EPISODE # 2.19
IMPACT ARENA
BANGKOK, THAILAND
TUESDAY, AUGUST 30, 2011

A video package airs, highlighting events that took place on last week’s episode, focusing on the main event lumberjack match, in which Vulture and Greg Tantalus battled to a no contest with former SIN members and Lost Souls Dan Crowley and Rich Revis when the action broke down into a full-scale brawl involving all the lumberjacks. Amid the confusion, Vulture tried to escape, only to realize that PWA Champion Jason Calysto anticipated this move, and came within inches of locking him in the Crossface in the aisle.

As the video concludes, “Live Again” by Ours hits and the opening credits roll. From there, we are taken inside IMPACT Arena in Bangkok, Thailand, 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 Randall, we’re another week closer! In just 11 nights, we will invade London for Everlasting Epic VII, which is quite possibly going to be the biggest production in PWA history!

Buckingham: It very well could be, Troy, but we are a long way from Everlasting Epic tonight, about halfway across the world!

Troy: And we certainly have quite the night of action ahead! Folks, we’re going to be treated to a double main event tonight that will see both participants in the Everlasting Epic PWA World Heavyweight Championship main event in action! And one half of that will be a match that we SHOULD have gotten two weeks ago, when PWA Champion The Iceman Jason Calysto battles SIN member and International Champion John Wolfe in a non-title bout!

Buckingham: But the other half is perhaps just as intriguing, as Vulture squares off with Chase Stone!

Troy: But of course, that’s not all we’ve got in store this evening. Just 11 nights before squaring off inside Hell in a Cell, The Hot Boy$ and Texas Justice will get something of a preview tonight when Romeo battles Pitbull in singles competition!

Buckingham: We’re also going to see Paul Epton and Fenix Clarke team up for the first time to take on Synergy, with the winners earning their way onto the Everlasting Epic card in a match against Paul Dawkins and Renegade!

Troy: In addition to that, we’ll see a preview of the six-man tag team bout announced for Everlasting Epic last week, when Jon Dulberg battles GI Jew, and we’ve been told that Jew will have The Miracle Mike Troha and the Standard Sleaze Don Cerrone in his corner, while Dulberg will have Scythe and Kerry Cox in his.

Buckingham: And speaking of previews, we’ll see a preview of the Everlasting Epic Progressive Championship fatal fourway match, and yes I did say fatal fourway, when Asai Moon and Saif al Abbad take on Progressive Champion Juan Pablo Alvarez and Dexter P. Wellington in tag team action!

Troy: Don’t even get me started on that. Folks, as Randall just mentioned, Dexter Wellington has manipulated his way into the Progressive Championship match at Everlasting Epic. After creative director Justin Schenck refused to add him to the planned triple threat title match, Wellington took his complaints and his deep pockets directly to the NOW Network and, lo and behold, the match has been changed. And who says money can’t buy everything?

Buckingham: You know what, Troy? That’s exactly why Dex Wellington is superior to Saif al Abbad in every way. Wellington understands the power of money and uses it to his advantage. Would Saif have ever bought his way into a championship match? No.

Troy: Because he’s honorable!

Buckingham: No, because he’s a loser.

With that, “Merciless Cult” by Dir en Grey hits the arena and Asai Moon enters to a loud ovation. He skips the theatrics, heading straight to the ring.

Troy: Well, it looks we’re about to find out just how much of a loser Saif is, Randall. This tag team bout is coming up next!

“Aksem” by Ahlam now hits and the cheers continue for Saif al Abbad. He meets with his partner in the ring. They each nod at the other and prep for the match.

Moments later, Dexter Wellington enters the arena to a chorus of boos. The fans seem louder than usual, perhaps showing their distaste for his recent tactics. Dex waits at the foot of the ring for his partner as “Minas de Cobre” by Calexico hits the arena. The boos then continue for Juan Pablo Alvarez, who has a fierce look on his face and the championship belt around his waist.

Troy: Don't expect this to be a tame match, folks. Whoever can score a pin here will have major momentum heading into Everlasting Epic.

After Wellington and Alvarez enter the ring, the champion opts to start with Asai Moon, and with all men in position, referee Jose Soares calls for the bell.

ASAI MOON & SAIF AL ABBAD VS. PWA PROGRESSIVE CHAMPION JUAN PABLO ALVAREZ & DEXTER P. WELLINGTON
Referee: Jose Soares
Alvarez rushes Asai, but the Japanese up-and-comer immediately reverses Alvarez into a hurricanrana! The move puts Alvarez right into the corner of Saif and Moon tags him in, to a huge ovation. Saif handsprings off the turnbuckle and nails Alvarez with a dropkick. He then picks up Alvarez and monkey flips him out of the corner.

Troy: This is an impressive start by these two competitors here. They're really taking it to Alvarez at the moment!

Saif grabs Alvarez's leg, but JPA kicks him in the gut and scrambles to his corner for the tag. Wellington enters and rushes Saif, clotheslining him to the mat. He continues his run and knocks Moon off the apron. Finally, he rushes back to Saif and downs him with a bulldog! Dex goes for the pin, but Saif kicks out at one.

Saif then gets to his feet and Dex goes for a headlock, but Saif trips him up with a forward Russian leg sweep. Saif tags in Moon, and the young cruiserweight stomps Dex in the gut, forcing him into a sitting position, which Moon follows up with a kick in the head!

Troy: Moon and Saif seem to be in solid control of this match, Randall! These fast tags are really dealing with their opponents’ momentum.

Buckingham: They're working together well now, but they won't have that option at Everlasting Epic. They can't both win that night!

Troy: Well you're certainly right there.

Moon goes for a cover, but Alvarez breaks the count at two. Alvarez gives a quick pull on Dex in order to get him closer to the corner. Moon gets up and picks up Dex, but Wellington slip out of the subsequent grapple and tags in Alvarez.

Alvarez comes in full speed, and Moon tries to counter with another hurricanrana. Alvarez catches him in mid-air this time and crushes him with a snap powerbomb! He covers… one, two, and Moon kicks out. Alvarez now lifts up Moon and takes him down with a float-over DDT. He then spends the next several moves systematically targeting the legs of Moon, in an attempt to ground him.

Troy: A sound strategy by Alvarez. He's really taking the wind out of the sails of Moon.

Buckingham: This really represents a huge momentum shift. Moon really needs to tag in his partner.

Alvarez attempts to pin, but Moon manages to kick out at two! Alvarez, looking to weaken the legs further, picks up Moon and downs him with an atomic drop. He then applies an ankle lock on Moon that causes the young cruiserweight to scream in pain!

Buckingham: Moon is in real trouble here! Alvarez has done a lot of damage to those legs!

Troy: You're right, Randall, but Moon is already inching towards his corner!

Moon is getting to the corner slowly and the fans are clearly on his side! Just as he nears the corner, Saif leans out and gets the tag, to the delight of the crowd. Alvarez sees the tag coming however, and backs off just in time to tag Dex back into the match!

Wellington tries to catch Saif off-guard, but Saif reverses a clothesline with an arm drag. Dex rises and attempts another clothesline, but Saif reverses this too, this time into a neckbreaker. With Dex on the ground again, Saif takes the time to climb the turnbuckle. He waits for Dex to rise, jumps, and lands on Dex's shoulders for a sky high hurricanrana!

Wellington catches Saif, but can't get control of the weight, and the two spiral out of control towards Dex's corner. Saif is finally able to gain control and finishes the hurricanrana, sending Dex over the ropes and crashing to the arena floor! But before the spill, Alvarez tags himself into the match, visible only to referee Soares, and enters the ring.

Troy: Alvarez is in the match, but I don't think Saif saw the tag!

The Progressive Champion takes down Saif with a chop block. Attempting to take advantage of Saif's confusion, he signals to Moon that he's going to finish the match, before grabbing Saif and attempting to land the Asai DDT!

Buckingham: I love it! Alvarez is stealing Moon’s signature move right in front of him!

However, as Alvarez flips to finish the move, Saif breaks out of the hold and grabs the landing Alvarez before flattening him with the Dubai Dazzler! Saif then tags in Moon, who immediately climbs the turnbuckle and soars down with the Asai Double Moonsault! Saif dives out of the ring to occupy DPW as Asai covers, and Soares counts… one, two, three!
WINNERS VIA PINFALL AT 7:50 – ASAI MOON & SAIF AL ABBAD

Troy: What a victory! Alvarez attempted to insult his rival Asai Moon, but the plan backfired, allowing both Saif and Asai to finish this one off!

Buckingham: But what will these two do when they can't count on each other? It's every man for himself in the fatal fourway Progressive Championship Everlasting Epic!

Troy: Indeed it is! Folks, we’ll be right back!

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from commercial, we see a smiling Keiko Ishida shaking hands with PWA creative director Justin Schenck, who wishes her luck. Keiko then begins walking with a purpose, until she is approached simultaneously by backstage reporters Scott Cornelius and Traci Reed, who are each eager to get the scoop.

Cornelius: Keiko, what was the nature of your meeting with Justin Schenck?

Traci: Where are you headed now? You seem to be walking with a purpose.

Keiko: You want to know? Follow me.

Cornelius, Reed, and the cameras follow Ishida as she walks through the halls until reaching  Kemi Okoro, who is over by hair and makeup.

Kemi: Why are you smiling?

Keiko: Because in 11 days, we’re going to finally put this ridiculous idea that you are in my league to rest. I just came from Mr. Schenck’s office. It seems another match has been added to Everlasting Epic. Keiko Ishida vs. Kemi Okoro for the fifth time, and this time, there must be a decisive winner.

Kemi: That’s the best thing I’ve ever heard come out of your mouth.

Keiko: Yeah? Well I’m going to shut YOUR mouth when we get to London. 11 days, Kemi. That’s how long you get to keep pretending you can compete with me. Enjoy them.

Keiko then walks off, leaving Cornelius and Reed to try to pry a reaction out of Kemi. Okoro, however, declines to comment and stares back at her exiting rival.

***

Backstage, we see the Standard Sleaze Don Cerrone and The Miracle Mike Troha walking over to the dressing room of GI Jew. The two open the door to find GI Jew taping his wrists in anticipation for his upcoming match with Jon Dulberg. Jew is visibly annoyed that the two have invited themselves into his dressing room unannounced, but proceeds with his wrist taping undaunted.

Cerrone: You know, Jew, you have some nerve accepting that match last week! When we hired you, it was strictly as our protection. Last I checked, we weren’t paying you to make critical decisions. Now The Miracle here is forced to break his pact with God and face Scythe, and I’ve got to get in the ring! I’m not a wrestler! What do you have to say for yourself, Daddy-O?

Jew: You’re right, Cerrone. Last time you checked, I wasn’t getting paid to make decisions for you. And last time I checked, I DON’T GIVE A DAMN! The reason I accepted the match last week was because, newsflash, I hate them, and what could be more fun than beating the asses of three people you hate on the biggest night of the year. Especially Cox. You know, for old times’ sake. I can’t help but get nostalgic sometimes.

Troha: Well, in case you haven’t noticed, as Don just said, I’m under strict orders from the man upstairs that I am to no way involve myself in a match with Scythe. He says it would be giving in to his evil and petty ways and that I should be the bigger man in this battle.

Jew: Listen pal, say whatever you want to Scythe, but with all due respect, I don’t want to hear you spewing that spiritual crap in front of me.

Cerrone: But why do I need to be in the match? How can we de-sleazify this match? Let’s brainstorm.

Troha: I’ll ask the man upstairs. He’ll know a way out of this.

Troha then begins praying before quickly have a “eureka” moment.

Troha: What’s that you say? GI Jew versus all three men, with us in his corner? Sounds like a GREAT idea!

Jew: Would the two of you just relax?! Everything is going to be FINE.

Troha: Yeah well it better be, Jew. Because if it isn’t, you are going to have a lot of answering to do… to me, to Don Cerrone, and to God.

Jew (in a very serious tone): Troha, are you threatening me? Let’s remember who hired who for protection here. Now, you have two options. You can trust me and follow my plan, or you can go against me, in which case you can add my name to the list of problems you already have for Everlasting Epic.

Now seeing that you hired me as your… what did you call me? Your “soldier of fortune?” I assume you don’t want to make an enemy of me. So listen up, and listen good. Everything is going to be FINE. I’m going to be in your corner. I’ll get the job done. Now if that means that Troha, you might have to lock up with Scythe, or if it means that you, Cerrone, have to be in the match for a little bit, so be it. You may not like it but this is the match and this is what’s happening. But I have your backs. Now if you choose to deviate from the plan, we’re going to have a problem. Do you gentlemen want a problem?

GI Jew crosses his arms and tightens his arms across his chest, causing his large biceps and triceps to flex. Cerrone and Troha, intimidated by the Grand Slam winner, shake their heads “no.”

Jew: So you trust me, then?

Cerrone and Troha nod affirmatively.

Jew: Good. Now let’s go. My match against Dulberg is up next. We have work to do.

GI Jew then walks off towards the stage with Cerrone and Troha behind, worried looks clearly displayed on their faces as we head to commercial.

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, “War is the Answer” by Five Finger Death Punch pumps onto the speakers and the fans give a mixed reaction to GI Jew as he rides his Chopper to the ring. Following behind him, The Miracle Mike Troha and the Standard Sleaze Don Cerrone walk out to ringside, but both appear to be nervous.

Troy: How difficult do you think it must be for Troha and Cerrone to trust GI Jew here?

Buckingham: About as difficult as I’d imagine it is for anyone to trust GI Jew, ever. But you know what, Troy? They don’t have much of a choice. In the situation they’re in, your best play is to do what he says and hope he doesn’t get pissed off at you for any reason.

Ultimately, Jew enters the ring and awaits his opposition. Moments later, “Welcome Home” by Coheed and Cambria hits the speakers and the fans begin cheering loudly for Jon Dulberg! Accompanied by the Modern-Day Samurai Scythe and his manager Kerry Cox , Dulberg wastes little time entering the ring, going right after Jew and exchanging fists!

GI JEW VS. JON DULBERG
Referee: Tom Stevens
The bell sounds to get this match underway and chaos immediately reigns, with Dulberg and Jew going at each other hard! Dulberg develops the initial advantage and uses the separation to whip Jew against the ropes, but Jew downs him with a DDT on the return! GI Jew then mounts Dulberg and begins pummeling him with fists of fury that prompt boos from the Bangkok crowd.

Troha and Cerrone taunt Scythe and Cox on the outside as Jew presses the advantage, keeping Dulberg grounded. However, when Jew attempts a suplex, Dulberg slips out and drills Jew with a dropkick from behind! Then, as Jew falls with his throat draped over the middle rope, Dulberg gets a running start and crashes his knee across the small of Jew’s back, driving his throat into that rope!

Troy: Dulberg is on a roll!

Buckingham: Sure, for now. But can he keep it up? I doubt it!

Dulberg waits for Jew to rise from the ropes, immediately looking for the Walk-Off. However, Jew shoves him off and downs him with a hard clothesline. Then, he walks to the corner and begins shouting at both Scythe and Cox, inciting them. Meanwhile, Dulberg gets back to his feet and rolls Jew up! One, two, and Jew gets a shoulder up! GI Jew pops right back to his feet, but Dulberg rolls him up again! One, two, and Jew kicks out!

Dulberg now makes another charge, but Jew responds with a swift kick in the groin that the referee misses, thanks to a well-timed distraction from Don Cerrone! Jew then lifts Dulberg for the Magnum Driver, but Cox reaches over the ropes and pulls Dulberg down!

Buckingham: What the hell was that?!

Before Buckingham can even complete his thought, Jew violently shoves Cox off the apron, leading to Scythe entering the ring to confront him! Jew and Scythe jaw at each other, giving Troha an opportunity to enter the ring, club the rising Dulberg down from behind, and nail Scythe with a swift low blow! The fans boo this mercilessly, just as they boo referee Tom Stevens calling for the bell, ruling the bout a double disqualification.
WINNER AT 4:01 – DOUBLE DISQUALIFICATION

Moments later, Troha lifts Scythe up and drills him with Divine Intervention, just as GI Jew destroys the rising Dulberg with The Gore! Then, Troha lifts up Scythe and holds him for Cerrone to slap him in the face repeatedly! Finally, Cox comes charging into the ring with a steel chair, prompting Troha and Cerrone to exit. Jew and Cox then spend the next several moments staring each other down before Jew exits the ring voluntarily.

Troy: Obviously, the issue between these six men is far from over, and we’ll see them collide in a six-man tag team bout 11 nights from tonight at Everlasting Epic!

Buckingham: And you know what, Troy? It looks like Troha and Cerrone are gonna be able to trust GI Jew after all!

Troy: Perhaps they can! We’ll be right back!

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, “Da Repercussions” hits the speakers and the Bangkok crowd showers Michael Grieco and Dee Licious with boos as they walk down to the ring, wearing scowls on their faces as they do. The two enter the squared circle, microphone in tow.

Grieco: Shut up! All of you can just shut the hell up! You have no reason to boo me. How many of you have been on the receiving end of a barrage of pies? I’m sick and tired of coming out here with Dee week after week and having my wrestling skills put on the backburner just to be made the laughing stock of the PWA. All Matthew Magellan does is swivel his hips, make sexual jokes, and throw pie in people’s faces. He clearly has NO talent and hides behind his ridiculous antics. And you idiots just lap all this crap up like it’s the funniest thing you have ever seen. Well, NO MORE!

Dee: Jade, Magellan…your days are numbered. We decided to have a little talk with Justin Schenck. He hasn’t been too keen on your little pie game these past few weeks so he decided to grant us a match. In 11 days at Everlasting Epic, you two will be facing me and Michael in a mixed tag team match!

Dee is answered with buzzing from the Bangkok crowd, which quickly morphs into the London Symphony Orchestra’s version of “The Final Countdown” when Matthew Magellan and his manager Jade emerge onto the stage. The two are mockingly clapping their hands at Dee.

Jade: Wow, Dee. We’re impressed. For once it sounds like you used your brains instead of your boobs to get ahead in this industry.

Grieco: Magellan, get some control over your woman over there. Oh, right. She’s NOT your woman.  See, it just seemed that way because you beg her for sex week after week and every week, you come up EMPTY!

Magellan: I’m over that. If Jade doesn’t want to have sex with me, then that’s her loss. She’s seen what these hips can do. Besides, and no offense Jade, but I no longer need to be distracted by the pursuit of sex when I have something far more gratifying in my life. Want to know what it is, Grieco?

Grieco (annoyed): What?!

Magellan: It’s seeing you and that other brainless idiot beside you get pie in your faces week after week, courtesy of yours truly!

Grieco, infuriated by Magellan’s last comment grabs Dee’s hand and drags her out of the ring. The two start up the ramp after Magellan and Jade, who stand poised on the stage, ready to fight. However, just as Grieco and Dee reach the stage area, Magellan pulls a switch box out from a pocket in his robe. He flicks the red switch on the box and jumps back, pushing Jade back as he does so.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK!

From somewhere up above in the rafters, close to 50 pies are released and rain down upon Dee and Michael Grieco, leaving them both floored by the custardy cascade! In the wake of the destruction, Grieco and Dee are left barely moving on the floor, covered from head to toe in whipped cream and custard. Jade walks over to Dee and wipes her finger across her, coming up with a finger full of whipped cream. She playfully goes over to Magellan and swipes it on his nose. He wipes it off his nose and tastes it, commenting to Jade, “That’s SOME good pie!”

Jade cracks a smile in Magellan’s direction and as he puts out his hand looking for a high-five, Jade instead grabs it and raises their arms together, eliciting a huge pop from the audience. The two turn around and scurry backstage, leaving Dee, Grieco and a whole mess of pie to be cleaned off the stage.

Buckingham: I have had it up to HERE with those two! What children! Well, I’m glad that Dee and Grieco were at least acting mature and went to Justin Schenck with their matter!

Troy: That’s right, folks! At Everlasting Epic, Michael Grieco and Dee Licious will be facing Matthew Magellan and Jade in a mixed tag team match, and since revenge is something that Michael and Dee will be looking for, this match was a great way for them to have their cake — rather, PIE — and eat it too!

Buckingham: You disgust me with your jokes. Such poor taste.

Troy: Well, ya can’t win ‘em all!

***

The camera shifts backstage, where Chase Stone is fixing his wrist tape in the locker room he is sharing tonight with his Everlasting Epic gauntlet match tag team partners Dan Crowley, Rich Revis, Showtime Damon Savage, and Hollywood Mike Griffin. When Stone finishes adjusting his tape, he takes a deep breath and prepares to exit the room, but not before receiving words of encouragement from all his teammates. With that, he exits and begins his journey to the ring.

Troy: Folks, Chase Stone takes on Vulture, right after this!

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, “Amazing” by Kanye West hits the speakers and the fans give a big ovation to Chase Stone as he makes his way to the ring, stepping around the few remaining custard stains that have yet to be cleaned.

Troy: Huge opportunity for Chase Stone right here!

Buckingham: Absolutely. Vulture could be 11 days away from becoming a four-time PWA World Heavyweight Champion, but whether he does or he doesn’t, he is a Hall of Famer. This is probably the stiffest competition Chase Stone has ever faced in his short career. A strong showing in this match would do a LOT for him.

Troy: A strong showing? What about a win?

Buckingham: Let’s not get ridiculous, okay?

Moments later, “Falling From the Sky” by VAST hits and the fans begin booing as Vulture makes his way to the ring.

Buckingham: Look at the determination on this man’s face, Troy. This is a man who will stop at NOTHING to become PWA Champion at Everlasting Epic, and I would NOT bet against him!

Troy: The question is, will he go it alone against Jason Calysto at Everlasting Epic, or will he accept the help of SIN to do it?

Buckingham: What does it matter as long as you get the job done?

Vulture slowly walks down the aisle and enters the squared circle, coming face-to-face with rising star Chase Stone, one of the five opponents SIN will meet in the Everlasting Epic gauntlet match. Finally, Vulture approaches the center of the ring and the official signals for the bell to be rung to kick off the action.

VULTURE VS. CHASE STONE
Referee: Matt Hansen
As soon as the bell sounds, a switch goes off in Vulture and he charges his opponent, immediately taking him down with a running knee to the jaw. Vulture then begins stomping away on him viciously, not even allowing him a second to breathe. Finally, Stone is able to get back to a vertical base, but Vulture grabs him and whips him against the ropes, looking immediately for his trademark Chill Factor spinebuster upon the return. However, Stone is able to counter that attempt into a tornado DDT, nailing it with tremendous impact! Stone covers… one, two, and Vulture kicks out!

Troy: Just like that, Chase Stone has turned the momentum around in this match!

Vulture gets to his feet but Stone is there with a belly-to-belly suplex that downs him hard! Vulture pops back up to a vertical base, but Stone does it again, landing another belly-to-belly! Stone goes for a cover gets another two-count before moving to the number one contender’s head and attempting to lock in the Triangle Hold!

Troy: Chase Stone is going for that Triangle Hold, and this would NOT be a great momentum builder for Vulture to lose this match just 11 days prior to Everlasting Epic!

Buckingham: Dig deep, Vulture! Dig deep!

Stone has the hold partially locked in before Vulture is able to fight his way out of it and down Stone with another running knee. Vulture then slows the pace of the match down, wearing Stone down with a series of suplexes and well-placed stomps before lifting him up and whipping him into the corner. Vulture then charges after Stone, but the former International Champion counters with an elbow to the jaw! As Vulture staggers away, Stone then gets a running start and bulldogs Vulture to the mat! Stone covers… one, two, and Vulture gets a shoulder up again!

Stone now unleashes some stomps of his own before whipping Vulture into the corner, perching him on the top rope, and attempting a superplex! However, Vulture is able to block the move and shove Stone back down to the mat. When Stone rises, Vulture leaps off and drills him with a thunderous missile dropkick! Vulture covers… one, two, and Stone is able to get a shoulder up!

Vulture now takes control of the bout, weakening Stone with a series of kneelifts before whipping him against the ropes and drilling him with the Chill Factor spinebuster upon his return! Vulture covers… one, two, thr-NO! Stone kicks out!

Troy: Tremendous resilience being exhibited by Chase Stone tonight!

Stone, however, is substantially weakened by the maneuver and is easy prey for Vulture to whip into the corner, turn around, perch on the top rope, and set up for the Spider Suplex. Vulture climbs up after him and German suplexes him off the top, hooking his own legs around the turnbuckles before pulling himself back up. Then, with Stone down in the ring, Vulture finds himself positioned for the Fallen Angel frog splash. However, when he reaches the position, he quickly realizes that PWA Champion Jason Calysto is sitting at the top of the stage on a folding chair, eating popcorn!

Buckingham: When the hell did Calysto get out here?!

Troy: I don’t know, but Vulture seems rather distracted!

Vulture screams at Calysto to return to the back, but Calysto feigns innocence and shouts at Vulture that’s he’s not out to distract, only to watch the match. However, this long distraction allows Stone to get back to his feet. Vulture reads the crowd reaction and realizes that’s exactly what happened, taking the opportunity to turn around in mid-air with a blind diving cross-body, which connects, but Stone goes with the impact and rolls through, landing on top of Vulture in a pinning position! One, two, three!

Buckingham: What?!

Troy: Stone got him! I don’t believe it! Chase Stone has pinned Vulture! Vulture didn’t take his time on that cross-body attempt, he was distracted by Jason Calysto, and he made a mistake! And when he made that mistake, Chase Stone had the wherewithal to capitalize, and there’s your match!

Buckingham: This is just horrible! We get it, Calysto! You’re in his head! But let the man come out here and compete! This just isn’t right!
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 6:30 – CHASE STONE

Calysto stands and applauds Stone’s effort, but as “Amazing” begins to replay, Vulture clubs Stone down from behind, shouts furiously at Calysto, lifts Stone up, and destroys him with the Crimson Sunset. The look on Calysto’s face now turns to serious as he and Vulture stare each other down all the way to commercial.

Troy: Randall, if Vulture is going to bring the PWA Championship to SIN, I’d venture to say that he needs to get Jason Calysto out of his head!

Buckingham: What he needs, Troy, is to just embrace his partners in SIN and let nature take its course. If SIN helps him, there’s NO WAY he doesn’t win that championship! If he doesn’t… then I’m afraid you might be right!

Troy: Folks, we’ll be right back!

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

We return from break in the SIN locker room, where Vulture is destroying some furniture, looking to take out his aggression following his loss to Chase Stone before the break. Vulture has been left alone, with Morgan Day, International Champion John Wolfe, Alexis Duval, Chris Duval, Markus Krieg, and James Biamonte standing by and watching. However, Greg Tantalus now enters the room and pushes past the spectators before coming face to face with his SIN co-leader. The two glare at each other before Tantalus barks at all the spectators to leave the room. Once they exit, Tantalus begins tearing into Vulture.

Tantalus: What the hell just happened out there?!

Vulture: I KNOW you’re not blind! Calysto came out to the stage and—

Tantalus: And got in your friggin’ head again! This needs to stop! How can you POSSIBLY be expected to beat a man who has already psyched you out?! What’s the problem?! Do you not think you’re good enough to beat him?! Are you feeling the pressure you’ve put on yourself?!

Vulture: Are you serious?! I just need—

Tantalus: No, what you NEED is to do the one thing that Calysto doesn’t want you to do: take our damn help at Everlasting Epic. This match is about more than your goddamn pride, Vulture. This about us. This is about SIN taking over the damn PWA, just like we’ve always wanted. This is about destroying Justin Schenck from the inside. If you don’t beat Calysto at EE, what do we have? We NEED the championship. We HAVE to get it. And to be perfectly honest with you, I’m not sure you can do it without us. So save yourself the gamble. Convince yourself that you would have done it. But at EE, if you really want what’s best for SIN, you know the decision you need to make.

Tantalus then storms off, slamming the door behind him, leaving a livid Vulture alone with his demons.

***

Back at ringside, “More Human Than Human” by White Zombie is playing over the speakers and Synergy members The Omega and Darrin Giles stand in the ring, ready for competition. Also, Paul Dawkins and Renegade can be seen seated at ringside, several feet from the commentary table.

Moments later, “Betrayal” by Lita Ford hits and the fans give a mixed reaction to Paul Epton, who they like, and Fenix Clarke, who they dislike, led by their manager Emily Walker, who they really dislike.

Troy: Now this should be interesting. Paul Epton has been forced to hire Emily Walker as his manager, and now this tag team has been assembled. Tonight marks their inaugural televised contest as a unit, and if they win, they will earn a spot on the Everlasting Epic card against the men seated to the right of us, Paul Dawkins and Renegade.

Buckingham: Obviously, being on the Everlasting Epic card in any form is a huge deal, and we’ve been told that this will be the final match booked for the show. So basically, it’s win and you’re in, lose and you’re out.

PAUL EPTON & FENIX CLARKE VS. SYNERGY
Referee: Jose Soares
When the bell sounds to kick off the action, Paul Epton is instructed by his manager to start the match off for his team. The Omega insists on starting things for Synergy.

Epton and Omega lock up and The Omega grabs the initial advantage, whipping him against the ropes. However, Epton springboards off the ropes on the rebound and catches Epton with a flying knee to the side of the head, downing him! Then, when The Omega staggers back to his feet, Epton downs him with a corkscrew neckbreaker!

Troy: Epton has developed a huge advantage right off the bat!

Emily then calls on Epton to tag in Fenix Clarke, which he does. Epton drapes Omega across his knee, allowing Clarke to leap off the top with a thunderous legdrop! Then, Clarke allows The Omega to get to his feet, only to be destroyed with the Black Tear Fall! Clarke covers… one, two, three!

Troy: And that’s it! Clarke and Epton win it! They will meet Dawkins and Renegade at Everlasting Epic!

Buckingham: I guess they CAN co-exist after all! What a dominating and impressive victory!
WINNERS VIA PINFALL AT 1:54 – PAUL EPTON & FENIX CLARKE

Dawkins and Renegade now rise from their seats and begin trash-talking with Clarke, Epton, and Walker, all parties geared up for their showdown in London. Then, at length, Emily leads her crew to the backstage area and, shortly thereafter, Dawkins and Renegade follow.

However, the camera then returns to the ring, where an irate Darrin Giles is helping The Omega to his feet. As soon as The Omega reaches his feet, he shoves Giles nearly halfway across the ring, shouting at him that he could have used his help.

Troy: Are you serious?! Is The Omega really trying to blame this on Giles?! He’s gotten pinned in short order every Tuesday night for about four weeks in a row!

Nonetheless, The Omega continues the verbal tirade, culminating with a slap right to Giles’ face! Having taken enough, Giles spears The Omega to the mat and pummels him with thunderous rights and lefts, beating him senseless until officials pour out from the back to pry him off!

Troy: So much for Synergy!

Buckingham: You know what, Troy? I don’t think this version of Synergy will be missed.

***

The camera then shifts to the backstage area, where we can see Evan Black walking towards the stage.

Troy: Folks, don’t move a muscle! We have to take a break, but it looks like Evan Black is on his way out here! We’ll be right back!

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

As we return from break, “Hero” by Nas featuring Keri Hilson blasts onto the speakers and the fans begin cheering loudly for Evan Black!

Troy: Listen to this ovation for Evan Black! His popularity sure has grown by leaps and bounds this season!

Buckingham: So has the amount of trouble he’s gotten himself into! Evan Black is about the last person on the PWA roster I’d want to be right now!

Black, decked out in street clothes, grabs a microphone and enters the ring.

Black: I have no interest in wasting time out here, so I’m gonna cut right to the chase. Last week, I was about to get my ass handed to me by SIN. My destruction was pretty much a done deal. But that didn’t happen, because of one person. That person, of course, was Solomon, the very man whose career I’m going to attempt to end in 11 nights. Now, everything I know about Solomon tells me that behavior is completely inconsistent with his nature. So I want to hear it from the man himself. Solomon, you owe me an explanation.

Moments later, “Hear Me” by Darkseed lurks onto the speakers and the fans boo the arrival of the Alaskan Monster Solomon. Wearing a smirk on his face, Solomon walks down the aisle, grabs a microphone, and enters the ring.

Solomon: Inconsistent with my nature? That’s the most comical thing about all this, Black. You think you know me. You think you can anticipate my reactions, and that’s how you think you’re going to defeat me. Well let me tell you something: you don’t know the first thing about me. I don’t fit into any sort of box. You tell the world that I’m a bully, the biggest bully the PWA has ever seen, in fact. And you know what? You’re absolutely right. But unlike the bullies you’ve encountered in your life, I’m a bully with a deep sense of honor and pride.

Black: And that’s why you went so overboard with vengeful sneak attacks on me that Justin Schenck had to ban us from physical contact until Everlasting Epic. Right. Honor and pride. Go on.

Solomon: You seem to be forgetting one simple fact, Black. Up until the night you pinned me, I didn’t take you seriously. Not even for a minute. And don’t be confused by my phrasing. I STILL don’t take you seriously. I just take you a little bit more seriously than I do now.

Black: Keep underestimating me and you’re gonna find yourself at the back of the unemployment line in two weeks.

Solomon: Oh trust me, there is absolutely NO chance of that. You see, the night you pinned me, you didn’t earn my respect, or earn the right for me to take you seriously. But what you did do was signal to me that you were a problem worth taking care of. And at Everlasting Epic, I intend to snuff you out. Now, as for your question, the reason I came out to save your ass last week is because I don’t want there to be one single excuse after I demolish you in 11 nights and make the name Evan Black a trivia question. I am wagering my career that I can end you and wipe you off the face of the wrestling planet. And when we step into that environment in London, where falls count anywhere, where no rules apply… Evan Black, you are going to learn the extremely hard way that I do not die and my next move cannot be anticipated. You are in way over your head, and you should stop thinking about what it would be like to rid the PWA of me, and start thinking about how you’re going to survive.

Black: Solomon, talk is cheap. You can come out here and say you’re going to end MY career all you want. But the reality of the situation is that all I have to do is pin you, however I get it done, and you’re outta here. I pinned you out of nowhere a few weeks back. I can do it again in 11 nights. And if I’m not catching you with a quick pin, then you’ll just have to live in fear of my Superkick. Because Solomon, when I catch you with that, your lights will be out and the curtains will fall on your career.

Solomon’s lips curl into a smirk and he turns his head away. He then turns back around and swings a big right hand, holding it back at the last moment to avoid contact. Black, however, does not flinch. Seeing this, Solomon’s smile quickly evaporates, and the two engage in a heated staredown as we head to break.

Troy: Folks, we’re just 11 nights away from Evan Black and Solomon in a no rules, falls count anywhere brawl in which Solomon’s very career is on the line! But still to come tonight, PWA Champion Jason Calysto takes on International Champion John Wolfe, and we’ll hear from Morgan Day. But up next, it’s Romeo against Pitbull in singles competition! We’ll be right back!

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, “Uprising” by Muse hits the speakers and we are taken to our commentators Victor Troy and Randall Buckingham at ringside.

Troy: Alright ladies and gentlemen, before we move on with tonight’s broadcast, let’s take a minute to talk about what’s on the horizon just 11 nights from tonight, when we invade London’s Wembley Stadium for Everlasting Epic VII!

Buckingham: I’ve been waiting all year for this, Troy!

Troy: So have I, Randall, but how hard is it to wait for a main event like this one?! It’s a rubber match eight years in the making as Jason Calysto defends the PWA World Heavyweight Championship against Vulture!

Buckingham: But we have SO much more in store on September 10th! Troy: The Alaskan Monster Solomon puts his career on the line against Evan Black in a match where there are no count-outs, no disqualifications, and falls count anywhere!

Troy: We will also have the five-on-five Gauntlet Match, where SIN members Greg Tantalus, Markus Krieg, James Biamonte, Chris Duval, and the PWA International Champion John Wolfe square off with Dan Crowley, Showtime Damon Savage, Chase Stone, Hollywood Mike Griffin and Rich Revis. Each team will seed its members from one through five, and we’ll start off with a singles match between the two number ones. Then, each time someone is eliminated by pinfall, submission, count-out, or disqualification, his team will move on to its next entrant. When one team eliminates all members of the opposition, that team will be declared the winner.

Buckingham: Morgan Day returns home to England to challenge Zina for the PWA Women’s Championship in a Tables, Ladders, and Chairs match!

Troy: The Progressive Championship will be contested in a fatal fourway match, when Juan Pablo Alvarez defends the gold against Saif al Abbad and Asai Moon!

Buckingham: Plus, we learned a couple other matches for Everlasting Epic tonight, Troy. For one, Paul Dawkins and Renegade will be in action against the Emily Walker-led team of Paul Epton and Fenix Clarke!

Troy: Keiko Ishida and Kemi Okoro will meet in their fifth and deciding battle!

Buckingham: In a six-man tag team match, Scythe teams with Jon Dulberg and Kerry Cox to battle The Miracle Mike Troha, Don Cerrone, and GI Jew!

Troy: Matthew Magellan and Jade unite to take on Michael Grieco and Dee Licious in a mixed tag team bout!

Buckingham: If you ask me, no matter what we saw earlier tonight, Grieco and Dee are going to have the last laugh!

Troy: And of course, the PWA Tag Team Championship will be up for grabs inside Hell in a Cell, when Texas Justice defends the gold against the legendary Hot Boy$!

Buckingham: And we’re about to see a preview of that one right now!

***

The shot cuts back to ringside as "Mouth for War" by Pantera hits, and the boos begin to pour in for the arrival of Texas Justice members Pitbull and Maddox Tate, who arrive in their typical jeans and cowboy boots. The PWA Tag Team Champions look ready to fight, as usual, as they approach the ring with their championship belts in tow.

Troy: Texas Justice is on their way to the ring, but to the best of my knowledge — and correct me if I'm wrong here, Randall — but this match is slated to be Romeo going one-on-one against Pitbull. What is Maddox Tate doing out here also?

Buckingham: Just as the case was with Tate defeating Jaguar two weeks ago, I'm sure he's just out to offer moral support to his partner.

Troy: Moral support? That ended up in a huge brawl, just like every other time Texas Justice and The Hot Boy$ get together. Referee Dan Martin might have to make a call on that early, before it even has a chance to get out of hand again. 

As the champions enter the ring, Martin does just that, quickly ordering Tate to exit, which sends Pitbull into a fit. 

Troy: There you go, Dan! Great call!

Buckingham: Great call?! How is that fair?! I'm sure Romeo is going to want to bring Jaguar out here too! 

Tate jaws at the official until several others emerge from the back, forcing his departure from the ringside area. An enraged Pitbull drops his belt, which is scooped up by Martin as the Tag Team Champion grabs a microphone.

Pitbull: Cut the damn music! I'm tired of this! What just happened here, long before this match even began, was bullshit! (Crowd boos) For 20-plus years, the goddamn Hot Boy$ have been thorns in our sides. And come September 10th, we will get inside Hell in a Cell and end it for good. But here’s the kicker: it’s gonna be a two-on-one situation, because I'm going to take Romeo clean out tonight!

Pitbull is forced to break his speech due to the excessive jeering of the Bangkok crowd.

Pitbull: You losers can sit here and boo us all you want, we don't give a crap! Never have, and never will. All Maddox and I have heard for weeks is "legendary" this, and "Everlasting Epic wins" that. Boys — and that’s exactly what you are, boys — you might have had some type of great legacy in the PWA, but that was long before we got here. You beat all these other also-rans here in the PWA, knowing Maddox and I were slaving away in Japan, Mexico, and every other hole in the wall, tearing our bodies up because we love this industry, while you jackasses did it for the fame and the money that came with PWA contracts and titles. Well, Texas Justice is here now, and we have beaten everybody who has opposed us. We'll do it again too, but Romeo, you ain't gonna make it, son. Get your ass—

Pitbull can't get out another word before the D-Bombs screech down and explode three times onto the stage as "I'm Back" by Atlanta's T.I. brings out Atlanta's Romeo to a thunderous ovation. The former PWA World Champion makes his way to the ring alone, staring down Pitbull without a blink coming from his eyes. 

Buckingham: Romeo has some nerve, interrupting Pitbull like that. Every week, we hear about The Hot Boy$ and how great they are, but the moment Texas Justice has something to say, he cuts them off?!

Troy: That's ridiculous, Randall. We have heard from Texas Justice all season long, and now it’s time to put up or shut up inside the ring. And as he comes to the ring, I'll tell you, I spoke with Romeo earlier today and he is a different guy than we last saw here in 2006. He was able to win multiple world titles, defeating Jaguar in the process, and this was at a time he was truly "Da Playboi" of this company. He was notorious for his partying lifestyle in and out of the ring. But in 2011, those days are behind him, and now he is focused squarely on competition. I think he could be more dangerous than ever now.

Buckingham: And that could be, but remember he is also easing back into the land of competition, and Pitbull is not. While Romeo and Jaguar were home, these guys were still on the grind. Like Pitbull said, these guys have been scratching and clawing all over this globe for two decades. They are not about to stop dominating now. 

Romeo carefully removes his overcoat outside the ring as Pitbull paces inside of it. Knowing he likely cannot step through the ropes, Romeo charges into the ring by sliding in, and Pitbull is right on top of him, stomping away violently as the bell sounds.

ROMEO VS. PWA TAG TEAM CHAMPION PITBULL
Referee: Dan Martin
Romeo struggles to a vertical base and begins firing away with right hands of his own, knocking Pitbull back towards the ropes. He shoots him to the opposite end of the ring with an Irish whip and attempts a big boot, but Pitbull ducks under it. He hits the ropes on the other side and gets met with a clothesline that takes him off his feet and brings the crowd to theirs! 

Romeo gets him up and slings him into a corner, where he lights Pitbull's chest up with a stinging reverse knife-edge chop! He follows up with another, but the rugged Texan fights off its effects to rake Da Playboi hard across the eyes. Romeo grabs at his face, shielding himself from further visionary damage as he wildly swings a left hand, but it misses and Pitbull darts out of the corner to bring him down with a big running bulldog that smashes Romeo face-first into the canvas! Pitbull shoots the half, into a cover for one... two... and a powerful kick out!

Troy: Pitbull almost got him there! 

Buckingham: He might have had to use an eye rake to get the advantage, but that's their thing. These guys fight dirty, Troy, and now it’s Advantage: Pitbull. 

Romeo again fights to his feet but is blasted by a big overhand punch, sending the Grand Slam winner stumbling into the ropes. Pitbull presses the advantage by blatantly forcing Romeo's neck into the top rope, choking him across the strand as Martin yells his count to break it up. The official reaches four, and the champion avoids disqualification by breaking the hold, sending Romeo back down to the mat, gasping for air. Looking for the kill, Pitbull drops down and clamps in a Dragon Sleeper, wrenching tightly as the fans chant to will Romeo to break the hold. 

Buckingham: Pitbull is in total control right now, he has the powerful Romeo grounded, and this Dragon Sleeper is a move that has turned many lights out!

Troy: It has, and normally, people wouldn't expect such a hold from a guy like Pitbull. But he didn't just wrestle in barbed wire and explosives matches across the globe, this guy can wrestle with anybody, and Romeo is finding that out.

Buckingham: Yes, as he loses consciousness.

Romeo pumps his arms and pounds the mat, showing signs of life as Pitbull digs deeper to wrench tighter. As he applies the pressure, the champion leans forward, but perhaps too much, as the wily Romeo plants a hard kneecap to the top of Pitbull's cranium, breaking the hold! Pitbull wins the race to get to their feet, but Romeo follows quickly to put him down with a clothesline! Another one follows, and Pitbull is dizzied a bit as he rises. Romeo hits the ropes for a head of steam to attempt a third, but this one is ducked, causing him to bounce off the opposite cables and right into the champion's signature Samoan Drop! The wind is blown right out of Romeo's sails in the center of the ring as Pitbull hooks the leg for one… two… and a late kickout! 

Troy: Pitbull got all of that Samoan Drop, and it almost put Rome down for the count! 

Buckingham: Almost, but Pitbull can't get too frustrated here. He almost has him now. Romeo is a former Silver Dollar Champion, its going to take a little bit more than that to keep him down. 

Troy: Silver Dollar? What?

Buckingham: Yeah, he won five different titles. PWA, ORA, Progressive, International, and Tag Team. Get with it Troy.

Troy: I know his resume, but where do you get Silver Dollar from?

Buckingham: Oh, the pancake house near my place, when you get five, it’s the Silver Dollar meal. 

Troy: Oh lord.

Back inside the ring, Romeo is still on the canvas as Pitbull is on the ring apron, apparently heading to the top rope. He reaches his perch and soon flies off, sending flashbulbs popping as he soars for his patented diving elbow drop, but he misses the mark as Romeo rolls away and Pitbull meets the canvas! 

Troy: He missed! Pitbull missed the elbow, and now Romeo is in control! 

Pitbull writhes in pain on the mat, and Romeo looks for the kill himself as he signals for the Dre Day Powerbomb! Before he can lift his opponent off the mat, however, his attention turns back to the entrance, where Maddox Tate has rumbled through the curtain and towards the ring with a chair in hand! 

Buckingham: Tate is back out here to even the score!

Troy: Are we watching the same match?! Even the score how?!

Martin's attention is right back on Tate, who tosses the chair over the top rope at Romeo, but Da Playboi easily sidesteps it before the weapon harmlessly hits the canvas. Tate then hops up on the ring apron and continues his argument with Martin, who again demands his exit or run the risk of disqualification for his partner. Without Martin seeing it, Tate reaches into his pocket and throws an object over the head of Romeo, and into the possession of Pitbull! 

Troy: Wait, what was that?! 

Buckingham: Looked like brass knucks! 

Troy: It is! That’s a set of brass knuckles, and Texas Justice can steal another win right here, just like they did over Jaguar two weeks ago!

Buckingham: Speak of the devil! 

As Tate continues to argue, Jaguar runs up behind him to yank him down off the apron and begin feverishly blasting him with big right hands, commencing a brawl similar to the one waged by their partners during their match two weeks ago! Inside the ring, Romeo turns his attention back to his opponent, who cocks back a right hand and swings it, but a boot to the gut meets him first! The Georgia native then sets Pitbull up into position before hoisting him high into the air by his tights, but Pitbull still has the knucks on his hand! He swings his fist downward, but not in enough time as he is plummeted back-first into the chair with the Dre Day Powerbomb, hit with supreme authority! Romeo covers, with the knucks still wrapped on Pitbull's hand… one, two, three! 

Troy: Romeo has done it! Texas Justice stole one two weeks ago, and now Romeo has evened it up for The Hot Boy$ with a win tonight!

Buckingham: But it took the help of a steel chair to get it done!

Troy: Are you kidding me?! Tate brought the chair out here, and if Romeo hits that Dre Day, you can count from one to three, or one to 33, nobody is getting up from that!

Buckingham: We'll see when their rubber match comes inside the cell, Troy. 

"We On Fire" blares through the speakers as the brawl breaks up outside the ring. Jaguar hops into the squared circle to lift the arm of his victorious partner, as Tate grabs the arm of his defeated partner to drag him to refuge on the outside. Tate curses inaudibly at his rivals, promising revenge at Everlasting Epic as we head to a break. 
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 10:41 – ROMEO

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, the camera pans over to the squared circle, where a 15-foot ladder is standing in the middle of the ring with a single spotlight shining down upon it.

Moments later, “Hysteria” by Muse hits the speakers and the Bangkok crowd boos vociferously as former Women’s Champion Morgan Day skulks out from the backstage area. She is wearing her red and black wrestling outfit, accessorized tonight with a red patent leather vest. Taking a fashion cue from her husband Vulture, she walks onto the stage and down to the ring in a pair of red tinted Aviator sunglasses.

Once at ringside, Morgan grabs a microphone from the ring announcer before ascending the steel steps, climbing into the ring, and then gracefully ascending the aluminum ladder and perching herself at the top. Morgan looks around the IMPACT Arena at the thousands of fans all simultaneously booing her, and slowly shakes her head as she readies herself to speak.

Morgan: You can boo me all you want.

This statement elicits even louder jeers from the Thai audience.

Morgan: You can boo me all you want, but you should hear things from MY perspective. As I sit here atop this aluminium ladder, it reminds me how nice it is to finally be back on top, both literally and metaphorically. Once again, I AM the dominant woman in this company. For too long, Zina got comfortable thinking she was this unstoppable force that could just steamroll through every last woman here. And I’ll be honest, I was one of them. But not anymore. I’m sick of allowing someone else to steal the spotlight I’ve worked so long and so hard to claim.

For those of you who aren’t aware, my life hasn’t been an easy one. I have gone through trial after trial, testing my fortitude and my emotions. When I was a teenager in Newcastle, England, I had a wonderful life. My parents were very wealthy, my dad a doctor and my mum a dentist. We had a beautiful home in the British countryside. I only attended the finest schools. Everything in life was easy.

Then, one day, I lost my parents in a boating accident, and my entire world came crashing down. Imagine being a young teenage girl, on the brink of becoming an adult, needing your parents there to love and support you, and instead you have to bury them. After that, I was left alone to deal with the harsh realities of life. I received a large inheritance from their death, but being a teenager without restraint or guidance I quickly blew through all that money.

Within two years, I was completely broke. And let’s just say I spent the next several years in London’s underground doing a number of things I shouldn’t have. But eventually, I decided I wanted more out of life. So I took everything I had and caught a flight here to Thailand. I thought I just wanted to see the Buddhist temples, but I came to this very arena and fell in love with Muay Thai. I began my training immediately, and became a great fighter.

You longtime fans know the story from there. I met Vulture right here in Bangkok, he took me under his wing, trained me in the art of professional wrestling, and got me started. But when we had our falling out and he left me to return to New York and CAW, I carried on. Eventually, I went back to Europe, dedicated myself to the women’s wrestling scene and, in time, I made it to the PWA.

Ever since I arrived in the PWA, I knew I was the best, in every way. Keiko Ishida, a woman I crossed paths with here in Thailand in the Muay Thai circle years earlier, had reigned as Women’s Champion for over a year. I defeated her. Then came my husband’s ever-so-lovable ex Magnifica. After the beating I gave her at Everlasting Epic V, she disappeared, never to be heard from again.

But with the end of PWA in 2006, life was finally getting easier. I finally reunited with Vulture, the man I’d loved since we first met here in Bangkok all those years before, and we decided to leave the business and start a family. And believe me, we got as far away from the business as you can get. But that’s enough of this history lesson. You know the story from there. In the eyes of many of you fans, Zina has come onto the scene in the last two years and surpassed me. And you have people saying that even in my prime, I couldn’t defeat Zina, that Zina is in a class by herself. And that’s when you start to just piss me the bloody hell off.
 
Every time I get ahead in life, something is always waiting around the corner to knock me down a peg. I returned to the PWA to because no matter how removed I was from wrestling, competition is my life. Instead, I’m greeted with the revelation that my husband fathered two children, who grew into vengeful adults. Minutes after this, I go out to the ring to defend my title against a rogue Russian bear trainer, and my title slips away. And that is how Zina was born. Because I simply wasn’t emotionally ready. I don’t leave my young son each and every week to get outshone by an overrated wannabe who was picked up at a circus!

I battled and battled to get another shot, to get my title back, but something always got in the way. Finally, that something was Lauren Tantalus, who upstaged me the night I actually pinned Zina, but lost the championship right back to her before I, the rightful owner of that title, could claim it. Well, finally, enough was ENOUGH.

So, since enough was enough for me, I turned to some familiar faces, some friends whose help I could use, just like they could use mine. I finally realized that my husband had it right all along, and those once-estranged stepchildren are now a huge part of our lives. But that’s only part of the story. Think of SIN as an insurance policy on a house. Now the home has been through hurricanes, tornadoes, and floods. But there’s only so much that one house can stand. And eventually, another storm rolls along and it levels that house to the ground. Zina, I’ll admit, you may have been that storm that leveled me. But SIN has built me back up. Through their support, they have made me stronger than I have ever been. And now when your storm hits me again, you won’t even leave a dent.

Zina, you’re good, but you aren’t THAT good. And people may regard you as a god, but I showed everyone a few weeks ago in Toronto that you are VERY much a human being. And you can be broken. I am the only person to defeat you without controversy. I deserve to have that title belt around my waist, NOT you. You have outworn your welcome here; in the PWA, in the women’s division, and ESPECIALLY with me. Zina I hope you are prepared, because come September 10th at Everlasting Epic, in front of my people in London, I am going to destroy you. There is more focus and determination in my heart than there ever has been. I want to make you suffer. I want you to beg for mercy when I am beating you with a chair, throwing you off ladders, and pummeling you through tables. Zina, to me you are the personification of all the unnecessary hurt and suffering and humiliation I have endured in my life, so at Everlasting Epic, all the years of my pent up rage and anger will finally be unleashed on you!

Buckingham: Wow, I’m pretty sure Morgan Day has gone off the deep end. For a proper British woman, she has some real issues with coping mechanisms.

Moments later, Zina appears from backstage, ushered in by Aria’s “Demons.” She glares at Morgan Day, points her finger at her, and then runs at breakneck speed down the ramp like a charging bull at a matador, and slides into the ring. Morgan Day remains perched precariously atop her 15-foot ladder, and now recognizing the threat of Zina in the ring, shouts at Zina to stand down and leave her alone. Despite Morgan’s loud protests from above, Zina backs herself in the corner and runs towards the ladder stopping at the last moment to bicycle kick with great authority the aluminum structure, causing it to tilt and start to fall! Morgan Day loses her balance and comes crashing down to the arena floor with a sickening smack. As Morgan writhes in pain on the ground, the IMPACT Arena jumps to their feet to celebrate Zina’s attack. Zina jumps onto the corner turnbuckles and plays to the crowd, rolling her wrists in signature fashion as the camera cuts to the announce table.

Troy: You know, I’ve always liked Morgan Day so I’m sympathetic to the hard life she’s had, even if it means she’s hiding in the shadows of SIN to get her way.

Buckingham: Really, Troy?! Morgan is being a big crybaby if you ask me! Hey sweetheart, guess what? Life’s tough. Deal with it. Man, I can’t wait to see what Zina is going to dish out to her at Everlasting Epic!

Troy: You’re on the side of the fans for once!

Buckingham: I’ve been on the Zina train longer than anyone, so these fans can kiss my ass! And I won’t be on the side of the fans at Everlasting Epic. Those Brits are gonna cheer their homegirl.

Troy: That’s right ladies and gentlemen, in just 11 days, we are going to be live in London, England, the former stomping grounds of the three-time Women’s Champion, Morgan Day, as she takes on Zina for the Women’s Championship in a historic Tables, Ladders, and Chairs match!

Buckingham: This is the first time ever that two women will be competing in a TLC match and honestly, I can’t think of two better competitors to pull it off. The tensions are high, the feud is long-standing, and it promises to be a truly dangerous and unpredictable match!

Troy: I can’t wait! Stay with us folks, we’ll be right back with our main event!

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, “Charlie Big Potato” by Skunk Anansie hits the speakers and the fans begin booing loudly as SIN member and the PWA International Champion John Wolfe makes his way to ringside, escorted by his manager Alexis Duval. Wolfe wastes little time getting to the ring, focusing on the task at hand.

Moments later, “F*ckin’ in the Bushes” by Oasis thumps onto the speakers and the Bangkok crowd gives a roaring ovation to The Iceman Jason Calysto!

Troy: And here comes the PWA World Heavyweight Champion! Here comes Jason Calysto!

Buckingham: After what he pulled with Vulture earlier tonight, I don’t know how these fans still cheer for him!

Troy: You really have no idea what the people will like, do you?

Buckingham: I only know what they SHOULD like, and our opinions don’t often match up.

Calysto soaks in the adulation of the crowd as he enters the ring and prepares for battle. When he approaches the center of the ring, referee Tom Stevens collects both championship belts and signals for the bell to be rung.

Troy: Alright, very interesting matchup right here! It’s PWA Champion vs. International Champion, Calysto vs. a member of SIN 11 nights before defending against Vulture at Everlasting Epic!

Buckingham: You can do this, Wolfey!

NON-TITLE MATCH:
PWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION JASON CALYSTO VS. PWA INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION JOHN WOLFE
Referee: Tom Stevens
Once the bell rings, Wolfe takes the opportunity to get in Calysto’s face and trash-talk him, something The Iceman laughs off before responding with a slap to the mouth! This enrages the International Champion, who wildly lunges at the PWA Champion, only for Calysto to take him down with a drop toehold! Calysto then switches over to a side headlock, keeping Wolfe under control, until the SIN member’s raw power shines through, allowing him to create separation. He then shoves Calysto into the ropes, but The Iceman rebounds with a mafia kick to the jaw!

Troy: There’s that mafia kick! Jason Calysto might be about to get into a groove!

Buckingham: As much as I hate to admit it, it really would behoove Wolfe to counter something right about now!

Calysto winds up and unleashes an enziguri, but Wolfe is able to duck under it and drill The Iceman down with a sidewalk slam instead. Wolfe then takes control of the bout, slowing the pace and clobbering the world champion with an array of powerful weardown maneuvers.

Buckingham: Perfect strategy by John Wolfe right here. Calysto is a competitor who gets better and better the deeper into the match you go, and the faster the pace of the match. Wolfe is trying to end it early, and keep the pace slow and deliberate.

Troy: Of course, the risk of that strategy is that Calysto can turn things around in you in a hurry, and if you’re not prepared for it, it could lead to a fairly quick demise!

With Calysto sufficiently battered, Wolfe takes the opportunity to whip him against the ropes and crush him with a thunderous tilt-a-whirl backbreaker upon his return! Wolfe covers… one, two, and Calysto gets a shoulder up!

The Iceman escaped one predicament, but soon finds himself dealing with another as Wolfe immediately positions himself for the Chokeslam. The International Champion waits patiently for Calysto to reach a vertical base, and when he does, Wolfe grabs him by the throat and lifts him for the move… but Calysto slips out and reverses into a cradle! One, two, and Wolfe escapes!

Wolfe, however, is able to take the momentum back with a big clothesline that downs The Iceman hard. He then whips him into the ropes and perches him on the top turnbuckle, before climbing up after him, looking for a superplex! However, Calysto blocks the maneuver and kicks Wolfe off, before leaping off and drilling the International Champion with the Bottom Line flying clothesline! Calysto covers… one, two, and Wolfe just gets a shoulder up!

Troy: So close!

The Iceman then stalks the rising Wolfe, looking for The Icebeaker, but Wolfe immediately slips out and whips Calysto against the ropes… only for Calysto to rebound with a spinning heel kick!

Troy: Spinning heel kick! This match is almost history!

Buckingham: Would you stop saying that every single time he hits that kick?!

Troy: No can do! I refuse to be the one to break the tradition!

Calysto then waits for Wolfe to return to his feet and, when he does, The Iceman lifts him for The Icebreaker! However, Wolfe slips out, boots Calysto in the gut, and looks for the Chokeslam again! This time, Wolfe attempts to lift him, but the world champion blocks it, grabs hold of Wolfe’s arm, and drives him down to the canvas, cinching in the Crossface!

Buckingham: No!

Troy: Calysto’s got it locked in! Wolfe isn’t going anywhere!

Wolfe does his best to survive in the devastating submission hold, but he eventually succumbs. After nearly 30 seconds spent writhing in the hold, Wolfe taps out, awarding the match to Calysto!

Troy: And there it is! Jason Calysto wins a tough battle against John Wolfe, but unlike Vulture, Calysto is heading into Everlasting Epic with some momentum!

Buckingham: Yeah, that’s because Vulture at least had the decency not to come out here and mess with Calysto’s tune-up!
WINNER VIA SUBMISSION AT 6:56 – JASON CALYSTO

As the fans cheer loudly and “F*ckin’ in the Bushes” replays, Calysto suddenly finds himself clobbered down from behind by Vulture!

Buckingham: Haha! I love it! Nothing wrong with attacking him AFTER the match!

Chris Duval and Greg Tantalus follow closely from behind and, in short order, a full-on assault is ensuing on the world champion!

Troy: Oh come on! This is completely uncalled for!

Buckingham: False! Calysto brought this on himself with his actions earlier tonight!

After a bevy of stomps Duval lifts Calysto off the mat, allowing Vulture to pummel him with repeated right hands. Tantalus then takes his turn and, when he finishes, Wolfe gets back to his feet and joins in on the fun.

Suddenly, the camera cuts to the backstage area, where we can see that Markus Krieg and James Biamonte have created a barricade outside the dressing room door of Dan Crowley, Showtime Damon Savage, Chase Stone, Rich Revis, and Hollywood Mike Griffin, rendering them all unable to come to the ring and assist Calysto.

Back at ringside, Vulture lifts Calysto up and whips him against the ropes before absolutely crushing him with a Chill Factor spinebuster! Then, Vulture peels Calysto off the mat and, after running his thumb across his throat, compacts him into the mat with a vicious Crimson Sunset! Without skipping a beat, Vulture covers Calysto and Tantalus drops down to count the one, two, three. The fans boo the bogus display, and boo even louder when Chris Duval yanks the world championship belt away from the timekeeper and hands it to his father.

The smile on Vulture’s face dissipates as he holds the title belt in his hands, staring longingly at it. Finally, his gaze breaks and he holds it up high, garnering a thunderous array of boos before tossing it back down onto Calysto as White Zombie’s “Electric Head Pt. 1: The Agony” floods the IMPACT Arena speakers.

Buckingham: Troy, if you want your answer as to whether or not Vulture will be calling on SIN’s aid at Everlasting Epic, I think we may have just gotten it!

Troy: It’s entirely possible, Randall! Folks, we’re out of time! We have just one more stop on the path to Everlasting Epic, and we’ll see you there, right here next Tuesday night! Goodnight, everybody!


-- END SHOW --


Pre-Show Dark Matches:
1. Non-title Match: PWA Women’s Champion Zina def. Dee Licious via pinfall at 2:57 with the Siberian Express. (Referee: Tom Stevens)
2. Markus Krieg def. Paul Dawkins via pinfall at 4:02 with the BlitzKrieg. (Referee: Matt Hansen)
3. Morgan Day & Alexis Duval def. Kemi Okoro & Jade via pinfall at 5:22. Morgan pinned Jade with the Daybreak. (Referee: Dan Martin)