RoP Out for Blood: Momentary Lapse of Rea

[Simon]

Matches are orange
Segments are red
Hype packages are blue


RoP presents Out for Blood: Momentary Lapse of Reason
09/20/2010
Firestone Fieldhouse
Malibu, CA
Attendance: 1,700




We go to a live shot of inside of the Firestone Fieldhouse where the fans are screaming and on their feet and going crazy. We then go to Stu-E Price and Arturius Strong who are at ringside and ready for the action tonight.

SP: Ladies and gentlemen welcome to Out for Blood: Momentary Lapse of Reason, Ring of Pride’s third supershow even and Ring of Pride’s six month anniversary, so to speak. We got a huge show lined up tonight and title matches up the butt, don’t we?

AS: Nothing goes up my butt, Stu, I dunno about you but we will be seeing the RoP Tag Team Championships on the line when The Revolution square off against those emo bastards the Children of the Night. This has been brewing for a while since Jared and Johnny captured the titles in a match where they beat Shadow and Paige and it will come to a head tonight.

SP: We’ll also see the first ever Bomb Shelter match when Ace Andrews defends his Texas Television title against Eric Hancock in basically a caged atmosphere where Ace’s buddies, the Sin City Syndicate can’t get involved but it’s also right up Hancock’s ally, being based off of mixed martial arts rules.

AS: We’ll also see in our main event, a three way dance where someone will get pinned or made to submit and eliminated while the other two will go at it in a standard one on one match and whoever wins? They walk out the Southwestern Heavyweight Champion. Terry Marvin, Alexander McIntyre and Dillon D’Angelo have been clashing with each other for a while now, who’s your pick to win tonight Stu and for the love of god, don’t pick your nose…….

SP: That would mean I’d pick Dildo, Artie and that isn’t gonna happen. I don’t want to see the Syndicate get some more gold either, my pick would really be McIntyre.

AS: Well, I’m going with God’s Gift to Wrestling, Terry Marvin! Anyway, let’s head up to the ring for our first match!




A quiet hush falls over the crowd as the lights deem and a spot light hits the entrance way to the ring. Static starts to fill over the PA system then an explosion behind the entrance by fireworks as a loud ringing sound starts to come out of the PA system as "In the Air Tonight" by Nonpoint begins to play.

I can feel it
Coming in the air tonight
Oh Lord
I've been waiting for this moment
For all my life
Oh Lord

Crowd: (POP!)

Traci Loveheart: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing from Los Angeles California, weighing in at one-hundred and thirty-five pounds...

Kevin Legacy walks out on to the entrance ramp wearing a hooded jacket with the hood up over his head.

Traci Loveheart: KEVIN LEGACY!!!

Crowd: (YEAH!)

Well if you told me you were drowning
I would not lend a hand
I've seen your face before my friend
But I don't know if you know who i am
Well I was there and I saw what you did
I saw it with my own two eyes
So you can wipe of the grin
I know where you've been
Its all been a pack of lies

Kevin points towards the ring as he starts to make his way towards ringside.

I can feel it
Coming in the air tonight
Oh Lord
I've been waiting for this moment
For all my life
Oh Lord, Oh Lord

Kevin takes off his jacket and places it in one of the ring corners. Kevin then proceeds to slide into the ring.

Well I remember
I remember don't worry
How could I ever forget
Its the first time
The last time
We ever met
But i know the reason why you keep me silenced up
No you don't fool me
Cause the hurt doesn't show
But the pain still grows
Its no stranger to you and me

Kevin climbs on the turnbuckle and raise his hands looking on towards the crowd in a superior manor.

I can feel it
Coming in the air tonight
Oh Lord
I've been waiting for this moment
For all my life
Oh Lord, Oh Lord

Kevin jumps from the turnbuckle and starts to pump his arms up and down as his theme music slowly fades away.

SP: Legacy has been unimpressive as of late, he needs a win here.

AS: Fuck, he needs a miracle, Stu……..

TL: And his opponent………

“Why I Sing the Blues” plays and Bryan Deas walks out from the back to boos. He marches down the aisle and right into the ring, pointing at Legacy and saying some words to him before his music fades.

TL: In the ring….”Ballistic” Bryan Deas!

SP: I may not like Deas much, but Legacy has been on a worse slide than him and if he’s going to turn things around, it’s got to be now.

AS: Agreed, both of these guys need a win but only one can get it. Deas’ team with Ironfist failed getting him any wins and Legacy has just gotten loss after loss against shoddy opponents, really.

The bell rings and they lock up. Deas gets Legacy into the corner and nails some chops to his chest as the crowd “woos” for each of them. He then takes Legacy by the arm and whips him into the opposite corner, but Legacy steps onto the middle turnbuckle pad and comes back at Deas, who clotheslines him and turns him inside out. Deas hooks a leg for the cover. One…….Two! Legacy kicks out. Deas pulls him up to his feet and nails some clubbing blows to Kevin’s back before he picks him up and goes for a slingshot suplex.

SP: Deas is showing some aggression here, this is really a side of him that I’ve never seen before.

AS: Yeah, by the time the next Meltdown rolls around expect him to be acting like an idiot again…….

Legacy slips onto the apron and nails some shots at Deas to cause him to break the hold on him. Deas stumbles into the middle of the ring and Legacy rushes into the corner and climbs onto the top rope. When Deas turns around, he goes for a cross body and nails it. The crowd cheers as he gets a cover on Deas. One……! Deas kicks out. Legacy pulls him up and whips him into a corner. He charges in after him, but Deas moves out of the way. Legacy stumbles into the center of the ring and Deas reels him up, lifts him up and then brings him down with the Last Chance tombstone piledriver! He stays on Legacy and covers him. One………Two……….Three!

SP: Deas did it! He beat Legacy and my god…….someone check the thermometer in hell!

TL: Here is your winner, BRYAN DEAS!




We go backstage to where Simon Sensation is standing next to Greg Vincent with a smile on his face. He glares at Greg for a second and then barks at him.

Simon: Well introduce me, god damnit!

Greg sighs and shakes his head.

GV: Ladies and gentlemen, I am here with RoP’s owner and the man behind the Syn City Syndicate, Simon Sensation. Simon, you requested this time to talk to the fans and everyone in the back, what is on your mind?

Simon adjusts the suit that he’s wearing and seems to scoff at Greg.

Simon: I thought you would never ask, Greg. The fact of the matter is that six weeks from now, RoP will be holding it’s biggest show of the year. I know a lot of companies say that and then the following month they’re putting over THAT show as the biggest ever for them, but this isn’t like that. Wrevolution IS the biggest show on the RoP calendar. It‘ll be headlined by perhaps one of the most devious and hellacious matches ever devised by anyone in this business. It’s a creation of my own and I like to refer to it as the Chaos Chamber.

He snickers and pats Greg on the shoulder.

Simon: It’s going to be the king of cage matches and perhaps the most vile and violent spectacle to ever happen during an RoP show. I’ll tell you more about it in two weeks on Meltdown, Greg. I’ve got me some um…..”business” dealings to take care of before the next match.

With this he walks away and Greg shakes his head and looks into the camera.

GV: There you have it, folks. In six week’s time we’ll be seeing the Chaos Chamber for the first time ever at Wrevolution, a night where every title will be on the line. Back to you, Artie.



TL: The following is a number one contender’s match for the Texas Television Championship! Introducing first, on his way to the ring from Derry, Northern Ireland…….Tommy McFarlane!

“I’m Not Jesus” hits and Tommy walks out from the back to boos before he rolls into the ring and glares around before he gets up.

AS: I’m joined by Ace Andrews right now and Ace, why’re you out there? You should be getting ready for your Bomb Shelter match later on!

AA: I should be, but this is called scouting, Artie. You see, one of these two idiots are going to end up with a shot at my title and you heard me right…..it is MY title and I will still have it after beating Eric later on.

TL: And his opponent……..he is “England’s Favourite Wrestler” Stu-E Price!

“Kashmir” hits and Stu walks down from the back to cheers from the fans with Sofia on his arm. He leaves her by the ring steps and climbs up onto the apron and then gets into the ring and raises a hand to cheers as McFarlane just glares at him.

AS: Stu beat your boy Levinator last Meltdown after Lev had cost Stu a match against Terry Marvin the week before. I got to imagine that Stu has his sights on your title and that you’re next in his crusade of sorts against the Syndicate.

AA: Do I looked worried, do I?

The bell rings and Stu and Tommy circle one another before they lock up. Stu applies a side headlock. Tommy nails some shots to Stu’s side and then whips him into the ropes. Stu comes back and Tommy nails a hip toss on him. Stu gets up and Tommy applies a headlock, then a side headlock takedown on Stu. He keeps it applied and Stu works his way to his feet as the crowd claps for him and whips McFarlane into the ropes. Tommy comes back and Stu nails a shoulder block on him to take him down. McFarlane gets up and Stu nails an arm drag on him. McFarlane makes it back to his feet and Stu nails several chops to his chest and nails a snap suplex. He holds on and gets up for another and hit’s a second. He floats over with a cover. One…….Two!

AS: Good effort from Stu here but it’s too early to even think that he’s got McFarlane down.

AA: Maybe Stu should cut a promo right now, it would bore me to sleep and I wouldn’t have to watch this crappy match……..

Stu pulls McFarlane up and whips him into the corner. He goes for a British Pound, but McFarlane moves out of the way. Stu collides with the corner and stumbles into the ring where he gets a side toss from McFarlane. The crowd is clapping and trying to will Stu on as he gets up while McFarlane lies in wait. Stu gets to his feet, turns and McFarlane seems to go for a Luck O’ the Irish but Stu floats over his back and rolls down between his legs to roll McFarlane up. Tommy catches Stu and seems to be pulling him up and looking for a Rampant Lions, but Stu rolls out of it, lands in front of Tommy and kicks him rather stiffly several times in the thigh to cheers from the fans.

AS: Stu able to counter both of Tommy’s main moves there, what a hold for hold exchange that was though.

AA: God, you know what? I’m getting bored with this, Artie, time to put an end to it………

He gets out of his seat and as Stu goes to run into the ropes, Ace gets into the apron. Stu shouts a few words at him and the fans boo. Stu places his hands on his hips in frustration and then suddenly shoves Ace off of the apron to cheers. Stu turns and Tommy catches him with a boot to the gut, followed by hoisting him up and nailing his Rampant Lions power bomb. He stays on him for the cover. One…….Two……..Three!

AS: What in the hell? Ace just cost Stu the match! Tommy McFarlane gets a huge win here, but my god…..that was bullshit.

TL: Here is your winner and NEW number one contender to the Texas Television Championship, TOMMY MCFARLANE!


Meltdown #7

Kevin slowly rises to his feet, but DJ walks over to him and hits him with the Guide Bomb then goes straight for Welcome to New Jersey. Kevin is trapped and begins to scream in pain. As soon as Klein began monitoring the move, Kevin begins tapping out, Klein orders for the bell and Klein raises DJ's hand.

Loveheart: Here's your winner, "The Guido" DJ Clay!

Price: A well earned victory by DJ Clay, he has a promising career here in Ring of Pride.

Strong: Hmph! If he claims himself a Guido, he shouldn't be so welcomed by the fans!

As DJ leaves the ring, the same man who attacked Terry and Ace comes from the crowd and blind sides DJ, knocking him to the unprotected floor.

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Meltdown #8

Simon: Keep this in mind, Teflon, you're messing with the Sin City Syndicate, and we're the best of the best. Unlike your ally, Anilya, we know what it's like to be champions. As for you, since you applied here, next Meltdown, you're facing the very man you nearly sent to the hospital. That man is Kevin Legacy. That's not all, because of your interference, DJ Clay has requested you as well, so at the next Out for Blood at the end of September, which is two shows from now. Also, if you think of attacking the Sin City Syndicate again, we'll make sure you turn into our little bitches, and we'll make sure you don't get far in your, or her, quest for revenge.

Deflar looks at Simon sternly, then walks away, leaving behind the curtain.

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SP: Things aren’t looking good for Knoxville here and it’s obvious now that Clay is doing this to send a message to Deflar.

AS: I think he’s about to sign, seal and deliver it loud and clear.

Clay backs up a few steps, then charges and plasters Knoxville right across the head with a chair shot, then backs up and gives him another. Knoxville teeters like he’s going to fall off the chair, but Clay keeps nailing him over and over with no less than seven or so chair shots. Finally, Knoxville looks like he’s going to fall off of his chair, but Clay grabs him and pulls him into the ring. He lays him down and makes the referee cont to three as he pins him. One………Two……….Three! Clay points to the camera and screams “You’re next, Deflar!” as the crowd goes crazy.

SP: Damn, Knoxville has to be knocked into next week after all those chair shots……..was this even an official match? I don’t think the bell ever rang!

AS: Yeah, but look at this……Clay and Linn seem to be in cahoots here……..what in the hell is going on?

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Meltdown #9

Steve has grabbed a chair from ringside and gets onto the apron and climbs up to the top rope. When Clay makes it up, Steve leaps off, but Clay dropkicks the chair right into his face. Steve stumbles back and drops the chair, which causes Clay to grab it and then charge at him and nail him repeatedly in the head with shot after shot. Steve stumbles out of the corner and Clay drops the chair down, then pulls him in and nails a Guido Bomb onto it! Steve is convulsing on the mat as Clay hooks a leg. One…….Two……..Three!

TL: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match……DJ CLAY!

SP: Clay with a huge win and with him and Deflar facing off in two weeks, you got to wonder what the Red Dragons think of this.

AS: If I’m Deflar, I’d be taking the next bus out of town…….that’s for certain. I think he may have pissed off the wrong Guido when he attacked Clay.


TL: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, on his way to the ring from Hackensack, New Jersey…….”The Guido” DJ Clay!

The lights go down, An italian flag is illuminated on the stage. On the Screen we see a Cadillac shield and the name Clay on it. The music begins with a bit of spoken word... "Starting off in the southwest side of town... We find our boy DJ clay Fighting his way out of yet another sticky situation." The spot hits DJ standing on the stage head down but bumping to the music Slowly the chant of DJ Clay fades in with the chant continuing for 20 seconds. His head is down the whole time his fist pumps in the air to the cheer. There is a loud cheer, His head raises with a Guido's smile. The lyrics begin to flow:

"Ever since i was young,
I been around guns,
I was born in the Hood,
Can't help where i'm from,
Heartbeat like a drum
In the Beat just for yall
and my blood off in each and every sound
I'll beat your stuff
If you wanna get tough
We a hundred mile deep
with the guns and the jags
Got the things that boom
even things that cut
'swhy we all where we at
And you all where you not..."

He walks down the ramp slowly shaking out his arms and Listening to his Manager Linn. He cracks his neck and keeps walking slowly.

Double laced till the day
I'm face down in my own
Let 'em bleed till they bleed
In a puddle of they own...

He begins his walk around the ring looking at the crowd as the song hits it's hook

"YOU AINT FROM ROUND HERE
YOU GET LET DOWN HERE
THIS IS THAT SOUND... *pop pop pop pop*
WE ALL FEAR"

He jumps up ont to the apron and Hops over the ropes as the hok repeats 3 times with him going to each corner telling the crowd he ain't goin nowhere...

SP: Well folks, I’m back and I hope to god that Ace Andrews gets his ass kicked by Eric Hancock later tonight, but this match right here is about DJ Clay and his opponent. Clay has taken offense to what his opponent did when he debuted, basically shoving him aside and that’s led to this.

AS: Well, Clay has been on a real hot streak as of late. He’s definitely been one of the more impressive newcomers to RoP, this could be his first chance to really shine in the spotlight here tonight at Out for Blood.

"Welcome to the Family" by Avenged Sevenfold hits the PA as Deflar and the rest of the Red Dragons walk out in a roar of jeers. They walk to the ring, reaching it, and Deflar removes his coat and glasses, then hands it to the faction, then orders them to leave. He looks towards Traci Loveheart as he steps into the ring over the top rope.

Loveheart: In the ring, from Edinburgh, Scotland, weighing two-hundred ninety-five pounds, "The Red Dragon" Deflar Linos.

Deflar turns towards a turnbuckle and rests on it, waiting.

SP: Some may say that Deflar has brought this upon himself. He’s gone after many people here in RoP and made himself a lot of enemies.

AS: Indeed, but he’s got the number’s advantage over Clay right now which could come back to haunt “The Guido”.

The bell rings and immediately, Clay walks up to Deflar and places his hand beneath his chin and directs it out toward Linos as he yells “vafungculo” at the top of his lungs. Deflar knees him in the gut, doubling him over after this, then he chucks him shoulder first into the corner. The fans boo this and as DJ steps out of the corner, Deflar picks him up and brings him over with a back body drop. DJ hit’s the mat hard and gets up slowly holding his left shoulder. Deflar grabs him and looks like he could be getting ready to toss DJ, but The Guido reaches up and smacks Deflar in the head a few times. Linos drops him and shakes the cobwebs from his head. This allows DJ to run into the ropes and go for a Thesz press, but Deflar catches him and snaps back with a one armed flap jack. DJ’s face falls into the mat and he gets up slowly. As he does so, Deflar comes behind and locks in a full nelson. He lifts DJ up and then slams him down face first into the mat and rolls him over. One…….Two……!

SP: God damn, I think Clay got knocked into next week!

AS: Well if he is, he’s one week closer to Wrevolution than we are!

Deflar lifts Clay up and hoists him in the air for a military press. Clay falls behind Deflar, though and grabs him from behind and nails a belly to back suplex. Deflar holds the back of his head and Clay grins as he rolls him over and goes for the cover. One……..Two….! Deflar tosses Clay off of him and sits up, looking pissed. Clay kicks him repeatedly as he gets up, then rushes into the ropes and nails a forearm smash to his head. Deflar stumbles and Clay goes to whip him into a corner. Deflar reverses and sends Clay into it instead, though Clay prevents himself from hitting it and charges back at Deflar to cheers. Deflar goes for a clothesline and Clay ducks it. Deflar turns toward him and Clay nails shot after shot to his skull before he knees Deflar in the gut and sends him stumbling back into a corner in a doubled up state. Clay smirks as he eyes Deflar in his prone state and then charges in after him.

SP: Clay seems to have something in mind here judging by that shitty grin he had on…..

AS: Deflar has something in mind too, it’s called killing Clay…….

As Clay charges in, Deflar steps out of the corner and places both hands around Clay’s neck. The Guido screams as Deflar lifts him off of his feet and then falls into the mat with a choke bomb! He stays on him for the cover! One…….Two………Three!

SP: The Dragon’s Wrath! He just planted him with it!

AS: Goodnight, DJ. Someone is gonna have to get a spatula and pry him off the mat.

TL: Here is your winner, DEFLAR LINOS!

[Simon]

Meltdown #7

Paige comes in and lays in some boots to Johnny. She pulls him to his feet and nails a snap suplex on him. She gets up and when he starts to get up, rains some stiff kicks down onto him. Johnny holds his chest in pain for a few moments, then tries to get up again as she kicks him. She grabs him when he gets up and whips him into the ropes. She goes for a back body drop on him, but he lands on his feet, turns her around and goes for a super kick. She ducks, spins him around and rockets him into the opposite side of the ring. Jared tags in as she does so. She nails a dropkick to Johnny that seems to knock him out. Just as she gets up, Jared catches her from behind and pulls her into the I-35 Drive! He hooks a leg! One………Two……….Three!

SP: MY GOD! THE REVOLUTION DID IT! THEY DID IT! THEY JUST MADE HISTORY!

TL: Here are your winners and NEW RoP Tag Team Champions, THE REVOLUTION!

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Meltdown #9


We see Shadow and Paige grabbing their titles, as they watch the last replay close. Noticing the camera Shadow turns to it.

Shadow- “So it begins. The road to Out for Blood and our Tag Team Titles. Tonight is just a sample of the carnage that will be awaiting The Revolution. Not too long ago, you two took something that was not meant for you. Now what happens tonight to Mojo and Eric is not only a preview for you, but a direct result of your actions. So keep that in mind when you and the rest of RoP witness what happens to these two cretins.”

Shadow and Paige walk off. The camera watches their backs for a moment and then fades out.

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Shadow pulls Cobretti up and goes for a snap suplex, but Cobretti falls behind him and turns Shadow around. He nails a jaw breaker on him that sends Shadow stumbling back and then he goes to tag in Mojo. Shadow gets into his corner and allows Paige to tag in before Cobretti makes it to the corner. Paige grabs Eric and turns him around to nail a few shots to his face. She whips him into the ropes and telegraphs a back body drop. Cobretti kicks her in the jaw and sends her back, but before he can do anything, Shadow charges out of his corner and clips him in the knee as Paige quickly regains her composure and charges with a dropkick to complete the High-Low. She gets down and covers Cobretti as Shadow charges and knocks Mojo off the apron. One…….Two………Three!

TL: Here are your winners, THE CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT!

SP: Talk about dominance, Artie. Mojo didn’t even get into the match!

AS: Yeah, what a display from Shadow and Paige, but keep in mind……..The Revolution has a match later tonight. Will they have the same success in theirs or will they get overcome by Deas and Ironfist?

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Johnny comes in and nails a leg lariat on Ironfist. He waits for Ironfist to get back up before he charges and nails another. When Ironfist gets back up, he nails a Japanese arm drag. When Ironfist gets back up, Holliday kicks him in the gut and nails a Happy Holliday on him, just as Deas gets into the ring! Deas charges in after him, but Jared comes from out of nowhere with a heel kick that sends him down as Johnny gets the pin. One…….Two……..Three!

TL: Here are your winners, Johnny Holliday and Jared James, THE REVOLUTION!

SP: The Revolution pick up the win out of nowhere and you have to imagine that Paige and Shadow were watching that match closely!

AS: Both teams picked up wins here tonight and going into the supershow in two weeks, you got to imagine that both have the momentum that they may need.

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The Revolution are still standing in the ring after their match with Accident and Emergency, when “Evolution” begins to play over the P.A. system. The Children of the Night walk out with Kendo sticks in hand. They stop and Paige raises a mic.

Paige- “So after the beating you two caused us to administer earlier, we have decided to continue the brutality....now.”

Then she hands the mic to Shadow.

Shadow- “There is an old saying about being careful of what you ask for. You wanted someone to take an initiative with you two amoeba, and now we will take more than just that. Now we will take your health and at Out for Blood, we will take our titles.”

Shadow drops the mic and him and Paige start for the ring. Security bursts out from the back, immediately getting between The Children of the Night and the ring. Shadow cracks one of them in the face with the Kendo stick, as they start to advance further, while The Revolution wait in the ring waving them on. Then, more security come out and start to face The Revolution as well, to make sure the two teams stay apart, as the crowd boos and chants “Let them fight” over and over. Finally Shadow and Paige stop and after a few moments of the two teams staring at each other, The Children of the Night leave back through the curtain.



TL: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the RoP Tag Team Championships! Introducing first, the challengers. At a combined weight of Four Hundred and Eight pounds. The team of 'The Psycothic Enigma' Shadow and Paige, THE CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT!

"Evolution" comes across the P.A. system and Shadow and Paige walk out to the stage and stop. They look over the crowd and start to head down to the ring. They climb into the ring and walk over to their corner. Paige drops her title in the corner, as Shadow slumps down into the corner, while they await their opponents.

SP: Shadow and Paige have had a shot at their opponents already for the titles, but they lost that chance. This could be their last real opportunity at the gold.

AS: They need to make the most of it then!

TL: And their opponents, the RoP Tag Team Champions. At a combined weight of Four Hundred and Four pounds. The team of Johnny Holliday and Jared James, THE REVOLUTION!

"Sink Into Me" starts up and out walks Jared James and Johnny Holliday, their belts around their waists, as they pose to cheers from the crowd. They continue to hype up the crowd, giving high fives and kissing babies, until they finally enter the ring. From there, they go to opposing corners and each raise their title up into the air for a pop from the crowd. After that, they each do a back flip from their respective corners as the crowd continues to cheer. As both men land they, they get jumped from behind by the Children of the Night!

SP: My god, Shadow and Paige are wasting little time and this tag title match is underway!

AS: The Revolution are the first tag team champions here in RoP history and I think that The Children of the Night are jealous, they think that they should have been the ones holding the gold.

Shadow and Paige waste little time, taking advantage of the jump, beating both Holliday and James to the mat, before they each pick up a tag belt and raise it high to jeers from the crowd. They hand the belts to the ref, and then huddle for a second in the center of the ring. After a moment they turn towards Jared James, drag him to his feet and double suplex him down! Holliday staggers up, and turns around into a double clothesline. Holliday is then dragged up, grabbed by the back of the head, and tossed from the ring! The Children of the Night then lift James up, and drop him right back down with a Double DDT! The referee demands that one of them go back to the corner, but they simply pie-face him down!

SP: The referee is trying to get order and I can't blame him.

AS: Yeah, but it's failing miserably.

Shadow and Paige drag Jared James back up again, and they push him back into the corner. Shadow then whips Paige out and throws her back at Jared James full force with a splash! Jared slowly starts to stagger out of the corner, and with a nod, The Children of the Night bounce off the opposite ropes, and hit Jared with a High and Low! They barely pause getting up and calling for the Straight to Hell! Shadow drags Jared James up, and hooks him up for the wheelbarrow suplex. Shadow lifts him up, and Paige gets drilled from behind with the Happy Hollidays! Shadow's face shows shock, and James uses the chance to roll forward and reverse the wheelbarrow into a rollup! ONE....TWO...TH-NO!

SP: Happy Hollidays on Paige and Shadow just managed to kick out of that roll up from Jared.

AS: This is breaking down, Stu......it's getting crazy!

Shadow scrambles to his feet, and he's instantly lifted onto Johnny Hollidays shoulders! Holliday holds the struggling Shadow in place and calls for the New Holliday, but Jared stops him, and Johnny smirks. Johnny walks him back into place, then throws him over, knees him in the face for the New Holliday, and Jared hits The Dagger before he can fall! The Revolution then turn and look at Paige who is slowly climbing up the ropes and smile. They drag Paige to the corner, and hit her with the Sink Into Me! Jared James keeps Shadow at bay, and Holliday covers Paige for the ONE....TWO.....THREE! And the Revolution retain!

SP: They did it, Jared and Johnny retained!

TL: And STILL RoP Tag Team Champions, The Revolution!



Meltdown #7

Boggs pulls Steve up and whips him shoulder first into the corner, causing him to collide with the ringpost. Boggs pulls Hancock up and whips him across the ring and catches him with a clothesline. He goes to get up and Steve rushes out of the corner and nails a step up kick to the side of Finn’s head. Boggs rolls over toward the ropes and gets up. Steve comes at him and Boggs goes to back body drop him over the ropes. Steve hangs on to the top rope though and refuses to go over, keeping himself on Boggs’ shoulders. Boggs manages to pull him off the ropes after a war of pull from the two. He plants Steve with an Alabama slam. As Boggs gets down to cover him, Hancock comes behind him and locks in a full nelson suplex on him. Boggs is folded up for the moment and Hancock pulls Steve up to his feet. He pulls him over near the motionless Boggs, then lifts him up and plants him down on top of Boggs with his trademarked Detonator! He hooks Steve’s leg as he rolls off of Boggs and makes the cover. One………Two……..Three!

SP: He did it, Hancock got the win and he’s got himself a title match against Ace Andrews in his future!

TL: Here is your winner, ERIC HANCOCK!

AS: It wasn’t pretty, but he got the win! He showed us just how suddenly he can end it and if I’m Ace, I’d be trying to figure this guy out already!

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Meltdown #8

Johnny comes in and clotheslines Paige over the top rope to the arena floor and goes with her. Jared gets up and Eric tags himself in. He comes into the ring and picks up Shadow. He whips him into the ropes and catches him with The Detonator, but Ace has tagged himself in! He gets into the ring and when Eric turns around, he catches him with The Flop and gets down to pin him! One………Two……….Three!

TL: Here are your winners, THE CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT AND ACE ANDREWS!

SP: He did it, Ace won it for his team! He tagged in when Shadow hit the ropes and I don’t think Eric saw it!

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The scene fades in on the backstage corridors of the RoP arena, where Eric Hancock can be seen strolling, a duffel bag over one shoulder. Hancock goes to turn a corner, but finds himself face-to-face with the RoP Texas Television Champion, Ace Andrews! Ace simply smirks as he stares at Eric, who looks at Ace for a few moments before putting his duffel bag down.

Eric: “What do you want, Ace?”

Ace: “I just came to talk Eric. I was hoping after I beat you earlier, you might have seen sense and realised just how much better I am then you. I mean, if I can beat you that easily when you have backup, just imagine how embarrassed you’ll be when you face me one-on-one. Why don’t you do the smart thing and just walk away now? I promise, if you do, I’ll let you keep walking.”

Eric chuckles and shakes his head.

Eric: “Smart thing? The smart thing is to finally shut your mouth once and for all. And I plan on doing that very very soon. And when I do, I’ll take your title as well.”

Ace shrugs and reaches into his pocket, pulling out a thick wad of notes. Eric’s eyes widen and Ace smiles as he starts to flick through the notes, counting them with an absent look on his face. Eric stares at the money for a few moments and then gets an angry stare and glares at Ace.

Eric: “What? You going to bribe me now? You really think I’d take your money?”

Ace: ‘Nope. It’s not for you. It’s for him.”

Ace looks up and past Eric’s shoulder. Eric pauses, contemplating what Ace meant, but just as he figures it out Ace’s bodyguard, the giant Levinator, clotheslines him from behind! Lev stomps on Eric a little, and then drags him to his feet, grabs him by the back of the neck, and tosses him into the wall opposite. Levinator continues to stomp into Eric as Ace finally finishes flipping through his money, strolling over and handing a wad to Lev. Ace stomps Eric a couple of times, but Eric starts to fight back, and manages to get to his knees, his hands gripping Ace’s shirt, when Lev axe-handles his back. Lev lifts Hancock over his shoulder and then tosses him like a dart into a nearby wall. Ace meanwhile looks down at his shirt and then over to Lev.

Ace: “Dammit Lev. This is a $3000 shirt. He almost ruined it!”

Lev simply turns and shrugs, but the momentary distraction seems to be enough, as Hancock hits Lev low! Hancock starts throwing everything he has at Lev, trying to get the big man down, and after a massive kick to his right knee, Lev staggers down to one knee, but that merely gives Ace a chance to use Lev as a springboard, as he races over and slams Eric in the head with his title belt! Eric goes down, busted open and Ace continues to stomp on him some more as Lev gets up and shakes the cobwebs out. Lev starts stomping on Eric too, while Ace rips of his tie, drops down, and starts choking Eric out with it!

Ace: ‘Just stay down! Stay down you dumb fuck!”

Ace pulls tighter on the tie, while Lev grabs Hancock’s right leg, slips it behind his neck, and stands up stretching it around his neck in a Stretch Muffler as Lev pulls hard on it, while Ace continues choking Hancock with his tie.

Ace: “You won’t beat me! So stay away! You think your better then me? Huh? Huh? I’ll show you whose better! Bring him, Lev!”

Ace lets go of Hancock, allowing Lev to stretch the leg a little more, then let go, and throw Eric over a shoulder. Lev starts following Ace down the corridor, while Ace occasionally turns around and smacks Eric, and talks trash. Finally they reach a vending machine, and Ace tells Lev to let him go. Ace kneels down, next to Hancock, getting a handful of his hair and slamming him in the face with some hard rights, before Ace yanks back on his now bloodied back hair and snarls.

Ace: “You ready to give up? You ready to just walk away while you still CAN walk away?”

Eric takes a deep breath, looks up into Ace’s face, and then spits in his face!

Eric: “Fuck….you.”

Ace glares at Hancock and then slowly shakes his head.

Ace: “No Eric. Fuck you. Do it Lev.”

Ace stands back up, and Lev reaches down to grab Eric, who throws a couple of feeble punches at him, but Lev simply goozles him with his left hand, yanks him up the wall, holds him in place and smacks him twice in the face! With a snarl, Lev throws the now unmoving Eric over his shoulders, and steps closer to the vending machine. Pausing slightly, he glances at Ace who nods.

Ace: ‘Do it.”

Lev braces, and then throws Eric up, around, and swings his right leg into the vending machine with the SRI! Lev drops Hancock who is now screaming and clutching at his leg, and Ace steps closer and smiles as he kneels down, holding his title belt just an inch away from Hancock’s face.

Ace: ‘Was it worth it, Eric? Was messing with me worth never walking again? Do the smart thing, and stay away. Because if you come back, next time I won’t have Lev swing you into the vending machine. Next time, I’ll have Lev swing the vending machine into you.”

Ace stands up and starts to walk off, slipping his title onto his shoulder as he does. After he’s taken a few steps he smirks and then walks back to Eric, who is still clutching at his leg. Ace reaches into his pocket and pulls out a simple Ace of Clubs, dropping it on Hancock’s chest.

Ace: ‘You just got Aced…bitch.”

Ace and Lev then walk off, Ace whistling a nice tune, as we fade out on a final shot of the bloodied Eric still clutching at his knee.

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Meltdown #9



Ace Andrews collects his RoP Texas Television Championship belt as Levinator joins his fellow Syn City Syndicate member in the ring. The two turn to begin an assault on Lucas Sensation just as he rolls out the ring and escapes safely through the crowd. Ace and Lucas shout back and forth at each other until “Invincible” ends the verbal joust and Ace snaps his head around toward the entrance area, before cautiously taking a step behind Lev.

SP: Eric Hancock? I didn't expect to see him tonight. I'll be shocked if he walks out here.

AS: He must be here to officially pull out of his future match with Andrews and retire from Ring of Pride forever.

After a few moments, Eric Hancock emerges from behind the curtain, sporting a new Ring of Pride t-shirt, a visible limp, and a bulky knee brace on his right leg noticeable through his blue jeans. Back in the ring, a big grin crosses Ace’s face as he confidently struts back in front of his bodyguard. Hancock’s scowl intensifies as Andrews mocks his injury, hobbling across the ring with an evil laugh.
Hancock brings a microphone to his mouth as Andrews flips his belt over his shoulder and leans on the ropes facing Hancock, still sneering.

Eric: You know, Ace, when I decided that I wanted to entered the professional wrestling ring, I knew that I was entering a world filled of underhanded bastards and soulless assholes. I knew that those people would be willing to do anything to gain an edge on a week to week basis. But what I didn’t know… is how fired up those pieces of shit would make me!

The crowd roars with approval as Ace rolls his eyes with a yawn. Levinator presents Ace with a mic of his own and respond.

Ace: Are you done, Hancock? Because I’ll gladly call you a WHAA –mbulance if you’re finished crying…

Ace pantomimes wipes tears from his eyes.

Ace: Actually, why don’t you limp on down here, and we’ll give you another ambulance trip.

Ace lowers the rope and motions for Hancock to walk down the aisle and join him in the ring.

Eric: Yeah… you’d like that, wouldn’t you? Just another of example of how dominate Mr. Ace Andrews is, right? Dominant as long as you have help, that is.

Ace scoffs.

Eric: Tell me, Ace. When was the last thing that you did to be proud about? Hell, according to you, the person you beat for that title wasn’t worth a damn. Since then, you’ve surrounded yourself with stronger, smarter, and more talented allies, but have you done anything on your own recently?

The crowd responds with for Hancock: a resounding “NO!”

Eric: I mean, does anyone here that Ace Andrews deserves to be holding a Ring of Pride championship?

Again, the crowd answers, in unison, with a “HELL NO!”

Ace: Who gives a damn what you people think? What makes you inbred rednecks think anyone actually wants your opinion? Why don’t you go back to your trailers, screw your cousins, and shut your dirty cock-sucking mouths. If I wanted an opinion on wrestling, I’d be a better bet to ask my bookie, then you dumbasses. Have you even learnt the alphabet yet?

Eric: Yeah, you’re right, Ace. What do Texans know about professional wrestling? Michaels, Austin, Rhodes, Guerrero… chumps.

Hancock shrugs and dismisses Andrews’ ignorance. He then puts up an index finger, exaggerating the fact that he has “just” come up with an idea.

Eric: Ace, I’ve just had an epiphany; a way for you to prove to the entire RoP audience that you has highly skilled as you claim to be.

Ace: Prove? You want ME to prove something? Take a better look at me Hancock. I’m the Texas TV Champion. I’m the Number One Ranked Wrestler in RoP. What in the blazes can you possibly think I need to ‘prove’?

Hancock shakes his head and snaps his fingers in disappointment.

Eric: I should’ve known. I figured you’d be too afraid to hear my wager.

Hancock turns to leave, but in the ring, Andrews looks at Lev and raises an eyebrow. After a moment Ace raises his own microphone.

Ace: Hold on their Hancock. I’m afraid of NO gamble. What have you got in mind?

Eric: It’s time you stepped out of your comfort zone, Ace. It’s time that you left every single one of your buddies in the back. If you want to prove to everyone just how big, bad and tough you are, Andrews… when you put that TV title on the line against me… you’ll do it in my version of the Lion’s Den… A Bomb Shelter Match!

Ace Andrews fights the urges to let his jaw drop and remains composed inside the ring as Hancock explains the specifics.

Eric: Ten sides of steel cage fencing, no ropes, no turnbuckles, no rules. The first person to score either a knockout or submission leaves the Shelter with the RoP TEXAS Television Championship!!

Spittle flies off the lips of a passionate Eric Hancock. Ace Andrews angrily paces across the ring, fuming. He kicks the bottom rope and fires back.

Ace: So, you want me to step into your world huh? You want me to put MY title on the line, in your own match? You know Hancock, I’ve got nothing to prove. Not to you. Not to these cousin screwing rednecks. Not to RoP. But, I’m also a gambling man, and everyone knows it. So you want me to face you on your turf, I might just get better odds, and actually make some money when I makle you tap like a punk! You want me in the Bomb Shelter? Careful what you wish for CAUSE YOU JUST GOT IT!!

The crowd explodes as Ace glares out at Hancock who is now openingly smiling. Ace slips the belt from his shoulder and then holds it high up, as he raises the mike again.

Ace: Take a good look Hancock. Take a good long look. Because the only way you’ll see this title, is when I’m holding it. I showed you last week Hancock, your not inmy league. And this time, when I make you tap in your own match, you’ll realise just how much better then you, I truly am. Cage, ring, street… it doesn’t matter. YOU’RE GONNA GET ACED, BITCH!

Eric: Yeah?! And you’re gonna get you’re Ace KICKED!

“Invincible” hits and the two recent rivals silently stare each other down as the crowd murmurs with excitement as they take in the announcement of a Ring of Pride first.

SP: Wow. What a heated exchange between these two. Ace has clearly lit a fire under the MMA convert.

AS: Whatever that Bomb Shelter match is, Andrews is gonna snuff that fire out inside that cage when these guys meet.

[Simon]

TL: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a Bomb Shelter match. All strikes and gouges are legal. The cage can also be used as a weapon. There are no rounds and no time limit. There are NO pinfalls. Escaping the cage at any point will result in a disqualification. The only way to win is by knockout, submission or referee stoppage. The winner of the match will be the RoP Texas Television Champion! Introducing the challenger……

“Invincible” hits over the arena PA and Eric Hancock steps out into the arena followed shortly by his coach, Hank Fitzgerald, and a small team of trainers. Hancock wears a hoodie pulled over his head as he slowly paces to the ring, loosening up along the way. At ringside, Hancock receives a few final words of encouragement and advice from his trainers and coach and removes his sweatshirt, handing it off to the trainers before they head to the back. After his final prep, Hancock slides into the ring and bounces the ropes, getting a feeling for his environment. Eric Hancock settles into his corner and awaits the start of the match.

TL; Being accompanied to the ring by “Coack” Hank Fitzgerald……”The H-Bomb” Eric Hancock!

SP: Hancock won a match to get this title shot and has been at odds with Ace ever since.

AS: Yeah and this match was his doing, it’s right up his alley and to his strengths. If he’s ever gonna hold gold, it’s now.

TL: And now his opponent………..

The entire arena goes to black, and the titan tron flickers into life with some static. As the static starts getting clear it starts to show four Ace cards between flashes of static. After a few seconds the static leaves to have just an image of the Four Ace ards. After a few seconds the Ace cards turn sideways and fly towards the camera and the text 'YOU'RE GONNA GET ACED!' flashes on and off, going faster and faster until finally some pyro explodes and the PA System kicks in.

Rollin' the dice
Never thinkin' twice

'Blackjack' by Airbourne keeps playing over the PA System, as from the back out struts Ace Andrews, his Texas TV Title strapped around his waist. Ace poses as he stops at the top of the ramp, stretching his arms wide with a smirk. He then pats the belt with one hand, his face in a wide smirk. Ace then struts down the ramp, and when he reaches the ring, he hops up onto the apron. Ace looks in the ring at Lucas, and then climbs the turnbuckle from the outside, and raises a hand to shield his eyes as he looks around the crowd. After a few moments, Ace slips his singlet off and then hops from the outside turnbuckle into the ring. He unstraps his belt sauntering over to the opposite corner and raising his title high.

TL: From Las Vegas, Nevada……he is a member of the Syn City Syndicate and the reigning and defending Texas Television Champion, Ace Andrews!

SP: A damn cheat is what this man is. He don’t want any real competition put in front of him, I’m sure that’s why he attacked Eric several Meltdowns ago as well.

AS: Yeah well Eric is getting his shot, Ace didn’t stop it and it’s in Eric’s yard too!

The bell rings and Eric and Ace circle one another as the fans go crazy and cheer them on. Eric goes to jab Ace a few times, but don’t hit anything big. Ace goes to kick him several times, but Hancock gets down and lifts Ace up and brings him down with a double leg takedown. Ace nails some closed handed shots to the side of Eric’s skull as he tries to mount him, but Eric gets past half guard and then gets full. He rains down some elbows onto Ace as the fans get firmly behind him. Ace reaches out and grabs the cage and tries to slide himself over to it as Eric continues to rain down some elbows on him. Ace can’t reach it, but Eric seems to shift himself on top of him and goes for an armbar submission. Ace refuses to get rolled over into it and rains some punches into Eric’s side and actually digs his nails into his flesh and even tries to grab some of Hancock’s curly hair and pull it. Hancock seemingly gives up on any hopes of locking the armbar in, gets up and nails some kicks to Ace’s jaw as the champ gets up. We see that Ace is bleeding from his nose and mouth.

SP: Andrews is bleeding, I got to believe that those shots definitely worked on him when Eric had him mounted.

AS: Yeah but he managed to block that armbar that Eric attempted. Got to give him that much.

Eric goes for a crescent kick, but Ace dodges it and brings some rights and then a left into Eric’s face. The challenger goes stumbling back and into the cage. Ace stays right on him and locks in a front facelock before he brings Eric down with a cradled DDT into the mat. He keeps the facelock applied and puts as much pressure on it as he can. The ref keeps checking on Hancock to see if he’s tapping but he isn’t. The fans start a “let’s go Eric” chant to get behind him as he nails a few shots to Ace’s side. Finally, Eric manages to get his head free and slides it out of Ace’s grip and with a full guard, rains some left and right hand shots down onto the champion. This draws a pop from the crowd, but Ace quickly cowers back and crawls out from under Eric and over to the cage, where he tries to pull himself up.

SP: Ace is looking out of his element, but I guess that was to be expected, right? This is a match made from the mind of Eric after all.

AS: Ace is a good technician, but he’s also a high flier and fast paced worker. He can’t do much flips and flops inside of that cage.

Ace makes it to his feet and Eric comes at him, but Ace nails a spinning backfist to the jaw from out of nowhere that rocks Hancock. Eric stumbles back, but Ace reels him in with a front facelock again. Eric backs Ace up to the cage and occasionally nails some shots to Ace’s side as Ace rains down occasional blows to Hancock’s back. The fans boo at this rest hold of sorts, but Ace keeps it locked in and even raises a knee into Eric’s face several times. Finally, Ace moves away from the cage, instead spinning and putting Hancock ass first against it. Ace nails about six or so shots to Hancock’s back before he lets go. He backs up a few steps and with Hancock still doubled over, nails some really nasty kicks to his jaw that eventually sends him backward into the cage. He seems to be on spaghetti legs and Ace places his index finger and thumbs on both hands up, as if taking aim before he springs into action and goes for The Flop. Eric moves at the last second and Ace’s foot clangs harmlessly against the cage with a rattle.

SP: He went for The Flop and well, he got nothing but cage. Too bad his foot didn’t get stuck so Hancock could tee off on him.

AS: Hancock has had his way with Ace anyway……..this just isn’t Ace’s kind of ballgame.

Ace turns around and gets rocked as Hancock nails shot after shot at him. The blood is now pouring from Ace’s nose as Hancock nails several more shots at it with Ace putting up little to no defenses. Ace goes to swing a few times at Eric, but the H-Bomb gets his hands up and blocks them. Seeing that his offense at this point is futile, Ace walks along the cage and tries to get away from Eric. Despite know that getting out of the cage means a disqualifcation, he starts to climb the cage wall. Eric goes after him and grabs a hold of his shorts to pull Ace down. He locks in what looks like a sleeper at first, then he falls back and wraps his legs around Ace as he has a hold of him from behind. It seems like a rear naked choke variation and Ace seems to be fading. The referee checks on Ace to make sure he’s not tapping or unconscious. Ace rolls so that Eric has him more from the side than his back and he rears back to elbow Hancock several times. Ace rolls into Hancock and gets on top of him in a half guard now and rains down some shots on Hancock. He seems to have Eric reeling but then he gets up.

SP: What in the hell is Ace doing, why is he getting up? He had Hancock in a good spot, is he an idiot? Wait, we know the answer to that……….

AS: He’s got something planned, I think.

Ace is laying in wait for Hancock to get up and when he does, Ace goes for the Triple 7s, but Hancock shoves him into the cage wall. Ace stumbles away from the cage and walks right into a huge right hand shot from Hancock. Ace falls to a knee and Hancock gets in front of him and goes to lock in a leg scissors choke from the looks of it. Ace manages to fall back out of it though and crawls over to the cage to pull himself up. Hancock turns around and goes to pursue him, but Ace reaches up to gouge him in the eyes. Hancock stumbles back and swings wildly in the air, thinking that maybe Ace would come at him. Ace sizes up Eric for several seconds and as Eric seems to let his guard down for a moment, Ace springs into action and nails The Flop! Eric collapses onto the mat and his jaw seems to open as he looks glossy eyed. The referee checks on him real quickly and then shakes his head before calling for the bell.

SP: What in the hell? Did Ace win? Did he really just win?

AS: I believe so, Stu….here’s the official announcement……

TL: The winner of the match and STILL Texas Television Champion, ACE ANDREWS!



“Raise Up” plays as Terry Marvin comes from the backstage area to boos from the crowd. He has a smirk on his face and swats at a few of the fans as he walks down the aisle and to the ring. He slides in and the fans boo as he gets on the middle rope and poses briefly.

SP: Terry Marvin is basically Simon’s hand picked Southwestern Heavyweight Champion. This is his first shot at the title and the way things have gone, it seems like things may not have gone the Syn City Syndicate’s way coming into this match.

AS: Not at all, they helped Dillon win the title thinking it would be easy pickings for Marvin but McIntyre had his rematch clause and he’s using it.

“Evil Angel” plays now as Alexander McIntyre walks out from the back to a mixed reaction. He seems focused as he walks down to the ring and slides in, gazing at Marvin.

SP: Alexander McIntyre beat Ronin to become the second ever Southwestern Heavyweight Champion, but he got screwed when Marvin, Ace and Simon aligned and helped Dillon win the title. This is a chance for revenge for him.

AS: Yeah, but can he take advantage of it?

“U Can’t Touch This” plays and the fans boo as Dillon D’Angelo walks out from the back with the Southwestern Heavyweight title around his waist. He grins rather arrogantly as he walks down the aisle and to the ring. He climbs in cautiously as Traci moves to the middle of the ring.

TL: The following contest is a three way dance for the Southwestern Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first, the challengers…….first…….from Las Vegas, Nevada and representing the Syn City Syndicate……”The Real Show” Terry Marvin!

The fans boo and one even throws toilet paper at Marvin as he hops on the middle rope and grins cockily at the fans.

TL: The other challenger……he is a former Southwestern Heavyweight Champion……”Your True King” Alexander McIntyre!

The fans throw some streamers McIntytre’s way as he don’t even raise a hand or anything, but rather glares at Terry and Dillon.

TL: And their opponent, he is the reigning and defending Southwestern Heavyweight Champion…….”Deadly” Dillon D’Angelo!

Dillon raises both of his hands in the air with his title in them and the fans boo, causing him to seem rather pissed and start yelling that he’s the greatest at them.

SP: Well folks, this clash has been building for some time and it’s about to get under way…….

AS: Marvin has beaten both Dillon and McIntyre, McIntyre has lost to both of these guys in the past and Dillon? No other Southwestern Heavyweight Champion before has successfully defended their title. He could be the first.

The bell rings and the fans are buzzing as all three men circle each other, then Terry jumps at McIntyre and starts to hammer away on him as he gets him backed into a corner quickly. He nails some chops to McIntyre’s chest and then nails some elbow shots to McIntyre’s jaw as Dillon kind of stands back with a smirk. Marvin pulls McIntyre out of the corner and nails a snap suplex on him that causes McIntyre to roll over to the side of the ring, holding his back. McIntyre gets up with a smirk, but Dillon grabs him from behind and throws him aside as he rushes toward McIntyre and goes to pin him. One……! Marvin breaks it up! He pulls Dillon up and yells at him before he slaps him and shoves him back. He gets down and pins McIntyre himself. One……..! Dillon kicks Marvin to break it up! He pulls Marvin up and then chucks him over the ropes to the arena floor before he goes to get down and cover McIntyre again, who pops up and rolls Dillon up instead. One……Two! Dillon kicks out!

SP: Some fast covers there and the thing you got to realize is that whoever gets pinned now is just eliminated, the match will go on.

AS: I think that Dillon and Marvin just didn’t want each other to get momentum from pinning McIntyre. It may prove to be a mistake on their parts………

McIntyre gets up and when Dillon makes it up, snap suplexes him over. He kicks Dillon before he can even get up and then rains some stomps down on him. Marvin slides into the ring and from behind, lies in wait behind McIntyre. When Alexander turns around, Marvin pokes him in the eye, then fireman carries him over and onto the mat. McIntyre is in a sitting position and Marvin tees off on him with a few kicks to the back, then he adjusts his position and nails a stiff kick to the chest. McIntyre falls back and Marvin smirks. He looks up, just as Dillon springs off the ropes. Terry catches him with an arm drag. As Dillon gets up, Terry goes for a belly to belly suplex. Dillon head butts him and Terry stumbles back. He shakes his head, then charges at Dillon, but gets drop toe hold for his trouble. Dillon gets up and yells “that’s why I’m the greatest” down at Terry, but he turns and gets a dropkick from McIntyre. Dillon stumbles against the ropes and falls to the outside of the ring. The fans start to roar with approval as Terry Marvin crawls over to the corner and gets up. McIntyre gets his pads ready and charges in, looking for a Hail to the King. Marvin manages to get out of the corner and McIntyre’s knees harmlessly hit the turnbuckle pad. He lands on his feet and turns, but Terry boots him in the gut and then catches him with a Whiplash. He rolls him over and hooks a leg. One……….Two……….Three!

TL: Alexander McIntyre is eliminated!

SP: Holy crap, McIntyre is gone! Either Terry Marvin or Dildo is going to be walking out of here with the gold!

AS: Wow, the match hasn’t even been going on for ten minutes and McIntyre is gone! That’s something of an upset!

Terry smirks down at McIntyre as he kicks him out of the ring. He waves bye-bye at him and taunts him much to the dismay of the crowd before he turns around and gets a dropkick to the jaw from Dillon that actually draws some cheers from the fans and causes Marvin to tumble through the ropes to the outside of the ring. Dillon climbs out to the apron and waits for Terry to get to his feet before he charges and nails a running cross body to the floor on him. Both men tumble, but Dillon gets up first and pulls Terry to his feet. He grabs him by the arm and then whips him as hard as he can into the ring steps, causing a loud clang to be heard as he connects with it.

SP: Dildo is really taking it to Marvin and I never though I’d say this, but good! Marvin and his lot deserves every bit of what they can get for what they’ve been doing.

AS: Indeed, but you got to wonder if Ace, Lev or even Simon will rear their heads here and help Terry out.

Dillon smirks arrogantly as he lifts Terry up and rolls him into the ring. He crawls in after him and then hooks a leg on him. One…….Two…! Terry kicks out. Dillon glares at the referee and then yells at him to count again as he gets down on Marvin again. One………Two! Marvin kicks out. Dillon seems to be distraught, but kicks repeatedly at Marvin. Terry gets to his hands and knees and goes to get up to his feet, but Dillon chop blocks him from behind. Terry stumbles forward and grabs the ropes to keep himself up. He turns and Dillon charges, looking for a clothesline but Terry ducks. Dillon turns around and Terry grabs him and out of nowhere nails a side effect. Dillon bounces off the mat and seems to be dazed as he tries to get up.

SP: Damn! That one move, that one side effect may have just changed the complexion of this match.

AS: It happens, Stu. Terry needed an opening, saw it and took it. It’s as simple as that.

Dillon gets to his hands and knees, then falls back down to the mat in a flopping manner and beats his foot against the mat. Terry gets up slowly and limps over to the corner. When Dillon starts to get up, Terry rushes out as best as he can and catches Dillon with a knee to the jaw that echoes through the arena. Dillon stumbles back against the ropes and comes back at him and Terry grabs him to nail a bulldog. Dillon is rather motionless on the mat as Terry gets up and then goes into the corner and starts to climb to the top rope. Dillon sits up and gets to his feet, nearly tripping over himself as he rushes into the corner and climbs onto the middle rope, nailing shot after shot to the jaw of Terry and even nailing an uppercut to him. Terry teeters on the top rope and Dillon climbs to the top rope and lifts Terry up. He seems to be going for a superplex on him, but at the last possible second, Terry crouches down and nails a shot to Dillon’s midsection that seems like it’s just above his belt area. Terry shoves him back and off the top rope and into the mat. He’s sprawled out and Terry stands up, looking down at him for several moments before he leaps off and brings a leg drop down across the throat of the champion. The fans boo as Terry crawls on top of Dillon and hooks both of his legs. One……….Two……….!

SP: Dillon kicked out! Dillon kicked out and after that exchange, I’m not sure that Terry knows what to do.

AS: Hell, I don’t! Who would have expected Dillon to kick out of something like that, Stu? Would you?

Terry pulls Dillon up, but Dillon nails some chops to his chest that echo through the arena, then he gets down on a knee and nails a nasty uppercut to Terry that sends him stumbling back. Terry wobbles and ends up staggering forward right into a drop toe hold from Dillon. Dillon rolls Marvin over and quickly applies a figure four leglock to him. Terry screams and places both hands on his head as he’s in a world of pain. He reaches out for the bottom rope, but it’s too far away from him. Terry writhes up and down on the mat before he finally manages to slowly roll over and reverse the pain of the hold to Dillon. Dillon screams and his eyes get as wide as golf balls as he quickly reaches down and manages to get out of the lock. He crawls away and starts to get up as Terry crawls over to the ropes and pulls himself up. Dillon walks overt to him and nails a European uppercut before he pulls him in and nails his snap suplex, vertical suplex and brain buster combination known as Dillon’s Deadly Drop. He floats over and hooks the leg on Marvin. One……..Two…………..NO!

SP: Terry just got his shoulder up and my god……..that was three just vicious suplex variations back to back to back. That’s something that not everyone could kick out of.

AS: Agreed, Stu. Agreed. Say what you want about Marvin, but the man is a hell of an athlete and a great competitor…..

Dillon seems to be in disbelief as he gets up and walks over to a corner as Marvin is still down. He climbs toward the top and seems to be looking for D’Angelo’s Devastating Descent. Marvin crawls to his feet and rushes into the corner, grabbing Dillon from behind and nailing a huge German suplex from the middle rope on him. Dillon is folded up and Marvin crawls over to get on top of him. One……..Two……….NO! Dillon gets a shoulder up! Terry gets to his knees with his hands on his hips and pulls Dillon to his feet and gets him in position for another Whiplash, but Dillon reverses into a bridging suplex on Terry for a cover. One………Two……….NO! Terry kicks out and Dillon is pissed as he lifts up Terry and seems to be setting him up for another suplex. Terry reaches up and gouges Dillon in the eye, though. Dillon stumbles back and Terry catches him and nails a Northern lights suplex. One……….Two……….NO! Dillon kicks out!

SP: Talk about back and forth, Artie, these two are going to war and no matter what they seem to do, the other is kicking out!

AS: Yeah, but you got to wonder how much gas these guys have left. I mean, they hit their patented moves on one another and they both managed to kick out.

Terry sits up and shakes his head in frustration. He makes a motion to the back and Levinator starts stalking down the aisle way to boos as Terry smirks.

SP: Oh no, no, no, no, Dillon isn’t my favorite person on the roster but he don’t deserve this……..

AS: The numbers game is rearing it’s ugly here and I have a feeling this may have been planned all along if Dillon proved difficult to take down…….Stu, where are you going?

Lev reaches the ring, but Stu greets him with shot after shot. This causes Ace Andrews to come rushing down from the back to help out. The two brawl with Stu as Terry looks on from the ring. He turns around and gets rolled into a cradle from Dillon. One………Two………Three!

TL: Here is your winner and STILL Southwestern Heavyweight Champion, DILLON D’ANGELO!

AS: MY GOD! DILLON DID IT! HE’S JUST MADE HISTORY!

The brawl with Stu on the outside seems to cease as Lev slams Stu on the floor and Ace and the big rush into the ring just as Dillon leaves to check on Terry. Dillon smirks on the outside, holding his title up high as none of the Syndicate members seem too happy.

AS: Stu just prevented the biggest screw job ever by the Syndicate and just prevented the title from falling into their hands, but how about Dillon? He’s the first person to successfully defend that title ever……my god, what a night! Folks, we’ll see you in two weeks!