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Date Posted:02/07/2009 9:01 PMCopy HTML

PWT Presents Meltdown

May 28th, 2006

[ The warning about watching pay per view illegally flashes across the screen. Then we have a video kick up highlighting the last month in PWT. We're remined of Sean Hunter's rivalry with Georgia James.....CM's with MJ, his divorce from Rhya.....Flashbacks to Synergy injuring Travis an Bobby Johnson vowing vengance....Trip's an Avi's paths to this second round match....And finally we fade into the arena where fans are all waving their signs. A few of these are "Chaos is Jackable!", " PWT 4 Life", " Synergy Owns Your Soul", and finally: "We've Cena 'nuff!" and unlike at WWE events its not taken for being anti that jagoff. The shot eventually panning down to Bob Fecca and Eddie Styles at ringside.

[ The lights in the arena begin to flicker as Jamal Atkins music begins to play. The fan explode with booing. He then comes out flipping everyone off as he just walks down the ramp and gets into the ring.. Jamal Atkins flips off everyone and then goes and stands near the corner looking up towards the enterance ramp.

Fecca:
I’m excited. We get to start this PPV off with a KOPWT second round match, pitting PWT Legend, Hexus, verses BUD Legend, Jamal Atkins.

Styles:
The damn PPV hasn’t even got underway yet, and you’re already giving rival companies free publicity.

[ The arena lights dim, almost to the point of total darkness. Just as suddenly as the lights dim a red light replaces it, bathing the arena in crimson. "Martyr" by Fear Factory begins to filter through the PA system. Movement behind the guerrilla curtains takes precedence as they open, only for Alexei and Hexus to emerge in single file.

[ The spotlight follows both manager and wrestler as they make their way towards the ring. Alexei opts to circle around ringside whilst Hexus climbs up onto the ring apron. Hexus rests on bended knee for a moment as his well-trained eyes scan the crowd. He then enters the ring through the middle and top rope and heads for the far left turnbuckle, using the ropes for some last minute stretching as he awaits the arrival of his opponent.

[ The ref rings the bell, and both men come to the center of the ring and lock up. Hexus is able to kick Jamal in the gut, grab him by the arm, and Irish Whip him into the ropes. Jamal bounces off the ropes, and comes back towards Hexus. Hexus tries to give Jamal a Clothesline, but Jamal ducks up under his arm, and bounces off the other ropes, and comes back towards Hexus, and leaps into the air, but Hexus catches him, and gives him a Power Slam. He reaches down, and picks Jamal up by the neck, grabs him by the neck, and throws him into the corner. He runs forward, and tries to give Jamal a Body Splash, but Atkins slips out of the way, and Hexus gets a mouth full of ring posts. Jamal goes on the attack, by grabbing Hexus by the head, and ramming it into the ring post about a half dozen times before turning him around, and begin to hit him with Chest Chops. He finally grabs Hexus by his right arm, and goes to give him an Irish Whip, but Hexus plants his feet, stops him from doing it. He then takes Jamal down with a Clothesline, and starts to give him a few good stomps to the body for good measure.

Fecca:
This match has been going back and forth. The outcome of this one is still much in doubt.

Styles:
Well I wish that they would hurry up, I’m am ready to check out the Main Event.

Fecca:
There are more than a few more matches before we get to the Main Event, so just hold your horses,
and let the performers perform
.

Styles:
Well perform quickly, so we can get to the Main Event please.

[ Hexus picks Jamal up again, and gives him another Irish Whip into the ropes, and when he comes back, gives him a Belly to Belly Suplex. He bends down to pick Jamal up again, but staggers back, as Jamal surprises him with an Eye Poke. Jamal staggers to his feet, and charges forward, and downs Hexus with a Spear. Jamal takes a few steps back, and runs forward, leaps high into the air, and gives Hexus a Leg Drop. Jamal picks up Hexus leg, and slams it back down, and Hexus grabs his knee, and howls in pain.

Fecca:
It is known that Hexus does have a problem with his knee from a previous injury, and if Jamal can exploit that, then this match will be over very quick.

Styles:
Then by all means Atkins, exploit the damn knee please.

Fecca:
You are a sad, sad man.

Styles:
Piss off Fecca.

[ Jamal slams Hexus’s knee to the mat a few more times, then he puts Hexus in a Figure Four, and locks it in tight. He leans his body back some more, to add a little more pressure, and Hexus tries to get out of the move and can’t. He has no other choice but to tap out. The ref raises Jamls hand up in victory.

Sabrina:
and the winner of this match, Jamal Atkins!!!

Fecca:
Well there you have it Styles, Jamal took advantage of Hexus’s previous injury, and exploited it.

Styles:
Thank god. I was dreading the fact that this match was going to go on another minute. Now let’s get on to the next match.

Fecca:
Amethyst Jane verses Image Johnson, and the PWT Femme Fatale Championship is on the line next………….

[ Video highlights of Image and Amethyst start to play.

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Re:PWT Presents 'Meltdown' (5/28/06)

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PWT Presents Meltdown

May 28th, 2006

Sabrina: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the PWT Femme Fatale Championship!

[ Now before Image or Amethyst come on out, ‘The Wreckoning’ by Boomkat begins to blare over the pa system and out comes Erika Marie in her all white ring attire. She slowly saunters down the entrance ramp and walks around the ring and walks over to the commentary table, and sits down, putting on a headset.*

Bob Fecca: Well, ladies and gentlemen, it appears were going to have some guest commentary here tonight as we’ve been joined by the number one contender to the Femme Fatale Championship, Erika Marie. I expect you’re out here to scout the competition?

Erika Marie: No, I come do commentary all the time. Of course that’s why I’m out here, and if you don’t keep out of my ear, I’m going to break your spine.

Eddie Styles: Feisty! Just the way I like my divas.

[ Erika shoots a nasty look at Eddie and then The arena dips into darkness as a single red spotlight hits the top of the ramp, the crowd goes silent as all you can hear is "I...I will rip you in two...Shake shake shake boom I strike quickly being bold" The rest of "Pretty Piece Of Flesh" hits the PA as Amethyst walks out Azaria by her side, her hooded cloak is on, her face hidden from everyone.

Sabrina "And making her way to the ring, hailing from Atlanta Georgia and weighing in at 129 pounds being accompanied by Azaria Michaels, she is the gothic queen, Amethyst Jane!!!"

[ She walks slowly down the ramp with a purpose. She finally makes it to the steel stairs and begins climbing them before ducking between the second and third rope. Smirking she takes off her cloak handing it to Azaria she kisses her manager softly and waits for the match to start*

Fecca: Here is the championess, Amethyst, and if she retains tonight, her challenger is shooting bullets through her right now.

[ "Right Here", by Staind start to play over the PA system, and the arena lights go off, all except the one over the ring, and on the rampway. Pink laser lights dance all over the arena, and Image makes her way onto the ramp, followed by Bobby Johnson. She makes her way down the ramp, and halfway down, she starts to run forward and slides in under the ropes. Bobby follows behind her, and when he makes it to the front of the ring, he leaps up, on top of it, then grabs the ropes and leapfrogs over it. Image walks over to one corner and climbs the turnbuckle, and Bobby walks over to the opposite one and does the same. He flexes his muscles for the crowd and she points at her right bicep, as she flexes it. They both step jump down, and walk to the center of the ring. Bobby bends down and gives Image a kiss, and turns and walks over to the ropes and rolls out of the ring.*

Fecca: It seems Erika is showing a keen interest in Image as well during this match.

[ Erika looks over at Styles with a ‘Why does he talk?’ look and Styles shrugs his shoulders as the referee calls for the bell and the match gets underway. Both women move around the ring before locking up for the first time this evening. Image throws a quick knee to the midsection of Amethyst and she doubles over and Image brings her head under her arm for a DDT. Image gets back up and drops an elbow on Amethyst before Amethyst can get back up. Image brings Amethyst up to a sitting position and runs at the ropes.*

Fecca: Dropkick right to the head of Amethyst Jane!! Can Image capitalize?

Erika Marie: Of course she can, she’s Image Johnson, wife of Bobby, I know he’s taught her well.

[ Image drops over Amethyst for a cover after the beautiful dropkick, and the referee drops down for the count, 1.…2.kick out hard by Amethyst Jane. Image doesn’t get frustrated like most rookies would but she keeps on Amethyst as she brings her up to another locker position and puts Amethyst in a side headlock. Amethyst tries to get out of this as she throws elbows to the gut of Image which prompts Image to run forward for a modified running bulldog. Image gets up quickly and slowly walks over to the turnbuckle and climbs up top.*

Styles: I don’t think she should be going there this early in the match, it’s not wise, Amethyst might not be worn down enough.

Erika: I think you’re right Styles but Image has something in mind, and there she goes!

[ Image jumps off the turnbuckle, twisting in the air, looking for a Swanton bomb but as she gets close, Amethyst rolls out of the way, letting Image eat canvas. Both women are down, but Amethyst gets up before Image does and she kicks Image hard in the gut and then brings Image’s head between her legs, then brings her up, and then back down with a vile Powerbomb. Amethyst keeps it in for a pin, and the referee makes the count, 1.…2...kick out!*

Erika: Way to go Image, keep it up girl, win this match!

Fecca: Image doesn’t look too good after that Powerbomb, Erika, I’m worried for her.

Styles: Don’t let Bobby hear you say that.

[Amethyst Jane decides to inflict more pain upon Image as she brings her up, kicks her in her gut once more, which causes Image to double over, and Amethyst brings her head under the arm, and goes for and connects with Silent Screams. Amethyst looks at Azaria who’s outside of the ring and smiles at her, and signals that the end is here.*

Styles: Looks like she’s going to put away Image Johnson.

[Erika looks on grimly as Amethyst picks up Image and then snaps on Satanic Bliss, dropping down to the mat, and Image slowly fades away, and the referee goes to check on Image, as he raises up her arm once, and it drops. He raises it again, and it drops once more. He raises it for the third time, and it dro...NO! Image manages to get out and in an instant uses what energy was left to nail the Mirror Image superkick! One......Two.......Three!

Sabrina: The winner of this match, and new PWT Femme Fatale Champion, Image Johnson!!!!!

Fecca: Well, Amethyst Jane retains here tonight, but what is Erika Marie up to?

*It seems that Erika has decided to get involved post match, as she has Image's title belt in her hands and she slides into the ring with it, and when Amethyst gets up and turns to face her, title belt shot right to the face! Azaria comes into the ring, to help Amethyst while Bobby Johnson is outside tending to Image, but Erika steps in Azaria’s way and Azaria goes to hit Erika, when Erika hits her with a Chick Kick out of nowhere, sending Azaria to the mat. Erika turns back towards Amethyst Jane and she helps her up and kicks her in the gut, brings her head between her legs, lifts her over her body, and drops her with the Psycho Drop (Widow’s Peak) and then Erika taunts over Amethyst with the Femme Fatale Championship and then tosses it out to Image as she heads to the back and ‘The Wreckoning’ by Boomkat blares over the pa system and things cut to something.*

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PWT Presents Meltdown

May 28th, 2006

[ All of the lights in the arena die out, leaving the stadium in complete darkness. Across the PA system, ‘O Fortuna’ starts to play as a slight hissing sound can be heard. The pathway to the ring becomes overcast in smoke as white strobe lights start to flash around the arena. After approximately one minute and thirty five seconds, Ramirez appears amongst the mist, standing with his head staring straight up, his arms raised and hands outspread as though he were making a sacrifice to the gods. He stand’s there for a few seconds before he lowers his arms and his head focuses on the ring. The lights reflect off of his white eyes, making them appear to glow ever so slightly. With a slow and purposeful walk to the ring, he makes his way. At the ring he jumps up onto the apron and then steps between the ropes. He saunters towards one of the corners and turns to await his opponent.

[ "Gotta Get Away" by The Offspring begins to play over the PA, along with a video clip of McFly wrestling. 10 seconds into the video Raymond McFly makes his way out from backstage. Upon making his way out he gets a bad reaction, but nothing to violent. Chants of " McFly sucks" begin to be heard. He continues to walk down the enterance ramp, as he points to the crowd, and gives him the "back hand" taunt as he continues to walk down the ramp, until he arrives at the ring. He then slides into the ring. Upon arrival in the ring he goes in the far right turnbuckle and clibs it. Once again pointing at the crowd. After hes done taunting, he climbs down, and sits down in the turnbuckle , and waits for the match to begin.


[ McFly is face to face with The Hardcore Champion as they lock it up doesn’t have to wait any longer. He shoots him off the ropes his advance is dodged by Ramirez coming back with a spinning roundhouse kick right into the face. Taking down Mcfly he drops down delivering some mounted punches that find their mark. The referee for this bout Frank Mason tells the champ to ease up and he abliges the request giving McFly some breathing room. Pulling himself up it is McFly who turns around right into a thrust kick from Ramirez which finds it’s mark perfectly. With this Ramirez comes in closer and makes the cover 1, 2, McFly kicks out.

Fecca:
He's trying to make quick work of McFly. He's dominating this match.

Styles:
Yeah he's probably looking forward to getting embarassed by Thee Championess and Adam Blake later on tonight.

Fecca:
Yeah right. More like looking forward to beating them tonight. Making an example of McFly.

[ Raymond is down and out as he tries to recover and get back into this thing as Ramirez just stays on him with kicks to the side. There is nothing left for him to do but go outside of the ring which is what he does quickly to avoid the onslaught. He’s going to be able to use weapons and he quickly grabs a trash can and brings it into the ring. Ramirez comes at him and he smashes it upside his head. He then lays it on the ground as everyone else looks on as he grabs ahold of Ramirez delivering a McFly Plex right through the trash can flattening it to a pancake. He wastes no time to make a cover as Frank Mason counts down the champ.

1...
2...
Kick out!

[ There was almost a gasp of shock in the arena at the thought that McFly would upset Ramirez for his Hardcore Championship.He waits for Ramirez to get up to his feet and nails him with a standing drop-kick. There is nothing that seems to be stopping McFly in this match right now and he scrambles out of the ring following the dropkick grabbing a hold of more weaponary. He grabs a fire extinguisher, a ladder, a steel chair, a kendo stick, and a table. He throws these things all into the ring as Ramirez is back up to his feet as he climbs in. A big exchange of rights and lefts as these two men face off center ring and McFly picks up the kendo stick shoving Ramirez off and then he nails him with it. RIght inbetween the eyes firing back with more rights and lefts it is Ramirez who who comes back swinging wildly only to get hit with the kendo stick for his troubles missing every attempted punch. Mcfly Then turns around and grabs Ramirez with the Kendo stick from behind choking him for several seconds. It’s all legal in this match up and you see him deliver a Sandman like Russian Legsweep with the cane. Immediately he goes for the cover and can only get a long two count.

Fecca:
McFly's making a comeback... He might win.>

Styles:
Now wouldn't that be great Ramirez looooosing to McFly...

Fecca:
It'd be a disaster.

Styles:
Oh it'd be perfect.

[ Picking up Ramirez and then taking to the turnbuckle where he smashes his face into it once, twice, thrice, and four, and then five times. He goes for a sixth but Ram shoots an elbow into his midsection and then a kick right below the belt. McFly grabs his jewels as he staggers back from Ramirez who leaps up on the top rope as McFly holds his jewels then launches himself into the air with a Dragonrana. Snapping it off Ram hooks the legs and the count can only reach two as McFly has enough in him to kick out.

[ Both men are back up and McFly whips him into the ropes and grabs him taking down Ram with a Belly to Belly suplex. Sure enough he covers for two and pulling him up after setting up a table in the corner he goes to whip him into the table but Ram reverses the whip forcing McFly to stop on a dime. He has no time to react turning around as the champ comes barreling down with a dropkick right into the table sending McFly through it. Everyone in attendance roars their approval as McFly is down and out as Ram picks him up and hits the Michinoku Driver. There McFly just lays out cold after this as he looks up at the ceiling and it is Ram who isn’t done yet climbs up top. He looks down at McFly and doesn’t waste anytime to take flight tumbling down with a "Crimen Falsi" which connects. There is a gasp as Ram makes the cover on McFly 1, 2, 3....

Sabrina:
Here is your winner and still PWT Hardcore Champion RAMIREZ!

[ "O’Fortuna" plays as Ram is handed his championship and he celebrates. He then quickly exits the ring heading to the back and there is a roar from the crowd as he yet again proves he's more then Hardcore. And we go into a video showcasing the "King of PWT" tournament thus far.

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Re:PWT Presents 'Meltdown' (5/28/06)

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PWT Presents Meltdown

May 28th, 2006

Sabrina: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!!!!!!

[The main lights slowly fade out as blue spotlights shine on the stage moving around everywhere. Loyalty By American Head Charge hits the speakers as smoke starts coming out of the entrance. Trip comes out with his arms in the air. He stops at the ramp and looks to his left...to his right. He raises his arms in X formation over his head as the fans boo. Trip makes his way to the ring as he goes to every corner raising his arms in X formation.*

Sabrina: In the ring, from North Bay, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at two hundred and sixty-five pounds, PowerTrip!!!!!

[ "The Final Countdown" by "Europe" hits the PA and a roar is heard from the fans. Orange and red lights start flashing and 'the killer' enters the arena, appreciating the response given to him by the fans.. He walks down the ramp and stops in the middle. Avi spreads both his arms as pyros burst from behind and he continues walking down the ramp with a determined look
as the fans continue to chant his name. He gets up the stairs and enters the ring via the second turnbuckle. He spreads his arms again to a huge response from the crowd
and then gets ready for the match.*

Sabrina: And his opponent, from Kolkata, India, weighing in at two hundred and fifty one pounds, Avi ‘The Killer’ Srivastav!!!!!!!!

[ The referee calls for the bell as Sabrina gets out of the ring, and things get under way. Avi and Trip lock up right away and Avi brings his knee to the gut of Trip and then grabs his head as Trip doubles over and gives him a nice DDT. Avi then goes for an elbow drop, but Trip rolls out of the way, and quickly gets back up, and when Avi does, he gives him a swinging Neckbreaker. He picks Avi up quickly and gives him a Scoop Slam. Trip the goes for a quick cover, 1.…2.kick out by Avi.*

Fecca: Trip with the early advantage here

Styles: Yeah, but thats expected as he's the defending king. Ya know what? It'd been kewl if the dude who wrote this match did commentary instead of the head guy having to...

Fecca: Dubbya tee eff?

[ Trip picks Avi up and gives him some chops which sends Avi to the ropes, and Avi bursts off them for a brutal clothesline. Trip hits the mat hard and Avi goes to work on him, dropping multiple elbows, not giving Trip time to roll out of the way. Avi then picks up PowerTrip and stands him up and Avi gives him a standing dropkick, knocking Trip down to the mat hard. Avi the picks up Trip once more and gives him a DDT, and then Avi signals that the end is coming.*

Styles: This is gonna be over already? Man I feel jipped.....I know Trip an Avi are gonna have ta feel jipped after the effort they put in.

Fecca: Quit breakin kayfabe dammit!

[ Avi picks Trip up one more time, and lifts him up onto his shoulders but Trip rolls out of it, and pushes Avi into the ropes front first, and Avi bounces off and Trip goes for a roll-up with some tights, 1.…2...kick out! Trip looks frustrated and begins to argue with the referee, but the referee isn’t having any of it, and then Trip gets tapped on the shoulder, and he turns around, and Avi lifts him on his shoulders once more, and hits the Killer Shot and Avi makes the cover, 1.…2.…3! The referee calls for the bell and Sabrina speaks.*

Sabrina: The winner of this match, Avi ‘The Killer’ Srivastav!!!!!!!!!

Fecca: Trip is eliminated from the tournament! We're going to have a new king this year!

Styles: Dammit no! I was placing my money on Trip, he's the king dammit!

[ Eddie an Bob continue to argue as we roll a video package recapping the events this year that have led up to the tag team semi-main event.

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PWT Presents Meltdown

May 28th, 2006

[ We've just watched Trip move past Avi to make it into the third round of the "King of PWT" tournament. The fans are still excitedly talking amongst themselves about the match and awaiting the next match. Everyone knows its going to be Synergy versus MJ Storm an Bobby Johnson. But instead of the themes of one of those four, "Bite the Dust" by Pussycat Dolls comes on. Everyone snaps their attention to the stage.

Styles: What the hell?

Fecca: That's Becca's theme! What's she coming out here for?

Styles: Maybe cause she owns the company so she can do what she wants?

Fecca: Point taken.

[ Most fans are cheering for Becca and the rest are guys making catcalls to the beautiful. She finally steps out from behind the curtain with a bag in her left hand and a mic in the right. Becca walks down the ramp, climbs the steps, and steps into the center of the ring. She raises the mic to her lips as the music fades an fans quiet down.

Becca: PWT has been without Tag champions since Da Sweet Lunatic and Missy Bytch decided to walk out on April eighth. Ever since that night, the tag titles have sat in my office doing nothing.....Nothing but collecting dust and getting in the way at times. So I've decided that its about time that we put them back on the line and get them out of my office!

[ The crowd pops loudly at this.

Fecca: Oh my god! Thats huge! The tag titles are going back on the line!

Styles: When?

[ Everyone quiets down for Becca ta finish speaking.

Becca: I know alot of you are wondering when the titles will be decided.....Now there are alot of ways I could have gone about crowning new champions......A tournament could've been an option. However things like that are too overdone. I could have just handed them to a team.....but that wouldn't be fair. So I checked out tonight's card and one match leapt out at me. That match is Christian Michaels and Flipside, representing Synergy, taking on Bobby Johnson and his partner MJ Storm. Something said to me that *this* match was the right one.....So I'm proud to announce that this match is now to determine the NEW Tag Team champions of PWT!

[ Again the crowd roars with approval

Styles: Holy crap!!!!

Fecca: Tag titles on the line next folks! This is going to really change the outlook of this match...

[ Becca puts down her mic, reaches into the bag, and withdraws the tag titles. The fans continue cheering as she holds them up for all to see. Finally Becca hands the titles out to the times keeper and exits the ring. And seconds after she's disappeared backstage....The lights turn off and "Out of Exile" by Audioslave begins to play.

When I first came to this island
that I called by my own name
I was happy in this fortress,
in my exile I remained
But the hours grew so empty
and the ocean sent her waves
In the figure of a woman
and she pulled me out to sea
When you come down to take me home
send my soul away
When you come round you'll make me whole
send my soul away

[ Flipside comes out to black and gold spotlights as he makes him way down the ramp. He walks up the steps to the ring, pauses for a second, and looks around the audience. He climbs into the ring, stands in the middle, raises his hands, and pyro from the entraceway shoots up into the air.

Fecca:
Oddly the Synergy team-mates aren't coming out together....

[ The sound of a ticking clock is heard as the arena lights fade away......A video starts on the tron as we enter the first hard guitar rifts of Motorhead's "Line In The Sand".....This video comprised of images depicting Christian Michaels in PWT action, shots of his beytrayal of Javen and embrace with NED spliced in....Fans are booing like hell, the lights coming back on to reveal their former hero with his back to them....His arms are outstretched in Jericho-fashion...CM spins round and makes his way down the aisle with a cocky walk....Many fans shouting obscenities as he moves up the steps.....Michaels steps into the ring and calls for those jeers....The music fading away as CM waits for the match to start...

Styles:
Well it looks like Team Synergy is ready to get this thing started.

Fecca:
I think that Bobby and Matt will have a little something to say about who finishes this match though.

Styles:
Bah……Synergy’s looking to capture some more gold, they are on a mission.

Fecca:
Bobby and Matt would like to have more gold in their possession as well.

[ The fans are buzzing about, holding onto their sodas, nachos, and other food items. They're awaiting the arrival of the next particpant in the match when 'Shock and Awe' by Matt H. hits the pa system and the words to the chorus which is heard over the pa system appears on the titantron:

Feel The Shock, Feel The Awe
Let the Pain fill your body
Feel The Shock, Feel The Awe
You Don't know what it takes to be a fallen superstar
Fallen Superstar

[ The lights begin to flicker red, yellow, and orange as red smoke comes out onto the stage, and then the black curtain flies open and M.J. Storm appears on the stage followed by Rhya Michaels. They walk through the smoke, and start to walk down the entrance ramp as Sabrina speaks

Sabrina:
Making his way to the ring, weighing in at two hundred and fifty-six pounds, from Madison, Wisconsin, "The Fallen Superstar" M.J. Storm!!

M.J. slides into the ring, as Rhya walks up the steps and gets into the ring, as M.J. pops up to his feet. He walks over to the ropes and jumps on them, taunting the crowd. Once he gets off, he turns to Rhya, as she takes off his red leather trenchcoat, and leaves the ring with it, as M.J. stares down his opponent, and waits for the bell to ring.

[ The G.O.A.T., by LL Cool J, starts to play over the P.A. system. Single words start to flash up on the big screen….

THE……….FUTURE……..OF………THE………FRANCHISE……..BOBBY………JOHNSON

[ Various scene from past matches involving Bobby starts to play. Bobby giving Ricky Carter a 450 Splash off the top of a ladder, while Ricky’s laying on a table. Bobby giving Matt Matlock a Bourbon Street Blues™ in The Elimination Chamber. Bobby with a tight Bourbon Street Blues™ on Chris Stlyes. Bobby giving Demented 3 straight Killa Kicks™, with the last one knocking the big man over the top ropes. Bobby jumping off the top of the turnbuckle, and giving MJ Storm a Body Splash, while he is laying on the announce table. Bobby giving Luther Aldridge The Greatest Trademark Move Of All Time™. Bobby standing up on the turnbuckle with his arms raised in the air after winning the ICWA’s Royal Rumble. Bobby in the middle of the ring, holding up the PWT Titanium Championship after beating Jimmy Stryker to become the new Titanium Champion. Bobby makes his way out from behind the curtains, and stops on the top of the ramp. He’s wearing a black wrestling singlet with the wide green stripes down the sides of it and the Grim Reaper symbol on the front of it, a black and green Team Johnson pullover jersey, black and green wrestling boots, and a black and green fitted Team Johnson baseball cap. He gets down in a Shawn Michaels type pose, then stands back up and starts to jump from side to side a lot like Brock Lesnar used to, and the crowd gives him a huge pop. He stops jumping, and starts to make his way down the ramp. He stops in front of the ring, and leaps up onto the rings edge, and then grabs the ropes, and leap frogs over them, and lands inside the ring. He walks over to the far corner, and climbs up the turnbuckle, and flexes his biceps for the crowd, and gets back down, and walks over to the opposite turnbuckle, and repeats his flexing routine. He finally jumps down, and takes the pullover and hat off, and sets them down in the corner.

Fecca:
Well, it looks like the good guys are here, and are all ready to do battle.

Styles:
This match won’t take that long. Team Synergy will win this one easily.

[ Flipside and MJ Strom and in the ring, and the ref rings the bell, and they begin to circle one another. They eventually lock up, and MJ is able to kick Flipside in the gut, grab him by the arm, and give him and Irish Whip into the ropes. When he bounces off the ropes and comes back, MJ drops him with a clothesline. He takes a few steps back, and runs forward, and gives Flipside a Knee Drop, then stands back up and stomps on the body of the fallen Flipside. He picks him up by the neck, but Flipside tries to mount an attack, by throwing a few punches at MJ, but the attack is quickly thwarted, with another kick to the gut, and a DDT for his troubles. MJ grabs the foot of Flipside, and lifts it high into the air, and slams it back down to the mat, making Flip’s knee hit first. Flip grabs his knee and starts to flip and flail around the ring like a fish. MJ grabs his foot again, and does the same thing over again. Flipside rolls over on his back, and screams out in pain, and MJ grabs both legs of Flipside, holds them up and spreads them apart, then does a Double Leg Drop right on top of the gonads of Flipside. Flipside curls himself up into the fetal position, as MJ turns back towards Synergy’s corner, and shoots CM a cocky grin. CM smirks, and gives him the one finger salute, and MJ turns back around and picks Flipside up by the back of the neck, and pushes him into the corner where Bobby stands. MJ walks over, and tags in Bobby, and then gets behind Flipside, bends down, and lifts Flip up into the air on his shoulders. Bobby climbs up the turnbuckle, as MJ turns and faces away from him, then takes a few steps forward. Bobby leaps off of the turnbuckle, and grabs Flipside by the neck, and gives him a Bull Dog from off on MJ’s shoulders.

Fecca:
Wow…….what an innovative move by Bobby and MJ, you would think that those two have worked together before.

Styles:
I admit that it was a pretty good move, but it will take a whole hell of a lot more than that to beat Team Synergy.

[ Bobby pops up off the mat, and without warning, charges Synergy’s corner, and knocks CM off the ring apron with a Shoulder Block. By this time, MJ has rolled out of the ring, and only Flipside is left laying in the ring on his stomach. Bobby picks Flipside up, and Irish Whips him into the ropes, and when he bounces back, Bobby hits him with The Greatest Trademark Move Of All Time™ (Irish Whip off the ropes into a T-Bone Suplex). Bobby covers him and hooks the leg as the ref goes for the three count.
1.……………2.………….Save by Christian Michaels.

Styles: Nice one CM!

[ A Drop Kick to the side of Bobby’s head, makes him fall off of Flipside. CM gives Bobby a few more stomps for good measure, and MJ steps into the ring, and goes after CM, who calmly walks back over to his corner, and gets back behind the ropes. MJ goes back into his corner, as the ref gets control of the match once again. Bobby and Flipside stagger to their feet, and face each other. Flip charges Bobby, but is downed by a Drop Toe Hold from Bobby. Bobby gets up and makes his way to his corner, and tags in MJ, who steps into the ring, and grabs Flip by the arm, as he was staggering to his feet, and gives him a Irish Whip to the ropes, and when he rebounds off, MJ hits him with a Spine Buster. MJ jumps to his feet, and picks Flipside up by his neck, but stops as he notices CM walking towards Rhya. CM stops and smiles at MJ, who has taken his focus off of Flipside, who takes advantage of the situation, by giving MJ an Eye Poke. MJ lets him go, and staggers backwards, while holding his face. Flipside goes over to his corner, and makes the tag, as CM has jumped back up on the apron, after baiting MJ into his trap.

Styles:
See what I mean Fecca. MJ fell for a typical Synergy move. CM made him take his focus off the match, and Flipside took advantage of it in a split second.

Fecca:
Well what do you expect, he thought that he had to protect Rhya from CM.

Styles:
Rhya’s a big girl, she can take care of herself.

[ CM steps into the ring, and MJ charges him, but CM sidesteps him, and lets him go past, and he hit’s the corner hard. CM gives him a couple shots to the back of the head, just to soften MJ up a bit, then turns him around, and starts to stomp a mudhole in him, until MJ slides down, and winds up on his butt. CM bends down, and picks him up, looks him in the eye, and slaps him across the face. He leans MJ up in the corner, and gives him a loud slap across the chest. MJ covers his chest, but CM moves his hands, and gives him another that is just as loud, and just as painful. CM takes a few steps back, runs forward, and gives MJ a shoulder to the face, and bounces off of him. MJ comes stumbling forward, and CM leaps into the air, and gives him a Missile Drop Kick, which sends him flipping over the ropes, and onto the floor below. CM climbs up the turnbuckle, and as MJ staggers to his feet, he gives him an Ausi Moonsault.

Styles:
Well it looks like CM has decided to take control of this match. He’s setting the tone, just like I knew that he would.

Fecca:
Just wait until Bobby gets his hands on him.

Styles:
You know what Fecca, you and your Bobby Johnson man crush is getting quite annoying.

Fecca:
Just like you and your Synergy man crush annoys me.

[ Flipside jumps down off of the apron, and goes over to help CM, but stops in his tracks, when he sees Bobby come around the corner. He goes after Bobby, but Bobby sidesteps him, and gives him a Drop Toe Hold. The ref directs Bobby to get back to his corner, and he lets Flipside go, and walks back to his corner. CM gets to his feet, and helps MJ up, and guides him over to the ring, and rams his head into the ring’s edge. He does it a few more times for good measure, and then rolls MJ back in the ring, and slides in with him. CM runs back, bounces off the ropes, and lands with both knees, onto the back of MJ, which makes him roll over, and scream out in pain. CM stomps MJ a few times, then guides him up to his feet, and grabs his and Irish Whips him into the ropes. MJ bounces off of them, and comes back towards CM, who tries to give him a Clothesline, but MJ ducks under his arm, and bounces off the other ropes, and when he comes back towards CM, hits him with a Spear, as CM turns around to face him. Mj gets up and looks over at Bobby, and the crowd goes wild, as Bobby leans over the ropes, begging to get tagged in. MJ walks over and tags him, and Bobby leaps over the ropes, and starts to stomp CM all over. He jumps on top of CM, and starts to punch him. CM starts to fight back, and they begin to roll around the ring punching each other.

Fecca:
This is not a match anymore, it’s a street fight. Bobby said that he wanted to get himself a piece of CM, and he is dead set on taking him out.

Styles:
CM won’t give up that easily. Look at him fighting back out there.

[ The two men finally make it to their feet, and Bobby is able to get in a kick to the gut of CM. He then runs over, and climbs up the turnbuckle, and leaps off, and gives CM The Crescent City Connection™ (450 Splash off top rope), but at the last minute CM rolls out of the way, and Bobby hit’s the mat hard. CM slowly gets to his feet, and walks over, and helps Bobby up, then walks him over to his corner, and tags in Flipside. MJ halfway steps through the ring ropes, and the ref grabs MJ and tries to hold him back. CM sees this, and slings Bobby into the corner, and he hit’s the ref, who crashes into the corner, and knocks MJ off the ring edge, and onto the floor. The ref bangs his head on the turnbuckle, and falls to the ground, as Bobby bounces off of him. CM and Flipside run forward, and give Bobby a Double Bulldog, and jump back up, and start to stomp on him. MJ slides back into the ring, and sees what is going on, and runs towards them, and gives Flipside a huge Spear, sending him to the mat. CM focuses his attack on MJ, and picks him up by the neck, and throws him over the ropes, and to the floor below. He runs back and bounces off the far ropes, and uses the momentum to carry him forward, and he leaps over the ropes, and lands on top of MJ as he staggers to his feet. All four men are laid out. Two in the ring, and two outside of it. Bobby and Flipside finally start to stir, and slowly begin to make it to their feet. Bobby tries to give Flipside a Crescent Kick, but Flipside grabs it. He throws Bobby’s leg away from him, but Bobby hits him with a Dragon Whip. Flipside stumbles backwards, as Bobby jumps to his feet, and he walks over and grabs Flipsides arm, and slings him into the far corner. He follows that up with a The Future of The Franchise Splash™ (Stinger Splash). Bobby bounces off of Flipside, and takes a few steps back, as Flipside sit down in the corner with that glazed look in his eyes. Bobby takes his foot, and puts it on Flips neck, and presses down on it, making Flipside flail his arms like a beotch.

Fecca:
Look at Bobby choking Flipside like that.

Styles:
He’s out there flailing his arms around like a beotch.

Fecca:
Yeah he is.

[ By this time, CM and MJ have come to there senses. CM sees what is going on in the ring, and goes over and gets a steel chair. He slides inside the ring, and starts to stalk Bobby. MJ sees him doing this and slides in behind him. He gets to CM too late though because CM nails Bobby with a vicious chair shot across the back, which makes him fall forward into the corner. CM turns around, and sees MJ coming up behind him, and throws the steel chair to him, and MJ catches it. Bobby looks back to see who hit him, and much to his surprise, he sees MJ holding the Steel Chair. CM is pointing at Bobby, telling him that "I told you so!!!" MJ drops the chair, and tells Bobby that it wasn’t him, but CM continues to stir the pot.

Fecca:
Don’t fall for CM’s tricks Bobby, he’s trust trying to make you distrust your partner.

Styles:
Classic Synergy mind manipulation……..excellent.

[ As Bobby and MJ continue to argue, CM gives MJ another Missile Drop Kick, and knocks him through the ropes. MJ hit’s the floor below, and gets to one knee, only to be took down by a Suicide Dive by CM. Bobby looks over the ropes, shrugs his shoulders, and focuses his attention back on Flipside. By this time the ref has finally made it to his feet, and Flipside has slowly started to make it to his. Bobby sees this and stalks him, and when he makes it all the way up to his feet, Bobby takes him back down with a Killa Kick™ (Super Kick). Bobby pulls the shoulder straps down on his wrestling singlet, and lets out a loud yell. He walks up behind Flipside, and puts him in The Bourbon Street Blues™ (Rear Naked Choke with legs wrapped around opponent), and locks it on tight. Flipside begins to tap immediately, and the ref calls for the bell.

Sabrina:
The winners of this match, and the newwwww PWT Tag Team Champions, Bobby Johnson and MJ Storm.

Fecca: I told you that Bobby and MJ would win this Styles. There was no stopping those two.

Styles:
It was just plain luck. Nothing more, nothing less.

Fecca:
Better to be lucky, than to be a loser.

Styles:
That is probably the dumbest thing that I have ever heard.

[ The ref hands MJ and Bobby their Tag Team Titles. Bobby looks over at MJ, and without warning, bashes him over the head with it, knocking him down to the ground. He looks down at him and says, "now we’re even!!!" Bobby slides out of the ring, stares Rhya down, and heads up the ramp as MJ is on one knee looking at him. CM slides into the ring, and points at MJ as he laughs at him. When Bobby finally goes behind the curtain, MJ gets out of the ring, and heads to the back also. Flipside finally gets to his feet, and only he and CM are left in the ring. Flippy tries ta do some apologizin but CM isn't hearing it. He hops out of the ring and looks frustrated at ringside/ Flipside comes out wanting to talk and CM turns away. Flipside drops his gaze, looking like a scolded child. But suddenly CM grabs the chair from earlier and wraps it around Flipside's head!

Fecca: What the hell!?

Styles: Flipside lost the match! Its his fault that Synergy doesn't have the tag team titles right now

[ Michaels smacks Flipside around a few more times with the chair before finally putting it around his neck. CM then to the top of the steps and leaps off! Fans in the front row cringe as Flippy immediately starts spittin blood everywhere. Christian shouts some curses and then heads backstage. EMTs come rushing out and we go to a video hyping the recent Sean Hunter versus Georgia James feud.

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Re:PWT Presents 'Meltdown' (5/28/06)

Date Posted:02/07/2009 9:05 PMCopy HTML

PWT Presents Meltdown

May 28th, 2006

[ The cameras open up on the PWT ring, where Adam Blake is already standing in the ring, waiting for his tag team partner.

Sabrina:
And his tag team partner, from Atlanta, Georgia, she weighs in at one hundred and thirty five pounds….she is the PWT Heavyweight Champion…..GEORGIAAAAAA……JAMES!

[ "Bow down before me." This voice is heard throughout The arena as "T-H-E-E R-E-I-G-N-I-N-G G-O-D-D-E-S-S scrolls across the screen in red letters as images of Georgia flashes. "Georgia" rips through the airwaves now as out walks Thee Reigning Goddess herself in a cloud of smoke that slowly rises from the stage. Through the smoke is the ever confident championess with a self satisfied smirk across her face that seems irreplacable as she makes her way to the ring. Slowly yet surely she struts her stuff down the aisle with her agent Paul Heyman by her side. She gets a very positive reaction from the masses and brushes her left shoulder off shaking her head one at ringside. Walking up the steps after talking shop with Heyman Georgia climbs through the ropes and walks across the ring casually leaning on the ropes. She stretches out and yawns seemingly uninterested in all the pre-match festivities as she tells the crowd it's all about Gee. With this she waits for her opponents with Adam/pretends that they don't even exist as she lounges.

Fecca:
Well Georgia and Adam are out here ready to kick things off. Where are the other two?

Styles:
Probably running scared. After all, it’s the champ we’ve got in here.

Fecca:
Somehow I don’t think Hunter or Ramirez are the kind to runaway from anything.

[ The lights fade, and the PWT-tron starts to glow bright white. The fans shield their eyes, as do the commentary team.

Styles:
What the hell? I’m being blinded

Fecca:
Me as well, what the hell is that?

[ The light subsides, and a video clip starts to play. Valkeryies, Angels, Gods, all are depicted in heroic scenes, battles against demons and against the forces of chaos. Then the video stops and the fans look around, wondering what is going on.

[ Suddenly a huge boom is heard around the arena and the white light shines bright once more. A voice echoes out…

Voice:
Fear mortals, fear everyone. Evil shall be purged, and the Lords of Heaven shall take command. All tremble at their divine might… They are the light against the darkness…..Everyone bow their heads……for ‘ILLE CAELESTIS DOMINARRRRRIIIIII’

[ Rage of Angels by Liege Lords slams into the PA system, and everyone stands up to see what is going on. Two figures emerge from behind the black curtain, one tall and broad, with a cocky look and a sense of superiority, the other much shorter and leaner, slightly devilish in his look and with a cold calculated look on his face. They walk down the ramp together, side by side, eyes firmly fixed on their opponents.

Sabrina:
And weighing in at combined weight of four hundred and forty eight pounds, their tag team opponents………Sean Hunter and Ramirez the ‘Lord of Shadows’……’ILLE CAELESTIS DOMINARRIIII’

[ Ramirez and Sean waste no time in getting into the ring. The newly formed tag team stand side by side, staring down Georgia and Adam, fully confident about their upcoming match. Georgia seems to be unconcerned and makes a sweeping gesture with her hand as if to dismiss them. Ramirez and Sean smile to themselves.

Fecca:
So here is PWT’s newest tag team of Sean Hunter and Ramirez. Both superb wrestlers.

Styles:
They may be, but what the hell have they got in common with each other? One is a self proclaimed Jesus with a huge superiority complex, and the other is a small madman who talks in riddles. Why are they tagging?

[ The music stops, and Sean Cain, the senior referee goes to signal the bell, but Sean Hunter shakes his head. Both he and Ramirez look up to the ramp. ‘Bullet in the Gun’ by Planet Perfecto sounds out across the system and the fans surge to their feet.

Fecca:
Oh my God…..its…….its……its him!

Styles:
Oh shit

[ A huge figure strides out from beneath the huge video screen. The fans are screaming and going absolutely wild. Bottles, cups, popcorn, signs and all sorts are bring thrown around in a frenzy. Women are going mental, and men are doing poses.

Fecca:
IT’S LEGACY! THAT’S THE ANSWER TO YOUR QUESTION EDDIE…..LEGACY IS WHAT THEY BOTH HAVE IN COMMON!

[ With huge strides, Legacy marches down the ring, his huge body oiled and still as perfect as ever. Veins criss cross his huge arms, pumping the much needed blood around. The black shades, as ever, adorn his face, and he stops at the bottom of the ramp next to the ring. Looking up at Sean Hunter and Ramirez, he gives puts his hands one hand on his hip and strokes his goatee with the other. He nods his head slightly in acknowledgement, and then walks slowly around the ring to the announcers table. Fans reach out to touch him, one of the Legends of PWT. He shakes hands and smiles to them all, taking his time to say a little something to all of them. Eventually, he gets to the commentary table, and Fecca hands him a pair of headphones with a mic attached. He plants his huge frame next to Fecca, and shakes his hand.

Legacy:
Evening Bob, evening Joey

[ Styles mutters under his breath.

Fecca:
Wow…….Legacy………what the……I mean………why……..you’re back?

Legacy:
I was never really gone. And there was no way in hell that I was going to miss my two boys in their first ever tag match.

Fecca:
You’re two boys?

Legacy:
Well obviously I train Ramirez, but I also train Sean remember. He’s my boy, just as much as Ramirez is. It’s thanks to me that you are seeing such great wrestlers teaming up.

[ The commotion starts to die down, and Cain looks out of the ring to the bell ringer. Ramirez and Sean Hunter lean in close and whisper a few tactics. Ramirez gestures to ropes, and Sean Hunter goes to the outside. Adam and Georgia also hold a discussion, and Georgia exits. Sean Cain looks at both teams and waits for their signals that they are ready. Both Adam and Ramirez nod their heads. Shawn Cain waves for the bell, and it rings out.

Legacy:
LETS GET IT ON! DESTROY THEM BOYS!

Fecca:
Steady on Legz. It’s only just begun.

Legacy:
Sorry, I always like to get straight into things.

[ Ramirez and Adam circle each other around the ring. Adam wipes the sweat on his palms off on his legs and Ramirez stands their watching him. Adam rushes in, and runs straight into a dropkick by Ramirez.

Fecca:
Whoa……..a stunning dropkick from standing position, just like that.

[ Ramirez quickly leans over Adam and throws some lefts and rights into his face. Although not immensely powerful, they serve to act as some small stinging blows. He pulls Adam up. Spinning on his legs, he connects with a spinning backfist to Adam’s jaw, and Adam stumbles back, right into Sean Hunter. Sean pushes his away, straight back into a enzugiri from Ramirez. Adam drops to the matt, and Ramirez leans over for a tag. Sean slaps his palm, and steps in the ring. He gestures to Ramirez, who climbs up the turnbuckle. Sean Hunter stands in front of him, and holds up his arms. Ramirez steps onto Hunter’s shoulders, and Hunter walks forward. With a jump, Ramirez flies in the air, and comes crashing down on Adam with a crushing elbow. He rises as Adam flaps around on the matt in pain. Sean Cain ushers Ramirez out. Pulling Adam Blake up, Sean Hunter whips him over to Georgia James, and calls her to make the tag.

Fecca:
Hunter isn't going to wait. He wants Georgia straight away.

Styles: Is he an idiot? She's not the champ for nothing

Legacy:
Hey, don't call him an idiot. I'm sitting right here.

[ Georgia looks around the arena, and smirks to herself. She slaps Adam on the shoulder and steps in. Adam clambers out of the ring, and rests on the turnbuckle. Georgia stalks to the centre of the ring and starts talking to Hunter. Hunter throws some talk abck and steps in to her. The two wrestlers talk some shit to each other for a few minutes. Georgia says something that Hunter takes great offense to, and he throws a punch at her. She ducks, and hits him with a spinning back elbow to the back of his head. Hunter clasps his neck, and then is taken down to the matt with a swinging neckbreaker. Georgia stands over him, and kicks him a few times in the kidneys. Hunter rises to his knees, and Georgia runs into the ropes. She runs back and jumps, hoping to hit a diving clothesline. Hunter ducks and Georgia hits the matt. She gets up quickly, her face flush with anger. They lock up, and Hunter uses his greater strength to push Georgia into the corner. Sean Cain gets between them, and Hunter holds up his hands. Georgia quickly kicks Hunter downstairs, and before Cain can register what she did, Georgia knocks down Hunter with a lariat. She pulls him over to her corner, and tags in Adam Blake. The two of them start to go to work on Hunter, kicking him down into the corner. Cain asks Georgia to leave, but she ignores him. GJ and Adam pull Hunter up and move him to just in front of the ropes. They both get him in a suplex position, and they pick him, up, he falls back onto the ropes, back first, and then falls forward, landing head first on the outside.

Fecca:
Good god! That has got to hurt!

[ Sean lies on the outside, clutching his head and screaming in pain. Georgia sweeps her hair with one hand and cocks her head to one side. With a laugh, she steps out of the ring, and lets Adam go to work. Blake stands on the ring apron, and as Hunter rises, he drops down with a hammer blow to the back of his neck. Hunter stumbles forward to the commentary table. Adam follows him and slams his face into the table a few times, before rolling him back into the ring. He goes for a pin, and Sean Cain falls to his knees. He only gets a two count after Hunter kicks out. Blake pulls Hunter up, and goes for a scoop slam, but Hunter powers out of it, lands behind Blake, and after a club to his back, he hits a pump handle suplex. Falling back onto his back, he tries to get his breath back. Ramirez thumps the turnbuckle, trying to motivate his partner. Adam Blake rolls onto his front, and shakes his head. He reaches out to GJ to try and make the tag. He inches closer.........and closer.....and gets the tag. Georgia storms in, and stands over Hunter. Hunter however, has different ideas, and he kicks her in the gut. GJ doubles over, and Hunter tags in his own partner. Ramirez jumps onto the top rope, and then springbaords in with a moonsault. He catches Gj and knocks her down. Running across the ring, he smashes Blake in the face and knocks him to the outside. GJ rises and Ramirez takes her straight back down with a rolling Koppou kick. Hunter now seems charged to get back in, despite the battering he just took. Ramirez tags him in and they both set to work on Georgia.

Fecca:
Your students look on good form Legz

Legacy:
Damn right they are. I wouldn’t expect anything less. I always demand them to be one hundred and ten percent.

[ Georgia is still getting pummelled on the inside of the ring, and Adam Blake is rising on the outside. He pulls himself up with the aid of the announce table, and seeing his team mate getting double teamed, he grabs one of the small TV’s from the table. A hand stops him and he whirls around. Legacy grasps his wrist firmly and shakes his head. Adam tries to wrestle it free.

[ In the ring, Georgia is thrown into the ropes, but as she runs back, she double clotheslines both Ramirez and Hunter. Grabbing Ramirez by his white hair, she tosses him to the outside, and he rolls heavily into the barricade. She then starts to attack Hunter with fury. Gouging his eyes, she hit’s a side salto slam, and then as Hunter lies there, she goes for a Katahajimi choke. Hunter starts rolling around, trying to dislodge her. Sean Cain goes over and starts watching intently.

[ Back on the outside, Ramirez is still down.

[ Adam Blake is in a heated argument with Legacy, and then stupidly slaps the legend around the face. Legacy keeps his head cocked to one side, and then rolls his eyes. With a casual backhand across Blakes face, he grabs the smaller man, and smartly plants a spine buster on him to the outside. He then sits back down and talks to Bob.

[ Sean Cain is administering to the submission situation. Hunter is straining for the ropes, and GJ is holding on for all she can. However, Hunter manages to grab hold of the bottom rope, and the ref breaks the hold. GJ is straight back up, and pulls Hunter to the centre of the ring. She applies a sleeper, adding in the body scissors for good effect. Hunter starts to get drowsy, and Cain holds up his arm. It drops. He holds it up again……it drops once more. A third time……..but Hunter keeps it up. He rises to his feet, and GJ is still holding onto him. He throws her off and looks pissed. GJ runs at him, and he catches her with a face buster. He goes for a pin, but she two kicks out.

[ Adam Blake is stirring on the outside. Legacy gets up and rolls him in the ring. Ramirez is also on his feet, and Legacy gives him a helping hand, dusting him down and checking to see that he is ok. He pushes his student in the ring and sits back down.

[ All four wrestlers are back in the ring now, Hunter in the best shape. GJ is struggling to her feet, Ramirez looks a bit worn and torn, the toils of his previous fight in the evening taking effect. Two matches in one night is a heavy burden. Blake is looking dazed and battered. Hunter and Ramirez regroup in the corner, and Ramirez steps out to the apron. GJ and Hunter lock up once more. GJ runs into the ropes and then tries to shoulder barge Hunter down, but he stands their and laughs. She tries again, this time taking him out with a spear of sorts. She stands up and berates him, but Ramirez hits her from the outside. She turns and swings a punch, but he ducks, and Hunter attacks her from behind. He rolls up her. 1.…2... But she kicks out. They are both panting hard, and the crowd are cheering wildly, loving the excellent main event they’ve been witness to.

Styles:
This has been one hell of a Main Event folks, PWT delivers on it’s Main Events!

Fecca:
Alright, this has been a damn good match, I’ll give you that .. you prick

Legacy:
Stop calling him a prick, or I’ll have to defend his honour.

Styles:
That’s not fair!

Legacy:
Life isn’t fair old boy.

[ As Georgia and Hunter get to their feet, someone suddenly hops over the guard rail. In almost one motion, that same person jumps up onto the ring apron right behind Adam Blake and shockingly releases a german suplex on him, right off the ring apron and Adam’s head bounces off the guard rail sickly.

Fecca:
Who the hell ..

[ The man gets to his feet after that delivering that vicious suplex as one of the ringside cameras comes over and focuses on who it is. As the man’s face fills the ‘Tron, the crowd absolutely freaks out cheering.

Styles:
Dante?! Dante Cross?! What the hell is he doing in PWT? And why did he just take out Adam Blake?

Legacy:
Who cares, let the man do his thing. Just so long as he doesn’t touch one of my boys, or I’ll break every bone in his body.

[ Georgia suddenly rolls towards her corner and reaches for the tag but of course, Adam’s not there. She looks down at ringside with a confused look on her face as she sees Adam laid out and Dante standing there, waving and giveing her that world famous smirk

Styles:
Dante? Is .. Dante helping Sean Hunter and Ramirez? Has Hunter ‘one upped’ the Champion by bringing in the ‘Hardcore Canuck?’

Fecca:
This is insane! Dante and Hunter have a violent and bloody past together!

[ GJ looks around wondering what exactly the hell is going on. Dante stands back and then throws Blake into the ring. GJ realises that all is lost, and everything is stacked against her. She tags Blake in as Dante shoves him in, and the ref lets the tag pass. She then drops back and backs away from the ring, living to fight another day. Hunter picks Blake up and points at GJ, who looks at him, seething. He plants Blake with a Shattered Dreams, and then steps back as Ramirez throws himself off the top turnbuckle in a amazing style, landing with a knee drop cannonball. Ramirez rolls to his feet, and then collapses into the corner, breathing heavily. Hunter puts one foot on top of Blake, all the while still pointing at GJ and talking trash to her. 1.…2.….3.…It’s all over.

Fecca:
He’s done it! Hunter has done it! He gets his title shot!

Legacy:
Goddamn, excuse me lads.

[ Legacy gets up and climbs into the ring. He grabs Ramirez and picks him up in a bear hug. Beaten and dazed, Ramirez collapses against his mentor, his energy all but spent. Keeping him up, Legacy pulls him over to Hunter, and raises Hunter’s arm in victory. Ramirez and Hunter embrace and hold up their hands together as their music plays. Dante slowly ascends the steps of the ring, and steps through the ring ropes. Hunter looks slightly apprehensive, but then reaches out his hand. Dante shakes it. Ramirez shakes it. Legacy shakes it.

[ Legacy moves to the centre of the ring and gestures for a microphone. One is thrown into him and he raises it to his lips, and the music dies down.

Legacy:
LET’S GET IT UP FOR MY BOYS! RAMIREZ AND SEAN HUNTER!

[ He looks out the ring at Georgia James

Legacy:
WOMAN! HUNTER IS COMING FOR YOUR GOLD!

[ Meltdown fades to black as georgia stares into the ring clutching her title.....

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