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Asbury Park Convention
Center
Asbury Park, New Jersey
Tuesday 11th February 2003
Attendance: 22,339
Gellar: Hello everyone and welcome to PWF Defiance!!!
Blackbird: Good Evening everyone.
Gellar: It's a big night tonight as Big Dave is out to present two brand new title belts, one to Sabre, and one to Law Hiyabusa.
Blackbird: What about Hanibal?
Gellar: Well, his belt is still the same title, the PWF Extreme Title, he doesn't need a new belt.
Blackbird: Doesn't need, but it seems a bit unfair to leave him out.
Gellar: I'm surprised he hasn't pointed that out to everyone already.
Blackbird: Hey, I'm being told that Big Dave is already on his way out!!
Gellar: Looks like the presentation ceremony is going to open the show. I think I'll quickly run down tonights card. We don't have much signed so far, but we do have ourselves a main event, as Matt Van Dam takes on Silas Parish, in a rematch from last week.
Blackbird: That's a point, has anyone seen Parish yet today? I haven't seen him backstage all day.
Gellar: He's probably lying in a back alley somewhere, pissed as a rat. Anyway, we have one other match announced for tonight, Splinter is scheduled to take on Suicide & Solo in what will be spectacular Triple Threat match.
Blackbird: And the winner goes on to the PPV to face Hanibal for the Extreme Title.
Gellar: Indeed, but enough of tonight's card, here comes the boss for the presentation ceremony.
The scene cuts to the squared circle. Inside the ring is a large table and 3 chairs, 2 at either end and one to the side. Suddenly the arena goes completely black and a shady voice utters very slowly the word "BIG" then the UltraTron shows a huge concrete block, as a big "B" made from steel slams into it, then an "I" and then the "G" and fireworks erupt from all over the arena, the ring, the ramp-way, the security rails, everywhere as the main chorus to "Cochise" by Audioslave kicks in and Big Dave is raised onto the Ramp-way via a sunken platform.
He is dressed a very sharp-black Gucci suit with his long golden locks tied back into a pony tail and wearing his trade-mark shades he struts his way to the ring. He jumps onto the ring apron and then walks over the top rope.
The ring is decorated with a red overlay carpet and in the ring stands 2 short pillars holding 2 jewellery style display units containing the new PWF Television Title and the new PWF Heavyweight Title! He grabs a mic and takes his place between the 2 new titles and begins to speak......
Big Dave:- Ladies and Gentleman! Here at on Defiance we like to do things differently than the rest. In order for us to fully progress into the future we are truly going to drop the shackles laid upon us by the former era. As you can see beside are 2 new Championship belts, each costing over $250,000! However I think you'll agree that the champions who are carrying these titles are well worth the money! So with out further adiou, please welcome the PWF Television Champion ............ LAAAAAAAAW HIYABUSA!
Blackbird: Quarter of a million for a belt!!! He's joking right?
Gellar: What do you think?
Falling Apart by Trust Company fires out from the speaker systems and Law Hiyabusa makes his way to the ring, he gets a great reception from the crowd who can only respect the way the little man performed in his recent battle with Sabre on Defiance!
He enters the ring and shakes the hand of Big Dave who opens one of the display units and presents Law with the new PWF TV Title!
Big Dave:- Law I'd like to take this opportunity to congratulate you on a fine reign as TV champion thus far, let this new Belt be a reward for the hard work you have done and the respect that you have earned it .............lets have a round of applause for Law Hiyabusa!
Law holds the belt up and paces around the ring as the crowd give a generous round of applause for the Television Champion.
Big Dave:- "And before you leave Law, I'd like to inform you that you'll be making the first defence of your new belt, right here tonight in a match with Golgotha. Once again, Congratulations."
Falling Apart hits again as Law kisses his new title with a passion and waves to the crowd who give him a second well deserved round of applause as he makes his way down the aisle...
Big Dave:- OK, last but not least I will now present the biggest prize of them all, the most sort after title in the wrestling world today........... ladies and gentleman give up for............THE SABRE!
Brand New Hate by the Backyard Babies hits and Sabre struts his way confidently down the aisle, the crowd are booing the Champion as he makes his way to the ring. He enters the squared circle and motions to shake Big Dave's hand and then moves it away as Dave accepts his gesture, the crowd boo wildly for the cocky champion!
Big Dave: "People have been asking the question for weeks, what is the name of the new title. Well, it's not the most imaginitive name, but it fits the role perfectly. Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to Sabre, the PWF Heavyweight Championship!!!"
Dave opens up the display unit for Sabre and takes out the brand new PWF Heavyweight Title, he offers it freely to Sabre with his hands out but Sabre is making a gesture to Dave to place it around his waist........... Dave looks infuriated and just drops the title to the feet of Sabre and backs off in disgust! Sabre merely chuckles and picks up the belt and places it over his shoulder and grabs a mic and begins to talk
Sabre: "Well... what can I say? It's an honour... it's a priveledge... it's... ABOUT DAMN TIME!"
The crowd boos as Big Dave reluctantly hands the belt over. Sabre looks at it before slumping it over his shoulder, raising the mic once again to his lips...
Sabre: "Now heaven forbid that the champ gets a minute of time on his own show, but I think the fans want to hear from the best thing to come out of Defiance, don't you think so Dave?"
Big Dave merely grimaces at Sabre in disdain, and takes a step back to allow Sabre to take the floor... probably more an act of tolerance more than respect...
Sabre: "No doubt you people were watching Havoc... well... at least HOPEFULLY you saw the first fifteen minutes before turning it over to watch the football... but in case you didn't then there was a little announcement concerning the End of the World Pay Per View!"
The crowd pops, proving that it doesn't matter who you are, they'll cheer you if there's any mention of the crown jewel of the PWF shows...
Sabre: "Basically, the boss had to think about what to do about his fighting champion, yours truly... yeah, that's right, nothing stops Sabre from appearing at Havoc, even if it's in name only... but anyway, the man upstairs decided that in order to honour my record busting win at the Rumble in the Bronx, and acknowledging my work as the biggest champion out there..."
This time, the crowd boos loudly but Sabre continues regardless...
Sabre: "Mr. Pellington has decided that come the End of the World, The Man gets the honour of choosing his opponent for the main event. It could be Law here, it could even be Big Dave!"
Sabre points at the Defiance boss who shows zero emotion as the crowd pops for the giant. Sabre crosses the ring and stares directly at the camera...
Sabre: "This skinny moron here, there's a chance HE could be my opponent if I felt like he deserved it. How about you, pimples?"
A teenage kid with a Gambino t-shirt on starts talking trash to Sabre as his friends begin patting him on the back and urging him to jump the barricade...
Sabre: "Kid, the guy on your shirt can't beat me, how could you? The point is, you can be the weather lady, the guy at the popcorn stand, the valet... hell, if Ken Kido walked down this very ramp and challenged me I'd consider giving him a shot!"
Fans start scouting the entrance way hoping that the PWF's most notorious man would pop out, but alas, Ken Kido doesn't show.
Sabre: "Bottom line is? You guys sitting in the nosebleed section have a better chance of facing me at End of the World than any of those 'superstars' in the back. Competition? Look elsewhere because Defiance only has filler material..."
Big Dave suddenly shoves Sabre, taking the mic from him and roaring in his face...
Big Dave: "You want a challenge? Fine! Enough of the CRAP you're pulling, I'll give you a challenge. You're wrestling right here... right now."
Sabre stares at Big Dave as the fans cheer the show of authority...
Big Dave: "You want to see what Defiance has to offer? Fine, You're going to be up against the PWF's King of the Death Match... Grimm!"
Sabre acts a little shocked as Big Dave spikes the mic and begins walking away. You can hear Sabre yelling about how his shoes aren't standard wrestling attire as the tron suddenly cuts backstage...
PWF Camera's Go From The Ring to the backstage area where Grimm and Haylee are sitting. Haylee, like usual, is on Grimm's lap facing him, while Grimm is seated comfortably on a leather sofa. Suddenly Johnny Mayhem runs in and gasps for breath, Grimm and Haylee stare at him with confusion on their faces until finally he stands up straight
Mayhem: Grimm.. I've just been sent to tell you that you have a match
Grimm: Alright kool Johnny...against who?
Mayhem: Sabre...for the World Title too
Grimm: Finally those fools in suits have realized that I ..Grimm is capable of fighting Main Event Material .. and win to
Mayhem: A little Ahead of yourself there Grimm?
Grimm: Well let's take a stroll down memory lane...my extreme title run...Grimm vs. Sabre- Ladder match...who won that match?
Mayhem: Well you but Big Popa...
Grimm: I asked who won not an entire match report ya freeak! The fact of the matter is...finally a good owner like Big Dave has seen what I can do...Finally the Defiance Road Team have gotten a clue...and finally some one..being me...will shut that god dam son of a bitch Sabre up!
Grimm lifts up, lifting Haylee up and puts her on the sofa
Grimm: Haylee you stay here
Haylee: WHAT!? No way babe...this is a world title shot!
Grimm: I know Hayl but with all the nut jobs and wackos walking around I wouldn't be surprised if some one made a run in and you could get hurt...I don't want that
Haylee: Awww...fine...
Grimm: That's my babe...I don't know what I'd do with out you...well I'm off.
Haylee: Good luck...
Grimm walks off for his match as Haylee sits rocking her legs back and forth. The cameras fade.
Blackbird: Did Mayhem just say this match was for the World Title?
Gellar: I think there's been a mistake, Big Dave never said anything about the World Title, hell it's not even called the World Title, it's called the PWF Title. And as far as I know, it's not on the line in this match.
The Lights Turn in the PWF arena, "Disposable Teens" by Marilyn Manson begins to play and then as soon as the music kicks in, 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 carrying a trashcan full of weapons. Grimm hurries down to the ring.
James: Introducing from Pickering, Onatario, weighing 240lbs, GRIMM!!.
Report: Sabre looks mildly worried as Grimm is tosses the trashcan full of weapons into the ring. Grimm slides into the ring while Sabre pulls out a broom handle from the trashcan. Sabre uses the broom handle to keep Grimm at bay for a while, but then Grimm comes in on the attack. Sabre catches him in the gut with a shot from the broom, but Grimm takes it easily and opens up on Sabre with a hard right hand, sending the broom to the mat. Grimm hits a pair of right hands and then smashes Sabre down with a short-arm clothesline. Grimm then picks up the broom handle and then tosses it out of the ring as if it wasn't good enough for him. He looks across the mess on the mat and picks up a road sign. Sabre gets up, and Grimm promptly cracks it across his head. Sabre staggers around the ring holding his head. Grimm boots him in the gut and then as Sabre stoops, he wraps the road sign around the back of his head. As Sabre collapses to the mat, Grimm walks around the ring holding the bent and buckled road sign above his head and receives loud cheers from the crowd. Grimm tosses the sign out of the ring and then pulls Sabre up to his feet. He delivers a Snap Suplex and then rolls to the apron. He then slingshots over and crash-lands a Leg Drop on Sabre. Grimm goes for a quick cover. .1 .2 Sabre kicks out.
Gellar: Sabre looks a little out of place.
Blackbird: He's still got his street clothes on, and he's in a hardcore match, not always his speciality.
Gellar: But unfortunately for him, he's in there with the King of the Death Match, or the King of Extreme, or both, depending on whom you ask.
Grimm lets Sabre picks himself up while he empties out the trashcan. He then dumps the trashcan over the PWF Champion's head. Grimm then picks up a Golf Club, takes aim and smashes it into the trashcan. Sabre crashes to the mat, trashcan still over his head. Sabre pushes the trashcan off his body and then holds his head. Grimm picks up a computer keyboard and then places it over Sabre's genitalia. Ala New Jack, he stands over Sabre and prepares to smash him in the balls. Sabre realises what is happening and throws the keyboard off himself and crawls quickly out of the ring. Sabre brushes his hair back and takes a deep breath, relieved not to be in serious pain. He paces about for a moment and then rolls back into the ring, keeping out of Grimm's way. Grimm comes in with a volley of right hands, rocking Sabre back on his feet, but Sabre sneaks in an Eye Poke, which disables Grimm for a moment. Long enough for Sabre to knock Grimm down with a Spinning Wheel Kick. Sabre quickly drags Grimm up and then plants him with a Side Suplex. Sabre then picks up the Golf Club that Grimm planned to use on him, he takes a couple of practice swings as Grimm gets to his feet. Sabre then cracks the Golf Club into Grimm's cut, and follows it up with a heavy blow across the back. Grimm drops to the mat holding his gut, Sabre rolls him over and hooks the leg for a cover. .1 .2 .. Grimm kicks out. The self-proclaimed "King of Extreme" begins to get to his feet as Sabre looks around the ring for a weapon, he picks up the keyboard, gives it a weird look, and then tosses it over his shoulder. He picks up what looks like a very old NES, he looks at, then looks at Grimm, and charges at him and cracks the NES over his head. Grimm goes down, but Sabre isn't happy, and tosses the NES out of the ring, and then follows it out. He looks under the ring for a decent weapon, and pulls out a Singapore Cane. He does a couple of twirls and then slides back into the ring. Grimm is getting back up, and Sabre cracks him in the gut and then unleashes a volley of snap cane shots all over Grimm's body. The shots splinter the cane, and push Grimm down to the mat, where Sabre leaves him and climbs to the top turnbuckle. Sabre dives off and scores with a Moonsault. Sabre snaps the leg back for the count. .1 ..2 . Grimm shoots his shoulder off the canvas.
Gellar: Sabre looking a little more at home now.
Blackbird: Hardcore isn't his style, but he seems to be getting used to it.
Gellar: I think it has something to do with the fact you can cheat at will, and it's all perfectly legal.
Blackbird: That's true, I hear Sabre is threatening to sue Los Guerrero's, claiming he came up with the "Cheat 2 win" philosophy.
Gellar: Sabre would tell you he created the Christian religion, and was Jesus in a former life. By the way, don't tell Golgotha I said that, you know what he's like.
Sabre pulls Grimm up and slides around the back and plants him with a Snap Suplex. He then comes off the ropes and delivers a Leg Drop. He then hooks the leg for another cover. 1 .2 ... Grimm kicks out. Sabre yanks Grimm up again and sets him up for a Dragon Suplex, but Grimm counters with a Mule Kick. Grimm pulls himself up and waits for Sabre to pull himself up before sliding behind him and delivering a German Suplex. Sabre takes it well and tries to get back up, but Grimm grabs him and sends him flying with a Release German Suplex, sending Sabre crashing face and chest first into the canvas. Grimm goes for the cover. .1 .2 .. Sabre just kicks out. Grimm pulls the trashcan he used earlier towards Sabre, he pulls the champ up and then drives him headfirst into the trashcan with a DDT. Grimm goes for another cover. ..1 ..2 .. Sabre just gets his shoulder up. Grimm leaps up to the top rope and demands that Sabre get to his feet. Grimm then dives off and sends Sabre There and Back (Super Hurricanranna). Grimm then immediately jumps over Sabre and jumps onto the first turnbuckle and hits a moonsault, he springs up and hits a 2nd moonsault from the 2nd turnbuckle. Finally he leaps to the top rope and completes the High Shifter (Triple Jump Moonsault). He hooks the leg expecting a victory. .1 ..2 . Sabre just gets his shoulder up. Grimm pulls Sabre away from the ropes and then locks on The Upscaler (Sharpshooter). Sabre grimaces in pain, and then surprisingly, someone walks out of the entranceway, it is the self-proclaimed "God", Nightshade.
Blackbird: I wonder why Nightshade is out here?
Gellar: Let's hear him out.
Nightshade is pacing around at the top of the ramp, then he brings the mic to his mouth.
God Nightshade: "Sabre!! What are you doing? This is meant to be the "Extreme" brand, and your about as Extreme as Ken Kido."
In the ring, Sabre has managed to reach the ropes and Grimm is pulling him to his feet, when the PWF Champ scores with a low blow, and then hooks Grimm's head to deliver a DDT, he then turns his attention to Nightshade.
God Nightshade: "Look at yourself!! You've spent the past 2 weeks moaning about how you haven't been given a new title, and now you've finally got it, you become a disgrace to it!! What purpose do you even serve here? All you ever do is moan at everyone. You're supposed to be representing the Defiance brand, yet you bitch and whine about this and that. We're allowed to do anything in the ring, and all you can muster up is a poke to the eyes? Well let us all applaud our illustrious champion. However, I am willing to forgive you, if you bow before your god. So if you would, drop to your knees and begin paying homage."
Sabre just stares at Nightshade, with an angry look on his face. He turns around and appears to be waving towards the ring announcer for a mic, but it doesn't matter, as Grimm is waiting and promptly cracks Sabre across the head with his Steel Chair. Grimm drags Sabre up and hooks him by the head, the crowd gives a loud cheer as he delivers the Fear Factor (Twist of Fate). Grimm hooks the leg. 1 ..2 3!!!!!
God Nightshade: "And you say that you don't get any quality opponents to fight, how does a God work for ya."
God Nightshade spikes his mic and walks through the backstage area. Meanwhile Grimm is in the ring holding the PWF title, he looks like he's in shock. He then springs to the top turnbuckle and holds the title high in the air, receiving a loud cheer from the crowd.
Blackbird: That sounded like a challenge from Nightshade, to Sabre.
Gellar: Grimm seems to think he's the new PWF Heavyweight Champion, I didn't think the title was on the line.
Blackbird: I don't think it was, and I think the referee is trying to explain that to him.
Grimm is now arguing with Referee Morgan Black, Senior Referee Mark Johnson makes his way down to the ring and tries to explain the situation to Grimm.
Gellar: Looks like you were right, the title wasn't on the line, and Sabre still holds the title. Not sure if I'm glad about that mind.
Blackbird: It would have been a pretty big shock for the opening match of the night if it had been on the line.
Gellar: Look, on the tron, something's happening .
The camera cuts backstage, we are in the parking lot. The camera zooms in on a particular car, where there appears to be a man and a woman involved in a physical struggle at the back of the car. As the camera gets closer, it reveals that the man is wearing a leather mask of some kind, the PWF's newest Superstar, and the woman is . Haylee!!! We cut to the ring and to Grimm, who's eyes nearly pop out of his head.
Blackbird: What the hell is that guy doing with Haylee?
Gellar: God only knows.
The camera gets closer and we can now see that Haylee's hands are tied and the man is trying to put her in the boot, but she is trying to fight him off, she's screaming as loud as she can, until the man puts some gaffa tape over her mouth and then roughly shoves her into the boot, and slams the lid shut. We cut back to the ring and Grimm is just staring at the tron, then he shakes himself out of the trance and jumps out of the ring and starts running up the ramp. The tron shows the car reversing out of it's parking space and speeding away from the arena.
We return to showing an empty corridor, suddenly the near door bursts open and Solo steps through forcefully. He doesn't look in great shape though, he's got a black eye, his nose is bandaged up, and he has some stitches in his forehead.
Gellar: Man, Solo is a wreck.
Blackbird: And that's just what we can see, who knows how bad his injuries are?
The Camera comes on in the backstage as we see Grimm sprint down a hall way and run into the garage area. The camera catches up and finally sees Grimm again as he has the garage attendant by the throat.
Grimm: Now listen up you little piece of garbage, you're larinyx means nothing to me...I'll snap it within seconds if you do not answer me this question....WHO KIDNAPED HAYLEE!?
Attendant: I...Dun....nno....ch...eck....the..sign..in...any...body who is here...and left...had to sign in.....and out....
Grimm drops the Attendant and runs over to the sign in area. Grimm quickly reads down the list
Grimm: Big Dave-Signed In
Golgotha-Signed In
Grimm- Signed In
Hanibal-Signed In
Jason Hunt-Signed In
Law Hiyabusa-Signed In
Matt Van Dam-Signed In
Nightshade-Signed In
Sabre-Signed In
Silas Parish-Signed In
Solo-Signed In
Splinter-Signed In
Suicide-Signed In
Zion Crest-Signed In
Jonny Lang- Not Present......LANG!
Grimm smashes the sign up board and then bolts to his Porsche Boxster and drives off out of the arena area.
Gellar: It looks like Jonny Lang is prime suspect #1 in the kidnapping of Haylee, and Grimm is out to find him.
Blackbird: What the hell does Lang want with Haylee? I thought he was, well, you know.
Gellar: He may swing the other way, but he's not the sanest person I've met either, he's a little off the wall.
Blackbird: We'll need to keep a close eye on him.
#1 Contendership to the Extreme Title
Credit: Jason Hunt
"Mudshovel" by Staind 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 out as an air raid siren goes off. After a few seconds, the "Empire Strikes Back" theme starts. After playing for a few moments, it cuts off as pyros explode everywhere and "Get Up Again" by Flaw hits the loud speakers. Out from behind the curtain steps Emperor Suicide. He has a cocky smile on his face as he is ready to fight. He slowly climbs into the ring and awaits his opponents.
James: Introducing from Brooklyn, New York, weighing 247lbs, SUICIDE!!!!!
"Pain" by Soulfly hits as Splinter walks through the entrance. Various instances of Hardcore Matches involving Splinter are played on the tron. He walks down to the ring, exchanging a few words with various front row fans. He rolls into the ring and awaits the start of the match with an confident look on his face.
James: Introducing from Colchester, England. Weighing in at 223lbs. SPLINTER!!!!
Report: Splinter and Suicide immediately lock up and Splinter gets the upper hand by applying an arm bar. Splinter twists the arm around and he drives his elbow into his arm many times and then he twists it again. Solo watches on as Splinter takes it to Suicide. Splinter keeps his lock on the arm of Suicide and then he whips him into the ropes and as Suicide comes running back Splinter catches him with a sleeper hold. Splinter keeps the moved locked in on Suicide and keeps his oxygen supply cut off. Suicide slowly fades but Solo goes up and kicks Splinter in the ribs and he knocks Splinter off of Suicide. Solo hits Splinter in the face with a few forearms and then he whips Splinter into the ropes and he goes for a dropkick but Splinter holds onto the ropes and Solo hits nothing but air and crashes down to the mat. Suicide goes over to Splinter and he punches Splinter in the face and Splinter hits Suicide back and then two continue this process until Suicide rakes Splinter in the eyes and he knee's him in the stomach. Suicide smashes Splinter face off of his knee and then he clotheslines him over the top rope and Splinter hits the ground. Solo hits Suicide in the back and then he turns him around and he gets him in a snapmare take down. Solo picks Suicide back up and he kicks him in the stomach and Suicide keels over and then Solo hits him in the face with a boot that knocks Suicide down to the mat. Splinter gets up on the outside and he slowly climbs back into the ring. Solo kicks Suicide up and he hits him in the chest with some big chops and then he pushes him back into the corner and he holds onto the ropes and he kicks Suicide in the abdomen until Splinter sneaks up behind Solo and he grabs him around the waist and connects with a snap German suplex. Splinter then goes over to Suicide and he drives his hip into the stomach of Suicide and then he punches him in the face and he whips Suicide into the opposite corner. Suicide crashes into the corner and Splinter runs at him but Suicide gets his boot up and he slams it into the face of Splinter. Suicide grabs Splinter and he pulls him up to his feet and he grabs his head like he is going to get him in a spinning neckbreaker but he grabs his arm and lifts it up and Solo gets in some cheap shots to the ribs of Splinter and still holding the arm of Splinter, Suicide delivers the spinning neckbreaker. Suicide grabs Solo and he smashes his head into the top turnbuckle and Solo falls backwards and Suicide runs at him and knocks him down to the mat with a clothesline. Splinter goes to the outside of the ring and he pulls out a chair from underneath the ring. In the ring Suicide grabs Solo and he picks him up in the air in a suplex position but Splinter runs into the ring and he hits Suicide in the back with the chair. Suicide drops Solo and his back thrives in pain. Suicide turns around to Splinter and Splinter cracks the chair over the skull of Suicide.
Blackbird: Ouch, Suicide's definitely going to need a CAT scan after this match.
Gellar: They'll all need a lot more than CAT scans the way this match is heading.
Suicide falls down to the mat as the chair bends over his skull and Splinter drops the chair to his side and then he goes over to Solo and he pulls him to his feet. Splinter goes to punch him but Solo blocks it and Solo hits Splinter across the face once and Splinter staggers back and Solo hits him again and then again and Splinter falls down to the mat and Solo picks the chair up and he holds it high in the air and then he puts it in position to hit Splinter with but Suicide gets up to his feet and he runs and hits Solo with a boot that knocks the chair back into his face and Solo crashes down to the mat. Suicide know picks the chair up and as Splinter gets up to his feet Suicide smashes the chair down upon his head and Splinter goes back down to the mat and Suicide stands tall with the chair in his hand. Suicide sets the chair up in the middle of the ring and he grabs Splinter and he whips him into the ropes but Splinter reverses Suicide and when Suicide comes running back Splinter does a drop hoe told onto Suicide and Suicide's face bounces off the seat of the chair and he lands near the chair. Solo gets up to his feet and he holds his head for a second and then he sees Splinter taunting Suicide and he picks Splinter up and he hits him with a spinebuster down onto the chair that is set up. The chair bends the opposite way that it's supposed to and Splinter rolls around on the mat holding his back in agony. Solo gets up and goes over to Suicide and he pulls him to his feet and Solo delivers a headbutt to Suicide that knocks both men backwards. Suicide then grabs Solo by the head and he tosses him to the outside of the ring. Suicide gathers himself and he walks over to Splinter who is still on the mat holding his back and he picks him up and he pushes him into the corner and he hits him with a large amount of punches. Solo gets back in the ring and he picks up the bent chair and he slams it against the back of Suicide's head.
Blackbird: Man, I feel sorry for that chair!! It's been bent and buckled around the human head so many times, it barely even resembles a chair anymore!!
Gellar: Suicide is taking a tremendous amount of punishment, I don't think he'll be able to continue for much longer.
Blackbird: Never underestimate anyone, you'd be surprised what people can do when they need to.
Suicide stays standing up but he is in pain and Splinter kicks him below the belt and then he pushes him over and Solo runs and goes to hit Splinter with the chair but Splinter goes to the outside before Solo can hit him and Solo swings but only hits the top turnbuckle. Solo drops the chair and he turns around and he picks Suicide up and he whips him into the ropes and Solo lifts him into the air and he slams him back down to the mat with a spinning spinebuster. Suicide bounces off the mat as does Solo from the high impact of the move. Splinter goes over to the timekeeper's table and he steals the bell from him but not after a fight. The timekeeper grabs onto the bell and tugs at it and tries to get it away from Splinter but Splinter pushes him back down and he rips the bell out of his hands and Splinter slowly goes back into the ring. In the ring Solo has Suicide in a front chin lock and is trying to choke out Suicide slowly. Splinter goes up behind them holding the ring bell in the air and Suicide and Solo are clueless to his presence. Splinter lifts the bell up into the air and then he slams it down on top of Solo's head and the bell makes it's ringing sound as Solo lets go off Suicide and falls to the mat. Splinter drops the bell and Suicide is sitting so Splinter kicks him in the back one time before he covers Solo. The referee for the match goes down to make the count.
Gellar: This could be it right here.
Blackbird: Splinter looks set to get his rematch with Hanibal.
Suicide gets up and he jumps over and hits Splinter with an elbow drop that makes Splinter come off of Solo and break up the count. Suicide pulls Splinter up to his feet and he punches him in the mouth and then he whips him into the ropes but Splinter once again holds onto the ropes and Suicide comes towards him and Splinter knocks him back down to the mat with a thai roundhouse kick. Splinter grabs Suicide and he picks him up and slams him down to the mat with a spinning powerslam. Splinter then gets up and he taunts both men as the crowd cheers much to the egotistical Splinter's delight. Splinter goes over and he picks up the ring bell once again and he looks at Solo who is down on the mat now busted open and he laughs at him. Splinter goes to pick up Splinter but Solo grabs his head and he rolls him up in a small package.
Gellar: Chance for Solo to get the win!!!
Blackbird: That would raise a few eyebrows.
Splinter pushes Solo off of him with authority and he gets up to his feet and he stomps on Solo relentlessly in anger. Suicide gets up and he grabs the ring bell and he walks over to Splinter who is stomping on Solo and Suicide smashes the bell over the back of his skull and Splinter falls to the mat like a ton of bricks.
Blackbird: Ring the bell, this one's over.
Gellar: Did you have to?
Blackbird: Sorry, I couldn't resist doing a bell joke.
Gellar: One things for sure, Splinter now has a bell-shaped dent in the back of his head.
Suicide drops the bell and he goes to the outside and he grabs Splinter legs and he pulls him to the outside as well. Suicide picks Splinter up in the air and he drops him throat first on to the steel barricade. Solo climbs up to the top rope with blood streaming down his face and he jumps off and hits Suicide with a double axe handle smash from the top rope to the outside. All 3 men are down on the outside, Splinter is the first one to get to his feet and he shakes his head. Splinter picks Suicide up and he kicks him in the stomach many times and then he slams him shoulder first into the steel steps. Splinter takes the head of Suicide and he smashes it into the steel steps leaving big dents and he doesn't seem to stop as he is taking out all of his frustrations between the two men over the years. Splinter finally stops and Suicide lays their motionless and Splinter gets up into his face and he points his finger at him and talks some trash until Solo comes up from behind him and he takes Splinter head and he slams it into the steel pole. Splinter falls backwards and lands on the ground holding his forehead as Solo picks the limp body of Suicide up and he body slams Suicide down onto the steel steps and dents them even further. Solo then goes back over to Splinter and he picks him up and he whips him into the steel barricade and the barricade bents in as Splinter is driven into it. Solo backs off and then he runs at Splinter but Splinter backbody drops Solo over the railing and into the crowd. Many spectators back off as Solo lands on their chairs. Splinter walks over to Suicide and he picks him up and he gets him in the powerslam position and he rams his back into the steel post several times and then he walks over to the barricade and he drops Suicide over it and he lands on the cement. Splinter goes under the ring and he pulls out a table and he sets it up so it is resting partially on the ring and partially on the steel barricade. Splinter stands on it and it is sturdy enough to hold him and he runs down it and he jumps off and does a mini 5 Star Frog Splash down onto both Suicide and Solo.
Blackbird: Gimmick infringement!!!
Gellar: I don't think Splinter cares, if he wants to use a move, he'll use it, no matter what.
Blackbird: What a match this is, back and forth, bell shots, chair shots, everything you could possibly want on a hardcore wrestling show.
Splinter gets up and he taunts Suicide and Solo until he climbs back over the railing and he goes under the ring and looks for more weapons. Solo follows him and Suicide does so as well. Suicide stands on one side of the table and Solo hits Splinter from behind with a dropkick and he grabs Splinter and puts his head in-between his legs and he lifts his body up and he walks him over to the table and Suicide and Solo deliver a double powerbomb onto Splinter through the set up table. The table breaks upon impact and Splinter crashes down to the ground and is covered by fallen table debris. Suicide grabs Splinter legs and he covers him. Solo pulls Suicide off of Splinter and he slams his head into the steel barricade and then he throws him over it and then Solo covers Splinter. Splinter gets a shoulder up and Suicide grabs Splinter by the head and he pulls him up to his feet and whips him into the steel barricade and this time the whole barrier falls over as Splinter collides with it. The whole first 2 rows of people are cleared out by security and they are all standing up as Solo is down with the barrier on him and Splinter on top of that. Suicide pulls Splinter off of the barrier and he whips him into the side of the ring and Splinter hits it and he grabs onto the banner on the ring to keep himself up. Suicide runs at him and jumps and hits a body splash. Splinter is smushed up between the side of the ring and Suicide and he just falls straight down. Solo tears off a section of the steel barrier and he gets up to his feet and he smashes it up against the back of Suicide and Suicide falls down on top of Splinter. Solo slams the barrier up against Suicide repeatedly until he finally drops it to the side. Solo picks Suicide up and he knee's him in the stomach and then he puts his head in-between his legs and he lifts up his body and he power bombs Suicide down onto the steel barricade. Solo taunts Suicide real quick and then he goes over to Splinter who is pulling himself up to his feet and he grabs Splinter by the head and he throws him into the crowd and Splinter knocks over a few chairs as he is thrown into them. Solo follows Splinter into the crowd and Splinter is slowly walking away. Solo catches up to him and he hits him in the back of the head and he walks with him deeper into the crowd. Solo finds a table set up with a few chairs and trashcans around it. Solo picks up the trashcan and empties it's contents over the body of Splinter and then he slams the trash can over his head and Splinter is knocked down to the concrete.
Gellar: Don't you dare, I know you want to say it.
Blackbird: I wasn't going to say it, who would want to say "Solo is taking out the trash" anyway, it's uncool.
Gellar: I knew it, you got it in there, somehow.
Splinter gets back up to one knee and Solo raises the trash can high in the air and he acts like he is going to slam the trash can down on Splinter head again but Splinter connects with a low blow and Solo drops the trash can down to the ground. Splinter wipes his forehead in relief and he picks the trashcan up and he hits Solo in the head with the blunt side. Solo falls backways but he stays on his feet and Splinter puts the trashcan down and picks Solo up in a powerslam position but he turns it into a fall away slam and Solo crashes down on top of the trashcan. Suicide finally makes his way over to the action with Splinter and Solo. Splinter is stomping away at Solo and he is taunting him until Suicide catches up with them and punches Splinter in the face and then he throws him on top of the table. Suicide grabs Splinter but Solo runs and dives off of a chair with the trash can in his hands and he slams it up against the face of Suicide and Suicide falls down to the concrete and Solo does as well. Splinter is left standing on the table looking at the damage from that move. Splinter just shrugs his shoulders and he hops off the table and he picks Suicide up and he grabs his head and he slams it up against the edge of the table and Suicide bounces backwards and falls to the ground. Splinter picks Solo up and Solo is wobbly, Splinter grabs a hold of Solo and then he connects with the Holocaust DDT. Just then Nightshade walks out from the back as there is uproar in the crowd.
Gellar: Wait a second!! What's Nightshade doing out here!!
Blackbird: Two matches in a row? Nightshade is keeping himself busy tonight.
Nightshade walks over to Solo and begins to beat the crap out of him with several punches to the face. Nightshade picks Solo up and then he tosses him into the steel steps and then he stomps on him. Splinter goes over to Suicide and he picks him up and puts him over his shoulders and goes for the Splinter Driver but Suicide slips out and he delivers a reverse suplex down onto Splinter. Suicide gets back up to his feet and he puts Splinter on the table and he grabs him and then he connects with the Imperialism and Splinter is slammed through the table. Suicide hooks the leg of Splinter and the ref makes the count.1...2...3!
Gellar: Suicide picks up the win, with Nightshade lending a helping hand by distracting Solo.
Blackbird: Distracting? He beat the shit out of a man whose just wrestling for a good 15/20 minutes!!!
Gellar: It's a distraction isn't it? Anyway, Suicide is the man who will go on to face Hanibal at the PPV.
Blackbird: Have they picked a name yet?
Gellar: I'm told they will announce a name before the next show, in two weeks time.
Blackbird: I can't wait.
PWF cameras cut to the designated backstage interview area where senior Defiance reporter, Johnny Mayhem stands side by side with the PWF Extreme Champion, Hanibal. The crowd bursts into a loud boo at the sight of Hanibal's cocky smile and Extreme Title slung over his shoulder.
Mayhem: Hanibal, just moments we saw Suicide over come all the odds stacked against him and pick up his first singles by defeating both Splinter and Solo. But above all else we were informed that Suicide would be your opponent at the upcoming PWF Pay Per View...
Hanibal cuts Mayhem off in mid sentence
Hanibal: You mean Circle Jerk '03?
Mayhem: actually no it's called..
Hanibal: I could care less Johnny and I could also care less about Suicide being the number one contender for my extreme title.
Hanibal taps the title smiling
Hanibal: because you see Johnny, Suicide's win tonight was a fluke, a mistake, a mishap. The guy's win loss record ranks up there with French military if you know what I mean. He doesn't deserve this shot or to even grace the same ring as me.
Mayhem rolls his eyes
Mayhem: Jeeze and I wonder Suicide hates you.
Hanibal looks over at Mayhem confused
Hanibal: Hates me? Hate is such a strong word Johnny, try jealous! He envies me. He wants to be me, he attempts to emulate me to the truest form. Just look at me,
Hanibal stands back placing his hands on his hips looking off into the distance
Hanibal: The Extreme Champ-een of the WORLD! Former One Half of the greatest tag team of all time and former undefeated PWF Hardcore Tag Team Champions! This is in addition to my extremely good looks and other hidden talents with the ladies. But hey, the list goes on and on.
Hanibal takes his hands off his hips looking back down at Johnny Mayhem
Hanibal: My point is I'm so decorated, I'm a museum all by myself. A walking history lesson. A true Living Legend! And that my friend is why nobody and I mean nobody deserves a shot at me. Including that jack off Suicide.
Mayhem: Well he has a shot, so what should he and the PWF fans expect?
Hanibal lets out an arrogant match
Hanibal: Funny that you bring that up Johnny, lets just say maybe he should take into consideration committing what he's named after. Because any type of suicide is gonna be far less painful then what I have planned.
Mayhem: And what might that be?
Hanibal: Lets just say, I got something special for old Suicide.
Gellar: Hanibal sounds extremely confident about his match with Suicide at the PPV.
Blackbird: Hanibal is ALWAYS confident, it's in his nature.
Hanibal breaks out into a cocky smile as the cameras fade to black....
Another camera captures Grimm in his car driving around the city looking at various people searching for Haylee. Grimm's cell phone rings and he answers.
Grimm: Hello
We next see Jonny Lang sitting in a bubble bath talking on a penis shaped phone
Lang: Hi sexy remember me?
Grimm: Who is this?
Lang: My name is Jonny Lang and after tonight you wont ever forget my name
Grimm: Where is Haylee?
Lang: Is that the name of your bimbo girlfriend?
Grimm: She isn't a bimbo but yes that's her name!..Who do you think you are?
Lang: Nobody special, only your soul mate.
Grimm: You Little Fucking Queer!! I swear to god I'm going to kill you!
Lang: Calm down there hot stuff. You are getting so EXCITED. Let's not worry about her anymore.
Grimm: You are sick in the head. Let me talk to Haylee
Lang: Well she is a little tied up and the moment. Why don't you come over with a bottle of champagne and we can talk.
Grimm: Where are you?
Lang: I am at the Pink Flamingo on Main Street, sweet heart, room number 13.
Grimm: If you harm one hair on her body, I will..
Lang: You sound like such a macho man. After tonight, you wont even remember her name. I will see you soon.
Lang hangs up the phone and Grimm makes his way to the Pink Flamingo
Blackbird: Well I think that clears one thing up, Jonny Lang was most definitely the man who kidnapped Haylee, the question is, what does he want with her?
Gellar: Well, Grimm is on his way to the Pink Flamingo, I'm sure we'll find out once he gets there.
The scene cuts to Big Dave's office as he is at his desk assorting various documents....... he takes a look up at the wall beside him to view an in-ring picture of him when he became PWF World Champion during the 1st Era, he is holding the title aloft, the expression on his face in the picture tells you exactly how much that win meant to the big man.......
Big Dave:- Sigh! They really don't make them like that anymore!
Just as Dave finishes speaking Nightshade bursts into the office without warning.
God Nightshade:- Sorry I'm late!
Big Dave:- And where the hell have you been, the show started over 15 minutes ago!
God Nightshade:- Um well ya know............ the wind was against me.
Big Dave:- A man of your stature should be able to cope with a little breeze! Nevermind.............. I believe you wished to discuss the upcoming PPV with me?
God Nightshade:- YES! I think it is the "best interests" of the Defiance Roster if God....Nightshade were to represent them with a match against Sabre for the PWF Heavyweight title!
Big Dave:- BAH! YOU! you gotta be kidding me!
Nightshade: Huh?
Big Dave:- You? An MOW reject? A man who walks into my arenas week after week, late and then has the audacity to call himself "God"........... no way jose!
God Nightshade:- What do you mean MOW reject......... I was their last cham.....
Big Dave:- That's irrelevant anyway Nightshade, the fact of the matter is I already have plans for the Main Event at the PPV, they do involve Sabre but I am afraid it won't be involving you!
God Nightshade:- A little bit shorted if you ask me, I mean your basing the whole PPV around Sabre? That Ozzie chump? Let me tell you something, he wouldn't hack it for 5 minutes with an MOW Champion let alone God Nightshade!
Big Dave just merely shrugs his shoulders and continues assorting his paperwork, but then Solo bursts into the office and scares Dave, thus causing him to scatter his papers into the air in shock!
Big Dave:- What the fuck is going on here, Solo don't you ever knock?
Solo merely ignores his boss and walks right to where Nightshade is standing....... they go eyeball to eyeball, it looks like it could go off at any second!
Big Dave:- Both of you stooges calm down, if I have one piece of furniture in here broken, both your asses will get permanently kicked outta Defiance ok!
Solo switches his attention of Nightshade to Big Dave
Solo:- Pay....Per...View, Hell..In..A..Cell....Nightshade!
God Nightshade:- HAHAHA! What's the matter lost for words under the dominating aura of God?
Big Dave:- SOLO I should fire your ass flat out for being such a miscreant but I think you have a talent for the understatement but you won't be getting your match I'm afraid either!
God Nightshade:- No No no wait a minute, if Captain Solo, George Lucas whatever he wants to call himself wants to feel the wrath of God so be it......... I accept, If I cannot cripple Sabre's ass I may as well take back what is rightfully mine, THE HELL IN A CELL title!
Big Dave:-OK OK fine if it gets you 2 jerk-offs out my office you can have your match but 1, it will not be HIAC, it will be a regular Cage, winner by Escape only!
God Nightshade:- Yeah! That why at least you running away will give you a good chance!
Big Dave:- 2, it will not be at the PPV, but it'll be next week, live on Defiance!
Nightshade seems to be all too pleased with his powers of negotiation and is about to leave the office laughing in the face of SOLO, who is biting his tongue in frustration when Dave butts in.........
Big Dave:- Oh and Nightshade, just one more thing....
God Nightshade:-?
Big Dave:- Since you seem to like my sense of humour your gonna love this, your up against Jason Hunt .................TONIGHT!
God Nightshade:- WHAT! You cannot do that to me you big fa........
Big Dave:- Remember.....................SIZE MATTERS, now get out!
The scene closes with Solo and Nightshade leaving the office in opposite directions, Nightshade walks with his head down whilst SOLO it appears is laughing all the way to the bank!
Gellar: Big Dave laying the law down for the 2nd time tonight.
Blackbird: He's really struggling to control this roster, everyone seems to try and do their own thing.
Gellar: And it's driving Big Dave insane.
Blackbird: He needs to find a way to take control, and fast.
Gellar: Anyway, it's time for our next match. The TV Title is on the line as Law Hiyabusa is scheduled to defend against "The Hardcore Christian" Golgotha.
"Golgotha" By Embodyment plays as Golgotha walks down to the ring to a chorus of Boos. He walks down, ready for his match against Law, but with a smile on his face. He turns around just after he gets off the stage, he points and out come Cole T. Profit and the ever-present Bodyguard. The three all walk down to the ring together, all smiling like they are plotting something. Upon entering the ring, Golgotha gets a mic from a crew member.
Golgotha: "Tonight, I finally face Law one on one for his Title. Yeah, I saw that touching ceremony earlier and it made me want to puke! Knowing that someone like Law got to touch that Title before I did, makes me sick. Truth is, Big Dave should have just called me out here and given me the Television Title. It would have saved all of us some trouble. That way, I wouldn't have to take it from Law. It's about time I got my shot at him. I've pinned Law a couple of times now, beaten the only other person who has any claim to the Belt, and I am 10 times better than Law will ever be. Tonight, I will be winning the Television Title, and that's the Hardcore Truth!"
Cole and the Bodyguard applaud in agreement to what Golgotha just said. However, they are the only two people in the arena that seem to like it one bit. Everyone else is booing the Hardcore Christian.
Golgotha: "But as big as that is, the Truth is I've got something bigger. I've been on a bit of a crusade as of late. It all started with Theros. I tried to save his poor soul and make him see the light, but he just wouldn't. And he suffered the consequences for his actions. It took me a while, and a lot of negotiations...but I have convinced a wrestler to join my crusade here in the PWF....and here on Defiance!"
There is a stir in the crowd as everyone wonders who could it be. Could Zion have seen the light? Or maybe Silas Parish sobered up and found God. Everyone in the arena is speculating on who it could be.
Golgotha: "So without any further ado from me, let me introduce a man who really needs no introduction. A man who is almost as Hardcore in faith as I am. Ladies and Gentlemen, I give to you...."
Golgotha is interrupted by Cole T. Profit before he can announce who the superstar is.
Cole T. Profit: "Wait, I want to introduce him. After all, I did play a crucial part in bringing him here."
Golgotha: "I thought we agreed backstage that I was going to introduce him...Remember, we played odd man out, and I called odds.."
Cole T. Profit: "That's right, but didn't I call odds as well...I put up 5 fingers, you did 3 and the Bodyguard stuck 2 up...Bringing it to eight...So that means..."
Golgotha and Cole T. Profit look at the Bodyguard. The man who has been silent ever since he appeared in the PWF. The crowd listens as Golgotha hands the bigger man the mic. The camera focuses on the Guard as he takes the mic from the Hardcore Christian. He lifts the mic up to his lips, but instead of speaking, he takes off his mask to reveal a returning Archangel! The crowd has a negative reaction to being duped by Golgotha, Cole and now the Angelic Avenger.
Golgotha: "That's right! He has been my bodyguard all along. My guardian Angel, if you will. Lets just say, Archangel and myself have formed a Holy Alliance. Archangel is the first to join with me, and there will be many more. We are both focused on one common goal, and that is to convert the entire Defiance roster to our beliefs. By any means necessary. And for all of those who doubt us, ask Theros what happens to those who don't listen to the Hardcore Truth! Law, I've given you plenty of time to pray for your wretched soul, come on down here so I can take that Belt from you!"
"Falling Apart" by Trust Company hits the speakers and red pyros go off on each side of the ramp. Law Hiyabusa walks onto the ramp and stares into the crowd as if he's searching for something. He then does a mad sprint down the ramp and the forward momentum causes him to slide halfway across the ring. He gets up from the canvas and jumps to the top turnbuckle and holds his hands to the side as he gets an ovation from the fans.
James: Introducing from Japan, weighing 189lbs, LAW HIYABUSA!!!
Report: The two former stable-mates circle each other. Finally they tie up and tussle with each other in the centre of the ring. Law slides behind Golgotha and locks in a hammerlock, Golgotha catches Law with an elbow to break the hammerlock and then spins around to lock Law in a waistlock. He then delivers a few hammer blows to the back of Law before snapping him up and dropping him hard with a Back Drop. Law gets to his feet holding his back, which allows Golgotha to score with a pair of aggressive right hands. He then whips Law into the ropes, but Law counters with a spectacular Handspring Back Elbow. Golgotha gets up holding his face, Law comes in and scores with two heavy knife-edge chops. Law then grabs the arm of Golgotha and snaps it into an arm wrench. He then runs towards the turnbuckle and runs up towards the top and jumps off intending to drive his elbow into Golgotha's arm, but the elbow is blocked and Golgotha then counters the arm wrench into one of his own. Law counters by cartwheeling, which forces Golgotha to break his grip. Golgotha tries to knock Law down with an angry clothesline, but Law ducks it and then as Golgotha comes off the ropes, Law connects with a Spinning Wheel Kick. Law goes for an early cover. .1 2 .. Golgotha easily kicks out. Law helps Golgotha up and then smashes him in the face with a standing Roundhouse Kick. Golgotha, stunned from the blow, spins around and drops down onto the 2nd rope and stays there. Law then does his best Rey Mysterio impression and shouts out "619". Meanwhile, Profit is right next to Golgotha and slaps him across the face to wake him up, he then hands him something. Law comes off the opposite ropes and goes for the "619", but Golgotha pulls himself out of the way, much to the disappointment of the watching crowd. Law then goes to pull Golgotha up, but as he does so, Golgotha suddenly throws powder into his face while turning away at the same time to avoid blinding himself. Law is blinded and staggers around the ring, before dropping to his knees and tries to wipe the white powder out of his eyes.
Gellar: Profit must be loving these Hardcore rules, he can hand Golgotha anything he wants to, and it's perfectly legal.
Blackbird: As long as that's all he does, I hate it when outsiders get involved in a match. Most wrestlers are the same, they all like to enjoy a clean wrestling match.
Gellar: Well, Golgotha has plenty of entourage to aid him should he deem it necessary.
Blackbird: I'm probably one of the few people who actually remembers ArchAngel from the early days of the new PWF. He used to come down the aisle and hand out mini-bibles to the crowd, I loved it.
Gellar: He looks slightly different these days, like he's been brainwashed.
Golgotha drags the blinded Law to his feet and pushes him towards the corner, Law tries to swing with a big right hand, but he misses Golgotha by miles, to the amusement of the crowd. Golgotha then begins to rain punches on poor Law Hiyabusa, who can't offer up a proper defence against the blows until he clears the white powder substance from his eyes. Golgotha whips Law to the opposite corner and then follows in and scores with a big clothesline. Law staggers out of the corner and Golgotha grabs him around the waist and tosses him across the ring with a perfect Belly-to-Belly Suplex. Golgotha casually makes his way over to Law and makes the cover. 1 ..2 .. Law kicks out. On the outside, Profit is directing ArchAngel to put a chair into the ring, Profit then shouts instructions to Golgotha. The Hardcore Christian picks up the chair and then places it on the mat close to Law. He pulls Law up and then sets him up for a Piledriver. He lifts Law up and then drops him headfirst onto the chair. Golgotha smiles as he makes the cover. .1 ..2 Law just gets his shoulder up. Once again, Profit is directing traffic as he passes along more orders to Golgotha. Once again the Hardcore Christian lifts Law to his feet and pulls him slightly away from the chair and puts him in the same position as before. This time he leans over Law and clasps hands in prayer and says a few words, which we can't hear. Golgotha then flips Law up and drives him into the chair with a Powerbomb. He then summons up his strength to power Law up and drop him on the chair a 2nd time. Golgotha isn't finished as he lifts Law up and drives him down onto the chair for a third and final time. He lets Law go and then goes for the cover. 1 .2 . Amazingly, Law manages to squeeze his shoulder off the canvas, but only just. Profit and ArchAngel are at work on the outside once again, this time Profit is getting ArchAngel to put a table into the ring for Golgotha. Once the table has been slid in, Golgotha leaves Law on the mat and sets the table up near the corner. He then pulls a weak Law Hiyabusa to his feet and then takes him towards the corner. He lifts him up and dumps him on the top turnbuckle, then follows him up to the top. Golgotha signals for an end as he positions Law for what will be a devastating Superbomb. Golgotha goes for the awesome move, but Law spectacuarly counters with a Frankensteiner, sending Golgotha crashing through the table. Law then collapses to the mat and referee Duane Dibley is forced to begin the mandatory 10 count.
Gellar: Unbelievable counter from Law!!!
Blackbird: Right at the death as well!! If he hadn't pulled that move out of the hat, this contest would have ended right there, now suddenly, he has a chance to win the match.
Gellar: If only he can make the cover!!
Duane Dibley's count makes it to 9 when Law finally crawls over and makes a cover on Golgotha. The 10 count is stopped instantly as the referee drops down to make the count. The ring crew have already pulled the two parts of the table away, so it is not a problem. ..1 .2 Golgotha just gets his shoulder up, and only just. Law pulls Golgotha up and signals for a finish, as he sets him up for the Fury of Japan, but Golgotha manages to summon up the strength to block the move, but he can't find the strength for a counter. Law hits a few clubs across the back, and then lifts Golgotha up for the move, but he escapes around the back of Law and connects with a weak forearm blow to the back. Law spins around and catches Golgotha with a Roundhouse Kick. Golgotha staggers around. Law boots him in the gut and then he plants Golgotha with the Suicide Driver (Falcon Arrow). Law covers again. 1 ..2 Golgotha just kicks out. Law then signals for the Japanese Chainsaw (450 Splash) and then drags Golgotha towards the corner. Law springs up to the top rope, at the same time Profit climbs to the apron and distracts the referee, while ArchAngel climbs to the apron and crotches Law on the top rope. Both then drop back down and look innocent. Golgotha slowly climbs to his feet while listening to Profit's instructions. Golgotha then climbs up onto the 2nd rope and then lifts Law up onto his back. He then holds both arms out in a cross position, and then falls back to deliver the Holy Cross (Super Samoan Drop). Golgotha then hooks the leg back. .1 .2 ..3!!!!
Gellar: With the help of Profit and ArchAngel, Golgotha is the new Defiance Television Champion.
Blackbird: The first title change since the Roster Split began, and despite the slightly tainted victory, Golgotha probably deserves the win.
Gellar: He's been improving in the ring over the past few months, even if his attitude seems to have gotten worse.
Blackbird: Often the way really, sometimes you need a mean streak to change the course of your career.
Gellar: Well, Law managed to hold onto his new belt for probably the shortest time in PWF History, He might have squeezed an hour in.
Blackbird: Must be cursed.
Backstage we see Zion standing in the hallway with the PWF interview team. Zion seems unresponsive, his gaze settled on a height above our intrepid gabber-recording crew
Mayhem: Zion, earlier tonight we saw.....
Zion stops him with an opened hand, and slowly reaches down, plucking the small microphone from his hand.
Zion: Be on your way friend. I know the activities of tonight, and I will comment on them. Now please, leave.
Asked so respectfully, the crew does and Zion turns to the camera, which of course stayed
Zion: Earlier tonight Mr. Golgotha brought forth a new player in this game
Zion moves to one side and sits down in a chair, in front of him is a mirrored chessboard set. The king on the black side is present, as is the king on the white. Zion reaches behind the table and picks up a Rook piece, placing it next to the black king.
Zion: Mr. Angel, one whom the people here can recognize immediately as tainted. But the Dark Messenger is calm, unmoved by this addition. Why?
Zion smiles
Zion: It is simple, the lone crusader relies on nothing more than faith, in whatever lays ahead. He knows that his belief, and the skill and speed bestowed upon him are enough. One such as that, never truly fails.
He looks at the chess set and crosses his arms.
Zion: But the darkened side, the shadows cannot believe. Their belief is fouled, and their ideas wrong. Indeed, to win the war they seek not training and dedication. But when the way becomes too perilous they recruit more. Treading over the bodies of those that came before them. So I ask Mr. Golgotha once more, whom does he serve? Do you still believe that you follow a holy light? Or can you finally realize that you have quelched that light. Suffocated it beneath your ego.
Zion reaches out and picks up the black king and rook
Zion: Mr. Golgotha, you have had your chance. Yet you ignore it. Now you believe that this addition, Mr. Angel will be a cause of change? I disagree. He will be one more than will stand before me and choose his path. And should the two of you so wish it, then I will pass judgement upon you. Personally.
Zion is just about to stand up when a 2x4 snaps over his head, the giant is thrown forward, but doesn't fall. He stops and slowly turns around. Archangel is there and the big man scoops up the glass chessboard, smashing Zion across the face with it. Glass shatters and sprays in all directions as the Dark Saviour drops to the ground.
ArchAngel: You are wrong Zion, your judgement has come to pass! It's time that you learn to respect the will of god and obey!
Golgotha: "Truth is, you refuse to see the light? To see the err of your ways? Then I'll see you at Defiance's first PPV! And you better pray to your 'Higher Power' That He has mercy on your soul, cause I sure as hell won't!"
Golgotha, Archangel and Cole T. Profit walk away from Zion. As each of them passes the fallen giant, they are sure to kick him once or twice.
Silas Parish is shown at a local drinking establishment. He's perched upon a bar stool, beer in hand. It seems like it's still a little early in the evening by the lack of many people in the bar. Of course, the small number of patrons at the moment, gives Silas plenty of opportunity to talk, or shall we say complain, to the bartender.
Parish: "You look like a wrestling fan. Tell me, do you know who I am?"
Bartender: "Well, yeah. You're Silas Parish, or at least you USED to be Silas Parish."
Parish: "And that's supposed to mean what?"
The bartender tries to shrug Silas off, but the diminutive wrestler shoots a hand out faster than lightning and grabs the bartender by the shirt.
Parish: "I asked you a question!"
Bartender: "Fine! All I meant was that you haven't been performing like Silas Parish anymore. You haven't won a single match in ages. And even worse, when you are in the ring, you've been lacking something."
Parish: "Oh yeah. Well, Mr Smart-Ass, just what is it you think I'm lacking?"
Silas lets go of the bartender's shirt and snatches up his beer, downing it in one long draw.
Bartender: "Since you asked so nicely... You're lacking the fire you had before. You get your ass beat down and unlike before, you can hardly drag yourself off the mat anymore, let alone pick up an upset victory."
Parish: "Is that so!? What the hell do you know anyways! Make yourself useful and get me another beer!"
The bartender sighs and grabs Silas' glass, refilling it from the tap, then putting it back down in front of Silas.
Parish: "I'll have you know that I haven't lost anything. I'm just on a string of bad luck is all. I'm still all the man I ever was. Maybe even better."
Bartender: "Then why did you walk in here like someone just shot your best friend? Why have you been drowning your sorrows for the last three hours instead of hitting the gym or..."
Parish: "I haven't been drowning my sorrows! I was just thirsty is all. You wait and see, soon I'll be back on top again, with a title belt around my waist and a list of challengers as long as my arm wishing they were me."
Bartender: "I'll believe that when I see it. Even though I'm taking money out of my own pocket by saying this, maybe if you didn't get wasted all the time, you'd actually be able to back up your hollow words. Did that thought ever cross your mind, or did the beer bubbles block it from getting through?"
Silas is fuming now. The bartender appears to have just signed his death warrant as Silas pops up from his stool and dives over the bar, tackling the poor guy. Silas looks like he's about to rain down a torrent of stiff punches to the bartenders face when several of the other bar patrons yank him off the guy violently.
Patron: "Hold it man! Save that anger for your match tonight!"
Silas struggles to free himself.
Parish: "What the hell are you talking about!?"
Patron: "Your main event match against MVD tonight. The rematch to the no contest from last week. You know. Actually, come to think of it, why aren't you at the arena getting ready?"
Parish breaks free, but is calmed by a feeling of confusion. He checks his watch and his eyes widen. He suddenly sees that he's late and dashes out of the bar, neglecting to pay for his drink in the process. Silas nearly trips over his own feet and narrowly misses hitting the doorframe on the way out. Apparently he's not quite as sober as he thought he was. He flags down a cab and climbs in, telling the driver to take him to the arena. The cab drives off into the distance as the cameras fade out.
Blackbird: That Taxi Driver is going to have to make some time up, as Parish is EXTREMELY late for tonight's show.
Gellar: Not the best preparation for facing a former World Champion in the main event then?
Blackbird: I've seen people fired for less.
Gellar: Well, I'm sure he'll make it here on time, if not, the boss will find a replacement. But we've a match right now, as Jason Hunt takes on Nightshade, presuming either man can stop talking first of course.
Credit: Sandstorm
"Do You Call My Name" by RA hits and Jason Hunt comes out from the back wearing his wrestling attire and a plain tight black t-shirt. "Asshole" chants almost drown out his music as Hunt walks down the aisle taunting all of his JasonHolic's. Hunt gets in the ring and he grabs microphone as usual and speaks.
Hunt: What is this crap that Big Dave is pulling now. I was supposed to get the night off but now I am facing some douche bag like Nightshade?!?!? I don't operate like that. So Big Dave get your ass down here and get me out of this match right now!
Hunt pauses to wait for Big Dave to come down but no music plays and it is evident that Big Dave isn't coming.
Hunt: Figures, well Big Dave, if you aren't going to take me out of this totally unfair match then I just flat out refuse to fight. That's right, you heard the "King Of Swing" correctly, I refuse. So Nightshade, you can just go home because you are not going to be wrestling tonight....well against me you aren't at least.
A "pussy" chant starts up as Hunt paces the ring.
Hunt: I am not a pussy, I am the "King Of Swing". I beat Sabre last week! By all means I should be the champion of this crappy promotion, but nooo. Jason Hunt gets the shaft again and I have to fight someone like Nightshade.
The "pussy" chant gets louder and Hunt seems to be getting seemingly irritated.
Hunt: Well Nightshade, last week when we won I carried the match. You ran off to leave Jason Hunt all alone and not to anyone's shock I won the match anyways. Well Nightshade, let me tell the whole world how you come off to me.
Hunt pauses to prepare himself and then he continues.
Hunt: Hi, my name is Nightshade...I'm a JasonHolic.
A "Mike Hunt" chant starts up and replaces the "pussy" chant and Hunt looks around as no one laughs at his awful impression.
Hunt: Screw you all, I'm going home. I refuse to fight without being told of this match ahead of time.
Hunt goes to leave but then...
"Counterfeit God" by the Black Label Society hits the arena as "God" Nightshade makes his way out onto the ramp, microphone already in his hand.
God Nightshade: "It's okay Hunt, I understand, if I was in your shoes, and asked to face a God, like myself, I would be afraid. I wouldn't want to fight either."
Jason Hunt gives Nightshade an annoyed look.
God Nightshade: "I know that last week I was kind enough to carry you through your match, it was the least a God could do. It was difficult of course, after all, I am limited when in human form, but fortunately, my skills were just enough to cover your inadequacies."
Jason Hunt looks angry, now he actually wants Nightshade to come down to the ring.
God Nightshade: "Now if only Sabre understood what an honour it would be for him to lose his Title to me at the PPV. I know that Big Dave is only protecting Sabre, he knows just who is the superior being, and that he cannot afford to have his biggest star humbled before me. Now I don't know how Sabre managed to get the impression that there was nobody on Defiance who was good enough to face him, obviously at the time he wasn't thinking of his God, shame on him. He, along with all of you should remember the two commandments. 'I - Obey your God, Nightshade.' And 'II - Bow before your God, Nightshade'."
God Nightshade now makes his way down to the ring, handing over his mic to the ring announcer before he gets into the ring.
Report: The match starts off with Hunt going straight into the larger Nightshade with a flurry of right hand, seemingly catching Shade off guard. He pushes him into the ropes and goes for the irish whip, but Shade reverses it and tosses Hunt to the opposite ropes. On the way back, Hunt is met with a big boot in his face, but he ducks it at the last second, hits the opposite ropes, and dives at Nightshade, connecting with a flying forearm smash. Nightshade is almost instantly back up on his feet as Hunt gives him a sneaky poke to the eye, staggering the 6'7" wrestling legend. Hunt takes advantage of Nightshade's state, and slams him down with a quick scoop slam. He then quickly slides under the bottom rope and slings over the top rope and lands a flipping leg drop directly onto Nightshade's throat. Hunt goes for the quick pin, 1 .kick out with power by Nightshade. Hunt moves in towards Nightshade and goes for a right hook, but Nightshade puts up his arm and blocks it, he then connects with a hard shot of his own. Hunt goes for another, but it is countered and returned again. Hunt goes for one last punch, and sure enough, it is blocked, and Hunt is yanked in and tossed across the ring with an over the head belly to belly suplex. Hunt rolls through into a sitting position, and Nightshade locks in the "Nightly Shaded" (Dragon Sleeper).
Blackbird: The matched looked like it was going Hunt's way, but Nightshade again proves to us that he still has it.
Gellar: What is "it" anyway, is it some sort of venereal disease?
Blackbird:
Hunt squirms around, desperately trying to work his way out of the hold, but to no avail as the larger Nightshade simply locks it in tighter. Hunt seems to be out of it, but as everyone in the arena start to believe he is out of it, he shows some excellent agility, and kicks his legs up over his head, and locks Shade's head between his legs, following through with a light, but efficient hurricanrana. Hunt starts to slowly get up as Nightshade rolls through and stops Hunt's attempts to regain control by nailing a well placed stomp into Hunt's chest, thwarting his comeback attempt. Nightshade looks to the crowd, then points to the top rope, drawing a loud cheer from the capacity crowd. He moves towards the corner, and makes his way up to the top rope. He stands up and pats his elbow, before jumping off with a big elbow drop. He looks as if he is going to nail it, but at the last second, Hunt quickly jolts out of the way and up to his feet. He smiles to the crowd and points to his head, showing the audience that he fooled Nightshade. He casually makes his way over to the fallen Nightshade and places his foot on his chest for the cocky pin. 1 ..2 .kick out by Nightshade. Hunt begins to stomp on his opponent, and drags his boot across his face a couple times. Hunt then picks Nightshade up and whips him into corner, but the whip is reversed and Hunt is sent into the corner. Nightshade charges in for a body splash, but Hunt hops over Nightshade. Hunt turns around and starts to stomp Nightshade down into the corner. He lifts Nightshade up and sits him on the top rope. He then climbs up and blows kisses to the audience.
Gellar: Now what is Hunt doing? He obviously has the match under control, and he's taking a big risk by showboating.
Blackbird: Gellar, it's Jason Hunt, he can do anything he wants.
Hunt then wraps his legs around Nightshade's head and goes for "The Hunter" (Top Rope Frankensteiner), but as he leans back, Nightshade doesn't budge. Hunt is then lifted back up to the top rope, and slammed down to the mat below with a thunderous powerbomb. Hunt convulses on the mat, as Nightshade jumps off the top with a big body splash. He follows up with a pin, 1 2 ..kick out at the last second by Hunt. Nightshade furiously picks Hunt up and whips him to the ropes. On the way back, Hunt is slammed down hard with a spinning body slam, courtesy of God Nightshade. Nightshade picks Hunt up and clotheslines him hard over the top rope. Nightshade follows him and slides under the bottom rope to the outside. Nightshade grabs Hunt and viciously tosses him into the steel steps. Hunt cringes in pain and slumps down next to it. Nightshade then picks Hunt up and scoops him up over his shoulders. Nightshade runs over to the steel barricade and drops Hunt down on it, directly onto his jaw. The ref finally gets fed up with trying to get them back into the ring, and leans over the ropes and yells. Nightshade turns around and yells back at the ref. Hunt then blindsides Nightshade with a spear to his back. Nightshade surges forward from the impact and nails the ref, who lands on the mat, seemingly out cold. Hunt rolls Nightshade into the ring and then rolls in himself. Hunt picks up Nightshade and delivers the "DownSizer" (Mu-Ken). Hunt listens for the count but he instead hears nothing. He lets go of his pin and walks over to the ref. He slaps him in the head a few times to try to wake him up, when out of nowhere comes Sabre underneath the bottom rope. Hunt tries to attack him, but Sabre is fresh and quickly delivers the "Sabre's Edge" (Rios Driver). He then drags Nightshade over Hunt, just as the ref is waking up. The ref starts to count, 1 .2 .3!
Blackbird: Looks like Nightshade said one word too many, and it's cost him the match.
Gellar: You'd think a God wouldn't need to talk so much, but no, this one loves to remind everyone of exactly what he is.
Blackbird: That's the nature of the beast. He is God Nightshade, he can't change who he is.
Gellar: I think he can, he just doesn't want to. Its no wonder Big Dave has so much trouble controlling his roster, they all have such massive egos.
Blackbird: That does explain it.
The camera enters a steam filled bathroom as we see Lang stepping out the shower. Lang walks into the next room where Haylee is all tied up in her bra and panties. Lang walks in front of a mirror with a hot pink towel around his waist. He is waxing his eyebrows singing to the radio, a Barry Manilow tune.
Lang:
At the Copa (CO!), Copacabana (Copacabana)
The hottest spot north of Havana (here)
At the Copa (CO!), Copacabana
Music and passion were always the fashion
At the Copa....they fell in love
Lang has finished waxing his brows and is still dancing to the song.
Haylee: Why are you doing this?
Lang: Oh I always remove my hair before a HOT date.
Haylee: A date. Kidnapping me is not a date.
Lang: You really are stupid. I would never go on a date with you. Did you know waxing your eyebrows is a lot easier than waxing your bum.
Lang puts on a bright yellow feather hat.
Lang: I look marvellous. When Grimm sees me in this he is going to fall head over heels in love with me.
Haylee: Look you freak, Grimm will never like you. NEVER. And when he gets here he is going to beat you down. Now let me go!!
Lang continues to get dressed ignoring Haylee's comments. Lang is now giving himself a pedicure and adds nail polish for the finishing touches. Lang pulls out a gun out of a drawer and waves it in Haylee's face.
Lang: See this bitch. If Grimm honestly chooses your skank ass over me, then neither of us will have him. But we know, Grimm deserves a real man.
Haylee: You're not a man! You're an IT.
Lang: Silence you whoooooraaah.
Lang puts tape on Haylee's mouth. Lang walks over to the windows and peeks out the blinds waiting for Grimm to show up.
Lang: He is just like a man, always showing up late.
Haylee is trying to escape but she is bounded up really good and her efforts are useless. As Lang continues to look out the blinds you can hear him talking under his breath.
Lang: It seems to me that bitch Haylee is getting in my way. Grimm will never see me for me as long as that crotch post in the way. Well, I will put an end to her. Grimm will see it that it is for the best. What kind of slut sits there and dances on someone lap the way this tramp does ANYWAYS.
Lang walks back over to the bound up Haylee waving the gun in her face. Lang is not holding the gun with a good grip though. Despite this, Haylee looks terrified fearing for her life.
Lang: I mean it, he has to choose. Someone is going to die tonight. If he chooses you, then I am going to put a pop in his ass and neither of us will have him. But I know he is going to choose me, and honey you can kiss your life goodbye.
Haylee is crying knowing that Lang is serious.
Lang: I do not even think there is a reason to wait, we both know he does not care about you. He would never pick your life over his own. Put simply, he does not love a tid bit like you.
Just then the tires screech. The car door slams.
Lang: Loverboy is here.
Lang turns off the lights. He lights a candle near the bed Haylee is on.
Lang: Have to set the mood lights.
Seconds later Grimm kicks the door open. Grimm sees Haylee on the bed and rushes to her. Haylee tries to speak to warn him that Lang is in the room but she is tied and gagged so her efforts are futile. Grimm rips the tape of her mouth.
Haylee: Look behind you ..
Before Grimm can turn around, Lang sneaks up from behind strikes the back of his head with the butt of his gun. Grimm falls over onto Haylee.
Lang: It looks as if he ran to you Missy.
Lang grabs Grimm and drags him to the motels bathroom. Lang places Grimm in the bathtub and kisses him on his forehead leaving red lipstick marks. Lang pulls out his gun and points it at Grimm's head.
Lang: Grimm you should have dissed this chick and told the world of our love affair. Lang's hand is trembling as he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. A loud bang is heard. Haylee is screaming as loud as she can. Lang runs out of the bathroom slams the door and leans against it. Haylee's face is white as a ghost.
Haylee: You bastard You killed Grimm.
Lang still holding the gun walks over to Haylee.
Lang: So that was the hardcore legend Grimm. It is such a pity someone so cute to be such a wimp. I never saw a man as EASY as him. But I don't blame him. I blame you!
Lang gets real close to Haylee's face. You can see her hair moving as Lang's breath blows it.
Lang: If it was not for you, things would be different. I hate little tramps as yourself stealing all the good men. You make it impossible for a nice guy like me.
Lang points the gun to Haylee's head.
Just then sirens are heard followed by police lights shining in the dim room. Lang looks out the window and notices the police going into the main office. Lang slips out of the room and hides in some bushes. Moments later the cops bust in the room and free Haylee. Haylee puts a white sheet over body and tells the cop that a transsexual killed Grimm in the bathroom. The cops go into the bathroom and give some smelling salt to Grimm and his eyes pop open. The cops grab the bucket of ice giving it to Grimm who has a rather large bump on the back of his head. Haylee sees that Grimm is alive and runs to him greeting him with a big hug.
Haylee: I thought you were dead.
Grimm looks at the bathroom wall which has a gun shot hole.
Grimm: I am just glad you are okay.
Grimm wraps his arms around Haylee squeezing her and lift her off the ground before planting a huge kiss on her trembling lips.
Haylee: I am glad your okay.
Lang stands at the window watching what is going on inside.
Lang says under his breath in a very creepy voice
Lang: You Will be MINE
Gellar: Man, that guy is SICK!! He needs to be locked up.
Blackbird: I know, how anyone can listen to Barry Manilow, I do now know.
Gellar: How can you crack jokes at a time like this? Jonny Lang just kidnapped Grimm's girlfriend Haylee, assault Grimm, and tortured Haylee by making her think Grimm was dead!!
Blackbird: Hey, calm down, just trying to diffuse the tension, I know what Lang just did, and I know that Grimm is already plotting his revenge. I know how this works.
Gellar: I hope that Grimm doesn't have a chance to get his revenge, as Lang should be locked up, and the key thrown away.
Blackbird: Anyway, enough of this depressing stuff, I hear Silas Parish has just made it to the arena.
Gellar: Cutting it fine, his match is right now.
Blackbird: Probably already getting changed.
"Snap your Fingers, Snap your neck" by Dry Kill Logic plays as MVD walks down the aisle, clutching Jennifer Van Dam by the waist, he lets her go, and she makes her way back through the curtain. MVD poses, flexing his arms towards his head (RVD style). The Ultra-Tron bears the gWo logo and then shows clips of MVD striking opponents out with his Kendo Stick and finishing them the 5 star frog splash.
James: Introducing, from Battlecreek, England, weighing 236lbs, "The Real F'n Show" MATT VAN DAM.
"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 looks tired, his pupils look dilated, and it looks like his hands are shaking, probably due to a high dosage of caffeine. Then he begins to walk to the ring, losing his balance occasionally, staggering in some parts. Once to the ring, he slides in under the bottom rope, quickly getting to his feet well before the bell rings.
James: Introducing from Vancouver, Canada, SILAS PARISH.
Gellar: Parish looks a little hyper tonight.
Blackbird: Like he's been drinking black coffee since he got back from that bar.
Report: MVD and Parish circle around the ring, they tie up, and MVD promptly uses his size and strength advantage to push Parish towards the corner. He then scores with a few forearms and then whips Parish to the opposite corner where he follows in and scores with a Monkey Flip. Parish gets up quickly and takes another pair of right hands from MVD, but then blocks one of them and comes back with some rapid-fire punches of his own. He then whips MVD towards the ropes, but gets reversed and promptly springs onto the 2nd rope, then dives off backwards catching MVD full in the face. MVD gets up rearranging his jaw, Parish comes in and delivers a few quick right hands and then a few hard kicks to the gut. Parish then slides behind MVD and proves once again that he is stronger than he looks by planting MVD with a backdrop. Parish goes for an early cover. 1 2 MVD easily kicks out. Parish gets onto MVD as he tries to get to his feet. He pounds him with right hands and then comes off the ropes and goes for a Dropkick, but MVD sidesteps out of the way. Parish gets to his feet and MVD scores with a boot to the gut. He then hooks both arms and delivers a Double Arm Suplex. MVD then comes off the ropes and hits a Somersault Leg Drop and then he goes for an early cover. .1 Parish kicks out before the 2. MVD pulls him up and delivers a couple of clubs across the back, he then hoists Parish up into a Military Press. He carries him around for a moment then charges to the edge of the ring, intending to throw him out, but Parish manages to overbalance MVD and he drops down to the mat. MVD instantly attempts a Spinning Heel Kick, but Parish was ready for it and easily ducks it. Unfortunately he wasn't ready for MVD's Leg Sweep, which followed a split second later. MVD pulls Parish up and lifts him up and drives him into the mat with a High Angle Back Drop. He then climbs to the 2nd rope and then dives off to score with the Stinky Leg Drop. MVD hooks the leg for the cover. .1 2 . Parish just kicks out.
Gellar: Looks like Silas is still suffering the effects of the alcohol.
Blackbird: The caffeine might make him a little more awake than he would have been, but his reaction skills, and his thought processes will be much slower, he's in for a rough ride.
Gellar: I can't believe he didn't realise he was main eventing tonight, how can you forget something like that?
Blackbird: Again, that's the drink, he really needs to sort himself out, or his career will go down the drain.
MVD stands over Parish and does the Old Man Stink taunt, but Parish counters with a straight punch to the family jewels. MVD collapses holding his genatalia, as Parish rolls out of the ring holding his head. He staggers around a bit, but he is aware enough to realise he won't beat MVD in a straight wrestling match, not in his condition. He reaches under the ring and pulls out a Singapore Cane and slides it into the ring, he looks under again and pulls out a Steel Chair. He then pulls out a Table and slides it into the ring. He then tries to lift up the Steel Steps and throw them into the ring, but MVD is up now, and is after him on the outside, so Parish throws the steps at MVD, who tries to get out of the way, but he is too late and takes one heavy steel object bang on his chest. MVD is trying to pull himself up, cradling his ribs, Parish delivers a few kicks right to those ribs, and then watches to see where MVD holds, and then promptly delivers hard punches right to that area. MVD slumps over the steps. Parish climbs onto them and pulls MVD partially up, he sets him between his legs and then powers MVD, before piledriving him onto the steps. MVD falls away from Parish slowly to the floor, he looks like he's out cold. Parish takes a moment to catch his breath, then he tries to lift MVD up, but he is dead weight, and Parish doesn't have the strength to power him up.
Blackbird: Looks like MVD is out cold, but Parish can't get him in the ring to pick up the win.
Gellar: You could call it bad planning, or bad luck, depends on what train of thought you want to follow.
Blackbird: I'd say bad luck, which Parish seems to be getting a lot of recently.
Gellar: He causes a lot of it himself.
Blackbird: That much is true.
With MVD down and out, and with no way to get him in the ring, Parish rolls into the ring and picks the table up. He then props it up against the turnbuckle. He then rolls back out of the ring, he stands over MVD and slaps him a couple of times, which seems to wake him up. Parish then groans loudly as he summons up all of his strength to hoist MVD up and get him back in the ring. Parish quickly gets back into the ring and goes for a cover. 1 ..2 .. MVD just gets his shoulder up. Disappointed, Parish helps MVD up to his feet and then grabs the Steel Chair he slid into the ring. He drives it as hard as he can into MVD's ribs. The impact is so severe that it actually knocks the chair our of Silas's hands. MVD drops to his knees, cradling his ribs. Parish forces him up to his feet and then punches him in the ribs to double him up, then comes off the ropes and scores with the Pitbulldog. He then goes for a cover. 1 .2 . MVD just gets his right shoulder up. Parish pulls MVD up and takes him over to the corner of the ring opposite the table. He hops up onto the 2nd turnbuckle and makes MVD face the table. He then hooks the head and delivers the devastating Jaw Dropper (Diamond Dust). Parish goes for a third cover. .1 ..2 .. for the third time, MVD just gets his shoulder up. Parish looks extremely frustrated. He looks towards the table and then drags MVD to his feet, he pulls him over to the propped up table and leans him up against it. Parish then backs away towards the opposite corner. He charges in a full tilt looking to Spear MVD through the table, but MVD pulls himself out of the way just in time to watch Parish smash himself through the table. MVD drops to the mat breathing heavily, and Parish has gone through the gap between 2nd & top rope and is leaning against the turnbuckle.
Gellar: Parish destroys himself in a vain attempt to destroy his opponent.
Blackbird: Man, he hit that table hard, he's lucky he's still alive after a bump like that.
Gellar: MVD now has time to recover from the beating he has taken, and perhaps mount a comeback.
Blackbird: The injured ribs seem to be giving him more trouble as the match goes on. He's really struggling with his breathing now.
Gellar: And that won't help him one bit, he needs every molecule of oxygen if he is to pick up the win.
MVD struggles to his feet, Parish is throwing away pieces of wood and metal, then MVD pulls Parish out of the mess and delivers a weak right hand. Although he follows up his right hand with more of the same, he is struggling for breath and a deft body shot from Parish stops him in his tracks. Parish slides around the back of MVD and lifts him up for a Back Drop, but MVD escapes and lands on his feet behind him. MVD scores with a few forearms to the back and then he hooks the head and plants him with a Reverse DDT. MVD then rolls onto his back and takes a few deep breaths before he rolls on top of Parish and makes the cover. ..1 .2 .. Parish just gets his shoulder up. MVD struggles to his feet, cradling his ribs. He looks around the ring and then his eyes focus on the Singapore Cane that is lying at the edge of the ring. He shuffles over, still holding the right side of his ribs and reaches down to pick up the Cane. Parish is getting to his feet while MVD is twirling the cane around in circles. MVD then unleashes a violent assault on Silas with the cane. A shot to the head, the legs, then the body, and the legs again, a shot to the arm, one more to the head and Parish goes down. MVD then hits three hard shots to the body and then he tosses the cane away, as the cheering crowd suddenly raises the volume. MVD goes to the corner and holds the top turnbuckle as he takes deep breaths, he touches his ribs before the springs himself up to the top rope and turns to look towards Parish and prepares to hit the Five Star Frog Splash. But then, Silas Parish is dragged out of the ring, and out of danger, by Jason Hunt. Who has now appeared at ringside. Senior Referee Mark Johnson rings the bell for a disqualification. MVD drops down and immediately heads to the outside of the ring. He and Hunt go chest to chest, Hunt appears to be daring MVD to hit him, knowing what will happen if he does.
Gellar: MVD can't hit Hunt, or he'll lose his chance to fight him at the PPV.
Blackbird: Hunt just wants to get into MVD's head, everything he does is deliberately aimed at reminding MVD of what he did at the Rumble. The no contact clause is only amplifying things.
Gellar: Hey, I have a point, why did Mark Johnson call for the bell?
Blackbird: For outside interference, I believe. If memory serves me correctly, then it is at the "referee's discretion". No holds are barred, and there are no countout's, but it's the referee's call as to whether outside interference is legal or not.
Gellar: I guess he decided that MVD was about to win the match, and the DQ was probably a good call.
Hunt and MVD are now standing in the aisle and are chest to chest, and nose to nose, words are being exchanged when suddenly "Cochise" by Audioslave hits the arena.
Gellar: This doesn't sound good, here comes the boss.
Blackbird: He's coming to bring this situation under control.
Big Dave paces down to the ring with a purpose, he orders both Hunt & MVD to get into the ring. Parish is staggering around the outside, not sure what happened, Dave orders him to return to the back. Big Dave then climbs into the ring and asks for a mic.
Gellar: Looks like Big Dave wants to have words with both men.
Blackbird: He needs to.
Big Dave: "That's it!!! I've had it!!! Nobody around here will show me the proper respect. You've all got far too much disregard for my authority, and you just can't seem to keep from messing with other people's business."
Big Dave gives Hunt a long stare after that statement.
Big Dave: "Well guess what? I'M TIRED OF IT!!!! Everyone on this roster will show me the respect I deserve, and they will respect my authority, or they'll find themselves going the way of King Volcano. As for you two in the ring."
MVD and Hunt turn their full attention to Big Dave.
Big Dave: "You two want to fight? Fine, I'll let you fight. Wait . Not tonight though. You both signed a contract that states you cannot make physical contact until you face each other at the PPV. Well there is an exception to the rule, and that is when you meet in an official match, sanctioned by me. And you'll get just that, next week, you two will participate in a "Dream Partner" match. That's where you get to pick your own partner, just in case you weren't sure. You've all week to pick your partners, I'll come out here next week and ask you to pick your partners. Now get out of my sight."
"Cochise" by Audioslave hits as MVD & Hunt stare at each, MVD let's Hunt go up the ramp first, and then follows him a good 5 metres behind. Big Dave is still pacing around the ring.
Gellar: Well it sounds like the boss is finally getting things under control.
Blackbird: Let's hope it stays that way.
Gellar: And we have ourselves a Main Event for next weeks Defiance. A "Dream Partner" match. Now that WILL be interesting.
Blackbird: Yeah, how the hell are those two going to find partners? Most of the roster hates them!!!
Gellar: You didn't hear Big Dave correctly, he said they could CHOOSE their own partner, they don't have to find someone who wants to be their partner, and they can pick anyone they want.
Blackbird: AH! I getcha, that'll be an interesting one.
Gellar: Well folks, we're out of time for this week, tune in next week, and find out just who Hunt & MVD choose, later.
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