SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 11, 2006 * NEW ORLEANS ARENA * NEW ORLEANS, LOUISIANA

The FBI warning flashes onto the screen, before fading into a video that highlights the Lethal Lottery, which will take place tonight. As the video package concludes, "Temptation" by The Tea Party hits and we are taken inside The New Orleans Arena in New Orleans, Louisiana, where we catch sight of an impressive new set, with a casino theme, featuring images of playing cards, slot machines, and dice spread out through an illuminant set, the word “Temptation” written in neon lights, bridging the two sets. Then, we are treated to a tremendous display of pyrotechnics, with fireworks streaming from out of the top of the set!  As the exhibition concludes, we are taken to our commentators, Victor Troy and Scott Hosemann!

Troy: Welcome everyone to PWA Temptation! I’m Victor Troy, alongside Superstar Scott Hosemann and the time has come. It’s the most unpredictable night of the year; it’s the night of The Lethal Lottery!

Hosemann: Talk about unpredictable Vic! All we know is that one out of 24 men will compete for the right to face Jackie Baccaro for the PWA World Heavyweight Title here tonight!

Troy: The title has not changed hands at a Temptation event before, but tonight could be the night that history is changed. We’re also going to see Morgan Day put the Women’s gold on the line against Keiko Ishida and Dee Licious in a triple threat match!

Hosemann: Dee is the wild card there. I wouldn’t be the least bit shocked to see a new champion crowned tonight, especially after Morgan took The Baccaro Bomb last week on Frequency.

Troy: That’s an entirely different story, but on a very serious note, I’m extremely happy and proud to say that we are the first company to hold an event inside this historic New Orleans Arena and this area of The Big Easy since Hurricane Katrina ravaged this city last August.

Hosemann: That was the most devastating natural disaster that I have ever seen, and the entire Gulf Coast, the United States, the entire globe was affected by it. But after all of the rescue and funding efforts, we have been brought back to this great city, ready to entertain this sold out crowd. They might not have gotten good memories of this setting a few months ago, but they will leave here with some tonight. Guaranteed.

Troy: Well with that said, let’s get this show on the road. It’s Temptation; it’s New Orleans, and its time for our first Lethal Lottery match!

The commentators are interrupted as the lights dim down and "Hey You" by Simon Says explodes onto the speakers. The first Lethal Lottery entrant arrives in the form of Greg Tantalus and the crowd is already in a frenzy as he makes his entrance.

Troy: What a start we're getting off to here! Greg Tantalus has been viewed as a favorite here tonight.

Hosemann: It's hard to say that though. Neither he nor anyone else knows who his partner will be yet. Remember, the team has to get this tag team win first before they can think about the battle royal or title shot.

Tantalus enters the ring and climbs up on the turnbuckles, soaking up the adulation of the crowd until Mozart's "Marriage of Figaro" begins to play. Tantalus throws his hands into the air in disbelief as the next man to walk out is Dexter P. Wellington, followed closely by Winston.

Hosemann: And how about this now?

Troy: Wellington and Tantalus?! These two surely don't like each other, but what choice do they have? They've gotta team up!

Wellington enters and the ring and disrobes before removing the Progressive Title belt from his waist and scoffing at his partner this evening. As they trade words, Sepultura's "We Who Are Not As Others" begins to play for the entrance of their first opponent, The Army of The Damned's Reaper. Reaper calmly walks to the ring without much fanfare as "Smash Sumthin" by Redman and Adam F. brings out his partner, Infernus.

Troy: And our first matchup is going to pit Greg Tantalus and Dexter P. Wellington against Infernus and Reaper!

Hosemann: And I'm leaning towards Reaper and Infernus actually Vic. They're former stablemates in TFU some time ago, and both have held multiple tag team championships. If Tantalus and Wellington don't get on the same page, their nights will end very early here.

* LETHAL LOTTERY TAG TEAM MATCH: GREG TANTALUS & PWA PROGRESSIVE CHAMPION DEXTER P. WELLINGTON VS. INFERNUS & REAPER *
Referee: Tom Stevens

Infernus climbs into the ring and immediately demands to start things off against Tantalus. The former stablemates lock up in the middle of the ring and Tantalus grabs the youngster in a side headlock. Infernus backs him up to the ropes and tries to shove him off, but Tantalus maintains his grip and stops short before digging his knuckle into Infernus' cranium to the crowd's delight!

Hosemann: He's giving him a noogie!

The fiery Infernus goes right after Tantalus, who suckers him in and takes him over with an armdrag takedown. Tantalus is in the middle of cinching in an armbar when Wellington slaps him in the back for a tag. Tantalus is forced to release the hold and Infernus retreats to his corner to bring in Reaper.

Troy: What did Dex do that for?

Hosemann: Maybe he think he can do a better job, but they can't let egos get in the way here.

Tantalus gets in his partner's face and they trade more verbal shots until Reaper runs up and delivers a physical one to Wellington's back. Reaper lands another clubbing blow before lifting Wellington up and dropping him down with a belly to back suplex. Reaper covers for a two count and Wellington kicks out.

Reaper gets Wellington off the mat and slings him into a corner. He charges at him, but gets a boot to the face for his troubles. Wellington runs out after him, but Reaper turns around and drops him with a terribly hard clothesline! Reaper hooks a leg and covers once more for one...two...and Tantalus makes the save for the Progressive Champ with a stomp to Reaper's back.

Troy: You know Greg had to hate doing that.

Hosemann: Yeah, but he wants a title shot much, much more.

Reaper gets up and shakes off Infernus' signal for a tag, instead opting to give a big forearm shiver to Wellington before Irish whipping him. Wellington bounces off the ropes and finds Reaper's head ducked down for a back body drop, so he quickly reverses it and snaps him down with a spinning neckbreaker. He signals for his patented kneedrop to the head, but once he hits the ropes, Tantalus slaps him hard in the back for a tag!

Tantalus enters the ring and Wellington begins to jaw with him near their corner. Senior referee Tom Stevens makes Wellington exit the ring, and Tantalus goes back to work on Reaper. He lifts him up, but Reaper punches him in the midsection and stuns him with a big right hand to the face.

An Irish whip follows and Reaper catches Tantalus with a kick to the gut on his return. He then lifts up The Smooth One for an atomic drop, but Tantalus floats over and lands behind Reaper. He delivers a running knee smash to the back, sending Reaper into Infernus. Infernus stumbles down to the arena floor and Tantalus hooks Reaper up by the arms before lifting him and dropping him square on his skull with The G-Spot! Tantalus covers for one...two...and three!

Troy: And that's it! The G-Spot has moved Greg Tantalus and Dexter P. Wellington into the battle royal.

Hosemann: They almost self-destructed there, but both are going to be forces to be reckoned with when it comes down to the final twelve.

* WINNERS VIA PINFALL: GREG TANTALUS & DEXTER P. WELLINGTON *

A graphic appears on the screen, showing images of Wellington and Tantalus along with ten empty spots next to them for the battle royal tonight. As "Hey You" replays, Wellington grabs his belt and exits with his head held high while Tantalus' arm is raised. The shot cuts backstage after that to the interview area, where Nick Cade is next to Scythe.

Cade: Scythe, tonight you will have your chance to enter The Lethal Lottery and perhaps go on to face Jackie Baccaro for the World Heavyweight Championship. You could team with just about anyone tonight, even your nemesis GI Jew. What are your thoughts?

Scythe: On this night Nick, I've been trying to not worry about who my teammate will be. I figure as long as I do what I do best, I will be in the battle royal and I will earn my title shot. After the last match, I now have a total of 19 guys that I could team with. With odds like that, I'm confident that I won't have to team up with that lowbrow peon GI Jew. Nothing could be worse than that for me.

Just as Scythe says this, Bishop Cross emerges with a smirk on his face.

Cross: I couldn't have said that any better myself, old pal. My match is next, maybe I'll see you out there.

Cross continues to walk out of the scene for his match as Scythe looks on in disbelief.

As Cross and Phoenix leave, we head backstage to the dressing room of The Legacy, where Tracie Reed is with the five young superstars, and their manager, Justin Schenck.

Reed: Justin, you are wearing a huge grin this evening, and I think I know why. Even though Infernus was eliminated earlier, you still have three men involved in tonight's Lethal Lottery. That is nearly 18 percent of the remaining field.

Schenck: Well done Tracie. I never thought you would be the type to count past 13, unless you were counting the number of guys you took under the bleachers on prom night. But anyway, yes you are right Tracie. The magic number for The Legacy tonight is three. It should be four, and we have Reaper to thank for that, but nevertheless, the numbers are in our favor. And when the numbers dwindle to 12 men in a battle royal, that percentage grows. We have three chances, and we don't care whether its The Alpha, The Omega, or Hollywood himself, The Legacy will somehow leave victorious tonight.

Reed: And speaking of Hollywood, Mike Griffin, you also appear happy. How can you be smiling on a night of such uncertainty?

Griffin: That's where you're wrong Tracie. Sure, I might not know who my partner is tonight, but it really makes no different. Because you know what is certain Tracie? The fact that this, this is my town!

Reed: Your town?

Griffin: Of course. Yeah, I might keep my summer homes in Hollywood, but does the date of August 9th, 2003 sound familiar?

Reed: Well...

Griffin: It should. Because it was on that night right across the street at The Superdome, where I pinned Jason Calysto to become the PWA World Heavyweight Champion for the first time. That was the most special night of my career, and it happened right here in New Orleans.

Reed: And that is why this is your town?

Griffin: Of course! Who has been more successful here than Hollywood? Nobody. And on this night, history will repeat itself when I win the Lethal Lottery and defeat Jackie Baccaro to take home the gold for the third time. No offense guys.

Beovich and Price nod in agreement, supporting Griffin as Reed just walks out of the room and the shot cuts to the interview area, where Nick Cade is with Walter Gindin, Jonathan Brett and Solomon.

Cade: Guys, you saw what The Legacy had to say, and Walter, you must be feeling a similar sentiment tonight.

Gindin: I am Nick. Just look at what Gindin and Associates can produce tonight. Sure, The Legacy has their three guys involved still, but look at this tandem. They don't have anything to match the caliber of Solomon and Jonathan Brett here. After they win, they will easily be the biggest two men involved in the battle royal tonight.

Cade: But what if they are chosen to be on opposite teams against each other?

Gindin: What?! That cannot happen!

Solomon: (Grabbing the mic) If we're on different teams....I'll just do what I have to do. Like I've said before, nobody will stop me from taking my title back tonight. Nobody!

Solomon jams the mic back into Cade's chest before storming off the set, leaving Gindin and Brett with a perplexed look on their faces as he does so.

"Dance of the Warrior" suddenly plays on the speakers and a mixed reaction from the audience greets Soaring Phoenix. The mysterious Navajo Native American slowly marches down the ramp as the crowd gazes upon his stone face. He offers no reaction to them, and his expression does not change when he steps into the ring. A few moments after his music cuts out, the "Phantom of the Opera Overture" by Andrew Lloyd Weber hauntingly plays and the lights dim as Bishop Cross arrives to a wave of boos. Phoenix shows no emotion as he stares at his partner for the upcoming match. Cross reacts in the same manner, and merely steps into the ring and stares a hole through Phoenix.

Troy: What do you think about this pairing, Scott?

Hosemann: Well, Phoenix and Bishop Cross haven't met in singles competition, so they probably don't know each other's styles very well. We'll get to see how well they'll work together.

The two warriors glance at each other for several moments, until "Stockholm Syndrome" by Muse suddenly plays, bringing out a rising star in John Wolfe! Cheers flood from the arena as Wolfe marches down the ramp, locking eyes with Phoenix, who appears pleased at his sudden arrival. Cross is indifferent, of course. As Wolfe remains at the bottom of the ramp, Sevendust's "Black" explodes onto the speakers and a wave of cheers rushes to greet Paul Dawkins! The Tag Team Champ walks onto the platform to a huge ovation as he acknowledges the crowd. He goes to tag the hands of fans while marching down the ramp. Once he makes it to the bottom, Dawkins and Wolfe nod to each other before the Tag Champ drops the belt and both men swarm the ring and take it to Cross and Phoenix!

Troy: The match is underway and the fans are loving it!

* LETHAL LOTTERY TAG TEAM MATCH: BISHOP CROSS & SOARING PHOENIX VS. JOHN WOLFE & PWA TAG TEAM CHAMPION PAUL DAWKINS *
Referee: Dan Martin

An utter brawl between the teams erupts as the fans cheer wildly. Wolfe and Phoenix tear into each other at the delight of the crowd, leaving Cross and Dawkins to battle it out amongst themselves. The referee manages to get in between Cross and Dawkins though, forcing them to leaving the ring as Wolfe and Phoenix remain inside to officially start the match. Phoenix violently whips Wolfe into a solitary corner and begins working over him with stiff rights and lefts to the midsection.  Wolfe battles back though and delivers a slew of fists himself! As Phoenix tries to block the attacks, Wolfe throws him into the corner! As Phoenix stumbles back, Wolfe wraps both arms around him and pulls off a devastating german suplex! Phoenix writhes on the mat momentarily. Wolfe lifts the newcomer off the mat and holds him in a headlock.

Troy: Wearing down the opponent is always a good strategy.

Hosemann: And sometimes, that's what these matches are all about. If you go into a match with a good strategy, you may have the advantage in your favor.

Troy: But the Lethal Lottery makes it so that the competitors can't have a solid strategy.

Hosemann: True, but a general one is helpful.

Phoenix spends several moments in the hold, but he refuses to give him. Mixed reactions emit from the crowd, until Phoenix begins to pound several arrows into Wolfe's stomach! This forces him to release the hold, allowing Phoenix to quickly regain his vertical base and plow Wolfe down with a hard clothesline! Wolfe springs back up and the two lock up hard, with neither one willing to give a single step.

Troy: These two seem to be evenly matched. That's impressive.

Hosemann: Impressive or not, one has to be better than the other if they want to win.

Phoenix and Wolfe refuse to give in to the other, and they simultaneously back off and rush into each other with a clothesline! Both men hit the mat, but they rise quickly on opposite sides of the ring. They stare at each other for several moments before a confident smile appears on both of their faces. They nod to each other respectfully, before tagging in each of their partners!

Troy: What do you think that was about, Scott?

Hosemann: It looks like they just earned each others respect. I'm sure we haven't seen the end of this!

Undeniably surprised but still focused, Cross and Dawkins enter the ring. Both men lock up with each other in the center, and Cross lifts a knee into Dawkins' stomach. The Tag Champ doubles over, allowing to grab his head and drive him hard down into the mat.  Cross then stomps away on him furiously as the boos grow louder in volume. Cross goes to lift him back up, but Dawkins breaks out of his grip and begins destroying Cross with hard right hands! Dawkins grabs Cross by the arm and attempts to whip him into the ropes, but Cross quickly reverses the whip. Dawkins bounces off the ropes and returns, and Cross scoops him into a sickening tilt-a-whirl slam that downs Dawkins.

Troy: Paul Dawkins is in big trouble. He's gotta make a tag to his partner.

Dawkins is slow to get to his feet, but this gives Cross an ample amount of time to set him up for the Crossfire! However, Wolfe sees his opportunity at the gold slipping away, prompting him to step back into the ring! However, Phoenix also jumps into the fray. Both men stare at each other, daring the other to make a move. Dawkins rises to his feet though, and Cross wastes no time in driving him into the mat with the Crossfire! With Dawkins on the mat, Cross makes the cover and hooks the far leg! One. Wolfe walks over and is prepared to break the count. Two. But Phoenix stands firm in front of Wolfe. Both men stare each other down. The referee hits the mat for a third time.

Hosemann: Wolfe had the opportunity to save this match and his chance! Why didn't he take it?

Troy: I think he had his eyes on bigger things. Maybe it goes back to the respect that they seem to have for each other.

Cross and Phoenix are announced the winners as "Phantom of the Opera" plays over the speakers. The audience is also confused over the turn of events in the match. Wolfe and Phoenix continue to stare each other down, until Wolfe nods and he quietly leaves the ring to walk back up the ramp.

* WINNERS VIA PINFALL: BISHOP CROSS & SOARING PHOENIX *

We are now taken backstage to the locker room of Greg Tantalus, where Scott Cornelius is with the three-time PWA Champion.

Cornelius: Greg, we saw you team with an unlikely partner in Dexter P. Wellington to emerge victorious against Reaper and Infernus. Because of that win, you now go on to the battle royal to compete for a World Title match against the man that screwed you at Revival, Jackie Baccaro.

Tantalus: Ever since Revival, all I've wanted is a one-on-one title match against Jackie Baccaro. Not counting his cheap win there, the last time I fought him on pay-per-view, I dropped that prick on his goddamn neck and pinned him in Rockefeller Center. Now we're at Temptation, and nothing will change Scott. After I toss eleven bodies over the top rope, I'm going to drop him on his head again and take my title back!

Cornelius: Intense words from Greg Tantalus. Vic, Scott, back to you.

"Control" by Earshot begins to play over the speakers as Lee Palmer introduces the first contestant of the next match. Boos come crashing down upon the Omega Steve Beovich, who arrives by himself on the stage. He walks down the ramp, ignoring those he passes by trying to focus on the task at hand. The Omega steps into the ring and wearily stares at the entrance. The boos only grow in volume when the opening chords to the remix of "Be Just of Be Dead" by Daisuke Ishiwatari plays for the audience. Scythe arrives to a hefty amount of jeers, but he too does not let it faze him. Instead, the Modern Day Samurai locks eyes with Beovich, who sneers in response.

Troy: Oh boy. These two can't be happy with this pairing. Scythe and Beovich had some wars in the past over the International title, but the fact is that this is a pretty solid team.

Hosemann: You're right. You've got former International Champions in both men, one of which is a former Heavyweight Champ. Their only problem is how well they're going to get along.

Scythe climbs into the ring and stands face to face with Beovich with neither man making a move. Suddenly, "Control" plays once again and Beovich looks up in shock. The fans see this, and when Greg Price enters the arena, he is greeted with a mixed reaction when the Omega freaks out in the ring. The Alpha looks reluctant to enter the ring, much less engage in a battle with his own tag team partner. Beovich leans over the ropes, trying to talk to Price over the volume of the crowd.

Hosemann: I think he's saying, "What are we going to do?"

Troy: Well, I can't wait to see what they'll do about this situation! Beovich and Price have been forced to face each other!

Before they can find an answer, "Black" by Sevendust plays for a second time this evening as Renegade arrives to a huge ovation! The Tag Champ point out to the crowd as he walks down the ramp with the belt around his waist. His mood quickly changes though when he reaches the bottom. Renegade and Price stare at each other, each man shaking his head with disdain.

Troy: And now a rival of Price is his ally! I don't think either of these teams will work well together!

Hosemann: I guess now it comes down to which team hates each their partner less!

* LETHAL LOTTERY TAG TEAM MATCH: SCYTHE & THE OMEGA STEVE BEOVICH VS. PWA TAG TEAM CHAMPION RENEGADE & THE ALPHA GREG PRICE *
Referee: Jason Church
Renegade and Price both enter the ring, and the Tag Champ relinquishes his belt to the referee for safe keeping. Beovich and Price trade glances with a hint of worry in their eyes. As Scythe steps out of the ring, Price quickly follows suit. Beovich nods, as he and Renegade are prepared to start the match. The bell sounds and the two remaining men circle around each other and lock up in the middle. Beovich grabs him in a tight headlock, which Renegade breaks by shoving him to the ropes. The Omega bounces off the cables and charges into Renegade with a shoulder block. The Tag Champ hits the mat hard, but he gets right back up as Beovich bounces off the ropes once again. Renegade thinks fast and drops down, tripping up Beovich with a drop toe hold! The Omega stumbles to his feet, leaving him open for a drop kick that launches him into the enemy's corner!

Troy: It's been pretty back and forth so far, Scott, but Renegade looks like he's getting the advantage.

Hosemann: It's still too early to call, but Renegade is definitely showing why he's the Tag Team Champ.

Renegade goes to tag Price in, but the Alpha leans back. Both men argue briefly, but Renegade forcefully tags Price into the match! The referee calls the tag and Renegade steps out of the ring, leaving Price no choice but to enter the ring. The crowd cheers as Price shows distress, but Beovich is already back up on his feet at the time. Price stalls for time as the Omega tumbles back to his corner, tagging in Scythe!

Troy: Oh, come on! Everyone wanted to see them go at each other!

Hosemann: Everyone except them, Vic!

Scythe steps into the ring and spins Price around, blasting away at him with several well placed chops to his chest. Before Price can launch a counter attack, Scythe quickly mows him down with a huge forearm. The Modern Day Samurai wrenches him back to his feet before tossing the Alpha into the ropes. On his return, Scythe swings around with an axe kick, but Price manages to duck beneath the leg and bounces off the opposite side before taking Scythe off his feet with a bulldog, raising a mixed reaction from the crowd. Price scrambles back to his corner and tags in Renegade, drawing cheers.

Troy: And now a fresh man has entered the ring! It's still anyone's match!

Renegade storms into the match and takes the fight to Scythe! Both men trade several punches, but Scythe blocks an arm and swings Renegade into the ropes. The Tag Champ hits the corner hard and bounces back, where Scythe goes down and rolls him up into a tight package. One! Two! And Price storms into the ring to make the save! The referee holds Price back, but a furious Scythe shoves the referee aside and wraps both arms around the Alpha's neck, before lifting him high into the air! In one fell swoop, Scythe connects with a vicious Flying Dragon!

Hosemann: That was out of line!

Troy: That's what Price gets for jumping in!

Scythe rises back to his feet, but Renegade is already up as well! He goes on the attack, but the Modern Day Samurai grabs him by the collar and obliterates him with another Flying Dragon out of no where! Scythe points up into the sky and the boos flood the arena as he climbs onto the turnbuckle. Without wasting another moment, he takes flight and leaps backwards, landing directly on Renegade with the Diving Blade moonsault! He covers and the referee counts... One... Two... Three.

Troy: And Scythe picks up the win for his team.

Hosemann: That means that Scythe and Beovich will advance and... Wait a minute.

Troy: What?

Hosemann: Did you notice something? The Tag Team Champions are 0-2 in Temptation! Dawkins was pinned by Bishop Cross in his tag match, and Renegade was pinned just now by Scythe!

The commentators are left to ponder this event as "Be Just or Be Dead" plays once again over the speakers. Scythe does not indulge in the victory though, and he leaves the ring shortly after the winners are announced. Meanwhile, Beovich is left to check up on his partner, while boos continue to flood the arena.
* WINNERS VIA PINFALL: SCYTHE & THE OMEGA STEVE BEOVICH *

Nine Inch Nails' "Quake 1" blasts over the speakers, prompting Jonathan Brett to enter the arena. Boos pour from the crowd as he walks down the ramp; their jeering does little to disturb his focus. As soon as he steps into the ring, "Stockholm Syndrome" by Muse begins to play, and the appearance of Paul Epton brings forth the cheers from the crowd. He quickly walks down the ramp and enters the ring. Epton extends his hand to Brett, who merely stares at the former Tag Team Champ. Epton shrugs and before long, "We Who Are Not As Others" by Sepultura interrupts, and Lee Palmer introduces the first man of the opposing team. Soon enough, Loki emerges from the curtains and boos invade the arena. The Army of the Damned member waits at the bottom of the ramp, staring up at his two opponents while he waits for his partner.

Troy: Three more men are here now. I wonder who's left to be Loki's partner.

Hosemann: We're about to find out.

The lights dim down as Loki's music comes to a stop. The lights flicker blue and white when "Hear Me" by Darkseed erupts from the speakers. A wide and toothy grin appears on Loki's face as all the men stares at the entrance in disbelief.

Troy: It's none other than Solomon!

Hosemann: Loki's gotta be happy about that! But wait, Jonathan Brett is his stable mate, and now he's an enemy for tonight!

Troy: I can't imagine what's going to happen!

Solomon arrives to his usual amount of deafening boos, and even under the current circumstances, the big Alaskan monster does not show any emotions. Brett also sports a stone face, and perhaps even a hint of determination in his eyes. Solomon walks up the stairs and steps over the top rope as Loki slides himself into the ring. The music begins to fade, and Loki decides to start for his team while Epton remains inside as well.

* LETHAL LOTTERY TAG TEAM MATCH: PAUL EPTON & JONATHAN BRETT VS. LOKI & SOLOMON *
Referee: Billy Vargas

The bell sounds and Loki tramples over to Epton and tries to clothesline him, but the quick Britain ducks beneath the arm and pounds away at Loki's face to stun him, then goes for a clothesline of his own! Loki refuses to go down though and grabs the ropes to help him out, so Epton backs himself into the ropes to get a running start, but the Army member won't have it and charges forward to turn Epton inside out with a huge forearm. With a smirk, Loki reaches his hand out and tags in Solomon.

Troy: Loki's beaming about the fact that he has a monster like Solomon on his side.

Hosemann: He shouldn't be that cocky, but it's hard not to be with that kind of artillery on your side.

Solomon steps into the ring and stalks Epton, who is slow to rise to his feet. Once he gets back to a vertical base, Solomon swings a clubbing forearm, but Epton quickly dodges the menacing monster and gets bounces off the opposite ropes. However, Solomon turns around and sends Epton crashing into his boot! Epton crumbles to the mat, but he doesn't stay there long as Solomon picks him up and carries him over his shoulder. The Alaskan Monster charges into a neutral corner, crushing Epton's exposed back against the turnbuckle! Epton roars out in pain as Solomon runs into the opposite corner to deliver a similar blow. The Britain is having severe difficulty in getting out of Solomon's clutches, which is only made worse when the Alaskan Monster twirls him around and demolishes him with a Deep Freeze in the center of the ring!

Troy: Oh, it's all over now.

Solomon covers the barely conscious Epton, and the referee counts. One. Two. Thr- No! The pin is broken up by Jonathan Brett when he stomps on Solomon's back!

Hosemann: Wait, Brett just made the save for his team!

Troy: But he just attacked his own stable mate!

Solomon scrambles to his feet and a look of fury creeps onto his face. Brett stands across the ring from him, still refusing to show any emotion. The referee eventually forces him out of the ring though. With Brett back on the apron, Solomon finds it necessary to wrench Epton off the mat. Keeping his eye on Brett the entire time, the Alaskan Monster delivers a second Deep Freeze to the unconscious Epton. This time, Solomon faces Brett and places a boot on Epton's chest.

Troy: There's a bit of tension here between Solomon and Brett.

Hosemann: It's all done for the gold though. But to be honest, I don't know what Brett can do in this situation.

Brett looks on with a sneer as the referee counts. One. Two. Three. "Hear Me" plays once again as Solomon and Loki are announced the winners. However, Brett and Solomon share a long stare down before Brett leaves the ring on his own and walks up the ramp, as the crowd boos in response to the outcome of the match.
* WINNERS VIA PINFALL: SOLOMON & LOKI *

The camera shot goes backstage once more, where Rick Madsen is with Romeo.

Madsen: Alright Romeo, you won this Lethal Lottery last year and now you're back to do it again. Four of the six tag team matches have been completed and your name has yet to be pulled out of the tumbler. You've got some pretty interesting names left when it comes to who may be your partner here tonight, and I'm talking about some guys you know really well. Guys like GI Jew remain, another by the name of Jason Calysto, what if, what if we saw you and Jaguar team up again tonight?

Romeo: To tell you the truth Rick, I could care less who it is. Me and GI Jew have the same goal, and if I have to keep him in check, I would. As for Calysto, we saw what I did to him a few weeks ago in Montreal. If he got out of line, I'd be him like a filthy ho again. And for years, we all knew who was the real force behind The Hot Boy$. I've carried Jaguar to so many wins by now that it'd be no sweat for me to carry him to one more, lay him out after it in the battle royal, and go on to regain the PWA Title tonight. Rick, it just doesn't matter to me dude. When you're Da Playboi, everything is alright. And tonight, nothing will go wrong for your boy, no matter who I'm teamed with. You're looking at the only two-time Lethal Lottery winner right here.

Romeo pats Madsen on the arm and exits as the camera cuts to another portion of the backstage area, where we see a confident Vulture walking through the backstage area. Vulture gets to a door that reads “Jackie Baccaro.” He is about to walk inside, but stops and walks the opposite way. The eight-time world champion walks past the room and turns the corner, reaching a door that reads “Morgan Day.” Vulture knocks on the door, and seconds later, the Women’s Champion opens it, and immediately smiles.

Morgan: Hi.

Vulture: Hey Morgan.

Morgan: Listen, about last week, thanks for…

Vulture: Don’t mention it. He crossed the line, and I put him back in his place. Nothing to it. Listen, I just came here to wish you luck tonight in your championship match.

Morgan: Thanks.

Vulture: You’ve done a fantastic job since you’ve come here, and I want to see it continue.

Morgan: Don’t worry about it. I’ve got it under control.

Vulture: I don’t doubt it, Morgan.

Morgan: Well, thanks for the vote of confidence.

Vulture: Any time. See you around, Morgan.

The two smile at each other and Vulture walks away, leaving a smiling Morgan behind. The camera follows Vulture as he walks back to Baccaro’s dressing room and enters. The PWA Champion is doing hindu squats when Vulture enters, a look of grit and determination on his face.

Vulture: You ready, champ?

Baccaro: Getting there.

Vulture: You got this, bro. You’re the man, Giacomo.

Baccaro finishes his squats and turns to Vulture.

Baccaro: Oh believe me, I know that.

Vulture: Alright then, this is yours tonight. Doesn’t matter who it is. Jaguar, Calysto, Solomon, Tantalus, Romeo, it doesn’t matter. Tonight, Giacomo, you cement your legacy.

Baccaro: (smiling) I like the sound of that.

Baccaro and Vulture smack hands in a handshake, nodding their heads in agreement and anticipation as we return to ringside.

As the crowd waits for the next Lethal Lottery participant to arrive, Slipknot's "Opium of The People" bursts through the PA system, sending them into an explosion of cheers for the entrance of GI Jew. The custom made Chopper returns tonight, as the Grand Slam and Golden Ring winner revs it up before riding down the ramp and circling the ring. GI Jew rolls inside and poses for the crowd, looking fired up for his matchup until "Still Ballin" by 2Pac and Trick Daddy takes over for the arrival of James Biamonte.

Troy: Now this is an interesting team. Probably the two most hot-headed men to ever compete in a PWA ring.

Hosemann: Not only that, but many moons ago, these guys waged a big feud over the CAW Intercontinental Title. Biamonte held that belt for four months and GI Jew never managed to beat him for it. I know GI Jew is a potential Hall of Fame competitor now, but Biamonte is likely to really get on his nerves in this match.

Troy: We'll have to gauge their chances once their opponents arrive.

The first member of the opposition arrives once "Parabola" by Tool hits and the crowd now throws itself into passionate booing as Justin Schenck leads Hollywood Mike Griffin out onto the stage. Griffin walks out into the middle of the stage and stops short before throwing his arms into the air and signaling for his red, white and blue fireworks to explode behind him. Griffin then bounces in his white robe and marches to the ring, ready for action.

Troy: We heard Mike Griffin say it earlier, the last time he wrestled on pay-per-view in New Orleans, he made history and left as the PWA Champion.

Hosemann: I was there at The Superdome that night myself, and Griffin is ready to make some more history tonight across the street here. But we have to see who his partner is too.

Griffin enters the ring and disrobes, eyeing his competition as he does so. His look of confidence turns to outright disbelief and shock once "F*ckin In The Bushes" by Oasis begins and a huge ovation comes for the arrival of The Iceman Jason Calysto!

Troy: Oh my goodness! It’s The Iceman!

Hosemann: Griffin talked so much about making history, but who else was there with him that night? The Iceman Jason Calysto, and he's looking to make some new history of his own!

Calysto makes his way down the ramp and Griffin and Schenck immediately protest to referee Jose Soares, but he proclaims there is nothing he can do as Calysto enters the ring and raises his arms to salute the crowd.

Troy: What a shocker this is. Calysto and Griffin, two men who once held the PWA Tag Team Titles before splitting up and coming to a head at Everlasting Epic 2 right here in New Orleans, now find themselves back in The Big Easy, needing one another to have any chance at reclaiming the title they fought over two and a half years ago!

Hosemann: The luck of the draw couldn't have scripted this one any better, not to mention they're facing two guys that also hate one another. I don't know who will come out on top in this one Vic!

* LETHAL LOTTERY TAG TEAM MATCH: THE ICEMAN JASON CALYSTO & HOLLYWOOD MIKE GRIFFIN VS. JAMES BIAMONTE & GI JEW *
Referee: Jose Soares

The bell sounds and there is no clear cut option for the two teams as to who will begin the match. Both members are arguing until Biamonte breaks off and nails The Iceman from behind! He goes low with two shots to the rib cage before slinging him to the ropes and downing him with a reverse elbow to the face. Biamonte draws some boos from the fans as he mounts Calysto and drills him in the head with some closed right hands, but he also furthers his advantage as well.

Soares gets Biamonte out of the mount position, but Calysto doesn't rise fully before he sent back to the mat with a hard kick to the torso. Biamonte gets a few stomps in before lifting The Iceman up and slamming him down. Biamonte bounces against the ropes to drop an elbow, but Calysto rolls away and he misses. Both men get up and Biamonte walks right into a big chop to the chest that makes him think twice and tag in his partner. With Griffin looking the other way, Calysto hits his arm to constitute a tag on his end.

Troy: Mike Griffin didn't look ready for that tag at all Scott.

Hosemann: Well he better get ready, look at what's waiting on him.

Griffin enters the ring with a confused look towards his partner, until he is spun around and popped with a right hand from GI Jew! Jew rocks him with another gloved fist and slings him to the ropes before dropping him with a huge big back body drop! Griffin gets up wobbly and backs against the ropes, only to be charged by an incoming GI Jew clothesline that sends him over the top rope and to the arena floor!

Troy: A big clothesline from GI Jew, and Griffin has not gotten out of the starting blocks here!

Neither Biamonte nor Calysto make a move as GI Jew leaves the ring to roll Griffin back inside. GI Jew rolls inside to lift Griffin up, but Hollywood responds with a stiff shot to the gut and a European uppercut that sends Jew reeling back into a corner. Griffin runs over to him and connects with a stiff chop to the chest, rippling Jew's FTW T-shirt. Griffin then executes an Irish whip that sends GI Jew against the turnbuckles, but Jew comes right back and delivers a hard clothesline out of the corner!

With GI Jew on a roll, Griffin is defenseless as he gets hooked into a front facelock and taken down with a vertical suplex. Jew covers for a brief two count and backs into his corner, perhaps for a Gore, only to take an unwanted tag from Biamonte.

Troy: What was that for? GI Jew looked like he was setting up for The Gore right there! 

Hosemann: Biamonte lost the International Title last month at Forsaken to Showtime. Putting Griffin away here could vault him back up the rankings.

Griffin reaches his feet and Biamonte grabs his arm for a JB Cutter, but Griffin reverses into position for his German Suplexes. Biamonte spins around wildly so his stomach is now facing Griffin, but Hollywood still manages to take him down with a belly to belly suplex. Without wasting a moment, Griffin runs to his corner and tags Calysto.

Calysto re-enters as they both begin to bicker again and Biamonte takes advantage by kneeing him hard in the back. Calysto bounces chest-first against the turnbuckles, and Biamonte punches him in the kidneys before setting him up for The Buzzkill. Biamonte signals to the crowd, but as he spins The Iceman down, Calysto reverses their arm positions and drives him down with The Crossface without missing a beat! Biamonte squirms, but once Calysto digs the move in, he's left with no choice but to tap out!

Troy: It’s over! What a reversal by The Iceman!

Hosemann: Nobody does it better, exactly like he says!

"F*ckin In The Bushes" hits for the second time as Calysto and Griffin are announced as the unpredictable winners. Schenck pampers his client as they exit and Calysto nods to the crowd before making his exit, knowing his work for the night is nowhere near over. Back inside the ring, Biamonte rises to his feet, only to be folded in half by a massive Gore from GI Jew that electrifies the crowd!

Troy: Well, we see how GI Jew feels about his partner!

Hosemann: And I could see that one coming. Who knows what would have happened if he was able to Gore Mike Griffin earlier. James Biamonte just paid that price.

"Opium of The People" replays as a disappointed GI Jew walks to the back and Biamonte is helped backstage thereafter.

* WINNERS VIA SUBMISSION: THE ICEMAN JASON CALYSTO & HOLLYWOOD MIKE GRIFFIN *

As we head back to ringside, three D-Bombs whistle down and explode upon impact as "And Then What" by Young Jeezy and Mannie Fresh begins to play. Boos rain down from the crowd as Da Playboi Romeo slowly strolls to the ring.

Troy: We heard from Romeo earlier in the broadcast, and he made some interesting points. No matter who he teams with, everyone has the same goal. He won the Lethal Lottery last year, and he's poised to repeat this year.

Hosemann: True, but some guys still cannot get through that. There are some personal things that happen in that ring, and sometime you can't get over them. It will be very, very interesting to see who his partner is, especially because we know who is left.

As the crowd waits anxiously, they are actually a bit surprised when "Arcarsenal" by At The Drive-In begins to play. A big ovation comes as The Miracle Mike Troha walks to the ring, with an angry look on his face.

Troy: It's Mike Troha!

Hosemann: And these two do not like one another at all! Remember, it was in a match with Romeo at Everlasting Epic 3 that Troha tore his thigh muscle and missed nearly a year of action! I don't think they've gotten this close to one another since, and now they've gotta team up with each other!

Troha slides into the ring and immediately gets in Romeo's face. Da Playboi responds with a shove and Troha shoves back, and both men are bickering until The Purple Ribbons All-Stars' "I'm On It (Kryptonite)" kicks in and Jaguar arrives to an immense ovation! Last year's big Temptation winner steps out onto the stage and poses in front of his sea of fiery pyro before removing his jacket and hat and entering the ring.

Troy: Well, we now know Jaguar won't be teaming with Romeo, but he will oppose him in this match.

Hosemann: We know their history, but Jaguar and Troha have a rough past as well. That's about the only thing that could possibly unite Romeo and Troha, and I highly doubt that it will.

Jaguar eyes up his competition, and everyone is questioning who his partner will be until the familiar words of "Walk With Me" from G-Unit's "Footprints" nearly blows the roof off the building! Seconds later, a huge blast of pyro produces the arrival of Showtime Damon Savage, and The International Champion looks extremely fired up on this night!

Troy: It’s Showtime!

Hosemann: Showtime and Jaguar on the same team?! What a match this is gonna be!

* LETHAL LOTTERY TAG TEAM MATCH: ROMEO & THE MIRACLE MIKE TROHA VS. JAGUAR & PWA INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION SHOWTIME DAMON SAVAGE *
Referee: Matt Hansen

Savage makes his usual elaborate entrance, which is cut short once Romeo runs up from behind to attack his former partner. He clubs Jaguar in the back on two occasions before trying an Irish whip, but Jaguar reverses it and Romeo bounces into the ropes before being floored with a clothesline. He gets up and Jaguar whips him again before scoring this time with a high back body drop. Romeo slides out of the ring, only to be met with a running clothesline from Showtime!

Troy: Rocky start for Romeo so far.

Savage rolls Romeo back into the ring and Jaguar tags him into the match. He holds Romeo's right arm up, leaving his midsection wide open for a big overhand left from the former boxing superstar. Showtime follows with a right hand to the head and tries an Irish whip, but Romeo reverses it and knees Savage in the stomach before taking him down with an elbow to the back of the head. Romeo heads over to his corner to tag Troha, and The Miracle shakes his head before swallowing his pride and slapping his hand.

Troha enters the ring and catches a rising Savage with a running knee lift that puts him back down on the mat. He covers for a count of two before scooping him up and body slamming him down, and then he measures him up before dropping the point of his elbow across Showtime's forehead. Troha covers once more and gets another count of two. Troha ultimately decides to wear Savage down at this point, and plants a knee against his back before pulling back on his chin with a rear chinlock. At Jaguar's urging, the crowd begins to get further behind Showtime.

Troy: This crowd was split at the beginning between Troha and Showtime, but now they're backing the International Champion.

Hosemann: And Showtime is one of the best at drawing off that crowd energy too.

With the crowd noise rising, Showtime begins to pump his arms and get to one knee. He then gets to two and elbows Troha in the gut. Another elbow breaks the hold and Showtime peppers Troha in the midsection with a quick combination of punches before flooring him with a left-handed uppercut! Savage retreats to his corner to tag in Jaguar, who bum rushes Troha into a corner before mounting the turnbuckles to riddle his head with taped, right hands. Jaguar reaches the count of five when Troha grabs his legs and takes a few steps out before taking the advantage with an inverted atomic drop!

Troha tags back out to Romeo, who has nothing but bad intentions as he lifts Jaguar up and then drops him with a hard, closed fist. Jaguar gets up and staggers back into a corner, where Romeo delivers three hard shoulder thrusts to the gut before Irish whipping him into the opposite corner. Romeo charges at him hard, and Jaguar barely moves out of the way before he crashes into the turnbuckles.

Romeo stumbles back, and Jaguar sets him up for The Carrjack, but nobody can scout that as well as Romeo. He slips out and kicks Jaguar in the gut to set him up for The Dre Day Bomb. He lifts him up, but Jaguar also knows an escape and he uses it in mid-air to land on his feet. He then boots Romeo in the gut to lift him up and score with Version 1.0, laying both men out near a neutral corner in the ring!

Troy: Jaguar scored with Version 1.0, but he cannot capitalize on it!

Hosemann: Both guys could really use tags right now. Their heads banged together on that Version 1.0.

Both men are slowly reaching their corners and arrive almost simultaneously. Troha and Showtime re-enter the ring and Troha knows better than to come out swinging. He kicks Savage in the gut and then takes him down with a big DDT! Troha covers for one...two...and Savage kicks out! Troha gets up a little frustrated, and he looks to put him away as he signals for Divine Intervention.

Hosemann: He's looking for Divine Intervention now. I've taken that move many times, if he lands it, it's lights out Vic!

Troha sets Showtime up for the move as he waits for him to get up. Savage manages to rise and Troha spins him around before kicking him in the stomach and scooping him up. He positions him for the move, but Savage pushes off the top turnbuckles to escape Troha's clutches. He lands on his feet and shoves him hard against the same turnbuckles, and once Troha stumbles back, Savage hooks him up and drives him down with It's Showtime! Savage covers for 1---2---3!

Troy: They did it! Showtime and Jaguar advance, and Showtime has gotten the win!

Hosemann: And he did it clean! That's a huge win for Showtime to beat Mike Troha like that, and now he and Jaguar will go on to the battle royal!

"Footprints" replays, and Romeo simply exits with his hands on his hip, disgusted as his chances at a Lethal Lottery repeat go up in smoke. Back inside the ring, Showtime and Jaguar get their arms raised in victory, and Savage holds his belt up high before both men also take their leave.

* WINNERS VIA PINFALL: JAGUAR & SHOWTIME DAMON SAVAGE *

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