Insanity (11) Results

[Ryan Pugh]

Pyro goes off all over Disneyland as the PCW ring is set up right in the middle of the park. All the old characters that everyone grew up with are all through the giant crowd, surrounding the ring and are all over the announce area with Chris and Tony.


Chris Styles: Welcome everyone to Disneyland and we are live on Fox for this very special Insanity

Fat Tony: We have been joined here by Donald and Captain Hook, who will not leave us the hell alone, and we have such a show for you tonight.

Chris Styles: Al Envy defends his Southern Title against the challenge of Tommy Kain in our main event

Fat Tony: And that should be one hell of a match ladies and gentleman

Chris Styles: Plus we will see for the first time the teaming of Alexander Koresh and Redrum as they take on the team of Dougie and Brian Pugh.

Fat Tony: And lord help us all when those four get into the ring together.

Chris Styles: And what is PCW going to do about their little team at World War X next week because they don't have the cRu to save their ass anymore

Fat Tony: Well it looks like we are about to find out because here comes your boss

Chris Styles: She ain't my boss fat boy

Fat Tony: You may want to look again Chris

Sarah Pugh comes walking down the ramp with Goofy and Snow White on each side. Sarah makes her way into the ring with a mic in her hand.

Sarah: Well it is great to be here in Disneyland and this is indeed the happiest place on earth and we have a huge show for you tonight. With that being said I don't want to take up too much of your time so I will say what I have to say and get on with the show. Last week my husband dropped the bombshell on us that there was going to be a third team at World War X and therefore Johnny Stylez and Inkt will not be apart of Team PCW. So allow me to announce to you the two men that will take their place and make PCW a better team in my opinion, Alexander Koresh and Redrum!!!

Chris Styles: Way to go BOSS, you just added two more losers to the losing team, BRAVO!

Fat Tony: Honestly I think that makes Team PCW the team to beat. You not only have Koresh and Redrum who are a tag team but that adds Koresh to Apathy who we know can work together very well. Plus you add Shane Sparx and Tommy Kain to that, I think you have your winners right there Chris!

Chris Styles: Keep dreaming fatty, cRu is going to dominate son, END OF STORY!

Fat Tony: Well that is still to be found out but I see Santino making his way to the ring as Sarah is headed back up the ramp so lets get this thing started......

[Ryan Pugh]

The participants are already in the ring as we begin this opening Three Way Match on Insanity, the referee keeping the competitors distant until the bell is called. Shane Sparx concentrates on Santino Piazza as Jen smiles broadly, looking outside as Carrie as she adjusts her dress. Unfortunately the dress seems to come loose, causing Jen to exit the ring and help her lover ... albeit taking a gander at her cleavage first.

Chris Styles: Hey! Don’t spoil the moment! I want to see those titties!

Fat Tony: You can see tits later, Chris ... if that’s even possible.

Chris Styles: Oh yeah it will be! I’ve got a free pass to the Rainbow Club after this!

Fat Tony: Er, Chris, that’s a ... never mind.

The bell resounds with Sparx immediately going for Piazza, the two trading shots as Jen continues to ogle and aid her friend with her garments. Sparx gets the upper hand and whips Piazza to the corner, rushing forward and nailing him with a clothesline. After this strike, Shane ascends the turnbuckle pads in front of Santino and starts clubbing him, but Piazza manages to block a punch and grabs Sparx’s body, tossing him over the top rope to the floor below, whereby Sparx meets the steel steps face first!

Chris Styles: There goes money on dental work!

Fat Tony: And cosmetic surgery...

Piazza resides near the corner until he turns around and mounts the pads himself, balancing on them and looking down at Sparx with an amused expression. Unbeknownst to him, Jen has finished helping her eccentric compatriot and has entered the ring, running up behind Piazza and striking him with a high dropkick. Piazza teeters on the top rope until he regains his balance, but Jen uses the nearby ropes to springboard up towards Piazza and flip him off the top rope with a Hurricanrana!

Fat Tony: He damn near landed on his head!

Chris Styles: And I like her to give me head!

Fat Tony: What did you just say?

Chris Styles: Er ... I said I bet she’s good in bed!

Jen takes some steps back as Sparx tries to recuperate on the outside, Ryette running forward and executing her TASTE OF AMBROSIA on Santino! Jen then goes for the cover as Sparx gets to the apron...

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!!

Sparx was too late to break up the pin-fall!

Taylor Davis: Here is your winner, JEN RYETTE!

Fat Tony: What a quick match that was!

Chris Styles: And Jen gets another victory in PCW! Shane Sparx doesn’t look too happy though...

Jen dances her way out of the ring after her arm was raised in victory, Sparx seething as he looks at her and then at Piazza. Carrie joins Jen on the ramp with a cheerful embrace, the two linking arms and skipping towards the entrance like this contest had been a walk in the park. Sparx, unable to control his anger, then starts to stomp away at Piazza, all to head to the top rope and crash down on Santino with the WHEN SPARX FLY!

Fat Tony: I think that illustrates just how pissed off Sparx is about losing this match!

Chris Styles: He should have saved that anger for World War X! He’s going to need it when he faces my boys, the cRu!

Fat Tony: I’m sure he’ll be capable of doing damage with his PCW team-mates.

Chris Styles: That’s what they’re all saying, but I have seen the future!

Fat Tony: If you’ve seen the future, do you know what happens when you go to this Rainbow Club later tonight?

Chris Styles: Hell no, but it’s going to be great finding out!

[Ryan Pugh]

Scene cuts backstage inside the locker room of the one and only PCW World Heavyweight Champion Apathy. She paces back and fourth looking gorgeous as usual. The PCW World Heavyweight Championship is slung over her shoulder as she seems to check her phone for what seems like the millionth time. Suddenly there is a knock on the door...

ý She almost jumps as if it caught her off guard. She turns the knob and then finds herself glaring at the former PCW World Heavyweight Champion, The Paragona of Americana LA Johnny Stylez. He is wearing his ring gear and a black and white cRu t-shirt. He doesn't look very happy as he takes one look at the belt on Apathy's shoulder as he stands out in the middle of the hall and says....
ý LA Johnny Stylez: Well aren't you going to invite me in?

Apathy: On the promise that there's no physical violence.

She narrowed her eyes and took a deep breath. She was taking a huge risk meeting him alone. But this had to be done. She knew what the belt on her shoulder meant to him and she also knew he would be gunning for it, and her.

Apathy: Come in, before anyone else sees.

She turned on her heels and led the way inside.

Johnny's arrogant smirk finally made it's way across his face as he realized that Apathy had put him in a situation where he was really in control of...If she didn't want anyone to see him out here that meant no one knew he was here...He could do anything he wanted to her and get away with it
...And that brought a smiler to the face of The Paragona of Americana as he complied with Apathy's request. Johnny then decided to play it cool as he took his joint from behind his ear and popped it in his mouth...

ý LA Johnny Stylez: You mind if I smoke in here?

She rolled her eyes and waved her hand dismissively.

Apathy: Go ahead, it's cool
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LA Johnny Stylez: So you wanted to see me Miss Elizabeth? I have to admit one of the only reasons I decided to show up was because I for the life of me can't seem to figure out why?


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She tried to relax, rolling her shoulders as she foolishly kept her back to him, not wanting to look him in the face. To use the word uncomfortable would be an understatement.



Apathy: Yeah, I called you here, I guess I might as well just cut to the chase.

She slowly turned around with a hurt and shame in her eyes as she drew them up to meet his.

Apathy: Since I came back, I've been at your throat, because I set my mind on waging a war to pay you back for all the hell you put me through. For what you did to me. I won. I have this. YOUR belt. Yet somehow, I feel hollow and unfulfilled. Johnny, there is something you should know....

Johnny looks at her and then looks around as if what she said or is starting to say is beginning to make him uncomfortable as well. He exhales the smoke through his nostrils as he shakes his head and replies

LA Johnny Stylez: Well before you say whatever it is you have to say to me, let me ask you something dear. Let me ask you if it has ever occured to you that maybe you have no reason to be at my throat? Yeah as we have already established numerous times I lied to you, I manipulated you...

...But was what I did really that bad? It's just me and you here...Admit it, apart of you liked who you were when you were with me. And that's what happened the week you STOLE that belt from me...And make no mistake about it princess that is all you did! ý But again the reason we spent last week together lying in each other's arms its because you couldnt fight it anymore... You know the truth! You know that you are better than those two peasents you run around withSo...ok go ahead say what youbrought me here to say
ý Strangely, she cracked a smile and even laughed a little, petting the belt on her shoulder, proudly. Then the unexpected happened when she pulled it down and held it in her hands, nodding her head.

WON off of YOU. Make no mistake about THAT. I didn't cheat. I didn't trick. I came back off a stretcher and a SEZIURE to win that which I now hold. And you are right, I can't fight it anymore and that's exactly why I was lying in your arms, with no strings attached. Why I made myself vulernable. Johnny....Juliette loved you.....and......so do I.

She finally looked up and stared straight into his eyes, a stolen look on her face.
Apathy: You're....right. You created Juliette. You saw in me a force to be reckoned with. You saw a champion in me that I no longer saw myself. You took the broken down, splintered, tired woman that I was and breathed a new life into her. You made me a champion. Yes, your reasoning was twisted, but at the same time if anyone understands twisted arts, it's me and I do. I'm not angry anymore Johnny. Because it was my accepting Juliette, embracing the woman that you created, and finally getting back to myself, that's the reason I stand here with MY belt that I
Apathy began to walk towards Johnny as Johnny went from seeming uncomfortable to being completely uncomfortable, until finally Johnny's back hits the door and he is now glaring at Apathy who is no smiling.
ý LA Johnny Stylez: You uh....You...I'm sorry what did you just say to me?
She shook her head and brushed her fingers down his face slowly.

Apathy: The part about you being right? Or the part where I told you that I loved you? I know that both may come to you as a shock, but it's only truth I'm speaking.

ý Johnny then stands up and flicks his joint away. He then swiftly and passionately grabs Apathy by her arms and backside and pulls her close to him. He then presses his lips against her and gently massages her tongue with his. He kisses her like he means it. He kisses her like he loved her back. Yet he doesn't say it...As a matter of fact as soon as it's over he looks at her with a sweet gentle and comforting face, that is suddenly replaced by his arrogant smirk as he says..

LA Johnny Stylez: You shouldn't have told me that!
ý He then opens the door winks at her and then slams it behind him leaving Apathy holding the PCW World heavyweight Championship title
pathy stands there, her head hung as she sits down on a nearby chair, running her fingers through her hair and starts to cry, staring at the belt now lying at her feet.

[Ryan Pugh]

[The scene opens up to the backstage area, where a young woman dressed in bright colors is just stepping out of a room. She holds a manila folder labeled 'Subject 700', and a small camera in her hands. Stepping away from an unlabeled room, she glances to the side as someone else steps out, their identity covered by disguise as they scramble away, and Jen turns and begins walking the other way as she pulls out a cellphone with little colorful lizards printed all over it.]

Jen Ryette: Well hi there. Yup, and ya got the documents I sent ya? ....well of course, silly. I know what I'm doin'. I been studying her for quite a while now. Consequences?

[Jen pauses as the person on the other long obviously goes into a long winded speech, and she taps her foot impatiently until finally getting a chance to speak, as she moves forward once more and turns a corner.]

Jen Ryette: Well I know that, duh! But you gotta realize who I am. I ain't afraid of anyone... or anything... threats are frivolous ta me, and anybody who wants ta go about throwin' them around can kiss my cute, round lil bum, 'kay?

[Stopping at a door labeled with her name, Jen stands outside of it as the one she's called speaks once more. Raising her eyebrows in a skeptical way, Ryette simply studies her nails absently as she half listens, before smirking and responding.]

Jen Ryette: Well you let me worry about all that.... and watch yourself. I don't work with cowards, ya dig? So shut up, look through those files, and make yourself useful you incompetent wuss...

[Hanging up with a look of irritation, Jen puts her phone back into her bag and grabs the handle of her dressing room. The door doesn't budge, and she frowns and knocks on the door to the tune of to a Kesha song. As footsteps approach, she glances around with a slight scowl as her phone goes off again.]

Jen Ryette: This is why I loathe humans... irritating creatures...

Carrie Haute: Jenny!

[Turning back to the doorway, we can see Carrie Haute, Jen's 'lover' standing in the doorway in barely anything. Ryette examines the blond in front of her, the frown having boomeranged off her face to be replaced with a devious grin.]

Jen Ryette: Hiya Carrie... what's up?

Carrie Haute: Just waiting for ya... you ain't tired out from your match, neh?

Jen Ryette: Hmm... I think I can spare some energy...

[Carrie grins as she grabs the bottom of Jen's shirt and lifts it up, Ryette's laced pink bra being exposed as she moves forward with the other woman, both of them disappearing into the room as the scene fades...]

[Ryan Pugh]

The arena goes black. No lights anywhere.

Chris Styles: Oh what’s going on?

Fat Tony: Has Sarah not paid the electric bill?

Suddenly the lights return and stood in the centre of the ring is Jake Youngblood.

Chris Styles: Where did he come from?

Fat Tony: Must have been under the ring or something?

Chris Styles: He better get himself a better entrance than that if he want's to make an impact in this promotion.

Before Taylor can carry on with next competitor Dan Devine comes running down the ramp way and slides into the ring.

Chris Styles: Seems as if he can’t wait for his entrance either.

Fat Tony: What Daniel?

Chris Styles: Oh? What?

Fat Tony: It doesn’t matter what his name is he still sucks.

Chris Styles: Give him a chance.

The bell rings as both men walk around the ring eyeing each other.

Dan and Jake circle one another in the centre of the ring. Dan uses his vastly superior height and weight to gain a quick advantage with a wrenching side headlock. Dan backs Jake into a corner causing the referee to step in to call for a clean break. Dan with a smile on his face raises his arms and breaks the hold.

SLAP

Chris Styles: Oh! What was that all about?

Jake outraged by the surprising slap lunges at Dan to try to connect with a right hand. Dan quickly side steps the attempted wild swing and connects with another slap.

Fat Tony: What is this? A slap fest?

Jake begins chasing Dan around the ring to try to catch him. Dan bounces off of the ropes to avoid any further contact. Jake in a surprising burst of speed ducks underneath as Dan jumps over him. After both men hit the opposite ropes Dan goes airborne with a giant leap connecting with a Running Somersault Clothesline! The fans watching the match are surprised by Dan's uncanny agility.

Fat Tony: Wow man, just wow!!!!

Dan slams a knee into Jake's stomach, taking him down with a vicious jumping DDT. Dan immediately runs to the turnbuckles, running up them and then spinning around, leaping off with a leg drop onto Jake. The ref drops to the mat and begins his count: 1..2..but Jake kicks out as the ref’s hand is a millimetre from the mat.

Fat Tony: Close!!!

Dan gets to his feet first, nailing Jake with a gut wrench power bomb followed up by several elbow drops and a cover. Jake kicks out after 1, but looks disoriented. Dan runs to the ropes and looks for a clothesline, but Jake intercepts him in mid-air with a spear, slamming Dan into the turnbuckles with enough force to rock the ring. Jake tries to bull dog Dan out of the corner, but Dan shoves him off, following up with a leg drop.

Chris Styles: Another leg drop from Dan...

Dan lifts Jake to his feet and locks his arms around him, trying to throw him over in a belly-to-belly overhead suplex, but Jake rolls over top of Dan and hit’s a ddt and then pulls him down with a reverse schoolboy pin.

Fat Tony: Big time defence!!!!

The referee, dropping to and counts........1...........2............3!!!!!!!!!

Fat Tony: Good match by both guys but Jake turned on the style.

[Ryan Pugh]

We cut to right behind the crowd where Shasta is standing with LA Kief and Tommy Kain, the tag team champions of PCW.

Shasta: I am here with the tag team champs LA Kief and Tommy Kain, Tommy you have a huge match tonight against Al Envy, are you ready to become Southern Champion?

TK: What do you think hot pants? I am the Sultan of Smooth after all and a second piece of gold around this beautiful body is just going to push it over the edge.

Shasta: Well speaking of going over the edge, a lot of people are saying that Al Envy is on the boarder of being gone over the edge, are you at all worried about that in your match tonight?

TK: The only thing I am worried about tonight in my match is little Albert Envy breaking down and crying after I beat him and take the Southern title away from him the same way I took Pheels away from him and will ultimately take his pride and man card away from him!

Shasta: Kief will you be in your partners corner tonight in the main event?

..................

Shasta: Kief?

Tommy and Shasta both turn to where Kief was standing at the beginning of this interview and he is not there anymore. A quick look around finds Kief a few feet to the left of them and what he is doing is almost unspeakable.

TK: CLASSIC BRO! STRAIGHT CLASSIC!

Shasta: KIEF YOU CANT DO THAT

Kief: OH YEAH BABY! HOW DO YOU LIKE POUND TOWN!!!!

LA Kief has his pants around his ankles and he is giving it to Donald Duck, like hardcore! The guy in the Donald Duck costume is trying to get away but has been trapped under the mass that is LA Kief. Tommy Kain looks on laughing and cheering his partner on while Shasta is a little less happy with the situation and in fact turns and runs away as the cameras quickly go back to Chris and Tony.

Chris Styles: That is the first good thing that fat bastard has ever done

Fat Tony: Oh lord help us, we are going to get kicked off of Fox one way or another it seems. Please go to commercial.

[Ryan Pugh]

Taylor Davis: This match is a standard match to be called down the middle. The first contestant, Ophelia Pain!!!

The lights in the arena start flashing in time with the chords of "Animal I Have Become" by Three Days Grace, and Ophelia walks out onto the stage. She raises the hood on her sweatshirt and begins to walk down the ramp with her hands in her pockets. As she reaches the ring she takes her hands out of her pockets and climbs through the ropes. She unzips the front of her sweatshirt slowly and throws the hood back as she screams as loud as she can throwing her arms up toward the ceiling. She jumps up on each corner turnbuckles, posing for pictures. She hops down and tosses the hoodie over the top rope and begins hopping around doing a little light footwork preparing for her match.

Taylor Davis: And her opponent, Devin Stone!!

"My World" by Brand New Sin begins to play and out comes Devin Stone to the boos of the audience. He breathes in the hatred they have for him and he loves it. He walks down to the ring with his gaze locked on the ring, reaching it and stepping inside where he looks Ophelia up and down.

Fat Tony: Stone looks like he’s out for business.

Chris Styles: He wouldn’t last against any of the cRu.

Devin moves in, grabbing Ophelia by the neck and slamming her up against the turnbuckle. But Ophelia rakes the eyes and slides out and down, under Devin's legs and up behind him. Ophelia quickly locks in a sleeper hold as the crowd begins to cheer. Devin grabs the ropes, and the referee warns Ophelia to release the hold. But before Ophelia can, Devin rams his head backwards, catching Ophelia in the temple with the head butt and sends her reeling. Devin shoots back with a series of elbows, then tosses Ophelia into the ropes. Ophelia ducks the clothesline attempt and returns with a arm bar and works to lock it in. Both wrestlers go down to the mat, and Devin uses his upper body strength to power out of the hold, but Ophelia moves quickly up and around and slaps on a cross face submission hold. Using her legs to hold Devin's arms away from the ropes, the referee leans down to ask Devin if he will submit.

Fat Tony: Good show from Ophelia, she is using her brain to get Devin to tap out.

Devin grimaces and leans into Ophelia's hold, then rolls up and over it to break the hold. Devin climbs to his feet faster than Ophelia, and brings a boot down into Ophelia's skull. Ophelia bounces on the mat, coughing blood as Devin pushes the referee to one side and continues stomping down on his opponent's head. Bringing Ophelia up with one hand, Devin pops Ophelia in the head and locks in a double arm bar. Ophelia screams and twists to break free, but Devin has the submission hold tightly locked and Ophelia finds herself unable to break free. Shaking her head to clear it, Ophelia twists, bringing up the boot and nails Devin over the eye with one stiff kick. Devin lets go of the hold and stumbles backwards as Ophelia screams to the heavens. Moving forward quickly, Ophelia hits a running lariat that forces Devin out of the ring and down to the concrete floor below.

Chris Styles: Why did Al kick her to the curb?

Fat Tony: She’s more than eye candy for perves like you to look at man.

Chris Styles: Sorry did you just say something?

Ophelia flips herself over the top rope in a flying splash, but is caught by Devin on the outside and rammed, back first, into the steel turnbuckle. Ophelia screams in pain and collapses on the ground. Devin grabs a chair from ringside, but the referee is out, warning him, threatening the disqualification. Grumbling, Devin tosses the chair aside and it clatters to the ground. Devin picks up Ophelia and launches her back into the ring under the bottom rope, then slowly climbs in after her. Ophelia holds her shoulder after being rammed into the steel. Devin, seeing the weakness, grabs the injured arm and snaps it into a clothesline that takes Ophelia onto the mat. On her back Ophelia kicks up with hard boots, but Devin struggles to avoid them and drives a knee into Ophelia's injured shoulder.

Chris Styles: Yeah I see what you mean.

Fat Tony: But I didn't say anything?

Devin rolls to one side, but is not fast enough to avoid another wild kick from Ophelia that catches him in the nose and causes him to stumble back into the ropes. Devin is dazed, and Ophelia, her arm still limp and loose, moves in and hooks in a neck bar. Devin screams in pain, but is able to quickly hook the ropes and shoves her off. Ophelia, gasping for breath, can see herself running out of time... unable to take the match to the mat she is slowly but surely losing the battle to Devin.

Devin comes off the ropes and grabs Ophelia into a full nelson hold. Working to bring it into a dragon suplex, Ophelia hooks the leg and moves down, blocking the hold. Undaunted, Devin and Ophelia meet in a reverse hand lock up, but Ophelia is able to slip away and slams Devin with another of her stiff kicks to the side of the head. Ophelia, frantic now, uses heavy chops with her strong arm to work away at the back, shoulders, neck and finally the chest of Devin. Ophelia moves closer and attempts to slap on a double chicken wing hold, leaping onto Devin's back for more leverage. But Devin falls backwards, slamming back onto the mat and crushing Ophelia beneath him. But Ophelia does not let go of the hold, and both wrestlers roll toward the ropes, through them, and crash down onto the floor. Ophelia is up first dragging Devin to his feet, she goes to hit a power bomb but is unable to pick her up due to her injured arm.

Fat Tony: Good thinking from Devin, take out one of Ophelia's arms and that cuts out most of her offence.

Ophelia rolls Devin back into the ring and starts laying in the boots to him. She pulls him up and slaps him straight in the face and spits in the face of Devin, locking it in place she hits a big time DDT. Devin's face just smashes into the mat. Ophelia just looks pissed off from all the damage done to her by Devin she pulls him back to his feet once again and hits another big time DDT, she stands there thinking about pinning an evil grin crosses her face as she drags up Devin once again, Devin reverses it and DDT's Ophelia to the mat. He climbs to the top turnbuckle and signals for a top rope head butt

Fat Tony: Here he goes.

He launches himself but Ophelia has been playing possum. Ophelia moves to the left and Devin slams head first into the mat and is knocked out cold. Ophelia rolls him over and goes for the pin………………………1.………………..2.………………..3!!!!.

[Ryan Pugh]

Fat Tony: "Folks, we're live from Disneyland and this night just keeps getting better and better! Don't forget that coming up in our main event, we have the PCW Southern Title on the line as The cRu's Al Envy defends his belt against none other than---"

Chris Styles: "It doesn't matter who Al defends his title against, Tony! He's going to make quick work out of...."

Chris checks his match sheet.

"Tommy Kain?"

Fat Tony: "Well, say what you will partner, but I for one would LOVE to see The cRu cough up some of it's----"

"Wait a minute! Wait a DAMN minute!!! What the hell is this??"

As Tony is in mid sentence, we see Maroon and White lights flickering at the top of the stage and over the ring as The Aggie War Hymn assrapes the public address system without even as much as buying it dinner first.



Chris Styles: "What in the hell is this all about? I thought football season was over for A&M...."

Fat Tony: "Partner, I'm just as confused as you are, but take a look at this!!!!"

THE 12TH MAN


With A&M's traditional 12th man logo scrolling across the jumbrotron and the War Hymn continuing to play, we finally see BlitZ emerging from behind the curtain: with his two college roomies Carlos and Steve flanking him. All three men are decked out in Aggie gear: BlitZ in his #12 jersey and his friends in maroon hoodies.

BlitZ: (whispering) "That's a GooD look for you guys, just stick close and don't get burned by the pyro."

PCW's newest signee then begins making his descent to the ring carrying a microphone in one hand and his father's trademarked barbed wire-wrapped bat in the other and although his two co-managers do not really pose much of a threat, we see Carlos carrying a folding chair and the nerdy Steve struggling to carry BlitZ's dufflebag. About midway down the ramp, BlitZ stops and has the two men switch loads: drawing a slight laugh from those in attendance.

Fat Tony: "Wait a minute.......I know that kid...........that's PsYcho's kid!!"

Chris: "PsYcho?? That old 'never-was' that Ryan Pugh sent packing last year?"

Fat Tony: "The one and only..."

Finally approaching the ring, BlitZ lays his bat on the apron and climbs inside as his entourage take their positions at the foot of the turnbuckle. Upon picking his father's favorite weapon back up, he puts the mike to his mouth and begins to speak:

BlitZ: "I was on my way to Athens and Sarah Pugh sent me straight here to.......... ORLANDO, FLORIDA!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The crowd illicits a cheap pop.

"Most of you don't know who I am, but I'm going to tell you why I'm here: I came here tonight to chew bubblegum and kick ass, and I'm all out of bubblegum!!!!!!"

The crowd pops once more and Carlos tosses a pack of Bubblicious into the ring: apparently not 'getting' the cliche'.

"Uhhh, thanks Carlos. Anyway, most of you have probably heard that my dad passed a way a few nights ago. Now, the coroner ruled it a suicide and as soon as dad was lowered into the ground, my friends and I loaded up in his old car and drove here...............and I'm not leaving until I get some ANSWERS!!!!!!!!"

Fat Tony: "This sounds like life imitiating art, Chris."

Chris Styles: "What are you talking about?"

Fat Tony: "Do you recall what Ryan Pugh and Johnny Stylez---"

Chris Styles: "Better watch what you're accusing them of, Tony!"

BlitZ: "Ryan PUBE, listen up you fat son of a bitch! I know you and your butt buddy Johnny remember me! Do you remember bashing in my knees and raping my sister???"

Chris Styles: "LIES I tell you!!! LIES!!!! How DARE he slander the GooD names of Ryan Pugh and Johnny Stylez?!?!?!?!"

BlitZ: "I have no doubt that you were responsible for her death as well: they told us her body was so disfigured that they wouldn't even let us view it. If that wasn't enough, I have my doubts that dad killed himself: I KNOW that you two had something to do with it!!!!!!!!! So listen up you piece of pig shit, I'm giving you-----"

We see a frustrated BlitZ chunk his microphone down with, not surprisingly, no feedback. BlitZ clearly mouths the words 'fucking bullshit!' at the camera which obviously wasn't heard by those in attendance. The arena begins to boo in unison at the cowardly move by presumably the technical crew.

Fat Tony: "Folks, this is the first time in recent memory that I have seen someone's microphone cut off during their debut. I smell a rat, I'll tell you what."

Chris Styles: "I'm sure that we're just experiencing technical difficulties......"

Fat Tony: "You believe what you want, but that kid's mike was clearly cut!"

Chris Styles: "Well if that's the case, he deserves it! HOW DARE HE make such allegations against Ryan and Johnny!?!?!?!"

Steve tosses BlitZ another microphone to no avail: it was clearly turned off as well. Frustrated, the linebacker gathers his crew and his arsenal and they begin walking back up the ramp: heading to the backstage area to find answers.

[Ryan Pugh]

The cameras have cut back to a back lot in the back of Disneyland and we can see a collection of the Walt Disney characters that are sitting around, still in costume. This little get together is interrupted as Inkt, Johnny Stylez, Al Envy and Ryan Pugh walk into the frame. Each man has a shovel in hand and they don't look to be in a talking mood.

Pugh: I want the mouse

Mickey: What?

Pugh smirks as he points at the guy in the costume with the shovel and then makes his move. A few of the characters are able to get away but Envy takes down Goofy, Inkt is able to get Peter Pan and Johnny grabs Prince Charming as Pugh makes a line right for Mickey who is not moving.

Mickey: What is going on right now?

At that moment Pugh slams the shovel into Mickey's face and he goes down. Before anything else happens the camera cuts back to Chris and Tony who both have a look of shock on their faces.

Chris Styles: I..........I........

Fat Tony: Just go to commercial Chris, how can this night get any worse?

[Ryan Pugh]

Taylor Davis: And first to the ring, representing the cRu, its Brian Pugh and Dougie!!!!



The lights shut off plunging the arena into darkness, There music starts playing as the lights come back on to show Dougie and Brian Pugh stood at top of the entrance ramp. They are dressed in identical tie dye cRu t-shirts, head bands and leg warmers. Doing some stretches on the ramp way they are surprised when pyros explode behind them. They then walk to the ring.

Fat Tony: These are your boys?

Chris Styles: Yes, they are cRu but there not my boys.

Taylor Davis: And there opponents, they are Suited for a Straight Jacket...........the current PCW Insane Rulez champion and his tag partner, the Sadistic Bastard, Alexander Koresh!!!!

Suddenly the lights go out. Suddenly the screen seems to clear, what looks like the moon appears on it.

Fat Tony: Oh I feel so sorry for your boys.

It’s not the moon at all, they realizes. The shape is round like a full moon, but it seems to be made up of thin ribbons of cloud streaking against a night sky. And there’s a face, we see, a face hidden in shadows, looking down from above. The picture has a grainy look to it as it changes. The scene is of a young girl sitting in a chair in a straight-jacket behind her stood to her left is a Doctor. The nerve-wracking grating as if of some giant metallic insect sounds in the background, but the young girl doesn’t seem to notice. The Doctor stood to the left of the girl suddenly changes position from the left part of the picture, to the right. Almost instantly the Doctor returns to its original position, but in that one moment in its changed location we see a huge man with a shadow covering his face. The young girl turns towards where that figure stood, and smiles.

Chris Styles: They ain’t my boys but they are still cRu so give a little respect.

Fat Tony: There so gonna get fucked over man.

The screen next becomes a twitching, undulating impenetrable sea of the kanji characters used in the Japanese language. The viewers can pick out only two things recognizable in English :

"Redrum" "Nocturnal"

Now the screen is awash in people, crawling, scrabbling, shambling masses, some of them moving in reverse. A sound like moaning accompanies them. The picture switches again. A figure stands upon a shore, its face shrouded. It points accusingly, not towards the screen, but at something unseen off to one side. The insect-like screeching sounds louder.

Chris Styles: This is fucking freaky.

Fat Tony: Yeah.



On the big screen is a close up on inhuman, alien-looking eye. Inside that eye a single word is reflected in reverse: Pain. The eye blinks once, twice. The word remains. It changes and we see a long shot of an outdoor, swimming pool, the man with the shadows for a face is swimming in it and the straight jacket young girl sits by it. Sudden Slipknot's "Wait and Bleed" starts to blare around the arena as the crowds jump from the shock as pyros explode. The whole entrance way bursts into flames. The cameras from around the arena pick out people in the crowd. As they realize there on the screen they hold there signs higher. Strobes cut around the arena as red smoke billows up from underneath the gratings on the ramp way.

Two figures stride through the curtain and look at the fans with a look of disdain in there eyes. Alexander Koresh looks down towards the ring and a sly smile crosses his face. Thick gleaming biceps protrude from his armless leather trench coat, under which we see a "Sadistic Bastard" t-shirt. Legs straight and slightly apart. His eyes, dark, deep with the reflection of the sinners burning within them. Redrum carries the PCW Insane Rulez Championship belt on his left shoulder. He nods at Alexander, then raising his arms outstretched in an age-old gesture of defiance and supremacy as phosphorus flames blast in twin columns either side of them towards the roof. They run down the ramp way.

Fat Tony: The referee's called for the bell.

Chris Styles: I must say, its good to be calling a match where we see the destruction of these two ass clowns.

Fat Tony: Your boys?

Redrum hits a couple of right hands as he pushes Pugh into the ropes and then whips him off. But Pugh reverses the Irish Whip and then as Redrum comes off the ropes, he snaps him over with an Arm Drag. Redrum rolls through to his feet and charges at Pugh, who snaps him over with another Arm Drag, this time he holds on with a Sitting Reverse Arm bar. Redrum pulls himself up to his feet. Pugh keeps the arm wrench locked on. Redrum rolls through, he kips up and then reverses the arm wrench into a Hammerlock and then pushes Pugh off to the ropes again and bounces off the opposite ropes with a High Leg Clothesline. Pugh goes down. Redrum makes the cover but is reversed by Pugh as he grabs his tights and holds Rums face in his sweaty armpit.....................1 ..................2 ...................Redrum kicks out.

Chris Styles: Close call for Pugh, but Rum's not easy.

Redrum and Pugh lock up and Redrum whips Pugh into the ropes and as Pugh runs back Redrum drops down to the mat and Pugh runs over Redrum and as Pugh runs at the other ropes Alexander puts out his knee and he knee's Pugh in the back and Pugh falls down to the mat. Redrum picks Pugh up and he puts him up over his head and then he slams him down to the mat. Redrum stands tall over Pugh and then he picks him up and he knee's him in the stomach and then Redrum bounces Pugh across the mouth but Pugh hits Redrum back and the two exchange punches until Pugh gains the upper hand and Pugh grabs Redrum and he slams him down to the mat with a power slam. Pugh rakes Redrum across the eyes and then he grabs him and connects with a big time ddt. Redrum's tag partner looks shocked and surprised that Pugh hit such a big move as he is a nobody.. Pugh covers Redrum and the referee makes the count.............1.................2...............Kick out.

Chris Styles: Close but no cigar.

Alex runs into the ring and he knocks Pugh off of Redrum and he drags Redrum back over to their corner and Redrum tags in Alexander. Alexander goes over to Pugh and he picks Pugh up and then he kicks him in the stomach and he crushes his head into the mat with a ddt. Alexander runs at the ropes and he comes running back at Pugh and he jumps into the air and he slams his elbow deep into the chest of Pugh. Alexander then stands over the fallen Pugh and he poses to the crowd with his foot upon his chest until Dougie runs into the ring and he smashes his forearm into the back of Alexander and it doesn‘t phase Alex. Pugh gets up and he crawls over to his team and he tags Dougie into the match. Dougie gets in and he runs after Alexander. Dougie he hits him across the chest with a few chops then he goes to his side and he goes for a Russian leg sweep but he slams Alex into the mat face first.

Chris Styles: Dougie's proving to the World why he is in the cRu.

Fat Tony: Mark!!!!

Chris Styles: No, when it’s the cRu, there are no better. We will prove it at World War X.

Fat Tony: What's that supposed to mean?

Dougie picks Alexander up and then he throws him into the corner and he kicks at his mid section until he walks over and he tags in Pugh. Dougie holds Alexander while Pugh punches him in the chest and stomach. Dougie dumps Alex down to the mat and Pugh stomps away at him. Alexander gets up and he hits Pugh with a low blow and then he grabs his head and does a spinning neck breaker. Alexander dives over and he tags Redrum into the match. Redrum runs at Pugh who is trying to get to his feet and is on all fours and Redrum kicks him in the ribs and Pugh levitates into the air as he is kicked and then he crashes back down. Redrum picks Pugh up and he knee's him in the stomach and then he grabs his head and he picks him up in the air and then he slams him down to the mat with a stalling suplex. Redrum picks Pugh up and he whips him into the ropes but Pugh holds onto the ropes and he tags Dougie into the match. Redrum stands there and Dougie runs at Redrum and he hits him with a clothesline that makes Redrum do a spin in the air. Dougie picks Redrum up and he hits him in the chest with a few chops and then he pushes him into the corner. Dougie picks Redrum up and he places him on the top rope. Dougie climbs to the top as well and Dougie grabs Redrum and he puts him over his shoulders and Dougie delivers a top rope death valley driver. Dougie gets up and he walks over and he tags Pugh back into the match. Pugh goes over to Rum and he picks him up but Redrum hits him with a low blow and Redrum tags in Alexander. Alexander picks Pugh up and he gets him in a running shoulder breaker. Alexander then picks Pugh back up and he gets him in a running power bomb. Hitting him in the middle of the ring Alexander goes for the pin...........1............2.........3.

Redrum and Alexander celebrate in the ring as Dougie rolls Pugh out of it.

Jake Youngblood comes through the curtain at the top of the ramp way.

Chris Styles: Eh? But what is he doing out here anyway?

Fat Tony: Don't know.

He charges down the ramp way and takes out Dougie with a clothesline.

Chris Styles: What is he mad? Is he stupid?

Fat Tony: Seems he doesn’t like the cRu either.

Pugh grabs him from behind but with the use of leverage Jake manages to reverse the hold and elbows him in the back of the head. Alexander and Redrum just stands on the outside of the ring as Jake throws Pugh into the ring there are nodding there agreement to him. They cautiously walk past Dougie and up the ramp way.

Fat Tony: What?

Chris Styles: What they doing?

Alexander comes charging back down towards the ring.

Chris Styles: What's this all about? He should leave Jake to be beaten.

Fat Tony: Jake can handle your guys.

Dougie slowly gets to his feet as Alexander charges him and jumps two feet at him, one foot smashes the sternum and the other crushes the solar plexus. He knocks him flying down the ramp way. Redrum comes running with a chair.

Chris Styles: This isn't fair!!

Shaking his head as if not knowing why he's doing it he throws Jake a chair which he uses to level Pugh with and then watches Redrum jump into the ring. Outside Alex is laying in the boot on Dougie, eventually he remembers the reason he is here and charges towards the ring. Pugh has just managed to get to his knees with his head under the ropes, Alexander is stood beside him he spins with the chair in hand, sideways on and connects with the throat of Brian knocking him out of the ring.

Chris Styles: Come on!

Fat Tony: Why don’t you go and help your boys out?

Chris Styles: Oh wait a minute business might pick up even more, Alex's rolling into the ring.

Alex rolls into the ring and stands toe to toe with Jake, eye to eye. Redrum stands beside them. Alexander has a venomous look in his eyes. Redrum jumps between the two of them holding them apart.

He then turns towards the nearest camera pulling out a microphone. He hands it to Alex.

Alexander: Well, well, well. You see us standing in the ring. Me and Rum formed our little partnership because we were so alike. We see the potential in you Jake. We’ve decided to throw you a bone, boy. Do you think you can run with us?

Jake nods.

Alexander: We thought ‘cos the cRu run in packs we’d form one of our own.

A chant of “Hell’s Rejects” starts around the arena.

Redrum smiles.

A chant of “SIX” starts to. They alternate around the arena.

Alexander: Oh both of those hold a place in mine and Rum’s hearts. But this is the future. This is gonna be time for a new era. So Jake, you’ve got to prove yourself in front of us. You will be set challenges. Challenges to see if you’ve got what it take to be apart of us. To be apart of "Requiem". So are you?

Jake turns and holds both Rums and Alex's hands aloft as the lights go out.

[Ryan Pugh]

As we come back from commercial the cameras are centered on a door that says "Sarah Pugh" on it. After just a few moments the door opens and out walks the familer face of Roger Wright.

Chris Styles: What the hell is he doing here? He has nothing to do with PCW!

Fat Tony: Apparently he has some business with Sarah Pugh though

Chris Styles: I dont like this at all, Ryan Pugh needs to know about this right now! Someone call the real boss RIGHT NOW!

Fat Tony: Yeah good luck with that, for the rest of us, it seems like it is time for our main event.......

Cold By Crossfade kicks over the PA system as The crowd immediatley erupts in a course of boos. Out struts The Paragona of Americana as he walks out wearing his trademark arrogant smirk. He is wearing a pair of jeans and his black and white SOAK SOME UP cRu t-shirt. He has his trademark arrogant smirk on his face from ear to ear as he walks down the asile stopping to jaw with a few fans on his way to the ring. As he enters the ring he hops on the ropes like Justin Credible and holds his hand in the air as he is recieved with nothing but boos from one end of the building to the other. He then climbs down and walks over and demands the mic from the Ring Announcer.

LA Johnny Stylez: Good evening ASSHATZ...You know this is no way to treat the greatest star in PCW...I mean where do you phuck mooks get off booing me anyway? I have done nothing but week after week, month after month, year after year, night after phucking night put on the best got damn matches on the card and do nothing but

!!!!!E.N.T.E.R.T.A.I.N.!!!!!
...And Still You Boo Me?...Ohh Wait I KNow Why It's BECAUSE I'M PHUCKING
!!!!!BeTTeRTHANu!!!!!
....Isn't IT?

Well I don't blame any of you! Because if I was as pathetic as you dip shits out in those stands who spent half of your worthless and mediocre pay checks to come here and watch me be BetterTHANu I'd be a little pissed too! But it's ok because at the end of the day I'm still The Paragona of Americana and well you people are nothing more than a faceless group of idiots! The funny thing is next week we will be in an entirely different town and I won't remember a single face that I saw out here tonight, while each and every single one of you will remember mine on this night for the rest of your pathetic and irrelevant lives! So go ahead! BOO ME! Because I don't really give a shit!!!

The people then erupt in a course of boos!!!

Chris Styles: Isn't my cousin awesome?

Fat Tony: Actually he is one of the biggest pricks I've ever met in my life! I can't wait for the day he comes out here and gets injured and can never wrestle again!

Chris Styles: I'm gunna tell him you said that!

Fat Tony: Well Chris this is kind of being recorded so, go right ahead!

Chris Styles: Ohh just you wait bacon boy! You're gunna get it! You are gunna be sitting there all like man I wish I would have listened to Chris, I could be chilling with all The cRu at Chris's hotel room right now snorting coke and banging all kinds of hotties, but instead I'm sitting here eating this microwave pizza being a dumb ass!

Fat Tony: How did you know I eat microwav....Never mind, CHRIS...

Chris Styles: Yeah?

Fat Tony: You're dumb shut up!!!

LA Johnny Stylez: But ya know the reason I came out here tonight was to talk about a little event we got coming up next week. A little event called World War X! You see a few weeks ago Myself, Aaron Abraham The NEW World Heavyweight Champion, Inkt The PCW Television Champion, Al Envy, The PCW Southern Champion, Hazard, and Ryan Pugh went on both shows and declared war on both companies! Because you see we have been waiting for a moment like this. We have been sitting by carefully picking and chosing our battles, and winning most of them mind you. But still waiting for the right time to strike, waiting for that perfect moment to come out and prove to the entire wrestling world that we are the most dominant faction in all of professional wrestling. I know that given what we have accomplished over the last seven months has been enough, but when we climb into that double ring surrounded by a cell structure then we will be able to prove once and for all that we are

!!!!!BETTERTHANeveryone!!!!!!
Because This Time There Will Be No ESCAPE, and MORE IMPORTANLY
!!!!NO F'N EXCUSES!!!!
Because This LaDiEz and GeNTLEMEN IS F'N WAR!!!!

You take the best of Pugh Championship Wrestling, and the Best of New Edge Wrestling and still all of them working together still will not be enough to turn back the juggernaut or the true power in this sport that makes up The cRu! And then every show after that I'm going to walk out here night after night with this arrogant smirk on my phucking face and say

!!!!I F'N TOLD YOU SO!!!!!
...BeCaUse NEXT WeeKeND PCW and NEW GeT
!!!!F'N BURIED!!!!

But at least Team PCW has a shot at this, which is more than I can say for Team NEW! Because ever since we attacked them two weeks ago, they have done what they were going to do before the match even started and that's bicker amongst themselves and completely fall apart like the collection of cry babies, curtian jerkers, and phuck mooks that they are! They might as well withdrawl from the match because they aren't even close to being ready to step inside of the ring with the most elite faction the world has ever seen! They are doing nothing but making that company and themselves look

!!!!P.A.T.H.E.T.I.C.!!!!!
And This Time They Have NO ONE TO BLAME BUT THEMSELVES!!!!

For instance let's take the one man that is supposed to be on their team but isn't! The man that was brought into New Edge Wrestling like a conquering hero and was billed as the messiah of that company! The man who was going to save and revolutionize NEW. The man who has done absolutely none of that, as a matter of fact the man who has done the exact opposite of that! I'm talking about

!!!!!Mr. NEW FaiLuRe OF 2011!!!!!
Matt F'N SLATER!!!

The man who has been unable to capture any kind of success that is worth bragging about. Mr. Almost. Mr. Can't Win The Big One, Unless my girlfriend is there to hold my phucking hand! Matt Slater these people and myself have seen enough! Your weakness sickens us because well deep down we all know you are better than that! But you all know me...I may be The Don of DiSReSpecT but at least I have the balls to say what I have to say to people to their faces. So Matt why don't you come on out here and come look me in the eye and explain to me why you have become such a failure because you do owe me and all of these idiotz out here in these seats an explination! They pay good money to watch you fail so come on out and tell us all what the deal is! Come on Matty BOY DON'T BE AFRAID!!!

Suddenly The lights go out as the fans erupt in a course of boos...

Fat Tony: Why do I get the feeling that this is all a joke?

Chris Styles: I don't know all I'm feeling is scared, I HATE THE DARK TONY...I FRICKEN HATE IT...HOLD ME!!!

Fat Tony: If you come anywhere near me Chris I swear to GOD!!!

Chris Styles: OWWW WHY DID YOU HIT ME! WE ARE SUPPOSED TO BE FRIENDS!!!

Fat Tony: Friends my ass, Friends don't put their boners on each other!

Chris Styles: YES THEY DO!

Fat Tony: Well we're not those kinda friends!

The lights then suddenly come back on and in the ring is a manequin dressed like Matt Slater. It has Matt Slater's ring gear on and a Merciless Demise tshirt on. Johnny stands back and has a look of surprise on his face as he walks over to the dummy and puts the mic up to his lips and begins to speak.

LA Johnny Stylez: Well well Mr. Slater nice of you to join us. Between me and You I didn't think you'd have the balls to show, because well I thought Cera would have you climbing some tree to save her lost kitten or taking Jen for a walk or whatever foolish shit she has you doing these days to make sure you're more of a bitch than you are a competitor! But ya know...Now that I'm looking at you, you have this look on your face and well something is different about you! I can't quite put my finger on it...Ohh wait...I know what it is...HeRe LeT Me HeLp YoU OuT BuDDY!!!

Johnny then reaches in his back pocket and pulls out a thing of lip stick. He then grabs the dummy holds his head and proceded to put a thick shade of bright red lip stick over his lips.

LA Johnny Stylez: There you go...Now you look nice and pretty just like Cera wants you to! Now I guess we should get down to the questions since I and these people don't have all night! Why don't you go ahead and explain to us why you are too much of a coward to represent and defend the company that you call home? Are you too afraid that The Don of DiSReSPECT is going to mangle your little bitch boy face like I did to that drunken bar stool slut Aurora Deadwood? Well don't worry Matty BOY BECAUSE...

Suddenly the lights go out again and the fans let out a little bit of a pop.

Fat Tony: Oh this again? I mean really! This is a wrestling show Johnny ENOUGH OF YOUR HUMILIATING BULLSHIT!!!

Chris Styles: I know Johnny loves his theatrics but why can't he just keep the lights on! Tony HOLD ME...

Fat Tony: I swear I'm gunna steal Ryan's staple gun and staple your little nuts again!

Suddenly the lights come back on and Johnny has a confused look on his face as the manequin that he brought in the ring that looks like Aurora Deadwood last week is standing right next to the Matt Slater manequin. Stylez looks kind of confused as he looks behind them as if he were looking for one of his cRu buddies. He even looks behind him and sees nothing. He then shakes his head and then carries on with his segment.

LA Johnny Stylez: Well Roe nice of you to join us...What's the matter streets not busy enough? Well All of your paying customers are in here! But you should know better! You have to watch the show from the nose bleed section just like everyone else! I mean your clsoe enough to the press box to give someone with at least five bucks a quicky! Now run along and get back to giving STDs to these simpletons and let the big boys hadle their conversation k PuMpKin?...Reall Funny Pugh HA HA!!!

Johnny then goes to pick up the Aurora manequin when suddenly the lights go out again as the fans erupt in a course of boos.

Fat Tony: Ok enough is enough! This has got to be Envy or Pugh playing a prank on Johnny! Maybe they like the rest of us don't find Johnny's attempt at mocking everyone as entertaining as he thinks it is!

Chris Styles: Are you kidding me this shit is hilarious...You really need to find a sense of humor Tony!

Fat Tony: Wait hold on...What's that purple smoke?

Suddenly the lights come back on and the ring is surrounded by purple smoke. Johnny waves the smoke away as he shouts into the mic.

LA Johnny Stylez: WHAT THE PHUCK IS GOING ON??

!!!!!SMASHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Fat Tony: OHHH MY GAWD IT'S AURORA DEADWOOD AND SHE JUST CLEANED JOHNNY'S CLOCK WITH THAT BOTTLE OF WHISKEY!!!

Aurora Deadwood emerges from the smoke wearing a protective mask like The Phantom of the Opera and with every bit of force she has in her slams a bottle of Jack Daniles into Johnny's face. Johnny hits the mat hard as the glass and whiskey goes everywhere. Johnny begins to bleed from his forehead as Aurora Deadwood stands over his fallen body and raises her arms. She looks to the entry way as Envy, Pugh and Inkt come running towards the ring. Before they even hop on the apron Aurora runs out the other side and escapes through the crowd. Inkt and Envy bend down to check on Johnny as Pugh yells at Aurora from the ring as she stands in the middle of the fans with her mask as she smiles and raises her hands in victory as the fans are going ballistic.

Chris Styles: Who the hell let her in here? She is supposed to be FUCKING FIRED! This is an outrage!!!

Fat Tony: NO CHRIS THIS IS PCW BABY! And I don't know about you but I FUCKING LOVE IT! Anything can happen! And finally someone has shut the mouth of the Don of DisRespeCT! What you got to say now Johnny? Oh nothing it looks like he has a WHISKEY HANGOVER HAHAHAHAHAAH!

Chris Styles: Stop it, SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP! You STUPID FAT MONKEY! What kind of operation is Sarah running here! This can't happen! I'm filing a complaint!

Fat Tony: Go right ahead Cheetah! But none the less Aurora Deadwood has made her pressence felt, and I for one hope she is back to stay! Like I said this is PCW ladies and gentlemen we gotta take a commercial break but stay tunned, because blink and you just might miss something! We'll be right back with our main event!

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[Ryan Pugh]

Fat Tony: And this is what it's all about ladies and gentlemen! Main Event time for one of the most prestigious Championships in all of professional wrestling!

Chris Styles: Yeah and not only that but it's one of the best titles we have here in PCW!

Fat Tony: Yeah that's kind of the point I was making dumb dumb!

Chris Styles: Um no Tony that is the point I was making!

Fat Tony: Whatever! The point is The Southern Heavyweight Championship since its inception has been one of the most firecly fought for prizes in the game today and right now with both stars Tommy Kain and the Champion Al Envy in the ring things couldn't get any hotter! Shit's about to get serious ladies and gentlemen!

Chris Styles: Yeah it's gunna be a serious cRu ASS WHIPPIN! Envy's gunna pounce this pansy like he has every single time they've stepped into the ring!

:::::::::::::Ding:::::::::

The bell rings and these two waste no time going right after each other. They both begin trading blows as each man grabs a hold onto the other and begins driving rights into the other man's face. They end up falling backwards and both men end up falling outside of the ring. Tommy gets to his feet, but not fast enough to block a stiff running clothesline from Al Envy that sends Tommy Kain right back down to the mat. Envy walks over and stomps on Kain as he picks him up and throws him into the steel ring steps.

Chris Styles: See what did I tell ya Tony???

Fat Tony: Yeah well Envy has most definitely taken control early on!

Chris Styles: And don't be surprised if the entire match is like this!

Envy rolls back in the ring and drops his fist right onto Tommy's forehead. Envy then jerks Kain up by his hair locks his arms around his stomach and hits a quick and stiff belly to belly suplex. Envy then goes for a quick cover as he hooks the leg 1.....2....KICKOUT! Envy then looks at the ref and tells him to count harder. Envy then punches Kain on the side of his head as he jerks him up by his hair once more. But before they get all the way back to their feet Tommy grabs the back of Envy's neck and hits a quick jaw breaker which staggers Envy back as Tommy Kain hits the ropes and comes flying nailing Envy with a Chris Beniot esq running clothesline that almost takes Envy's head off. Tommy Kain quickly gets up grabs Envy's arm and then rolls around putting Envy in a pinning predicament with a quick monstrahee cradle 1....2 KICKOUT. Envy shoots up attempts a clothesline that Kain ducks. Kain then tries to sweep kick Envy but Envy jumps the kick. Envy goes running at Kain but Kain quickly arm drags him down. Envy gets back to his feet as Tommy Kain runs at him only to get arm dragged by Al Envy as the two men then find themselves standing across the ring from each other with their arms up not being able to get the better of each other as the fans applaud at their obvious athleticism.

Fat Tony: And the fans showing respect for two opponents who not only hate each other, but obviously have spent a lot of time in the ring together and have studied each other!

Chris Styles: Something tells me this one is going to be a classic Tony!

Fat Tony: Really? That's like the most professional thing you have ever said out here!

Chris Styles: You didn't let me finish Fatso...Another Classic Ass BEATING from AL Envy hahahaahahah!

Fat Tony: Real funny wise ass!

As the two stand there in a standoffish kinda stance Envy holds his hand up for a test of strength. Tommy looks around the crowd who are telling him not to do it. But Tommy's ego gets the better of him as he wants to show Envy up, which ends up being a mistake that costs him because as soon as Tommy puts his hand in the air Envy buries his boot right in Tommy's gut hooks Tommy's arm around his neck and snaps him over with a stiff and text book snap suplex. Envy doesn't stop as he keeps his arms around Tommy and then brings him up and snap suplexes him over again. Envy goes for the trifecta but as he attempts to nail the third and final snap suplex Kain puts his leg in between Envy's keeping him from hitting the third one. Envy punches Kain in the stomach and tries to lift him for the suplex but Tommy buries his forearm into Envy's gut grabs Envy by the wait and then counters with a beautiful Northern Lights suplex and bridges for the pin 1......2.....KICKOUT!

Fat Tony: In a match like this sometimes all it takes is one move to change everything!

Chris Styles: Ohh please Tony anyone can get lucky even Tommy Kain!

Fat Tony: Are you kidding me, Tommy Kain gets more lucky then you could ever think about!

Chris Styles: You sure about that?

Fat Tony: Yeah I guess you have a point there!

Both men scramble to their feet as Tommy Kain quickly slaps Envy across the chest with a knife edge chop which draws a WOOOOOOOOO from the crowd. Tommy nails another and another, as it backs Envy into the corner. Tommy then comes charging in as he buries his elbow into Envy's chin, as he then mounts the turnbuckle and begins to lay his fist into Envy's face as the fans begin to count along 1....2....3...4....5...6....7...8... Envy has had enough as he he catches a second wing grabs Kain by the legs walks out and drops Tommy chin first onto the top turnbuckle Tommy then staggers out a little bit as Envy wastes no time grabbing Kain from behind and hitting a beautiful german suplex as he now bridges for a pin 1.....2......thr...KICKOUT. Envy sits up and glares angrily at the ref as the fans let out a course of boos as Al looks at everyone in the front row and tells them to shut the fuck up as he gets up and stomps on the back of Tommy Kain's neck. Envy jerks Kain up by his arm and attempts a short arm clothesline but Kain ducks it grabs the back of Envy's head and brings him down with a quick inverted neck breaker. Both men lay on the mat in exhaustion as the ref begins his ten count.

Chris Styles: Come on ENVY GET UP We'VE GOT HIM RIGHT WHERE WE WANT HIM!!!!

Fat Tony: I don't think either one of those guys is anywhere they want to be right now, as the ref reaches five.

Chris Styles: Shut up Tony you don't know what in the hell you're talking about!

Both men begin to stir as the ref reaches seven. Tommy is first up to his feet as he runs and drives his knee right into Envy's face as Envy's head goes flying and hits the bottom turnbuckle. Kain then runs up spring boards of the second rope and comes down with a sick drop kick right to Envy's face as the fans let out a gasp as the PCW chants begin. Kain then gets up and pulls Envy out of the corner as he then climbs up the second turnbuckle and comes off with a second rope leg drop as his leg drapes right over Envy's throat as Kain then hooks the leg for a cover 1.....2.....kickout!!!

Fat Tony: And finally Tommy Kain for the first time in this match is able to mount a serious offensive series!

Chris Styles: This is all apart of the plan Tony!

Fat Tony: So you mean to tell me that Envy planned on getting drop kicked in the face?

Chris Styles: No I mean...Well I don't know what I mean, but will you just shut up!

Fat Tony: Just making sure we understood each other...Nice come back by the way!

Tommy is back on his feet as he pleads to the ref for the three count but he is told it was only a two. Envy stumbles up to his feet and Tommy is looking for the Tommy Knocker as he hooks the arm of Envy but Envy turns it around and gets out of it. Envy goes for a clothesline but Tommy ducks it and runs off the ropes. Kain comes charging for Envy but Envy hits the mat and Tommy leaps over him and hits the ropes again. Kain comes charging back again but Envy now leap frogs over Kain. Kain rebounds but right into a picture perfect dropkick from Envy. Envy is on one knee as he holds his arms out and plays to the crowd as he smirks.

Chris Styles: That is why Al Envy is the Show Stealer right there, best wrestler in the world Tony

Fat Tony: I will admit that he is quite impressive in the ring, I will give you that

Envy forces Kain up to his feet by his hair and looks both arms of Kain as he forces him down with a huge DDT. Envy now sits Kain up as he hits a sweeping chop to his back and then follows it up with a kick right to Kain's chest. Kain is holding his chest as Envy hits the ropes and Envy nails Kain with a boot right to the jaw that takes the challenger down to the mat once more. Envy drops down for the pin attempt as he hooks the leg.

1.......
2......
kickout!

Fat Tony: Impressive series of moves there from Envy but it wasn't enough to keep Tommy down

Chris Styles: Al is just getting started

Envy waves his hands as he signals this one is finished and he points at Kain and waits for him to get to his feet. Kain stumbles up as Envy turns him around and lifts him up for the GBE! Envy has Kain up but Kain puts his knee into the temple of Envy and forces him to release the hold and Kain is back on his feet. Envy swings but Kain ducks it, Kain pushes Envy into the corner chest first and then charges in as he drives both knees right into the back of Envy. Envy stumbles out of the corner as Kain grabs him in what looks to be a T-Bone suplex but Envy uses his elbow to break it up. Kain backs away holding his jaw and as he turns around Envy is looking for a clothesline but Kain catches the arm and head of Envy and explodes into a T-Bone suplex as Kain hooks the leg.

1......
2......
.........KICKOUT!!!

Fat Tony: How did Envy get out of that?

Chris Styles: That is why he is the best wrestler in the world

Fat Tony: What does Tommy have to do to win this match?

Chris Styles: He cant, end of story

Kain is back up as he is asking himself what he is got to do to put Envy away. Envy is trying to get out of the ring as Kain grabs him by the leg to keep him from getting out of the ring. Envy kicks Kain away as he gets out to the apron. Kain swings at Envy but Envy grabs the arm of Kain and drops down as he hangs the arm of Tommy Kain over the top rope! Kain lets out a scream as he holds his shoulder and Envy quickly rolls back in the ring and waits for Kain to turn around. SUPER KICK! Envy puts Kain down with a jaw shattering super kick. Envy heads up to the top rope as it would appear he is going for a moonsault but Kain is able to rebound and get to his feet and stop Envy as he pushes the legs of Envy and forces him crotch first onto the top turnbuckle.

Fat Tony: Envy is in trouble right now, I think his foot is caught up in the rope

Envy is forced back by Kain as Envy is tied to that tree of woe. Kain has him straight out as he holds him by the head with one hand and then brings the other hand down with a big open hand slap right to the chest of Envy. Kain does it again and then a third time before finally letting Envy go and puts a kick into Envy's chest and forces him to a hanging position. Kain climbs out to the apron and walks over to the corner on the other side from Envy. Kain climbs up the ropes and positions himself on the top rope as the crowd is going crazy. Kain stands up straight and takes a deep breath before leaping off the top rope and going coast to coast as he hits a dropkick right to the exposed face of Envy in the other corner!!!!

Chris Styles: WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT

Fat Tony: AMAZING THAT IS WHAT THAT WAS!

PCW.....PCW.....PCW......PCW.....PCW....PCW!

Envy has crumbled up in the corner as Kain reaches over and grabs the leg of Envy for the pin attempt.

1......
2......
.......3!!!!!

[DING DING]

Taylor Davis: Your winner and now PCW SOUTHERN HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, TOMMY KAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chris Styles: THIS IS NOT HAPPENING

Fat Tony: TK did it, he actually did it! Tommy Kain is the new champ

Tommy Kain is now holding his newly won Southern title as he smiles and the crowd is going crazy. Envy is now up to his feet and he has a look in his eyes that could make fire jealous. Envy rushes forward and nails Kain right in the back of the head with a hard elbow shot that takes him down. Envy is putting the boots to Kain before looking around and scoffing at the audience. Envy grabs the leg of Kain and locks in the Waves of Envy!

Fat Tony: Oh come on, this match is over and this is very uncalled for

Chris Styles: That dirty piece of trash deserves everything Envy is about to do to him

Envy continues to stretch Kain as he is screaming out "Are you happy now?" Out of the back comes LA Kief and Ophelia Pain as Envy breaks the hold and slides out of the ring. Pain and Kief are trying to help Kain to his feet but Kain is holding his knee and shaking his head. Out on the ramp, Sarah Pugh has come out and is screaming at Envy for his actions.

Fat Tony: It looks like the boss is not happy right now

Chris Styles: No he is not and he is about to let that impostor know about it

Fat Tony: What are you talking about?

Chris Styles: Pugh is standing right behind Sarah....

Pugh: Turn around witch!

Sarah stops as she slowly turns around to see Ryan Pugh and Inkt standing right behind her.

Pugh: You have your team Sarah, so meet ours. Johnny Stylez will be at World War X and he will be our captain. He will be joined by Al Envy, Inkt and your worst nightmare.

Pugh begins to smile as Sarah shakes her head and begins to scream at her husband that he can not be on the team.

Pugh: Relax whore, its not me, its someone much much worse. The final member of Team cRu is this man!

The lights go out in the arena and the only thing you hear is the laughter of Ryan Pugh and then a scream from Sarah Pugh. The lights come back on and the final member of Team cRu is standing right behind Sarah.

Fat Tony: YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME

Chris Styles: GO AHEAD AND GIVE US THE WIN BABY! THIS ONE IS IN THE BAG SON!

Pugh: Say hello to the final member of Team cRu at World War X, Xavier Xannon FUCKING Xanders!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And as Johnny would say, Soak Some Up darling! See you at World War X!

The camera's focus in on the unnerving face of Triple X as he just stares Sarah Pugh down and she is trapped between a rock and a hard place. The copyright flashes across the bottom of the screen as the eyes of The Icon penetrate the camera and we go off the air.