The Dynasty Spectrum, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Saturday February 10th 2007

“Get Psycho” by Disturbed begins to play as the Platinum tron flashes quickly last week’s winners, one by one. The tron slows down as is illustrates tonight’s card. Such as Jake Matthews sweating as he lifts weights and also shown on the split screen, Kindred London jogging with a look of determination. A picture of Brandon and Drusilla Clayborne appear with smiles as they had acquainted themselves with others. The tron then shows a clip of last week’s main event, with Michael Mercer placing Ash Bombay to rest fading to pictures of Ash Bombay and Mike Ryba.

The screen then flashes shots of backstage. Images are shown of Star, Amaya, and Farah walking and talking towards the arena. It switches to a view of Latrisha Lamarte stepping out of her limo followed by Rayne and Kirsta Lewis walking inside the building holding hands. The tron once again recaps the faces among tonight’s card. Pyros explodes and the crowd is going insane. Screaming and cheers blend as the music slowly dies. Fans wave there signs in the air that reads “KibbyD to be my cowgirl”, “I love Bethany”, “Jake is my Miracle”. The camera then zooms to David Wright and Ryde Rass.

David Wright: Another night of entertainment! I really look forward to the events that are going to take place tonight.

Ryde Rass: Tell me about it, we got a lot of show downs that are ready to get down!

David Wright: With our main event…Kindred London and Jake Matthews are going to be face to face in a submission match.

Ryde Rass: They both had plenty to show for. Even though Kindred London failed last week, I feel like ever dog has his day.

David Wright: We have a four corners match with four lovely ladies, one who is debuting, Kalie Moore and KibbyD, Zayda, and Bethany.

Ryde Rass: Then we have four mean looking brothers in a tag-team match. Erik Harris & Rayne, then Dynamic Dynamite & Priest.

David Wright: I heard that Priest and Rayne have a score to settle.

Ryde Rass: Who wouldn’t want to see that? Rayne’s girlfriend Kirsta Lewis is facing off Shane Clemmens.

David Wright: We also have matches like Julian Dark vs Michael Mercer and Nightmare vs Latrisha Lamarte.

Ryde Rass: Not to mention Brandon & Drusilla Clayborne facing off Ember and Vincent who are the opening match tonight.

David Wright: Ladies and gentlemen, a big card for a big night! Brace yourself it’s going to be an immense one!

David Wright: Was that Shane Meras? He's not scheduled here tonight!

Ryde Rass: Yep, he was given the night off evidently, but I guess he needed the extra money, so now, he's a security guard... either that or the most brutal valet attendant I've ever seen...

Brandon Clayborne & Drusilla Clayborne vs Ember & Vincent

David Wright: The first match of the night is going to be a good one. We have in one corner, husband and wife, Brandon and Drusilla Clayborne taking on Ember and Vincent, in a bout that will surely be remembered.

Ryde Rass: That’s right David, and I cannot wait to see those hotties get their asses out here for the Ryde!

David Wright: You talk so much nonsense that it amazes me why I put up with all of it.

Ryde Rass: Please, Let’s go to Jacob DeSanto, so I can finally see these bitches.

Jacob DeSanto: Ladies and Gentleman, please raise your hands together for the first match of the evening. They hail from Baton Rouge, La, and on a combined weight of 388 pounds..They are Brandon and Drusilla...CLAYBORNE!!!

The arena lights go dim and the video screen comes to life with a view of wolves as the growl as if getting ready to attack someone an overlay of the Deadman's Hand in poker with the Grim Reaper dressed in black overtakes the screen as ACDC's version of Smoke on the Water begins to play. The words Deadly Breed form on the screen with what looks like blood dripping from the letters. Adrianna Clayborne walks out from the back dressed in a pair of long black boots that came all the way up to her knee, black pants and black sports bra all covered with a trench coat. Drusilla steps out next as her face appears on the screen embedded in a wall of fire before morphing into Brandon's face as he steps out from the back. Brandon drops down to one knee and pulls Drusilla into his other knee before pulling Adrianna to his side as well. You hear a wolf howl before a wall of smoke encompasses the three. Adrianna, Brandon, and Drusilla emerge from the smoke. And begin heading toward the ring with Adrianna leading the way. The video screen switches between views of Brandon in various matches and then Drusilla in various matches of hers Adrianna and Drusilla stand at ring side as Brandon runs and slides in the ring under the bottom rope and a wolf howling sounds off again. The video screen shows the Deadman's Hand of poker again as Brandon sits o the middle rope allowing both the women to enter the ring. He pulls Drusilla into a kiss and then lets her walk away before pulling Adrianna into a kiss and then allowing her to exit the ring Drusilla and Brandon then talk to each other as they get ready for the match to start.

Jacob DeSanto: Now their opponents, first, weigh in on 127 pounds. She comes from Bellevue, Washington. Please welcome, “Ember” Lana Briggs!!!

The lights in the arena dim as the music begins to play. Ember walks out in a zipped up yellow raincoat with a hood covering her head and face and a bottle of water in her left pocket. She takes the bottle of water out of her pocket and seductively squats down and places it on her left side. She stands up removes her hood, and then starts to slowly unzip her raincoat. Once she has fully unzipped her raincoat she pulls it off her revealing her outfit for the night. Ember then folds it up and then throws it down on the floor. She then grabs her bottle of water, kicks her raincoat out of the way and the starts to strut down the ramp towards the ring. One she gets to the ring she quickly climbs up the stairs, and get into the ring between the 2nd and 3rd ropes. She struts to the middle of the ring, and opens her bottle of water. She seductively looks up into the crowd and then pours the water onto head.

Jacob DeSanto: And her partner, coming from Atlanta, Georgia. He weighs in on 180 pounds, Please welcome…Vincent “Devils Advocate” Banks!!

"Leather So Soft" By Lil Wayne blasts through the speakers, Vincent walks out wearing dark sunglasses with a red flag hanging from his back pocket. He makes his way down the ramp and slides into the ring bouncing off each rope.

Vincent immediately walks over to his partner Ember and they start talking up a strategy on how to begin the match. Drusilla and Brandon are in a respective corner as well, talking about the exact same thing, and they seem to come up with a plan. Drusilla decides to start the match and gets in the middle of the ring waiting for one of her opponents to come to her. Ember smiles and decides she wants to start things off as well and walks over to the same spot as Drusilla. They lock on eyes and then lock on each other, Ember quickly places Drusilla's head in a headlock, Drusilla retaliates by pushing Ember towards the ropes, she comes back and gets in a shoulder block on Drusilla which drops her to the ground floor. Ember once again runs to the ropes and goes for a elbow drop on Drusilla, but Dru rolls her body over avoiding contact. Ember on the other hand still went for the move and met the mat floor, Drusilla now gets on top of her for some punches to the face and some head bangs on the mat floor. Ember though reversers this and flips Drusilla over, although she still had hold of the neck of Drusilla and rolled over with her landing on top of her. She then starts to get in some left jabs and goes to choke the air out of Drusilla.

David Wright: The Ladies are all ready showing they mean business tonight, What a way to kick out the show huh Ryde?

Ryde Rass: Huh?...what?

David Wright: Aren't you paying attention to what's going on inside the match?

Ryde Rass: Nah, I was too busy looking at Drusilla's ass!

Ember now takes hold of the hair of Drusilla and picks her off the ground with it. Drusilla now gets some punches on the ribs of Ember managing to get herself free from her grasp, She punches Ember in the face for good measure now and sends her to a corner. Full speed, Drusilla nails Ember with a knee to the abdomen and then tags in her partner, Brandon inside. Drusilla though wasn't finished as she and her husband put Ember on the top rope, you could see that Vincent didn’t like this one bit and tries to get inside the match; But T.C gets between him not allowing him to enter the ring. Ember is now placed on the top, Drusilla smacks her across the face hard and Brandon climbs the top placing his legs on her face...he then nails a Frankenstenier from the top rope, and as Ember goes down she gets nailed in the back by a knee from Drusilla who was knelt down on the floor waiting for her. Brandon now spanks Drusilla who exits for her corner. He then proceeds to take Ember by her hair and pick her off, he places over his head and does a little spin before dropping her down with a Somoan Drop. You could see clearly that Ember was hurting as she tries to crawl to her corner and tag in Vincent, but Brandon was quicker and before she could he gets in an elbow to her back, He goes back up and now drops in his knees to her backside for good measure. Ember screams in agony now and as he drops his knees to her back once more. Brandon now takes the groggily Ember off the floor and swings her to the ropes, he kneels down expecting to flip her over his shoulders, but Ember was smart enough to take hold of the ropes, He looks to her and then is met with Clothesline from hell that shocked the entire crowd in attendance.

Ryde Rass: Damn!!!

David Wright: Ember is showing that she can play with the big boys as well.

Ryde Rass: She can play with me anytime she wants, but she best leave that move at home.

Ember now mounts in on Brandon, she nails in some punches to his head and then proceeds to pick him by his collar. She sends him to the ropes and as he comes back she gets a Flapjack sending him down face first to the mat floor, Drusilla holds her head from the move and goes toward Ember, she goes for a Clothesline but Ember pokes her in the eyes, and then takes hold of her hair. Ember now tags in on Vincent who flips his body over the ropes. She takes Drusilla and holds her down not letting her get away from her at all. Ember now releases Drusilla and sends her to Vincent, who waits for her bent over and then you see him proceed with a Roundhouse kick nearly taking the head off Drusilla. Brandon now gets off the floor and goes towards them, they both see him coming and nail in a double dropkick to his head. Vincent as the legal man now goes to work on him, He takes him up and gets some punches to his face as well as some mean looking kicks to his rib cage, Brandon goes down to the floor holding on to his abdomen, Vincent sees this and Irish whips his body towards the ropes, Brandon still knelt down didn't see him coming and as he finally looks up his head gets planted with a fierce knee to the face. The crowd cheer for the action as Drusilla now gets to her feet from the outside floor and gets back inside. She walks over to Vince, and then turns him over she kicks him in the midsection next and then gets in a good knee to the face for good measure. Ember gets herself inside now and goes after Drusilla, Although Drusilla saw her coming and ducks her attack, Drusilla now takes Ember by the hair and Irish whips her to the turnbuckles. Brandon starts to get to his feet now and takes hold of Vincent who was about to get in an attack on Drusilla.

David Wright: The Match is getting out of control!

Ryde Rass: Those chicks are going crazy!

Drusilla now proceeds to get in a Handspring Elbow to the face of Ember who tilts her head back. She then places her on the top rope. Brandon now is shown sending Vincent towards the ropes, he gets in a Jumping corkscrew forearm, and then follows that with a Elevated cradle neck breaker on Vincent. Back to the ladies now, Ember is shown still places in the top rope, Drusilla goes for a Handspring into a Frankensteiner, but Ember manages to kick her in the back before she can get her feet wrapped around her. Ember gets herself up on the ropes, she turns around and then nails on Drusilla a beautiful Moonsault...she covers her.

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thre...

No, Brandon gets her off his wife in the nick of time stopping the three count from being met. He takes Ember by the hair and picks her up, although Ember slaps his hands away from her and gets a chicken lock drop on Brandon. He goes down and Ember goes to check on her tag team partner, T.C has lost track of who was the legal person in the match as it has turned into chaos. Ember and Vincent are up on their feet and they see Brandon in a corner breathing heavily, as Drusilla is shown getting herself off the floor. Ember and Vincent smile amongst themselves and Irish whip their bodies towards the ropes, Drusilla finally gets herself completely up and looks at them before being nailed with a double clothesline from hell. Brandon's eye open up wide as he watches his wife fall to the floor hard, He gets in a furious glare and gets up, he goes toward Vincent who sees him coming and gets a stiff kick to his ribs, he goes down and Ember takes hold of him, Vincent now proceeds to climb on top and goes for a missile drop kick, but just in the nick of time Brandon manages to move out of the way leaving Ember to take the hit. He takes Brandon up and then nails him with a "Falling Neck breaker" and then covers him.

David Wright: This is probably it!...

Although, Ember kicks Brandon in his back and starts punching furiously, He stumbles back until he reaches the turnbuckles, she slaps him for good measure and signals for the crowd she then gets in a spinning kick to his head, and follows that by placing him on the top. Ember climbs now and executes a massive Power DDT from the top rope taking out Brandon from the match. Drusilla although finally got to her feet, she goes to Ember but gets taken down by Vincent in the process, Ember now with Vincent look like they were setting her up for the Doomsday device move, but Drusilla manages to reverse it and gets in a Hurricanrana on Vincent who was the one holding her up, Ember gets back down from the top rope and goes to work on Drusilla, but again Drusilla sees this and gets a Kick to the ribs of Ember, she swings herself to the ropes and comes back with a dropkick to her head. Drusilla now picks her up and sees that Brandon himself was getting to his feet, He takes Vincent and throws him to the outside, then he proceeds to leap off the top rope with a swing board moonsault. Ember looks on and then looks over to Drusilla, she goes for a left punch but Drusilla ducks it and then slaps her in the face, She takes her and Irish whips her to the ropes and as she comes back she nails a Chick Kick to the face of Ember, she was setting her up with the "6th Street Hustle" and that was soon followed by a Pedigree, she nails that and gets the cover...

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Drusilla gets the victory for her team, she looks over to Brandon who gets back inside the ring and hugs his wife. They smile at each other and then get in respective corners; Ember then starts to roll her body out of the match, leaving the winning team to celebrate.

Jacob DeSanto: Here are your winners...Brandon and Drusilla...CLAYBORNE!

Miss Bethany: Who the HELL are YOU?!?

As she quickly gets back to the real world she realizes that the person she has just flipped out of their skin, in none other than her love, Christopher Tinkler! Tink, holding the back of his head in shock, but laughing at the same time jokes…

Tink: Orite! You got me! Just lay off my face…its way to pretty!

Miss Bethany: Oh my god, Tink! I am so sorry…

Tink rises to his feet, seemingly unaffected by the sudden take down. He and Bethany embrace, then chuckle to themselves. He knows she didn’t mean to topple him but he is used to the odd beating living with the Windsor Dynasty! Brushing himself off he gleams at his love.

Tink: Told ya I would be here!

Miss Bethany: And I told you to stay at home…

Tink: What’s ya point?

Miss Bethany: Didn’t have one!

They laugh again and latching onto one another. A voice…

Voice: I guess I came at a bad time?

They both twist their heads to look at the closing door to see the legendary grandmother of the young Windsor, Dame Barbara Windsor herself!

Miss Bethany: Is that the quietest bloody door in the world? Hi gran!

Dame Barbara: Hello, little one! Howdo Tink?

Tink: Good thanks, Gran.

Dame Barbara: FINALLY calling me Gran! You have him well trained, Bethany.

Miss Bethany: What are you doing here?

Dame Barbara: I thought I would come and support my baby! Plus I have some old friends at the show to talk too.

Miss Bethany: I thought you were going to keep a low profile tonight?

Dame Barbara: If only that was possible dear…but its not. You’ll see! Toodle-oo!

She flows beautifully from the room, taking with her that regality only certain persons garner. Dame Barbara is one of them. They young couple embrace one more time before Tink leaves to take up his front row seat, to watch Miss Windsor WIN the four corners affair of PDW’s fourth show…or so they hope! With a broad smile playing across her classic face, the young beauty makes the very final preparations to show the world again, why she is the future of the wonderful world of professional wrestling.

Kalie vs KibbyD vs Zayda v Bethany

David Wright: Up next we have the four corners match featuring almost the entire roster of the females here in PDW.

Ryde Rass: That's right David, and you can be your ass that me and my friend down my pants are going to be really happy throughout the match.

David Wright: You are sick! But on a serious note, I can't wait to see these ladies tear each other apart as mix attitudes clash and makeup wash out. This out to be a good one, so take it away Jacob!

We go now to the middle of the ring with Jacob DeSanto who holds up the mic to his lips and starts calling out the opponents for the match up.

Jacob DeSanto: The following bout is a "Four Corners Match"...first coming out to the ring, she comes from Seaton, Cumbria. England...She is "Miss" Bethany Windsor!!!

‘Creeps Me Out’ by IMA Robot blares over the loud speakers and Miss Bethany comes sauntering out from behind the curtain, and strikes a pose at the top of the ramps as golden rain falls from the ceiling. Then her grandmother, Dame Barbara Windsor walks out behind her waves at the crowd while posing too. She then smiles a toothy smile and they waltz down to the ring, almost floating. She climbs through the second rope and up onto the turnbuckles, waves all the time at the crowd. Dame Barbara Climbs up the steps in her evening gown and points at Bethany from the ring apron. She then gets to the side of the ring, as Bethany's warms-up some more.

Ryde Rass: Damn that little red head got some big ass..

David Wright: She could be your daughter Ryde!

Ryde Rass: I'm just saying she got some big ass hair...damn David get your mind out of the gutter!

David Wright: My mind is never there. You know what lets just go back to this match please.

Jacob DeSanto: Next up, She hails from Los Angeles, California...weighing in on 120 pounds, She is Kalie Moore!!!

"Get the Party Started" by Pink hits the PA system as Kalie Moore comes out on her skateboard. She then shreds down the ramp to the ring. She then stops it and sets it by the stairs. She gets on the apron and flips into the ring. The fans cheer her on a bit as this is her first match and they're still not familiar with her, she gets inside the ring and walks over to a corner not taking her eyes off Bethany who just stares at her in a respective corner like she's the queen of England.

Ryde Rass: Damn...Is a little white boy! I thought this was an all females match?

David Wright: She is a female you fool.

Ryde Rass: If that's a girl then Farah is the Virgin Mary!

Jacob DeSanto: And their opponent. She comes from Houston, Texas. Weighing in on 126 pounds. She is The "Texas Vixen" Kibby D!!!

Ryde Rass: My angel is next...

"Turn It Up" By Paris Hilton plays in the background as KibbyD steps from behind the stage curtains wearing Daisy Dukes bottoms a Plaid Halter top some Cowgirl boots and Elbow pads. She flips her long blonde hair with her left hand as she holds her dog Daisy with her right hand. The ditzy KibbyD blows kisses to the fans and begins to walk down the ramp while tagging the fans of her hands along the way. When she reaches the ring she slowly walks up the steel ring steps and makes her way onto the ring apron. KibbyD holds onto the ring ropes then swings her hair and very slowly stepping under the middle rope. KibbyD then prances around the ring blowing kiss and then exit the ring to hand Daisy over to the time keeper and enter back into the ring and awaits her opponent.

Ryde Rass: Tiny red there is really being rough tonight, I can get rough any time too you know.
David Wright: Shut up, I think Bethany just wants to prove to everyone that she means business.

Jacob DeSanto: And finally, coming from Philadelphia, PA. And weighing in on 130 pounds...She is Zayda!!

The beginning bass of "So Excited" by Janet Jackson sounds out, and four muscular men dressed in fire fighter uniforms run out on the ramp holding hoses ready to spray the crowd, when a figure behind them eases her way down a pole sitting in the middle of descending platform. Zayda, also dressed in the same uniform, struts off the platform as it reaches the floor. She peels off the hot layers of the fire fighter attire as the “fire fighters” rush over to “cool” her off as she dances from one to the last to the ring.

Ryde Rass: Wow we got a couple of hotties in this ring today. Yes, I am very happy right now!

David Wright: You get happy just by seeing two midgets fighting.

Ryde Rass: …Your point is?

David Wright: Let’s get this match started shall we!

The ladies stand in a corner and lock on eyes, they look at each other and you can sense the tension between them all as each one has something to prove to everyone one tonight. Bethany walks over to the middle of the ring and has a sly smirk on her face; she starts pointing at Zayda and begins to get closer to her. Finally standing face to face to one another Bethany begins to verbally lash out on Zayda who just looks at her with a menacing glare. T.C now trying to begin the match without chaos gets between the two, and just as T.C was in the middle Bethany pushes her out of the way roughly sending her down to the mat floor ass first, and Spears Zayda down hard. Bethany now starts gets on top of Zayda who tries to get herself free from the graps but to no avail as Bethany slaps her across the face hard. She then nails her with some left punches and hard slaps following some more aggressive punches. Zayda covers her face from the hits now and doing that Bethany takes the hair of Zayda with both hands, She looks at the crowd with an evil glare and smiles, She raises the head of Zayda up and then slams it back down with force, You then could see Zayda holding on to the back of her head from the pain, But Bethany looked like she wasn’t done as she takes the hair again and slams it right back down with even more force. Kibby D and Kalie got into a corner now as T.C officially starts the match off with Bethany and Zayda.

Ryde Rass: Tiny red is being aggressive tonight isn’t she? I can be just as aggressive in other departments if ya know what I mean?

David Wright: I’d rather not think about that. But you are right about Bethany being extra aggressive tonight; I think she wants to prove to the world that she means business.

Ryde Rass: I can certainly see that.

Bethany now picks up Zayda by the strands of her hair. With a look of anger Bethany begins to yell at Zayda some harsh words about her look which Zayda didn’t take too lightly and came back with a hard slap across the face of the Brit. Zayda next goes to grab a chunk of hair of Beth But Beth manages to get in a front kick to the gut of Zayda who goes down to her knees while holding on to her abdomen. Bethany now once again takes her by the hair and raises her up, she then nails her with an elbow to the jaw which sends her stumbling back a little, but Beth still had a hold of the hair of Zayda and didn’t let her fall back down, She nails her again with another elbow to the face and Zayda now takes hold of her jaw from the hit. Bethany keeps getting in a few again before sending her to the ropes, Bethany herself runs to the other corner for more force on her move and nails Zayda with a running clothesline sending her crashing to the floor. Bethany raises her hand up in the air for the crowd and flicks her hair to the back. Zayda now in the floor begins to get herself up from the floor groggily, Bethany goes to her and quickly gets in a punch to the rib cage, and she then swings her to the corner of Kibby D.

Ryde Rass: Yo Red is going berserk on poor Zayda, I swear you would think the bitch was a sweetheart. Now I really don’t want her to be aggressive with me.

David Wright: She really is unleashing a world of punishment unto Zayda tonight.

Beth now signals for Kibby D to hold her down which she does as people know these two are friends. Bethany then marches on to Zayda full speed, Zayda tried to wiggle herself free from the corner, but didn’t managed to do it in time and gets a fierce splash nailed. Zayda just starts to hold her ribs from the impact of the move and then Kibby takes hold of her hair for Bethany to get her way with her once again. She starts to slap her repeatedly across the face as well as getting in some hard elbows on Zayda who’s barely standing up from the punishment. The crowd gets on the defense of Zayda and start cheering the hometown girl on, but Bethany has full control of the match at this point. She snapmares Zayda and then kicks her in the chest which sends her down to the mat floor fully. Bethany next climbs on the second rope and quicklys leaps off them to nail on the neck of Zayda a Legdrop. Zayda now begins to hold her neck from the pain and starts coughing loudly. Bethany proud of herself picks her up roughly, next she gets in a snap suplex and then follows that with a Implant DDT almost snapping the head of Zayda on the floor…Bethany covers her…

David Wright: This may do it….

Ryde Rass: The boy got in the ring!

Kalie rolls inside the ring and kicks her in the head stopping the count. Beth gives her an evil glare and gets off from the floor to face her, Kalie doesn’t back down one bit and T.C starts yelling at Kalie to go back to her corner as she’s not tagged in. Zayda now starts to get up off the ground and sees the distraction, Kibby D sees this and tries to attack her, but Zayda punches her out before she can. Beth and Kalie who were still trying to fight each other, but weren’t able too because T.C was in the way of them didn’t catch on to what happened with Kibby and Zayda. Zayda seeing this as an opportunity climbs the top rope, the fans go nuts for her and she leaps off it with a crossbody on both Kalie and Bethany, T.C managed to move out of the way in the nick of time as she saw her flying on the air. Zayda mounts Bethany for some retaliation from all the punishment she put her through, she climbs on top and starts punching the hell out of her like a vicious animal, Kalie then gets up from the floor and takes hold of the hair of Zayda, but Zayda disposes of her quickly by elbowing her in the midsection and then rolls her body over catching hold of the neck of Kalie with both feet, She then connects with a unique Headscissors takedown sending Kalie over the middle ropes. Zayda then looks over to Bethany who was still laid out on the ground picks her up, she kicks her kick the ribs and then hair biels her to the other side of the ring. Bethany gets back up quickly though to try and get herself again as the dominant one in the match, but Zayda fights her right off with some punches to the face as well as stiff kicks to the side of the legs of Bethany, Zayda now sends Bethany over to the ropes and connects with backside splash on to Bethany. Kibby D who was on that corner now gets tagged in unexpectedly by Bethany who looked like she had enough punishment for the time being. Although Kibby D looked like she didn’t want to get inside after seeing what Zayda just put Beth through, but had no choice in the matter as Zayda forcefully enters her by the hair.

David Wright: That’s one way of getting her inside the ring..

Ryde Rass: Another way is whipping out the Barbecue sauce, Texans love that shit!

Kibby D looks at her angrily from the floor before getting up looking extremely pist off. She gets in her face and like the first time they met inside that ring, Kibby D whips out a fierce slap across the face of Zayda. Having enough with the slaps Zayda nails a punch in the face and then sends her towards the ropes, Kibby D comes back and goes for a headsciccors takedown, but Zayda sees this coming and manages to nail her down with a backbreaker. Zayda quickly after this goes for the cover…

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Two…But Kibby D gets her shoulders up just in time. You could then see her take hold of her Back in pain. Zayda with a pist expression picks Kibby D by her hair and drags her along the way, Zayda then walks to the corner of Kalie, and tags her in. Kalie gets inside and Zayda holds Kibby D down for her. Kalie nails a hard punch to the face of Kibby D, and then sends her to the corner post. Kalie next connects on Kibby some rough looking jabs to her side as well as some stiff kicks to the ribs of Kibby who just tried to cover her body from the blows. Kalie now places her over the top rope and gets in a hard face slap before ascending up the ropes herself, she gets her legs between her head and goes for a Hurricanrara, but Kibby D manages to counter into a release Powerbomb off the top rope, The crowd went wild went they heard the body of Kalie crash hard on the mat floor. Kibby holds on to the ropes and nails a Sunset flip pin…she covers her.

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Three…No, Zayda stopped her from getting the victory before the third count by taking hold of Kibby by the hair. Kibby tries to free herself from the grasp, but Zayda sends her over the top rope. Kibby lands hard outside and you can see that she did when she starts cramping up in the outside. Bethany sees this from her corner and covers her precious face, Grace who was standing next to her sees this as well with disgust in her eyes. Zayda now with a please expression on her face leaps off the top rope with a suicide plancha unto Kibby, but Kibby D saw her coming and moved out of the way just in time. Now completely pist off Kibby gets off the floor, swings her hair to the back and takes hold of Zayda by the hair, she sends her crashing to the barricades which she connects hard. And then full speed nails her Lou thesz press on Zayda. Kibby connects with some punches to the face before picking her up once again, and then sends her to the steel steps which she crashes hard on her backside. Back inside the ring now Bethany seeing as Kibby D was distracted fighting away Zayda outside went to work on Kalie who was still hurting from that top rope powerbomb. Bethany picks her up by the neck and then sends her to the turnbuckles, Kalie hits them hard and you can see Bethany getting ready for her next move on the other side of the ring, she nails a Whisper in the Wind on her exposing her back ever harder to the turnbuckles before climbing up on the top rope. Beth then goes to connects with a Asai Moonsault on Kalie then covers her…

Ryde Rass: What is red doing? Did she forget that she’s not the legal girl in the match?

David Wright: The match looks like its taking step toward chaos.

T.C Carter starts the count, but Kalie manages to kick out of week. Groggily she gets her hand up in the nick of time, but you can clearly see that she was weak from all the hits. Bethany goes to pick her up, but Kalie reverses it with a rollup pin move.

One…

Two…

Thr… Kibby D this time came inside at the nick of time stopping the count. She separates the two and takes hold of Kalie then picks her up from the floor. Beth herself gets to her feet and begin to double team on Kalie, they nail her with a double suplex and then follow that by sending her to the ropes, Kalie comes back to them but manages to sneak down, she gets on the ropes and goes for a double elbow, but both Kibby and Bethany managed to nail a kick to the back of Kalie as she came to them mid air, she lands hard on the ground and begins to hold her backside from the pain.

David Wright: I can only wonder how much punishment Kalie will be able to take from these two wild cats!

Ryde Rass: I’m worried they might kill that poor boy right now; I knew he shouldn’t be involved in it in the first place. What is he twelve?

David Wright: That is not a boy Ryde, that’s a female. She’s just punking it.

Ryde Rass: Who you calling a punk?

Kibby D and Beth now pick up Kalie by her hair and plant her down with with a Double underhook DDT. Kibby D then once again picks her up, but this time sends her to the outside where she lands hard. Both Bethany and Kibby D now begin to celebrate inside the ring, but then Kibby gets in the way of Bethany who takes offence to that so the start a verbal spat. T.C Carter left the ring now to check on Zayda and Kalie who looked like they were hurt. And inside the ring now the two who were working perfectly together turned on each other, Kibby slapped Beth and Beth returned the slap with two slaps to the face. Kibby holds her face and then out of nowhere comes off with a spear on Bethany.

Ryde Rass: That’s right get her Kibby…get get! Pull her shirt off!

David Wright: Will you calm down!

Both Kibby and Beth are down as the ref slid out the ring to check on the others forgetting about the 10-count! Kibby is the first to stir, helping herself up on the ropes. She grabs the head of the fallen Windsor, and throws her down in a snapmare. Bethany begins to rise while Kibs readjusts her hair. Once she is up, Kibby slaps the taste out of Windsor’s mouth, and then hard Irish whips her to the corner. She runs, full speed, at her opponent, connecting with an elbow to the face, bursting the petite nose of Miss Bethany! When Kibby realizes Beth holding her pouring nose she covers her face in shock. Something snaps in the mind of Windsor and her eyes open wide, glaring at KibbyD. D notices and decides to carry on her assault quickly! She charges again at Beth, but Bethany gets her legs up around Kibby’s neck, and spins around perform a spinning head scissors. Kibby gets straight back to her feet but is knocked back down by a vicious clothesline. And another, then a third. Kib’s up again, as Beth runs up the ropes, flipping of and connecting with a Will-O-the-Wisp to Kibby’s skull. Beth nips right up, and the fans cheer her immensely. She wipes her nose clean on her arm, then goes back to Coma.

Ryde Rass: Red seemed to get right back into this match after they hurted her pretty little face.

David Wright: I’m shock that you’re not crying because they hurting your baby, but look it looks like Bethany went down as well. Probably from the loss of blood.

Ryde Rass: This looks like its giving time for the two outside to get back in the match.

Kalie and Zayda now get to their feet and as well as T.C who gets back inside the ring. Dame Barbara and Grace, Walk up to both girls and start to lay out on them, but each one nails them with stiff punches on the face then send them crashing toward the barricade. Dame and Grace hold their backs in pain knowing fair well not to stick their noses inside the match. Both girls now slide under the bottom ropes, Looking on to each they see that both Kibby D and Bethany were out on the middle of the ring and decide to dispose of them outside of the ring now for doing the same to them earlier. They lock on each other and start punching away. Kalie comes out on top of this one and hits and hurricanrana and then applies the STF on Zayda. She keeps the hold locked perfectly until Kibby D comes running back inside the match, she takes hold off Kalie’s hair, but Kalie breaks free from it and spokes her in the eyes, she places her head under her shoulders and then uses the ropes for leverage to nail a Tornado DDT on Kibby. She picks her up once again by the hair and nails a Running Bulldog, Kibby now is in a corner and Kalie comes out with a Skaterplex on Kibby who goes down hard.

Ryde Rass: Damn that little boy is kicking my angel’s ass .I should help her out, but I’m scared of him.

David Wright: Good luck!

Ryde Rass: …You aren’t coming?

David Wright: I’m good from where I am

Ryde Rass: You punk!

Bethany gets inside the ring with the help of Grace who picked her up off the ground. She slides in and tries to sneak an attack on Kalie, but again she saw her coming and kicked her in the midsection, she sends Bethany towards the ropes and then connects with a Dropkick to her face. Kalie next drags Bethany to a corner and climbs up to the top rope, and then leaps off to hit a perfect 450 moonsault on Bethany who looked like her wind was just wripped out of her. Kalie quickly covers her for the cover, but Zayda comes right back with a leg drop to the back of the head of Kalie. She picks her off Bethany and sends her to the ropes, Zayda attempts a clothesline unto Kalie, but she manages to get under her, she turns around and hits Zayda square in the face with a spinning heel kick sending her to the ground holding on to her abs. Kalie then picks her up and nails her with the “Xtreme Breaker”..she goes for the cover.

One…

Two….

Thre..This time Is Kibby D who breaks the three counts by attacking Kalie with fierce punches to her face, she then sticks her sharp nails in her eye sockets and mounts her in the ground with punches. Kalie and Kibby D then start rolling around the ring like a pair of wild cats and manage to land all the way to the outside where they continue to tear away at each other with hair pulls and slaps across the face, T.C goes right outside to try and separate the two, Grace seeing this gets inside the ring and helps Bethany up, She places her in a corner and then picks up Zayda off the ground, She takes her by the hair and plants her back down with a mean looking Tornado DDT, Bethany looks to the outside and calls for T.C to get back inside the ring, Grace rolls out to the outside like nothing happened. And then Bethany climbs on top..she leaps and nails her finisher “Miss-Defying crush” on the laid out Zayda and then covers her. T.C seeing this gets back inside the ring quickly to count.

One…

wo..

Three…Bethany Windsor gets the victory on this match and you could still see Kibby D and Kalie fighting on the outside floor until people had to come from the back to separate them. Grace gets inside the ring now and goes to celebrate with Bethany who gets on top of a turnbuckle to celebrate her victory with the crowd.

Jacob DeSanto: Here is your winner…Bethany Windsor!!

The nightclad security guard stops right at Star's office, and knocks on it with a nightstick. At his side, a large can of mace sits, ready to be used at a moment's notice...

Matthews opens the door, as the figure nods his head...

Matthews: Wow, you really take this whole security thing seriously, don't you! Alright, Alright... you know how dorky you look in that thing? Alright, homey, let's hit this, for real...

The guard shrugs...

Matthews turns to Star.

Matthews: Alright? Well, here goes everything...

As Jake turns to re-enter the room to give Star a kiss, the figure reaches to his belt, and pulls out his mace cannister, aiming it at Jake. Jake, however, took a lesson from the last time he got jumped, turned and began to struggle with the figure as Star screamed for some REAL security...

Jake struggles with the 'guard' as quick jets of pepper spray explode out of the cannister in small vaporous clouds, and out from nowhere, someone charges into the room with a pipe, leveling the guard...

Matthews: Holy shit, dude, I thought you were him, he was you! What the?

The camera spins over, revealing Shane Meras with a pissed off look on his face and a slightly bent pipe in his hand...

Meras: Sorry, ran in to some problem earlier [rubbing his back]... Who the hell is this?

Matthews: I sure as fuck don't know but...

Matthews reaches down, pulling off the helmet off of the would-be attacker, revealing it to be a nameless nobody, or at least no one on PDW's payroll... the blue bandana and facial tattoos lead them to believe it was some sort of hardcore fan of none other than Explicit Content...

Meras: So, when did E.C. start recruiting assassins?

Star: He's not a part of PDW, that’s for damn sure... I'll call the event staff, so that they can call the police and get him the hell out of here...

Meras: Whoa, wait, who else knew that I'd be here tonight, flanking you and watching your back?

Matthews: I don't know, but the match is up, just... watch her back, Meras, I'm counting on you...

Meras: No problem, I got this...

The guard begins to stir, as Meras connects with a soccer kick to the man's temple, driving him back into unconsciousness. As Matthews turns back, Meras sneers...

Meras: Seriously, I got this...

He then comtinues to walk until he's out of sight and earshot of Star and Matthews. Out of nowhere London comes out with an aluminum baseball bat, as he hits a home run, caving the bent bat into the back of Mera’s head, as a huge showing of blood begins to spout. Meras lays flat on the floor, on his face.

Kindred London: That’s much better!

Kindred goes and kicks Meras, as he automatically rolls over, a bit of blood on the side of his mouth.

Kindred London: What’s good, Meras? Where were you headed off to? Probably off to find and wish Matthew’s good luck, huh? Letting him know you got his back too?

London begins to walk around Meras, tapping the bent bat on the floor, as he circled Meras.

Kindred London: You and Jakey-boy are getting quite along together. Sharing lunch and buying each other Pepsi’s. I don’t think you’re gonna be backing up Matthews tonight. Once I get finished with that piece of shit, … his little ‘Goon’, Nikkon, will be hiding back in the deep parts of Philly, hiding in the trenches.

Meras starts shaking off the cobwebs, as he wipes his face, London doesn’t hesitate, kicking him right back in the face, keeping him down with his boot on the side of Meras face.

Kindred London: Don’t worry about trying to get back up, Shane. You’re going to be in much more hell than what is being done to you right now. See, you got away lucky last week. You made me tap. Nice work, fella! Now you gotta’ pay for that. I give it to you, … you’re as tough as you claimed. But right now, you’re feeling the aftermath. I told you, you were going to feel the steady rush of pain, didn’t I?

London walks to the legs of Meras as he steady taps the bat onto the floor. He kicks apart Mera’s legs, as he smirks with confidence.

Kindred London: Don’t worry, this will all be over soon. Bombay trashing Matthews, me flattening you into the asphault. It’s all going to happen soon enough. We’re just waiting for the right time. Tonight, I’m going to hammer Jake. I’m going to make him feel more pain then what I’m sending through to you right now. I’m sure you’re going to see him around some time soon. I want you to relay the message ….

Kindred London: The message being, … it’s not over!

Right after saying that, London raises the bat up high like an axe, as he stands between Meras legs, as he comes down, laying it right into Meras jewels. London throws the bat over to the side, as he smirks, watching Shane roll around on the floor in pain.

Kindred London: Nice knowing ya …!

Kindred then walks off, as Shane Meras continually feeling the axe fall down onto him. The camera fades out.

Shane Clemmens vs Kirsta Lewis

Jacob DeSanto: The next match is scheduled for ONE FALL! Introducing first; she weights in at One Hundred and Thirty pounds, and stands Five feet Six inches. From Ft Lauerdale, Florida... KIIIIIIIIIRSTA LEEEEEEEEEWIS!

David Wright: This is set to be one HELL of a match Ryde.

Ryde Rass: Fa'Sho.

David Wright: Huh?

David Wright: I heard someone backstage say I wasn't sounding "black" enough...

David Wright: But you're... black.

Ryde Rass: THAT'S WHAT I'M SAYIN!

The arena lights go down as "Animal" by Nickleback pipes though the arena's PA system. There is a loud thundering roar as a huge Harley appears at the entrance. It stops as its engine roars even louder. Kirsta Lewis appears dressed all in black leather and a motorcycle helmet, covering her head. As the music stops, the engine roars and she rides the bike down to the ringside area. Circling the ring three times before it stops and is turned off. Kirsta slides off the bike and pushes the kick stand down. Looking around the arena and walking over to the ring steps, mounting them slowly sliding though the ring ropes and standing there, waiting.

Ryde Rass: Damn that bitch is SMOKIN!

Jacob DeSanto: And her opponent... from Missoula, Montana. He weights in at Two hundred and Twenty Five pounds and stands Six feet Two inches... SSSSSSSSHHHHHHAAAAAAAANE CLEEEEEEEEEEMMENS!

"Lapdance" by N.E.R.D. begins to blare through the PA system as Shane Clemmens walks out onto the stage area. He walks down the ramp and slides into the ring, not wasting any time. He goes straight at Kirsta with a clothesline, but she ducks it and spins around with a crescent kick. Before Shane even hits the mat, all the lights in the arena go out.

Ryde Rass: Damn. For anyone that feels Amaya, Star, and Farah weren't "ghetto" enough... they forgot to pay the damn electric bill.

David Wright: I doubt that's the case...

The lights finally surge back on and in the ring we see Shane Clemmens hanging upside down from the turnbuckle. His shirt has been ripped off and he's forehead is busted wide open. Kirsta is standing in the center, just looking at him. The lights go out again.

David Wright: ...or maybe it IS the case.

Ryde Rass: What's THAT suppose to mean Dave? Just cause they black means they can't pay the light bill? It's like that? LIKE THAT?

David Wright: But but but...

Ryde Rass: I don't even wanna hear it racist. I thought I knew you. Guess I was wrong.

Suddenly the lights come back on and the crowd starts booing loudly. Standing right behind Kirsta is PRIEST! He has a sadistic smile on his face as he just stands there. Kirsta slowly begins to turn around, when suddenly, Priest reaches out and grabs her by the neck. She begins trying to fight him off, but he's too much. The crowd EXPLODES into cheers though as we see Rayne Young running down the ramp. As he slides into the ring, the lights go off once again.

David Wright: Maybe it's not the light bill at all...

Ryde Rass: Ya think?

When the lights come back on, Priest is no where to been seen. Rayne and Kirsta are standing alone in the middle of the ring looking around. Clemmens is still hanging upside down from the turnbuckle bleeding.

Ryde Rass: He's under the ring.

David Wright: Huh?

Ryde Rass: I said... he's UNDER the fuckin' RING. That big ass muthafucka can't just VANISH. He ain't no fuckin' Hudini.

Back in the ring, Rayne and Kirsta begin to leave as EMTs rush to Clemmens. The camera fades to commercial.

Michael Mercer can be seen stretching out in the hallway. Dressed in his wrestling attire, his match is presumably coming up very soon. The area around him is empty, and all is silent. The only sounds come from Michael and his grumbling and groaning as he stretches.

Michael Mercer: Oh yeah, ready to whoop some ass tonight, yep. Gonna be time to go to the school of No Mercy, baby, damn right! The Man-Ox will once again reign supreme, HOOO!

What he doesn't realize, is that during his ranting and raving, a staff member approaches behind him and listens in, obviously a bit confused- and somewhat frightened- from Michael's screaming. When Michael turns around, his face turns a faint shade of red.

Michael Mercer: Erm... oops. Yeah, uh.. ya need somethin', pal?

The man leans in to whisper into Mercer's ear. Mercer blinks as he listens in.

Michael Mercer: Huh? Ryba? Wha- wait a minute, slow down, when the hell did you hear about this?

Whatever news he's been given, Michael doesn't seem all that happy about it.

Michael Mercer: Son of a... so what, has he left already? ...not until after fighting Bombay, alright. If you run into again, you do not let 'im leave without seein' me, understand?

The staff member nods his head and walks off. Michael breaks off in the opposite direction, and he nearly runs right into Savon Sem.

Savon Sem: Michael, hello there, have any words before your match with Julian Dark?

Michael Mercer: That's not on my mind right now, Sav.

Savon Sem: It's not? But... your match is in a few minutes..

Michael Mercer: Sav, my only real friend in this place is considerin' packin' his shit and takin' off, I couldn't give a rat's ass about the match right now.

Savon seems to be completely taken back by Michael's sudden deadly serious demeanor.

Savon Sem: So, you don't have anything to say about your match?

Michael eyes Savon for a moment in thought, before he slowly nods his head.

Michael Mercer: Yeah, I got one thing to say. Julian, good luck. Because I'm gonna make this match as quick as possible.

Michael wastes no more time and storms off, leaving Savon to watch him in concern. 

Julian Dark vs Michael Mercer

David Wright: Our next match is Julian Dark versus Michael Mercer.

Ryde Rass: Mercer been pulling the carpet under everyone left and right.

David Wright: Yes, that’s true but I really think Julian Dark is going to redeem himself tonight.

Ryde Rass: We’ll see. Got money, Dave?

David Wright: Uh, yeah….why?

Ryde Rass: Place a bet on this match.

David Wright: No…I think I’m okay. I need the money to feed my fish.

Ryde Rass: Fish? …what the …Okay I’m going to leave that alone.

Jacob DeSanto: And now….Ladies and Gentlemen….Coming to the ring….weighing 224lbs from Eagle Rock, California…..Jullllllllian Darrrk!

"Take Me" by Papa Roach explodes through the P.A. System as multicolored pyro shoots up from the stage. The smoke from the pyro is becomes thick that it can't be seen through. 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. Julian steps out of the smoke and raises his head, locking his eyes 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, grabs the top rope, and flips himself into the ring. He circles the center of the ring, as he waits for his opponent.

The heavy hitting guitar riffs to 'Laid To Rest' by Lamb of God hit the PA system. The lights go out as the beginning lyrics are softly spoken behind the relentless music backing it up.

If there was a single day I could live...
A single breath I could take...
I'd trade all the others away.

Soon, a single spotlight cuts through the darkness and appears in the middle of the crowd; amongst screaming fans stands Michael Mercer, shouting and chanting along with them with his arms raised high. He practically moshes his way past people in the audience as people reach in to slap fives with him and pat him on the back, green and blue strobe lights soon filtering through the darkness as well.

The blood's on the wall, so you'd might as well just admit it
And bleach out the stains, commit to forgetting it

Michael reaches the security barricade as the spotlight continues following him. He hops up onto it, standing atop of it and posing for the crowd. A cheesy grin flashes on his face as he soon drops down and turns to lean back against the barricade and into the crowd once more. A look of confidence is etched on his face as he nods his head to the music.

You're better off empty and blank
Than left with a single pathetic trace of this
Smother another failure...

Michael breaks from the barricade and takes a couple running steps before leaping onto the ring apron. He enters the ring through the middle and top ropes and turns to the closest corner, scaling the second turnbuckle and raising his arms high.

Lay this to rest, console yourself
You're better alone, destroy yourself
See who gives a fuck, absorb yourself
You're better alone, destroy yourself!

Smirking, Michael peels off his tee shirt and flings it into the crowd, before turning and hopping from the turnbuckle. The lights return to normal as he leans back in his corner, rotating his neck a bit as he waits for his music to fade.

Ryde Rass: Do they need an invitation to start fighting?

David Wright: Hmm, I wonder what’s going on.

Ryde Rass: Let’s go people!

TC steps in and looks at both competitors with a slight puzzled face. She blows the whistle around her neck and instructs them to engage in a fight. Yet, still no movement from Julian Dark, only stares. Mercer chuckles and mocks Julian Dark to the crowd as he looks at his wrist implying that time is being wasted. The crowd cheers and laughs. Mercer drops his hand down and turns quickly.

Mercer grabs Julian’s head and punches him in the face. Julian Dark staggers backwards. He follows and places Julian in a head lock along with two more punches in the face. Mercer then throws Julian face first onto the mat. He lifts his left foot and stomps on Julian’s back. He keeps his foot on Julian’s back and raises both fists in the air. More cheers roar from Michael Mercer’s fans and he embraces their vibe.

Julian rolls over and forces himself to his feet. Mercer notices that he is back up and moves towards him. Mercer raises his hand to attack but Julian pulls off the chop block and reverses the attack. Julian punches Mercer in the stomach and Mercer doubles over lightly. Julian then forcefully performs his signature move “Falling Darkness”. Mercer flies to the floor. Julian yells fearlessly as he moves back towards Mercer.

Julian picks Mercer up in the air and throws him out of the ring. Mercer falls down on top of a group of steel folding chairs. Security forces some of the audience to move back. Julian then performs the Asai moonsault on top of Mercer. He now throws his hands in the air and the crowd goes wild. Mercer is now in a crawling position trying to get to his feet but Julian grabs a folding chair and slams it against the back of Mercer’s head.

David Wright: Ryde, do you still want to place that bet?

Ryde Rass: Thought you had to feed your fish?

David Wright: I lied.

Julian throws the chair to the side. He grits his teeth and flexes. The women in the crowd go crazy. Julian smiles as he walks toward the rail which separates him and the fans. He high-fives a couple of them. Julian reaches out to a crazy female fan but suddenly is attacked in the back. Mercer slams the same chair against Julian’s back sending him to the ground.

Mercer’s nose becomes flared as he slams the chair down again on Julian. Mercer throws the chair on the floor and stomps hard Julian's buttocks. Julian remains motionless and Mercer steps back spitting a hawker towards Julian’s face. Julian squints as he tries to get back up but Mercer quickly climbs back to the ring and climbs up onto the top turnbuckle. He springs his body off and rotates a 630 in the air and lands a senton on Julian. The crowd gasps and cheers follow as Mercer makes his way back to the ring.

Mercer shakes the sweat of his head. His eyebrows are deeply lowered over his eyes and he tilts his head back to catch his breath. TC walks over to see if Julian was okay. Julian rises to his feet and makes his way towards the ring, ignoring TC. Julian slides inside and hops on his toes. Him and Mercer are face to face.

They lock up and move around the ring in a circular motion. Julian lowered his body and wraps his arms around Mercer waist. He picks him up and drops Mercer behind him. Mercer crashes to the mat. Mercer quickly recovers but Julian demonstrates Sliced Bread by grabbing Mercer in a face front lock and holding him as Julian charges towards the turnbuckle, flipping backwards and slamming Mercer back onto the mat. Julian then completes his finisher “Darkness sets in” and goes for the pin.
One…

Two…

Thr-

Mercer kicks out. Mercer starts fighting back to his feet. Julian drops an elbow over the back of Mercer's head, but he shakes it off. Another elbow, and another, and another, all shaken off as Mercer pushes to his feet. Julian blinks before throwing a right hand, but Mercer blocks and counters with a right of his own. Julian tries again, but Mercer once again counters with a right hand. He then throws a few more rights which causes Julian to stagger into the corner, but he quickly shakes off the strikes and lunges for a huge punch, but Mercer ducks and spins around him.

By the time Julian turns back around, Mercer scores with a kick to the gut and sets him up... powerbomb! Mercer hangs onto Julian after the power bomb, however, and hoists him up again, before dropping him in another one! Mercer still holds onto him, though. He takes a few deep breaths to brace himself, and with all the strength he has left in him he lifts Julian up one more time, and drops him with a third powerbomb before finally letting go and Julian falls to the mat. Mercer goes for the pin.

One...

Two...

Three...

Jacob DeSanto: And the winner is Michael Mercer!!!!!

Michael Mercer gets up and throws his hands in the air as the crowd goes wild. He slides under and out the ropes making his way out, embracing his fans on the way.We now see Michael Mercer walking towards his locker room door. He turns the handle and opens the door and as soon as he does three vicious pit bull pounce on him. Mercer cries out as the pit bulls scratch and bite at him all of a sudden somebody whistles and the pit bulls stop their attack. Someone can now be seen walking up behind Mercer, ITS KURUPT LOC!!! Kurupt Loc grabs the disoriented Mercer and nails him with Kuruption, Mercer head smacks hard against the concrete floor and he just lays their motionless.

Kurupt Loc: Damn........dawg.

Kurupt Loc just walks away.

The camera opens up backstage where we see various PDW tech members standing around talking to one another. At the end of the long hallway, we see a set of double doors. As we sit there, the doors burst open, and through them we see Jake Matthews. He's in his wrestling attire and looks to have some rolled up papers in his hand. As he walks down the hallway, he pushes open ever door he passes, peeking inside briefly. He continues walking and as he passes the PDW techs, he stops and looks at them.

Jake Matthews: Any of you seen Bombay?

The techs all shake their heads "no".

Jake Matthews: Fuck. Well if you see him, tell him to come find me.

With that, Jake continues down the hall. He turns a corner and continues walking, pushing open various doors as he walks by. Finally he stops at one door and opens it wide. We can't see inside, but Jake's eyes get wide, and from the look on his face, he just threw up a little in his mouth. Jake's hand quickly covers his eyes.

Jake Matthews: Oh. Sorry man. I was looking for Bombay. Yeah, um. I guess he's not here. Thanks.

Jake quickly walks away, pulling the door shut. As he walks down the hall, he finally opens his eyes and shakes his head.

Jake Matthews: That's going to scar me for life.

Jake walks around another corner out of the shot. We watch as the last door he walked into opens slowly. Kalie Moore steps out, wearing nothing but a towel around her. She looks down the hall in the direction Jake just went as the scene fades out.

Erik Harris & Rayne Young vs Dynamic Dynamite & Priest

"Sick" by 100 Proof starts to play over the pa system as the people in attendance start to realize who is coming out to the ring. The spotlights meet up at the entrance ramp, and you can see walking out of the curtains is the entourage of Dynamic Dynamite in, Carmen Hayes, Jada Fire, Vanessa Blue, Candace Von, and Derrick Dynamite.

Jacob DeSanto: X-rated Icon... 

As they wait then you see OG Thug come out and he is followed by "Mr. X-Rated" Dynamic Dynamite...

Jacob DeSanto: The Dynamic Dynamite!

Dynamic grins at the boos of the crowd, his suede suit flailing open with each strutting step towards the ring. The entourage walks without a care in the world, even dodging a flying water bottle with precision as he sneers at the unruly fan with a grin. He lets a couple of the girls hop up on the guard rail first, and they eagerly hold the ropes open for him, as OG Thug simple goes into the ring from the other side, and removes his coat.

Jacob DeSanto: And his partner from Houston, Texas...

"Passive by A Perfect Circle" hits the PA system.

Jacob DeSanto: He is... Priest.

As Priest steps onto the stage, the crowd gives him a mixed reaction. Stopping in the middle of the ramp, Priest glares into the crowd with a sinister smile. As the opening guitar riffs start to kick in, the lights in the arena flicker on and off as flaming pyros go off. After a couple seconds, Priest twists his neck to crack his spine and heads down the ramp.

Ryde Rass: You know, I don't know which is worse, the fact that that monster enjoys doing this, or the fact that the arena's heating bill goes up a hundred dollars every time he comes out?

David Wright: Hey, I didn't hear you complaining about his partner the X-rated one when he came out with those girls...

Ryde Rass: Yeah, but that was a good type of hot, not the extra tasty crispy kind... Those girls can keep me nice and toasty any time they want.

Jacob DeSanto: And their opponents... first out of... Cincinatti, Ohio, he is....

The lights in the arena go out and all there is a slight light coming up from under the entrance ramp in the arena. We hear the phrase..

Metalingus (Edge Remix) by Alter Bridge then begins as the crowd begins to jump to their feet awaiting the arrival of Darkness Erik Harris.

Erik Harris is then seen standing straight above the light coming up from underneath the entranceway with smoke coming out of the entrance and from underneath the ramp. The smoke is almost so heavy, we can barely see Harris. Harris is wearing his long black trench coat and his black goggles. As the music continues to blare throughout the arena, the lights begin to flash into a strobe throughout the arena as well. Harris then begins making his way down the ramp. Once Harris gets to the bottom, he stands there for a moment to over look the ring and the crowd. The lights then slightly come on throughout the arena. A spotlight is then on Harris as he slides under the bottom rope and into the ring. The spotlight follows him to the corner post as he climbs onto the second rope. He then extends his arms straight out to his side. He then climbs down and walks over to the middle of the ropes. He then puts one foot on the bottom rope and his knee on the second rope. He then raises his arm into the air as the spotlight turns off and the lights in the arena then come back on. Harris then removes his trench coat and tosses it over the top rope.

"Untouchable" by DMX erupts through the Sound System, sending the crowd into a mixed reaction. As a dark mood engulfs the arena and blue strobes light, enlighten the arena ever so slightly, as Rayne Young appears in the entryway.

Jacob DeSanto: "Hailing from ... AAA!!!!"

The reverbing sound of a microphone hitting the canvas, followed quickly by Jacob DeSanto chokes over the sound system as Priest charged past him and back underneath the ropes, running headlong for Rayne Young in the entryway!

Ryde Rass: Holy Crap! Priest isn't wasting no time, it looks like he's got murder in his eyes!

David Wright: Yeah, poor DeSanto didn't see what was coming, but did Priest actually bump him to the canvas, or did Jacob just cower in a fetal position..."

Ryde Rass: Hey, you have a seven foot tall Goth looking freak charging towards you, you'd be ducking and covering and putting your head between your legs too!

David Wright: No, I have pepper spray!

Ryde Rass: Speaking of self-protection”, looks like Rayne sees him coming and is meeting him half way, and in the ring!

The bell rings as Darkness and Dynamite start trading punches, which finally after a volley of blows, The Darkness wins out, sending Dynamic Dynamite to the ropes and running back to the opposite ropes. He attempts a running clothesline, but Dynamite ducks under it, as the tow rush to opposite ropes again. This time Dynamic goes towards the ropes, coming back with a big boot, as Erik Harris ducks underneath it in a baseball slide, and slides to the outside of the ring. He looks up to the entryway, as Rayne seems to be getting the upper hand on Priest and has began moving him closer to the ring.

David Wright: Good thing those two aren't the legal ones in the ring, they'd already be out of here!

Ryde Rass: Well, you know, these guys seem to genuinely hate each other the way they're tearing into each other, I doubt someone ringing a bell would change that...

Erik Harris gets ready to get back into the ring, as Dynamic drops down on him with an elbow, and gets him back to his feet, before hitting him with a clothesline back over the top rope to the outside... He poses in the center of the ring as the referee begins the ten count

Ryde Rass: Darkness out on the floor! It looked like it was almost personal, the way that Dynamic Dynamite so unceremoniously dumped him to the mat.

Meanwhile, Priest reverses Rayne, tossing him to the side apron, right on his back, and gets him with a couple of haymakers before rolling him into the ring. Dynamic looks over and grins, and grabs up Rayne Young, bringing him into the center of the ring for a quick pin...

1...

2...

KICKOUT!

Rayne Young kicks out, as Dynamite nonchalantly gears Rayne up for The Industry... He hooks one arm, he hooks the other arm, and gets ready to lift him, only for Rayne ro reverse it, sending them both down to the canvas. Rayne is the first to get back to his feet, and begins to lift Dynamite by his neck upwards to...

Ryde Rass: Oh shit, here comes Priest!

Priest ducks under the ropes, running after Rayne, only to get hit with a running Enziguri kick from the Darkness... Erik grabs up Dynamite as well and starts up with a patented T-Bone Suplex, but right before Dynamite hits the ground, Rayne twists Dynamite's neck, planting his face with the Face buster. They grab him again, but Dynamic Dynamite comes out of nowhere with a low blow on Rayne. Darkness begins to pelt him with punches as Dynamic tries to get back to his feet. Erik Harris knees Dynamic in his stomach, and sets him up with the pump handle suplex.

David Wright: That's gonna leave a mark!

Rayne gets the tag from The Darkness and begins to work on Dynamite. he slings him to the ropes in an irish whip, and grabs him up in a Sidewalk Slam. Priest stands on the bottom rope, fuming, as he glares at Rayne. Rayne gives Priest the bird, and shoves Dynamic into the corner, where he tags in Erik Harris, who climbs to the top turnbuckle..

Ryde Rass: What the? He's not planning on doing that from the top rope is he?

David Wright: "He's got him under hooked, it looks like it could be... DARKNESS FALLS!"

The Darkness slams Dynamite hard to the mat, and with a sickening thud he just lays there. He gets ready to rise, and turns

David Wright: NO! NO!

Priest grabs up the Darkness before Rayne could see him, and hits with the A BOMB!

Ryde Rass: Holy Shit, both the legal men in this match are out cold!

1...

Rayne rushes Priest and Priest turns, he gets nailed, hard across the jaw!

David Wright: Midas Touch with authority!

2....

Enigma drops to the canvas with Priest, and immediately locks in the Crucifier... Priest roars in grimacing pain!

Ryde Rass: The big man is down! He's in pain! He's grabbing the ropes! What the hell, why isn't the ref telling him to release the hold!

3...

David Wright: Oh, I don't know, could it be that neither one of these guys are the legal men in the match up?

4...

David Wright: Holy shit! This rivalry between Priest and Rayne has reached new heights. Neither man is out for either a win or a loss. They just want to destroy each other.

With no relief in sight, Priest rolls his body, reversing the Crucifier, and sending Enygma to the outside...

5...

Priest hobbles to his feet, and then slides to the outside, as Rayne gets back to his feet, and the two begin trading blows again. Rayne gets the advantage again, and locks his arm around Priest's neck, preparing for a snap DDT on the outside mat.

David Wright: Whoa! good thing he escaped that... that could mean stitches!!

Ryde Rass: That's all it'd mean, the focus should be on the two in the ring... The ref is now at...

6...

Priest escapes the lock by shoving forward withal his force, tacking Rayne into the ring steps...

Ryde Rass: Hell yeah! These are the kind of fights I like to see. Oh no! Priest just slammed Rayne's head into the steel post.

As Priest and Rayne continue to fight on the outside, Rayne tries to Irish whip the big man into the steel post, but Priest reverses it and sends Rayne face first into the steel. Spitting on Rayne, Priest gives the cut throat signal as the crowd in the arena goes into a hush silence.

David Wright: Stop it Priest! You've made your point. What's the meaning of this?

7...

Ryde Rass: He's letting Rayne know that he owns his ass right now.

David Wright: If Priest does this, it will break Rayne in two.

Picking up a motionless Rayne, Priest then drags him near the announcers table. Getting him into position, Priest picks up Rayne with ease before power bombing him through the Spanish announce table. With the crowd's boos intensifying, Priest smiles sadistically as the emt's run from the back.

8...

David Wright: Priest has decimated Rayne Young here tonight.

9....

10...

Jacob DeSanto: And your winners….Priest and Dynamic Dynamite!

Priest grabs DeSanto's mic and rushes over to an unconscious Rayne. Jacob once again runs out of the ring…

David and Ryde in unison: Run Jacob! Run! It's Goth-zilla!

Priest: Hope you're awake, Rayne. Because I told you that this wasn't over. But it will end at the PDW's first ever pay per view. You and I have been through sordid pasts but when we meet for the second time, we will finish this. For you and I will go to hell. HELL IN A CELL! Rest up you son of a bitch because you'll need it.

Tossing the mic aside, "Passive" by A Perfect Circle hits the PA system as Priest makes his way towards the back. Looking back towards the carnage, Priest smiles as the emt's tend to Rayne and makes his way through the curtain.

Latrisha Lamarte is seen backstage in her locker room. She finishes lacing up her black boots before flipping her brown hair over her shoulder and standing to her feet. Her manager Bradley walks up from behind her, while reading a few documents in his hand. Latrisha turns around and screams in shock, unaware of the fact that Bradley was there.

Latrisha: What the hell are you sneaking up on me for!?

Bradley: I know you haven't slept in a week, but you need to calm down.

Latrisha: I am calm! RIGHT! I'M CALM!

Bradley: You know what? Take a walk. Go in the hallway, and talk a long walk, until you feel better.

Latrisha: Are you nicely telling me to get lost Bradley?

Bradley: Yes, I am.

Latrisha: FINE!

Latrisha quickly marches out the door, and heads down the empty hallway. She shakes her head and adjusts her elbow pads, unsure of what to do with herself in the seemingly long amount of time before her match. Just then, she turns the corner, and ends up in front of an office labeled "Amaya". Latrisha stops dead in her tracks. She smirks and fixes her attire before knocking on the door. A woman's voice tells her to come in, which she does, with the same smirk on her face. She sees Amaya sitting behind her desk, and approaches slowly. After a few seconds of silence, she licks her lips rubs her hands together.

Latrisha: Amaya, let's get things clear here. I don't like you, you don't like me- or you just don't have enough class to be professional, so how about we call a truce of sorts? You, appease me, as I'm one of the oh so precious workers on your roster, and I, being the superstar that I am, make sure that PDW stays in business. What do you say?

Amaya: [Chuckles] Oh yeah...you are such an asset like that? Well look do whatever you want. I don't give a damn. You promise to keep the bosses name out of your mouth and to stay the hell outta my way and we got new problems. That's when I'll call it truce.

Latrisha crosses her arms in front of her chest.

Latrisha: Sounds fair enough. I know it's hard, running a business so you have to be tough. I just don't think you should do things that...well... Endanger your safety.

Amaya leans in her chair and sucks her teeth.

Amaya: You come for truce but you are really pushing my buttons. I ain't endangered in shit. And I would advice you to watch what you say, cause you can very well land yourself in a predicament you don’t want to see yourself in. Trust me.

Latrisha: Yeah, I kind of learned that a few weeks ago? Remember? When you embarrassed me on national television?! I've been trying to get your ass fired since then, but you know what? You can have your job. In fact, I insist on it. Just know that I NEVER forget. By the way, did I say truce? Yeah... I lied.

Latrisha leans in close.

Latrisha: I'm getting even, one way....or another.

Amaya stands up and balls her fist behind her back.

Amaya: Look...You really want to work here? You enjoy your job right? You are thrilled to feed them kids of yours cause you work here. I suggest if you don’t want those kids to go hungry you keep your mouth shut and watch yourself. I ain't gonna be in trouble for my actions cause I fucking run this place. Whether you like it or not....there’s not a damn thing you can do about it. So check ya self....playing with fire gets you fucking burned.

Latrisha: Hah! I could buy this company from under your nose. PDW sure as hell doesn't pay the bulk of my bills.

She moves back slightly, flipping her hair near Amaya's face.

Latrisha: You know what? I have a match to get ready for. You aren't even worth my time, Amaya. By the way, did you lose this?

Latrisha pulled out a cell phone from her back pocket, and tosses it on the table.

Amaya: Oh so you think you can jack my shit too? [Chuckles] I see...I see...well go on with your little match. Trust me...you fucked with the WRONG one. Go on...scamper off. Just keep in mind....I got you. I love returning favors.

Latrisha grins before walking towards the door, but stops herself. She shakes her head, and then walks back over to Amaya. With a look of pure hatred in her eyes she goes for Amaya's throat, trying to choke out her boss.

As the brawl breaks out, Amaya slams her knee into Latrisha's stomach. Latrisha doubles over. Amaya shoves her to the other side of the room and uppercuts Latrisha to the face. Amaya hands moves downward ripping Latrisha's shirt and popping off her necklace.

Amaya: Bitch you ain’t even gonna play me in my office let alone my fed!

Latrisha pushes Amaya back, causing her to trip on the floor. Then suddenly security rushes in, right before Latrisha can lunge forward. They separate the two women, taking Latrisha out of the room while she kicks and screams.

Nightmare vs Latrisha Lamarte

Jacob DeSanto: Continuing with the night….From Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada, weighing 131lbs….Latrisha Lamarte!

Smoke billows as "I'm So Sick" by Flyleaf starts. As the chorus hits Latrisha comes through the heavy fog wearing a tight white ribbed tank, crimson nylon shorts, and black knee-high boots. Black fingerless gloves and fishnet stockings accompany the classic look.

She smiles as she kneels down at the top of the ramp and holds both her arms up over her head as two pyros go off on opposite sides of the entrance. Once the pyros stops, she stands to her feet and walks down the rest of the ramp. She then slides underneath the bottom rope before walking over to her respective corner.

David Wright: Ms. Lamarte is another woman who has been in the lead so far since PDW opened.

Ryde Rass: I think Amaya doesn’t like her. But she’s fucking hot!

David Wright: [Frowns] I wonder why?

Ryde Rass: Beats me. Amaya doesn’t get along with most women.

Seconds later, the lights dim as “Money in the Bank” By Lil Scrappy hits the speakers, Nightmare makes his away from behind the curtain taunting to the screaming female and male fans in the audience, and he makes his way down the ramp until he reaches the bottom.

He turns and points at the curtains and out walks Princess and Mercedes, the cheers get even louder as the two walk down the ramp smiling and waving to the people in the audience, they meet up with Nightmare and accompany him to the ring, Nightmare slides in the ring leaving Mercedes and Princess standing outside. He bounces of each rope as Jacob brings the microphone back to his mouth.

Jacob DeSanto: Standing before you….from Atlanta, Georgia and weighing 205lbs…Sean “Nightmare” Williams.

Latrisha moves her body towards Nightmare and uppercuts him in the face. Nightmare takes a couple of steps back hitting the ropes which sends him forward. Latrisha grabs him by his hair and punches him.

Still in her hold, she tilts his head back and kicks his chest, sending him to the floor. Latrisha steps over him and grabs his neck with both hands, twisting his head back. Nightmare clenches his teeth and gets on all four, making Latrisha sit on his back.

He continues and stands up quickly sending Latrisha backwards. Latrisha rolls and flips back onto her feet. She puts her arms out in defense and kicks Nightmare in the neck. Nightmare clenches his teeth hard, holding onto his neck in pain.

Latrisha bounces herself of the ropes and completes a cartwheel landing on Nightmare’s shoulders. She spins a 180 and hurricanrana him back down to the mat. She hops off and smiles as she moves back to the middle.

Ryde Rass: She can kick ass.

David Wright: Yeah, she’s not even giving Nightmare a break.

Ryde Rass: He’s a punk.

David Wright: Well I don’t know, Ryde. I don’t think he’s going to take that from her.

Ryde Rass: No man should take that!

Nightmare wipes the sweat of his face. He stands up and progresses towards Latrisha. He grabs her back the back of the head and slams her face into the turnbuckle. He turns her towards him and shows her some sweet chin music by ramming his knee into her jaw. Falling down Latrisha grabs hold of the last rope.

Mercedes pulls a chunk of her hair and Princess kicks her dead in the fact with a heel shoe. Latrisha falls face first with blood pouring from her nose. The crowd gasp and cheer. TC moves toward them and pull the whistle. Nightmare pushes her down and grabs her for a pin.

One…

Two…

Latrisha kicks out. She elbows Nightmare and he trips on his feet and falls down. TC blows her whistle again. Latrisha and Nightmare go to there corners. The medic clean Latrisha and she is screaming that she wants more.

Nightmare chuckles and walks to the middle. Nightmare picks Latrisha up by the waist and throws her against the ropes. Latrisha throat hits the ropes hard and she gags. Nightmare performs a german supplex and slams Latrisha back wards.

Ryde Rass: Damn he’s tossing her like a rag doll!

David Wright: That is so mean!

Nightmare moves quickly and performs his signature move “Destruction”. Latrisha is helpless as she lies on the match and Nightmare goes for the pin once more.

One…

Two….

Thr-

Latrisha gets a shoulder up. She squirms from beneath Nightmare and manages to flip her body over. She kicks both feet up from underneath Nightmare and hurls him backwards. Latrisha hops to her feet and wipes her nose with her forearm.

She trips but catches herself as she moves towards Nightmare with anger shining in her eyes. Latrisha grabs Nightmare by the waist and slams him down horizontally to the mat; she climbs the turnbuckle and throws herself down completing a leg drop over him.

Nightmare recovers and stands. Latrisha rushes him with an forearm uppercut. She then does a leg sweep kick and sends him back to the floor. The crowd screaming with cheers. Nightmare gets back up and runs towards her, Latrisha spins and connect a kick to the face.

Nightmare staggers backwards and Latrisha moves closer with his near fall and accomplish “Coke Whore”. Latrisha then grabs him from behind by the arms and now Nightmare’s head is behind Latrisha back. Latrisha then drops down, sending Nightmare head first to the mat. Latrisha goes for the pin.

One…

Two…

Three….

Jacob DeSanto: And you’re winner….Latrisha Lamarte!!!!!

David Wright: Wait…Who’s that?

Ryde Rass: Oh shit!

David Wright: Uh oh.

Green and Gold strobe lights blink rapidly as the song “Money Maker” by Ludacris blares throughout the whole arena. As soon as the intro ends and the chorus picks up, Amaya stands at the entrance with her hands on her waist with a pissed off expression. Amaya runs down towards the ring and quickly slides under the ropes. She makes her way towards Latrisha and punches her in the face over and over.

Amaya begins to choke her with both hands and digs her long acrylics in Latrisha's neck. Whistles are being blown but Amaya ignores them and hoists Latrisha in the air. Latrisha eyes widen and struggles to get Amaya's hands from around her neck.

Amaya stops for a brief moment putting her down and punches her again in the face. Latrisha's arms flare in the air rapidly to attack Amaya but Amaya blocks herself and shoves her hard. Latrisha stumbles backward not sure on how to react and ends up slamming her back against the turnbuckle. Amaya runs towards her and yokes her by the waist, picking her up and slams Latrisha outside the ring. Amaya then springs off the turnbuckle mastering a springboard moonsault. Latrisha lies on the floor motionless. Amaya begins to stomp on her.

One…

Two…

Three times!

Latrisha tries to grab the guardrail but Amaya rams her air forces into her face and Latrisha is now faced down. Amaya walks away and towards Jacob DeSanto…she snatches the microphone from him and walks over towards Latrisha. She bends over and pulls Latrisha’s hair making her head bend back.

Amaya: Now ain't this a bitch? I told you that you fucked with the wrong one!!!!!

Amaya pulls her hair harder then spits on her face and drops her back down on the floor along with the microphone. Once more green and gold strobe lights blink rapidly as the song “Money Maker” by Ludacris blares throughout the whole arena as Amaya exits without looking back.

David Wright: Oh my goodness that was horrifying!

Ryde Rass: My cousin does not play.

David Wright: I wonder what Latrisha did to make her own boss so mad at her?

Ryde Rass: What ever she did...I feel her pain. Dayum....

Jake Matthews: Rayne and Kirsta... Windsor... Harris... BOMBAY!

Jake stops as he looks at the papers in his hand. He then reaches down and grabs ahold of the door handle. He opens it up with a smile.

Jake Matthews: Sup Bomba...

The room is empty. We can see some street clothes folded nicely on a bench. Jake just shakes his head.

Jake Matthews: Fuckin' hell.

Jake turns to leave the room, and standing in the hallway, looking at him is one of the PDW owners, Farah Jamison. She's standing there with one of her eyebrows cocked up. Her arms folded across her chest. She just stands there eying Jake.

Jake Matthews: ...uhhh... Sup Farah?

Farah Jamison: Hello there Jakey-poo..how's it going eh? And why do you look like you just saw a ghost?

Jake just smirks.

Jake Matthews: I'm uh. Looking for Bombay. Can't seem to find him anywhere. I think he's hiding.... you haven't seen him anywhere, have ya?

Farah Jamison: I don't associate with men below me, So the answer is no Jake...But why do you need him for? Are you planning to cause a disturbance?

Jake flashes an innocent smile.

Jake Matthews: Me? I would never cause a disturbance.

Farah stops as if she just remembered something.

Farah Jamison: Well, you know Jake dear, I just remembered that Tra..Ash Bombay is about to start his match (looks at her watch) Right now!

Jake looks at Farah for a moment, then runs off down the hall. Before he rounds the corner, he looks back at Farah.

Jake Matthews: Thanks dollface. I owe ya.

Farah just smiles as she watches him disappear around the corner.

Farah Jamison: No problem...and don't cause too much trouble!

Farah shakes her head as she continues down the hall. The camera fades back to ringside.

Mike Ryba vs Ash Bombay

Jacob DeSanto: Ladies and Gentlemen! Coming back for another face off from The Jersey shore, New Jersey, weighing 286lbs…..Mike Ryba!

The slow beginning of Denial begins to play as the lights go down till there is nothing but darkness. As the fans await, the song picks up to its harder side and strobe lights from the entrance way begin to blink rapidly as Ryba makes his way out from the back with a towel hanging over his head, with his eyes blocked and nothing but his nose and mouth visible. He makes a slow walk to the ring as the fans reach out to touch him.

He gets to ringside and hops up, placing his one knee on ringside and pushing up with it, standing upright just before he enters through the ropes and makes it to the closest corner, in which he stands up tall and looks out to the crowd, lifting up his towel slightly to gaze out at them. As the song plays and a certain cue is hit, he flips the towel back and plays to the crowd, shouting at them as the strobe light continues to glare off of him and everyone in the arena.

David Wright: Last week Ryba and his partner Mercer delivered that awesome “swiss” move.

Ryde Rass: Man, Ryba and Mercer put it on Bombay and Loc.

David Wright: They deserved it though, causing all this drama.

Ryde Rass: I don’t even know why Bombay is thinking right now!

David Wright: We should pray…last week was an incredible fight.

Ryde Rass: Bombay is going to get his ass kicked again…I just know it.

Jacob DeSanto: Presenting….from Oklahoma City, Oklahoma….weighing 220lbs….Ash Bombay!

"One" by Metallica blares through out the arena as the lights go dark. Blue strobe lights fill the entranceway. Ash Bombay steps out clad in blue parachute pants, with a white sash posing as a belt and black boots. He has no shirt on and is letting his white braided hair hang down in his face as he carries his trademark marble cane to the ring.

Bombay gives an arrogant strut towards the ring as he flashes his trusty half smile and blows kisses to the female admirers in the audience. He steps into the ring and gives a quick pose for the fans then he turns his attention to his opponent. Standing tall, Ash glares at his Mike Ryba briefly, before closing his eyes to take in the rage portion of the song...

As if drawing power from the hateful energy of the song, Bombay's fists begin to shake with his own fury, to an explosive climax in which Bombay throws open his eyes and let’s loose a bellowing war cry! Snarling, Bombay brings up his fists and runs to Ryba and punches him in the gut. Ryba cringes and falls against the turnbuckle.

Bombay punches in him the face and then pulls him towards the middle of the ring. Ryba gains control and locks up with Bombay. Bombay grabs Ryba and executes a cradle DDT. While Ryba is face down on the mat, Bombay grabs his ankle and viciously twists it. Ryba screams in pain and punches down on the mat.

Bombay almost falls on top of him, as Ryba instantly snatches his ankle from his hands. Ryba pushes himself off the mat with his left arm, bringing himself halfway up and connecting a solid kick across Bombay’s head. With his twisted ankle, Ryba sweeps it under Bombay letting him pummel to the floor. Ryba hops up and continues with a twisted ankle.

He reaches down and picks up Bombay by the waist and lifts him in the air before slamming him down to the mat. Moments later Bombay tries to get back up but Ryba comes from behind and prepares for the dragon sleeper. He goes behind and hooks Bombay’s head under his arm while crouching. He then pulls back applying immense pressure Bombay’s neck and upper back. Ryba then snaps Bombay to the mat and goes for a pin.

One…

Two…

Bombay gets a shoulder up. Ryba rolls off and they both get back on their feet. Once again they lock up. Bombay pushes Ryba back, causing him to bounce from the ropes. Ryba comes back with his arm up to nail a clothesline but Bombay ducks. Rybas lands forward on the other side against the ropes and falls back. Bombay strikes him with a reverse clothesline. Sending Ryba forward once more.

David Wright: Damn did you see that?

Ryde Rass: Ryba looks like a ping pong out there.

David Wright: Bombay wants revenge for his loss last week.

Ryde Rass: Ryba better come back with some better tactics.

Ryba pulls himself up by holding onto the ropes. Bombay kicks him in the back but Ryba shakes it off and continues with his struggles to his feet because of his ankle. Ryba turns over as the ropes holds him up, Bombay shifts towards him but Ryba grabs Bombay’s head and slams a wicked Hagakure. Bombay yelps in pain and Ryba picks him back up and performs an over head belly to belly supplex, slamming Bombay on his back. Ryba stomps on his shoulder follow by a knee drop.

Bombay flinches as Ryba gets up and leaves him on the ground. Bombay coughs hard, and he tries to get up. Ryba moves towards the ropes and as Bombay gets up on his knees, Ryba carries out his signature “Stray Bullet”. Bombay falls backwards on the mat. Ryba covers and goes for the pin.

One…

Two…

Thr-

Bombay kicks out and rolls his body from underneath Bombay. Bombay gets back to his feet and Ryba is now running towards him but Bombay snatches him and spins Ryba 270 degrees and nails a back breaker. Ryba turns around and his hands now grips around Bombay’s neck. Bombay retaliates and grabs Ryba’s face and he squeezes forcefully. They both struggle with each other back and forth in the middle of the ring.

Bombay lets his hand go and strikes his palm across upward Ryba’s face. Ryba lets go of the hold on Bombay. Bombay grabs Ryba’s waist a delivers a cradle pile driver. Bombay picks him up and continues working on Ryba and performs a belly to back suplex variation where the Bombay applies a full nelson and then bridges his back, lifting Ryba over him and onto his shoulders down to the mat. Bombay keeps his back arched and the hold applied, pinning the Ryba’s shoulders down to the mat.

David Wright: Did you see that Full Nelson Suplex?

Ryde Rass: Sure did.

TC progresses towards them and begins to count.

One…

Two…

Thr…

Ryba kicks out.

David Wright & Ryde Rass: No way!!!!

Bombay is pissed. He slaps the way in annoyance and yanks Ryba to his feet. Suddenly, Ryba lifts his opponent in the air and grabs Bombay's left leg with his right arm while holding Bombay in front of him. Ryba then hooks Bombay's head with his left arm and drops him head-first into the mat.

Ryde Rass: Oh shit, son!

David Wright: Angel's Wrath to Bombay!

Jake Matthews: Bombay Bombay Bombay... you're a hard guy to track down, ya know? I mean, I checked all the usual spots for ya. Dark alleys... corners with shadows... you know, all the places people like yourself like to hide and wait. You weren't in any of those places... woulda never thought to look for ya out here! Then I thought to myself... If I were Bombay.. where would I be? Then it hit me... OUT IN THE RING LOSING ANOTHER MATCH!

Jake smirks as Bombay starts yelling at him from the ring.

Jake Matthews: Yeah Yeah Yeah. Blah Blah Blah. You talk too much. You see, I'm out here with a purpose... you remember that contract I gave you last week?

Bombay nods as he pulls out a folded piece of paper from his pocket.

Jake Matthews: Did you ever sign it?

Bombay nods again as he unfolds it, and shows his signature.

Jake Matthews: Good good. So I guess it's time for me to announce the match?

Bombay smiles as he yells at Jake. He says something along the lines of "I get to pick the match. It says so in the contract".

Jake Matthews: You must not of read it very well... leave it to you to jump before you look... Page 4. Third paragraph down.. and I quote, "Ash Bombay MUST make the match announcement before entering another PDW ring..." blah blah blah... "If Ash Bombay FAILS to do so, then he forfits his match choice, and the descion goes to the original contract signee" end quote.

The fans go nuts as Bombay becomes irate inside that ring.

Jake Matthews: Looks to me you should of paid better attention Bombay... So since you didn't fulfill your end of the agreement... looks like I gotta do everything around here... so NEXT WEEK... inside that very ring... you are going to see Jake Matthews going one on one... with Ash Bombay!

The crowd ERUPTS with cheers. A huge "MATTHEWS!" chant breaks out.

Jake Matthews: So we have the who... the when... the where... now it's time for the how. Next week, when you step inside that ring... I'm going to END the career of Ash Bombay. We're going to go one on one in an old school favorite of mine... maybe you remember this one from back home Bombay... cause we're gonna settle this in... an Oklahoma Deathmatch!

Jake drops the mic as "Numb/Encore" starts to play once again. The fans are going nuts as Jake smirks at Bombay. Matthews points to his wrist motioning that his time is up. Ash is going nuts inside the ring, kicking the ropes and such. Jake then turns and walks backstage as the camera fades to commercial.

We now cut backstage to where we see what looks like Kurupt Loc walking down the hallway. There is a janitor nearby mopping the floor as Mike Ryba comes flying out of nowhere almost knocking the manager down trying to get to Kurupt Loc. Ryba tackles Loc to the ground and draws back ready to start hammering away on him when he realizes that's not Kurupt Loc. CRAAAACK!!!!!! A the wooden end of a mop practically disintegrates as it comes into contact with the back of Mike Ryba's head. It was the janitor? Wait the janitor is Kurupt Loc!!! Loc helps up the man wearing clothes almost identical to the ones Loc had on earlier.

Kurupt Loc: See man i told ya, that Kurupt Loc clothing line is on fire, even got white people tryin to steal it. So if your gonna wear that i think your gonna need one of these

Kurupt Loc pulls a chrome 9mm from his back pocket and shows it to the man.

Man: Damn, that nice, yo that got any bodies on it.

Kurupt Loc: A couple but hey, it still looks new.

Man: How much?

Kurupt: How much ya got?

The man hands Kurupt Loc a wad of cash and Kurupt hands him the gun. As soon as the man gets the gun he points it at Kurupt Loc.

Man: Now gimmie all your money.

Kurupt Loc busts out laughing.

Man: I mean it, don't make body you.

Kurupt Loc draws back and nails the man in the jaw with a stiff right hand sending him into dream land with ryba. He then picks up the gun and pulls the trigger. Click, click, click, click.

Kurupt Loc: Who the fuck sells a gun with bullets in it? Oh and Ryba, almost forgot about you for a second layin there lookin all frail and shit. As my man chris tucker would say.

Chris Tucker walks on screen.

Chris Tucker: YOU GOT KNOCKED THE FUCK OUT MAN!

Kurupt Loc walks away adding two more to the nights body count.

We now join Star, Nikkon, and Jake Matthews in the middle of a conversation.

Star: Looks like Kurupt Loc is on a little bit of a rampage tonight

Jake Matthews: Yeah, he might when a few battles but he won't win the wa...........

Before Jake can even finish his sentence crip, crip, crip, crip cirp, the hallway fills with crips on both sides of them, they are coming from everywhere like roaches. Nikkon, Star, and Jake Matthews start brawling with them trying to fight their way out but its no use, they are outnumbered by about 30 to 3. The crips now grab all three of them and hold them back as Kurupt Loc makes his way through the see of blue rags. He walks over to Nikkon first and delivers a stiff punch right to his ribs, Nikkon doubles over in pain.

Kurupt Loc: Bitch nigga........

Loc now walks over to Matthews. He draws back like hes going to punch him right in the face but at the last moment he turns it into an elbow right to the nose. Blood begins to trickle down Matthews nose instantly. Kurupt Loc now walks over to Star.

Kurupt Loc: This right here, this was payback. Now i could do this all night but i got places to go and people to see. So ima make ya'll a deal, i won't touch ya'll anymore tonight if Star does that sexy little crip walk she did last week.

Star: You cocky bastard, what if i don't

Kurupt Loc pulls a switchblade from his pocket and puts it to the throat of Jake Matthews.

Kurupt Loc: Then its gonna take a miracle to keep me from making this bitches throat smile

Star: Fine but your gonna pay dearly for this, now tell these bums to get off me and back up

Kurupt Loc motions for the Crips that are restraining Star to let go. They step back and Star begins doing the crip walk just like she did last week to taunt Kurupt Loc. It looks as though Kurupt Loc and the rest of the crips are enjoying it, they all smile as she finishes it up.

Star: Now let them go

Kurupt Loc: No problem, let them...... HAVE IT!

Kurupt Loc grabs Star and Kurupt Loc delivers a Jeff Jarret like facebuster to Star right on the concrete floor as Set Trip and some of the others begin stomping away on Nikkon and Matthews. Finally Nikkon and Matthews lay motionless like Star.

Kurutpt Loc: I gotta give my hommie ST, credit for that one, Star you just became the first victim of THE SET TRIP!!!! I told you it won't a dance bitch, whenever you get up you best go Harlem shake your ass outta here.

Kurupt Loc and the rest of the crips leave their pray bloody and motionless, the body count just continues to rise.

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