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( 1 ) Show opener New Superstar?

The DWA tournament night opens up with Van already standing inside the squared circle. Lilum and Anise get situated away not making there normal opening as Van is in the ring making his hype for tonight tournament on his own.

The camera zooms in on Van’s body as he smirks and begins to speak.

“Tonight is THE night as we finaly kick off DWA’s road to DATE WITH DESTINY. We have so many things in store for you this month, starting with a GIGANTIC signing of a superstar. Yes you heard that right, DWA was able to sign ANOTHER big name, and that person.. Will debut here tonight in DWA’S TOURNAMENT.” the fans explode in cheers as DWA just stepped up a notch in there roster as they sign another star, suddenly the chants DWA, DWA. Start up.

Van smirks as he looks around at the pleased crowd.

“Yes, yes, your one and only has managed to cut another deal for the benefit of DWA. And you will get to see that person tonight, and to express how big this star is I want to express how he has worked for both CTC, and GWA. This star is known world round and is a serious competitor for the DWA title. HE also has Held th-“

The lights dim down, a foggy mist spreading across the entrance ramp. The crowd roars with anticipation, knowing who is about to emerge. Suddenly, the opening chords to Disturbed's Ten Thousand Fists hits the PA, sparking the crowd into a frenzy. A motorcycle engine is revved, the words of the now famous theme song blast through the arena.

SURVIVOR

Pyros blast out along the sides of the entrance ramp, the crowd going nuts. The motorcycle engine is revved once again as the audience looks on, waiting for the imminent arrival of one of the biggest names in wrestling today.

SURVIVOR

With that, two pillars of fire burst up on the main platform of the entrance ramp, a dark figure on a motorbike soaring through the flames. The bike squeals to a stop mid-ramp, where the figure steps off to five a few fans. His long silver hair protrudes from his helmet, flowing beyond his neck. His eyes pierce through the helmet's shade, welcoming the fans' cheers.


One more goddamn day when I know what I want
And my want will be considered tonight, consider tonight
Just another day when all that I want
Will mark me as a sinner tonight, I'm a sinner tonight, yeah
lilum: “Making his way to the ring...he is the Original Legend of Shadows...err.. Shadow? But um why is he here? “

The figure removes his helmet, The crowd is going nuts, the arena is shaking, and the noise is deafening. Shadow walks back to his bike, taking a few t-shirts and hats and throwing them into the crowd. He mounts his motorcycle, riding down to the ring.

People can no longer cover their eyes
If this disturbs you then walk away
You will remember the night you were struck by the sight of
Ten Thousand fists in the air

He stops at the announce table, parking the motorcycle and dismounting, looking to the announcers. Lilum looks up with a smile on his face as anise scoffs. He climbs in between the top and middle ropes, heading for the northeast turnbuckle, tapping his chest twice with his left hand and pointing to the audience. The fans roar back in approval. He steps down, turning to face van who doesn’t look to impressed.

Shadow calls for a Microphone to which he is quickly tossed one.
Shadow-“ haha, hey there my main man, I just couldn’t with hold my excitement when I heard your announcement and just HAD to come out here to find out who you signed.”

Van-“ well Mr...CTC. *Van scoffs* it seems that you are just as everyone in the arena, when you want to know whom DWA has signed, well you like everyone in the arena must WAIT for his debut match later tonight.”

Shadow smirks and walks around the ring a tad.
Shadow-“wait? My good sir I don’t like to wait, but if you will not tell me whom you have signed I assume I will have to do just that. But that’s not the only thing im out here for. You see I have not been assigned anything to do, tonight. You my friend have not given me a match, nothing to strive off of, no poor sucka to beat. So I want to know if you have anything for me here tonight.”

Van smirks as we looks as Shadow and gains a Serious look on his face
Van-“Well we where short a few hot dog venders earlier, im sure you could help there. You know, we also need some security all is good.”

Shadow-“Enough of your s**t, first you Kick me from taking part on the tournament, then your basically put a damn Target on my back, you’ve left me off the card TWICE now. To top it all off you have a new star for god knows what reasons. As my name is Shadow Starr I refuse to take such blunt disrespect!”
Shadow looks to be getting ready for a physical fight here in the ring, Van smirks and doesn’t back down when Shadow looks him straight in the face, not daring to look away, as if his pride demanded it. Van wasn’t so determined as he turned around and made a slight chuckle speaking into the microphone

“Ok, ok, you win. Though I can’t give you a match tonight, I can tell you that you should be keeping a eye on the competition, so im giving you the right to sit at ringside, help with announcing if you will, or just watch, as for next week, you VS that new personal I’ve told you about.. Is that good enough for you?”

Shadow backs off and smirks, he turns to anise and lilum and then to Van “it’s perfect”...
Van looked back feeling a tad defeated, however his plans have been far form ruined here tonight. Van makes his way out of the ring with a stagger. His sister quickly scurrying over to help the mildly crippled man out fully and to the floor. Van brings the microphone up and say’s his final words. “Let the Tournament ... BEGIN”

( 3 ) Round one of the tournament match 2 Anigma comes out and walks to the middle of the ramp and as soon as he puts both his fingers up and also shows it to the fans gold fireworks come out at the same time. Anigma then walks the down the ramp until he gets to the middle and he puts both of his arms up and slams them down in a demonic way. Anigma climbs up the apron and goes under second rope then goes on every turnbuckle and sticks up his middle finger.

Anigma walks over to the ropes and asks for the mic. Anigma starts to walk in a circle waiting for a mic as Anigma get's Irritated and rolls out of the ring pushes a person off the chair and takes his mic. Anigma rolls in the ring and looks out to all the fans as the fans start to boo him.
"All you fans deserve to see one of the greatest matches of your life so tonight in this so far great tournament you will see me!" "Me in one of the greatest tournaments and your going to see me win it too!" "Which ever crappy wrestler they got lined up for me in this match will get the s**t beaten out of him because whoever it is probably doesn't know who I am."
" You know that title that is on the line in this tournament so whoever I am facing better get his a** down here so I can beat the living crap out of you and move up the ladder to get closer to the title!"

The sound system turn on as the music start to play,

They try so hard to follow but no one can.
Inside you'r so hollow, you understand.

Anigma turns around and starts to look at the stage with the mic still tightly in his hand. As he waits for his foe to enter the ring.

The music start to play again,

Hay!

Nothing you can say.Nothings gonna change what you've done to me!
Now it's time to shine.
I'm gonna take what's mine!
While you're burning inside my light.
Then a six feet tall man starts to walk out from the backstage area with an mic in his hand. His t-shirt was black and on his black t-shirt it had an white devil skull with red eyes. His hair and pants was also black and same with his shoes but they had fire on the side. As soon as he enter the areana the fans start to scream and yell out his name, Kenneth, Kenneth!
Kenneth then smile as he lift up his mic to his mouth and say, well,well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. It is Mike Anigma isn't? I hate to just walk in like this but I could tell you are the same old Anigma. just run out and with out think.So lets get this ready for your first match in the tournament because I know who your opponent is, so let start with the refferee! The fans watch as an a man walk out from behind kenneth with a white t-shirt on and black lines going a cross it. Kenneth then put the mic back to his mic and say, Now Refferee if you don't mind, please run and slide into the ring because Anigma oppenece is right here! Then kenneth point to him self and start to run down the ramp and as he got to ring side he then jump up and slide into the ring and looks at Anigma right in the eyes. Do you have any last words before you get you a** handet to you and get kick out of this tournament because we all know that I'm going for the world heaveyweight title and beside you don't know what title you are going to win.

Anigma then put the mic up to his face and started to smerk. Anigma then put's his mic behind him and smashes the mic in Kenneth's face and then says No.

Kenneth then walk backwards with his hands on his head as the referee told the the ring announcer to ring the bell so that they could start the match.

Shadow: Well that's a cheap shot from Anigma but it he does get his point across. Shadow then watch Anigma.

Kenneth then took his hand down from his face and look at Anigma. Kenneth then walk towards him and Kenneth put his hand out as Anigma does the same. The both lock their hand.
Anigma smile as he try to push Kenneth. Kenneth took one step back ward and then another one. Anigma then smile as he keep on pushing Kenneth. Kenneth then pull back on Anigma arm as Anigma went foreward. kenneth then goes for an head lock and got it in. Kenneth lock his hand up as he pull up on Anigma head. Kenneth then smile as he knew that he was giving Anigma some pain. Anigma then elbow Kenneth in the gut and push him towards the rope.
Kenneth then hit the ropes and bounce back. Anigma then duckdown as he get ready for an flapjack.Kenneth then jump up and does for an knee smack. Anigma watch in shock as kenneth jump and knee his leg in his face.Kenneth then finish his knee smack as he push down on Anigma' head to his knee, Then Kenneth leg hit the ring mat and Anigma hit his head off Kenneth knee and was toss backwards in the middle of the ring. Kenneth then turn Anigma over and walk around his foe until he got to his head. Kenneth then jump and goes for an leg drop.
Anigma then turn around and look up as he wacth kenneth's leg coming down across his neck, knocking the air out of his throat. Kenneth then hit his cheast and climb up the near by turnbuckle as he hit his cheast once again before he jump off to try to do his swanton bomb. The fans watch in terror and shock as Shadow got off his chair and took off his headphones as he watch Kenneth coming down!

Anigma then start to roll but everybody though that he was not going to get out of the way fast. enough to get away from Kenneth's high flying move. As Kenneth was only seconds away from nailing his move, Anigma roll to the side once again as Kenneth back hit the cold heard ring
mat below. Anigma then got to his knees and then to his feet. Anigma then walk towards kenneth and kick him in the head. The refferee then point to Anigma and say watch it or I mat Dq you. Anigma then rise up both his shoulders as he put on foot and walk a cross Kenneth's gut. Kenneth then step up in pain as the 333 pound body just walk over Kenneth with no respect in the world. Anigma then climb up the near by turnbuckle and as he got up on the turnbuckle. Anigma trhen turn around with two of his middle fingers up as he then jump off and goes for an Swanton bomb. With That Anigma jump off and did the same thing that kenneth did when he was up there on the turnbuckle but this time the only think was different waqs it was Anigma doing the move and not kenneth and Kenneth was not moving like Anigma was. A few seconds later Anigma came down and when it was only a few second before Anigma hit Kenneth. Kenneth cross his arms. Then Anigma came down and landet ontop of Kenneth arm. Anigma then roll off of Kenneth body as he nail the move but his back was in an little pain but Anigma push it to the side as he got to his knees and roll out side of the ring. Shadow then start to look at Anigma as he took out an chair from under the ring.
Shadow then say, that ring use that damn chair. It is the only fast way to move up an tornamet like this one and win that title. If you don't you will have to go through pain and hared work and for what? You may lose it on the latst match.

Kenneth was not on his knees and was getting up as Anigma slide into the ring without the chair.

Shadow: What was he doing? He should went in there with that chair and end it right there and then.

Kenneth then run towalks Anigma and goes for an Running STO. Anigma counter the move by ducking and punching Kenneth in the gut. Then Anigman then goes for an Suplex but kenneth counter that by putting his leg behide Anigma back leg. Kenneth then put his hand total around Anigma neck and goes for an Choke Hold STO. With that Kenneth put his leg that he counter the suplex with behide hie foe right leg and lift it up with his own leg as he push down on Anigma neck and slaming his head and shouders into the ring mat. Kenneth was on his knees a few seconds after he done his Choke Hold STO and now was on his feet as Anigma was still down. Kenneth then walk towards his foe head and jump off and goes for an Fist Drop.
Kenneth's fist then came down and hit right a cross Anigma forehead as he start to roll around the ring in pain. Kenneth then got Anigma up on his feet and put him in an headlock and start to walk towards the turnbuckle with him. Anigma then punch kenneth in the back as Kenneth when forewards an little bit. Anigma then jump up and did an drop kick to Kenneth as Kenneth gut his a cross the turnbuckle and came back as Anigma goes for the pin....1!..Anigma put his foot on the second rope....2!......kenneth point to the second rope where it was moving as the refferee start to look he seen it moving. Rope break!
Anigma then help kenneth up to his feet by holding on Kenneth's hair. Anigma then got an hold of kenneth's arm and irish Wipe kenneth into the ropes but as Kenneth's back came a cross the three ropes. He put his arms over the top rope and wait for Anigma. Anigma start to run towards Kenneth like most of his foe does before they try to clothesline him over the top rope. Anigma then goes for an Spear. Kenneth watch in shock as Anigma Spear Kenneth righ through the second rope. Kenneth back came down hared and hit the bottom of the heard cold ramp.

Shadow:That have to hurt. It look like that kenneth is going to lose this match. ((Shadow then thinks to himself))This is just great but the table still can turn. I hope not. If Anigma could just get Kenneth counted out or get him pin, this tournament will be so easy. Shadow smile as he watch Anigma and Kenneth.

Anigma then got up and start to pull Kenneth up by his hair.
Kenneth got up on his feet as his back was still in great pain. Anigma then put kenneth in an head lock and start to walk towards the apron. Anigma then goes to smack Kenneth head off apron. Kenneth counter the move by putting his leg on the apronand elbow Anigma in the gut. Anigma let go of the headlock. kenneth then toe kick Anigma in the gut and follow it by doing an DDT to Anigma on to the heard cold rind side mat below. Kenneth then lift Anigma up and roll him into the ring. Kenneth then start to roll into the ring. Anigma then jump up and hit kenneth in the back. Kenneth start to elbow Anigma back in the gut as he try to make his way up. Anigma then does an double axe hammer to the back of Kenneth back. Kenneth then drop to his knees and then Anigma then goes for his finisher move, "The Cradle Shock" Kenneth then lift Kenneth up and turn him upside down and slam his back of his neck and shoulders into the ring mat below as heard as he coulds as he went for the pin right after.........1!...and almost 2! when Anigma put both his foots on the second rope.2!............3! refferee then walk over to Anigma and rish up his arm and showing the fans that he was the winner.

( 5 ) Round one of the tournament match 3

The crowd was on pumped for the next match, not sure who exactly would be in it, gave them the thrill that wrestling was meant for. But they're wait was answered, as the lights faded to green, and smoke began to cover the the stage, and ramp floor. Bad Habits, by Kottonmouth Kings blasted over the PA.

Announcer: "The following match is a round one matchup of the tournament for a shot at the DWA heavyweight Championship... Introducing first from Carstares, Alberta, Canada... Weighting at 240 pounds, Indyyyy KILLLERR!!!"

The smoke grew heavy as all that could be seen in the light was a huge blast of fire shooting out from around the entrnace way. a water-bong could be heard, and then coughing. it was part of the music other then the pyros, but a good effect none the less, as a second set of stage pyros blast off yellow sparks clearing most of the smoke, Indy Killer, I.K. hit the stage. He walked out and down the ramp, prepared. Or at least looking prepared for a battle, moving down the ramp and sliding into the ring. Once in he lifted to a knee, raising his fingers to his lips and puffing on air, inhaling smoke around him from the pyros before. He lifted to his feet, and awaited his opponent.

Announcer: "And his opponent... Hailing from Cleveland, Ohio. Weighting in at 257 pounds... He is Micheal... Militia!!!"

Just then Metallica's Sad but True hit the PA, as smoke the lights began to flash red, back, and white. Micheal appeared on stage alone, since John was in a match of his own, so he would be flying solo tonight. Micheal stopped on stage, and scanned the crowd. Shortly after looking around, Micheal threw up the devil horns, recieving a moderate amount of cheers, and jeers. Micheal began to walk down the ramp, tagging a few fan's hands. Micheal got to the ring and climbed the apron, slowly stepping into the ring, as he kept an eye on his opponent. Never even hearing of him he did'nt know what to expect of him so it was fair for Micheal to be cautious. Micheal climbed the turnbuckle, as he mad sure the ref would hold Indy back. Micheal then turned his head back to the crowd, as he stood a top of the turnbuckle, throwing up the devil horns. Then shortly hopping down after trash talking a few fans.

*Ding! Ding! Ding!*

After the sound of the bell, both Indy and Micheal squared up in the middle, locking up with each other. Micheal managed to get Indy in aheadlock to start off the match. But Indy had enough experiance to know how to break free. He pushed Micheal back into the ropes, and whipped him across the ring. When rebounding back, Micheal noticed that Indy had extanded his arm in attempt for a clothsline. But Micheal ducked it and bounced off the ropes again, only to get hit with a back elbow from indy. Early in the match throw, Micheal managed to get to his feet quickly, but not without getting hit with a few stomps. Getting to his feet he raked Indy's left eye, temperally blinding I.K.. Micheal then hit Indy with a kick to the gut, then drop to his knee and take Indy down with a leg sweep. Micheal mounted Indy's back and slid across locking in yet another headlock. Indy powered to his feet throu and planted Micheal with a back body drop. Micheal rolled to his side holding his back, as Indy drug him to his feet by his hair. Micheal hit Indy in the gut with a few rights, but Indy hit a snap suplex. Aimming for the back, he then went for some stomps to Militia's back as he tried to stand. Getting to his feet Micheal pushed Indy away. Indy out of frustration charged, only to get drop with drop tow hold. Quickly getting to his feet, Indy held his chin in pain, as Micheal got to his feet around the same time. Both met in the middle and exchanged a few left and rights. But Micheal gained the advantage after a european uppercut.

Micheal then nailed a scoopslam on Indy, then dropped an elbow direactly on his chest. Indy coughed abit as he got to his feet. Micheal however was waiting, apon standing Indy was nailed with a few rights. Then was whipped into the corner. Micheal charged going for a jumping knee. But Indy managed to roll out the way, and quickly get to his feet. When Micheal turned he was hit with a powerful insurgiri. Micheal dropped to the mat, holding the side of his head, and kicking at the mat. Indy drug Militia to his feet once more, and hooked his leg and arm, throwing Micheal over his shoulder and planting him with a t-bone suplex. Micheal sat up, dazed from the impact but only to lay back down shortly after. Indy then dropped to the ground, and hooked one of Micheal's legs, going for the win.

Ref: "1..2.. 2-count!"

Indy got to his knee's holding his head and anger. But got to his feet, bring Micheal with him. Indy went for a standing clothsline, but Micheal ducked and hooked his arms, and slammed I.K. with a full nelson slam. Micheal got to his feet slowly, with the help of the ropes. Indy got to his feet aswell, holding his back in pain. Micheal charged as Indy turned unknowing of Militia's posistion in the ring. Indy flipped over Micheal's knee with a painful kitchen sink. Micheal then dropped to one knee, and applied a sleeperhold, on the already setting Indy. But Indy refused to fall asleep, he fought his way to his feet and planted a few elbows into Micheal's gut, but Micheal was desperate to stop Indy's advance. He gripped the back of Indy's hair, and pulled back with force, slamming the back of Indy's head into the mat

Micheal, quickly going for a rear chinlock. from this position, he could quickly think up a vantage point. He held on for a few seconds before lifting him onto his heels, and spinning around, dropping down into a orthadox neckbreaker. Indy rolled slightly in pain. Militia, had the advantage at this point, Indy's neck weakened by all of the strain. Militia lifted Indy up once again, giving him a hard slap across the chest much like the great Ric Flair, Indy realed back a bit, but soon felt the pain as Micheal took a hold of his arm pulling him forward and up onto his shoulders then slamming him down in a samoan drop. Back to his feet, he took a second to catch his breath, he took a hold of Indy's leg, rolling him over, slipping between them going for a wheel barrel german suplex, but Indy, somehow reversed it into a hard bulldog!


Indy got to his feet running a hand across his sore neck, he could'nt stop now, it was his only advantage. He climbed onto the second rope, hopping into the air and twisting his legs, hitting a hard leg drop. Back to his feet, he could'nt stop. Micheal, quick to get up, was quickly lowered back down with a hard chop, Indy hopped over Micheal taking his head into a chin lock. Micheal rolled out it, Indy quick to be the agresser hooked an arm around the front of his neck, lifting his legs and dropping them down on Militia's midsection. He lifted a leg for the pin.

Ref: "1..2..2-count!"

Milita kicked out with a bit of time to spare. Indy lifted to his feet impatiently. brushing his hair out of his eyes. he waited for Militia to get up, and quickly went for a headlock, he moved towards the ropes and springboarded off, attempting to hit a hard bulldog. Militia, a bit bigger lifted an arm, catching the small of Indy's back, he let him drop, but brought an elbow down on him, Indy pivoted in unsuspected pain, rolling slightly to the side. Militia made it up to a knee queezily from Indys small task, but again, it was his turn to show what he was made of.

Micheal waited for Indy to stand, not wanting the match to on as long is has, was hoping to end it soon. Indy stumbled to his feet, still feeling the sting in his back, as he arced it in pain. Micheal rushed in quick and hooked his arm around his neck and under his arm. Micheal then fell backwards and drop Indy on his face. Indy's nose let out alittle blood, from falling face first into the canvas. Micheal helped him via hair. And went to kick him in the gut, but Indy cought it and spun Micheal around and nailed him with a solid clothsline. Both of the men tired got to they're feet around teh same time. Micheal went for a right, but Indy fired one right back. Then another, but Indy kept up with Micheal and delievered one right back him. Micheal went for another right but Indy blocked it with his left and went for a flurry of rights. Micheal began to back up into the ropes, with Indy still throwing right after right. Indy went to whip Micheal across the ring but, Micheal kept a grip on Indy's wrist and spun around pulling him towards him and planting a knee right in his gut. Micheal saw his oppotunity right before his very eyes. With Indy bent over in pain it was the perfect time the Militia Driver. Micheal pulled Indy's head inbetween his legs, and hooked his arms. Then pulled on Indy's arms, and slightly rotation him in the air, and having him crash down on the back of his neck and shoulders. Indy rolled from his shoulders onto his back and laid there out cold from the impact. Micheal hooked a leg and went for the pin.

Ref: "1..2..3!!"
*Ding! Ding! Ding!*
Announcer: "Here's your winner... Micheal!! MILITIA!!!"

Micheal rose to his knees hurt and exhausted. The ref then grabbed his wrist and raised it as high as he could, as Micheal got to his feet. With Micheal's music blasting over the PA, he did'nt care if the crowd was booing or cheering. All that mattered was he got the win. He rose his arm into the air throwing up a pair of devil horns. Micheal then walked to the ropes and drop to the mat, rolling out of the ring. Micheal breathing heavily, walked up the ramp, half way up he spun around to see what he did to Indy, getting a small chuckle out of it. Then he spun around and continued up the ramp and to the back, leaving to his theme.

( 7 ) Round one of the tournament match 5
Tear Gutter: "The Following match is scheduled for one fall and is a round one match of the tournament for the DWA Heavyweight Championship! Making his way to the ring first.... Weighing in at 327 pounds... He is The Enforcer... John! Roads!!!"

Matellica's Sad But True it the PA, as the lights began to flash red, gray, and white. Smoke covered the floor of the stage, as John Roads walked from the curtain. John stood still on the stage for a moment before rotating his shoulders. John then walks down the ramp, staring dead into a lot of the fan's eyes. John crawls into the ring, and stands to his feet, making his way to the far right turnbuckle. John climbs the turnbuckle and raises the Devil Horns into the sky, as he receive a heavy amount of boos. John just shrugs it off, and hops down awaiting his mystery opponent.

Anise Tatlin: “What I would like to know is who this ’Big Catch’ is. I mean we already have some big names in the DWA locker room why do we need more big names?”
Lilum Lied : “Well , whoever it is better be worth watching”

Tear Gutter : "Now introducing at this time... His opponent... He weighs in at 267 pounds.... He. Is. JACOOOOB FIIIGGIINNS!!!"

Anise Tatlin: “ Wow, Jacob Figgins, he‘s been around for a while. Not much of a big catch if you ask me though”
Lilum Lied : “Well, he‘s the first and only man to hold the AWA world title. Just about everyone he faces is guaranteed one hell of a match . He‘s also a great technical wrestler, how is that not a big catch?”

Children of Decadence By Children of Bodom hits the speakers as Jacob Figgins appears from behind the entrance curtain standing on the stage. With a bottle of energy drink in his hand he stared down to he ring intently. Figgins then takes his first step onto the entrance aisle, taking a drink and then spitting the contents onto the ground in front of him. With a cocky smirk he flashes the Fig Effect symbol and begins his trek down the ring. Figgins rolls into the ring after circling it once and looks to the referee and his opponent yet again flashing a cocky smirk as he awaited the bell.

*Ding! Ding! Ding!*

When the bell rang Figgins jumped into action to met John Roads. Figgins went for hard kicks to the side of Roads' right leg. John stumbled a bit, but pushed Figgins away. Figgins however continued to attack John's leg. Going for multiple kicks to the knee and calf area. John then hit Figgins with hard right, causing him to stumble into the corner, John was quick to act, as he charged Figgins and hit him hard with a clothesline. Figgins bent backward over the top turnbuckle from the power. John then out his hand on the back of Figgins head, and pushed him out of the corner. Through Jacob managed to stay on his feet. John charged again only so Figgins could duck the clothesline, and hit John with a jump kick to the head. John stumbled onto the ropes one hand hanging over to help keep his balance. Figgins sprinted towards John with a clothesline but was unable to take him over the top. Figgins came back with another clothesline but still, unsuccessful. Figgins charged once more only to be flipped over the top. However Jacob managed to grab the ropes and land on the apron. John turned and was met with a right elbow to the side of the head, followed by a shoulder to the gut. John stumbled back and held his gut. Figgins jumped onto the ropes, and went to hit John with a spinning back elbow. But on rotation, was nailed with a botched clothesline. Figgins fell hard on impact, he held the side of his head in pain as he laid on his side.

Anise Tatlin: “The beginning of this match up Roads takes control ”
Lilum Lied : “You know that momentum of matches turns on a dime right?”

John then drug Jacob to his feet, and hooked in him into a fallaway slam. Flinging Figgins across the ring, and hitting hard on the mat. John was quick to his feet and walked over to Figgins and lifted him up to his feet once more. John then hooked Figgins legs, and placed his head under his arm. John then spun around and slammed Figgins with a powerful double A spinebuster. John was defiantly proving himself as a hard-hitting powerhouse. He then picked up Figgins' limp body, and screamed into his ear. "You haven’t begun to feel pain!!!" Roads then begun to squeeze the life from Jacob with a powerful bearhug. Figgins' screams echoed through the arena, as he back was getting broken in half. Figgins then slowly began to fade, but the cheers of the fans brought him back. While in the bear hug Figgins finally unleashed a head butt onto Roads causing him to release the hold. Now that Figgins was on his own feet Figgins hit Roads with a European uppercut causing him to stagger back.

At that the “Midwest Hit-man” stomped his left foot and outstretched his arms giving a form of a taunt to his larger opponent. Figgins’ next move some would not call very strategic, after his taunt receiving a pop from the crowd Figgins raised his right arm calling for a test of strength and with his left hand motioned twice doing the old fashioned “come on” taunt. This brought a look of bewilderment to John Roads’ face, but none the less he accepted Figgins’ challenge. Roads immediately powered Figgins back seeing he had an exact eighty pound advantage over him. Unfortunately Roads’ momentum came to a sudden halt when the right knee of the Figgified one shot up and connected to the midsection of Roads’ not exactly knocking the wind out of him but enough to make him lose his grip. Figgins quickly rebounded of the southern ropes and leapt up shooting a knee lift right into the chest of Roads finally causing the big man to double over. Quickly taking advantage, Figgins places Roads into a standing head scissors and then placed the arms into a butterfly hold. With a huff Figgins managed to heave the larger man up and throw him over his head landing a double arm suplex making Roads crash to the mat back/neck first. With that achieved Figgins went for the lateral press on Roads grinding his forearm against the man’s face while also putting him in a pinning hold.
1..2...2.03

Anise Tatlin: “Look at that, with an effort Figgins manages to throw the larger man Roads over his head”
Lilum Lied : “Impressive but no three count”

Roads powered a shouldered a shoulder up, thus keeping the match going. Roads sat up glaring venom at Figgins, but before Roads could attempt to mount an offense Figgins yanked Roads’ left arm and wrenched it behind his head applying an overhead wristlock, but instead of torturing Roads’ left arm Figgins free hand suddenly came across Roads’ face with an open hand slap. It was an obvious mind game.

Anise Tatlin: “What a blatant sign of disrespect”
Lilum Lied : “Figgins is merely getting into Roads‘ head that‘s half of what wins matches”

The head game proved to have worked once Figgins released the wristlock. Roads shot up to his feet and took Figgins down with a big shoulder block. He pulled Figgins to his feet and whips him hard into the northeastern turnbuckle causing the ‘Mid-West Hitman’s’ Back to bounce off the turnbuckle hard. Roads didn’t relent and quickly kept his offence by driving hard shoulders into the gut of Figgins. Once, Twice, Thrice the shoulders drove hard into the midsection of Jacob Figgins knocking the very breath out of him. Once Roads let up, Figgins fell to the mat face first twitching slightly trying to regain his breath. Roads was not the kinds to let Figgins get a breather however so Roads was on him yet again dropping elbows across the chest of Figgins. Roads pulled Figgins to his feet and applied a facial claw on the slightly smaller opponent. This of course was quickly countered by Figgins grabbing Road’s wrist with both hands and then swinging under Roads’ arm and slipping behind him applying a quick hammerlock. Figgins managed to swivel back around to the front of Roads keeping the hammerlock applied and placed Roads into a front chancery. Figgins tried to drop Roads head first with a Hammerlock DDT, but Roads used his upper body strength to heave Figgins up and slam him to the mat with a back body drop. Upon impact Figgins arched his back in pain from the counter as Roads walked over to the southeastern turnbuckle and climbed onto the second rope. As Figgins was trying to regain his composure Roads leapt off the ropes and landed a vicious knee drop upon Figgins’ sternum. This looked to be the nail in the coffin for the “Midwest Hitman” as he laid in the middle of the ring motionless. Roads grinned widely seeing as he possibly took out DWA’s newest “Big Catch”. And at that he decided to apply the lateral press on Figgins, not bothering to hook the legs.
1...2...2.99996 KICKOUT

The right shoulder of Figgins rolled off the mat just when the referee was about to count three. With an obvious sign of frustration Roads slammed his fist on the mat then got to his feet glaring at the Referee telling him to count faster. With a growl he wheeled back around to Figgins and started to stomp upon his stomach more to vent anger than to do damage. On the last stomp, to Roads’ misfortune Figgins caught. Figgins kept a hold of Road’s ankle and shifted his weight taking Roads to the mat stomach first. Once Roads was down Figgins applied a Texas Clover Leaf from the back instead of the front. The crowd instantly started to erupt knowing what submission move was to come. Figgins then dropped to the mat and applied pressure to the legs applying the KANSAS CITY KRIPPLAH!! Roads first of course tried to power through the submission, but due to Figgins’ expertise in the submission field managed to keep the hold applied. Roads found another flaw in his strategy, with his efforts he only wore himself down, making the submission move more painful than it was to begin with. Roads’ legs were in pain , he was practically laying on top of his hands in order not to tap. Finally he looked up and saw the western ropes, they were only a few feet away , but of course how Roads was feeling they might as well be at the other end of the ring. He saw that that powering his way through it was not an option, he was weaker than when he started, so the ropes were his only way out that would keep this match going. Roads pushed himself up and began to crawl on his stomach toward the ring ropes. After what seemed like crawling a football field to Roads he finally placed a hand on the bottom rope. The referee immediately went to Figgins commanding him to break the hold, but Figgins wanted to inflict a few more seconds of damage and kept the hold applied so the referee began to utilize his five count. Figgins let go at right at four, not risking disqualification in his DWA debut. Road laid on the mat favoring his legs after the hold was dropped, Figgins walked right over to Roads and stomped on the back of his knee causing Roads to scream out.

Anise Tatlin: “That move looked painful, will Roads be able to get back into this thing?”
Lilum Lied : “Well, Roads is pretty tough, not that many people last that long in the Kansas City Krippler”

Roads was starting to get to his feet by way of ropes Figgins still kicking at his knees. This of course was starting to annoy Roads so Figgins was finally met with an elbow to the face from roads. Figgins staggered back as Roads tried to catch his breath once again and walked to the center of the ring grabbing Figgins by the hair pulling him toward himself. Roads Drove a hard knee into Figgins’ gut for good measure and started to club away on the “Midwest Hitman” with elbows onto the back of his neck. Finally Roads placed Figgins into a front chancery and applied a tight front face lock trying to weaken Figgins while Roads gets his breath back. But Figgins quickly found a way to counter this and swung wildly punching the back of Roads’ knee finally causing him to let go and hobble back Figgins once again grabbed the wrist of Roads and wrenched it behind his back applying a quick hammerlock. Figgins puts his head under Roads’ arm and connects with a LARIOTO!! Sending Roads to the mat with the IT CAME FROM KANSAS CITY. With a smirk Figgins jumped onto the second rope of the northwestern turnbuckle taunting Roads. Finally he leapt off the ropes and they both butted heads. Roads rolled over holding his head in pain as Figgins got to his feet walking like a drunken man before finally going for a pin.
1...2...2.999998ROADSKICKSOUT!

Figgins rolled back to his feet grunting slightly looking down to Roads. He waited for Roads to get to his feet, ready to pounce once he did. Roads sat up and got to his feet, Figgins charged right to him going for a running STO but Roads caught Figgins and whipped him into the northeastern corner. Before Figgins shake the cob webs and move out of the way, Roads ran into Figgins crushing him into the corner. Roads moved off Figgins and Figgins staggered forward in a daze. Roads saw this as time to end the match, he drove a knee into Figgins’ gut causing him to double over as he then put Figgins’ arms in the double underhook position going for the MILITA DRIVAH---NO!! Just when Roads was about to lift Figgins up, Figgins slipped an arm free and managed to get out of the hold. Figgins positioned the top of his head beneath Road’s jaw and jumped down hitting a jawbreaker type maneuver. The stunned Roads failed to notice Figgins slipping behind him and placing his arms around his chest. Figgins then lifted Roads onto his shoulder placing him into dominator position before finally driving Roads head first to the mat with the devastating FIG EFFECT!!! Roads was on the mat life less as Figgins rolled him over and applied the pin
1...2.…3


Tear Gutter: “Here is your winner. Jacccccccccob Figgiiiiins!!”
Immediately after the count of three the ref got up and pointed to the time keeper telling him this is the end of the match. Figgins got to his feet and taunted Roads by dusting off the bottoms of his ring attire. The referee walked over to Figgins and lifted up his arm making it official, Figgins made his mark in DWA. Figgins looked to the crowd and slid out of the ring walking up the ramp and into the backstage area