RoP Presents Meltdown #1

[Simon]

RoP presents Meltdown
April 18th, 2010
University Field
El Paso, TX
Attendance: 800

Things flicker to life with a dark screen, then we see a brown haired man with a smirk on his face and a black button up with jeans on walk into out view. He nods toward the camera and then places his hand on his chest.

Simon: I am Simon Sensation and with my business partner, Director of Programming, Kris Peek, we run Ring of Pride, the show that you're watching right now. Both Kris and I have been in the ring on many occasions. We've been on almost every continent, watching wrestling. Following it, being a fan of it, competing in it. But now, we've put our own personal money into this company, Ring of Pride and many of you people have to be wondering, why are you watching us on the internet right now? Why aren't we on some cable TV station, broadcasting nationwide?

He snickers and shakes his head.

Simon: The answer is because with the vision that I have, with the vision that Peek has, no cable station, no TV station at all wants anything to do with us. They consider our business model, what we have in mind too violent. They consider what we want to bring to you people too outrageous, too vile to air on any network. That's why we're here, my friends, coming to you every two weeks, on Sunday nights right here online. Because the stations don't have the same kinds of balls that we do. Kris and I want RoP to be the cutting edge of wrestling action. We want to bring to the masses what you have never seen before. We want to bring you tits and ass, we want to bring you chicks that could kick your ass and drink you under the table to boot. We want to bring you the best high fliers in this business today, we want to bring you the best brawlers, the best submission experts and the most athletic, exciting, hardcore action that we possibly can.

He smirks and nods his head as he raises an eyebrow.

Simon: Ring of Pride isn't for everyone, that much is true. Because we're not some pussy little company run by people in suits and ties that worry about the ratings and don't care about their product in the ring. We're not on a network, so we don't have to worry about time constraints, we don't have to worry about what goes on our show. We believe in the old school principals of wrestling that what happens out in that ring makes or breaks us as a company. That our actions, so to speak, are louder than any words we could utter! We want you people to live through us. To love us. Hate us. Whatever. We have set out to change professional wrestling and if you get offended by what we say or do.......all you have to do is click on that little X in the corner of your screen and go back to that dumbed down, pussy bullshit wrestling that many companies offer you these days.

He waves his arms in the air.

Simon: Because in RoP, there's no limits. We don't need to cross any lines because there are no lines as far as we're concerned. We're here, as a company, to give you people the action that you crave. We're here to provide you with the wrestling that you love. We're here to give you what you like and whet your appetite to new, exciting other styles of wrestling that you may never have seen before. There will be blood. There will be violence. There will be T and A. Because we have no restraints. We have no barriers. We answer to nobody but ourselves and when it comes down to it, we don't push the envelope.........

He shakes his head.

Simon: We push the fucking post office and burn that motherfucker down while we're at it! This, ladies and gentlemen, is wrestling. This is Ring of Pride. And this......is a beginning of a revolution, mark my words!

With that, he smirks at the camera and nods as the scene fades slowly to a black screen, then the opening video for Meltdown starts to play.



After the RoP opening videos stops playing, we go to a shot of a group of fans on the soccer field and bleachers of University Field in El Paso, Texas! The camera pans over the ringside fans, then to Stu-E Price and Arturius Strong, who are at the announcer’s table.

AS: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the first ever edition of Ring of Pride Wrestling’s Meltdown webcast. I’m Arturius Strong, the brain, the master mind behind some of wrestling’s biggest names and this is well……some random British guy, I take it!

SP: I’m Stu-E Price, you wanker and tonight you fans will see things that maybe you’ve never seen before in a wrestling ring. You’ll experience the grittiness, the rawness of RoP and I guarantee you it’s nothing you’ve ever seen before.

AS: Fuck the other so called "wrestling" companies out there, ladies and gents. We don't put labels on our talent like many places do because at the end of the day, each and every person you see hit that ring tonight isn't some odd ass word pulled from the recesses of a dictionary somewhere in an effort to try and sell them to people, to make them more appealing. Every man and woman you see here in that ring tonight is a wrestler, folks and many of them are tremendously great at what they do, even if I personally don't like a few of them. We don't need fancy names like others may people, we don't do frilly little gimmicks. Ring of Pride is about wrestling stripped down to it's purest, most primal form and tonight......I guarantee you that you'll see things that you've never seen before and in the big picture of things, tonight is only the beginning.

SP: Such big words for a little man…….anyway, folks, we have a huge night of action lined up for you. We’ll see a Singapore cane on a pole match between Dillon D’Angelo and Shawna Rose!

AS: If Dillon can’t beat a woman, I may just have to beat his ass after the show, myself!

SP: We’ll also see mixed tag team action as The Last Prince and Anilya Gaian face Morgan James and Kyle Sanders.

AS: What is with all of the damn women on the show tonight? By the time that last bell rings I’ll be feeling like I’m at Hooters more than a wrestling show!

SP: And then we’ll be seeing Stephen Saint take on Dougie Treats in a one on one match with Big Dog as the guest referee. I don’t know much about Big Dog, but he appears to be RoP Owner Simon Sensation’s right hand man, his go to guy.

AS: Nothing wrong with that, is it? It adds more to the match, if you ask me. Someone’s going to get their head kicked in by the Big Dog, it’s just a question of who!

SP: And in the main event, former multitime champion elsewhere Jonathan Cage steps into the RoP six sided ring to take on the Supreme Machine and folks, you’ll need to buckle your seat belts for that one. It will be a wild ride!

AS: Yeah, Stu, there’s no doubt about that BUT let’s send it to the very well endowed Traci Loveheart for our opening contest!


The lights dim as he voice omes over the PA system says "Who you trying to get crazy with essay.. don't you know I'm loco..." The Sounds of Cypress Hill's " Insane in the Membrane" starts to play With green white and red Lights falshing around the field as the crowd starts to Chant "Pink Taco" over and over again The crowd covers their ears Traci Loveheart does her thing.

TL- This match is scheduled for one fall with a time limit of 30 minutes Indroducing first, hailing from Tijuana, Mexico......Taco Belmont!

SP: Taco is um, well yeah. He's loco. That's a good way to put it.

Taco climbs in the ring holding his Mexico flag showing a shirt that says Brown Pride.... As "Make Your Own Way" by Cinderella Cuts off his introduction. The lights pull down as the crowd cheers and from the back comes Tyler Ebonson, making his way down to the ring as once again Traci Comes over the mic.

TL- And his opponent hailing From Centerville, Massachusetts, "The Black Diamond" Tyler Ebonson

AS: Black diamond? Really? This guy don't look like a diamond at all. He looks like a dime a dozen bum! I'm afraid he'll come over here asking us for change in a bit!

Tyler climbs into the ring as Taco wastes no time, not even waiting for the bell he spings him self off the ropes into a hurracanra. Tyler gets launched toward Traci who is trying to get out of the ring. Tyler falls right into her, assisting her out. The ref finaly calls for the bell as Taco moves around and gets up to the top rope as Tyler is getting up. Taco launches him self into a cross body but Tyler jumps up in the air and connects iwth a missle drop kick. Both fall to the mat. Tyler is up first as he drops down and locks in a figure four leg lock trying to end this quickly as Taco screams in pain Reaching for the ropes, he is close as he is crawling, the look of pain on Tacos face tells the story as Tyler applies more pressure as Taco finally gets to the ropes as the Ref starts to count. 1....2....3.....4.... finally Tyler breaks the hold as he walks over to the ropes pandering to the crowed giving time for Taco to use the ropes to get up. Tyler turns around and sees him as he bounces off the ropes and does a running drop kick sending Taco over the top rope. Tyler waits as Taco gets up using the ring barrier as Tyler ruins and leaps over the top rope going for a flying cross body but quickly Taco ducks sending Typer right into the barrier. Tyler screams in pain as the crowd starts to chant "Holy shit, Holy shit" over and over again Taco smiles as he picks up Tyler, giving him some hard chest shots then pushes him back in the ring. Taco stays on the outside on the ring apron waiting for Tyler to get up. He sees Tyler getting up and launches him self over the ropes and as Tyler is turnning around, Taco his a flying head scissors takedown and then Taco goes for a pin.

SP: A pin from Taco here and he's been flying around and using his speed to his advantage.

1....

2....

Thre.... NO

Tyler gets his shoulder up just in time as Taco gets up, pushing the ref around. As Taco and the ref are arguing, Tyler sneaks out and grabs a chair, sliding back in quickly and goes to swing for Taco... Taco ducks just in time as the chair connects with the ref, knocking him out. Tyler drops the chair and looks at the ref, shaking his head. Taco is smiling as he is standing right behind Tyler. Tyler turns around quickly as he hears Taco running and bouncing off the ropes and before Tyler can counter it, Taco Hits the El Burrito! He covers Tyler....as the corwoed counts down....1....2....3....4..... The ref is still not moving as Taco looks at the ref screaming "Maldito imbécil despertar perra" Taco shakes the ref waking him up some... this gives Tyler some time to regain some strength, getting up. Running at Taco, as Taco is turning around, Tyler hits the Roughcut, pinning Taco as the ref counts very slowly 1......2......NO! Taco gets his shoulder up. Tyler seems to be irate as he starts to kick Taco in the ribs over and over again...Taco gets a wild look in his eyes and pops up off his back as Tyler looks stunned. The Ref goes and checks on Taco as Taco is shaking. Tyler pushes the ref away and reaches into his trunks so the ref can't see him and hits Taco with a golden watch, sending Taco stright to the mat as Tyler hides the watch again and covers Taco...as the ref drops down...1.....2.....3!

TL: Here is your winner, TYLER EBONSON!

AS: He did it, Tyler did it but wait a minute........Taco isn't done sizzling yet!

As Tyler raises his hand and poses for the fans, who start a small "where's your greencard?" chant at Taco, Taco gets up and waits for Tyler to turn around before decking him with El Burrito! Taco shouts some things at Tyler before lifting him up and going for another El Burrito, but Tyler moves out of the way and not wanting to stick around, Belmont slides out of the ring and backs up the entry way as the fans boo.

SP: What a shameless display of unsportsmanlike like conduct by Taco. It's despicable.

AS: I think it was his way to save face. Ebonson won, but Taco may have got the better of him here. Anyway, folks, Dillon versus Shawna in a singapore cane on a pole match is next!

The scene fades to a quick RoP merchandise commercial.

[Simon]

We come back and suddenly MC Hammer's 'U Can't Touch This' kicks in and out walks a man, 6'4, 270lb man, dressed in a pair of black trunks walks down to the ring, slowly climbs the ring steps and enters the ring asking for a microphone from the ring announcer who passes one to him.

Dillon: Okay, okay. You can all wake up now from your impromptu siestas, push back your Sombrero's and silence the Mariachi band; that last snooze fest has finally come to an end and the man you all paid to see has arrived. I'm sure you already know who I am, but for all the internet nerds who are watching this at home that haven't left their mom's basement since they finished school and failed to get a job, put the Cheezits down and listen up, my name is Dillon D'Angelo - Deadly Dillon D'Angelo. Write it down because soon you'll be buying my t-shirts, writing 'fanfic', creating tribute websites, youtubing me and generally just wishing you were me, whilst those few watching that have girlfriends had better get used to hearing it as I guarantee they'll all be dreaming of me whilst sleeping with you.

The crowd take an instant dislike to him and start booing, he carries on not noticing.

Dillon: I know you are all wondering why I'm here, wrestling in front of eight hundred people in some little backwater town populated by illegal immigrants when just a few short weeks ago on Sunday 7th February 2010 you were inside the sold out Sun Life Stadium in Miami with seventy four thousand people cheering and thousands queueing round the block for tickets. Simple, I'm here as the greatest wrestling talent the world has ever seen to lend a little bit of credibility to this enterprise to pay back to the grass roots of the industry that I love and it starts tonight.

Unfortunately however, the powers that be here have decided to waste my talent and put me in a match the includes a weapon and against a woman.

He pauses for a moment, seemingly hearing the boos for the first time.

Dillon: Do you hear that Simon? Do you hear that booing? These fans agree with me. They don't want to see the most talented individual to ever walk the face of the earth partake in a match that is obviously below him. They have no interest in seeing me beat a woman. Hell if they truly wanted to see a man hospitalise a woman they'd all go home and partake in that great Texan past time of wife-beating themselves. It's ok though Simon, I will generously provide you with a way out of this predicament; firstly Shawna, make it easy on yourself and don't trouble your health insurance provider by coming out here tonight and force me to use my hands - my deadly weapons - to end what I'm sure is a promising career. Secondly I know that on this roster, there are people who have been in the 'big' leagues, who have been champions and may even have graduated from the vastly overrated Stu Hart Dungeon - a place that seemed to mass produce vapid, charisma-free, talentless, over-hyped 'wrestlers' like, say, Stu-E Price. Because I am Dillon D'Angelo and I am the most talented wrestler to ever set foot on planet Earth I offer up an open challenge to any of these so called studs who think they can live in the ring with me and at the next Meltdown and I will give them the wrestling lesson they richly deserve.

First though lets see if my opponent is stupid enough to turn up tonight.

He hands the microphone back to the ring announcer and stands in a corner as he waits for the show to continue.

TL: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a singapore cane on a pole match! Introducing first, already in the ring from Denver, Colorado......"Deadly" Dillon D'Angelo!

SP: Dillon is pretty arrogant, isn't he?

AS: A little confidence never hurt anyone. He just has some faith in his own abilities, Stu. Maybe you could learn a few things from him. Hell, Simon and Kris could as well! Maybe the show could be booked better if they were a bit more like Dillon.

TL: And his opponent, accompanied to the ring by Kris Peek, from Ely, Minnesota, "The Hardcore Princess", Shawna Rose!

"The Sound of Madness" by Shinedown hits the soundsystem and Rose makes her way to the entrance way with Kris Peek following her to a mixed reaction from the crowd, but mainly cheers. She walks down to the ring and slides into it through under the bottom rope. As she gets up, Dillon gets right in her face.

SP: Shawna is certainly something of a lady, she's the First Lady of RoP as a matter of fact, but tonight.......well......

AS: She's going to find out just how deadly Dillon is! I hope he crushes this broad! I don't care if our DoP is right there in her corner, it's a man versus a woman!

The bell rings and the match starts out with both circling each other before Dillon makes a break for the pole with the cane on it, but Shawn catches him as he reaches the top rope and shoves him face first into the pole before pulling him back into the ring and nailing a few shots to his face. She nails a kick to his midsection, springs off the ropes and catches him with a swinging neckbreaker, but Dillon rolls through it and catches her with a few shots of his own, though they look well.....rather weak. Dillon hits a drop toe hold that barely brings Shawna to her hands and knees, then gets up and gloats to boos from the fans.

SP: Wow, how in the hell did this guy get an RoP contract with moves like that?

AS: Peek's at ringside, ask his ass!

Dillon lays some rather weak looking boots into Shawna as she gets up before backing her up against the ropes and whipping her across the ring. He nearly falls down as he stumbles after doing things, but catches her with a dropkick that almost missed her. Dillon poses above her for a moment as the fans start to chant "you can't wrestle!" to which he ignores them and goes over to the corner to try and grab the singapore cane. He makes it up to the top rope again before Shawn starts to make it up and in a moment's decision, Dillon leaps from the top rope after her, but she catches him in midair with a dropkick! He tumbles to the mat and she gets to her feet, then shakes her head and screams as she starts laying boots and blows to him. He gets up using the ropes eventually and she grabs him, then nails a sit down spinebuster. Dillon holds onto his lower back after this and Shawna crawls out onto the apron, then waits for him to roll over so that he's facing up before she flies over the rope with a somersaulting leg drop!

AS: Look at this bitch, what a spot monkey! Dillon took it to her on the mat and she has to use flippy, floppy tactics to get one up on him. Pathetic.

SP: No......Dillon's ring skills. That's what's pathetic! I've never seen anyone this bad at what they do than Dillon. This is as abysmal as having to sit through one of your old promos, Artie.

Shawna looks down at Dillon with a smirk and nods her head as she climbs toward the pole to the cane in the corner. She gets a hand on it, but as she does, Dillon goes into the corner, gets under her and pulls her out of the corner on his shoulders before dropping her face first into one of the opposite corners with a modified electric chair forward drop. Shawna looks out of it and after a few weak stomps, Dillon makes his way over to the corner and climbs to the top rope as the fans chant "Dillon sucks". Dillon grabs the cane from the pole and poses with it a little to the boos from the fans before Shawn charges, springs off the second rope next to the corner and leaps up to dropkick Dillon to the pole, bending the top half of it! Dillon falls into the ring and Shawna covers him quickly! One.....Two.....NO! The fans boo as Dillon kicks out. Shawna picks him up and then scoop slams him down before hitting a double jump moonsault off the ropes and pinning him again! One.....Two.....NO! The fans boo again. Shawna picks him up and whips him into the corner, but he reverses and sends her in instead. She leaps up as she charges in after her, but he catches her on his shoulder and slams her down! He hooks the leg! One.....Two......NO!

AS: Some fast near falls here and I can't believe Dillon hasn't used the cane yet on Shawna. If he does, it may end it.

SP: This has actually been as good of a nice, back and forth wrestling match as you can have with Dillon in there. I'm rather impressed.

Dillon gets up as the fans start another "You can't wrestle" chant at him. He blows it off and picks Shawna up. He goes for a snap suplex on her, but she reverses and floats over for a modified neckbreaker on him. Dillon crawls over to the ropes to get up and when he does, Shawna is already up, turns him around and he uses the cane, smashing it several times against her head. Shawn stumbles back and Dillon smirks as he sizes her up and then charges with the cane. He swings wildly for her, but she moves out of the way. He turns around and with a quick kick to the gut, Shawna has the cane in hand. She nails across the back repeatedly until he's in the corner. She leaps up, places her knees in his gut and the cane behind his head and nails a monkey flip. Dillon falls to the mat and holds his neck and shoulder area as Shawna gets up slowly and then grabs Dillon by the hair. She pulls him up and the fans pop a little as she lifts him up in a powerslam position.

AS: NO! NO! WHAT IN THE FUCK, DILLON, GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER MAN, YOU CAN'T LET A WOMAN BEAT YOU!

SP: I don't think he can hear you and she's setting up for the Princess Crown, Dillon may be SOL!

Shawna goes to nail her Princess Crown finisher, but Dillon reaches down onto the mat and grabs the cane. He rams the handle into Shawna's skull a few times and she drops him. Dillon lands on his knees, then gets to his feet and cracks Shawna in the skull a few times before signaling for the end and going for Dillon's Deadly Drop! He hoists Shawna into the air, but out of nowhere, she drops down behind him, springs off the ropes and he grabs her by the hair and throws her into the corner with the pole. She steps onto the middle rope. Dillon sees this and goes after her, he gets onto the middle rope with her, but she manages to get him into a powerslam position. The fans cheer as they know what's next and all of a sudden, Shawna snaps Dillon back with a Princess Crown right into the pole! The fans cheer loudly and chant "RoP, RoP". She pulls him down from the top of the turnbuckle and quickly gets on him! One.....Two.....Three!

TL: Here is your winner, SHAWNA ROSE!

AS: Damnit! Damnit! Dillon got screwed! He got screwed!

SP: Screwed? Really? From what I saw, he was full of himself and deserved what he got!

Shawna celebrates in the ring with Kris Peek much to the delight of the fans as Dillon rolls out of the ring and grabs his back as he limps past the announcer's table. All of a sudden, he spots Stu-E and shoves him forward, mouthing for him to get out of his way. Stu's headset falls off, but he quickly regains his composure and glares over at Dillon, who is stumbling toward the entrance way.

SP: What in the hell was that about? Seriously? That was unnecessary! He's lucky I don't bash his face in!

AS: Calm down, Stu.

SP: Calm down? That little twit just hit me for no reason? I was hoping Shawna broke his back, but sadly she didn't.

AS: Anyway, folks, up next is a mixed tag match, but first, here's a word from RoP.com!

We go to a commercial for upcoming RoP events as Stu shakes his head and seems to be shaken and disappointed.



TL: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall and it is a tag match. Introducing team number one, on their way to the ring first from St. Lous, Missouri.......Kyle Sanders!

"Star" by Hellyeah starts to play and the fans boo as Sanders makes his way down to the ring slowly with a stoic look on his face. He climbs up the ringsteps and as he gets into the ring to boos from the fans, his music fades.

SP: Sanders isn't liked by the fans much already here, but this is a tag match here and the big question is will both teams be able to co exist?

TL: And his tag team partner, from St. Louis, Missouri.......Morgan James!

AS: Well, this is what I was interested in this match for......the ladies!

"She Can Get It" starts to play and Morgan walks down to the ring to cheers from the male fans in attendance but boos from most likely the females. She gets into the ring and just as she does, her music fades and "It's My Life" starts to play.

TL: And their opponents, first from Chicago, Illinois, this is Anilya Gaian!

The fans pop as Anilya walks from behind the curtain and walks purposefully to the ring and gets onto the apron, awaiting her partner as the fans still cheer for her. "Call to Arms" starts to play and the fans give a mixed ovation as The Last Prince walks cautiously down to the ring.

TL: And from Parts Unknown, ladies and gentlemen, this is The Last Prince!

SP: And these four are wasting little time going at it, Artie!

Anilya and Morgan square off with punches and shots and Prince and Sanders are going at it with Sanders getting the best of him. Sanders clothesline Prince over the top rope to the outside and then the referee forces him into his own corner as Morgan nails Anilya with some shots and kicks in the corner. Morgan lifts Anilya up and fires her across the ring, but Anilya gets a foot up on the middle turnbuckle to block it, then comes charging back at Morgan with a clothesline. When Morgan gets up, Anilya nails an atomic drop, followed by her springing off of the ropes and nailing a leg lariat to Morgan. Morgan starts to get up and Anilya goes for a heel kick, but Morgan catches her and throws her to the mat. When Anilya starts to get up, Morgan grabs her and nails a snap suplex. Morgan gets up and tags in Sanders, who comes in laying boot after boot to Anilya as the crowd starts to chant "Let's go Anilya". Sanders pulls her up and nails a few uppercut shots, followed by a an irish whip into the ropes and a hip toss, followed by several kicks to the back.

AS: This is old school tag team wrestling 101, Stu. Isolate an opponent and work them over.

Sanders drapes Anilya over the middle rope next to his and Morgan's corner and nails some shots to her back back before charging into the ropes on the opposite side of the ring and going for a knee strike to her back. Anilya moves and then grabs Sanders by the arm and whips him into his own corner before she starts to crawl toward her own and goes for the tag on The Last Prince. Just before she reaches her corner, Sanders sprints over and knocks Prince off the apron and then nails a wild shot at Anilya's jaw, which rocks her. He pulls her into the corner, her own and then rockets her across the ring into the other one, his own. She steps onto the middle rope, then the top and comes back at him with a flying moonsault as he comes running over! The fans pop as Anilya hooks a leg! One.....NO! Morgan James is in to break it up with a stomp. The fans boo as Prince tries getting in and the ref stops him, allowing Morgan and Sanders to lift up Anilya and nail a stereo suplex on her before the ref can see what's happening. As the ref turns to look, Sanders lifts Anilya up and plants her with a spinebuster before hooking a leg! One.....Two.....NO! Anilya kicks out!

SP: Some double team tactics from Sanders and Morgan early on plus Sander's quick wits have helped them really single Anilya out, but you have to wonder how long The Last Prince will take this on the apron, watching his partner get pummeled like this.

AS: He has no choice, Stu, the ref won't let him in, he's kind of helpless for now and that's what Sanders and Morgan wanted.

Sanders pulls Anilya up and whips her into the ropes before nailing a drop toe hold, then getting up himself, sizing her up and going for his Aftershock kick to the face, but Anilya moves just in time, spins Sanders around and leaps up with a lung blower that knocks Sanders over onto his back. As Kyle starts to come to, Anilya starts to make it over to her corner toward Prince and although Kyle tags in Morgan, who comes in and grabs Anilya's leg, she tags Prince in, who comes in and nails a shot to Morgan, knocking her backward, then grabs Sanders and nails a neckbreaker. Morgan gets up and Prince grabs her and then grabs Sanders when they get up and slams both of their heads together before he rolls up Morgan! One......Two......NO! Sanders is weary enough to leap onto them to stop the pin. Prince gets up and waits for Sanders to make it to his feet before nailing a dropkick on him. The fans boo, however, as Morgan gets up behind Prince and chop blocks his leg. Prince stumbles forward and then Morgan grabs the back of his head and nails a bulldog. She quickly rolls him over and gets a count! One.....Two.....NO!

SP: Two count on Prince by Morgan and this tag match is making me dizzy because the tide is turning too much!

AS: Really? I thought you were naturally dizzier than a blond, there Beef Stu! I thought it came with being a Brit!

Morgan gets on her knees and glares at the referee before she gets up and then reaches down to grab at Prince, but Prince gets to his knees and nails a few good, jaw jacking shots to her that send her stumbling back before he makes it to his feet and nails a few chops to her chest before he lifts her up and brings her over with a vertical suplex. The fans try rallying behind Prince as he goes to tag in Anilya, but gets caught up by Kyle, who grabs him from behind and goes for a belly to back suplex. Prince goes over, but lands on his feet. He nails Sanders with a cutter once he gets up, then rolls Kyle over and nails a standing moonsault on him. He seemed to forget about Morgan, though and as he gets up, she throws him shoulder first into a corner. She quickly rolls him up, but Anilya has had enough and gets into the ring despite the ref trying to block her and grabs Kyle by the head before flinging him over the ropes and then she stomps down onto James, breaking the pin. She pulls Morgan up and then snap suplexes her down hard before stomping into her a few times.

SP: She's snapped! Anilya has flown over the damn cuckoo's nest here, Artie!

AS: God damnit, this is one woman I wouldn't wanna tap, Stu, she'd probably snap my dick off like a Slim Jim!

As she's stomping a hole through Morgan in the corner, the ref tries to restore order by dragging her over to her own corner as the fans start to pop. Meanwhile, Prince is making it up and gets caught as Kyle gets on the apron and starts choking him against the middle rope to boos from the crowd. Morgan starts to stir and takes the opening to charge Prince and land a leaping knee to his back. He holds his back in pain as Kyle gets to his feet and over to his corner. Morgan grabs Prince, puts him in a headlock and tags in Kyle, despite the ref not even seeing it as he's getting Anilya in her corner. Sanders whips Prince into the corner adjacent to his and James'. Prince lands in the corner hard, Sanders flying in looking for a knee strike, but Prince moves! Sanders holds his knee as he hobbles into the middle of the ring and in the blink of an eye, Prince leaps over into his own corner and tags in Anilya!

SP: She's in, now she can take names and kick ass legally in this match!

AS: I wouldn't want to be in Kyle Sanders' shoes right now. Anilya Gaian is one pissed off woman and he's dead in her crosshairs!

Anilya gets into the ring and hip tosses Sanders down before flipping over and driving him face first into the mat. Morgan comes into the ring and Anilya drop toe holds her into Sander's crotch. Morgan rolls out of the ring and Anilya grabs Sanders and scoop slams him down onto the mat. She climbs up onto the top rope in the corner and as she does so, The Last Prince moonsaults from the apron to Morgan on the ground to a pop from the fans before Anilya flies off with Sweet Insanity on Sanders and hooks a leg! One.....Two......Three!

TL: Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of the match, THE LAST PRINCE AND ANILYA GAIAN!

[Simon]

We just go to backstage as we just see a individual in the darkness as he is getting ready to speak.

Dark Man: We know that the Ring of Pride is full of great talent, people who will go to the lengths to succeed, but there is ONE man who really gets at my skin, and that man is you, Kris! You see, you may think that you are the only Peek in this place...well sir, I hate to say this, but you are WRONG! DEAD WRONG!

The man comes out of the darkness as the fans recognize him as the one and the only, Lucas Peek!

Lucas: That's right, Kris! Your nightmare has come in the form of another Peek, and may I add, the only Peek that matters, "The Real Deal" Lucas Peek is here in RoP! Now, I won't bore you all with the details, but Kris, you need to remember that I own your mind, body, and soul! But, the question is....when will I strike? Well, Kris, only I know that answer and right now, it's not the time! But, remember this, Kris, when you go to sleep, I will be there! When you eat, I will be there....in closing, Kris, you can't escape the nightmare that is me, "The Real" Lucas Peek! So, Kris, and to everyone else in the RoP...take notice that the Real Deal is the Real Thing! Case closed!!!!

With that said, we just go back to ringside.



TL: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall. Introducing first, from Auburn, Massachusetts…..”Big Gun” Dominic Zubrowka!

As “Big Gun” by AC/DC hits, Dominic swaggers out from the tent serving as the entrance area and looks coldly at the fans as he slowly walks to the ring and then gets onto the apron before stepping into the ring via stepping over the top rope.

AS: Big Gun is my kind of man, Stu. He seems like he’ll do anything to win and well, I wouldn’t want to be his opponent for this match.

SP: You know, that’s the thing. These guys don’t know really who their opponents are. I’m sure they’ve done research, but before this card was announced, I doubt they ever even heard of one another.

TL: And ladies and gentlemen, his opponent….from Ottumwa, Iowa……Jay Millar!

The fans cheer as “Headstrong” hits and Jay bounces out from the entrance tent and greets some fans with hand slaps as he rushes down to the ring and rolls into it. He gets up and then plays to the crowd a little as he gets into his corner.

AS: I don’t like this Millar guy, Stu. He seems annoying to me. I tried talking to him backstage and the little prick bored the shit out of me.

SP: Anyone bores you, Arturius. But I like Jay. He reminds me of myself and you know what? I think he’ll go far here in this rough and tumble RoP environment.

The bell rings and Millar and Big Gun go face to chest. Big Gun shoves him back and then clotheslines him down. Millar gets up quickly and Big Gun goes for a big boot, but Jay ducks. He turns Big Gun around and nails shot after rapid fire shot his skull before bouncing off of the ropes and walking right into a side slam from Big Gun. Jay rolls onto the apron and starts to get up. Big Gun charges and knees him off the apron to the ground below the ring. Millar tumbles and stars to get up as Big Gun gets out of the ring to middle fingers from the fans around ringside, who wave them shamelessly at him. He lifts Millar up and snake eyes’ him against the apron. Millar grabs at his face as he stumbles over by the ring post. Big Gun sizes him up, then goes for a running shoulder smash, but Jay moves and the big man’s shoulder connects with the post. The fans cheer as Big Gun shakes his arm to get feeling into it and turns around, onto to get nailed with a running tumbleweed from the apron by Jay! The crowd chants “Let’s go Jay” as Millar picks up Big Gun and rolls him into the ring. Millar grabs a chair from ringside and then climbs up to the top rope closest to Big Gun, who’s stirring.

AS: We’ve seen a lot of crazy shit tonight, but it’s about to get even crazier, Stu!

SP: Jay is looking to really make up for the size difference between these two here and very well may pull off an upset if he nails this.

Jay goes to leap off the top rope with the chair as the fans cheer, but Big Gun moves out of the way! The big man springs off the ropes and when Millar turns around, boots the chair into his face, laying him out! The fans pop a little, then boo as Big Gun gets down for a pin! One…..Two…..NO! Millar kicks out and Big Gun can’t believe it! He pulls Millar up and sets him up for The Big Bang, but Millar rolls through and in a fluid movement, nails a sit out jawbreaker that sends Big Gun stumbling back. With a trickle of blood running down his face from the chair shot, Millar sets Big Gun up for something and as he charges, the fans get on their feet with a loud pop as he nails his Natural Spear!

AS: Holy shit, Stu, Jay Millar may have just pulled off probably the biggest fucking upset we’ll see tonight!

Millar hooks the leg! One…..Two……NO! The fans groan as Big Gun kicks out and Millar sits up and rubs some of the blood off of his face as he stands up. He gets in a corner and waits for Big Gun to get up before charging with another Natural Spear, but this time Big Gun sprawls out, nails a few axe handles on Jay’s back, then grabs him by the throat, lifts him up and choke slams him down onto the chair he was trying to use earlier! The fans let out a pop for this, even though Big Gun gets down and pins him! One…..Two…..NO! Big Gun sits up and shakes his head in disbelief that Millar kicked out!

SP: Dominic can’t believe that Millar kicked out of that choke slam and neither can I, Strong! This Jay kid has got a ton of heart, but against someone like Big Gun, it’s only going to hurt him more than help him out.

AS: Big Gun is my kind of guy, he does whatever it takes and there’s little wasted movement there, but he has to be getting irked at that little twat kicking out like this, I know I am!

Big Gun gets up and waits for Millar to make it up in the corner before lifting a leg and choking Jay for about ten seconds before he backs up a few steps, sizes him up and delivers a huge elbow to his jaw, even though it seems to be with the elbow Big Gun hurt earlier in the match. He catches Millar with a hip toss, then goes for a bicycle kick, but Millar gets behind him and tries to rolling him up to no avail. The fans cheer wildly for Jay as Big Gun reaches down and grabs him from between his legs, lifts him up and nails a double handed choke toss. Jay hits the mat hard and slowly crawls over into the corner. He pulls himself up really slowly and Big Gun shakes his head. He kicks Jay several times in the midsection and with him doubled over, reels him in and gets close to the ropes before lifting him up and.......Jacknife powerbombs Jay OVER the top rope and down through the announcer's table!

SP: BLOODY HELL!

AS: Are you okay, Stu? I don't know what in the fuck Dominic's problem was but well......look at this......Jay is right in front of us. He's not getting up now!

The fans start to chant "RoP, RoP!" as Jay is motionless in the scraps of the table that Strong and Stu were sitting at. Zubrowka stands with a hand on the ropes, looking emotionlessly down at Jay with a steady gaze. The referee gets down and checks on an apparently unconscious Jay and after shaking his head, raises his arms to make an X toward the backstage area and yells something to Traci.

TL: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner as a result of referee's stoppage.....DOMINIC ZUBROWKA!

Some EMT's rush down to the ringside area and tend to Jay as Zubrowka continues to look down at Jay as the fans now realize the seriousness of the situation and remain rather silent now.

SP: Folks, Jay Millar is moving, he is responding now to medical workers here, but that don't take away from what we just saw. That don't make it alright!

AS: Jay wouldn't stay down no matter what Zubrowka did, I think that Big Bang through the table here in front of us was meant to send a statement to Jay to stay down. Thank god this match is over, folks. Up next is well......an odd match as we've got Doug Treats facing Stephen Saint with Big Dog as the referee. We'll be back after this.

The scene fades on the image of Jay being fitted into a neck brace to a commercial for RoP on Facebook and Twitter.



TL: The following contest is set for one fall. It has no time limit. Introducing first, already in the ring…….the guest referee for this match, Big Dog!

Big Dog, already in the ring with a sleeveless referee shirt on, smirks to the crowd, who boos the hell out of him right out of the gate.

AS: Big Dog seems like a cool cat to me, Stu. He’s the kind of guy that just hanging around him brings your coolness factor up a few degrees.

SP: He’s Simon Sensation’s “problem solver” as I understand it, his right hand man and his assignment in this match is likely to screw over Saint, which isn’t right damnit.

TL: And introducing first, from Hollywood, California……”The Diamond” Stephen Saint!

“California” by Hollywood Undead plays as Saint marches out from the entrance tent to an eruption of cheers from the fans in attendance in the entire arena. He slaps hands as he walks down to the ring, then rolls into the ring and eyes Big Dog cautiously.

AS: You know what? I don’t understand why this little douche bag can’t take the hint. He’s not wanted here, why don’t he just leave?

SP: Kris Peek signed Saint to a deal and the fans here in El Paso love the guy. He’s a big name, Strong and he deserves a chance here in Ring of Pride. Our owner is just letting personal conflicts interfere with business, if you ask me.

AS: Nobody did! Why don’t you go stuff another crumpet in your mouth?

TL: And his opponent, from the Carnival Grounds……”Delicious” Dougie Treats!

“Let’s Go All the Way” by the Insane Clown Possee starts to play and Dougie makes his way out from the back with Sara Treats alongside him. He bad mouths some fans in the front row and threatens to hit them as he makes his way to ringside and slides into the ring.

AS: Look at Saint, what a fucking pussy, he couldn’t wait for the bell?

SP: Come on, we both know that this is his only real chance at getting out of this is to be aggressive like this.

Saint nails Dougie with kick after kick before whipping him into the ropes and nailing a back body drop on him, much to the fans’ approval. Saint pulls Treats up and nails uppercut after uppercut to his jaw before Saint grabs him by the head and nails a snap suplex. He floats over for the pin and looks over at Big Dog, who is leaning against the corner with his hands raised as Saint says a few things to him. Saint gets up off of Dougie and gets in Big Dog’s face, as the fans chant “fuck him up!” Big Dog slaps Stephen in the face, but before Stephen can react, Dougie grabs him from behind and nails a back cracker. Saint is slow to get up and gets hip tossed by Dougie, who then rips apart one of the top turnbuckle pads in a corner and then grabs Saint and tosses him face first into it. Big Dog comes into the corner and holds Saint there as Dougie takes a running start and nails an elbow to the back of Saint’s head to drive his face into the turnbuckle bolt! The fans boo and chant “fuck you both, fuck you both!” as Dougie smirks down at the now bleeding Saint and Big Dog gets out of the ring, then looks under the ring for something.

AS: What disrespectful assholes the fans are! After RoP has done for them tonight, they have to shit on us with cussing like this?

SP: Look at what’s happening in the ring, you idiot, it’s a mugging more or less and it’s not right, god damnit!

Big Dog pulls a trash can out from under the ring and throws it to Dougie, then slides a table into the ring, followed by a few fluorescent light tubes. He gets back in, just as Dougie raises the can to strike a kneeling Saint, but The Diamond low blows Dougie, causing the fans to pop as he grabs the trashcan from his hands, then nails him repeatedly in the skull with it before finally putting it over Dougie’s head and dropkicking a large dent into it, causing Treats to fall over! Saint pins him, but Big Dog again refuses. Saint gets on his knees and shakes his head. He grabs the table that was pushed into the ring and glares at Big Dog before saying “why don’t you count this?” He sets the table up in the corner and smirks as he picks up Treats, looking to throw him through the table before Big Dog grabs one of the light tubes that he had put in the ring and low blows Saint with it, smashing it in the process. The fans boo as Big Dog smirks and Saint stumbles forward and Treats lifts him onto his shoulders. Dougie charges into the corner with the table and hit’s a death valley driver through it that demolishes the table and lays Saint out in the process. The crowd boos as Treats gets to his knees, pulls Saint from the wreckage and pins him! One..Two…!

AS: God damnit, Saint kicks out and Big Dog isn’t happy and hell, neither am I!

SP: How can you say that? Saint is fighting through this like a warrior, I mean it’s more or less two on one!

The fans chant “this is bull shit” as Dougie lifts Saint up and plants him with a samoan drop. He looks over at Big Dog, who hands him another light tube. Dougie lays in wait and as Saint gets up, charges with it, but Saint leaps up for a dropkick that sends the tube breaking and shattering all over near Dougie’s face. Treats stumbles around for a second before Saint springs into action and clocks him with a Diamond Spike! Treats falls immediately, but from behind, Big Dog grabs Saint, turns him around and nails several shots to his head to boos from the fans. Big Dog whips Saint into the ropes and goes for a back body drop. Big Dog then poses for the fans, who boo and seems to not see that Saint has landed on his feet. When Big Dog turns around, Saint nails the Diamond Cutter! The fans go crazy as Saint stands in the ring alone for a second and then sees Treats getting up on the apron. Saint grabs him and suplexes him into the ring. He pins him and with Big Dog down, that leaves the fans chanting "one......two......three.......four......five!". Saint finally shakes his head and gets to his knees as all of a sudden, the crowd boos and RoP Owner Simon Sensation comes down to the ring in a sprint. He slides in and looks like he's going to count for Saint, but instead slaps him upside the head and barks some things at him! Saint seems to have had enough of this.

AS: Shit don't look good for our Owner right now, he needs to get his ass out of Dodge, pronto!

SP: Saint is taking it rather well that his brother wants to screw him over.....oh, spoke too soon!

All of a sudden, Saint leaps into action and Diamond Spikes Simon to a pop from the fans! Simon stumbles into Big Dog, who's getting up and Saint clotheslines both of them over the top rope and to the ground! Saint turns around and Dougie is up and nails him with an uppercut, followed by an eye gouge and a low blow. Dougie springs off the ropes, but gets booted in the gut. Saint leaps up and nails a Diamond Cutter on him to the cheers from the fans as a referee races down to the ring and makes the count as Saint gets the cover! One.....Two.....Three!

TL: Here is your winner, STEPHEN SAINT!

AS: Damnit, this wasn't supposed to happen! This was supposed to go Dougie's way! Fucking clowns, can't they do anything right?

SP: This plan blew up in the Owner's face and I have a feeling that things are far from over here between Simon and Saint.

The cameras show Simon and Big Dog regrouping near the entrance area as Saint wipes the blood from his face and stands tall in the ring with his hands raised high as the fans give him a good ovation.

[Simon]

After a brief RoP upcoming events commercial, we go to backstage where Simon Sensation is holding the back of his head as he walks away from the entrance tent. Suddenly, interviewer Devon Saturday strolls up to him and nods.

DS: Simon, your plans to maybe screw Stephen Saint out of a win tonight and perhaps drive him from RoP didn't go as planned did they? What happened out there?

Simon snickers and shakes his head.

Simon: What happened?

He looks down at the ground for a few seconds and places his hands on his hips.

Simon: Saint is begging, he's getting on his knees and praying for an asskicking, that's what happened. He thinks he may have one upped me, he thinks he may have gotten one over on me and Big Dog, but you know what? The fun has just begun. You see, Kris Peek signed Saint to a contract. I didn't want anything to do with him. He may be my half brother, but that don't mean I have to like him, Devon. Saint should have rolled over, he should have went quietly because now, he's opened a BIG can of worms!

He shakes his head at Devon and smirks.

Simon: And I don't think he'll like what's next for him. Since Saint wants to go kicking and screaming like this, that's fine. Because I'm going to fight fire with fire. The stupid clown couldn't get the job done, but I know someone who will. In two weeks it'll be Stephen Saint going one on one with.........

He smirks and pats Devon on the back with a wild grin.

Simon: "THE ONE MAN REICH" FRITZ LEITER!

Devon seems a little shocked by this and watches as Simon starts to walk away, then all of a sudden comes back and grabs his mic.

Simon: AND THAT MATCH WILL BE A NO DISQUALIFICATIONS MATCH!

This time he walks away and Devon nods and smirks at the camera.

DS: In two weeks, you heard it, Fritz Leiter, the "One Man Reich" will make his in ring debut against Stephen Saint in a No Disqualifications match. What a way for Fritz to make his debut, back to you guys at ringside for the main event!



TL : The following match is your main event and it is scheduled for one fall to a finish with a sixty minute time limit. Introducing first, on his way to the ring from Detroit, Michigan.......ladies and gentlemen, this is Jonathan Cage!

"This is Madness" hits the sound system as Jonathan Cage walks out to cheers from the crowd as he slowly stalks to the ring and then rolls it before hopping onto the second rope in the corner and posing briefly to a good pop.

SP: Cage is certainly and accomplished athlete. I've done my homework on him, he was once UX Undisputed Champion and also held Absolute Wrestling's top prize but he's been out of the spotlight for a while now. Cane he start this return of his here in RoP out on a good note?

AS: I hated homework in school, so I didn't do any on Cage, but I know for a fact that he's got one hell of a challenge here tonight!

TL: And his opponent, from the Boiler Room, ladies and gentlemen, Supreme Machine!

"Warheart" starts to play as SuMa walks out to boos from the fans, but slowly stalks to the ring and then rolls in and don't even wait for the bell to ring before he rushes over toward Cage and attacks him to start the match!

SP: So much for waiting......I'm guessing SuMa don't get paid by the hour. I know I don't.

SuMa nails several clubbing shots and blows to Cage's back before whipping him across the ring and into the ropes. SuMa catches him with a back body drop when he comes back around and Cage holds his lower back as he makes it to his feet. SuMa grabs him by the neck and backs him against the ropes, choking him for several moments before the referee tries to get in between them and finally, SuMa tosses Cage into the middle of the ring to boos. When Cages to get up, SuMa goes to grab him, but Cage fires shot, then, shot, then shot to SuMa's midsection and with the big man reeling a little, Cage jumps up and nails a jaw breaker that sends SuMa against the ropes. Cage charges, but SuMa lowers his shoulder and launches him over the top rope to the apron. Cage lands on his feet and when SuMa stumbles into the middle of the ring, Cage rushes into the nearest corner, gets on the top rope and then flies off with a missile dropkick. that sends SuMa tumbling down.

AS: Damnit, Cage takes Supreme Machine off of his feet and this isn't looking good for the monster......DAMNIT! I have fifty dollars riding on SuMa too!

SP: Well, SuMa is a former champion elsewhere like Cage is and both men may be trying to use this match to stake an early claim to the Southwestern Heavyweight title.

Cage gets up and when SuMa starts making it up, lays some boots into SuMa before springing off the ropes and going for something, getting cut off with a clothesline from SuMa. The big man nails Cage with repeated double axe handle shots to the back, refusing to let him get up. Finally, when Cage makes it to his hands and knees, SuMa kicks him hard in the ribs to boos from the crowd. Cage goes rolling over by the ropes and tries to get up, but SuMa puts his hand on Cage's head and presses forward, pushing his neck against the middle rope. Cage screams as SuMa torques on it until finally SuMa stomps him on the back and backs up a little. Cage starts to make it up, but SuMa grabs his leg from behind and slams it down knee first into the mat. Cage grabs at his knee and screams as SuMa does it again. Like an animal smelling blood, SuMa places his foot on the back of Cage's knee, lifts up the leg and slams it down again! Cage crawls into a corner and the referee keeps SuMa back for a bit so Cage can get up. SuMa approaches, but Cage nails a shot to the midsection, followed by a chop to the chest to the cheers of the fans.

AS: Cage is coming back here, SuMa needs to stop this before it even has a chance to launch.

SP: Agreed, but Cage knows that if SuMa closes in, his leg could really be hurting, though I think it is anyway.

Cage nails a few kicks with his leg, even though it seems to pain him, then nails a big uppercut to SuMa, who stumbles against the ropes. Cages limps over at as quick a pace as he can and clotheslines SuMa to the outside of the ring. When SuMa goes to get up, Cage grabs onto the top rope and then launches himself over onto the big man, but SuMa catches him! Adjusting Cage on his shoulder, SuMa charges toward the ring post in the corner, but Cage slides down SuMa's back and sends him into it face first instead! Cage rolls SuMa into the ring and then follows suit. As the big man gets up, Cage spins him around and lifts up SuMa enough to nail a Repentagram v2! He gets on SuMa and hooks a leg! One....Two.....NO!

AS: Yes! Yes! SuMa kicked out of the Repentagram! Cage is screwed! I love it, if his own trademark move can't put SuMa down for the count, what can?

The fans boo as Cage sits there, then hooks SuMa's leg again and goes for another pin! One.....! SuMa gets a shoulder up. Frustrated, Cage picks him up, but SuMa lays into his midsection with some shots. The fans boo as SuMa picks up Cage, then charges him into the mat with a running powerslam that shakes the ring. A "SuMa sucks" chant starts to ring out in the air as SuMa gets to his feet and lands a few shots to Cage's skull. He picks Cage up and without much hesitation, nails an Asylum Driver. Cage is sprawled out on the mat and SuMa crawls on top of him and don't even bother to hook a leg. One......Two.......NO! Cage kicks out and the fans roar their approval. SuMa shakes his head and pulls a ragged looking Cage up before sending him into the ropes and going for a Throttle and Mask, but Cage reverses and plants SuMa skull first into the mat with a tornado DDT! The crowd claps now to try and will Cage and maybe even both back into it as they're both laid out on the mat!

SP: Wow, what a reversal from Jonathan Cage and after that Asylum Driver, I wasn't sure Cage would have enough in himself to get back into this.

AS: Well, don't forget about his leg. SuMa worked it over, taking Cage's daredevil nature out of his offense a bit early on. Now they're on the match struggling for control here and in all honesty, this is SuMa's playhouse. This is his game now.

Cage makes it up to his feet first and as SuMa goes to get up, takes him from behind with a bulldog. SuMa rolls over and Cage drops an elbow across SuMa's chest before getting on top of him and nailing some rather stiff looking closed hand mounted punch shots to SuMa's face. SuMa tries his best to get out of it and defend himself and finally flips Cage over and grabs him around the neck with both hands. Cage's eyes get wide as SuMa gets to his feet and then pulls Cage up with him before slamming him down with a Sidology! Cage flips over after impacting the mat and kicks the canvas several times with his foot. SuMa flips him over and puts a hand on Cage's chest. One......Two.......NO! Cage kicks out! SuMa growls at the ref and charges toward him, causing him to back into a corner, then turns around to get lured into a drop toe hold from Cage, who then floats over on top of SuMa's back, sits down on it and lifts his head up for a reverse dragon sleeper! SuMa reaches toward the ropes but is unable to grab them! The fans cheer and get to their feet as they maybe anticipate a tap out.

SP: Bloody hell, after all that we've seen tonight the main event has turned into nothing short of a great back and forth wrestling match and now SuMa is in a bad spot here. He may tap out.

AS: No he won't, he's the Supreme Machine for a reason, Stu and that's because shit like this don't phase him!

SuMa seems to be fading as Cage pulls back on him. Finally, after what seems like forever in the hold, SuMa reaches up and gouges Cage in the face! Jonathan stumbles off of SuMa and turns around to get a boot in the midsection, followed by an attempted big boot from SuMa. Cagesducks and even with a limp, springs off the ropes and nails a spinning a heel kick on SuMa, who falls against the ropes, then stumbles into a DDT from Cage. Jonathan catches his breath for a moment, then goes into the corner and climbs to the top rope. He flies off with a moonsault that brings the fans to their feet again and causes them to cheer! He hooks a leg of SuMa's and the ref counts. One......Two.....Thr! The ref don't count the third and Cage sits up and shakes his head as the fans start to chant "this is awesome". As if he's certain SuMa's close to being done, Cage goes to climb the corner again for another moonsault, but SuMa gets up slowly, then charges into the corner, causing Cage to get crotched on the middle turnbuckle. SuMa places his back against Cage's then grabs his arms and pulls him out of the corner with a cricifix powerbomb! Cage lands on the mat hard and SuMa crawls over slowly and makes the cover! One.....Two.......Thre! NO! The referee's hand never came down for the third count!

SP: The fans certain appreciate these two putting on this clinic that they have and I do too, but although both have certainly gone to war here, only one can walk out the winner, Artie.

AS: Oh, they both know it and they're both trying to be that one. My money is still on SuMa. He's taller than Cage, he's bigger than him, it'll just take too much for a scrawny little beanpole like Cage to overcome him when they're worn out like this.

SuMa pulls Cage up to his feet and then drags him into the corner and sits him on the top rope before planting a few shots to his skull. He sets him up and goes for a muscle buster, but Cage manages to wriggle free and lands in front of SuMa! He leaps up and upon landing, plants both knees into SuMa's chest! Cage quickly gets over and covers SuMa! One.....Two.....Thre! NO! SuMa gets a foot on the rope and the referee shakes his head to Cage and points it out. Worn and battered as much as his opponent, Cage takes his time getting up before going to spring off the ropes with his limp before SuMa nails him with a wide punch. Cage stumbles back and SuMa gets behind him and raises him up onto his shoulders as the fans boo because they know what's next. Suddenly, SuMa snaps Cage down with Apex Ultima! One.....Two.......Three!

TL: Here is your winner, SUPREME MACHINE!

SP: He did it, SuMa did and he's won our first ever main event match here in Ring of Pride! If anyone has an early claim now to the Southwestern Heavyweight title, it may be this man!

AS: Wait a minute! I don't think the fun is done yet for SuMa!

As Cage starts to move and get up, SuMa stands next to him and pulls him to his feet. It seems like maybe SuMa will shake his hand or something for a second, but then he grabs Cage, whips him into the ropes and catches him with a black hole slam! Cage hits the mat hard and Suma stays on him with punches and shots to the skull. Cage tries his best to fight back in his battered state, throwing some shots himself, but as security and referees hit he ring to separate them, it seems to be SuMa with the advantage. Security manages to keep them apart after they've pulled SuMa off Cage and with the crowd pumped up and chanting "Let them go, let them go" the scene goes back to Stu and Strong.

SP: Folks, what a main event that was and that caps it off for our debut episode of Meltdown here from El Paso......wait a second, folks.

AS: We're getting word that our broadcast partner Greg Vincent is standing by backstage with some major announcements?!?


The scene goes to backstage, where Greg Vincent is standing by with a smile on his face.

GV: Ladies and gentlemen, I have some huge news that just came out of the RoP offices of Director of Programming Kris Peek. I have received word that in two weeks, on the next edition of Meltdown, we will find out details about the the Southwestern Heavyweight Championship, including when the first title match will happen, what match it will be and possibly who will be in it. But that's not all. I've also been told that at the next Meltdown, the tournament to crown the first ever Texas Television Champion will begin. There will be two one on one matches next week with the winners advancing to the following show in a one on one match to determine the FIRST ever Texas Television Champion.

He shakes his head with a smirk.

GV: That's right, folks, you won't have to wait until Out for Blood to see some championship gold on the line. I'm being told that in two weeks right here on Meltdown you will see Taco Belmont go one on one with The Last Prince in a first round tournament match as well as "The Hardcore Princess" Shawna Rose taking on Tyler Ebonson. Whoever wins those matches will clash one on one the following Meldtown with the Texas Television title on the line. Also, in two weeks you'll see Stephen Saint do battle with "The One Man Reich" Fritz Leiter as we heard earlier tonight from Simon, it'll be in a No Disqualifcations match!

He shakes his head.

GV: And that's not all, folks! Next Meltdown, you fans will see TWO, that's right TWO huge tag matches. Stay tuned to the RoP website to see what exactly they'll be, but it promises to be BIG. Folks, things are heating up in a big way here in Ring of Pride! For all of the crew here at Meltdown and RoP, thanks for watching and have a good night!

And with that, the show fades to black, then the RoP logo.