Meltdown #14

[Simon]

Red is a segment
Orange is a match



RoP presents Meltdown
12/13/2010
Reno-Sparks Convention Center
Reno, NV
Attendance: 700

The show begins directly in an office, staring right at a table which holds upon it the name plate of one Simon Sensation. However, sitting upon the chair behind said table isn't the 'esteemed' owner of Ring of Pride. Instead of him, sitting there relaxed like he owns the place is none other than the colour commentator, Stu-E Price.

“I'm guessing you're surprised to see me sitting here in this office, and on camera just a little bit earlier than expected, huh?”

He pauses for a brief second, and just smirks.

“When I came here to sit behind a desk I watched injustice after injustice fall upon guys that I liked and guys I didn't like. Hell, it didn't take long for injustice to find its way to my door but what did I do? I battled and lost, fought and won but ultimately all I did was keep treading the line enough so I could wait till the time was right.”

Stu-E looks up, almost trying to pluck the words out of the air.

“Bah! The words escape me but where I stand right now is I could walk away from this business with a damned fine career or I could just quit being so damned selfish and do something to repair the damages I've been forced to witness. And to do that I'm going to call out two people that signify to me what this business is about, these two men I challenge to stand by my side and become bigger than who they are today in this company.”

Reaching over to a glass of water, he takes a sip just pausing enough.

“The first man is the embodiment of being told you're not good enough, but working his ass off to prove those doubters wrong. No matter how many times he loses a match, how many times he gets his ass kicked or how many times you say something to him so cutting that any regular guy would be on the phone to Samaritans every freaking day of his life! He still keeps coming back for more, and that's passion that you just can't buy, that man is none other than Bryan Deas.”

Stu-E claps slightly before cutting straight in to the next choice.

“As for the second bastard, he's caused me problem after problem but let's be fair; I've probably caused just as much back. There's no point telling you more about him; Dillon D' Angelo, we've been through hell together and I don't like you but we can work together to sort out this little place we call Ring of Pride.”

He stands up and walks around the table and sits on it.

“There you have it, we three men can fight for the one cause regardless of personal feelings toward each other. The men we will target, the men we will challenge and defeat have spent far too long toying with the wrestling business that we all have a common passion for and it's this reason that we three men can stand as more than just a symbol, we are 'The Business'.”

Casually Stu-E walks away from the desk and off camera as it focus' on the Simon Sensation name plate.




TL: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Hollywood, California…….”Ballistic” Bryan Deas!

“Why I Sing the Blues” starts to play and Deas makes his way out from the back to boos. He trudges down to the ring and rolls in before raising his hands up to a “you suck” chant.

AS: Bryan Deas has been…….well, on something of a roll as of late. He’s been winning matches and just a month ago was part of the Chaos Chamber. I hate the guy, I think he’s a moron, but he’s been coming into his own.

MG: Indeed and tonight he has a chance to prove that his win over Stu almost two months ago wasn’t a fluke.

TL: And his opponent……from Darlington, England……”England’s Favourite Wrestler” Stu-E Price!

“Kashmir” plays as Stu comes out of the back with Sofia at his side. The crowd goes crazy as Stu makes his way to the ring, leaves Sofia at the steps and then walks up to the apron and climbs into the ring.

AS: We heard what Stu had to say earlier to open the show and my god, he actually WANTS to align himself with Deas!

MG: Dillon too and the question you have to ask is whether or not those two will bite. I mean, joining Stu will mean taking on the boss and let’s be real, that’s a war they’d probably lose.

The bell rings and Deas charges Stu, nailing him so that he falls into the corner. As Stu straightens himself out, Deas nails some kicks on him, then a few uppercut shots before he grabs Stu by the head and pulls him out into the middle of the ring. He snap suplexes him down, then floats over and goes for a cover. Stu kicks out almost immediately and Deas nails some shots to his skull. He pulls Stu back to his feet and nails another snap suplex. He sits up and scowls as he looks around. He gets back up and waits as Stu gets to his feet and then he grabs him, looking for another suplex. Stu seems to be ready for it, though and shoves Deas into the ropes. Deas comes back at him and Stu nails a drop toe hold and then follows up with a front facelock on Bryan as he gets up. Deas nails some shots to Stu’s gut, but Stu keeps the hold locked in. Deas finally seems to be desperate as he lifts Stu up and charges him into a corner, nailing his back into the turnbuckle pads before he backs a few steps out of the corner and then back body drops Stu down.

AS: Some offense from Deas here early on and he’s not joking here, he’s gunning for the win……..though I have a feeling he may end up shooting himself in the foot here.

MG: Heh, Deas is coming out swinging and Stu’s in a desperate corner here. He’s got to do something other than a face lock or else he’ll have another loss to Deas on his record…..god that makes me shutter, Deas getting a win.

Deas catches his breath in the corner and as Stu gets up, charges out at him and nails a huge lariat that takes Stu down. Deas gets up and runs his hand through his hair before he reaches down and slowly pulls Stu up to a “Deas sucks ass” chant from the crowd. Bryan yells at them to shut up before he sets up for a gut wrench power bomb on Stu. He tries to lift Stu up, but Stu resists and grabs Deas by the tights. Bryan tosses him down and then goes to punt him right in the gut. Stu grabs his foot, though and then makes it to his feet to cheers. Deas seems to be begging with Stu not to hurt him as Stu glares at him, then pulls him into a belly to belly suplex. Deas hit’s the mat hard and holds his lower back as he gets up. Stu charges at him and clotheslines him over the top rope, causing Deas to stumble into the guard rail. The crowd is on their feet as Stu moves out onto the apron and as Deas goes to step away from the railing, charges at him and leaps off with a cross body onto him.

AS: HUGE cross body from Stu and the tide of this match has started to turn, hasn’t it?

MG: It has and now it’s Bryan Deas that finds himself backed into as corner, of course I’m sure he’s at home there.

Stu gets up with the fans going nuts and pulls Deas to his feet. He rolls Deas into the ring and then starts to climb the nearest turnbuckle. He just makes it to the top before Deas is up, then gets into the corner to grab him and chuck him off. Stu gets up slowly and walks right into a spine buster from Deas, who makes a cover. One……….Two! Stu kicks out! Deas pulls Stu up and then rockets him into the ropes. He goes for a power slam on him, but Stu reverses and ends up locking in a roll up on Bryan! One………Two! Deas kicks out! Stu gets up and right as Deas gets up, he comes behind him and then nails a forward leg sweep on him. Deas holds his forehead as he crawls over to the ropes and then goes to try and get up. As he does so, Stu comes behind him and nails a huge German suplex. Deas is folded up on the mat as Stu crawls over and gets on him for a cover. One……..Two…….! Deas kicks out!

AS: Holy hell, Deas got folded like a cheap accordion there! How in the hell did he kick out?

MG: You dunno, I dunno, I’d wager a bet that Stu dunno either Artie! Look at him!

Stu asks the ref if he was sure Deas kicked out in time. The ref tells him he did and with a sigh, Stu pulls Deas to his feet and nails some European uppercuts to him. He nails a third and lets Deas stumble against the ropes. He grabs Deas by the back of the head and then reels him in for an attempted piledriver. He goes for it, but Deas ends up back body dropping him. Stu lands on his feet behind Deas, though and as Deas turns around, he goes for a Stun Cutter. Deas shoves him into a corner, though and then charges in after him. Stu moves and Deas crashes into the corner. Deas seems to be catching his breath and as he does so, Stu comes running in and nails a British Pound! Deas stumbles out of the corner and Stu rolls him up with a school boy. One………..Two…………NO! Deas kicks out!

AS: How in the hell did Deas kick out of that?

MG: I don’t know, but that was as close as you can get, Artie. Deas was one millisecond away from losing here, but you got to imagine what’s going through Stu’s head. He asked Deas to join up with him and right now these two are taking one another to the limit.

Stu sits up and takes a deep breath before he looks at the referee and again asks if it was only a two count. He gets to his feet and then starts to pull Deas up. Deas surprises him with some shots to the midsection, though. Stu gets sent reeling back and ends up stumbling forward, right into a choke slam from Deas, who collapses on Stu right afterward. One……….Two………..NO! Stu gets a shoulder up and Deas is pissed, arguing with referee Richard Dent. The fans start to erupt, though as while he’s doing that, Stu is getting up right behind him. Deas turns and as he does, Stu leaps up and brings him down with a Stun Cutter! He rolls Deas over and gets a cover on him! One…………Two………….Three!

TL: Here is your winner via pinfall, STU-E PRICE!

AS: He did it, Stu beat Bryan and you have to wonder what this does for Stu’s proposal at the start of the show. Will Deas accept his offer or will he merely be bitter after this?

MG: I don’t know, but Stu stood tall tonight and I think it’s safe to say that even if he is making foolish business decisions, England’s Favourite Wrestler found his groove here!




MG- "Now we all the things that have been going on with Paige and now as we just recently heard the new Southwestern Heavyweight Champion, Shadow is involved in more ways then one."

AS- "You said it. It seems now the Champ is being stalked by someone he hurt in the past, and we all know that has to be a huge list. However, now the champ has a new mission."

MG- "Indeed he has. He has told everyone that if Paige is not returned that he will destroy everyone here."

AS- "If he comes this way, you're on your own."

MG- "Well we have some footage from earlier today. Showing just what Shadow meant."

We see Shadow walking into the building with a kendo stick in hand. When one the referees walks over to him.

Referee- "We're not have any trouble tonight. So why don't you just give me that and go get ready for your match."

Shadow looks at the kendo stick and then kicks the referee in the gut. As the referee doubles over, Shadow nails him across the back with a thunderous shot. He moves around the referee and nials him in the face with another one. As the referee is trying to get up, we can see that he is bleeding and then collapses again. A ring crew member runs over and gets between Shadow and the downed referee. Shadow looks down with a smirk on his face, as the crew member stands up between them. He suddenly kicks the man in the stomach and nails him with the Shaded.

Shadow- "I told everyone what would happen. They have all been warned."

Shadow looks down at the bodies and then simply walks off.




We go backstage to where Simon Sensation is standing in a room. A knock on the door is heard and Simon turns as Devon Saturday walks into the room.

DS: Simon you got a minute?

Simon nods, taking a seat behind a table as Devon walks in.

Simon: Yeah, sorry for being jumpy. I thought you were that son of a bitch Lucas for a second…….

Devon clears his throat and looks down at a piece of paper that he’s got in his hands.

DS: Yeah, I know it can’t be too good having that moron boss you around like he’s been. I was just wondering if you could give us the names of the people taking part in the Lethal Lottery tournament in two weeks.

Simon nods without hesitation.

Simon: Sure, Devon. As you know…….

He sighs and shakes his head.

Simon: Lucas and myself are taking part in the tournament. Our opponents for that night will be Stu-E Price and Anthony Royal.

Devon nods.

Devon: Sounds like a big match, what else do you got?

Simon looks down at a piece of paper he’s got on his desk and smirks.

Simon: Well, the second tag match that night will be a first for a Lethal Lottery tournament, Devon. It’s going to be a six man tag match or a trios match as some call it and will feature a newcomer to RoP, Marty “The Party” Valens teaming up with Levinator and Dillon D’Angelo to take on the threesome of Bryan Deas, newcomer John D. Timm and our current Texas Television Champion, Ace Andrews.

Devon nods.

DS: Sounds good, what else do you got for that night, boss?

Simon smirks and looks at Devon.

Simon: Well, in our last tag match, we’re going to see nothing short of a war, my friend. We’ll see Paige and Adam Linn take on Terry Marvin and our current Southwestern Heavyweight Champion, Shadow.

Devon’s eyes get wide.

DS: Shadow and Terry? Really? That hardly seems random to me……….

Simon sighs.

Simon: After the threats Terry has made to me and the problems him and Shadow had after the Chaos Chamber, I think this gives them a wonderful chance to settle their differences, don’t you?

Devon nods and furrows his brow.

DS: So what’s going to be on the line for this tournament, Simon? Rumors have been running rampant on what it could be, you know.

Simon nods and smirks.

Simon: Well, all I can say is that a cup……..a trophy will be awarded to the winner and I’d like to think some bragging rights go with that. If you’re able to outlast most of the other people on the roster in one night, I’d like to think that it gives you some claim to stake at being one of the best in this company, Devon. The way I look at it, this tournament could make superstars legends and make some of the young guns here superstars. Their fate is in their own hands as far as I’m concerned.

Devon nods.

DS: That’s some HUGE news. Folks, just to recap……we’ll have THREE Lethal Lottery tag team matches where the teams have been chosen at random. Stu-E Price and Anthony Royal will take on Simon Sensation and Lucas Sensation. In a special six man tag match, Christopher O’Toole will team with Levinator and Dillon D’Angelo to face John D. Timm, Bryan Deas and Ace Andrews and the final tag match will feature Adam Linn and Paige taking on Shadow and Terry Marvin. Whoever wins their tag matches will advance to a battle royal at the end of the night to face each other. Whoever remains standing in that one will be awarded with the Final Clash Cup, will have bragging rights and will certainly have closed out 2010 and leaped toward 2011 on the right foot.




TL: The following match is a non title bout scheduled for one fall! Introducing first……..coming to the ring from Denver, Colorado………”Deadly” Dillon D’Angelo!

“U Can’t Touch This” hits and Dillon walks out from the back to boos. He threatens a few fans verbally and then climbs up the steps to get into the ring.

SP: We just heard that Dillon will be a part of the Lethal Lottery event in two weeks here on Meltdown, but how about what we just heard, whoever wins the Lethal Lottery tournament will get the first title match of 2011?

AS: That’s big news, but this match right here has a lot riding on it too. Dillon lost the Southwestern Heavyweight title just a month ago in the Chaos Chamber and right here, he has a chance to prove it was a fluke.

TL: And his opponent………he is the current reigning Southwestern Heavyweight Champion……..’The Psychotic Enigma” Shadow!

“Nightmare” hits and Shadow walks out from the back with the gold around his waist. He takes a look around at the crowd, which is standing on their feet to see him. He makes his way down to the ring slowly and eyes Dillon as he gets into the ring.

SP: We know that in four weeks, Shadow will be challenging for the RoP Tag Team Championships with Paige, but what about Paige? She got abducted two weeks ago and we haven’t seen her since!

AS: It’s got to be weighing on his mind, but how about what we just heard? If Shadow wins the tournament in two weeks, he’ll get to name his first challenger for 2011. That’d be a big feather in his cap, Stu. He could name Deas as his opponent!

Before the bell rings, Shadow storms across the ring and nails some stiff shots on Dillon. He wails away on a doubled over Dillon’s back, then grabs him and nails a hip toss. Dillon holds his lower back as he gets up, but Shadow nails a scoop slam on him, then backs up a few steps and then takes a running start and drops a knee across Dillon’s face. Dillon rolls over to the ropes holding his face and slowly starts to pull himself up. Shadow stays on him, nailing some clubbing shots to his back before he pulls Dillon in and then lifts him up and drapes him gut first across the top rope. Shadow takes a few steps back, then charges and nails a stiff running knee lift to Dillon that echoes through the place.

SP: Ouch, Shadow is coming out swinging here and my god, I think the whole Paige situation has just motivated him to inflict even more pain to his opponents in that ring.

AS: I don’t know about you, but I would not want to be in Dillon’s shoes……not that he’s wearing them anymore. I think that shot from Shadow knocked them off.

Dillon lays on the apron holding his jaw as Shadow pulls the hair from his face and looks down at him. He grabs Dillon by the leg and pulls him into the ring before he rains down a load of stomps on the former champion. He pulls Dillon up to his feet and then nails some punches right to his skull before he grabs Dillon by the head and nails a running bulldog on him. Dillon rolls over and lays motionless on the mat as Shadow sits there and seems to soak the moment in for a second. He then gets on Dillon and goes for the cover. One………Two……….NO! Shadow kneels up and pulls Dillon up off the mat by the hair.

SP: What in the hell, he had a chance for a three count! This is uncalled for!

AS: I know you talked earlier about the potential that Dillon had, but good god……..I don’t think Shadow wants to let up on beating this guy down just yet.

Shadow pulls Dillon to his feet. The former champion seems unable to stand, but Shadow wails away on him with some stiff chops to the chest. The crowd goes “woo” with each shot, but then stops as Shadow reels Dillon in and nails a snap suplex on him. He floats over and then grabs Dillon as he locks in his hold known as The Torturer. The referee moves in to check on things and after a few seconds, waves for the bell to be rung.

SP: Did Dillon even give up? What in the hell?

AS: I don’t think he did, but I don’t think he’s even responsive right now, Stu.

TL: Ladies and gentlemen……as a result of a referee’s stoppage……your winner, SHADOW!

[Simon]

AS: Now what the hell is this?

Some Rodie guy slides in the ring and hands Shadow a note. Shadow reads it and crumples it angrily. He decks the rodie knocking him out cold before rushing out of the ring in a stir! He stomps angrily to the back.

AS: Ummm Okay?

SP: Perhaps Shadow finally got word on what happened to Paige.

In the back, we show up at the Children of the Night Locker room. Shadow enters in a mad rush looking for a fight. He turns around and around prepared to bash anybody's head in he sees. But the only thing he sees is Paige tied to a chair in the corner.

Shadow: Paige?

Paige looks up at him groggy, obviously drugged. When she sees Shadow, a note of recognition starts on her face. But then the recognition turns to terror as she begins screaming loudly. Shadow seems put off by this and has no idea what it's about.

Shadow: Come on Paige, you don't really believe the lies that Fileur tells you do you?

Paige, trying to calm down, shakes her head and tries to say something. But Just then a arm grabs Shadow from behind with a cloth over his mouth and nose. Shadow struggles against his attacker, throwing elbows and doing everything in his power to pry free. But soon the Chloroform turns out to be too much for even HE to overcome as he passes out to the ground. We look up and see the cloaked Fileur staring down at Shadow.

Fileur: I do believe, she was trying to warn you about me you self centered moron. Loyal to a T aren't you Paige? Well, let's just see if we can change that.

Fileur can be heard laughing as the scene goes to black.



TL: The following contest is set for one fall. Introducing first……the team of DJ Clay and Adam Linn, Linn Incorporated!

The music begins as Linn and Clay walk down the ramp behind gargoyle wrapped shades and in their Sudberlin Maskulin leather coats. Linn's hair is slicked back in a ponytail and Clay's hair is up in a jersey shore blow out. They walk down to the beat of the song acknowledging only ring and the mission at hand. They slide in and hit each corner playing to the fans getting ready for war.

SP: And here comes Linn and Clay, fresh off their defeat to Shadow and Paige.

AS: You mean fresh off getting SCREWED by Paige and Shadow. At least it's comforting to know that Paige is probably getting some of that screwing back right now.

SP: STOP IT! That's horrible.

TL: And their opponents………One of the teams fighting for the Tag Team titles in the Tag team Tournament finals....Amber and Sophie Storm....STORM FRONT

The Voice Intro of Calm Before the Storm plays. Once the music bursts into full speed, Amber and Sophie Storm walk throught the curtain. Sophie stand there with her arms folded while Amber dances and plays to the crowd. They walk down the ring, Sophie stone faced, but slapping hands with the fans, and Amber taunting/having fun with the fans. Sophie slides under the bottom rope while Amber hops up on the ring apron and leans back against the ropes. She flaunts before leaning back and using the ropes to flip herself backwards in the ring.

AS: Drool!!!!

SP: As much as this pains me, I have to agree.

AS: More than just pretty faces, these two did some serious damage their first match by destroying the Red Dragons in what prooved to be their final match in Ring of Pride.

SP: And now they'll get another test in Linn Inc who no doubt look to rearrange those pretty faces. And it looks like Sophie and Clay will be starting off.

Sophie and Clay stare each other down. Amber is running her mouth on the outside and Adam comes into the ring, pointing at her and screaming at her to "Shut your fucking mouth whore." The ref quickly takes control and the match gets on the way. Sophie and Clay tie up. Clay quickly wraps Sophie in an armbar and wreches down. Sophie manages to step under and pulls clay into a headlock. Clay reverses out into a hammer lock on Sophie. Sophie tries to elbow out of it, but DJ clay ducks and grabs her for a Xploder suplex. Sophie however floats out of it lands on her feet and grabs Clay in a sleeper. He slides under it and pushes Sophie into the ropes. When she comes back, she ducks the clothesline and rebounds again. Clay hits the deck and Sophie leaps over him rebounding her agian. This time Clay leap frogs her and Sophie stops behind Clay and grabs him around the waste for a German suplex. He blocks and floats around grabbing her for a German. She blocks with a kick to the knee of Clay and grabs his head whipping him over for a snapmare. He is quick to his feet though and drops her with a drop toe hold. As she gets up, Clay is there with a full nelson lock. He holds it on and wrenches for a second, then lifts her for a Full nelson bomb. She turns in mid air, grabs his left arm and PLANTS him with a single arm DDT. The crowd goes ABSOLUTELY nuts for this exchange.

SP: WOW! What a display of chain wrestling by these two technicians. This is gonna be fun.

AS: And it's about to get more interesting because here comes Amber Storm.

Sophie pulls clay to his feet and wrenches his arm. She walks over to the corner and makes the tag. Followed by a wheel kick to the face while still in the arm wrench. Clay crashes to the ground as Amber flips over the top rope and lands her leg accross the throat of clay. Sophie exits the ring and Amber dashes into the ropes, coming back with a full head of steam. She summersaults and HITS A HUGE ROLLING THUNDER on Clay followed by a quick cover. 1...2...NO! Linn comes in and yanks her off by her hair. Amber takes acception gets in linns face. She attempts to slap him, but he catches her hand and shoves her off. She rushes at him and jumps. He simply grabs her and SLAMS her hard to the canvas! Sophie is in now and runs at Linn. He goes for a clothesline, but she grabs the arm and floats over for a DDT on Linn who rolls to the outside after impact. When Sophie gets to her feet, Clay grabs her by the back of the head, spins around and tosses her RIGHT out of the ring, Sophie landing hard on the outside. Clay now looks at Amber and now starts to work on the arm. He drops a couple knees to her left shoulder, pulls her up and drops her with a arm wrench and slam to the mat, hyper extending her arm and shoulder. He then sits her up and slaps on a mean looking elbow lock. He wrenches back hard as Amber screams in pain.

SP: Clay is REALLY applying pressure with that elbow lock. He's in perfect position and is using all his leverage.

The ref is there to ask Amber if she wants to give up, but Amber just takes a swing at the ref! The ref warns her and she has some rather unflattering things to say to him. AMber finally fights to her feet and elbows Clay in the gut to break the hold. She heads to the corner for the tag, but Clay grabs her by the hair and spins her around. He whips her into HIS corner and charges with an elbow to the face. He tags in Linn who throws some nasty boots into the mid section of Amber. He pulls her out of the corner, lifts her onto his shoulders and DROPS her hard with a power slam. He makes the cover...1..2..NO! She gets the shoulder up. He pulls her to her feet again and hammers her with rights and lefts finishing it off with a huge uppercut that sends her flying. Sophie is screaming in her corner for Amber to get up. Linn gets her up and hits a huge suplex on her sending her crashing and reeling in pain. She grabs onto her back and screams out. Linn smiles as he stalks her. He pulls her to her feet by her hair and then lifts her up high above his head in a millitary press. He shows off by pressing her up and down 5 times. He then calls for the gorilla slam, but Amber wriggles out and slides down his back. She grabs him by his legs and tries to pull him down for the pin, but he's too strong and holds on, smiling down at her. But she's the last one smiling as she brings her hand up, grabs his "package" and twists. Adam screams in pain as the ref yells at Amber. Finally, using her legs Amber is able to get Linn over for the pin. 1...2...LINN KICKS HER HARD IN THE FACE!!!!

SP: My god, she might be out.

AS: Who cares about that! Linn just got to third base in what is probably years!!!

SP: Oh stop!

Linn gets up still favoring his "boys" as he limps over and tags in DJ Clay who is in with a head of steam. He grabs Amber and TAKES HER OVER with an Xplodeer Tbone suplex and she crashes hard. HE goes for the pin. 1...2...KICKOUT! He then stomps on her shoulders and arms, followed by locking on A Butterfly lock. Amber tries to fight it, but Clay is able to get her into position and locks in the "Welcome to New Jersey" He wrenches back and Amber is close to tapping out. BUT HERE COMES SOPHIE for the save. She kicks Clay square in the back of the head and he drops the hold. He gets to his feet and jaws at her for a second. HE notices Amber going for the tag. He grabs her by the arm and spins her around, but she's ready for it and catches him with a roundhouse to the face laying him out. Linn is in and runs at her for a clothesline. Amber ducks under it and grabs Linn by the back of the head and DROPS him for a Edge-a-matic. She finds Clay getting up and HITS HIM WITH THE SUPERKICK TO THE FACE! Clay goes down in a lump! SHe then looks at Sophie who's calling for the tag and at Clay on the mat. The fans are cheering loudly so she climbs the top rope. Looks behind her and leaps off NAILING THE VIOLENT STORM!!!

AS: MY GOD, her knees just drove into Clay's chest!

SP: But she's unable to capitalize.

Slowly Amber manages to crawl over to Sophie, as Clay does the same thing to Linn. Finally Amber and Clay make their respective tags at the same time. Sophie is in first and takes advantage of Linn by ducing behind him and NAILING the backcracker. She now stalks behind him and waits forhim to get up. She runs and CLIPS OUT the knee. Linn goes down holding the right knee. Sophie stomps away at it, and follows it up by placing his foot on the bottom rope and DRIVINg the elbow into his knee. As Linn rolls around in pain, Sophie measures him up and grabs the back of his leg, rolling him over to his chest and steps over his leg with hers and TIES HIM UP IN THE PERFECT STORM! She's wrenching back harder and harder on it. The ref is right there and Linn is brushing him off. HE's trying to use his power to get to the ropes, but he's so far away.

AS: That's it... he's too far, this one is over!

SP: Not so fast.

With one last lunge of power he manages to grab the bottom ropes. THe ref is there but Sophie isn't letting go. He warns her then counts. 1...2...3...4...FINALLY she lets go. She slowly gets to her feet and Clay is yelling at her. "YOU DIRTY WHORE!!!" She takes acception and yells back. She turns around to focus on Linn...FUCK YOU by Linn... HE NAILS IT!

AS: What the?

SP: Linn hits it, from nowhere!

Amber is in to help out, but DJ Clay is there with the block, tackling her through the ropes as they both fall out of the ring. Linn makes the cover....

1....2....3!!

TL: Winners of this match.... LINN INCORPORATED.


We see the images of a blond haired man with spikey hair dancing with a brunette women amongst a crowd at a dance club as some throbbing music plays in the background. We see the man lifting some weights and the woman posing in a rather skimpy bikini before we see the man beating down a man in what appears to be a back alley somewhere and a panning shot from bottom to top of the woman dancing amid strobe lights. We then hear a voice speak to us in an Irish accent.

“In two weeks, the PARTY begins!”

[Simon]

TL: The following match is your main event of the evening and it is for the RoP Texas Television Championship!

“I Came to Play” hits and out from the back we see Anthony Royal walk out to boos. He raises his hands as he pauses in the middle of the entrance aisle. The fans boo even more for him as he starts to walk down to the ring arrogantly. He hops onto the apron and then climbs into the ring raising his hands once again and then motioning to his waist.

SP: Royal has been on quite the winning streak and you know, I wouldn’t be surprised to see him take the title tonight.

AS: The champion has held the gold for four months now, but this is by far his toughest challenge to date. Even I admit that.

Just then, the music dies and the arena goes silent before the fans pop a little bit as they see Ace Andrews making his way through the crowd, holding his title high. He climbs over the guard rail at ring side and then slides into the ring.

SP: I’m shocked that Ace still isn’t being allowed to get a full entrance, but judging by the response here, I’m not sure he needs it.

AS: This is a home town reaction, Stu, pure and simple. We’re not far from his home town of Las Vegas so of course these fools would get behind him.

TL: Ladies and gentlemen……….introducing first………the challenger! In the corner to my left…….this is “The Shining Star” Anthony Royal!

Royal raises his hands to boos from the fans, which he seems to shake off automatically.

TL: And to my right……..he is the defending and reigning Texas Television Champion….from Las Vegas, Nevada……Ace Andrews!

The fans pop again as Ace holds his title up high and then hands it to the referee Mike Donovan. As he lets go of the title, Royal charges from across the ring and begins to wail away on him with shots. He straightens Ace out and nails a series of stiff chops to his chest. Ace’s chest turns red as Royal nails shot after shot. The challenger then reels Ace in and lifts him up and back with a fisherman buster that he bridges. One………Two! Ace kicks out! Royal gets to his feet and as Ace kneels up, he rears back and kicks him hard to the side of the head. Ace falls to the mat and beats on the canvas with his foot several times as Royal goes over to the ropes, leaps onto the middle rope and comes at Ace with a leg drop across the back of his head. He rolls Ace over and then hooks a leg. One……….Two! Ace kicks out again!

SP: Ace kicks out and Anthony Royal is coming on strong here in the early moments of this match. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Ace get beaten down like this out of the gate.

AS: Well Royal is all business tonight. I think Ace may have underestimated him a little here and he’s paying for it.

Royal lifts Ace up and then shoves him face first into the corner. Ace collides with it and turns around just as Royal comes at him with a running splash. Ace moves out of the way and Royal connects with the corner. He turns and Ace rocks him with shot after shot. Ace then grabs his arm and pulls Royal into a shortarm clothesline. The challenger takes his time getting up but as he does, Ace charges into the ropes and comes at him with a springboard dropkick that sends him through the ropes to the floor. Royal starts to regain his composure, but as he looks up, Ace rushes into the corner, then flies over the top rope with a suicide leap onto him. Both men lay on the floor now as the fans are going crazy and chanting “RoP”.

SP: Ace may have not only just taken Royal out, but himself as well. That was insane.

AS: No, that was Ace trying to get himself the win. He’s a high roller after all, Stu. He just better hope that Royal don’t call him on it here.

Ace gets up with a slight limp and pulls Royal to his feet. He nails some clubbing shots to him, then rolls him into the ring. Ace gets up onto the apron and then slingshots himself over the ropes and onto Royal with an elbow drop. He hooks a leg. One…….Two! Royal gets a foot on the ropes. Ace gets to his feet slowly and then pulls Royal up to his, but Royal nails some big knife edged chops to Ace’s chest. Ace cringes with each one, but it’s a knee to the gut from Royal that doubles him over and sends him to his hands and knees for a second. Ace gets up and Royal comes off the ropes with a flying forearm that takes him down. Just as Ace is getting up, Royal rushes over, grabs him and nails a rocker dropper of sorts. He rolls Ace over and hooks a leg. One……….Two! Now it’s Ace’s turn to kick out. Royal gets up and retreats to a corner. He waits for Ace to get up and when he does, Royal charges over and nails a running kick right to his skull. Ace lays motionless on the mat as Royal gets down and rolls him over again. One……..Two……! Ace kicks out!

SP: Some close calls for Royal here and it’s safe to say that the young gun is back in control here. We’ve seen him take opponents to their limits week after week here on Meltdown and it looks like this match is going to be no different.

AS: I wouldn’t expect it to be. Royal does what he has to in order to win and that’s what got him here. Why change what brought you to the dance?

Royal lifts Ace up and then snaps him back with a snap suplex. He holds on and pulls Ace to his feet again before he nails a front suplex on him. Royal gets to his feet and then goes into a corner and climbs to the top rope. He crouches on the top rope and waits for Ace to get to his feet. As he does and then turns around, Royal gets to his feet and leaps off the ropes. Ace seems to see it coming at the last moment and manages to spring his leg up and nail The Flop as Royal comes down, laying the challenger out and bringing the fans to their feet as they roar their approval for what they just saw. Ace gets down onto his knees beside Royal and hooks a leg. One……….Two…………NO! Royal gets a foot on the ropes!

SP: Are you kidding me? Royal just got kicked into next week with that Flop and he STILL gets out of the pin?

AS: I don’t know if it’s just his desire to get that title or reflexes on his part, but it’s gotten into the head of his opponent, I think.

Ace sits up with wide eyes and gets down to cover him again. One………Two…………! This time Royal kicks out. Ace gets to his feet slowly and pulls Royal up as well. He chops him several times in the chest, then launches him into a corner. Ace then charges in and leaps up, going for a monkey flip on Royal. Anthony manages to somehow land on his feet, he shakes his head and as Ace turns in the corner, he charges and nails a running knee lift to Ace’s jaw. Though he seems dazed, Royal managed to grab Ace by the head, launch himself off the middle rope and plant him with a tornado DDT. Ace is laid out spread eagle on the mat as Royal makes the cover. One………..Two………..NO! Ace kicks out!

SP: Ace kicks out of that tornado DDT and what a war we’re seeing from these two. When we said this was Ace’s toughest challenge to date, I didn’t think it would be this tough for him.

AS: Me either, but somehow Royal has managed to take the fight to the champion here and as far as I’m concerned, this is his match to lose.

Royal shoves the hair from his face as he slowly gets up, then pulls Ace to his feet. Without much hesitation, he pulls Ace into a Lights Out! The crowd begins to rain boos down on him as he rolls Ace over once more and hooks the champion’s leg.

SP: Lights Out! Lights Out! Royal’s going to do it here, he’s going to capture the gold!

One……..Two………..NO! Ace just barely manages to reach out and grab the bottom rope. Royal looks a little surprised by this and nails some closed handed shots to Ace’s forehead before he pulls the champion to his feet and then grabs his arm and guns into the ropes. Ace comes back and Royal goes for a spine buster, but Ace reverses it at the last second and grabs his head to DDT him into the mat. The crowd begins to clap as both men lay on the mat for several seconds before Ace starts to move.

AS: Son of a bitch! I think he just killed Royal!

SP: I don’t know if he killed him, but I’d say he just laid the challenger out and if he pins him, I think this match could be over. There’s no way Royal could kick out from getting planted on his head like that.

Ace slowly makes it up to his feet and Royal starts to stir. Ace stumbles into a corner, catching his breath it seems. He waits for Royal to get to his feet and then springs into action looking to hit another Flop. Royal ducks it and spins Ace around. Ace jumps up and goes for a Triple 7s, but Royal shoves him into the ropes. Ace turns around and just as he does, Royal rushes at him looking for a Royal Mutilation. Ace manages to grab onto the top rope and seems to hang on for dear life. Royal falls to the mat and rolls over to get to his feet. As he gets up, Ace lunges at him and manages to jump up and nail a Triple 7s. Royal bounces off the mat and Ace turns him over and hooks both legs. One………Two……….Three!

AS: He did it, son of a bitch, Ace managed to retain his title!

TL: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner and STILL RoP Texas Television Champion, ACE ANDREWS!

SP: Ace ended it suddenly, but what a match. Royal took him to his limit and had Ace not been next to the ropes, I think that last Royal Mutilation would have connected and we would have seen a new champion.

AS: Almost don’t count, unfortunately. Ace retains his title here, but it’s not over for Royal. He has a chance in two weeks to get a Southwestern Heavyweight title shot and after what we just saw, I think he’s got to be a favorite in that Lethal Lottery tournament!



The scene fades in somewhere in the backstage area. Though the area is Dimly lit, it seems to be either a maintenance closet, or a boiler room, or something to that effect. We see Shadow, mouth taped shut, tied to Wheel chair sitting across from Paige also tied to a chair. We see the hooded Fileur standing in the middle of the room. HE throws a bucket of water on Shadow, bringing him to. Shadow struggles but Fileur just laughs.

Fileur: Just keep fighting Shadow... Just keep fighting. You know... We didn't have to bring Paige into this. IF you would have just stayed out of my business months ago, this would have never started. If you wouldn't have interfered last month....this would have all been over. This is all your fault Shadow, and I hope you realize this Paige.

Fileur laughs lowly to himself.

Fileur: It's quite interesting to see Shadow and Paige...the infamous Children of the Night, the ones who strike fear and terror into the hearts of everyone, to be the ones in this situation now. But I am a fair and generous man... I will make you one simple proposition. This can all be over, right now, all you have to do is give me your Ring of Pride Southwest Heavyweight Title...Easy as that. But I have one more bit of motivation.

Fileur pulls out a long ceremonial Dagger and holds it up for Shadow to see. He then quickly moves behind Paige and holds the knife to her throat.

Fileur: Deny me, And I will slit her pretty little throat. I am only going to ask you this one time, and you WILL answer me immediately. What's it going to be Shadow? The Title, or her Life?

Shadow's expression doesn't change. He basically just stares a hole through Fileur and doesn't answer. Fileur in turn, shrugs.

Fileur: So Be it!

Fileur in a quick motion slides the Knife across Paige’s throat causing Shadow's eyes to widen and shock to fill the room. The shock soon dies down as we notice that Paige, who is quite hysterical, is perfectly fine. Shadow finally begins to breathe normally again.

Fileur: Relax, it's dull. See, unlike you Shadow... I would never intentionally harm Paige. She is way too promising of a young woman for that. This was just to prove a point. That being, Paige, that Shadow values his own piece of leather and cheap metal over your own life! He was willing to watch you die, to watch the light lift from your eyes, before he gave up his precious belt. I hope you NOW realize that your alliance with Shadow is no longer the life for you.... As for you Shadow.... let’s try this again.

Fileur pulls out another knife. This time he runs just the tip over his own hand. Blood trickles down the blade to prove that this one is real.

Fileur: See Shadow, just having you give me the title, that's too easy. Instead, I'd rather show the entire world that you are a fake, a fraud. I'd rather destroy you inside that ring and TAKE that belt from around your lifeless body. There is nothing in the world that would give me MORE pleasure than that. So here is all I'm going to ask of you. I simply want a SHOT at your title. You and me, one on one in that ring.....

Before Fileur can even threaten anyone or even finish his sentence, Shadow begins trying to say something under the duct tape. Fileur walks over and pulls the tape off his mouth.

Shadow: I accept! You don't know it, but you just made my dreams come true. And you just made the biggest mistake of your life. I will kill you in that ring, whoever the hell you are. I will make your life a living hell. I will DESTROY YOU.

Fileur: Blah Blah Blah. Pain and suffering, whatever. I got what I wanted. And it was a lot easier than I thought possible. Guess I just had to give you the right motivation! Well now, Guess I don't need this anymore.

He stuffs the Knife back in his cloak.

Fileur: What do you say we go for a ride.

Fileur grabs Shadow and wheels him out of the room and down the hall. At the end of the hall there is a steep set of stairs. Fileur stops right in front of the stairs and turns Shadow Around.

Shadow: I promise you. I will find you, I will hunt you down until I've ruined your entire life. I will find out who you are, and then I will end you.

Fileur: Find out? You mean you don't know already? You haven't figured it out? maybe you're not as diabolical as I originally thought. Well, you don't have to find out... you don't have to hunt me. I'm not going anywhere. I've already taken Paige from you, maybe it won't take effect immediately, but the seeds have been planted. You don't deserve her Shadow. She belongs with me. And soon I will take the thing you care about the MOST.... your title. But since you're too DENSE to figure me out... Let me give you a little hint.

Fileur leans down lowering his hood to reveal the face behind the madness being that of TERRY MARVIN!

Terry: IT'S SHOWTIME BITCH!!!!

Shadow’s eyes Widen as Terry's foot comes up catching Shadow in the Chest sending the Wheel Chair barreling down the stairs. Terry just stands there cackling maniacally as the Camera fades out at the shot of Shadow’s broken body at the bottom of the stairs.