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Saturday 25th January 2003
United Center
Chicago, Illnois
Attendance: 29,357
The USA Network logo fades out as "Fiend" by Coal Chamber starts. Flashes of some of the earlier PWF matches are shown then as the music kicks in the images get quicker and often more violent. We see flashes of all the Havoc superstar's, showing some of the great moments of each wrestler. As the music ends, the Saturday Night Havoc logo fades in and then we cut to the United Center, where Pyro's blast off all around the arena, the crowd goes wild and holds up their signs for the camera's to see. Finally we cut to the new PWF announcing team of Jason Stanyer, and his new collegue, Big Poppa
Stanyer: Hello everyone and welcome to Saturday Night Havoc!!!! I'm Jason Stanyer alongside my brand new colour commentator, and former PWF Superstar, Big Poppa.
Poppa: It's good to be here, when the Draft was announced, I feared my announcing days were over, but I was sorely mistaken.
Stanyer: It's good to have you here, anything is better than Dawg, that guy was EXTREMELY annoying.
Poppa: You're telling me.
Stanyer: Anyway, I'd like to welcome all our viewers to the new era of the PWF, we're coming off one of the greatest PPV's of all time, words can't describe that PPV, so I won't bother.
Poppa: The Rumble was so good, they haven't invented a word to describe it yet, but I'm sure I'll come up with something.
Stanyer: Well, I'm told that the owner of our show, Michael Rhoades is on his way to the ring right now. I'm sure most people are wondering who this guy is, well he's been a peripheral figure backstage in the PWF. He's been the head of the PWF creative team since virtually day one, and was the joint head of the creative team in the old PWF. His ability is unquestioned. But this is the first time he has ever appeared on television, so this should be interesting.
A PWF Havoc logo flashes across the TRON as 'TNT' by AC/DC plays. The opening Havoc video now plays on the TRON as Havoc owner, Michael Rhoades steps through the curtain. He steadily makes his way down to the ring and walks up the steps. He stops for a moment, looks around as if to take in the fans energy, and then steps through the ropes. He is then handed a microphone.
Rhoades: "Welcome to PWF's Saturday Night Havoc!"
The crowd cheers loudly
Rhoades: "Thank you all for joining us tonight for this history making event. I won't hold you up too long, as I know you did not come here to see me stand here and talk. But what you did come to see is, some of the best wrestling and entertainment there is to see!
The crowd once again unleashes a fury of cheers. Mr. Rhoades paces the ring a bit, taking it all in
Rhoades: "As the new owner of Havoc, I plan to do some wonderful things with this show. We've got an excellent roster with some great superstars, and I'm very confident that we can take Havoc to new heights. Now most people would say that you cannot improve upon perfection. To that, I say...just watch us."
The crowd go into a frenzy, though they are very anxious to get on with the show
Rhoades: "I said I wouldn't talk for too long, and I'm a man of my word. So, without further delay, I would like to introduce one of the greatest superstars ever to grace the PWF's ring...he's a 3 time World Champion, as well as the new and current World Champion...and guess what folks...he belongs to Havoc. Antonio Gambino!"
The fans focus on the entrance as the lights dim and "I Stand Alone" by Godsmack blares throughout the arena. Gambino then appears from behind the curtain. He's dressed especially well tonight, wearing black pants, black boots, a dark blue button up shirt, along with a black leather jacket and a backwards New York Yankees ball cap. He's carrying the World Title in one hand. He stands on the stage, looking out over the crowd. He then drapes the World Title over his shoulder, and walks towards the ring. Once in the ring, he and Michael Rhoades shake hands. He is then handed a microphone.
Gambino: "As Michael Rhoades already said, tonight's a very special occasion. Very special, indeed. Not only is tonight the first show since the draft took place. Not only is tonight the beginning of the new era of Havoc. Tonight also signifies something else. Tonight is the start of an era without the gWo, because the gWo is dead!
The crowd cheers at the thought of no gWo
Gambino: "It died a long, slow, and timely death. But it's dead, nonetheless. See, back when I left the gWo for bigger and better things, the gWo began suffering from a terminal illness. It began slowly falling apart and decaying. They lost The Russians, then Jason Hunt was fired, only to be rehired. But it was only a matter of time before it happened, before jealousy and envy got the best of the last remaining members. Either Sabre or Jason Hunt would eventually grow tired of living in the shadow of Matt Van Dam, and decide to do something about it. The seed for dissension was planted and it grew, and grew, and grew, until it could no longer be contained. So as you see, the gWo has been dead for a long time now, they just didn't know it yet. But when I beat Matt Van Dam for the PWF World Title, and stripped him of the one thing he loves most, it was just a final nail in the coffin.
Gambino pauses for a moment before continuing
Gambino: "Any of you who saw it, surely will agree that the New York Street Fight at the Rumble in the Bronx, was truly one of the most brutal matches in the history of the PWF. Definitely the most brutal match I've personally ever participated in, but also the absolute best match that I've ever taken part in. Which is why, even though Matt lost the World Title that night, he gained as well. He gained a hell of a lot more respect from me in that match. For the pain we went through, put each other through, and the blood we shed, Matt Van Dam...you have my utmost respect, and I truly mean that. My only regret is the controversial fashion in which the match ended. Which brings me to my next point. There's a certain PWF Superstar out there who's damn lucky he's not on my show, or I'd be handing out a consistent ass whipping to him on a weekly basis. He knows who he is and you know who he is, so I won't even give that piece of shit the pleasure of having his name said on this show. But he knows what he did and he damn sure knows he screwed up. I don't like the way that match ended one bit. I wish I could go back and change it all. But I can't. All I can do is defend this title to the best of my abilities, and prove to each and every one of the nonbelievers that I'm the best damn PWF World Champion, and that my title reign is no fluke. It seems that...."
Gambino is cut off by "Fear" by Disturbed, music that surprises the Champion
Superstar Davey K appears at the top of the stage with a mic in hand and milks the cheer of the crowd before starting to speak
Davey K: Gambino, just hold up for one moment. I like the rest of the arena was enjoying your speech, but theres a few things I need to get off my chest and well, I want to do it now.
Gambino goes to speak
Davey K: C'mon man, quit the speech for a second, you can tell the world about how you were in the gWo, then left, then went a bit mental, then went a little sane, then won your match then took Micheal Rhodes out for steak, then adopted a small dog - named him "Mr Pooch", then bought a car, but it smelt of damp dogs so your bought a new car...and so it can go on. But this is New Havoc baby! This is the new era, and well, I like to think of myself as the future of the PWF. So lets hear a little from Davey K! Now I'm not one to be a whinging little bitch, we leave that job to Sabre....
Boos from the crowd at the mention of Sabre
But Rumble in the Bronx, it really pissed me off. In fact it pissed me off more than having to listen to old people talk. Rumble in the Bronx was my night, it was night that I had waited a long time for, I was going to walk out with the U.S title over my shoulder and the winner of the Rumble. It was all in place for the Superstar to be the champion of the night, I've worked long and hard but it just didn't happen...it didn't work out. I lost my title and I lost the rumble. The U.S title match, was a hard fought battle which I lost, ok, I can accept that I'm not going to stand here and whinge about losing the belt, its the Rumble that annoys me.
Is that the way things are run round here, for that disaster to happen. Rhoades! Yeah you, you seem to be one of the big wigs round here, you strut out here in your suit giving speeches about how your the owner of Havoc and this and that, I look at you and I see one of the reasons I lost the rumble, I dont care if it was Pellington, the dumb bitch of a referee or you, now which one of you can I blame? Which one of you should I hunt down and then beat like the little punk that they are. Well....seeing as Sabre has headed over to the 'tarded roster, Pellington is probably sitting comfortably down at PWF HQ, that dumb bitch referee is probably reading a manual somewhere....I see you.
Davey K paces around the top of the entrance, he looks unsure about what his next move should be
Davey K: Should I take out all my frustrations about what happened at the rumble, here? Now? On Havoc's first night? Hmmm, might boost those ratings. Yeah that sounds a damn good idea, maybe people should learn that you just shouldn't screw me, lets start here and now.
Davey starts to walk to the ring with the microphone in his hand, heading towards Michael Rhoades, this gets a mixed reaction from the crowd, Davey steps through the ropes and is seen to ask Gambino to stand aside, he then gets right into the face of Michael Rhoades, trash talking without the mic, he then raises the mic
Davey K: So, here I am, you wanted me on Havoc, you've got me on Havoc. Now what the hell happened at the Rumble? Let me refresh your memory, I threw Homicide out of the ring, and yeah, I stood alone and was announced the winner, at this point Davey K was a happy man. Then, oh and then Michael, something happened, something bad happened, Sabre came to the ring bandaged up thinking he was Rocky Balboa, and threw me out of the ring. Phone calls were made, jackasses in the office looked at the rules and thought, 'hmm Sabre, yeah lets have him the winner, think of the ratings and he is a nice guy' the referee then acted like the little jackass we all knew he could be and lifted that geek boys hand in the air and I was expected to be a good little boy and walk out of the ring, well Sabre got a superstar slam, but I still felt pissed off, and I have a feeling that tonight I might begin to feel better. Now Mikey, I can call you Mikey can't I?
Michael Rhoades goes to raise the mic, but Davey grabs his hand and pushes it down
Get out your notepad and in block capital letters write yourself a memo, and I want it to be clear, DAVEY K DOESNT CARE WHAT I SAY OR DO. Make a note and then read it to yourself. Ive come down here and quite frankly Mikey, I could slap you round this ring and hopefully feel better about what happened at the Rumble, maybe I should do that now.
Davey K lowers the mic and stares long and hard at him
....But that would be cowardly and stupid, two things that I ain't. Now your the owner, your the guy that does the payroll and makes the decisions. Now decisions were made at the Rumble that pissed me off, but justi lke the geek club known as the gWo, thats history and history is something we shouldn't be dwelling on. This is Havoc's first night! And Im the man thats gonna bring the crowds in Mikey, so treat me good and I'll treat you good. And now im stood in the ring, the man I came here to see wasn't you Mikey, I was just playin' with you and making sure you knew who I was.
Davey K slowly turns round
Davey K: Antonio Gambino....
Davey extends his hand and the men shake
Davey K: Congratulations, ridding Matt Van Dyke of the belt was excellent. Seeing that jackass lose his title was a moment that I enjoyed. But you see, there's something wrong here, wheres the gold that the fans love to see round my waist, its erm...well not there. Now Gambino, you have the belt I want. You were both stood here saying how historic tonight was going to be. True it is, Havoc's first night since the big split, real historic, well I'm the future of this company and Gambino some may say your the past, but I'm not disrespectful, so I'm gonna say your the present. Now how about tonight, here on Havoc's first night, we have ourselves a match, Gambino against Superstar Davey K....
Gambino looks around and the fans give an average cheer
...for the World Title, wonder what the crowd thinks of that little idea?
The crowd erupts as Davey K allows the mic to drop to his side, awaiting a response
Gambino looks around at the crowd, then raises the microphone to his mouth
Gambino: "Well Davey, it seems everyone wants to see us get down. So you want a title shot? You got it!"
The crowd erupts once again, and the two men shake hands to seal the deal. Michael Rhoades nods in approval
Gambino:"One thing though. With all this respect stuff floating around in the air, I want to make sure one thing is clear. See, you just might be the future of Havoc. I won't disagree with that fact. But call me the present? I do have to disagree with you. I'm not only the present. I'm the whole package, past....present....and future. Legends never die Davey, I thought you knew?"
Gambino tosses the microphone to Michael Rhoades and walks by Davey K to step out of the ring. He then leaves through the curtain as "I Stand Alone" plays through the arena and Davey and Mr. Rhoades still stand in the ring
The Perfect Outlaw stands by as Ted Tedison opens the interview for the first match of a "new era"
Tedison: Perfect Outlaw! How's it feel to be competing in the first match of a "new era", the Havoc era?
The Perfect Outlaw: Of course, it's an honour to be competing not only in the first match of the era, but simply to be competing on Havoc makes me proud. I'm definitely focused for this match, but of course, I'm also focused on things with a greater priority.
Tedison: And by that, what do you mean?
The Perfect Outlaw: Of course you know I'm on a mission, and of course, the mission has three complex stages. I'm dubbed this series of stages: The Three Stages of Perfection. In respect to this, I've also dubbed myself a specialty match: The Three Stages of Hell, in which two complete in a 2 out of 3 falls match, each match being a different type of match.
Ted Tedison gives a questioned but interesting look to The Perfect Outlaw
Tedison: If I may ask, what do these three stages consist of?
The Perfect Outlaw: Of course, as you know, the main goal is perfection. The first stage is Branch Perfection, in which I strive to perfect the Havoc branch. The second stage is Federation Perfection, in which I strive to perfect the entire PWF. The final stage is Total Perfection, in which I carry my project into all federations, leading to an overall Utopian Fed World.
Tedison: That sounds like it could be quite a challenge for you.
The Perfect Outlaw glares angrily at Ted Tedison, and the Ted is taken back by his angered glare
The Perfect Outlaw: What the hell kind of comment was that? Do you know who I am? I'm the Definition of Perfection, I can do anything I want to do. As far as I'm concerned, this interview is over.
The Perfect Outlaw turns to leave, but quickly remembers something and turns back to Ted Tedison
The Perfect Outlaw: Oh yeah, one more thing...Kilgore better watch his back tonight, I'm gonna drop the bomb on him!
The Perfect Outlaw stomps off down the hallway as the camera blacks out
The camera switched to the backstage area, not too far from the entrance, where Toby Benson was standing with Kilgore. Benson looked a little on edge, as Kilgore had yet to be interviewed by anyone, and as he attempted to open up with the first question Kilgore shot him an unnerving look.
Benson: "Um, I'm standing here with one of the PWF's newest stars in the making, Kilgore, and "
Kilgore: "New? No no, we're not new. We're discreet. We've been here for quite some time now."
Benson: "O k. In any case I've been given the rare opportunity to get a few words from Kilgore tonight and my first question is simply how do you feel about your match tonight with The Perfect Outlaw?"
Before answering Kilgore's head juddered in the familiar manner and then he looked around him wildly, as if he could hear voices coming from every direction.
Kilgore: "The Perfect Outlaw, a vessel of blood and bone, sinewy tissue and layers of flesh, a drop of water in the murky depths of Everlon. Fly little Outlaw, fly with clipped wings to find the glowing sun amidst the broken stars of ages "
Benson was understandably befuddled and when Kilgore realized he was going off on a tangent he closed his eyes and started shaking his head, alarming Benson and causing him to back off a little. When Kilgore's odd behaviour looked to have come to an end he opened his eyes and beckoned for Benson to come closer. Benson obliged, albeit warily, and the interview resumed.
Kilgore: "We apologise for our anomalous behavioural patterns Mr. Benson. It is an unfortunate side-effect."
Benson: "Side-effect? Of what?"
Kilgore: "Existence, Mr. Benson."
Benson: "I see. So, um The Perfect Outlaw?"
Kilgore: "Ah, yes, The Perfect Outlaw. A man with the audacity to claim perfection whilst hiding behind a mask. Had we the capacity to do so we might find that amusing, but as it stands we instead find it irritating. Still, we feel somewhat drawn to this Outlaw. It's inexplicable, yet we sense the answer is within our grasp. How frustrating."
Benson: "What about the fact that you're set to face The Perfect Outlaw in the very first match of the new era here on Havoc?"
Kilgore: "What about it? Are we supposed to be honoured? Are we supposed to care? This match could take place anywhere, at any time. It is of little indifference to us. You are right about this being a new era though Mr. Benson, although it is not a new era for Havoc, nor is it a new era for the PWF. This new era belongs to us, and with this division amongst men we will rise to claim our rightful place atop the writhing masses. We have been waiting for far too long now. We should have claimed dominance over the PWF a long time ago, but our time never came. Now now we have regained sight of our goals. We will become the beacon to which all others flock here on Havoc, the guiding light of which all others must look to extinguish if they wish to shine on their own. We will become a target Mr. Benson, and we will relish in the hardship as we strike the fools down one, two, perhaps even three at a time."
Benson: "So you intend to make a name for yourself then?"
Kilgore: "Ourselves, Mr. Benson. As separate entities we are nameless, at least for now. We cannot even begin to imagine a way out of our predicament, and as a result we have decided to embrace our unity, for it is ah, we see now "
Benson: "Huh?"
Kilgore: "We now realize why we are drawn to The Perfect Outlaw, Mr. Benson. We see it now. Perhaps perhaps The Perfect Outlaw is the answer to our woes. Perhaps perhaps this is the beginning "
With that Kilgore turned and walked off to ready himself for his match, leaving a perplexed Benson to wander off whilst scratching his head.
Poppa: Why does Kilgore always refer to himself as "we"?
Stanyer: Kilgore has never been 100% mentally, it looks like what has affected him in the past, is beginning to take a hold on him once again.
Poppa: You mean's got schitzo on us?
Stanyer: I wouldn't put it quite like that.
Poppa: Great, we've a lunatic in the PWF, as if we didn't have enough.
Stanyer: Well, one thing is certain, both of these men are outstanding competitors, and should put on an outstanding opening match.
Poppa: A match which is worthy of beginning an new era.
Credit: Splinter
Once the intro to "Blood Stained" starts the lights go completely out except for a single dim crimson light. When the electric guitar riff cuts the intro off the dim crimson light brightens a very small amount and it begins to expand until "Blood Stained" starts proper, at which point the entire arena is filled with a crimson light that flickers on and off constantly. This is the point where Kilgore makes his entrance and he walks straight down to the ring, looking around him as he does with contempt. Once he is down by the ring he steps up onto the apron and then he walks over to the turnbuckle before stepping up onto the second rope and holding his arms up and his head down as if he'd been crucified. He then steps over the top rope and into the ring, bringing about the end of his entrance.
James: Introducing from Chicago, Illnois, weighing 280lbs, KILGORE!!!!
The lights dim as The Perfect Outlaw makes his way down to the ring to "Perfect Imperfection" by Tom Snow. He makes no motion towards the crowd or anyone in fact. He just gets in the ring.
James: Introducing from Manhattan, New York, THE PERFECT OUTLAW!!!
Report: Kilgore and The Perfect Outlaw just stand in the ring staring into each others eyes as the PWF fans chant for the first Havoc match of the roster split to get underway. TPO and Kilgore start to circle each other, neither man taking his eyes off the other. The two men advance slowly, and engage in a tie up. Instantly the two men start to try and over power eachother, pushing back and forth. Kilgore, the slightly larger of the two men, manages to push TPO back to the ropes, and then whip him to the opposite set of ropes. On the way back the Definition Of Perfection gets taken down with a hard knife edge chop that brings up a 'Woooo!' from the crowd. TPO gets up to his feet, Kilgore goes to whip him to the ropes but TPO counters, then pulls Kilgore back in and takes him down with a hard clothesline. TPO pulls Kilgore up, but Kilgore nails him with a european uppercut, followed by a second. Kilgore then throws The Perfect Outlaw into the corner, Kilgore runs in and hits TPO with a hard shoulder tackle. Kilgore then starts to hammer away on TPO with hard knife edge chops, landing five in succession. The crowd shout 'Woooo!' with each hit. Kilgore laughs sadistically and then starts to kick TPO hard in the gut repeatitively, TPO slumps down into a slumped position in the corner. Kilgore then starts to stomp the living hell out of the Definition Of Perfection, stomping him down until he is simply laying on the mat holding his ribs. Kilgore then pulls TPO up and locks him in a hammerlock, Kilgore then hits TPO with a hammerlocked northern lights suplex! He then pulls TPO up and hits a second hammerlocked northern lights suplex, this time with a bridge. The referee gets down and makes the first count since the roster split 1 2 TPO kicks out. Kilgore gets up to his feet, he then grabs TPO by one leg and turns him over into a single leg crab. TPOs eyes suddenly light up with pain, he screams out as Kilgore pulls back hard on the hold. PWF fans are cheering for Kilgores impressive technical moves as he wrenches TPOs leg back to an almost sickeningly unnatural position. Kilgore releases the hold and then starts to stomp away at TPOs leg.
Poppa: Kilgore is giving out the first official Paptizing of the new era of Havoc!
Stanyer: Paptizing?
Poppa: Learn to live with it Stanyer.
Kilgore pulls the now limping Perfect Outlaw up off the mat and throws him violently into the corner. He then hits another hard knife edge chop, this time causing TPO to double up in pain. Kilgore catches The Perfect Outlaw as he falls forwards and then hoists him up onto the top turnbuckle. Kilgore climbs up and sets TPO up for a superplex, but TPO starts to fight back landing three hard gut shots and then finally an uppercut that sends Kilgore plummeting down to the mat. TPO stands up but then stops, holding his leg in pain. He sits on the turnbuckle for a second, Kilgore gets up and knife edge chops TPO, who is still on the top turnbuckle. Kilgore climbs up but TPO starts to beat on him again, The Perfect Outlaw grabs Kilgore round the throat and then leaps up, planting Kilgore into the mat with a breath taking Patented Perfection (Double Handed Sit Out Chokeslam) off the top rope! The two men lay on the canvas in pain as a chant of 'HA-VOC! HA-VOC! HA-VOC!' goes up around the arena.
Stanyer: What a move! The Perfect Outlaw and Kilgore are really starting Havoc off with a bang here.
Poppa: Kilgore must be feeling that move all through his body, let alone just his back.
TPO crawls forwards and covers Kilgore, hooking the leg back 1 2 Kilgore just kicks out before the count of three to a huge cheer from the rabid Havoc fans. TPO pulls himself up on the ring ropes and then grabs Kilgores legs. He then steps through, locks Kilgore up and turns him over into the Operation Utopia (Sharpshooter)! Kilgores head snaps up and he looks around as The Perfect Outlaw pulls back on the hold as hard as he can. Kilgore half laughs and half screams from the pain of the submission maneuver, his back bent awkwardly. Perfect Outlaw pulls back even harder on the hold, Kilgore just starts to laugh from the pain. TPO finally realises this isn't going anywhere and releases the hold. He gets up to his feet and starts to stomp away on the back of Kilgore, capatilising on his advantage. TPO pulls Kilgore up and then hits a double underhook suplex. TPO pulls him up again and hits him with a second double underhook suplex, this time planting Kilgore perfectly in front of the turnbuckle. TPO then drags himself up the turnbuckle and then leaps, landing perfectly on Kilgores face with the hitting the Flawless Fall (Top Rope Leg Drop)! TPO rolls away holding his leg in pain as Kilgore twitches from the heavy impact of the move. The Perfect Outlaw crawls over and covers Kilgore tiredly 1 2 3! NO! Kilgore just got his shoulder up!
Stanyer: How close was that?
Poppa: Very close. Thus why I'm about to call it a near fall. Understand?
Stanyer: Freaking colour commentators
TPO pulls Kilgore up and tries to throw him to the ropes, but Kilgore amazingly throws TPO to the ropes, on the way back Kilgore catches the Definition Of Perfecting, hoists him up and then drills him hideously with the Eradicator (Tilt-A-Whirl Kneeling Gutbuster)! Kilgore falls back and slumps on the ropes, exhausted, as TPO rolls around holding his gut in pain. The referee starts his count out as the PWF fans chant for more. The referee reaches a seven count until Kilgore manages to pull himself up to an upright position. He beckons The Perfect Outlaw up, TPO obliges after a short struggle to his feet, he turns straight into a running Kilgore, who catches him perfectly with the Harbinger (Jumping Yakuza Kick)! Kilgore then falls down on top of the floored Perfect Outlaw for a pinfall 1 2 3! NO! The Perfect Outlaw kicked out at the last possible moment. Kilgore lays next to The Perfect Outlaw, looking up at the roof of the arena. He pulls himself up to his feet tiredly.
Stanyer: Kilgore must be wondering what hes got to do to put The Perfect Outlaw away here.
Poppa: Yeah, who wouldn't be?
Kilgore tries to pin TPO again 1 2 The Perfect Outlaw kicks out with a little more ease this time, Kilgore pulls himself up using the ring ropes and starts to stomp on The Perfect Outlaw. Kilgore picks TPO up and hoists him onto his shoulders, he screams out loudly. He goes to hit the Eigth Sin (Firemans Carry Into Spiked Fishermans Buster), but TPO manages to slip behind to a huge cheer from the crowd. He Kilgores arms, twists him into position and nails him with the Perfect Backlash (Impaler)! Kilgores face hits the mat hard, TPO rolls him over and slumps an arm over Kilgores chest, the referee gets down and counts with a huge chant coming from the crowd 1 2 3! NO! Kilgores shoulder shoots up off the canvas to a huge roar from the Havoc crowd, who can hardly believe this opening matchup. TPO drags himself up on the ropes, he then pulls Kilgore up off the mat by his hair, and then twists him into position again. The Perfect Outlaw drills Kilgore with a second, huge, Perfect Backlash (Impaler). The Perfect Outlaw rolls the almost out cold Kilgore over and covers him, hooking the leg 1 2 3!
Stanyer: These two just started Havoc off with an amazing match, they gave us their all.
Poppa: Now THAT was a Paptizing!
Stanyer: Let's hope the rest of the show can keep up the standard that these two men have just set.
The camera finds Michael Rhoades in the car park. He is smiling and checking his watch as Ted Tedison approaches, microphone in hand.
Tedison: "Mr. Rhoades can you tell us who you're waiting for? Is it the mystery signing?"
Rhoades: "Patience Ted, all good things come to those who wait. In just a short while from now-"
Mr. Rhoades stops in mid-sentence, looking past Ted.
Rhoades: "Well, Ted, it looks like the wait is over."
The camera swivels around to the garage entrance where a shimmering gold limousine is pulling in. The long automobile slowly comes to a stop in front of Mr. Rhoades and Ted.
Rhoades: "Nice."
The driver of the limo gets out of the car and walks back to open the door. Blaring music erupts from within, as the car's stereo is playing "Nobody Does it Better" by Carly Simon. Ted and Mr. Rhoades step back as a gorgeous blond women in a skimpy bikini steps out. Behind her a beautiful brunette, also in a bikini, exits the limo. Then a hot redhead, followed by a lovely Asian women, followed by a stunning black women, and finally a Hispanic women, although it's hard to tell just how attractive she is because she is blurred out of focus on the screen, as she seems to have forgotten her bikini top.
Tedison: "Uh I'm not complaining, but I don't see any-"
Voice from inside the limo: "Hey, where'd everybody go? Where's my stethoscope? I'm taking this blindfold off!"
The music cuts off, and out of the limo climbs a man wearing gold leather pants, a tight long-sleeved black fishnet shirt, and no shoes. With a pair of sunglasses dangling from one ear, and a bikini top hanging around his neck, "The Paragon" Rex Idol holds an empty champagne glass in one hand and a spatula in the other.
Tedison: "Oh my God! It's the SEW World Champ!"
Rhoades: "Former SEW World Champ and former IWF World Champ, actually. Let me introduce you to the latest member of the PWF Havoc roster."
Rex: "Good to be here, Mikey, and good to see you. Hold this Ted.
Rex hands Ted his glass and tosses the spatula over his shoulder. He then removes his bikini top necklace and hands it to the blurred out member of his entourage.
Rex: "You'd better put this back on sweet cheeks, I'm sure the boys in the production van are losing their minds."
The woman giggles as she puts the top on.
Tedison: "Well, Mr. Idol, let me be the first to welcome you to the PWF!"
Rex: "Thanks, Ted, and since you're such a nice guy I'm going to give you a complementary copy of my new book. Larry - Book!"
The limo driver reaches into the car and retrieves a copy of Rex's new book, and hands it to Ted.
Tedison: "Hey, thanks (Ted reads the cover aloud) "REX: Confessions of a Dangerous Libido". Sounds great, can't wait to read it."
Rex: "It's a real page turner."
Rhoades: "Rex, I have one of my assistants ready to show you to your locker room."
From behind Mr. Rhoades, a smartly dressed petite woman emerges, looking quite nervous.
Assistant: "A pleasure to meet you Mr. Idol and your friends?"
Rex: "Ah, yes, my friends. I just finished the whirlwind world tour to end all whirlwind world tours in promotion of my new book. Larry - Book!"
Again the driver gets a book, this time giving it to Mr. Rhoades assistant.
Rex: "So like I was saying some people bring back postcards for souvenirs, some people buy t-shirts, the PARAGON brings back groupies. Here I have samplings from Amsterdam, Paris, Melbourne, Cape town, Bangkok, and Acapulco."
Assistant: "Fascinating do they have names?"
Rex: "Good Lord, how would I know that? Most of them don't even speak English."
Rex laughs at this, and the ladies all join in giggling.
Assistant: "How nice for you. Well, if you'll just follow me "
Rex: "Right behind you. Hey, Michael, do you have that ad tape ready to go?"
Rhoades: "Don't worry about a thing, it's all cued up, and we're going to commercial now, Rex."
Rex: "Alright, alright, alright."
Rex and his ladies follow the assistant into the main building. As the picture fades out, we can still here Rex talking.
Rex: "Do you guys have Jello here?"
The picture goes black. Slowly, screen filling gold letters begin to scroll by. R-E-X.
Voice over: "The Original American Idol. The International Man of Masculinity. The Sex Symbol Supreme. The Paragon.
The letters fade out and are replaced by the image of Rex Idol himself, wearing only a small toga, and sitting in the pose of "The Thinker".
Voice over: "Around the world the critics agree in their praise for Rex Idol."
The following quotes begin floating across the screen in transparent type
"A true American folk hero."
"A lone voice of reason in our troubled times."
"Chicks dig him, because he rarely wears underwear."
"What an ass."
The picture pulls back and we see that the picture of Rex in a toga is actually the cover of a book.
Voice Over: "REX: Confessions of a Dangerous Libido". In bookstores now."
The camera catches up to Rex Idol and company backstage. Rex is signing autographs for a few lucky fans who have won backstage passes. The male fans are doing their best to talk to Rex's accompaniments. Just then Masta P enters the scene.
Masta P: "Well, what do we have here? "The Paragon", right? Rex Idol, Mr. SEW Champion himself. I have to be honest here; I don't see what the big deal is. Sounds like a whole lot of hype to me. SEW Champion equals PWF jobber in my experience."
Rex looks genuinely confused. A few of the fans are whispering to themselves about being excited to see Masta P.
Rex: "Masta P? Is that really what you call yourself? You definitely should have gone a little further down the list when you were deciding which recording artist's name to rip off. You stopped at "M" when there was a much more fitting moniker for you under W. Because if you can't see what's so great about The PARAGON, if you can't spot greatness when it's standing right in front of you, then people should be calling you Stevie Wonder."
The fans all take a step back, expecting a confrontation.
Rex: "Tell you what, if you really want to find out what the big deal is, you go tell Rhoades to set up a match. Me and you, tonight."
Masta P: "I'll see you in the ring."
Masta P heads off in the direction of Mr. Rhoades office. Rex looks back over his shoulder.
Rex: "Larry - Ring gear!"
Stanyer: I can't believe it, Rex Idol was the mystery signing!!
Poppa: Quite a shock indeed, shame as well, I'd got Genecide in the sweepstake.
Stanyer: At least yours was a possibility, I got Ken Kido ..
Poppa: (laughing) Hey, he was in the PWF before, you never know.
Stanyer: So who won?
Poppa: The most evil man in wrestling, I won't say his name, I refuse.
Stanyer: Sabre? I thought he was on Defiance?
Poppa: Sabre? What are you on? I'm talking about Ted Tedison here!!! Dammit, I said I wouldn't say.
Stanyer: (laughing) Anyway, enough of the banter, it's time for our next match. This one is an elimination Tag Match, for the #1 contendership to Gods of War's Tag Titles. This should be an interesting confrontation.
Poppa: Three teams in the ring at once, chaos is more of a likely outcome.
Elimination Match for the #1 Contendership to the Tag Titles
A familiar slow bass riff hums throughout the building and the fans let out a nice ovation. The lights go out and 'Praise' by Sevendust hits and the wire outline of the letters 'DUX' lower over the ring and light up the ringside area to a massive ovation. A shot of pyro in the style of an 'X' shoots out on the ramp followed by 3 shots of pyro straight into the air either side of the entrance as Brod and LJ walk through the curtain. Both Brod and LJ are decked out in hawaiian shirts and LJ has Commander Squeaky on his shoulder. Brod is carrying a keg and LJ has a high pressure water gun and starts to spray a few ringsiders with beer. A series of lights shine a green outline of the letters D,U and X down the ramp as they walk down the aisle, they put down the keg and gun and climb on the ring apron then running to opposite corners and mounting the turnbuckles and giving the fans the 'X' salute before settling down as Brod grabs a mic.
Brod: You know you people have a lot to be thankful for. Not only have the DUX arrived in this lovely city but we're here to turn this sinking ship commonly known as the PWF's Tag Team Division completely upside down. We're serving notice to the so-called Tag Team Champions that we're here to take over and seeing that this 3 Way Dance is the only way to get to you, Gods of War, you better take notes because the DUX are going to take you to school.
LJ: Even Commander Squeaky here can tell that this is a one horse race tonight! The DUX don't need much of an introduction when it comes to Tag Team Titles. So while we're busy taking care of Brutal Force and Anger Management we all hope you enjoy yourselves in the crowd because this is the absolute last time you're going to see the DUX without those tag team titles around our waists.
Brod: I couldn't agree more. So why are we waiting so damn long to complete the obvious? We're already the number one contenders so how about these goofs that are going to pass off as opponents tonight get out here to make up the numbers so we can have a little warm up to our Tag Title Victory because you all know by now that the DUX is 'All Action..All The Time!!!
"Mama Said Knock You Out" hits. Leroy and Barry emerge from the back. Leroy bows to the crowd, but Barry keeps on walking towards the ring, oblivious to everything else. Leroy hurrys to catch up with Barry, and trys to get his partner to dance to the music. Barry ignores him, doing a little shadow boxing, and never taking his eyes off of the ring. Barry climbs into the ring and slumps down in Brutal Forces corner. Leroy flips in and starts doing a matial arts/dance demonstration in the centre of the ring. Barry just sits there, staring directly at his opponents corner.
James: Introducing at a combined weight of 442lbs, Leroy Greene and Barry Burton, TEAM BRUTAL FORCE!!!.
"Psycho" by System of a Down hits as the arena lights dim. There is an explosion of fire on the stage as "Anger Management" comes across the Tron, Jagged and Inmate make their way through the curtain. Both look mean and angry, they pay little attention to their surroundings and head straight for the ring. They slide into the ring, ready for the fight.
James: Introducing at a combined weight of 531lbs, Jagged & Inmate, ANGER MANAGEMENT!!!!
Stanyer: Lots were drawn before the start of this match to decide who would be the two men who started in the ring, Leroy of Team Brutal Force and LJ of Down Under Xpress are the ones who got lucky, or unlucky, depends on how you want to look at it. They are free to tag in anyone, although two members of the same team cannot be in the ring obviously.
Report: Leroy and Lincoln Jansen circle each other, Referee Morgan Black signals for the bell and the match gets under way. The two men tie up, then LJ slides behind Leroy with a waistlock. Leroy tries to free himself with a back elbow, but LJ ducks it and delivers a couple of quick clubs to the back and then tries for a Back Drop, but Leroy escapes and lands on his feet. LJ turns around and takes a martial arts kick to the gut. Leroy then whips LJ to the ropes and tries to catch him with a Spinning Heel Kick, but LJ ducks it and then comes off the ropes to take Leroy down with a Flying Forearm. LJ pulls Leroy up and delivers a Snapmare immediately followed by a dropkick to the back of his head. LJ backs into the corner and is promptly bashed over the head by Inmate, who then gets into the ring.
Poppa: That's one way of tagging yourself into the ring.
Stanyer: Not making himself any friends though is he?
Inmate grabs the recovering Leroy and lifts him up to his feet, where he scoops him up and delivers a violent Backbreaker. Inmate then mounts Leroy and pounds him with a volley of hard right hands. Inmate pulls Leroy up and then bashes him across the back with a clubbing forearm. He then aggressively throws Leroy into Brutal Force's corner, and then shouts at Leroy to tag Barry in.
Poppa: Is it me, or does Inmate want to fight Barry Burton?
Stanyer: Barry is probably one of the best fist fighters in the PWF, I guess Inmate fancies a challenge, either that or he wants to prove that he's better with his fists.
Poppa: Same difference.
Leroy reaches up and tags in his tag partner, who steps through the ropes, never taking his eyes off Inmate. The two men circle each other, Inmate raises his fists in a boxer stance, Barry does the same. Inmate comes in first trying to score with a big right hand straight from the off. But Barry dodges it and scores with couple of quick jabs. He goes for a big right, but Inmate ducks it and scores with a hard body shot. Barry connects with a clean left hook which leaves Inmate reeling for a moment. Barry moves in for the kill and scores with a straight right, but Inmate hits a hard kidney shot and then knocks Barry down with two hard right hands.
Poppa: Hey!! I thought kidney shots were illegal in boxing!!!
Stanyer: This isn't a boxing match, and since when has Inmate ever played by the rules?
Poppa: Typical. You wonder how he ever got out of prison, because all he seems to do is beat the living hell out of everyone he sees!!
Stanyer: Your asking the wrong man on that one.
Inmate gives Barry a few kicks as he is getting up and then takes him over towards his corner where he delivers a couple of hard right hands before tagging in Jagged. Inmate starts to stomp Barry down in the corner and then Jagged joins in, battering Barry with heavy boots until Morgan Black intervenes and forces Inmate to leave the ring. Jagged pulls Barry away and then whips him hard into the ropes, and then aggressively flattens him with a Stiff Clothesline. Barry slowly gets to his feet, where he is taken down with a perfect Fireman's Carry by Jagged. Barry is dragged to his feet where Jagged delivers a right hook to the face and then whips Barry to the ropes before sending him flying with a perfectly executed Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex. Jagged gets to his feet, where Brod reaches out and tags himself in, Jagged doesn't look too happy about what Brod has just done, but Morgan Black manages to keep him away from Brod, and orders him back to his corner. Brod pulls Barry up and connects with a right hand, but his 2nd is blocked and Barry starts to come back with right hands, until Brod scores with a rake of the eyes. Brod then whips Barry to the ropes and forces him to "Talk to the Hand" (Palm Strike). Barry rolls over clutching his face. Brod rolls him back over and goes for a cover, we see blood coming from Barry's nose. Morgan Black begins the count. 1 .2 Leroy comes in and breaks the count. Brod pulls Barry up to his feet and then lifts him up into a Fireman's Carry. He carries him around the ring for a moment, and then delivers a Rolling Fireman's Carry Slam. As he rolls to his feet, he is promptly punched in the face by Inmate.
Poppa: Ah, the art of the friendly tag, totally lost on both Jagged & Inmate.
Inmate steps into the ring and drags Barry to his feet. Barry is staggering to his feet, Inmate boots him in the gut and then goes for the Death Sentence, but Barry counters and pushes Inmate into the ropes, but the former prisoner smashes him clean in the face with a Yakuza Kick. Inmate drags Barry to his feet and then boots him in the gut and sets him up for a Powerbomb. He lifts him up for the Powerbomb, but Barry scores with a few right hands and then grabs Inmate by the head and drives him down face first. Morgan Black begins a 10 count. Barry and Inmate crawl towards their corners and make tags. Jagged comes storming into the ring and tries to flatten Leroy, but he ducks the attack and then Leroy levels Jagged with a beautiful Spinning Heel Kick. Jagged gets up holding his face, and not looking happy. Leroy is waiting and scores with a kick to the gut. He then delivers a Quick DDT before heading over to the only neutral corner and then springs up to the top rope. Inmate gets into the ring and heads to intercept Leroy, but Barry intercepts him and knocks Inmate back with hard left and right punches. Jagged staggers to his feet and Leroy dives off with a spectacular Spinning Wheel Kick. Leroy pulls Jagged up and then plants him with the Brutaliser (Blue Thunder Pin). He holds onto him for the cover. ..1 ..2 ..3!!!!!
Stanyer: Anger Management have been eliminated!!!!
Poppa: Errr I don't think Inmate is too happy about it, he looks rather angry.
Stanyer: He was distracted by his battle with Barry Burton, he didn't see Jagged being Brutalised, and he is now extremely pissed off.
Inmate had just managed to get the upper hand on Barry when Jagged was eliminated, he throws Barry to one side and then he grabs the referee, he shouts at him aggressively. He doesn't seem interested in what the referee has to say, and promptly throws him over the top rope. He helps Jagged out of the ring and then both men head up the aisle.
Stanyer: Well, there goes the referee.
Poppa: And here comes a Paptizing, courtesy of two Australians, two steel chairs and a partridge in a pear tree.
Barry and Leroy don't see it coming at all, Brod cracks Leroy over the back with the steel chair. Barry spins around, but not in time to dodge LJ's steel chair to the face. Brod pulls Leroy up and then pushes him towards the corner, where he starts to lift him up to the top turnbuckle. LJ climbs to the top rope and then dives off with a perfect Guillotine Leg Drop. Brod looks for an Overhead Belly to Belly, but Leroy comes back with a few blows to the face and then pushes Brod to the mat. Brod gets up and LJ goes to his aid, Leroy dives off the top turnbuckle and takes both members of DUX down with a Flying Cross Body Block. Leroy waits for LJ to get to his feet and then levels him with a Spinning Heel Kick, sending him rolling out of the ring. Leroy then starts to deliver quick kicks to Brod, each getting faster and more powerful. Finally he delivers a Spinning Roundhouse Kick to finish off the First Strike Combo Leroy then goes for a cover. Duane Dibley come running down the aisle to replace Morgan Black. He slides into the ring and begins the count. 1 .2 . Duane Dibley is pulled out of the ring, by Inmate!!!!
Stanyer: What the hell? Anger Management are back!!
Poppa: You think they might want revenge?
As Inmate holds Duane, Jagged wraps his fist around the poor referee's head, knocking him out. Inmate & Jagged then grab the steel chairs that DUX used and get into the ring. Inmate lays out Leroy, Jagged flattens Barry. They each lay into Brutal Force with a couple more hard chair shots and then they throw the chairs away and leave the ring. The crowd boo as Brod slowly crawls over to Leroy to make a cover. The original referee, Morgan Black, is crawling into the ring to make the count. ..1 ..2 3!!!! Down Under Xpress are the #1 contenders to the Tag Titles!!
Stanyer: With some help from the eliminated Anger Management, DUX pick up a tainted win.
Poppa: Which means they are going to be boasting for weeks about how they are going to beat the Gods of War at the PPV. Which I'm sure will be a wonderful experience for us all.
Stanyer: Can't say I'm looking forward to it either. But, what's done is done, and we are going to have to put up with the boasting of LJ & Brod.
Poppa: I've just had a horrible thought.
Stanyer: What's that?
Poppa: What if they win the Tag Titles!!!
Stanyer: They were arrogant enough when they won the Hardcore Tag Titles, now that there is only one set of Tag Titles, god help us.
Poppa: It's just a shame he's on Defiance.
Stanyer: Eh? Oh, I get it now.
Shockwave: Quiet here, not much going on. Not with me anyway. I ain't even getting noticed here in the PWF. Hopefully now that the roster split has occured I might get noticed, by some jackass that runs this d*mn show. It makes me sick to the stomach. I have got to put up with trash like Venom again. When are they going to give me some real competition. How many times do I have to beat him before they let me fight someone else. It's driving me crazy. It's putting me in an unstable situation. So I have yet again perpared another entry for all of you to observe and disect. I know I confuse you all but it's only because your minds are to simple not evoled enough to understand my veiws. Your judgedment is clouded with thoughts of nothing but your weak selfs. So everyone pay attention to what I have.
Shockwave opens a letter and pulls out a peice of paper as the screen goes black and white. The screen becomes fuzzy with static breaking the silence. Shockwave voice then echos in the background.
Patient, just as I am
As always
Watch the time go by
Nothing left to pass by
The minutes follow me
Drunken little people
Work away at me
Why, wont the leave me
Leave me alone
When I don't even want me
Want me
I have to
Kill the words
Before they
Form a sentence
A sentence that is me
Just like clothes to carry
The patient sets in cradled love
That doesn't even strengthen
Why wont they leave me
Leave me alone
When I don't even want me
Want me
The patient mental sits and stands
And I don't mind
And I keep
Screaming stay back
Why won't they leave him
Leave him alone
The passive smeared ritual
Driven by your worship
The hate driven in me
They have to
Kill the meal
Before they
Can consume
Consume my inner peace
With out the understanding
Trapped inside the words
The hands are moving me
The patient mental sits and stands
And I don't mind
And I keep
Screaming, stay back
Why wont the leave him
Leave him alone
The passive smeared ritual
Driven by your worship
The hate driven in me
Release me
Let me go
Why do they observe me
There's nothing here to cure
I can see the silhouettes
That's hid behind the mirror
I'm just like a clock upon the wall
Always moving but never going anywhere
The patient mental sits and stands
And I don't mind
And I keep
Screaming stay back
Why wont the leave him
Leave him alone
The patient mental sits and stands
And I don't like what's happening
screaming stay back
The passive smeared ritual
Driven by your worship
the hate driven in me
Just as Shockwave finished his little peom, the door comes flying open and in barges none other then Venom. Venom is furious and rushes at Shockwave. Shockwave stands up as Venom throws the table across the room and goes to attack Shockwave but stops nose to nose with him.
Venom: Shockwave these damn games your playing are going to stop. I've had enough of your little peoms and tonight i'm going to put a stop to it. Tonight I want your ass in the ring so I can prove to everyone that the only reason you actually beat me is because of a bit of luck on your side that's all.
Shockwave: Pfff. Go on Venom i'm sick of beating your ass night in night out. I want some real competition and well your not it.
Venom: I'll show you competition tonight you bastard. I was hoping to end up on different shows but now that I think about it. It's going to be fun having you on the same show so I can kick your ass and prove that I am the better man and that the only reason you follow me around from fed to fed is because your hoping that your time will come to be in the spotlight. But not while i'm here. Tonight your going to be the prey and i'm going to be the hunter and Shockwave you will feel the wrath of my bite.
Venom is then about to attack Shockwave when he is grabbed from behind by security.
Venom: Your luck is running out Shockwave.
Then all of a sudden the owner of the show Michael Rhoades walks in the room.
Rhoades: Listen you guys, I won't be having chaos breaking out all over the place! You won't ruin this historic night by beating the hell out of each other backstage and ruining the match that I've booked for later tonight. You're to take care of business in the ring. Nowhere else! Understood?
Both men just stare at each other
Rhoades: I said, is that understood?!
The two superstars nod. Michael Rhoades begins to walk away and then stops and turns around
Rhoades: Actually, now that I think about it. Rather than a one on one match tonight, you two will be participating in Tag Team competition. You're up next so I suggest you both find a partner fast. Good luck to both of you.
Michael Rhoades then walks away as the cameras fade out
The scene opens up to Sandstorm standing next to his long-time interview Ted Tedison. Sandstorm is wearing his new t-shirt as well as his trademark black track pants with the two yellow stripes down the sides. Besides the the shirt, Sandstorm looks different, almost as if he has experienced a total brain shift and is now thinkly completely different than the way he once did. Tedison cues for the camera to start rolling, and then gets the microphone ready by flipping the switch and turning it on.
Tedison: Well Sandstorm, here we are, a new era for the PWF, and more importantly, a new era for the Rage of the Sahara. What do you plan to do differently in this new beginning, if anything?
Sandstorm takes a few seconds to contemplate the idea of the new era for himself, then answers Tedison's question.
Sandstorm: Ted, this past year and a half or so of my PWF employment has no doubt been an interesting one, and I am still not finished reflecting upon it. From the moment I stepped into the ring for my debut match against SyKo, to the moment Golgotha turned on me and destroyed the Methods of Mayhem, I have not changed a single bit. Golgotha may have believed that having the United States Title changed me, but I can tell you right here right now, that he was wrong. I know that in my heart. But ever since the roster split, I have really been thinking. Thinking about my past, future, and all of the things which helped in my trip to the U.S. Title match at Rumble in the Bronx. There are many things I could say, but what stood out the most, are the things which did not. Namingly, Superstar Davey K.
The fans in the arena erupt in a chorus of chants for everyone's favourite "Superstar". Sandstorm has a look of somewhat disgust on his face, and grudgingly waits for the fans to quiet down.
Tedison: What about Davey K, Sandstorm? Can you shed some light into that statement for us?
Sandstorm: Certainly Ted, just for the unintelligent. You know what, let's recap this in video form. Roll it.
The titantron lights up with highlights from RitB: Meanwhile, Sandstorm is now attempting to climb up the ladder. Davey realises what he is doing and starts to climb the ladder from the opposite side. Sandstorm gets to the top first, and reaches up, trying to grab the belt, but Davey then connects with a right hand and Sandstorm almost falls off the ladder. Davey tries to grab the belt, but then Sandstorm lashes out with a right hand. Davey is coming back with a right hand of his own when Sabre and Golgotha both push the Ladder over, obviously having recovered their wounds sufficiently to be on their feet. Sandstorm loses his grip on the ladder and ends up being crotched on the top rope, while Davey hangs on until the last possible moment, whereupon he is thrown to the outside, landing with a sick thud in the aisle. Slowly followed by Sandstorm, who topples off the top rope to the outside.
Sandstorm: Look at that! If Davey K hadn't of interfered at that moment, I would have had enough time to grab the belt and claim the match. But no, he always has to be the center of attention, and I'm damn sick of it! That's not all though.
The titantron lights up again: Davey K is struggling to his feet on the outside, so Sandstorm decides to take his chances climbing the Ladder. Sandstorm gets to the top of the ladder and reaches up for the US Title, but he can't quite reach it, so he climbs up further and stretches. Davey K is leaning on the apron, as soon as he sees where Sandstorm is, he comes to life and quickly rolls back into the ring. He heads over to the ladder and shakes it, Sandstorm isn't expecting it and loses his footing and hurtles towards the canvas, landing with an evil thud on the canvas.
Sandstorm: Again! I hope you realize Davey, that when you did that to me, you sealed the match in Sabre's favour. That idiotic move on your part cost us both the match, just so you could feed your damn ego! Like it isn't big enough already! Well Davey, you've had your moment in the spotlight long enough, and knowing that your too damn stubborn to gracefully step down, I'll just have to assist you along the way! This interview is over!
Sandstorm shoves Tedison aside and heads to his locker room. As he turns the corner, a hand reaches out and passes him a note. Sandstorm looks at it as the camera fades out to commercial.
Stanyer: Welcome back everyone, it looks like Venom & Shockwave have had a busy 5 minutes, they've had to find a tag team partner for this next match.
Poppa: From what I've been told, they've both chosen two of the biggest stars in the PWF.
Stanyer: I'm being told the same things, this should be an excellent match.
Smoke fills the entrance way as Falling Apart by TRUST Company plays over the speakers. The arena goes black for about 3 seconds and then awoken by a loud explosion of fire. As Shockwave makes his way to the ring followed by his manager Jonathan Brooks. red lighs ficker on and off through out the arena. Shockwave then slides slowly under the bottom rope and takes his place in the center and looks up into the entrance way awaiting the arival of his opponent.
James: Introducing from Edmunton, Alberta, weighing 283lbs. SHOCKWAVE!!!!
The lights dim in the arena and the fans start to wonder who will be coming through the curtain. Yellow, and black lasers shoot down towards the stage and smoke enclouds the rampway. The titantron lights up with the name "Sandstorm" on it in sand. A huge gust of wind can be heard and the name on the titantron blows away. All of a sudden, "Shutdown" by Pitchshifter erupts over the P.A system and the fans start to cheer. Sandstorm suddenly emerges from the smoke and struts down to the ring, slapping the fans' hands on his way. He enters the ring and does his signature taunt. The music cuts off, and the lights turn on. Sandstorm waits in the ring for his unlucky foe to make his presence felt.
James: Introducing from Thunder Bay, Ontario, Canada, weighing 266lbs, the PWF United States Champion and The Rage of the Sahara, SANDSTORM Crowd Cheers
All of a sudden the arena darken and the sound of hissing snakes can be heard throughout the building. Then green lights start to flicker and "Drag you Down" by Finger Eleven hits and out walks Venom from behind the curtain. Venom makes his way to the ring taunting the crowd. Venom then slides in under the bottom rope and begins to taunt the crowd again as the crowd boos.
James: Introducing from Death Valley, California, weighing 297lbs, VENOM!!!.
The arena blackens and the opening cords of "Debonaire" by Dope are guitarred, breaking the silence of the crowd. On the UltraTron, a scene of mass destruction appears with three distant objects violently stampeding toward screen. They loop out of view, then consecutively RECOGNIZE.. OR.. REALIZE stamp the screen in dripping blood words, making them appear to shatter through glass when they collide with it, keying silver explosions (representing the glass) to reach the rafters from the stage with each of the 3! The music is now at full intensity and the arena lights begin to flicker in a red fiasco. The crowd is going wild and then explodes into a huge pop when the curtain moves aside and His Massacreness steps out on the stage and swaggers down to ringside, occasionally hi-fiving a fan along the way. He climbs up on the apron on the outside and poses (like Ken Shamrock) revealing his buff physique, then appearing to snap and his inner-aggression overtakes him while he is being introduced..
James: "Making his way to the ring, hailing from Boston, Massachusetts, and weighing in at 292 pounds; He is "The REAL Boston Massacre" ... HOMICIDE!!!"
Report: Venom wants to start the match with Shockwave, but he is waiting on the apron, it is Sandstorm who is ready to start the match. Venom charges at Shockwave, but he drops off the apron to avoid the attack. As Venom gives him some trash talk, Sandstorm clubs him across the back. Sandstorm spins him around and pushes him into the corner. He follows in with a quick volley of right hands and then pulls the stunned Venom out of the corner and whips him into the ropes. Sandstorm crashes into Venom with a hard Reverse Elbow and spins away. Venom clutches his face as he slowly gets to his feet. Sandstorm gives him a hard knee to the gut and then takes him over to Shockwave and makes the tag. Shockwave comes in and gives Venom a hard punch to the kidneys. He shakes his fist as he whips Venom into the ropes with his other arm. Shockwave looks for a Back Body Drop, but Venom sees it a mile off and instantly clubs Shockwave across the back. Shockwave staggers back, trying to shake off the effects of the blow, but Venom doesn't give him time to recover, he just flattens him with a stiff clothesline. Venom then drops to his knees and cradles Shockwave's head, so he can pound it with vicious right hands. Venom delivers one last straight punch and then releases Shockwave, who rolls onto his stomach. Shockwave starts to get to his feet, Venom promptly helps him up and then gives him a hard knee to the gut before dragging him over to his corner. Venom gives Shockwave a 2nd knee to the gut and then tags in Homicide. The big man from Boston joins Venom and they lift him up for a huge Vertical Suplex. They leave him hanging for a few seconds then bring him down with a huge bump. Venom steps through the ropes as Homicide goes for an early cover. .1 ..2 . Shockwave kicks out. Homicide pulls Shockwave to his feet and then scoops the big man up onto his shoulder. He shows off his strength by carrying him around the ring for a moment and then brings him down with a hard Shoulder Slam. Homicide again goes for a cover. .1 2 Shockwave kicks out safely once again.
Poppa: Being in the ring with Homicide tonight is probably not a good idea.
Stanyer: He was not in a good mood after being eliminated from the Rumble, especially after losing to Jason Hunt. Nobody went within a hundred yards of him for the rest of the night.
Poppa: Sometimes it pays to be retired.
Stanyer: Yeah, you'd have been Paptized by now.
Poppa: What? This is an outrage!!! You can't say things like that about me!!!
Stanyer: It's true though.
Poppa: Yeah, your right
Homicide pulls Shockwave up to his feet and aggressively whips him into a neutral corner. He then follows in with a stiff clothesline, crushing him in the corner. Homicide then backs away, before charging in with a 2nd aggressive clothesline. Shockwave crumples to his knees holding his chest. Homicide pulls him up and then delivers an awesome overhand chop which sends Shockwave to his knees once again. Homicide pulls Shockwave up and then whips him into the ropes, where Sandstorm gets in a blind tag. Homicide then smashes Shockwave into the mat with an evil Spinebuster. As Homicide is on his knees, Sandstorm charges into the ring and connects with a Two-Footed Dropkick to Homicide's face. Homicide gets to his feet, shaking away the cobwebs. Sandstorm scores with a pair of right hands and then he whips Homicide towards the corner. The Boston Massacre is aware enough to reverse the irish whip and Sandstorm crashes into the corner. Homicide charges in, but Sandstorm gets his foot up and Homicide turns away holding his face. Sandstorm charges out and drives Homicide face first into the mat with a Facecrusher. Sandstorm rolls Homicide over and hooks the leg for a cover. ..1 .2 .. Homicide powers out. Sandstorm picks Homicide up and places him throat first on the middle rope. He then leans on Homicide and pulls the middle rope back to choke him. Referee Carlton Rock admonishes him and Sandstorm backs away, the referee moves between him and Homicide and continues to give Sandstorm an earbashing. Shockwave uses the distraction to drop to the floor and choke Homicide. He releases and then Sandstorm leaves the referee and charges at Homicide and jumps to crush him into the middle rope. Homicide bounces off and lands on the mat clutching his throat. Shockwave climbs to the apron, ignoring Carlton Rock's questions and then Sandstorm offers him a tag, which he gladly accepts. Shockwave immediately goes for a cover on Homicide. 1 2 .. Homicide kicks out. Shockwave pulls Homicide up and slides behind him. He then delivers a big German Suplex. Homicide surprisingly begins to struggle to his feet. Shockwave is awaiting him and then clatters into him with a Big Boot, knocking Homicide through the ropes to the floor. Shockwave then distracts the referee while Sandstorm gives Homicide a volley of right hands. Venom tries to get into the ring to go across to help his tag partner, but Carlton Rock intercepts him and blocks him off. Meanwhile, Sandstorm slams Homicide face first into the ring post, and then into the steel steps. Finally he rolls him back into the ring, just as Carlton Rock gets Venom to return to the apron. He spins around to see Shockwave covering Homicide, and he slides across the mat to make the count. .1 .2 .. Venom comes in to break up the count.
Stanyer: Is it me, or is Sandstorm really not himself these days?
Poppa: He hasn't been the same since Golgotha ended the Methods of Mayhem, but your right, since the Rumble, he's been acting very odd.
Stanyer: I suppose two heavy losses like that would affect anyone, I'm sure he'll recover with time.
Shockwave pulls Homicide up and then tags in Sandstorm, as Carlton Rock forces Venom out of the ring. Sandstorm gives Homicide a huge kick to the gut and smiles as he gives him three hard right hands. He then pushes Homicide into the corner and promptly lifts him onto the top turnbuckle. Sandstorm climbs up, looking for a Superplex, but Homicide gets in a blow to the gut and then pushes Sandstorm to the mat. He then climbs to his feet and dives off, driving his elbow into Sandstorm's chest. Both men then stay down.
Stanyer: Carlton Rock begins the mandatory 10 count as both men are down and out.
Poppa: Both men need to make a tag, and Venom can finally get his hands on Shockwave.
Slowly Sandstorm & Homicide crawl over to their corners. As the ref is counting 8, both man simultaneous tags. Venom storms into the ring and immediately knocks Shockwave down with a stiff clothesline. Sandstorm is up to his feet and weakly goes in for the attack, but Venom promptly flattens him with a clothesline. Shockwave is back up and Venom whips him into the ropes and then brings him down hard with a Tilt-a-Whirl Slam. Venom backs away and summons Shockwave to his feet, which he does, albeit groggily. Venom then hooks him up for a Sambo Suplex, but Sandstorm tries to break it up with blow to Venom's back. But almost immediately Homicide comes in and knocks Sandstorm out of the way, and out of the ring with a hard blow to the face. Homicide then follows Sandstorm out of the ring. Venom then delivers the Sambo Suplex to Shockwave and then goes for a cover. 1 2 Shockwave just kicks out. Venom pulls Shockwave up and batters him with hard left and right hands, putting Shockwave down with a vicious fury punch. Venom pulls Shockwave up, but gets caught with a low blow, which Carlton Rock unfortunately misses. Shockwave lifts Venom up for Shock Treatment (F-5), but Venom escapes around the back and then he grabs Shockwave with a Full Nelson and then slams him down with a Full Nelson Bomb. He covers. .1 2 3!!!! Just as Venom picks up the win, Homicide smashes Sandstorm into the steel steps. Venom leaves the ring and Carlton Rock follows them and raises both of their hands in victory.
Poppa: Venom picks up a measure of retribution for his defeat at the hands of Shockwave at the Rumble.
Stanyer: But one thing we can be certain of, things are not over between those two.
Poppa: I doubt they will ever sort things out between each other, but for now, the battle rages on.
The Scene cuts backstage as the camara focus's on Masta P walking down a corridor looking very pleased with himself. Ted Tedison then appears on camera.
Tedison: Masta P, I've just heard you have been to see Michael Rhoades.
Masta P: Well nothing gets past you does it Ted?
Tedison: I guess not.
Masta P: Well Ted your right, I have just had a very interesting meeting with Mr Rhoades, and I can tell you know that I am going to formally welcome Rex Idol to the PWF tonight.
Tedison: You mean with a small party or a few beers?
Masta P: Jeez Ted have you been chillin with the Water Guy or somthing? Michael Rhoades has granted the Match Masta P vs Rex Idol for the European title TONIGHT!
The Crowd cheer loudly at this annoncement
Tedison: Well you should have said that. "formally welcome" is a nice thing not a slang term for fight.
Masta P: DAMMIT Ted, it was a figure of speech.
Tedison: Well anyway, are you sure about this Rex Idol is or was the SEW World champion and your willing to defend the European title against him on his first night inb the PWF.
Masta P: First of all Ted, Shut UP! and second, This is the first night of a brand new Havoc, the jewel of the PWF's crown, the people want to see Masta P, the people want to see Gold on the line and wether its Rex IDOL, Rex Champion or even T-Rex, Masta P is going to give the people what they want.
Now at Rumble in the Bronx I proved to Austin Cain and I proved to the people and Hell I even proved to myself that I can be a champion. Because people doubted that I could and even i may hav even doubted that. So now i am the European Champion.
Masta P looks at the belt which is draped over his shoulder
Masta P: And now the beast is awoken and I will prove to everyone one and that includes punks like Rex Idol that I am going to be the European champiuon for a very long time.
Masta P turns and walks away as the camaras fade
Toby Benson is seen talking to the Gods of War as they wait for their interview. Alexander and Kull have the Undisputed Tag Titles draped over their respective shoulders. Both men are dressed in street clothing, Alexander in black jeans and a new "Gods of War.... Enough BullSh*t!" T-shirt and Kull is sporting his black workout pants and a Havoc brand T-Shirt. They camera man gets Benson's attention and tells him to start the interview.
Benson: Well first of I'd like to Congratulate you guys on your stunning victory at Rumble in the Bronx.
Kull: Thanks Toby.
Benson: Now with the Match that took place earlier, the Down Under Express are the #1 Contenders to your crown.
Alexander: We know, we watched the match. Toby you don't think we walk into a match blind do you? We watch countless hours of film we train for countless more, we know everything that our opponents gonna do even before they do.
Benson: So I take it your not worried, but what about DUX saying that you guys are a fluke and got lucky?
Kull: We say we played them perfectly, the whole world wrote us off when we had our asses handed to us by Jagged and Inmate before the Rumble, but did anyone ever stop to think that we let them?
Benson: You wanted to be the underdog?
Alexander: Exactly, If we came in one of the favorites we would have been the hunted, and quite frankly We wanted to be the Hunters. DUX was caught off guard and we used our advantage of knowing their every move effectively.
Benson: So you guys our students of the game. I must say that you shocked the world by winning the Undisputed Tag Team Titles and then you Alexander being one of the final four in the rumble.
Alexander: I must say that it was great to make it that far, but I don't care about that. As far as my career goes it's all Tag Team glory and that's all I want.
Benson: That's very admirable but you can't tell me that you've never considered wearing singles gold, especial since not only were you in the final four of the rumble but you were also one of 8 that went to the first PWF PPV in the World Title Tournament and losing to the eventual Champion.
Alexander: Benson I told you I don't care about singles gold, Kull could have gone just as far in both but the thing you've got to understand is the only reason I was in either one of those was because the front office decided to fill a slot with me.
Benson: Well that is an interesting thought, but Gentlemen it's time to get back to the ring, so now back to the action.
Benson turns back to the Gods of War and they shake hands as the camera cuts back to the announce table.
Stanyer: That's going to be a spectacular match at the PPV, Gods of War v Down Under Xpress, already I can't wait.
Poppa: Have they decided on a name for the PPV yet?
Stanyer: I hear they've picked the names out, but haven't decided on an order yet, I'm sure it'll be announced soon enough.
Poppa: I'm sure we'll be informed soon enough.
Stanyer: Anyway folks, it's time for our next contest, as the PWF's newest superstar, Rex Idol, makes his debut against the PWF European Champion, Masta P.
Credit: Brendan Seeley
Report: Idol and Masta P circle the ring as the bell is rung and then they soon lock up. Masta P powers Idol into a turnbuckle before assaulting him with right hands. Masta P then Irish whips the Paragon into the opposite turnbuckle, running after him and connecting with a strong elbow to the jaw. Masta P then puts he boots to Idol, slowly bringing him to his knees before taking a number of steps back. As Masta P charges in with a spear, Idol desperately rolls away and the big man misses its target. Idol takes the opportunity to roll up Masta P for a surprise count but the shoulder is raised just after the one count. Idol picks Masta P up, hitting some right hands but the larger man counters with a knee to the gut which doubles Idol over. Masta P then rebounds from the ropes with a neckbreaker, which snaps Idol to the mat. Masta P covers ..1 ..2 Idol gets his shoulder up. Masta P picks Idol up and whips him to the ropes but misses a clothesline on the rebound. Idol springs back hitting "The Rex Bomber"(Running Elbow Attack) which lands right in the face of P. Masta P hits the mat hard.
Poppa: Rex Idol showing that he still has it since his SEW days.
Stanyer: If Idol can take what Masta P dishes him, then he has my bet to win
Rex slowly moves to the downed P and drops a hard elbow to the knee joint, he raps his arm around the leg and puts P's leg in a Paint Brush hold. Masta P scrambles to the ropes and the ref releases the hold however the damage looks like it's been done, as Masta P has slight problems getting to his feet. Idol again spots the advantage, throwing Masta P into a corner and chopping away at his chest. Idol then begins hitting right hands before the ref pulls him out of the corner for brawling. Masta P pushes past the ref and levels Idol with a huge lariat. Masta P begins to man handle Idol, picking him up and taking him to a turnbuckle for the "Down and Out" (Powerbomb into turnbuckle) but Idol uses the last of his strength to reverse the trademark into a DDT, snapping Masta P's head directly onto the mat. Both men lie motionless and the ref begins counting away...
Stanyer: Amazing Match so far! This is a great one!
Poppa: Skillful reversal by Rex Idol, I can see how he became SEW's World Champion.
Idol slowly rises to his feet, quickly followed by Masta P. Masta P, the larger of the two, begins firing away with right hands but Idol blocks the punches before assaulting Masta P with his own right hands. Masta P reels back from the shots as Idol Irish whips him into the ropes before hitting a haymaker, which sends Masta P to the canvas. Idol then climbs the turnbuckle, signaling for an elbow drop before launching from the top. Idol takes flight high in the air, but Masta P rolls out of the way at the final second and Idol finds nothing but mat, slamming his arm straight onto the mat and then begins rolling around in pain. Masta P takes the advantage-sending Idol into the corner and attempts a body avalanche but gets a boot right in the face, which sends him to the mat hard. Idol climbs up the turnbuckle for the second time and this time signals for the "Idolbuster" (Buff Blockbuster). P gets to his feet slowly and soon gets leveled with the Idolbuster right to the mat. Idol gets to a knee and poses for a second and then makes the cover .1 2 ..3!!
Stanyer: Good win for Rex Idol on his PWF debut!
Poppa: An Impressive debut to say the least, good thing for Masta P that his European Title wasn't on the line, otherwise we'd be congratulating a brand new champion.
Stanyer: If Rex Idol continues to perform as he did in SEW, then we are in for a treat.
We return to the backstage area, Rex Idol is walking through the back, a few of the staff are congratulating him on his win, some fans ask for his autograph.
Poppa: Rex Idol looks happy with his win.
Stanyer: Looks like there are a few people in the back who are glad to see him in the PWF. I am most definitely one of them, Rex is a hell of a talent.
Suddenly, Rex Idol is jumped from behind by Masta P. The big man aggressively beats down Rex Idol with hard right hands. He drags the Paragon to his feet and then throws him into the wall. Security then rushes in and pulls Masta P away, the camera closes in on the face of the now unconcious Rex Idol, as various people rush to check on his condition.
Stanyer: What the hell did Masta P do that for?
Poppa: He was obviously not happy with the loss, and he wanted to make sure Rex Idol understood his feelings. Of course, there are better ways to go about it, but that's Masta P for ya.
Stanyer: Well, I guess we'll have to wait and see on this subject, it's now time for tonights big main event, as "Superstar" Davey K takes on Antonio Gambino for the PWF World Title. This one should be spectacular folks.
Credit: Suicide
Before "Fear" by Disturbed begins, everywhere goes dark, and then purple and blue lights flicker and then go all around, then focus on the entrance where Davey K is about to enter. The minute it focuses on the entrance, the music begins.
The Video is of Superstar Davey K, dancing with many attractive women on a beach and then in his variety of cars eg BMW etc. The camera zooms into the numberplate which reads "SUPERSTAR 1". Davey K can be seen driving the car with his customary expensive jewellery and designer silk shirts. The camera then focuses on Davey K standing next to his car as many bikini wearing women wash it, and Davey stands looking on with an American Football Shirt, with his name on the back that reads "Davey K - no.69". The Video goes on to show Davey in various expensive clubs.
Superstar Davey K walks down the aisle very confidentally with a smug look on his face. He will come down dressed and have his wrestling gear underneath. His dress is either American Football Jerseys, baggy trousers and trainers if he is to wrestle. If he is out to cut a promo then he will be dressed smartly, wearing an open slik shirt, revealing jewellery. Davey K will stop every so often to look at a member of the crowd and show them the rings on his finger. All the time he will be nodding his head to the music on the speakers. When he gets to the ring he will walk up the steps, and enter the ring by going through the middle ropes. He immediatley goes to the turnbuckle and stands with his arms stretched open, nodding to the music, pointing at his chest and mouthing "Who's the superstar Baby?", "Yeah, show me the money!".
James: And his opponent, from Los Angeles, California, weighing 266lbs, "SUPERSTAR" DAVEY K
The arena lights dim as "I Stand Alone" by Godsmack blares through the sound system. The Gambino logo flashes across the tron screen, as various highlights from Gambino's career are shown. Red lights flash throughout the arena, creating a strobe light effect. More red lights shine upon the stage, near the entrance area. A spot light aims towards the entrance, as Gambino steps forward onto the stage and into the light. He walks further onto the stage, stopping at the top of the ramp. He raises his arms in the air as if to celebrate, then makes his way down the ramp. Once he reaches the ring, he climbs in and walks to a corner. He climbs the turnbuckle and looks out over the crowd as he once again raises his arms to the air. He then climbs down from the turnbuckle and awaits the beginning of the match.
James: Introducing, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing 245lbs, ANTONIO GAMBINO
Report: Davey and Gambino circle around the ring, then they tie up. Gambino gets the upper hand and whips Davey into the ropes. He picks him up and slams him with a spinebuster. Davey reaches for his back, but Gambino is quick to mount and starts punching. After 5 punches Gambino gets to his feet dragging Davey with him. Davey punches Gambino in the kidneys. Gambino grimaces but doesn't release. Davey nails him again, and Gambino lets go. Davey runs against the ropes and hits a clothesline, knocking Gambino off of his feet. Gambino, however quickly gets back to his feet, and they tie up again. This time Davey blocks a hip toss and nails a powerslam. He grabs Gambino by his hair and pulls him to his feet. He punches Gambino in the temple and then follows it up with a ddt. He covers Gambino. ..1
Stanyer: "Come on. Way too early Davey."
Poppa: "It's better to try too early than not at all against Gambino."
Gambino rolls out from underneath Davey and pulls himself to his feet. Davey walks over to Gambino and swings, but Gambino blocks it and punches knocking Davey backward. He grabs Davey by the hair and nails a hard forearm across the shoulders. Gambino whips him into the corner. He charges at Davey and hits a running clothesline in the corner. Davey falls out of the corner, but Gambino pushes him back in. He chops Davey across the chest, and Davey bends over. Gambino nails a forearm to the back, then he pushes him back into the corner. He climbs up on to the middle turnbuckle and punches Davey. 1 2 3 4 5 6 But before he can hit any more Davey picks Gambino off the turnbuckle and hits a sky high. Both men are down the ref starts his 10 count. 1 2 3 4 Gambino starts to crawl over to the corner as Davey makes it to his feet. He walks over to Gambino and stomps him. Gambino rolls out of the ring before he gets hit again to avoid another shot. Davey is quick to follow however and does not want to give the champ a break. He rolls Gambino back into the ring and dives in after him. Gambino rolls to his feet, and turns to face Davey. Davey runs at him but Gambino hits a Mafia Kick (Rikishi Sidekick) knocking Davey right back out of the ring.
Poppa: "Davey hit hard on that one."
Stanyer: "It looked like he hit his back on the corner of the ring."
Gambino goes right back out of the ring to follow his opponent. The ref starts to count. 1 2 3 Gambino picks Davey up and drops him throat first over the barricade. 4 5 6 Gambino rolls back into the ring to break up the count. Davey slowly gets back to his feet and rolls in the ring at a 5 count. Gambino stomps him as soon as he rolls into the ring. He drops an elbow to the back of Davey's head. Gambino rolls him over and covers him. ..1 2 Davey easily kicks out. Gambino forearms Davey in the side of the head, and then he grinds his forearm across the bridge of Davey's nose. Gambino pulls Davey to his feet and hits a snap suplex. Gambino quickly locks in an arm bar on Davey. Davey slaps Gambino trying to get him to release the hold. Gambino wrenches back on the elbow making Davey scream in pain. Davey slowly rolls onto his knees and picks Gambino, who still has the hold locked in, up into the air. He slams Gambino to the mat. Davey falls to the mat as that move took a lot out of him. Davey and Gambino make it to their feet at about the same time. Gambino runs at him, but Davey ducks the clothesline. Gambino bounces off the ropes and Davey hits a right hand to Gambino. Gambino staggers back and charges again, but this time Davey does a drop toe hold. He climbs on Gambino's back and locks in a rear naked choke. Gambino reaches out for the ropes but is the middle of the ring. Davey tightens the hold cutting of the air supply to Davey slaps Gambino trying to get him to release the hold. Gambino wrenches back on the elbow making Davey scream in pain. Davey slowly rolls onto his knees and picks Gambino, who still has the hold locked in, up into the air. He slams Gambino to the mat. Davey falls to the mat as that move took a lot out of him. Davey and Gambino make it to their feet at about the same time. Gambino runs at him, but Davey ducks the clothesline. Gambino bounces off the ropes and Davey hits a right hand to Gambino. Gambino staggers back and charges again, but this time Davey does a drop toe hold. He climbs on Gambino's back and locks in a rear naked choke. Gambino reaches out for the ropes but is the middle of the ring. Davey tightens the hold cutting Gambino. Slowly Gambino crawls across the ground dragging Davey with him. He reaches out and finally reaches the ropes. Davey rolls off of Gambino and gets to his feet. He pulls Gambino up by his hair and sets him up for a brainbuster. He picks Gambino up and drops him on his head. ..1 ..2 Kick out.
Poppa: "Gambino barely kicked out there."
Stanyer: "We almost had a new champion."
Davey gets to his feet then pulls Gambino up with him. He grabs Gambino from behind. He lifts him for a german suplex, but Gabino blocks it. He then nails Davey with a mule kick behind the ref's back. Gambino picks Davey up and sets him up for a piledriver. He picks him up and plants him with a stalling piledriver. He covers Davey. ..1 .2 Davey gets the shoulder up. Gambino pulls Davey up and nails a underhook backbreaker. A cocky smile crosses the face of the champ as he goes for the cover. ..1 2 Davey gets the shoulder up again. Gambino can't believe it. He stomps on Davey's head. Gambino then signals for the end, and locks in the Gangsta Stretch. The ref goes to check on Davey, who is writhing in pain. Gambino leans back putting more pressure on the back of Davey. Davey reaches out for the ropes. Slowly he makes his way to the ropes. Gambino drags Davey back to the center of the ring, and sits back down. Davey reaches up and pulls on Gambino's hair. Gambino let's go of the hold and punches Davey hard in the kidneys. Gambino picks Davey to his feet. He sets him up for In Harm's Way (Sambo Suplex), but Davey kicks Gambino in the gut and nails the Superstar Slam (Pedigree). Both men are out as Davey hit a desperation move there. Davey slowly gets to his feet when he is blindsided by Sandstorm. The ref calls for the bell as Sandstorm continues his assault. He whips Davey into the ropes and nails a powerslam. Sandstorm picks Davey up to his feet and nails him with the Mirage.
Stanyer: What the hell is Sandstorm doing???
Poppa: I don't mean to state the obvious, but I think he's beating the shit out of Davey K.
Stanyer: But why?
Poppa: We are not to reason why, but to do and die. No wait, that doesn't work here let me try again
Stanyer: I don't think Gambino is too happy with Sandstorm, even if he has picked up the win by DQ.
Sandstorm is laying into Davey K with stomps to the chest and face when Gambino pushes him away. Angry words are exchanged between the two, and there is a lot of arm waving. Finally Gambino turns away and gesticulates to say that he's had enough. He then leaves the ring, collecting his World Title and heads off up the ramp.
Stanyer: Gambino not happy at all with Sandstorm's actions. He wanted a good clean fight with Davey K, and quite simply, he hasn't got it.
Poppa: Looks like Sandstorm doesn't care what Gambino wants, he's more interested in what he wants, and that is to beat the living hell out of Davey K.
Sandstorm has a steel chair and delivers two violent shots to Davey's chest. He then slams the chair down and pulls Davey up to his feet. He points at the chair and then delivers The Mirage (Cradle DDT) directly onto the steel chair. The crowd cringes as Davey's head crashes into the steel of the chair. Boos rain around the arena, all directed at Sandstorm.
Poppa: If there was a popularity contest right now, My money would be on whoever is against Sandstorm.
Stanyer: I know Sandstorm was unhappy with losing the US Title match at the PPV, but to blame just Davey K is taking it to the extreme, he was not the only man in that match.
Poppa: We can debate it all day, but it seems that Sandstorm has already made up his mind, and he's making his feelings on the matter 100% clear.
Stanyer: Well I guess we'll have to wait until next week for an explanation, as we are running out of time. I hope you've enjoyed this first show of the new era of the PWF, thank you for watching and
Just as Stanyer is about to close out the show, the camera suddenly cuts to the backstage, it appears as though we are watching from a hidden camera, as the picture is black and white, and is completely stationary. Suddenly the door is slammed open, and in walks the PWF World Champion. Our attention is drawn to a small table in the middle of the room, where a large brown envelope is sitting in the middle.
Poppa: What's going on?
Stanyer: I've no idea, I was told we were out of time, I guess we're running over.
Gambino's anger dissipates for a moment as he picks up the envelope. He examines it curiously and then opens it up and pulls out the contents, an unmarked VHS tape. Gambino walks over towards the camera, which appears to be right next to the TV. He goes off camera as he puts the tape into his video player. He then takes a seat just in front of the TV, we can clearly see Gambino's face.
Poppa: I can't see what's on the tape?
Gambino eyes suddenly widen, and we hear a door slam open. We hear a loud thud, followed by a yell from someone, then silence. Gambino's surprise turns to rage and he suddenly kicks the TV over, and our camera feed cuts out.
Poppa: What was on the tape!!!!
Stanyer: We're out of time!!!
The camera fades out to the PWF logo.
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