The Dynasty Spectrum
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
August 13, 2008
The camera pans around the darkened Dynasty Spectrum as the faithful fans roar with pride. We soon cut to the stage area where a strobe light begins to flash as “Anxiety” by Black Eyed Peas featuring Papa Roach begins to sound out as the volume within the Spectrum picks up even more.
I feel like I wanna smack somebody
Turn around and b*tch slap somebody
But I ain't goin' out bro (no, no, no)
I ain't givin' in to it (no, no, no)
On the Platinum Tron Joshua Payne is shown during a vicious attack on Timmy D. The scene then melts into a tempting photoshoot done by the Platinum Queen herself, Carliee Williams.
Anxieties bash my mind in
Terrorizing my soul like Bin Laden
But I ain't fallin' down bro (no, no, no)
I won't lose control bro (no, no, no)
Neon blue lights now dart across the stage while the crowd sings along with the lyrics.
Shackle and chained
My soul feels stained
I can't explain got an ich on my brain
Lately my whole aim is to maintain
And regain control of my mainframe
Several action shots suddenly begin flashing across the scene everywhere from battles in the ring to battles on the streets of the inner city of Philadelphia.
My bloods boiling its beatin' out propane
My train of thoughts more like a runaway train
I'm in a fast car drivin' in a fast lane
In the rain and I'm might just hydroplane
The strobe light begins to flash faster.
I don't fear none of my enemies
And I don't fear bullets from Uzis
I've been dealing with something that’s worse than these
That'll make you fall to your knees and that’s the…
And suddenly blast of pyro goes off and the noise in the arena is deafening as the camera suddenly pans over various signs thrown up throughout the arena.
The anxiety the sane and the insane rivalry
Paranoias brought me to my knees
Lord please please please
Take away my anxiety
The sane and the insane rivalry
Paranoias brought me to my knees
Lord please please please
Take away my anxiety
The PDW logo flashes across the screen quickly as the cameras cut to ringside.
Last Chance Battle
Killah Kong vs. Sean Calloway vs. Caleb Conway vs. The Kingpin vs. Aaronn Bannister
WINNER: NONE
The lights around the arena dim to black for a few moments before all the video monitors suddenly come to life with nothing but static across them and the low hum of crackling can be heard on the speakers before the oddly sweet voice of Bonnie Tyler blasts across the PA system...
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
I NEED A HERO!
“Halo” by Soil suddenly BLASTS across the speakers and the fans in the arena go absolutely wild, both booing and cheering.
...E B D O N E N T E R T A I N M E N T P R E S E N T S...
...T H E M E S S I A H O F P R O F E S S I O N A L W R E S T L I N G...
...T H E L O R D O F T H E R I N G...
...P E T E E B D O N...
A single spotlight shines down on to the stage finally breaking the darkness but revealing nothing but an empty stage. More spotlights pan around the crowd for a moment before locating a man standing on the guard rail near the cheap seats with his arms outstretched in a mock-crucifix pose, draped in a black robe with a hood that completely covers his head and flanked by his enforcer Christopher Richter. The two make their way through the crowd and down toward the ringside area where the first leaps the barricade and climbs on to the apron, climbing to the middle turnbuckle on the outside of the ring before ripping back the hood and revealing the smirking face of Pete Ebdon, still dressed in his street clothes and with the PDW Prodigy Championship around his waist. He strikes the crucifix pose again before removing the robe entirely and dropping it in to the corner before leaping over the ropes and sitting down in the corner facing the entrance ramp. After a few moments he gets up and paces back and forth for a moment before holding out his hand for Sammantha Jinx to place the microphone in. For a long moment he remains silent just listening to the way the fans are reacting, a few cheering but the vast majority of the paying customers in the Dynasty Spectrum booing the building down. Finally Ebdon raises the microphone up to his mouth with a grin on his lips as he begins to speak.
Pete Ebdon: You all know why I’m out here, right? The simple fact that you’re booing me so completely right now, the simple fact that you seem to hate me more completely tonight than on any other night that I’ve stood in this ring tells me one thing for certain: you were all watching last week.
Ebdon smiles satisfactorily as the fans begin booing even louder and chanting the name of John Raide as loudly as they can...
Pete Ebdon: You think that’ll help? You think chanting his name will undo the past, that showing the man respect now will somehow repair the damage done to him last week? No, there is no going back for John Raide now and while you may all hate me for what you think I did last week your hatred is misplaced I assure you because yes while I proudly admit that I threw the broken body of John Raide off the balcony section last week and watched with a smile on my face as his body landed with a thumb and a crack on the floor below I wasn’t the one to blame for what happened to John Raide, there were two more people are more culpable than me for his fate last week and the first of those is John Raide himself.
The fans boo so loudly the rafters shake but Ebdon just continues to smile.
Pete Ebdon: You don’t believe me? You think that he bears no responsibility for his own fate? John Raide was a pathetic excuse for a professional wrestler who could only headline this company in the absence of everybody else who ever meant a damn thing to this business. He could only fight his way through matches like the Platinum Chamber because there was nobody else possessing even the most mediocre of skills in that match to stop him from doing so. He was only Platinum Champion in this company because men like me weren’t around to stop him from claiming it. Were the Pantheon in existence back then, were men like Nicholas Jaxx, Joshua Payne and myself giving our all to this company then John Raide wouldn’t have even been considered as a potential qualifier, let alone actually gone on to enter and win the Platinum Chamber. John Raide was a pathetic excuse for a main eventer with his head so far up his own ass that just like you people he couldn’t see the truth!
The fans boo wildly once again, some even beginning to throw things toward the ring and being dragged away by security, much to Ebdon’s amusement.
Pete Ebdon: You hate me because I’m not sugar-coating reality like your heroes do; you hate me because I’m telling you EXACTLY the way things are. Raide came back to attempt to take down the Pantheon and if he had succeeded you people would have cheered. If the situation was reversed and he’d thrown me off that balcony you people would have applauded him, you people would have celebrated him, you people would have thanked him. But regrettably for Raide that’s simply not the case – Raide was the one to belly flop from thirty five feet in the air and he was the one who paid for his ignorance with his life. See Raide is NOT on my level, he may be a tough son of a bitch who outright refused to just lay down, he might have even been the most stubborn bastard this company has EVER seen, but when the dust settled and the truth was revealed John Raide was not worthy of his spot in this company. And now he’s gone and his family, his friends and his fans have nobody to blame for that but him. He should never have come back.
Ebdon just shakes his head slowly as the fans continue to boo.
Pete Ebdon: The other man responsible for the fate of John Raide last week is actually a shockingly obvious one because he is the man who put Raide in a situation that he should never have been in. Steve Jason booked the match last week, Steve Jason set up Raide with the biggest opportunity of his career and Steve Jason is ultimately the man who will be held responsible for the events that occurred last week.
The fans boo even more, chanting “WE WANT JASON” as loudly as they can to which Ebdon just sighs.
Pete Ebdon: Of course you do. Of course you want Jason, you want your little superhero to come out and save you from the truth but this isn’t Marvel Comics and in this world the superhero doesn’t save the day. In this world the man who is willing to do ANYTHING to succeed is the man who wins and Steve Jason is NOT that man. Last week rather than face his problems head on Jason elected to send Raide in to face them for him. Last week Jason used Raide as a patsy. If an owner of a deep sea tour company were to strap a bleeding fish to the back of one of his customers and tell him to go for a swim so that he can see a shark up close what would you expect to happen? The shark would come along and even if it meant no harm to the human at all it would smell the blood and it would rip the man apart just to get to the fish on his back. And who would be held responsible for the man’s death? There is no doubt that the man himself holds responsibility, after all you have to be incredibly stupid to go swimming out of your depth in the first place, let alone in those circumstances, but who holds responsibility other than that? Simple, the owner! The owner of the tour group sent the man in knowing what could happen, the owner of the tour group sent the man to his death and even when he saw the shark coming along he didn’t pull his customer to safety, he just stood by and watched. You get what I’m saying?
The “WE WANT JASON” chant is still ringing around the arena.
Pete Ebdon: Steve Jason sent John Raide in to swim with the sharks last week knowing that Raide wouldn’t give up. He saw the beating that Raide was taking and he refused to end the match. He refused to declare me the winner. Steve Jason is the one you should be booing here tonight, he is the one you should level your blame on for what happened to Raide but don’t worry because whether you want it to happen or not I’m going to once again do for you all what you’re too weak to do and at Parental Advisory on August 30th I’m going to punish Steve Jason for his actions and I’m going to make him realise just what he did. In the outside world Jason would go to prison for his actions last week but there is no court of law in this world, there is accountability for your mistakes, the only way for Jason to ever be made accountable for his actions last week is inside of this ring. And so that’s what will happen. At Parental Advisory I promise each and every one of you that I will make the fraudulent “hero” that is Steve Jason suffer for his actions and I will deny him what he wants most in the world, the Platinum Championship. And I will do this for each and every one of the people who once loved John Raide. Welcome to my world, welcome to reality.
Ebdon drops the microphone in the middle of the ring but is somewhat surprised when rather than “Halo” by Soil hitting the PA system the music that plays in its place is "Believe" by Breaking Benjamin. Sure enough, in a matter of seconds after the song playing, Steve Jason himself emerges out onto the entrance ramp, decked out in a white t-shirt with a blue laurel wreath and crossed-swords logo over the chest and dark denim jeans. His expression is far from outraged and far from defensive, however- on the contrary, his expression is a mixture of contempt, amazement and even amusement. He paces the ramp for a moment, then comes to a stop and speaks in an outright pitying tone of voice,
Steve Jason: My God. My dear, freakin', holy mother of God. You have completely and utterly lost the plot, haven't you? Has impending defeat really stripped you of your sanity so soon, Ebdon? I wasn't counting on this level of delusion until after I'd send you mad with the bitter pain of defeat. You might wanna clear your head a little, Ebby, old pal, because you're kinda running out of time to figure me out and so far, you've done a pretty atrocious job. Do you really, really, believe anybody is actually buying that load of horsecrap out there, least of all me?
To emphasize the point, the crowd explodes into a round of boos mainly directed towards Ebdon, followed on by a rousing 'you suck!' chant. Steve chuckles quietly at that, spreading his hands as if to indicate that his point is being proven, then continues speaking.
Steve Jason: Seriously. Has it really come to this, Ebdon? Has intimidation so utterly failed you that you're now stooping to pathological lying and blame-shifting? You know, you can ramble on for twenty minutes painting a fancy little portrait of what you might like to think happened so your sick little soul doesn't have to face up to the honest truth, but the fact of the matter is that we're here to wrestle, Raide accepted to fight when he could have chosen not to, and there is one man who made that ultimate, fatal choice to throw John Raide off that balcony and that man is you!
That last point is made with a certain tone of defiance as Steve points an accusing finger straight back at Pete Ebdon. The crowd follow in suit.
Steve Jason: I didn't throw him off, Ebdon, and he sure as hell didn't throw himself off. You did! I'm so sick and goddamn tired of you and your pack of inbreds ducking and weaving your own goddamn responsibilities. Christy Matthews becomes a wrestler, and then starts sniveling and bitching when she has to actually fight. Nicholas Jaxx... well, hell, that man doesn't have a clue. Can you believe he actually thought I'd never beaten Payne before when the stupid douchetard actually ran down after a match I flattened Payne in? And you're such a sanctimonious prick that you'd blame anyone but yourself. Hell, you could go on a shooting rampage, and it's everybody else's fault for being there. We've got a name for people like that, Ebdon, and I'll be damned if I'll be guilt-tripped by a headcase who should be in a straitjacket!
As soon as that's said, a long chant of 'PSYCHO!' begins to echo throughout the arena. Steve stares a hole through Ebdon, not even buying into the chant as he continues his rebuttal.
Steve Jason: You tell me in the outside world, I'd be in prison? Fine- in the outside world, you would be in a mental hospital, hopped up on so many meds that you don't know which was is up or down because you're that screwed in the head. Unfortunately, this ain't the real world, so that task falls to me. Am I hero? I've been given that label but I don't buy it. I've done what I've done out of a need to survive. You and Aries and Jaxx all parrot that line, but I think it just makes it easier for you. It's easier to deal with a sweetness-and-light hero who really won't go all that hard on you. But let me tell you something, Ebdon... if you really believe that at Parental Advisory I won't do EVERYTHING in my power, and I do mean everything, to obtain that belt- if you think you're going up against some milktoast good guy who'll hold back in some fashion- then don't even bother showing up to Parental Advisory, because you're only going to embarrass yourself.
Steve finally falls quiet after that, letting his arms fall flat by his side and fixing Ebdon with a sub-zero glare. Ebdon leans on the ropes as Jason is talking with a smile on his face and the moment that Jason has stopped he begins to sarcastically applaud. He bends down and picks up the microphone again, still clapping sarcastically as he raises it up.
Pete Ebdon: Well I’ll be damned, Steve Jason ACTUALLY showed his face when he was being run down. I’m shocked, I really am. Tell me Steve would you still have come out here if I’d offered to take you on tonight instead of on pay per view or would you have spent the night cowering in the back as you did so often when Payne delivered that same challenge? More to the point Steve tell me one thing, why is it that whenever you address me you seem so fixated on everything BUT me. Every single time you begin talking about me what do I hear? That Christy whines too much and that Jaxx is a retard. Wow Steve... really, just wow. You’re so damn good at this whole trash-talking thing, really.
The fans boo as Ebdon just glares at them angrily.
Pete Ebdon: What, upset by the truth once again? Not nearly as much as Jason is!
He turns back to the entrance ramp and looks directly up at Jason again.
Pete Ebdon: Tell me kid you know why I don’t run down your buddies twenty four hours a day? You know why I don’t spend time in every promo video bashing Alex Nolan for being a helpless nothing or Julian Dark for being a career failure? Because I don’t fear either of them! In fact I don’t fear a damn person you’re associated with but you? You’re OBSESSED with the people I’m associated with, aren’t you? And you believe that I’m the one who belongs in a mental institution? I’ve heard that on more than one occasion, often as the desperate last attempt of the man who can’t simply face reality!
Ebdon takes the Prodigy Championship off his shoulder and raises it in to the air.
Pete Ebdon: You see this Jason? This is reality. And at Parental Advisory I’ll be lifting up championship gold again but it won’t be this second rate belt, it’ll be the one I came to this company to claim in the first place and you want to know why I’m so confident? Because you’re PATHETIC! You sent John Raide to do your dirty work last week because you were too much of a COWARD to face me yourself. You’ve never even COME CLOSE to defeating me and your biggest claim to fame in that respect is that I failed to beat you for the Platinum Cup but tell me Jason were they to have let that match go on what the fuck more could you have done to keep me down? I took your BEST SHOT and I got back up and at Parental Advisory even if you drag me up to that balcony and attempt to send me down to hell to join Raide I’ll STILL get back up and you? You’ll crack!
Ebdon begins to laugh, putting the Prodigy Championship back across his shoulder again.
Pete Ebdon: Look at you; you haven’t come up with one original thought in more than two months. You’ve gotten by this far in this little game by being too stubborn to stay down, just as Raide was, and too self-obsessed to know when you’re outclassed. You’ve got nothing on me Jason. You think that I’m scared by the fact that you claim you won’t stay down at Parental Advisory? No. I want you to keep getting back up again kid – I’ve said it a thousand times before and I’ll say it a thousand times again – because that’s what makes this so much damn fun! I want you to claw your way back to your feet time and again so that I can put you back down time and again. Out of every encounter we’ve had so far I’ve left you lying on this mat more times than you care to think about, haven’t I? I even left you hanging from a wooden cross in the parking lot. Your best comeback so far? To call me delusional. You’re pathetic and at Parental Advisory I’ll prove that to the world.
Steve stares at Ebdon for several seconds, then finally he pauses and suddenly laughs, shaking his head in something close to contempt.
Steve Jason: You know, that's pretty funny, Ebdon. For somebody telling me I haven't had an original thought, you've been parroting an awful lot yourself. 'Pathetic'? Heard it about a billion times from you. 'Prove it to the world?' Heard that one too. From you. From Jaxx. Over and over again. Shit, at least I only plagiarize myself! Yeah, you crucified me- and tell me, what's happened since then? Payne got ripped to shreds, you lost your stranglehold on PDW ownership, Aries got torn to pieces by yours truly and you have found yourself backed more and more into a corner.
Steve stops there as if to ponder going further with that, then shrugs, smirks and continues.
Steve Jason: And even then with the crucifixion... it took half a private army to do it. Your private army isn't gonna be there, Ebby- believe me, they won't want to be within half a mile of this. It's gonna be you and it's gonna be me. And I dare say your arrogance is either a bluff, or it's going to be the single biggest ironic Achilles heel in all of recorded history, because you still don't know a goddamn thing about me and you never will. And as for my best shot not being enough to put you down?
Steve just laughs again and shakes his head.
Steve Jason: Pal... you've never even SEEN my best shot. If you think that S3 was my best shot... again, you need to surrender now because you haven't a hope. What I have in store for you at Parental Advisory far, far transcends the S3 you pride yourself so much on surviving, like it was World War III or something. That was nothing- NOTHING. And as for me being too afraid to face you... heh... well, all things considered, given you haven't delivered on a single one of these awful things you've been saying, why would I fear a man who's all talk? And wave that Prodigy Championship around all you want, Ebdon. It's quite fitting... given that it's basically a giant sign reading 'SECOND BEST'.
Ebdon lifts up the championship belt again with a smile.
Pete Ebdon: If this is second best what does that say about that Bloodshed title you had taken from you by Jaxx? And considering you’re not holding it any more, what does that say about you? You want to harp on and on about how I don’t know you though Jason then here’s your chance to show me how little I know. Here’s your chance to prove to me that you’re the man you claim to be because you think I’m all talk? At least nobody has proven me wrong yet, the same can’t be said for you, can it kid? Why wait until the main event Steve? I see you and I see me and I see a whole arena in which we can tear one another apart.
Ebdon sits on the middle rope, inviting Jason in to the ring.
Pete Ebdon: What’s the matter? No disguise this time? No camera in your hands to hit me in the face with? What happens when the cheap tactics don’t work anymore Jason and for the first time in your pathetic little life you’ve got to look your destiny in the eyes before it overwhelms you?
Ebdon drops the microphone on the mat and screams up at Jason “WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?” The fans begin to chant Jason’s name and he goes to raise the microphone up to say something else before dropping it to the ground and beginning to walk toward the ring. The fans go absolutely wild as Jason approaches the ring only to be pulled back by about ten different PDW security guards and backstage officials. Ebdon goes to climb from the ring and he’s quickly surrounded by security as well, both men being physically restrained from locking up with one another.
Reggie Stallworth: What the hell are they doing?! THIS IS THE FIGHT WE’VE BEEN WAITING WEEKS FOR!! Ebdon and Jason RIGHT HERE TONIGHT!! These fans want to see it, I want to see it, the WORLD wants to see it!
David Wright: But apparently Blake Selters or Star Deveraux DOESN’T want to see it! These two are a huge part of the six-man main event tonight; they’ll get their chance to tear one another apart then! I guess we’ll just need to wait for the main event...
In the halls of the Dynasty Spectrum, the cameras find Angelique Deveraux standing in front of one of the many monitors positioned throughout the arena. Her eyes focus on the exchange between both Steve Jason and Pete Ebdon in the ring, somewhat expressionless. Suddenly, Shara Baptiste steps in to view, immediately stealing Angel’s attention. She responds so quickly that it’s obvious she had been waiting for her.
Angel: Will she be here?
Shara looks at Angel with a sullen expression.
Shara: Don’t know. I asked but she didn’t answer or open the door. Been like that for a while now.
Angel’s eyes slid closed for a brief moment as she let out a deep sigh.
Angel: This is bad, Shara. This is definitely bad. Have you heard anything about him?
Shara nods just a little.
Shara: Raide’s been through some shit before but last week…that was different.
Angel: Is he…?
Shara falls silent for a moment before giving a slow nod of her head.
Angel: Oh God…
Angel lets out another sigh before covering her mouth with her hand in disbelief. She suddenly drops it and looks at Shara.
Angel: She must be devastated.
Shara: You don’t know the half of it.
Standard Match
Raziel vs Jack Nation
Smamantha Jinx: The following match is one fall. Introducing first, making his way to the ring at this time, standing at 6'3 and weighing in at 225 pounds, please welcome Jack NATION!!!!!
"Use my Body to keep you alive" sounds over the system and the song starts to play. When Rob Zombie begins to sing Jack Nation appears in the entryway standing their a few moments before walking with a purpose down to the ring. He slides in the ring and walks to his corner sitting on the ground.
Sammantha Jinx: And his opponent making his return to the PDW at 6'1 and weighing in at 220 pounds, please welcome RAZIEL!!!!!
Where are the people that accused me?
The ones who beat me down and bruised me
They hide just out of sight
Can’t face me in the light
They’ll return but I’ll be stronger
"Unbreakable" by Fireflight begins to play on the sound system, cueing Justin "Raziel" Jones's entrance. Energetic and with determination etched upon his stubbly face, Raziel takes the stage, a pair of Gucci sunglasses and a broad smile on his face as he high knees to the top of the ramp. Looking out at the crowd and nodding his head, Raziel slices at his throat with his thumb before jumping down onto the ramp, a stream of silver fireworks simultaneously shooting from the tron. Laughing, Raziel adjusts his shades on his face and messes with his hair a bit before posing for some fans on his walk down the ramp.
God, I want to dream again
Take me where I’ve never been
I want to go there
This time I’m not scared
Now I am unbreakable, it’s unmistakable
No one can touch me
Nothing can stop me
As he reaches the mat that surrounds the ring, his mood changes from casual to serious as he takes his sunglasses off and throws them into the crowd before pulling promo shirt over his head and tossing it as well, his mind set on the match.
David Wright: This one should be a good one. Raziel is back but can he cut it with new level of competition in the PDW right now
Reggie Stallworth: Of course he can. He is going to go straight to top and make short work of the guy in the ring
David Wright: Jack Nation is no push over and we both know that. This will not be a walk in the park
The bell rings and both men go to feel each other out. Raziel moves in quickly grabbing Jack by his arm and locking in a hammerlock but Jack quickly gets to the ropes. Raziel goes to break but gets a sharp elbow to the bridge of his nose. He stumbles away but Jack grabs him, he motion to the referee that Raziel has his tight and then nails Raziel with a right hand to the bridge of the nose as the referee looks away. Raziel drop s to his knees and gets kick right to the face from Jack. Jack pulls Raziel up and whips him into the corner. Raziel stumbles out of the corner and is locked in a sleeperhold by Jack. He quickly turns, lifting Jack up and taking him down with a belly to back suplex. Both men are slow to get up but Jack is a bit faster. He grabs Raziel and goes for a Russian leg sweep only to have Raziel hold on to the ropes and Jack land hard on the back of his head.
David Wright: Could Raziel had underestimated Jack Nation in this one
Reggie Stallworth: Yeah right. He's about to give Jack Nation a wrestling lesson.
Raziel quickly begins stomping away at Jack. He pulls him to his feet and whips him into the ropes and then charges in behind Jack. nailing him with a knee to the midsection. Jack drops to the mat and Raziel measures him and then goes for a fist drop. Jack moves out of the way and then pokes Raziel in the eye as he gets up. He charges at Raziel but Raziel leaps p, catching Jack with a huricanranna and goes for a pin
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Jack kicks out but Raziel stays on top of him locking in an armbar. Jack quickly gets to his feet and backs Raziel into the corner. He buries a knee into the midsection of Raziel and goes to whip Raziel across the ring. Raziel reverses it and sends Jack hard into the corner. Jack stumbles out the corner and Raziel goes for Introvertor but Jack shoves him off and then charges taking Raziel down with a stiff clothesline as he turns around.
Reggie Stallworth: I stand corrected. There may be something to this Jack Nation
David Wright: Indeed. This one is turning into a bit of a thrill ride already.
Reggie Stallworth: Did you think of that all by yourself. Your head must be killing you now.
Jack picks Raziel up and tosses him over the top rope. Raziel manages to land on the ring apron. Jack charges at him and Raziel goes for a right hand but Jack drops down and slides through Raziel's legs to the outside of the ring. Raziel turns and nails Jack in the head with a stiff kick and then leaps off catching Jack and nailing him with a tornado DDT to the arena floor. The crowd begins to cheer for the move as Raziel gets to his feet and rolls back in the ring as the referee counts
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...2
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...4
...5
Jack stumbles to his feet and rolls back in the ring
David Wright: That may have taken Jack Nation completely out of the ring.
Reggie Stallworth:He's back in the ring but clearly the damage has been down.
Raziel nails Jack with a fist drop and then follows it up with a five knuckle shuffle. Jack gets to his hands and knees and then back up into the corner. Raziel follows him in and begins stomping a mudhole in Jack until the referee gets him to back. Raziel charges back in but is met with a boot to the midsection. Jack quickly rolls out of the ring but Raziel follows him out, grabs Jack and rolls him back in the ring. Raziel slides back in and is met with an Enzuguri by Jack as he gets up. Jack gets back to his feet and hold his head stumbling around but manages to nail Raziel with a DDT as he tries to get up and then goes for a pin
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...2
Raziel gets a shoulder off the mat.
David Wright: And Raziel isn't done yet
Reggie Stallworth: Jack Nation seems to be pissed now. He may be letting his emotions take control
David Wright: Emotions can sometimes do wonders. We will see what it can do here.
Jack begins nailing Raziel with punch after punch before finally pulling him up. He takes Raziel to the ropes and ties him up. Raziel begins kicking trying to free himself but Jack backs up and gets running start nailing Raziel with a sharp knee to the face.. Jack begins laying in the rights and lefts on Raziel and then back up again as Raziel manages to free himself. He turns and charges only to have Raziel back body drop him over the top rope. Jack crashes hard to the floor as Raziel drops to his knees in the ring and the referee beegins counting
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...2
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Raziel rolls out of the ring and grabs Jack tossing him back in. Jack gets to his feet as Raziel climbs in the ring. He charges but runs right into a Lou Thez Press from Raziel. Raziel now begins to rain the punches down on head of Jack.
David Wright: And now Raziel is house of fire with the right hands
Reggie Stallworth:I think Jack Nation may have pissed him off.
Raziel pulls Jack up and Jack starts to fire back with right hands of his own. Both man begin trading blows back and forth. Jack gets the upper hand for a moment but misses with a round house right. Raziel goes behind Jack spins him around and nails him with an Inverted Atomic drop and then sends him crashing to the mat with a right hand. He starts to go to the top rope but jack is up. Jack climbs the ropes with Raziel and tries to suplex Raziel off but Raziel blocks it and then shoves Jack to the mat. Raziel leaps off and connects with a 450 splash before going for a pin
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...2
...3
No Jack just manages to get a foot on the bottom rope
David Wright: Another near fall in this one. What's keeping these two going?
Reggie Stallworth: Raziel we know from reputation but I think Jack Nation is impressing everyone here tonight.
Raziel pulls Jack to his feet and whips him toward the ropes. Jack bounces off the ropes and ducks a clothesline attempt from Raziel. He comes off the ropes again and avoids a back elbow from Raziel and then goes for a dropkick only to have Raziel move. Jack lands hard on the back of his head and Raziel quickly hooks Jack and goes for the figure four. Jack reaches up, grabbing Raziel and rolls him up in a small package.
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Raziel kicks out and both men get to their feet. Jack manages to catch Raziel with a drop toe hold sending him face first into the corner turnbuckle. Raziel stumbles around holding his face as Jack bounce off the ropes and goes for a flying crossbody. Raziel drops out of the way and Jack lands hard on the mat and then rolls out of the ring to the arena floor.
David Wright: Big mistake by Jack Nation
Reggie Stallworth: Or was it just a smart move on Raziel. Remember he is a veteran in that ring. He's probably forgotten half of what Jack Nation knows
David Wright: There is no mistaken Raziel's ring prowess
Jack tries to get back in the ring but Raziel nails him with a kick to head, sending Jack right back to the arena floor. Raziel goes out after Jack. He tries to whip Jack into the guard rail but Jack reverses it and sends Raziel shoulder first into the ring post. Both men slowly roll back in the ring with Raziel holing his shoulder. As they get up Jack catches Raziel with a spinning neckbreaker. He gets up and waits on Raziel to getto his feet. Raziel gets up and Jack goes for the Good Night Sleep Tight only to have Raziel catch his foot. Raziel spins Jack around hooks him and nails an Oleska Street Cutter and both men are down.
David Wright: This could be the turning point for Raziel in this match up
Reggie Stallworth: If he can capitalize on it. Right now both men look to be exhausted
Both men are up to their knees. Raziel nails Jack with a right hand that sends him back into the corner. Raziel charges in after Jack but gets both feet to the face causing him to stumbles backwards and drop to one knee. Jack charges at Raziel once more going For Fall of A Nation. Raziel catches Jack and charges forward driving him back into the corner. He starts to bury knees into the midsection of Jack. The referees finally gets Raziel to back off. Jack takes full advantages and explodes out of the corner taking Raziel down with a clothesline. He drops to his knees and begins nailing Raziel with right hands and as the referee tries to break it, she is accidentally elbowed by Jack sending the referee to the mat.
David Wright: It is quickly getting out of hand in this one.
Reggie Stallworth: These two men have history and it seems to have spilled over to PDW and the great PDW fans are enjoying it
David Wright: Just how leeway is the referee going to be in this one now is the question
Raziel and Jack manage to get to there feet but Raziel tackles Jack right back down to the mat. He begins to nail Jack with right hands and now Raziel accidentally elbows the referee while throwing punches. Jack Raziel both roll out the ring and continue to trade blows. Jack is clotheslined into the crowd but Raziel doesn't stop and goes right after him. Raziel and Jack continue to battle it out as security rushes in and tries to break it up. The bell rigs calling the match over.
Samanntha Jinx: The referee has disqualified both competitors therefore the match has been ruled a draw.
David Wright: It seems the rivalry has been renewed
Reggie Stallworth: I would say so. Security is still trying to pull these two men apart.
Giovianni Aries is shown walking through the backstage area. The crowd naturally boos the Pantheon member appearing on the Tron. Strange whispering is in the background. Giovianni Aries slows down. He becomes confused and looks around. He continues walking but the whispering is heard again. The lights start to dim. The whispering gets louder. Giovianni Aries stops.
Giovianni Aries: Star forget to pay the electric bill?
He looks up toward the lights as some of them begin to flicker.
Jacob: Look down.
He looks down. He notices something strange. The camera moves back and changes position. A large red X is drawn on the floor. He’s standing right in the middle of it.
Giovianni Aries: What the hell is this?
? : BAKA!
Someone starts screaming. Giovianni Aries hears it coming from above him and looks up. Several ceiling tiles come crashing down on top of him followed closely by water and Inferno. Giovianni Aries falls and is crushed under the weight of Inferno. Both men are on the floor motionless. Water splashes everywhere and creates a mess. Inferno begins to stir. He moans in pain and rolls off of Giovianni, coughing up water in the process.
David Wright: What the hell just happened?!
Reggie Stallworth: I don’t even know!
Inferno gets on all fours and begins to cough more and gag. He starts to throw up and vomits more water onto the face of Giovianni. The crowd is grossed out as they all respond with a resounding “ew”.
Reggie Stallworth: That’s disgusting!
Inferno coughs several times before collapsing onto his back and stares up at the ceiling as he tries to recover from whatever just happened. He seems very confused and disoriented as he lies next to Giovianni who begins to come to his senses. The man in the bear suit appears on the scene with a large blanket and starts to help Inferno. He pulls him up into a sitting position and wraps the blanket around his shoulders. He then helps Inferno to his feet and walks him away. He practically has to drag Inferno who appears to be very weak. Other people near by begin to gather and wonder what just happened. They start to help Giovianni.
David Wright: Ladies and gentlemen I can’t even comment on what just happened. I don’t understand it might self.
Reggie Stallworth: I guess whatever Inferno had planned backfired.
David Wright: I doubt he even had anything planned.
The sound of a crash is heard. More water rains down. An empty trashcan falls down and hits Giovianni in the head. It knocks him back down to the floor.
Reggie Stallworth: Not Again!
The camera zooms in on the empty on the trashcan. Written all over it is a message. “I accept” Giovianni holds his head in pain as people help him up again.
David Wright: Well, I guess in some weird way, Inferno accepts his challenge.
Reggie Stallworth: Why didn’t he just say yes?
David Wright: I don’t know. He’s a strange one.
The camera opens up backstage in the locker room of Steve Jason, who seems to be cooling down after his near-confrontation with Pete Ebdon, and preparing himself for the upcoming match. Suddenly however, there's a knock at the door, followed by none other than Justin 'Raziel' Jones pushing open the locker room door, stepping inside with a broad, almost charismatic smirk.
Raziel: You're actually here? I thought you'd have gone out and tried to kick Pete Ebdon's ass again. That fucking tool.
Steve laughs quietly at that, shaking his head.
Steve Jason: Believe me, I am sorely, sorely tempted. But I figure I've only got an hour or two and I can go and do it anyway, so I'm going to cool my heels until then and just tear him limb from limb.
Raziel: Limb from limb, eh? Sounds like I'm rubbing off on you already. The old Steve Jason would never go that far.
Steve Jason: You'd be surprised. I just have to be pushed far enough is all. So what can I do for you, Raz?
Raziel: Well, I know we've talked about it for the past week...but I feel like you are trying to be the lone savior here. Are you going to continue to deny my help against the Pantheon? You know I'm something they have never come across before.
Steve Jason: I'm not denying you anything, Raz. I'm saying that when the time comes to annihilate Ebdon, it's going to take place the same way it began- alone. Do what you will now, but just make sure you know what you're getting into.
Raziel looks a bit perturbed at first, but a sly grin crosses his face as he rubs his right fist in the palm of his left hand.
Raziel: I know exactly what I'm getting into. You can have Ebdon, but know that if any of the Pantheon's photogenic dweebs try to interfere in your match tonight, I will be there to stop them. That Jaxx guy really rubs me the wrong way. I might even go down to the ring and jam my fist into his freaky face.
Steve laughs at that, nodding in approval.
Steve Jason: Believe me, the nimrod's long overdue it. If it really means that much to you, Raz... then sure. Hell, they've got a private army out there anyway, I guess it can't hurt to have some backup.
Raziel nods as he scratches at his beard.
Raziel: Everyone has an army behind them when they masquerade as false idles. I've been here for only a week and I refuse to buy into their retarded bullshit. You know me, I'm the one usually leading the army...but I learned that the biggest downfall to every army, is a militia...
He pauses after this, trying to gauge if SJ knows what he is saying. Steve definitely does seem to catch Raziel's drift, nodding in affirmation.
Steve Jason: Well, hell. I suppose I've been leading every other kind of rebellion against them.
Raziel nods and pats SJ on the shoulder before making his way towards the door. Before leaving, he turns back to Steve.
Raziel: You'd be suprised to know how many people support us. Remember that guy we met at the Casino? Well I gave him my business card, and I got a voicemail from him last night. Seems like if shit hits the fan tonight, I won't be the only one out there cleaning up the mess.
Surprise works his way over his face at that, as if he can't honestly believe it for a few moments. Then a grin crosses his face and he nods back at Raziel.
Steve Jason: That's comforting to know.
Raziel: Take it as you will...but consider this another step forward in my redemption...
With a nod of his head, Raziel exits the locker room.
Bloodshed Championship #1 Contender
Inferno vs. Dusty Spears
Sammantha Jinx: The following match is one fall. Introducing first, making his way to the ring at this time, standing at 6'2 and weighing in at 242 pounds, please welcome Dusty SPEARS!!!!!
The lights go out when Holy Diver by Killswitch Engage begins to play with Dusty's titantron. After the song's intro stops, red lights began to flash all over the arena followed by darkness again. When the lights come back on Dusty Spears pushes through the curtain raising his left fist to the crowd as he screams to acknowledge the cheers and the boos. As he walks down the ramp he tags several hands and even takes the time to hug a few a people before making his way to the ring.
He slides under the bottom rope and dashes to to one of the far corners of the ring from the titantron, standing with one foot on the second turnbuckle and the other foot on the top one. He points and laughs to a few people in the crowd but pulls his hand up to the opposite shoulder threatening a backhand slap to the others.
In a typical arrogant fashion he turns to sit on the top turnbuckle and face the titantron, mocking a yawn as he waits for his opponent.
Sammantha Jinx: And his opponent, making his way to the ring at this time...standing at 6'4 and weighing in at 225 pounds this is INFERNO!!!!!
'Unstoppable' by E.S. Posthumus begins to play. After the first break the lights dim and power down like there is a power outage. Once the intro is over a light shines up from the stage. A column of vapor begins to rise up. Inferno rises from the stage. His eyes remain closed as a pillar of vapor rises up around his body. After several moments pass he opens his eyes and walks down the ramp. He ignores the fan's reaction to him whether good or bad and slides into the ring.
David Wright: This one could get interesting. What a huge feather in the cap of Dusty Spears should he be able to upset Inferno here.
Reggie Stallworth:Indeed it would be but Inferno is never a wrestler to be taken lightly.
David Wright: He is definitely one of the great sleepers in PDW and you never know when he is gonna have a good night and come out on type.
The bell ring and Dusty goes right after inferno. backing him into the corner and nailing him with rights and lefts. The referee backs Dusty off but he charges right back in nailing Inferno with a forearm shot before whipping him across the ring. Inferno hits the corner hard and stumbles out right into a running big boot from Dusty. Dusty quickly goes for a pin
...1
Dusty grabs both of Inferno's legs and tries for a pin again.
...1
...2
Inferno kicks out again and Dusty immediately start to nail him with forearm shots
David Wright: Dusty Spears is all over Inferno
Reggie Stallworth: That's what I like to see. He knows you can't give your opponent an inch if you want to win
Inferno shoves Dusty away an d tries to crawl away. You see a bit of blood trickle from his nose as Dusty is right back on top of him, nailing him with kicks. Dusty pulls Inferno up and whips him to the ropes. Inferno comes back with a handspring into a head scissors take down. Both wrestlers get up and Inferno nails Dusty with a stiff kick to the head that knocks him back into the corner. Inferno goes after Dusty now nailing him with a spinning back kick to the midsection. Dusty tries to fire back with a kickoff his own but Inferno catches Dusty's leg and takes him down with a Dragonscrew legwhip. Dusty quickly rolls out of ring for a breather
David Wright: Dusty Spears just learned that you can't take your eyes off of Inferno for even a second
Reggie Stallworth: He's deadly with those feet and on good kick and its lights out. Dusty has to avoid those at all cost if he wants to come out on top of this one
Dusty slides back in the ring and goes right after Inferno. Inferno fakes a kick and Dusty falls backwards into in the corner and covers up. Inferno quickly goes in the corner and pulls Dusty up. He whips Dusty into the opposite corner and charges in after him nailing Dusty with Tidal Krush. Dusty stumbles out of the corner and falls to the mat as Inferno goes to the top rope. He leaps off nailing Dusty with a double foot stop to the head and Dusty rolls around on the mat in pain before once again rolling to the arena floor. Inferno goes to the top rope as Dusty gets to his feet. Dusty see s Inferno and quickly slides back in the ring only to get a Flying Spinning Heel Kick off the top rope as he tries to get to his feet. Dusty looks to be out cold and Inferno goes for a pin
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...2
...3
No Dusty shoots a shoulder off the mat at the last second.
David Wright: Great testament to Dusty Spears. Not many would have kicked out after that.
Reggie Stallworth: But how much does he have left. Inferno seems to be cooking on all cylinders at the moment.
David Wright: I agree this may be over for Dusty real soon.
Inferno starts to circle Dusty looking for the Dragon Clutch. He goes to grab Dusty by the head but Dusty fights away from Inferno and gets to the ropes. Inferno pulls Dusty up and lifts him on his shoulders but Dusty fights off of Inferno's shoulders. He hooks Inferno in a sleeper hold and then suplexes him over. Both men are down and the referee begins to count.
...1
...2
...3
...4
...5
Inferno gets up first and pulls Dusty up with him, Dusty kicks Inferno in the midsection and lefts him on his shoulders now. Inferno wiggles free but gets an elbow to the nose from Dusty, Knocking him back in the corner. Dusty charges in and tries to take Inferno over with a monkey flip but Inferno lands on his feet. Inferno turns around right into an overhead belly to belly suplex from Dusty.
David Wright: And this crowd is going while. What great wrestling action
Reggie Stallworth: Dusty Spears is definitely showing he isn't going to lay down for Inferno and Inferno is in trouble now.
Dusty pulls Inferno up and nails him with forearm shots, backing him into the ropes. He goes to whip Inferno across the ring but Inferno reverses it. Inferno goes for a dropsault but Dusty holds on to the ropes. Inferno lands hard on the mat but Dusty quickly pulls him back to his feet. He locks Inferno in a headlock and then turns it into a modified back breaker before backing into the corner and measure Inferno nailing him with a toe kick to the head . Inferno rolls around holding his head and is rolled up in a pin attempt by Dusty
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...2
Inferno manages to get a shoulder off the mat as a look of frustration sets in on Dusty's face
David Wright: Another two count but look at Dusty Spears
Reggie Stallworth: The last thing he needs is to lose focus. Especially against a man like Inferno
David Wright: He's wasting time and giving Inferno time to recover. You don't want to do that at all.
Dusty sits for a moment before getting up pulling Inferno with him. He backs Inferno into the corner and nails him with a straight right hand before going to whip Inferno across the ring. Inferno holds on to Dusty's arm, lifts him up and nails Go To Sleep before Niping right back up. The crowd gets to their feet. Dusty struggles to get up. He tries for a kick to the midsection on Inferno but Inferno spins him all the way around and then nails him with a Shin Saikyou High Kick. Dusty falls face first to the mat as Inferno stumbles around then drops to one knee. He crawls over and covers Dusty for a pin attempt
...1
...2
Dusty kicks out but Inferno is quickly to his feet and waiting on Dusty to get up. Dusty starts to stir and Inferno charges going for Demon Download but Dusty grabs Inferno's legs taking him down and turning him over into a sharpshooter
David Wright: A Sharpshooter out of No where and Dusty Spears is in trouble
Reggie Stallworth: Inferno quickly gets to the ropes. Before Dusty can sink the sharpshooter in though
Dusty gets up and pulls Inferno up. He whips Inferno into the ropes. Dusty goes for a right hand but Inferno holds onto the ropes. He charges at Inferno but Inferno dodges a clothesline matrix style. Dusty turns just as Inferno runs to the ropes. Inferno leaps off and connects with Tidal Wave. Dusty goes down and Inferno makes a quick cover.
...1
...2
...3
Sammantha Jinx: Here is your Winner by Pinfall INFERNO!!!!!!
David Wright: The sudden high impact style of Inferno comes into play here
Reggie Stallworth: Dusty Spears never saw it coming until it was to late and then it was lights out.
The scene opens up in the back, as it sets it's focus on the one and only Kindred London who is very chilled back. Sidelined with his brother, Tyrell, they both travel the narrow hallway, on their way to their chosen destination.
Kindred London: How dare that fucking Ebdon demand me to explain my actions. I don't need to explain a damn thing!
Tyrell London: Just chill, man!
Kindred shaking his head at Tyrell in a downward motion, they come within range of their locker room. Kindred has his duffel bag on his shoulder, as it seems quite heavy by the expression given as he walks.
Kindred London: I'm not explaining shit ... I did it for his own good. To take out the competition, and he questions me. He's lucky I didn't shove my foot down his throat ...
Walking more fiercely with each second that passes. Coming around the corner, heading into the locker room section, Kindred followed by Tyrell quickly pause in their footsteps, as the sight of Nicholas Jaxx appearance is questionable for Kindred. Jaxx, who is leaning on Kindred's locker room door as his Bloodshed title dangles off of his shoulders with Jaxx giving off a smirk.
Kindred London: What the hell is your purpose for standing by my door?
Tyrell London: Yeah homie ... You should know where your "little" section is at ... so what's the purpose?
Nicholas Jaxx: You have yet to explain your actions at Speak No Evil. Ebdon demanded you to come out there and explain. You disappeared.
Kindred London: So what? I don't need to explain anything to ANYONE. You feel me?
Nicholas Jaxx: You know what I “feel” dude? That you did what you did because there ain’t nobody around here anymore who gives a damn about you and you thought you could jump aboard the Pantheon bandwagon, right?
Jaxx grins, slapping the Bloodshed title on his shoulder.
Nicholas Jaxx: Can’t say I blame you though dude, the Pantheon is where it’s at right now unless you consider yourself a superhero, in which case you could go beg Steve Jason for the time of day. Only thing about that though dude the guy is delusional as fuck, he may think that you’re trying to poison is drinking water with Kryptonite – his only weakness besides the Pantheon – and try to take you out.
Kindred London: Are you smoking the 'green', because it is a complete joke. I did it because those two rejects that your 'right-hand man' had faced don't even supposed to be in this damn organization. They are not meant for the harsh brutatility that is given. I did what I did because it was a neccessary task to be taken care of and I did it.
Kindred grins, before glancing at Jaxx's golden fortune hanging on his shoulder.
Kindred London: I could give a shit less about anyone around here except for a person or two. Other than that, the rest can easily kiss my ass. I've done shit load for this organization and I receive nothing from it. World wide, touring and representing, it's what I've been doing for the past few months. Now if you could, stop playing the 'hater' role, and just admit you need an offensive force like myself amongst your "little" club. Be appreciative of the offers you get because it may never happen again. I advise you to take two steps back, realize, think twice, then realize just who you are talking to ...
Jaxx takes a step back as requested and looks Kindred London up and down before shrugging.
Nicholas Jaxx: You don’t wanna know what I see when I look at you dude, it’d hurt your self-esteem. But what you’re saying is that I was right, right? You want to jump on the bandwagon? As far as I know there’s a spot available, and hey who knows if Gio lets the team down tonight there might be even more going begging. You want to prove yourself to me though dude then you’ve got to step up to the plate and do more than beat down the two who are trying to pass themselves off as PDW’s answer to Albert Einstein and Steven Hawking.
Jaxx grins, adjusting the championship on his shoulder.
Nicholas Jaxx: And before you even go where I know you’re going next let me let you in on a little secret dude, the Pantheon ain’t the stable of Pete Ebdon, it ain’t about him saying jump and the rest of us leaping up, it’s about being the best the company has to offer and proving it week after week and so far the Ebbster and me are the only ones in the group holding up our end of that, but I ain’t allowed to point that out when it comes to Christy Matthews because she’s fucking Ebby. You want to hang with us dude then here’s what you do: prove you belong.
Jaxx reacts to the change of expression on London’s face by patting him on the shoulder cockily before London slaps his hand away.
Nicholas Jaxx: Don’t be hating on me dude for speaking the truth. You want in to the Pantheon, you want the reputation that comes with being part of the elite in PDW then you’ve got to earn it. So step up to the plate and hit one out the park or put down the bat and go home dude, it’s really that simple.
Tyrell looks at London before trying to lure Kindred back, however Kindred denied Tyrell's assistance as Kindred stepped up into the face of Nicholas Jaxx.
Kindred London: Are you .... trying to challenge me, man. Prove to you; to the team?
Kindred rubs his chin ...
Kindred London: Access Granted! Next week ... you want to see me hit a 'Barry Bonds'-like homerun? I'll do just that and I'll give you the opportunity to see it front row, right at the announcer's table.
Kindred goes over and pass Jaxx, as he sticks in his key to the locker room.
Kindred London: I'll even let you pick the opponent ... Either way, you will get a dose of just what 'K-Lo' is all about, homeboy!
Tyrell London: You won't like it when my brotha' is angry ... Disaster will strike, son!
Opening the door, both Kindred and Tyrell gets one last glance at Nicholas Jaxx before shutting the door in a quick fashion. Jaxx just grins as the wind force from the slamming of the door hits him on the side of his face. Jaxx just stands there grinning as he listens to the footsteps disappearing down the hallway.
Nicholas Jaxx: He wants to show what K-Lo is all about?
A familiar laugh comes from a few feet from where Jaxx is standing.
Pete Ebdon: I had a feeling that he would. He wants to prove his worth, I think I already have just the opponent.
Jaxx nods, grinning from ear to ear.
Nicholas Jaxx: You know dude, I had a feeling that you might.
Jaxx holds his hand up and Ebdon slaps it happily, grabbing the Prodigy Championship from the bench and placing it across his shoulder as Jaxx adjusts the Bloodshed title on his.
Nicholas Jaxx: What happens to that once you become Platinum Champion dude?
Pete Ebdon: Who knows, but if London is really back in the game then maybe it won't be out of the Pantheon locker room for long.
Ebdon grins again as he walks off as well now leaving just Jaxx looking pleased with himself all alone...
The scene fades to the backstage area where we find Drake Benjamin, leaning against the wall, watching business take place as many of those used to keep Disclosure running smoothly run around doing what jobs they normally do. Being a people watcher, Drake was studying expressions and reading lips, making notes of those that enjoyed their jobs, those that just considered it earning a living and those that downright hated what they were doing. As he watched, he was stirring coffee with a toothpick and seemed to keep a blank expression on his face. The expression soon turned to a smirk as Drake's eyes shifted to his left
Drake Something I can do for you ladies?
Drake sipped from his coffee as you see none other than Layla and Kayla walk into view. They seemed to b e arguing over how it was that Drake knew they were there but Drake continued to just sip from his coffee, hoping they eventually stop arguing long enough to actually say something productive.
Layla You think you are so smug don't you. Everyone around here takes the time to say what's on your mind but what you hide in corners and watch?
Kayla Not sure you should be saying that...
Drake Ah so it is my silence that bothers you. Why should I speak when others do it so well. Nothing productive would come of me bragging on what I have yet to accomplish. You see ladies a snake need not announce its presence. Just to know that one is around is enough to send a chill up and down spines. Why should I waste words. You see I'd rather think in silence and watch those around as a predator of sorts I chose my targets wisely or in this case wait for them to come to me just as you have
Kayla takes a step back and rubs her arms as she didn't like the look she was getting from Drake. Layla pulls Kayla back and tells her to stay put before turning her attention back toward Drake.
Layla I've seen scarier than you around here. Suppose I say you are just another guy lost in the shuffle.
Drake So I should be attacking people for no reason is that it. Playing the proverbial bad guy. I am sorry to disappoint you but I only do things with a purpose. Everything that I do has a purpose. A logical one at that. You've heard me say this before but just for you, I will give you a repeat. Snakes choose their own paths and could make a home in the strangest of places. Be careful or you may find that I will make a home where you live
Kayla He's crazy. Lets get out of here.
Layla He's playing mind games is all. You've seen them do that before.
Drake finished off his coffee and then winked at Kayla causing her to hug her self and shiver
Drake She, in this case, happens to be right. It would serve no purpose to attack the defenseless. My true prey awaits in the ring. The source of my focus is proving a point but just remember. A point isn't always proved with a win or loss. Sometimes there is much much more at stake.
Drake laughs a bit and touches Kayla on her cheek, scaring her half to death before turning and walking away. Kayla stands frozen and you hear Layla tell her to get a hold of herself as the scene fades
Cyber Championship Match
Christy Matthews © vs. Citizen Truth
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is for the PDW Cyber Championship. Introducing first, the challenger, from the city of Metropolis…CITTIZEN TRUTH!!!
Lights fade.
Red, white, blue hue.
GO!
"Requiem for a Dream (I Need a Hero Intro)" by Clint Mansell
Once the vocals end, parting the curtains like the Red Sea, Citizen Truth walks out and throws both fists in the air to a chorus of cheers and jeers. Once he reaches the entryway...
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Standing with a shower of patriotic pyro behind him, CT makes his way to the ring. After a successful leap onto the ring apron, the Americanimal stalks the ring and climbs inside, again, with both fists in the air.
Citizen Truth leans against the corner, doing some in-ring calistenics before awaiting his opponent.
Sammantha Jinx: And last but not least. She is the reigning Cyber Champion, the “Untouchable”…CHRISY MATTHEWS!!
I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And my scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel
The lights dim and red and white spotlights flash around the arena and six words span across the video screens...
My Destiny, Sealed With A Kiss...
The first verse of “Scars” by Papa Roach blasts across the PA system as it seems all the fans around the arena react differently. The cameras pan the crowd as some are booing as loudly as they can while others stand on their feet cheering, trying to drown out the sounds of the booing with their own cheering.
Drunk and I'm feeling down
And I just wanna be alone
I'm pissed ‘cause you came around
Why don't you just go home
Cause you channel all your pain
And I can't help you fix yourself
You're making me insane
All I can say is
The camera pans to the cheap seats in the back of the arena where we see Christy Matthews standing on the guard rail with her arms outstretched in an eerily familiar mock-crucifix pose. Her fists and ankles are taped and she wears no boots but has both knee and elbow pads on.
I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And our scars remind us that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel
As she jumps down from the guard rail the screens around the arena begin to display familiar wording once more...
...E B D O N E N T E R T A I N M E N T P R E S E N T S...
...C H R I S T Y M A T T H E W S...
She begins to push her way down to ringside accompanied by her boyfriend Pete Ebdon, who attempts to hold off some of the fans as Christy makes her way down to the barricade. Leaping over the barricade, Christy begins climbing the outside of the turnbuckles and standing on the middle rope, striking the mock-crucifix pose once more before leaping over the ring and sitting down in the corner in a style eerily similar to the man with whom she made her way to the ring.
David Wright: Christy Matthews, our Cyber Champion ever since defeating the seemingly undefeatable Hannah St. John for the title.
Reggie Stallworth: It was about time somebody beat that manly bitch. Although sometimes I don’t know about Christy having that title. Hannah had a hard, beastly exterior to her whereas you can’t get much softer than Christy Matthews. And that is NOT good in this business!
As Christy enters the ring, she removes her belt and hands it off to T.C. Payne, who in turns takes it over to the announce table before returning to the ring. She then looks at her opponent who completely devours her in size. The look of intimidation on Christy’s face can’t be denied as she gawks at the large, masked Citizen Truth. But she barely has any time to prepare as T.C. immediately calls for the ball. And a nervous Christy Matthews has no choice but to begin circling the ring, looking for an opening that seems nowhere in sight. CT begins the match by going for a clothesline that the much shorter Christy Matthews easily ducks. He spins around, going for another and Christy ducks that one as well. She then hits CT with a dropkick that sends him staggering, but isn’t enough to make him fall. She then goes for yet another dropkick, this time managing to knock CT into the ropes. Christy quickly bounces back to her feet and nails CT with a DDT!
David Wright: Christy Matthews attempting to use her head to make up for the massive disadvantage she is at as far as size is concerned.
Reggie Stallworth: This shit right here is crazy. I’m just really failing to see how Christ Matthews is supposed to defeat this man.
David Wright: She was able to defeat Hannah St. John. She needs to think back to that match!
Christy immediately goes for a pin but gets absolutely nowhere when CT powers out before T.C. Payne can even begin her count. Christy immediately leaps back to her feet and runs to the opposite end of the ring, keeping her distance from CT as he begins to get back to his feet. Once he is up, Christy quickly charges at him before baseball sliding between his legs and coming out on the other side. She then hits CT with a dropkick to the back of his left knee, comes back to her feet and dropkicks the right as well. She then spins around him and nails him with a European uppercut to the chin, knocking him into the ropes. This gives Christy the chance to keep the pressure on CT by grabbing his hair connecting with beautiful facebuster. And already, Christy looks exhausted with the amount of work she has already been forced to do. But even so, she makes her way to the ropes. Christy leaps off the second rope, going for a lionsault just as CT raises his legs in the air! Christy’s midsection connects with CT’s knees, bringing her crashing to the mat and putting a temporary end to her fluttering about the ring.
Reggie Stallworth: Aw, shit. Too bad, so sad! She just lost the mat for herself!
David Wright: Jesus, Reg. Can you give the girl a chance?
Reggie Stallworth: Do you see what she’s fighting? Hell naw I can’t give her a chance!
CT pops to his feet and searches around the ring before spotting Christy. Upon seeing her he immediately stalks across the ring and grips her up by the hair, yanking her to her feet with ease only to place her right back on the mat with a body slam. The much small Christy Matthews shrieks as she hits the canvas hard. As she lies there, in her view is nothing but the large boots of CT. She attempts to crawls away from him but CT immediately lifts his boot and brings it crashing onto the crawling Christy. He then flips her onto her back and places his boot over her hair. CT then reaches down and gets Christy’s throat in a vice grip, pulling it up from the mat while her hair is still trapped under his feet.
David Wright: And look at the cruelty of this! Choking Matthews as well as nearly pulling the hair from her roots!
Reggie Stallworth: This dude is great. I love it!
CT continues the brutality before T.C. Payne orders him to stop. His head jerks in her direction for a brief moment defiantly but he does what he is told, releasing Christy from his death grip. He reached down and hauls her up by the hair again, throwing her into the corner. CT hesitates for merely a second before charging in Christy’s direction, but she manages to grab onto the ropes and lift herself into the air, hopping over the ropes and onto the apron to avoid what would sure to be the end for her. CT is able to stop himself before he collides with the ring post. He immediately grabs the nearby Christy by the hair and drags her back over the ropes and spilling into the ring. As soon as she hits the mat Christy immediately scrambles to the opposite side of the ring and uses the ropes to pull herself up. Christy staggers around the ring for a moment as Citizen Truth points at her and screams out at the fans. The fans pop, screaming in unison “THE LONG ARM OF THE LAW” as Citizen Truth charges at Christy Matthews, looking to decapitate her with the lariat but she ducks at the last possible second and Citizen Truth crashes in to the turnbuckles at full speed. Christy quickly looks to take advantage, rolling to the apron and going for a springboard missile dropkick but Citizen Truth moves aside and Christy hits the mat hard, instantly grabbing her right knee...
Reggie Stallworth: Uh-oh, the Cyber Champion landed badly!
David Wright: Citizen Truth looking to capitalize but the referee holding him back, I think Christy Matthews is seriously hurt here!
Christy tries to get back to her feet and collapses in a heap, screaming in pain and grabbing at her right knee. She holds her hands up defensively as Citizen Truth begins to move in toward her only to be stopped by the referee again. Christy slowly begins to crawl toward the ropes where Sara Ebdon looks on concerned, trying to check on her new client. The referee rushes over to find out how bad the injury is, asking her if she wants to give up but she begins to shake her head defiantly.
David Wright: Christy Matthews is hurt here but she’s not giving up, she wants to continue the match!
Reggie Stallworth: That Cyber Championship means a lot of this young woman, I don’t see her just giving it up even if she is injured. And it’s like she said this week, Citizen Truth has to defeat her and she’s determined that he’s not capable of doing that.
David Wright: That may be true under normal circumstances but she’s hurt bad.
Citizen Truth begins to check with the referee as to Christy’s condition as Christy grabs the ropes and begins to pull herself up, obviously not able to put any weight on the injured leg at all. He walks over to check on her, asking her if she really wants to continue the match...
David Wright: RATED-X SUPERKICK!?! WHAT THE HELL!!!!
Reggie Stallworth: CHRISTY MATTHEWS WITH THE INJURED LEG JUST SUPERKICKED THE HELL OUT OF CITIZEN TRUTH!!!!
David Wright: NO!!!
...ONE!
......TWO!!
........THREE!!!
“Scars” by Papa Roach blasts around the PA system as Christy leaps to her feet, jumping up and down happily as Sara Ebdon rolls in to the ring and hands her the Cyber Championship. Christy runs over to the ropes, leaping up to the second rope and holding the championship belt high as Sara begins to applaud her client and the fans boo the building down. Abigail Young grabs the microphone from Sammantha Jinx and raises it up with a smile.
Abigail Young: Ladies and gentlemen the winner of this match AND STILL PDW CYBER CHAMPION, “Untouchable” CHRISTY MATTHEWS!!!
Christy raises up the championship belt again much to the disdain of the fans.
David Wright: She faked it?
Reggie Stallworth: SHE FAKED IT!! GENIUS!! She tricked him, played in to his sense of fairness and then kicked his head off!! Our Cyber Champion is a genius!
David Wright: A genius? She’s a cheat!
Reggie Stallworth: A cheat? She’s a CHAMPION DW, that’s what matters in this world. The record books won’t show anything other than Christy Matthews’s defeats Citizen Truth.
Christy rolls from the ring, pointing at her knee and making sarcastic crying motions toward the fans before striking the crucifix pose with pride, the Cyber Championship still across her shoulder as she walks backwards up the ramp where Sara raises her hand again.
We fade to the backstage area where we see Christy Matthews, still with the PDW Cyber Championship, making her way back toward the locker rooms. She pushes open the locker room door to find Pete Ebdon, Nicholas Jaxx and Giovianni Aries in conversation about their upcoming back. Ebdon excuses himself from the conversation, walking over to Christy and applauding as he does so.
Pete Ebdon: Bravo.
She smiles from ear to ear, propping the Cyber Championship up on her shoulder.
Christy Matthews: Thank you, thank you...
Pete looks from Christy to Sara and grins at his wife as Sara looks innocently back.
Christy Matthews: What do you think flag-boy is going to say about that one? That I tricked him and that the fifty stars on the flag now stand for justice? Because I think the fifty stars stand for the fact that I just kicked his teeth in!
She hugs Sara quite unexpectedly and Sara just laughs.
Sara Ebdon: Calm down, it was just Citizen Truth.
Christy Matthews: Not the point, it was yet another person that everybody told me I didn’t stand a chance against and thanks to you I still have this...
She slides the Cyber Championship off her shoulder and kisses it.
Sara Ebdon: And that my friend is all that matters. They can complain that you cheated but what you did wasn’t illegal. It was underhanded, it was dirty and it was perfectly executed... but it wasn’t illegal.
Christy smiles proudly, kissing the Cyber Championship.
Christy Matthews: And the best bit? I’m still PDW Cyber Champion.
Sara Ebdon: And that’s all that matters!
Christy nods, looking at her reflection on the belt with a smile.
Christy Matthews: You’re right. That is all that matters...
And with that we fade out once again...
Submission Match
Drake Benjamin vs. Christian Nolan
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a submission match. Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Catalina Benjamin, he hails from Chicago, Illinois… “The King Cobra” DRAKE BENJANIM!!!
As Chad Kroger's Hero starts to play the lights in the arena go dim and the video screen comes to life with what looks like a cobra getting ready to strike. It looks as though it strikes the screen itself as Drake's face suddenly appears. The words King Cobra flash on the screen as Drake is shown walking away from a car that blows up in the background before switching to Drake catching his wife in his arms as she jumps from a window. Drake is then shown nailing an opponent with his version of a Yokosuka cutter and then another with a wheel kick. A close up of Drakes face is shown this time with a sinister smirk on it before showing Drake walking with his hands in his pockets and then him rolling under a move by an opponent before showing The words King Cobra flashing again. The view switches to Drake choking an opponent with a chain before showing Drake covered in blood staring back in the ring. It finally switches to Drake standing on top of a building looking down at the city street below before showing a cobra once more and then settling in on the words Drake Benjamin as Drake kisses his wife Catalina in the background. Catalina comes from the back with with a sinister smirk on her face and her hands on her hips. She looks back over her shoulder as out walks Drake Benjamin. He stands giving a cold serious stare toward the ring before looking down and taking the time to start wrapping his hands and wrist with tape. Catalina begins to lead Drake to the ring as Drake shows no emotion except the focus in his eyes. He finishes wrapping his wrist and hands and then throws the tape into the crowd before slowly climbing up on the ring apron and holding the ropes open for Catalina before climbing in himself. Drake pulls Catalina into a kiss before walking away and getting ready for the match. Catalina rubs Drake's cheek and then flips backwards over the top rope landing on her feet on the arena floor.
Reggie Stallworth: Do they gotta do that before every damn match?
David Wright: Oh, you’re just jealous.
Reggie Stallworth: whatever, man.
Sammantha Jinx: And introduction next, from the Bronx, New York…CHRISTIAN “NO LOVE” NOLAN!!!
“Brother” fades in, and the lights go completely black. The city of New York appears on the screen, and the camera flies through the streets of a brightly lit Manhattan night, ending at Ground Zero. "No/Love" appears on the screen as the song kicks into full blast, sparks begin to shoot from the left and the right of the entrance, creating a swinging bar door of sparks, much like the bars of the Wild West. Christian walks slowly through them, wearing his custom made "No/Love" Affliction shirt, slaps his right hand over his heart a few times, all the while with a smirk on his face. He raises his open hands in the air slowly, signaling with his hands for cheers. The sparks retract as he raises his arms, and when he puts them back down, they are gone.
Christian begins to walk to the ring.
When I stop to think back on everything
It all runs away like a memory
Once there was a picture of a happy place
At this point, Christian is making his way down the ramp. He spots a "No/Love for Nolan!" sign, grabs it and shows it to the camera. Pointing at it and laughing, Christian rips it in half then throws it back into the crowd.
What a great place to leave
I'd trade it all
To have you all here with me
Christian reaches the ring and slides in, climbing the turnbuckle closest to him, he takes his shirt off and throws it to a cute girl in the crowd, then points to his abs and smirks.
Mother leave the light on again.
Sister with someone somewhere somewhere
Brother Brother Brother
As the chorus plays, Christian puts his hands on his hips and does his "Abercrombie Pose", looking far off into the distance as the lights flicker in blue. As the song fades out, Christian jumps down and points to the ref, telling her that he had better call a fair match or else.
David Wright: We just saw these two men clash in the ring last week, Drake Benjamin as the partner of his wife Catalina and Christian Nolan as the partner of his brother Alex. And I’m sure that No Love will be looking for some retribution.
Reggie Stallworth: Most def. I’m gonna have to go with Christian for this one. Drake may have gotten the drop on is last week but Christian seems like a man that wouldn’t make the same mistake twice. But we’ll just have to wait and see.
With both men in the ring, T.C. doesn’t hesitate to ring the bell and get the match underway. The two of them come in the center of the ring, looking to tie up. Nolan fakes Drake out and lands him in the center of the ring with an arm drag. But Drake is back on his feet in mere seconds, running towards Nolan only to receive yet another arm drag. This time, Nolan pulls Drake into a sitting position and locks on a sleeperhold, but Drake manages to throw his head backwards, hitting Nolan directly in the face, causing him to stumble back. Drake leaps to his feet once again and smashes Nolan with a dropkick, pushing him into the ropes. Drake quickly follows up with a scoop slam to his opponent, the impact of the move shaking the entire ring in the process. With Nolan stretched out in the center of the ring, Drake looks around for a brief moment before heading for the corner. He then begins to quickly climb the turnbuckle, unbeknownst to Nolan making his way to his feet. Nolan quickly rushes over to Drake and scampers up the turnbuckle, wrapping an arm around Drake’s neck to leap off the turnbuckle and slam him into the canvas with a superplex.
David Wright: The action is starting early with this one and is quite evenly matched. Nolan with the superplex to Benjamin.
Reggie Stallworth: See? What did I tell you? Not a man to make the same mistake twice.
David Wright: The match just started, Reg. Anything could happen.
As Drake writhes on the canvas, Nolan flips to his feet. He reaches for Drake’s arm and wrenches it behind him, pulling tightly before kicking it viciously as Drake screams out in agony. Nolan then adds to the injury by elbowing the arm. He then quickly switches to a Fujiwara armbar as the fans soak up the athleticism, their cheers filling the Dynasty Spectrum to the brim. But Drake manages to flip out of the move before it is fully locked in. Drake climbs to his feet and walks straight into a hard chop straight across the chest from Nolan. Christian goes for a swinging neckbreaker but Drake holds on to the ropes causing Christian to crash into the mat. Christian goes to get up and gets grabbed out of nowhere by Drake and nailed with a DDT. Drake pulls Christian up and nails a second DDT and then sits and looks at Christian out on the mat. Drake gets up and pulls Christian to his feet one more time and nails yet a third DDT before backing into the corner, sitting down, and staring at Christian down on the mat. For just a second, Drake cracks a smile before going back to the serious look on his face.
David Wright: Drake attempting to change his fortune in this match!
Christian begins to stir on the mat as Drake continues to watch from the corner. Finally, as Christian once again gets to his feet Drake gets to his as well, running over to Christian and going for a superkick. But Christian luckily scouts it and side steps before nailing Drake with a neckbreaker! The move seems to take everything out of him that. As Drake hits the mat again so does Christian, remaining there along side his opponent to regain his strength and composure. Christian flips to his stomach, pushing himself up on all fours before using the ropes to pull himself back to his feet. He then crouches down, yelling for Drake to get his worthless carcass up.
David Wright: Christian Nolan coaxing Benjamin back to his feet with some encouraging words.
Reggie Stallworth: Yeah, because he’s such a nice guy.
David Wright: How do you think he got the name No Love?
Reggie Stallworth: Maybe his wife? Because I heard that’s what she has for him now. Oh! OH!
Slowly but surely Drake Benjamin begins to make his return to a standing position, but once he does Christian Nolan immediately nails him with a spinebuster! Catalina looks on from outside of the room, clapping her hands together and yelling for the fans to get behind her husband as Christian drags Drake to his feet once again. He then thrusts Drake into the ropes and grabs his head upon his return in both hands, smashing Drake face first into the mat with a sitout facebuster. Surprisingly, the fans scream at the top of their lungs for the newfound energy that Christian Nolan seems to possess. He continues his assault on Drake, stomping away at his mercilessly as the crowd soaks up the action before Catalina Benjamin reaches under the ropes and pulls his feet out from under him, causing Christian to land flat on his face!
David Wright: That cheating whore!
Reggie Stallworth: Hey, it’s only cheating if the ref sees it! And she obviously didn’t!
Catalina quickly steps away from the ring in order to keep the ref from getting suspicious as both men lay sprawled out, motionless. Christian soon manages to roll onto his back, but seems to be extremely dazed from Catalina’s actions. Meanwhile, Drake has begun to stir. He leans his head up and gradually begins a slow crawl towards the ropes, grabbing hold of them. He starts to use the ropes to pull himself up, staggering just a bit when he finally reaches his feet. He looks across the ring at the laid out Christian Nolan. Drake then begins to limp over to his opponent, reaching over to grab Christian by the hair and drag him back to his feet. Drake begins a series of painful chops to Christian’s chest, leaving it bright right in color. He then grabs Christian by the wrist and whips him into the ropes. Drake immediately lifts Christian over his head with a back body drop, looking for it to go outside of the ring, but Christian lands back first on the ring post, rolling off of the post and landing his back across the steel stairs outside! His mouth opens in a silent cry of agony as his hand immediately shoots to his lower back.
David Wright: Holy shit! Did you see that?!
Reggie Stallworth: Hell yeah! I think Drake Benjamin may have just snapped No Love’s spine!
Drake stalks over to the edge of the ring and looks outside at an immobilized Christian Nolan. He wastes no time hopping over the ropes, onto the apron and outside of the ring. After kicking Christian a few times for good measure, each strike of his boot landing on the back area that looks to be a possible problem from Nolan, Drake drags his opponent back to his feet by the hair and tosses him into the ring. Drake quickly follows behind him and jumps to his feet.
David Wright: Come on, Christian! Get up!
Reggie Stallworth: I don’t think he can! I think that fall really fuck that man’s back up!
Drake picks Christian up and nails him with a straightjacket suplex. He then flips Christian on to his back and steps over him before locking on a Mexican Surfboard! Christian’s screams sound out louder than the noise in the arena as Drake keeps the pressure on his already injured back! His hand raises in the air and is slapping the mat in no time!!!
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner…DRAKE BENJAMIN!!!
David Wright: It’s over! Drake Benjamin gets the win!
Drake releases Christian and stands up, looking down at Christian’s struggling body. Christian gets to his feet and suddenly gets a chair shot to back by Catalina causing Christian to stumble forward right into Drake! Drake lifts Christian up and nails him with Neurotoxic right onto the chair. Drake lays next to Christian stares at him for a moment before saying remember the words I spoke that I told you play close attention to. Drake and Catalina both roll out of the ring and head out through the crowd.
David Wright: A hard-fought match by Drake indeed but I don’t know what to say about No Love out there! He could seriously be injured!
Reggie Stallworth: Look at him. He can barely move. I don’t know what this means for his career!
The camera opens up in the completely empty office of Platinum Dynasty Wrestling owner Star Deveraux. The officer appears to be in complete disarray, things like paperwork are scattered across the floor, her computer monitor rests on the floor in a crumbled heap and what appears to be carved into the wall is the word ‘REDEMPTION’. In the corner of the officer where a case which previously held the Platinum Title was no longer and pieces of glass littered the floor. The Platinum Title was gone, but in its place rested a single manila envelop with one single word placed onto the flap that read ‘Deveraux’.
Voice: What in the hell is this?
The shrill shriek of Star Deveraux pierced through the silence. Star thrust her hand into her pocket, pulled out her cell phone and immediately dialed.
Star Deveraux: No, whoever did this is still in the building! Shut up! Someone had to have seen something, this couldn’t have just happened completely unbeknownst to everyone! Well find out! Check the cameras! I don’t care what you have to do, get security here and get this taken care of…NOW!
Star turns towards the camera with her face resting in her hands.
Star Deveraux: It couldn’t be.
Six Man Team Match
Steve Jason & Julian Dark & Alex Nolan vs. Pete Ebdon & Nicholas Jaxx & Giovianni Aries
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen it is now time for your MAIN EVENT of the evening. The following is a six man tag team match scheduled for one fall...
The lights dim as Stereophonic's “Brother” hits the arena speakers. A gold spotlight hits the entrance ramp, as Alex Nolan stands there smiling cockily. A video package plays on the video screen, a collection filled with successful risks that Alex has taken during his brief wrestling career.
Won't you take your words brother?
Won't you mind your world brother?
I find you so offensive punk
He casually strolls to the ring, his eyes hidden by a pair of black aviator sunglasses. He gets a mixed reaction from the crowd but he could care less. He's not insulted by their jeers nor is he fazed by their cheers. He's in a zone of concentration and confidence and there's nothing that could distract him as he nears the ring.
Won't you take my word brother?
I tell you no lies now leave me brother
You disturb me turn me hurt me
He gets up to the top rope and sits down, looking out into the crowd. Smiling, he pulls of his sunglasses, revealing his eyes for the first time. He throws the shades ten rows deep before turning and entering the ring. In the ring, he jumps and stretches a bit.
You walk right up to me
Abuse me on the street
Like a cannonball killing me
You got it wrong brother can't you see?
Can't you see?
He's now ready to take on his opponent... and the world he fights so diligently.
Sammantha Jinx: Introducing first, proudly hailing from the Bronx, weighing one hundred and fifty nine pounds, this is ALEX “The Bronx Charmer” NOLAN!
The lights in the arena all shut off, except for a green spotlight that rests on the center of the stage. "Tears Don't Fall" by Bullet For My Valentine rips onto the speakers. On the big screen a four leaf clover appears and The Lucky Charm writes itself across the clover in cursive writing. Several blasts of green pyro shoot up from the stage and the clover disappears from the screen, melding into a video of Julian Dark. The smoke from the pyro is so thick that it can't be seen through. However, as it begins to clear, the outline of Julian Dark can be seen. He waits a few minutes, listening to the fans, feeding off the energy they have created. Then he steps out of the smoke and raises his head, locking his sights on the ring. He makes his way down, drawing in the noise of the crowd and a small smile shows through his tough demeanour. He jumps onto the apron, and walks over to the nearest turnbuckle. He climbs onto the second pad from the outside and raises his left arm into the air. Then he steps over the top rope and lands in the ring.
Sammantha Jinx: And now introducing his tag team partners, first, coming all the way from Eagle Rock, California…JULIAN DARK!!!
With the sudden sound of a thunderclap, the heavy guitar introduction to Breaking Benjamin’s “Believe” blasts over the PA system as suddenly a blast of white and blue pyros flares up around the entrance ramp. As the guitar introduction continues, white and blue searchlight beams trigger and begin to wash over the entrance ramp and the general path to the ring. As this happens, a silvery plume of sparkler fire lights up in front of the curtain before Steve Jason strides out of the remnants, clad in his white and blue ring wear boardshorts and a matching silky short-sleeved shirt with a hood attached, the hood pulled up over his hair and casting a shadow over his ice-blue eyes and facial features. He wastes no time striding down the ramp in direct time to the powerful, edgy verse which now booms throughout the arena.
Don’t tread the water
Just stay still
I’ll not be bothered
By you until
I’m picking sides
And pulling the strings
I’m living lies
And shedding skin
I’m open wide
And letting you in
I’m wronging rights
Steve has proceeded to the foot of the ring at this point, eyeing the apron in front of him with intensity. Suddenly, the sung verse becomes an intense, angry chorus as Steve pulls his hood back to reveal his face and jumps onto the apron in time with the first opening shout, gripping the ropes and flinging his arms back so his shirt flings off his body and into the crowd.
Be-lieve!
I don’t care what you want!
I just want mine!
Shut up!
Smart little bitch!
I don’t need lies!
At this point, Steve has sidestepped along the apron and reached the nearest turnbuckle. With little to no warning, he climbs atop it in time with the continuing chorus, which is now slightly softer than the angrier tune of before.
I don’t care what you want, I just want mine…
Get up!
Force it to fit!
Confined inside!
As the chorus ends and descends into sharp and short guitar blasts, Steve hops down from the turnbuckle and enters the ring itself, assuming a ready-to-fight martial arts stance.
Sammantha Jinx: And finally their partner, from the Sunset Coast, Australia and weighing two hundred and forty pounds, this is STEVE JASON!
The fans applaud the introduction of the team lead by one of the two number one contenders to the Platinum Championship at Parental Advisory. There seems to be a rather long wait as the three men stand ready in the ring before the lights dim in the arena as the screens all cut to black and the beginning of Nas’s “Stronger” hits the PA system...
Work it; make it, do it,
Makes us harder, better, faster, stronger!
Work it harder, make it better,
Do it faster, makes us stronger,
More than ever, never over,
Our work here is never over.
N- n- now th- that don't kill me
Can only make me stronger
I need you to hurry up now
'cause I can't wait much longer
I know I got to be right now
'cause I can't get much wronger
Man I've been waitin' all night now
That's how long I've been on you
As then the guitar riffs are heard of “Cult of Personality” by Living Colour begins fill the arena as the fans start to boo as the lights begin to flick back on as the lyrics of Cult of Personality begin to play.
Look into my eyes, what do you see?
Cult of personality
I know your anger, I know your dreams
I’ve been everything you want to be
I’m the cult of personality
Like Mussolini and Kennedy
I’m the cult of personality
Cult of personality
Cult of personality
Finally Giovianni Aries steps out from behind the curtain to even more boos as he looks at the fans with distain. He unbuttons the sleeves of his Armani white button down dress and he looks down at the ring with a facial expression that exudes confidence and arrogance.
Neon lights, a Nobel Prize
The mirror speaks, the reflection lies
You don’t have to follow me
Only you can set me free
I sell the things you need to be
I’m the smiling face on your TV.
I’m the cult of personality
I exploit you still you love me
Giovianni Aries now throws his arm up as boos just keep getting louder as Giovianni Aries lets out a slight smirk as the fans seem to can stand his arrogance and his total and utter distain for him. As behind Giovianni Aries the screen starts to light with the following.
...P A N T H E O N P R E S E N T S...
…P L A T I N U M’ S O N L Y P R O D I G Y…
...G I O V I A N N I A R I E S...
Giovianni Aries points to the screen a smile as he begins his way down the ramp provoking the fans as he goes. Giovianni Aries now reaches the ring area as he begins to take off his Armani button down shirt as he hands it to the ring assistant. He warns the ring assistant not to mess up his shirt as now Giovianni Aries now walks up the steel steps as he climbs into the ring. Giovianni Aries soaks up the boos as he jumps up on the middle rope in between the two turnbuckle and hangs over it as he throws one arm up as he looks over the crowd in utter pity. Before Sammantha Jinx can make the announcement however Abigail Young, the Pantheon’s personal ring announcer, snatches the microphone from her...
Abigail Young: And now introducing their opponents, first from Malibu, California, weighing two hundred and twenty pounds, he is “Platinum’s Only Prodigy”, this is GIOVIANNI ARIES!
Darkness engulfs the arena and after a few moments the screen flicks to life…
...NICHOLAS JAXX WILL STEAL THE SHOW IN...
...5...
...4...
...3...
...2...
...1...
...NOW!!
I'm bringing sexy back (yeah!)...
Them other fuckers don't know how to act (yeah!)...
“Sinner” by Drowning Pool hits the PA system as the crowd begin to cheer wildly. As the lights flick back on again we see a figure standing with his back to the camera, a jacket on with “King Of Sin” written on the back and the hood pulled up over his head. He spins around and holds out his hands to his side as the crowd react in mixed emotions. Lucas Knight and Reuben Tialata join him on the stage before Jaxx begins walking down to the ring, slapping hands on the way down before jumping up on the apron and leaping over the top rope, climbing the ropes on the far side of the ring and pulling the hood of his jacket down, opening it to reveal the PDW Bloodshed championship around his waist that he shines up with one hand while shielding the lights from his eyes with the other and looking out at the crowd. He jumps back down and walks across the ring, climbing the ropes on the other side and looking out at the fans once again.
Abigail Young: His tag team partners, first originally hailing from Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada but now making his home in Chicago, Illinois and weighing one hundred and ninety eight pounds, he is the PDW Bloodshed Champion, this is “The Sinner” NICHOLAS JAXX!
The lights around the arena dim to black for a few moments before all the video monitors suddenly come to life with nothing but static across them and the low hum of crackling can be heard on the speakers before the oddly sweet voice of Bonnie Tyler blasts across the PA system...
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
I NEED A HERO!
“Halo” by Soil suddenly BLASTS across the speakers and the fans in the arena go absolutely wild, both booing and cheering.
...E B D O N E N T E R T A I N M E N T P R E S E N T S...
...T H E M E S S I A H O F P R O F E S S I O N A L W R E S T L I N G...
...T H E L O R D O F T H E R I N G...
...P E T E E B D O N...
A single spotlight shines down on to the stage finally breaking the darkness but revealing nothing but an empty stage. More spotlights pan around the crowd for a moment before locating a man standing on the guard rail near the cheap seats with his arms outstretched in a mock-crucifix pose, draped in a black robe with a hood that completely covers his head and flanked by his enforcer Christopher Richter. The two make their way through the crowd and down toward the ringside area where the first leaps the barricade and climbs on to the apron, climbing to the middle turnbuckle on the outside of the ring before ripping back the hood and revealing the smirking face of Pete Ebdon. He strikes the crucifix pose again before removing the robe entirely, revealing the PDW Prodigy Championship around his waist, and dropping it in to the corner before leaping over the ropes and sitting down in the corner facing the entrance ramp.
Abigail Young: And finally their partner, originally from London, England but now hailing from THE CITY OF ANGELS, Los Angeles, California, weighing two hundred and nineteen pounds he is the current reigning PDW Prodigy Champion and the next PDW Platinum Champion, he is The Anointed One, The Messiah of Professional Wrestling and Lord of the Ring, this is PETE EBDON!
The three man team representing the Pantheon all step toward the center of the ring in unison as the Jason, Dark and Nolan step forward to meet them, all six men standing eye to eye and staring the others down. TC Payne attempts to get between them all and send them back to their corners and Dark, Aries, Jaxx and Nolan all appear to listen and step back in to their corners but Ebdon and Jason continue staring one another down talking trash to one another. The fans begin chanting “KILL HIM JASON” repeatedly and Ebdon points out at them while still talking trash bringing a smile to Jason’s face. He then points up at the balcony and whatever he says finally gets under Jason’s skin as Jason levels him with a wicked right hand that takes him down to the mat. TC Payne calls for the bell as Ebdon leaps back up again and the two begin to exchange blows in the middle of the ring, Jason throwing right hands and Ebdon responding with forearm shots to the side of Jason’s head. It’s Jason that throws a big right hand enough to cause Ebdon to stagger back a few steps however before connecting with a second in a row, and a third before grabbing Ebdon by the arm and whipping him against the ropes, charging at him and levelling him with a massive clothesline. Jason runs the ropes again, dropping the point of his elbow straight in Ebdon’s face much to the delight of the crowd as they cheer for the former Bloodshed Champion. Ebdon rolls around grabbing at his head, getting back up to his knees before Jason levels him with a kick to the back of the head. Jason grabs him again, pulling him up and grabbing him around the chest from the front, popping his hips and throwing Ebdon toward his corner with a beautiful belly-to-belly suplex. Ebdon flaps around like a fish out of water, getting back to his feet to receive a massive right hand from Nolan to which he responds by smashing first Nolan in the face and then Dark. Jason drops Ebdon again but Nolan takes exception to the shot, attempting to get back in to the ring as Jason begins to drag Ebdon back toward the center of the ring. TC Payne rushes across to stop him allowing both Jaxx and Aries to climb in to the opposite corner. They both nail Jason from behind, dropping him to the mat and delivering boots to the side of his head much to the disdain of the fans.
David Wright: Why am I not shocked at the cheap tactics by the members of the Pantheon?
Reggie Stallworth: What cheap tactics, Alex Nolan started it by trying to get in to the ring. And besides what the referee doesn’t see isn’t illegal, is it really the Pantheon’s fault that Nolan is too inexperienced to let a shot like the one Ebdon delivered go without trying to get retribution?
David Wright: Alex Nolan the rookie of Steve Jason’s team for sure, Giovianni Aries the least experienced man on the Pantheon’s side, we’ll see how that becomes a factor a little later on.
Reggie Stallworth: When you’re teaming with guys like former five time World Tag Team Champions “The Ego Trip”, and former ten times World Tag Team Champion Pete Ebdon in particular, you don’t make mistakes like that.
Ebdon slaps his hands together loudly behind the referee’s back and rolls from the ring, as does Aries, leaving Jaxx behind in the ring with Jason. When TC Payne finally gets Alex Nolan back out of the ring she turns around and signals that she heard the tag being made by Jaxx and that he’s now the legal man as the fans boo the decision. Jaxx goes to work on the fallen Jason now, grabbing one of his arms and stretching it out before dropping a knee directly to the elbow as Jason screams out in pain, grabbing at his arm and trying to protect himself but Jaxx just kicks him in the head as he tries to make his way to his corner, grabbing him by the foot and dragging him back across toward the Pantheon’s corner. Jaxx grabs the arm again, stretching it out again before delivering two kicks, the first to the wrist and the second to the point of the elbow again, before running the ropes and leaping up, dropping all his weight on the elbow for a second time. Jason grabs his arm in pain again but Jaxx won’t let go, pulling it back out from underneath him and twisting his body around, spinning himself to the mat and pulling incredible pressure on the arm which again causes Jason to scream out in pain. Jaxx gets confident, stalking Jason and going for a running kick but Jason sweeps his legs around, knocking the Bloodshed Champion to the mat before rolling across the ring and making the tag to Julian Dark. At the same time Jaxx makes the tag out to Aries who charges in to the ring...
Reggie Stallworth: HERE WE GO!! We’ve been waiting for this one since last week, Aries vs. Dark!
David Wright: Last week Julian Dark defeated Giovianni Aries in what was a close fought contest, now Aries is gunning for payback against the former Prodigy Champion!
Reggie Stallworth: Oh and he’s going to get it, I can feel it...
As though he’s spoken too soon Aries charges straight in to a clothesline from Dark who keeps going, knocking both Ebdon and Jaxx off apron as well before climbing up the turnbuckles and leaping across the ring and nailing Aries in the back with a flying Enziguri, much to the delight of the fans. Aries doesn’t stay down for long however but as soon as he’s back on his feet Dark is on him, grabbing him and attempting to get him in a hammerlock position but Aries fights out of it with elbows to the face, running the ropes only to be levelled by the more experienced Julian Dark with a massive boot to the face. Julian Dark, actually the second biggest man in the ring at two hundred and twenty four pounds, pulls Aries back to his feet and grabs him in a ¾ facelock, attempting to run the ropes for Sliced Bread #2 but Aries pushes him off in to the turnbuckles and follows up with a clothesline to the back of the head that takes Dark off his feet. Aries struggles back up to his, attempting a stomp but Dark rolls out of the way, tripping Aries with a leg sweep before rolling up and grabbing both of Aries’ legs, rolling him over in a Boston Crab! Aries begins to scream in pain as he reaches out desperately for the ropes...
David Wright: JULIAN DARK WITH THE SUBMISSION HOLD!! TC Payne asking if Aries wants to give it up...
Reggie Stallworth: Aries won’t give it up here or any other time, he’s fighting for a lot more than just a win here tonight, he’s looking to prove his worth to his teammates and get revenge on both Julian Dark and Steve Jason! He’s got everything to fight for...
David Wright: He may not have a choice, Dark is putting a tremendous amount of pressure on the back of Aries and Aries is a long way from the ropes... AND JAXX FROM BEHIND WITH A CHEAP SHOT!!
Reggie Stallworth: It’s not a cheap shot DW; it’s breaking up a submission. If Dark didn’t want that to happen he should have waited until both Ebdon and Jaxx were taken down...
Dark begins to crawl across the ring, reaching out and tagging the first available man on the side, who happens to be Alex Nolan, as Jaxx drags Aries across the ring, quickly ducking out of the ring before tagging himself in and climbing back in. TC Payne indicates both tags are legal and Nolan and Jaxx lock up in the middle of the ring with Nolan getting the upper hand as the smallest man in the match slips behind Jaxx in the go behind, locking in a waistlock that Jaxx attempts to fight out of but Nolan grabs both arms, lifting him up and dropping him in a modified full-nelson slam. Jaxx struggles back to his feet as Nolan comes off the ropes, catching Jaxx with an axe-kick to the back of the head of the Bloodshed Champion and dropping Jaxx face first to the mat. Jaxx attempts to struggle back up but Nolan runs the ropes, charging across and smashing Jaxx in the chest with a massive kick as Jaxx pulls himself back to his knees. Jaxx grabs his chest but attempts to get back up a second time and again Nolan kicks him square in the chest. Jaxx pulls himself up a third time and this time as Nolan comes charges across the ring he connects with a kick to the side of the head that drops Jaxx down to the mat hard. Jaxx grabs his head, rolling around in pain as Nolan goes for the cover...
David Wright: Three MASSIVE shots on the Bloodshed Champion and the pin...
...ONE!!
......TWO!!!!
.........THR—
Reggie Stallworth: JAXX WITH THE KICKOUT!!
David Wright: Aries in to make the save at the same time, even if Jaxx hadn’t kicked out in time this match would still be going.
Reggie Stallworth: That’s watching your partners back DW, that’s good teamwork by the Pantheon.
TC Payne gets Aries back out of the ring as Nolan pulls Jaxx up and charges him in to one of the two empty corners. Jason holds out his hand for the tag but Nolan ignores it, looking to prove a point now he’s got the Bloodshed Champion out on his feet. He drives his shoulder repeatedly in to the gut of Jaxx before backing across the ring and going for the kill shot, charging across the ring and leaping up but Jaxx gets both his feet up and Nolan’s momentum carries him face first in to the boots of Jaxx, dropping him down to the mat hard. The fans boo as Jaxx flops back in the corner, still holding his head and trying to shake some life back in to himself. He grabs Nolan by the head and pulls him up, pointing over at Dark and Jason before dropping him face first to the mat with a bulldog toward his own corner. Jaxx stalks Nolan, waiting for the rookie to get back to his feet before bouncing off the ropes and turning Nolan inside out with a massive clothesline. Jaxx flexes to show off to Dark and Jason, who are hurling insults at him, as Jaxx pulls Nolan up and throws him to the corner and tags in Ebdon. Ebdon drags Nolan out of the corner and delivers a backbreaker across the knee as Jaxx bounces off the ropes, dropping a knee to the face of Nolan while he’s still stretched out across the knee of Ebdon and dropping him to the mat.
David Wright: This is not good for Alex Nolan, he had the advantage but Jaxx turned it back around and now he’s in a lot of trouble!
Reggie Stallworth: The rookie of Steve Jason’s team isolated by the experience of Ebdon and Jaxx! You can say again that this is a bad thing for Alex Nolan, he’s about to get taken to school!
David Wright: Jason and Dark trying to cheer their teammate on but I think it’s going to take more than that now...
Ebdon pulls Nolan back up by his hair and grabs him in a front facelock, almost calmly whipping him over with a vertical suplex and holding on to the move, pulling Nolan back up and lifting him up a second time, stalling the move for a few second this time before dropping him down in another suplex and still holding on to the front facelock. He pulls Nolan up a third time and lifts him up again, stalling the move even longer now and just holding the smallest man in the match in position before dropping him down hard on his head in a Brainbuster. Nolan grabs at his head, kicking his legs in pain as Ebdon plays to the crowd getting their hatred even more. He lets Nolan struggle up, stalking him as he does so and as soon as Nolan is on his feet Ebdon grabs him from behind, popping the hips and sending Nolan crashing down on the back of his head in a German suplex. The fans boo the move as they know what’s set to come next as the tenacious Ebdon holds on to the waistlock, pulling Nolan back to his feet before swapping the move over and launching Nolan overhead with a Tiger Suplex, arching his back for the pin...
...ONE!!
......TWO!!!
But Nolan rolls off his shoulders to break up the three count. Ebdon doesn’t release the hold however, pulling Nolan back to his feet and swapping back to the waistlock again, popping the hips and throwing Nolan over in another German suplex, holding on yet again and pulling Nolan back up again before swapping to the Tiger Suplex again and popping the hips, planting Nolan on the back of his head and arching his back again for the pin...
...ONE!!
......TWO!!!
And again Nolan rolls off his shoulders but again Ebdon holds on, pulling Nolan back up again and swapping the move again, throwing Nolan over in a high angle back drop suplex that lands Nolan right on the back of his head. Nolan’s body seems to go limp as Ebdon begins talking trash to the opposing team and tagging in Jaxx again, pulling Nolan’s body slightly more toward the corner so Jaxx can leap in and drop a leg across the throat of Nolan. The Bloodshed Champion seems to consider going for the pin before changing his mind and dropping a knee to the face of Alex Nolan, seemingly enjoying himself now as he begins to climb the ropes, executing a moonsault off the top rope and crashing down on to Nolan. He grins, climbing up to the second rope before hitting another moonsault and rolling up once again, leaping to the top rope and throwing himself backwards to land another moonsault much to the disdain of the fans. He begins to show off as Julian Dark rushes the ring, grabbing him from behind and throwing him overhead in a release German Suplex before climbing back out of the ring and holding out his hand, desperate for Nolan to make the tag.
Reggie Stallworth: You’re an advocate for playing by the rules, right DW? Explain to me how that one’s not cheating?
David Wright: Referee didn’t punish it, did she? I guess that makes it legal! The Pantheon have already used half a dozen dirty tactics in this match, you’re not going to tell me the first bit of interference from Julian Dark gets you accusing them of cheating?
Reggie Stallworth: I call ‘em like I see ‘em DW and I just saw Julian Dark illegally taking down Nicholas Jaxx!
David Wright: There might not be anything illegal about it in a minute as Nolan is almost over to make the tag...
Nolan has been crawling toward his corner as Jaxx recovered from the release German Suplex and isn’t far from making the tag. Jaxx rolls across to tag in Ebdon as Nolan inches ever closer to his corner and Ebdon comes flying across the ring, smashing in to Jason on the side with a forearm before spinning around and levelling Dark with a spinning forearm and knocking them both to the outside. Nolan reaches the corner to make the tag but find only Ebdon waiting for him as the Prodigy Champion kicks the rookie straight in the face. Ebdon pulls Nolan up, whipping him to the corner and following in with a massive clothesline, rolling back across the ring and charging in the corner again this time with a running knee that he plants straight in to the jaw of Nolan before grabbing him by the head and bulldogging him across the ring. The fans boo wildly as Ebdon soaks it in, holding a hand to his ear to taunt them before pulling Nolan back to his feet and getting surprised by an Enziguri. Nolan quickly leaps across the ring and makes the tag that gets the building to explode...
David Wright: STEVE JASON GETS THE TAG AND THIS PLACE JUST WENT WILD!!
Jason comes in on absolute fire, charging Ebdon and knocking him half way across the ring with a shoulder block. Jaxx comes charging in and Jason levels him with a clothesline. Aries comes flying in and Jason takes him out with a clothesline as well, grabbing Ebdon and throwing him in to one corner, grabbing Jaxx and throwing him in to another and Aries and throwing him in to yet another. He then charges straight at Ebdon, smashing against him with a clothesline in one corner before charging straight at Jaxx and doing the same thing, then at Aries for a third successive clothesline in the corner that flattens him as well. All three men drop to seated positions and Jason gets the fans going absolutely wild as he charges across at Ebdon and drives a knee straight in to Ebdon’s face, then charges at Jaxx and delivers a running boot to Jaxx’s face, then charges at Aries and leaves his feet, connecting with a dropkick straight in to the face of Aries. The fans go absolutely wild as Jason stands in the middle of the ring, a downed Pantheon member in almost every corner, before grabbing Jaxx and throwing him out over the top rope. Aries rolls from the ring on his own and Jason grabs Ebdon, whipping him across the ring and charging in after him, nailing him with another clothesline in the corner before pulling him out and grabbing him in a front facelock...
David Wright: YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS!!
Reggie Stallworth: Good god almighty Steve Jason is on FIRE right now!
David Wright: He’s been watching his protégé taking an absolute BEATING in the corner and he’s ready to deliver the same to the Pantheon!
The fans are going absolutely wild as Jason lifts Ebdon up and drops him in a vertical suplex, spinning his hips and pulling Ebdon back up while holding on to the move. The fans are going wild as Jason lifts Ebdon up again, again dropping him with the vertical suplex before spinning his hips and holding on to the hold, pulling Ebdon back up for a second time and lifting him up, stalling for a second before driving Ebdon down hard to the mat with the third in the series as the fans begin to chant Jason’s name repeatedly. He gets fired up off the chanting as Jaxx climbs the ropes. Suddenly Steve bursts into a run and charges right up the turnbuckle after Jaxx, striking at the stunned Jaxx's face with a glancing blow to the face before stepping in close to him. For a moment it looks like Steve might be moving to hit the S3... but at the last second he catches Jaxx around the waist and suddenly lunges straight over the top rope, bringing Jaxx down in what can only be described as a spinebuster off the top rope straight to the outside. Jaxx hits the ground back-first hard and thrashes around on his back, while Steve himself seems to have taken some impact from delivering the move, although Jaxx has taken the majority of his fall. Steve rolls and gets his feet under him slowly, then rises and eyes his downed opponent with nothing short of disdain as the fans are going absolutely insane.
David Wright: STEVE JASON JUST TOOK OUT NICHOLAS JAXX!!!
Reggie Stallworth: I don’t believe this, this isn’t how it was meant to go at all...
Lucas Knight and Reuben Tialata try to get involved now but Jason levels Knight with one shot as Dark leaps from the apron and takes out the big Samoan as well to even more cheers from the fans. Both men encourage Ebdon’s enforcer Christopher Richter to get involved but Richter just stands there watching on silently as Dark climbs back up on to the apron and holds out his hand and Jason gets in, asking the fans if they want to see Dark in the match. Ebdon abruptly makes the tag to Aries before charging across the ring and spearing Dark straight off the apron, going through the ropes after him as both men land in a heap on the ground. Jason looks down to check that his friend is ok as Aries, now the legal man, levels Jason with a clothesline. Jason attempts to get back up but Aries knocks him down again with a spinning elbow shot to the face that just sees Jason collapse in a heap on in the corner. Aries seems to be growing in confidence as he grabs Jason by the arm, locking him up in a triangle armbar submission hold, wrapping both his legs around the throat of Jason as he does so for added pressure. Jason is just too far from the ropes and is reaching out desperately to try to break the hold...
Reggie Stallworth: THE TOUCH OF GREATNESS ON STEVE JASON!! WILL JASON TAP OUT?!
David Wright: Aries has Jason EXACTLY where he wants him but Jason just can’t make it to the ropes to break the hold and Aries is wrenching on that arm with everything he’s got, he could break the arm if Jason doesn’t tap out any second!
Jason is still desperately reaching out for the ropes but Nolan, who’s finally recovered, reaches over the ropes and tags himself in on Jason’s outstretched arm, quickly climbing the ropes and leaping over Jason, landing back first on Aries to break the hold with a modified Senton Splash. Jason holds his arm in pain as Nolan pulls Aries back to his feet, whipping him across the ring where Jaxx, who’s barely able to get up on the apron as it is, makes the blind tag that seemingly only the referee notices. Nolan drops the rebounding Aries with a leaping kick to the face before pulling him back up and lifting him up in a stalling suplex before dropping the move out in a neckbreaker...
David Wright: THE BX BREAK ON GIOVIANNI ARIES!!
Reggie Stallworth: Does Nolan realise that Aries isn’t legal?
Nolan goes for the pin but TC Payne quickly informs him that Aries isn’t the legal man. Confused Nolan asks who is, getting up and turning to receive a superkick to the face from Jaxx, who collapses holding his back in pain as that was apparently everything he had left in the tank...
Reggie Stallworth: J-KICK FROM THE LEGAL MAN AND NOW ALL SIX OF THESE MEN ARE DOWN!!
David Wright: Jason recovering from the Touch of Greatness, Aries recovering from the BX Break, Nolan recovering from the J-Kick and Jaxx recovering from that AMAZING top rope Spinebuster from Jason a little while back. Ebdon and Dark are both recovering on the outside as well...
As Wright pointed out on the outside Ebdon and Dark are both pulling themselves to their feet after Ebdon speared Dark through the ropes a moment ago. Ebdon’s back on his feet as Dark is using the guard rail to pull himself back up and Ebdon smashes Dark from behind, throwing him over the railing and in to the front row as the fans begin to clear out in that section giving the men some room. Dark staggers around, pushing himself back up again using some of the chairs the fans were sitting on as Ebdon charges the guard rail, leaping up on top of it before leaping off, executing a Shooting Star move and crashing in to the standing Julian Dark and sending both of them smashing in to the first four rows worth of chairs. The fans around them are going wild for the move as both men begin to brawl in the crowd, Dark apparently getting the better of the brawl despite the move he’s just taken and slamming Ebdon’s face down on one of the chairs. He attempts to pull Ebdon back up but Ebdon drops him face first on to one of the chairs in his favourite move, the drop toehold on to the chair, and Dark catches his jaw on the chair. He grabs the bottom half of his face as Ebdon pulls him back up, running with Dark’s head in his hands and slamming Dark in to one of the various security walls in the crowd, almost sending Dark all the way through the thin panelling that makes up the wall.
David Wright: Good god the battle between Ebdon and Dark has TOTALLY broken down. Please god don’t let it end the same way it did last week!
Reggie Stallworth: Don’t worry DW; they’re heading off in the opposite direction. Ebdon seems to be leading Dark toward the locker room area as he slams Dark through one of the doors and... I guess that makes this just a four-man tag now, huh?
David Wright: TC Payne doesn’t seem too bothered that two of the competitors have just brawled off to the back and... wait, where the hell is he going?
At ringside Ebdon’s enforcer, who’s just been standing there watching this whole time so far, grabs the PDW Prodigy Championship from ringside and now begins to make his way through the crowd in pursuit of Ebdon and Dark as the fans clear a way for him. Back in the ring and Alex Nolan and Nicholas Jaxx, the two legal men, are now pulling themselves back up again as Jason and Aries are both on the outside trying to recover. Nolan sees Jaxx prone in the corner and charges across, smashing in to Jaxx and causing the Bloodshed Champion to stagger from the corner for a moment before falling face first in the ring. Nolan points at the ropes much to the delight of the fans and begins to climb as Jaxx is still holding his back in pain after the spinebuster. Aries attempts to stop Nolan from climbing the ropes but Jason grabs Aries by the foot, tripping him and smashing his face on the apron. Aries and Jason begin to brawl on the outside now as Aries whips Jason back first in to the announce table and Nolan begins to stand on the ropes. TC Payne is distracted by Aries and Jason on the outside and doesn’t see Knight leap up and shake the top rope, causing Nolan to lose his balance and fall, crotching himself on the top rope...
Reggie Stallworth: OUCH!! That’s GOT to hurt...
David Wright: More damn outside interference for the Pantheon, how many people do they need to win this match?
Reggie Stallworth: Oh sure, you moan now but if Christian Nolan had run down here you’d be saying how smart Steve Jason is.
David Wright: I think you’re getting me confused with you again Reggie.
Nolan attempts to recover on the ropes, still trying to get back to a position where he can capitalise on Jaxx’s injured back as Aries and Jason continue to brawl on the outside, exchanging punches and kicks with one another. Jason gets the best of it this time, slamming Aries face first on to the ring steps which sends a rather nice thud around the arena that the fans seem to enjoy. Nolan gets back to his feet but Jaxx is back up as well now and leaps in one bound to the top rope, grabbing Nolan in a front facelock and to the disbelief of everybody in attendance actually picking him up in a vertical position while standing on the top turnbuckle, stepping backwards and falling down to his feet in the ring but dropping Nolan slightly in front of him, driving Nolan head first in to the top turnbuckle...
David Wright: OH MY GOD!!!
Reggie Stallworth: BBBBRRRRRAAAAAINNNNNBBBBBUUUUSSSSTTTTAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!
David Wright: Did you have to scream it that loud?
Reggie Stallworth: That’s what he calls it and that’s how you’re meant to call it!
David Wright: Jaxx actually named that move?
Reggie Stallworth: Well technically I think he stole it from somebody else, but he told me that’s how to call it!
Nolan’s completely out now having just been dropped square on his head on the turnbuckles and his body flops in to the ring. Jason attempts to get back in to the ring but Jaxx baseball slides under the bottom rope, dropkicking Jason back in to the announce table. Jason gets back up only to be levelled by Aries with a massive lariat on the outside. Seeing the opportunity Jaxx scoops up the half-dead body of Alex Nolan, who’s eyes are glazed over and who is probably suffering a major concussion after the series of moves to the head he’s taken over the course of the match, and sets him up for the Vertebreaker...
David Wright: THE JAXX EFFECT!!
Reggie Stallworth: Stick a fork in this one folks, it’s done!
...ONE!!
......TWO!!!
.........THREE!!!!
“Sinner” by Drowning Pool blasts across the PA system as Jaxx raises his arms successfully, calling for his championship belt which Knight throws in to the ring for him. He climbs the turnbuckles, raising the Bloodshed Championship up for the fans to see and screaming “THE SEXIEST MAN IN PDW STRIKES AGAIN BITCHES” to the fans.
Abigail Young: Ladies and gentlemen the winners of this match, GIOVIANNI ARIES, the PDW Prodigy Champion PETE EBDON and the PDW Bloodshed Champion NICHOLAS JAXX, collectively they are PLATINUM’S MOST WANTED: THE PANTHEON!!
Jason struggles back in to the ring as Jaxx rolls out the opposite side, taunting Jason and holding the Bloodshed title up for him to see. Aries however is apparently not done with Jason just let and attacks him from behind, delivering boots to the former number one contender to the Platinum Championship repeatedly but Jason fights him off. Suddenly, Steve's sent staggering with a shot from behind by Jaxx. Steve is off balance for a moment, but turns around and hits a straight punch straight back at Jaxx's face as the two begin to exchange blows left and right. Steve uses his size to the advantage and hits a couple of heavier shots, getting the better of the exchange, but then suddenly Reuben Tialata, Jaxx's enforcer, runs in to intervene, dropping Steve spinning with a clothesline. The crowd are hating this now, booing heavily as Jaxx seems to consider something, then with a sick look on his face produces the half-mace, half-baseball bat known as the FTW. Reuben lifts the dazed Steve now and holds him so he can't struggle away as Jaxx readies the FTW for a shot to Steve's head...
David Wright: OH FOR GODS SAKE HAVEN’T THEY DONE ENOUGH?
Reggie Stallworth: Jaxx and Jason HATE each other; it’ll never be “enough” between these two. And Jason DID throw Jaxx off the stage a few weeks back...
But suddenly Raziel runs out of the entrance curtain and straight down the ramp from the back as fast as he can, practically throwing himself under the ropes. Before Jaxx can even work out what's going on, Raziel leaps out of the blue and nearly decapitates him with the Lights Out superkick! Jaxx's head rocks back for a few moments, then his eyes glaze and he drops to the floor with a clatter. Tialata moves now to intercept Jones, but suddenly Citizen Truth jumps the security wall from the crowd and hits the ring with all possible speed. He spins Tialata around and rocks him with a couple of hard punches, dazing him and knocking him off-balance before sending him flying with the Long Arm Of The Law. With the way cleared, Raziel reaches down to help the stunned Steve, pulling him to his feet while cracking a grin and motioning at the two dazed, almost out-cold men. Citizen Truth looks around to check the ring for any opposition, then nods as if to indicate that it's clear. Steve shakes his head clear of the cobwebs, then looks down at Jaxx and the FTW lying flat on the ground before kneeling down and picking it up. Raziel and CT look at Steve in surprise, then he shrugs.
Steve Jason: What, you think I'm leaving him with this goddamned thing?
Both men nod as if to say 'fair enough', then they leave the ring and make their way up towards the back.
Reggie Stallworth: HEY!! That’s robbery, he can’t do that!
David Wright: He just did!! And does this mean what I think it means? Steve Jason, Raziel and Citizen Truth? And maybe even Julian Dark? SJ’s recruiting some troops behind him at long last; this may not be the last six man tag we see in the main event of Disclosure folks!
Reggie Stallworth: I’d hope not, that match had everything, including ROBBERY at the end. I can’t believe Jason would steal like that, isn’t he meant to be the good guy?
David Wright: Speaking of Julian Dark, do we have cameras in the back? Apparently Ebdon and Dark don’t know this thing is over, or don’t care, because they’re STILL fighting back there!
The scene switches to the back in the locker room area where we see a bloodied Pete Ebdon and a bloodied Julian Dark still exchanging blows, although it seems as though Dark is in control now. He slams Ebdon face first in to one of the various walls before hurling him in to a door, which to both of their surprises swings open and Ebdon falls through in to one of the various locker rooms which, based upon the various items scattered around, would appear to be the women’s locker room. Neither man seem to care however as Dark grabs Ebdon and attempts to drive him face first in to the lockers only to get attacked from behind by Christopher Richter. Richter grabs Dark and hurls him face first in to the lockers, leaving a nice dent behind in the metal. Richter hands Ebdon the Prodigy Championship as Dark struggles back to his feet and Ebdon charges at Dark, smashing Dark’s head in between the lockers and the championship belt.
David Wright: Oh god, that didn’t look good at all.
Reggie Stallworth: I don’t think he’s done yet either.
Ebdon drops the championship belt to the ground and takes the next gift that Richter has for him from the bag he’s now carrying, a roll of duct tape. Ebdon grabs one of the chairs that litter the locker room and slams it up against the lockers, unrolling some of the duct tape and placing piece after piece across the chair, taping it in position on the side of the lockers. Once he’s satisfied it’s in place he grabs another chair and slams it on the floor as though testing it. He looks down at Dark with a grin, wiping his bloodstained hair from his eyes.
Pete Ebdon: Pick him up.
Richter does as commanded; grabbing Dark and slamming him face first in to the chair that’s taped to the lockers, holding him for a second as Ebdon swings the second chair straight in to the back of Dark’s head. There’s a sickening crack of steel on bone on steel as Dark’s body falls limply back down to the ground again. Ebdon drops the chair, walking over to the bag that Richter brought with him and pulling out two pairs of handcuffs, a brown paper bag with something inside that he throws to Richter and a pair of brass knuckles that he slips on to his hand, rolling Dark over and getting in to a mount position before looking at the brass knuckles on his hand and down at the prone and barely conscious Dark.
Pete Ebdon: Can you hear me Julian? You still in there?
Dark grunts as he attempts to say something that doesn’t quite escape his throat and Ebdon punches him straight in the face with the brass knuckles causing the blood that’s already flowing from his head to get even worse. Ebdon gets off of him, pulling him to his feet before unleashing another straight right hand with the knuckles on to the gut, doubling Dark over and causing him to spit up blood. Ebdon doesn’t seem to care however, hitting Dark again in the gut before dropping him with one final sickening shot to the side of the head. Dark is completely out cold and the blood that’s flowing from his head begins to collect in to a puddle as Ebdon removes looks at the knuckles on his head, picking up the handcuffs and handing them to Richter as well now before turning the cameraman away from Dark and letting Richter do whatever it is he’s got to do. Ebdon’s out of breath and far from fully composed, blood still dripping from his head which he wipes away with a random pink shirt he picks up off of one of the chairs in the locker room before looking in to the camera.
Pete Ebdon: Steve Jason? You watching this? You care about this little fuck? He’s your buddy right, your good friend? You two have a mutual respect thing going or some bullshit like that so when he came back you were probably the happiest guy on the whole fucking roster. Tell me Steve, did you win tonight? Lose? It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter if Jaxx or Aries pinned you or if they pinned that stupid fuck Alex Nolan you know what does matter though? Parental Advisory. It’s in three weeks Jason live on pay per view when you and I go one on one. And at Parental Advisory I won’t be bringing an army to the ring with me, there won’t be any Nicholas Jaxx or Giovianni Aries there to take you out for me because at Parental Advisory I want the pleasure of doing it myself.
Ebdon begins to get more composed now, finally catching his breath as he looks at the brass knuckles on his hand.
Pete Ebdon: But I’ll tell you one thing that will happen Jason, there will be blood. There will be weapons because perhaps once upon a time you were all about the wrestling aspect of this game, perhaps once upon a time you cared more about beating an opponent clean than you did brawling and fighting but that’s all changed, hasn’t it? Bloodshed is second nature to you now just as it is to me so what do you say we throw the rule book out at Parental Advisory? No disqualifications, no count outs, falls count anywhere in the building? I want to beat you in amongst those fans that you love so very much, I want to take you amongst your people and expose you for the fraud that you are. And when I’m done and I’ve pinned your shoulders to the ground I don’t want it to end there. See Steve I have a vision and I call it the PLATINUM SURVIVAL match because Jason for you it WILL be about survival.
Ebdon grins, taking his Prodigy Championship and raising it in to the air.
Pete Ebdon: And when it’s done I’ll be standing tall just like always, raising the PLATINUM Championship above my head and officially standing tall as a TWENTY ONE TIME WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!
Ebdon looks over behind the camera and grins.
Pete Ebdon: There’s just one more rule to the Platinum Survival Match that I want to make clear. See I don’t want a war with you Jason but we both know that as much as we may both promise there won’t be interference that SOMEHOW one of us will find a way to make that interference happen, don’t we? And I have no problem admitting that it’ll probably be me who does so, so I’m going to limit myself. I’m going to handicap myself, if you like. I’m going to lay out another stipulation and that’s that we each choose ONE. We each choose just ONE person to be in our corner and to make sure that they STAY in our corner I suggest these...
Ebdon reaches down in to the bag and pulls out a handcuff attached to a long strap that he holds up to the camera.
Pete Ebdon: One man – or indeed woman – in our corner, strapped to the ring post with just a few feet to move either way. I already know who I’ll have in my corner Steve but tell me, who will you pick? Will it be one of your newest buddies, will it be the overhyped masked idiot that is “Citizen Truth”? Will it be the cagey old veteran Raziel? Will it be one of the Nolan Brothers? Maybe it’ll be Angelique Deveraux, maybe you’d want to have her out there at ringside to cheer you on and raise your hand in the event you actually win, huh? To inspire you to fight for love, truth and puppy dogs. Or maybe, just maybe the superhero of PDW will want his sidekick in his corner...
Ebdon spins the camera around to see Julian Dark, now dressed in a Robin outfit, handcuffed to the broken lockers and hanging by his arms, his head completely soaked in blood. Ebdon begins to laugh.
Pete Ebdon: Is that it Jason? Does PDW’s resident “Unkillable” superhero want “The Boy Wonder” here to watch his back? Choose one. Just one! I want your answer next week on Disclosure, if you haven’t found one by the time the show goes off the air you forfeit and I pick for you, and believe me you don’t want me picking for you because I know EXACTLY who I’ll put in your corner and no, it won’t be a member of the Pantheon before you think I’d be so very predictable, but I get the feeling you can already guess. Hell, maybe you’ll pick the same person, right? Next week you’ll find out my pick as well, although I’m sure you can already guess.
Ebdon walks over to Dark and lifts his head up to the camera, forcing a smile on his face before slamming his head back against the lockers and leaving another dent in them.
Pete Ebdon: Platinum Survival Match for the PDW Platinum Championship and the official title of top dog in Platinum Dynasty Wrestling. Pete Ebdon and Steve Jason one more time, live on pay per view. You think you can take me Jason? You REALLY think you can beat me? Good luck, you’ll need it. Welcome to my world...
Ebdon grabs the Prodigy Championship again and tosses it across his shoulder, shaking his head in disgust at the bloody mess that is Julian Dark.
Pete Ebdon: ...welcome to your future. You may claim you’re undeniable, you may think you’re unstoppable and you may believe you’re unkillable but at Parental Advisory I’m going to show the world that I AM UNBEATABLE when the lights are on bright. See you next week...
He laughs as he walks out of the locker room with Richter in tow leaving Dark hanging from the lockers, his blood dripping down the superhero sidekick outfit he’s wearing and collecting in a pool at his feet.