Post by Rick Majors on Sept 23, 2015 22:30:20 GMT -5
PCW Trauma - September 8th, 2015 Sadistic rolls off the still unresponsive Eira, going so far as to weakly shove her away in apparent disgust. His head falls back against the font with a hollow *thock*, near senseless, while the referee remains on one knee at Eira’s side. Brushing her bloodstained hair away from her face, he scoops her up in his arms, cradling her close and exiting the church with a calmly inexorable stride. The lights come up as the PCW Tron switches back to the Arena proper, Sasha Greene bringing the mic up for the official announcement: “Winner, and still YOUR Pure Class Wrestling World Champion - BILLY SADISTIC!” Ace Anderson: I really think that referee was - Jerry Andrews: I just hope whoever it is decides to take her to the hospital. We should have had medics on standby! Ace Anderson: They all refused after seeing what happened - and what nearly happened - at the Junkyard Brawl. They wouldn’t even leave the PCW Arena for triple pay! Jerry Andrews: Well, that’s the end of Eira and Sadistic. Ace Anderson: Do you really think so? Jerry Andrews: ...no. But Sadistic’s next focus is to be Gem - and then who knows? Ace Anderson: Do you think Gem can do what Eira has repeatedly failed to achieve? Jerry Andrews: I don’t know if anyone can at this point… but if anyone can, it’s her. Ace Anderson: We can all only hope. |
Tuesday September 22nd, 2015
The PCW Faithful is on their feet as always as Trauma hits the airwaves. Jerry Andrews welcomes the audience at home to the program.
Jerry Andrews: Ladies and gentlemen, I'm Jerry Andrews and welcome to another exciting episode of PCW Trauma. With me as always is Ace Anderson and, Ace, what a show we have tonight!
Ace Anderson: You're right about that, Jerry. PCW President Frank Foley has finally gotten sick of Sadistic and the Black Hand and he's put Sadistic in a series of incredibly tough matches. In my opinion, it's about time!
Jerry Andrews: Sadistic defeated his bitter rival Eira on that last edition of Trauma, in a match where she got to choose the stipulation. Now, tonight, he faces off against another big rival when he steps into a steel cage against Gem.
Ace Anderson: And we're hearing from very reputable sources that, if any members of the Black Hand even try to interfere in that match, they'll be fired!
Jerry Andrews: Plus, Foley promised us that we'll have a new number one contender for Deadly Intentions and we still have no idea who that is!
Ace Anderson: Hopefully we find out tonight or whoever wins that cage match will have no idea who they'll be facing next!
NOW IS THE TIME! FOR ME TO RISE TO MY FEET! WIPE YOUR SPIT FROM MY FACE! WIPE THESE TEARS, FROM MY EYES!!
Hatebreed’s “I Will be Heard” explodes through the speakers as Warnock Waldgrave leads Braddock through the curtain. They pause at the top of the ramp, a slimy grin on the lips of Warnock as he watches Braddock thrust his right fist into the air.
Making his way to the ring, accompanied by Warnock Waldgrave, he comes from Santa Cruz, California. Standing six feet, two inches tall and weighing in at two hundred and sixty-five pounds.....
He is.... Brrrraaad-ddddooooocccckkkkk!
He strolls down to the ring before climbing the ring steps. He wipes his feet before entering the ring and holds a fist in the air.
Jerry Andrews: You know, I never understood. Why are some stars announced and some aren’t?
Ace Anderson: Ego?
Jerry Andrews: I’m sorry, what?
Ace Anderson: Okay, maybe not always ego, but... used to be that competitors were only announced for PPV’s. Nowadays it seems anyone that asks gets the verbal red carpet treatment.
Jerry Andrews: Well, I say it does no harm, and if it makes them feel like their entrances are more complete, go for it.
“Sumo” by Jim Johnston blares over the speakers as this mountain of a man steps through the curtain.
He walks slowly and methodically to the ring taking his time, high fiving the fans and soaking up the atmosphere in the arena
He goes up the ring steps and steps over the top rope and into the ring waiting for the match to start. As he does he performs a purification ritual by throwing salt in the ring to cleanse it before the match.
Ace Anderson: You know, their height isn’t too far off, but that weight difference...
Jerry Andrews: That can be a game changer, especially when match fatigue starts to set in.
Ace Anderson: Indeed.
Singles Match
Braddock vs Hiroshi Yukio
Referee: Manny Cruz
Braddock vs Hiroshi Yukio
Referee: Manny Cruz
Manny Cruz steps forward to give his opening remarks, a few quick instructions later he signals for the bell. Yukio bows to Braddock, who sneers in response and rushes forward! The two lock up in the middle of the ring, Braddock quickly finding himself losing ground as Hiroshi remains perfectly stable. With a shout, Braddock twists free, running towards the ropes and using the bounce to charge back towards Hiroshi with a nasty looking spear, both competitors going tumbling to the mat! They grapple in the ring, Braddock rapidly losing momentum in the face of Yukio’s sheer mass and strength.
Jerry Andrews: Man, this is just...
Ace Anderson: Awkward?
Jerry Andrews: This is a strange pairing. They don’t really have any history, and they don’t seem to have a rhythm going yet.
Ace Anderson: Well, it’s still early in the match.
Hiroshi is quick to capitalize on the grounded Braddock, tying him up in an ankle lock, but the ultraviolent Braddock hammers away at Hiroshi with his free leg, multiple kicks to the face bringing a round of boos from the fans and Yukio finally releases! Braddock scrabbles away, quick to gain his feet while the massive Yukio is slower to gain a vertical base - but he rises all the same, to the cheers of the crowd! Braddock is again on the offensive, bringing an arsenal of punches, kicks, and jabs to the big man. Hiroshi brings his arms up to block, taking the hits as Braddock opens up a salvo of abuse - until Yukio finally fires off with a powerful right fist!
Jerry Andrews: Incredible!
Ace Anderson: Wow.
Braddock is knocked back a few steps, his momentum disrupted, Yukio advancing with surprising quickness to continue the battle! Hiroshi strides forward, Braddock peppering him with a few stray hits as he approaches, but Yukio slugs Braddock in the head, knocking him to the mat! Hauling him back up, Hiroshi throws Braddock up INTO the air and then hits him with a Samoan Drop! Braddock crashes down at the conclusion of the move, the large man overpowered by his still-larger opponent! Yukio goes in for the cover, Cruz at the ready.
...1!
...2!
...
...3!
Winner: Hiroshi Yukio via Pinfall
Hiroshi leaves the ring to the resounding cheers of the fans, Braddock coming-to just in time to see Yukio pausing on his way up the ramp to pose with fans for photos! While Hiroshi interacts with his fans, Braddock stays ringside, jawing with the fans. Alternating between shouting at the naysayers and bantering with the cheers, Braddock’s attention is caught by someone coming down the ramp!
Jerry Andrews: Bubba Reece is here!
Ace Anderson: Well, his match is next, but....
Bubba saunters down the ramp, halting to stare at Braddock, arms crossed - a sneer on his face as he chuckles and shakes his head, clearly unimpressed with Braddock’s performance. As Braddock’s face reddens in anger, Bubba chuckles, the tension building between the two!
Jerry Andrews: Well, Bubba Reece and Braddock are certainly developing a bit of a rivalry here...
Ace Anderson: You can just feel the anger there. This one is going to explode soon.
Jerry Andrews: Well, Bubba is here for his match, but he'll have to wait for a bit because we need to pay the bills!
Jerry Andrews: Bubba is already in the ring, awaiting his opponent.
Ace Anderson: I have to wonder what sort of shenanigans Lunatic will do this week.
Jerry Andrews: I guess we'll find out.
"Nobody's Real," by Powerman 5000 blasts the airwaves as the crowd gets to their feet, but nothing is happening at the top of the ramp. After a, uncomfortable while, the music restarts, still to no avail.
Ace Anderson: Well, I guess the goofy bastard isn't... WHAT THE HELL?
Ace quickly sprints back away from the commentary table as if a fire had been set at his feet. In fact, it had. He doffs his headgear scrambling to the isle with a lit matchstick protruding from his shoe. He angrily stomps it out as Lunatic emerges from under their table triumphantly with his hands raised high. The crowd laughs and cheers as he strolls out past an enraged Ace Anderson and up the steps, taunting the commentator with a smile befitting of the cat who ate the canary. Bubba grins mildly, shaking his head at the antics. Ace resumes his seat as Looney ducks between the ropes.
Jerry Andrews: Ask and you shall receive.
Ace Anderson: Shaddap! These were expensive shoes. That <BLEEP> ruined a $900 pair of Louis Vuitton loafers! I'll sue!
Jerry Andrews: Since when did Louis Vuitton start making Sketchers?
Ace Anderson: Didn't I tell you to shut up?
Singles Match
Lunatic vs Bubba Reece
Referee: Charles Lim
Lunatic vs Bubba Reece
Referee: Charles Lim
Charles Lim calls for both men to meet in the center of the ring. They shake hands as he calls for the bell. The two men go to tie up, but Lunatic ducks under and immediately begins... choking himself? Both Bubba and the zebra look at him strangely as he motions to the ref that it is, in fact, Bubba doing the choking. Undaunted, Looney continues as Bubba holds both hands in the air, while the madman complains that his opponent is using "the Force."
Charles Lim begins to count at Bubba, knowing that this is the only way to continue the match. As he gets to four, Lunatic releases himself, doubled over and gasping for air. Bubba decides he's had enough and charges, yanking his opponent violently un and back down in a belly to back suplex.
Jerry Andrews: I think Bubba is taking exception to Looney accusing him of choking him.
Ace Anderson: GOOD! I hope he skins him like a gator.
Bubba retrieves Lunatic from the mat, sending him into the ropes and meeting him on the rebound with a spinebuster! The big man doesn't allow Marc much time to breathe as he springboards off of the second rope for an elbow drop. Bubba stands bolt upright, going to the well for another elbow.
NO! No one home!
Lunatic rolls out of the way just before Bubba can connect. Now Lunatic is on the offensive. Bubba gets to one knee, and the back of his head greets an enziguri, driving him face first back down. Looney rallies the audience briefly as he begins "WOO HOO-ing" all around Bubba, Delivering the Daffy Stomp to every joint imaginable on his opponent's body. Finally, Bubba rolls over just as Lunatic leaps into the air for the finale. Showing a quickness and flexibility unbecoming of a man his size, Bubba spins a leg up into the air, catching Lunatic under the chin on the decent.
Lunatic stands in one spot, an empty look in his eyes as he raises one finger as if he has a point to make before wilting in a heap to the mat. Bubba gathers Lunatic up, launching him at the ropes and meeting him there with a nasty clothesline, sending the goofy superstar over the top rope and onto the floor.
Bubba rolls out of the ring and is ambushed from behind by Braddock, who has hopped over the security railing. He drops Bubba with a clothesline from behind before pulling him up and rolling him back into the ring. Charles Lim immediately calls for the bell, disqualifying Lunatic.
Jerry Andrews: Braddock is on the attack!
Braddock hits with a series of stomps before pulling the Raging Redneck up to his feet. Bubba surprises Braddock with an uppercut and follows it up with two quick left handed jabs. His right is blocked and Braddock regains the upper hand with a knee to the belly. Bubba is planted with a Tiger Bomb while Warnock, who has just arrived at ringside, slides a chair into the ring.
Ace Anderson: Warnock is directing traffic out here.
Under Warnock's orders, Braddock drags Bubba over to the chair before locking him up for a piledriver.
Jerry Andrews: He's going to piledrive him onto that chair!
Ace Andrews: He's looking to break his neck!
Indeed, Braddock lifts Bubba up and then buries the top of his skull into the chair with a jumping piledriver. Bubba's legs tremble with that looks like a seizure as Braddock stands over the fallen redneck. Grinning, Braddock drops to a knee and pulls Bubba's head up by and cradles him under the jaw with his left hand while fishing a spike out of his right boot.
Jerry Andrews: Somebody has got to stop this!
Warnock cackles while Braddock drives the spike repeatedly into the redneck's forehead, five times in all. He finishes by driving it into his forehead and then digging it in, deep. Bubba screams and tries to break free but Braddock drives it in even deeper. A flood of referees and security hit the ring and Braddock bails to the outside. Medics slip past Braddock as he and his manager head to the back, his point made.
Winner: Bubba Reece by disqualification at 7:22
As paramedics rush to Bubba's aid, Lunatic hops back into the ring to protest the decision. Charles Lim and the Looney one have a heated exchange, just as another guy oversteps the guard rail next to the announcers. He is a mountain of a man with cropped hair and a beard almost reminiscent of the Hangtown Horrors themselves. He makes a beeline for the ring and kicks Looney square in the back, toppling him like a house of cards.
Jerry Andrews: Who the hell is this?
Ace Anderson: I dunno, but I like the guy already.
The unknown, tattooed brute yanks Looney to his feet, then back down again with a sit-out power bomb. Gathering his victim one last time, he hefts him over his shoulders for a Torture Rack. He applies pressure briefly as Lim protests. Just as more officials scurry to the ring, the man-mountain spins the unconscious Lunatic over for an inverted RKO. The fans jeer loudly as the maniac finally rolls out of the ring, retrieving a microphone.
Man: My name is Ezra Blackstone. There's only room enough for one kind of crazy in this town... MINE!
He drops the mic as he brushes his hands together, heading to the back with a huge smile on his face. Another group of medics rush the ring with another stretcher for Lunatic, fitting him with a collar before strapping him to the board and hefting him to the gurney.
Jerry Andrews: Well, this match certainly kept out paramedics busy.
Ace Anderson: I'm hoping for a broken neck on that crazy bastard.
Jerry Andrews: That's not very nice to say.
Ace Anderson: He. Ruined. My. Shoes.
Tag Team Match
Judge (Underground ©) & Jury vs Crazy Power [Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith & Alexa Black]
Referee: Joseph Buckland
Judge (Underground ©) & Jury vs Crazy Power [Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith & Alexa Black]
Referee: Joseph Buckland
The show returns with both teams already in the ring.
Ace Anderson: We're cutting a lot of entrances short tonight.
Jerry Andrews: Well, we have more matches than usual plus a huge main event, so we're a little short for time!
The match starts with Crazy Boy facing off against Judge. The two lock up and Judge shoves Crazy Boy backwards. He then charges at him, knocking him to the mat with a clothesline. He pulls him up, but Smith staggers him with a right hand. And another. And another that backs Judge up against he ropes. Crazy Boy now takes a step back and he clotheslines Judge over the ropes and to the outside!
Jerry Andrews: Nice work by Crazy Boy!
Ace Anderson: Look out!!!
Crazy Boy goes flying through the ropes with a suicide dive! Judge dodges out of the way and Crazy Boy hits the padding on the floor with a hard thud.
Jerry Andrews: Oh my. What a hard landing there.
Ace Anderson: He could be seriously hurt.
Judge starts to stomp away on Crazy Boy, but Alexa Black runs over to break it up! And then Jury rushes over to even the sides!
Jerry Andrews: Joseph Buckland needs to get control of this match!
Finally, Buckland manages to pull Jury away. Alexa Black throws Judge back into the ring before Buckland can order her back to her corner. Crazy Boy slowly stands up. He rolls into the ring and tags in Alexa.
Jerry Andrews: I think you're right, Ace, Crazy Boy looks hurt.
Ace Anderson: Of course I'm right!
Alexa waits until Judge makes it back to his feet before looking him directly in the eyes with an cold heartless evil smile
Jerry Andrews: I really don't like that look especially coming from Alexa.
Ace Anderson: I know it means bad times for Judge. He may be bigger but even he doesn't know what's coming from the demented mind of Alexa Black.
The big man gets back to his feet and Alexa hits the ropes and hits a Facebreaker directly into his temple collapsing the big man like an imploding building.
Ace Anderson: That connected hard and the big man is down!
Somehow Judge struggles back to his feet again and Alexa hits the ropes and hits a Facebreaker in the face this time crushing his nose flooding his black heavy metal shirt the mat and his boots with blood.
Jerry Andrews: Judge truly is a beast he has taken two huge shots here and is still fighting!
Ace Anderson: He's got amazing resilience!
Screeching in frustration Alexa picks him up and puts him into position with his legs over her shoulders and the rest of his body in a belly to back position.
Ace Anderson: What the hell is this??
Jerry Andrews: I don't know!
She kneels down and drives his head down spiking it into the mat with a reverse belly to back Piledriver she calls The Kiss Of Death.
Ace Anderson: Oh my! His head gets hammered like a railroad spike! Ouch!
Jerry Andrews: He's gonna have a hell of a headache later!
Alexa Black goes for a cover: 1.... 2.....
Judge kicks out. Black pulls him up, by he drives his elbow into her throat, causing her to stagger backwards. Judge now tags in Jury. Jury enters the ring and he grabs Alexa, setting her up in a headlock. He then hits her in the top of the head with a stiff fist. Alexa falls to one knee and Jury waits for her to get back up. When she does, he connects with a huge spear!
Ace Anderson: Alexa Black could be broken in half there!
Jury goes for a cover: 1... 2....
Alexa Black kicks out. Jury grabs her, but she breaks free and hits him with big clothesline. Black then tags in Crazy Boy. Jury runs at him, but Crazy Boy ducks a clothesline. He then connects with a drop kick.
Ace Anderson: Crazy Boy a little slow to get up there.
Jury takes advantage of Crazy Boy's apparent injury and he tags in Judge. The Underground King enters the ring. Crazy Boy is up now and he charges at him. Judge kicks him in the stomach with a roundhouse kick. He then sets him up...
Jerry Andrews: Judge's Call!
Judge does for the cover. Alexa Black rushes in to break it up. Jury cuts her off with a stiff right hand.
1...
2....
3!
Winners: Judge and Jury via pinfall @ 9:02
As Judge and Jury stand victorious in the ring, the camera feed switches over to Shane Dodge with a less than confident looks on his face. He sighs.
Shane Dodge: I am here and welcome Johnny “Loco” Marquez and “The Anarchist” Jason Willard.
Tha UnHoly Alliance enters the view.
Loco: Well Shane, I am sure that you want to ask the question that is on everyone’s mind, is TUHA slipping? We may have lost three straight matches but hey, two of those involved more than us in a match. But now for the first time in three shows, Tha Alliance is back in a regular tag team match. But it is not a match against two bums. Former tag team champions The Sea Men. Two teams, three tag team championships between them and that isn’t counting High Tide title runs as one half of The Flying Freebooters.
Loco looks at his partner.
Willard: What’s wrong Shane? Don’t you like talking to us? Or is it PCW couldn’t find anyone better to handle the assignment? Don’t answer that, because it really doesn’t matter. Just like the outcomes in our previous matches. Finally, we are back in one where it’s just TUHA on one side. I have vague memories of The Sea Men or The Flying Freebooters, so I can’t offer much words of wisdom about them. However, High Tide was once an Underground champion until his reign met a violent end. Tide and Wasp offer an excellent challenge and an opportunity for Tha Alliance to, if you don’t mind the pun, right the ship and get a victory.
Loco smirks
Loco: Don’t forget High Tide is a former North American Champion as well. I could go on and on about this topic, but the time for talk is done and we are going to focus on this matter the like always and that is in the ring. Don’t Rock The Boat baby, just because you’re up the river without a paddle.
Loco and Willard exit the camera view and the feed switches.
As Trauma returns, PCW President Frank Foley is standing in the ring, microphone in hand.
Jerry Andrews: Ladies and gentlemen, we're back and President Foley is in the ring, seemingly to make an announcement.
Ace Anderson: It's gotta be about the new number one contender, right?
Frank Foley: Ladies and gentlemen, as you know, the next time PCW will be pay-per view is on Sunday October 4th for Deadly Intentions VI. Now, I have a very important announcement regarding that event.
Ace Anderson: Here it comes....
Frank Foley: At Deadly Intentions, we will hold the traditional Deadly Rumble match up where the winner will earn a shot at the PCW World Championship. This will be the fourth Deadly Rumble in PCW and the winner of this match will get the opportunity of a lifetime to battle against the PCW Champion.
Ace Anderson: Oh man! I nearly forgot about the Deadly Rumble!
Jerry Andrews: How could you forget about it!?
Ace Anderson: Well, no one has really mentioned it and it didn't really get any promotion until right now and...
Jerry Andrews: HOW COULD YOU FORGET ABOUT IT!?
Frank Foley: This year's Deadly Rumble is open to any competitor who would like a shot. Whether you are currently under contract to PCW or not, we want you in the Rumble. In one night, you can change your life forever and immediately rocket yourself to the top of Pure Class Wrestling.
Jerry Andrews: Previous Deadly Rumble winners include Grimm, Eira and, of course, our current champion Sadistic.
Frank Foley: Now, last year's Deadly Rumble winner was named PCW World Champion, a title he still holds to this day. Of course, the man I am talking about is Billy Sadistic.
The crowd boos.
Frank Foley: As for the world championship match at this year's version of Deadly Intentions, that announcement is going to be made.... later tonight.
Foley smiles and leaves the ring as the PCW Faithful boo.
Jerry Andrews: How can he not tell us who the number one contender is? This show is more than half over!
Ace Anderson: He's the president. He can do whatever he wants, I guess!
The arena goes black from the sound of a toll from a bell. Lights in the aisle show the logo of Tha UnHoly Alliance, after a second toll. The fans begin to rumble, as now a third toll is making the logos into a running motion from the aisle to the stage and now the chords join in as well, as another toll is heard, causing to simultaneous lightning strikes to each side of the stage, igniting the symbol of Loco on the left of the stage and igniting the symbol of Anarchy on the right of the stage. An explosion goes off and now the logo of Tha UnHoly Alliance is burning high above the stage as the crowd goes crazy. White smoke fills the opening of the entrance of the stage as a sliver strobe light gives off two figures standing there posing with their usual poses.}
"Hailing from California, at a total combined weight of four hundred and ninety pounds….”The Anarchist” Jason Willard and Johnny “Loco” Marquez….THA UNHOLY ALLIANCE!!!!"
Out come Tha Alliance, milking the crowd as a thunderous cheers are heard. Willard walks behind Loco with a demented grin and cane in hand. Loco is smiling while stomping to Tha UnHoly anthem of “For Whom The Bell Tolls” by Metallica. Willard raises both arms in the air to get a reaction from the crowd for himself, as he falls behind Loco’s march into the aisle. Willard quickly catches up to his partner and does a small leap onto the back of Loco, wrapping an arm around the chest of him and pounding with his cane. Both men complete the final steps by running and sliding under the bottom rope and coming to their feet in the middle of the ring. Loco removes his trench coat and tosses it out to the ring lackeys, as does Jason with his cane as all the lights return to normal and all fires are extinguished as “For Whom The Bell Tolls” slowly fades out.
"And their opponents...."
With very little lighting and effects that simulate lightning, High Tide (in a pirate outfit) and Wasp walk down the ramp. Tide 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.
Tag Team Match
Tha UnHoly Alliance ["The Anarchist" Jason Willard & Johnny "Loco" Marquez] vs The Sea Men [Wasp & High Tide]
Referee: Ty Little
Tha UnHoly Alliance ["The Anarchist" Jason Willard & Johnny "Loco" Marquez] vs The Sea Men [Wasp & High Tide]
Referee: Ty Little
The match starts with Jason Willard up against High Tide. The two competitors lock up in the center of the ring. Willard shoves Tide back into the corner. Tide shakes it off and the two men meet once more. They lock up again and this time Tide shoves Willard back into the corner. Willard immediately steps back forward and the two lock up for the third time. Tide then knees Willard in the stomach, doubling him over. Tide now hits Willard with an elbow to the back of the head. Willard drops down to the mat. Tide hits him with an elbow drop.
Jerry Andrews: High Tide in control early on!
Tide pulls Willard back up to his feet. He Irish whips him across the ring. Willard ducks a clothesline and rebounds off of the ropes. He leaps forward with a flying clothesline, sending Tide down to the mat. Willard gets back to his feet and he runs the ropes once more. He delivers a leg drop to the back of Tide's head. Willard then goes for a quick cover!
Ace Anderson: Willard looking to end this one early!
Jerry Andrews: One.... two.... and a kickout by High Tide!
Willard pulls Tide back up to his feet. The two lock up once again, but Willard takes complete control as he shoves Tide to the corner. Willard quickly goes to work. He drives his shoulder into the stomach of Tide. Willard now connects with several right hand shots as Tide staggers forward. Willard now whips Tide into the ropes.
Jerry Andrews: Willard taking control in this match now.
Tide bounces off the ropes. As he returns to Willard, Willard catches Tide and hits him with a swinging neckbreaker! Willard now he lifts Tide to his feet and whips him to the corner with a thud. Willard charges for a clothesline Tide gets his legs up and he kicks Willard square in the jaw.
Ace Anderson: Desperation move by High Tide there! But it worked!
Tide then charges the staggering Willard and connects with a flying clothesline. Tide begins to stomp away as Willard rolls to his stomach.
Jerry Andrews: Willard on the attack early in this match, but now it's been turned around!
Ace Anderson: High Tide is in charge now!
Tide lifts Willard to his feet. Willard suddenly connects with an elbow across the skull. Tide staggers back as Willard goes for a running clothesline but Tide ducks underneath. He then connects with a huge Russian leg sweep. Tide pulls Willard up and he whips him to the ropes. Willard bounces off the ropes and he explodes with a double axe handle smash. Tide crumbles to the mat as Willard tags in Loco.
Loco pulls Tide up. Tide takes Loco's legs out with a drop kick to the knee. Loco drops to one knee. Tide then runs the ropes and comes back with a drop kick to the back of Loco's head!
Jerry Andrews: What. A. Shot.
Ace Anderson: That could be it! He just needs to cover him now!
Tide goes for the cover:
1....
2....
Jerry Andrews: And Loco kicks out!
Tide now walks to the corner and he starts to climb.
Ace Anderson: High Tide heading upstairs now!
Tide waits for Loco to return to his feet. Loco stands up, turns around and Tide leaps off the top turnbuckle with a cross body block! Loco catches him! He then adjusts Tide's position and sends him crashing to the mat with a Tilt-A-Whirl Tombstone! Loco now goes for a cover!
1...
2...
Wasp breaks up the pin!
Jerry Andrews: I thought that was it!
Ace Anderson: Wasp saving the match for his team there!
Suddenly, the crowd turns its attention to ringside as Judge and Jury have made their way through the crowd and they're now standing at the ringside area.
Jerry Andrews: What the hell are these two doing out here?
Ace Anderson: Scouting the competition? They were pretty successful in their tag match earlier tonight.
Ty Little tries to get Judge and Jury to leave, but they aren't budging. Jury whispers something to Judge who laughs and the two keep watching.
Jerry Andrews: Well, I guess they're just watching the match...
Ace Anderson: ... for now.
The distraction allows High Tide to roll up Loco from behind!
1...
2...
Kickout!
Both Loco and Tide are up and Loco shoves Tide backwards. He pulls him up, but Tide breaks free. He quickly tags in Wasp.
Jerry Andrews: High Tide really needed that tag and he finally got it!
Wasp enters the ring, but he's hit with a Loc slap! Loco then sets Wasp up and he hits a Loco DDT!
1...
2...
Kickout!
Loco pulls Wasp up and he throws him into Tha Unholy Alliance's corner. He tags in Willard.
Ace Anderson: This corner is not where Wasp wants to be!
After a brief double team, Willard hits Wasp with a beautiful standing suplex. He then tags Loco back in.
Jerry Andrews: The veteran Unholy Alliance working together so well here tonight.
They set Wasp up... double stalling brainbuster! High Tide rushes into the ring to break up the attack, but Willard drops him. Loco climbs a turnbuckle, while Willard up the turnbuckle that is just across the way from his partner. Both men do their cross pose and leap at the sametime, Willard lands his 5 Star Finish, as Loco nails his Shooting Star Leg Drop at the same time onto the opponent. Loco with a cover now!
1...
2....
3!!!
Winners: Tha Unholy Alliance by pinfall @ 11:34
Suddenly, Judge and Jury hit the ring!
Ace Anderson: I knew these guys weren't just here to watch!
Judge and Jury attack both teams in the ring! After a while of the two attackers getting all the shots in, the situation quickly turns into a three team brawl!
Jerry Andrews: These three teams are going at it right now!
Ace Anderson: What do you mean we have to go to another break!? STAY WITH THIS!!!!
Trauma returns commercial break to find the PCW Tag Team Champions already in the ring. The newly returned Justin Kaard is on the ring apron and leaps over the top rope into the ring as his music cuts out. The trio look as if they've come from the Island of Misfit Toys.
Ace Anderson: That is quite the team, Jerry. Starr and Saniti, whether they love or hate each other, are the reigning PCW Tag Team Champions. And Kaard, of course, is a former PCW World Champion. Looks may be deceiving, but that is a very capable trio in the ring right now.
Jerry Andrews: I don't doubt their individual accolades, Ace. They are all great competitors in their own right, but I fear the Black Hand is the superior TEAM.
Speaking of the Black Hand, “God's Gonna Cut You Down” by Johnny Cash starts up. The lights dim as the alternating stomping and clapping begin out in the crowd. There is a cult following of Black Hand Brothers and Sisters scattered throughout the crowd, and they stomp and clap along as Phinehas Grimm and Presidential hopeful Michael Wryght emerge from the back first to a mixed, but mostly negative, reaction from the crowd. Wearing their patented single black gloves, they stop at the top of the ramp and glance back at the curtains. Finally, Justin Michaels makes his appearance, but seems somewhat distracted. As a team united, the Black Hand make their way down to the ring.
Jerry Andrews: Not that I need to spread their propaganda, but these guys are dangerous. While Billy Sadistic currently holds the World Championship, every single member of this stable is a former PCW World Champion. Just let that sink in...
Six-Person Tag Team Match
Psychedelica ["Dollface" Kelli Starr & Nathan Saniti] (Tag Team ©) & Justin Kaard vs Revelation [Grimm & Justin "Stormm" Michaels] & "Mr. Showtime" Michael Wryght
Referee: Nigel Gale
Psychedelica ["Dollface" Kelli Starr & Nathan Saniti] (Tag Team ©) & Justin Kaard vs Revelation [Grimm & Justin "Stormm" Michaels] & "Mr. Showtime" Michael Wryght
Referee: Nigel Gale
Grimm, Stormm, and Showtime methodically enter the ring as their opposition stand across from them. Nigel Gale, who'll have his hands full refereeing this contest, briefly briefs both teams before barking for the bell. Justin Kaard is eager to get an in-ring taste of PCW action and he volunteers to start the bout. Seeing this, Phinehas Grimm warmly steps forward. The remaining team member take their places on the ring apron as Kaard quickly makes himself a moving target as he begins to shuffle around the Abomination of Desolation.
Ace Anderson: During his time away from Pure Class Wrestling, Kaard served a stint wrestling over in Japan. Honing his skills, enjoying great success, and such. I have a sneaking suspicion that he's still the quickest cat on the roster, and he's going to use that speed to stay ahead of Grimm.
Jerry Andrews: While Grimm has adopted a more vicious, methodical style, Grimm was quite the speedster daredevil back in his day. But now he's an old...
Ace Anderson shoots him a glare, as if to warn his partner to choose his words carefully. Jerry bites his tongue before finishing his thought.
Jerry Andrews: An old...an old...so-and-so!
Meanwhile, back inside the ring, Kaard is using said speed to evade a vengeful Grimm's advances. Sliding out of a headlock, ducking a clothesline, it's all Grimm can do to get his hands on the slippery high flier. Kaard counters a backdrop by flipping onto his feet, leapfrogs the charging Hangtown Horror, and manages to hiptoss him through the ropes to the outside. Grimm takes an eight-count as the Black Hand huddle to reconfigure their strategy...until a dive bombing Justin Kaard wipes all three men out at ringside! Just like that, the Faithful are on their feet.
Ace Anderson: There's the Adrenaline King we know and love, and he's making the Black Hand feel his wrath!
Quicker than a hiccup, Kaard is back in the ring under the bottom rope, and it looks as if he's tweaked his knee a bit on that high risk move. He moves with a slight limp, but otherwise seems to be okay.
Jerry Andrews: He should tag out right now and give that knee a rest.
Nigel restarts the mandatory ten-count, but an angry Grimm is back in at three. Kaard is ready for him, but it's a Hangtown thumb to the eyeball that slows Kaard's stroll. Grimm follows this up with a spectacular headbutt that sends Justin to the canvas. Nathan Saniti watches Grimm work from the ring apron with an intimidating set of eyes. Kelli cheers her partner on, a stark contrast to her calm and collected co-champion. Operating like a well-oiled machine, Grimm quickly tags in Showtime before holding Kaard for a wide open blow. Showtime yards Kaard up by the face and whips him into the ropes, but Kaard springboards back with an elbow the flattens Wryght! Rather than make the tag, Kaard makes his way to the corner with a barely noticeable limp and heads to the top. Waiting for Showtime to stand, the Adrenaline King comes off the top rope with a double axe handle...
Ace Anderson: The Adrenaline King from the top rope!
...but Showtime catches him with waiting arms. A split second later and Kaard is sent flying through the air once more via a Michael Wryght overhead belly-to-belly suplex! Wryght yanks him back off the mat and goes for an Irish whip, but Kaard reverses. Justin leapfrogs Showtime on the rebound, but the Presidential hopeful quickly puts on the brakes and kicks Kaard in that injured knee! Kaard goes down, and the fans immediately begin booing.
Jerry Andrews: Ever the wily veteran, Showtime noticed that injury and he's going to exploit it!
Sure enough, Showtime goes right to work on that knee before dragging him into the corner of the Black Hand. Kelli and Nathan Saniti stand helpless on the ring apron as a series of quick tags between Stormm, Grimm, and Showtime effectively cut the ring in half. Stormm and Grimm attempt to showcase the tag team chemistry, but Stormm appears to be a step behind. A miscue by Stormm gives Kaard a splinter of an opportunity, and he goes for it. The Adrenaline King baseball slides between Stormm's legs and somersaults into his corner to hit the hot tag! The Faithful erupt as Kelli Starr leaps into action.
Ace Anderson: Kaard finally makes the tag, and Dollface is a house of fire!
Exacting a bit of revenge from two weeks ago, Starr zeros in on Grimm first and levels him with a dropkick! Showtime is in next, and he's taken over with a hurricanrana! Stormm strikes while her back is turned and grabs her in a rear waistlock. He sends her sailing through the air with a release German suplex...but Starr lands on her feet! Stormm turns around and runs right into a Candygram!
Jerry Andrews: Candygram! Stormm is down and Stormm is out!
Rather than shoot a cover, Kelli Starr begins stomping the ever-loving hell out of Justin Michaels. Some dub-step music materializes over the speakers as the fans start to dance along. This isn't just your run of the mill Kelli Starr dub-step stomping, oh no! This is some HARDSTYLE stomping! Yeah, BOIEEEE!
Ace Anderson: Kelli Starr changing up her dance routine here a bit, and looking spectacular while doing so!
Justin Michaels takes a severe stomping before Grimm blindsides Starr from behind. The music cuts out abruptly as Nathan Saniti is drawn into the ring to even the odds. There is a staredown between Grimm and Nathan Saniti; if it weren't for the Crimson Demon's flowing beard, the two would be near mirror images of each other. Saniti slowly clenches and unclenches his fists as a wry smile appears on the face of Grimm. A ringside camera is able to pick up the eerie, haunting whistling of Phinehas Grimm as his merciless stare meets that of Nathan Saniti.
Jerry Andrews: What the hell? What's going on here?
Fury burns in Saniti's eyes, but before a clash between Nathan and Phinehas can occur, Showtime and Kaard are back in the ring! Nigel has clearly lost control of this one as Kaard and Grimm resume their brawl from the last episode of Trauma. Showtime and Saniti, definitely no Strangers, trade blows in the corner.
Ace Anderson: This one's getting out of hand.
Jerry Andrews: Is it just me, or does Stormm seem a bit out of it?
Ace Anderson: Well, a couple pitchers of Blue Moon will do that to you...
Jerry Andrews: Wait. Are you insinuating that...?
Whether those claims are true remains a mystery, but Kelli Starr Dropping the Bass on Stormm has him hurting in a bad way! Showtime quickly extinguishes Starr's momentum by clotheslining her over the top rope. Justin Kaard hits the ropes and grabs a head of stream before connecting with a crossbody block on Grimm that sends both men over the top rope and to the outside. Picking his spot, a very unfriendly looking Nathan Saniti hits paydirt with a running high leg clothesline on Wryght that deposits him through the ropes to the outside!
Ace Anderson: We've got Stormm and Saniti alone in the ring, but these teams are still going at it on the outside!
Sure enough, Grimm and Kelli Starr are trading blows. Showtime and Kaard, on the other hand, look like they're trying to kill each other. Saniti, unaware or uncaring of what's taking place on the outside, has his merciless eyes trained on a disoriented Justin Michaels. He waits for Stormm to stagger to his feet before locking him in and planting him with the Unreality Check! Just a man doing his job, Saniti makes the cover as Nigel counts it.
1...
2...
3!
The bell rings with Nathan scoring the pinfall for his team, but the brawl continues on the outside and a horde of security guards are dispatched to break up the mayhem.
Ace Anderson: A very impressive win by Phsychedelica and Justin Kaard, but we've got to get some order out here.
Jerry Andrews: Indeed we do, but right now we're going to a commercial break.
Winner(s): Psychedelica and Justin Kaard when Nathan Saniti pinned Justin Michaels @ 12:28
Suddenly the lights go down, followed by the screech of the PA system being wrenched into action with heavily synthesized tones. The Tron stutters through black and white images of urban decay, throwing weird shadows across the crowd. The repetitive tones last for ten seconds until more join them into a strict beat and letters begin to emerge from the chaos on the big screen…
“N… C… M”
… And the arena erupts with the heavily synthesized tones and hard bass of ‘Through This Pain (You Heal)’ by Faderhead, combined with a shock of intense white strobe lights that punctuate the darkness. As the beat continues, a single spotlight shines into the crowd and finds Non Compos Mentis himself in the stands! Over the roar of the PCW fans the vocals kick in, and the ‘Born Psycho’ walks intensely through the crowd toward the ring.
“I disrespect you, dissect you, reject you,
The second you start to speak,
I try to see you, low-key you, and be you,
But you are way too boutique for me
You celebrate the world's mistakes
Cause you're so idle, you can't fail
You celebrate your worst mistakes
Cause you're an "idol" - you can't feel”
The second you start to speak,
I try to see you, low-key you, and be you,
But you are way too boutique for me
You celebrate the world's mistakes
Cause you're so idle, you can't fail
You celebrate your worst mistakes
Cause you're an "idol" - you can't feel”
Mentis hops the security barrier and begins to walk around the ring, taking his time to look over the thousands of fans in attendance before turning toward the ring.
“I can't heal you from the pain (Through this pain you heal)
And I can't keep you entertained (Boredom makes you feel)
I can't wake you like cocaine (Cause you're deep in sleep)
And I can't keep you entertained (Through this pain you heal)”
And I can't keep you entertained (Boredom makes you feel)
I can't wake you like cocaine (Cause you're deep in sleep)
And I can't keep you entertained (Through this pain you heal)”
Slowly he climbs onto the apron and steps through the ropes into the ring. As the vocals of Faderhead climax the PA system shuts off with a jarring immediacy and the lights return to normal, leaving only the sound of the PCW Faithful. Mentis removes his jacket and throws it into his corner, then readies himself for the match.
Jerry Andrews: You can feel the intensity in the air, Ace. The PCW faithful know there’s a showdown looming.
Ace Anderson: No doubt, Jerry. We don’t get Champion versus Champion matches often but when we do they’re always a big deal and they’re always exciting. And correct me if I’m wrong, but I do believe this is the first time we’ve had a Champion versus Champion match where both participants were not only former World Champions but also Triple Crown Champions as well.
The arena lights lower to a shadowed dimness as "Dystopic" by Position Music begins to play over the PCW speakers. The somber opening notes soon joined by a heavy drumbeat, gradually augmented into what sounds like a full orchestra. At 0:41 when the vocals begin, a 20 foot pillar of purple flame explodes out of the center of the stage, the roaring fire screaming up to the rafters as smaller flames burst alight and race towards the ring. The conflagration dies down, and twin purple spotlights angle in to reveal Eira. She stands absolutely motionless for a few seconds, her left leg with its gleaming, spiked black metal knee brace crossed in front of the right; arms outstretched and head tipped back in a mockery of the Crucifixion. She lowers her arms and walks towards the ring, her relentless stride perfectly in sync with the heavy background beat, following the trail of flickering purple flames to either side of her path.
While Eira keeps her primary focus on her goal, she offers an occasional smile or nod in response to fans on her way to down the ramp. Reaching ringside, Eira slowly ascends the stairs and walks to mid-apron ... wiping her feet before slipping between the ropes to enter. Swinging her long, silvery white braid behind her, she remains absolutely still and waits with predatory focus for the match to begin.
Jerry Andrews: Does Eira look like she might be lagging a step or two to you, Ace?
Ace Anderson: Maybe just a little bit, but are you really that surprised? She and Sadistic put each other through hell in the brutal match at the last Trauma, and pardon the pun, but trauma like that doesn’t heal quickly.
Non-Title Champion versus Champion Match
Non Compos Mentis (International ©) vs Eira (North American ©)
Referee: Eric Russo
Non Compos Mentis (International ©) vs Eira (North American ©)
Referee: Eric Russo
The bell rings and the two meet in the middle of the ring, but rather than locking up, Eira offers a handshake. Mentis is caught off guard but extends his hand as well.
Jerry Andrews: Nice to see a little good old fashioned sportsmanship.
As NCM reaches for the handshake Eira’s duplicitous plan comes to light as she fires off a quick kick into the midsection of her opponent. With Non Compos Mentis momentarily stunned Eira presses her advantage, driving the former King of the Hobos into the corner.
Ace Anderson: And nice to see a well-executed bit of treachery.
With NCM pressed into the corner Eira begins to rain down a veritable barrage of punches, elbows, and knee strikes.
Jerry Andrews: Oh lord, Eira is definitely trying to end this one early.
Ace Anderson: THOU! SHALT! NOT! MESS WITH EIRA!
Eira continues her onslaught with a wild gleam in her eye. That gleam changes to shock and confusion as NCM finally powers out of the corner, shoving Eira half way across the ring. The International Champion is looking the worse for wear as a trickle of blood snakes down his forehead. With measured determination, NCM gets back to his feet and steadfastly steps out of the corner.
The two lock up in the middle of the ring but with NCM having nearly six inches and a hundred pounds on the diminutive Eira he quickly overpowers her with another brutal shove. Eira rolls through and pops right back up, firing a high angle dropkick right into his face.
Jerry Andrews: Eira showing her resourcefulness and agility with a beautifully executed dropkick.
Ace Anderson: If NCM takes many more shots in the mush like that he can forget about his dreams of winning the PCW beauty contest.
Jerry Andrews: I don’t think there was ever any danger of NCM taking that particular prize.
NCM hits the mat hard but before he can react Eira is back to her feet and takes to the air, crashing hard into Rhode’s midsection with a senton. Eira grabs his leg and goes for a cover.
…1
…2
NCM kicks out with authority. Both superstars are quickly to their feet as they lock up again. Not wanting to deal with the brute strength of her opponent, Eira clinches NCM and begins to fire a series of rapid knee strikes into his midsection. Each strike pushes NCM back a step, taking more and more out of him. After several strikes Eira lets go of NCM’s head and grabs his arm, whipping him at the ropes. NCM reverses but Eira is ready for it, rebounding off the rope with a forward handspring and planting both of her boots into the NCM’s gut.
Jerry Andrews: Eira has always been aggressive in the ring, but the intensity we’re seeing here is something different. She’s had NCM off balance for this entire match and hasn’t let him catch his breath once.
Ace Anderson: She’s a wounded animal and she knows it, so she’s fighting like one and I for one absolutely love it.
Mentis staggers backwards from the double mule kick and leans heavily against the ropes. Eira wastes little time in hurtling herself at her entangled opponent, wrapping around and pulling him into a tarantula. NCM tries to fight through as the Referee begins the count. He gets to a count of four before Eira finally lets NCM go. Eira beats Rhodes to a standing position and attempts to Irish whip him again. Mentis reverses and goes for a clothesline on Eira as she rebounds towards him.
Eira ducks the clothesline and bounces off the rope again and leaps at Mentis with a cross body. But NCM catches her and transfers her momentum into a bone rattling powerslam. Eira lays stunned on the mat as NCM gets back to his feet and begins dropping a flurry of elbows into her chest and midsection. He picks her up off the mat and attempts a DDT but Eira blocks it. Scurrying away from NCM, she gets back to her feet and brings her hands up defensively.
NCM pursues her and fires off his own strikes, lightning quick. Luckily Eira is the quicker of the two and dodges the incoming blows while managing a few strikes of her own. NCM is again stunned by the quick blows and takes to the air, looking to bring NCM down with a Hurrincanrana. Unfortunately size matters and Mentis catches Eira and drives her into the mat with a vicious powerbomb. Eira clutches at her head and rolls out of the ring.
Jerry Andrews: Eira wisely putting some distance between her and Mentis.
Ace Anderson: She’s been so aggressive this entire match that I don’t Eira ever gave any thought as to what would happen if Mentis finally caught her. I’m guessing we’ll see a much more defensive fight from Eira after that nasty powerbomb.
Eira finally slides back in the ring at the count of eight and unsteadily gets to her feet. Only to be met with a running knee from NCM that takes her in the stomach and doubles her over. She barely has time to straighten up before NCM is on her again, this time connecting with lefts and rights and finishing up the barrage with a sickening Blunt Trauma.
Eira collapses like a boneless marionette that has had its string cut. NCM looks almost surprised but he still goes for the cover.
…1
…2
The referee stops counting and directs the attention to Eira’s leg which has slipped under the rope and forced a break. NCM lets go of the pin attempt but Eira still hasn’t stirred. Mentis backs away and the ref starts to count. By the count of seven Eira has still not moved and NCM shoulders in front of the ref, breaking his count. He drags her away from the rope and goes for another pin attempt.
…1
…2
Eira kicks out! The PCW-verse explodes in its usual mixture of cheers and jeers as Eira just barely gets the shoulder up.
Jerry Andrews: Amazingly Eira is able to get the shoulder up.
Ace Anderson: That’s that never say die attitude of Eira’s. This match has been incredible so far, I’m thrilled that it’s going to continue.
NCM drops a knee into Eira’s midsection before pulling her to her feet. The North American Champion is slow to rise and unsteady on her feet but her eyes shine with defiance. NCM picks her up and slams her back into the ground with a snap suplex. Eira’s head bounces off the mat, causing her to curl into a ball. The referee backs NCM off and slides down next to Eira to check on her.
Jerry Andrews: Looks like Eira is really hurt here, Ace. I don’t know if she’s going to be able to continue.
Ace Anderson: Mark my words, Jerry, she’s not done yet.
Eira waves the ref off, insisting that she’s fine as she struggles back to her feet. The referee backs off as NCM bounces off the ropes for momentum and comes racing across the ring with a Kenka kick. Before the kick can connect, Eira collapses to the canvas and scampers out of the Hobo’s oncoming path.
Jerry Andrews: Did Eira…?
Ace Anderson: I think she did, Jerry.
Unfortunately for NCM the momentum carries him too far, causing him to get tangled in the ropes. With her opponent almost as off balance as she is, Eira takes advantage. She gets to her feet and grabs Mentis by his hair and drags him down into a backbreaker. NCM writhes on the matt as Eira catches her breath, neither of them quick to make it to their feet. Dazed and possibly confused, Eira makes it to her feet first and drags NCM towards the nearest corner.
Using her own body as a fulcrum, Eira falls backwards, catapulting NCM face first into the turnbuckle before he lands hard across her knees. Eira is again to her feet first and measures NCM, firing kicks into his chest and legs as he tries to rise. He finally gets to his feet only to be met by another dropkick from Eira. The blow bounces him off the turnbuckle and he hits the mat face first. Eira drops into a sitting position across NCM’s back and pulls his arms across his throat.
Ace Anderson: Good night, NCM, hello Purgatory. She’s got that sucker locked in tight.
Jerry Andrews: But is it locked in tight enough? Does Eira still have the strength to make Mentis submit?
Ace Anderson: This isn’t about strength, it’s simple biology. You cut off the flow of blood to the brain and it doesn’t matter how big they are, they all fall eventually.
Jerry Andrews: That might be true Ace, but it’s never a good idea to count NCM out.
Eira leans back, cranking the painful submission hold even tighter. NCM can’t even scream in pain as the pressure on his throat increases. Amazingly, even as Eira tightens the hold, NCM somehow gets his legs under him, rising to his knees.
Jerry Andrews: I told you, Ace, never count on Non Compos Mentis to just lay down and accept defeat.
Ace Anderson: How is he doing that? That doesn’t seem physically possible?
Mentis plants one foot beneath him, then pushes up to another, finally standing with Eira still hanging on. He throws himself backwards, sandwiching Eira between himself and the turnbuckle. She refuses to let go, hanging on like a mad dog as Mentis stumbles forward and launches himself backwards again. After the third time she finally lets go and slumps into the corner. NCM falls to a knee, gasping and struggling to breathe. He finally gets to his feet and drags Eira to hers. With no remorse, he drives the back of her head into the bottom turnbuckle with a quick Russian leg sweep.
Eira’s head bounces of the, thankfully, padded turnbuckle cover as now it’s her turn to writhe in pain . NCM drags her away from the corner and goes for another pinfall attempt.
..1
..2
…Eira kicks out!
By reflex alone, Eira shoots an arm up, lifting her shoulder off the canvas. NCM is stunned, he looks back at the ref in disbelief. The referee confirms that it was only a count of two and Mentis, frustration setting in, gets to his feet. He pulls Eira up and she’s still fighting. She tries to knock Mentis off balance with shots to the midsection but those shots have lost their spark and NCM shrugs them off. He locks her head between his arms and drives her back into the mat with a brutal reverse DDT.
Jerry Andrews: Okay, enough is enough. She can barely defend herself.
Ace Anderson: She should have thought about that when she kicked out last time.
The force of hitting the mat actually pops Eira into a seated position. NCM wastes little time, rebounding off the ropes and sliding in with a ruthless Roaring Elbow.
Jerry Andrews: Fractured Mind!
Ace Anderson: That’s it, she’s dead. Mentis killed her.
NCM goes for the cover.
…1
…2
…3
Jerry Andrews: NCM has done it!
Winner: Non Compos Mentis via pinfall @ 22:03
Eric Russo returns to the ring with both championships as NCM gets to his feet. He hands the International title to NCM and raises his hand in victory. NCM now takes the North American title and he looks at Eira, who is struggling to get to her feet. When she does, he extends the championship to her. She staggers for a moment, pauses and then accepts the title.
Jerry Andrews: What a show of respect between these two champions.
Ace Anderson: They both deserve a great deal of respect after that great match!
NCM nods to Eira, turns and leaves the ring. Suddenly, "Mr. Showtime" Michael Wryght appears in the ring from seemingly out of nowhere.
Jerry Andrews: What the hell is he doing here!?
Showtime clocks Eira in the back of the head! He then stomps her repeatedly before picking up the North American title to a chorus off boos.
Jerry Andrews: Eira defeated Showtime for that title and it looks like he wants it back!
Ace Anderson: Sure, but it's not his anymore!
NCM is halfway up the ramp before he notices what is going on in the ring. He comes charging back to the ring, but he's beaten there by... Justin Kaard!?
Jerry Andrews: Kaard came out from the crowd! What the hell!?
Ace Anderson: What is he doing here!?
Justin Kaard tackles Showtime to the mat and unloads on him with a series of punches! NCM hits the ring just as Kaard gets to his feet. Showtime slowly staggers up. Kaard picks up the North American title and swings wildly at Showtime's head.... he ducks and NCM is clobbered with the belt!
Ace Anderson: Justin Kaard just took out NCM!
Jerry Andrews: Yeah, but he was aiming for Showtime!
Michael Wryght takes advantage of the situation and he tackles Kaard down to the mat. Eira is back up now and she grabs Showtime, pulling him off Kaard. She throws Showtime into the corner as NCM slowly staggers back to his feet.
Jerry Andrews: All hell is breaking loose in the ring! Again!
PCW security has finally had enough and they flood the ring to break up the battle as the show heads to commercial.
Jerry Andrews: Well folks, we've got another big one coming up for you. Last Trauma, Sadistic defeated Eira in a brutal "Heaven versus Hell Cathedral Grudge Match" that likely shortened the careers of both competitors.
Ace Anderson: And his reward for doing so was to face off against Gem tonight in a steel cage. I love it!
Jerry Andrews: To be honest, it's hard to feel sorry for a man like Billy Sadistic.
Ace Anderson: Damn right it is! Hopefully Gem finally takes his title here tonight!
Test my will, test my heart
Let me tell you how the odds gonna stack up
Y'all go hard, I go smart
How's that working out for y'all in the back, huh?
I've seen that frustration
Been crossed and lost and told "No"
And I've come back unshaken
Let down and lived and let go
So you can let it be known
I don't hold back, I hold my own
I can't be mapped, I can't be cloned
I can't C-flat, it ain't my tone
I can't fall back, I came too far
Hold myself up and love my scars
Let the bells ring wherever they are
'Cause I was there saying...
In these promises broken
Deep below
Each word gets lost in the echo
So one last lie I can see through
This time I finally let you go!!!
Go, go, go.
No, you can tell 'em all now
I don't back up, I don't back down
I don't fold up, and I don't bow
I don't roll over, don't know how
I don't care where the enemies are
Can't be stopped, all I know; go hard
Won't forget how I got this far
Let me tell you how the odds gonna stack up
Y'all go hard, I go smart
How's that working out for y'all in the back, huh?
I've seen that frustration
Been crossed and lost and told "No"
And I've come back unshaken
Let down and lived and let go
So you can let it be known
I don't hold back, I hold my own
I can't be mapped, I can't be cloned
I can't C-flat, it ain't my tone
I can't fall back, I came too far
Hold myself up and love my scars
Let the bells ring wherever they are
'Cause I was there saying...
In these promises broken
Deep below
Each word gets lost in the echo
So one last lie I can see through
This time I finally let you go!!!
Go, go, go.
No, you can tell 'em all now
I don't back up, I don't back down
I don't fold up, and I don't bow
I don't roll over, don't know how
I don't care where the enemies are
Can't be stopped, all I know; go hard
Won't forget how I got this far
PCW Trauma March 3rd, 2015 Clearly frustrated, Sadistic reaches down and scoops up Shane Dodge's microphone. Sadistic: This has gone on long enough. Gem! You're out of your league. Just 'cause these people and those people out there think you're good don't mean you are good! You don't belong in the same ring as the Black Hand, let alone the biggest match of the biggest show of the year! Your magical little run of main event matches is going to come to an end. Right now. Not only am I gonna put you in your place...I'm gonna put you out of commission! The tension is so thick you can cut it with a knife. Sadistic: I want you one-on-one. Waddaya say? You got the guts to step into the ring with me without your buddies, you main event whore? Gem hasn't broken eye contact. There is a brief moment of silence as she watches Sadistic's face...almost analyzing him. And then she gives a single, deliberate nod. Her allies erupt from behind her, cheering her on. Grant: You're damn right she does! Sadistic has already turned and headed out to the ringside area. Ace Anderson: It looks like we're going to have an impromptu main event! ...... Singles Match Sadistic (World ©) vs. Gem The ropes are nearly within reach of Sadistic's outstretched hand! And here come Grimm and Showtime! Plowing through the crowd and hopping the guardrail... Jerry Andrews: No. Not like this! Out of nowhere, Eira is on the scene! She blindsides Phinehas and Wryght with a charging shoulder tackle! Caught by surprise, Grimm and Showtime spin to their feet and make for the ring. But it's too late... TAP TAP TAP Jerry Andrews: He tapped! Billy Sadistic just tapped out! Gem has submitted the World Champion!!! The PCW Faithful explode! Every fan is on their feet and the volume is deafening! Ace Anderson: Is she main event material now?! Can you see her now?! Gem releases the hold and rolls to the outside where she's met by an ecstatic Grant! __________ PCW Mass Destruction March 15, 2015 Sadistic slowly shakes the cobwebs/concussion symptoms from his head. He pulls Gem up and he rolls her into the ring. He follows her into the ring, with Michael Wryght not far behind. Grimm remains on the outside. He ducks under the ring and returns with a table. He slides that in. He then pulls out a chair and slides that it too. Then he grabs a broom. And a trash can. And another chair. And another. Jerry Andrews: Isn’t it enough that they have a three-on-one advantage right now!? Do they need to use weapons too!? Ace Anderson: Well, it is called ‘Complete Destruction,’ like it or not.... Gem tries to stand up, but she immediately taken down by Wryght. He starts to brutalize her with a series of right and left hands right to the face. Blood flies through the air. Jerry Andrews: This is sick. Just sick. Sadistic picks up the trash can just as Grimm enters the ring. Showtime and Grimm pull Gem up. Sadistic's face is filled with a kind of crazy rage. He runs at her and clocks her right in the face with the trash can. Ace Anderson: Gem has to be out cold. I can’t watch this much longer. Billy Sadistic smiles and he looks out at the crowd. He picks up two chairs. Sadistic throws one to Showtime and keeps one for himself. Grimm holds Gem in place as Showtime places a chair around Gem’s neck and Sadistic places his around Gems’s right leg. Jerry Andrews: No! NO! STOP THIS! Billy Sadistic and Michael Wryght now ascend the turnbuckles on opposite sides of the ring. 10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1! A buzzer sounds. “Dystopic" by Position Music begins to play over the PCW speakers. Jerry Andrews: EIRA! Eira spints down to the ring at full speed. She’s holding a steel chair of her own in her hands. The crowd is electric as she enters the cage.... but she’s too late. Snap. Crackle. Pop. Gem doesn’t even react. She’s unconscious. However, the mere act itself makes it obvious that she’s been seriously injured. Jerry Andrews: Oh my God..... __________ PCW Trauma March 31st, 2015 Non-Title Singles Match Sadistic (World ©) vs Gem The battle between these two rivals is getting more and more heated as they fire at one another. And then.... the bell rings. Jerry Andrews: WHAT!? Ace Anderson: Oh no! They’ve been counted out. The crowd boos. PCW officials stream out into the crowd to break up the battle that continues to rage between Gem and Sadistic. Winner: Double Countout Eventually the team of officials and security are able to break Sadistic and Gem up, but then the rest of the Black Hand arrives on scene. Showtime and Grimm are at ringside, armed with steel chairs. Before they can ask, Eira comes rushing out with a chair of her own! Security guards stand between all of the combustible elements, trying to maintain order. __________ PCW Trauma April 28th, 2015 Special Referee Singles Match Gem vs Eira Referee: Sadistic Sadistic staggers around with Gem on his back trying to fight her off, but she's tenacious. The Phenom reaches the ropes...but there's no referee to break the hold! How ironic! In a flash, Eira is back in the ring holding her spiked knee brace and she charges! She aims for Sadistic's head, but he ducks down and Eira catches Gem across the side of the head with a glancing blow that causes her to release the hold. If it was an accident, Eira doesn't seem remorseful. Instead, she waits for Sadistic to turn around and then lays him out with a sickening blow to the forehead! Jerry Andrews: Sadistic is down! Gem is up...and Gem is down, too! Eira clobbers her with the knee brace and she's dropped right beside Sadistic. The crowd isn't sure how to react but Eira's made it abundantly clear that there will be no allies at Living a Legacy. __________ PCW Trauma May 12th, 2015 Foley, frustrated by the situation, turns towards the entrance way and signals. After a brief delay, members of Pure Class Security make their way out from the back and down to the ring. The crowd is still booing. Ace Anderson: Is this really necessary? Sadistic takes this opportunity as his rivals are briefly distracted. Gem turns to look towards the guards who are entering the ring, and she's leveled in the back of the head with the PCW World Championship. Eira reacts quickly and she tackles Sadistic down to the mat. The two struggle on the canvas as members of the security team attempt to break them up. The crowd is on fire now. Jerry Andrews: Here we go! As Eira and Sadistic brawl, Gem slowly gets to her feet. Guards pull Eira off of Sadistic, but as he tries to stand up, he's kicked right in the back of the head by Gem! Security turns their attention to Gem now, allowing Eira to break free. She charges towards Gem and Sadistic, but is eventually restrained by security. After several attempts to free themselves, the numbers eventually get the best of them and all three competitors are forcefully dragged from the ring as Trauma heads to its first commercial break. ... Outside the ring, Joka hits Sadistic with a right hand that sends him over the guardrail and into the crowd. He struggles to stand up, but he's attacked by Gem! Jerry Andrews: Gem returning the favor now! Gem unloads on Sadistic and she throws him back over the guardrail to ringside. She tries to grab him from behind, but Sadistic kicks free and makes his way around the ring towards the entrance ramp. Ace Anderson: The World Champion is high-tailing it out of here! __________ PCW Living a Legacy VII May 24th, 2015 The hooded Stormm slides out of the ring and leaps back over the guardrail, disappearing into the crowd! Meanwhile, Lantas and Nacho have successfully removed Grimm from ringside. Sadistic grabs the doubled over Gem and he hits her with a Sadistic DDT! He covers her. Ed Lane sees what’s happening and he slides back into the ring. Jerry Andrews: No! Not like this! 1..... 2....... Ace Anderson: GEM KICKED OUT!!! A fraction of a second before the referee counted to three, Gem got her shoulder up. Sadistic pulls her up. She breaks free, spins Sadistic around and sets him up for What Dreams May Come! Jerry Andrews: This is it! Sadistic counters, breaks free, and hits the Sadistic DDT once more! He very quickly covers: 1..... 2..... 3!!! Ace Anderson: Dammit! “The winner of this match, and still PCW World Champion: SADISTIC!” Billy Sadistic stands up. He stumbles and catches himself on the ropes as he’s handed his championship. Jerry Andrews: I didn’t like it, but this man is still our world champion! Ace Anderson: Yeah, thanks to Stormm apparently! __________ PCW Trauma July 7th, 2015 Eira powers out. Just a split second too late! Russo calls for the bell! … Jerry Andrews: She got her! Gem got her! Gem will face Billy Sadistic for the World Championship! The fans erupt into irrational cheers as Gem collapses to the mat as “Little Tyrants” by Anberlin starts back up. Ace Anderson: What a match, Jerry. That's definitely a match of the year candidate! The bell rings as Eric Russo raises Gem's hand in victory. Jerry Andrews: Neither of these competitors have anything to be ashamed of. A fine showing, and a fine match. Gem has her hand raised into the air as Eira rises to her feet. Winner: Gem via Pinfall @ 24:59 The fans are cheering in the aisles as Eira stands defiantly looking down upon Gem. Gem bravely stands, her theme music playing in the background, and Eira bluntly faces her. Gem stands tall, the two valiant warriors standing eye to eye. Jerry Andrews: What's going to happen here? Eira looks like she's about to offer her hand to Gem, but... Before any such sportsmanship can happen, the Black Hand is on the scene! The uncertain cheers turn to violent jeers as the Black Hand envelope Eira and drag her to the outside! The boos are thunderous! But Billy Sadistic, World Champion, waits patiently on the ramp, the belt fastened tightly around his waist. His eye is a bit swollen, but his twisted grin is unmistakable. Recognizing the challenge, Gem heads to the outside to confront the champion! Ace Anderson: Notice how Sadistic went nowhere near Eira! The other members of the Hand went after her, leaving Sadistic to take on the youngster! Sadistic, well-rested, meets Gem with some tough right hands. Gem is rocked in the aisle...at first! Firing back, the laces into the champion with merciless chops and kicks! The fans roar! Sadistic is on his heels, and he dives into the crowd for sanctuary, Gem on his tail! A beaten Eira fights back against Grimm and Showtime at ringside as Gem gives chase to her upcoming opponent! PCW Trauma July 21st, 2015 "This entire company is under Black Hand rule. We are unstoppable. No matter who is put in front of us, the (un)Stable or Eira or NCM or little fleas like Gem...." Sadistic seems disgusted to even say her name. "For those like Gem who feel that they can stand in our way - who think they can stand in MY way - they will get slapped around and embarrassed just like that little waste of space will get slapped around at Return to Glory. She doesn't deserve to..." In an instant, and in true assassin form, Gem has appeared from the darkness and is waiting patiently on the other side of the stage. Her normal innocent look is nowhere to be found. She's a cold, hard killing machine and her eyes are locked directly on her target: Billy Sadistic. Sadistic doesn't take kindly to Gem crashing his party. He hurls a few insults at her. "She's lucky to even be in the same ring as me. She needs to go back to the Underground where she belongs. She wouldn't have gotten anywhere in PCW if it weren't for her second-rate, washed up, sham of a PCW 'Legend' father, Lantlas Anduril...a 'Legend' who hasn't had enough guts to show his face in public since his daughter embarrassed him at Living a Legacy." Gem continues to issue him a cold stare, almost goading him to attack her. Sadistic finally has enough and he demands that security remove her from HIS stage, but when they refuse to go near her, he decides that he'll remove her himself. As he slowly starts in her direction, the fans begin to cheer wildly. For directly behind Billy Sadistic has appeared the Elven Warrior himself. The fans are whipped into a frenzy. Sensing that something is amiss, Sadistic slowly turns and nearly falls on his ass when he looks up into Lantlas' eyes. Scrambling to gather his World Title and Icey Award, Sadistic and The Black Hand retreat into the audience as father and daughter own the stage. The fans are loving every minute of it as the show comes to a close. PCW Return to Glory August 9th, 2015 Perched as though she’s going to begin brutalizing him with punches, she instead he rolls across the man’s chest and locks in another headlock! Sadistic tries to shake her off, but it doesn’t work THIS time. Through sheer will, Gem manages to drag the larger Sadistic to his feet, keeping a tight grip on his hair and jerking him into a backbreaker as she drops to one knee! Taking advantage of his disorientation, Gem goes to pick him up with a basic armbar and succeeds; transitioning from submission hold to hold, though it’s clear she’s having difficulty with the larger competitor as he struggles mightily against her forcible handling of his person! Ace Anderson: Damn, Gem is REALLY going for it! Jerry Andrews: It’s for the World Championship! Did you expect anything less? The cobwebs clearing, Sadistic begins to struggle in earnest, Gem’s unstable footing forcing her to release him rather than fall. She surges forward, arms outstretched, grabbing one of his arms and using it to whip him into the turnbuckle! Following him in, she unleashes a vicious barrage of elbows, kicks, and assorted strikes - Gem is unloading everything she has in her arsenal at the cornered Billy Sadistic! Appearing helpless to do anything under the attack but try to block as much of the incoming damage as possible, Sadistic takes hit after hit. Suddenly, Gem staggers back as the Phenom explodes from the corner, his hand snapping out towards her throat! Ace Anderson: The Hangtown Death Grip! I haven’t seen this in years! Jerry Andrews: Gem’s in trouble! Gem backpedals, desperately trying to get away from the move, Sadistic keeping the pressure on with gloating taunts “ARE YOU GONNA TAP OUT, LITTLE GIRL!? HUH!? ARE YOU READY TO TAP OUT!?” Gem’s body begins to tremble and lock, the nerve hold stabbing cruel lances of pain through her skull and down her body - but she manages to gather her last surge of strength to fire an absolutely BRUTAL punch to Sadistic’s temple! Both competitors go down, and - Jerry Andrews: LANTLAS!! LANTLAS ANDRUIL IS IN THE BUILDING! Ace Anderson: Ohhhh damn, son. Sure enough, the Elven Warrior himself makes an appearance! Striding down the ramp he effortlessly leaps up to the apron, Gem beginning to stir and he’s cheering her on! Eira is immediately on Lantlas, asking him to get off the apron, both Gem and Eira completely distracted. Sadistic manages to climb to his feet, the shrieks of the crowd unheard over the massive din of Lantlas’ surprise appearance! Lantlas jumps into the ring to defend his daughter, but Eira is again in his way! Hands outstretched in a clear “back off" stance, Eira’s yells are clear even to those who can’t hear her - she wants Lantlas out of the ring! Ignoring her, Lantlas takes an almighty swing towards Sadistic - the man who has harassed his daughter and sullied his beloved home arena of PCW - Jerry Andrews: Oh my GOD! Ace Anderson: Oh sweet Christ this is so bad. - and Sadistic ducks, Lantlas’ huge fist crashing into Eira! The arena goes perfectly, deathly silent as everyone absorbs the events of the last few seconds in absolute SHOCK. Sadistic and Gem take a run at one another, colliding in the center of the ring and collapsing in a crumpled mass of limbs - the Elven Warrior, Lantlas, the only one left standing in the ring. Eira gets to her feet, a heavy reddish purple mark on her cheek showing the promise of the incoming bruise. She glares up at the equally shocked Lantlas, then looks at both fallen competitors... her gaze shifting back to Lantlas and a dark smirk curving her lips as she slips out of the ring! Ace Anderson: What is she doing? Jerry Andrews: She’s refusing to call the match! They'll have to rule it a no contest! |
Jerry Andrews: This is it, folks. THE match of the night!
Ace Anderson: Is Sadistic even going to show up?
Jerry Andrews: Why wouldn’t he?
Ace Anderson: You saw that match.
Jerry Andrews: Well yeah it was rough, but -
Ace Anderson: Rough? Eira IMPALED HIM.
Jerry Andrews: He was well enough to go charging after her and make her intimately acquainted with the cathedral wall and floor. I think he’s fine.
Ace Anderson: We’ll see. So, what do you think of Gem’s chances?
Jerry Andrews: If sheer balls alone could guarantee a win, she’d have been World Champion ages ago. As it stands, she’ll have a fight ahead of her - but if anyone can do it, I think she can.
Ace Anderson: Especially since he’s already injured. Kind of a pattern here.
Jerry Andrews: Don’t hate her ‘cause you ain’t her.
Ace Anderson: I can hurt you.
Jerry Andrews: I think it’s about time for the match - here she comes!
Almost soon enough to rescue Jerry, the hard edge of Anberlin's "Little Tyrants"opening chords sound throughout the arena as Gem appears at the top of the ramp with Grant at her side. As the full power soars out over the PCW Faithful, she makes her way down the ramp. Gem awkwardly but enthusiastically moves glides along, acknowledging her fans, touching her hands along their outstretched reach, occasionally offering a smile or nod of appreciation as Grant follows. Aggressive, edge vocals with a counterpoint of intense, percussive guiar support joins the music as Gem approaches the ring, her gaze tightening on her goal. Her trademark focus comes to the fore as she ascends the steps and wipes her feet on the apron, stepping between the ropes and stretching out as she waits for the match to begin, Grant taking up a position ringside.
Ace Anderson: A cage match. That’s gonna be perfect for Gem.
Jerry Andrews: How do you figure?
Ace Anderson: Well, think about it. She’s no match for Sadistic in terms of pure strength, but she’s brilliant with aerial battling and crazy, spur of the moment maneuvers. It’s like putting a spider monkey in a tree.
Jerry Andrews: With a tiger prowling around, trees aren’t as safe as you might think.
No sooner are those words out of his mouth than the opening ”Paint it Black” by the Rolling Stones twangs over the speakers, the Phenom strolls out from the back; slowly and deliberately. His nasty grin tells you that something bad is about to happen, and only he knows what it is. The fans definitely don't like him, and his mannerisms clearly illustrate that the feeling is mutual. After walking slowly down the aisle, Sadistic carefully rolls into the ring and climbs up onto the second turnbuckle. His arms at his sides and his chin held high only serve to incite the PCW Faithful further.
Ace Anderson: It's finally here folks. You have to assume that, no matter what happens here tonight, this will be the final chapter in this battle between Gem and Sadistic.
Jerry Andrews: In many ways, this has been a battle between good and evil, light and darkness...
Ace Anderson: And tonight, one side will win. One competitor will leave this ring with the PCW World Championship. It does not get any bigger than this.
Lane enters the ring and signals to the techs, the lights in the arena dimming down as spotlights fire up and angle into the ring, a massive steel cage lowering from the ceiling to lock the combatants inside!
Jerry Andrews: Here comes the cage. These two will be locked inside where no one can get in and no one can get out. It's going to be Gem versus Sadistic one more time, one-on-one, with the title on the line. Oh man.
Ace Anderson: Jerry, Sadistic looks... unhealthy.
Jerry Andrews: I expected him to look a bit better myself.
Sure enough, Sadistic’s leathery skin held a sickly pallor, as if the slower movements and heavy bandaging across his chest weren’t indicator enough that something might be amiss. Gem, however, looks fine. Hale, healthy - and hellbent on putting the hurt on Sadistic. The cage fully lowered now, Lane steps forward to give his instructions to the two. Sadistic appears to half-listen, his eyes wandering the crowd, while Gem affords Lane her full attention. Satisfied, Lane nods and retreats to a corner, signaling for the bell - and the match is on!
Steel Cage Match Match for the PCW World Championship
Sadistic (World ©) vs Gem
Referee: Ed Lane
Sadistic (World ©) vs Gem
Referee: Ed Lane
The crowd roars at the opening bell.
Jerry Andrews: For months, Sadistic has taunted Gem. He's attacked her, he's injured her and yet she keeps getting back up. Will Gem have enough to take out Sadistic here tonight?
Ace Anderson: Or will he, like he did against Eira, find something deep down inside himself that propels him to victory once again?
Jerry Andrews: Remember folks, this cage has a roof. There will be no running from your opponent to claim victory. If you want to win this match, you'll need to do so by pinfall or submission.
Gem is on the immediate offensive with a darting rush towards Sadistic, but the Phenom meets her with a feint - and a RED RIGHT HAND! A vicious strike to the face throws Gem back and to the mat, Sadistic moving to drag Gem to her feet - but he’s met with a vicious knee lift! The impact staggers the Champ, Gem following up with an elbow shot to the temple and sending him stumbling back towards the ropes. A hand comes up to his chest, already winded and attempting to catch his breath, Gem backing away herself to take a running start into a mean dropkick! Sadistic dodges, but not quick enough - Gem partially connects and sends Billy crashing through the ropes into the steel cage!
Ace Anderson: Ouch.
Jerry Andrews: Well, if you think about everything he’s done, this is just payback.
The fans seem to echo Jerry’s sentiment as they cheer wildly for Gem, the Dark Horse from the Underground who battled both the odds and her detractors time and time again for the right to be facing off with Sadistic in this match. Gem kips up and dances back to get some space as Sadistic pulls himself through the ropes, rising to his full height with an expression of beleaguered annoyance. Seeing him step through, Gem again rushes forward, Sadistic catching her with a big boot to the chest! Gem lurches back, coughing and sputtering, Sadistic coming forward to grab her by the hair and throw her against the chain-link mesh of the cage! Not satisfied with that, he grabs her head in both hands and winds up to smash her into the heavy steel bars of the structure when she fires off with a sharp, vicious jab directly into his chest! Sadistic drops her and lurches back, falling to his hands and knees, chest heaving as he struggles to regain control, Gem still shaking off the effects of the big boot to the chest.
Jerry Andrews: Oh that was brilliant!
Ace Anderson: She’s going to KILL him if she keeps doing that. Why is he OUT here?!
Jerry Andrews: Like he’d really stop and give her a breather? Remember what he did to Eira in that Cathedral Match? 23 staples in her skull.
Lane approaches the still-down Sadistic to ask if he wants to end it, Sadistic barking a short negative in reply. Gem scrambles to her feet, using her trademark swiftness to catch Sadistic with a hard kick to the side of the head before he can stand, positioning herself in an attempt to lock him into What Dreams May Come! Sadistic manages to struggle out of the move and shoves Gem away, but she rushes forward and scales the ropes to launch herself directly at Sadistic in a flying spear - that he sidesteps, bringing up a leg just in time to lay a solid, brawler’s kick into her midsection! Sadistic doesn’t waste time trying to conserve his strength - the man forges forward to his downed opponent, pulling her up by her hair and hitting a quick snap suplex! Gem hits the mat hard, but so does the Phenom, the match taking a heavy, heavy toll on his uncharacteristically vulnerable constitution.
Ace Anderson: This is such a weird match.
Jerry Andrews: How so?
Ace Anderson: I just - I’ve never seen Billy Sadistic this down and out. I’d say Gem’s got this made.
Jerry Andrews: Unless the rest of the Black Hand decides to interfere.
Ace Anderson: If they do, they'll be fired!
Jerry Andrews: If anyone can find a way around that ruling - and this cage - it's the Black Hand.
The competitors, two of Pure Class Wrestling’s top superstars, gain their feet at about the same time - and simultaneously unload in an all out slugfest! It’s Gem’s agility and precision up against Sadistic’s power and reach, with the smaller competitor gradually wearing down the Phenom! The crowd’s cheers are enormous as she badgers down the large man, opening up with savage chops to his injured chest!
Jerry Andrews: Chops!
Ace Anderson: Don’t say it.
Jerry Andrews: Chops are bein’ SERVED! I wonder if she’s gonna mash his potatoes, too?
Ace Anderson: I need a vacation.
Sadistic roars in pain as Gem focuses her attacks on his chest, backing away even as she pursues. Making a sudden break from the melee, Gem dashes away from Sadistic only to hop a turnbuckle, launching herself at the quickly approaching Billy in a missile dropkick! The move connects, Sadistic going down like the Hindenburg in the middle of the ring. The PCW Faithful scream for Gem to make the pin, but she takes one look at her unresponsive opponent and turns away - only to start scaling the side of the cage! As easy as if it were a flight of stairs, Gem nimbly ascends the side of the cage, and pauses to check on Sadistic’s still unmoving form.
Ace Anderson: What the hell is she doing?
Jerry Andrews: I told you. Spider monkey.
The crowd begins to cheer with delirious glee as Gem does the unthinkable and begins making her way over to Sadistic - but on the roof of the cage! Hanging upside down like the antagonist in a horror film, she spider-climbs her way across the underside of the cage’s roof, tilting her head back to line herself up with Sadistic’s position. Muscles flexing as she pulls herself close to the chain link, she takes a deep breath and lets go, turning in midair for an unbelievable 720 SPLASH!!
Jerry Andrews: THIS IS IT! SHE’S GOT HIM!
Ace Anderson: Call the coroner, this is going to KILL him.
Right on target she plummets towards the mat - with Sadistic moving at the last possible second!! The crowd is on their FEET with cheers and screams as Gem absolutely CRATERS into the ring, completely senseless as she hits mat instead of an opponent! On hands and knees, Sadistic drags himself over to Gem, draping an arm over her back as she lays there, lost in dreamland. Lane moves in for the count, the crowd’s noises nearly lifting the roof.
...1!
...2!
...
Jerry Andrews: GEM KICKS OUT!
Sadistic slowly gets to his feet. He looks at Gem, who may have used everything she had left to kick out of that cover. He sneers at her. He then pulls her limp body up from the mat.
Ace Anderson: Sadistic DDT!
Jerry Andrews: My GOD what a DDT! That has to be it!
...1!
...2!
...
...3!
Winner: Billy Sadistic (World ©) via Pinfall at 20:12
Sadistic rises to his feet with agonizing slowness, an arm wrapped around his chest as he stares down at his fallen opponent, Lane draping the World Championship belt over the Phenom’s shoulder and raising his free arm in victory!
Jerry Andrews: I can't believe it. I can't believe it. Sadistic defeated Eira and Gem on back-to-back shows and somehow he is still the PCW World Champion.
Ace Anderson: Like him or hate him - and there are plenty of reasons to hate him - he's proven that he's a tough champion to dethrone.
Sadistic raises the title in the air slowly, painfully, as the crowd boos.
And then darkness.
Then BOOM there's a flash of light in the ring and a puff of smoke. When the lights turn on and the smoke clears... Nathan Saniti is inside the cage!
Jerry Andrews: WHAT!?
The crowd explodes!
Ace Anderson: Nathan Saniti has wanted to get his hands on Sadistic for MONTHS!
Not only is Saniti in the cage, but Sadistic has been laid out somehow. Saniti slowly walks over and he picks the PCW World Championship up off of the mat. He holds it in his right hand and looks up at the ramp. Frank Foley is standing there. Foley smiles, turns and leaves. Saniti raises the title above his head as the crowd goes nuts.
Jerry Andrews: Is Saniti the new number one contender!?
Ace Anderson: I think he is!
Jerry Andrews: Oh my God... folks... my God... wait... we're running out of time.....
Suddenly the Black Hand comes rushing down to the ring! They aren't alone though as they're followed by the (Un)Stable! Both groups hit the ringside area and...
- CLICK -
Overview
Hiroshi Yukio d. Braddock
Bubba Reece d. Lunatic
Judge & Jury d. Crazy Power
Tha UnHoly Alliance d. The Sea Men
Psychedelica & Justin Kaard d. Grimm; Justin Michaels; Michael Wryght
Non Compos Mentis d. Eira
Sadistic d. Gem
Hiroshi Yukio d. Braddock
Bubba Reece d. Lunatic
Judge & Jury d. Crazy Power
Tha UnHoly Alliance d. The Sea Men
Psychedelica & Justin Kaard d. Grimm; Justin Michaels; Michael Wryght
Non Compos Mentis d. Eira
Sadistic d. Gem
