Post by Laura Phoenix - HBIC on Feb 28, 2020 0:07:06 GMT -5
JR Freeman: WELCOME TO HOCKEYTOWN USA, Detroit, Michigan. We are coming to you from the Little Caesars Arena as we are on the last Riot stop to Toronto, Ontario, Canada and Demon’s Run!
Alf: We know tonight is going to be insanity as we are expecting the official contract signing of our Demon’s Run main event between PWS Champion, Malachi and Mack McKane. We will be seeing Jack Russow in a PWS Ring for the first time in a while.
JR Freeman: And in our main event, it’s tag team action as Bella Madison and Malachi take on Miss Puppies and Dicky Rider.
Alf: HEY! Not nice JR!
JR Freeman: I could have gone with what Puppies named that team but I rather not. We got enough dirty stuff going on on these shows! Let's get to the action before I say something else stupid.
Legion v Morgan Baker
(Legion and Morgan Baker lock up in the middle of the ring, Baker gets the upper hand in the match in the early going. Baker has Legion up against the corner, Baker tries to go for a shoulder ram but Legion finds a way to counter the move Baker was trying to do. Legion has control of the match now. Legion starts to have her way with Baker, for the time being, showing the younger wrestler that she means business. The match spills to the outside of the match, Baker finds a way back into the match by driving Legions face into the ring post with a drop toe hold. Baker rolls Legion into the ring, going for the pin attempt, but Legion kicks out at 2. The flow of the match learns towards back and forth after that pin attempt, neither person gives the other an inch. Stays this way for a good while but Legion starts to become too much for Baker to handle. Baker tries to fight back but Legion has full control of the match. It doesn’t take long before the ending of the match comes in. Legion drives Baker into the mat with “Ronin’s Blade”. She goes for the pin and picks up the win.)
JR Freeman: Whoa! What a victory for Legion here!
Alf: Baker tried her best but Legion was too strong for her to handle.
WINNER - Legion
(As the show returns from break, we come to the parking garage. David Shane is seen grabbing his bags from the back of his car and heading into the arena with a special guest on his shoulder, Mr. Nanners, in a very nice James Bond style suit. Upon entering the building, Nanners jumps from David’s back and grabs the bag from David, he drags it around the corner, while David continues over the interviewer waiting for him just down the hall.)
“I’m joined here by the Chairman of PWS Apex and the man that has challenged Alexis Makarios to a One on One match at Devil’s run. I have to ask David, is this a smart move...you nor Alexis have been able to build the match, as you just made it official at the last show.”
David Shane: It builds itself up, you have two of the best in this business going head to head…
“And you are coming off of a very serious neck injury...you haven’t competed in a match since last year. Are you not concerned that challenging Alexis after the year she had, you are risking reinjuring that neck?
David Shane: Alexis had one hell of a title run last year, you defended the title and made me proud that she was the first PWS Apex World Champion...but I haven’t been out of the ring, I was ready for the match at the return show...My Neck is 100 percent and I’ve not lost a step waiting for this match. I’ve been training at the Compound with the Development roster, and others…
“Why Alexis then for your return match? Isn’t it a bit unfair to the rest of the roster to throw yourself into a main event caliber match? Because to put it simply you are the boss.”
(He smiled)
David Shane: It would be...if it wasn’t for this being my last match.
(It was at this point that Alexis, who had been listening from around the corner, made her presence known.)
Alexis: WOAH!!! Hold up just one damn minute there, bub…
(She walked into camera shot at crossed her arms looking at David)
Alexis: when were you planning to tell ME this was a retirement match?
David: Well...the night after…
(Alexis was not pleased.)
Alexis: I swear to god… if you did that to me… I would kill you… just saying
David: I would do that to you...I would want you at your best...not trying to give me the last moments of my career. You would be too concerned with that then giving me that match that I’ve waited to actually have.
Alexis: Are you fucking kidding me? Apparently retirement matches are what I do. Britt… Eddie… now you… you know I wouldn't hold back just for that. I didnt with them and I wouldnt with you. And if you think I would then Shame on you.
(He walks up to her placing his hand on her shoulder.)
David: I know, you wouldn’t.
(He distinctly points above Alexis, and smiles.)
David: I just needed to get you out here…
(With that water balloons filled with red kool aid come flying from a distance. They hit David and the interviewer but Alexis is the one mostly being hit. Once the barrage stops you can see Mr. Nanners standing by a homemade balloon gatling gun. Nanners smiles then blows a raspberry.)
David: Nanners, Retreat!! TO THE BATCAVE!!
(David takes off from the set, as Mr. Nanners is in hot pursuit eventually jumping on David’s back. Alexis just stands there colored red and dripping from the kool aid.)
Alexis: I WILL FIND YOU, AND I WILL GET REVENGE! ON YOU AND THE CHIMP!!!
(Eddie walks up and sees Alexis, covering his mouth to stifle his laughter. She looks up at him.)
Alexis: Laugh… and you're next…
Eddie: I would NEVER
(Alexis walks off, asking for a towel. The camera cuts to a close up of Eddie, who can no longer control the laughter. A lone water balloon is thrown at him from off screen, as the scene ends.)
(The scene opened in the costuming department backstage, showing Mattie Cormier fully focused on a sewing machine, earphones in and completely oblivious to the outside world. A hand reached over and gently tapped her on the shoulder, and she turned around to see Alanah O’Connell and Bella Madison standing behind her. She smiled as she slid the earphones out of her ears and stood up.)
Mattie Cormier: Better not be seen together, ladies. After all, you’re supposed to be enemies, remember?
(The three women shared a laugh.)
Bella Madison: Please, Heather Haze is just pissed that no one wants to be friends with a psychotic skank like her. So much so that she’s trying to come between Alanah and I.
Alanah O’Connell: Exactly. Just because we have a match at Demon’s Run doesn’t mean we’re gonna start hating each other or something. We’re gonna go out and have one hell of a match, and no matter the outcome nothing changes between us.
(Bella and Alanah wink at each other and hook their pinkies together, as Mattie smiles. But it fades away, and Alanah is quick to pick up on the shift in mood.)
Alanah O’Connell: Everything OK, Matts?
Mattie Cormier: Yeah, of course.
Bella Madison: Except it’s not. You can’t lie to us, girl. Something’s bugging you.
Alanah O’Connell: Is this about what Everett said at the last Riot? About Mack?
(Mattie hesitated a moment, fidgeting with a scrap of fabric.)
Mattie Cormier: I know, I shouldn’t let him get to me like this. But there’s a tiny part of me that won’t stop obsessing over it.
(Bella rolled her eyes.)
Bella Madison: Yunno, this is starting to sound like what Haze is trying to do with Alanah and I. Wouldn’t surprise me if she was in league with that slimeball. Listen, it’s obvious that Mack loves you.
Alanah O’Connell: Totally! I mean, the guy got a tattoo of your face! And knowing what we do of Mack, I’d say that’s a pretty big freakin’ deal.
Bella Madison: Not to mention the fact that he’s even gone on record and said that you’re the first person he’s ever said ‘I love you’ to. Everett’s just being a jealous little pissbaby who’s not getting what he wants, so he’s going to try to ruin what you and Mack have.
Alanah O’Connell: ‘Try’ being the key word. Mack’s proven beyond a shadow of a doubt that he’s hopelessly, madly in love with you. You have absolutely nothing to worry about. Trust us.
(Mattie looks relieved, as she reaches over and pulls them both into a group hug.)
Mattie Cormier: You girls are the best, you know that?
Bella Madison: Of course we do. And you are our fashion goddess.
(The three laugh again and talk among each other as the scene fades away.)
NON TITLE
Heather Haze v Cynthia Hellsing
(From the sound of the bell Haze does not hold back in attacking Cynthia, completely dominating Hellsing slamming her head into the mat and into the turnbuckle. Hellsing tries to battle back but every time she gets a bit of offense going Haze cuts her off. Eventually Heather whips Cynthia into the corner, follows up with a huge yakuza kick. Cynthia drops as Haze screams out to the crowd and follows up with Pucker Up before rudely pulling Cynthia up and damn near dropping Hellsing on the top of her head with The Jailbait and covers her for the 1...2...3!)
JR Freeman: I am speechless, Cynthia Hellsing got completely dominated by Heather Haze.
Alf: That was beautiful!
(Haze stands and celebrates as the ref raises her hand, but she then rudely snatches it away and turns and begins to beat on Cynthia some more before locking her in to a Triangle Lock as the ref calls for the bell more. Suddenly Bella Madison and Alanah O’Connell rush from the back and slide into the ring, but before the girls can get their hands on Haze, Heather slides out of the ring grabbing her title. Cynthia lays in the ring grabbing at her head and neck. Bella and Alanah stare off as Haze makes her way up the ramp and the medical personel come down to check on Hellsing)
WINNER - Heather Haze
(The cameras catch to the back where star was barking orders at members of the security team)
Star: Do you understand me?
Mihal: Yes.
Star: Then hop to it…
(She turned around and saw that Marcus Cage was standing there, arms crossed, looking at her.)
Star: What do you want?
Marcus: Oh, just wanted to make sure you arent about to do so.something stupid out there
Star: Marcus… you know I have a good reason for everything I do. I'm not an irrational person.
Marcus: That's not what I meant. I have known you for a long time, and you are right, you are not an irrational person. But I do think you are going about this all wrong.
Star: Oh, please, do tell me exactly what I should do
(She glared at him with a bit of a sarcastic tone in her voice.)
Marcus: I think you know what you should do. You should sign that contract, and give that hard working man the shot he deserves.
Star: What do you know? You have never been in a position of power until now.
Marcus: Maybe not. But I have been in this business my entire life. You know deep down Mack deserves this shot, win or lose.
Star: And that is where we disagree. But just know what I am about to do out there is what is for the best of the company. And it would be in YOUR best interest to stay out of my way.
(She started to walk past him, but he grabs her arm, dropping her in her tracks)
Marcus: Listen to me and listen good. You hired me because you trust me and my dedication to this company. PWS is my home. So you are gonna listen to my opinion and I hope you ACTUALLY listen.
Star: Will it shut you up?
Marcus: Maybe
Star: Fine. Go on.
Marcus: You need to stop playing games. I have always known you to be fair. Never to play favorites. But look at you now. You are showing clear favorites. You clearly don't want Mack as champion for whatever reason. And you are about to go out there and step over the line.
Star: What line?
Marcus: Look, when David voiced that he was backing Alexis in the World title hunt… what did you do?
Star: I called him out on his favoritism and forced him to take a step back and out of the decision making process. I don't see how this is relevant.
Marcus: Well, you are about to go out there and go even further than that. To do the one thing he didn't do that entire time. Deny it. He never once denied that he was backing his friend. But you know what else he never did? Get involved in ANY way. He didn't pay off referees or get involved in the matches and affect the outcome. He didn't hold anyone back. And if you go out there and do what I think you are going to do… you are going to cross a line you will wish you never crossed.
Star: Is that a threat?
Marcus: No. It's a warning. From one friend to another. Go out there and do the right thing. Give Mack his shot. You know it's the right thing to do.
(With that Marcus walked off and the show cuts to a commercial)
Daniel Russow v Travis Ryan
(The bell rings Daniel Russow and Travis Ryan circle around each other before locking up. Ryan tries to move Daniel Russow, but Daniel just stands there with a smirk on his face. Daniel shoves Ryan to the ground before he goes on the attack. The match turns into a mauling, and Ryan has nowhere to go. He tries to kick himself free from Daniel Russow but it doesn’t work. Daniel backs away from Ryan for a second before toying with him. Ryan smacks Daniel across the face, which was a big… HUGE mistake. Daniel Drives on top of Ryan and just throws angry punches to the side of his head. The Ref got to his 5 count before pulling Daniel Russow away. Daniel Russow stays away for a second but hops right back on Ryan. The match is dominated by Daniel Russow the entire way. Daniel Russow decides he’s had enough of Ryan, he hits “The fall out” not once but twice, the 2nd time with more anger behind it. He covers Ryan with just his foot for a 3 count.)
JR Freeman: I think Daniel Russow as fed up with Ryan there.
Alf: I would be too if Ryan tried to embarrass me like that. Ryan should just go back to where he belongs and train some more.
WINNER - Daniel Russow
(The arena is calmly buzzing waiting for the next eve-)
"ALL OUR GODS HAVE ABANDONED US!!!!!"
(Suddenly the crowd ROARS to life chanting "MACK MC-KANE!" as PWS' resident blade-slinging sociopath comes barreling out onto the ramp and straight down the ramp sliding into the ring popping up and pacing around like a madman as the fans shower him with love which takes him aback for a second until he calls for a microphone...once he has one, he jumps up reclining on the top rope and in a sing-songy voice calls…)
Mack McKane: Staaaaa-aaaar...oh Star!!! You and I need to have...a wondrous little chat. And patience...is not one of my virtues. So do us a favor, eh? Get. Down. Here.
(Star comes out from behind the curtain and walks down the ramp to a huge chorus of boos. In her hand she has a clipboard with some papers and a pen on it. She gets in the ring and is handed a mic.)
Star: OK, I'm out here. What is oh so important that you felt the need to rush me out here?
(Mack hops off the turnbuckle and swarms around her like a feral lion hunting its prey...a snarl stretches across his face.)
Mack McKane: What's so bloody important is your little games...are OVER. Your bounty failed. Your handicap match crumbled. And as PROMISED...I. STAND. So now it's my turn. I'm done with the bullshit. I know you've drawn the contract. I want it signed and ironclad, savvy? See...I don't QUITE get what your problem ever WAS with me...and maybe someday you'll let me in on the secret. But until then. Contract...now...PLEASE.
(She holds the contract close to her as she speaks)
Star: No, I dont think it's quite time to get to signing this contract. Yes, everything I have done has failed. But that's whatever. See, you seem to think that I have some personal vendetta against you. And that simply isn't true. I have nothing against you personally. You seem like… a delight… but I assure you that everything I have done is in the best interest of PWS: APEX.
(Almost IMMEDIATELY the entire arena begins chanting "BUUUUULL-SHIT! BUUUULL-SHIT!!" being cheerleader by Mack.)
Mack McKane: Who...th'BLEEDIN' fuck...you tryina kid? Cut the shit Star, drop the "professional" act. We're past that. Say what's REALLY on your mind? C'MON! TELL THE TRUTH!!!
Star: Oh, but I am telling the truth. It's no lie you are good in the ring. And I truly believe you are great for the company… as the Collateral Damage Champion. But do I think you would be a good World Champion? No, I do not. And I guess it's time that I come clean about why.
(The fans chant "TELL THE TRUTH! TELL THE TRUTH!")
Star: The truth of the matter is, Mack, it's you. You are a liability. You are unpredictable, and just way too violent! For a World Champion, we need someone who doesn't walk around with a switchblade. Someone who I don't have to think ‘am I gonna have to bail out our champion?’ on a weekly basis. You just… well you aren't World Champion and "Face of the Company'' material. You have to remember that this company is a reflection of me, and I'm just looking out for its best interest… and you aren't it. Sorry.
(Mack's eyes darken as he squares up with her.)
Mack McKane: You. Hypocritical. Cunt.
(The fans explode with cheers as Star looks like she wants to swing but maintains her composure.)
Mack McKane: First off, ya daft bitch...its a butterfly knife, not a switchblade. Second...really? You look at the past of PWS...and you SEE the former faces that carried this company on its back! Currently you got Mal who - and I don't blame him for it - seems to want to gather up the people who annoy him and blow them to smithereens, innit? Let's not even get started on the Russows. Orphaned street rats with "no business here" JUST like you're sayin' to me now...and Syn? That backwoods, inbred cuntrag held the PWSR championship for MONTHS. But you have the mythological balls...to stand there and tell me I'M too much? Love...I'm the hottest thing you got goin'.
(The fans start back with the "MACK MCKANE!" chants as he blows them a kiss and slowly turns his hand back...pointing to the contract.)
Mack McKane: I gave up the title you spit on...I gave up the title I took from lower level...to the most prestigious title you had going. I bled for that contract, I EARNED...THAT CONTRACT. So if you got a problem, love...that's YOUR problem. But one way or another...I'm inking my name...on that paper.
(Star smirks)
Star: See… that's where you are wrong, Mack. You can sign this until the sun goes down. But without MY signature, this is just paper and doesn't mean a damn thing. I came out here with it in good faith… with every intention allow you to convince me to sign it… but… I changed my mind.
(She takes the contract from the board and throws the board to the mat. She holds the contract up and rips it to shreds with a grin, dropping the small pieces to a pile on the mat)
Star: No contract, no title match. Maybe you should watch who you call names, ey "love"?
(Mack looks dumbstruck at the pieces of paper lying on the mat as he slowly reaches into his back pocket…)
Mack McKane: ...that...was all I had...so maybe YOU...should fire Mihal...and watch who you're stuck in the ring with!!!!
(Mack flicks the butterfly knife out of his back pocket when all of a sudden... Rev Theory’s “Hell Yeah” blares as Laura Phoenix walks out on stage with a portfolio in her hands, she glares towards the ring but stops at the top of the ramp, looking like she’s waiting on someone else to come out. She looks back towards the entrance, while Mack and Star look on curiously. Soon enough, “Blood//Water” hits the speakers and Malachi comes walking out, the PWS: APEX World Title proudly displayed on his shoulder as he stood next to Laura, giving her a respectful nod of the head, which she reciprocated before they looked back towards the ring. The crowd’s reaction is solidly mixed, though the cheers were ever so slightly louder. Their presence was enough to stop McKane from doing the unspeakable to his boss.)
Laura Phoenix: You know, honestly Star you should thank us. I could have let this go just a few more moments and we would have had the bloodiest slaughter on Detroit soil ever! BUT, I couldn’t help myself, cause see....I WARNED YOU. I warned you weeks ago that if you attempted to pull this bullshit that it would be on your head. And now here we are, you attempting to once again put the screws to MY main event for Demon’s Run.
(While this is being said both Malachi and Laura make their way down to the ring.)
Star Stormz: What do you mean attempting? I’ve done it!
(Laura laughs for a moment and just shakes her head.)
Laura Phoenix: No, Star...you haven’t. See I warned you, I have been playing this game a lot longer. I’ve been in both these guys’ shoes and I know what it’s like when management tries and fucks you from things they truly deserve. You showed your hand on more than one occasion and I knew you were going to attempt this. That’s why I called David, I made sure come hell or high water he was going to be here tonight.
(Star looks confused for a moment and then her eyes get wide.)
Laura Phoenix: See, while I don’t have power over you to override the match....HE DOES! And I have in my hand a contract signed by one David Shane, Co-Owner of PWS: APEX that makes Malachi and Mack McKane OFFICIAL for Demon’s Run!
(The fans lose their mind at this announcement as Star begins to lose her mind.)
Laura Phoenix: The only thing missing....is the type of match that Mal and Mack will be having. And I do believe that is the champion's prerogative.
(She looks over to Malachi and hands him the microphone. He smirks as he takes it from her, looking back towards Star and raising it to his face.)
Malachi: The funny thing about all this is that everyone knows the only reason you’re even trying to pull this little power trip is because of a certain little shitheel with more money than fuckin’ sense. Ever since Everett Jacobs showed up in this company, you’ve had it in for Mack in the worst way possible. And for what reason? Sure, you gave your little bullshit excuses about how ‘he’s too much of a liability’, but let’s face facts here. You’re nothing but Jacobs’ little puppet.
(The crowd gave a loud “OOOOOOOOOOO” at the insinuation, while Star looked fit to be tied and Mack nodded his head with a bit of a smirk of his own.)
Malachi: Now, I know you all think I’m some sort of coward who’s gonna try to take every advantage I can to keep this title, but I think over the past few weeks I’ve proven beyond a shadow of a doubt that I’m anything but. I’m a fighting champion. I’m willing to put this belt on the line against anyone, at any time, under any circumstances. So when Laura told me that I could set the stipulation for this match at Demon’s Run...I knew it had to be something special. Something worthy of the main event. Something that would cement my status as the greatest champion this company has ever seen.
(The crowd is buzzing with anticipation, waiting to hear what Malachi had to say. He took the opportunity to walk past Star to stand toe-to-toe with Mack, staring him right in the eyes as he spoke.)
Malachi: So that’s why, at Demon’s Run, it’s going to be Malachi versus Mack McKane...in a 60 Minute Iron Man Match!
(A twisted smile crawls across the face of Mack McKane as the arena is rocking with "HOLY SHIT!" chats as Mack looks Malachi in the eyes and happily shakes his head yes.)
Laura Phoenix: Well then gentlemen, if you would be so kind to drop your signatures on the contract, we can call it official!
(Laura opens up the portfolio and offers it first to Mack. Mack happily scribbles across the page. Laura turns to Malachi and he does the same. Laura turns and smiles right and Star’s face.)
Laura Phoenix: Ladies and Gentleman, it is official...at Demon’s Run it will be the first ever 60 minute Iron Man match for the PWS: Apex Championship, as MALACHI WILL DEFEND AGAINST MACK MCKANE IN TORONTO!
(Laura’s music plays as Star storms out of the ring and up the ramp and the two competitors continue to stare at each other as we go to commercial.)
Jack Russow v Juan Manuel Cabrera Jr.
(The bell rings for Jack Russow and JMC JR. to start. JMC gets the upper hand quickly by trying to jump Jack Russow as the bell rang and he doesn’t paying attention. JMC gets a few shots in on the younger Russow but that’s about as far as he got with it. Jack fights his way back into the match, as he does it’s in a big way. Jack starts to dominate the match now, to a point where JMC is trying to crawl away from him and seek shelter with the ropes. Neither helped him. Jack dominates the entire match, it doesn’t matter what JMC tries to do, Jack stops him before he even does it. End of the match slowly craps up, Jack is still in control of JMC. Jack ends the match with “cut the cord”. Pins him down for the count of 3 and proceeds with the rest of his day.)
Jr Freeman: Jack Russow isn’t paid by the hour.
Alf: Nope. Juan couldn’t find his rhythm of the match, he tried to attack Jack and it backfired.
WINNER - Jack Russow
(Just before the main event match, the cameras catch up to Malachi in the backstage area, fully geared up and doing some stretches in preparation for his match. The sound of footsteps approaching makes him turn his head, but instead of seeing Bella Madison walking up to him, he rolls his eyes as Everett Jacobs comes into view, flanked as always by his as-yet nameless bodyguard. The self-appointed ‘Executive Overseer’ was oddly smiling as he approached the World Champion, who continued on with his stretching and did his best to ignore Everett.)
Everett Jacobs: Brilliant strategy, champ! An Iron Man match? Truly an inspired choice.
(Malachi turned to glare daggers at Everett.)
Malachi: Really? ‘Inspired’, is it? And why exactly do you think that, hmm?
Everett Jacobs: Well, of course that deviant won’t be able to keep up with someone of your calibre for sixty minutes! All he knows is his barbaric deathmatch style. You’ve all but guaranteed that you’ll be walking out of Demon’s Run with your title intact!
(Malachi stared him down for a moment, before breaking out into a fit of laughter.)
Malachi: Jesus Christ, you really are that fuckin’ thick, aren’t you? If you weren’t so blinded by your obvious hatred for Mack, then maybe you might have done a bit of homework on him. Yes, he’s made a name for himself in the deathmatch scene, but if you knew anything else about him, you’d know that he can go with the best of us in a straight-up wrestling match just as well. THAT’S why I picked this match. To prove to you, to Star and anyone else that might have their doubts that Mack McKane is just as capable of being the face of this company as anyone else.
(Mal picked up his title and slung it over his shoulder.)
Malachi: Having said that, I don’t plan on losing this belt at Demon’s Run by any means. But at the end of it all, the two of us are going to silence every shit talker out there that wants to question our abilities. Got it?
(Before Everett could formulate a response, Bella Madison came into the scene, dressed in her new gear. She put her arm around Mal’s waist, smiling at him and ignoring Everett altogether.)
Bella Madison: Ready to go, champ?
Malachi: You know it.
(With Malachi shooting a final glare towards Everett, they started to make their way to the gorilla position.)
Everett Jacobs: Nice gear, Bella.
(Without even a glance backwards, Bella called back to him.)
Bella Madison: Get fucked, you little weasel.
(A glare came across Everett’s face as he looked to his bodyguard and they made their way back down the hallway.)
(The show returns backstage in David Shane’s office backstage. Where Nanners is sitting on the desk playing on his switch and drinking mtn dew, David is busy talking with Marcus Cage.)
Marcus: You bombarded Alexis on national television with kool aid filled balloons from a gatling cannon made of pvc...She is going to kill you
David: Meh, worth it
Marcus: you also lied about retiring
David: I’m not the first or the last to use that trick to get someone where they want them…
Marcus: but seriously can I get instructions on how to make that cannon? That thing was freaking cool..
(The scene is interrupted by Star Stormz walking into the office. Without knocking, she walked right into the office and looked at the red stained towels around the room. She then looked to Marcus…)
Marcus: I better go...Good Luck, Dude...you really have a knack for pissing women off.
(Marcus walked over and tapped Nanners. Who climbed on Marcus’ back and left the office. Star turned her attention to David following Marcus shutting the door.)
Star: WHAT WAS THAT??? HOW DARE YOU!!!
(It was evident that Star was very angry with David.)
David: A little fun...things have been a little tense around here. Figured it wouldn’t hurt to prank someone for a change.
Star: NOT THAT!!!! I dont give a rat's ass about you and your monkey throwing water balloons at people. I'm talking about that contract you signed behind my back!
David: You mean that contract, that gives the fans what they want and gives the man that deserves the title shot, his chance. You mean the contract that should have been signed without hesitation by you despite how you feel about Mack?
(Star took a deep breath to calm down, but doesn't take her eyes off David)
Star: You put me in charge of this company because you trust me, right? You have worked with me for years and you KNOW everything I do is deliberate and what I feel is best for this company.
David: You’re Right, I do know you, and I did put you in charge of the company because I trust you. But when I am getting phone call after phone call and sitting through meetings where the question of your leadership in doing what's best is being questioned. I’m going to answer that call and do what is in the best interest of the company...Mack is
Star: This is where I agree to disagree. As I stated out there when i ripped up that contract… while yes, mack is a fan favorite and everything, he is not World Champion Material. He is too volatile, too unpredictable, and just too damn violent and dangerous to be the face of the company!!! Do we want a world champion who competes in deathmatches on the regular? Can parents bring their children to see a show where the biggest name in the company is always in the most brutal of matches? NO! Was Mack a great Collateral Damage champion? YES!!! Should he be our World Champion? NO! And THAT is why I did it! For the future of the company! And the shitty part is I get painted the bad guy because no one else sees it but me!
David: You are sounding a lot like Max, when it came to WaR becoming a champion in PWSi…
(He walked around to his desk and stands from behind it)
David: What’s different now from then Star? That fact that it's your own money on the line if he goes array? It’s my money too. I have children and I can see the benefits of him being the face of the company...so you can’t use the fact that you are a parent now... so what is it?
Star: I don't have to explain myself any further to you! I do what I feel is best for this company. You know I don't do a damn thing without a good reason. And how dare YOU of ALL people question my intentions!!
(She then just stormed off, still angry and flustered. David picks up his phone on the desk.)
David: I’ll call you back.
(He hangs up the phone and walks out of his office, while the show goes to commercial.)
Main Event: Tag Team Match
Bella Madison and Malachi v Richard Rider and Miss Puppies
(Bell rings as Rider is adamant that he starts the match off demanding Malachi start the match. Mal just laughs and the two men circle the ring but instead of locking up Rider decides to get a little on the arrogant side and demands a pose off.)
JR: I think Rider has lost his ever loving mind!
Alf: Well can you blame the guy! Hes an Adonis!!!
(Rider struts around hitting various poses as Malachi answers by raising both arms in the air like hes about to do a double bicep stance but suddenly throws his arms down and his head forward and absolutely CRUSHES Richard Riders nose with a headbutt. The feminine shriek coming from Rider cannot be described as he clamors over to the corner and quickly tags in Miss Puppies as he freaks out looking at the blood gushing down his face as Puppies gets in the ring and smacks her chest multiple times thrusting her crotch at Mal who gets a lock of utter disgust on his face as he calmly walks backwards and stretches out his hand...which Bella Madison happily slaps after cracking her neck.)
JR Freeman: Oh God this oughta be...interesting.
Alf: It's about time Bella Madison got a look at what a REAL woman can do!!!
(Puppies sizes Bella up as they come face to face in the ring...until Bella rears back and slaps the absolute dogshit outta Puppies. Puppies' head snaps back bit all she does is wipe her thumb across her bottom lip and look back at Bella smiling. Bella, now realizing the gravitas of the situation, frantically starts throwing right and left bombs doubling Puppies over as she beats her down to one knee and roars around the ring feeling the rage. She takes her eye off Puppies for a second and turns around SQUARE into a big boot.)
JR: OH GOD! THAT'LL ring your doorbell!
Alf: *I* felt that one!
(Puppies instantly locks in the rear headlock as Bella strains in pain looking over to Malachi who's shouting words of encouragement as Bella screams "NO" when the ref asks if she wants to give up and suddenly Bella starts stomping the mat and the fans begin to clap in rhythm as Bella works her way up to a standing position and tries elbowing Puppies in the sides and bring her back trying to shoot her off into the ropes but Puppies hangs on to the side headlock!)
JR: Miss Puppies is deceptively strong…
Alf: And what's worse for Bella, I DON'T think Puppies grasps the concept of deodorant.
(Bella keeps hammering Puppies in the stomach and when it doesn't work, in desperation, she stomps on her foot. Puppies breaks the hold as Bella flies into the ropes and hits a running Dropkick on the rebound but Puppies doesn't go down! Puppies screams at her to bring it on when there is an awkward pause...before Bella just DESTROYS Puppies with a Bella Aube, the kick to the knee and short trip hurricanrana out of nowhere!)
JR: OH MIOS DIOS!!! BELLA WITH THE BIG SHOT FROM LEFT FIELD!!!
(Bella rolls through and tags Malachi as Puppies staggers over to her corner where Rider is sitting on the apron still looking at the blood flowing from his beautiful face as she slaps his chest and he shakes his head violently refusing to get back in the ring. Malachi promptly stomps over, pulls him up by the hair, and slingshots him into the ring. Rider winces in pain as he starts crawling backwards to get away from the ever dangerous PWS:Apex World Heavyweight Champion, Malachi who's slithering up to him like a python on a wounded rat.)
JR: Ohhhh this is...NOOOOT gonna end well for Richard Rider.
(Malachi reaches down to grab Rider who, in his desperation, grabs Malachi's hand and starts biting his fingers! Malachi screams in pain as Rider works his way back up to his feet still chewing on the Irishman's digits until Malachi slaps the shit outta him with his freehand! Rider spins completely 180 degrees and throws a desperation Pele kick which Malachi easily sidesteps and slaps down to the mat. Rider bounces like a basketball but pops back up running to the corner to get away...in a last ditch effort he jumps up to the second turnbuckle and tries for a big crossbody...but he's caught mid-air by the pissed off champion.)
Alf: UNHAND THAT MAN, HE'S A NATIONAL TREASURE!!!
JR: Ohhhh fans it is...ALL but academic at this point.
(Malachi takes a lap around the ring just carrying Richard Rider like a child...Miss Puppies hits the ring and charges towards him as fast as she can only to be hot with a MASSIVE boot to the head by an equally charging Bella Madison as Puppies FLIES out of the ring. Malachi then sneers, pops Richard Rider up onto his shoulders, and then pops him up again hitting Pure Malice!)
1!
2!
3!!!!
JR: STRONG message sent by the Champion and his number one contender lady fair!
Alf: SOMEONE GET THE EMT'S DOWN...RICHARD RIDER IS LOSING FAR TOO MUCH BLOOD!!!
(The couple celebrate to the delight of the crowd as the medical staff attends to Rider.)
JR: And just like that the next show is indeed Demon’s Run!
Alf: WHY DO WE GOTTA GO TO CANADA IN MARCH?!?!
JR: Because that’s how it is. Maybe your passport will get denied and we can do a show in peace!
Alf: HOW RUDE!
JR: Only can hope, thanks for joining us tonight, we will see you in Toronto!
WINNER - Malachi & Bella Madison
(c) PWS: APEX 2020
Alf: We know tonight is going to be insanity as we are expecting the official contract signing of our Demon’s Run main event between PWS Champion, Malachi and Mack McKane. We will be seeing Jack Russow in a PWS Ring for the first time in a while.
JR Freeman: And in our main event, it’s tag team action as Bella Madison and Malachi take on Miss Puppies and Dicky Rider.
Alf: HEY! Not nice JR!
JR Freeman: I could have gone with what Puppies named that team but I rather not. We got enough dirty stuff going on on these shows! Let's get to the action before I say something else stupid.
Legion v Morgan Baker
(Legion and Morgan Baker lock up in the middle of the ring, Baker gets the upper hand in the match in the early going. Baker has Legion up against the corner, Baker tries to go for a shoulder ram but Legion finds a way to counter the move Baker was trying to do. Legion has control of the match now. Legion starts to have her way with Baker, for the time being, showing the younger wrestler that she means business. The match spills to the outside of the match, Baker finds a way back into the match by driving Legions face into the ring post with a drop toe hold. Baker rolls Legion into the ring, going for the pin attempt, but Legion kicks out at 2. The flow of the match learns towards back and forth after that pin attempt, neither person gives the other an inch. Stays this way for a good while but Legion starts to become too much for Baker to handle. Baker tries to fight back but Legion has full control of the match. It doesn’t take long before the ending of the match comes in. Legion drives Baker into the mat with “Ronin’s Blade”. She goes for the pin and picks up the win.)
JR Freeman: Whoa! What a victory for Legion here!
Alf: Baker tried her best but Legion was too strong for her to handle.
WINNER - Legion
(As the show returns from break, we come to the parking garage. David Shane is seen grabbing his bags from the back of his car and heading into the arena with a special guest on his shoulder, Mr. Nanners, in a very nice James Bond style suit. Upon entering the building, Nanners jumps from David’s back and grabs the bag from David, he drags it around the corner, while David continues over the interviewer waiting for him just down the hall.)
“I’m joined here by the Chairman of PWS Apex and the man that has challenged Alexis Makarios to a One on One match at Devil’s run. I have to ask David, is this a smart move...you nor Alexis have been able to build the match, as you just made it official at the last show.”
David Shane: It builds itself up, you have two of the best in this business going head to head…
“And you are coming off of a very serious neck injury...you haven’t competed in a match since last year. Are you not concerned that challenging Alexis after the year she had, you are risking reinjuring that neck?
David Shane: Alexis had one hell of a title run last year, you defended the title and made me proud that she was the first PWS Apex World Champion...but I haven’t been out of the ring, I was ready for the match at the return show...My Neck is 100 percent and I’ve not lost a step waiting for this match. I’ve been training at the Compound with the Development roster, and others…
“Why Alexis then for your return match? Isn’t it a bit unfair to the rest of the roster to throw yourself into a main event caliber match? Because to put it simply you are the boss.”
(He smiled)
David Shane: It would be...if it wasn’t for this being my last match.
(It was at this point that Alexis, who had been listening from around the corner, made her presence known.)
Alexis: WOAH!!! Hold up just one damn minute there, bub…
(She walked into camera shot at crossed her arms looking at David)
Alexis: when were you planning to tell ME this was a retirement match?
David: Well...the night after…
(Alexis was not pleased.)
Alexis: I swear to god… if you did that to me… I would kill you… just saying
David: I would do that to you...I would want you at your best...not trying to give me the last moments of my career. You would be too concerned with that then giving me that match that I’ve waited to actually have.
Alexis: Are you fucking kidding me? Apparently retirement matches are what I do. Britt… Eddie… now you… you know I wouldn't hold back just for that. I didnt with them and I wouldnt with you. And if you think I would then Shame on you.
(He walks up to her placing his hand on her shoulder.)
David: I know, you wouldn’t.
(He distinctly points above Alexis, and smiles.)
David: I just needed to get you out here…
(With that water balloons filled with red kool aid come flying from a distance. They hit David and the interviewer but Alexis is the one mostly being hit. Once the barrage stops you can see Mr. Nanners standing by a homemade balloon gatling gun. Nanners smiles then blows a raspberry.)
David: Nanners, Retreat!! TO THE BATCAVE!!
(David takes off from the set, as Mr. Nanners is in hot pursuit eventually jumping on David’s back. Alexis just stands there colored red and dripping from the kool aid.)
Alexis: I WILL FIND YOU, AND I WILL GET REVENGE! ON YOU AND THE CHIMP!!!
(Eddie walks up and sees Alexis, covering his mouth to stifle his laughter. She looks up at him.)
Alexis: Laugh… and you're next…
Eddie: I would NEVER
(Alexis walks off, asking for a towel. The camera cuts to a close up of Eddie, who can no longer control the laughter. A lone water balloon is thrown at him from off screen, as the scene ends.)
(The scene opened in the costuming department backstage, showing Mattie Cormier fully focused on a sewing machine, earphones in and completely oblivious to the outside world. A hand reached over and gently tapped her on the shoulder, and she turned around to see Alanah O’Connell and Bella Madison standing behind her. She smiled as she slid the earphones out of her ears and stood up.)
Mattie Cormier: Better not be seen together, ladies. After all, you’re supposed to be enemies, remember?
(The three women shared a laugh.)
Bella Madison: Please, Heather Haze is just pissed that no one wants to be friends with a psychotic skank like her. So much so that she’s trying to come between Alanah and I.
Alanah O’Connell: Exactly. Just because we have a match at Demon’s Run doesn’t mean we’re gonna start hating each other or something. We’re gonna go out and have one hell of a match, and no matter the outcome nothing changes between us.
(Bella and Alanah wink at each other and hook their pinkies together, as Mattie smiles. But it fades away, and Alanah is quick to pick up on the shift in mood.)
Alanah O’Connell: Everything OK, Matts?
Mattie Cormier: Yeah, of course.
Bella Madison: Except it’s not. You can’t lie to us, girl. Something’s bugging you.
Alanah O’Connell: Is this about what Everett said at the last Riot? About Mack?
(Mattie hesitated a moment, fidgeting with a scrap of fabric.)
Mattie Cormier: I know, I shouldn’t let him get to me like this. But there’s a tiny part of me that won’t stop obsessing over it.
(Bella rolled her eyes.)
Bella Madison: Yunno, this is starting to sound like what Haze is trying to do with Alanah and I. Wouldn’t surprise me if she was in league with that slimeball. Listen, it’s obvious that Mack loves you.
Alanah O’Connell: Totally! I mean, the guy got a tattoo of your face! And knowing what we do of Mack, I’d say that’s a pretty big freakin’ deal.
Bella Madison: Not to mention the fact that he’s even gone on record and said that you’re the first person he’s ever said ‘I love you’ to. Everett’s just being a jealous little pissbaby who’s not getting what he wants, so he’s going to try to ruin what you and Mack have.
Alanah O’Connell: ‘Try’ being the key word. Mack’s proven beyond a shadow of a doubt that he’s hopelessly, madly in love with you. You have absolutely nothing to worry about. Trust us.
(Mattie looks relieved, as she reaches over and pulls them both into a group hug.)
Mattie Cormier: You girls are the best, you know that?
Bella Madison: Of course we do. And you are our fashion goddess.
(The three laugh again and talk among each other as the scene fades away.)
NON TITLE
Heather Haze v Cynthia Hellsing
(From the sound of the bell Haze does not hold back in attacking Cynthia, completely dominating Hellsing slamming her head into the mat and into the turnbuckle. Hellsing tries to battle back but every time she gets a bit of offense going Haze cuts her off. Eventually Heather whips Cynthia into the corner, follows up with a huge yakuza kick. Cynthia drops as Haze screams out to the crowd and follows up with Pucker Up before rudely pulling Cynthia up and damn near dropping Hellsing on the top of her head with The Jailbait and covers her for the 1...2...3!)
JR Freeman: I am speechless, Cynthia Hellsing got completely dominated by Heather Haze.
Alf: That was beautiful!
(Haze stands and celebrates as the ref raises her hand, but she then rudely snatches it away and turns and begins to beat on Cynthia some more before locking her in to a Triangle Lock as the ref calls for the bell more. Suddenly Bella Madison and Alanah O’Connell rush from the back and slide into the ring, but before the girls can get their hands on Haze, Heather slides out of the ring grabbing her title. Cynthia lays in the ring grabbing at her head and neck. Bella and Alanah stare off as Haze makes her way up the ramp and the medical personel come down to check on Hellsing)
WINNER - Heather Haze
(The cameras catch to the back where star was barking orders at members of the security team)
Star: Do you understand me?
Mihal: Yes.
Star: Then hop to it…
(She turned around and saw that Marcus Cage was standing there, arms crossed, looking at her.)
Star: What do you want?
Marcus: Oh, just wanted to make sure you arent about to do so.something stupid out there
Star: Marcus… you know I have a good reason for everything I do. I'm not an irrational person.
Marcus: That's not what I meant. I have known you for a long time, and you are right, you are not an irrational person. But I do think you are going about this all wrong.
Star: Oh, please, do tell me exactly what I should do
(She glared at him with a bit of a sarcastic tone in her voice.)
Marcus: I think you know what you should do. You should sign that contract, and give that hard working man the shot he deserves.
Star: What do you know? You have never been in a position of power until now.
Marcus: Maybe not. But I have been in this business my entire life. You know deep down Mack deserves this shot, win or lose.
Star: And that is where we disagree. But just know what I am about to do out there is what is for the best of the company. And it would be in YOUR best interest to stay out of my way.
(She started to walk past him, but he grabs her arm, dropping her in her tracks)
Marcus: Listen to me and listen good. You hired me because you trust me and my dedication to this company. PWS is my home. So you are gonna listen to my opinion and I hope you ACTUALLY listen.
Star: Will it shut you up?
Marcus: Maybe
Star: Fine. Go on.
Marcus: You need to stop playing games. I have always known you to be fair. Never to play favorites. But look at you now. You are showing clear favorites. You clearly don't want Mack as champion for whatever reason. And you are about to go out there and step over the line.
Star: What line?
Marcus: Look, when David voiced that he was backing Alexis in the World title hunt… what did you do?
Star: I called him out on his favoritism and forced him to take a step back and out of the decision making process. I don't see how this is relevant.
Marcus: Well, you are about to go out there and go even further than that. To do the one thing he didn't do that entire time. Deny it. He never once denied that he was backing his friend. But you know what else he never did? Get involved in ANY way. He didn't pay off referees or get involved in the matches and affect the outcome. He didn't hold anyone back. And if you go out there and do what I think you are going to do… you are going to cross a line you will wish you never crossed.
Star: Is that a threat?
Marcus: No. It's a warning. From one friend to another. Go out there and do the right thing. Give Mack his shot. You know it's the right thing to do.
(With that Marcus walked off and the show cuts to a commercial)
Daniel Russow v Travis Ryan
(The bell rings Daniel Russow and Travis Ryan circle around each other before locking up. Ryan tries to move Daniel Russow, but Daniel just stands there with a smirk on his face. Daniel shoves Ryan to the ground before he goes on the attack. The match turns into a mauling, and Ryan has nowhere to go. He tries to kick himself free from Daniel Russow but it doesn’t work. Daniel backs away from Ryan for a second before toying with him. Ryan smacks Daniel across the face, which was a big… HUGE mistake. Daniel Drives on top of Ryan and just throws angry punches to the side of his head. The Ref got to his 5 count before pulling Daniel Russow away. Daniel Russow stays away for a second but hops right back on Ryan. The match is dominated by Daniel Russow the entire way. Daniel Russow decides he’s had enough of Ryan, he hits “The fall out” not once but twice, the 2nd time with more anger behind it. He covers Ryan with just his foot for a 3 count.)
JR Freeman: I think Daniel Russow as fed up with Ryan there.
Alf: I would be too if Ryan tried to embarrass me like that. Ryan should just go back to where he belongs and train some more.
WINNER - Daniel Russow
(The arena is calmly buzzing waiting for the next eve-)
"ALL OUR GODS HAVE ABANDONED US!!!!!"
(Suddenly the crowd ROARS to life chanting "MACK MC-KANE!" as PWS' resident blade-slinging sociopath comes barreling out onto the ramp and straight down the ramp sliding into the ring popping up and pacing around like a madman as the fans shower him with love which takes him aback for a second until he calls for a microphone...once he has one, he jumps up reclining on the top rope and in a sing-songy voice calls…)
Mack McKane: Staaaaa-aaaar...oh Star!!! You and I need to have...a wondrous little chat. And patience...is not one of my virtues. So do us a favor, eh? Get. Down. Here.
(Star comes out from behind the curtain and walks down the ramp to a huge chorus of boos. In her hand she has a clipboard with some papers and a pen on it. She gets in the ring and is handed a mic.)
Star: OK, I'm out here. What is oh so important that you felt the need to rush me out here?
(Mack hops off the turnbuckle and swarms around her like a feral lion hunting its prey...a snarl stretches across his face.)
Mack McKane: What's so bloody important is your little games...are OVER. Your bounty failed. Your handicap match crumbled. And as PROMISED...I. STAND. So now it's my turn. I'm done with the bullshit. I know you've drawn the contract. I want it signed and ironclad, savvy? See...I don't QUITE get what your problem ever WAS with me...and maybe someday you'll let me in on the secret. But until then. Contract...now...PLEASE.
(She holds the contract close to her as she speaks)
Star: No, I dont think it's quite time to get to signing this contract. Yes, everything I have done has failed. But that's whatever. See, you seem to think that I have some personal vendetta against you. And that simply isn't true. I have nothing against you personally. You seem like… a delight… but I assure you that everything I have done is in the best interest of PWS: APEX.
(Almost IMMEDIATELY the entire arena begins chanting "BUUUUULL-SHIT! BUUUULL-SHIT!!" being cheerleader by Mack.)
Mack McKane: Who...th'BLEEDIN' fuck...you tryina kid? Cut the shit Star, drop the "professional" act. We're past that. Say what's REALLY on your mind? C'MON! TELL THE TRUTH!!!
Star: Oh, but I am telling the truth. It's no lie you are good in the ring. And I truly believe you are great for the company… as the Collateral Damage Champion. But do I think you would be a good World Champion? No, I do not. And I guess it's time that I come clean about why.
(The fans chant "TELL THE TRUTH! TELL THE TRUTH!")
Star: The truth of the matter is, Mack, it's you. You are a liability. You are unpredictable, and just way too violent! For a World Champion, we need someone who doesn't walk around with a switchblade. Someone who I don't have to think ‘am I gonna have to bail out our champion?’ on a weekly basis. You just… well you aren't World Champion and "Face of the Company'' material. You have to remember that this company is a reflection of me, and I'm just looking out for its best interest… and you aren't it. Sorry.
(Mack's eyes darken as he squares up with her.)
Mack McKane: You. Hypocritical. Cunt.
(The fans explode with cheers as Star looks like she wants to swing but maintains her composure.)
Mack McKane: First off, ya daft bitch...its a butterfly knife, not a switchblade. Second...really? You look at the past of PWS...and you SEE the former faces that carried this company on its back! Currently you got Mal who - and I don't blame him for it - seems to want to gather up the people who annoy him and blow them to smithereens, innit? Let's not even get started on the Russows. Orphaned street rats with "no business here" JUST like you're sayin' to me now...and Syn? That backwoods, inbred cuntrag held the PWSR championship for MONTHS. But you have the mythological balls...to stand there and tell me I'M too much? Love...I'm the hottest thing you got goin'.
(The fans start back with the "MACK MCKANE!" chants as he blows them a kiss and slowly turns his hand back...pointing to the contract.)
Mack McKane: I gave up the title you spit on...I gave up the title I took from lower level...to the most prestigious title you had going. I bled for that contract, I EARNED...THAT CONTRACT. So if you got a problem, love...that's YOUR problem. But one way or another...I'm inking my name...on that paper.
(Star smirks)
Star: See… that's where you are wrong, Mack. You can sign this until the sun goes down. But without MY signature, this is just paper and doesn't mean a damn thing. I came out here with it in good faith… with every intention allow you to convince me to sign it… but… I changed my mind.
(She takes the contract from the board and throws the board to the mat. She holds the contract up and rips it to shreds with a grin, dropping the small pieces to a pile on the mat)
Star: No contract, no title match. Maybe you should watch who you call names, ey "love"?
(Mack looks dumbstruck at the pieces of paper lying on the mat as he slowly reaches into his back pocket…)
Mack McKane: ...that...was all I had...so maybe YOU...should fire Mihal...and watch who you're stuck in the ring with!!!!
(Mack flicks the butterfly knife out of his back pocket when all of a sudden... Rev Theory’s “Hell Yeah” blares as Laura Phoenix walks out on stage with a portfolio in her hands, she glares towards the ring but stops at the top of the ramp, looking like she’s waiting on someone else to come out. She looks back towards the entrance, while Mack and Star look on curiously. Soon enough, “Blood//Water” hits the speakers and Malachi comes walking out, the PWS: APEX World Title proudly displayed on his shoulder as he stood next to Laura, giving her a respectful nod of the head, which she reciprocated before they looked back towards the ring. The crowd’s reaction is solidly mixed, though the cheers were ever so slightly louder. Their presence was enough to stop McKane from doing the unspeakable to his boss.)
Laura Phoenix: You know, honestly Star you should thank us. I could have let this go just a few more moments and we would have had the bloodiest slaughter on Detroit soil ever! BUT, I couldn’t help myself, cause see....I WARNED YOU. I warned you weeks ago that if you attempted to pull this bullshit that it would be on your head. And now here we are, you attempting to once again put the screws to MY main event for Demon’s Run.
(While this is being said both Malachi and Laura make their way down to the ring.)
Star Stormz: What do you mean attempting? I’ve done it!
(Laura laughs for a moment and just shakes her head.)
Laura Phoenix: No, Star...you haven’t. See I warned you, I have been playing this game a lot longer. I’ve been in both these guys’ shoes and I know what it’s like when management tries and fucks you from things they truly deserve. You showed your hand on more than one occasion and I knew you were going to attempt this. That’s why I called David, I made sure come hell or high water he was going to be here tonight.
(Star looks confused for a moment and then her eyes get wide.)
Laura Phoenix: See, while I don’t have power over you to override the match....HE DOES! And I have in my hand a contract signed by one David Shane, Co-Owner of PWS: APEX that makes Malachi and Mack McKane OFFICIAL for Demon’s Run!
(The fans lose their mind at this announcement as Star begins to lose her mind.)
Laura Phoenix: The only thing missing....is the type of match that Mal and Mack will be having. And I do believe that is the champion's prerogative.
(She looks over to Malachi and hands him the microphone. He smirks as he takes it from her, looking back towards Star and raising it to his face.)
Malachi: The funny thing about all this is that everyone knows the only reason you’re even trying to pull this little power trip is because of a certain little shitheel with more money than fuckin’ sense. Ever since Everett Jacobs showed up in this company, you’ve had it in for Mack in the worst way possible. And for what reason? Sure, you gave your little bullshit excuses about how ‘he’s too much of a liability’, but let’s face facts here. You’re nothing but Jacobs’ little puppet.
(The crowd gave a loud “OOOOOOOOOOO” at the insinuation, while Star looked fit to be tied and Mack nodded his head with a bit of a smirk of his own.)
Malachi: Now, I know you all think I’m some sort of coward who’s gonna try to take every advantage I can to keep this title, but I think over the past few weeks I’ve proven beyond a shadow of a doubt that I’m anything but. I’m a fighting champion. I’m willing to put this belt on the line against anyone, at any time, under any circumstances. So when Laura told me that I could set the stipulation for this match at Demon’s Run...I knew it had to be something special. Something worthy of the main event. Something that would cement my status as the greatest champion this company has ever seen.
(The crowd is buzzing with anticipation, waiting to hear what Malachi had to say. He took the opportunity to walk past Star to stand toe-to-toe with Mack, staring him right in the eyes as he spoke.)
Malachi: So that’s why, at Demon’s Run, it’s going to be Malachi versus Mack McKane...in a 60 Minute Iron Man Match!
(A twisted smile crawls across the face of Mack McKane as the arena is rocking with "HOLY SHIT!" chats as Mack looks Malachi in the eyes and happily shakes his head yes.)
Laura Phoenix: Well then gentlemen, if you would be so kind to drop your signatures on the contract, we can call it official!
(Laura opens up the portfolio and offers it first to Mack. Mack happily scribbles across the page. Laura turns to Malachi and he does the same. Laura turns and smiles right and Star’s face.)
Laura Phoenix: Ladies and Gentleman, it is official...at Demon’s Run it will be the first ever 60 minute Iron Man match for the PWS: Apex Championship, as MALACHI WILL DEFEND AGAINST MACK MCKANE IN TORONTO!
(Laura’s music plays as Star storms out of the ring and up the ramp and the two competitors continue to stare at each other as we go to commercial.)
Jack Russow v Juan Manuel Cabrera Jr.
(The bell rings for Jack Russow and JMC JR. to start. JMC gets the upper hand quickly by trying to jump Jack Russow as the bell rang and he doesn’t paying attention. JMC gets a few shots in on the younger Russow but that’s about as far as he got with it. Jack fights his way back into the match, as he does it’s in a big way. Jack starts to dominate the match now, to a point where JMC is trying to crawl away from him and seek shelter with the ropes. Neither helped him. Jack dominates the entire match, it doesn’t matter what JMC tries to do, Jack stops him before he even does it. End of the match slowly craps up, Jack is still in control of JMC. Jack ends the match with “cut the cord”. Pins him down for the count of 3 and proceeds with the rest of his day.)
Jr Freeman: Jack Russow isn’t paid by the hour.
Alf: Nope. Juan couldn’t find his rhythm of the match, he tried to attack Jack and it backfired.
WINNER - Jack Russow
(Just before the main event match, the cameras catch up to Malachi in the backstage area, fully geared up and doing some stretches in preparation for his match. The sound of footsteps approaching makes him turn his head, but instead of seeing Bella Madison walking up to him, he rolls his eyes as Everett Jacobs comes into view, flanked as always by his as-yet nameless bodyguard. The self-appointed ‘Executive Overseer’ was oddly smiling as he approached the World Champion, who continued on with his stretching and did his best to ignore Everett.)
Everett Jacobs: Brilliant strategy, champ! An Iron Man match? Truly an inspired choice.
(Malachi turned to glare daggers at Everett.)
Malachi: Really? ‘Inspired’, is it? And why exactly do you think that, hmm?
Everett Jacobs: Well, of course that deviant won’t be able to keep up with someone of your calibre for sixty minutes! All he knows is his barbaric deathmatch style. You’ve all but guaranteed that you’ll be walking out of Demon’s Run with your title intact!
(Malachi stared him down for a moment, before breaking out into a fit of laughter.)
Malachi: Jesus Christ, you really are that fuckin’ thick, aren’t you? If you weren’t so blinded by your obvious hatred for Mack, then maybe you might have done a bit of homework on him. Yes, he’s made a name for himself in the deathmatch scene, but if you knew anything else about him, you’d know that he can go with the best of us in a straight-up wrestling match just as well. THAT’S why I picked this match. To prove to you, to Star and anyone else that might have their doubts that Mack McKane is just as capable of being the face of this company as anyone else.
(Mal picked up his title and slung it over his shoulder.)
Malachi: Having said that, I don’t plan on losing this belt at Demon’s Run by any means. But at the end of it all, the two of us are going to silence every shit talker out there that wants to question our abilities. Got it?
(Before Everett could formulate a response, Bella Madison came into the scene, dressed in her new gear. She put her arm around Mal’s waist, smiling at him and ignoring Everett altogether.)
Bella Madison: Ready to go, champ?
Malachi: You know it.
(With Malachi shooting a final glare towards Everett, they started to make their way to the gorilla position.)
Everett Jacobs: Nice gear, Bella.
(Without even a glance backwards, Bella called back to him.)
Bella Madison: Get fucked, you little weasel.
(A glare came across Everett’s face as he looked to his bodyguard and they made their way back down the hallway.)
(The show returns backstage in David Shane’s office backstage. Where Nanners is sitting on the desk playing on his switch and drinking mtn dew, David is busy talking with Marcus Cage.)
Marcus: You bombarded Alexis on national television with kool aid filled balloons from a gatling cannon made of pvc...She is going to kill you
David: Meh, worth it
Marcus: you also lied about retiring
David: I’m not the first or the last to use that trick to get someone where they want them…
Marcus: but seriously can I get instructions on how to make that cannon? That thing was freaking cool..
(The scene is interrupted by Star Stormz walking into the office. Without knocking, she walked right into the office and looked at the red stained towels around the room. She then looked to Marcus…)
Marcus: I better go...Good Luck, Dude...you really have a knack for pissing women off.
(Marcus walked over and tapped Nanners. Who climbed on Marcus’ back and left the office. Star turned her attention to David following Marcus shutting the door.)
Star: WHAT WAS THAT??? HOW DARE YOU!!!
(It was evident that Star was very angry with David.)
David: A little fun...things have been a little tense around here. Figured it wouldn’t hurt to prank someone for a change.
Star: NOT THAT!!!! I dont give a rat's ass about you and your monkey throwing water balloons at people. I'm talking about that contract you signed behind my back!
David: You mean that contract, that gives the fans what they want and gives the man that deserves the title shot, his chance. You mean the contract that should have been signed without hesitation by you despite how you feel about Mack?
(Star took a deep breath to calm down, but doesn't take her eyes off David)
Star: You put me in charge of this company because you trust me, right? You have worked with me for years and you KNOW everything I do is deliberate and what I feel is best for this company.
David: You’re Right, I do know you, and I did put you in charge of the company because I trust you. But when I am getting phone call after phone call and sitting through meetings where the question of your leadership in doing what's best is being questioned. I’m going to answer that call and do what is in the best interest of the company...Mack is
Star: This is where I agree to disagree. As I stated out there when i ripped up that contract… while yes, mack is a fan favorite and everything, he is not World Champion Material. He is too volatile, too unpredictable, and just too damn violent and dangerous to be the face of the company!!! Do we want a world champion who competes in deathmatches on the regular? Can parents bring their children to see a show where the biggest name in the company is always in the most brutal of matches? NO! Was Mack a great Collateral Damage champion? YES!!! Should he be our World Champion? NO! And THAT is why I did it! For the future of the company! And the shitty part is I get painted the bad guy because no one else sees it but me!
David: You are sounding a lot like Max, when it came to WaR becoming a champion in PWSi…
(He walked around to his desk and stands from behind it)
David: What’s different now from then Star? That fact that it's your own money on the line if he goes array? It’s my money too. I have children and I can see the benefits of him being the face of the company...so you can’t use the fact that you are a parent now... so what is it?
Star: I don't have to explain myself any further to you! I do what I feel is best for this company. You know I don't do a damn thing without a good reason. And how dare YOU of ALL people question my intentions!!
(She then just stormed off, still angry and flustered. David picks up his phone on the desk.)
David: I’ll call you back.
(He hangs up the phone and walks out of his office, while the show goes to commercial.)
Main Event: Tag Team Match
Bella Madison and Malachi v Richard Rider and Miss Puppies
(Bell rings as Rider is adamant that he starts the match off demanding Malachi start the match. Mal just laughs and the two men circle the ring but instead of locking up Rider decides to get a little on the arrogant side and demands a pose off.)
JR: I think Rider has lost his ever loving mind!
Alf: Well can you blame the guy! Hes an Adonis!!!
(Rider struts around hitting various poses as Malachi answers by raising both arms in the air like hes about to do a double bicep stance but suddenly throws his arms down and his head forward and absolutely CRUSHES Richard Riders nose with a headbutt. The feminine shriek coming from Rider cannot be described as he clamors over to the corner and quickly tags in Miss Puppies as he freaks out looking at the blood gushing down his face as Puppies gets in the ring and smacks her chest multiple times thrusting her crotch at Mal who gets a lock of utter disgust on his face as he calmly walks backwards and stretches out his hand...which Bella Madison happily slaps after cracking her neck.)
JR Freeman: Oh God this oughta be...interesting.
Alf: It's about time Bella Madison got a look at what a REAL woman can do!!!
(Puppies sizes Bella up as they come face to face in the ring...until Bella rears back and slaps the absolute dogshit outta Puppies. Puppies' head snaps back bit all she does is wipe her thumb across her bottom lip and look back at Bella smiling. Bella, now realizing the gravitas of the situation, frantically starts throwing right and left bombs doubling Puppies over as she beats her down to one knee and roars around the ring feeling the rage. She takes her eye off Puppies for a second and turns around SQUARE into a big boot.)
JR: OH GOD! THAT'LL ring your doorbell!
Alf: *I* felt that one!
(Puppies instantly locks in the rear headlock as Bella strains in pain looking over to Malachi who's shouting words of encouragement as Bella screams "NO" when the ref asks if she wants to give up and suddenly Bella starts stomping the mat and the fans begin to clap in rhythm as Bella works her way up to a standing position and tries elbowing Puppies in the sides and bring her back trying to shoot her off into the ropes but Puppies hangs on to the side headlock!)
JR: Miss Puppies is deceptively strong…
Alf: And what's worse for Bella, I DON'T think Puppies grasps the concept of deodorant.
(Bella keeps hammering Puppies in the stomach and when it doesn't work, in desperation, she stomps on her foot. Puppies breaks the hold as Bella flies into the ropes and hits a running Dropkick on the rebound but Puppies doesn't go down! Puppies screams at her to bring it on when there is an awkward pause...before Bella just DESTROYS Puppies with a Bella Aube, the kick to the knee and short trip hurricanrana out of nowhere!)
JR: OH MIOS DIOS!!! BELLA WITH THE BIG SHOT FROM LEFT FIELD!!!
(Bella rolls through and tags Malachi as Puppies staggers over to her corner where Rider is sitting on the apron still looking at the blood flowing from his beautiful face as she slaps his chest and he shakes his head violently refusing to get back in the ring. Malachi promptly stomps over, pulls him up by the hair, and slingshots him into the ring. Rider winces in pain as he starts crawling backwards to get away from the ever dangerous PWS:Apex World Heavyweight Champion, Malachi who's slithering up to him like a python on a wounded rat.)
JR: Ohhhh this is...NOOOOT gonna end well for Richard Rider.
(Malachi reaches down to grab Rider who, in his desperation, grabs Malachi's hand and starts biting his fingers! Malachi screams in pain as Rider works his way back up to his feet still chewing on the Irishman's digits until Malachi slaps the shit outta him with his freehand! Rider spins completely 180 degrees and throws a desperation Pele kick which Malachi easily sidesteps and slaps down to the mat. Rider bounces like a basketball but pops back up running to the corner to get away...in a last ditch effort he jumps up to the second turnbuckle and tries for a big crossbody...but he's caught mid-air by the pissed off champion.)
Alf: UNHAND THAT MAN, HE'S A NATIONAL TREASURE!!!
JR: Ohhhh fans it is...ALL but academic at this point.
(Malachi takes a lap around the ring just carrying Richard Rider like a child...Miss Puppies hits the ring and charges towards him as fast as she can only to be hot with a MASSIVE boot to the head by an equally charging Bella Madison as Puppies FLIES out of the ring. Malachi then sneers, pops Richard Rider up onto his shoulders, and then pops him up again hitting Pure Malice!)
1!
2!
3!!!!
JR: STRONG message sent by the Champion and his number one contender lady fair!
Alf: SOMEONE GET THE EMT'S DOWN...RICHARD RIDER IS LOSING FAR TOO MUCH BLOOD!!!
(The couple celebrate to the delight of the crowd as the medical staff attends to Rider.)
JR: And just like that the next show is indeed Demon’s Run!
Alf: WHY DO WE GOTTA GO TO CANADA IN MARCH?!?!
JR: Because that’s how it is. Maybe your passport will get denied and we can do a show in peace!
Alf: HOW RUDE!
JR: Only can hope, thanks for joining us tonight, we will see you in Toronto!
WINNER - Malachi & Bella Madison
(c) PWS: APEX 2020