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Saturday June 12th, 2010
Commentary Team: Burt Busch & Eddie Styles
Venue: Joe Louis Arena, Detroit Michigan
Theme Song: "Full Circle" by Drowning Pool
Deadline: 9pm Eastern Standard Time FRIDAY JUNE 11TH(8pm Central)
24 Hour Deadline 9pm EST Thursday Night

Main Event
Six Person Tag
Damian Collins, Kaydance Starr & Xavier Homicide VS Christian Michaels, WallStreet
(W/ Faith Rivers) & Taylor Lynn
Referee Assigned: Jim Richards
Writer: Taylor
((Seeing various combinations of these six heading toward boiling points, Jonathan Brooks booked a six person tag last Shockwave and when Xavier demanded Taylor Lynn at "Line in the Sand", Brooks said "Let's see what happens at the six man tag". You have to believe that there's a lot of big implications to come out of this match... That aside, what a star studded main event as it features The Current world champion, Three former work champions, The biggest hero in the company (who's also a former Titanium champion) and the newest rising star Kaydence Starr. Ya can't see this match anywhere else folks.))

Advertised Segment
Tag Team Title Contract Signing
Featuring: The Heritage, Rock N' Rainbow Express, And Johnathan Brooks
Writer: Andrew
((That's right folks, The Tag Team title match is gonna happen and here's the official contract signing. These things never seem to end well but, who knows, there's a first time for everything... Right?))

Match Five
Singles
Tani Lyons VS Teresa Ramos
Referee: Frank Mason
Writer: Chrissy
((Don't adjust your screen, Tani Lyons is back and she told Teresa exactly how it was when she said "You haven't beat anybody till you've beat me". Now Teresa has the opportunity to do exactly that as she meets the women's icon one on one with the promise t hat by the time it's said and done we'll have a new contender to Hope River's Femme Fatale title.))

Match Four
Tag Team
Richie Stevens & Chris Burden VS Drew Stevenson & Scott Addams
Referee: Mitch Roberts
Writer: Nate
((Two weeks ago Stevens was on errand duty for Shattered Soul and he paid Chris Burden big bucks to join him as the two blind sided the Emerald and the Platinum Innovator after their epic contest. Now, Brooks is forcing Stevens to find a pair of boots and join Chris Burden in the ring to pay the piper as they meet Stevenson and Addams head on. Burden's a Hell of an Indy talent in the midst of making the transition into a Hell of a main stream talent but, can he carry Richie (who we have no idea if he's ever even taken a bump) or will Stevenson and Addams run all over the awkwardly teamed duo?.))

Leaky Format Hosts: The Wetdown
Featuring Guest Superstar: "The Canadian Dream" Scott Lunde
Writer: Taylor
((Fresh off a wild and crazy Wetdown featuring Nevyrmorr and Whisper, Leaky looks to keep it controversial as he brings one of the most controversial men in the sport today, Scott Lunde, onto the set to talk his feud with Duke Andrews and his abduction of Andrews' American flag.))

Match Three
Non-Title
Georgia James VS Kimberly Pain
 Referee: Jim Richars
Writer: Chrissy
((Georgia James has evidently thrown her hat into the Backyard title chase, however, tonight she gets a non title contest with a different champion... The Revolution champion Kim Pain. Part of what makes Kim so Revolutionary is that she's a woman raising the bar in the men's division but, Before there was ever a Kim Pain in PWT Revolutionizing things, There was a Georgia James. Until Taylor Lynn, Georgia James had gone further than any woman in PWT history by becoming it's first female world champion. Now she and Pain show us exactly why they've got some of the biggest and baddest men in the sport rockin and reelin by their estrogene charged bottles of whoop ass as they go head to head.))

Match Two
Matt Matlock Vs Allen Creed
Referee: Mitch Roberts
Writer: Johnathan
((The Backyard Champion is looking to fire a shot over the bow to let everyone trying to jump on his backyard strap know that he's ready to handle business. The man he's looking to make an example out of this week? Allen Creed. Allen Creed's built like a truck but Matlock's not too shabby since hittin the stero... erm... gym. Let's just hope the roid rage in this match is containable since it features Matlock who went from being a pudgy pale kid to a well sculpted slightly reduced in teeth bad ass in no time flat and Creed who looks like if ya squeezed him hard enough broken roid needles would shoot out of his skin like porcupine quills... We'll pray for Mitch Roberts.))

Opening Bout
Whisper's Trainee Jazzy VS Nevyrmorr
Referee Assigned: Frank Mason
Writer: Andrew
((Jazzy, who PWT viewers have seen a small handful of times with her trainer Whisper, has finally seen enough of Nevyrmorr's grotesque ways. Now she looks to wage war on the behalf of her trainer as she takes her first real match against Nevyrmorr. What a way to kick things off.))


-------------------Dark Matches-------------------
((Dark Matches are untelevised matches that take place solely for the fans in attendence before the TV Broadcast begins. There's a variety of reasons someone might be booked in a Dark Match...
- Your character will be on TV Later in a non-competitive roll that wouldn't work as well if you wrestled before or after
- Your new and we're making sure you'll rp
- We Ran out of room on the other card and figured you'd rather rp for a dark match then no match
- Other))

Match Three
Singles
Duke Andrews
 VS Arn Conway Jr.
Referee Assigned: Jim Richards
Summerized by: Taylor
((Duke was paired off against Chris Burden last show and the powers that be liked it so much they've already shot Burden to TV. Now Arn Conway has a chance to break in under the same circumstances, can he get the same results?))

Match Two
Singles
John Sheppard VS Lori Anne Rossdale
Referee Assigned: Frank Mason
Summerized By: Taylor
((In Pittsburgh Lori Anne began a big turn around as she beat a former PWT Champion in Georgia James. Two weeks ago in Buffalo the turn around continued as she beat a former Domain champion in Leaky Format. Now she has the opportunity to continue her roll of momentum as she tests her skills against a former MMA Champion in John Sheppard.))

Match One
Singles
Marie Dominique VS Mika Tanaka
Referee Assigned: Mitch Roberts
Summerized By: Taylor
((The crowds really seem to dig Marie Dominque... Since she has a segment in the show, We've given her pre show action against Mika so the fans of Detroit can see the Haitian handle her business.))


ALSO APPEARING: Shattered Soul, Jessica Jones, David Van Dam, Regret, Whisper, Eris, Hope Rivers AND MORE!!

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-------------------Dark Matches-------------------

Match Three
Singles
Duke Andrews
 VS Arn Conway Jr.
Referee Assigned: Jim Richards
Winner: Time Limit Draw
((What an excellently contested match. Arn Conway is very likely to be offered a contract by WallStreet. Duke and Arn went to a ten minute Time limit draw and while the crowd started out bland expecting an easy win from Duke over the no name new guy, By the end they were on their feet going wild. The two shook hands and that concluded our dark card.))

Match Two
Singles
John Sheppard VS Lori Anne Rossdale
Referee Assigned: Frank Mason
Winner: John Sheppard
((MMA Warrior John Sheppard and Lori Anne had a Hell of a contest as Lori Anne looked to continue her streak of champion beating by adding a former MMA Champion  to the ranks with the former BUD and PWT champions she's beaten the past couple of shows. However, At seven minutes and thirty two seconds Sheppard locked in the traingle choke and that was all she wrote for Lori Anne. Sheppard won when Lori's arm wasn't able to stay up by the third time the ref raised it and dropped it.))

Match One
Singles
Marie Dominique VS Mika Tanaka
Referee Assigned: Mitch Roberts
Winner: Marie Dominique
((This one was all Marie and the fans in Detroit loved it. They're really diggin the Haitian beauty. She won in four minutes and twenty seven seconds with a sunset flip powerbomb counter to an attempted Superplex off the top from Mika.))
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The scene draws open on Burt Busch in black suit next to Eddie Styles who is wearing blue jeans, a black sports coat and a white T Shirt. They are in front of the ICWA Logo with microphones.

Burt Busch, "Good Evening wrestling fans. ASN was unable to show Saturday Night Shockwave as they’d agreed to air the Barcelona national Hop Scotch tournament clear back in early fall of 2009, before we had come to an agreement to offer PWT Saturday Night Shockwave regularly. Unfortunately due to the intense Sunday night Line up here at ASN, We can only bring you a one hour presentation tonight. However, In that hour we will have very limited commercial interruption and, while we will show case a couple of matches in their entirety we will feature highlights of every match that took place last night in Detroit Michigan."

Styles, "Absolutely we will. Without any further adu, Let‘s start this special one hour Shockwave Presentation."

 

The show opens on the last Shockwave with Femme Fatale Champion Hope Rivers looking across the ring at the World Heavyweight Champion Taylor Lynn the video fades through several parts of the match with Lynn in control then Rivers in control then Lynn. Hope goes for the Seeing Stars, Lynn ducks using Hope's tights to spin her all the way around and shove her into the ropes.

Busch" Two near misses that could have put this match away....WHAT THE HELL!!"

Teresa Ramos is seen leaping up onto the ring apron grabbing Hope's head and jerking it down over the ropes with the guillotine. We see Lynn delivering the CHP and getting the near fall with Ramos jumping back up on the ring apron. The crowd cheers as Tani Lyons appears dragging Ramos down off the ring and the fight ensues.

Busch" All hell is breaking loose out here"

We see Hope finally hitting Seeing Stars but their is no referee to count with him out on the floor trying to get Lyons and Ramos broke up.

Busch" Seeing Stars!! Seeing Stars!! Hope Rivers has the World Heavyweight Champion pinned."

Styles" There is no referee though...Richards is out on the floor fondling Lyons and Ramos"

Busch" He is trying to break up a fight, but he needs to get his ass back in the ring"

Hope goes to the floor to retrieve the Ref only to get added into the mix, then Taylor Lynn is shown getting into the fight as all four women battle around ringside in all bar the doors battle.

Sabrina" Ladies and Gentlemen, the referee has just informed me that due to the refusal of both competitors to listen to his instructions, he has ordered this match to be declared a no contest!!"

Everything pauses as the big screen lights up in the parking garage of the HSBC Arena and we see Xavier Homicide laid out on the ground in a pool of his own blood. Tires squeal as a Limo shoots out of the garage with the camera catching the license plate reading "Clique" on the way out. Hope breaks away from the fight, her scream being echoed on the replay as she runs towards the back with Taylor Lynn smiling and waving after her.

Busch" My god what have they done? "

"Full Circle" by Drowning Pool plays and the PWT highlight reel broadcasts...We kick over to a live shot of the Joe Louis Arena in the one time mecca of Automobile Invention, Detroit, Michigan. The camera pans through the sold out arena picking up some of the crowd signs.

Rock-a-holic 4 life

Javen is my baby's daddy

Clique Rules

I WANT TO TAME THE LYONS

X = TRUTH

Busch" Welcome Ladies and Gentlemen to Pee Dubya Tee's SHOCKWAVE...We are live here tonight from the Motor City inside the beautiful Joe Louis Arena and boy what a show we got in store for you. I'm Burt Busch and as always I'm joined by the incomparable man of fashion...Eddie Styles. Eddie, after the horrible attack in Buffalo on Xavier Homicide leaving him laying in a pool of his own blood many thought Xavier wouldn't be seen for quite awhile, but I can tell you he is back and this time he is not alone. Tonight's huge main event will be a six person match as Xavier Homicide, Kaydence Starr and Damien Collins go head to head with The Clique's Wallstreet, Christian Michaels and World Heavyweight Champion Taylor Lynn. What a match that's going to be"

Styles" Oh it is chalked full of headliners, but the only question I have is how is Xavier Homicide? After all of that blood he spilt in Buffalo, could he truly be in top physical condition going into the match? In fact my sources tell me that Xavier might indeed be wrestling with a slight concussion here tonight. "

Busch" Well I don't know his physical condition, but I do know he is pissed off and damn tired of the Clique's continuing attacks"

Styles" He has no proof it was the Clique that attacked him in Buffalo."

Busch" Oh Eddie get real, the limo drove right by leaving"

Styles" Maybe it was the limo driver, I hear Xavier is a cheap tipper. Maybe he pissed off one to many limo drivers and they came to get some payback"

Busch" Not very likely, I know it was the Clique, the fans know it was the Clique, my ninety year old blind granny knows it was the Clique, but most importantly Xavier Homicide knows it was the Clique and here later tonight I think it'll be X getting that pay back"

The lights go down in the arena as "What have you done now" by Within Temptation comes over the sound system.

Busch" Speaking of Pay Back....This young lady is here to get that pay back for her mentor and trainer Whisper"

A spotlight hits the entrance ramp showing the young beauty that has been seen in the company of Whisper over the last several shows standing there in sleek black and blue tights with a matching black and blue tank top. The fans give a solid reaction to the young lady even though most of them probably don't have a clue who she is.

Sabrina"Ladies and Gentlemen this is our opening bout of the evening, coming to the ring first from Jacksonville, Florida...This is Jazzzzzzzzzzzyyyy!!!"

Jazzy makes her way down the ramp, her face filled with intensity and a hint of nervousness as she was flying without a net tonight so to speak. There was no Whisper at her side, she was on her own tonight and was carrying a heavy weight of defending her teacher's honor on her shoulders. Jazzy slips in under the bottom rope walking to the corner and climbing up onto the second turnbuckle. She taunts to the crowd getting a little more emotion out of them as more and more fans seem to remember her as that girl with Whisper.

Busch" This young lady Jazzy has a tall task in front of her in her very first match on PWT television."

Styles" She looks good but that could change quickly with the man she is facing here tonight. "

Busch" Folks if you haven't been watching over the last couple months, Jazzy is out here tonight battling for her teacher, the legendary Whisper. Who was burned quite severely and blinded several months back as she came on PWT television to announce her retirement by a man that I can only call lower than a snake. Nevyrmorr is a sick and twisted young man,who seems to be taking a lot of pleasure from hurting others. Tonight though that pleasure might get turned around when Jazzy is through"

Slipknot's "Iowa" blasts from the sound system and while the fans were mixed on what they should be doing as Jazzy entered, they sound off with a resounding boo when Nevyrmorr comes through the curtain. The man dressed all in black with his ghostly white face grins at the crowd doing a little Hulk Hogan-esque winding up of the hand putting it to his ear.

Sabrina " An her opponent, he hails from Terre Haute, Indiana....This is The Dark Warrior....Nevyrmorr!!!"

The boos only get louder as this cocky young man slowly strolls towards the ring looking to be in no real big hurry.

Busch" Here he comes folks, this man has went from a guy that everyone pretty much liked to hated after what he done to Whisper for no reason at all"

Styles" He has a reason Burt, Whisper attacked him"

Busch"After he had interrupted her farewell speech with some very vile things. He burnt her Eddie, she punched him and he burnt her, there is no justification for that what so ever and I know you know that"

Styles" Well maybe, but I'm not going to be the one to lecture Nev on morality in his actions. I'm to damn pretty to be burned"

Nev rolls into the ring sitting in the corner ala Raven and staring at Jazzy with this arrogant smirk on his face. The bell rings with Sabrina heading back to the floor and Jazzy comes across the ring after Nev, but Nev immediately yells for the Referee Frank Mason to keep her back. Jazzy screams at Nev to get up only to have him give her a little go away gesture with the hand.

Busch" What is he doing now? Get up and fight, he is was in a hurry to fight in Buffalo when he attacked a blind Whisper "

Styles" He is getting under Jazzy's skin, he knows she is a rookie and is using that desire to do good against her. "

Slowly Nev pulls himself up to his feet by the top rope and takes off his trenchcoat handing it out to the floor. Jazzy is seething now, wanting to get at Nev, but he continues to take his time. With the coat off Nev returns to the corner standing this time though. Again as Jazzy tries to get to him, Nev waves her back with Mason's help holding her. This little stalling technique has the fans booing once again showing their hate for the Dark warrior.

Busch" Oh c'mon, get this man out of the corner Ref"

Styles" He is just preparing, he has a right to do that"

Jazzy lunges forward with the Ref going low hooking her waist to hold her back and Nev seeing his opening moving quickly forward and thumbing the young beauty to the eye. Mason didn't see a thing of course but Jazzy is clawing at her eye trying to see as Nev moves in.

Busch" What a dastardly S.O.B"

Styles' That was a brilliant move"

Busch" That was a cheap shot which seems to be all Nev is interested in taking these days. "

Mason is trying to question Nev on what he did, but Nev shoves by him now ready to fight with his opponent blinded. He nails Jazzy with several heavy fore arms shoving her back against the ropes and whipping her across the ring. Nev looks for a big clothesline but Jazzy ducks under, Nev turns eating a pair of boots to the face courtesy of a nice standing dropkick from Jazzy. Nev pops back to his feet only to be taken over with a hip toss, the Dark Warrior is reeling as he pops to his feet and catches a big clothesline that sends him tumbling over the top ropes out to the floor. The Detroit fans are going nuts as Jazzy is pumped up and ready to fight.

Busch" Nev got a little to confident and Jazzy just brought the house down on him. She might be young, but she has been trained by one of the best and is here tonight to fight"

Styles" Nev just needs to slow things down again, just take his time. He doesn't want to get into a high speed battle with this girl, that's when mistakes can happen."

Out on the floor Nev slowly gets to his feet holding the back of his head. Jazzy tries to come out after him but Mason moves her back...." Keep her back Ref, Keep her back!!"

Nev stalks around ringside with a chant going up from the crowd "COWARD...COWARD....COWARD"

Nev slams his hands on the ring apron putting them over his ears and screaming " SHUT UP!!!"

Busch" It looks like these Detroit faithful are getting under Nev's skin now Eddie"

Eddie" Just a horrible reaction from these fans, they should all be kicked out immediately. Nevyrmorr is not a coward"

Busch" If you act like a coward, look like a coward, then by god you gotta be---"

Eddie" Don't you start too"

Nev slowly gets back up on the ring apron but drops back down the minute Jazzy moves in. "Keeep her back damn it!!"

Mason moves Jazzy back again going back to his ten count trying to get Nev in the ring.

Styles" This is a mistake by Jazzy though, each time she moves in like that she breaks up the count and the Ref has to start over. That just gives Nev more time out of the floor to recover"

Busch" If he would just get back in the ring the Ref wouldn't have to count"

Nev inches up onto the ring apron again with Jazzy this time ducking around the Ref and going to grab Nev, again the devious man in black sticks a thumb to her eye, hooking her head and dropping her throat down over the top rope as he drops off the apron. Jazzy falls backwards grabbing at her throat with Mason admonishing Nev for his actions. Nev slides back under the ropes going right for the quick pinfall on Jazzy.

One...

Two...

Jazzy kicks out.

Nev slaps his hands together three times but Mason still signals two.

Busch" Again this man is looking for the under handed way out. "

Styles" He is just playing it smart Burt, he doesn't care about Jazzy and he doesn't care about Whisper. "

Busch" You're right, all he appears to care about is himself"

Nev pulls Jazzy to her feet taking her up with a body slam. He hits the ropes for momentum delivering an elbow drop but Jazzy rolls out of the way at the last split second. Nev comes to his feet but Jazzy is right there hitting another big dropkick with Nev popping up and getting taken over with an arm drag into an armbar as the crowd again goes nuts.

Busch" This Jazzy, might be a rookie but her moves are crisp and Nev is in trouble"

Styles" Give it time, Nev is just feeling her out"

Jazzy cranks back on the armbar with the Ref asking Nev if he wants to give it up. Nev doesn't even answer as he rolls up onto his knees to relieve some of the pressure and then comes up to a standing base...He shoves Jazzy back into the corner burying a knee to her gut to finally get her to let go of his arm. Nev whips Jazzy hard across the ring to the far turnbuckle following her in with a clothesline....He flashes that cocky smirk at the crowd holding up his index finger signaling one more time. Nev whips Jazzy back across the ring into the far turnbuckle looking to follow her in with the clothesline again, but this time Jazzy brings up the boot catching Nev in the face...Nevyrmorr staggers back with Jazzy leaping up onto the ropes and coming off with a high cross body.

Busch" High cross body from Jazzy, Nev is reeling"

Styles" Kick out Nev, Kick out"

One...

Two...

Th...

Nev throws Jazzy off coming back to his feet, Jazzy looks for a big haymaker right hand but Nev ducks under grabbing Jazzy in a belly to back suplex only instead of taking her over he takes her straight up into the air then drops her back down with her spine right over his knee.

Busch" Ohh a vicious modified backbreaker by Nev, just when it looks like Jazzy might get the upper hand Nev is one step ahead of her."

Styles" Jazzy very well might have a bright future ahead of her, but I promise you no amount of training has her prepared for the likes of Nevyrmorr. This is a trial by fire match, no pun intended"

Nev pulls Jazzy up to her feet by a handful of her hair taking her up and over with a snap suplex. He rolls over Jazzy to her stomach hitting the ropes and driving a knee right into her lower back illiciting the scream of pain from her that makes Nev. smile.

Busch" Nev is concentrating on Jazzy's lower back now. "

Styles" He might be softening her up for his finisher the Raven's Claw"

Nev remains with his knees in the center of Jazzy's back pulling up on her neck and legs.

Busch" He has her in an odd variation of a surfboard. This really puts a lot of pressure on your lower back Eddie"

Styles" Especially with a man over two hundred pounds sitting on your back while cranking back. This could be a submission victory for Nev"

Mason asks Jazzy if she wants to give up but gets a loud No from the young lady through clenched teeth. The crowd's boos of Nev suddenly change to cheers even as he is trying to snap Jazzy in two. But it isn't Nev the fans are cheering for as coming through the curtain at the top of the stage is the legendary Diva of Destruction Whisper. Whisper is still sporting the dark glasses to cover her injured eyes and using a white cane to slowly make her way down the ramp.

Busch" That's Whisper!!! I didn't even know she was in the building tonight."

Styles" What is she doing out here? The woman can't even see anymore, she has no business out here around ringside"

Busch" She is out here to cheer for her pupil Eddie. If you don't want her out here, you go tell her"

Styles"Uhhh, I can't leave you alone over here, the ratings would plummet like BP stock if I did"

Nev notices Whisper coming to the ring stumbling slightly but catching herself before she falls. The Dark Warrior laughs as he watches Whisper cautiously move to ringside. He picks Jazzy up sending her into the ropes and hitting her with a vicious roundhouse kick.

Busch" Damn that kick nearly took her head off. He is well in control now, why doesn't he go for the pinfall?"

Styles" Jazzy wanted this match, and she is going to get it. She is getting a real lesson in wrestling here tonight. If you can't take the pain honey, don't get in the ring"

Nev walks to the corner gesturing for the microphone. Sabrina reluctantly hands it over to him with his heavy breathing echoing through the arena now. " Hey Whispy, since I know the only thing you can see is...well nothing. I'm going to show what a nice guy I am and give you a little play by play for the blind. Right now I'm kicking the crap out of your little girlfriend here"

Nev stomps Jazzy hard to the back

"Oooo did you hear that scream Whispy? I'm sure I heard something pop that time. "

Busch" Just when I think this man couldn't get any more disgusting he does"

Styles" You are just jealous he is stealing your job"

Busch" I'm pretty sure my job is quite safe"

Styles" Tell that to Bobby Fecca"

Nev hands the mic to Mason and pulls Jazzy up and whips her into the ropes catching her on the rebound and nailing a samoan drop

Busch" Samoan drop right on that back again. Just cover her already"

Styles" He likes to take his time. He reminds me a lot of the late great Buddy Rogers, with this methodical pace to a match"

Nev grabs the mic back from Mason" Hey Whispy, I just about put your girl right through the mat with a Samoan drop that would have Afa and Sika wanting to give me a grass skirt....Hmm I wonder if they make them in black"

Nev's laughter cackles through out the arena getting only drown out by the chorus of boos.

Busch" Nev is just toying with Jazzy now. This is despicable"

Styles" Ok Daffy, I think this is great myself. I haven't heard epic play by play like this since Gordon Solie"

" Well Whispy, this has been fun but I don't get paid by the hour....So I'm going to put your little girl away here now. Hmmmm do I want to use the Hexxer or the Raven's Claw? Oh what the hell, I'll surprise ya"

Nev gets back to his feet pulling a near lifeless Jazzy with him. He wraps her arm across her neck as Whisper slowly moves towards the steps.

Busch" It looks like Nev is going for the Hexxer but what is Whisper doing?"

Styles" She needs to stay off that ring apron before she falls off of it."

Whisper slowly moves up the steps onto the ring apron with Frank Mason moving over to tell her to get down. Nev pauses in mid move watching Whisper curiously as she moves along the apron until she is standing dead center. She turns to look at Nev , who lets Jazzy fall to the mat smiling and walks a little closer grabbing the mic once again.

" Whispy, it only works to get a closer look, if you can see at all"

Whisper drops the cane to the floor with Nev looking on now quite puzzled. Whisper removes the dark glasses and drops them to the inside of the ring looking directly at Nev...She points to her eyes and then to Nev saying the three words that Nev didn't want to hear..." I see you"

Busch" Oh my god, I think she can SEE!!!"

Styles" WHAT!!! RUN NEV RUN!!"

Nev stumbles backwards in clear shock at this revelation and gets taken right over with a school boy roll up by Jazzy.

One...

Two...

Three...

Busch" She did it....Jazzy beat Nevyrmorr"

Styles" This can't be happening....This isn't fair to Nev at all"

Busch" He deserves every second of it"

Whisper comes into the ring with Nev heading to the floor going ballistic over the defeat.

Sabrina" Here is your winner....Jazzzzzzyyyy!!!"

Nev is back up the ramp screaming at Whisper" You can't see....I blinded you....I blindeddddd youuuu"

Whisper grabs the mic that Nev had lost in his quick exit, helping Jazzy up to her feet as she is heavily favoring her back.

Whisper" Nevyrwas....I told you that I would get you someday and that day is June twenty seventh at Line in the Sand. Thanks to some wonderful doctors in Florida and some very innovative laser surgery....This Diva can seeeee!! And I will be seeing you at the pay per view. "

Nev is shaking his head vehemently side to side. " Not happening...No!!!"

Whisper" Oh it is happening alright Nev,and since you like to burn people....That match is going to be one on one....You against me....In an INFERNO MATCH!!"

The crowd comes off the hook, with Nev nearly having a total meltdown on the stage.

Busch" An Inferno match between Whisper and Nevyrmorr at Line in the Sand...Holy Jumped Jackrabbits what a way to start the show"

Styles" This just isn't fair"

Busch" Oh it's fair alright...He played with fire and now it looks like he's gonna be the one to get burned"

"Angel's Holocaust" By Iced Earth plays as Whisper and Jazzy celebrate in the ring.

Busch" Folks Whisper is back and she is mad...Speaking of mad, up next we have the Backyard champion in action against Allen Creed. Matlock has been quite the fodder for Leaky Format's jokes lately, will he take out that aggression of Creed or will the Pitbull Powerhouse continue Matlock's woes....We'll be right back"

*Commercial Break*

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When we return from our thirty second Wal Mart commercial, there’s Burt Busch and Eddie Styles in front of the banner again.

Busch, "It was a wild and crazy situation as the Diva of Destruction Whisper shocked the world, revealing that her vision had returned and that Nevyrmorr was going to have to pay the piper in two weeks at PWT’s Line in the Sand on Pay Per View."
Styles, "I still contest that that was a completely unfair situation for Nevyrmorr to be placed in."
Busch, "Seemed a bit more fair than having your retirement speech interrupted and then having fire thrown in y our face, causing temporary and nearly permanent vision loss."
Styles, "Yeah, Yeah… Whatever."
Busch, "Speaking of fair… Matt Matlock’s not a man who one wouldn't define as particularly "fair" either. That had us all wondering how things would work out when he was scheduled to meet the equally villainous Allen Creed. However, We wouldn’t be wondering long as the two clashed instantly, two brawlers throwing hard meat hooks like few have exchanged in twenty years or better. Let’s take you to that match now as it near’s it’s conclusion."

Our shot switches to the match. Allen Creed and Matlock in the center looking Fatigued. WHAM! WHAM! A hard right by Creed followed by a hip check bending the lone wolf over. WHAM! A hard forearm across the back drops Matlock down to a knee. Creed turns to the crowd and says, "BACKYARD CHAMPION?! CHAMPION MY ASS!" Creed pulls him up from the knee, grabs his wrist, and Irish whips him to the ropes. Creed drops down just a quarter second to early as Matlock puts on the breaks a quarter inch away from backdrop doom. He grabs Creed by the neck, pushes his head down a little further, then leaps and snaps back driving his neck to the mat with an outstanding looking neck breaker that actually draws some cheers from the usually anti-Matlock crowd.

Busch, "What a neck breaker by the Backyard Champion! Matlock with the cover …………One…………Two……… No! Matlock was just a hiccup away on that exchange."

Matlock slaps the mat in frustration and yells in that deep Canadian voice, "THAAAAAAAAAAAATS IT! IT’S OVERRRRRRRRR!"

Matlock pushes himself up and stalks as Creed holds his neck, pushing himself up. Creed staggers to his feet, Turns… WHAM! A kick to the gut… Matlock hoists him up into the razor’s edge position… Then WHAM! A Reverse Tommy Hawk as he tosses Creed up and catches the reverse Diamond Cutter-like Neck breaker. The crowd oOOoOos at Matlock’s surprising show of strength as Creed instantly grabs his neck with both hands. Matlock hooks the far leg and rolls back so all of his weight and Creed’s are on Creed’s shoulders as the ref slides down ……………One…………Two…………Three.

The Bell sounds as "Born With Nothing, Die With Everything" blasts over the PA. Sabrina announces, "Here is your winner via Pinfall... MATT MATLOCK!"

We Pause on Matlock having his arm raised before that image spirals away and we’re back on Busch and Styles at the banner.

Busch, "Like him or not, an impressive victory by Matt Matlock, Showing us exactly why Matt is a champion here in PWT."
Styles, "Who doesn’t like Matlock?"

Busch perks an eyebrow and puckers his lips in a very "Seriously?" type of expression before he shakes his head and says, "Well folks, once again it’s time for a brief commercial break. When we return we’ll see highlights of two Intergender pioners batteling for supremacy in addition to some very interesting interaction between two rivaling femme fatales. That and much more in just a moment"

*Commercial break*

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The big screen lights up showing PWT femme fatale Marie walking into a room labeled "Ladies Locker Room" the camera seems to follow her through the door as Marie stands near a locker still dressed in her ring gear and slowly pulls her top up over her head.

Busch" Uhhhh folks, I don't know what we are seeing here"

Styles" My first guess would be the greatest thing I have ever seen in my life"

Now dressed in only her skin tight fitting wrestling shorts and a rather skimpy looking sports bra, Marie hooks her thumbs into the waist band of her shorts and appears to be about to pull them down.

Busch" Who is filming this?"

Styles" I don't know,but I love them...Now be quiet so I can concentrate"

Busch" Don't drool on the monitor Eddie, it's expensive"

Marie just barely edges down her shorts giving the male viewing audience a hint of the thong she is wearing underneath, at least the very top of it when a voice comes from behind the camera.

"Slowly Pet, I want to zoom in on my little foreign refugee"

Marie spins around her eyes filling with fire as she screams "CHIENNE!!!"

Marie charges at the camera operator with both tumbling out into the hallway and the camera sliding to the left laying on its side but giving a full view of the fight breaking out in the hallway

Busch" That's Eris!!! Eris was the one taping Marie!! This woman is sick"

Styles" She seems to be rather smitten with young Miss Dominque and I don't think is going to take no for answer not that I blame her.. "

Busch" Eris called Marie a cookie cutter wrestler for god's sake and now she is doing this"

Styles" Well I guess call Eris, Mrs. Fields from now on because she sure seems to like those cookies"

In the back Marie lays in several lefts rocking the bigger Eris backwards. Eris claws at Marie's eyes blinding the Haitian Hottie and delivering a flurry of punches herself, but the little spitfire Marie doesn't back down from a fight with the girls going back and forth at each other until Referees, along with agents Holden Riser and Randy U. come into view pulling the girls apart.

"Come on you little bitch, I like it rough"

Marie says something in her deep French-Creole accent followed by" Vous le perverti malade!!"

As four men actually struggle to keep the girls apart JB steps into view..."Enough!!!"

The girls stop struggling against those restraining them.

" Every dang show you two are going at each other like two cats tied in a sack. Well I'm tired of hearing it, so you both are being sent home tonight!!"

The girls try to plead their cases but JB cuts them off.

" I don't want to hear it, I want you both out of the building by the time I go get myself a cup of coffee and come back. I don't want either of you in my sight until Line in the Sand on June twenty seventh and then ladies you two hellcats get to settle your differences the good ole fashion way....With a fight. "

Brooks walks out of the camera view with both girls glaring at each other.

Busch" Wow another huge match has just been made for Line in the Sand. First we hear Whisper is going to go head to head with Nevyrmorr in an Inferno match and now JB has just dropped the bombshell on those two bombshells. Marie Dominique and Eris will finally settle their grudge."

Styles" Line in the Sand is shaping up to be the pay per view of the year. I might just have to spend the money to see that show"

Busch" Uh you will be at the show"

Styles" Oh yeah right...Even better"

We pause on the scene, It spirals away and back to Busch and Eddie at the banner.

Busch, "Yes indeed, I believe you said it quite well last night… Line in the Sand is indeed turning into the Pay Per View event of the year for PWT. Two people who will be featured at this event are the two Intergender pioneers that’d wage battle soon after the Marie/Eris confrontation concluded. Of course I’m referring to miss Georgia James and Miss Kimberly Pain. Let’s join that match now as it approaches it’s conclusion."

We fade back into the arena as Busch says, "Good gracious. A Hellicious power slam from the self proclaimed goddess Georgia James as senior official Jim Richards slides into position… One… Two… Only two as the Revolution Champion powers the shoulder up to the approval of this near capacity crowd here in Detroit."

Not thrilled that her adversary kicked out off the power slam, Georgia cradles Kim’s chin in her elbow and locks her hands applying a solid chinlock.

Busch, "Well Georgia James staying on her and continuing to just wear down the PWT Revolution champion. Georgia’s looking as good as we’ve seen her in years… You’ve gotta wonder what kind of a statement it makes if Georgia, after already having defeated the Backyard champion two weeks ago, manages to obtain a pinfall over the Revolution champion here tonight."
Styles, "I’ve gotta imagine that it makes QUITE the Statement. It only seems logical to me that it’d place Georgia James right back into the top set of contenders."
Busch, "There’d certainly be an argument to be made in that direction, No doubt about it. Of course Kimberly Pain’s still very much in this thing and she’s not looking to be anybody’s stepping stone back to glory. Initially set to wage war with David Van Dam at Line in the Sand, however, Van Dam has had a scheduling conflict and won’t be able to make the show. I understand he’s extended his notice to PWT and that he’ll be making his last appereances with this organization over the course of the next two weeks at PWT Live events between now and Line in the Sand… Folks, Ifyou’re in the Michigan area I urge ya to head to Pwt.com and check out the live events schedule. Just because we’re not on TV doesn’t mean we’re not putting on one Heck of a show somewhere. Wednesday we make our way to Battle Creek for live action… Thursday it’s Lansing Michigan, Friday we’re in Flint Michigan, Saturday it’s Bay City Michigan, Then we continue on around the area till we find our way to Big Rapids on Saturday for a special Pre-Pay Per View Shockwave event and back home to Grand Rapids on Sunday for PWT’s Presents Line in the Sand on Pay Per View."

By now Kim has battled back to her feet. She hoists Georgia up looking for a high belly to back suplex but Georgia keeps flipping through and lands on her feet behind Pain. Georgia jumps back, Kim turns, Georgia shoots for the Savate kick but Kim ducks to a gasp from the crowd. Georgia snaps back around and SMACK! The flying calf kick damn near takes Georgia out of her boots and has both females down on the mat as the crowd goes wild.

Busch, "What a stupendous showing by these two great Intergender pioneers!"

The two women slowly start to pull themselves up… They stagger a bit… Georgia goes for a big forearm but Kim blocks and nails one of her own making Georgia spin around. Kim grabs Georgia by the head and snaps her down with a reverse face plant (Edge’s sitout deal there). Goergia grabs the back of her head as Kim covers …………One………Two…… Georgia kicks out. Holding her head she comes back to her feet as Kim grabs her and whips her into the corner, Kim’s back facing said corner as Georgia darts toward it. Kim takes a breath, Georgia however doesn’t hit the corner but, grabs the top ropes and leaps up. Kim turns, Georgia leaps back looking for the moonsault… Kim darts under… Georgia lands on her feet. Kim turns around, Georgia goes for the clothesline… Kim Ducks… Georgia turns… Kim Scoops her up on her shoulders…

Busch, "A Great series of back and forth but Kim’s got her up…"

Kim throws her off looking for her version of CM Punk’s "Go To Sleep" but when she throw’s Georgia up, Georgia keeps a hand on Kim’s neck, swings her legs through making her so she’s falling with her back toward the mat instead of her chest, brings in her knees and counters the Go To Sleep with an inverted Codebreaker making Kim fly back like The Rock taking a Stone Cold Stunner and making the crowd go berserk.

Busch, "BAH GOD! Kimberly Pain was goin for the Go To Sleep but… but Georgia James what a HUGE Counter, Nailing the Glorified To Perfection! That’s gotta be it!"

Sure enough Georgia Covers, Richards slides down ………………One……………Two……………Three!

The bell sounds as "Every Chance I Get" By TI Blasts over the PA Drawing a down pour of support for the match from the crowd.

Sabrina, "Your winner… GEORGIA JAMES!"

We pause on the ref raising Georgia’s arm as Busch can be heard saying, "And for a second show in a row, Georgia James laid waste to a PWT Champion, pushing her closer to making a return to the top of the ranks. When this special Sunday edition of Shockwave continues we join what will probably go down as the most controversial Wetdown in history in progress. Don’t go away."

*Commercial Break*

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After the thirty second add by Butterfinger we return to show Busch and Styles in front of the banner once again.

Busch, "Over the course of the last month or two, Scott Lunde has made quite the impact returning and placing former tag partner Duke Andrews in his sniper sites. However, last night in an interview with Leaky Format, He just took things to a whole new level…"
Styles, "It was disturbing even for me… Although before we get into that we should mention that Leaky announced at the beginning of that segment that He, Georgia James and Matt Matlock would be in a Triple Threat for the Backyard title the weekend of Line in the Sand."
Busch, "Absolutely… Big News about the backyard title but folks… Let’s show ya the groosum scene as we join Scott Lunde and Leaky Format on the Wetdown, already in progress."

We spiral away from that scene into Scott Lunde standing in the ring, The American Flag he stole from Duke two weeks ago in his hand, The Canadian Flag stuck in the metal turnbuckle that connects the ropes to the ring post. As Lunde stands there in his black jeans and Toronto Maple Leafs Jersey, We can hear the remix of the Canadian Anthem fading in the background.

Leaky, "Alright Playa-Playa… Now, We’ve been seeing ya smashin in Duke Andrew’s skull piece all over the place lately and what playas wanta know is… What the Deal-ie-yo?"

Leaky holds the mic to Lunde’s face who says, "The Deal-ie what?"

Leaky, "The Deal-ie-yo… You know… What’s good?"

Lunde seems perplexed as he says, "Uh… Hockey?"

Now Leaky seems perplexed, "Hockey? What? Naw man, What I’m askin is what’s good… What’s poppin… In the words of my main man Marvin, What’s Goin On pimp?"

Lunde now seems both confused and annoyed, "What’s Popping? What? Give me that damn thing!"

With Lunde’s free hand he yanks the microphone away from Leaky who kinda just laughs and shrugs.

Lunde, "DUKE ANDREWS! I WARNED YOU! I TOLD YOU! I told you not to Cross me! I told you that one day I’d haunt your nightmares! And what do ya know? One, Two, Lunde’s Coming for You! And you can’t lock the door, You can get a crucifix, you can stay up late, and you can never sleep again but anyway ya slice it the Canadian Dream’s gonna be there to do to you exactly what I’d like to do to EVERY American in this God forsaken country of yours… And that’s completely and utterly ANNIHILATE!"

Crowd: Booooooooooo……… USA! USA! USA! USA! USA! USA! USA! USA! USA!

Lunde snarls as he looks to Leaky, "Now, Did you bring the stuff I requested Mr. Format?"

Leaky nods and reaches under a table that was covered with a black table cloth. In doing so he withdrew a trash can and a bottle of lighter fluid.

Leaky, "I did but uh, These are some weird requests and I gotta say, I ain’t real crazy about being around white dudes with lighter fluid… I’m just sayin dawg."

Lunde yanks the trash can from Leaky and places it in the middle of the ring.

Busch, "What in the world is he doin here."

He then drops the American flag in the trash can and the crowd starts booing even louder. Leaky perks an eyebrow as Lunde snags the lighter fluid and picks his mic back up off the table.

"Now, I’m going to give "Old Glory" the treatment it deserves! Duke Andrews… I hope you’re watching this somewhere because after I kill your flag… You’re Next."

Lunde starts spraying the lighter fluid as Busch says, "Oh no… Don’t you tell me…. SCOTT LUNDE! DON’T YOU DARE! DON’T YOU DO IT! DON’T YOU DARE YOU SON OF A…"
Styles, "Whoa Burt…"
Busch, "WHOA BURT!? THIS SACK OF HUMAN EXTRAMENT IS ABOUT TO SET FIRE TO OUR NATION’S FLAG!"

Leaky steps in, "Whoa bro… That’s a bit much man… I can’t let you…"

BOOM! Lunde slams the mic into Leaky’s head making him snap back to the mat as the crowd boos. Lunde begins stomping at the host of the Wetdown as the crowd breaks into a chant…

Crowd: WE WANT DUKE! WE WANT DUKE! WE WANT DUKE! WE WANT DUKE! WE WANT DUKE!

Busch, "Even Leaky Format saying enough’s enough but Lunde with the cheep shot and now this crowd is begging for Duke Andrews but… Duke wrestled before the show for the live crowd and had already been told he could go home… I don’t even know if he’s still here, He may be half way back to Grand Rapids already."

Scott continues stomping away at Leaky till he finally rolls out of the ring to the floor. He then returns and grabs the bottle of fluid again, beginning to douse the flag.

Busch, "Somebody’s gotta stop this… We can’t let this happen…"
Styles, "You goin in there?"
Busch, "I… Well damn it… Yes! Yes I am!"
Styles, "Whoa! Burt, I was just yankin your chain! I agree, It needs to be stopped but let someone else…"

Thud… The headset hit’s the mat and Busch makes a b line for the steel steps.

Styles, "Damn it Burt, If you get yourself Killed I gotta do all the work myself tonight."

Busch climbs up onto the apron to a big ovation but Scott see’s him in the corner of his eye and WHAM! A hard running elbow knocks Busch down to the ringside floor where he grabs his neck and rolls over to his chest. Lunde returns to the trash can and now withdraws a white Zippo lighter with a red maple leaf in the center. He looks out, an evil smirk on his face as he flicks the zippo open and holds the flame high in the air for the masses to sea… Security might try and stop it but the fans are so incensed that Security’s got their hands full trying to keep em from jumping the barricade… Suddenly "Down From The Sky" by Trivium begins blasting over the PA Drawing an eruption from the crowd as Lunde’s eyes grow wide. The curtain flies as Duke Darts from the back in his street clothes with his gym bag slung over his shoulder. Duke darts down the ramp letting the bag fall off his shoulder as Scott drops the lighter on the mat and baseball slides out the back side of the ring as Duke shoots into the front side.

Styles, "Holy crap! Duke Andrews must have literaly been on his way out the door at the other end of the Joe Louis Arena when all of this started because he still had his gear bag over his shoulder when he came out. If Lunde could have waited just another minute or two Duke would have been gone and he might have gotten away with this… Hell, If Leaky and Burt just hadn’t given those breif interuptions our American Flag might be burning as we speak!"

Duke yanks off his Detroit Tigers T Shirt and throws it down, his muscles and his chest pumping hard as Lunde back peddles around the ring wanting no part of the Perfect Patriot Duke Andrews. Duke bends down and grabs the Maple leaf lighter…

Lunde, "Hey! That’s my property, give that…"

Duke winds up, there’s the pitch and the lighter’s flying through the erupting crowd.

Crowd: DUKE! DUKE! DUKE! DUKE! DUKE! DUKE! DUKE!

His music is still playing in the background as he walks over now and grabs the Canadian flag out of the turnbuckle, Scott’s eyes getting big as he screams, "KEEP YOUR AMERICAN HANDS OFF THAT! DON’T TOUCH THAT!"

Duke looks at Scott and says something we can’t pick up before he snaps the wooden flag pole in half over his knee making Scott go berserk and the crowd go wild.

Duke tosses the flag remnants down to Lunde as the crowd switches to : USA! USA! USA! USA! USA!

Duke finally reaches into the trash can, Withdraws Old Glory and lifts that flag pole high in the air letting the world see the finest flag there’s ever been as he continues talking junk to Lunde that we can’t hear, and Lunde is damn near crying with rage toward Duke and mourning toward his broken Flag pole. We pause on Duke with the flag and spiral back to Busch and Styles at the banner.

Busch, "Well folks, I think it’s safe to that the animosity between Duke Andrews and Scott Lunde is at an all time high and when these two finally meet, It’s all gonna come to a head."
Styles, "Speaking of heads, how’s your neck feel?"
Busch, "It was sore for a while… Thanks for the assist partner."
Styles, "Don’t mention it buddy."

Styles winks as Busch just shakes his head.

Busch, "We’ve gotta take a brief break so you can hear some words from our friends at Progressive auto insurance but, When we return we’ll present to you a tag team contest featuring Scott Addams and Drew Stevenson on one side of the ring against new comer Chris Burden and… Shattered Soul’s Camera Tech, Richie Stevens. It’s interesting for sure but, perhaps of equal interest is what occurs afterwards. Don’t miss it, We’ll be back in just a moment."

*Commercial Break*

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The arena lights suddenly just shut off consuming the arena into complete darkness. The sudden engulfing of a massive bright spotlight shines down onto the entry area, the fans try looking through it but it is far too bright to see through it with the naked eye. Suddenly, the public address sound system comes on playing ''The Ectasy of Gold'' by Metallica just as the stage is still engulfed in the massive light. After a few seconds, the spotlight begins fading away and the arena lights return to life as there stands Drew Stevenson with his hands on his hips just looking out nodding as these fans cheer him.

Sabrina: Ladies and gentlemen the following Tag Team Match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first from Seymour Missouri, he is DREWWWWWW STEVENSONNNNNN!

 He begins walking down the aisle until he gets down to the ring, he quickly rolls into the ring from under the bottom rope immediately getting back to his feet.

Busch: Well Eddie, this one is going to be interesting. Two weeks ago, Drew Stevenson and his tag team partner tonight Scott Adams put on one epic battle, and after the match ended, Drew and Scott were attacked by Richie Stevens and Chris Burden. Apparently, Shattered Soul sent Richie to take out Drew, and Richie found Chris Burden and somehow talked him into attacking these two.

Styles: Burden is going to be big time here in PWT, he decided to get his name out there by attacked two of our quote unquote 'big name wrestlers'. It makes perfect sense.

"Dead Right" by Genuflect begins to play over the PA system. The fans are up on their feet cheering for Scott Adams, as he makes his entrance. Scott appears on the stage, and the fans explode for Adams. Scott smirks as he takes it in before he finally starts walking down the ramp to join Drew in the ring.

Sabrina: Introducing next, from Chicago, Illinois he is SCOTTTTT ADAMSSSSS

Busch: I am sure you're going to disagree with my Styles, but I really think Adams showed all of PWT that he is for real, and that he is to be taken seriously with the way he went toe to toe with Drew last week.

Styles: Meh, it doesn't say much to go toe to toe with Drew anymore. I mean, if you can put your false teeth in, and operate a electric wheelchair, you can go toe to toe with Drew.

Scott and Drew are both in the ring, awaiting their opponents. "Destroy Everything" by Hatebreed begins playing over the PA system, and the fans starts to boo as they get ready for Chris Burden to come out. Burden appears at the top of the ramp. He pauses at the top of the ramp and then continues down the ramp. He gets about halfway down the ramp, when we see some movement at the curtains at the top of the ramp. Richie Stevens appears through the curtains. He starts posing for the fans as he makes his way down the ramp behind Burden who has no idea he is behind him.,

Sabrina: Introducing their opponents. CHRIS BURDENNNNN and RICHIE STEVENSSSSSS!

Burden turns around to find Richie standing behind him. Chris exchanges a few words with Richie, certainly something about introducing his entrance, and then Chris turns and heads towards the ring, with Richie a few feet behind. They reach the ring, and climb in cautiously. Expecting Drew and Scott to attack them, but Drew and Scott stand in their corner. Richie climbs up on the middle turnbuckle, well at least he tried too, he lost his balance and slipped and the fans had a good laugh about that.

Busch: As good as Burden might be in your mind, I don't think there is anyway that this dysfunctional team can stick together and beat Drew and Scott.

Styles: My faith is in Burden. Have you heard the guy talk? He is a gentleman! Guys like that can take care of business inside the ring trust me.

Busch: Because of the way he talks. I guess I will take your word for it.

Back in the ring, Mitch Roberts is officiating this match, He gets the two teams to their respective corners. Drew and Chris are going to start things off tonight. Mitch calls for the bell. Drew and Chris spring into action. They meet in the middle of the ring, and Chris immediately kicks Drew in the gut, Drew is doubled over, Chris locks him in a side headlock. Chris can only hold Drew in the headlock for a few seconds, before Drew shoves Burden away. Chris runs to the ropes, and bounces off. Drew is waiting for him, but Chris' momentum carries him as he rams his shoulder into Drew's chest knocking Drew down. Drew hits the mat but is quick to his feet, but before he can get all the way to his feet, Chris gets in a dropkick to the back of Drew's knee which drops Drew to the ground. Chris starts to go after Drew, but Richie Stevens stops him, by shouting his name. Chris stops and turns to Richie who holds out his hand wanting a tag. Richie, laughs and shakes his head. Richie begs Chris to tag him in, Chirs just smirks as he turns to find Drew.

Busch: Richie was begging for the tag and it ended up costing Burden, as it gave Drew time to recover and Drew caught Burden with a quick upper cut followed by a quick belly to belly suplex.

Styles If Richie Stevens costs Burden this match, I might consider getting in the ring, and show Richie what wrestling is.

Burden is down after the belly to belly suplex from Drew. Drew quickly tags in Adams who jumps over the top rope, and is in the ring. Drew climbs out. Burden is climbing to his feet, Adams grabs Burden by the chin and lifts him to his feet, Scott delivers a huge knife edge chop that sends Chris reeling backwards. Chris stumbles back into the ropes, Scott is right on top of him, and he grabs him and whips him across the ring to the ropes. Burden hits the ropes and bounces off, Scott is running at him and goes for a clothesline but Burden scouted it and ducked underneath the clothesline. Scott's momentum carries him to the ropes, he bounces off the ropes and turns around still running at Chris who drops to the ground and connects with a drop toe hold. Scott hits the mat hard. Once again Richie is begging Burden to tag him in, but Chris ignores him again. Chris waits for Scott to climb to his feet. Chris stalks him from behind. Scott reaches his feet and slowly turns to face Chris, Chris throws a bunch at the side of Scott's head, but Scott puts up an arm blocking it. Chris throws another one, and another block comes from Scott. Chris throws one more punch, but Scott stops him dead in his tracks with a kick to Burden's gut. Chris doubles over, Scott tries to grab him by the head and maybe go for a suplex, but before he can. Chris drops down his knee, and delivers a low blow to Adams. Adams immediately jumps in the air holding his 'boys' as the fans shower Chris with boo's. Chris immediately grabs Scotts head and drops him with a quick DDT.

Busch: Some gentleman huh Styles?

Styles: He is still a gentleman, but even gentlemen do what they have to do to win matches.

Burden wanted to go for the pin but Mitch Roberts, gets in his face warning him around the low blow. Burden was close enough to his corner, that Richie leaned over the top rope and tagged himself in. Burden quickly turns around, as Richie quickly gets in the ring. Burden is livid and tries to go after Richie, but Mitch Roberts forces Burden out of the ring.

Busch: Here we go folks, let's see wat Stevens can do in the ring! If anything?

Styles; I bet he is actually a stud in the ring.Thats my bet.

Well he may be no stud, but Richie runs to the ropes bounces off, and then delivers a big Hulk Hogan style leg drop that finds it's mark. Richie pins Adams. Mitch Robets was still forcing Burden out of the rring, but turns around and counts the pin. 1...........2...Adams kicks out. Richie looks shocked and slightly horrified. He jumps to his feet and runs towards his corner to try to tag out, but Burden prentends to have something in his eye, and jumps off of the ring apron just before Richie can get to him. Richie shakes his head and argues with Mitch Roberts that Burden has to let him tag out, but Mitch is having no part of it. Richie turns around, just in time to see Scott tag in Drew. Richie looks around trying to find a way out, but when he doesn't see any quick solutions, Richie decides to 'sack up' and runs at Drew who is in the middle of the ring. Drew immediately drops his shoulders down and catches Richie with a huge back body drop. Richie slams down to the mat hard as the crowd explodes.

Busch: Richie has to be regretting getting involved with Drew after that. Richie is down and appears to be out after a simple back body drop.

Back in the ring, Drew grabs Richie by the arm, and pulls him to the middle of the ring. Drew drops down making the pin, Burden is back in his corner, but makes no effort to stop Drew from pinning Richie. 1................2........THRENOOOOOOOOOOO!

Busch: STEVENS KICKS OUT!

Burden's face speaks for everyone in the area, he looks surprised. Chris shakes his head and then applauds his teammate. Drew doesn't appear to be to shocked. As he pulls Richie up to his feet, Drew pushes Richie towards Burden in the corner, Richie desperately tries to reach bag and tag out, and Burden is trying to get tagged in, but Drew stops him short and whips him across the ring to his corner where Adams is. Richie slams into the turnbuckle. Drew makes his way to the corner and tags in Adams.

Busch: Good teamwork here on display from Stevenson and Adams. I'm sorry Burden, but you can only do so much.

Styles: Just you wait, eventually Richie will make the tag and Burden will take over.

Adams is in, Stevenson is out. Scott is in the ring, he grabs Richie and holds him in position to connect with a suplex, with Richie's head under Scott's arm. Scott doesn't immediately go for the suplex though instead he drags Richie to the middle of the ring, Scott holds his hands out, and smirks at Burden who smirks back. Richie starts to go for the suplex, He starts to lift Richie into the air, but Richie wraps his leg around the back of Scott's leg stopping him from hitting the suplex. Scott tries again, to the same result.Richie blocks it again. Scott slams his free arm down on Richie's neck. Richie falls to his knee. Scott goes to get him in position for the suplex again, but this time Richie shoots up, slamming his head into Scott's chin. Scott stumbles backwards, and Richie desperately dives towards the corner of the ring and makes the tag for Burden.

Busch: Well I've got to admit, it wasn't pretty, but Richie got himself out of a bad situation.

Styles: And here comes Burden. Just like I told you.

Burden climbs in the ring, and immediately attacks Scott. Scott is still holding his chin, and Burden doesn't help the situation with a couple of quick shots to the chin. Adams is definitely dazed, he throws a wild punch that Burden easily ducks. Burden spins Adams around, wraps his arms around him, and executes a perfect German suplex. Adams hits the mat hard, and Burden quickly covers, but Drew doesn't give Mitch Roberts a chance to count the pin, as he rushes in and kicks Burden on the side of his head. Mitch immediately rushes to get Drew out of the ring, Drew fights a little which allows Richie to climb in the ring and deliver a few swift kicks to Adams gut. Drew is finally out of the ring, and Richie quickly climbs out of the ring. Burden picks Scott up, and then Chris pushes him into the ropes. But he made a big mistake, as he pushed him to close to Drew and Drew tags himself in.

Busch: Here comes Stevenson, and listen to this crowd! They love Drew.

Chris immediately lets go of Scott, Drew shoots towards Chris, Chris throws a punch that Drew ducks. Chris turns and throws another one, and once again Drew ducks, but this time, he slaps his knee up into Chris's gut. Chris doubles over, Drew grabs him and whips him to the ropes. Chris hits the ropes and bounces off, Chris though comes off with a clothesline in mind, but Drew ducks out of the way. Chris keeps running though, because Scott adams is infront of him still at the ropes. Burden delivers a nasty clothesline on Scott that sends Scott over the top rope, and out of the ring. Burden turns around, and finds Drew waiting for him. Drew tries to kick Chris in the gut, but Chris catches Drew's foot. Drew is hopping up and down. But then Drew takes one big hop in the air and catches Chris napping when he hits him with a big enzuguri. Chris drops to the mat, and Drew quickly covers.

Busch: What a move from Drew, I haven't seen him do that one in a while.

Styles: Meh, I am sure Burden is fine.

Drew stops pinning Chis though when out of the corner of his eye, he sees Richie climbing in the ring. Drew jumps off of Chris and lunges at Richie, Richie does the first smart thing he has done all match, and pulls Mitch Roberts infront of him, keeping Mitch inbetween him and Drew. Drew tries to pull Mitch out of the way, but Richie holds on as tight as he can. Drew and Richie play tug a war with Mitch Roberts, which unfortunately for Drew gives Burden enough time to recover. Burden is up behind Drew. Drew has no idea. Chris grabs him by the shoulder, and spins him around Chris then connects with his finisher the Over Easy which is a Fisherman DDT.

Busch: Adams is down outside the ring, Stevenson is down inside the ring, Eddie, you might be right, Burden might have down this. Which alot of help from Richie actually. Mitch is still distracted with Richie in the corner.

Styles: Get out of the ring Richie, let Burden pin Stevenson and win this one.

Chris sees Richie arguing with Mitch Roberts, Chris immediately rushes to his corner, and forces Richie out of the ring, Richie is now arguing with Burden. Burden shares a few choice words and then turns to find Drew. Richie leans overs the rope again and slaps Burden on the back, tagging himself in. Richie flies in the ring, and rushes over to pin Drew. Burden is pissed though. He pulls Richie off of Drew. Richie tries to fight away from Burden, but Burden kicks him in the stomach, and then hits Richie with the

Busch: OVER EASY!!!!! Burden hit's Richie with the Over Easy! And folks just in case you lost track that is his partner.

Styles: What the?

Chris immediately turns and leaves the ring, and heads up the ramp towards the back as the fans boo him. Back in the ring, both Drew and Richie are down. Drew shows the first signs of life as he climbs up to his feet. Drew looks around and sees Burden walking through the curtains. Drew grabs Richie's legs, and locks him in the Missouri Cloverleaf. Richie immeidately shoots to life, face writhing in pain. He holds on for a split second but it is too much, and Richie taps out.

Styles: No! That damn Richie Stevens! Burden had it.

Busch: What a match folks

Sabrina: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winners via submission, DREW STEVENSON and SCOTT ADAMS!

Busch, "Burden’s High tailed it out of here… Richie’s just felt the Cloverleaf and Drew Stevenson and Scott Addams are your winners.

Addams grabs a mic, "Hey Burden! Beating you and the camera jockey was nice… But, I’m no where near finished… Two weeks from tonight, No camera guy weighing you down, No Drew Stevenson watching my back… You and Me bud… And when it’s done You’ll know that no amount of money Shattered Soul could have paid you is worth the mess you got yourself into when you pissed off the Platinum Innovator."

Drew Nods and pats Addams on the back as Addams drops the mic. You might suspect that now’d be a good time for Drew’s theme to hit? Not unless his theme is "Sounds of Madness" by Shinedown. The Red spot lights begin sweeping the place as the crowd erupts with boos.

Busch, "Are they finally…"

The curtain moves and out steps Shattered Soul and Jessica Jones side by side. Addams and Stevenson seem ready to go, Soul and Jessica seem ready to go…

Busch, "Shattered Soul had kidnapped Jessica Jones a month ago…"
Styles, "How he didn’t return her in that amount of time is beyond me. What an annoying bi…"
Busch, "BIT OF Information to add here, It appears to have surfaced over the internet that Soul had finally released two weeks ago, however, Now they’re… Working together?"

Soul and Jessica finally dart down the ramp. JJ and Soul go to shoot into the ring but when they do Soul spins around, choosing not to slide in. JJ Stands up and spins around looking down at Soul…

"What the Hell?!"

Shattered Soul, "There ya go ya big tough bitch. All ya had to do was stay tied up for two Shockwaves and we’d of come back and taken over… But You shot the whole thing to Hell because you’re a selfish, self absorbed C*NT! Well, You’re obviously too big and bad for me, Guess you’ll have to see if you’re too big and bad for them. I Quit. Go F**k yourself."

And with the camera picking up all of that, Soul turns and leaves. Jessica just rolls her eyes and turns around… Evidently she forgot she was in No Man’s land. WHAM! A big Clothesline from Drew to JJ! JJ Shoots back up, WHAM! A Second clothesline! JJ Shoots back up a third time, Rock-style Spine buster… Drew’s got the legs, He rolls her over in the cloverleaf as the crowd erupts.

Busch, "MISSOURI CLOVERLEAF! If Drew Stevenson puts this on in two weeks he could be Titanium champion!"

JJ begins tapping as Addams continues watching Drew’s back, making sure Soul’s not coming back.

Drew finally releases as JJ grabs her back and rolls out of the ring. Stevenson’s theme blares over the PA he and Addams celebrate at separate corners… We pause and Spiral back to Busch and Styles.

Busch, "What a situation folks. Shattered Soul left Jessica Jones out to dry and then proceeded to quit the Company and Drew Stevenson… Drew Stevenson proved that if he can lock in that devastating Missouri Cloverleaf two weeks from now at Line in the Sand he’ll most likely become PWT Titanium champion."
Styles, "And speaking of championships… We got a championship match coming up next don’t we?"
Busch, "We sure do… Right after we take a look at the Video Game "Red Dead Redemption."

*Commercial Break*

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And after that brief add for Red Dead Redemption, we’re back with Busch and Styles at the banner.

Busch, "It wasn’t long after Immortal Glory that Hope Rivers got an eye lash victory over Teresa Ramos to win the PWT Femme Fatale championship. The rematch was even closer but once again, Hope JUST managed to get the roll up and hold it for the three. Since that time Teresa Ramos has put together quite the win streak as Hope Rivers… Well… Watched I suppose. In any event, I guess all that watching finally exhausted her -Or perhaps Taylor Lynn did- because when we took to the air in Detroit last night the so-called champion was no where in site. I say "so-called", because real champions come to work. In any event, for whatever reason it appears that she has chosen to call it a day in Professional Wrestling Today. Bye. So Jonathan Brooks made the decision to take the newly vacated Femme Fatale championship and place it on the line in the bout between Teresa Ramos and Tani Lyons in what we believe to be the current Femme Fatale match of the year canadate. It's the best match we've seen in this division in a long time, one of the best matches PWT's seen in a long time.. We’re gonna take ya to that match in it’s entirety…… Right Now."

Beautiful Disgrace" begins to play over the speakers there are boos heard from the crowd as Tani's video begins to play. Tani steps out onto the entrance ramp with her hands on her hips. She looks around for a second and bounces her head upward.

Sabrina: Ladies and Gentlemen the next contest is scheduled for one fall and will be for the Femme Fetale Championship, intoducing first, from Apple Valley California, she is Tani Lyons!!!!!

Tani gets a somwhat mixed reaction from the crowd, but there are definitely more cheers than boos. Tani walks over towards the steel steps walking up them. She walks to the middle of the turnbuckles and swings her leg through the middle and top rope. She takes her time ducking under the ropes and getting into the ring making the crowd pop with cheers for a second. Tani then walked towards the middle of the ring standing with her chin in the air and hands on her hips.

Busch: Folks, in case you are just joining us, it was announced tonight that this match between Tani Lyons and Teresa Ramos is going to be for the recently vacated Femme Fatale championsip.

Styles: Good, maybe that will make this match more exciting.

Busch: I don't know what you are talking about Eddie, this match is going to be a great one. Tani and Teresa are two of the best we've got here in PWT. On one hand you've got Tani Lyons who has been around wrestling for a while and established herself as one of the best, and on the other hand you have Teresa Ramos who definitely has the potential to be one of the best women wrestlers we have seen in this sport.

Speaking of Miss. Ramos. The sound of "Smooth" by Rob Thomas featuring Santana blasts over the sound system as the fans burst into noise, full of cheers and jeers. The lovely Teresa comes out onto the stage, dressed in her usual ring attire, strutting about. She stops to pose, a triumphant, broad smile on her face and her hands on her hips before starting down the ramp, dead center.

Sabrina: And her opponent, from El Paso, Texas she is Teresa Ramos!

Teresa walked across the ring apron, scraping her feet on it in an arrogant way before slipping one of her long legs through into the ring below the top rope,  blowing a mocking kiss into the camera before entering the ring completely. Teresa walks into the center of the ring, posing again as camera flashes go off before she walks to her side of the ring and stretches out until the match starts. Referee Frank Mason is in the middle of the ring with the Femme Fatale title in hand, he holds it in the air to make sure everyone knows that this match is for the belt. Frank lowers the belt and gets it out of the ring, and then he calls for the bell, and we are underway.

Busch: Here we go folks, this is going to be a good one.

Teresa and Tani are still standing in opposite corners of the ring. Tani starts yelling something across the ring, Teresa smirks, and shakes her head. She then turns her back on Tani, and grabs onto the top ropes and continues to stretch. Tani saw an opportunity here and runs at Teresa, but she did exactly what Teresa wanted her too, Tani gets right behind Teresa, and raises her hands up in the air and is going to club Teresa in the back, but Teresa out of no where spins backwards kicking Tani in the gut as she does. Tani is doubled over, Teresa now brings her forearm down on the back of Tani's neck and it drops Tani to a knee. Teresa grabs Tani by the hair, and pulls her up to her feet. Once Tani is standing up, Teresa whips her to the ropes. Tani comes off the ropes and Teresa catches her around the neck and locks in a sleeper hold, that nearly rips Tani's head clean off. Teresa tries to apply the pressure, but Tani is able to get a little wiggle room and slams her elbow back into Teresa's stomach. Teresa is able to keep the sleeper hold locked in. Once again throws an elbow into Teresa's gut. Teresa breaks off the hold. Tani tries to spin around and hit Teresa with a punch, but gets kicked in the gut by Teresa, Tani is doubled over again.

Busch: Lyons just can not get the upperhand. Teresa is one step ahead of Lyons so far.

Styles: So much for Tani being the best.

Teresa, grabs Tani and gets her in position for a suplex, but Tani ain't done fighting yet. She throws a couple of hard right hands in to Teresa's side. Tani then quickly slides Teresa in position and connects with a snap suplex.  Teresa slams into the mat, and Tani quickly covers. 1...............2...........THKICKOUT!!!

Busch: Tani trying to steal a quick one from Teresa, but Ramos kicks out.

Styles: Teresa isn't going to lose that easy. No surprise there.

After kicking out Teresa rushes to her feet, and throws a wild punch that Tani easily ducks. Tani then throws a narly punch that finds it's mark right on Teresa's chin. Tani throws and connects with another punch, and another, and one final one. Teresa is stumbling backwards and finally runs into the turnbuckle. Tani continues her attack as she stands Teresa straight up, and then delivers a huge, nasty knife edge chop to Teresa's chest. Teresa immediately drops to a knee holding her chest. Tani stands Teresa up again and delivers another chop. This one seems to ring throughout the whole arena.

Styles: What is Tani thinking?! She could possibly be destroying Teresa's mighty fine bossom regions!

Busch: I don't think Tani cares much for that stuff.

Back in the ring, Tani has got a hold of Teresa's hair and drags her to the middle of the ring, Tani whips Teresa to the ropes, Teresa hits the ropes and bounces back, Tani is waiting for her, she picks her up around the waist and hits a big backbreaker. Teresa crumbles to the mat and Tani covers her again, but this time she doesn't even get a two count as Teresa kicks out quickly. Tani doesn't look to shocked that Teresa kicked out. She climbs to her feet just as Teresa does. Tani goes to grab Teresa, but Resa catches her out of no where with an uppercut. Tani flies backwards, Tani regains her balance, and turns around just in time to see Teresa streaking towards her. Teresa leaps up in the air, jumping high enough to land on Teresa's shoulder. Teresa flips backwards connecting with a...

Busch: Hurricanrana from Ramos. And Teresa covers 1...........2........NO Lyons kicks out.

Teresa looks at Frank Mason, thinking it was a little slow of a count. He shrugs his shoulders and Teresa climbs to her feet. Tani is still down, and Teresa adds a little insult to injury with some kicks to Tani's gut. After three or four kicks, Teresa leans down and picks Tani up. Teresa punches Tani in the stomach doubling her over, Teresa runs behind Tani, bounces off the ropes, and hits Tani with a bulldog. Teresa should have pinned but doesn't instead she plays to the crowd a little, she points to the Femme Fatale belt at ringside, and outlines the shape of it over her stomach, telling the world that is where it's going to be.

Busch: Teresa better worry about beating Tani before she makes any plans about being champ.

Back in the ring, Tani is still down, Teresa stops playing to the crowd and turns around and walks over towards Tani. Teresa bends down to pick Tani up, but Tani catches her off guard and rolls her up with a small packages. Frank Mason shoots to the ground 1.............2..............THRE KICKOUT from Teresa at the last possible second.  Teresa and Tani both shoot up out of the rin, Teresa starts to throw a punch, but Tani shows a little boxing skills and quickly jabs Teresa right in the face. Teresa stumbles backwards as Tani runs at her and pounces ontop of her, tackling Teresa to the ground. Tani mounts Teresa and unloads a series of powerful punches. Teresa covers her face as good as she can, but it looked like Tani still got a few shots in, finally Frank Mason jumps in and pulls Tani off of Teresa.

Busch: Tani with a sudden surge of rage and she takes Teresa to the mat.

Frank warns Tani, but she pays him no mind, as she slips by and runs towards Teresa who is on a knee. Tani leaps up and drives her knee right into Teresa's face. Teresa falls backwards holding her face, Tani probably would have continued to attack, but Teresa wisely rolls out of the ring and out of Tani's grasp. Teresa clutches her face, as she leans up against the guard rail trying to recover. Tani is in the ring yelling at Teresa to get back in the ring, but Teresa holds up a finger as if to tell her that she will be in the ring in a minute. Tani didn't have any time to wait around, she jumps out of the ring and goes to grab Teresa, Teresa has other plans as she throws her elbow into Tani's face. The fans boo loud as Teresa then grabs Tani's head and slams her face first into the ring apron.

Busch: Eddie, neither competitor can get the upper hand. One minute one of them has the momentum, and the next the other one takes it away. This one is going to be a hell of a contest.

Back outside the ring, Teresa rolls Tani into the ring and then Teresa follows. Tani is up on her feet by the time Teresa gets in the ring, Teresa runs at Tani, Tani ducks a clothesline, Teresa hits the ropes and bounces off, Tani is waiting for her and goes for a hip toss, Teresa flips all the way over though, landing on her feet. Tani runs at Teresa, Teresa drops to the mat and connects with a drop toe hold. Teresa is slow to her feet, when she climbs to her feet, she grabs Tani's legs and tries to lock her into a submission, like a sharpshooter, or a texas cloverleaf but Tani kicks her legs and does everything it takes to fight Teresa away. Finally Teresa gives up and throws her legs back down to the mat. Teresa quickly runs to the ropes, bounces off and goes for an elbow drop, but Tani rolls out of the way. Teresa shoots to her feet, and tries another running elbow drop, and once again Tani rolls out of the way. The fans cheer loudly for Tani for the first time of the night, definitely entertained by her evading Teresa.

Busch: i don't think this one is going to end in the time limit it has been assigned, these two are about as evenly matched as it gets.

Styles: The longer the matche goes for, the more I get to see Teresa so there will be no complaining for me.

Teresa gives up on hitting an elbow drops, and let's Tani get up to her feet. The women stand across the ring from each other in somewhat of a staredown. Both women are breathing heavily, as they look at each other, and just like that they dart towards each other, locking up in the middle of the ring, they struggle for power with Tani finally claiming it, Tami slides Teresa into a side headlock. Tami then quickly executes a headlock take down. Teresa hits the mat hard, but finds her second wind, and pushes back up her feet quickly. This time as soon as she hits her feet, she runs at Tani and Tani drops her with an arm drag takedown. Teresa hits the ground hard, but once again quickly gets to her feet, she spins around to find Tani and when she does Tani leaps up into the air going for a huge standing dropkick. Teresa scouted it, and dodges out of the way. Tani falls to the mat, Teresa runs back to the ropes, she hits them and comes off hard. Teresa once again leaps high into the air, going for a hurricanrana. Tani catches her on her shoulder and immediately drops down, and hits Teresa with a devastating sit out powerbomb, she drapes her legs over Teresa's shoulders pinning her.

Busch: Folks that just might be it, we might have a new Femme Fatale Champ in Tani Lyons.

Styles: Oh ye have little faith.

1..................2...........

Styles: Uh oh....

THREKICKOUT!!!!! Frank Mason's hand is coming down and inches from the mat, when Teresa frees her shoulder and kicks out. Tani is furious, she had it won. She immediately shoves Teresa and climbs to her feet and goes after Frank Mason. Tani is certain that she had it, Frank argues that his hand hadn't hit the mat before Teresa kicked out. Tani doesn't guit arguing though. Frank argues right back.

Busch: Tani better look out, Teresa is showing signs of life.

Teresa crawls towards Tani from behind her. Teresa, is just a foot or two behind Tani. She reaches up and grabs Teresa pulling her backwards pinning her, Teresa has a handful of Tani's tights strenghting the pin. Tani desperately tries to fight it, Frank drops to the mat. 1...........
Tani can't get free but she is just a few feet from the ropes.  She reaches out and grabs the bottom rope. 2..........

Busch: Frank Mason doesn't see Tani's hand on the bottom rope. He can't see it!

THREE!!!!! Teresa lets go of Tani. Tani immediately jumps to her feet and gets in Frank's face telling him she had hold of the rope, he tells her he didn't see it. Tani throws a fit, kicking the room rope, and pulling at her her hair, she goes after Frank, who wisely escapes by dropping to the mat, and rolling under the bottom rope.

Busch: FOLKS we have a new Femme Fatale Champ and her name is Teresa Ramos. What a controversial ending.

Styles: Controversial? What was so bad about that.

Busch: Eddie you know Tani had grabbed the bottom rope, which should have ended the count.

Styles: But it didn't, and finally we have a hottie for a Femme Fatale Champion. No matter how it happened, I am okay with that.

Teresa is given the Femme Fatale championship and she immediately starts to celebrat the victory.

Sabrina: Here is your winner, and the new Femme Fatale Champ.... Teresa Ramos!!!!

Busch: Well folks that was  a hell of a match, I wasn't pleased with the ending, but I can't wait to see these two go at it again.

We pause on the ref holding up Teresa’s arm and Teresa holding up the Femme Fatale title.

Spiral back to Busch and Styles at the banner.

Busch, "I said I couldn’t wait to see it again and I won’t have to because we’ve since been told that two weeks down the road, It’s the rematch… Two Time Femme Fatale champion Teresa Ramos defends her championship against Tani Lyons live at PWT’s Line in the Sand."
Styles, "Line in the Sand shaping up to be such a great event… I just can’t wait to see it Burt."
Busch, "Neither can I… Let’s take a look at a few of those matches… Right Now."

With that "Dead Horse" by Mercy Drive begins playing in the background as a run down/commercial for Line in the Sand plays and then in turn leads into a commercial for Bank of America.

*Commercial Break*

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Busch"Folks we have just found out after that epic confrontation, Tani Lyons will be given a second chance as she re-contests Teresa Ramos for the PWT Femme Fatale Championship at Line in the Sand. Coming your way on June twenty seventh live from the historic Angel Arena, only on pay per view. We now know the ladies that will be competing Eddie, but we already know who will be taking on the PWT tag team champions The Heritage"

Eddie" Indeed we do Burt...The newly formed Rock and Rainbow Express or as I will now refer to them...Dead men walking"

Busch" Well that remains to be seen Eddie, but it is time to sign the deal and make it final"

"Rocky Top" plays as Johnathan Brooks comes out onto the stage to a decent size cheer with a spattering of boos from the Detroit crowd. JB waves to the crowd and makes his way towards the ring with Sabrina's voice coming from ringside.

Sabrina" Ladies and Gentlemen please welcome to the ring at this time....Johnathan Brooks"

JB climbs the steps and moves through the ropes into the ring giving another wave to the crowd as the camera pans around to show the long table in the middle of the ring with two microphones laying on it and four chairs around it. JB picks up one of the mics walking around the table, he removes a rolled up stack of papers from his back pocket holding them up to crowd.

JB" We started on this journey to this match all the way back at Immortal Glory and before. Jimmy Styker and the Rockstar Kevin Kasey " Crowd pops" pick no bones about their distaste for each other. When Jimmy Stryker joined forces with NovaCaine to form The Heritage, I could almost see this match happening. Of course I never expected I would see the day that Javen would turn on his old mentor to take the side of Rockstar but I'm not ashamed to admit that I'm damn happy he did"

The crowd again pops even louder

"Tonight we make it final" JB waves around the papers" I have right here the contract that will put the Heritage against The Rock and Rainbow Express for the tag team titles at Line in the Sand. So without further waiting lets get this puppy signed and make ourselves a match"

Alcohaulin' Ass by Hell Yeah begins to play over the sound system inside the Joe Louis Arena with the boos nearly drowning out the song. Those boos increase ten fold as the tag team champions The Heritage step through the curtain.

Sabrina" Please welcome at this time, the PWT Tag Team Champions...The Heritage"

There is no methodical walk, no jawing with the fans. Tonight Nova and Stryker move towards the ring like men with a purpose. Nova chucks his title belt in over the top rope nearly hitting JB with it before rolling into the ring under the bottom ropes. Stryker comes in over the top ropes walking right at JB, who backs away.

"Hold up boys...Hold up"

The music fades away with both Nova and Jimmy locking eyes on JB like he is a roast pig at a picnic...In other words...Feeding time.

"Now boys, I know you two aren't very happy campers but "

Nova yanks the mic away from JB" Happy Campers? Did you just really use the term Happy Campers? God what a toad you are...."

Nova shakes is head in disgust"Yeah we aren't happy, in fact we are pissed off and when we get pissed off people get sent to the hospital. If the Rock and Rainbow express wanna take a detour from their gay pride parade to come to the Angel Arena for Line in the Sand...Then we are going to oblige them, but Brooks don't you come looking to lay blame on us for what we do"

Nova looks at Jimmy Stryker and then back to Brooks flashing that Caine smirk" Jimmy here is ready to kick someone's ass up between their shoulder blades so unless you wanna be wiping and patting your back at the same time I suggest you get the old and useless out here"

Nova shoves the mic hard back into JB's chest and turns towards the table. Nova and Jimmy sit down at the table laying their tag team titles across the center of the table staring hard at the entrance. JB takes a deep breath as he probably had his little fat life flashing before his bug eyes.

"Sweet Child O' mine" by Guns and Roses erupts with the fans immediately coming to their feet in unison. The standing ovation gets even louder when Kevin Kasey and Javen step out onto the stage waving to the fans.

Busch" Here they come Eddie. PWT is going to have to hire a contractor for roof repair the way these men are blowing the roof off of places"

Eddie" That was lame and so are these two men. Kevin Kasey is bad enough,but with Javen turning his back on who he is to follow the pied piper here they both just disgust me."

Busch"Listen to this ovation Eddie, how can so many people be wrong?"

Eddie" It's Detroit....Nuff said"

Kasey and Javen make their way towards the ring slapping hands with fans along opposite sides of the aisle. They then move around ringside continuing to work up the fans with hand slaps, hugs and even a few kisses on the cheeks.

Sabrina "Welcome at this time...The Rockstar Kevin Kasey....The Rainbow haired warrior Javen....The Rock and Rainbow Express!!"

Javen and Kasey come into the ring going to opposite corners and leaping up onto the ropes getting that reaction even louder if possible from the fans. Jimmy tenses up like he might be thinking I could kick both of these losers into a coma, but Nova reaches out patting the big man on the arm as if to say you will get your chance. The music fades away with Kasey and Javen coming towards the table locking eyes with the Heritage, who have never stopped staring at them.

JB" Mister Kasey, Mister...Uhhh Javen, thank you for joining us down here"

Kasey smiles taking a seat across from Jimmy and picking up the other mic from the table.

Kasey" Well our float wasn't ready for the parade....So we thought why not come on by here and get signed up to take ourselves some titles ,and where better to do that signing then in Detroitttttt Rockkkkkkkkk Cityyyyyy!!!"

The crowd goes wild once again after just quieting down. Javen takes his seat across from Nova, with the Cancer staring at him like he just pissed on his momma.

JB" Well gentlemen, this is the contract that you all four have agreed too. Now if you would all sign on your respective places we can make this finalized. Mister Caine please"

JB lays the contract down in front of Nova, who flips to the back page and picks up a pen. He starts to sign then pauses picking up the mic that Kasey had laid back down. Nova looks hard into Javen's eyes and speaks

Nova" Look into my eyes Javen....Tell me face to face this is what you want? Because the moment I sign this contract its all over with between you and me friend. All of those days and nights traveling the roads, the moments we shared like brothers is gone. You still have a chance Simon, get up and walk out right now and I will forgive your indescritions in Buffalo"

Nova yanks away the bandage on his forehead revealing the stitches.

" A little blood shed is nothing between family, but if you sign this contract you have sealed your fate. Don't make this mistake Javen, don't put yourself on my victims list. You know me Javen...You have seen what I can do"

Nova looks at Rockstar

" Kasey has been kicked in the head so many damn times he probably doesn't even know where he is on most mornings when he wakes up, but you Javen you know....You know exactly where you are. You are looking down the barrel of the gun, don't make me pull the trigger"

Javen sighs pulling the mic from Nova's hand and bringing it up to his lips" Yes Nova, you're right...I do know what you are capable of, but dude you have no idea what I'm capable of. You spent so much time trying to hold everyone down when we rode the roads together that you never got to see exactly who I am. I'm a man that respects the history of this sport and I'm a man that will protect that history and the legends who created it"

Javen looks to Kasey who gives him a high five.

"At Line in the Sand, you are going to know me Nova....Because I'm also the man that's going to help take those titles off you two and bring them some respect as well."

Simon reaches out snatching the contract and signing it with Nova looking disgusted slowly shaking his head side to side. As Javen looks Nova in the eyes, Nova makes a little gun gesture with his index finger and thumb "firing" it at Javen before signing the contract himself. Stryker picks up the mic quickly jotting his signature on the contract...He looks at Javen and then to Kasey.

" Rockstar, in Pittsburgh you were on your way to retirement. Now maybe that was all a big ruse by you and your new fairy haired friend there, but you should have taken the easy way out. They say in this sport that no one ever truly retires"

Jimmy chuckles " But sometimes you just got to help people along. What I did to you last time is going to seem like child's play you crazy S.O.B. I'm not the Legendary Icon because it was a catchy title to put on my mailbox. I'm the legendary Icon because I have been burying people just like you for longer than I can remember. This time I won't just dump your ass in the hole, I'll make sure to fill it up after I toss your little Parrot in for good measure"

Rockstar picks up mic looking to Nova and then to Stryker with the Detroit fans really coming to life. With the Rockstar chant starting as a just a trickle and working to a tidal wave Kevin Kasey brings the mic up to his lips.

"Wooooooo daddy, you two really got me scared"

The laughter echoes through the crowd with Nova mouthing the words " You should be"

" I guess we saved the best for last, no offense to my new band mate"

Javen smiles waving it off.

" You two have really put a beating on the ole Rocker here, but ya know I'm like that little Energizer Bunny...I just keep going and going and going...In more ways than one ladies"

The female coalition in the audience cheer with even a few wolf whistles sounding out.

" At Line in the Sand, the tune around here is going to change from the same ole rap to some good ole time Rock and Roll"

The fans pop again getting even louder.

" As my good buddy Steven Tyler once said...You gotta know when to draw the line. Well boys the Rock and Rainbow Express has drawn that line and on June twenty seventh, we are going to cross on over that line and we are going to rock and roll, strut and stroll all over you two until that three hits the mat and we party alllllllllll nighttttt longggggg"

The crowd goes wild as Kasey signs the contract and shoves it back to Brooks.

JB"There you have it folks, on June twenty seventh, live from the Angel Arena at Line in the Sand...The Heritage will defend their tag team titles against the Rock and Rainbow Express. Now I expect all four of you to act like gentlemen here. Lets let the challengers leave the ring first please"

With the fans going wild slowly Kasey and Javen stand up. Both men stare at The Heritage expecting an attack ,but none comes as Nova and Jimmy sit there talking to each other. Kasey and Javen turn to leave the ring when The Heritage pounce flipping the table over with it ending up on top of an un-suspecting Johnathan Brooks and charging at Javen and Kasey...Nova and Jimmy start to pummel The Rockstar and Javen...Nova smirks with Jimmy laughing as they put the boots to Kasey and Javen.

Busch" Oh c'mon there is just no need for this. The match is set, just wait for the match"

Eddie" Like I said....Dead men walking"

Nova and Jimmy double whip Kasey and Javen across the ring looking for a pair clotheslines, Javen and Kasey both duck under hitting the far ropes. The Heritage turn around catching flying forearms from Kasey and Javen sending the champions to the mat. The Heritage quickly come to their feet with Kasey and Javen hitting the ropes and leaping up onto the second one coming off with tandem springboard should tackles that have The Heritage down again. Nova and Jimmy stumble up not knowing what the hell is going on to catch a little Rock and Roll Express from the Rock and Rainbow Express...As the tandem dropkicks send both Nova and Jimmy to the floor.

Busch" Oh good god almighty, once again The Heritage are sent for higher ground. It looks like Javen and Kasey have a little more tag team skills the The Heritage expected"

Eddie" What the hell is going on around here? How dare these two men attack our Champions?"

Busch"Attack? They were defending themselves and they have sent The Heritage packing"

The Heritage are standing on the ramp looking pissed off yet again thanks to Kevin Kasey and Javen. For the second show in the row The Heritage have come up short on their plans to put Kasey and Javen in their place. Jimmy wants to go back into the ring, but Nova is holding him back...saying something to him" I got this...We are going to knock this damn band out of tune at Line in the Sand"

Busch" Folks don't go anywhere, we still have our huge six person main event to come and it's up next"

Eddie" Time for the Clique to put the riff-raff back in their place"

The show goes to break with Kasey and Javen checking on JB, who took a table to the head but seems to be ok.

Commercial break.

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Re:PWT Saturday Night Shockwave June 12th, 2010

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When we return it’s Busch and Styles yet again.

Busch, "You saw it folks… The Heritage caught in complete shock at the tag team ability displayed by Javen and Kasey. Kevin Kasey had some old school tag experience having been World tag team champions on multiple occasions in the eighties with various partners including most notably, The Macho-Macho Man Randy Undomesticated. However, it’s completely evident that Javen and Kasey have been training and preparing and building a tag chemistry for their meeting with the tag team champions in Grand Rapids two weeks from tonight."
Styles, "Whatever… Dress in your Sunday best boys, that way they won’t have to suit ya up at the funeral parlor."

Busch shakes his head, "Unfortuantly it’s just so hard to compress so much action into such a period of time. Last night the Clique met members of their Resistance, Damian Collins, Kaydence Starr, and Xavier Homicide in six person tag action. It was -to steel a phrase- a pier six brawl from start to finish. At the point we’re going to join the action the Ref had all but lost complete control of the action … It was sheer pandemonium at the Joe Louis Arena… Let’s join the conclusion of PWT Shockwave… And remember, June twenty seventh live on Pay Per View… It’s PWT’s Line in the Sand… You Don’t wanta miss it folks."

With that we spiral away from Busch and Styles and sure enough, The six performers are all brawling all over the place. On the ramp side of the floor Taylor Lyn and Christian Michaels are working the double team on Collins. On the left side of the ring (looking down from the stage) WallStreet and Xavier are going at it.

Busch, "This thing has broken down into carnage… PWT’s senior referee Jim Richards is trying desperately to convince these people to cut the crap."

Xavier is giving WallStreet some shots against the Barricade when… GAH! Rake of the eyes on Xavier. Xavier stumbles away and WallStreet grabs him by the neck and trunks and rolls him into the ring.

Busch, "Well this match has been intense. The Clique and their Resistance going back and forth. It was just moments ago that Damian Collins had single handedly cleared the Clique out of the ring. Then Kaydence Starr’s wild flurry of offense against Christian Michaels. Even mere moments ago after Van Dam nearly got caught yanking Kaydence off the ring and smacking her head againsg the ring post and found himself ejected from ringside, Xavier had taken firm control of WallStreet… It really looked like WallStreet might be through after that bridging belly to back suplex but Taylor Lynn made the save and that’s when all Hell proceeded to break loose."

Richards is on the floor pleading with Lynn and Michaels to stop ravaging Collins and get on the apron.

The crowd now begins booing desperately… Why? WallStreet has withdrawn a Sledgehammer from under the ring.

Busch, "Oh… My… God… McCallister has found a Sledgehammer under the ring and I guarantee he has got some ill intentions…"
Styles, "Gah-ha… Xavier Homicide may not make it to Line in the Sand for the title match."
Busch, "How can ya say that with such glee in your voice?!"

WallStreet slides in, a sadistic look on his face as Xavier’s on his forehead and his knees trying to get his shit together. Xaiver pulls himself up…… WallStreet has the hammer ready…… X Turns…… WHAM!

The crowd erupts as Styles says, "WHAT! THAT’S NOT LEGAL!"
Busch, "KAYDENCE! KAYDENCE STARR! OUT OF NO WHERE With the Low Blow and she may have just SAVED XAVIER’S CAREER!"

Kaydence indeed slid in and nailed WallStreet with the low blow from behind making him throw the hammer out of the ring as he grabbed his boys. Xavier double underhooks his arms and hoists him up………. WHAM! Double underhook piledriver.

Busch, "EXECUTIONER!"
Styles, "
NO! This is a travesty!"

Xaiver hooks the leg and rolls back and it just so happens that Richards glances over his shoulder as he does so. Richards slides in ……………………One………………Two…. CM and Lynn realize what’s going on. Lynn slides in but Kaydence shoots across and clotheslines her right back out. CM attempts to Slide in But Collins springs up and Drops him hard with the DC Drop on the floor.

…………………Three!

The bell sounds as Sabrina declares, "Here are your winners… Xavier Homicide, Kaydence Starr, and Damian Collins!"

The crowd erupts as Xavier’s music blasts over the PA.

Busch, "I don’t believe it! The Resistance has just defeated the Clique at their own game!"

X and Kaydence roll out… Joining Collins on the floor. The three begin heading up the ramp, raising the arms in the air and talking some smack toward the Clique as WallStreet’s in the ring on his knees holding his balls with one hand and his neck with the other, glaring a hole through the Resistance. Taylor Lynn’s on a knee on the floor holding her neck and talking smack toward the Resistance as she checks on CM.

Busch, "WallStreet… WallStreet was one shot away from sending Xavier back to the hospital when Kaydence Starr saved the day and Xavier Homicide proceeded to capitalize and win the match for his team.

WallStreet pushes himself up and demands a mic. X’s music fades as WallStreet breaths hard into the mic.

WallStreet, "THAT’S IT!"

WallStreet continues breathing as the Resistance stands on the stage, and Taylor’s helping CM up on the floor.

WallStreet, "KAYDENCE!…… Kaydence you devil haired skank (crowd boos)…… I am DONE playing GAMES with YOU! That’s it! Forget about bringing any belts to Faith Rivers… Rivers run fast evidently because since I disposed if that relationship, You haven’t seen one of em within a hundred miles of a PWT Event. I’m gonna make it real simple Kaydence…… At Line in the Sand, If I can’t destroy you… If I can’t take your snotty, c**ty ass out… If I can’t get the job done… If I can’t BEAT you to the point of no return… BEAT You so bad you never show face in a PWT Ring again……… Well Hell… Ya know what, If I can’t do that then I’ll pack my bags and I’ll leave myself because one way or another, by the time Line in the Sand ends, so too will my having to deal with YOU!"

WallStreet throws the mic as Busch says, "WHAT?! Did You hear that?! If WallStreet can’t beat Kaydence Starr… He’s leaving the company!"
Styles, "No! He can’t leave! How the Hell would we run without WallStreet?! He’s the only guy who doesn’t have a play station set up in the front office! He can’t leave!"
Busch, "You heard the words straight out of the horses mouth… If he can’t beat Kaydence, He’s gone…"
Styles, "… Oh man… Wait… Why am I sweating… He’ll beat Kaydence… Right?… Yeah, Of course he will. He’s the Corporate Icon…… RIGHT?!"
Busch, "What A Pay Per View… History is bound to be made… June Twenty Seventh, Call your local cable or sattelite provider or go to PWT.Com for more information. For Eddie Styles, I’m Burt Busch, And this has been PWT… SHOCKWAVE! Goodnight Folks."


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