Post by Laura Phoenix - HBIC on Mar 28, 2021 21:11:45 GMT -5
PWS: APEX RIOT
2 Year Anniversary
March 23, 2021
Live from the PWS Arena
New York, NY
(The PWS: Apex 2-year anniversary show. A fantastic show so far, with some of the most amazing wrestlers in the business doing their thing! As one of the brilliant matches comes to a close, the camera cuts to what appears to be footage of some sort of city hall looking room, with a podium set up on a small stage as if a press conference was about to occur. The room’s seating is at about half capacity, with a steady stream of people coming in. There are posters lining the back wall of the stage, as well as some signs strewn about, and a large banner, all reading “HAWK 2021”. As more and more people shuffle in, including camerapeople, the audience is told "Please stand". As they stand up from their seats, PWS: Apex main eventer and certified motherfucker Mike Hawk makes his way out onto the stage, wearing jeans and a t-shirt, with a suit jacket and a tie over top. The shirt is embroidered with the words "Don't read my fucking shirt". A few members of the audience clap, but most of them stay silent. As Hawk walks on-stage, he waves, then gives a confused look.)
Mike Hawk: ...What are you all doing? Sit the fuck down!
(Everyone sits.)
Mike Hawk: ...Fuckin' idiots. Now then, you're probably wondering why you're here. And no, it's not for the free beer, that was a misprint, that's in 24-B.
(About 6 people get up and walk out.)
Mike Hawk: Now then, as for the rest of you, I am here today to officially declare myself the President of Pro Wrestling!
(A man stands up from the audience.)
Man: You can't just declare yourself the preside-
(Mike interrupts the man, loudly screaming at him through the podium's built-in microphone, pointing violently at him.)
Mike Hawk: YOU SPEAK WHEN SPOKEN TO!
(There's a visible flinch from the audience as the man cowers, his eyes wide. He pauses, then slowly raises a hand.)
Mike Hawk: Oh, yes, you had a question?
Man: You can't just declare yourself the president!
Mike Hawk: Sure I can! Haven't you watched the news? Apparently it's all the rage these days. Anyhow, yes, I am wrestling's president now. And along with my running mate, PWS: Apex General Manager Laura Phoenix...
(Hawk gestures to his side. The camera pans over to see Laura, who's been given the task of watching over Hawk since his grocery store incident at Demon's Run. She's sitting in a folding chair, one hand on her forehead in exasperation.)
Laura Phoenix: I didn't agree to any of this.
Mike Hawk: ...I will run this sport like a true president! That is to say, I'll only give a shit about the rich, never face any repercussions for my actions, my fans will literally commit felonies for me, and Canada will be better.
Laura Phoenix: Uh...
Mike Hawk: Good point, Laura. And furthermore, I hereby decree that nobody shall ever take the presidency from me. I am president for life! Any objections?
(Everyone in the audience raises their hand.)
Mike Hawk: Great! And while I'm here, I might as well shamelessly shill the company I'm a part of in hopes of one day becoming a champion. Watch PWS: Apex Riot every Tuesday or I will come to your house and I will personally and slowly...
(He looks over at Laura Phoenix, who's shaking her head and making a 'shut up' motion at her throat.)
Mike Hawk: ...Right, sorry. PWS "Legal" has "informed" me that I'm "not allowed" to "threaten people" outside of a professional wrestling "context" after “last time". Stupid head of HR, making me look bad.
(Hawk crosses his arms with the last sentence, the crowd staring at him, as so many crowds do, in confused silence.)
Mike Hawk: So, let me go through my notes to see what other non-violent points I can make.
(He pulls out some cue cards, quickly reading each one and moving it to the back, doing this for a solid minute and a half before pausing, looking up at the audience and tossing the cards away.)
Mike Hawk: And now I'll be taking questions from the audience!
(A man stands up, raising an arm in the air.)
Man: Mr. Hawk...
Mike Hawk: PRESIDENT Hawk!
Man: ...No. Anyhow... don't you think someone else would be more suited to the presidential role? Eddie Lopez, maybe? Any of the Russows? Mack McKane? Like, no offense, but you don't seem like a great choice, given how short of a time you've been in Apex for.
(A long silence follows.)
Mike Hawk: ...Have that man kil-
(Laura Phoenix jumps up from her seat, running towards the microphone.)
Laura Phoenix: NO! No no no, don't do that! Nobody's doing that!
(Another long pause follows, before Hawk sighs.)
Mike Hawk: Fine. Why do I even have you here, anyway?
Laura Phoenix: I thought I was your running mate.
Mike Hawk: Not with that attitude, you’re not. Anyway...
(He turns back to the man in the audience, making a mocking tone as he says this next part.)
Mike Hawk: I'll answer your question to the best of my ability.
(There's a sense to Hawk's words and facial expression of trying to conceal boiling rage. He thinks for a moment about how best to answer the question.)
Mike Hawk: ...Fuck you, you're wrong, sit down.
(The man grumbles a bit and sits down.)
Mike Hawk: Any other questions?
(A man stands up who looks exactly like PWS: Apex roster member Richard Rider, only with a fake mustache... because that's exactly who it is. As he speaks, Laura Phoenix can be seen rolling her eyes.)
Richard Rider: Um, yes, hello.
(Richard makes no attempt to disguise his voice at all as he speaks.)
Richard Rider: Now that you're no longer going to be fighting against him, and that moment has passed, that match is over and done with, and given what you're claiming today, do you think there's anything positive you want to say about Richard Rider? Maybe finally acknowledging how good he is in the ring, and on the mic?
Mike Hawk: Of course, of course, you're right, now's the time for absolute honesty and sincerity. Sincerity to say that Richard Rider is the worst, dumbest motherfucker I've ever had the displeasure of "wrestling", if you can call it that. Those 4 minutes were some of the most boring, predictable moments of my entire life, and I owe it all to that bastard motherfucker of a douchebag who wouldn't be fit to win a shit-eating contest. In short, Richard Rider can go fuck the thickest part of a spoon.
(As Hawk speaks, Rider, getting angrier with each word, takes off the jacket he was wearing with nothing underneath, tears away the pants he was wearing over wrestling tights for some reason, and jumps up on stage, lunging at Hawk, who, after a quick lock-up, drags Rider to the podium, smashing his head through it. Rider goes limp. Hawk kicks him and he twitches. Laura gets up from her chair and runs over again.)
Laura Phoenix: Okay, okay, that's enough! This press conference is over!
(A few of Hawk's "secret service" (a few people he just paid to stand there and look intimidating) start escorting him off-stage. He resists, so they grab his arms and start leading him to the opposite end of the stage from where Laura was sitting. As they do, he starts yelling, turning his head towards the audience.)
Mike Hawk: VOTE FOR ME! WRITE IN IF YOU HAVE TO! I'M THE GREATEST WRESTLER TO HAVE EVER LIVED! COKE IS JUST SALTED PEPSI! GLOBAL WARMING IS AN INSIDE JOB! THE SKY IS A CAPITALIST HOLOGRAM! PIGS AREN'T REAL!
(A few people clap a few times simply for the sheer spectacle, but overall the remaining crowd is silent. Richard Rider is still laying there, head thoroughly planted inside the wooden podium. The camera cuts outside the room they were in, to a long hallway. Hawk looks around, first at a perpetually facepalming Laura, and then at his secret service, and smiles, nodding his head as he speaks.)
Mike Hawk: I think that went well.
Laura Phoenix: I'm never doing this again.
(The camera fades out, then cuts back to the PWS arena, where the show can finally continue as planned.)
(The show officially comes on the air, as the PWS: APEX logo flashes across the screen, before showing a live shot of the crowd from PWS Arena in New York, as “Trials{“ by Starset blares over the sound system. We are greeted by the voices of Alfonso Banks and JR Freeman.)
JR Freeman: Hello! Good evening, and welcome to a special night in PWS: APEX! Welcome to our two year anniversary show, and what a show we have for you here tonight.
Alfonso Banks: It certainly is going to be a great show. I’m looking forward to seeing the action here tonight.
(The sound system changes from the RIOT theme song, to “Critical Acclaim” by Avenged Sevenfold, as the fans stands to their feet and cheer, as the PWS: APEX United Champion, Nick Madison, gingerly makes his way out onto the stage.)
JR Freeman: It looks like we’re going to start things off with our new United Champ, who I’m being told was involved in an incident backstage earlier today.
Alfonso Banks: He does seem to be walking a bit gingerly. I wonder what happened.
(Nick has the United Championship draped over his shoulder, as he makes his way to the ring. He has an absolutely livid expression on his face, as he walks over and asks for a mic before walking back to the center of the ring.)
Nick Madison: I’m not going to waste a lot of your time out here, as I need to get back to my son, but….Eddie Lopez….you done fucked up….actually, I’ll just show the footage. Roll it, guys.
(The tron flickers, as we see a clip from earlier today, as it’s security footage from the parking area outside the arena. We see Nick Madison and his son, Aaron, walking in the parking area, heading back into the arena. Aaron starts to run ahead, as Nick starts to chase after him.)
Nick Madison: Slow down, buddy!
(Just then, we hear a horn, as Eddie Lopez comes screaming into the scene in a golf cart, as he runs over Nick, as he bounces off the front of the cart. Young Aaron turned around just in time to see the impact, as we hear his scream of fright as he runs back to his father.)
Aaron Madison: DAD! DAD! DAD! YOU OKAY! NO NO NO YOU OKAY!?
(Eddie has already left the scene as Aaron gets to Nick, as Nick tries to reassure his frantic son.)
Nick Madison: I’m okay, buddy. I’m okay.
Aaron Madison: Why he do that? WHY!?
Nick Madison: He’s a bad man, buddy. But don’t worry, nothing’s gonna happen to me.
Aaron Madison: But you got runned over! He hit you! He HAD to see you there.
Nick Madison: He was trying to hurt me, bud, but it didn’t work….he made a big mistake.
Aaron Madison: He did?
Nick Madison: Were you scared?
Aaron Madison: Yeah…
Nick Madison: Then yes, he made a mistake.
(The two hug, as he footage ends, and we cut back to Nick in the ring, as he has a look of absolute rage in his eyes.)
Nick Madison: So yeah, Eddie….you thought it was a good idea to try and run me down in front of my son...my two year old son who has already been through a hell of a lot already, and now you want to go and add this to things? You sorry, no good, waste of humanity...you know what happened to the last guy that put my son in danger? You remember what happened to him? Why don’t you try and ask Lukas Emery, cause no one’s heard from him since. And now you think it was a wise idea to put my son in danger like that again….you MUST been dropped on your head. I’m gonna learn ya somethin, and you best believe you’re gonna get a lesson in respect and honor. You don’t mess with a man’s family, especially a man who’s capable of what I’m capable of. Jack Russow, one of my favorite kids on this planet, said I wasn’t a “good man” before our match….and he’s on my good side...what...in the hell...do you think I’m gonna do to you?
(He walks to the side of the ring, looking directly into the hard cam.)
Nick Madison: In simple….you’re fucked.
(He tosses the mic down on the mat, as his music starts to play as he makes his way back up the ramp.)
Singles Match
Alexis Makarios (W/Heather Haze) vs. Cleo Phillips
(The match starts out with Cleo and Alexis in the middle of the ring. The referee checks both ladies for weapons before calling for the bell.)
DING DING DING
(The two size each other up, but Alexis starts to taunt Cleo about losing her title, pointing to Heather who was holding both of their Tag Team Titles. Cleo smirks at her a bit, before getting her in a lock up. The match continues for the next 5 minutes or so with a lot of back and forth. Every time Cleo would go for a pinfall, Heather would cause a disruption.)
Alfonso Banks: Heather Haze is out here playing instigator for her partner, Alexis.
JR Freeman: But how long is that going to be allowed to happen? Surely some one is going to stop this from happening?
(Things continue in the same fashion, Alexis and Heather playing their games. Cleo hits Alexis with a Mad Dash and goes for the pin.)
1...
(Before the ref can count the two, Heather hops up on the apron and grabs the referee's shirt! The crowd boos and Cleo gets to her feet, watching. The crowd pops and Heather is suddenly pulled down from the apron, landing on the ground! The cameras pan up to see Audrey Russow standing there over Heather!)
Alfonso Banks: AUDREY JUST TOOK OUT HEATHER!
JR Freeman: SHE LEVELED THE PLAYING FIELD!
(Audrey lifts Heather up by the hair and the two start fighting back and forth. The referee leans over the ropes, yelling at the two ladies. Alexis watches what is happening with a smirk on her face, as Cleo goes to a corner... waiting...)
Alfonso Banks: Uh oh this could spell trouble...
(The referee, irritated with the disruption, Yells and sends BOTH Audrey and Heather to the back!)
JR Freeman: HE JUST EJECTED BOTH OF THEM FROM RINGSIDE!!
(Heather screams at the referee and Audrey grabs Heather and the two fight to the back. Alexis starts arguing with the referee who defends his decision. Alexis is frustrated as Cleo comes up from behind her and SURPRISE ROLLUP!!!)
1...2...3.?? NO!!!
(Alexis manages to kick out right before the 3 count.)
Alfonso Banks: The most devastating move in all of sports entertainment...
(Alexis gets to her feet and charges at Cleo out of frustration. Cleo dodges, sending Alexis right into the turnbuckle, shoulder first. While she is reeling from this, Cleo hits a "Set it off" on Alexis and drops for the pin!)
1...
2...
3!!!
DING DING DING!!!
WINNER= CLEO PHILLIPS
(Scene switches to the back as we see Laura Phoenix pacing the floor outside the trainers room where Nick is currently being looked at. She’s on her phone looking pretty pissed off and frantic about the situation that unfolded with her son and her husband.)
Laura Phoenix: No, I don’t want you down here right now. Aaron is refusing to leave Nick’s side, this whole damn place is in chaos right now, the last thing we need is you confronting them. Just stick with Mal, enjoy your anniversary and I will call you as soon as I know anything about him.
Bella’s Voice: Mom, you can’t expect to keep everything under control like this...at least let me-
Laura Phoenix: NO! Stay away, I don’t need you getting hurt like your dad, okay?
Bella’s voice: Fine, but I will be back in 2 weeks. Something is seriously wrong in Apex, someone is causing a lot of this and I don’t think it’s just the fuckin’ Lopez family.
Laura Phoenix: Agreed. Look, I’m going to go check on them and I’ll text you when we find out, okay?
Bella’s voice: Alright, talk to you later. Give extra love to Aaron for me and a kiss on dad’s cheek?
Laura Phoenix: Will do, talk to you later kid.
(Laura hangs up and turns to walk through the door until...)
Male Voice: Excuse me, Mrs. Madison?
Laura Phoenix: I really don’t have time for anything at the moment.
Male Voice: Not even for an old friend?
(Laura’s eyes go wide as she turns around and comes face to face with a gentleman with bright blue eyes, a scruffy beard and a slightly sinister smirk on his face.)
Laura Phoenix: Robert Ryans...What in the hell are you doing here?
Robert Ryans: Long time, no see.
Laura Phoenix: Almost 24 years.
Robert Ryans: Something like that. How’ve you been, red?
Laura Phoenix: I’ve been better. Look I don’t have time for this, my husband is through this door with my young son so if you have nothing better than check and see how I’ve been doing...
Robert Ryans: Where’s our daughter?
Laura Phoenix: MY daughter.
Robert Ryans: OUR daughter.
Laura Phoenix: Just took you almost 23 years to actually care? Where were you when I was arguing with my dad almost daily for 6 of the 7 months I was pregnant, about even having her? Where were you when she was taken from me? OR 12 years later when we found out she was even alive? Or 11 years to now when she’s grown, married and living blissfully with her husband? Not to mention everything else you missed, you suddenly feel it’s time to pop back up? She told me Alanah told her you were at her wedding, though I don’t even know how the hell you got in. I know you were at Demon’s Run. Why now, Robert?
Robert Ryans: Because she deserves to know who her father is.
Laura Phoenix: She hasn’t even asked about you. She hasn’t needed you. She has Nick and David as father figures, she has a lot of men that she has looked up to for a long time without knowing who her father really is. Levi has done everything to keep you away from her...
Robert Ryans: *almost growling* Don’t say that name around me.
Laura Phoenix: You don’t get to tell me what I can and cannot say, EVER! I KNOW what you became Rob, I know WHO you are and what you do. Levi knows, Mike knows...You stay away from all of us or so help me GOD...
Robert Ryans: You’ll what?
Laura Phoenix: Fuck around...and find out.
(And with that Laura turns on her heels and makes her way into the trainers room, slamming the door behind her.)
Robert Ryans: We’ll just see about that.
Hour One Main Event
Singles Match
Lachlan Kane vs. Miles Kasey
JR Freeman: First hour MAIN EVENT TIME! It’s crazy the anticipation of this match since it was announced on our twitter 2 weeks ago. Wolfslair members Lachlan Kane and Miles Kasey are looking to lockup here tonight.
Alfonso Banks: I mean, WHY? Why did this have to happen tonight?
JR Freeman: Because it’s the 2 year anniversary show, and it's “go big or go home”!
Meg Reynolds: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is the first of our double main event for this evening! Introducing first...
(“Firestarter” by The Prodigy starts pumping through the speakers as Miles Kasey bops out onto the ramp in rhythm with the beat.)
Meg Reynolds: Introducing first, representing Wolfslair, he hails from Manchester, England, he weighs in at 185 pounds, Miles Kasey!
(He bounces in place twice before bolting towards the ring, sliding under the bottom rope, running into the adjacent ropes and handstand springboarding backwards into a superhero pose as the fans go crazy!)
JR Freeman: He’s a former United Champion, looking to regain that glory and step up majorly tonight as he faces off against a fellow Wolfslair member and the husband of our World Champ!
(As the lights in the arena cut to black, the speakers come to life with the sound of "You Ain't Ready" by Skillet. The lights begin to flash in an array of white and red as smoke fills the entrance stage.)
Meg Reynolds: And his opponent, he also represents Wolfslair, hailing from Waterford, Ireland, weighing in at 190 pounds, Lachlan Kane!
(Strolling out to an overwhelming chorus of cheers, Lachlan Kane smiles out at the crowd and throws a couple of phantom punches before making his way down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans along the way. He runs up the steel steps and bounces against the ropes on the outside of the ring on the apron's edge before stepping through the ropes into the centre of the ring. He grins again before throwing his hands up to the deafening roar of the crowd. As his music fades away, he takes off his jacket and hands it off to the ring announcer and throws a few more punches to ready himself.)
Alfonso Banks: Why are these two so damn popular? What have they done?
JR Freeman: Are you...Are you actually serious right now? Do you need to go see an eye doctor? Because I feel that needs to be a thing.
*DING DING*
(The two men meet up in the middle of the ring and shake hands before they begin to circle one another. They lock up like two bulls, neither giving an inch, with the crowd in the PWS arena roaring like crazy for both men. Kane drops into a headlock on Kasey who shifts his weight so that the two of them are along the ropes. Kasey then breaks the headlock and then whips Kane across the ring before catching him on the rebound with a beautiful dropkick. Kane recovers quickly and just stares up at Kasey for a moment who is smiling back down at him. Kane gets up and the two of them start circling again. Much more aggressively this time, Kane backs Kasey into one corner after a collar and elbow tie up before connecting with three hard knife edge chops in succession, that sends Kasey sprawling to the canvas. Kane then keeps the pressure on, pulling Kasey up into a short-arm clothesline before going for a quick cover…
1!
.
2!
No! Kickout by Miles Kasey!)
JR Freeman: A hard clothesline right there and Miles was able to kick out but it is clear that Lachlan has him dazed.
Alfonso Banks: He does look dazed after that. Then again if you ask me, these two always look like they are dazed.
JR Freeman: Don’t worry, I didn’t ask you.
(Kane pulls Kasey up the arm, but this time is greeted with a stiff European Uppercut to the face that has him knocked for a loop. Kasey then takes him to the canvas with a flying headscissors. Kane gets up with wobbly knees but doesn’t stay up for long as Kasey quickly sends him to the mat again with another flying head scissors. The move sends Kane rolling under the bottom rope and out of the ring. He doesn’t have any time to recover either as Kane is barely able to stand up and Kasey flies, taking him down with a somersault plancha from inside of the ring to out, giving the fans their money's worth once again. Both men are now down on the outside as the referee begins his count.
1!
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2!
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3!
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4!
Kasey is up and he grabs Kane by the back of his head rolls him back inside of the ring before slingshotting himself over top rope and landing on Kane with a senton before crawling on top of Kane and hooking the near leg
1!
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2!
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No! Lachlan gets the shoulder up!)
JR Freeman: Lachlan Kane still has a breath in his body and as long as he does this match will continue.
Alfonso Banks: I know, and I am so excited about it too.
(Looking to set Kane up for something big off of the top rope, Kasey tries to body slam him down in the corner, but Kane hangs onto far leg and is able to roll Kasey into a surprise small package.
1!
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2!
No! Kickout by Miles Kasey!
Getting frustrated now Kasey is up and tries to go right back after Kane following the near fall, but Kane is thinking one step ahead of him and reaches up to catch him with a Jawbreaker which leaves him stunned. After standing, Kane bounces off of the ropes and takes Kasey down with a sling blade. Kane starts to work a little more methodically now, patiently waiting for Kasey to expend his energy to get to his feet on his own before whipping Kasey to the ropes and connecting with a powerful jumping corkscrew roundhouse kick which has the crowd on their feet once more.)
JR Freeman: Beautiful jumping corkscrew roundhouse kick and Lachlan is really feeling it now, he could be close to ending this!
Alfonso Banks: I don’t care which one of them wins this match, I just hope that they do it soon because I can hardly hear myself think with the idiot fans making so much noise.
(With Kasey down and near one corner, Kane goes up to the top rope. He flies off looking for the “Lach -Down” but Kasey sees this coming and rolls out of the drop zone while Kane is in mid-air, avoiding the contact. Kane is able to land on his feet however and tries to connect with a European Uppercut, but Kasey ducks and then turns Kane around and the two of them are locked in a backslide in the center of the ring.)
JR Freeman: It’s a backslide, which one of them is going to get it?
Alfonso Banks: Easy, the one that wants this match the most!
Kane ends up winning the backslide and the referee is in perfect position to count the fall.
1!
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2!
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No! Miles Kasey gets the shoulder up!
(Lights begin to flicker in the arena as Lach stands up and looks around.)
JR Freeman: What the hell...
Alfonso Banks: Ya know...the flickering of the lights bit gets OLD after a while...
(Miles pulls himself up with the ropes, looking up as well as they continue to flicker. He turns and looks at Lach and as if in silent agreement they continue on and just as they approach each other the lights go completely dark.)
Alfonso Banks: WHO HAS THEIR HAND ON MY ASS?!
JR Freeman: Apparently it’s just the lights so it’s not a complete power outage.
(Some commotion is heard in the ring followed by a loud crash and a pop of what sounds like metal to skin. After a bit more commotion the lights come back on....
And Miles is laid out in the middle of the ring, completely unconscious.)
JR Freeman: What in the hell just happened? Kasey is not moving!
Alfonso Banks: Finally! Someone got my letter!
JR Freeman: This isn’t funny. Someone just ruined a great match here!
(Lach looks around bewildered for a moment, before he sees Miles laid out in the middle of the ring. The referee is giving the Irishman a suspicious look, but Lach immediately puts his hands up and shouts “I had nothing to do with this!” He motions to the timekeeper to call the match, and the timekeeper looks to the referee for confirmation. The ref takes one more look at the scene, before he throws his hands up in a crossed position, and the bell rings. He goes to the side of the ring and confers with Meg Reynolds while Lachlan crouches down to check on Miles.)
Meg Reynolds: Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has ruled this match a NO CONTEST due to unknown interference!
JR Freeman: This has to be one of the most tragic things to happen in APEX history in quite some time. This match goes to this kind of finish, completely unfair to these two. Lach though with the sportsmanship in the end, the match was his to win but he absolutely refused to take advantage to this attack.
Alfonso Banks: Could explain a lot about his career.
JR Freeman: You are just in full douchebag mode tonight, aren’t ya?
Alfonso Banks: It’s what I do best!
WINNER= NO CONTEST
Alfonso Banks: Well, that was a bit unexpected.
JR Freeman: Always expect the unexpected. Which leads right into a little situation we had earlier today with our Tag Team Champions… Alexis and Heather… let’s just roll the footage...
(The cameras focus on the tron which shows the following video while the words "EARLIER TODAY" flashing on the bottom of the screen.)
(The camera fades up outside the main entrance to the arena. There was roughly 20 people standing around, most had signs they were holding up. The signs varied in writing, but notable signs were "DOWN WITH RUSSOWS", "NO REMATCH!", and "DONT DISCRIMINATE"... among many other anti-Russow sayings. The people were dispersed at least 6 feet apart in a semi circle. Everyone was wearing jackets and masks. In the middle were Alexis Makarios and Heather Haze. Heather was holding a megaphone in her hand.)
Heather Haze: WE WONT STAND FOR THIS ANY LONGER!
Crowd: NO MORE RUSSOWS! NO MORE RUSSOWS!
Heather Haze: YOU CAN'T DENY US ANY MORE! GIVE THE PEOPLE WHAT THEY WANT!
(Alexis took the megaphone and spoke herself)
Alexis Makarios: Too long have the halls of the PWS been desecrated by the filth that is the Russow family. Too long have the loyal and faithful such as myself and my partner been overlooked for them. TOO LONG have people given them anything they want based on who they are. WELL NO MORE I SAY!!!
(She handed the megaphone back to Heather)
Heather Haze: So let's start breaking the cycle! Starting with this rematch at Destiny. JUST SAY NO!
(The crowd starts chanting "JUST SAY NO! JUST SAY NO!" )
Heather Haze: This is an official protest! We won't take this discrimination any longer!
(Heather handed the megaphone back to Alexis.)
Alexis Makarios: That's right! Dan and Audrey failed to get the belts from us at Demon's Run! By right, they should be at the back of the line! But no. They are jumped ahead of other teams who deserve a chance. Such as the Society. The Russows are STEALING other people's chances! And SOME ONE has to take a stand! The Vixens of Pain are willing to take that stand! We won't tolerate this ANY MORE! SAY IT WITH ME! NO MORE RUSSOWS!
(They get the crowd chanting "NO MORE RUSSOWS" again as it goes back to the announcers.)
JR Freeman: I... I'm speechless.
Alfonso Banks: They obviously feel very strongly regarding their rematch at Destiny.
JR Freeman: But no amount of protesting is going to change the fact that they are the reason for it.
Alfonso Bank: You go tell them that... Please... I dare you...
Singles Match
Shawn Young vs. Tyson Sykes
(This one starts off quick, with Young exploding out of the corner with a flurry of offense that puts Sykes on the back foot. The Young Hit Wonder is clearly still feeling the effects of his injuries to some extent, but his anger over the betrayal and desire for revenge help him to fight through the pain, hitting Sykes with quick, targeted “hit and run” attacks. He uses his high-flying acumen and his arsenal of kicks to his advantage, keeping the bigger man off-balance and ducking under his attempts to fight back. From the outset it seems like Young’s sheer determination may win him the day, especially when he manages to take the much larger man off his feet with a shocking snap T-Bone Suplex that pops the socially-distanced crowd! The Young Hit Wonder presses his advantage, connecting with a huge Springboard Moonsault and going for the cover, but Sykes powers out by literally throwing Shawn Young’s body off of himself. The Ripper lives up to his namesake as his fury at Young’s early advantage comes out, really taking the fight to the smaller man with stiff strikes that show off his martial arts acumen. He follows these up with a few vicious Suplexes as Young struggles to find his footing again, and finishes the devastating combo with a Death Valley Driver, but Young gets the shoulder up at 2.5! The two continue to brawl this way for some time, with Tyson laying the hurt on Shawn Young but Young refusing to give up, always managing to kick out or come back from any punishment the Ripper deals out. Tyson’s frustration grows more evident with every kickout, rope break and near-miss, his offense growing more brutal as he lets his anger get the better of him. Finally, after Young manages to barely get a foot on the ropes after a massive Heatseeker from Sykes, the Ripper shouts “YA KNOW WHAT? FUCK THIS! LET’S JUST KILL THE BASTARD!” before sliding out of the ring to grab a steel chair as Jonathan Sanders and Dionysus climb over the barricade. Sykes slides back into the ring and drops Young with a stiff chair shot, the referee calling for the bell as the other members of ANTITHESIS begin to lay into him as well.)
WINNER= BY DQ - “THE YOUNG HIT WONDER” SHAWN YOUNG
(As the match comes to an end, ANTITHESIS continues to brutally beat down Shawn Young, with Sykes laying into him with chair shot after chair shot while Dionysus and Jonathan Sanders nail him with swift kicks and stomps. Eventually Sykes and Dionysus both lift Young back to a semi-vertical position, and Sanders rears back to absolutely CLOCK him with the Collateral Damage title belt.)
JR Freeman: This is despicable! It’s three on one!
Alfonso Banks: Yeah, and after the beating he already took at Demon’s Run, Young is practically defenceless!
(As Young falls to the mat once again, Sanders smirks maliciously, pointing to the limp body of Shawn Young and making a slicing motion across his own throat. Dionysus answers with a psychotic grin and hoists the Young Hit Wonder up onto his shoulders as Sykes sets up the steel chair.)
JR Freeman: “My God, they’re actually gonna kill him! Somebody needs to stop this!”
(As if on cue, before Dionysus can follow through, another individual jumps the barricade and rushes the ring, holding a metal “New York Yankees” baseball bat...IT’S CLEO PHILLIPS! The Body Snatcher slides into the ring and immediately swings for the fences, connecting with the knee of Dionysus and forcing the big man to drop Shawn Young as he collapses to a kneeling position. She then swings for Sykes who lifts the steel chair as a makeshift shield, but the impact still sends him reeling backwards and he tumbles over the top rope. She then turns her eyes on Sanders, who simply grins and hoists the Collateral Damage Championship high, and Cleo points to him with the bat as the two begin to circle each other like tigers meeting for the first time. Sanders runs forward first, trying to hit Cleo with the belt a second time, but she ducks under the attack and nails him in the stomach with the baseball bat, causing the champion to double over in pain. She follows up by bouncing off the ropes and dropping the Lost Cause with the Milly Rock, netting a huge pop from the crowd as Sanders rolls out of the ring to safety! The giant Dionysus is still in the ring, but Cleo manages to help Shawn Young to his feet, and the two of them nail the giant with double Shining Wizards while he’s on his knees! It doesn’t keep the monster down for long, however, but as he returns to his feet Sanders calls out to the big man and simply shakes his head, causing Dionysus to slowly back out of the ring while locking eyes with Cleo Phillips and Shawn Young. The three members of ANTITHESIS slowly retreat up the entrance ramp, glaring holes through Young and Phillips. Phillips and Sykes throw some trash talk at one another, with Cleo leaning out of the ring with her arms spread shouting “COME ON! COME GET SOME!” and Sanders literally physically holding Sykes back as the three make their escape. Tupac Shakur’s “Thugz Mansion” blares over the speakers as Young and Phillips celebrate in the ring. The Body Snatcher raises the Young Hit Wonder’s arm as he clutches his ribs with the other, and the two continue to stare down with ANTITHESIS on the entrance ramp as RIOT cuts away.)
So far we have announced 2 amazing legends will be entering the PWS Hall of fame: Marcus Redd and Chaz Holiday. Tonight, we are very pleased to announce that PWS legend DAVID SHANE will be joining them in the 2021 class of the Hall of Fame! David Shane, aside from being the co-owner and co-founder of the PWS:APEX, is a long time superstar inside the squared circle. He is a 4 time PWSi United Champion, Tag Team Champion, and Hardcore Champion. David has been influential to PWS in many ways, and we are beyond thrilled to be welcoming him to the Hall of Fame! Congratulations!
(The cameras cut to backstage, to the office of Josiah Cena, as he’s overlooking some paperwork, before looking up and giving a smile to the camera.)
Josiah Cena: Hey everyone, I really hope you’re enjoying the show tonight. Hard to believe it’s been two years since this place came back. It’s amazing to see how much it’s changed in that time, from the various people we’ve had at the helm, to the different superstars that have walked through the doors. We really have had an influx of some great talent since the beginning of this year, and as we look forward to Destiny coming up in May, I wanted to take a chance and spotlight some of those talented roster members here.
(He pauses for a second.)
Josiah Cena: As you all know, we are bringing back one of the most exciting matches in PWS history, the Destination NEXT ladder match, and I’m here to announce three more participants that will be in the match. After how impressive both of these men have been since joining the roster, I am pleased to announce that both Tyson Sykes and Shawn Young will be added to the match. I look forward to seeing what both these guys can do in the match, given the huge opportunity it is. The other man I want to add to the match is a man who...has really made a name for himself so far, and has really turned some heads so far. Plus, I’ll be honest...I kinda just wanna see what he can do in a match like this, given his affinity for chaos. So, Mike Hawk will also be added to the match at Destiny.
(He sets down the papers he was holding, as he flashes another smile.)
Josiah Cena: Congratulations, and good luck to all three men at Destiny. We will have our final two qualifying matches on the next RIOT to help fill out the six person field. I hope you all enjoy the rest of the show, and now let’s see who’s going to be joining the rest of these competitors, as Kate Steele-Warren takes on Violet Amelia Holt in a Destination NEXT Qualifying Match.
(The cameras cut back to ringside.)
Destination NEXT! Qualifying Match
Singles Match
Kate Steele-Warren vs. Violet Amelia Holt
(The first of what will surely be many qualifiers for the prestigious Destination NEXT Ladder Match at PWS: Apex’s biggest show of the year, “Destiny”, the fans are appropriately buzzing for this next match. With the winner receiving a guaranteed shot at any PWS Title of their choosing, the stakes could not be higher, and it seems both women are aware of that as this one kicks off. The two start off slowly at first, feeling each other out to determine the best strategy; Warren fires off a few martial arts kicks here and there, and Violet answers in kind. This slow pace doesn’t last long, though, as Violet takes her opponent by surprise with a Dropkick out of the blue, followed up with a Jumping Knee Drop executed to perfection. Violet keeps up the pressure in the early going, using her impressive submissions skills and every trick in the book to keep Warren off her feet. Not to be deterred, though, the older sister of the Pink Puppy refuses to give in, mounting an offensive of her own after kicking out of the Ode to Cobra. From there we learn why she’s taken the nickname “the Siren”, as she brings the heat to Holt with stiff kicks and suplexes that really show off her own brand of hard-hitting, smashmouth offense. Things go to the ground again when she locks in an Ankle Lock, but Holt is able to reach the ropes and get a clean break. Both women return to their feet afterwards and lock up in the centre of the ring for a chain-wrestling exchange of submissions, counters and reversals that nets both a near fall in the chaos. Things continue this way for a while, with neither woman gaining a clear advantage, until Holt manages to whip Warren into the ropes and catch her on the rebound with a vicious Spear! Cover, and…)
1…
2…
NO! Warren gets a shoulder up!
(Holt is clearly frustrated, smacking the mat once before she gets a wicked grin on her face and presses the advantage, locking in a Dragon Sleeper. Eventually Warren manages to fight her way out of it, but her attempt to counter is smacked down by Holt who whips her into the corner and follows up with a Ten Bell Salute, cackling like mad as each kick connects. This is how the second half plays out, with Violet largely being the aggressor, until Kate is able to power her way out of the Pick Pocket with a few rough elbows to the head. She then capitalizes with a Float-Over DDT and heads up top as Violet writhes on the mat. The crowd pops for what they know is coming next, and as Holt makes it to her feet, Warren leaps off...SILENCE IS GOLDEN!)
1…
2…
3! IT’S OVER!
WINNER= KATE STEELE-WARREN
(The show comes back on the commentary team, as Alfonso Banks is getting up from the table.)
JR Freeman: Where are you going? We still have a show…
Alfonso Banks: give me a microphone…
(The stagehand gives Alfonso the microphone. Alfonso moves into the ring using the steps and climbing through the middle rope. Alfonso takes to the center of the ring.)
Alfonso Banks: Ladies and Gentlemen, I have been asked to introduce the man just announced to the PWS Hall of Fame, The Chairman and Co-Owner of PWS Apex, My Friend...DAVID SHANE!!!
(With that the fans were on their feet, The big screen showing a limo pulling up backstage. David Shane emerges from the back with a smile on his face. David begins to walk to ringside removing his tie as he walks. “Adrenaline” starts to play in the arena, David comes through the curtains and walks to the ring with a smile on his face. He walks up the stairs and climbs into the ring, shaking the hand of his long time friend)
David Shane: Oh man, that's a reaction...that right there is a reaction that I did not expect to get here tonight but then again...if it wasn’t for me, would we even be here right now.
(A slight boo filled the arena, as David laughed.)
David Shane:I’m kidding, I’m kidding obviously If it wasn’t for all of you, the men and women in the back, Those that have been here since night one and those that are now sitting back and letting the new generation live here in PWS. it is because of all of you that I stand here tonight, this company has come full circle since the first night we aired.
(David pointed to Alfonso.)
David Shane: I remember that night, don’t you?
Alfonso Banks: Yes Sir, we were all nervous…
David Shane: Alf, Nervous doesn’t describe the emotions through the building...PWS was coming back on air...and Apex was finally going live. It took everything for us to actually take the steps to the ring. Star and I...Wait, where is she? Star, I know you're here...get out here. Come on, I'm only angering the board more...the longer we take out of the show.
(David starts a “We Want Star” chant in the arena, Alfonso joins in.)
David Shane: I can’t help myself, she doesn't let me be a pain in her ass anymore...come on play her music!
(“Shimmy” by System of a Down begins to play, David smiles leaning on the top rope, Star appears from the back wearing her typical pantsuit. She waved to the fans as she walked down to the ring and entered, sharing a hug with David.)
Star Stormz: It’s hard to believe it’s been two years since we got this place off the ground. I never would have imagined that it would look the way it does today… I can’t even say how proud I am. Wouldn’t you agree?
David Shane: I would...The opening night we looked to crown only the United champion and start a tournament for the World Title. Just look at the faces of the company now, Nick Madison, holds the United title...Sierra Williams beating Mack McKane to become the World Champion..The Collateral Damage Champion, Jonathan Sanders and of course the newest title...the tag title. Which we decided not to include in the opening set of belts…
Star Stormz: The face of this company has changed a lot in the last 2 years. But just standing here, watching it grow and evolve every week, is amazing and I am so honored to be a part of this company. PWS… is my home.
David Shane: We’ve all changed, some for the better and others aren’t who they use to be. I can stand here as a founder of the company and be proud of all the hard work that goes on not only in this ring but backstage behind the scenes...I have faced many opponents...none as terrifying as the board of directors…
(A smile cracks on their faces.)
David Shane: I want to stand here and say this is what I imagined when I came to your house almost 2 and a half years ago and pitched this to you. It however is not what I planned…
Alfonso Banks: It's Better...You two stepped back and let this place grow on its own...you make the appearance here and there but you allowed everyone here to grow into their own...I was there when he pitched it, he pitched it several times to me on the plane and to Maria countless times, I’m sure...Two years in and it's no longer just your vision.
Star Stormz: It’s EVERYONE’S vision! Yours, mine, Laura’s… Ambika and Cena… All of us have had a huge part to play in how this place has turned out. We have grown… evolved… and adapted. But most of all… even in the lowest of lows… PWS:APEX has SURVIVED!
(Alfonso puts his hand up.)
Alfonso Banks: I’m sorry but are we really going to ignore the face that you, David Shane, are entering the Hall of Fame...the man that hired me to humiliate me and look after his kids.
(David put his hand up, shaking his head.)
David Shane: It's not a big deal...at least not as big as tonight. We will celebrate the Hall of Fame at a later time.
Star Stormz: No no no … you being inducted into the Hall of Fame IS huge as well.
David Shane: I appreciate that and Thank all of you for it, but right now it hasn’t hit...All I know right now is that, i have a lot of people to thank and a party will happen but for now this is about PWS: Apex… this is about the fans and about all of you backstage..
(David lowered his might for a second and the fans began to clap.)
David Shane: Oh who the hell am I kidding…
(Balloons and confetti began to fall from the ceiling.)
David Shane: I FUCKING DID IT!!!
(David took his jacket off and began to run corner post to corner post standing on the ropes and thanking all the fans, as his music played. David hopped from the ring and to ringside where he pulled his son over the barricade and the two of them naruto ran around the ring kicking balloons along the way. David stopped at a camera.)
David Shane: in case anyone forgot...I pinned Duke Russell...
(he popped a balloon into the camera then continued chasing his son at ringside. Star laughing in the ring, as Alfonso exited heading back to the desk, the show went to commercial.)
(The scene opens up in the office of PWS President Ambika Renton, where she and Laura Phoenix seem to be in the middle of a fairly intense conversation. Laura is pacing the floor in front of Ambika’s desk, a furious expression on her face, while Ambika is seated in her chair watching Laura with her hands folded on top of the desk.)
Laura Phoenix: We can’t let them get away with this! Ever since they made their return, the Lopezes have done nothing but cause problems!
Ambika Renton: I know, Laura, but -
Laura Phoenix: And now Eddie just tried to run down our United Champion - my own HUSBAND - in a golf cart!
Ambika Renton: Yes, but -
Laura Phoenix: If we threaten to pull Gracie from the World title match at Destiny, maybe they’d finally -
(Ambika shoots up out of her chair, slapping her hands down on top of the desk.)
Ambika Renton: LAURA!
(Laura looks a bit startled, but turns to look at Ambika.)
Ambika Renton: Look, I know that the Lopezes have run roughshod over this place since they came back, and believe me I don’t like it one bit either. But Gracie earned that title shot fairly. We can’t just take it away from her because of what her father did. Not only that, but how would it make us look if we made her answer for her father’s actions?
(Laura lets out a sigh, running a hand through her blonde hair.)
Laura Phoenix: Dammit, our hands really are tied, aren’t they?
(Ambika looks at her sympathetically, walking around the desk and putting a hand on her shoulder.)
Ambika Renton: I know, this whole situation is a nightmare. But we’ll have to find another way to deal with it. We can’t jeopardize our main event for Destiny.
(A thoughtful look crosses Ambika’s face.)
Ambika Renton: But I may have a few other tricks up my sleeve…
(The scene fades out on the two women talking quietly.)
Main Event
Champion vs. Champion (Non-Title)
Sierra Williams vs. Jonathan Sanders
Meg Reynolds: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for your main event! And this will be a champion vs. champion match!
(Eminem’s “Go to Sleep” blares over the speakers and the lights start strobing in time with the music.)
JR Freeman: This is certainly going to be an exciting match, Alf!
Alfonso Banks: I certainly agree, it’s clear both competitors will do whatever it takes to win!
(The world champion steps out onto the stage, black bandana wrapped around her face as per usual, the world title belt around her waist.)
Meg Reynolds: Introducing first, from Calgary, Alberta, Canada, weighing in at 135 pounds, she is the PWS: Apex World Champion… Sierra Williams!
(Throwing her hands in the air, Williams walks down the ramp, her mouth moving in the form of insulting her pale opponent. She looks out at the crowd, giving a hearty smirk, and walking with a bit more of a swagger than usual, even at one point stopping and motioning to her belt. She slides into the ring, awaiting the Collateral Damage champion as she takes off the belt, handing it to an official outside.)
JR Freeman: Well, the world champion’s had a lot of tough fights, but the same can be said about her opponent!
Alfonso Banks: True enough, JR! Sanders had to overcome 3 opponents to win his title, Sierra only had to overcome 2!
“TRAITORS!”
(Otep’s “Blood Pigs” blares through the arena, signalling the coming of the Lost Cause. The lights dim, strobing as the heavy part of the song plays. As the song gets quieter, the lights stop strobing, but remain dimmed, as Jonathan Sanders, flanked by “The Mad God” Dionysus, steps through the curtain, wearing an “ANTITHESIS” t-shirt, and notably dragging the Collateral Damage championship behind him as he steps out.)
JR Freeman: Oh, now that’s just disrespectful!
Alfonso Banks: Hey, you have to hand it to him, the man knows his priorities!
Meg Reynolds: And her opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Dionysus… from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 165 pounds, he is the PWS: Apex Collateral Damage Champion… “The Lost Cause” Jonathan Sanders!
(Sanders adjusts his red-stained wrist tape, looking around at the crowd with the bitter malice he’s become renowned for, a sadistic scowl on his face. He starts on his way to the ring as “Blood Pigs” continues playing, his head down, his title belt dragging along the ground behind him. He rolls into the ring, as Dionysus stands outside of it. Sanders stands up and scans around, getting a quick survey of his surroundings, rolling each wrist, wincing as he does, a smile forming across his face. Removing his shirt, he tosses it out of the ring with careless disregard, along with the Collateral Damage Championship. Sanders then walks over to the far corner of the ring, Williams watching as The Lost Cause grabs the rope, testing it, before sitting in the corner of the ring, “Blood Pigs” stopping, and both competitors glaring holes through each other to a chorus of boos, Sanders giving another sardonic smile, as if daring Williams to attack.)
JR Freeman: Would you look at the intensity in these two performers’ eyes?
Alfonso Banks: It’s like two lions about to go after the same deer.
(The bell rings and Sierra immediately runs over to Sanders, hitting a hesitation dropkick. Picking up the fallen Lost Cause, Williams rears back and starts delivering some hard-hitting kicks to Sanders’ chest and back, causing Sanders to stagger. She runs to the ropes, bouncing off and coming back, hitting a running one-legged dropkick, downing Sanders once again. Grabbing Sanders’ arm, Sierra delivers a few kicks to the side. As she picks him up, the Lost Cause grabs her hand and bites. The referee starts counting.)
1!
2!
3!
4!
(Sanders releases at 4.8, a sadistic smile on his face as he runs to the ropes on his side, jumping off with a springboard crossbody, knocking Sierra down. Grabbing one of her legs as he stands, he begins to stomp on it, letting go and delivering a few more hard stomps. Pausing only briefly, Sanders ascends the ropes, jumping off with a top rope handspring double stomp to that same left leg of Sierra Williams, causing her to grab it, wincing in pain.)
Alfonso Banks: Smart strategy from Sanders here! If he takes out her leg, she’ll be unable to do the Sharpshooter or the Nova Bomb!
JR Freeman: Though Sierra has been shown to be able to overcome the odds before, Alf, so we’ll see what happens!
Alfonso Banks: Indeed we will!
(As this next part is happening, Gracie Lopez comes out, not accompanied by music, and walks to ringside, opposite Dionysus. She stands there, surveying Williams.)
JR Freeman: Well, there’s the #1 contender for Sierra’s world championship!
Alfonso Banks: I assume she’s just here to see Williams in action!
(Sanders picks Williams up again, but this time Sierra starts with some strikes to the ribs, soon leading him backwards to the turnbuckle. Delivering a headbutt, followed by another, and then a third, she moves backwards to run at Sanders, but as she does, he moves, sending her straight into the turnbuckle. He smirks, walking over and smashing her face into it once, before a few stiff back elbows to the head put a stop to that. Whirling around, she runs over to Sanders, hitting another one-legged dropkick, knocking both competitors down. Williams kips up, walking over and picking Sanders up, getting him in position for the Calgary Cutter. Before she can hit it, however, The Lost Cause reaches up with one hand and rakes her eyes, making Sierra immediately release him and clutch her face. Seeing she’s near the ropes, Sanders runs to the far ropes, bouncing and coming at the with a dropkick, sending Williams out of the ring. Doing another bounce off the back ropes, Sierra stands up just in time to get a “Suicidal Tendencies” as Sanders leaps at her, causing the referee to start counting both competitors out.)
1!
2!
3!
4!
(Sanders having picked Sierra up, both competitors fight outside the ring a bit, trading stiff blows. Sierra goes to hit Sanders’ face into the steel steps, but he delivers a kick to the left leg, making her buckle. Getting some sort of deranged pleasure out of this, Sanders kicks her leg again, before sliding into the ring.)
5!
6!
7!
(Williams manages to get to her feet, sliding into the ring only to be met by a flying double-kneestrike. While she’s on the ground, Sanders grabs her leg again, slamming it into the mat multiple times, trying to really wear it down, before he climbs to the top rope. Sierra manages to kip up, but she’s a little wobbly, clearly favouring that leg a bit. Even still, she faces Sanders just in time to get a Downward Spiral! Sanders hooks the leg.)
1!
(Sierra kicks out at 1.5!)
JR Freeman: I’ve got to admit, that’s an impressive display from the world champion!
Alfonso Banks: It absolutely is,
JR! Both competitors will stop at nothing to make sure the other does not come out on top!
(Sanders, now a little irritated, grabs Williams and drags her to the turnbuckle. Sliding out of the ring, he takes the left leg and slams it repeatedly into the turnbuckle! The referee counts, but only manages to get to 4 before Sanders slides back into the ring, leaving the world champion clutching her leg. She grabs the ropes for assistance getting up, meanwhile Sanders is pulling the pad off of the turnbuckle. She attempts a running forearm, but her leg gives out, making her collapse to the mat once again. Sanders takes the opportunity, heading to the top rope to deliver a Total Eclipse, but Sierra rolls out of the way, making Sanders crash and burn! She takes this time to go up top herself, hitting an Air Canada!)
1!
2!
No! Sanders kicks out!
(Sierra nods, flipping Sanders over and grabbing him by the legs, going for a sharpshooter, but Sanders has the ropes easily within his reach, so he grabs the bottom rope, making Sierra have to break the hold. The ref counts and she releases at 4. Sierra picks Sanders up, delivering some stiff kicks to his head and midsection, then delivering a nasty looking roaring forearm. Having Sanders knocked down again, Gracie goes to the top rope. Sanders gets up and Sierra jumps off, looking for an Ode to Mexico, but Sanders, with Sierra in mid-air, jumps and delivers a Shot of Serotonin!)
Alfonso Banks: WOW!
JR Freeman: I may not agree with anything he says, but you have to admit, Sanders is scarily athletic!
(The Lost Cause takes a moment, crawling over to Sierra and draping an arm over her for the pin.)
1!
2!
…
No! Sierra gets a shoulder up!
(Sanders grabs her, smashing her head into the mat, a scowl on his face not dissimilar to the one he had during his entrance, but with a little more rage. Kicking her leg again, this time much more violently, he slams it to the mat one more time, heading to the top rope to deliver a Total Eclipse, when Sierra kips up, running over for a kick! Sanders catches her foot, but she spins it around into a super dragon sweep! Both competitors fall, and the referee counts.)
1!
2!
3!
4!
5!
6!
7!
(Sierra gets up.)
8!
(The referee’s suddenly distracted by Dionysus, who simply grabs the top rope, pulling himself up. Sierra,meanwhile, picks up Sanders, getting him in position for another Calgary Cutter, when suddenly she’s hit from behind! It’s Gracie, and she’s wielding the PWS: Apex World Championship belt!)
JR Freeman: Oh my god! Lopez with the title belt!
Alfonso Banks: She just attacked the champion!
JR Freeman: The ref’s distracted, he didn’t see it!
(Gracie slides out of the ring,
Sanders taking the opportunity to jump up on the turnbuckle.)
JR Freeman: Sanders capitalizing!
(He hits the Total Eclipse of the Soul!)
JR Freeman: Total Eclipse! Total Eclipse!
(The referee no longer distracted, and Dionysus back down beside the ring, Sanders hooks the leg.)
1!
2!
3!
Alfonso Banks: It’s over!
JR Freeman: That’s not fair, Sanders used the interference as leverage!
Alfonso Banks: You know what we call that, JR? We call it strategy!
WINNER= Jonathan Sanaders
(As soon as the bell rings, Sanders rolls out of the ring and gets his Collateral Damage Title and raises it in the air. The cameras focus in on the middle of the ring, where Sierra was holding the back of her head trying to figure out what happened. Gracie stood across the ring from her, holding the PWS:APEX World Title in her hand. Things clicked for Sierra and she looked MAD!)
Alfonso Banks: Sierra put 2 and 2 together… and she now knows why she lost her first match as PWS:APEX World Champion.
JR Freeman: Gracie just started something that I hope she can handle… Sierra is going to want revenge. Tonight was her night, and Gracie messed that up.
Alfonso Banks: And on that note, that’s all we have for tonight guys. Thank you for joining us for the 2 Year Anniversary show, and the last 2 years.
JR Freeman: Tune in next week to see more on the Road to Destiny.
(With that, the show fades to credits)
(c) PWS: Apex 2021