PW Presents Redemption 110

[Slaine Rodrick]

PW Presents...

Airing LIVE on Dailymotion July 11th @ 7pm PST

Redemption 110
July 11th, 2017
Overstock Peace Colosseum
Midvale, Utah

***ON AIR***

(The cameras pick up motion in the empty Colosseum at night, faded security lights giving barely enough illumination to pick up the slim form of the Rising Phoenix Champion, Anastasia Starling as she walks through a hallway. Bars of light from the outside and shadows between the windows mark her progress as she moves. The full moon grows in prominence as she walks, lending a bit of sparkle onto the dust motes in the air. Around her trim waist is the precious to her Rising Phoenix Championship belt, and her voice floats up, soft but clear as if magnified despite the lack of a microphone.)

Anastasia Starling: It feels good. Nopies… it feels right, to be champion… no. I’m a champion even without my belt, but now I has it back. Where it belongs. This is a feeling I never want to get rid of.

(She looks down, her fingers tapping lightly on the plate of her belt, a small smile on her lips as her heterochromatic eyes close in a slight ecstasy.)

Anastasia Starling: Just three weeks. Too much time without what’s mine… too long. Never never never again. I will do whatever it takes to keep what’s mine, be it [REDACTED]... though I don’t understand why he was dacted in the first place to need re...or Finn Whelan, or whoever else fights up and gets guts and glory to challenge me for it. It’s mines. They’re all going to see.

(She nods again and starts walking forward, disappearing into the shadows at the far end of the hall. As the cameras fade from Anastasia’s walking form, they come back to fireworks in a fairly impressive display over the courtyard then sweep from there to the announcers’ desk. Alpine and Rodz check their microphones and then begin to discuss tonight’s Redemption show.)

Alpine: Some exciting matches on tap for tonight, Rodz. We’ll be ending the show with a tag team championship match that will have The Collective taking on our reigning Champions Hell Is Waiting after the antics of the challengers over the last few shows. As if that wasn’t enough, we have a non-title match with our Rebirth Champion Cassius Reed taking on Faith, our plucky and determined first two-time Rising Phoenix Champion Anastasia Starling taking on her newest challenger, the man they call [REDACTED]...

Rodz: Which is weird as hell but hey. Finn Whelan takes on a beleaguered Veronica Valiant, and in our opening bout we have a returning Leoncio De Soto taking on Ryan Graves!

Alpine: It’ll be Leon’s first match back and I’m eager to see if Rugido is indeed ring ready!

Rodz: I’m hearing that our own Kiko Hirayama is standing by in the back with him, hopefully he’s ready to answer a few questions!

(The camera goes backstage then to find Kiko Hirayama as she stands next to the far more flamboyant Leoncio De Soto! She’s dressed most smartly for the Summer weather but still in a rather professional manner as she perkily holds up the microphone.)

Kiko Hirayama: Hello Phoenix Wrestling fans! Kiko here with returning Phoenix Wrestling star Leoncio De Soto! Leon, can you tell us what’s on your mind?

Leoncio De Soto: What didn’t I already say, coming up to this point, going to face that large, imposing bastardo, Ryan Graves? I’ve done my work, little flower just to stand before your trim little… ahem. I digressed, but who could blame me? Certainly no one that sees what’s waiting on me tonight against that Cabrón. Now, pleasant thoughts? That would be getting to team with Faith again. I know, she’s missed me because look at what she’s had to work with since I was away! It’s pitiful, but all that is gone, Rugido is back!

("Maybe I’m A Lion" by Songe plays and Leon bows a little over Kiko’s hand, making her blush and he heads off whistling to his music to the ringside area. The fans give him an immense pop, happy to see the brash buccaneer return to a PW ring! Before he can soak it all in, “Till I Collapse” by Eminem plays, interrupting his little party and out on the stage comes Ryan Graves with the lovely Gabby at his side. He’s got a mic in hand and gestures for the music to cut.)

Ryan Graves: Seems we’ve had a misunderstanding here!

(The fans boo him heavily and he seems to eat it up for a moment before he turns his full attention to Leoncio.)

Ryan Graves: I’m not about to be a stepping stone to some midget throwback returning to Phoenix Wrestling. Time you realize little man… you can’t hang with the big boys.

(He spikes the microphone to the stage making it squall with feedback as the fans boo him even more heavily and he makes the walk down to the ring as Gabby glares at Leon.)

Ryan Graves vs. Leoncio De Soto

Alpine: Ryan is hungry to get back into contention here and isn’t about to let Leonicio steal his spot!

Rodz: Well normally I’d support the big man over the little man but Leonicio is the most talented flying squirrel man I’ve seen in awhile. Ryan is going to have a fun time catching him!

(Leonicio steps back, allowing Ryan to step up on the apron and step over the ring ropes. He rips off his homeless patchwork leather ring vest, tosses it to Gabby, then pulls his fists up to Leo. With both competitors ready, Oz signals for the bell!!)

DING DING DING!!!

(Ryan swings for a big punch but Leo ducks, then comes back with a big reaching chop to the chest! The crowd “WOOO!!!”s as Ryan looks at his chest, then looks to Leo blankly. Leo then comes back with another big chop, this one getting Ryan to step back a few feet. He smirks, then waves him on with one hand. Leo smiles and hits the ropes, then comes back with a flying enziguri shot which Ryan ducks! Ryan scoops up Leo by his neck and picks him up for a chokeslam, but Leo shows off his core strength by lifting up and dragging Ryan down for an armbar! He grinds on the hold, but not for long as Ryan muscles him up in the air, causing Leo to flip over Ryan and down into a sunset flip! Leo goes for the pin but Ryan kicks out at one, causing Leo to pick up Ryan by his wet hair. That’s his mistake as Ryan fires off with a solid shot to the chin, flooring Leonicio to the mat. Ryan goes to pick up Leo but he fires off with a big front kick to the forehead, knocking Ryan back! Leo then nips up, dodges an incoming clothesline, then swings around and connects with The Enziguri! Leo goes for the cover….)

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(Kickout. Gabby shouts frantically at Ryan to get back to his feet.)

Alpine: Ryan is having a hard time getting a solid grip on Leonicio. For every shot he lands Leo is three ahead.

Rodz: Well if Ryan weren’t so into body oil sex he wouldn’t be having this issue. I’m all for Ryan banging Gabby backstage, but only if it doesn’t hinder his performance.

(Leo stands up then connects with a standing moonsault, getting the crowd active before picking up Ryan. He makes sure to land a knee on the way up, preventing Ryan from countering his attack. He hooks Ryan’s head, then jumps in the air and flips him to the mat with a jumping triangle choke! The fans are on their feet for the eye catching submission as Leo wrenches down on the right arm of Ryan! As disorientated as he is, Ryan forces himself into a mount position over Leo. Slowly but surely he works his way to a crouch, then double hooks Leo. He picks up Leo for a chokeslam escape, but Leo drops back and nails a hurricanrana from the position, bringing Ryan right back down! Ryan is looking helpless, tired from the frantic pace early in.)

Alpine: Leo has Ryan right where he wants him! Ryan tried to power out but that proved unsuccessful!

Rodz: Well no shit! Like I said, if he weren’t going all kama sutra backstage on Gabby, he would’ve slammed Leo out of his boots! Not like I’m hating on backstage sex, I’d do the same with that tatted euro skank.

(Gabby helps out her man by tugging on Leo’s leg, ripping him away from the submission! Leo looks back, nods to Gabby with a one eyed wink, then dives right at Ryan just as he’s standing, locking in the Keelhaul! With nowhere to go, Ryan has no choice but to tap out as Gabby freaks out on the outside!)

WINNER: Leonicio De Soto via SUBMISSION @ 3 minutes, 49 seconds.

Alpine: Someone’s angry!

Rodz: Angry?! How about besides himself right now! Graves is about to deliver a Giancarlo Stanton-esque Home Run at-bat here on Leoncio!

(Monstrous, savaging swings of the steel chair that Graves had in his possession, he swung for Home Run connections towards Leoncio’s head after a fateful loss. Leo ducked each wide swinging attempt as he escaped quickly from the ring. Graves, boiling over with rage, tosses the chair outside of the ring, aimed at Leoncio, but again dodging luckily out of the way. Graves girlfriend Gabby yelled as it was the only thing keeping him from going possibly even further with damage. Calling for calm, Graves made his exit from the ring as Gabby tailed from behind.)

Ryan Graves: SOMEONE’S GONNA PAY FOR THIS!

(As the nearby mic picked up Grave’s lasting comments before disappearing to the back with his girlfriend, all had transitioned into what was a seemingly brief video package, that of Phoenix Wrestling’s newly signed superstar, “The New Dynasty”, Xander Bishop. A few photo shots of him, letting the Phoenix fans know they are in for one hell of a treat. The words “The King of Slander” Is Coming Soon!” in big text as it scrolled center of the vid. Things fade out from that brief video package to Finn Whelan, who is backstage in his room, eyes slightly wandering as he was obviously thinking on something before his bout tonight against Veronica Valiant shortly.)

Finn Whelan: I honestly can’t come up with an answer to why I have to face this...woman tonight. Yes, I get I’ve taken a couple of losses but they see my potential. I have to face Veronica Valiant?

(Finn shook his head.)

Finn Whelan: Fine. I’ll beat her just like I’ve done with the others, delivering yet another loss at her doorsteps. I will not let some trash ruin me from getting back to where I truly belong, that being in the Rising Phoenix Championship. Veronica, tonight, you wi--BAM!!!

(One of the lighting rigs near Finn came collapsing down on him as cameras shot over to the area and there was Veronica Valiant herself, looking down over Finn with a sinful smile. Finn was in some serious pain.)

Veronica Valiant: You want to intervene my quality time, punk? Deal with the consequences!

(Turning and pivoting on her right foot, she stormed off as staff finally comes to the aide of Finn. They help to sit him upright as they check on him. Finn holds his head as they try to get him ready for his match that was coming at him in moments. Things cut from backstage to ringside.)

Finn Whelan vs. Veronica Valiant

(‘The World Is Not Enough’ by Garbage plays, bringing on boos from the crowd. Valiant makes her way down to ringside with a microphone in hand and a slick smile on her face. She brushes off her shoulders at the booing crowd before making her way up the ring steps and into the ring. She takes her corner, then speaks into the mic.)

Valiant: Cut my music and play his. Let’s get this over with so I can go home.

(Boos from the audience as the sound guy obliges, playing ‘Everyone Sells Cocaine’ by Motionless In White. The song plays for thirty seconds, then pauses. Since no one is coming out, they loop it again. Another thirty seconds, nothing. This brings the impatient Valiant to the mic.)

Valiant: He’s not coming out for the match! Now count that lousy son of a bitch out!

(Malik looks thrown off by the no show, but nonetheless starts up a count. The crowd counts along, that is until a bloodied and banged up Finn Whelan makes his way out from the curtains! The ref pauses for a second, but continues his count, causing Finn to limp run to ringside! The fans are on fire for Finn as he run slides into the ring at eight, only to be met by the boots of Veronica Valiant!)

DING DING DING!!

Alpine: Incredible! Somehow Finn found a way to make it to the ring after having a lighting rig dropped over his head!

Rodz: He may look like a crack addicted punk rocker but he has the durability of PCP addicted fat man. If there’s anyone who can come anywhere close to the realm of toughness Masaru Inoue resides in, it’s Finn Whelan.

(Veronica isn’t one to waste time, and waits behind Finn eagerly as he comes to a woozy stand. As soon as he does she plants her hands on his shoulders and flips up and over with the Budget Cutter! The move lands cleanly, flattening Finn on the mat! Veronica doesn’t hesitate to go for hooked leg cover!!)

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2.5!!!

(Somehow Finn is able to place his boot on the bottom rope, breaking the pinfall. This enrages Veronica, who screams in Finn’s face, then mounts him! She then starts hitting him with forearms to the busted open forehead of Finn, causing him to cover up!)

Alpine: Finn is lucky to escape the Budget Cutter….he’ll be even luckier to escape getting his face beaten in by Veronica!

Rodz: Just as that cut was healing from the brass knuckles shot, BAM silver fox Veronica cracks it wide open again. Not only is Veronica smokin’ hot, she’s a wicked strategist.

(Finn is somehow able to push up and kick Veronica off, giving him a brief opportunity to back scoot to a corner. Veronica snarls at Finn and rushes in for a running knee, but Finn rolls out of the way and rolls her up from behind!)

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(Veronica escapes with a thumb to the eye, causing Finn to roll off and rub his affected left eye. Veronica gets up and eyes Finn from the back, waiting for him to give her the perfect opportunity. Finn comes to a stand and she plants her hands on his shoulders again, only for Finn to block the swing down and convert it into a snapping reverse brainbuster on the mat! “OHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Finn stumbles to his feet, screaming out the fans as he gives his chest a fist pound. They respond with a “FINN!!!” chant, and he gives them a reason to cheer by springing off the ropes and nailing one of his pinpoint dropkicks to the face, knocking Veronica to the corner!)

Alpine: The momentum is swinging in Finn’s favor. Valiant needs to keep up the offense if she wants to stand a chance.

Rodz: She needs to keep pounding on that cut. Juice him so bad he’s slipping in his own blood puddles.

(Veronica is helpless to Finn who rushes in with another big dropkick, this one dropping her to her butt. Finn then goes to pick her up but she knife chops him in the throat, then leaps up and hits a lungblower on Finn! “OHHH!!!”s from the crowd as now both competitors are on the mat, the crowd still rooting Finn on. Veronica is the first to stand and goes up to the back of Finn, screaming “OVER!!” before hooking him up from behind. Just as she goes for the dragon sleeper though Finn rolls out, nails her with a solid shot to the ribs, then hooks her by her head! The crowd is on their feet for Finn, but Veronica quickly pushes off Finn and nails a thrust kick to his chin! “OHHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Finn falls back to the ropes, and Veronica hooks Finn in a headlock of her own. Veronica slings back once, blocked. Slings back twice, blocked. Finn then stomps Veronica’s left foot, european uppercuts her, then slings her into the Revelation 6:4! Finn weakly falls on Veronica and hooks the leg!)

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3!!!!!

WINNER: Finn Whelan via PINFALL @ 10 minutes, 57 seconds.

Alpine: Veronica with that look! She just doesn’t know when to quit, does she?

(Veronica goes on a vengeful attack on Finn Whelan as the match had just finished proceeding with the bell ringing. Shoving him down from behind, she presses down her foot onto his lower back as Doug, Valiant’s tranny assistant served an assist to her boss with a heavy, brick-loaded purse as one could see the corners of the bricks imprint the medium-sized purse. Veronica was looking to end Finn for good. Raising that purse up nearly above her head...)

“BOOORRNNNN IN THE U.S.A!!!!”

“I WASSS BORRRNNN IN THE U.S.A!!!!”

Alpine: What...is this?

Rodz: Whoever it is got “The Boss” playing! The crowd is with it!

Alpine: THAT’S JOHNNY REBEL!!! WHAT IS HE DOING HERE???

Rodz: Yeahhh and why the hell he’s in a suit and not in his wrestling gear? What is this?

(Stepping through the curtains and appearing with a roar of applause, Johnny Rebel with a wide grin on his face, arms out, taking the moment in as Bruce Springsteen voice bled loudly through the system to “Born In The U.S.A.” Dressed to impress in a Navy-blue suit. This all distracted the presumed violent motion of Valiant’s comedown of that purse in hand. Rebel threw his hand out in the direction of Veronica.)

Johnny Rebel: DROP THAT PURSE OR BE SUSPENDED!!!

(Valiant looked up at the ramp towards Rebel, yelling at him, “WHO GAVE YOU THE AUTHORITY, OLD MAN??” The fans booed Veronica as she brought the purse down slightly, as if willing to take a suspension. Rebel shook his head.)

Johnny Rebel: Seth Black! He appointed me as the temporary GM while he’s on the mend from the injuries you caused!

(Rebel glare was strong towards Veronica who just rolled her eyes to that. She in turn dropped the brick-loaded purse right beside Finn.)

Johnny Rebel: Good, that’s a real good move, Veronica. While I’m out here, let me make a few things crystal clear! First, Cassius Reed will have a Rebirth Title contract signing with Masaru Inoue here later tonight for UTCL6!

(The crowd gives an insane amount of pop to that announcement as Rebel agrees, nodding his head.)

Johnny Rebel: Finn, I didn’t forget about you. You have indeed earned your rematch and will receive your shot at the Rising Phoenix Championship come UTCL6!

(Finn, back on his feet, was elated as the crowd pops loudly on that announcement as well. Veronica and her assistant Doug slid out of the ring.)

Johnny Rebel: Whoa! Not so fast, V.V! You have no choice in this matter because at UTCL6, you will face...

(Rebel paused, letting suspense build before continuing.)

Johnny Rebel: Me! Yes, that’s right! You’re going to face off against me and I’m going to kick your ass for what you did to Seth!

(Valiant began stomping her feet, fussing at that decision. Shaking her head, she dismissed herself from ringside and took an alternate route to bypass Rebel as her and her assistant made their exit. Rebel stormed off to the back angrily. Things flipped from ringside to a ‘stalking’ Ryan Graves with his girlfriend Gabby close behind him. Ryan wielding a steel chair in hand as he is looking for one, Leoncio De Soto after what went down earlier tonight. His girlfriend cheers him on as he tries to hunt down Leoncio. Just as he turns the corner, he immediately spotted him down the hallway.)

Ryan Graves: LEO!!!!

(Leoncio turns and sees Graves then turns back and jogs off, turning right at the corner. Graves goes to chase after him but stepping from out of the former office, now turned dressing room, [REDACTED] exited, finding Graves in mid-stride. Ryan goes to right to get pass but [REDACTED] strafes to the right, blocking access. Ryan goes back to the left, same result. Ryan smirks as he lowers his head.

Ryan Graves: I suggest you MOVE or get HIT!

(While Gabby remained a couple feet behind her boyfriend, Ryan waited for [REDACTED] to move but he didn’t budge one bit. Ryan nodded his head and within seconds, swung the chair right at [REDACTED] but he only caught it and threw it down to the floor. Ryan looked shocked before deciding to throw a right hand. The two traded shots back and forth. Pushing and shoving with big blows being traded. Security rushed in with Gabby yelling and screaming. They split the two up and diffuse the mess as all goes to a much-needed commercial break.)

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(Returning from commercial break, Razor Blades and Steak Knives by Jarren Benton hits the speakers and out from behind the curtains comes Frisky D! She’s got a mic in hand and she accepts the cheers with a smile before she holds up her hands and makes her way to the ring. She climbs up the steps, wipes her feet on the apron and slides between the ropes. The fans cheer again and then she lifts the mic, they quiet down to better hear what she has to say. She seems to be considering her words as she raises the mic to her lips, then pauses. Finally after a shrug, she takes a deep breath and exclaims.)

Frisky D: Maaann, fuck Mason Daniels, y'know?

(She lets out a deep exhale.)

Frisky D: Like seriously, fuck him up the ass. Gonna be honest, I had a whole speech done up in my head, where I was gonna talk about what happened to me and my journey, what he did to me, what he's done to so many people ... but I dunno man. I don't really think he deserves that type of eloquence you know?

(Frisky holds the mic out as if to survey the crowd, who seem in complete agreement with her.)

Frisky D: What he deserves is to get his ass beat. And the fact of things is, ever since I got my shot here in PW, I've been kinda riding the wave unsure if whether I really belonged or not. What he did, for no real good reason besides the fact that he absolutely sucks in every conceivable way, is he tried to take finding that out one way or the other out of my hands. I can deal with failure, life's filled with failures, but I want to fail or succeed on my own. Fact is, because I feel like I'm playing with house money, I'm willing to risk it all to send his trashbag ass packing.

(She shrugs.)

Frisky D: Why not, right? So let's just quit screwing around, me and you Mase, Under The Coliseum Lights -- Loser Leaves Town. It's not a request, it's me stating that you've got two options: One, you accept it or Two, the second your suspension's up I make sure you don't enter a PW arena to cut a promo, have a match, change into your gear or take a dump without me in your grill wrecking your world.

(After twirling the mic in her hand, her voice raises in volume.)

Frisky D: It's a really simple choice, Daniels! Hurry up, chop chop! Put down the Fred Durst cosplay kit and give me an answer! None of us have all night here!

(The fans explode into cheers at her daring, but as she goes to leave the ring the video screens all flicker on to show said Mason Daniels live via satellite from his home. He balances his chin on the butt of his barbwire bat with a giggling Crystal by his side before he speaks.)

Mason Daniels: Well well well. The little piggy should have stayed home. But hey, I’ll accept your match Frisky, but only if it’s by my rules. You, me, hardcore style!

(Frisky nods, looking set in her decision and heads to the back.)

Mason Daniels: It’s a deal.

(The cameras cut to Anastasia as she is ready to come out for her match tonight, her dulcet tones ringing as she speaks.)

Anastasia Starling: Imma not worried, you know. Finn is getting his rematch at UTCL… but tonight, only thing that Imma focusing on, is holding on to my title here tonight. Overlooking someone like [REDACTED] is a mistake, and not one that’s gonna happen. I knows I’m in for a big fight. Good.

(With a flounce she heads out and walks down the hallway towards the gorilla position.)

PW Rising Phoenix Championship

Anastasia Starling © vs. [REDACTED]

Alpine: Anastasia is going into this match as focused as ever. While most look at [REDACTED] as just another defense on Ana’s road to Finn Whelan, Ana sees [REDACTED] for the threat that he is.

Rodz: That’s because Ana has the mind of a veteran wrestler. She knows the threat level of a competitor before they even step in that ring. Newcomer or not, [REDACTED] is a force to be reckoned with.

(First to make his way out through the glass double doors is [REDACTED]. ‘To Carry The Seeds Of Death Within Me’ by The Body plays as the monster storms to the ring to boos, followed by his animated manager Brandon Garcia. [REDACTED] quickly ascends the steps, steps through the ropes, then stands in the center of the ring as a strobe light spotlight flickers above him. Garcia enthusiastically points at him as [REDACTED] is statuesque, staring at the hard cam side. His theme comes to an end, and is replaced with ‘Time’(Yellhigh! Remix) by Satellite Empire. The fans cheer loudly for Anastasia as she bursts through the double doors, leaving them swinging as silver and blue pyros go off for her. She smiles out to the fans, then tosses her top hat out to them like a frisbee! Fans in the side pocket of the entranceway leap for the souvenir as Anastasia removes the title from her waist and holds it high. She then races to the ropes, does a corkscrew slide into the ring, nips up, then holds the title to [REDACTED]’s face. She screams out “MINE!!!”, to which he sniffs the title and nods. A wide eyed Ana hands off her title to Malik Demitrious who holds it high for all the fans to see. He then hands off the belt to the timekeeper as Anastasia removes her ringmaster jacket and hands it off it to a ring girl. With her theme coming to a fade, Malik signals to both competitors. He then waves for the match to begin.)

DING DING DING!!!

(Anastasia bounces in her corner, then starts a pace around [REDACTED]. [REDACTED] is much the opposite, rounding Anastasia slowly and taking his time with her. After thirty seconds of non-activity Anastasia lunges in for a leg takedown. As soon as [REDACTED] reaches for her she rotates to his back, reaches up for his shoulders, then leaps up and dropkicks him in the back!! The shot sends [REDACTED] forward a few feet, but he’s still on his feet. Unfazed, Anastasia runs at [REDACTED]. Predictably he goes for a running lariat counter, but she springs off the ropes, hooks for a flying reverse headscissors, and tosses the big man to the outside! Brandon rushes over and is screaming at [REDACTED] to get up as Anastasia is already lining him up in the ring. The fans are on their feet as Anastasia races towards [REDACTED], springing off the top ropes and going for a corkscrew body splash! However [REDACTED] catches her, maneuvers her to a front lock, then throws her with a BIG release belly to belly suplex!! “HOLY SHIT!!” rings out from the crowd as Anastasia grabs her sore lower back and cringes in pain. [REDACTED] makes his way over to her, cracking his neck as Garcia gives him a few violent pointers.)

Alpine: They’ve officially taken this to the outside. Keep in mind with the exception of a five foot perimeter around the ring, that’s all concrete.

Rodz: Concrete toughens up the back. Ana needs a little spinal conditioning and [REDACTED] can definitely help her out with that.

(Malik hobbles to the outside to survey the action closer. Fans scatter as Anastasia crawls up to a crouch, looking to be in serious pain as [REDACTED] slowly stalks behind her. As soon as he places his hands on her back, she flips backward with a pele’ kick, knocking him back a few feet! Even though she’s in pain she’s forced to react, and she lands the Our Lady Peace, knocking [REDACTED] to the concrete to the cheers of the fans! Before [REDACTED] can even stand Anastasia is running towards the wall of the center cylinder. She does a kickflip off the wall, going for a springboard variation of Spinning Bird Kick! The crowd deflates as [REDACTED] ducks, grabs Ana by her neck, then plants her on a seated steel chair nearby!! “HOLY SHIT!!!” from the crowd as the ruthless [REDACTED] rips her up out of the bent chair and hoists her to her feet. He then picks her up in a military press, looks to the glass wall of the center of the courtyard, then tosses her right through the glass with a big toss!! “HOLY SHIT!!!” from the rabid audience as a cut up Anastasia stirs on the concrete. Brandon is shouting at [REDACTED] to end this!)

Alpine: [REDACTED] is seriously damaging the champion here! Anastasia needs to get away from this relentless psychopath!

Rodz: He doesn’t care that he’s fighting a 115 pound girl, he’s gonna throw her through glass walls and on concrete. It takes ruthlessness like that to be a champion.

([REDACTED] picks up Anastasia, who is like spaghetti in his arms as she just dangles. Being he has her weakened, [REDACTED] uses this opportunity to pop her up for a Bolo Bomb. Somehow Anastasia finds a way to dropkick him on the release, knocking [REDACTED] to the ground! He comes to a stand quickly, but she’s ready for him with a big Our Lady Peace on the come up, followed by a snap headscissors, smashing [REDACTED]’s head through a nearby office glass window!! The “HOLY SHIT!”s are back at it as a pissed Anastasia yanks [REDACTED] up, struggling with his body weight and her fatigue. Just as she gets him to a crouch, [REDACTED] comes up with a big boot to the stomach, then hooks her from behind!! The fans are covering their mouths in horror as [REDACTED] has her ready for the Maktal Massacre with his eyes on a burning fire pit. [REDACTED] carries Anastasia on his back as Brandon bellows to finish her! However Ana isn’t about to go out like that and wiggles out the back, landing on her feet. [REDACTED] swings for a big punch, Anastasia ducks and leaps on his shoulders, swivels, then nails a big satellite headscissors, sending [REDACTED] dangerously close to the fire! Ana knows how dangerous he is and acts quickly with a Big Top Blockbuster, slamming his face into the fire pit! [REDACTED] rolls over as the crowd is in full on “ANA-STA-SIA!!” chant mode. As [REDACTED] rolls over and grabs his burning face, Anastasia runs in and hits the Sturnidae, going for the cover as Brandon screams in the background!!)

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3!!!!

WINNER: Anastasia Starling via PINFALL @ 9 minutes, 32 seconds.

Alpine: [REDACTED] brought her to the final minute, but went for a big match move and paid for it.

Rodz: If he kept up that pace and just slammed her on concrete over and over again, he’d have this no doubt. I guess he can chalk this up to a rookie mistake.

Alpine: Rookie mistake or not, [REDACTED] damaged the champion in ways very few on this roster could. He very well could have softened up Anastasia for Finn Whelan.

Rodz: Very well? I call it a fair fight at UTCL. Both are banged the fuck up, both are warriors. No one is walking into that match fresh.

(Ana’s music plays as she celebrates the retention of her title after a hard fought match. Garcia looks ready to spit nails as [REDACTED] oddly seems unconcerned as he leaves the ring. As they come around the corner to head away from the ring, Ryan Graves, seething after his earlier loss commits a party foul and attacks [REDACTED] with a flying tackle! The pair get into a brawl and smash each other back and forth into various bits of equipment while Garcia may or may not have been telling [REDACTED] not to give it away for free. The brawl leads outside the arena as Security in brand t-shirts chases after the pair. Back in the ring Ana shrugs and takes her title, celebrating with the fans before she walks away.

With the ring clear despite the buzzing of the fans over what has just occurred, the dulcet Southern Rock guitars of Lynyrd Skynyrd's Sweet Home Alabama plays, the fans clap along as Johnny Rebel appears on the stage! He makes his way down and he comes out with a crew that clean up the ring, sweep the area and set up a very nice looking carpet in the center of the ring. On this plush wonder of modern weaving technique they set up a nice looking conference table with a couple of leather office chairs as Rebel oversees the proceedings. Once finished he takes the contract for the World Title match at Under the Colosseum Lights out of his inner jacket pocket and lays it out on the table, smoothing the corners before he gets on a microphone taken from another jacket pocket.)

Johnny Rebel: Alright Phoenix fans! We’re here to bear some witness tonight, so come on down Masaru Inoue!

(Silversun Pickups by Nightlight plays and Masaru comes through the curtains, Olly flying ahead of him as he makes his way down the ramp, attention focused sharp and only on Johnny Rebel in the ring. He climbs the steps as Olly circles around the ring before lighting on a turnbuckle, blinking at Johnny as Masaru slides into the ring.)

Johnny Rebel: Now that ya graced us with your presence, I’ll need our Rebirth Champion Cassius Reed…

(From somewhere a voices hisses something to him and he clears his throat.)

Johnny Rebel: Excuse me then, I’ll need our Rebirth Champion King Cassius Reed to make his way down here.

(You Suck by Pour Habit plays as Cassius Reed makes his way from the back, looking primed and ready in his gear, ready for his match directly after this contract signing. He lets his music play as he struts around the ring, milking the moment before he turns to Rebel and gestures towards the table - ignoring the glowering presence of Masaru Inoue the whole time, seemingly, though he definitely gives the owl the side eye.)

Johnny Rebel: Let’s make this short and sweet, his nibs here has a match next so sign on that dotted line!

(Masaru takes a few almost skipping sort of steps forward before he plucks the pen from Rebel’s fingers. He signs his name with a huge flourish and in an uncharacteristic silence. Cassius glares at him, clearly considering Masaru’s actions and his almost drowning before he snatches the pen up off the table and plants his free hand on it, bending to sign on the dotted line. Just as he finishes the last letter Masaru suddenly cackles and darts in, shoving Rebel to the side as a click sounds, then a loud:

WHOOSH!

Fans in the front row shriek out in surprise and a little fear as Masaru blows a fireball in Cassius Reed’s face! He lunges back trying to escape the plume of fire that knocks him to the mat, and Rebel shouts and snaps his fingers for the security ringside and he sics them on a hysterically laughing Masaru Inoue!)

Johnny Rebel: Take this little son of a bitch to the back and sit on him until I get there!

(The trainer and a few aides run down the ramp as Masaru is dragged up it, they dodge him and get to the ring quickly to check on Cassius’ condition! The fans are murmuring, clearly upset and worried at what they have seen as Rebel paces. As they check on Cassius, Monster by Stitched up Heart plays and Faith makes her way to the ring - she’s clearly ready for her match and seems more than a little stoic as she sees Cassius sitting on the mat talking lowly with the doctor. The techs clear the table, chairs, and carpet from the ring just as Cassius makes his way to his feet. Rebel questions the doctor as the referee looks on, and the doctor says that Reed is cleared to compete but that they want him to the back as quickly as the match is over. Cassius looks beyond angry, his afro singed, and a quick makeshift patch over his right eye and all.)

Non-Title

Cassius Reed © vs. Faith

Alpine: Faith right out of the gate locking up with Cassius Reed, she caught him good with those clinching knee strikes to the gut.

Rodz: The thing here is, while Faith is pound for pound a hard hitting striker our Rebirth Champion packs a harder single shot.

Alpine: You can’t sit there and tell me though that he’s not shook, after what just happened. The man can’t see out of his right eye, because...

Rodz: BLASPHEMY, Alpine. Masaru may be a magnificent bastard but at the end of the day but Cassius is our Iron King...SWEET CHRISTMAS!

(Rodz overreacting nonetheless, Cassius manages to perform a perfect sunset flip bomb after backing Faith towards the nearest corner with elbows, escaping her clinch and gaining himself a two count. Faith kicks out strongly at two and Cassius whips back off the pin as she raises her arm, clearly trying to protect his right guard. He rolls up to his feet smoothly however, and moves to keep Faith to his left where he can best focus on her. Faith to her credit stays on Reed, lashing at his legs and torso with various kicks to try and soften him up. Cassius covers up as best he can until Faith makes a minor misstep as she sets up for a spinning back kick, he sways back and avoids the hit and her extended form leaves her open as she comes up for his left hook boxing combo! Faith is dazed momentarily by the rapid blows, though as he spins and comes back with a huge backhand slap it seems to fill her full of righteous rage even as the slap echoes out over the ring.

She jabs towards his face, he instinctively recoils and she drops him fast with her double leg takedown, raining hard shots down on him from the mount as the referee warns her about closed fist punches! Faith gives him a quick glare and hits a forearm smash to Cassius, then slides to hook the leg for a lateral press pin, and the ringside microphone picks up her comment about how she smells burnt hair. This prompts Cassius to roar and shove her right off the pin, slinging her away from him and almost bowling the poor referee over!)

Alpine: Thinking that maybe she shouldn’t have said that, I mean Faith herself has been lit on fire, she knows it’s no joke.

Rodz: Oh thank God I thought I was the only one that heard it.

(Reed is in solid control of the match for the next few moments as it seems he’s pouring out his feelings on being lit on fire by whipping up a beating just for Faith. He catches her in the corner for a perfectly executed corner springboard handstand sunset flip, the fans going nuts at the appearance of Pussy on the Chainwax! Ending with that handstand pin he gets Faith caught in a pinning predicament and gains another two count, Faith rolls the shoulder up and then smashes him in the right side of his face with her elbow, causing him to rear up so fast he’s on his feet! Cassius shakes his head and the referee stands to check him and he waves him off, the fans seeming to appreciate this even though the usual showboating doesn’t follow. He circles Faith as she rolls up to her feet like a predator, and she moves to stalk Cassius on the right where she knows he can’t follow her as well. She darts in smoothly several times with kicks that she uses to try and whittle him down, moves that he would have usually been able to better avoid or outright counter. Faith takes full advantage of this as she circles like a shark in the water with multiple Muy thai kicks to the chest as Cassius reels. She picks her moment after she’s sure she’s got him turned around, coming in hot with her leaping corkscrew roundhouse kick, The Beautiful Death!)

Alpine: Oh God here it comes…!

Rodz: HOW! He can’t even see out of that eye!

(At the last instant before impact Cassius sidesteps the incoming attack from Faith, shoves her down to speed her impact and executes his Funky Knee, Funky Do, the moonsault knee drop hitting her square in the back! Cassius quickly slides up and catches the stunned Faith with that bridging arm triangle choke that he debuted against Ryan Graves, dead center of the ring! Cassius torques her freshly impacted back as he arches up to add even more pressure! Faith scrabbles at the mat with her head pulled back, she fights and tries to bodily move towards the ropes but realizes she isn’t going to make it and taps the mat as the referee signals for the bell!)

Alpine: There it is AGAIN! Faith fought as hard as she could but that move in Cassius’ bag of tricks is just effective!

Rodz: Pretty sure I said that the last time he did it. You gotta feel for Faith, but knowing her she’s going to be right back in pursuit of gold soon - maybe sooner now that her partner Leo’s back!

WINNER: CASSIUS REED via SUBMISSION @ 11 minutes, 32 seconds.

(You Suck plays again over the speakers as Cassius lets the referee raise his hand after he stands, then rather than showboat and celebrate he makes his way to the ropes and drops down, grabs his title and moves to the ramp, set to go the back to get his eye checked on again.)

Alpine: We’ll let you all know if there’s any updates on the condition of Cassius Reed’s eye - he was cleared to compete tonight but you can’t be too cautious!

(The Collective come down the ramp to ringside and Tony makes to start something with Cassius who hits him on the button with a southpaw punch that sets him reeling, much to Tira’s surprise! Faith is up and sees the three men who have annoyed her to no end over the past weeks, interfering in her matches and everything seems to come to a head as she yells out a war cry and comes flying out of the ring, landing flush on Frankie Starlight! The scuffle doesn’t have much of a chance to get going though it’s likely if it had The Collective would have gotten the upperhand considering Cassius’ eye and Faith having just gone through a gruelling match with him - until suddenly sprinting out of the back comes Leoncio de Soto! He’s toting a steel chair and immediately sets to, swinging it at Forliti and Tira! Seeing the odds are evened the trio back off and drag Frankie away with them. He shouts at the trio and makes some exceptionally rude gestures.)

Frankie Starlight: This ain’t over ya bastards!!

(He shows off his missing tooth, exaggerating his expression a bit.)

Frankie Starlight: I’m going to get my revenge for that, just you watch!

(The fans are murmuring as the cameras cut to the outside of the Overstock Colosseum, a breeze is blowing as the cameras follow the leggy and familiar form of one half of the PW Tag Team Champions, Aurora herself as she paces. She’s clearly waiting on someone, even slides her phone out of her jeans pocket to check the time. Finally, just before the commercial break, a sleek black Rolls-Royce Phantom pulls up. An info-commercial for “Roque Total Body Fitness” came into play and first thing you saw was the ‘chiseled’ frame of Richard Roque as he comes in with a 40lb. dumbbell in his left hand, pumping it up and down. He points to the several before and after photos of those who’ve bought his equipment with his right hand.)

Richard Roque: Long time no see ladies and gents! I’m Richard Roque and these folks behind me on the screen...those who gave my workout a try. You see the effects of my progress, their progress, WHY HAVEN’T YOU ORDERED YOURS YET??

(Hulking up, Roque laughed jokingly.)

Richard Roque: I’m kidding. You have time to pick up your phone and dial that number you’ll see in a moment. Now 15 percent will be taken off with the code “RFIT” Don’t hesitate to look as good as me. Call now and your body transformation can be added to this wall of “RoqueStars”!!!

[Slaine Rodrick]

(Pacing the back hallways, curiously and clearly agitated is Aurora. She has yet to change into her gear for her upcoming match, though her eye is caught by the sleek form of Olly, Masaru’s owl as he glides past her, wings barely flapping as he navigates the confines of the backstage area. Her shirt is sewn sheer layers of colorful gauze in Rom fashion, worn loose over her faded black jeans, worn and comfortable with both knees totally out. She looks delicate, her hair loose around her bared shoulders, but her steps as she paces are firm and confident. She turns in an arc, her amazing green eyes catching on the slim form of Sophie El, and for a moment her expression is transformed via sheer surprise and delight. Sophie’s clever artist’s fingers fiddle with the hem of her shirt, whether to remove an invisible to all but her speck of paint or just for lack of something to do, then she looks up with the most gamine expression imaginable. Rori’s own eyes widen a bit, her dark brows drawing together slightly.

Sophie paces forward, her steps nearly a dance despite her moving in a straight line, and she pauses just within Rori’s personal space. She closes her eyes and inhales just slightly, her lips compress and then she opens her eyes again and her voice comes out with a question, but in a manner that suggests she already may know.)

Sophie El: Okay?

(A soft smile blooms on Rori’s full lips, her voice clear as anything.)

Aurora: Okay.

(Sophie nearly can’t contain herself, her arms are thrown around Rori’s waist and she hugs her tight before she lets go and skips back the other way. Rori watches her go with a bemused expression and then sighs, going back to her pacing. Things cut to The Collective, all three men beyond pissed off with what happened at ringside as they found themselves under attack by Faith and the returning Leoncio de Soto. Frankie Starlight banged his fist onto the wall.)

Frankie Starlight: So great, with just wanting to converse a little with the “Iron Chump”, we get that. Now we have that gnat to worry about with Leoncio! Damnit!

(Geno comes into the picture, keeping things calmed and collected.)

Geno Forliti: Look, we can worry about Faith and Leo another day and time. TONIGHT is what we must focus on heavily. This is our big chance to put that Masaru and Aurora down for good. We take away their gold and send them crying.

(Frankie and Tony nodded. Tony shoved Frankie in a playful way to get him back on the normal flow.)

Tony: It’s time we become Champions and shut everyone else the hell up as we lead the way to domination! We’re not going to mess this up!

(All three combine in on a fistbump, bumping each other right on the knuckles as things transcend to a shot of Masaru, surrounded by Security in an office as Masaru proudly wears a wide smirk on his face.)

Johnny Rebel: Goddamnit Masaru! Why did you do that? You came this close...

(Holding his index finger and thumb together, showing just how slim of a margin it was. Masaru slightly tilted his head.)

Johnny Rebel: You came this damn close to blinding our World Champion! Do you know what that could’ve cost this company?

(Masaru just remained in place and silent throughout so far.)

Johnny Rebel: I swear, if you didn’t already sign your name on that contract sheet, I would’ve pulled that title match at UTLC6!

(Masaru’s eyes widened, shooting a darkening glare at Rebel after what he just said. Johnny slammed his hand on the office desk as he kept his eyes on Masaru.)

Johnny Rebel: I DON’T WANT NO MORE DAMN SHENANIGANS OUT OF YOU, MASARU!!! YOU HEAR ME CLEARLY IN THERE?

Masaru Inoue: Loud and clear!

(Johnny broke his stare from Masaru as he shook his head, taking a deep breath.)

Johnny Rebel: I just want you to go out there and wrestle. That’s it! Nothing extra! Understood?

(Masaru nodded with a smirk before turning around and exiting the office as he left for his upcoming match.)

MAIN EVENT

PW Duos Championships

Hell is Waiting (Aurora © and Masaru Inoue ©) vs. The Collective (Tony Tira and Geno Fortliti)

Alpine: Masaru is quite lucky to just get off with a slap on the wrist by Johnny. Knowing their past, I thought for sure he was going to suspend him.

Rodz: Too much money on the table. Masaru has tried to kill Rebel in the past, but he does PW no good by suspending one half of the tag team champions, and now the number one contender to the PW Rebirth Championship.

Alpine: A shot he’s lucky to be getting. But that’s not until next month, up next is a tag team war that has been brewing for the past two months. The Collective have done all they can to position themselves to be contenders, and now they finally have the 2 on 2 shot they’ve wanted for quite some time.

Rodz: It’s interesting to see how they’ll fare without Chris and Faith in the way or weapons to play with. Best of luck thugs.

(We go from the booth to the center cylinder of the courtyard. Lenne Hardt stands there, the moonlight her spotlight as she prepares to address the competitors.)

Hardt: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the PW Duos Championships!!

(Cheers from the illuminated crowd as a graphic flashes across the monitors showcasing the Duos Championships. The belts fade out, and are replaced by an image of the italian flag, followed by ‘The Collective’ stamping into the center of the flag. Boos from the coliseum crowd as ‘Nice Work If You Can Get It’(instrumental) by Frank Sinatra plays. The instrumental plays for a little while as the fans expect Frankie’s voice to carry the vocals. No such luck. Geno and Tony come out of the bottom double doors of the main hall screaming, ready to take out Hell Is Waiting.)

Hardt: Making their way to the ring first is the challengers! Weighing in tonight at a combined weight of 512 pounds, they are Tony Tira and Geno ‘Forklift’ Fortliti…..TTTTTTHHHHHHHEEEEEEEE CCOOOOOOLLLLLLEEEEEECCCCCTTTTTIIIIIIIVVVVVVEEEEE!!!!

Alpine: Okay, something’s up. Frankie is always there to sing their theme song.

Rodz: Knowing him he probably had too many martinis and is going down on porcelain.

Alpine: Maybe Johnny banned him ahead of time. He has to know Frankie has every intention of interfering in this match.

Rodz: That’s what a sane man that doesn’t have multiple concussions would do. Don’t lump Rebel into that category.

(Hearing Lenne scream their names gets the duo even more amped up as they air punch at the screaming crowd and come inches from their face. After enough crowd punking they roll into the ring and take to their corner. They start discussing strategy as the lights dim in the coliseum, and the familiar whistling of ‘Twisted Nerve’ strikes through the PA system. The fans in the makeshift arena can’t help but whistle along as a purple spotlight strikes down on the double doors of the main hall. Masaru and Aurora then enter the fighting grounds looking confident. Titles over their left shoulder, Olly on Maz’s right. An unexpected purple sparkler display goes off, startling Olly and sending him flying. The two use this opportunity to raise their titles to the challengers through the sparks and smoke.)

Hardt: Making their way to the ring are the champions! Weighing in tonight at a combined weight of 335 pounds, they are the inaugural and reigning Duos Champions….they are Masaru Inoue and Aurora…...HELLLLLL…….IIIIIIIISSSSSSSS…….WWWWWWWAAAAAAAIIIIIIITTTTTTTIIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGGGG!!!!!!

Alpine: Looks like Olly wasn’t counting on that elaborate pyro display.

Rodz: He sits atop the shoulder of a genderless japanese murder clown. He should be used to being spooked by now.

(Masaru and Aurora lower their titles and look to the ring, staring right into the eyes of Geno and Tony who wave them on with passion. The champs start their slow walk down to the ring, but suddenly glass from twelve feet above them shatters! In a flashbulb guided moment, Frankie Starlight dives from the second floor window over the entranceway, crashing onto Masaru and Aurora with a steel chair aided flying body press!! A mix of boos and “HOLY SHIT!!”s from the crowd as Frankie stands up woozy, yet still ready to fight as he picks up the steel chair. Just as Masaru gets up to a kneel, Frankie takes the steel chair and breaks it over his face, busting open one half of the tag team champions! He goes to follow with a chair shot to the back but the disorientated Aurora grabs the chair, cracks Frankie over the head with it, drops the steel chair to the ground, then pulls Frankie in for a rainmaker DDT on the steel chair! Aurora starts shouting at Frankie as he stomps on the concrete. Luckily for him security comes out to his aide, pushing away a pissed Aurora.)

Alpine: Well, that didn’t take too long to happen! Frankie has just busted open Masaru before the match has even begun!

Rodz: Well the good news is he probably has a stage 3 concussion from that devastating Aurora DDT, and now won’t be interfering anymore.

Alpine: Masaru is bleeding pretty badly, let’s hope we still get our main event tonight.

(The spotlight shuts off and ‘Twisted Nerve’ comes to an end as medics come out to check out Masaru’s wound. Aurora is steaming right now, mouthing obscenities at the laughing Collective who point and mock. After soaking up a good majority of the blood and putting vaseline on the cut, the doctors have determined the cut isn’t obstructing his vision and he is allowed to compete. The minute the fans see Aurora and Masaru walking together, side by side with their titles to the ring, they pop hard. Masaru and Aurora don’t even bother with the pre-match championship antics. They throw their titles at the timekeeper, who ducks to prevent getting gold plated in the head. They then hop on the apron, slide through the ropes, and right away get into a fist fight with The Collective! Oz isn’t gonna wait for confirmation, this is on!!)

DING DING DING!!!

(Masaru could care less about the cut on his head, and goes into battle with Geno, lighting him up with stiff leg kicks as the giant lumbers towards him. Aurora ducks a series of jabs from Tony, swings a high kick his way, Tony ducks, Tony comes up for a uppercut, Aurora with a side step and hook, jump up and swinging DDT on Tony! Cheers from the crowd as Tony grabs the back of his head and kicks. Meanwhile Maz is frustrating with his leg kicks, repeatedly bashing the left leg of Geno. Geno is grimacing, looking anxious to get his hands on Maz. He makes the mistake of getting too cocky and too close to Geno, allowing Geno to land a quick big boot right on the cut! “OHHH!!!!”s from the crowd as the vaselined wedge on his forehead starts oozing again, bringing Oz Oxford to step in and finally get some semblance of order in the match. Maz is ordered to his corner, along with Geno to his. The two go to their corners as Aurora circles around Tony as he’s getting up, then dropkicks him in the right elbow! She then follows with a low arm wringer, wrenching on the right arm! He goes to grab it but she pulls it out, swiveling over her hips to apply a fujiwara armbar! Tony screams in the center of the ring as Aurora torques the arm with all her might. Luckily for Tony, Geno comes in with a big boot to the back of Aurora’s head, knocking her clear across the ring! Heavy boos for Geno as Oz reprimands him on his slow walk back to the corner.)

Alpine: Aurora had a great opportunity to a tap there, only to get put across the canvas by Geno. As long as these two are willing to break the rules, they’ll make this a long night for the champs.

Rodz: Well in the span of two minutes they’ve captured a pint of blood from one of their challengers. I’d say if they keep this up, this won’t be a long night.

(Tony crawls to the ropes and tries to pull himself up with both arms. That’s when he finds out it’s a bad idea to use his right arm and does it one handed. Aurora is pulling herself up in an empty corner, hunching down and scouting Tony as he recovers. Tony turns around slowly, leading Aurora to run at Tony, only to be caught with a hard counter left cross coming in! The shot takes her off her feet, getting “OHHH!!!”s from the crowd as the champ is on the ground barely conscious. Tony looks shocked that Aurora is down, leading Geno to wake him up with a “FUCK pin her FUCK PISS!!!” Tony dives down on the mat with the hooked leg…)

1…..

2…..

2.9!!!!

(Masaru connects with a perfectly placed springboard missile dropkick to the head, knocking Tony clear across the ring! Oz is now over in Masaru’s face, telling him to retreat to his corner and do something about the new crimson mask on his face. Masaru shrugs and rips off his t-shirt, wraps it into a thick cord, then ties it around the top of his forehead. Bare chested we can see the maps on his chest and back of the scars of his lifetime. With his forehead secure, Masaru reaches in for a tag, waiting for Aurora to get to her feet. She stands up, buckles to one knee, then forces herself into a lunge at her corner, tagging in Masaru! The crowd pops as Tony dives to the outside, not anywhere close to his corner.)

Alpine: Tony was SO CLOSE to getting the win! One millisecond more and we would’ve had new Duos Champions!

Rodz: Even though he’s the walking dead right now, Masaru would never leave his partner stranded. I swear he’s one of the few out there that can look like a corpse and wrestle like a superhero.

(That doesn’t stop Masaru, who hunches down and brings the crowd to their feet. He then races in Tony’s direction, doing a flying no hands senton on Tony and flattening him! “HOLY SHIT!!!!”s from the crowd as Masaru doesn’t let up. He recovers and yanks up Tony, hooks him head and arms style, then smashes him on the concrete with a snapping STO! Tony folds over on his neck as the crowd “OOHH!!!”s, leaving Oz counting. Not wanting to ruin Maz’s moment of violence, Aurora distracts Oz by entering the ring, running at the ropes next to Geno’s corner, then springing off them with a flying forearm to Geno! The shot leaves him hanging by one hand on the apron, so Aurora helps him out with a dropkick to the temple, leaving the giant tumbling to the outside! With Oz distracted, Masaru picks up the nearly unconscious Tony and slings him at an office window, putting him right through it! “HOLY SHIT!!”s from the crowd as Oz stops counting after hears the loud crash. Masaru makes his way to the ring and is warned heavily by Oz that this is not a no DQ match and will be disqualified next offense. Masaru smiles through his crimson mask and rolls into the ring as Tony digs himself out of the office wreckage. Cuts covering his upper torso as he grimaces, showing off his green, red, and white mouthpiece. He breaks the count at ‘8’, sliding in as a battle worn Masaru waves him on.)

Alpine: If it’s not Anastasia being put through glass, it’s Tony Tira! No one is safe from the glass walls of the Overstock.com Coliseum!

Rodz: The difference being Anastasia had that done to her in a match where it is legal. One more mistake from Hell Is Waiting and they may lose this match.

Alpine: Which is ridiculous considering they were attacked by Frankie before the bell even rang.

Rodz: Keywords: Bell and rang.

(Masaru aims for The Killshot! As Tony gets to a kneel, leading Tony to belly flop to escape the shot. He then leaps up for a single leg, chasing for a takedown. Masaru is able to hop on one good leg, maneuvering himself towards his corner. Just as it seems as if he may get a tag, Tony stands up and tries to hook Masaru in a single tie clinch. He hooks it, but it’s sloppy. However with that sloppy hook he’s able to land two left uppercuts, with three blocked by Masaru. A pissed Masaru powers through his clinch and gets a clinch of his own, hooking Tony in a muay thai clinch. He lands one sharp knee from the get go, but is quickly scooped up by Tony and planted with a spinebuster variation. Tony tries to pull out but Masaru pulls him in for an armbar, sinking it on his right arm! Oz hovers over the arm as Tony screams, not having the best ground game. Knowing their tactics, Aurora enters the ring, pointing at Geno angrily. Tony however fights the hold, using his good left leg to tip the bottom rope. Oz sees the break and lets Masaru know, who doesn’t release till’ ‘4’. Cheers from the crowd on Masaru’s continued rule stretching, which also brings on a talk from Oz. Masaru jaws with Oz, giving Tony a small opportunity to escape. He does so with a low blow from behind on Masaru, dropping him to the mat! With Oz having not seen the shot, Tony makes a one armed crawl to his corner. Geno has his hand out, ready for the hot tag. He makes it, bringing on boos from the crowd. However they’re turned to cheers soon after as Maz makes the lunging jump, tagging in Rori!)

Alpine: The Queen of PW is in the ring and ready to kick some ass!

Rodz: That would be one thing if she weren’t facing the human wall known as Geno ‘Forklift’ Fortliti!

(Rori runs right at the lunging giant, planting a big low dropkick on his left knee! He stumbles to one knee temporarily, but Aurora follows it up with another low dropkick to that affected knee! He drops again, then slowly raises up, only to get caught in a leaping headlock! Aurora swings around for a DDT but the giant Geno shows off his strength by throwing Aurora off of him like a lawn dart! She crashes in the ring, bouncing a few feet from the impact. Geno doesn’t let up and picks up Aurora, placing her in his lap. He lifts her up for a powerbomb, but she starts fighting with hard fists. She then swivels her hips and drops back, planting the giant on his skull with a Reversal of Fortune! The shot bounces the big man to his feet, leaving him looking woozy. Aurora doesn’t let this opportunity slip, and she dives at ropes ahead of him, then dives back with a Ghostly Kiss DDT! The crowd lights up, but Aurora doesn’t go for the pin! Instead she ducks down, leaving Masaru to enter the ring and fly at Aurora, using her back as a stepping stone as he crashes into Tony with a back assisted flying Killshot! With the opposition firmly taken out, Aurora goes for the pin!!!)

1….

2….

3!!!!

WINNERS, and STILL PW Rebirth Champions: Hell is Waiting(Aurora(c) and Masaru Inoue(c)) via PINFALL @ 13 minutes, 47 seconds.

Alpine: Aurora did what she did best, and that’s cut off the opposition and take em’ out!

Rodz: Even with only one good arm, Tony is a bad ass motherfucker. Aurora was smart to employ a double team with Maz to retain this belts.

Alpine: With this hard fought win Aurora and Masaru have put The Collective at the back of the line!

Rodz: With performances like this, I’d be surprised if they were there long.

(The bright sharp whistling of Twisted Nerve plays as streamers fall down into the ring, Masaru and Rori soaking in the crowd's reaction as they get handed their belts. Despite the wear and tear of the match they raise their belts up in unison with nearly matching wicked grins. This goes on for just a bit when the fan reaction changes, a much louder explosion of sound as out onto the stage comes Rebirth Champion Cassius Reed! He's got a much more professionally applied patch over his right eye, and his expression is not one to be messed with. Masaru moves away from Rori and comes to the ropes, with his free hand he points up the ramp at Cassius as he unhooks his title belt and raises it high in the air! They stare each other down intensely even from this distance and the cameras fade out with this still happening.)