The Dynasty Spectrum
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
April 8, 2008
The camera pans around the darkened Dynasty Spectrum as the faithful fans roar with pride. We soon cut to the stage area where a strobe light begins to flash as “Anxiety” by Black Eyed Peas featuring Papa Roach begins to sound out as the volume within the Spectrum picks up even more.
I feel like I wanna smack somebody
Turn around and b*tch slap somebody
But I ain't goin' out bro (no, no, no)
I ain't givin' in to it (no, no, no)
On the Platinum Tron Joshua Payne is shown during a vicious attack on Timmy D. The scene then melts into a tempting photoshoot done by the Platinum Queen herself, Carliee Williams.
Anxieties bash my mind in
Terrorizing my soul like Bin Laden
But I ain't fallin' down bro (no, no, no)
I won't lose control bro (no, no, no)
Neon blue lights now dart across the stage while the crowd sings along with the lyrics.
Shackle and chained
My soul feels stained
I can't explain got an ich on my brain
Lately my whole aim is to maintain
And regain control of my mainframe
Several action shots suddenly begin flashing across the scene everywhere from battles in the ring to battles on the streets of the inner city of Philadelphia.
My bloods boiling its beatin' out propane
My train of thoughts more like a runaway train
I'm in a fast car drivin' in a fast lane
In the rain and I'm might just hydroplane
The strobe light begins to flash faster.
I don't fear none of my enemies
And I don't fear bullets from Uzis
I've been dealing with something that’s worse than these
That'll make you fall to your knees and that’s the…
And suddenly blast of pyro goes off and the noise in the arena is deafening as the camera suddenly pans over various signs thrown up throughout the arena.
The anxiety the sane and the insane rivalry
Paranoias brought me to my knees
Lord please please please
Take away my anxiety
The sane and the insane rivalry
Paranoias brought me to my knees
Lord please please please
Take away my anxiety
The PDW logo flashes across the screen quickly as the cameras cut to ringside.
Standard Match
Nicholas Jaxx vs. Matt Rad vs. Lucas Saint
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen. The following contest is a triple thread match.
Darkness engulfs the arena and after a few moments the screen flicks to life…
..NICHOLAS JAXX WILL STEAL THE SHOW IN...
...5...
...4...
...3...
...2...
...1...
...NOW!!
“Sinner” by Drowning Pool hits the PA system as the crowd begin to cheer wildly. As the lights flick back on again we see a figure standing with his back to the camera, a jacket on with “King Of Sin” written on the back and the hood pulled up over his head. He spins around and holds out his hands to his side, a huge grin on his face as the crowd explodes in cheers. Christy Matthews and Brett Freeman join him on the stage before Jaxx begins walking down to the ring, slapping hands on the way down before jumping up on the apron and leaping over the top rope, climbing the ropes on the far side of the ring and pulling the hood of his jacket down, shielding the lights from his eyes and looking out at the crowd. He jumps back down in to the ring and climbs the ropes on the left side of the ring, looking out at the crowd once again before climbing down and climbing up the right side, once again staring out at the masses. He quickly removes his jacket, putting it in the corner of the ring.
Sammantha Jinx: Introducing...
Before she can say another word Jaxx puts his hand over the microphone and hands her a piece of paper. She looks at it for a moment and just looks at Jaxx with a smile, asking for a moment if he’s serious. When he nods she shrugs and Jaxx uncovers the microphone...
Sammantha Jinx: Introducing, from Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada and weighing in at 199 pounds, he is the EGO KILLER, the MID-CARD FILLER and the PLAYBOY BUNNY THRILLER; this is “The Sinner” NICHOLAS JAXX!!!
David Wright: This kid came close to a win last week. Had it not been for his partner he just might have pulled it off.
Reggie Stallworth: Playboy Bunny Thriller?
David Wright: Yeah, he’s got enough nicknames, huh?
Sammantha Jinx: And introducing next…at a weight of 241 pounds…LUCAS SAINT!!!
The lights in the arena flicker white then smoke rises from the entranceway as the song Bones & Joints by Finger Eleven plays. Lucas Saint walks out from the back gently tapping his cane on the ramp as he walks. He makes it to the ring and rolls under the ring ropes into the ring. he then falls to his knees with his head down then he raises his head up toward the rafters and white flames shoot from the ring posts. Then he gets up, and gives his coat and cane to the ref then it all dies down.
David Wright: Did you know he was blind?
Reggie Stallworth: For real?!
David Wright: Yup…
Sammantha Jinx: And last but not least….MATT RAD!!!
Lights dim and begin to flicker as music begins. Smoke fills the stage as Matt Rad comes walking out in his black worn leather jacket and ring gear. Rad makes his way down the ramp and towards the ring, ignoring the crowd for the most part. He enters the ring and jumps to a corner and looks over the crowd as he removes his jacket. Rad hands his Jacket to the ref and paces about the ring, waiting for the match to begin.
David Wright: All three men are in the ring. Now let’s get this show on the road.
T.C. signals for the bell and the match is underway. Saint, Rad and Jaxx all look from one another, seemingly sizing their opponents up before Rad leaps in Jaxx’s direction. Jaxx quickly sidesteps out of the way and watches as Rad crashes into the ring post. He turns around just in time to dodge a clothesline from Saint. He then spins around and delivers a clothesline of his own just as Matt Rad begins to make his way to his feet. Jaxx is suddenly caught off guard by a hard spear from Rad and hits the mat hard. But as Rad grabs a handful of his hair and begins to lay into him with a closed fist Saint gets back to his feet and drags him off. He pulls Rad to his feet and tosses him into a sleeper hold, giving Jaxx time to regain his composure. He runs across the ring and nails Saint in the head with a forearm, causing him to drop Rad. Jaxx then nails him with a tiger suplex and goes for the pin!
ONE…
TWO…
KICK OUT!!!
David Wright: Saint with the kickout after a tiger suplex from the Jaxxster.
Reggie Stallworth: He’s blind?!
As Jaxx goes to pick up Saint Matt Rad, who is back up on is feet, hits him in the back of the head with an elbow drop. He then goes on a stomping mission, allowing his foot to connect with any part of Jaxx’s body that it can reach before Jaxx rolls away from him and out of the ring for a moment. Rad looks down at him, daring him to get back in the ring. Just as he does Saint climbs back up and stalks Rad like prey. Jaxx, who sees all of this, edges Rad on, keeping his attention so that Saint can creep up behind him. Saint grabs Rad in an arm wrench. He then cups his wrenched arm under his arm like a ddt and falls backward putting high impact on Rad’s hand. The fans roar at the impressive move before Saint makes the cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR…NO!
David Wright: and Jaxx is back in the ring just in time to make the save!
Reggie Stallworth: Good for him.
David Wright: I know after last week he’s not ready to let this match go that easily. Just by the look on his face he’s STILL pissed off about that match!
An angry Saint turns to Jaxx only to have his eye raked in return. Jaxx then drop kicks him into the ropes before quickly climbing back to his feet and German suplexing Saint as if he is nothing. Jaxx quickly flips to his feet and kicks Saint a few times in the gut for good measure before he grabs him by the hair and yanks him to his feet. Jaxx whips Saint into the ropes. Saint bounces back and steps right into a neckbreaker from Jaxx. But as Jaxx seemingly goes for the pin Rad comes up behind him and stomps him out of it before he even has the chance to do so. But it is only a minor set back as Jaxx turns his back to the ref and low blows Rad! The fans see it all and holler with a mixed reaction at the egomaniac. Waiting no time, Jaxx strolls over to the corner and rips the covering away from the turnbuckle, much to the fans delight. As his managers look on Jaxx then turns back to the fallen Matt Rad and gets him in his clutches once again. Jaxx tosses Rad into the corner and immediately follows after him, grabbing him by the hair and slamming him head first into the exposed metal!
Reggie Stallworth: And there he goes taking out his aggression on the innocent! What the hell did Matt Rad ever do to him?!
David Wright: Exist?
Jaxx continues on, obviously aiming to severely hurt Matt Rad, whose face is now covered in blood. But as he continues his assault Lucas Saint runs across the ring and clotheslines him right over the top rope! Jaxx hits the ground HARD! He writhes in pain just after his head has bounced off the hard surface while Saint takes over the job he’d been doing on Rad. Saint lifts his opponent to his feet. Saint nails Rad with a massive right hand that knocks him half way across the ring but Rad returns the favor with a brutal right hand of his own before charging at Saint and knocking him off his feet with a massive clothesline. At ringside Jaxx is throwing a fit. He kicks the ring announcer off of her chair and grabs the chair, throwing it toward the ring where the referee catches it. Christy Matthews gets up on the apron to try and retrieve the chair but the referee won’t give it to her, arguing with her as Jaxx pulls out a second chair. Rad, oblivious to this, leans out of the ring to pull Jaxx back inside and Jaxx smashes him with the chair.
Reggie Stallworth: Oh, man. You gotta love this cheating bastard!
David Wright: Like hell I do! Rad’s head really can’t take much more!
Jaxx rolls back inside the ring and with Christy Matthews still arguing with the referee he lines up Lucas Saint, who slowly pulls himself back up to his feet. Jaxx takes two steps in to it before crashing the chair down on top of Saint’s head, laying him out in the middle of the ring. He holds the chair up in celebration to a mix of boos and cheers from the crowd before throwing it down to Freeman, who hides it from the referee. Christy finally gets off the apron and just before the referee turns around Jaxx drops to the mat holding his head so when the referee turns back all three men are out in the ring.
David Wright: How clever. The phony!
Reggie Stallworth: You can’t tell me that’s not smart!
T.C. looks around in confusion as the three men stir, all seemingly suffering from the beating they’d all taken. But as they do so Nicholas Jaxx is the only one who begins to make his way to his feet. As he puts on for both the referee and the fans he continues to hold the back of his head while making his way over to Lucas Saint. In the meantime Matt Rad also makes his way to his feet. As Jaxx reaches Saint, Rad heads straight for him only to reason a J-kick straight to the jaw!
Reggie Stallworth: Oh! OH!!!
The fans go wild! But Jaxx doesn’t stop there. He quickly turns his attention back to Lucas Saint and drags him to his feet, then nailing him with his infamous J-Cutter! Both men lay stretched out in the center of the ring as Jaxx stands over them, staring down with a sgrin on his face. Then, one by one, Jaxx lifts both men to their feet and floors them with the Jaxx Effect!
David Wright: Well, I gotta admit, this man is definitely on fire!
Reggie Stallworth: You see?! I told you!
Jaxx pulls Rad over to Lucas Saint and lays across the both of them for a double pin!
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner…NICHOLAS JAXX!!!
In their locker room, Kindred and Carliee are seen hugged up as they both prep each other up for their matches. Kindred going up against Rachel Price, and his fiancé in a three-way bout. It was going to be a night where they will remain atop the food chain. Kindred was hoping to get to Julian Dark but didn’t catch sight of him.
Kindred London: Tonight, We’re going to remain elite ... No one will knock us off our position. We did great last week of course with the awesome help of Julian. We pulled through. Tonight we both have big matches on our hands in some way, shape or form. I’ll be right there in your corner, as you’ve done for me.
Carliee: We will indeed keep our status as the Platinum Couple. St. Johns couldn’t may have showed some sort of fight, but they lost in the end still. Tonight, I got two hoe’s I have to put in check, letting them know I am the Platinum Queen and they shall bow down to me in the end.
Kindred smiled brightly as he saw that fierce look on her facial expression. A hug and a kiss, and a slight tap on the backside, before he chose to wink.
Kindred London: Just making sure ... nothing more.
Kindred then fiddled around in his gym bag, as Julian Dark finally came through the door with a smirk.
Kindred London: JD!!! I’ve been looking for you for about a good half-hour earlier ago. You alright?
Julian Dark: Yeah, I’m good. You ready for tonight?
Kindred London: You know damn straight I’m ready. I’m always ready. Just know if she does get me down to pin me, just go ahead and count. I doubt that’ll even happen, but just in case, you know. So you won’t have to hear her hellacious screaming. Chick reminds me of fucking Syndell from Mortal Kombat. Mixture of bad breathe and annoying, loud voice. Just be cautious ....
Julian Dark: Indeed, a lot more cautious than last week.
Kindred then secretly let out a chuckle at what had happened last week.
Kindred London: You fell for the ole “Two hot chicks in the shower” trick. It’s alright, you won’t be fooled again! Come on, let’s roll on out.
Carliee finishes fixing herself up as Kindred wraps his arm around her waist.
Kindred London: You ready, baby?!
Carliee: Yes. I’m definitely ready!
Kindred London: Alrighty, let’s roll on out ...
As the three of them casually walked out of the room, the scene had faded to black before heading ringside.
Standard Match
Rachel Stevens vs. Carliee vs. Casey Hutchins
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen…the following contest is a triple threat match. Introducing first. Tonight, she makes her PDW debut in Philly. She hails from London, England…CASEY HUTCHINS!!!
“Famous Last Words” blasts over the PA as Casey steps out from behind the curtains, she blows a couple kisses to the fans and struts down the ramp, smiling. She climbs the steps and into the ring under the second rope. She tests the ropes as she waits for her opponent.
Reggie Stallworth: Dayum! I’d like to put out THAT redhead’s fire!
David Wright: *sighs*
Sammantha Jinx: And introducing next, being accompanied to the ring by Detroit…RACHEL STEVENS!!!
The arena goes dark as a mariachi band can be heard playing, followed almost immediately by an explosion of white, gold and purple pyro. "Misery Business" by Paramore starts up.
"I'm in the business of misery,
let's take it from the top
She's got a body like an hourglass
that's tickin like a clock
It's a matter of time before we all run out...
When I thought he was mine
she caught him by the mouth."
Rachel skips out to the stage. She is wearing a black and white halter sports bra, short gold fingerless gloves, a gold thong sticking out of the top of a baggy pair of white UFO silk wind pants, and black and gold ankle-strapped Pumas. Her hair is down and flowing out the bottom of a white and gold luchadora mask, studded with Swarovski crystals.
"I waited eight long months
She finally set him free
I told him I can't lie
he was the only one for me
Two weeks and we had caught on fire
She's got it out for me
But I wear the biggest smile..."
She raises her fists at the audience, as they stand up and cheer loudly. She makes her way down the ramp, slapping hands with fans along the way. Rachel climbs up onto the ring apron and grabs the top rope, facing away from it. She proceeds to flip backwards over the ropes, followed by a clean back handspring, landing in the center of the ring. She faces the audience and puts her head down, pulling the mask off. Rachel throws her head back quickly, her hair snapping backwards in a bleach-blonde and black wave. As she does this, another explosion of pyro goes off, this time coming from the four ringposts.
"Whoa... I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now
Whoa... it was never my intention to brag
To steal it all away from you now"
She throws devil horns in the air with her fists, smiling to the crowd. An eruption of flash photography goes off. Rachel hops up and down, warming up her body for the match ahead.
"But god does it feel so good
Cause I got him where I want him now
And if you could then you know you would
Cause god it just feels so...
It just feels so good"
David Wright: An impressive young lady right here who seems to have a genuine love and respect for the business. Unlike the self proclaimed “Platinum Queen”.
Reggie Stallworth: How the hell would you know what Carliee loves?
David Wright: Because she makes those two things obvious every chance she gets. Herself and Kindred London! And rumor has it…she’s been “loving” Julian Dark a bit lately too!
Reggie Stallworth: Shut your punk ass up, DW! You don’t talk about her like that!
David Wright: Speaking of her…
The speakers blaze "Fantasy" By Timbaland with gold and white lights flashing throughout the sold out arena, as the screaming fans boo as loud as they can, Carliee can be seen applying make up to her face while gazing into the compact mirror. With her black silky hair blowing in wind, Carliee bluntly "poofs" the fans that reached out towards her and is followed by Kindred London smiling and walking behind her. She then struts down the center of the ramp ranting and insulting the nearby fans wearing her white Abercrombie & Fitch tank top, black ruffled mini skirt, and black fur boots. She then ducks under the ropes as kindred walks in through the middle rope. After giving her hair a slight flick as she leads Kindred towards the turnbuckle. With Kindred holding her waist against him, Carliee does a sexy dance routine against his body followed by a sensational kiss on his lips and glares down the crowd fans.
Sammantha Jinx: And last but not least, being accompanied to the ring by Kindred London…she is…CARLIEE!!!
Casey looks a little disgusted as Carliee kisses Kindred but Rachel seems rather indifferent to it as Carliee begins to make her way into the ring. Before she even has a chance to fully step inside Casey is on her, spearing her to the ring floor and going at her with vicious punches to the head, but she is unable to do much damage before Rachel Stevens yanks her off of Carliee by the hair and pulls her to her feet. Rachel then nails her with a huge hair toss, sending Casey sailing all the way to the other side of the ring and getting this match underway with a BANG!
David Wright: And they’re OFF!
Reggie Stallworth: I can already tell this is gonna be my favorite match of the night! All three of the women are just…
David Wright: You’re supposed to be admiring their wrestling skills!
Reggie Stallworth: You mean they actually have those?
David Wright: Reggie!
Reggie Stallworth: Haha…gotcha!
Rachel now goes for Carliee, pulling the young diva to her feet and launching her into the ropes. As Carliee returns she goes for Rachel with a clothesline but Rachel ducks. As Carliee bounces off the opposite ropes Rachel immediately takes her down with a hurricanrana. She then leaps up and runs to the ropes, springing off the second one and landing across Carliee with a beautiful moonsault into a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
TH…Casey makes the save by grabbing Rachel by the hair and dragging her off of Carliee. Casey holds onto Rachels hair and yanks her to her feet. With no hesitation Casey begins hitting Rachel with backhand chops, slowly but surely back the small woman into the corner. Once she is there Casey grabs onto the ropes, using them for leverage as she begins nailing Rachel with hard, precise boots to the gut. As she begins to wear Rachel down, Casey the grabs her head, spins her around and bounces her face off of the turnbuckle repeatedly. Following up with a vertical suplex Casey goes for the pin…
ONE…
TWO…no! Now Carliee breaks up the three count!
David Wright: Nice action shown by these ladies in the ring thus far.
Reggie Stallworth: Psssh…you tellin’ me?!
Casey takes a deep breath before she jumps to her feet to face Carliee. Casey grabs the arm of Carliee throwing her against the ropes hard. She comes flying back after hitting the ropes. Casey goes down tripping Carliee up, causing her to take a faceplant into the mat, much to Carliee’s horror, whose life is Kindred London and…her face. With Carliee down, Casey then climbs onto her back and locks her hands beneath her chin, pulling back with a Mexican surfboard that leaves Carliee defenseless. But soon, Rachel comes to Carliee’s rescue with an elbow drop to the back of Casey’s head. With that, Rachel lifts Casey to her feet, standing her up straight. Rachel then slaps Casey hard across the face one time. She then slaps her again just for good measure before taking her down with a snapmare. But as she does so Carliee manages to climb to her feet and leap off the ropes and onto Rachel with a springboard dropkick, the first official moves she’s landed in the match yet. She then immediately crawls onto Rachel, hoping to catch an opportunity as well as the victory!
ONE…
TW…Rachel immediately kicks out!
David Wright: That Carliee sure is sneaky. She tries to steal the match after a springboard dropkick onto Rachel Stevens!
Reggie Stallworth: Must you turn everything this woman does into something so negative?! Damn!
With a shake of her head, Carliee pulls Rachel to her feet, but Casey Hutchins, now back on her feet, runs up behind her and locks on a dragon sleeper hold! Kindred yells outside of the ring, trying to encourage Carliee as she struggles against Casey’s hold. As it looks as though Carliee will escape Casey immediately switches up her tactics and runs across the ring, planting Carliee’s face into the mat with a bulldog! Wasting no time Casey gets up and starts laying the boots to Carliee with a miraculous burst of energy. Carliee scrambles around the ring to escape her but Casey doesn’t let up. She just continues on with her stopping until Rachel Stevens runs up behind her and nails her in the back of the head with a forearm smash! Casey turns around to face her opponent and grabs Rachel's arm, twisting it hard before kicking her in the stomach and twisting her arm back the other way, before releasing it and hitting a backbreaker on her.
David Wright: Whoa…nice one there by Casey! I must admit this young lady is rather talented!
Reggie Stallworth: Yeah, she most definitely it. She might have a pretty bright future here in PDW!
Casey flips Rachel onto her back and covers her!
ONE…
TWO…
THRE…Rachel barely kicks out! As T.C. Payne looks on carefully Casey slaps the mat in frustration, feeling that she was mere milliseconds away from winning her debut match. But she continues on, pulling Rachel to her feet. She prepares to lift Rachel up for a sidewalk slam but Rachel reverses the move with a headscissors takedown! The fans are eating up the action as both women slowly climb to their feet. In the meantime Carliee has now made her way up to the top turnbuckle. Unbeknownst to both woman she leaps onto the air and lands on both of them with a double crossbody! AS soon as their bodies smack the canvas Carliee immediately goes for the cover on BOTH of them!
ONE…
TWO…both Rachel and Casey kicks out and Carliee goes flying through the air!
David Wright: Another sneak attack by Carliee!
Both women look infuriated. The both hop to their feet, just as Carliee begins to collected herself and NAIL her with a double superkick! The impact slams Carliee straight into the ring post! But the two ladies don’t stop there. As if they don’t even realize it they both go for Carliee at the same time, pulling her to her feet and lifting her into the air only to smack her entire frontal end against the canvas with a double flapjack! The pair then flip to their feet and stomp away at Carliee with no remorse as she huddles on the ground in a fetal position! Like lighting they both hop to their feet ones again, headed for the ropes on opposite sides of the ring! As Rachel bounces off the ropes an entire the air she does a spin, landing onto Carliee with a springboard swanton bomb just as Casey lands on her with a legdrop!
ONE…
TWO…
THREE…
David Wright: IT’S OVER! IT’S OVER!
Reggie Stallworth: But who the hell won?!
Sammantha: Ladies and gentlemen… your winner…CASEY HUTCHINS…
David Wright: She did it! Casey won her debut match!
Sammantha Wright: …and RACHEL STEVENS!!!
Reggie Stallworth: What the hell?! It’s a tie?!
Both women look at one another as if they are surprised. With the adrenaline rush neither seemed to pay much attention to the other. They slowly make their way off of Carliee just as Kindred London makes his way into the ring to retrieve his out cold fiancée. Meanwhile, both Casey and Rachel are shaking their heads at the outcome. As Casey paces, Rachel simply looks around before shrugging her shoulders. She then makes her way into Casey’s path and extends her hand to her.
David Wright: There’s Rachel and that integrity.
David Wright: Oh, whatever. She’s gonna have to lose that up in here. PDW ain’t the place for it. Trust me.
Casey simply looks at her, the disappointment etched all across her face. She simply rolls her eyes at Rachel and turns to leave, flagging her opponent off, not at all thrilled that she had to share this first victory. But as she turns to leave Rachel grabs her by the shoulder, prompting Casey to turn around. Once again, Rachel extends her hand, but this time, a pissed off Casey slaps it away. Rachel looks at her confused before that look turns into one of offensiveness. Despite her small size, she steps closer to Casey and holds her hands in the air, letting her know that she was just congratulating her and that she needs to relax. But not one to be told what to do by anyone Casey shoves her…and Rachel immediately shoves back.
David Wright: What the hell is going on here?!
Reggie Stallworth: I’ll tell you what…CAT FIGHT!
The shoving match continues before finally, Casey kicks Rachel in the gut and nails her with a facebuster!
Reggie Stallworth: That’s right, girl! Show her you ain’t her friend! That’s what I’m talkin’ bout!
After laying out Rachel Stevens, Casey climbs to her feet as her music hits again. The show then fades to commercial as Casey stares down out the unconscious Rachel Stevens.
.:: LAST WEEK ::.
Once more, the gun misfires as Jake burns a hole through the camera lens. A sign of emotion can suddenly be seen though as a single tear rolls down his cheek.
"I always loved you."
He closes his eyes as the scene begins fading to black.
BOOM!
The cameras cut to the backstage area and slowly pans through the hallways. It then creeps past a doorframe and into a plush office, none other than the office of Platinum Dynasty Wrestling’s owner and chief operator, Star. But she does not appear to be her normal self. She stares blankly at a monitor before her, all of the color seemingly trained from her normally tanned face, She trembles slightly as she witnesses what has just happened with Jake Matthews. Just like Jake, a single tear streams down Star’s face just before she goes running out of her office.
.:: TONIGHT ::.
Star: Have you spoken to Shara at all tonight? She knows what I told her I wanted done and she also knows just how much this show in New York will mean to PDW. If she doesn’t show up I swear…
Star snatches her caught off the rack and throws it onto herself carelessly, looking as though she is in some sort of rush as her younger sister and employee Angelique Deveraux stares on in confusion.
Angel: She’ll show up, Star. I know she will. In the meantime maybe you should sit down and relax for a minute? I’ll get you some water. You’re starting to look pretty flushed again. You were alright earlier tonight.
Star shook her head no.
Star: I’m out of here in a second. I don’t have time to be sitting around sipping Evian.
Angel: Well what could you possibly need to go to HUP for of all places?! Star, you’ve been going from hospital to hospital for a week now. What on earth is going on? Are you sick? Is something wrong?
Star: Don’t worry about it, Angel.
Angel: But you’re acting REALLY strangely. If something is wrong, tell me.
Star doesn’t respond. She just pulls her coat closed and ties the belt around her. She then snatches her keys off of the table and heads for the door, but suddenly pauses and turns to her sister.
Star: Come on. I want you to come with me.
Without another word, Star heads out of the room and Angel scurries after her as the scene fades.
David Wright: What a strange little exchange between the boss and Angel. But a huge happening last week seemingly went over the heads of many and was passed off as being just a routine April Fool's joke by the Miracle Boy.
Reggie Stallworth: Only now...it isn't seeming much like a joke anymore....
“Take Me” by Papa Roach hits the arena speakers. Moments later, Julian Dark emerges from the back. He steps onto the stage and looks around at the crowd. He is dressed in street clothes right now though: a pair of blue jeans, and a white t-shirt that has Julian Dark printed in black ink down the right side of the chest reaching down to his abs . On the back, running across the shoulder blades, in green ink, the shirt reads The Lucky Charm. Over his shoulder rests the Prodigy Championship. Julian walks down the ramp towards the ring, slapping hands with fans along the way. When he gets to the ring he casually climbs the steel steps and calmly enters the ring between the second and third rope. No crazy flips or anything right now. He spins around once, extending his arms out to the crowd, drowning himself in the cheers of the fans. He motions for a microphone to be handed to him as he walks over towards the timekeeper. With the microphone in hand, he steps back to the middle of the ring and looks back up at the stage and the video screen.
Julian: So last week, it looked like yours truly was about to get lucky with the two beautiful hosts of The Naked Truth, in a shower, at the same time.
Cat calls and cheers erupt from the men in the crowd at the thoughts of Dayshia and Aurora naked.
Julian: However, that wasn’t to be. They decided to play a little April Fool’s joke on me. Get me all hot and bothered in the shower, then steal all my clothes, except for my boxers.
The females in the crowd boo at the mistreatment of Julian by the two devilish ladies.
Julian: That left me with only one option. To come out to the ring and square off against Steven Jason in nothing but my boxers.
This time the females let out their own cat calls at the memory of Julian in nothing but his skivvies. Julian smirks a bit at the memory himself.
Julian: I think that was supposed to embarrass me, or humble me, or something. But I mean… come on. If you had a body like this…
At that point Julian pauses and pulls his shirt off, displaying his tanned and sculpted upper body. Girls in the crowd are going absolutely nuts at that point.
Julian: Would you really be embarrassed or humbled to show it off? I sure as hell wasn’t. I take pride in my body and I don’t mind showing off the results of the hard work I have put into it. So, Aurora, Dayshia your little plan backfired. I wasn’t intimidated to come out to the ring in my boxers and wrestle. Which, I must say, those boxers are ruined from all the blood spilt during that match.
He shakes his head in sadness at the loss of his boxers.
Julian: But the point of the lesson was learned, Aurora. You are willing to take things into your own hands in order to make people atone when you feel they have slighted you. You feel I have slighted you, apparently. You told me last week that I have to come up with some way to make it up to you and Dayshia, or things will get worse. Well, I don’t like being backed into a corner like that. So, I was going to blow you off and actually retaliate in some way. But, I’m above those petty games. Plus, escalation by me means escalation by you afterwards. If it’s worse than what you did last week, I can only think about the ways you plan on screwing me. And no, not in those terms! Get your mind out of the gutter! I’m referring to this!
He slides the Prodigy Championship off his shoulder and into his hand. He raises it high into the air, and poses for a moment as flashbulbs erupt all over the Spectrum.
Julian: I’ve heard the stories about what you and Dayshia did to one Clint Bone, taking all his money from him. And he did it all willingly, I understand. Well, the money doesn’t matter to me. The Prodigy Championship does though, and I refuse to let this little game you want to play affect my retaining this title. I won’t lose it because some girl feels that I hurt her. And no Joseph, I’m not addressing you. I’ll deal with you later. So here it is, Aurora: what you wanted.
He pauses from moving around the ring. He rests the Prodigy Championship back on his shoulder.
Julian: Dayshia, Aurora, I apologize for trying to come between the two of you. I won’t try and play you two against each other anymore. I even have a gift for the two of you, to show my sincerity. But, it’s not for all to see. So, if you want your gift, come find me after the show is over.
Julian drops the microphone to the ground, and raises the Prodigy Title high into the air again. He then picks his shirt up off the ground and flips it over his free shoulder. “Take Me” by Papa Roach hits the speakers again as Julian exits the ring and makes his way back towards the locker rooms.
Standard Match
Odd vs. The Tank
Sammantha Jinx: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, at a weight of 238 pounds…ODD!!
"The Undertaker" by Puscifer plays and Odd runs down the ramp and slides into the ring, ready for his match.
Sammantha Jinx: And his opponent, from Miami, Florida, he weighs in at 320 pounds…THE TANK!!!
"Ladies and Gentlemen" by Saliva plays out through the P.A. system and The Tank walks out onto the entrance ramp wearing a golden Japanese style jacket, also wearing black shades. He smirks and walks slowly along the ramp looking focused on the ring. As he approaches the ring he stands before it and looks on at it, looking up to the heavens before getting onto the ring apron and climbs into the ring. The Tank removes his Japanese style jacket and hands it to the ring assistant as he climbs up to the top rope to pose for the crowd. He drops down and waits for the match to begin.
Reggie Stallworth: Damn, that dude is big.
David Wright: He most certainly is. I wouldn’t want to be in the ring with him. Both of these competitors are relatively new and both have yet to lose a match here in PDW.
Reggie Stallworth: Somebody’s gonna have to lose tonight though. They can’t both go home winners.
T.C. Payne takes her place in the ring and calls for the bell and the match immediately begins. The two men lock up in the center of the ring. They engage in somewhat of a tug-o-war before the large man in the Tank is able to shoves Odd into a corner of the ring. He then hits him with a hard knife edge chop across the chest and throws his knee into Odd’s gut, double him over. With Odd in a crouched over position the Tank nails him with a hard European uppercut! As Odd slouches against the turnbuckle the Tank immediately slaps his arms around him and tosses him into the air and over his head with a belly to belly suplex! Odd comes crashing down into the canvas. Once he hits, the Tank runs over to him and makes the cover, hooking his leg.
ONE…
TWO…
Odd kicks out!
David Wright: The Tank with an early pin attempt there.
Reggie Stallworth: That didn’t work. Already he’s kicking Odd’s ass though. The hell kinda name is that anyway? “Odd”. His mama was a hippy.
David Wright: Either that or he was one really funny lookin baby.
Reggie Stallworth: Haha…
As Odd kicks out the Tank sits back for a minute before climbing to his feet and pulling Odd up with him. He then shoves Odd away from him a bit a jabs him right in the nose. Odd immediately grabs his face, in an attempt to block another attack on it but is soon hit with a right hook to the midsection. As Odd doubles over once again he is then nailed with a double arm DDT! His head hits the mat with a hard thud and the Tank is soon right back on his feet again. He grabs Odd by the hair and yanks him to his feet like a rag doll, tossing him into the corner. As Odd’s back slams into the ring post the Tank immediately charges in his direction, but his momentum is too much for him to stop himself as Odd raises both feet, slapping his boots right into the face of the Tank and putting a momentary end to the big man’s domination. When the Tank hits the mat, Odd drops to his knees, trying to regain his composure as the Tank lays stretched out on the canvas.
David Wright: The Tank caught off guard there by Odd.
Reggie Stallworth: Good for Odd. He needed to do SOMETHING!
Odd stares at the Tank for a brief moment as he rolls around the ring before he heads straight for him. He lifts the Tank back to his feet. He appears to still be reeling for the blow to the head that he received but that is no matter to Odd. He begins unleashing a barrage of punches onto his opponent, backing him up towards the corner. Once the Tank is there Odd nails him with a clothesline so hard that it takes him off of his feet. Immediately after the Tank lands Odd tears into him with various kicks to the chest, arms and head then soon evolve into vicious stomps to wherever his boot seems to land. Odd then grabs the Tank by the back of the neck and yanks him up on his feet before nailing him with a suplex, going for the pin.
ONE…
TWO…
The Tank kicks out! Odd takes deep breath and gets back to his feet, taking his opponent with him. He then executes a picture perfect inverted DDT onto the Tank. Wasting no time, Odd lifts the Tank up once again launches him into the corner, following up with yet another clothesline, this time sending the Tank straight over the top rope and crashing into the floor outside!
David Wright: Odd just send the Tank to the outside with a strong clothesline!
The Tank seems to barely know what hit him, now taking a second hard blow to the head. But as Odd paces the ring inside the Tank slowly begins making his way to his feet as the fans look on and T.C. Payne begins her count.
ONE…
TWO…
The Tank is now up, holding his head in the spot where it hit the floor the hardest. He then peers around briefly, falling against the barricades as he attempts to regroup. Fans eagerly pat his back, happy to touch a PDW superstar.
THREE…
FOUR…
One eager fan cheers loudly, but it isn’t for the Tank. As the Tank turns to him the fans holds a sign high and proud that reads “THE STINGER!!!” The looks on the Tank’s face immediately shows his displeasure! He reaches out and snatches the sign right out of the fan’s hand, ripping it in two!!!
Reggie Stallworth: Whoa, the Tank didn’t like that!
David Wright: That was obviously a fan of Steve Jason! And with the Tank being number one contender to his title you know that doesn’t sit well with him!
FIVE…
SIX…
As the Tank gets into the fans face he is completely oblivious to the fact that Odd has made his way out of the ring as well! He immediately comes up behind the Tank and kicks him in the lower back before bouncing his head off the barricade! He then grabs the Tank by the head and tosses him into the ring, sliding in right after him! But just as he does so the Tank kicks him in the face, causing Odd to stumble back. The Tank then slides his body around and grabs Odd by the hair, pulling him into the ring. He then pulls them both to their feet and lifts Odd into the air, bringing him back down with an atomic drop that he immediately follows up with a spinning heel kick! Surprised by the turn of events Odd hits the mat! The Tank stumbles backwards just for a moment but soon makes his way back to Odd, bringing him to his feet once again. The Tank grabs Odd’s arm and places it over his shoulder.
David Wright: Uh oh…we all know what this is!
Reggie Stallworth: The Tank Slam!!
Fans come to their feet all through the Dynasty Spectrum as the Tank tightens his hold on Odd, but suddenly Odd reverses the move with an IMPRESSIVE vertical suplex to the 320 pounds superstar!!
Reggie Stallworth: HOLY SHIT!
The entire mat vibrates as the Tank connects with it! But as winded as Odd his front the move his climbs right back to his feet, taking the Tank with him.Odd takes the Tank into a DDT position, and then jumps as high as he can, using his inertia to move his momentum downward, effectively spiking his Thank on the top of his head!
David Wright: On the Rainslick Precipice of Darkness!
Reggie Stallworth: What?!
David Wright: I SAID…. On the Rainslick Precipice of Darkness!
Odd quickly rolls the Tank up!
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!
Sammantha Jinx: Here is your winner…ODD!!!
Reggie Stallworth: Oh wow! He did it! He beat the goddamn Tank!
Kindred London is seen lounging around backstage, an iPod in hand as the Cyber Championship belt sits comfortable on his shoulder, as he paces back and forth, waiting until his match tonight against Rachel Price. From afar comes Layla and Kayla as they have their matching outfits on, as they come up to Kindred. Kindred then slides his earbuds out of his ears.
Kindred London: What’s up, ladies?
Layla and Kayla (Together): We’re Good!
Layla: Tonight Kindred, you get to defend your Cyber Championship against Rachel Price ... What’s your thoughts about that?
Kindred London: My thoughts on this matchup? They could’ve got someone better than Rachel. She used to be a ‘contender’, but she has slipped way off of her mountain top. Tonight will be like last week, I will come through as an unstoppable force.
Kayla: Actually Kindred, last week you were inches away from a loss if it wasn’t for the referee being distracted outside of the ring.
Kindred shoots Kayla an awkward eye, as he clears his throat.
Kindred London: A win is a win ... Julian was the game breaker. I never said that I was solo ... As said before, we work well together. We do whatever we can to win. In the end, that’s what it’s all about. Make sure next time you try to attempt a low blow, be accurate with it.
You can then hear the crowd boo a bit in Kindred’s direction ...
Layla: Well, good luck tonight, I guess then. Come on Kayla ...
As they walk off, Kindred continues shooting a glare before sticking his earbuds back into his ears, again pacing back and forth.
Kindred London: I don’t need luck ... Luck is for ‘losers’ ... I Will Not Lose!
The scene then fades out and back to ringside.
Cyber Championship: Special Guest Ref Julian Dark
Kindred London © vs. Rachel Price
Sammantha Jinx: The following match is one fall and it is for the PDW Cyber Championship. Introducing first standing in the ring at this time. The special Guest Referee for this match Julian Dark!!!
The crowd all cheer as Julian raises both hands in the air and then points at the referee shirt he has on.
Sammantha Jinx: And now introducing the challenger at 5’9 and 130 pounds Rachel Price!!!!!!!!!!!
Fake It by Seether hits and Rachel walks out from the back. She looks around at the crowd for a moment with a serious and focused look on her face before walking down the ramp and sliding in the ring.
Sammantha Jinx: And now please welcome your Cyber Champion at 6’2” and 225 pounds Kindred London!!!
|| L O L O Dey Know Dey Know ||
|| L O L O Dey Know Dey Know ||
|| L O L O Dey Know Dey Know ||
|| L O L O Dey Know Dey Know ||
Sparks fly up from the pyros as the theme bangs throughout the PA System. The crowd taking shots with boo's at London's appearance. On his side, his fiance' Carliee, as London gives his own type of salute as they continue to throw boo's at him. Loving every bit of it, London pecks Carliee on the cheek, as the pyros keep firing out the golden sparks.
... Call me street like the raver?
Shawty Lo, A.T.L, I'm the MAYOR
Street Nigga but I can be tailored
Every now and then shawty might rock gators
Me and that kussssh I got acres
Yeahhh no more nosy xxx neighbors
Bigupp to all my HATERS
London leading the way down the ramp slowly, looking side to side ... he brushes his cornrolls down, before quickly sliding into the ring ... staying down with the shit-eating grin. Carliee making her way up the steps, London holds down the ring ropes as Carliee slowly makes her way inside the ring. The audience cheering for a hot second. London stands on the second turnbuckle before posing. Dropping down he goes on the other far turnbuckle, on the second, doing the same pose.
Im the Man (PAUSE) and I know that
I got cash (PAUSE) I'm talkin throw back
100 grand (PAUSE) what's that
I hit the club (PAUSE) and I blow that
Dropping down again, he slowly walks over to the center of the ring, where Carliee stands. London kneels down beside Carliee as he wraps his arms around her waist, as the music dies out.
The bell rings to start the match and Carliee immediately distracts Price. London moves in, lifting Price up and nails her with a torture rack into a modified neckbreaker drop. London gets up and smiles as Price rolls around holding her neck. He quickly pulls Price up and tosses her over the top rope. London and Julian begin to laugh and look the other way as Carliee attacks Price on the outside. Carliee rolls Price back in the ring after slamming her head into the ring steps and London goes for the pin.
…1
….2 Price kicks out.
Reggie Stallworth: What a match Kindred London taking full control as he always does.
David Wrght: It’s a three on 1 handicapped match as far as I’m concerned. I wonder what the powers to be were thinking when they made this match.
Reggie Stallworth: That our Cyber Champion deserved the night off?
London pulls Price up and whips her into the corner. Price hops on the second rope and leaps off, going for a moonsault. London catches her across his shoulder and charges toward the corner. Price drops down behind London, shoving London into the corner. London stumbles backwards. Price knocks London down and tries to lock in the sharpshooter. London kicks Price away and she goes flying through the middle ropes to the arena floor.
Reggie Stallworth: See it’s fair. Kindred is just showing his wrestling skill and out wrestling Rachel Price just as we all knew he would.
David Wright: Are you kidding me. This is a travesty of justice.
Reggie Stallworth: Oh great you are goingto play lawyer now. Just sit back and enjoy the match like me.
Carliee tries to grab her but Price knocks Carliee’s hand away and takes her down with a clothesline. Price slides back in the ring and London quickly nails her with a knee to the back. He pulls Price up and tosses her over the top rope again but Price lands on her feet and quickly goes to the top rope. London turns and gets taken down with a dropkick from the top rope. London hits the mat hard and Price quickly goes for a pin attempt
…1
…2 Julian hesitates long enough for London to kick out.
David Wright: What the hell was that?
Reggie Stallworth: What do you mean? Julian counted didn’t he? He can’t help if Kindred London’ssuch a great man that he kicked out.
David Wright: Give me a break.
Price gets up and stares at Julian as London pulls himself up. Price turns and charges at London, only to get nailed with a Blake Hole Slam. Instead of going for a pin, London rolls out of the ring and grabs a chair. He slides back in the ring but Julian grabs the chair from him.
Reggie Stallworth: See what did I tell you. Julian doing the right thing and taking the chair from Kindred London.
David Wright: He does seem to be doing the right thing
London stares at Julian for a second but Julian smiles and sets the chair up in the center of the ring. London starts to laugh as he pulls Price up. He whips Price into the ropes and then nails her with a second Black Hole Slam onto the chair. Price yells out in pain and rolls around, holding her back in pain.
David Wright: That Son of A…
Reggie Stallworth: Easy easy there…
London gets up pulling Price with him. He whips Price hard into the corner and then picks up the chair. Julian turns and pretends to be busy with Carliee as London charges in, going to nail Price in the head with chair. Price gets her feet up, sending the chair back into London’s face. London collapses to the mat and Price falls to her knees. She crawls over and grabs the chair but Julian takes the chair from her. Price stands staring at Julian as Carliee gets upon the ring apron. She charges, going after Carliee but Carliee drops off the ring apron. London starts to get up and Price nails him with a DDT. She rolls London over for a pin attempt and Julian starts a reluctant count.
…1
…2 London gets a shoulder up.
David Wright: Price fighting back and going right after both Kindred and Carliee but how long can she keep it up against these odds.
Reggie Stallworth: I don’t know what you are talking about. I’ve seen a completely fair match so far.
David Wright: Fair in Kindred London’s eyes I suppose.
Price pulls London up but London nails her with a knee to the midsection and whips her into the ropes where Carliee was. Carliee goes to nail Price but Price blocks it and nails Carliee. She turns and London catches her and nails her with a flapjack into a facebuster. London gets up and locks Price in a Headvice. Price yells out in pain and struggles to get free. She gets to her feet only to drop to her knees again. Price looks as though she was going to tap but London suddenly lets go.
David Wright: What the hell. Kindred could have won it there I think.
Reggie Stallworth: What a hell of a wrestler Price is . She broke Kindred’s headvice. She just keeps coming at you don’t she?
David Wright: Obviously we have two different matches on our monitors.
London picks up Price and whips her toward the ropes carelessly. Price holds on to the ropes and the charges at London but gets a kick right in her face from London. The crowd goes silent with only a few ooo’s and ahhs as London stands over Price with a pissed off look on his face as she rolls around the mat holding her nose. London smiles as the crowd boo’s for the move.
David Wright: What a viscious kick to the face of Rachel Price. What is London trying to prove here tonight.
Reggie Stallworth: Don’t worry it’s ok. Rachel Price wasn’t that pretty anyway.
David Wright: Would you for once say something productive.
Reggie Stallworth: Would you for once get a hair piece that looks right.
He yells out its over before lifting Price up and looking for Out Of Order. Price wiggles free and hooks London nailing him with Forbidden Lust. Both wrestlers go down without moving. Julian reluctantly starts to count both wrestlers down all the while motioning for London to get up
…1
….2
….3
….4
….5 Julian looks at Carliee who was now pounding the mat for London
…6
…7
…8 London gets to his knees and starts pulling himself up by the ropes.
David Wright: In a fair match Price could have covered London and won
Reggie Stallworth: What do you mean Julian putting in a fair count isn’t he?
David Wright: All the while trying to get London to get up.
Price starts to get up as well. She grabs London and slams him head first into the turnbuckle. London drops to the mat and Price quickly locks in a sharpshooter. London quickly gets to the ropes with help from Carliee pulling him. Price gets up and takes a swing at Carliee before slowly climbing to the tope rope. She leaps off going for a swanton bomb but London gets his knees up. She lands hard and once again both wrestlers go down. London rolls over and starts to pull himself up. He turns and is quickly rolled up by Price out of nowhere. Julian again starts a reluctant count
…1
…2 London kicks out and then grabs Price with a roll up of his own
…1
…2 Price manages to kick out.
Both wrestlers are up slowly but London explodes with several quick clotheslines to Price. Price gets up and walks right into a press slam before being dropped hard onto her face. London taunts to the crowd, receiving nothing but boo’s before stomping Price on her back. London drops an elbow right into the back of Price, before getting into position. Grabbing a handful of her hair, London quickly yanks back hard, as his elbow is still driven to the middle of her back. Grabbing for her legs as Price yells in pain from the yanking. London folds back her legs as far as he can, almost trying to get her legs to touch her own damn head.
Reggie Stallworth: That’s it. That is London’s new move. It’s over It’s over.
David Wright: Ring the bell. Just end this farce of a match already
Crying in pain, Price tries her best to wiggle out of it somehow, but with it locked in now, she couldn’t do nothing about it except try and get to the ropes. London then decides to lean to his right a bit, as it forces much more pressure onto Prices’s neck and back. London smiles in satisfaction, as he keeps the hold locked in, while Julian checks on Price. It looks as though Price was out of it and Julian calls for the bell.
Sammantha Jinx: Here is you winner and still Cyber Champion Kindred London!!!!!!
Julian, Carliee, and Kindred celebrate in the ring when Can’t Be Touched hits. From the back walks Hannah St John who stood at the entrance ramp with a calm look on her face. Carliee motions for her to come on down as London and Julian laugh at Hannah being alone.
Reggie Stallworth: Hannah can’t be thinking of taking them on alone. That’s suicide.
David Wright: I don’t think she’s alone…look.
Hannah begins walking down the ramp by herself when suddenly Joseph walks from the back with two sledgehammers. He joins Hannah and hands her one of the sledgehammers before they walk down and begin circling the ring.
Reggie Stallworth: This isn’t right. We need security out here right now.
Joseph and Hannah look at each other and drop the sledgehammers before sliding in the ring. Hannah goes right after Carliee and they spill out onto the arena floor as Julian and Kindred begin beating on Joseph. Joseph drops to one knee but then grabs the chair that was in the ring. He suddenly stands back up nailing Kindred with chair in the midsection. Kindred rolls to floor as Julian hops over the top rope. Carliee rolls back in the ring motioning for Hannah not realizing Joseph was right behind her. Reggie Stallworth: Carliee.. Behind you. Oh this isn’t going to be good
David Wright: Joseph wouldn’t…He couldn’t. Oh yrs he can.
Hannah smirks and just waves at Carliee as Joseph spins her around and lifts her up for Now that’s Gangsta. Julian and Kindred grabs her legs pulls her down and quickly takes her out of the ring. Joseph rolls out of the ring and both he and Hannah grab the sledgehammers and begin slowly walking toward Kindred, Julian and Carliee who escape through the crowd.
We fade to the back where we see a near-empty locker room and hear the sound of a shower in the background. A few moments pass and the sound of running water ends and the sound of a woman giggling is heard. A few more moments pass and Nicholas Jaxx struts from the shower with nothing but a towel around his waist and a little damage obvious from the match earlier on. His girlfriends Amy Ebdon and Kerry Knight appear a few moments later, both also wearing nothing but towels and carrying a couple of bottles of what appears to be Champagne. Jaxx grabs one of the bottles and takes a drink before kissing both of the girls and turning around, almost falling over backwards in surprise.
Nicholas Jaxx: Holy FUCK dude, you scared the SHIT out of me. AGAIN!!
Pete Ebdon: Are you throwing a celebratory party?
Nicholas Jaxx: Dude, the party never stops when you’re the Jaxxster! You hear to join in the fun? C’mon dude, there’s plenty of bubbly for everyone!
Pete Ebdon: I’ll pass.
Nicholas Jaxx: Then why the fuck ARE you here dude?
Ebdon smirks at his former tag team partner and slowly shakes his head in obvious disappointment.
Pete Ebdon: I can’t believe you’re actually celebrating tonight. You’re pathetic Nick! That’s what I came here to tell you, you’re pathetic.
Ebdon turns to walk away and Jaxx grabs him by the shoulder and spins him back around, getting right in his face angrily.
Nicholas Jaxx: Fuck! You!
To his surprise Ebdon actually smiles.
Pete Ebdon: That’s more like it.
Ebdon brushes Jaxx’s hand off of his shoulder and turns to walk away again before looking back over his shoulder.
Pete Ebdon: Oh, and Nick, don’t bother to answer my challenge. I’m looking for some new competition.
Nicholas Jaxx: Challenge? What challenge?!
Pete Ebdon: You’ll see.
And with that Ebdon walks out leaving Jaxx looking confused. The girls force a bottle of champagne in to his hand and the party continues but it’s obvious that the spirit of fun has just been sucked out of the little Canadian.
Next Big Thing Championship
AJ Tyler © vs Inferno
Sammantha Jinx: The following match is one fall and it’s for the PDW NEXT BEST THING CHAMPIONSHIP. Introducing first the challenger standing at 6’4” and weighing in at 225 pounds INFERNO!!!!!!!!!!!
The chorus of ‘Ebla’ is heard throughout the arena causing the fans to get up and cheer. The chorus dies out as the lights power down. In the darkness ‘Black Republican’ by Nas begins to play. The lights come back on as Inferno rises from the stage. His eyes remain closed as a pillar of vapor rises up around his body. After several moments pass he opens his eyes and walks down the ramp.
Sammantha Jinx: And now your Next Best Thing Champion, standing at 6’0” and weighing in at 236 pounds. Here is AJ TYLER!!!!
The arena goes black then flashes Tyler-P!nk, that spark up the live crowd, knowing who this person is from the start without a doubt in their mind. "Marylin Manson - This Is The New Shit" blast through the P.A system when the crowd got on there feet to boo for AJ Tyler as he steps through the curtains with his game face on. Looking at the crowd with a smirk before posing on the ramp to get them going and all fired up. Carefully taking step by step down the ramp way and slides right into the middle of the ring. AJ jumps up and runs to the far turnbuckle and climbs up. He uses his signature climb, where he uses no hands and just runs up the buckles using just his feet. And grabs the top turnbuckle for balance when he it completely on top. He then slowly stands tall and lifts his arms in a cocky motion. He lets the pictures be taken of him before turning and jumping off.
Inferno and AJ get nose to nose in the middle of the ring. They lock up and AJ takes Inferno over with an armdrag. Inferno gets back up and goes right after AJ again. AJ goes for a hip toss but Inferno lands on his feet and takes AJ over with a hip toss of his own. AJ gets up and gets a kick to the midsection from Inferno. Inferno whips AJ across the ring and sets for back body drop. AJ holds on to the ropes Kicks Inferno in the chest and then goes for a springboard crossbody, taking Inferno down.
…1
…2 … Inferno kicks out and both men quickly get to their feet.
David Wright: This one starting off just as expected.
Reggie Stallworth: Both men are about equal in speed but I have to give the edge to AJ. He isn’t going to let go of the title so easily.
David Wright: The champion always has the advantage but Inferno is still hungry for another title run.
AJ kicks Inferno in the midsection and then goes for a piledriver. Inferno reverses it with a backbody drop and then quickly goes to the top rope. AJ is up quick and goes to the corner. He takes Inferno of the ropes looking to slam him but Inferno again lands on his feet. Inferno turns and catches AJ with a straight kick to the head as he charges in. AJ drops like a rock and Inferno goes for a quick pin
…1
…2 AJ kicks out getting shoulder off the mat.
David Wright: This one could be over just like that. I don’t see either man keeping the advantage very long
in this one. Reggie Stallworth: Neither do I. There is just to much speed involved as well as similar styles.
David Wright: It will be whomever makes the big mistake first that the other can capitalize on.
Inferno pulls AJ to his feet and AJ nails him in the midsection with a punch. Inferno fires back with a karate chop that send AJ to the mat. AJ gets up and falls back into the ropes. Inferno charges and AJ pulls down the ropes. Inferno goes over the ropes but lands on his on the ring apron. He quickly goes to the top rope but AJ is up to meet him. AJ tries to take inferno off with a suplex but Inferno blocks it and shoves AJ off . AJ lands hard on the mat and struggles to get to his feet. Inferno leap off nailing AJ with a shooting star press into a DDT, planting AJ hard into the mat. He grabs him and goes for a pin
…1
…2 AJ gets a shoulder up.
Reggie Stallworth: What a move by Inferno. He showed he is out for blood here.
David Wright: And an equally impressive kick out by AJ Tyler.
Reggie Stallworth: Of course I predict that AJ is more than Inferno can handle this week. He’ll retain his title.
Inferno tries to hook in a dragonclutch but AJ quickly grabs on to the ropes . Inferno nails AJ with a knee to the head and then backs up as AJ struggles to get to his feet. AJ charges after Inferno but gets taken down with a drop toe hold. Inferno quickly locks in the dragonclutch and AJ yells out in pain. It looks as though AJ was going to tap out but he reaches up finding Inferno’s face and digs his fingers in Inferno’s eyes causing inferno to break the hold.
David Wright: Desperation move by AJ Tyler. It was almost over for him
Reggie Stallworth: Smart move if you ask me. This is a title match. You do what you have to do to hold on to that title and that’s what AJ did
Inferno stumbles away holding his eyes as AJ gets to his feet holding his back. AJ quickly grabs Inferno from behind and out of nowhere nails Zero Gravity. Both men go down and the referee begins to count.
…1
….2
….3
….4
….5 AJ manages to move and rolls over draping an arm across Inferno
…1
….2 Inferno manages to get a shoulder off the mat.
Reggie Stallworth: What that was three wasn’t it? It’s over
David Wright: No it wasn’t but it was close. Inferno is in deep trouble
Reggie Stallworth: I told you. I told you it was AJ’s night. AJ is going to put him away soon.
AJ slowly pulls Inferno up and then sends him shoulder first into the corner. Inferno stumbles to the center of the ring and then falls to the mat as AJ goes to the top rope. AJ leaps off as Inferno gets up and nails him with a missile dropkick right to the injured shoulder. He quickly covers Inferno for a pin attempt.
…1
…2 No Inferno manages to get a shoulder off the mat.
Reggie Stallwoth: Inferno just doesn’t know when to stay down does he?
David Wright: Would you stop that Inferno is a great competitor and a former champion. I would expect nothing less than everything he has in a match.
AJ grabs Inferno and tries to whip him into the corner. Inferno reveres it and sends AJ into the corner., charging in behind him and nailing him with TidalKrush. AJ falls face first to the mat before rolling onto his back as Inferno goes to the top rope. Inferno leaps off, nailing AJ with a double foot stomp and then quickly covers him.
…1
….2
…3 No AJ gets a foot on the ropes just before the 3 count.
Reggie Stallworth: His foot ref. AJ’s foot is on the bottom rope.
David Wright: He sees it. Would you calm down. You are going to give yourself a heart attack. Just like that Inferno has taken control of this one.
Reggie Stallworth: Wish someone would give you a heart attack.
Inferno sits up and looks around before slowly pulling AJ up. He whips AJ across the ring but AJ reverses it sending Inferno into the ring. Inferno starts to go for a handspring but AJ goes in and grabs Inferno around the waist as he stands upside down and nails a tombstone piledriver. He covers Inferno going for a pin.
…1
…2
….3 No Inferno just manages to get a shoulder up.
David Wright: What a counter by AJ Tyler. What a great title match
Reggie Stallworth: I have to agree . What a great match but only cause Inferno to dumb to realize he’s a beaten man.
David Wright: That remains to be seen but this great match continues.
AJ gets up arguing with the referee giving Inferno time to pull himself up by the ropes. He turns and charges at Inferno only to get back body dropped to the arena floor. AJ looks to be out as Inferno drops to his knees in the ring. The referee start to count but Inferno breaks it up before rolling out of the ring. The referee starts to count over
….1
….2.Inferno pulls AJ up AJ fires back with right hands
…3
….4
He backs Inferno up but Inferno suddenly comes back grabbing AJ and rolling him over with Ranhei right onto the steel steps. Both wrestlers go down and the referee stops his count to check on them as the crowd yells out HOLY SHIT!!!
David Wright: Inferno with no regard what damage he was doing to himself takes out AJ on the ring steps.
Reggie Stallworth: What’s wrong with the referee. That a should be a disqualification. Give AJ the title and raise his hands.
David Wright: Nevertheless, this match continues and the fans are treated to something great.
Inferno slowly gets up and rolls back in the ring . AJ stumbles to his feet and reaches for the ropes pulling himself up on the ring apron while holding the back of his neck. Inferno suddenly nips up and goes over grabbing AJ. He pulls AJ back into the ring and goes to whip AJ into the corner but AJ reverses it sending Inferno into the corner and then nails him with a Stinger splash. AJ bring Inferno out of the corner and then lifts him in a crucifix. Inferno wiggles free and drops down behind AJ. He spins AJ around and then picks him up going for Efinn Rocked but AJ slips out of it and nails Inferno with a pele kick knocking him to the mat.
Reggie Stallworth: It’s the beginning of the end…
David Wright: That remains to be seen but AJ Tyler clearly in control for the moment
AJ heads for the top rope but Inferno shakes the ropes causing AJ to fall straddling the ropes and then fall back into the ring. Inferno picks AJ up and looks to nail Go to Sleep but AJ blocks the knee of Inferno. AJ goes for a clothesline but Inferno ducks it. AJ turns around and Inferno lifts him up catching him with the Psycho Driver
…1
….2
…3
Sammantha Jinx: Your winner and new Next Best Thing Champion…INFERNO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Reggie Stallworth: I called it. I was behind Inferno all the way.
David Wright: And just as fast as my broadcast partner changes sides, we have a new Next Best Thing Champion in Inferno…
A pool of blood coats the floor and in a corner lays a man, broken, battered and defeated. His arms are cuffed behind his back and blood stains coat what remains of a tattered and torn white wife beater. The man’s neck is lined with bruises and a he remains motionless as he lies in a heap. Familiar tattoos line the man’s shoulders and arms, but behind the blood they are still slightly indistinguishable. The room surrounding the man was empty and there were no windows, there was nothing. Nothing but a single door built into the padded walls, it was obvious where we were. It was obvious where this man was condemned to and it was obvious the torment that he’d gone through. It was obvious, he’d been committed. This entire seen was filmed by a fourth man who stood back a little further than anyone else and in his hand he held a camcorder that read “2/12/08 1:23 AM”.
“Get this on him,” bellowed a voice, “before he wakes up. I don’t want anymore problems from this one.”
Two men rush into the picture, one holding a large straight jacket in his right hand. The two men walk forward cautiously and approach the man immediately pulling him to his knees. The taller of the two men reaches out unlocking the handcuffs and pushing the man hard face first against the wall. The men begin to pull the straightjacket over his head and locking the straps tight around his arms.
“He’s coming,” shouted the man, with his voice still muffled by the wall, “he’s coming and he’ll never forgive me for losing to that whore. He’ll never forgive me and he’ll never let me live this down.”
The men finish locking the straightjacket and they shove the man down again to the floor still concealing his face from the camera. The men exit the room and they look back towards each other all having some sort of concerned look on their faces.
“I’ve never seen someone who admitted themselves put up such a fight,” stated the cameraman looking towards the other three men, “it’s almost like he’s genuinely afraid of something.”
“Or someone,” replies one of the men “by the sounds of it.”
The lights around the arena dim to black for a few moments before all the video monitors suddenly come to life with nothing but static across them and the low hum of crackling can be heard on the speakers which is abruptly interrupted as “Halo” by Soil suddenly BLASTS across the speakers and half the fans in the arena go absolutely wild, both booing and cheering.
...E B D O N E N T E R T A I N M E N T P R E S E N T S...
...T H E M E S S I A H O F P R O F E S S I O N A L W R E S T L I N G...
...T H E L O R D O F T H E R I N G...
...P E T E E B D O N...
A single spotlight shines down on to the stage finally breaking the darkness and revealing a figure covered entirely from head to toe in a black robe and black hood. He stands there for a second before extending his arms out in a mock-crucifix pose for a few seconds, then rips the hood and robe away in one motion to reveal the smirking face of Pete Ebdon beneath, a microphone tucked in to the belt of his pants. He walks down to the ring, ignoring the fans who reach out to try and touch him from ringside and pulls himself on to the apron, climbing the outside of the turnbuckles and standing on the second one, extending his arms again in the mock-crucifix pose. He continues to stand there as he pulls the microphone out from his belt, shielding his eyes from the spotlights that shine down brightly on him and looking out at the crowd as he raises the microphone to his lips.Pete Ebdon: Last week I debuted with a simple message... THE MESSIAH HAS RETURNED!!
He leaps over the ropes and in to the ring now as a large proportion of the fans actually pop for his opening statement. He walks across the ring and looks out at the crowd on that side as well before turning back toward the cameraman who’s climbing in to the ring and looks directly in to the camera.
Pete Ebdon: ...apparently, however, nobody was listening...
The same proportion of fans that popped before now boo loudly, although a large section of cheers are definitely audible...
Pete Ebdon: ...so this week I thought I’d make myself a little clearer, make sure I don’t s-s-s-stutter on any words and make sure that absolutely everybody has got the message so I’ll say again, THE MESSIAH HAS RETURNED!!
Those same fans pop once again and Ebdon now looks out in the general direction that the pops are coming from with a smirk.
Pete Ebdon: Did they separate the marks from the “smarks” when you came in here tonight or what? No matter, I appreciate the support nonetheless no matter what sections you may or may not have been forced to sit in. But odd fan-arrangements aside I know that that statement MAY confuse quite a few people, after all the closest thing any of you have come to seeing a true MESSIAH of this sport before now is... and I say this with as straight a face as possible... Joshua Payne. Or, even more laughably, KINDRED LONDON!! That sack of crap is no more an “Innovative Messiah” than I am an Iraqi War Criminal, and on that note Sean Williams is no more an “Icon” than Lucas Knight is a Main Eventer!
Both comments draw mixed reactions from the crowd but Ebdon doesn’t seem to care.
Pete Ebdon: When I returned here last week I tried to put it simply but apparently somebody missed the point, I am not here to sit on the sidelines and fall asleep in the back watching these second-rate “stars” try and entertain you people; I AM HERE FOR A FIGHT! I’ve sat at home and been bored to tears by second-rate promotions and lazy fucking wrestlers, I don’t need a seat in a new location, I need a chance to step in to this ring and hurt somebody. For far too long I’ve sat around with no real direction and with no real idea of what I wanted to do with my life, all of that changed when I stepped back in to this ring and now I’m being forced to wait for an opportunity? PETE EBDON DOESN’T DO WAITING!
The fans pop again as Ebdon points up at the stage.
Pete Ebdon: So next week I’m issuing an open challenge to ANYBODY back there to come down to this ring and show me that this company has something to offer me. And whether it’s one of the “top” guys or whether it’s some second-rate rookie looking to make himself a name it doesn’t bother me because next week on Disclosure the result will be the same, Pete Ebdon standing tall above YET ANOTHER broken body. And when I’m done next week I’m taking that open challenge up another step because PDW has a pay per view event coming up and at Dishonorable Discharge I don’t just want a second-stringer, I want a goddamn MAIN EVENT ATTRACTION because at Dishonorable Discharge I will make a second announcement to the world not with words but with actions because when the lights are on bright and the crowd is at a fever pitch there is NOBODY in this business who performs better than me. WELCOME TO MY WORLD, WELCOME TO REALITY! So sayeth the Messiah of Professional Wrestling, the Lord of the Ring!
Ebdon throws the microphone down behind him as “Halo” by Soil BLASTS across the speakers once again. He stands in the exact same spot for a moment and extends his arms out once again in the mock-crucifix pose before dropping to the mat and rolling from the ring, climbing over the barricade and exiting amongst the people who were cheering for him earlier. He slaps hands and receives numerous pats on the back as he disappears amongst the people as we cut back to ringside.
Non-Title Match
Mike Ryba vs. Steve Jason
Disclosure returns from commercial and cuts to ringside.
David Wright: Welcome back everyone to PDW Disclosure, I am David Wright alongside my broadcast colleague Reggie Stallworth and if you just tuned in…
Reggie Stallworth: Then where the hell have you been all night? Because coming up next we have our Main Event of the evening, when Steve Jason will face off against Platinum Champion Mike Ryba.
David Wright: That’s right Reggie, but we have to remember that Star has promised that by the end of the night we will know who Mike Ryba will be facing at Dishonorable Discharge for the Platinum Championship.
Reggie Stallworth: That’s if she actually delivers on her promise.
David Wright: I don’t think she’ll have much choice at this point, these fans seem pretty riled up and if Star doesn’t deliver I’m sure they’ll have her head.
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen, the next match is scheduled for one fall and is our Main Event of the evening. This match is schedule for one fall and is a non-title match.
With the sudden sound of a thunderclap, the heavy guitar introduction to Breaking Benjamin’s “Believe” blasts over the PA system as suddenly a blast of white and blue pyros flares up around the entrance ramp. As the guitar introduction continues, white and blue searchlight beams trigger and begin to wash over the entrance ramp and the general path to the ring. As this happens, a silvery plume of sparkler fire lights up in front of the curtain before Steve Jason strides out of the remnants, clad in his white and blue ringwear boardshorts and a matching silky short-sleeved shirt. He wastes no time striding down the ramp in direct time to the powerful, edgy verse which now booms throughout the arena.
Don’t tread the water
Just stay still
I’ll not be bothered
By you until
I’m picking sides
And pulling the strings
I’m living lies
And shedding skin
I’m open wide
And letting you in
I’m wronging rights
Sammantha Jinx: Now making his way to the ring, he hails from Sunset Coast, Australia and he is the Platinum Dynasty Wrestling Bloodshed Champion. He is STEVE JASON!
Steve has proceeded to the foot of the ring at this point, eyeing the apron in front of him with intensity. Suddenly, the sung verse becomes an intense, angry chorus as Steve jumps onto the apron in time with the first opening shout, gripping the ropes and flinging his arms back so his shirt flings off his body and into the crowd.
I don’t care what you want!
I just want mine!
Shut up!
Smart little bitch!
I don’t need lies!
At this point, Steve has sidestepped along the apron and reached the nearest turnbuckle. With little to no warning, he climbs atop it in time with the continuing chorus, which is now slightly softer than the angrier tune of before.
Get up!
Force it to fit!
Confined inside!
As the chorus ends and descends into sharp and short guitar blasts, Steve hops down from the turnbuckle and enters the ring itself, assuming a ready-to-fight martial arts stance.
Reggie Stallworth: Take a look at Steve Jason, he looks as ready as ever for this match. Unfortunately for him, he’s going to be stepping into the ring against our Platinum Champion in Mike Ryba.
David Wright: But like we’ve come to know anything can happen here in Platinum Dynasty Wrestling. Anyone can beat anyone else at anytime.
The slow beginning of 'The Howling' begins to play as the lights dim and blue lights begin to turn on. As soon as the rip begins to play, Ryba and his manager emerge from out back to their reaction. Johanna stands in front of Ryba as Ryba plays to the crowd. Once done, they begin their way to the crowd as Ryba makes his way in front of her and slides into the ring, as she steps up the steps and into the ring. Ryba stands in the middle of the ropes, looking to the crowd as she comes and grabs him as they strike a pose as blue and white pyro shoots off from the four corners of the ring.
Sammantha Jinx: Now in the ring, he is the Platinum Dynasty Wrestling Platinum Champion, from the Jersey Shore. MIKE RYBA!
Reggie Stallworth: That’s my boy Mike Ryba right there and damn does he look pumped.
David Wright: Hopefully Ryba has the ability to focus one hundred percent on this match because honestly I’m sure he’s got the number one contender on his mind. The worst part, he doesn’t even know who the number one contender is going to be.
Reggie Stallworth: That’s not even an issue when you’re Mike Ryba, you just go out there and do your thing.
Mike and Steve move towards the center of the ring, both men staring down the other as the ring bell pierces through the noise in the arena. Ryba and Jason both stand in the center of the ring nose to nose, until finally Mike reaches forward locking both his hands behind Steve’s neck and pulling his head down and driving a knee into his jaw.
David Wright: So much for being pre-occupied Mike Ryba may of just ended this match, with that vicious knee to the face of Steve Jason.
Ryba releases his clinch that sends Steve backwards sprawling through the ropes and to the outside of the ring. Steve crumbles to the floor and Ryba obviously trying to make a statement wastes absolutely no time as he drops to the mat and rolls under the bottom rope to the outside. Mike drops both of his feet to the arena floor and without hesitation pulls back and drives a boot to the spine of Steve Jason. Ryba bends over grabbing Steve by the back of the head and pulls Steve to all four before again sending him down to the mat with a sickening boot to the midsection.
Reggie Stallworth: Mike Ryba isn’t here to win this match as much as he’s here to make a point.
David Wright: And by the looks of it, he just put an exclamation point on that sentence.
Ryba reaches down grabbing Steve by the back of the head and his ring trunks and he fires him shoulder first into the steel ring steps. Mike turns to referee whose count has reached eight and he rolls under the bottom rope and into the ring before rolling right back out to break the count. Ryba moves towards the downed Jason and he grabs hold of Steve by the neck and again lifts him to his feet. Mike presses Steve back first against the turnbuckle and raises his fist firing forward with a right hand. Steve manages to duck in the nick of time and Ryba connects directly with the ring post. Steve ducks under Ryba’s arm and instinctively lunges forward towards Mike only to be sent face first into the steel ring post.
David Wright: It looked like Ryba just seriously injured his right hand there, but he still had the presence of mind to send Steve Jason face first into the steel ring post.
Reggie Stallworth: And that’s why he’s the champ.
Mike Ryba turns towards the referee whose count has reached four and he rolls under the bottom rope and into the ring. Steve Jason lays motionless on the arena floor as the referee continues to count.
Five… Steve remains on the ground clutching his forehead in pain.
Six… Steve begins to stir clawing for the of the ring apron in an attempt to pull himself to his feet.
Seven… Steve manages to rise to one knee and begins to pull himself up.
Eight… Steve grabs the bottom rope and pulls himself up towards the ring.
Nine… Steve finally manages to drag himself under the bottom rope and into the ring.
Reggie Stallworth: It looks like Steve Jason is up for some more punishment.
David Wright: Well this PDW we don’t have men that will just let themselves get counted out. This is where the real competition is.
Mike Ryba quickly jumps a top of Steve Jason going for the cover.
One…
Two… Jason shouts his shoulder off of the mat.
David Wright: Only a two count by Ryba.
Ryba pulls Jason to his feet, grabs his arm and irish whips him off the far ropes. Jason bounces off the ropes, leaps up in the air and propels himself towards Ryba with a flying cross body. To Jason’s surprise he’s caught off guard by Ryba and finds himself trapped in midair. Ryba looks out towards the crowd motioning once for a fall away slam, but he holds back once. Ryba drops to one knee and drives Jason ribs first into his knee before flinging him hard backwards and sending him across the ring. Jason crashes down to the mat again and once again finds himself sent to the arena floor.
David Wright: This match is starting to get out of hand and it really doesn’t look good for Steve Jason.
Reggie Stallworth: Just goes to show you that not everyone can compete with the big boys here in PDW.
Ryba again begins to stalk down Steve Jason as he moves quickly towards the outside and begins to step through the ropes only to be cut off by a right hand to the throat. Ryba stumbles back into the ring and Jason leaps to the ring apron. Jason grabs hold of the top rope and springboards himself up into the air and into the ring. Jason in midair grabs hold of Ryba’s neck, while twisting his momentum and he drives Mike’s skull to the mat with a vicious tornado DDT.
David Wright: And quicker than you could snap your fingers the Bloodshed Champion turns things around.
Reggie Stallworth: Turns things around? He may very well of just broken Mike Ryba’s neck.
Steve manages to work up the strength and begins to crawl across the ring and he drapes his arm over Ryba’s chest.
One…
Two…
David Wright: This one’s over!
Thre… Ryba manages to shout his shoulder off of the canvas.
Reggie Stallworth: Good job, know nothing.
Jason raises to his knees trying to gain his bearings. Steve realizing the advantage he currently has immediately rolls Ryba onto his back and hooks his legs pulling him up into a Boston Crab. Ryba shouts out in pain and reaches for the ropes as Steve begins to pull back adding torque to the move. Ryba again continues to claw towards the rope and in a last stitch effort manages to wrap his fingertips around the bottom rope. The referee moves in and separates the move and almost out of exhaustion Jason falls forward to the mat. Both men lay back on the mat trying to regain some sense of composure as the referee begins to administer the mandatory ten count.
One…
Two…
Three…
Four…
David Wright: Both men look physically exhausted at this point.
Reggie Stallworth: And if they didn’t have enough to worry about with each other they now have to worry about that daunting ominous figure that’s currently marching down the ramp.
Five…
David Wright: That’s right ladies and gentlemen you heard it right. There is currently an extremely intimidating figure walking down the entrance ramp as we speak and for whatever reason he is wearing what seems to be a golden cloak.
Six…
Reggie Stallworth: Whatever or whoever that is seems eerily familiar.
Seven… Steve Jason begins to rise to one knee and notices the figure that has started to circle the ring.
David Wright: And I think Steve Jason just caught a glimpse of this man that’s circling the ring like a shark circling its prey.
Eight… Steve Jason rises to his feet and again he takes a long look at the man who continues to march around the ring completely fixated on the action going on inside.
David Wright: Steve Jason can’t let this figure distract him, he has to focus on his opponent Mike Ryba or he’s going to get burned.
Reggie Stallworth: That becomes extremely difficult when there’s a figure that’s nearly seven feet tall and looks like he weighs in the upwards of three hundred pounds circling you like a goddamn piranha.
Steve Jason turns his attention back to Mike Ryba and attempts to pull himself to his feet but is cut off by an aggressive forearm to the midsection. Ryba quickly hops to his feet and without hesitation grabs Jason by the neck and thrusts him backwards delivering a modified spine buster.
David Wright: It looks like Mike Ryba just caught wind of the individual who seems to be pacing back and forth around the entranceway.
Reggie Stallworth: Concentrate Ryba! Don’t let him get to you.
David Wright: Reggie, what if this is the opponent that Star was talking about? What if this is the number one contender?
Reggie Stallworth: Well if this is the number one contender then he’s a big bitch.
Mike Ryba completely forgetting about Steve Jason moves towards the ring ropes and begins to point towards the man whose face is completely covered by the massive cloak. All the while Steve Jason climbs up behind Ryba grabs hold of his tights and manages to roll him up into a small package.
One…
Two…
Three… Ryba shoots his shoulder off the mat but it’s too late.
David Wright: Steve Jason has upset Mike Ryba.
DING…DING…
Sammantha Jinx: Here is your winner by way of pin fall, Steve Jason.
Mike lifts himself to both knees in disbelief and throws his arms up frustration. At that exact moment the cloaked figure dives under the bottom rope dropping something on the canvas and he lunged forward towards Mike Ryba. The cloaked man manages to catch Ryba square in the jaw with a right hand that sends him back across the ring. Ryba fires back with a right hand of his own and the two begin to exchange lefts and rights. Finally Ryba is cut down by a vicious knee to the ribs. The cloaked man grabs Ryba and he lifts him up onto his shoulders spins him off and drives him neck first into the mat.
David Wright: IT COULDN’T BE!
Reggie Stallworth: I THINK IT IS!
The man drops to his knees and grabs hold of Ryba’s throat and he begins to choke the life out of him as referees and security begins to rush the ring. Referees begin to dive under the bottom rope as the man climbs to his feet and turns around towards the refs who stop dead in their tracks. The man raises his hands to his head and he immediately tears off the hood revealing his face.
David Wright: IT’S JOSHUA PAYNE! HE’S BACK!
Reggie Stallworth: WE HAVEN’T SEEN JOSHUA PAYNE SINCE HIS LOSS TO TONI TERROR BACK IN FEBRUARY!
David Wright: So does this mean that Joshua Payne is the number one contender? Does this mean that at PDW Dishonorable Discharge it’ll be Joshua Payne versus Mike Ryba?
Joshua Payne motions towards the referees who immediately clear the ring and he bends over picking up the item that he’s dropped. Payne turns towards Ryba and he drags him to the center of the ring, while unraveling the item in his hand.
David Wright: That’s a straightjacket!
Reggie Stallworth: Does that mean that Joshua Payne was the individual that we saw in the vignette earlier?!
Payne immediately hooks Ryba in the straightjacket and without wasting anytime Josh begins to drive right hands into Ryba’s forehead. Referees and security again make a move for Josh, but again he turns and shouts towards them. Again the ring clears. Joshua Payne turns towards Ryba again and again he hoists him up onto his shoulders slamming him down once again with the Payne Killer. Finally the referee manage to separate the two men as Joshua Payne turns towards the camera and stares deep into the leans as the camera begins to fade.
David Wright: We’re all out of time. But Joshua Payne is back and by the looks of it he’ll be facing Mike Ryba for the Platinum Championship.