The Road to Dixie Slampede 6-07-07

[Tito Capaci]

"Kountry Gentleman" by Family Force 5 starts to blare throughout the Star Pavilion in Kansas City as the fans stand to their feet and cheer loudly. Over the music, Alex Pilgrim and Tony Pilgrim start their hosting of the show.

Pilgrim: Welcome back to Kansas City, Missouri where the Star Pavilion will once again play host to Power On Wrestling and "The Road to Dixie Slampede!" It's an absolutely electric atmosphere here tonight and I can guarentee fireworks! As always, I'm Alex Pilgrim and with me is the POW Bad Boy himself, Tony Almanti. Tony, everyone is pumped about the main event tonight.

Almanti: Kaleb Shadix and Rich Morrison have put together a tag team they like to call, "Excellence Personified." Who can argue with that? Kaleb Shadix is like 200 and 0 in singles and Rich Morrison also has one of the very best records inside POW. But their opponents? Their undefeated in tag team work as well. Lance Erikson, arguably the best tag team wrestler in the company, is 7 and 1 in tag matches. His partner? Just the Midwest Heavyweight Champion in Shawn Stevens. There is no love loss between these two teams tonight.

Pilgrim: It is going to be war in that ring for our main event! But first, we have a singles match between two men that are trying to push their way to the top!

"Eye of the Tiger" starts to play as the fans hit a mixed reaction, most consisting of boos as King Cobra stars to walk down the ramp. Cobra pretends not to hear the crowd as continues toward the ring.

Pilgrim: And King Cobra really started off on a roll here in POW, but has since gone down hill.

Almanti: Comes with the territory. You can't stay on top forever in a place like this.

Cobra slides into the ring and hops up on the middle turnbuckle and holds his hands in the air, but the crowd doesn't respond. He a yells a few derogatory things at the crowd, but quickly stops when “Life Wasted” by Pearl Jam begins to play throughout the arena. The crowd instantly goes nuts for POW's biggest new free agent signee, Eddie Jones.

*You're always saying that there's something wrong...
I'm starting to believe it's your plan all along...

Death came around, forced to hear its song...
And know tomorrow can't be depended on.*


Eddie Jones appears in the crowd at the top of the lower level in a very Sandman-esque manner. Dangling from his mouth is a cigarette. He takes a puff and exhales before putting the cigarette back in his mouth. He stands at the top of the stairway and stares down into the crowd. He raises one of his arms high into the air.


*I seen the home inside your head,...
All locked doors and unmade beds.
Open sores unattended
Let me say just once that*


Eddie makes his way down the stairs slowly as the crowd both cheers and boos at him. He looks around at the crowd occasionally and takes an occasional drag from his cigarette as he descends the steps.


*I have faced it,... A life wasted,...
I'm never going back again.

I escaped it,... A life wasted,...
I'm never going back again.*


Eddie stops a moment when he gets to the barrier and takes a final drag on his cigarette. He exhales and drops his cigarette to the ground and crushes it out with his foot. He climbs over the barrier and rolls under the bottom rope.

Pilgrim: And here he is, Eddie Jones! The greatest champion in Lion's Road history is right here in POW about to make his debut!

Almanti: It's a defning moment for him and a huge opportunity for King Cobra to get back into thick of championship discussions.

Tom McElvoy checks the competitors for their preparations and is satisfied. He calls for the opening bell!

ding-ding

King Cobra vs. Eddie Jones

Pilgrim: And here we go to start of "The Road to Dixie Slampede!"

As the bell sounds, Eddie Jones stays in his corner, simply eying Cobra down. Cobra yells at him from the center of the ring, telling him to bring it, but Eddie just continues to stand leaning against his turnbuckle. Cobra tries calling him names and yelling at him, but never gets any kind of reaction out of Jones. Eddie just continues sto stare a whole through his opponent, King Cobra. The frustration on Cobra is getting obvious.

Pilgrim: And I'm not sure what the strategy of Eddie Jones is here. But he certainly has King Cobra off his game.

Almanti: Cobra loves to see the action pressed and Eddie Jones knows that. He's getting under Cobra's skin by doing.....well, nothing.

Cobra tries yelling a few more things at Eddie Jones, but nothing works. Cobra finally charges Eddie Jones and tries to lariat him against the turnbuckle, but, Eddie sidesteps and ducks so that Cobra runs into the corner. Cobra clutches his stomach and turns around to a series of hard MMA style elbows to the face and neck, backing him back into the corner. Once he has him backed up, Jones hammerthrows Cobra to the opposite corner and quickly runs after him and follows it up with a huge turnbuckle splash. Cobra bounces off a bit as Jones climbs up to the top turnbuckle in lightning speed and DRILLS Cobra with a top rope bulldog!

Pilgrim: And Eddie Jones looks to make short work of King Cobra!

Almanti: A very impressive display so far Eddie Jones!

Eddie puts on hand on Cobra's chest as McElvoy starts the count!


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NO!!!!!

The crowd gasps as Eddie Jones lifts up the head of King Cobra to break his own pin count!

Pilgrim: Eddie Jones could have win this thing right here!

Almanti: He's not done making his point just yet!

Jones pulls the almost lifeless body of Cobra to his feet and hits a huge DDT that probably just knocked Cobra out. Jones pulls out the cutthroat sign to the amusement of the fans before climbing to the top rope.

Pilgrim: And now Eddie Jones is going for a high risk maneuver!

Almanti: They're always dangerous, Alex!

Eddie leaps from the top, frog splash....NAILED IT! The crowd leaps to their feet as Eddie pushes his himself up, using a two hand side pin on Cobra with McElvoy counting again!

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3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Pilgrim: And Eddie Jones just destroyed King Cobra in his debut match here in POW!

Almanti: Very impressive for Mr. Jones. With wins like these, he's bound to get his shots sooner rather than later.

Jones doesn't get to worked up over the win as he calmly slides out of the ring and starts to go back up through the crowd, the same way he came in.

Pilgrim: Don't go anywhere. That was just beginning! We have a huge triangle match coming up and don't forget our main event pitting four of POW's biggest stars in the ring at the same time when Kaleb Shadix and Rich Morrison take on Lance Erikson and Shawn Stevens!

[Tito Capaci]

Almanti: Now my favorite time of the night. Oh wait no it's not.
Pilgrim: Up next is the triple threat match featuring Scott Lanegan, Brian Lee, and POW Newcomer, Meltdown.

"Aenema" by Tool hits and as the opening guitar riffs play, blue smoke pours out of the entrance for a short while as the first verse plays. As the chorus kicks in, the smoke quickly stops and Meltdown walks out quickly, tightening his mask and walking down the ramp quickly with Tavi by his side.

Huff: Making his way to the ring, he weighs in at 240 pounds he hails from Middlesbrough , England....Meltdown!

He slaps the hands of a few fans before walking quickly up the steps and entering the ropes, getting onto one knee and bowing his head. Tavi slides in and takes off the mask, kissing him on the forehead. She takes off his robe and folds it over her shoulder, placing the mask onto the turnbuckle before sliding out. Meltdown starts pacing around the ring, waiting for his opponents.

Pilgrim: This is the first time we have seen this young man in POW.
Almanti: It's Kid Luck Alex....a little mask and him disappearing for a week doesn't change who he is.
Pilgrim: We shall find out tonight.

"10,000 Fist" by Disturbed takes off and after the low toned opening, Brian Lee walks out from the back giving fans a look as if he's ready to attack anyone who provokes him. He raises his "Wreck" sign in the air and slaps it a few times while nodding his head at the fans.

Huff: On his way to the ring, weighing in at 257 pounds, he comes from Winston-Salem, N.C.....Brian Lee!

Proceeding on towards the ring he finger points and yells at some of the members of the crowd. Once at the ring he walks up the stairs and then hangs his wreck sign on the ring post. He climbs up the post and raises his fist in the air and nods his head taking in the audiences reaction. He hops down into the ring and gets ready for the match.

Almanti: Here is my pick for this match. Badass defined.
Pilgrim: No bias huh?
Almanti: None what so ever.

"Trip Like I Do" by Filter hits and as quickly as he can Scott walks out of the curtain. He looks around at the area, familiarizing his surroundings. Heads down the ramp then he then steps into the ring as if nothing special had happened.

Huff: In the ring now, weighing in at 260 pounds, he comes to POW through way of Seattle, WA......Scott Lanegan!

All three men stare each other down and size each other up as Tom McElvoy calls for the bell and the match begins.

Brian Lee vs. Scott Lanegan vs. Meltdown

Immediately Meltdown and Lanegan both go for Lee. Both start throwing rights and lefts Lee recoils after each hit right into another. Lanegan kicks him in the stomach and hits a gutwrench suplex. Meltdown picks Lee up and hits an STO. Both men pick up Lee and hit a double suplex. Lee crawls to his feet and walks right into a double suplex setup again but this time they drop him across the ropes. He slides back onto the apron and both men hit a double dropkick sending Lee to the floor.

Pilrgrim: It appears Meltdown and Lanegan want to get rid of the longest "veteran" of POW in this match in Brian Lee.
Almanti: This is a damn handicap match.

With Lee on the outside Meltdown turns to Lanegan and hits a stiff shin kick to the ribs of Lanegan. Then switches legs and hits a kick to the other side. He follows up with a back spinning elbow making Lanegan stumble, Meltdown runs off the ropes and runs back towards Lanegan, he ducks under a clothesline and spins back and jumps onto Lanegan and hits a hurricanrana. Meltdown rolls back to his feet as Lanegan gets up slowly. Meltdown runs to the corner and hops onto the turnbuckle he jumps backwards to hit a Diving Calf Kick but Lanegan sees it coming and ducks. Meltdown crashes onto the canvas.

Pilgrim: Meltdown went for it all but missed.

At this time Brian Lee gets back into the ring and blindsides Lanegan. He starts stomping the back of Lanegan's head. Lee then dives over on top of Meltdown and makes the cover.

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2......

KICKOUT!

Lee gets back up and turns back to Lanegan. Lee blatantly chokes Lanegan in front of the ref. McElvoy gets to a four count before breaking the hold up. He admonishs Lee who just laughs and does the same thing to Meltdown. McElvoy warns Lee who argues back and tells the ref to shut up. Lee gives the ref the finger and turns to Lanegen who knocks Lee down with a clothesline. Lee gets up and gets another. Lanegan kicks Lee in the gut and hits a Double Arm DDT. He rolls Lee over for the pin.

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KICKOUT!

Almanti: Good Kickout!
Pilgrim: Highly competitive and fast paced between these three. They all wanna make an impact.

Lee rolls from the ring again. Meltdown is back up and he goes for Lanegan only to get a kick to the stomach and then hits the Needle. Meltdown grabs his eyes and reaches for the ropes to prevent any more damage being done while he can't see. But Lanegan seizes the opportunity and lifts up Meltdown in the Junk Grunge. He holds the move for a few seconds then brings Meltdown to the mat with a huge crash. Lanegan stands up and signals he's going for the pin, but Brian Lee runs into the ring and shoves Lanegan out through the ropes. Lanegan hits the floor face first and rolls to the barricade.

Pilgrim: Brian Lee with the cheap shot. He could win here.
Almanti: That's strategy my friend.

Meltdown pulls himself to his feet but Lee is already in wait he runs off the ropes and hits the Leethal Injection. Lee covers Meltdown.

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3!!!!

Winner via pinfall: Brian Lee @ 9:57

Lee celebrates by kicking Meltdown out of the ring. As he does so Lanegan gets to his feet on the outside to see what happened as he was out. He sees Lee celebrating and slides into the ring. Lee slides out and heads up the ramp quickly. He points to his head showing he was the smarter one tonight. Lee heads to the back as Lanegan realizes he was screwed two weeks in a row.

[Tito Capaci]

The scene cuts back to the Four Horsemen's locker room. Big Ci is sitting on the couch watching the show live through the video feed while Reck is is practicing a kata in the open space behind the couch. Kez Holmes walks in and shuts the door behind him, making sure nobody followed him or watched him enter the room.

Kez: Alright, Ci...you called me here? What's up?

Ci: As you know, know that Dave retired, the 4 Horsemen...

Kez: Is the three Horsemen.

Ci: Right. We have an open spot and we're not just going to open this spot to anyone. It has to be someone special. It has to be someone that can get the job done. Basically, it needs to be someone that can get results and doesn't mind doing what it takes to get them.

Kez: Look, man. I don't have a problem with the Horsemen. Our goals and interests haven't ever conflicted. But I don't really work well with others.

Ci: I know. And that's why we want you to consider filling this spot. Your interests are our interests. Since Murderous Entertainment has been chewed up and spit out, there's a vacuum out there and the right four or five guy can fill it. Look at this team we have here. Do you really think if you joined Reck, Lance and myself we wouldn't automatically be the toughest damn group of individuals in this company?

Kez: Big Ci...you make a very convincing point. Let me mull it over. I'll get back with you soon. I'll think very heavily on this.

Big Ci: Fair enough.

Pilgrim: Wow! Could imagine the power of the Horsemen with Kailus Holmes in the mix!

Almanti: Damn, they would be tough to spot.

Pilgrim: Stay here! Fire and Silver are up next!

Almanti: And maybe we'll see Silver dressed up like Benson!

[Tito Capaci]

[Tito Capaci]

Pilgrim: Welcome back!

Tony Almanti: Yo Alex...What's this match about again?

Alex Pilgrim: Somebody loses, they become a butler I think, why?

Tony Almanti: No reason, just curious.

"Alright" by Art of Chaos kicks up as Silver steps out onto the stage. He looks around at the audience for a moment before walking down the entrance ramp slowly making no more eye contact with the fans as he slides slowly into the ring before getting up to his feet.

Richard Huff: And from Angel Grove, California and weighing in at 180 pounds...SILVER!

"Fire" by Franz Ferdinand blares out over the arena as every single light blacks out and a single red spotlight highlights the stage where Fire is standing there in a sexy pose. The audience has a mixed reaction as she walks down to the ring seductively before sliding in with an exaggerated slowness. She glides slowly back to her feet as all the men in the arena go with mouths agape except for Silver who stands there watching her.

Richard Huff: And from Anaheim, California...that seductive sensual one who you want to go bump in the night...FIRE!

Tony Almanti: Damn...

Alex Pilgrim: We've seen quite a few matches with Fire, but let's see what Silver brings to the table.

Ding-ding

Butler Extraordinare!
Silver vs. Fire

Manny Salazar calls for the bell to begin the match as Fire slaps Silver across the face. Silver grabs the open hand and pulls her around into a wrist lock. Silver pulls her head down and tries to drive her into the mat, but fire wriggles out of it, much to the delight of the crowd. Silver backs off of Fire as she throws one of those long legs out, missing with a kick. Just as she's recovering, Silver pulls her down from behind in a schoolboy.

1...

Fire kicks out quick and Silver lets her get back to her feet with a chivalrous stare. Fire gets back to her feet and grabs hold of Silver's hand, using her height advantage to whip him into the ropes as hard as she can muster. Silver rebounds off and ducks under another kick. He bounces off the oppostie ropes and drives a hard knee into her back, taking her down to her knees.

Tony Almanti: Screw the chivalry! He's going to have to win this match.

Alex Pilgrim: Damn right! There's a lot on the line here. Pride mainly, but it's still a lot.

Silver takes quick advantage and whips around and drives another hard knee into her face. Fire falls back to the mat and rolls quickly out of the ring. She takes a minute to check her breath and climbs back in with a condescending bow from Silver. As soon as she's back to her feet, Silver continues his onslaught with a flurry of forearms and knees. Fire blocks most of them from hurting her, but gets backed into the corner nonetheless. Fire finally manages to turn it around and send Silver into the same corner hard. She hits a couple of knees to Silver's gut and pulls him over with a quick suplex. Fire covers quickly for the pin.

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Silver kicks out with a bit of effort, sending Fire off of him. The two get to their feet and Fire vaults over Silver as he throws out a clothesline and brings him down with a quick neckbreaker from the back. Silver grabs onto the ropes before Fire can do anything and gets back to the feet as Fire poses for the men in the audience once more. Silver blushes for a second before wailing onto Fire with a well placed forearm. As Fire reels back, Silver hits the back of her knee with a well placed kick and then lays her down with a nice clothesline. Silver mounts Fire and starts to lay into her with a couple of driven fists before Manny Salazar gets Silver off of his opponent. Fire checks herself for blood real quick before getting back to her feet.

Alex Pilgrim: Silver's doing what he's best at, the ass kicking. No fancy moves for this guy.

Fire gets back to her knees just as Silver whips around with a quick roundhouse. Fire ducks under it with a split and slides herself back to her feet while all the men cheer again. Fire hits Silver with a clothesline before grabbing onto his arm and taking him down Judo style. She holds onto the arm and locks in a quick cross arm breaker. She bridges herself up onto her neck with great agility, increasing the pressure on the hold. Silver tries with everything he's got to bend his arm, but Fire won't let him. Manny Salazar goes down to the mat to check on Silver, but Silver refuses to budge. Flailing around, Silver accidentally finds the ropes and grabs onto them in a last ditch effort, forcing Fire to release the hold. Fire lets go and rolls backward from her bridge, landing flat on her feet as Silver gets to his feet, clutching his arm that was almost ripped from its socket.

Tony Almanti: Fire's not backing down from this. He may have the weight on her, but she's got the height. I give it to her because she looks better.

Alex Pilgrim: She certainly is easy on the eyes.

Fire puts her finger in her mouth and starts 'pleasuring' it just as Silver is trying to hit another clothesline. He falters and turns red as she does this, giving her the opening to kick him in the damaged elbow, dropping him to his knees with a look of pain. Fire leaps up to the top rope and just as Silver gets back to his feet, she flies off and wraps her legs around his head, bringing him down with a hurricanrana. She quickly cover him again for a pin.

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2...

Just before the count of three, Silver kicks out and gets back to his feet, dazed from the move. Fire tries to take advantage, but when she attacks Silver, she gets knocked back as Silver uses the ropes to help him dropkick her in the face. Silver takes quick advantage and kicks her in the gut after they both regain their composure, and brings her down with his injured arm, nailing her hard with the Round Table Smash. Fire flops down to the mat and Silver gets to a knee, clutching onto his arm with eyes closed. After a long minute, Silver covers Fire just as she's starting to stir for the pin.

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2...

KICKOUT!

Pilgrim: And Silver almost gets a pinfall!

Almanti: Put the girl away already!

Silver shakes his head and looks as Salazar wondering how in the world that count took so long. He looks at Fire who is groggy and seems to be out of it and then looks at the top turnbuckle. The crowd cheers as they know what he is thinking. He gets to his feet and starts walking over to the corner which gets a huge cheer.

Almanti: What the hell is he doing? Just drop her ass!

Pilgrim: You're the one who said he should put her away!

Almanti: He doesn't need to take this kind of risk!

Silver gets to the top turnbuckle and looks over at Fire who has just gotten on her feet, but still needs one hand to stay upright. Silver leaps high in the air, and holds his arms out for a double ax handle smash, but Fire reels up and nails a Season Ender superkick to the falling Silver! The crowd goes crazy as Fire collapses onto Silver as Salazar comes over for the pin!



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3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Pilgrim: Fire did it! She defeated Silver and you know what that means!

Almanti: Silver gets to play Mr. Belvedere for two weeks! Haha, I take it back. Fire winning is the best thing possible. However, I would like to go on record as saying I would rather Fire be the maid and wear one of those sexy little French maid numbers...

Pilgrim: Shut up, Tony.

Fire heads over to ringside and pulls takes some white gloves and a black tuxedo jacket from a ringside aid and hands them over to Silver. Relunctantly he takes them and starts his walk down to ringside. Fire poses sexily in the ring getting a huge crowd ovation.

[Tito Capaci]

The scene cuts to the back, Tito's office to be more exact. Capaci is hard at work on the phones, obviously trying to broker a big deal for POW or dealing with a free agent wrestler to come to POW. His business plans are cut short when George Duke busts through his door and puts both hands on his desk.

Capaci (on the phone): I'm sorry. I'm going to have to call you back.

Before Capaci can hang up the phone, Duke pushes down the hang-up button on the phone. Capaci coolly lifts Duke's hand off the phone and places the receiver back on the phone.

Capaci: George. What a pleasant surprise. To what do I owe this I pleasure?

Duke: You know damn well what I'm here for! You told me last week you would have an answer for me!

Capaci: An answer? What was the question?

Duke: I wanted a dog collar match with Big Ci for a shot at my Valor title. You promised me you would have an answer this week!

Capaci: Oh yeah, that. I vaguely remember. Here's the problem, Duke. It's a timeline issue.

Duke: What?

Capaci: Well, Big Ci already has a match scheduled with Lance Erikson for the POW Valor Title at Dixie Slampede in two weeks. If you fought Big Ci next week for a shot at the title, that would mean Big Ci would be double booked. I can't have that.

Duke: This is bullsh...

Capaci: Whoa, whoa, whoa. I'm a fair man, George. Have you ever known me not to be fair?

Duke: Well, no.

Capaci: Here's what I'll do then. I'm going to give you your dog collar match with Big Ci next week. If you win that match, you get Big Ci the following week at the "Road to Americana." Sound good?

Duke: But what if he loses to Erikson at Dixie Slampede and isn't the Valor Champ anymore?

Capaci: Well, George....it might be in your best interest to make sure that doesn't happen.

[Tito Capaci]

The sound of “Voodoo” by Godsmack begin and the lights around the entrance flash in time to the music. Death Adder pushes the curtains out of his way and stands straight, letting his ring robe flow behind him. Walking slowly to the ring, ignoring the fans, he climbs up the stairs to the apron and from there to the top rope, then jumps down into the ring and hands his robe off.

Lights, Camera, Action by Mr Cheeks kicks in on the speaker system as the lights go out. Blue lighting surrounds the entrance area as a hooded Night walks with his back turned to the crowd. His two hands in the air posing. He turns around lifting the hood over as the lights come on. He walks down to the ramp taunting some of the fans along the way before stepping over the ropes into the ring.

Pilgrim - Hm... This is going to be a interesting battle Tony

Almanti - OH YEAH! Finally a battle between to guys I like!

Pilgrim - Yeah, well we shouldn’t expect the fans to play a major role in this one.

Richard Huff goes to the center of the ring, with microphone in hand.

Huff - ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall with a 20 minute time limit. First to my left from Fresnillo, Mexico, weighing in at 206 pounds... His is a part of Manos Del Muerte - DEATH ADDER!

Adder does the MDM signature taunt to a chorus boos.

Huff and his opponent... from New York City, weighing in 327 Pounds... One half of The Final Cut and holder - NIGHT!

Night does his camera viewfinder taunt also to a chorus of boos. Huff bows to the audience and leaves. Referee Tanner Dutton calls for the bell.

RING-A-DING-DING!

Night vs. Death Adder

The two ruthless heels start out by circling each other. They go for the vintage collar and elbow tie up, but at the last second Adder ducks under the lanky arms of the near 7 foot movie actor and kicks him in the back of the leg, bringing Night down to one knee. Death Adder then leap frogs over Night then delivers a kangaroo kick that levels Night. Adder returns to his feet via a Mexican Kip up (Front Flip to the un-initiated) meanwhile Night uses the nearby ring ropes to pull him self up. Death Adder charges at the still groggy Night and applies a spinning flying head scissors... he keeps spinning it.

Almanti - Night’s going around and around and around and around and...

Pilgrim - Stop it!


Adder finally completes the move sending Night flying head over heels. Now Death Adder climbs to the top rope as the dizzy Night gets to his feet... Death Adder sails through the air with a beautiful Cross Body Block... but like a fly hitting a windshield - Adder smacks into Night then crashes into the mat. Night regains his equilibrium he reaches down and lifts up Adder - preparing to deliver the “Good Night and Good Luck...” sensing the end coming Death Adder retaliates with a barrage of chops, slaps, kicks, knees and every other form of offense imaginable until Night releases the hold.

Death Adder tries to go back on the offensive with a series of kicks to the shin of Night but the New York native responds with a BIG BOOT that floors the Masked Mexican Madman. Night arrogantly places on foot on the chest of Adder as Dutton makes the count.

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Kick out at one.

Pilgrim - Night doesn’t look angry - odds he assumed Adder would kick out - I mean COME ON! A foot on the chest?

Almanti - What’s wrong with the foot on the chest? Night is a pretty big man, bending down to pin Adder normally is probably too hard on the knees.

Night reaches down and grabs Death Adder by the throat and lifts him off the ground, now he’s holding the Manos Del Muerte member in the air by his throat. Night looks at him at says “Are you ready for your close up?” to which Adder responses with an Arm drag. Night quickly scrambles to his feet and charges at Adder only get another arm drag for his troubles. This stunt is repeated for a second and third time before Night finally takes the hint and rolls out of the ring. Night is doubled over trying to catch his breath, not noticing Death Adder climbing to the top of the turnbuckle and diving off with a moonsault that causes both fighters to crash to the ground as Dutton starts the famous 10 count.

The duo get up around the 3-4 mark and start to brawl outside the ring with Night getting the obvious advantage and whipping Death Adder into the steel steps with a resounding CLUNK of the steps. Night rolls Adder in and goes for the pin but only get a two count from Dutton. Night drags his opponent into the corner and begins to hammer away back elbows... about 5-6 of them, then lets Adder crumple to the mat. Night tries to go for a Texas Cloverleaf, but Adder reaches up and rolls Night up into the small package. Dutton starts the count.

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2...

Oh, so close but yet so far as Night manages to kick out of the hold. Death Adder quickly gets to his feet and punches Night, then jumps back to avoid the retaliate attack from Night then jumps back in and throws a few more punches and bounces off the rope and hits dropkick which rocks Night but fails to send the big guy down so Adder hits the ropes against but this time.... BLAM! Spear but Night and a pin attempt!

One...

Two...

Thr... KICK OUT BY DEATH ADDER.

Pilgrim: And a nearfall by the big man, Night!

Almanti: Very, very near.

Night gets Adder to his feet and hammerthrows him into the rope. Night goes for a backbody, but when he bends down, Adder catches the neck and nails a running asai DDT! Immediately Dutton starts the count!

Pilgrim: Holy Crap!

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Almanti: That's a move for the highlight reel!


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3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Pilgrim: And Death Adder just pulled off the David vs. Goliath match! Unbelievable!

Almanti: And helped to stake the claim they Manos Del Muertes is for real!

[Tito Capaci]

[Tito Capaci]

As the show comes back from the commercial, the camera is in front of Big Ci and Reck Maverick as they step out of his Four Horsemen: XE locker room. Reck pats Big Ci on the back as they start down the hall. After about twenty steps, they pass Lance Erikson who doesn't even turn to say hello, goodbye, nothing. Big Ci stops dead in his tracks and turns back to Lance who acted as if he didn't even see the vocal leader of the Horsemen walk by. Reck squats down with his turned slightly the side the way most wrestlers in masks do (or canines) when confused about something.

Big Ci: Hey! Lance? Did you see us here?

Lance: What?

Big Ci: You walked right by me and didn't even acknowledge my presence.

Lance: Oh. Alright. Sorry about that.

Big Ci: Well you know, Reck and I have a match here. You think you could wish us good luck or something?

Lance: Sure. Good luck.

Erikson just turns back around and continues walking away from his fellow horsemen.

Big Ci: What the hell has gotten into him lately?

Reck just shakes his head disapprovingly and pats Ci on the back of the neck and starts walking toward the entrance ramp. Ci continues to stare at Lance walking away for a few more seconds before following Reck out.

[Tito Capaci]

Pilgrim: And it certainly seems as if Lance Erikson isn't getting along with his fellow Horsemen.

Almanti: What are you trying to say? He's not a good..."stable"-mate? Ahahaha.

Pilgrim: That's horrible, Tony. This is serious stuff here!

Almanti: You worry to much. Besides, we need to get ready for some polo action tonight folks!

Alex Pilgrim: Polo action?

Tony Almanti: Yeah! two of the guys in this match are Horsemen! You play polo on horses!

"The Four Horsemen" by Metallica kicks up over the PA and the audience starts cheering as Reck Maverick and Big Ci step onto the stage. Ci starts playing to the crowd while Reck starts jumping up and down with super ninja agility. The two head down to the ring, walking along either side of the ramp, high fiving each and every fan waiting with outstretched arms. The two enter the ring from opposite sides. They meet in the center of the ring and give each other another high five as Ci goes over to a corner and hops up onto one of the turnbuckles, getting the crowd even more riled up with his Valor Championship as Reck removes his armor and Blade of Legend.

Richard Huff: And now standing in the ring, at a combined weight of 490 pounds...Reck Maverick and BIG CI!!!

The audience goes wild for the two Horsemen as "Death Rides A Horse" plays loudly over the speakers as George Duke steps out from behind the curtain wearing a Royal Blue robe. 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. He takes off his robe and hands it off to the ring attendant and waits for the match to begin, eyeing Big Ci and his newly won Valor Title hungrily.

Richard Huff: And from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania...Weighing in at 268 pounds...GEORGE DUKE!

"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 boos loudly. She then signals to the curtain and Josh makes his way out too an even bigger boo and he 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 start of the match.

Richard Huff: And from Belleville, Ontario...JOSH EAGLES!

The audience boos at Eagles as Big Ci and Reck Maverick enter back into the ring. Big Ci and George Duke start staring each other down while Reck Maverick start shooting copious amounts of trash and insults at one another. George Duke pushes Eagles into their corner and Ci waves Reck to go wait for his turn. Tanner Dutton calls for the bell to start the match.

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Big Ci and Reck Maverick vs. George Duke and Josh Eagles

George Duke and Big Ci lock up in the center of the ring, grizzled old veteran against young up and comer, experience against ability. Duke expends just enough effort to keep Ci from taking him down to the mat, but doesn't fight back. Big Ci whips Duke's arm around with surprising agility, trying to get in a hammerlock, but Duke twirls out of the hold, backing away from Ci. Ci gets lower to the ground, trying to figure out a way around the brawler in front of him while Duke stands firm, never taking his eyes off of Ci. Big Ci suddenly drops down, grabbing hold of one of Duke's legs, but Duke throws his other leg back, broadening his center of gravity, avoiding the takedown. After a second's worth of struggle, Duke frees himself, backing away from Ci who is currently sprawled out on the mat. Duke refuses to take advantage and backs away, letting Ci get back to his feet.

Tony Almanti: What the hell is Duke doing? He should be taking it to Ci Irish Brawler style.

Alex Pilgrim: I completely agree. You can't win any matches while on the defensive.

Josh Eagles reaches out for the tag, but Duke sneers at him and waves him off as the audience continues to boo at the hardened old man. Big Ci gets back to his feet, trying to figure out his next move. Ci reaches out and grabs hold of Duke's arm, whipping him around and into the ropes. Instead of bouncing back, Duke hooks his arms around the ropes, stopping himself from going anywhere. Ci charges at him, but Duke falls down to the mat, bringing the ropes down with him, sending Ci over and onto the hard floor outside. Ci crash lands hard outside and rolls fast into the barricade as the audience boos Duke.

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Big Ci climbs back into the ring as Duke steps back, allowing him free passage. Ci throws himself into Duke and pushes him into a corner, laying a couple of shots on him. Duke manages to push Ci off of him. Duke smiles while Big Ci is out of breath and starts laying into him, pushing Ci into the corner with ease, still landing massive blows and body shots. Duke turns Ci around and starts slamming his face into the turnbuckle a couple of times before Tanner Dutton is able to get Duke away.

Alex Pilgrim: I see what was going on! Duke wanted Ci to tire himself out!

George Duke contorts his face in aggression and pushes past the ref and peels Big Ci off of the turnbuckle, slamming him into the mat center ring. George Duke mounts Ci, raining down more shots from above with a look of pure dislike in his face. George Duke tries for a quick cover before Tanner Dutton can get Duke away.

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Big Ci kicks out just before the count of three and Duke pulls Big Ci up with him. Ci manages to kick Duke off of him and dive over to the corner, tagging Reck Maverick in. The fresh ninja leaps into the ring, striking a pose while the audience goes while. Eagles starts going crazy in his corner, BEGGING Duke to tag him in. Duke lets out a noncommital grunt and walks over, tagging in his partner as well. Eagles bounds into the ring, getting laid down by Reck Maverick with a quick ninja strike. Eagles gets quickly back to his feet and leaps up, pulling Reck down to the mat with a quick sleeper. Eagles holds onto the move as they land, but Reck gets quick hold of the ropes and Eagles lets go.

Tony Almanti: NOW We're talking! This match is about to pick up the pace.

Reck Maverick kips up just as Eagles tries to get hold of him and kicks his opponent in the face. Reck lands without a sound while Eagles crashes into the mat. Reck strikes another pose for the audience as Eagles rises back up. Josh wipes a trickle of blood from his mouth as Reck leaps into him with the fist of legend, sending Eagles back into the ropes. Reck Maverick whips Eagles into the far ropes and performs an admirable drop toe hold on the motoring Josh Eagles. Reck makes for the quick cover.

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Josh kicks out just after the count of two and Reck leaps back up and bounces off of the ropes, getting momentum, Reck goes into the air once again, bulldogging Eagles down to the mat with a crash just as he was getting up. The audience cheers with delight as Reck Maverick tries for another cover.

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Eagles kicks out again with an eye poke to the holes in Reck's mask. Tanner Dutton berates Eagles as Reck reels back into the ropes, using them for support. Eagles shrugs as he gets to his feet and grabs onto Reck's head, rolling him over with a small package, using the ropes to help him out.

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Tanner Dutton notices Eagles' hand on the ropes and starts yelling at him. Eagles pushes past Dutton, getting to the grounded Reck. Eagles tries to pry the mask off of Reck Maverick, revealing his identity to the world, but all of a sudden, a black mist flies up into the air, blinding Eagles. Josh Eagles falls back trying to wipe the Diet Pepsi out of his eyes while Reck Maverick refits his mask, getting back to his feet.

Tony Almanti: THE PEPSI MIST! We never get to see that! See what happens when you screw with the almight Reckster?

Pilgrim: The legality of that move has to come into questionat some point, but for now, we'll call it good!

Maverick grabs Eagles and arm drags him into a spot on the floor near his partner Big Ci. He tags in Big Ci and exposes Eagles rib and Big Ci gives it a strong kick. Ci quickly puts on an abdominal stretch on the smaller man, and torques his body for some added pressure. Eagles is writhing in pain, but will not submit when asked by Dutton. George Duke, standing on the other side is begging to step into the ring, but Dutton has his eyes on him on the whole time. It seems as if there is no escape for Josh Eagles.

Pilgrim: Tony, when you have a man as big as Big Ci wrapping you up like a pretzel, it's almost certain death.

Almanti: Big Ci is one of the biggest and strongest men in this company. I'll be damn surprised if Josh Eagles can work a way out of this one.

Big Ci really clamps down on the hold, stretching out those abs as much as he can. Eagles is really in some pain, but is trying to reach the ropes which are just inches away form his fingers. Big Ci sees what Eagles is trying to do and quickly turns his body so that his free hand is now facing the middle of the ring! Dutton again asks if Eagles wants to submit and Eagles takes his time before shaking his head no. But he thought about it, and it showed. Duke can't take anymore. He climbs inside the ring and flattens Big Ci with a clothesline. He jumps on top of Big Ci in the full mount position and starts hammering away with hard right fists.

Pilgrim: And Duke just saved Josh Eagles here, but he has to be careful about getting disqualified!

Almanti: I think he just wants to take some shots at Big Ci before next week!

With Eagles trying to recover on the ground and Duke pounding away on Big Ci, nobody but the crowd sees Reck Maverick climbing to the top rope. The crowd cheers as Reck leaps from the top rope and connects a HARD missile drop kick to the face of George Duke which makes the arena go NUTS!

Pilgrim: And Reck Maverick comes flying out of nowhere to practically take off George Duke's head!

Almanti: We have four wrestlers of amazing quality in the ring, things like this are bound to happen!

Reck quickly kips up and gives a huge double thumbs up to the crowd. But as he turns around, Eagles lift him up and hits the Eagles Wings! The crowd boos as Big Ci starts to sumble around and getting up. Eagles latches on the Eagles Claw! The two men fall to the ground with Dutton checking on Big Ci who refuses to tap out!

Pilgrim: Is Big Ci going to be able to muscle out of this one?

Almanti: I don't know, but it looks like Dutton is going to see.

Dutton taps on Big Ci who is unresponsive. He raises Ci's hand once and it falls.


Dutton raises it again.....


It falls.



Dutton raises Big Ci's hand a third time....


It falls! Dutton calls for the bell! Eagles has choked Big Ci out!

Pilgrim: I can't believe it! Duke's distraction was just enough for Eagles to get Reck out of the way and to put the choke on Big Ci!

Almanti: The two worked pretty well as a team. It's really a shame that George Duke wears the tag "doesn't play well with others."

Pilgrim: It's probably a good thing, Tony.

Eagles climbs to the top turnbuckle and holds out his hands for the crowd to continue to boo him. Duke slides out of the ring and pulls something out from under the ring. It's a dog collar and a leash! He slides back into the ring and works with putting the dog collar on Big Ci. Reck is starting to come to and starts making his way over, but Eagles sees what is going on and starts clubbing Reck back into a corner. Big Ci is awake now and the struggle is on to for Duke to get the collar around Ci's neck.

Pilgrim: Someone needs to get in that ring and stop this madness before someone gets hurt!

Almanti: This is pro wrestling, Alex. It's part of the sport. This is entertainment!

Duke finally throws enough forearms to get Big Ci dazed enough to latch on the collar. He takes the leash which is attached to it and starts whipping Ci repeatedly with it over and over again. The crowd boos and a few cups of soft drink and popcorn boxes make their way into the ring. Security starts to make their way into the ring down the ramp, but as they get about halfway down, Big Ci has totally awaken is PISSED OFF! He hops straight up with George Duke whipping him hard, over and over again with the leash, but there is no effect on the big man! Big Ci is shaking in anger as Duke keeps backing up, whipping Ci as hard as he can with the leash, but Big Ci doesn't even flinch at the contact. Big Ci grabs Duke by the throat and lifts him up into the air!

Pilgrim: My God! Look at the strength of Big Ci! George Duke is almost 270 pounds and Big Ci is picking him up like a rag doll!

Almanti: Must be a monster adrenaline rush!

Ci tosses him into the corner and takes the leash and wraps it around Duke's neck and tugs hard, choking Duke out. Just as he does, security comes in and starts to pull Big Ci away. At the other end of the ring, Reck has regained control of that fight and is hitting hard right chops to Eagles's chest and security slides in to break that fight up as well. Big Ci refuses to quit tugging on the leash, but releases it when security is forced to pepper spray Big Ci in the face and restrains him on the ground.

Pilgrim: This is a crazy scene, Tony. Just crazy.

Almanti: Welcome to Power On Wrestling!

[Tito Capaci]

The lights dim down as the Big Screen flicks on to show a rebel flag flowing in the wind, morphing into the American flag. The flags give way to a herd of thundering buffalo. As they leave, the path they pave leaves a flag that one half confederate flag and one half American. In big bold letters, DIXIE SLAMPEDE is placed over the top of the dual flag. The crowd cheers as the date, time, and place of the event is pops up underneath. It fades away as the lights come back on.

Pilgrim: That's right folks, we are now just two weeks away from Dixie Slampede! It's going to be a hell of a night in Branson, Missouri!

Almanti: YEEEEEEEEE HAAWWW!!!!!!!

[Tito Capaci]

Daye comes out and onto the stage and kneels down with a hoodie on. After a few seconds Daye rises up and takes the hood off and makes a pose with both hands in a l position like a camera. Daye then then makes his way down the ramp trash talking on his way to the ring.

Pilgrim: And here comes Daye of Final Cut. Ever since Murderous Entertainment fell apart, he and his partner have made sure that their voices have been heard loud and clear.
Almanti: They're going to leave a mark one way or the other in this company, Alex.

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.

"Voice... voice... reason... reason... legacy... legacy..."

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.

"In this farewell, there's no blood, there's no aliby, cause I've drawn regret, from the truth of a thousand lies..."

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.

"So let mercy come, and wash away, what I've done, I'll pace myself, to cross out what I've become, erase myself, and let go of what I've done."

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.

"But you've asked, what you thought of me, well I clean this slate, with the hands of uncertainty, so let mercy come..."

He moves to the centre of the ring, pacing. He leans forward, grabbing his hood.

"And wash away, what I've done!"

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.

"I'll pace myself, to cross out what I've become, erase myself, and let go of what I've done!"

As the guitar solo begins, Kailus is on the turnbuckle, looking back at Daye and yells at him, "BITCH!"

Pilgrim: And here is Kailus Holmes, mocking Daye. I know he has Daye on his mind here tonight, but one can only wonder if his grudge with Rich Morrison is over with.
Almanti: I highly doubt it. If someone beat me by the biggest screw job in pro wrestling, there's no way in HELL that I would just let that die. Kailus still has to answer to Morrison. You can take that to the bank.

Salazar walks to the center of the ring and calls for the opening bell!

ding-ding

Kailus Holmes vs. Daye

As the bell sounds, both combatants approach the center of the ring. They meet and immediately begin trading knife-edge chops. After a few blows from both, Daye takes the lead, sending Holmes stumbling back a bit. Daye drops Holmes with a Shuffle Side Kick. Holmes rolls out of the way of an elbow drop and climbs to his feet. Daye rushes him, but meets a Missile Dropkick. Daye is quick to get back to his feet and hits Holmes with a clothesline. Holmes pops back up and charges with a Jumping Knee Attack! Daye is blasted back into the corner and falls to his knees. He comes charging to his feet with a giant right hand that sends Holmes spilling out onto the apron. Daye takes advantage, climbing out onto the apron after him. Daye is met with a rake to the eyes. Holmes shoves his opponent to the floor. Daye lands on his feet, but still spills to the floor. Holmes quickly takes flight with a flying elbow drop! He lands hard, knocking the air out of both of them. Manny Salazar begins his count as both men get to their feet.

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They charge into one another, fists flying. Daye gains the upper-hand, slamming Holmes’ head into the guardrail. He slides inside to break the count and returns. Holmes is on his knees, nursing his head – Daye scoops him up and slams him down on the floor. Holmes writhes in the pain from impact. Daye lands a few stomps before lifting Holmes back to his feet. DDT!

Pilgrim: A DDT on the floor! That could end a career! Salazar needs to get these men back in the ring!
Almanti: Why do you always have to ruin a good thing, Pilgrim?

Daye rolls Holmes back inside and steps up onto the apron. Holmes uses the ropes to get up quickly, but stumbles. On his way down, he lands a thumb in Daye’s eye. Holding onto the ropes for support, the hurt Holmes grabs Daye by the head and slams his skull into the ring post! Daye falls off the apron and back to the floor. Holmes takes a deep breath before yelling "BITCH" at him again..

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Daye slides back inside, but with a large red welt on his forehead. Holmes goes on the offensive immediately, running at Daye with a knee attack. Daye steps aside and Holmes hits the ropes. He gets tangled and his foot his caught! Daye takes full advantage, stomping away at the defenseless Holmes. He climbs to the second rope and drops off with a fist-drop. Salazar frees Holmes and he gets to his feet. He and Daye go toe-to-toe, slamming fists into each other. Holmes slides in with an STO! He makes the cover!

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Daye kicks out and jumps to his feet. He throws a left at Holmes, spinning him around. He runs at him – bulldog! Holmes crawls to the ropes and starts to get up, but Daye lands a stiff kick to the ribs. Holmes grabs at his sides and doubles over. Daye lands another kick to the ribs and then climbs to the top rope. Asai Moonsault! He makes the cover as Salazar slides over.

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Holmes kicks out, but barely. Daye brings Holmes to his feet and drops him with another scoop slam.

Pilgrim: It’s been a pretty even bout until now. Daye has gained the advantage.
Almanti: Please tell me you’re speaking to Stevie Wonder – because everyone else can see that.

Daye is perched on the top rope, ready for another moonsault. But Holmes is up! He comes rushing up behind him and – super-backdrop-suplex! Both men stay down for a moment, but Holmes is the first one up. When Daye gets to his feet, he is met with an Irish Whip. Daye comes bounding off the ropes, right into a spinebuster! Daye pops back up, holding his back and is dropped again with The Spear! Holmes makes the cover, hooking the leg.



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Pilgrim: And another impressive win for Kailus Holmes!

[Tito Capaci]

[Tito Capaci]

Pilgrim: Welcome back fans, it is main event time. One team will leave here with their first loss.
Almanti: Excellence Personified won't be that team.

The arena goes dark, and suddenly Adema's "The Way You Like It" begins. As the lights flicker back on, Kaleb Shadix and Rich Morrison are already emerging from the back. At the top of the ramp, they smirk and then begin walking down the ramp. The lights go out, and then come back on repeatedly as Kaleb and Rich make their way down the ramp, only catching mere glimpses of them.

Huff: Making their way to the ring.....they refer to themselves as Excellence Personified....Rich Morrison and the POW Television Champion, Kaleb Shadix!!!

As the lights continue flashing on and off, the pair finally makes it to the ring. Kaleb leaps up onto the ring apron and then steps through the middle and top ring ropes. As Rich walks up the stairs they both enter the ring and do their signature poses. Shadix hands off the POW Television Title belt to Benny Lawson. The pair step out of the ring and talk between themselves as the music dies down.

Pilgrim: Here come the fans and statistical favorites.

The lights go out again as "Devotion and Desire" by Bayside hits. As the lights fade back on Lance Erikson and Shawn Stevens are standing on the stage in their signature poses. Stevens has his three championships adorning him. Erikson is rubbing his knuckles, ready for the fight. The duo make their way down the ramp and climb into the ring. Stevens and Erikson pose for the fans.

Huff: In the ring now, they refer to themselves as the Pinnacle of Perfection.....Lance Erikson and the POW Midwestern Heavyweight Champion, Sensational Shawn Stevens!!!

Stevens hands all of his gold off to Lawson who hands it to the timekeeper. Morrison and Shadix hop back into the ring. Morrison is pointing to Stevens and yelling out all kinds of insults trying to coax Shawn to fight him already. Stevens tells Erikson he's starting it against Rich. Shadix and Erikson climb out of the ring and onto the aprons. Lawson calls for the bell.

Rich Morrison and Kaleb Shadix vs. Shawn Stevens and Lance Erikson

Almanti: Come on Rich, kick his ass!
Pilgrim: You're supposed to be unbiased, but this one is gonna be the most competitive match in POW history. Both of these teams want to one up the other.

Stevens and Morrison begin to circle each other. Both trying to find a way to get an advantage. As Rich circles back to his corner he hops over and tags in Shadix. The crowd boos at Morrison's cowardice. He simply laughs as Shadix climbs in. Erikson is calling for the tag on the other side and Stevens reaches over and tags in his partner.

Pilgrim: Let's see if these two wanna fight.
Almanti: Shadix is always up for a fight.

Erikson and Shadix tie up in the middle of the ring then break apart. They size each other up again and lock up once more. Shadix backs Lance into a corner. The ref calls for a break and gets a clean one. Again the pair lock up, this time Lance shoves Shadix back. The ref calls for a clean break again and Lance obliges. He backs up to the middle of the ring smiling. Shadix comes out of the corner smiling. Rich is standing in his corner smiling as he nods to Shadix. Shadix sticks his hand out. Stevens eyes go wide as Erikson grabs and shakes his hand.

Almanti: BRILLIANCE! Stevens is all alone!
Pilgrim: What the hell is this? Erikson has a deal with Shadix and Morrison.

Erikson and Shadix walk to Rich and Shadix tags in Morrison. Morrison comes in as Shadix and Erikson step onto the apron in the same corner. Stevens eyes go from shock to fury as he climbs into the ring. He walks over to Rich and stands over him. He shakes his head in disgust, then a huge grin breaks out across his face as he stares towards Erikson. Rich's eyes go wide in shock.

Pilgrim: What is going on?!

Stevens sticks his hand out and the crowd goes dead silent as Morrison shakes it.

Pilgrim: HELL HAS JUST FROZE OVER!
Almanti: THIS WAS THE BEST SETUP EVER!

Shadix and Erikson climb into the ring. Benny Lawson looks confused as all hell, but Erikson slides on his brass knucks and knocks the ref out. The crowd lets out a tremendous show of disapproval as Shadix shoves Lawson out of the ring. Stevens and Rich both grab microphones as trash is being thrown into the ring. The four men are laughing with huge smiles on their faces.

Rich: We have everyone going for months now. Since Shawn and I had the match at First Rights we have been planning this. Lance has been on it too, and Kaleb just showed up at the right time.

Shawn: All the anger, all the hostility, Rich's attempt at being nice to the Horsemen, all part of the act. Lance has been disgusted with the Horsemen for months. Now he has the Valor title shot against Big Ci, making everything public knowledge just made sense.

Rich: We built this match up, made sure everyone was watching, planned it all to make it look like Shawn and I were going to tear each other apart just to get the most money and screw with everyone's minds.

Shawn: The arguing, bickering, fights on and off screen, all part of the setup. Rich and I have been on the same page since First Rights, waiting and planning for the right moment to show everyone just what has been going on behind the scenes. Lance, Kaleb, Rich, myself. Four men that are unstoppable alone. Now that we're together, it's as if a juggernaut was just unleashed in POW.

Rich: Midwest, New England, Great Britain, it doesn't matter. We are taking POW over. f**k management, f**k Capaci, f**k our World Heavyweight Champion....because we all know he's keeping that belt warm for me. No one is going to stop us from getting what we want. Shadix has the Television title, Stevens has the Midwestern Heavyweight title, Erikson is going to win the Valor title, and I am taking Flying Douche bag Cutter Man's World Title. Dixie Slampede is going to be our night.

Shawn: But everyone better be watching every move we make. The surprises haven't stopped yet. However, the best bit of advice we can give is to stay out of our way if you know what's best for you.

Lance takes the microphone from Shawn.

Lance: What you see before you are the TRUE elite, the TRUE unit of four that can take down an empire. Big Ci, for months you have claimed the the Horsemen were a unit, that the Horsemen were unbeatable. Well, this obviously puts a fork in your plans- doesn't it? Remember all the paperwork Rich was faxing to the Horsemen Headquarters? The papers were letters to ME Big Ci. Not you, not Dave Hunter...ME! I was the most important cog in the machine known as the 4 Horsemen: Xtreme Edition. I was the breakout star! Now, I'm taking what's mine. Ci, if you have the balls...you'll try and stop me.

Rich: There aren't enough words to describe the feeling that is going through the mind of the four of us. Never in your wildest dreams have any of you thought that this group would be standing in the center of this ring and aligned together. The only thing left to say is...

Rich Morrison hands his microphone to Kaleb Shadix.

Kaleb: You're all f**kED.

[Tito Capaci]

-- END OF SHOW --