Trauma 202 Results

[Rick Majors]

Thursday November 17, 2016

The show opens, but before the full scope of the screaming crowd can be captured and before the announcers can welcome the audience to the show. "Gold on the Ceiling" by the Black Keys begins to play. Out walks the acting PCW President, "Mr. Showtime" Michael Wryght. He walks past a sign in the crowd that reads "SHOWTIME 4 POTUS" and smiles. He sees another that says "SAVE US PRESIDENT WRYGHT" and nods. He then continues to make his way down to the ring.

Jerry Andrews: Well folks, welcome to Trauma and, as you can see, our president in making his way down to the ring.

Ace Anderson: And what a sight for sore eyes he is! It's so nice to see a qualified and intelligent president for a change.

Jerry Andrews: Is that a shot at...

Ace Anderson: ALL HAIL SHOWTIME!

Michael Wryght walks into the ring and he picks up a microphone. He waits for the crowd to quiet down and then starts to speak.

Michael Wryght: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for being here tonight. Now, I'm going to cut right to the chase. We all saw what happened at Trauma 201. We all saw how the show ended and how the number one contender match did not have a decisive winner. Now we can all speculate about who could have possibly set off a fireball to end the match *cough* but that's not productive. It's time for PCW to come together and to stop our petty squabbles. It's time to name a number one contender once and for all. And that means that....

Showtime is cut off by the familiar sound of "Counting Bodies Like Sheep to the Rhythm of the War Drums" by A Perfect Circle. The drums, the distortion, the voices – all work to herald the arrival of Grimm.

Ace Anderson: Oh man.

Jerry Andrews: I think the former PCW Champion has something to say.

Grimm walks into the ring and he takes the microphone from Showtime.

Grimm: Majors and Fierce had their chance last week and neither one could prove they deserve the shot. I'm the former champion and I. WANT. MY. REMATCH.

Before Showtime can respond, ”(Hard Dance) Hero (Monstercat Release)" by Pegboard Nerds (feat. Elizaveta) comes shimmering out of the PCW loudspeakers as rainbow spotlights flicker over the entryway.

Jerry Andrews: And now here comes Kelli Starr! We're certainly starting off with a crowded ring here tonight!

Kelli Starr enters the ring and requests a microphone of her own.

Kelli Starr: Excuse me... I think we're forgetting something. When you had that title Grimm, I beat you fair and square in the center of the ring, showing that I more than deserve title shot. Then, at the Deadly Rumble, I was attacked before I even had a chance to enter. I'm not going to be overlooked again.

Showtime motions to both competitors.

Michael Wryght: You both make good points. And you both certainly deserve your shots. And that is why, at Collision Course, the two of you will face off one-on-one with a shot at the PCW World Championship on the line.

The crowd cheers. Both Grimm and Kelli Starr seem pleased.

Jerry Andrews: Woah! What an announcement.

Michael Wryght: However, that doesn't change the situation with Rick Majors and Dan Fierce. They were not given the chance to complete their match last week. That's why they will compete against one another once again, in a no count out, no disqualification match to name a new number one contender for a match against Murdoc at Collision Course! And that match will take place... TONIGHT!

The crowd explodes.

Jerry Andrews: An even bigger announcement!

Michael Wryght: So now that I believe I have addressed all of your issues, Grimm and Kelli, and I have cleared up the number one contender situation, we're going to start the show and, believe me, it will be a good one. Both of you had better get ready, because your six-person tag match will be up before you know it.

Trauma goes to commercial.

The lights die.

The crowd silences.

A motorcycle reeves it's engine.

Then a single spotlight shines over the entrance as Godsmack begins to play.

"Something wrong, something right, something missing."

The crowd is in a confused whisper, the music isn't Cory Steels but his brothers Judge.

Jerry Andrews: If I am right, that's Judge and not Steel.

Ace Anderson: You are correct! I don't know if this is good or bad.

Through the curtains comes a cocky bat wielding Judge, smiling from ear to ear. A few moments later two massive sized men come walking out behind Judge with a dirty, beaten, and cuffed Cory. He was covered from head to toe in dirt, dry caked blood coated his cheeks and forehead, and his body language read broken. Cory was still in his clothes from Trauma 201. The group of men moved to the ring.

Ace Anderson: Cory looks defeated! I can't imagine what the guy went through seeing his brother ALIVE!

Inside the ring The big man with the burnt face removed Cory's cuffs, and then they exited Judge stopping just taint his brother with the bat. The twins remain in Cory's corner while Judge drags a chair to the commentators table.

Jerry Andrews: Is he joining us?

Judge: Damn right! Move over actually...

The cameras caught Judge tearing the head sets off Jerry and Ace tossing them into the crowd over his shoulder.

Judge: Daddy needs silence. Hello PCW faithful it's big bad JUDGE Brown coming to you love in Greenville! Ace and Jerry have opted out of tonight's broadcast to Fuck off in general!

The arena lights go down as the start of Damn Nation by Lower Than Atlantis starts up. As the first verse kicks in, a couple of spotlights start to scan over random sections of the crowd as the letters AD are emblazed on the big screen, with various video highlights of Andy's career visible only within the letters themselves.

Judge: Here comes Andy D! The current Underground champion, who to the shock of everyone has adapted to the Underground style of things. Am I impressed? You can say I'm colored with it. Tonight though should a tough match for him.

You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink.
You can lead your lambs to slaughter if its what the shepherd thinks

Judge: Because tonight he will step into the ring with my brother, a Underground bred son of a bitch!

As the chorus starts up on the song, an explosion of Pyro's go off and the arena lights all come back up to reveal Andy standing in the center of the ring. He stands there for a moment, soaking up the reactions of the crowd before he removes his bucket hat and places it on the steel pole part of the turnbuckle, ready for the match.

PCW Underground Championship
Andy D (PCW Underground 👑) vs Cory Steel
Referee: Nigel Gale

The bell rings!

Judge: it is on people!

Neither man move a inch after the bell, Andy stares across the ring at the brute sized Cory Steel who hasn't stopped staring at Judge. With the distraction Andy takes off across the ring and at the last second Cory turns his attention to Andy just before he drop kicks Cory in his knee. It drops Cory to one knee, Andy is up just as quick and hits Cory with a head rattling enzigurzi!

Judge: I felt that! Tickle me pink that probably hurt right smart, but hey Cory is a failure so what did we expect?

The enzigurzi was so effective that Cory's eyepatch popped off his head. The big man however didn't go all the way down but caught himself with his hands, he remained down on all fours. Andy presses his attack by leaping onto the second rope and with graceful ease lands a moonsault flip on top of Cory who finally buckles.

Judge: I'll tell you what, I left Andy a hella awesome gift, Cory is being served prime for the beating! I want to see what kind of man my brother is...

Andy is back up again taking the moment to kick a rising Steel in the face, it was another rattling blow but Cory fights to get up. Andy runs at the ropes coming back at Cory for another dropkick but Cory deflects it and steps away. Finally focused, Cory grabs a rising Andy by the neck jerking him clean into the air and violently throwing him back!

Judge: He may be pissed about it though!

Cory continues this attack by stomping on the littler Andy D. With a grunt of rage Cory picks Andy up againand over the top of his head before tossing him face down in front of him. Andy bounces twice before Cory attempts a pin..

1...

2..

Andy kicks out! As Cory stands he brings Andy with him and sets up for a powerbomb but Andy breaks free with a couple of shots to Cory's face, breaking the hold he turns the tide with a tornado DDT.

Judge: Counter moved and counter moves! Andy D may be a little shite but he is unmatched with speed, a huge advantage over the lumbering and stupid Cory Steel.

Andy scrambles to his feet and up the turnbuckle. Cory is on his feet slowly, the effects of all the head shots setting in with a glass glazed look of his eyes, and as he turns Andy leaps turning his air borne attack into a hurricana! Andy goes back to his feet, leaps to the second turn buckle for another moonsault, but Cory brings his knees up as Andy comes crashing down.

Cory gets to his knees about the same time one of the twins slide in a steel chair.

Judge: I love those guys, they love hurting people just as much as I do. So with no formal introduction, those are my boys Burke and Olen, we served in the war together and been pals ever since.

Cory glares down the brother but takes the chair using it to stand up. The crowd boos as Cory lifts the chair above his head but when he comes down Andy rolls out of the way before the crushing head blow! Cory readjust but Andy is quicker using Cory's knee for a step enzigurzi kicking the chair into Cory's own face!

Cory drops the chair holding his eyebrow where small split begins to pour blood.

Judge: Welcome again Andy! I softened him up before the match.

Just as quickly as before Andy grabs Cory by the head and DDTs him face first onto the chair!

Judge: Sick!

Andy has a hard time rolling Cory over but when he does he lays over him for the pin...

1...

2..

3....NO!

Cory power pushes Andy off of him but Andy lands on his feet, and quickly does a impressive standing backflip landing both knees in Cory's chest. The crowd let's out a collective OHHH!

Judge: Sick!

Andy goes for another pin..

1...

2..

Cory kicks out this time rolling to his knees. Andy however is on his feet heading for the ropes but as he comes back Cory comes up meeting Andy in the center of the ring with a gut wrenching spear! Cory only rests for a second before blindly searching for that chair. Cory grabs the chair going to his feet and as he raised it above his head ready to deliver the blow he stops and tosses the chair out of the ring.

Judge: Pussy!

Cory instead picks Andy up and whips him with a little extra gust towards one of the turn buckles, the impact stopped Andy D dead, and he crumpled in the corner. Cory wasted no time either grabbing Andy D up and sitting him on top of the turnbuckle.

Judge: Holy only donut shop baby brother is taking Andy to the heavens! This don't look good at all, for either of them I mean Andy D has adapted I give him that, a proper bravado but Cory is in his natural habitat!

Cory is slow stepping onto the second turnbuckle, Andy stirs enough to take a little swing at Cory who takes it pretty well before popping Andy not once! Twice! Thrice! Fourthsy!

Judge: See that savagery! However I did just keep my brother buried for most of last week and beat him most of this week, How long can he go?

With Andy beaten into a slight daze Cory with his last bit of strength lifted Andy D onto his shoulders as he steps onto the last turnbuckle. The crowd is hushed, Cory stalls for a bit with shaking legs, and he steps off the turnbuckle powerbombing both of them to the outside of the ring!

The move takes a lot out of both men as they leap in a heap outside the ring.

Judge: Jaysus! Cory just took the wind out of both of their sails. Boys!

Judge removes the head set and joins the menacing twins who are picking the beaten competitors up, forcing them both back into the ring. Judge follows and is screaming in Cory's ear, "FINISH THIS BITCH YOU MISERABLE SACK OF SHIT!"

Both Cory and Andy slowly get to their feet, leaning on different corners trying to catch a second wind. The crowd is chanting FINISH IT ANDYD! Finish it Andy D!

Cory takes off at Andy looking for another spear but Andy nimbly leaps over Cory pushing off his huge head and lands on the other side. Cory stops on the dime, they both turn around at the same time, but Cory usues a last minute big boot to level Andy D!

The crowd is booing as Cory picks Andy up again, he hits a wild combo of punches targeting Andy's face and stomach, aka Steel Hands, and before Andy can fall backwards Cory puts him on his shoulder hitting the rare SICKEST KILL 2!

He hooks the leg...

1...

2...

3....

The bell rings! Cory Steel is the NEW UNDERGROUND CHAMPION! The celebration never happens as Judge and his goons begin to stomp Cory over and over and over! The ref with the Underground belt tries to stop the attack but a solid punch from Judge drops him, he picks up the belt as the twin cuff Cory again. The crowd is booing still as the twins drag Cory up the ramp. Judge slaps the belt over his shoulder and follows behind.

WINNER AND NEW PCW UNDERGROUND CHAMPION: Cory Steel via Pinfall

[As Pure Class Wrestling’s flagship show Thursday night Trauma returns, the camera pans across the excited members of the PCW Faithful, doing so various signs can be seen displaying various messages to that of their favorite PCW superstar, before the lights flicker on out, throughout the entire PCW Trauma arena, the Pure Class Wrestling Titan tron flickers on coming to life as it does a word appears across the screen.
That word being the word of “HONOR"... So, what truly does Honor mean? Honor means respect and more so means to admire one with high esteem. As the brief definition of Honor is seen by the fans of PCW a message flickers onto the screen.]]


????: ““HONOR” something most if not all people nowadays don’t have among each other, as the old saying goes, there’s no honor among thieves, well what if I was to tell you soon, Pure Class Wrestling now has that ONE true hero worthy of getting back behind and backing…”


[[Says that of the unknown, unfamiliar voice who can be heard speaking, as the voice continues on, the voice comes forth, doing so the unfamiliar voice can be seen being that of a well dressed, well groomed African-American man.]]


????: “So who am I you question, I am the son of old glory and a man of the people, I am Desmond Campbell the II and I am a man of my word, and someone of Honor, someone you truly can count on, unlike those who’ve come before me and have stated that very same thing. So, what makes me different you question I am a man of dignity a man of the people and a man for the people…”


[[Says the well dressed African-American who's now identified as Desmond Campbell the II, the son of the former president of the United States of America. As Campbell the II continues on speaking, the American flag comes into view and can be seen behind Campbell the II.]]


Desmond Campbell the II: “If you're sick and tired of the politics of cynicism and polls and principles being broken, come and join this campaign a campaign that is Mmm mmm good and that my friends is true… its damn true!”


[[As Campbell the II says that, a message follows shortly after stating the following message was paid for and endorsed by Desmond Campbell the II, a real American hero of the people, before finally disappearing and going to commercial break.]]

The lights inside of the arena begin to flicker in and out like that of a potential power outage. Within seconds blinding white light flashes and then plunges the faithful into darkness. A sudden "candlelight" spotlight shines below the stage. Three children who look no older than between seven to ten years old have appeared. All three are dressed in white. Two girls are shown swinging a jump rope as their male counterpart does the jumping. In unison, the three recite this famous bedtime prayer for all to hear:

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray Salvation my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray Seromine my soul to take.

Murmurs begin in the crowd as the children giggle and run off into the darkness, thus the end of the spotlight. Static noise interferes with the house speakers, low at first but ending rather loud. It alternates into the test pattern sound for a few seconds, followed by an eerie silence.

“THEY’RE HERE...”

The famous line from Poltergeist echoes, ushering in the opening guitar riffs of 70’s occult rock inspired, “Son of the Devil” by Witching Altar. NO fancy lighting is provided, only that of nine candles being held by nine individuals. They walk up from underneath the stage, each dressed in ceremonial garb traditionally seen in rituals. Dirty bass and rhythmic drums soon explode into the unsettling ambiance of the entrance music…

Under rainy night
In a golden manger you’ve born
Fruit of a ritual rape
Generated within the womb of a whore

The five female followers are adorned in white, their masks are demonic takes of a Rattlesnake, Wolf, Pig, Rabbit and Dog. Opposite them are the four male followers dressed in black. Their masks consist of a Ram, Grizzly, Goat and Elk. They line the ramp, the soft candlelight glow illuminating the way for the emerging Seromine, who also has a candle and is sporting a blood red robe with a Great Horned Owl mask concealing his face.

Death struck the land
At the moment of your birth
People screamed and wept
But even their god was in dearth

Seromine saunters down the ramp, with his followers marching behind him as he passes. Ignoring the booing of the fans, they pair off to circle around the ring. One by one, Salvation place their candles inside of stands and remain by them. Seromine removes his robe. His long stringy hair hanging loose in front of his face. Oddly enough he elects not to enter the ring, instead opting to glare towards the entrance, with his group doing the same from their vantage points.

Jerry Andrews: Dude just give me the creeps.

Ace Andrews: I believe that's the point, genius.

The crowd looks to the entrance way as "Black Widow" by In This Moment roars out. They know who is coming out from backstage and they start booing loudly almost drowning out the music.

Alexa Black steps through the curtain her face lit up with a wicked smile. She walks slowly down the ramp as the booing intensifies as the PCW faithful don't hold back their hatred of this evil woman.

She mocks the crowd and badmouth fans on the way using various profanity which has to be bleeped out. She sees a kid at ringside and rips up his sign with a laugh.

As she continues to walk down to the ring as the crowd grows louder and louder so even the announcers can't get a word in over the booing. She reaches the ring and Alexa climbs up on the ring apron. She enters the ring and the crowd starts throwing rubbish at her . Food and cups of beer fly in from all directions but she simply doesn't care. The music fades out as Alexa stays in the ring waiting for her next victim.

Jerry Andrews: Alexa seems very focused and angry, even for her.

Ace Anderson: It probably has to do with the fact that she came down to the ring alone.

Sparse percussion resonates throughout the arena and is soon joined by a droning, distorted bass line. At that, A Perfect Circle’s ”Counting Bodies Like Sheep to the Rhythm of the War Drums” stomps out of the speakers and marches through the aisles. The drums, the distortion, the voices – all work to herald the arrival of Grimm.

Don’t fret, precious, I’m here. Step away from the window.

He walks out to a single blue-white spotlight, stops to bask in the light and shadows, and scans the crowd. The Lord of Misrule closes his eyes and sighs before making the long walk to the ring, ignoring the fans along the way. The spotlight follows. The words work their way up through the layers of the song.

Go back to sleep.

Phinehas climbs up onto the apron and slides in between the ropes. Hopping up onto a turnbuckle, he casts his gaze out over the crowd with his arms at his side, eyes shifting to take in the sea of faces spread out before him. Grimm then drops down. And waits.

Ace Anderson: Grimm always has a commanding, legendary presence when he's in the ring.

Jerry Andrews: You just don't want him to hit you with a shovel.

Ace Anderson: That too.

"You Are a Pirate," by Alestorm blasts over the P.A. system.

Ace Anderson: Tide looks very sober. For him.

Jerry Andrews: Yeah. He's only staggering a little as he walks.

With very little lighting and effects that simulate lightning, High Tide (in a pirate outfit) walks down the ramp slightly crouched over, as if he was sitting. He holds a large pirate flag in one hand, and in the other he is imitating steering a ship. He does this until he gets to the ring where he motions dropping and anchor and proceeds to hop on to the turnbuckle and dive headfirst over the ropes, rolling into a standing position. Then he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and pulls out a spyglass, looking around at the audience. He mimics loading a cannon and as he motions firing it, he jumps off the turnbuckle into the ring (to imitate recoil) as fireworks shoot from all four turnbuckles.

Jerry Andrews: Here comes PCW's sweetheart, "Dollface" Kelli Starr

Ace Anderson: Better not let N. Saniti hear you say that or you'll end up like a living voodoo doll.

Jerry Andrews: Good point.

”(Hard Dance) Hero (Monstercat Release)" by Pegboard Nerds (feat. Elizaveta) comes shimmering out of the PCW loudspeakers as rainbow spotlights flicker over the entryway.


“Hero hero...
Hero hero...


Hero hero...
I wanna be a hero, hero...”


The bass kicks in and the multicolored spotlights snap to the top of the ramp, neon pink pyros sparking off as Dollface appears! Dancing and bouncing she makes her way to the ring, posing for selfies with fans, giving high fives, having herself a rave party on her way! She reaches ringside and hops up onto the apron, wiping her boots before stepping between the ropes and playing it up for the crowd while she waits.

The introductory chimes of "Monster," by Imagine Dragons beckon the entrance of PCW resident Madcap Magician as purple fog coats the runway from the ring to the entrance.

And accompanied by Rasputin and Naomi, the Harvesters, N. Saniti!

The trio step out from the back, N. Saniti taking point. He waves his arms with a flourish, calling to the fog to rise and engulf the trio. The lights slowly fade as it thickens as it envelops the Harvesters, suddenly dissipating just as rapidly as it appeared, revealing that the three have vanished! A thunderous bolt of lightning strikes the center of the ring with a blinding flash. And another. After a third bolt hits, the lights go out completely for a second. A column of smoke begins to build at the center of the ring, snaking its way skyward. Lime green and purple spotlights dance around the smoke as the lights fade on and the smog evaporates, revealing the Harvesters in the center of the ring.

N. Saniti looks pointedly at the seething Alexa Black and produces a microphone.

N. Saniti: "As I told you, Miss Black, I am a man of my word."

He motions towards the entrance ramp, where a column of purple smoke billows up at the top. It grows to immense proportions, twirling like a dust devil. Just as suddenly as it appeared, the smoke vanishes. In its wake stand the Shaw Brothers and Baby Jenks.

Ace Anderson: They all look like zombies.

Jerry Andrews: The Halloween Special was last Trauma.

Ace Anderson: No, I mean they look pale and empty inside. Like a part of them is missing.

As the trio slowly, robotically make their way down to the ramp, a black sigil on their foreheads begins to glow with a purplish hue. The closer they get to the ring, the more it appears to glow. They begin to cry out in agony as Alexa approaches, as if the sigil is reacting to her presence, causing them pain.

N. Saniti: "You see? I've returned them to you. We've sealed them from your influence though. We've also Harvested the demons within them. Next, we shall Harvest yours."

With a wave of N. Saniti's hand, Alexa's entourage faints next to the ring. Alexa seethes at the Mystical Madman, a murderous gleam in her eyes. Paramedics rush ringside to tend to the fallen Darkness. Manny Cruz does his best to remove the remainder of the extra people gathered around the ring, including the Cultists and the Harvesters, in order to get the match underway.

Six-Person Tag Team Match
"Dollface" Kelli Starr, N.Saniti & High Tide VS. Seromine (International ©), Alexa Black (North American ©) & Grimm
Referee: Manny Cruz

Alexa insists on starting the match for her team. As a result, N. Saniti elects to begin for his, with the others' permission, of course. He removes his top hat and gets his coat about halfway off before Alexa charges in, attacking him with animal-like ferocity. Clubbing punches and kicks drive Saniti to one knee as she tears his trenchcoat off of his body.

Cruz calls for the bell, but immediately has to intervene when Alexa uses the coat to try and choke the life out of the Mad Magician. Cruz admonishes Black as she breaks the hold just before the count of five. He disarms her of the clothing, but the Angry Amazon continues her onslaught. She whips Saniti to the ropes, catching him with a military press slam. She locks in a kimura lock, wrenching N. Saniti's arm back in a very inhumane angle.

The ref checks for a submission, but the Mystical Madman refuses to relent. Working through the agony, he drags himself to the ropes for the break, but Alexa keeps the hold for as long as she can before releasing him. She bounds to her feet, stomping the weakened limb relentlessly.

"I'm going to break every part of you before I kill you!" screams Alexa.

Alexa peels the aching Saniti from the mat, slamming him back down with a thunderous gut wrench sit-out power bomb. An evil light goes off in Alexa's mind as she pulls N. Saniti from the mat by a fistful of locks. She drapes him by his neck over the second rope next to her corner. Dropping a couple of elbows to the back of his head to keep him put, the Black Widow slings herself off of the opposite side, landing in a straddle across his back and sliding out of the ring. She slaps the limp magician for good measure, adding several heavy right crosses, screaming in his face between each jaw-breaking blow. She rolls back into the ring at the count of nine.

Jerry Andrews: Man. I've never seen Alexa punish somebody like this.

Ace Anderson: I don't think she's done yet. What is she... OH MY GOD!

Alexa feeds Saniti's body through, lifting him vertical and then letting his body drop to the outside, hanging him between the ropes. Cruz rushes in to try and free the struggling Saniti. Black laughs maniacally, not noticing Kelli scaling the ropes, leaping off with a drop kick that sends the Amazon careening out of the ring. Kelli helps the zebra free her lover from the death grip of the cables as Alexa resurges to her feet.

They finally manage to pop the Mystical Madman free of his bonds, but Black slinks into the ring behind Kelli, nailing her with a back drop onto the Widow's knees. Kelli rolls out of the ring, clutching her back. Saniti gasps for air as Alexa approaches, a sadistic glint in her gaze. Saniti throws a punch to her midsection, doubling her over. And another. And another. He struggles to his feet, smashing the leader of the Darkness in the forehead with an elbow that rocks her cranium.

Alexa doesn't back down quite so easily as Saniti struggles to get to his corner. Deciding she's had enough fun for now, she plows the Mad Magician down with a clothesline before dragging him by the leg to her corner, tagging in Seromine. The Pastor of Pain leaps over the ropes, landing on the leg as Alexa holds it in place. Saniti yelps in pain while Black leaves the ring.

Seromine stalks Saniti, slowly encircling his victim, stomping any wayward limb as it presents itself. Tide is rejoined by a shaken but determined Kelli in their corner, each doing what they can to get the crowd behind Saniti.

"Repent your sins, magician!" shouts the Cult Leader, his arms outstretched in a mocking crucifixion gesture. "I'll cleanse your soul." He drags the worn out wizard to the center, stomping on his head six times, neck six times, and shoulders six times.

Jerry Andrews: 6-6-6 Stomp! Saniti really needs out of that ring.

Ace Anderson: Maybe if he'd stop pissing off all of the most brutal people in PCW?

Seromine drive Saniti to the corner with a series of European uppercuts. A snap suplex lands the magician back in the center of the ring, but the Prophet of Evil pulls him right back up and whips him to the ropes. A roundhouse kick misses the mark as Saniti rebounds from the opposite side. Kelli reaches out for a blind tag as Seromine leapfrogs over Saniti. Kelli smashes him in the face with a missile dropkick as N. Saniti catches the stumbling Seromine with a face first powerslam. Saniti rolls out of the way as Kelli Drops the Bass on Seromine's back.

She flops him over for the cover, but Alexa intervenes before the three count. Cruz orders the Amazon out of the ring as Kelli pulls her opponent from the mat. She whips him to the ropes, pulling him back into gravity's embrace with a drop toe hold and topping it off with a backfist to the back of the head.

Suddenly dubstep music begins playing as Kelli stares at the prone Satanic Sermonizer and then to the crowd for a roar of approval. She answers their applause by stomping Seromine in time to the music for about half a minute before she gathers him and sends him packing to the ropes. She fails to notice that Grimm made a blind tag of his own as she hits Seromine with a Lou Thesz press. She begins to rain fists on him, but only notices the Hangtown Horror's approach in time to get a kick to the face.

Grimm dislodges the cotton candy haired woman from his team mate, allowing for his exit. He drives his head into hers with a sickening thud. Once. Twice. A third time reels her to the corner, where she begins to wilt from the onslaught. Before she melts completely to the ground, Grimm pulls her back to full mast, driving elbow after elbow into her temples. He steps away far enough for a running back elbow that finally knocks out the knockout. He assists her introduction to the mat, grasping her legs. He picks her up and sends her right back down, face first.

Ace Anderson: Foddershock! This could be over!

Jerry Andrews: No! Tide breaks up the count!

The ref tries to remove the intervening pirate. As he does, Grimm takes advantage of the distraction to yank Kelli back to his corner. He tags in Alexa, who leaps over the ropes and hits a devastating drop kick to the gut. She quickly tags in Seromine, who gets his own series of gut-busting punches.

Panicking by being surrounded, Kelli manages to start trading punches with all three competitors. She manages to fight her way out of the corner, lurching for her corner, but Seromine snags her by the colorful locks and drives her head to the mat before she can get there. He tags Grimm back in. The Abomination of Desolation stalks around the Candy Girl with malicious intent. He pulls her upright, raking her eyes across the ropes before shoving her to the ropes and connecting with a leg lariat.

He goes for another cover, and gets another long two count before Kelli kicks out. Pulling her up, Grimm gets greeted by several haymaker rights that cause him to release his grip. Kelli hits the ropes, gaining just enough momentum to accent an elbow to the Hangtown Horror's noggin. In desperation, she flops quickly to her corner, finally bringing in the Pirate!

Just as Grimm gets to his feet, he's met by a moonsaulting marauder that sends him crashing back to the mat. Tide uses the crowd's approval to fuel his rage as he slings Grimm to the corner. He leaps in, planting the Dillinger Brother with a hurricanrana. He hooks a leg, but only gets a slight two count before Grimm sloughs his sailing assailant. Tide bounds to the top turnbuckle, leaping off with surprising grace.

Jerry Andrews: Man Overboard!

Ace Anderson: This could be all she wrote.

Jerry Andrews: Nobody home!

Grimm rolls out of the way, into his corner, tagging in Seromine. He rushes into the ring, but Tide is already back up. Tide shoves him backwards into his own corner. Tide now leaps at him with a flying forearm but, from the apron, Grimm decks him in the head with a right hand!

Jerry Andrews: Hey!

Tide staggers and falls backwards. Suddenly, Kelli Starr rushes into the ring, but she's blocked by the official and sent back to her corner. Seromine pulls Tide up, but Tide hits him with a big dropkick and then he leaps toward his corner, tagging in Kelli Starr!

Jerry Andrews: Kelli Starr is back in this back and she's on fire!

Starr unloads on Seromine with a series of wild punches.

Ace Anderson: She's going crazy on him!

Jerry Andrews: Well, he DID cost her a shot at entering the Deadly Rumble...

Seromine tries to cover up, but Starr is relentless. Suddenly, and swiftly, he ducks one of her shots and very quickly rolls her up...
1....
2....
3!

Jerry Andrews: WHAT!?

Ace Anderson: What a crafty move by Seromine! He caught Kelli Starr off-guard with that move and won the match for his team!

Seromine quickly rolls out of the ring while an enraged Kelli Starr looks on.

Winners: Seromine, Grimm & Alexa Black

Jerry Andrews: Well folks, we are back and it's time for a match that was made only a short time ago. We opened up the show with our president....

Ace Anderson: Our HIGHLY RESPECTED President!

Jerry Andrews: ...our highly respected president Michael Wryght announcing a rematch of last week's main event. Right now, Rick Majors and Dan Fierce will face off with the winner moving on to face Murdoc for PCW World Title at Collision Course!

Ace Anderson: Let's go to the ring for the start of this match!

"Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall and is for number one contendership for the PCW World Championship!"

The lights go out. Suddenly the sound of guitars pierce through the silence as "Wastelands" by Linkin Park begins to play. Rick Majors appears in the entrance way. He pauses for a moment and looks down briefly. He then shakes his head, breathes deeply and stares out at the crowd, stretching his arms and warming up as he walks down to the ring.

"This is war with no weapons,
Marching with no stepping,
Murder with no killing,
Illing every direction."

Majors walks slowly, looking out around the arena as he continues his way down to the ring.

"Introducing, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he is the winner of the 2016 Deadly Rumble...."

In the wastelands of today,
When there's nothing left to lose,
And and there's nothing more to take,
But you force yourself to choose,
In the wastelands of today,
When tomorrow disappears
When the future slips away,
And your hope turns into fear,
In the wastelands of today.

Majors climbs the ring steps and pauses. He turns towards the crowd, standing on the ring apron for a moment before entering the ring. Majors stands in the centre of the ring, looking out towards the crowd. He slowly starts to circle the ring, stretching and loosening up his body.

"... RICK MAJORS!"

The lights in the arena then come back on as Majors circles the ring, awaiting the start of the match.

"And his opponent..."

The PCW-Tron flashes

RED
ORANGE
YELLOW
GREEN
BLUE
PURPLE

as "Shut Your Mouth," by Garbage blares over the speakers. Out comes the Fabulous One! He smiles a huge grin and blows kisses to the audience members. Once he climbs into the ring, he steps to the middle and strikes a pose with one hand on his hip and the other up in the air as glitter cannons fire off in each corner showering the ring with glitter.

"... he is the winner of the 2016 Icemann Invitational Tournament... "The Fabulous One" DAN FIERCE!"

Number One Contender Match
Rick Majors vs Dan Fierce
Referee: Charles Lim

The two men meet up in the center of the ring. Much like the last time, they shake hands as the bell rings.

Jerry Andrews: Another great show of respect from these two.

Ace Anderson: They may respect one another, but this is a no count out, no disqualification match with number one contendership on the line. They’ll have to brutalize one another in order to win.

They lock up and immediately Majors knees Fierce in the midsection, doubling him over. He then drives the point of his elbow into Fierce’s back, sending him down to the mat. Majors starts to stomp away on his opponent, causing Fierce to roll out of the ring to collect his thoughts.

Jerry Andrews: This one is already starting off more aggressive than last time!

Majors slides out of the ring as Fierce is getting to his feet. Fierce slugs him with a big right hand. Majors returns the favor. Fierce with another shot. And another. Majors is staggered now. Fierce grabs him and slams him ribs-first into the guardrail. Majors falls to the floor in a heap.

Jerry Andrews: Ouch!

Ace Anderson: Remember, Rick Majors had his ribs broken by the Darkness not too long ago! This could be bad for him. If he just reinjured his ribs, this won’t be a long match. If you can’t breathe, you can’t fight.

Majors clutches his ribs and remains on the floor. Dan Fierce sees this and delivers a stiff kick right to those injured ribs. And another.

Jerry Andrews: You can’t blame Dan Fierce for taking advantage of this situation.

Ace Anderson: Not at all. There’s too much on the line here.

Fierce pulls Majors up and he drives his knee into Majors’ ribs. Majors falls to the floor again. Fierce approaches him and Majors hits him with a desperation low blow!

Jerry Andrews: Ouch! I guess you can’t blame Majors for that either….

Ace Anderson: It’s all legal here tonight!

Fierce is stunned. This gives Majors the opportunity to hit him with an uppercut. Majors then slowly gets to his feet, using the apron for assistance. He then charges at Fierce and knocks him down with a big clothesline.

Majors then stomps away on Fierce, before pausing to catch his breath. He clutches his ribs.

Jerry Andrews: That rib injury could really hurt Rick’s chances of winning this match.

Ace Anderson: He knew what he was getting into when he proposed this match with Dan Fierce. He could be at home resting now.

Jerry Andrews: Like Murdoc?

Majors now reaches under the ring and he pulls out a steel chair.

Ace Anderson: Here we go….

He raises the chair above his head, but suddenly he’s hit with a face-full of glitter! Fierce now leaps up! Spike hurricanrana onto the floor!

Jerry Andrews: GLITTER BOMB!

Fierce slowly gets up. He then grabs the chair that Majors unveiled and slides it into the ring. He then reaches down, pulls Majors up and rolls him into the ring as well.

Ace Anderson: It looks like Dan Fierce is firmly in control of this match after that Glitter Bomb.

Fierce climbs up to the top turnbuckle. He then leaps off, hitting Majors with a big elbow drop! Instead of going for a pin, he grabs him and locks him into an armbar!

Jerry Andrews: RAINBOW CLUTCH! This could be the beginning of the end for Rick Majors.

Majors struggles in the hold as the referee checks on him. He shakes his head no and continues to try to fight out of the hold. Dan Fierce leans all of his weight on Majors’ head and face, grinding his face into the mat. Majors struggles, trying desperately to crawl towards the ropes with his free hand. Fierce leans more weight onto him.

Ace Anderson: Look how his arm is getting wrenched there. If he doesn’t tap or escape this hold soon, Fierce might break Majors’ arm.

Majors lifts his free arm up and… he grabs the bottom rope! Fierce holds onto the hold, despite the referee calling for a break!

Jerry Andrews: It’s a no disqualification match! There’s nothing the referee can do here!

Majors grabs tightly onto the bottom rope and pulls with everything he has. He manages to slide out of the hold and he falls to the floor outside.

Ace Anderson: The hold is broken, but the damage may have been done.

Fierce is relentless. He immediately slides out of the ring and attacks Majors, locking him back into the Rainbow Clutch!

Jerry Andrews: Fierce has Majors locked back in that hold outside the ring! He won’t be able to get a submission victory out there, but he can certainly cause more damage!

Majors screams in pain. He again desperately uses his free arm to try to break the hold. He can’t do it. Majors now manages to reach under the ring and he pulls out a chair. He throws him backwards, hitting Fierce and breaking the hold.

Fierce stands up again and he starts to stomp away on the injured Majors. He then pulls him up and throws him ribs-first into the ringside barrier once again.

Jerry Andrews: Dan Fierce is just decimating Rick Majors right here.

Majors crumbles to the floor. Fierce reaches down to pull him up, but Majors stabs his thumb into Fierce’s eye. With Fierce staggered, Majors gets to his feet. He then runs forward and clotheslines Fierce with his good arm. Fierce tumbles backwards over the barrier and into the crowd!

Majors reaches down and he picks up a steel chair from the floor. He swings it with one arm, clocking Fierce right in the head as he stands up. Majors then climbs over the barrier, taking the chair with him. Still only swinging the chair with one arm, he cracks it across Fierce’s back. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. Finally Majors throws the damaged chair down onto the floor.

Ace Anderson: Rick Majors just destroyed that chair and possibly Dan Fierce in the process.

Majors circles his arm, trying to shake off the pain. He then pulls Fierce up and….

Jerry Andrews: MAJOR IMPACT ONTO THE FLOOR!

Ace Anderson: There are no mats out there! Dan Fierce’s skull just connected with cement!

Jerry Andrews: I don’t think Majors got all of it, because he could only underhook one arm due to his injury, but he still caused some serious damage.

Majors leans back on the guardrail. He clutches his ribs with his left arm. His right arm is hanging down at his side, basically useless.

Jerry Andrews: Majors needs to get Fierce back to the ring and pin him right now. He looks to be badly injured and he has to take advantage of this situation.

Ace Anderson: It looks like Fierce may be out cold. I don’t think Majors will be able to carry him back to the ring at this point.

Majors reaches down and he tries to pulls Fierce up, but with only one arm and his injured ribs, he can’t do it. He tries again. Still nothing. He tries one more time. Fierce drives his elbow into Majors’ ribs. Dan Fierce now slowly stands up. He slugs Majors in the face. And again. And again. He then clocks him once more, sending him back over the guardrail and to the ringside area.

Fierce climbs over the guardrail himself. There is blood dripping from his forehead. He wipes it away and pulls Majors up. Majors swings at him with a wild left, connecting with the side of Fierce’s head. Majors now connects with a big left leg roundhouse kick to the head, which takes Fierce down.

Majors slowly rolls himself back into the ring. He remains on the mat, trying to catch his breath.

Ace Anderson: It looks like Majors is struggling to breathe here. That’s bad news for him. If you can’t get enough oxygen into your body, there’s no way you can successfully compete.

Fierce slowly gets to his feet. He looks at the downed Majors and quickly slides into the ring with a cover!
1…
2….

Jerry Andrews: Majors gets his shoulder up!

Fierce is up again. He stomps away at the downed Majors. Majors struggles to roll away from the assault. Fierce pulls him up and chops him across the chest. Again. Again. Majors staggers back into the corner. Fierce grabs him and hits him with a series of big nerve chops to the trapezius muscles. Majors yells in pain and falls to the mat. Before Fierce can attack him any more, Majors rolls out of the ring to the outside.

Jerry Andrews: Fierce going after Majors’ arms and ribs in this match which is obviously very smart because….

Ace Anderson: LOOK OUT!

Fierce comes flying through the ropes with a suicide dive as Majors gets to his feet. Rick Majors notices him at the last minute and dives out of the way! Fierce hits the announce table hard!

Majors stands up and he grabs Fierce by the head. He slams him face-first into the announce table. And again.

Jerry Andrews: Oh man. Dan Fierce is a bloody mess now.

Majors again drives Fierce’s face into the table. He then pulls Fierce up and lays him out on the table. Majors climbs up as well. He pulls up Fierce and sets him up in a double underhook position….

Jerry Andrews: No no no no no…. not a Major Impact onto the table!

Fierce breaks free, using Majors’ injured arm and ribs to his advantage. He then sets Majors up himself…..

PILEDRIVER THROUGH THE TABLE!

*HOLY SHIT*
*HOLY SHIT*
*HOLY SHIT*

The PCW Faithful are on their feet. The announce team in down. The table is shattered. Majors hasn’t moved. Fierce is struggling to stand up. The referee is frantically checking on both men.

Slowly Dan Fierce staggers to his feet. He looks down at the destruction. He looks out at the crowd. He then slowly pulls Rick Majors up from the rubble.

Jerry Andrews: Hello? Hello? Are we on?

Fierce drags Majors to the ring and rolls him inside.

Jerry Andrews: Okay… umm… wow….

Ace Anderson: Hello? Okay, we’re back.

Jerry Andrews: What an devastating move. And, remember folks, Rick Majors has had several neck surgeries in is career.

Inside the ring, Dan Fierce pulls Majors up….

Jerry Andrews: MAKEOVER!!!!

Ace Anderson: The cover!

1…..

2…..

3!!!!

The bell rings. Dan Fierce rolls off of his opponent. The crowd explodes.

Jerry Andrews: Dan Fierce has done it!

Ace Anderson: What a war! The long road back is nearly complete! Dan Fierce is the new number one contender for the PCW World Title!

WINNER & NUMBER ONE CONTENDER: Dan Fierce via Pinfall

Dan Fierce slowly gets to his feet. He wipes the blood from his face as the referee raises his arm in the air.

Jerry Andrews: Dan Fierce just earned himself a match with Murdoc with the biggest prize in the business on the line!

Ace Anderson: What a performance by Dan Fierce! I can’t wait for that championship match! There’s a lot of unfinished business between those two!

Jerry Andrews: On behalf of everyone associated with PCW, thank you for watching and we’ll see you in two weeks for PCW Trauma 203! Good night everyone!

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