EPISODE # 2.14
COLISEO AMAUTA
LIMA, PERU
TUESDAY, JULY 26, 2011

A video package airs, hyping tonight’s triple threat main event between Vulture, Showtime Damon Savage, and Dan Crowley, a match in which the winner will earn the right to challenge for the PWA World Heavyweight Championship on Saturday, September 10th in London’s Wembley Stadium at Everlasting Epic VII. The package then shifts into hype for tonight’s first-ever singles match between the Alaskan Monster Solomon and his nemesis Evan Black.

As the video concludes, “Live Again” by Ours hits and the opening credits roll. From there, we are taken inside Coliseo Amauta in Lima, Peru, where a stunning pyrotechnic display ensues and we focus on our commentators, Victor Troy and Randall Buckingham.

Troy: Hello everyone and welcome to PWA: The Rebirth! I’m Victor Troy, along here with Randall Buckingham, and tonight, we will find out exactly who will be going to the main event of Everlasting Epic VII in the role of the challenger!

Buckingham: That’s right, Troy! Vulture, Showtime Damon Savage, and Dan Crowley will do battle in a triple threat war, and if you ask me, there’s no way Vulture doesn’t come out on top.

Troy: Well, if Vulture is going to get the job done tonight, it’s going to be without the help of SIN. Our creative director Justin Schenck has banned all SIN members from ringside for the triple threat match, and declared that if any so much as show up at ringside, Vulture will be disqualified from the contest.

Buckingham: And similar rules will also be in effect later tonight, we’ve been told, when SIN member John Wolfe challenges Chase Stone for the International Championship.

Troy: Indeed they will.

Buckingham: But don’t you think Justin is going a little too far now, Troy? Especially given what happened last night? It seems like Justin is doing a lot more striking and a lot less retaliating lately and, whether he’s my friend or not, that doesn’t scream of professionalism to me.

Troy: Don’t you think you should explain to the people what happened last night rather than just assume they already know?

Buckingham: I thought that was your job.

Troy: (sighing) Folks, this past weekend, Justin Schenck seemed hell-bent on correcting what he viewed as a mistake last week, when Alexis Duval defeated Zina for the Women’s Championship with the help of the newest SIN member, Morgan Day. Schenck booked Alexis in title defenses on Saturday against Jade in Costa Rica and Sunday against Kemi Okoro in Venezuela. Both nights, Alexis escaped unscathed. However, last night, in Bogota, Colombia, in an unconventional move, Schenck awarded Zina her championship rematch, but placed the bout inside a steel cage, to prevent any and all SIN interference. The result: Zina is now, for a third time, your PWA Women’s Champion.

Buckingham: I know Justin can book whatever matches he wants, but I think that was a little uncalled for. The poor girl only won the championship last week, and she wasn’t even allowed the opportunity to bring the title to the next episode.

Troy: From what I understand, Mr. Schenck was livid about Morgan Day defecting to the group to turn what he expected to be an easy victory for Zina into a coup for SIN. Then, the group’s very public celebration compounded his anger, and he made it his mission to get the championship away from SIN before we arrived in Lima tonight. And as we now know, Schenck’s mission was a success, and Alexis’ title reign is now over after just six days.

Buckingham: Well, he may have succeeded in taking the Women’s Championship away from SIN, but the group could leave Lima tonight not only with a spot in the Everlasting Epic main event for the PWA Championship, but with the International Championship.

Troy: Indeed they could, but that’s certainly not all we have for you tonight. In a championship match in its own right, Matthew Magellan will put the Progressive Championship on the line against Saif al Abbad, a match that should have happened two weeks ago, if not for SIN destroying both competitors.

Buckingham: Hopefully we’ll get a clear winner in that one, but let’s talk about a match that I really can’t wait to see, Troy. Tonight, we’re FINALLY going to see Evan Black put his money where his mouth is and face Solomon one-on-one!

Troy: That one is a long time coming, and I also can’t wait for it! Randall, I think Black has a real chance tonight!

Buckingham responds with hysterical laughter.

Buckingham: You’re serious?! I meant I was looking forward to the slaughter! We’re going to see the last of Evan Black tonight and I couldn’t be happier!

Troy: Speaking of seeing the last of someone, that’s exactly what Texas Justice hoped to accomplish last week when they brutalized Jaguar and sent his head crashing through a car window. It was an assault so vicious that Jaguar is not with us tonight, but rather is back in Jacksonville convalescing. However, we have been told that we will hear from the five-time PWA World Heavyweight Champion via satellite later this evening, so stay tuned for that.

Buckingham: Maybe he’ll announce his retirement again. Best night ever!

Troy: Let’s certainly hope not, but folks, it’s time to kick off tonight’s action, and we do it with a cruiserweight division fatal fourway match that you were supposed to receive last week! Let’s get down to ringside!

***

With that, “Map of the Problematique” by Muse hits the arena and the crowd gives a roaring ovation for Paul Epton, who heads down the aisle and straight into the ring with a look of determination.

Troy: Alright, here comes the former Progressive Champion Paul Epton, and with a win here tonight, Epton will gain himself an opportunity to get back to the top of the cruiserweight division next week.

Buckingham: True in theory, but considering that Epton was the man pinned when these four competed in a tag team match two weeks ago, what are the odds that comes to pass?

“Minas de Cobre” by Calexico hits next, and Juan Pablo Alvarez appears from the back. The Lima crowd gives a noticeably negative reaction to him, and Alvarez taunts the fans upon entering the ring, before heading to his corner.

Moments later, “Merciless Cult” by Dir en Grey hits and the fans go wild for the youthful Asai Moon!

Troy: And here comes Asai Moon! This young star’s popularity seems to be rising by the week!

Buckingham: I don't understand why though. When was the last time this guy won a match?

Troy: Randall, two weeks ago, Asai put his body on the line to push his team to victory; a victory that was stolen by Emily Walker!

Buckingham: There you go again with those accusations, Troy! Clarke is the one who pulled out the victory, and he who wins matters most.

Finally, “Betrayal” by Lita Ford can be heard through the arena, and Fenix Clarke enters with his manager Emily Walker. Clarke has his usual silent and focused demeanor as Emily leads him to the ring. As soon as Clarke enters, however, Epton charges him, prompting referee Jose Soares to signal for the bell to be rung to kick this match off!

FATAL FOURWAY MATCH:
PAUL EPTON VS. JUAN PABLO ALVAREZ VS. ASAI MOON VS. FENIX CLARKE
Referee: Jose Soares
As Epton heads straight for Clarke, Alvarez and Asai Moon follow suit, engaging in a battle of their own. Epton and Clarke trade punches until Epton gains the upper hand and pushes Clarke into the corner, punching him repeatedly and refusing to give him space to recover.

Meanwhile, Moon and Alvarez have started a series of reversals in the center of the ring that continues until Alvarez hits Moon with a low blow, gaining the upper hand. With Moon bent over, Alvarez follows up with a scissor kick that downs his opponent.

In the corner, Clarke has finally recomposed himself, pushing Epton off and springboarding from the turnbuckle into a flying roundhouse that tips the scales in his favor.

Troy: We've got some rapid momentum shifts going on here!

Buckingham: Nobody can afford to take it easy in this match, Troy. Not when a title shot is on the line.

Troy: Certainly, Randall. And let’s not forget that passions are already high in this match, given the four competitors.

Clarke continues the pressure by picking up Epton and Irish whipping him to the ropes. Alvarez tries to do the same to Moon, but Moon counters and sends Alvarez for the ride. Moon gives a quick glance behind him and notices Epton barreling towards him, so he drops to the mat, allowing Epton to hop over him. Epton sees Alvarez bouncing off the ropes and uses his momentum to clothesline Alvarez over the ropes and out of the ring!

Epton barely has a second to turn around before Moon jumps up and delivers a hurricanrana that throws Epton himself out of the ring!

Seeing his opening, Clarke runs and swings through the ropes, dropkicking Moon on the rebound. Fenix picks up Moon and drives him down with a DDT! He then rolls up and gets in the corner, waiting for Moon to rise.

Buckingham: Fenix Clarke must be looking for his Flatline Kick! With Epton and Alvarez outside the ring, this is a perfect time to end the match!

When Moon finally gets to his feet, Clarke runs forward and rotates in midair for a big roundhouse kick, aiming for Asai’s head… but halfway through his rotation, Clarke is speared to the ground by Paul Epton!

The two roll on the mat and out of the ring, picking themselves up and fighting up the aisle. Asai Moon watches from inside the ring as the two head into the backstage area, brawling the whole way up. Content that they're gone, he turns to find Alvarez on the outside of the ring, but as he leans over the ropes, Alvarez pops up and pulls his neck down across the top rope. Moon spins out away from the ropes, and Alvarez springboards off the top rope and downs Asai with a hurricanrana, hooking his legs in a pin attempt! One, two, and Asai gets the shoulder up!

Buckingham: How was that not three?!

Undaunted, Alvarez lifts Moon and puts him on his shoulders, looking for his Fireman's Carry Buster… but as Alvarez attempts to complete the move, Moon uses the momentum to counter with a tornado DDT!

Now it's Moon's turn to attempt a signature maneuver, as he picks up Alvarez for the Asai DDT. Asai jumps into the air, but instead of flipping over Alvarez, JPA gets his arm around Moon's head and counters into a reverse DDT! With Moon stunned, Alvarez takes the opportunity to pick him up, get him into position for his Sunset Flip Powerbomb finisher, and complete it with thunderous authority! Alvarez covers… one, two, three.

Buckingham: Yes! A tremendous victory for Juan Pablo Alvarez and Troy, not even YOU can come up with an excuse here!

Troy: I hate to say it, but Alvarez has indeed scored a clean victory over Asai Moon and next week, he will challenge the winner of our upcoming bout between Matthew Magellan and Saif al Abbad for the Progressive Championship!

The fans boo loudly as “Minas de Cobre” replays and Alvarez has his hand raised in victory. Savoring the moment, Alvarez drops to his knees before looking up to the rafters and exclaiming in his native Spanish. Now pumped, Juan Pablo Alvarez and retreats to the back, taunting the Lima crowd as he does so.
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 7:09 – JUAN PABLO ALVAREZ

Troy: Folks, we’re about to take our first commercial break, but before we do, I've just received word that the brawl between Epton and Clarke is still ongoing in the backstage area. Let’s take a look!

***

The camera cuts to a sprawling brawl in progress between Paul Epton and Fenix Clarke. Various boxes and production equipment are strewn about on the floor as the two furiously trade blows. Epton gets the upper hand and throws Clarke into a wall, stunning him, but as Epton walks across the hall to inflict further damage, he is intercepted by Emily Walker, who emerges from a blind spot to hit him with a chair!

Epton is floored, and Emily takes the opening to run to Clarke and help him shake off the cobwebs. Clarke then lifts up Epton, takes a couple steps backwards, and floors him with the Flatline Kick, knocking him out! Content with their handiwork, Emily and Fenix share a laugh and flee as we head to commercial.

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

We now see backstage reporter Scott Cornelius rushing through the backstage area, trying to catch up with three-time former PWA Women’s Champion and the newest member of SIN, Morgan Day. Finally Cornelius is able to flag Morgan down for an interview and she obliges, though visibly annoyed by his presence.

Cornelius: Morgan, last week you shocked the PWA fans by joining forces with SIN, a group that on numerous occasions tried to recruit you, and until last week, your answer was always no. Furthermore, not only did you join SIN, but your induction into the group came at the expense of Zina’s Women’s Championship, as you helped your stepdaughter Alexis take the title from her. A title, I might add, that Alexis no longer holds, after just six days on top.

Morgan: Is there a point to this, Scott, or are you just going to waste my time with things I already know?

Cornelius: Well Morgan, I guess what I’m asking is, why the sudden the change of heart? You’ve always been a woman that stands for hard work, honor, and sacrifice. Joining SIN seems like a real paradigm shift for you.

Morgan: Scott, I’m still that very person you talk about. I’ve spent my entire career here being the absolute best the women’s division has to offer. It was true when I ended Keiko Ishida’s year-long undefeated streak, and it’s still true today. But lately, being the best and being Women’s Champion don’t seem to go hand in hand. It seems hard work just isn’t enough.

For instance, I pinned Zina at Symphony of Destruction, a feat no other woman in this company had even accomplished. Can’t be done? I DID IT! But what happens? Lauren Tantalus, who had been so thoroughly defeated in the match that she was taking a nap on the arena floor for five minutes, comes from out of nowhere and steals the victory and the title that I so clearly deserved. Then, I get another crack at Lauren, Zina, and the Women’s title in Dubai, and once again, I put in all the work. And much like at SOD, I was moments away from pinning Lauren and winning the title, but then Zina bicycle kicked me in the head and well, that was it. That was my opportunity to get back MY belt. Two times I had the championship won… and two times I was robbed. And that’s just recent history.

But Scott, to be frank… I’m tired. I’m frustrated. Every day, it takes enormous will power for me not to just leave this company and go home to my son. I was not only missing my child grow up, but I was isolating myself from my husband and stepchildren, and for what? Once Lauren lost the championship back to Zina, I knew the window of easy opportunity had closed. But then, last week, a new opportunity presented itself, and this time, I saw no reason to turn it down.

Cornelius: But why did you assist Alexis Duval in winning the Women’s Championship? The win didn’t help you gain any ground. If anything, it took you further away from the title.

Morgan: That’s where you’re completely wrong. Alexis getting the title shot last week was the catalyst for me aligning myself with SIN. If my husband hadn’t requested my help in the match, I most likely wouldn’t have considered joining SIN… at least not this early. And with the way my poor husband has been absolutely screwed by Justin Schenck and this company, I couldn’t in good conscience leave him in the lurch. I assisted Alexis to show my allegiance to SIN. It was an act of good faith that proved I was willing to do whatever it took to get the Women’s title in our camp. And Alexis’ victory was my victory as well because it meant getting the belt out of the hands of the tyrant. Now, Alexis losing the title back to Zina last night was a setback, but the end result is that Zina now knows that when there’s Strength In Numbers, that title can be taken from her in the blink of an eye.

The interview is interrupted when the new Women’s Champion Zina walks right up to the two, the belt draped over her shoulder, and gets right Morgan’s face.

Zina: Morgan, you puny little girl… it doesn’t matter you have SIN protecting you. It doesn’t matter that I have belt back, although it was fun DESTROYING your stepdaughter for it. What matters is you interfered in my match last week, so you WILL pay.

Morgan: Is that a threat?! Because the last time I checked, YOU should be watching out for ME, considering I am the ONLY woman in this whole company to have pinned you clean, with no excuses! Or have you blocked that out of your memory because it’s too painful to bear?!

Zina: Trust me… I will NEVER forget. But so surprising that a strong woman like you has to be coward and hide behind big group just to get shot at title.

Morgan: So you’ll give me a title shot then?

Zina: I would, but it is not a matter for me to decide. Mr. Schenck told me you are no longer in line for a chance. So unfortunately, you have to do what you hate so much – earn number one contendership to title if you want to fight me. I do hope you can do this, since it seems, little girl, you are unraveling at the seams.

Zina laughs to herself and walks off, leaving behind a seething Morgan Day.

***

Backstage in the catering area, we see Scythe having a conversation with Jon Dulberg and Kerry Cox. The three are laughing and exchanging old PWA stories when their conversation is rudely interrupted by The Standard Sleaze Don Cerrone and The Miracle Mike Troha. Cerrone and Troha are wearing matching gold Lamé track suits with long gold chains. The track suits are each adorned with lettering: Cerrone's reads “The Holy Spirit” and Troha's reads “The Son.” Scythe, Dulberg and Cox all shake their heads at their arrival.

Troha: Scythe, I was wondering if I could talk to you about our conversation last week. I was really vexed that I couldn’t accommodate you with a match, so I spent all weekend in church praying to God that he would find it in his heart to forgive you for all the terrible things you have said to Don Cerrone. He said you have a lot of repenting to do and that I should not fall into the temptation of giving you a match, because you have very manipulative and malicious ways. So, I’m sorry Scythe, but I really tried this time. Unfortunately, God just doesn’t like you.

Cox: You’re a real asshole, Troha. You have some nerve coming up to one of the most honorable and respectful men in the company and telling him God doesn’t like him…

Troha: Hey, don’t shoot the messenger. It’s not my fault that the number one Daddy-O upstairs won’t let me wrestle Scythe.

Dulberg: How typical that someone like you would use religion as a scapegoat for his own cowardice. C’mon Scythe, let’s get outta here.

Scythe, Dulberg, and Cox turn to leave, but as they do, GI Jew attacks Cox and Dulberg out of nowhere, downing the two men to the concrete floor with a swift double Gore! In the wake of the destruction, Jew gets to his feet, smirks at Scythe, and walks off. The Modern-Day Samurai stares down Jew as he walks away, quietly boiling over inside. Meanwhile, Dulberg and Cox lie groaning on the floor while Troha and Cerrone walk over to the two fallen men, crouch down beside them, and begin laughing in their faces.

Cerrone: From the looks of things, God isn’t too happy with you guys either. Tough break, Daddy-Os.

The two then walk off into the distance as the camera gets a close up of Scythe’s face, his eyes shooting daggers at the two men that are slowly ruining his life.

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, “Charlie Big Potato” by Skunk Anansie hits the speakers and the fans begin booing loudly as John Wolfe makes his way to the ring. He doesn’t, however, walk to the ring alone as instructed; former Women’s Champion Alexis Duval is at his side.

Troy: Uhh, why is Alexis out here?

Buckingham: Not exactly sure, Troy. She must have a perfectly good reason.

Troy: If she doesn’t want to get John Wolfe disqualified, she’d probably better turn around and head straight backstage.

Wolfe enters the ring, but Alexis opts to grab a microphone and enter the ring.

Alexis: First of all, let me just say, Justin Schenck, that what you did to me last night was pretty weak. You got what you wanted, I guess. The Women’s Championship is gone as quickly as it came in, but you haven’t heard the last of us on that front, I promise you that.

But onto why I’m standing in this ring right now. Now, I know Mr. Schenck banned all SIN members from ringside for this match, just like tonight’s main event, but I stopped by his office earlier to inform him that as of this morning, I am officially a licensed manager. This morning, SIN’s attorneys put a rush on my application and I was able to clear the legal hurdles and make it official. And my application makes it clear that I am now the official manager of John Wolfe, effective tonight. So yes, I am a member of SIN, but my status as John’s manager supersedes that. So I will be at ringside tonight, just like I will be at ringside with John every night. And Justin, if you have a problem with that, you can speak to our attorneys.

Alexis then returns the microphone to Lee Palmer as the fans boo loudly. Then, moments later, the boos turn to cheers as “Amazing” by Kanye West hits and the International Champion Chase Stone makes his entrance! Stone walks to the ring with his right arm raised, never taking his eyes off his opposition.

Troy: A tremendous ovation for Chase Stone tonight, and well-deserved after his wildly impressive victory over Hollywood Mike Griffin last week!

Buckingham: That win I’m sure showed a lot of people exactly what Chase is capable of in that ring, but he’s really going to have to be on his toes in this one. John Wolfe is a dangerous man to begin with, and with Alexis now in his corner, it’s going to be that much more problematic.

Stone hands referee Dan Martin the title belt, who raises it high as Lee Palmer begins the introductions.

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

Introducing first, the challenger, from London, England, weighing in at 260 pounds… JOHNNNNN WOOOOOOLLLLLFFFFFE!

And his opponent, from State College, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 240 pounds, he is the PWA International Champion… CHAAAAASE STOOOOONE!

PWA INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP:
CHASE STONE (champion) VS. JOHN WOLFE (challenger)
Referee: Dan Martin
As soon as the bell sounds, Wolfe charges at Stone, attacking him with vicious clubbing blows. Stone is put through a serious amount of pain, but quickly recovers and turns the tables on Wolfe, taking control of the bout with a series of hard knife-edge chops! With Wolfe off balance, Stone whips him against the ropes and downs him with a hard belly-to-belly suplex as he returns! Wolfe pops right back to his feet and charges him again, but Stone again downs him with a belly-to-belly! Stone then prepares for a third charge, but Wolfe instead opts to roll out of the ring and regroup. In the ring, Stone pumps the crowd up, prompting a wave of cheers.

Troy: Chase Stone is firmly in control! I don’t think John Wolfe knows what hit him!

Buckingham: Well, he’s doing the right thing by taking a minute here. Best to cut off the momentum before it gets out of control.

After icing Stone in the ring for several moments, Wolfe finally climbs back into the squared circle and locks up with the International Champion in the center of the ring. Stone grabs the advantage with a side headlock, but Wolfe shoves him off. Stone bounces off the ropes and Wolfe looks for his signature tilt-a-whirl backbreaker on the rebound, but Stone is able to counter out of it, duck behind Wolfe, and down him with a thunderous German suplex, which he bridges into a pin attempt! One, two, and Wolfe gets the shoulder up.

Wolfe pops back to his feet, swinging a wild clothesline at Stone, but Stone ducks under it and counters with another German suplex! Now, with Wolfe down, Stone pops up and signals for the Fisherman Suplex!

Troy: Fisherman Suplex! If Stone can land this, he’s gonna retain the title!

Buckingham: Not if Alexis can help it!

Indeed, Alexis has hopped onto the ring apron, trying to distract the referee. Stone turns his attention to Alexis, screaming at her to get down from the apron. However, this forces him to take his eye off Wolfe, who rushes over, spins him around, and grabs him in position for the chokeslam! Wolfe lifts Stone for the move, but Stone slips out, drives Wolfe to the mat with an armbar, and then locks in the Triangle Hold!

Troy: Triangle Hold! Triangle Hold! Stone has it locked in! Wolfe won’t last long in this!

Buckingham: C’mon Wolfe! Get to the ropes!

Wolfe tries desperately to get to the ropes, but has tremendous difficulty. Sensing the opportunity slipping away, Alexis rushes into the ring, causing referee Martin to leave his position and instruct Alexis to exit the ring. Alexis gets as far as the ring apron, but blatantly refuses to go any further.

Troy: Oh come on! Get it together, ref! This is ridiculous!

Exasperated, Stone breaks the hold, walks over to the apron, grabs Alexis, and plants a big wet kiss on her lips! The fans cheer wildly, but Alexis is not amused, slapping Stone repeatedly until he breaks his grip!

Troy: That’s one way to deal with it!

Buckingham: No Troy, that’s rape!

Stone turns around, but is stunned to be greeted by the charging right boot of John Wolfe! Stone hits the mat hard, and Wolfe wastes little time prying him off the mat and crushing him with a thunderous chokeslam! Then, if that wasn’t enough, Wolfe lifts him and destroys him with a second chokeslam!

Wolfe now looks at Alexis, who is seated on the apron, gagging, and a look of rage fills his eyes. He lifts Stone again and vanquishes him with a third chokeslam, before finally making a cover… one, two, three.

Troy: I don’t believe it! This is an absolute travesty! John Wolfe has just stolen the International Championship from Chase Stone!

Buckingham: Troy, I hate to break it to you, but Stone absolutely deserved that! Congratulations, John Wolfe! And let’s get Alexis some medical attention!

Troy: Will you stop?! It was a kiss!

Buckingham: You reek of insensitivity, Troy! You know that? Or maybe you just reek.

With the Lima crowd booing raucously, “Charlie Big Potato” replays and Wolfe grabs the International Championship belt and lets out a guttural yell as his hand is raised in victory. Wolfe then lifts up Alexis and carries her in his arms to the backstage area.
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 7:25 AND NEW INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION – JOHN WOLFE

Buckingham: Troy, Alexis Duval was screwed out of the Women’s Championship last night, but tonight, she proved herself more than valuable to SIN by helping bring the International title into the camp. Well done, sweetheart!

Stone is slow to his feet in the ring, but before he even has the ability to stand, Chris Duval and Markus Krieg rush past Wolfe and Alexis and into the ring, immediately taking Stone down! The fans boo loudly as Duval and Krieg put the boots to Stone, incapacitating him.

However, moments later, Hollywood Mike Griffin rushes down the aisle, prompting the Lima crowd to cheer! Griffin hits the ring and takes the fight to Duval and Krieg, but John Wolfe, having now dropped Alexis off backstage, returns to the ring and restores the SIN advantage.

The booing continues throughout Coliseo Amauta, until “Better Think Again” by Submersed hits the speakers, causing the Lima crowd to come alive for Anthony Failla!

Troy: Finally! Anthony Failla is here to save the day again!

Failla gets about halfway down the aisle before Greg Tantalus shoots out from behind the curtain, chop-blocking the back of Failla’s knee, causing him to crumble to the ground! Tantalus then begins doing a vicious number on Failla, stomping away on him, but to Tantalus’ surprise, this doesn’t keep Failla down! Failla battles back to a vertical base and turns the tables on Tantalus, beating him so badly that Tantalus flees and returns to the dressing room!

Failla then turns his attention to the ring, but Tantalus has given the troops the retreat sign. Failla takes swings at Duval, Wolfe, and Krieg, but none are successful. With the fans cheering loudly, all of SIN exits the arena, leaving Failla staring at Stone at Griffin. Again, Failla chooses not to acknowledge them, instead turning around and returning to the back.

Troy: Randall, SIN may have stolen the International Championship from Chase Stone, but they have a BIG problem on their hands in Anthony Failla!

Buckingham: I hate to agree with you, Troy, but… they do.

Troy: Folks, we’ll be right back!

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, Kemi Okoro is in her dressing room chatting with her hairstylist when we see the dark figure of Keiko Ishida crowding her doorway. Kemi dismisses her hairstylist as the two women engage in an intense staredown. Keiko is the first to speak.

Keiko: Listen Kemi, I’m going to get right to the point. That match you won last week was a fluke. If you have any guts, you will face me in a rematch next week so I can crush you once and for all, and end any thoughts you have in your head of being superior to me.

Kemi: Fine, Keiko. If you want a match against me again, then that’s what you’ll get. But you are mistaken if you think I’m just going to lose easily. You have it in your head that you are some unstoppable force, but last week, I proved you wrong when I wrapped you up in that small package. See you may be big and strong, but I’m quick and agile and that seems to be working to my advantage so far. You don’t scare me, Keiko, so you can try to intimidate me all you want, but it’s not going to work. I know your areas of weakness and I’m going to exploit them next week just like I did last week. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I was in the middle of getting my hair done.

Kemi gets up out of her chair and slams the door in an angry Ishida’s face as we head to commercial break.

***

The camera shifts to a quiet SIN locker room, where Greg Tantalus is pacing back and forth. The new International Champion John Wolfe, Chris & Alexis Duval, and Markus Krieg are seated around him, all with awkward looks on all their faces.

Moments later, Vulture and Morgan Day walk into the room with champagne on ice. Tantalus immediately turns to them.

Tantalus: Did you see what happened out there?!

Vulture: Yeah. We won!

Morgan: Congratulations, John! Nice work, Alexis!

Both Wolfe and Alexis nod at Morgan and thank her.

Tantalus: Yeah, yeah. I mean after. Did you see Failla?! Is this guy human?!

Vulture: Calm down, Tantalus. Yeah, I saw. But we just brought the International Championship into SIN. We never did that the first time around. That’s the number two title in this company, and it’s ours. That’s a BIG deal. And later tonight, I’m going to punch my ticket to Everlasting Epic AGAIN, and when this season is over, we’re going to control the world championship too. Tonight is going to be a great night, everyone. Be proud of what you’ve accomplished. Greg, we will get Failla. Trust me, we will. But tonight, let’s focus on what we’ve accomplished, and what we’re about to accomplish. As you can see, we brought some champagne with us. And later tonight, after I win, we’re going to celebrate BOTH victories. So get ready.

The mood in the locker room increases significantly as Vulture and Morgan congratulate Wolfe. Tantalus, however, can’t shake the look of concern from his face as we head to commercial.

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, “Hero” by Nas featuring Keri Hilson hits the speakers and the fans give a loud ovation to Evan Black as he emerges from behind the curtain!

Troy: Listen to the reaction for Evan Black! There is no doubt about it: this Lima crowd is completely behind the lawyer-turned-wrestler!

Black makes it about halfway down the aisle, however, before Solomon charges out from the back and clubs the unsuspecting Black down from behind! The fans boo vehemently as Solomon stomps away on Black on the outside, trying to end this match before it ever gets started.

Buckingham: What a brilliant strategy by Solomon! This will be an effective way of stopping Black’s momentum before he can get it going!

Troy: Brilliant?! This is cowardly and illegal, for that matter! And if you ask me, the only reason Solomon is doing this is because HE is afraid of Evan Black!

Numerous officials pour out from the backstage area to quell Solomon’s assault on Evan Black, and the Alaskan Monster laughs as they assess the situation. Solomon is then escorted to the ring by six officials, where he meets referee Tom Stevens, the man assigned to call this bout.

Meanwhile, on the outside, Evan Black reaches a vertical base on his own volition and promptly waves off assistance from the surrounding officials. He then makes his way to the ring and enters, at which point referee Stevens asks Black if he is able to compete tonight, and Black instantaneously answers that he is. Solomon smirks and shakes his head as Black stares at him fearlessly and Stevens signals for the bell to be rung.

Buckingham: You should have taken the out when you had the chance, Black!

Troy: It’s gonna take more than that to keep EB down!

Buckingham: But probably not much more!

SOLOMON VS. EVAN BLACK
Referee: Tom Stevens
As soon as the bell sounds, Solomon charges at Black, immediately stunning him with a huge kneelift that brings Black off his feet before falling to the mat. Solomon then takes his right boot and plants it in Black’s chest before putting all 330 pounds of his weight onto Black and walking right over him. The Lima crowd boos Solomon ferociously, but this only causes the Alaskan Monster to smile sadistically. Fueled by the hatred of the crowd, Solomon does it again, sending Black to a world of pain.

Troy: Someone needs to stop this bully! He might have broken Evan Black’s ribs!

Buckingham: I thought EB was going to stop the bully, Troy! I thought he was the giant killer! What happened to all that?!

Solomon pries Black off the mat and whips him against the ropes, crushing him with a sidewalk slam. Solomon covers… one, and he lifts Black’s head up himself, shaking his head and telling the Lima crowd that he’s not letting Black off that easily.

Black withstands a tremendous amount of punishment over the next several minutes, with Solomon heaving EB from pillar to post, nailing him with back suplexes, Gorilla press slams, and headbutts. Finally, Solomon crushes Black with a one-arm chokeslam and signals for the end.

Troy: Oh no. Solomon is signaling for the Deep Freeze. Evan Black was just never able to get out of the box tonight, thanks to Solomon’s cowardly pre-match attack, and if Solomon hits this Deep Freeze, it will complete his total decimation of the popular young superstar tonight.

Buckingham: Hopefully it will be the beginning of the end for Evan Black’s PWA career!

The Alaskan Monster lifts Black in position for the Deep Freeze, but leaves EB perched on his shoulders for several moments, walking him around the ring with a smug look on his face. However, Solomon leaves Black up there long enough to recover, long enough to lock his arm around Solomon’s jaw and lace his arm, locking in the Blackout from an extremely unconventional position!

Troy: Oh my God! The Blackout is locked in!

Buckingham: He’ll never bring him down!

The Lima crowd comes unglued as Black cinches in the hold as tightly as possible, bringing Solomon down to one knee! However, Solomon soon gets a second wind and gets back to his feet, walking Black over to the corner and perching him on the top rope. Solomon then clubs him with repeated forearms to force the hold broken and, with Black dazed, the Alaskan Monster climbs up after him, looking for a superplex.

However, before he can hit the move, Black comes back to life, stinging Solomon with repeated forearms to the jaw! Before long, Black dazes Solomon enough to boot him off the top rope and send him down to the mat! Then, with every Peruvian fan on their feet, Black stands up and leaps forth with Black’s Law, connecting with authority! Black hooks the leg tightly… one, two, thr-NO! Solomon kicks out!

Troy: Dammit! He was so close!

Buckingham: I nearly just had a heart attack!

With the entire crowd chanting for Black, the former International Champion remains undaunted. As Solomon slowly gets back to his feet, Black gets into position and begins gearing up for the superkick!

Troy: Look at this crowd! Everyone is out of their seats! Can Evan Black do it?!

Buckingham: Look out, Solomon! Look out!

Finally, the Alaskan Monster reaches a vertical base, and when he does, Black lets loose with the superkick… but Solomon catches his foot and, in one fell swoop, scoops Black onto his shoulders, in prime position for the Deep Freeze!

After pausing for just a moment to smirk and taunt the Lima crowd, Solomon attempts to destroy Black with the Deep Freeze… but Black is able to block it with several elbows to the jaw!

Solomon, however, shakes them off and looks for the Deep Freeze again, but this time, Black is able to adjust his positioning and use Solomon’s own strength against him, using the momentum the Alaskan Monster provided him in attempting the spin for the Deep Freeze to drag Solomon to the mat in a crucifix pinning combination! One, two, three!

Buckingham: What?!

Troy: Oh my God! Evan Black has just pinned Solomon! He pinned him right in the middle of the ring!

Buckingham: This can’t be happening! Nobody beats Solomon!

Troy: Well, somebody tell that to Evan Black!

The Lima crowd goes ballistic as “Hero” replays over the speakers and Evan Black is announced the winner. However, before Black or the fans can even let the victory sink in, a furious Solomon pops to his feet and violently clubs Black down from behind!
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 8:26 – EVAN BLACK

The fans boo vehemently as Solomon mounts Black and begins shouting at him and pummeling him with fists of fury. Solomon lets Black get to his feet, but referee Stevens jumps in front of Solomon to stop him from any further attack. However, Solomon grabs Stevens by the shirt and shoves him so hard that he slides under the bottom rope and out of the ring!

Troy: That’s gonna be a fine!

He now grabs Black and attempts to lift him for the Deep Freeze again, but Black slips out and drills Solomon with the superkick, KOing the Alaskan Monster!

Troy: He got him with the superkick! Down goes Solomon!

Buckingham: How is this happening?!

The fans then cheer wildly as “Hero” replays and Evan Black exits the ring in victory!

Troy: Solomon did everything in his power to teach Evan Black a lesson tonight, but he evidently took him too lightly and didn’t show him enough respect! Because right now, it is Solomon who is the one humiliated, and it is Evan Black who is standing tall!

Buckingham: I think I’m gonna be sick!

Troy: Folks, we’ll be right back!

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, we see Solomon charging through the backstage area, destroying everything in sight. The catering table has been destroyed, various objects are strewn about, and numerous officials are in Solomon’s general vicinity as he picks up any item he can find and heaves it across the room. Growling and shouting barely audible threats directed at Evan Black, the Alaskan Monster is nearly impossible to control as he continues his tirade. A senior official makes the mistake of getting too close to the rabid Solomon, and his penalty is getting grabbed by the throat and heaved into production equipment that is resting against the wall!

Finally, creative director Justin Schenck rushes to the scene to try to restore some order.

Schenck: That’s enough! Take a walk, Solomon!

Solomon: I want another match with Black! Give me a rematch! He’s dead, you hear me?! Dead!

Schenck: You don’t get anything right now! You’re acting like a giant baby!

Solomon: What did you say to me?!

Schenck: I said get the hell out of my building right now or I’m gonna suspend your ass for the rest of the season! Either way, you have one hefty fine coming your way, and you’d be LUCKY to avoid a suspension!

Solomon’s response is an inaudible yell, so Schenck directs security to apprehend the Alaskan Monster and escort him out of the building. Despite vehement protests from Solomon, security does its job with the Alaskan Monster screaming the whole way out.

***

Back at ringside, “Aksem” by Ahlam hits the speakers and the fans begin cheering loudly as Saif al Abbad makes his way to the ring. A look of determination etched on his face, Saif enters the ring and stretches out on the ropes, ready for his opportunity.

Moments later, “The Final Countdown” by the London Symphony Orchestra hits the speakers and the Lima crowd roars in approval of hometown hero and PWA Progressive Champion Matthew Magellan!

Buckingham: Listen to this ovation for Matthew Magellan! I think even he’s surprised!

Troy: Hometown reaction aside, Magellan is going to have his hands full tonight with Saif al Abbad!

Magellan appears stoked to have the crowd on his side and responds with the most exaggerated series of pelvic swivels he’s ever unleashed, to the amusement of his bodyguard Briggs and the disgust of his manager Jade. Finally, Magellan enters the ring and hands the title belt to referee Jose Soares as ring announcer Lee Palmer prepares to begin the ring introductions.

However, before he is able to, Dexter P. Wellington enters the ring through the crowd and attacks Saif from behind! Wellington stomps Saif relentlessly, prompting the crowd to boo, but Magellan can’t help but crack up.

Jade shouts at Magellan from the outside of the ring to help Saif so that a title match can take place, but Magellan instead responds with more pelvic swivels for the Lima crowd. Wellington now locks Saif in the Million Dollar Dream and several officials charge out from the backstage area to break it up, but the Progressive Champion responds by asking assigned referee Jose Soares if a title match will take place tonight. When Soares responds that it doesn’t look likely, Magellan jumps up and down and grabs the microphone from Lee Palmer.

Magellan: Still Progressive Champion… ME!

The Lima crowd cheers loudly as Matthew Magellan exits the ring and begins scurrying to the backstage area. Briggs and Jade follow closely behind and, though both are silent, Jade shoots daggers at Magellan from her eyes all the way up the aisle.

In the ring, the officials are finally able to pry Wellington off Saif. As DPW glares at the fallen Saif intensely, the Lima crowd showers him with boos.

Troy: I don’t believe this! Saif al Abbad has just been screwed out of ANOTHER opportunity at the Progressive Championship! Is this man EVER going to get a fair shot?!

Buckingham: Well, it won’t be next week, with Juan Pablo Alvarez slated to get the opportunity. But if you ask me, Saif has an issue with Dex Wellington here that needs to be addressed before he can be thinking about any championship.

***

The camera now catches Progressive Champion Matthew Magellan, Jade, and Briggs walking silently alongside each other in the backstage area. The tension is thick in the air until Jade interjects.

Jade: You are unbelievable, Matthew. How did you just allow that to happen?! Some champion YOU are. You’re in your hometown, with an opportunity to compete in front of YOUR people, and your opponent gets attacked by someone who isn’t even a part of the match. So what do you do? You let it happen, and allow your opponent to be rendered unable to compete?! It’s downright shameful!

Magellan slows down his pace enough so that Jade is walking ahead of him. He rolls his eyes to Briggs at everything Jade says. Jade stops, turns around, and notices this, which only serves to infuriate her further.

Jade: I'm so glad you take my advice seriously! You had to win a match just to get me as your manager, and I know you'll never recognize this, but I DO have more to offer than my looks. I'm trying to give you advice for your matches and the best you can do is walk behind me and roll your eyes?! You know what, Magellan? You don't deserve that title because it takes a man to carry the Progressive Championship and you are clearly a little boy!

Magellan sheepishly looks at his feet as he walks along, and the group walks the remainder of the distance in silence. Upon reaching Magellan's dressing room, however, they are shocked to find Dee Licious and Michael Grieco vandalizing the room. Grieco can be seen tearing up the pillows on Magellan's bed, feathers flying everywhere. Dee has a coffee pot in her hand and is maliciously pouring hot coffee all over Jade's clothes.

Dee spots Jade walking in on the scene and laughs maniacally at her as she continues to pour the coffee. Jade, her composure already worn thin by the antics of Magellan, completely loses it and lunges at Dee! The two collapse to the dressing room floor and, after an exchange of lefts and rights and a few knees to the ribs, Dee is able to wrestle Jade back up to her feet, pinning Jade's arms behind her back. Grieco walks over to the dressing room vanity, where a large custard pie is sitting. Grieco slowly saunters over to the two women, pie in tow. Magellan appears to be horrified.

Magellan: My pie!

Grieco: Hey Dee, you think she needs some cream with her coffee?

Dee gleefully shakes her head in the affirmative as Grieco winds up to land the pie right in Jade's face. However, out of nowhere, Briggs charges at Grieco and tackles him to the floor, the pie grossly missing its target of Jade, and instead smashing all over the face and chest of Michael Grieco!

Matthew Magellan is still standing in the doorway of his dressing room and, as he watches the scene unfold, we witness his face contort from one of horror to absolute delight and amusement. Dee releases Jade and rushes over to Grieco to help clean the pie off his face. Magellan starts to laugh uncontrollably.

Magellan: Hahaha! Hey Jade, I have a joke for you! What has big muscles, small brains, and pie all over his face? … THIS JACKASS! Hahaha!

Even Jade, who has been pissed off this entire time, can't help but laugh at Magellan's “joke” as she, Magellan, and Briggs exit the dressing room, leaving Dee to clean up the mess all over Grieco. As the group exits we can hear Grieco screaming at the top of his lungs, “I’ll get you for this! You hear me?! All of you! You’re DONE!” as we head to commercial.

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, we head back to ringside and we see our commentators Victor Troy and Randall Buckingham as they speak towards the camera.

Troy: Last week, we all witnessed an absolutely heinous assault against Jaguar at the hands of the PWA Tag Team Champions Texas Justice. They attacked him in the parking lot, and we saw Maddox Tate hurl him head-first through a car window.

Buckingham: We did. It was violent and vicious, and the last we saw of Texas Justice, they were being escorted out of the building by Johannesburg policemen and security.

Troy: We have yet to hear from Texas Justice or PWA creative director Justin Schenck regarding that situation, but we are pleased to announce that we have been able to reach Jaguar via satellite, and we will head to him live right now. Jag, are you there? 

The shot cuts to a sun-lit room, which shows framed Jacksonville Jaguars jerseys and autographed pictures along the wall. Above them are replicas of the PWA World Heavyweight Championship and Tag Team Championship. Below them is the former PWA Champion, who is sporting a Temple Owls t-shirt and glasses, which show numerous scars and scrapes behind them. He adjusts his earpiece as he begins to speak.

Jaguar: Yeah Vic, I've got ya.

Troy: Jag, thanks for making the time to speak with us tonight. We can see that you are at your home in Florida. What has gone on with you since that brutal attack we witnessed last week?

Jaguar: Well, not too much honestly. We all saw it. Texas Justice came to the parking lot looking for a fight, and they got one, but I didn't win it that night. I've been home for a few days just trying to recover and get back on my feet.

Troy: Now in the past, we have known you to have concussion issues in your career. Given that, how were you able to get back to the States?

Jaguar: Good question. Thankfully, I avoided a concussion with that episode, so after I was released from the hospital in Johannesburg, I was able to sneak in a flight back home, but my doctor in Atlanta won't clear me to fly again for a while, at least until they run some more tests.

Buckingham: Randall Buckingham here. Jaguar, now that you are home, and it’s been a few days since that attack, the public wants to know: are you finally going to stay there?

Troy: Will you stop?!

Before Jaguar can answer, "Mouth For War" by Pantera explodes through the speakers as Texas Justice emerges from behind the curtain on their way to the ring. The PWA Tag Team Champions Maddox Tate and Pitbull are as brash as ever as they enter the ring and Pitbull grabs a microphone.

Pitbull: So sorry to interrupt you, Jaguar, but Randall here asked a great question, and we wanted to be present, live and in front of you on that screen, to hear your answer. Now before you give it, we just want everyone to know that the Johannesburg police force did not arrest us last week.

Tate: That's right. We were cited for the damage to the vehicle, but we paid a little fine, and boom, home free. A small price to pay for ending the career of a supposed legend, but hell, it was so worth it. But Jag, don't let us take the moment away from you here, go on and say what you were about to say.

Jaguar: I'm glad you guys came out too, and it’s good that you got off with a fine. I never pressed any charges against you for it, but more on that later.  To answer your question: when I began this season after being Michael Grieco here in Jacksonville, my intent was to retire and hang 'em up. I've won that PWA title there five times, that Tag title eight times… what more was left for me to do? But out of nowhere, here come these two dudes from the way-back machine, apparently blaming me for losing their shots at the PWA for all these years. I won't rehash the story, but they attack me, put me out of action, and think I'm done. Well they're wrong. I come back, I show them that they can't keep me down, but again, I find myself put out of action, back home, not knowing where my next match is going to be or when.

Pitbull: Hell, while you're home, you probably don't even know where your next paycheck is coming from.

Tate: Bet he knows where his next cheeseburger is coming from though.

Texas Justice snickers as the former champion speaks again.

Jaguar: Real funny, guys, and you're right on both counts, I guess. But that's what this is really about, huh fellas? The real reason you guys are pissed off, is simply because I don't have to do this anymore and you do, right? Think about it. I live here in sunny Florida, nice house, a car that is paid for, and I've got palm trees outside. You guys have been slumming at VFW halls and sleeping on the floors of Red Roof Inns all over the world because you "never got a break," and it’s my fault?

Tate: You're damn right it’s your fault, you arrogant son of a bitch! Damn right it is! And I'll tell you when I knew it too, Jaguar. July 1st, 2006. Pitbull and I have just won a tag team championship in Osaka, Japan, in a barbed wire death match the night before. Our bodies, as usual, are ravaged, torn up, beaten, and then, on July 1st, we catch PWA Meltdown on the TV screen at the hotel. You remember that night, Jaguar? You should. You put your career up for grabs, along with an Everlasting Epic title match, to fight Bryan Conroy, one of the greatest technical wrestlers the world has ever seen. And how do you approach that match? With arrogance. I can remember the sting of peroxide in my skin from all those cuts as I watched you roll down to the ring in some goddamn convertible, with rims spinning, girls everywhere. For YEARS, we have sat back and watched you hog what should have been our spotlight. We beat you up and down the south back in the day, and now you sit there in some plush house with diamond studded earrings on, and look down upon us like you have nothing to do with it?!

Jaguar: Yeah, I remember that night well, Maddox. I whooped Conroy's ass, took that car out that night, and lived it up, because that's what we do. You wanna hate on me for living my life, for stuntin' like I do in and out of that ring? The reason for it, fellas, is because I earned it! Through my own hard work! What would you know about that? Not once in my career have I taken the shortcuts that you guys do, and you tried it again last week!

Pitbull: We tried, and we succeeded, Jag. Look at you. You said it yourself, you're back home once again. For the second time, Texas Justice has had to teach you a lesson, a lesson you just refuse to learn. Believe it or not, we respected you. You were one of our greatest opponents down south, and we thought that respect was mutual until you left. But when you came back to help out the PWA roster with guys from our territory, you forgot who we were. You slapped us in the face, so we took great pleasure in scarring yours, just so you could see how it felt.

Tate: And now that you know how it feels, it’s time to do the smart thing, Jag. Look around, all you have is you. You mentioned how you've had the Tag titles here so many times, but look at your partners. Romeo is retired and has a couple of rugrats to take care of. You think he wants any of Texas Justice? Hell no. GI Jew couldn't care less about you. Scythe is a chump, and Vulture has clearly moved on to bigger and better things. Hell, the guy even rid the ring of you in the Symphony of Destruction. Face it man, there's nothing left. I know you told us it wouldn't end in that parking lot, but listen to your doctors, listen to your woman, tuck your tail, and stay home!

Jaguar: You know what, man? Maybe you’re right. There aren't any other partners for me. This is a war I'm fighting by myself. But you know what? It’s a war I'm going to win. That just goes to show how dumb you guys are, and why I've never had that type of respect for you. You take shortcuts, fellas. You don't deserve that respect. Seeing Jason Calysto hold that PWA title again shows me there's no reason why I can't get back to the top of that mountain, and to do that, I must, and will, get past you. So I don't know when I'll be back, but rest assured bitches, I will be back! (Crowd cheers) If I could get my hands on you next week, I would. But since I can't, I spoke with Justin Schenck. He was none too pleased knowing that you idiots exposed this company to extreme liability by jumping me in that parking lot. So, he did me a few favors so that those charges weren't pressed.

Pitbull: What kind of favor?!

Jaguar: Glad you asked. Next week, you're going to defend those titles of yours. And you'll do it against my friends, Paul Dawkins and Renegade.

Tate: (Laughing) So what? That's it?

Jaguar: See, there you go again. Your ol' lady said you had problems with things being premature. How about you wait and listen? You'll fight Dawkins and Renegade, and Synergy. But wait, there's more. I have two more friends looking to get a piece of you, so Jon Dulberg and Kerry Cox are also in the match! Next week, you're fighting six guys in a four corners fatal fourway match for the PWA Tag Team Championship!

Pitbull: What?! You can't do that!

Jaguar: I can and I did. And remember fellas, you don't have to be pinned to drop a few pounds in Toronto next week. Good luck holding onto those titles, and I'll be seeing you sooner than later. You can bet that.

“My Avenue” by Lil' Boosie Bad Azz, Lil' Phat and Lil' Trill hits the speakers as Jaguar removes his earpiece and walks off, leaving Texas Justice seething in the ring as we head to a break.

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, “Trust” by Sevendust is blaring over the speakers and Briggs is standing in the ring, ready for combat.

Moments later, “Body Ya” by Fabolous hits and the Lima crowd cheers loudly for Rich Revis! Making his energetic entrance, Revis heads down the aisle and steps into the ring as the bell sounds.

Troy: Alright, we’re going to see a rare singles match from Briggs here. And this issue here dates back to the Symphony of Destruction, when Revis scored the elimination on Briggs.

Buckingham: Eliminating Briggs from the SOD and beating him one-on-one are two entirely different things, Troy.

Troy: Interesting to not see Matthew Magellan or Jade out here with Briggs.

Buckingham: I’d imagine that Magellan is backstage keeping Jade safe from Michael Grieco and Dee.

Troy: It’s more like the other way around, I bet. Did you see Magellan just let Saif get assaulted by Dex Wellington earlier?

Buckingham: It was his opponent! It was in his best interests not to help him! Totally different scenario!

RICH REVIS VS. BRIGGS
Referee: Dan Martin
Briggs and Revis go right at each other, but neither man is able to develop a clear advantage in the slugfest. Eventually, however, Briggs is able to overpower Revis and whip him against the ropes. However, Revis rebounds with a flying shoulder tackle that takes Briggs off his feet!

Briggs gets back to a vertical base and swings a clothesline at Revis, but Revis ducks under it and responds with a dropkick to the knee. Briggs’ knee buckles on him and he hits the mat hard, shouting in pain.

Buckingham: Now THAT didn’t look good.

Revis shows mercy for just a moment, but that mercy goes out the window when a hobbling Briggs pokes him in the eye. Briggs then whips Revis against the ropes and nails him with a powerslam upon his return, the impact taking the wounded Briggs off his feet as well!

Briggs, still hobbling, lifts Revis off the mat, looking for the Briggs Bomb. However, Revis is able to fight out of it and smash Briggs’ head into the top turnbuckle, dazing him. Then, Revis scoops him up and crushes him with a running powerslam! With Briggs down, Revis climbs to the top rope and nails his impressive Revis Island flip legdrop! Revis covers… one, two, three!

Troy: And another impressive win for Rich Revis!

Buckingham: Really can’t argue with that!

The fans cheer as “Body Ya” replays and Revis exits the ring in victory.
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 2:39 – RICH REVIS

Meanwhile, in the ring, Briggs slowly rolls out of the ring and gets to his feet on the outside. However, before he can get far, Michael Grieco rushes down the aisle and clubs him to the ground! He then lifts Briggs and whips him ferociously into the steel steps! From there, Grieco lifts the steps up and smashes them down on Briggs’ injured right knee!

Troy: Oh my God!

Buckingham: That is NOT gonna be good!

Briggs wails in pain as Grieco lifts the steps and does it again! The mighty Briggs is nearly in tears as Grieco lifts the stairs again, looking to do it a third time, but Matthew Magellan rushes down the aisle to a huge ovation, sliding right into a drop toehold that causes Grieco to fall down and knock himself out on the steel steps! From there, Magellan waves the EMTs down to the ring and they begin working on Briggs as security leads the loopy Grieco to the back.

Troy: You know Randall, I have to say, that was actually a courageous move by Matthew Magellan!

Buckingham: He’s not all bad!

Troy: Perhaps not, but this didn’t look good for Briggs. We’ll keep you posted on his condition. But for now, it’s time for another commercial break. We’ll be right back as our triple threat main event approaches! Stay tuned!

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, backstage reporter Traci Reed is interviewing The Omega and Darrin Giles of Synergy in the backstage area.

Traci: Gentlemen, on last week’s show, you revealed to us that you were in fact behind the brutal attack that Paul Dawkins received at Symphony of Destruction, taking him out of the Tag Team Championship Match for that night. The main question is: Why?

Giles: Well Traci, we wanted to make a statement. We wanted to let the PWA fans know that we are still around, and still a force to be reckoned with.

Omega: And furthermore, Dawkins had it coming to him after he injured my former tag team partner, Don Capriglione. You may not remember Traci, but the MVP’s broken leg was a direct result of Dawkins knocking him off the top rope in the last match he had.

Out of nowhere, Paul Dawkins and Renegade invade the interview and grab Synergy, throwing them into a nearby pile of stage equipment! The four men brawl backstage, punching and kicking each other.

***

The camera then cuts to another portion of the backstage area, where reporter Scott Cornelius is standing by with PWA Champion Jason Calysto.

Cornelius: I’m standing here with our PWA World Heavyweight Champion The Iceman Jason Calysto, and in just a few moments we are going to be witnessing a triple threat match pitting Showtime Damon Savage, Dan Crowley, and Vulture against each other, with the Everlasting Epic shot at your title on the line. All of these men are former PWA World Heavyweight Champions, the most decorated of which is Vulture, so I’ve got to ask: of these three men, who would you most want to face at Everlasting Epic?

Calysto: Jeez Scott, way to recycle the material. Didn’t you ask me a derivation of this question last week?

Cornelius (visibly flustered): Uh, I suppose I did. In that case, does it mean you’ll answer one of the other questions I had lined up last week?

Calysto: Haha, I’m afraid not Scott. I’ll tell you this though: all three of these men are great in their own right and any one of them would make a worthy opponent for Everlasting Epic. That is, assuming I make it to London with the title, of course. Now Crowley has shown that he will put his body through hell just to walk away with the gold, and Showtime throws a mean knockout punch and also has that hunger and that drive to go all the way. And as far as Vulture goes… we’ll talk about him another time.

But you’re forgetting one thing, Scott. No matter who wins tonight, as worthy as each man is, they still have to go to Everlasting Epic and take this title from me, one of only two five-time PWA world champions. But I think my resume speaks for itself. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go watch the match from the comfort of my own dressing room, which Justin Schenck has equipped with recliners and a plasma TV. One of the perks of being the champ I guess!

Calysto smiles and walks off towards his dressing room as the camera cuts to commercial.

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, “Judas Rising” by Judas Priest hits the speakers and the fans begin cheering loudly as Dan Crowley makes his way to the ring.

Troy: Alright folks, it’s main event time! One half of the Everlasting Epic main event will be set in stone at the conclusion of this bout!

Buckingham: And if you ask me, it won’t be this man going to EE!

Troy: Why can’t it be Dan Crowley?!

Buckingham: Because nothing is stopping Vulture from advancing to the main event of Everlasting Epic, Troy! Not Crowley, not Showtime, not Justin Schenck. Vulture WILL be in the main event of EE, and he WILL recapture the championship on that night! I don’t know why anyone is bothering to fight it. SIN is taking over!

Troy: Oh lord.

A visibly pumped Crowley enters the ring and stretches himself out on the ropes as he awaits the arrival of his competition. Moments later, “No Country for Young Men” by Ice Cube hits and the fans keep the thunderous cheers going for Showtime Damon Savage!

Troy: Here comes Showtime! Randall, this man defeated Dan Crowley for the PWA Championship at Symphony of Destruction, but in his first television appearance after the victory, Vulture and SIN screwed him out of the title—

Buckingham: I know! I was there!

Troy: Would you let me finish?! What I was about to say, Randall, is who is more deserving of a shot at the title in the Everlasting Epic main event than this man?

Buckingham: Vulture! Everything you are bitching about happening to Showtime happened to Vulture, except Vulture actually went about things the right way!

Troy: I think we’re going to have to agree to disagree here.

Showtime enters the ring and nods at Crowley, the two friends tabling their friendship for the night as they each seek EE glory. Then, “Falling From the Sky” by VAST hits and the Lima crowd begins booing loudly as Vulture emerges from behind the curtain, alone.

Buckingham: Troy, you sit there and talk about the injustices done to Showtime and Crowley, but these are men that had their shot. Last year, Showtime and Crowley both competed in the main event, a triple threat title shot against Anthony Failla. Crowley walked away with the title, and then Showtime won it from Crowley 10 months later at Symphony of Destruction. But answer me this: how many times has Vulture competed in the main event of Everlasting Epic?

Troy: Actually... never. Wow. Is that right? That can’t be right.

Buckingham: It is absolutely right, Troy, and Justin Schenck is doing everything in his power to screw him out of this one too, a spot he earned with his SOD victory. Justin is my buddy and all, but I think he’s handling this SIN thing all wrong. If he just leaves them alone, he’ll take a lot of their fuel away. And if you ask me, as aggressive as he’s been with them lately, it doesn’t make him look great.

Troy: Randall, he has no choice. SIN will run roughshod over this company if Justin Schenck stands by and does nothing. And just because Vulture has never competed in an Everlasting Epic main event doesn’t mean he should be allowed to cheat his way there. Tonight, he has to beat Showtime and Crowley straight up, and then he can have his main event moment. That’s more than fair.

Vulture enters the ring, exchanging glares with both Crowley and Showtime as the music dies down. Then, referee Matt Hansen signals for the bell.

TRIPLE THREAT MATCH:
VULTURE VS. SHOWTIME DAMON SAVAGE VS. DAN CROWLEY
Referee: Matt Hansen
As soon as the bell sounds, Showtime and Crowley look at each other, nod, and charge right at Vulture, taking him down to a roaring ovation from the Lima crowd!

Buckingham: Not fair!

Troy: Of course it’s fair!

Vulture slides out of the ring to safety and gains his bearings, but neither Showtime nor Crowley are prepared to relent. Showtime gets a running start and leaps through the middle rope, taking Vulture down with a suicide dive! Then, when both Showtime and Vulture reach their feet, Crowley follows with a springboard plancha that takes both men down!

Troy: Look at the carnage! All three men are down on the outside of the ring!

Buckingham: It’s a good thing there are no count-outs in this match, or this one might be over right here!

At length, all three men reach a vertical base, and eventually return to the ring. However, Showtime immediately clotheslines Vulture over the top rope and out of the ring, leaving Savage to battle it out with Crowley.

Savage whips Crowley against the ropes and looks for a clothesline, but Crowley ducks under it, hits the opposite ropes, and lets loose with a flying crossbody that takes Savage down! The cover… one, two, and Showtime gets the shoulder up.

Both men pop up at the same time, but Showtime charges right at Crowley, looking for a running knockout punch. However, Crowley is able to counter, catching Showtime with a Samoan drop! Crowley covers… one, two, and Showtime gets the shoulder up again!

With Savage down, Crowley climbs to the top rope, looking for the Shadow of the Nite. However, he notices Vulture rising on the outside and changes course, leaping to the arena floor to take out the SIN co-leader! However, though Crowley does catch Vulture with the move, he connects more with the hard floor than with Vulture!

Troy: That move may prove to do more harm than good, Randall!

Buckingham: It looked like Vulture moved at the last instant, but not quite far enough to get out of the way! Showtime is at a clear advantage now!

Realizing this, Savage exits the ring, grabs Vulture and rolls him back inside. With Crowley still down on the opposite side of the ring, Showtime stalks the slowly-rising Vulture, waiting for his opportunity to strike.

Finally, Vulture returns to a vertical base and Showtime grabs him from behind, looking for It’s Showtime. However, before the move can be landed, Vulture blocks it and counters with an armdrag takeover. Showtime pops right back to his feet and charges at Vulture, but the SIN co-leader counters with a thunderous Chill Factor spinebuster! Vulture floats right over into a cover… one, two, and Showtime gets a shoulder up!

Vulture then lifts Savage off the mat and signals for the Crimson Sunset, looking to end this contest and punch his ticket to Everlasting Epic. However, just as Vulture lifts him for the move, Crowley gets back to his feet and charges the pair, nailing Vulture right in the gut with a dropkick while he hangs Showtime upside down in the setup for the Sunset! Vulture loses his balance, and in the process of trying to regain it, he drops Showtime, who crashes into referee Matt Hansen before tumbling under the bottom rope and out of the ring! Then, Vulture turns around, walking right into a Brutal Legend from Crowley, who nails the move perfectly in the center of the ring!

Troy: He hit it! Crowley just hit the Brutal Legend!

Buckingham: He did, but the referee is down! There’s not gonna be anyone to count the pin!

Crowley doesn’t immediately realize this and covers Vulture, hooking the leg. However, after several moments, Crowley becomes aware that the referee is down and breaks the cover. He gets to his feet and begins shaking Hansen, trying to revive him. However, as he does this, a man hops the barricade from the crowd and destroys Crowley with a springboard dropkick! Once in the ring, it becomes clear that this is a familiar face.

Troy: My God! That’s… that’s James Biamonte! What the hell is James Biamonte doing out here?!

Buckingham: That’s a two-time International and Progressive Champion in the ring right now, a man we haven’t seen since PWA shut its doors in 2006!

As the fans boo, Biamonte lifts Crowley up and destroys him with the Buzzkill, the finishing maneuver that led him to multiple singles championships through his runs in CAW and the PWA. Biamonte then drags Vulture onto Crowley’s prone carcass, lifts Hansen by his shirt, and shoves him back down next to the attempted pin. Biamonte then exits, whips Showtime into the steel stairs for good measure, and escapes through the crowd. Meanwhile, Hansen slowly comes to and begins count. One… two… three.

Troy: Goddammit! Vulture just stole this one! This is exactly what Justin Schenck did NOT want to happen!

Buckingham: Well, Justin tried to protect against any sort of chicanery by banning all members of SIN from ringside, but he didn’t make any mention of interference from individuals not affiliated with SIN!

Troy: Oh come on! This is just some coincidence then? Biamonte never had an issue with Crowley throughout his PWA career, but he IS Vulture’s cousin! You don’t find that even a LITTLE suspicious!

Buckingham: I don’t even know that James Biamonte works here! All I know is that Vulture has won this match, just like I said he would, and he is going to Everlasting Epic!

The fans boo profusely as “Electric Head Pt. 1: The Agony” by White Zombie hits the speakers and Vulture slowly comes to, finally realizing he has won this match. Meanwhile, SIN members Morgan Day, Chris & Alexis Duval, John Wolfe, Markus Krieg, and Greg Tantalus make their way to the ring, ready to begin the celebration.
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 10:15 – VULTURE

Troy: What a travesty! What an undeserving victory!

Buckingham: Give me a break, Troy! Vulture won the Symphony of Destruction to earn the Everlasting Epic title shot in the first place, and he was completely screwed out of the world championship two weeks ago. All that happened tonight was a wrong was righted, however it happened!

Troy: SIN found another loophole, Randall! There’s no way James Biamonte acted on his own! I’d bet my life that he was paid off by SIN to come out here and make sure Vulture goes to Everlasting Epic!

Buckingham: And if they did, then kudos to them for taking this match more seriously than Crowley or Showtime!

Troy: You’re impossible! Folks, Vulture is going to Everlasting Epic to challenge for the world championship, and Showtime and Crowley have been screwed again! This is horrible!

Buckingham: Quit your whining, Troy! Long live SIN!

Troy: Will you shut up?!

Tantalus promptly kicks Crowley out of the ring upon entering before embracing Vulture and lifting his arm in victory. Krieg and Wolfe then put Vulture on his shoulders and the Lima crowd showers the group with jeers.

***

The camera now shifts backstage, where a furious creative director Justin Schenck is shouting into his cell phone.

Schenck: What do you mean James Biamonte has been signed to a contract?! How am I supposed to do my job if you people keep stepping on my toes and making decisions behind my back?! … I don’t want to hear your excuses, this is bullshit! There’s nothing I can do about this?! … Bullshit he’s not a member of SIN! You know what? I’ve had enough of you!

Schenck angrily ends the call and chucks his cell phone down the hall. However, it is caught by the PWA World Heavyweight Champion Jason Calysto, who calmly walks up to the creative director and hands it back to him.

Calysto: You probably should be more careful with this.

Schenck: I don’t get it. You don’t even seem the least bit angry with what just happened.

Calysto: Justin, you could have chosen anyone to take the title from Vulture and you chose me. You did it for a reason. And I promise you, as long as I’m defending this title, Vulture will never hold it again.

Schenck: Well, you’d better be on your A-game next week then, because you’re going to be defending that title against Showtime and Crowley in a triangle elimination match. We’re going to take care of both of their championship rematches in one shot, and if one of them walks away with the title, we’ll find a spot for you to get your rematch. But Calysto, if you win next week, then that’s it. It’ll be you and Vulture at Everlasting Epic, and I’ll be counting on you. We’ll all be counting on you.

Calysto smirks at Schenck and pats him on the back.

Calysto: Don’t worry. It’s nothing I can’t handle.

With that, Calysto walks off, leaving a concerned Schenck in his wake as the camera fades to black.


-- END SHOW --


Pre-Show Dark Matches:
1. Kemi Okoro def. Dee Licious at 4:21 with the Igbo Bomb. (Referee: Dan Martin)
2. Jon Dulberg def. Dexter P. Wellington at 4:36 with the Walk-Off. (Referee: Tom Stevens)
3. Chris Duval & Markus Krieg of SIN def. Paul Dawkins & Renegade. Krieg pinned Renegade after the BlitzKrieg at 5:13. (Referee: Matt Hansen)