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The crowd is getting a bit raucous, the recent change in power from Brianna Rach to AoA is a bit unsettling. However, no one can deny that there is some energy pulsing through the arena like none before. It could be the heat of the AoA/GWA feud, it could be the new arena, or it could just be the new Xtreme Energy Drinks and Grand Champ Nachos...

Roselyn Peters: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall!!

As the dark and dreary chelo's of "The Inquisition Symphony" begin to play, the lights fade to black. Slowly from the top of the ramp, Duke Morbius rises up from a lift in a kneeling position with his cape completely conceiling him. As soon as the guitars begin to play, Morbius throws out his arms to either side of him and the arena is flooded with heavy red lights.

Roselyn: Introducing first!! From Brasov, Romania, weighing in at 245 lbs, Duke Morbias Matthias!!!

Walking down to the arena, Morbius removes his cape and jacket before climbing into the ring. He waits in a corner as his music fades out, Roselyn lifting her mic.

Roselyn: And his opponent...

The crowd is livid as "Wild Thing" by Trogs hits the arena, the Xtreme Agent stepping out from the curtain. He gets to the center of the entrance ramp, stepping to his left and crossing his arms over his head. The fans motion back, and Jaice turns to his right with the same motion. As the fans roar with approval, Chris Angel and Heather Shannon step out, walking with their faction partner to the ring.

Roselyn: Being accompanied by Heather Shannon and Chris Angel, he is one third of the Xtreme World Order, the Wild One, JAICE WILDS!!

The fans are out of their seats, it's Jaice and Angel on the entrance ramp backflipping their way to the ring. Heather walks behind them, not impressed by their antics but drawing from their energy. They all stop by the ring, Jaice and Chris getting in a small pep talk before Jaice slides in under the bottom rope, staring down Morbias. He gets to a corner tunrbuckle, lifting his arms above his head into an "X", the fans doing the same. He backflips off the turnbuckle, landing on one knee mid ring, turning to face his opponent.

DING DING DING

Jaice and Morbias step to the center of the ring, each eyeing the other. Jaice is but an inch taller, but his smaller frame gives Morbias an advantage. Jaice throws an arm to the sky, Morbias paying it no attention. Jaice stands there for a bit, unsure of what to do, Morbias just stands there in waiting. Jaice drops his arm, shoving Morbias. Morbias sidesteps Jaice's hand, the Wild One taking a step forward as he begins to fall, Morbias dropping to the mat and wrapping his feet around Jaice's, planting him with a drop toe hold. Morbias jumps to his feet, Jaice shaking off the maneuver. Jaice starts to his feet but is met with a hard right chop as he gets to one knee, Morbias going on the offensive. Jaice starts to his feet again, only to be knocked down by a shoulder block from Morbias. Duke seems to be fairing well against the veteran Jaice, but it's only the beginning of the match.

Jaice finally manages to his feet, just barely sidestepping a knee from Morbias. Duke stumbles a bit, catching himself on the ropes and using them to rebound. He attempts a clothesline, Jaice ducks, Morbias rebounds and is met with a standing dropkick by Jaice!! Morbias drops, Jaice kicking back up to his feet. Morbias starts to his, Jaice dropping back and hitting Morbias with a knee to the face. Morbias drops again, Jaice dropping to one knee as he mounts his opponent, throwing punches to his skull. The crowd counts along as he throws 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 10!! punches to Morbias' face. The ref manages to pull Jaice off of Duke, the Xtreme Agent is livid as the crowd cheers him on. He looks to the entrance ramp, where Chris and Heather cheer him on by the ring. Jaice looks back to Duke, who has managed to all fours. Jaice starts in, but is stopped by the ref, who tries to keep Jaice from beating down Duke. Duke manages to one knee as Jaice pushes past, picking Duke up to his feet. He nails Duke's chest with a backhand, Morbias falling back a few steps. Jaice follows up with a hard right jab, Morbias taking one step back before launching himself at Jaice with a SPEAR FROM NOWHERE!!

Jaice and Morbias fall to the mat, the wind is knocked out of Jaice from the surprise attack. Duke makes his way to his feet, kicking at Jaice's abdomen. Kicking away at Jaice, Morbias continued his beatdown until Jaice was sufficiently grounded. Quickly covering Jaice for the pin, the ref counted 1, 2... Kick out! Jaice bolted up right, breaking the pin and causing Morbias to resume the offence. Rising to his feet, Morbias brought Jaice up to his feet and positioned him at the ropes. Bouncing him off and then whipping him into the opposite ropes, Morbias bent down low for a Back Body Drop, but only to be swiftly sent down to the mat by a surprise Shining Wizard from Jaice! Jaice immediately pounced onto Morbias for the pin but only managed a count of 2.

Seizing Morbias by the coat, Jaice brought Morbias to his feet and exchanged some hard rights with him. Running and bouncing off the ropes, Jaice charged at Morbias but Morbias stuck out his arm for a clothesline, only to be countered by Jaice with a German Suplex! Sitting upright and holding his head in pain, Morbias sat there and was shortly greeted with a dropkick to the face by Jaice! Another pin attempt which only got a 2 1/2 by the ref. Standing back up, Jaice tried to bring Morbias back up to his feet, but got a rake to his eyes for the effort. In a moment to seize control, Morbias lifted up Jaice and landed an Inverted Atomic Drop, followed soon after by a Belly to Belly Suplex. Only a brief second past between the Suplex and the applying of a wrist lock onto Jaice. Both men up on their feet, Morbias kept the wrist lock in place as he led Jaice to the corner. Climbing up to the top turnbuckle, Morbias twisted Jaice's arm out and straight, walked three steps on the top rope and completed the Old School!

Jaice, clearly in pain, held his arm close to his body. With a coy smile on his face, Morbias grabbed Jaice's arm again and whipped it down hard, causing Jaice to form a whithered look on his face. Continuing to punish Jaice's arm, Morbias placed his head infront of Jaice's injured arm and then grabbing Jaice behind the neck, Morbias swept both of them forward, nailing a Russian Leg Sweep. Standing back up, Morbias dragged Jaice by the foot to one of the corners where he sent more stomps to Jaice's body to wear him down. Positioning Jaice into a Tree of Woe, Morbias stepped back all the way to the opposite side. Smiling with a fanged mouth, Morbias ran at Jaice and landed a dropkick to his head! Clearly injured by Morbias' move, Jaice's legs fell from the Tree of Woe and left him motionless on the canvas. Quickly, Morbias covered Jaice for the pin, but Jaice wisely grabbed the nearby bottom rope to break up the pin.

Clearly disgusted, Morbias brought Jaice back to his feet. Once again locking Jaice's arm in an Arm Bar, Morbias moved back to the turnbuckles for yet another Old School attempt. What he wasn't expecting though, was Jaice's counter by flipping forwards to straighten out his arm, hopping up onto the third rope, and then bringing Morbias down to the mat with a vicious DDT! The crowd jumped to their feet at the amazing display of Jaice's athleticism. Both men seemed to be warn down, but it was Jaice who was able to get to his feet. He struggles a bit, unsure of how to continue, Morbias still wary from the counter. He grabs Morbias, lifting him to his feet spinning him around, both men facing the same direction. Jaice bends Morbias back, placing him in a side headlock, throwing his other arm out to wave at the fans. He takes too long, however, as Morbias grabs Jaice's head and drops, planting him with a modified neckbreaker!! Jaice is knocked out cold, Morbias crawling in for a pin attempt. However, he finds himself at a loss as the ref goes to shoo away Heather Shannon, who has jumped onto the apron. Morbias starts to his feet, angry at the fact that he should have this match won. He starts towards Heather and the ref, but is quickly turned around as Chris Angel nails Morbias with an ANGEL STUNNAAAAAH!!!! Morbias drops dead on the mat from the modified RKO move, Angel sliding out of the ring. Hearing the commotion, the ref walks over to check on the two downed men.

Morbias and Jaice both lay unconcious as the ref begins to count, reaching 4 before either begins to stir. Jaice is the first to move, throwing an arm into the air. The crowd roars, attempting to will Jaice into action. On 7, Morbias shows some life, rolling around on the mat and trying to find his footing. By 9, Jaice has made it to one knee and Morbias is in a pushup position, both men weary from the match. Jaice stands, walking over to Morbias. He starts to lift Duke, but is nailed with a low blow!! The ref's view is in an angle in which he doesn't notice, Morbias rolling Jaice into a schoolboy pin.

1... 2.... 2.25... 2.5667... KICKOUT!!!

Jaice manages to break the pin, but Morbias has done damage. He gets to his feet, Jaice holding his groin in pain. Morbias lifts Jaice to his feet, slapping him across the face and spitting into his eyes. Jaice stumbles back, the other xWo members yelling at Morbias. The ref warns them not to get involved as Morbias moves in closer, slapping Jaice across the face again. Angel starts to walk around the ring, being careful not to catch the ref's attention. Morbias steps up for one more slap across Jaice's face, Jaice falling to one knee. Morbias throws 1, 2, 3 punches into the side of Jaice's head before throwing a boot at the Xtreme Agent, sending him to the mat. Heather climbs onto the apron, the ref turning to see her. Angel slides into the ring once more, but this time Morbias notices. Angel is holding a chair as Morbias calls for the ref, Angel tossing the chair and sliding out before the ref turns. The ref notices the chair, scolding Morbias, then attempts to take the chair. Morbias refuses to let go, trying to explain what just happened, the ref not listening and trying to take the chair. Duke and the ref fight over the chair until Matthias pushes the ref with the chair, inadvertenly knocking the ref over the top rope and onto the floor outside. Morbias looks on in a bit of shock, which then turns to a sick grin as he realizes what he is now able to do.

Morbias heads to the outside, Heather and Angel checking on Jaice. Duke searches under the ring, pulling a kendo stick out from under the apron. Jaice has come to, Angel looking to Jaice's opponent as Heather keeps their partner awake. Morbias heads in, kendo stick in hand, as Heather tries to drag Jaice out of the ring. Morbias swings the stick, Angel does a standing backflip to avoid the blow, then quickly grabs the spinning Morbias around the waist. Using his momentum, Angel manages to pull Morbias into a modified olympic takedown! Angel stands, looking to Jaice and Heather, who are now both on their feet. Jaice yells something to Angel, and Chris walks over to Morbias. He picks up the kendo stick, breaking it in half over his knee and throwing it over the ropes as the other members of xWo enter the ring. Chris and Wilds look to the crowd, then to each other. Chris points to Jaice, then to a nearby turnbuckle, the crowd going nuts. He then shouts something to Heather, the Ska Feather nodding as she heads across the ring. As Jaice reaches the top turnbuckle, Chris picks up Morbias and places him into a full nelson lock. Heather charges across the ring, rebounding off the turnbuckle as Angel releases one of Morbias' arms, hitting a simultaneuous shining wizard and full nelson on Duke, respectively. Wilds signals to the crowd by crossing his arms above his head before backflipping off the turnbuckle, executing a spectacular SHOOTING STAR PRESS!!! The xWo has completely decimated Morbias with the SAW, and the ref is beginning to come to outside the ring. Heather notices, pulling Chris out of the ring as the ref slides in, Jaice in the cover.

1!!!! 2!!!!!

3!!!!!!

DING DING DING

Roselyn: Here is your winner, the "Xtreme Agent", JAAAAAAIICE WIIIIILDS!"

Wild Thing by Trogs hits the arena as Shannon and Angel jump into the ring, Angel lifting his partner onto his shoulders. Heather grabs one of Jaice's hands, the team celebrating as the fans go nuts. Angel puts Jaice down, the xWo slipping out of the ring. Shannon and Angel each drape one of Jaice's arms around their neck, the team walking up the entrance ramp and backstage together. Morbias is being tended to by EMT's as Wild Thing fades out.

Roselyn: The following contest is a non-title match scheduled for one fall, with a twenty-five minute time limit! Your referee is Dave Nichols!

"I'm Tearing Away...."

Drowning Pool's 'Tear Away' rips across the PA system accompanied by a sharp pang of explosion. The mouth of the stage begins spewing fog, enshrouding the entryway in a veil of shadows.

From within the shadows a sillouette of a man appears. Taking a few steps forward, it is revealed who the figure actually is. The athlete descends the ramp with a smug smirk, acknowledging fans -- whether or not they favor him. If they don't it only seems to add to his enjoyment. He approaches the ring and takes to the steel steps, slowly going up only one at a time. Powerhouse, though a very quick individual, takes his time walking to the center of the apron and spinning, stretching against the top rope much like a certain Chris Jerico, as he is convinced the rest of the world runs according to his time.

The man enters the ring between the middle and top ropes, then stalks to the other side of the ring, mounting the bottom rope with his left foot, and laying his right thigh on top of the middle rope. Behinning to bounce slightly on the ropes, testing their give, he holds the top with his left hand and sends an arm out, taunting the crowd with his right.

The lights in the arena dim down to a dark blue color, a quick drum beat fading in through the sound system, white spotlights beginning to beginning to sweep over the arena and flash in time with the beat. A few quick guitar riffs come in, but quickly fade back out up until the beginning of the first verse, Blackie Lawless' charred vocals coming in.

Lady, have you known me, the perfect love machine?
I'm Virgo, my Leo's rising - Venus made me king

The guitars come in and Revision throws the curtains open, walking out into the aisle as the crowd lets loose their respective reactions, cheers and boos filling the arena, though he doesn't seem to be bothered by it. Instead, he just starts his way down the aisle, swaying his upper body a little to the beat of the song and singing along with the song lightly, occasionally turning to jaw with a negative fan or flirt with one of the female crowd members.

That trail of broken hearts; they all belong to me
Magic runs through my fingers - one touch, you'll see

The chorus of "L.O.V.E. Machine" by W.A.S.P. begins as Revision reaches the bottom of the ramp, taking a running start to hop up onto the apron and climb up onto the ropes, one foot on the bottom one and the other set on the middle, balancing without the use of his hands. Revision grins, then quickly pulls off his sunglasses and jacket, tossing them back towards an official and throwing his arms up in the air a few times, encouraging stronger reactions from the fans.

L-O! V-E! All I need's my love machine, oh
L-O! V-E! All I need's my love machine, oh
L-O! V-E! All I need's my love machine, oh
L-O! V-E! All I need's my love machine tonight...Tonight...

Revision then grabs the top rope and pulls both legs up onto it, springboarding off to land in the middle of the ring, the spotlights flashing around him in particular now. As usual, he picks a target and slowly begins to undo his belt, swiveling his hips as he begins to pull it off, grinning widely the entire time before whipping it out of the ring at one of the officials at ringside.

What can I do for you? Am I your wildest dream?
What do I move in you? Am I what I seem?

Reaching down, he slowly undoes his pants, grabbing the tops of them and looking like he's about to push them down his legs, but then suddenly rips them off completely, whipping them around his head once before tossing them over the ropes to the outside, getting some playful whistles and cat calls from the audience. Now in his ring gear, he tightens up his gloves and heads over to his corner as the song goes into a fade-out.

My eyes, they lie and you cry - love brings you pain
And if you try to love me, you'll not be the same!

Dave checks with both men to see if they're ready, then steps back and allows the match to begin.

The bell rings...

Revision and Powerhouse quickly begin to circle one another, moving quickly and looking for any opening in their opponent's defenses, but finally just slide forward into a lock-up. Powerhouse has the slight strength advantage, quickly pushing Revision back towards the ropes, but the icon turns it around, only for Powerhouse to do the same, the two of them fighting to gain control with the grapple. Finally, though, Powerhouse manages to win out, pushing Revision back against the corner, Nichols calling for the break. Powerhouse gives a mostly clean break, though he shoves Revision back into the turnbuckles at the end of it. The icon doesn't respond right away, leaning back into the corner and grinning out at the Powerhouse, finally standing off the turnbuckles and rolling his shoulders. The two begin to circle again, but that doesn't last long before they move in to lock up once more. This time, Powerhouse slides beneath Revision's guard and pulls him up in a Reverse Waistlock. Revision quickly widens his base, however, managing to loosen the hold enough to do a standing switch, now trying to get the better of Powerhouse with it. Powerhouse suddenly drops down to his knees, though, turning and pulling Revision over in an amateur-style Fireman's Carry Slam, twisting his arm up to lock it. Revision manages to roll backwards and up to his feet, but he's still in the hold. Not for long, though, as he grabs Powerhouse's arm and twists it around into his own Armbar. Powerhouse cringes a bit as his shoulder gets twisted up into the move, but soon rolls forward to relieve the pressure, twisting Revision's arm up again. Revision quickly does a standing backflip, however, reversing the hold once again, only for the Powerhouse to roll forward once more, this time throwing him over in an Arm Drag!

Revision quickly rolls up to his feet, running forward only to get taken over in another Arm Drag, Powerhouse quickly reaching down and grabbing his leg to start a leg lock. Before he can get anything going though, Revision swings his free leg up and kicks him in the side of the head, doing this twice more before being able to grab Powerhouse's arm, throwing him over with his own Arm Drag from the mat. The two men quickly get up, but don't go after each other right away, needing some time to recover after all the reversals and not really getting anywhere with any of them. Finally, the two quickly move forward into another grapple, Powerhouse winning this time by twisting Revision's arm up in a Hammerlock. Revision only stays in the hold for a few seconds before reversing into his own Hammerlock. Rather than reverse out of it again, Powerhouse reaches up and pulls Revision's neck down over his shoulder in a cutter position, then flings his body upward, swinging back down and using the momentum to throw Revision over him with a modified Snapmare! Revision quickly somersaults to his feet, running to the ropes and coming back off towards Powerhouse, who quickly leapfrogs over him, Revision coming back off the ropes and having to do his own leap frog to dodge Powerhouse's attack, spinning around right into a kick to the gut from House. Revision gets hit with a hard forearm shot from Powerhouse, who then goes to whip him into the corner, only to get it reversed. Powerhouse grabs the top rope, though, flinging himself up and back over a charging Revision, who barely manages to hop up onto the second rope, throwing himself into a Moonsault that Powerhouse dodges by running forward into the corner, turning around as Revision lands on his feet and running forward into a SHOTEI-NO! Powerhouse ducks under it, turning as Revision does and throwing him over with another Arm Drag! Revision rolls to his feet, throwing Powerhouse in an Arm Drag of his own, both men getting up and going for an Arm Drag at the same time - but their arms end up getting locked against each other's, the momentum bringing them down to the mat on their shoulders.

Both men roll away, holding their arms and cringing at that, the crowd cheering for the constant counters, though it seems these two are stuck in a stalemate. Finally, the two more forward into another lock-up, Powerhouse once again getting the advantage by pulling Revision into a Side Headlock. Revision quickly fights out of it with several punches to the ribs, however, finally shoving Powerhouse into the ropes, only to get knocked down with a hard Shoulderblock on the return. As Powerhouse lifts him back up, Revision suddenly knocks his arm away, hitting a hard forearm shot, only to get a few quick punches to his head in return, Powerhouse quickly pulling him back into another Side Headlock. Revision steps back, then shoves Powerhouse off of him into the ropes again, House barely able to duck under another Shotei. As Revision spins around, he turns right into a Hurricanrana, Powerhouse throwing him back to land hard on the mat and following up with a pin. 1...2, Revision kicks out. Powerhouse stands back up as Revision rolls onto his stomach, hitting a quick stomp to his back and reaching down to hook his legs and under his neck, pushing his knees up into his back and rolling back to lock in a Bow and Arrow Hold! Revision cringes as his back gets worked with the lock, trying to twist back and forth out of it, finally managing to fall over on top of Powerhouse, quickly hooking his leg. 1...2...Powerhouse kicks out. Revision rolls over onto all fours, Powerhouse quickly getting up to hit another stomp to his back before he can get up to his feet. House pulls Revision back up to his feet, hitting him with some thunderous right hands, knocking him down completely with the second one. Powerhouse reaches down, pulling him back up from behind this time, then throws him back for a German Sup-NO! Revision lands on his feet, quickly bashing Powerhouse with a forearm as he turns around, knocking him back into the ropes with a second one and going to whip him across the ring, but Powerhouse reverses it. Revision comes back off the ropes, right into a POWERSLAM! The icon gets driven down hard to the mat, House following up with a pin. 1...2...Revision kicks out.

Powerhouse pulls Revision back up, grabbing him by the back of his head and dragging him over to the corner to bash his face down into the top turnbuckle. House then goes to whip him across the ring, but Revision reverses it, sending Powerhouse into the corner instead. As the icon charges forward, though, Powerhouse manages to swing his leg up and nail him in the jaw, sending Revision stumbling back in pain. Powerhouse pulls himself up onto the second rope, waiting for Revision to turn around. The icon goes for a forearm, but Powerhouse blocks it, pulling him forward into a Front Facelock, diving off for a Tornado DDT-NO! Revision pulls Powerhouse down onto his feet, House quickly hitting a knee to his stomach before backing up, ducking a Shotei and turning around to hit Revision with a few more punches to stun him. Powerhouse then jumps up, locking his legs around his neck and flipping him back with a HURRICANRANA INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!!! Revision collapses down to the canvas, Powerhouse quickly pulling him out of the corner and dropping over him for a pin. 1...2...TH-NO! Revision manages to kick out. Powerhouse pulls Revision back up to his feet, locking his arms up behind his back in a Double Chickenwing and lifting him up off his feet, spinning him around in a circle in the hold, increasing the pressure of the hold. As soon as House puts him back down on his feet, though, Revision lashes out with a Mule Kick into his knee, stepping forward and quickly turning with a Spin Kick, which Powerhouse ducks. House charges with a Clothesline, but Revision ducks under that, too, turning and lashing out with a Superkick, nailing Powerhouse right in the jaw and collapsing down into the ropes afterwards. After several moments, Revision flops over Powerhouse for a pin. 1...2...Powerhouse gets a shoulder up. Revision pulls House back up to his feet, locking him in a Front Facelock and lifting him up for a suplex, but Powerhouse blocks it, widening his base and starting to pull out. So instead, Revision spins him down into a Swinging Neckbreaker! The crowd cringes at that, the icon moving over House for another pin. 1...2...House kicks out.

Revision pulls Powerhouse back up, knocking him into the corner with another forearm before whipping him across the ring. Again, though, as he charges, the icon gets stopped dead in his tracks with an elbow to the jaw. House pulls himself back up onto the second rope, waiting for Revision to turn around before throwing himself off into a Diving Cross-Body! House lands hard on top of the icon, following with a pin. 1...2...Revision kicks out. Powerhouse lifts him back up to his feet, grabbing his head and setting his under it to set up for a jawbreaker, but as he falls back, Revision grabs the rope, House landing flat on his back. As the two get back up, Revision quickly sends a boot right into the side of House's head, pulling him down to the mat in a Crossface Hold! Revision wrenches up on his neck with the hold, Powerhouse quickly reaching out towards the ropes, but finding he's just a little too far away. Slowly, he pushes himself forward toward them, the icon wrenching back on his neck the whole time, but finally manages to reach out and grab the bottom one, forcing Revision to break the hold. The icon doesn't let up, though, pulling Powerhouse back up to his feet in a Guillotine Choke, twisting his neck with the hold as much as he can. Finally, though, he slides his leg behind House's dropping back with a Leg-Hook DDT! Revision doesn't follow up with a pin, though, instead getting up and waiting for Powerhouse to start doing the same, quickly running back to the ropes as he gets to his knees and diving over him, grabbing his head to pull it down in a FLIPPING NECKBREAKER! The jarring move sends shockwaves of pain slicing through Powerhouse's neck, Revision quickly locking Powerhouse's leg between his, rolling over to lock his hands in front of House's face, pulling back for an STF! Unfortunately for him, Revision has this locked in a bit too close to the ropes, and Powerhouse only has to shift slightly before he can lay his foot on the bottom one, forcing the icon to break the hold again.

Revision pulls Powerhouse back up again, though, chopping him into the corner before whipping him across the ring into the opposite one. As Revision dashes forward, Powerhouse reaches down and throws him up and over the ropes. Revision manages to grab them and land on the apron, blocking Powerhouse's punch and bashing him with a forearm, quickly bending down and throwing himself through the ropes to charge his shoulder into Powerhouse's stomach. However, at the last second, House throws himself up in the air, coming down with a GUILLOTINE LEG DROP! Revision flops through the ropes, Powerhouse falling back against them as he lands and breathing heavily, taking a few moments to recover. Soon, though, he pulls Revision back up to his feet, taking him in a Front Facelock to the middle of the ring and starting to lift him up for a suplex. Revision blocks it, though, quickly lifting Powerhouse instead for a BRAINBUSTER! House gets driven down hard on his head, Revision quickly flipping over onto him to hook his leg. 1...2...TH-NO! Powerhouse gets a shoulder up. Revision hauls him up to his feet, pulling him into a Reverse Facelock and lifting him up for an INVERTED BRAINBUS-NO! House manages to fall back onto his stomach and land the move like a suplex instead, avoiding getting murdered with the move, only for Revision to flip back over him and pull him up in the FUTURE CLUTCH!!! Powerhouse cries out in surprise and pain as he gets locked into the hold, flailing his arms out towards the middle of the ring. Revision sits back, cranking the move as much as he can, but unfortunately doesn't have much of a ring prescence at the moment, as Powerhouse slowly pushes himself backwards inch by inch, finally reaching back with his leg to get a rope break. As soon as the icon hears this, though, he quickly pulls House away from the ropes, shoving him over onto his back and dropping down over him to bash him repeatedly with forearms, obviously getting frustrated with all the rope breaks he's been getting.

After several seconds of that, the icon pulls him back up to his feet, bashing him with more of the strikes before finally reaching down to lift him up for a Bodyslam. Powerhouse slides over to land behind Revision, though, waiting for him to turn around before throwing a Clothesline. Revision ducks under it, though, grabbing Powerhouse's head and running quickly up the ropes, flipping back into the FULL CIRCLE!!! Powerhouse lands hard from the move, Revision quickly shoving him onto his back for the pin. 1...2...THR-NOOO!!! Powerhouse manages to get a shoulder up, the icon staring in shock at the ref. Finally, though, he pulls Powerhouse back up to his feet, calling for the end as he lifts him up onto his shoulders for the VICTORY ANTH-NO! Powerhouse spins out off of his shoulders to land on his feet in front of him, throwing a knee up into Revision's gut before pulling him up into a Fireman's Carry, spinning him out for the PhD-NO! Revision does the same thing, spinning out to land in front of Powerhouse, throwing a kick to the gut only to have it be caught by House. Revision gets thrown up in the air, but manages to spin all the way around with the backflip and land on his feet, catching a toekick from Powerhouse as well, only to get hit with an ENZUIGIRI! Powerhouse quickly gets back up, pulling the dazed Revision up to a vertical base and into a Front Facelock, yelling out "SPACE NEEDLE!" Before House can lift him up for the move, though, Revision wraps his arms around him and counters into a Northern Lights Sup-NO! HOUSE ROLLS HIM INTO A SUNSET FLIP! 1...2...Revision rolls backwards out of it, pushing Powerhouse's legs up over him in a PRAWN HOLD! 1...2...Powerhouse pushes Revision's head down to flip him over onto his back, back in the Sunset Flip pin! 1...2...Revision kicks out towards Powerhouse, causing him to fall onto his back, leaving Revision sitting on his chest and pulling House's legs up over him for a pin! 1...2...Powerhouse rolls them over into a pin of his own! 1...2...Revision kicks out, rolling backwards up to his feet and grabbing Powerhouse's mid-section, flipping forward into a Jacknife Pin! 1...2...Powerhouse, showing enormous abdominal strength, bridges up out of it, spinning them both around and hooking Revision's arms to turn and pull him down in a BACKSLIDE! 1...2...Revision kicks out, rolling up to his feet to try for a SHOTEI-NO! Powerhouse ducks it, grabbing Revision from behind and pulling him back in a HEAD-DROP GERMAN!!! 1...2...TH-NOOO!!! Revision kicks out.

The two men stay down after that, the crowd cheering loudly for that section of nearly solid action. Finally, though, both men push themselves up to a vertical base, Powerhouse going for a punch, but Revision quickly ducks it, pulling him back in a Half Nelson for the WE'RENOTGONNATA-NO! Powerhouse elbows out of it with his free arm, running to the ropes. On the rebound, Revision picks him up, but Powerhouse quickly spins them both around, pulling Revision down in a SWINGING DDT! House quickly rolls over for a pin. 1...2...TH-NO! Revision gets a shoulder up. Powerhouse stands up, hitting another hard stomp to Revision's back before pulling him up to his feet, going to whip him into the ropes, but Revision reverses it, suddenly pulling Powerhouse up in a Fireman's Carry on the return, throwing him up to bring him down in the VICTORY ANTHEM!!! Powerhouse gets drilled with the move, Revision laying over him on his side and cockily raising his hand up in the air, counting with the ref. ONE...TWO...THR-NOOOOO!!! Somehow, Powerhouse manages to get a shoulder up! Revision quickly whips around to face the ref, shaking his head and looking down at House, unable to believe he just kicked out of that. Finally, the icon stands up, deciding to end this. Moving to the corner, Revision climbs out to the apron and up onto the turnbuckles, steadying himself for a few moments before turning to look back out at the crowd, mocking them as he jumps for the CHART TOPP-NO! Powerhouse manages to get up in time, hitting the ropes and crotching Revision onto them. House quickly climbs up onto the second rope, pounding Revision with right hands, but the icon fights back, meeting him with forearm strikes and slapping him across the jaw. Finally, Revision manages to throw him down off the ropes onto his back, steadying himself for a moment and quickly jumping off into a SPIRAL TAP!!! The Corkscrew Senton connects just as Revision wanted it to, reaching down to hook House's leg afterwards. ONE...TWO...THR-NOOO!!! Powerhouse manages to throw an arm over the ropes, again denying Revision the win.

Revision quickly gets up to his feet, obviously very angry at this point, bashing Powerhouse with vicious forearms as he pulls him up to his feet, finally running back towards the ropes, only to get hit with an Inverted Atomic Drop on the return! As Revision stands stunned from the move, Powerhouse pulls him down into a DDT...AND ROLLS BACK THROUGH UP INTO THE PIKE PLACE!!! The crowd is up on their feet, House rolling over onto Revision and hooking his leg. ONE...TWO...THR-NOOOO!!! Somehow, Revision gets a shoulder up. Powerhouse apparently gets the same idea as Revision in how to finish this off, heading to the corner and going up top. House steadies himself up on the top rope, getting ready for the PACIFIC PLUN-NO! Revision is up in time to stop it, slamming into his mid-section with a forearm. Revision hits a few chops to stun him further, then climbs up onto the top rope, only to get hit with punches from House. Revision does his best to stay on the ropes, finally getting a break from the flurry and throwing his body forward with a SHOTEEEEEEIIIII!!! Revision manages to hang onto the top rope, Powerhouse going sprawling backwards from the strike. Revision steadies himself on the rope, then pulls House into a Front Facelock, shifting him back so he can lift him up for a SUPERPLE-NO! REVISION TURNS IT IN MID-AIR FOR AN EMERALD FUSION ONTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!! As Revision falls down to the mat, Powerhouse gets his head driven directly down into the unforgiving metal of the turnbuckle, a shockwave going through his body as he falls down onto the canvas. The crowd jumps up out of their seats at the move, cringing and crying out in shock and empathetic pain. Slowly, the icon rolls over, falling over House for a pin. ONE...TWO...THREE!!!

Revision rolls off of Powerhouse, grinning as he sits up and looks back toward him, laughing at the sight of the broken, shattered wrestler. Already, officials have started to gather around him, knowing how serious that could be. Standing up, the icon slowly brushes himself off, then walks over to retrive his belt from ringside, slinging it over his shoulder and shining it up with his knuckles before nodding approvingly.

Roselyn: Here is your winner...REEEEEVIIIIIISIOOOONNN!!!

As Revision exits the ring, Flex Buffington runs out from behind the curtains, quickly dashing down the aisle to check on his partner. As he passes the icon, though, Revision shoves his hand up against his face, pie-facing him with a mocking laugh. Flex turns, looking like he's ready to deck Revision, but then decides that his partner is more important, moving to the Powerhouse. As the Openweight champ heads back up the aisle, he calls down "Yeah, you better run!", the crowd obviously annoyed with his cocky attitude. Revision moves behind the curtains, the officials now sliding Powerhouse out of the ring and carrying him to the back...

Roselyn Peters: "The following tag team contest is a 2 out of 3 falls match with a 60 minute overall time limit."

"Introducing first, from East Barton, weighing in at 201 pounds and standing 5 feet 11 inches tall, he is SPARCO 'THE PROLIXUS' GILLATH!"

The quiet introduction plays and the lights in the arena dim. Blue light fills the room as white spotlights search the crowd and eventually settle down on the deep blue curtain. The drums and bass kick in to the song and Sparco walks out from behind the curtain energetically. He slaps hands at the top of the aisle while the white spotlights flash and a couple searches the crowd around the room.

“So are we lost or do we know,
which direction we should go?
Sit around and wait for someone,
To take our hands and lead the way.”

The first verse plays and the white lights slow down and follow Sparco’s slow descent down the aisle, slapping hands as he walks. He stops at the bottom of aisle just as the pre-chorus starts to play.

“Cause every day we're getting older,
and every day we all get colder,
we’re sick of waiting for our answers...”

As soon as the chorus hits in, Sparco flies under the bottom rope and runs across the ring and poses at the two furthest turnbuckles while the chorus plays.

“Wake up, Wake up, Wake up,
Yeah I'm so tired of waiting, waiting for us to
Wake up, Wake up, Wake up,
Yeah I'm so sick of waiting, for us to make a move.”

"And his tag team partner, from Charlotte, North Carolina, weighing in a 220 pounds and standing 5 feet 10 inches tall, he is the 'Silver Flame' ICE!"

"Rumble Young Man Rumble" hit the speakers and the crowd rose to there feet cheering for one of there favorite faces in the GWA.

I am sicker than Sick'Wid'It
DON'T listen just picture it
HOW vivid this picture it
ME gifted and living this
NO gimmicks or images
I spit and deliver it
LIKE no one that's living s**t (AYE)
Straight from the ground y'all you dig?
Close to where the groundhogs live
Where the police hound y'all kids
Arrest and give out long bids
From where they keep the four squeeze the four
Hustle all day in the streets so long
If the feds ever decide to come
We all going down for the motherfing reaper law

The "Silver Flame" him self stepped out from behind the curtain and threw his arms up out and over his head{Like Randy Orton} as the beat picks up. The crowd is electric cheering for a man who comes out and fights for them every night. Ice holds the pose for a couple of seconds letting the chorus catch up with him.

I was taught be smart stay humble
I was taught be hard don't fumble
I was taught in these concrete jungle
Rumble young man rumble
I was taught stay hard as they come dude
I was taught any problems confront you
I was taught in these concrete jungle
Rumble young man rumble

Ice breaks the pose and stands still looking out into the fans whom he respects so much. He then makes his way down the isle leading to the ring slapping hands with as many fans as he can before he leaps onto the ring apron and stops for a second getting a good look at the fans.

Greater than great I am
YES haters they hate I am
WHAT playing I play to win
PLUS still I remain up in
THE hood I came up in
BUT the hood I came up in
SCREWED since haters done came up in YUP (AYE)
From my date of birth hun'
'Til my day in the dirt come
I remain the earth's one
YES the matrix's first son
Toast to the good day to the bad day
To the good yay' to the bad yay'
To the time the s**t was mixed up
I had good yay' on a bad day

He gives it a couple of seconds before once again throwing up his arms up and out letting the people with the cameras get the shots they need. The crowd continues to cheer as he drops the pose, leaps over the top rope and lands in the ring where he runs up the southeast turnbuckle and looks out into the crowd once again feeding off of them.

I was taught be smart stay humble
I was taught be hard don't fumble
I was taught in these concrete jungle
Rumble young man rumble
I was taught stay hard as they come dude
I was taught any problems confront you
I was taught in these concrete jungle
Rumble young man rumble

Ice hops off of the turnbuckle and cracks his neck as he awaits his opponent.

"And their opponents, first from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 270 pounds and standing 6 feet 6 inches tall, he is the 'The Hollywood Highlight' KILLA KAL!"

The lights in the arena immediately dim and the entrance flashes and sparkles as the opening trumpet of "Encore" by Jay-Z soothes out through the speakers, catching the attention of the entire arena. A calm, yet cocky voice speaks over the beat. "Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind." The strobe lights flicker on and off, lighting up the stage with flashes of white. The lights on the side of the curtain up on the stage twinkle almost like diamods. The fans are rained on with a storm of red confetti. Two backstage crew members run from behind the curtains, rolling out what seems to be a mile long, red carpet that stops at the ring. For the viewers at home, their screen cuts down to a widescreen view, much like those for movies in theaters.

Now can I get an encore, do you want more
Cookin raw with the Brooklyn boy
So for one last time I need y'all to roar

Now what the hell are you waitin for
After me, there shall be no more
So for one last time, ***** make some noise


To the crowd's dismay, Killa Kal comes outs from behind the curtains, accomapanied by his gorgeous girlfriend, Lana, to overwhelming, ear-deafining boos, wearing his signature all black hoodie, black, baggy pants, and matching black Air Force Ones. A crowd of photographers swarm him in a giant crowd, taking photos of his picture perfect looks. His brown eyes roam the crowd in attendance for the show. The crowd stands up on their feet, greeting him, and not with cheers, but with a shower of jeers. Killa takes a few steps up, searching the crowd through his stunna shades, not even caring about this type of reception from the crowd, but actually loving every second of it. A small smirk springs across his face. He throws his arms up in the air, he breathes in the fresh air and pulls his hood back, showing off his long hair. He begins to walk forward with his lady latched on to the side of his arm, her hand pulling up his hoodie to reveal his rock hard abs as she rubs all over them with a hint of lust in her eyes. They make their way to the GWA ring, laughing at the crowd along the way, prepared for the battle ahead of him.

Who you know fresher than Hov'? Riddle me that
The rest of y'all know where I'm lyrically at
Can't none of y'all mirror me back
Yeah hearin me rap is like hearin G. Rap in his prime
I'm, young H.O., rap's Grateful Dead
Back to take over the globe, now break bread
I'm in, Boeing jets, Global Express
Out the country but the blueberry still connect
On the low but the yacht got a triple deck
But when you Young, what the ******** you expect? Yep, yep
Grand openin, grand closin
God your man Hov' cracked the can open again
Who you gon' find doper than him with no pen
just draw off inspiration
Soon you gon' see you can't replace him
with cheap imitations for DESE GENERATIONS


Killa strides past the booing fans, stopping at the steel steps. The darling Lana removes his stunna shades from his face and his hoodie from his body. She kisses him passionately and wildly before walking over to the side. Killa walks up the steel steps, walking along the apron, standing up on the second turnbuckle. He raises his head, closing his eyes and breathing in the electricity and ignoring the thousands of boo's. He enters the ring going through the middle rope. Once in the squared circle Killa takes another moment to look at the crowd. He walks past the ref and steps up on the second rope on the upper right turnbuckle, throwing his right arm up in the air again, getting another reaction from the huge audience. He steps down and goes to the left turnbuckle opposite of the one he was on, repeating the same taunt. Killa jumps down from that turnbuckle and turns to face the entrance, waiting for his opponent. He looks down at his new tattoo that covers his shoulder and the left side of his chest, looking around at the crowd with his eyes squinted. Lana steps into the ring, bending over in front of Kal as he yanks her back up by her long black hair, kissing each other again. A sense of satisfaction comes across his face as she leaves the ring and he listens to the next verse of his entrance theme.

Look what you made me do, look what I made for you
Knew if I paid my dues, how will they pay you
When you first come in the game, they try to play you
Then you drop a couple of hits, look how they wave to you
From Marcy to Madison Square
To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years (yea)
As fate would have it, Jay's status appears
to be at an all-time high, perfect time to say goodbye
When I come back like Jordan, wearin the 4-5
It ain't to play games witchu
It's to aim at you, probably maim you
If I owe you I'm blowin you to smithereeens
Cocksucker take one for your team
And I need you to remember one thing (one thing)
I came, I saw, I conquered
From record sales, to sold out concerts
So ******** if you want this encore
I need you to scream, 'til your lungs get sore


"And his tag team partner, being accompanied to the ring by Saria Nalick, from Muskegon, Michigan, weighing in at 242 pounds and standing 6 feet 2 inches tall, he is the GWA Grand Champion, 'The Aphotic Rose', STEVE 'SAVIOR' TWIST!"

A modern day warrior
Mean, mean stride
Today's Tom Sawyer
Mean, mean pride

Though his mind is not for rent
Don't put him down as arrogant
His reserve, a quiet defense
Riding out the day's events
The river...

|With the sounds of Rush's "Tom Sawyer" making their way around the arena the majority of fans in attendance begin jeering loudly. This can signal the entrance of only one man, the GWA Grand Champion Steve "Savior" Twist. As the song nears the first chorus the outstandingly conceited Steve makes his way out from the back onto the top of the meager entrance ramp, Saria at his side.|

What you say about his company
Is what you say about society
Catch the mist, catch the myth
Catch the mystery, catch the drift

The world is, the world is
Love and life are deep
Maybe as his skies are wide

|Taunts, jeers, boos, and a few minor pieces of snack food continue to fly Steve's way as he looks around at the crowd, a rose resting gently in his mouth. Twist keeps this held between his teeth as he strides down the entrance ramp, looking far more dignified than the trash who paid their hard earned salary to see him.|

Today's Tom Sawyer
He gets high on you
And the space he invades
He gets by on you

No his mind is not for rent
To any god or government
Always hopeful, yet discontent
He knows changes aren't permanent
But change is...

|At the bottom of the entrance ramp Steve pauses prior to signaling for Saria to stand in front of him. She does and with the grace of a deity Steve places his lips to hers in order to change possession of the rose. Now that the flower is safely stored with the one who understands him the most Twist can make his way up the ring steps and into the ring, garnering more jeers from the crowd. There are of course the few cheers from ladies in the audience, but Steve completely ignores them as he steps between the ropes and into the ring.|

What you say about his company
Is what you say about society
Catch the witness, catch the wit
Catch the spirit, catch the spit

The world is, the world is
Love and life are deep
Maybe as his eyes are wide

Exit the warrior
Today's Tom Sawyer
He gets high on you
And the energy you trade
He gets right on to the friction of the day

|As "Tom Sawyer" fades out Steve looks down at the GWA Grand Championship that is placed around his waist. Even if it is a piece of trash it gives Steve the power to do what he pleases. This brings some slight laughter to the champion who stares down Ice and Sparco while talking strategy with Kal. Meanwhile Ice attempts to get himself into the match first, but Sparco persuades him to step out onto the ring apron. After playing to the crowd to get them into this match Ice turns back towards the ring, only to end up with an elbow to his face as Killa and Twist strike first.|

The bell rings...

Sparco was taken down to the canvas by a shoulder block during the time Ice got knocked off the ring apron, but he doesn't stay down long. After kipping-up Sparco goes to hit Killa with a dropkick. This is blocked by the far bigger man and leaves Sparco right back down on the mat where he gets stomped in the face by Steve. Both Killa and Twist then grab a leg of Sparco and drag him into the middle of the ring where they each apply a Half Crab to the one time Openweight Champion. The first fall of this match seems to be coming already as Sparco looks like he may give up to re-group and try to take two straight, but luckily Ice comes back into the ring and nails both his opponents with kicks to the head. Annoyed more than hurt considering it was only a single kick each, the Apostles deliver a chop/EuroCut combo to Ice that knocks him down. Grabbing onto the top rope, Steve then uses his feet to shove the "Silver Flame" back out of the ring as Killa drops an elbow to the throat of Sparco. Unfortunately for Sparco, referee Justin Mayfair is paying attention to Ice and Twist at that time so he doesn't see this or the closed fists to the face Kal delivers shortly after. By the time Mayfair gets Steve in his corner and turns back to Kal and Sparco Killa is standing back up and has Sparco by the hair to drag him to the AoA corner. Throwing Gillath into the corner, Killa tags Twist in before stepping on the throat of Sparco to choke him in the corner. 1...2...3...4..."Whoa, hold up there buddy." Steve says to Mayfair as he turns him away from Kal and directs his attention to Ice who is trying to get into the ring. "See that? Now go do your job." Twist tells Mayfair before sending him off to get Ice back out on the ring apron. As soon as he sees Mayfair actually do this, Steve joins in choking Sparco with his boot and allows Killa to move to the ring apron. "The Aphotic Rose" keeps this choke applied a little longer prior to lifting Sparco to his feet and placing him in a headlock where he sticks his thumb into Sparco's eye. Sparco flails around in pain from this, but Twist keeps his back to Mayfair so the ref can't tell what the GWA Grand Champion is doing. The fans in the crowd protest, trying to get Mayfair to figure it out, but right when he moves around to see what Twist is doing the champ lets go of the headlock and tags Killa back in.

Upon bringing Sparco back to a vertical base for his partner, Steve gets back out on the ring apron where the crowd threatens him. Ignoring them, the champ looks on as Killa goes over near Ice and taunts him by bringing Sparco near Ice prior to knocking him to the canvas with a EuroCut and dragging him to the middle of the ring for a cover, 1...2...Sparco kicks out. Ripping Sparco back up off the mat, Kal then whips him across the ring before delivering a huge Spinebuster that nearly drives Sparco through the ring. "Stunt 313!" Kal shouts as he removes his wristband, only to shake his head and place it back on his wrist before going to finish the move. What Killa doesn't expect is, as he goes to drive his fist into his opponent's face, Sparco rolls swiftly out of the way and makes a crawl for his corner. "Oh hell no!" Killa shouts as he grabs onto Sparco's leg and gets to his feet while Gillath gets to one leg. Being busy shaking his possibly sprained wrist out, Kal barely notices when Sparco tries to hit him with an Enziguri. At the last second Killa brings his arm up to block it prior to grabbing both of Sparco's legs and hoisting him up off the canvas and onto his shoulders. This display of strength, even for a man the size of Kal, is still impressive as he walks back towards the AoA corner where Twist is perched on the top for the two to hit a FLYING KNEE/POWERBOMB COMBO!! Steve makes sure to block Ice's path as Killa goes for a cover, 1...2...2.5...Sparco kicks out! Even after eating such a high impact move, Sparco shows he won't go down as Killa hauls him to his feet again. "FINISH HIM!" Twist screams, only to get a kick to the back of the head by Ice that takes Steve down. Kal shoves Sparco out of the way as he meets Ice in the center of the ring. Taking a stiff kick to the ribs from the "Silver Flame", Killa just smirks before bashing Ice in the side of the head with an elbow and following up with a kick to the gut to place him in a standing head scissors. "The Hollywood Highlight" isn't able to lift Ice onto his shoulders however, as Sparco rushes across the ring and jumps over the body of his partner to hit Ice with a Leg Lariat! Killa staggers backwards from this as Sparco grabs him by the wrist and shoves him into the ropes while Ice gets set up near the opposite ropes. Sparco then whips Kal across the ring as Ice goes to hit him with the ICEBERG SPE-NO!

Steve tackles Ice to the canvas and rakes his eyes as Killa keeps going to rebound off the opposite ropes and comes back at Sparco with a Lariat! Ducking down, Sparco runs under this and to the ropes Kal just came off of as the Apostle grabs onto the near ropes to stop himself. With a full head of steam Sparco takes a flying leap at Killa and slams him in the face with a Forearm Smash that nearly sends Killa over the ropes and out of the ring. After allowing Kal to stumble forward to the center of the ring, "The Prolixus" jumps up onto the back of Killa to place him in an inverted facelock to hit he CARDIAC ARRE-NO! Twist, who has shoved Ice out of the ring yet again, rips Sparco off of Kal and slams him in the side of the head with several chops as Killa then tears Sparco's head off with a LARIATOOOO!! Cover, 1...2...2.5...Sparco kicks out! "******** this!" Killa yells as he shoves Mayfair away and brings Sparco up to hit him with the FUTURESEX/LOVEDRIVER!!! Placing his foot over the body of Sparco, Kal raises his arm in the air as Mayfair counts, 1...2...2.9...3!!!

Roselyn Peters: "And here are your winners of the first fall, the Apostles of Amaranthine..."

Seeing that Sparco can barely move after getting dropped with that move, Killa picks him up and throws him into his corner prior to calling for Ice to step into the ring with "The Main Event." The "Silver Flame" is more than happy to until he is mowed down by a EuroCut from his opponent. "I'm not waiting all day for your punk a**." Killa tells Ice as he stands back up to his feet and ******** Kal up with a kick directly to the face. This doesn't sit well with Killa who finds himself on his a** from this kick, the crowd cheering for his opponent doing this to him. Standing back up, Killa then hits Ice with a EuroCut which is given a receipt of a kick as the two trade strikes back and forth. Neither can seem to get the advantage as they hit double digits, but Killa has had enough as he dodges a kick from Ice before throwing him across the ring with a Release German Suplex! Even after being dropped with this move, Ice gets back to his feet willing to fight, that is until Steve grabs him in a Sleeper while still out on the ring apron. Ice struggles for a second before elbowing Twist hard in the nose and breaks the sleeper before turning around and hitting him hard in the nose with a stiff right hand. After he is satisfied, he turns around right into another EuroCut! Again it drops Ice to the mat giving Kal the upper hand. Killa Kal grabs the "Silver Flame" back up and whips him into the ropes hard, waiting for him to come back before slaughtering him with a big lariat that turns Ice inside out. Killa Kal covers Ice looking for the quick second victory for the AoA but Ice defiantly kicks out after a short 2 count. Kal doesn’t seem too distraught about this though seeing as it's still pretty much 2 on 1 and grabs Ice dragging him over to their corner for a tag out to the GWA Grand Champion.

Twist enters the ring and goes right to work on Ice, twisting his left arm into a hammerlock position before delivering a big elbow into the shoulder of Ice. Ice cries out in pain and stumbles forward holding his shoulder as Twist hits the back ropes, coming back and nailing Ice in the shoulder again with a big Dropkick. This knocks Ice off of his feet and does even more damage to the left shoulder of Ice. Twist sits on the lower back of Ice and wrenches his arm back twisting it at a sick angle, pulling at his shoulder. Twist jerks his shoulder as far as he can and then starts to smash at Ice's shoulder with hard forearm shots again and again. Twist gets up off of the former number one contender and begins to stomp the "Silver Flame" again and again in the shoulder trying to soften it up as much as possible. After Twist gets bored with this he lifts Ice back to his feet and delivers a couple of slaps to his face before whipping him into the ropes and waiting for him to come back only for him to nail another dropkick this time to the front of Ice's shoulder. Ice once again falls to the mat holding his shoulder in pain. Twist doesn't let him rest for long as he picks him back up to his feet and again goes back to demoralizing him by planting slap after slap to the face of the "Silver Flame." After about the fifth slap, Ice puts his arm up to block the next one and then delivers a big forearm to the face of the Champ. Twist is caught off guard by this and is left wide open for another forearm shot, and another, before Ice grabs the Champ and whips him into the far ropes. Ice waits for Twist to run the ropes and comes back and is about to leap into the air for a dropkick of his own but Killa Kal enters the ring and NAILS ICE WITH A EUROCUT TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD. Ice stumbles forward and right into a running DDT by Twist that plants the "Silver Flame."

After almost knocking Ice out, Twist stands back up and tags in his partner to keep them both fresh. Kal enters the ring and picks up where Twist left off by stretching the hell out of Ice's arm before dropping a knee right into it. Ice cries out in pain as Kal does this twice more before backing off of the Silver Flame for a second. Ice manages to get to his feet and turns around just in time to lure Kal into a drop toe hold. Killa Kal hits the mat hard and Ice rolls around to get into position to smash the side of Kal's head with a few big knees before standing up and kicking the hell out of Kal, causing Kal to roll over onto his stomach and out of the ring. Ice sees this as his big chance to turn the tide in this match and sprints at Twist before NAILING THE ARCTIC FLASH sending him flying off of the ring apron. Ice then hits the back ropes and comes sprinting forward and diving in-between the ropes for a big TOPE SUICIDA-KAL DUCKS IT! Ice misses his target and flies head first into the metal guard rail. Kal smirks as he gets to his feet and sees the "Silver Flame" lying on the ground holding his face. A couple of fans sitting out front are trying to encourage Ice to get to his feet but Kal walks right up and shoves the fans away before grabbing Ice and rolling him back into the ring. "The Highlight" follows Ice back into the ring and goes right back to work on his shoulder, lifting him up to his feet and twisting Ice's arm into an overhead wrist lock. Kal bends Ice back before tripping out his legs from under him and putting all his weight into the hold bashing Ice's shoulder. Ice cries out and rolls away from Kal holding his shoulder again. Kal smirks again and taunts the crowd pointing at Ice and saying "You idiots cheer for him?" This gets the crowd going and they boo loudly at the Highlight. Kal shrugs them off and turns around just in time to cut off Ice as he goes for a lariat by nailing a deep Arm Drag right into an Armbar. Kal stretches Ice's shoulder again before lifting him back up still in the hold, and then dropping him right back to the mat with a big impact Armbar takedown that sends shockwaves through the shoulder of the "Silver Flame."

Killa Kal gets back up and tags in his partner Steve Twist who is visibly pissed about the surprise Arctic Flash from Ice earlier. Twist grabs Ice and before grabbing his arm and pulling his shoulder into the shoulder of Ice hard before taking a step back and doing it again. After about the third one Twist pushes Ice into the corner and knees him in the face hard to stun him before grabbing his arm, turning around, and snapping it hard against his own shoulder causing Ice to cry out again. Twist does this twice more and at this point Ice's shoulder is has been torn to pieces. Twist ends his barrage by armdragging Ice back out to the middle of the ring and hooking his leg looking for the second and final pin of the match up. Mayfair is only able to get his hand down twice before Ice kicks up. Twist, having met Ice in the ring before, isn't too surprised about this and lifts him up to his feet where he attempts to Irish Whip the "Silver Flame" into the ropes. Ice shows once again how much heart he has and counters this sending Twist into the ropes. Steve runs the cables and comes back only to counter an Armdrag attempt by nailing Ice in the face and then switching sides, locking his left shoulder and arm behind him and hooking in an abdominal stretch. The abdominal stretch, while designed to target the abs of an opponent, also stretches out their shoulder as well depending on how hard it's locked in and Twist knows this being the veteran that he is. Ice cries out in pain and crowd begins to cheer for him to break out of the hold as Twist reaches back with his other hand and pulls the shoulder farther back trying to dislocate it. Ice clinches his teeth and looks to be about ready to tap when SPARCO COMES OUT OF NOWHERE AND DELIVERS A BIG FLYING LEG LARIAT TO TWIST.

Dar looks down at Twist for a few moments, observing his leader in the shattered remains of the table, then turns and walks back over to where the title belt had dropped onto the mat as Twist got Spear'd, picking it up and looking over the title for several moments. Finally, Dar turns and walks over to hand it out to an official, picking up the microphone as well and turning back towards the entrance.

"Riona, come on ou-"

Dar cuts himself off as he sees Riona already standing in the entrance aisle, apparently having come out to watch the excitement. The Celestial Trigger quickly starts to head down towards the ring, looking ready to get into this match. Dar quickly hands the microphone out, then pulls off his t-shirt, tossing it to the outside as Roselyn enters the ring to do her announcements.

"The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is to determine the Number One Contender for the GWA Grand Championship, with a sixty minute time limit! Your referee is Peter London."

The crowd doesn't even bother to show their typical hostility to London tonight, too excited for this match as Dar begins to stretch out, waiting for Riona to come to the ring.

"Introducing first, on her way to the ring...From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania...The Celestial Trigger...RIONA LANGLY!!!"

Riona gets a pretty good reaction from the crowd, cheering loudly for her as she slides into the ring and stands up to throw her arms out to the side in the crucifix position, looking over towards Dar. Despite the shockwave the Samoan has created tonight, the look she gives him shows that she isn't just going to let him win this match.

"And her opponent...From American Samoa, weighing in at two hundred ninety pounds...'GENERALLY HOSTILE' DARSON GRAYS!!!"

Dar throws his arms up in the air at the announcement of his name, then drops them, quickly shaking his head back and forth, rolling his shoulders as Roselyn exits the ring. London seems eager to get the match underway, quickly asking the two of them if they're ready to begin, then steps back and calls for the bell. At the same time, several officials begin carrying Twist to the back, the crowd booing him the entire way as he passes.

DING DING DING!!!

The crowd is solidly behind Dar as the match begins, likely due to his recent dissension towards the Apostles. The Samoan seems very happy to hear it, turning and pumping his arm up in the air, prompting the crowd to cheer even louder. Riona still has a noticeable section going her way, but this seems to be Dar's crowd tonight as the two begin to circle one another, the fans beginning a slow clap. Soon, the two start to go for a Knucklelock, but Riona backs off at the last second, deciding not to get into a test of strength with Dar. The two continue to circle for a few more moments, testing the waters with their opponent until finally moving in for a lock up again. This time, Riona ducks under Dar's arms, sliding in behind him and picking one of his legs out to bring him down to one knee, quickly pulling him into an Abdominal Stretch. Rather than locking her arms, though, Riona focuses on grinding her forearm against the side of Dar's face, pushing his neck down. Dar soon turns around in the hold, though, Riona quickly pulling him into a Double Underhook to keep him from attacking, but the Samoan manages to pull out, getting behind Riona and pulling her into a Reverse Waistlock. The Celestial Trigger sits out immediately, rolling out of Dar's hold and up to her feet, getting some distance between the two of them as the crowd cheers, excited for this match. Pretty soon, the two lock up again, Dar quickly going for a Side Headlock, but Riona fights with it, both of them working hard to try and get the advantage of this grapple. Finally, Riona moves behind Dar to break it up and get him in a Reverse Waistlock, but Dar quickly widens his base, starting to pull her arms out, only for Riona to trip him down onto the mat, turning her body to get him in a Front Facelock.

Dar manages to twist out of it, but before he can get Riona in a hold of his own, she's rolling away, standing up as the Samoan does. Dar seems a little lost, these amateur wrestling sequences not really getting him anywhere with a technician like Riona. Finally, the two move in to lock up once again, but this time the two pick up the pace, rolling and twisting out of holds almost as quickly as they're applied, never getting more than an amateur lock on their opponent, not really able to work any body part. Pretty soon, the action moves to the ropes, and in her haste to get out of a hold, Riona falls through the ropes with Dar still holding on! The two don't seem to be too damaged by the fall, however, getting up AND CONTINUING TO CHAIN WRESTLE ON THE FLOOR! The GWA crowd of course bursts into cheers for this, pounding the barriers as the two get back up to their feet, still countering basic holds, often running into the guard rail in their haste. Finally, Riona seemingly starts to get an advantage, pulling Dar into a Side Headlock and bashing him with a forearm, but Dar suddenly shoves her off and tackles her to the ground, continuing the wrestling there. Finally, Peter London comes over and tells the two to break it up, wanting the match back in the ring. The two seem to be at a stalemate at this point anyway, backing off from one another. Dar looks around the area, seeming to just now realize that he's not in the ring, looking over towards a fan. "Was I just chain wrestling on the floor?" The fan nods emphatically, the Samoan slapping his palm to his forehead. "Christ. I'm Samoan, not British." The two roll back into the ring, standing up and looking towards each other, jerking forward as if to go for another lockup, but then breaking apart again, Dar shaking his head as he walks back towards his corner, seemingly rethinking his strategy in this match. The crowd seems to be in a good mood tonight, laughing at Dar's exasperation with the chain wrestling.

Another slow clap starts up as the two begin circling once again, Riona offering up a Knucklelock this time. Dar accepts, the two moving into it, only for Riona to quickly twist Dar's arms up around his head in a Japanese Stranglehold. The height difference and the sheer size of Dar's arms make it a little difficult for her to keep it up, though, and the Samoan soon twists back out of it, turning the Knucklelock into a regular grapple and forcing her back into the ropes. London calls for the break, Dar slowly pushing away, then backing off completely, giving the Celestial Trigger a clean break. Another grapple leads to Riona pulling Dar up into a Full Nelson, Dar once again taking advantage of the size and strength difference to break one half of it and pull them both over to the ropes so that he can get a break. Riona gives him the same courtesy, stepping back without another attack. The two lock up once more, Dar pushing Riona back into the ropes again. But Riona seems to be getting pretty tired of all these stalemates, finally hitting Dar with a hard forearm to the jaw. Dar stumbles out away from the ropes in surprise, Riona quickly grabbing him from behind and pulling him down in a Reverse DDT! The Samoan rolls to the outside after that, Riona quickly following him out and hitting him with a European Uppercut as he turns around, sending him back into the ring barrier. Dar isn't able to get his wits together before he's hit with another one, stumbling back away from Riona. The Celestial Trigger grabs his arm, whipping him towards the barrier, but Dar manages to get his foot up and stop himself, quickly turning around and blowing a charging Riona away with a Big Boot! Riona collapses down to the ground, the crowd burst into cheers at the counter, Dar seeming to have gotten back in the game now. Turning around, the Samoan encourages the cheers from the crowd for a moment before reaching down and hauling Riona up to her feet to roll her back into the ring.

Riona ends up on all fours, starting to get back up, but Dar quickly comes over to club a forearm down into her back, following it up with a swift kick to the side and pulling her up to her feet, knocking her into the ropes with an elbow. Dar goes to whip her across the ring, but Riona stops herself at the full extension, quickly pulling Dar forward into a Back Elbow. Riona runs back to the ropes, but Dar ducks out of the way just in time on her return, spinning around as she comes off the opposite set and taking her down with a ROARING ELBOW! Riona goes down quickly, Dar dropping over her for a pin. "1..." KICKOUT OF DISRESPECT! Dar looks a little annoyed at that, taking a lot of pride in his elbows, reaching down and lifting Riona up to her feet, only to get pulled into a Side Headlock. Riona throws a punch straight into Dar's face from there, Dar dropping down to his knees and holding his nose, but Riona quickly follows it up with a stomp to the side of his head, sending him stumbling back towards the ropes. Riona pushes him up against the ropes, then whips him across the ring, bending down and managing to get him up for a Back Body Drop, crying out in exertion. While Dar doesn't go very high with the move, it's still effective, the Samoan slamming down hard on the canvas. Riona pulls him back up to his feet, then shoves him into the ropes, wrapping his arm up in them as London tries to get a break. Finally, Riona backs off, but only after sufficiently getting Dar's arm tangled. This stops the count, and allows her to go right into kicking the arm, Dar cringing as pain shoots up the limb. Luckily, he has the rope break count on his side, as Riona is forced to back off by London. The ref helps Dar get his arm out of the ropes, the Samoan clutching it close to his body, but Riona quickly pulls it out into an Armbar, taking it over her shoulder and bringing it down hard with an Armbreaker, Dar dropping to one knee and cringing in pain. Riona pulls him back up, taking his arm over for another Armbreaker, but doesn't let go this time, instead twisting it up behind him in a Hammerlock before pulling him into a Reverse Facelock with her free arm, dropping down for a Reverse Facelock Backbreaker, but also driving Dar's arm down into her leg, doubling the damage. Dar is obviously in pain now, holding his arm tightly, but Riona drops over him and hooks his leg for a pin. "1...2" Dar kicks out.

Riona doesn't let up, though, covering him again, but this time pushing her knee down into his arm. "1...2" Dar kicks out again, but Riona doesn't give up, shoving her forearm down into his face this time to add to the pin. "1...2" Dar kicks out, showing that he isn't going to be going down easily in a match this important. Riona grabs his arm, twisting it around and pulling him back up to his feet with the Armbar applied, pulling his arm back, then jerking and twisting it so hard that Dar flips forward onto his back! Obviously this puts a huge strain on his arm, making the Samoan cry out before Riona drops down and hooks his arm between her legs, using her knees as well as her hand to twist the joint on the mat. Dar tries to fight out of it, throwing knees into her back, but Riona ignores it the best she can, finally beginning to taunt the Samoan. "Come on, Dar, you can do better than that!" Dar responds with a chop, then another knee, alternating the strikes. Riona seems to be feeling these a bit more, but keeps up with the hold, calling out to Dar again. "Those are lapdog chops! Come on!" Dar slaps her hard across the face this time, stunning Riona long enough for him to throw a knee into her, this time connecting quite hard with it into her lower back. Riona falls forward, cringing in pain, but keeps the hold up, finally standing up and pulling Dar into a seated position with the Armbar, stomping on the back of his head before letting go. Riona comes back to pull Dar up to his feet in a Double Underhook, seeming to be trying to lift him up for a Butterfly Suplex. Dar seems to be a bit too heavy for her, not to mention him constantly lowering his base to avoid it, finally bending down and lifting Riona up on his back, falling backwards to smash her beneath him, the crowd cheering loudly for the show of strength from the Samoan. Dar quickly bridges up to follow with a pin. "1...2..." Riona kicks out. She still holds on to the Double Underhook, though, allowing Dar to just roll back over to bridge again. "1...2" Riona kicks out. Dar tries again. "1...2" Riona kicks out, this time rolling all the way over to avoid another pin, leaving them both facing down with her still holding the Double Underhook. Riona slowly pulls them both back up to their feet, swinging her knee right up into Dar's mid-section to stun him, doing this again before dropping back for a Double-Arm DDT!

The crowd cheers for Riona's tenacity if nothing else, Dar holding onto the back of his neck as she walks over to roll Dar onto his stomach via his arm, laying it flat on the canvas and stomping down hard on it, leaving her foot there and pushing her weight onto it, sending pain shooting up through the limb. Finally, she gets off, laying in one last stomp before letting Dar roll away, clutching his arm. Riona doesn't wait long, though, pulling him back up to his feet and cranking his arm around in anothe Armbar, but this time mustering up all her strength, jerking it hard with one final twist, the crowd gasping in shock as a "CRACK" sound is heard. Dar cries out in pain, falling down to one knee. Riona shoves him down with another stomp to the shoulder, Dar quickly rolling out onto the apron and holding his arm, the crowd looking worried now. Riona isn't about to let up, however, walking over to the ropes and pulling Dar up to his feet, twisting his arm around again and pulling it over with an Armbreaker over the ropes! Dar drops down to one knee, almost falling off the apron. Riona quickly pulls him back up, though, this time tucking him in for a suplex, attempting to lift him up and into the ring. Riona actually manages to get Dar off his feet once, but the momentum of him coming back down turns out to be a huge catastrophe for her, as Dar uses that to lift her up for a SUPLEX TO THE OUTSIDE!!! The crowd bursts into cheers as Riona collapses down on her back to the floor, crying out and arching up in pain. Dar quickly moves down from the apron, still holding his arm, but recognizing his chance now. Dar quickly moves over to kick Riona hard on the back, the Celestial Trigger shooting out with a kick to his knee in retaliation. Dar backs up a few steps, but then suddenly drops down, grabbing Riona and throwing some FIERCE KNEES into her lower back! The crowd cringes at the strikes, but Dar stops at three of them, pulling her back up and managing to lift her up for a Backbreaker. It obviously hurts Dar's arm to do the lifting, but he doesn't have to get her up very high for the move, and Riona doesn't weigh nearly as much as Dar's normal opponents. Dar hauls her back up, this time lifting her up far enough with a cry of pain slam her down with a BACKBREAKER ON THE GUARD RAIL!!!

Dar seems to be getting pumped up now despite the pain in his arm, throwing his good one up in the air as the crowd cheers. Dar reaches down and lifts Riona up again, holding her horizontally this time and charging forward to SLAM HER BACK-FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST! Dar doesn't drop her, despite the shock going through his arm, walking over to the barrier and lifting her up for a BODYSLAM ON THE GUARD RAIL!!! The Samoan is paying back every attack to his arm now, Riona lying dazed on the floor. Dar reaches down and pulls her back up to her feet, rolling her into the ring and following in to pull Riona onto her side, pushing one knee up against her lower back and reaching down to stretch her across it, hyperextending her back. Riona cringes in pain, trying to twist out of the hold, but finds she's locked in pretty tight. Slowly, she tucks one leg back behind her, finally managing to get it hooked beside Dar's leg, scissoring it between her legs and rolling to the side to twist it out from under him, bringing him onto his stomach. Riona quickly gets a hold of his leg, pulling it up and then simply dropping back into a Half Crab! Riona manages to get quite a bit of crank on this, using both her hands at first to pull back just above Dar's knee, stretching out his hamstring. The Samoan finds this painful, but once Riona reaches back with one arm and bars his arm beside his leg, the hold becomes much more excruciating. Riona hooks both his leg and his arm together to keep them locked with one arm, using the other to reach back and dig her knuckles across the side of his face. Dar jerks away at this, pulling his arm out of Riona's hold and causing her to break it completely, standing up and hitting a quick stomp to his shoulder. Dar cringes for a moment, but then suddenly turns and swings an elbow into her lower back, sending her crashing down to the mat, though Dar seems to have hurt himself with that too, holding his arm as Riona arches up in pain. Dar doesn't let up, though, throwing two swift kicks into Riona's lower back before pulling her back up to her feet, slamming her back down to the mat with a Released Uranage, once again targeting the back. The Samoan then reaches down, grabbing Riona to roll her onto her stomach, quickly dropping down over her back and reaching up to hook her arms, locking his hands beneath her chin and sitting back into a CAMEL CLUTCH!

While a basic move, it's obviously effective in this situation, Riona crying out in pain as she gets stretched out into it, unable to really move anywhere in the hold. Meanwhile, Dar yanks back on her chin, sending shockwaves of pain down her back and looking quite happy with himself. "GONNA MAKE THIS b***h HUMBLE!" The crowd bursts into cheers for that, Dar pulling back harder for the hold. Riona knows she can't get to the ropes like this, and slowly starts to shift herself up, getting onto her knees, then slowly inching her way forward through Dar's legs. Finally, Riona manages to kick her legs out and land in a seated position in front of Dar, but the Samoan suddenly drives his knee up into her back, changing the move into a Rear Chinlock. Riona can get out of this one much easier, however, tearing away at one of Dar's arms until it finally comes loose, then quickly rolling herself over to the side, wringing Dar's arm in the process and bringing him down to the mat in the process, quickly turning her body to twist it up in a Hammerlock! Riona then flips herself forward, bridging the move. Already, it seems like she might fall down, pain shooting through her back in the process, but she keeps it up as long as she can, knowing that this hold will do some great damage to the Samoan's arm. Unfortunately for her, Dar is much closer to the ropes than she is, shifting himself back just far enough to get a foot on the bottom rope. Riona drops out of the bridge right away, giving her back a rest, but takes her sweet time letting go of the Hammerlock. Dar is the first one up to his feet, Riona's back giving her trouble with getting to a vertical base now, reaching down to pull her up from behind. Riona lashes out with a Mule Kick to his knee, turning and bashing him with a back elbow to the temple. Dar backs off, holding his head in pain, but Riona drops back down to all fours, her back still hurting. Dar quickly comes back and lifts her up from behind again, the Celestial Trigger connecting with another Mule Kick, but Dar ducks the Back Elbow this time, grabbing both her arms and pulling them up across her neck, falling back into the HOSTILEPLEX!!!

The crowd cheers loudly for that, Riona flopping over onto her stomach and holding the back of her neck. Dar isn't about to let up, though, getting back up after a few moments and walking over to kick Riona in the back again, not letting up on that body part. Riona suddenly rolls over to a seated position, looking up and yelling at Dar, egging him on. "Those are p***y kicks, Dar!" The Samoan responds with another snapped kick to her back, but Riona only winces, continuing to taunt him. Finally, after two more kicks and no negative reaction, Dar suddenly drops down, shoving Riona onto her side and busting out the KNEEEEEEEEEE STRIIIIIIIIIIIIKES TO HER LOWER BACK!!! The crowd is up on their feet, cheering ridiculously loudly as Dar drives the strikes into Riona's spine, the Celestial Trigger obviously regretting her taunts. Dar finally stands up after delivering about six of the strikes, scraping his boot off the side of her head and turning out to the crowd, throwing his arms out to the side and roaring, the crowd responding with a huge wave of cheers, finally able to support the Samoan's brutality once again. Finally, Dar turns and drops over Riona for a pin, hooking her leg. "1...2...THR-NOOO!!!" Riona manages to get a shoulder up, the crowd looking a little shocked at that, having expected that last flurry to be the end of things. Dar doesn't seem as surprised as the crowd, though, seeming to recognize that Riona is going to give everything she has. Dar stands up, starting to pull her up by her head, but Riona suddenly grabs Dar's, slamming her head forward in a Headbutt! Dar steps back once, but then quickly grabs Riona, hitting her with a Headbutt of his own, sending her reeling. The Samoan pulls her back up, shoving her back into the corner and bashing her with a hard elbow to the jaw. Dar pulls Riona down to drape her horizontally across the middle ropes, pushing down on her neck and arching her back over the ropes. As the DQ count starts, he slams his elbow down into her stomach, doing this twice more before backing off just in time to avoid the end of the count.

Dar walks back away from the corner as Riona slumps down to a seated position in it, cringing constantly now. Dar walks over towards the other side of the ring, then makes a spinning motion with his forearms, the crowd immediately getting up as he charges across the ring into the DAI BOSO-NOOO!!! Riona swings her leg up, connecting the sole of her boot with the top of Dar's head just as he goes to bend down into the somersault. Dar stumbles back, doubled over, but doesn't fall over, instead shambling forward right into another boot to the head, this one nearly sending him down to the mat as he sways from side to side. Riona pulls herself up, taking a deep breath before shifting herself up onto the second rope, straightening up just in time to dive off for a FLYING FOREARM! Dar goes down hard from this one, Riona slowly pushing herself back up to her feet, looking pissed off now. One hand goes to her lower back, hunched over a little from the pain, but obviously not ready to back out. The Celestial Trigger pulls Dar back upto his feet, slamming a forearm up into his jaw with a EuroCut! Dar stumbles back a few steps, but walks forward right into a vicious forearm, sending him stumbling back towards the ropes. As he comes back off of them, Riona spins around, knocking him clean off his feet with a ROARING FOREARM!!! The Samoan gets felled like a huge redwood, dropping to the mat as Riona falls over him for a pin. "1...2...TH-NO!" Dar kicks out, not about to lose to the strikes. Riona looks over towards London for a few moments, but apparently decides not to argue with it, instead moving to the ropes, taking a deep breath before flinging herself up onto them, springboarding back and spinning around for the ANGELIC EUPHORIA!!! Riona lands the Moonsault perfectly, dropping over Dar hard and quickly hooking a leg to follow up. "1...2...TH-NO!" Again, Dar manages to kick out, denying Riona the win. The crowd lets out a sigh of relief at this, worried that that might have been the end. Riona tries again, this time digging her forearm down into Dar's face along with the hooked leg. "1...2...TH-NO!" Dar kicks out once again.

Riona pulls him back up once more, hitting him with another EuroCut to keep him stunned. From there, Riona whips him across the ring into the corner, Dar wincing as he hits the turnbuckles. Riona quickly charges forward, only to receive a Back Elbow to the face, sending her stumbling back out towards the middle of the ring. Dar follows her, pulling her around into a Front Facelock, lifting her up in the air for a suplex...then turning her around for the WAKE UP SCREA-NO! RIONA SLIDES DOWN HIS BACK TO DROP INTO THE DETONATOR!!! The crowd gasps in shock at that, Riona's knees connecting up where Dar's neck meets his shoulders, the Samoan in obvious pain now. Riona slowly moves out from beneath him, rolling him over into a pinning position and hooking his leg. "1...2...THR-NOOO! HAND ON THE ROPES!" The crowd lets out a sigh of relief, Riona looking over towards the ropes and cursing rather loudly. Riona looks down at Dar for a few moments, then up at the nearby corner, seeming to have a plan. She lifts Dar up once again, this time turning him to face towards the ropes, taking a few deep breaths before attempting to lift him up onto the top rope. Her back immediately sends pain shooting up through her spine, however, halting her efforts. Stepping back she takes a quick shot to his lower back with her forearm, wanting to make sure the Samoan stays stunned. Riona just can't lift Dar up any further, however. Suddenly, Dar turns and bashes Riona with an elbow, throwing a second to send her stumbling backwards. It seems the Samoan has a similar idea to Riona's, however, quickly turning to climb up the ropes, but as he gets up onto the top one, Riona quickly charges forward, bashing him with another forearm to the lower back. Grabbing the top rope, she pulls herself up, standing on the second one and pulling Dar's arms up in a Full Nelson, jumping up for a TOP ROPE DETONAT-NOOO!!! DAR GRABS HER LEGS AND FALLS BACK FOR AN AVALANCHE PIGGYBACK SLAM!!! Dar throws himself backwards off the top, tilting himself back and risking his own health to crash Riona down on the back of her neck and shoulders, his full weight crushing down on top of her. The crowd gets up off their feet, Dar remaining on Riona for the pin. "ONE...TWO...THR-NOOOO!!!" Somehow, Riona manages to throw her shoulder up off the mat, barely avoiding the three count.

Dar slowly stands up, looking down at Riona and baring his teeth, the Chips Ahoy Samurai eagerly shouting out "ANGERUUUU!!!" Dar turns at that, calling for the end as he climbs out to the apron, then up the turnbuckles, turning out towards the crowd and pointing before turning and flipping off into the SENTON BOOO-NOOO!!! Riona is up, throwing her shoulder into Dar's stomach and jerking the ropes to crotch him. The Celestial Trigger takes a few deep breaths, leaning over the ropes and holding her back, her pants having a very pained tinge in them. Finally, she climbs to the outside, climbing up to stand behind Dar on the second ropes. Pulling him up and into a Full Nelson, she sends a knee into his back, then stands up onto the top rope, flinging both of them off into a TWISTING DETONATOR OFF THE TOP!!! The crowd is already up on their feet, suddenly bursting into cheers and pounding the barriers wildly, staring a "HOLY s**t" chant immediately. Along with the huge damage this does to Dar, Riona finds herself in a truckload of pain as well, having fallen on her back from the top rope. Slowly, she pushes Dar off of her, then takes a few deep breaths before rolling him onto his back, laying over him in a lateral press for the pin. "ONE...TWO...THR-NOOOO!!!" Somehow, Dar manages to get a shoulder up, denying Riona the win she needs so badly. Riona slowly sits back, shaking her head and letting out a frustrated sigh, wondering what she has to do to put the Samoan away. However, it seems she has an idea this time, pushing Dar onto his stomach and reaching down, abruptly hooking both his arm and his kneck, wrenching back in a FUJIWARA ARMBAR PAINKILLER!!! The crowd immediately jumps to their feet, Riona having encircled her arms around Dar's injured arm and his neck, wrenching up and back on both, sending the pressure all the way through his neck and shoulder joints, the Samoan crying out in pain. The Riona fans in the crowd immediately start screaming for him to "TAAAAAAP", while the rest of the fans start up a "PLEASE DON'T TAP" chant, Riona ignoring both and just wrenching back as hard as she can with the hold. Dar seems to be fading out, holding his arm above the mat and crying out in pain every time she jerks back, but shakes his head every time London asks if he wants to give up. Finally, Dar starts to shift to one side, Riona doing everything she can to prevent it. But just as it seem his hand might drop...DAR GETS A FOOT ON THE ROPES!!!

The crowd calms back down at that, most glad to see that that wasn't the end. Riona, however, isn't very happy at all, quickly pulling Dar away from the ropes and pushing his legs up in a Roll-Up! "ONE...TWO...THR-NOOO!!!" Dar kicks out, the pain from that last submission not enough to get him to remain down for the pin. Riona pulls him back up once again, this time bending him over backwards into a Reverse Facelock, throwing one arm out to the side and calling for the end. The crowd goes silent as she swings her arm back, reaching down to sling him up for the BOMB DROPPER REMI-NOOOO!!! Dar blocks it, elbowing Riona in the stomach enough times to get her to loosen the hold, allowing him to turn himself over, pulling out of the hold and pulling Riona straight into a knee into her stomach, shooting his hand out to lock around her throat and lifting her up for the NODOWA OTOSHIIIII!!! Riona gets slammed down hard, Dar doubling over and resting his hands on his knees, breathing heavily now. Finally, though, he stands up and draws his thumb across his throat, reaching down and pulling Riona up into a Standing Head Scissors, throwing his arms out to the side and yelling "X-DRILLAAAAAHHHH!!!" The crowd bursts into cheers as Dar goes down to flip Riona up, but she pulls away at the last second, only to get an elbow to the face. Dar then quickly spins around for a ROARING EL-NO! Riona blocks it with her forearms, Dar backing up a step, but then suddenly catching her off-guard with a Burning Elbow Smash with his good arm! Riona stumbles back into the ropes, Dar ignoring the pain in his arm enough to spin around and take her down with the ROARING BACK ELBOOOOWWWW!!! Dar drops to one knee, holding his arm close to his body and gasping in pain, but slowly lets it go, knowing he has to finish this match. Reaching down, he pulls Riona back up, this time setting her up in a Standing Head Scissors instead, but pulling both her arms across her body in a Straightjacket position, flipping her up onto one shoulder and running out towards the middle of the ring to bring her down in the ACHERON BOMB!!! Riona lands hard on her back, Dar pushing himself forward over her for a pin. "ONE...TWO...THR-NOOOOOOOOO!!!" Riona gets a shoulder up against all logic, the crowd staring in shock as Dar slowly rolls off of her, running his hands back through his hair and shaking his head in disbelief.

Once again, Dar gets up, looking down at Riona for several moments before pulling her up to her feet, bashing her with a quick elbow before pulling her down into another Standing Head Scissors. Grabbing a hold of her waist, he flips her up onto one shoulder, letting her fall down into position for the X-DRILLAAAAAAAA-NOOOO!!! RIONA HOOKS DAR'S ARM WITH HER LEGS AND FALLS BACK INTO A CROSS ARMBREAKER!!! The crowd is up on their feet as Riona locks in the hold, hanging vertically off of Dar's arm as he drops down to one knee, crying out in pain as his arm is put in this lock. Riona pushes off his shoulder with her legs, hyperextending his arm further and wrenching back on it as hard as she can, knowing that this may be her last chance. Dar has nowhere to go, the move locked in in the middle of the ring, leaving him defenseless against it. As the crowd cheers around him, though, he slowly starts to push himself up to his feet, yelling out in exertion as Riona's entire bodyweight hangs off his arm. However, once he gets her elevated off the mat, the Samoan suddenly unleashes a final volley against Riona's unprotected back - KNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE STRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKES!!!!!! Riona drops back down to the canvas to try and avoid it, but Dar uses his free arm to choke her down into the mat with his forearm, holding her in place as he throws the strikes into her spine. Finally, she releases the hold, dropping over onto her stomach and closing her eyes, seemingly unable to move. Dar drops onto his back, holding his arm and panting, the limb nearly useless now. But one last time, he pushes himself up to his feet, looking down at Riona and grabbing her with his free arm, hauling her up by her neck. Turning her away from him, he tucks his head down under her arm, pulling her back into the DANGEROUS BACKDROPPAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH-NOOOOO!!! Riona grabs the top rope, blocking the move. Dar tries his best to pull her out away from the ropes, but Riona seems to realize that this is her only chance to win. Unfortunately for her, it isn't enough, as the Samoan suddenly grabs the arm holding the ropes and pulls it down between her legs in a pumphandle position, swinging her up around into the TODOROKE TENKEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNN!!!!! The Super Natural Driver lands Riona directly on her head, the crowd up out of their seats once more as Dar rolls Riona onto her back and flops over her for the pin. "ONE...TWO...THREEEEE!!!"

The crowd lets out a final cheer as the match comes to an end, Dar slowly rolling off of Riona, holding his arm to his side and closing his eyes, breathing heavily. Finally, he begins to get up to his feet, looking up towards the ceiling for a few moments and smiling lightly. London moves over to stand beside him, making sure to grab his good arm and raising it up in the air, prompting more cheers from the crowd.

Roselyn: "Here is your winner and the Number One Contender for the GWA Grand Championship...DARSON GRAYS!!!"

Dar bends down a bit as his arm is released, still breathing pretty hard, but looks over towards Riona, who slowly starts to sit up from the mat. The Samoan watches her for a few more seconds, then walks across the ring, reaching down and holding his hand out to her. Riona looks up, narrowing her eyes at Dar for several moments...Then sighs, reaching out and grasping his hand, allowing him to pull her up to her feet. Dar doesn't let go of her hand, though, looking her in the eyes. Riona looks back, the two seeming to be staring each other down, but the Celestial Trigger finally relents, shaking Dar's hand before the Samoan turns and raises her arm up in the air, the crowd cheering even louder for the show of respect between the two.

SUMMARY OF DOOM~!:

- Twist, Killa, Revision come out and beat the piss out of Darson and Riona.
- Killa and Twist combine with a EuroCut/DREADED BLUE BOX combo to knock Darson loopy.
- The Apostles do the Three Kings proud by using the BOW DOWN~!!! on Riona.
- Riona is FIRED.
- Twist talks a lot as usual, tells Darson Grays to go ******** a coconut, announces the M J O L N I R card because he OWNS THIS ******** COMPANY!
- Kingdom of the Fearless