SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 17, 2005

NASSAU COLISEUM

UNIONDALE, NEW YORK

The FBI warning flashes onto the screen, before fading into a video that highlights the Elimination Chamber match between Greg Tantalus, Romeo, Scythe, Jackie Baccaro, Jason Calysto and Jaguar to take place tonight, where a new undisputed PWA World Heavyweight Champion will be crowned as the PWA and Progressive World Championships will be unified. As the video concludes, “Walking Wounded” by the Tea Party hits and we are taken inside the Nassau Coliseum in Uniondale, New York, where we catch sight of an elaborate purple and silver set, featuring a long ramp, giant Jumbotron, and a detailed stage.  From there, an amazing pyrotechnics display ensues, with fireworks shooting from the stage and ring.  As the exhibition concludes and the fans go ballistic, we are taken to our commentators, Victor Troy and Paul Ferrara!

Troy:  Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Walking Wounded!  We are live from Long Island, at the Nassau Coliseum, and folks, tonight, we’re going to see the crowning of an undisputed PWA World Heavyweight Champion!

Ferrara: That’s right, Troy! The title has been disputed since March 1, when then-owner Bryan Conroy helped create the ORA Championship and awarded it to Anthony Failla. Tonight, with that title now known as the Progressive World title and held by Jackie Baccaro, it will be re-unified with the PWA Championship inside the Elimination Chamber and the title will no longer be disputed!

Troy: It should be wild, Paul! Greg Tantalus, Jackie Baccaro, Jaguar, Jason Calysto, Scythe and Romeo will step into the Chamber, and one of them will walk out with the brand-new title belt that we are told CEO Kerry Cox has with him tonight! I can’t wait!

Ferrara: Neither can I, Troy!

Troy: Well then, let’s get right to ringside!

The crowd waits impatiently for the opening match, but Mozart's "Marriage of Figaro" does little to put them at ease. They begin to flood Nassau Coliseum with jeers as the arrogant Dexter P. Wellington arrives with Winston in tow. A cocky grin sits on the former Progressive Champion's face.

Ferrara: Dex is looking to get revenge tonight, after the way he was robbed of the Progressive Title.

Troy: Robbed?! Please, the match was restarted when he tried to cheat to win!

Wellington stops before entering the ring, and Winston proceeds to serve him a glass of brandy. As Wellington takes his time sipping it, the butler lightly dusts the ring steps. Wellington hands the glass back to Winston and neatly climbs the stairs to step into the ring. The crowd cannot bare much more of this sight, and fortunately, their hope arrives to put it to rest. "Simon Says" by Drain STH rocks the speakers, causing the fans to send waves of cheers for the Progressive Champion, Victor Simon. He appears upbeat for his title defense and quickly approaches the ring, slapping hands from the crowd as he marches down the ramp. Wellington and Simon trade glances before the Progressive Champion steps into the ring. Simon climbs the ring post and unlatches the belt from around his waist, holding it up high for the crowd to see. They respond in cheers.

Troy: The fans absolutely love this guy, Paul.

Ferrara: I still don't think that he should have the belt in the first place.

Troy: Would you stop?!

* PWA PROGRESSIVE CHAMPIONSHIP: VICTOR SIMON © VS. DEXTER P. WELLINGTON *
Referee: Matt Hansen

Simon relinquishes the belt to Hansen, who signals for the bell to sound. It rings, and the two begin to circle the ring. Simon rushes in for a lock up, but Wellington stops short and sends a rake across his face, which the referee admonishes him for. Simon feverishly rubs his eyes, but it has left him wide open for a battering from Wellington. The former Progressive Champion grabs Simon by the arm and launches him into the ropes, swinging hard with a clothesline on his return. However, Simon ducks beneath the arm and moves behind Wellington to lift him up for an atomic drop! Wellington topples over as the crowd begins to cheer!

Troy: Victor's picking up steam!

Ferrara: You're just cheering him on because he has the same first name as you.

Troy: You don't use it, so how would you know?!

Simon gets Wellington back up to his feet, and the two begin to brawl. The Progressive Champion comes out on top and drives a knee into Wellington's gut. The cocky superstar hunches over, and Simon wraps an arm around his head to send him plummeting into the mat with a DDT! Wellington hits the canvas hard, but he doesn't stay there for long as Simon picks him back up. They begin to brawl again, and Wellington cannot keep up Simon, who takes him down with a drop kick! Simon plays it up for the crowd as they cheer wildly. The Progressive Champion pulls Wellington off the mat and delivers a swift bodyslam! He covers! One, two, and a kickout.

Troy: Wellington almost lost his chance there.

Ferrara: I'm sure it's all part of his strategy.

Wellington gets back up on his own, but slowly. Simon is there to wait for him, but Wellington explodes off the mat with a vicious clothesline! Wellington wastes no time in placing Simon in a headlock while he is still on the mat, however, the Progressive Champion is not willing to give in. Wellington becomes frustrated, and instead whips Simon into the ropes. The Progressive Champion goes for a swinging forearm, but Wellington ducks beneath it and delivers a release german suplex. Wellington crawls over and hooks the leg, one, two, and Simon kicks out!

Ferrara: Wellington was so close to vindication!

Wellington appears to be frustrated as he gets back to his feet. He signals to the crowd, who shouts for Simon to get back up.

Ferrara: This is it!

Troy: Get up, Victor!

Wellington locks on the Million Dollar Dream, and Simon writhes in pain! The crowd wills him on, and Simon refuses to tap! Wellington wrenches harder, but Simon is ever resilient! After spending nearly a minute in the move, Wellington foregoes this plan tries for a pin cover, but Simon kicks out at two! The former Progressive Champion rolls off Simon and settles near the bottom of the ropes, where Winston hands him a small object unbeknownst to the referee.

Ferrara: I don't believe it! Simon just won't give in!

Troy: Wait a minute, what was Winston doing?!

Ferrara: What? I didn't see anything.

Wellington rises back up to his feet as Simon does the same. The Progressive Champion has no intention of backing down and swings a hard right at Wellington. However, the cocky superstar responds with a vile right of his own that sends Simon flat on his back. Wellington turns around, and slips the object under his tights.

Troy: What the hell! Those were brass knuckles!

Ferrara: Oh please, he's just that strong!

Wellington covers as the crowd boos vociferously. The referee counts... One... Two... Three. The "Marriage of Figaro" by Mozart plays once more, and Wellington is awarded with the belt.

Troy: This is a travesty! Wellington had to cheat to win again!

Ferrara: All I saw was Dex getting his revenge.

As Wellington celebrates in the ring, Kerry Cox runs down the aisle and slides into the ring with a microphone in hand.

Cox: Hold it! Cut the music! Hansen needs to see this footage! Play it back!

The Jumbotron lights up, showing the last few minutes of the match where Wellington receives and uses the brass knuckles provided by Winston. Wellington is in shock as he watches as well, and Hansen strips the title away from him. The referee speaks to Palmer, who grabs a microphone.

Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has reversed his decision, and as a result of a disqualification, the winner of the match and still Progressive Champion... Victooooor Siiiimooooon!

Hansen and Cox help Simon back up to his feet, who is barely aware that he has retained the title. Wellington flips out in the ring before slipping out of it, cursing bloody murder as he retreats up the ramp with Winston, who hurries along. "Simon Says" plays again, and the fans cheer the justice brought upon the Progressive Championship.
* WINNER VIA DISQUALIFICATION AND STILL PROGRESSIVE CHAMPION: VICTOR SIMON *

The camera heads backstage, where Traci Reed is standing with Romeo at the interview area.

Reed: Romeo, tonight you have come to The Nassau Coliseum to regain the PWA Champion, this time in The Elimination Chamber. What are your thoughts?

Romeo: Last month, I slipped up and lost my title to Jaguar at Everlasting Epic. If it was just me and Tantalus fighting it out here tonight for all the gold, we would know the result already. But now that we're inside The Chamber, the result will be no different. Bottom line is that I’m the baddest dude in The PWA. We all know it. Its just that now I have to get past five chumps instead of one. I've been the champ before, holding both of the belts. Tonight, I'm walking out of here with the belt again, and there's nothing that any of them can do to stop me!

"We Who Are Not as Others" by Sepultura is the first to play, and the response is an arena full of jeers. Loki and Bishop Cross appear at the top of the ramp and make their slow descent. They pay no mind to the crowd as they approach the ring. Both men step inside, sneering at the crowd.

Ferrara: It seems kind of odd to not have all three men there.

Troy: Maybe so, but Reaper is backstage, preparing for his cage match with Speed Demon later tonight.

"Opium of The People" by Slipknot takes over, and the stands come alive with cheers for the first Grand Slam winner! GI Jew roars down the ramp with his motorcycle, and he circles around the ring, all the while staring up at Cross and Loki, who beckons him to enter. Jew parks the bike at the base of the ramp and wastes no time entering. Cross exits the ring on the opposite side, leaving just Loki and Jew in the ring.

* GI JEW VS. LOKI *
Referee: Tom Stevens

The bell sounds, and the two immediately lock up. GI Jew prevails on the offensive and blasts away at Loki's face with several rights. After a knee to the stomach, Loki doubles over and Jew hammers at his back double axe handle. Loki crumbles to the mat, and Jew stomps away at him. As Loki writhes about, Jew points at Bishop Cross, who shakes his head with a sneer.

Troy: The stipulation here is that if GI Jew wins against Loki, he will have the right to face Bishop Cross in a singles match.

Ferrara: I don't understand why anyone would want to fight the Army of the Damned though.

Troy: Maybe for vengeance when they tried to completely take you out of the game.

Before Jew can turn back to Loki, the Army of the Damned member tackles the back of Jew's leg, sending him flat on his face. Jew quickly gets back up, but Loki remains behind and lifts him up, sending a shot of pain through his body with a spine buster. Jew clutches his back on the mat, but Loki peels him off the canvas shortly after and delivers a suplex. Loki goes for the pin cover, but a two count is barely registered. Undaunted, Loki goes back on the attack.

Troy: Loki's being very methodical here.

Ferrara: He's looking to pick GI Jew apart, and he might be succeeding.

Loki wrenches Jew off the mat once again for another suplex, but Jew lands on his feet and plasters Loki into the canvas with a neckbreaker! The crowd roars with cheers as Jew pounds away at Loki's exposed face. The referee forces Jew off, who begrudgingly obliges. He whips Loki into the ropes instead and bounces off the opposite side, but Cross is there to trip him up! The referee admonishes him, although Jew takes a more verbally abusive approach. With Jew distracted though, Loki sneaks up and attempts to roll him up, but Jew kicks out after the count of two. Loki tries to attack again, but Jew plants a boot into his stomach and drives him into the mat with a DDT! GI Jew covers... One... Two... and Cross drags him off from the bottom rope.

Troy: Hey! GI Jew could've had him there if Bishop Cross didn't interfere!

Ferrara: And if GI Jew wins, then Cross will have to face him. I think it was a smart move.

Troy: It wasn't legal!

Cross backs away from the ring, and GI Jew is fairly frustrated. He slides out of the ring, and Cross plays keep away. As they run around the ring, Loki slips out and intercepts Jew with the Atheist Superkick! Jew seems to be down and out, but Loki plucks him off the mat and rolls him back into the ring. Loki slides in as well to immediately cover... One... Two... Thr- No! Jew gets the shoulder up!

Troy: Yes, GI Jew is still in this!

Ferrara: How did he do that?! That kick nearly took his head off!

Loki wrenches GI Jew off the mat, but the resilient Grand Slam winner finds the strength to break free. They begin to trade punches until Loki swings a hard right that Jew blocks and responds to with a kick to the stomach, followed by a suplex that the crowd cheers for! He covers, but Cross only takes a moment to get himself on the apron. As he gains the referee's attention, Jew gets up off the cover and bolts over, kicking Cross off and sends him spilling to the outside! Loki has managed to get himself up with the ropes, but as soon as he turns around, Jew stampedes forward and annihilates him with the Gore!

Troy: GORE! GORE! GORE!

GI Jew drags Loki to the center of the ring and covers him! One! Two! Yes, three! "Opium of The People" plays for Nassau Coliseum once more!

Troy: He's done it! GI Jew has defeated Loki, and now he's got a shot against Bishop Cross to take down the Army of the Damned!

Ferrara: But what is Cross doing now?

An infuriated Bishop Cross grabs a chair from ringside as Jew stands over Loki. Cross slides into the ring with the chair and shove the referee aside. Jew turns around, but he walks right into a vile chair shot. Jew crumbles to the mat, but Cross is not through with him. He lifts up the native New Yorker and decimates him with the Crossfire, much to the chagrin of the audience. After assisting Loki, Cross retreats from the ring, back pedaling all the way to watch the motionless GI Jew.

Troy: That was not called for.

Ferrara: It doesn't have to be when you're the Army of the Damned. GI Jew got what he wanted when he beat Loki to get a match with Bishop Cross, but I think the Army has Jew right where they want him.

"We Who Are Not as Others" starts up in the background as Cross and Loki leave the arena and the fallen GI Jew, saving the battle for another day.
* WINNER VIA PINFALL: GI JEW *

The camera now takes us to Scythe's dressing room, where Nick Cade is standing by as the former PWA Champion is deep in thought.

Cade: Scythe, tonight you will enter The Elimination Chamber for the first time to continue your quest to regain The PWA Championship. Where is your head at right now?

Scythe: I didn't really process it before tonight Nick, but this is the most dangerous match I will have ever been in, and I love that thought. We are talking over two miles of chain, thirty-six feet in diameter, ten tons of steel. And all of that will house six men who will compete for one championship. But the difference that separates me from the other five is sheer hunger Nick. I am the hungriest man in this match and I want that title back. It’s been eleven long months since I lost the PWA Title right here in this city, but I can regain it tonight after I do what I do best: outlast my competition and win. Tonight, I will be the last man left in The Elimination Chamber and I will leave Long Island on top.

Earshot's "Control" begins to play, and the crowd boos as if it were a reflex. Alpha Omega arrives to a horribly negative welcome, and they are accompanied by Justin Schenck. The tag team of the Legacy appears focused, while their manager confident, as always. Alpha Omega steps into the ring while Schenck remains on the outside. Suddenly "Stockholm Syndrome" by Muse overrides, bringing forth the cheers of the audience for the Tag Team Champions, Paul Epton and John Wolfe. They play it up for the crowd while heading towards the ring. Alpha Omega briefly leaves the ring while the Champions step inside of it. They pose on each of the turn buckles while showing off their belts. As they hand them over to the referee, Alpha Omega returns to the ring. Beovich remains on the apron, while Epton does the same. Wolfe and Price stare each other down from across the ring as the bell sounds.

Troy: This is a rematch from Everlasting Epic 4, when Paul Epton and John Wolfe took home the Tag Team Championship belts. Alpha Omega is looking to get them back tonight.

Ferrara: Epton and Wolfe are an impressive team, but they have their hands full in dealing with the Legacy.

* PWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP: PAUL EPTON & JOHN WOLFE © VS. ALPHA OMEGA *
Referee: Dan Martin

Epton and Price waste no time in getting right to it, and they lock up in the center of the ring. Price manages to grab Epton in a head lock, but the Tag Team Champion shoves him into the ropes. Price helplessly returns, right into an arm drag from Epton. Price quickly gets back up, but he walks right into a drop kick! Price falls into a corner, halting the action for a moment to catch a breather.

Troy: Epton is very speedy. Price is playing it smart by slowing down the pace.

Ferrara: If they keep it at this place, Price may have the advantage.

Price and Epton circle the ring once again, locking up in the center. They offer a dazzling technical exchange that concludes when Epton surprises Price by rolling him up! One! Two! No, Price furiously kicks out. They both get up, but Price quickly scrambles to his corner and tags in Beovich.

Troy: I think Price is in shock that he almost lost so fast.

Ferrara: He just needs to take a break. It's smart strategy to tag in the fresh man.

Beovich steps into the ring and goes right after Epton, locking up in the middle and Schenck shouts out orders. Beovich holds his ground and manages to get a kick to Epton's stomach, following it up with a suplex for heavy impact. Boos begin to pour down as Beovich waits for Epton to rise. As soon as he does, Beovich pummels him with rights and lefts before grabbing him by the head and throwing him to the ground. Beovich goes for a pin, one, two, and Epton gets his foot on the bottom rope!

Troy: Great ring presence by Epton there, Paul.

Ferrara: If the Omega keeps bashing his head into the mat, there won't be much of that anymore.

Beovich gets back up to his feet and closes in, but Epton explodes off the mat and clobbers the Omega with a clothesline! He quickly goes over to make a tag to Wolfe, as Beovich tags in Price! Wolfe and Price charge at each other, but Wolfe turns Price inside out with a clothesline! Beovich also tries to sneak in an attack, but Wolfe answers with another clothesline! Wolfe turns around and clubs Price in the back as he's rising. Beovich gets back to his feet, but with sends him toppling out of the ring with a forearm! The crowd is loving it!

Troy: The Wolf is just cleaning house!

Wolfe turns back around, but Price is there to begin his offensive. He batters Wolfe's body punches, but the Tag Team Champion stands his ground and blocks an arm. Wolfe counter attacks with a punch of his own, and Price stumbles back before trying to attack again. Wolfe blocks once more and destroys his with a clothesline. The fans are cheering, and Wolfe tosses Price into a corner. After setting him up, Wolfe sends Price like a wrecking ball into the mat with a suplex off the top rope! Schenck slaps the apron madly on the outside as the fans cheer wildly!

Troy: Oh man, Price is not getting up from that!

Ferrara: I think he might! Look!

Schenck immediately climbs onto the apron, and the referee argues with the Legacy manager. Wolfe knows that this spells trouble, so he begins to approach Schenck as well. However, before he can make it, Jonathan Brett charges down from the back and slides into the ring, holding him off with a flurry of fists. Before long, another person emerges from the crowd.

Ferrara: What the hell is going on here?!

Troy: Wait a minute, that's Mike Troha!

The Miracle gets himself into the ring and violently tackles Brett to the ground, eventually spilling outside! Beovich also tries to get himself involved, but Epton climbs the turnbuckle and leaps off of it, flattening the Omega on the outside! Wolfe regains his composure and tosses Schenck off the apron!

Wolfe turns around to find a slowly rising Price. The Tag Team Champion signals to the crowd, and Price turns to gain a hand wrapped around his neck. Rabid cheering overtakes the arena as Wolfe lifts Price high, and brings him back down in one fell swoop for a vile Chokeslam! Wolfe hooks the leg! One! Two! Three!

Troy: Yes! Yes! Epton and Wolfe have overcome the odds and retained the titles! This crowd is going nuts!

"Stockholm Syndrome" by Muse plays again, and the Champs are given back their belts, standing tall with Troha. They hold them high as the Legacy members look on in defeat. Schenck, however, has a look of scorn.

* WINNERS VIA PINFALL AND STILL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: PAUL EPTON & JOHN WOLFE *

The camera cuts backstage, where Rick Madsen is standing by with Progressive World Champion Jackie Baccaro and his manager Vulture.

Madsen: Gentlemen, the time is quickly drawing near. Later tonight, Jackie Baccaro, you will head inside the Elimination Chamber, and you will not exit it with the belt you have over your shoulder. Kerry Cox has a brand-new undisputed PWA World Heavyweight Championship belt that will debut tonight, and will be presented to the winner of this match. Your reign as Progressive World Champion ends tonight, but it could be the dawning of your reign as PWA World Champion. What are your comments?

Baccaro: Well Rick, you said it. It is the dawning of a new era, the Jackie Baccaro era. Tonight, I become the undisputed PWA World Heavyweight Champion and officially jumpstart my legacy around here. I made big waves three nights after Everlasting Epic when I beat Jaguar to win this title, but it was just a stepping-stone. I did exactly what I needed to do to get myself into this match. And now I’m here. But I’m confident, Rick. I’m confident because of this man in my corner, the one and only Vulture, the only man in PWA history to win an Elimination Chamber. Don’t you think that gives me an advantage, Rick?

Madsen: I’d say it’s certainly a good thing to have.

Baccaro: You’re damn right.

Vulture: I know all about winning the Elimination Chamber, and you’d better believe I’ve passed that knowledge onto Jackie Baccaro. Tonight, the landscape of the PWA changes, and Jackie Baccaro becomes the new undisputed PWA World Heavyweight Champion.

With that, the two exit and we return to ringside.

"Piggy Bank" by 50 Cent begins to play, and the crowd instantly begins to cheer as Lee Palmer speaks.

Palmer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is the final match in the tournament for the PWA International Championship! Introducing first, from New Brunswick, New Jersey, weighing 223 pounds, Renegade!

Renegade arrives to a big welcome from the crowd, and the former Progressive Champion looks ready for action as he steps into the ring and poses on the turnbuckles. After he climbs down, "Still Ballin" by 2Pac and Trick Daddy begins for Palmer's second introduction.

Palmer: And his opponent, from Tampa, Florida, weighing 221 pounds, James Biamonte!

Biamonte arrives to another strong ovation and also looks ready to roll as he enters the ring and bounces off the ropes.

Troy: Both of these men have held the Progressive Titles in their careers, but once this match is over, one will be crowned the International Champion for the first time. Who do you like Paul?

Ferrara: Renegade has advantages in youth, size and maybe a little power, but you cannot underestimate the experience factor from James Biamonte. He's a wily veteran and he'll pull out the stops needed in order to get the title tonight.

* PWA INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMENT – FINALS: RENEGADE VS. JAMES BIAMONTE *
Referee: Jason Church

Jason Church calls for the bell and it sounds, and the crowd cheers as both men lock up in the center of the ring. Renegade muscles Biamonte back into a corner and Church calls for a clean break. Renegade gives it and backs off before they lock up once more. This time, Biamonte outwrestles Renegade with a go-behind before clamping on a side headlock that he turns into a takedown.

Renegade tries a leg scissors that breaks the hold, but Biamonte turns it into a pinning combination for a fast two count. Both men get up quickly, but it is Renegade who strikes first with a hard clothesline. Renegade lifts Biamonte up off the mat and then puts him down with a vertical suplex before leaving the ring and heading to the top rope.

Troy: Renegade is heading to the top rope, that's a bit uncharacteristic for him.

Ferrara: Its his crack at the International Title Troy, you do what you've gotta do.

Renegade flies off with a double axe handle, but Biamonte scouts him early and connects with a shot to the midsection. Not wasting a moment, Biamonte grabs an arm and pulls it across Renegade's chest before driving him to the canvas with The JB Cutter!

Troy: JB Cutter!

Ferrara: That might do it!

Biamonte makes a cover and gets 1----2----and Renegade kicks out! Biamonte looks on in disbelief, but moves on to prepare to deliver The Buzzkill. He gets Renegade into position for the move and gets set to deliver the violent twisting slam, but Renegade spins out of it and gets Biamonte onto his shoulders to blast him with The F-U! The arena goes crazy as Renegade gets on top and hooks the inside leg for Church to make a count, but he stops as he sees Biamonte's leg on the bottom rope!

Troy: Renegade promised to hit The F-U tonight and he did, but it didn't get him the title yet!

Ferrara: That's Biamonte's ring presence shining through. Without him realizing he was near the ropes, this match would have been over for sure!

The stunned Renegade gets Biamonte off the mat and looks to nail a second F-U, but Biamonte grabs a hold of the top rope. Renegade tries to pull him out for the slam, but Biamonte manages to push himself off the top turnbuckle and drag Renegade down into another pinning combination, but Renegade uses the momentum to reverse it and pin Biamonte's shoulders down for one....two....three!

Troy: That's it! Renegade is the new champion!

Ferrara: A reversal off a reversal! Renegade just outwrestled Biamonte there, I can't believe it!

"Piggy Bank" hits again, and an elated Renegade is awarded The International Championship as a dejected Biamonte sits on the mat in shock. Renegade takes the belt and gets up on the middle turnbuckle to hold the belt high in celebration. A defeated Biamonte stands up with his hands on his hips and a cold look in his eyes as Renegade climbs down. The new champ looks at him and the music stops during the tense moment.

Troy: What's Biamonte gonna do here?

Ferrara: Biamonte is Mr. Unpredictable Troy. Who the hell knows?

Nobody says a word in the building until the defeated Biamonte extends his hand to a slew of cheers. Renegade accepts it and they shakes hands to a huge ovation. Biamonte graciously raises Renegade's arm in the air - before violently tugging it down and leveling him with another JB Cutter!

Troy: What the hell?! No!

Ferrara: See, I told you!

Biamonte quickly unleashes a series of kicks and stomps to Renegade before exiting the ring and grabbing a steel chair from ringside. Renegade struggles to his feet, but by the time he does, Biamonte absolutely crushes him with a devastating chair shot to the skull!

Troy: What a sickening shot that was!

Renegade crumbles to the mat like a house of cards, and Biamonte knocks out the referee before cracking Renegade with another shot to the back. A huge cut opens on Renegade's head, and Biamonte ruthlessly chokes him with the leg of the chair until a squadron of officials rush out to get him off. Biamonte stares coldly at the bloodied and beaten Renegade before holding the chair high and making his exit to a tremendous smattering of boos.

Troy: What a disgusting display by James Biamonte! I cannot believe what I have just seen!

Ferrara: I know Biamonte isn't the most stable guy, but even though he lost, I can't condone what has happened here after this match. It’s just terrible.

* WINNER VIA PINFALL AND NEW INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION: RENEGADE *

The shot cuts backstage to the interview area, where Rick Madsen is with Jason Calysto.

Madsen: Jay, we just saw The International Title decided in a great match and an ugly scene, but tonight we will also see the Undisputed PWA title decided in what will surely be an even uglier scene as you enter The Elimination Chamber. What's on your mind?

Calysto: You're exactly right Rick. It was an ugly scene out there and things are about to get uglier tonight. I have wrestled in this building over a hundred times over my many years of doing this, and never before have the stakes been higher. Tonight, I'm wrestling five of the top hands in the business, but when it comes down to it, Elimination Chamber or not, nobody does it better than The Iceman. Its time to shut up and wrestle Nick, and when it’s all said and done, I will once again be on top as The World Heavyweight Champion.

Madsen: Okay thanks Jay, good luck to you.

Back at ringside, “Hear Me” by Darkseed blares over the speakers and the fans begin booing as Solomon makes his way to the ring, alongside manager Walter Gindin. Gindin takes his place on the outside as Solomon steps inside, preparing for battle. As Solomon stands in the ring, waiting, “Trust” by Sevendust explodes throughout the Coliseum and Briggs makes his arrival to a large ovation from the capacity crowd. Briggs stands face-to-face with Solomon in the ring as the bell sounds and this match gets underway.

Troy: Alright, here we go! These two monsters have had an issue with each other for quite some time, and tonight, they try to settle it. Solomon defeated Briggs at Everlasting Epic, but Briggs requested this rematch, feeling that he could defeat Solomon given a second opportunity.

Ferrara: This really is put up or shut up time for Briggs, Troy. If Briggs fails to beat Solomon again right here, it’ll be time for him to realize he is outmatched against the big man and simply move on. He has a ton riding on the result of this match.

* SOLOMON VS. BRIGGS *
Referee: Billy Vargas

The two behemoths lock up in the center of the ring, each man trying to immediately prove to the other that they are stronger. Solomon is successful initially, and shoves Briggs to the mat hard. Briggs gets back up and immediately shoves Solomon down, angering the former world champion. He gets up and stands in the center of the ring with Briggs, where they lock up. This time, Solomon is able to get the upper hand and shove Briggs into the corner, charging in and nailing a big clothesline. Briggs staggers forward, and Solomon is there to pick him up and slam him to the mat. Solomon then bounces off the ropes and nails a big elbow drop on Briggs, before going for a quick cover, which he is quickly launched off of.

Troy: A little early for a cover, don’t you think?

Ferrara: Hey, you can’t blame Solomon for trying.

Briggs gets up and charges right at Solomon, nailing him with a hard clothesline that sends him down to the mat. Briggs then gets a chance to show off his own skills, hitting the ropes and nailing an elbow drop. Solomon gets up and Briggs whips him against the ropes, nailing him with a sidewalk slam as he returns. Briggs covers… one, two, and Solomon escapes with plenty of time. Briggs keeps the pressure mounted, nailing Solomon with repeated stomps to the midsection, pounding away. Solomon fights his way back to a vertical base, and when he does, Briggs whips him against the ropes and downs him with a huge boot to the face as he bounces back. Briggs lifts Solomon up and gives him snake eyes on the top turnbuckle, staggering the Alaskan Monster. However, as Briggs charges in, Solomon throws up a big boot, which Briggs runs right into. Briggs staggers away, and Solomon runs at him, downing him with a big bulldog! Solomon lifts Briggs off the mat and tries to lift him up with a gorilla press slam, but Briggs slips out, boots him in the stomach and sets him up for the sit-out powerbomb! Briggs lifts Solomon for the move, but Solomon slips out, kicks Briggs in the gut, and destroys him with the Deep Freeze! Solomon covers… one, two, three!

Troy: That’s it! I don’t believe it! Solomon has just beaten Briggs, just like that!

Ferrara: What an impressive victory!

The fans boo as “Hear Me” replays and Gindin enters the ring, celebrating with his client. After a while, Briggs gets to his feet and, while on the apron, begins yelling something inaudible at Solomon. Solomon hears this and shoves Briggs off the apron, continuing to celebrate. However, Briggs screams in pain as he hits the ground, having landed on his leg, which has seemed to buckle. Solomon continues celebrating as the camera cuts away.

* WINNER VIA PINFALL: SOLOMON *

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