EPISODE 1.10 – TUESDAY, JULY 13, 2010
PHILLIPS ARENA
ATLANTA, GA

An extensive video package airs, highlighting events that took place last week, including Showtime Damon Savage being knocked out backstage, forcing him to miss his scheduled shot at Anthony Failla’s PWA World Heavyweight Championship, and Hollywood Mike Griffin turning on Greg Tantalus in their two-on-three handicap match against Synergy and Chase Stone.

The package then turns its attention to the Seven Deadly Sins match, giving us an extensive recap of everything that took place, from Jaguar forcing Michael Grieco to submit in the Second Sin, to Grieco directly causing Jaguar’s subsequent elimination in the Third Sin, to Solomon double-crossing Scythe and eliminating him in the Fourth Sin, to Vulture eliminating Jackie Baccaro in the Fifth Sin, to Scythe rushing back out to prevent Solomon from escaping the cage in the Sixth Sin, with Vulture plummeting to the outside to advance to the Seventh Sin shortly thereafter. We then conclude with a recap of how the match came to a close, with Dan Crowley impressively getting Solomon up for the Brutal Legend and pinning him inside the steel cage in the Sixth Sin, followed by outlasting Vulture in the Seventh Sin, climbing the ladder and grabbing the briefcase to win the Seven Deadly Sins match.

From there, the opening credits for PWA: The Rebirth roll, after which we are sent inside the Phillips Arena in Atlanta, Georgia, where an impressive pyrotechnics display ensues! At its conclusion, we are sent to ringside to Victor Troy, who is seated with Jason Calysto and Randall Buckingham.

Troy: Hello everyone and welcome to PWA: The Rebirth! I’m Victor Troy, and tonight, I am once again joined by The Iceman Jason Calysto, fresh off an impressive victory over GI Jew last week in his return to the ring! Iceman, welcome back to the broadcast booth!

Calysto: Thanks Vic, it’s good to be back here. But it looks like we’ve got ourselves a little company, huh?

Troy: Indeed we do. Here on commentary for the second consecutive week is Randall Buckingham, the newest member of the PWA broadcast team. Randall, how are you doing this week?

Buckingham: Oh, just fine, Victor. Just fine. I’m back here for another fine week of PWA broadcasting, wondering why I’m not taking the lead on these broadcasts yet.

Troy: You sat in for one week and think you already know enough to be the lead announcer on a broadcast?

Buckingham: Like I said to you last week, this is pro wrestling. It isn’t rocket science. It’s not even baseball. If I can lead a baseball broadcast, I can certainly lead this broadcast.

Calysto: Looks like you found yourself a real winner, Vic.

Troy: Hey, blame Justin Schenck. I didn’t hire this guy.

Calysto: You know, Buckingham, if you think you know all there is to know about wrestling, why don’t you meet me in the ring over there and we’ll test that out?

Buckingham: I said call the action, Calysto, not be part of it.

Troy: Alright, enough of this. Folks, we’re just seven days removed from the biggest broadcast of the season thus far, and tonight, we are going to have one hell of a show for you in its own right!  But first off, Iceman, let me ask you. After such an impressive return last week, why are you back here with me tonight?

Calysto: Because I proved my point. I think, at this point, everyone can consider themselves on notice. I am content to sit here and call the action. But if duty calls, I’ll be glad to answer it again.

Troy: Sounds good to me. Now, as far as tonight’s show goes, we have a HUGE double main event to bring you, with both matches springing forth due to events that took place during the Seven Deadly Sins match. We are going to see an incredible match tonight, something that will be occurring for only the second time, and for the first time since Everlasting Epic V. Tonight, ladies and gentlemen, Vulture and Jackie Baccaro go one-on-one!

Calysto: And coming off Vulture’s elimination of Baccaro in the Seven Deadly Sins bout, I’m sure Baccaro isn’t a happy camper here tonight.

Troy: He most certainly isn’t. In fact, a little later on tonight, we are going to show you exclusive footage from after we went off the air last week involving Jackie Baccaro and the Duvals, and let me tell you, it’s pretty shocking stuff.

Calysto: That’s a little bit later, but also later tonight, we are going to see Solomon take on Scythe!

Troy: Scythe and Solomon each feel that the other is responsible for their respective eliminations last week, and they are ready to take it out on one another tonight.

Calysto: Tensions between these two have been brewing the entire season, and I think we’re going to see them come to a head tonight.

Troy: Also last week, we saw Hollywood Mike Griffin shockingly turn his back on Greg Tantalus. Tonight, Justin Schenck and Griffin will reportedly provide answers to Tantalus on why this happened, when they face off via satellite. Tantalus is home in Denver tonight but will join us later on via satellite, and that should definitely be something to see.

Calysto: Absolutely.

Buckingham: Guys, don’t forget, we have an International Championship match tonight, where Michael Grieco defends the title against Evan Black, and a tag team bout, pitting the champions, Paul Dawkins and Renegade, against the newly-minted team of Matthew Magellan and Briggs in non-title action.

Calysto: Hey Vic, this guy IS awake. How about that?

Troy: How about that indeed! In any event, let’s send it over to Lee Palmer at ringside!

***

Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the winner of the Seven Deadly Sins match and the number one contender for the PWA World Heavyweight Championship, Dan Crowley!

The Atlanta crowd goes nuts as “Judas Rising” by Judas Priest explodes onto the speakers and Dan Crowley makes his entrance! Crowley looks extremely pumped as he heads down the aisle, slapping hands with fans, before entering the ring and graciously accepting the microphone from Palmer. The “Crow-ley” chants refuse to die down until Crowley begins to speak.

Crowley: Thank you. Thank you so much for that. You know, it’s been a hell of a ride this week. I don’t think a whole lot of people gave me much of a chance to win Seven Deadly Sins last week, and I think if they did, they probably gave up on me when I was locked in a steel cage with Solomon in the Sixth Sin. But I dug down deep, I persevered, and I did what only three people have done before me, and that’s pin Solomon, clean in the middle of the ring. Then, I got past Vulture in the Seventh Sin, climbing the ladder and grabbing the briefcase before he could, and now, I have my ticket punched for Everlasting Epic.

The fans cheer wildly.

Crowley: Thank you. But you know, the one thing that I feel is being lost in all this is that I haven’t accomplished my goal yet. Don’t get me wrong, this is a nice start, but all winning Seven Deadly Sins last week did was secure me an opportunity. An opportunity I have every intention of taking full advantage of August 14 in Jacksonville at Everlasting Epic VI. I didn’t come this far and go through everything I went through to fall short in the championship match. I told each and every one of you that I would be PWA World Heavyweight Champion before this season is over, and now I have my chance to make that a reality. And I’ll be damned if…

Suddenly, “Better Think Again” by Submersed thumps onto the speakers and the fans begin booing loudly as the PWA World Heavyweight Champion Anthony Failla begins making his way out to the ring. The two stare each other down coldly as Failla heads towards the ring, grabbing a microphone and meeting Crowley face-to-face.

Failla: You’re pretty confident for a guy who has really accomplished nothing in your career. You can go on and on about this Seven Deadly Sins win all you want, but you don’t impress me. I’ve won a Seven Deadly Sins match, too. And I know you’ve won two now, but the first one was a joke and you know it.

Crowley: I’ve accomplished nothing in my career? Really? You know what? I won’t even bother to dispute that. There just isn’t any point. But if you think I’ve accomplished nothing, check back with me one month from tomorrow, when that belt that’s around your waist is in my hands, being raised to the sky, with “Judas Rising” blaring through Jacksonville Municipal Stadium.

Failla: There’s no way that’s happening, but if thinking that it will helps you sleep better at night, then go right ahead. But that’s not even why I’m out here. I’m here to make an announcement to the world, one that you and I both know to be true. There isn’t even a point in denying it. Your little façade is over.

Crowley: What the hell are you talking about, Failla?

Failla: YOU are the man that attacked Showtime last week!

Troy: What?! That can’t be true!

Crowley: This is pathetic. You’re clearly lying.

Failla: Am I? You and Showtime made matching declarations at the beginning of the season that you would win the PWA Championship before the season was out. He beat you to earn the opportunity. At that point, you had no way of knowing you would win Seven Deadly Sins. Admit it. You were overcome with jealousy. You did NOT want Showtime winning the championship first, making him someone who keeps his promises and you someone who can’t. So you made sure that he didn’t even get his shot. But I admire what you did, Crowley, I really do. You did it in such a way and at such a time that all the evidence points to me, when it was really you. It was the perfect crime. But don’t go on lying. We both know the truth, and these people deserve to know it, too.

Troy: This really can’t be true, can it?

Crowley: I’m not even acknowledging this. YOU attacked Showtime. This is completely ridiculous.

Failla: Where exactly WERE you when Showtime was attacked? Huh, Crowley?

Suddenly, “Footprints” by G-Unit blasts onto the speakers, and the fans go wild!

Troy: That’s Showtime Damon Savage’s music!

Calysto: Is he here?! I haven’t seen him backstage!

Moments later, Showtime’s image appears on the Jumbotron.

Showtime: Yo! Up here!

Crowley: Showtime! Where are you?

Showtime: I’m resting up at home in Pomona this week. Suffered a minor concussion last week, but I’ll get to that in a minute. I wanted to send out a little satellite message to everyone tonight, and once I saw what was going on right now, I figured what better time than now.

Failla: Showtime, did you hear what I said just now? It was Crowley. He’s the one that attacked you. He’s been jealous of you this whole time. I’m just as mad about it as you are. I was looking forward to facing you so…

Showtime: Failla, shut your damn mouth. You wanna know something? I saw your dumb ass. You didn’t count on that, did you? I know YOU took me out, not Crowley, because you managed to let me see you. Good job, jackass.

Suddenly, the smile fades from Failla’s face.

Failla: How the hell did you see me?! That plan was foul proof!

Showtime: I didn’t. But now you just confirmed that it WAS you, jackass. Again, good job.

The fans buzz loudly at this revelation.

Troy: He tricked him! Showtime just tricked Failla into revealing that he was the attacker!

Calysto: Failla walked right into that one!

Furious, Failla kicks the ring ropes in frustration.

Crowley: So much for your theory, huh Failla?

Failla: Shut up, Crowley! Just shut the hell up!

Failla turns to the Jumbotron, livid.

Failla: You think you can embarrass me, Savage?! Huh?! Next time I get my hands on you, I’ll make it so that you can’t open that big mouth of yours for a month!

Showtime: We’ll see about that. Now listen up, both of y’all. Because that wasn’t what I came here to say. First off, Failla, now that I know for sure it was you, watch your back, because I’m coming to whoop that ass and take your title. And I’m doing it right here, next week on The Rebirth!

Failla: You can’t do that! You can’t just decide that you’re getting a title match next week!

Showtime: You’re right, I can’t. But that’s direct from Justin Schenck. And Dan, I know you’re wondering what this means for you. But let me break it down for you. Next week, it’s me and Failla for the belt. Now, if by some fluke Showtime DOESN’T win the title, then the match between Failla and Crowley at Everlasting Epic is still on. But, when Showtime DOES beat your ass and make good on his promise, then we’re gonna have ourselves a triple threat in Jacksonville!

Troy: My God! What an announcement!

The fans cheer wildly at this.

Showtime: That’s all I got. Failla, your ass and your title are mine next week. And Crowley, congrats on the Seven Deadly Sins win, dawg. I’m out.

The video then cuts off as “Footprints” replays, leaving the whole arena buzzing. Failla appears to be furious, while Crowley looks stoic, amid massive cheers from the capacity crowd.

Troy: Unbelievable! Showtime and Failla WILL battle for the championship next week, and if Showtime wins, there is going to be a triple threat match for the title at Everlasting Epic!

Buckingham: What a start to The Rebirth!

Calysto: Agreed!

Troy: Folks, we’ll be right back, and when we return, it’s exclusive footage from after last week’s episode went off the air between Jackie Baccaro and the Duval Twins. Stay tuned!

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, we are shown a graphic that says “after The Rebirth, last week.” We then see the Duval Twins, Chris and Alexis situated in front of a television in the dressing room, watching their father Vulture get to his feet following his loss in the Seventh Sin to Dan Crowley, walking back up the aisle to a rousing ovation. Both Duvals have admiration in their eyes as they watch.

Alexis: He really was incredible tonight, wasn’t he?

Chris: Absolutely. The old man’s still got it.

Alexis: Don’t you kind of wish we had a better relationship with the man?

Chris: Of course I do. You know we’re only doing this to win his respect. Maybe someday we’ll…

Voice: Maybe someday you’ll what?

The Duvals are startled, and horrified when they turn around to find Jackie Baccaro standing behind them, fresh off getting stitched up after being put through a table by Vulture.

Chris: Listen Jackie… we…

Baccaro: Get out.

Alexis: What?

Baccaro: Just get out. We’re done here.

Chris: Are you kidding me?

Baccaro rushes over, grabs Chris, and thrusts him up against the wall.

Baccaro: Does it look like I’m kidding? I heard all I needed to hear from you two. You’re doing this to gain your father’s respect? Are you kidding me?! That man doesn’t DESERVE your respect, and you shouldn’t need his. He’s a bad person. You are better than him. And I’m out to destroy him. And if you’re not 100% behind me, then we’re through. So the two of you, get the hell out of my dressing room and don’t show your faces to me again. Because if you do, we’re going to have problems.

Shocked, Chris and Alexis exit the room and Baccaro shows no remorse.

***

Back to live action, we see a stoic Dexter P. Wellington in the locker room, in his dress clothes, staring into space. Moments later, Evan Black walks into the room and slaps him on the back. Wellington turns around and, upon seeing him, changes his expression to a wide smile.

Wellington: The time has arrived, Mr. Black. Good luck to you, tonight.

Black: Thanks Dex. I really feel like I’m ready for this.

Wellington: You are. The International Championship is going to change hands tonight. I can feel it.

Black: Thanks. Again, I really appreciate all the support you’ve given me the past few weeks. And I’m sorry things didn’t work out better for you in the Seven Deadly Sins last week. I was really hoping we’d leave Everlasting Epic with the top two singles titles in the company.

Wellington: Yeah, well sometimes things don’t work out the way you want. Sometimes things happen for a reason. I’ll find my way again. But tonight, this is all about you. Go out there and leave it all in the ring. You don’t know when you might get another shot. Treat tonight as though it was your last chance.

Black: Will do.

Wellington extends his hand.

Wellington: Good luck.

Black shakes Wellington’s hand and nods back at him.

***

The camera then shits to another portion of the backstage area, where a furious-looking Jaguar is walking through the backstage area. Backstage reporter Scott Cornelius scurries to catch up with him.

Cornelius: Jag! Jaguar! Any comment on what Michael Grieco did to you in the Seven Deadly Sins match last week after you eliminated him? What are your Everlasting Epic plans now that you are officially NOT in the main event?

Jaguar: Not now, Scott.

Jaguar then walks off, without even looking back. Cornelius is stunned as we head to commercial.

Cornelius: Wow. He didn’t even call me Corny…

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, “Demons” by Aria thumps onto the speakers and the fans begin booing loudly as the PWA Women’s Champion Zina begins making her way to the ring, alongside Alexis Duval.

Troy: Alright everyone, welcome back to PWA: The Rebirth. We’ve got women’s tag team action for you right now what should be quite the entertaining contest. The Women’s Champion Zina is set to team with Alexis Duval to take on the team of Lauren Tantalus and Keiko Ishida.

Calysto: Last week, Lauren came damn close to capturing the title from Zina in that unique four-on-four elimination bout, just as Keiko did two weeks back. Now, we’ll see them both have a shot at her, with throwing Alexis Duval into the mix.

Buckingham: And that should be particularly interesting, considering what we just saw involving Alexis.

Troy: Absolutely. It looks like the Duvals are twins without a country, so to speak, right now. But this is absolutely a huge opportunity for her to make her mark in the women’s division, just as it is a great opportunity for both Keiko and Lauren to establish themselves as the number one contender to Zina’s title.

With Zina and Alexis situated in the ring, “Free” by VAST hits and the Atlanta crowd begins cheering loudly as Lauren Tantalus makes her way out to the ring! She stops midway down the aisle and awaits the arrival of her partner, glaring at Zina the whole way. Moments later, “The Stone Monkey” by Kazu Matsui hits, and Keiko Ishida makes her entrance to a slew of cheers! Once Lauren and Keiko meet up, they slide into the ring together.

Referee Dan Martin gets everyone situated in the ring, and Zina and Lauren are set to start the match off. However, just before the bell is rung, “Reason to Hate Me” by Krayzie Bone hits and PWA creative director Justin Schenck appears from behind the curtain!

Schenck: Sorry to interrupt this match before it gets going, but I just have a brief announcement to make concerning the women’s division. Next week, we’re going to have two big bouts to determine the direction of the Women’s Championship at Everlasting Epic VI, which is one month from tomorrow. Next week, Lauren, Keiko: you two will compete one-on-one, with the winner earning a championship match at Everlasting Epic! And Zina, you will also be in action next week: defending the championship against Morgan Day in her contractually-guaranteed rematch! So, Zina, if you lose the title next week, we’ll have a triple threat at Everlasting Epic between Morgan, Zina, and the winner of Keiko and Lauren. And if you retain, it will be a good old-fashioned singles match pitting you against next week’s Keiko-Lauren winner. I’m sorry, Alexis, I don’t have anything for you, but that is my decision and it is final. Now let’s get this match started!

Troy: What an announcement!

Calysto: Next week sure is shaping to be a top-notch show!

PWA WOMEN’S CHAMPION ZINA & ALEXIS DUVAL VS. LAUREN TANTALUS & KEIKO ISHIDA
Referee: Dan Martin
The bell sounds to get this match underway, but Alexis Duval is too concerned with shouting at Schenck, angered that she is without any opportunities to get herself a pay-per-view title match. Zina quietly exits the ring as Keiko starts the match for her team, getting herself in position behind Alexis. The Duval Twin, however, continues to ignore the match, yelling back to where Schenck had been standing, and has now departed. Finally, Alexis turns around, only to be immediately destroyed with Ishida's Running STO!

The fans cheer wildly as Keiko pauses before making a cover to glare at Zina, who does not appear to be impressed. Suddenly, Lauren reaches out and slaps Keiko in the back, tagging herself in! Lauren then enters the ring, lifts Alexis up, points at Zina, and drills Alexis with a thunderous Tiger Driver, into a pinning combination! One, two, three!

Troy: And just like that, this thing is over!

Buckingham: Alexis clearly wasn't focused on competing right now, and I don't think it was only the perceived slight from Justin Schenck. Given her situation with Jackie Baccaro right now, I'm sure she's got a lot on her mind.

Calysto: True, but the story here is that Keiko Ishida and Lauren Tantalus have each sent a message to the champion Zina, but I don't think Keiko took too kindly to Lauren tagging herself in!

Indeed she did not. As "Free" replays over the speakers, Lauren dares Zina to come into the ring to confront her. Meanwhile, Keiko gets herself into position, and as soon as Lauren turns around, Keiko drills her down with a furious Running STO! However, a moment later, Keiko rises, only to be immediately drilled in the face by Zina's bicycle kick. The fans booing loudly, Zina demands her title belt from the timekeeper and raises it up high as she stands over three fallen competitors and "Demons" replays.

Troy: Zina gets the last laugh here tonight, but what's going to happen next week?! Zina defends that title against Morgan Day, and Keiko Ishida and Lauren Tantalus battle it out for the third time this season to determine an Everlasting Epic challenger! Big night for the Women's division next Tuesday, but for now, we're taking a break! We'll be right back!
WINNERS VIA PINFALL AT 1:06 – LAUREN TANTALUS & KEIKO ISHIDA

***

The camera cuts to the backstage area, where Dex Wellington is walking around with a perplexed look on his face. He then runs into Justin Schenck.

Schenck: What’s going on, Dex?

Wellington: Oh, nothing much.

Schenck: You look confused.

Wellington: I was supposed to meet Evan to go over some last-minute strategy in his dressing room five minutes ago, and he wasn’t there.

Schenck: He knows his title match is only a few segments away, right?

Wellington: Of course he knows that. That’s why I’m a little curious why he isn’t there. I was just about to go look for him.

Schenck: C’mon, I’ll help you look.

No sooner do they begin looking than does a security guard come running up to Schenck.

Guard: Mr. Schenck, one of your wrestlers is down. You’re gonna want to see this.

Schenck: (sigh) Not again.

Schenck and Wellington follow the guard around the corner and down the hall, where Evan Black can be seen lying on the ground, a gash on the side of his head, and blood all around him. The scene looks eerily similar to what happened last week with Showtime Damon Savage. Both Schenck and Wellington are furious.

Schenck: What the hell happened?!

Guard: We just found him like this. He’s unconscious. Looks like a blow to the head. The medics are on their way.

Schenck: Goddammit!

Suddenly, Wellington notices Michael Grieco and Dee Licious walking all the way on the opposite end of the hall.

Wellington: Son of a bitch…

Wellington then begins powerwalking his way down the hall, towards them.

Schenck: Where are you going?

Schenck then begins following Wellington down the hall. Wellington approaches Grieco, who doesn’t even realize what is happening. Once Wellington reaches him, he immediately slugs him in the jaw with a huge right hand! Furious, Grieco turns and lunges at him, but Schenck works to keep them apart! Dee also tries to get at Wellington, but Schenck stops her!

Grieco: What the hell is your problem?!

Wellington: What’s my problem?! What, did you and Failla have a nice long chat last week about the value of taking your opponent out right before a title defense because you’re afraid you’re going to lose?!

Grieco: What are you talking about?!

Wellington: Evan Black! Don’t play dumb! I know you knocked him out to get out of your title match! It wasn’t fun when Failla tried to deny it last week, so don’t waste our time now! You’re a coward, Grieco!

Dee: You don’t know what the hell you’re talking about, Wellington! We haven’t seen Evan Black all day! And why would Michael even be worried about some rookie?!

Wellington: You’re both liars!

Schenck: Everybody quiet down! That’s it! I’ve had it! You know what we’re gonna do? We’re gonna have ourselves an International title match tonight. Grieco, I don’t know if you took Evan Black out, and at this moment, I don’t care. Doctor!

Schenck shouts down the hall, ushering one of the doctors looking at Evan Black to come over. The doctor runs down the hall.

Doctor: Yes?

Schenck: What is the wrestler’s status?

Doctor: We need to take him to the hospital and run some tests. He’s gonna be okay, but he might have suffered a concussion.

Schenck: So his match tonight?

Doctor: He most definitely cannot wrestle tonight.

Schenck: Very well. Thank you.

The doctor nods at Schenck and then runs back down the hall. Schenck then turns back to Grieco, Wellington, and Dee.

Schenck: So that settles it. Tonight, Michael Grieco defends the International title against… Dex Wellington.

Schenck then walks off as the fans in the arena buzz.

Wellington: You’re gonna pay for what you did, Grieco.

Grieco: Yeah, whatever. You’re gonna regret putting your hands on me, Richie Rich. I’ll see you in the ring.

Troy: What a turn of events! Evan Black is unable to compete and Dex Wellington will be taking his place, for the title, right here tonight!

Buckingham: That should be explosive!

Troy: Folks, we’ll be right back!

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, “All or Nothin” by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers is blaring over the speakers and Kris Anthony is standing in the ring, ready for combat.

Moments later, “Charlie Big Potato” by Skunk Anansie hits and John Wolfe makes his way to the ring amidst a chorus of boos. Wolfe is no-nonsense as he steps over the top rope and into the ring.

JOHN WOLFE VS. KRIS ANTHONY
Referee: Jose Soares
The bell sounds and Wolfe stands back, not moving a muscle. Anthony isn’t sure how to play this, so after a brief pause, he bounces off the ropes and charges at Wolfe. However, Wolfe sticks his boot up and drills Anthony thunderously in the jaw! He then lifts him up, whips him against the ropes, and destroys him with a furious tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Finally, Wolfe pries Anthony off the mat and absolutely demolishes him with a hellacious chokeslam! Wolfe sticks his right pinky on Anthony’s chest, hardly breaking a smile… one, two, three.

Troy: Unbelievable! ANOTHER dominating victory for John Wolfe!

Calysto: This is starting to get frightening!

Troy: Lots more action to come your way tonight, folks! Later on, Vulture goes one-on-one with Jackie Baccaro! But before that, Solomon and Scythe collide in what should be an absolute war! Not to mention the via satellite confrontation between Greg Tantalus and Hollywood Mike Griffin, which also features Justin Schenck and should… wait, I’m being told we’re going to send you backstage for events that took place just moments ago.
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 0:43 – JOHN WOLFE

***

In the backstage area, we see Vulture suiting up for his match tonight with Jackie Baccaro, his wife Morgan Day at his side.

Morgan: You ready for this?

Vulture: For Giacomo? C’mon. I taught the kid everything he knows. He’s dangerous, but I was FAR more concerned about Seven Deadly Sins last week than I am about this.

Morgan: Don’t underestimate him. As much as I loathe the bastard, he DOES have a hell of a lot of talent.

Vulture: Don’t worry. I’m not taking him lightly by any means.

Their conversation comes to a cold stop when Vulture’s children, the Duval Twins, appear in their doorway.

Morgan: What the bloody hell do you two want?

Chris: Can we have a minute with our father? We have something we need to say.

Morgan: Anything you have to say to him, you can say in front of me.

Alexis: Fair enough. Can we come in?

Vulture: Fine. Come on in. Now what is this all about?

Chris: Look, we’ve been doing a lot of thinking over the past week, and we’ve realized that we’ve made some huge mistakes since we got here.

Alexis: I don’t want to make excuses for either one of us, but we’ve had Jackie Baccaro in our ear for a long time, and it was easy for our minds to get a bit polluted.

Chris: We understand that you didn’t know about us. And we can’t change that. None of us can.

Alexis: But what we can change is what happens from this point forward.

Chris: And we want to have you as a part of the rest of our lives. So, basically, we’re here asking for a fresh start. I know we got off on the wrong foot. But haven’t you ever made mistakes before?

Alexis: We’re sorry, Dad. We really are.

Vulture: Did you just call me Dad?

Alexis nods back at him.

Chris: We have a lot of ground to cover, but we both really want this. Will you give us another chance?

Vulture is silent for several moments, then sighs. He looks over at Morgan, who has a disapproving look on her face. He then turns back to his eager children, and ultimately smiles at them.

Vulture: Of course I will.

The Duval Twins wear wide smiles as they approach their father and hug him.

Vulture: Why don’t we meet up after the show and get a bite to eat? I hardly know anything about you guys. I would like that. A lot.

Chris: You got it, Dad.

The Duvals then walk off and exits. Vulture, smiling widely, turns back to Morgan, who is not sharing the same positive sentiment.

Morgan: Do you really believe them?

Vulture: Why shouldn’t I?

Morgan: I don’t know. The timing… their fallout with Jackie… it’s all just… I just have a bad feeling about this.

Vulture: Well, they’re my kids. I already denied them once. I can’t do it again. I’m gonna have to just put my faith in them.

Morgan: I really hope you’re right.

Vulture stands up and kisses her.

Vulture: Don’t worry. It’s gonna be fine. Trust me. These kids are alright.

He then walks off, while Morgan can’t shake the worried look on her face.

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

As we return from commercial, “Spitfire” by The Prodigy is blaring over the speakers and Dynamite Dean Nash and Damien Fields are standing in the ring, ready for tag team competition. Moments later, “More Human Than Human” by White Zombie hits, and the Atlanta crowd begins booing raucously as Synergy makes its way to the ring.

The audience has absolutely no love for The Omega Steve Beovich and Don “The MVP” Capriglione as they make their way out to ringside, but the former Tag Team Champions don’t appear to care in the least. They make their way inside and shout taunts at Nash and Fields as referee Tom Stevens tries to bring them to a neutral corner.

Troy: Alright folks, we have former PWA Tag Team Champions Synergy in action here.

Buckingham: And we know they haven’t been in the best frame of mind since losing the straps three weeks ago.

Calysto: Absolutely not, and Greg Tantalus has had to feel the brunt of that for the past two weeks.

SYNERGY VS. DYNAMITE DEAN NASH & DAMIEN FIELDS
Referee: Tom Stevens
Capriglione and Fields are selected to start the action for their respective teams as the bell sounds. They lock up in the center of the ring, and Capriglione is immediately able to lock Fields in a side headlock and take him down, cinching the hold in tighter. Fields, however, fights his way back to a vertical base and counters out of it, drilling the MVP down with a back suplex! Fields then lunges over to his corner and tags in Nash.

Nash comes into the ring with a full head of steam, nailing the rising Capriglione as soon as he enters. However, when Nash attempts to lift the MVP off the mat, Capriglione boots him in the stomach, lifts him up, and drops Nash down, throat-first, onto the top rope! Capriglione then tags in The Omega and drills Nash with a thunderous spinebuster as Beovich climbs to the top! Before Damien Fields knows what hit him, the MVP flies across the ring, knocking him off the apron, while the Omega crashes onto Nash with the Extreme Precision frog splash! Beovich covers… one, two, three.

Troy: And that’s gonna do it for this one! What a dominating victory for Synergy!

Buckingham: They just sent a message that they are still very much a force to be reckoned with in the tag team division.

The fans boo loudly as Beovich and Capriglione are announced the winners and “More Human Than Human” replays over the speakers. Synergy elicits no reaction after the victory, exiting the ring and heading to the back, as Fields stands over the fallen Nash in the ring.
WINNERS VIA PINFALL AT 3:08 – SYNERGY

***

The camera shifts backstage, where Chase Stone is with creative director Justin Schenck in Schenck’s office.

Schenck: Did you see that? That is why Synergy is my favorite tag team in the PWA right now. When it’s time to get in that ring and perform, they go about their business and get the job done. And Chase, I know that’s exactly what you’re going to do too. I’ve finally booked you in your first real singles match on television tonight. I think you have advanced well beyond my expectations at this point in your training, and I know you are ready for combat. And tonight, I have hand-picked a very suitable opponent for you, someone I know will give you the challenge you deserve. So go out there, do your thing, and make me proud.

Stone: Without question, sir. I will make you proud. I will not let you down.

Schenck smiles and extends his hand, which Stone shakes.

Schenck: Now that’s what I like to hear.

***

The camera then shifts to a split screen of both Solomon and Scythe walking in the backstage area, headed for the ring.

Troy: Alright folks, stick with us! Right after the break, it’s Scythe and Solomon! What is going to happen when these two world-class athletes meet inside the squared circle?! Find out next!

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

As we return, “Hear Me” by Darkseed thumps onto the speakers and the majority of the Atlanta crowd boos the arrival of the Alaskan Monster Solomon. However, the Barrow Behemoth doesn’t seem to mind, slowly stalking his way out to the ring, carrying a small duffle bag, readying himself for battle. The seven-foot giant drops the bag off with ring announcer Lee Palmer before stepping over the ring ropes and entering the ring, awaiting the arrival of his opposition.

Buckingham: What’s in the bag, guys?

Troy: Your guess is as good as mine, Randall. I’ve never seen Solomon carry anything out to the ring before, so this is actually quite a mystery.

Moments later, “With You” by Linkin Park booms through the Phillips Arena and the Modern-Day Samurai Scythe makes his entrance! Unlike Solomon’s arrival, Scythe’s appearance is greeted by waves of thunderous cheers. Scythe acknowledges his fans as he heads to the ring, not losing sight of the importance and danger of the battle that lies ahead. Finally, Scythe enters the ring and stands toe-to-toe with Solomon as the bell sounds, getting this match underway.

Troy: What a battle we have in front of us!

Calysto: You could say this match was brought about due to the events that took place last week in the Seven Deadly Sins match, but that wouldn’t really be the whole story. These two haven’t seen eye-to-eye this entire season. They’ve already competed one-on-one once before this year, and they’ve battled in other larger matches a number of times as well. I think, however, that the difference in this match is that the hostilities between them are pretty much out in the open now. Solomon pulled a fast one on Scythe to eliminate him from Seven Deadly Sins last week, and Scythe responded by coming back out to the ring and making sure Solomon didn’t escape to safety in the Sixth Sin, which ultimately brought about his downfall. I’m not exactly sure what’s about to happen between these two, but I’m pretty sure it’s going to be ferocious.

SOLOMON VS. SCYTHE
Referee: Matt Hansen
The two are hesitant to lock up at first, and Solomon takes opportunity to jaw at Scythe, shouting and pointing at him. Scythe, however, remains unfazed, slapping Solomon right across the face! This incenses the Alaskan Monster, who lunges at Scythe, only to be taken down with a drop toehold! The fans cheer wildly as Scythe spins around and grabs Solomon in a front facelock, but they are unable to retain the positive thoughts for long, as Solomon powers himself back to a vertical base, lifts Scythe up into the air, and charges forward into the corner, repeatedly bashing Scythe’s spine into the buckles! Scythe relinquishes the hold in the process and Solomon begins to press his advantage.

Solomon punishes Scythe with a series of back elbows to the jaw, wounding him. Scythe then staggers forward, only for Solomon to grab him in a bearhug and begin shaking him violently, crushing his ribs! The fans are rightly concerned as the Modern-Day Samurai struggles in the hold, trying to will himself out of it. Drawing on the energy of the Atlanta crowd, Scythe begins repeatedly chopping Solomon in the head, weakening his grip with each additional blow. Finally, Solomon is weakened enough for Scythe to grab him in a front facelock, swing his legs out, and drill him with a DDT!

Troy: What a counter by Scythe! He has a chance to capitalize!

Buckingham: He’s going to have to do it soon, though. Solomon won’t stay down for long.

Calysto: Ain’t that the truth. When you’re competing against Solomon, you occasionally get these very small, very brief windows of opportunity. It’s next to impossible to capitalize on them, but if you do, you have a chance. But there’s a reason why this guy has only been beaten a handful of times in his career.

Scythe turns Solomon over and goes for a cover… one, two, and Solomon powers out.

Undaunted, Scythe pops up and gets himself into position. When the Alaskan Monster gets to his feet, Scythe immediately takes him down with a hard, deep armdrag! Solomon gets up again, only to be taken down with another armdrag, before being downed with a third! Finally, when Solomon gets up for a fourth time, the Modern-Day Samurai charges at him and clotheslines him over the top rope, sending Solomon tumbling to the arena floor!

The fans are cheering wildly as Solomon pounds the mat in frustration upon rising, but are prompted to cheer even louder when Scythe takes Solomon out with a baseball slide! Then, with Solomon staggered, Scythe climbs to the top rope and leaps off at Solomon, gliding down to the arena floor, toppling the Alaskan Monster with a diving cross body!

Troy: My God! What an unbelievable maneuver! Scythe may have a shot here!

The Atlanta crowd continues to cheer loudly as both Scythe and Solomon struggle to their feet, and referee Matt Hansen continues to count them out of the ring. Scythe makes it up first, but when he tries to help Solomon to his feet as well, Solomon lashes out at him, shoving him violently into the steel ringpost! Scythe’s back smashes against the post and he winces in pain, letting his guard down just long enough for Solomon to charge at him shoulder-first and smash him into the post again.

The referee’s count has now reached eight but Solomon doesn’t appear concerned. As Scythe staggers forward, Solomon grabs him, lifts him up, and destroys him with a modified Deep Freeze, sending Scythe hurdling into the ringpost, his ribs crashing into the steel before he drops hard to the mat! Solomon is nearly taken off his feet from the force of the maneuver, but by the time he regains his balance, the referee’s count reaches 10, and Hansen calls for the bell.

Troy: I think we’ve got ourselves a double count-out!

Buckingham: That definitely appears to be the decision, but it doesn’t look like Solomon is done with Scythe!
WINNER AT 7:02 – DOUBLE COUNT-OUT

It indeed appears that Solomon is not finished with his opponent, as he lifts him up and torpedoes him, shoulder-first, into the post! Then, Solomon stalks over to Lee Palmer, grabs the bag he came out to the ring with, and tosses it into the ring, before grabbing Scythe and rolling him into the ring as well.

Troy: There’s that bag again. What could be inside?!

Calysto: I don’t think it’s a big stretch to suggest we may be about to find out.

Solomon follows both the bag and Scythe inside the ring, and immediately lifts up the Modern-Day Samurai and crushes him down with a traditional Deep Freeze, connecting with furious impact! From there, Solomon reaches inside his bag and pulls out an electric hair clipper. With a sinister smile on his face, Solomon grabs a handful of Scythe’s cherished long hair and buzzes it off!

Troy: Oh my God! What the hell is Solomon doing?!

Calysto: This is just low, Vic! A samurai’s long hair is his badge of honor! He is, in effect, disgracing Scythe by cutting his hair like this!

He then continues on with the buzzer, shaving several giant clumps of hair out of Scythe’s head as the fans look on in horror. Moments later, Scythe is left with butchered, short hair, and is even bald in patches. Solomon makes sure to escape the ring quickly and exit through the crowd, knowing that he would likely be awaiting a backlash from the other wrestlers once he reached the backstage area. The fans, for their part, boo him mercilessly.

Buckingham: Why didn’t anyone come out to stop him?!

Calysto: That’s a great question, Randall. The fact of the matter is it just happened too damn quickly. First of all, it’s Solomon, so you can count on one hand the guys in the back that would even have been willing to come out in the first place, and number two, not everyone is standing around watching the monitor back there. Solomon had this planned all along and he executed the plan to perfection. How long did this all take him? Less than a minute? There just wasn’t enough time.

Troy: In any event, this was absolutely disgusting. I understand Solomon has a vendetta with Scythe, but this is just too far. He humiliated the man. He took this from professional rivalry to personal vendetta. I had a lot of respect for Solomon at one point, but this is just disgusting. Folks, we’ll be right back.

Scythe remains unconscious in the ring as boos flood the airwaves and take us to commercial.

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, the camera takes us to our ring announcers, Victor Troy, Jason Calysto, and Randall Buckingham.

Troy: Folks, what we saw before the break was just outright disgusting. Solomon and Scythe were having a match, quite a competitive match at that, but after both men were counted out, Solomon knocked Scythe out and cut away giant clumps of his hair. Fashioning himself a samurai, Scythe’s long mane, something that he has worn proudly since PWA first came into being in 2002, is a badge of honor. Solomon knew this and chose to make this matter intensely personal. Let’s send you backstage, where Scott Cornelius is trying to catch up with Scythe.

***

The camera shifts backstage, where Scythe has completely lost his cool, flipping tables over as officials try to calm him down.  A number of PWA stars are also on the scene, but they are all keeping their distance from a furious Modern-Day Samurai.  Scott Cornelius, however, bravely approaches him.

Cornelius: Scythe, I know this is a difficult…

Scythe: Where is he?! Where is Solomon?!

Cornelius: He fled through the crowd as soon as he…

Scythe now rips the microphone away from Cornelius and stares directly into the camera.

Scythe: You want a war, Solomon?! You’ve got a war!

Scythe then tosses the microphone to the ground and storms off.

***

The camera then shifts to another portion of the backstage area, where backstage reporter Traci Reed is standing by with the PWA International Champion Michael Grieco and his valet Dee Licious. Neither Grieco nor Dee is paying attention to Traci, as both instead marvel over Grieco’s title belt.

Traci: I’m here with the International Champion Michael Grieco, and Michael, you are just moments away from defending the championship against Dexter P. Wellington, who of course was not your originally scheduled opponent. In fact, your opponent, Evan Black, was brutally attacked earlier tonight, taking him out of the match. Do you still stand by your story that you had nothing to do with it?

Grieco and Dee are still talking amongst themselves.

Traci: Um, excuse me. I’m trying to conduct an interview here.

Dee: Shut up, ho. We’ll talk to you when we’re good and ready.

Grieco: It’s fine, Dee, I might as well get this over with. What are you asking? The same tired question? No, I had nothing to do with Evan Black’s attack. Let me ask you this. Why would I attack someone I just beat a few weeks ago?! It just doesn’t make any sense. Whether it’s Evan Black, Dex Wellington, whoever, it just doesn’t matter. I am the International Champion, and it’s gonna stay that way.

Traci: Well then can I ask you about Jaguar? You were eliminated by him in the Seven…

Grieco: (curt) I have no comment on Jaguar or the Seven Deadly Sins. In fact, it’s time to go. Dee, we’re out.

Dee follows Grieco away from the interview area, but not before scoffing at an amused Traci.

Troy: Michael Grieco versus Dexter P. Wellington for the International Championship is next! Don’t go anywhere!

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

As we return, “Marriage of Figaro” by Mozart blasts onto the speakers and the Atlanta crowd gives a very warm reception to Dexter P. Wellington, who appears pumped as he heads down the aisle!

Troy: What an opportunity tonight for Dexter P. Wellington!

Calysto: Really, a chance to turn a lemon into lemonade, when you think about it. Wellington thought he was coming here tonight to see his protégé Evan Black get a crack at this title. Now, thanks to Black’s injury, Wellington will be taking his place.

Buckingham: What is the situation going to be like between Wellington and Black if Wellington ends up winning the title though? You’d think there’d have to be some professional jealousy.

Troy: I think they’ll cross that bridge when they get to it. Right now, Dex Wellington is just a man with an opportunity, and quite the uphill opportunity it is.

Wellington, still not totally comfortable with the positive reactions he’s receiving from the crowd, tries to acknowledge the fans briefly as he heads to the ring, before entering it and stretching out on the ropes. Trying one last time to get loose, either out of necessity or nervousness, Wellington awaits his opponent.

Then, “Da Repercussions” by 50 Cent thumps onto the speakers, and the fans begin booing loudly at the arrival of the International Champion Michael Grieco, alongside Dee Licious.

Grieco brushes off the massive jeers he receives from the Atlanta crowd, focusing only on himself. He looks at Wellington as he walks down the aisle but only snickers, angering Wellington. Grieco then spends the rest of his walk down the aisle conversing with Dee. Finally, Grieco enters the ring and hands the belt over to referee Jose Soares, who sends both men to neutral corners and gives way to ring announcer Lee Palmer.

Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, this next contest, scheduled for one fall, is for the PWA International Championship!

Introducing first, the challenger, from Fairfield, Connecticut, weighing in at 227 pounds… DEXTERRRRR…. P… WELLLLLLLL-ING-TONNNNNNNNNNN!

And his opponent, from Staten Island, New York, weighing in at 251 pounds… he is the PWA International Champion… MIIIII-CHAELLLLLL GRIEEEEEEE-COOOOOO!

With that, Grieco and Wellington move towards the center of the ring as the referee holds the belt high and the bell sounds, officially kicking off this title bout.

PWA INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP:
MICHAEL GRIECO (champion) VS. DEXTER P. WELLINGTON (challenger)
Referee: Jose Soares
The match begins and Wellington moves in on Grieco, looking for a lock-up, but Grieco instead blasts him with a boot to the gut. With Wellington doubled over, Grieco blasts him in the back with a huge, clubbing forearm, bringing him to his knees.

Grieco then pushes Wellington over with by shoving his foot into DPW’s chest. Amused, Grieco walks over to the corner and shares a laugh with Dee. However, by the time he turns his attention back to Wellington, the philanthropist is ready for him, stunning him with a hard European uppercut!

Grieco is stunned after the shot and Wellington takes advantage, hitting the ropes and drilling him with a hard clothesline! Grieco is staggered, and DPW responds with a swift, flawless dropkick, the impact of which turns Grieco around! Then, Wellington locks on his waist and nails him with a German suplex, bridging into a pin! One, two, and Grieco kicks out!

Troy: Look at this! Grieco underestimated Wellington, and now Wellington has this match firmly in control!

Calysto: He does for now, but he’ll need to stay on Grieco like a hawk if he wants to win this! Grieco can change the momentum back in a heartbeat!

Buckingham: Are you kidding?! Wellington is NO match for Grieco, and we’re gonna find that out REAL soon!

With the fans chanting his name and Grieco groggy on the mat, Wellington rides the wave of momentum, heading straight to the top rope! With reckless abandon, Wellington prepares to leap off, but Dee jumps onto the ring apron and grabs Wellington's foot! DPW is able to shake free, kicking Dee off the apron to a huge ovation, but in the momentary distraction, Grieco pops back to his feet, runs up the ropes, and destroys Grieco with a belly-to-belly suplex all the way from the top rope!

Troy: My God! What a maneuver!

Calysto: He fell victim to Dee's distraction for just a few seconds, and that might very well cost him this match!

Grieco gets back to a vertical base and lifts Wellington up as well, positioning him for his triple powerbomb! However, before he can lift him for the move, Jaguar rushes out from the back!

Troy: It's Jaguar! It's Jaguar!

Buckingham: What the hell is he doing here?! He has no business in this match!

Calysto: I think payback for Seven Deadly Sins is coming!

Jaguar darts down the aisle and Grieco tosses Wellington to the mat, readying himself for Jaguar's interference. Referee Jose Soares sees Jaguar and warns him that if he makes physical contact with Grieco, he will have to disqualify Wellington. Instead, Jaguar stops at the base of the ring, saying nothing. This infuriates Grieco further, who shouts at Jaguar to come into the ring and fight him. However, Jaguar simply tells Grieco to turn around.

Grieco attempts to do just that, but it is already too late, as Wellington shoves him forward, into the ropes, and uses the momentum to roll Grieco up into a pinning combination! One, two, three!

Troy: Yes! Yes! Dex Wellington has done it! He has pinned Michael Grieco and is the new International Champion!

Calysto: This is a great moment for Wellington, but I can't help but wonder what Evan Black is going to think about this when he gets back!

Buckingham: Screw both of them! What about Michael Grieco?! He just got screwed out of the damn International title! This Jaguar is a lowlife!

Troy: Did you not see what happened last week?! Grieco only got what he deserved!

Buckingham: I saw, but he deserved better than THAT!

The fans cheer thunderously as "Marriage of Figaro" replays over the speakers and Wellington is crowned International Champion for the second time! Soares raises DPW's hand high and hands him the title belt, which he immediately secures around his waist proudly. However, realizing a situation is about to erupt at ringside, Wellington quickly departs the ring and exits to the back.

Meanwhile, Grieco throws a fit inside the ring as Dee rejoins him inside. In the midst of this, Jaguar rolls into the ring and goes at it hard with Grieco! The two fall to the mat, engaged in a ferocious battle of fisticuffs, and Dee immediately tries to claw Jaguar's eyes out to get him off her charge! Rapidly, numerous officials pour out from the back to separate the two, which they do at length.

Troy: It's absolute bedlam in that ring, folks, but we do indeed have a new International Champion, and I don't think we've seen the last of the struggles between Jaguar and Grieco! Folks, we'll be right back!
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 6:03 AND NEW PWA INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION – DEXTER P. WELLINGTON

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, the camera takes us to the back, where backstage reporter Traci Reed is standing by with Matthew Magellan and Briggs. Traci is doing her best to stay professional, but Magellan is staring at her inappropriately.

Traci: Welcome back to PWA: The Rebirth. I’m Traci Reed, and I’m here with Matthew Magellan and Briggs who, in just a few moments, will face the PWA Tag Team Champions Paul Dawkins and Renegade in a non-title bout, but with important implications. If they win the bout, they will challenge for the titles next week. And seriously, Matthew, are you going to just keep staring?

Magellan: I didn’t realize I wasn’t allowed to look at you anymore.

Traci: Listen pal, YOU ended things with ME. Remember that? I’m just trying to do my job here, so I’d really appreciate it if you could just cooperate and go about your business.

Magellan: Oh, Traci. So naïve. I ended things with you for your own good. It never would have worked out between us. I could never give you what you wanted. I’m not a one-woman man. In fact, I have a new woman by my side now. Would you like to hear about her?

Traci: No Magellan, I wouldn’t. I don’t think anyone else does either. All you are is a jerk that wants to spread his seed to as many women as possible without any regard to their feelings and emotions.

Magellan turns to Briggs with a serious look on his face, and then both burst out laughing.

Magellan: And you didn’t figure this out after I openly insinuated that the night we met, or based on the fact that I fashion myself a conquistador? You really are pretty dense, aren’t you, Traci? C’mon Briggsy, we have a match to prepare for.

The two then exit, and Magellan’s laugh can be heard echoing through the hallway as Traci stews.

Traci: This is Traci Reed signing off, disgusted with herself. Gentlemen, back to you at ringside.

***

When we head back to ringside, “Fight On, State” by the Penn State Blue Band hits, and the fans begin booing loudly as Chase Stone makes his way to the ring. Stone, however, pays them no mind as he enters the ring, readying himself for combat.

As Stone settles himself in the ring, “Control” by Earshot hits, and Darrin Giles emerges to a somewhat mixed reaction. Stone smirks slightly as he sees Giles approach, but Giles does not appear amused in the slightest.

Troy: Well folks, THIS is interesting. Justin Schenck told Chase Stone that he had handpicked an opponent for him, someone that would give him suitable competition. And now we find out that opponent is none other than Schenck’s former protégé, Darrin Giles.

Calysto: And let’s not sugar-coat this: Giles has fallen on some difficult times in that ring of late. He doesn’t have a victory yet this season, and I know from chatting with him in the back that he’s very frustrated by that. When he heard that Justin Schenck was taking the reins of PWA for this season, he was encouraged that he’d be placed in a reasonably prominent position. That just hasn’t happened. He lost to Evan Black in the premiere episode, and it’s really been all downhill from there.

Buckingham: So given all that, you KNOW that Giles is going to be extra motivated tonight to take down Schenck’s new favorite, the man he has been grooming for success throughout the entire season.

Troy: The question is, can Giles take advantage of this opportunity?

Calysto: I guess we’re about to find out.

Giles enters the ring, all-business, and gets right in Stone’s face. However, Stone pie-faces him, prompting the bell to sound, getting this match underway.

CHASE STONE VS. DARRIN GILES
Referee: Dan Martin
Giles doesn’t take too kindly to the show of disrespect, immediately spearing Stone down to the mat! Giles actually gets the crowd behind him somewhat as he pounds away on the Penn State graduate, but Stone before long is able to reverse the momentum and gain the advantage on Giles. Stone spins over Giles and grabs him in a front facelock. Giles tries to pull himself back to a standing position, but when he does, Stone releases his grip and then nails him with a belly-to-belly suplex!

Stone goes for the immediate cover, but Giles kicks out at a short two. Giles pops up and Stone charges at him with a clothesline, but Giles ducks under it and downs Stone with a swift dropkick as soon as he turns around! Stone gets up again, but this time, Giles boots him in the stomach and nails him with a DDT!

With Stone down, Giles attempts to move in for the kill, climbing up to the top rope. Giles then leaps off with his top-rope big splash, but Stone moves out of the way! Giles crashes chest-first onto the mat, the force of which sends him jolting back up to a vertical base. Stone then pops up and grabs him in a double underhook, flipping him over with a hard suplex! Giles gets up, at length, but when he does, Stone grabs him again, and this time drills him with a hard belly-to-belly suplex!

Troy: Giles had things under control for a little bit, it seemed, but now Chase Stone is really going on the offensive!

Buckingham: He definitely looks like he’s in a rhythm now.

When Giles reaches his feet once again, Stone boots him in the gut, bending him over. He then lifts him straight up in Fisherman Suplex formation, holding him high in the air for about five seconds before crashing him down to the mat, completing his finisher and locking him into a cover! One, two, three.

Troy: And that’s gonna do it for Darrin Giles!

Calysto: He gave it a good effort, Vic, but it just wasn’t enough against Chase Stone tonight.

Troy: Indeed it was not. Impressive win for Chase Stone here this evening.

The fans boo loudly as “Fight On, State” replays and Stone taunts the crowd in celebration. He looks down at Giles and snickers before exiting the ring and heading for the back.
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 4:00 – CHASE STONE

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, we see backstage reporter Scott Cornelius standing by with GI Jew. Jew is glaring menacingly at Cornelius as the interview begins.

Cornelius: Welcome back to PWA: The Rebirth, everyone. I’m here with GI Jew, who…

Jew: Would you shut the hell up already? Why did you ask me over here?

Cornelius: Uhh… I wanted to get your take on how the season has been going. You started things off by getting pinned by Vulture in a fatal fourway match in the season premiere, but from there, things have not exactly gone well for you. You were pinned by a rookie, Evan Black, you failed to qualify for the Seven Deadly Sins match, and then you were made to tap out by Jason Calysto last week. Are you at all disappointed with how the season has gone?

Jew immediately chuckles, but it becomes immediately apparent that he is simply trying to restrain rage. Moments later, Jew can no longer contain it and lashes out, grabbing Cornelius by the shirt and slamming him against the wall!

Jew: Who do you think you are?! You think you can talk to me like that?! Do you know who I am?! I am GI Jew! Nobody talks to me like that!

Suddenly, Kerry Cox runs over and pries Jew off Cornelius!

Cox: You’re picking on announcers now?! Why don’t you try to pick on me instead?!

With that, Cox slaps Jew in the mouth, leading to Jew tackling Cox to the ground and a brawl breaking out! Jew and Cox jockey for position on the ground, exchanging fists violently, before a slew of officials rush over to break up the melee! The two are ultimately pulled apart, but continue screaming at one another the whole time.

***

The camera shifts back to ringside, where "You Don't Know" by Eminem and 50 Cent blasts onto the speakers and the crowd goes wild for the reigning PWA Tag Team Champions Paul Dawkins and Renegade, who make their energetic entrance!

However, as Dawkins and Renegade make their way down the aisle, they are blindsided by Matthew Magellan and Briggs, who charge down the aisle behind them and clobber them to the ground!

From the ring, referee Matt Hansen admonishes the pair, but Magellan and Briggs ignore him, continuing their beatdown for several moments until they roll the champions into the ring. From there, Hansen has no choice but to ring the bell and start the match.

NON-TITLE MATCH:
PWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS PAUL DAWKINS & RENEGADE VS. MATTHEW MAGELLAN & BRIGGS
Referee: Matt Hansen
Briggs hurls Dawkins out of the ring, allowing Magellan to start things off with Renegade. The two-time former International Champion is somewhat incapacitated as Magellan stomps away at him, though he tries to fight his way back into the match. Magellan, meanwhile, is ultra-aggressive at this juncture, realizing what is at stake.

Troy: Not for nothing, but isn't it a little ridiculous that the referee started this match? Magellan and Briggs ambushed the champions before the bell had even rang. In my mind, that makes this match a no-contest and Magellan and Briggs lose their opportunity to earn a title shot.

Buckingham: Well, obviously not everyone thinks like you. Matt Hansen felt it was the right thing to do, so he started the match.

Calysto: It really just comes down to Magellan and Briggs were looking to gain an advantage in any way that they could, and attacking their opponents before the bout was a calculated risk. They gambled that the official wouldn't throw this match out, and they won that gamble. Now, they have a firm advantage in this match, and I'm not sure the champions will be able to overcome it. I think we're going to be seeing a title match next week.

Magellan now drops repeated knees on Renegade, trying to take him out before the match truly even begins. With Renegade prone, Magellan locks him in a seated sleeperhold, wrenching it in tightly, attempting to force him into early submission. However, Renegade rallies behind the support of the capacity crowd and gets himself back to a vertical base, before drilling Magellan with repeated elbows to the sternum and downing him with a hard belly-to-back suplex!

With both men down, Renegade begins working his way to the corner, but Magellan does the same. However, just before Magellan is able to make the tag to Briggs, Renegade reaches out his hand and tags Paul Dawkins into the match!

Troy: Here comes Dawkins!

Calysto: Magellan's in trouble now!

Dawkins comes in on fire, downing Magellan with a huge right hand and continuing this process each time Magellan gets himself back to his feet! Briggs then tries to enter the ring illegally, but Renegade charges back into the ring and lunges at him with a cross body, the momentum sending both of them tumbling to the outside of the ring!

Magellan gets up slower the fourth time, but Dawkins is ready for him, whipping him against the ropes and downing him with a powerslam as he returns! With Magellan dazed, Dawkins whips him into the corner and signals for the Stinger Splash!  However, just before Dawkins unleashes the move, Liz Rush darts out from the back and stands directly in front of Magellan, begging Dawkins off!

Troy: What the hell is this?! That's Liz Rush, Dawkins' former flame who left him for Dexter Wellington about four years ago!

Calysto: She has no place out here, Vic! What is her connection to Magellan?

Buckingham: Maybe this is that new lady-friend Magellan was alluding to earlier!

Dawkins shouts at Liz to get out of the way, but can't bring himself to Stinger Splash both of them. Meanwhile, on the outside, Briggs whips Renegade into the steel steps and walks back into the ring, unbeknownst to Dawkins. Referee Matt Hansen screams at Briggs to leave the ring, but he ignores him, spins Dawkins around, and drills him with a ferocious sit-out powerbomb!

Troy: My God! Briggs just absolutely destroyed Dawkins right there!

Magellan then stumbles out of the corner and covers Dawkins... one, two, three.

Buckingham: They've done it! Magellan and Briggs have triumphed! They will challenge for the gold next week!

Troy: Will you give it a rest?! This match was a travesty!

Buckingham: This was no travesty! This was an act of pure genius!

The fans boo loudly as “The Final Countdown” replays over the speakers and Liz Rush embraces Matthew Magellan in the ring, before sharing a lewd, inappropriate kiss that sickens many members of the audience. After this, Magellan fist-bumps Briggs, who stands stoically, glaring at the fans, before all three exit.

Troy: All I can say is that if Paul Dawkins resented Liz Rush before, I can only imagine the situation has just been made worse! But, in any event, Matthew Magellan and Briggs are indeed the number one contenders to the Tag Team Championship and will challenge for the gold in one week's time. Folks, we'll be right back!
WINNERS VIA PINFALL AT 7:24 – MATTHEW MAGELLAN & BRIGGS

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

As we return, “Reason to Hate Me” by Krayzie Bone hits, and PWA creative director Justin Scheck makes his way to the ring to a chorus of boos. Schenck pays no attention to the fans as he grabs a microphone and enters the ring.

Schenck: I suppose I should be a little bit upset that I just give and give and give to you people, yet every time I come out here, you boo me. And why do you boo me? You boo me because of what I’ve done to Greg Tantalus, a man who is not deserving of your sympathy. But that’s why I’m not upset with you people. Because you’re just uninformed and a bit ignorant when it comes to the reality of this situation. The fact remains that Greg Tantalus is NOT a good person. You can cheer him if you want, and that’s certainly your right as paying consumers, but I stand by each and every decision I’ve made in regard to this situation. Did I screw Tantalus over a little bit? Did I play with his personal life in order to get him to make a business decision? I did, and I have no problem admitting it. But I did it for all of you. Because if I hadn’t, he wouldn’t be here right now, and none of you would have been willing to plop down your hard-earned cash to see him try to kick my ass.

The fans cheer wildly at that last statement, which causes Schenck to snicker.

Schenck: Just like I thought. Anyway, first things first. Let’s bring out a man who knows Greg Tantalus better than any of you in this building tonight, and better than any of the other men and women in the back, including his sister. He is a man who I have a long history with, a man I once managed to the PWA World Heavyweight Championship. Ladies and gentlemen, please give it up for Hollywood Mike Griffin!

With that, “Parabola” by TOOL blares onto the speakers, and the fans give a mixed reaction as Hollywood Mike Griffin appears from behind the curtain. Some scattered cheers can be heard, but the majority of the audience is booing. Griffin thrusts his arms upward, eliciting a burst of pyro, and begins heading towards the ring, wearing slacks, a dress shirt, and a sports jacket, along with a pair of sunglasses. Griffin enters the ring, expressionless, and reluctantly shakes Schenck’s hand.

Schenck: And now, let’s get that satellite feed working. Greg Tantalus, are you there?

We then see Tantalus’ image appear on the Jumbotron, with the caption “via satellite from Denver, Colorado.”  He does not appear to be very pleased.

Schenck: Can you hear us, Greg?

Tantalus: I can hear you just fine, you miserable son of a…

Schenck: Whoa, whoa, whoa, calm it down there, Tantalus! We’re going to have this discussion like civilized men right now, or we can just cut this feed and you get no answers. It’s your call.

Tantalus: I don’t give a damn what you have to say, Schenck.  Griffin, start explaining! I’m not interested in beating around the bush here! Tell me why the hell you stabbed me in the friggin’ back last week!

Griffin sighs and composes himself before raising the microphone to his mouth and speaking.

Griffin: Look, Greg, the first thing I need you to know is that I’m sorry. I really wish there had been another way. I didn’t want to do what I did last week, but there was really no other option.

Tantalus: What the hell are you talking about?

Griffin: Look, it’s no secret that my movie career hasn’t gone EXACTLY according to plan since PWA went under four years ago. I thought PWA being gone would be the perfect excuse for me to springboard into a full-time acting gig, to take the movie industry by storm and never look back. Well, it hasn’t exactly worked out that way. And don’t get me wrong, it’s not like I’m some starving actor or anything either. I’m getting work. You all know that, you’ve seen me around. It’s just… not quite the way I’d imagined it would be. Then I heard that PWA was on its way back, and of course, Justin Schenck reached out to me to be a part of this season. I declined, because I’ve had my eye on one very specific role for a long, long time, and auditions and casting for that film were going to take place pretty much at the same time as this season. So, I opted not to join PWA for this run, worked a supporting role in another film, and kept my eye on the role I really wanted. Until auditions rolled around, and I was told I wasn’t what the producers had in mind for the part. Can you believe that?!

Anyway, this is where it gets interesting. It turns out that Justin Schenck is good friends with one of the producers, and I get a call from Justin a few weeks ago saying that the producer owes him a favor, and he can get me this part, as long as I do something for him. Mind you, I haven’t really been paying attention to what’s been going on here, and Greg, you know, we just haven’t been able to hook up on the phone. Busy schedules, you know. So, long story short, the part is mine, as long as I do everything Justin wants for the rest of the season. And the first thing he wanted was for me to lure you into a trap and humiliate you in front of your hometown fans last week.

Tantalus: And you did it?!

Griffin: Look Greg, I wouldn’t expect you to understand what it’s like to be Hollywood Mike Griffin. There’s a lot of pressure and…

Tantalus: Oh cut the crap, Griffin! Do you have ANY idea what the hell I’ve been through over the past year?! That’s right, you don’t. You know why? Because you weren’t there for me. I’m going through the most difficult period of my life, and not only does my best friend not give enough of a damn to pick up a phone and call, but now, he’s contributing to the living, walking nightmare that this PWA season is for me. You realize what you’re doing, right? You’re working directly with the man that caused all of this. The man who is responsible for all the misery in my life right now.

Griffin: You know, Greg, I hate to be the one to say this to you, but I think you need to look in the mirror a little bit. Maybe what Justin did was the catalyst, but you still were the one that committed the acts that sunk you. No one made that decision but you.

Tantalus: GOD! You sound just like him now! You know what? This is how it’s gonna be now? Fine. I didn’t need you before, and I don’t need you now. You know what you are, Griffin? You’re a flake. A complete and utter phony. You are only out for yourself, and you always were.

Griffin: And you can honestly tell me that you’re any different? Look Greg, I’m well aware of the fact that TFU was a partnership of two motivated individuals who were out for themselves, but whose goals happened to match up. There have been other times that they haven’t matched up, and we’ve had some wars in the ring during those times. Right now, it’s another of those times. I really do feel badly that my actions are hurting you, and you really are like a brother to me.

Tantalus: Yet you have no problem stabbing me in the back.

Griffin: I did what I needed to do to get what I needed to get. This is just business, Greg. This isn’t personal.

Tantalus: This couldn’t possibly be MORE personal! Do you know what I want to do to Justin Schenck?! I want to rip his head off and take a crap down his throat! Then I want to take his severed head and kick it through the goalpost when we get to Jacksonville for Everlasting Epic!

Schenck: You know, I’m still here, Tantalus, and I’m still your boss!

Tantalus: I wish you were HERE, you miserable piece of crap! What the hell is wrong with you?! You wanted me to sign, I said no, and you respond by destroying my life?! Who the hell do you think you are?! And why did you single ME out?! Griffin said no, and you reward him with a movie role and make him your henchman?!

Schenck: In my mind, Greg, there is no difference. And Mike, no offense to you, but in both cases, I wasn’t going to take no for an answer. In both cases, I found my angle. And now, you’re both here. And it’s not just that you’re both here. No. I have something BETTER than TFU now. I have Tantalus and Griffin on opposite sides!

Tantalus: You really are sick, you know that, Schenck? You did all this just to put me and Griffin in the ring with each other? And Griffin, how do you live with yourself? Is this really what you are? A man who sells out his principles to the highest bidder? You disgust me.

Griffin is noticeably upset by Tantalus’ remarks, but Schenck calms him down.

Schenck: To answer your question, Tantalus, no, I didn’t do all of this just to get you and Griffin back in the ring together. Because you’re going to have to EARN Griffin in the ring.

Tantalus: To be perfectly honest, the guy I want in the ring is YOU. YOU did this to me, YOU deserve to pay for it.

Schenck smirks at this statement.

Schenck: I had a feeling you might say that. So here’s what we’re going to do. Next week, come back out to the show, because you have a match. You will be going one-on-one with Don “The MVP” Capriglione. Win that, and you can face The Omega Steve Beovich the following week. Win that, and you can compete against Chase Stone the week after. And if you somehow win all three, then you will have earned the right to take on your former tag team partner, Hollywood Mike Griffin, at Everlasting Epic VI.

Tantalus: I still don’t see how that has anything to do with me getting your stupid ass in the ring.

Schenck: Because if you can defeat Mike Griffin at Everlasting Epic, you will get to compete against the creative director of the PWA, Justin Schenck, immediately thereafter.

For the first time tonight, Tantalus cracks a smile at this news.

Tantalus: You’re serious.

Schenck: I am. All you have to do is beat three guys in three consecutive weeks, and then beat your former partner at Everlasting Epic, and you’ve got me, one-on-one.

Tantalus: You just made the biggest mistake of your life, Schenck. I know you have some tricks planned to prevent me from even making it to Everlasting Epic. But now, you’ve just given me all the motivation in the world. You say you’ve been trying to motivate me all season long? Well, you’ve succeeded. And now that I’m there, there isn’t a damn thing in this world that you can do that’s going to stop me from tearing through all your goons, including the worthless schmuck standing next to you, so that I can rip you apart in Jacksonville!

Griffin: Hey Greg! Just remember… at the end of the day, you’ve still only beaten me once. I have your number and you know it. The rate you’ve been going this season, I’m not sure you’ll even make it to Everlasting Epic, but if you do, I can promise you that you will NOT be getting Justin Schenck in the ring. You WON’T defeat me.

Tantalus: Griffin, you had better get yourself in ring shape. Because I WILL make it to Everlasting Epic. And when I do, I’m going to do whatever it takes to beat you. Yes, I’ve only beaten you once before. But come August 14, we’re gonna make that twice, and there isn’t a damn thing you can do to stop me. And you know what else, Griffin? I’m gonna enjoy every damn second of it. And when I’m done with that, Justin… I’ll be coming for you. And believe me, when I’m done with YOU, you’ll think what happened to Griffin was a walk in the friggin park.

Tantalus then rips the microphone from his lapel and walks off the set as “Live to Win” by Paul Stanley booms over the PA system in Atlanta. In the ring, an irritated Griffin converses with an oddly-confident Schenck as we head to commercial.

Troy: What an announcement! Greg Tantalus must run the gauntlet of Don Capriglione, Steve Beovich, and Chase Stone over the next three weeks to get Hollywood Mike Griffin at Everlasting Epic, and if he beats him too, he gets to face Justin Schenck immediately thereafter!

Calysto: And don’t forget, Tantalus just promised that he will make it to Everlasting Epic, and do whatever it takes to defeat Griffin!

Buckingham: And then he said that when he finishes with Schenck, it’ll make what happened to Griffin seem like a walk in the park!

Troy: Well folks, it took 10 weeks, but it looks like Greg Tantalus has finally found his motivation! And for Justin Schenck’s sake, he had better hope the four men he has standing between Tantalus and him are capable of toppling him when he’s on his game! Because if not, August 14 will be a LONG night for our creative director!

Calysto: Indeed it will!

Troy: Folks, our main event is right around the corner! It’s Vulture and Jackie Baccaro in an Everlasting Epic V rematch, and it’s next!

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, "Hallelujah" by Bishop Lamont featuring Xzibit thumps onto the speakers and Jackie Baccaro begins making his way to the ring to a thunderous chorus of boos. Baccaro sneers at the fans as he approaches the squared circle, completely indifferent to their opinion of him.

Troy: Alright folks, we have one hell of an interesting main event in store for you here tonight! It's teacher versus student, as Jackie Baccaro gets another shot at his mentor, Vulture, the same man who defeated him at Everlasting Epic V in their one and only singles encounter.

Buckingham: And let's not forget the added twist to this bout now. Jackie Baccaro essentially groomed Vulture's illegitimate children, the Duval Twins, to be pawns in his war against his mentor. He recruited the Duvals, who never knew their father, as his personal minions, with the goal of destroying Vulture once and for all. Now, it appears his plan is backfired, the Duvals are no longer in his pocket and Vulture has his children back. Basically, this went from being a possibly three-on-one in favor of Baccaro, to perhaps even being a four-on-one against Baccaro, if you consider Morgan Day as well.

Calysto: I think that's taking it a little too far. Vulture isn't Jackie Baccaro. Vulture isn't about to try to win this match via outside interference. He is going to bring the fight to Baccaro straight-up, and I think he's going to beat him. Now, there's another factor we're not discussing here, something that Vulture told me before the show that he'd kill me if I brought up. But I think it's important for the people to know that Vulture took some pretty hellacious falls in the Seven Deadly Sins match last week. He eliminated Baccaro in the Fifth Sin, the tables portion of the match, but after Baccaro was gone, Vulture took a really nasty fall from the top of the steel cage, in addition to a few falls off the ladder, having his head smashed against the top of the ladder... simply put, Vulture is not even close to 100 percent tonight.

Buckingham: You're already making excuses for him? I know he's your friend, but there's no way Jackie Baccaro is at full strength either.

Calysto: I agree, but I also think that Baccaro has quite a bit more in the tank tonight than Vulture does. But, it doesn't really matter, because Vulture is going to win this thing regardless.

Buckingham: I disagree.

Troy: Well, we're about to find out, one way or another! Here comes the man in question!

With that, "Falling From the Sky" by VAST explodes onto the speakers, and Vulture makes his entrance to an enormous ovation from the Atlanta crowd! After his initial enormous burst of pyro, Vulture opts to forego his typical elongated ring entrance, tossing off his vest and charging down into the ring, anxious to take the fight to his former protégé!

VULTURE VS. JACKIE BACCARO
Referee: Tom Stevens
Vulture is barely in the ring before he and Baccaro are violently exchanging fists, and the bell sounds to kick things off officially. Vulture establishes the early advantage, staggering his larger foe, dazing him enough to back up to the ropes and charge at him with a running knee! However, Baccaro sidesteps it and immediately lifts him up, looking for the Baccaro Bomb! The attempt fails, however, when Vulture slips out, lands behind him, and shoves him chest-first into the corner. He then perches Baccaro on the top rope, facing outward, and begins to scale the corner behind him, looking for the Spider Suplex. Baccaro, however, has this well-scouted, elbowing Vulture in the jaw, which knocks him off the ropes and back down to the mat. Baccaro then gets his balance, climbs to the top, and springboards himself off, turning in mid-air to crush Vulture with a flying clothesline!

Troy: My God! What a maneuver!

Calysto: That's why Baccaro is so damn dangerous, Vic. He has such a deep, complete arsenal, and he does stuff out that no other man his size would ever dream of doing. I may not like the guy, but I know talent when I see it, and this guy is a fantastic talent.

Baccaro wastes no time going for a cover... one, two, and Vulture gets a shoulder up.

Baccaro wears a look of disappointment after the kick-out but recovers from it almost immediately, popping up to launch an array of furious and bloodthirsty kicks to Vulture's chest and midsection. Vulture fights back, however, working his way back to a vertical base and creating separation with stinging knife-edge chops to Baccaro's chest! With Baccaro staggered, Vulture whips him against the ropes and drills him with a thunderous back body drop as he returns! Baccaro then pops up quickly, but Vulture is ready for him, charging at him and clotheslining him over the top rope and out of the ring with authority!

Troy: Look at this! Vulture has taken control of this match!

Calysto: He has! Baccaro needs to collect himself quickly, because if he allows Vulture to build on this momentum, this match could be finished with quicker than anyone realizes!

Baccaro slams his hands against the mat in frustration on the outside of the ring and Vulture takes advantage of this moment of opportunity, charging at him and nailing him with a baseball slide that backs Baccaro up several feet! Vulture then hops up to the top rope and leaps off at Baccaro on the outside... only for Baccaro to catch him in mid-air and drill him spine-first into the steel ringpost! Vulture winces in tremendous pain, and Baccaro takes full advantage, keeping his grip locked and crushing Vulture against the post a second time!

With Vulture severely weakened, Baccaro rolls him back into the ring and follows him inside. From there, Baccaro measures him for his running forearm smash. However, Vulture is able to duck under it and drill Baccaro down thunderously with the Chill Factor spinebuster as soon as he turns around! Vulture covers... one, two, and Baccaro kicks out!

Troy: What a Chill Factor by Vulture! He didn't get the three count, but he has to be closing in on this victory!

Buckingham: I'm not so sure about that, Victor. Jackie Baccaro is a big, strong man, with a hell of a lot of motivation to take Vulture down here tonight. I think Vulture is going to need to do a lot more than he's doing now to get this win.

With Baccaro down, Vulture signals for the Sharpshooter, which brings the fans to their feet! However, just as Vulture attempts to apply the maneuver, Baccaro ties him into a small package pinning combination! One, two, and Vulture escapes!

Both men pop up, but Vulture is the one who gains the advantage, whipping Baccaro chest-first into the turnbuckles. Then, Vulture perches Baccaro on the top rope, climbs up after him, and completes the Spider Suplex, dropping Baccaro back into the ring while pulling himself back onto the top rope by his legs! From there, Vulture dives off, looking for his Fallen Angel frog splash, the same move that finished Baccaro off at Everlasting Epic V, but Baccaro rolls out of the way!

Troy: He moved! He moved! Vulture just crashed against the mat hard!

Buckingham: And he's gonna need to look out!

Vulture pops back up to his feet, still clutching his chest, only to be drilled in the face with a running forearm as soon as he turns around! Baccaro goes for the immediate cover... one, two, th-and Vulture kicks out!

The fans cheer wildly at the kickout, but their tone changes when Baccaro then signals for the Baccaro Bomb. Baccaro lifts Vulture for the move, but Vulture manages to slip out, nail Baccaro in the spine, and grab him in position for the Crimson Sunset! However, after Vulture lifts Baccaro for the move, Baccaro reverses the momentum, flipping over Vulture, shoving him into the turnbuckles, and swiftly destroying him with a vicious Baccaro Bomb as soon as he turns around!

Troy: Oh God! Baccaro just delivered the Baccaro Bomb to Vulture!

Buckingham: And that's the ballgame!

A sense of relief overcomes Baccaro's face as he turns Vulture around and covers... one, two, thr-NO! Vulture just barely gets a shoulder up!

Troy: I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Vulture just kicked out of the Baccaro Bomb!

Calysto: That has to say something to you about that man's resiliency! Vulture will never say die!

Furious, Baccaro pounds the mat and shouts threats at the official. After that, he screams out, "enough of this shit!" He then pries Vulture off the mat and immediately delivers a second thunderous Baccaro Bomb! Taking no chances, Baccaro peels Vulture off the mat and destroys him with a third crushing Baccaro Bomb! Vulture is completely limp and motionless on the mat as Baccaro rolls him over and covers... one, two, three.

Troy: I don't believe it! Jackie Baccaro has just defeated Vulture, right in the middle of the ring!

Buckingham: And it was clean as a whistle, guys! No excuses for Vulture!

Calysto: No, there are certainly no excuses. Tonight, Jackie Baccaro was the better man, and came away with a well-deserved victory over his mentor. Not much more to say about it than that.

The fans boo loudly as "Hallelujah" replays over the speakers, and Baccaro's hand is raised in victory. Baccaro wears an accomplished smile on his face as ring announcer Lee Palmer announces him the winner. However, we soon learn that a simple victory and three Baccaro Bombs is not enough for Baccaro. Hoping instead to humiliate and end the career of his former mentor, Baccaro lifts Vulture off the mat and immediately downs him with a vicious clothesline. Referee Tom Stevens gets in his face and insists that he leave Vulture alone and return to the back, but Baccaro is more amused by Stevens' forcefulness than anything else. When Stevens persists, Baccaro pie-faces him, shoving him down to the mat, rolling out of the ring.
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 12:28 - JACKIE BACCARO

Baccaro then exits the ring, demands ring announcer Lee Palmer rise from his seat, and then grabs the chair out from under him. With the weapon now in tow, Baccaro re-enters the ring and waits for Vulture to rise. However, before he can do so, Chris Duval rushes out from the back and yanks the chair away from Baccaro!

Troy: Here we go! Chris Duval is out here, and he's out here to defend his father against the man that not only trained him, but the man that polluted his mind!

Baccaro smiles at Duval and begs him off, trying to convince him to put the chair down. Duval, however, does not appear to be in a mood for negotiating, and begins shouting back at Baccaro. Simultaneously, Vulture reaches a vertical base, but as soon as he does so, Duval turns around and cracks him in the skull with that chair!

Troy: Oh my God! He just hit Vulture! What the hell did he do that for?!

Calysto: I think this was a setup, Vic! I think this was a damn setup!

Boos rain down throughout the Phillips Arena as Baccaro and Duval laugh together and embrace. On the Jumbotron, we can see Alexis Duval standing outside Morgan Day's dressing room, having barricaded the door. Morgan can be heard very clearly pounding on the door, demanding to be let out. Back in the ring, Baccaro and Duval ferociously stomp away on Vulture, not giving him an ounce of breathing room.

Troy: It was bad enough that Chris and Alexis Duval have been so harsh and unforgiving towards their father this entire season, but this week is just a new low! They said their father didn't care about them? They got proof of exactly the opposite here tonight. But it doesn't matter, because all they strived to do was play with his emotions and leave him vulnerable for this attack.

Buckingham: A rather ingenious plan, when you think about it.

Baccaro yanks Vulture off the mat, and tosses him over to Duval, who blasts his father with the Duval Driver! Then, Baccaro pries Vulture off the mat again, only to drill him into the mat with a furious Baccaro Bomb!

With Vulture helpless and completely incapacitated, Duval picks up the chair and says to Baccaro, "let's end this." They then open the chair slightly, sliding Vulture's neck into it, so that his head is viced in the chair! As looks of horror appear on the faces of the majority of fans in the audience, Baccaro holds the chair in place while Duval climbs up to the second rope!

Troy: No! They're gonna kill him! They're gonna break his neck, and if Vulture isn't seriously maimed by this, he is at least going to be put out of the ring for good! Somebody has to stop this thing!

Calysto: I know just the guy.

With that, Calysto rips his headset off and darts into the ring! The fans absolutely come unglued as Calysto immediately floors Baccaro with a thunderous mafia kick, before charging right at Duval! Duval leaps off the top, hoping to still crush Vulture's neck before Calysto can get to him, but the Iceman charges at him, swatting him out of the sky with a spinning heel kick! Calysto then removes the chair from around Vulture's neck and begins swinging it wildly as Baccaro and Duval, who both smartly dart out of the ring to safety!

Troy: What a save by Jason Calysto! The Iceman just saved Vulture from certain doom, and Baccaro and Duval do NOT appear to be happy about it in the least!

Buckingham: Absolutely not, Victor! I know he was just trying to protect his friend, but Jason Calysto might have just gotten himself in the middle of something that he really doesn't want to be in the middle of!

Baccaro and Duval are livid on the outside of the ring and Calysto dares them to come back inside as "F*ckin in the Bushes" by Oasis blares onto the speakers. Rather than oblige him, the assailants instead choose to angrily charge back behind the curtain. Calysto, meanwhile, tends to Vulture in the ring, who is now finally able to sit up as we fade to black.

Troy: Folks, that's all the time we have here tonight! For Randall Buckingham, and for that man in the ring, Jason Calysto, I'm Victor Troy saying goodnight everybody!

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