We fade to a small room somewhere in the back of the TD Banknorth Garden in Boston, MA where we see a small meeting is in progress. Present are three individuals wearing t-shirts that read “THE PANTHEON – PLATINUM’S MOST WANTED” with the word “SECURITY” stamped across the front. They should be recognizable to the majority of PDW fans as One, sidekick to Joshua Payne, Christopher Richter, sidekick to Pete Ebdon, and Reuben Tialata, sidekick to Nicholas Jaxx. In front of them sit the aforementioned Pantheon members Nicholas Jaxx and Pete Ebdon, who has his girlfriend Christy Matthews beside him. In front of them at a makeshift podium stands Joshua Payne with a gavel in his hand. He bangs on the podium a few times to get the meeting started.
Joshua Payne: Your attention please, the first official meeting of the Pantheon is now in session. Present our founders Joshua Payne and Pete Ebdon along with our newest official member, Nicholas Jaxx and the Pantheon Security Force.
Pete Ebdon: Does this meeting actually have a point Josh?
Nicholas Jaxx: Fuck you dude, I’m a founder as well. If not for me we wouldn’t even be here today.
Payne bangs his gavel on the makeshift podium a few times.
Joshua Payne: Order! I will have order in this meeting, any objections will be noted when we’re finished. And yes, there is a point to this little gathering not only to officially introduce ourselves to them...
Payne points over at the camera.
Joshua Payne: ...but because in just a few hours time the three of us are going to make history.
Jaxx and Ebdon sarcastically cheer, high-fiving one another just to get on Payne’s nerves. He bangs the gavel down a few more times until they quieted.
Joshua Payne: ORDER! Nicholas and Peter, you both know the significance of tonight. You both know that tonight will separate the losers from The Pantheon and you know tonight we can become golden.
Pete Ebdon: Peter?
Nicholas Jaxx: Let it go dude. You're right though Joshy, tonight the Pantheon makes fucking HISTORY, right?
Joshua Payne: Tonight is the dawn of a new age, tonight will be known as the official birth of The Pantheon, because everything up until this point will be forgotten as we sweep through the top tier of PDW. Once I've destroyed Julian Dark and taken him out of the equation permanently we will turn our attention to you Pete. You will be responsible from moving Joseph St. John back onto the list of mediocre performers where he belongs. Nick, out of the three of us tonight you do stand to compete in the most daunting of contests, but shall you fail and you will find yourself feeling like a failure. Not only will you of let us down, but more importantly you'll have let yourself down. Tonight The Pantheon defines it's self as the greatest thing to ever sweep over the wrestling world as we dominate, destroy and demolish the walls and restraints that have been built up until this point. Tonight, we create the world that was intended for The Pantheon. Tonight is the night we deliver ourselves from sin and force ourselves into the public spotlight. No more bullshit, No more fucking wasting time. Tonight we prove that fate isn't something you wait around for, but fate is nothing more than what you make out of an opportunity once a door opens. TONIGHT IS ALL ABOUT THE PANTHEON!
Ebdon and Jaxx begin to cheer, Jaxx even going so far as to add whistles and stamping his feet wildly. Payne steps down from the podium and hands Ebdon the gavel as he does so. Ebdon gets up and stands behind the podium, a smile on his face as he looks as the small object in his hand.
Pete Ebdon: I can’t help but be reminded of the USSR whenever I see one of these things. I know it’s far from the imagery that most associate with a gavel but whenever I see one I think of the Soviet Union and of the powerbase they once had, and how it slowly crumbled in to nothing. Then I think back at all the stables I’ve been a part of in my career, from being a lackey to Jason Rothchild to teaming with that idiot “Dynamic Dynamite” I’ve been to a lot of companies and associated myself with a lot of people who told me that we were “taking over”. Even with Knight as the Order of Chaos we dreamt of nights like this one but they never materialized. That is where the Pantheon differs. The three of us tonight will put a stop to the bitching and permanently write our names in the history book as the FIRST stable in professional wrestling history that didn’t simply TALK a big game but actually delivered where it truly matters, inside the ring. Tonight the Pantheon evolve beyond simply a group of professional wrestlers and become the stuff that legends are made of. Tonight we show the world why we aren’t simply KINGS amongst men, but rather that we are modern day GODS!
Ebdon steps down as well now and Jaxx grabs the gavel from his hand, standing behind the podium for a moment before reaching in to his pocket and pulling out a handful of confetti that he throws in to the air, most of which lands on Payne, must to his displeasure.
Nicholas Jaxx: You can feel it, right mother fuckers? The party atmosphere that’s in the air, the “electricity” that’s flowing around the city of Boston tonight. Everybody knows this was the site of the beginning of the American Civil War and aren’t they just so fucking proud of that shit? But fuck the Civil War, from this night on people will remember Boston as being the site at which the revolution in professional wrestling began and the site at which the Pantheon made their first big stand.
Payne picks confetti off of himself and begins to heckle Jaxx who just flips him off.
Nicholas Jaxx: People say nights like these don’t happen, you know that? And most of the time it’s true, somebody in the group lets the whole thing down and instead of proving themselves dominant the group begin to fracture but look at us, we’re hardly the most fucking evenly balanced of teams in the first place when you consider our egos, right? How the fuck you two don’t tear one another apart squabbling over the Platinum title it seems nobody can quite understand but tonight they’ll begin to because tonight we show the world the bigger picture, right? Tonight we reveal our vision of the future on these mother fuckers and that’s the three of us standing tall and holding up the championship belts of our choosing. Nicholas Jaxx, PDW Bloodshed Champion and the guy who officially BROKE Steve Jason’s ego. Pete Ebdon, PDW Prodigy Champion and the guy who brought respect to that nothing little belt. And Joshua Payne, PDW Platinum Champion, the single greatest and most dominant Platinum Champion in PDW history.
Joshua Payne: Not that there’s much competition for that honor.
Nicholas Jaxx: Not the point. We’re not about egos, we’re about building something that in ten years time people will look back at and say to themselves “you remember the Pantheon? I want to be like those mother fuckers”.
Payne slaps the Platinum title as Ebdon just laughs.
Pete Ebdon: Whether they admit it or not Nick the simple fact is that the entire roster right now are thinking exactly that. You remember why we chose the name “Pantheon”? Because we set out to prove ourselves as the Gods of PDW!
Joshua Payne: Tonight we do exactly that!
Nicholas Jaxx: Tonight we prove the slogan ain’t just to look pretty: THE PANTHEON – PLATINUM’S MOST WANTED!!
The camera feed comes to an abrupt end there and we fade to black.
The camera opens to the sold out TD Bank North Garden’s in Boston Massachusetts. A few signs are visible some that read “Julian Dark Is My Idol”, “I Came To See Steve Jason” followed by another that reads “Joshua Payne Ate My Baby” and concluded with “F*** The Pantheon”. The camera then cuts to a clip from last week when Ryan Atticus managed to pull Draven from the ring to win last week’s battle royal.
Too many pills in the pharmacy now
Too many bugs in the shower
There's too much shit in the air we breathe now
There's too much scarring when I bleed
There's too much therapy I need
There is no god that I have seen
There's too much fear in the way she sees life
I wonder if I’m just like her
I wonder if I can make myself right
There's too much scarring when I bleed
There's too much therapy I need
There is no god that I have seen
You try to help
You listen well
You cannot change the way I see
There's too much anger inside me
There's too much scarring when I bleed
There's too much therapy I need
There is no god that I have seen
The camera cuts to ringside where the announcers Reggie Stallworth and David Wright.
Reggie Stallworth: Evenin’, bitches!
David Wright: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Platinum Dynasty Wrestling’s “Aversion Therapy” live from Boston, Massachusetts!! And what a show we have scheduled for you tonight after an astonishing Disclosure! From top to bottom this lineup is indeed one of the best in PDW today, with a history making main event!
Reggie Stallworth: That’s right, this is the first time that a match other than one from the Platinum Championship has claimed the main event slot! And just on that note you can imagine the rollercoaster ride that Steve Jason and Nicholas Jaxx have taken us on!
David Wright: True indeed. We’ll also see newly crowned Prodigy champion take on his first challenger in Pantheon member Pete Ebdon!
Reggie Stallworth: And the Platinum Cup tournament continues on tonight in various different matches. Jason Stone takes on Kingpin in a first blood match for advancement while Ryan Atticus and Draven lock up in a no disqualifications bout. And in the tournament we’ll also see Aurora Snow take on Reminiscence in what’s been called a Shock Treatment match! And in the BIGGEST Platinum Cup match of the night, Platinum champion Joshua Payne takes on Julian Dark and a returning Matt Rad in a special guest ref match, but the ref has yet to be named!
David Wright: And the Next Big Thing Champion Inferno takes on number one continue Noir while Cyber champ Hannah St. John battles it out with Rachel Stevens in a scaffold match. We’ll also see a whole heap of newbies clash in our opening match up! So you all just seat tight and hold on to your asses because this is a night you don’t wanna miss!
It's backstage, X-T-C is seen carrying a pair of scissors, cig lit and in his mouth as he heads towards a locker with the name "Rob Faith" on it, he thumps the lock, gives it a spin and opens the door, it has his ring attire, some fluro purple pants and fluro green singlet. A few snips here and there to the leotard, the bottom is cut in various places as he smirks to himself.
X-T-C: He was talking about fuck buddies.. *laughs* There is a saying people in glass houses shouldn't throw stones.. The way Atticus and he were carrying on you'd think they're married..
X-T-C grabs some powder from a satchel in this pocket and pours some into his shoes and the bag that's in there, stashing the packet in a side pocket and zipping it up.
X-T-C: I could almost laugh that he said he didn't know me.. He didn't know me cause it's obvious just looking at him, he's a nobody and I can assure you that no matter what he does, no matter what he brings he'll still be a nobody when I hang him up to dry!
X-T-C closes the door, locks the locker and puts the scissors away he starts turning as..
Unknown Voice: What are you doing there!
X-T-C turns startled to see Chris Cade standing there. Chris has a broad smirk on his face as X-T-C punches him in the shoulder laughing..
Chris Cade: Did you do it? Is it done?
X-T-C: The stuff is planted. I'll call the cops when we leave.. Wanna know the funny thing about what Rob did to the stuff in my locker?
Chris Cade: Yeah, what's so funny man?
X-T-C: *laughs* You know those pink things that was in my locker, the stuff Rob took.. *Chris Cade nods* It was Melissa Arctica's wrestling gear.. I stole it to see if there was anything I could sell for drugs.. *laughs* I might have money, but I've got to feed my Kleptomaniac urges! *laughs harder* HAHAHA! Rob threw Melissa's laundry in the lake!
Chris Cade: Ha! Bro, she's going to be pissed!
X-T-C turns his smirk into a look of rage and anger.. They pass around a corner and nears the main shower area of the locker room, he starts looking around and spots a bin nearby slowly walking towards it, stopping just before as he continues talking the rage obviously building..
X-T-C: But he wont need to worry about her.. *his eyes flare in rage* When I'm through with him he'll learn first hand what "Quality Material", "The Gold Standard" and a "Simply Perfection" in wrestling is all about.. You can guarantee he'll live it first hand by me!
Chris Cade: Let's go, don't you have to make the call to the police? Don't want to be near the locker when it happens.
X-T-C:: I wore gloves.. *grabs the gloves off each hand and throws them into a nearby bin* Let's dial the cops and watch the drama unfold.. Time for PDW to see some Controversy!
Chris slaps his mate on the back as he hands X-T-C a cell phone, looking at it he looks at Chris and smirks..
X-T-C: Is this Rob Faith's cell phone? *squirms in discomfort* It's pink and furry.. That's gross and wrong on so many levels mate, I think I'll use my own thanks. *looks at Chris with a cheeky grin* Wanna see some good revenge.. Watch this!
X-T-C using his jumper he wipes the cell as he then dials a movie information line on the cell, it beeps and reads the session times of cinemas throughout Boston as he tosses it into a large metal dumpster near the exit to the arena. The two of them go out the back for a cigarette as X-T-C dials the cops on the nearby payphone, using a cloth to hide his voice, wiping the phone and handset as he leaves a quick minute phone call advising Rob Faith the wrestler is a drug dealer as he hangs up just as the scene fades..
Newbie Six Pack Challenge
Dakota Smith vs Melissa Arctica vs Rob Faith vs XTC vs Eric Keo vs Joker
We fade to the ring where ring announcer Sammantha Jinx is standing holding a microphone. Already standing around her in opposite corners of the ring are Joker, Dakota Smith and Melissa Arctica.
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen it is now time for your opening contest at PDW’s Aversion Therapy!
The fans pop wildly.
Sammantha Jinx: This match is the SIX PACK CHALLENGE and here are the rules. Two competitors start off the match and eliminations can occur via pin fall, submission, count out or disqualification. The final competitor remaining will be the winner. Introducing first already in the ring to my left, from Greensboro, North Carolina and weighing 210 pounds, this is JOKER!
The fans boo and Joker looks around unsure as to why.
Sammantha Jinx: Introducing next in the corner to my right, from Chicago, Illanois and weighing 221 pounds, this is Dakota "j0k0re" Smith!
Again the fans boo and Dakota Smith, normally a reasonably popular individual, looks upset.
Sammantha Jinx: And standing outside the ring, from California and weighing in at 115 pounds, this is Melissa Actica!
Yet again the fans boo and the normally very popular Melissa Artica can’t quite seem to understand why.
David Wright: These fans do not like these three individuals much, do they?
Reggie Stallworth: I don’t blame them DW, these fans want to see our stars give one hundred and ten percent and these three individuals haven’t done that. I’m especially disappointed in Melissa, she came highly recommended.
David Wright: By who?
Reggie Stallworth: I’ll tell you after the show...
Our Arena goes pitch black, all but a single ray of light is shining towards the ramp entrance, after a moment of silence we hear the sirens to the opening of the song Fireman before we hear a few spoken words by eric.. "Shh... The Daredevil's Comin". Fireman then blasts onto the PA System as Eric Keo walks on out wearing a black hoodie, and black and red trunks with black boots, he walks on down towards the ring tagging fan's hands before sling in and doing a Phenomenal Taunt...
Sammantha Jinx: Introducing now, Toronto, Ontario, Canada and weighing in at 215 pounds, this is ERIC KEO!
Several seconds pass by before Living Colour's “Cult of Personality” hits with it's starting guitar riff. The crowd erupts in cheers as the song continues. When the first lyrics hit the curtain flies back and Rob Faith steps into the sight of the fans. Approaching the ramp Rob stops, glancing around for a few moments with that trademark smirking grin, then with high energy eggs them on for more before he heads for the ramp. At the bottom he stops and looks around, but only for a minute. Heading around one side of the ring while looking at the crowd and smiling, he makes sure to high five every single person at ringside as he completely rounds the ring all the way back to the entrance. Finally Rob rolls into the ring under the bottom rope quickly maneuvering himself to his feet in a circular motion with his hands in fists high above his head and smiling. Once done, Rob turns and leans back against the corner nearest to him and awaits for the match top start, maybe even mouthing to the camera a bit and bragging over the noise.
Sammantha Jinx: Their opponent, from San Jose, California, weighing 230 pounds, this is ROB FAITH!
The arena darkens as silver and fluro strobes flicker around the arena, the sound of a beating heart is heard.. Then a heart monitor machine appears on the trinatron with the green like spiking in times when the heart beating noise is heard.. Suddenly a male figure is seen rising from below the stage, face down, covered with his stragly brown hair, he wears a black leather trenchcoat, black leather pants, a ripped black t-shirt and black knee high wrestling boots, he keeps looking down as "The Kill" by 30 Seconds to Mars hits the P.A.. The figure raises its head and laughs maniacally as the camera reveals his black face make up with white lines under each eye.. The fans in the arean erupt with boos as he continues to laugh.. His laughter is eerie yet also scary.. The arena flashes with the strobe lights again as X-T-C starts walking down the ramp tapping his black baseball bat against his hand menacingly as the Ref rings the bell as he climbs in draping his leather black trenchcoat around himself as he goes between the ropes..
Sammantha Jinx: And their opponent, from Greenwich, Connecticut and weighing 245 pounds, this is Xavier Thomas Chase, X-T-C!!
Sammantha Jinx climbs quickly out of the ring as the six competitors enter to listen to the referee explain the rules. X-T-C and Joker stand face to face in the middle of the ring talking smack to one another as the other four competitors take their places at each ring post and await the tags. The bell rings and Joker swings at X-T-C who blocks the punch quite easily, whipping Joker to the ropes. As Joker rebounds off X-T-C leaps up, grabbing him around the head and driving Joker’s face straight in to his knee. Joker hits the mat hard grabbing his head as X-T-C stalks him, waiting for him to get back to his feet. The moment he’s up X-T-C grabs him, setting up for a Front Russian Leg Sweep that we all know better as the Flatliner but that he calls...
David Wright: REALITY CHECK!!!
Reggie Stallworth: Damn that was quick!! It’s not done already, is it?
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
Reggie Stallworth: ...that has to be some kind of record!
The bell rings and the referee begins forcing Joker from the ring.
Sammantha Jinx: JOKER HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!
Next up in to the ring is Dakota Smith who stares down X-T-C with far more confidence than Joker had. X-T-C points at Joker at ringside and tells Smith that that’ll be his fate as well but Smith ignores him, locking up with X-T-C in the middle of the ring in a test of strength that X-T-C quite easily gets the best of. Smith tries a cheap shot but X-T-C sees it coming, whipping Smith to the corner and following in with a massive clothesline that rocks him against the turnbuckles. Smith comes staggering out of the corner and X-T-C drops him with a knee to the gut, pulling him back to his feet and lifting him up for a huge powerbomb in the middle of the ring. Without releasing the hold however X-T-C lifts Smith back up, flipping him up as he does so in order to get Smith resting across his shoulders. From that position he spins Smith off, smashing him in the face with his knee on the way down...
David Wright: OVERDOSE!!! He can’t do it again this quickly, surely!!
Reggie Stallworth: I wouldn’t bet against this kid!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
The bell rings again as X-T-C gets back to his feet and raises his arms in to the air to a mixed reaction from the fans. Melissa Artica begins to climb in to the ring but before X-T-C can even react Eric Keo tags himself in.
Sammantha Jinx: DAKOTA SMITH HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!
X-T-C obviously isn’t happy at Keo making the blind tag but the referee begins the five count and he quickly gets out of the ring to avoid a disqualification. Keo and Artica square up in the middle of the ring next though with Artica talking trash to Keo. Keo just laughs it off, slapping her square across the face so hard she almost falls over backwards. She regains her composure for just a second before Keo nails her with a superkick to the jaw out of nowhere. Her body goes limp as she hits the mat and Keo drops down and hooks the leg, counting along with the referee and the crowd...
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
Sammantha Jinx: MELISSA ARTICA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!
The fans go wild as Keo gets back to his feet and dares either of the other two remaining to step in to face him.
David Wright: Good god almighty, I can’t believe how quick those three got eliminated. Have you ever seen anything like this Reggie?
Reggie Stallworth: Only once DW and it wasn’t a pretty sight. I guess that just proves when you come to the ring for a match like this without being mentally prepared it doesn’t matter who you are or what you’ve done, you’re doomed to fail.
Rob Faith climbs between the ropes to a huge ovation from the fans as the only guy who’s so far not set foot in the match. He and Keo square off in the middle of the ring again talking smack to one another. Keo slaps Faith across the face as well and Faith staggers backwards shocked by the display of disrespect but Keo doesn’t just stand there this time, following up the advantage with right hands that drive Faith back against the ropes. Keo keeps on him, whipping Faith toward the far corner and chasing straight after him, catching him with a Stinger Splash in the corner before grabbing him by the hair and throwing him face first to the mat. He begins climbing the ropes as Faith slowly gets back to his feet, coming off the top rope with an attempt at a dropkick that Faith has scouted and just moves aside, watching Keo crash down to the mat.
David Wright: Smart move, didn’t try to counter the dropkick, just simply moved out of the way.
Reggie Stallworth: This should be a hell of a contest, these two guys are so evenly matched. About the same weight, about the same height, hell the only real difference between them is that Faith can do the power-style and Keo prefers to use martial arts!
David Wright: It could be a hell of a contest if it doesn’t end as quickly as the others have so far...
Faith walks over to Keo, grabbing him by the head to pull him back to his feet and picking him up, slamming him down hard to the mat before running the ropes and dropping an elbow across the chest of Keo. He points down at Keo with a smile before walking a few steps back, flipping over a few times and nailing a Handspring Standing Moonsault on Keo to a huge pop from the crowd, but by the time the referee has gotten down to make the count Keo has already gotten his shoulder off the mat. That doesn’t stop Faith from pressing the advantage though, pulling Keo to his feet once again and charging him back in to the corner of the ring, driving his shoulder right in to the gut of Keo. He pulls back, driving his shoulder in again before the referee begins warning him of a potential disqualification if he doesn’t let Keo out of the corner. Faith steps back, allowing Keo to step out of the corner before slapping him hard across the face and knocking him to a seated position as revenge for the slap earlier on. Faith grabs the top rope and without any forward momentum previously leaps up in to the air, using the ropes and direct himself back down on to Keo and nailing him with a massive dropkick to the chest in the corner. Keo grabs his chest and rolls out of the ring in pain as Faith begins to size up his opponent on the outside, looking perhaps to spring over the ropes. He runs back against the opposite side but it’s far too close to X-T-C who pulls down the ropes and watches as Faith takes a hard hit on the floor.
Reggie Stallworth: Genius!!
David Wright: Genius? Dirty damn cheating is more like it!
Reggie Stallworth: It’s not cheating if you don’t get caught and look at the referee, distracted with Keo on the outside!
X-T-C presses the advantage on Faith on the outside, pulling him to his feet and driving his back against the guard rail. The fans boo wildly as Faith goes down clutching his lower back and X-T-C rolls in to the ring, slapping his hands together so it will appear to the referee as though he made the tag. Keo climbs slowly back in to the ring and the referee turns to see X-T-C standing there and thinks nothing of it, allowing the match to continue. X-T-C quickly rushes across the ring, nailing Keo with a kick to the back of the head before he can even get back to his feet. X-T-C continues kicking away at the fallen Keo, knocking him back underneath the ropes and to the outside. The big man laughs to himself as he rolls from the ring, stalking Keo and setting up for a huge clothesline as Keo gets back to his feet. As Keo begins to turn X-T-C charges but Keo sees it coming at the last second and redirects the momentum of X-T-C, sending him face first in to the ringpost.
Reggie Stallworth: Ouch, that had to hurt!!
David Wright: X-T-C going for the knock-out blow, I guess Keo wasn’t quite willing to go down as easily as Smith and Joker!
Keo rolls back in to the ring and sees Faith struggling back to his feet on the opposite side of the ring. He charges across the ring, catching Faith with an attempt at a running DDT but Faith grabs the ropes and Keo hits the mat. Not so much hurt as embarrassed Keo quickly nips back to his feet, nailing Faith with a shot to the gut before leaping up and kicking him square in the face with a picture perfect dropkick. Faith struggles back up, pulling himself up using the ropes and Keo sees this, running to the opposite side of the ring and swinging his body around, nailing a modified version of the 619 that he calls the 416. The fans pop for the move as Faith bounces across the ring, grabbing at his head. Keo quickly rolls back under the bottom rope, grabbing Faith as he gets back to his feet in a ¾ facelock and running up the turnbuckles, dropping down behind Faith and pulling him over with the Sliced Bread #2! He quickly hooks the leg as the referee drops for the pin...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!!
David Wright: NO!!!!! Faith with the shoulder up at two and a half!
Reggie Stallworth: I think X-T-C could be in trouble though, he’s still favouring the arm on the outside of the ring. Maybe he did some serious damage to it when he connected with the ringpost, although I thought it was his face that hit.
David Wright: Up until now X-T-C has looked like the favourite but an injury could seriously hurt his chances.
Reggie Stallworth: Thanks for that, captain obvious!
Keo is getting frustrated that that didn’t put Faith away and he begins to tell the referee to count faster next time. He begins taunting the fans that he’s going for something huge, hopping up and down on the spot as Faith gets back to his feet. With Faith almost back up Keo runs the ropes but Faith sees it coming, grabbing Keo by the head and using his own momentum to send him flying over the top rope and crashing down on X-T-C on the outside. The fans pop for that spot and hearing the cheering Faith gets inspired. He waits for both men to begin getting back to their feet before running the ropes himself and just about to leap over the ropes when the referee stops him. The fans boo as the referee tells Faith to keep it in the ring, leaning over the ropes to get the other two back inside the ring as well. Faith points down at the two men at ringside to a huge pop from the fans and runs the ropes again, leaping over the referee as well as the ropes and connecting on both guys with a somersault Plancha on the outside. The fans go wild as all three guys lay there at ringside...
David Wright: Rob Faith is proving himself popular with these fans in Boston!
Reggie Stallworth: He may be one of the most athletic guys in PDW, if you discount a few of the guys in the higher matches tonight. Although I’d love to see him go up against guys like Steve Jason and Nicholas Jaxx!
All three men begin to get back to their feet on the outside but it’s Faith up first. He grabs Keo by the head and attempts to slam him in to the ring steps but Keo blocks it, catching Faith with a shot to the gut. X-T-C rolls back in to the ring still favouring his arm as the two men continue to brawl on the outside of the ring with Faith still gaining the advantage. He whips Keo toward the guard rail but Keo counters, sending Faith in to the rail with so much momentum he goes over the top and crashes in to the fans in the front row. Keo quickly slides back in to the ring to follow up on X-T-C’s injury, catching X-T-C with a DDT as the injured man turns around to meet him. Keo points to the top rope to a pop from the fans and begins to climb as X-T-C lies there helplessly on the mat. Getting his balance just right on the top Keo leaps off, spinning in the air and looking to nail a splash that could end the match...
David Wright: X-T-C ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!!
Reggie Stallworth: Keo just bellyflopped the mat!! That had to hurt.
David Wright: Looks like it’s driven the air right out of him!
X-T-C gets back to his feet having obviously been playing possum and runs the ropes, smashing Eric Keo with a massive clothesline with his supposedly “injured” arm as Keo gets back to his feet. The fans boo wildly and X-T-C begins pointing at his head, telling everybody just how he outsmarted them. With Keo barely able to get back up X-T-C pulls him back to his feet and sets up the Flatliner that we witnessed earlier...
Reggie Stallworth: REALITY CHECK!!! It’s over...
David Wright: Wait a second, ROB FAITH FROM BEHIND ON X-T-C!!
Reggie Stallworth: Faith just sent X-T-C crashing to the outside, why the hell would he do that? This is an elimination match, if X-T-C eliminates Keo then that just leaves them to fight amongst themselves.
David Wright: I think Faith is pissed at Keo knocking him in to the crowd...
Faith climbs the ropes now and sets up Keo below him, leaping off the ropes and connecting with an awesome looking Shooting Star Leg Drop on Keo...
David Wright: LEAP OF FAITH 2099!!! IT’S DONE!!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!!
Reggie Stallworth: And we’re down to two!! Incredible effort by Eric Keo though, that kid has a world of potential!
The bell rings for the fourth time in this contest.
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen, ERIC KEO HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!
The fans actually cheer for the somewhat unpopular Keo as he rolls from the ring and kicks the guard rail, frustrated that he couldn’t get the win. He struggles up the ramp holding his ribs from the impact of the Leap of Faith 2099 as back in the ring Faith and X-T-C square up to one another. X-T-C holds out his arm for a test of strength but Faith just kicks it away and X-T-C tackles him to the mat, unloading with right hands to the face of Faith. Faith tries to cover up, rolling over to the ropes and grabbing the bottom rope to force the referee to get X-T-C off of him. X-T-C waits all the way until four before finally rolling off and tries to instantly follow up once again but Faith swings out his legs, tripping up the larger man. Faith kips back to his feet but so does X-T-C and the fans pop as they stare one another down. X-T-C goes for another right hand but Faith blocks it, pushing X-T-C back against the ropes on one side of the ring while running the ropes on the other, driving a massive forearm to the face of X-T-C in the middle of the ring. He kips back to his feet yet again and as X-T-C struggles back up holding his face Faith grabs him, dropping him to the mat with a massive double-leg spinebuster.
David Wright: Good god the ring shook with the impact of that!!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
Reggie Stallworth: TWO AND A HALF AND THE SHOULDERS UP!!
David Wright: I’m not sure how many more shots like that either guy can take.
Faith rolls back to his feet and runs the ropes, stopping just before he reaches X-T-C and nails a little breakdance before dropping down with the leg drop across the throat of X-T-C. Chase grabs at his throat obviously struggling to breathe right as Faith grabs him by the hair and pulls him back up again but X-T-C manages a counter, whipping Faith toward the corner. Faith quickly runs up the ropes though, leaping off and catching X-T-C with a Whisper In The Wind that takes them both crashing to the mat.
David Wright: Look at the athleticism!!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
Reggie Stallworth: AND SOMEHOW X-T-C KICKS OUT AGAIN!!
David Wright: I think Faith is getting frustrated. He needs to keep his cool here, one more big move and this one is over.
Rob Faith begins to beg the referee to count faster but the referee reiterates that it was just a two count. Faith gets back to his feet and pulls X-T-C up, attempting to set up for a pumphandle but X-T-C flips himself over, catching Faith with a kick as he does so that causes some separation. Faith tries to follow back in again but X-T-C catches him with a Spear out of nowhere. Struggling to get back to his feet now X-T-C signals for the end, pulling Faith up and attempting to set up the Flatliner we’ve already seen twice already but Faith has it scouted, countering with a series of vicious elbow shots to the side of the head. He pushes X-T-C off toward the ropes and X-T-C comes back with an attempted clothesline but Faith gets his arm up as well and they knock one another down in the middle of the ring...
Reggie Stallworth: What a contest this turned out to be. Considering how it started I thought it was going to be a walk over for one of these men.
David Wright: Now it looks like whoever’s up first could get the victory...
Reggie Stallworth: Seriously, do they pay you just to say clichéd stuff like that?
Faith’s the first one to his feet but X-T-C is literally half a second behind. The two men stagger around the ring for a moment before X-T-C swings with a right hand, staggering Faith back a step. Faith comes back with a huge right of his own, staggering X-T-C back a step this time. X-T-C unloads with another right hand but Faith nails a kick to the gut this time instead, doubling X-T-C over in pain. He quickly grabs him, setting him up for what seems like a powerbomb but rather than releasing his legs Faith just drops X-T-C’s body down instead, hooking his arms with his legs and exposing the whole of his body...
David Wright: We’ve all seen this move before, or at least something similar!! Looks like there may be a CLASH of STYLES here!!
Quite incredibly however X-T-C isn’t ready to be beaten yet and manages to get his arms free before Faith can drop down. Faith struggles to rehook the arms and X-T-C uses that moment to his advantage, using every bit of leg and abdominal strength that he’s got left to actually do a huge situp on to Faith’s shoulders, raking his eyes for the separation...
Reggie Stallworth: Holy crap, that has to be the sit-up from hell!!
...with Rob Faith holding his eyes X-T-C drops back down to his feet and sets up his favoured finisher...
David Wright: REALITY CHECK FOR THE THIRD TIME TONIGHT!!!
Reggie Stallworth: WHAT A COUNTER!! I still can’t believe he did that...
ONE!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!!!
The bell rings and the fans react with a mixed response, impressed by the showing of X-T-C but it’s quite obvious that the majority still don’t like him. "The Kill" by 30 Seconds to Mars blasts across the PA system as the referee raises X-T-C’s hand in triumph.
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen the winner of the Six Pack Challenge, Xavier Thomas Chase – X-T-C!!
Chase raises his arms triumphantly and rolls from the ring leaving Rob Faith standing in the middle of the ring holding his head and just staring up the ramp at X-T-C as he walks to the back.
David Wright: So close, and yet so far for Rob Faith on his PDW Pay Per View debut.
Reggie Stallworth: Considering he came so close on more than one occasion though this kid has talent, there’s no doubting that. I just hope he doesn’t let his frustration for losing here get the best of him.
David Wright: He has a bright future in PDW, that’s for sure, but X-T-C is your winner tonight!
In the arena’s parking lot, we find our ever so cheerful Angel Deveraux skulking along. A tight fitting t-shirt that reads “J’taime PDW!” clings to her petite from as she scans the area surrounding her. No one knows if she has lost something or someone but that seems to be the case as she strolls on, her heading turning each and everyway as she looks around. She slips her hands into the pockets of her jeans and suddenly comes to a slow stop, her eyes focused straight ahead.
Angel: Hey!
She begins a slow jog in the direction she’d been calling in. The camera suddenly pans around to reveal PDW’s head honcho leaning against a town car all alone. Her dark hair hands low in front of her eyes as she stares at her younger sister approaching blankly. Angel at last reaches her, somewhat out of breath.
Angel: There you are. I’ve been looking all over for you! I thought we were going to arrive together?
Star stares at her for a moment longer in silence before she takes a deep, exasperated breath, which drags out a look of concern in Angel.
Angel: Tired already? But the show has barely started!
Star continues to look at her, not saying a word.
Angel: My goodness. What’s the matter. And what are you doing out here?
Still, nothing.
Angel: What happened? Did someone say something to you? You look a little…spooked.
Star: No, no. Not spooked. Just got a lot on my mind is all.
Angel: Well, alright then. I just wanted to find you to let you know that I’ve decided to take a bit more initiative around here. Once again I’m stuck under someone who sees fit to turn me into their work horse. Honestly, when was the last time anyone has seen Mercedes? Some Directrix she is. I believe the job should be mine but…
Star: Alright…
Angel pauses, seemingly both confused and caught off guard by her sister’s sudden response.
Angel: I’m sorry?
Star: You’re right. You work hard. Very hard. You deserve the job. So it is yours.
Angel: Really?! Oh! Merci, ma soeur! J’adore, tujours!
Angel excitedly throws her arms around Star as the eerily calm woman smiles warmly in acceptance, but the sisterly moment isn’t too last very long. An unknown man suddenly approaches the two of them, a thick folder tucked under his right arm. Soon, the two women both turn to face him.
Unknown Man: I’m looking for Star. One of you her?
They continue to look at him just before Star pulls Angel behind her. Just as she begins to open her mouth with a smart remark, her eyes land on the folder that he begins to pull out and retrieve papers from.
Star: That’d be me. Why?
He then takes a packet of papers and slides it into her hands.
Unknown Man: Here you go…
Star suspiciously looks over the packet as the man pulls out a pen, looks her over, and seemingly begins to record what he sees. He then nods at both she and Angel before heading off just as quietly as he come. And he was obviously a bearer of bad news, for the look on Star’s face says it all.
Angel: What? What is it?
Star doesn’t answer. She just looks at her sister, panic etched all across her pretty face just before the scene fades to commercial.
Platinum Cup Round #1: Shock Treatment Match
Aurora Snow vs Reminiscence
David Wright: Now what the hell is a shock treatment match exactly?
Reggie Stallworth: Look, man. We got damn near the same job. If you don’t know this shit then why you think I do?
The camera cuts to Sammantha Jinx in the ring.
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen. The following contest is a shock treatment match and it is to advance to round two of the Platinum Cup tournament. Introducing first. She weighs in at 120 pounds. From Los Angeles, California…REMINISCENCE!!
“A Lighter Shade of Brown” by Latin Activity blasts over the PA system. Reminiscence, along with her manager, makes her way out from behind the black curtain and heads straight for the ring.
Sammantha Jinx: And her opponent. Weighing in at 130 pounds….AURORA SNOW!!!
“To Be Loved” blasts over the pa as Aurora steps out on the ramp, fixing the elbow pads on her elbows, looking quite perturbed due to her anger towards Remi, she slaps a couple hands but mostly sneers at the fans as she passes by. She climbs the steps getting into the ring quickly under the second rope, a nasty sneer on her face, as she tests the ropes waiting for the bell to ring.
Reggie Stallworth: I can see this being a good ass match.
David Wright: Honestly, so can I.
The camera pans above the ring to where a black item hangs from the ceiling. Upon closer inspection it appears to be…a taser gun?
David Wright: Is that what I think it is?
Reggie Stallworth: Oh…OH! I get it now! Ha! Shock therapy! You get it?! That’s funny!
David Wright: God you’re dense…
Both women are in the ring, as well as fellow woman, referee T.C. Payne. She pulls both women into the center of the ring and appears to talk to them, apparently relaying the rules of the match to them. Their eyes stay trained on one another the whole time. But before T.C. even has the chance to finish Aurora shoves her out of her way and spears Remi to the mat. With no hesitation Aurora begins laying into her with furious fists, blasting Remi with punch after punch to the head as Boston fans go wild at the explosive beginning! Aurora lifts Remi’s head up and slaps her hard across the face with a mocking smile, just before she slams the back of her head against the canvas one hard time for good measure. Aurora then climbs to her feet and climbs to the top rope, coming down with a hard hit to the head of Remi using both hands. She then goes crazy with stomps to any part of Remi’s body that her foot can reach. Aurora then pulls Remi to her feet, grabs Remi's arm and twists it hard, throwing it behind her back using her own leg to trip up remi while still holding her arm and causing it to lock up, she releases her arm and stomps her hard in the back.
David Wright: Wow! Aurora’s on fire already! How long has it been since this woman has actually wrestled again?!
Reggie Stallworth: I don’t know but what the hell did Reminiscence do?! Do you see Aurora’s face? Looks like she’s trying to punish Remi for something!
David Wright: For thinking she’s on Aurora’s level?
Reggie Stallworth: Could be…
Aurora continues her assault on Remi but in the middle of one last kick, Remi catches Aurora’s foot in her hand and shoves her back hard. She then flips to her feet and flattens Aurora with a clothesline. As soon as Aurora pops back to her feet Remi nails her with yet another. But again, a resilient Aurora Snow leaps up once again, this time to receive a nice standing dropkick from Remi. This time Aurora stays down. Remi slouches against the ropes, using this idle opportunity to catch her breath and regain her composure. After doing so, she suddenly drops down to the mat and rolls out of the ring. Remi then slips under the ring and pulls out a huge ladder. At the sight of this the fans react tremendously, prompting a slight smile from Remi. She picks up the ladder and tosses it over the top rope with much effort, making sure it lands right across Aurora Snow’s legs in the process in the process. The young blonde screams out in pain as Remi slides under the ropes and retrieves the ladder.
David Wright: Reminiscence has turned the tables on this matter somewhat and has already gotten out the ladder!
Reggie Stallworth: And she just threw the damn ladder on Aurora! I know that shit had to hurt!
David Wright: And Remi’s now setting up that ladder to achieve the foal of this match. To retrieve that taser guy and shock the holy hell out of your opponent!
With the ladder now standing tall, Remi grabs onto one of the rungs and begins to make her ascension. As she does so, Aurora, who has now drags herself over to the ropes, using the ropes to pull herself to her feet. As she does so her eyes immediately fall on Remi making her way up the ladder. Aurora halfway throws herself across the ring and latches on to the foot of Remi. With one huge, mighty tug Aurora yanks Remi off of the ladder, sending her crashing to the mat! Seconds later the ladder too comes crashing down, right over Remi’s torso! Aurora catches wind of this and immediately performs a guillotine leg drop right onto the ladder, smashing it down into Remi in the process. In a matter of seconds Aurora is rolling off of Remi, grimacing in pain as her last move has caused her damage as well. She rolls around on the mat obviously in pain as Remi lies completely immobilized beneath the ladder. Aurora finds the strength to begin pulling herself up to her feet, favoring her right leg once there as a result of the leg drop. Se then pulls the ladder off of Remi and once again sets it up. Reminiscence stirs before slowly regaining her mobility. She climbs slowly to her feet just as Aurora begins to climb. Remi makes her way around the ladder to the other side and begins climbing right along with Aurora.
David Wright: Both women are making their way up the ladder with a purpose. Especially Remi. Look at her go!
Reggie Stallworth: I know, right?! You’d think the cops were chasing her or something! And she’s from L.A. so they probably are!
Even with Aurora’s head start Remi shoots up the ladder like lightning and meets her opponent at the top. Aurora doesn’t notice just how close Remi is to her until Remi hits her with a hard, closed fist shot to the face. Aurora attempts to shake it off and fires back with a hit of her own but Remi blocks her shot and punches her hard again. Aurora swings again, this time connecting with the side of Remi’s head. The ladder shakes underneath their movement. Remi grabs Aurora by the back of the head and bounces her face right off the top of the ladder not once, not twice, but three times! Remi then hits her with one final punch that sends Aurora sailing to the canvas below and leaving Remi alone on the ladder. Her manager watches and cheers her on from the outside as Remi reaches for the taser gun, but it is too far to grab. Remi climbs up a few more rungs and at last stretches her arm out far to grasp the taser gun and yank it from its holdings! Just as she does Aurora pushes the ladder out from under her and Remi lands hard on her back, keeping the only taser firm within her grasp.
Reggie Stallworth: Remi got the taser! She got it!
David Wright: But she has to USE it in order to win the match!
Reggie Stallworth: Damn, this shit is NOT gonna feel good!
David Wright: Tell me about it! Where does Star come up with this stuff?!
Aurora sets her sights right on Remi and goes for her immediately just before Remi lunges at her with the taser gun! Aurora immediately jumps back and stares wide eyed and cautiously at the taser wielding LA native. Aurora begins to circle Remi as Remi keeps on the offensive, attempting to connect the taser with Aurora’s body in vain. In one near fatal lunge attempt Aurora manages to kick Remi in the gut. She then grabs the hand the holds the taser and uses her other one to toss Remi into a headlock. Remi begins punching away at Aurora’s gut but Aurora doesn’t let go. She squeezes Remi’s hand until she at last drops the taser. Aurora then runs forward and smashes her face right into the mat with a bulldog! Immediately afterwards Aurora scrambles for the taser gun! Remi raises herself up off the mat just as Aurora jams the taser gun into her side, sending a shock all through Remi’s body! T.C. Payne calls for the bell!!!
Sammantha Jinx: Here is your winner and advancing in the Platinum Cup Tournament…AURORA SNOW!!!
Reggie Stallworth: Damn, that was crazy.
David Wright: It sure once. Aurora comes out on top and advancing in the tournament but not without a fight from Reminiscence!
Reggie Stallworth: I just love her name…
The scene cuts backstage and you see none other than Blake Selters stepping out of his office with a big smile on his face. He was dressed in an all white tuxedo and holding what looked like contracts in his hand. Blake held the door opened and looked back into the office though it wasn’t clear whom he was talking to or why but whomever it was kept Blake in a good mood as he smiled. You see a couple of people pass by, trying to peak in the room only for Blake to look at them, causing them to walk away before finally looking back into the office.
Blake: I’ll file these for you and I will be official. Welcome to the PDW. Make it your playground. For now sit back, relax, enjoy yourself
Male Voice: We have our own plans.
Blake: Plans you say? Well…
Blake suddenly stops talking and closes the door before turning his attention to his left where we see Layla and Kayla standing with smiles on their faces. The smile fades on Blake’s face and turns to one of seriousness as he puts his left hand in his pants pockets and just stares at the women for a moment as if annoyed by their presence.
Blake: Something I can help you ladies with? Kayla: Who is that in your office?
Blake simply smirked as he couldn’t believe she actually expected him to answer that. His smirk becomes a bit of a laugh until Kayla is shoved to the side by Layla. Layla stepped forward and stood face to face with Blake.
Layla Come on. Between you and me. I saw the contracts in your hand. With all your money, you brought in some main eventer didn’t you? Someone that’s gonna shock the world. What would it take for me to get the answers I want from you?
Layla gives Blake a playful wink, hoping her little flirts would have some effect on Blake. Blake places his arm on Layla’s shoulder and smiles causing her to smile even more. Kayla could be seen being a little pissed at how her sister was getting her answers and looked away. Blake turned to face Layla and then held his arms out for a hug. Layla gladly hugs Blake as he whispers in her ear.
Blake: Get lost before you get fired…
Layla stepped backwards and looked at Blake with a bit of shock on her face. Blake nodded reassuring her he was dead serious causing Layla to turn and walk away. Kayla stood laughing at what had happen to her sister before noticing Blake looking at her as well. Her smile faded and she quickly headed off, following her sister. Blake watched them leave and then slowly turned his attention back toward the door to his office, opening it up once more.
Blake: Now you were saying about plans…
Blake walks into the office once more and closes the door behind him as the view cuts back to ringside.
Reggie Stallworth: Could Blake have signed some big star and just what plans do they have hear tonight.
David Wright: Anything is possible on a night like tonight!
Platinum Cup Round #1: First Blood Match
Kingpin vs Jason Stone
Sammantha Jinx The following match is a First Blood Match where the winner will advance in the Platinum cup Tournament. Introducing firs at 6’5” and 291 pounds… The KINGPIN!!!!
“Hello Brooklyn” by Jay Z hits and the crowd erupts in boos as The Kingpin slowly makes his way to the ring with a serious look on his face and a pair of brass knuckles in his hand.
Sammantha Jinx And his opponent in this match up, standing at 6’3” and weighing in at 256 pounds…JASON STONE!!!!!!!!
The Lights dim as fireworks shoot from the left to the right of the entrance ramp and back and "Cocky" By kid Rock hits on the P.A. system. as the song gets to the part that says, Say What? Say How? Say Who? Fuck What? Fuck Me? Fuck you? When the last part hits he emerges with a smirk on his face looking at the crowd he walks with a swagger down toward the ring and walks up the steps and through the ropes bouncing off the top rope a couple of times.
Reggie Stallworth:This one should be great. The power of the Kingpin versus the speed of Jason Stone.
David Wright: Kingpin came prepared as he has brass knuckles and he’s going right after Jason Stone.
Kingpin shoves the referee down and goes to nail Stone with the brass knuckles but Stone rolls right under it. Stone turns and begins rocking Kingpin with rights and lefts. He backs up and bounces off the ropes but runs right into a clothesline by Kingpin. Kangpin goes to punch Stone again and he moves. Kingpin punches the mat and gets a low blow kick from Stone. Stone manages to take the brass knuckles off of Kingpin. Stone backs up and gets a running start, looking to nail Kingpin with the brass knuckles. Kingpin catches Stone coming in and nails him with a huge spine buster. Kingpin looks down at Stone, takes the brass knuckles from him and then shakes his head tossing them into the crowd before rolling out of the ring.
Reggie Stallworth: Kingpin tossing the brass knuckles away. I don’t know how smart that was as one shot could have won him the match.
David Wright: I have to agree. That may not have been the smartest…Oh boy I see why now.
The Kingpin, reaches under the ring and pulls out a baseball bat. A sick smile comes across his face as he slides back in the ring and watches Stone get up.. Kingpin swings but Stone ducks it. Stone bounces off the ropes and catches Kingpin with a chop block to the knee. Kingpin drops to one knee and gets a dropkick to the face from Stone. Stone quickly goes to the top rope and looks down at The Kingpin. He leaps off going for a double foot stomp but The Kingpin gets a foot up. Stone lands hard against his foot and then falls face first to the mat. The Kingpin gets up slowly and grabs the bat. He begins nailing Stone with a series of shots to his body and legs with the bat as Stone rolls around, screaming in pain before finally rolling out of the ring.
Reggie Stallworth: I’m starting to like the sadistic streak of this Kingpin. He wants to Punish Jason Stone before he finishes him off.
David Wright: He better hope that doesn’t come back to haunt him.
Reggie Stallworth: Oh be quiet. You are always looking at the negative.
Kingpin rolls out of the ring and catches Stone in the midsection with the Bat as he tries to get up. Stone drops to his knees and Kingpin looks to be ready to deliver a shot to the head when Stone low blows Kingpin. Kingpin drops to his knees and drops the bat as Stone crawls away. Stone gets up and grabs a a chair before stumbling back toward The Kingpin. He nails Kingpin across the back with the chair causing Kingpin to yell out in pain. Kingpin drops face first to the floor and Stone jabs the chair into his neck. Kingpin rolls around holding his neck only to have Stone nail him with the chair across the back once more. Stone throws the chair into the ring and then nails Kingpin with a stiff right hand before rolling in the ring.
David Wright: Kingpin may now be regretting not ending this when he had a chance.
Reggie Stallworth: Well I’m not sure Jason Stone will make that mistake as it looks like he has his own ideas.
Stone rolls in the ring and immediately starts to untie the turnbuckle pad, exposing the turnbuckle. He goes over and grabs the Kingpin, trying to slam him head first into the turnbuckle. Kingpin blocks it and tries to send Stone head first , Stone drops down out of the way and rolls out the ring. He points to his head, saying he is to smart for that only to get grabbed by Kingpin. Kingpin pulls Stone back up on the ring apron, but Stone grabs him and drops down sending Kingpin neck first across the top rope. Kingpin stumbles away falling back in the corner. Stone rolls in the ring and charges at Kingpin. Kingpin catches Stone coming in and elevates him over the top ropes Stone falls chest first across the ring steps and then to the arena floor.
David Wright: Kingpin may now be regretting not ending this when he had a chance.
Reggie Stallworth: Well I’m not sure Jason Stone will make that mistake as it looks like he has his own ideas.
Stone holds his knee a it looked like he jammed it, landing on the floor. Kingpin rolls out of the ring and tries to pick Stone up but Stone could barely stone. He presses Stone over his head and tosses him back in the ring before looking under the ring. Kingpin pulls out a lead pipe and smiles before climbing up on the ring apron. Stone gets up an charges, nailing Kingpin with a forearm shot. Kingpin falls backwards off the ring apron and lands hard on the arena floor. Stone drops to one knee and tries to shake the effects of earlier. He heads up to the top rope and leaps off nailing Kingpin with the double stomp on the arena floor but damages his knee again and stumbles away in pain. He grabs a chair and limps back toward Kingpin looking to nail him in the head but Kingpin gets to his knees and meets Stone with a head butt to the midsection.
David Wright: This is more of survival match. You know someone’s gonna bleed here but both men are looking to make damn sure it’s not them.
Reggie Stallworth: Overstating the obvious again I see. Would you want to be the one to make that one mistake?
David Wright: You have a point there but who does that give the advantage to is the question.
Stone stumbles away but manages to roll back into the ring still holding on to the chair. Kingpin start to get up and into the ring catching Stone with a shoulder to the midsection as he does. Stone drops the chair and drops to his knees but Kingpin picks hi m right back up. He whips Stone into the exposed turnbuckle and Stone stumbles out of the corner with a pained expression on his face holding his back and gets caught with a high kick to the side of the head. Stone looks to be out of it as Kingpin rolls out of the ring and grabs the ring steps. He slides the ring steps in the ring and then starts to climb back in. Suddenly Stone gets up and nails Kingpin with S-T-Owned. Both wrestlers go down without moving as the referee begins to check on them both.
Reggie Stallworth: If this had been a regular match. A cover right here may have gotten the win for Jason Stone.
David Wright: I’m not sure Kingpin is moving already. His reputation as being tough as shoe leather may not be an exaggeration.
Kingpin rolls over and starts to get up but Stone gets up first. He grabs the chair and wedged it into the corner with the exposed turnbuckle before going after Kingpin. Stone backs Kingpin into the corner and begins nailing him with right hands to the jaw and kicks to the midsection. He goes to whip Kingpin across the ring but Kingpin reverse it sending Stone into the corner. Stone hits hard against the chair and exposed turnbuckle. He stumbles out of the corner right into The Hustla Bustla by Kingpin. Kingpin stands over the fallen Stone and tells him time to get bloody before looking around . Kingpin rolls out of the ring and grabs the huge wrench again. He slides in the ring and stands over Stone. . He goes to nail Stone with the wrench but gets a low blow kick from Stone. Kingpin drops the wrench and drops face first to the mat as Stone starts to pull himself up.
David Wright: Stone can take control here. No matter how tough Kingpin is a blow like that will bring him down.
Reggie Stallworth: Wouldn’t work on you though would it?
David Wright: Well I…What do you mean by that?
Stone rolls out of the ring, rolling Kingpin out with him as he does. He pulls Kingpin to his feet and tries to whip him into the ring steps but Kingpin holds on to Stone’s arm and tries to pull him into a clothesline. Stone ducks it and nails Kingpin with a drop knocking him backwards into the railing. He quickly picks up a chair and goes to nail Kingpin with it but Kingpin moves out of the way. Stone goes to nail Kingpin again but Kingpin tackles Stone and drives him back first into the ring apron. Stone drops to his knees and Kingpin drags him over to the ring steps. He goes to slam Stone’s head into the ring steps but Stone blocks it and nails Kingpin with a series of elbows to the midsection. Stone tries to slam Kingpin’s head into the steps now but Kingpin gets his huge arms up blocking the contact with his head before stumbling away with Stone going right behind him.
Reggie Stallworth: Stone knows he has the Kingpin reeling Maybe we should say he smells blood but can he capitalize on it?
David Wright: That is the question of the day and lets not say that.
Stone jumps on Kingpins back trying to take Kingpin Down but Kingpin just holds him there. You see a look of Anger grow in Kingpins eyes as he falls backwards sending all of his weight down on Stone. Kingpin gets up and Stone rolls around holding the back of his head and the referee checks for blood. Kingpin pulls Stone up and puts him on his shoulders. He charges for the ring post, looking to launch Stone face first into it but Stone drops down behind Kingpin. Hooks him and takes him down with a Reverse DDT. Kingpin now rolls around holding the back of head as the referee checks for blood. Stone walks away looking under the ring. He finally pulls out a 2x4 wrapped in barbed wire causing the crowd to erupt in cheers as he holds it up in the air.
David Wright: Oh boy we just got a lot more serious now.
Reggie Stallworth: I would say so and listen to this crowd and you say the world doesn’t like violence<.p> David Wright: Wait. I never said that.
Stone goes around toward the Kingpin but Kingpin sees him and tries to get away. Kingpin rolls in the rig but Stone quickly rolls in from the opposite direction. Kingpin turns and Stone charges only to have Kingpin roll out o f the ring. Stone swings at him with the 2x4 barely missing The Kingpin’s head. The Kingpin reaches in and grabs Stone’s legs pulling him of the ring part of the way and slamming Stone’s keg into the ring apron. Stone yells out in pain but manages to keep the 2x4. Kingpin grabs a chair and both men stand staring at each other.. Stone swings the 2x4 but Kingpin blocks it with the chair. Kingpin swings the chair at Stone’s head but Stone ducks under it. Both men turn to ace each other but Stone is a bit quicker , he just manages to miss Kingpin with the 2x4 and Kingpin falls down. Kingpin starts to beg off as he backs toward the ring steps.
Reggie Stallworth: Kingpin is trapped. This one is over. Stone is gonna give the finally blow and no way barbed wire doesn’t draw blood.
David Wright: It does appear to all over for the Kingpin.
Stone gets ready to nail Kingpin when suddenly Kingpin reaches up and nails Stone in the midsection with a punch. Stone doubles over in pain and drops the 2x4 and looks to be having a hard time breathing as Kingpin gets up. Kingpin looks around and holds up a second pair of brass knuckles he had slipped on his hand. H e turns and nails Stone in the head with the brass knuckles knocking him down but then repeatedly nails him until blood starts to flow and he referee calls for the bell. Kingpin nails Stone a few more times before standing up ad holding his fist in the air.
Samanntha Jinx And here is your winner...The KINGPIN!!
Reggie Stallworth: Kingpin had us all fooled. Now we know why he threw away the first brass knuckles. He wanted Stone to see it drop his guard. That’s what I call being street smart.
David Wright: Well it Definitely worked as Kingpin walked away with the win.
We fade to the Pantheon locker room where we see Pete Ebdon with his feet up enjoying the show so far on a large monitor in the corner of the room and Jaxx lacing up his boots for his match later in the night. Ebdon picks up a pad next to him on which he’s written literally hundreds of notes on the show so far already and begins writing again as Jaxx looks up curiously.
Nicholas Jaxx: Ok dude, you’re going to need to tell me what the fuck you’re writing on that pad.
Pete Ebdon: This? Notes!
Nicholas Jaxx: On what? The fuck you scouting guys like Kingpin for? Seriously, I could beat him with one cock-slap across the face.
Ebdon just laughs and continuing writing...
Pete Ebdon: If we’re going to continue this little movement Nick then first of all it’s good to know who we’re potentially up against, and secondly it’s useful to know a thing or two about the people you’re potentially recruiting.
Nicholas Jaxx: You’re recruiting guys without talking to me about it?
Pete Ebdon: It’s not official yet, you don’t need to know.
Jaxx is about to say something else but Payne walks through the door wearing absolutely nothing and dripping wet where he’s obviously just stepped out of the shower. Ebdon just shakes his head and continues writing but Jaxx shields his eyes desperately, trying to stop himself from gagging.
Nicholas Jaxx: Oh shit dude, put some fucking clothes on!
Payne looks up confused.
Joshua Payne: Why are you in my bathroom? And why is there a TV in here?
Nicholas Jaxx: It’s a fucking GROUP locker room asswipe! We’re meant to share this shit and I don’t need to be getting a look at your goddamn wang when I’m preparing for my match tonight!
Payne just shrugs and begins towelling himself down, purposely exposing himself to Jaxx some more just to wind him up. Jaxx eventually throws his arms up in the air annoyed and storms from the room as Ebdon looks up without so much as a hint of a smile.
Pete Ebdon: Put some damn pants on and stop winding him up. He’s got a big match tonight that we can’t afford for him to lose.
Joshua Payne: If he didn’t shower me in confetti I wouldn’t need to shower.
Ebdon just sighs and continues writing notes.
Joshua Payne: Did Stone win?
Pete Ebdon: Do you really care?
Joshua Payne: Not really, no.
Pete Ebdon: That’s what I thought.
Payne finally slips in to some pants as we fade out again.
Platinum Cup Round #1: No Disqualification Match
Draven vs. Ryan Atticus
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a No Disqualification Match for PDW’s Platinum Cup Tournament. Introducing first, he hails from Orange County California…RYAN ATTICUS!!!
The camera hits the rampways as "Sugar We're Goin Down" by Fall Out Boy Ryan Atticus' entrance music blasts throughout the entire arena as he appears at the helm of the ramp with a cocky smirk across his face. He slowly makes his way down the ramp smirking before sliding into the ring and looking around at the audience awaiting his opponent.. Around the ring is strewn many possible weapons, there are traffic signs, mops, brooms, trash cans and chairs and that's only a few items..
Sammantha Jinx: And his opponent, also from Orange County…the “Dangerouns Enigma” DRAVEN!!!
The camera pans back to the rampway as.. "Breathe Into Me" by RED hits the airways as the lyrics play loudly..
And this is how it feels when I ignore the words you spoke to me
And this is where I lose myself when I keep running away from you
And this is who I am when, when I don't know myself anymore
And this is what I choose when it's all left up to me..
I can feel you
I'm falling, falling faster
Breathe your life into me
I still need you
I'm falling, falling
Breathe into me
Breathe into me
Draven comes jogging down the ramp as smoke fills in place of the blasted pyros. He drops high-fives down the line, doing it evenly on both sides, as he easily slides crossways into the ring. He fills himself with the full hyperness coming from the crowd. He bounces up an down continuously for a few moments ...
And this is how I break apart when I finally hit the ground
And this is how it hurts when I pretend I don't feel any pain
And this is how I disappear when I throw myself away
Breathe your life into me
I can feel you
I'm falling, falling faster
Breathe your life into me
I still need you
I'm falling, falling
Breathe into me
Breathe into me
Breathe into me
Breathe into me
David Wright: Now, this here is a pretty anticipated match after last week’s Debut Battle Royal. These two men definitely stole the show. Draven’s antics with the ladder alone was enough to make it memorable!
Reggie Stallworth: Damn right. The boy is CRAZY! Even though he didn’t come out on top he still made his impact on PDW that night! And you know everyone just wanted to see them lock up again!
David Wright: Yes indeed. With that showing both men secured long, fruitful careers within Platinum Dynasty Wrestling.
The bell rings, it's an important decider the Platinum Cup on the line in a No-DQ Match, the bell rings as the two men lock up. Ryan throws Draven to the ring, running at him with a clothes but Draven is too quick ducking it and kicking Ryan in the back with a drop kick sending him through the ropes to the outside. Draven walks over and starts to go through the ropes at Ryan who's lying face down on the mat ouside. Draven drops to the mat as he reaches for Ryan, Ryan grabs Draven's belt and pulls down driving Draven's ribs into the ring apron above him. Draven grabs his ribs as Ryan stands up with a sign he grabbed from under the ring in his hands, he holds it high about to hit Draven with it as Draven recovers and returns the favor driving Ryan into the ring apron. Ryan drops the sign as Draven grabs him and hits an inverted atomic drop and clotheslines Ryan to the mat. Picking him back up Draven rams his head into the nearby ring steps with a loud thud. Ryan holds his head as Draven grabs his hair and pulls him to his feet, Draven hits a vertical suplex into a ddt bringing Ryan back down to the mat, he grabs him up again and rolls him into the ring and grabbing a few weapons, a chair, mop, Singapore cane, a sign saying "STOP" and trash can lid. He throws these into the ring one by one as he climbs in, he goes for the cover on Ryan, who hasn't moved since being rolled into the ring moments ago. He hooks the leg for the cover.
ONE…
TWO…Kick out!
David Wright: Weapons are already flying all over the place as these two daredevils clash!
Reggie Stallworth: Now I’m just waiting for a damn skull to be caved in! This show won’t be shit unless half the roster is on the injured list!
Ryan kicks out as Draven rolls to his feet.. Ryan stands up as Draven comes at him again.. The two men lock up, Ryan grabs Draven hitting him with a brutal european upper cut, throwing him into the nearby ropes and hits him with a snap suplex. Standing Ryan grabs the chair from nearby, raises it and BAM! Down on Draven's left knee.. a succession of shots..1..2..3..4..5. the fans boo cause their man is down.. Draven is screaming in pain, holding his leg as Ryan grabs the chair, semi opening it he places Draven's leg inside it. For good measure he kicks Draven across the face smirking evilly as he then climbs the nearby turnbuckle, He gets to the top and facing the crowd he signals for the NEWPORT, turning back to his oppoent Draven has somehow kicked the chair partly off of his leg but it's still locked around the ankle.. Ryan signals again as laughing he jumps off the top turnbuckle, Draven rolls out of the way as BAM! Ryan hits the canvas hard. Both men are down as the ref starts to count.. 1..2..3..4.. Draven struggles to the ropes and starts making his way up.. 5..6.. Ryan is slowly getting up using the turnbuckle as leverage, 7..8..9 Draven is now hobbling slightly from the chair shots but standing. Ryan is standing Draven tries to run at Ryan, Ryan thinks quick and drop toe holds Draven's sore leg and Draven lands on the middle rope hanging there. Ryan runs off the nearby ropes and lands on Draven's head and neck causing Draven to roll to the canvas. Ryan grabs the singapore cane and walks over to Draven, lifting it to swing Draven blocks it with a chop to the neck followed by a quick reflex DDT.
David Wright: Draven’s quick thinking and agility may have just saved him the match there. That was a fairly vicious move from Atticus!
Reggie Stallworth: Yeah, and Draven needs to watch out. Ryan pulling moves like THAT is what took home the win for him last week!
Draven and Ryan lock up for another instance, this time Ryan hip tosses Draven, Draven reverses and sends Ryan over the top rope. Ryan grabs the tope rope and lands on the ring apron, holding the top rope with both hands he jumps and kicks Draven in the stomach sending him back into the ring and sending Draven back holding his stomach. Draven comes over the Ryan, Ryan ducks a punch grabing the trash can from the canas and smashing Draven across the face. Draven gets busted open as he stumbles back towards the top rope. Ryan clotheslines Draven as they both go over the top rope to the outside. Ryan grabs a nearby singapore cane and BAM! nails Draven across the head as Draven stumbles away trying to fend off multiple blows from Ryan. Ryan meanwhile stalks his prey Bam! he hits Draven's injured leg and he sends him sprawling. Ryan grabs Draven and hits a swinging neck breaker onto the mat outside. Grabbing Draven he throws him into the same ring steps that Draven introduced him to earlier, Draven hits hard sending the top section of the steps off the bottom section. Draven is holding his shoulder with the force he may have dislocated it. Ryan locks hands with Draven and wrenches down on the arm, extending the muscle and stretching it as Draven yells in pain. He does it again.. and again.. letting go of his hand he delivers a russian leg sweep, he grabs him and rolls him into the ring. Picking him back up he delivers a devastating Spike DDT one of his specialty moves, he sits on Draven's chest and hooks both his legs to pin.
ONE…
TWO…
This time Draven flips Ryan back trying to get a sneaky pin, holding the legs..
ONE…
TWO…KICK OUT!
David Wright: And Draven with the quick but unsuccessful reversal!
Reggie Stallworth: You just gotta point that out, don’t you? I noticed something.
David Wright: Oh boy. And what’s that?
Reggie Stallworth: How you get this job? You don’t do nothing but point out obvious shit.
Ryan rolls to his feet as Draven gets up holding his arm and slightly limping. Ryan laughs at the damage he's inflicted on Draven as the fans continue to boo Ryan from the outside. Ryan reaches to grab Draven who ducks and bouncing off the ropes behind him delivers a facebuster to Ryan onto the canvas.. Raven rolls over, he's busted open as Draven picks his opponent off and throws him to the turnbuckle, running he clotheslines him to the floor. He hooks Ryan's legs and does a Ringpost Figure-Four-Leg Lock. He applies pressure as Ryan screams in pain, Draven keeps the hold in wrenching on Ryan's leg hard as he lets go of the move after a few seconds. Ryan is now the one holding his leg as Draven delivers a leg dop to Ryan's head. Draven stands up and goes to grab Ryan's leg as Ryan kicks Draven across the face sending him back a bit holding his eye and screaming in pain. Ryan rolls out of the ring, he grabs Draven's leg bringing him out of the ring. The two warriors face off, Ryan throws a punch, Draven blocks, Draven throws a punch, Ryan blocks, this continues a few times as Ryan pokes Draven in the eye. Draven holds his injured eye as Ryan backs up, he runs at Draven going to speak him, in the last possible second Draven leap frogs him and Ryan crashes head first into the steel stairs on the opposite side of the ring. The camera zooms in as Ryan has been cut open by the steps, blood pouring onto the mat. Draven grabs him and rolls him into the ring. Picking Ryan up on his shoulders he delivers his patented "Hail Mary", going to hook the leg he changes his mind and hobbles on his injured leg to the turnbuckle, he slowly climbs it as the fans start cheering. Getting to the top he signals his finisher, he flies through the and delivers a devastating Hollywood Suicide on Ryan grabbing both legs and holding them high in the air putting all his weight on Ryan's body as the ref counts..
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!
Sammantha: Here is your winner and advancing in the Platinum Cup tournament…DRAVEN!!!
David Wright: He’s done it! Draven’s evened the odds between him and Ryan Atticus!
We cut to backstage, where PDW crew, staff and EMTs are gathered around a fallen man who lies face-down on the concrete floor. Passers-by stop every so often to see just what's going on, and the crowd seems to be growing thicker and thicker until finally, security officers can be seem making their way through the crowd, gently but firmly working people aside as they reach the scene.
Lead Security Officer: Alright, clear the area, people. What's going on here?
As the crowd disperses, more of the scene comes to light. The man face-down appears to be none other than Reuben Tialata, the Samoan associate of Nicholas Jaxx. He's out cold and appears to be badly hurt by what looks like a heavy blunt impact to the head, hard enough to put the 350-pounder down and out and barely moving. One of the EMTs turns to the lead security officer and speaks.
EMT: Man, are we glad you're here. We've got Reuben Tialata here. Out cold completely. There's no sign of any other injuries or indeed any sign of a scuffle- it looks like whatever happened, somebody took him down with one hit- and it was HARD. Almost definitely a foreign object. Blunt by the look of it. We're gonna have to get him out of here, make sure he's OK.
Lead Security Officer: Damn. Any idea what it could have been?
EMT: We don't know, they didn't leave anything lying around. Except for this, anyway...
The EMT suddenly lifts up a sheet of paper which until then had been lying next to Tialata and hands it to the security officer. The officer's eyes narrow as he reads it, then finally, as he lowers the sheet, his face is baffled. In the meantime, the other EMTs work together, straining hard to get Tialata onto a stretcher.
EMT: What's it say? Any idea of who did it... or why?
Lead Security Officer: It says 'one down...'. That's all.
Security and the PDW backstage staff all look at each other in nothing short of baffled confusion at the statemen, while the EMTs have finally managed to load Tialata onto the stretcher and are wheeling him away from the scene...
Scaffold Match: Cyber Championship
Hannah St. John © vs Rachel Stevens
Sammantha Jinx The Following is a Scaffold match and it is for the PDW Cyber Championship. Introducing first the challenger at 5’1” and 122 pounds… RACHEL STEVENS!!!
The arena goes dark as a mariachi band can be heard playing, followed almost immediately by an explosion of white, gold and purple pyro. "Misery Business" by Paramore starts up.
"I'm in the business of misery,
let's take it from the top
She's got a body like an hourglass
that's tickin like a clock
It's a matter of time before we all run out...
When I thought he was mine
she caught him by the mouth."
Rachel skips out to the stage. She is wearing a black and white halter sports bra, short gold fingerless gloves, a gold thong sticking out of the top of a baggy pair of white UFO silk wind pants, and black and gold ankle-strapped Pumas. Her hair is down and flowing out the bottom of a white and gold luchadora mask, studded with Swarovski crystals.
"I waited eight long months
She finally set him free
I told him I can't lie
he was the only one for me
Two weeks and we had caught on fire
She's got it out for me
But I wear the biggest smile..."
She raises her fists at the audience, as they stand up and cheer loudly. She makes her way down the ramp, slapping hands with fans along the way. Rachel climbs up onto the ring apron and grabs the top rope, facing away from it. She proceeds to flip backwards over the ropes, followed by a clean back handspring, landing in the center of the ring. She faces the audience and puts her head down, pulling the mask off. Rachel throws her head back quickly, her hair snapping backwards in a bleach-blonde and black wave. As she does this, another explosion of pyro goes off, this time coming from the four ringposts.
"Whoa... I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now
Whoa... it was never my intention to brag
To steal it all away from you now"
She throws devil horns in the air with her fists, smiling to the crowd. An eruption of flash photography goes off. Rachel hops up and down, warming up her body for the match ahead.
"But god does it feel so good
Cause I got him where I want him now
And if you could then you know you would
Cause god it just feels so...
It just feels so good"
Sammantha Jinx And now your Champion, standing at 6’4” and weighing in at 175 pounds “The Crystal Rose” Hannah St. JOHN!!!!
"Medieval Times" by Cee-Lo starts to play as the lights dim and turn a dark purple. The video screen lights up showing Various clips of Hannah. We see her first in the ring with a chair in her hand and a few drops of blood coming from the top of her head. The next clip is Hannah jumping in Joseph’s arm as he walks thru a door. Next we see Hannah low blowing someone before nailing her Shinedown Shooting Star Press. The next shot is Hannah and Joseph dancing in a club. We then switch to Hannah holding a world title over her head as she looks exhausted and is covered in sweat and blood. Finally the video starts to replay as we see Hannah emerge first as she looks over the crowd with a emotionless gaze. We then see the 6’11, 305pound frame of Hannah’s husband and manager Joseph St. John emerge. He walks up behind Hannah and leans down putting his arms around her waist and whispering something to her which causing her to smirk almost sadistically. We see them start to walk slowly down the ramp as Hannah smirks at the crowd. Joseph and Hannah stop just short of the ring. Joseph grabs Hannah by her waist and lifts her up on the ring apron and allowing her to climb in the ring before stepping up on the ring apron and then stepping over the top rope. Hannah leans over the ropes and seductively lick her lips as she looks at the crowd. Hannah then turns walking to Joseph who is standing in the middle of the ring. Joseph grabs Hannah and lifts her up pressing his chest against her so she is looking down at him. She places her hands on his cheeks and gives him a kiss before he slowly sets her down not breaking eye contact with her. Joseph slowly climbs out of the ring as Hannah leans back against a turnbuckle waiting for the match to start.
Reggie Stallworth:Both these women are high flyers and risk takers. That won’t help them once they are 15 feet in the air.
David Wright: Hannah has a knee brace on and what effect will that have on her in the match.
Reggie Stallworth:That Definitely has to be a target for Rachel. If Hannah can’t keep her balance. She won’t be able to stay up there long.
Rachel starts to climb one side of the scaffold as Hannah slowly makes her way up the other. They both reach the top and stand slowly looking around at the crowd and how far the fall was before turning their attention to each other. They approach each other carefully , neither wanting to be the one to make a mistake. Rachel looks up at the much taller Hannah and then goes right after Hannah’s knee with a kick. Hannah hops backwards a bit on one leg and then drops to her knees as Rachel moves in . Rachel starts to nail Hannah with forearm shoots but Hannah answers back with a chop across the chest that sends Rachel backwards,. Rachel falls down but manages to stay on the scaffold as she stares at Hannah in shock. Hannah slowly gets to her feet and moves in nailing Rachel with a knee as she tries to get up. Rachel falls to her back but quickly turns over to her hands and knees to avoid being kicked off.
Reggie Stallworth: Smart move by Rachel. You don’t want to find yourself on your back though I could get her on.
David Wright: Ok we know where this is going. No need to finish that statement.
Reggie Stallworth: What? You mean you never have those kind of…never mind I forgot who I was talking to.
Hannah drops to her knees and starts to nail Rachel in the back with climbing blows. Rachel s legs begin to hang off the scaffold and Hannah begins slamming Rachel’s head onto the scaffold. It almost looks as though Rachel was going to lose her grip but manages to get her legs back on the scaffold. Rachel rakes Hannah’s eyes and Hannah starts to back up trying her best to stay on the scaffold while clearing her eyes out so she could see. Rachel slowly crawls toward Hannah and gets up on her knees. She begins nailing Hannah with forearm shots and then slams the back of Hannah’s head against one of the metal parts of the scaffold. Hannah holds the back of her head and Rachel tries to shove her over and off of the scaffold. Hannah struggles to not go over the side and catches Rachel with her own rake of the eyes.
David Wright: Anything goes when you are up there fighting for your survival.
Reggie Stallworth: Indeed it does and we are definitely seeing the claws come out here.
Rachel screams out in pain but is smart enough to roll over on her stomach Hannah crawls over and straddles Rachel’s back. She pulls back on Rachel’s head and begins nailing her with forearm shots before slamming her face into the scaffold. Hannah gets to her feet and then stands with all her weight on Rachel’s head. Rachel screams out in pain but manages to turn and grab one of Hannah’s legs. Hannah falls forward and Rachel holds on to her injured leg and starts to get up. She lifts Hannah’s injured leg up and slamming it into the scaffolding and Hannah now yells out in pain. Rachel does it again and Hannah clutches her knee in pain. Rachel steps over Hannah and walks to the edge of the scaffolding. She turns and takes a few steps toward Hannah and kicks her in the head and Hannah rolls with half her body hanging off the scaffolding.
David Wright: Hannah can barely stand and Rachel could possibly have a separated shoulder.
Reggie Stallworth: This one may come down to who has a body part they can still move.
David Wright: Smart wrestling. Inferno may not be able to hit the Psycho driver with one arm and Noir can’t go to the top rope if he’s dragging one leg behind him.
Rachel begins to nail Hannah in the face with forearm shots forcing Hannah further of the scaffolding. Hannah manages to wrap one of her arms around Rachel’s leg causing her to fall to her back and then manages to get her feet back on to the scaffolding. Hannah manage to get to her hands and knees and begins nailing Rachel with punches. She grabs Rachel by the head and and slams the back of her head into the metal scaffolding and then tries to roll Rachel off of the scaffold. Rachel now hangs off the side and was fighting with everything she had not to fall as Hannah gets to her feet. Hannah kicks Rachel in the head and Rachel slips off and screams out as she almost fell but manages to grip the scaffold with both hands.
David Wright: We may be seeing the beginning of the end for Rachel Stevens here. That’s the last place you want to be in this match.
Reggie Stallworth: I don’t know about that. The last place you’d want to be is falling and missing the ring. Talk about a career ender.
Hannah stands over Rachel as she struggles trying to pull herself up. She stomps on Rachel’s hand and you hear Rachel scream out in pain and let go only to quickly grab hold of the scaffolding again. Hannah drops to her knees and begins prying Rachel’s fingers lose but Rachel manages to grab part of the metal bar frame under the scaffold. She begins making her way toward the steps used to climb to the scaffold and pull herself up. Hannah is right there to meet Rachel and goes to kick Rachel. Rachel manages to land a forearm shot to Hannah’s injured knee and Hannah stumbles backwards, almost falling off the scaffold before dropping to her knees as Rachel makes her way fully back to the scaffold.
David Wright: That was a close one. This match was almost over.
Reggie Stallworth: But again Hannah’s sore knee comes into play. You gotta think Rachel had a plan to target it from the beginning.
David Wright: It also shows the fight of Hannah St. John to get up there with a knee that was less than 100% to start with.
Rachel begins to kick Hannah injured leg repeatedly as Hannah yells out in pain. Rachel drops a knee right to Hannah’s knee causing Hannah to scream out in Pain. Hannah begin to scoot back on the scaffold trying her best to avoid the knee strikes from Rachel. Hannah continues to back up and Rachel kicks her in the chest. Hannah ends up hanging upside down off of the scaffolding but has her leg hooked around one of the metal bars to keep from Falling. As she hangs upside down. Rachel begins to work over Hannah’s knee with kicks and punches and then tries to free the leg so Hannah would fall. Hannah yells out in tremendous pain but manages to kick Rachel right in the nose with her free leg. Rachel falls backwards and almost off of the scaffold with blood pouring from her nose as Hannah struggles to pull herself upright and free her leg.
Reggie Stallworth: That shot from Hannah St. John may have broken Rachel’s nose.
David Wright: But look at the Damage to Hannah. She can’t even stand on her leg.
Reggie Stallworth: This match is anyone’s to take now. Someone’s gonna take a long fall.
Hannah crawls over and sticks her fingers up Rachel’s bloody nose and looks as though she’s trying to rip it away from Rachel’s face. Rachel screams out in pain but manages to grabs Hannah’s head and slam her face first into the scaffolding. Rachel’s quickly tries to roll Hannah off the scaffolding but Hannah hangs on to Rachel’s body almost taking her with her. Rachel holds on to the Scaffolding but is pain as She has to Support Hannah’s weight as well. The crowd gets to their feet as Hannah hangs onto Rachel and finally grabs hold under the scaffold platform. Hannah begins kicking Rachel in the stomach trying to get her to let go. Rachel almost falls but manages to grab hold of Hannah’s waist , forcing Hannah to support both their weight as the crowd goes completely silent.
David Wright: Hannah struggling to support her weight and Rachel’s.
Reggie Stallworth: The question is what happens if both wrestlers fall to the mat. Who is declared the winner here.
David Wright: You have to the its called a draw then and Hannah keeps her title.
Rachel starts to pull herself up Hannah’s body forcing her to use all her strength just to keep hold of the scaffold. Hannah tries her best to shake Rachel loose but Rachel manages to grab the under of the scaffolding so that she is hanging as well. Rachel swings and kicks Hannah in the midsection but Hannah fires back with a kick of her own. Hannah moves closer to Rachel and headbutts her in the nose. Rachel lets go with one hand and yells out in pain but quickly manages to grab the scaffolding again and kicks Hannah in her injured knee. You see a pained expression on Hannah face as she fires another Headbutt right into the broken nose of Rachel. You can see Rachel begin to struggle to hold on but one look down and she grabs the scaffolding harder.
Reggie Stallworth: Someone’s gonna take a long fall here.
David Wright: It may come down to who can just hang on the longest
Rachel swings her body and Catches Hannah with both feet to the chest. She does it again and then warps her legs around Hannah, using all her strength to try and force Hannah to let go. Hannah show s amazing strength as she grabs Rachel by the head and headbutts her hard into the nose and mouth while holding in with one hand. Rachel yells out in pain and lets go of Hannah with her legs as Hannah grab on to the scaffold with both hands again. Rachel is now bleeding from the mouth as well as the nose but refuses to let go as she kicks at Hannah’s injured knee. Rachel manages to land a kick directly to the knee and Hannah yells out in pain. Hannah kicks Rachel right back but Rachel swings and brings her knees up , nailing Hannah in the head with both knees causing Hannah to almost fall.
Reggie Stallworth: What a shot by Rachel. Hannah was rocked by that one and may be losing her grip.
David Wright: It’s even amazing that Hannah held on after that shot.
Reggie Stallworth: You do what you have to when there is a 15 foot fall beneath you.
Rachel seeming Hannah is bit shaken up tries to nail her with both knees in the face again but Hannah manages to lift her leg up catching Rachel right in the midsection. Rachel gets the wind knocked out of her and one hand slips off. The crowd all get to their feet as Rachel struggles trying to grab the scaffold with her free hand . Hannah moves in and nails Rachel with another headbutt to her nose and Rachel lets go crashing into the mat. Hannah slips as well and crashes to the mat bellow right on her injured knee.
Sammantha Jinx Here is your winner and STILL Cyber Champion, Hannah St. JOHN!!!!!!!!! David Wright: She won but she may have paid the price as she landed right on that already sore knee.
Reggie Stallworth: Indeed, more causalities tonight and my guess is it won’t be the last.
Rachel Stevens: What do you want?
Christy Matthews: Originally I was going to say “congratulations” but, yeah, that didn’t work out so well, did it?
Rachel just ignores her, limping down the corridor some more as Christy begins to laugh.
Christy Matthews: What’s the matter, you can’t handle the truth? Last time I checked you weren’t doing so well around here, maybe it’s time to consider moving on. I hear the Wal-Mart up the road from the Dynasty Spectrum in Philadelphia is looking for people to stack their shelves, I figure you’d be perfect for that and it would save us having to watch people kick your ass every week.
Rachel stops now and turns around, holding her neck with one hand while glaring at Christy.
Rachel Stevens: How considerate of you but we both know if it wasn’t for your boyfriend I’d have another win on my record this month, don’t we?
Christy Matthews: And if it wasn’t for Hannah St. John’s boot you wouldn’t have that wonderful little bruise developing on your ass.
Rachel Stevens: You obviously learned your comedy from your idiot friend Jaxx.
Christy Matthews: At least I didn’t learn to dress from reading Playboy.
The two of them just stare at one another for a long moment with neither of them willing to make the first move. Christy fakes like she’s moving forward before just turning and laughing.
Christy Matthews: Nah, I could beat you down right now just to prove a point but what would that prove? That I can beat up a cripple? And what good would that do me? You want to prove that my win on you was a fluke though you know where to find me, any time and any place. I’d give it a few weeks though if I were you, I don’t want you using the beating that you just took as an excuse next time we run in to each other.
She begins to walk off with a confident smile on her face before stopping and turning, looking at Rachel Stevens again.
Christy Matthews: And just for the record, I don’t need help beating the likes of you but next time we meet I’d bring a few friends to the ring if I were you because from what I’ve seen you could use all the help you can get.
She turns again to find Pete Ebdon and Joshua Payne standing there. Ebdon just smirks at Rachel Stevens and brushes off his shoulder where her head made contact a few weeks previously when Christy made her in-ring debut. Payne turns towards Rachel and looks towards her.
Joshua Payne: Hey Rachel.
Payne pulls back and launches a ball of spit comes crashing down in Rachel's face.
Joshua Payne: Put some clothes on you fucking tramp and get back in the kitchen where you belong.
Ebdon just laughs and Rachel turns in disgust and mumbles something to herself as she continues on down the corridor...
NBT Championship Match
Inferno © vs. Noir
Sammantha Jinx The Following is one fall and it is for the Next Best Thing Championship. Introducing first, the challenger, standing at 6’2” and weighing in at 220 pounds NOIR!!!!!
"More Human than Human" is heard coming from the speakers , in that same moment there is a total blackout followed by a wolf howl. A small light enlightens the rampway entrance, showing a man covered in a red mantel standing there , looking at the ground . The man starts his walk towards the ring without caring much about the Fan reaction. The Red Mantel is thrown away as soon as the music dies and the man slides in the ring sitting in one of the turnbuckles , staring towards his entrance ramp.
Sammantha Jinx And now your PDW Next Best Thing Champion, standing at 6’4” and weighing in at 225 pounds INFERNO!!!!
The chorus of ‘Ebla’ is heard throughout the arena causing the fans to get up and cheer. The chorus dies out as the lights power down. In the darkness ‘Black Republican’ by Nas begins to play. The lights come back on as Inferno rises from the stage. His eyes remain closed as a pillar of vapor rises up around his body. After several moments pass he opens his eyes and walks down the ramp.
When I’m Gone suddenly hits and the video screen comes to life with a view of Blake Selters sitting at a desk. Noir and Inferno both turn their focus on Blake as does the rest of the arena as Blake just sat with a smirk on his face and his fingers locked together.
Blake: I’ll let you two gentlemen get to the match in just a moment but being the theme of tonight I felt just a regular match wouldn’t do. Now we’ll be seeing it all tonight and I didn’t want to take away from the skill of either of you gentlemen therefore your match is now a finisher only match which means you can use any finisher you have to end the match but the match will not end until one of you nails a finisher on the other. The man that does that will walk away the Next Best Thing Champion.
Reggie Stallworth:Blake Selters has done it again. He has once again brought the PDW fans a match that shows the m just how spectacular the PDW wrestlers are.
David Wright: Indeed he has but why is the question. Who knows what the true agenda of Blake Selters really is.
The referee signals for the bell and immediately Noir and Inferno turn their attention toward each other. Inferno tries for a quick sweep of Noir’s legs but Noir gets out of the way. Noir tries for a thrust kick but Inferno ducks under it. The two men lock up in the center of the ring with neither man giving an inch. Suddenly Inferno hip tosses Noir over. Noir quickly gets to his feet. Inferno tries for another Hip toss but Noir lands on his feet. Noir knees Inferno in the midsection. Runs to the ropes and springboards off nailing inferno with a back elbow smash. Inferno goes down and rolls to the floor. Noir charges and leaps over the top ropes going for a suicide dive but Inferno moves out of the way. Noir catches himself and lands on the ring apron only to have Inferno sweep his legs out from under him. Noir’s head bounces off the ring apron before he crashes to the arena floor.
Reggie Stallworth: Inferno in clear control or so it would seem. Noir’s reckless tactics seem to be taking their toll already and if he makes to many mistakes Inferno can end this quick.
David Wright: I’d have to agree with you there but remember this one can only end on a finisher.
Reggie Stallworth: Wow glad you could clear up Blake Selters words for me…moron.
Inferno pulls Noir up and tries to get him up for the Psycho driver but Noir fights back, freeing himself. He goes behind Inferno and nails him with a dropkick sending Inferno shoulder first into the ring post. Inferno drops to his knees but Noir grabs him and sends him shoulder first into the ring steps. Inferno hits hard and yells out in pain as Noir backs up. Noir charges in toward Inferno but Inferno moves at the last second and Noir goes flying over the ring steps, hitting his knee as he does and landing hard on the arena floor. Inferno gets up holding his shoulder as Noir rolls around holding his knee. He makes his way over to Noir and begins stomping away at Noir’s knee before picking Noir up and rolling him back into the ring and starting to slowly climb to the top rope.
Reggie Stallworth: Well when you say neither of these men weren’t going to hold anything back, it becomes an understatement.
David Wright: That’s for sure. These two men are gonna leave it all in the ring tonight. You can feel it.
Inferno leaps off and nails Noir with a double foot stomp to the head. Noir rolls around holding his head in pain but is quickly pulled up by Inferno. Inferno whips Noir hard into the corner and then charges in going for a Tidal Krush, Noir rolls under the move but Inferno catches himself before hitting the corner. Inferno turns around and Noir takes him over with a T-bone suplex. Noir gets to his feet and pulls Inferno with him. He hooks Inferno and then takes him over with a Millennium suplex. Noir gets up one more time pulling Inferno with him and then takes Inferno over with a Japanese Ocean Suplex before going to the top rope. Noir leaps off going for the first human disaster but at the very last second Inferno manages to sit up out of the way. Noir lands hard on his leg and rolls around holding his leg once more. He tries to get up but gets caught with a dropkick to the knee from Inferno and both wrestlers are down.
David Wright: Inferno goes right back to the knee of Noir but he has had a lot taken out o him with those multiple suplexes.
Reggie Stallworth: And let us not forget the injured shoulder. We really have no idea how bad it really is.
Inferno slow gets to his feet. He goes to grab Noir by the leg but Noir grabs Inferno by the tights and jerks him forward sending Inferno through the ropes. Inferno lands on his feet and quickly climbs back up on the ring apron and then goes to the top rope. Noir gets to his feet and gets nailed with a flying spinning heel kick from Inferno. Noir hits the mat hard and rolls to the arena floor. Inferno goes to the top rope and waits as Noir struggles to his feet. He leaps off going for a shooting star press but Noir moves. Inferno manages to land on his feet which amazes the crowd. He gets caught with a kick to the midsection from Noir before Noir drops him to the floor with a shoulder breaker. Inferno rolls around holding his shoulder and yelling out in pain as Noir uses the ring apron to try and pull himself up.
David Wright: Noir can barely stand and Inferno could possibly have a separated shoulder.
Reggie Stallworth: This one may come down to who has a body part they can still move.
David Wright: Smart wrestling. Inferno may not be able to hit the Psycho driver with one arm and Noir can’t go to the top rope if he’s dragging one leg behind him.
Inferno tries to get to his knees and gets a kick to the shoulder from Noir before Noir falls back down. Noir pulls himself up and then rolls into the ring. Inferno gets to his knees and reaches in grabbing for Noir’s leg but Noir kicks Inferno on the shoulder sending him back down to the floor. Noir pulls himself up in the corner and begins to rub his leg trying to get the kinks out. Inferno trips him from behind and pulls him so his leg was hanging out of the ring. With one arm Inferno slams Noir’s leg against the ring post. Noir screams out in pain and grabs his knee again as Inferno rolls back in the ring. Inferno reaches for Noir’s leg but suddenly Noir reaches up and grabs Inferno’s arm, pulling him down and locking in a Fujiwara Armbar on Inferno’s injured arm. Inferno yells out in pain and begins to tap but there is nothing the referee could do as Noir continues to pull back on Inferno’s arm.
David Wright: If this had been a regular match we would have a new champion right now but this match continues.
Reggie Stallworth: If Noir loses now, he may have some choice words for our esteem GM considering he’d be leaving with the title at this very moment
Inferno continues to yell out in pain and inch his way toward the ropes. He manages to get himself completely out off the ring and nail Noir with a blow to the head causing Noir to let go. Inferno drops to his knees holding his injured arm as Noir rolls out of the ring behind him. Noir goes to grab Inferno’s arm but Inferno nails him with a headutt to the midsection. Inferno suddenly gets up , grabbing Noir by the head and slamming him face first into the ring steps. Noir stumbles away on rubber legs and Inferno left him on hi s shoulders with one hand and nails Go 2 Sleep. Both men go down on the floor and it looks as though Noir is bleeding from the forehead. Inferno suddenly straddles Noir’s back and locks in the dragonclutch using one arm. Noir yells out in pain and starts to tap as Inferno pulls back on his head and neck.
David Wright: Another submission but there is no en d for these two competitors just yet.
Reggie Stallworth: Unofficially w can say Inferno just regained his title and we are even again.
David Wright: Inferno’s arm is virtually useless, Noir bleeding and on one leg I hope paramedics are standing by.
Inferno finally lets go and Noir lays motionless on the floor. He shakes his arm, trying to get the feeling back in it as he pulls Noir to his feet. Inferno sets for The OKI but Noir gets out of it reversing it into a Gator buster. Inferno yells out holding his back as Noir falls face first to the floor. Both men get to their hands and knees. Noir climbs up on the ring steps and grabs Inferno. He lips inferno up and nails him with a piledriver onto the steps. Inferno falls to the floor holding hi s neck as Noir just lays against the ring post barely able to move. Noir finally begins to stir and gets up on the ring apron. He waits as Inferno starts to get up and then runs , leaping off the ring apron and going for Fulminating Darkness. Inferno out of nowhere catches Noir with the blue screen of Death and Noir falls to the floor yelling out that he couldn’t see.
Reggie Stallworth: That’s it. Inferno can go for the win now. You can’t fight if you can’t see.
David Wright: I would agree but it looks like Inferno is in no condition to fight at the moment himself.
Reggie Stallworth: You have to think, this is a wasted opportunity for sure.
Inferno struggles to pull Noir up and get him back in the ring. He finally rolls him back in the ring and stands for a moment before turning and grabbing a chair. Inferno holds the chair up and stairs at it for a moment before slowly climbing up on the ring apron. Suddenly Noir jumps up and nails Inferno with a springboard dropkick knocking the chair back into Inferno’s face. Noir falls to the mat holding his leg again as Inferno crashes to the floor. Inferno gets to his hands and knees and you see blood pouring from his forehead now.. Inferno rolls onto his back and lays there as blood continues to flow. Noir manages to limp to his feet. He sees Inferno , grabs the ropes and catapults himself over the top rope going for a senton. Inferno puls the chair over his face and Noir lands hard on the chair and Inferno’s face. Noir rolls over holding his back in pain as Inferno doesn’t move.
David Wright: Listen to the chants from the crowd. Inferno may have just ended his career by covering his face with chair.
Reggie Stallworth: As well as broken Noir’s back. Looks like Blake Selters knew what he was doing when he changed the rules to this match.
David Wright: He may have inadvertently ended two careers is what he may have down. Neither man has moved yet.
Inferno starts to cough and try to force himself off the floor as Noir gets to his knees holding his back. Noir crawls over to Inferno and tries to pull him up but Inferno is dead weight. Noir manages to get to his feet and pulls himself up on ring apron. He slowly begins to force himself up on the top rope when suddenly Inferno nips up. He slides in the ring and leaps up nailing Noir with a dropsault, knocking Noir off the top rope and down to the arena floor but seemed to be exhausted as he lays on the mat again unmoving. Finally Inferno manages to roll out of the ring. He goes to pick up Noir but Noir grabs Inferno and goes for a back drop driver. Noir’s leg gives out and he drops Inferno falling in an awkward position that snaps Inferno’s neck back a bit. The crowd goes silent as Inferno lays unmoving.
Reggie Stallworth: Inferno’s neck may be broken.
David Wright: Everyone in the arena just went silent. You hate to see something like this happen but unfortunately they do. The referee is now checking on Inferno. My guess is this one is going to be stop.
The referee checks on Inferno as Noir collapses laying against the ring. It looks as though the referee was about to call the match when suddenly Inferno reaches out and grabs the referee’s leg. The crowd erupts as Inferno and Noir both start to get up. They both nail each other with martial arts blows back and forth and seemed to have got a second wind. Inferno looks to be getting the upper hand until Noir nails him in the back of the neck. Inferno yells out in pain as he crawls away and then gets up rolling back in the ring. Noir rolls back in the ring as well and once again tries to go to the top rope even though he was basically forcing his leg to move. Noir leaps off nailing Inferno with a neckbreaker but again lands hard on his leg as well. Both men roll around in pain.
Reggie Stallworth: Someone career could actually end in this one.
David Wright: If not ended then definitely shortened.
Reggie Stallworth: This is one time I’m proud to say I’m happy to be part of the PW. Where else are you gonna find athletes the caliber of the talent we have.
Noir gets up and tries to get some of the feeling back in his leg. He waits as Inferno starts to get up and tries for Fulminating Darkness again But Inferno holds on and turns it into a modified suplex dropping Noir chest and stomach first across the ring post in the corner. Noir yells out in pain and gets nails with Tidal Krush out of nowhere. He goes flying off the ring apron and crashes chest first into the security wall before collapsing down next to it. Inferno now backs up and gets running start leaping over the top rope. Noir moves and Inferno crashes into the security wall. Once again both men collapse to the floor without moving.
Reggie Stallworth: What is it gonna take for these men to stay down.
David Wright: I’m beginning to think death. What I want to know is how are their bodies even able to move.
Reggie Stallworth: Well after what we have witnessed I don’t think they’ll be able to move in the morning.
Noir is the first one to stir. He goes grab inferno but Inferno lands a karate thrust to the throat. Noir falls backwards against the ring apron and then grabs the ring steps shoving them in the ring before rolling in the ring himself as Inferno grabs the chair again. Inferno slowly rolls in the ring and begins to battle with Noir over the chair. Inferno manages to nail Noir in the midsection with the chair before tossing it aside. He picks up Noir and sets him on the top turnbuckle before picking up the chair. Inferno climbs the corner with noir and goes to nail him with the chair. Noir manages to get Inferno up again and leaps off the top rope nailing Inferno with a second backdrop Driver, this time onto the chair but also lands back first on the ring steps. Once again both wrestlers go down neither one moving as the referee starts to check on both of them.
David Wright: At what point does the referee say that’s enough and think of both these men’s career even if they won’t.
Reggie Stallworth: I don’t think either of these men wants it to end that way nor do I think Blake Selters would be to pleased with our referee if it was stopped
Inferno once again struggles to his feet. The back of his head was now covered in blood. Noir starts to stir as well and blood is pouring from a long gash in his back both men turn and stare at each other through the pain, knowing it was now or never, as they struggle to their feet using the ropes. The crowd cheer as they struggle toward each other barely able to stand. Inferno nails Noir with a kick to the midsection and tries to whip him into the corner. Noir reverses it sending Inferno into the corner and then charges in going for Tidal Krush. Inferno manages to duck the move and pick Noir up, nailing The Psycho driver onto the ring steps . Both men collapse as the referee calls for the bell.
Sammantha Jinx Here is your winner and STILL Next Best Thing Champion, INFERNO!!!!!!!!!
David Wright: I’m not sure he even knows he won.
Reggie Stallworth: I’m not even sure either of these men know what planet they are on at the moment and Noir is yet to move as EMT’s rush to the ring.
The scene opens up in Star’s office for the night and the boss looks just as distraught as she did earlier in the show. Her eyes continue to fall on the thick package of papers lying in the center of her desk and glance at the clock poised high on the wall. From the clock to the papers Star continues to stare. She folds her hands beneath her chin in silence as her eyes slide close and takes a deep breath. A moment later, her door slowly creaks open. In a matter of seconds her younger sister is standing at the door. Her eyes rove over Star with concern after previous events.
Angel: Star, you feeling any better?
Star just looks at Angel and disregards her question.
Star: Did you do what I asked you to?
Angel: Uh…yeah. Joshua Payne has been called to your office. But—
Star: Thanks. I’ll talk to you later.
Angel just stands there, mouth agape, almost as if she’s ready to speak. But she quickly closes her moth and nods her head in response before slipping out of the room just as she’d entered, leaving Star alone once again. Payne stepped into the office slowly looking across the desk by the woman that had called for him.
Joshua Payne: You requested my presence.
Star looked at Payne and crossed her arms over her chest, her eyes locked on him.
Star: Yeah, I did. It'll only take a second. I know you and your...associates are usually quite busy.
She gave a slight roll of her eyes, the disapproval and sarcasm written all over her face.
Joshua Payne: And with tonight being a pay-per-view you know we have something planned especially for you.
Payne chuckled slightly looking at the boss with an almost disrespectful glance.
Joshua Payne: Is there a reason for this meeting?
Star: Yeah, there is.
She leaned forward, placing her elbows on her desk.
Star: I just thought you'd like to know just who that special guest referee in your match tonight will be. She's sitting right here in front of you.
She gave him a cute but sardonic smile, tilting her head to one side for emphasis.
Joshua Payne: Well that's not so bad, let's be honest the match could use some eye candy, because what I do to Julian and Matt won't be pretty.
You could tell that Payne wasn't thrilled, but he didn't let it show. Star's smile quickly faded. She leaned back in her chair once again.
Star: And that title of yours will be on the line too.
Joshua Payne: Excuse me?
The sarcastic look that had been on Payne's face quickly faded as he turned to Star and was now visibly upset.
Joshua Payne: You've got to be kidding me.
Star raised an eyebrow.
Star: Do I look like I'm kidding? You, Julian Dark, Matt Rad...for advancement in the Platinum Cup Tournament as well as the Platinum Title. Just as I said.
Joshua Payne: You must be an absolute psycho aren't you? Or maybe you just have some sort of sick death wish, because everyone knows that whoever crosses The Pantheon doesn't live to tell about it.
That definitely caught Star's attention. She suddenly pushed her chair back and jumped to her feet.
Star: You of all people really don't need to be tossing that "psycho" word around and despite what you think, the three of you can only do what I allow you to do. So make all the threats you want. They're futile. Your title is on the line. End of story. We're done here.
Star rolled her eyes and let out a deep sigh as she took her seat once again.
Joshua Payne: Well thank you boss lady, all I can say is hopefully you call this one right down the middle, if you know what's good for you.
Star: Yeah yeah yeah. Whatever. See you in the ring.
She flagged him off and looked away from him as he exited the room and the scene faded to commercial.
Platinum Cup Round #1: Special Guest Referee
Julian Dark vs. Matt Rad vs. Joshua Payne
David Wright: What an interesting match up this shaped up to be. We just saw a rather odd exchange between Joshua Payne and the boss Star and I can tell there is no love loss between these too! Star revealed that SHE will be the referee in this match. And not only that, IT’S FOR THE PLATINUM TITLE!
Reggie Stallworth: Yes sir. I don’t even care about all that. As long as I get to watch her. That’s all that matters to me!
The cameras then cut to the ring where Sammantha Jinx stands.
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is for advancement to round two of the Platinum Cup tournament AND the PDW Platinum Championship. Introducing first, at a weight of 255 pounds, he is from Chicago, Illinois…MATT RAD!!!
Lights dim and begin to flicker as music begins. Smoke fills the stage as Matt Rad comes walking out in his black worn leather jacket and ring gear. Rad makes his way down the ramp and towards the ring, ignoring the crowd for the most part. He enters the ring and jumps to a corner and looks over the crowd as he removes his jacket. Rad hands his Jacket to the ref and paces about the ring, waiting for the match to begin.
Sammantha Jinx: And next, from Eagle Rock, California, known as “The Lucky Charm”…JULIAN DARK!!!
The lights in the arena all shut off, except for a green spotlight that rests on the center of the stage. "Tears Don't Fall" by Bullet For My Valentine rips onto the speakers. On the big screen a four leaf clover appears and The Lucky Charm writes itself across the clover in cursive writing. Several blasts of green pyro shoots up from the stage and the clover disappears from the screen, melding into a video of Julian Dark. The smoke from the pyro is so thick that it can't be seen through. However, as it begins to clear, the outline of Julian Dark can be seen. He waits a few minutes, listening to the fans, feeding off the energy they have created. Then he steps out of the smoke and raises his head, locking his sights on the ring. He makes his way down, drawing in the noise of the crowd and a small smile shows through his tough demeanor. He jumps onto the apron, and walks over to the nearest turnbuckle. He climbs onto the second pad from the outside and raises his left arm into the air. Then he steps over the top rope and lands in the ring.
Sammantha Jinx: And last but not least. He hails from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, please welcome the reigning Platinum Champion…JOSHUA PAYNE!!!
The riveting and unmistakable sound of 'Eye of the Devil' by Seether cues up on the arenas sound system as the lights begin to fade. As the dim lighting remains three spotlights slam down over the entrance ramp almost in unison. One after the other the spotlights illuminate the entranceway as a figure appears to vanish through the lights right as they begin to shine. Finally a spot light snaps down on the center of the ring illuminating a large dark figure covered in a large red cloak down on his knees reaching to the heavens.
David Wright: There’s o telling what to expect from this match. I’m still wondering what the hell Star got earlier tonight to make her act so funny.
Reggie Stallworth: Yeah, I’m with you on that one.
Sammantha Jinx: And finally, our special guest referee in this match up.
A silhouetted image of a woman dances across the screen and soon switches to images of a bronze skinned beauty with a face recognized by the world. The scenes melt into a montage of white sand beaches of Haiti and the inner city streets of Philadelphia, which beautifully blend into one another. It finally pauses on the Swann Fountain of Philly. The crowd marvels at the spectacular sight as it closes in on an elaborate night display of water and lights.
Sammantha Jinx: She is none other than the owner of Platinum Dynasty Wrestling…
It then zooms to the center and focuses in on the beautiful Star at the center of it all in a flowing white dress and dripping with sparkling diamonds, walking on the water but completely dry from head to toe. The sounds of her footsteps on the water echo through the arena as if she were in an empty hallway. A strobe light flashes as the scene on the screen continues and a show of white laser lights darts across the stage. We see the camera quickly zoom away from the screen until it is high above the entire state of Pennsylvania, then zooms even farther out above earth’s atmosphere. A hand accentuated by an impressive diamond ring closes around the planet from the bottom and as we head farther out, the Glittering Goddess is literally standing with the world in the palm of her hand.
Sammantha Jinx: …the Glittering Goddess…STAR!!!
The opening sounds to “Flashing Lights ” by Kanye West featuring Dwele' sounds throughout the arena as a thick fog begins to creep onto the stage. The strobe light continues to flash rapidly as the laser lights continue to decorate the area. The beautiful Star soon emerges through the fog, dressed in a pair of baggy black cargo pants, black air force one sneakers and a black and white striped cut off top that displays the glistening belly ring in her navel. She looks ahead of her in the ring, glances at Julian for a moment before locking eyes with Joshua Payne. He returns her ice cold glare as she makes her way down the ramp. Julian Dark holds the ropes open or her, allowing Star to enter comfortably. She walks into the ring and stands at the epicenter of the men. She then quickly calls for the bell and steps aside.
David Wright: And the match is underway! And to no one’s surprise both men head straight for the champion!
Reggie Stallworth: He’s the target of all men in PDW!
Both Julian and Matt pummel Payne with rights and lefts, unintentionally teaming up against the man whose title they both would like to claim. As Dark nails Payne with a punch to the gut, Rad uppercuts him hard and sends him flying into the ropes. Dark is on him immediately with a dropkick to the face and Rad follows up with a hard clothesline. Neither one allows Payne to fall though, both taking an arm and whipping him into the ropes across the ring. As he returns they flatten him with a double flap jack as Star looks on, nodding in approval. Not letting up, they begin laying the boots to him, stomping Payne viciously and with no remorse, the same goal in mind for the both of them. They then lift him up together and once again go wild on him with a barrage of calculated punches and kicks. Just as it looks grim for the champion he suddenly powers out of their attack, shoving both Rad and dark away with a monstrous effort. Dark lands painfully on his head and his face goes slack, seemingly re-aggravating an injury he just received not so long ago. Payne looks at him with a smile and begins to stalk towards him just as Rad comes out of nowhere with a flying forearm!
David Wright: And Rad knocks the champion off his feet once again.
Reggie Stallworth: Julian is looking like a dead fish up in there!
David Wright: Well, we all saw what happened with him last week when he lost his Prodigy title to Joseph St. John. I’m surprised he was even able to show for this match.
Julian rolls around the ring as Rad picks the champion up and throws him into the corner. Rad pauses for a moment before charging across the ring only to have Payne move out of the way at the last second. Rad crashes into the corner! Payne then capitalizes on the moment and hits Rad with a reverse DDT! As Rad cradles his head in his hand sPayne is on him once again, grabbing him by the throat and dragging him to his feet almost effortlessly. He turns to Star with an almost sadistic smirk before powering slamming Rad damn near through the ring. With Rad sprawled out on the canvas, Payne places his boot over Rad’s throat, applying slowly pressure, cutting off Rad’s oxygen supply until he’s blue in the face. Star suddenly shoves Payne off of Rad, putting an end to the choking. He glares at her angrily but doesn’t do anything but pick Rad up once again. He throws Rad into the corner and smashes his boot into his face, splitting his lip. Blood begins to pour out of the wound as Payne makes his way over to Rad and grabs him by a handful of hair in one hand. He then viciously pushes his thumb into Rad’s eye, digging his nail in, causing Rad to cry outloud before he spins him around and slams his face off the turnbuckle.
David Wright: This is insanity. Rad’s getting absolutely destroyed in there!
Reggie Stallworth: And Julian is STILL looking like someone hit him with a truck!
David Wright: Something’s obviously wrong with him. I think he really may be hurt in there.
Star looks to Julian Dark and immediately goes to him, kneeling at his side and checking to see if he’s alright. She touches his face and then shakes him, watching as he suddenly comes to. In the meantime, the crowd looks on in absolute amazement as Joshua Payne stalks over Matt Rad who rests against the corner turnbuckle. Payne charges forward and lunges delivering a massive shoulder into Rad’s chest. Payne doesn’t allow Rad to fall to the mat as he simply lifts Rad to the top turnbuckle and explodes with a right hand that has Matt almost out on his feet. Payne backs up a step and as if he hears something turns around instinctively in time to see Julian Dark. Payne ducks in the nick of time, but in the process he manages to springboard Dark up in the air. In the air Julian manages to shift his weight and send Matt Rad to the outside of the ring with a dropkick. Julian manages in the process to catch himself and he springboards back up to the top rope. Payne runs forward and manages to drop Julian testicles first on the top rope. Payne uncharacteristically begins to climb the turnbuckle and he shoves Julian’s legs between his legs and grabs hold of Julian’s waist.
David Wright: This doesn’t look good for Dark!
Payne looks towards the crowd and pulls Julian backwards as he leaps backward delivering a vicious second rope piledriver.
Reggie Stallworth: L.D. 50! JOSHUA PAYNE JUST NAILED L.D. 50!
David Wright: And right on his head too! This REALLY doesn’t look good for Dark!
Julian lies flat on his back, twitching, eyes rolling in the back of his head. The horrified look on Star’s face shows just what sort of damage may have been done to him. She covers her open mouth with her hands, fighting back tears as she watches her friend’s motionless body. But her glare turns evil once again as her eyes focus on Joshua Payne, who has now climbed back to his feet. She drops her hands at her sides and then points in Payne’s direction, muttering something that can only be heard by him. In a matter of seconds she is stalking across the ring. She pulls her arm back, ready to let her fist fly. Suddenly, Mat Rad is back on his feet! He heads straight for Payne and nails him with a dropkick to the back! Payne smashes into Star and sends her flying out of the ring, crashing loudly onto the floor outside! Now she lies just as motionless as Julian Dark!
David Wright: OH MY GOD! RAD JUST ACIDENTALLY TOOK OUT STAR!
Reggie Stallworth: Son of a bitch! There’s no ref! What the hell?!
Payne quickly shakes the move off and looks outside of the ring at the unconscious boss with an unreadable expression. Matt Rad suddenly grabs him by the shoulder and spins him around, looking to go for a punch straight to the face, but Payne doges it just in time and makes Rad regret his decision!
David Wright: PAYNE KILLER! PAYNE HIT RAD WITH THE PAYNE KILLER!
As Rad lays flat, referee T.C. Payne suddenly makes her way from the back and runs down to the ring! Payne places his foot on top of a prone Matt Rad, staring out into the crowd as T.C. slides under the ring and makes the count!
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!
The bell rings! It’s over!
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, still Platinum Champion and advancing in the platinum cup tournament….JOSHUA PAYNE!!!
David Wright: Payne has taken the match and left the ring littered with bodies, namely our boss! And when she wakes up she is gonna be PISSED!
The camera cuts to the unconscious Star outside of the ring before fading to commercial.
Clockwork Orange House of Fun match: Prodigy Championship
Joseph St. John © vs Pete Ebdon
David Wright: Welcome back everyone up next we have an absolute spectacle for you. If you look at the ring you will see this dangerous contraption that has been constructed solely for the purpose of allowing two men to destroy each other physically and mentally.
Reggie Stallworth: You’re right DW, you have a steel cage surrounding two sides of the ring and a steel cable suspended around the other two sides with weapons hanging at the competitor’s disposal. This match has the makings to not only be an instant classic, but to also be a potential career ending battle.
David Wright: And the only thing that may make this match more dangerous is the fact that you have Joseph St. John putting his Prodigy Title on the line against The Pantheon’s Pete Ebdon.
Reggie Stallworth: That’s the Lord of the Ring and the Wrestling Messiah Pete Ebdon, get it right. Make sure you show that man the respect he not only deserves, but the respect he’s earned.
David Wright: I can’t even begin to tell you how sick of that I’m going to get if I have to listen to you preach the praise of The Pantheon for the rest of the show.
Reggie Stallworth: Preach? I’m just letting the world know just how amazing these guys are, you have the Platinum Champion Joshua Payne who just defied all the odds to not only advance in the Platinum Cup Tournament, but he also managed to battle the odds with Star Deveraux as the special guest referee.
David Wright: Are you finished?
Reggie Stallworth: And after we watch Pete Ebdon destroy any hopes of a title reign that Joseph St. John may have we’ll get to watch Nicholas Jaxx fulfill his destiny by dethroning Steve Jason as the Bloodshed Champion.
David Wright: You really seem to be getting ahead of yourself, not only are we going to witness a war here tonight as Joseph St. John attempts to retain that title, but there is no way in hell that Nicholas Jaxx ends the current run of Steve Jason.
Reggie Stallworth: Want to bet?
David Wright: Calm down Pete Rose.
The lights around the arena dim to black for a few moments before all the video monitors suddenly come to life with nothing but static across them and the low hum of crackling can be heard on the speakers which is abruptly interrupted as “Halo (Ebdon Entertainment Remix)” by Soil suddenly BLASTS across the speakers and half the fans in the arena go absolutely wild, both booing and cheering.
...E B D O N E N T E R T A I N M E N T P R E S E N T S...
...T H E M E S S I A H O F P R O F E S S I O N A L W R E S T L I N G...
...T H E L O R D O F T H E R I N G...
...P E T E E B D O N...
A single spotlight shines down on to the stage finally breaking the darkness but revealing nothing but an empty stage. More spotlights pan around the crowd for a moment before locating a man standing on the guard rail near the cheap seats, draped in a black robe with a hood that completely covers his head and flanked by a rather well-built individual, Christopher Richter, and by his girlfriend Christy Matthews. Richter wears his "PANTHEON SECURITY" shirt while Christy is wearing a cut-off version of the official Aversion Therapy t-shirt. The trio make their way through the crowd and down toward the ringside area where the first leaps the barricade and climbs on to the apron, climbing to the middle turnbuckle on the outside of the ring before ripping back the hood and revealing the smirking face of Pete Ebdon. He removes the robe entirely and drops it in to the corner before leaping over the ropes and sitting down in the corner facing the entrance ramp. Samantha Jinx pulls out a card and begins to read his introduction.
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen introducing first, originally hailing from London, England but now hailing from the CITY OF ANGELS, weighing in at 219 pounds he is “The Anointed One: The Messiah of Professional Wrestling and LORD OF THE RING”, and tonight he is in the role of the challenger, representing The Pantheon, this is the one and the only…PETE EBDON!
Reggie Stallworth: The Pantheon’s own Pete Ebdon! I don’t get much better than that, now does it?
David Wright: I’d have to respectfully disagree, but I won’t take anything away from what Pete’s accomplished in his career and if you combined that with the accomplishments of Joshua Payne they do create one intimidating unit.
Reggie Stallworth: Ebdon on his own is an intimidating figure, but when you create a unity that these two have built you’ve created a damn near unstoppable group.
David Wright: Your propaganda is driving me absolutely insane.
Reggie Stallworth: With the money The Pantheon is paying me I’ll say just about anything that they feed through my headset.
The lights go out as "I'm A Soulja" by Ghetto Commission begins to play. Joseph's face appears on the video screen with him looking down. He slowly raises his head up while half of it gets shielded from the light. The view begins to show Joseph doing bench presses and then him clothes lining an opponent. It shows his face again and then him doing sit ups with Hannah sitting on his stomach before showing Joseph toss his opponent across the ring before showing Joseph's name on the screen and the letters B.B.V. Hannah St. John walks out from the back followed close behind by Joseph. She stands with her hands on her hips as Joseph walks behind her placing his hands on her waist. He kisses her neck before looking towards the ring. Hannah starts to lead him to the ring. Joseph follows her as both walk with a slow pace. The video screen begins to replay the scene as Joseph's face appears on the video screen with him looking down. He slowly raises his head up while half of it gets shielded from the light. The view begins to show Joseph doing bench presses and then him clothes lining an opponent. It shows his face again and then him doing sit ups with Hannah sitting on his stomach before showing Joseph toss his opponent across the ring before showing Joseph's name on the screen and the letters B.B.V. Joseph and Hannah stop just short of the ring. Joseph grabs Hannah by her waist and lifts her up on the ring apron and allowing her to climb in the ring before tossing off his du-rag and sliding in the ring himself. Joseph stands in the middle of the ring for a moment before Hannah reaches up and removes his sunglasses placing them on her head as she smirks at him. Joseph kneels down in front of Hannah and places her forehead against her stomach for a moment as Hannah looks down at him. We see Joseph look up at Hannah as she places her hand son his cheeks and gives him a kiss. Joseph slowly rises to his feet as. Hannah walks and slowly gets out of the ring. Joseph watches her and smirks briefly before his look turns serious as he walks around, hitting his fist in his hand as he waits for the match to start.
Sammantha Jinx: Now standing to my left he is the current reigning and defending Platinum Dynasty Wrestling Prodigy Champion, from Chicago Illinois. He weighs in at three hundred and five pounds he is JOSEPH ST. JOHN!
David Wright: Reggie you can’t discount how ready JSJ seems for this match, there is no way he wants to let that belt go only a week after he managed to defeat Julian Dark for that damn thing.
Reggie Stallworth: What choice does he have? We both know Pete Ebdon is going to come hard and fast for that thing.
David Wright: Look at the distinct size disadvantage Pete has to overcome he’s giving up about eight inches in height and almost ninety pounds in weight.
Reggie Stallworth: But what he lacks in height he’s making up for in length.
David Wright: Excuse me?
Reggie Stallworth: What I meant was Pete has the heart of a lion and there is no size disadvantage that he can’t overcome.
The camera cuts to the ring and displays the array of weapons linked to the chain the likes of which include garbage can lids, steel chairs, brass knuckles and even everyone’s favorite cowbell. The referee looks at both men and calls for the bell. Ding…Ding…Ding… Ebdon and St. John both head to the center of the ring and at this point the Pete’s size disadvantage is evident to everyone in the arena, but the look on Pete’s face wouldn’t give that away. The two men begin to jaw back and forth as Pete just pulls his hand back and he slaps Joseph across the face. Joseph slightly smirks as he looks down at the smaller challenger just using his hand to palm Ebdon’s ace like a basketball before launching him across the ring into the turnbuckle.
David Wright: What an amazing showing of strength by Joseph St. John.
Reggie Stallworth: We both know that’s apart of The Pantheon’s master plan.
David Wright: Master plan? Pete Ebdon just got thrown across the ring by Joseph St. John’s RIGHT HAND!
Pete climbs to his feet with a smirk and stares back at Joseph a look of anger growing painfully evident. Joseph begins to move towards Pete as if stalking is prey and without hesitation Pete drops to the mat and rolls under the bottom rope out of the ring. Pete looks up at Joseph and gives him a sarcastic wink that sets Joseph off. Joseph immediately steps over the top rope and to the outside closely following Pete who runs around the side of the ring and dives back under the bottom rope back to the inside. Pete jumps up the side of the cage and manages to grab hold of a Singapore cane and as Joseph raises to one knee Pete cracks him solidly over the top of the head, but Joseph seems unfazed. Pete again pulls back and again snaps the cane down across Joseph’s neck and back, gain to no avail. Finally Pete pulls back as hard as he possibly can and he snaps the cane over Joseph’s ribcage.
Reggie Stallworth: Move over Barry Bonds we’ve got a brand new Homerun Champion!
David Wright: Except Joseph St. John is completely unfazed by those shots, he barely winced.
Ebdon again turns scaling the side of the cage grasping hold of a lid to a trash can and turning in midair crashing down with a blow to the top of St. John’s skull. Joseph turns and in an absolute awe to the audience again grabs Ebdon by the face and he sends him back first into the steel cage. Joseph fires himself forward and he levels Pete to the mat with a hard elbow to the jaw. St. John wastes no time pulling Ebdon back up and catching him with a hard knee to the midsection. Ebdon doubles over and Joseph launches forward driving a double axe handle smash into Pete’s lower back.
David Wright: The champion is absolutely relentless this match may not last long at this rate.
Reggie Stallworth: Like I’ve told you again and again this is just part of the masterful plan.
Joseph bends over again leaning towards Ebdon, but much to his surprise he is caught with a hard left hand to the throat that sends him back into the ropes. Pete whips up to his feet and runs towards Joseph leaping in the air and nailing a drop kick that sends St. John into the side of the steel cage. Joseph just seems to rebound off the cage but at the same time Ebdon leaps forward with a clothesline that seems to catch both men off guard as it sends them both hard to the mat.
David Wright: For the first point in this match both men are down on the mat.
Reggie Stallworth: The match just got underway you retard.
Both men slowly get back to their feet but its St. John who’s up first. He grabs Ebdon by the hair and pulls him back to his feet, lifting the smaller man on to his shoulders and charging toward the steel cage in an attempt to hurl Ebdon face first in to it. Ebdon drops off his shoulders however and rolls back to his feet, leaping up and grabbing a trashcan lid from the weapons hanging around the ring and smashing St. John in the face with it as St. John comes charging at him. St. John staggers back but doesn’t fall, much to Ebdon’s annoyance, so Ebdon pulls down a second trashcan lid and, with one in each hand, hits St. John around the head from both sides. Still the larger man refuses to go down however and Ebdon grins, grabbing a trash can from the mat and placing it over St. John’s head. He points down at Hannah telling her to watch closely before running toward the corner and up the turnbuckles; kicking off the cage and smashing both feet in to the trash can with maximum velocity in a twisting variation of a missile dropkick. Finally St. John falls like a great oak tree in to the middle of the ring but Ebdon doesn’t stop. He grabs a steel chair and begins to smash in to the trash that that still covers the top half of St. John’s body with multiple shots before placing the chair on top and climbing the ropes. With another glance down at Hannah, Ebdon leaps from the top turnbuckle and elbow drops the chair, driving it in to the shattered trash can on top of Joseph St. John’s body. Ebdon rolls around the ring in pain, grabbing at his arm before sitting back up in the corner and admiring his handiwork.
Fans: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
David Wright: This thing already has classic written all over it.
Reggie Stallworth: I told you everything was apart of the plan DW and you didn’t listen.
Ebdon turns towards St. John’s and begins to drag himself across the ring still holding his arm tightly against his body. Ebdon pulls the trash can from Joseph’s skull and shoves it to the side before laying his arm over Joseph’s body.
ONE…
David Wright: THIS ONE COULD BE OVER!
TWO…
THRE…
Reggie Stallworth: NO HE GOT THE SHOULDER UP! EBDON HAD THIS WON! I DEMAND A RECOUNT!
Ebdon lifts himself to his knees in utter disbelief as he just begins to fire right and left hands into St. John’s forehead. It’s quite obvious at this point Pete is fighting out of pure determination as he finally lifts himself to his feet. Pete backs away from Joseph and stands in the corner of the ring looking over towards Hannah St. John he points and with a look of intimidation on his face he lunges forward and drives a boot to the kidneys of JSJ who’d just lifted himself to all fours.
Reggie Stallworth: Do you want to talk about ruthless now? Pete Ebdon is the absolute man!
Ebdon marches over to Joseph and pulls him to his knees before sending him back to the mat with a knee to the chest. Pete again displaying some of his brawling skills mounts St. John and starts to deliver vicious left hands to the jaw of his opponent. Joseph manages to block one of Ebdon’s right hands and he manages to swing momentum in his favor as he manages to execute a laying switch which ends with Joseph in a dominate position. Joseph chooses not to exchange punches with Pete as he pulls him to his feet and Irish whips him off the far ropes. Pete runs towards Joseph and is caught awkwardly with his arms hooked and sent over the top rope with an arm drag takeover. Pete crashes hard to the mat inches in front of the broadcast table.
David Wright: That move may have broken Ebdon’s back.
Reggie Stallworth: Guys we may need some medical attention out here for Pete Ebdon he looks to be in excruciating pain.
Joseph St. John drops to his back and rolls under the bottom rope and to the outside wasting no time pulling Pete to his feet and sending him shoulder first into the ring steps. Joseph charged right after and he drives a sickening knee into Ebdon’s back that just sends the challenger further into the steel. Joseph then grabs hold of Pete’s skull and he places his forehead on the corner of the steps and just begins to grind from side to side.
David Wright: Dear god! Parents get your children out of the room this is absolutely sickening.
Blood begins to pour from a GIANT gash in Ebdon’s forehead as Joseph St. John begins to back off as he surveys his work.
Reggie Stallworth: OH MY GOD! I THINK I CAN SEE PETE’S SKULL! THAT’S THE MOST DIGUSTING THING I’VE EVER SEEN!
David Wright: That blood is pouring right into Ebdon’s eyes I’m sure it’s going to become a hindrance to his vision at some point.
Reggie Stallworth: His vision? Fuck his vision! At some point or another you know that he’s going to start getting dizzy.
St John grabs the fallen bloodied Ebdon and lifts him up, ordering the commentators away from the announce table. He picks Ebdon up in a crucifixion position, setting him up for NOW THAT’S GANGSTA through the announce table but Ebdon counters out of it, landing on his feet behind the larger champion. St. John grabs Ebdon by the hair and Ebdon responds with a rake of the eyes then trips St. John so that he crashes in to the ring steps face first. Seeing the table now cleared off Ebdon grabs St. John by the hair and smashes his face on to the ring steps multiple times, and the fans actually count along with each shot. ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! FOUR!! FIVE!! SIX!! SEVEN!! ...just before eight Ebdon realizes they’re counting and stops, flipping off the fans and just letting St. John’s body fall limply back to the floor. The fans boo as Ebdon begins to drag the larger man over toward the table, forcing him on top of the announce table with everything he’s got before climbing up alongside him. Ebdon pulls him to his feet and signals for the SUPREMACY EFFECT through the table but St. John counters it, nailing Ebdon first with elbow shots and then with a knee to the gut. He once again lifts Ebdon up, setting up for a powerbomb through the table they’re both standing on. Once seated on St. John’s shoulders however Ebdon drives the point of his elbow in to the top of St. John’s head multiple times and the big man begins to stagger. Ebdon flips himself around so he’s now facing forwards and just jumps forward, grabbing St. John on the way down in a ¾ Facelock and driving him through the announce table with a modified version of the EGO CUTTER!
David Wright: EGO CUTTER! Out of sheer desperation I must add.
Reggie Stallworth: COVER HIM PETE! YOU’VE GOT THIS MATCH WON!
Suddenly When I’m Gone hits and everyone turns their attention to the Entrance ramp. Blake Selters walks out and just stands there watching. Pete slowly manages to get to his feet and stares at Blake. He points to him and then picks up a chair begging Blake to get involved, he was so full of adrenaline but Blake just stands there with a smirk on his face. Hannah starts to charge up the ramp after Blake when someone dressed in black and wearing a ski mask nails her with a chop block to her knee before heading to the back past Blake with security chasing them. Pete Ebdon doesn’t notice Joseph standing up behind him with a crazed look in his eyes. Suddenly one of the camera men gets Joseph’s attention and nails him right in the head with the camera breaking the camera into pieces and knocking Joseph out cold Pete quickly turns around and looks at Joseph out cold and then the camera man who just stares at Pete and then walks up the ramp way.
Reggie Stallworth: A Camera man just took out Joseph and he has yet to move.
David Wright: Hannah is holding her knee and in pain. Could these be who Blake was talking?<p>
Reggie Stallworth: How the hell should I know? I’m not sure of much of what has went on today.<p>
Pete continues to look from the man to Joseph as the man walks right past Blake without saying a word causing Blake to smirk while continuing to watch the match.
David Wright: What the hell was that?!
Reggie Stallworth: I’m getting word that had absolutely nothing to do with The Pantheon as they’ve been ordered to stay away from ringside by Ebdon.
David Wright: Like any of us believe that.
Pete turns to Joseph and with a shrug he drops to the arena floor and drapes his body over top of Joseph while hooking his leg.
ONE…
David Wright: This one is obviously over.
TWO…
Reggie Stallworth: Another one for the good guys!
THRE… Joseph manages to fire his shoulder off of the mat at the last second.
David Wright: JOSEPH GOT HIS SHOULDER UP! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD HE GOT HIS SHOULDER OFF THE GROUND IN THE NICK OF TIME
Again the look of frustration crosses Pete’s face as he climbs to his feet and tries to drag the almost deadweight of Joseph St. John back into the ring. Finally Pete manages to roll Joseph under the ropes and into the ring before climbing the corner turnbuckle sliding across the chain and pulling down the cowbell of doom! Ebdon drops to the mat much to the delight of the fans and he pulls back and clobbers Joseph over the head sending a loud ringing through the entire arena.
Reggie Stallworth: I’ve always said PDW needs more cowbells.
Ebdon again pulls the bell back and again he sends it crashing against the back of Joseph’s skull opening a tiny cut that begins to trickle down his back onto the mat. To Pete’s surprise the blows don’t keep St. John on the mat as he begins to push himself to get up. Obviously groggy St. John grasps the top rope to hold himself up as Pete charges forward only to be caught with an unexpected boot to the jaw. The move sends Pete staggering into the turnbuckle where Joseph charges forward like a bull nailing Pete with a sickening full body splash. Joseph then grabs Pete’s skull and slams it straight into the connection partition between the two parts of the cage.
David Wright: That gash in Ebdon’s skull just keeps bleeding his entire upper body is coated in it’s crimson stain.
Joseph St. John positions Ebdon in the corner and sizes up the cruiserweight before driving a hard knee in to the gut that rocks Ebdon. He sizes him up again and again drives the knee to the gut before backing off in to the opposite corner. After a quick signal to the crowd St. John charges across the ring at Ebdon but Ebdon ducks out of the way, using St. John’s own momentum to send him crashing face first in to the piece of steel cage. St. John bounces back, holding his head in pain but Ebdon isn’t done quite yet. He grabs a chair and sets it up in the middle of the ring, charging at St John who’s pulled himself up in to the corner and landing a hard knee strike to the gut before hooking his head and bulldogging him straight down on to the chair. Blood begins to trickle down St. John’s head but it’s obviously not fast enough a flow for Ebdon yet who pulls St John back up and whips him to the ropes again, catching him with a drop toehold on to the chair. The second impact with the chair opens up the wound on St John’s head and the blood begins to flow more freely now. Ebdon wipes some up on his hand and leans over the ropes, showing Hannah the blood before flicking it at her. Angrily she tries to get in to the ring but Richter grabs her off the apron and just carries her away, much to Ebdon’s delight.
Reggie Stallworth: That blow from the camera really seems to be affecting St. John’s ability to concentrate at this point; it wouldn’t surprise me if he has a concussion.
David Wright: Even more importantly both men are busted wide-open and our ring mat seems to have been stained a permanent red.
Reggie Stallworth: Don’t forget up next we’re going to get to witness Nicholas Jaxx bust Steve Jason open from ear to ear.
Ebdon again moves towards Joseph laying a single arm over his chest in complete exhaustion.
ONE…
TWO…
T… Joseph again manages to shoot his shoulder off of the mat.
David Wright: I’m almost beginning to wonder if Joseph should save himself and live to fight another day.
Reggie Stallworth: If that was the case he’d be nothing more than a fucking coward.
Pete jumps to his feet again and begins to look at the referee in disbelief. Pete lifts his hands and slaps them together three times quickly before screaming something else at the referee. The referee mouths something back and Ebdon again is set off. Blood flies everywhere as Ebdon continues to scream only to have his legs swept out from under him as Joseph St. John tries to wrap him up in a schoolboy pinning combination.
One…
Reggie Stallworth: ST. JOHN’S GOT THE SHORTS!
TWO…
THR… Pete Ebdon manages to shoot his shoulder off the mat just in the nick of time as a pool of blood remains below where Pete was positioned.
David Wright: Kick out by Ebdon, but there is a lot of blood on that mat. We’re seeing actual puddles of blood coat the ring at the moment. I don’t know how either man is still going.
Reggie Stallworth: It’s all about the gold, Joseph wants to break the ‘curse’ and Pete wants to prove that he’s that much better than Joseph St. John.
David Wright: Either way we’re getting to watch a war.
Ebdon is the first man to climb to his feet and again he begins to scale the wall of the cage this time managing to free the staple gun. Pete drops to the mat and much to his surprise stands Joseph St. John. Joseph stands a matter of feet away and Pete just starts firing off staple after staple. The staples just bounce off Joseph’s chest though as he finally manages to corner Pete against the turnbuckle. Joseph grabs hold of Pete’s hand and with all the strength in his body he begins to turn the staple gun towards Pete’s face. The look of sheer fear crosses Ebdon’s face as JSJ places the gun against his forehead and pulls the trigger not twice but three times sending the metal spears into Pete’s scalp.
David Wright: For the love of god a staple gun?! A cowbell?! What’s next?!
Reggie Stallworth: A tazer?
David Wright: I hope not.
Joseph grabs Pete again and fires him off the side of the cage dropping him hard onto the top of the ring ropes. Ebdon bounces off the ropes and back into the ring only to be floored with a boat to the jaw. For the second time in the match Ebdon finds himself lying on his back because of a big boot from the champion. Joseph moves forward and drops an elbow hard into Pete’s chest before hooking his leg and going for the cover.
One…
TWO… Pete shoots a shoulder off of the mat.
David Wright: Near fall by Joseph St. John.
Reggie Stallworth: Pete was just resting his body, everyone needs a break. Even the Anointed One!
Joseph climbs to both knees rolling under the bottom rope as a giant pool of blood rests under the two men on the mat. St John pulls a table in to the ring and begins to set it up in the corner, carefully balancing it against the ropes. He pulls Ebdon to his feet by his hair and attempts to Irish Whip him toward the table but Ebdon runs up it, floating over the ropes and landing on the apron. St. John watches this in almost disbelief before charging at Ebdon who responds with a shoulder to the gut, flipping up over the ropes and hitting a sunset flip on St John, smashing his head against a trash can lid in the ring as he does so. Ebdon rolls to his feet and pulls the table down, setting it up in the middle of the ring with a grin before grabbing a chair and placing it down on top of the table. Ebdon grabs a second chair and as St John gets back to his feet Ebdon cracks him in the back, dropping the big man to his knees, his head falling down on to the chair that now rests on top of the table. Ebdon takes the chair he’s holding and smashes St John across the back of the head in a modified One-Man Conchairto before placing it down on top of St John’s head. He climbs the ropes in the corner before looking across the ring at the cage and jumps down, walking across and climbing the cage instead. Carefully balancing himself on the very top Ebdon strikes his trademark Crucifix pose, a sick smile on his face, before leaping off and twisting in the air, crashing down on top of the chair with the BRITISH SPLASH, not only driving himself through the table but in the process sandwiching St. John’s head between the two chairs and driving that through the table as well. The fans go mental as both men lay motionless in the ring.
David Wright: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Reggie Stallworth: JOSEPH ST. JOHN IS DEAD! HERE IS YOUR WINNER AS A RESULT OF MURDER! PETE EBDON!
David Wright: Shut up you idiot. I’m starting to get concerned about Joseph St. John by the looks of him he has no idea where he’s at right now. His eyes are glazed over and I’m worried he may have a serious concussion.
Reggie Stallworth: It comes with the territory, if you can’t handle the heat stay out of the kitchen.
Both men begin to roll around the ring and Joseph manages to make his way to the outside of the ring where he sits on both knees. Ebdon still lays face first in a pool of his own blood before climbing up. The camera zooms in on Pete’s face and displays the absolutely gigantic gash that continues to pour blood. On the outside of the ring for whatever reason begins to climb the outside of one of the panels of the cage. On the inside of the ring Pete Ebdon sets up a steel chair in a seated position. Ebdon bounces off of the far ropes, leaps up the chair springboards off of the top rope and into the side of the cage. With a loud snapping noise the crowd is in absolute shock as the panel of cage now holding the weight of both Joseph St. John and Pete Ebdon gives way and begins to fall slowly towards the first few rows. As the cage begins to fall Joseph slams down hard into the first three rows with a thud while the cage follows catching between the ring apron and the ring barricade. Ebdon’s body comes crashing down against the propped cage and he let’s out a shrill scream as he clutches his ribs.
David Wright: WE NEED SOME HELP OUT HERE RIGHT NOW! THAT CAGE JUST GAVE WAY AND WE’VE GOT JOSEPH ST. JOHN LYING IN A HEAP IN THE FRONT ROW!
Reggie Stallworth: Forget Joseph St. John! Pete Ebdon could be broken in half! Let’s get some qualified Pantheon professionals out here to administer the proper medical attention that he deserves.
Medical personnel rush from the back and begin to try to push their way through the tattered remains of the House of Fun and they begin to pull fans from beneath Joseph St. John. The first of the two men to begin to move is Joseph who seemed to have some cushioning to his fall. Joseph rolls his body over the barricade back into the ringside area and he pulls Ebdon from the fallen cage and lays his body overtop of his for the attempted cover.
One…
David Wright: THIS HAS TO BE IT!
TWO…
Reggie Stallworth: PETE!
THRE…. Pete manages to just roll his shoulder off of the mat.
Joseph attempts another pin this time hooking Pete’s leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… Once again Pete shoots his arm off the mat.
Joseph climbs to his knees and pulls Ebdon to his feet immediately throwing him shoulder first into the cage before leaving Pete in a heap. Joseph steps over the top rope and climbs to the outside of the ring before reaching under the ring apron and he pulls out two tables. Joseph slides the tables under the bottom rope and into the ring. Joseph follows the tables in and approaches Ebdon and delivers a hard knee to Pete’s jaw. Both men continue to bleed profusely and Joseph wastes no time setting up the two tables side-by-side. Joseph then turns and begins to pull Ebdon up to the top of the cage.
David Wright: What’s Joseph St. John doing? That’s completely unfamiliar territory for Joseph St. John.
Joseph turns himself into a seated position and he pulls Ebdon up over his head in a crucifix position.
David Wright: HE’S GOING FOR NOW THAT’S GANGSTA FROM THE TOP OF THE CAGE!
Ebdon manages to wiggle slightly and in midair spins and he drives a fist into the back of Joseph’s head. Ebdon begins to fall down the cage, but surprisginly he manages to catch himself on one of the rungs. The busted open and bloody mess that Is Pete Ebdon begins to climb the cage, but he doesn’t climb straight up, no he climbs to the further point to the cage from Joseph St. John.
Reggie Stallworth: PETE GET DOWN! YOU DON’T NEED TO BE UP THERE! DW I’m not sure how safe that cage really is.
The cage shakes as Pete Ebdon manages to pull himself to his feet and he begins to move slowly and then more quickly. Ebdon manages to tightrope walk the top of the cage and he leaps forward grabbing Joseph’s neck and flying from the cage. The Ego Cutter takes both men from the top of the cage and it pulls Joseph head first down and through the two wooden tables that he’d setup.
Reggie Stallworth: EGO CUTTER! EGO CUTTER FROM THE TOP OF THE CAGE!
Fans: HOLY FUCK! HOLY FUCK!
David Wright: I have never seen such a move in my entire life!
T.C. Payne begins to pull the tattered remains out of the way and she immediately dives to the mat and slams her fist down, but the camera is unable to see through the mess.
ONE…
David Wright: WHOSE GOT THE PIN?!
TWO...
David Wright: I CAN’T SEE ANYTHING RIGHT NOW!
THREE…
David Wright: WHOSE THE WINNER?!
Slowly the sound of “Halo” by Soil blasts across the PA system. Christy Matthews rolls in to the ring carrying the PDW Prodigy Championship belt and places it across the lifeless body of Pete Ebdon. Joshua Payne charges from the back of the arena and absolutely elated he dives under the bottom rope and into the ring. Josh throws the table aside and he pulls Pete to his feet. Ebdon looks absolutely shocked as Josh drapes the title over his friends shoulder and hoists his arm up into the air.
David Wright: PETE EBDON HAS DONE IT! PETE EBDON HAS DEFEATED THE ODDS AND HAS BECOME PRODIGY CHAMPION! I may not like the guy but after the show he put on here tonight I have to respect him. He’s a bloody mess and for the life of me I can’t figure out how he’s done it!
Josh lifts Pete’s arm in the air as he holds up the Prodigy Title, while Josh holds his own Platinum Title and the crowd reluctantly let’s out a valiant cheer. Pete’s face looks absolutely disgusting, but that can’t stop the celebration as Pete leans forward kissing his title immediately leaving a bloodstained imprint of his face. From the remains of the table slowly rises the battered, beaten and bloodied body of Joseph St. John. The look on the face of the former champion is an obvious look of disappointment, but he can’t help but show a slight bit of respect for his opponent.
Reggie Stallworth: Pantheon Two. PDW Zero.
Joshua Payne hands Ebdon back over to Christy and he reaches out picking Joseph’s arm up and he lifts it up into the air and points to the former champion as the crowd erupts in cheers. Payne leans over and he even embraces Joseph as if to congratulate the former champ on a job well done. Josh finally throws Joseph’s arm up, but this time he spins the former champ around, throws him up in the air and out of nowhere Pete Ebdon catches him with a devastating neck breaker.
Reggie Stallworth: Death Sentence!
David Wright: And just when I thought The Pantheon was starting to show some class and dignity.
Reggie Stallworth: I actually prefer it this way.
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen the winner of this match AND NEW PDW PRODIGY CHAMPION is The Anointed One: The Messiah of Professional Wrestling and Lord of the Ring, PETE EBDON!!
Ebdon puts the belt across his shoulder and climbs the ropes, striking his trademark mock-crucifix pose once more, while Josh ascends another turnbuckle lifting his Platinum Title into the air. Pete and Josh both drop to the mat give each other a congratulatory hug before rolling out of the ring and walking up the ramp, leaving St. John lying in the middle of the ring.
We cut to backstage, where none other than Christy Matthews can be seen opening a locker room door, no doubt getting ready for the upcoming Bloodshed Championship match. Everything seems calm and very much like business as usual as she steps into the door and closes it, nothing happening for several seconds...
...then suddenly a forklift can be seen whirring into view, loaded with a number of heavy looking crates. It passes the locker room door, then suddenly comes to a halt right in front of the door. It reverses so that the crates are facing the door itself, then suddenly speeds up so that it's blocking the door, preventing any and all access. The rattling of the doorknob can be heard, followed abruptly by a single knock, then a more frantic one. The driver of the forklift suddenly makes himself known now as he hops out from the forklift and peers at the door with a satisfied look on his face. It's...
...Steve Jason?
He's completely decked out for battle in the ring now, clad in his ringwear. His Bloodshed Championship is not being held on his shoulder for a change and is instead strapped around his waist- the reason for this becomes apparent by looking at his shoulder- attached to it is a sling used to hang a large, thick and long object on his back. The object has been deliberately hidden from view, concealed with a black cloth. In his hand is the sai he's taken to carrying around in the last few days. He eyes the door and listens to the pounding against the door, then suddenly kneels down next to the forklift and rams his sai straight through one of the tyres! The air rushes out of the tyre, quickly deflating it. Steve doubles around to the next tyre and repeats the motion, leaving it with two flat tyres. He pockets the sai, then doubles around to the front of the forklift and now rummages in the front before producing a car battery, which he rips out and proceeds to tuck under his arm. He chuckles, then finally turns to face the barricaded door.
Steve Jason: Don't worry, Ms. Matthews. Security here are somewhat professional. It didn't take them all that long to find Tialata after I took care of them. It might take them a little longer to move a dead forklift from out the front of the door, but you'll probably be out in time to escort your pal's mangled, battered wreck of a body to the hospital after the end of the night. Until then? Two down...
A chilly smile crosses Steve's face as he says that, turning away from the now-blockaded doorway, with the two wheels and the removed battery ensuring the forklift is going nowhere fast. He ignores the hammering and frantic yelling from the other side of the door as he walks away, his smile quickly fading into a hard, unemotional mask as he makes his way away from the locker room and in the direction of the ring itself.
We fade to another part of the arena where Nicholas Jaxx is watching everything on the monitors with a smile on his face. He turns to Joshua Payne who stands behind him, the PDW Platinum Championship draped across his shoulder, and laughs.
Nicholas Jaxx: I didn’t imagine this guy calling me “dumb” about fifty fucking times in the past, right?
Joshua Payne: I doubt it, that’s about the only material he has. Probably said the same thing about me, I honestly don’t remember.
Nicholas Jaxx: If he accepts my challenge and we DO meet again, remind me to tell him that he’s the most clichéd mother fucker I think I’ve EVER gone up against. Honestly, first he does the bullshit “back pedalling” lines when we both know that we played him like the gullible little fucker he is...
Joshua Payne: With a smile on our faces the whole time, might I add.
Nicholas Jaxx: And now what, he takes out Tialata earlier tonight and he locks Christy in her damn locker room? Add that to the fact that he’s “seen stables try to take over twenty times” and honestly dude, I don’t think this guy has ever had a thought in this business he hasn’t stolen from a rival promotion!
Joshua Payne: He's just nervous, shoulda smelt him at the urinal earlier. Nervous toots.
Jaxx looks at Payne with a crooked grin.
Nicholas Jaxx: I don’t even want to KNOW what you were doing watching him pee.
Joshua Payne: What’s that meant to mean?
Nicholas Jaxx: Seriously dude, first you’re stalking Star and offering to be a father to her kid and now you’re watching Steve Jason take a whizz? Remind me to lock the door behind me next time I need to use the bathroom!
Joshua Payne: Don’t flatter yourself.
The two men just laugh with Jaxx looking somewhat nervous suddenly.
Nicholas Jaxx: You know what’s scary? I’m actually more worried right now that you’re filming me take a shit than I am about beating Jason in the main event. There’s something wrong with that, right?
Joshua Payne: Not at all. Steve Jason is nothing more than a cheap whore using his championship status in this company to justify his existence. You take that from him tonight and you finish crushing the very essence of his being.
Nicholas Jaxx: Right, so crush his being? Gotcha!
Payne looks at Jaxx with disgust and Jaxx just laughs.
Nicholas Jaxx: Fuck dude, I’m kidding. Lighten up, we’re about to make history. And if you see Ebby around give him a message from me: I don’t want you two coming out there. This shit is personal tonight. Next week we can beat him within an inch of his life if that’s what you want to do but tonight this is about Nicholas Jaxx proving something to the world. The Jaxxster is dead dude, long live The Sinner!
Jaxx grabs the jacket he normally wears to the ring and flicks off the monitor, walking off in the direction of the ring and pulling some white tape from his pocket, finishing taping up his fists as he disappears around the corner.
Reverse Ladder Match: Bloodshed Championship
Steve Jason © vs Nicholas Jaxx
Aversion Therapy jumps from commercials and pans through the arena to a frenzied crowd of loyal PDW fans excited for the forthcoming match up. The camera cuts to a smiling Sammantha Jinx in the ring just before heading ringside to both David Wright and Reggie Stallworth.
David Wright: And this is the moment we’ve all been waiting for! That match that will make history in PDW for a whole lot of different reasons! STEVE JASON VERSUS NICHOLAS JAXX PART DEUX!
Reggie Stallworth: DW, I didn’t know you spoke Spanish?
David Wright: My God. Anyway! SJ and Jaxx have bitterly hated each other for the better part of the month, and it appears like Jaxx is getting the upper hand with his attacks week in, week out, and the allegiance of the Pantheon.
Reggie Stallworth: Who been all over the place tonight, wrecking havoc!
David Wright: And I’m betting that SJ's been vowing to save his vengeance for this match, and that he's about ready to unleash complete havoc on anything and everything that gets in his way. We’ve previously saw him take out part of Jaxx’s crew in Reuben Tialata! He also BARRICADED Christy Matthews! An after the matches the other members of the Pantheon had I think it’s safe to say that it’ll be 100% Steve Jason vs. Nicholas Jaxx in this thing, no questions asked!
Reggie Stallworth: We’ve already seen fellow Patheon member Pete Ebdon claim the Prodigy Championship in a hellacious battle against Joseph St. John. If Jaxx is able to defeat Steve Jason that’ll be THREE championship belts for his crew! They already dominate PDW enough! Imagine what they’d be like if THAT happened!
The camera now cuts right back to the ring to Sammantha Jinx. As usual, she smiles out at the crowd before raising her microphone to her lips.
Sammantha Jinx: The following contest is a Reverse Ladder Match for the Platinum Dynasty Wrestling Bloodshed Championship.
Darkness engulfs the arena and after a few moments the screen flicks to life…
...NICHOLAS JAXX WILL STEAL THE SHOW IN...
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...NOW!!
I’M BRINGING SEXY BACK (YEAH!!)
THEM OTHER FUCKERS DON’T KNOW HOW TO ACT (YEAH!!)
After the Justin Timberlake intro “Sinner” by Drowning Pool hits the PA system as the crowd begin to boo wildly. As the lights flick back on again we see a figure standing with his back to the camera, a jacket on with “King Of Sin” written on the back and the hood pulled up over his head. He spins around and holds out his hands to his side, standing on the top of the ramp for a few moments to absorb the abuse from the crowd. He holds up a finger as though telling the fans to wait a moment before ducking back behind the curtain, returning moments later with his mace-like weapon he calls the "FTW". He puts it over his shoulder as he walks to the ring, leaping on to the apron and over the top rope with ease before walking across the ring, climbing the turnbuckles to the second rope and looking out around the crowd, pulling his hood down and shielding his eyes from the lights and just absorbing their hatred of him. He places the FTW in the corner before walking over to Sammantha Jinx and handing her a fresh new card to read from.
Sammantha Jinx: Introducing, from Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada and weighing in at 199 pounds, he is YOUR PLATINUM DYNASTY WRESTLING MAIN EVENT, this is "THE SINNER" NICHOLAS JAXX!!
The crowd boo and jeer wildly as Jaxx holds out his arms and absorbs it all with a smile.
David Wright: I think it’s safe to say that the Nicholas Jaxx we see here is NOT the same man that came into PDW just a few short months ago. "The Jaxxster" that people knew is dead. There's a lot changing in the world of Nicholas Jaxx at the moment. I wouldn’t be surprised to see him try and really dish out the damage in this match up.
Reggie Stallworth: You mean like he’s BEEN doing? I know SJ is about tired of this man invading his world like this.
Sammantha Jinx: And his opponent, rom Sunset Coast, Australia…at a weight of 240 pounds, he is the reigning PDW Bloodshed Champion…STEVE JASON!!!
Darkness engulfs the arena and after a few moments the screen flicks to life... but hasn't this entrance already been seen just a few moments ago?
......NICHOLAS JAXX WILL HAVE HIS LEGS BROKEN BY STEVE JASON IN......
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...NOW!!
As soon as that countdown completes, the ever-familiar heavy guitar intro to Breaking Benjamin’s “Believe” blasts over the PA system and the now regular blast of white and blue pyros flares up around the entrance ramp. As the guitar introduction continues, white and blue searchlight beams trigger and begin to wash over the entrance ramp and the general path to the ring. As this happens, a silvery plume of sparkler fire lights up in front of the curtain before Steve Jason strides out of the remnants. While he wears his usual attire, the color scheme has changed for this match- switching from white boardshorts with blue trim to black with blue, and foregoing the short-sleeved shirt he usually wears down to the ring. The signs of the last few weeks' battles are still on him, but he seems to be ignoring them, outright fury now on his face. Slung across his back is a large, thick cylindrical looking object inside a black silk bag strapped around his shoulder, the Bloodshed Championship around his waist as he makes his descent.
Don’t tread the water
Just stay still
I’ll not be bothered
By you until
I’m picking sides
And pulling the strings
I’m living lies
And shedding skin
I’m open wide
And letting you in
I’m wronging rights
Steve has proceeded to the foot of the ring at this point, eyeing the apron in front of him with intensity. Suddenly, the sung verse becomes an intense, angry chorus as Steve jumps onto the apron in time with the first opening shout, gripping the ropes and flinging his arms back. Obviously he has no shirt, so it doesn't fly off while the chorus blasts.
Be-lieve!
I don’t care what you want!
I just want mine!
Shut up!
Smart little bitch!
I don’t need lies!
At this point, Steve has sidestepped along the apron and reached the nearest turnbuckle. He unslings the black cloth bag and sets it down at the foot of the turnbuckle while removing his title belt, ascending the turnbuckle in time with the continuing chorus, which is now slightly softer than the angrier tune of before as he raises the Bloodshed Championship to the air.
I don’t care what you want, I just want mine...
Get up!
Force it to fit!
Confined inside!
As the chorus ends and descends into sharp and short guitar blasts, Steve hops down from the turnbuckle and enters the ring itself, assuming a ready-to-fight martial arts stance.
David Wright: Whoa! Talk about disrespect! You can tell Steve Jason has HAD it with Nicholas Jaxx and everyone he’s associated with!
Reggie Stallworth: Like I said…he’s tired of it. But he needs to stay on his toes or Jaxx could snatch that title right out from under him.
David Wright: I got a feeling alertness won’t be a problem for SJ tonight.
The tension in the arena is now by far the highest it’s been all night with these two men standing face to face. It appears that the ring has already been littered with several weapons. Steve Jason and Nicholas Jaxx keep their eyes trained on one another, no blinking involved, as SJ hands T.C. Payne the Bloodshed championship. She in turn hands it to a nearby stagehand who takes it to the announce table and out of reach for the time being. T.C. then turns to both men and looks as though she is about to talk to them but Jaxx suddenly shoves her out of the way and levels Steve Jason with a clothesline! The bell suddenly rings and the match is officially underway!
Reggie Stallworth: Damn, somebody’s eager!
David Wright: Eager enough to disrespect the referee!
Reggie Stallworth: Can he get fired for that?
David Wright: I doubt it or else PDW would have absolutely no wrestlers.
The fallen Steve Jason quickly pops back to his feet only to receive another hard clothesline from his opponent. Once SJ falls once again Jaxx stands back and waits for him to climb back to his feet. He then goes for his third clothesline but this time SJ grabs a hold of his arm in mid-throw and knocks him clean across the ring with a vicious European uppercut to the chin! Jaxx hits the mat with a thud and SJ stalks towards him immediately. He quickly begins laying rapid boots to the body of Jaxx, SJ then grabs Jaxx by the throat and hauls him to his feet. With his hand still wrapped tightly around Jaxx’s throat SJ balls his fist tightly and hits Jaxx with a solid body punch, followed by another. He then tosses Jaxx into the corner and charges after him immediately, smashing his body into him and knocking all the wind from Jaxx body. The impact causes Jaxx to slowly slink to the mat, allowing SJ time to remove the covering from the turnbuckle with a determined, stone cold gaze. SJ tosses the covering into the crowd and the fans roar in delight, but SJ doesn’t pay it much mind. He’s right back on Jaxx, grabbing a handful of his hair and pulling him to his feet. He then spins Jaxx around and grabs the back of his neck before slamming him head first into the exposed metal! Jaxx’s hands shoot to his face at the searing pain, attempting to guard it but it is no use. SJ bounces his head off of the exposed turnbuckle once again! And just like that, the blood begins to pour!
David Wright: OH MY GOD!!! Steve Jason has busted Nicholas Jaxx open already!
Reggie Stallworth: He told him he was gonna hurt him. Both of these dudes are out to inflict as much damage as possible!
David Wright: and what a perfect attitude to have. That blood just allowed the champion to end this match whenever he wants to!
SJ looks then turns away from Jaxx and looks to be heading outside of the ring for his belt but suddenly pauses and turns back around to look at Jaxx who is beginning to struggle to his feet, face washed in crimson. He runs back to Jaxx and slaps his arms around him before tossing him over his head with a belly to belly suplex. It is obvious that SJ has no intention of this match ending early as he continues his assault by curb stomping Jaxx with no mercy, shouting at him the entire time. He lifts Jaxx once again and clobbers him square in the nose with a straight punch before delivering a Michinoku Driver. Jaxx lays sprawled out in the center of the ring with Steve Jason staring down at him, but not for long. This time SJ actually does exit the ring and heads straight for the announce table. He gets his belt in his grasp as well as folding up a steal chair to head back into the ring with. SJ tosses the chair over the ropes and into the ring, opting to hang onto his belt once he slides under the ropes and into the ring. Once inside, he looks up at the empty wire hanging from the ceiling to the cheering of many fans just before he places the belt at his feet and picks up the chair. He then walks over to Jaxx with it just as he begins to stir and slams the top of the chair right into his sternum. As a follow up, SJ smacks Jaxx across the scar with the chair, leaving a huge dent in the metal. He tosses the chair aside just after and yanks Jaxx to his feet by the hair once again only to floor him with a T-Bone Suplex.
Reggie Stallworth: Goddamn! Jaxx needs to get his weight up! The champion is making him his bitch in there!
David Wright: Steve Jason doesn’t have that reputation for nothing. And I think it’s safe to say that Nicholas Jaxx has certain pushed him to his limits. This thing could go all night!
Reggie Stallworth: With the way it’s looking right now it could end or Jaxx in a few minutes!
As Steve Jason pulls Jaxx to his feet once again, he tosses him over his shoulder and carries him to the corner where his sits Jaxx right on the top turnbuckle. SJ climbs up and places Jax into a front face lock, but Jaxx finally begins showing signs of life as he punches SJ in the stomach. But even so SJ keeps his hold on Jaxx, attempting to suplex him from the top rope and onto the chair. Jaxx wraps his hand around the ropes, creating resistance and uses his other hand to rake SJ’s eyes. He then maneuvers SJ around and the Bloodshed Champion with a J-Cutter onto the steel chair!
David Wright: Nicholas Jaxx with a J-Cutter to SJ! Holy hell!
Reggie Stallworth: OH MY GOD IT’S ALIVE!!!
Now back to his feet, Jaxx picks up the steel chair and admires the dent in the middle, waiting for Jason to get back to his feet before smashing him around the face with the chair, dropping him to the mat once again. With a grin on his face he walks over to the corner of the ring and begins shoving the chair in between the second and third turnbuckles, attempting to position it so that it stays upright. He then looks over at Jason, who incredibly is already up to his knees, and grabs him by the hair, pulling him the rest of the way to his feet and whips him toward the chair but Jason stops himself at the last moment, putting both arms on the top rope to stop himself crashing in to the chair. He turns only to receive a stiff kick to the back of the leg from Jaxx which drops him to one knee. Without even a hint of setting up for it Jaxx then hits the J-Kick out of nowhere, smashing Jason's head directly in to the chair. Jason actually stays upright for a second before falling face first to the mat. Jaxx picks up the chair again and points at the even larger dent in the middle of it, shouting out at the fans and asking them what they think of their hero now. It is now Steve Jason who lies incapacitated in the ring, much to the delight of Nicholas Jaxx. He searches around the ring momentarily before finally making his way towards the corner where he leaps up onto the top rope in one quick motion. He then stands tall, staring down at an out cold Steve Jason before a picturesque 630 corkscrew splash!
David Wright: Look at this. Jaxx is taunting both Steve Jason AND the crowd before hitting him with the J-Press. It’s hard to believe just how personal this thing has gotten between these two men.
Reggie Stallworth: That’s usually how it works. Although Steve Jason’s always seemed like such a cool cat. He’s pissed as hell tonight though. And Nicholas Jaxx just has something crazy in his eyes that I’ve never seen before. This shit just got real!
Having laid out his opponent Nicholas Jaxx comes to his feet once again only to walk to the other side of the ring, drop down, and roll out. It is as if the crowd has ESP as them scream in frenzy just before Jaxx heads under the ring and slides back out with the 20 foot ladder that they’ve no doubt been waiting for the entire night. With it now in his grasp, Jaxx looks at it with a smile before sliding it under the bottom rope. But surprisingly Jaxx does not enter the ring. He instead pulls out another ladder! The fans go wild as Jaxx tosses that ladder in as well then and follows it inside. He quickly sets that ladder up as a battered Steve lies on the ground now as Jaxx callously puts the boots to him a few times, then looks around for another weapon to finish the job, spotting a chair on the far end of the ring and heading over towards it. He instead goes under it and pulls out another ladder! All the while, Steve lies on the ground in obvious pain, his hand reaching around for something, anything, to use against Jaxx... then suddenly his grip closes around a weapon. Jaxx finally gets his hands on the chair again, waiting for Steve to get up. As Steve does, Jaxx makes a run for Steve with the chair... only to suddenly be clocked in the face with the FTW! Steve managed to pick up the FTW! He's holding the brutal weapon in both hands, an almost sadistic look on his face as a bloodied Jaxx staggers backwards, holding his face! Steve moves in, eyes Jaxx carefully, then almost casually brings the FTW down in Jaxx's skull, knocking him down to the ground! A chilly smirk crosses Steve's face, then he throws the weapon down with disdain.
Reggie Stallworth: DAMN! What the hell was that?!
David Wright: Steve Jason just nailed Jaxx with the FTW!
With Jaxx now prone in the corner Jason charges at him but Jaxx is able to avoid it at the last moment and as Jason leaves his feet Jaxx ducks out of the way and Jason connects with a Stinger Splash hitting nothing but the turnbuckles. He hits the mat holding his chest as Jaxx begins to climb the ropes but Jason kicks out at Jaxx's standing leg causing him to lose his balance and crotch himself on the ropes. Jason climbs the ropes, signaling for the S3, but Jaxx begins to fight it off. Jason, now balanced on the ropes as well, pushes Jaxx to the mat but Jaxx rolls straight back to his feet again, reaching to the corner and grabbing his FTW weapon. As Jason gets to his feet and steadies himself on the ropes Jaxx swings the FTW as hard as he can, smashing Jason square in the face and knocking him from the turnbuckles all the way to the outside. Before he's even landed his blood has already begun to spill out on to the mat below and Jaxx struggles to his feet, looking down at the pool of blood collecting by Jason's head with a gratified smile. The amount of noise at this point in the arena is deafening. Jaxx at last turns from Steve Jason’s vulnerable body and heads for the ladder.
Reggie Stallworth: FINALLY! Getting down the BUSINESS!
David Wright: They’ve been down to it for weeks now as far as I’m concerned! Even as I watch Jaxx with that ladder I can’t help but think that this match is still far from over!
As Steve struggles to get his bearings, Jaxx seeks to capitalize, slowly picking up the ladder and setting it up. Steve shakes his head clear, eyes up Jaxx, then turns around and heads the other way towards one of the turnbuckles, where the black cloth bag he'd left is waiting for him, and rummages through it. The crowd can't believe Steve's letting Jaxx get away as he reaches into the bag and suddenly produces a long, thick, steel... arm? An entire arm has been grafted out of steel, complete with a thick, heavy looking fist, like some kind of super-gauntlet. Steve slides his arm into the gauntlet, flexing the fist before suddenly charging towards Jaxx, who's now set up the ladder and is preparing to climb it before striking out with the massive steel arm-gauntlet! Jaxx's head snaps back and his entire body is flung backwards before landing with an abrupt crash, bleeding even more heavily than before.
Reggie Stallworth: WHAT…THE…FUCK?!
David Wright: DID YOU SEE THAT?!
Reggie Stallworth: Hell yeah I saw it but what the fuck is it?!
David Wright: Some sort of medieval weaponry! And it just made Nicholas Jaxx lose a few pints of blood!
The crowd can hardly believe what they are witnessing. The blood of these two men paints the ring from each end and continuously spills from their bodies. Steve Jason stands with the gauntlet still on his arm, a wild eyed glare on his face, almost animalistic. But soon enough, Steve Jason begins to search the ring frantically. His eyes finally fall upon his championship belt and he stalks towards it. SJ then looks up at the ladder and back at his belt before heading for the ladder. He reaches it in a matter of seconds but suddenly can’t move…for Nicholas Jaxx has managed to grab hold of his feet. SJ looks behind him and begins to shake it off just when Jaxx raises….a fork? Before SJ’s mind has the chance to register just what it is that Jaxx is holding Jaxx stabs him in the calf, immediately bringing Steve Jason to his knees! SJ’s face is frozen in shock and pain as Jaxx flops onto his stomach and pushes himself up on all fours. SJ is still on his knees, struggling to get to his feet just as Jaxx finally reaches his. He then punches SJ in the throat and snatches the Bloodshed title out of his hand and staggers towards the ladder. Suddenly, Steve grabs Jaxx's arm out of nowhere and hurls him into a heavy Irish Whip against the ropes. Jaxx is overpowered by the whip and shoots off towards the ropes, while Steve heads off in the other direction, still with that gauntlet around his arm. Jaxx comes back on the rebound now, leaving Steve to suddenly smash his gauntlet-clad arm straight into one of Jaxx's kneecaps! Jaxx's leg collapses under him from the impact as he crashes to an abrupt halt on the ground, holding onto his kneecap in sheer agony! It's hard to say how much damage has been done now as Steve looks down at Jaxx, a cold, emotionless look on his face.
David Wright: I really think that these guys are trying to end each other’s careers!
Reggie Stallworth: And what the hell was your first clue?!
The fact that Jaxx is on a level of pain that he has never visited before doesn’t need to be stated by the looks of him. The pain is so severe that he can’t even make a sound…and SJ couldn’t approve more. He once again retrieves the belt once again. The ladder still appears to be standing and at last SJ begins to make his ascension. Rung by rung, with every ounce of strength he has left Steve Jason climbs. The wire lingering above the ring is so close to him he can almost taste it. Jaxx struggles on the mat below, looking up into the glaring lights above as Steve Jason prepares to at last end this match. The revelation causes Jaxx to push on. He begins to prop himself upright, knowing that time is certainly of the essence. Jaxx manages to make it to his feet just as Steve Jason stands perched at the top of the ladder, reaching up to place to ladder on the hook. But out of nowhere Jaxx tosses himself into the ladder! Just as SJ looks to place the belt on the hook the ladder slowly plummets from twenty feet high in the air, throwing Steve Jason outside of the ring and sending him crashing straight through the announce table! The ladder lies against the ropes and Steve Jason lies just as broken and scattered as the pieces of wood underneath him as the announcers scramble away from the scene momentarily, in completely shock and awe and the huge fall that Steve has just taken! Jaxx falls to his knees in the ring, staring outside at an outstretched Steve Jason, the ladder, and the Bloodshed Championship. SJ’s chest rises and falls meagerly as he barely breathes. Jaxx slowly inches his way towards the edge of the ring and rolls out, spilling onto the floor below him. His knee throbs and aches painfully and Jaxx cries out, choosing to crawl over to the carnage he’s created to retrieve SJ’s belt from him. As soon as his hand touches it Jaxx pulls it towards him and cradles it in his arms. He then turns away as Steve Jason stirs, headed back for the ring, all the while SJ has grabbed a broken piece of the wood. He reaches out an arm and swings it like a mighty sword, slashes Jaxx across the back just after he throws the belt into the ring!
Reggie Stallworth: HOLY SHIT! That is gonna leave one bad ass scar!
David Wright: They just don’t wanna give up! I’ve never seen anything like it! They are literally trying to kill each other and one of them just might succeed!
Reggie Stallworth: Whoa...damn. that would make some serious history!
David Wright: What would?
Reggie Stallworth: If one of them actually died. I mean DAMN!
Steve Jason at last begins pulling himself together, making his way up in a standing position as Nicholas Jaxx kneels, immobilized. SJ hits Jaxx straight across the head with the pieces of wood that he had before tossing it aside and pulling Jaxx to his feet. He then goes to whip Jaxx into the ring post but Jaxx reverses it and SJ’s back crashes into it instead! Jaxx limps over to SJ and nails him with a hard punch to the gut and then goes for the Jaxxecutor only to have SJ nail him with a punch of his own and surprise him with a Mawashi-Geri kick. Jaxx stays resilient, however, as SJ yanks him up. He punches SJ square in the nose and tosses him aside. But as he goes for him again, SJ nails him with a sidekick to the stomach. SJ now uses this chance to hop to his feet and the two men begin exchanging blow after blow, moving further up the ramp as if the arena is theirs. Jaxx goes for a clothesline but SJ blocks it clobbers him with a straight punch. SJ lifts Jaxx into the air and smashes him with an S3 onto the stage! With Jaxx still lying face first on the stage Jason looks down at the ladder standing in the ring and almost moves toward it but instead looks down at the side of the stage and sees tables lying flat below him. He leaps off the stage and begins setting two of them up side by side, positioning them just away from the staged area. He then sets up a third and lifts it on top of the other two, positioning it in the middle of the pair of tables before climbing back up on to the stage and kicking Jaxx while he's still getting back to his feet. He grabs Jaxx by the head and attempts to hurl him off the stage but Jaxx counters at the last moment, grabbing hold of the edge of the PDW sign to stop himself from falling. Jason attempts to charge at him to knock him off but Jaxx gets his feet up, kicking Jason square in the face. Jason staggers for a moment and then falls off the stage, landing on the top of his own stack of tables but without the velocity to drive himself through them.
David Wright: It looks like SJ set up his own trap there although it was meant for Jaxx.
Reggie Stallworth: He’s lucky he didn’t go through! He’s been through his share of tables tonight I’m sure!
David Wright: Amen to that!
The fans begin to pop as Jaxx looks up overhead at a lighting rig and the framework holding it up. With a grin on his face he begins to climb the framework until he's about twenty-five feet above the body of Steve Jason. He points down at the Bloodshed Champion as the fans boo and screams "FUCK YOU ALL" at the top of his lungs before leaping off, executing a picture-perfect 450 Shooting Star Swanton Bomb before crashing in to Jason and sending them both through the stack of tables to the floor. The fans begin chanting "HOLY SHIT" at the top of their lungs. The damage has been done to both men in this situation as Nicholas Jaxx lies overtop of Steve Jason. There is no movement from either one of them, just two bloody enemies lying together in a heap of destruction. It seems like hours go by as they continue to lay there, the level of noise in the arena has died down so much that you can almost here the fans breathing. There’s no telling what will happen at this point or if either man can even continue. Referee T.C. Payne stares from inside the ring with concern and curiosity but she can barely see anything. But just then Steve Jason begins to stir underneath of Jaxx. And almost simultaneously Jaxx shows signs of life as well, rolling off of Jason onto the broken wood, baring less of the damage than SJ. He begins a slow crawl back towards the ring as the fans engage in a mixed reaction at his survival. But the ever-strong Steve Jason is seconds behind him. Jaxx clambers to his feet and hops back towards the ring with Steve Jason stumbling somewhere behind him. Jaxx doesn’t even look back. He jus continues on, heading into the ring with much effort as SJ comes closely behind him. There are two ladders to choose from, one leaning against the ropes and one standing up right. Jaxx goes to the one nearest to him, propping it up and wasting no time making his ascension just as SJ spills into the ring.
David Wright: Jaxx is starting up the ladder again and SJ looks in no shape to stop him. I’m afraid for the champion.
Reggie Stallworth: They both went off that stage but SJ took the brunt of it! It nearly broke is damn back!
SJ struggles on the match, doing the best he can to get to his feet but the pain is just too much to bear. Time and time again he falls right back down on the mat. Jaxx is almost at the top of the ladder now while Steve's only just getting up, and it looks like this one could almost be over. Steve slowly works his way up to his feet with what little energy he has left, then looks up at Jaxx, who's just about to make it up to the top step of the ladder with the belt in his hands. Steve's jaw sets and he shakes it off as Jaxx lifts the Bloodshed Championship towards the hook above the ladder... then Steve suddenly flies up on one last burst of energy, running straight up the ladder behind Jaxx! Jaxx barely has time to look behind in shock before Steve grabs his leg in desperation, then leaps off with a Suicide S3 off the top of the ladder! Both he and Jaxx hit the ground with a sickening BANG as both parties spill onto the canvas! Jaxx is down and out, but Steve himself looks like he might have taken some of the damage too as he struggles to sit back up.
Reggie Stallworth: SON OF A BITCH!!!
David Wright: SJ WITH AN S3 FROM THE TOP ROPE! HOLY SHIT! I’VE SEEN IT ALL!!! I HAVE SEEN IT ALL!!!
Reggie Stallworth: THIS MATCH IS FUCKING INSANE!!!
The sheer level of energy is staggering as fans rise to their feet with pride and praise for Platinum Dynasty Wrestling and its Bloodshed Champion. Steve Jason himself nearly seems in shock that he pulled off such a feat. His mind fights the urge for his body to give up, even when he is so close to victory, but Steve Jason overcomes it like he’s done so many times in the past. With Jaxx lying in a pool of his own blood Jason looks around for the Bloodshed Championship, eventually finding it lying outside of the ring. He rolls under the bottom rope and picks it up, barely able to force himself back in to the ring. Jason staggers toward the left ladder as Jaxx begins to come around and begins climbing, holding his ribs as he does so and barely able to put one hand in front of the other. He gets to the top of the ladder and reaches out for the hook to place the championship belt on and just as he grabs it Jaxx hammers him from behind.
David Wright: How the hell is Nicholas Jaxx back on his feet?
Reggie Stallworth: He's Pantheon now, these guys just don't know when to quit!
With Jason's progress temporarily halted Jaxx begins to climb up the right ladder, grabbing Jason's head when he's within range and slamming it on the top of the ladder a few times. Barely maintaining his balance and with pain etched on his face Jaxx reaches the top, grabbing the Bloodshed Championship belt away from Jason and lying it across the top of the ladders, smashing Jason's head on to the belt now as well. That seems to fire Jason up and he begins to fight back with elbow shots to the gut of Jaxx, almost knocking him from the ladder but Jaxx is somehow able to hold on and rakes the eyes of Jason. With Jason now momentarily blinded Jaxx turns around, looking as though he's setting up for a Flatliner off the top of the ladder. Jason attempts to fight back but Jaxx nails him with a few more right hands before pulling him even higher on the ladder so both men are now standing on the very top, Jaxx facing one way and Jason facing the other. With no regard for his own wellbeing Jaxx leaps off the ladder and pulls Jason with him, flipping them both over in mid-air and crashing to the mat with all of his weight on top of Jason.
David Wright: HOLY SHIT!!! FLIPPING FLATLINER FROM JAXX!!
Reggie Stallworth: HE CALLS THAT THE WINDS OF CHANGE!!!
David Wright: If he can recover that could just spell the CHANGE of the Bloodshed Championship!! Steve Jason is out cold!!
Jaxx struggles back to his feet, nothing more than the bitterness toward Jason that he has driving him on now. Slowly he begins to climb the ladders again, almost slipping at one point. The fans begin to boo loudly as he reaches the top and lays his hands on the Bloodshed Championship, slowly reaching up for the hook and hanging the belt up. As soon as he gets the clips shut the bell rings and "Sinner" by Drowning Pool blasts across the PA system.
Reggie Stallworth: NICHOLAS JAXX HAS DONE IT!!!! NICHOLAS JAXX IS BLOODSHED CHAMPION!!!
David Wright: MY GOD WHAT A MATCH!!!
Jaxx unhooks the belt again and just sits on top of the ladders looking at the chaos that's all around the ring and then looking down at the Bloodshed title. The curtains part and Pete Ebdon and Christy Matthews walk down toward the ring but Jaxx doesn't even notice them, wiping the blood from his eyes and just staring at the title. Eventually he holds it up above his head and begins to slowly climb down the ladder, collapsing to his knees when finally back down on the mat.
David Wright: I don't think he can actually believe it...
Christy Matthews asks Sammantha Jinx for the microphone as Ebdon rolls in to the ring and helps Jaxx to his feet, raising his arm in to the air triumphantly.
Christy Matthews: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of your Aversion Therapy main event AND NEW PDW BLOODSHED CHAMPION, "THE SINNER" NICHOLAS JAXX!!!!!
Jaxx almost collapses again and would have if not for Ebdon holding him up. Jaxx looks at the belt again in disbelief, hugging Ebdon as the fans continue to boo and begin throwing things toward the ring.
Reggie Stallworth: Look at these disrespectful fans! How dare they throw popcorn at the new Bloodshed Champion!
David Wright: We had a very pro-Steve Jason crowd here tonight but I don't think Nicholas Jaxx cares what these people think of him, all he cares about is the championship belt he's holding in his hand.
Jaxx climbs the ropes now, making himself an even bigger target for the random food that's being thrown toward the ring but he doesn't care, holding the Bloodshed Championship high above his head as Ebdon stands behind him applauding. “Sinner” loops back around again to the beginning as Jaxx finally gets down from the ropes and drops to his back, rolling out underneath the ropes as Ebdon and Christy help him back to his feet on the outside. With one last look around at the chaos all around the ring Jaxx slowly staggers up the ramp with help from his friends and disappears behind the curtains. Steve Jason slowly pulls himself to his feet now to a huge ovation from the fans and looks up at the ladder and the empty hook above him dejectedly. The fans continue to cheer and chant his name as he too leaves the ring.
David Wright: Steve Jason was an incredible champion and these people respect the hell out of him for what he did while he was Bloodshed Champion. The question he’s now got to ask himself is does he ask for a rematch or does he move on?
Reggie Stallworth: That depends, is this feud with Nicholas Jaxx over with? I wouldn’t bet on it, these two guys still DESPISE one another, this is far from over.
David Wright: It definitely is! And this has been one AMAZING night in PDW history ladies and gentlemen! One that won't soon be forgotten!
Dayshia Raye: Oh my God. Are you kidding me? This is horrible!
In some random part of the city sits the ever beautiful…and annoyed, Dayshia Raye. She looks exceptionally stunning tonight in a low cut, white and silver dress. Her hair is in soft ringlets but her good looks aren’t doing her much good right now. She sits in the back of a taxi cab alone, staring out of the window and a world of traffic she couldn’t escape of she was in a monster truck.
Dayshia Raye: I told you not to take that fucking road! Do you see what happened?!
The driver jumps at the sound of her loud, high pitched voice. Dayshia Raye…angry? How often does THAT happen? The driver looks at her through his rearview mirror and rolls his eyes.
Driver: Chill, toots. I Didn’t create this traffic.
Dayshia Raye: Toots?
Her eyebrow raises as she repeats after him.
Dayshia Raye: TOOTS?! I got your fucking toots!
She bangs hard on the glass, causing him to jump once again. Dayshia is amazingly upset. She should have been at the arena hours ago. It was obvious that majority of the show had gone on without her…and the Naked Truth hadn’t gone on at all. Aurora was probably so pissed with her. How could this happen?
Dayshia Raye: Jesus Christ…
She grabs her purse from the seat next to her and snatches out her cell phone. Dayshia quickly presses one of her speed dial numbers and puts the phone to her ear, tapping her hand against her thigh impatiently as she waits for an answer.
????: Where the hell are you?
Dayshia Raye: Oh my God, Aurora. You won’t believe it! I had the day from hell! My flight was delayed, luggage lost and now this monstrous idiot of a cab driver has me lost and stuck in traffic God knows where!
Driver: Lady, we aren’t lo—
Dayshia Raye: SHUT THE FUCK UP!
She hears Aurora chuckle on the other end of the phone.
Aurora Snow: Well, I guess the show just won’t be happening tonight…
Dayshia: What? No! How can you say that?! NO! God! I should’ve taken that jet ride with Blake Selters! Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!
Aurora Snow: Dayshia, it’s not the end of the world.
Dayshia Raye: YES IT IS!
Dayshia mascara now runs down her face. My goodness. Is she actually crying?!
Dayshia Raye: This is awful.
Aurora Snow: Look, just get here when you can. I’ll meet you when you arrive, alright? It’s gonna be okay!
Dayshia sighs deeply.
Dayshia: Fine.
Too upset to even say goodbye, Dayshia hangs up the phone and tosses it aside. Her tears are flowing freely now. Her eyes lock on the nonchalant cab driver, the fires of hell burning in her eyes.
Dayshia Raye: FUCKER!
She lunges and sticks her hand through an opening in the fiber glass, wrapping it around the driver’s throat and nearly choking the life out of him. The scene fades to the screams of a terrified man.
David Wright: Ladies and gentlemen I don’t know what to say the camera hasn’t cut away at this point and I don’t know what to tell you. At this juncture I am completely at a loss and we are off script at this point.
Reggie Stallworth: David I don’t know what to tell you at this, the arena is completely empty, but the cameras haven’t stopped rolling.
David Wright: I’m not even getting anything in my earpiece, the guys in the truck don’t even have an idea what’s occurring.
Reggie Stallworth: I’m not going to lie to you DW, I’m actually concerned. We’re sitting here in the middle of an empty arena, while the crew disassembles the ring.
David Wright: One second Reggie, I’m getting word in my ear that we’ve got something going on in the rear of the arena.
The camera cuts from the empty arena to the rear of the arena where Steve Jason, Joseph St. John, X-T-C, Rachel Stevens and a few other wrestlers stand all trying to force their way out of a door that appears to be locked.
David Wright: What the hell is going on here? That’s the exit to the arena.
Reggie Stallworth: I have absolutely no idea! This is absolutely beyond me!
Steve Jason moves closely towards the door and shoots his foot up trying to kick it open, but to no avail.
David Wright: ARE WE LOCKED IN? But what’s starting to make me wonder is where in the hell is The Pantheon? I haven’t seen Ebdon, Payne or Jaxx at this point.
Reggie Stallworth: Let’s be honest DW, those three wouldn’t be seen dead with the scum of PDW.
David Wright: Scum? You’re calling the likes of Julian Dark, Steve Jason and Joseph St. John scum? Especially after what we’ve seen from each of them here tonight.
Reggie Stallworth: That’s funny DW all I remember is seeing them lose!
The camera shoots to an outside look of the arena where on each and every door rests a steel chain and padlock.
David Wright: The fucking doors are locked! We’re locked in this fucking arena!
The same camera that rests upon the locks turns and pans slowly away from the locked arena doors and reveals Jason Stone standing wearing a Pantheon t-shirt, while Nicholas Jaxx stands holding the Bloodshed Title, Pete Ebdon holding the Prodigy Title and Joshua Payne grasping the Platinum Championship. The three men stand and begin to laugh hysterically as they can hear the obvious struggle at the opposite side of the door. The only thing louder than the laughter is a set of keys jingling, over the camera stands a shadowy figure. The camera pans slowly and standing there holding the keys to the locks wearing a brand new “Pantheon –The Pantheon Means We’re Better Than You” t-shirt is PDW owner Star Deveraux. The camera slowly fades into a PDW logo that quickly switches into a Pantheon logo.