Post by Laura Phoenix - HBIC on Apr 9, 2021 1:25:51 GMT -5
PWS: APEX RIOT
Tuesday April 6, 2021
Live from PWS Arena in New York, NY
(The PWS: APEx logo flashes across the screen, before the opening video package comes across our screens. After the video package plays, we are taken inside PWS Arena, where “Trials” by Starset is blaring over the sound system, and the fans are cheering, happy to be at the show. The camera pans over the crowd, as we are greeted by the all familiar voices of JR Freeman and Alfonzo Banks.)
JR Freeman: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen! And welcome to PWS: APEX RIOT! As always we are your broadcast team, I’m JR Freeman, alongside my colleague, Alfonzo Banks.
Alfonzo Banks: Another great night of action we have planned tonight. We have the last two Destination NEXT Qualifying matches, a HUGE tag team match, as well as what is sure to be a very heated main event.
JR Freeman: Indeed! It’s going to be a great night. We’ll also see the upcomer Mike Hawk in action, but we’re going to start things off with an in-ring debut, as Matthew Paul takes on Chris Blade.
(The camera cuts to ringside.)
Singles Match
Matthew Paul vs. Chris Blade
(The match starts with a classic lock-up, with Paul easily overpowering his opponent, tossing him to the corner of the ring. He overpowers his opponent at every turn, cutting off every attempt at Blade's offense. After a few minutes of strong move after strong move from Matthew Paul, The King of the Indies lifts his opponent in the air, bringing him down with a Cradle to the Grave, securing the pin.)
WINNER= MATTHEW PAUL
(Scene opens up in the parking lot where we see a shadow standing, the camera pans back to see that the Legendary Eddie Lopez is standing there holding a plate of food, and eating a burger as well. He’s dressed in a zipped-up hoodie and a black pair of slacks.)
Eddie Lopez: Remember this place? I sure do… it was a sound of a golf cart meeting a human and broken glass happened… Now, people are wondering why I did what I did… and I scared a little boy. First of all, I didn't know that little boy was there, if I knew, you’d think I’d do that? No. But I got to thinking to myself…I don’t give a shit about your kid.. Or you for that matter.
(Eddie took a bite from the potato chip on the plate before he talks again.)
Eddie Lopez: Now, I know the story of what happened the last time someone messed with your kid… but I say, he shouldn’t have been there in the first place. I could also torment the little guy with stories of our history Nick, and how bloodthirsty you used to be, and how ruthless you were. Oh, I’m sure he’ll get a kick out of it because Uncle Eddie was there too.
(Eddie shakes his head.)
Eddie Lopez: But, I’m not going to do that, the beef isn’t with your kid… it’s with you. See, Nick, I didn’t want to be here, but YOU forced my hand, didn’t you? But here we are a few weeks before Destiny, a show I haven’t been on since the old company…. Eons ago.
(Eddie throws the plate on the ground with a smirk.)
Eddie Lopez: But the problem now is… I’m here… and gonna be a problem for you, your wife, and your kids. She said something about us causing chaos? Funny coming from someone like her when YOU used to do the same things in the past… hypocrite much? So, she wants to take away my daughter’s opportunity because of what I did? A hypocrite AND a dictator…kinda makes me wonder why David Shane even hired her in the first place…
(Eddie walks towards the camera.)
Eddie Lopez: All of this… Nick… is on you, the blood is on YOUR hand.. Not mine.
Female Voice: How wonderful coming from the Chief Operating Officer and FORMER General Manager of this company.
(Eddie turns around to see GM Laura Phoenix standing right there.)
Laura Phoenix: You have a set on you for you to talk about me and my family like that. Your RECKLESSNESS ALMOST SERIOUSLY HURT MY SON AND DID HURT MY HUSBAND! And you come around and act like it’s my fault. Apparently any lesson I taught you a while ago about screwing with my family, just slipped right out of that empty head of yours.
Eddie Lopez: Or could be possible that you don’t scare me with your threats or “lessons”. You may have these newer wrestlers frightened of you, but it doesn’t work on me sweetheart.
Laura Phoenix: Maybe my words don’t...
(Laura reaches back and slaps Eddie right across the face.)
Laura Phoenix: That’s for almost hurting my son. I’ll let Nick handle the rest...
(She turns to walk away. As she does, Eddie charges her from behind, and hits her in the back of the neck with a stiff forearm, and they both fall to the ground. Eddie drags her to the closest car to them, and slams Laura’s head against it, not once but twice as a response for the slap he received a couple of minutes ago. He looks at the dent in the side of the car, and Laura laying on the ground, and grows this evil smirk on his face. Security runs in to break up Eddie causing any more damage as he walks back and yells.)
Eddie Lopez: Don’t ever touch me again…..
(Security yells at Eddie to get away as some turn to Laura while yelling for a trainer as Eddie walks off as the camera zooms into the empty plate of food.)
A video pops up onto the screen as Ella Singleton and Jasmine Phillips are sitting in Ella's hotel room. They are wearing comfortable clothes. Ella is looking down at her phone as Jasmine flips her hair out of her face.
Phillips: Is this supposed to be some kind of joke? Ella and I haven't seen any action since we won on the preshow of Devil's Run. It's kind of sucky that we have to sit on the damn sidelines.
Ella pops her head up from her phone.
Ella: Jassy, you know they are aware we will be the talk of the tag division soon enough. We are the future of this company. No one is going to stop us from getting what we want.
Jasmine nods her head as she smirks.
Phillips: You are right Ella. We are the one tag team no one is ready to face. So we are issuing an open challenge to anyone on the roster. It doesn't matter who it is. Because we are going to dominate.
Ella smirks.
Ella: The Society isn't going anywhere.
The two of them return to looking at their phones as the video cuts out.
Destination NEXT Qualifying Match
Miles Kasey vs. Kazimir Moskovitz
The early-going of this match plays out pretty evenly between both men, with the two trading advantage several times. Eventually Moskovitz takes the upper hand after a missed Moonsault, and he begins using his size advantage to keep Kasey on the ground, putting a damper on his traditionally high-flying, fast-paced offense. The callous ferocity of Moskovitz and his affinity for the prolonged agony of submission holds serves him well, as Kasey has very little that can counter this particular kind of attack once it’s started. The Moscowite’s arrogance proves to be his undoing, however, as he spends too much time taunting Miles Kasey instead of attempting a pinfall, allowing the Brit to get his wind back and duck out of the way of Anya’s Dance, sending Moskovitz crashing shoulder-first into the turnbuckle pad. Kasey does a masterful job thereafter of directly targeting that shoulder, picking it apart with stiff kicks and diving/flying strikes to keep his opponent off-balance. With so much damage done, Moskovitz lacks the arm strength to power out of the hold when Kasey eventually lifts him onto his shoulders for the Hail to the Queen! A cover, and...
1…
2…
3! Kasey advances to the Destination NEXT Match!
WINNER= MILES KASEY
(After the match the lights drop as the tron lights up with a warning. “You were warned. TIME’S UP!” Miles’ eyes goes wide as he quickly leaves the ring and makes his way to the back.)
Alfonso Banks: What was that all about?
JR Freeman: I’m getting word that we got someone arriving at the arena.
(Cameras switch to the back as we see a 2021 Red Ford Mustang GT Convertible pulling up at a pretty high rate of speed for a moment before the driver slams on the break and the passenger jumps out. We can see it’s Malachi behind the wheel and Bella jumping out before the car even comes to a complete stop.)
Malachi: BELLS! DAMMIT! At least let me put the car in park!
(But his words fall on deaf ears as she makes a beeline right for the talent entrance and tugs on it a few times but to no avail.)
Bella Madison: OH COME ON! LET ME IN!
(Mal quickly throws the car in park and hops out, running over to his wife. He reaches down and pops the door open for her. She stops as he just stands there with a smirk on his face. She just simply glares at him before whipping herself around, her hair hitting him right in the face and making her way inside.)
Malachi: ....I had that coming.
(He follows her in as the camera switches back to the commentators who are just looking at each other.)
Alfonso Banks: AH SHIT!
(The show comes back, Backstage as we see David Shane and his longtime companion Mr. Nanners exiting the locker room area. David looks at Nanners as he is making noises.)
David Shane: No, I really think she's going to like the gift...It’s a bit late, Easter was a week ago but she should understand
(Mr. Nanners talking in Chimpanzee)
David Shane: You think the name was too much? Nah nah she’ll love it, it's a great joke she’ll be laughing at it
(David’s eyes widen, as he looks at Nanners before the two of them run off in separate directions then David runs back across in the direction with Nanners.)
“WHAT THE HELL!!!”
(The scene shifts back to Alexis trying to tug one of her shirts from a goat wearing a PWS Apex team jersey with the number 1 on it, with her only “good” arm. She manages to get it away from the goat, but it just turns and pulls another piece of clothing out of her bag. She then sees the name on the jersey “HomeWrecker”)
Alexis Makarios: I SWEAR TO GOD I HATE THE RUSSOWS!!!
(As she is trying to fight her duffle bag away from the goat with one arm, Heather Haze runs up.)
Heather Haze: WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON???
Alexis Makarios: THE DAMN RUSSOWS PUT A FUCKING GOAT IN OUR LOCKER ROOM AND IT IS EATING HOLES IN ALL MY GLOTHES! ALL MY RING GEAR IS RUINED!
(We cut back to David and Nanners looking into the lockerroom. David looks at Nanners while both are snickering at the outcome.)
David Shane: Come on let's get out of here, HomeWrecker will keep her busy for a bit.
(David and Nanners walk quickly across the opening in the door as Alexis continued to rant and fight off the goat, who is still going for all of Alexis’ belongings.)
Singles Match
Mike Hawk vs. Travis Ryan
This match starts off slowly, with Hawk taunting Ryan and using his size advantage to put down any attempts the young man makes to get a head of steam going. He seems to deliberately choose not to capitalize, though, opting for a quick slap in the face or a dip to one side so his opponent eats canvas, really just revelling in making Travis Ryan look like a knob, and visibly pleased by his own efforts. This ends up backfiring as the match goes on, with Ryan managing to catch one of Hawk’s legs as Hawk attempts to trip him and pulling the larger man down into a Grapevine Ankle Lock, but Hawk a rope break is quickly forthcoming. Hawk then slides under the bottom rope as Ryan attempts to shower him with punches, and as the blue chipper pursues the President of Pro Wrestling out of the ring, Hawk ducks under the apron and emerges on the other side. The two continue to chase each other around in this way for some time until Hawk slides back into the ring to break the count. He starts to argue with the referee and it looks like Ryan may get the upper-hand, climbing to the top rope while Mike is distracted...but as he leaps off he gets caught with the Fuck You, I’m Awesome, planting him to the ground for the three-count!
WINNER= MIKE HAWK
(Camera switches to the back as the door to the trainers room comes swinging open hard. Despite the commotion behind her, Bella Madison doesn’t seem to hear any of it as she storms down the hall. You can hear voices yelling for her but she doesn’t seem to mind nor matter until Malachi catches up to her.)
Malachi: And exactly what do you have in mind?
Bella Madison: I’m gonna find someone from the Lopez crew...and then I’m going to take them out.
(Mal grabs her arm and pulls her to a stop looking down at her.)
Malachi: By yourself?
Bella Madison: If I gotta! Look at this, look at all of this. Gracie is the number one contender and has attacked Si last week and nothing was done. Eddie attacks Nick and almost seriously hurts Aaron....NOTHING was done and now my mom is in that room getting looked at. And guess what....NOTHING will happen to them. We’re the supposed evil ones. We’ve gotten away with murder, meanwhile the Lopez family is picking us off one by one.
Malachi: You think for one minute that Sierra is going to let that lie....
Bella Madison: Oh if I know my sister in law, she’s around here looking for an opportune time to beat some grade A ass. But fact remains...how much more do we take before it becomes too much?
Malachi: Point taken, but you taking on all of them...by yourself?
(She sighs, running her hands through her hair.)
Bella Madison: I was gonna probably grab a chair or something along the way.
Malachi: And from there?
Bella Madison: I don’t know...I’m making this shit up as I go along!
(He can’t help but smirk with an eyebrow raise.)
Malachi: So just like always.
Bella Madison: Oh, Shut up.
(Mal gives a big laugh and pulls her in for a hug for a moment.)
Malachi: You’d take on the whole world by yourself if you had a chance. Thankfully with me, ya don’t have to.
(Bella giggles a bit cause he is indeed her ‘Ride or Die’ and leans into the hug for a moment, just before she looks up and freezes. Looking over his shoulder and seeing Robert Ryans standing there, looking smug. She slips out of Mal’s arms and walks with purpose right over to him.)
Robert Ryans: Bella, I-
(And before he gets out another word, she decks him with the strongest right hook she can muster. Mal just stands there in shock for a moment.)
Malachi: Bella, what the hell?
Bella Madison: It’s okay. This is my good-for-nothing sperm donor.
Malachi: OH! Well in that case, proceed with the ass beating.
(Ryans stands there holding his jaw but chuckling.)
Robert Ryans: Nice to meet you too.
Malachi: What is so fucking funny?
Robert Ryans: She has the same hook as her mother.
Bella Madison: Stick around and find out what else I have like mom.
Robert Ryans: Oh, I know all about that hot temper too, daughter of mine.
Bella Madison: I AM NOT YOUR DAUGHTER! I am the product of you impregnating my mother, after that all titles therefore are NULL AND VOID.
(Mal seeing how worked up his wife is getting by even the sight of this man has him in defensive mode. Robert senses the ire rise but straightens himself out and looks at Bella who tilts her chin upwards and just glares at this man.)
Bella Madison: I don’t know why you are even here.
Robert Ryans: That should be simple enough. I’ve been trying to figure out for months how to approach this, to approach you. ...you’re so grown up.
Bella Madison: Thanks for noticing. You’ve also been stalking me which is creepy as fuck.
Malachi: To put it mildly.
Robert Ryans: Look, I get it. I’m a coward. But we have been trying to figure out how to really reach out. While I would love to play catch up and get to know you and your husband, I think you should know that I have other reasons for really being here.
Bella Madison: What the hell are you even talking about? Who’s “WE”?
(Ryans motions behind them as Bella turns her head.)
Robert Ryans: I believe you have met.
(Bella’s eyes grow big as she sees the woman who was once seeing Miles.)
Bella Madison: Nessa?
Robert Ryans: Actually her name is Angel.
Malachi: Ok, I’m confused.
Bella Madison: So am I. Nes...I mean...
Angel: It’s alright. I know, it’s all very confusing. I disappeared for months...
Bella Madison: Yeah, Miles was devastated for such a long time...
Angel: I hated doing that to him, I really did but it was for everyone’s protection. Especially yours...
Malachi: OKAY! I am REALLY confused and starting to get really pissed off. We came back to New York in October, you vanished and you tell us it’s for her protection?
Angel: Mal, it’s not saying that you haven’t had her best in mind but Bella knows that is not completely true.
Robert Ryans: After all, look what happened with her and Mack. The little signs...
(Robert trails off when he sees Bella thinking and coming to a realization.)
Bella Madison: Nur-
(Bella catches herself and pulls away from Ryans and glares at both him and Angel.)
Bella Madison: Look, I don’t know what the hell you think you are trying to accomplish here. I don’t need any sort of protection from anything but apparently from you two.
Malachi: Okay that’s enough. Let’s get back to your mom.
(Mal begins to lead Bella away.)
Robert Ryans: Rue Vielle du Temple, 75003.
(That stops Bella dead in her tracks and that turns Malachi back to look at her “Father” and this woman but before either one can speak he does.)
Malachi: I don’t know where or what you heard about that but if I were you, I would walk away and don’t turn around or you will deal with me.
(And without another word said Mal turns back to his wife, whispers in her ear and they both just walks away.)
“Just go out and talk about your match or something. You need to go out and fill a few minutes, that’s it. Talk about what makes you stick out among the other wrestlers on the show tonight.”
At first nobody realizes where the scene is taking place as the image is shown in the arena for all of the fans who seem confused by the new voice in the darkness, even as it continues.
“Are all of you aware of how insulting that statement is to you, the wrestling fans? I am not a hero either, a wrestler that is going to find his purpose by helping fans learn how to be stand up people for their community. My best friend was a hero everyone says, and I am definitely not him, nor do I want to be. Normally you wouldn’t expect to hear me caring one way or the other what happens to wrestling fans. But that statement “You need to go out and just fill a few minutes that’s it” is just so insulting to all of you, it really is and yet that is what I am told I am supposed to do right before I head toward the ring.”
A light is turned on and we are still in the locker room and the man who has been talking is Matthew Paul, the self proclaimed “King of the Indies” and PWS Apex newest signee. Paul, dressed in basic white ring attire is making his in ring debut tonight, taking on “The Funky” Chris Blade. With a smirk on his face Paul continues.
Matthew: “Now sure, I can go to any arena in the world and fill a few minutes. I have been wrestling for 23 years, so that is not an issue in the slightest. But do all of you understand why you should be so insulted by that statement. I mean here I am, “The King of the Indies” Matthew Paul, “The King of Stroke” ready to entertain all of you like you have never been entertained before.
I can dance. I can sing. I can talk.
I can make you laugh, I can make you cry, and I can damn sure as you are about to find out in a few minutes wrestle. I wrestle better than ANYONE else in the damn world and I am not just saying that; I am ready to prove it at Chris Blade expense.
So, here I am ready to do whatever my new employers want me to do literally willing and able to do ANYTHING to entertain all of you, and I get told “You need to go out and just fill a few minutes” by some production assistant who has no damn clue just who in the hell I am.
Paul pauses and takes a look around the room which he currently has to himself before turning and looking right at the camera, his eyes burning bright.
Matthew: “Ok, sure, I can do that. I can go out and fill a few minutes. In fact, whenever my old indy “friend” Chris Blade wants to drag his ass to the ring, I already planned on filling a few minutes by kicking that ass, and believe me when I tell you that I am still going to do that. Rest assured though, you don’t want to blink or you will miss it, because this is not going to take me too long, it never does.
Oh, this could have been so much more though, so much more entertaining for all of you.
But if all that the powers that be want me to is “Go out and just fill a few minutes”, alright, why not?
It’s an easy night for me, a rough night for “The Funky One”, and rip off for all of you, but honestly?
I only care about myself.”
Paul smirks and starts laughing, with the scene shifting to the arena.
Destination NEXT Qualifying Match
Lachlan Kane vs. Richard Rider
It’s clear from the word “go” that Rider’s head isn’t in this match. He spends the opening moments flirting, standing outside the ring and flexing while making eyes at some cute blonde in the sixth row up. She seems entirely disinterested, though of course Rider doesn’t notice, until Lachlan Kane gets fed up with the disrespect and slides outside under the bottom rope, grabbing Rider by his brittle and over-sprayed hair and slams his head directly into the nearest ringpost. He then dumps Rider into the ring and the match “officially” begins, and from there it goes about exactly as you’d expect. Lachlan puts the hurt on Rider with his rapid, smashmouth offense and the self-styled Hollywood A-Lister tries valiantly to mount a comeback but can never quite get there, constantly distracted by playing up to the sixth-row blonde whenever the winds of change start to blow in his direction. It’s not quite a TOTAL wash-out, but he certainly doesn’t look good in defeat, having got MAYBE a few minutes’ worth of offense in by the time Lach nails him with the Dying Breed for an easy victory.
WINNER= LACHLAN KANE
(The camera cuts backstage to the trainer’s office, where we see Claire Anderson standing by.)
Claire Anderson: I’m here at the trainer’s office, hoping to get a medical update on Laura Phoenix after the attack we saw Eddie Lopez unleash on her earlier in the parking lot.
(Just then, the door to the trainer’s office opens, and Nick Madison steps out.)
Claire Anderson: Oh, Nick. How’s she doing?
Nick Madison: Stubborn as ever. She’s being looked at for a concussion, but she seems to be doing okay. This of all days...this day is hard enough for her already. I kinda had hoped she’d take a show off, but I knew with it being so close to Destiny that wasn’t possible.
Claire Anderson: Do you have any response to what Eddie said?
(Nick lets out a sigh of frustration and hatred, almost a growl.)
Nick Madison: He said a lot...he wants to run his mouth...he wants to put his hands on my wife….he wants to cause my son to have nightmares for weeks...he’s going to get what’s coming to him….
Claire Anderson: How do you plan on doing that?
Nick Madison: ...I’m going to give him what he’s asking for….he’s going to face me at Destiny, I’ll even put the United Championship on the line….but since he seems to like spending time in the parking lot so much, we’ll have a Parking Lot Brawl.
Claire Anderson: That’s a HUGE match for Destiny.
Nick Madison: It’s not going to be a match. It’s going to be a fight. He did have one thing right. There will be blood on my hands….
(Nick turns back into the door and opens to head back into the trainer’s office, but turns his head back to Claire.)
Nick Madison:...his.
(With that, Nick walks back into the trainer’s office, closing the door behind him.)
[cetner] One of, if not the most chilling personalities to ever set foot in PWS, Reverend Synister is a former PWS World Champion, former Rebel Rumble winner, has been involved in some of the most heated rivalries in PWS history, and has been involved in some of the most praised matches in the company. He might not have been a fan favorite, but his body of work speaks for itself, and he belongs in the Hall of Fame. [/center]
Tag-Team Match
Tyson Sykes/Jonathan Sanders vs. Cleo Phillips/Shawn Young
(The match begins with Sykes and Young in the ring, and Dionysus at ringside. The match starts with some fast-paced offense from Young, but soon Sykes gets the upper hand, tagging in Sanders and performing some tag team moves, holding a stomped mudhole for a count of 4 before returning to the apron. Soon Young tags in Phillips, who gets a near-fall on Sanders with a Mad Dash, but he transitions the pin into a roll-through cross armbreaker. Phillips breaks out and does some moves of her own, notably nailing a stiff dropkick. One double-down and double hot tag later, and Sykes and Young are back in and nailing spot after spot.
After a few more minutes, Young goes for a hot tag, when suddenly, at the last second, Cleo’s hand isn’t there anymore, as he’s been pulled off the apron by Dionysus. After a Ripper Lariat, Tyson picks Young up and puts him on his shoulders, Doomsday Device style. He tags in Sanders, who gets up on the turnbuckle, and delivers a top-rope Shot of Serotonin! This gets a rare pop for the mega-heel for the sheer athleticism as he, along with Sykes and Young, falls to the mat. Going for the covers, Sanders gets the 1, 2, 3!)
WINNER= Tyson Sykes/Jonathan Sanders
(The scene goes backstage with Daniel Clark standing in the interview area.)
Daniel Clark: Ladies and Gentlemen please welcome my guest at this time, Gracie Lopez!
(The camera pans back a bit to show Gracie Lopez, she’s wearing a black hoodie, a beanie, and blue jeans on with her arms folded.)
Daniel Clark: Last week we ended the show with you attacking Sierra, and everyone has been wondering why you would do such a thing?
Gracie Lopez: You haven’t been paying attention much have you? No, I get it... your job is to stand here and ask stupid questions right? Is that why you had me fly all the way out here from California?
Daniel Clark: Well the bosses here….
Gracie Lopez: The bosses here act like they control me, they don’t. Nobody does. They said something about they want to protect this main event for Destiny? Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt Sierra but I do have some… plans moving forward to make people understand where I come from. I just wanna make sure the message is sent loud and clear but also protecting this match because it’s going to steal the show one way or another.
(Gracie looks at Daniel for a second with her arms still folded, before she grew a small smile on her face.)
Gracie: As far as that attack last week is concerned, it was a message... to management, to her, and to the people at home. I’m not a person you want to fuck around with, and I’m not scared of her. Why would I be? She’s talented, yes… but scared of her? Please… I haven’t been scared of anybody ever in my career, why start now? But I just hope she knows who she’s dealing with...
(Camera switches to the back as we see Miles Kasey, in street clothes walking through the hallway. He stops as he comes face to face with the woman he knew as Nessa, now Angel. You can see him trying to struggle to say something but all she does is kiss her finger and put them on his lips to shush him.)
Angel: You’re too late, Milo. They know.
(And with a giggle she turns around and leaves him standing there.)
Main Event
Audrey Russow w/ Daniel Russow vs. Heather Haze w/ Alexis Makarios
Meg Reynolds: The following match is tonight's Main Event… and it is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
(“My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark” by Fall Out Boy starts to play over the sound system, as the lights bleed into a purple tint. Audrey Russow makes her way out onto the stage with her husband Dan at her side, as pyro goes off with the hits of the beat, before Audrey starts making her way down the ramp.)
Meg Reynolds: Making her way to the ring, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, accompanied by Daniel Russow... Audrey Russow!
(Audrey gets to ringside, and slides into the ring. She walks over to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle and poses for the crowd. She hops down and gets ready for the match. Daniel stands outside the ring, waiting.)
Meg Reynolds: And her opponent, she is one half of the PWS:APEX Tag Team Champions, accompanied by Alexis Makarios…. Heather Haze!
(The arena goes dark as the opening chords of Willa Ford's "I Wanna Be Bad" blasts out of the speakers. Bright neon lights flash out from the ramp, and the words "The Bad Girl" flash across the screen, as Heather Haze strides out to a mixed reaction from the gathered crowd. Alexis Makarios was by her side, her left arm taped up and in a sling. Heather smiles as her theme music continues to bump out of the P.A. She strikes a seductive pose for a moment, then dances a little to the music, shaking her hips to wolf-whistles from the crowd and smiling, before making her way slowly to the ring with Alexis by her side. She then sprints the last few feet and baseball slides into the ring, coming up into a quick predatory crouch, her eyes locked on Daniel outside the ring. She then arches her back as she pushes her ample breasts outward and throws her head back in an orgasmic fashion, making the men in the audience shout with cat calls and whistles as the music fades. She takes her Tag Team Title from around her waist and holds it up, as if taunting Audrey with it.)
Alfonso Banks: Would you look at that, poor Alexis with that shoulder taped up…
JR Freeman: Seriously?
Alfonso Banks: WHAT? She’s wearing a sling for crying out loud!
JR Freeman: I can’t even deal with you right now…
(Haze hands the title to Alexis, who hoists it over her “good” shoulder. Haze and Russow meet in the middle of the ring where both ladies are checked for hidden weapons before the ref rings the bell.)
DING DING DING
(Haze and Audrey lock up, neither one able to fully overpower the other right away. After a few seconds, Audrey starts to get the upper hand and begins to overpower Haze, causing her to take a few steps backwards as they were still tangled up. Haze feels the ropes hit her back and she releases, ducking under the top rope with her upper body, and yelling at the referee to make Audrey back up. The referee lets out a sigh but tells Audrey she needs to take a few steps back. Audrey looks pissed, and looks like she is biting her tongue. Dan is at ringside shouting encouragements towards his wife)
Alfonso Banks: See? Heather is being smart. She knew that if she got the ropes the referee would have to force Audrey to let her go.
JR Freeman: But that’s the cowards way to do it.
Alfonso Banks: I fail to see your point, here.
(Alexis had ran over towards the side where Haze was, and starts asking if she is ok. Heather nods and glances back towards Audrey, who motions for her to “bring it” with a smirk on her face. Heather runs towards Audrey and goes for a kick to the face, but Audrey smoothly arches back, missing. Heather goes forward on her own momentum, almost losing her balance in the act. Audrey smirks as Heather rushes at her, shoulder to the midsection, and pushes her back into the corner. Heather lifts Audrey up so she is sitting on the top turnbuckle and grabs her by the hair, delivering punches left and right. Heather adjusts Audrey’s legs so that they are on the outside of the ropes and starts to climb the turnbuckle in front of Audrey. Dan can be seen trying to get a fan chant going.)
Fans: AUDREY! AUDREY! AUDREY!
(Heather gets to the top and delivers a stiff arm to the back of Audrey, and tries grabbing her for a superplex. Audrey chuckles a little as she pushes Heather to the side, causing her to tumble off the top rope, but she had a hold of Audrey’s top and takes her down too! Both ladies crash to the outside! Dan rushes over to check on Audrey, and Alexis does the same with Heather. The referee begins the count.)
1...2...3…
JR Freeman: Both these talented women just took a huge tumble to the mat.
Alfonso Banks: I am still debating if it was a smart move on Audrey’s part or not…
(Both ladies get to their feet and brush it off, sliding into the ring. The cameras focus in as Alexis and Dan, who are now only about a foot apart from each other, glaring at each other intensely.)
Alfonso Banks: This could be bad…
(The anger on Dan’s face begins to boil at the mere sight of Alexis. He pulls back like he is about to take a swing at her when she holds out her “good” arm and waves her hand around, trying to stop him, shouting about her arm and pointing the the arm that is in a sling and taped up. He takes a step towards her, as she pleads with him to not hit her. She takes a step back as well, and ends up tripping over the steel steps, landing on her back and rolling a bit. He shakes his head with a slight chuckle at the sight, before walking away to the other side of the ring shaking his head the whole way.)
Alfonso Banks: THAT IS JUST WRONG! Dan is such a bully! Causing an injured woman to trip over the stairs like that.
(Back in the ring, Heather and Audrey were in the middle of exchanging punches back and forth. Audrey gets the upper hand with an elbow to the face, grabs Heather by the hair, and flings her into the ropes. When Heather bounces back, Audrey hits a hard clothesline and drops for the pin.)
1...NO!
(At the one count, Alexis used her “good” arm to grab the ref’s ankle. The ref turned towards her and told her that was her warning. Alexis backed up as Audrey had gone over to the ropes and was yelling at Alexis to mind her own business! While she was distracted, Heather grabs Audrey for a SURPRISE ROLL UP!!!)
1… NO!
(Audrey kicks out at a 1. Both ladies get back to their feet. Audrey grabs Heather and drops her to the mat swiftly with an “Ashes of Eden” and goes for the pin!)
1...2… NO!!!
(After a two count, Aleis grabs Heather by the arm and pulls her to the ring apron, effectively ending the count. Audrey sits up to her knees, looking pissed. Alexis and Heather are playing it up and overacting it. Heather whispers something in Alexis’s ear. Alexis pulls back with a shocked look on her face that turns to a grin. Heather points to her cheek and says “do it!”. Audrey gets to her feet, confused a little bit at what is going on. Alexis reels back, looks at Heather and mouths the words “I’m Sorry” before slapping her across the face! The referee looks defeated as he shrugs and looks at Audrey, saying he’s sorry but he has to, and calls for the bell.)
DING DING DING
Meg Reynolds: And your winner, by Disqualification… HEATHER HAZE!!!
(Audrey looks on in disbelief as Heather and Alexis get their title belts and start celebrating outside the ring like they won a hard fought match. They see Dan and Audrey in the ring, glaring death stares in their direction, and start to rush up the ramp. At the top of the ramp they both hold the titles up high. At which point Heather looks at Alexis and looks shocked before shouting “ITS A MIRACLE! YOU’RE HEALED!!!”. Alexis realizes she was raising up her “bad” arm and drops it down quickly as the two rush backstage. The cameras cut in on Dan in the ring trying to calm Audrey down, who looks like she wanted to murder some one.)
Alfonso Banks: That… was brilliant!
JR Freeman: Once more, our tag champs take the cowardly way out and sneak a victory they didn’t deserve.
Alfonso Banks: You saw it, Heather Haze was attacked by outside interference. So she won. Plain and simple.
JR Freeman: Thank god tonight is over. Tune in next week for our go home show before Destiny.
(With that, the show faded to credits.)
WINNER= HEATHER HAZE VIA DQ
(c) PWS: APEX 2021
Tuesday April 6, 2021
Live from PWS Arena in New York, NY
(The PWS: APEx logo flashes across the screen, before the opening video package comes across our screens. After the video package plays, we are taken inside PWS Arena, where “Trials” by Starset is blaring over the sound system, and the fans are cheering, happy to be at the show. The camera pans over the crowd, as we are greeted by the all familiar voices of JR Freeman and Alfonzo Banks.)
JR Freeman: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen! And welcome to PWS: APEX RIOT! As always we are your broadcast team, I’m JR Freeman, alongside my colleague, Alfonzo Banks.
Alfonzo Banks: Another great night of action we have planned tonight. We have the last two Destination NEXT Qualifying matches, a HUGE tag team match, as well as what is sure to be a very heated main event.
JR Freeman: Indeed! It’s going to be a great night. We’ll also see the upcomer Mike Hawk in action, but we’re going to start things off with an in-ring debut, as Matthew Paul takes on Chris Blade.
(The camera cuts to ringside.)
Singles Match
Matthew Paul vs. Chris Blade
(The match starts with a classic lock-up, with Paul easily overpowering his opponent, tossing him to the corner of the ring. He overpowers his opponent at every turn, cutting off every attempt at Blade's offense. After a few minutes of strong move after strong move from Matthew Paul, The King of the Indies lifts his opponent in the air, bringing him down with a Cradle to the Grave, securing the pin.)
WINNER= MATTHEW PAUL
(Scene opens up in the parking lot where we see a shadow standing, the camera pans back to see that the Legendary Eddie Lopez is standing there holding a plate of food, and eating a burger as well. He’s dressed in a zipped-up hoodie and a black pair of slacks.)
Eddie Lopez: Remember this place? I sure do… it was a sound of a golf cart meeting a human and broken glass happened… Now, people are wondering why I did what I did… and I scared a little boy. First of all, I didn't know that little boy was there, if I knew, you’d think I’d do that? No. But I got to thinking to myself…I don’t give a shit about your kid.. Or you for that matter.
(Eddie took a bite from the potato chip on the plate before he talks again.)
Eddie Lopez: Now, I know the story of what happened the last time someone messed with your kid… but I say, he shouldn’t have been there in the first place. I could also torment the little guy with stories of our history Nick, and how bloodthirsty you used to be, and how ruthless you were. Oh, I’m sure he’ll get a kick out of it because Uncle Eddie was there too.
(Eddie shakes his head.)
Eddie Lopez: But, I’m not going to do that, the beef isn’t with your kid… it’s with you. See, Nick, I didn’t want to be here, but YOU forced my hand, didn’t you? But here we are a few weeks before Destiny, a show I haven’t been on since the old company…. Eons ago.
(Eddie throws the plate on the ground with a smirk.)
Eddie Lopez: But the problem now is… I’m here… and gonna be a problem for you, your wife, and your kids. She said something about us causing chaos? Funny coming from someone like her when YOU used to do the same things in the past… hypocrite much? So, she wants to take away my daughter’s opportunity because of what I did? A hypocrite AND a dictator…kinda makes me wonder why David Shane even hired her in the first place…
(Eddie walks towards the camera.)
Eddie Lopez: All of this… Nick… is on you, the blood is on YOUR hand.. Not mine.
Female Voice: How wonderful coming from the Chief Operating Officer and FORMER General Manager of this company.
(Eddie turns around to see GM Laura Phoenix standing right there.)
Laura Phoenix: You have a set on you for you to talk about me and my family like that. Your RECKLESSNESS ALMOST SERIOUSLY HURT MY SON AND DID HURT MY HUSBAND! And you come around and act like it’s my fault. Apparently any lesson I taught you a while ago about screwing with my family, just slipped right out of that empty head of yours.
Eddie Lopez: Or could be possible that you don’t scare me with your threats or “lessons”. You may have these newer wrestlers frightened of you, but it doesn’t work on me sweetheart.
Laura Phoenix: Maybe my words don’t...
(Laura reaches back and slaps Eddie right across the face.)
Laura Phoenix: That’s for almost hurting my son. I’ll let Nick handle the rest...
(She turns to walk away. As she does, Eddie charges her from behind, and hits her in the back of the neck with a stiff forearm, and they both fall to the ground. Eddie drags her to the closest car to them, and slams Laura’s head against it, not once but twice as a response for the slap he received a couple of minutes ago. He looks at the dent in the side of the car, and Laura laying on the ground, and grows this evil smirk on his face. Security runs in to break up Eddie causing any more damage as he walks back and yells.)
Eddie Lopez: Don’t ever touch me again…..
(Security yells at Eddie to get away as some turn to Laura while yelling for a trainer as Eddie walks off as the camera zooms into the empty plate of food.)
A video pops up onto the screen as Ella Singleton and Jasmine Phillips are sitting in Ella's hotel room. They are wearing comfortable clothes. Ella is looking down at her phone as Jasmine flips her hair out of her face.
Phillips: Is this supposed to be some kind of joke? Ella and I haven't seen any action since we won on the preshow of Devil's Run. It's kind of sucky that we have to sit on the damn sidelines.
Ella pops her head up from her phone.
Ella: Jassy, you know they are aware we will be the talk of the tag division soon enough. We are the future of this company. No one is going to stop us from getting what we want.
Jasmine nods her head as she smirks.
Phillips: You are right Ella. We are the one tag team no one is ready to face. So we are issuing an open challenge to anyone on the roster. It doesn't matter who it is. Because we are going to dominate.
Ella smirks.
Ella: The Society isn't going anywhere.
The two of them return to looking at their phones as the video cuts out.
Destination NEXT Qualifying Match
Miles Kasey vs. Kazimir Moskovitz
The early-going of this match plays out pretty evenly between both men, with the two trading advantage several times. Eventually Moskovitz takes the upper hand after a missed Moonsault, and he begins using his size advantage to keep Kasey on the ground, putting a damper on his traditionally high-flying, fast-paced offense. The callous ferocity of Moskovitz and his affinity for the prolonged agony of submission holds serves him well, as Kasey has very little that can counter this particular kind of attack once it’s started. The Moscowite’s arrogance proves to be his undoing, however, as he spends too much time taunting Miles Kasey instead of attempting a pinfall, allowing the Brit to get his wind back and duck out of the way of Anya’s Dance, sending Moskovitz crashing shoulder-first into the turnbuckle pad. Kasey does a masterful job thereafter of directly targeting that shoulder, picking it apart with stiff kicks and diving/flying strikes to keep his opponent off-balance. With so much damage done, Moskovitz lacks the arm strength to power out of the hold when Kasey eventually lifts him onto his shoulders for the Hail to the Queen! A cover, and...
1…
2…
3! Kasey advances to the Destination NEXT Match!
WINNER= MILES KASEY
(After the match the lights drop as the tron lights up with a warning. “You were warned. TIME’S UP!” Miles’ eyes goes wide as he quickly leaves the ring and makes his way to the back.)
Alfonso Banks: What was that all about?
JR Freeman: I’m getting word that we got someone arriving at the arena.
(Cameras switch to the back as we see a 2021 Red Ford Mustang GT Convertible pulling up at a pretty high rate of speed for a moment before the driver slams on the break and the passenger jumps out. We can see it’s Malachi behind the wheel and Bella jumping out before the car even comes to a complete stop.)
Malachi: BELLS! DAMMIT! At least let me put the car in park!
(But his words fall on deaf ears as she makes a beeline right for the talent entrance and tugs on it a few times but to no avail.)
Bella Madison: OH COME ON! LET ME IN!
(Mal quickly throws the car in park and hops out, running over to his wife. He reaches down and pops the door open for her. She stops as he just stands there with a smirk on his face. She just simply glares at him before whipping herself around, her hair hitting him right in the face and making her way inside.)
Malachi: ....I had that coming.
(He follows her in as the camera switches back to the commentators who are just looking at each other.)
Alfonso Banks: AH SHIT!
(The show comes back, Backstage as we see David Shane and his longtime companion Mr. Nanners exiting the locker room area. David looks at Nanners as he is making noises.)
David Shane: No, I really think she's going to like the gift...It’s a bit late, Easter was a week ago but she should understand
(Mr. Nanners talking in Chimpanzee)
David Shane: You think the name was too much? Nah nah she’ll love it, it's a great joke she’ll be laughing at it
(David’s eyes widen, as he looks at Nanners before the two of them run off in separate directions then David runs back across in the direction with Nanners.)
“WHAT THE HELL!!!”
(The scene shifts back to Alexis trying to tug one of her shirts from a goat wearing a PWS Apex team jersey with the number 1 on it, with her only “good” arm. She manages to get it away from the goat, but it just turns and pulls another piece of clothing out of her bag. She then sees the name on the jersey “HomeWrecker”)
Alexis Makarios: I SWEAR TO GOD I HATE THE RUSSOWS!!!
(As she is trying to fight her duffle bag away from the goat with one arm, Heather Haze runs up.)
Heather Haze: WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON???
Alexis Makarios: THE DAMN RUSSOWS PUT A FUCKING GOAT IN OUR LOCKER ROOM AND IT IS EATING HOLES IN ALL MY GLOTHES! ALL MY RING GEAR IS RUINED!
(We cut back to David and Nanners looking into the lockerroom. David looks at Nanners while both are snickering at the outcome.)
David Shane: Come on let's get out of here, HomeWrecker will keep her busy for a bit.
(David and Nanners walk quickly across the opening in the door as Alexis continued to rant and fight off the goat, who is still going for all of Alexis’ belongings.)
Singles Match
Mike Hawk vs. Travis Ryan
This match starts off slowly, with Hawk taunting Ryan and using his size advantage to put down any attempts the young man makes to get a head of steam going. He seems to deliberately choose not to capitalize, though, opting for a quick slap in the face or a dip to one side so his opponent eats canvas, really just revelling in making Travis Ryan look like a knob, and visibly pleased by his own efforts. This ends up backfiring as the match goes on, with Ryan managing to catch one of Hawk’s legs as Hawk attempts to trip him and pulling the larger man down into a Grapevine Ankle Lock, but Hawk a rope break is quickly forthcoming. Hawk then slides under the bottom rope as Ryan attempts to shower him with punches, and as the blue chipper pursues the President of Pro Wrestling out of the ring, Hawk ducks under the apron and emerges on the other side. The two continue to chase each other around in this way for some time until Hawk slides back into the ring to break the count. He starts to argue with the referee and it looks like Ryan may get the upper-hand, climbing to the top rope while Mike is distracted...but as he leaps off he gets caught with the Fuck You, I’m Awesome, planting him to the ground for the three-count!
WINNER= MIKE HAWK
(Camera switches to the back as the door to the trainers room comes swinging open hard. Despite the commotion behind her, Bella Madison doesn’t seem to hear any of it as she storms down the hall. You can hear voices yelling for her but she doesn’t seem to mind nor matter until Malachi catches up to her.)
Malachi: And exactly what do you have in mind?
Bella Madison: I’m gonna find someone from the Lopez crew...and then I’m going to take them out.
(Mal grabs her arm and pulls her to a stop looking down at her.)
Malachi: By yourself?
Bella Madison: If I gotta! Look at this, look at all of this. Gracie is the number one contender and has attacked Si last week and nothing was done. Eddie attacks Nick and almost seriously hurts Aaron....NOTHING was done and now my mom is in that room getting looked at. And guess what....NOTHING will happen to them. We’re the supposed evil ones. We’ve gotten away with murder, meanwhile the Lopez family is picking us off one by one.
Malachi: You think for one minute that Sierra is going to let that lie....
Bella Madison: Oh if I know my sister in law, she’s around here looking for an opportune time to beat some grade A ass. But fact remains...how much more do we take before it becomes too much?
Malachi: Point taken, but you taking on all of them...by yourself?
(She sighs, running her hands through her hair.)
Bella Madison: I was gonna probably grab a chair or something along the way.
Malachi: And from there?
Bella Madison: I don’t know...I’m making this shit up as I go along!
(He can’t help but smirk with an eyebrow raise.)
Malachi: So just like always.
Bella Madison: Oh, Shut up.
(Mal gives a big laugh and pulls her in for a hug for a moment.)
Malachi: You’d take on the whole world by yourself if you had a chance. Thankfully with me, ya don’t have to.
(Bella giggles a bit cause he is indeed her ‘Ride or Die’ and leans into the hug for a moment, just before she looks up and freezes. Looking over his shoulder and seeing Robert Ryans standing there, looking smug. She slips out of Mal’s arms and walks with purpose right over to him.)
Robert Ryans: Bella, I-
(And before he gets out another word, she decks him with the strongest right hook she can muster. Mal just stands there in shock for a moment.)
Malachi: Bella, what the hell?
Bella Madison: It’s okay. This is my good-for-nothing sperm donor.
Malachi: OH! Well in that case, proceed with the ass beating.
(Ryans stands there holding his jaw but chuckling.)
Robert Ryans: Nice to meet you too.
Malachi: What is so fucking funny?
Robert Ryans: She has the same hook as her mother.
Bella Madison: Stick around and find out what else I have like mom.
Robert Ryans: Oh, I know all about that hot temper too, daughter of mine.
Bella Madison: I AM NOT YOUR DAUGHTER! I am the product of you impregnating my mother, after that all titles therefore are NULL AND VOID.
(Mal seeing how worked up his wife is getting by even the sight of this man has him in defensive mode. Robert senses the ire rise but straightens himself out and looks at Bella who tilts her chin upwards and just glares at this man.)
Bella Madison: I don’t know why you are even here.
Robert Ryans: That should be simple enough. I’ve been trying to figure out for months how to approach this, to approach you. ...you’re so grown up.
Bella Madison: Thanks for noticing. You’ve also been stalking me which is creepy as fuck.
Malachi: To put it mildly.
Robert Ryans: Look, I get it. I’m a coward. But we have been trying to figure out how to really reach out. While I would love to play catch up and get to know you and your husband, I think you should know that I have other reasons for really being here.
Bella Madison: What the hell are you even talking about? Who’s “WE”?
(Ryans motions behind them as Bella turns her head.)
Robert Ryans: I believe you have met.
(Bella’s eyes grow big as she sees the woman who was once seeing Miles.)
Bella Madison: Nessa?
Robert Ryans: Actually her name is Angel.
Malachi: Ok, I’m confused.
Bella Madison: So am I. Nes...I mean...
Angel: It’s alright. I know, it’s all very confusing. I disappeared for months...
Bella Madison: Yeah, Miles was devastated for such a long time...
Angel: I hated doing that to him, I really did but it was for everyone’s protection. Especially yours...
Malachi: OKAY! I am REALLY confused and starting to get really pissed off. We came back to New York in October, you vanished and you tell us it’s for her protection?
Angel: Mal, it’s not saying that you haven’t had her best in mind but Bella knows that is not completely true.
Robert Ryans: After all, look what happened with her and Mack. The little signs...
(Robert trails off when he sees Bella thinking and coming to a realization.)
Bella Madison: Nur-
(Bella catches herself and pulls away from Ryans and glares at both him and Angel.)
Bella Madison: Look, I don’t know what the hell you think you are trying to accomplish here. I don’t need any sort of protection from anything but apparently from you two.
Malachi: Okay that’s enough. Let’s get back to your mom.
(Mal begins to lead Bella away.)
Robert Ryans: Rue Vielle du Temple, 75003.
(That stops Bella dead in her tracks and that turns Malachi back to look at her “Father” and this woman but before either one can speak he does.)
Malachi: I don’t know where or what you heard about that but if I were you, I would walk away and don’t turn around or you will deal with me.
(And without another word said Mal turns back to his wife, whispers in her ear and they both just walks away.)
“Just go out and talk about your match or something. You need to go out and fill a few minutes, that’s it. Talk about what makes you stick out among the other wrestlers on the show tonight.”
At first nobody realizes where the scene is taking place as the image is shown in the arena for all of the fans who seem confused by the new voice in the darkness, even as it continues.
“Are all of you aware of how insulting that statement is to you, the wrestling fans? I am not a hero either, a wrestler that is going to find his purpose by helping fans learn how to be stand up people for their community. My best friend was a hero everyone says, and I am definitely not him, nor do I want to be. Normally you wouldn’t expect to hear me caring one way or the other what happens to wrestling fans. But that statement “You need to go out and just fill a few minutes that’s it” is just so insulting to all of you, it really is and yet that is what I am told I am supposed to do right before I head toward the ring.”
A light is turned on and we are still in the locker room and the man who has been talking is Matthew Paul, the self proclaimed “King of the Indies” and PWS Apex newest signee. Paul, dressed in basic white ring attire is making his in ring debut tonight, taking on “The Funky” Chris Blade. With a smirk on his face Paul continues.
Matthew: “Now sure, I can go to any arena in the world and fill a few minutes. I have been wrestling for 23 years, so that is not an issue in the slightest. But do all of you understand why you should be so insulted by that statement. I mean here I am, “The King of the Indies” Matthew Paul, “The King of Stroke” ready to entertain all of you like you have never been entertained before.
I can dance. I can sing. I can talk.
I can make you laugh, I can make you cry, and I can damn sure as you are about to find out in a few minutes wrestle. I wrestle better than ANYONE else in the damn world and I am not just saying that; I am ready to prove it at Chris Blade expense.
So, here I am ready to do whatever my new employers want me to do literally willing and able to do ANYTHING to entertain all of you, and I get told “You need to go out and just fill a few minutes” by some production assistant who has no damn clue just who in the hell I am.
Paul pauses and takes a look around the room which he currently has to himself before turning and looking right at the camera, his eyes burning bright.
Matthew: “Ok, sure, I can do that. I can go out and fill a few minutes. In fact, whenever my old indy “friend” Chris Blade wants to drag his ass to the ring, I already planned on filling a few minutes by kicking that ass, and believe me when I tell you that I am still going to do that. Rest assured though, you don’t want to blink or you will miss it, because this is not going to take me too long, it never does.
Oh, this could have been so much more though, so much more entertaining for all of you.
But if all that the powers that be want me to is “Go out and just fill a few minutes”, alright, why not?
It’s an easy night for me, a rough night for “The Funky One”, and rip off for all of you, but honestly?
I only care about myself.”
Paul smirks and starts laughing, with the scene shifting to the arena.
Destination NEXT Qualifying Match
Lachlan Kane vs. Richard Rider
It’s clear from the word “go” that Rider’s head isn’t in this match. He spends the opening moments flirting, standing outside the ring and flexing while making eyes at some cute blonde in the sixth row up. She seems entirely disinterested, though of course Rider doesn’t notice, until Lachlan Kane gets fed up with the disrespect and slides outside under the bottom rope, grabbing Rider by his brittle and over-sprayed hair and slams his head directly into the nearest ringpost. He then dumps Rider into the ring and the match “officially” begins, and from there it goes about exactly as you’d expect. Lachlan puts the hurt on Rider with his rapid, smashmouth offense and the self-styled Hollywood A-Lister tries valiantly to mount a comeback but can never quite get there, constantly distracted by playing up to the sixth-row blonde whenever the winds of change start to blow in his direction. It’s not quite a TOTAL wash-out, but he certainly doesn’t look good in defeat, having got MAYBE a few minutes’ worth of offense in by the time Lach nails him with the Dying Breed for an easy victory.
WINNER= LACHLAN KANE
(The camera cuts backstage to the trainer’s office, where we see Claire Anderson standing by.)
Claire Anderson: I’m here at the trainer’s office, hoping to get a medical update on Laura Phoenix after the attack we saw Eddie Lopez unleash on her earlier in the parking lot.
(Just then, the door to the trainer’s office opens, and Nick Madison steps out.)
Claire Anderson: Oh, Nick. How’s she doing?
Nick Madison: Stubborn as ever. She’s being looked at for a concussion, but she seems to be doing okay. This of all days...this day is hard enough for her already. I kinda had hoped she’d take a show off, but I knew with it being so close to Destiny that wasn’t possible.
Claire Anderson: Do you have any response to what Eddie said?
(Nick lets out a sigh of frustration and hatred, almost a growl.)
Nick Madison: He said a lot...he wants to run his mouth...he wants to put his hands on my wife….he wants to cause my son to have nightmares for weeks...he’s going to get what’s coming to him….
Claire Anderson: How do you plan on doing that?
Nick Madison: ...I’m going to give him what he’s asking for….he’s going to face me at Destiny, I’ll even put the United Championship on the line….but since he seems to like spending time in the parking lot so much, we’ll have a Parking Lot Brawl.
Claire Anderson: That’s a HUGE match for Destiny.
Nick Madison: It’s not going to be a match. It’s going to be a fight. He did have one thing right. There will be blood on my hands….
(Nick turns back into the door and opens to head back into the trainer’s office, but turns his head back to Claire.)
Nick Madison:...his.
(With that, Nick walks back into the trainer’s office, closing the door behind him.)
[cetner] One of, if not the most chilling personalities to ever set foot in PWS, Reverend Synister is a former PWS World Champion, former Rebel Rumble winner, has been involved in some of the most heated rivalries in PWS history, and has been involved in some of the most praised matches in the company. He might not have been a fan favorite, but his body of work speaks for itself, and he belongs in the Hall of Fame. [/center]
Tag-Team Match
Tyson Sykes/Jonathan Sanders vs. Cleo Phillips/Shawn Young
(The match begins with Sykes and Young in the ring, and Dionysus at ringside. The match starts with some fast-paced offense from Young, but soon Sykes gets the upper hand, tagging in Sanders and performing some tag team moves, holding a stomped mudhole for a count of 4 before returning to the apron. Soon Young tags in Phillips, who gets a near-fall on Sanders with a Mad Dash, but he transitions the pin into a roll-through cross armbreaker. Phillips breaks out and does some moves of her own, notably nailing a stiff dropkick. One double-down and double hot tag later, and Sykes and Young are back in and nailing spot after spot.
After a few more minutes, Young goes for a hot tag, when suddenly, at the last second, Cleo’s hand isn’t there anymore, as he’s been pulled off the apron by Dionysus. After a Ripper Lariat, Tyson picks Young up and puts him on his shoulders, Doomsday Device style. He tags in Sanders, who gets up on the turnbuckle, and delivers a top-rope Shot of Serotonin! This gets a rare pop for the mega-heel for the sheer athleticism as he, along with Sykes and Young, falls to the mat. Going for the covers, Sanders gets the 1, 2, 3!)
WINNER= Tyson Sykes/Jonathan Sanders
(The scene goes backstage with Daniel Clark standing in the interview area.)
Daniel Clark: Ladies and Gentlemen please welcome my guest at this time, Gracie Lopez!
(The camera pans back a bit to show Gracie Lopez, she’s wearing a black hoodie, a beanie, and blue jeans on with her arms folded.)
Daniel Clark: Last week we ended the show with you attacking Sierra, and everyone has been wondering why you would do such a thing?
Gracie Lopez: You haven’t been paying attention much have you? No, I get it... your job is to stand here and ask stupid questions right? Is that why you had me fly all the way out here from California?
Daniel Clark: Well the bosses here….
Gracie Lopez: The bosses here act like they control me, they don’t. Nobody does. They said something about they want to protect this main event for Destiny? Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt Sierra but I do have some… plans moving forward to make people understand where I come from. I just wanna make sure the message is sent loud and clear but also protecting this match because it’s going to steal the show one way or another.
(Gracie looks at Daniel for a second with her arms still folded, before she grew a small smile on her face.)
Gracie: As far as that attack last week is concerned, it was a message... to management, to her, and to the people at home. I’m not a person you want to fuck around with, and I’m not scared of her. Why would I be? She’s talented, yes… but scared of her? Please… I haven’t been scared of anybody ever in my career, why start now? But I just hope she knows who she’s dealing with...
(Camera switches to the back as we see Miles Kasey, in street clothes walking through the hallway. He stops as he comes face to face with the woman he knew as Nessa, now Angel. You can see him trying to struggle to say something but all she does is kiss her finger and put them on his lips to shush him.)
Angel: You’re too late, Milo. They know.
(And with a giggle she turns around and leaves him standing there.)
Main Event
Audrey Russow w/ Daniel Russow vs. Heather Haze w/ Alexis Makarios
Meg Reynolds: The following match is tonight's Main Event… and it is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
(“My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark” by Fall Out Boy starts to play over the sound system, as the lights bleed into a purple tint. Audrey Russow makes her way out onto the stage with her husband Dan at her side, as pyro goes off with the hits of the beat, before Audrey starts making her way down the ramp.)
Meg Reynolds: Making her way to the ring, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, accompanied by Daniel Russow... Audrey Russow!
(Audrey gets to ringside, and slides into the ring. She walks over to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle and poses for the crowd. She hops down and gets ready for the match. Daniel stands outside the ring, waiting.)
Meg Reynolds: And her opponent, she is one half of the PWS:APEX Tag Team Champions, accompanied by Alexis Makarios…. Heather Haze!
(The arena goes dark as the opening chords of Willa Ford's "I Wanna Be Bad" blasts out of the speakers. Bright neon lights flash out from the ramp, and the words "The Bad Girl" flash across the screen, as Heather Haze strides out to a mixed reaction from the gathered crowd. Alexis Makarios was by her side, her left arm taped up and in a sling. Heather smiles as her theme music continues to bump out of the P.A. She strikes a seductive pose for a moment, then dances a little to the music, shaking her hips to wolf-whistles from the crowd and smiling, before making her way slowly to the ring with Alexis by her side. She then sprints the last few feet and baseball slides into the ring, coming up into a quick predatory crouch, her eyes locked on Daniel outside the ring. She then arches her back as she pushes her ample breasts outward and throws her head back in an orgasmic fashion, making the men in the audience shout with cat calls and whistles as the music fades. She takes her Tag Team Title from around her waist and holds it up, as if taunting Audrey with it.)
Alfonso Banks: Would you look at that, poor Alexis with that shoulder taped up…
JR Freeman: Seriously?
Alfonso Banks: WHAT? She’s wearing a sling for crying out loud!
JR Freeman: I can’t even deal with you right now…
(Haze hands the title to Alexis, who hoists it over her “good” shoulder. Haze and Russow meet in the middle of the ring where both ladies are checked for hidden weapons before the ref rings the bell.)
DING DING DING
(Haze and Audrey lock up, neither one able to fully overpower the other right away. After a few seconds, Audrey starts to get the upper hand and begins to overpower Haze, causing her to take a few steps backwards as they were still tangled up. Haze feels the ropes hit her back and she releases, ducking under the top rope with her upper body, and yelling at the referee to make Audrey back up. The referee lets out a sigh but tells Audrey she needs to take a few steps back. Audrey looks pissed, and looks like she is biting her tongue. Dan is at ringside shouting encouragements towards his wife)
Alfonso Banks: See? Heather is being smart. She knew that if she got the ropes the referee would have to force Audrey to let her go.
JR Freeman: But that’s the cowards way to do it.
Alfonso Banks: I fail to see your point, here.
(Alexis had ran over towards the side where Haze was, and starts asking if she is ok. Heather nods and glances back towards Audrey, who motions for her to “bring it” with a smirk on her face. Heather runs towards Audrey and goes for a kick to the face, but Audrey smoothly arches back, missing. Heather goes forward on her own momentum, almost losing her balance in the act. Audrey smirks as Heather rushes at her, shoulder to the midsection, and pushes her back into the corner. Heather lifts Audrey up so she is sitting on the top turnbuckle and grabs her by the hair, delivering punches left and right. Heather adjusts Audrey’s legs so that they are on the outside of the ropes and starts to climb the turnbuckle in front of Audrey. Dan can be seen trying to get a fan chant going.)
Fans: AUDREY! AUDREY! AUDREY!
(Heather gets to the top and delivers a stiff arm to the back of Audrey, and tries grabbing her for a superplex. Audrey chuckles a little as she pushes Heather to the side, causing her to tumble off the top rope, but she had a hold of Audrey’s top and takes her down too! Both ladies crash to the outside! Dan rushes over to check on Audrey, and Alexis does the same with Heather. The referee begins the count.)
1...2...3…
JR Freeman: Both these talented women just took a huge tumble to the mat.
Alfonso Banks: I am still debating if it was a smart move on Audrey’s part or not…
(Both ladies get to their feet and brush it off, sliding into the ring. The cameras focus in as Alexis and Dan, who are now only about a foot apart from each other, glaring at each other intensely.)
Alfonso Banks: This could be bad…
(The anger on Dan’s face begins to boil at the mere sight of Alexis. He pulls back like he is about to take a swing at her when she holds out her “good” arm and waves her hand around, trying to stop him, shouting about her arm and pointing the the arm that is in a sling and taped up. He takes a step towards her, as she pleads with him to not hit her. She takes a step back as well, and ends up tripping over the steel steps, landing on her back and rolling a bit. He shakes his head with a slight chuckle at the sight, before walking away to the other side of the ring shaking his head the whole way.)
Alfonso Banks: THAT IS JUST WRONG! Dan is such a bully! Causing an injured woman to trip over the stairs like that.
(Back in the ring, Heather and Audrey were in the middle of exchanging punches back and forth. Audrey gets the upper hand with an elbow to the face, grabs Heather by the hair, and flings her into the ropes. When Heather bounces back, Audrey hits a hard clothesline and drops for the pin.)
1...NO!
(At the one count, Alexis used her “good” arm to grab the ref’s ankle. The ref turned towards her and told her that was her warning. Alexis backed up as Audrey had gone over to the ropes and was yelling at Alexis to mind her own business! While she was distracted, Heather grabs Audrey for a SURPRISE ROLL UP!!!)
1… NO!
(Audrey kicks out at a 1. Both ladies get back to their feet. Audrey grabs Heather and drops her to the mat swiftly with an “Ashes of Eden” and goes for the pin!)
1...2… NO!!!
(After a two count, Aleis grabs Heather by the arm and pulls her to the ring apron, effectively ending the count. Audrey sits up to her knees, looking pissed. Alexis and Heather are playing it up and overacting it. Heather whispers something in Alexis’s ear. Alexis pulls back with a shocked look on her face that turns to a grin. Heather points to her cheek and says “do it!”. Audrey gets to her feet, confused a little bit at what is going on. Alexis reels back, looks at Heather and mouths the words “I’m Sorry” before slapping her across the face! The referee looks defeated as he shrugs and looks at Audrey, saying he’s sorry but he has to, and calls for the bell.)
DING DING DING
Meg Reynolds: And your winner, by Disqualification… HEATHER HAZE!!!
(Audrey looks on in disbelief as Heather and Alexis get their title belts and start celebrating outside the ring like they won a hard fought match. They see Dan and Audrey in the ring, glaring death stares in their direction, and start to rush up the ramp. At the top of the ramp they both hold the titles up high. At which point Heather looks at Alexis and looks shocked before shouting “ITS A MIRACLE! YOU’RE HEALED!!!”. Alexis realizes she was raising up her “bad” arm and drops it down quickly as the two rush backstage. The cameras cut in on Dan in the ring trying to calm Audrey down, who looks like she wanted to murder some one.)
Alfonso Banks: That… was brilliant!
JR Freeman: Once more, our tag champs take the cowardly way out and sneak a victory they didn’t deserve.
Alfonso Banks: You saw it, Heather Haze was attacked by outside interference. So she won. Plain and simple.
JR Freeman: Thank god tonight is over. Tune in next week for our go home show before Destiny.
(With that, the show faded to credits.)
WINNER= HEATHER HAZE VIA DQ
(c) PWS: APEX 2021