*The Pay Per View purchase information appears on your screen and a good few moments later, it fades to a black picture. A montage then fades in with some upbeat classical music in the background as a deep voice narrates*
“Reaching for the stars…reaching for the ultimate prize.”
*It starts with the PWA World Title being hung from the air, to symbolise the World Title Ladder Match which takes place later tonight. Flashes of Petr Stankowski and Angel Morales appear in-between the shot of the hanging title.*
“Two men, two champions must climb the proverbial ladder…to stand tall and call themselves ‘World Champion’.”
“I win, you lose….nuff said!”
“Yu Amerikan wuusie vil feeel da burrrrn!”
*Some action shots of Stankowski and Angel Morales appear of them interacting in the last few weeks. AHM executing the Heaven Sent, Stankowski displaying his awesome power and finally the two coming face-to-face in an intense situation*
“Who will be the Champion to stand tall?”
*As that footage comes to an end, Loz’s face flashes onto your screen as if he is interrupting the AHM-Stankowski montage*
“The Chosen One…a man who knows no boundaries…”
*Some heavy rock music appears, namely System of a Down’s ‘Chop Suey’ and we see Loz and PWA Commissioner Bolton Magnum raising hands. Matt Hunt then appears as the music goes all slow and quiet, showing his distant side that we saw for nearly two weeks. More shots of Loz and Bolton, co-inciding with Hunt being beaten to within an inch of his life – due to confrontations with Stankowski, Ben Brians and Loz*
“The Gifted One…. silenced into a corner of shame…”
*The footage continues to show Loz and Magnum basically running Hunt’s show, until the track heats up with Hunt hitting The Last Post on an unsuspecting Loz. Shots of Hunt going crazy on Loz then appear, followed by The Postman abusing Bolton Magnum while he was under his hostage*
“Hatred runs deep…so deep to where it blinds…”
“I’ve proved to you, that I’ll be more than you can ever handle!!”
“I’m back, camache…I’m back!”
*The footage quickens as does the footage that we’ve just seen, as well both men spilling blood and handing out beatings. The music is now at a blistering pace and after a good few seconds, it explodes into a fireball on your screen.
“And now, live from Orlando…PWA Fatal Freedom!”
*Moments later, the Fatal Freedom logo appears and fades off within seconds as the opening pyros and fireworks at the entranceway kick off the event. The Civic Center is packed to the rafters and every fan in the sold out arena is on their feet, erupting into a cheering frenzy. As the camera pans around the arena, there are many signs, which show the fans, support for their favourite wrestler. Ray Matthews and Mark Mandarin are sat at ringside and attempt to introduce the show, over the thunderous noise of the crowd*
Matthews: “Welcome to a boisterous Orlando, where we will see two champions go at it in a ladder match and two heated enemies settle the score in a 2/3 falls match!!”
Mandarin: “Also, just who is the new owner of the Professional Wrestling Alliance? Nobody knows!!”
Matthews: “Well, that was the shocking news that filtered out during the week. Jake Hanlon has sold his creation, the PWA – to an unknown bidder!!! Will tonight be the night in which we finally see just who has taken over from Hanlon!”
Mandarin: “There are a lot of names floating around, Bill – it seems that the guys on Internet have got a few names!!”
Matthews: “Rob Powell, Dave Crimson, Mat Mannion are just a few names that have been mentioned, but let me clarify that it’s purely speculation and also, that this is not a storyline of some sorts. We honestly do not know who now pays our wages, nor have we been given any indication as to when we will be told”
Mandarin: “Oh, I know…”
Matthews: “What? How could you possibly know?”
Mandarin: “I have my sources, Frank!”
Matthews: “It’s Ray, not Frank…”
Mandarin: “Whatever.”
Matthews: “Well, who’s the new owner?”
Mandarin: “Oh, I’m not obliged to disclose that information!”
Matthews: “Typical. Also tonight folks, we’ve got the four-man tournament conclusion to the TeleVision Title. We will have a new TV Champion crowned here tonight!!”
Mandarin: “James Lord and Ben Brians will lock up for the Xtreme Title in a Falls Count Anywhere encounter! Just who is Xtreme?!”
Matthews: “Plus, many more matches folks and…”
*At that moment, some music interrupts Matthews and as the camera cuts to entrance way – a smiling Bolton Magnum makes his way down the aisle, to a crescendo of booing*
Mandarin: “Hey, it’s the PWA Commissioner!”
Matthews: “Not really a good start to a PPV, leave the in-ring stuff to Showdown, for crying out loud!”
Mandarin: “Watch it Steve, show some respect…you’re as ignorant as these fans!”
*Magnum is inside the ring with a mic his hand and waits for the fans to quieten down with a wide smile on his face*
Matthews: “What the hell is he smiling at?”
Magnum: “Ladies and Gentlemen, nothing you can do or say to me is gonna break my good mood tonight!”
*That provokes the fans into a ‘asshole, asshole’ chanting frenzy as Magnum ignores the unflattering name-calling*
Matthews: “Oh yeah? Why is that?”
Mandarin: “Shush and he’ll tell you!”
Magnum: “I got some great news earlier this week. It appears that our fearful leader, the PWA owner Jake Hanlon has decided to throw in the towel!!”
*Magnum laughs out loud as the fans boo*
Matthews: “I wouldn’t exactly say that, he’s got some personal problems!”
Mandarin: “Shush!”
Magnum: “Yes sir, good ol’ Jake decided that enough was enough and hightailed it back to New York. Well, just before he left – he gave me an envelope. No, it wasn’t my termination papers. It was documentation legally stating that I would take temporary charge of the Professional Wrestling Alliance…”
*Booing breaks out from the fans, interrupting him*
Matthews: “What?”
Magnum: “People please. Legally stating that I would take charge of the PWA until the company was sold outright. Now, for all you simple folks out there…that simply means that I am the boss and it’s all mine!!!!”
Matthews: “Yeah, only until the real new owner shows up!”
Mandarin: “What difference does that make? Bolton Magnum is the PWA Chairman at this precise moment!”
Magnum: “…and as my first act, as chairman of the Professional Wrestling Alliance, I would like…”
*He pauses, scanning the crowd with a devious smirk*
Magnum: “Nah, I’ll leave that till later! For now though, may your concerns be rested, because I am the new owner of the PWA. Thank you very much and enjoy the show!”
*Magnum’s music starts up and he exits the ring to some deafening heat*
Matthews: “Enjoy the show, my butt! He’s not the new owner at all, that position he’s got is only temporary! And what exactly is he leaving till later?!?”
Mandarin: “Christ William, you sure know how to put a dampener on things, eh? The PWA has entered the Bolton Magnum Era!!”
PWA Television Tournament Semi Final
Tim Stapleton Vs Matthieu Palffy
Matthews: “Well the start of the Bolton Magnum Era is gonna have to wait as its time for the semi-final of the vacant PWA Television title, between the very talented Tim Stapleton and the newcomer Matthieu Palffy, should be a great tournament!”
Mandarin: “That’s right Zed, I cant wait to see this tournament finally get underway, after Scott Lee vacated the TV title a few weeks back on Showdown, the fantastic Bolton Magnum made it in to a tournament to decide the new PWA champion… Any ideas of who’ll win?”
Matthews: “Erm, I don’t know. We have two very good athletes here and it’ll be …”
Mandarin: “Shhh Zed, Matthieu Palffy is about to arrive!”
*The arena falls silent as its about time for the first match of the PWA title tournament, Matthieu Palffy’s music booms out in to the arena, and the crowd don’t respond to it that much, but some of the section of the crowd are booing the latest PWA newcomer, he rolls in to the ring and tests the ring ropes out to make sure that they are nice and secure. Then the music cuts off and is replaced by the music of Tim Stapleton, and the crowd erupt in to cheers, he stops at the top of the ramp and looks straight at Matthieu Palffy, he doesn’t even blink at Palffy he then runs down the ring and rolls underneath and the match is under way!*
Matthews: “Look at the confidence in Stapleton’s eyes. He wants this title bad, he wants to win it again and to be honest he is the favourite between these two guys!”
*The two now start to trade blows with Stapleton coming out on top as he backs him out in to the ropes, he then tosses Palffy to the opposite ropes he then hits a back body drop, he then makes the first cover 1…. But Palffy easily kicks out. Stapleton gets up and hits a couple of boots to the back, he picks him up by the head and attempts a Suplex but Palffy reverses the Suplex and when he lands knocks Stapleton down with a hard clothesline!*
Mandarin: “WOO what a clothesline, I think I saw Stapleton’s head roll out of the ring, what a start Jack!”
*Palffy picks up Stapleton and hits a couple of stiff rights and lefts to the head of Stapleton, and then tosses him in to the turnbuckle, once he comes back he hits another clothesline and then goes for a cover 1…2…. But Stapleton powers out. Palffy lifts up Stapleton once again and pulls him over to the turnbuckle, he then bounces Stapleton’s head off of the corner once, twice, and three times. He then turns him around and hits some hard rights and lefts across the face, but then Stapleton reverses it and hits some rights and lefts of his own, he then uses some chops straight across the chest and the crowd join in with making some noises such as ‘ohhhh’ and ‘ahhh’. He then uses his feet and starts stomping away in the stomach of Palffy, before he then falls to the floor. Stapleton backs off of Palffy and walks to the opposite corner, then he runs straight at Palffy knee first but Palffy rolls out of the ring and Stapleton’s knee cracks straight on to the turnbuckle!!*
Mandarin: “HAHA what an idiot, he completely missed him Tom. Now he’s going to be at a massive disadvantage in this match, Palffy is surely going to win this match sooner rather then later!”
Matthews: I have to agree with you there, Mark, he is going to be at a disadvantage, oh and by the way, if I manage to get your name right, just try and get mine right .. OK!?
*Palffy walks around ringside, where Stapleton’s knee is dangling out of the ring, he then grabs his leg and pulls it to the ring post, he then looks around the arena and smiles a little he grabs Stapleton’s other leg and pulls them straight and Stapleton goes mid-section first in to the ring post! Stapleton screams out in agony as Palffy grabs Stapleton’s right knee and then wraps it around the ring post with force and Stapleton for the second time in quick succession screams out in agony – Again! Palffy rolls in to the ring as Stapleton is holding his right knee in pain, he then lifts up Stapleton smiles at him, charges against the ropes and hits a drop kick on the knee cap of Tim Stapleton! He then goes for the cover 1….2… but Palffy lifts Stapleton’s head off of the mat and the count is disrupted.*
Matthews: Well just a quick reminder folks as Stapleton is down of what matches we’ve got ahead of us – We’ve got the PWA world title match between AHM – Angel Heaven Morales, who takes on Petr Stankowski and its in a ladder match, then also we have a match that I am so looking forward to. Matt ‘The Postman’ Hunt, taking on ‘The Chosen One’ LoZ and it’s a 2 out of 3 falls match with stipulations for each fall. My god Fatal Freedom is going to be great!
Mandarin: “It’s started out a great night, Bolton Magnum is the new PWA owner!!”
Matthews: “Sheesh, he’s only the temporary owner for Pete’s sake!”
*Palffy then picks up Stapleton, but this time by the knee, and the leg. He then locks Stapleton in a figure four lock, and Stapleton is going nowhere as he’s stuck in the middle of the ring. He’s desperately trying to get to the ropes, but he cant – he’s stuck and really can’t go anywhere.*
Mandarin: “This Palffy is real smart Jack. Not only has he found the weakness in Stapleton, he made the weakness, he moved out of the way and Stapleton went straight in to the ring post, what class stuff from Palffy, and now he’s making it about ten times worse by putting these submission moves on to it!”
*The referee is now checking on whether Stapleton wants to quit the match but Stapleton just ignores him and keeps trying to pull himself towards the ring ropes but is finding it so difficult, until finally Palffy lets go of the hold, which could be a huge mistake as the match goes on. Palffy lets Stapleton get towards his feet, Palffy then looks around the arena yet again. He then picks up Stapleton puts his thumb across his throat as if to signal the finish of the match and then hits the power play!! He goes for the cover 1…..2…….3!*
*Palffy raises his arm in victory, and then begins to hit some hard boots to the back of Stapleton and starts to tear him apart, but then Dandude comes running down to the ring as the crowd cheer as he runs towards the ring, as he rolls underneath the ropes Palffy rolls out of the opposite side and then backs up the ramp. Dandude helps Stapleton to his feet to the joy of the crowd!*
Matthews: “That was one hell of a match. Palffy has to be pleased with that victory, he’s one match away from becoming the new TV Champion!!”
Mandarin: “The better man won, Steve…Stapleton was not on top of his game and has missed a great opportunity to become a shining star in the PWA!”
Matthews: “Speaking of opportunities...tonight Matt Hunt has the opportunity to finally avenge the loss he sustained at the hands of LoZ at PWA Unleashed a month ago”
Mandarin: “He has the opportunity but I'll go on record as stating the winner of the 2 out of 3 falls match to be LoZ. When 'The Chosen One' arrived earlier tonight he definitely looked ready.”
*The scene then cuts to footage recorded earlier tonight as LoZ enters the building. LoZ in a black LoZ vest with black tracksuit bottoms and white Nike trainers can be seen walking through the entrance door to the arena. Momentarily stopping dead and looking around the surroundings, LoZ with his wrestling gear in a black bag hanging over his left shoulder proceeds into the building as the scene fades out and we again hear the voice of Ray Matthews.*
Matthews: “Well that footage was recorded earlier tonight as LoZ arrived in the arena but just by looking at his eyes you can tell something inside LoZ has snapped, and snapped big time”
Mandarin: “Again that is true. Ever since Matt Hunt revealed to the world that his coma like state was all one big mind game, LoZ has completely lost all sense of reason and feeling”
*As Mandarin’s voice trails off we cut to the a live shot of the backstage area where we see standing by a basic brown wooden table pouring himself a cup of coffee is 'The Chosen One' LoZ. The arena is instantly transformed into a sea of boo's as LoZ is shown adding a significant amount of milk to his coffee. Amidst the chorus of boo's and asshole chants we again hear the voices of Matthews and Mandarin.*
Mandarin: “Well there's the so-called deranged one. Tell me Chad, looking at LoZ now does he look like he needs help?”
Matthews: “Well not right now he doesn't, you we all know that man has a really short fuse which could go off at any second”
*As Matthews' voice trails off we return to the shot of LoZ backstage. We can see that LoZ seems to be in a calm state as he drinks his coffee. Still in the clothing that he arrived in the arena in, 'The Chosen One continues to drink his coffee until he finishes the cup off. Casually placing the cup back on the table, 'The Chosen One' slowly walks out of shot as we fade back to the commentary position and Ray Matthews and Mark Mandarin*
Matthews: “I tell you what, LoZ looks awfully calm to say that he is facing Matt Hunt in a 2 out of 3 falls match later tonight”
Mandarin: “That he does. But I tell you what when Max Dickens interviews 'The Chosen One' later tonight I bet as soon as Dickens utters the words Matt or Hunt, we'll see a different LoZ”
Matthews: “That maybe true but coming up next we have the second of the TeleVision Title Tournament matches – Scott Sanders vs The Beast And it promises to be a great match!!”
*The camera is on a PWA representative and a scrawny looking man who looks homeless. They seem to be arguing over something. The rep points to the ring and the scrawny guy slowly strolls towards the ring, looking really scared and looking at his feet, he looks really scared of the crowd.
Matthews: “What is this?”
Mandarin: “Erm…beats me!”
Matthews: “Apologies fans, but I was under the impression that the Scott Sanders/Beast TV Title Tournament match was next on the schedule!”
Mandarin: “Proves how much you know, Pablo!”
*He walks down the ramp, is handed a microphone by the ring announcer, walks up the ring steps and climbs under the top rope into the ring. He stands in the ring, holds the microphone to his mouth and is about to speak… then puts the microphone down. Some of the crowd starts to boo, others shout for him to get on with it. The scrawny man holds the microphone up again, he looks up the ramp to where the rep is and the rep stares back with an angry look. So the scrawny man gets on with the speech*
Scrawny man: “Um...”
*The man stops, he is extremely nervous and is sweating profusely*
Scrawny man: “Ahm...”
Mandarin: “C’mon boy, spit it out!!!”
Matthews: “It seems that this young man is very nervous at this experience, you have to feel for them in this situation!”
*The crowd start to boo the man again*
Scrawny man: “Mmmm… My nnname is… Dave. DDddave Hurrrst.”
Mandarin: “Dave Hurst? Never heard of him!!”
*Dave Hurst is extremely frightened and the crowd is unforgiving, they are booing Dave Hurst. Dave Hurst looks dejected*
Dave Hurst: “IIIIiii… I can't do it! I can't be in PWA…”
Matthews: “Oh lord…someone help this poor soul!”
*The crowd boo Dave Hurst because he doesn't think PWA is good enough for him as small chants of ‘asshole, asshole’ start up*
*Dave drops the microphone and is about to leave when suddenly the green, white and red Mexican flag appears on the large video screen…*
Matthews: “Now what?!”
Mandarin: “Hey!! It’s Bruce Brubaker!!”
*Brubaker slowly strolls down the ramp with a smug grin on his face. He climbs into the ring and faces Dave Hurst. He picks up the microphone and stares at Dave*
Brubaker: “So, you’re not good enough for PWA huh? You thought you’d just come down to the ring and tell the world how pathetic you are and how you aren’t going to join PWA?”
Mandarin: “Yeah, you tell him!!”
Matthews: “This is harsh from Brubaker…”
*Dave nods his head in agreement partly because he doesn’t want to get his ass kicked.*
Brubaker: “You see, I know that ain’t true. I know, you aren’t joining this fed, because you think you’re better than us. You think that you’re too good for PWA”
*Brubaker walks up to Dave and gives him a sharp push. Dave flops to the ground. *
Matthews: “Good god!! That was totally uncalled for!”
Brubaker: “What’s wrong? Haha. You too little to fight back against Bruce Brubaker?”
*Dave nods in agreement once again. He has cold tears streaming down his face; he is petrified of Brubaker.*
Mandarin: “This guy is pathetic!! I’ve never ever seen a professional wrestler cry in all my life!!”
Brubaker: “Well how about I teach you a lesson punk!”
*Brubaker stomps on Dave while he’s down. He keeps stomping on him. Dave rolls out of the ring, holding his ribs. Brubaker gets out of the ring as Dave gets to his feet and lays a massive boot on Dave’s cranium. Dave holds his face, he is begging for forgiveness. Brubaker helps him to his feet, scoops Dave up and then executes a thunderous running powerslam! Dave is down and isn’t moving. Brubaker celebrates to the crowd and then walks away with the same smug grin on his face.*
Matthews: “Well, I hope that Bruce Brubaker is damn sure proud of himself!! He had no business coming out here and…”
Mandarin (interutping): “Hold it Pete, you did say that someone should come out and help him!”
Matthews: “Yeah, but I didn’t mean…”
Mandarin (interutping): “The fact is that this Dave Hurst needed a good slapping…and Bruce Brubaker was there to HELP him! I mean, who the hell cries in professional wrestling for Christ’s sake!!”
*The shot then cuts to a break, advertising some merchandise available from the PWA*
PWA TeleVision Title Tournament Semi Final
Scott Sanders Vs The Beast
“Matthews: “Earlier tonight we saw that Mathieu Palffy beat Tim Stapleton in a hell of a contest, in which Palffy could have destroyed the knee of Stapleton. Here’s what happened…”
Earlier Tonight
*The referee is now checking on whether Stapleton wants to quit the match but Stapleton just ignores him and keeps trying to pull himself towards the ring ropes but is finding it so difficult, until finally Palffy lets go of the hold, which could be a huge mistake as the match goes on. Palffy lets Stapleton get towards his feet, Palffy then looks around the arena yet again. He then picks up Stapleton puts his thumb across his throat as id to signal the finish of the match and then hits the power play!! He goes for the cover 1…..2…….3!
*Palffy raises his arm in victory, and then begins to hit some hard boots to the back of Stapleton and starts to tear him apart, but then Dandude comes running down to the ring as the crowd cheer as he runs towards the ring, as he rolls underneath the ropes Palffy rolls out of the opposite side and then backs up the ramp. Dandude helps Stapleton to his feet to the joy of the crowd!*
Back In The Arena
Matthews: “But luckily Dandude came down for the save and I’ve just heard this minute that Tim Stapleton is fine and dandy, he’s walking around backstage area without any trouble or support, and I guess it was helped by Dandude.”
Mandarin: “Damn Bob, I thought Palffy would have destroyed Stapleton’s knee and what business did Dandude have coming down to the ring huh?”
Matthews: “Well Mark, I guess he was helping a friend out, that’s what friends usually do.. and no doubt you’d do the same for me as well – wouldn’t you?”
Mandarin: “Erm…. No”
*The arena falls silent once again on this already fantastic PPV, by far one of the best in PWA history. The silence soon turns to cheers as the crowd hear the music of Scott Sanders. He looks around the arena and smiles at the ovation in which he receives from the Orlando fans. He walks down to the ring, circles it a few times and then climbs in. The referee talks to him for a moment, and then Sanders nods. Then the cheers turn to boos (well some) as the Beast walks down to the ring. He walks up the ring steps and climbs in between the ropes, then the referee talks to him as well. Then from out of nowhere The Beast charges at Sanders and hits a forearm straight across the back of the head, as Sanders was waving to some of his fans*
Matthews: “Well a little bit of a cheap shot there from the Beast….”
Mandarin: “Well Tom, I wouldn’t call it a cheap shot just some masterful thinking from The Beast.”
*The Beast begins with some big huge boots to the back of Scott Sanders, then picks him up by the head, and tosses him in to the ropes and when he comes back, falls to the floor and locks in an Boston Crab submission. He pulls the leg back so far you can hear Sanders screaming in agony, but soon after that he manages to reach the ropes. They both get up almost simultaneously but The Beast has gotten up sooner, they both face each other, and the Beast offers Sanders a hand in getting up, Sanders waits a minute, looks around the arena as the crowd are booing The Beast but Sanders takes the hand!*
Matthews: “What’s this?..”
*Scott Sanders gets to his feet and the two start shaking hands until Sanders gets The Beast arm twists it behind his back and then hits a spinning heel kick and the beast falls to the ground to the delight of the fans. He then scuttles over the beast and goes for the cover 1…2.. but the beast manages to kick out. They both get up again at the same time but this time Sanders gets the advantage with a drop kick straight in to the face of the Beast, he then charges against the ropes and then hits an elbow drop straight across the throat of the beast. Sanders now has complete control over the match. Sanders picks up the beast and then hits a quick snap suplex he looks as if he wants to go for the cover but he decides to go up top on to the turnbuckle, he gains his balance, but looses it again slowly. As he tries to steady himself at the top it gives the beast time to get back to his feet, he dives against the ropes and Sanders falls straight on to the turnbuckle and is dangling there in pain!*
Mandarin: “Ha. Look at the little boy holding his crown jewels, it looks as if he’s going to cry (laughter)”
Matthews: “Well, you’d be doing the same if it happened to you. How about I demonstrate?”
Mandarin: “I’d like to see you try Don, but it seems as if you’ve got a little bit of a beer belly to me matey, not working it off in the bedroom? (Laughter again)”
Matthews: “Oh for the love of Pete…”
*The Beast gets to his feet and starts to climb the same turnbuckle as what Sanders is dangling on – He puts one of his arms of the his head and then hits a superplex off of the turnbuckle, both men are down and the referee begins his ten count. As he gets to 7 the beast raises his arm and places it on the chest of Sanders the referee falls to the floor and starts to count 1….2…*
Matthews: “Oh my, how the hell did he manage to kick out?! At the last possible moment he kicked out, what a wrestler this guy is!”
Mandarin: “Lucky escape if you ask me…”
*The beast gets to his feet first again and tosses Sanders in to the ropes, but Sanders reverses it, when he comes back off of the ropes he hits a low blow on the beast and then hits swinging DDT. He then charges against the ropes and hits a knee drop in the ribs of the Beast, then he tosses him in to the corner with real power, he then goes behind the Beast and then hits an ‘over the edge’. He goes for the cover 1…..2……3!!!*
Matthews: “A pretty quick match there from these two superstars, but Scott Sanders seamed to power his way in to the final of the television tournament!”
Mandarin: “Like I said he would Joe”
Matthews: “uhh?”
*The camera then cuts to a locker room*
Matthews: “Backstage area here in Orlando…”
*The camera pans around to Dave Hurst, he has his head over a sink and is pushing water over his face.
Mandarin: “Heh, it’s that cry baby…wossisname…”
Matthews: “Dave Hurst”
*He looks up at the mirror and then appears to be talking to himself. The camera moves in closer so you can hear.*
Dave Hurst: “I'm sorry EDH! I just couldn't do it! All the fans were booing me and stuff, why didn't you go out there?”
Mandarin: “Is he talking to himself, Alan?”
Matthews: “Erm, it would appear so…”
*Dave Hurst's facial expression completely changes, it was dejected and sorrow and sad, with a few tear drops running down his face, but now it has changed to angry, determined, frustrated and down-right nasty and devious. He speaks again, but his voice is a few tones deeper, almost like he is a completely different person…*
Dave (deeper voice): “I ask ya Dave! I ask ya to do one simple thing! That's to go out there in front of everybody, make an entrance to the PWA for me, make me look good and ya can't even do that right can ya!”
Dave (higher voice): “I'm sorry EDH! I was just so scared of everybody!”
Matthews: “This is surreal!”
Dave (deeper): “You are such a wuss Dave! Ya can't even go out and impress the PWA for me! Ya make me look a complete wuss in front of everyone! Why can't ya just act 'ard for once in ya life?”
Mandarin: “Cuckoo, cuckoo!!!”
*Dave Hurst's facial impression changes back once again, as it has done many times now in this conversation he is having with himself, now he starts to weep once again.*
Dave (higher): “I'm so sorry EDH! It's just the crowd was booing and everybody was mad at me and then a wrestler came out…”
Dave (deeper): “A wrestler came out?”
Dave (higher): “Yeah, a wrestler came out. And he beat me up and then did the running power bomb and it really hurt.”
Dave (deeper and in a stern voice): “Has someone bin pickin' on ya Dave?”
Dave (higher and sobbing): “Yes. And that’s why we have this bruise…”
*Dave Hurst holds his bruise up to the mirror.*
Dave (deeper): “That’s nothin’ Dave! Right! That’s it! I’m gonna kick that Mexican Punk’s ass!”
*Dave storms out of the locker room door. Camera fades to the ringside position of Matthews and Mandarin*
Matthews: “Er…Dave Hurst there…um…having a conversation with…himself!”
Mandarin: “Talk about schizophrenia!!”
Matthews: “Well Mark, it seems that that young man has got some problems and…”
Mandarin: “You kidding me? We’ve got a wacko lose in the PWA…and it’s only his first day!!!”
PWA Xtreme Title Match
James Lord vs Ben Brians
Matthews: “Ladies and Gentlemen, coming up is the Xtreme Title Match!”
Mandarin: “Ooh, I love these Xtreme Title matches…anything goes, Zack…anything goes!”
*James Lord music hits and the crowd boo as James Lord in ring attire and the PWA Xtreme Title wrapped around his waist. He looks around at the crowd and walks down the ramp, he rolls under the bottom rope and climbs to the nearest turnbuckle. James Lord gets down from the turnbuckle and unwraps his title from around his waist, he gives it to the ref and he gives it to the ringside crew.*
Matthews: “A confident looking James Lord there!”
Mandarin: “Well, wouldn’t you be confident if you were the Xtreme Champion?”
*3en 3rians music hits and the crowd cheer for 3rians as he walks down the ramp, he has a smile on his face as he looks around at the crowd, Lord steps out of the ring and 3rians gets into the ring, he gets on the nearest turnbuckle posing.3rians gets down and faces Lord he tells him to bring it, Lord smiles and rolls into the ring, Lord gets in and 3rians push’s him, Lord push’s him back, and Lord talks trash to 3rians, 3rians then gives Lord a slap, Lord looks at 3rians and gets out of the ring and faces 3rians as he walks up the stage, 3rians gets out and gets a steel chair, he gets back in the ring and unfolds it in the middle of the ring, he sits on it and watches Lord.*
Matthews: “Confidence, now turned into arrogance…”
Mandarin: “What? He’s just taking a quick break…he deserves it!”
*Dandude then comes out, he hits Lord from behind, Lord falls to the floor then Dandude grabs him and drags him down the ramp, he picks him up at the side of the ring and gives him a few lefts and rights he then roles him into the ring, 3rians gets out of the ring and heads for the ramp, and Dandude starts beating down on James Lord. 3en 3rians walks up the ramp and watches as he gets to the top.*
Matthews: “What the hell is Dandude doing out here?”
Mandarin: “Dunno, the Xtreme Title is 24/7 – but typical Dandude, getting in when James has had a brutal match!”
*Dandude starts giving boots to Lord. Dandude picks Lord up and gives him some more left and rights, Lord fights back but Dandude rakes his eyes and kicks him in the mid section and goes for a power bomb, as Lord is in the air he reverses it and lands on his feet on the mat. Lord looks shocked but Dandude immediately clothesline Lord down.*
Matthews: “I’m sure this match was supposed to be 3rians vs Lord…where the hell is ‘The Innovator’?”
Mandarin: “Don’t ask me, Zed…damned if I know!”
*3rians runs down the stage and rolls into the ring. Dandude is giving Lord multiple elbow drops. He grabs the chair from the middle of the ring and folds it up. 3rians taps Dandude on the shoulder and then points to Lord. 3rians goes over to Lord and picks him up.*
Mandarin: “Well, at least 3rians has the courtesy to reappear…but now I’m confused!!”
Matthews: “Looks like some kind of a alliance between Dandude and 3rians…”
*3rians lets go of Lord, Dandude looks shocked and drops the steel chair behind him, he has a word with 3rians, but 3rians smiles and shakes his head, Lord crawls behind Dandude and picks up the steel chair, as 3rians is distracting him Lord hits the chair over the back of Dandude, Dandude shouts out and in pain but doesn’t fall to the floor, Lord hits him again and this time Dandude falls to the floor. 3rians then grabs the chair off of Lord and raises it in the air*
Matthews: “What in the hell is going on here? Lord and 3rians on the same page?”
Mandarin: “Certainly seems that way and I wouldn’t fault 3rians for choosing that option!”
*3rians then slams the chair over Dandude’s back, Dandude rolls around the ring in pain. 3rians the slams the steel chair down and rips his ring attire top and it says ‘’(\)u Blood’’ on it. Lord then rips his ‘’Will You Survive…’’ Top and it also says ‘’(\)u Blood’’ on it*
Matthews: “What on earth is N…N….”
Mandarin: “Nu-Blood you moron! Seems we got ourselves a birth of a stable here!”
*3rians kicks the steel chair out of the ring and Dandude is lying in the middle of the ring. 3rians slips out of the ring and grabs a new steel chair, he rolls back in, and points to Dandude and looks at James Lord. Lord picks Dandude up, kicks him in the mid section and connects with a ‘’Hot Commodity’’. 3rians then rolls Dandude onto his back and places the steel chair on Dandude’s mid section, he takes it off as soon as he looks towards the crowd, 3rians and Lord look around as the crowd cheer loud as ever. 3rians calls Lord over and points to the crowd.*
Matthews: “Hey who’s that running towards the ring?”
Mandarin: “Who ever it is….if they are going to try and help Dandude they won’t succeed!.”
Matthews: “IT’S THE BEAST!…THE BEAST HAS COME TO HELP DANDUDE.”
Mandarin: “Typical!”
*The Beast rolls into the ring, Lord and 3rians back off to the other end of the ring. The Beast looks at Dandude and picks him up over his shoulder*
Matthews: “NOOOO!….WHATS BEAST DOING?”
Mandarin: “Beating Chickens…what the heck do you think?”
Matthews: “Has The Beast joined this Nu-Blood group?”
Mandarin: “Wow, what a three-some – 3rians, Lord and now The Beast!!”
*The Beast then spins him around and connects with a face buster. The Beast then sits on Dandude and starts hitting him in the face*
Matthews: “Good god, Dandude has been beaten to within an inch of his life! And he’s been busted open!”
Mandarin: “Well, that’s ‘Nu Blood’ for ya!”
Matthews: Well, The Beast have made some damage and I doubt that Dandude will ever be the same again!”
Mandarin: “Heh, what a beating by Nu-Blood, Pete. Maybe this is a sign of things to come!”
*The Beast rolls into the ring and places Lord’s Xtreme Title on his shoulder. Lord puts the mic to his mouth and the crowd are throwing there food into the ring and booing louder than ever. *
James: “Hey can you shut the hell up?….you jacked up geeks always complain….you are always whining….now I have give you something to whine about….your precious little Dandude.”
Matthews: “Dandude is unconscious…I wish someone would come out and help him.”
James: Dandude you dirty little smack head…when will you learn?…huh huh?…you just jumped me you evil b@$tard….you got me from behind….you cheap shotted me….did I do anything to you?…all I did was call you your real meaning….a Smacked up alchy…you don’t belong in PWA…PWA have healthy players like me,3rians and The Beast…we don’t need people that pop a few E’s and smoke joints and over dose yourself with pain killers…I can understand after the Pay-Per-View that you will need a lot of Pain Killers…because when we finished with you….you will feel like how you feel after you inject yourself with that cheap nasty gear….you will feel like you want to die!. Oh and don’t worry Dandude….if you want to mess around with me again….i am sure that Mr 3rians and The Beast here will help me out. Now lets kick his sorry ass.
*The Beast rolls out of the ring and drags a table from under the ring.*
Matthews: “Oh my! I must apologise for James Lord’s content and use of language folks…I admit we had no idea about any of this!”
Mandarin: “You admit? You admit? Good job my kids ain’t watching this show, Wilbur!”
*The Beast sets the table up, James Lord picks Dandude up, and kicks him in the mid section and then puts him in the air and slams him through the table with a power bomb. The Beast then drags Dandude from the table and leaves him lying next to 3rians,The Beast and James Lord.
Matthews: “Good Lord, haven’t they done enough?”
*3rians grabs the microphone.*
3rians: “What are you are seeing now people, is a new revolution…a new power to contend with…the Nu-Blood. Get in our way and you’ll regret it! Nu-Blood 4 Life!”
*3rians slams the mic down leaving a thud through the arena. Lord rolls out of the ring and goes to the announce table, Mandarin then looks under the announce table and hands Lord some black spray paint.*
Matthews: “What are the hell are you doing?”
Mandarin: “James asked me to him a favour…so I did!”
Matthews: “Favour, my butt. This is a great big rip off of the new Wo…”
Mandarin (interrupting): “Woah, woah Jimmy – don’t even go there!!”
*James kneels down next to Dandude and sprays a “inky’’ sign on his back. Lord then gets up and he calls for the referee to get back in the ring, the ref then straps the Xtreme title around James Lord’s waist. Immediately 3rians grabs the referee and knees him in the stomach and then hooks him and connects with ‘’The Innovation’’. All three men stand next to each other and they raises their arms. James Lord’s music re-hits and the crowd throw their food at them and boo louder than ever. All three men exit the ring and walk up the ramp. Lord looks very laid back with a devilish smile on his face, 3rians is laughing and The Beast is bright red with anger. They get to the top of the ramp and face the crowd. They then raises there arms again. And the PMT’s rush pass them with a stretcher and a medical kit and all three men go backstage.*
Mandarin: “Wow, what a great event so far!”
Matthews: “What a mess, this Nu-Metal may be going way over their heads if you ask me!”.
Mandarin: “Hang on a minute…what’s this?”
*As Nu-Blood disappear through the curtain and the PMT’s come down to assist Dandude, some footage comes over the large video screen. We see Dave Hurst storming through his locker room door, pushing the two guards near the door out of the way and heading towards the main ring area*
Matthews: “It’s Dave Hurst…he’s coming back out?”
Mandarin: “No, no Arthur…it’s not ‘Dave’…it’s ‘Dave’ and he’s not ‘coming back out’…eh, eh?”
Matthews: “What the hell are you on about? And why are you winking and nudging me?”
*The camera cuts to the main ring area. The fans are now very excited as the lights dim… For a moment there is silence… “Halo” by Soil blasts across the arena and EDH's video begins to play on the videoscreen. Blue and red lasers flash and smoke comes up from under the ramp and is lit purple by the lasers. Dave Hurst storms out from behind the curtain and heads down the ramp, he grabs a microphone from the ring announcer and slides under the bottom rope into the ring. He stands in the middle of the ring and is about to speak; he has an extremely determined look on his face.*
Matthews: “He doesn’t look happy, Mark…”
Mandarin: “Well, would you if you were a wacko?!”
Dave: “Okay ya might think that I'm a f*ckin' wuss, ya might think that I could ‘ave my arse kicked by that p*ssy that came out earlier, ya might think that the f*cker's gunna get away with it, BUT I DON'T GIVE A FLYING F*CK WHAT YA THINK!”
Matthews: “Oh my…once again, we apologise for the use of language tonight, folks.”
Mandarin: “You’re full of apologies tonight, eh Jackson?”
Dave: “I'm EDH! And I didn't come all the way to the PWA for some cheeky little f*cker to pick on my mate Dave and get away with it, so listen up!”
Mandarin: “EDH?”
Matthews: “I’m presuming that the ‘DH’ are his initials – but I’ll be damned if I know what the ‘E’ is for…”
Mandarin: “Well, you apologised earlier because James Lord spoke about drugs – so go figure…”
Dave: “So why don’t ya just come out 'ere right now and I'll drag ya in the ring, KICK SEVEN SHADES OF SH*T OUT OF YA! Then I'll slap on the chickenwing and wait for ya to tap, SHALL I?!”
*The camera cuts to Bruce Brubaker. He is backstage and staring at the television screen.*
Brubaker: “What is it with this freak? I’ve already beaten his ass once tonight, I’m not going out there again!”
*The camera cuts back to Dave Hurst, he is facing the videoscreen waiting for Brubaker.*
Dave: “ I tell ya what, I’ll count to 5! One…”
*Dave starts to pace back and forth in the ring.*
Dave: “Two… Come on!”
Mandarin: “C’mon Bruce, just come out and shut this guy up!”
Dave: “Three… What’s wrong with ya!”
Matthews: “Judging from that footage of Brubaker, he’s not in the slightest bit concerned!”
Dave: “Four… Ya gunna come out or what?”
Mandarin: “Ehhhhhhh, I don’t think so!”
Dave: “Five! Well, ya may ‘ave the guts to step out ‘ere when poor defenceless Dave is out ‘ere, but you ‘ave a different problem when it’s me, don’t ya? My words to you matey are this! Lay another ‘and on my mate Dave again and I’ll do somethin’ that not only I will regret, but you will regret. You will regret ya came out ‘ere tonight and attacked Dave, ya will regret ya crossed paths with me again and ya will regret YA DIDN’T RUN A MILE A F*CKIN’ MINUTE THE MOMENT YA REALISED EDH ‘AD JOINED THIS FEDERATION!”
*Halo by Soil rocks the arena once more as Dave throws the microphone on the mat and climbs out of the ring; he storms up the ramp and outside*
Mandarin: “Woah, I’d be running scared if I was Bruce Brubaker right now….heh, heh!”
Matthews: “Well, it would be wise that Dave Hurst calm down before he gets hurt!”
*The event then cuts to some upcoming tour dates in and around the local area, we return to the backstage area once more where we find standing outside the entrance to his locker room, 'The Chosen One' LoZ and first PWA reporter Max Dickens. The arena is again filled with boo's and jeer's as asshole! chants soon begin to echo around the arena. LoZ now in his wrestling gear still looks as calm as he was upon first entering the arena earlier tonight and is seemingly unfazed as the fans continue to chant. The fans slowly begin to settle allowing Max Dickens to pose the questions to LoZ.*
Dickens: “Thus far Fatal Freedom is turning out to be one hell of a show, and now moments away from the special 2 out of 3 falls match...LoZ, your thoughts on your upcoming match”
*The camera focuses on LoZ as Dickens directs the microphone towards LoZ. But before 'The Chosen One' can utter a single word the fans begin to chant asshole! again.*
Mandarin: “God damn it, can't these people show anyone of general importance any respect?”
Matthews: “To LoZ...No...but to anyone else...Yes”
*Our attention returns to LoZ and Max Dickens as 'The Chosen One' finally begins to speak*
LoZ: “2 out of 3 falls, a match that tests not only your stamina and endurance but also your will and determination to succeed and after I beat Ma....”
*LoZ’s voice trails off as he bites the index finger of his closed left hand, which prevents him from continuing.*
Matthews: “It's almost like LoZ is afraid to utter the name Matt Hunt”
Mandarin: “I wouldn't say afraid more like not wanting to utter the name Matt Hunt!”
*As LoZ stand in silence, Max Dickens utters the words....*
Dickens: “By Ma...you are referring to your opponent tonight Matt Hunt....yes?”
*Upon hearing Hunt's name, LoZ's head spins quickly to face Dickens who now looks like he is wishing he never said the name Matt Hunt. We notice that LoZ has now begun to breathe heavily and has begun to slowly edge closer and closer to Dickens. As 'The Chosen One' gets within a few yards of the PWA reporter, LoZ quickly extends his left hand...making Dickens jump. Then finally LoZ speaks*
LoZ: “Give me the microphone...NOW!!!”
*A little shaky Dickens extends his hand before LoZ snatches the microphone from Dickens' grasp which prompts yet more heat from the sell out crowd. With mic now in hand LoZ speaks*
LoZ: “First off, Dickens you get the hell outta here before I hand you another beating...”
*Turning to face the camera 'The Chosen One' continues*
LoZ: “....Now tonight I do indeed face Matt Hunt in the 2 out of 3 falls match, now let me tell you simple minded people in the audience tonight, I am going to beat Matt Hunt in the first two falls. Before little boy Hunt kidnapped our boss Bolton Magnum he gave me the right to name the stipulations for our match tonight and Matt see the way I figure it...after I beat your ass in the first fall your gonna be begging me to beat your ass in the second fall. Hunt understand that kidnapping Magnum in order to get to me might make you feel all big and bad and you might have made something go off in my head and yeah I might be a little psychotic and crazy or whatever it is you want to label me. I might be all of these things but tonight once we step into that ring your going to be all mine. The time for talking will be over and it will be time to see who has the better stamina, the better determination and the bigger will to win. And Matt if you think that me aligning myself with Bolton Magnum was bad wait until we get into that ring because believe me son you ain't seen bad....”
*LoZ's voice trails off as the asshole chants begin to circulate around the arena. seemingly unfazed LoZ continues*
LoZ: “Matt once this match is over and your staring up at the rafters then and only then will you come to realise and understand that LoZ was more than you could ever handle”
*Dropping the mic LoZ proceeds to stare at the camera before walking off shot amidst a chorus of boo's from the sell out crowd. As the scene fades, out we once again here the voices of Matthews and Mandarin.*
Mandarin: “LoZ is ready but I hope Matt Hunt is!”
Matthews: “We'll find out next....”
LoZ vs Matt "The Postman" Hunt
Matthews: “Well this has been one amazing ride... I just really don’t know what is going to happen here right now Mike. This match up here between LoZ and Matt Hunt has ugly written all over it. This rivalry really has been on fire as of late and with Matt Hunt’s kidnapping of Mr. Magnum a few weeks ago I don’t know what is going to happen here... it’s too unpredictable.”
Mandarin: “Well I have to agree with you Abdul, because it’s obvious that both Hunt and LoZ are out for each other’s blood here in this very special and ingenious match designed by LoZ specifically to destroy Matt Hunt one piece at a time. Not to diss Hunt’s ability... no one can doubt Hunt is a very dangerous man inside the ring but this isn’t your ordinary match... psychologically he’s outmatched by LoZ and this will be a lot quicker then most think it is going to be.”
*LoZ’s music hits the PA system to a huge round of boos that echo around the arena. Moments pass as a burst of pyro flashes out of the entrance and LoZ appears with is arms thrusted into the air and walks down the ramp to the ring. LoZ looks very confident that this match will go as he has planned for these last few weeks as he slides into the ring under the bottom rope and then tests the ropes feel by taking a few bounces off of them before stretching out his back and legs making sure he’s ready for this huge contest. After LoZ’s music finishes and cuts out it’s replaced quickly by that of Matt Hunt’s and a huge reaction from the crowd in the arena. Hunt appears at the entrance way with a curl of a smile on his face, obviously looking forward to getting his hands on LoZ in a one on one match for the 1st time since Unleashed. Hunt walks down to the ring and walks up the steps and slides in between the middle ropes all the while his eyes glued to LoZ who continues to stretch out. Hunt now in the ring looks LoZ over as the Ref waits for the music to die, then signals for the bell to start the match*
Matthews: Here we go... this match will be the 1st fall standard rules. 1 fall, 20 minute limit DQ’s and count-outs will be called.
*LoZ and Hunt circle each other and then greet each other in a text book lock up. They jockey back and forth for the advantage but it’s not so easy to find with both men so determined to have the control. However it’s Hunt that twists LoZ up and tosses him to the ropes. LoZ comes flying off and Hunt lets swing with his elbow, LoZ ducks and comes back at Hunt, a clothesline misses as Hunt ducked and then lifts the boot up for an Stamp of Approval but LoZ has grabbed the ropes to stop his momentum. LoZ comes towards Hunt and they lock up. LoZ now gains the upper hand and applies a headlock, but Hunt shoves him off to the ropes. Hunt grabs LoZ wrapping him up in a Sleeper but LoZ moves to the side to reverse the hold pushing Hunt forward to the ropes. Hunt bounces off the ropes and LoZ shoulder blocks Hunt knocking him down but Hunt gets to his feet in a flash, a third lock up and LoZ again, whipping Hunt to the ropes and when Hunt comes back it’s Hunt knocking LoZ down with a shoulder block. LoZ rolls out of the way of Hunt’s elbow quickly and both men get up. LoZ locks up but Hunt just kicks LoZ in the ribs tired of all the lock ups then slams his fist into LoZ’s face and bounces off the ropes himself and knocks LoZ down with a clothesline. LoZ gets up quickly and Hunt grabs him and whips him to the ropes. LoZ comes back and ducks Hunt’s boot and when he comes back off the ropes hits Hunt with a right hand, followed with a second right hand and then pulls Hunt into a suplex taking him up and over landing with a clean thump. LoZ flows over Hunt and covers hooking the leg but to no avail, Hunt still has to much left in him and pushes him off with ease. Both men arrive to their feet, but LoZ is caught off guard with Hunt’s stinking right hands backing him all the way to the corner, with the fans behind Hunt with each blow Hunt now has LoZ pinned in the corner and starts to open up the attack, chop after chop, kick after kick, elbows, right hands, chops! The crowd is going nuts as Hunt shoves the Ref aside who is trying to do his job and then grabs LoZ, pulls him out of the corner and holds him up in the air crashing down to the mat with a Suplex. LoZ cries out in pain as Hunt pulls him to his feet, disregarding any cover attempt and sends LoZ to the ropes, Hunt then promptly knocks him over with a running clothesline. Hunt stands over LoZ and then just starts to stomp him to a lifeless blob of muscle and flesh. LoZ tries to recover and pull himself up but Hunt grabs him and drapes him across the bottom rope and then takes a run from the opposite side, lunches into the air bringing his weight down across LoZ’s back driving the air out of him. Hunt prepares to repeat the move, driving his weight down onto LoZ again. Hunt pulls LoZ off of the ropes, then holding onto the top rope he starts to stomp on LoZ again, continuing the punishment. The Ref is pleading with Hunt to allow LoZ to get to his feet as Hunt’s illegal use of the ropes has given him the advantage. LoZ is allowed to crawl to the center of the ring and Hunt chases after him and pulls him to his feet, whips him to the ropes and goes for a boot, but LoZ ducks, comes off the ropes with as much speed as he can muster but Hunt catches him this time with The Stamp of Approval, his trademark big boot. LoZ slams against the canvas covering his head as the impact was very heavy. Hunt slowly walks around the fallen LoZ and pulls him back up to his feet and scoops him up for another suplex, this time it’s a Jackhammer, he plants LoZ down onto the canvas with a lot of force and covers. LoZ somehow manages to kick out, not willing to give up just yet in this 1st of 3 possible falls*
Matthews: Matt Hunt is in total control, just like I thought he would come out and move to try and get some revenge in this 1st fall and beat LoZ 1, 2, 3 and then try his best to beat LoZ at his own game... the Submissions match
Mandarin: Now listen here Kyle... LoZ isn’t beat yet, he just kicked out of a great move by Hunt... he’s got lots of energy left and this 2 out of 3 falls match is still going to be just 2 falls long as far as I’m concerned.
*LoZ is pulling himself up to his feet with help from the ropes as Hunt watches on with an unquenched look on his face as he moves in for possibly the kill. LoZ however ducks down and with his strength powers Hunt up and over the ropes down all the way to the floor. Hunt takes the awkward fall hard on his left leg as he wasn’t expecting that sort of counter from LoZ after the beating he just took. LoZ drops down to his knees and rolls out of the ring in an attempt to keep the pressure on Hunt at this point in time and grabs Hunt, whipping him hard into the ring steps displacing them a good 5 or 6 inches. Hunt arches his back in pain as LoZ notices now Hunt favouring the injury to his left leg. LoZ grabs Hunt, pulling him away from the steps by his leg and then starts to lay in several very stiff kicks to Hunt’s thigh, trying to weaken it for possibly not only a win in this fall but the 2nd submissions match. LoZ pulls him now out to the middle of the ringside area and flips Hunt over and holds him high up into the air by the leg and drives it down onto the lightly padded floor. The Ref, from inside the ring is warning LoZ about count-outs as he’s reached a 7 count. LoZ rolls in and out of the ring quickly to break the count and stomps on Hunt’s leg several times to keep it very tender and warn out. LoZ pulls Hunt up and rolls him back into the ring, but drags him over to the ring post. LoZ kicks the steps out of the way and pulls Hunt’s legs in between the post and grabs his Left leg and swings it slamming it against the ring post much to the pain of Matt Hunt who cries out in pain. LoZ grabs his leg, and again wraps it around the post to a nasty crack. LoZ goes to do it again, but Hunt uses what he’s got at the time to pull his legs inward, LoZ’s face slams against the ring post the fans react with a big pop as Hunt pulls himself free and rolls out of the ring. Hunt limping heavily smashes his fist into LoZ’s face knocking him back a step and then another right hand finds the mark but LoZ lashes out with a swift kick to that left leg and Hunt is defenceless, holding the leg in pain as LoZ then chop-blocks it out from under him. LoZ gets up and stomps on Hunt’s hip, back and leg before pulling him up and rolling him into the ring and following him into the ring right after. LoZ quickly covers Hunt but a near fall gives Hunt the kick out. LoZ gets up and grabs Hunt by the leg and kicks his thigh several times before pulling Hunt up and locking him into a Knee breaker style suplex driving Hunt’s leg down across LoZ’s leg much to the pain of Matt Hunt. LoZ then quickly wraps his leg around Hunt’s in a leg grapevine trying to hyper-extend the joints of Matt Hunt who slams his hand against he canvas in pain. Hunt stretches out and eventually grabs the bottom rope and the Ref orders LoZ to break the hold. Hunt pulls himself up with the ropes and LoZ targets that left leg again with several kicks but Hunt then chops the chest of LoZ knocking him back a step. LoZ takes another chop, and another and it seems that Hunt has control, limping visibly as Hunt kicks with his leg, no doubt hurting him more then LoZ but he goes for The Last Post! LoZ pushes him off to the ropes. Hunt comes back, LoZ kicks, going for a LoZinator, but Hunt locks his arms under LoZ’s and nails a Postman’s Knock out of nowhere! He covers LoZ and gets a 3 count!*
Matthews: What a brilliant counter by Matt Hunt! He’s won the fall, but the damage is done to his leg I think!
Mandarin: That was impressive.. But he’s toast! Submissions match against the best damn technical wrestler in the world and he’s got a bad wheel! This should be quick... and painful!
*The Ref waits for Zeal to finish announcing the victor of the 1st fall, much to the delight of the fans to give the two warriors their 10 seconds rest. After that time is up the bell rings for the 2nd fall*
*Both men have been resting against the ropes opposite of each other. Hunt’s focus was on rubbing that left leg of his hoping to get the blood flowing properly before the bell rang but it doesn’t appear that will be the case. LoZ and Hunt meet and it’s LoZ who quickly stomps out with a kick to that leg of Hunt staggering him, and LoZ lands a finely placed right hand to the head of Hunt knocking him down. Hunt moves to try and get to his feet as quick as he can but LoZ grabs Hunt’s leg and Hunt is jumping around on 1 leg swinging at LoZ but missing. LoZ then dragon screws Hunt putting a lot of twist onto that leg of Hunt and he hits the canvas holding his leg. LoZ gets up, still holding onto that leg and starts to stomp on it. LoZ applies a step over toe hold onto Hunt’s left leg and is really cinching down in it. Hunt’s face is red with anguish because of the pain to his leg. LoZ’s free hand smashes down onto Hunt’s leg several times as the Ref is asking Hunt if he wishes to submit. LoZ releases the hold with a sly grin on his face and pulls Hunt up to his feet. LoZ places Hunt into the corner and hooks his left leg over the middle rope. With Hunt’s leg prone LoZ pulls on the bottom half of the leg and the pressure created by the ropes on the knee and thigh must be extremely painful. Hunt lands several right hands trying to blockade LoZ’s attention and it does for the moment as LoZ stops and then chops Hunt several times across the chest to weaken his resolve. LoZ lashes out with more kicks to the leg of Hunt and then grabs him fireman’s carry style and drops him throat first across the top rope. Hunt falls and rolls out of the ring quickly holding his chest and leg in pain. LoZ walks around in a circle twice while adjusting his wrestling tights and then exits the ring going after Hunt. Hunt has gotten to one knee by the time LoZ arrives and fires out with a right hand to the stomach of LoZ slowing him down. LoZ however drills his elbow down onto the top of Hunt’s head and pulls him to his feet and hoists him up in the air like he’s going to reverse suplex him, however holds out his left leg and charges Hunt into the ring steps. Hunt lands down on that leg and hollers out in pain as LoZ then goes and starts to rip up the padding on the floor on the outside*
Matthews: I don’t know about this Mike... LoZ might be taking this to far!
Mandarin: You can’t ever take anything to far when you hate a man as much as LoZ hates Matt Hunt. This match is what they’ve been waiting for a month now... you can’t tell me they didn’t think that their careers would be on the line can you?
Matthews: No, I just think that LoZ might have lost sight of what made him what he was. Ripping of the padding is too much.
*Once he has finished ripping apart the plastic canvas, Loz slowly walks over to a breathless Hunt and grabs him by the hair. Hunt makes no attempt to fight back, simply because he has nothing left. Loz then slaps Hunt in the face a few times and places his head between his thighs and motions that he’s going to piledriver Hunt on to the concrete. After playing to the crowd, Loz hoists Hunt up and falls back – Hunt’s head connects with the bare concrete with a sickening thud. Loz then jumps up and raises his arms in the air, provoking the fans to respond with some heat*
Matthews: “Good Lord, did you hear Hunt’s head on the concrete?”
Mandarin: “Excellent! But Loz has to keep Hunt conscious, if he wants him to submit – this fall is a submissions fall!”
*Loz then grabs Hunt and rolls him back into the ring underneath the bottom rope. Hunt is motionless as Loz himself slides under the bottom rope. Hunt is just starting to stir as Loz circles him like a predator stalking his prey. Just as it seems that Hunt is recovering and getting to his knees, Loz storms in and stomps on his injured leg. Hunt rolls around in agony and the fans are in silence. Loz then grabs Hunt’s leg and slides to the corner, towards the turnbuckle. Loz is now outside the ring with Hunt’s legs dangling off the apron. With one mighty swing, Loz grabs Hunt’s leg and smacks it off the ringpost to which Hunt reacts with an almighty groan. Loz smiles and pulls the leg out, to once again smack the injured leg against the ringpost. Hunt groans again and pulls his leg in, clutching it agony. Loz then slides into the ring and grabs Hunt by the hair and grabs him by the waist, following up with the Kiss of Death, a spinning belly to belly!! Hunt bounces off the canvas and Loz raises his arms in the air once again, to which the fans respond with thunderous heat. With Hunt on his back and the pain throbbing throughout his injured leg, Loz grabs his legs and executes the Sharpshooter!!*
Matthews: “The Sharpshooter!! Loz is going for it!”
Mandarin: “Hunt has go to tap out, Dirk – if he ever wants to walk properly again!”
*Hunt cries out in pain and attempts to fight the move, but it won’t work. With the referee nearby Hunt doesn’t hesitate in tapping out. The ref signals for the bell and Loz has won the second fall!*
Matthews: “Loz wins the second fall! Hunt hardly amounted any offensive in that one!”
Mandarin: “Like I said earlier, quick and painful – and the quickness of this second fall shows that Hunt with a broken wheel has got no chance!”
*However, Loz doesn’t release the hold and pulls back on the move. After some remonstrating by the ref, he lets go and stands with an arrogant posture. The ref tends to Hunt who insists that he’s okay to continue, after a brief waiting period…the bell rings for the final fall*
Matthews: “Well, I do fear for Matt Hunt now – he hasn’t moved since the sharpshooter and with the next fall being Falls Count Anywhere, you sense that Loz has got some tricks up his sleeve!”
Mandarin: “Hunt should throw in the towel right now, Eric…his leg is beyond repair so to speak!!
*Loz bounces to the outside and grabs a chair, he then slides back inside the ring with the chair and marches over to Hunt, who is crouched in the ring holding his leg. Loz winds up and just before he’s about to connect, Hunt lands a low-blow from nowhere. The fans cheer and Loz staggers and falls backhands. Hunt struggles to his feet and grabs the chair. With some effort and winds up and smokes Loz right between the eyes. While hopping the one leg, Hunt winds up again and again and again – trashing Loz on any part of the body. Hunt then throws the chair down in anger and frustration and limps towards the prone Loz. He grabs him by the air and places him in the corner, Hunt then ‘goes postal’ on Loz executing some hard rights before unleashing an almighty clothesline, sending The Chosen one down to the outside. The blood is circulating throughout Hunt’s injured leg as he jumps to the outside. He slowly limps over to Loz, who has now regained his balance and is to his feet. Hunt grabs Loz with the intention of whipping him into the steel steps, but Loz reverses the momentum and it’s Hunt whose shoulder goes crashing to the steps with thunderous impact. Loz stumbles over and stomps on him a few times, before focusing his attention on the announcers table*
Matthews: “Wow, Hunt hit those steps with impact!!”
Mandarin: “Erm…Jeff, why is Loz looking at us?”
Matthews: “Good question…”
*Loz glances between Hunt and the table as a smirk appears on his face. He then approaches the table while handful of Hunt’s hair. He then bashes Hunt face down onto the table…and again…and again. Hunt is busted open because of the force he hit the table at and bounces backwards. Loz then pulls the top of the table off, as well as tossing the two small monitors onto the arena floor. Mandarin and Matthews jump up and try to distance themselves from the action. Loz then turns around, only to be met by some hard rights by Hunt. He then steps back preparing for a vicious clothesline, but Loz leans forward and hurls Hunt over his head with a back body drop onto the table! Hunt lands on the table, but it doesn’t break!!. Loz turns to the prone Hunt on the table with a look of disbelief and nails him in the chest with a few forearm smashes. Loz then grabs another chair and hops up onto the apron. He raises the steel chair in the air to heat from the fans and seconds later leaps off the apron. He connects with Hunt on the table with the steel chair, but again – the table hasn’t broken!! Loz bounces off the table holding his right arm as the chair lays on the motionless Hunt*
Matthews: “Good lord, I think Loz injured his arm there!”
Mandarin: “Is this table made of steel or what?”
*Hunt is starting to come around and falls off the table, he then uses the table to get back to this feet. He then stomps on Loz’s shoulder and picks him up, ramming his head off the table. He then scoops Loz up onto his shoulder with the minor amount of strength left and speeds towards the ringpost. Loz’s shoulder hits the ringpost and he falls off Hunt’s shoulder, gripping his own. Hunt stomps on Loz again with some anger and grabs him by the hair once more. Before levelling with some hard rights, Loz falls staggers back onto the table. Hunt then guides Loz onto the table and positions him. He then hops onto the apron to a cheer from the fans, then onto the top turnbuckle. Hunt then signals for the Overnight Delivery – a top rope elbow drop*
Matthews: “Well, this table didn’t break when Loz attempted it…Hunt going up top now…”
Mandarin: “This is suicide, because whoever feels the impact in this move – you can kiss goodbye. C’mon Loz…MOVE!!!”
*Hunt leaps off the top turnbuckle and connects! The table collapses with an almighty bang and Loz is broken in half. Hunt is also hurt and reaches for his already injured leg. He then crawls to where Loz is out of it and places an arm across the chest. The ref gets down and counts…1…2…kick out!!!*
Matthews: “Good lord! Loz somehow kicked out!”
Mandarin: “To be honest, I thought he was a goner there, Steve!”
*Hunt is the first to rise and crawls over the apron to get himself up. Loz is also stirring and pushes off some of the table debris and slowly stumbles to his feet. Hunt feels the pain throbbing throughout his leg and is first to his feet, he waits for Loz who staggers around. Once Loz turns face-to-face with Hunt, The Postman kicks him in the gut and executes The Last Post!! There’s a thunderous pop from the fans as Loz is out cold on the canvas, Hunt slowly crawls over to the prone Loz and slowly hooks the leg. 1…2…3!!! Hunt wins!”
Matthews: “Hunt wins!! Damn, what a match! Both men will obviously feel the effects of this mighty clash!”
Mandarin: “I never though Hunt could do it, Jeff…but what’s this?”
*As Hunt and Loz regain their breath, a furious Bolton Magnum is storming down the aisle way, provoking the fans to boo and jeer. By this time – not noticing Magnum appearing – Hunt has entered the ring and slowly climbs the turnbuckle to raise his hands in victory. Loz notices Magnum and his confused when the temporary owner blanks him. Magnum grabs a mic and storms up the steps and into the ring. Hunt slowly climbs off the turnbuckle and turns around to be met by a infuriated Bolton Magnum. Hunt stares at Bolton who stares back*
Matthews: “What the hell is he doing here?”
Mandarin: “Shush, we’re about to find out!”
Magnum: “I’ll deal with you in a minute…”
*Magnum then turns to Loz who is slouched on the ring apron, looking up*
Magnum: “You…are a complete disgrace. I give you easy-to-follow instructions to take out this son of a bitch and you failed…miserably. You had this match won and still screwed it up!”
*Loz answers back off mic*
Magnum: “Shut your mouth, now get the hell outta here before I fire your sorry ass!”
*Loz stares up at Magnum with a furious expression, Magnum stares back. As Loz slowly makes his way around the ring, not taking his eyes off him – there are slight cheers from the fans in Loz’s favour. After watching the fatigued Loz leave the ring area, Magnum turns back to Hunt*
Matthews: “Not a wise move to piss off an already pissed off Loz!”
Magnum: “Now you…two months I’ve put up with your crap! Two months of beatings…”
*Cheering from the fans*
Magnum: “…two months of verbal abuse…”
*More cheering*
Magnum: “…two months of blatant disregard for my authority…”
*Thunderous pop*
Magnum: “…and not to mention your hostile kidnapping of me two weeks ago, in which you treated me like an animal!”
Matthews: “Well, he acts like one at times so…”
Mandarin: “Shush!”
Magnum: “Well, I can tell you one thing Hunt – it all ends tonight!”
Matthews: “What is he on about?!”
*Silence falls throughout the arena*
Magnum: “I’ve wanted to do this since day one, but I couldn’t because of your immunity clause. Well, Jake Hanlon ain’t here no more and I’ve taken over this company. So, seeing as I’m the only person in this ring with any authority in this company…it’s with my great pleasure…Matt Hunt, you’re fired!!!!!”
*Thunderous heat as Hunt just simply responds with that trademark grin of his, he slowly limps over to the ropes and is handed a mic by a ringside attendant*
Mandarin: “Yes!! Hunt is fired!! The Magnum Era begins!!!”
Matthews: “Hunt is fired?!?! But look at The Postman, he’s smiling!”
*Magnum is confused at Hunt’s grin*
Magnum: “What so damn funny?”
Hunt: “I don’t think so, camache!”
Mandarin: “Don’t question it, Hunt – you’re fired!!”
*Magnum looks on with an expression of disbelief*
Hunt: “All week long, the big question has been – just who is the new principal owner of the Professional Wrestling Alliance? That question seemed to have been answered by you, at the top of the show. You ran your mouth about how you’ve been given control of this company and how we’ve entered the Bolton Magnum Era, etc, etc. Well, I can tell you this – you are not the owner of the PWA…”
Matthews: “What? Well who is the new owner?”
Mandarin: “Yeah and how the hell does Hunt know?”
*The crowd give out a huge pop as Magnum looks on with a concerned suspicious expression*
Hunt: “You want to know who the real new owner of the Professional Wrestling Alliance is? The only man who has sole 100& control?…”
Mandarin: “Who? Who?”
*The fans wait with baited breath*
Hunt: “You’re looking at him!”
Matthews: “WHAT?! MATT HUNT IS THE NEW OWNER?!?!?!”
Mandarin: “You gotta be kidding me!”
*The fans erupt into the biggest pop of the night. Magnum stands jaw-dropped as Hunt looks at him with a smug grin. The cheering is thunderous and it takes a good few minutes to die down, Matthews and Mandarin attempt to talk over the noise*
Matthews: “Matt Hunt is the owner of the PWA!!! I don’t believe it!!”
Mandarin: “Can you hear me, Burt? Is this a joke?!?”
*Hunt talks which summons the crowd to silence*
Hunt: “Which ultimately means that I’m not fired, camache. But don’t you worry – you’re still employed as the PWA Commissioner…for how long? Until I feel like it!”
*Hunt then kicks Magnum in the gut and executes a thunderous Last Post. Magnum bounces off the canvas into unconsciousness and the fans are going wild*
Matthews: “Big big news, how is the PWA roster gonna react to this?!?”
Mandarin: “This is the darkest day in professional wrestling, Burt. Matt Hunt has no experience whatsoever on running a wrestling promotion! He’ll run the PWA into the ground!!”
Matthews: “Well, somebody has to start somewhere!”
Mandarin: “True, but Matt Hunt? We all know he holds grudges…you saw what he did to enemies as a wrestler, especially Loz…imagine the vendetta if he’s the damn boss!”
*Hunt poses to the fans, while still in his ring attire, before exiting the ring and disappearing down the aisle and behind the curtain. There’s still a buzz around the arena*
Matthews: “Well what a night so far, Mark – and we’ve still got the TV Title Tournament Title and that World Title Ladder Match!! Matt Hunt is the PWA Owner, I can’t believe it!!”
PWA TeleVision Title Match, Tournament Final
Scott Sanders vs Matthieu Palffy
Matthews: “Its time for the final of the television title tournament, and these two wrestlers have made it through to the final here’s how they did it…”
Camera cuts to Palffy, Stapleton Match
* The referee is now checking on whether Stapleton wants to quit the match but Stapleton just ignores him and keeps trying to pull himself towards the ring ropes but is finding it so difficult, until finally Palffy lets go of the hold, which could be a huge mistake as the match goes on. Palffy lets Stapleton get towards his feet, Palffy then looks around the arena yet again. He then picks up Stapleton puts his thumb across his throat as id to signal the finish of the match and then hits the power play!! He goes for the cover 1…..2…….3!*
*Camera then cuts to Sanders and the Beast match*
*The beast gets to his feet first again and tosses Sanders in to the ropes, but Sanders reverses it, when he comes back off of the ropes he hits a low blow on the beast and then hits swinging DDT. He then charges against the ropes and hits a knee drop in the ribs of the Beast, then he tosses him in to the corner with real power, he then goes behind the Beast and then hits an ‘over the edge’. He goes for the cover 1…..2……3!!!*
*Camera cuts back to the arena, and the announce table.*
Mandarin: “Well to be honest with you Joe, Joe – I thought this would happen and it would come down to a Scott Sanders Vs Matthieu Palffy. I told you this would happen, I told you man – I must start betting …”
Matthews: “What .. you mean a lot more? Ok Mr Betting man whose going to win this damn match?”
Mandarin: “Well Tom its quite easy, the winner of this match will be the one who gets the three count first.”
Matthews: “My God Mark, you actually did go to school!?”
Mandarin: “Nah, its common sense really.”
Matthews: “Good grief…”
*The camera cut back to the ring, and then quickly switches to the videoscreen, and then the ramp. The music starts to kick in for Matthieu Palffy, the crowd burst in to numerous boos for one of the newest superstars, as he gets down to the ring the boos get louder and louder. As he rolls underneath the ropes and the boos continue, he looks like he’s getting real angry now, and he starts to kick the ropes in anger and as the camera focuses on to Palffy, you can hear him say ‘Shut the hell up!!’ He starts top march around the ring with an angry expression on his face.*
Matthews: “Well it seams like he’s getting annoyed by the noise here in the National Car Rental Centre here in Orlando.”
Mandarin: “Its like when you go in to a shopping centre with all of your so called ‘fans’.”
*The music then turns off slowly, while fading. Then the music of Scott Sanders hits out in to the arena and the crowd burst in to raptures to the annoyance of Matthieu Palffy, its gets even louder once he appears at the top of the ramp. He then struts down to the ring, with a confident look on his face – he looks at Palffy smiles and then rolls underneath the ropes the two start trading blows and the match is very much on. The two people lock up together with Scott Sanders turning out on top. He pushes Palffy in to the ropes and when he comes back, hits a hip toss. He quickly picks up Matthieu Palffy again, this time he tosses him in to the corner and then charges at him attempting to hit a diving forearm, but Matthieu Palffy ducks out of the way, and smashes his head on to the turnbuckle, when he falls off Palffy rolls him up in a school boy 1….2… but Sanders kicks out and gets up quickly but is knocked down almost immediately with a big clothesline, he goes for the second pin of the match 1…2… but again Sanders kicks out.*
Matthews: “Well what an opening to this match, it’s a fantastic pace in the early goings, and its going to be a damn good ‘slobber knocker’ as a fellow colleague of mine has said numerous times in the past.”
*Palffy lifts up Sanders and tosses him in to the ropes and when he comes back hits a big boot to the face of Scott Sanders. He raises his arm in victory as the crowd are beginning with the ‘Palffy Sucks’ chants. Palffy again is getting annoyed with this and is marching around the ring in anger. He then turns back around and starts taking his annoyance out on Scott Sanders. He hits some massive boots to the back of Sanders and then falls to his knees and starts pummelling the face of Sanders, and doesn’t stop punching for a good few seconds, as the fans are still booing. As Palffy gets back to his feet, so Does Sanders, but then Palffy hits a swinging DDT – he then goes for the cover 1…2…… but again Sanders manages to kick out. Sanders gets struggles back to his feet as Matthieu Palffy lines up some sort of move, he then charges at Sanders, attempting a Spear but Sanders move out of the way and Palffy goes shoulder first in to the ring post to a thunderous amount of cheers from the crowd.*
Mandarin: “Oh no, what are you doing Matthieu – But don’t worry Toby, our man will recover from this and win the match, don’t you worry one bit..”
Matthews: “… er ok I wont..”
*Palffy is struggling to get to his feet, but is clutching his shoulder heavily and is trying to get feeling back in to it. This is giving Scott Sanders time to get back to his feet. Palffy then attempts to hit a right hand to the face, but Sanders ducks it and then locks in an arm bar, on the shoulder that is troubling – Palffy screams out in agony as the shoulder and arm is being pulled and bent around his back, Palffy tries to use his strength and pushes Stapleton in the ropes, but is only me by a drop kick to the face from Scott Sanders, Sanders then goes for the cover 1…2….. but Palffy lifts up his right shoulder quickly. But he screams out in agony as he lifted it up too quickly! Sanders smiles at the pain in which Palffy is in and the crowd continue to cheer for Sanders, as well as some laughs when he lifted his shoulder up to quickly. Sanders picks up Palffy by the arm, and then pushes him back down with force, and Palffy screams. Sanders tosses Palffy back in to the ropes, but Palffy dives at with a flying forearm, but Sanders ducks it and Palffy goes straight in to the referee whose head smacks off of the turnbuckle and he falls out to the floor.*
Matthews: “Oh my god, the referee could be out cold, and he’s busted wide open. What the hells is going to happen now!?”
Mandarin: “Well im going to guess that the match will continue without a ref, until he wakes back up – what a goon he is, Jackie!”
Matthews: “Argh!”
*Sanders looks out at ringside, where the ref is busted open and knocked out, he rolls out of the ring and starts tapping the ref with his boot to try and revive the ref, but to no avail, the crowd cheer as Sanders walks past them, but then from out of nowhere Matthieu Palffy comes diving through the middle and top rope and shoulder barges Sanders whose head bounces off of the barrier and the crowd shout ‘Holy Sh*t, Holy Sh*t’*
Mandarin: “Wow what a move from Matthieu Palffy, now only if he could roll him back in to the ring and get the dumbass ref up the match would be over god damn it!”
Matthews: “You’re right Mark, but the ref is in cloud cuckoo land!”
*Sanders and Palffy are on the floor, Sanders holding his head while Palffy is struggling with his shoulder, and that dive through the ropes didn’t help his cause at all. Palffy is the first man to get up and so does Sanders, Palffy hits a blow to the stomach of Sanders and then he hits a quick DDT on to the concrete floor! Both men are down for a short moment, Palffy mainly because his shoulder is injured and trying to get his breath back and Sanders because he’s hit his head a number of times, and could have concussion. Palffy again gets back to his feet first and attempts to toss Sanders in to the steel ring post but Sanders reverses it and Palffy’s shoulder goes straight in to it to the agony again, Sanders then hits a drop kick on Palffy. He then quickly rolls Palffy in to the ring and then goes over to the other side of the ring and pushes the referee in to the ring. He goes for the cover and the ref is slowly starting to stir, 1…………2……………. But Palffy kicks out and pushes Sanders in to the air and Sander’s shoulder lands straight across the bloodied head of the referee *.
Matthews: “Oh dear, this is surely one of the most un-luckiest referees in PWA history he’s out cold once again!”
*Back in the ring and Sanders looks at the ref in disappointment but then Palffy hits a huge drop kick and Sanders falls to the outside of the ring again, Palffy then rolls out of the ring too, he goes over to the time keeper and pushes him away, he lifts up the ring bell and walks back over to where Sanders is leaning against the ring post, he then charges at Sanders but Sanders ducks and the bell goes straight in the ring post, but Palffy quickly turns around and then Palffy knocks the bell straight in Sanders face, straight between the eyes and blood pours straight out of his head, as Palffy falls to the floor in exhaustion!*
Matthews: “Oh My God, this Matthieu Palffy is a monster, he may have smashed Sanders head in.. He must surely have concussion now!”
Mandarin: “Who says this match wasn’t going to be a classic, this so rules my friend!”
*Palffy gets to his feet again, but is being helped by the barrier surrounding the ring, while inside the ring the referee is STILL down with blood now covering his face, and starting to spread on to the canvas. Sanders is also trying to crawl away from Palffy, and is heading back towards the ring bell. He starts feeling around the floor as the blood streams from his face, and then he picks It up and stumbles to his feet. He kicks Palffy in the stomach and then smashes the ring bell over the back of Palffy’s head. Both men fall to the ground again with blood pouring from both of there heads, the referee is now finally getting back to his feet, but quickly falls back to the ground again, he crawls across the ring and peers over ringside and peers over the apron. He looks shocked at the carnage outside, as Sanders gets to his feet – He slowly picks up Palffy and rolls him in to the ring, he soon follows he then covers Palffy 1………2……….3!!! It’s over!!*
Matthews: “Sanders has done it!! Scott Sanders is the new Television Champion!!
*Sanders is handed the belt by the dazed ref, who hold his head after taking those bumps. Sanders holds the title in his hands and looks into the gold with a proud expression on his face. The Ref then grabs his wrist and raises it in victory with the fans giving out a great ovation. By this time, Palffy has limped up the aisle cursing and glancing back at the ring with a disgruntled expression*
Matthews: “That was one hell of a match!! Credit to both men for an excellent showing! Pity that there had to be a winner!”
Mandarin: “Yeah, I admit that Sanders shaded it – but anybody could have won that, Tommy – ANYBODY!!”
Matthews: “Well folks, as if we haven’t seen enough…up next is the World Title Ladder Match…Angel Morales and Petr Stankowski. This should round off an excellent evening as we take you back…”
*As Sanders continues to celebrate, a preparational montage is shown covering AHM and Stankowski over the last three or so weeks. It’s shows them interacting and the match itself being announced by Stankowski. The montage goes on for a good few minutes and when we return to the ring, we can see many ladders scattered around ringside and down the aisle*
Main Event
PWA World Heavyweight Championship Ladder Match
Petr Stankowski vs Angel ‘Heaven’ Morales
*The Swedish National Anthem starts to play over the PA system as the fans all start to instantly boo as Petr Stankowski arrives into the arena area marching down to the ring in honor of his homeland. Stankowski, with the North American Title tightly wrapped around his waist, walks down the ramp way and stops at the Ladder that is set up at the ringside area and looks up at it smiling and then rolls into the ring and hops to his feet thrusting his massive arms into the air posing for the fans, all of whom could care less and just continue to boo him. Stankowski stands there and lowers his arms and takes a few bounces off the ropes. *
Matthews: “Well it’s time for the main event Mark, and without a doubt this match should be a hell of a contest!”
Mandarin: “Well if anything, ANYTHING could top what we just saw between LoZ and Matt Hunt – I’m not going to mention the announcement of the new ownership her - well I’d say that this would be it. But I’m sure that this match will be very physical and very personal.”
Matthews: “No doubt about that my friend. Stankowski and Morales are no strangers to each other, however this is their very first 1 on 1 encounter of their careers and with the ladder coming into play you could almost consider this a 3 man match! The rules are simply folks, climb the ladder, get the title. That’s all, no DQ and there is no Pins or submissions. I have to be honest, I can’t predict a clear cut winner! AHM’s high flying style you’d think would give him the advantage, but over the weeks since this match was announced, Stankowski has consistently showed us that he is... well dominant.”
*The Anthem cuts out as a short silence prevails and then the entrance music for Angel Heaven Morales hits and the fans burst into cheers. AHM walks out to the arena as pyro blasts out of the entrance way with AHM standing with Alison behind him and the World Title wrapped secured around his waist. AHM makes his way down to the ring and doesn’t even look at the ladder, his eyes locked on Stankowski who is adjusting his elbow pads and hands his North American Title to Bill Wallace
Matthews: “Just a reminder folks, Stankowski’s North American Title is not on the line tonight…only AHM’s prestigious World Title will hang from the rafters!”
*AHM gets into the ring and removes the title, mounting a turnbuckle hoisting the belt into the air to many cheers and camera flashes. After that pose he dismounts and hands the Title belt over to Bill Wallace, who shows the title to Stankowski then to the fans and hooks it up to the device that suspends it up above the ring, then orders it to be cranked up. AHM and Stankowski come face to face in a stare down as the bell rings to start the match*
Matthews: “Okay, here we go!”
Mandarin: “This is gonna be great Simon!”
*AHM and Stankowski don’t move, they just look at each other. Stankowski is talking trash to AHM in his thick Swedish accent as AHM just stands there and listens to him talk. After a good period of time, maybe 15 seconds, the fans are getting hot as finally it’s the Champion lashing out with a right hand! He smacks Stankowski right in the jaw backing him off a step, a second right hand finds the mark on Stankowski and a third has him backed up to the ropes. AHM pushes and pulls Stankowski off the ropes and when he comes back AHM dives with a dropkick connecting with Stankowski’s jaw knocking him down. Stankowski gets up as quick as he can but AHM with a standing dropkick knocks Stankowski back down. Stankowski pulls himself up and AHM starts to fire away with right hands backing Stankowski again to the ropes and sends him across the ring again with an Irish Whip then knocks him down with a flying forearm shot to the chest! Stankowski rolls out of the ring but AHM bounces off the opposite side and flies over the top rope on top of an unsuspecting Stankowski and both men fall to the ground in front of the destroyed Announcer’s table. AHM comes up with a flurry of right hands to the forehead of Stankowski and pulls him up. Stankowski is dazed as AHM rams his head down onto the ring steps once and then uses all his weight to Irish Whip him across the outside and Stankowski shoulder slams into the ring post on the other side of the ring. AHM jumps up onto the apron and jogs across and dives off with an axe handle down onto Stankowski who was getting up. AHM then starts to stomp on Stankowski holding onto the security barrier for extra leverage. Stankowski is trying to cover up but AHM is just to aggressive as he can’t defend himself from all of AHM’s attacks. AHM walks off to a huge pop dusting off his hands in a classic taunt. He pulls Stankowski to his feet and whips him into the ring apron and then buries his shoulder into Stankowski’s ribs several times. AHM walks off and goes to the Spanish Announcer’s table and removes some of the monitors and equipment and then walks back over to Stankowski and slams his knee into Stankowski’s gut and starts to bring him over to the Spanish table. Stankowski’s head is slammed down onto the table and goes for a second but Stankowski blocks it, elbows AHM in the ribs but AHM turns and slams Stankowski’s head into the ring post and then back down onto the Announcer’s Table. AHM walks over and pulls one of the Commentators off his chair and folds the chair up. He raises it high over his head and then slams it down across the massive back of Stankowski who arches his back in pain and falls to his knees. AHM lines up again and slams the chair into the back again this time in between the shoulders and Stankowski is down now full on the floor. AHM slams the chair down onto the floor and trash talks Stankowski a bit then walks off. He digs under the ring and starts to pull out a ladder. The fans burst into cheers as AHM slides the Ladder into the ring and then rolls in after it. AHM gets into the ring and starts to set the ladder up under the belt and makes sure it’s set up right below the title belt and places his right foot on the 1st rung and starts to climb. *
Matthews: “Morales is going to try and end this match right away... he’s really laid a beating on Stankowski early!”
*AHM gets 3/4 of the way up but Stankowski is a hard man to keep down. He has gotten back into the ring slowly and AHM sees him and turns with a cross body block attempt from the ladder, however Stankowski catches him, then rams him into the ladder first to knock it over, then hoists him up high over his head, then press slams AHM onto the top rope, his throat and chest catching the rope and AHM falls to the canvas holding his neck in pain. Stankowski waits for a moment, to catch his breath and then walks over to the ladder, now resting up against the ropes and closes it up, and picks it up, turning towards AHM like a spear and drives it into AHM’s forehead as he turned to face Stankowski. Stankowski then stands over a fallen Champion holding the Ladder high into the air and then drives it down onto the small of the back of AHM several times before then just throwing it on top of AHM who has really taken a beating from the Ladder. Stankowski adjusts his tights and pulls the Ladder off of AHM and lays it up against the turnbuckle and pulls Ahm to his feet and Irish whips him into the corner with a lot of power, then follows it up with a clothesline and AHM falls to the canvas up against the ladder. Stankowski backs off then starts to get a head of steam and drives his knee into the skull of the Champion, his head bouncing off the ladder like a coin in a jar. Stankowski showboats to the fans flexing his biceps then his back and pulls AHM to his feet as he was trying to getup, but having to much trouble on his own. Stankowski repositions the ladder in the turnbuckle then holds for an Irish Whip, anchors himself and wraps his arms around AHM’s waist and an Over Head Belly to Belly suplex drives AHM into the Ladder with very little give but a lot of clanging noise as AHM holds his back in pain laying face down on the canvas. Stankowski gets to his feet and pulls the Ladder out of the corner and places it across the mat, opened up then slams AHM down onto it front first. AHM lays across the ladder now with his face towards the mat, his body from his waist to his shoulders is somewhat drooping between the opening in the ladder as Stankowski bounces off the ropes and drops an elbow down across the back of AHM, with no give from the ladder AHM cries out in pain as Alison tries to encourage her client that the match isn’t over yet. Stankowski pulls AHM up and throws him aside like a rag doll as he grabs the ladder, closes it up and then places it onto the canvas again, now flatside down and grabs AHM and drags him over to the ladder and sets him up for what could be a powerbomb. Stankowski holds AHM in the preliminary position for should be a career ending move and holds his arms up into the air taunting the fans. But AHM drops to his knees and with his arm drives it up into the groin of Stankowski who’s face almost changes color, but AHM launches a second low blow and Stankowski slowly slumps to the canvas as AHM rolls away, out of the ring to potential safety. Alison rushes over to AHM checking on him for serious injury as Stankowski is getting to his feet and now exiting the ring and stalking AHM. Alison backs off as Stankowski grabs AHM by the back of his neck and whips him towards the ladder that was originally supposed to be used that is still stationed in the entrance way. AHM’s face slams against the supports that keep the ladder open and falls to the floor, the Ladder tips and teeters as Stankowski grabs it and then just slams it down onto AHM as it slams against his shoulder’s and back. Stankowski starts to stomp on AHM now beating him down and then walks off, heading towards the other side of the ring and grabs a hold of a steel chair. He folds it up quickly and violently and rushes back over at a hurried walk to AHM and raises it in the air as AHM has gotten somewhat to his feet and slams it down over the head of AHM. AHM partially blocks it with his forearm but still the blow is a huge shock and AHM falls to the padded floor. Stankowski grabs the ladder and tosses it over AHM how still is stunned from the chair shot and Stankowski starts to lay into the ladder with the chair shocking the body of the World Champion. Stankowski tosses the chair aside like a worthless tool and pulls the ladder off of AHM, with one hand holding the ladder in the other AHM by the neck rams AHM’s head into the Ladder at least 4 or 5 times and drops both of them dusting off his hands as the fans boo relentlessly and AHM’s face is covered in his own blood*
Mandarin: “What a beautiful sight, Morales’ blood on Petr Stankowski’s mighty hands!”
Matthews: Stankowski is relentless and I’ve never seen this side of him before. I think that Morales made a mistake accepting this challenge, and that’s a lot for me to say because I have no much respect for Angel Morales!
*AHM is pawing at Stankowski’s legs trying to get to his feet and Stankowski laughs at him, grabs him by the hair and lands a huge right hand to the opened wound and then gets on top of him and starts to punish the champion with right hand after right hand. AHM’s face is completely covered in blood and Stankowski’s taped fists are stained red. Stankowski gets up off of his bloody opponent and grabs the ladder and slides it into the ring as the other ladder is far to damaged for his massive frame to climb. Stankowski gets into the ring as Alison stands at a stones throw from AHM almost crying at AHM’s facial features that are marked with his blood. Stankowski gets fully into the ring and props the ladder up in the center of the ring, then double checks and starts to climb. However from the beating he gave AHM the ladder isn’t %100 stable and his 350+lbs frame makes it a challenging task to climb quickly as he begins his climb to the World Title. At the half way point for Stankowski AHM has gotten to 1 knee and is clearing blood from his eyes and looks around trying to get a track on Stankowski. He spots him in the ring, half way up a ladder and AHM snaps into action, he moves much slower then normal but he gets up onto the apron, then mounts the top rope! Stankowski’s back is towards AHM and is now about 3/4 of the way to the title when AHM waits... waits... waits then launches himself off, a Missile Dropkick between the shoulder blades of Stankowski knocks him off the ladder and the ladder off it’s vertical axis. Both men fall to the canvas in a mighty thud as Stankowski is stunned, not expecting the attack and AHM stunned from the brutal beating he only now was able to stand from. AHM stirs, so does Stankowski as they both manage to arrive to their feet. Stankowski swings at AHM who ducks the blow and slams his foot into Stankowski gut and then grabs him around the neck and a snap suplex with all of AHM’s strength onto one of the prone ladders! Stankowski arches his back in pain as he’s put a huge dent into the ladder making it pretty much useless now and Stankowski rolls off of it. AHM looks around and grabs the ladder he brought into the ring pulling it off the apron and climbs the ropes behind it. Stankowski slowly gets up and AHM pushes himself off, holding the ladder as Stankowski turns around and gets the ladder in the face with all of AHM’s body weight behind it. The ladder crashes down landing onto Stankowski with AHM on top who rolls off. The fans burst into cheers as AHM clears the ring of the destroyed ladder and then stands behind Stankowski waiting for him to get up, he does and AHM then nails a Heaven Drop! The fans erupt in cheers as AHM looks around, grabbing the wobbly ladder and starts to make a climb for his title belt. He’s almost there but unfortunately he didn’t set it up right under, it’s to far to the right as Stankowski now is up, and under the ladder.*
Matthews: “What is he planning here?”
Mandarin: “I... I have no idea.”
*Stankowski grunts and places hands under rungs on both side, with AHM still up he picks the ladder up now! AHM is swing his arms off balance as Stankowski brings him over to the ropes, with all his mighty strength holds the ladder up and AHM now at least 17 feet in the air and Stankowski then turns the ladder dumping AHM off the top! AHM flies through the air landing on to the Spanish Announcer’s table shattering it to a million pieces! The cameras across the arena flashed and popped all over the place as the camera shows another shot of the death defying fall!*
Matthews: “Dear God! Oh My God Morales fell at least 18 feet, I can’t believe that! He might be dead!”
*Ref’s and ring side crew rush over to AHM to attend to him as Stankowski looks on from the ring resting up against the ropes, obviously spent from that amazing feat of strength. The Ref waves to the back as then a crew of EMT’s run in with equipment in hand as you even see from the back running none other then one of the PWA executives, Stevie McCullough*
Mandarin: “Oh my, I think that... I think that this could be bad Jim.”
Matthews: “Man, folks I don’t... I don’t believe that this is part of anything planned here... I am not sure what’s going on here.”
*Stankowski looks on now resting in the turnbuckle watching as EMT officers tend to AHM at ringside and Alison and McCullough watch on, Mark Mandarin gets up and walks over conversing with McCullough who has a very concerned look on his face. Stankowski looks around and exits the ring as AHM is being loaded onto a stretcher, with a neck brace strapped onto him blood still graces his face. The fans are now clapping as they begin to wheel AHM out of the ring side area in hopes that he’s okay but Stankowski has other plans.*
Matthews: “No, come on just get your damn title you Bastard... don’t ... no!”
*Stankowski has shoved EMT’s out of the way and tipped the stretcher over and dumped AHM onto the floor screaming at him that he’s not finished with him yet. AHM holds his neck and ribs in pain as Stankowski rips the brace off of him and slams him into the Security railing. AHM is trying to get away as best he can to salvage his career as Stankowski obviously intends to make good on his promises. AHM gets tossed into the opening set for the arena and falls to his knees unable to defend himself. Stankowski kicks AHM in the head knocking him down the rest of the way and exits through the curtain to return a moment latter this time with a new ladder, one of the longer style this one a 15 foot ladder as he takes it and starts to march towards the ring with it. Stankowski stops half way down the run way and places the ladder up against the railing and turns back as AHM is slowly stumbling towards him and meets him socking him in the jaw with a right hand knocking AHM back down to the canvas. Stankowski drags AHM to ringside where he picks the steal chair back up that he used on AHM earlier and sets himself up to use it again on a prone AHM. He swings down but only catches the floor as AHM rolled out of the way. Stankowski takes a second swing but AHM once again rolls away then kicks the back of the Swede’s leg tripping him. AHM grabs the chair from his grabs and turns slamming it over Stankowski’s head leaving a huge dent in it and Stankowski crumbles to the floor. AHM falls to his knees as the fans burst into huge cheers and AHM gets up slowly and stumbles towards the Ladder that Stankowski had brought out from the back and begins to set it up in the aisle. Stankowski starts to move around but AHM just starts to kick on him constantly beating him down to the best of his ability and then digs under the ring to produce a table. The fans are now on edge as AHM slowly and methodically begins to set up the table and after he sets it up he grabs Stankowski, lands several right hands and places him across the table and then hammers more right hands to keep Stankowski dazed and then turns and looks to the ladder and begins the long climb up.*
Matthews: “Now what in the name of God is that man doing! He’s trying to kill himself!”
Mandarin: “I don’t know, he’s suffered an injury, the fans are going nuts it’s like a drug!”
*AHM has reached the top of the ladder and is trying his best to keep his balance on the very high, very precarious ledge as he takes a deep breath and launches himself off to defy gravity and nail a Heaven Sent onto Stankowski who lays prone on the table. The table shatters all over ringside as both Stankowski and AHM lay in a pile of wood and metal braces as the fans are going insane with cheers. EMT’s rush out again and instantly move to both men checking on them as the fans begin a “Holy Shit” chant that swells around the NCRC here in Orlando as Matthews and Mandarin are speechless as they review the replay with the fans at home. At least another minute passes as it’s AHM who kicks his way out of the rubble and shoves several medical personal aside and grabs Stankowski out of the wreckage and throws him into the ring post with Stankowski’s shoulder slamming against it with raw force. Stankowski falls down into the barrier as AHM looks around and heads back towards the ladder he used that is still standing, folds it up and slides it into the ring. But before he could get a chance to go back to the ring himself Stankowski has cut him off with a clothesline knocking him down and Stankowski is down as well spent from the force of the blow himself.*
Matthews: “Both men are totally exhausted, they can’t have much more left.”
Mandarin: “Obviously both men are injured, both men are not going to be the same after this match for a long time... if ever again!”
*Stankowski rolls AHM into the ring and follows afterwards slowly and pulls himself up to his feet at the same time AHM does. Stankowski throws AHM to the ropes and on the rebound grabs him in a spinebuster planting him on the mat and stays up on his knees. Stankowski wipes the sweat from his brow and turns to the ladder and begins to prop it up. However fatigue is playing it’s part in Stankowski’s plan as he is having trouble with it’s positioning, but finally manages to set it up relatively under the title belt. Stankowski begins to clime and gets not to far when AHM is a run behind him, and back suplex’s him off the ladder, both bodies fall in a thump as AHM pulls away from Stankowski, the mat under his face stained with his blood as he turns and looks at the ladder, now bouncing off of the top rope across from him. He moves and starts to set the ladder up in the center of the ring and begins to climb himself. Stankowski this time, catches him by the back of his tights, moves inwards now in a position and pulls AHM away, in prime Powerbomb Position and Stankowski spins twice in a circle and then slams AHM down with all his power and weight as the sound on the mat is like an explosion! Both men lay side by side, the ladder fell over again, now laying full across the canvas as AHM looks very much to be out cold and Stankowski doesn’t look to be in that much better shape. Stankowski arrives back to his feet, staggering around the ring and grabs the ladder and slides it into the center of the ring, not setting it up however as he looks to AHM and pulls him up to his feet and drags him over. He has AHM set up for another Powerbomb!*
Matthews: “Oh my God! Stankowski tried this two weeks ago on Showdown, he’s tried it here tonight and if he hits this move now... we have a no champion, no ifs ands or buts.”
Mandarin: “Man, what a match.”
*Stankowski not wasting time with the showboating this time prepares for the move but AHM somehow manages to do the impossible by holding on the legs of Stankowski avoiding the hold. Then he moves up, ramming his shoulder into Stankowski’s ribs to break the hold and then a kick to the ribs and places Stankowski’s head between his legs and proceeds to Piledrive Stankowski’s head onto the ladder!! The fans burst into an enormous cheer as Stankowski lays motionless on the canvas. AHM pulls himself to his feet and grabs the ladder and props it up under the belt and begins to climb.*
Matthews:” I can’t believe this! Morales is going to get the belt!!”
*AHM has reached just a finger below the belt as Stankowski rolls over, one hand on the bottom rung trying to shave the ladder but it’s not enough, the Piledriver was his last breath this match as AHM pulls his World Title off of the hook and Stankowski doesn’t bother as he’s far to hurt to waist strength as the fans burst into huge cheers, cameras flash around the arena as AHM holds the title belt to his breast while the bell rings and Kim Zeal announces his massive victory!*
Matthews: “I can’t believe it! I... I’m in shock what an amazing match... what an amazing night! Angel Morales has somehow managed…wait a minute!!!”
*Just as a fatigued AHM celebrates with an ecstatic Alison Gabriel, an individual has hopped over the security railing and slid underneath the bottom rope. The mood of the fans turn from delight to distaste as this individual stalks AHM with a sledgehammer in hand*
Matthews: “Ben Hart!!! What the hell is he doing here?!?”
Mandarin: “I’m actually shocked, Chet. I thought Hart had left!!”
*After a few seconds, AHM slowly turns around and notices the disgruntled Hart standing before him. In a split second, he pushes Alison out of the way just before Hart smokes the Champion right between the eyes. The arena fills with boos as Morales hits the mat with a thump, Alison crawls over to the prone body as Hart holds the hammer up to eye-height and stares at it with a smirk*
Matthews: “Ben Hart…Good God, AHM smoked in the face, as if he hasn’t been through enough already tonight!”
Mandarin: “This is great!! Hart has returned with a vengeance!!”
Matthews: “But why resurface now? He’s been gone for nearly two weeks!”
Mandarin: “Well, now he feels it’s his time!!”
*As Alison attempts to revive AHM, Hart’s attentions are turned as he tosses the sledgehammer on the canvas. The fans anticipate Hart’s next move as some litter is thrown into the ring. Hart grabs Alison by the hair and forces her to stand up.
Matthews: “What are you doing, Hart? Leave the woman alone!!”
*He pulls back with her back to his, Harts shouts in Alison’s ear as she tries to wriggle free. Then in one swift movement, he executes a reverse DDT on AHM’s valet and she hits the canvas with some impact. Hart jumps to his feet, stands and stares down at the body of Ms.Gabriel as the booing is thunderous*
Matthews: “You son of a bitch, Hart….god damn you to hell!!”
Mandarin: “Calm down, Chet!”
Matthews: “Calm down? He just assaulted Alison Gabriel for Christ’s sake!! And get my goddamn name right for once!!”
*Hart then slowly walks over to the PWA Title belt, which AHM drops upon the hit of the sledgehammer. He grins and picks it up, as pieces upon pieces of litter are thrown into the ring. Hart holds the title in front of him while smiling and then places one foot on AHM’s chest – who lays unconscious on his back. Hart then holds up the title belt with both hands as a sinister smirk slowly appears on his face*
Matthews: “That bastard!! What a way to end this event!! What has Ben Hart got planned for Angel Morales? Is the PWA about to suffer a Hart Attack?!?!”
*The scene of a triumphant Ben Hart holding the PWA Title aloft, above the prone bodies of AHM and Alison Gabriel is the last picture of Fatal Freedom. The copyright and PWA logo’s appear on the bottom right hand of your screen and a few moments later, the whole picture fades to black*