Dixie Slampede

[Tito Capaci]

Several explosions of pyro explode throughout the Dixie Stampede Arena in Branson, Missouri as the fans inside stand to their feet, ready for the biggest POW Midwest show of the month! Smoke starts to feel the top of the arena due to all the explosions. Finally, with a huge guitar chord, Kountry Gentleman by Family Force 5 begins to play throughout the arena to the delight of the fans.

Alex Pilgrim: And here we are! We're in Branson, Missouri inside the Dixie Stampede Arena and it's time for Dixie Slampede! I'm Alex Pilgrim, and with me as always is Mr. Tony Almanti. Tony, how excited are you about this one?

Almanti: This card is great. Shawn Stevens or Daye one will have to shut their damn mouths about each other after tonight. They've been shooting off backstage for months and it's time for it to stop. The Kansas City Dudes could be fired. George Duke has no idea who he's fighting. Big Ci, a Horsemen through and through versus Lance Erikson who betrayed the Horsemen. Then of course there's the match pitting FDCM and Kailus Holmes against Kaleb Shadix and Rich Morrison. This lineup is stacked, baby!

Pilgrim: Well, let's get to it!

[Tito Capaci]

i“Life, Birth, Blood, Doom” blares over the speaker system as the crowd raise to their feet. Lestat and Silver enter through the curtain. They stand on the ramp for a couple of seconds looking around at the crowd. They then proceed down the ramp to the ring and climb into it.

Richard Huff: Ladies and gentlemen the following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall with a television time limit. Introducing first, at a total combined weight of 390lbs, the team of SILVER AND LESTAT!!!!!!

They begin to talk strategy and warm up and stretch out for a bit before going to their corner to await their opponents

Alex Pilgrim: A match contested here between two sets of rather strange individuals to say the very least.

Tony Almanti: You’re damn right Alex. One team has a medieval knight and the other team… well we’re about to meet the other team

“Resident Evil Main Theme” plays over the P.A. system as the mysterious Oni steps through the curtain looking down as always. He walks down to the ring and waits at ringside with his head still down, limp.

Richard Huff: And their opponents, firs coming to the ring, from the Unknown, weighing 257lbs, this is ONI!!!!!!!!!!

Oni remains standing at ringside as “South of Heaven” plays over the P.A. Shadow steps through the curtain with his trademark sword.

Richard Huff: And ladies and gentlemen introducing… from Death Valley, weighing 275lbs, SHADOW!!!!!

He walks down to ringside being showered by boos. He reaches ringside and meets his partner for the night. He stares down at him yet Oni remains unresponsive. Shadow places his blade under Oni’s chin and raises it off his chest, forcing him to look up. Oni does not look at Shadow though. Instead, after a couple of seconds Oni lets out a huge burst of red mist. The pair then look at each other and Shadow smiles.

Silver and Lestat vs. Oni and Shadow

Almanti: That’s just plain weird

Oni and Shadow roll in the ring and got to their corner. The ring announcer leaves the ring, as do Oni and Silver. Lestat and Shadow lock up in the middle of the ring and Shadow backs him into the corner. The referee orders the break and the two men separate. However, now, Shadow rears back for a big chop across the chest. Lestat moves out of the way and Shadow catches the turnbuckle. This does not faze the big man, though, who goes back on the attack.

Shadow and Lestat circle each other before Shadow makes a grab for the smaller Lestat but to no avail. Lestat sneaks behind and grabs a waistlock. From here he holds on to the waist for a moment before grabbing the leg of the bigger man and trying to force him down to the ground. Shadow attempts you fight this but is eventually taken down by a dragon screw from Lestat.

Pilgrim: Took the big man down there with that leg whip. Can he capitalize?

Lestat now attempts to work on the leg of the fallen giant, however, Shadow has other ideas, kicking Lestat in the face and knocking him to the ground. Lestat gets up as does Shadow. Lestat, dazed from his kick to the face, heads to his corner for the tag. He tags in Silver who runs into the ring quickly. He lands a beautiful drop kick to the knee of Shadow which drops him down to one knee. He gets up and lands some kicks to Shadows thigh which weaken him more. Silver runs the ropes and is now able to cross body Shadow on his knees to the floor. He holds the pin cover.

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KICKOUT (with authority)

Pilgrim: Big Kick out there Tony

Almanti: You’ll have to do better than that to beat this big man.

Silver stands up quickly and scales the ropes in the corner. Silver dives off the ropes with another cross body but this time he is caught by the recovered Shadow who powers him onto his shoulder and then plants him with a powerslam. He covers him.

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COVER BROKEN UP BY LESTAT

Lestat has entered the fray and stomps the head of Shadow. Shadow stands up and drags Silver to his feet as Lestat is forced to leave. Shadow then picks up his smaller opponent up and signals for the Psycho Cross. He picks him up for the move and holds him above his head near his corner. Suddenly Oni tags himself in and Shadow turns around and looks at Oni who stares down still. Shadow drops Silver as he looks at Oni, berating him, as the referee orders him to return to the apron of the ring. Oni enters the ring and begins to look at Shadow. He stands in the middle of the ring and stares at his partner, expressionless. Lestat and Silver are quick to take advantage of this as Silver grabs a hold of a Russian leg sweep position, which is not fought by Oni, as Lestat runs the ropes connecting with the STO

Almanti: There’s that double team move again Alex

Pilgrim: There it is… the S-T-Oh my god by Silver and Lestat

Silver pins the downed Oni and the referee counts the fall

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Huff: The winners of the match Lestat and Silver!!!

As the match ends Oni pushes Silver off and sits up as if thee is nothing wrong with him. He rolls out of the ring and walks out of the arena with his head down. He disappears behing the curtain as Shadow looks on and Silver and Lestat celebrate

[Tito Capaci]

The camera focuses outside of the Dixie Stampede Arena in Branson. A small black car suddenly screeches through the parking lot. It stops at an open space and the camera man jogs over. Coming out of the car is Scott Lanegan. He has sweat on his face and looks to be tired and rushed. He looks over at the camera man.

Scott Lanegan: “Why the hell didn’t anyone tell me that the show was in Branson!? f**king Branson! I had to rush my ass to get here! At the same time, trying to evade some cops! When’s my match anyway?”

A muffled voice is heard.

Voice: “In 5…”

Scott Lanegan: “Damnit f**king motherf**kers! What the f**king hell is f**king-“

He continues to rant and cuss as he jogs his way into the arena area.

[Tito Capaci]

Alex Pilgrim: Time for a singles match, let's see how these two guys do!

Trip Like I do kicks up over the PA as Scott Lanegan walks out onto the stage and looks around. He heads down to the ring and slides in. Scott Lanegan gets to his feet in the center of the ring and turns to face the entrance ramp.

Richard Huff: Introducing first, from Seattle, Washington State, not the capital, but the state, and weighing in at 260 pounds...SCOTT LANEGAN!!!

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. 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. 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.

Richard Huff: And his opponent, also from Seattle, Washington, EDDIE JONES!


Eddie Jones vs Scott Lanegan

[As the bell rings, Eddie Jones charges across the ring and drives a punch into the head of Scott Lanegan. Jones backs Lanegan into the corner, Lanegan spins out and throws Jones into the corner before whaling on him with forearms! Jones snarls, throws Lanegan back into the corner and delivers a knife edge chop! The fans woo as Lanegan responds with a chop of his own, then two more, backing Jones to the center of the ring. He goes for another, Jones ducks it, chops Lanegan, and the two men exchange chops until Lanegan, tiring, ducks a chop and hits a haymaker to the gut, doubling Jones over. Lanegan delivers the double arm DDT, rolls into the cover, gets a one count.]

Pilgrim: This match has started out as a fight, and it’s interesting to note that not only are these guys both into the Grunge scene, but they employ similar styles in the ring.

Almanti: So they’re brawlers. Good, I like the violence.

[Lanegan pulls Jones up, whips him to the ropes, Jones reverses and sends Lanegan off, Lanegan ducks the clothesline on the rebound, the two men collide with shoulder blocks! The slightly smaller Jones is knocked back a step while Lanegan is only wobbled. Lanegan glares at Jones, trying to intimidate him, but Jones doesn’t go for it. And since he’s not fairing well in a straight up slugfest, he takes it technical – sorta. Booting Lanegan, he takes him to the mat in a fujiwara armbar and drives repeated knees into the shoulder. Lanegan, gritting his teeth against the pain, powers up enough to roll through the hold, then take Jones down in a drop toe hold. Lanegan combos it into a half crab, but instead of just pulling back, he uses his free arm to pound on Jones knee! As both these men are tweeners the fans have taken to just cheering them both on account of the match being violent. Lanegan holds onto the leg, pulls Jones up by the hair, gets clobbered with an enzuigiri before he can get anything done!]

Pilgrim: Scott Lanegan’s been making a good impression here in Power On Wrestling so far. Eddie Jones, of course, has been wrestling up in Canada, where he’s improved immeasurably. This match could go either way… what do you say, Tony?

Almanti: Well, I’m going to have to give the edge to Jones here. Say what you will about a puroresu fed in Canada, but the puroresu style is sound, and it may give Jones the edge he needs. Lanegan’s going to want to try and stick to that size advantage, and his best bet would be to wear down Jones’ back to prevent the Orange Crush Pin, or as he calls it, the Boiling Point.

[Jones runs off the ropes, and catches the rising Lanegan with a snap neckbreaker. Rolling backwards, Jones hooks a front headlock, and begins driving punches into the face of Lanegan. The ref warns him about the closed fists, Jones wordlessly climbs off Lanegan, pulling him to his feet. A couple of clubs keep Lanegan from rallying, and then Jones takes Lanegan up and over with the overhead belly to belly suplex! Lanegan lands near the turnbuckle.]

Pilgrim: So if you were Jones, what would you be doing to put Lanegan away?

Almanti: Well, I’d want to avoid situations where I could be easily overpowered, so that means I’d build towards the Recliner rather than the Boiling Point. I’d also find a way to work the arm, but Eddie Jones doesn’t do much in the way of arm work.

[Jones goes for the cover, but Lanegan kicks out in two. As Jones pulls Lanegan to his feet, Lanegan grabs him by the belt of his jeans and slings him head first into the turnbuckle! Scrambling up, Lanegan picks Jones up and plants him with a hard back suplex. As Eddie tries to shake it off and get back to his feet, Lanegan runs up and stomps him back into the mat, drops an elbow and grabs a headlock. Jones, preferring to try to fight out rather than use the ropes, twists to one side and then the other, and forces his way up to one knee – at which point he grabs Lanegan by the head and hits a sit down jawbreaker! As Jones rolls away and then charges in with a clothesline, Lanegan ducks, and catches him with the Anderson style Spine Buster, going straight into a cover!]

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……Kickout!

Pilgrim: A good display of toughness there by Eddie Jones.

Almanti: And Lanegan is on Jones’ back, just like I recommended.

[Lanegan steps back to let Jones to his feet and give himself some room. As Jones stands, dazed, Lanegan hits the spinning elbow! Jones reels backwards, drops to one knee. Lanegan hooks him in suplex position, lifts – Jones flips out the back! Cobra clutch attempt by Jones, countered as Lanegan ducks, boots him, sets up for the brainbuster again, Jones blocks, and drives Lanegan’s head into the mat unexpectedly with a downward spiral! Now Jones, clearly hurting, pulls Lanegan up, whips him off the ropes, and hits a forearm clothesline as Lanegan rebounds! Lanegan hits the mat and twitches twice, then lies there, Jones pulls him perpendicular to the corner.]

Pilgrim: Jones not going for the pin, possibly banking on the fact that Lanegan might need a bit more than this to keep him down, but he’s heading to the top rope.

[Jones jumps… and hits canvas!]

Almanti: Looks like Jones was going for the frog splash, but he telegraphed it, and Lanegan drills him flush with a spinning elbow! Now he’s lifting Jones for the Junk Grunge…

WHAAAM!

Almanti: Got it!

[Lanegan exhaustedly covers.]

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…TWO…!


……THREE!!!

[Tito Capaci]

The camera cuts to Tito Capaci's makeshift office for this show. Geoge Duke is pounding on the door, dressed in his introductory robe. Capaci opens the door and looks at Duke up and down.

Duke: Capaci, let me know now. Who is it? I don't like surprises.

Capaci: Look at that thing. Does the Holiday Inn Express know you stole a robe?

Duke: What?!?! This robe is several hundred dollars of finely crafte...

Capaci: Settle down, George. I don't want a senior citizen going into cardiac arrest on my show. I'm not telling you. Unlike you, I love surprises. I can't wait to see the look on your face.

Duke: Capaci, I'm getting fed up with all this bullsh...

SLAM!!!!!

Capaci slams the door shut with Duke not even able to finish his statement. Pissed off and mumbling expletives, Duke turns around and heads back toward the entrance way.

[Tito Capaci]

Pilgrim: Tony, I have to be honest, I'm a little curious myself about who this opponent will be.

Almanti: We're all just going to have to sit and wait like everyone else.

"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.

Pilgrim: Here's the moment of truth.

"Nothing but a Good Time" by Poison begins to play over the PA system. The crowd gets to their feet in a hurry when they see who is coming out down the ramp. It's Brock Hoyle!

Pilgrim: And the big surprise is Brock Hoyle!

Almanti: And you can tell that Duke is not pleased at all by the look on his face. Hoyle has been one guy that Duke hasn't been able to get a handle on over the years. He would love to pick up a win here tonight!

Hoyle takes his time getting down the ramp, trying slap as many hands as possible on the way down. Before he can even get to the ring, Duke is on him, pounding away! Tom McElvoy immediately calls for the opening bell!

ding-ding

George Duke vs. Brock Hoyle

Duke starts throwing hard right hands into Hoyle's face. He takes the back of Hoyle's head and slams his face into the guard rail. He does it again for good measure. He spins him around and clutches his throat with two hands and squeezes as he bends his back over the guard rail. McElvoy is now out of the ring pressuring Duke to get the inside the ropes.

Pilgrim: And George Duke has thrown all the damn rules out the window early!

Almanti: He had to fight so long under those strict Valor Title rules, he's been itching to break the rules for a long time.

Duke pushes McElvoy to the side and delivers a hard groin shot with a knee that doubles Hoyle over. He quickly drops Hoyle HARD on the ramp with a nasty DDT that busts up the forhead of Hoyle enough to cause a cut. Duke drags Hoyle over to the ring and slides him in. McElvoy wipes the sweat from his brow. He knows this is going to be a real bitch to call. Duke starts delivering some stomps to the back of Hoyle's head until Hoyle rolls over on his side. Seeing the opportunity, Duke drops down and clamps his hands around Hoyle's throat again. McElvoy immediately starts the five count and Duke releases the hold just in time.

Pilgrim: I don't know that Duke is as much worried with a win here as he is injuring Hoyle!

Almanti: That would be worth the price of admission.

Duke pauses and smiles. It's as if the lightbulb just came on. He takes a look at Hoyle's knee (reconstructed....TWICE) and starts stomping hard on it again. Brock tries to cover it, but the boots are too strong and the keep connecting over and over. Duke decides to go for a cover!


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KICKOUT BY HOYLE!

Pilgrim: And even with the bad leg, Hoyle wants to continue!

Almanti: Why though?

Duke wants to do more damage and slides out of the ring. He pulls Hoyle over to the corner and rams his knee against the corner post. The crowd boos loudly as Duke laughs, pulling up his trunks a little higher. He takes a deep breath and throws the knee against the corner post again. Hoyle screems in agonizing pain, but Duke just laughs. Duke takes both legs and pulls Brock hard until his groin collides hard with the post. A series of "ooohh's" fill the arena.

Pilgrim: OK, Ok...Enough is enough already.

Almanti: I never get enough of these good-two-shoes getting their butts whacked.

Duke keeps Hoyle in this position and wraps the figure four around the corner post! The Hoyle screems in agony and tries to lift himself up, but it's not doing any good. McElvoy slides out of the ring and tells Duke to release the hold, but he refuses. McElvoy starts working untying the feet himself and he is finally successful.

Pilgrim: What the hell is going on! He should have disqualified him right there!

Almanti: Shut up, Alex. We want to see someone get pinned or submit. Nobody likes to see matches end in DQ!

Duke is pissed at McElvoy's breaking the hold manually and tells him as much when he gets inside the ring. Duke picks up the bad leg and hits a hard elbow drop that rocks Hoyle's body. Duke places Hoyle's foot on the bottom rope and straddles it. He jumps up and falls, sitting on the knee, hurting even more. He laughs and then does it again.

Pilgrim: And Duke is definitely going for that bad knee here.

Almanti: A wise plan.

Duke rolls Hoyle over so that he's on his knees and delivers a hard uppercut that sends Hoyle on his back. Duke sees the chance to go for a cover and does.



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KICKOUT BY HOYLE!

Pilgrim: And again, Hoyle manages to kickout at the last possible moment!

Almanti: Brock Hoyle is just a glutton for punishment, huh?

Duke jumps up on the middle turnbuckle and jumps for a leaping foot stomp to the knee, but Hoyle gets his good legt and delivers a shot to the family jewels with his foot! The crowd goes crazy as Duke rolls on the ground clutching himself. Hoyle rolls over, and tries to stand, but falls immediately. The damage to the leg is done. He crawls over to the ropes and pulls himself up. Duke finally gets his feet and in a fit of rage charges at Hoyle, but Brock ducks down and uses Duke's momentum to land a bock body drop that sends Duke out of the ring and flat on the hard floor flat on his back! Duke clutches his chest as the impact obviously took the air out of him.

Pilgrim: And Brock Hoyle is back in this thing!

Almanti: You've got to be kidding me

Hoyle hops on his good leg, as if he's testing it out for something. He grabs the top rope with both hands and using just one leg he springboards over the top rope and out of the ring landing a monster splash on George Duke to the delight of the crowd!

Pilgrim: Brock Hoyle's has more guts than damn near everyone in this arena combined!

Almanti: Yeah, too bad he's short a knee.

Hoyle climbs up on Duke and mounts him. He starts raining down hard rights and left McElvoy is giving his 10 count and Hoyle stops just in time to get back on his good leg, roll in the ring and roll out. Hoyle gets Duke to his feet and hits a hard knife edge chop against the ring apron. He shoves Duke in the ring and then comes in himself. Hoyle starts walking on both legs, his right leg still causing a massive limp. It's hurt bad, no doubt about it. Duke stands back up and charges at Hoyle. But Hoyle drops and hits a toe trip that sends Duke's head into the bottom turnbuckle. Hoyle hobbles over as fast as he can and rolls him over. McElvoy right there!


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McElvoy stops the count as he points to Duke's foot which is on the rope!

Pilgrim: And the veteran George Duke always knows where he is in the ring. Great awareness by the vet.

Almanti: Still too close to comfort.

Hoyle takes a deep breath before slowly standing back up and pulling Duke over to him. He looks the crowd and then points to the top rope. The crowd cheers as Hoyle makes his way to the top rope. With the bad leg, it takes him a while to get to the top and it's hard to keep his balance. Duke gets up and reaches behind Hoyle and shoves him off the turnbuckle. Hoyle lands on both feet, which isn't good. His bad leg gives out and he clutches in immense pain. Duke quickly climbs the rope and jumps, nailing a diving headbutt on the bad knee of Brock Hoyle!

Pilgrim: Oh my god!

Duke shakes out off the cobwebs and pins Hoyle. McElvoy comes over for the pin!



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Almanti: He did it! He did it! George Duke did it!

Pilgrim: And someone needs to get Brock Hoyle into the emergency room right now!

Just as Pilgrim mentions it, EMT's are in the the ring with a stretcher. They fight off George Duke to get Hoyle on the stretcher, but Duke tips it over, making Hoyle spill off and land on his bad leg again. The EMT's warn Duke that if he pulls another stunt like that, his ass will get thrown in jail. Duke takes that as a cue to leave and smiles, raising his hand in victory.

[Tito Capaci]

Scott Lanegan is shown walking backstage. Suddenly, he hears a barrage of footsteps. He looks to his left and sees a janitor’s closest. He sneaks inside. The camera backs up and pictures on a group of uniformed officers jogging the halls. They stop at the camera man and look around.

Cop #1: “You! Have you seen this man?”

Another cop holds up a picture of Scott Lanegan.

Cop #2: “Names Scott Lanegan. Wrestler here at POW.”

The camera shakes left and right. The cops mumble something and walk off in another direction. Scott Lanegan slowly opens the door and looks left and right, making sure the coast is clear. He wipes sweat off of his forehead and walks up to the camera man.

Scott Lanegan: “Thanks man. If they would’ve found me, I’d be dead! Dead I tell ya! See you around.”

He then walks off.

[Tito Capaci]

Tony Almanti: Why, oh WHY is this match so close to being the opener???

Alex Pilgrim: Look at the caliber of matches above it! This may be a great match, but title matches are MUCH more important.

Tony Almanti: Damn, I guess you're right. WELL, time for a main event quality match...RIGHT NOW!

"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: Our first competitor of the night, weighing in at 210 pounds and hailing from the island of Manhattan, RICH MORRISON!

The crowd boos Rich as he waves to them sublimely. 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.

Richard Huff: And from Cincinnati, Ohio and weighing in tonight at 240 pounds, the other half of Excellence Personified and part of Royal Flush...Your TELEVISION CHAMPION, KALEB SHADIX!

Kaleb holds up the belt for the crowd to see all the while flipping them off with his free hand. Kaleb hands the belt down to a ring attendant and he and Rich take to opposite corners, taunting the crowd.

Tony Almanti: Well, there you have it...the two most hated guys in the world are standing in this ring...together.

A scantily clad woman now familiar to the POW audience as a Flying Diamond Cutter Girl enters the ring and steals the microphone from the ring announcer.

"Ladies and gentlemen, introducing the first, last, and ONLY Power On Wrestling WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION...Flying...Diamond...Cutter...MANNNNNNN!!!!

The lights go dim and smoke pours out from the entryway as the introduction to “YYZ” begins to play. As the guitar kicks in, red and gold lights flood the arena as FDCM saunters out through the cloud of smoke, a voluptuous FDC Girl on either arm and the POW World Title around his waist. He cockily adjusts his sunglasses and polishes the title belt, basking in what he clearly perceives to be DEAFENING cheers from the crowd, even as they drown him in boos. Oblivious to this, FDCM walks up the steel stairs and steps through the ring ropes which are being held open for him by his girls. He 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, still absorbing the imagined adoration of the audience. Finally, he undoes the POW World Title and holds it high above his head, showing everyone what makes him the best as his valets applaud him almost loudly enough to drown out the hatred of the paying fans...

Richard Huff: Uh...yeah, Flying Diamond Cutter Man!

The crowd has a mixed reaction for the POW World Heavyweight Champion as 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. 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, and his partner, from Norwich, England and weighing in at 250 pounds...Kailus HOLMES!

Tanner Dutton calls for the bell to start the match!

ding-ding

Excellence Personified of Royal Flush vs. Kailus Holmes and Flying Diamond Cutter Man of The Four Horsemen: XE

When the bell sounds Kailus Holmes is left stranded in the ring alone with Excellence Personified while FDCM gets happily accosted by his gaggle of girls. Holmes looks back in surprise but before he can shout out at his partner, he gets caught in the jaw by a right hand from Shadix. Rich Morrison gets hold of Holmes' leg and takes him down to the mat, aided by a clothesline from Shadix. Tanner Dutton gets to the count of four and Rich backs off into their corner, letting Kaleb punish Holmes with boots and knee drops to Kailus's face. FDCM finally looks away from his cohort's juggs and sees that the match has started. Swearing, he jumps up into his corner, reaching out to Kailus Holmes, waiting for the tag.

Tony Almanti: Guess FDCM has other things to do too...

Alex Pilgrim: It's quite possible...I don't know where he finds those ladies. He goes through them like a greased pig in a cannon...

One of the Flying Diamond Cutter Girls tickles FDCM's leg while he's trying to get the tag and Shadix continues beating oh Holmes. Shadix picks Holmes up off of the mat, takes him over to Rich in their corner and tags him in. Kaleb holds onto Kailus for a few seconds while Rich continues the assault on Holmes. As soon as Shadix exits the ring, Morrison tries to whip Holmes into the ropes, but Kailus uses his weight advantage to reverse and bring Morrison into a clothesline. Morrison lands flat backed on the mat and rolls to his stomach before Holmes picks him up off the mat and locks him in a hammerlock. Morrison tries to reverse, but Holmes brings his knee up, smashing it into the face of Morrison. Kailus rolls Morrison over, still holding onto the hammerlock and tries for a modified version of the small package.

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Rich Morrison kicks out just after the count of two and Holmes quickly rolls over, locking a chinlock on Morrison. Morrison tries to break the hold, but Holmes scoots them both over into his corner and screams at FDCM who's now got his eyes rolled back into his head from what his Flying Diamond Cutter Girl is doing to him. FDCM snaps out of his daze and reaches down, tagging himself in. FDCM leaps over the top rope and once he lands, grabs onto Morrison's feet, dragging him to the center of the ring while the Flying Diamond Cutter Girls start chatting with Kailus Holmes. FDCM shoots Holmes a thumbs up while standing Morrison up. FDCM grabs onto Morrison's head, and tripping him up, drives him face first into the mat. FDCM then leaps back, knocking Shadix off of the apron while bouncing off of the ropes. He leaps up into the air and then drops a knee onto the back of Morrison's head. Morrison grabs the back of his head and rolls over, letting FDCM try for a pin.

1...

Morrison kicks out after the count of one just as Shadix enters the ring and tackles FDCM, getting him off of his partner. Shadix drives a couple of hard right hands into FDCM, but Tanner Dutton gets Shadix off of the World Champ just as Holmes starts to enter the ring. Holmes and Shadix back off, Shadix pulls Morrison over to their corner, helping his partner to his feet. Shadix exits the ring, grabs onto the tag rope and asks for a tag. Morrison shakes his head, wiping blood from his mouth.

Tony Almanti: Guess Flying Diamond Cutter Man should look where he's going so that doesn't happen again...

Alex Pilgrim: Well, no matter, Shadix isn't the legal man. He had to leave sooner or later.

Morrison locks up with FDCM in the center of the ring, both men circling each other in their violent dance. Both men try to push the other toward their partners, but they stalemate in the center of the ring. Kaleb Shadix starts to enter the ring again, but Tanner Dutton heads him off. Morrison uses this lapse in the referee's vision to kick FDCM where the sun don't shine. FDCM drops down to the mat, gripping his wounded preserves while the audience boos Morrison. Shadix stops trying to enter the ring and Tanner Dutton turns to see Holmes climbing through the ropes. Morrison points him out to Dutton who goes over to stop Holmes. Morrison steps onto FDCM's crotch area while laughing at Holmes from the center of the ring. Morrison backs off of FDCM and tags in his partner.

Alex Pilgrim: These two really work together well. They're controlling what Dutton does and by that, controlling the match.

Shadix enters into the ring as FDCM gets to his knees, still clutching onto his permanent championships. Kaleb Shadix picks FDCM back up to his feet and then flips him off before nailing him with a knee to the gut. Shadix rebounds off of the ropes while FDCM is doubled over and raises a knee, but FDCM scoots out of the way. Shadix turns to face FDCM who is already in the air, wrapping his arms around Shadix's head. FDCM crashes with Shadix into the mat, delivering a Diamond Cutter out of nowhere. FDCM covers Shadix for the pin.

1...

2...

Shadix reaches up and pokes FDCM in the eyes, breaking the pin up. Shadix staggers to his feet slowly as FDCM tries to clear his eyes. Shadix reaches out to tag in Morrison, but FDCM clears his eyes out and pulls Shadix back, away from Morrison, rolling him over for another pin attempt.

1...

2...

3!!!

Alex Pilgrim: Excellence Personified has finally been defeated! But the team to do it was probably one of the best!

[Tito Capaci]

The scene cuts to the back where a huge commotion is going on. Several security guards are lying on the floor out cold and one loud voice can be heard down the hall. The camera catches up and it's Kid Luck. The crowd is confused to see Luck acting this way and when he faces the camera, he looks.....different. He pulls out a piece of a paper and rips it up.

Luck: You see that paper? It was my contract here for POW Midwest. F*#K IT! I'm heading to New England. I've had it here! I'm going somewhere I can be appreciated! Capaci! F*@K YOU! You're going to wish you had given me every bit of attention I deserved! I'm going to destroy POW New England and while you sit in your little high chair in Kansas City, you're going to be able to do nothing but watch! Tony Hunter has no idea what he's done, my friend!

Luck turns and punches through a window of an office in the hall. He then pounds the fist repeatedly until his entire fist is covered in blood. He writes on the wall, using his fist as the writing utensil. He storms off, and as he does the camera focuses on the wall. In big letters of blood, just one word is writen....

MELTDOWN

[Tito Capaci]

Every light in the arena goes completely out and a spotlight appears on the stage at the curtain. "Walk with me in Hell" kicks up over the PA and Holly steps out onto the stage wearing her usual.

Almanti: Well, this is it!

Pilgrim: This guy truly is something else!

Almanti: And that's the nice way of putting it! What a creep!

The audience boos her as she signals for Lance to step out from behind the curtain. Lance comes out and puts his arm around Holly's midsection and the two walk down to the ring, Lance now holding a deck of cards, laughing as if the way he defected was just a big joke.

Almanti: This night is dominated with the rivalry between the Royal Flush and the Four Horsemen!

Pilgrim: You have Lance Erickson, Josh Eagles, our Midwest Champion Shawn Stevens, the Television Champion Kaleb Shadix and of course one of the most recognizable faces in professional wrestling, Rich Morrison!

Almanti: Whereas on the other side, the numbers game does seem to be the problem as you do have the two originals, the guys that started the Horsemen, Reck Maverick and Big Ci, but now you have, and may I say Almanti, that this was one of the biggest shocks to me, is that now you have newly recruited superstars in Kailus Holmes and the POW Champion Flying Diamond Cutter Man!

Pilgrim: I tell you something now, that the Flush wanted to make headlines, well, tonight, one way or another, they certainly will!

Holly slides seductively into the ring as Lance walks towards the steps but before he even places a foot on the metal rung, a large framed man flies from behind, launching himself from the crowd and onto Erickson's back.

Pilgrim: Holy crap!

It's Big Ci! He rips the belt from his waist, not wanting to waste another second of getting his hands on Erickson. He picks himself up as Holly races away from the carnage. Ci rolls him into the ring and climbs the turnbuckle. Erickson staggers up, holding his neck, but Ci doesn't even wait for him to turn around, launching right into Erickson once again, slamming the large man into the ground. Manny Salazar calls for the bell to make this thing official!

ding-ding

POW VALOR CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Big Ci (c) vs. Lance Erikson

Almanti: This guy is not even waiting for Erickson to catch a moment's breath!

Pilgrim: And so he shouldn't!

Ci rolls back to his feet and charges once again, dropping his leg across Erickson's neck again. This seems to be the area to work on. Erickson tries to get away but Ci grabs his leg and drags him back to the centre of the ring. As he completes the pull, he slams his foot on Erickson's back, followed by another aggressive foot slam. He switches his position and hoists the legs up, the crowd scream as Erickson scrambles desperately to the ropes, wrapping his forearms around the bottom rope as the referee demands the hold be broken.

Pilgrim: And Big Ci is really taking ti to Erickson here!

Almanti: These two used to be good friends. They used to travel together, share ideas, stories, they've been the forefront of this company for so long, and for Lance to suddenly turn around, disrespect Hunter like that and to side with the enemy like he did was more than just a stab in the back, it was a knife in the heart!

Pilgrim: Just so everybody know, this match is for more than pride! This is for the Valor Championship!

Ci reluctantly releases the hold, stepping back as the crowd go crazy, Erickson looks at Ci who is demanding he get up, the eyes wide and foam shooting from his mouth.

Almanti: Look at Big Ci! He's a man possessed!

Pilgrim: He's snapped! He's waited so long for this! He's waited for weeks to get his hands on Lance and now he has that chance! He's not going to waste it!

Erickson tells the referee to keep Ci back whilst he gets up, but Ci doesn't listen and shoves the referee out of the way, storming to Erickson, tired of waiting. Erickson ducks under the ropes and swings his shoulder into Ci's stomach, finally getting an offensive move in. Ci staggers back a couple of steps, but not out of Lance's reach, who grabs Ci's head and drops him on the top rope, guillotining his neck. Ci bounces off the rope and falls flat on his back, coughing as Lance attempts to stretch the pain out of his neck. Holly applauds Lance's momentum shift.

Pilgrim: This man just took the cheap way out!

Almanti: True enough, but it will interesting to see what the new persona that Erickson has will fair against his former team mate.

Lance rolls back into the ropes. Ci is just beginning to get his breath back, but not for long as Lance drives his knee right into Ci's gut. The crowd voicing their hatred for the Royal Flush member as he slows the pace down to his level. He laughs at the audience before picking Ci up and whipping him into the turnbuckle corner. He slowly moves to Ci, who slams his foot into Erickson's stomach.

Pilgrim: Big Ci fighting back!

Another kick, Erickson backing off! Ci swings a fist and connects, hits another, and another! Erickson is faultering... as Ci goes for a third, Erickson ducks it. Ci turns around and Erickson hooks the body and goes for a STO!

But Ci counters it! Rolling his body around and hooking Erickson into a Katahajime! But Erickson knows his former friend too well and rolls back, pulling himself out of the move, as he does so he quickly slams his fists into Ci's chest. Ci releases the hold and Lance sees his opportunity.

Almanti: He;s going for it!

Pilgrim: Could we see the Shattered Lance?

Lance tries, cut Ci has him scouted and uses Lance's momentum to throw him into the ropes. Lance comes back off and tries a clothesline, Ci ducks. Lance stops his charge and tries to shock Ci but the Valor Champion already has the same idea and Ci tries a clothesline. Lance ducks and the two charge to the ropes. As they come off they both extend their arms out, hooking the necks in the move, spinning mid air and both crashing to the ground.

Almanti: They both took each other out with a double clothesline!

The referee doesn't even get to four when both of them get up. Lance tries to clothesline again but Ci ducks the move and catches Lance by the back of the head and drops him down with a neckbreaker. The crowd cheer as Ci holds up the four finger salute, shouting to Lance.

Big Ci: Flush this you c**t!

Almanti: WOAH!

Pilgrim: No prizes for guessing what he just said!

Ci grabs the legs and goes for the figure four but Lance was playing possum and rolls him up, grabbing the tights! The referee goes in for the count!

ONE...

TWO...

THREE-NO!!!

Almanti: It's not over!

The referee stops the count just centimeters from the third count as he sees Lance pulling the tights. He steps up and demands the fall be broken. Lance cannot believe it! He lets go and slams his hands on the mat in pure frustration. He's irate! Holly tries to call to him to try and calm him down but Lance won't listen, as he's already in the face of the referee, demanding that the count be registered.

Pilgrim: And Lance is not happy about it!

Almanti: Wouldn't you be? Just a split second later and he would be the new champion!

The referee stands his ground and pushes Lance back. Lance doesn't waste time and shoves the referee to the floor. He points and informs the official just exactly who the hell he is. But as he spends his time bringing the official up to speed, Ci creeps up behind Lance and decks him with a vicious low blow!

Pilgrim: That's cheating too!

Almanti: No shit, Sherlock!

With Lance incapasitated, Big Ci sees his chance and races to the ropes, coming off and leaping high up in the air. Hitting Lance in the jaw with a flying lariat clothesline. Erickson almost flips over onto his front as Big Ci rolls back to his feet, the crowd erupting as the Four Horsemen races to go for the pin.

1...

2...

Erickson has his foot on the rope!

Almanti: A smart move there by the Royal Flush member!

Pilgrim: No quit in either of these two.

Ci pleads with the referee to make it official, but the official refuses. He continues the match. Ci pulls himself up and brings the crowd behind him, spelling C.I with his finger. Erickson slowly gets up to his feet and Ci kicks him in the gut, hooking the head in his arm.

Pilgrim: Evenflow DDT!

Erickson explodes with momentum, rolling out of it and keeping hold of Ci's arm, pulling him towards him once he gains some composure. Ci is caught in for a spinebuster but the champ fights out of it, hitting Lance in the face. Lance relinquishes the hold, allowing Ci to try a superkick, but Lance grabs the foot. Ci hops for a couple of times before trying an enziguri, but again Lance has it scouted and dodges the move. Now Ci has his back facing Lance. Lance drops the foot and wraps his hands around Ci, throwing his weight upwards.

Almanti: Counter after counter and THE BRIDGE OF LANCES!

Pilgrim: This surely has to be it!

1....

2....

CI KICKS OUT!

Lance again slams his hands onto the mat, the rage taking him over.

Almanti: What does Erickson have to do to keep Big Ci down?

Pilgrim: It's just one thing after another for the challenger, and still he cannot keep Big Ci down!

Lance looks at the turnbuckles and realizes that he only has one more chance left. He had to finish it now. He grabs Ci's leg and pulls him to the turnbuckle. The challenger releasing the foot and moving onto grabbing the hair. He sets Ci up like for a suplex and lifts him onto the turnbuckle. He climbs up and signals for the Cerebral Gift.

Almanti: Ci's out of it, look at him!

Pilgrim: We could see a new champion now.

Lance takes too much time to prepare the move, and Ci comes back with a right hand. Lance sways a little and slaps Ci across the face. Ci fights the pain and hits another right hand. Erickson sways even further. Thinking that he may not come off better here, he pulls a small object from one of the turnbuckle covers as Ci wipes the sweat from his eyes. Erickson quickly puts it on his hand.

Pilgrim: Wait a minute, what's he got there...?

Erickson hammers Lance in the face with a pair of brass knuckles. The crowd are appauled as he laughs and takes them off, casually tossing them to Holly. Erickson screams at the crowd.

Erickson: I dedicate this match to the Royal Flush! The real champions of POW!

The referee demands to know what Holly caught. As he takes his eyes off the action, Ci clecnches his fists and drills a closed double palm right into Erickson's crotch.

Almanti: That's the second time now!

Ci grabs Erickson's head, leaping over the challenger's body and swinging round, colliding with the unforgiving mat below. The crowd scream in amazement!

Crowd: P-O-DUB! P-O-DUB!

They begin to chant in seperate sections, not knowing which one to go for.

Crowd: This is awesome! This is awesome! This is awesome!

Almanti: Big Ci just hit a variation of an Evenflow Tornado DDT on Lance Erickson! And I tell you now! Nobody does it better than the Incomprable One!

Both men down... the crowd cheering for them to continue. Erickson's face is scrunched on the mat at an angle, Ci is flat on his back. The two look out of it. Suddenly, Ci jerks his arm up. The crowd screaming in delight as the champion slowly pulls his body up.

Almanti: Do it!

Pilgrim: We have seen it all in this match! And we could see a night where the Royal Flush are dismantled right here!

Almanti: DO IT!

Ci is half way up, blood is spotted trickling down the side of his head where Lance took that brutal shot to him. Lance still is not moving. The crowd slamming their feet and begging that Ci get up. Salazar is on six now of his ten count. Ci uses the ropes to get to his feet and swaggers over to Erikson and gets him to his feet. He uses all his strength (which isn't much at this point) to punch Erikson hard across the cheek. Erikson's body spins and Ci raps him in full nelson! Salazar checks to see if Erikson wants to submit, but Erikson uses whatever gusto he has left to spit in Salazar's face.

Almanti: Erikson....he's a rebel to the end, huh?

Pilgrim: Perfect for Dixie Slampede.

Almanti: Hey, so are the Horsemen. Interesting paradigm.

Pilgrim: Paradigm? Where did you learn a word like paradigm?

Almanti: Hey, I'm a journalist. It's my academic duty to be fluent in a plethora of jargons and verbage.

Pilgrim: Okay. You can stop now.

Ci starts shaking Lance's upper body to crank into the next, but Lance holds firm. Lance delivers an illegal lifting heel kick to the groin of Ci, loosening the hold. Erikson takes advantage, puts on an inverted double underhook, drops down to his knees and gets a backslide pin on Big Ci! Salazar is ready!


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2.......






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


Almanti: We have a new Valor Champion!

Pilgrim: But that damn illegal blow to the groin caused it and this is suppose to be the Valor Title here!

Almanti: Shut up, Alex. You saw how many closed fist strikes Ci hit Erikson with! Just deal with it! Royal Flush has all the singles titles thanks to Lance Erikson!

Pilgrim: Can Daye put an end to that by defeating Shawn Stevens?

Almanti: I don't know, but we still have that, the Tag Titles, and Reck Maverick and Josh Eagles still get to figure out who gets a shot at the POW Midwest Title next month!

Pilgrim: What a night!

[Tito Capaci]

The scene cuts to the back where the other Royal Flush members, Stevens, Morrison, Shadix and Eagles are all sitting drinking the beverage of their choice. Despite the earlier loss by Shadix and Morrison, they are upbeat.

Morrison: Gentlemen, Royal Flush has all the singles gold in the territory. I think we should get it all.

Stevens: Hell, why stop here? Go for the tag titles. How hard could it be to walk over to New England and take their belts?

Eagles: We're still thinking too small. Flying Diamond Cutter Man has the belt that counts.

Shadix: We can take care of that too.

[Tito Capaci]

Alex Pilgrim: Alright, time for some Tag Team Championship action!

Tony Almanti: That's right, M&M up against...

Alex Pilgrim: Uh, it's MdM...Manos del Muerte...

Tony Almanti: So who's their opponents?

Alex Pilgrim: Sheesh...just watch...

Country Heroes by Hank Williams III begins to play and the K.C. Dudes walk out and cuss at the crowd before heading into the ring. The two men slide into the ring and then take opposite turnbuckles, cussing at the crowd even more while the crowd boos and jeers the men.

Richard Huff: The first two competitors in the Tag Team Championship match, from Kansas City, Missouri...The K.C. DUDES!

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. Hidealgo 19 is the first man out, followed by Death Adder and Electric Head. And lastly, El Gran Bàrbaro comes through. They stand, from left to right, Luz, Death Adder, Bàrbaro, Electric Head and Hidealgo, each performing the Manos del Muerte sign. This done, they walk to the ring. Luz takes Bàrbaro’s cloak off, as Death Adder and Hidelago toss their respective entrance attires to ringside staff, and the three wrestlers roll into the ring.

Richard Huff: And their opponents, the POW Midwestern Tag Team Champions and at a combined weight of 490 pounds...Manos Del Muerte, El Gran Barbaro and Hidealgo 19!!!

POW Midwestern Tag Team Championship Match
Manos del Muerte (c) vs. the K.C. Dudes

The match opens up with the Kansas City Madman taking the reigns while Barbaro exits the ring, leaving Hidealgo in with the Madman. Madman screams out to Hidealgo and the rest of MdM to go back home to Mexico, but Hidealgo just rears back and swats Madman across the face KC Madman between the eyes with a knuckle sandwich. Madman reels back into the ropes as Hidealgo brings another shot to the Madman. Madman tanks it down to the mat as Hidealgo leaps around the mat. Madman tags in the Kansas City Bad Boy who enters the ring under the top rope. Bad Boy clotheslines Hidealgo down to the mat, still screaming about the same stuff Madman was going on about.

Alex Pilgrim: Not very smart to piss off the champs...

El Gran Barbaro snaps his fingers to hidealgo, putting his hand into the ring. Hidealgo is forced back to his feet by Bad Boy who throws him at the big mexican. Barbaro tags himself into the ring and kicks Bad Boy in the gut, doubling him over before bringing a knee up into his face. Barbaro turns and blasts Madman off of the apron. Hidealgo enters back into the ring while Barbaro picks Bad Boy up and press slams him into the mat while Hidealgo flies off the top rope and splashes Bad Boy into oblivion. Barbaro covers Bad Boy while Hidealgo keeps Madman at bay.

1...

2...

3!!!

Alex Pilgrim: THE CHAMPS RETAIN!!!

[Tito Capaci]

Backstage in the Royal Flush locker room. Shadix and Morrison are quietly talking to each other about their match. Josh Eagles and Shawn Stevens are getting ready for theirs and Lance Erikson is nowhere to be found since his match.

Shawn: Guys we need to finish this night out. I'm going to beat Daye, Josh is gonna beat Reck, but Rich and Kaleb what happened?

Morrison: Flying Douchebitch. Next month at Americana that title is mine. He snuck by this time, but he didn't beat me in a one on one match. And last time it was a fluke.

Shawn: Josh?

Eagles looks at Stevens thinking he is joking.

Josh: Please, Maverick is my bitch. I'll be seeing you next month though 'partner'. And I think I will add another Heavyweight title to my list.

Eagles leaves the room as Erikson enters.

Lance: What was that about?

Kaleb: Can we trust him?

Shawn: I hope so. He knows better than anyone to work with the best and get the win.

Back to ringside.

[Tito Capaci]

Pilgrim: Everyone this is it. Weeks of waiting and we still haven't found our number one contender. Reck Maverick and Josh Eagles will wrap up their series right here tonight. The Best of Five ends and one of them will move on to become the number one contender to the Midwestern Heavyweight Champion.
Almanti: If Eagles wins what could that mean for Royal Flush?
Pilgrim: We'll have to think about that if that happens.

"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 then goes to respective corner and waits.

Huff: The following match is the fifth match in the best of five series for the number one contenders spot against the POW Midwestern Heavyweight Champion. In the ring now, accompanied by Jeska Eagles.....he weighs in at 190 pounds. He is a representitve for Royal Flush JOSH EAGLES!
Pilgrim Two and two, can Eagles continue his wins over Maverick and face his new friend?

The lights begin to alternate between dark blue and crimson red as "His World" begins to fill the arena... 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!

Almanti: Not.....again.....

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. 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.

Huff: In the ring now, he hails from San Jose, California, weighing in at 220 pound, he is the Atomic Ninja and representitive for the Four Horsemen.....RECK MAVERICK!

Huff takes off out of the ring as the two familiar foes just glare at each other. Benny Lawson explains the implications to the two men. They both nod slightly signalling they understand. Lawson calls for the bell.

Match 5 of Best of Five Series - Winner of Series get POW Midwest Heavyweight Championship Shot at July's DVD Taping Event, Americana
Josh Eagles(2) vs. Reck Maverick(2)

Both men move into the center of the ring and stand face to face just staring at each other, Josh shoves Reck who looks around shaking his head Reck turns around and goes right after Josh hitting him with stiff open hand chops that back Josh into the corner, Reck repeatedly hits Josh Reck grabs Josh around the arm hip tossing Josh out of the corner Josh gets to his feet Reck runs at Josh who steps forward at Reck hitting him with a forearm upper cut that knocks Reck back against the ropes, Josh pulls Reck off the ropes pulls him down and picks up Reck and drives him down to the mat with a spinebuster. Josh gets to his feet he goes out onto the apron climbs the ropes leaps off with for a elbow drop and Reck rolls out of the way and Josh crashes into the mat. Reck pulls Josh up to his feet Reck leaps into the air and nails Josh with a back heel kick Josh falls back into the corner Reck pulls Josh out of the corner grabs him around the neck and whips him over for a snapmare and jumps into his back kicking Josh with a double boot to the back. Reck flips Josh over into a lateral press pin.

1.........

2.........

KICKOUT!

Almanti: Whoa, too close.
Pilgrim: These two have battled numerous times I expect this one could go all night.

Reck pulls Josh up to his feet and hits Josh with a back hand chop and grabs Josh whipping him to the ropes as Josh hits the ropes and comes off Josh leaps into the air and nails Reck with a flying forearm to the face. Josh rolls over and leans over Reck and hits Reck with stiff punches to the face Josh pulls Reck up by his neck and hits him across the face with a stiff punch that knocks Reck back into the corner. Josh comes in at Reck Josh kicks Reck repeatedly in the stomach with stiff kicks to the stomach. Reck falls onto the mat. Josh runs to the opposite corner and comes charging back with a full head of steam. He delivers a running knee right to the face of Reck. The Ninja slowly falls the rest of the way to the mat. Josh grabs his leg and pulls him away from the ropes and then drops down. He hooks the outside leg in a pin.

1.........

2.........

KICKOUT!

Pilgrim: Another close call this time by Maverick.
Almanti: How did he kick out of that?
Pilgrim: Ninja abilities?

Josh starts to argue with the ref that it should have been a three count. While he's doing this Reck makes it to his feet, he goes out on the apron climbs the ropes Reck positions himself leaps off as he does Josh leaps up hitting Reck with a drop kick as he came off the top rope. Josh gets to his feet he pulls Reck to his feet Josh goes under Reck picks him up and drops Reck with a stiff backdrop suplex that drops Reck on the back of his neck. Josh pulls Reck to his feet grabs Reck around the wrist whips him to the ropes Reck hits the ropes comes off at Josh Reck grabs Josh picks him up and drops Josh down with a hard spine buster Reck leans over Josh and makes the pin.

1..........

2..........

KICKOUT!

Almanti: Eagles gets the shoulder up.
Pilgrim: Two and a half there.

Reck gets to his feet he pulls Josh to his feet Reck goes back against the ropes runs off leaps up for a high knee as he does Josh catches Reck holds him up and throws Reck with a over head belly to belly Reck falls to the mat landing on his neck. Josh runs over pulls Reck to his feet and begins elbowing Reck with stiff elbows to the back of the neck. Josh pulls Reck into him pulls Reck’s leg up picks up Reck and drops him down with a fisherman DDT. Reck somehow rolls out of the ring and lays between the ring and the barricade. Josh looks down at him then waves his finger and points he's going out there. Josh steps through the ropes and leaps off the apron Josh pulls Reck up to his feet he grabs Reck and drives his neck down across the security railing. Reck falls back and Josh grabs Reck and shoves him face first into the ring post Reck’s face bounces off the ring post and Reck falls back onto the floor. Josh dusts off his hands proud of his work. Then picks up Reck and slides him into the ring and makes the pin.

1..........

2..........

3!!!!!!!

NO! Reck got his foot on the bottom rope. Josh gets up thinking he won but Lawson tells him it was a rope break. He looks down to see Reck's foot on the bottom rope. His face fills with even more anger trying to figure out what it will take to keep Reck down. Josh sets up gets to his feet Josh pulls Reck to his feet Josh stands holding Reck down head first as Josh stands there Reck raises up turns around behind Josh picks up Josh and drops him with a Reider-plex with a bridge the referee counts.

1........

2........

KICKOUT!!!!

Josh springs to his feet in suprise of what just happened. He's holding the back of his neck as Reck slowly climbs to his feet using the ropes. Reck grabs Josh whips him to the corner Reck runs in at Josh who raises his boots up kicking Reck in the face with a stiff double boot to the face. Reck falls back holding his mouth, Josh runs at Reck pulls him up and pulls Reck in and drops Reck with the kiss of death DDT that plants Reck into the mat. Josh signals its over and locks in the Maverick Deathlock. Reck screams in pain.

Almanti: His own move against him. Brilliance by the Royal Flush member.
Pilgrim: I think it's tasteless and shows no respect.
Almanti: That's not what this business is about. It's about kicking ass and winning matches.

Reck appears to want to tap out by he drags himself and Josh over and grabs the bottom rope and holds it for dear life. Lawson calls for the break, but Josh doesn't want to. Finally he lets go of Reck but the damage is done. Reck is holding every part of him from all the weardown Josh has been doing. He laughs knowing he has it in hand. Josh picks Reck up and Reck hits Josh with a stiff forearm smash to the face Josh turns and around shakes off Reck’s blow and turns in and hits Reck with a stiff forearm smash of his own. Reck looks at Josh and yells out turns and hits Josh with a stiff forearm smash Josh falls back Reck walks toward Josh as he does Josh gets to his feet spins around and hits Reck with a roaring elbow Reck staggers and bounces off the ropes. On the rebound he hits a huge running crossbody. Both men are down. Reck climbs back to his feet first. Josh pulls himself up as well.

Pilgrim: What is it gonna take? Neither man can keep the other down for long.
Almanti: Maverick has been worn down much more. This is Eagles match.

Josh rushes Reck but Reck bends down and picks up Josh onto his back. He starts the airplane spin. Around. And around. And around. And around. And around. And around. And around. And around. And around. A little kid in the second row throws up from the spinning. And around. And around. And around. And around. Almanti falls out of his chair watching the move as well. Reck finally stops and turns Josh into a flapjack. Eagles springs right up to his feet but walks in a circle. Reck shakes off his own move.

Pilgrim: Thank you Reck you took out Almanti! Janitor to ringside for that kid puking. Maverick has turned this match around with one move, if only he can get his own senses back.

Almanti climbs back to his seat still dazed. Josh continues to stumble drunkenly around, Reck shakes the cobwebs out and walks behind Josh he lifts him up and hits a huge Maverick Cutter. Josh is down and out. Reck rolls over for the cover. He hooks both legs.

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KICKOUT!

Pilgrim: EAGLES JUST GETS THE SHOULDER UP!
Almanti: Where am I? What happened?

Reck can't believe what happened. He shakes his head in awe, Josh is laying on his stomach, Reck stares down at Josh suddenly inspiration strikes. Reck picks up Josh and signals the The Cat's Eye Slash is coming. He hoists Josh into the air but Josh slides out the back. Josh kicks Reck in the gut and lifts Reck up for the Eagles Wings but Reck knees Josh in the side of the head and drops down. He quickly flips Josh onto his back and hits the Cat's Eye Slash right in the middle of the ring. As Josh hits the mat Reck dives onto the cover. Lawson drops down and makes the count.

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Pilgrim: RECK MAVERICK HAS DONE IT!!!!!

Balloons start to fall from the ceiling as the fans throw streamers in appreciation. Maverick leans back on his knees.

Huff: YOUR WINNER AND NUMBER ONE CONTENDER TO THE POW MIDWESTERN HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP....THE ATOMIC NINJA RECK MAVERICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The crowd has reached a new level of sound as Reck looks around at his fans. He still can't believe he did it. As he turns towards the ramp, on the stage stands Shawn Stevens. He claps his hands in a mocking manner.

Pilgrim: Stevens now will defend the title against Reck Maverick next month.
Almanti: It will just end in disappointment for Maverick.
Pilgrim: That is if Stevens makes it past Daye later on tonight.
Almanti: Please, it's Shawn Stevens.....

Reck and Shawn lock eyes then both look down at Stevens title belt.

[Tito Capaci]

The lights go out in the arena and Neil Diamond's "They're Coming to America" begins to play throughout the arena. The big screen shows the picture of an American flag. Every ten sceonds one of the stars would zoom in close, and there will be a picture of some kind of Immigrant making it in the United States. Hispanic, Asian, African, Irish, and others are all smiling do their work in the United States as Immigrants. As the song ends, a huge burst of Pyro explodes under the bigs screen as several sparking colors make a huge, pyro, American Flag. The screen says "POW: AMERICANA July 12, 2007" The fans cheer as the smoke lifts and the lights come back on.

[Tito Capaci]

Almanti: Damn it, boy! Here we go!

Pilgrim: A lot of people were surprises to see Daye headlining this DVD Taping event, but after a closer look at the some of the, uh, "behind the scenes" action that has taken place, this match was bound to happen sooner or later.

Almanti: Absolutely. These two guys have a real dislike for one another and they had made a little match between themselves. Capaci just decided to put in on the big stage.

Pilgrim: It's going to be an interesting matchup for both of these guys. Few people argue with the athleticism of Shawn Stevens. He's a very intelligent fighter, but Daye is the bigger man, and moves, very, very well for a man his size.

Almanti: Many would say it's size versus speed, but Daye is very fast for a man that weighs over 250 pounds. But Shawn knows about pressure matches more than just anybody in this company, so the experience factor, the "I've been there before" advantage is in his favor.

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 akes his way down the ramp trash talking on his way to the ring.

Pilgrim: Daye better get less focused on pissing on the fans and more focused on beating Shawn Stevens. He has a hell of a task in front of him.
Almanti: Everyone has their own game, Alex. Let him play his.

The lights go out and the logo of S³ appears on the screen. As his music hits and the lights come back on Triple S is standing on the stage in his signature pose with his arms spread in the air. He lowers his arms and walks down the ramp. He makes his way to the ring. The fans still are boo him loudly, pissed at his desertion of the "good boy" image he had just a few weeks ago.

Pilgrim: The champion arrives, looking to do some damage.
Almanti: I would hope so!

Benny Lawson surveys the surroundings and holds the POW Midwest Title high in the air. Daye motions his hands around his waist as if to say that's where it's going to be after this match. Stevens laughs it off. Lawson calls for the bell!

ding-ding

POW MIDWEST HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Daye vs. Shawn Stevens (c)

The bell sounds and both men approach each other. They circle around the ring a bit before Stevens abruptly charges with a Running Forearm. Daye stumbles back, but comes forward swinging. He misses a roundhouse left and Stevens delivers a Dragon screw. Daye pops back to his feet and slams into Stevens with a clothesline. The champ jumps to his feet and catches a stiff jab to the side of the head. He falls to one knee. Daye comes for him - Spinning heel kick to a kneeling Stevens! Daye makes a fast cover.

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Stevens slides out and gets to his feet. He runs at Daye and misses a clothesline. He turns around in time to be scooped up and deposited to the floor!

Pilgrim: Daye just scoop slammed the champion to the floor!
Alamanti: Looks like we might see a new champion tonight.

Stevens writhes on the floor while Daye celebrates his actions. The count is broken when Daye comes out after him. He brings Stevens to his feet with a handful of hair and gives another scoop slam to the floor. He begins kicking the champion in the ribs and back until he rolls to safety. He gets to his feet in time to dodge a running attack from Daye, who goes crashing into the guard rail. He turns and Stevens delivers a clothesline that carries them both over the rail and into the front row. Daye manages to get to his feet first and grabs Stevens by the throat. He begins choking him and punching him with his free hand. He tosses Stevens over the rail and follows him over. Daye rolls Stevens in the ring and climbs to the top. Asai Moonsault! But he catches only canvas! Stevens rolls to safety and uses the ropes to get to his feet. Daye gets up, but is met with The Painkiller! Daye falls back into the corner and manages to hold on. Stevens comes running, slamming an elbow into his opponent’s face before hoisting him up for a superplex. Daye gives a hard shove that sends Stevens off the 2ns turnbuckle and to the mat. He waits for Stevens to get up and leaps with a Cross-body Block. He makes contact and holds on for the pin.

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Stevens manages to roll him over for a pin of his own!

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Daye breaks free and both men jump to their feet and stare each other down. The fans applaud gratefully/

Pilgrim: These two are giving it their all tonight.
Almanti: Well, there is gold on the line. Every little bit counts.

They lock horns and push for position. Daye uses his strong base to get the advantage. He puts Stevens in a side headlock and grids away. Stevens struggles, but eventually is able to counter with a backdrop suplex. Daye clutches the back of his head and rolls out of the ring. The referee stops Stevens from following and begins his count.

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With the ref’s back turns, Stevens runs and makes a suicide leap to the outside. He crashes right into Daye and both crash to the floor. Daye begins crawling up the ramp and gets to his feet. He comes running at Stevens, who is on all fours, and delivers a solid kick to the ribs. Stevens rolls down the ramp and starts to get to his feet. Daye tackles him to the floor and begins a flurry of fists. He runs to the ring and slides back out to break the count. Stevens is up and meets him with a few fists of his own. He slams Daye’s head into the ring apron and slides him in. Stevens leaps onto the apron and slingshots himself over with a splash.

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Daye powers out and gets to his feet. They throw a few punches at each other until Stevens grabs Daye’s arm and whips him to the mat with an arm-drag. He hangs on with an armbar. Daye powers out of it and they tear into each other again. Stevens gains the upper hand with a few rights. Daye is staggering – Belly To Belly Suplex! Daye stays down, in pain. Stevens climbs to the top. Big Splash from the top – but it hits nothing. Daye managed to move out of the way, but both men are still down.

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Daye jumps up after him.

Pilgrim: He was playing possum!
Almanti: Genius!

But before he can strike, Stevens grabs him - Windy City Driver! Lawson drops down for the pin!

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3!!!!!!!!!

Pilgrim: Stevens retained! What a match!

Almanti: So close. Daye proved he's man enough to step up, but Stevens wasn't about to be denied!

Stevens' music begins to play as the crowd starts booing again. Lawson gets the POW Midwest Championship Belt and hands it back to Stevens. Suddenly, a huge burst of smoke appears, covering the whole ring. The fans are confused, but when the smoke clears, Reck Maverick is one of the turnbuckles, crouched like Spiderman staring at SSS!

Pilgrim: And Reck Maverick is showing Shawn Stevens he has nowhere to hide! Maverick can be anywhere at any time!

Almanti: Those damn ninjas!

Stevens turns and sees Maverick about four feet from him and jumps back a few feet. He quickly regains his composure and points to the belt and then to himself. Reck never moves as the "Kountry Gentlemen" begins to play again.

Pilgrim: And that's going to do it for tonight, but I have a feeling that Reck and Stevens are going to get to know each other much better in the coming weeks!

Almanti: I can't wait!

Pilgrim: 'Til next week folks!

[Tito Capaci]

-- END OF SHOW --