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Compaq Center
San Jose, California
Saturday 28th September 2002
Attendance: 17,245
Big Dave: Hello everyone and welcome to PWF Armageddon, we are hot off a spectacular Last Man Standing PPV, and our congratulations must first go out to the tournament winner, Homicide, who now gets to take on the PWF World Champion, Matt Van Dam at BaloolaPalooza 3.
Poppa: I know my good friend Bear Frazer, the organiser of the event, is really looking forward to the match. Let's just hope that schedules allow it to take place at that event.
Big Dave: Indeed, BP3 has been plagued with problems, there is still no confirmed date for the event, fear not folks, if BP3's schedule problems continue, then we'll be holding Homicide v MVD on a special edition of Havoc, you won't be missing out.
Poppa: Good thing as well, we need someone to kick MVD's ass.
Big Dave: MVD remains the World Champion after a tough contest with Antonio Gambino, it was back and forth for a long time, but MVD just about pulled it off, and surprisingly without any help from his fellow gWo members, we should give him credit for that.
Poppa: Well, enough about Last Man Standing for now, we've a show tonight as well, and I'm told someone is on his way to the ring, although I doubt he'll be getting a great reception.
"Dark Days" by Coal Chamber plays as the crowd begins to boo. Solo steps out with a piss off look. He walks to the ring with a purpose. He walks up the steps looks out to the crowd and jaws out with a fan as he enters the ring. Solo walks to the other side of the ring and calls for a mic. The crowd continues to boo as he stands in the middle of the ring ready to speak. He goes to speak when the fans boo louder.
Solo: "Go ahead and boo. Yeah thats right show your disrespect to me. Your just like everyone else in this building Pig headed, ignorant, jackasses. Speaking of the other people. That is why I am out here. Sunday at the Last Man Standing PPV I was going to prove my self to you people that I wasn't a has been. Naturally the jealousy of a nobody called Shockwave, had to make sure I didn't win that battle royal. Well that was fine and dandy. Until another nobody took it in his own power to steal a pin on me. Well those two will get what they got coming real soon."
Solo paces around the ring. He looks at the crowd as they insult him with chants "Solo Sucks". He stops in the middle of the ring with an even pissed look.
Solo: "Now it brings me to rest of the people in the back. Seems they have no respect for me. Me being a legend of this great organization. Well that fine. If they want to disrespect me they can go ahead, but they better be prepare for the consequences of disrespecting a man like me. There gonna be lots of victims in the coming weeks."
Solo stops as he notices a sign in the front that he don't like. Solo jumps out of the ring and rips it out of the fans hands.
Solo: "What the hell is this crap? Seriously who in the hell do you think you are displaying such bullshit while I am talking? Yeah well this is what I think of you and your crap!"
Ripping the poster up ripping on the fan as he does so, Solo throws the pieces on the floor. He grabs the fan by the shirt ready to pull him over the barricade when he is interupted.
"Jumpdafuckup" by Soulfly hits and Suicide steps out onto the ramp to a huge ovation.
Suicide: "Solo, you pathetic son of a bitch!"
The crowd erupts at this comment.
Suicide: "You're attacking fans nowadays huh? This just shows you how low your career has gotten lately. You're a so-called 'legend' and you got your ass handed to you but the rookie Shockwave. He hit you with the Shock Wave, and then what happened Solo?"
The fans start cheering again as Solo is getting pissed off.
Suicide: "What Solo? You don't remember? Well let me refresh your memory. If I remember correctly, it was me that eliminated you. That's right Solo, I pinned you in the middle of the ring 1, 2, 3. You're now coming out here and bitching and moaning about how you were treated unfairly. You whine more than a two dollar whore"
In the ring, Solo, who still has hold of the fan, starts shouting at Suicide. Suicide starts playing in on the fans reaction by looking around at the fans cheering.
Solo stares at Suicide for a moment. He drops the fan and turns his full attention to Suicide.
Solo: "Who in the hell you think you are? Are you suppose to mean something to me. First you had sneak a pinfall on me at Last Man Standing. Ok that fine but celebrating it then getting eleminated as well didn't go over to well with me. First off your nothing to me. Second you got 2 seconds to get your ass out of my sight. You understand me?"
Solo stares at Suicide telling him to get the hell out of his site with his facial expression.
Solo: "Well what in the hell you standing there like a dummy for? You that desperate for an ass wooping? No wounder why you call yourself Suicide, because your gonna commit one when you face me tonight. Me you in the ring. Tonight I show you what being a victim is all about. You will feel the Pain, Painful Memories that is."
Solo stares at Suicide waiting for him to back out of his challenge.
Suicide: "You want a match with me tonight? You want to go one on one with Suicide?"
The fans cheer, as they want to see the two men go at it in the ring. Suicide looks around at the fans the turns his attention back at Solo.
Suicide: "Well, Solo, you're on."
The fans erupt into cheers.
Suicide: "But Solo, remember one thing. Once the effect sweeps through, NO ONE IS LEFT STANDING!"
Suicide drops the mic and heads toward the ring.
Big Dave: Oh oh, we are going to need some people out here to break this up!!
Suicide slides into the ring and Solo starts to hit him with hard right hands. Solo then whips Suicide to the ropes, but Suicide reverses and then plants Solo with a Spinebuster, Solo gets up and staggers into the ropes where Suicide charges and clotheslines Solo over the top rope to the floor. Solo gets to his feet and holds the back of his head as he backs up the ramp, exchanging trash talk with Suicide, who gets a loud cheer from the crowd.
Poppa: That match is going to be one hell of a war later tonight. Paptizing fun for everyone.
Big Dave: Welcome back folks, we've now got our main event signed for tonight, Solo, the man everyone loves to hate, and one of the PWF's newcomers, although he is certainly no newbie, Suicide will go at it one on one in what will be a hot contest.
Poppa: Is there anyone in the building who likes Solo?
Big Dave: There's a few people who don't hate him, but he doesn't make himself very popular backstage, which doesn't help his cause.
Poppa: Unlike me, who is the MAN backstage.
Big Dave: If there was a party rep backstage, then you and Davey K would definitely be the two prime candidates.
Poppa: Whadd'ya mean? Me and Davey K? He's not competition!!
Big Dave: Oh you'd be surprised.
Poppa: I'll have to sort this out later.
Big Dave: Yes, because now we have to call a match, Grimm will be taking on the former US champion, Silas Parish.
Poppa: I thought he was unlucky at LMS, I thought he edged the match, I didn't think he deserved to lose.
Big Dave: You gotta get the 3 count to win, and he didn't do that, it's that simple really.
Poppa: True, very true.
The Lights Turn in the PWF arena, Suddenly Messanjah by POD kicks in and a red strobe light starts flashing on and on. As The Drums kick in on the song red pyros explode from the stage and a red mist comes up from the titan tron. The Strobe light gets more intense as the words Grimm and The Mystery!! continuously flash on and off the Titantron. Grimm walks out on the stage area with a water bottle in hand. Grimm takes a sip of the water on the stage and spits it into the air. As he spits in the air as huge pyros explode behind him and rise up to the ceiling to the arena. Grimm runs down to the ring and slides in where he bounces on the ropes
James: Introducing from Pickering, Onatario, Canada, weighing 240lbs, he is one half of Canadian Kaos, GRIMM!!.
"Come out and Play" by The Offspring begins to play increasingly loud through the arena speakers, heralding the arrival of "Pitbull" Silas Parish. Several scenes of a pitbull on a chain, barking and straining to get loose, play on the TitanTron as the words SILAS PARISH slowly appear across the middle of the screen. Suddenly, a series of pyrotechnic explosions erupt down the right side of the ramp and back up the left side as Silas steps through the backstage curtain and into view. He pauses at the top of the ramp, his eyes locked on his opponent in the ring. He cracks his knuckles and makes sure the tape around his hands is tight, his gaze still locked on the ring. Then he begins to stalk forward. About halfway down the ramp he breaks into a run and slides into the ring under the bottom rope, quickly getting to his feet well before the bell rings.
James: Introducing from Vancouver, Canada, SILAS PARISH.
Report: Grimm and Parish circle around the ring, Grimm goes for a tieup, but Parish cleverly ducks underneath and then locks Grimm in a waistlock. He then bashes Grimm around the back of the head a few times and then he snaps the leg up dumping Grimm on his stomach and quickly dives over his back and locks in a Side Headlock. Grimm begins to use his power to pick himself up, Parish tries to counter with right hands to the face, but Grimm uses his size and strength advantage to lift Parish up and then plants him with a Back Drop. Grimm then gets up feeling the back of his head and then readies himself to hit Parish as soon as he is standing. Parish gets to his feet and turns around to face Grimm, only to take a clean right hand to the jaw and promptly crashes back down to the canvas. Parish gets back up rubbing his jaw. Grimm moves in and scores with two more hard rights which have Parish reeling. Grimm hooks Parish around the waist and is ready to deliver a Belly to Belly, but Parish hits two powerful blows to Grimm's kidneys and he breaks the hold. Parish then quickly runs off the ropes and knocks Grimm down with a flying forearm. Grimm gets up and Parish quickly grabs him and sets him up for a Snap Suplex, but Grimm holds his ground and then counters with a Suplex of his own. Grimm pulls Parish up and then lifts him up over his shoulder and then runs and drives him into the turnbuckle. Grimm follows up with two more hard shoulder blocks and then he whips Parish to the opposite turnbuckle. Grimm follows Parish in, only for Parish to slingshot up and then wrap himself around him and take him into a roll-up. .1 ..2 Grimm kicks out of the surprise pinfall attempt.
Poppa: I have a question.
Big Dave: Shoot.
Poppa: Why was this match booked?
Big Dave: They both wanted to wrestle, so they got put in a match, is that too complicated for you?
Poppa: Hmm, doesn't make sense to me.
Grimm is back up quickly, as is Parish. He goes to level Parish with a big clothesline, but Parish ducks underneath and then springs up and dropkicks Grimm in the back of the head, sending him stumbling into the ropes. Parish wastes no time and charges in and smashes Grimm in the kidneys with a raised knee. Grimm staggers around the ring holding the now painful kidney while Parish springs off the ropes and then drives Grimm face first into the mat with the Ego Buster (Running Bulldog). Parish scrambles over to hook the leg for the cover. 1 2 Grimm kicks out. Parish pulls Grimm up by his ponytail, which brings him a reprimand from the referee, which Parish promptly ignores. He pulls Grimm towards the corner and then knees him in the gut. Parish leaps up onto the 2nd ripe and then grabs Grimm and hooks him around the head, he then swings out and drives him face first into the mat with a spectacular Tornado DDT. Parish hooks the leg back. ..1 .2 .. Grimm shoots his left shoulder up just in time. Parish mounts Grimm and pounds his face with hard right hands. He then snaps him up to his feet and hits a couple more right hands before whipping him to the ropes. Parish then comes off the ropes himself and goes for a Spinning Wheel Kick, but Grimm has stopped running and he catches Parish in mid-air and then promptly Powerbombs him hard into the canvas. Grimm then collapses to his back to recover.
Poppa: Well, I've decided who I am going to support in this match, my fellow Canadian.
Big Dave: They are both Canadian.
Poppa: They are? I thought Parish was from Australia.
Big Dave: No, he's from Canada. Why'd you think he came from Down Under anyway?
Poppa: He sounds Australian.
Big Dave: He doesn't the least bit Australian!!!!
Poppa: Err .. I'll just go hide in a corner now. I've shamed a fellow countryman, it will be my punishment.
Both men slowly make it back to their feet as the referee begins a ten count, he is up to around 8 when both men are back on their feet. Grimm scores with a hard right hand, Parish counters with a right hand of his own. Grimm then explodes with a quick volley of right hands which pushes Parish into the ropes. Grimm sends Parish away and then nearly takes his head off with a violent clothesline. Parish straight away staggers up to his feet. Grimm hooks Parish up from behind and plants him with the Kamikaze Driver (Tiger Suplex) with a bridge. ..1 2 .. Parish just kicks out. Grimm pulls Parish up and hits him with hard right hands backing him into the corner. Grimm then lifts him up to the top rope and then climbs up and looks set to deliver a Super DDT, but Parish gets in a couple of body shots and then pushes Grimm off. Parish then quickly stands up and then dives off with the Godsend (Diving Headbutt). But Grimm quickly rolls out of the way and gets to his feet. Parish staggers up while Grimm waits for him to turn around and then boots him in the gut and then sets him up for the Fear Effect (Twist of Fate). Grimm gets in the twist, but Parish then pushes him away into the ropes, only to watch Grimm come flying back at him and floor him with a Diving Clothesline. Parish staggers up and Grimm locks in a waistlock and then sends Parish overhead with a Release German Suplex, but Parish shows remarkable balance and skill and lands perfectly on his feet. Grimm doesn't realise and is showing off to the fans, who aren't giving him much appreciation. Parish sneaks up behind Grimm and locks him in position for the Reverse DDT, and then plants him with the Reality Check (Nightmare on Helms Street). Parish hooks the leg back. ..1 2 3!!! No!! Grimm just got his shoulder up in time. Parish pulls Grimm up to his feet, but Grimm suddenly scores with a knee to the gut and then he quickly hits the Fear Effect. (Twist of Fate). He covers. .1 2 3!!!! Grimm picks up the win!!.
Poppa: Big win for Grimm over the former US champion. Although I thought Parish had it when he paptized him with the Reality Check.
Big Dave: It was a close call at the end, but Grimm just about deserved the win in that match.
Poppa: Well I guess it's 1 and 0 for Grimm's new finishing move.
The camera cuts to the back, where Heelmaster sits with the Extreme Title around his waist. He stares at the camera with an intense anger in his eyes.
Heelmaster: Fuck you... fuck each and every one of you. Each and every one of you fuckers who begged that I'd be gone forever. Each one of you who wanted King Volcano to end my career. All of you can go to hell. You can die a painful and horrid death as I watch you suffer in agony. As I watch death overtake all of you... I hate all you fuckers... Hanibal, you just sealed your death warrant. Tonight, you and I have a date with fate. And after the night is over, I'll leave with my arm raised and my title in my hand. And you will be sent off to the meat packer... Like it or not... heels never lose.
Heelmaster stands up and walks off camera.
Big Dave: Heelmaster in a friendly mood tonight I see then.
Poppa: When it comes to Heelmaster, that's "happy" to him.
Big Dave: Well, we're going backstage to hear from another of the PWF's newcomers, Shockwave, who made his debut in the Battle Royal at LMS.
The scene goes to the backstage as Shockwave is seen doing an interview with Johnny Mayhem. As he drinks from his bottle of powerade.
Mayhem: So Shockwave what do you think about your arrival in the PWF?
Shockwave: Well Mayhem, i think that I got the biggest things going for me here in this fed. I will rise above all the odds and come out on top. I will go into PWF history as beening one of the greats of all time.
Mayhem: You sounds so sure of yourself?
Shockwave: Well Johnny, when your me and been through what I have. You'll have nothing but confindence. I will walk into this fed a superstar and leave a great. I will compete to the best of my ability. Shows the fans a good show. Over come the odds for all those little shockers out there.
Mayhem: Shockers?
Shockwave: All my fans out there. All those people who like to see Shock in action in front of the world. To kick some purle juciy ass all over the ring.
Johnny Mayhem starts to laugh.
Shockwave: Whats so funny there pal? Are you queer or something. Oh don't go hitting on me.
Mayhem:Whaa...
Shockwave: Oh know Johnny, I don't want to here you come out of the closent. I respect gay people and all that.But this ain't the place or the time.
Mayhem: Wait.
Shockwave: I said no.
All of a sudden someone walks up behind Shockwave and taps him on the shoulder. Shockwave turns around to see none other then his old rival Venom from past feds. The fans go crazy to see Venom back in the PWF and begin chanting his name.
Crowd: Venom, Venom, Venom.
Mayhem: Oh my god, it's Venom. Venom has returned to the PWF after being away for like three or four months.
Shockwave and Venom stand face to face staring holes through each other. Mayhem trys to get between them to get and exclusive interview with Venom.
Mayhem: Excuse me guys but can we all be civil here.
Shockwave backs up not taking his eyes off Venom as Mayhem gets in the middle of the wrestlers.
Mayhem: Venom i'm so surprised to see you back in the PWF after such a long layoff.
Venom: Johnny i'm not here to cut an interview now. I'm here to set things straight with this fool right here.
Mayhem: What do you mean? Shockwave is a new superstar here in the PWF, what can you too possibly have in common?
Venom: Well Mayhem, it's like this...we hate each others guts. We've hated each other ever since we have been fighting.
Shockwave: Listen Venom this is my interview time so get lost before I kick your ass like I did before.
Venom: Shockwave the only way you have ever beaten me is due to interference. You've never been able to beat me in a fair one on one match.
Shockwave: That's a bunch of bull and you know it is.
Venom: I don't think so but if you want I can prove it to all my fans out there. How about it Sparky...you and me one on one at Havoc in a no interference match to see who is the better wrestler?
Shockwave: I got no problems beating you ass again. Your nothing now, your all washed up.
Venom: Oh really.
Venom then grabs Shockwave and throws him into the wall. Shockwave hits the floor and Venom begins to stomp away at him. Venom then picks Shockwave up and powerbombs him into some trash cans close by. Venom stands over Shockwave.
Venom: Washed up I don't think so. There is your welcome into the PWF and there is more to come on Havoc. Shockwave there simply isn't room enough in the PWF for the both of us and i'm sorry to tell you but your stay here in the PWF is coming to a hault.
Venom then begins to walk away when Mayhem stops him.
Mayhem: Venom why did you choose to make your return against Shockwave? I mean there are many other wrestlers out there you could've fought.
Venom: I know but once I found out that Shockwave had followed me into the PWF I thought to myself that there was no better way to make my return to the PWF then by kicking the shit out of my old rival Shockwave. Anyways it was nice chatting with you but I got better things to do.
Venom then begins to walk away when out of no where Shockwave comes from behind and nails him in the back with a chair. Shockwave then begins pummeling Venom with right hands to the back of the head. Shockwave then picks Venom up and delivers the Shock Treatment(F-5) onto the concrete floor. Shockwave then picks Venom up yet again and throws him through a near by window. Shockwave looks through the broken window at the motionless body of his arch rival Venom. Shockwave then walks off with a smirk on his face as EMT's rush into the room where Venom lay on the floor amongst the broken glass all bloody.
Big Dave: Shockwave and Venom have been in the same federation on more than one occasion, and there has never been any love-lost between the two men, it seems to have carried over into the PWF. It will be a hot contest tomorrow night.
Poppa: Venom has to get up first, not the best way to make your return after three months off.
Big Dave: He could find himself taking more time off.
Poppa: I guess we'll have to wait until tomorrow night, it looks like being a good match, so I hope Venom is okay.
Big Dave: Now we have an Extreme Title match. By order of the PWF Owner, Michael Pellington, the Extreme Title is in "open season". And this next match will probably be the first of many Extreme Title matches in the coming weeks.
Poppa: Heelmaster offered an open challenge to anyone in the back who doubted his abilities, Hanibal stepped up to the plate, now we'll see if he can back it up.
Big Dave: Hanibal is coming into this match on the back of a tough battle at LMS though, will he be at 100% for another Extreme contest?
Poppa: We'll see.
Credit: Splinter
Messanjah by POD surges through the arena PA and the fans burst into cheers. Hanibal steps through the curtains rubbing his goatee. He raises his arms to his sides for a second, smirks and continues down the ramp. He arrogantly walks up the steps and onto the apron. He gives one last look at the crowd before flinging himself over the top rope.
James: Introducing, from Peterborough, Ontario, Canada, weighing 226lbs, HANIBAL
"Roots, Bloody Roots" by Sepultra hits as the lights go black. Blue strobes light the building up for brief instants at a time. The Heelmaster, Kevin Shane, walks onto the ramp and flips the entire crowd off. He makes several lewd gestures to make the fans boo him even more. He then walks down to the ring, laughing to himself and bad mouthing several fans. He steps into the ring and motions for everyone to kiss his ass.
James: Introducing from Pitsburgh, Pennysylvania, weighing 257lbs, THE HEELMASTER!!
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Report: Heelmaster and Hanibal are pacing around the ring, the referee rolls in and attaches the chain to Hanibals arm and then to Heelmasters. Heelmaster tests how strong the chain is by pulling on it, Hanibal does the same and the wrestlers start a strange test of strength. Heelmaster eventually overpowers Hannobal and pulls him in, Heelmaster then clotheslines Hanibal viciously. Hanibal leaps back up to his feet but gets whipping right in the head with the chain, sending him reeling. Heelmaster wraps a bit of chain round his fist. Hanibal starts getting up and Heelmaster levels him with a chain wrapped right. Heelmaster then mounts Hanibal and starts to beat him down with the chain wrapped fist. As Heelmaster steps away it is obvious that Hanibal has been busted open. Heelmaster starts to drag Hanibal towards one of the turnbuckles but Hanibal starts to fight back, yanking on the chain. Heelmaster uses the chain to whip the recovering Hanibal to the ropes, on the way back Heelmaster arm drags Hanibal to the mat. Heelmaster wraps the chain round Hanibals neck and starts to choke him. Heelmaster pulls Hanibal up to his feet and then uses the chain to execute a vicious neckbreaker. Hanibal rolls around in him pain, Heelmaster picks him up and then throws him over the top rope, Hanibal goes tumbling over. Unfortunately Heelmaster has forgotten that he is attached to Hanibal and he goes tumbling over the top rope down to the floor mats as well!
Poppa: Not a particuarly intelligent move from Heelmaster there, fancy throwing yourself over the top rope.
Big Dave: Well, Luchadores do it all the time.
Poppa: They do it deliberately, and they are aiming for someone though!!!
Heelmaster gets to his feet, Hanibal starts to do the same. Heelmaster stops him in his tracks by using the chain to whip Hanibal into the steel steps. There is a huge crash as Hanibals body dislodges the steps. Heelmaster then uses the chain to his three vicious whipping shots over Hanibals back. Heelmaster drags Hanibal over to the announce table and grabs a chair. Heelmaster lets Hanibal get up to his knees and then levels him with a brutal chair shot right over the head. Hanibal goes down hard. Heelmaster lies the chair on Hanibals chest and then elbow drops it home just to add insult to injury. Heelmaster then throws the chair in the ring and then rolls the beaten up Hanibal in. Heelmaster then rolls in himself. Heelmaster then goes over to the turnbuckle and hammers it with his hand 1 Hanibal is trying to pull himself up on the ring ropes, Heelmaster storms over to the second turnbuckle and smacks it 2 Hanibal manages to get up onto one knee and Heelmaster notices, Heelmaster grabs the chair and comes over to Hanibal but Hanibal quickly leaps up to his feet and then spinning heel kicks the chair right into Heelmasters face. Hanibal collapses back down from the effort. Heelmaster and Hanibal lay face first on the mat for a while trying to recover, Heelmaster starts to get up as does Hanibal. Heelmaster rushes in and trys to scoop slam Hanibal but Hanibal slips over, on the way back he grabs Heelmaster by the neck and hits a strange reversal swinging neckbreaker, driving Heelmaster into the mat hard! Heelmaster rolls around in pain as Hanibal uses the ring ropes to pull himself up. Hanibal grabs the chair and as Heelmaster starts to get up Hanibal levels him with a hard diving chair shot to the head. Hanibal is starting to get some momentum, he throws the chair to Heelmaster, who catches it. Hanibal leaps forward and Super Kicks the chair right into Heelmasters face, sending him down to the mat bleeding! Hanibal grabs the chair and places it on Heelmasters chest, Hanibal starts to climb the turnbuckle, all be it slowly. He is obviously tired from the beating he has taken. Heelmaster starts to stir and pulls himself up to his feet, Hanibal grabs the disoriented Heelmaster by his hair and sets him up. Hanibal then leaps off and plants Heelmaster with Extreme Measures (Diamond Dust)! Heelmaster bounces off Hanibals shoulder and lies still on the mat.
Big Dave: This could be a very short title reign for Heelmaster, he looks out of it, Hanibal just has to touch the four turnbuckles and it'll all be over.
Poppa: That's the nature of the Extreme Title division though, it's so tough to retain a title, your killing yourself in nearly every match, and then a week later you have to do it all over again.
Big Dave: The body can only take so much, I understand what your saying.
Poppa: With the boss wanting to increase competition in this division, Heelmaster is going to have a nightmare task in keeping hold of that title, everyone is going to be gunning for him.
Hanibal gets up and then smacks the first turnbuckle 1 Hanibal storms over laughing and smacks the second turnbuckle 2 Hanibal walks over slowly, taunting Heelmaster and smacks the third turnbuckle 3 Heelmaster grabs the chain and yanks Hanibal off his feet just before he reaches the fourth turnbuckle. Heelmaster starts to get up, Hanibal slams the chair down on the mat, he is obviously angry now. He helps Heelmaster up and then hoists him up for the Hardcore Hangover (Sit-Out Tombstone) but Heelmaster slips over the back, Heelmaster hangs on to Hanibal and pulls him over into position, Heelmaster then proceeds to drill Hanibal into the chair with his own finishing maneuver, the Hardcore Hangover! Heelmaster crawls over to the first turnbuckle and hammers it 1 Heelmaster goes over to the second and smacks that as well 2 Heelmaster is picking up pace now, he goes over to the third and hammers that 3 Hanibal is starting to stir but it is to late, Heelmaster hammers the fourth turnbuckle for the victory 4!
Big Dave: Heelmaster retains his title in a very close contest.
Poppa: Probably too close for Heelmaster, he'll be hoping for a week off next week, but I doubt he'll get it, not now.
Big Dave: Hanibal put up a good fight, lets not forget that, but tonight, he fell just short.
The referee takes the chain off Heelmasters arm and hands him the Extreme Title, Heelmaster holds it up in the air for all to see and the crowd start booing, Heelmaster rolls out of the ring and goes backstage holding the title in the air all the way. Hanibal gets up and realises what just happened, he starts throwing a tantrum over his loss. He rolls out of the ring and goes backstage screaming angrily.
Poppa: Hanibal clearly not too pleased about losing.
Big Dave: Is anyone ever happy about losing?
Poppa: No, but you have to keep calm, throwing a tantrum isn't going to help anyone.
As the fans wave their signs in the air, hoping for their contributions to be captured on camera for the world to see, the mood takes a sudden turn for the worse with the opening chords of Judas Priest's intense "Blood Stained". The song is still new to the majority but they soon find out who the man behind the music is as Kilgore walks into view, dressed in his wrestling attire. As he walks out onto the stage he keeps his head down whilst "Blood Stained" continues to pummel away at the speakers, setting the tone for the latest PWF employee's arrival. Kilgore takes a slow walk down to the ring, occasionally looking to his side at the fans as he does, and once he reaches ringside he steps up onto the apron and then he steps over the top rope and into the ring, taking a mic out of his tights as he does. As he reaches the middle of the ring the music dies down and Kilgore stands motionless in the centre of the squared circle, the fans unsure of what to make of the new guy. As they start to talk amongst themselves Kilgore finally raises his head and he surveys his surrounding for a brief moment before speaking.
Kilgore: "It seems as if I have done nothing but push the right buttons since arriving here only a short while ago. People have been talking, which means people have been listening. Good. That saves me the trouble of having to chastise the ignorant. Now that I have people's attention it is time to take the next step."
Kilgore grins a little and then he continues, the fans still reserving judgement.
Kilgore: "I came to the PWF for one reason and one reason only the competition. Now that I am here I can see that there is an ample amount of that which I had sought but even so I am still reduced to speaking in front of the inconsequential masses in the hope of receiving a challenge from a worthy adversary."
Now the fans are beginning to formulate an opinion of the newcomer, based on his blatant animosity towards them. However, the sold-out crowd keeps quiet for the time being for curiosity's sake.
Kilgore: "What kind of man do I deem a worthy adversary? Well, it's simple. Any man who has the tenacity to walk into the unknown with high spirits is the kind of man that I consider a worthy opponent. I am hoping that there is such a man here tonight, otherwise disappointment is sure to set in. If it comes to that then disappointment will surely lead to anger and anger well, that is the one emotion that will only serve to betray me at this point. Still, I must not dwell on my misfortune, for my mindset is of the utmost importance right now. I am ready, willing and focused and I want nothing to interfere with the task at hand. There is work to be done, but unfortunately I find myself without the right tools for the job. I am of course referring to my opponent's, or lack thereof. My job here in the PWF at this current time is to prove to those who doubt me that I am not just another impetuous, conceited and downright imprudent up-and-comer who has bitten off more than he can chew. My job here is to prove that I am much more than just another so-called "monster" or "big man". My job here, when it is all said and done, is to prove to the world that I am deserving of the title that my mentor bestowed upon me. Psycore, my mentor and friend, told me that I was worthy of being declared a member of the "New Breed". He told me that I had ascended to a level that was far above all the clichιs and stereotypes and I don't ever intend to have him proven wrong. He believed in me, and as a result I came to believe in myself. Some people may see that as being a sign of arrogance but obviously some people are afraid to look beneath the surface. Having confidence in myself is one of the only things that keep me sane. Then there's the fact that it is nigh on impossible to respect others if you cannot even respect yourself, and trust me when I say that respect is something I hold in high regard. It is through respect that I have learned to avoid letting my emotions get the better of me on many an occasion. It is through respect that I have learned how to turn every loss into a moral victory. Veracity has opened many a door for me and thankfully I took the right one. I am now a man who has nothing to lose and everything to gain, which leads me into the next matter at hand "
Kilgore pauses momentarily, flicking his head back so as to remove the long black hair from his face so that he can get a good look at the perplexed audience. As he scans the crowd he shakes his head and then he gets back on the mic, his voice now tinted with a rising intensity.
Kilgore: "I have established what my job is but, like I said, I need the right tools to get it done. In this case the "tools" of which I speak happen to be every single member of the PWF roster. Without them I cannot get the job done, which is why I am out here. I need to let everyone in the back know that I'm here, for better or for worse, and although I may learn to respect those who oppose me I still see them as nothing but a means to an end, at least for now. How I am perceived in the people's eyes is of no importance to me whatsoever. They may think me callous, they might think me warped they can think what they want. The only thing that matters is what goes on in this ring, between these ropes."
Booing can be heard as Kilgore walks over to the ropes and he stares and points at the entrance, oblivious to the crowd's resentment.
Kilgore: "There's got be at least a handful of wrestlers back there who would just love to prove the new guy wrong! There's got to be at least a select few who have got the guts to walk into something they cannot possibly begin to comprehend! I'm ready for anyone and anything so if there is anyone, ANYONE back there who wants to prove something I suggest you show your face right now, otherwise "
Before Kilgore can finish "Zombie Nation" by Kernkraft cuts him off mid-sentence! The fans are a little confused to say the least as The Real McCoy appears, closely followed by Power G! Kilgore however is now wearing a satisfied grin on his face and he leans on the ropes, awaiting the inevitable as "Zombie Nation" dies down
As the music dies, The Real McCoy is stood standing, staring at Kilgore. With Mic in hand, he paces across the top of the ramp before beginning. Power G is stood behind him seemingly staring into space.
McCoy: So, another new guy. Seems like there's a new one every week. Every week someone steps into the ring, talks about wanting to get to the top, to the pinnacle, of the sport. All of them with good intentions mind. Empty promises most of them in the end though, empty promises. Now in front of me is the next one. The next successor to the crown. Or they'd have you believe.
McCoy chuckles to himself while a section of the crowd boos.
McCoy: I see we have some idiots in tonight. Anway. Kilgore, I've sat in the back listening to you. Listening to your reasons why you're now in the PWF, reasons why you need competition. You talk the talk Kilgore, but let's get one thing straight. Talking will only get you so far. You can go on and on until you're blue in the face about you're reasoning, and you know, it's good to hear. But let me help you. Let me start the ball rolling. People are always saying actions speak louder. So lets here you shout Kilgore.
McCoy stops again and walks across the top of the ramp. Some of the crowd cheers, some booing, some waiting to hear what McCoy has to say next. Power G, meanwhile, is still stood in the same stance. McCoy has finished pacing back and forth and is now pointing at Power G.
McCoy: You see this man? You see him Kilgore? Now this man knows something. He knows something and he's willing to pass that knowledge on to you. He knows that victory is much sweeter when you've tasted defeat. So I think it's time you had your first lesson. You want a test Kilgore? You want a chance to show what you've got? Power G is more than willing to be the test. Yep, you and Power G, in that ring. It's what you want and I hate to disappoint people.
Back in the ring Kilgore is staring at The Real McCoy and Power G with a bemused expression on his face. He stands up straight, no longer leaning on the ropes, and as he brings the mic up to his lips a hush falls over the mixed crowd.
Kilgore: "Oh, I've tasted defeat Mr. McCoy. I awaken every day with that bitter taste in my mouth and to be quite honest I'm getting a little sick and tired of it. You say I talk the talk Mr. McCoy? Well, maybe I do but at least I talk the talk MYSELF. I don't need a middle-man... or a lackey. You want me to accept this challenge from Power G? You want me to face Power G tonight? Mr. McCoy... it would be my pleasure."
Upon hearing Kilgore's acceptance the fans cheer and The Real McCoy smiles as Power G remains motionless, seemingly numb to the world. Eventually though The Real McCoy and Power G begin to walk down to the ring.
Kilgore: "Oh, and by the way Mr. McCoy... it won't be the ball that's rolling by the end of tonight... it'll be your associate's head."
Kilgore tosses the mic away and prepares for the match to begin.
Big Dave: It looks like we have ourselves a little impromptu matchup!!! This should be good.
Report: Power G slides under the ropes and immediately Kilgore clubs him across the back. Kilgore then pulls Power G up to his feet and lays into him with a couple of hard rights, rocking him back onto the ropes. Kilgore whips Power G into the ropes and then can only watch as Power G sails through the air and clocks him with a Flying Forearm Smash. Kilgore is quickly back up but walks straight into a hard knife edge chop from G-man which brings a loud "Wooo!!" from the crowd. G hits another hard knife edge, and then grabs Kilgore by the shoulders and then delivers a straight knee to his gut. Kilgore is momentarily stunned, and Power G uses this advantage to whip Kilgore to the corner. Power G backs into the opposite corner and then charges in and crushes Kilgore with a big running knee to the gut. Kilgore staggers out of the corner holding his gut, Power G tries to scoop him up, but his attempt is countered by a thunderous sledgehammer like blow across his back. Kilgore then hooks Power G up and drives him into the mat with a Vertical Suplex. Power G climbs to his feet, but Kilgore is waiting and he unleashes a viscious uppercut which sends Power G reeling into the corner. Kilgore goes to whip Power G towards the opposite corner, but he hangs on and pulls Power G back into a Short-Arm Clothesline. Power G reels up and then collapses back down as Kilgore hooks the leg back for a cover. ..1 2 Power G kicks out. Kilgore stands over Power G and measures a stiff boot to his face. Kilgore then pulls Power G up to his feet and then lifts him up and carries him around for a moment before driving him into his knee with a Rib Breaker. Kilgore shows off his impressive strength by maintaining hold of Power G and pulling him back up before planting him with a Front Powerslam. Kilgore pulls the leg back for the cover. 1 ..2 .. Power G gets his left shoulder up. Kilgore pulls Power G up to his feet and then spins him around and drives two hard forearms into his lower back. Then in a single, crisp, flowing motion, Kilgore snaps Power G up and then drives him into his knee with the Pendulum Backbreaker. Kilgore again goes for the cover. ..1 2 . Power G gets his right shoulder up this time.
Big Dave: From what I have seen of Kilgore, he is a very talented wrestler. He has awesome power, but he is not just a raw power wrestler. Every move he hits serves some purporse.
Poppa: Well you don't need a dancing queen to tell you that Kilgore is focusing his attack on Power G's lower back.
Big Dave: And doing a damn good job on it too.
Kilgore pulls Power G up to his feet and then goes to whip him hard into the corner, but Power G reverses and it is Kilgore who ends up in the corner. Power G then charges in and connects with Air on a G String (Flying Calf Kick). Kilgore staggers out and Power G goes for a Hurricanranna, but Kilgore counters with an awesome Sitout Powerbomb. Kilgore holds on for the cover. .1 2 . Power G just gets his shoulder up in time. Kilgore pulls Power G up and then he pushes him back into the corner. He then turns him around and then begins to deliver hard and violent shoulder thrusts into G's back. He then lifts Power G up and then carries him around the ring before planting him with the High Angle Backdrop. Kilgore decides not to cover this time, instead he rolls Power G over and then locks in a Camel Clutch. You can clearly hear Power G's crys of pain, but he refuses to tap out. Kilgore relinquishes the hold and then delivers two hard stomps direct to Power G's already suffering lower back. Kilgore pulls Power G up and then grabs him around the waist, looking for a Belly to Belly, but Power G counters with an Ear Slap, enough to cause Kilgore to break his grip. Power G then goes psycho and unleashes a volley of knife edge and overhand chops at high speed, backing Kilgore into the corner. Power G then delivers rapid fire chops to Kilgore's neck. Power G then whips Kilgore out of the corner, but he reverses and then pulls G towards him and then sends him soaring through the air with an Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex. Power G half sits up, holding his lower back, although the mask shields us from his facial expressions, there is no doubt they would be showing him in extreme pain. Kilgore paces over and then makes the cover. .1 .2 Kilgore is surprised to see Power G kick out. But it doesn't affect his resolve. He pulls Power G up and then he sets him up for a T-Bone Suplex. Power G suddenly counters with a Knee to the gut, and then summons up the last of his strength to lift Kilgore up and deliver the G Power Slam. But Power G can't find any strength to make the cover, both men stay down.
Big Dave: Kilgore really did a number of Power G's back, it's rare we see Power G struggling like this.
Poppa: Whenever I faced him, he always seemed to have so much energy. I'd go as far as to say he has almost as much energy as Sabre has arrogance. But it is impossible to have infinite energy.
Both men begin to stagger up to their feet, Power G is still favouring his lower back. Kilgore is the first to his feet and makes the first move. He goes for a heavy right hand, but Power G ducks underneath and scores with a stiff knife edge chop. Kilgore comes back with a right hand, but Power G counters with another of his trademark chops. Kilgore is angered and goes for a full strength swing, but Power G ducks it and then locks in a waistlock, he then shows superb technique and leverage to deliver a Release German Suplex, but immediately the strain of lifting 280lbs in the air takes it's toll on his lower back and he favours it as he gets to his feet. He draws on the adrenalin to pull him through the pain as he pulls Kilgore up to his feet. He pushes him back into the corner and then he drives a hard knee into his gut. He backs off and delivers another hard knee to his gut. Power G then turns Kilgore around and delivers a quick forearm to his head. He then backs off and then springs up onto the top rope, then dives and leg drop's Kilgore headfirst into the turnbuckle and then stylishly rolls down his back and snaps him over with a School Boy roll-up. ..1 2 Kilgore just kicks out.
Big Dave: What invention from Power G, I don't think I've ever seen that move before, I guess it's a new one to add to the catalogue.
Poppa: Now back when I was in the ring, I'd never have been hit by a move like that, I'd just move my head out of the way.
Big Dave: The idea is to incapacitate your opponent so he can't move out of the way.
Poppa: {Thinks for a moment} Good point, it's no wonder it took me 2 months to get my first win
Kilgore staggers up to his feet and takes yet another knife edge chop to his bare chest, welts are starting to break out already. Power G hooks him up for a Snap Suplex, but just as he is about to snap him over, he feels his back go, and walks away holding his side, grimacing in pain, Kilgore just staggers around. Power G moves back in, but Kilgore was playing possum and he lifts Power G up and then smashes him into the mat with an awesome One Handed Spinebuster. He drops on and hooks the leg for the cover. .1 .2 Power G just gets his left shoulder up. Kilgore gets to his feet and then signals for the end. He goes behind Power G and then locks in The Crucible (Single Arm Dragon Sleeper with Reverse Armlock). As he does so, the Real McCoy comes running down the ramp, although we already have one of them on the outside of the ring. He new McCoy(2) is armed with a Steel Chair, but McCoy(1) intercepts him and stops him from getting in the ring. Kilgore looks to see what the commotion on the outside is about, and in that momentary loss of concentration, Power G breaks free of the wristlock using brute force and then grabs Kilgore's arm and sidesteps out and then hits a perfect Back Heel Kick to floor Kilgore. Power G then pulls Kilgore up and is about to deliver the G Power Slam for the second time when he sees McCoy(1) and McCoy(2) starting to brawl on the outside. Power G heads over to the edge of the ring and seems to be motioning towards them, but he is stopped when Kilgore sneaks up behind him and locks him in a Full-Nelson. Kilgore drags Power G into the middle of the ring and then drills him into the canvas with the Black Sun (Full-Nelson into modifed Michinoku Driver). Kilgore hooks the leg back. 1 ..2 3!!!!!!!
Big Dave: Kilgore picks up the win in his first singles match in the PWF, over a former PWF World Champion no less.
Poppa: Let's not forget that it was a distracted former World Champion.
Big Dave: Power G's entire game is based on focus and concentration, but at the moment he is distracted by the situation involving his managers, and it is costing him matches.
Poppa: Then obviously, the manager situation needs to be sorted out, and quickly.
Big Dave: The question is, can it be sorted out quickly? We don't even know why there are two of them yet!!
The eerie sound of WASP by Bauhaus is heard throughout the arena.
Big Dave: That sound can only mean one thing.
Poppa: Someone doesnt know good music to dance to?
Big Dave: No {chuckles}. It means PWFE's largest wrestler is making his way out.
Then King Volcano steps out onto the ramp to his music King Volcano by Bauhaus. King Volcano holds a microphone
King Volcano: Cut the FN music. You little pee-ons really piss me off.
Crowds boos
King Volcano: Damn it. You know what really pisses me off. The fact that none of you worthless people know how to respect the most extreme wrestler in the world.
Poppa: Does he know he is not the Extreme Champ anymore?
King Volcano: I have heard a lot of critism from you brainless morons. That the Cult of Shadows are all washed up.
Crowd cheers
King Volcano: Yes it is true that we once had just about every possible belt in the PWF.
Poppa: Now they have none.
King Volcano: I have heard rumors that everyone thinks that the COS have no teamwork.
Poppa: Thats a FACT folks.
King Volcano: But I am here today to state that I, the Master of Submissions, the extremest wrestler in the PWF will be tagging up with one of our very best. And I guarentee that we will be the next PWF tag team champions.
Big Dave: You guys heard it first here on Armageddon. King Volcano will be tagging up with his stable mates. But which one?
Poppa: Half the group has left. Anyone even know who is left.
BOOM BOOM! "Oh! Rock me Amadeus!". "Mope" by The Bloodhound Gang thumps over the house system. Loki comes out grinning ear to ear.
Poppa: Someone needs to slap that smile off his face
Big Dave: I do not know too many people who would have the guts to slap Loki with a 7 foot tall giant next to him.
Poppa: I would give my left testicle to anyone with those kind of balls.
King Volcano: Welcome... Welcome... To my demise of Sanity MR LOKI
Poppa: What an odd combination. FREAKS!
Loki steps into the ring and joins King Volcano, his new partner.
Loki: Team Brutal Force I am calling you out.
King Volcano does some practice kicks in the air.
King Volcano: Barry and Bruce bring your asses down here so I can kick it.
Loki laughs at King Volcano
Suddenly we hear a new theme being played over the speakers, "Surfacing" by Slipknot begins to play. Suddenly from seemingly nowhere, two men slide into the ring behind King Volcano and Loki, who are looking towards the entrance way, expecting someone to come out. Both men look almost identical, both stand at least 7 feet tall and probably weight 350 or thereabouts. They charge in and each level KV and Loki with violent clotheslines.
Big Dave: It's the Ruff Ryders!!! I thought we'd never see them again!!! It looks like they are here to make a statement as well
The slightly taller of the two, Devastator grabs Loki and smashes him into the canvas with an awesome Snap Powerbomb. Both men then pick up the big man, King Volcano. They lift him up onto the top rope. Both men climb up and then destroy King Volcano with Total Devastation (Double Chokeslam from top rope). Neither King Volcano or Loki are moving.
Poppa: If this is what they came here to do, then they achieved it, and then some. They have massacred this new tag team before it can even get started!!!
Devastator grabs one of the mics that either King Volcano or Loki dropped.
Devastator: "Thought we'd pop by and say hello. Don't bother welcoming us back, we don't wanna hear it. But if you can make it, then we'll see you tomorrow night. Like I said, IF you can make it."
Devastator spikes the mic in the mat and then he and Destroyer leave the ring and head off up the ramp to an unpleasant reception.
Big Dave: The Ruff Ryders are back, and it seems they've laid out a challenge to King Volcano & Loki, I guess we'll have to wait till tomorrow night to find out if they accept.
Poppa: If they can stand, they'll accept, I don't know a wrestler who'd take what the Ruff Ryders just dished out, and not want revenge.
Big Dave: Then I guess we've another match added to tomorrow nights Havoc card. We'll be back after the break with our main event for the evening.
Credit: Richard Kane
"Dark Days" by Coal Chamber hits as Solo walks out, he flips off the fans as he walks swiftly down to the ring. He climbs in the ring and climbs the turnbuckle, he flips off the fans once again.
James: Introducing, from the Snake Pit, weighing 280lbs, This is SOLO!!!
The lights go a light blue as "Jumpdafuckup" by Soulfly hits as Suicide walks out of the entrance way. He gets the crowd behind him as he walks down the aisle and then slides under the ropes. He then climbs the turnbuckle and raises his arms to the crowd.
James: Introducing from Brooklyn, New York, weighing 237lbs, SUICIDE!!!!!
Report: As soon as the bell rings Suicide and Solo lunge forward at each other, locking up in the centre of the ring. Suicide gains the early advantage, pulling Solo down into a headlock, but Solo is quick to react and he shoves Suicide off into the ropes. As Suicide comes back however he catches Solo in the face with a heavy forearm and then he follows up with a few hard right hands, forcing Solo back into the corner. After unloading with alternating lefts and rights to the gut of his opponent Suicide takes a few steps back and then he charges at Solo but Solo manages to get his foot up, catching Suicide in the chest and knocking him down. As soon as Suicide hits the canvas Solo hops up to the second rope and then he falls forward with a body splash attempt but Suicide rolls out of harm's way. Solo however breaks his fall by putting his arms out in front of him, landing hands-first and pushing himself straight back up to his feet so at to not risk giving Suicide any free shots. Suicide gets up as well and he goes to kick Solo in the gut, which winds up costing him as Solo grabs Suicide's foot before pulling him into a stiff clothesline. Solo then follows up with a senton splash, dropping his heavy frame across Suicide's sternum and staying on for the cover 1 2 Suicide kicks out. Solo gets up and stamps on Suicide's chest, showing early signs of frustration, and then he turns to throw some abuse at the fans, who by now are booing Solo intensely.
Big Dave: These fans really don't care too much for Solo.
Poppa: Why should they?
Big Dave: Good point.
Once Solo is done riling the crowd up he picks Suicide up and sends him staggering backwards with a reverse elbow. Before Suicide can recover Solo dashes forward and pushes him back into the ropes, using the extra momentum to whip the big man to the opposite side of the ring at great speed. As Suicide comes back though he ducks a clothesline attempt from Solo and continues running, rebounding off the ropes again and taking Solo down with a flying forearm. Solo is quick to get back to his feet but Suicide is there to meet him and he scoops Solo up for a big slam. Suicide then drops his leg across Solo's throat before making the cover 1 Solo kicks out with relative ease. Suicide doesn't let it get to him though and he lifts Solo up for a bionic elbow, which sends Solo stumbling back into the corner. Suicide immediately follows up with a jumping splash, sandwiching Solo between his body and the turnbuckles, and then he hoists Solo up to sit him on the top rope. However, before Suicide can do anything Solo kicks him in the side of the face and as Suicide spins round Solo jumps off the second rope, grabbing Suicide's head as he does and bringing him down face-first into the mat with a huge bulldog! The fans boo as Solo makes the decidedly nonchalant cover 1 2 Suicide gets his shoulder up. Solo is now wearing a look of rage on his face and he quickly drags Suicide to his feet. He then kicks him in the gut and sets him up for a powerbomb but before he can hit the move Suicide stands up, back body-dropping Solo in the process. Solo gets back up straight away, holding his back, and he manages to duck a clothesline attempt. Suicide quickly turns around after missing the move but Solo punches him in the face and then he goes to Irish whip Suicide into the corner but Suicide reverses and fakes an Irish whip, pulling Solo back into the Mass Suicide! The crowd erupts as Solo is planted on his neck but Suicide is unable to make the cover right away, needing a moment or two to gain his bearings.
Poppa: Whoa! That sure came out of nowhere!
Big Dave: That it did but Suicide has yet to make the cover!
At this point the fans are chanting "Suicide, Suicide" in an attempt to raise his spirits but Solo is already beginning to move. Eventually though Suicide gets to his feet and he picks Solo up for a hangman's neckbreaker, increasing his chances of getting the pinfall. He immediately hooks Solo's leg for the cover after dropping him and the ref slides into position 1 2 Solo's shoulder finds its way up off the canvas! The audience all exhale in unison and Suicide cups his head in his hands, disheartened by Solo's resilience. Suicide soon gets his mind back on the task at hand though and he applies a reverse chinlock to Solo, keeping him grounded.
Big Dave: It's quite unusual to see Suicide resorting to a rest hold, don't you think?
Poppa: Well, yeah, but you've got to do what it takes to win and Suicide knows that all too well.
Suicide keeps the reverse chinlock applied for as long as he can but Solo soon starts to struggle, leading to him breaking free from Suicide's grasp. He hurriedly gets to his feet and he goes to grab Suicide but Suicide dodges behind Solo and applies a waistlock. Solo is one step ahead however and he throws his elbow back, catching Suicide in the side of the head. This allows Solo to slip behind Suicide and once he has he lifts Suicide up and drops him on the back of his head with a hard release German suplex. Suicide is folded in half and Solo quickly makes the cover, using his full weight to keep Suicide pinned down 1 2 Solo is denied. He slams his fist down onto the canvas upon failing to keep Suicide down for the 3 count and then he gets in the ref's face, arguing that he was too slow. The ref however is adamant that there was nothing wrong with the count but Solo isn't listening and he shoves the ref down. The distraction gives Suicide enough time to recover though and he sneaks up behind Solo, rolling him up with a schoolboy as the ref enthusiastically comes over to administer the count 1 2 Solo escapes and rolls to his feet. Suicide runs to the ropes as Solo gets up but as he returns Solo lunges forward, lifts Suicide up and drills him with a massive spinebuster! The ring shakes due to the impact and Solo covers Suicide, much to the fans chagrin 1 2 Suicide isn't done yet and he just manages to kick out! Once again the crowd goes crazy and Solo is absolutely furious as he stares at Suicide in wide-eyed disbelief.
Poppa: This has been a pretty good match thus far! Really back-and-forth!
Big Dave: Solo looks really, really pissed! We just saw a lot of unsuccessful pinfall attempts and I'm guessing that fatigue is setting in right about now.
Poppa: Maybe, maybe not. In any case this one aint over yet!
Solo gets to his feet and he stomps away on Suicide's ribs, not giving him any time to recover whatsoever. Solo then runs back into the ropes before coming back with a running elbow drop but as he descends Suicide sits up, causing Solo to hit nothing but canvas. Suicide gets up at the same time as Solo but Suicide is to first to act and he rocks Solo with a stiff right hand, knocking Solo down. As Solo gets up Suicide knocks him straight back down again with another hard right hand, then another. As Solo gets up for the fourth time he throws a wayward punch in Suicide's direction but Suicide easily evades the punch and then he quickly dashes forward before tossing Solo over his head with a t-bone suplex. As soon as Solo lands Suicide picks him straight back up and he sets him up for a northern lights suplex but Solo blocks it and then he knees Suicide in the gut to escape. As Suicide doubles over Solo grabs his arm and whips him to the ropes and then he ducks down as Suicide comes back but Suicide telegraphs it and he attempts to kick Solo in the face. Solo however anticipates the move and he catches Suicide's leg before spinning him round and kicking him in the gut, setting him up for the Painful Memories! Solo grabs Suicide's head and spins round to hit his finisher but as he does Suicide suddenly counters and grabs Solo's head instead, dropping him down on the back of his head with The Effect! A huge amount of cheers accompanies the following cover and it looks as though Solo is down and out 1 2 Solo gets his foot on the ropes! Both Suicide and the maxed-out crowd are massively disappointed and Suicide curses his luck as he gets to his feet, pulling Solo up by his head as he does.
Big Dave: That was SO close! I really thought that was it.
Poppa: So did everyone else but Solo was smart enough to get his foot on the ropes in the nick of time.
Big Dave: I can't see this match lasting much longer though, especially after a move like that.
Poppa: We'll see Davey boy, we'll see.
After chopping Solo across the chest a few times, receiving a round of "whoos" each time, Suicide whips Solo into the corner and then he rushes over to the opposite corner for a big run-up. As he charges at Solo he ducks down and leaps forward with a diving shoulder thrust attempt but Solo just barely manages to sidestep out of the way, causing Suicide to smash his shoulder into the steel ring post. As he stumbles back out of the corner Solo clubs him across the back of the head with an amazing stiff lariat and as soon as Suicide hits the mat Solo rolls him onto his back and makes the cover. The ref drops down to make the count but as he does Solo leans forward on the lateral press whilst putting his feet on the ropes 1 The fans are booing intensely but the ref doesn't notice Solo's feet on the ropes 2
Poppa: Hey ref, look up!
3! Solo wins!
Big Dave: No way!
The fans let Solo know just what they think of his win with a torrent of heat as he stands up but he is oblivious to their disapproval. The ref raises Solo's hand but Solo pushes him away and then he leaves the ring, only instead of walking off to the back he goes over to the timekeeper, shoves him off his chair and then takes it
Big Dave: Huh? What the hell is Solo doing?
Solo climbs back in the ring as Suicide is arguing the toss with the referee. Trying to explain to him that Solo had his feet on the ropes. The ref doesn't want to know. Solo sneaks up behind Suicide and then cracks the steel chair over the back of his head.
Big Dave: Come on!!! You've won the match Solo, let it lie!!
Poppa: I think Solo is taking out all his anger and frustration on poor Suicide.
Solo rolls Suicide over and we see blood running on the canvas, presumably from the back of Suicide's head. Solo pounds Suicide's face with stiff right hands, the referee tries to intervene, but Solo just pushes him away.
Big Dave: This is totally uncalled for, and I hope someone reprimands Solo after this match, because he needs to be punished for what he is doing right now.
Poppa: I don't think he's finished yet.
Solo drags Suicide to the edge of the ring and then slides himself out, he then drags the groggy and bleeding Suicide out of the ring. He then grabs the Steel Chair and places the fold around Suicide's head. He then runs with Suicide and drives him into the ring post, trapping Suicide's head in the fold of the chair as it impacts off the Steel. Suicide collapses on the floor and doesn't move an inch. Solo stares at him as a sick smile comes across his face. He then heads off towards the ramp. EMT's rush by him as he backs away, the crowd jeering him every step of the way.
Big Dave: We are out of time folks, I am sorry that the last thing you see tonight is Solo attempting to end Suicide's career, we'll make sure to get Stanyer or Dawg to give you an update on his condition tomorrow night.
Poppa: One things for sure, Suicide ain't gonna be doing any dancing tonight.
Big Dave: He'll be lucky if he moves tonight, we're out of time, see you all next week.