The Dynasty Spectrum
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
June 10 , 2008
Dark Match – Pink Slip Match
Melissa Arctica vs. Dakota Smith vs. Joker vs. Anton Marat vs. Natalia Petrova
WINNER: JOKER
We cut to one of the larger communal locker rooms in the Dynasty Spectrum, which is surprisingly busy for once. A relatively large number of PDW superstars are assembled throughout the room, some seated on chairs, others leaning on tables and some standing for what appears to be some kind of gathering. They are even joined by a small number of PDW crew in their midst. Some are talking among themselves, others standing alone, but all are focused on the main door, which suddenly swings open.
Stepping through is none other than former Bloodshed Champion Steve Jason, a serious expression on his face and moving like a man with a serious purpose as he strides into the doorway. He comes to a stop as his ice-blue eyes flicker around the locker room, taking in the gathering, then he speaks.
Steve Jason: Damn. Better turnout than I was expecting.
Steve steps away from the door after seeing the assembled group, making his way towards the exact center of the locker room. He casts a glance over the faces, then begins to address the entire room.
Steve Jason: OK, people, I'm not going to waste time. Let's get down to business. We all saw what happened at Aversion Therapy. Hell, the vast majority of us experienced it first hand. This Pantheon thing is getting out of control. They've made it clear what they think of the roster at large- and Star's officially stabbed her talent in the back with her involvement. Those of you who think Aversion Therapy was just a one off should now slap yourselves, because you're sorely mistaken. They think of us as dirt and they will treat us as such, and with Star sanctioning it, self-defense is our only option.
Steve now takes the moment to pace as he talks, casting glances at the various faces in the locker room as he talks, his voice hard and accusing as he continues to address the problem of Star and the Pantheon.
Steve Jason: And Star's not the only one we can't rely on any more. Blake Selters, our esteemed GM, upon hearing about everything that happened that night, shrugged it off as 'not his problem'. We had injured who couldn't get the medical attention they needed, and it's 'not his problem'. I wonder, when will anything in this organization EVER be Selters' problem? Let's face it, Selters is useless in this situation. He's not going to do a damn thing until his arse is on the line. As for Angel Deveraux? I like the girl, but I don't know whose side she's on and I'd actually bet on her being on nobody's- and remember, there's a family tie there that isn't in our favor. Management is not going to bail us out, people. We are on our own. If anyone's going to save us, we have to do it ourselves. And it's only fitting, really, because we let it happen.
That draws a surprised murmur from the assembled locker room, Steve's words obviously having a serious impact on some of the assembled wrestlers as Steve himself merely stares a hole through the crowd as he continues.
Steve Jason: That's right, I'll say it again. We let it happen. Some of us have been getting fat, lazy and complacent. Some of us haven't been putting in the effort for matches that we should have been. Some of us have been half-arsing it. And those people have made us all look weak and made us all look like easy targets for the Pantheon. Because of this, we're now backed against the wall, and you know something? Unless something changes around here, we're not getting off that wall for quite some time.
Steve's voice becomes more defiant now as he points to his own chest.
Steve Jason: I don't know about you people, but I for one am not going to be forced back against the wall. You guys can do what you want. Make the same choice as me or don't. I'm not asking for your membership in some kind of counter-stable. I'm not even asking you to be on the same side as me. Hell, for all I know, some of you are probably about to go running to Star and warn her that SJ's stirring up trouble in the locker room. And that's fine. But I for one am not going to sit here and have those four jerkoffs push me around!
Steve's voice raises at the last part of that sentence, a hint of defiance setting in his eyes as he stares down the entire locker room before pacing once again.
Steve Jason: Tonight, I'm going out there, and I'm going to confront the Pantheon. And I'm doing it alone. I don't want anyone out there with me- tonight is my statement. But I want you to think on what I say to them when I'm out there- and I want you to think about what I've said tonight. The only people getting us out of this mess are ourselves. It's entirely your choice. Make your stand and defend your right to rise to the top here, or accept Star and the Pantheon treating you like dirt. I don't care, I can do this with or without any of you. You don't make any choice for my benefit. You make it for yourself.
Finally Steve stops the pacing, coming to a direct halt. He falls quiet for a moment, and a few people, thinking the meeting is over, begin to move towards the door. Steve suddenly speaks up again, causing them to remain still and fall quiet.
Steve Jason: And one last detail. Don't waste my time if you're not serious about this. Don't come running up to me offering me help and backup only to get sloppy next week. If you're going to make a stand, then for God's sake, make a stand like you mean it. If you don't, then I don't want your help and you don't deserve my allegiance. But with it or without it, as an army or alone... I'm now a renegade. That's it, meeting's over. Everyone get on with their lives.
Steve doesn't hang around after saying that, stepping away from the center of the locker room and heading straight for the door, leaving a puzzled and thoughtful PDW roster in his wake, slamming it directly behind him with the force of a man on a serious mission.
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.
The riveting sounds of “No Jesus Christ" by Seether begins to blast across the PA system as the lights around the arena slowly begin to dim.
Before you hedge those bets you placed against me
Be reticent of fortunes they foretell
Your verbal defecation I can't wash away despite myself
Your vanity, it seems, has served you well
On the screens that line the entire arena appears multiple images of broken bodies laying in and around the ring with the shadows of three men standing over them.
You're so quick to choose the path walked by the righteous
So you can go and nest among the weak
The innocent observers will refuse to find the lie within
Renew the disappointment of the meek
Multiple spotlights begin to flash all around the arena in a similar fashion to prison lights searching for escaped convicts...
You're no Jesus Christ!
You're no Jesus Christ!
The spotlights suddenly focus on three men standing in the balcony section of the building. Before cutting to the Platinum-Tron which begins to display a few different names.
“Fallen Apostle”
“Anointed One”
“The King of Sin”
“Your Messiah”
“Lord of the Ring”
Put the gun in my mouth and pull the trigger
I feel so alive here
Put the gun in my mouth that tastes so bitter
I feel so alive here
The spotlights converges on three men standing in the balcony section of the building surrounded by three more who are holding off the fans around them. One is standing on a railing with his arms outstretched in a mock-crucifix pose while the other two stand below looking out across the sea of fans. As the music continues blaring the three men slowly make their way down the stairs and through the crowd, approaching the guard rail still flanked by their personal security escort.
You're no Jesus Christ!
You're no Jesus Christ!
You keep takin' over
I keep rollin' over
I can't take it anymore
I can't take it anymore
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen please welcome, being accompanied by Christy Matthews and the Pantheon Security Force, the PDW Bloodshed Champion "The Sinner" Nicholas Jaxx, the PDW Prodigy Champion "The Anointed One: The Messiah of Professional Wrestling and The Lord of the Ring" Pete Ebdon and the PDW Platinum Champion "The Fallen Apostle and Your Messiah" Joshua Payne, collectively they are PLATINUM'S MOST WANTED: THE PANTHEON!!
Before you hedge those bets you placed against me
Be reticent of fortunes they foretell
Your verbal defecation I can't wash away despite myself
Your vanity, it seems, has served you well
By this point the three men have climbed over the guard rail and are now standing on the ring apron. Jaxx and Payne climb in to the ring and each stand upon the second rope in the opposite corners of the ring while Ebdon climbs the outside of the turnbuckles on a third side and strikes the Crucifix pose once more, all three men holding their championship belts high in the air for the crowd to see.
You keep takin' over
I keep rollin' over
I can't take it anymore
I can't take it anymore
I can't take it anymore
I can't take it anymore
The three men converge in the middle of the ring with their entourage at ringside as pyro begins to sprinkle down from the ceiling showering them all in a golden haze. They raise the championship belts up in the air again as the fans boo and jeer but not one of them seems to care in the slightest. Joshua walks over to the Samantha Jinx and he immediately grabs the microphone from her hands and points to the outside of the ring where she almost instantly heads.
Joshua Payne: Ladies and gentlemen, how are you this evening?
The fans erupted in a chorus of boos as Joshua smiles looking around the ring at the other members of The Pantheon.
Joshua Payne: First things first. I know what you’re all wondering is why did we induct Jason Stone into the Pantheon. Well we didn’t. I want to make it clear that Jason Stone is NOT a member of The Pantheon and at this rate he never will be. Jason Stone is a member of something I like to call ‘The Apostles of The Pantheon’ the two are similar, but at the same time they are greatly different. I’m not even going to lie about this, Stone you weren’t our number one choice, but there are things that fell through and now you’ve been given an opportunity that slipped through someone else’s fingers. The only advice I can offer you is this, that same position you hold so dearly could be pulled from your fingertips just as quickly as it was given to you. Jason, I went out on a limb and pulled rank on this one and I put my neck on the line when I GAVE you this spot. You didn’t earn it like the other candidates, so you don’t and I repeat you don’t want to be the weak link in this chain, because if it breaks I’ll hold you accountable.
The fans respond as they break into a chant of “Stone Sucks! Stone Sucks! Stone Sucks!” Stone looks at Josh and you can tell he’s frustrated as Josh just gives him a shot in the arm.
Joshua Payne: Buck up chump. If you’re as good as you say you are, you won’t have any problem. That begins tonight. Here’s a piece of advice Mr. Stone, win…or else.
Jason Stone: Or else what?
The crowd cheers as Josh looks at Stone.
Joshua Payne: Shut up you idiots, I’m trying to have an intelligent conversation and nothing you morons bring to the table is even remotely intelligent.
The crowd begins to boo loudly.
Joshua Payne: Mr. Stone, just OR ELSE. Now folks let me get to what’s next, of course you’re all probably bouncing around trying to figure things out as to what happened at Aversion Therapy.
The fans burst into a chant of “WE WANT ANSWERS! WE WANT ANSWERS! WE WANT ANSWERS!”
Joshua Payne: You want answers? You want the truth? I’m pretty sure that you can’t handle the truth, because in all honesty you’re feeble and delirious. Let me put it like this on Sunday at Aversion Therapy the Pantheon not only sealed the future of PDW, but we stamped the envelope and dropped it in the mail box. We even post dated your fate to years ago, because that’s how long this plan has been in effect. It didn’t begin weeks ago or even months ago. Everything fell into place of the course of years. Every time Pete and I bumped together in a hallway or saw each other in an arena, it all began then. It all began before any of you were any the wiser. But you’re asking about the addition of Star Deveraux so The Pantheon, that’s what you’d all like to know about isn’t it?
The fans again burst into a chant this time of “Why Star Why? Why Star Why?”
Joshua Payne: I think the better question is why not? Why wouldn’t you want to be aligned with The Pantheon? Why in the hell wouldn’t you want to be part of the antidote that is sweeping over this industry? Why wouldn’t you want to align with someone whose sole intention is to destroy what you’ve created? Out of all you peons she’s the smartest of the bunch. You little pawns are still none the wiser, you’re meek and pathetic. You’re all blinded by your own selfless love for these idiots. Let me put it to you like this, all your heroes will die. All your role models will suffer. And it will all begin with one man who leads the revolution.
The fans look in completely bewildered.
Joshua Payne: STEVE JASON! I WANT STEVE JASON! I am absolutely consumed by you Steve. I want you in this ring and I want to tear you limb from limb. You are the one thing standing between myself and immortality and I can’t let you be a part of this war much longer. Steve I’m tired of your bullshit and…
The slow beginning of 'The Howling' begins to play as the lights dim and blue lights begin to turn on. The fans just erupt in absolute chaos.
David Wright: COULD IT BE?!
Joshua Payne: What the --?
The music cuts out and The Pantheon erupts in laughter as they point to the crowd who now looks extremely angry.
Joshua Payne: Gotcha! How many times are you idiots going to fall for that? Like I was saying, I’m tired of the ‘UNDENIABLE” Steve Jason, because lord knows he might be undeniable, but I’m undefeatable. Steven you are nothing more than a false prophet set out to lead these people to nothing more than bitter defeat. Steve you have begun to lead these people a stray and you’re leading them away from the cause and that’s going to lead to their untimely demise. Steve it’s no longer The Pantheon versus Platinum Dynasty Wrestling, this is about The Pantheon versus The World. I recognize you as their leader and I see you as my nemesis. Steve I usually lead while others follow, but I can’t offer you that opportunity. Look into my eyes Steve, I barely know you, but I hate you. I don’t understand you, but I don’t want to. I don’t have any remorse for what happens during this war, whether or not it leads to your death. I have no regrets regardless, there will be casualties and if you’re in the wrong place at the wrong time Steve, you’ll be one of them.
Josh turned and handed the microphone to Ebdon as he stared deep into the camera as the crowd continued to boo loudly. Suddenly ‘When I’m Gone’ by 3 Doors Down begins to blast through the arena. The sound confuses the fans as well as the members of The Pantheon. Out from the back area walks the General Manager of PDW, Blake Selters. He stands and looks out at the crowd for a moment with one hand in his packet and what looked like a title belt across his shoulder. A smirk forms on Blake’s face as he is joined by Drake Benjamin on one side and Catalina Benjamin on the other. The three slowly make their way toward the ring and the crowd begins to cheer thinking they were going to attack the Pantheon as Catalina had a sword at her side. The members of the Pantheon prepare for a fight but Blake walks around and grabs a microphone before all three enter the ring. The cheers turn into boos as the crowd was hoping for a fight.
Blake Selters: The Pantheon. All in the ring. Nice little thing you have going for you. I look at each one of you, well most of you and I see have what it takes to make a champion which is why you seem to be holding all the gold right now. Joshua Payne, as much as these people hate it. You’ve taken the Platinum title to the next level. Nicholas Jaxx. Showed why the Bloodshed title is one of the most dangerous belts to hold but rewarding to win and then we have Pete Ebdon.
Blake turns his attention to Pete and gets face to face with him. You see Catalina place her hand on the sword, ready to slice up anyone at the first sign of trouble.
Blake Selters: Dare I say the man that might finally make the Prodigy title something more than just a fancy trinket. It is actually you I’m out here for. You see that belt you hold. I’m taking it from you.
Blake jerks the belt away from Pete and the crowd begins to cheer. Pete looks ready to fight but one look at the sword and he thinks better of it as Josh places his hand on Pete’s chest.
Blake Selters: This belt is worthless. It’s been tarnished and cursed. What PDW is about is competition and greatness so you will no longer be displaying this title belt
Pete Ebdon begins to protest as do most members of the Pantheon. All but Joshua Payne who barely moved a muscle and simply stared into the eyes of Blake Selters.
Blake Selters: Instead I present you with your new PDW Prodigy Title. One that you can carry proudly and defend with honor.
The crowd erupts n boos again as Blake presents Pete with a brand new title. Blake smiles and starts to back away, he starts to step from the ring but smiles and looks back at the Pantheon.
Blake Selters: Oh silly me, I almost forgot. In the spirit of competition the title match tonight? It’s now a TLC match. Have fun.
Blake laugh as he, Drake and Catalina step from the ring. ‘When I’m Gone’ hits once more as Blake backs up the ramp actually applauding the Pantheon. As he does so Ebdon just looks at the belt with a smirk on his face, admiring the look and feel of the new championship before placing it across his shoulder and looking up at the video screens to see how it looks, apparently satisfied with this championship belt far more than he was the previous one. Ebdon looks at the belt for a moment longer before grabbing the microphone with a smile.
Pete Ebdon: So it seems that not everybody in this company is as brain-dead as I’d first thought and with the debut of a new look Prodigy Championship belt comes the beginning of a new era for this championship. Julian Dark has apparently taken his ball and gone home and Joseph St. John is sidelined for the foreseeable future due to what happened at Aversion Therapy so that means there’s no rematch clause and there’s no number one contender. For the next few weeks I’m stepping up my game and walking through the so-called competition in the Platinum Cup but when I’m done, when I have the PDW Tag Team Championship, the PDW Prodigy Championship and the first Platinum Cup all to my name in this company then I’m opening up the door to ANY challenger. Be it some joke like Troy Trinidad, be it a PDW rookie like Draven or be it a veteran of these parts it honestly doesn’t matter to me, fight amongst yourselves and after the Platinum Cup is over the winner can come and find me and add their name to my winning streak.
The crowd boo again chanting “WE WANT JOSEPH” as loudly as they can and Ebdon just laughs and shakes his head.
Pete Ebdon: He’s gone – get used to it! Just like you’ll need to get used to the fact that tonight the Pantheon claims the PDW World Tag Team Championships. Just like you’ll need to finally accept that we are the best this company has to offer, we are Platinum’s Most Wanted and WE ARE PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING!
Ebdon throws the microphone up in the air as “No Jesus Christ” by Seether blasts across the PA system again. Suddenly the PA system blasts straight into the main chorus of 'Believe' by Breaking Benjamin, Steve Jason's theme song. No sooner does the chorus start than the former Bloodshed Championship himself stride straight out onto the entrance ramp, without any of the usual fireworks and visuals that usually accompany his entrance. He's clad in a white t-shirt with a blue laurel wreath logo with crossed swords over the front of it, along with blue denim jeans and black skate shoes. His expression is all business, and there's a certain alertness in his eyes as he steps straight out onto the stage, pacing leftwards as he stares down at the assembled Pantheon.
Be-lieve!
I don't care what you want!
I just want mine!
Shut up!
Smart little bitch!
I don't need lies!
I don't care what you want, I just want mine...
Get up!
Force it to fit!
Confined inside!
Steve's music begins to fade now as he comes to a stop. He paces the stage for a couple more seconds, then finally turns to face the assembled Pantheon, produces a microphone and speaks.
Steve Jason: If you're about done boring everyone with the same old 'blah blah blah, we're taking over, Joshua Payne's about to get sued by the ghosts of about a thousand different biblical authors for hijacking their sacred writings' routine, I've got a few things that need to be said right here and now. And to be frank with you, I don't care if you're done or not, because you're going to shut your traps, I'm going to talk, and you nimrods are going to listen.
The crowd buzz considerably at Steve's outright disrespectful instructions to the Pantheon, who simply remain in the ring and stare a hole through Steve- obviously amused, but nevertheless prepared to allow Steve to speak. No sooner does this happen than Steve suddenly points a finger directly at Nicholas Jaxx before speaking.
Steve Jason: You. You and I are far from finished. If you think Aversion Therapy was finally the point where you dealt with me for good and now I'm going to crawl around and let you walk all over me, you're sorely mistaken. I marked you last month, Jaxx, and when you're marked, it doesn't end until I've extracted the revenge that I demand. This is not over- and regardless of whether it ends with me taking back the Bloodshed Championship or whether it just ends in me adding you to the sphere of damage I'm going to wreak over the entire Pantheon, your time is still coming. It's just a matter of when, not if. Remember, it took everything you had last time. You can't guarantee victory the next time.
Steve goes eye to eye with Jaxx from up on the ramp for several seconds, the crowd waiting in anticipation for Steve's music to hit again... but it never does. Instead, Steve next stares directly at Pete Ebdon, pointing a finger as he continues to speak.
Steve Jason: You. You've done a pretty good job of dissociating yourself from me and playing the 'nothing personal' card, Ebdon. We've heard it in your promo speak- I'm just an example and a nobody and you're really not that concerned with me. Well, unfortunately for you, that crap doesn't fly. Fact of the matter is, you laid hands on me and the second you did that, I went from a nobody to a very serious threat to you. Look at that title on your shoulder, Ebdon. You know damn well what the next logical step from Bloodshed Champion is. You know damn well that I'm probably the most formidable opposition you'll have for it. And the fact of the matter is, even if it's just an 'example' attack you staged- I feel like making sure it will never happen again. So I'd get your head out of your backside and realize that you might have to deal with me whether you like it or not- and maybe, just maybe, this 'example' might be capable of upending the 'legendary' Pete Ebdon.
Steve doesn't leave any time for a staring contest this time, instead turning in motion and, with the same bold defiance, turns to point his finger straight down the ramp at Joshua Payne.
Steve Jason: Then there's you. Mr. Messiah. A living example as to why nobody should ever read the Bible while they're on acid. The reigning king of this joint, the tyrant, the dictator, the theocratic nutcase ramming his crackpot theories on life down our collective throats. Oh, and did I also neglect to mention, one of the many champions to wind up being S3-bait. You're in a very interesting conundrum right now, Payne- up until recently, it was believed nobody could take the Platinum title from you... and right now the only one of us lesser mortals to actually beat you has finally been freed up. Your pal Jaxx can say what he likes about 'letting' me win or whatever, you and I both know the truth. You can't say for certain that there's no possibility that I'll take the title, crush you into the ground and cut out this cancer from the heart of Platinum Dynasty Wrestling right here and now. It's something I think you'd better hold in mind, Payne- because if there's one person who can set fire to your grand vision for wrestling, it's me.
Steve Jason: And then there's the Goddess of it all. Star Deveraux. The owner. The Head Bitch In Charge- and man, that phrase couldn't be more accurate right now. The one who turned her back on the people who made her promotion something to be proud of. The one who gave up. And more importantly... the one who was stupid enough to cross me in the process. You gentlemen honestly believe that having her on side will help keep your little crew afloat? Maybe for a little while. But I'm not afraid to step up to management... and I'm not afraid to cripple it if need be. If you're with the Pantheon, Star, then you're against me- and that's a very bad thing. For you, for your administration, and for your new stable. If that's the case, then I reject your authority.
The crowd are hanging in suspense at Steve's defiance now and he capitalizes on it by raising his voice and stepping towards the Pantheon, his voice hard and aggressive now.
Steve Jason: In fact, I reject the Pantheon's hegemony altogether! I'm still here, I'm still standing, I can still fight, and I'm still pissed at the lot of you, so as far as I'm concerned, this is all out war from here on in. I don't care if I have to do it alone, or if I have half the goddamn National Guard at my back, it makes little difference. You like to call yourself a Pantheon. A group of gods. Deities. Titans. Whatever you want to call them. Well, as of now, consider me your heretic. Consider me your apostate. Consider me your blasphemer and consider me your infidel. But most importantly of all... consider me a renegade! And that... IS UNDENIABLE!
Rather than simply hand the microphone over after making his statement, Steve stares defiantly down at the Pantheon and then suddenly slams the microphone down hard on the entrance ramp before stomping down on top of it with his boot. A shriek blasts over the PA followed by the sound of tearing wires and snapping metal as Steve's foot crushes the entire top of the microphone, flattening it and leaving only the metal frame as 'Believe' blasts over the PA system again. Steve continues to stare down the Pantheon, then finally turns his back and heads back towards the curtain, disappearing back to the backstage area.
Threeway Match
Rachel Stevens vs. Christy Matthews vs. Reminiscence
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a triple threat match. Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California…REMINISCENCE!!!
“A Lighter Shade of Brown” by Latin Activity blasts over the PA system. Reminiscence, along with her manager, makes her way out from behind the black curtain and heads straight for the ring.
Sammantha Jinx: And next, also from the City of Angels, at a weight of 135 pounds…CHRISTY MATTHEWS!!!
The lights dim and red and white spotlights flash around the arena...
My Destiny, Sealed With A Kiss...
“Revolution” by Authority Zero blasts across the PA system as it seems all the fans around the arena react differently. The cameras pan the crowd as some are booing as loudly as they can while others stand on their feet cheering, trying to drown out the sounds of the booing with their own cheering.
Look at the blueprints as they disappear
Gaze at the blank space filled with all our fears
To make a move could mean devastation
To take a chance is the way to face them
Making a choice to take a different road
The camera pans to the cheap seats in the back of the arena where we see Christy Matthews standing on the guard rail with her arms outstretched in an eerily familiar mock-crucifix pose. Her fists and ankles are taped and along with her tight-two piece purple ring attire she wears no boots but has both knee and elbow pads on. Just below where she is posing stands Pete Ebdon, the PDW Prodigy Championship across his shoulder and a smirk on his face as he looks up at her.
You want a revolution?
You've got to make a difference on your own
You want a revolution?
Stand up, stand out and make it known
As she jumps down from the guard rail, helped by Ebdon, the screens around the arena begin to display familiar wording once more...
...E B D O N E N T E R T A I N M E N T P R E S E N T S...
...C H R I S T Y M A T T H E W S...
Accompanied now by Christopher Richter in his Pantheon Security t-shirt forcing the fans apart Christy Matthews makes her way to the ring flanked by Ebdon, jumping the guard rail when she reaches the ringside area and climbing up on to the ring apron, climbing the outside of the turnbuckles and standing on the middle rope, striking the mock-crucifix pose once more before leaping over the ring and sitting down in the corner in a style eerily similar to the man who accompanies her to ringside. She slides off her jacket and hands it through the ropes to him, just sitting there in the corner and looking up at the referee with a focused look on her face.
Sammantha Jinx: And finally, at a weight of 122 pounds, she is none other than…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: And what an interesting match up with have here between these three ladies. Remi is still getting her feet wet in PDW while Rachel has been here for quite some time now. Christy Matthews has also been around for quite a while now but this is only her SECOND wrestling match. The first just happened to be against Rachel Stevens!
Reggie Stallworth: Yeah, that turned out nicely for Rachel too.
David Wright: Sarcasm, I love it. But we all know that Rachel was SCREWED out of that match! And if she isn’t careful it could very well happen again! PDW’s Prodigy champ is at Christy’s side in this thing just as he was before. But I know that Rachel is basically seething after some comments made by Christy at Aversion Therapy. She’s gonna be out to make Christy pay. You can believe that.
T.C. Payne takes her place in the ring. The bell doesn’t even have a chance to ring before Rachel Stevens spears Christy to the mat and begins pummeling her with her fists to the head. Rachel then wraps her hands around Christy and begins joking her viciously before Remi comes up behind her and drags Rachel off of Christy by the hair. But Rachel will not be stopped. As Remi drags her to her feet Rachel quickly spins around and nearly takes Remi’s head off with a clothesline. As soon as Remi goes down Rachel turns right back for Christy. Just as Christy looks to make her way back to her feet Rachel kicks her right back down and begins stomping away at her with no remorse as the Prodigy Champion watches outside the ring. Just as Rachel continues her assault Remi has made it to her feet once again. She takes a moment to shake the cobwebs away before gunning for the on fire Rachel Stevens yet again, but Rachel feels the motion of Remi’s approach in the mat and immediately tosses her elbow straight into Remi’s chin! She then spins around and nails Remi in the gut with a quick kick before taking her down with a DDT. And just that quickly Rachel goes for the first pin of the night!
ONE…
TWO…
Christy breaks up the three count!
Reggie Stallworth: Dayum! Rachel was destroying everybody for a second there!
David Wright: What did I tell you?! Christy set her off!
Rachel pops to her feet and punches Christy hard in the stomach, doubling her over. She then shoots off a perfect uppercut that sends Christy flying into the corner. And Rachel wastes no time running up to her and laying the boots once again. Christy struggles to get to her feet but Rachel simply punches her back down, seemingly hit by some sort of blood lust. She then grabs too handfuls of Christy’s hair and drags her to her feet. Rachel spins Christy around and bounces her head off the covered turnbuckle not once, not twice, but three times! Christy’s head is reeling after such an attack! And with a single hair toss from Rachel, Christy is on the other side of the ring in a matter of seconds. She struggles against the canvas as Rachel stalks towards her, and with a kick to the head for good measure, Rachel begins heading up the top rope. The volume in the Dynasty Spectrum immediately heightens as the high flying diva enters her domain. She looks down at a seemingly helpless Christy Matthews, pointing and shouting that she made a huge mistake in messing with her. She then spins around and leaps into the air, going for an amazing moonsault. But suddenly, Christy rolls out of the way and Rachel hits nothing but canvas!
David Wright: Oh! Rachel Stevens goes for the moonsault and Christy dodges it just in time!!!
Reggie Stallworth: I think she just broke her ass!
David Wright: God, I hope not! It’s such a nice ass!
Rachel writhes on the mat not too far away from Christy Matthews, who looks back at her with a bit of relief. Both women do the best they can to regain their composure, but it is Christy Matthews who makes it to her feet first, followed by Rachel seconds later. Christy ducks under the middle rope and stands on the apron, springboarding to the top rope and leaping across the ring but Rachel rolls underneath the attempted dropkick and Christy crashes down to the mat hard. Remi comes at Rachel who blocks her attempt at a clothesline and drops her to the mat with a massive chop across the chest and throat. She quickly pulls her up but drops her again as Christy Matthews staggers back to the middle of the ring. Rachel grabs the rookie, setting her up for a DDT but Christy counters out of it, striking Rachel hard across the chest with a backhand chop that echoes around the building. The fans pop as Christy smashes Rachel with another backhand chop before running the ropes and dropping her to the mat with a running forearm. Rachel quickly staggers back to her feet and Christy charges at her again, leaping up and knocking her to the mat with a leg lariat. Once again Rachel begins to struggle up and Christy rips off her elbow pad, running the ropes and building as much momentum as she can before nearly decapitating Rachel with a massive running lariat. She grabs the ankle of Rachel and begins to twist, applying a modified anklelock before she hears Ebdon screaming at her from outside the ring and turns just in time to duck a shot from Remi and whip her to the ropes, dropping her with a standing spinning wheel kick.
David Wright: Remi just saved Rachel from a submission predicament right there!
Reggie Stallworth: Yeah, but that’s only a temporary fix! She still has to WIN the match!
Christy pulls Remi up and whips her in to the turnbuckles, charging in after her with a splash before running back to the opposite corner and charging across the ring again, landing a running dropkick on Remi that knocks her off her feet and to a seated position in the ring. Christy grabs her, pulling her back up again and forces her in to a seated position on the top turnbuckle before climbing up after her and hooking her in a front facelock on the top turnbuckle. Remi begins to fight out of it but Christy counters with a series of brutal chops to Remi, setting her up for a suplex from the top rope again as Rachel staggers back to her feet, hammering Christy in the back and climbing the ropes behind her. She grabs Christy in a back drop position while standing on the second rope while Christy still has Remi locked in the front facelock on the top. Rachel pops her hips and throws Christy backwards and Christy pulls Remi down after her and all three women crash to the mat in a giant heap to a huge pop from the fans.
Reggie Stallworth: SECOND ROPE TOWER OF DOOM!!
David Wright: Rachel may have executed that one but I think Christy landed on HER! All three are just lying in the ring.
Reggie Stallworth: Thank you once more captain obvious.
All three women struggle back up slowly and Rachel nails Christy with a standing clothesline that knocks her off her feet once again before grabbing Remi from behind and whipping her across the ring and in to the turnbuckles. Christy struggles up and Rachel whips her to the ropes as well now before charging after both of them but Christy ducks as Rachel attempts to make contact with both of them sending her crashing just in to Remi alone. As soon as she lands Christy trips her and grabs her by both ankles, launching her up in to Remi with so much force that Rachel's momentum keeps her going over the top rope and all the way to the outside while Remi once again collapses in to a seated position. Christy sees the opportunity and rubs her foot across the face of Remi not once, not twice but three times before running the ropes and delivering a fourth massive kick to the side of Remi's head. She grabs her out of the corner and hooks the leg...
...ONE!
...TWO!
David Wright: AND RACHEL IN TO BREAK UP THE PIN!
Reggie Stallworth: Breaks up left and right! This is starting to look like PDW’s romance scene in ’07!
Christy slaps the mat in frustration just as Rachel hauls her to her feet and chops her across the chest. Rachel then grabs Christy by the wrist and whips her into the ropes, flattening Christy with a lariat upon her return. With the fans behind her one hundred percent Rachel kneels close to the mat floor, watching and waiting for Christy to get up once again. As soon as Christy makes it to her feet Rachel charges full speed across the ring, but Christy surprises her with a drop toe hold that sends Rachel Stevens right out of the ring! Rachel hits the floor outside painfully just at Ebdon’s feet! He yells in the ring at Christy and points at Remi who has gotten back up and is stalking Christy. As Rachel goes to slide back into the ring Ebdon grabs her by the hair and drags her back out. As Remi heads straight for Christy, Christy comes out of nowhere and nails her with “Sealed With a Kiss” straight to the face!No sooner than Remi drops to the mat Christy leaps on top of her! Rachel struggles to break away from Ebdon but it’s no use!
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner…CHRISTY MATTHEWS!!!
Reggie Stallworth: She did it! Christy Matthews won!
David Wright: And Rachel Stevens got screwed once again!!!
The camera cuts to an excited Christy Matthews just as Pete Ebdon joins her in the ring before fading to commercial.
We cut to the backstage area where Christy Matthews comes rushing through the curtain overjoyed with herself, her whole body shaking with excitement. Ebdon walks through the curtain seconds later and she leaps in to his arms again and begins kissing him excitedly.
Christy Matthews: Can you believe it? I won!! I ACTUALLY WON!!
Pete Ebdon: Did I not tell you that you would?
Christy Matthews: I know but... I won!! I really did it, didn’t I?
Ebdon just starts laughing as Jaxx walks around the corner wearing a Pantheon shirt that reads “We Are Professional Wrestling” underneath the name, the Bloodshed Championship belt lying proudly across his shoulder. Christy rushes up to him and hugs him excitedly and he just stands there somewhat annoyed that she’s actually touching him.
Christy Matthews: Nick, did you see? I won! I really won!
Nicholas Jaxx: Yeah, errr, good for you.
Christy Matthews: Good for you? I win my first proper match here and all I get is “good for you”? What put you in such a bad mood?
Nicholas Jaxx: I just don’t think it’s a big deal, that’s all. I mean so what, you beat Rachel Stevens and some dumb-ass chick named Reminiscence. I beat STEVE fucking JASON last week and do you see me running around fucking waving my arms in the air like an idiot? No you don’t. Because I’m a professional!
Both Pete and Christy laugh.
Nicholas Jaxx: Fuck you both...
Pete Ebdon: What the hell is wrong with you today Nick? You catch something from whatever random girl you were with last night?
Nicholas Jaxx: I’m sorry if I don’t think beating fucking Rachel Stevens is a big deal. Besides dude while you’re been standing around out there like a fucking cheerleader Payne’s been waiting to start a meeting. He told me to come get you.
Pete Ebdon: And now you just do whatever Payne tells you to, huh?
Nicholas Jaxx: Whatever dude. Point is we’ve got business to take care of tonight, remember?
Ebdon shakes his head slowly and takes Christy’s hand, who just kisses him again excitedly.
Christy Matthews: That makes me 2-0 now, right? Oh my god I’m actually 2-0!!
She starts jumping around excitedly again as Jaxx just shakes his head.
Christy Matthews: What’s the matter Nick, jealous?
Nicholas Jaxx: Two words babe: Bloodshed! Champion!
He slaps the belt as he says them and walks in to the Pantheon locker room, taking his seat up the front. Ebdon sits down beside him, putting his feet up on a spare chair opposite him as Christy sits down beside him obviously still buzzing from her win. The camera pans to the back of the room and there’s a loud commotion now and you can easily view Joshua Payne, Pete Ebdon, Nicholas Jaxx, Star Deveraux, Jason Stone and a few of their companions. Josh is holding his gavel in his hand and he’s banging it hard against the counter. The crowd begins to move as Josh begins to shout.
Joshua Payne: ORDER! ORDER IN THE PANTHEON COURT! Everyone SILENCE!
The noise begins to subside as Josh looks out at each member of The Pantheon, Pantheon Security and the lone member of the Apostles of The Pantheon. Josh scans the crowd and his eyes meet that of Christy Matthews and Josh lunges from the podium.
Joshua Payne: Get the fuck out of here. Pete, get this bitch out of this fucking locker room. You know we can’t sacrifice the cause because this drunk wants to go prance around with the fucking enemy. We can’t put the enemy in any sort of advantage and after funding the war against The Pantheon, well this whore is look I don’t charge her with treason.
He’s practically screaming in her face now and she looks absolutely terrified suddenly, any happiness she felt a minute ago completely lost now. The fear in her eyes isn’t enough for Payne though who keeps screaming at her.
Joshua Payne: You hear me WOMAN? TREASON! Punishable by death! Do you not get what I’m talking about or is your skull to fucking thick to comprehend common knowledge? Only any idiot would fraternize with the enemy! What if this retard and her tiny little brain decides to get liquored up and spews her guts to Steve Jason again? What then Pete? Deal with her; get her the fuck out of this locker room before I get her out myself.
She gets up with tears in her eyes and runs toward the door as Ebdon stands up and stands nose to nose with Payne, or as close as possible considering the height difference between the two men.
Pete Ebdon: Back the fuck down.
Joshua Payne: What is with you and that skank?
Pete Ebdon: I won’t say it again Josh.
The two men just stand there eye to eye until Jaxx forces his way in-between them.
Nicholas Jaxx: Whoa, for fucks sake. We’re a team, remember? Team? Pantheon? Most dominant stable in professional wrestling history? Any of this ringing any fucking bells?
Pete Ebdon: I’m getting some water.
He walks off after Christy as Payne and Jaxx just stare after him, an angry look still on the face of the Platinum Champion.
Nicholas Jaxx: You need to be friendlier or something dude. Seriously, you forget your meds this morning or what?
Payne just glares at Jaxx now and Jaxx holds up his hands.
Nicholas Jaxx: It’s a joke dude. Remember jokes?
Joshua Payne: This isn’t funny Nick.
Nicholas Jaxx: I’m not laughing dude, I’m just saying maybe you need to relax a little, that’s all.
Joshua Payne: There isn’t time for relaxation Nick. This is war, lessons must be taught.
Payne storms off as well now leaving Jaxx standing alone in front of the gathered associates of the Pantheon.
Jason Stone: So what’s happening about the meeting?
Nicholas Jaxx: Shut your face dude. Go get Star a bottle of water or something, make yourself useful...
Jaxx sits down in the corner of the room mumbling to himself about how he’s the only grown-up in the Pantheon as the gathered crowd slowly begin to disperse.
Cyber Championship Number One Contender
The Kingpin vs. Keo vs. Jason Stone
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a triple threat match to crown the number one contender to the PDW Cyber Championship. Introducing first, weighing in at 291 pounds…THE KINGPIN!!!
“Hello Brooklyn” by Jay Z blasts over the PA system and Kingpin runs out and straight down the ramp before hopping into the ring.
Sammantha Jinx: Introducing now, Toronto, Ontario, Canada and weighing in at 215 pounds, this is ERIC KEO!
Our Arena goes pitch black, all but a single ray of light is shining towards the ramp entrance, after a moment of silence we hear the sirens to the opening of the song Fireman before we hear a few spoken words by Eric.. "Shh... The Daredevil's Comin". Fireman then blasts onto the PA System as Eric Keo walks on out wearing a black hoodie, and black and red trunks with black boots, he walks on down towards the ring tagging fan's hands before sling in and doing a Phenomenal Taunt...
Sammantha Jinx: and finally, from Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at 256 pounds…JASON STONE!!!
The lights dim as fireworks shoot from the left to the right of the entrance ramp and back and "Cocky" By kid Rock hits on the P.A. system. as the song gets to the part that says, Say What? Say How? Say Who? Fuck What? Fuck Me? Fuck you? When the last part hits he emerges with a smirk on his face looking at the crowd he walks with a swagger down toward the ring and walks up the steps and through the ropes bouncing off the top rope a couple of times.
As the bell sounds Kingpin and Jason Stone run right at each other and begin trading rights and lefts in the middle of the ring. The two men stand there ground, grit there teeth and continue to throw right hands while Eric Keo just stands back and watches with a smirk on his face. The punches begin to slow until they eventually stop punching each other and notice Keo. The two men look at Keo, and then at each other. Suddenly Kingpin and Stone are on the same page and each one begins to nail Keo Stone and Kingpin double irish whip Keo off and nail him with a double back drop almost tossing him out of the ring.
David Wright: Are my eyes playing tricks on me? Kingpin and Jason Stone working together.
Reggie Stallworth: Oh I knew it couldn’t last long.
Both men celebrate to the crowd, until Stone clips Kingpins knee from behind. Kingpin drops straight down and Stone begins to stomp the knee. Kingpin begins to crawl to get away, and soon finds himself in the corner. He tries to pull himself up, but Stone continues to stomp away on the knee, with the occasional stomp to the stomach and ribs. Kingpin counters with a kick of his own but Stone catches it, Kingpin tries to kick with his other foot but Stone catches it as well. Stone then takes a big step back and pulls out and up on Kingpins feet lifting him up in the air, and dropping him down on his back. Stone goes for the pin.
ONE...
David Wright: No, Eric Keo comes in to break up the count quickly.
Reggie Stallworth: I was wondering if he was ever going to be able to get up again.
Keo smashes a double ax handle across the back of Stones head. Stone begins to retreat while he tries to get to his feet, but Keo hit a flurry of punches. Keo grabs Stone and shoots him off, but Stone reverses and goes for a clothesline. Keo ducks the clothesline and nails Stone with a drop kick as he turns around. Stone quickly gets back to his feet only to take another drop kick. Stone quickly gets up and Keo goes for another drop kick, only this time Stone stops in his tracks and Keo hits nothing but the mat with his face. Stone holds his arms out as if showing how smart he is, but he is taken down as Kingpin gives him a big thrust kick to the back. Stone flies face first into the ropes, and quickly begins to scramble to his feet. Just as he does Kingpin nails him with a hard right and then shoots him off the ropes. Kingpin catches Stone in a military press, and lifts him high over his head. Kingpin walks around the ring a bit showing off his strength.
David Wright: Kingpin showing off his strength, but he should be trying to capitalize and get the win.
Reggie Stallworth: If you where that strong you’d show off to.
Eric Keo gets to his feet and pearl harbors Kingpin with a big shoulder block to the lower back. Kingpin staggers forward and drops Stone, who tumbles to the outside. Keo quickly begins to work over Kingpin throwing fast punches to the small ribs and lower back, while placing kicks to the knee. Kingpin eventually falls to all fours, and Keo goes running off the ropes, he uses Kingpins back as a spring board to the outside. Keo uses his body like a weapon flinging it towards Jason Stone, but Stone simply side steps and Keo goes crashing to the ground outside of the ring.
Reggie Stallworth: Is Jason Stone a genius or what?
David Wright: Or what…
Kingpin rolls out of the ring and heads straight for Stone, Stone sees him coming and takes off running, with Kingpin hot on his hills. Stone quickly rolls in the ring and waits on Kingpin, Kingpin starts to slide into the ring and Stone goes for a quick elbow to cut him off, but Kingpin moves quickly and Stone hit’s the mat. Kingpin quickly enters the ring, where Stone is getting to his feet. Kingpin nails Stone with a big right, and then a chop. Stone staggers and is nailed with another chop sending him into the corner. Kingpin then ascends to the second rope, and gives the crowd the middle finger before he starts to nail Stone with his right hand. Stone grabs Kingpin and moves him to the middle of the ring, nailing him with an atomic drop. Stone then hit’s the ropes, but Keo grabs his feet tripping him. Keo pulls Stone to the outside. Keo goes for a right but Stone blocks it and nails Keo with a kick to the stomach. Stone goes for a big left hook, but Keo blocks it and head butts Stone. The two men continue to trade punches when Kingpin comes running and uses the top rope to slingshot himself to the outside crashing down on top of Keo and Stone.
David Wright: That was amazing. Such a big man pulling off such a nice move.
Reggie Stallworth: Big man’s got hops.
Kingpin grabs Keo and rolls him into the ring, he then grabs Stone and shoots him into the ring steps, where Stone crashes hard. Kingpin enters the ring and instantly grabs Keo in a hard scoop slam, which is then followed up by a large elbow and a pin.
ONE.…
TWO.…
David Wright: No, Keo kicks out.
Reggie Stallworth: Kingpin is really taking control of this match now.
Kingpin pulls Keo up and rams him hard into the corner. Kingpin then fires three more hard shoulders to the stomach of Keo, before he turns his attention to the crowd. Kingpin then grabs Keo and shoots him across the ring into the other corner. Kingpin goes charging at Keo, but Keo puts a foot up sending Kingpin staggering to the middle of the ring. Keo charges at Kingpin, and Kingpin counters with a back body drop, but this time Keo flips through and lands on his feet. Kingpin turns and is caught in a hurriconrana by Keo.
ONE...
TWO…
David Wright: Kingpin kicks out of that nice counter by Eric Keo.
Reggie Stallworth: This one could be a nail bitter Davey.
David Wright: Don’t call me Davey.
Keo gives Kingpin a few kicks, but they seem not to phase him as Kingpin continues to get to his feet. Keo hit the ropes and nails Kingpin with a big spin kick, sending Kingpin crashing to the mat. Keo the hit’s the ropes and comes off with a crushing senton right onto the sternum of Kingpin. Keo then points to the top rope and the fans begin to cheer a bit.
David Wright: Looks like Keo is headed for the high rent district.
Reggie Stallworth: He’s moven on up, to the east side, to a deluxe apartment in the sky.
David Wright: This isn’t the Jeffersons it’s professional wrestling.
Keo climbs the turnbuckles and stands on the top rope ready to dive onto Kingpin, when suddenly Jason Stone hops onto the apron and cuts Keo’s legs out from under him. Eric Keo crashes hard with his chest landing on the turnbuckle. Keo falls to the outside holding his chest in extreme pain as Stone locks his eyes on Kingpin.
David Wright: Eric Keo may be out of this match for good after a fall like that.
Reggie Stallworth: Out of the match, he may be out of wrestling for good.
Stone stocks Kingpin, as he staggers to his feet. As Kingpin gets to his feet Stone hooks him for a DDT, but Kingpin counters and runs Stone into the corner. Kingpin then shoots Stone across the ring and into the other corner. Kingpin once again goes charging in, and Stone puts a boot up, but Kingpin catches the boot and throws it down then counters with a big elbow to the jaw of Stone. Kingpin fires two more elbows to the side of Stone’s head and then lifts him up placing him on the top rope. Kingpin begins to climb up the ropes but Stone fires off with some rights of his own dropping Kingpin back to the canvas. Kingpin doesn’t fall though and grabs Stone, but Stone fires some knees to Kingpins face and Kingpin staggers away to the middle of the ring. Stone stands on the second rope and comes flying nailing Kingpin with a big bulldog.
David Wright: What a move by Stone.
Reggie Stallworth: Stone is my pick to win this match.
Stone rolls Kingpin over and goes for a pin.
ONE...
TWO...
THR…
David Wright: NO!!!
Just as the Referee is about to hit three, Eric Keo comes flying off the top rope and hits Jason Stone in the back of the head with a leg drop.
David Wright: Kingpin is lucky that Eric Keo broke up the count there.
Reggie Stallworth: Eric Keo is my pick to win this match.
David Wright: Didn’t you just say Jason Stone was your pick?
Reggie Stallworth: Don’t put words in my mouth Davey.
Keo pulls Stone to his feet and nails him with a few right hands. Keo then goes for another hurriconrana, but Stone counters and flips Keo over, but Keo lands on his feet. Keo goes for a big lariat kick, but Stone ducks and grabs Keo in a waist lock. Keo tries to fight out, as Kingpin grabs Stone from behind in a waist lock. Kingpin gives a mighty heave and german suplexs Stone, as Stone german suplex Keo.
David Wright: What a move.
Reggie Stallworth: Kingpin is so powerful, he’s my pick to win you know.
Kingpin gets to his feet, and Stone is to his shortly after. Kingpin goes for a big punch, but Stone ducks. Kingpin spins all the around in a circle and Stone nails him with a right. Kingpin staggers and fires back with his own right to Stone. Stone staggers and fires with his own right again, once more Kingpin staggers and fires another right. The men then grab each other with there left hands and begin to punch each other with there rights. Both men punch and punch, until they are both on there knees. The two men continue to punch each other, when Eric Keo blind sides both of them with a dropkick, to the face.
David Wright: I don’t know where Eric Keo gets it, he just keeps nailing both men out of nowhere.
Reggie Stallworth: That man just doesn’t quit.
Keo regains some steam while Kingpin and Stone both try to get to their knees. Stone hit’s the ropes and comes charging at both men, when Kingpin and Keo both stand and catch Stone in a double spin buster. Stone grabs his back and rolls to the corner. Keo quickly goes for a clothesline on Kingpin, but Kingpin ducks. As Keo turns around he is hit with the Hustla Busta. Kingpin goes for the pin!
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!
Sammantha Jinx: Here is your winner and number one contender to the Cyber Championship…THE KINGPIN!!!
We fade to the backstage area where we see Nicholas Jaxx with the Bloodshed Championship belt across his shoulder leaning against a wall and talking to an incredibly hot blonde who’s laughing at his jokes and smiling at him happily. You can tell something’s about to happen between them when Jaxx’s cell-phone begins to ring and unclips it from his belt.
Nicholas Jaxx: What’s up dude? Nah, I ain’t seen him, I’m kinda in the middle of something right now.
He hangs up and looks back at the blonde again.
Nicholas Jaxx: So tell me babe, is it true that chicks dig scars because if so I’ve got one to show you that’ll make you fucking wet and...
He hears familiar footsteps coming down the corridor and begins to panic, pulling open the door to the broom closet next to him and throwing the girl inside before slamming the door shut and leaning against it nonchalantly playing with his phone.
Joshua Payne: You seen Ebdon?
Nicholas Jaxx: That’s funny dude, he just called looking for you.
Jaxx looks at the closet and then back at Payne again with a grin.
Joshua Payne: What’s wrong with you?
Nicholas Jaxx: Nothing dude, why would something be wrong?
Joshua Payne: In that case help me find Ebdon. We’ve got strategy to discuss...
Payne begins walking off down the corridor and Jaxx follows him, looking back at the closet and clicking his fingers frustrated, muttering to himself about how hot she was and how close he was to getting in her pants.
Jason Stone is backstage getting himself a drink, or being a little bitch for The Pantheon, either way he was backstage doing something. He starts to talk to one of the stage hands, until there is a noise behind them and th stage hand squeals and jumps out of the way. Standing behind him is Aurora Snow and there is a chair in her hand, she smacks him across the back with the chair, and he bends over in pain, there is an evil smirk on her face and she then smacks him across the head with the chair laying him out, and then her attack was over.
Aurora: This is a message to your little friends, I don't know what it is about them that bothers me, it could be their utter hatred for women, or it could even be that they annoy the fuck out of me right now, with this whole plot to take over PdW and their new friend Star, but I am not going to stand back and watch this, I want part of it, attacking your lowly ass was just the beginning, I have some more plans up my sleeve, and I am going to love it all. I am the one woman army and The Pantheon is my war.
She throws an ice pack on the floor next to him.
Aurora: Here you are going to need that when your ass wakes up, enjoy that bump.
She walks away laughing.
Cyber Championship Match
Hannah St. John © vs Aurora Snow
Sammantha Jinx The follwing match is one fall and it is for the PDW Cyber Championship Introducing first the challenger standing at 5’7 and weighing in at 130 pounds “The Queen Of Deception: “Aurora SNOW!!!!!!!!!!
To be loved blasts over the PA, Aurora walks out dressed in a pair of white capri jogging pants with a green emblem on hip of the left leg and a green good luck bear t-shirt, a cocky grin on her face.
Listen up, turn it up and rock it out
Party on, I wanna hear you scream and shout
This is real, as real as it gets
I came to get down to get some fucking respect
Taking it back to hardcore level
You better be ready, put your pedal to the metal
Taking it back to hardcore level
You better be ready, put your pedal to the metal.
Aurora begins to walk down the ramp, again not acknowledging her fans, or the few she has, she passes and sneers at the out stretched hands flailing towards her.
Whoa I'll never give in
Whoa I'll never give up
Whoa I'll never give in
And I just wanna be, wanna be loved
Whoa I'll never give in
Whoa I'll never give up
Whoa I'll never give in
And I just wanna be, wanna be loved
She climbs the steps and flips into the ring quickly walking to the left side of the ring and raising her hand to a barrade of boos from the fans. She smirks and does thre same on the other side of the ring getting the same reaction, testing the ropes awaiting the match to start.
Sammantha Jinx And now your PDW Cyber Champion, Standing at 6’4” and weighing in at 175 pounds “The Crystal Rose” Hannah St. John!!!!
For tonight only “Girlfight” By Brooke Valentine starts to play as the lights dim and turn a dark purple. The video screen lights up showing Various clips of Hannah. We see her first in the ring with a chair in her hand and a few drops of blood coming from the top of her head. The next clip is Hannah jumping in Joseph’s arms as he walks thru a door. Next we see Hannah low blowing someone before nailing her Shinedown Shooting Star Press. The next shot is Hannah and Joseph dancing in a club. We then switch to Hannah holding a world title over her head as she looks exhausted and is covered in sweat and blood. Finally the video starts to replay. We see Hannah walk from the back with a serious look on her face. We see Hannah slip on a pair of fingerless gloves as she looks around the crowd. Soon Hannah walks down the ramp as her face becomes emotionless. We can tell she is ready for a fight. Hannah runs and jumps up on the ring apron. Hannah grabs the top rope and throws herself back a bit a flames shoot from the ring posts. Hannah then catapults herself over the top rope. Hannah jumps up on the turnbuckle and points out to the crowd. She jumps down and rubs her wrists while she prepares for the match.
The bell rings and immediately Aurora goes after Hannah’s injured leg trying to grab hold of it. Hannah manages to avoid the attempt by Aurora and grabs her by her neck tossing her almost all the way across the ring. Aurora gets up and charges once more going for Hannah’s leg but again Hannah moves. She grabs Aurora again and backs her into the ropes. Hannah whips Aurora across the ring. Aurora bounces off the ropes and nails Hannah on the knee with a dropkick. Hannah drops to one knee and then rolls out of the ring , holding her knee in pain. She limp around the ring a bit before rolling back into the ring. Aurora backs Hannah into the corner and climbs the corner turnbuckle nailing Hannah with forearm shots but Hannah grabs Aurora by the neck and sends her down to the mat hard on her back. Aurora gets up slowly and gets taken down with a sharp back elbow from Hannah.
Reggie Stallworth: Aurora can’t afford to go toe to with Hannah. She has to use her speed and stay focused on that knee if she hopes of winning.
David Wright: I agree , She has to get Hannah off her feet. There is just to much strength there when Hannah is standing.
Hannah pulls Aurora to her feet and nails her with a falling slam. Aurora rolls to her side holding her midsection as Hannah gets to her feet. Hannah pulls Aurora to her feet once more and whips her into the corner. Aurora leaps on the second turnbuckle and leaps off going for a cross body block but Hannah catches her. Hannah outs Aurora on her shoulders but Aurora manages to free herself and drop down behind Hannah. Aurora nails Hannah with a shoulder to the back of her knees and Hannah yells out in pain before dropping to one knee. Aurora charges the ropes and springboards off nailing Hannah with a dropkick to the face and Hannah finally goes down. Aurora quickly covers Hannah going for a quick pin attempt
One…
Two…
Hannah manages to power out launching Aurora through the ropes to the arena floor
Reggie Stallworth: What amazing strength from Hannah. And the look on Aurora’s face priceless.
David Wright: Aurora has to figure a way to counter Hannah’s strength or this one won’t last long.
Aurora quickly slides back in and once again goes right after Hannah’s knees as she starts to get up. Hannah goes down to the mat clutching her knee. Aurora quickly grabs Hannah dragging her to the ropes. She places Hannah foot on the ropes and comes down with her weight on Hannah’s knee. Hannah yells out in pain and rolls around holding her knee. Aurora grabs Hannah’s leg once more and drops her knee across Hannah’s knee. Once again Hannah yells out in pain and struggles to get to her feet. Hannah falls back in the corner but Aurora follows her in and nails another kick right to Hannah’s knee causing Hannah to drop in the corner. Aurora drags Hannah to the center of the ring and looks like she is going for a figure four but Hannah kicks her away. Aurora goes flying chest first into the corner and then falls to the mat as Hannah struggles to get up.
Reggie Stallworth: A break for Hannah as Aurora hit the corner hard and may have knocked the wind out of herself.
David Wright: What that’s it? No sex jokes.
Reggie Stallworth: My good man. I’m above that. However I am not above helping to dry either of these women off after their showers later.
Both women are slow to get to their feet but Aurora is a bit faster. She charges at Hannah and goes for a Hurricanranna but Hannah catches her . Hannah’s leg gives out and she falls forward slamming Aurora to the mat but also inadvertently nailing her with a head butt to the midsection as well. Aurora holds her stomach in pain and rolls to the arena floor as Hannah grasps her knee once more. The referee checks on Hannah and then goes to start the count. Hannah grabs hold of the referee stopping the count but is tripped by Aurora from the outside. Aurora drags Hannah out of the ring but Hannah hops up and grabs Aurora sending her back first across the ring steps with a Monkey flip. Aurora lands hard and then rolls off the steps to the floor as Hannah clutches her injured knee again. The referee exits the ring to check on both competitors.
Reggie Stallworth: Holy Shit. Did you hear the impact of Aurora’s back on those ring steps. I volunteer to give her a back rub later
David Wright: I should have left you alone
Reggie Stallworth: What? What’d I say? I’m really concerned for her well being.
David Wright: Sure….
Aurora and Hannah both start to stir and the referee slides back into the ring to make the count
One…
Two…
Hannah rolls back in the ring and struggles to her feet. She reaches over the ropes and grabs Aurora but Aura grabs Hannah’s leg, tripping her once more. She slams the back of Hannah’s injured leg against the ring apron and Hannah rolls around the ring in pain.. Aurora holds her back but slowly makes her way up to the top rope. Aurora leaps off nailing an elbow drop right to Hannah’s injured knee. Hannah screams out in pain as Aurora reaches for the ropes pulling herself. She grabs Hannah by the leg and locks in a figure four. Hannah screams out in pain as the referee asks her if she wants o give up. Hannah yells out no and begins to inch her way backwards toward the ropes , dragging Aurora with her.. Hannah finally manages to grab the bottom rope and the referee calls for the break.
David Wright: Hannah makes it to the ropes for the break but the damage has been done
Reggie Stallworth: Aurora may be zeroing in on her first title here in PDW.
David Wright: And Hannah St. John may be closing in on the end of her title reign.
Aurora gets up and quickly begins kicking away at Hannah’s injured leg as she struggles to try and pull herself up by the ropes. Aurora nails Hannah with a knee to the midsection and then another kick to her knee causing Hannah to drop to the mat. Hannah grabs the ropes and tries to pull herself up. Aurora charges and bounces off the ropes charging at Hannah. Hannah grabs Aurora out of no where and nails her with a backbreaker across her injured knee. Aurora drops to the mat yelling in pain as Hannah falls back against the ropes holding her knee in pain.
David Wright: What a Backbreaker by Hannah. This may be the opening she was waiting on
Reggie Stallworth: She used her injured leg for the backbreaker . That may have done as much damage to her as it did Aurora.
Aurora starts to get up and sees Hannah struggling to stand . She charges in and Hannah catches her, picking her up on her shoulders. Hannah stumbles a bit only using one leg to stand but then drops Aurora into a double knee gutbuster. Aurora stumbles around holding her stomach and walks right into a tilt a whirl Backbreaker from Hannah. Aurora rolls completely out of the ring holding her back in pain as Hannah drops face first to the mat.
Reggie Stallworth: Aurora may have just been broken in half here Oh baby someone’s gonna need the massage oils tonight.
David Wright: And someone’s dreaming again. Let’s just focus on the match. Hannah once again did damage to her knee in hurting Aurora. How much does she have left. The referee’s count is already up to five on both competitors
six…
seven…
Hannah manages to pull herself up but has to use the ropes to stand. She rolls out of the ring and goes after Aurora rolling her back in before rolling back in herself. Aurora begins to back away from Hannah as Hannah limps toward her. Hannah grabs a hand full of Aurora’s Hair pulling Aurora up but Aurora kicks Hannah in her knee and then takes her down with a crucifix Armbar. Hannah yells in pain but manages to get to the ropes causing the break. Aurora lets go but once again sweeps Hannah’s legs out from under her as she starts to get up. Aurora holds her back but slowly gets up on the top rope she waits for Hannah to get to her feet and leaps off. Hannah leaps in the air and manages to catch Aurora out of nowhere with Shattered Hopes. Both women crash to the mat without moving
Reggie Stallworth: That was it. That was Shattered Hopes out of no where. This one should be over
David Wright: Hannah can’t make the cover though. It everything out of her to pull the move off
Reggie Stallworth: This has been one of those shocker matches. Aurora continues to go full speed ahead but Hannah just keeps coming back , refusing to be kept down
Both women start to stir. Hannah pulls herself up first and goes to pull Aurora up. Aurora goes right back after the injured knee of Hannah, tripping Hannah and locking in an ankle lock. Hannah is to close to the ropes and the referee calls for the break. Aurora tries to pull Hannah up but Hannah buries a shoulder into the midsection of Aurora and drives her back into the corner. Hannah struggle to get to her feet and Aurora nails a chick kick right to her jaw, Both women once again go down Hannah seems to be out of it as Aurora pulls herself up with the ropes. Aurora suddenly grabs Hannah, leaping on her back and locking in a sleeper hold. Hannah tries to stand but her leg gives away. The referee raises Hannah’s Hand twice but Hannah manages to keep it from dropping the third time. She forces herself to stand and then jumps falling backwards with Aurora on her back, knocking the wind out of her. Hannah stays on top of Aurora and the referee counts
One…
Two…
Aurora manages to get a shoulder up just before the three
Reggie Stallworth: That was a close one. Aurora barely able to escape that pin
David Wright: Just goes to show you how resourceful Hannah is but right now this match is anyone’s to take
Hannah slowly begins to crawl toward the ropes. She struggles to pull herself up but Aurora gets up first Aurora charges in with a kick to Hannah’s head and then slowly begins to climb to the top rope again. Aurora waits for Hannah to stand back up and then leaps off going for an inverted neckbreaker from the top rope. Hannah catches Aurora in mid air and drops her outside the ring. Aurora land s hard on the ring steps back first again as Hannah falls to the mat.
Reggie Stallworth: Turn out the lights. The party is over. I’ll be in aurora Snow’s locker room if you need me.
David Wright: Would you sit down? This one isn’t over yet and Aurora Snow would crucify you if she found you in her locker room
Hannah manages to get to her hands and knees as you see Aurora roll back on the ring. Hannah grabs Aurora and takes her down with a Russian Leg Sweep. Aurora holds on to Hannah’s leg and turns her into another Ankle lock. Hannah countersshoving Aurora head and chest first into the corner and then rolls her up for a pin attempt
One…
Two…
Aurora manages to kick out and both women get up. Aurora leaps grabbing Hannah and takes her over with a modified tornado DDT, planting Hannah into the mat and then goes for the pin
One
Two
Hannah manages to kick out. Aurora pulls Hannah to her feet and tries to whip her into the corner. Hannah hangs on and nails Aurora out of no where with another Shattered Hopes
One
Two
Three
David Wright: Hannah St. John did it. She retains her title
Sammantha Jinx: Here is your winner and still PDW Cyber Champion HANNAH ST. JOHN!!!!!!!!!!
Breathing hard, Hannah begins climbing to her feet after yet another successful title defense. But suddenly, the volume in the arena begins to heighten as the fans come to their feet. Hannah continues to recover just as Kingpin runs out from backstage!
David Wright: The Kingpin! That’s the number one contender for the cyber championship!
Reggie Stallworth: Yeah, but what the hell is he doing out here now?!
Kingpin wastes no time running down the ramp and, as soon as the referee grabs the Cyber title he snatches it right out of her arms! T.C. Payne is livid as she watched Kingpin dart back up the ramp just as Hannah St. John catches wind of the situation!
David Wright: KINGPIN JUST STOLE THE CYBER TITLE!!! Why in the HELL did he do that!
We fade backstage where we see Tank is walking through the halls with a towel around his neck. He was on his way to the ring for the Battle Royal. He rounds a corner and suddenly stops where he is when he sees Dante Poole leaning against a wall. He pushes himself him, cutting their conversation short. Tank turns to walk back the way he came when he noticed Randal Gallagher and Devon Frost blocking that end of the hallway.
Tank: What do you want?
He growls as he looks back towards Dante who had a little smirk on his face.
Dante Poole: Whatever do you mean?
Suddenly Devon hits Tank with an elbow between the shoulder blades. Tank goes down hard. Randal and Dante start to send a reign of kicks down onto Tank’s body. He fights to get away, but three on one was too much for him. Finally Dante holds up his hand and the three of them back off. Dante crouches down to look over the damage they had inflicted.
Tank: You… Bastard…
This makes a smile cross Dante’s face. He chuckles harshly before shaking his head.
Dante Poole: Don’t worry, it wasn’t personal. Call it… and insurance policy.
Randal and Devon laugh a little as Dante stands back up and gives him another quick kick to the side before walking around him.
Randal Gallagher: Good luck in your match!
The three men turn and walk away, leaving Tank to try and push himself back up to his feet only to fall again as EMT’s rush in. The view pans around to show that Drake Benjamin and his wife Catalina had been standing there the whole time. Drake turns and looks at Catalina with no expression on his face.
Drake: So much for the match. No reason to stick around now. Let’s go home.
Drake and Catalina both walk stepping over Tank as if he wasn’t there and head toward the exit of the building.
Reggie Stallworth: Let’s Go home. What does he mean lets go home? What about Tatiana Gregorovich. She’s still left in the match.
David Wright: And what about Tank. How bad is he injured?
Reggie Stallworth: Who cares. Can you believe the guy's just going home?
We fade to what seems to be the cafeteria area where we find Christy Matthews sitting in the corner of the room crying. After a few moments she stops herself and wipes her eyes, standing up and seeing Ebdon walk passed the doorway. She ducks down instantly, not ready to go back in to the Pantheon’s locker room again yet, and continues hiding there for a few moments before poking her head up again to see Ebdon smiling at her.
Christy Matthews: Oh... errr... hi.
Pete Ebdon: You don’t need to hide.
Christy Matthews: I know it’s just... he hates me, doesn’t he?
Pete Ebdon: He’ll get over it.
Christy Matthews: Will he really? Because you know people who get over things don’t normally threaten to kill other people for treason.
Ebdon sighs and places the Prodigy Championship belt down on the table beside them.
Pete Ebdon: Josh is...
Christy Matthews: Obsessed with taking over the world?
Pete Ebdon: Something like that, yeah. He’s just doing what he thinks is best for all of us. Trust me, he WILL get over this.
She nods slowly and unconvincingly.
Christy Matthews: I hope so because I don’t want to be the thing that comes between you two.
Ebdon laughs and shakes his head.
Pete Ebdon: You won’t be. He’ll calm down I promise.
Elsewhere in the arena and we find Nicholas Jaxx walking back up the same corridor we saw him in several minutes ago checking inside the open rooms as though looking for somebody but despite the fact he’s looking inside the rooms you can tell he’s not really trying that hard. He walks up to the closet that he just threw the woman inside and adjusts his hair, muttering to himself that she’ll understand and begins to unlock the door when he stops again as he sees Star Deveraux walking down the corridor. He pretends like he was just locking the door rather than unlocking it and begins to walk toward her.
Star Deveraux: Why are you looking inside a closet?
Nicholas Jaxx: Payne told me to find Ebdon. I was just being thorough, you know?
She looks at him with a crooked smile.
Star Deveraux: You’re very strange.
She begins to walk off again and he follows her now with a mischievous look on his face.
Nicholas Jaxx: So if you’re in the Pantheon now can I get like a company car?
Star Deveraux: No.
Nicholas Jaxx: How about a pay rise?
Star Deveraux: No.
Nicholas Jaxx: Oh c’mon, I’m Bloodshed Champion! That’s got to count for something...
The two disappear around a corner and we fade out once again.
Platinum Cup Last Battle Royal
PDW Supertars
David Wright: Well, people, I dunno what we’re about to see here.
Reggie Stallworth: I don’t think we’re about to see a damn thing. This was suppose to be some big, spectacular battle royal and what the hell happened? Why sure competitor just got taken out by some newbies earlier tonight!
David Wright: What was that about anyway? Protecting that Tatiana girl? If she didn’t come here to compete then what the hell?!
Reggie Stallworth: All I know is…
“Breathe Today” by Flyleaf starts to play on the sound system as a picture of a queen of hearts from a deck of playing cards appears on the video screen. Tatiana Gregoravich walks out from back stage with a smug smile playing on her lips. She makes her way down to the ring with her manager, Charles Porter at her side. She walks up the steel steps and Charles holds open the second and first ropes so that Tatiana can climb through easily. Charles jumps down to wait outside the ring as she stretches and waits for the match to begin.
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen, first to the ring, “The Queen of Hearts”…TATIANA!
David Wright: Out here for her free win I suppose. We all saw what happened to Troy Trinidad earlier. There’s no way he’ll be out here tonight!
Reggie Stallworth: And that’s probably what they were betting on. Look at her all smiley in the ring. A helluva way to debut. A quick ticket STRAIGHT into the Platinum Cup tournament! Ain’t that some shit?
David Wright: This has been one of the most bizarre nights in the history of PDW, that’s for sure.
Suddenly, "Ladies and Gentlemen" by Saliva plays out through the P.A. system…
David Wright: It can’t be…
Reggie Stallworth: Not after that attack earlier tonight!
The fans hop to their feet as Troy Trinidad 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.
David Wright: And he is BACK! Troy wouldn’t be kept out of this match by a bunch of wannabes!
Reggie Stallworth: Look at Tatiana’s face! That man is HUGE! Especially compared to her!
David Wright: Yeah, well, this is the match she signed up for. And it was originally going to be MUCH harder so she should be thanking the Heavens right about now!
An obviously hurt Troy Trinidad stares across the ring at Tatiana, who does her best to return his cold hard gaze as the referee calls for the bell. Tatiana immediately charges across the ring only to baseball slide between Trinidad’s legs to come out on the other side of him. She immediately bounces off the ropes and hits him with a dropkick to the back of the leg, dropping him down to one knee. She then hits the ropes once again and nails a dropkick on the back of the opposite leg, bringing Trinidad to his knees completely. Tatiana then swerves around him, looking to go for a superkick to the face, but Trinidad quickly catches her feet with both hands and shoves hard, sending her flying to the opposite side of the ring. Tatiana hits the mat hard and rolls, but is soon able to scrabble back to her feet just as Trinidad begins stalking towards her. She soon begins to scramble around the ring, trying to gain a suitable amount of distance between herself and the huge man. Just as she seemingly does, Tatiana goes to baseball slide between his legs once again but he slaps his hand around her throat and lifts her into the air!
Reggie Stallworth: Danger…DANGER!!
David Wright: Oh no! Trinidad’s got the hand around Tatiana’s tiny throat!
Reggie Stallworth: Its curtains for this bitch already!
Trinidad lifts Tatiana high above his head with ease as she looks out in panic, clawing at his hand to get out of his grasp. He then brings her back down HARD with a chokeslam as the fans go wild! Tatiana’s limp body lay stretched out in the center of the ring, seemingly lifeless as Troy stares down at her with satisfaction. Tatiana’s body jerks slightly as Trinidad circles her, appearing to be waiting patiently for her to show signs of life.
Reggie Stallworth: Wait a minute, who the hell is that?
David Wright: Where?
Reggie Stallworth: Coming down the ramp to the ring!
David Wright: What the hell? That’s Drake Benjamin! I thought he left earlier tonight!
Reggie Stallworth: Well apparently not!
He cameras cut to Drake Benjamin making his way down the ramp as Trinidad at last retrieves Tatiana from the canvas. Her eyes pop openly immediately as he throws her into the corner, unbeknownst to the approaching threat outside of the ring. Drake finally reaches the edge of the ring just as Trinidad punches Tatiana hard in the stomach. With Drake’s eyes trained on the action inside of the ring, he hops up onto the ring apron right behind referee T.C. Payne. What’s this? Drake grabs T.C. and yanks her over the top rope and tosses her over his shoulder! T.C. kicks and sc reams frantically as Drake smirks endlessly!
Reggie Stallworth: Aw hell no! Did he just steal the ref?!
David Wright: I think he did!
Drake heads back up the ramp the same way he came casually with the ref still over his shoulder. He then looks back into the ring just as Troy Trinidad sees once going on. Troy runs to the edge of the ring and climbs onto the top rope, shouting out at Drake Benjamin, who in turn winks at him and heads back stage.
Reggie Stallworth: I can’t fuckin’ believe this! What the hell was that dude thinking?!
Jason Stone: So you want to call me out, do you? You don't know me. You don't know the pain I have been through or the pain I can cause.
Jason steps back wiping his face once more of the blood and wiping it across his "Disciples of Pantheon" shirt. Lighting the torch he leans down running the flame across her feet as once again screams are spilling out through the gag.
Jason Stone: You think I sit here and begged to be in The group, you think I am not a man to stand on my own two feet. This is Not for The Pantheon, Aurora, This is for me. This is a good old fashioned lesson. A lesson for you to learn to keep your mouth shut when it has nothing to do with you.
Jason pulls the torch away as mascara streamed tears roll from under the blindfold. Jason stares reaching up to wipe the tears away.
Jason Stone: Lets get something straight, you are not and never will be as good as me, you may talk all the shit you want about me, you don't even know what I'm capable of Aurora.
Reaching to pull her blindfold off as he sees the bloodshot eyes still crying from either pain or fear or maybe both. Jason looks at his handywork and smiles.
Jason Stone: The Army of one wasn't very hard to corner. You will learn to speak of The Pantheon with respect from now on Aurora. Look me in the eyes bitch.
Jason stares at her pointing toward his eyes.
Jason: This isn't over. I did not kiss up. I don't need to kiss up, Aurora. These see the future of Sports entertainment standing before them and they chose wisely when they chose me. Did you think they would take a pathetic bitch like you? Come on now, you should already know that the Pantheon is the best in the business, the Gods and Godess of this business, hell maybe even the entire world. And you long to be apart of that I heard that in your little speech, the trouble is they only want the best and you're just not good enough for that.
Jason flashes another smile as he stands turning to leave the room. Aurora jerking in the chair trying to free herself from the bonds that are holding her down. She can scream but her sounds will be muffled, she can jerk and twist til she's blue in the face, but she's not going anywhere. Opening the door slowly Jason peeks out looking from right to left. Reaching back he flips out the light and escapes into the hallway..
Standard Match
Steve Jason vs. AJ Tyler
Sammantha Jinx The following match is one fall introducing first standing at 6’3” and weighing in at 240 pounds, Steve JASON!!!!!!
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
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.
Be-lieve!
I don’t care what you want!
I just want mine!
Shut up!
Smart little bitch!
I don’t need lies!
At this point, Steve has sidestepped along the apron and reached the nearest turnbuckle. With little to no warning, he climbs atop it in time with the continuing chorus, which is now slightly softer than the angrier tune of before.
I don’t care what you want, I just want mine…
Get up!
Force it to fit!
Confined inside!
As the chorus ends and descends into sharp and short guitar blasts, Steve hops down from the turnbuckle and enters the ring itself, assuming a ready-to-fight martial arts stance.
Samanntha Jinx and his opponent , standing at 6’0 and weighing in at 236 pounds 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. A few moments pass with no AJ Tyler. Suddenly he comes flying from the back with Drake Benjamin following close behind. AJ struggles to his feet but a spin kick by Drake sends him rolling down the ramp landing near the ring.
Reggie Stallworth: What in the hell. What is Drake Benjamin doing
David Wright: I don’t know but Steve Jason seems to not approve of it at all as he wants to win fair and square in the ring.
Reggie Stallworth: Fair, smair…I say take a gift when it’s given to you
Steve gets out of the ring to confront Drake on his actions but Drake only tells him Blake Selters gave him the night off to heal from his injuries and starting to walk away. Steve grabs Drake and spins him around. The two men go nose to nose with Steve telling Drake, he can win on his own and doesn’t need anyone’s help. Drake doesn’t answer just smirks as AJ gets up and nails Steve from behind with a chair sending him crashing to the floor. AJ begins to stomp away at Steve as Drake just stands there and looks with a expressionless look on his face. Drake turns and walks away only to have AJ try and attack him. Drake leaps up turning in mid air and nails AJ with a kick to the face sending him down to the floor right by Steve before walking away.
Reggie Stallworth: What The hell just happened?
David Wright: I’m not sure but I think Steve Jason refused to accept any help from Blake Selters
Reggie Stallworth: And ended up right where he belongs . In the gutter. Who in their right mind would refuse a gift from Blake Selters.
David Wright: The question is what now the match hasn’t even officially started
AJ gets up first and kicks Steve in the gut as he tries to get up. He rolls Steve in the ring and slides in behind him as the referee calls for the bell. AJ pulls Steve up and whips him into the corner. Steve drops to his knees holding his back but AJ pulls him right back to his feet and whips him into the corner once more. Steve falls face first to the mat. AJ pulls Steve up once more and catches him with a back breaker. Steve rolls around on the mat holding his back and AJ begins dropping repeated knees to Steve’s back. Hr yells out thats it and pulls Steve up, nailing him with a few forearm shots to the back.
Reggie Stallworth: This is what happens when you refuse a gift from Blake Selters.
David Wright: What I don’t get is why Blake would aid Steve Jason. What exactly is he up to?
Reggie Stallworth: Either way. It looks to be over for Steve Jason.
AJ is going for the Zero Degrees now, trying to grab onto Steve's shoulders to set up for the move, but Steve spins around just before AJ can hit the move, grabbing onto the surprised AJ and lifting him up before running forward and dropping him with a spinebuster! AJ's flat on the ground now, and Steve takes that moment to remain on the mat and snare his arm around AJ's neck. While Steve wrenches on AJ's neck, his other arm flails around before grabbing onto AJ's ankle, beginning the lock-in for the Vindicator Deathlock! AJ tries to escape, but Steve's arm around AJ's neck is now locked in tight, and Steve now begins to apply pressure, hard. AJ thrashes around from the pain of the hold, trying to break loose, but Steve's got it locked on tight and rolls around to try to throw him off balance. AJ gives up and calls for the bell but Steve keeps the hold on.
Sammantha Jinx: Here is your winner...STEVE JASON!!!!!!!!!!!!
Steve continues to keep the hold on as security hit the ring. They finally get Steve to release the hold and he gets up to the cheers of the crowd.
David Wright: I think that was a clear cut message the Pantheon and one they better pay close attention. How the hell did Jason just pull that out after what happened just nine days ago? This man is the superman of PDW!
Darkness engulfs the arena and after a few moments the screen flicks to life…
Reggie Stallworth: And speaking of Aversion Therapy...
...NICHOLAS JAXX WILL STEAL THE SHOW IN...
...5...
...4...
...3...
...2...
...1...
...NOW!!
I’M BRINGING SEXY BACK (YEAH!!)
THEM OTHER FUCKERS DON’T KNOW HOW TO ACT (YEAH!!)
After the Justin Timberlake intro “Sinner” by Drowning Pool hits the PA system and the lights come back on to reveal a figure with his back to the ring and the words “KING OF SIN” printed on the back of his jacket. He spins around to reveal the Bloodshed Championship belt around his waist and looks down at the ring, clapping Steve Jason before pulling a microphone out from where he’d tucked it in the belt.
Nicholas Jaxx: Congratulations dude, you know what the people around here say about you is true; you are one resilient son of a bitch. The doctors wouldn’t even fucking clear me to wrestle this week and here you are fucking beating yet another bitch in PDW. But you know dude the shit between you and the Pantheon isn’t over. I mean ok I beat you at Aversion Therapy but I’m not the only guy around here who really doesn’t like you...
With Jason distracted looking up at Jaxx we see somebody roll in to the ring behind him and lock him in a violent Rear Naked Choke hold, dropping down to the mat with the move applied and choking the life out of him. Jaxx begins to run to the ring and slides in, adding insult to injury by delivering the boots to Jason while he’s still locked in the hold, the life slowly getting choked out of him as he desperately tries to escape...
David Wright: JOSHUA PAYNE FROM BEHIND ON JASON WITH THAT SICK CHOKE HOLD!! Now what the hell is this about?
Reggie Stallworth: You heard him earlier tonight; he wants to take Steve Jason out! That’s exactly what he’s doing!
Payne releases the hold as Jason has completely passed out now and holds the Platinum Championship in the air to a chorus of boos from the crowd. He begins barking orders at Jaxx before rolling from the ring and walking off up the ramp. Jaxx watches him go, removing the Bloodshed Championship and laying it down on the mat as he begins to pull the deadweight of Steve Jason back up to his feet. Moments later Payne bursts back through the curtain dragging Christy Matthews by the hair behind him.
David Wright: WAIT A SECOND!! Now what the hell is this about?!
Reggie Stallworth: Uh-oh, this doesn’t look good for her...
David Wright: DOESN’T LOOK GOOD FOR HER?! She’s being dragged to the ring by a goddamn paranoid maniac; this couldn’t get any WORSE for her!
Payne throws Christy in to the ring and kicks the Bloodshed Championship belt aside, placing the Platinum Championship belt down in the middle of the ring instead and walking over to where Jaxx is struggling to hold Jason on his feet, grabbing Jason from behind and choking him again while screaming at him that he should never have gotten in the way. Jaxx calls for a microphone and Sammantha Jinx nervously hands it over. Jaxx then hands it to Payne who’s still holding Jason up with one arm and screaming at him with Christy cowering in the corner looking terrified once again.
Joshua Payne: You should have kept your nose out of our business Jason! You should have concentrated on Jaxx and your precious Bloodshed Championship and just learned your place but you couldn’t do that, could you? Instead you had to insert yourself in to our world, you had to lead the enemies of the Pantheon against us and you had to make the war between us personal! You had to corrupt the innocent but I cannot let that happen any longer. You’re either with us or against us and you have already chosen your side...
He looks over at Christy.
Joshua Payne: Now you prove YOUR loyalty!
He throws down the microphone and gives Jason’s body back over to Jaxx, grabbing Christy by the hair and pulling her back to her feet. Dragging her over to Jason and screaming at her about fraternizing with the enemy and how she has to prove her loyalty...
David Wright: THE PLATINUM CHAMPION HAS COMPLETELY LOST IT!!
Reggie Stallworth: He’s the champion for a reason, right? And it’s war...
David Wright: WOULD YOU GET OFF THE DAMN BANDWAGON?! This isn’t war; this is just Joshua Payne’s paranoia corrupting the whole goddamn company!! What the hell does he want her to do for god’s sake?
Christy is still crying as she grabs hold of Jason in a front facelock with Jaxx still supporting his body so he doesn’t simply collapse to the ground. Payne continues screaming at the young girl until she drops backwards, laying out Jason with an Evenflow DDT on the Platinum Championship belt. Payne begins kicking the hell out of Jason again, grabbing his belt and holding it up in the air, showing the fans the blood of Steve Jason now dripping off of it.
Joshua Payne: Let this be a lesson to everybody. You either with us or you’re against us and you do NOT want to be against us. We are the Pantheon and WE ARE PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING!
He throws the microphone down as “Down With The Sickness” by Disturbed blasts across the PA system. Christy is now just sitting next to the body of Jason with tears streaming down her face as Payne continues to show off the belt to the fans.
David Wright: Something needs to be done about this lunatic!
Reggie Stallworth: How the hell can something be done about him? He’s the Platinum Champion and he’s aligned with the boss, there IS nobody who can do something about him.
David Wright: He may be aligned with the boss but this business with Jason is FAR from over and if Payne is running his mouth about getting a match with Jason then I’m begging somebody somewhere to set that up because that man in the ring is about the only guy on the roster right now who can stop this lunatic!
Reggie Stallworth: Would you quit calling him a lunatic? I’m not being held responsible for calling this show alone if he hears you.
The scene opens up backstage to a worried looking Directrix in Angel Deveraux. Her arms are crossed over her chest as she walks alone, shaking her head a little as she walks. She’s been here for the whole night, watching various exchanges between the superstars, especially the Pantheon and Steve Jason. As she passes a monitor the sight of what has just transpired at the end of the AJ Tyler and Steve Jason match comes into view. Angel freezes immediately in front of the screen, her mouth agape as she watches the Pantheon on the rampage once again. What the hell is this company coming to? Her look of shock soon turns into one of anger. Angel takes a deep breath and storms away from the scene, but it isn’t long before she approaches the door with the huge gold star on it. She doesn’t bother to knock. Instead, Angel bursts through the door to see her older sister and PDW’s owner looking at her in surprise.
Star: Angel, don’t you know how to knock? Damn.
Angel: Did you see what just happened out there?
Star: Out where?
Angel: IN THE RING!
Star looks amazed for a brief moment before she laughs.
Star: Sweetie, what are you yelling about? Relax. And yes, I saw it.
Angel: And you don’t have anything to say?!
Star: Like what? That sort of thing happens all the time, Angel. You should now that by now.
Angel looks at Star in disbelief as she reaches into her desk and pulls out a bottle of nail polish. Star props her feet up on her desk and opens the bottle just before Angel rushes over and snatches it out of her hand.
Star: Whoa…the fuck’s gotten into you tonight?
Angel: I should be asking you the same thing. This place is a goddamn zoo, Star! You say this is your company? Then why does it seem like THEY are running it?!
Angel points to the monitor in Star’s office that displays the Pantheon. Star doesn’t look at the screen though. She keeps her eyes focused on her little sister.
Star: Look, I understand you’re fairly new to the wrestling business so I’m going to let this bullshit you just brought into my office slide. At this point, you are no different from anyone else. I don’t have to explain a damn thing to you. Now if you’re that damn soft and can’t take seeing a little blood then maybe you should just run back to France with daddy because I’m not here to baby you. You may be my sister…but don’t forgot that you also work for me. You may not like what I choose to do, Steve Jason may not like what I choose to do…but I don’t care. You STILL work for me. And if you don’t like it then you can leave.
Once again, Angel’s face reads nothing but pure shock. She stands up straight, looking down at the woman she calls her sister.
Angel: What the hell is going on with you?
Star simply rolls her eyes, leaving Angel without an answer before Angel exits the office, slamming the door behind her.
Backstage, Draven walking through the hallway as he carries a bottle of water in his grasped hands. Smiling with intentions to win his match later tonight he walks as he slowly travels, waiting for time to seriously pass by. With as much as he has gone throughout his young career, for once he felt good about his self.
Eric Fischer: Don’t fail it tonight. This is your only chance ....
Taking several sips from his bottle of water, shaking his head as he turned the corner, bumping right into a female, unaware of her being on the other side. A few papers had hit the floor, Eric quickly kneeled down, shaking his head nervously.
Eric Fischer: I’m totally sorry .... Are you alright?
Standing back up, Eric couldn’t help to hold a “Wow!” facial expression. The gorgeous young lady, blonde hair stood in her fancy stance, twirling her finger in her hair.
Lady: Thank You! I’m alright.
Eric Fischer: Alrighty ... Oh by the way, name is Eric ...
Eric quickly extends his hand out towards the lady.
Lady: Well hey Eric, I’m Kibby ... Kibby D!
Eric nodding at the uniqueness of the name.
Eric Fischer: Unique name ... Kibby. Well I must be off to prepare for later tonight. You becareful ...
Kibby D: Will do. Good luck out there ....
Turning the corner, strutting along, Eric watched raising his eyebrow before turning back to where he was headed to. The locker room. Taking another sip from the bottle, Eric re-focused back onto his matchup tonight.
Eric Fischer: Focus, Eric .... Focus!
Fading further down the hallway, the camera faded out.
Non-Title Match
Inferno vs. Draven
Sammantha Jinx The following match is a non title bout. It is one fall. Introducing first making his way to the ring standing at 6’2” and a half and weighing in at 215 pounds The Dangerous Enigma DRAVEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And this is how it feels when I ignore the words you spoke to me
And this is where I lose myself when I keep running away from you
And this is who I am when, when I don't know myself anymore
And this is what I choose when it's all left up to me
The huge flash of pyros explode as thunderous echoes of blast from the entrance ramp go off. Full of red and white colors. Draven comes out in running fashion, bouncing left and right to the hype of the overwhelming audience. Draven takes his hand, signaling it to his ears for the audience to raise it up another level
Breathe your life into me
I can feel you
I'm falling, falling faster
Breathe your life into me
I still need you
I'm falling, falling
Breathe into me
Breathe into me
Draven comes jogging down the ramp as smoke fills in place of the blasted pyros. He drops high-fives down the line, doing it evenly on both sides, as he easily slides crossways into the ring. He fills himself with the full hyperness coming from the crowd. He bounces up an down continuously for a few moments ...
And this is how it looks when I am standing on the edge
And this is how I break apart when I finally hit the ground
And this is how it hurts when I pretend I don't feel any pain
And this is how I disappear when I throw myself away
Breathe your life into me
I can feel you
I'm falling, falling faster
Breathe your life into me
I still need you
I'm falling, falling
Breathe into me
Breathe into me
Breathe into me
Breathe into me
Draven then runs, before hopping onto the middle rope, as it goes up and down from the impact of the weight. Draven then jumps off, before hopping onto the second turnbuckle rope pointing to the crowd in stylish fashion, as he then drops down, awaiting his opponent.
Samanntha Jinx and his opponent , He is the current PDW Next Best Thing Champion Standing at 6’4” and weighing in at 225 pounds, Inferno!!!!
The chorus of ‘Ebla’ is heard throughout the arena causing the fans to get up and cheer. The chorus dies out as the lights power down. In the darkness ‘Black Republican’ by Nas begins to play. The lights come back on as Inferno rises from the stage. His eyes remain closed as a pillar of vapor rises up around his body. After several moments pass he opens his eyes and walks down the ramp.
The bell rings and Draven goes behind Inferno with a Waist lock and takes him down. Inferno rolls out of it and both wrestlers get to their feet. Inferno grabs Draven and takes him over with a side headlock but Draven gets free. Both wrestlers up and Draven grabs Inferno by the head and catches him with a jawbreaker. Inferno rolls around on the ring and gets up slowly. Draven catches Inferno with an inverted atomic drop and then takes him down to the mat by the back of his head. Draven pulls Inferno up and sets for an Impact DDT but Inferno gets out of it, Inferno goes behind Draven and looks to take him over with a German suplex but Draven lands on his feet behind Inferno. Inferno quickly turns lifting Draven up an nailing Go 2 Sleep. . Draven falls to the mat holding his face and Inferno goes for a quick pin only getting a one count
Reggie Stallworth: Inferno trying to end this one quickly
David Wright: He’s gotta be thinking the longer the match goes. The more the soreness of his injuries will have an effect on him
Inferno pulls Draven up and nails him with a few kicks to the midsection. He goes to whip Draven into the corner and then charges in after him but Draven leaps on the second turnbuckle and leapfrogs backwards over Inferno. Draven hooks Inferno and nails him with an Inverted Facelock drop across his knee. Inferno falls to the at and Draven starts to go to the top rope but Inferno is up. Inferno nails Draven in the back and pulls him down causing Draven to get caught in the tree of woe. Infer back up and charges in going for a kick to the face. Draven sits up and Inferno slides nailing himself between the legs with the ring post
Reggie Stallworth: There’s only one word to describe that. OUCH!!!
Draven frees himself and drags Inferno away from the corner. He drops a quick elbow onto Inferno before heading to the top rope. He leaps going for a moonsault but Inferno quickly moves. Draven is able to recover in mid air and land on hi feet. Inferno sweeps Draven’s feet from under him but Draven quickly gets to his feet one more only to get nailed with a dropsault by Inferno. Draven hits the mat hard and rolls to the ring apron. Inferno charges diving over the ropes and taking Draven down to the floor bellow with a sunset flip into a modified powerbomb. Draven lands hard as the crowd begins to chant Holy Shit!!!. Inferno quickly rolls back into the ring and starts to climb to the top rope.
Reggie Stallworth: What a move by Inferno. Draven may be out cold
David Wright: That is definitely a momentum swinger If I ever saw one
Reggie Stallworth: I think Draven just found out he isn’t the only one that an be dangerous in PDW and now he has to figure out a way to recover or this one will be over fast.
Inferno leaps up and looks as though he was going for a double stomp but Draven gets his foot up connecting with Infernos chin. Inferno stumbles away and rolls back in the ring as Draven struggles to get up. Inferno gets up and charges at Draven, trying to nail him with a baseball slide but Draven manages to move. Draven hooks Inferno and nails him a forearm shot before rolling Inferno back in the ring and climbing up on the ring apron. Inferno starts to get up and Draven catapults himself over the top rope catching Inferno with a crossbody block. Draven gets up slowly pulling Inferno with him. He whips Inferno into the ropes but Inferno leaps up on the top rope. Draven charges in behind him and shoves Inferno off. Inferno lands hard against the guardrail as Draven drops to one knee in the ring
Reggie Stallworth: Draven was on e step ahead of Inferno on that one and made Inferno pay for it
David Wright: That definitely won’t be good for Inferno’s already battered and bruised body
Inferno struggles to his feet but Draven is out. Draven grabs Inferno and rolls him back in the ring. Draven climbs up on the ring apron and waits as Inferno struggles to pull himself up. He leaps up springboarding off the top rope , going for a Hurricanranna, Inferno holds on and hoops Draven sending him to the mat with a piledriver. Inferno gets up slowly holding his ribs in pain. Inferno goes to the top rope and waits as Draven slowly pulls himself up. Inferno comes off the rope, taking down Draven with a high-angled lariat. Picking Draven up, Inferno clotheslines Draven down to the mat oncce again. Draven taking his time to get back up gets taken back down again. Inferno on a roll, whips Draven into the ropes before quickly jumping up in attempt for a dropkick but Draven hugs onto the ropes, watching Inferno drop to the mat. Draven quickly bridges Inferno up for the quick cover.
One…
Two….
Inferno kicks out…
Reggie Stallworth: Just that quick, this one was almost over. It shows you the sudden impact that either of these men can make
David Wright: No negative moves toward Draven. I’m impressed
Reggie Stallworth: Don’t be. I don’t like the guy but even I admit that was quick thinking on his part
Draven pulls Inferno up and goes to whip him toward the ropes. Inferno reverses it, sending Draven into the ropes. Draven comes off the ropes and ducks a Tidal Wave attempt by Inferno but as he comes off the ropes again, Inferno is ready and connects with the Tidal Wave on his second Attempt. Draven drops like a rock in the center of the ring. Inferno goes to the top rope as Draven struggles to get up. He leaps off and takes Draven down with a shooting star press into a DDT, Inferno rolls Draven over and goes for a quick pin attempt.. Draven tries to kick out but Inferno hooks both of Draven’s legs and tries for another pin attempt.
One…
Two…
Draven just manages to get a shoulder up
Reggie Stallworth: Someone call NASA. I think Draven’s head is somewhere orbiting the earth after that kick by Inferno
David Wright: It was definitely impressive but equally impressive is the fact Draven managed to kick out
nferno pulls Draven to his feet and goes for another kick. Draven ducks the kick and grabs Inferno dropping him to the mat with a reverse mat slam before slowly getting to his feet. Draven knocks Inferno down with a kick to the gut followed by a clothesline as he tries to get up, chooses to hop the turnbuckle in high-risk state of mind. Anticipating Inferno to get back onto his feet. Draven turns around before crossing his arms together pointing his index and middle finger in form of a pistol towards each other, leaping off in a corkscrew moonsault plancha, landing on Inferno before he could choose to dodge out of the way Draven quickly springs to his feet, pulling Inferno up once more. He goes to whip Inferno into the corner but Inferno reverses it and charges in behind Draven nailing the Tidal Krush before falling to the arena floor as Draven falls face first to the mat
Reggie Stallworth: Draven’s face puts me in the mood for a nice hamburger.
David Wright: Would you stop. This could definitely prove to be a turning point in the match however
Reggie Stallworth: With pickles and onions to.
David Wright: Shut up.
Inferno slides back in the ring but out of nowhere Draven explodes off the mat with a clothesline taking Inferno down. Inferno gets up and gets a kick to the midsection from Draven who then takes Inferno over with a modified Butterfly Suplex. Draven pulls Inferno up again but Inferno fires back with a forearm shot that sends Draven to the mat. Inferno climbs up on the second turnbuckle but Draven is up Draven comes n but gets a kick from Inferno. He stumbles backwards but recovers, charging and hopping on the second turnbuckle. Inferno catches Draven and hip tosses him over the top rope and down hard to the arena floor as the crowd gets to their feet. Inferno looks down in shock himself as Draven lay motionless on the floor.
David Wright: Draven looks to be out cold and even the referee is reluctant to count
Reggie Stallworth: Why is Inferno , hesitating. Drag that lifeless body into the ring and pin him
Inferno rolls out of the ring and tries to get Draven up. Draven looks like dead weight as Inferno finally manages to roll him back in the ring. Inferno looks arond for a moment and then goes for a pin.
One..
Two…
Thr… No Draven shoots a shoulder off the mat.
Reggie Stallworth: How In the hell did he kick out?
Inferno can’t believe it as he sits up. Exhausted, both are giving it their all. Both Inferno and Draven, looking to find a way to take victory. Both are being cheered on by the audience, appreciating the hard-effort from both. Draven quickly grapples Inferno before torquing his head, hitting a swinging neck breaker out of no where. Draven stumbles toward the ropes and climbs up, Draven leaps off nailing a Senton splash across the stomach of Inferno Draven slips out under the bottom rope as he brushes his hair back from his face while holding the back of his head. The fans automatically know what is soon to come. Draven, looking under the ring apron as he smiles. Looking into the ring as he see his opponent stirring back onto his feet. Quickly finding what he wants, he pulls out a chair from under the ring as some began to automatically boo. Draven slides back into the ring with the chair, cautiously before propping it up.
David Wright: This isn’t a no disqualification match is it.
Reggie Stallworth: Last time I checked. This on should be over. Inferno should be the winner now. Draven’s cheating
David Wright: Oh now you want to stick to the rules.
Draven back into the ring, he snatches Inferno by the hair before sending him face-first into the mat. Propping the chair by his opponent, Draven backs up, sizing him. The audience on their feet, unexpected of what the man they call “Dangerous Enigma” is up to doing. Draven quickly runs towards the chair hopping onto it before launching off and into the face of Inferno with a crazy-looking Shining Wizard. Falling down, Draven lands slightly wrong, as his knee begins to bother him. Draven gets up and falls back into the corner. He drops to knee as his knee looks to have given away. The referee takes the chair from the ring as Draven covers Inferno
One…
Two…
No Inferno gets a shoulder off the mat.
Reggie Stallworth: Inferno maybe should have just staid down. That had to do more damage to his injured head
David Wright: You know the caliber of athletes we have. Staying Down is not an option.
Draven pulls Inferno up and then backs toward the ropes. He charges but gets a spin kick to the midsection from Inferno. Inferno nails the OKI out of nowhere and both men go down. Inferno begins to crawl toward the ropes and pull himself up. He tries to stand but ends up falling back against the ropes as Draven starts to stir. Draven gets to his hands and knees. Inferno makes his way to the top rope slowly as Draven gets up. Draven charges in but gets a flying heel kick from Inferno, laying Draven out. Inferno crawls toward Draven and drapes and arm across him for a pin attempt.
One…
Two…
Thre…No Draven just manages to roll a shoulder up
Reggie Stallworth: And again neither of these men will stay down
David Wright: But how much do either of these men have left. And how much longer can Inferno take the pain of nagging injuries.
Both men start to stir and get to their feet. Draven falls back toward the ropes and nails Inferno with a kick to the midsection. Draven grabs Inferno and nails him with The Drop before slowly trying to climb the ropes. Draven looks to be going for The Hollywood Suicide when suddenly Inferno nips up. Inferno stumbles around a bit as Draven leaps off going for a cross body but Inferno rolls through it Draven reverses the roll through and gets up holding Inferno over his shoulder. He nails Breaking point out of nowhere and then collapses on top of Inferno
One…
Two…
Inferno kicks out but not in time three…
Sammantha Jinx Here is your winner…DRAVEN!!!!!!!!!!
We fade once again to Nicholas Jaxx who’s muttering to himself about how Star would only buy him a bicycle and how Steve Jason probably got a car when he won the Bloodshed title. He walks up to the same closet he locked the girl in earlier and is just about to unlock it when Ebdon walks down the corridor and he looks first at Ebdon, then the closet, then Ebdon again.
Pete Ebdon: Let me guess, you’re looking for somewhere to hide from Payne?
Nicholas Jaxx: Actually no, but he is looking for you.
Pete Ebdon: We spoke already.
Nicholas Jaxx: You guys aren’t going to get all weird, are you? Because seriously we’ve got some good shit going here right now, aligned with the boss lady and we’re all champions, you can’t fuck that up just one fucking week after it happened.
Ebdon just smirks.
Pete Ebdon: Trust me Nick; I’M not going to fuck up anything. You think I want everything we’ve worked for to disappear? Now why the hell do you keep looking at the closet?
Jaxx just shrugs his shoulders and nods.
Nicholas Jaxx: Ok, you’re right. I was looking for somewhere to hide. You want to get a drink?
Pete Ebdon: Not really, but I did want to talk to you about something...
The two walk down the corridor and Jaxx looks back at the closet and sighs, obviously giving up any hope of ever getting this girl in to bed.
Main Event: Tag Team Championship Match
The Pantheon (Joshua Payne & Pete Ebdon) vs. Rob Faith & Ryan Atticus
Sammantha Jinx: It is now time for our...
“When I’m Gone” by 3 Doors Down hits and the video screen comes to life with Blake Selters sitting at his desk in his office. Displayed on his desk proudly are the PDW World Tag Team titles. A smile forms on Blake’s face but it soon fades as he stares straight ahead
Blake Selters: No, no, no, no, no. I’m sorry to interrupt you but things have once again changed on what may go down as one of PDW’s strangest Disclosures. First of let me announce that the tag team titles will no longer be on the line.
Before Blake could say anything else the crowd erupts in boos of disappointment but only gets a smug look on his face.
Blake Selters: Go ahead and boo but it just shows you, you people don’t know what’s good for you. You came here tonight expecting a free for all with 4 teams going at it like their lives were on the line. One team dropped out and now I have to announce the withdrawal of another team due to injury. This leaves us with two teams and that’s not what you deserve to see. The titles should mean something and I’ll be damned if I just hand them over due to unfortunate events being a former tag team champion myself. So no, no tag team title shot tonight.
The crowd erupts in boos again causing Blake to shake his head once more. He waits patiently for them to stop and then starts to laugh.
Blake Selters: It seems that like many of you in the bedroom your boos are also premature because you will be seeing one hell of a match. The TLC match is still on and you will be seeing Joshua Payne and Pete Ebdon take on whoever they are Ryan something and Rob something or another. It doesn’t really matter because you’ll get lots of Pain and blood. Enjoy it.
We cut back to ringside where we hear music fading out and Rob Faith and Ryan Atticus standing in the ring looking up at a cloth bag hanging up over their heads. You can tell their curious as to what’s inside and they walk over to ask Sammantha Jinx but apparently she doesn’t know either.
David Wright: Ok, I’ll bite. If the match isn’t for the tag titles any more but there’s something in that bag, what the hell is it? Any ideas?
Reggie Stallworth: A weapon? A contract for a spot in the tag team title match, whenever it finally happens? Rob Faith’s mom’s panties? How the hell should I know?!
Can you feel that?
Ah, shit
Drowning deep in my sea of loathing
Broken your servant I kneel
(Will you give in to me?)
It seems what's left of my human side
Is slowly changing in me
(Will you give in to me?)
Spotlights begin to swoop around the arena as the opening chords of ‘Down With the Sickness’ by Disturbed cues up on the arena’s sound system as the crowd erupts in a chorus of boos.
Looking at my own reflection
When suddenly it changes
Violently it changes (oh no)
There is no turning back now
You've woken up the demon in me
The lights continue to circle until finally they notice movement as two men push through the crowd making their way to the ring.
Get up; come on get down with the sickness
Get up; come on get down with the sickness
Get up; come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up; come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up come on get down with the sickness
You fucker get up come on get down with the sickness
Madness is the gift that has been given to me
The two men push their way through the masses as ‘One’ a member of Pantheon security pushes his way through as ‘Your Messiah’ Joshua Payne follows holding his Platinum Championship over his shoulder.
I can see inside you, the sickness is rising
Don't try to deny what you feel
(Will you give in to me?)
It seems that all that was good has died
And is decaying in me
(Will you give in to me?)
It seems you're having some trouble
In dealing with these changes
Living with these changes (oh no)
The world is a scary place
Now that you've woken up the demon in me
Josh finally reaches the ringside area where he leaps over the barricade and dives under the bottom rope into the ring. ‘One’ immediately walks to the entranceway turning his back to the ring and staring up towards the Platinum-Tron.
Get up; come on get down with the sickness
Get up; come on get down with the sickness
Get up; come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up; come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up come on get down with the sickness
You fucker get up come on get down with the sickness
Madness is the gift that has been given to me
And when I dream
And when I dream
And when I dream
And when I dream
Josh immediately mounts the ring ropes placing his left foot on the top rope and his right foot on the second rope throwing his hand in the air holding the Platinum Title over his head before dropping to the mat and doing it on the opposite side of the ring. The lights around the arena dim to black for a few moments before all the video monitors suddenly come to life with nothing but static across them and the low hum of crackling can be heard on the speakers which is abruptly interrupted as “Halo (Ebdon Entertainment Remix)” by Soil suddenly BLASTS across the speakers and half the fans in the arena go absolutely wild booing and jeering.
...E B D O N E N T E R T A I N M E N T P R E S E N T S...
...T H E M E S S I A H O F P R O F E S S I O N A L W R E S T L I N G...
...T H E L O R D O F T H E R I N G...
...P E T E E B D O N...
A single spotlight shines down on to the stage finally breaking the darkness but revealing nothing but an empty stage. More spotlights pan around the crowd for a moment before locating a man standing on the guard rail near the cheap seats, draped in a black robe with a hood that completely covers his head and flanked by his enforcer Christopher Richter. The two make their way through the crowd and down toward the ringside area where the first leaps the barricade and climbs on to the apron, climbing to the middle turnbuckle on the outside of the ring before ripping back the hood and revealing the smirking face of Pete Ebdon. He removes the robe entirely and drops it in to the corner revealing the PDW Prodigy Championship belt around his waist before leaping over the ropes and sitting down in the corner facing the entrance ramp as Payne stands next to him. Ebdon removes the Prodigy Championship belt and places it across his shoulder as both members of the Pantheon just glare at their two opponents. Sammantha Jinx pulls out a card and begins to read the introduction.
Sammantha Jinx: Ladies and gentlemen the following is the TLC match and the rules for this match are as follows: the first team to pull down the bag that hangs above the ring will be declared the winners and can use its contents however they see fit.
All four men look up to see the bag hanging there.
Sammantha Jinx: Introducing team number one. From California, Rob Faith and Ryan Atticus!
Both men hold their arms in the air as the fans cheer.
Sammantha Jinx: And their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of five hundred and fourteen pounds, the PDW Platinum Champion “Your Messiah” Joshua Payne and the PDW Prodigy Champion “The Anointed One: The Messiah of Professional Wrestling and Lord of the Ring” Pete Ebdon, collectively they are PLATINUM’S MOST WANTED: THE PANTHEON!
Ebdon pulls himself to his feet and both men raise their belts in to the air to a series of boos from the crowd. They both hand the belts to T.C. Payne and just look across the ring at the two men standing there.
Reggie Stallworth: I’ve always wondered if those two are related...
David Wright: Who, Ebdon and Payne?
Reggie Stallworth: No, T.C. Payne and Joshua Payne. Seems like a huge coincidence that they’ve got the same surname...
David Wright: You’re an idiot at times, you know that?
The bell rings and Atticus and Faith look at one another and charge across the ring, trying to get the best of their opponents early on. Atticus takes Payne straight through the ropes and to the outside while Faith begins pounding on the back of Ebdon as hard and often as he can. He whips Ebdon across the ring, knocking him to the mat with a massive clothesline before raising his arms triumphantly, much to the delight of the crowd. He begins to run the ropes as Ebdon gets back to his feet, knocking him down again with a flying forearm before nipping back to his feet and watching as Atticus goes to work on Payne on the outside, slamming his head down on the announce table before rolling in the ring alongside his tag team partner. Both men pull up the injured Prodigy Champion, who still has his ribs taped after the match at Aversion Therapy, and whip him to the ropes, catching him with a double spine buster that has Ebdon rolling around the ring in pain. Payne attempts to get back up on the apron but Atticus knocks him back to the outside again.
Reggie Stallworth: Well I’ll be damned; the new kids are doing alright!
David Wright: I wouldn’t describe either man as a kid, but I get your point. The game plan is obviously to keep Ebdon isolated but the big question is what happens when they need to go to the outside to get a ladder.
Reggie Stallworth: Maybe by then it’ll be more like a handicap match and... Oh who am I kidding, Payne is twice the size of these guys!
David Wright: Obviously why they’ve started on Ebdon.
Atticus pulls Ebdon back to his feet and drives him in to the corner, driving his shoulder in to the injured ribs of the new Prodigy Champion a few times before standing aside and letting Faith charge at him. Faith flips across the ring but before he can connect with Ebdon the Prodigy Champion gets both his feet up and drives them directly in to Faith’s chest as Faith flips toward him knocking him flat on his back. Atticus begins to pound on Ebdon again, seeing Payne getting back on the apron again and charging across, knocking the Platinum Champion to the floor for the third time in this match. Faith rolls from the ring as Atticus pulls Ebdon out of the corner and locks in a front facelock, lifting him up in a vertical position and stalling there for a second before crashing him down on the mat once again. Faith rolls back in to the ring with a chair in hand and places it across Ebdon’s head, taunting before cutting a little break-dance and attempting to finish it with a leg drop on the chair but Ebdon rolls out of the way and Faith connects with nothing but the chair.
Reggie Stallworth: Ouch, that had to hurt...
David Wright: Faith and Atticus still have the advantage though and... Wait, what the hell is Payne doing?
Payne is going nuts at ringside, pulling out table after table from underneath the ring and setting some up at ringside. He begins to slide one under the ropes and grabs a second, looking to put it underneath the ropes as well but Faith gets back to his feet in time to baseball slide under the ropes and kick the table back in to the face of the Platinum Champion. Meanwhile in the ring Atticus pulls Ebdon to his feet again and drops him with a neckbreaker before climbing the turnbuckles and setting himself on the top rope, leaping off and attempting to connect with an elbow drop on the Prodigy Champion who rolls out of the way yet again and Atticus crash-lands pretty hard, grabbing at his arm in pain. Ebdon rolls to the ropes, holding his ribs as he gets back to his feet and looking down outside the ring where Faith is pounding away on Payne for a few moments before Payne grabs him by the hair and slams his face in to one of the tables that he’s set up around ringside. Ebdon’s attention strays back to the ring again just in time to see Atticus charging at him. He leaps up and drops Atticus with a picture perfect dropkick, rolling back to his feet and raising his arms to boos from the crowd.
Reggie Stallworth: Uh-oh, looks like the party’s over for Faith and Atticus...
David Wright: You can say that again, what the hell is Payne doing?
On the outside of the ring Joshua Payne pulls Rob Faith back to his feet by his hair and slams his head down against the ring steps furiously causing blood to flow from the nose of Rob Faith. He screams at the fans that tonight he wanted the tag titles and now he’s taking it out on “this kid”, picking Faith up and placing him on one of the tables he’s set up before grabbing a chair from beside the ring and smashing it across Rob Faith’s face once again. He rolls in to the ring where Atticus is just recovering from the dropkick and throws the chair to Ebdon before picking up the second chair that’s lying in the ring. Both men wait for Atticus to stumble between them before they throw the chairs in stereo, smashing Atticus’s head between the two of them. Both chairs fly off in opposite directions as Payne points at Faith on the outside and Ebdon grins, running the ropes before flipping over them and crashing down on Faith, driving him through the table.
David Wright: Something tells me that Blake Selters won’t be on Joshua Payne’s Christmas card list when this match is done, I think Payne had his heart set on claiming the tag team titles tonight.
Reggie Stallworth: I’m sure he’ll get over it. And if not he’ll take out his frustrations on Faith and Atticus...
Ebdon’s holding his ribs as he climbs out of the mess that’s left of the table and rolls back in to the ring, sitting in the corner again as Payne pulls Atticus to his feet and rakes his face against the ring ropes. Atticus grabs at his face as Payne begins setting up one of the chairs between the top and middle turnbuckles and points down at Atticus, shouting “YOU WANT TO SEE EMO” at him as he pulls him to his feet by his hair and launches him face first in to the chair. The fans boo loudly as Atticus’s body crumples back in to the ring and Ebdon begins laughing, pulling himself to his feet and setting up the other chair in the middle of the ring. Payne pulls Atticus up and Atticus is bleeding as well now and stands him in the corner as Ebdon charges at him, driving a knee in to his chest before grabbing his head and bulldogging him out of the corner and face first on to the chair. Ebdon sits there as Atticus grabs at his face and rolls around in pain. Faith rolls back in to the ring and charges at both men but Payne just ducks his clothesline attempts and sends him in to the ropes and Ebdon catches him on the rebound, dropping him with a drop toehold face first on to the chair as well. Both men roll around in the ring holding their heads as Ebdon and Payne climb the ropes on either side of the ring and raise their arms.
David Wright: Something tells me the Pantheon is feeling confident suddenly.
Reggie Stallworth: Atticus and Faith had their chance, now Ebdon and Payne are going to show them what being a tag team is all about.
David Wright: And they know that how? They’ve been bickering backstage all evening.
Reggie Stallworth: Hey, even the greatest of teams has occasional disagreements. That doesn’t stop them from getting it done in the ring though.
Ebdon rolls from the ring as Payne drops the recovering Atticus with a massive boot to the face and as Atticus falls down he cracks the back of his head on the steel chair again, grabbing his head in absolute agony as he rolls around the ring. Payne pulls Faith to the corner and sits up on the turnbuckle, pulling at Rob Faith’s hair while pushing down on his shoulders as though he’s actually trying to tear the hair out of his head. Faith is screaming in pain as Payne gets distracted by somebody from ringside throwing a soft drink cup at him and releases Faith to glare at them. Ebdon on the other hand rolls back in to the ring with a staple gun in his hand and smiles as he admires the weapon that he tried to use nine days ago only to have it turned around on him. Payne laughs and stands aside as Faith pulls himself up using the ropes and turns around as Ebdon drives the staple gun in to his head and pulls the trigger, firing off a staple in to the self-confessed pretty-boy’s head. Ebdon grabs him and fires off two more as Payne leans across the ropes at the booing fans and starts screaming at them that he’s not so pretty much more.
David Wright: Ok, these two seem to be enjoying this a little too much now.
Reggie Stallworth: Hell, even I’m enjoying this at the moment!
David Wright: Why does that not surprise me...?
Payne begins setting up one of the tables he slid in to the ring in the far corner as Ebdon stomps on Atticus’s head to keep him down on the mat. When the table is set up the Platinum Champion walks back to the middle of the ring and pulls up Atticus, lifting him up over his shoulders and running toward the table, launching him head first in to the table in a sickening Awesome Bomb variation. The table shatters under Atticus’s weight and the man that Payne described as “emo” just lies there motionlessly. Payne grabs the second table and begins setting it up in the ring as Ebdon lifts Faith on to the top rope. Faith begins to fight back though, blood dripping down his face as he kicks at Ebdon, knocking the Prodigy Champion down before standing on the ropes and leaping off toward Payne, attempting a hurricanrana but Payne catches him and just powerbombs him through the table. The fans begin chanting “HOLY SHIT” as Faith’s body convulses on the mat.
David Wright: Oh good god that had to hurt...
Reggie Stallworth: Ha, I actually thought he was going to get back in to this for a moment there.
David Wright: Don’t you feel in the least bit bad for these kids? They came down here despite the fact that the other two teams in this match dropped out and look what’s happening to them!
Reggie Stallworth: Exactly, look what’s happening! You think Aldrik Ramsden is really hurt? Of course not, he’s faking it so he doesn’t have to go through this as well!
Ebdon pulls himself back to his feet and kicks Faith a few times for good measure as Payne walks across to him and looks at the fans before a smile spreads across his face. He slaps Ebdon on the chest and yells loudly “EBDON... GET THE LADDERS!” The fans boo wildly as Ebdon begins laughing and rolls from the ring, sliding in a fifteen foot ladder as Payne attempts to clear Faith’s broken body from the middle of the ring. Ebdon follows the ladder back in to the ring and begins setting it up in the middle of the ring, looking up at the cloth sack that’s still hanging from the ceiling. As he points up at it laughing Payne is suddenly dropped from behind by a steel chair shot from Atticus who’s barely back on his feet and wielding the chair like his life depended on it. Ebdon jumps down off the ladder and Atticus throws the chair at him, connecting with his face and dropping him to the mat in revenge from earlier. Faith rolls from the ring and somehow begins sliding a second ladder in to the ring which Atticus lays on the mat and grabs Payne, pulling him to his feet and hitting an STO on the ladder. The fans cheer wildly as Atticus grabs Ebdon as well and lays him on top of the Platinum Champion as Rob Faith struggles to climb the turnbuckle.
David Wright: C’MON KID!! YOU CAN DO IT!!
Reggie Stallworth: Way to stay objective.
David Wright: Wait a moment, you’re complaining because I’M not objective? I’ve never heard anybody as biased toward the Pantheon as you are!
Reggie Stallworth: Well I’m the heel, that’s my job. You’re meant to be the objective play-by-play guy. So I say again, way to stay objective, idiot!
Faith makes it to the top rope and struggles to his feet as Atticus points at the two men stacked on top of the ladder and screams at him to “do it”. Faith steadies himself before leaping from the top rope, spinning himself in the air and executing a perfect Shooting Star Leg Drop but...
David Wright: BOTH MEN MOVE OUT OF THE WAY AND ROB FAITH HITS NOTHING BUT THE LADDER!!! That’s it, he’s done!!
Atticus grabs the chair again and swings at Payne who ducks the blow and Ebdon smashes the chair that he’s now holding against the one that Atticus is holding, driving both back in to his face. Atticus stumbles backwards as Payne lifts him up on his shoulders and taunts the Payne Killer but somehow Atticus is able to land on his feet, levelling Payne with a low-blow. Ebdon looks over in surprise as Atticus rushes him, knocking him out of the ring between the ropes and looking up at the bag that’s hanging above the ring. He steadies the ladder that’s still standing in the ring and pulls it in to position, desperately climbing as fast as he can toward the bag but just as he’s got it within reach and needs to go up just one more rung Payne grabs him by the ankle, slamming his foot against the ladder and causing him to scream out in pain. Payne continues to hold on to him as he climbs the ladder behind him now, angling himself so that he lifts Atticus up on his shoulders as he climbs in an electric chair position on Payne’s shoulders. Atticus reaches out desperately for the cloth bag and what would have to be considered an upset but just as he gets his hands on it Ebdon comes springboarding off the ropes and catches him around the neck as Payne drops down to the mat...
Reggie Stallworth: FUNERAL RITES OFF THE LADDER!!!!!!
David Wright: OH! MY!! GOD!!! RYAN ATTICUS JUST CAME OFF THE LADDER FROM DAMN NEAR FIFTEEN FEET IN THE AIR!!!! That’s it, this one is over!! Somebody get some damn help out here...
Ryan Atticus’s body just convulses in the ring as Ebdon pulls himself to his feet holding his ribs in obvious pain. Faith is still down on the mat and Payne looks up first at the cloth bag hanging high above the ring and then at the fallen Faith, deciding to concentrate on Faith instead of the bag and picking him up, setting to drop him in a modified spinebuster across the ladder but before he does so Ebdon grabs his neck and lands a reverse Cutter as Payne drives him down hard across the ladder. The ladder actually cracks with the impact and Faith’s body just bounces off and he clutches at his lower back in absolute agony.
Reggie Stallworth: DEATH SENTENCE!! Ring the bell, this one is done.
David Wright: But are the Pantheon? Payne looks like he wants to inflict more punishment...
Payne just stares down at the two bodies lying in the ring before him as Ebdon begins to climb the ladder, holding his ribs in pain as he gets to the top and unhooks the bag. The bell rings as Ebdon strikes the crucifix pose at the top of the ladder and “No Jesus Christ” by Seether, the theme of the Pantheon, blasts across the PA system. Ebdon looks inside the bag and smiles, climbing back down the ladder again and handing it to Payne who looks inside with a grin as well. He rolls from the ring and reaches underneath, pulling out what looks like a bucket and placing it on the apron as he climbs back in to the ring and lifts it up over the ropes. He laughs at the fans as he begins to pour the contents over the bodies of Faith and Atticus who are completely defenceless at this point.
David Wright: What the hell is he doing? Is that... tar? Why the hell is he... oh no, don’t tell me what was in that bag!
Ebdon rips open the bag and begins to pour the feathers over the bodies of the two men lying in the ring laughing as he does so. “No Jesus Christ” by Seether picks up again as Payne demands that their belts be handed up to them and Ebdon and Payne stand in the middle of the ring looking down at the bodies of Faith and Atticus, which have now officially been tarred and feathered, and each raise their championship belt in to the air.
Reggie Stallworth: Ha!! Who knew Blake Selters had such a good sense of humour, huh?
David Wright: A bag of feathers? I should have guessed it earlier. Well this match might have been a big joke to the Pantheon but they’re not World Tag Team Champions, at least the rest of the company can rest easy tonight knowing that.
Reggie Stallworth: Just imagine how pissed off they probably are right now though. Both men wanted to leave tonight as double-champions and Blake Selters screwed them out of that. He better be careful or he could be the next one lying face down in a pool of his own blood.
The lights are off in the arena and the cleaning staff are just finishing up putting everything away when one of the cleaners tries to open one of the closets and finds it locked. Curiously he opens the door to see a young blonde woman sitting inside, sitting in a bucket and covered in dirty water. He smiles at her as he steps inside and closes the door behind him...
Cleaner: Must be my birthday or something...
And with that we fade to black.