A
video package airs, highlighting events that took place three nights ago on
pay-per-view at Hellbent, which saw Greg Tantalus retain the PWA Championship
over Romeo, with the help of a timely save from Jason Calysto. From
there, "By_Myslf" by
Ferrara: That's right, Troy, and we saw some big things go down three nights
ago in
Suddenly,
Ferrara is cut off as "Real Big" by Mannie Fresh explodes onto the
speakers and the fans go haywire for Jaguar, who emerges to a big burst of
flaming pyro!
Ferrara: Yeah, but Troy, the question is why?
Jaguar
grabs a microphone and heads into the ring, looking serious.
Jaguar: On Saturday night, I got a win over Jackie Baccaro, but you damn well
better believe it's not the win I was looking for. As much as those three have
put me through the last few months, I didn't go to
With that,
"Things Done Changed" by Notorious BIG hits the speakers and the fans
begin booing loudly as Jackie Baccaro emerges at the top of the ramp,
microphone in tow and Vulture at his side.
Baccaro: I need to run through you? Are you joking, Jaguar? If my memory
serves me correctly, I BEAT you to win the Progressive World Championship two
months ago. Then we rematched, and I beat you again. You had the chance to pin
me last night, but you couldn't get the job done. So, the way I see it, YOU
need to prove something to ME.
Jaguar: Listen punk, we all know that you can't beat me without Vulture or
Morgan Day in your corner. It's no secret. So why don't you just...
Baccaro: Oh, I can't beat you without them?
Jaguar: You heard me.
Baccaro: How can you be so sure of that?
Jaguar: Because you don't have the balls to face me in a match where they
aren't a factor.
Baccaro: Name the match.
Vulture is shaking his head in disagreement.
Jaguar: Steel cage match. You and me, in the cage, November 19,
Baccaro: Done.
Vulture
then rips the mic away from Baccaro.
Vulture: He didn't mean that. C'mon Jag, he didn't mean that, you know how
kids are. C'mon Jackie, we're outta here.
Jaguar: I believe the man said yes.
Baccaro: I did say yes. Jaguar, I'm not afraid of you. At Fallen Souls, I'm
gonna beat you by myself, and I'm gonna prove to the world that I am serious
business.
With that, "Things Done Changed" hits again and Baccaro exits
alongside a frustrated Vulture, who does not agree with what just happened.
Jaguar, meanwhile, is all smiles in the ring, having gotten exactly what he
wanted. The fans cheer, buzzing at the announcement of the first Fallen Souls
pay-per-view match, as we take our first commercial break.
-- COMMERCIAL
BREAK --
Back from
break, the camera catches Morgan Day walking through the backstage area. She
finds the makeup lady and stops.
Morgan: Are the rankings up yet?
Makeup lady: Yeah, Mr. Cox just posted them a few minutes ago. They're outside
his office.
Morgan: Thanks.
Morgan continues to walk through the backstage area until she reaches Cox's
door. There is a sign posted outside the door, and it reads, "Women's
Rankings, October 2005 - Champion: Keiko Ishida; 1: Liz Rush; 2. Dee Licious;
3. Morgan Day."
Morgan sees the sign and is absolutely livid. Seething, she pounds on Cox's
door. Cox opens and Morgan bursts inside.
Morgan: What the hell is the meaning of this?! What in the bloody hell do I
have to do to get some respect around here?! Liz Rush?! Liz RUSH?! I DESTROYED
her in a match, Cox! DESTROYED her!
Cox: Listen Morgan, I told you that Liz Rush was well-liked and well-respected
by the board. That was the direction we were probably going to go in, and
that's the direction we have chosen. Liz Rush is the number one contender to
the Women's Championship, and that decision is final.
Morgan: You aren't a very smart man, are you Mr. Cox?
Cox: What does that mean?
Morgan: A match between myself and Keiko Ishida would be the biggest match in
the history of PWA women's wrestling, yet you seem so adamantly against letting
it happen. I have defeated everyone thrown my way since entering the PWA, yet
you won't give me my just due, simply because you're trying to establish your
own regime around here. The sooner you realize that Keiko and I are in a class
by ourselves in this division, the sooner you will allow these fans the
privilege of seeing women's wrestling at its finest, that is if Ms. Ishida doesn't
run away from a fight again.
Cox: Alright Morgan, I hear what you're saying. And I don't dispute the fact
that you are a gifted athlete, or that you deserve a title shot down the line.
But you're going to have to work with me here. Walter Gindin's negotiations are
a lot to deal with, and he wants no part of you, so that complicates things in
itself. But I'll tell you what I'm going to do. You're booked in a match
against Camieko tonight, which is actually up next, so you'd better hurry up
and get out there. Now, if you win, I have you pencilled in for a match against
Dee Licious next week. Liz Rush is the number one contender, but her title match
is scheduled for Frequency on November 15, three weeks from tonight. If you can
beat Camieko tonight, your match against
Morgan
scowls at Cox and leaves the room, still pissed off about not being named
number one contender. She powerwalks out of the room, headed for the ring,
ready to take out her aggression on Camieko. However, as she walks, she hears a
voice call out to her.
Voice: Hey there, sexy ass!
Morgan turns around with a look of rage to find a smiling Jackie Baccaro.
Vulture is not present.
Baccaro: How bout you...
Before Baccaro can finish his sentence, an enraged Morgan grabs him by the
throat and pins him against the wall!
Morgan: (clutching his throat and speaking aggressively and venomously) Now
you listen to me, you moronic hollow-headed piece of shit toolbag bastard, I
have had just about enough of your infantile advances and third-grade wooing!
That is NOT the way to a woman's heart, you nimrod, and it certainly will NEVER
be the way to mine! If you want to impress a lady, shower her with beautiful
flowers, give her sweet, subtle compliments, offer to take her to a nice
dinner, hold the door for her, use some bloody chivalry, for God's sake! Do
ANYTHING but what you're doing! You are an IDIOT, Jackie Baccaro, a mindless,
useless, pea-brained IDIOT! (she now begins to scream) I hate you! I hate you!
I HATE you! Go back to high school! That is where you belong! This is where you
have gotten with me, this is what you have done! You have driven me bloody mad!
(her pitch lowers to it's original tone) I'll let you off this time, but I
swear, Jackie, if I hear you and your infantile advances come after me again, I
will do the same thing, but next time, I won't let go until you're DEAD!
With that, Morgan lets go of his throat and storms to the ring. Baccaro
coughs several times and rubs his throat before smiling widely.
Baccaro: (to himself) Note to self: buy flowers. (shaking his head and smiling)
Yup, she wants me. She wants me BAD.
Baccaro then walks away as we take a break.
-- COMMERCIAL
BREAK --
Back from break "Hot Like Fire" by Aaliyah is blasting over the
speakers, and Camieko is standing in the ring, ready for action. Moments later,
"The Horror" by RJD2 hits the speakers and a mixed reaction meets
Morgan Day as she makes her way to the ring. The cheers outweigh the boos, but
only slightly.
Troy: Alright, we're ready for our opening contest of the evening, and it's
going to be a big one in determining a future number one contender to the
women's championship.
Ferrara: That's right,
*
MORGAN DAY VS. CAMIEKO *
Referee: Dan Martin
The bell sounds and Morgan immediately goes after Camieko, taking her right
down with a vicious clothesline. Morgan begins stomping away viciously on her
opponent, completely relentless. Camieko struggles to get back to her feet, and
when she does, Morgan lifts her up and heaves her hard into the corner. Morgan
charges at her and blasts her with a huge clothesline. Camieko stumbles
forward, and Morgan downs her with a hard snap suplex. Morgan covers... one,
two, and Camieko kicks out.
Camieko struggles to her feet, and Morgan begins stinging her with repeated
furious knife-edge chops. Camieko stumbles to the ropes, and Morgan tosses her
off them, taking her down with a big back body drop as she returns. Morgan then
lifts Camieko up and whips her against the ropes, nailing her with a huge
powerslam as she returns! Camieko is dazed on the mat and is having trouble
getting up. Morgan uses this opportunity to position herself. Once Camieko does
rise, Morgan nearly takes her head off with a blistering muay thai kick!
Camieko crumbles to the mat, presumably unconscious. Morgan places her boot on
Camieko's chest... one, two, and Morgan takes it off.
Troy: Oh, c'mon Morgan, you have the match won!
Ferrara: Yeah, but she's not done! And listen to this, the fans are cheering!
Morgan signals for the Sharpshooter and the fans begin cheering loudly. Day
locks the hold in tightly, and the referee immediately calls for the bell,
which elicits a big pop from the crowd. "The Horror" replays over the
speakers and Morgan Day exits the ring without celebrating or turning back
around. There is a scowl on her face that hasn't left since the night began,
and it stays with Morgan as she exits through the curtain.
Troy: So next week, it will be Morgan Day vs. Dee Licious, with a Fallen
Souls title shot on the line!
*
WINNER VIA SUBMISSION: MORGAN DAY *
-- COMMERCIAL
BREAK --
Back from
break, we are taken to a portion of the backstage area where Walter Gindin is
furious, throwing his hands in the air. The Women's Champion Keiko Ishida is
next to him, stone-faced.
Gindin: How can you just stand there?! I told you to go out there and attack
Camieko, get Morgan disqualified! That's all you would have had to do! Now, we
have to deal with Morgan Day next week in a number one contender's match! Do
you know what this means?! If she wins, there's no way out! You're gonna have
to wrestle her! We need to do something about this!
Keiko: I will do nothing. If she wins, she wins. I am an honorable champion. I
will take on all challengers.
Gindin: No you won’t! You will take on all challengers not named Morgan Day!
Keiko: I will not tamper with her match. That is final.
Ishida then exits the room, offended.
Gindin: (to himself) Oh maybe you won't. But that doesn't mean I won't.
The camera then shifts to another portion of the backstage area, where CEO Kerry
Cox is running after GI Jew, who is headed to the ring. Cox finally catches up
with him and Jew turns around.
Cox: I've been looking all over for you. Speed Demon's not here.
Jew: What do you mean he's not here?
Cox: He's not here. I booked him in this match tonight because he told me he'd
be here as he was taken backstage at Hellbent. He said he'd be here tonight and
he wants a piece of the Army, so I booked this match. But he's not here. And
there's no time. I'm sorry, man, but you and Scythe are gonna have to go it
alone.
Jew: That's fine. I don't care. As long as I get a piece of them. Where's
Scythe?
Cox: He's back in his dressing room right over there.
Jew: Excuse me a minute.
Jew walks over to Scythe's dressing room and enters. A sullen-looking Scythe is
sitting on the floor, his back turned to the door.
Jew: You ready?
Scythe: I guess.
Jew: You guess?!
Jew grabs Scythe and yanks him up violently.
Jew: I'm gonna need more enthusiasm than THAT out of you, boy! Speed Demon
isn't here tonight, so you and I are going it alone against three of the most
dangerous dudes in the PWA. I'm basically trusting you with my life tonight, so
you need so shake off your attitude and get in the zone. Everyone loses to
Solomon, so don't complain to me about it. I've probably lost to the dude more
times than anyone in this company. Shake it off and bring your A-game to the
ring tonight. If you don't, we're both gonna get our asses handed to us
tonight, and you're gonna have me to answer to next week.
Jew then exits the room and heads to the ring, with Scythe staring back at him
with an unreadable glare as we take a break.
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
Back from
break, "We Who Are Not As Others" by Sepultura blasts onto the
speakers and the fans begin booing loudly as the Army of the Damned makes its
entrance. Bishop Cross leads the new Tag Team Champions, Loki and Reaper, to
the ring, and the fans are certainly not happy to see them. As the trio
prepares in the ring, "With You" by
* 3-ON-2 HANDICAPPED MATCH: ARMY OF THE DAMNED VS. GI JEW & SCYTHE *
Referee: Tom Stevens
Jew and Scythe immediately take the fight to the opposition, establishing
themselves an early edge, clearing the ring of the heels and sending the fans
into delight to get things going. Jew and Scythe slap hands in the ring, and
all appears to be forgotten with their backstage exchange moments ago.
Jew opts to start the match off, and starts things off against Reaper. Reaper
and Jew lock up in the center of the ring, and Reaper gets the initial
advantage, shoving Jew to the mat. However, Jew pops right back up and tackles
Reaper to the mat, pummeling him! The fans cheer wildly at this development,
and Reaper quickly tags Loki in.
Loki
charges at Jew, but Jew takes him down with a hard clothesline. Loki gets back
to his feet, but Jew downs him again with another clothesline! Loki charges at
third time, but this time, Jew braces for his arrival and nails him down with a
shoulder block! Jew is doing well, but Bishop Cross enters the ring and clubs
him down violently from behind. Cross is then tagged into the match, and Cross
lets Jew to his feet and asks Jew to tag in Scythe. However, Jew ignores Cross’
request, and nails him with a shot to the face! Jew lets loose with offense initially,
but a distraction from Reaper on the outside leads to a vicious assault being
commenced on the part of the Army. All three men use double and triple-team
attacks to keep Jew at bay. However, when Jew finally, after several minutes,
nails Reaper with a Gore, incapacitating him, Jew opts to get to his feet and
continue battling the Army rather than tag in Scythe, who has yet to enter the
ring! Feeling slighted and somewhat disgusted, Scythe jumps down from the apron
and leaves!
The fans
boo Scythe as he exits the arena, leaving Jew all alone. As soon as the Army
notices Jew by himself, the three all swarm the ring and attack Jew at once.
This prompts the referee to throw the match out and disqualify the Army, but
they don’t care. A beatdown on a helpless Jew continues until, suddenly, the
lights go out, and when they go back on, Speed Demon is in the ring, baseball
bat in tow! Demon runs off the Army as GI Jew struggles to his feet in the
ring!
Ferrara: I’m sure he will,
Troy: And the question is, when will Speed Demon and Bishop Cross get it on in
this ring? Stay tuned, folks, we’ll be right back!
* WINNERS VIA DISQUALIFICATION: GI JEW
& SCYTHE *
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --