Post by Mr. Reagan on Jun 23, 2013 23:35:42 GMT -5
(Black. Then fade in with the CPW logo on the screen. That's when "Now is the time" by Dope takes us into the opening video package for CPW Undisputed After a few shots of Adam Knite, Chase Owens, Roxi Johnson and Gib, we go to a packed house in the TD Garden where fans are on their feet. There's a pyro and such it's big and loud, and expensive.
We go down to Scotty Mason and Dave Stevens to call the action.)
Scotty Mason: Hello everyone and Welcome to Bean town! We're live in Boston for CPW's great show, Undisputed, it's the biggest night in the company's history. I'm Scotty Mason along side Dave Stevens
Dave Stevens That's right Scotty, Four new champions will be crowned tonight. And we're in the hometown on Fergus Callaghan we'll see if he has what it takes to become the first ever CPW World champion! But my money is still on Adam Knite.
Scotty Mason: In addition, the CPW North American, Television and Siren's championshipS will have their first champions. It's going to be something else.
Dave Stevens And, We're supposed to have the return of Gib, but no one has seen or heard from Gib since CPW TV ten days ago.
Scotty Mason: Fans, out first match is going to feature the man who very well could be leading CPW into the future as the face of the franchise...
Dave Stevens: CHEESE BOWEN!
Scotty Mason: Chase. Owens.
Dave Stevens: To-may-to, Ta-mah-to.
Scotty Mason: I think we're all waiting on baited breath to see what entrance he'll have this week.
Dave Stevens: Nothing will beat seeing a grown man mauled by a bear.
Scotty Mason: Don't underestimate Mr. Reagan.
("Firestarter" by Prodigy blasts through the speakers and the fans erupt into a chorus of boos as Connor Michaels steps out onto the stage. Dressed in his ring attire of basic ripped jeans and a wife beater, his taped hands twirl an old mahogany baseball bat over his hands with an impressive show of skill. He slowly raises the bat and points towards the ring, he holds the pose for a moment before making his way down the ramp.
As he makes his way down the ramp he stops to mock some fans, making as though to high five them and pulling back, laughing as she shakes his head. He walks up the steps onto the apron and steps into the ring, he takes his time climbing each of the four turnbuckles and pointing the bat out to the crowd, a cocky smile on his face.
He hands his bat off to the official as he walks over the the corner and stretches out briefly before the match.)
Scotty Mason: It would appear that Connor Michaels isn't too concerned with what entrance Chase Owens is going to have here.
Dave Stevens: He should be, this man is going to be the face of our company, Michaels should be taking in everything so he might learn a few things about getting to the top and staying there.
Scotty Mason: What was that supposed to mean?
Dave Stevens: I think you know good and well what that means.
Scotty Mason: Uh... lets just get on with it shall we.. Owens is about to make his entrance and the crowd is on their feet.
(“Bulletproof” by Twelve Stones begins to play as the strobe lights begin scanning to see where Chase Owens will be coming from this week, however the cameras suddenly shift position and instead head backstage and to the top of the CPW tron, where we see a nervous Chase Owens with a flame retardant suit on, and being strapped into a large jetpack. Chase turns back to see Mr. Reagan standing there giving him a thumbs up.)
Mr. Reagan: That's your cue kid, you better not leave that roaring crowd waiting, time is money!
Chase Owens: Alright I'm ready... but real fast before I go... what is this suit they forced me to put on for?
Mr. Reagan: Oh dont' worry about that, it's just an ordinary flame repellent suit.
Chase Owens: Oh to protect me from the thrusters?
Mr. Reagan: Well that and in case it explodes.
(Chase Owens nods his head and takes a step like he's about to step out onto the top of the CPW tron, but suddenly stops in his tracks.)
Chase Owens: Wait!? Explodes!? There is a chance this thing could explode!?
Mr. Reagan: These things are filled with gallons of highly combustible liquids and gases, if something goes wrong it'll go up in a twenty foot fireball.
Case Owens: That doesn't sound too reassuring Mr. Reagan.
Mr. Reagan: No no no, these fine men have assured me that they've fixed the exploding problem from their first test batch.
Chase Owen: “first” test batch.
Mr. Reagan: Of course kid, these are highly experimental machines here, why do you think people aren't driving these things to work yet, gotta perform hundreds of hours of more tests, but you should feel lucky, I'm told you're the first subject of test run two.
Chase Owens: Mr. Reagan, I'm not sure if this is such a good ide......
Mr. Reagan: Well kid can't keep em' waiting any longer, knock em' dead!
(Mr. Reagon despite Chase Owens' reservations gives him a push in the back and lights the ignition button, sending Chase on his way.)
Mr. Reagan: Oh hey kid, make sure if anything goes wrong you tuck and roll, that concrete is unforgiving, you want to play it safe now!
(Chase Owens obviously can't hear this due to the sounds of the engine and his own screams. Mr. Reagan turns to Amber and seems to be pondering on a thought.)
Mr. Reagan. You know Amber... maybe I should have told him that last thing before I sent him down there on that experimental death machine. Oh well, No looking back now, that's what I always say.
(We come back to the arena to see the crowd roaring as Chase Owens excitedly decends towards the ramp directly in front of the ring. He's getting more and more cheers as he gracefully makes his way back down to Earth.)
Scotty Mason: Look at this Dave, the fans are eating this up, what an amazing site this is. This kid has a bright future ahead of him, he's going to really go far in this company. Look at his grace and charisma, look at...
(Chase Ownes lands safely in front of the ring with a giant smile on his face. He throws his arms out in celebration to soak in the admiration of the audience before he goes to unstrap the jetpack and suddenly a large 20 foot fireball engulfs the area.)
Dave Stevens: Look at the smoldering crater where he used to be standing.
Scotty Mason: Uhh... we'll be right back after this word from our sponsors fans.
(The feed cuts away to a couple of skittle commercials as paramedics and emergency on scene response personal run towards Chase with fire extinguishers. After about four minutes or so, we're taken back to see Scotty and Dave ready to get back to work.)
Scotty Mason: Welcome back fans... the good news is that it was just a flash explosion of the combustible gases held inside the tank... therefore Mr. Chase Owens after being extinguished, is in perfectly great health and is ready to wrestle his scheduled match!
Dave Stevens: It's a good thing he was wearing that fire suit at the behest of Mr. Reagan! Mr. Reagan is always looking out for his employees, what a great owner.
Scotty Mason: In three weeks this young man has been mauled by a bear, shot out of a cannon, and now exploded for our entertainment.
Dave Stevens: And he's only alive thanks to the smart planning by Mr. Reagan.
Scotty Mason: **sigh** Lets just get on with the show.
(The bell rings and Connor Michaels is ready to take it to a clearly shaken Chase Stevens as he charges right forward and locks Owens into a lockup where he spins out of it and drops Owens to the ground with a spinning drop toe hold. Connor flips over onto the back of Owens and begins blasting him in the back of the head with repeated forearm blows. Owens tries to defend himself but is doing very little to deflect the shots he's taking, finally after what has to be 12 shots, Connor rolls off and waits as Owens begins working his way back to his feet. Chase holds the back of his head in pain as she turns around but does so right into a kick to the stomach. Michaels grabs Owens by the head and gives him a quick European uppercut that sends Owens staggering backwards into the ropes. Connor makes his way over, grabs Owens by the legs and jerks him off the ropes and slams him back first into the mat with the move before taking those same legs and flipping over into a surprise pin attempt 1...2.. but Chase Owens manages to get out just in time. Both men role away and get back to their feet, but Michaels is clearly the first one and is ready for Chase, giving him a blasting running axe handle to the spine. Owens stumbles forward and falls to his knees where as michaels runs to the ropes, bounces off and comes back with a running low clothesline. Owens' head snaps back and he hits the mat where Michaels makes another cover 1...2.... but Chase again throws the arm up.)
Dave Stevens: Wow, for a guy who is supposed to be the face of this company he sure is taking a beating.
Scotty Mason: six minutes ago he was on fire!
Dave Stevens: And now he's not, he needs to man up.
Scotty Mason: What is wrong with you?
(Michaels grabs Owens after the near fall and pulls him back to his feet, he grabs Chase and looks for a suplex but Chase finally manages to get something going and manages to drive his fist into the side of Michaels head and gets Connor to drop him. Chase sprints to ropes, bounces off and blasts Michaels with a running clothesline. Chase staggers forward and lands on the ropes after hitting the move and has to take a few seconds to catch his breath, obviously still feeling the effects of the explosion on his body. Chase goes back and grabs Michaels by his head and pulls him back to his feet, he takes Connor and blasts him with a snap suplex and Connor arches his back in pain as Owens put some real power behind that. Owens flips over and keeps a hold of Michaels head and forces Connor back to his feet once more, he lifts Connor this time instead into a slam and scope slams him into the mat. Chase sprints to the ropes again, he comes running back and jumps into the air with a big knee drop, but Connor rolls out of the way and owens painfully hits nothing but canvas! Michaels rolls back to his feet and winds up and as Owens is getting back to his feet, Connor spins around and blasts Owens with a big discus forearm that sends Owens flat on his back again. Michaels jumps on top of Owens now, and while he's in the prone position begins driving elbow repeatedly into the side of Owens head with alternating swipes, while screaming for Owens to give up the whole time.)
Scotty Mason: Looks like The Irish brawler is trying to pound Chase Owens out here.
Dave Stevens: Cheese better do something to get out of this, otherwise he'll be swiss when this is over.
Scotty Mason: That was awful.
Dave Stevens: What's awful is that suit you're wearing.
Scotty Mason: Again... that was awful... lets get back to the match again, shall we? If Chase Owens can't find a way to break this, the referee just might stop the match because he's in a defenseless position.
(Owens tries to deflect some of the blows but it doesn't seem to be working as Connor Michaels continues this savage attack the referee begins to check on the obviously hurting Chase Owens. Chase manages to get his hand up to block a shot and then manages to rake the eyes of Michaels before he shoves him away. Owens grabs the ropes after turning over and pulls himself to his feet just in time to dodge a charging clothesline from Connor where Chase grabs Connor's legs, lifts him up and sends him flipping over to the outside! Connor hits the ring apron and tumbles to the floor but is quick to try and get himself back to his feet where Chase Owens is waiting for him, Chase grabs the top rope and slingshots himself to the outside where he catches Michaels with a slingshot cross body!)
Scotty Mason: Impressive athleticism from Chase Owens there.
Dave Stevens: Looked good, but now he's on the outside and has to get himself and Connor back into the ring.
Scotty Mason: That he does, he cant' win the match out from there, but maybe it broke some of Michaels momentum.
(Chase grabs Connor from off the mat and throws him head first into the ring apron before he shoves him back into the ring. Chase follows and heads towards the corner where he climbs up and waits as Connor is making his way back to his feet where he suddenly leaps off and connects with a giant missle dropkick that sends Connor flying tot he mat with it's beautiful execution. Ownes quickly makes his way over and hooks a leg where he covers for the 1...2... but Michaels is able to throw the shoulder up!)
Scotty Mason: Almost for Chase Owens!
Dave Stevens: I suppose... impressive looking drop kick.
Scotty Mason: The best in the business, but it's good to see him making this comeback. He has been taking it from Michaels for most of this match.. the jetpack incident as clearly slowed him down.
Dave Stevens: Like I said, he needs to get over it and win this match if he wants to be the face of this company.
(Chase grabs Michaels and forces him back to his feet where he takes Connor and looks to Irish whip him but Cooner hits the breaks and instead pulls Owens and gives him the short arm right into the toe kick. Conner steps back and readies for it and comes forward with the ABSINTHE KISS but Owens dodges out of the way and Michaels lands flat on his buttocks. Chase sprints to the ropes and comes back for a running kick but now Michaels dodges by rolling away and jumps back to his feet. Connor leaps to his feet and when Chase turns around takes a headbutt straight to the nose! Chase staggers backwards into the corner and when he does he's met with a charging stinger splash from Connor! Owens looks to stagger out of the corner in pain, but Connor grabs him and instead Irish whips him into the opposite corner. Connor goes for another splash, but Owens steps out of the corner and catches him in mid air and SAN DIEGO SLAM.. into the LIONTAMER! Owens locks the move in in the center of the ring. Connor reaches for the ropes but he's got nowhere to go and can't break this move and taps out!)
Scotty Mason: Chase Owens does it! He wins by submission, despite being on fire... literally just moments before the match!
Dave Stevens: Not bad, but next time I expect better from him.
Scotty Mason: Apparently little is good enough for your standards.
Dave Stevens: Hey. I expect nothing short of perfection from faces of the franchise.
Scotty Mason: Coming up next, ladies and gentlemen, the return of the legendary Gib, as he faces long-time rival "Wild" Bill Sullivan.
Dave Stevens: We think that's what's going to happy Scotty. We can't be sure.
Scotty Mason: Well, truthfully, Gib has not been sighted at all today, we don't know if he's even here!
Dave Stevens: But, you know, I have faith in Mr. Reagan and his staff.
Scotty Mason: His staff? Maybe. Mr. Reagan himself? I don't know how much I can believe in him.
Dave Stevens: You're employed aren't you? I'd be thanking my lucky stars if I were you.
Scotty Mason: Whatever. Let's go to the ring.
("Shout at the Devil" by Mötley Crüe begins on the PA system, and the fans rise to their feet. Soon parting the curtain is the legend himself, "Wild" Bill Sullivan. Wearing his black robe, ear guards and singlet. Sullivan glares at the fans before walking slowly down the ramp. He trash talks a few fans, challenging them fight him before slowly climbing up the steps and into the ring.)
Dave Stevens: I like this guy Scotty.
Scotty Mason:He's just as menacing as ever.
Dave Stevens: At least he's here.
Scotty Mason: I don't know if Gib will be here, but Wild Bill is here looking for a fight.
Dave Stevens: Hopefully, Gib does show up. I don't want Wild Bill coming over here looking for a fight.
Scotty Mason: Good point.
( In the ring, Wild Bill waits for Gib. "I Wanna Rock" by Twisted Sister begins and the fans again stand up. Some bow and genuflect to the stage, awaiting the arrival of the legend himself. )
Scotty Mason: Well, I guess Gib is here!
Dave Stevens: Here we go.
( After some smoke and pyro, the stage is cleared, but no Gib.)
Scotty Mason: I don't think he's here after all.
Dave Stevens: You think that fight they had in the parking lot 10 days ago was worse that we thought?
Scotty Mason: It could have been.
(After a minute, the music is cut. The fans boo as Wild Bill stands with his hands on his hips and paces impatiently. Finally Bill grabs the mic.)
Wild Bill Sullivan: Well, well well. What a surprise. Gib didn't bother to show up.
(Boos.)
Wild Bill Sullivan: It should come as no surprise. The man is scared of me. He always has been.
(Boos.)
Wild Bill Sullivan: The man is a loser and you know it. I could have embarrassed Gib right here tonight if he had the guts
to show up. But since he's a coward...Referee, count him out.
(Boos. Referee Marty Moore begins his count, among louder boos. Once he reaches 8 however, "Push to the Limit" begins and Mr. Reagan himself comes out, looking incredibly angry.)
Mr. Reagan: What the hell is going on out here? This isn't supposed to happen.
( There are cheers, weirdly, for the owner. )
Wild Bill Sullivan: Gib's not here. I'm winning this match.
Mr. Reagan: That's not going to happen. This is the triumphant return of Gib to wrestling!
(Cheers.)
Mr. Reagan: You know the deal, Sullivan, you come out here, and you wrestle Gib, and he beats you. You get paid, and you leave!
(Cheers.)
Mr. Reagan: You don't get to disrespect Gib like that. No one disrespects Gib like that. Referee, the winner of this match as a result of a disqualfication, is GIB!
(Wild cheers as Sullivan goes crazy in the ring.)
Wild Bill Sullivan: You can't do that! He's not even in the building. He's not in the city! He's not even in the state!
Mr. Reagan:I've heard enough of your excuses. You lost, now hit the bricks. YOU'RE FIRED!
(More cheers as Sullivan kicks the ropes and jumps up and down like a child Mr. Reagan motions for security to hit the ring, and they soon escort him out of the ring.)
Dave Stevens: Did that...did that just happen?
Scotty Mason: Wild Bill Sullivan has apparently been fired.
Dave Stevens: Fired...for trash talking Gib?
Scotty Mason: Apparently. What a crazy development.
Dave Stevens: And did...Gib win a match, and not even show up for it?
Scotty Mason: That happened too...
Dave Stevens: What is going on here?
Scotty Mason: Apparently, Mr. Reagan's plan didn't work with Wild Bill. And he's such a fan of Gib, he wouldn't allow Wild Bill to run him down.
Dave Stevens: I don't think Gib even works here.
Scotty Mason: Who knows with Mr. Reagan.
Rose Campbell: The following match is a number one contenders match scheduled for...
(Before Rose can say anything “Like Me” by Girlicious starts playing all over the Pa system. All of sudden two spot lights are pointed at the entrance way. Crystal Emerges through the curtains and is greeted by multiple pyros that start shooting off one by one. The crowd roars at her with a loud ovation of cheers and she just turns her nose up at them despite their cheering. Crystal cracks an evil grin as photographers quickly run up to the ramp way and begin to take pictures of her. Crystal smiles as she runs her fingers through her hair and a red carpet is rolled down to the ring. The Rose Goddess slowly makes her way to the ring. She finally makes it to the ring and places one foot on the apron and stretches the other one on the apron as well. She does a split to enter the ring and she finally makes it to her feet. She waits impatiently as she places a hand on her hips and stares at Rose snatching the microphone away from her.)
Crystal Hilton: It’s ok you can move along your services aren’t required. Ladies and gentlemen I give to you myself the premier interviewer, journalist, and blogger galore Crystal Hilton!!!!!!!
(The fans begin to boo loud and she smirks as she slowly raises the microphone to her lips and speaks some more.)
Crystal Hilton: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the number one contenders spot at the Siren’s Championship. Introducing first from Buenos Aires Argentina... She is the one and only Mercedes Vargas!!!
(Suddenly, the arena lights turn off and the crowd is hyped up for what was in store. As the opening of “Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me” by U2 blares across the PA system, the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. As the lyrics finally kick in, a figure emerges; the highlight of their attire is being under the illusion. Mercedes Vargas stops short of the entrance ramp, hands on waist, and overlooking the crowd.
Cheers, boos and catcalls soon greet her. Oblivious and yet satisfied with their reaction for several seconds, she flips her long hair, then makes her way to the ring. As she goes up the steps and walks to the end of the ring apron, she climbs to the turnbuckle, then turns her head back as the camera shows her determined expression-perhaps a message that her opponent will be in for a tough fight.)
Scotty Mason: Well the fans are in for a treat as we are going to see Mercedes Vargas locking up with Cynthia Warren in which the winner will meet the winner of Zelda Knite and Roxi Johnson for the Siren’s Championship.
Dave Stevens: These two are here because they both made it to the Semis of the Siren’s tournament but just didn’t have it in them to make it past that point. Now they lock up with the chance to compete for the big one.
Scotty Mason: Not only that but Crystal Hilton is also the referee in this match. Who knows what role she plans to have a part in this match.
Crystal Hilton: And her opponent from who gives a crap, and no one really cares... Well... she isn’t worthy of an introduction get your ass to the ring right now!
(“Get Well Soon by Reggie & The Full Effect” blasts all over the speakers. As it does the beautiful Cindy Warren emerges from the back accompanied by her husband James. She smiles as she is wearing a stethoscope around her neck. She holds the end to the crowd to check the crowd’s heart beats and they welcome her with loud cheers. She grins as she stretches her arms out and claps the hands of the people cheering her on. She slides into the ring and slowly rises to her feet. She proudly raises her hands in the air as she turns around Crystal is motioning to James to leave ringside or else she is going to disqualify Cindy. Cindy offers a long sigh as she tells James to go leaving Cindy alone in the ring. Crystal calls for the bell as the match is officially underway.)
Scotty Mason: And with that bell it seems like this is ago.
Dave Stevens: What chances does Cynthia really have when the deck is stacked so high against her.
{Cynthia stares at Mercedes across the ring and she tries to sprint towards her but Crystal quickly gets in the way as she motions to her. Cynthia gives Crystal a shove as her eyes are locked tightly on Mercedes now but as she goes over to hit the Argentine Assassin but Crystal yanks on Cynthia from behind and as soon as Cynthia turns around Mercedes is there to grab Cindy and yanks her over her head with a german suplex. Cindy’s head hit’s the mat with a loud thud and Mercedes smirks as she hovers over the blonde and proceeds to stomp her boot into her driving it again and again right against her stomach. Cindy grabs as her stomach in pain and it isn’t long before Mercedes arrogantly yanks Cindy back up to her feet to the sound of boos. She irish whips Cindy towards the ropes and bends down looking to throw Cindy over her head but Cindy stops short as she drives a foot right against Mercedes head snapping it upwards. She grabs Mercedes by the head tucking it underneath an arm. Without hesitation she lifts Vargas over her head with a snap suplex driving the Latina against the mat. She quickly drops down and hooks a leg for the pin.)
Scotty Mason: What a very well executed suplex by Cynthia.
Dave Stevens: Mercedes seemed to be in control for the beginning but Cynthia has slowly taken over and is now in the driver’s seat.
(One...
Crystal doesn’t even bother counting a second time as her hand is on her elbow and she holds it in pain. Cynthia stands up as her arms are folded as she stares back at Hilton. She begins to argue with her and this gives Mercedes the time to rise back up. Mercedes is back on her feet and she nails Cynthia from behind with an elbow shot. Cynthia yells at the top of her lungs and Mercedes is back on the assault again as she turns Cynthia around. nailing her with a roundhouse kick to the temple. It connects with the North Carolinian and as Cynthia moves her head down Mercedes quickly jumps up locking her legs around Cynthia’s head as she takes her down with a hurricarana. Mercedes hooks a leg for the pin and Crystal suddenly isn’t favoring her elbow anymore as she shows us how much it feels better by counting super fast.
One...
Two...
Cindy quickly finds a way to kick out, and the fans begin to boo loudly as they break out into Crystal sucks chants.)
Scotty Mason: Do you hear these fans?! They aren’t impressed with Crystal Hilton.
Dave Stevens: Well apparently her arm is feeling better so that’s always a plus.
(Cindy stands up once again as she begins to argue about that ridiculously fast count. Mercedes quickly grabs a hold of Cynthia as she lifts her up and immediately drops her to the mat with a Black Rose Overdrive. Mercy drops down making a pinfall and Crystal is quick to count.
One..
Two...
Three..)
Scotty Mason: This is bull crap, Cynthia didn’t really get a chance to prove anything tonight,
Dave Stevens: This was a blatant screw job.
Rose Campbell: And the winner of the match as a result of a pin fall and your new number one contender, Mercedes Vargas!!!!!!!!
(Crystal smirks as she raises Mercedes hand in the air. Crystal turns ehr attention back over to Cynthia cursing her out. Mercy looks away but suddenly she grabs Crystal as she drills her into the mat with a black rose overdrive. Mercy leaves the ring as some fans actually applause.)
Scotty Mason: Despite the assist from Crystal all match long Mercy did state she did not need any help and she made Crystal pay for it.
Dave Stevens: Mercy moves on and now the question of when Crystal and Cindy needs to be asked.
Rose Campbell: The following match is a fatal fourway for the Television Championship, introducing first Cyrus Grey!!!!
(The guitar riffs begin as the lights in the arena go out. White strobe lights fill the arena once the drums hit and out walks Cyrus Grey. Dressed in black pants and black boots, he makes his way down to the ring to a chorus of boos from the fans. The sadistic smile on his face tells the story that he is ready to fight. Once at the ring, he grabs the middle rope and pulls himself between the middle and bottom rope into the ring, sliding on his stomach to the middle of the ring. Cyrus stands up in the middle of the rind and raises both hands above his head, throws his head back and mouths something inaudible to the heavens.)
Rose Campbell: Introducing next from Charlotte, North Carolina Jimmy Warren!!!!
(“Skillet by Savior” begins to blast across the speakers and as it does James Warren emerges through the curtain to the sound of boos. He is accompanied by his wife Cynthia and smirks as he slowly struts his way down to the ring. Fans begin to boo loudly in his face but he pays no attention to them as he eventually finds himself at the ring. He slides into the ring and kips up to his feet. He sits on the ropes just waiting patiently for his opponent to come out.)
Rose Campbell: Introducing next from Atlanta Georgia, Reckless Justice Hawx
("Victory at the cost of pain" appears on the tron as "Before The Fall" by September Mourning blares out the Pa System. 'Reckless' Justice Hawx walks out from the backstage area as the fans stand up and boo. Justice walks down to the ring as the crowd boo's louder and louder. Justice leaps onto the apron then climbs up the turnbuckle as he taunts the crowd. Justice leaps into the ring as his theme song fades and he waits for the match to begin.)
Rose Campbell: Introducing next from Canada Josh Stevens
("Do me a favor" by Stone sour hits as red and white lights flash on an off. Josh Stevens emerges wearing red tights with white trim, his long hair tied back in a pony tail. He makes he way down to the ring before taking his canadian themes jacket off.)
Scotty Mason: Here We go.
(All four men are currently in the ring when the referee calls for the bell. The bell sounds loudly as this match is officially underway. The match opens up with Jimmy Warren staring at all three of his opponents. He stares at the Television Championship smirking at it and proceeds to leave the ring as he grabs Cynthia by the hand and walking up the ramp. The fans begin to boo as he walks away leaving Josh Stevens, Cyrus, and Justice in the ring. Cyrus and Justice immediately tangle up with one another in a grapple but it isn’t for long as Josh Stevens quickly takes them both down with a double clothesline. As he does so he smirks as he drives some boots against the gut of Cyrus. He helps him up to his feet before he starts delivering some punches to his forehead. He connects with Cyrus in the head delivering shot after shot and he isn’t done until he nails Cyrus in the head with a very Canadian uppercut. Cyrus head pops up and as it does that is when Justice Hawx makes it to his feet. He stands up on his feet and sneaks behind Josh.)
Scotty Mason: And already it seems like we are off to a good start.
Dave Stevens: In a match like this you always must remember that there is someone else inside the ring. If you take your eyes off of that third man they could instantly strike quickly.
(Justice Hawx sprints towards the top of the turnbuckle. He is standing tall up top and without hesitation he leaps off of it driving his body across Josh’s. The problem with this concept however is that Josh is much bigger than Justice and he doesn’t waste any time as he lifts up Justice and slams him against an outstretched knee. Justice screams at the top of his lungs as Josh smirks looking down at both of his victims. The crowd immediately breaks out into USA chants and Josh just taunts them as he lifts the small man up. He holds him into the air for what seems like an eternal suplex. He just shows off keeping in the air for about 15 seconds before slinging backwards and driving him directly into the mat. Josh smirks as he stands tall looking down at his victim.)
Scotty Mason: What a great suplex by Josh Stevens.
Dave Stevens: Josh is showing us tonight his technical skills and you can be assured that Mr. Reagan is not too pleased with any of this.
(Josh drops down and hooks a leg for the pin fall but before the referee can even slump down to make anything of a count. Cyrus is there to break it up. Cyrus smiles as he grabs Josh lifting him up to his feet. He whips him towards the ropes and as Josh bounces off of them Cyrus runs at full speed and without hesitation he takes him off of his feet with a spear. Josh hit’s the mat with a loud thud as Cyrus hovers over him grinning. He signals that the end is coming as he tries to lifitt Josh up but the Canadian fights back as he kicks Cyrus in the gut and takes him off of his feet with a lariat. Both men hit the mat and Josh struggles back to his feet. Reckless sorry stands up and as he does Josh grabs him driving him into the mat with a Canadian Shock ddt. He hooks the leg for a pinfall. One....Two...Three! Cyrus tries to break it up at the last second but he is too late as the referee has already counted for the third time.)
Rose Campbell: And the winner of the match and the first ever CPW Television Champion.... JOSH STEVENS!!!!!!!!
(The referee hands Josh the title and he takes it smirking at it as he raises it high into the air. He slowly cracks a grin as he raises it high to the delight of the crowd and we go elsewhere.)
Scotty Mason: Josh Stevens has come out of nowhere, and has won the CPW Television title.
Dave Stevens: Yes! 1 for 1!
Scotty Mason: Josh may not be the face of the company right now, but he's got a great consolation prize.
Dave Stevens: Now, let's get the North American title around the waist of Davey Ortega, and the World title around the waist of Adam Knite and I'll be happy.
Scotty Mason: Coming up next, we're going to crown our first ever CPW North American title.
Dave Stevens: Kevin Allen earned his way into this match, but his partner Craig Jacobs was seriously injured during a match. So Davey Ortega graciously stepped in to take his place.
Scotty Mason: Uh, Maria Salvatore placed him in the match.
Dave Stevens: After Ortega volunteered.
Scotty Mason: That's not what happened.
Dave Stevens: That's what he told me.
(''Back in the Saddle Again'' hits the speakers as the fans have a mixed reaction. Davey Ortega comes from the back and stand on the entrance way looking to the ring, then eying both sides of the crowed. He walks down the ring with confidence, making his way up the stairs to the apron, he walks to the middle of the apron and turns to acknowledge the fans, raising his hand for a photo opportunity before he gets into the ring and waits.)
Scotty Mason: Davey looks ready tonight.
Dave Stevens: Of course he is, the man is a professional. He's ready to take on any challenge.
Scotty Mason: He'll have to be, if he wants to get by Kevin Allen.
Dave Stevens: I'm telling you Scotty, I'm already 1 for 1. I predicted Josh Stevens to win the TV title. I predicted Adam Knite will win the World title. And I'm predicting Davey Ortega will win this match.
("Had Enough" blares over the PA and Kevin Allen parts the curtain and stands at the top of the stage as the fans cheer. He makes his way to the ring slapping some fans five along the way. He pauses at the base of the ramp and raises his arms before entering the ring.)
Scotty Mason: Kevin Allen has worked long and hard for moments like this.
Dave Stevens: Too bad it's all going to end up being for nothing.
( The bell sounds and the two men immediately lock up in a rough collar and elbow tie up. They jockey for position, neither man willing to give up any ground. It's so rough in fact that the two men end up falling through the ropes and out of the ring. On the floor they break, and both slide back into the ring. They lock up again, and this time Davey goes behind Allen and uses a wrestling takedown. The two grapple for a little while, neither man able to gain control, until a mistake by Ortega leads Allen to go for the New Twist [Lebell Lock] Ortega instantly squirms to the ropes.)
Scotty Mason: And Ortega almost cost himself the match trying to outwrestle Kevin Allen.
Dave Stevens: Hey, Ortega is no slouch.
Scotty Mason: But Kevin Allen is "wrestling personified" for a reason.
Dave Stevens: It's just a nickname.
(The two men circle and lock up again. Allen goes into a top wristlock, trying to control everything, until Ortega switches to a hammerlock. Allen looks for an escape, and tries a snapmare, which Ortega diligently holds on to the hammerlock. Allen gets back to his feet and does a series of rolls and escapes into an Irish whip. Ortega rebounds and knocks Allen down with a shoulder block. Ortega hits the adjacent ropes, and Allen drops in front. Ortega jumps over and on the rebound, Allen goes for a hiptoss that Ortega blocks. Allen then instantly goes for the New Twist again, but Ortega blocks and picks up Allen in a fireman's carry, but Allen drops down into a sunset flip 1...2..Ortega rolls up and stacks up Allen 1...2.. Allen flips it back to a sunset flip 1...2..Ortega rolls back over 1....2..Allen rolls back to the sunset 1...2..Ortega reverses again, and slides into a pin 1...2...Allen neck bridges out and reverses into a backslide 1...2..Ortega kicks out and gets up, and walks into another attempt at the New Twist! Allen almost gets it locked in but Ortega squirms to the ropes and go outside the ring to collect himself. )
Scotty Mason: An impressive series of near-falls there, and Ortega again to trying to outmanuver Kevin Allen, and it's not working.
Dave Stevens: Ortega isn't even trying Scotty.
Scotty Mason: He looks like he's spent some energy to me.
Dave Stevens: You have an untrained eye.
(Ortega rolls back into the ring, and the two lock up again. Allen again targets the arm of Ortega, but Ortega grows tired of it and tosses Allen out of the ring.)
Scotty Mason: And now, Ortega is about throw the rule book out the window.
Dave Stevens: Nonsense. This is Undisputed, you do what you have to do to win.
Scotty Mason: I'll remember that.
(Ortega goes outside and attacks Allen on the floor with forearms to the back, before throwing him back inside the ring. Inside, Ortega picks up Allen and delivers a backbreaker before floating into the cover 1...2..Allen kicks out. Ortega meets Allen as they stand, but Allen strikes first with a kick. Allen goes for an Irish whip, but it gets reversed, and on the rebound, Ortega drives a knee into Allen's gut, dropping him to his knees. Then a kick to the back puts Allen down on the mat. Allen crawls to a corner where Ortega is there to stomp him. Ortega then picks up Allen and fires him across to the other corner. Ortega charges and Allen moves, and Ortega goes shoulder-first into the steel post!)
Scotty Mason: And Ortega may have just taken himself out the match!
Dave Stevens: Oh No!
(Allen picks up Ortega and then runs him to the other rise of the ring and into the post shoulder-first again. Ortega clutches his shoulder as Allen then responds and hits a single-arm DDT! Ortega rolls around in pain as Allen waits in the corner for Ortega to get up. Ortega gets up, and Allen charges, but Ortega counters with a snap-powerslam!)
Scotty Mason: And now we're back to all even.
Dave Stevens: But Ortega's shoulder is still is bad shape.
(Ortega slowly gets up first, and sets up for the Setting Sun [Spear] Allen slowly gets up, and Ortega charges, but Allen leapfrogs and Ortega spears the corner. Ortega staggers back and Allen connects with a release German suplex! Allen crawls into the cover 1...2..Ortega kicks out. Allen then tries to lock Ortega in the Tried and True [Sharpshooter] But Ortega uses his foot and kicks away and Allen almost hits referee Kevin Alexander. In the instant that Allen stops himself short, Ortega comes in and rolls up Allen holding the tights and the ropes for good measure. 1...2....3!)
Scotty Mason: Wait...what the hell?!
Dave Stevens: Davey Ortega did it!
Scotty Mason: He cheated!
Dave Stevens: You do what you have to do.
Scotty Mason: You keep saying that.
(Ortega rolls out of the ring and is handed the North American title. Allen looks disgusted as he gets in the face of Kevin Alexander and pleads his case about the tights and the ropes. Alexander explains he can't call what he doesn't see. Ortega is all smiles as he walks up the ramp with the title.)
Dave Stevens: I just have one question. Who's going to answer that phone?
Scotty Mason: What?
Dave Stevens: Because I called it!
Scotty Mason: *Sigh* Folks, the Siren's title match is next.
Scotty Mason: Folks, it's a dream match in the eyes of many. We're about to crown the first ever CPW Siren's champion.
Dave Stevens: Watch two women wrestle around suits me.
Scotty Mason: Really Dave?
Dave Stevens: Okay, they can make me a sandwich too.
Scotty Mason: You...are...terrible.
(Zelda's theme kicks on as the LoZ remix starts off with smoke filling the entrance ramp. "Call to Action" by Pillar hits now and the strobe lights around the ramp begin flicking on and off as Zelda slowly steps out with her arms stretched out, the music picks up and Zelda sprints to the ring. She hops onto the nearest turnbuckle and plays to the crowd for a bit. When the music dies down, she jumps down and waits for the match to begin.)
Scotty Mason: Zelda has been a champion everywhere she's gone, can she add another title to her impressive collection tonight?
("Everyday Superhero" plays over the PA system. Once the lyrics begin, Roxi Johnson emerges from the backstage area, She pauses at the top of the entranceway, soaking in the atmosphere. She stares ahead at the ring and begins a slow walk towards it. She pauses from time to time looking around the arena. After a moment, she steps on the apron, and enters the ring through the ropes. Once inside, she runs to the nearest corner, jumps on it, and raises her arms to the cheers of the audience.)
Scotty Mason: Roxi Johnson has also had a great deal of success coming into tonight, She also have a great chance to make history.
Dave Stevens: Listen, these two can do whatever they want elsewhere, tonight, that means nothing.
(The bell sounds as the two women circle. Roxi goes for a lock up, but Zelda instantly shoots a knee to Roxi's gut. Zelda follows it up with an European uppercut, then a kick to the gut that staggers Roxi back. Zelda fires another forearm before attempting an Irish whip, but Roxi reverses. Zelda holds the ropes, and Roxi charges, but Zelda drops her with an elbow. Quick cover 1...kickout. Zelda stands and delivers a hard kick to Roxi's ribs that echo's throughout the arena. Zelda then locks in a reverse chin lock to ground Roxi.)
Scotty Mason: Nice strategy by Zelda Knite, trying to ground Roxi early on.
Dave Stevens: Whatever.
(Roxi tries to regain her feet, and begins to do so, but Zelda Knite simply turns the chin lock into a backbreaker to regain control. Again she slaps the chin lock, but Roxi again fights up to her feet. She elbows her way out, then the two begin to trade punches. Roxi. Zelda. Roxi. Zelda. Roxi. Zelda. Roxi finally rattles off a few punches in a row. Roxi goes for a kick, but Zelda catches her foot. Roxi bounces before manages to catch Zelda with an enziguri!)
Scotty Mason: And Roxi is now in the match.
Dave Stevens: Okay, I'll admit, it was impressive.
Scotty Mason: There women are going to put on a hell of a show Dave.
(Zelda crawls to her feet using the ropes. Roxi charges her, but Zelda backdrops Roxi over the top rope. Roxi lands on the apron and as Zelda turns, she gets a forearm to the face that drops her. Roxi instantly springs over the ropes with a summersault leg drop. Roxi goes for the cover 1...2..kickout. Zelda rolls away and gets to her feet, where Roxi meets her with a clothesline. Zelda goes down and Roxi stands next to her and does a standing moonsault. Another cover 1...2..kickout. )
Scotty Mason: Roxi is trying everything she can, but Zelda is double tough.
Dave Stevens: That's nice.
Scotty Mason: Really Dave?
Dave Stevens: What of it?
( Roxi picks up Zelda and throws her into the corner. Zelda hops up on the middle rope, and throws and headfake, which Roxi instinctively ducks. Zelda uses the moment to do a sunset flip from the middle rope. 1...2..kickout Zelda gets up and charges but Roxi ducks and hits a forearm to the face. Then another. Roxi hits the ropes and is able to take Zelda over with a flying headscissors. Roxi stands and waits for Zelda to do so. Zelda does, and Roxi charges, but Zelda elbows her in the jaw. Zelda then throws more forearms to the face of Roxi before Irish whipping Roxi in. On the rebound Zelda drops her head looking for a backdrop, but Roxi counters with a swinging neckbreaker. Another cover 1...2..kickout by Zelda. Zelda rolls to the apron to collect herself, but Roxi stays on the attack and dropkicks Zelda in the back, sending Zelda to the floor.)
Scotty Mason: This match is about to pick up the intensity.
Dave Stevens: We'll see.
(Roxi stands on the apron as Zelda gets up, and Roxi flies off with a cannonball attack on the floor!)
Scotty Mason: Cannonball by Roxi Johnson.
Dave Stevens: Okay, that was pretty sweet.
(Roxi slowly gets up and walks over to Zelda to pick her up. Zelda fights back and pushes Roxi back first into the steel post. Roxi clutches her back in pain as Zelda collects herself. Zelda throws Roxi into the ring an covers 1...2..kickout by Roxi. Zelda stands and pulls Roxi up, delivers a few kicks for good measure. Zelda then throws Roxi into the corner and delivers a few more kicks before backing up and charging with a running big boot in the corner, that drops Roxi like a rock. Zelda goes for the cover 1...2..kickout by Roxi. Zelda pulls Roxi to her feet, but Roxi breaks out and begins fighting back until Zelda responds with a knee. Zelda picks Roxi up in a fireman's carry, before slamming her on the mat. Zelda drags Roxi to the corner, a pulls back on the top rope before landing a perfect split-legged moonsault. Another cover 1...2..Roxi kicks out again.)
Scotty Mason: These two are going to extremes to win this match.
Dave Stevens: I'm...starting to get into this match a little bit.
Scotty Mason: Not so bad is it?
( Zelda picks up Roxi and then delivers a backbreaker again. Cover 1...2..kickout. Zelda stands, seemingly frustrated, but at the same time, enjoying herself. Roxi slowly gets up, and Zelda goes for an Irish whip, but Roxi reverses, Zelda tips up and Roxi catches her feet, Zelda prepares for a headscissors, but Roxi simply pulls back and DROPS Zelda face-first to the ground! Roxi stands up, waiting for Zeld to do so. Roxi charges and clotheslines Zelda down, then another as she gets up. Then a bulldog from behind. Zelda rolls over and Roxi immediately springs off the ropes and lands the Reality Bites [Lionsault] Cover 1...2...Zelda kicks out. Roxi questions the count, but then goes back and waits for Zelda to stands. Zelda goes, and as Roxi moves in, but Zelda catches her with a kick. Zelda moves in and goes for another kick, but Roxi catches her foot. Thinking quickly, Zelda pulls Roxi in and nails the Contra Code [Codebreaker] out of nowhere!)
Scotty Mason: This could be it.
Dave Stevens: This is getting good now.
(Zelda rolls Roxi over and covers 1...2...no! Roxi manages to roll her shoulder. Zelda thinks about it for a moment before climbing the ropes. She waits on Roxi to stand, but as Zelda flies off, Roxi swats her away as she attempts a missile dropkick. Zelda gets up and walks into a boot to the gut, then Roxi lifts her, steps over and connects with the Hero of the Day [Styles Clash] She rolls into the cover 1...2...3kickout!)
Scotty Mason: Roxi Johnson was so close.
Dave Stevens: I thought she had it!
(Roxi can't believe it and then stands and leans against the ropes. As Zelda stands, Roxi spring boards, looking for the Ray of Hope [Disaster kick] but Zelda ducks out of the way. Roxi comes down awkwardly on her knee, leaving Zelda the opening to his the Game Over [Full-Nelson Facebuster] Zelda makes the cover 1....2...3!)
Scotty Mason: And after a fantastic match, Zelda Knite survives and wins the CPW Siren's championship.
Dave Stevens: That...was really good. But one mistake is all it takes and you end up a loser.
(Roxi kicks out just after the three as Zelda rolls over breathing heavy. Roxi looks stunned and questions the count. Zelda is handed the title and she stands proudly. She holds it up, and Roxi stands and the two go face to face again, but Roxi holds her hand out and Zelda shakes it.)
Scotty Mason: And after all that, A great show of sportsmanship.
Dave Stevens: That kind of ruined the mood.
Scotty Mason: Shut up, Dave.
(Roxi exits the ring leaving Zelda to hold up her title proudly as her music plays.)
Scotty Mason: A fantastic match between those two ladies. Now, we've got only one match left.
Dave Stevens: Boston's own Fergus Callaghan is about to get his one and only shot at the big time. But Adam Knite is about make sure that doesn't happen.
