Adrenaline 54

Adrenaline 54

[The show opens up with pyro as it lights up the PWX Stage.  The crowd is roaring on their feet in hot anticipation for a big show.  The camera pans around the arena and catches a lot of different and cool signs.  The Adrenaline theme slowly fades off and we cut to the commentary team.]

Ricky: Good evening ladies and gentlemen!  We are LIVE from the Cox Convention Center in Oklahoma City, OK!

Chris: That’s right, and what a night that we are in store for tonight!  Ashley Graves looks to defend her title as she takes on the ever so rising superstar of Luke Blue!

Ricky: Speaking of which, our first match tonight, is a four way match to determine just who will face the Evolution Champion at End Game!

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Number 1 Contender’s match for the Evolution Championship

[The four men in this match keep the pace very intense. One thing the announcers take not of during the match is that Starrzoe seems a bit off. He doesn't have his usual intensity which leads to much speculation that he caught the same sickness that a lot of the fans at home have caught. Don't get us wrong, he wasn't horrible but it seemed that he was just a step slowly then he usually is. This didn't stop him though, as evidenced by the fishermen's suplex he gave Tweeder as well as the Starr Driver that Saint ate. Even not at 100%, Starr showed why he belongs on this roster.]

[Another major story coming out of this match was how well Torrio hung in there with the other three men. He showed up ready to fight and his speed was well noted in the match. It was actually his Omerta on Johnny Saint late into the match which set up Saint's role in the finish. More on that in a moment though. With Torrio in the hunt for the Evolution Title, I can see why the people around him seemed to step up their game.]

[Saint seemed to be in a whole other zone out there, possibly caused by his anger of being promised a title shot and having to fight for another. You had to feel sorry for the guy at times but, after he hits a Fallen Spike onto Torrio early in the match that Torrio took 3-4 mins to recover from enough to even get back in to the contest, that feeling left. Luck sadly worked against Saint for much of the match, he seemed to be doing everything he needed to win but when your facing 3 other guys, anything can happen and probably will. As he had Tweeder set up at one point to deliver a Falling Star, Starrzoe happened to get knocked into the ropes by Torrio which caused him to lose his balance. Had that not happened, who knows how different the match would have been.

[Tweeder seemed to thrive on this night though, his positioning and timing combined with a lot of luck. While not as intense as Saint on this night, he chose to play a slightly more planned approach. He truly did what it took to get ahead at every opportunity, as evidenced in the finish of the match.]

[Saint is at this point recovering on the outside, he had taken the Omerta from Torrio a little beforehand. Torrio and Starr are exchanging in the center of the ring, Torrio still recovering from the earlier Fallen Spike he had recieved. Starr uses his groggyness to land his Starr Driver. Starr goes to the top rope and lines him up for the Rising Starr. He flys and... Tweeder pulls Torrio out of the ring. Nobodies home as Starr lands hard. Tweeder picks him up and hits a quick Frost Bite. He goes for the cover as Saint notices it. The ref counts the three seconds a moment before Saint breaks up the cover.]

Winner via pinfall: Tweeder!

[Post match, Torrio is recovering on the outside as Starr rolls out of the ring. The ref raises the exhausted Tweeder's hand. Johnny Saint hits him out of nowhere with a boot to the gut. He grabs him and levels him with a Fallen Spike. He holds up three fingers on one hand as he points to the END GAME banner with the other. He counts his fingers. It looks as though he's calling in his title shot at End Game.]

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Ricky: Man I tell ya, the rise of the youth is really starting to become a hot topic amongst the PWX universe.

Chris: Sorta like WWE’s youth movement right?

Ricky: Um…no.  The difference between WWE’s youth movement and PWX’s, is that WWE’s legends are all retiring because, well, their all old.  PWX’s youth movement comes with fashion.  Alot of them are proving that they can play with the main event players and get good spotlight time.

Chris: Hmm…I never thought of it that way.

Ricky: Of course you didn’t.  There’s a reason why I am the lead commentator..

Chris: Well, that wasn’t very nice..

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TIME FOR WAR

This is a call to arms! Gather Soldiers, it’s time to go to war!

The fans begin to boo right away as Jeremiah Belmont appears on the rampway, holding the CWC hardcore title on his shoulder. He slowly walks down to the ring and is handed a microphone along the way.

Jeremiah: At End Game I am set to take on John Ojeda for the Grand Prix championship… and should I win, I would become the first three time holder of that belt… something that would put me in league with someone else… someone who many people either loved or hated, Brad Jackson who was a three time PWX champion.

The fans are still jeering but ‘Miah ignored them and went on.

Jeremiah: Now Ojeda, we know how you are in Deathmatches and any kind of match that doesn’t involve real rules… so it’s with a smile on my face that I get to face you in such a match, where you cannot cattle prod me, cannot steel chair shot me, hell you can’t even kick me in my balls and get away with it this time. While I AM a hardcore wrestler by nature, unlike you, John… I can fit right into the realm of rules and regulation.

???: I’m bored, somebody change the channel please!

These were the words that the audience heard as Jacob Wright appeared on the ramp and slowly made his way to ring side.

Jacob: I mean, c’mon, your ONLY a 2 time champion here.

Jeremiah: Yeah that’s right and each time I won it… I beat YOU for it, so what’s your bloody point, Jacob?

Jacob smirked and shook his head at ‘Miah.

Jacob: ‘Miah, and I’ve beat you twice, what’s your point? Your not the man who’s going to valiantly defeat Ojeda in an epic clash of awesomeness, good versus evil, ugly devil versus beautiful, GOLDEN angel.

Jeremiah: let me guess… that’s you?

Jacob: BINGO! I’m gonna be a FOUR time champion.

Jeremiah rolled his eyes and looked at Jacob before rapturing him just for the hell of it! Jacob hit the mat hard and ‘Miah rolled out of the ring, mic still in hand.

Jeremiah: Over my dead body, Jacob… you are not worthy of anything. And at End Game I am going to defeat John Ojeda and take my place atop the mountain once more.

Jeremiah dropped the mic and walked slowly up the ramp as “Vox Populi” begins to play again.

Ricky: I gotta be honest, Jeremiah Belmont stands pretty comfortably a chance at joining Brad Jackson in the “very” elite club of World Champion material.

Chris: Well the “two” time champions club, we have seen a very unique pattern.  Longevity.

Ricky: Yes.  And there are two on the roster of that capacity.  My man, Brian Hollywood and Jacob Wright.  Then you have Michael Norcia..all have which had a really long reign with the belt.  Will the tides of the elite club fall in favor of Jeremiah?  Only time will tell come time for End Game.  Stay tuned, we’ll be back in a min.

COMMERCIAL BREAK

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Evolution Championship

Special Guest Referee: Josh Graves

Ashley Graves(c) v Luke Blue

Luke Blue’s music hits and he starts trekking down towards the ring, slapping hands with the fans before he slides into the ring and awaits for Ashley Graves. Ashley Graves comes down to the ring with the belt around her waist and slowly and dreadfully walks down towards the ring, knowing that she will have to interact with Josh. As she starts to climb the turnbuckle, Josh’s music cues and Josh stops at the top of the entrance ramp and pauses, glaring down the entrance ramp. He hides the pain and continues to walk down towards the entrance ramp, acting like nothing at all happened. he climbs into the ring and rings the bell and both competitors shake hands. Josh ignores Ashley as she shakes Luke’s hand and Josh starts to officiate the match.

Ricky: Man, Ashely definately not feeling comfortable being in Josh’s presence at all.

Chris: Ashley just needs to focus on the match.  Luke definately has an advantage over her mentally.  However, if she sticks to her skills and talent, Luke could be in alot of trouble.

Luke ties Ashley up into a grapple, but Ashley turns around and locks in a headlock. Ashley starts to choke out Luke, but Josh ignores the hold, trying to mask his feelings, trying to ignore Ashley. Luke starts to fight back and picks Ashley back up and hits a back body drop on her. Luke bounces off the ropes and immediate lands a leg drop on the chest of Ashley. He picks her up and tries to suplex her, but Ashley reveres it and grabs Luke’s legs. Luke cries out a bit, but Josh continues to ignore the move and lets Luke hang in pain for a bit. Luke starts to crawl towards the ropes and gets a rope break, but Josh continues to ignore the move. Luke struggles, but then throws Ashley off his legs and slowly gets back to his feet. He glares right at Josh, but shakes it off, and watches Ashley charge right at him.

COMMERCIAL BREAK

Ricky: Back from our break, and Luke still controls the odds.

Chris: Alot of concentration from Luke.  He wants this championship badly.

Luke immediate ducks and sends Ashley over the top rope, but she rebounds. She grabs Luke, but he thrusts into her stomach and she flies out on the outside and onto the barricade. Josh walks over towards Luke and starts to yell at him to keep it regulation, but Luke doesn’t care. Luke rushes and leaps over the ropes and flies into Ashley and both go crashing into the barricade. Luke starts brawling with Ashley, but Ashley starts to fight back. She tries to whip Luke back into the ring, but Luke whips her into the steel steps and goes into the ring. He restarts the count, and Josh stops the count in the middle of the 5 count and just pauses and stares off at Ashley, almost like he’s got a notion in his head. Luke slams Ashley’s body into the mat and then grabs her and rolls her back into the ring. Luke then grabs her and hits a facebuster on her as she tries to get back up. Luke makes a cover and Josh counts slowly and Luke gets a cover for a 1.5 count.

Ricky: The problem is I can’t even tell if Josh is really being biased or not.

Chris: Josh may be doing it to try and give Ashley some comfortable breathing room that I don’t expect to last very long.

Luke picks Ashley up and then Ashley punches Luke in the gut. Ashley then runs at ropes and hits a crossbody on Luke. She then grabs Luke and hits a T-Bone suplex on him. Josh starts to count Ashley’s pin falls and gives her a two count. Ashley then grabs Luke and whips him into the turnbuckle and tries to hit a missle dropkick, but Luke grabs the ropes and falls back. Ashley gets back up and tries to hit a punch on Luke, but Luke rolls her up and a back slide pin for a 1.75 count. Ashley then kicks out, gets back on her feet and hits a gunpacket kick on Luke. She then whips Luke into the turnbuckle and hits the stinger splash. As Luke’s getting back up, Ashley rushes at Luke and hits a running bulldog.

She rolls Luke over and then Josh gets down on his feet and grins, and starts to fast count the fall.

Fast Count!

1.2.Kickout!

Luke kicks out at a 2.5!

Ashley gets up, glaring a hole into Josh.

Ricky: And this would be where the “I don’t expect this biasness to last very long” comes into effect.

Chris: See, I can call things too you know.

Luke lays down on the ground and recooperates.As Luke gets back to his feet, Ashley walks towards Josh, shaking her head. She walks up to him and gets in his face and whispers into his ear. Josh looks down at the ground disappointed, slides out of the ring and leaves.

Ricky: What the hell?!  Josh just left the ring!

Chris: What the hell did Ashley say to him that caused him to leave?  Must not have been good!

Ashley looks relieved, but Luke immediately grabs Ashley and hits a Blue Thunder. Luke covers Ashley, expecting Josh to count the fall, but Josh exits and the crowd counts to three. Luke looks irate as Josh walks off. He then picks up Ashley and hits a German suplex. He then grabs her and puts her into an Boston crab. Ashley cries out in pain for a while, and struggles, but immediately pushes Luke off. Ashley gets back to her feet and kicks Luke in the gut. Ojeda apprears at the ramp and sends down another referee. Ashley hits the Blade Cutter and lands it perfectly. Ashley makes the cover and the referee counts it for a three count and Ashley retains her Evolution Championship.

Winner and STILL Evolution Champion, Ashley Graves

Ricky: I’m honestly surprised with Ojeda’s behavior as of late.  However, I’m not surprised that he sent another referee down there to make sure Ashley retained.

Chris: Man..poor Luke.  He really got the short end of the stick tonight!  None the less, he’s a great athlete!  This is not the last time we’ll see him fighting for gold like this!

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COMMERCIAL BREAK

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THE EXECUTIVE CHASE

[The camera pans backstage. The door to the back is opened and Mr Executive Brian Hollywood walks through the door. The crowd let's off some loud cheers as Hollywood stands there and stares for a moment. A few moments later, Shawn Lester walks up to Hollywood. He looks at Hollywood as Hollywood looks concentrated on something. Finally, feeling very ackward that nothing is happening, Shawn finally speaks.]

Shawn: Mr. Hollywood?

[Hollywood does not say anything. Instead he squints his eyes and maintains a very concentrated look on his face. Finally Shawn nudges Hollywood while speaking to him at the same time.]

Shawn: Hey are you alr…

[Before Shawn could finish his sentence Hollywood grabs Shawn with a careful look on his face as he whispers.]

Hollywood: Shhh!…

The crowd laughs as Hollywood concentrates again on one particular area beyond the backstage area. Hollywood then leans slowly towards Shawn and then begins to speak. This time louder.

Hollywood: You hear that Shawn?

Shawn just remains absolutely silent and confused as if Hollywood is feeling weird today. Shawn just shrugs his shoulders.

Hollywood: I’ll tell what that is Shawn. Thats the sound of a near future coming Executive Promise! That’s what that is!

The crowd cheers loudly as Hollywood is now starting to get pumped up.

Hollywood: Tonight Shawn I’m not leaving this arena until I find Ojeda and send him leaving with a little thanksgiving gift. An Executive Promise sending his teeth straight down his throat!

The crowd pops again as Shawn continues to remain silent. Hollywood then looks at Shawn and shakes his head as he speaks.

Hollywood: Shawn..your acting weird tonight. Hmm..Dammit Shawn why couldn’t you be this silent when you annoyed me?!

The crowd laughs as Hollywood sighs and walks off down the hallway. Shawn just shrugs his shoulders. Hollywoods voice can be heard in the background as he continues walking.

Hollywood: Damnit Shawn!..

The camera slowly fades from the backstage area back to the announcers.

Ricky:  I’m really glad Hollywood’s back.  This place just isn’t the same without him.

Chris: I have to agree with you on that one.  However, his behavior was slightly weird..

Ricky: It’s Hollywood.  He has those moments sometimes.

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Former Champions Colide: Winner faces Valerie at End Game

Johnny Moxie v Ben Stevens

Ricky: This match is going to be good.

Chris: Well, I’ll say this much..both men want this shot just as bad as the other man does.

Ricky: Stevens just lost the belt. So he will want another shot. Moxie wants to continue to move up the ladder. This will be an epic encounter none the less.

The bell rings as Moxie extends his hand out to Stevens. Stevens stands there for a moment as he stares at Moxie’s hand. He waits for a bit before slowly extending his hand out to Moxie. As Stevens is about to shake Moxie’s hand, Moxie goes for an immediate take down by clotheslining Stevens to the mat. Stevens gets back up as he throws a right into Moxie in which Moxie manuevers out of the way. Moxie, in return, grabs Stevens neck and takes him down with a neckbreaker. Moxie goes for a cover.

ONE

TWO

Kick out.

Moxie brings himself back to his feet. He grabs Stevens and stands him up. Moxie picks him up over his shoulders only for Stevens to reverse it into a hurricanarona. Stevens the ricochets off the ring ropes and comes back and hits Moxie in the face with a missile drop kick. Moxie slams back into the canvas. Stevens ricochets off the ropes again and hits a standing moonsault on Moxie. Stevens goes for the cover.

ONE

TWO

Kick out.

Ricky: Oh wow! Some nice moves by Stevens!

Chris: Stevens came here to play today. He is making sure he does what he must to win this match.

Ricky: It’s no mystery that it takes alot to put Moxie away. That guy is tough to beat. Just wait until he starts playing with the main event players!

Stevens gets back to his feet as he picks Moxie up. He tosses Moxie into the corner turnbuckle. Stevens charges at him and is met with a boot to the face by Moxie. Stevens stumbles back and Moxie charges at him. Stevens grabs Moxie and throws him over his shoulders for Moxie to hit the canvas once again. Moxie rolls in the ring holding his back as he uses the ropes to get up. Stevens then runs at Moxie but Moxie grabs him and launches him over the top rope. Stevens dives and hits the outside. Moxie then ricochets off the ropes and dives over the ropes taking Stevens down. Moxie and Stevens lay outside of the ring rolling around slowly.

Moxie gets to his feet first as he goes to pick Stevens up. Stevens, though, quickly grabs Moxie and throws him into the steel ring steps. Back in the ring, the referee is starting the count.

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2

3

4

Stevens grabs Moxie again, but this time hits a face buster on Moxie using the security wall.

5

6

Moxie notices the count and rolls back into the ring. Stevens is slowly rolling around on the ground outside. Stevens starts to get to his feet slowly.

7

8

Stevens realizes the count and is able to roll in the ring to stop the refs count. Immediately as Stevens rolls into the ring, Moxie is on the offense once more. Moxie releases a flurry of offensive punches and kicks that ultimately lead to a step up enziguri. Stevens falls to the mat and Moxie goes for a cover.

ONE

TWO

THR…..NO!

Ricky: Stevens kicks out!!

Chris: What a match this has become! Neither man will give the other the advantage for too long.

Moxie goes to the top rope. As he gets to the top, Stevens hops to his feet and heads to the corner turnbuckle. Stevens releases a few rights to Moxie as Stevens gets to the very top. The two exchange lefts and rights until Moxie headbutts Stevens in the head. Stevens shakes his head as he appears lightheaded and losing his grip. Moxie then hits a hard right that sends Stevens down to the mat and on his back. Moxie then replaces his balance at the very top rope as he looks down at Stevens. Moxie then goes for the In-Mox-Ication and connects to Stevens. Moxie goes for the cover on Stevens.

ONE

TWO

THREE!

The bell rings as Moxie lay in the ring over a fallen Stevens. Moxie eventually makes it back to his feet where the referee holds his hand in victory. Moxie celebrates his win with a huge smile on his face. He gestures with his hands implying that there will be gold around his waist.

Ricky: Wow what a match! Back and forth action is always the best!

Chris: This was no easy win I’ll tell you that much. Moxie fought hard and just slightly was the better man here tonight!

Ricky: Well, now Moxie will go off at End Game and face Valerie Belmont for the Hybrid Championship!

Winner: Johnny Moxie

The light in the arena fades out as the giant screen at the top of the ramp lights up with white tone, as if to grab the attention of all those in attendance before fading back to black. The arena goes silent as wrestlers and fans alike look on in confusion as giant white letters fly towards the screen, eventually spelling out several different words and forming a sentence.

“I bet you’re happy.”

“I bet you’re enjoying your success.”

“I hope you are.”

“Because Next Week…”

“…I return…”

“…and I’m coming straight for you..”

“See you soon.”

The screen fades back to it’s normal colors as Moxie and Stevens wonder which one of them the message was addressed to, while the fans stare blankly at the to as if trying to figure it out for themselves.

Ricky: What the hell was that…

Chris: I…I don’t know.

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COMMERCIAL BREAK

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THE EXECUTIVE CHASE CONTINUES…

[The crowd cheers as Brian Hollywood is seen walking through the backstage area. He is looking around in all different directions of the building. He walks by a few woman standing backstage. They seem to be consultants of some kind. Hollywood stops by them and speaks.]

Hollywood: Well hello there ladies.

All three ladies are dressed up really nice. They all giggle and say hi to Hollywood.

Hollywood: Hmm…must be another one of JPO’s meetings. I guess the guy has to find some way to stay awake in them.

The crowd laughs as Hollywood scratches his head and coughs.

Hollywood: Ehem, anyways ladies, you haven’t happened to see a built wanna be biker with a shitty leather vest with a bald head that looked like a penis would you?

The crowd laughs again as the ladies all laugh together. They start giggling amongst themselves and all shake their heads at the same time. Hollywood just slowly nods his head.

Hollywood: I see…well ladies, its been fun. But I really gotta go.

Hollywood walks off and around the corner out of sight. A few moments later, he walks back to the ladies with a sense of urgency.

Hollywood: Oh by the way ladies, in your meetings you may wanna work on bettering JPO’s smile next.

Laughter ensues in the audience again as Hollywood jets off around the corner again. This time, Hollywood finds himself in the parking lot. He’s walking around and talking to himself.

Hollywood: Hmmm…Ojeda sure does love dwelling in parking lots. I’m surprised he isn’t a car salesman or something. I’m sure he would be alot happier than he’s going to be that he wishes he was a car salesman.

Hollywood is looking around at all the different cars that are parked in the parking lot. The ones marked for employees grabs his attention.

Hollywood: Now here’s a familiar sight. So many people’s cars, however, don’t see Ojeda’s motorcycle or whatever the hell it is. Hmmm…

Hollywood walks further pointing out everyone’s vehicles as he goes.

Hollywood: Hmm, we have Johnny Saint, Valerie Belmont, Jeremiah Belmont…suprisingly the two don’t travel together…oh well…

Hollywood shrugs and keeps on walking. He looks over to one particular vehicle and walks some more until he stops abruptly. He walks backwards and stops in front of the rather large vehicle just looked at.

Hollywood: Hmmm…interesting. The WhirlyBirdz Charger, Daniel Pollaski’s ride…

The crowd starts to laugh in the background and cheer loudly. Hollywood smiles huge as he strokes his beard.

Hollywood: Oh karma how I love you so much.

Hollywood is detailing the Charger as he walks around it. Before he is able to do anything, Jacob Wright appears and walks over to Hollywood. The crowd cheer some more. Hollywood, who has a set of keys out, quickly puts it back in his pocket as he mutters to himself.

Hollywood: Damn it! Karma must like you alot Dan.

Jacob now meets up with Hollywood.

Jacob: Hey hey, fancy meeting you out here. What’s up shiny hair?

Hollywood: Oh you know, just admiring the scenery…

Jacob shakes his head but smiles at the same time.

Jacob: Uhuh, this is some… interesting scenery. Kinda looks like what’s his Birdz vehicular unit to me. You weren’t going to…

Hollywood: Ok, Ok, so I was going to maybe key Pollaski’s car or light it on fire or something. But I got bored. I couldn’t find Ojeda’s bike because I was actually going to steal it. But that’s besides the point.

Hollywood and Wright are now walking away from Pollaski’s ride as Jacob is still curious about Ojeda.

Jacob: You were gunna steal Ojeda’s bike?

Hollywood: Well, I was going to steal it and then burn it..or maybe selling it would have been better. But that’s no fun because I’m already rich.

Jacob nods his head slightly while smiling.

Jacob: Kinda unoriginal if you ask me, now selling it whilst its ablaze…

Hollywood: Speaking of Ojeda, have you seen him around tonight?

Jacob: Honestly, no. My money is that him and Ashley snuck into the back of the Birdz RV for some…. warmup. Nah though, I haven’t seem the gleam from his bald head in about a week now.

Hollywood: Damn it. I’m not having the best of luck either. I too know he’s in a match tonight. Hell, that match is actually real soon. That bastard is hiding. He knows I would immediately beat the shit out of him. I told him that I am the only other member on this roster who knows him just as well as he does. He knows that I’m the only one who is not afraid to beat the shit out of him and face him. Which is why tonight, I’m making it an Executive Promise that I find him and deliver nothing short of an Executive Promise down his throat. Even if I have to go down to that ring during that match and do it.

Jacob:…What’s with this patience? You know you could return the favour and marcheth thyself down to the ring…

Hollywood: Uh…yes, I knew that. Hell, I don’t care about the damn rules. I was going to go down there and beat his ass anyway. I mean, what rule haven’t I broke around here yet?

Jacob: The ones against incest I hope…

Hollywood: Funny.

Hollywood and Wright start to walk back towards the inside.

Hollywood: By the way…you should tag the Charger. It needs a new look to it.

Jacob smiles and shakes his head,.

Jacob: Oh trust me… I got something up my sleeve… hehe

Hollywood: Meh. I’ll leave you to your thing then, good luck Jacob.

Jacob just shrugs his shoulders as him and Hollywood walk back into the building. Jacob reaches into his sleeve and literally pulls something out of it. Its a bumper sticker that reads ‘Jacob Wright’s #1 Fan’ He smiles slyly as he creeps to the back of the Charger as the camera pans back to the ring.

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Ricky: Haha, talk about bad karma.  I got to admit, I really did forget about what Pollaski did to Hollywood’s limo.

Chris: Not to mention how many different things Pollaski did to Hollywood’s limo.

Ricky: Well, if one thing is certain, its that Brian Hollywood intends to deliver a little message in the form of an Executive Promise to Ojeda before this night’s over.

Chris: Let’s hope Hollywood delivers and keeps that Promise..

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PWX World Tag Team Championship Match

The WhirlyBirdz(c) v Global Revolution

[The usual ring ropes have been removed from the turnbuckles; and in its place is an entanglement of barbed wire. The two competitors are staring at each other from opposite corners of the ring. Two of the four corners have babred wire boards; while the other two just have a tangle of barbed wire at the top turnbuckle.]

Ricky: These two are having a little bit of a problem in their relationship as of late.

Chris: That they are Ricky. Jenna Himmler cashed in her Future Legends Cup championship just for the chance to take a crack at her old man.

Ricky: Apparently, John Ojeda actually doesn’t want to fight someone here.

Chris: Either way, his reasons are purely selfish. You heard so earlier.

[The two meet in the center of the ring. Ojeda shakes his head and looks at Jenna. Jenna reaches out and smacks John in the mouth with an open hand. John shakes his head and looks at Jenna. She winds back and smacks John in the mouth again; leaving a big red handprint on his face. John looks back at Jenna with an angry glare. Jenna winds back and punches John in the mouth. John turns his head back and looks down at Jenna. She goes to throw another punch; but John blocks it and grabs her arm. He whips her in the direction of the barbed wire. Jenna slides out of the ring backwards under the barbed wire and looks at John with her arms out and a cocky smile]

Ricky: Jenna just hauled off and bitch smacked our Grand Prix champion.

Chris: And completely uncharacteristically, he didn’t do anything about it.

Ricky: Here it comes, the hard lesson!

Chris: Jenna escapes under the bottom of the wire.

[John stomps across the ring towards the barbed wire. Jenna grins and motions for him to get out of the ring and follow her outside of the ring. John slides out of the ring, only to be greeted to fists into his side and his back. John reaches a hand out and pushes Jenna away from him and back towards the guard railing. John starts towards the guard railing and Jenna nails him with a punch to the face. Jenna goes to fire off another punch but John blocks it. John grabs Jenna by the head; turns her, and then whips her over the guard railing and into the audience. John climbs over the railing and follows her, along with the camera crew; picking up all the carnage.]

John Ojeda: I told you I didn’t want to do this! But no… we just have to have this fight!

Jenna Himmler: Fuck you!

[Jenna grabs a chair and throws it at John’s head from her knees. John takes the shot and just shrugs it off. Jenna throws another chair and it staggers John back a bit. Jenna gets up with a chair in hand and swings it at John’s head. John takes a step back and shrugs it off. She swings again and he takes it clean in the head but is still standing. Jenna swings again and John stumbles forward a bit. Jenna swings a fourth time and puts Ojeda down to a knee. Jenna swings three more times before her boyfriend is finally laid out on the ground.]

Ricky: This whole I don’t want to fight you attitude is not doing Ojeda very well.

Chris: Ricky, he’s getting his ass kicked.

Ricky: No, that wasn’t totally obvious by the seven chair shots to the head he took.

Chris: He’s going to be lucky to get up from that.

[Jenna goes to pick John up, and when she gets him up; John’s head is bleeding profusely from the chair shots she had given him. Jenna picks John up and whips him into the bleachers. People go scattering and John goes tumbling into the bleachers. He tries to get up; but he only gets knocked to the top of the bleachers by Jenna. John gets back to his feet and Jenna throws a punch. John blocks it and throws one at Jenna. She ducks it and a fan gets popped in the mouth. Jenna throws another one that is blocked. John throws another punch at Jenna. John connects with Jenna and she flies backwards and landing on one of the bleacher seats on the back of her head. Her body rolls down the rest of the bleachers and to a rest on the concrete floor. ]

Ricky: John Ojeda is bleeding like a stuck pig.

Chris: Ricky, this is a fight.

Ricky: I can see that. Jenna just took a big shot.

Chris: She went down those bleachers bad. Can she get up.

[John picks Jenna up and grabs her by her hairs. John whips Jenna back through the crowd and over the guard railing into the ring side area. John climbs over the railing and picks Jenna back up; he picks her up and rolls her back into the ring. John slides in and goes to pick Jenna up. Jenna springs up and nails John with a drop kick that sends him back into the barbed wire. John leans into the barbed wire and groans as it leaves punctures and scrapes in his back. Jenna gets up and grabs his arm and whips him into the corner with the barbed wire board. John hits the barbed wire board and it breaks; folding up around him. Jenna runs over and rips the board off of him along with the barbed wire. She goes for a cover.]

1

2

[John Ojeda kicks out.]

Ricky: John Ojeda is back into the barbed wire.

Chris: That seriously hurts. That could end his night.

Ricky: John is a king of the death match; that’s not going to end his night.

Chris: John Ojeda kicks out.

[Jenna growls in frustration and walks over to the ref, arguing with him about the count. John starts to get out of the wreckage and gets up, bleeding from his back. John starts walking up behind Jenna who turns around and looks up at John. John picks Jenna up and carries her over to one of the corners with the barbed wire bunched up in it. John drops Jenna snake eyes style into the barbed wire. She hits, yelps, and falls back flailing around. Blood is pouring from her head. John walks over and covers her.]

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[Jenna kicks out.]

Ricky: Jenna shouldn’t be arguing with the ref, that’s gonna cost her.

Chris: She just went face first into that barbed wire.

Ricky: She’s bleeding!

Chris: And she kicks out! She’s got some fight left in her.

[John picks up Jenna and slings her over his shoulder like he’s going to give her the Viking Sledge. John goes for it; but Jenna lands on her feet. She stands up quickly and catches John in the clinch while he’s surprised that she landed on the ground. Jenna raises her knee and pulls down on John’s head; connecting with a big muay thai knee. John pops backwards and lands on the other barbed wire board. Jenna runs into the wreckage and covers Ojeda.]

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[Ojeda kicks out weakly.]

Ricky: Chris, Ojeda might be out. He caught that knee!

Chris: When Jenna connects with that knee it’s usually lights out for her opponents.

Ricky: Ojeda kicks out!

Chris: What’s it going to take for her to put him away and shock the world.

[Jenna rolls John from the wreckage and starts to beat on him. John strikes Jenna in the stomach. John grabs Jenna and hooks her for a suplex. He picks her up in the air and runs forward; dropping her down onto the barbed wire stomach first. Jenna howls and rolls into the ring. John picks up Jenna up off the ground and throws her into the corner with the barbed wire in it. He comes charging in with a body avalanche. He steps back and Jenna stumbles out of the corner a bloody mess. John picks her up quickly with a fisherman’s suplex and spins her out backwards and catches her with a knee to the back of her head. John rolls over and immediately covers her.]

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Winner: John Ojeda

A Show of Respect

[John Ojeda gets up from the mat after pinning Jenna Himmler and helps her get back to her feet. He holds her up to keep her from dropping back to the mat. John motions for a microphone. He’s handed one by Alexis Lace. John is breathing hard and bloodied from his ordeal.]

John Ojeda: Jenna…

Jenna Himmler: Don’t even say it John, I know.

John Ojeda: No, you don’t know.

Jenna Himmler: Yeah, I do. You’re going to say I told you so and be a cocky bastard.

John Ojeda: Nope, that’s not what I was going to do.

Jenna Himmler: Oh, so you were gonna gloat.

John Ojeda: The thought had crossed my mind, but nope.

Jenna Himmler: Then what?

[Ojeda leans Jenna back and places a big, long kiss on her lips to the crowds whistles and cheers. He slowly breaks away from it.]

John Ojeda: You kicked my ass pretty good there girl. I love ya babe.

Jenna Himmler: So you’re going to stop talking shit.

John Ojeda: Not entirely, but I’ll shut up for now.

Jenna Himmler: Good, cuz I don’t wanna fight you again.

[Ojeda drops the microphone and then once again happy couple climbs out of the ring and walks up the ramp together as the camera fades out.

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