Post by The BombTrax on Sept 18, 2016 19:11:26 GMT
Live From The Pure Arena
Purity, LA
Thursday, September 29th, 2016 at 10 pm CST
BEFORE CURTAIN
'Get High' by Rob Zombie begins to play and clips and highlights from WICKED Live Episode#2 scroll through; A scene of Deus standing over the fallen Enhancement Talent; American Tommy's antics with John Weyland, and the ultimate victory of Sinister Minister; Caroline O'Hara Burchill covering Cross Recoba for the surprising upset after using a bottle of perfume to the eyes; Adam Wolfe and Mikael picking up their epic victory against the French Mime Assassins, becoming the new PAW Tag Team Champions; Aokigahara Zombie and Nova Wonder, locked in combat, ending with a Starfall finish from Nova to secure her spot in the Main Event at Seven Deadly Sins; Several highlights of the PAW Heavyweight Championship match involving Press and Johnny Raike, and the sacrifices both men made to give the PAW Universe a show; Finally the last scene of the night, of Calvin Harris hurling seething accusations at Press as the man lie on the mat after the brutal attack at Calvin's hands...
The Video freezes, shimmers, and then the camera pans out to reveal that the image is inside a syringe. The syringe is suddenly plunged into an animated arm, and the camera flashes up to wild, bloodshot eyes. Inside of the iris can be seen explosions, and the inside of an arena, and as the camera zooms in the scene becomes real, and the camera is panning the packed out Pure Arena floor. Eventually the camera falls on the announce table where sits Percival Banion Chord and Caitlin Casey.
PERCY: Welcome everyone to ADDICTION#3 from The Pure Arena in Purity, Louisiana! Have we got an action packed show for you tonight!
CAT: I don't know, Percy. It's going to be really hard to top last show.
PERCY: You're right, Cat, but we're going to try. How about we start out with a new PAW debut in Shizuka taking on our very own Zombie, who's match with Nova Wonder was a thing to behold on the last episode of WICKED. I wonder how he'll fair against this mysterious newcomer, who quite frankly has been putting the PAW Universe on edge since his arrival.
CAT: He is a creepy bastard, but I don't know. Zombie's about the most unpredictable guy I've ever seen, so we'll see.
PERCY: Well if that doesn't tickle your fancy, how about a match between two hellcat's, Caroline O'Hara Burchill and Kasey Summer?
CAT: Summer is still having trouble getting her feet off the ground here in PAW, and Caroline O'Hara Burchill is coming into this thing Hot after her big victory over Cross Recoba.
PERCY: Yeah, but Summer's had one hell of an attitude change. If you'll recall, the only reason she lost her match on last ADDICTION was because she chose to take that opportunity to bash Kelsey Spencer's head.
CAT: Yeah, it was great.
PERCY: That isn't the adjective I would have used, but OK. After that we've got what could prove to be an interesting match when Sinister Minister takes on Titans of the Midway Champion, Nova Wonder, in a non-title match.
CAT: I think we both know who the real factor in this match is, Percy.
PERCY: No doubt. American Tommy. Nova Wonder is not a woman to be trifled with, and there is no telling what she'll do to the rambunctious ward of Sinister Minister if he interferes like he did in the Minister's debut match.
CAT: No doubt. She's not the Titans Champion for nothing.
PERCY: Following that we have Crank Championship action, when the man who shocked the entire PAW Universe with actions against Calvin Harris and Jack Nomad, Hunter Storms, takes on Annabel Lee for the title.
CAT: You know, normally I wouldn't have thought that Hunter had much of a shot, but after what he did to Evie Girard, his victory over Roscar, and what he did in the Main Event, I think he might have vindicated his entire career all in one night!
PERCY: Certainly, but we still don't know who's orders he was following. It's obvious after that conversation we overheard on WICKED that he was working for someone. Calvin obviously thought it was Press, but I'm not so certain.
CAT: That's an obvious choice considering that would eliminate two potential threats from his PAW Championship defense at Seven Deadly Sins.
PERCY: Yeah, but it's not The BombTrax style. Either way, The Hardcore Society is gone, Calvin Harris has been suspended from PAW Programming, and Hunter Storms is still free to move around as he pleases.
CAT: Well what about our Main Event?
PERCY: That's right, we have another Qualifier match where the winner will move on to take a spot in the Main Event at Seven Deadly Sins between Black Jack Colter and Anastasia Hayden. Hayden is coming off of two tough losses back to back, one against former tag partner Caroline O'Hara Burchill, and then again at the hands of Annabel Lee last show. If she doesn't win here, this could be her last shot at getting a title opportunity for awhile.
CAT: Yeah, but I seriously doubt that Black Jack Colter is going to stand by while she picks up the win. With each appearance he is cementing himself as one of the most rough and tumble superstars that PAW has.
PERCY: Very true, his turn around after Bad Moon Rising has been impressive, to say the least.
CAT: Very true, but I think it's time now that we talk abou.....
The unmistakable opening verse of “First World Anarchist” blares through the arena cutting Cat off, and the fans leap to their feet with excitement.
PERCY: Hey, wait a minute! That's Kelsey Spencer’s theme!
CAT: Kelsey Spencer? She's not booked here tonight!
The audience cheers as Kelsey, dressed in dark denim jeans and an Iron Maiden band tee, walks out from behind the curtain with a smile on her face. She makes her way down the ramp, slapping fans’ outstretched hands as she passes them. She climbs onto the ring steps and takes a moment to soak in their adulation.
CAT: What's she even doing here?
PERCY: Your guess is as good as mine.
Kelsey climbs between the ropes, brushing the hair from her face as she requests a microphone. A member of the stage crew passes it through the ropes to her, and she returns to the middle of the ring. She raises the microphone to speak, but she hesitates when the fans cheer once more and start a loud chant.
CAT: Can you people shut up so she can talk? We’ve got matches to get to!
PERCY: Oh, be patient, will you?
KELSEY SPENCER: Hey guys, what's up?
The fans cheer, bringing a smile to the Australian’s face.
KELSEY SPENCER: I’m not out here to take up too much of anyone’s time. I just wanted to come out here and say, from the bottom of my heart…thank you.
Another chorus of cheers as Kelsey flashes her pearly whites.
KELSEY SPENCER: Thank you so much. Tomorrow night, right here in this ring, I get the chance to wrestle in the main event on WICKED Live! There were times where I thought I'd never make it to this level, but even when I didn't believe in myself...you guys did.
She pauses as the fans show their support for her.
CAT: Blegh! Did she just come here to pander to these people?
PERCY: Ssh!
KELSEY SPENCER: Thing is, if I win tomorrow night, I get the chance to fulfill a dream I've had since I was eight years old… I get a shot at the Heavyweight Championship…
This unsurprisingly garners another positive reaction.
KELSEY SPENCER: It would mean so much to me if I could represent what I feel is the greatest wrestling promotion in the world as its champion! I can't think of anything I’d--
She's cut off mid-sentence as “Footsteps” by Pop Evil erupts over the speakers.
CAT: Save us, Summer!
To a chorus of booing that almost drowns out her music, Summer steps out at the top of the ramp in her ring gear, a less than thrilled look on her face as she lifts her own microphone to her lips.
SUMMER: Sorry, I was backstage snacking on melba toast, vanilla pudding and watching paint dry… y’know, the real exciting stuff and I couldn’t help but overhear this saccharine bullshit you were spewing out here. Thought maybe I should come out and give you a hand, since you’re clearly incapable of telling the truth.
She pauses, shaking her head slowly.
SUMMER: Did you seriously just say you’ve been dreaming about getting a shot at… OUR Heavyweight Championship since you were eight years old? So lemme get this straight so we’re on the same page. Like what… fifteen… twenty years before this company ever even existed, you were having fantasies about going after the big gold. Mmmmkay then.
KELSEY SPENCER: I didn't mean this one specifically, I meant--
Spencer takes a minute to bite her tongue, realising that getting into an argument with Summer isn't in anyone’s best interest. She leans against the ropes adjacent the entrance ramp, before trying a different, mediating approach.
KELSEY SPENCER: What are you really doing out here, Summer? Didn't you get what you wanted last episode?
SUMMER: Oh you know…
She starts to stroll down the ramp towards the ring.
SUMMER: Totes wanted to just like hang with my new bestie. You needed a louder cheering section and… aw nuts! Forgot my pom poms.
KELSEY SPENCER: You and I are not besties.
Staring daggers, Kelsey steps back from the ropes to allow Summer to climb into the ring comfortably - or perhaps to avoid any opportunity for her to make a sneak attack. She stands three-quarters across the ring, not taking her eyes off her antagonist. Not that she really has to worry since Summer’s making a huge show of not getting too close since she’s staying on the apron.
SUMMER: Blood sisters? Is that a thing still? I mean, I did make you bleed. Pretty sure I got some of that on me too… among other things.
She stresses that word, making it clear what she’s alluding to without actually saying it.
SUMMER: But don’t let me interrupt. Finish your cute little speech about how you’re going to win that championship from Press because we all know how uber talented you are and like you’re so much better than the guy that nobody out there seems to be able to beat.
By the end of that, she can barely contain her laughter.
KELSEY SPENCER: No, no… You're out here now. Why don't we talk about you for a minute instead? Why don't we talk about how you were about to get pinned by me in the middle of this ring on the last Addiction?
She pauses for a minute as the fans cheer.
KELSEY SPENCER: Why don't we talk about how you took it upon yourself to try and take me out? Thanks to you, I ended up with four staples in my head!
She motions toward the closed gash on her forehead, and the camera catches a zoomed-in shot of it.
PERCY: She was bleeding pretty heavily from that wound last week.
CAT: Yeah, well, she shouldn't have gotten in Summer’s way. It's her own fault.
PERCY: You have to be kidding me!
Kelsey motions toward Summer and then the canvas in front of her, non-verbally inviting Summer to stand face-to-face with her in the ring. Rolling her eyes, Summer obliges although she takes her sweet time to move between the ropes.
SUMMER: We could talk about that, I guess. But you do know ‘almost’ only counts in horseshoes and curling, right?
Disinterested, Kelsey continues expressing her disdain for Summer’s assault.
KELSEY SPENCER: You could've taken everything away from me, you know that? Everything I’ve worked so hard for...and I wanna know why.
SUMMER: Because….
She lets that hang, not bothering to elaborate any further. A few moments of awkward silence pass by as Kelsey anticipates an answer that will most likely never come. Becoming increasingly annoyed, she tosses her cap down to the canvas and fires herself up.
KELSEY SPENCER: Fine, if you don't wanna talk… I don't have to wrestle until tomorrow night, so my schedule is wide open! Why don't we squash the beef right here, right now?
The crowd cheers as she tosses the microphone, assuming fighting stance and practically daring Summer to take a swing at her.
SUMMER: See?
She looks out at the crowd of cheering people, shaking her head.
SUMMER: This is why you’re the absolute worst, Smellsey… this right here. Because you might not have a match tonight… but… you know I do, right? Like, holy shit, are you ever vain!
For a second it looks like she’s going to take a swing and instead she spikes her own microphone off the canvas, deliberately making sure it causes feedback over the soundsystem.
SUMMER: You’re not worth the effort. Not tonight.
Kelsey stands in the ring with a disappointed look on her face, watching Summer leave as her theme plays her out.
PERCY: It looks like we’re going to have to wait to see another clash between Summer and Spencer.
CAT: And so we should! Like Summer pointed out, she already has a match tonight! Kelsey Spencer’s the most selfish person on the face of the Earth!
PERCY: I don't know if that's an accurate statement, but in any event, let's start the show...
The Video freezes, shimmers, and then the camera pans out to reveal that the image is inside a syringe. The syringe is suddenly plunged into an animated arm, and the camera flashes up to wild, bloodshot eyes. Inside of the iris can be seen explosions, and the inside of an arena, and as the camera zooms in the scene becomes real, and the camera is panning the packed out Pure Arena floor. Eventually the camera falls on the announce table where sits Percival Banion Chord and Caitlin Casey.
PERCY: Welcome everyone to ADDICTION#3 from The Pure Arena in Purity, Louisiana! Have we got an action packed show for you tonight!
CAT: I don't know, Percy. It's going to be really hard to top last show.
PERCY: You're right, Cat, but we're going to try. How about we start out with a new PAW debut in Shizuka taking on our very own Zombie, who's match with Nova Wonder was a thing to behold on the last episode of WICKED. I wonder how he'll fair against this mysterious newcomer, who quite frankly has been putting the PAW Universe on edge since his arrival.
CAT: He is a creepy bastard, but I don't know. Zombie's about the most unpredictable guy I've ever seen, so we'll see.
PERCY: Well if that doesn't tickle your fancy, how about a match between two hellcat's, Caroline O'Hara Burchill and Kasey Summer?
CAT: Summer is still having trouble getting her feet off the ground here in PAW, and Caroline O'Hara Burchill is coming into this thing Hot after her big victory over Cross Recoba.
PERCY: Yeah, but Summer's had one hell of an attitude change. If you'll recall, the only reason she lost her match on last ADDICTION was because she chose to take that opportunity to bash Kelsey Spencer's head.
CAT: Yeah, it was great.
PERCY: That isn't the adjective I would have used, but OK. After that we've got what could prove to be an interesting match when Sinister Minister takes on Titans of the Midway Champion, Nova Wonder, in a non-title match.
CAT: I think we both know who the real factor in this match is, Percy.
PERCY: No doubt. American Tommy. Nova Wonder is not a woman to be trifled with, and there is no telling what she'll do to the rambunctious ward of Sinister Minister if he interferes like he did in the Minister's debut match.
CAT: No doubt. She's not the Titans Champion for nothing.
PERCY: Following that we have Crank Championship action, when the man who shocked the entire PAW Universe with actions against Calvin Harris and Jack Nomad, Hunter Storms, takes on Annabel Lee for the title.
CAT: You know, normally I wouldn't have thought that Hunter had much of a shot, but after what he did to Evie Girard, his victory over Roscar, and what he did in the Main Event, I think he might have vindicated his entire career all in one night!
PERCY: Certainly, but we still don't know who's orders he was following. It's obvious after that conversation we overheard on WICKED that he was working for someone. Calvin obviously thought it was Press, but I'm not so certain.
CAT: That's an obvious choice considering that would eliminate two potential threats from his PAW Championship defense at Seven Deadly Sins.
PERCY: Yeah, but it's not The BombTrax style. Either way, The Hardcore Society is gone, Calvin Harris has been suspended from PAW Programming, and Hunter Storms is still free to move around as he pleases.
CAT: Well what about our Main Event?
PERCY: That's right, we have another Qualifier match where the winner will move on to take a spot in the Main Event at Seven Deadly Sins between Black Jack Colter and Anastasia Hayden. Hayden is coming off of two tough losses back to back, one against former tag partner Caroline O'Hara Burchill, and then again at the hands of Annabel Lee last show. If she doesn't win here, this could be her last shot at getting a title opportunity for awhile.
CAT: Yeah, but I seriously doubt that Black Jack Colter is going to stand by while she picks up the win. With each appearance he is cementing himself as one of the most rough and tumble superstars that PAW has.
PERCY: Very true, his turn around after Bad Moon Rising has been impressive, to say the least.
CAT: Very true, but I think it's time now that we talk abou.....
The unmistakable opening verse of “First World Anarchist” blares through the arena cutting Cat off, and the fans leap to their feet with excitement.
PERCY: Hey, wait a minute! That's Kelsey Spencer’s theme!
CAT: Kelsey Spencer? She's not booked here tonight!
The audience cheers as Kelsey, dressed in dark denim jeans and an Iron Maiden band tee, walks out from behind the curtain with a smile on her face. She makes her way down the ramp, slapping fans’ outstretched hands as she passes them. She climbs onto the ring steps and takes a moment to soak in their adulation.
CAT: What's she even doing here?
PERCY: Your guess is as good as mine.
Kelsey climbs between the ropes, brushing the hair from her face as she requests a microphone. A member of the stage crew passes it through the ropes to her, and she returns to the middle of the ring. She raises the microphone to speak, but she hesitates when the fans cheer once more and start a loud chant.
“KEL-SEY SPEN-CER!”
Clap clap clap-clap-clap
“KEL-SEY SPEN-CER!”
Clap clap clap-clap-clap
CAT: Can you people shut up so she can talk? We’ve got matches to get to!
PERCY: Oh, be patient, will you?
KELSEY SPENCER: Hey guys, what's up?
The fans cheer, bringing a smile to the Australian’s face.
KELSEY SPENCER: I’m not out here to take up too much of anyone’s time. I just wanted to come out here and say, from the bottom of my heart…thank you.
Another chorus of cheers as Kelsey flashes her pearly whites.
KELSEY SPENCER: Thank you so much. Tomorrow night, right here in this ring, I get the chance to wrestle in the main event on WICKED Live! There were times where I thought I'd never make it to this level, but even when I didn't believe in myself...you guys did.
She pauses as the fans show their support for her.
CAT: Blegh! Did she just come here to pander to these people?
PERCY: Ssh!
KELSEY SPENCER: Thing is, if I win tomorrow night, I get the chance to fulfill a dream I've had since I was eight years old… I get a shot at the Heavyweight Championship…
This unsurprisingly garners another positive reaction.
KELSEY SPENCER: It would mean so much to me if I could represent what I feel is the greatest wrestling promotion in the world as its champion! I can't think of anything I’d--
She's cut off mid-sentence as “Footsteps” by Pop Evil erupts over the speakers.
CAT: Save us, Summer!
To a chorus of booing that almost drowns out her music, Summer steps out at the top of the ramp in her ring gear, a less than thrilled look on her face as she lifts her own microphone to her lips.
SUMMER: Sorry, I was backstage snacking on melba toast, vanilla pudding and watching paint dry… y’know, the real exciting stuff and I couldn’t help but overhear this saccharine bullshit you were spewing out here. Thought maybe I should come out and give you a hand, since you’re clearly incapable of telling the truth.
She pauses, shaking her head slowly.
SUMMER: Did you seriously just say you’ve been dreaming about getting a shot at… OUR Heavyweight Championship since you were eight years old? So lemme get this straight so we’re on the same page. Like what… fifteen… twenty years before this company ever even existed, you were having fantasies about going after the big gold. Mmmmkay then.
KELSEY SPENCER: I didn't mean this one specifically, I meant--
Spencer takes a minute to bite her tongue, realising that getting into an argument with Summer isn't in anyone’s best interest. She leans against the ropes adjacent the entrance ramp, before trying a different, mediating approach.
KELSEY SPENCER: What are you really doing out here, Summer? Didn't you get what you wanted last episode?
SUMMER: Oh you know…
She starts to stroll down the ramp towards the ring.
SUMMER: Totes wanted to just like hang with my new bestie. You needed a louder cheering section and… aw nuts! Forgot my pom poms.
KELSEY SPENCER: You and I are not besties.
Staring daggers, Kelsey steps back from the ropes to allow Summer to climb into the ring comfortably - or perhaps to avoid any opportunity for her to make a sneak attack. She stands three-quarters across the ring, not taking her eyes off her antagonist. Not that she really has to worry since Summer’s making a huge show of not getting too close since she’s staying on the apron.
SUMMER: Blood sisters? Is that a thing still? I mean, I did make you bleed. Pretty sure I got some of that on me too… among other things.
She stresses that word, making it clear what she’s alluding to without actually saying it.
SUMMER: But don’t let me interrupt. Finish your cute little speech about how you’re going to win that championship from Press because we all know how uber talented you are and like you’re so much better than the guy that nobody out there seems to be able to beat.
By the end of that, she can barely contain her laughter.
KELSEY SPENCER: No, no… You're out here now. Why don't we talk about you for a minute instead? Why don't we talk about how you were about to get pinned by me in the middle of this ring on the last Addiction?
She pauses for a minute as the fans cheer.
KELSEY SPENCER: Why don't we talk about how you took it upon yourself to try and take me out? Thanks to you, I ended up with four staples in my head!
She motions toward the closed gash on her forehead, and the camera catches a zoomed-in shot of it.
PERCY: She was bleeding pretty heavily from that wound last week.
CAT: Yeah, well, she shouldn't have gotten in Summer’s way. It's her own fault.
PERCY: You have to be kidding me!
Kelsey motions toward Summer and then the canvas in front of her, non-verbally inviting Summer to stand face-to-face with her in the ring. Rolling her eyes, Summer obliges although she takes her sweet time to move between the ropes.
SUMMER: We could talk about that, I guess. But you do know ‘almost’ only counts in horseshoes and curling, right?
Disinterested, Kelsey continues expressing her disdain for Summer’s assault.
KELSEY SPENCER: You could've taken everything away from me, you know that? Everything I’ve worked so hard for...and I wanna know why.
SUMMER: Because….
She lets that hang, not bothering to elaborate any further. A few moments of awkward silence pass by as Kelsey anticipates an answer that will most likely never come. Becoming increasingly annoyed, she tosses her cap down to the canvas and fires herself up.
KELSEY SPENCER: Fine, if you don't wanna talk… I don't have to wrestle until tomorrow night, so my schedule is wide open! Why don't we squash the beef right here, right now?
The crowd cheers as she tosses the microphone, assuming fighting stance and practically daring Summer to take a swing at her.
SUMMER: See?
She looks out at the crowd of cheering people, shaking her head.
SUMMER: This is why you’re the absolute worst, Smellsey… this right here. Because you might not have a match tonight… but… you know I do, right? Like, holy shit, are you ever vain!
For a second it looks like she’s going to take a swing and instead she spikes her own microphone off the canvas, deliberately making sure it causes feedback over the soundsystem.
SUMMER: You’re not worth the effort. Not tonight.
Kelsey stands in the ring with a disappointed look on her face, watching Summer leave as her theme plays her out.
PERCY: It looks like we’re going to have to wait to see another clash between Summer and Spencer.
CAT: And so we should! Like Summer pointed out, she already has a match tonight! Kelsey Spencer’s the most selfish person on the face of the Earth!
PERCY: I don't know if that's an accurate statement, but in any event, let's start the show...
Opening Bout
Singles Match
Shizuka versus Aokigahara Zombie
PERCY: And we come in due course to the first match of the night, a debut squaring off against what may very well be the most bizarre competitor PAW has ever seen in Aokigahara Zombie himself.
CAT: He’s not bizarre, Percy. He’s just a sponge for punishment, and normies like you find that difficult to understand.
PERCY: Perhaps your right, Cat. I suppose we have yet another chance to see the Zombie do what he does best here tonight against Shizuka.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: Ladies and Gentleman, this is your Opening Bout of the evening, and is a singles match set for one fall or submission...
“Hell” by Disturbed blares throughout the speakers in the arena and the arena lights begin to flash on and off, with a reddish tint color filling the arena. On each side of the ramp smoke starts to shoot off into the air. The fans respond to the show so much that the arena walls begin shaking and rattling from their response mixed to the music. That’s when the hard cam cuts over to the entrance set up. In the center of the stage there is a circle of flames blazing, and seconds later it appears that someone is coming straight up through the floor of the entrance way with the circle of flames all around them.
Slowly but surely, the man known as Shizuka becomes visible within the fire. The crowd cheers wildly for the newcomer, as the flames now rise higher all around him. Shizuka looks through the crowd with dark red and black paint covering him, white eye contacts glittering at anyone who happens to catch his eye. Slowly Shizuka raises his arms into the air, the higher he raises them the flames begin to diminish until finally being snuffed out. From there Shizuka turns and begins to slowly step off the platform onto the actual ramp, the lights flashing brightly before going back to that dull dark reddish tint. When the lights return to red, Shizuka begins to slowly make his way down the ramp with the fans cheering him on.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: Introducing at this time, weighing in at an even two hundred pounds. Coming straight out of the depths of hell... The Akuma Warrior ... SHHHHIIIIIZZZUUUKKKKAAA!
Hearing the Akuma Warrior’s official introduction forces another loud pop to come from the fans. When he hits ringside, Shizuka suddenly drops down on his knees right at the edge of the ramp. The entire ramp way bursts into flames on either side replacing the smoke that had been there only seconds before. The fans seem completely mesmorized by what they have just seen. Shizuka pushes up to his feet, and makes a quick dash to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope. From there he quickly rises to his feet, dashing across the ring, and leaps up on the middle turnbuckle. For a brief moment he stands there like a beacon to all of those in attendance. Seemingly on key with the high note of the song, Shizuka lifts his arms into the air quickly forcing the flash of the arena lights to come back to their normal settingn. Shizuka steps down as his music begins to fade, turning around to face the center of the ring to await his opponent.
PERCY: A colorful character, to be sure this Shizuka. Quite possibly one to keep an eye on, don’t you agree, Cat?
CAT: Sure, sure, but did you peep the pipes on our new Addiction Ring Announcer, Percy?
PERCY: Indeed, Rebekah Anderson is making PAW proud.
CAT: And she’s pretty too.
PERCY: That she is, Cat. And we’ll get to see more of her in two seconds.
“Courage” by The Minutemen blares out of the speakers and Aokigara Zombie comes out with his hands in the air.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: And his opponent hailing from Yamanashi, Japan…. Aokigahara…. ZOMBIEEEEEEEE.
He lets out a roar and points at the ring with a wide grin. He struts to the ring and high fives a couple of fans.
PERCY: What is it the kids say, Cat?
CAT: Huh?
PERCY: This match is going to be “lit”?
CAT: I’m mildly impressed you only sounded half ridiculous saying that, Percival.
PERCY: I was practicing that line in front of the mirror most of the night so it could sound authentic.
CAT: It shows.
DING DING!
PERCY: And these two start the slow, methodical circle of one another. Both men are of similar height, but Zombie has 30 lbs on Shizuka, which may play a factor here.
Shizuka moves in for a quick lockup but finds himself catching air in a quick hiptoss by the Aoki and Shizuka lands chest first down to the mat. Zombie keeps hold of the arm and drops down into fujiwara armbar in a hurry that immediately causes Shizuka pain!
PERCY: Quick transfer from Zombie.
Zombie torques Shizuka’s shoulder with a violent grin on his face, while the Akuma Warrior struggles to maintain a level of composure. Zombie works back on the arm before twisting up to a stand and maintaining a handle on Shizuka’s arm and forcing him to an awkward stand. Zombie twists Shizuka’s arm once more and maintains a gritty grin before Shizuka flips and twists his way out of the arm lock and follows it up with a spinning side kick that knocks Zombie sideways into a stagger.
PERCY: Shizuka finds his way out of that Zombie Armlock…
Shizuka wastes no time running up the ropes and springboards onto Zombie and takes him down in a quick-release hurricanrana. Zombie rolls out of that rather expertly and he’s back on his feet just as Shizuka moves in and fires off a quick high side kick that Zombie blocks with a forearm, hooks Shizuka’s leg and fires several up-close gut shots before launching Shizuka with an exploder suplex!
PERCY: Both of these men have gotten in some early offense, Cat. Both of these men are hyped for their resiliency, and that’s going to be required here tonight.
CAT: Shizuka’s a relative unknown on this side of the pond, though. Zombie’s well-renowned for his ability to take punishment and dish it out.
Shizuka rises to a knee, eyeing Zombie down as Aoki rolls his neck and lets Shizuka stand before lifting his guard.
PERCY: But Shizuka would appear to be no slouch either, Cat.
Zombie rushes Shizuka suddenly and fires a sudden punch to the midsection, then another, and another backing Shizuka up only to get an elbow show to the jaw in response from Shizuka that effectively creates enough distance between them letting Shizuka fire a spinning roundhouse that’s got enough force to spin Zombie right around down to the canvas! Shizuka is fast to get into position and lands a sudden standing moonsault onto Zombie! Shizuka with the cover!
1…
KICKOUT!
PERCY: Just a one count there for Shizuka, but damn you have to admire the speed and agility of the Akuma Warrior there!
CAT: He’s fast, for sure, but for how long can he maintain that momentum, Percy?
Shizuka gets a hold of Akogihara Zombie’s head and drags him up with him to a stand before firing a blow to Zombie’s chest that straightens him up. Quick as lightning, Shizuka turns, sets Zombie up and SLAMS the Aoki down in a snapmare driver!
PERCY: Impressive execution by Shizuka there, Cat.
CAT: But Zombie is getting to all fours, Percy! I don’t think he’s human!
PERCY: Are you saying he might actually BE a zombie?
CAT: Wouldn’t put it past me these days.
With Zombie on all fours readying to stand, shizuka moves behind him, locks his arms around Zombie’s waist and, with a grunt and a heave, deadlifts Zombie up and GERMAN SUPLEXES him down for a cover!
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TW—KICKOUT!
PERCY: Zombie kicked out and rolled to the side, and I don’t think Shizuka knows what to make of Zombie.
On one knee, Shizuka eyes Zombie who is slowly climbing back to all fours.
CAT: Hard to tell what Shizuka is thinking with all that makeup, Percy.
PERCY: Very true. But whatever he’s thinking, he’s going to need to figure out a way to keep Zombie down for the three count.
CAT: Way to analyze, Captain Obvious.
PERCY: I do what I do, and I do it well, Cat. Don’t be jealous.
CAT: If you say so, Percival.
Shizuka rises as Zombie brings himself to a stand using the ropes. Shizuka takes a step back before charging at Zombie only to have Zombie quickly toss Shizuka over the top rope! Zombie rises arrogantly, not seeing Shizuka having made it to a stand on the ring apron.
CAT: TURN AROUND, ZOMBIE!
PERCY: That’s a warning that’s gonna go unheeded I’m afraid, Cat!
Zombie has made it out into center ring and turned just in time to see Shizuka launch himself over the ropes and at him hitting a VICIOUS Slingshot DDT!!
PERCY: That’s gotta be lights out for the Zombie!
Shizuka goes for the cover.
1…
TW-KICKOUT!
CAT: Unbelievable!
PERCY: As difficult as it is to believe, Cat, we’re watching it with our own eyes, as well as countless fans in the stands and watching at home. Aokigahara Zombie is taking every blow Shizuka seems to deal out and look at him, he’s STILL getting up!
Indeed, Zombie is climbing to all fours as Shizuka is on one knee glaring at his opponent. He quickly stands and moves for Zombie’s head, slamming a running knee into Zombie that topples the Aoki over onto his back! And Shizuka isn’t done! He leans down and forces Zombie to a stand, hardly giving a second for the Aoki to breathe before slamming Zombie right back down in a rolling neckbreaker Shizuka rolls right through with, leaving Zombie on the canvas, Shizuka is up to his feet in no time flat, running up the ropes as a springboard into a moonsault!
PERCY: Incredible speed and agility by the Akuma Warrior here, Cat. He’s fast as lightning.
CAT: Definitely putting on a show here, Percy.
Just as fast, Shizuka’s up to a stand and dropping a knee right onto Zombie’s face! Then a leaping knee before the Akuma Warrior charges up the turnbuckles to the top rope!
PERCY: What’s he going to do?!
CAT: He’s got an arsenal of tricks up his sleeve, Percy. It could be anything!
Shizuka has the roar of the crowd on his side as he rises to a full stand from the top rope and points out into the crowd and getting a raucous pop before launching off the ropes at the prone Zombie with a senton bomb he nails and hooks a leg for the cover!
1….
TW-KICKOUT!
PERCY: Of all the… Zombie is STILL kicking out. Our new official, Theo Refano looks positively stunned right alongside Shizuka. Cat, what’s it going to take to solve the Zombie here?
CAT: Same thing it always does, Percy. A kitchen sink and a shit ton of time to wear him down.
Shizuka catches his breath, watching as Zombie once more drags himself to all fours, and attempts to rise to his knees. Shizuka moves to head him off, grabbing hold of Zombie’s hair and dragging him to his feet only to be greeted by a wicked headbutt from Zombie right into Shizuka’s face!
PERCY: That had to hurt. Possibly right to Shizuka’s nose, Cat!
Shizuka backs off, clutching his face in pain as Zombie staggers after the onslaught Shizuka just unleashed on him. Zombie moves with pain and exhaustion to Shizuka, twists him sideways into a pump-handle clutch and lifts the Akuma Warrior suddenly into a gutbuster!
PERCY: Zombie’s still got some fight left in him, and I can’t wonder if this is the beginning of the end here for—
CAT: Don’t speak too soon, Percy.
Shizuka’s turn to crawl to all fours. Zombie lays into him with a downward punch that flattens Shizuka back to the canvas, which Zombie promptly follows that with a drop elbow right into Shizuka’s spine that has the Akuma Warrior writhing in pain, and Zombie swiftly rises to a knee, wedging a knee painfully into Shizuka’s side as Zombie grips Shizuka by the chin and forces him uncomfortably up to a stand only to be dropped right back down to one knee by a vicious looking elbow.
PERCY: Zombie now seems to be doling out some of the punishment Shizuka dealt to him.
CAT: Like payback!
With Shizuka stunned on one knee, Aokigahara Zombie grabs Shizuka’s head and tilts downward and begins to kick Shizuka in the face over and over again rapidly!
PERCY: Vicious attacks by Zombie undoubtedly in retaliation for Shizuka’s swift assault earlier, and the tide is definitely turning in this match!
Just as Percy says so, Shizuka manages to block Zombie’s kick, thrusting the foot away much to Zombie’s surprise, giving Shizuka enough room to rise and swiftly knock Zombie backwards violently with a step-up enziguri!
PERCY: Impressive response from Shizuka!
Shizuka staggers after the show of force, Zombie’s onslaught proving to have had an effect on the Akuma Warrior, Shizuka staggers his way to where Zombie has fallen on the canvas, turns, and aims a standing moonsault for the Aoki!
CAT: NOBODY HOME!
PERCY: Shizuka hit nothing but canvas there as Zombie rolled away just as Shizuka performed another flip, and now both men are down on the canvas and what a barn-burner of a match this has been!
CAT: I’m not surprised though, Percy. We knew going into this that both men had the capacity to deal out damage and take it in equal measure, so don’t act like this comes as some surprise to you!
PERCY: Theo Refano is there to administer the count but already both Zombie and Shizuka are moving to all fours…
Shizuka moves in from the all four position, and flips over Zombie, hooking him along the way into a type of roll up pin.
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THR-KICK OUT! Shizuka and Zombie both roll up to their feet at the same time, and when they turn towards each other Zombie’s hand snakes out and catches Shizuka right in the mouth with the mandible claw.
PERCY: ITAI CLAW on Shizuka, but Shizuka driving his knee into Zombie’s gut….leans his head down and scoops Zombie up onto his shoulders….LEGEND OF THE AKUMA!
CAT: Damn, that sort of came off like a desperation move to the Itai claw, but it works.
PERCY: Shizuka dropping for the cover…
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2…
3!!!
PERCY: Wow! Big win for Shizuka here in his debut match.
CAT: Damn right, cause Zombie’s no slouch. Even if he does have a disgusting finishing hold.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: And the winner of this match by pinfall, The Akuma Warrior, SHIZUKA!
Shizuka drops to a squat over in the nearby corner, shaking his head a few times to try and clear the effects of Zombie’s claw maneuver. He stares at his opponent with those white eyes with what could be a sign or respect, before slipping under the bottom rope and making his way up the ramp.
PERCY: Well, we found out tonight that Shizuka is here to be a player, and I see bright things for him in the future.
CAT: Looks like Zombie will be heading back to the drawing board once again, but there’s no one that’s tougher in PAW than him. I’ve never seen someone take a beating, and keep on ticking quite like him.
PERCY: True enough, Cat, but we’ve got another exciting match right around the bend.
CAT: He’s not bizarre, Percy. He’s just a sponge for punishment, and normies like you find that difficult to understand.
PERCY: Perhaps your right, Cat. I suppose we have yet another chance to see the Zombie do what he does best here tonight against Shizuka.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: Ladies and Gentleman, this is your Opening Bout of the evening, and is a singles match set for one fall or submission...
“Hell” by Disturbed blares throughout the speakers in the arena and the arena lights begin to flash on and off, with a reddish tint color filling the arena. On each side of the ramp smoke starts to shoot off into the air. The fans respond to the show so much that the arena walls begin shaking and rattling from their response mixed to the music. That’s when the hard cam cuts over to the entrance set up. In the center of the stage there is a circle of flames blazing, and seconds later it appears that someone is coming straight up through the floor of the entrance way with the circle of flames all around them.
Slowly but surely, the man known as Shizuka becomes visible within the fire. The crowd cheers wildly for the newcomer, as the flames now rise higher all around him. Shizuka looks through the crowd with dark red and black paint covering him, white eye contacts glittering at anyone who happens to catch his eye. Slowly Shizuka raises his arms into the air, the higher he raises them the flames begin to diminish until finally being snuffed out. From there Shizuka turns and begins to slowly step off the platform onto the actual ramp, the lights flashing brightly before going back to that dull dark reddish tint. When the lights return to red, Shizuka begins to slowly make his way down the ramp with the fans cheering him on.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: Introducing at this time, weighing in at an even two hundred pounds. Coming straight out of the depths of hell... The Akuma Warrior ... SHHHHIIIIIZZZUUUKKKKAAA!
Hearing the Akuma Warrior’s official introduction forces another loud pop to come from the fans. When he hits ringside, Shizuka suddenly drops down on his knees right at the edge of the ramp. The entire ramp way bursts into flames on either side replacing the smoke that had been there only seconds before. The fans seem completely mesmorized by what they have just seen. Shizuka pushes up to his feet, and makes a quick dash to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope. From there he quickly rises to his feet, dashing across the ring, and leaps up on the middle turnbuckle. For a brief moment he stands there like a beacon to all of those in attendance. Seemingly on key with the high note of the song, Shizuka lifts his arms into the air quickly forcing the flash of the arena lights to come back to their normal settingn. Shizuka steps down as his music begins to fade, turning around to face the center of the ring to await his opponent.
PERCY: A colorful character, to be sure this Shizuka. Quite possibly one to keep an eye on, don’t you agree, Cat?
CAT: Sure, sure, but did you peep the pipes on our new Addiction Ring Announcer, Percy?
PERCY: Indeed, Rebekah Anderson is making PAW proud.
CAT: And she’s pretty too.
PERCY: That she is, Cat. And we’ll get to see more of her in two seconds.
“Courage” by The Minutemen blares out of the speakers and Aokigara Zombie comes out with his hands in the air.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: And his opponent hailing from Yamanashi, Japan…. Aokigahara…. ZOMBIEEEEEEEE.
He lets out a roar and points at the ring with a wide grin. He struts to the ring and high fives a couple of fans.
PERCY: What is it the kids say, Cat?
CAT: Huh?
PERCY: This match is going to be “lit”?
CAT: I’m mildly impressed you only sounded half ridiculous saying that, Percival.
PERCY: I was practicing that line in front of the mirror most of the night so it could sound authentic.
CAT: It shows.
DING DING!
PERCY: And these two start the slow, methodical circle of one another. Both men are of similar height, but Zombie has 30 lbs on Shizuka, which may play a factor here.
Shizuka moves in for a quick lockup but finds himself catching air in a quick hiptoss by the Aoki and Shizuka lands chest first down to the mat. Zombie keeps hold of the arm and drops down into fujiwara armbar in a hurry that immediately causes Shizuka pain!
PERCY: Quick transfer from Zombie.
Zombie torques Shizuka’s shoulder with a violent grin on his face, while the Akuma Warrior struggles to maintain a level of composure. Zombie works back on the arm before twisting up to a stand and maintaining a handle on Shizuka’s arm and forcing him to an awkward stand. Zombie twists Shizuka’s arm once more and maintains a gritty grin before Shizuka flips and twists his way out of the arm lock and follows it up with a spinning side kick that knocks Zombie sideways into a stagger.
PERCY: Shizuka finds his way out of that Zombie Armlock…
Shizuka wastes no time running up the ropes and springboards onto Zombie and takes him down in a quick-release hurricanrana. Zombie rolls out of that rather expertly and he’s back on his feet just as Shizuka moves in and fires off a quick high side kick that Zombie blocks with a forearm, hooks Shizuka’s leg and fires several up-close gut shots before launching Shizuka with an exploder suplex!
PERCY: Both of these men have gotten in some early offense, Cat. Both of these men are hyped for their resiliency, and that’s going to be required here tonight.
CAT: Shizuka’s a relative unknown on this side of the pond, though. Zombie’s well-renowned for his ability to take punishment and dish it out.
Shizuka rises to a knee, eyeing Zombie down as Aoki rolls his neck and lets Shizuka stand before lifting his guard.
PERCY: But Shizuka would appear to be no slouch either, Cat.
Zombie rushes Shizuka suddenly and fires a sudden punch to the midsection, then another, and another backing Shizuka up only to get an elbow show to the jaw in response from Shizuka that effectively creates enough distance between them letting Shizuka fire a spinning roundhouse that’s got enough force to spin Zombie right around down to the canvas! Shizuka is fast to get into position and lands a sudden standing moonsault onto Zombie! Shizuka with the cover!
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KICKOUT!
PERCY: Just a one count there for Shizuka, but damn you have to admire the speed and agility of the Akuma Warrior there!
CAT: He’s fast, for sure, but for how long can he maintain that momentum, Percy?
Shizuka gets a hold of Akogihara Zombie’s head and drags him up with him to a stand before firing a blow to Zombie’s chest that straightens him up. Quick as lightning, Shizuka turns, sets Zombie up and SLAMS the Aoki down in a snapmare driver!
PERCY: Impressive execution by Shizuka there, Cat.
CAT: But Zombie is getting to all fours, Percy! I don’t think he’s human!
PERCY: Are you saying he might actually BE a zombie?
CAT: Wouldn’t put it past me these days.
With Zombie on all fours readying to stand, shizuka moves behind him, locks his arms around Zombie’s waist and, with a grunt and a heave, deadlifts Zombie up and GERMAN SUPLEXES him down for a cover!
1…
TW—KICKOUT!
PERCY: Zombie kicked out and rolled to the side, and I don’t think Shizuka knows what to make of Zombie.
On one knee, Shizuka eyes Zombie who is slowly climbing back to all fours.
CAT: Hard to tell what Shizuka is thinking with all that makeup, Percy.
PERCY: Very true. But whatever he’s thinking, he’s going to need to figure out a way to keep Zombie down for the three count.
CAT: Way to analyze, Captain Obvious.
PERCY: I do what I do, and I do it well, Cat. Don’t be jealous.
CAT: If you say so, Percival.
Shizuka rises as Zombie brings himself to a stand using the ropes. Shizuka takes a step back before charging at Zombie only to have Zombie quickly toss Shizuka over the top rope! Zombie rises arrogantly, not seeing Shizuka having made it to a stand on the ring apron.
CAT: TURN AROUND, ZOMBIE!
PERCY: That’s a warning that’s gonna go unheeded I’m afraid, Cat!
Zombie has made it out into center ring and turned just in time to see Shizuka launch himself over the ropes and at him hitting a VICIOUS Slingshot DDT!!
PERCY: That’s gotta be lights out for the Zombie!
Shizuka goes for the cover.
1…
TW-KICKOUT!
CAT: Unbelievable!
PERCY: As difficult as it is to believe, Cat, we’re watching it with our own eyes, as well as countless fans in the stands and watching at home. Aokigahara Zombie is taking every blow Shizuka seems to deal out and look at him, he’s STILL getting up!
Indeed, Zombie is climbing to all fours as Shizuka is on one knee glaring at his opponent. He quickly stands and moves for Zombie’s head, slamming a running knee into Zombie that topples the Aoki over onto his back! And Shizuka isn’t done! He leans down and forces Zombie to a stand, hardly giving a second for the Aoki to breathe before slamming Zombie right back down in a rolling neckbreaker Shizuka rolls right through with, leaving Zombie on the canvas, Shizuka is up to his feet in no time flat, running up the ropes as a springboard into a moonsault!
PERCY: Incredible speed and agility by the Akuma Warrior here, Cat. He’s fast as lightning.
CAT: Definitely putting on a show here, Percy.
Just as fast, Shizuka’s up to a stand and dropping a knee right onto Zombie’s face! Then a leaping knee before the Akuma Warrior charges up the turnbuckles to the top rope!
PERCY: What’s he going to do?!
CAT: He’s got an arsenal of tricks up his sleeve, Percy. It could be anything!
Shizuka has the roar of the crowd on his side as he rises to a full stand from the top rope and points out into the crowd and getting a raucous pop before launching off the ropes at the prone Zombie with a senton bomb he nails and hooks a leg for the cover!
1….
TW-KICKOUT!
PERCY: Of all the… Zombie is STILL kicking out. Our new official, Theo Refano looks positively stunned right alongside Shizuka. Cat, what’s it going to take to solve the Zombie here?
CAT: Same thing it always does, Percy. A kitchen sink and a shit ton of time to wear him down.
Shizuka catches his breath, watching as Zombie once more drags himself to all fours, and attempts to rise to his knees. Shizuka moves to head him off, grabbing hold of Zombie’s hair and dragging him to his feet only to be greeted by a wicked headbutt from Zombie right into Shizuka’s face!
PERCY: That had to hurt. Possibly right to Shizuka’s nose, Cat!
Shizuka backs off, clutching his face in pain as Zombie staggers after the onslaught Shizuka just unleashed on him. Zombie moves with pain and exhaustion to Shizuka, twists him sideways into a pump-handle clutch and lifts the Akuma Warrior suddenly into a gutbuster!
PERCY: Zombie’s still got some fight left in him, and I can’t wonder if this is the beginning of the end here for—
CAT: Don’t speak too soon, Percy.
Shizuka’s turn to crawl to all fours. Zombie lays into him with a downward punch that flattens Shizuka back to the canvas, which Zombie promptly follows that with a drop elbow right into Shizuka’s spine that has the Akuma Warrior writhing in pain, and Zombie swiftly rises to a knee, wedging a knee painfully into Shizuka’s side as Zombie grips Shizuka by the chin and forces him uncomfortably up to a stand only to be dropped right back down to one knee by a vicious looking elbow.
PERCY: Zombie now seems to be doling out some of the punishment Shizuka dealt to him.
CAT: Like payback!
With Shizuka stunned on one knee, Aokigahara Zombie grabs Shizuka’s head and tilts downward and begins to kick Shizuka in the face over and over again rapidly!
PERCY: Vicious attacks by Zombie undoubtedly in retaliation for Shizuka’s swift assault earlier, and the tide is definitely turning in this match!
Just as Percy says so, Shizuka manages to block Zombie’s kick, thrusting the foot away much to Zombie’s surprise, giving Shizuka enough room to rise and swiftly knock Zombie backwards violently with a step-up enziguri!
PERCY: Impressive response from Shizuka!
Shizuka staggers after the show of force, Zombie’s onslaught proving to have had an effect on the Akuma Warrior, Shizuka staggers his way to where Zombie has fallen on the canvas, turns, and aims a standing moonsault for the Aoki!
CAT: NOBODY HOME!
PERCY: Shizuka hit nothing but canvas there as Zombie rolled away just as Shizuka performed another flip, and now both men are down on the canvas and what a barn-burner of a match this has been!
CAT: I’m not surprised though, Percy. We knew going into this that both men had the capacity to deal out damage and take it in equal measure, so don’t act like this comes as some surprise to you!
PERCY: Theo Refano is there to administer the count but already both Zombie and Shizuka are moving to all fours…
Shizuka moves in from the all four position, and flips over Zombie, hooking him along the way into a type of roll up pin.
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THR-KICK OUT! Shizuka and Zombie both roll up to their feet at the same time, and when they turn towards each other Zombie’s hand snakes out and catches Shizuka right in the mouth with the mandible claw.
PERCY: ITAI CLAW on Shizuka, but Shizuka driving his knee into Zombie’s gut….leans his head down and scoops Zombie up onto his shoulders….LEGEND OF THE AKUMA!
CAT: Damn, that sort of came off like a desperation move to the Itai claw, but it works.
PERCY: Shizuka dropping for the cover…
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2…
3!!!
PERCY: Wow! Big win for Shizuka here in his debut match.
CAT: Damn right, cause Zombie’s no slouch. Even if he does have a disgusting finishing hold.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: And the winner of this match by pinfall, The Akuma Warrior, SHIZUKA!
Shizuka drops to a squat over in the nearby corner, shaking his head a few times to try and clear the effects of Zombie’s claw maneuver. He stares at his opponent with those white eyes with what could be a sign or respect, before slipping under the bottom rope and making his way up the ramp.
PERCY: Well, we found out tonight that Shizuka is here to be a player, and I see bright things for him in the future.
CAT: Looks like Zombie will be heading back to the drawing board once again, but there’s no one that’s tougher in PAW than him. I’ve never seen someone take a beating, and keep on ticking quite like him.
PERCY: True enough, Cat, but we’ve got another exciting match right around the bend.
Singles Match
Summer versus Caroline O'Hara Burchill
PERCY: Onto match number two of the night, Cat.
CAT: Lemme guess: Another barn-burning slobber-knocking flag-burning-foot-stomper?
PERCY: …. Uh…. Something like that, I guess. That’s an awful lot of… whatever those were, Cat.
CAT: I have Google, Percy, and I’m not afraid to use it.
PERCY: Apparently.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: The following contest is a singles contest, and is scheduled for one fall or submission...
Thunder rumbles and an orange spotlight appears, lighting up the ramp. “Footsteps” by Pop Evil kicks in over the speakers as a petite woman appears, moving into that spotlight. She's wearing a black hoodie with the word FIREBIRD written across the back, the hood up to cover her face although it sports a pair of cat ears on top of her head.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: Introducing first from Phoenix, Arizona…. SUMMMMERRRRRR!!!!!
Slowly, she turns around and extends her arms, tilting her head back as the hood falls to reveal a shock of bright red hair. Pumping her fist in the air, she whirls back towards the ring and springs into action, sprinting down the ramp and diving under the bottom rope. She rolls to her feet and runs to the opposite ropes, shouting taunts at the booing crowd before dismissing them with a toss of her hair and a flip of her hand.
CAT: Summer looks different somehow, Percy. You noticing that?
PERCY: Maybe not aesthetically, Cat, but yeah Summer had herself a change of heart last episode of Wicked when she seemed to throw the rules out the window and assault Kelsey Spencer.
CAT: And now she’s back, Percy. Bigger. Badder. New and Improved.
PERCY: Hard to say whether any of those words describe this direction Summer has taken, but she’s definitely put out a notice that a different Summer is here.
CAT: Maybe, Percy… but can this supervillainous Summer stand up to her opponent tonight?
The red and white colors of the lighting flash to the heavy hip hop beats of Logic’s ‘I Am The Greatest’, signaling the arrival of the infamous Red Queen. As if on cue, the fans roar with boos and jeers, although their attempts at provoking the woman would be futile. Soon, a lone red light shines down on the center of the stage and Caroline O’ Hara Burchill would walk out to stand within it. Like hail relentlessly raping against a window, the volume of the booing would reach an intense peak. The signature smug smile of Caroline would be present and she’d slowly spin around, almost as if taking pleasure in the immense hatred being presented for her. She laughs and makes her way down the ramp, hardly acknowledging any of the insolent fans.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: Making her way to the ring from Sydney, Australia…. CAROLINE…. O’HARA…… BURCHILLLLLLLL!!!
As she reaches the ring, she looks at her surrounding. The hostile environment was nothing to her and she simply continued on with her egotistical swagger, climbing up onto the apron and entering the ring through the middle ropes. She scales the turnbuckle, raising her arms up and shouting out, “Bow down to the Queen!”. She then smiles as the fans boo out in response, climbing down and resting in the corner as she awaits for the match to get underway.
PERCY: The Red Queen herself. Caroline O’Hara Burchill is another formidable woman walking into PAW’s Addiction tonight. Last Wicked she pulled off what must’ve seemed to many an upset by defeating one of the snakiest men to ever—
CAT: Percy, please. No bias when discussing the other competitors.
PERCY: He is sleaze though, Cat!
CAT: No. He’s not, Percy. He’s Cross Recoba. AKA The Fox. AKA Kelsey Spencer’s snugglebuddy!
PERCY: Right. Well. However you want to term it, Caroline O’Hara Burchill pulled out an impressive victory over Cross Recoba.
CAT: She did. And what’s better? This match has got some great six-degrees of Kevin Bacon going on. Kelsey Spencer, who just got attacked by Summer, is in some sort of deviant extra-curricular relationship with Cross Recoba, who beat Summer two Wickeds ago… but who LOST to Caroline Burchill last Wicked… and now… they square off.
PERCY: Who?
CAT: The two chicks in the ring, haven’t you been paying attention? Gawd, Percy.
PERCY: Truly it’s my fault for how muddy the waters are.
DING DING!
PERCY: All that said, let’s see this get under way.
Burchill and Summer circle one another, eyeing for a tie up early but neither woman willing to commit to anything, seemingly feinting the other in the hopes of forcing a mistake.
CAT: Two mean girls going at it, Percy. And true to form, neither looks ready or willing to make the first move.
PERCY: Place your bets… Summer probably realizes that Burchill won’t fall for the same fair play that Kelsey Spencer fell for last episode of Wicked!
Summer steps in looking ready to strike but is met by an unexpected standing drop kick by the Red Queen that staggers Summer backwards but doesn’t fell her! Burchill is quick to her feet and locks on a hammerlock and knocks Summer down fast to the canvas in a legsweep DDT!
PERCY: Nicely executed by Caroline Burchill, and she goes for the cover!
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KICKOUT!
CAT: Not even close there!
PERCY: But still worth a shot.
Burchill doesn’t waste time dwelling on the missed cover, she drags Summer up to her knees and slams a wicked backhanded slap into Summer’s face that staggers her as Burchill forces her quickly to her feet once more and sidles in for an STO backbreaker and manages to keep Summer standing before hip tossing her down with authority to the canvas!
PERCY: Caroline Burchill is not messing around here tonight.
CAT: She may have caught Summer off guard, Percy.
Summer rolls to her side, shifting up to a stand as Burchill moves in to capitalize with a clothesline that flattens Summer only to have her bounce back up just as Caroline is rebounding and readying for another clothesline only to be on the receiving end of a sudden wheelbarrow rollup!
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KICKOUT!
PERCY: Nice try by Summer.
CAT: Yeah, but when is she gonna cut Caroline Burchill?
PERCY: Excuse me?
CAT: You know, shank her with a shiv or something edgy like the new Summer would do!
PERCY: Uhhhh…. I don’t think that’s a thing, Cat…
CAT: Yet….
Burchill is up just as quick as Summer is and immediately laying into Summer with a knife edge chop to keep her offguard and back Summer into the ropes. Caroline snaps some more backhands into Summer before whipping her towards the ropes. On the way back Summer surprises with a tornado DDT only to have the momentum shift unexpectedly and Caroline Burchill transfers the maneuver into a sudden devastating backbreaker!
CAT: Damn! Burchill’s like… solving the riddle of Summer.
PERCY: I’m not so sure about that, Cat, but she definitely put the breaks on Summer’s momentum there!
With a confident smirk, Caroline glaring down the fallen Summer, she rises to her feet and lays a hefty soccer ball kick to Summer’s side that causes the Arizona Firebird to twist away from the kick.
PERCY: Caroline Burchill showcasing that meanstreak of hers.
The Red Queen glares into the crowd to fire them up, before Burchill forces Summer to a stand and fiercely irish whips her into the corner face first!
CAT: Brutal! Is it POSSIBLE that Burchill’s meaner than Summer?
PERCY: Anything’s possible, Cat. Caroline Burchill has shown on more than a few occasions that she’s willing to stop at nothing to pull out a win here, and right now she is firmly in the driver’s seat.
With Summer in the corner, Burchill does a victory lap of the ring, firing up the fans before moving in the opposite corner and launching into a run into a backhandspring elbow only to be surprised as Summer drops out of the way to reveal an exposed turnbuckle!
PERCY: OH!!!!!! Caroline Burchill’s back just collided with the exposed turnbuckle!
Burchill drops from the corner in severe pain, clutching her back. Summer hiding the evidence before Theo Refano can catch a glimpse of the turnbuckle padding dropping down at ringside.
CAT: Damn… battle of the bad bitches…
PERCY: Clearly Summer found a way to get back at Burchill’s overconfidence.
CAT: That one had to hurt!
Summer, still reeling from Caroline’s attacks, drags herself slowly to her feet with a wicked grin as Caroline Burchill writhes and wrenches her back in obvious pain. Theo Refano stops to warn her before she can mount an attack, but Summer’s mock innocence forces the referee to back off giving Summer a change to drop a jumping knee into Burchill’s back!
PERCY: The official didn’t see it—
CAT: It’s an exposed turnbuckle, Percy. How can you NOT see it.
PERCY: But it’s reasonable doubt, Cat. Summer may have fallen victim to the same turnbuckle as far as the ref can tell!
With Caroline Burchill down, Summer grabs her from behind and pulls her up almost cockily and SLAMS Burchill’s head and shoulders into the canvas with a millennium suplex! And Summer hooks the leg for an arrogant cover.
1…
2…
THR—KICKOUT!!
PERCY: Summer can’t believe it!
CAT: I can’t believe it!
PERCY: Neither can I! Caroline Burchill looked to be finished there.
CAT: She sure as hell pulled out all the guts she had to kick out from that pin.
Summer angrily smacks the mat and argues with the ref about a slow count. Theo Refano stands his ground and threatens right back, forcing Summer to go back to focusing on the match. She grips Burchill’s hair and drags Caroline up to an awkward stand. Burchill staggers and looks ready to drop as Summer lays into her with a backhanded angry chop that nearly drops Burchill but Summer grips onto the Red Queen’s hand and forces her to stay standing. A sudden burst of energy surprises summer as Burchill delivers an impromptu snap suplex to Summer!
PERCY: That took as much energy as Caroline Burchill had at that moment and she’s still moving!
Summer stirs as Caroline Burchill grips her spine in obvious pain and discomfort, her other hand gripping Summer’s arm before she suddenly WHIPS Summer right into the corner with the exposed turnbuckle! Summer collides chest first and drops to the canvas in agony! Burchill drops as well!
PERCY: My goodness these two women are assaulting one another off the exposed turnbuckle!
CAT: I don’t care… that has got to hurt.
Summer slowly crawls her way back to the corner that’s provided her torment, and she tugs at the ropes to try and pull herself to her feet. Meanwhile, Burchill has managed to get to one knee, and rises up to stare across the ring at her beleaguered opponent. With a roar of rage, Caroline dashes across the ring on a collision course with Summer to try and crush her against that exposed steel one more time. Summer, rather than trying to fall out of the way, grips the top rope and leaps right over onto the ring apron. Caroline strikes the exposed steel chest first, much as Summer had done, and she stumbles back out to the center of the ring clutching at her chest in pain. Summer quickly scrambles to the top, begging Burchill to turn back around, which she eventually does. She’s met with a leaping summer, who comes crashing down on her with a sitting meteora.
PERCY: NICE GIRL’S FINISH LAST TO BURCHILL! Summer staying on top of her for the pin!
1...
2…
Burchill throws a leg up to kick out, but Summer manages to hook it instead.
3!!!
PERCY: Good lord, what a match. These two women were trying to tear each other apart from bell to finish!
CAT: Yeah, but my girl Summer pulled out the victory here. I guess the Red Queen will have to conquer another kingdom. I tell you what, Percy, I’m really starting to enjoy this new ‘bad girl’ Summer. It suits her.
PERCY: It does seem to give her an added boost of confidence, that’s for sure.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: The winner of this match by pinfall, SUMMER!
Caroline O’Hara Burchill rolls under the bottom rope as soon as Summer’s off of her, and bangs her fists off the ring apron in frustration, cutting the victor a vicious scowl. Summer simply waves at her in a mocking fashion, sending Burchill over the edge. She hops back on the apron, and tries to tear into the ring, but The-Ref cuts her off and demands she go to the back before she gets fined. Caroline drops back down off the ring apron, but not before cursing Refano, Summer, and most of the fans at ringside.
PERCY: Well, Caroline O’Hara Burchill is not happy, and Summer isn’t helping as she just laughs it off, and continues her celebration. These fans don’t seem too happy either, not so much at Burchill’s defeat, but mostly because of Summer’s attitude change.
CAT: Oh well, you can’t please everyone, and she’s doing what’s best for her and her business.
PERCY: That’s debatable, Cat, but I guess only time will tell. Folks, we’ll be back with more PAW action.
CAT: Lemme guess: Another barn-burning slobber-knocking flag-burning-foot-stomper?
PERCY: …. Uh…. Something like that, I guess. That’s an awful lot of… whatever those were, Cat.
CAT: I have Google, Percy, and I’m not afraid to use it.
PERCY: Apparently.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: The following contest is a singles contest, and is scheduled for one fall or submission...
Thunder rumbles and an orange spotlight appears, lighting up the ramp. “Footsteps” by Pop Evil kicks in over the speakers as a petite woman appears, moving into that spotlight. She's wearing a black hoodie with the word FIREBIRD written across the back, the hood up to cover her face although it sports a pair of cat ears on top of her head.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: Introducing first from Phoenix, Arizona…. SUMMMMERRRRRR!!!!!
Slowly, she turns around and extends her arms, tilting her head back as the hood falls to reveal a shock of bright red hair. Pumping her fist in the air, she whirls back towards the ring and springs into action, sprinting down the ramp and diving under the bottom rope. She rolls to her feet and runs to the opposite ropes, shouting taunts at the booing crowd before dismissing them with a toss of her hair and a flip of her hand.
CAT: Summer looks different somehow, Percy. You noticing that?
PERCY: Maybe not aesthetically, Cat, but yeah Summer had herself a change of heart last episode of Wicked when she seemed to throw the rules out the window and assault Kelsey Spencer.
CAT: And now she’s back, Percy. Bigger. Badder. New and Improved.
PERCY: Hard to say whether any of those words describe this direction Summer has taken, but she’s definitely put out a notice that a different Summer is here.
CAT: Maybe, Percy… but can this supervillainous Summer stand up to her opponent tonight?
The red and white colors of the lighting flash to the heavy hip hop beats of Logic’s ‘I Am The Greatest’, signaling the arrival of the infamous Red Queen. As if on cue, the fans roar with boos and jeers, although their attempts at provoking the woman would be futile. Soon, a lone red light shines down on the center of the stage and Caroline O’ Hara Burchill would walk out to stand within it. Like hail relentlessly raping against a window, the volume of the booing would reach an intense peak. The signature smug smile of Caroline would be present and she’d slowly spin around, almost as if taking pleasure in the immense hatred being presented for her. She laughs and makes her way down the ramp, hardly acknowledging any of the insolent fans.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: Making her way to the ring from Sydney, Australia…. CAROLINE…. O’HARA…… BURCHILLLLLLLL!!!
As she reaches the ring, she looks at her surrounding. The hostile environment was nothing to her and she simply continued on with her egotistical swagger, climbing up onto the apron and entering the ring through the middle ropes. She scales the turnbuckle, raising her arms up and shouting out, “Bow down to the Queen!”. She then smiles as the fans boo out in response, climbing down and resting in the corner as she awaits for the match to get underway.
PERCY: The Red Queen herself. Caroline O’Hara Burchill is another formidable woman walking into PAW’s Addiction tonight. Last Wicked she pulled off what must’ve seemed to many an upset by defeating one of the snakiest men to ever—
CAT: Percy, please. No bias when discussing the other competitors.
PERCY: He is sleaze though, Cat!
CAT: No. He’s not, Percy. He’s Cross Recoba. AKA The Fox. AKA Kelsey Spencer’s snugglebuddy!
PERCY: Right. Well. However you want to term it, Caroline O’Hara Burchill pulled out an impressive victory over Cross Recoba.
CAT: She did. And what’s better? This match has got some great six-degrees of Kevin Bacon going on. Kelsey Spencer, who just got attacked by Summer, is in some sort of deviant extra-curricular relationship with Cross Recoba, who beat Summer two Wickeds ago… but who LOST to Caroline Burchill last Wicked… and now… they square off.
PERCY: Who?
CAT: The two chicks in the ring, haven’t you been paying attention? Gawd, Percy.
PERCY: Truly it’s my fault for how muddy the waters are.
DING DING!
PERCY: All that said, let’s see this get under way.
Burchill and Summer circle one another, eyeing for a tie up early but neither woman willing to commit to anything, seemingly feinting the other in the hopes of forcing a mistake.
CAT: Two mean girls going at it, Percy. And true to form, neither looks ready or willing to make the first move.
PERCY: Place your bets… Summer probably realizes that Burchill won’t fall for the same fair play that Kelsey Spencer fell for last episode of Wicked!
Summer steps in looking ready to strike but is met by an unexpected standing drop kick by the Red Queen that staggers Summer backwards but doesn’t fell her! Burchill is quick to her feet and locks on a hammerlock and knocks Summer down fast to the canvas in a legsweep DDT!
PERCY: Nicely executed by Caroline Burchill, and she goes for the cover!
1…
KICKOUT!
CAT: Not even close there!
PERCY: But still worth a shot.
Burchill doesn’t waste time dwelling on the missed cover, she drags Summer up to her knees and slams a wicked backhanded slap into Summer’s face that staggers her as Burchill forces her quickly to her feet once more and sidles in for an STO backbreaker and manages to keep Summer standing before hip tossing her down with authority to the canvas!
PERCY: Caroline Burchill is not messing around here tonight.
CAT: She may have caught Summer off guard, Percy.
Summer rolls to her side, shifting up to a stand as Burchill moves in to capitalize with a clothesline that flattens Summer only to have her bounce back up just as Caroline is rebounding and readying for another clothesline only to be on the receiving end of a sudden wheelbarrow rollup!
1….
KICKOUT!
PERCY: Nice try by Summer.
CAT: Yeah, but when is she gonna cut Caroline Burchill?
PERCY: Excuse me?
CAT: You know, shank her with a shiv or something edgy like the new Summer would do!
PERCY: Uhhhh…. I don’t think that’s a thing, Cat…
CAT: Yet….
Burchill is up just as quick as Summer is and immediately laying into Summer with a knife edge chop to keep her offguard and back Summer into the ropes. Caroline snaps some more backhands into Summer before whipping her towards the ropes. On the way back Summer surprises with a tornado DDT only to have the momentum shift unexpectedly and Caroline Burchill transfers the maneuver into a sudden devastating backbreaker!
CAT: Damn! Burchill’s like… solving the riddle of Summer.
PERCY: I’m not so sure about that, Cat, but she definitely put the breaks on Summer’s momentum there!
With a confident smirk, Caroline glaring down the fallen Summer, she rises to her feet and lays a hefty soccer ball kick to Summer’s side that causes the Arizona Firebird to twist away from the kick.
PERCY: Caroline Burchill showcasing that meanstreak of hers.
The Red Queen glares into the crowd to fire them up, before Burchill forces Summer to a stand and fiercely irish whips her into the corner face first!
CAT: Brutal! Is it POSSIBLE that Burchill’s meaner than Summer?
PERCY: Anything’s possible, Cat. Caroline Burchill has shown on more than a few occasions that she’s willing to stop at nothing to pull out a win here, and right now she is firmly in the driver’s seat.
With Summer in the corner, Burchill does a victory lap of the ring, firing up the fans before moving in the opposite corner and launching into a run into a backhandspring elbow only to be surprised as Summer drops out of the way to reveal an exposed turnbuckle!
PERCY: OH!!!!!! Caroline Burchill’s back just collided with the exposed turnbuckle!
Burchill drops from the corner in severe pain, clutching her back. Summer hiding the evidence before Theo Refano can catch a glimpse of the turnbuckle padding dropping down at ringside.
CAT: Damn… battle of the bad bitches…
PERCY: Clearly Summer found a way to get back at Burchill’s overconfidence.
CAT: That one had to hurt!
Summer, still reeling from Caroline’s attacks, drags herself slowly to her feet with a wicked grin as Caroline Burchill writhes and wrenches her back in obvious pain. Theo Refano stops to warn her before she can mount an attack, but Summer’s mock innocence forces the referee to back off giving Summer a change to drop a jumping knee into Burchill’s back!
PERCY: The official didn’t see it—
CAT: It’s an exposed turnbuckle, Percy. How can you NOT see it.
PERCY: But it’s reasonable doubt, Cat. Summer may have fallen victim to the same turnbuckle as far as the ref can tell!
With Caroline Burchill down, Summer grabs her from behind and pulls her up almost cockily and SLAMS Burchill’s head and shoulders into the canvas with a millennium suplex! And Summer hooks the leg for an arrogant cover.
1…
2…
THR—KICKOUT!!
PERCY: Summer can’t believe it!
CAT: I can’t believe it!
PERCY: Neither can I! Caroline Burchill looked to be finished there.
CAT: She sure as hell pulled out all the guts she had to kick out from that pin.
Summer angrily smacks the mat and argues with the ref about a slow count. Theo Refano stands his ground and threatens right back, forcing Summer to go back to focusing on the match. She grips Burchill’s hair and drags Caroline up to an awkward stand. Burchill staggers and looks ready to drop as Summer lays into her with a backhanded angry chop that nearly drops Burchill but Summer grips onto the Red Queen’s hand and forces her to stay standing. A sudden burst of energy surprises summer as Burchill delivers an impromptu snap suplex to Summer!
PERCY: That took as much energy as Caroline Burchill had at that moment and she’s still moving!
Summer stirs as Caroline Burchill grips her spine in obvious pain and discomfort, her other hand gripping Summer’s arm before she suddenly WHIPS Summer right into the corner with the exposed turnbuckle! Summer collides chest first and drops to the canvas in agony! Burchill drops as well!
PERCY: My goodness these two women are assaulting one another off the exposed turnbuckle!
CAT: I don’t care… that has got to hurt.
Summer slowly crawls her way back to the corner that’s provided her torment, and she tugs at the ropes to try and pull herself to her feet. Meanwhile, Burchill has managed to get to one knee, and rises up to stare across the ring at her beleaguered opponent. With a roar of rage, Caroline dashes across the ring on a collision course with Summer to try and crush her against that exposed steel one more time. Summer, rather than trying to fall out of the way, grips the top rope and leaps right over onto the ring apron. Caroline strikes the exposed steel chest first, much as Summer had done, and she stumbles back out to the center of the ring clutching at her chest in pain. Summer quickly scrambles to the top, begging Burchill to turn back around, which she eventually does. She’s met with a leaping summer, who comes crashing down on her with a sitting meteora.
PERCY: NICE GIRL’S FINISH LAST TO BURCHILL! Summer staying on top of her for the pin!
1...
2…
Burchill throws a leg up to kick out, but Summer manages to hook it instead.
3!!!
PERCY: Good lord, what a match. These two women were trying to tear each other apart from bell to finish!
CAT: Yeah, but my girl Summer pulled out the victory here. I guess the Red Queen will have to conquer another kingdom. I tell you what, Percy, I’m really starting to enjoy this new ‘bad girl’ Summer. It suits her.
PERCY: It does seem to give her an added boost of confidence, that’s for sure.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: The winner of this match by pinfall, SUMMER!
Caroline O’Hara Burchill rolls under the bottom rope as soon as Summer’s off of her, and bangs her fists off the ring apron in frustration, cutting the victor a vicious scowl. Summer simply waves at her in a mocking fashion, sending Burchill over the edge. She hops back on the apron, and tries to tear into the ring, but The-Ref cuts her off and demands she go to the back before she gets fined. Caroline drops back down off the ring apron, but not before cursing Refano, Summer, and most of the fans at ringside.
PERCY: Well, Caroline O’Hara Burchill is not happy, and Summer isn’t helping as she just laughs it off, and continues her celebration. These fans don’t seem too happy either, not so much at Burchill’s defeat, but mostly because of Summer’s attitude change.
CAT: Oh well, you can’t please everyone, and she’s doing what’s best for her and her business.
PERCY: That’s debatable, Cat, but I guess only time will tell. Folks, we’ll be back with more PAW action.
(Non Title)
Sinister Minister w/American Tommy versus Nova Wonder
PERCY: That last match was one hell of a matchup, but now we've got our Titans of the Midway Champ taking on newcomer Sinister Minister!
CAT: Heck yeah, and this Rebekah Anderson is a little quicker on the mark than Rhonda was.. I like her already!
REBEKAH ANDERSON: The following contest is a singles match, and is scheduled for one fall or submission....
Church Bells are heard throughout the arena and the big screen above the stage shows pictures and videos of Sinister Minister. Sinister Minister walks into the view of the fans through the entrance and they start to boo as he carries a bloody burlap sack. American Tommy follows Sinister Minister as they make their way down to ring with Tommy holding a boom box in the air.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: Making his way to the ring, weighting in at 230 pounds, and hailing from Vatican City, being followed to the ring by American Tommy, he is, SINISTER MINISTER!
A chorus of boos reign down and Sinister Minister smiles while hushing them down. American Tommy is still following behind jumping up and down and smiling when they reach ringside. Minister climbs the steps to the ring, and once inside leads Tommy to a spot over in a neutral corner where he orders him to stand by the ring post.
PERCY: Well, this one should be interesting. Minister got a victory over John Weyland on WICKED Live last time, and now he's facing on one of PAW's finest here tonight. I certainly hope he doesn't think this is going to be a cakewalk.
CAT: Nah, I think he's the kind of guy who puts a lot of thought in his opponents. His valet, however.....well, he's a few cards shy of a full house, if you know what I'm saying.
The lights in the arena go to complete darkness. The almost eery, lullaby-sounding entrance chimes to "Sex Metal Barbie" began to play over the PA system before the beat began to pick up and the heavy guitar riff accompanied the titan tron video of Nova Wonder. A slight, sparkly slither could be seen on the stage, getting a clamor from the crowd. A pulsing silver light ominously begins to flicker in the arena, its pattern mimicking a heartbeat.
At the sound of Maria Brink's scream, a single, glowing, red eye emerges in the darkness. There's just enough light to see Nova Wonder crouched on one knee, lifting her head and opening her eyes. One red glow in the dark contact is placed in, the other half of her face covered in a dystopian robot cybernetic half-mask. The spotlights all form into one at the turn of a dime, on the crouching Nova.
Slowly - mechanically - she rose from one knee to two. Her head glancing at the ground, her feet shoulder width apart. Her long, platinum blonde hair hid her already half-hidden face.
CAT: Heck yeah, and this Rebekah Anderson is a little quicker on the mark than Rhonda was.. I like her already!
REBEKAH ANDERSON: The following contest is a singles match, and is scheduled for one fall or submission....
Church Bells are heard throughout the arena and the big screen above the stage shows pictures and videos of Sinister Minister. Sinister Minister walks into the view of the fans through the entrance and they start to boo as he carries a bloody burlap sack. American Tommy follows Sinister Minister as they make their way down to ring with Tommy holding a boom box in the air.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: Making his way to the ring, weighting in at 230 pounds, and hailing from Vatican City, being followed to the ring by American Tommy, he is, SINISTER MINISTER!
A chorus of boos reign down and Sinister Minister smiles while hushing them down. American Tommy is still following behind jumping up and down and smiling when they reach ringside. Minister climbs the steps to the ring, and once inside leads Tommy to a spot over in a neutral corner where he orders him to stand by the ring post.
PERCY: Well, this one should be interesting. Minister got a victory over John Weyland on WICKED Live last time, and now he's facing on one of PAW's finest here tonight. I certainly hope he doesn't think this is going to be a cakewalk.
CAT: Nah, I think he's the kind of guy who puts a lot of thought in his opponents. His valet, however.....well, he's a few cards shy of a full house, if you know what I'm saying.
The lights in the arena go to complete darkness. The almost eery, lullaby-sounding entrance chimes to "Sex Metal Barbie" began to play over the PA system before the beat began to pick up and the heavy guitar riff accompanied the titan tron video of Nova Wonder. A slight, sparkly slither could be seen on the stage, getting a clamor from the crowd. A pulsing silver light ominously begins to flicker in the arena, its pattern mimicking a heartbeat.
Excuse me can you tell me what you've heard about my life?
Maybe a dirty little fairy tale, a girl of the night
I heard that I grew up filthy, a trailer park queen
Drop out pregnant statistical teen
I know you've heard about the bloody knife
About my daddy's perfect virgin and my mother's wife
You know I heard I don't belong in this game
Still you hold your hands in the air screaming my name
Let's go!
Maybe a dirty little fairy tale, a girl of the night
I heard that I grew up filthy, a trailer park queen
Drop out pregnant statistical teen
I know you've heard about the bloody knife
About my daddy's perfect virgin and my mother's wife
You know I heard I don't belong in this game
Still you hold your hands in the air screaming my name
Let's go!
At the sound of Maria Brink's scream, a single, glowing, red eye emerges in the darkness. There's just enough light to see Nova Wonder crouched on one knee, lifting her head and opening her eyes. One red glow in the dark contact is placed in, the other half of her face covered in a dystopian robot cybernetic half-mask. The spotlights all form into one at the turn of a dime, on the crouching Nova.
Baby go ahead
I'll be your hatred and your pain
This is killing us all
I don't care if I fall
We're the dying, we are the damned!
I'll be your hatred and your pain
This is killing us all
I don't care if I fall
We're the dying, we are the damned!
Slowly - mechanically - she rose from one knee to two. Her head glancing at the ground, her feet shoulder width apart. Her long, platinum blonde hair hid her already half-hidden face.
Baby go ahead
I'll be the villain you can blame
I'll be the belle of the brawl
Be the lust in us all
I'm the diva of the damned
I heard I don't belong in this scene
Sex Metal Barbie, Homicidal Queen
I'll be the villain you can blame
I'll be the belle of the brawl
Be the lust in us all
I'm the diva of the damned
I heard I don't belong in this scene
Sex Metal Barbie, Homicidal Queen
The guitar riff gets a little heavier, as she raised her head. The look on her face is one that is completely stoic, heavy black makeup on the contact-wearing eye. One hand raises, at a snail's pace. Her fist unfurls, opening to reveal the tattoo on the inside of her right palm: the Illuminati pyramid, including its all-seeing eye. That hand furls back into a fist, then fingers pointed into a gun, pointed at the center of the ring.
Excuse me can you tell me the worst thing you've heard about me?
Maybe that I'm a little harlot homicidal queen
You know I heard that I don't belong in this scene
Sex, Metal, Barbie, Whore, attention fiend
You know I heard that I'm a hater's dream
No class, White Trash - I'm so obscene
You know I heard that I should be ashamed
Still they hold their fists in the air screaming my name
Come on!
Maybe that I'm a little harlot homicidal queen
You know I heard that I don't belong in this scene
Sex, Metal, Barbie, Whore, attention fiend
You know I heard that I'm a hater's dream
No class, White Trash - I'm so obscene
You know I heard that I should be ashamed
Still they hold their fists in the air screaming my name
Come on!
Her pace down the ramp is slow and calculated, eyes focused on the ring in front of her. Everything seems methodical, from the slow pace of her breathing to each dragging step. At the foot of the ramp, there's finally a break. A wicked grin curling her lips up to the sky.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: Making her way to the ring, weighing in at 112 pounds, from Seattle, Washington - She is the Titans of the Midway Champion, Nova WONDER!
Baby go ahead
I'll be the villain you can blame
I'll be the belle of the brawl
Be the lust in us all
I'm the diva of the damned
I'll be the villain you can blame
I'll be the belle of the brawl
Be the lust in us all
I'm the diva of the damned
"The Deathbringer," as she calls herself, gave a stern glance to the camera - allowing it to take in every intricate detail of her half-mask and the piercing glow of her single, red eye. A machine built for destruction is the best way to describe the robotic appearance of Nova Wonder. Climbing into the ring underneath the second rope, she retreats to one corner, resuming her crouching position with both arms outstretched and taking hold of the top rope, to pull herself up at the toll of the bell. "Sex Metal Barbie" faded off into the distance as the lights slowly returned to normal. With both combatants in their respective corners, the referee signals for the bell.
PERCY: And here we go! We’re about to find out how Sinister Minister will fare against the Titans of the Midway Champion, Nova Wonder.
CAT: And vice-versa.
They circle around each other, locking up in the centre of the ring. Sinister Minister, being the bigger of the two, eventually forces his opponent back into the nearest corner. Refusing to break the hold, he leaves little choice but for the referee to begin his 5 count.
1…
2…
3…
4…
Right at the last second, Sinister Minister releases his hold, and adds in a sneaky slap to the side of Wonder’s face before taking a giant leap back. While the official is chewing Sinister Minister out, Wonder checks to see if all of her teeth are still in tact. She shakes it off, returning to the middle of the ring with raised fists. As the two wrestlers lock up again, Wonder shifts into a side armbar - but she’s not done there, as she tries to maneuver her opponent into an Octopus Stretch, he scrambles to reach the ropes.
PERCY: Nova Wonder went for Reynolds Wrap early! That was close!
CAT: Good thing Sinister Minister knew where he was. That hold doesn’t look like a good time.
PERCY: She couldn’t quite get his larger frame into position. It’d be interesting to see what would happen if she could…
Visibly frustrated that his opponent almost caught him off guard, Sinister Minister charges at her with an extended arm. Wonder ducks the clothesline attempt, and nails Sinister Minister with three closed fists to the jaw before she rebounds off the ropes to gain some momentum. She comes back and nails a running dropkick to the knee, taking her foe down to the canvas. Wonder springs back up, rebounding off the ropes once more to perform a cartwheel into a split-legged pin attempt.
1…
2…
KICKOUT!
Sinister Minister’s shoulder shoots off the canvas, much to the delight of American Tommy at ringside. He jumps up and down with overzealous excitement, catching the attention of Nova Wonder for a split second - that split second is all Sinister Minister needs to take advantage, grabbing a handful of Wonder’s locks and yanking her down to the mat by force.
PERCY: Oh, come on! That’s despicable!
CAT: Hey, you’ve got to appreciate and admire anyone who’s resourceful enough to use their surroundings like that!
PERCY: I can’t believe you condone those kind of tactics!
CAT: You do whatever it takes to get it done in that ring. A win over a champion, even a non-title win, is huge!
While Nova’s still reeling from the dirty hair-pulling tactic, Sinister Minister takes the opportunity to lay in some hard shots to the forehead of Wondergirl, seemingly with the intent of busting her open. The-Ref warns him to ease up or risk disqualification, causing Sinister Minister to back him into the corner intimidatingly. Nova Wonder staggers to her feet, climbing the opposite turnbuckle to the middle rope - as Sinister Minister ceases bullying the referee and turns to face his opponent, she leaps from the ropes and latches onto his head in a front facelock position before driving him down to the mat with a Tornado DDT. The audience cheers at Nova’s valiant effort as she crawls into a pin.
1…
2…
KICKOUT!
Almost as if she was anticipating the kickout, Nova uses Sinister Minister’s momentum to wrap him up in a Koji Clutch. The fans scream with excitement as Sinister Minister flails around, finding the bottom rope with his long legs.
PERCY: Sinister Minister’s height playing a huge factor there! If he were a smaller man, I’m not so sure he could’ve pulled that off!
CAT: Very lucky! But hey, what’s that kid doing?
American Tommy dashes around to the other side of the ring, excitedly cheering for the action in the ring. Nova shakes her head slightly in disappointment as both competitors climb to their feet. She attempts to take Sinister Minister off his feet with a snapmare, however she gets a sharp elbow to the side of the head for her troubles. She staggers back, receiving a second and then a third before she’s hoisted up and driven right down with a ring-rattling chokeslam.
CAT: Did you hear that, Percy?!
PERCY: A vicious chokeslam! The Titans Champ could be out of it!
1…
2…
KICKOUT!
Nova Wonder rolls her shoulder off the canvas, and the fans erupt with cheers. Sinister Minister grabs a handful of her hair and starts hammering her forehead with closed fists once again. Obviously still intimidated from earlier, The-Ref tries to stop the assault with a more passive approach - he implores him to stop rather than getting up in his face and demanding. Sinister Minister pauses for a moment to bask in his handiwork, raising both arms like some kind of messiah. The audience boos and American Tommy smacks on the apron with unbridled excitement - Sinister Minister turns to Tommy and gives him instructions to calm down.
PERCY: Does this kid really need to be out here? He’s disrupted the match more than once.
CAT: Cut him some slack! He’s just excited to be here, it’s understandable.
PERCY: He’s distracting both athletes in the ring!
CAT: Yeah, but not on purpose. Lighten up a little, will you?
Sinister Minister lifts Nova Wonder to her feet the hard way - by the roots of her hair. He places her into a Powerbomb position, hoisting her up onto his shoulders. But, Nova’s expertly able to escape with a headscissors, sending Sinister Minister crashing face-first into the second turnbuckle. Nova wastes little time scaling to the top rope as Sinister Minister staggers backwards. She jumps off, delivering a Mushroom Stomp to her opponent’s back, leaving him in a prone position on the mat. Without missing a beat, Nova climbs the turnbuckle again as Sinister Minister begins to stir, rolling onto his back - only to receive a double-foot stomp directly to the chest. Nova picks her spot, hooking the leg for a pin attempt.
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Thr--KICKOUT!
PERCY: Sinister Minister manages to get a shoulder up at two and a half!
Understandably winded, Sinister Minister rolls out of the ring under the bottom rope, trying to catch his breath. Nova glances out at him and gives the audience a knowing look - while American Tommy panics, there’s a rumbling of cheers as Nova bounces off the ropes and takes flight with a tremendous suicide dive. But, it doesn’t necessarily go according to plan. Sinister Minister catches Nova in mid-air, using her own momentum against her to slam her on the arena floor with a side slam/belly-to-belly hybrid move. Members of the audience collectively gasp as Nova’s body crumples on the floor.
PERCY: Nova Wonder put it all on the line with that move, but it didn’t pay off!
CAT: It looked like Sinister Minister suckered her in! Nice!
The-Ref begins his count while Sinister Minister gloats over his veteran counter.
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Sinister Minister climbs back into the ring, American Tommy appearing to be the only individual in attendance cheering for him.
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The-Ref takes a moment to check on Nova Wonder’s well-being. She has yet to move.
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Seemingly on instinct alone, Nova begins to stir, clutching her ribs as she pushes to her knees.
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With a sudden burst of energy, she dives into the ring under the bottom rope at the last possible second. The crowd roars with approval, but Nova’s obviously feeling the effects of that power reversal. With the aid of the ring ropes, she’s able to climb back to a vertical basis, but comes face to face with her opponent in an intense staredown.
PERCY: It looks as though Sinister Minister is firmly in control now! Nova Wonder’s favoring those ribs after that slam on the outside.
CAT: If Sinister Minister were smart, he’d target that region.
PERCY: I have no doubt he will, Cat. I also have no doubt that Nova has a trick or two left up her sleeve!
MInister comes out of the staredown swinging with a clothesline to which Nova ducks under to come up behind him. He quickly spins around, and she lifts her foot high in the air in response, catching him right under the chin, grabs both his wrists, and then falls abruptly to her back.
PERCY: COME AS YOU ARE! And American Tommy is beside himself as Sinister Minister just fell back into the corner holding his jaw. Nova back on her feet, and here she comes with a big head of steam....OH! SHE THREW HER FEET RIGHT THROUGH THE ROPES WHILE HAMMERING HIM WITH A CLOTHESLINE!
CAT: Yeah, but she's holding her ribs after that jostling against the ropes, but at the same time, she doesn't look to be letting up. Sinister Minister stumbling out of the corner, and turns RIGHT INTO A PELE KICK FROM NOVA OUT ON THE RING APRON!
PERCY: That appears to be all she wrote as Minister just fell like a tree to the canvas below. Nova Wonder scaling the turnbuckles now, reaching the top, STARFALL RIGHT DOWN TO THE MAN'S CHEST! She's dropping for the cover!
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CAT: Well, welcome to PAW Sinister Minister, so sayeth the Deathbringer, NOVA WONDER!
REBEKAH ANDERSON: And the winner of this match by pinfall, your Titans of the Midway Champion, NOVA WONDER!!
American Tommy pulls Sinister Minister out of the ring under the bottom rope, and drapes one of his arms across his shoulders for support. Meanwhile, Nova Wonder takes a turnbuckle, the fans going nuts as she thrusts her Titans Title over her head. Once they reach the ramp, Minister jerks his arm off of Tommy and spins around, staring up at the ring at the victorious Wonder Woman. He snarls in disappointment, and then yells at Tommy to get up the ramp. He rubs his chest as he exits, while the camera zooms in on Nova as she makes her way to the other turnbuckle. The fans are just as receptive on that side of the arena, as she continues to pump the Titans title in the air.
PERCY: You gotta believe that Nova Wonder is a favorite going into the Seven Deadly Sins Ladder Match in a few weeks. I think Press is going to have his hands full.
CAT: No doubt about it, Percy, but we've got a championship defense coming up next. So let's get to it!
Singles Match
-Crank Championship-
Hunter Storms versus Annabel Lee
PERCY: What a night we've had thus far, with Nova Wonder making her way up the ramp after her victory.
CAT: Well earned victory at that, but now it's time for Crank Championship Action!
PERCY: That's right, Cat. So Rebekah, take it away!
REBEKAH ANDERSON: The following contest is a singles match scheduled for one fall or submission, and is for the CRANK CHAMPIONSHIP!!
As the opening riff of "Firefly" by Breaking Benjamin plays,the lights dim down,as a figure walks out onto the center of the stage.
You my friend
You're a lot like them
But I caught your lie!
As the tempo of the song picks up after the third line, the lights fully come back on as the figure stands on the ramp,with his head raised high, staring down at the ring. After looking at both sides of the crowd,the figure makes their way to the ring.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: Introducing first, from Washington D.C., weighing in at 241 lbs, HUNTEEERRRR STORMS!
Seeming unaffected by the mixed reaction,Storms continues his way down the ring. Stopping at the steel steps,he cracks his knuckles a few times, before walking up the steel steps and entering the ring. He takes one last look at the crowd before retreating into his corner and waiting for the match to start.
PERCY: Here he is, Cat! Hunter Storms looks ready for this contest, and that ice cold stare of his hasn't left him once.
CAT: That's part of his charm, Percy.
As the opening notes of “Best Day of My Life” hit the sound system Annabel appears at the entrance, the Crank Championship around her waist. A glowing smile is plastered across her face as she starts down the aisle toward the ring.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: And making her way to the ring, hailing from Portland, Oregon and weighing in at 121 pounds, here is your Crank Champion, Annabel Lee!
She can't help but start to dance along with the music about half way to the ring. She slaps a few hands before rolling in under the bottom rope and springing up to her feet holding the Crank Championship belt up high. Pressing the fingertips of both hands to her lips, she blows a big kiss out to the audience and hands off the title to A-Ref who displays it to Hunter and then to the audience. Annabel bounces up and down in her corner, loosening up for the match.
PERCY: Annabel Lee, the girl who's captured the spirit of the entire PAW Universe, and taken it by storm.
CAT: I don't get it. Bitch looks like Punky Brewster.
PERCY: Ahem, well Annabel Lee is proving every time she gets in the ring just why the fans love her, despite her harsher critics.
CAT: Oh, there's no doubt these people love her, Percy, but they're idiots. After all, they cheer for Press too, don't they?
PERCY: You know....I'm not even going to bother.
The bell sounds, and both competitors begin circling one another in the center of the ring. Hunter moves in for a tie up, but Annabel deftly slips under his grasp to end up behind him, hooking him in a waist lock. Storms doesn't miss a beat, reaching down and grabbing her hands, and showing his size advantage, muscles her hands apart, freeing him from the hold. He keeps a hold on her left arm before dropping down to one knee and sending Annabel up and over his shoulder with a Judo like throw. Annabel impacts off the mat, but immediately bounces back up to her feet, turning back towards Storms only to be taken back down with a deep arm drag. Lee is up once again as soon as she lands, and is a little more hesitant about coming back in for another throw, which results in Hunter nailing her with a standing drop kick that thunders her to the mat.
PERCY: Hunter Storms did not come out here to play it would seem, as he has taken control of this contest early.
CAT: That's the key, though, isn't it Percy? It's early. Annabel Lee has been known to surprise the hell out of people long after they thought they were in control, so we'll just have to see how it goes.
Lee is slower to her feet, but she makes it, as Hunter wades in with a knee lift that sends her careening back into the nearest corner. He doesn't hesitate as he fires off with a series of hard right hands, followed by a a trio of back elbows that find Annabel slumping. The fans boo but he doesn't seem to notice, as he grabs the top rope and proceeds to stomp the woman down all the way into a seated position.
PERCY: Storms is relentless here, as he back peddles to the center of the ring only to sprint forwards and NAILS Annabel with a low drop kick that just crushes her into the turnbuckles!
CAT: Annabel clutching at her chest in pain, but she's ignoring a fine opportunity to roll out of the ring to take a breather.
PERCY: I believe that can only be cited as a 'rookie' mistake, Cat.
Hunter reaches down and jerks Annabel up off the canvas, and takes her by the wrist to send her to the far side. She impacts with the the turnbuckle hard causing her to stumble out, and Hunter comes rushing in with a clothesline that tears the young woman's head off. Annabel hits the canvas clutching her head, as Hunter leaps over the top rope to land on the ring apron, springs up to the top, and then comes off with a diving elbow that finds it's mark right across Annabel's midsection. She folds up in shock and surprise, but not for long, as Hunter shoves her back down to the mat, and hooks the leg.
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PERCY: THRE-KICK OUT! Good Lord! Hunter Storms has been all over Annabel Lee from the moment the bell rang, and his ice cold expression has never changed. He's like some sort of machine.
CAT: Yeah, and one that's hell bent on becoming the Crank Champion!
Hunter snaps Annabel off of the mat, and pushes her into the ropes only to send her sailing across to the other side. She rebounds, and he moves out to meet her with a clothesline, but she ducks under, and continues on with her momentum. She rebounds a second time and ducks his back elbow. She returns for a third time, and Hunter drops his head for back body drop, but Annabel rolls across his back to end up behind him. When he turns around he's met with a spin wheel kick that sends him falling back into the ropes, and as he bounces back he's caught right across the jaw with a second one.
PERCY: THE ANNABELL RINGER! Hunter is laid out on the canvas, taking completely by surprise with that one...and now Annabel is going for the cover!
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CAT: THRE-KICK OUT! Hunter kicking out with authority there, and damn near knocked Annabel out of the ring.
PERCY: Annabel is back up but she's still a little punchy after everything she's endured early on, while Hunter is sitting in the ring checking his jaw. Annabel with a head of steam rushes past Hunter, hits off the ropes, and LOW DROPKICK RIGHT TO HIS FACE!
Storms snaps down to the mat from the impact, and clutches at his jaw even more emphatically, while Annabel comes up to her feet and makes her way towards the closest set of ropes. She slips through to the ring apron, grabs the top rope, and then launches herself back into the ring into a senton roll down across Hunter's midsection. She quickly spins around and hooks the leg this time for the cover.
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KICK OUT! Hunter gets out at two, and immediately rolls until he's under the bottom rope and safely on the outside. He clutches at his midsection, shaking his head in disarray at this sudden comeback. Meanwhile, the crowd comes to their feet as Annabel measures the distance to her opponent from the ring. She rushes to the opposite side to hit off the ropes, and just as Hunter turns back towards the ring he's met by a leaping corkscrew splancha that wipes out both competitors.
PERCY: GOOD LORD! Annabel Lee just cleared the ropes with a death defying dive, and now they're both out!
CAT: Yeah, and The Ref is starting a count!
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PERCY: Annabel is starting to stir.
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CAT: Now Hunter crawling towards the guard rail.
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PERCY: Annabel's back on her feet, and she's crawling into the ring...Wait a minute! Hunter just grabbed her and tossed her back to the concrete, and he's rolling in!
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CAT: He can't win the championship like that!
PERCY: I think he realizes that, as he comes back under the bottom rope causing The Ref to start back over.
Annabel is already back on her feet when Hunter rolls back out, but a stiff boot to her midsection doubles her over. He grabs her by the hair of the head and the seat of her tights, and spins around a few times before finally releasing her head first into the steel guard rail. The Crank Champion clutches at the top of her head while the fans vehemently boo Hunter Storms. He pays them no mind as he stalks forwards, jerks Annabel up, and tosses her back into the ring. Storms hops up onto the ring apron, and starts up one of the corners as Annabel comes to a stop, laying on her back.
PERCY: Hunter Storms looking for another high risk maneuver, and Annabel seems out of it.
CAT: He's all the way up there now, and stands to his full height....high leap into the air for a frog splash, BUT ANNABEL MOVED!
PERCY: Hunter Storms just ate nothing but canvas, and this is the chance Annabel needs to do something big here!
Annabel manages to get back to her feet, and she stumbles her way over to the far corner, where she turns around and rests against the turnbuckles. Hunter clutches at his midsection, but is already trying to get up to his feet. In the corner Annabel starts working her arms and her feet, like a locomotive building steam, and when Hunter is finally vertical, she tears out of the corner in his direction.
PERCY: Annabel going for her patented AnnTrak, BUT HUNTER SLID OUT OF THE WAY! Annabel passes harmlessly by and she's able to get her feet back down, but that doesn't stop her from impacting chest first into the corner. Annabel stumbles back out, and Hunter spins her around...HUNTER'S MARK! NO!
CAT: Hunter wasn't able to fully hook her head, and Annabel shoved him away from her!
PERCY: Hunter getting back to his feet, and Annabel with another head of steam...Leaves Her Feet To Bring Both Knee's Up! HUNTER'S MARK! HUNTER'S MARK!
CAT: Jesus, that came out of nowhere! He caught her with it in midair!
PERCY: Hunter's going for the cover!
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CAT: I can't believe it!
REBEKAH ANDERSON: And the winner of the match, and the NEW CRANK CHAMPION.....HUNTER STORMS!!
There's no expression on Hunter's face as he snatches the title away from Sharon Orbach, but he does stare at his accomplishment for a long moment, before tossing the title over his shoulder, and exiting the ring to a chorus of boo's. Annabel stirs, holding her head, before sitting up in the center of the ring. She looks around for a second to get her bearings, and then pushes up off the mat to her feet. She stumbles over to the time keeper's table, and it isn't until the Senior Official tells her what happened that realization sets in. Her shoulders slump, and she shakes her head in disbelief and disappointment. The fans give her a standing ovation as she fights back the tears, and forces a smile, waving to them before exiting the ring.
PERCY: A brave new world for Hunter Storms, but a night of heartache for Annabel Lee, as this is her first major loss here in the promotion since her debut so many months ago.
CAT: All good things, Percy, and hey, who knows? This might toughen her up a bit.
PERCY: I think Annabel is plenty tough enough, and so does this capacity crowd who is still on their feet in ovation of her.
CAT: Well, they're idiots. You can't expect much out of them.
Percy shakes his head as he twirls his finger for the camera to find something else to shoot for a few minutes while he collects himself.
{MAIN EVENT}
Singles Match
(The Winner Advances To The Seven Deadly Sins Ladder Match)
Black Jack Colter versus Anastasia Hayden
CAT: On that we can agree, Percy. Rebekah, let's get to churning butter, baby.
PERCY: Churning butter?
CAT: What.....I can't have catch phrases?
REBEKAH ANDERSON: The following contest is your Main Event of the evening, and is a singles match scheduled for one fall or submission, with the winner gaining a spot in the Seven Deadly Sins Ladder Match for the PAW Heavyweight Championship!
The distinctive voice of Jack Colter says "Hit me!" A Jack of clubs playing card runs across the video on the JumboTron, as "God's Gonna Cut You Down" begins to play. Jack Colter emerges from behind the curtain to a mixed reaction of boo's and cheers, pausing long enough to survey the capacity crowd. Jack smirks and begins his walk down the ramp at a measured and methodical pace, unfazed by the crowd's reaction.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: Introducing first, weighting in at 232 pounds, and hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada...he is 'The Gambler', BLACK JACK COLTER!!
Upon arriving at the steel steps, Colter slowly walks up them, wiping his boots at the top before stepping between the top and middle ropes. Once inside, he paces the ring a bit before removing his black T-shirt and tossing it outside the ring.
PERCY: Colter is a Las Vegas native who turned to a life of wrestling while maintaining his status as a Gambling Man. I wonder if he put any bets on this match?
CAT: None that he can't hedge, I guarantee you that!
The sound of feedback plays throughout the building before the distorted guitar and thunderous drums of "Waiting for Blood" by Uncle Acid & The Deadbeats blares out. Instantly, Anastasia Hayden steps out from the curtains with her mouth guard hanging out. When she steps out the crowd reaction can be heard with their loud boos. Their response to her doesn’t bother her as she stands at the top of the entrance for a few seconds, observing the building before she pops the mouth guard back in and starts making her way down to the ring.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: And his opponent, weighting in at 128 pounds, and hailing from London England...ANASTASIA HAYDEN!
The announcement of her name only draws out more boos toward Ana. She just brushes them off as she leaps up to the ring apron and climbs through the ropes into the ring. Ana finds a free corner in the ring and walks toward it, resting against the turnbuckle, popping her mouth guard out again as she stares across at Colter.
PERCY: Hayden doesn't appear to be intimidated in the slightest, nor should she be. In every match we've seen her in she's proven that she can put up one hell of a fight.
CAT: And that's exactly what this one is going to be, Percy, cause that's the only way Jack Colter knows how to play.
The Senior Official calls for the bell, Jack Colter and Anastasia Hayden begin to circle before tying up in the center of the ring. Hayden quickly slides around, taking Colter's left arm with her into a dragon twist. Jack slaps at his shoulder in discomfort, only for Anastasia to complete another revolution, putting extra torque on the arm. Jack winces as she maintains the lock, and he reaches out to grab hold of her, but she wisely keeps his hyper extended arm between herself and his grasp. Finally, Hayden places her elbow into the insertion of his, and forces his torqued arm to bend back into a hammerlock. Colter reaches back behind him, and then through his own legs, but isn't able to find any relief. Meanwhile, Ana continues to yank up awkwardly on the arm, causing further irritation and discomfort. Finally, Colter stops looking for any escape, and flashes an elbow back straight into Hayden's face.
PERCY: Well, I guess the wrestling portion of this match is over.
CAT: Looks like it.
Ana stumbles back due to the sudden elbow, giving Colter enough time to turn around, and drive home a straight right hand that sends Hayden crashing to the mat. She bounces up quickly, however, but is sent right back down with another right. She comes up a third time, but again, is sent right back down. Hayden is much slower to get up, but Jack helps her to her feet, pushing her back into the ropes, and then sends her to the far side. He swings at her with a clothesline attempt, but she manages to duck it, following through to the other side. She rebounds again, and Jack posts up ready to catch her, only for Anastasia to leap up to Colter's thigh, and then push off with a knee strike right to his temple.
PERCY: Hell of a knee strike by Anastasia Hayden, almost like a modified shining wizard, but with the knee.
CAT: Yeah, I haven't ever seen anything like that.
Jack stumbles back, and Anastasia comes firing in with a combination of kicks, elbow strikes, and finishes it up with a leaping roundhouse that sends Colter crashing back into the nearest corner.
PERCY: Anastasia now with the upper hand, and she comes running in on Colter...Leaps up to place both feet on his thighs, and rocks back, monkey flipping the man halfway across the ring!
CAT: Hayden back up just as Colter lands, and he's on his way back up as well. Hayden with a burst of speed, and....SPIN WHEEL KICK TAKES COLTER'S HEAD OFF!
PERCY: Yeah, but Colter's not staying down, and Hayden's in position for some more of those deadly kicks.
Jack comes up to his knee's, but he's met with stiff soccer like kicks directly to his chest and face that leave him reeling back and forth. The crowd begins to count along, and when they finally reach 'Ten', Hayden rushes the ropes in front of Colter, and rebounds back with a low thrust kick straight to his face that sends him snapping down to the mat. He clutches at his nose, as Ana drops down for the cover.
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PERCY: THR-KICK OUT! Good Lord! That kick to Colter's face looks like it may have dislodged some teeth.
CAT: I don't know about teeth, Percy, but that fool's nose is pouring.
Blood streams down into Colter's mouth, and a gleam comes into his eye as Ana pulls him up to his feet for more punishment. Colter suddenly shoves Ana's hands away from him, and he opens up with right hands that drive the woman back into the closest corner. Like a man possessed he grabs the top rope, and starts hammering kicks into Anastasia Hayden until she's driven down into a seated position in the corner, and then he reigns down stomps. Senior Official, Sharon Orbach, intervenes with a five count, and just at the last possible second, Colter jerks away from the corner and stalks to the center of the ring where the fans boo.
PERCY: Jesus! Colter has snapped. I guess that the taste of his own blood doesn't suit him.
CAT: Or maybe he realizes just what's at stake here, and that if he can win this match he could go on to become the PAW Heavyweight Champion!
Colter stalks back in on Hayden despite the S.O.'s warning, and he pulls her up out of the corner by the hair of the head. He hooks her around the neck, draping her arm over his own, and then takes her high into the air and holds her there, letting the blood drain to her head. After almost twenty seconds of this, he finally falls back into a suplex, to which Ana clutches at her back after impact.
PERCY: Nice vertical suplex by Colter, who is now right back on Anastasia Hayden. He lifts the woman up into a seated position, and OH! Just drives his knee right down into the back of her shoulders and neck. And again!
CAT: Many more hits like that, and Ana could end up with a stinger.
PERCY: Yeah, I think Colter knows that.
Colter grips Ana by either side of her head, and yanks up abruptly, lifting her right off of the mat, before releasing her to slam back down awkwardly. The fans boo as she cradles her head, and rubs the back of her neck, and he pays the fans back for their commentary by laying in a stiff boot straight to Ana's skull. Jack falls back into the ropes, and on his way back stops short of Ana, bringing his elbow up beside his head, and falling forward to drive the point right down into the woman's head. She clutches at the fresh wound, and he comes back up, only to take up the same position and do it again. Finally, he covers her with a lateral press.
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PERCY: Kick out at two by Anastasia Hayden, and Colter is not happy with the count. He just pointed back down at the mat, and now he hooks the leg deep, locking his hands.
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PERCY: THR-kick out! Anastasia Hayden is not going to be held down!
CAT: She will if he finds the right combination for her. I guarantee it!
Jack jerks Ana up off the canvas, and drags her by the hair of the head over near one of the corners. The Senior Official warns him about the hair pulls, but he pays her no mind as he scoops Hayden up, and then slams her back down right in front of the corner. He then steps into it, hops up to the second rope, and much like he did when he came off the ropes, drives his elbow down into her head with a front falling elbow drop. Hayden convulses on the ring gripping her injured skull, but he forces her back into position, and comes off the second with another elbow. This time he comes up to his knee's afterwards, and spits some instructions to the official, before hooking her leg deep once more.
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PERCY: THREe-KICK OUT! Good Lord, that was close! And now Jack is up, and he's got our Senior Official backed up into a corner, and he is not happy. He's wagging his finger in her direction, and just trying to bully the woman.
CAT: I don't know whether he wants to go down that road with Sharon. She's a tough lady.
Colter continues his tirade, and finally Sharon Orbach slaps his hand out of her face. The look on his says, 'Oh, really..', as he comes even closer and pokes her in the chest. Sharon Orbach comes alive, shoving Colter out of her face, and yelling at him to never touch her again or he would be ejected from the match. Jack's face is one of utter shock as he shakes his head in disbelief, but finally holds his hands up in agreement. He turns back towards Anastasia, to find that she's back on her feet, and rushing right at him. She leaps into the air and throws one foot out to connect with his face, but at the last minute he's able to duck to his right out of the way. Her foot instead connects with Senior Official Orbach
PERCY: SHE WAS ONLY SEVENTEEN TO OUR SENIOR OFFICIAL!
CAT: Well, ref's out of the way.
PERCY: Cat, how can you be so callous. If there's no ref, then who's going to count the pinfall?
CAT: I don't know, but while she's down, this is the perfect opportunity to use some different tactics.
PERCY: Well Anastasia Hayden just realized what she did, and she's trying to get the referee back on her feet, but Sharon is out! Colter is seething behind her, just waiting on her to turn around which she's about to do...OH! Boot to the midsection, THE GUILLOTINE TO ANASTASIA HAYDEN!
CAT: That's it! This one's over! Black Jack Colter is going on to Seven Deadly Sins!
PERCY: I don't know if he is or not, Cat, because as I said...THERE'S NO REFEREE!
Colter lies across Anastasia, expecting a three count at any time, but eventually realizes that he isn't going to get one. He gets up angrily and looks over to the downed referee in disgust, throwing up double birds in her direction for the way she had spoke to him before. Then his expression turns to as if a light bulb had just went off in his head. He laughs as the crowd boo's him, and he makes his way towards the ropes and exits the ring. He peers under the ring apron, searching for something, and when he finds it, he pulls it out with satisfaction so that the whole world can see.
PERCY: Is...IS THAT A BARBED WIRE BASEBALL BAT!
CAT: Oh Yes it is, Percy, and it. Is. Glorious!
Despite not caring for him much, the crowd immediately goes electric at the sight of the foreign object. Colter rolls into the ring with the bat, and comes up to his feet, smacking his boots with the large end like a baseball player ready to come up to bat. He begs for Anastasia Hayden to get back to her feet, and after a while she does start to stir.
PERCY: Don't get up, Ana! This madman is going to lay you out for good! Can we not get someone else out here, for God's sake! Where is The-Ref?
CAT: Knowing him he's probably backstage somewhere trying to figure out how the light switch in his locker room works. Just flip it up, you moron!
PERCY: Anastasia Hayden is now on her feet, and she's woozy, but turning towards Black Jack Colter. God, I can't watch...
Colter rares back and swings for the fences, and Anastasia Hayden only has a split second to realize what's going on and leaps backwards while sucking in her stomach. She barely makes it in time as the baseball bat covered in barbed wire whizzes right in front of her. Colter curses his luck, just about the time that Anastasia takes that distance her leap created, gets a little head of steam, and caves his face in with her patented finisher.
PERCY: SHE'S ONLY SEVENTEEN TO COLTER! Anastasia's down for the pin now....but.....THERE'S STILL NO REF!
CAT: Wait! Look! Are you kidding me? That idiot couldn't have come out when Jack had the pin?
The-Ref rushes down to the ring, or, what constitutes rushing for him. By the time he belly slides into the ring to make the count, more than a few moments have passed.
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THREe-KICK OUT! At the last possible second Colter's right arm thrust up into the air, lifting his shoulder, and breaking the count. The fans fall back in their seat stunned, not believing how close that call really was. Both he and Anastasia lay there on the mat for a minute while The-Ref gets rid of the barbed wire bat, and then checks on his boss who is now beginning to stir.
PERCY: Well, at least we have some restored order out here, and that foreign object didn't come into play.
CAT: I know, right? How disappointing.
PERCY: Yes, well both Colter and Hayden are down....both have hit their finishers in this match, and are now on an even playing field, albeit an exhausted one at this point.
Hayden is to her feet first, reaching down and trying to coerce Colter, who still seems a bit woozy. After a few attempts he finally complies, pulling himself halfway up while Hayden releases him and back up into a corner. She kicks her boot against the canvas, signaling that it’s time for another single leg drop kick.
PERCY: Anastasia Hayden is loading her boot up for another She Was Only Seventeen, while Colter seems to be barely able to stand. He’s turning to face her now, and here she comes…She’s in the air! OH! COLTER DUCKS OUT OF THE WAY, AND ANA ABLE TO CHANGE DIRECTION TO LAND ON HER FEET! She turns around, boot to the midsection by Colter…THE GUILLOTINE!
CAT: Damn!
PERCY: Colter drops for an exhausted cover…
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PERCY: That’s all she wrote, Cat. Black Jack Colter is the fourth participant in the Main Event of Seven Deadly Sins!
CAT: As much as I hate to give up praise, it looked like Anastasia Hayden had him there, but he was able to turn it all around in that last exchange.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: The winner of this match, and another participant for the Seven Deadly Sins Ladder Match for the PAW Heavyweight Championship…..BLACK JACK COLTER!
Colter rolls off of Hayden until he reaches the ropes, where he pulls himself up to a sitting position so that he can survey the woman. He’s sucking wind profusely, eyes wide with surprise at hearing his name called out. Then, out of nowhere, he begins to chuckle. He wipes sweat from his eyes as he dumps through the ropes out to ringside, where the fans give a mixed reaction. He continues laughing all the way up the ramp, back peddling so that he can keep Hayden in his sight.
PERCY: I wonder what that was all about?
CAT: Maybe it’s the fact that when Colter first showed up, he had problems getting momentum started, and now, here he is in the Main Event of our first PPV for our richest prize.
PERCY: Maybe…
CAT: Anastasia Hayden is the complete opposite. She’s came onto the scene like a ball of fire, and every recent opportunity has slipped through her fingers. You have to believe that has a lasting effect on a person’s confidence.
PERCY: I think that Anastasia Hayden came very close to winning this match, and that Colter wasn’t even in his right mind when he pulled off the victory. It was just instinct. Furthermore, Anastasia Hayden has proven in every single match she’s been in, win or lose, that she belongs right here in PAW. Every dog has its day, and this day belonged to Black Jack Colter. I have no doubt that Anastasia’s will come.
CAT: Well, this is one hell of a way to bring this show to a close, and brings us one step closer to Seven Deadly Sins. Make sure to join us tomorrow night on the Circle Television Network for WICKED Live, as we’ll be returning right here to The Pure Arena.
PERCY: For myself, and my colleague, thank you for joining us.
The scene zooms in on Colter on top of the stage now, his arms raised in the air, a dark smirk plastered on his face. Fade to the PAW Logo. Fade to black.
PERCY: Hayden doesn't appear to be intimidated in the slightest, nor should she be. In every match we've seen her in she's proven that she can put up one hell of a fight.
CAT: And that's exactly what this one is going to be, Percy, cause that's the only way Jack Colter knows how to play.
The Senior Official calls for the bell, Jack Colter and Anastasia Hayden begin to circle before tying up in the center of the ring. Hayden quickly slides around, taking Colter's left arm with her into a dragon twist. Jack slaps at his shoulder in discomfort, only for Anastasia to complete another revolution, putting extra torque on the arm. Jack winces as she maintains the lock, and he reaches out to grab hold of her, but she wisely keeps his hyper extended arm between herself and his grasp. Finally, Hayden places her elbow into the insertion of his, and forces his torqued arm to bend back into a hammerlock. Colter reaches back behind him, and then through his own legs, but isn't able to find any relief. Meanwhile, Ana continues to yank up awkwardly on the arm, causing further irritation and discomfort. Finally, Colter stops looking for any escape, and flashes an elbow back straight into Hayden's face.
PERCY: Well, I guess the wrestling portion of this match is over.
CAT: Looks like it.
Ana stumbles back due to the sudden elbow, giving Colter enough time to turn around, and drive home a straight right hand that sends Hayden crashing to the mat. She bounces up quickly, however, but is sent right back down with another right. She comes up a third time, but again, is sent right back down. Hayden is much slower to get up, but Jack helps her to her feet, pushing her back into the ropes, and then sends her to the far side. He swings at her with a clothesline attempt, but she manages to duck it, following through to the other side. She rebounds again, and Jack posts up ready to catch her, only for Anastasia to leap up to Colter's thigh, and then push off with a knee strike right to his temple.
PERCY: Hell of a knee strike by Anastasia Hayden, almost like a modified shining wizard, but with the knee.
CAT: Yeah, I haven't ever seen anything like that.
Jack stumbles back, and Anastasia comes firing in with a combination of kicks, elbow strikes, and finishes it up with a leaping roundhouse that sends Colter crashing back into the nearest corner.
PERCY: Anastasia now with the upper hand, and she comes running in on Colter...Leaps up to place both feet on his thighs, and rocks back, monkey flipping the man halfway across the ring!
CAT: Hayden back up just as Colter lands, and he's on his way back up as well. Hayden with a burst of speed, and....SPIN WHEEL KICK TAKES COLTER'S HEAD OFF!
PERCY: Yeah, but Colter's not staying down, and Hayden's in position for some more of those deadly kicks.
Jack comes up to his knee's, but he's met with stiff soccer like kicks directly to his chest and face that leave him reeling back and forth. The crowd begins to count along, and when they finally reach 'Ten', Hayden rushes the ropes in front of Colter, and rebounds back with a low thrust kick straight to his face that sends him snapping down to the mat. He clutches at his nose, as Ana drops down for the cover.
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PERCY: THR-KICK OUT! Good Lord! That kick to Colter's face looks like it may have dislodged some teeth.
CAT: I don't know about teeth, Percy, but that fool's nose is pouring.
Blood streams down into Colter's mouth, and a gleam comes into his eye as Ana pulls him up to his feet for more punishment. Colter suddenly shoves Ana's hands away from him, and he opens up with right hands that drive the woman back into the closest corner. Like a man possessed he grabs the top rope, and starts hammering kicks into Anastasia Hayden until she's driven down into a seated position in the corner, and then he reigns down stomps. Senior Official, Sharon Orbach, intervenes with a five count, and just at the last possible second, Colter jerks away from the corner and stalks to the center of the ring where the fans boo.
PERCY: Jesus! Colter has snapped. I guess that the taste of his own blood doesn't suit him.
CAT: Or maybe he realizes just what's at stake here, and that if he can win this match he could go on to become the PAW Heavyweight Champion!
Colter stalks back in on Hayden despite the S.O.'s warning, and he pulls her up out of the corner by the hair of the head. He hooks her around the neck, draping her arm over his own, and then takes her high into the air and holds her there, letting the blood drain to her head. After almost twenty seconds of this, he finally falls back into a suplex, to which Ana clutches at her back after impact.
PERCY: Nice vertical suplex by Colter, who is now right back on Anastasia Hayden. He lifts the woman up into a seated position, and OH! Just drives his knee right down into the back of her shoulders and neck. And again!
CAT: Many more hits like that, and Ana could end up with a stinger.
PERCY: Yeah, I think Colter knows that.
Colter grips Ana by either side of her head, and yanks up abruptly, lifting her right off of the mat, before releasing her to slam back down awkwardly. The fans boo as she cradles her head, and rubs the back of her neck, and he pays the fans back for their commentary by laying in a stiff boot straight to Ana's skull. Jack falls back into the ropes, and on his way back stops short of Ana, bringing his elbow up beside his head, and falling forward to drive the point right down into the woman's head. She clutches at the fresh wound, and he comes back up, only to take up the same position and do it again. Finally, he covers her with a lateral press.
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PERCY: Kick out at two by Anastasia Hayden, and Colter is not happy with the count. He just pointed back down at the mat, and now he hooks the leg deep, locking his hands.
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PERCY: THR-kick out! Anastasia Hayden is not going to be held down!
CAT: She will if he finds the right combination for her. I guarantee it!
Jack jerks Ana up off the canvas, and drags her by the hair of the head over near one of the corners. The Senior Official warns him about the hair pulls, but he pays her no mind as he scoops Hayden up, and then slams her back down right in front of the corner. He then steps into it, hops up to the second rope, and much like he did when he came off the ropes, drives his elbow down into her head with a front falling elbow drop. Hayden convulses on the ring gripping her injured skull, but he forces her back into position, and comes off the second with another elbow. This time he comes up to his knee's afterwards, and spits some instructions to the official, before hooking her leg deep once more.
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PERCY: THREe-KICK OUT! Good Lord, that was close! And now Jack is up, and he's got our Senior Official backed up into a corner, and he is not happy. He's wagging his finger in her direction, and just trying to bully the woman.
CAT: I don't know whether he wants to go down that road with Sharon. She's a tough lady.
Colter continues his tirade, and finally Sharon Orbach slaps his hand out of her face. The look on his says, 'Oh, really..', as he comes even closer and pokes her in the chest. Sharon Orbach comes alive, shoving Colter out of her face, and yelling at him to never touch her again or he would be ejected from the match. Jack's face is one of utter shock as he shakes his head in disbelief, but finally holds his hands up in agreement. He turns back towards Anastasia, to find that she's back on her feet, and rushing right at him. She leaps into the air and throws one foot out to connect with his face, but at the last minute he's able to duck to his right out of the way. Her foot instead connects with Senior Official Orbach
PERCY: SHE WAS ONLY SEVENTEEN TO OUR SENIOR OFFICIAL!
CAT: Well, ref's out of the way.
PERCY: Cat, how can you be so callous. If there's no ref, then who's going to count the pinfall?
CAT: I don't know, but while she's down, this is the perfect opportunity to use some different tactics.
PERCY: Well Anastasia Hayden just realized what she did, and she's trying to get the referee back on her feet, but Sharon is out! Colter is seething behind her, just waiting on her to turn around which she's about to do...OH! Boot to the midsection, THE GUILLOTINE TO ANASTASIA HAYDEN!
CAT: That's it! This one's over! Black Jack Colter is going on to Seven Deadly Sins!
PERCY: I don't know if he is or not, Cat, because as I said...THERE'S NO REFEREE!
Colter lies across Anastasia, expecting a three count at any time, but eventually realizes that he isn't going to get one. He gets up angrily and looks over to the downed referee in disgust, throwing up double birds in her direction for the way she had spoke to him before. Then his expression turns to as if a light bulb had just went off in his head. He laughs as the crowd boo's him, and he makes his way towards the ropes and exits the ring. He peers under the ring apron, searching for something, and when he finds it, he pulls it out with satisfaction so that the whole world can see.
PERCY: Is...IS THAT A BARBED WIRE BASEBALL BAT!
CAT: Oh Yes it is, Percy, and it. Is. Glorious!
Despite not caring for him much, the crowd immediately goes electric at the sight of the foreign object. Colter rolls into the ring with the bat, and comes up to his feet, smacking his boots with the large end like a baseball player ready to come up to bat. He begs for Anastasia Hayden to get back to her feet, and after a while she does start to stir.
PERCY: Don't get up, Ana! This madman is going to lay you out for good! Can we not get someone else out here, for God's sake! Where is The-Ref?
CAT: Knowing him he's probably backstage somewhere trying to figure out how the light switch in his locker room works. Just flip it up, you moron!
PERCY: Anastasia Hayden is now on her feet, and she's woozy, but turning towards Black Jack Colter. God, I can't watch...
Colter rares back and swings for the fences, and Anastasia Hayden only has a split second to realize what's going on and leaps backwards while sucking in her stomach. She barely makes it in time as the baseball bat covered in barbed wire whizzes right in front of her. Colter curses his luck, just about the time that Anastasia takes that distance her leap created, gets a little head of steam, and caves his face in with her patented finisher.
PERCY: SHE'S ONLY SEVENTEEN TO COLTER! Anastasia's down for the pin now....but.....THERE'S STILL NO REF!
CAT: Wait! Look! Are you kidding me? That idiot couldn't have come out when Jack had the pin?
The-Ref rushes down to the ring, or, what constitutes rushing for him. By the time he belly slides into the ring to make the count, more than a few moments have passed.
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THREe-KICK OUT! At the last possible second Colter's right arm thrust up into the air, lifting his shoulder, and breaking the count. The fans fall back in their seat stunned, not believing how close that call really was. Both he and Anastasia lay there on the mat for a minute while The-Ref gets rid of the barbed wire bat, and then checks on his boss who is now beginning to stir.
PERCY: Well, at least we have some restored order out here, and that foreign object didn't come into play.
CAT: I know, right? How disappointing.
PERCY: Yes, well both Colter and Hayden are down....both have hit their finishers in this match, and are now on an even playing field, albeit an exhausted one at this point.
Hayden is to her feet first, reaching down and trying to coerce Colter, who still seems a bit woozy. After a few attempts he finally complies, pulling himself halfway up while Hayden releases him and back up into a corner. She kicks her boot against the canvas, signaling that it’s time for another single leg drop kick.
PERCY: Anastasia Hayden is loading her boot up for another She Was Only Seventeen, while Colter seems to be barely able to stand. He’s turning to face her now, and here she comes…She’s in the air! OH! COLTER DUCKS OUT OF THE WAY, AND ANA ABLE TO CHANGE DIRECTION TO LAND ON HER FEET! She turns around, boot to the midsection by Colter…THE GUILLOTINE!
CAT: Damn!
PERCY: Colter drops for an exhausted cover…
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3!!!
PERCY: That’s all she wrote, Cat. Black Jack Colter is the fourth participant in the Main Event of Seven Deadly Sins!
CAT: As much as I hate to give up praise, it looked like Anastasia Hayden had him there, but he was able to turn it all around in that last exchange.
REBEKAH ANDERSON: The winner of this match, and another participant for the Seven Deadly Sins Ladder Match for the PAW Heavyweight Championship…..BLACK JACK COLTER!
Colter rolls off of Hayden until he reaches the ropes, where he pulls himself up to a sitting position so that he can survey the woman. He’s sucking wind profusely, eyes wide with surprise at hearing his name called out. Then, out of nowhere, he begins to chuckle. He wipes sweat from his eyes as he dumps through the ropes out to ringside, where the fans give a mixed reaction. He continues laughing all the way up the ramp, back peddling so that he can keep Hayden in his sight.
PERCY: I wonder what that was all about?
CAT: Maybe it’s the fact that when Colter first showed up, he had problems getting momentum started, and now, here he is in the Main Event of our first PPV for our richest prize.
PERCY: Maybe…
CAT: Anastasia Hayden is the complete opposite. She’s came onto the scene like a ball of fire, and every recent opportunity has slipped through her fingers. You have to believe that has a lasting effect on a person’s confidence.
PERCY: I think that Anastasia Hayden came very close to winning this match, and that Colter wasn’t even in his right mind when he pulled off the victory. It was just instinct. Furthermore, Anastasia Hayden has proven in every single match she’s been in, win or lose, that she belongs right here in PAW. Every dog has its day, and this day belonged to Black Jack Colter. I have no doubt that Anastasia’s will come.
CAT: Well, this is one hell of a way to bring this show to a close, and brings us one step closer to Seven Deadly Sins. Make sure to join us tomorrow night on the Circle Television Network for WICKED Live, as we’ll be returning right here to The Pure Arena.
PERCY: For myself, and my colleague, thank you for joining us.
The scene zooms in on Colter on top of the stage now, his arms raised in the air, a dark smirk plastered on his face. Fade to the PAW Logo. Fade to black.
