye need tae focus on yer match an' nae me right now."
Pauly: "Fer now that is. I'll be back here soon as it's all over. Just take it easy till I get back. Ok? After everything is done here nothing some good ol' Irish medicine can't fix."
Aerynn: "Can't, gotta do my job an' escort tha resident 'Playboy' here in a few."
::She swung her legs over the side of the table and hopped down. She looked back to him.::
Aerynn: "Now, go out there an' give 'em a show."
Pauly: "Aye, aye captain. See ya soon."
::With that being said Pauly gives Aerynn a light hug and exits the trainers room and heads towards the entrance ramp. The camera shifted back to the announcers once more.::
LD: “Well at least we know that Aerynn is okay.”
JC: “And now we get to watch her lover boy get destroyed in the middle of that ring.”
LD: “I suppose that's yet to be decided.”
::The techno-rock instrumental theme, "The Sentinel" by Celldweller, starts to ripple through the speakers as smoke starts to billow through the floor of the stage. Upon a rising platform, illuminated by a single purple spotlight, is the massive form of the Silent Destroyer, Sentinel. As the platform ceases its ascent, his manager, Zachariah Blood, comes from behind the curtain to stand at his side. They pause for a moment at the top of the ramp before heading toward the ring, Sentinel taking the lead.::
Jamie Hensley: "Led to the ring by Zachariah Blood, from Valley Forge, Tennessee and weighing in at 281 pounds...the Silent Destroyer...SENTINEL!
::Zachariah ascends the steps and enters the ring through the ropes while Sentinel rolls into the ring under the bottom rope. He comes up to his full height mid-ring, Zachariah standing before him with his arms outstretched while Sentinel holds a closed fist into the air. Divesting himself of his jacket, which he losses to a ringside attendant, Sentinel moves to a neutral corner while Zachariah gives him some last-minute instructions before leaving the ring through the ropes. Sentinel stares straight ahead, gray eyes cold and focused, as he awaits the start of the match.::
LD: “There is just something about this guy that is completely unnerving.....”
JC: “Like him or hate him, this guy is one of the people that President Georgio sought out. One of those names one step short of stardom that can carry the brand for years to come.”
LD: “...How can you carry a brand when you cannot even carry a conversation?”
JC: “That's what Blood is for.”
Jamie Hensley: “And his opponent from Belfast, Ireland, weighting in at 205 pounds. The Irish Firecracker, Pauly....O'CONNER!”
"And Shepherds we shall be For thee, my Lord, for thee. Power hath descended forth from Thy hand Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands. So we shall flow a river forth to Thee And teeming with souls shall it ever be. In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti."
::As the prayer ends, green, orange, and white pyros go off and Pauly comes bursting from be hind the curtains and onto the ramp. He high fives a few people in the crowd. He even takes a moment to take a fans phone and take a picture with them.::
"You're the fighter you've got the fire
The spirit of a warrior, the champion's heart
You fight for your life because the fighter never quits
You make the most of the hand you're dealt
Because the quitter never wins
No!"
::Pauly slides in the ring and jumps to his feet. He then throws his arms in the air as more pyros go off. The music fades as Pauly makes his way to his corner for the start of the match. ::
JC: “For some reason I feel very bad for Pauly here. He gives up eighty pounds and five inches to this monster.”
LD: “The age old question. Speed or Power? Which will prevail?”
::The two men come to the center of the ring and receive instructions before the bell rang. When the match began Pauly did his best to keep out of Sentinel's reach. Every time the big monster would get close enough Pauly would snap off a quick kick to the knee or jab to the jaw and dance out of range before Sentinel could get close enough.
Sentinel spent a few minutes cornering Pauly but just as Pauly's back reached the corner Sentinel lunged and Pauly ducked under his arms. When Sentinel turned Pauly rocked him with a hard right hand. Sentinel's head snapped to the side only to look back at the smaller Pauly with murder burning in his eyes.::
JC: “I think he's pissing the Monster off.”
LD: “....That can't be a good idea.”
::Pauly backed out of the corner and Sentinel closed the distance in two steps and grabbed O'Conner by the sides. Without so much as a growl Sentinel launched Pauly halfway across the ring into the corner. Two more half sprinting strides carried Sentinel to the corner where he would have folded Pauly in half if not for the firecrackers quickness.
Pauly exploded out of the corner and again ducked under Sentinel's arms and the big man slammed into the turnbuckle. The Silent Destroyer slammed into the turnbuckle and locked eyes with Blood at ringside then turned very slowly and locked eyes on Pauly. To his credit Pauly showed no fear when the big man turned to face him.::
LD: “I have to give Pauly credit. He is facing Sentinel without fear.”
JC: “...A gutsy dead body is still a dead body. Sooner or later Sentinel is going to get his hands on him.”
::Sentinel turned into a standing dropkick from Pauly that knocked him back into the corner. Pauly followed it up by trying to run up the length of the Silent Destroyer for a enziguri but Sentinel used his own momentum. When he reached the top most arch Sentinel grabbed him by the chest and lifted military press style.
When Pauly reached his highest point Sentinel didn't wait, he dropped Pauly down on his shoulder and then drilled him into the mat with enough force to shake the entire ring. Sentinel reared up on a single knee and looked up at the referee.::
LD: “Oh good god, Pauly O'Conner may be dead!”
JC: “And that's all she wrote.”
::Sentinel leaned down and hooked the leg for a long two count, but the firecracker got his shoulder up. Sentinel only nodded almost happily and pulled Pauly up by the hair. Two hard right hand keep Pauly more or less complacent until Sentinel leaned into his shoulder and whipped Pauly across the ring into the ropes.
Pauly rebounded off the ropes and Sentinel tried for a clothesline but Pauly ducked under it again and kept running. Pauly hit the ropes again to gain more momentum and when Sentinel turned Pauly rocked him with a huge clothesline that staggered the big man. Pauly looked from Sentinel to the ropes behind him then hit a second rebounding clothesline but Sentinel was still on his feet.::
LD: “Sentinel is still standing!”
JC: “What's it going to take to take this man down?”
::Sentinel was staggered and when Pauly hit the ropes a third time he dropped the big man with a Thes Press and began to hammer hard right hands. The crowd, seeing one of their favorite moves from Pauly erupted in cheers. Pauly railed off five or six hard punches then took off to the ropes again. He hit the ropes as Sentinel was getting back to his feet.
A second time Pauly tried the Enziguri and a second time Sentinel had it scouted. When Pauly tried to half run up his side Sentinel wrapped his arms around Pauly's stomach and stood. Using the momentum from standing so quickly Sentinel hit a belly to belly that launched Pauly cross the ring to land bouncing at the far end of the ring.
Pauly rolled through the belly to belly and fell to the floor. Sentinel was slow to climb back to his feet showing signs that the constant onslaught by the smaller Pauly was getting to him. Pauly was lying on the floor of the arena. The camera picked up Pauly ask if anyone got the license plate of that truck.::
LD: “Sentinel showing off his power. Pauly has to be careful here.”
JC: “Sentinel could crush him like a cockroach.”
::Pauly was climbed up to his knees when Sentinel was climbing through the ropes. When Sentinel jumped down off the apron Pauly exploded and grabbed Sentinel by the head driving him face down onto the floor.::
LD: “THE RISING SUN!”
JC: “But Sentinel is outside!”
::Pauly stays on his knees looking down at Sentinel and wondering how hes going to get the big man into the ring. Pauly pulls Sentinel to his feet and rolls him into the ring but it takes a few minutes due to Sentinel's size. Pauly slid into the cover and hooked the leg.::
LD: “Aerynn calls this Across the River.”
JC: “Isn't that some kind of Boston insult?”
LD: “Yes, actually it is.”
::Fabian fights in the Across the River for a few seconds before he does a full push up with Aerynn on his back. From there he slides his knees under it and reaches back. The Across the River turns into a huge sidewalk slam that almost sends Aerynn through the ring. Fabian hooks the leg.:
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KICKOUT!
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KICKOUT!
LD: “I can't believe the fight in this girl.”
JC: “I don't think Fabian can either!”
::Fabian pulls Aerynn back to her feet and drags her over into the corner. Once in the corner Fabian lifts Aerynn up choke style and drops her on the top rope. Aerynn throws rights and lefts of her own to keep him from climbing the ropes. After three attempts to climb the turnbuckles and Aerynn not allowing it Fabian roars and hits a second European uppercut.
Aerynn's body, much like a rag doll, jolts on the top rope and Fabian touches his lip then climbs the turnbuckles.::
LD: “I think Fabian is going for The Dumpster Bash.”
JC: “That's done from the ring though.”
LD: “And Aerynn Donnelly has shown she won't stay down. I think he'd going to do it from the top rope.”
::Sure enough Fabian locks her up like he is going for a cutter but Aerynn shoves him as hard as she can out of desperation and Fabian crashes to the mat on his neck and shoulders. Aerynn leans forward and collapses off the top rope to the mat below.
Fabian touches his face and shakes his head to clear away the fog as Aerynn pulls herself up by the ropes. When Fabian turns Aerynn throws all her eggs together. Her legs bicycle and she extends her leg taking Fabian across the side of the head.
Fabian collaspes to the mat and Aerynn stands there a second vacant eyed then falls sideways with her shoulder over Fabian.::
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3-KICKOUT!
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3-KICKOUT!
LD: “That was so close....”
JC: “Fabian kicked out....but was it soon enough?”
LD: “....The referee is talking to Jamie.....”
Jamie Hensley: “....And your winner....Aerynn Donnelly!”
::The camera's followed as Fabian nodded in respect to the woman, if nothing else, she'd earned it. Then as the trainers came out and helped her to the back. Aerynn had just taken a beating at the hands of Fabian Korentice and had needed to be checked out. She'd taken a hell of a beating in her match and looked every bit the fighter she was. Pauly rounds the corner and enters the trainer's room and approaches Aerynn.::
Pauly: "Girl, ye ok?"
::She looked over to Pauly, her oldest and dearest friend, and groaned. Nodding lightly.::
Aerynn: "Aye, I'm aight. Dinna worry 'bout meh. Ye need tae worry 'bout tha monster in fron' o' ye."
::Pauly gets a closer look to see the bumps and bruises on Aerynn's face.::
Pauly: "Look at yerself girl. Ye took quite a beating out there."
::She reached up to pushed his hand away and pulled her face away from his grip. Laughing, or at least trying to.::
Aerynn: "Ain't tha first time, Pauly. I've had worse. Trust me."
Pauly: "Trust? I've seen it first hand, but like ye said yerself. This isn't like tha fights back home. I shoulda been there to watch yer back."
::She shook her head lightly.::
Aerynn: "No, I knew whot I was gettin' inta by doin' this. I accepted tha terms o' tha contract. Jus' happened tha' I got put against 'nother monster on me first show."
::Dark eyes looked at him. Trying to reassure him.::
Aerynn: "I'm fine. Really. Ok? Now ye.. Ye need tae focus on yer match an' nae me right now."
Pauly: "Fer now that is. I'll be back here soon as it's all over. Just take it easy till I get back. Ok? After everything is done here nothing some good ol' Irish medicine can't fix."
Aerynn: "Can't, gotta do my job an' escort tha resident 'Playboy' here in a few."
::She swung her legs over the side of the table and hopped down. She looked back to him.::
Aerynn: "Now, go out there an' give 'em a show."
Pauly: "Aye, aye captain. See ya soon."
::With that being said Pauly gives Aerynn a light hug and exits the trainers room and heads towards the entrance ramp. The camera shifted back to the announcers once more.::
LD: “Well at least we know that Aerynn is okay.”
JC: “And now we get to watch her lover boy get destroyed in the middle of that ring.”
LD: “I suppose that's yet to be decided.”
::The techno-rock instrumental theme, "The Sentinel" by Celldweller, starts to ripple through the speakers as smoke starts to billow through the floor of the stage. Upon a rising platform, illuminated by a single purple spotlight, is the massive form of the Silent Destroyer, Sentinel. As the platform ceases its ascent, his manager, Zachariah Blood, comes from behind the curtain to stand at his side. They pause for a moment at the top of the ramp before heading toward the ring, Sentinel taking the lead.::
Jamie Hensley: "Led to the ring by Zachariah Blood, from Valley Forge, Tennessee and weighing in at 281 pounds...the Silent Destroyer...SENTINEL!
::Zachariah ascends the steps and enters the ring through the ropes while Sentinel rolls into the ring under the bottom rope. He comes up to his full height mid-ring, Zachariah standing before him with his arms outstretched while Sentinel holds a closed fist into the air. Divesting himself of his jacket, which he losses to a ringside attendant, Sentinel moves to a neutral corner while Zachariah gives him some last-minute instructions before leaving the ring through the ropes. Sentinel stares straight ahead, gray eyes cold and focused, as he awaits the start of the match.::
LD: “There is just something about this guy that is completely unnerving.....”
JC: “Like him or hate him, this guy is one of the people that President Georgio sought out. One of those names one step short of stardom that can carry the brand for years to come.”
LD: “...How can you carry a brand when you cannot even carry a conversation?”
JC: “That's what Blood is for.”
Jamie Hensley: “And his opponent from Belfast, Ireland, weighting in at 205 pounds. The Irish Firecracker, Pauly....O'CONNER!”
"And Shepherds we shall be For thee, my Lord, for thee. Power hath descended forth from Thy hand Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands. So we shall flow a river forth to Thee And teeming with souls shall it ever be. In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti."
::As the prayer ends, green, orange, and white pyros go off and Pauly comes bursting from be hind the curtains and onto the ramp. He high fives a few people in the crowd. He even takes a moment to take a fans phone and take a picture with them.::
"You're the fighter you've got the fire
The spirit of a warrior, the champion's heart
You fight for your life because the fighter never quits
You make the most of the hand you're dealt
Because the quitter never wins
No!"
::Pauly slides in the ring and jumps to his feet. He then throws his arms in the air as more pyros go off. The music fades as Pauly makes his way to his corner for the start of the match. ::
JC: “For some reason I feel very bad for Pauly here. He gives up eighty pounds and five inches to this monster.”
LD: “The age old question. Speed or Power? Which will prevail?”
::The two men come to the center of the ring and receive instructions before the bell rang. When the match began Pauly did his best to keep out of Sentinel's reach. Every time the big monster would get close enough Pauly would snap off a quick kick to the knee or jab to the jaw and dance out of range before Sentinel could get close enough.
Sentinel spent a few minutes cornering Pauly but just as Pauly's back reached the corner Sentinel lunged and Pauly ducked under his arms. When Sentinel turned Pauly rocked him with a hard right hand. Sentinel's head snapped to the side only to look back at the smaller Pauly with murder burning in his eyes.::
JC: “I think he's pissing the Monster off.”
LD: “....That can't be a good idea.”
::Pauly backed out of the corner and Sentinel closed the distance in two steps and grabbed O'Conner by the sides. Without so much as a growl Sentinel launched Pauly halfway across the ring into the corner. Two more half sprinting strides carried Sentinel to the corner where he would have folded Pauly in half if not for the firecrackers quickness.
Pauly exploded out of the corner and again ducked under Sentinel's arms and the big man slammed into the turnbuckle. The Silent Destroyer slammed into the turnbuckle and locked eyes with Blood at ringside then turned very slowly and locked eyes on Pauly. To his credit Pauly showed no fear when the big man turned to face him.::
LD: “I have to give Pauly credit. He is facing Sentinel without fear.”
JC: “...A gutsy dead body is still a dead body. Sooner or later Sentinel is going to get his hands on him.”
::Sentinel turned into a standing dropkick from Pauly that knocked him back into the corner. Pauly followed it up by trying to run up the length of the Silent Destroyer for a enziguri but Sentinel used his own momentum. When he reached the top most arch Sentinel grabbed him by the chest and lifted military press style.
When Pauly reached his highest point Sentinel didn't wait, he dropped Pauly down on his shoulder and then drilled him into the mat with enough force to shake the entire ring. Sentinel reared up on a single knee and looked up at the referee.::
LD: “Oh good god, Pauly O'Conner may be dead!”
JC: “And that's all she wrote.”
::Sentinel leaned down and hooked the leg for a long two count, but the firecracker got his shoulder up. Sentinel only nodded almost happily and pulled Pauly up by the hair. Two hard right hand keep Pauly more or less complacent until Sentinel leaned into his shoulder and whipped Pauly across the ring into the ropes.
Pauly rebounded off the ropes and Sentinel tried for a clothesline but Pauly ducked under it again and kept running. Pauly hit the ropes again to gain more momentum and when Sentinel turned Pauly rocked him with a huge clothesline that staggered the big man. Pauly looked from Sentinel to the ropes behind him then hit a second rebounding clothesline but Sentinel was still on his feet.::
LD: “Sentinel is still standing!”
JC: “What's it going to take to take this man down?”
::Sentinel was staggered and when Pauly hit the ropes a third time he dropped the big man with a Thes Press and began to hammer hard right hands. The crowd, seeing one of their favorite moves from Pauly erupted in cheers. Pauly railed off five or six hard punches then took off to the ropes again. He hit the ropes as Sentinel was getting back to his feet.
A second time Pauly tried the Enziguri and a second time Sentinel had it scouted. When Pauly tried to half run up his side Sentinel wrapped his arms around Pauly's stomach and stood. Using the momentum from standing so quickly Sentinel hit a belly to belly that launched Pauly cross the ring to land bouncing at the far end of the ring.
Pauly rolled through the belly to belly and fell to the floor. Sentinel was slow to climb back to his feet showing signs that the constant onslaught by the smaller Pauly was getting to him. Pauly was lying on the floor of the arena. The camera picked up Pauly ask if anyone got the license plate of that truck.::
LD: “Sentinel showing off his power. Pauly has to be careful here.”
JC: “Sentinel could crush him like a cockroach.”
::Pauly was climbed up to his knees when Sentinel was climbing through the ropes. When Sentinel jumped down off the apron Pauly exploded and grabbed Sentinel by the head driving him face down onto the floor.::
LD: “THE RISING SUN!”
JC: “But Sentinel is outside!”
::Pauly stays on his knees looking down at Sentinel and wondering how hes going to get the big man into the ring. Pauly pulls Sentinel to his feet and rolls him into the ring but it takes a few minutes due to Sentinel's size. Pauly slid into the cover and hooked the leg.::
1
2
KICKOUT!
LD: “Sentinel kicked out!”
JC: “If Pauly hit that in the ring it may have been different.”
::Pauly leaned up on his knees and looked at the referee and then stood and took a single step back. He measured Sentinel and when the big man rose to his feet Pauly tried for the Rising Sun again, but this time Sentinel shoved him away.
Pauly came to Sentinel again but the big man sent a hard boot to the stomach and when Pauly was doubled over Sentinel wrapped him up in a Suplex position. From the vertical position Sentinel flipped him around in midair and dropped him with a hard power bomb with a pin.::
Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner, The Silent Destroyer.....SENTINEL!!!”
::Jeszika Gautier is seems storming the back halls in the arena seemingly searching for someone. As she rounds her third corner into a open area she pauses, a small smile spreads on her lips. She walks up behind a male figure and spins him around to face her by the shoulder.::
Jeszika: "Hello, Brody."
::She says somewhat mockingly before she rears back and punches him clean in the jaw. When he feels that hand on his shoulder and spins around his eyes fall on Jeszika and his eyes sparkle. The images still very fresh in his mind. Then of course, he got slugged in the jaw. His head snapped to the side and he grabbed and shifted his jaw back and forth.::
Broderick: "....Well. Hello to you too, Partner."
Jeszika: "Just had to get that out of the way... I did promise after all and I never back out of a promise."
Broderick: "Would you like to kiss it better now?"
::Jeszika shakes her head looking disgusted even as a slight blush touches her cheeks.::
Jeszika: "Oh hell no! No where near drunk enough to fall for that again."
Broderick: "Ah. You think it was the drink."
::His expression was one of mocking and he smirked a bit.::
Broderick: "How naive you are. Now, shall we go and get this match over with or would you like to continue to pretend you’re the innocent victim?"
Jeszika: "You don't even wanna know what I'd like to do right now... But yes, let's go get this over with."
Broderick: "Oh, I know exactly what you want to do right now. But...."
::Once more he grinned and looked her up and down.::
Broderick: "....We need to go and embarrass your friends first. Then, you can beg some more."
::And then he simply turned and walked toward the tunnel. Jeszika clenches her hands into fists and sighs before she follows him. The camera once again shifted back to the announcers.::
LD: “She actually hit him. Good for her.”
JC: “Yes, but was that smart with them having to be partners here tonight?”
Jamie Hensley: “And our next match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first the team of Bethany and Ashley Kenyon Katt Industries Special Services!”
::“Kiss Tried To Kill Me” starts up. With lights dancing around, Nikki Peltier leads out both members of K.I.S.S. To the delight of the on-looking crowd. Bethany Kenyon sways slightly trying to tantalize and only tease a little while her younger sister, Ashley Kenyon, tries to make eye contact with every person in the place, hoping to tease them all into a frenzy. Nikki leads them to the ring where she walks to the center of the ring and points to opposite corners, upon which both sisters raise their arms, Bethany just standing there while Ashley dances a little for everybody::
JC: “Katt Industries Special Services....sounds like some kind of health department.”
LD: “You wish they'd put you in good health don't you?”
JC: “....Dammit I do.”
Jamie Hensley: “And their opponents. Introducing first from New Orleans, Louisiana and weighting in at One hundred and sixty pounds. The Fem Fatale, Jeszika Gautier!”
::Drums start pounding as "Watch me" By Icon for Hire starts playing over the speakers as Jeszika walks out onto the ramp wearing a black leather studded corset encrusted with diamond over top of a Black tank top and a short pleated tartan skirt.::
"Watch me get it get it wrong at the top of my lungs
While you front for every one, while you tip toe for fun
I can scream until your ears bleed, you're gonna never hear me
You hear what you want, but you never wanted me"
::She forms a gun with her fingers and points it at the crowd before bringing it 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.::
Jamie Hensley: “And her partner. From Las Vegas, Nevada. Weighting in at Two hundred and twenty-two pounds. He is The All American Nightmare, Broderick Montgomery!”
::The lights of the Arena darken as the Tron comes to life and the Guitars begin to strum. The Tron shows images of a private Jet, a full stretch Limo all the while the speaker system plays his taunting, mocking laugh.
"LET'S GO!!!"
As the music speeds up the images on the Tron flash to images of him hitting The Playboy's Playmaker and others. Brody comes through the curtain in a black robe and hood over his face. When he made it to the center of the stage he'd throw his arms up and cause the robe to fly off and float to the ground.
"I make the good girls bad and bad girls worse.
Nice guys are last cuz I’m always first.
I'm a freak show sucker for how it feels.
Turned the girl next door into hell on heels.
I'm a red, white and blue tattooed and just don't care.
I'm your All American Nightmare."
A cocky smirk touched his lips. He turns to look behind him at the tall form of Aerynn Donnelly as she strolled out behind him, looking worse for wear after her match with Fabian. She'd cross her arms over her chest. He grins over at his bodyguard and she actually rolls her eyes at him before cocking her head toward the ring like "Dude, come on."
"If you wanna run away i can give you a ride.
I'm a one way ticket to your darker side.
And come with me, baby let's lose some sleep.
don't mistake me for a dream."
The two of them walk down the ramp way until they come to the ring and he slides beneath the bottom rope and into the ring. Aerynn stays on the outside as Brody mounts the middle rope and holds up his arm for the crowd as he gets that screaming boo, with the faintest hint of cheers mixed in.::
"They'll try to lock me up and throw away the key.
But there never gonna hold down a freak like me.
I'm a an outcast, smoking grass, living for speed.
I got everything you want, but nothing that you need.
Give it to me baby!"
LD: “If this isn't one of the most arrogant men I have ever laid my eyes on,”
JC: “But, what if he is just that good?”
LD: “He is a rookie with a woman bodyguard. How good could he be?”
JC: “That female bodyguard bested a veteran in our business.”
LD: “Touche'”
::Brody steps back between the ropes and motions for Jeszika to start. The woman gives him a look that could only be called loathing before turning to Bethany who was to start the match. The two women quickly share a respectful handshake. The two women lock up with Jeszika getting backed into the ropes.
Bethany leans her shoulder into Jes's shoulder and whips her across the ring. When Jeszika and Bethany meet in the center of the ring Bethany tries for a clothesline but Jeszika ducked under it and whipped Bethany the way she had come from. When she hit the ropes Broderick kicked up off the apron and hit a kick to the back of Bethany's head.::
LD: “You’re not the legal man you jackass!”
JC: “Hey, he's helping his partner out.”
LD: “Not even you can believe that.”
::Jeszika walks right by the downed Bethany to her own corner where she begins having a heated argument with Brody. The two are yelling at one another and motioning between them to Bethany until finally Jeszika rears back and slaps Brody across the face. Jeszika opens her hand and motions toward the ring like, you want in so bad? Here you go!
Brody climbs into the ring but no sooner had he turned to Bethany when “Born to Rise” hits the speakers and Oliver Georgio comes through the curtain and walks down the ramp way waving his hands franticly for the referee.::
LD: “What does President Oliver want?”
JC: “Hasn't he done enough already? The World Title matches. This match. Our wonderful main event. Let the superstars do what they do.”
LD: “He seems to be trying to get the referee's attention.”
::The referee leaned down out of the ring and Oliver called him down. Being a good employee
the ref climbed down out of the ring. Then, plain as day behind the referee's head as he patted him on the back as the two talked. Oliver motioned the girls at Brody.::
JC: “Did....Oliver Georgio just tell the girls to get Brody?”
LD: “I....think he did!”
::Jeszika grinned at Ashley as the two climbed into the ring. Brody turned to face Ashley and Jeszika wasted no time. She locked in the Femme-Grip. A naked choke. Even half dragged Brody back and sta on the top rope to give herself more leverage. Ashley came over and hit a few slaps for good measure and then of course, Bethany got to her feet.
She touched the back of her head lightly and then launched herself at Brody. In mid rush she arched sideways and kicked Brody square in the mouth. The kick echoed through the crowd that screamed it's approval. All the while,. Aerynn was talking to a young fan in the front row, who was all grins that he got to distract the bodyguard.::
LD: “The Kiss Off. The Kiss Off and the Femme-Grip!”
JC: “His own tag team partner turned her back on him!”
LD: “With President Georgio's full approval it looks like...and after what he did, can you really blame them!?”
JC: “It was just a little fling!”
LD: “....You’re a pig.”
::Oliver continues the keep the referee's attention, but Aerynn finally turns around and sighs. She knew the whole time but enough was enough. She slid into the ring and shoved each of the girls away. Jeszika drops Brody to a crumbled heap and hops off the turnbuckle. Aerynn shoves her away as well and can be seen to say “Okay. Enough.”
Bethany and Ashley are all smiles as they lift their hands in surrender but Jeszika shoulders past Aerynn and hits one final kick. This time to a Brody who was on his hands and knees and kicks him square in the crotch. His eyes wide and he wails in agony.::
JC: “...Oh...The humanity....”
LD: “YES! Serves him right!”
::Aerynn, however staggered backwards from the hard shoulder block. Her eyes narrowed down at the mat a moment in a mixture of pain and anger and when she looked up at Jeszika as she kicked Brody her eyes burned with rage.::
JC: “Do it! Do it!”
LD: “Don't do it! This is a sanctioned beating!”
::Aerynn looked at Jeszika for a moment before she jumped at her. That bicycle motion seemed almost poetic when Aerynn did it, that is until her foot connected with Jeszika's face. K.I.S.S. Immediately moved forward but Aerynn dropped to the mat and rolled out of the ring and pulled Brody out with her. She mouthed “I said enough” as She and Brody half walked and half limped up the ramp way.
Jeszika looked up from the mat, rubbing her jaw and locked eyes with Aerynn then could be heard to say “Okay, bitch”. The Referee looked back at the ring and then at the two backing up the ramp but Oliver merely shook his head and looked with irritation at Aerynn.::
LD: “Well, this makes their match next week that much more interesting.”
JC: “That it does. A World Title four-way spot.....and now this.”
::A brief break to show the banner for UWA Tragic Engagement before coming back to show President Oliver sitting behind a beautiful oak dress holding a cup of coffee in one hand and his cell phone on the other.::
Oliver: “Yes I understand. Matt Lennox, A tag team called Sang Real, a Monster called Donzig and a forester Antranig. Not to mention our surprise later.....by leaps and bounds yes. Of course, I am sure we could support a star of your level.”
LD: “Who is he talking to?”
JC: “Sounds like some kind of A list star!”
LD: “Someone else interested in coming to The Unchained Wrestling Alliance?”
::Oliver takes a long drink of his coffee before smiling a wide smile and nodding gently to what the voice on the other end of the phone was saying.::
Oliver: “Of course. I understand the hesitation. We are just opening our doors after all. How about this. Our Pay Per View in on the Twenty-Third of February. Why don't you come on down? I'll get you free tickets, a backstage pass. The whole VIP Treatment. Talk to our roster. Let them tell you how great it is to work for UWA....Okay. I'll see you then.”
::Oliver closed his phone gently with a huge smile on his face, but the smile didn't seem to last. The door slammed open and Broderick Montgomery limped into his office his clean shaven face livid with rage.::
Broderick: “What was the meaning of that?!”
Oliver: “And what are you referring to?”
Broderick: “Don't play dumb with me, you senile old prick. That shame of a match with K.I.S.S.! You threw me to the wolves.”
::When Brody called Oliver a little prick Oliver's eyebrows shot up and he leaned forward on his desk.::
Oliver: “Now listen here, you little ungrateful piece of shit. I didn't feed you to the wolves, I simply put the wolf into the pin with the sheep he had hunted and let the sheep take care of their own problems!”
Broderick: “It amounts to the same thing! What about Jeszika? Will she be fined fro that illegal low blow?”
Oliver: “Low blow? I didn't see any low blows. Did you see any low blows Miss Donnelly?”
::Aerynn was leaning on the door frame with a tiny little grin touching the corners of her mouth. She simply shrugged no commit-ally. Oliver lifted a brow again at her lack of answer, but Brody however looked back at her and narrowed his eyes.::
Broderick: “Don't just stand there! Prove you can do something constructive with your mouth that doesn't require you to be on your knees!”
Oliver: “Mister Montgomery! You will not speak to her in that manner around me. Women are not to be spoken to in that regard?”
Brody: “Oh really? If I want to call her a useless gash, then I will and there isn't a damn thing you can do about it, old man.”
::Brody turned and motioned for Aerynn to leave the room. She stood watching him frostily then turned and left the room. Oliver also rose and when he reached the door he called out after him.::
Oliver: “Don't think I can do anything? Your match in two weeks with Sentinel? It's a No Disqualification match. Enjoy.”
::Brody rounded on the door and looked back as Oliver slammed the door. Behind him, Aerynn was all smiles. She just found a whole new level of respect for the UWA President. The camera then went back to the announcers at ringside.::
LD: “Way to go Mr. President!”
JC: “He can't do that! Sentinel is a former World Champion! Brody is a rookie! He'll be killed!”
LD: He should have thought about that before he ran his trap shouldn't he?”
JC: “.....”
LD: “And now we come to the moment we have all been waiting for. The first qualifying match for the Four way for the World Heavyweight Title.”
JC: “President Oliver Georgio just announced it a little over an hour ago. The first eight people to sign UWA contracts included clauses that guaranteed them spots in this tournament and the first match is next.”
LD: “Tommy Zeller and Nick Daniel's. Ted Vs The Burning City Saint.”
JC: “Can Ted withstand the fire? We find out....NOW!”
Jamie Hensley: “This is our Main Event. The winner of this match gets the first of four spots for the World Title at Tragic Engagement. Introducing first from South Amboy, New Jersey. Weighting in at Two hundred and Twenty pounds. He is Tommy...ZELLER!”
"We made it even though we had our backs
Up against the wall (come on)
Forever we waited (ah hah)
And they told us we were never gonna
Get it But we took it on the road
(To the riches)
on the road
(To the ghetto)
on the road
(In the projects, to this bangin' instrumental)
on the road
(Rise with me)
on the road
(Come and get it)
on the road"
::As the chorus comes to an end Tommy comes charging out the curtains and onto the ramp.::
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo
When it all got started we were steadily
Just getting rejected
And it seemed like nothin' we could do
would ever get us respected
At best we were stressed at the worst
They probably said we're pathetic
Had all the pieces to that puzzle
Just the way to connect it
I was fighting through every rhyme
Tightening up every line
Never restin' the question if I
Was out of my mind
It finally came time to do it and let it die
So we put the chips on the table and
Told them to let it ride, sing it (yeah)"
::Tommy makes his way down the ramp as the verse of the song plays. He makes a few laps around the ring as he slaps hands with as many fans as possible. He then enters the ring and climbs the turnbuckle to raise his hands above his head as the crowd of fans erupts in sheer happiness. After a few moments he jumps down and waits in the corner.::
LD: “The man they call Ted!”
JC: “And he has a hell of a challenge in The Burning City Saint.”
Jamie Hensley: “And his opponent from Centralia, Pennsylvania and weighing in at Two Hundred and Seventeen pounds. He is The Burning City Saint. Nick....DANIELS!
::The lights all fade out, leaving the arena in total obscurity. The intro synth of Last Man Standing is heard in the arena. The crowd with their usual split reception for the man are starting to get louder and louder as the lyrics arrive.::
"I am the last man stand survivor
I'll be the last man home.
I'll be the last man stand survivor
I'll be the last man home."
::A Single spotlight is lighting up the stage, where a few seconds after the lyrics are heard, Nick Daniels push the curtain and stand on the stage looking at the crowd. He looks behind him and Amber makes her way to the stage standing next to Nick. Amber lean over Nick and they kiss as the crowd are still expressing there feeling toward the ''Burning City Saint''. They both very slowly start to make there way to the ring, looking at the fans on there way there. Daniels stop in front of the ring as Amber Slide under the 3rd rope and into the ring. She wait's in the ring as Daniels take his time walking up the small steps to the ring, he walk on the apron till he reaches the middle of the ring, he then turned around to face the fans. As he lift both his arm in the traditional ''Raven Pose'' the spotlight than disappeared and the ring is now lighten by a rust colored flicker light. Daniels then turn around and enter the ring as the song fades out.::
LD: “Have you seen this guy's preview video's?”
JC: “...Yea. I wish I hadn't, but yes I have.”
LD: “Tell me he isn't the creepiest SoB to come down the rampway in years?”
JC: “Others have been tame in comparison to this guy. And that's saying something.”
::The two men came to the center of the ring and received their instructions from the referee. Both men seemed more then a little unnerved, but who could blame them with the news from earlier in the night. To go from a normal match, to a World Title Qualifier. As soon as the referee backed away Tommy jumped forward and caught Nick with a hard right hand.
Three hard rights backed Nick into the corner. With nick backed into the corner Tommy hits a hard chop that bows in the chest of the Burning Son. Then a second and finally a third. Tommy lifts Nick up by the thighs and deposits him on the top rope.::
LD: “What does Ted have planned now?”
JC: “TED?”
LD: “....Long story.”
::Tommy jogs to the other side of the ring and lifts his arm up for the crowd then takes a running start at the other corner. Nick however was waiting for him. When Tommy got within reach he intertwined his legs with Tommy's arms and flipped himself over the turnbuckle until he was bent backwards over the top rope and reaching for Tommy's legs.::
LD: “Oh my god! If I didn't see it with my own eyes I wouldn't have believed it!”
JC: “How did he do that?! How did he move that fast!”
LD: “We need to see that again!”
::In a split screen it shows Nick Daniel's sinking in the Tarantula and on the other that movement he used to get Tommy into it. How quickly he seemed to snatch him out of midair and flip them both onto the ropes. Once the split screen vanished it left only the image of Tommy locked into the hold and the referee beginning is count.
Just a hair before the five count and the DQ nick unwinds himself from around Tommy and ends up crouched on the outside of the ring. Tommy crawls away from the corner and uses the ropes on the other end of the ring to pull himself back to his feet.
Nick climbs back into the ring and when he crosses the ring Tommy rocks him with a hard right hand, but Nick responds with one of his own. The two men square off in the center of the ring exchanging right hands one after another until the fatigue of the submission shows briefly and Nick is able to duck under a right hand.::
LD: “I think that submission hold took its toll on Zeller.”
JC: “Think of that all on your own did you?”
::Nick backs Tommy into the ropes with hard rights and then plants his shoulder into Tommy and whips him across the ring. When Tommy comes back Nick delivers a hard knee to the stomach that doubles him over. With Tommy doubled over Nick locks him up in a suplex position only to lift him and drop him neck first on his waiting knee.::
LD: “Oh god, that looked...unpleasant.”
JC: “Unpleasant? Try painful. Horrifying. Vicious.”
LD: “....you actually have a working vocabulary.”
::Nick falls into the corner and gets a quick two count before Tommy lifts his shoulder up. Nick slides down behind him and locks in a chin lock. He tries to slid the chin lock into a full on rear naked choke, but Tommy keeps his head down. With true vicious precision Daniel's drives his forearms into the sides of Zeller's head until he is able to get that forearm under his chin.
Then like a pit bull Daniel's locks his arms together and begins to yank backwards with everything he has. Tommy fights, trying to drag them to the ropes but the weight is to much and slowly his arm starts falling. The Ref comes in and lifts the arm once and it falls. Again he lifts the arm and for a second time it falls.::
JC: “I think Tommy Zeller is out.”
LD: “Don't count this kid out, but I think you may be right.”
::The Ref lifts his arm a third time and this time it falls, but stops just short of the mat and Tommy begins to fight out. He pulls hims way to his knees and stands with Nick on his back. Tommy hits a huge back body drop that slams Daniels between himself and the mat. Tommy rolls onto his stomach breathing hard and holding his throat.::
LD: “Told you! Told you not to underestimate him!”
JC: “....That's it. Postpone your agony. It must be the drugs.”
::Tommy uses the ropes to pull himself up and crouches in the corner. When Daniel's climbs back to his feet and turns Tommy lunges at him. Tommy tries for a spear, but Nick grabs him around the neck and kicks his leg out and uses Tommy's own momentum to hit a huge impact DDT. Tommy sprawls out on the mat and nick rolls into the cover.
Nick looks up at the referee and stares at him blankly for a few seconds before pulling Tommy up by the hair and marching him to the corner. Once in the ring he slams Zeller's head off the turnbuckle and then lifts him onto the top rope. Daniel's climbs up after him and hooks him up like he is going to Suplex Tommy off the top rope.::
JC: “What is Daniel's going to do here?”
LD: “Whatever it is, I don't think it will be good.”
JC: “OH!”
::Two hard right hands and a well placed shove sends Daniel's off the top rope crashing to the floor. Tommy slowly climbs to his feet on the top turnbuckle looking down at Nick lying on his back on the floor. A quick look at the crowd and a wide smile. Tommy stands on two shaky legs and then flips off the top rope crashing down atop Nick Daniel's with a huge leg drop. The Crowd half chanting Tommy and half chanting “Holyshit” as both men lay in a tangled heap on the floor.::
LD: “Tommy Zeller just killed nick Daniel's!”
JC: “Is he so high he doesn't care about the well being of his opponents?!”
LD: “What are you talking about? Daniel's was going to Suplex Tommy off the top rope! And Tommy hurt himself as much as he did Daniel's!”
JC: “It should still be a DQ!”
::Tommy was the first man to stir at the Referee's seven count. He staggers to the ring and rolls in, then just as it appeared Tommy was going to win by count out he rolls back out of the ring and breaks the count.::
LD: “See, now that is sportsmanship.”
JC: “And why is that sportsmanship?”
LD: “Tommy wants to win the right way, not by count out.”
Tommy pulls Nick to his feet by the hair and rolls him into the ring. Zeller crawls into the cover....
Tommy doesn't stare at the referee he simply mounts Nick and hammers him with hard right hands. Once he was back to his feet Tommy leaned back on the ropes for more momentum and then leaps and drops his knee onto Daniel's head. Nick rolls to his stomach but Tommy rolls him back over and hooks the leg again.
Tommy now however appears a bit frustrated as he stands and motions for Daniel's to get back to his feet. Tommy stalks him until Nick gets to a knee and then launched himself into the air. Placing the back of Nick's head in the crook behind his knee Tommy drives Nick's head into the mat.::
LD: “Thunder buddy!”
JC: “What a stupid name.....”
LD: “None the less.”
::At ringside Amber is jawing at Zeller, but not getting personally involved. Tommy and Amber share a few choices words before Zeller drops into the cover.::
JC: “NO! Daniel's got his shoulder up!”
LD: “....Daniel's kicked out of the Thunder Buddy.”
JC: “Looks like the time Tommy was jawing at Amber Valentine cost him.”
::Tommy rolls onto his knees and stares down at Daniel's and then at Amber. A few choice words in her direction then he climbs to his feet and motions for Nick to get up.::
LD: “He's calling for another one!”
::Nick climbs back to his knees and Tommy jumps into the air again, but this time Nick stood up and caught Tommy on his shoulders. The movement was lightning fast. He launches Zeller into the air and leaves him to crash to the mat flat on his neck.::
JC: “House of a thousand deaths!”
LD: “...Where did that come from!?”
JC: “Don't underestimate this man.”
LD: “Can he take advantage?”
::Nick wavers on his feet and falls to his knees and hooks the leg. The Referee slides into position.::
JC: “Nick Daniel's did it! He earned the first spot in the fatal Four-way!”
LD: “Tommy Zeller put up a hell of a fight!”
Jamie Hensley: “Your winner, the Burning City Saint, NICK DANIEL'S!”
::As Daniel's stands tall and proud in the ring the lights suddenly cut out leaving the auditorium in darkness. The crowd begins to buzz, though obviously confused.::
JC: "Did we just lose power? Show's practically over and now something breaks?"
LD: "How should I know?"
::The opening chords of "Kashmir" by Bond begin to play over the arena.::
JC: "No way! Can it really be?"
LD: "No way."
::Before the beat and tempo change, a burst of pyro goes off, which brings the lights back on. Standing at the top of the entrance way is "the Canadian Legend" Kyle Travis. He slowly looks over the jeering crowd. Taking every in face and every person.::
JC: "I don't believe it! The Canadian Legend, The Once and Future King is here in UWA!"
LD: "Don't tell me Georgio signed him."
JC: "Why not? He's a free agent as of this past weekend."
::Travis paces back and forth on the top of the rank looking from the jeering crowd to the two men in the ring, one of whom has won a World Title shot.::
JC: "Former world heavyweight champion, one of the best technical wrestlers in the world."
LD: "Travis was, until this weekend was under a iron clad contract. I cannot imagine Georgio signing him, given his reputation."
JC: "The guy is a legend."
Travis: "So I guess everyone is wondering what I am doing here. The question you should ask is what I am going to do now that I am here. You are looking at a legend who is ready to prove he is indeed a legend. You are looking at the most decorated wrestler in UWA. You are looking at the biggest name this company is going to have."
LD: "I think Nick Daniel's may have something to say about that. He is a highly decorated Champion himself."
JC: "But this is Kyle Travis!"
::Travis turns towards the entrance, as if looking at eight specific superstars in the back. ::
Travis: "You are looking at the UWA World Champion. Whether any of you like it or not!"
::The crowd jeers as Travis keeps his eyes on the entrance.::
Travis: "Bow to the Once and Future King."
::Travis drops the mic and head to the back as "Kashmir" by Bond plays.::
JC: "Yes!"
LD: "Kyle Travis has joined UWA and already declared he is going to be champion."
JC: "He does that and ladies and gentlemen that's all. For Lula Davidson, I am Jason Chase and goodnight from The Unchained Wrestling Alliance!”
JC: “If Pauly hit that in the ring it may have been different.”
::Pauly leaned up on his knees and looked at the referee and then stood and took a single step back. He measured Sentinel and when the big man rose to his feet Pauly tried for the Rising Sun again, but this time Sentinel shoved him away.
Pauly came to Sentinel again but the big man sent a hard boot to the stomach and when Pauly was doubled over Sentinel wrapped him up in a Suplex position. From the vertical position Sentinel flipped him around in midair and dropped him with a hard power bomb with a pin.::
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Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner, The Silent Destroyer.....SENTINEL!!!”
::Jeszika Gautier is seems storming the back halls in the arena seemingly searching for someone. As she rounds her third corner into a open area she pauses, a small smile spreads on her lips. She walks up behind a male figure and spins him around to face her by the shoulder.::
Jeszika: "Hello, Brody."
::She says somewhat mockingly before she rears back and punches him clean in the jaw. When he feels that hand on his shoulder and spins around his eyes fall on Jeszika and his eyes sparkle. The images still very fresh in his mind. Then of course, he got slugged in the jaw. His head snapped to the side and he grabbed and shifted his jaw back and forth.::
Broderick: "....Well. Hello to you too, Partner."
Jeszika: "Just had to get that out of the way... I did promise after all and I never back out of a promise."
Broderick: "Would you like to kiss it better now?"
::Jeszika shakes her head looking disgusted even as a slight blush touches her cheeks.::
Jeszika: "Oh hell no! No where near drunk enough to fall for that again."
Broderick: "Ah. You think it was the drink."
::His expression was one of mocking and he smirked a bit.::
Broderick: "How naive you are. Now, shall we go and get this match over with or would you like to continue to pretend you’re the innocent victim?"
Jeszika: "You don't even wanna know what I'd like to do right now... But yes, let's go get this over with."
Broderick: "Oh, I know exactly what you want to do right now. But...."
::Once more he grinned and looked her up and down.::
Broderick: "....We need to go and embarrass your friends first. Then, you can beg some more."
::And then he simply turned and walked toward the tunnel. Jeszika clenches her hands into fists and sighs before she follows him. The camera once again shifted back to the announcers.::
LD: “She actually hit him. Good for her.”
JC: “Yes, but was that smart with them having to be partners here tonight?”
Jamie Hensley: “And our next match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first the team of Bethany and Ashley Kenyon Katt Industries Special Services!”
::“Kiss Tried To Kill Me” starts up. With lights dancing around, Nikki Peltier leads out both members of K.I.S.S. To the delight of the on-looking crowd. Bethany Kenyon sways slightly trying to tantalize and only tease a little while her younger sister, Ashley Kenyon, tries to make eye contact with every person in the place, hoping to tease them all into a frenzy. Nikki leads them to the ring where she walks to the center of the ring and points to opposite corners, upon which both sisters raise their arms, Bethany just standing there while Ashley dances a little for everybody::
JC: “Katt Industries Special Services....sounds like some kind of health department.”
LD: “You wish they'd put you in good health don't you?”
JC: “....Dammit I do.”
Jamie Hensley: “And their opponents. Introducing first from New Orleans, Louisiana and weighting in at One hundred and sixty pounds. The Fem Fatale, Jeszika Gautier!”
::Drums start pounding as "Watch me" By Icon for Hire starts playing over the speakers as Jeszika walks out onto the ramp wearing a black leather studded corset encrusted with diamond over top of a Black tank top and a short pleated tartan skirt.::
"Watch me get it get it wrong at the top of my lungs
While you front for every one, while you tip toe for fun
I can scream until your ears bleed, you're gonna never hear me
You hear what you want, but you never wanted me"
::She forms a gun with her fingers and points it at the crowd before bringing it 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.::
Jamie Hensley: “And her partner. From Las Vegas, Nevada. Weighting in at Two hundred and twenty-two pounds. He is The All American Nightmare, Broderick Montgomery!”
::The lights of the Arena darken as the Tron comes to life and the Guitars begin to strum. The Tron shows images of a private Jet, a full stretch Limo all the while the speaker system plays his taunting, mocking laugh.
"LET'S GO!!!"
As the music speeds up the images on the Tron flash to images of him hitting The Playboy's Playmaker and others. Brody comes through the curtain in a black robe and hood over his face. When he made it to the center of the stage he'd throw his arms up and cause the robe to fly off and float to the ground.
"I make the good girls bad and bad girls worse.
Nice guys are last cuz I’m always first.
I'm a freak show sucker for how it feels.
Turned the girl next door into hell on heels.
I'm a red, white and blue tattooed and just don't care.
I'm your All American Nightmare."
A cocky smirk touched his lips. He turns to look behind him at the tall form of Aerynn Donnelly as she strolled out behind him, looking worse for wear after her match with Fabian. She'd cross her arms over her chest. He grins over at his bodyguard and she actually rolls her eyes at him before cocking her head toward the ring like "Dude, come on."
"If you wanna run away i can give you a ride.
I'm a one way ticket to your darker side.
And come with me, baby let's lose some sleep.
don't mistake me for a dream."
The two of them walk down the ramp way until they come to the ring and he slides beneath the bottom rope and into the ring. Aerynn stays on the outside as Brody mounts the middle rope and holds up his arm for the crowd as he gets that screaming boo, with the faintest hint of cheers mixed in.::
"They'll try to lock me up and throw away the key.
But there never gonna hold down a freak like me.
I'm a an outcast, smoking grass, living for speed.
I got everything you want, but nothing that you need.
Give it to me baby!"
LD: “If this isn't one of the most arrogant men I have ever laid my eyes on,”
JC: “But, what if he is just that good?”
LD: “He is a rookie with a woman bodyguard. How good could he be?”
JC: “That female bodyguard bested a veteran in our business.”
LD: “Touche'”
::Brody steps back between the ropes and motions for Jeszika to start. The woman gives him a look that could only be called loathing before turning to Bethany who was to start the match. The two women quickly share a respectful handshake. The two women lock up with Jeszika getting backed into the ropes.
Bethany leans her shoulder into Jes's shoulder and whips her across the ring. When Jeszika and Bethany meet in the center of the ring Bethany tries for a clothesline but Jeszika ducked under it and whipped Bethany the way she had come from. When she hit the ropes Broderick kicked up off the apron and hit a kick to the back of Bethany's head.::
LD: “You’re not the legal man you jackass!”
JC: “Hey, he's helping his partner out.”
LD: “Not even you can believe that.”
::Jeszika walks right by the downed Bethany to her own corner where she begins having a heated argument with Brody. The two are yelling at one another and motioning between them to Bethany until finally Jeszika rears back and slaps Brody across the face. Jeszika opens her hand and motions toward the ring like, you want in so bad? Here you go!
Brody climbs into the ring but no sooner had he turned to Bethany when “Born to Rise” hits the speakers and Oliver Georgio comes through the curtain and walks down the ramp way waving his hands franticly for the referee.::
LD: “What does President Oliver want?”
JC: “Hasn't he done enough already? The World Title matches. This match. Our wonderful main event. Let the superstars do what they do.”
LD: “He seems to be trying to get the referee's attention.”
::The referee leaned down out of the ring and Oliver called him down. Being a good employee
the ref climbed down out of the ring. Then, plain as day behind the referee's head as he patted him on the back as the two talked. Oliver motioned the girls at Brody.::
JC: “Did....Oliver Georgio just tell the girls to get Brody?”
LD: “I....think he did!”
::Jeszika grinned at Ashley as the two climbed into the ring. Brody turned to face Ashley and Jeszika wasted no time. She locked in the Femme-Grip. A naked choke. Even half dragged Brody back and sta on the top rope to give herself more leverage. Ashley came over and hit a few slaps for good measure and then of course, Bethany got to her feet.
She touched the back of her head lightly and then launched herself at Brody. In mid rush she arched sideways and kicked Brody square in the mouth. The kick echoed through the crowd that screamed it's approval. All the while,. Aerynn was talking to a young fan in the front row, who was all grins that he got to distract the bodyguard.::
LD: “The Kiss Off. The Kiss Off and the Femme-Grip!”
JC: “His own tag team partner turned her back on him!”
LD: “With President Georgio's full approval it looks like...and after what he did, can you really blame them!?”
JC: “It was just a little fling!”
LD: “....You’re a pig.”
::Oliver continues the keep the referee's attention, but Aerynn finally turns around and sighs. She knew the whole time but enough was enough. She slid into the ring and shoved each of the girls away. Jeszika drops Brody to a crumbled heap and hops off the turnbuckle. Aerynn shoves her away as well and can be seen to say “Okay. Enough.”
Bethany and Ashley are all smiles as they lift their hands in surrender but Jeszika shoulders past Aerynn and hits one final kick. This time to a Brody who was on his hands and knees and kicks him square in the crotch. His eyes wide and he wails in agony.::
JC: “...Oh...The humanity....”
LD: “YES! Serves him right!”
::Aerynn, however staggered backwards from the hard shoulder block. Her eyes narrowed down at the mat a moment in a mixture of pain and anger and when she looked up at Jeszika as she kicked Brody her eyes burned with rage.::
JC: “Do it! Do it!”
LD: “Don't do it! This is a sanctioned beating!”
::Aerynn looked at Jeszika for a moment before she jumped at her. That bicycle motion seemed almost poetic when Aerynn did it, that is until her foot connected with Jeszika's face. K.I.S.S. Immediately moved forward but Aerynn dropped to the mat and rolled out of the ring and pulled Brody out with her. She mouthed “I said enough” as She and Brody half walked and half limped up the ramp way.
Jeszika looked up from the mat, rubbing her jaw and locked eyes with Aerynn then could be heard to say “Okay, bitch”. The Referee looked back at the ring and then at the two backing up the ramp but Oliver merely shook his head and looked with irritation at Aerynn.::
LD: “Well, this makes their match next week that much more interesting.”
JC: “That it does. A World Title four-way spot.....and now this.”
::A brief break to show the banner for UWA Tragic Engagement before coming back to show President Oliver sitting behind a beautiful oak dress holding a cup of coffee in one hand and his cell phone on the other.::
Oliver: “Yes I understand. Matt Lennox, A tag team called Sang Real, a Monster called Donzig and a forester Antranig. Not to mention our surprise later.....by leaps and bounds yes. Of course, I am sure we could support a star of your level.”
LD: “Who is he talking to?”
JC: “Sounds like some kind of A list star!”
LD: “Someone else interested in coming to The Unchained Wrestling Alliance?”
::Oliver takes a long drink of his coffee before smiling a wide smile and nodding gently to what the voice on the other end of the phone was saying.::
Oliver: “Of course. I understand the hesitation. We are just opening our doors after all. How about this. Our Pay Per View in on the Twenty-Third of February. Why don't you come on down? I'll get you free tickets, a backstage pass. The whole VIP Treatment. Talk to our roster. Let them tell you how great it is to work for UWA....Okay. I'll see you then.”
::Oliver closed his phone gently with a huge smile on his face, but the smile didn't seem to last. The door slammed open and Broderick Montgomery limped into his office his clean shaven face livid with rage.::
Broderick: “What was the meaning of that?!”
Oliver: “And what are you referring to?”
Broderick: “Don't play dumb with me, you senile old prick. That shame of a match with K.I.S.S.! You threw me to the wolves.”
::When Brody called Oliver a little prick Oliver's eyebrows shot up and he leaned forward on his desk.::
Oliver: “Now listen here, you little ungrateful piece of shit. I didn't feed you to the wolves, I simply put the wolf into the pin with the sheep he had hunted and let the sheep take care of their own problems!”
Broderick: “It amounts to the same thing! What about Jeszika? Will she be fined fro that illegal low blow?”
Oliver: “Low blow? I didn't see any low blows. Did you see any low blows Miss Donnelly?”
::Aerynn was leaning on the door frame with a tiny little grin touching the corners of her mouth. She simply shrugged no commit-ally. Oliver lifted a brow again at her lack of answer, but Brody however looked back at her and narrowed his eyes.::
Broderick: “Don't just stand there! Prove you can do something constructive with your mouth that doesn't require you to be on your knees!”
Oliver: “Mister Montgomery! You will not speak to her in that manner around me. Women are not to be spoken to in that regard?”
Brody: “Oh really? If I want to call her a useless gash, then I will and there isn't a damn thing you can do about it, old man.”
::Brody turned and motioned for Aerynn to leave the room. She stood watching him frostily then turned and left the room. Oliver also rose and when he reached the door he called out after him.::
Oliver: “Don't think I can do anything? Your match in two weeks with Sentinel? It's a No Disqualification match. Enjoy.”
::Brody rounded on the door and looked back as Oliver slammed the door. Behind him, Aerynn was all smiles. She just found a whole new level of respect for the UWA President. The camera then went back to the announcers at ringside.::
LD: “Way to go Mr. President!”
JC: “He can't do that! Sentinel is a former World Champion! Brody is a rookie! He'll be killed!”
LD: He should have thought about that before he ran his trap shouldn't he?”
JC: “.....”
LD: “And now we come to the moment we have all been waiting for. The first qualifying match for the Four way for the World Heavyweight Title.”
JC: “President Oliver Georgio just announced it a little over an hour ago. The first eight people to sign UWA contracts included clauses that guaranteed them spots in this tournament and the first match is next.”
LD: “Tommy Zeller and Nick Daniel's. Ted Vs The Burning City Saint.”
JC: “Can Ted withstand the fire? We find out....NOW!”
Jamie Hensley: “This is our Main Event. The winner of this match gets the first of four spots for the World Title at Tragic Engagement. Introducing first from South Amboy, New Jersey. Weighting in at Two hundred and Twenty pounds. He is Tommy...ZELLER!”
"We made it even though we had our backs
Up against the wall (come on)
Forever we waited (ah hah)
And they told us we were never gonna
Get it But we took it on the road
(To the riches)
on the road
(To the ghetto)
on the road
(In the projects, to this bangin' instrumental)
on the road
(Rise with me)
on the road
(Come and get it)
on the road"
::As the chorus comes to an end Tommy comes charging out the curtains and onto the ramp.::
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo
When it all got started we were steadily
Just getting rejected
And it seemed like nothin' we could do
would ever get us respected
At best we were stressed at the worst
They probably said we're pathetic
Had all the pieces to that puzzle
Just the way to connect it
I was fighting through every rhyme
Tightening up every line
Never restin' the question if I
Was out of my mind
It finally came time to do it and let it die
So we put the chips on the table and
Told them to let it ride, sing it (yeah)"
::Tommy makes his way down the ramp as the verse of the song plays. He makes a few laps around the ring as he slaps hands with as many fans as possible. He then enters the ring and climbs the turnbuckle to raise his hands above his head as the crowd of fans erupts in sheer happiness. After a few moments he jumps down and waits in the corner.::
LD: “The man they call Ted!”
JC: “And he has a hell of a challenge in The Burning City Saint.”
Jamie Hensley: “And his opponent from Centralia, Pennsylvania and weighing in at Two Hundred and Seventeen pounds. He is The Burning City Saint. Nick....DANIELS!
::The lights all fade out, leaving the arena in total obscurity. The intro synth of Last Man Standing is heard in the arena. The crowd with their usual split reception for the man are starting to get louder and louder as the lyrics arrive.::
"I am the last man stand survivor
I'll be the last man home.
I'll be the last man stand survivor
I'll be the last man home."
::A Single spotlight is lighting up the stage, where a few seconds after the lyrics are heard, Nick Daniels push the curtain and stand on the stage looking at the crowd. He looks behind him and Amber makes her way to the stage standing next to Nick. Amber lean over Nick and they kiss as the crowd are still expressing there feeling toward the ''Burning City Saint''. They both very slowly start to make there way to the ring, looking at the fans on there way there. Daniels stop in front of the ring as Amber Slide under the 3rd rope and into the ring. She wait's in the ring as Daniels take his time walking up the small steps to the ring, he walk on the apron till he reaches the middle of the ring, he then turned around to face the fans. As he lift both his arm in the traditional ''Raven Pose'' the spotlight than disappeared and the ring is now lighten by a rust colored flicker light. Daniels then turn around and enter the ring as the song fades out.::
LD: “Have you seen this guy's preview video's?”
JC: “...Yea. I wish I hadn't, but yes I have.”
LD: “Tell me he isn't the creepiest SoB to come down the rampway in years?”
JC: “Others have been tame in comparison to this guy. And that's saying something.”
::The two men came to the center of the ring and received their instructions from the referee. Both men seemed more then a little unnerved, but who could blame them with the news from earlier in the night. To go from a normal match, to a World Title Qualifier. As soon as the referee backed away Tommy jumped forward and caught Nick with a hard right hand.
Three hard rights backed Nick into the corner. With nick backed into the corner Tommy hits a hard chop that bows in the chest of the Burning Son. Then a second and finally a third. Tommy lifts Nick up by the thighs and deposits him on the top rope.::
LD: “What does Ted have planned now?”
JC: “TED?”
LD: “....Long story.”
::Tommy jogs to the other side of the ring and lifts his arm up for the crowd then takes a running start at the other corner. Nick however was waiting for him. When Tommy got within reach he intertwined his legs with Tommy's arms and flipped himself over the turnbuckle until he was bent backwards over the top rope and reaching for Tommy's legs.::
LD: “Oh my god! If I didn't see it with my own eyes I wouldn't have believed it!”
JC: “How did he do that?! How did he move that fast!”
LD: “We need to see that again!”
::In a split screen it shows Nick Daniel's sinking in the Tarantula and on the other that movement he used to get Tommy into it. How quickly he seemed to snatch him out of midair and flip them both onto the ropes. Once the split screen vanished it left only the image of Tommy locked into the hold and the referee beginning is count.
Just a hair before the five count and the DQ nick unwinds himself from around Tommy and ends up crouched on the outside of the ring. Tommy crawls away from the corner and uses the ropes on the other end of the ring to pull himself back to his feet.
Nick climbs back into the ring and when he crosses the ring Tommy rocks him with a hard right hand, but Nick responds with one of his own. The two men square off in the center of the ring exchanging right hands one after another until the fatigue of the submission shows briefly and Nick is able to duck under a right hand.::
LD: “I think that submission hold took its toll on Zeller.”
JC: “Think of that all on your own did you?”
::Nick backs Tommy into the ropes with hard rights and then plants his shoulder into Tommy and whips him across the ring. When Tommy comes back Nick delivers a hard knee to the stomach that doubles him over. With Tommy doubled over Nick locks him up in a suplex position only to lift him and drop him neck first on his waiting knee.::
LD: “Oh god, that looked...unpleasant.”
JC: “Unpleasant? Try painful. Horrifying. Vicious.”
LD: “....you actually have a working vocabulary.”
::Nick falls into the corner and gets a quick two count before Tommy lifts his shoulder up. Nick slides down behind him and locks in a chin lock. He tries to slid the chin lock into a full on rear naked choke, but Tommy keeps his head down. With true vicious precision Daniel's drives his forearms into the sides of Zeller's head until he is able to get that forearm under his chin.
Then like a pit bull Daniel's locks his arms together and begins to yank backwards with everything he has. Tommy fights, trying to drag them to the ropes but the weight is to much and slowly his arm starts falling. The Ref comes in and lifts the arm once and it falls. Again he lifts the arm and for a second time it falls.::
JC: “I think Tommy Zeller is out.”
LD: “Don't count this kid out, but I think you may be right.”
::The Ref lifts his arm a third time and this time it falls, but stops just short of the mat and Tommy begins to fight out. He pulls hims way to his knees and stands with Nick on his back. Tommy hits a huge back body drop that slams Daniels between himself and the mat. Tommy rolls onto his stomach breathing hard and holding his throat.::
LD: “Told you! Told you not to underestimate him!”
JC: “....That's it. Postpone your agony. It must be the drugs.”
::Tommy uses the ropes to pull himself up and crouches in the corner. When Daniel's climbs back to his feet and turns Tommy lunges at him. Tommy tries for a spear, but Nick grabs him around the neck and kicks his leg out and uses Tommy's own momentum to hit a huge impact DDT. Tommy sprawls out on the mat and nick rolls into the cover.
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Nick looks up at the referee and stares at him blankly for a few seconds before pulling Tommy up by the hair and marching him to the corner. Once in the ring he slams Zeller's head off the turnbuckle and then lifts him onto the top rope. Daniel's climbs up after him and hooks him up like he is going to Suplex Tommy off the top rope.::
JC: “What is Daniel's going to do here?”
LD: “Whatever it is, I don't think it will be good.”
JC: “OH!”
::Two hard right hands and a well placed shove sends Daniel's off the top rope crashing to the floor. Tommy slowly climbs to his feet on the top turnbuckle looking down at Nick lying on his back on the floor. A quick look at the crowd and a wide smile. Tommy stands on two shaky legs and then flips off the top rope crashing down atop Nick Daniel's with a huge leg drop. The Crowd half chanting Tommy and half chanting “Holyshit” as both men lay in a tangled heap on the floor.::
LD: “Tommy Zeller just killed nick Daniel's!”
JC: “Is he so high he doesn't care about the well being of his opponents?!”
LD: “What are you talking about? Daniel's was going to Suplex Tommy off the top rope! And Tommy hurt himself as much as he did Daniel's!”
JC: “It should still be a DQ!”
::Tommy was the first man to stir at the Referee's seven count. He staggers to the ring and rolls in, then just as it appeared Tommy was going to win by count out he rolls back out of the ring and breaks the count.::
LD: “See, now that is sportsmanship.”
JC: “And why is that sportsmanship?”
LD: “Tommy wants to win the right way, not by count out.”
Tommy pulls Nick to his feet by the hair and rolls him into the ring. Zeller crawls into the cover....
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Tommy doesn't stare at the referee he simply mounts Nick and hammers him with hard right hands. Once he was back to his feet Tommy leaned back on the ropes for more momentum and then leaps and drops his knee onto Daniel's head. Nick rolls to his stomach but Tommy rolls him back over and hooks the leg again.
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Tommy now however appears a bit frustrated as he stands and motions for Daniel's to get back to his feet. Tommy stalks him until Nick gets to a knee and then launched himself into the air. Placing the back of Nick's head in the crook behind his knee Tommy drives Nick's head into the mat.::
LD: “Thunder buddy!”
JC: “What a stupid name.....”
LD: “None the less.”
::At ringside Amber is jawing at Zeller, but not getting personally involved. Tommy and Amber share a few choices words before Zeller drops into the cover.::
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JC: “NO! Daniel's got his shoulder up!”
LD: “....Daniel's kicked out of the Thunder Buddy.”
JC: “Looks like the time Tommy was jawing at Amber Valentine cost him.”
::Tommy rolls onto his knees and stares down at Daniel's and then at Amber. A few choice words in her direction then he climbs to his feet and motions for Nick to get up.::
LD: “He's calling for another one!”
::Nick climbs back to his knees and Tommy jumps into the air again, but this time Nick stood up and caught Tommy on his shoulders. The movement was lightning fast. He launches Zeller into the air and leaves him to crash to the mat flat on his neck.::
JC: “House of a thousand deaths!”
LD: “...Where did that come from!?”
JC: “Don't underestimate this man.”
LD: “Can he take advantage?”
::Nick wavers on his feet and falls to his knees and hooks the leg. The Referee slides into position.::
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JC: “Nick Daniel's did it! He earned the first spot in the fatal Four-way!”
LD: “Tommy Zeller put up a hell of a fight!”
Jamie Hensley: “Your winner, the Burning City Saint, NICK DANIEL'S!”
::As Daniel's stands tall and proud in the ring the lights suddenly cut out leaving the auditorium in darkness. The crowd begins to buzz, though obviously confused.::
JC: "Did we just lose power? Show's practically over and now something breaks?"
LD: "How should I know?"
::The opening chords of "Kashmir" by Bond begin to play over the arena.::
JC: "No way! Can it really be?"
LD: "No way."
::Before the beat and tempo change, a burst of pyro goes off, which brings the lights back on. Standing at the top of the entrance way is "the Canadian Legend" Kyle Travis. He slowly looks over the jeering crowd. Taking every in face and every person.::
JC: "I don't believe it! The Canadian Legend, The Once and Future King is here in UWA!"
LD: "Don't tell me Georgio signed him."
JC: "Why not? He's a free agent as of this past weekend."
::Travis paces back and forth on the top of the rank looking from the jeering crowd to the two men in the ring, one of whom has won a World Title shot.::
JC: "Former world heavyweight champion, one of the best technical wrestlers in the world."
LD: "Travis was, until this weekend was under a iron clad contract. I cannot imagine Georgio signing him, given his reputation."
JC: "The guy is a legend."
Travis: "So I guess everyone is wondering what I am doing here. The question you should ask is what I am going to do now that I am here. You are looking at a legend who is ready to prove he is indeed a legend. You are looking at the most decorated wrestler in UWA. You are looking at the biggest name this company is going to have."
LD: "I think Nick Daniel's may have something to say about that. He is a highly decorated Champion himself."
JC: "But this is Kyle Travis!"
::Travis turns towards the entrance, as if looking at eight specific superstars in the back. ::
Travis: "You are looking at the UWA World Champion. Whether any of you like it or not!"
::The crowd jeers as Travis keeps his eyes on the entrance.::
Travis: "Bow to the Once and Future King."
::Travis drops the mic and head to the back as "Kashmir" by Bond plays.::
JC: "Yes!"
LD: "Kyle Travis has joined UWA and already declared he is going to be champion."
JC: "He does that and ladies and gentlemen that's all. For Lula Davidson, I am Jason Chase and goodnight from The Unchained Wrestling Alliance!”