The Road to SuperMania III 5-10-07

[Tito Capaci]

The show opens with the main part of the arena with the crowd on hits feet ready for another great night of hot POW action! Blown Away by Breaking Benjamins begins to play loudly across the arena as the fans get even louder. The big screen inside the Ameristar Casino's Star Pavilion in Kansas City, Missouri starts to show highlights of Power On Wrestling. Alex Pilgrim and Tony Almanti are sitting at the announcer's table ready to begin the show.

Pilgrim: POWER ON WRESTLING!!! It doesn't get any more exciting than this as we count down to the biggest wrestling event to date for this company called SuperMania III: United Power! And with me as always is Tony Almanti and Tony, without question, both United and Power describe this upcoming event.

Almanti: United? Absolutely. Not only is it going to be the United Wrestling Company, but we are unifying all the belts of each company. And you want Power? How about the fact that POW will have a legitimate World Heavyweight Championship belt all it's own starting at SuperMania III. It's going to be a huge, huge night.

Pilgrim: We have lots to discuss including the huge win for Shawn Stevens last week when escaped the cage and defeated Midnight Felon of Murderous Entertainment. We still have the issue of Kailus Holmes and Rich Morrison, but first, we have some wrestling to take care of!

Jack Hammer has already made his way into the ring as the lights go dim and a strobe light flashes through the arena. Blue and green spotlights circle around as Hysteria by Muse begins to play, and Joey Harris dances out from behind the curtain, slapping hands with some fans before sliding into the ring.

Pilgrim: And we have a three guys making their POW debuts tonight in our first match and there is a lot of discussion about both Joey Harris and Hannibal.

Almanti: Of course, Hannibal has already made waves by his attack on Josh Eagles last week. Joey Harris has already proven in other promotions that he is not a guy to take lightly and very well could skyrocket up the cards. But Hannibal is the guy everybody is looking for as the star of this recruiting class. And hell, he's pretty kickass so you can imagine why.

"Sex, Drugs, and Rock & Roll" hits to and the lights dim as a strobe light flashes throughout the arena. Hannibal struts his way out on to the stage and stands in the center looking around the arena with an arrogant grin as the crowd erupts with boos. He strikes a statuesque full front pose with arms extended out. Hannibal then walks down the ramp but is jumped from behind by Josh Eagles who has flown down the ramp. Eagles delivers some nasty knee strikes to the midsection before grabbing Hannibal by the back of the head, running down the ramp, and slinging him head first into the steel stairs. Tanner Dutton, a bit lost in this confusion calls for the opening bell!

ding-ding

Hannibal vs. Joey Harris vs. Jack Hammer

Pilgrim: And Josh Eagles couldn't let last week slide and frankly, I don't blame him!

Almanti: Well, he's not finished yet.

Indeed he isn't. Joey Harris and Jack Hammer both are just watching the events outside the ring as Eagles grabs Hannibal's head again and slams it down on the steel steps. Mike McManus starts pleading with Eagles to stop the onslaught, but Eagles grabs McManus by throat to the delight of the crowd.

Almanti: I love it! The mean streak from Josh Eagles is back!

Pilgrim: He better save his energy for tonight! Reck Maverick is just under two hours away!

Eagles throws McManus back a few feet before delivering a hard kick to Hannibal's cranium. McManus knocks the steps away from the ring post just a bit, just enough room to fit Hannibal's head in the crack. He slides Hannibal's head between the steel steps and the post, steps back and delivers a crushing dropkick that leaves Hannibal on the ground, motionless.

Pilgrim: Dear God! He may have just killed Hannibal!

Almanti: I certainly hope not. Eagles versus Hannibal starting in the ring would be a by God war!

Eagles stands back to his feet and looks at his handywork. Blood is visible now, oozing from a couple of different spots on Hannibal's head. Eagles smiles a smile of no remorse and chuckles as he walks up the ramp.

Pilgrim: Can you believe that? There isn't a single part of him that is at all worried about Hannibal.

Almanti: Hannibal is a big boy. He can take care of himself.

Jack Hammer is laughing at the commotion outside of the ring but is quickly taken by surprise when Joey Harris slides underneath and hits a quick small package. For once, Tanner Dutton is actually prepared and drops down for the count!



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Pilgrim: And Joey Harris picks up a debut win simply by being alert!

Almanti: Come on! This guy is well over six feet tall and weights 230 pounds. And he goes for a quick pin on a small package rollup? Geez.

[Tito Capaci]

As Joey Harris is stepping out of the ring, all of a sudden the lights start flickering on and off as does the video screen and nothing discernable is showing on the screen;. The lights go out and then suddenly, a huge white flash erupts in the center of the arena and the lights then come back up. There is a message written in Blood inside the ring. "Vegence will be Mine at Supermania".

Almanti: "What the hell, what is this."

Pilgrim I have no idea, but we can be sure someone is trying to make a statement."

Almanti: "Well the crew better get that cleaned up."

Pilgrim: But that poses the question: Who the hell is coming back? And who would make a statement this way?

Almanti: I have no idea.

[Tito Capaci]

Quickly, staff crew starts to spray some sort of disinfectant on the ring and starts wiping up the message. As that begins, every light in the arena goes completely out and a spotlight appears on the stage at the curtain. "The Four Horsemen" kicks up over the PA and Lance Erikson steps out onto the stage wearing a black leather trench coat over his wrestling gear and a pair of sunglasses. He stands still for a second, letting the boos wash over him before he walks, steel faced down the ramp toward the ring, where another spotlight has appeared. He climbs the ring steps and steps over the top rope. Lance takes off his trench coat and shades, handing both to the ring attendant. Lance then moves over to one of the turnbuckles and leans against it, arms crossed, waiting for his opponent.

Tony Almanti: Here is one of the elite Four Horsemen Lance Erikson.

Alex Pilgrim: He will be taking on Brad Armstrong!

"Turn me on" by Kevin Little plays over the sound system as Brad Star walks onto the stage. He runs over to the far left of the stage and claps above his head to the music. After this he runs and slides on his knees over to the right side of the stage and gyrates to the music. Brad Star gets to his feet and runs down the stage claps the hands of the fans as he goes. Preceding this he does a lap of the ring slapping the hands of the fans and starts to walk up the steps. He gets to the top step and jumps to the top rope; he then proceeds to do a corkscrew off the top rope and lands on his feet. Like a gentlemen he walks over and shakes the hand of the referee Tanner Dutton.

Alex Pilgrim: He is the Lone Star from Arizona!

The two men move to either corner of the ring of the ring by order of Tanner Dutton. Then he has them come close as Lance starts talking to the referee and points to Brad Armstrong. Referee argues with him then turns to Brad and tells him to lift his leg to check him. Lance out of no where lean back and starts chopping at his chest. Brad falls back as Referee Dutton yells at Lance. Lance just looks at him and tells him to ring the bell. Referee has no choice and has the bell ring.

ding-ding

Lance Erikson vs “The Lone Star” Brad Armstrong

Lance turns around and Brad jumps to his feet and grabs Lance in a roll up. Ref counts.

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Lance kicks out and gets up quickly.

Alex Pilgrim: That was a close one!

Tony Almanti: Could have been quickly the end of it.

Lance rushes at Brad but Brad ducks it. Lance puts the breaks on and turns around to Brad. Brad hits a clean drop kick but Lance only falls back to the ropes. Brad follows through and grabs Lance arm and attempts to whip Lance but Lance turns it around and whips Brad. Brad runs to the ropes and jumps on them. He jumps back and hits a cross body on Lance and jumps off. Lance gets to his knees and Brad comes off the ropes hitting a low drop kick to Lance’s face. Lance gets a dazed look in his face and drop face forward to the mat. Brad turns Lance over and drags him near the ropes. Brad goes to the second rope. Lance gets up quickly and hits a thunderous European uppercut to Brad. Brad goes backwards over to the floor with a thud. Lance holds on to the ropes to stay up catching his breath.

Tony Almanti: Look this action!

Alex Pilgrim: Brad had the upper hand.

Tony Almanti: Now he has the lower floor.

Lance gets out of the ring and walk to Brad. Brad is trying to get up. Lance grabs Brad and lifts him up and tosses him on the guard rail. Brad grabs his chest. Lance grabs him before he falls and walks him to the ring and smashes his head on the apron followed by rolling him back into the ring. Lance follows him in and grabs Brad lifting him to his feet but hits a knee to the gut. Brad goes to one knee. Brad lifts him and knees him in the gut once more. Brad drops to both knees. Lance pulls him back up. He reaches back to sends his knee up but Brad jumps over the knee and rolls up Lance. Ref drops and counts

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Lances kicks out.

Tony Almanti: Again Brad almost had a win.

Alex Pilgrim: Almost doesn’t cut it.

Tony Almanti: Hope he has what it takes to win!

Lances get up and bounces off the ropes and runs at Brad full force. Brad ducks it and catches his arm. He leans back and grabs his other arm pulling him down to his back. The ref drops and begins to count again

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Lance kicks out again.

Tony Almanti: Just a 1 count their.

Alex Pilgrim: Lance needs to step up.

Lance catches his breath turns around to catch Brad foot. Brad quickly jumps hitting an enzigiri. Lance just staggers their trying to keep his balance. Brad runs to the rope and bounces off jumps for a spinning heel kick. Lance sees it coming and drops down to the mat. Brad goes flying over Lance and hits the mat hard and slides out of the ring to the floor below. Lance sits up to his knees rubbing the back of his head and shakes his hand being frustrated he can’t put Brad away as quickly has he would like. Lance gets to his feet and rolls out of the ring and walks around to Brad. Brad grabs the ring apron and pulls him self up. Lance grabs him and helps him back in the ring.

Tony Almanti: Lance is back in control.

Alex Pilgrim: Yep with a simple dodging of Brad’s attack

Tony Almanti: Takes one thing to turn things around.

Lance gets in the ring and stands up to his feet while Brad gets to his knees. Lance grabs Brad by the hair and leans back delivering a knee to the head. Brad sits there for a second then falls to the mat. Lances runs to the rope and jumps high up hitting his knee to Brads head. Brad sits up holding his head. Lance smiles and grabs Brad bringing him to his feet again. Brad looks glazed over. Lance smiles and runs to the rope going to hit an STO. Brad jumps and hits a California kick on Lance.

Tony Almanti: Look at this!

Alex Pilgrim: Is it the come back?

Tony Almanti: It can be!

Their both down on the mat as the referee begins the ten count.

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Brad is stirring and begins to roll to the ropes.

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Lance begins to sit up off the mat holding his nose checking it.

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Lance is on his knees while Brad is getting to his feet with the help of the ropes.

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Alex Pilgrim: Both needed to get up and made it.

Tony Almanti: Who has enough left in the tank?

Alex Pilgrim: This can be the final stretch of the match.

Lance gets to his feet slowly as now they are both to their feet now. Brad looks back and gets the energy out of no where. Brad goes through the ropes to the apron. He jumps to the top rope and hits a spring board clothesline. Lances goes down. Brad jumps back to his feet and hits a standing moonsault. He jumps up to his feet and pulls Lance to the corner. Brad jumps to the top rope and hits a moonsault on Lance. He grabs the leg for pin. The referee drops down to count.

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Lances kicks out of the pin.

Alex Pilgrim: Brad going to win. Any minute now.

Tony Almanti: This could end with Brad finisher.

Brad goes top rope once more. He singles for his 450 splash finisher. The crowd goes wild. He smiles and instead signals for the 630 splash. He jumps rotating in mid air. Lance rolls toward the post and away from Brad. Brad lands on his upper back and neck. Lance gets up and limps over to Brad. Picks up Brad into a read position for Blunted Lance and hits it perfect. Brad keeps hold of his neck as Lance gets the cover. The referee drops down to count.

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The winner: Lance Erikson!

Tony Almanti: Lance just won with the Blunt Lance.

Alex Pilgrim: After Brad missed the 630 splash.

The crowd goes wild as Lance rolls out of the ring breathing hard as it been a hard match. He raises his hand in victory look back. The referee is check on Brad. Dutton helps brad to his feet and puts his arm around him. Another referee comes down and walks up to the ring. Lance looks on but then turns around walking out of the arena. Referee hold Brad up as both ref’s take Brad Armstrong out of the side exit.

Alex Pilgrim: Looks like Brad really hurt him self.

Tony Almanti: He might want to have some one look at that.

Alex Pilgrim: He left standing even through it was with help.

Tony Almanti: Though that can mean nothing.

Pilgrim: I tell you what means something....sponsors! And we have to pay some bills,but keep it locked on right here! We still have a lot of great matches on the card including Reck Maverick versus Josh Eagles in match 2 of their best of five!

[Tito Capaci]

[Tito Capaci]

Pilgrim: Welcome back to "The Road to SuperMania III!" In most places, tonight's card would be a Pay Per View quality card. And it's just about to get better!

As the sounds of Alice Cooper & Rob Zombie hit, the Manos del Muerte walk out. First, Luz Rojo walks through, and pulls the curtains out of the way. Death Adder is the first man out is followed by El Gran Bàrbaro.

Pilgrim: Manos Del Muerte are here to make their POW Midwest debut!

Almanti: These Mexicano wrestlers are some entertaining SOB's if you haven't had a chance to watch. We're in for a big-time treat tonight.

Pilgrim: The rest of Manos Del Muerte couldn't be here tonight. Usually you will see Electric Head, Hidealgo 19 and Luz Rojo all here as well, but for tonight, Death Adder and Barbaro are the only MDM guys here tonight.

Almanti: Something about a reunion show in Moneterrey? Hell, they were speaking in Spanish and speaking so fast, I couldn't understand. It's been a hell of a long time since I've watched Speedy Gonzalez cartoons.

Pilgrim: Those are in English, Tony.

Almanti: For once, could you please relax with the details?

They stand, from left to rightDeath Adder, Bàrbaro, each performing the Manos del Muerte sign. This done, they walk to the ring. Bàrbaro takes his cloak off, as Death Adder tosses hhis entrance attires to ringside staff, and the wrestlers roll into the ring.

"Death Rides A Horse" plays loudly over the speakers as George Duke steps out from behind the curtain wearing a Royal Blue robe using the Valor Championship belt as the tie to keep it together.

Pilgrim: And here comes the POW Valor Champion, George Duke. Duke has ammassed one of the best win/loss records in the company and has really done a lot for that Valor Championship.

Almanti: Duke has been so successful here in POW, that some have speculated he is on steroids. But you can take one look at that body and come to a totally different conclusion.

He makes his way to the ring, ignoring the negative fan reaction. He climbs in through the ropes and walks the ring, arms held high while mouthing off to his Mexican opponents. He takes off his robe and hands it off to the ring attendant and waits for his partner.

The lights go dim as the introduction to “YYZ” begins to play. As the guitar kicks in, red and gold lights flood the arena as a small army of scantily clad women appears from behind the curtain. Two of them roll out an impossibly long red carpet down the aisle. Because there is no pyro in POW, one woman stands on either side of the entryway holding up a small sparkler. FDCM now finally strolls through the curtain, basking in the imaginary glow of the crowd’s approval and what he clearly perceives to be a MASSIVE pyrotechnics display.

Almanti: I love this guy!

Pilgrim: There doesn't need to be much of an introduction for this man, although his entrance might make you think differently. One thing is for sure, he has the fight of his life at SuperMania III. FDCM vs. Capaci III will be the main event of the evening and the series is tied one win, one loss, one draw a piece.

Almanti: But I have to figure that even though Capaci cost him a match last week, that FDCM has his mind on the two burritos in the ring right now.

FDCM cockily adjusts his sunglasses and polishes the UWL world title belt, then puts an arm around each girl as they stroll down the red carpet together, both women still waving the sparklers around. As they reach the ringside area, FDCM walks alone up the steel stairs as the first two women who had been rolling out the carpet now hold open the ropes for him to step through.

Pilgrim: What ever happened to being a gentlemen and the man helping the woman in the ring?

Almanti: This is the 21st century, Jack. Get with the times. Women want to be equal? Fine. You pay for MY meals!

Pilgrim: This world is spiraling out of control.

FDCM spins in the center of the ring with three bright white spotlights focused entirely on him, while holding up the “Diamond Cutter” hand signal, then comes to a stop with his arms outstretched, welcoming what he imagines as the DEAFENING cheers of the crowd as his championship sparkles as bright as his ego. Benny Lawson, who has just gotten through talking to MDM, gives the same quick speech to FDCM and Duke. Duke pretends to listen, but FDCM just walks off and starts flirting with one of his girls. Satisfied with the pre-match chat, Lawson goes to the center of the ring and calls for the bell as Duke and Barbaro climb outside the ring to the ring apron.

ding-ding

MDM vs. FDCM and George Duke

FDCM and Adder slowly circle each other and they prepare to lock up in the traditional Collar and Elbow position made famous by every wrestler since “Toots” Mondt. But at the last second FDCM opts out and walks over to his corner and “discusses” tactics with his partner. After a little whispering back and forth - FDCM walks back up to Adder, and once again they circle each other. Adder attempts another grapple but again FDCM steps back, this time rolling out of the ring to sign an unwanted autograph with a fan... which then the fan crumples up and throws back at FDCM as he rolls back into the ring. Now it’s FDCM who tries to tries to grab Adder but now it’s Adder who steps back and BLAM! Slap to the jaw that knocks FDCM on his rear end.

Almanti - Whoa! What did the five fingers say to the face?

Pilgrim - Slap?

Almanti - Got it one.

FDCM stumbles back into his corner and a tags in George Duke. Duke steps through the ropes and he and Adder lock up. Duke slips behind into a hammerlock, but doesn’t hold the... hold very long as Adder switches into a drop toe hold and into a front face lock. Not to be deterred Duke counters that BACK into the Hammerlock. Adder looks around for an exit... not finding anything in the technical area to counter he counters the old fashioned way... An elbow to the mouth that rocks Duke. Adder remains on the offense by delivering three overhand punches then irish whipping Duke into the ropes, Death Adder drops down on Duke first rebound but on the second... BAM! Dropkick and George goes down to the ground like a sack of high priced meat. Adder picks Duke up and synchs up his arm with an arm ringer and drags him to his corner - and tags in Barbaro.

Pilgrim: And Manos Del Muertes showing good teamwork and keeping the action at their pace.

Almanti: Maybe. The should pick up the pace even more in my opinion. You have Methusala and Dirt in there. These guys could teach American history from their childhood journals.

Pilgrim: And they could still kick your ass.

Almanti: Um. Yeah.

Barbaro climbs up to the top turnbuckle and drops a double axe handle onto the twisted arm of George Duke. Barbaro grabs Duke's arm and starts hammering the arm with huge over hand clubs. After about 8-9 of those he snapmares Duke and dropkicks him in the back and goes for a pin. But George kicks out before the count of one. Barbaro then moves into a rear chin lock. The POW Valor Champion manages to work his way back to his feet and slips around behind Barbaro and lifts him up and Atomic Drops him into the FDCM/Duke corner. Duke tags in FDCM.

Pilgrim: And despite both George Duke and Flying Diamond Cutter Man having huge egos, they are working remarkably well as a team here, Tony.

Almanti: These men have too much pride to lose a match. Winning and having that hand raised is more important that trying to be the superstar. Plus, these senior citizens are probably just glad to a breather every know and then.

Now FDCM is going to work, throwing multiple forearm shots to Barbaro's lower back - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 and Barbaro slumps to the floor. Now FDCM is stomping away and goes for the pin. Benny Lawson, the head referee, slides in for the count!

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Kick out!

Pilgrim: And FDCM comes up a bit short on the pin.

Almanti: He knew he wasn't getting a three count. That was just a suttle message to the Muerte boys that Duke and Flying Diamond Cutter Man came to win this match.

FDCM tags in Duke and Duke drops a couple elbow drops and lifts up Barbaro and body slams him and tags FDCM back in who delivers a Double Leg Drop and again pins his opponent as Lawson starts the count!

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But this time Death Adder comes in and breaks it up. But as Referee Lawson scolds Adder - Duke and FDCM double team Barbaro in the way only two low-life heels could and Duke quickly hops back onto the apron and Lawson is none the wiser to the shady tactics that just took place. FDCM now hits a Double Underhook Back Breaker then locks in an abdominal stretch.

Pilgrim - Now FDCM is taking a page from the book of some of the wear down artists of years past.

Almanti: That's because he is one of the artists of years past.

Pilgrim: I thought you were big fans of FDCM and George Duke and their shady ways?

Almanti: I am. It's a quandry I find myself in with these two. They're two of my favorites, yet they are so easy to make fun of. I can't make up my mind.

FDCM is synching the hold as the ref checks for the submission.

Almanti - I don’t know if it’s an over-abundance of guts or a lack of brains but Barbaro is not tapping out.

Pilgrim: Pure courage, Tony. It's all about courage.

Almanti: Yeah, well. I like the line about discretion being the better part of valor.

Barbaro is yelling several expletives in Spanish as he reaches the ropes and grabs them. FDCM breaks the hold and tags in George Duke. Duke picks up Lestat and attempts a neckbreaker... but Barbaro manages to counter it in a neck break of his own. Barbaro slowly crawls over to his corner. As Duke does to his. Duke manages to tag first, but Barbaro also manages to tag in Death Adder!

Pilgrim: And we have two fresh men heading to the ring!

Almanti: But Death Adder has had much more rest than FDCM!

Adder quickly hops into the ring and starts to clothesline the living crap out of everyone... Duke, FDCM, Duke again, FDCM again, ALMOST hits Barbaro but corrects himself and spears FDCM and goes for the pin!

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KICK OUT!

Pilgrim: Death Adder is absolutely on fire!

Almanti: En fuego!

Adder picks up FDCM and nails a Power Bomb followed by an Elbow drop then goes to the top rope for a diving leg drop - but Duke manages to interfere and push Adder off the top and crash into the canvas as FDCM tries to go for a quick pin.

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Kickout!

Pilgrim: Back and forth, back and forth...

Almanti: Hey, Pilgrim....this is a family show, remember?

Pilgrim: What are you talking abo....HEY! Get your mind out of the gutter!

FDCM slowly gets up and goes for a knee drop... BUT MISSES! Adder quickly gets up and punches FDCM in the face a couple of times then bounces off the ropes and nails a running calf kick and follows up with a standing splash. Adder tags in Barbaro and he stomps on FDCM a couple of times and tries a pin then decides against it and starts pounding him in the head as Lawson goes for the 5 count... Barbaro stops at 4 then tries a pin.

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Duke jumps in and breaks the count... and Death Adder dashes across the ring and dives with a flying cross body and Duke goes down and they both roll out of the ring with both of them punching the hell out of each other. As Lawson runs to the ropes to try to stop things between George Duke and Death Adder, FDCM reaches into his tights and pulls out....a condom? (still in the package thank God).

Pilgrim: What the?

Almanti: That's my boy!

FDCM looks at the package and smirks, but throws it on the ground and reaches back into his pants and pulls out a pair of brass knuckles. As Barbaro closes in on him, FDCM drills the Mexican lucha wrestler right in the temple with a right hook and the brass knuckles. Barbaro drops like a rock. FDCM stuffs the brass knucks back into his pants and goes for the pin. He slaps the ground real hard three times which gets Lawson's attention. He wheels around and sees FDCM lying on Barbaro. Lawson drops down and starts the count!


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Pilgrim: Leave it up to FDCM to pull some crap like this after an AMAZING match.



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Almanti: A great wrestler always has a trick up his sleeve. Or down his pants around the crotch area.



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Pilgrim: This was too good of a match for it to end this way. This win is tainted for these two!

Almanti: Getting the job done is what champions do, Alex. Damn the means to get the ends.

FDCM and Duke waste no time after the match making their way up the ramp. Lawson, on his way to his feet sees the condom package on the ground. He looks around as if nobody is going to notice and quietly slides it into his pocket.

Almanti: Huh? Alex! Did you see that? Tell me you saw that!

Pilgrim: Saw what?

Almanti: Benny Lawson just took that condom and put it in his pocket! Mrs. Lawson, if you're watching at home, be ready...Hubby wants some action tonight!

Pilgrim: Hey, maybe he was just clearin the ring.

Almanti: Have you ever seen Benny Lawson clear the ring of debris AFTER a match?

Pilgrim: Well, no, but..

Almanti: Well, but, nothing. Haha! Benny Lawson is my favorite referee from this point forward!

[Tito Capaci]

The cameras cut to the parking garage of the Ameristare Hotel and Casino resort. A big black SUV rolls in and stops at the back entrance to the Star Pavilion. A man hops out, but it's too dark to see what it is. He throws what looks to be a championship belt over his shoulder and starts walking to the back entrance of the wrestling arena.

Pilgrim: What? Who is that? All of our champions have been accounted for?

Almanti: I don't really know. It's dark. I can't see.

Once the mystery man is inside, the truck starts to slowly pull away. The camera zooms in close to the rear of the truck so that you can see the lisence plate of the vehicle.

Pilgrim: Huh? Does that read right?

Almanti: It has Maryland plates and reads "POW 1" I don't know, Alex. I just don't know.

Pilgrim: This is going to bother me all night if we don't find out who that was! But we have another match we have to call!

[Tito Capaci]

Pilgrim: The match coming up should be quite interesting.
Almanti: Of course. You have the respectable Nick Pickles, and the amazing Mr. Showtime. Both in one match! The fans should appreciate this one.
Pilgrim: You're forgetting King Cobra and Lestat, who the fans should really be going for tonight.

The chatter is cut off as Pink Floyd's "Money" comes over the P.A. Of course, Nick Pickles and Bubba step out from backstage. They're swarmed with boos from throughout the arena, but Pickles just walks down the ramp with an arrogant stride, ignoring them, yet still smiling.

Richard Huff: Ladies and gentlemen, this next match is a tag, scheduled for one fall, with a 20 minute time limit. Coming to the ring, weighing in at 250 pounds, Nick, Pickles!

The crowd seems to boo even louder, and a few insults are quite audible. As Pickles reaches the ring steps, Cancer California hits, and Mr. Showtime dashes from behind the entrance curtains, facing scattered cheers and jeering, the fans giving an obvious mixed reaction due to the events of the last show.

Almanti: These people don't know what they've got! Mr. Showtime is one of the best in the business, and they boo him! Very fickle people, Alex.
Pilgrim: Well he picked up a cheap win against King cobra, he interfered with Lance Erikson and Lestat's match last week, causing Lance to lose by Disqualification. And on top of that, he had the nerve to deliver a Season Ender to the guy!
Almanti: Hey, Lance wouldn't back off. Showtime had to protect himself. It's called self defense Alex.
Pilgrim: And attacking Lestat for no good reason?
Almanti: Stop dwelling on the past! There's a great match about to happen!

Richard: And introducing his partner, weighing in at 234 pounds for a total of 484 pounds, Mr., Showtime!

The booing seems to overtake the cheers, obviously upsetting Showtime to a degree. making his way to the ring in a huff.

Next comes Eye of the Tiger, as Cobra King makes his way to the ramp, amidst deafening cheers. He runs down the ramp, slapping the hands of random fans, and jumps over the top rope of the ring after reaching the apron. He jumps to the second rope, showing off for the fans. The ref has to hold back both Nick and Showtime.

Almanti: These guys are dying to get at each other!
Pilgrim: For good reason. It would do Nick Pickles good for Cobra to take a good beating tonight, and I'm sure Showtime is still raring to go from their last match.

Black label Society cuts off them off, as Life, Birth, Blood, Doom begins playing over the P.A. Lestat wastes no time in getting to the ring.

Huff: And introducing team two, weighing in at a combined 436 pounds, King Cobra, and Lestat!

Almanti - Wait? King Cobra?

Pilgrim - Yeah.

Almanti - Wasn’t he on GI Joe?

Pilgrim - No... he’s in POW! The PREMIERE wrestling group in North America!

Almanti - Better then Brand Ech.

Pilgrim - Absolutely

As soon as Lestat slides in under the bottom rope, Showtime pounces. Tom McElvoy has seen this type of attack happen time and time again, and quick calls for the bell!

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Lestat and King Cobra vs. Nick Pickles and Mr. Showtime

The bell rings as these two are obviously going to be the first participants. Showtime throws punches at Lestat's head and body, and also stomps his mid-section as Lestat tries to get up. As fans begin cheering, he gets to his feet, and wards of the attack, countering with punches of his own, and the two begin an exchange.

Almanti: You would think these two were in a street fight!
Pilgrim: Maybe, but Showtime wasted no time in attacking, I would have thought he'd be better than that.
Almanti: Oh please, after all that's happened so far with these two, be happy he didn't tear his head off!

They're still exchanging punches when Showtime gets in a hit, and before Lestat can respond, gets him again. He begins clobbering him, as Lestat staggers backward, and eventually hits the turnbuckle. Showtime runs and hits a clothesline, and maneuvers it into a running bulldog, slamming Lestat face down in the center of the ring. Showtime stomps away at Lestat, who is in a lot of pain already. King Cobra stands on the ropes calling out to Lestat to get up. Showtime beats his chest, and circles around to Lestat's legs. He attempts to lock in a boston crab, and Lestat kicks him away. As he gets up, Showtime rebounds and delivers a running clothesline. While Lestat is on the mat again, Showtimes tries again to lock in a boston crab, and does so successfully. Lestat writhes in pain, but after a couple of seconds of being in the hold, begins to drag Showtime and himself toward the ropes. Getting close, he throws his hand out, reaching for the ropes, but Showtime bends back and puts more pressure on the hold, causing Lestat to bring his hand back and try to massage his back. Showtime takes the chance to drag him back to the middle of the ring, but King Cobra comes through the rope and approaches Showtime, obviously going to break the hold, but Nathan Mcelvoy gets in his way, pushing him back to the turnbuckle. As Mcelvoy tries to get Cobra back into his corner, Showtime releases the hold, and runs toward Cobra. Cobra pushes Nathan out of the way, and right after, Showtime delivers a stinger splash. Showtime celebrates over Cobra, who's body is on the mat, and eventually does the Shawn Michaels pose. He turns around to go back and deal with Lestat, but is met with a hard clothesline, as he's allowed Lestat enough time to recover, and the fans spark up, responding with loud cheers throughout the arena. Lestat doubles over, reeling from his back pain, and Showtime immediately delivers a tag to a suprised Nick Pickles, which causes the formerly cheering fans to boo both Nick and Showtime.

Pilgrim: Oh that was just cowardly. You got in some cheap shots at the beginning and used it to your advantage through the match so far, but at the first sign of trouble, he's out of there.
Almanti: It's called strategy! He obviously is tried from dominating Lestat, and needs a rest. Pickles can hold his own in there!
Pilgrim: He's still a coward!
Almanti: I dare you to say that to his face. See how much of a coward he is then!

Nick argues with Showtime about getting into the match at this time, but is forced to step in. Lestat has recovered a bit in the meantime, but Nick wastes no time in going for his weak spot. He throws punch after punch to Lestat's back, dropping him to his knees. Nick drops to one knee himself, and digs the other into Lestat's back, while pulling his arms backward.

Almanti: See? That's strategy right there! Work the guy's weak spot and set him up for an easy pin or submission!
Pilgrim: Whatever you say Tony.

Nick releases the hold, and lestat drops down to the mat. Nick gives him him some stomps, mainly to his back. He drags him up, and whips him to Showtime's corner. Showtime puts his boot through the second and top ropes, and Lestat's back makes direct connection with it, sending Lestat back down to the mat. Nick walks toward him, and forces him up again, and throws him into the turnbuckle. Showtime puts him in a chokehold, but Nathan breaks it up. Nick runs toward Lestat, but he forces his leg up, and Nick's face runs right into his boot, dropping him. Lestat drops himself, and begins crawling to his corner, where Cobra is cheering him on, and pumping up the crowd. Lestat makes it halfway, before Nick's back up, and stomps his back again. Lestat turns on to his back to try to prevent the attacks, and Nick delivers a leg drop. Nick once again drags him to his feet, and whips him to the ropes. On his way back, Nick attempts to deliver a clothesline, but Lestat ducks, hits the ropes again, and delivers one of his own as Nick turns around. The crowd begins cheering again, but Showtime jumps into the ring, but is caught with a clothesline himself. Lestat drags himself to his corner to make the tag, but his back pain causes him to fall to the mat in the center of the ring. Summing up his last bit of strength, he jumps to the corner, and delivers a tag to Cobra's outstretched arm. The fans pretty much go wild, as Cobra jumps into the ring. He backs into the ropes, and runs toward Nick and Showtime, who are both back up now, but they throw out their arms and try to deliver a double clothesline. Cobra ducks, hits the ropes again, and gets a running clothesline on both of them. He roars to the crowd, and promptly locks Nick in a Cobra Clucth, as McElvoy his forcing Showtime back into his corner.

Pilgrim: Boy, you can tell Cobra's been waiting to get his hands on Nick Pickles.
Almanti: And I'm sure Nick doesn't appreciate it one bit! To think, King Cobra laying his filthy hands upon Nick Pickles...It's shameful, I tell ya!

Nick struggles to break the hold, but Cobra tightens his grip, bearing his teeth and screaming out in aggression. With Showtime back on the apron, McElvoy focuses his attention on the match, giving Showtime enough space to run in and deliver a kick to Cobra's head, breaking the hold. He runs back to his corner, and tells nick to make the tag, which he does. Showtime jumps over the top rope, and delivers an impromptu dropkick to Cobra, who has just begun to respond to him. Showtime throws up his fist, taunting out to the fans, who respond with boos and insults. The crowd comes together and delivers and audible insult of "You suck!" Showtime throws his hands at them, in a "forget you," manner. He returns to Cobra, and ironically locks in his own Cobra Clutch, but doesn't release to maneuver it into a backbreaker.

Almanti: Haha! A taste of his own medicine! He's gonna rip his face off!
Pilgrim: If you ask me, I think it's dishonorable to use a man's own finisher on him, and that's exactly what Showtime has been displaying these past few weeks, a lack of honor!
Almanti: You think he cares what you think of him? He just wants to pick up the win!

Showtime tries to make Cobra tap out, but Cobra hasn't given in after being locked in the hold for a full minute. Showtime releases the hold in anger, forces Cobra on to his back, and goes for the cover.

One.

Two..

Kickout! It's broken up by Lestat, to which Nick responds by getting into the ring himself. McElvoy forces hem both back out, and Showtime stares down at Cobra angrily. He just stares. And then he seems to snap, punching, kicking, and stomping Coba to within an inch of his life. McElvoy almost calls for the bell, but Showtime stops soon enough. He goes for the cover again...

One.
Two..
And another kickout! Cobra breaks the pin himself, but doesn't seem to have recovered at all. He's still reeling in pain on the mat, seemingly distant.

Pilgrim: It seems this man might be running on pure instinct right now. Showtime is trying to completely destroy him!
Almanti: That's what happens when you step into the ring with a guy like him. If you don't know what you're getting yourself into, you should just forfeit. He doesn't stand a chance against showtime, their match last week should prove that.
Pilgrim: Oh yeah, because he won that fair and square, right?
Almanti: Hey, a win is a win, my man.

Showtime is made even more angry by the second kickout. He walks around the ring to regain his composure, but Cobra takes the chance to sneak in a tag to Lestat, who dashes in and begins trading punches with Showtime yet again. But this time, Lestat takes the advantage, driving him into the corner this time. He steps onto the second rope, and begins delivering punches to Showtime's head, as the crowd counts it off.

One!


Two!


Three!


Four!

Five!
Six!
Seven!

Showtime ends the flurry of punches by grabbing Lestats legs, and carrying him to the middle of the ring. It looks like he's going to deliver a powerbomb, but instead tosses Lestat up as high as his strength let's him. In an amazing feat, Showtime catches Lestat on his way down with The Fallen! Cobra comes in for a save, but takes a Season Ender right on the chin! McElvoy slides into position as Showtime goes for the pin!

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2.........






3!!!!!!!!

Pilgrim: And Mr. Showtime and Nick Pickles both continue their winning streaks!

Almanti: Both started off a little slower than they wanted, but they have really picked it up as of late.

Pilgrim: It's really going to be interesting to see what these men can accomplish through SuperMania and beyond.

[Tito Capaci]

The scene cuts to the back where Zevon has taken a lawn chair and a literal sack lunch to the door of Tito Capaci's office. The Midwest crowd sees this on the scene, but they don't know him because he's been on POW New England from the beginning. The do, however, notice the POW Eastern Heavyweight Championship Belt that Zevon has strapped across the arms of the lawn chair and over his legs that he is using as a table top. Greg Kilgreen finally strolls over and decides to see what the situation is.

Kilgreen: Mr. Zevon, it's a great pleasure to see you in POW Midwest. Why are you sitting outside Mr. Capaci's office?

Zevon just sits there looking at Greg Kilgreen. Kilgreen gets an air of uncomfortableness and starts to look around. He decides that maybe Zevon just doesn't want to talk and starts to walk away.

Zevon: Where you goin' Kilgreen?

Kilgreen: What? I just assumed you didn't want to talk.

Zevon: I had my mouth full. Didn't your mother ever tell you not to open your mouth and start talking, shooting your food all over the freaking place?

Kilgreen: Oh, well. Yeah. She did.

Zevon: Yeah, that's just some common decency. Now then. I have swallowed my scrumptious bite of peanut butter and banana sandwich. You may proceed with your planned interrogation.

Kilgreen: I wouldn't call it an interrogation, Zevon.

Zevon: It's called a light-hearted joke, Kilgreen. Wow. I really need to get this place a hiring firm.

Kilgreen: No, no. No need. But yes. It's a little confusing to see the POW Eastern Champion over here at the Midwest territory events. What's the occasion?

Zevon: The way I see it, Power On Wrestling Midwest has been labeled the top end territory for POW and I aim to put an end to all that. But I need to see Mr. Capaci to do that and he's decided to stay away because he knows what I'm going to ask.

Kilgreen: What are you going to ask?

Zevon: I want Shawn Stevens next week right here in Kansas City. Right here at the Ameristar Casino. And right in this building, the Star Pavilion.

Suddenly the crowd starts to cheer. The POW faithful have been keeping up with POW New England and now that they know who this is, they would love to see champion vs. champion.

Kilgreen: Shawn Stevens? I can only imagine the ratings! Why wouldn't Mr. Capaci be interested in that?

Zevon: Because he doesn't want to admit that POW New England has the superior talent. Personally, the folks in POW New England have been chomping at the bit to get our hands on some POW Midwest guys. I'm starting to think the Midwest guys are a little soft.

Kilgreen: Have you seen the star power in the Midwest? Shawn Stevens, George Duke, Rich Morrison, Murderous Entertain...

Zevon: KILGREEN! Stop, please. It's like nails down a chalkboard. Listen. I'm here all day. As you can see, I packed a lunch. I know Capaci has to walk through that door at some point because his keys are on his desk. Sucks for him. But I'll get to ask him at some point....some point tonight.

[Tito Capaci]

[Tito Capaci]

As the show comes back from commercial, the fans can see on the screen what the next match is going to be and the building starts a buzz, ready for the next match.

Tony Almanti: So! We've had a great show so far Alex, but...

Alex Pilgrim: It's only going to get better, that's right Tony!

The arena goes dark, and suddenly Adema's "The Way You Like It" begins. As the lights flicker back on, Kaleb Shadix is already emerging from the back. At the top of the ramp, he smirks and then begins walking down the ramp. The lights go out, and then come back on repeatedly as Kaleb makes his way down the ramp, only catching mere glimpses of him. As the lights continue flashing on and off, Kaleb finally makes his way towards the ring. He leaps up onto the ring apron and then steps through the middle and top ring ropes. Now, climbing the corner and standing on the second rope he glances about the audience, all the while the lights are continuing their alternation. He flips a quick bird towards the hissing crowd before getting down from the second rope and pacing around the ring as his theme dies down.

Alex Pilgrim: Where's his partner?

"Americas Most Hated" by Kevin Federline begins to play over the speakers in the POW arena. The building goes dark and a single light is shown at the entryway. Out of the curtain, "New Money" Rich Morrison appears. The crowd is booing loudly as Rich arrogantly walks to the ring. Every footstep corresponds to a beat in his themesong. He slowly slides into the ring. He gets on the middle rope and throws his arms above his head. He steps down from the turnbuckle and "runs the ropes" for a bit. He finally stops, looks into the camera and grins a cocky, toothy grin. Morrison means business tonight folks!

Richard Huff: And our first team, at a combined weight of 450 pounds! Rich Morrison and your Television Champion, Kaleb Shadix!

The two men exit the ring, talking strategy as "True Self" by Soil begins to play. Brian Lee walks out with his dripping wet hair covering his face. He walks a somewhat steady pace to the ring never bothering to look around at the fans. When he approaches the ring apron he stops and tilts his head down for a few seconds. He then slams his fist down twice on the apron and the roll in underneath the ropes. He stands up and and goes to a corner. He then throws his hair back out of his face and kneels down in fashion like he's ready to run at and attack his opponent.

The lights begin to fade into darkness, the arena decends into darkness for a few moments. The titantron flickers on, revealing images of various famous superstars fallen. Sprawled out on the mat, bloodied, bruised and beaten. The images intensify, flashing faster and faster before finally a bright white light transforms the titantron screen to a location where small lamps are positioned vertically. A man with a hood stands in the center, rubbing his hands in anticipation.

"I am Kailus Holmes"

The haunting piano then begins to play and the lights return, covering the arena in a deep blood red. Kailus cockily makes his way out the ring, the hood covering his face. He stops at the entrance stage, looking around at the fans. The drum loop is nearing it's end, Kailus thrusts his hands up, signalling for not only the guitar of the song to kick in, but for a huge yellow light to cover the back of the stage, shining on the back of Holmes. As the light finally subsides, Kailus lowers his hands and slowly walks down the ramp. Kailus moves down the ramp, pointing to the fans by the guard rail, exchanging hatred filled words with them. He shocks another fan by flipping him off as he nears the bottom of the stage. Kailus stops once again at the apron and resume looking around to play to the crowd. He resumes his push to the ring, but taking his time he paces to the ring steps. Before making his way up to the ring ropes, he leans forward, placing his right hand on the ring steps and pulling himself up like an animal on the hunt. In one swift motion, he straightens his back and leans through the ropes. He moves to the centre of the ring, pacing. He leans forward, grabbing his hood. He jumps back up, removing the hood and thrusts his hands outwards, signalling for more lighting to flash from above the ring apron. The red dull glow of the lights dies out and returns back to the original lighting. As the guitar solo begins, Kailus is on the turnbuckle, pointing to the crowd and claiming that he is the greatest superstar in the history of professional wrestling.

Richard Huff: Uhhh, okay, and the second team! Weighing in together at 507 lbs! Brian Lee and Kalius Holmes!

Manny Salazar is the referee for the match and calls for the opening bell!

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Kalius Holmes and Brian Lee vs. Rich Morrison and Kaleb Shadix

The match starts off as all four men charge to the center of the ring and start slugging it out. Rich Morrison pushes Kalius Holmes into the corner and follows him in, fists-a-flying. Kaleb Shadix ducks under a shot from Brian Lee and takes him down to the mat collegiate style, mounting him and raining shots down from above. Manny Salazar pulls Rich Morrison off of Kalius Holmes and sends both of the men out of the ring to their respective corners while Kaleb Shadix continues his punishment of Brian Lee. Morrison and Holmes grudgingly accept their forced exodus and stand stock still in their corners. Kaleb Shadix holds down Lee's arms and lifts his knee, driving into a grounded Lee's abdomen a couple of times before he gets to his feet, flipping off the booing crowd. Brian Lee rolls to his knees, gripping his stomach and resting his head on the mat. Brian Lee starts inching his way toward his partner who's arm is outstretched. Kaleb Shadix pulls Brian Lee over to Kalius Holmes and lifts him back to his feet. Shadix grabs hold of Brian Lee's arm and stretches it out toward Kalius Holmes mockingly. Kalius reaches for it, but Shadix pulls it out of the way, just in time. Kalius tries to angrily enter the ring, but Manny Salazar gets in the way, forcing him back out of the ring. Shadix throws Brian Lee into his corner and casually strolls over, before tagging in Rich Morrison.

Alex Pilgrim: Despicable! I can't believe that jackass is our Television Champion.

Tony Almanti: You mean he's the epitomy of confidence? Yeah, I agree.

Rich Morrison hops into the ring over the top rope, landing feet first on Brian Lee. Rich grabs onto Lee's feet and drags him to the center of the ring. Rich lifts up one of Lee's legs and tries to turn him over, but Lee grabs hold of Rich Morrison's ankle and pulls him down before pushing him off with his legs. Brian Lee finally gets to his feet as Rich Morrison rebounds off the ropes and tries to hit Lee with a clothesline, but Lee ducks underneath it and aims a kick to Morrison's side. Morrison catches the kick and backs off from an enziguri, but Lee manages to mule kick him, rolling out of the hold. Brian Lee tags in his partner Kalius Holmes, who is now itching to get into the ring. Kalius Holmes enters the ring as Rich Morrison massages his jaw. The two men lock up, testing each other's strength and Kalius Holmes easily wins, putting Morrison on his knees. Kalius Holmes whips behind Rich, pulling his arm over his head, twisting on his shoulder. Rich Morrison backs up, forcing Holmes into the corner turnbuckle, but Holmes uses his unique leverage and easily turns Morrison into the corner. Rich Morrison steps up the turnbuckles and backflips over Holmes, releasing the pressure on his shoulder and pulling Kalius down to the mat at the same time.

Tony Almanti: Look out Olympics!

Rich Morrison gets a running start and leaps onto the second rope, flying off for a quick Morrisault, but Holmes easily rolls out of the way, forcing Rich to crash into the unforgiving mat. Holmes lifts Morrison up and whips him into the ropes. Morrison bounces off and before Holmes can deliver a move, Morrison leaps up and dropkicks him hard in the face, knocking him down to the mat. Morrison, favoring his midsection from the missed move, leaps over and tags in the fresh Kaleb Shadix. Shadix enters into the ring and drives a hard uppercut into Kalius Holmes's jaw right as he gets to his feet. Kalius Holmes reels back, landing back first on the ropes. Kaleb tries to grab hold of Kalius's head, but Holmes shrugs him off and rakes Shadix across the eyes. Unable to see, Shadix moves away from Holmes toward the corner where Brian Lee stands, waiting. Brian Lee clubs Shadix on the back of the neck while Kalius chops Shadix in the chest. Kalius Holmes grips Shadix around the torso and throws him over in a messy belly to belly suplex. He gets back to his feet and tags in Brian Lee.

Alex Pilgrim: Well, we're back to where we started, the only difference is each guy is a bit worse for the wear.

Brian Lee aims a hard shot at Shadix, but it's ducked under and from behind Lee improvises and pulls Shadix over for a quick rollup.

1...

KICKOUT!

Just as Kaleb kicks out of the fast pin, Kalius Holmes pulls Rich Morrison from his post at the corner before he can interfere, landing his jaw on the apron. Kalius Holmes lets loose a mailstrom of shot to Rich Morrison as he tries to back away, heading back toward the entryway. Kaleb Shadix delivers a low blow to Brian Lee while Manny Salazar's attention is elsewhere. Shadix shrugs his shoulders as Rich Morrison gets to the top of the ramp and starts fighting back against Kalius Holmes, finally mustering out a double leg takedown and driving shots into his opponent's face. Shadix pick Brian Lee up and delivers a couple of hard shots into his gut while gripping the back of his head. Shadix lets a final couple of hard shots into Brian Lee's head. Before Lee falls back, Kaleb Shadix throws his head between his legs and lifts him up so that Lee is inverted. Kaleb Shadix flips the crowd off once more and drops to his hind-quarters, flattening Lee with a piledriver. He covers Lee for the pin.

1...

2...

3!!!

Richard Huff: Your winners! KALEB SHADIX AND RICH MORRISON!

Tony Almanti: Well, there you have it, folks!

Alex Pilgrim: Wait, Holmes and Morrison don't seem to know that it's over!

Kalius Holmes finally managed to push Morrison off of him and the camera cuts over to them just as Rich Morrison is being driven into the stage by a shining wizard. Kalius picks Rich up to his feet and pulls him over to the edge of the stage. He grabs hold of Morrison's head, like he's setting up for a DDT, but while he's letting out a roar of victory, Morrison pushes out of the hold and kicks Kalius in the guy. Rich Morrison grabs onto Kalius the same way and lets out the same roar, but this time mockingly. He lets go and whips around, hooking Kalius's head with his other arm and jumps off the stage sideways, taking Holmes with him. Rich Morrison doesn't manage to right himself as they fall, and both men land sickeningly on the hard arena floor below, both of their heads bouncing off of each other as they land. Neither man moves much as the EMTs come out and the crowd goes wild for these two. The EMTs check on both men and wrap braces around their necks and raise them onto stretchers. Blood can be seen flowing out of Kalius's nose as they are carted off backstage.

[Tito Capaci]

The scene opens in the crowded hallways backstage of the POW arena where Josh and Jeska Eagles can be seen pushing their way through the crowd with an obvious disregard for all the staff and wrestlers around them, they have one thought in mind... Tito Capaci. The Eagles are heading straight for the office of Mr. Capaci when they are actually caught off guard in the hall by the Head Honcho himself.

Tito: "Hey if it isn't Josh Eagles, POW's favorite washed up wrestler, now tell me are you going to go down two nothing tonight and further my point a little more?"

Josh ignores Tito's attempts to get him riled, having known Tito for too long for it to actually work anymore.

Josh: "I am not here to talk about Reck, I will be dealing with him and wiping that look off your face in just a couple of hours! Right now I want to talk to you about Hannibal... tell me you saw what happened to me last week?"

Tito: "Now that depends... are you talking about getting beaten by Macros or beaten by Brian Lee because I saw both of those happen!? I also saw you do a little number on him just a while back by jumping him from behind."

Josh: "No I am talking about how HANNIBAL and his dumbass manager screwed me over and then challenged me to a match and on top of it all said some other stuff we won't get into. What I did was just retribution."

Tito: "Oh you are talking about his remarks about the UWL Title... I meant to ask you what was up with that, I thought that FDCM was the REAL UWL Champion?"

Josh: "According to HIM! But that is neither here nor there and again not what I want to get into... I WANT Hannibal at Supermania III. It seems that I can't have Reck Maverick since he is fighting Flap... so I want to get revenge against the asshat who screwed me over and I want to be sure that Brian Lee and that dumb ass idiot manager are all there... I don't even care if I have to fight Brian Lee and Hannibal in a damn Handi-cap match or find a partner take them in a tag match... HELL even if I only get one of them and the other is just in the corner... as long as you tell me you are going to give me them.

Tito: "You say you will fight them in any match I want?"

Josh: "That's right!"

Tito: "Hmmm... so I could give you a Two on One Handicap match?"

Josh: "Yes!"

Tito: "I could make it a One on One no holds barred?"

Josh: "Anything you want! I just want HANNIBAL!!!!"

Tito: "Alright then I will make it... well actually I have to think about it, ya know see if it is good for the rating and all... see if the match would even be worth putting on the card! Don't get upset though Eagles... it isn't personal it's strictly buisness!

With that Tito turns and walks away leaving Josh clenching his fist and Jeska shaking her head and watching the boss leave.

[Tito Capaci]

Lights, Camera, Action by Mr Cheeks blasts throughout the arena as the lights go out a few lights of blue and orange are panning over the entranceway as a hooded Night and Daye both walk out Daye walks ahead and kneels down as Night turns around behind him. Night puts his hands in the air and the two lift their hoods at the same time as the lights comes on. They both walk down to the ring taunting fans along the way with their signature "close up" taunt. They get into the ring and get loose before the match.

Pilgrim: Here is the most highly decorated tag team in POW.

Amanti: Hey there is still the four Horsemen.

Superstar by Saliva begins to blast over the P.A. as Felon slowly steps from behind the black curtain. The intensity in the arena rises instantly as Felon walks with a purpose to the ring, some fans cheering some fans just cant stand the rawness that felon brings to professional wrestling. As he enters the ring he seems to be all business, seemingly not even wanting to wait for the bell.

Pilgrim: He is probably still steamed from his loss against Stevens.

Almanti: He is going to kill somebody tonight.


Bad to the Bone by Whoever sings the damn thing blasts throughout the speakers as Flap comes down to the ring with ALF who is carrying an Cooler full of DR PEPPER!

Pilgrim: Guess he is thirsty.

Almanti: Yea if he sees is mention me to him so I can grab one. My throat is dry.

"Iron Man" by Black Sabbath plays as two men with black leather jackets come down the aisle and get into the ring.

Pilgrim: There’s thw UWC tag team champions.

Almanti: They may be champs but so is Felon lets see how this turns out.

Ding-Ding

Murderous Entertainment (Final Cut and Midnight Felon vs. The Wrecking Squad and Flap Flanagan

Night and Flap start the match off with Flap running toward Night and trying a clothesline but it doesn’t affect the monster Night. Flap runs to the ropes but night takes him out with a boot to the face. Night grabs Flap by the throat and hoists him the air and throws him into the turnbuckles.

Pilgrim: Well Flap isn’t starting off to good.

Almanti: Well he is facing Night so what do you think is going to happen?

Night starts laying in some elbows before going over to his corner and tagging in Daye. Daye comes in and runs at Flap and connecting with a body splash. Daye continues by running against the ropes and connecting with a running bulldog. Daye picks Flap up and throws him into Flaps corner and awaits as Flap tags in a member of the Wrecking Squad Crush.

Pilgrim: Well hit looks like Daye wants the Wrecking Squad.

Almanti: He isn’t the “God’s Gift to Wrestling” for nothing.

Crush comes in and him and Daye circle each other before locking up. Crush gets the advantage by grabbing Daye in a head lock but Daye shoves him into the ropes but gets knocked back down by a shoulder block. Crush runs into the ropes again and Daye flips on his belly and Crush jumps over Daye. Daye gets to his feet and lands a standing dropkick on Crush which send him to the mat. Dozer comes running but Daye hit’s a standing dropkick on him as well. Flap grabs a Dr. Pepper and offers it to Daye. Daye confused grabs the can opens it and take a few gulps then spit’s the Dr. Pepper in the face of Flap.

Pilgrim: Guess Daye isn’t a Dr. Pepper fan.

Almanti: Bitch.

Flap is rubbing his eyes and Daye hit’s a shuffle side kick to the face of Flap which sends him out of the ring. Crush is back now and clubs Daye in the back. Crush hits Daye with a German Suplex and goes for the pin.

1!!!

2!!!

Night breaks up the pin. Daye rolls over and tags in Midnight Felon. Felon comes in and starts throwing rights to Crush. As the referee is restraining Night Dozer comes in and attacks Felon. Dozer and Crush set up and connect with the Apocalyptic Bomb. Dozer slides out as Crush pins Felon. The referee turns around just in time.

1!!!

2!!!

Thre- No Daye breaks it up with the Houston Hangover!!!!!

Dozer comes back in and tries a clothesline but Daye ducks and Delivers the Daye of Wreckoning to Dozer. Night drops from the apron and grabs Flap who tries to get in and hits Flap with the M’Nite Killa on the outside to Flap!!!

Pilgrim: My god Night could have just killed Flap.

Almanti: Just think what Night will do to whoever he chooses to when he cashes in his AAA Medallion.

Felon makes it to his feet and tags in Daye and Dozer gets the tag from Crush. Dozer and Daye are exchanging rights and Daye ducks the final one and delivers another Daye of Wreckoning on Dozer. Daye gets up and stumbles back and Felon slaps Daye in the back tagging himself in. Daye looks at Felon questioningly as Felon walks over and taunts Dozer. Dozer then out of nowhere rolls Felon up for the pin. Tom McElvoy goes for the count!

1!!!

2!!!

3!!!

Ding-Ding

Night and Daye throw their hands in the air as Crush grabs his partner and Flap and they start walking up the ramp as Murderous Entertainment are in the ring. Felon starts to walk up to Night and Daye but Final Cut just shake their heads and turn their back on Felon and leave the ring as Felon stands their alone in the ring.

Pilgrim: And The Wrecking Squad come in early and exert their muscle on POW!

Almanti: The tag division here is amazing. And now we have the Wrecking Squad on top of that!

Night and Daye both are giving hard stares at Midnight Felon who was not on top of his game. Their look isn't that of concern, but one of anger that he cost them the match against Flap and the Wrecking Squad.

Pilgrim: It looks like Final Cut aren't too pleased with Felon at this point.

Almanti: He really laid an egg this week. Both Night and Daye wrestled good enough to win this match, but you're only as strong as your weakest chain and on this night, Midnight Felon was easily the weakest.

Pilgrim: It will be interesting to see if this puts a damper on the Murderous Entertainment relationship. On thing is for sure, we won't know about it until we come back from break!

[Tito Capaci]

[Tito Capaci]

As the show comes back from commercial, it's focused on Zevon who is still sitting at Capaci's office door, asleep in his lawn chair. Capaci creeps into the scene and tries to tip-toe past the POW Eastern Champion of the New England territory, but as he opens the door, it creeks and Zevon pops up, a little startled, but fully aware.

Zevon: Ahh, Mr. Capaci. I knew you would be back. I have a request. A specific request for a match.

Capaci: You want Shawn Stevens next week.

Zevon: News travels fast.

Capaci: I don't know. I think next week is pretty much booked solid. I don't think it's a good time to try to work it in.

Capaci tries to walk on inside, but Zevon sticks his hand out and keeps Capaci from going in his office. Capaci gives Zevon a look that says, "watch it, boy." Zevon stares him right back down.

Zevon: When would be a good time then...boss.

Capaci: I tell you what. You want Stevens? Fine. Non-title. But we're going to do this my way. I don't want any extra-curriculars. So you bring five guys from POW New England. I'll pick five guys from POW Midwest and we'll have ourselves a little Midwest vs. New England Lumberjack match.

Zevon: You seriously aren't trying to compare the lumberjacks of the Midwest to those in New England, right? With all due respect, some of the best lumberjacks in the world are in Maine and Ver...

Capaci: Cut the wise cracks. We aren't cutting down pine trees. That's the deal. Take it or leave it.

Zevon: It all sounds fine to me. See you and your champion next week, Mr. Capaci.

The crowd cheers as the camera switches back to Almanti and Pilgrim at the booth, both with a look of shock on their face.

Pilgrim: Tony, what huge news! Next week it's gonig to be the POW Midwest Heavyweight Champion against the POW Eastern Heavyweight Champion and it's going to happen right here in the Ameristar Casino!

Almanti: No week off for Shawn Stevens. He still has to prepare for Dave Hunter who he will be facing at SuperMania, but his attention at the moment must be focused on Zevon of the New England territory.

Pilgrim: I don't know if anything could be more exciting than that news, but I know two wrestlers who are going to try to top it with match two of their best of five series!

Almanti: Josh Eagles is down a match and you know he doesn't want to be down 2-0. A shot at the POW Midwest Heavyweight Championship belt is on the line in this series, so the best of both of these two great wrestlers is coming out. I just have to believe that Eagles feels the need to win a little more and will be the one to pull it out tonight.

"Sad But True" by Metallica begins to play and the lights dim as a strobe light pours over the entrance area. The curtain opens and Jeska Eagles makes her way onto the stage with a big smile on her face as the crowd booing and cheering, depending on their disposition toward Eagles. She then signals to the curtain and Josh makes his way out too an even bigger mixture of boos and cheers.

Pilgrim: And here comes the man you believe will win this match, Tony. Eagles certainly has his game face on tonight.

Almanti: Eagles has too much pride and I know he wants to get back on the winning side of things after dropping a match to Macros at Big Bang this past weekend.

Eagles walks over and grabs Jeska by the hand and raises her hand into the air. Josh and Jeska then walk to the ring hand in and. When they reach the ring Jeska runs up the stairs and parts the ropes for Josh to get through and he does then heads to the first turnbuckle and strikes an arrogant pose and awaits the entrance of his opponent, Reck Maverick.

Pilgrim: This arena is just in total suspense, waiting for Reck Maverick to step onto that ramp!

The lights begin to alternate between dark blue and crimson red as "His World" begins to fill the arena. The fans go crazy for Reck. Over the music the sound of a flute can be heard... it's a familiar tune: The fanfare of the DragonZord!! Doooo - Do, Do - Do Di Doooo! Suddenly a puff of smoke explodes in front of the curtain and Reck Maverick appears out of thin air. He stands in a cool ninja pose for a second, his eyes darting back and forth and his Dragon Armour and Shredder helmet glimmering in the light then he breaks into a traditional ninja run as he quickly dashes to the ring and dives between the first and second ropes.

Almanti: I know the fans are cheering like raving lunatics, but come on Alex....this is stupid.

Pilgrim: Stupid? It's a damn hit!

He kips up and draws his Blade of Legend. He begins to go into a Kata, swinging the blade and throwing kicks, Finally he drops to one knee and goes to drive the blade in the mat, but he stops short to avoid tearing the canvas - as he is doing the Kata the lights slowly cut of except a single spotlight shining on Maverick. He places the sword back into it's sheath and hands it to a ringside attendant then slowly stands up and removes his Armour and helmet as the lights come back up. With the Armour removed he salutes his fans with a now trademark thumbs up as the music dies. He walks to his corner and sits upon the top turnbuckle and flashes the Four Horsemen gesture as he waits for the contest to begin.

Pilgrim: We are literally just seconds away from Reck Maverick versus Josh Eagles and ths arena is already on it's feet!

Almanti: We have to go commercial! We'll be right back!

Pilgrim: Damn it! We're not going anywhere!

Almanti: It's a little joke, Pilgrim. Relax.

Benny Lawson has a short discussion with both guys in their own corners with both wrestlers loosening up getting ready for a huge, huge match. Lawson heads to the center of the ring and calls for the bell!

ding-ding

BEST OF FIVE SERIES MATCH TWO
Reck Maverick (1) vs. Josh Eagles (0)

The bell rings, and Reck Maverick approaches Eagles cautiously. Eagles doesn’t return the favor, booting Reck and hitting a series of forearm smashes, followed by a scoop slam. Backing off, Eagles arrogantly taunted Maverick to some boos from the fans. A tie up saw Eagles score with the headlock takedown, Maverick counter with the headscissor, Eagles reverse that into a deathlock. Eagles spun into a front chancery, Maverick reversed into a hammerlock, switches to a full nelson, and Eagles stomps on his foot! Some more boos go up for Eagle’s cheap shot.

Pilgrim: Some have said that Eagle's kind and almost good-guy charm has been waning recently and with attacks like these, he's not giving anyone reason to doubt his sincerity of doing the right thing.

Almanti: Hey, the right thing is winning this series and getting a POW Heavyweight Title shot.

Eagles now punches Maverick, driving him across the ring and into the corner. An Irish whip sends Reck across the ring, Eagles flies in, looking to hit a whisper in the wind, but Maverick dodges! Eagles hits the ropes so that he flips backwards and lands on his feet but off balance, and Maverick blasts him with a ninja chop! Eagles rolls out of the ring to more boos. Maverick climbs the turnbuckle, and as Eagles looks around, Maverick jumps off with a cross body that sends both men down!

Pilgrim: And Reck Maverick is showing that he's laying it all on the line too! He wants to take a demanding lead in this best of five series!

Almanti: Yeah, yeah, but you can't pin anyone outside the ring, Alex.

Maverick throws Eagles into the ring, but Eagles cheap shots Maverick as he slides into the ring, and then just stomps him a bit. Pulling Maverick up only to snapmare him, he runs the far ropes and hits a seated dropkick to knock Reck to the mat, and then a quick elbow drop. He just leaves his elbow on Reck to make the cover, Reck kicks out easily. Eagles goes back on the offense, pulling Maverick to his feet and snap suplexing him into the middle of the ring. He runs to the turnbuckle, jumps straight to the top rope, and comes off with a rotating guillotine legdrop! This time he hooks the leg with Benny Lawson dropping down for the pincount!

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KICKOUT BY RECK!

Pilgrim: And a nearfall for Eagles!

Almanti: Wow, that was close. Eagles just needs to stay on the offensive and everything will go right.

Eagles is beginning to get frustrated now. He throws Reck into the corner and just starts pummeling him, as the boos from the fans keep getting louder. A cross ring Irish whip… is reversed! Eagles hits the corner, Maverick charges, but Eagles is ready with the back drop. Only, Maverick hangs onto the top rope and lands on the apron! From the apron he roundhouse kicks Eagles on the back of the head, sending him stumbling to the center of the ring, and setting himself up for a springboard into a facebuster! Maverick makes the cover!

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KICKOUT!

Pilgrim: Great agility by Maverick to hit that amazing springboard maneuver!

Almanti: And a close call. I about lost my lunch right there.

Maverick pulls Eagles up by the hair, grabs him by the neck with one hand, and gives the thumbs up to cheers from the crowd – cheers which turn to boos as Eagles takes advantage of the stalling with a low kick and a Flanchiser!

Almanti: Atta Boy! Use your new allies best weapon!

Pilgrim: One has to figure that Reck takes him using Flap Flanagan's finishing move.

With Reck down again, Eagles pulls him to his feet and runs across the ring, dropping at the last minute and throwing Maverick under the bottom rope so he lands on the floor. Climbing to the apron, Eagles takes aim and hits an elbow drop off the apron to the back of Maverick’s head. Pulling the Atomic Ninja to his feet, Eagles whips him down the aisle – Maverick’s back hits the guardrail. Eagles charges, but hanging from the guardrail, Maverick gets his feet up! Eagles stumbles backwards, Maverick comes at him running, but Eagles back drops him! The fans wince as Maverick hits the ringside mats back first. Eagles then adds insult to injury by Irish whipping Maverick back first into the ring apron. Climbing onto the apron behind him, Eagles applies a sleeper, and uses his position standing on the apron to haul Reck well off the ground! After leaving him hanging in the sleeper for a bit, Eagles drops him. Maverick hits the apron and falls to ringside, where Eagles jumps off the apron and stomps him on the head.

Pilgrim: And Eagles is getting just plain nasty now.

Almanti: Hey, even I'll admit that Reck is a hell of a wrestler. To win, you have to be willing to bend the rules every now and then.

Eagles then starts to Irish whip Maverick again, towards the ring apron. Maverick does a handstand, bounces his feet off the top rope, and catches Eagles with a reverse DDT on the outside, his momentum aided by his feet bouncing off the ropes! Maverick takes until the count of 8 to recover, at which point he rolls into the ring to stop the count, then goes back out after Eagles. Hooking him for a suplex, Maverick drops Eagles on his front on the ring apron, then enters the ring and pulls Eagles in after him. Maverick places Eagles on his shoulder for the Maverick Cutter… Eagles rolls off the back and tries a schoolboy! But Maverick rolls through the schoolboy and comes back to his feet holding onto Eagles’ arm! Reck jumps in the air right before delivering the Retro Buster! He goes for the pin!

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Eagles puts his foot on the ropes!

Pilgrim: And the awareness of Eagles saves him from dropping 2-0 in this series!

Almanti: Ring awareness and guts, Alex. Both have been huge for both of these guys tonight.

Maverick grabs that leg that Eagles put on the ropes and uses it to drag him to the center of the ring, where he signals for The Best Damn Figure 4 Leg Lock in North America! As he starts to apply it, Eagles kicks him away. Maverick hits the ropes with his chest, then bounces backwards. Eagles hops onto his shoulders, spins off and drops him with a DDT on the way down, executing the Kiss of Death! Eagles hooks the leg


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Reck barely kicks out!


Pilgrim: I thought for sure Eagles had the win right there!

Almanti: For the love of God, Josh! Just put the ninja away!

Eagles calls for the end. He sets Reck on the top rope, and starts hooking him for the top rope version of the Celtic Cross, but Reck’s fighting! Reck fights out, ends up with his feet on the middle rope, and he hoists Eagles onto his shoulders! But just before he can take Eagles down to the mat with the Kage Maverick Cutter, Flap Flannigan appears! Flannigan has a can of Dr. Pepper in his hand, and he leaps onto the apron and slams the can into Reck’s head, so hard that the can explodes! Maverick falls backwards off the turnbuckle, with Eagles landing on his feet! Eagles moving quickly, drags Maverick to mid ring and plants him with the Eagles Wings! He makes the cover and Lawson drops down for the count!



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Almanti: He did it! I knew it!

Pilgrim: This was a huge win for Josh Eagles! The series is now knotted up at one win a piece! Wait, what the?

Hannibal and Mike McManus are back around and Hannibal slides into the room and swings a chair at Eagles, but Eagles ducks under. Eagles never stops his momentum and clotheslines Mike McManus who was up on the ropes. He turns around just in time for Hannibal to nail Eagles across the head with the steel chair.

McManus, holding his back grabs the microphone before getting back into the ring. He steps beside Hannibal before addressing the crowd.

Mike McManus: Take a long damn look, Power On Wrestling. This is the future! You think Eagles can withstand the power of Hannibal? Look at this picture! Take a long, long look. This is the last thing you see tonight, but the first think that will be on all of your minds for now until Hannibal decides you should think differently.

McManus drops the microphone. Hannibal spits on Josh Eagles and eyes down Reck Maverick who has rolled out of the ring and being helped up the ramp by Lance Erikson. Hannibal hops up on the middle turnbuckle and soaks in the boos from the arena.

Pilgrim: And Hannibal is still here to make a statement!

Almanti: He's going to get a chance to put the exclamation point on that statement at SuperMania III when he takes on Josh Eagles for some serious-ass bragging rights!

Pilgrim: We'll see what else unfolds, but we're going to have to wait until next week to do it!

The show ends with the cameras focused on Hannibal standing on the middle turnbuckle.

[Tito Capaci]

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