7.31.08

Iowa City, Iowa

Carver Hawkeye Arena

Two weeks ago, a new age dawned on pro wrestling fans worldwide. The eight year long run League of American Wrestling, officially ascended into a global alliance of monumental status. It subsequently gave birth to Pro Wrestling: Revolution and a second generation of excitement began!

Filled with the standard favorites, a new concept was unleashed to the fans and wrestlers alike. The Evolution Division, brought down the house, as Ric E Lectric took on hall of fame, Red Hot Rob Taylor. While the matched ended in some controversy, it gave a glimpse of what is yet to come. Also, the daredevil, Ambit, then took on Kyle Travis, in a bout that ended quicker than people might have expected.

Perhaps the biggest news to come out of the debut of Unleashed, was the return of Geoff E Matthews. Whom, under the guise of The Crimson Beauty, made her intentions known to FUW World Heavyweight Champion, DaWildChild. Their past issues will explode tonight as The Devil's Advocate will defend against Geoff in match everyone has been anticipating for years.

Tonight the revolution continues!

Unleashed began with announcers, Lucious Sadler and Sledgehammer standing in the ring.

Lucious Sadler: “Welcome fans to the second episode of Unleashed. We are live in Iowa City, Iowa and the Carver Hawkeye Arena is jam packed tonight for what is sure to be an eventful broadcast. I am Lucious Sadler, the man next to me needs no introduction. Sledgehammer, tonight five bouts have been scheduled by management. It gets no bigger than the FUW World Heavyweight Championship.”

Sledgehammer: “Well the experts would have you believe, FUW is nothing more than a joke. That whatever small glory they once had is not worth reclaiming. Well a World Championship is no joke and DaWildChild is hardly a joke either. His challenger tonight, that is a different story.”

Lucious Sadler: “You would be referring to Geoff E Matthews, who made her eventful return last week. We had wondered for months who this Crimison Beauty was and last week, DaWildChild found out first hand.”

Sledgehammer: “She certainly made quite an impact, but come on, this is Geoff. She can't decide if she is a man or a woman. Has been known to literally fall asleep in the ring. In the nearly two years she has resurfaced, she has not shown any respect for what everyone else does. Yet, tonight she gets a chance to become a world champion. Either FUW is desperate or the critics might just be right about this promotion.”

Lucious Sadler: “Well that match will be taking place later tonight. Also tonight, Kyle Travis will be taking on the man known as Risk. The Engima, is officially not welcome in this company and The Owner is sending Travis to give that message to him personally.”

Sledgehammer: “He picked the wrong man to send that message. Kyle Travis is the lowest form of humanity and as I stated last week, does not have it in him to accomplish the task. Risk is gonna win tonight and Travis might just be the one sent a message.”

Lucious Sadler: “Can Risk overcome the odds, though? We know The Watchmen will be lurking about keeping close tabs on the match.”

Sledgehammer: “It's gonna take more than a bunch of hooded vigilantes to get rid of Risk. Just remember this. The cause in which Risk stands for, is bigger than any one member of The Uprising. If Risk goes down, there will be someone to take his place.”

Lucious Sadler: “Interesting. A huge rematch will take place, Red Hot Rob Taylor now cleared for action will face Ric E Lectric. Though, one must wonder how healed he is after the internal injuries he suffered two weeks ago.”

Sledgehammer: “One thing you must take in account, Rob is a man full of pride. Yes, he is arrogant and the ego is the size of small country, but Rob does not know the word quit. He should take it easy, wait a few more weeks. He has chosen not to and well, Lectric is the type of man to make him reconsider that decision.”

Lucious Sadler: “Their last encounter debuted the Evolution Division. Tonight, Cro Detrin will once again take on Diablo. This time, in that division. Perhaps this time, we shall see a definite conclusion.”

Sledgehammer: “Cro is well trained assassin facing a well trained beast. On paper, these two competitors are nothing a like. Yet, they really are in the same spectrum of style. Really, I would like to see these two men combine their efforts and make a run at the tag team championships. In the meantime, we shall see them lock horns in what I feel will be the sleeper match of the night.”

Lucious Sadler: “And finally, a six person tag team bout pitting Revelations against Johnny Rampage, Missy and Super Kal.”

Sledgehammer: “Well I am sure everyone is gonna expect to some hijinks with Super Kal in there. I have heard rumors that Plago and Manu want to try some Kal tossing. They are under estimating a man who once was a world champion. Super Kal, if properly focused, is just as dangerous as anyone in that ring.”

Lucious Sadler: “It's gonna be quite a night, Iowa City. We thank you for joining us here and all out viewers watching on LEN as well.”

Six Person Tag Team Match:

Revelations Vs Johnny Rampage, Missy & Super Kal

Referee: Jose Cuervo

Beth Newsport: The following contest is set for one fall and a no time limit. Introducing first, at a combined weight over eight hundred pounds. From Samoa, Asia and Rome City, Indiana. Manult'a, Plago Khan and Final Gladiator...Revelations!”

[A blood red hue comes over the arena as Alice Cooper’s “Somewhere in the Jungle” begins to play. As the lyrics begin, smoke begins to roll in on the stage and midnight blue spotlight focuses on three individuals rising out of the smoke to appear at the top of the ramp. Standing in the middle dressed in black suit with a blue shirt and a solid black tie is Frank Ruetgers. To his left standing at 6’ 1” 190 lbs., the Asian high-flying/martial artist Plago Khan. He is dressed in a white gi with Asian body art and a shaved head. He is very calm and focused as he stares down his opponents in the ring. To Frank’s right, standing at 6’3” 243 lbs. the Samoan terror, Manuti’a, dressed in brown tights with his bone necklace rattling as he shifts from foot to foot. His bushy long afro sways as he trembles in anticipation of being able to punish his next victim. The tag team title belts glisten in the midnight blue hue.]

[The three walk down to the ring on “The rivers will flow with blood”. Plago circles to the left and Manuti’a circles to right around the ring as “Listen somewhere in the jungle you can hear the devil laughing”. The two men take up opposing sides of the ring and just stare at their opponents. Frank still standing at the foot of the ramp way, with a rap of his cane, they spring to the apron and slide through the ropes. Gladiator has a mic and something to say.]

Final Gladiator: “There has been a lot of talk lately and not enough action. Tonight that all comes to a screeching halt. My men and myself are gonna prove without a shadow of doubt, who is the most dominant force in this company. You are looking at the future PWR World Tag Team Champions and World Champion, respectively. I know our opponents disagree, but like Super Kal, they are arguments will just come up a bit..short!”

A jolly old chuckle from Gladiator and crew do little to endear themselves to the crowd.

Final Gladiator: “Now if I could be serious for one moment, do you three really think you can beat us? Rampage, this isn't our first dance together..it may end up being your last though. You were champion most of last year only cause I was putting everyone to the test. Well, everyone failed the test. Now, I will take what nature already has selected as mine. I am the king of the jungle and a such, I demand you come down here and show the king, due respect. Bow and I might just show you a little mercy!”

Gladiator looks over at Plago, and then over to Manu, who are waiting patiently next to him n the ring.

Final Gladiator: "Oh and did I mention Plago is searching for a bride? I told him Missy is just a whore, but Plago can be very stubborn. Then there is Kal, I am sure the children would love a new play toy. What's it gonna be, mercy or something much worse?”

Pyro explodes in brilliant fashion, as “Cocky” by Kid Rock plays. The fans get up off their seats and cheer in anticpation of the arrival of the only true all-star in PWR today. That and the pervs waiting to see Missy. Then those who are truly in it to see Kal tossed around the ring. The threesome rush out towards the ring without warning. Well Rampage and Missy rush out, Kal is more like sprint.

Rampage ands Manu begin. The lock up, reverse hammerlocks. Manu gains control and shoots Rampage off the ropes. Rampage rebounds and Manu catches him with a kick to the gut. Manu hooks Rampage’s trunks and lifts him to the air. He turns and drops him front first at his corner.

Lucious Sadler: “Manu just suplexed Rampage near his own corner.”

Missy tags in and jumps over the top rope. Manu’s jaw drops, as the crazy psycho enters the ring. She rubs her hands together while smiling deviously at Manu. Manu licks his lips and starts begging her to attack. Missy slowly approaches Manu, who does the same. All of sudden, there is a commotion in a corner. Manu looks over and Plago is wanting to come in.

Sledgehammer: “This is quite interesting. I believe it is the first time anyone has wanted to face Missy.”

Manu nods and walks over to tag in Plago. Manu slips out of the ring, as Plago takes his place. He reaches out towards her, not noticing the look of devious nature on her face. She suddenly grabs Plago by arm and pulls him towards her. She extends her free arm and slams it against his chest. She runs Plago’s head into the top turnbuckle and turns him to the other side, slamming his head on that turnbuckle to. She lifts him in the air and drops him with a brain buster. She goes to make the cover, but Manu slides in and breaks it up. Rampage shoots him a glance and Manu goes back to his corner.

Lucious Sadler: “Manu backed off there, not sure why. It's not like Rampage is ten feet tall or anything.”

Sledgehammer: “You have never seen Rampage's darkside. I suggest you never want to either.”

Missy gets up and brings Plago to a vertical position. She shoots Plago over to his corner and Plago tries to make a tag. Manu reaches out, but just misses making contact. Plago stops and barks at Manu. He turns back around and is met with a dropkick. She scoops Plago up and slams him to the mat. She scoops him up again and slams him to the mat. Plago gets up and Miss sees him. She connects with a high knee lift and then positions Sanghetti between his knees.

Lucious Sadler: Uh oh, Missy could be getting ready to put Plago away here.”

She starts to lift him for a power bomb, but an errand elbow from Plago catches Referee Cuervo in the face. He staggers off shaking his head in confusion. Missy drops Plago on the mat and tries to pin him, but Cuervo is still reeling from the blow. Gladiator comes into the ring and Missy never sees him coming. He takes her down with the biggest boot in all of wrestling. Missy crumbles to the mat, as Rampage hits the ring. He jumps on Gladiator's shoulders and forces them both out of the ring. Kal comes in to check on Missy, but Manu grabs the little guy and starts a midget version of the giant swing. When is all said and done, Kal is upside in a corner and Plago is covering Missy.

Lucious Sadler: “What a crime this would be if Plago is able to secure the victory here!”

Sledgehammer: “I second that motion.”

Manu throws Cuervo down next to the pin and leaves the ring. Not quite aware, but enough aware of his surroundings, Cuervo begins his count.

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Thr...NO! Missy kicks out of the pinfall attempt and many fans hearts begin decending backing to place. At the same time. Rampage slams a chair across Gladiator's back. Gladiator grabs his back, as Rampage takes the edge of the chair and drives it down against Gladiator's knee cap. He is about to make contact once more, when Manu grabs the chair out of his hands. Rampage turns around and gets waffled himself. Manu throws the chair away and heads back to the ring. Climbing to the top rope, he perches himself there while shouting something at Plago. Plago moves off Missy and Manu leaps off, driving downward. A headbutt connects with Missy's own head. Manu rolls out of the ring with a migraine, as Plago covers Missy again.

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This the three count is made, but not without some feeling worse than they thought they would.

Match Outcome: Revelations via pinfall at the 8:06 mark.

A logo flashes across the screen. It belongs to the promotion, Tiger Wrestling Nation. The logo disappears and it looks like we are seeing live action. Only the people are unknown...

Unknown Ring Announcer: Tonight ladies and gentlemen you will bear witness to what the board and I like to call…"Evening the playing field." For too long there has been nothing but rumors and lies dedicated to the way this company is being run. Right now we have THREE owners. We have THREE owners with conflicting interests in regards to the Universal Championship. I couldn’t possibly name Hunter the number one contender because of his ten percent. I can’t let Fang get the title shot. Sorry Fitzsimmons…that’s just the way it is. I can’t let Dymond have a hand in picking his opponent either. So, what we have devised is a rather unique system that will be just as fair AND unfair to Fang, Dymond, and Hunter. At our next Pay Per View will have a triple threat match for the TWN Universal Championship. As of right now the match will feature Fang, Hunter, and Dymond. That’s as of right NOW. The board has decided unanimously that each of these men will have their spot in the match on the line for EVERY MATCH until the PPV. If any of them are pinned or submit…then they will lose their place in the title match to whoever beat them. Thanks for your time.”

The video fades to black. Words appear on the screen. “To be Continued..”

Lucious Sadler: “What you just saw, wrestling fans, was just the start. We've been sent further updates from what I understand was an interesting night in Atlanta for our sister promotion, Tiger Wrestling Nation. Of course, you can see the entire show right now by visiting twn.law-wrestling.com.”

Sledgehammer: “Tiger Wrestling Nation has been around for almost a year and they have grown into quite a force in the industry. I quite a fan of few of the guys over there. Definitely a welcome addition to the LAW family.”

Lucious Sadler: “Very much. Well, we have some action ready ourselves. The Evolution Division is next to be highlighted. Cro Detrin and Diablo have already made their way to the ring, pre match introductions have finished lets get to the action.”

Evolution Division Match:

Cro Detrin Vs Diablo

Referee: Daria Jenkins

The bell rings and both men start off by sizing each other up. Diablo calls for a test of strength. As Cro accommodates the request, Diablo lifts his foot up and connects with Cro’s mid section. Cro bends over, reeling from the blow. Diablo clubs him on the back of the neck with his forearm. Cro drops to one knee. Diablo grabs him by the arm and kicks him in the chest. Diablo heads to the ropes and gets caught with a sudden big boot to the face.

Cro pulls Diablo up with both hands and tosses him across the ring. Diablo lands near a corner, as Cro lumbers over almost toys with Diablo, pushing him with his foot. He bends down and drags Diablo to his feet. Diablo fires off a straight right hand that stuns the larger Cro. Diablo fires off another right hand, Cro blocks it and connects with a high knee to the stomach. He drags Diablo into the corner and slams his head against the turnbuckle.

He yanks Diablo out and shoots him across the ring. Cro runs after and nails a running clothesline that catches Diablo in the back of the head. Diablo drops to knee. Cro pulls him up and lifts him on to the top turnbuckle, so that Diablo is facing the fans. Cro climbs up and hooks him. Cro lifts him up and begins to fall back. Diablo swings himself around and executes a bulldog in desperation. Cro lays motionless on the mat, as Diablo rolls out of the ring to catch his breath.

Lucious Sadler: That was one hell of a move by Diablo. Knew exactly where he was and did what was need.

Sledgehammer: And it looks the weaponry is gonna come in to play. This is gonna get nasty in a hurry.

Diablo begins searching underneath the ring for something and pulls out a huge wrench. Just as he does, the fans begin to boo, as a member of The Watchmen makes his or her way out. Diablo sees em and smiles. He rolls into the ring with the wrench and begs The Watchmen member to come get him. The Watchmen member stands just outside the ring, watching. Diablo turns around and brings the wrench down across Cro’s back.

Cro rolls out of the way. Diablo brings the wrench down again, but Cro rolls out of the way. Diablo goes to do so again, but an arm appears and nails him the balls. Diablo drops the wrench and turns around to see The Watchmen member there. The Watchmen member winds up and clocks him in the face with a right hand. Diablo drops to one knee. The Watchmen member backs up, starts to run at Diablo, but Cro stands up with the wrench.

The Watchmen member stops and watches Cro slam the wrench on the back of Diablo’s head. Diablo falls to the mat, eyes rolling up in the back of his head. The Watchmen member nods and exits the arena.

Lucious Sadler: “We heard The Watchmen were out to keep things fair. This I do not see being a prime example of it.”

Sledgehammer: Well it’s Diablo’s fault. He brought the wrench in. Not to mention, tried to make this something it is not.”

Cro lifts him up into a power bomb, drops Diablo against the ropes, circles around and drops him as hard, as possible. his time, Cro lifts him, sprints and drops Diablo out of the ring. Watching as Diablo lands folded up, before laying face first on the mats below. Cro rolls Diablo over the pin.

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The bells sounds and Solace raises Cro’s arm.

Newsport: Here is your winner Cro Detrin!!!!!

Cro looks down menacingly at Diablo, before stalking off.

Lucious Sadler: “Well, this was definitely not what we want to see in an Evolution Division Match. I am kinda surprised Referee Jenkins allowed everything to take place. Per the rules, this match should have been thrown out immediately once that wrench came into play.

Sledgehammer: “Perhaps, but then we do not know what The Watchmen have instructed the referee crew to do. It could be, if The Watchmen make any move in a match the match is supposed to continue.”

Lucious Sadler: All in all, an impressive win for Cro. Certainly, more then I expected out of him. But that is another story, for another time.”

Sank gets an angry look on his face and charges Kage, but Kage takes him out with a clothesline. Sean starts laughing. The ref moves around the ring to keep clear of the melee.]

Jace Johnson: That has to hurt a bit.

Gannon Grimsley: That kid is too small to be in the ring.

Greg Laurie: Ruby Gloom as proven that size doesn’t matter in the ring. It’s about skill and desire. Let’s see what this kid has going for him.

Jace Johnson: I’m sure he’s got some skills; otherwise Jimmy would not have signed him to a TWN contract.

Sank gets back up and drops a spinning heel kick to the throat of Kage; Kage staggers back gasping for air. Sank climbs the nearest turnbuckle and attempts to splash Kage, but is caught mid air.

Jace Johnson: OH MY GOD! KAGE JUST CAUGHT SANK THE TANK BY THE THROAT MID-AIR!!!

Gannon Grimsley: Kage is on his game tonight.

Kage lifts Sank up with both hands and sets Sank up for the K9 (Khali bomb) but Sank kicks Kage in the jewels and Kage drops him. Sank runs back to the turnbuckles and executes a flying elbow to the back of Kage’s neck. Kage goes down on one knee. Sank goes back to the top turnbuckle once more.

Greg Laurie: Sank is gaining a little ground now.

Jace Johnson: But Kage could unexpectedly stand up and grab Sank as he did earlier.

As Sank reaches the top rope and starts to execute a springboard leg drop Sean Cassidy grabs Sank’s leg and he crumples down to the mat. Kage gets up and maneuvers Sank into a torture rack.

Jace Johnson: This match is all over. Kage is about to perform his finisher: The Revolution.

Gannon Grimsley: It’s a torture rack followed up with a spinning slam, right?

The footage fades out as the words “Watch the conclusion of this match on http://twn.law-wrestling.com. Stay tuned for further updates.”

“Muwahahaha” the unmistable of voice of Dave Drahiem of Disturbed bring to life the newest diabolocal musical tale of the band, “Into The Fire”. Out walks, none other than...

Sledgehammer: “Oh lovely. I had personally hoped we never saw his face around here again.”

Lucious Sadler: “Agreed. Eric NeCross in PWR? This can only spell trouble.”

Eric strolled the ring as if time was on his side. Casually, he entered the ring. Many of the fans should their dislike for Eric by tossing rotten veggies at him. Of course those fans were instantly escorted out of the building.

Lucious Sadler: “I am almost afraid to ask what he wants.”

Sledgehammer: “We do not want to know, I am sure. He is gonna tell us anyway.”

Eric, striking fear with the minimal of glances towards Beth Newsport, grain control over her microphone. He leaned down, picked it up and began tapping it with his hand. The music died, but the fear only just began.

Eric NeCross: “Well it is nice to see people have not forgotten me. I appreciate the warm welcome, really I do. It's been what, a couple of months? Seems like it was just yesterday I came out here and was told by The Boss, no not that boss. Our glorious leader, Mr Fugiasshole, if I lost a match against that incapable brit and his lover, the Canadian Loser, I could no longer team with Diablo. Furthermore, the group that caused fear in everyone, could no longer be. Alright, we lost. No more Omega Collective. I can deal. But guess what, I am now told that I must come out here and give everyone an apology. I must apologize for my behavior. I must say reannounce my wicked ways and choose a path of less destruction. Why? Because he wishes it. He commands it. He demands it.”

Eric pauses and strokes his goatee.

Eric NeCross: “Well, because he wants it, I must do it right? After all, he employs me and if I want to further be gainfully employed I should do as I am told. Weeel, I have problem. You see, I have never really had a good relationship with authority. Actually, to be honest, it's been really a hate/hate relationship. I do not like being told what to do, how to do it and you can imagine how I feel about this little order.”

Lucious Sadler: “Sledge I do not like the way this going one bit.”

Sledgehammer: “I do not imagine anyone does.”

Eric NeCross: “So, I guess you can come to the conclusion yourself. I am not gonna apologize, rennounce my wicked ways. In fact, I am gonna proclaim, it will only get worse. Oh yes, worse. How much worse can it get? Peeople, really this is Eric NeCross you talking about. My dream, what you would call nightmares, are filled with sorts of ways I can be wicked. I mean just the other day, I woke and jotted down at least a good ten page destructive scenerio. See it involved me getting a barrel of gas, putting your most beloved star in it and lighting a match. Now doesn't that sound like a riot, children? So you see, all you did Raggedy Andy, is inspire me to be even more of a son of a bitch. I heard something really true recently. It made me think, which you never want to see happen. I look around and I see that Canadian Loser for example. He tires to be all mean, all vicious. While true that he may be, he has weakness. He is in this for fortune. He wants titles, because we all know titles command respect. Hey Kyle, should the day ever come that you actually have a title, be assured of one thing. Your one Ass Flossing away from great pain.

“You got Final Gladiator, proclaiming himself to be the King of The Jungle. Oh Gladdy, I use to like you so much. You and I were quite a force. But you know what happened, I realized something about you. You are sane. I am sorry, but sanity is..a bitch and oddly enough, I am kinda curious about making your my bitch. Oh don't worry, I am not playing for Kyle's team. I just think it would neat to take my hand, reach down your throat and rip out your guts. I might play with them for a while, but I think in the end they would make for a great addition to my wardrobe. An instestional necklace. Yeah, sounds like fun.”

By now if the fans were not repulsed and looking to barf, Eric was far from finished.

Eric NeCross: “So I said to myself, isn't there anyone here that well is just in it for the fun? I mean, hey anyone can be champion. Which explains how someone like DaWildChild became champion. I guess what I am saying is, why be like everyone else. If you want to stand out in a crowd, be noticed, you have to be a little different. That's me, that is me. So, back to what I heard said recently. The quote was..”This city needs a better class of criminal.” I agree and it sounds like a splendid idea. So I say, PWR needs a better class of evil. I am that class and I am proud to take up that responsibility. Right here and now, I proclaim PWR..my wrestling company. You have two choices. Walk with the devil or the devil will walk all over you. Well I guess there is three, but I do not think any of you can stay out of my way long enough. So, that is your choice people. You either work for me or your guts become my next toy!”

Eric slowly lowered the microphone, lowered his head his eyes stayed looking up, he got this grin that made you shit yourself in fear.

Sledgehammer: “Um, yeah..we'll back.”

Ruby Gloom and Flash Lightning circle the ring eyeing each other carefully. After a moment they pause and then lock up. Flash Lightning gains the advantage quickly and slingshots Ruby Gloom into the ropes, but Ruby Gloom springboards from the second rope into a flying back elbow. Flash Lightning moves to the side and Ruby Gloom lands flat on the mat.

Jace Johnson: Well scouted by Flash Lightning. He knew Ruby Gloom uses those ropes to help propel herself as a weapon.

Flash Lightning kicks Ruby Gloom while she’s down; the crowd boos him. Flash Lightning grabs Ruby Gloom and sets her up for his finisher.

Jace Johnson: This could be a very quick match.

Gannon Grimsley: Don’t count her out yet. It sounds like she has a little support from the fans.

Greg Laurie: Or maybe they have trouble seeing a large man picking on a small woman.

Both are on their feet. Ruby Gloom rushes Flash Lightning and baseball slides between his legs, and grabs them to bring Flash Lightning to his knees. Ruby is quickly to her feet and springboards off the ropes but Flash Lightning ducks forward as Ruby Gloom again goes sailing into the mat.

Jace Johnson: Ruby Gloom can’t seem to get a leg up on Flash Lightning tonight.

Greg Laurie: Flash Lightning knows what that girl is up to. He doesn’t look interested in getting beat by a girl.

Gannon Grimsley: I wouldn’t mind getting beat by a girl.

Jace Johnson: Shhhh!

Flash Lightning gets up and moves to Ruby Gloom. He drops a knee right into the center of Ruby Gloom’s spine and pushes down while grabbing her arms and pulling back.

Jace Johnson: Flash Lightning has that submission locked on and Ruby Gloom has nowhere to run!

Gannon Grimsley: This is just too soon. She hasn’t gotten her clothes ripped or anything.

Greg Laurie: I think this match is over.

Jace Johnson: Somebody better tell that to Ruby Gloom because she doesn’t look like she’s going to give up anytime soon.

Gannon Grimsley: Just TAP OUT! I don’t want to see him hurt Ruby!

Jace Johnson: Just wait and see. She’s gotten out of tight spots before.

Gannon Grimsley: Yeah, I remember.

Ruby leans back into Flash’s grasp and kicks out a foot onto the ropes. The ref tells Flash to release her immediately. He does with a slight shove. Ruby grabs the ropes and then slides out. She walks around the ring collecting her thoughts as Lemar Jackson starts the count. .1

The video ended, with the same message from before. To see the conclusion you must go to the link.

Kyle Travis Vs Risk

Referee: Jack Daniels

After the pre match festiviites concluded,both men circle each other with animosity that is very apparent They lock up neither getting the leverage advantage both struggling to push the other, until Risk gets an advantage and backs KT back into the corner. Risk whips him across the ring into the opposite corner and then charges in with a running clothesline. KT staggers out of the corner and Risk bull dogs him to the mat. Risk rolls him up for the pin but KT slips out from under him and locks in a hammerlock.

Lucious Sadler: “Nice wrestling move by Kyle Travis”

Sledgehammer: “Even if you don’t like him, you have to say he can wrestle.”

Lucious Sadler: “That had to be the hardest thing you had to say.”

Sledgehammer: “No, but it was close.”

Kyle kicks out his leg and drives a knee into the forearm of Risk. KT drives three more knees into the forearm increasing the pressure and then steps over the arm locking his foot under his shoulder with the hammerlock still locked in. KT drops backwards so that his leg drops on the shoulder and the foot pulls the forearm up. Kyle applies this two more times before rolling out and getting to his feet. Risk stands up and begins to shake out his arm trying to get some feeling back into the strained biceps.

Kyle charges Risk, who side steps him and uses his own momentum to drive him into the corner. Risk comes in after him but eats a boot to the face and staggers back. Kyle comes out of the corner and takes him to the mat with drop toe hold. Kyle drops an elbow to the back of Risk’s head and then locks in a side head lock.

Lucious Sadler: “Every time, Risk seems to get something going, Kyle counters it and slows things down.”

Sledgehammer: “A slower wrestling match seems to be in Kyle’s best interest.”

[Kyle cranks in the headlock, pulling himself up to one knee to get more leverage on the hold. Risk slips out of the hold and locks in a hammerlock of his own.]

Lucious Sadler: “Risk is pulling Kyle to his feet with the hammerlock which has got to be putting extra pressure on the hold.”

Sledgehammer: “That is one way to control your opponent.”

[Risk forces Kyle into the corner and spins him around whip him across the ring, but he doesn’t release instead pulls Kyle back into a short clothesline. As Kyle drops to the mat, Risk drops two elbows to his jaw and then rolls him up for the pin. Kyle kicks out on a one count.]

Lucious Sadler: “How could he think that he would get the pin?”

Sledgehammer: “He doesn’t, he knows that it will take energy to kick out of the pin and wear on Kyle some more.”

[Both men get to their feet and as Risk charges in Kyle hip tosses him to the mat. Kyle stomps on Risk’s extremities working his way around. Kyle pulls Risk to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Kyle backs into the opposite ropes and springs off the ropes with flying shoulder that sends Risk to the mat. As Risk gets to his feet Kyle nails him with a standing dropkick that staggers Risk into the ropes. Kyle runs in with a flying cross body that sends both over the ropes and crashing to the mat. The referee starts his count as Kyle rams Risk’s head into the barrier. Kyle whips Risk into the steps before rolling back into the ring to stop the count.]

Lucious Sadler: “This is starting to get brutal.”

Sledgehammer: “Violent maybe but it isn’t anywhere brutal yet. And this fed knows brutal.”

[Kyle comes back out of the ring and grabs Risk by the hair but Risk kicks his feet out from under him. Kyle’s head bounces into the steps and Risk gets to his feet and rams Kyle’s head into the steps a couple more times before whipping Kyle into the barrier and rolls back into the ring. Risk and referee trade words as the referee attempts to stop him from going back out at Kyle. Risk finally pushes past the referee as Kyle gets to his feet. Risk spring over the top rope and comes crashing down into Kyle with a high cross body. Both individuals go crashing into the barrier with the momentum. Neither man is moving as the referee counts.]

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[Risk begins to stir.]

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[Risk staggers to his feet and sees the count by the referee]

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[Risk staggers over to the apron. Kyle begins to stir.]

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[Risk grabs the ropes and attempts to pull himself up onto the apron.]

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[Risk is on the apron and rolls into the ring. Kyle pulls himself to his feet with the barrier.]

[Kyle pulls himself onto the apron as Risk bounces off the ropes. Risk comes running across the ring and slides under the bottom ropes just missing Kyle who rolls out the way and rolls into the ring. As Risk attempts to get back into the ring, he takes a kick to the head and rolls back out. Kyle backs away from the ropes as Risk attempts to grab his feet, but this does allow Risk to roll back into the ring and get to his feet before Kyle can get over. The two men trade punches. First, Risk gets the advantage trading two punches for each one that Kyle lands but Kyle nails a European uppercut that stuns Risk. Then Kyle gets in two punches for each of Risk’s punches landed. Kyle lands another European uppercut and powers Risk back into the ropes. Kyle whips Risk across the ring and nails drop kick before rolling Risk up for the pin.]

[Risk kicks out on a two count. Kyle gets to his feet and nails Risk with a knee lift to the jaw as Risk attempts to get up. Risk rolls out of the ring and walks around the outside as Kyle taunts him from the ring. Risk continues to work his way around the ring attempting to get back in now that he has gotten a breather, but each time Kyle blocks him each time.]

[Risk grabs Kyle by the leg and pulls him over to the corner where he wraps Kyle’s leg around the turnbuckle pole. Risk rams the knee into the pole three times before pulling himself up on the apron. Kyle is clutching his knee as he lays on the canvas in the corner. Risk climbs to the top rope and bounces down onto Kyle’s prone body with a stomp to his chest. Risk rolls through and gets to his feet. As Kyle pulls himself up in the corner, Risk charges in with a splash and grabs Kyle by the arm whips him across the ring and follows in with another splash. Kyle falls out of the corner and Risk rolls him up for the pin.]

[Kyle kicks out on a two count but Risk hooks the leg and attempts another pin. Again, Kyle kicks out on a two count. Risk pulls Kyle to his feet and snap mares him over into a reverse headlock. The referee checks for a choke but Risk is keeping it clean. Risk turns it into a sleeper hold. ]

[Referee checks for a choke and then lifts Kyle arm and it drops. Referee lifts it again and again it drops.]

Lucious Sadler: “Kyle looks like he is in trouble.”

[Referee once again picks up the arm but this time it only drops half way before Kyle lifts it back up and begins to fight his way out of the hold. Risk releases the hold and drives a knee into Kyle’s back and then locks the sleeper hold on again. Kyle drives three elbows into Risk’s ribs before Risk releases again and once again drives two knees into Kyle’s back before pulling Kyle to his feet.]

[Risk forces Kyle into the ropes and whips him across the ring into the opposite ropes. As Kyle comes back across the ring, Risk takes him down with a chop block to the knee and then locks in a figure four leg lock.]

[Risk lifts himself off the mat with his arms putting more pressure on Kyle’s knees. The referee checks but Kyle refuses to give. Kyle sits up and reaches over with a fist to the head of Risk, which earns him an admonishment from the referee. As Risk falls back, Kyle attempts to roll over and reverse the hold but is unable to. Risk again pulls himself up on and adds additional pressure to the hold. Kyle again forces him down and attempts to roll over but again he is blocked. This time the pressure is too much and Kyle falls back with his shoulders on the mat. The referee counts to a two count before Kyle pulls himself up off the mat.]

[As Risk attempts to pull himself up to put additional pressure on the hold, Kyle times and does the same which allows him to drop and roll through to his belly and there by pulling Risk over and reversing the hold. Risk attempts to reach for the ropes, but he can’t reach them from where he is in the ring, but he roll it through again. But this time Kyle is close enough to reach the ropes and the referee signals for the hold to be broken. Risk doesn’t release so the referee begins to count and on the four count, Risk does release the hold and bounces up to his feet. Kyle is a little slower getting to his feet but he does get up in time to stop Risk from advancing on him and capitalizing.][Both men and flexing out their legs as they rethink their strategies. Kyle is the first one to make a move and he shoots in with a single leg takedown and stands up into an ankle lock. Kyle wrenching in the hold, putting more and more pressure on Risk’s leg, knee and ankle. Kyle steps on Risk’s opposite leg and stretches out both of Risk’s legs.]

Lucious Sadler: “Is it Thanksgiving?”

Sledgehammer: “No, why?”

Lucious Sadler: “Looks like Kyle thinks it is and he trying to make a wish of that wishbone.”

[Kyle releases the ankle hold and instead drops an elbow to the leg and he repeats this three more times before lock in a figure four leg lock. The referee checks but Risk refuses to quit. Kyle grabs the ropes when the referee isn’t looking to put extra pressure but Risk still won’t give. Kyle seems frustrated and releases the hold. As Risk is on the mat trying to get the feeling back in his leg, Kyle stomps away at Risk. He kicks him to the hand, the arm the shoulder, the head, the other shoulder, arm, and hand. Then he stomps Risk in the chest and the abdomen and then works his way down the leg. He stomps on the thigh, the calf, the ankle, the foot and then back to the ankle, calf, thigh and looks like he about to go for a low blow but the referee warns him and he rethinks it. Working his way down the other leg, the thigh, the calf, the ankle and the foot.]

Lucious Sadler: “Wow, Kyle is trying to break up Risk piece by piece.”

[Kyle just laughs as he looks down at Risk who is fighting through the pain. Kyle reaches down and locks in the Pridebreaker. Kyle wrenches in the hold and Risk is screaming from the pain. The referee checks but even with the extreme pain, Risk refuses to quit. Kyle continues to wrench in the hold, and even though Risk won’t quit, he seems to be less aware of his surroundings and the referee as he asks him. Risk keeps fighting but as the hold continues to punish him Risk is less vehement about his response. Suddenly, Risk stops moving and the referee checks him for consciousness.]

[The referee signals for the bell. And motions for Kyle to release the hold. Kyle shakes his head no and continues to wrench in the hold. The referee again signals him to release it but again Kyle refuses.]

Referee: If you do not release the hold I will reverse the decision.

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[Kyle drops the hold and rolls out of the ring. The referee rolls out of the ring and raises Kyle’s hand in the air. Kyle reaches under the ring and pulls out a crowbar. He rolls back into the ring and takes a swing at the referee as he attempts to get into the ring to pull Risk out. Kyle motions to the crowd and then bashes Risk in the shoulder. He plays to the crowd and beats Risk in the other shoulder. Kyle yells at the crowd before each blow and makes sure to lay in blow to each of the limbs. Kyle lays down the crowbar and pulls Risk up to his feet and hangs him on the top rope before locking the arms between the top and middle ropes. Kyle goes back over, picks up the crowbar and begins to bash Risk in the shoulders and the head until Risk is busted open and it appears that both Risk’s collar bones are damaged. Kyle admires his handiwork before rolling out of the ring and heads for the back.]

Sledgehammer: “Risk doesn’t look good. I hope some help comes out here soon because I can barely make out his face and am not sure how his arms are holding him up with those damaged shoulders.”

Lucious Sadler: “The longer he is hung up there the more damage that will be done for sure.”

[As Kyle gets to through the curtain, the Watchmen come walking out. They step up into the ring and release him from the ropes before pulling Risk out of the ring and carry him to the back.

Lucious Sadler: “We may have just seen the last of Risk in wrestling. Kyle Travis, wow, he beat Risk. I did not think he could do it.”

Sledgehammer: “He won a match, but the war is just only getting underway. Risk might be gone for a bit, but mark my words. He will be back and Kyle will pay the price.”

We join the following match, already in progress...

[Se7en and Hex lock up in the middle of the ring. Hex puts Se7en in a headlock cinching down on his neck. Se7en hits Hex in the back with several forearms sending him into the ropes. Se7en goes for a clothesline, but misses. Hex bounces off of the ropes crashing into Se7en with a shoulder block. Hex drops an elbow on Se7en then cinches down with an armbar. Referee Chad Moll kneels down asking Se7en if he wants to quit. Se7en says no and launches himself to his feet carrying Hex with him and sends him flying with an armdrag.]

Greg Laurie: The Prophecy doesn't seem like they're into it tonight.

Jace Johnson: Yeah so far we have yet to see their more vicious side.

Gannon Grimsley: Oh we will. They are just getting warmed up.

[Both men lock up again this time Se7en sends Hex into the turnbuckle. Hex hits the turnbuckle and Se7en connects with a running knee into Hex's face. Hex stumbles forward as Se7en climbs the turnbuckle then launching himself into Hex with a flying kick across the back of his head. Se7en jumps up and bows to the crowd eliciting a large boo from them. Se7en tags in Om3n who sets-up Hex hitting him with a spinning kick into his back while Se7en connects with a spinning kick in his chest. Chad Moll is trying to get Se7en out of the ring. Om3n drops a knee across Hex's throat then starts choking him.]

Gannon Grimsley: That’s smart wrestling there.

Greg Laurie: He's joking the man. That’s hardly smart wrestling

Gannon Grimsley: Well, I think it’s smart.

Jace Johnson: Don't even try to reason with him.

[Om3n bounces off of the ropes and hits Hex with running splash. He goes for the pin. 1..2..kickout! Om3n pulls up Hex sending him into the ropes. Hex comes back and Om3n kicks him in the stomach then bounces off of the ropes and kicks him in the side of the head. Om3n tags out to Se7en then climbs the ropes and hits Hex with a flying legdrop. Se7en bounces off of the second rope and hits a moonsault on Hex. Flow comes into the ring, but Chad Moll stops him. Se7en throws Hex into the corner and The Prophecy takes turns punching Hex while the ref is distracted. Chad Moll comes rushing over and threatens The Prophecy with a disqualification. Se7en puts Hex on the top turnbuckle. Se7en climbs up and gets set to hit Hex with a belly to belly suplex from the top. Hex punches Se7en in the stomach twice then shoves Se7en off of the turnbuckle. Om3n grabs Hex's foot but he shakes him off then sends himself flying from the turnbuckle connecting with a splash and the cover.

Jace Johnson: Two count on the splash! Both men are down and it’s not a matter of who makes it to the corner first.

Greg Laurie: Hex is crawling to Flow who is almost completely over the top rope reaching for his partner.

Jace Johnson: Hex tags Flow, but here comes Om3n from the other side of the ring.

[Flow punches Om3n with rights and lefts sending him back. Flow scoops up Om3n in a bodyslam. Se7en runs over but gets a kick to the stomach and an underhook suplex. The crowd is cheering on Brookview while The Prophecy scatter from the ring. Se7en jumps up on the apron but gets nailed by right fist by Flow. Om3n climbs up on the apron but gets a dropkick from Hex sending him to the floor.]

Jace Johnson: Wow this is a renewed Brookview. They are out here and on a mission.

Greg Laurie: Jace these two have definitely gone through a change in the last few weeks. They've been very impressive in their matches.

Gannon Grimsley: Sell-outs.

Jace Johnson: What?

Gannon Grimsley: You know what I'm talking about.

[Flow and Om3n circle one another both looking for an advantage. Flow grabs hold of Om3n and lifts him up into a sidewalk slam and the cover. 1..2..kickout. Flow puts Om3n into a headlock. Chad Moll checks on Om3n who seems to saying Flow is pulling his hair. Chad Moll checks but doesn't see anything. Om3n puts a few elbows into Flow's stomach forcing him to break the hold. Om3n starts to go for the ropes but Flow grabs Om3n by the hair and slams him down. The crowd loves it while Chad Moll warns Flow about the hair pull. Flow picks up Om3n and executes a piledriver on him. Flow goes for the pin. 1..2..kickout!]

For the exciting conclusion to this match and the full Main Event, visit the link people!

Red Hot Rob Taylor Vs Ric E Lectric

Referee: Kevin Law

Lucious Sadler: “Well we have been waiting for this one. After their first encounter, this should be a quite a bout.”

Sledgehammer: “If Taylor is the proper frame of mind. After all, he did suffer some internal injuries.”

One Hundred Mile High City cues up mid stream and Taylor quickly heads to the ring. There is nothing fancy about the entrance or about his deamonor. He has business face on him, which means Lectric is in trouble.

Techno music replaces the theme. After a long stall, Ric E Lectric comes out..in an expenisve looking suit. His right hand has papers, his left hand a microphone.

Lucious Sadler: “What is Lectric doing? Did he forget he had a match tonight?”

Sledgehammer: “Hmm.”

Ric E Lectric: “Rob, glad to you are physically able to compete tonight. Does make what I have to tell you a bit hard. Before you get bent of shape, I am not forfeiting the match or making some excuse up to not face you. Actually, I am man of many talents and could come down there to face you while even dressed like this. Which I am sure you know, you are man very similar to me. How similarites end there though. Rob, you are business man. So I expect you will understand what that aspect of what I am gonna tell. I am sure the aspect of being wrestler though, you will not get.”

REL holds up the papers he is carrying.

REL: “Last week, Rob, I made a deal with Mr Fugiasco. You see, he is a business man just like us. He understands when a golden opportunity falls into his lap. These papers Rob, contain REL Enterprises's latest purchase. REL Enterprises is gonna lead the way for pro wrestling. It's gonna lead a new generation into the promise land. As such, it needs commodities. It needs real estate. Rob, you are not wrestling tonight. I can't in good conscious allow my newest aquistation to hurt themselves.”

Rob looks puzzled, the fans more so.

REL: “Rob, I see the look on your face. Ok, maybe I took your condition and underestimated things. Let be step back, at the beginning maybe. I went to Mr Fugiasco, bought some contracts. Yours is one of those contracts I bought. You see I have this vision. PWR WORld Champion. As the main star of PWR Enterprises, the face of the company, I need that to solidify the company in the eyes of investors. So I needed to take steps to ensure I become that champion. What better way then to sign a hall of famer, multi time champion, like yourself. You see, you will make sure I become champion. Either you will win the title and then of course, drop it to me or help me win that title.”

Rob looks like wants to tell Ric to go to hell. He turns around storms over to Newsport and rips the mic out of her hands.

RHRT: “You have to be the dumbest person not named Kyle Travis on the face of the planet, if you think I will become your lapdog, Ric.”

REL: “Robbie, you got it all wrong. I do not want a lapdog. I want Red Hot Rob Taylor. Former LAW World Champion. Former ECWC World Champion. Former OWO World Champion. I want that man, Robbie. You are the best, well a close second to me, but if there is anyone besides me that can do this, it is you.”

RHRT: “Ric, I will walk away from this company before I work for you.”

REL: “You know, I guess I expected that. So I bought your brother's contract as well. I believe he's being loaned to Tiger Wrestling Nation at the moment. Nice company, spoke to Sunny recently actually. Told her that well, Jack might not be able to compete for her much longer. You see, Rob, I own you and I own him. I can keep both of you away from the ring, which I am sure is fine for you. Think of Jack, Robbie. He has a long carreer ahead of him. It would be shame if it had to end because your pride just can't step aside. I imagine Christmas won't be fun. Actually, since I own your contracts..which by the way, I like the unbreakable nature of it. I can't do anything to break it and nor can you. But it is highly enforceable. So sit out Robbie. Sit at home and watch as I have security drag a beaten and bloody Jack to the ring, not just here in PWR but in TWN. He'll lose every match, easily. You see Rob, I really have all the cards here. I can make your life and his a living hell or I can make all of Jack's dreams come true. It's really up to you.”

Rob: “Ric..”

Rob dropped the mic and began cursing.

REL: “You know what, this has been a lot to take in. I will tell you what. Take a week to think it over. Talk to Jack, talk to whoever you want. You need a plane..of course not, you have one I am sure. Gas is on me. Go to Japan and talk to your mentor even. Whatever you do, I want an answer next week. Just remember, Robbie. You not only have your career to think about but Jack;s as well.”

REL lowered the mic, turned and exited the ring. Rob knelt down, held his head in his hands.

Lucious Sadler: 'Wow, talk about a bombshell. Rob Taylor has a lot to think about in the next week.”

Sledgehammer: “You know, we are not supposed to play favorites. But let me just say, Ric's stock has risen in my eyes. For maybe the first time ever, The EGO we see that ring, has think about someone other than himself for once.”

Lucious Sadler: “Oooh, a little heat between you and your former champion tag team partner?”

Sledgehammer: “I have four letters for you. ECWC. He lost all my respect when he pulled that.”

Lucious Sadler: “Well fans, next week we shall look forward to hearing Rob's answer. We have hope you have enjoyed tonight's show thus far. Rob is has left the ring and since we did not get that match, a call has been made to go to our main event. FUW's USAthlete is in the ring ready for the introductions.

Unleashed Main Event:

FUW World Heavyweight Championship

DaWildchild © Vs Geoff E Matthews

250lbs; Dyer, Tennessee | 115lbs; Orlando, Florida

Referee: Dennis Marr

USAthlete: “Ladieeeeeeeeeees and gentlemeeeeen! The last match of the evening is set for one fall, a one hour time limit and it will be for Fantabulous Underground Wrestling's World Heavyweight Championship. Sanctioned by both FUW, PW:R and The Iowa State Athletic Commission. The official referee for this contest is Dennis “Lambchop” Marr.”

USAthlete changed note cards.

USAthlete: “In the corner to my left, the challenger. Wearing torn blue jeans, with a faux studded belt. She hailes from Orlando, Florida and weighted in at one hundred fifteen pounds. Geoff E. Matthews!”

Unlike the past, Geoff did not sit down in the corner. Instead, she kept a focused stare on DaWildChild.

USAthlete: “In the corner to my right, he is the current and defending Fantabulous Underground Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion. Hailing from Dyer, Tennessee and weighting in at two hundred fifty pounds. He is The Devil's Advocate, the Innovative Icon and Uncrowned Franchise Playa. DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWildchild!”

DaWildChild turned, reached out towards the ropes and pulled himself up on the middle rope. He raised his right hand in the air, as the crowd showered him with much adoration. Referee Marr held up the FUW World Heavyweight Championship and paraded it around the ring. He stopped only to allow Geoff a good look, who did simply looked down once and then returned her gaze towards DWC.

Lucious Sadler: “The introductions are over. The two week long war of worlds, are over. In mere seconds, Referee Marr will signal towards the timekeeper and the match will officially commence.”

DING... DING... DING!

Lucious Sadler: “DaWildChild won a fifty person battle royal to become FUW's World Champion back in February. Since then, he's successfully defend that championship against Ric E Lectric, Cro Detrin. He now must defend whom he knows very well. Someone it is believed he may have been once romantically involved with.”

Sledgehammer: “Well he is gonna find out that there are things in the universe more powerful than romantic emotions.”

Lucious Sadler: “Like a woman scorned?”

Sledgehammer: “Exactly.”

A split screen is shown of both DaWildChild and Geoff in their respective corners waiting for the instruction from Referee Marr to start the contest.

Lucious Sadler: “You can feel the anticipation from the many fans in this building. Each of them sensing the tension between these two competitors and wanting to see them tear in to one another. What's going through each competitor's mind right now?”

Sledgehammer: “Well, Geoff has always been something of a closed book. If her words this past two weeks are any indication, she is one hundred fifteen pounds of an explosive device unseen before. Looking at her right now, I think she is focused on what she needs to do to win this match up tonight. It's kind of ironic, considering her past history. In a way, DaWildChild is the reason she is for the first time, locked in on winning match.”

Lucious Sadler: “You've been in DaWildChild's position, what is he thinking right now?”

Sledgehammer: “He's likely sizing Geoff up, body language mostly. He is in a position where Geoff needs to beat him, not the other way around. However, that does not mean DaWildChild is gonna look for the easy way out. He is a fighting man's champion and will do whatever it takes to win this match.”

Finally, Referee Marr looks over to both competitors and motions with a slice through the air with both arms. Stepping away to allow them to lock up, Marr takes up position to get a good look at the proceedings. DaWildChild and Geoff slowly walk to the other, meeting up in the center most area of the ring.

DaWildChild: “There is still time to call this off, little girl. You are in way over your head here. Our past, it means nothing to me. You wanna come climbing this mountain and think you can hang with me? Na, you obviously have me mistaken for someone else. You got one chance here, little girl. One chance only. Walk away, leave this company and never enter my business again. Failing that, I am gonna open up a can of pain on you and show you no mercy. So what's it gonna be, little girl?”

Geoff Matthews: “I've waited for this for a long time, I am not walking away now. The only can of pain that is gonna be opened, is me beating you within an inch of your life.”

DaWildChild: “You should have taken up the offer...”

DaWildChild unleashed a quick right hand that made solid contact with Geoff's face. Geoff fell flat on her ass and looked up at DaWildChild who was visibly chuckling. DaWildChild turned his back on Geoff, as he walked away. Geoff quickly got to her feet and grabbed DaWildChild by his left shoulder. DaWildChild came around with another right hand, but she blocked it with her right arm.

She cocked her right arm back and brought it forward, slamming the forearm against DaWildChild.

DaWildChild in response, lifted his left knee and struck Geoff in the gut. Grabbing her by the neck, he turned around and sent her through the middle rope and to the floor. She landed on her feet, came back in, as DaWildChild had his back turned. When he turned back to see what she was up to, she reached in and grabbed him with both of her hands. Dropping off the ring, she forced DaWildChild's throat to slam against the top rope. He sprung back, gasping for air like a fish out of water.

Geoff sprang back up onto the ring and ascended to the top rope. Referee Marr started his mandatory five count. DWC staggered over and she left her perched state and landed on his shoulders. She allowed herself to fall back, which put her outside of the ring and in danger of dropping on her head. Using her legs, she pulled DaWildChild out of the ring. She barely escaped landing face first on the ring apron, landing on her feet by some miracle.

Lucious Sadler: “GEM with a hurricanrana to the outside, DaWildChild talked a big game going in but is getting his ass handed to him in the early going.”

Sledgehammer: “I believe he has taken Geoff lightly. Granted, that might have been in his mind a good strategy. You never, though, take your opponent lightly. Many champions have done so in the past and soon found themselves, no longer a champion.”

GEM positioned DWC sitting up against the ring steps. GEM walked to the guardrail approximately fifteen away from the champion. GEM got herself fired up and then started charging towards at the last second, she flipped forward and threw herself at DWC. She slammed into him back first, smashing him against the ring steps. She got to her feet dusted herself off and headed back into the ring, breaking the count at seven.

Getting back to her feet, she ran to the corner and climbed up. The crowd sensing something cool was about to happen got louder. She jumped, soared down towards DaWildChild, feet first like a missile. After making contact, with the crowd chanting “That was awesome!”, GEM was slow to to her feet.

Lucious Sadler: “Gem is laying it all on the line, using every inch of her own body as weapon.”

Sledgehammer: “She is definitely making a point here. This is not Geoff Matthews, the poster child for much of America's youth. This is a new GEM, one that is gonna do what is needed to win a match.”

GEM was limping pretty noticeably and barely managed to slip in to the ring just in time to break up the ten count. She had to use the ropes to help herself up and began shaking her right leg, as it seemed that was the leg causing her problems. DaWildChild didn't look at all well, the pounding he had thus far received taking it's toll.

Lucious Sadler: “The champion has a glassy eyed look about him, a sure possible sign of a concussion.”

Sledgehammer: “Well when you have a crazed lunatic kicking you in the end and leaping off top ropes with aerial assaults, you are going to suffer a concussion.”

Lucious Sadler: “Does DaWildChild even have clue right now where he is?”

Sledgehammer: “If he does, it's a very vague clue. Just look at his eyes, he's looking around but it's not focused. Imagine getting yourself into a drunken state and that barely scratches the surface of what he is going through right now. His head feels like the size of a beach ball and the pain, almost intolerable.”

GEM exited the ring, still limping a bit. She grabbed DaWildChild and struck him with her left hand. He staggered into the ring post, where GEM kneed him in the gut. She rolled him back into the ring and instead of covering him out right, just glared at him with hateful eyes.

Lucious Sadler: “I would not want to be DaWildChild right now, Sledge. Look at her, GEM has had enough time to end this conflict and she instead stares at him. We may have somehow underestimated the very nature of this problem between the two. We knew it was personal, but the levels of which we may only now be seeing.”

Sledgehammer: “Before this is over, I feel we will see much worse. Neither one is gonna walk away from this the same competitor, much less the same person.”

GEM got to her feet, turned and pulled herself up to the second rope. Turning to face DaWildChild, she lifted her left arm up and leaped into the air. As she came down, she dropped the arm and stuck DaWildChild in the face with the point of her elbow. She sat across his torso, wrapped both her hands around his throat and squeezed. She'd have squeezed into the feeling in her hands went numb, but Referee Marr was counting to five. She broke the illegal choke, but because she had to. She broke it, because she wanted to. She wanted to take from him, everything that was important. In order to do that, she needed to not be disqualified. She would walk a fine line until that was accomplished. When it was, then she'd cross the line.

Getting off DaWildChild, GEM was berated by Referee Marr. Whether she actually heard any of the words of warning, was another story. She leaned over and fought DaWildChild's two hundred fifty pounds. She raised him, but it was difficult for her. The persperation on her hands made it even more difficult and she lost her grasp. DaWildChild fell against the ropes, sprung back and fell flat on his face. There didn't seem to be anything inside DaWildChild, putting up a fight to stay alive in the match.

GEM sensed as much, but wasn't ready yet. There was still a lot DaWildChild needed to be held accountable for and she was gonna make sure he would. She bent over him and pounded him with right handed strikes until her knuckles were red. She then switched to striking him with her left hand. Again, until her knuckles were red. When she was done, his nose appeared to be broken. Both his eyes were swelling up and his mouth was bloody.

Lucious Sadler: “I don't know, man. Referee Dennis Marr may need to step in here. I do not think DaWildChild is in any position to fight. We have to think about the safety of champion here, even if it means he must lose. Better to fight another day then never be able to fight at all.”

Sledgehammer: “I would normally agree with that statement. However, there is so much on the line here and if he calls it off before we truly know, there will always be a what if next to this win.”

GEM lifted DWC up in a very rough manner and it was not easy keeping him on his feet. DaWildChild had a glazed look in his eyes, not too unlike something you'd see in the presence of a marijuana smoker. GEM continued to struggle to keep him on his feet, lost her grip and watched him fall out of the ring. He managed to land on his feet, though, but it was rocky footing. He swayed back and forth, legs bending and straighting. Now he looked like a zombie in his movements.

GEM exited the ring and jumped off the ring apron. At the same time, DaWildChild stumbled around. She landed in his arms and immediately DaWildChild began to squeeze his arms tight. He brought his arms inwards, forcing his clasped hands to be driven against her lower back. GEM was starting to feel a small measure of pain and she knew at that moment, he had been “playing dead” for sometime now. She let out a frustrated amplified groan, as she felt herself moving forward. Then she felt herself being lifted, twisted in mid air and then everything went numb.

Lucious Sadler: “DaWilldChild has taken control with a brutal spinebuster across the ring steps. My god, Sledge, the shear velocity and power behind that move may have shattered her spine into pieces.”

Sledgehammer: “GEM went to the well one to many times and looking at the champ right now, I wonder if he may have been luring her into a trap all along.”

DaWildChild wraps his arms around GEM’s belly and sends a punishing belly to belly suplex on to Floor GEM lays on the ground. DaWildChild lifts GEM up from the ground and executes a DDT.

Sledgehammer: GEM is feeling the effects of that DDT.

As GEM lays on the ground, DaWildChild hovers over her punching her in the face several times. The crowd counts along. One…two…three…four…five…six…sev- GEM tries to pusheDaWildChild from above her and gets to her feet. Her back is torn up from the blow on the stairs, she can barely stand.

GEM has finally climbed to her feet. Stepping a little dizzily she heads fo DWC. DWC rolls into the ring, she follows and he right there to start laying some stiff boots to her head. The kicks daze he already cloudy mind. DWC walks to a corner, climbs up and gets ready to fly like a bird.

Sledgehammer: Uh oh.

DWCs head connects with the body of the nearly dead body of GEM. DWC goes for the cover. 1…2… GEM raises the shoulder.}

Sledgehammer: OH! SO CLOSE!

DWC pulls GEM up by the hair. After she’s on her feet, DWC tosses GEM to the ropes. As GEM rebounds back, DWC lifts her up in a Samoan drop hold. After GEM is above DWC’s head, he transitions into a powerbomb landing with his feet in the V position.}

Lucious Sadler: “Oh, what a vicious sit down power bomb from champion. For all the punishment GEM did to him, DWC is paying it back with interest. I'd image, GEM is gonna need a good massage therapist after this is all said and one.

Marr slides to the mat. 1…2.. DaWildChild grabs the ropes before the referee can bring the third hand down. Marr sees it and orders the hold broken. DaWildChild gets up to his feet. He twists GEM in mid air and plants across his right knee, adding insult by pushing her down. GEM screams in agony, as DaWildChild is delighted by the screams.

Sledgehammer: “You know the more GEM's back takes blows, the chances increase her back snaps in half. The human spine can only take so much.”

Lucious Sadler: “Well I would say over the years Kyle Travis has proven that theory to be wrong.”

Sledgehammer: “Kyle Travis has no spine, as such he incapable of feeling any pain directed there. However, I do hear he is prone to fearing a good rule.”

Lucious Sadler: “Wow, was that actually a joke? A first from Sledge in PWR, folks and you heard it tonight.”

Sledgehammer: “I am a funny guy., Sadler.”

DaWildChild barks at the referee, long enough for GEM to regain some sense. DWQC turns around to grab her, but she surprises him with a small package. She however elevates them both, and slams DWC neck first.

Sledgehammer: “Wow, the small package driver makes it's way to PWR. I am impressed with GEM Tonight.”

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Before a three count can be made, DWC kicks out of the move. He quickly gets to his feet, clutching his neck, he sends a swift kick to GEM's face. It instatly draws blood, GEM's nose now has been broken. He tosses her over to the opposite ropes and waits for her to return. Several feet before DaWildChild, GEM stops her run and tries to superkicks DaWildChild in the face. DWC ducks it and comes up with a dragon screw leg whip.

He holds on to the leg, grapevines it and applies a brazilian heel hook. GEM is screaming in pain, as DWC forces her heel to go in directions it should go. Unfortunately for him, he applied too close to the ropes and GEM is able to wrap her left arm over the bottom rope. DWC is forced to relinquish the hold, but he has GEM right where he wants her.

DWC bounces himself off the ropes as GEM struggles to her feet. DWC nails a running scissors kick and follows up with cover, but can only get a two count.. He lifts her up, goes behind and connects with a German suplex. DWC, still holding on to GEM, lifts her up and delivers another German suplex. DWC then lifts him up again but this time uses the bulldog maneuver crashing DaWildChild face first into the mat..

Lucious Sadler: “DWC is simply relentless in his attack here. A trio of german suplexes is enough to take out most wrestlers. But it does not look like the champion wants to end it yet.”

Sledgehammer: “When things personal like this, the end is never enough. This match will end, when one of them just can't physically do it anymore. At that point, there may not be anything left of either one.”

{DaWildChild shoots back up keeping his mad man look on his face. He looks around the arena and then clenches his right hand into a balled up fist. He falls down, driving the right hand against GEM's face. Then like a machine gun, pummels her face until there is blood everywhere on her face and on his hand.

DaWildChild is up on his feet and stares at GEM, then he stares at Referee Marr, then at the announcer’s general direction, then back to GEM. DaWildChild grabs GEM by her legs, hooks em securely and begins twisting around the ring. They go round and round in quick fashion, until he stops, drops on to his back and catapults GEM into the air. Due to his stopping point, GEM is thrust towards the ropes. She does not quite clear the ropes and ends up, landing stomach first on them. DWC gets to his feet, a but dizzy after the giant swing and grabs the ropes. He forces them forward then pulls them back quickly. GEM comes off the ropes and lands sitting up. DWC uses the ropes to gain momemtum and drives a dropkick towards her face. He quickly hooks the legs after, secure in the fact he has her pinned.

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Yet somehow she is able to lift her shoulder up, not only breaking up the pinfall, but also gaining a little respect deep down from DaWildChild. He however does not show this respect, in fact he slams his right elbow against her face and gets to his feet, frustrated he could not put her away.

Lucious Sadler: “What an physical bout we are witnessing here tonight. This will undoubtedly go down as a PWR classic bout.”

Sledgehammer: “Perhaps, but we are not the ones who will decide such a thing.

Lucious Sadler: “No, but our opinions do matter.”

Sledgehammer: “Not as much as people would have you believe.”

DaWildChild punches GEM knocking her into la la land again. He methodically circles her like a vulture and then clamps down with his trademark move, the KV Clasp.

Lucious Sadler: “Here we go, this could put GEM away right here.”

Sledgehammer: “Yes, the KV Clasp. Known over in Japan as an Anaconda Vice. Very painful submission. Then again, most are.”

DaWildChild is waiting for GEM to give up, but GEM is fighting through the pain.

Lucious Sadler: “Remarkable! GEM refuses to give him the satisfaction of quiting. Brave, if not unwise.”

Sledgehammer: “Agreed, she shows shown us a lot tonight. There is no turning back for here. She has come into her own and will forever be considered a vaild form of competition. Deep down, she knows this. Her hatred of DaWildChild, is blinding her from the truth. She needs to give this up now. She can fight another day.”

Lucious Sadler: “To her though, there is not another day. This is it, she must at all costs continue. Failure is not an option. She will allow herself to be crippled first, die even, before doing the right thing.”

DWC cranks the hold back, causing quite the scream to escape her lungs. The scream is almost ear piercing. Several ringside fans even cover their ears in response. Referee Marr is checking to see if she wants to or even can submit. She refuses to say it and refuses to even let herself become unable to vocally respond.

Lucious Sadler: “This is just an incredible display of will power over temptation. You know every inch of her body wants to just let the pain go away. But her mind won't allow such notion to be carried out.”

Disqusted, frustrated and just beside himself, DWC releases the hold gets to his feet and goes to a corner. You can see the look on his face and it says it all.

Lucious Sadler: “He is thinking, what do I have to do to beat you?”

Sledgehammer: “Not that I would condone it, but we are talking about DWC here...A good weapon might just do the trick. Though, I think that might just get a member of the Watchmen respond and we did see earlier what happened to Diablo. So maybe not a good idea considering.”

GEM instintively sits up. DWC rushes out of the corner and drives a clothesline downward. The arm slams against her chest, forcing her to smack her head against the ring. DWC gets to his feet, lifts GEM up. Positions her head between his legs and lifts her into the air. He begins to drop her, but she reaches out and grabs his head. The result is a DWC getting his face smashed against the mat. GEM lands on her knees, starts to get up, but quickly falls back down. Both competitors do not move. Now more so than at anytime in this bout, both are feeling the war they have brought on against each other. F

Lucious Sadler: “GEM has created for herself an opportunity. She can try to regain some sense, get a good breather in. Figure out what she needs to do to regain control. DWC, is looks out right now.”

Sledgehammer: “If he is not, he could be luring her back into a false sense. Let her believe she is in control. Then strike out of nowhere. He had success before with it and it might end the match. Thing is, even despite her punishment, I am not sure she will fall for it again.”

As if it was slow motion, GEM began struggle to her feet. DaWildChild was coming to as well. GEM walked over slammed her foot down on DWC's right hand. DWC backed off, shaking his right hand and wincing. GEM reached for him, but he thumped her in the eye. She staggered off and fell against the ropes. DWC got to his feet, barely able to keep himself up straight.

He leaned on on GEM, grabbing her arm. He whipped her across the ring, but she stood firm. He tried to do so again, but she blocked it. He unleashed a quick chop, but used the wrong hand and paid for it dearly. GEM reached around, grabbed the hand and applied pressure. DWC swung through the air with his free arm. She ducked and struck him with a knee lift.

She placed the arm behind his back, tried to lift him up, but her back would not give her supoort. She dropped him and then dropped to her knees. DWC kicked, she held her arms up, blocking the blow. He lifted GEM up in to a double choke hold and then slammed her down to the mat. The wind was knocked out of her, so he thought

Lucious Sadler: “How do they do it, Sledge? They have torn each other apart. Yet, now, well past thirty minutes into this bout, they are still doing so.”

Sledgehammer: “Normally, I would say it is the competitive spirit. We know differently, neither one is gonna let the other win willingly. They will fight, they will feel pain, they will fight some more. To the death, perhaps. Till there is nothing left to give.”

GEM grabbed DWC by the neck, pulled him down and flipped him overhead the ropes. As GEM got to her feet, he it a flying shoulder tackle, sending GEM back down to mat. DWC then waited, he finally decided it was time this should be ended. He urged GEM to get up, taunted her with insults. Anything to motivate her. As if she needed that. She got to her feet and he went for his Lethal Injection kick. She moved out of the way and allowed DWC to turn around.

She connected with kick of he own, stunning him. Pulling him in, she securing hooked his head and neck. She twisted around, but before she could land the neckbreaker, he pushed her off. She just barely was able to stop herself from slamming into the corner. DWC rushed her, she lifted off the mat and over him. He hit the corner, chest first. He turned around, walked into her waiting arms and she slammed him with a body slam.

She made her ascent up to the rope rope, turned her back to him and flipped forward, descending down with two full rotations. She landed him stomach first, knocking any breath he had captured out of him. She hooked his leg, felt Referee Marr dropping to all fours. Felt him make contact three times and jumped to her feet, taking a deep breath. She had won...but not so fast. Marr immedaitely pulled her raised arm down. She looked at him astonished. He was telling her that DWC had indeed broke the pinfall, his arm was under the ring. Yet she did not hear him. She did not want to her him. She had beat DWC, but the fight was yet not over. She finally allowed herself to take in the truth. She needed to put DWC down for good.

Lucious Sadler: “That was as close to a resolution in a match, one can get. Bad break, lets see if it ends up costing her in the end or just delays the envitable.”

She leaned down to grab DWC, but he quickly secured her and had her in a small package. 1..2..She kicked out, she had allowed herself to be distracted by emotion and it almost had cost her. Not again, she told herself. Not again. She grabbed DWC's right hand, knowing full well she had broken it earlier. She bent the arm and twisted the hand.

It was like an ankle lock, but a hand lock. The pain he was feeling only barely scratched the surface of what she had felt all these years. The more she though about it, the more she applied pressure. She could feel more bones breaking. Broken bones being crushed further. Come on, Shawn, give it up! She screamed inwardly.

DWC weathered the pain, despite just all bad it was becoming. GEM realised then and there, he would not willingly submit. But, unlike her, he would eventually pass out. He had nothing to prove and everything to lose. She did not care to prove and had nothing to lose. With that in her mind, she loosened her grip enough to start snapping fingers back. Attaching an event that caused her great pain to each snapped finger. She was not dealing with a full deck, she knew this, but she did not care. She didn't even realise the moment it happened, the moment he indeed did pass out.

It was only when she was tapped on the shoulder and a voice, frantic, begged her to release the hold. She suddenly became aware of surroundings again, could tell something had happened. A new fear began to swell inside her. A fear she had just done something important. That fear was confirmed when a championship belt was placed in her arms. She looked down at the belt, void of any emotion that could be recongized.

No! She screamed inwardly, she wanted to beat Shawn yes. She knew part of beating was to win this belt. But there were other ways to beat him, yet not have to take on the persona of a champion. A champion was something she was far from, yet here she was now in possession of a world championship. Tears began to roll down her face. People believed these tears were of joy, because she had realized some dream.

They did not know, they could never understand. The tears were of sadness. She had given everything she had to beat a man she hated. Now she won and by default would become something else she hated. There was other option, she could allow herself to be paraded around the ring like someone important. So she did the one thing she always did best. She passed out. People would think it was because of the match. They would never know it was because even in the face of her greatest victory, she was still deep down a scared child...

Match Outcome: Geoff E Matthews defeated DaWildChild via submission at the 40:14 mark. New FUW World Heavyweight Champion.

Lucious Sadler: “Ladies and gentlemen, you have just witnessed history being made. Not only has a new champion been crowned, but it's the first time a champion has been crowned in PWR and the title does not even belong to PWR to begin with. Trying to figure that one out.”

Sledgehammer: “It was a great match, Lucious. You know, this is the type of match that can define a company. FUW and PWR are standing proud right now. As they should. Now, GEM, faces the toughest part. It was hard to win, but it will be even harder to keep it.”

Lucious Sadler: “And we should know soon when she might face that next challenge. Tonight tbough, she can celebrate. Well, for Sledge, I am Lucious Sadler. We shall see you next week when PWR is Unleashed once more. Good night everyone!”

Referees and medical personal attend to both competitors, as the screen goes to black.