Post by Josiah Cena on Mar 18, 2022 4:01:49 GMT -5
PWS:APEX PRESENTS- DEMON’S RUN
Footprint Center - Phoenix, AZ
Tuesday, March 15th, 2022
(The PWS: APEX logo flashes across the screen, before the opening video package starts to play, and we hear some melodic music, and the voice of Matt Smith echoes over the music.)
Matt Smith: They say Demons Run…when a good man goes to war. But, what do demons do…when they go to war with each other? When the battle between good and evil morphs into a skirmish between two evil entities. What happens when the light is thrown out the window, and the darkness surrounds?
(Flashes of Jonathan Sanders, Tyson Sykes, Heather Haze, Mike Hawk flash across the screen.)
Matt Smith: What happens when a champion is tested, possibly with the toughest challenge they will face?
(A shot of Sierra Williams shows on screen.)
Matt Smith: What happens when a shot at redemption…
(A shot of Alexis Makarios is shown.)
Matt Smith: Will be outweighed by a shot at dominance.
(A shot of Cleo Phillips is shown.)
Matt Smith: And what of the fire that burns? Will it be snuffed out? Or will it consume all in its path?
(A shot of Audrey Russow is shown.)
Matt Smith: Tonight, we will find out the answers to all of these questions, and more. Tonight is going to be full of stories, because in the end, we are all just stories, are we not?
(It is here, we see Matt Smith step into frame, as he’s dressed as his time as the Doctor, bow tie and all, and with a cheeky little smile…)
Matt Smith: Make it a good one, eh?
(With that, the scene fades, as the opening video package starts, and “Heathens” by Halestorm starts to play over the sound system, before we arrive inside the Footprint Center, and the crowd is going nuts as the music blares over the sound system. We are greeted by the familiar voices of JR Freeman and Alfonso Banks.)
JR Freeman: Welcome to Demon’s Run! What an intro we had, by the Doctor himself!
Alfonso Banks: As a massive Whovian…that was awesome!
JR Freeman: RIGHT!? Ladies and gentlemen, we have such an amazing show for you tonight, headlined by our MASSIVE Elimination Chamber for the World Title!
Alfonso Banks: Not to mention the 30-Minute Ironwoman match for the United Title, Alexis Makarios versus Cleo Phillips.
JR Freeman: And the Tag Team Championship pitting Antithesis against Sass-n-Bash, Bella Madison and Malachi.
Alfonso Banks: Aaaaand we have a street fight for the vacated Collateral Damage Championship between Miss Puppies and Violet Amelia Holt!
JR Freeman: Yes, but first, we are going to start things off with some tag team competition. Let’s send things to ringside, and Meg Reynolds.
Matt Smith: They say Demons Run…when a good man goes to war. But, what do demons do…when they go to war with each other? When the battle between good and evil morphs into a skirmish between two evil entities. What happens when the light is thrown out the window, and the darkness surrounds?
(Flashes of Jonathan Sanders, Tyson Sykes, Heather Haze, Mike Hawk flash across the screen.)
Matt Smith: What happens when a champion is tested, possibly with the toughest challenge they will face?
(A shot of Sierra Williams shows on screen.)
Matt Smith: What happens when a shot at redemption…
(A shot of Alexis Makarios is shown.)
Matt Smith: Will be outweighed by a shot at dominance.
(A shot of Cleo Phillips is shown.)
Matt Smith: And what of the fire that burns? Will it be snuffed out? Or will it consume all in its path?
(A shot of Audrey Russow is shown.)
Matt Smith: Tonight, we will find out the answers to all of these questions, and more. Tonight is going to be full of stories, because in the end, we are all just stories, are we not?
(It is here, we see Matt Smith step into frame, as he’s dressed as his time as the Doctor, bow tie and all, and with a cheeky little smile…)
Matt Smith: Make it a good one, eh?
(With that, the scene fades, as the opening video package starts, and “Heathens” by Halestorm starts to play over the sound system, before we arrive inside the Footprint Center, and the crowd is going nuts as the music blares over the sound system. We are greeted by the familiar voices of JR Freeman and Alfonso Banks.)
JR Freeman: Welcome to Demon’s Run! What an intro we had, by the Doctor himself!
Alfonso Banks: As a massive Whovian…that was awesome!
JR Freeman: RIGHT!? Ladies and gentlemen, we have such an amazing show for you tonight, headlined by our MASSIVE Elimination Chamber for the World Title!
Alfonso Banks: Not to mention the 30-Minute Ironwoman match for the United Title, Alexis Makarios versus Cleo Phillips.
JR Freeman: And the Tag Team Championship pitting Antithesis against Sass-n-Bash, Bella Madison and Malachi.
Alfonso Banks: Aaaaand we have a street fight for the vacated Collateral Damage Championship between Miss Puppies and Violet Amelia Holt!
JR Freeman: Yes, but first, we are going to start things off with some tag team competition. Let’s send things to ringside, and Meg Reynolds.
Tag Team Title Match
Antithesis (Alexander Lyons and Dionysis) (c) vs Sass-N-Bash (Malachi and Bella Madison)
JR Freeman: Ladies and gentlemen, up next we’ve got one HELL of a match, pitting our reigning tag team champions ANTITHESIS - represented by Alexander Lyons and the giant, Dionysus - against the first team to accept their standing open challenge, the newly-reunited Malachi and Bella Madison, now going by “Sass-N-Bash”!
Alfonso Banks: I still think that’s a stupid name.
JR Freeman: Well, stupid name or not, the two have proven doubtlessly effective as a unit in the weeks leading up to this confrontation, so I have to wonder if they can USE that cohesiveness to their advantage tonight.
Alfonso Banks: We’ll see about that, JR; ANTITHESIS is constantly telling us they’re more a brotherhood than an alliance, so I think they know a thing or two about cohesion.
JR Freeman: Maybe so, Alf, but we’ll know soon enough; here’s Meg Reynolds in the ring to kick this one off!
(We cut down to the middle of the ring, where Meg Reynolds stands dutifully, ready for introductions.)
Meg Reynolds: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL, and it is for the PWS: Apex WOOOOOORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!
’Don't be mistaken
Your bloody time's up
This ain't no game
We're not here to entertain you’
(The opening vocals to “Entertain You” by Within Temptation echo through the arena, before the bass drops as the song blares through the sound system, as the tron comes alive with the video of Malachi and Bella Madison as once again we hear the opening lyrics to the song.)
’Don't be mistaken
Your bloody time's up
This ain't no game
We're not here to entertain you’
(Bella is the first to step out through the curtain, followed closely by Malachi. The crowd erupts with cheers as Bella does a little twirl and smirks, while Mal does his usual stare out into the crowd. The duo then make their way down to the ring side by side, with Bella tagging a few hands but Mal staying laser-focused on the objective.)
Meg Reynolds: Introducing first, the CHALLENGERS; at a combined weight of 305 lbs., the team of Bella Madison and Malachi, this is SASS-N-BASH!
‘Go to hell, I'm not here to entertain you
Just walk away or face the showdown
I won't bow, I don't care about the bleeding
'Cause my freedom's undefeated’
(Bella hops onto the apron and enters the ring, crossing to the other side as Malachi does his usual trek up the ringsteps. As Bella climbs up her corner to do her pose, Malachi is already up on the other side with his arms out to the side. The crowd applauds again for the double-team pose, and a few photos are snapped from cell phones in the audience. Malachi glares at the nearest one while Bella simply smirks and flashes the peace sign, before the pair then hop down from the ropes and fistbump, nodding at each other with expressions of determination.)
JR Freeman: Sass-n-Bash are looking incredibly focused tonight, Alf; the hunger they feel for the tag team titles is clear in their eyes!
Alfonso Banks: You know what I’M hungry for? Shake ‘n Bake.
JR Freeman: …Because of the name Sass-n-Bash?
Alfonso Banks: Because of the name Sass-n-Bash, yes.
(JR audibly sighs as we cut back to the ringside area, where Mal and Bella are now getting ready on the outside, stretching and getting in some shadow-boxing before the bell. As they do this, the lights quickly cut out, and the opening sounds of Devildriver’s “Sail” begin to trail ethereally through the PA system. The surprisingly-soft lilt of the introductory notes carries with it a fog, billowing slowly out from behind the entrance curtain, and as the heavier guitars kick in, the lights begin to strobe in time with them, alternating between blue and red tones. The words “Plague…”, “War…” and “Conquest…” slowly take turns flashing across the black screen, in plain white letters, each one glitching out like an old VHS tape and being replaced with the next, until finally the screen cuts off completely, only to then explode with the word “DEATH!” in a crimson font, written entirely with capital letters. This is then replaced by the word “RUN!”, which then flashes back and forth between “DEATH/RUN/DEATH/RUN” several times, constantly increasing in speed before both words become an unintelligible mass which forms into the word “ANTITHESIS” in red letters overlaying a white skull with devil horns. This image holds on the screen as the lyrics of “Sail” begin.)
“THIS IS HOW I SHOW MY LOVE!
I MADE IT IN MY MIND BECAUSE…
BLAME IT ON MY A.D.D., BABY!”
“SAIL!”
(As the lyrics blare, a single spotlight shines on the stage to reveal the massive form of Dionysus and the smaller-yet-still-impressive Alexander Lyons, crouched in the dead centre of the top of the entrance ramp. Lyons is standing in a deep crouch, wrists resting on his knees as Dionysus has taken a knee, hanging his head and allowing his long jet-black hair to fall into his face. Slowly, he stands to full height, and as the “SAIL!” hits, Lyons leaps to his feet and throws his arms out to the sides, loosing a primal roar of pure furious malice from his throat. The Exiled Prince holds both tag team belts for this pose, but once it’s finished he hands one off to Dionysus, who doesn’t bother to sling it over his shoulder and simply allows it to drag along the ground behind him as the two begin their walk to the ring, pelted by a chorus of boos.)
Meg Reynolds: And their opponents, from the Book of Revelations, they are your PWS: Apex WORLD Tag Team CHAMPIONS; represented by Alexander Lyons and “The Mad God” Dionysus, AAAAAAAAAAAANTITHESIIIIIIIIIIS!
JR Freeman: My God, no matter how many times I see him in person, the sheer SIZE of Dionysus never ceases to amaze me. He truly is a MOUNTAIN of a man!
Alfonso Banks: You’re damn right, JR; how the hell can Sass-N-Bash possibly manage to contend with THAT?! Just looking at him…god, I get chills.
JR Freeman: Are they multiplying?
Alfonso Banks: Don’t you DARE quote Grease songs at me while I’m working! You KNOW I can’t resist John Travolta’s dulcet tones!
(As the announcers bicker, the tag team champions make their way deliberately - and, in Dionysus’ case, ominously - down the ramp towards the ring. They tag no hands, Lyons doesn’t even jaw-jack with fans like his partner Tyson, instead keeping his eyes locked on their opponents and trading some harsh words. Dionysus, meanwhile, lets hs eyes bulge and his lips curl upwards psychotically as he seems to almost BASK in the jeers and resentment the fans are throwing his way. The pair slowly make their way into the ring now - with Dionysus climbing straight in from the floor and Lyons taking the steps - before Lyons climbs up to the top and hoists his belt high again, pounding his chest three times with another primal roar. As this happens, Dionysus simply holds his belt aloft and then SITS DOWN in the centre of the ring, clutching it tightly to his face as he slowly rocks back and forth, Mankind-style.)
Alfonso Banks: You know, JR, huge and terrifyingly unsettling as he may be, I do find I’m FASCINATED by the mind of Dionysus. We’ve seen so little of the man, we don’t really know what makes him “tick”, unlike his stable-mates.
JR Freeman: I agree wholeheartedly, Alf. There’s just something about the power he’s supplying…
Alfonso Banks: No…
JR Freeman: It’s…
Alfonso Banks: No no no!
JR Freeman: Electrifying.
Alfonso Banks: God DAMMIT, JR! That’s gonna be stuck in my head for this WHOLE match!
(Speaking of the match, the two teams now square off in the centre of the mat, with Bella and Lyons getting directly in each others’ faces, jaw-jacking and posturing, while Dionysus looms over Malachi, grinning widely, though the Irishman doesn’t back down. The referee raises the tag belts in the middle of the ring, each team chooses a representative (unsurprisingly, it’s Mal for Sass-N-Bash and the overeager Dionysus for the champions), and the other two exit the ropes as the bell rings. Predictably, this one gets off to a BLISTERING start, with Dionysus looming over Malachi, apparently attempting to use his intimidation factor, but the black sheep of the O’Connell family is clearly unimpressed and IMMEDIATELY begins to lay into the giant with some stiff Knife-Edge Chops! Dionysus practically no-sells each one, tanking them and simply laughing in Malachi’s face, which only serves to make him angrier, causing the chops to increase in both intensity and frequency. This DOES cause the big man to move just a little bit, but he cracks his neck and grins, motioning for Malachi to give him more. This only serves to enrage the challenger further, so he obliges, winding up and taking several steps back before LAUNCHING himself forward with a Chop so vicious and so sharp that it causes the audience to simultaneously, audibly WINCE…and Dionysus reels for just a moment. Mal seeks to press his advantage, running the ropes and looking for his Running Back Elbow signature move early…but he runs directly into a Clothesline from the monster that causes him to flip and land on his stomach on the mat. From there, Dionysus moves to press HIS advantage, standing on the fallen opponent’s exposed back and stepping up to put his full weight down. He manages to grab one leg as well, locking in a modified Standing version of his Single-Leg Boston Crab, with one foot still fully digging into Malachi’s back! As Malachi cries out and squirms under the hold, Lyons steps through the ropes, pointing and shouting at Bella Madison, and the referee gets in his face to get him out of the ring. As this is happening, it provides a perfect opportunity for Dionysus to grab the ropes for leverage, allowing him to put even more weight on Malachi’s back and hold it there for far longer than five seconds.)
JR Freeman: Damn it, what a DISGUSTING display of unsportsmanship by ANTITHESIS!
Alfonso Banks: You call it disgusting unsportsmanship, JR, I call it brilliant strategic thinking!
JR Freeman: Well, Alf, I think they better shape up!
Alfonso Banks: JR…
JR Freeman: ‘Cause they need a win!
Alfonso Banks: JR, I swear to god!
(The referee, unfortunately for our champions, cannot be distracted forever, and does quickly manage to get Lyons back out onto the apron. He then moves to turn his attention to the actions of Dionysus, immediately getting in the Mad God’s face to scold him. The behemoth of a man merely grins, stepping off of Malachi and advancing on the referee, who backs away with his hands raised, still telling off the Horseman of Death bravely! THIS tactic, however, proves to be merely ANOTHER distraction, as Lyons then sprints around the apron to where Malachi is lying prone, grasping the bottom rope and clutching his back as he attempts to get back up, and shatters those hopes with a VICIOUS Soccer Kick to the fallen challenger! The crowd erupts in jeers for these underhanded tactics, but Lyons just smirks and spreads his arms, basking in their hatred. He drops off the apron and heads back to their corner, getting an earful from Bella Madison, as Dionysus once again takes advantage in the ring, moving over to the fallen body of the Irishman and suddenly planting him on the mat AGAIN with a frankly impressive Deadlift German Suplex. He goes for a cover…)
ONE!
TWO!
NO! MAL GETS A SHOULDER UP!
(Dionysus growls his displeasure and smacks the mat at this call, immediately shouting at the referee and getting in his face again, but this time the official doesn’t back down. Dio looks as though he’s likely to strike, potentially costing the champions the match right here, seething and stamping his feet and balling up his fists into his own hair, screaming in fury…but then he inhales sharply and grows eerily calm. A wicked, sinister smile crosses the huge human being’s face as he turns his attention to Malachi once more, slowly advancing on him as he desperately crawls towards his corner…
JR Freeman: Dionysus is going to have to watch it. He’ll get hs team disqualified.
Alfonso Banks: I mean…yeah…but they won’t lose the titles that way…
(Malachi gets to Bella, diving to make the tag, as Bella hops up on the ropes, springboarding into the ring and trying to take Dionysus down with a diving lariat, but of course the big man doesn’t budge. Bella runs against the ropes, and Dionysus seems to expect her to try another clothesline, but Bella does a baseball slide through Dio’s legs, getting up behind him, and nailing him with a dropkick to the back that causes him to stumble forward to the ropes. He stumbles back, and Bella delivers a kick to his calf, which causes Dio to drop to a knee, and Bella follows that with a superkick tothe back of the head. Mal has regained himself on he apron, as Bella goes over and tags him in, and he gets in the ring, as the two set up for a tag team move.)
JR Freeman: That’s what they’re going to have to do to keep the big man down, work together.
Alfonso Banks: Yeah, but whatever they are about to do, they better hurry. Lyons is getting back into this.
(Mostly recovered from his battle on the outside, Lyons leaps onto the apron to assist his partner in this double-team attack. Unfortunately, his timing is just slightly off, and he hits the apron exactly as Bella and Mal work in tandem to Irish Whip Dionysus into the ropes, causing the giant to collide with his own partner and send him crashing back to the outside! From here they keep the pressure on the giant, with Bella literally leaping onto Mal’s shoulders to get enough height to drop him with the Ashes to Ashes DDT! She barely needs to do anything to get Dionysus to sit up, though, and he gets BLASTED with a V-Trigger from Mal! The pair don’t seem content to stop there, though, it seems - likely remembering the giant’s previous kick-out after the “Beautiful Malice” - so both Malachi AND Bella head to the top rope, leaping off simultaneously to perform a Moonsault and a Second-Generation Phoenix Splash, a MODIFIED EBB-N-FLOW! Both partners then stay draped over the giant simultaneously, but the referee shrugs and counts anyway…)
ONE!
TWO!
THREE! THIS ONE IS OVER!
Meg Reynolds: Here is your winner, and NEW PWS: APEX Tag-Team Champions, Sass-N-Bass, Bella Madison and Malachi!
JR Freeman: Holy…wow! They did it! New champs!
Alfonso Banks: Oh, I bet the other members of Antithesis are NOT going to be happy about this.
JR Freeman: Congratulations to Bella and Mal, though. A hard fought victory.
(The cameras catch a shot of Bella and Mal celebrating together, as they are handed the title belts. Mal gives Bella a kiss, before they go to opposite turnbuckles to pose for the crowd.)
WINNERS= AND NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS SASS-N-BASH (MALACHI AND BELLA MADISON)
(The cameras fade up to a black screen that says "earlier today" in white letters. This fades to show Alexis Makarios and Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez sitting on a couch in the back with Alexis's parents sitting on a couch across from them, with a small coffee table separating them. Everyone looked a little nervous.)
Mrs. Makarios: So… I bet you are ready to finally hear the truth about those papers.
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: I’ve been ready… ever since I found them…
Alexis Makarios: Same here… so… why are there adoption papers for Jenn?
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: And why are they signed by my parents but not you guys?
Alexis Makarios: Why didn't we know about it?
Mr. Makarios: See, the topic came up when we were getting papers to make us your legal guardian so we could do things like register you for school, take you to the doctor, and what not. They made their intention to not come back for you or send for you very clear.
Mrs. Makarios: They even made a horrible joke… maybe it WASN'T a joke, I don’t know. I remember your father very clearly saying “At this rate, you should just adopt her so that you don’t have to worry about contacting us ever again”. It broke my heart into a million pieces, Jenn. We never wanted them to hurt you again.
Mr. Makarios: So… we took things into our own hands. Literally. We went to a lawyer, we had the papers drawn up and we sent them to their lawyers. We wanted them to look it over and then all of the sudden they came back to us already signed and everything. It threw me off. Took them 2 days to get those papers signed and sent back. I didn’t expect them to be delivered back that fast.
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: So… they were just WILLING to sign their rights away? Without hesitation?
Mrs. Makarios: That's… part of why we never moved forward with it. Not because we didn't want to. We did. We do. We love you Jenn. You ARE our daughter. No piece of paper can ever change that. But you were so young and fragile. Still dealing with them leaving you behind. When they came back so fast… we didn't know how it would affect you.
(Jenn's face slowly started to grow an angry look on her face, not towards any of them, just the fact that her parents gave her away like she didn’t matter, you could almost tell she wanted to get up and start walking away from the convo but she didn’t.)
Mr. Makarios: We kept trying to wait for a time when we wouldn’t hurt you by bringing it up… next thing we knew you girls had graduated and moved on to the next part of life. And it was just… too late. But now that it’s out in the open. The offer still stands over all these years. It’s never too late to sign these papers and make it official.
Mrs. Makarios: I know it may seem strange, being adopted as an adult, but it happens more than you think! We actually looked into it after you called us. And it is DEFINITELY still an option.
Mr. Makarios: Look, I get your upset and angry. I can't say I blame you. We should have asked you back then what you wanted to do. But… we didn't want to hurt you.
Mrs. Makarios: We wanted to adopt you. We wanted you to be a legal member of our family, to be a Makarios. We never saw you as any less our daughter than we did Alexis.
Alexis Makarios: So let me get this straight… you guys were gonna adopt Jenn when we were younger, but didn't because you didn't want her to feel more abandoned by her birth parents?
Mr. Makarios: That's right, sweetheart.
Alexis Makarios: So we could have REALLY been sisters??? Like real true legit SISTERS???
Mrs. Makarios: Yes… and as he said… It's not too late. To make it official and legal.
(Alexis's face glowed as she smiled from ear to ear. Jenn also grew a slight smile on her face but as quick as it came it went away….)
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: But….what about Madison? I don’t want her to feel like I’ve abandoned her either, I mean after all she just lost her parents and she’s not… she’s still upset by it.
Mrs. Makarios: Say no more, hun. There is ALWAYS room in the Makarios family, and plenty of love to spread around. We always wanted more kids, but it was never in the cards for us.
Mr. Makarios: And then you came into our lives Jenn, and you filled us with so much happiness and love. We are more than happy to take her in too, if she wants to that is.
(Jenn pulls out her phone and starts to text her sister, she’s in a hotel not that far from the Arena, she didn’t want to sit around doing anything. As she’s texting her a big smile grew on her face. One of the biggest smiles we’ve seen from her in a long, LONG time.)
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: Alright, she said she’s coming. I guess there’s a reason why Gracie was so level-headed about this. She gets a new set of grandparents and her baby girl gets a new set of great grandparents!
Mrs. Makarios: Yes yes! Now, where is that soon to be our official granddaughter and great grandbaby??? I need baby snuggles…
(Madison barges into the room doors, looking for something or someone that Jenn texted her about, she’s looking around out of breath, like she ran from the hotel to get here.)
Madison Carpenter: Where is Toby Keith at!?
Collateral Damage Title Match
Street Fight
Miss Puppies vs Violet Amelia Holt
Alfonso Banks: What a night we have had so far! New Tag Team Champions… and now we are about to crown a new Collateral Damage Champion!
JR Freeman: That’s right! For those who may have missed it, after successfully defending his title at Crusade against Violet, Jonathan Sanders had the belt stolen right out from under his nose when Mike Hawk cashed in his Destination Next briefcase and took advantage of the champion after a grueling match.
Alfonso Banks: It was genius! No one saw it coming!
JR Freeman: Indeed. No one suspected he would cash in for a title other than the World Title.
Alfonso Banks: Then he piggybacked off the precedent that Mack McKane himself set up, cashing in said title for a spot in tonight's Elimination Chamber.
JR Freeman: Which led to this match tonight, for the vacant belt! Two women who HATE each other with a passion!
Alfonso Banks: This oughta be fun…
(The cameras turn from the announcers table to the ring where Meg Reynolds was standing with a mic in hand.)
Meg Reynolds: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the vacant PWS:APEX COLLATERAL DAMAGE CHAMPIONSHIP! This bout is a street fight, and will take place on the streets of Phoenix, AZ! The winner will be determined by pinfall or submission, falls count anywhere! Introducing our challengers, first we have from the Dog Pound… MISS PUPPIES! And her opponent, from Orlando Florida… VIOLET AMELA HOLT!!!
(The cameras cut to the streets of Phoenix, where Miss Puppies and Violet have already begun to fight with the referee standing close. But not TOO close. This was one fight he did NOT want involved in! The sound of the bell echoes through the arena.)
DING DING DING
(With the match “officially” underway Violet grabs Puppies by the arm and tosses her from the street to the sidewalk, where she slams her back right into a hot dog vendor cart! Violet grabs her by the throat and reaches over to grab the first thing she can find… which just so happened to be a footlong hotdog. She looked confused for a second before SLAPPING it right across the face of Puppies!)
Alfonso Banks: OH GOD! VIOLET JUST SLAPPED PUPPIES WITH A FOOTLONG!
JR Freeman: Probably no a first for her…
(Miss Puppies reaches around too, looking for something, ANYTHING, to get this crazy woman off her! She grabs something and brings it in front of her. She had grabbed a ketchup bottle! She squirts it right in the face of Violet, causing her to scream out and release Puppies throat. Puppies chuckles a bit before tossing the bottle to the ground. She starts ripping the cart apart before grinning when she found something. She grabs Violet by the hair and slams her up against a tree that was standing next to the vendor cart. Puppies then grabs about 4 regular hot dogs and starts shoving them in Violet’s mouth!!!)
JR Freeman: Miss Puppies just shoved 4 hot dogs in Violet’s mouth!
Alfonso Banks: Use the proper terms! Wieners! Violet has 4 wieners in her mouth!
JR Freeman: I bet Heather Haze is jealous right now.
Alfonso Banks: I bet Heather Haze can handle more than 4…
JR Freeman: I hate you.
(Miss Puppies and Violet are fighting down the sidewalk when they turn into a small park with a decent sized water fountain in the middle. Puppies grabs Violet and tries to throw her in, but Violet escapes and uses her short stature to her advantage to trip Puppies, causing her to fall over the edge of the fountain, her face inches from the water. Violet jumps on her back and starts shoving Puppies face in the water! Puppies screams, trying to free herself so she can breathe!)
JR Freeman: These two are doing nothing short of trying to KILL each other!
(Violet pulls Puppies face up out of the water and screams at her “HAD ENOUGH?” to which Puppies screams back “FUCK YOU!”. Violet shoves Puppies head back in the water, doing her best to hold it under water! Violet’s gaze then becomes distracted as a face pops up from under the water. The all too familiar face of The Squid-Man! This distracted her enough that Puppies was able to get her head above water, taking in a huge gasp of air. Her eyes see The Squid-
Man staring at them.)
Miss Puppies: YOU AGAIN???
The Squid-Man: I am a squid.
(As quickly as he appeared, his head disappeared back underwater causing Violet to squint her eyes in confusion. Ths was the only opening Puppies needed to grab Violet’s head and flip her over her back, landing in the fountain with a large splash. Puppies puts her foot on Violet’s chest and tries to pin!)
1… NO!
(Violet pushes Puppies off of her and brings her head back above water. As they continue to fight in the fountain, a security guard comes over and tells them to leave.)
Alfonso Banks: What the hell? LET THEM FIGHT!!!
JR Freeman: Well, now they both are soaking wet for the rest of the match
Alfonso Banks: But Violet no longer has ketchup on her face!
(Puppies throws Violet through a glass door, causing it to shatter! A loud gasp of a crowd is heard as Puppies steps through the door and looks around. She was inside some fine dining style restaurant. She shrugs as she picks Violet up and throws her on top of one of the tables, causing the people to jump back. She grabs a glass of wine that was on the table and chugs it down before looking disgusted,)
Miss Puppies: WHAT IS THAT? PISS WATER?
(She throws the glass, leaving enough of an opening that Violet was able to grab a plate and smash it over Puppies’s head! Puppies drops to the ground and Violet goes for a pin!)
1…2…3!?! NO KICKOUT!
(Puppies gets her shoulder up just in time! Violet looks pissed as she gets to her feet and stomps on Puppies face a few times before lifting her up to her feet. She drags Puppies back outside and throws her up against a brick wall. Violet takes a few steps back and charges at Puppies, going for a spear! Puppies sees her coming and catches her as she runs, using her size to her advantage, lifts her up and slams her to the ground, going for a pin!)
1…2…KICKOUT!
(Violet winces in pain, holding her back, as she rolls a little bit. Puppies picks her up to her feet and lifts her to a stalling suplex. Violet fights against it a little bit, and is able to slid herself down Puppies back and stands behind her. She kicks the back of Puppies knee, sending her down to roughly the same height as Violet.)
JR Freeman: Violet has a clear size disadvantage… Miss Puppies is a good 8 inches taller than her.
Alfonso Banks: I wonder what Violet has in mind???
(As Puppies is down on her knees, Violet runs in front of her and connects with a Nose Reconstruction (Shining Wizard)! Puppies drops to the ground and pins!)
1…2…3!!!
DING DING DING!!!
Meg Reynolds: AND YOUR WINNER AND NEW COLLATERAL DAMAGE CHAMPION… VIOLET AMELIA HOLT!!!
(The referee hands Violet the belt. Violet grasps it tightly and falls to her knees, exhausted, as the cameras cut back to commentary)
Alfonso Banks: HOLY SHIT!
JR Freeman: What a crazy match!
WINNER= AND NEW COLLATERAL DAMAGE CHAMPION VIOLET AMELIA HOLT
(The lights kick out and a video starts playing of a random wartime newsreel.)
“In these unprecidented times…”
“Ask NOT what your country can do for you!”
“SAY IT LOUD! I’M BLACK AND I’M PROUD!”
(The scenes start shifting to those of pure olympic greco roman wrestling morphing into amateur wrestling.)
“...with a broken, freakin’ neck!”
“Oh HELL YEAH!!!!”
“There’s more worlds out there we don’t even recognize.”
‘You think he’s raising an army?
You think he ISN’T?
(The scenes start intertwining together as we hear a song growing in the background before it takes over…)
“CAN YOU HEAR THE SILENCE!
CAN YOU SEE THE DARK!?
CAN YOU FIX THE BROKEN
CAN YOU FEEL…”
Dorium Maldovar: All those stories you’ve heard about them, they’re not stories. They’re true! Really, you’re not telling me you don’t know what’s coming.
“CAN YOU FEEL MY HEEEEEEEEEEART!!!!
”(And then we flash scenes counting every single asshole who’s been crossing the lines his family drew in the sand in the first place…)
Dorium Maldovar: Do you know why they call it a Demon’s Run?
*Suddenly the scenes shift to fields of wildflowers, bustling streams, friends enjoying coffee together, everything back in homeostasis as it SHOULD…
Record Scratch.
Black.)
Dorium Maldovar: Demon’s Run…
(We see a shadow standing just out of a spotlight starting to walk forward.)
Dorium Maldovar: When a good man…
(We see the man enter the frame and as he raises his face to the sky…)
Dorium Maldovar: …Goes To WAR.
“KEEP YOUR HOPES UP HIGH AND YOUR HEAD DOWN LOW!!!
(The crowd absolutely explodes as blasting pyros fill the arena as the movie focuses on the man in frame…it’s Jack Russow. All he does…is smirk…wink…then drop the camera as the smoke clears and we are back in the arena.)
Alfonso Banks: Now what the Hell does THAT mean!?
JR Freeman: I don’t know, partner but I think it means…the PWS is being watched.
Alfonso Banks: We were doing so good…all we had to deal with was Audrey and she’s like the nicest one…
JR Freeman: Well…I hate to tell ya partner…but.
Alfonso Banks: DON’T SAY THE NAME!!!
JR Freeman: JACK RUSSOW!!!
Alfonso Banks: I RETIRE!!! I RETIRE RIGHT NOW!!!
JR Freeman: We may not know where or when but we now know that there’s a new conscience of PWS and the name on the jersey…is Russow.
The camera cuts backstage as we see Heather heading toward the tunnel leading to ringside, the “go” position right before the curtains. The thunderous sound of the crowd can be heard from outside and she looks to be prepping herself with some last minute hyping up. She hops in place in her blinged out ring gear, dripped with diamond-like sequins, listening for her cue, when she hears her own loud moans coming down the end of the hallway.
Curious, She then follows the trail of her own sounds before spotting two backstage workers in the corner, snickering and laughing at their phones, watching Heather's latest expedition with the sybian on the Howard Stern Show.
She then walks up to the culprits, smiling as she moves a strand of her hair from her face.
Heather Haze: "Heyy guys..lemme guess, you watching Me on the Howard Stern Show? How was I? Did you boys like it?
The backstage workers nod in unison and smile, giving her a thumbs up.
Heather Haze: "May I see it?"
The worker looks over his companion before shrugging his shoulder and happily handing over his phone to her. She then grabs the phone from his hand and looks at herself humping the Sybian before Her face morphs in to a scowl as she HURLS the phone down on the floor, and viciously STOMPS on it before turning her gaze towards the now terrified workers, shaking in their boots!
Heather Haze: "Don't you fuckers have anything better to do?! I am literally just minutes away from the biggest match of my career...LITERALLY...and you two slimy fucks can't think of anything better to do than to ruin my concentration! Unbelievable. Ugh!!"
Heather sighs loudly before holding her hands up in exasperation as she turns away, heading out of the curtain.
United Title Match
30 Minute Ironwoman Match
Cleo Philips (c) vs Alexis Makarios
(The lights dim as the opening chords of “MZ Hyde” by Halestorm hit.)
Meg Reynolds: The following contest is an Iron Woman match, and it is for the UNIIITEEEED Championship!
(Strobe lights start to flash at the top of the ramp as Alexis Makarios comes out from behind the curtain and stops at the top of the ramp. The arena fills with a chorus of “FIRECRACKER”. She smiles big as she looks around, taking it all in.)
Meg Reynolds: Introducing first, from Sydney Australia, she is the Aussie Firecracker… ALEXIS MAKAAAAAAARIOS!!!
(The lights brighten back up as Alexis starts making her way down the ramp, high fiving fans as she goes. Once she gets to the bottom of the ramp she stops and motions for the fans to keep going. As they do, she slides into the ring under the bottom rope and hops to her feet.)
JR Freeman: This is going to be one hell of a match, Alf!
Alfonso Banks: Agreed, JR.
(Alexis goes to a corner and hops up on the ropes posing for the fans. She hops down and goes to the opposite corner and does the same. She then goes to the middle as she awaits the champion.)
Meg Reynolds: And her opponent…
(A loud pyro explosion leads into the beat to "Gangsta's Paradise" echoes throughout the arena, as the lyrics begin Cleo swaggers out onto the stage, she folds her arms and looks around at the crowd from behind her shades.)
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I take a look at my life, and realize there's nothin' left
'Cause I've been blastin' and laughin' so long
That even my momma thinks that my mind is gone
(Cleo pounds her chest twice and points around the arena before making her way down the ramp.)
Meg Reynolds: From The Bronx, she is The Body Snatcher, and the PWS: Apex UNITED CHAAAMPIOOONNN… CLEEEEOOOOOO PHIIIILLIIIPS!!
(The song continues.)
But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of
You better watch how you talkin' and where you walkin'
Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk
(Once at ringside, she jumps on the apron and rolls into the ring, where she postures and poses for the crowd as some more pyros go off.)
I really hate to trip, but I gotta loc
As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke
Fool, I'm the kinda G the little homies wanna be like
On my knees in the night, sayin' prayers in the streetlight
(Finally she poses on the turnbuckle, her title raised above her head as the chorus comes in.)
Been spendin' most their lives livin' in the gangsta's paradise
Been spendin' most their lives livin' in the gangsta's paradise
Keep spendin' most our lives livin' in the gangsta's paradise
Keep spendin' most our lives livin' in the gangsta's paradise
JR Freeman: I don’t think either woman in this match wants to give up.
Alfonso Banks: No, indeed, this will be 30 straight minutes of pure entertainment!
(DING DING DING!)
30:00
(The match starts off strong with Cleo in control, grabbing Lexi and tossing her into the ropes with an irish whip, following that up with a lariat. She runs to the ropes herself, jumping off as soon as Alexis gets up into a crossbody! She stomps and kicks Alexis’ prone body a few times before picking her up and dropping her again with a suplex.)
JR Freeman: Cleo Phillips with the early-match display of dominance!
Alfonso Banks: This woman’s a badass, pure and simple!
(Cleo picks Lexi up once more and tosses her out of the ring under the bottom rope. She smirks, heading to the opposite side of the ring, running and diving over the ropes, but Lexi has the wherewithal to get out of the way, making Cleo crash and burn on the outside! Lexi stands, picking Cleo up and hitting a powerbomb onto the audience barricade! Cleo holds her back as she falls to the ground, and Lexi starts stomping on the other girl’s gut, while the referee counts. Hearing the ref’s count reach six, she picks Cleo up again, hitting a belly-to-back suplex onto the apron, then slides into the ring.)
JR Freeman: Wow, what an impactful suplex!
Alfonso Banks: Yeah, no kidding, Alexis is not to be underestimated!
25:00
(Cleo writhes for a bit, managing to slide into the ring as the ref’s count hits 8. Lexi immediately starts taking control of the match again, running and hitting a bulldog, then literally kicking Cleo while she’s down, before heading up to the top rope. By the time she’s gotten herself adjusted, she goes to hit a moonsault but Cleo’s moved. Alexis hits the mat and Cleo manages to pull herself up. Cleo doesn’t waste the opportunity, picking Lexi up into a Lou Thesz press, and subsequently a slam from the same. She grabs Alexis’ arm and nods towards the audience, before locking in an armbar!)
JR Freeman: Armbar! Will Alexis tap!?
Alfonso Banks: I’d let Cleo put ME in an armbar.
JR Freeman: What?
Alfonso Banks: What?
JR Freeman: …Moving on…
(Alexis struggles, the move having been locked in in the center of the ring, but she still tries to reach the ropes anyway. Failing that, she musters up the strength to flip over onto her stomach, her arm bending under her body as she reaches over with the other arm, locking Cleo in a headlock, wrenching on it hard. Cleo sees no other option and lets go of the arm, hitting Lexi a few times to make her break the headlock. The audience applauds the technical prowess and both girls end up getting to their feet at about the same time.)
20:00
(Cleo runs at Lexi, looking for the Milly Rock, before Alexis counters with a Spinning Heel Kick, knocking Cleo to the mat. She immediately heads up to the top rope, hitting a Down Unda Thunda! She goes for the pin…)
1!
2!
(No, a kickout! The score remains 0-0. Alexis sighs, picking Cleo up and hitting a running powerslam to get her closer to the center of the ring, before locking in the Aussie Lock!)
JR Freeman: Cleo’s in a bad position here!
Alfonso Banks: True, but she’s a tenacious, sexy competitor, so she can get herself out of this!
JR Freeman: What was that you called her?
Alfonso Banks: Tenacious.
(Cleo struggles for a bit, before deciding it’s easier to tap out and save herself further pain, sacrificing a point to make sure she can finish the match. The score goes up 1-0 in favour of Alexis, who’s told to break the hold. She does, and walks to the ropes, nodding and saying “That’s right,” the fans mostly supporting her. Cleo, meanwhile, has enough time to roll out of the ring. Lexi goes to jump after her, but Cleo moves and she stops herself, sliding out instead. Cleo runs at Lexi, hitting a lariat, before jumping up onto the barricade. Managing to balance herself, she jumps off and hits a flying nothing, as Alexis moves out of the way of a double stomp.)
JR Freeman: Both of these women are avoiding each other like the plague!
Alfonso Banks: Shouldn’t we really update that phrase?
JR Freeman: We probably should, but it’ll just make everyone sad.
(Alexis slides into the ring, then back out again to reset the count, before going under the ring to grab a chair. Sliding herself and Cleo back into the ring, she lifts it up, looking to hit Cleo with it, Cleo screaming “Do it! Do it, hit me!” as she does. Lexi looks at her, then at the chair, as her opponent gets up, and turns around, tossing the chair away, outside the ring, saying “That’s not who I am anymore,” before turning around into a Milly Rock!)
JR Freeman: Oh Dios Mio!
Alfonso Banks: What he said, but sexier!
JR Freeman: Huh?
15:00
(As the timer ticks down to 15 minutes, the referee counts as Cleo hooks the leg.)
1!
2!
3!
(The first pinfall point is counted, as it goes up to 1-1. Cleo leans down, saying to Alexis “You should’ve taken the shot!” She grabs Alexis’ arm, pulling her up, whipping her into the turnbuckle as she runs at Lexi with a running knee strike. She smiles, possibly at the fact that a running/flying move finally hit, and after Lexi falls to the mat, she hops to the second rope and hits a splash. She hooks the leg again.)
1!
2!
(No, a kickout!)
JR Freeman: Will anything put Alexis down?
Alfonso Banks: Well, the Milly Rock did, but only because she didn’t see it coming!
JR Freeman: True, Cleo might have to start sneaking up on Alexis in order for her to get the point lead!
(Cleo stands, picking up Lexi and setting up for the Set It Off, but Lexi counters and pushes her into the ropes. When she comes back, Lexi hits a dropkick, then picks her up and hits a lariat, overwhelming Cleo with punches to the head before being headbutted. She starts punching again, but Cleo grabs her head and headbutts her again, and again, and again, until finally Alexis stops and collapses onto the mat.)
(Cleo grabs her, picking her up, and finally hits the Set It Off! She goes for the pin.)
1!
2!
…
(Alexis grabs the rope at the last minute! Cleo shakes her head, saying “You got lucky”, as she picks her up again.)
10:00
(Delivering a roundhouse kick, Cleo falls herself, picking herself up with the ropes, but Alexis has picked herself up too. Neither girl wanting to give up, Lexi kicks Cleo in the legs, causing her to fall again, then grabs her by the leg and locks in a leg lock!)
JR Freeman: Clever! She can’t hit the Milly Rock again if she doesn’t have a leg to stand on!
Alfonso Banks: True enough, and who wouldn’t want to wrap themselves around Cleo’s legs?
JR Freeman: I’m going to pretend you didn’t say that.
(Cleo reaches for the ropes, grabbing one. The ref starts counting and Lexi lets go at 3, before turning around and picking Cleo up, hitting a double-arm DDT and using the ropes to stand. She gets onto the top rope, and hops off, only to be caught in The Lockup! Lexi starts hitting her in the face, and by the end of the hold the ref has to start counting them both out.)
1!
2!
3!
4!
(Both have gotten up, panting as they do. Cleo takes immediate advantage, or tries to, as she run across the ring, looking for the Milly Rock, but ends up collapsing to one leg, where Alexis takes advantage, kneeing her in the face to knock her to the mat. She goes up to the top rope, and when Cleo stands up, BANG! She gives her Greetings From Australia! Going for the cover, she has a rabid look in her eyes.)
1!
2!
…
3!
(The fall is counted and Alexis goes 2-1. She picks Cleo up to deliver another move, but Cleo shoves her into the corner, hitting another running knee into said corner, causing Lexi to fall into a sitting position, at which point, using the top rope for leverage, Cleo puts a foot on her and starts stomping mudholes.)
5:00
JR Freeman: Just 5 minutes left in this match, and neither woman can stand on their own anymore!
Alfonso Banks: After I’m done with Cleo, she w-
JR Freeman: For the sake of everyone in this arena tonight, Alf, do NOT finish that sentence.
(Having kicked Lexi a couple of times, Cleo then picks her up by the hair and lands several slaps. Finally having enough, she hits a Bronx Kick and goes for the pin again!)
1!
(Lexi powers out at 1.5, standing up with her newfound adrenaline. She lands several midsection kicks on her opponent, before hitting the ropes and rebounding into a running Chick Kick, then collapses onto the mat. Both women are down, and the referee counts.)
1!
2!
3!
4!
5!
6!
7!
8!
9!
…
10!
(The fall is counted. Both women get a point, as the count starts again, both of them standing after about a 3. The crowd is cheering for both of them.)
JR Freeman: The score is now 3-2 in favour of the challenger! We might have a new champion here tonight!
Alfonso: Yeah, assuming Cleo doesn’t capitalize!
(Cleo looks at Lexi. Lexi looks at Cleo. They both realize the time limit and Lexi slides out of the ring, taking a breather, but Cleo doesn’t let her, running and diving over the top with a crossbody! She starts hitting knees on Alexis, who counters by slapping her in the face, pulling herself up with the assistance of the turnbuckle. Both girls exchange kicks, letting the count reach 9 before they both slide into the ring, breathing heavily and exhausted. The timer ticks down and Cleo panics, picking Lexi up and hitting a New York Minute! She goes for the pin, but before the ref can even start counting Alexis has a hand on the bottom rope!)
1:00
(Cleo notices the 1 minute mark has come and starts laying in the punches. She elbows her a few times for good measure. She lifts Alexis up, just managing to toss her shoulder-first into the turnbuckle before collapsing herself. She stands and limps over to Alexis, pulling her out from between the turnbuckle pads. She stands in the center of the ring, Alexis completely out of it, and she finally, mercifully, hits the Set It Off!)
Alfonso Banks: Set It Off!
JR Freeman: We’re gonna have a tie! The match will be ruled a no contest, she’ll keep her title!
Alfonso Banks: If she can pin her!
JR Freeman: Indeed, if she can get to Lexi and pin her, before time runs out, she’ll retain!
Alfonso Banks: …She could pin me.
JR Freeman: God dammit, Alf! Get your mind out of the gutter for once!
Alfonso Banks: And part ways with the homeless guy it’s made friends with? Not a chance.
(Cleo lays on the mat, her facing upwards, Alexis facing downwards. She tries to move but she can’t quite do so. Finally she manages to flip herself over, which brings her a little closer, before dragging herself over on her hands and knees, and just barely manages to drape an arm over Alexis.)
1!
2!
…
DING DING DING!
(The timer expires before the referee’s hand can count the 3! Cleo looks stunned. Lexi, being woken up by the referee, looks… a little out of it, but celebratory, as she’s handed her new title.)
Meg Reynolds: Here is your winner, AND NEEEEEEEEEWWWWWW PWS: APEX UNITED CHAMPION… ALEEEXXXXISSSS MAKAAAARIOOOOSSS!!!
Alfonso Banks: My god!
JR Freeman: We have a new United champion!
(“Mz. Hyde” plays as Lexi stares, bewildered, at her title belt, looking at Cleo, who still can’t believe what just happened. Soon, however, she goes over to Lexi, both still sitting on the mat, and shakes her hand, raising it for all to see. The crowd chants “That was Awesome” and “You Deserve It” as Cleo and Alexis are both helped out of the ring, neither one of them able to walk under their own power.)
JR Freeman: What a knock-down brawl that was! Both women knocked the stuffing out of each other!
Alfonso Banks: Yeah, and I’m proud of Lexi! I agree with the crowd, she DOES deserve it!
JR Freeman: Oh my god, Alf…
Alfonso Banks: What?
JR Freeman: I think we need to mark this day down on the calendar… we agreed on something!
WINNER= AND NEW UNITED CHAMPION - ALEXIS MAKARIOS
JR Freeman: Tonight has been simply amazing! We have crowned THREE, count em, THREE new champions tonight!
Alfonso Banks: That’s correct! If you are joining in REALLY late to the party, Violet Amelia Holt has won the vacant Collateral Damage Championship. It was… an interesting battle to say the least!
JR Freeman: And then we saw Malachi and Bella
Alfonso Banks: USE THEIR NAME!
JR Freeman: (sigh) Sass-N-Bash… were crowned the new Tag Team Champions!
Alfonso Banks: And we just witnessed Alexis Makarios overcome Cleo Philips in a 30 minute Ironwoman match to win the United Championship… crowning herself as the first Triple Crown Champion in PWS:APEX history!
JR Freeman: It’s been a night full of action and upsets! And we might see a WHOLE NEW roster of champions shortly. That is if Sierra can’t overcome the other 5 people in that Chamber coming up!
Alfonso Banks: But before we get to that, we are being joined by our CEO and Co-Owner Star Stormz and our General Manager Laura Phoenix.
(The cameras shift to the top of the entrance ramp where Laura and Star both stood, each holding a mic. Once the crowd settled down, they began to speak.)
Star Stormz: I love this time of year, don’t you?
Laura Phoenix: My absolute favorite.
Star Stormz: Destiny… the biggest show of the year. Now, I KNOW you all have been waiting for more news about Destiny. While we have revealed that it is going to take place in Hawaii. Honolulu to be exact.
Laura Phoenix: And it’s going to be a 2 night, all out FESTIVAL! Signings! Meet and greets! Parties! The whole enchilada!
Star Stormz: But there’s one thing that everyone looks forward to with Destiny, and it is going to be part of the festivities as always… the Hall of Fame!
(The crowd erupts. They once more wait for the crowd to calm down before continuing.)
Laura Phoenix: The time of year that we immortalize those who have left their mark on the PWS. Those from the past who helped build this company to what it is today. And those of you who have followed us since the good ole days over a decade ago… you know there is no shortage of people who have done EXACTLY that!
Star Stormz: So we went through list after list, dropping name after name before choosing our inductees for the class of 2022… and it was a hard choice.
Laura Phoenix: It really was. So many names got brought up. So many legends, so many people deserving… but how do we narrow it down?
Star Stormz: A 12 hour meeting and a LOT of coffee?
Laura Phoenix: It tracks…
(Laura shrugs and they both chuckle a little bit.)
Laura Phoenix: Which is why it is our honor to announce this year's first inductee. She is super sweet, always smiling, and god knows that woman wears a LOT of pink.
Star Stormz: And glitter… She's a former Vixxxen’s Champion from the PWSi days. A 2 time Queen of the Ring winner. She is quite possibly the nicest person in the world.
Laura Phoenix: Sometimes a bit TOO nice. But I’m pretty sure these fans have figured out that this year's first inductee is none other than CANDY!!!
(The crowd erupts in cheers as Candy’s music “Pour Some Sugar on Me” by Def Leppard echoes through the arena. The crowd erupts even louder as an overly excited Candy pops out from backstage and rushes over and TACKLE HUGS Laura, nearly knocking her right off her feet! When she was done hugging Laura, she turned to Star and jumped up and down a few times before hugging Star so tight she almost couldn’t breathe. After Star peels Candy off of her, both Laura and Star take a step back and hold out their hands so Candy can take in the crowd's energy. She stands there, tears streaming down her cheek.)
Alfonso Banks: WOW! What a choice for the Hall of Fame!
JR Freeman: A very strong addition to the halls, if you ask me. Congratulations Candy.
Alfonso Banks: Don’t let her hear you say that… you might get a tackle hug too!
Main Event - World Title Match
Elimination Chamber
Sierra Williams (c) vs Mike Hawk vs Jonathan Sanders vs Audrey Russow vs Tyson Sykes vs Heather Haze
*DING DING*
(The camera cuts to the ring, where Meg Reynolds is inside the Elimination Chamber, as it has been set into place.)
Meg Reynolds: The following contest, is the Elimination Chamber match for the World Championship, and it is our main event of the evening! Two competitors will start in the chamber, with the other four competitors locked in pods around the ring. At five minute intervals, a pod will be opened, and a new competitor will enter the fight, until all six competitors are in the match. Eliminations can occur at any point by pinfall or submission. Now, introducing the competitors…
(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 chorus of boos, though there are some whistles and cat-calls from the men in the audience.)
JR Freeman: I’m sure a bunch of guys are gonna be sleeping on their couches tonight for this.
Alfonso Banks: Who says they’re not single guys trying to follow in Brody Shiner’s pace?
JR Freeman:...I…no. Not even gonna touch that one.
(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.)
Meg Reynolds: Introducing first, from San Fernando Valley, California, Heather Haze!
(The boos and wolf-whistles continue, as Haze makes her way inside the chamber, looking around with a look of concern at her surroundings, as she’s led to her pod. She steps into her pod, and as the door is closed, she taps on the plexi-glass as she keeps looking around at her surroundings.)
JR Freeman: Almost a look of…almost fear? On Heather’s face, as she steps into the demonic structure.
Alfonso Banks: Ha…demonic…Demon’s Run…I see what you did there. And why wouldn’t she be scared? At least a little..she’s got a psycho wanting to kill her in there.
JR Freeman: I don’t think it’s really that, Alf. More, just what she’s signed herself up for in this match.
(Haze’s music fades, as the lights go back to normal, before dimming again, as the opening to “My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark” by Fall Out Boy starts to play over the sound system. The crowd erupts with cheers, as Audrey Russow comes walking out onto the stage. Pyro hits, as the beat of the music hits, as Audrey stands at the top of the stage, donned in her Russow sleeveless hoodie, with the hood up, covering the top of her face, and wearing the skull facemask her and Dan have become synonymous with.)
Meg Reynolds: Introducing her opponent, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, now residing in New York, New York…Audrey Russow!
(The fans continue to cheer, as Audrey makes her way down the ramp, and steps into the chamber. She walks over in front of Heather’s pod, and there, she takes off her facemask to reveal a menacing scowl on her face. She flips the hood of her hoodie down, as she makes her way over to her pod, and steps in. The door is slid closed behind her, as she starts taking off her hoodie to hand to the crew member outside the chamber.)
JR Freeman: Did you see that look Audrey gave Heather?
Alfonso Banks: Yeah, if looks could kill…she’d be pushing up daisies.
JR Freeman: Audrey has been dying to get her hands on Heather. Unfortunately, she’ll have to wait a bit longer, as both her and Heather will be locked in those pods to start with.
(Back in the ring, the lights go out again.)
'A modern-day warrior
Mean, mean stride
Today's Tom Sawyer
Mean, mean pride'
(Leo's metal Cover of Tom Sawyer hits and Tyson Sykes busts through the curtain. Sporting a backwards hat and a cutoff graphic tee slightly too big for him that hangs slightly over his wrestling trunks. He surveys the crowd for a moment before starting to make his way down the ramp.)
Meg Reynolds: Their opponent, from Gorham, New Hampshire, Antithesis member…Tyson Sykes!
(The fans give a mixed reaction, as Sykes gets into the chamber, looking over at Haze, then over at Audrey, before he makes his way to his own pod. Once he gets in, he bangs on the glass, as his door is slid closed, and his music fades.)
JR Freeman: Seems Tyson Sykes is ready for this, and many would say he could be the dark horse in this match.
Alfonso Banks: It will be interesting to see if he and fellow Antithesis member Jonathan Sanders team up in this, or if they go for more the every person for themselves way of doing things.
(The Superman theme by John Williams starts to play over ths sound system. Mike Hawk makes his way out from behind the curtain, stopping and posing on the stage with his hands on his hips as if to say "look at me", as a spotlight shines down.)
Meg Reynolds: Their opponent, from Victoria, British Columbia, Canada…Mike Hawk!
(Hawk starts to walk with a swagger towards the ring, intentionally ignoring the fans trying to interact with him, but occasionally flipping them the bird. He gets to the chamber, and looks up at it, as we can see him take a gulp in his throat before stepping inside. He gets into the ring, and turns around looking at Haze, then Audrey, then Sykes, before he makes his way over to his pod. The door slides closed behind him, as he’s saying something to the crew member, but we can’t make out what it is.)
JR Freeman: Wonder what he’s saying?
Alfonso Banks: How much can I pay you to keep this door closed?
JR Freeman: I mean..you’re not wrong, probably.
(The lights go back to normal, and we wait for a few moments, before "Blood Pigs" begins with a resounding scream, the sound of Otep Shamaya's voice growling "TRAITORS!" as the lights dim and begin to strobe in time with the music. Around the 0:15 mark, when the rhythm changes and the whispered repetitions of "Blood Pig" begin, the lights cease strobing and return to a dim, moody version of "normal". At this point Sanders steps through the curtain, clad in his typical wrestling gear of baggy black shorts (a la classic CM Punk), a black Antithesis t-shirt, and black boots bearing the anarchy logo and the peace sign overlapping in white, as he stands on the entrance stage for a long minute with a resentful, bitter sort of energy, Sanders takes a moment to adjust his wrist-tape before beginning a slow walk towards the ring, head down and bearing a hateful scowl.)
Meg Reynolds: Their opponent, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, Antithesis memer…Jonathan Sanders!
(The fans continue to boo at Sanders, as he makes his way down the ramp. He'll occasionally crack a wicked, sadistic half-smirk at audience members who heckle him before getting to the foot of the chamber. A wicked smirk comes over his face, as he looks up at the chamber before him. He steps into the chamber, taking time to stand in front of each of the pods, before taking his place in the ring, and waiting for the final competitor.)
JR Freeman: A sick look on Sanders’ face. You can tell he’s looking forward to this.
Alfonso Banks: There’s no telling what that crazy bastard has planned.
JR Freeman: There’s really no telling.
(The music dies down, as we wait again for a few moments, before the lights go out, leaving the arena in complete darkness. "Go to sleep" by Eminem starts to play over the sound system, as strobe lights hit the entrance in time with the music. Sierra Williams steps out with a black bandana over her face as she has the PWS: APEX World Championship draped over her shoulder. She takes in the scene for a moment, before she starts making her way down the ramp.)
Meg Reynolds: Their opponent, from Calgary, Alberta, Canada…she is the PWS: APEX World Champion…Sierra Williams!
(Sierra gets to ringside, and looks up at the chamber. She takes off the bandana covering her face, revealing an almost smirk on her face, as she steps into the chamber. The chamber door is closed behind her, as she gets in the ring, taking a moment to hold her title up in the air as she walks over to each one of the pods, before going back to the center of the ring. She hands the title to the ref, and the ref holds it up, before taking it over to get it out of the chamber. The ref checks with both Sanders, then with Sierra, before calling for the bell to start the match.)
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JR Freeman: Here we go! Serra and Sanders starting us off here. This one is gonna be brutal!
Alfonso Banks: You can say that again. You have to consider this as a disadvantage to Sierra, as she’ll have to go through every other person in this match in order to walk out with her title.
JR Freeman: True, but I honestly don’t think she’d rather it be any other way.
(Sierra and Sanders circle around the ring, before lopcking up. Sanders drives Sierra into the corner in font of Hawk’s pod, as he yells at Hawk, before Sierra fights her way out of the corner, and Sanders turns his attention back to her, as if to say “good job there.”)
JR Freeman: Sanders better keep his attention on Sierra while he’s in there with her. He can’t afford to get too cocky.
Alfonso Banks: He’s just messing with Hawk. I’m sure he’s giving Sierra the focus she warrants.
(Back in the ring, Sanders and Sierra get back to the center of the ring. They talk a bit of trash, before they lock up again. Sierra gets Sanders in a headlock, and takes him down, wrenching on the neck. Sanders manages to get his arm away, and starts bashing his forearm into Sierra’s face, forcing her to break the hold, getting some separation, and allowing him to get back to his feet. Sierra gets back to her feet, and the two start to exchange right hand shots, brawling into the corner in front of Tyson Sykes. Sykes is yelling, cheering on Sanders, as Sanders, as Sanders gets Sierra into the corner, and climbs up to rain down with punches, as the crowd counts along.)
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JR Freeman: My God! What strength by Sierra Williams. A good job to create some separation there, especially as the next competitor is about to enter.
Alfonso Banks: Yeah, but she can’t capitalize and get Sanders out of the match, and that could come back to bite her.
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(The lights go dim, as spotlinghts pan through the arena, before settling on the pod of…Tyson Sykes! His pod door slides open, and he gives a smirk, as he steps out, and goes straight after Sierra.)
Alfonso Banks: See! I told you! She didn’t get Sanders out, and now the two Antithesis members are gonna run a train on her.
JR Freeman: That’s…not what that means! She’s not Heather Haze!
(Sykes and Sierra start going at it, trading right hand shots, before Sanders gets back to his feet, and the two Antithesis members gang up on the World Champion. Sierra does her best to fight them off, and she does a good job for a bit, managing to keep them at bay, but a vicious clothesline from Sykes sends her to the mat, as the two stablemates take over. They start kicking her as she’s on the mat.)
JR Freeman: Oh, this is disgusting! Isn’t the chamber supposed to be everyone for themselves?
Alfonso Banks: Alliances happen, JR. Especially when you have two stablemates like Sanders and Sykes. I’m sure they would LOVE for it to come down to the two of them, so beat up everybody until it does.
(Sykes gets Sierra up to her feet, and sets her up for a Full Nelson Slam, while Sanders turns to deliver the Shot of Seratonin kick. However, Sierra moves out of the way at the last second, and Sanders delivers the overhead kick to Sykes! He has a shocked/pissed expression on his face as he’s down on a knee, until Sierra delivers a quick low superkick and then hurriedly goes into the pin on Sykes.)
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Meg Reynolds: Tyson Sykes has been eliminated!
(Sanders can’t believe it, and goes right after Sierra, and the two start brawling again, as the ref helps Sykes roll to the outside of the ring so he can leave the chamber. The door opens, and Sykes walks out, and the door is closed behind him, but not before Sanders tries to throw Sierra out of the chamber, and she hangs on to the side of the chamber like a monkey, hanging on until it’s closed.)
JR Freeman: Nice agility there by Williams.
Alfonso Banks: Not really sure what Sanders was planning to do there.
(Sierra and Sanders keep fighting on the outside of the ring, taking turns driving the other face first into the side of the chamber. Sierra gets Sanders by the head, and brings him over and starts banging his head against the side of Audrey’s pod, as she nods in approval.)
Audrey Russow: Bust him open!
(Sierra gives one last bash of the head against the glass, as the countdown clock appears again on the tron.)
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(The lights dim, and the spotlights scroll across the arena, before they settle on Mike Hawk’s pod, and the door to his pod opens, and he gets a terrified “oh shit help me mother of God” look on his face. He violently shakes his head, and hurriedly pulls his pod door back closed, yelling an audible “NOPE!” But, Sanders sees this, and shakes his head. He walks over to Hawk’s pod, banging on the glass, causing Hawk to let out a high-pitched shriek, as Sanders yells at him. Sanders grabs hold of the door, and starts prying it open, as Hawk is screaming bloody murder, trying to hold it close. Meanwhile, Sierra is just watching this, getting a chuckle out of it, as Sanders finally gets the door pried open. Sanders pulls Hawk out of the pod, but Hawk manages to gouge the eyes of Sanders, allowing him to get back in his pod, and close the door behind him again. Sanders lets ou a loud growl, as he snarls at Hawk, and grabs the door again, prying it open.)
Jonathan Sanders: You’re not escaping me that easily!
(We look over and see Sierra, who by now has grown tired of the antics, as she walks over to the two, helping Sanders pull Hawk out of the pod.)
Sierra Williams: Get your ass out here!
(The two manage to get Hawk out of the pod, and afterwards, Sanders slides the pod door back closed, before shoving a boot through the glass, breaking it, as he turns back to Hawk.)
Jonathan Sanders: THERE! No more running!
(Sanders goes to attack Hawk, but he’s blindsided by Sierra, who delivers a forearm shot, sending Sanders into the ropes. Sierra grabs Sanders and sends him into the side of the chamber, then rebounds him off the ropes, and does it again. Hawk gets back to his feet, and helps Sierra drive Sanders into the side of the chamber, but then Sierra grabs Hawk and drives HIM into the side of the chamber! However, rather than rebounding off the ropes, Hawk falls through the ropes and into the ring, as Sierra follows after him. Outside the ring, Sanders takes a moment to check his head, as he scowls at the two in the ring. Sierra gets Hawk to his feet, and goes for a vertical supex, but as she gets him in the air and turns around, Sanders makes his way into the ring, and runs and delivers a flying double knee strike, causing Hawk and Sierra to crash to the mat. Sanders gets to his feet, and walks over, getting Hawk to his feet, and dragging him to the outside of the ring, where he struggles and tries to set up Hwk for a ddt, but Hawk breaks out of it, rares back, and blatantly…as blatantly obvious as can possibly be, nails a kick…right to the genitals. Sanders can’t help but crash to the floor of the chamber, as the fans boo.)
Mike Hawk: What!? It’s legal!
(The boos die down after a moment, as the contdown clock starts to count down again on the tron.)
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(The lights dim, spotlights go, before they settle on Audrey Russow’s pod, and the crowd erupts with cheers, as her pod door slides open. She steps out of the pod, smirking as she looks in the ring at Sierra, who is in the ring, inviting Audrey in. Audrey gets in the ring, and the two jaw-jack for a moment, before locking up. Outside of the ring, Hawk and Sanders are fighting on the side of the chamber where Haze is still in her pod, as they are bouncing each other off the side of her pod, the side of the chamber, the ropes…basically everywhere. In the ring, Audrey and Sierra trade right hand shots, until Audrey backs Sierra to the ropes, before slingshotting her to the other side of the ring. Sierra comes back, and Audrey delivers a back body drop to Sierra, sending her to the outside of the chamber floor, as we hear an audible smack as Sierra’s body hits against the metal floor of the chamber. The two ladies are on the other side of Haze’s pod from Hawk and Sanders, as Haze just looks on at all the violence, every now and then getting a glare from Audrey.)
JR Freeman: Have you seen some of the looks Audrey has been giving Heather?
Alfonso Banks: Yeah, but she needs to keep her focus on Sierra.
(Sierra manages to get the upperhand against Audrey, bashing her head against the side of the chamber a few times, as on the other side of the chamber, Sanders has taken control of Hawk, bashing him against the wall of the chamber. Hawk manages to reverse the momentum, and drive Sanders into the chamber wall, raking his face against the chains, as he glances up at the countdown clock just to get an idea of how long before Haze enters the match. Back over with Sierra and Audrey, the two continue to fight it out on their side of the chamber. Trading right hand shots and forearm shots. Audrey manages to block one of Sierra’s shots, and grabs her by the head, smashing her into the pod behind her, as Sierra crashes to the chamber floor. The fans start counting down with the countdown clock, as Audrey looks up.)
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JR Freeman: Ohhhh boy, here we go! Look at Audrey’s face! She’s been waiting for this.
Alfonso Banks: Find a way to get out, Heather!
(The lights go dim again, and the spotlights go across the arena, as a DEVLISH smirk grows over Audrey’s face, as she walks over and stands in front of Haze’s pod, just WAITING for her to come out. The spotlights finally settle on Haze’s pod, but before the door can fully slide open, Heather frantically grabs the door and holds it close, shaking her head violently. Audrey lets out an audible sigh, as she tries to pry the door open, with Haze screaming no at her. Behind Audrey, Hawk hits Sanders with a ddt on the chamber floor, as he notices Audrey’s struggling with Haze’s door. He walks over and taps her on the shoulder, and immediately backs up to avoid any wild swings from Audrey. Audrey turns her head, and Hawk points to the downed Sanders.)
Mike Hawk: How bout the world’s saddest battering ram?
(Audrey looks at Hawk, looks down at Sanders, looks at Haze, then back at Hawk, then back at Sanders.)
Audrey Russow: Eh, fuck it.
(Audrey goes over and gets Sanders up, as Hawk helps too, and the two send Sanders face first, crashing through Haze’s pod door, breaking it, causing him to crash into her in a heap. The fans show their appreciation with a “holy shit” chant, as Hawk is laughing his ass off at Sanders, and Audrey goes to pull Haze out of the wreckage. She gets Haze out of the pod, and gets her in the ring, as the two start trading right hand shots, before locking up. Audrey takes Heather down with a headlock takedown, as she punches her in the head with her free arm.)
JR Freeman: Such malice from Audrey.
Alfonso Banks: Well…I mean…she has kinda gone on record as saying she hates her…so…yeah. It tracks.
JR Freeman: …I hate you.
(Audrey gets Haze to her feet, and the two spill out to the opposite side of the chamber from Hawk and Sanders, as they continue to fight. Haze ricochets Audrey off the side of the chamber, before bouncing her off the side of the pod door next to them. Audrey slumps down to where she’s in between the turnbuckle and the pod, as Heather goes up to her and…of course she does, gives Audrey the Pucker Up, much to the chagrin of the live crowd, as they boo.)
JR Freeman: Oh, what disrespect!
Alfonso Banks: After everything Audrey has done, can you blame her?
JR Freeman: Yes! Yes I can!
(Audrey pushes Haze away, gagging as she gets to her feet. Heather gets up to her feet, and looks around frantically for somewhere to go. After a moment, she settles on a decision, and starts climbing the side of the chamber.)
JR Freeman: What…in the hell…is she doing?
Alfonso Banks: I…don’t know?
(Haze keeps looking down at Audrey, who is now getting to her feet, and following up after Haze, climbing up the the side of the chamber. The two get to the top of the chamber, and Haze uses the top of the chamber like monkey bars, swinging out to over the center of the ring at the top of the chamber, as Audrey follows her.)
JR Freeman: Dear God, they both need to be careful! Someone could get really hurt up there if something were to go wrong!
Alfonso Banks: Hold on tight!
(The two ladies are screaming at each other, as they essentially are playing chicken with their legs, kicking each other and swinging wildly. After a moment, Audrey manages to catch Haze with a vicious body kick, that causes Haze to lose her grip, as she comes crashing down from the top of the chamber, all the way down to the mat!)
JR Freeman: Dios Mio!
(Audrey looks down at the fallen Haze, before kinda shrugging her shoulders.)
Audrey Russow: Geronimo!
(She swings her body, gaining momentum, before ltting go from the top of the chamber, flipping in the air, and nailing Haze with a modified version of the Halestorm!)
JR Freeman: HOLY SHIT! HALESTORM!
Alfonso Banks: DIOS MIO!
JR FREEMAN: THAT’S MY LINE!
ALFONSO BANKS: oH! RIGHT! SHIT!
(Audrey rolls into a pinning position, hooking Haze’s leg, as the ref, and fans, count.)
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Meg Reynolds: Heather Haze has been eliminated!
(On the outside, Hawk has Sanders on his feet, and goes for the Fuck You I’m Awesome, but Sanders pushes him away, and causes him to go into the pod, knocking his head against the glass. He stumbles back, turns, and Sanders nails him with an absolutely BRUTAL, VICIOUS SHot of Seratonin, as the smack from the contact is heard throughout the arena, as Sanders goes for the pin.)
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Meg Reynolds: Mike Hawk has been eliminated!
JR Freeman: Jesus! The sound of that contact…
Alfonso Banks: So long, Hawk.
(Hawk gets his shoulder up, but it was just a second too late. The realization of being eliminated causes Hawk to absolutely freak the fuck out, as he goes mental on Sanders. He starts laying into him with punches, kicks, everything. He gets Sanders to his feet, and slams him into the pod, and when Sanders staggers back, Hawk nails him with the Fuck You I’m Awesome. He gets Sandrs back to his feet, and drives him into the pod again, this time with such force that Sanders goes through the pod…for a second time. Hawk is breathing heavily, as he happens to look over at Sierra Williams, who is just kind of watching what’s going on, as Hawk motions towards Sanders, as if to say “all yours” as he makes his way out of the chamber. Sierra just kinda shrugs, and goes over to pin Sanders.)
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Meg Reynolds: Jonathan Sanders has been eliminated!
JR Freeman: Wow…I…good Lord there’s gonna be hell to pay for that one, Hawk.
Alfonso Banks: He just cost Sanders the World Title…I would NOT want to be Mike Hawk. But, I do have to say, Sierra has been fighting a very smart chamber. She’s sat back and let all the others beat the hell out of each other, and now she’s in the final two. I said at the beginning of this, she was at a disadvantage, but she’s really made this match her own.
(Sierra gets to her feet, looking in the ring at Audrey, as the two lock eyes. Sierra gets in the ring, and the two nod to each other, before locking up in a collar and elbow tie up. Sierra backs Audrey into the corner, but Audrey reverses it, and gets Sierra in the corner. But now, Sierra is the one to reverse it, and delivers a dropkick to Audrey in the corner. She backs up, as Audrey drops to the mat. Sierra runs towards the corner, holds onto the top rope as she jumps up, coming down with a double knee strike to the chest of Audrey. She goes for the pin, hooking the leg.)
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JR Freeman: Oh man, that was close! That’s actually the first non-pin pin attempt we’ve seen in this match.
Alfonso Banks: And that’s smart by Sierra to start trying now. The later we are in the match, the more energy it will take each time Audrey has to spend to kick out.
(Sierra gets Audrey to her feet, and the two lock up again, as Sierra takes Audrey down with a headlock takedown, wrenching on the neck. But, Audrey manages to get her legs up and gets Sierra’s head in a head scissors, reversing the hold. Audrey wrenches the pressure, but Sierra manages to flip out of the headscissors, as the two get back to their feet. Sierra delivers an arm drag, but Audrey gets right back up and answers with an arm drag of her own. Audrey goes for another, but Sierra reverses it into a backslide pin attempt, but before the ref can even get to one, Audrey gets out of the pin attempt, rolling her legs over her body, bringing Sierra up, and maneuvering her around and hitting an Unprettier. Audrey hooks the leg, and goes for the pin.)
JR Freeman: Unprettier!
Alfonso Banks: That’s a new one!
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JR Freeman: WOW! I CAN’T BELIEVE SIERRA KICKED OUT!
Alfonso Banks: How!? How did she kick out!?
(Audrey can’t believe that wasn’t it. She shakes her head, as she gets to her feet. She gets Sierra to her feet, and locks up with her in a collar and elbow tie up. They struggle for a moment, both trying to get the upperhand, but neither really is able to. They break the lock up, and lock up again. This time, Audrey gets the upperhand, and sends Sierra into the ropes. Sierra comes back, and Audrey plants her with a back body drop, but Sierra somehow manages to maneuver it so she lands with Audrey in the position for the Calgary Cutter, and she hits it! She hooks the leg and goes for the pin.)
JR Freeman: Calgary Cutter! That’s gotta be it!
Alfonso Banks: It HAS to be!
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JR Freeman: HOW!? How in the HELL!?
Alfonso Banks: I…I don’t know!
(Sierra has a look of disbelief in her eyes, as she looks down at Audrey, shaking her head as if to say “what in the hell do I have to do?” She slowly gets to her feet, and gets Audrey to her feet as well. She sends Audrey to the corner in front of one of the pod that still has it’s door in tact. She lifts Audrey up to the top turnbuckle, and starts climbing up herself.)
JR Freeman: Now what? This just seems like it’s going to be dangerous.
Alfonso Banks: As if this entire match hasn’t been that way!?
(Sierra gets to the top turnbuckle wih Audrey, and lifts her up to the top of the pod, and follows her up there, as she looks around at the crowd, before laying in some punches to Audrey, to make sure she’s staying down.)
JR Freeman: What on earth is she thinking!?
(Sierra gets Audrey’s legs, and…as Audrey’s upper half is hanging off the pod, Sierra locks in the Sharpshooter on top of the pod! Audrey screams in pain, as blood is pouring down her face from earlier in the match. She’s using her arms and hands against the pod to brace herself, as she tries desperately to do something to break the hold.)
JR Freeman: Dear God! How is she going to getout of this?
Alfonso Banks: I honestly don’t SEE a way out!
(After a few moments of Audrey writhing in pain and struggling to break free, her upper body goes limp, and the ref has to check with her, but she is unresponsive, so the ref has no choice but to call for the bell.)
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Meg Reynolds: Audrey Russow has been eliminated! Therefore, your winner, and STILL PWS: APEX World Champion, Sierra Williams!
JR Freeman: Let it be said, Audrey Russow did not voluntarily give up tonight. Her body gave out on her. She fought such a hard battle here, and my hat goes off to her, and all of these competitors here tonight. This was a great main event to an absolutely fantastic show. But still, Sierra Williams reigns supreme.
Alfonso Banks: You’d think I’d learn by now to not bet against her. Every single time she has an obstacle set in front of her, she overcomes it. I’m really beginning to wonder if there’s anyone that can bring a stop to this title reign. Every time the title is on the line, we get the absolute best of Sierra. I’m really excited to see where we go from here.
JR Freeman: I completely agree. I do hope one day we get the chance to see a one-on-one between Audrey and Sierra, as I think they would absolutely tear the roof off any arena we had the show in.
Alfonso Banks: I completely agree!
(The chamber has been raised now, as Sierra celebrates in the ring. Audrey rolls out of the ring, and is getting checked on by the medics, as we get a last shot of Sierra holding the championship belt high above her head, as she poses on the turnbuckle.)
JR Freeman: For all of us here at PWS: APEX, I do hope you’ve enjoyed Demon’s Run. I’m JR Freeman, and we will see you in two weeks at Riot, as we officially start the road to Hawaii, and Destiny! So long, take care, and have a great night, everybody!
(The show closes with one last shot of Sierra holding her title, before the PWS: APEX logo flashes across the screen.)
WINNER= AND STILL PWS:APEX WORLD CHAMPION SIERRA WILLIAMS
(C) PWS: APEX 2022, All Rights Reserved.
(We look over and see Sierra, who by now has grown tired of the antics, as she walks over to the two, helping Sanders pull Hawk out of the pod.)
Sierra Williams: Get your ass out here!
(The two manage to get Hawk out of the pod, and afterwards, Sanders slides the pod door back closed, before shoving a boot through the glass, breaking it, as he turns back to Hawk.)
Jonathan Sanders: THERE! No more running!
(Sanders goes to attack Hawk, but he’s blindsided by Sierra, who delivers a forearm shot, sending Sanders into the ropes. Sierra grabs Sanders and sends him into the side of the chamber, then rebounds him off the ropes, and does it again. Hawk gets back to his feet, and helps Sierra drive Sanders into the side of the chamber, but then Sierra grabs Hawk and drives HIM into the side of the chamber! However, rather than rebounding off the ropes, Hawk falls through the ropes and into the ring, as Sierra follows after him. Outside the ring, Sanders takes a moment to check his head, as he scowls at the two in the ring. Sierra gets Hawk to his feet, and goes for a vertical supex, but as she gets him in the air and turns around, Sanders makes his way into the ring, and runs and delivers a flying double knee strike, causing Hawk and Sierra to crash to the mat. Sanders gets to his feet, and walks over, getting Hawk to his feet, and dragging him to the outside of the ring, where he struggles and tries to set up Hwk for a ddt, but Hawk breaks out of it, rares back, and blatantly…as blatantly obvious as can possibly be, nails a kick…right to the genitals. Sanders can’t help but crash to the floor of the chamber, as the fans boo.)
Mike Hawk: What!? It’s legal!
(The boos die down after a moment, as the contdown clock starts to count down again on the tron.)
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(The lights dim, spotlights go, before they settle on Audrey Russow’s pod, and the crowd erupts with cheers, as her pod door slides open. She steps out of the pod, smirking as she looks in the ring at Sierra, who is in the ring, inviting Audrey in. Audrey gets in the ring, and the two jaw-jack for a moment, before locking up. Outside of the ring, Hawk and Sanders are fighting on the side of the chamber where Haze is still in her pod, as they are bouncing each other off the side of her pod, the side of the chamber, the ropes…basically everywhere. In the ring, Audrey and Sierra trade right hand shots, until Audrey backs Sierra to the ropes, before slingshotting her to the other side of the ring. Sierra comes back, and Audrey delivers a back body drop to Sierra, sending her to the outside of the chamber floor, as we hear an audible smack as Sierra’s body hits against the metal floor of the chamber. The two ladies are on the other side of Haze’s pod from Hawk and Sanders, as Haze just looks on at all the violence, every now and then getting a glare from Audrey.)
JR Freeman: Have you seen some of the looks Audrey has been giving Heather?
Alfonso Banks: Yeah, but she needs to keep her focus on Sierra.
(Sierra manages to get the upperhand against Audrey, bashing her head against the side of the chamber a few times, as on the other side of the chamber, Sanders has taken control of Hawk, bashing him against the wall of the chamber. Hawk manages to reverse the momentum, and drive Sanders into the chamber wall, raking his face against the chains, as he glances up at the countdown clock just to get an idea of how long before Haze enters the match. Back over with Sierra and Audrey, the two continue to fight it out on their side of the chamber. Trading right hand shots and forearm shots. Audrey manages to block one of Sierra’s shots, and grabs her by the head, smashing her into the pod behind her, as Sierra crashes to the chamber floor. The fans start counting down with the countdown clock, as Audrey looks up.)
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JR Freeman: Ohhhh boy, here we go! Look at Audrey’s face! She’s been waiting for this.
Alfonso Banks: Find a way to get out, Heather!
(The lights go dim again, and the spotlights go across the arena, as a DEVLISH smirk grows over Audrey’s face, as she walks over and stands in front of Haze’s pod, just WAITING for her to come out. The spotlights finally settle on Haze’s pod, but before the door can fully slide open, Heather frantically grabs the door and holds it close, shaking her head violently. Audrey lets out an audible sigh, as she tries to pry the door open, with Haze screaming no at her. Behind Audrey, Hawk hits Sanders with a ddt on the chamber floor, as he notices Audrey’s struggling with Haze’s door. He walks over and taps her on the shoulder, and immediately backs up to avoid any wild swings from Audrey. Audrey turns her head, and Hawk points to the downed Sanders.)
Mike Hawk: How bout the world’s saddest battering ram?
(Audrey looks at Hawk, looks down at Sanders, looks at Haze, then back at Hawk, then back at Sanders.)
Audrey Russow: Eh, fuck it.
(Audrey goes over and gets Sanders up, as Hawk helps too, and the two send Sanders face first, crashing through Haze’s pod door, breaking it, causing him to crash into her in a heap. The fans show their appreciation with a “holy shit” chant, as Hawk is laughing his ass off at Sanders, and Audrey goes to pull Haze out of the wreckage. She gets Haze out of the pod, and gets her in the ring, as the two start trading right hand shots, before locking up. Audrey takes Heather down with a headlock takedown, as she punches her in the head with her free arm.)
JR Freeman: Such malice from Audrey.
Alfonso Banks: Well…I mean…she has kinda gone on record as saying she hates her…so…yeah. It tracks.
JR Freeman: …I hate you.
(Audrey gets Haze to her feet, and the two spill out to the opposite side of the chamber from Hawk and Sanders, as they continue to fight. Haze ricochets Audrey off the side of the chamber, before bouncing her off the side of the pod door next to them. Audrey slumps down to where she’s in between the turnbuckle and the pod, as Heather goes up to her and…of course she does, gives Audrey the Pucker Up, much to the chagrin of the live crowd, as they boo.)
JR Freeman: Oh, what disrespect!
Alfonso Banks: After everything Audrey has done, can you blame her?
JR Freeman: Yes! Yes I can!
(Audrey pushes Haze away, gagging as she gets to her feet. Heather gets up to her feet, and looks around frantically for somewhere to go. After a moment, she settles on a decision, and starts climbing the side of the chamber.)
JR Freeman: What…in the hell…is she doing?
Alfonso Banks: I…don’t know?
(Haze keeps looking down at Audrey, who is now getting to her feet, and following up after Haze, climbing up the the side of the chamber. The two get to the top of the chamber, and Haze uses the top of the chamber like monkey bars, swinging out to over the center of the ring at the top of the chamber, as Audrey follows her.)
JR Freeman: Dear God, they both need to be careful! Someone could get really hurt up there if something were to go wrong!
Alfonso Banks: Hold on tight!
(The two ladies are screaming at each other, as they essentially are playing chicken with their legs, kicking each other and swinging wildly. After a moment, Audrey manages to catch Haze with a vicious body kick, that causes Haze to lose her grip, as she comes crashing down from the top of the chamber, all the way down to the mat!)
JR Freeman: Dios Mio!
(Audrey looks down at the fallen Haze, before kinda shrugging her shoulders.)
Audrey Russow: Geronimo!
(She swings her body, gaining momentum, before ltting go from the top of the chamber, flipping in the air, and nailing Haze with a modified version of the Halestorm!)
JR Freeman: HOLY SHIT! HALESTORM!
Alfonso Banks: DIOS MIO!
JR FREEMAN: THAT’S MY LINE!
ALFONSO BANKS: oH! RIGHT! SHIT!
(Audrey rolls into a pinning position, hooking Haze’s leg, as the ref, and fans, count.)
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3!!!
Meg Reynolds: Heather Haze has been eliminated!
(On the outside, Hawk has Sanders on his feet, and goes for the Fuck You I’m Awesome, but Sanders pushes him away, and causes him to go into the pod, knocking his head against the glass. He stumbles back, turns, and Sanders nails him with an absolutely BRUTAL, VICIOUS SHot of Seratonin, as the smack from the contact is heard throughout the arena, as Sanders goes for the pin.)
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3!!!
Meg Reynolds: Mike Hawk has been eliminated!
JR Freeman: Jesus! The sound of that contact…
Alfonso Banks: So long, Hawk.
(Hawk gets his shoulder up, but it was just a second too late. The realization of being eliminated causes Hawk to absolutely freak the fuck out, as he goes mental on Sanders. He starts laying into him with punches, kicks, everything. He gets Sanders to his feet, and slams him into the pod, and when Sanders staggers back, Hawk nails him with the Fuck You I’m Awesome. He gets Sandrs back to his feet, and drives him into the pod again, this time with such force that Sanders goes through the pod…for a second time. Hawk is breathing heavily, as he happens to look over at Sierra Williams, who is just kind of watching what’s going on, as Hawk motions towards Sanders, as if to say “all yours” as he makes his way out of the chamber. Sierra just kinda shrugs, and goes over to pin Sanders.)
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3!!!
Meg Reynolds: Jonathan Sanders has been eliminated!
JR Freeman: Wow…I…good Lord there’s gonna be hell to pay for that one, Hawk.
Alfonso Banks: He just cost Sanders the World Title…I would NOT want to be Mike Hawk. But, I do have to say, Sierra has been fighting a very smart chamber. She’s sat back and let all the others beat the hell out of each other, and now she’s in the final two. I said at the beginning of this, she was at a disadvantage, but she’s really made this match her own.
(Sierra gets to her feet, looking in the ring at Audrey, as the two lock eyes. Sierra gets in the ring, and the two nod to each other, before locking up in a collar and elbow tie up. Sierra backs Audrey into the corner, but Audrey reverses it, and gets Sierra in the corner. But now, Sierra is the one to reverse it, and delivers a dropkick to Audrey in the corner. She backs up, as Audrey drops to the mat. Sierra runs towards the corner, holds onto the top rope as she jumps up, coming down with a double knee strike to the chest of Audrey. She goes for the pin, hooking the leg.)
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Kick Out!
JR Freeman: Oh man, that was close! That’s actually the first non-pin pin attempt we’ve seen in this match.
Alfonso Banks: And that’s smart by Sierra to start trying now. The later we are in the match, the more energy it will take each time Audrey has to spend to kick out.
(Sierra gets Audrey to her feet, and the two lock up again, as Sierra takes Audrey down with a headlock takedown, wrenching on the neck. But, Audrey manages to get her legs up and gets Sierra’s head in a head scissors, reversing the hold. Audrey wrenches the pressure, but Sierra manages to flip out of the headscissors, as the two get back to their feet. Sierra delivers an arm drag, but Audrey gets right back up and answers with an arm drag of her own. Audrey goes for another, but Sierra reverses it into a backslide pin attempt, but before the ref can even get to one, Audrey gets out of the pin attempt, rolling her legs over her body, bringing Sierra up, and maneuvering her around and hitting an Unprettier. Audrey hooks the leg, and goes for the pin.)
JR Freeman: Unprettier!
Alfonso Banks: That’s a new one!
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Kick Out!
JR Freeman: WOW! I CAN’T BELIEVE SIERRA KICKED OUT!
Alfonso Banks: How!? How did she kick out!?
(Audrey can’t believe that wasn’t it. She shakes her head, as she gets to her feet. She gets Sierra to her feet, and locks up with her in a collar and elbow tie up. They struggle for a moment, both trying to get the upperhand, but neither really is able to. They break the lock up, and lock up again. This time, Audrey gets the upperhand, and sends Sierra into the ropes. Sierra comes back, and Audrey plants her with a back body drop, but Sierra somehow manages to maneuver it so she lands with Audrey in the position for the Calgary Cutter, and she hits it! She hooks the leg and goes for the pin.)
JR Freeman: Calgary Cutter! That’s gotta be it!
Alfonso Banks: It HAS to be!
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3!?!?
NO!!! Kick Out!
JR Freeman: HOW!? How in the HELL!?
Alfonso Banks: I…I don’t know!
(Sierra has a look of disbelief in her eyes, as she looks down at Audrey, shaking her head as if to say “what in the hell do I have to do?” She slowly gets to her feet, and gets Audrey to her feet as well. She sends Audrey to the corner in front of one of the pod that still has it’s door in tact. She lifts Audrey up to the top turnbuckle, and starts climbing up herself.)
JR Freeman: Now what? This just seems like it’s going to be dangerous.
Alfonso Banks: As if this entire match hasn’t been that way!?
(Sierra gets to the top turnbuckle wih Audrey, and lifts her up to the top of the pod, and follows her up there, as she looks around at the crowd, before laying in some punches to Audrey, to make sure she’s staying down.)
JR Freeman: What on earth is she thinking!?
(Sierra gets Audrey’s legs, and…as Audrey’s upper half is hanging off the pod, Sierra locks in the Sharpshooter on top of the pod! Audrey screams in pain, as blood is pouring down her face from earlier in the match. She’s using her arms and hands against the pod to brace herself, as she tries desperately to do something to break the hold.)
JR Freeman: Dear God! How is she going to getout of this?
Alfonso Banks: I honestly don’t SEE a way out!
(After a few moments of Audrey writhing in pain and struggling to break free, her upper body goes limp, and the ref has to check with her, but she is unresponsive, so the ref has no choice but to call for the bell.)
*DING DING DING*
Meg Reynolds: Audrey Russow has been eliminated! Therefore, your winner, and STILL PWS: APEX World Champion, Sierra Williams!
JR Freeman: Let it be said, Audrey Russow did not voluntarily give up tonight. Her body gave out on her. She fought such a hard battle here, and my hat goes off to her, and all of these competitors here tonight. This was a great main event to an absolutely fantastic show. But still, Sierra Williams reigns supreme.
Alfonso Banks: You’d think I’d learn by now to not bet against her. Every single time she has an obstacle set in front of her, she overcomes it. I’m really beginning to wonder if there’s anyone that can bring a stop to this title reign. Every time the title is on the line, we get the absolute best of Sierra. I’m really excited to see where we go from here.
JR Freeman: I completely agree. I do hope one day we get the chance to see a one-on-one between Audrey and Sierra, as I think they would absolutely tear the roof off any arena we had the show in.
Alfonso Banks: I completely agree!
(The chamber has been raised now, as Sierra celebrates in the ring. Audrey rolls out of the ring, and is getting checked on by the medics, as we get a last shot of Sierra holding the championship belt high above her head, as she poses on the turnbuckle.)
JR Freeman: For all of us here at PWS: APEX, I do hope you’ve enjoyed Demon’s Run. I’m JR Freeman, and we will see you in two weeks at Riot, as we officially start the road to Hawaii, and Destiny! So long, take care, and have a great night, everybody!
(The show closes with one last shot of Sierra holding her title, before the PWS: APEX logo flashes across the screen.)
WINNER= AND STILL PWS:APEX WORLD CHAMPION SIERRA WILLIAMS
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