Ultimate Wrestling Entertainment Proudly Presents…
An FWPK Enterprises: Over the Top Production

Oh, she’s only Seventeen!

Location:
UWE Studios, Vancouver

Exodus! June 4th. The date is looming, and with UWE’s go home show about to kick off, the Vancouverites wonder who will go into the 2nd PPV with lots of momentum, and who will be playing catch-up.

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Before the first match, the Vancouver crowd is treated to an appearance by Mike Rosati! The former Maddogg makes his way to the ring and calls out Asylum, challenging the Masked Madman for a match at Exodus! However, Lara Pegorino comes out, and announces that to her deep regret, it will not happen. However, he will face Nidia Vladiwebski at Exodus.
However, Lise Fortier then comes out, and proposes a contract signing for Midsummer Massacre. A stipulation of Mike’s own choosing, against the man he’s been dying to face. The contract is signed by Rosati, and it looks like we already have one of the main events for the PPV following Exodus!

Show Opener – Single’s Match
Karma Tenzin vs. Asylum

(Referee: Corey Miner)

As the match starts, it’s obvious Asylum isn’t his usual self. Even when Corey Miner rings for the bell, the Masked Madman hardly reacts. Karma Tenzin is wary however, suspecting a trap. He circles around Asylum cautiously, fully expecting him to burst out of the gate at any given second. But even as The Bhutanese Beast slowly starts closing in on Asylum, it’s like the psychopath doesn’t even know who his opponent is, or where he’s at.

Eventually, Tenzin applies a headlock to Asylum, but the masked madman’s arms already hang limp from their shoulders. They sway weakly, and eventually something that might have resembled a punch once evolves from the movement, but he might as well have hit the Bhutanese Beast with a slab of polystyrene. The fans in attendance are shocked by this unexpected turn of events. They start booing, but for all th wrong reasons. They might despise Asylum, but at least his antics and ruthless aggression never fail to entertain. This, however, they did not pay to see. And none seem more frustrated than Karma Tenzin himself, who looks at the referee, asking what is happening as he lets go of the headlock.

Corey Miner shrugs and walks up to Asylum, waving his hand in front of his eyes, but the maniac is unresponsive. UWE’s nombre deux scratches his head, and wonders what he should do. Call for the bell, maybe? As he looks at Asylum’s glazed eyes, he shakes hishead and looks over at The Bhutanese Beast, before turning around and signaling the timekeeper…

But as Miner’s hand goes up to call for the bell, Asylum’s hand snaps forward, grabbing the official’s wrist! Corey gasps as Asylum has his wrist locked in an iron grip. Tenzin stirs, and frees Corey Miner from the madman’s grasp. The official rubs his wrist, and Asylum, still looking like he’s teetering on the brink of collapse, suddenly lashes out at The Bhutanese Beast with all his might, the sound of the slap sending shockwaves throughout the UWE Studios! The Vancouver crowd has a reason to get excited again, as Asylum seems to have found his fighting spirit, despite his questionable physical state. Tenzin is clear of mind however, and easily ducks the next swing that comes from Asylum. He gets up behind him and locks him in a double chickenwing, before turning it into a suplex! Asylum lands on the mat, and the momentum sends him through the bottom rope, before falling to the outside in front of the announcer’s table. Tenzin follows him to the outside, and Irish Whips Asylum into the ringpost, head first! Asylum collapses to the floor, and Tenzin is immediately back on him. He lifts Asylum up, and smashes the masked madman into the steel ring steps several times.

However, what Tenzin doesn’t realize, is that with every smash, Asylum seems to be getting stronger and stronger. The repeated smashes make the glaze on his eyes disappear. His mouth starts to contort and a snarl begins to form. With every hit, Tenzin is feeding him adrenaline, and Asylum is all too eager to feed off of it, enabling him to overcome whatever knocked out his senses at the start of the match. Suddenly, Asylum blocks the next ringstep smash by smacking his hands on them. He jumps back up to a vertical base and surprises The Bhutanese Beast by grabbing a hold of him, lifting him up and nailing him with a spinebuster on the same steps that Tenzin was using to hurt him.

With Miner already at the count of 9, Asylum quickly rolls in and out to break the pin, not content to get the count out victory so soon. It immediately becomes apparent that Asylum is back to his old self, and he grabs Tenzin’s head before viciously grinding it on the steel steps, hoping to break the skin and draw blood. Tenzin retaliates by elbowing Asylum in the gut. THe psychopath grabs Tenzin by the neck, before throwing him into the ringside barricade! Tenzin lands hard with a vicious smack. Smelling blood, he rushes in to knee Tenzin in the face but the Beast rolls out of the way and Asylum knees the barricade instead. Tenzin rolls through again, and as he approaches Asylum from behind, locks his arms around the waist and deadlifts him into a reverse bear hug. Asylum is taller than Tenzin, so the Bhutanese Beast does beautifully to follow the move all the way through with a bridging German suplex! The audience finally starts to sound their appreciation, and this time it’s Tenzin who rolls in and out of the ring to break up the count.

But as always, taking your eyes off of Asylum is dangerous. The masked madman explodes from his fetal position with surprising speed and drives Tenzin into the ring apron. He then grabs him by the wrist and whips him into the announcer’s table! It rattles as Tenzin makes contact. Asylum once again charges at him like a man possessed, but The Bhutanese Beast has enough awareness to see it coming. He takes a step forward, bends over and counters it into a big back bodydrop, sending Asylum flying! The masked madman lands on the announcer’s table, which collapses under the impact!

The fans start a ‘holy shit’ chant. Asylum is squirming in pain on the collapsed table as Tenzin turns around with… is that a smile on his face? One might almost think so. Asylum is slowly getting back up to his feet, but Tenzin steps back in. As he gets to his knees, Tenzin levels him again with a miniature big boot. Realizing the referee is already at the count of 9 again, Tenzin quickly rolls in and out of the ring again, wanting to finish this the proper way. But as soon as Tenzin rolls back out, he hears a shriek!

Asylum has gotten back to a vertical base and has grabbed hold of CJ Kim! The Masked Madman has her in a side headlock, and as Wells and even Darlington look on in stunned and terrified silence, it is Karma Tenzin first and foremost who is horrified. He wants to charge at Asylum in a fit of atypical rage, but Asylum now switches his hold over to a double chcikenwing. He growls at Tenzin to keep his distance or watch CJ gets destroyed. Tenzin lifts up his hands immediately and backs away, knowing that Asylum does not make idle threats. Asylum throws CJ into the ring, and as the crowd looks on in fingernailbiting horror, they see Asylum lift the announcer up onto his shoulders. Is he going to Lobotomize her?

Asylum shouts at Tenzin to get in the ring, and the Bhutanese Beast immediately does so. He holds up his hands trying to plead with Asylum. But the only response Asylum gives him is by point at the mat. Tenzin understands. He nods and goes to lie on his back. With CJ still on his shoulder and the threat of Lobotomy still very real, Tenzin is paralyzed with concern for his girlfriend. Asylum plants his foot on Tenzin’s chest and a confused Corey Miner finally slumps down for the count.

1…
2…
3!

Winner, by pinfall at 10:20
–Asylum–

Following the calling of the bell, Asylum throws CJ carelessly on top of Karma before exiting the ring. Tenzin immediately wraps his arms around his girlfriend as she looks on in tearful shock. The crowd boos Asylum with all they can muster. What an insane way to kick off Over the Top! As medical staff rushes out to tend to CJ, she reassures them that she’s fine, and completely fit to continue her announcing duties. As ringside workers set up a new announce table, they applaud the brave Miss Kim as she takes up her seat next to Blake Wells again.

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Match Two – Elimination Tag Team Match
Lucilla & Ruby vs. The Dogs of War

(Referee: Chuck Aitken w/ JJ Hemphill)

Completely ignoring the ‘We Want Ruby’ chant, Lucilla insists on kicking things off, and she starts on the opposite side of Danny Oliver, the younger of the Olivers. As soon as the bell rings, Danny charges at her with youthful enthusiasm, but Lucilla slides through his legs, avoiding him. She runs through, and at the other side knocks Jared Oliver off of the apron with a well-aimed elbow. She climbs the turnbuckle, spins and leaps, landing right on top of Danny, levelling him with a beautiful hurricanrana.

Jared Oliver is already furious with the antics of Lucilla this early in the match. He hops back on the apron and tries to go through the ropes but Chuck Aitken is on the case and physically holds Jared back from getting involved while he isn’t the legal man. JJ Hemphill is eyeing the senior official as he goes about his job, and doesn’t notice that in the middle of the ring, Lucilla quite plainly kicks Danny Oliver in the balls with a punt to his genitals. Lucilla grins as Danny collapses in agony, and the corwd boos her with all their might. This just infuriates Jared even more, and he’s now almost trying to bulrush Aitken to get at Lucilla, but it’s just playing to her advantage as he sticks her thumb in his eye and presses down. Danny roars in pain, and it isn’t until Lucilla’s own tag partner gets involved that she is forced to break up the illegal maneuver. Ruby grabs Lucilla by the shoulders and tears her off of Danny, who clutches his eye socket. Lucilla seems none too pleased with this interruption and shoves Ruby away, leading to an even louder chorus of boos. But as Jared Oliver finally backs away, Danny smells a moment of weakness and rolls Lucilla up from behind!

One…

Two…

Lucilla kicks out, barely in time as she was caught completely off guard. Danny, one hand still clutching his eye, and moving with an odd limp following the low blow, grabs Lucilla by the hair and pulls her to her feet. With his obvious size and strength advantage, he one-handedly whips her against the ropes and as she bounces off hits her with a snap power slam, getting all of it! The crowd cheers for the first time in a while, and as Ruby looks on, Danny goes to town on Lucilla! It seems he has a point to prove, as he hits her with a series of mounted punches and elbows that are so lightning quick that Lucilla has to put up her very best defenses not to get knocked out then and there. Danny’s weight makes it near impossible for Lucilla to break free, and it’s not until Chuck Aitken tears Danny off of Lucilla that she gets a bit of a breather. But Danny’s immediately back on her, grabs her ankle and twists in an ankle lock, taking a page out of his brother’s book. Lucilla tries to wriggle free, but Danny’s expert application makes it very hard for her to get the right leverage for a reversal. Danny slowly drags Lucilla backwards, ankle lock still applied, towards his own corner. He pushes his own back into the turnbuckle, and Jared tags himself in by slapping his brother’s back. He hops over the top rope, and immediately lands a legdrop on the back of Lucilla’s neck. With the ankle locks also still applied, Jared locks in a Fujiwara armbar, and Lucilla is now being contorted at all sides. Lucilla screams in agony, but Ruby doesn’t even budge from her corner, realizing that she has enough power of will to withstand the holds, and secretly enjoying the pain the Olivers are dishing out right now. Once again Chuck Aitken must come to Lucilla’s aid as he counts to 4, forcing Danny to relinquish the hold and get out of the ring. The armbar is still locked in however, and Ruby starts to realize Lucilla might be in trouble. But once Ruby’s shoulders enter the ring to potentially go and break up the hold, Lucilla’s foot finds the bottom rope. Jared gets some extra torque in before releasing it though, and as he too finally has to let go, Lucilla grabs her arm in pain as she rolls away from the Dog of War. But Jared doesn’t let her retreat to the corner, as he follows the example of his brother Danny and targets the already hurt ankle. He grabs a hold of it, and drops a couple of elbows on it, each time making sure to slam it as hard into the mat as possible every time he connects. Lucilla grunts every time Jared connects and it now seems as if she’s in big, big trouble, even more so when he eventually locks in an ankle lock again. This time though, Ruby seems more worried. She hesitates a second, but then eventually goes into the ring to break it up. Her hesitation allowed Danny to spot it though, and before Ruby has the chance to break up Jared’s lock, she is bowled over by the much larger, stronger and heavier Oliver.

While the crowd never likes to see Ruby lose, they’re absolutely ecstatic at the prospect of Lucilla potentially tapping out. They rise to their feet as Lucilla screams in agony, and raises one of her hands. It goes down!

And lands right on the leg of Danny Oliver, who was still in the ring after knocking Ruby over. She uses Danny’s leg for leverage, and pulls herself away from Jared, whose lock is loosened. Lucilla grabs Danny’s leg with her other hand, and the added leverage is enough to tear herself loose, but her ankle is hanging from her leg like a limp piece of lettuce. Aitken pleads with Danny to get out of the ring, but the younger Oliver brother points at Lucilla, saying he can’t get out while she has her arms wrapped around his legs. With Aitken face to face with Danny, Lucilla plants her teeth in his thigh, before releasing him and getting up to her one good foot… only to eat a Superkick by Jared! The Dog of War goes for the pin!

1…

2…

Ruby charges in and breaks it up. Danny grabs her Ruby from behind and nails her with an overhead German, sending the tiny Canadian flying, and leaves the ring as well, before Aitken disqualifies them. Jared goes back for the cover..

1…

2…

This time Lucilla kicks out by herself. Jared smacks the mat in frustration, and lifts Lucilla to her feet. He grabs her by the throat, turns so that he’s reaching behind him and wants to go for the Oliver Twist! He spins… But Lucilla grabs him by the neck and reverses it into a DDT!

The crowd applauds, and with both Jared and Lucilla down, Ruby and Danny are now on the apron, extending their hands as their respective tag partners start crawling towards them. A ‘WE WANT RUBY’ and ‘LET’S GO DANNY’ chant emerges, and the crowd explodes as both Lucilla and Jared tag themselves out at the exact same time!

Ruby explodes from her corner like a true spitfire, and hits Jared with a beautiful dropkick. He goes down but immediately gets back up again, only to eat a Pelé Kick! Ruby is on fire, and after a standing moonsault followed by a standing 450 splash, she calls for the Ruby in the Rough! She retreats to her corner, waiting for Danny to get back to his knees… Once he does, she carges in, and gets all of it! Danny collapses to the mat like a sack of spuds, and Ruby firs the crowd up by throwing her hands in the air. She goes back to her corner, and hops on the top turnbuckle. As she leaps, Lucilla slaps her backside, reminiscent of last week. Ruby hits the Ruby-red Death, planting her feet squarely in Danny’s face, and runs through. She leaps over the top rope and clotheslines Jared off the apron, while Lucilla pulls off a move of her own…

Lucid Dream on Danny! The corkscrew shooting star press in beautifully executed, and Lucilla pins the man from Michigan…

1..

2…

3!

Chuck Aitken calls for the bell.

Winners, by pinfall at 11:25
–Lucilla & Ruby–

Post-match, Ruby gets back in the ring, and Chuck Aiken raises the hands of the married couple. Whilst they seemed to be on a different page at the start of the match, they sure turned it around with excellent teamwork near the end to get the win.

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Match Three – single’s match
JTX vs. Nidia Vladiwebski

(Referee: JJ Hemphill)

JTX trots down to the ring with his remake of the Kyle Stone Memorial Cup and announces that the match would be for that same Cup. The bell rings and the contest is on! Nidia has heard of JTX’s plans to not enact any offense on her, so she goes in hard. It’s safe to say JTX wasn’t expecting this.

Right out of the gate, Nidia speeds in and throws some heavy kicks at JTX, backing him into a corner. She hurries for a grapple, but JTX slips passed her. Nidia has an uncharacteristic fire inside her as she turns to keep JTX on the defensive.

She rushes JTX once again, throwing punches and kicks galore. JTX is able to block them this time, moving about swiftly, throwing his hands in the way of each strike. On her final straight jab attempt, JTX grabs a hold and judo flips Nidia.

She is quick to her feet after the counter, this time plotting her next move rather than diving in wildly. The two competitors circle. Nidia is again the first to attack. She charges, but JTX slaps on a quick arm drag to send her across the ring. She comes back for more. Another arm drag.

Nidia is visibly frustrated now, pounding the mat. JTX’s plan has gone off without a hitch. Nidia gets back up and this time, she’s able to catch JTX with a dropkick! This sends JTX against the ropes. Nidia goes on the offensive! She puts a series of chops into JTX’s chest and runs off of the opposite ropes.

She hurls herself towards JTX, but he slumps down, pulling the ropes with him! Nidia Vladiwebski is sent to the floor! JTX centers himself in the ring, waiting for his opponent to come to and reenter the squared-circle.

It is now that the lights in the UWE Studios arena begin to flicker. JTX snaps his gaze towards the entrance ramp as the lights go from dark to light in rapid fashion. His obviously feels like someone is playing tricks on him

It appears that is the case, as the face of Brandon Sorrow appears on the video screen. In a split second, it’s gone, but the lights continue. The face of Sorrow returns, but vanishes just as quickly as before. This happens a few more times, putting JTX on guard, wishfully awaiting the arrival of his arch enemy.

It doesn’t happen, however. The lights and the video screen go back to normal, leaving JTX disappointed. It caused a distraction, however! Nidia is back in the ring! JTX turns his attention from the possible Brandon Sorrow appearance back towards her. She’s waiting for him!

Nidia leaps up and locks her legs over JTX’s shoulders, pulling him over with a beautiful hurricanrana! She follows through, hooking JTX for a pin fall! JJ Hemphill slides in and counts one…two…

JTX pushes Nidia off and breaks the count! He quickly stands and Nidia stays on him! She pulls her leg back as far as she can before sending it right towards the gut of Hot Pink Fury.

JTX catches her foot! He holds it there for a moment, staring his opponent down. He then throws Nidia’s leg away, causing her to spin around. Immediately, JTX clutches Nidia’s arms and twists with her. He’s got her in position…

Unprettier!

Nidia’s face and body are planted hard into the mat. JTX rolls her over and goes for the pin. Referee Hemphill slides in for the count.

One…

Two…

Three!

That’s it, JTX has the win!

Winner, by pinfall at 03:41
–JTX–

Following his victory, JTX stands in the ring and shouts for Brandon Sorrow to come and get him. He motions that he is waiting right there for Sorrow to come do his worst. Time passes and absolutely nothing happens, leaving JTX disappointed yet again. It looks like he’ll have to wait until Exodus to get Brandon Sorrow inside of the steel cage.

Finally, Sylvie Rose announces JTX as the winner and JJ Hemphill raises his hand. JTX pushes the referee away and walks over to where Nidia is laying. Nidia looks up at him for a second before turning away in disappointment. Nidia runs her hands through her hair and punches the mat in frustration.

JTX looks down at Nidia and reaches his hand out to her. Nidia doesn’t know how to react so she timidly reaches out to accept his extended hand. JTX bends down and helps Nidia to her feet. She stumbles for a moment before gaining her footing. She hangs her head in shame as she awaits JTX’s next move. JTX leans in and puts his hand on Nidia’s chin, bringing her head up and facing her forward.

He gets his mouth in close to Nidia’s ear. We cannot hear what is being said, and Nidia’s thick brunette hair obscures his lips, but JTX is whispering something to her. Once he is done speaking, Nidia looks up at JTX and nods.

JTX pats her on the back and nods at her back before turning around and exiting the ring. He jaw jacks with the fans sitting beside the entrance ramp as he makes his way back to the locker room. Nidia frowns for a second before biting her bottom lip and rubbing her forehead with the palm of her hand.

This leaves Ricky Darlington to give his thoughts on what just occurred, “I wonder what JTX said to Nidia. It’s hard to even fathom a guess from her facial expression.”

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Match Four – Single’s match
Matt Moore vs. James Calhoun

(Referee: Claudia Morello)

Matt Moore and James Calhoun waste no time in making their entrances. Referee Morello shouts her instructions to both men and this anticipated singles contest has begun! The two men circle, looking for a pathway that leads to an advantage.

Soon enough, Matt Moore makes the first move. He connects with a hard kick to Calhoun’s outer thigh. And another! He preps for one more, but Calhoun backs into a corner to get away. Matt is definitely looking to show off some of that Japanese strong style.

Moore tries to rush Calhoun, but the Callous Cowboy ducks under the center ropes and calls for the referee to back Matt away. Morello does just that as she demands Matt let James remove himself from the corner before continuing. Moore obliges.

Calhoun finally gets out of the corner and they begin to circle again. It’s déjà vu. Matt sends a thunderous kick to the same spot as the two before. Calhoun isn’t having any of that. This time, he rolls out of the ring, mouthing off to the front row fans who are booing his preserving tactics. The Callous One is showing some frustration towards the fact that Matt was able to land those kicks.

As Calhoun turns around, after kicking the air in anger, he sees Matt Moore coming right for him! Matt goes for a dive! But it’s a fake out! Moore doesn’t dive. He simply exits onto the apron as Calhoun braces himself for impact.

Matt waits for James to remove his arms from covering his head before he leaps at him from the apron. Calhoun has some quick thinking, however! The axe handle from Matt is sidestepped and Calhoun sends a right hand into his gut. The momentum sends Matt flipping forward, hitting the ground hard. Calhoun wipes his hands clean and smirks. He then points to his head, gesturing about his intelligence in the situation that just arose.

Matt begins to rise to his feet. Calhoun pounds three hard rights into Moore’s head. The cowboy then lifts Moore all the way up, sending him straight into the barricade with a massive thud. Inside the ring, Claudia Morello orders the men to bring it back while starting her count.

Calhoun goes after Matt again, attempting an Irish Whip. Matt reverses! The destination was the steel ring post and Calhoun’s plan backfires. He eats the steel. Claudia is at a five count now, but neither man has moved back into the ring.

Matt keeps up the offense, rushing towards Calhoun. He hops onto the nearby steel steps, using it as a launching pad for an enziguiri. The Callous One hits the mat! Matt quickly gets him back up though, rolling him into the ring.

Moore slides in and gives James a hard stomp before lifting him to his feet. Three hard palm strikes to the face follow. The Gaijin Kaiju now hits the ropes, hoping to come back for a dropkick. Before he can get into position, though, Calhoun explodes with a huge clothesline that drops Matt like a sack of potatoes!

Calhoun stands and kicks Matt right in the face. The cowboy then plants his boot against Matt’s forehead, grinding his heel down hard. Morello demands Calhoun remove his foot, but Calhoun simply just smirks. He holds up four fingers, letting her know to start counting and he’ll let off at four.

That turns out to be true. After he removes his boot from grinding Matt’s face, Calhoun reaches down to lift him to his feet. Matt comes out of nowhere with a hard right to the cowboy’s stomach. He then hooks a leg and spins Calhoun over with a big Dragon Screw!

Matt recuperates after dropping Calhoun with the dragon leg screw. Calhoun starts to get up as Moore closes in. He stays on the offensive. With Calhoun at a knee, Matt sends a hard straight kick right into his back. It sends Calhoun tumbling forward across the ring onto his face.

Matt mounts Calhoun on his back and starts to rain cross elbows down to the back of his head. Near the ropes, Calhoun scrambles and grabs a hold of them as the elbows continue to pound him. Referee Morello calls for Matt to get off of him, but he continues throwing the elbows.

Claudia starts counting and gets to four. Matt finally lets up as Calhoun uses the ropes to roll himself over. He looks up at Moore, who now has a number four made with his hand. He’s copying what Calhoun did earlier, showing him he’s not letting the cowboy get to him.

Matt backs off as Calhoun still has the ropes, per Morello’s request. Calhoun pulls himself up and the minute he lets go of the ropes, Matt shoots in. He grabs Calhoun and drags him to the nearby corner. He places Calhoun’s arms over the ropes to hold him in place.

Matt sends a vicious kick right into the Callous One’s midsection. He follows that with another as the crowd begins to count. Matt just keeps delivering the kicks with zero regret. Matt gets to nine and backs off, ready to wind up for number ten to be a big one.

As he does so, Calhoun shouts, “Bring it one more time, you son a bitch!”

Matt happily complies. He sends the tenth kick right into the gut. Calhoun falls to a knee in front of the turnbuckle now. Matt makes his way to the opposite corner of Calhoun. He slaps his knee and lets out a roar before charging forward. Matt throws a hard knee, but Calhoun ducks out of the ring!

Matt’s knee collides with the middle turnbuckle. Just as quick as he moved, Calhoun grabs onto Matt’s leg and trips him up. Moore hits the ground inside the ring and Calhoun, on the outside, pulls him by the legs to the steel post. Calhoun returns the favor from early. Matt sent him into the steel ring post, so now James will do his own damage.

He slams Matt’s right leg into the post as Referee Morello demands he get back in the ring. He’s trying to take those hard kicks away. Matt clutches his leg that just had a few awfully painful moments. Calhoun slides back into the ring and drags Matt to the center.

Calhoun now laces his leg around Moore’s. He sets the other leg in place and plops onto the mat. The figure-four leg lock is cinched in! Referee Morello makes sure Matt wants to continue and he shakes his head, signifying that he will not give up. Matt is holding on despite the pain.

This causes Calhoun to bridge up and cause even more damage with the submission! Surprisingly, Matt beings to unwind himself from the hold! He manages to push Calhoun’s foot out of position, slowly breaking the maneuver. Feeling his grip slipping and fearing a reversal of some kind, James simply lets go of the move.

Matt clutches at his knee, but the Callous One shows no remorse. Calhoun lifts Matt and sends him towards the ropes. Mustering whatever strength he can and fighting through the pain in his leg, Matt jumps onto the second rope. He springboards backwards and connects with a hard elbow!

Both men hit the mat with a huge thud, but Moore makes his way to his feet, making sure his leg can hold him up. Matt rubs on his leg for a moment as he backs against the ropes. He’s got the time to recuperate so he’s going to make the most of it. Calhoun is still down from the springboard back elbow and Matt finally decides to move in.

Matt grabs a leg of Calhoun’s, wanting to pay him back for the damage done to his own leg. He drops an elbow on it and rubs it in to add insult to injury. Matt stays on Calhoun, wrenching the leg. He’s not looking for a submission, but simply looking to inflict some damage as Calhoun screams out. Referee Morello continuously asks James Calhoun if he gives up, but the cowboy defiantly answers with a no each and every time.

Finally, Matt releases the hold, looking to do some more offense onto the Callous One. He allows James to stand to his feet and shouts, ”How about another one?!” Matt winces through the pain in his leg, but rushes towards the ropes again. He jumps onto the second rope and springboards off towards Calhoun.

Matt comes off with an elbow…no! Calhoun catches Moore’s backside, not allowing the elbow to connect. The Callous One grabs a hold of Matt’s arm and pushes him forward. With the arm, he turns Matt around and pulls him back…

LASSO PUNCH!

The overhand right sends Matt crumpling to the canvas. Calhoun wastes no time in falling on top of the Gaijin Kaiju. He hooks the leg and Claudia Morello gets into position. She starts her count!

One…

Two…

No! Matt Moore gets a shoulder up!

Calhoun is more agitated rather than shocked by it. Calhoun grabs Matt by the head and hits him with three hard rights before pulling Moore back to his feet. The agitated cowboy launches another hard punch before lifting Matt up into a quick scoop slam.

James jumps into the air, driving his elbow into Matt’s sternum as he falls. The Gaijin Kaiju grabs his chest as Calhoun tries for another cover. Morello begins her count.

One…

Two…

Shoulder up!

Angrier than before, Calhoun snatches Matt by the hair and starts to smash his face repeatedly into the canvas of the ring. Claudia warns Calhoun and quickly begins her count. At four, the Callous One backs off. He then lifts Matt up to his feet and tosses him into a nearby corner.

The Callous One charges forward, but Moore ducks out of the way, sending him crashing into the turnbuckle. As he bounces back, Matt greets him with a flurry of kicks, ending in a leaping back kick. Calhoun stays up, only because of the assistance from the ropes.

Matt sends a hard shoulder to Calhoun’s stomach. He follows that by lifting him onto the top rope. Matt climbs up as well, locking his arms around James’ head. Matt pulls Calhoun down with him…huge top rope DDT!

Matt is crawling towards Calhoun now, giving Referee Morello reason to skip the double knockout count. Moore slinks an arm over Calhoun’s chest and Claudia Morello slides into position. She pounds the mat once…twice…shoulder up at the last possible moment! Calhoun kicks out!

Matt Moore has no energy to be shocked by the two count. He simply rolls off of the Callous One and crawls his way to a corner. Matt pulls himself to his feet and begins to bang loudly on his chest as he watching Calhoun begin to stir. James starts to make his way to his feet in the opposite corner of Matt.

Calhoun turns and Moore speeds in, spinning for his Discuss Big Boot!

Calhoun sidesteps Matt to avoid the big finisher!

As Matt hurries to turn back towards Calhoun, he is met with a huge dropkick to the knee. Matt drops to a kneeling position, writhing from the dropkick. Calhoun now rebounds off of the ropes behind Matt. As he comes back, he hooks Matt’s head and drives him forward with a bulldog.

Calhoun grabs a hold of Matt and drags him to the middle of the ring, unsure whether to try for the pin fall attempt or get him up for some more damage. Calhoun finally makes a choice, smiling wickedly. He raises Matt to his feet and delivers a hard back hand chop. The chop echoes through the arena, garnering plenty of “Woo’s” from the crowd.

Calhoun continues, hitting a second chop, and a third. Calhoun ends the chopping spree, now going for a big right handed punch. Matt blocks it! He fires off several of his own punches back at the cowboy, staggering him. After regaining the upper hand, Matt sends James into the ropes with an Irish Whip.

As Calhoun comes back, Matt leaps up, hooks on, and sends the cowboy flying with a big monkey flip! As Matt stands, he lets out a roar that sends the crowd into a frenzy. Moore hits the ropes and comes back with a stiff elbow drop to the downed Calhoun.

He doesn’t stay on for a cover, however. He gets up and hits the ropes again. He comes back with another elbow drop! And he goes for a third one! Moore leaps…Calhoun rolls out of the way! The third time definitely wasn’t the charm there for Matt Moore.

Matt’s elbow hits the ring hard, but he gets to his feet. Calhoun has done the same. Both men are spent after a long grueling wrestling bout, but they know they have to keep going to get the job done! Matt charges Calhoun, but Calhoun bends down and lifts Matt onto his back! He’s almost got him hooked for the 8 Second Ride!

Moore fights out of it! He slips down Calhoun’s back and grabs a hold…Cobra Clutch! Matt has the Cobra Clutch applied in the standing position! He struggles with Calhoun, trying to apply the leg vice around the body to complete his version of the hold. Calhoun is trying his best to shake.

He manages to get some momentum, forcing himself and Matt Moore backwards! Matt’s back is slammed into the corner, causing him to release his hold on Calhoun! Calhoun stumbles forward, glad to be out of the Cobra Clutch. He goes far enough so that he can turn around and size up his opponent.

Calhoun sees that Matt is still in the corner and speeds towards him. Moore moves out of the way! As Calhoun whips around, Matt lifts him onto his shoulders. He throws him up in the air! Moore drops down and puts his knees up. Gutbuster! Calhoun’s midsection connects with the knees and he bounces off of them, still on his feet.

Calhoun clutches his stomach as Matt wastes zero time in positioning himself in the farthest corner from the cowboy. As Calhoun looks for where Matt went, he notices him just as Matt spins out of the corner! Moore lifts his foot and plants it right into Calhoun!

Discuss Big Boot!

Calhoun crumbles to the canvas and Moore quickly follows, landing himself on top of the Callous One. Referee Morello hurries in and slaps the mat!

One…

Two…

Three!

Winner, by pinfall at 17:09
–Matt Moore–

~*~*~
Main Event – Single’s Match – Non-title
Ronnie Cage vs. Wülf Erikson

(Referee: Chuck Aitken)

The Ultimate Wrestling Champion versus the number one contender for the Canadian Championship. An interesting match-up indeed, and with Wülf fresh out of the hospital following an ankle injury, it seems like the Silver Bullet is ready to go at it full speed! The match starts with Ronnie using his size advantage though. He shoves Wulf down to the ground a handful of times before Erikson realizes he needs to change his approach. Wulf slips behind Ronnie before he can get his hands on him again.

Erikson plants a dropkick into the champion’s back, sending him forward. Ronnie turns, approving of Wulf bringing him a fight. Wulf stays on the attack, planting a flurry of kicks into the big man’s legs. Ronnie has had enough of that. He latches onto Wulf and sends a few knees into his gut.

Ronnie follows that with a gutwrench suplex. He goes for a quick cover, but Wulf doesn’t even let Chuck Aitken get to one. Ronnie figured that would be the case. He gets Wulf to his feet and sends a big punch to his head. Wulf retaliates with a fiery chop.

Ronnie responds with a chop of his own. Wulf takes his turn with spinning back fist. That sends Ronnie bouncing off of the ropes. Ronnie comes back with a big clothesline that almost flips Erikson out of his shoes! Erikson uses his ring awareness to roll to the nearest corner. Sierra swings by to check on him.

Ronnie yells for her to get out of the way as he lines up Wulf. Ronnie rushes forward, looking to plant a boot right into Wulf’s noggin. However, Wulf and Sierra split and Ronnie’s leg goes through the middle and bottom rope, leaving him in an awkward position.

Wulf uses the ropes to bounce himself up and comes back down with a hard stomp onto Ronnie. Only one though, as Chuck Aitken tells them to take it out of the corner. Wulf obliges, surprisingly able to drag Ronnie out of the corner.

Just shy of the center of the ring, Erikson leaps high and comes down with a leg across the chest. He goes for his own cover.

One…

Two…

Ronnie’s strength allows him to fling Erikson off of him and break the pin fall.

Erikson hurries back towards Ronnie who is getting to his feet. Wulf grabs onto his back and uses it to launch himself up. He attempts a reverse hurricanrana, but Cage grabs onto the ropes! The only thing that hits the ground is Erikson dumping himself onto the mat.

Ronnie gets him to his feet and lifts him up. Huge backbreaker! Cage holds onto Erikson. One more backbreaker! He drops him to the mat and goes for the pin.

One…

Two…

Wulf forces a shoulder off of the mat!

Ronnie pounces like a wolf, no pun intended, to keep Erikson from regaining any momentum. He sends a big knee into Wulf’s back as he rolls over. Ronnie gets Wulf to his feet and sends him across the ring with an Irish Whip.

Wulf comes back and ducks under a clothesline attempt! He rebounds again and ducks under another clothesline. This time, Wulf springboards off of the ropes. He turns to hit a double axe handle onto Ronnie, but Ronnie is able to avoid it and…

Erikson connects with referee Chuck Aitken! Aitken hits the mat hard and Wulf checks on him, making sure he knows it was unintentional! It doesn’t seem like Chuck is coming to his senses right away, so Erikson turns his attention back towards the Ultimate Wrestling Champion.

THE VAN ZANT!

Ronnie connects with the superkick! He picks Wulf up and hooks the Full Nelson in the center of the ring! He looks right! He looks left! He looks right again! Something has caught his eye!

Even though he just had a grueling bout with Matt Moore, James Calhoun couldn’t stay away from the main event! Is he here to help his brother or simply hurt the champ? Calhoun was able to get Ronnie’s attention on the apron, but now his attention is turned elsewhere.

Sierra has made her way over to berate Calhoun, telling him to leave, that Wulf doesn’t need his help, and she doesn’t care what his intentions out here are. Calhoun tells Sierra to mind her own business and looks back into the ring…

THE VAN ZANT!

Ronnie throws a superkick at James Calhoun this time, sending him flying off of the apron!

Cage stares down at the ringside area, shouting at Calhoun, telling him he got what he deserves and there’s more where that came from come Exodus.

Before he can turn around, though, Ronnie is hooked from behind! Wulf Erikson spins Ronnie about and drops him to the mat! Wit’s End connects!

Chuck Aitken is stirring and sees the maneuver connect!

Wulf falls onto Ronnie and Chuck is in position! He counts, slowly, but surely…

One…

Two…

Three!

Winner, by pinfall at 07:41
–Wülf Erikson–

Wulf Erikson has beaten the Ultimate Wrestling Champion! Albeit with a distraction from James Calhoun. Wulf hurries out of the ring and reunites with Sierra. She explains to him what just happened and he glares towards Calhoun who sits at the bottom of the entrance ramp holding his jaw.

Ronnie looks up as he rolls onto his stomach with a death stare right towards Calhoun. All the Callous One can do is grin as he knows he is getting under the skin of one Ronnie Cage. Their upcoming battle at Exodus just got that more personal!

~*~*~

Quick Calls
ºAsylum def. Karma Tenzin via pinfall
ºLucilla & Ruby def. The Dogs of War via pinfall
ºJTX def. Nidia Vladiwebski via pinfall
ºMatt Moore def. James Calhoun via pinfall
ºWülf Erikson def. Ronnie Cage via pinfall

UWE OTT

Ultimate Wrestling Entertainment Proudly Presents…
An FWPK Enterprises: Over the Top Production

Sweet Sixteen!!

Location:
UWE Studios, Vancouver

Yes, UWE is back for its sweet sixteen! No, thirteen! It’s an anniversary show, and that means there is a lot to be excited about. With crowd favorite Ruby back in single’s action against the Flawless Amy Gobraless, and Corporal Punishment forced to team up with his arch rival David Stone against the Menagerie, tempers are sure to flare up!
And not just that, we will find out whether James Calhoun will be suspended by Lise Fortier, or whether he will swallow his pride and apologize to the CEO! Will he be included in the Wulf Erikson vs. Matt Moore match tonight, or not?
And as for the main event, we will see a match that has been brewing for weeks if not months! Mike Rosati has been on the hunt for some redemption against Ronnie Cage, following what he believes to be a betrayal of his former best friend. This one could get ugly!

But with rumors running rampant of JTX and Brandon Sorrow brawling all over the arena, and Wülf Erikson and James Calhoun doing some family therapy with Kara Erikson, the cowboy’s new girlfriend, (or so we assume) there is sure to be drama, drama, drama! The best kind, that is!

~*~*~

The show starts with surprise guest Brother Love making his way to the ring! Along with Wülf Erikson, Kara Erikson and James Calhoun, they have some business to talk about.
After Kara Erikson declaring that she really does love James Calhoun, and lamenting how he and her son don’t really look eye to eye because of their clashing personalities. But then, she dropped a bomb on the UWE Universe, by revealing that Wülf’s biological father, in all probability, is in fact ‘Wild Bill’ Calhoun, a wrestler she had a fling with when she was only 17 years old. The catch? Yes, that’s James Calhoun’s father.

After the shocking revelation that they are in fact half-brothers, Calhoun and Erikson hugged it out in the middle of the ring, but it’s safe to say that this revelation will rock their world and change their lives!

~*~*~
Show Opener – Single’s Match
Amy Gobraless vs. Ruby w/ Lucilla

(Referee: Claudia Morello)

Before the match, Ruby gets into the ring, and addresses the Vancouver crowd. Not long after that, Amy comes out, visibly annoyed by Ruby sucking up to the Vancouverites like that.
As soon as Claudia Morello calls for the bell, the crowd starts booing so loudly that the person who just entered the ringside area is almost blasted back out by the sheer force of the sonic soundwaves coming her way. Yup, it’s Lucilla. The most hated woman in sports entertainment simply giggles though, and skips to the ring, before circling it around a few times, and eventually going over to the announcer’s desk. Rather than sit on an empty chair however, she opts to sit on Ricky Darlington’s lap, whose face reddens to particular kind of crimson that hasn’t been named yet.

Both Ruby and Amy can be seen rolling their eyes inside the ring, and it is obvious their dislike of Lucilla is mutual. Still, they have to go through each other to finally rid themselves of her once and for all, and it is for that reason that they’re all too willing to lay the smackdown on each other. They finally lock up in the middle of the ring, and it is Amy who overpowers Ruby, pushing her to the nearest turnbuckle, and elbowing her to the face, before connecting with a kick to the gut. With Ruby doubled over, she hits a Northern lights suplex, immediately bridging it into a pinning combo!

1..2..

Ruby kicks out with relative ease, and Amy slides back in with a headlock, making sure to squeeze as much air out of the energetic Ruby as possible, and slow her down. Ruby tries to push herself back up to relieve the pressure, and gets to her feet, but Amy counters Ruby’s efforts with a snapmare and kicks viciously against her spine!

The snapping sound can be heard throughout the arena, and the crowd flinches as Ruby winces in pain. Ruby tries to get up, but Amy approaches her from behind, and locks in an abdominal stretch. With Ruby half a foot shorter, it’s easy for Amy to apply a lot of pressure, and Ruby grunts in pain, as the audience starts a rhythmical clap to support her. Ruby’s flexible, and manages to contort her arm so that it slips free, and start nailing Amy with multiple elbow shots, until she’s finally forced to let go.

Amy holds her jaw, and Ruby runs the ropes. Ruby in the Rough!?
NO! Amy rolls out of the ring, avoiding the vicious running kneestrike that is usually a precursor to Ruby’s finisher, and gathers her bearings, realizing that Ruby only needs a split second to be dangerous.

Lucilla in the meantime, jumps off of Ricky’s lap, and starts shouting insults at Amy, which we can’t repeat here. Amy does not back down however, and the two start engaging in a face-to-face insult contest, before literally being nose to nose! Claudia Morello rolls out of the ring, and breaks the two up herself, showing she’s a capable and brave referee. But as Morello pushes them apart, Ruby comes flying in! Topé Con Hilo! She lands right on top of Amy as Lucilla cackles and both of them are sent to the mat below, their momentum even launching them into the ringside barricade! Lucilla claps her hands, and the two ladies try to get to a vertical basis again as soon as possible. It seems like Amy has taken the brunt of the impact though, and Ruby is much quicker to get to her feet. She jumps on top of the ring apron, grabs hold of the top rope, leaps, and springboards off of it. While Amy was just back to her feet, she gets slammed into the ringside barricade so hard by Ruby’s springboard 180-forearm smash, and is knocked over it! Ruby stands on the ring barricade, throws up her arms and hypes up the crowd! They cheer loudly, until a whisper in the crowd eventually evolves into a ruckus, as a certain Hot Pink Fury and Brandon Sorrow suddenly blast through one of the stairway cases that lead to the cheap seats.

JTX grabs Brandon by the scruff of the neck and throws him down the flight of stairs, causing him to land not far from where the announce table is located after falling down for a long while, bumping off of the stair steps. While Ruby is already back in the ring and Morello has started to count Amy out, currently at 3, JTX hustles down the stairs himself and throws Sorrow over the barricade, sending him ringside. Lucilla has lost all interest in the match, as she looks underneath the ring, and retrieves a folding chair. She whistles at JTX and throws it at him, who snatches it out of the air with one hand. He nods almost appreciatively, and proceeds to slam it onto Sorrow’s back multiple time.
At the count-out count of 7, Amy hops back over the ringside barricade and slides back in the ring. She is met by Ruby however, who grabs her leg, and nails her with a legdrag. Amy rolls right back up, and it hit with an armdrag that she also rolls through, getting back on her feet. Amy runs the ropes, but as soon as she bounces off, Ruby’s there to nail her with a drop toe-hold, and follows it up with a double legdrop before going in for the pin!

1..2..

Amy kicks out, and while she recovers, Lucilla is watching with great interest as JTX keeps on slamming the chair into Sorrow’s back. Lucilla approached JTX, taps him on the shoulder, and then extends her hands, asking If she ca have a turn. JTX grins, and hands her the chair. Lucilla graps it, and takes careful aim, before slamming it straight into Sorrow’s skull! With an appreciative thank you, she hands the chair back to JTX, who nods, and he grabs Sorrow by the hair, only to pick the man up and throw him over his shoulder as he makes his way out of the ringside area.
Back in the ring, Ruby is measuring up Amy. With her distraction gone however, Lucilla hops back on the apron and starts shouting things at Amy again. This only seems to light a fire under Gobraless’ ass however, and she gets back to her feet, before running over Ruby with a clothesline and dropkicking Lucilla off of the apron. Lucilla lands hard against a ringside barricade. Amy grins and flips her off, before flailing wildly as Ruby rolls her up from behind into a schoolgirl pin!

1..2..NO!

Amy gets her shoulder up just in time, and Ruby is unrelenting in her pursuit of victory, as she nails Amy with a facebuster before nailing her with a full-nelson DDT! On the outside, however, Lucilla is enraged, and it’s almost as if there’s steam coming out of her ears. She gets back to her feet, and starts pacing around the ringside area, while Ruby goes in for another pin.

1..2..

Amy kicks out again, and Lucilla jumps on the apron in response. This time Morello’s on it and she goes over to Lucilla telling her to calm down or risk being ejected from ringside. Lucilla angrily points at Amy, telling the ref that it’s all Amy’s fault, but while the ref has her back turned, Amy gets up and hits her ‘Break the Balls Down’ on Ruby, or whatever the female equivalent is! Ruby cries in pain and as Morello turns back to the in-ring action, an infuriated Lucilla hops off the apron and reaches underneath the ring again, looking for a weapon. She come sback with a kendo stick, sldies into the ring and doesn’t even hesitate to use Amy’s face for target practice! The smack is heard throughout the arena, and Morello immediately calls for the bell!

Winner, by DQ at 11:01
–Amy Gobraless–

Lucilla doesn’t care, and shoves Morello away. Ruby is infuriated though, having just lost another match of Lucilla. She gets in her wife’s face, and demands to know why she did what she did. She claims that she could’ve beaten Amy fair and square, but now it’s ruined! Lucilla responds like only she can… by blowing her Red Light mist into Ruby’s face, and pushing her out of the ring! The crowd almost jumps the barricades to mob Lucilla in anger, but the stewards do their job perfectly well.
As Lucilla has shoved Ruby out of the way however, Amy hits Lucilla with a Lou Thesz press, and the two ladies start exchanging blows, rolling around in the middle of the ring as Morello tries to separate them, but to no avail. They roll out of the ring and with Ruby having wiped the mist out of her eyes, she tries to get involved, but she’s not strong enough to separate the two as they keep pummeling each other. It is then that the crowd goes berserk, as they see Lara Pegorino rushing down the entrance ramp, over to the two brawling beauties.

She grabs Amy by the waist, and tears her away from Lucilla, as Ruby does the same to her wife. With both Amy and Lucilla struggling, Lara simply deadlifts Amy up into the air, and walks away with her, leaving a screaming Lucilla behind as the show goes to a commercial break!

~*~*~

Match Two – Tornado Tag Team Match
Corporal Punishment & David Stone vs. The Menagerie

(Referee: Corey Miner)

After last week’s mental breakdown, the crowd is eager to see Gurgen’s state of ‘mind’, and as the Menagerie and the forced team of Stone and Punishment get in the ring, the crowd doesn’t really know who to root for most. There are many, many Gurgen chants, but there is a portion of Army vets in the crowd, who are loudly chanting for Punishment, and many ‘neutral’ fans are very much enamored by the experience that Stone brings to the table or the charm of Karma Tenzin.
Either way, in this tornado tag team match there are no need for tags, and as all four men are in the ring simultaneously, Corey Miner calls for the bell. Tenzin, known for his cautious approach and grind’m-down strategy, is surprised when Gurgen speeds off towards their opponents like a bullet out of a gun. Gurgen bowls both Punishment and Stone over with a double clothesline. Tenzin seizes the opportunity to slide in with a headlock on Stone, while Gurgen grabs Punishment by the throat, and lifts him up with one arm. He raises his paw further, lifting the Corporal off the ground, and as the army vet grabs Gurgen’s massive hand, the Beast slams him down with a chokeslam that makes the ring shake!

Stone is still trying to get out of the expertly applied headlock, and is actually given an assist by Gurgen who grabs hold of Stone, tears him out of Tenzin’s hold and applies a bearhug of his own!

It doesn’t last long however, as the Beast is brought down by a chop block from behind by Punishment, and Stone takes advantage. With Gurgen Releasing him, the Hall of Famer picks up the Beast and in an amazing feat of strength hits a fall away slam that nearly makes the ring collapse! Gurgen would’ve fallen out of the ring for sure, if he wasn’t too massive to be unable to get underneath the bottom rope. Tenzin meanwhile, is levelled by belly to belly suplex from Punishment, and the army vet pins him straight away.

1..2..

Tenzin kicks out, and as the Armenian Beast is stirring, Stone anticipated his interference and levels him again with a back suplex, showing once again how phenomenally strong he is. Punishment, not to be upstaged, lifts Tenzin into a military press position before unceremoniously dumping him out of the ring. The Bhutanese Beast lands hard on the outside floor, and doesn’t move.
Stone and Punishment, working together remarkably well, now focus their attention on what they perceive to be the biggest threat in this match: Gurgen. Stone helps Gurgen to his feet only to subdue him with a Full Nelson. The army vet starts throwing multiple fists at Gurgen’s head, but the Beast’s skull is hard, and it takes many, many blows by the Corporal before it seems to have any effect. After a blow or twenty, Stone finally hoists Gurgen in the air again, and nails him with a Full Nelson slam! Stone goes for the cover.

1..2..

Gurgen kicks out! Stone is sent flying away, and Punishment looks slightly worried as the Beast’s rage is building. Gurgen gets back to his feet and wraps his paw around Stone’s throat, this time looking to chokeslam the Hall of Famer! He lifts Stone up, but he escapes mid-air, and kicks Gurgen in the gut, doubling him over. He puts his massive head between his legs and in another display of strength, nails the Beast with a massive piledriver! On top of that, Punishment comes flying in with a splash and alnds right on top of the Beast! Punishment hooks the leg and goes for the over.

1..2..th…

Tenzin just got back to his feet, and he pulls Punishment’s leg, breaking up the pin and the contact is broken. With Gurgen now down, Stone and Punishment smell an opportunity to team up on the smaller opponent. Stone goes out of the ring and levels Karma with a big boot before rolling him back in the ring. Punishment already ascended the top turnbuckle, and nails Tenzin with a moonsault, before leaping to his feet and delivering a legdrop that Stone follows up with a kneedrop to the face of Karma. Stone covers.

1..2..

Tenzin kicks out, and it seems like both Stone and Punishment have had enough. The Corporal helps up Tenzin and locks him into a Full Nelson. He calls for Stone to use the Stone Cutter, and the Hall of Famer happily obliges. He hits it!

But not to Tenzin, as the Bhutanese Beast slipped free less than a second before Stone’s kick connects, right to the chin of Punishment! The army vet stumbles to the ground, only to get a fistful of beard to the face, as Gurgen has recovered enough to gather his beard and bearings!
Stone looks to break it up, but Tenzin knee-clips him and locks in the Enlightenment on Stone! The iron grip of Tenzin is unrelenting, and so is the fistful of beard that completely chokes out Punishment. Corey Miner checks the arm of the Corporal, and it’s unresponsive, leading him to call for the bell!

Winners, by referee stoppage at 09:12
–The Menagerie–

While Gurgen isn’t celebrating per sé, he does appear to be enjoying himself.
Tenzin walks up to him, his arm raised in an invitation to high hive, but before Gurgen can complete the gesture, the arena goes dark. The video wall comes to life. It’s a promotional photograph of the Menagerie. The camera zooms out to show that the Soviet Soldier is holding the picture. When the camera stops zooming out, the Soviet soldier leans forward to look at the picture. He glances at the camera and slowly shakes his head, ‘no’. He rips the photo in half and the camera zooms out further to show a table with an ashtray and a bottle on it. He places the halves of the photograph in the tray and pours some of the bottle’s contents all over it. The liquid is colorless and clear … vodka, no doubt. The Soviet Soldier digs a book of matches from his breast pocket, lights one and sets the ashtray ablaze. Now, he nods. The video wall dies. When the arena lights come back on, Gurgen stands in the middle of the ring, paws balled into fists, his arms shaking from the barely contained rage building inside him. Tenzin approaches in an attempt to console his Beastly brother. But the instant he touches Gurgen’s shoulder, The Armenian Beast lashes out. He backhands Tenzin across the face. Tenzin tries to duck out of the way, but ends up largely botching his escape. He’s propelled, ass of teakettle, into the ropes, where he lands, upside down, his left cheek oddly squashed against the canvas. Gurgen, thus roused from his slumber, lurches forward. He dives between the ropes. His knees buckle under the ever increasing weight of the Irradiated Imbecile when he lands on the arena floor. This did not slow him down any. Arms flailing wildly, he stampedes up the ramp. Stone and Punishment, who have apparently paused to observe the strange spectacle yet linger in the aisle. Both men seek the safety of the crowd when the hairy freight train called Gurgen crashes past. They fling themselves over the barricade. Stone ends up amidst a gaggle of early twenties ladies, one of whom wields a David Stone poster. David doesn’t appear to mind all that much. Gurgen disappears into the backstage area, arms still flailing, barking incoherent sounds.

~*~*~
Before the third match, can get started, it’s time for the moment we’ve all been waiting for… Calhoun’s apology! If there will even be one…

Even though he has discovered a new half-brother in Wülf Erikson, things could get very bad for the cowboy tonight, depending on how he handles this. As Lise Fortier, UWE’s CEO, stands in the ring she demands an apology from James Calhoun for deceiving the entire world, lying about his sobriety, and putting UWE in a bad light.
She invites Calhoun to the ring and demands an apology, but before he can say anything, he is interrupted by his agent, Allison Everett, who claims that she has proof of his innocence. She drags out Robert Whitlock, UWE’s former CEO and founding member of FWPK Enterprises. The man admits to having set Calhoun up, and that the cowboy is, in fact, innocent. He paid Karl Bannon to fabricate a story to get vengeance on James.
This understandably enrages the cowboy, and as Lise Fortier makes a wise exit, Calhoun dumps a beer on Whitlock, and threatens to kick his ass, but ultimately lets him go. As Robert Whitlock stumbles away, something tells us Calhoun might not be done with him.

Still, Calhoun is innocent, which means he’s in the upcoming triple threat match, and it’s up next!

~*~*~
Match Three
Wülf Erikson vs. Matt Moore vs. James Calhoun

(Referee: Claudia Morello)

After the revelation earlier that night, James Calhoun has been included in the match-up. The Vancouver crowd can’t wait to see Erikson and the cowboy go at it again, but it very well might be the older Moore brother to come away with the spoils. And will have Sierra Williams, Wülf’s girlfriend at ringside, have an impact?

As the referee calls for the bell, the trio of wrestlers cautiously size one another up. Calhoun and Wulf exchange dangerous glances but don’t rush to engage knowing that Matt is ready to pounce the second they let their guard down.

Finally Calhoun springs forward surprisingly hitting Moore first with a hard right. He quickly turns and throws another at Wulf trying to get at both men quickly.

Matt blocks the next punch aimed at him and fires back. Wulf joins into the fray hitting Calhoun with a hard boot to the ribs. Erikson and Moore both grab an arm and propel James into the ropes. As Calhoun comes back they prepare to double team him but the cowboy goes airborne, dropping both opponents with a flying lariat.

The three men are all up again and circling once more looking for an opening.

This time, Erikson and Moore know what they have to do. They nod at each other and Calhoun expects the worse. Wulf and Matt close in on Calhoun and corner him. He starts to flail strikes wildly at them, attempting to escape, but it is of no use. Matt and Wulf take turns sending hard punches into the Callous One’s dome as he is forced into the turnbuckle.

Moore and Erikson each grab an arm now and send Calhoun across the ring to another turnbuckle. Once Calhoun hits, Wulf goes first, landing a big corner splash. Matt follows with a running forearm. Calhoun slumps into the corner and pulls himself out of the ring to avoid further damage. Wulf looks proud of the early damage inflicted by his partnership with Matt.

Erikson looks over the ropes and shouts down at Calhoun, mocking him having escaped from the ring. As Erikson turns around, he’s met with a massive dropkick.
Wulf hurries to his feet, but Matt sends yet another dropkick his way.

Wulf gets back up to see Matt coming off of the ropes. Erikson ducks and Matt keeps running. As he comes back again, Wulf gives him a dropkick of his own. Before Matt can get back to his feet, Wulf hurries in and sends some stomps to his gut as retaliation for breaking up their partnership.

Wulf now lifts Matt to his feet and gives him an Irish Whip across the ring. And just like that, the ropes are pulled down and Matt tumbles to the outside! Calhoun is back in this thing. Erikson comes rushing at Calhoun on the apron, but James ducks down and sends a shoulder into Wulf’s midsection.

Wulf reels back and Calhoun enters the ring, making it just the two rivals as Matt recovers from his tumble to the ringside area.

Sierra, along with the UWE crowd screams at Wulf trying to warn him as he reels and staggers back, right as James Calhoun roars and delivers a devastatingly stiff running lariat which not only echoes through the arena but sends Wulf back-flipping high, halfway across the ring. It almost appears that Wulf landed on his head, and he remains in the folded up like an accordion position, unmoving. Sierra looks away with watery eyes and her hands over her mouth in shock..in the camera’s peripheral vision, Moore can be seen using the ring apron to help himself up..

Calhoun gives Sierra a devilish, glaring grin and the fans laugh and ERUPT as she defiantly flips him off..

In the background, Moore is slowly sliding into the ring. He seems to be hurting and trying to collect his thoughts, possibly not even sure where he is..

Calhoun shrugs in an overly cocky manner and Sierra shakes her head as he runs at Wulf and the fans boo as he nails him with a hard boot to the ribs which rolls a semi-conscious Wulf onto his back, adding another hard boot to Wulf’s head.

Sierra gets up on the apron and tries to come to her boyfriend’s aid, though the referee is having no part of that and he blocks her passage while she protests.

There is an even louder booing chorus as Calhoun seizes the momentary referee distraction, getting down on the mat, grabbing a handful of dreadlocks and his right arm becomes a windmill blur as he repeatedly smashes Wulf in the face with his famous mule punches.. there is a groan of sympathy from the fans and Sierra’s hands go up on top of her head as she looks like she’s about to cry. Calhoun has busted Wulf wide open, spatters of blood flying off the youngster’s face, also covering Calhoun’s hand and forearm..

The audience ERUPTS as Moore saw what was going on and with an angry grimace, forced himself to his feet and took James Calhoun down with a jumping spin kick to the back of his head that was so hard Calhoun flipped onto his back, motionless. Moore immediately covers him and Calhoun JUST got the shoulder up!

Sierra, with a look of fearful determination, begins slapping the apron rhythmically and the fans cheer and quickly join her, clapping and thumping the barricade walls.

Wulf rolls to his stomach as he recovers from the brutal assault. Calhoun begins to rise to his feet but Matt plants one foot on his knee then hits James with an enzuiguiri.

Wulf begins to get up but Matt is ready for him, coming off the ropes Moore sends Wulf back down with a strong drop kick.

Matt is in the midst of lifting Wulf to his feet when he notices it too. JTX and Sorrow are continuing their fight as Brandon tackles the pink haired grappler and both men roll down the ramp together. As Matt watches his troubled brother fight Wulf launches a knee to Matt’s ribs then drops him with a snap DDT.

Calhoun rises to his feet just in time for Wulf to springboard off the ropes and take him back to the matt. As The Silver Bullet stands he looks out to see JTX and Sorrow trading blows near the ring and gets a mischievous grin on his face.

Wulf gets the crowd excited as he calls for a dive! Erikson starts to head towards the ropes to get momentum, but he’s stopped! Matt Moore has reached out and grabbed onto his foot. Wulf goes to stomp Matt away as JTX and Brandon Sorrow continue trading blows at the bottom of the ramp, clearly exhausting themselves from a brawl that will not cease.

Matt lets go of Wulf and rolls out of the way of the stomp, hurrying to his feet. Wulf backs up towards the entrance side of the ring and Moore charges him. Matt sends a clothesline towards Wulf causing them both to flip over the ropes onto the apron. Calhoun bursts forward now, having regained his composure.

Matt is on his feet first as Calhoun sends a clubbing blow. Matt flies from the apron right in front of the brawl occurring. Sorrow and JTX pay no attention to anything happening around them. Now, James circles back as Wulf gets to his feet on the apron. He charges for a shoulder check, but Wulf moves out of the way, causing Calhoun to be hung from the middle ropes. Wulf sends a hard knee to the Callous One, keeping him hanging on the ropes.

In a smooth motion following the knee, Wulf leaps into the ring and sends a dropkick right into the buttocks of James Calhoun. This causes him to flop from the ropes, onto the apron, and down onto the floor next to Matt and the brawling superstars.

Now Wulf is all alone in the ring. Wulf rebounds from the opposite side of the ring, noticing Matt and James slowly getting to their feet. Wulf launches himself high over the ropes and to the outside! Crash and burn! Right on top of Sorrow, JTX, Matt Moore, and James Calhoun.

Miraculously, Sorrow and JTX are still striking each other as they tumble to the ground from the dive. Wulf, Moore, and Calhoun all stir on the ground, but JTX and Sorrow are fighting each other back to their feet.

They make their way over to the steel steps. JTX manages to land a kick to Brandon’s gut, causing an opening. He grabs a hold and sends him right into the steel steps as they begin to finally feel the effects of the dive from Erikson. JTX takes a knee and nurses his wounds as Brandon writhes on the ringside mat after colliding with the ring steps.

Since this is a triple threat, there are no count outs, so referee Morello has no choice but to wait for the competitors to get up and get back into the ring. She does give herself the opportunity to yell at JTX and Sorrow to get their asses out of here, though.

Matt is the first to rise and he looks between his fallen brother and his competitors. Ignoring the match for a moment he tries to aid the younger Moore but before he can do much to help Matt is dropped by a surprise dropkick from JTX.

Likewise Sierra is trying to help her beaten and bloody beau to his feet when both are dropped by a double clothesline from the callous one. Calhoun stands above the fallen pair and smiles wickedly kicking Sierra hard in the ribs to force her onto her stomach. As she begins to try and get to her feet Calhoun grabs her by the hair then licks his hand before slapping her hard across the backside.

Calhoun slaps Sierra across the ass twice more and goes for a third but his hand is grabbed from behind. The cowboy turns his head just in time to see Wulf plant a hard kick to the back of his head.

Meanwhile JTX has used the barricade to stand but Sorrow bursts forward to hit the pink haired man with a clothesline that sends both into the crowd. Matt sees Wulf putting boots to the downed Calhoun and capitalizes on Erikson’s distraction to surprise the silver bullet with a devastating dropkick that sends Wulf against the apron. Moore lifts both men to their feet one by one before pulling a classic he man maneuver to slam both their heads together.

There is a BOOOOOO as Calhoun’s eyes roll back in his head and he keels over with a stain from Wulf’s face colliding with his own, and a mist of Wulf’s blood flies into the atmosphere and the gusher grows even wider as the smaller man in the exchange goes flying a couple of feet back and lands on the back of his head..

Sierra, at ringside, once again looks as though she is going to cry..

Matt Moore grins somewhat evilly as he grabs a handful of dreadlocks and drags a limp, unconscious, dead weight Wulf Erikson up to his feet. He places a finger over his lips and with a loud *WHAP!!!!* he delivers a loud downward chop to his chest to another BOO. He doesn’t let Wulf’s body fall, however. Moore then roars and drills him with a HARD lariat while holding his dreads but once again, doesn’t let him fall..he is rewarded with yet another loud BOO..

Calhoun starts getting to his knees finally, as the audience is booing is so loud that it woke him from his stunned state..

Moore, as he holds onto Wulf’s dreadlocks, takes a deep bow to the loudest BOOOOOOOO yet. Wulf is almost like his puppet. His prone body is forced to take a bow also..

Wulf is very easily hoisted up onto Matt Moore’s shoulders in an argentine rack. He has a smile on his face as he starts to spin around in circles..and suddenly there is possibly the loudest POP all night as the fans see Wulf’s legs kicking and in one fell swoop, he rolls off Matt’s shoulders backward with the arms still linked and sweeps the leg..

Sierra is elated, jumping up and down, the tears of joy falling down her face!

Wulf, with blood pouring from the gaping wound so much his face is barely distinguishable, totally exhausted, leans back against Moore with one arm raised and the other hooking the leg..

1..2..

Calhoun JUST crawled over and broke up the pinfall in the nick of time!!! All three men lay exhausted, a body pile of epic proportions..

As the three competitors lay on the mat, Sorrow and JTX have battled their way through the crowd and out of sight. The focus can now fully be put back towards the triple threat match at hand. Referee Morello makes her rounds, checking on each man involved in this contest. A short while passes, but there are signs of life!

Calhoun is the first one to really show any movement. He uses the ropes to assist himself to his feet and notices that Wulf and Matt are both still down. Calhoun rolls Matt under the ropes and plops him to the floor outside of the ring. He then turns his attention to the still prone Wulf Erikson.

The Callous One pulls Erikson up to his knees. He reaches deep down in his belly and lets out a howling laugh as he views the crimson covered face of his opponent. Calhoun then turns to a more serious expression. WHACK! He slaps a huge right palm across Erikson’s face. That seems to have woken Wulf up!

The Silver Bullet looks back right into the eyes of James Calhoun. He’s seemingly asking for more. Calhoun sends another slap. Rinse and repeat! Wulf looks back, Calhoun slaps. Wulf is getting angry and start to get to his feet! Calhoun can’t believe that Erikson is mustering up this courage and energy.

Calhoun goes for another slap as Erikson stares him down…Wulf grabs Calhoun’s wrist to block it! Wulf throws James’ arm away and sends a flurry of right hands to the Callous One’s noggin! Wulf then rebounds off the ropes, using the bit of energy he regained!

………

DENIED! Calhoun connects with the Lasso Punch! Erikson crumples to the mat and Calhoun falls on top of him.
1..2..

No! Matt Moore reached in underneath the ropes and has pulled Calhoun off of Erikson! He drags James to the outside of the ring and hurls him against the barricade!

Moore slides into the ring and gets Wulf to his feet. He hoists Erikson onto his shoulders and launches him up into the air. Wulf comes back down…RIGHT ONTO MATT’S KNEES!

GUTBUSTER!

Erikson bounces off of Moore’s knees and Matt wastes no time in going for the cover. Morello gets into position and begins her count!

1..2..

ERIKSON SOMEHOW GETS A SHOULDER UP! Matt Moore sits up in disbelief, mouth agape.

Matt stands, lifting Wulf to his feet as well before taking the Silver Bullet down again with a Europen uppercut. Moore then reaches down and hooks his arm around Wulf’s tender ankle, dropping to the mat to deliver a painful foot DDT that leaves Erikson yelling in pain.

Outside the ring Calhoun begins to get to his feet but Sierra comes up behind and puts her foot on the cowboy’s backside pushing him forward to slam face first into the barricade once more.

Back inside the ring Matt goes for a second foot DDT but Wulf isn’t having any of it. He first uses his second leg to kick Moore in the stomach then scissors his legs to trip the elder Moore.

Wulf and Matt slowly rise to their feet then begin trading punches in the ring, each taking and giving hard shots back and forth. Wulf begins to waver, the beating he received earlier slowing him down. Matt manages to get a striking punch that staggers Erikson and then moves in for the kill. He locks in the cobra clutch and prepares to try and finish it but neither man see Calhoun who was climbed to the top rope. The cowboy dives into a super flying lariat leaving all three men on the ground once more.

The super flying lariat simply dropped Matt Moore like a stone, but Wulf took most of the brunt, once again being hit so hard he sailed and back-flipped into the center of the ring, landing in the folded up accordion position before flopping down, flat on his back..

Calhoun, very much drained, crawls over and covers Wulf..

1..2..no!

There is a tremendous POP! As the referee’s hand was coming down for the three, Wulf gets the shoulder up JUST at the last microsecond! Calhoun gets up to his knees with an exasperated look on his face! He’s breathing heavily, he is covered damn near head to toe in another man’s blood and he himself is exhausted but he STILL couldn’t put him away!

Matt Moore has gotten up to all fours, still absolutely dazed from Calhoun’s flying lariat..though he is starting to come to..

Calhoun growls and covers Wulf once again, this time with his forearm across Wulf’s throat holding his shoulders down to the mat and choking him at the same time. Before the referee can count, Sierra frantically gets his attention and points to Wulf’s legs flailing and Calhoun’s forearm..the ref calls that off and starts giving Calhoun a count to stop his illegal move! Calhoun begrudgingly stops and then mockingly acts innocent to another crowd boo..

Calhoun feels a hand on his shoulder as Moore tries to get a handle on him to lock in a mat submission of some sort, but Calhoun growls and he spins around to deliver a HARD seated discus punch to Moore who once again slumps like a sack of potatoes..Wulf is on all fours in the background now, and he could practically write his own name with the steady stream of ‘claret’ pouring down from his head, leaving ominous droplets wherever he crawls..

Calhoun grabs Moore’s head and starts to slam it into the mat over and over and over again, but his face changes and the crowd ERUPTS as he feels Wulf drag him closer to the center of the ring, and ‘gator-rolled’ in a manner that is uncharacteristically smooth for Wulf.
Calhoun cries in agony and his eyes widen when he finds himself with Wulf’s foot in the back of his knee, having his ankle jerked back towards his own head, with Wulf SCREAMING for him to tap! Inverted ankle lock!

To Calhoun’s relief, and another burst of blood splatter, the back of Wulf’s head is met with a seated roundhouse by Matt and both Wulf and Calhoun slump face-down, utterly spent..

Matt is the first to get to his feet, and is slowly stalking Calhoun as the cowboy crawls back to a vertical basis. Matt is staggering and Calhoun doesn’t really know where he is. He staggers around the ring, looking for Matt, who is sizing him up. Moore then bounces off the ropes, spins, looking for the Discus Big Boot! Calhoun ducks, runs the ropes, and nails Moore with Boot Hill instead!

Calhoun is so dazed he simply slumps down on top of Matt. Morello counts it as a cover!

1..2..3!

Winner, by pinfall at 22:19
–James Calhoun–

Tonight has been a night of vindication for James Calhoun, as the referee alls for the bell and declares him the winner. Not only did he discover he had a half-brother, he proved his innocence to Lise Fortier and the rest of the world, before coming away victorious. As he staggers back to his feet, the crowd gives a standing ovation to all three Superstars involved in what surely has been one of the most epic bouts of the year so far!

~*~*~

Main Event – Single’s Match – Non-title
Ronnie Cage vs. Mike Rosati

(Special Guest Referee: David Stone)

Stone, now in referee outfit, calls for the bell as the conflict between Mike Rosati and Ronnie Cage finally comes to a head. After weeks of trash talking, insults and throwing blame around, they finally get to settle their differences in the ring.

Or so it seems. Rosati is all too eager to get his hands on Ronnie, and launches a full-scale assault on his former best friend. However, Ronnie isn’t eager to return the blows. ROsati keeps hitting Ronnie, but rather than take the hit and return it, Ronnie fends them off, blocking all the incoming blows as he seems to have trouble finding the will to hurt a man he still very much sees as a close friend. After a good while of Rosati throwing punches around and Ronnie blocking without retaliating, the former Maddogg is infuriated beyond belief. He roars ‘FIGHT ME!’ at Ronnie, and then proceeds to slap him in the face with all his might.

Ronnie grabs his jaw between his thumb and index finger and frowns. He’s obviously none too happy with Mike’s attitude, but even as Mike points at his own face and dares Ronnie to hit him, the Southern Man does not oblige. Rosati spits at Ronnie’s feet, and figures if he won’t fight him, he might be willing to wrestle him, at least. He raises his fist, looking for a Greco-Roman knuckle-lock, a test of strength and a great way to gain advantage in a technical battle. Ronnie seems to finally oblige as the crowd cheers. They locks hands, and then everything comes to a standstill. Neither man is willing to budge even as much as an inch. They lean onto each other, their cheeks touching, their hands pushing, their muscles bulging, their teeth gritting. Not. An. Inch. That’s what they allow each other.

The camera zooms in on Ronnie and Mike’s faces. Mike’s face is one of determination and disgust, his nose wrinkled and teeth bared like the Maddogg of old. Ronnie’s face is one of focus and pride, but also compassion; his eyes fixed, his lips tight together. This is more than just a wrestling move, it’s a matter of pride now. The crowd is silent. Not because they’re bored, but because this contest is so breathtakingly fascinating. They watch on with their mouths wide open as Mike and Ronnie’s faces redden, their breathing becomes labored, the veins in their arms and shoulders start to come to the surface, and the blood vessels in their eyes just about ready to pop. And just about one of them budges an inch, almost invisible to the naked eye who it was, Mike nails Ronnie with a knee to the gut, doubling over the champion. He grabs Ronnie by the shoulder and hits him with an urinagi, sending him spine-first into the mat, before mounting him and trying to start another brawl. With closed fists he clobbers away at Ronnie, who uses both of his forearms to protect his face. Stone looks on, and eventually he tears Mike off at what he feels is an appropriate time. Mike shakes off Stoen and goes right back to clobbering on Ronnie, but Stone pulls him right off this time, and tells Mike to keep the contest fair, at least. Mike seems disappointed in Stone’s decision, and just shakes his head. He grabs Ronnie by the hair and Irish Whips him into the corner before hitting him with a running European Uppercut. Ronnie slumps down to the mat, and Mike is right back in with a running facewash, before starting to stomp on Ronnie in the corner!

Not at all listening to Stone’s count, Rosati continues to stomp on Ronnie at the count of 4. Stone, not wanting to DQ Mike, instead grabs him by the waist and pulls him back, before getting in his face and telling him that if he tries anything like this again, he’ll kick him in the head his damn self.

Mike apologetically holds his hands up to his friend, but Ronnie takes advantage by charging out of the ring, and getting some offense in after all! Seemingly he has had enough of playing the punching bag, and he spears Rosati to the ground. With Rosati scrambling, he grabs a hold of his legs and locks in an Indian Deathlock.
Mike writhes in pain, but he is relatively near to the ropes and after a few moments of scratching and clawing, he grabs the bottom rope. Ronnie immediately releases, and as Mike uses the ropes to get back to his feet, the champion locks in a Full Nelson and drags him to the center of the ring.

Alabama-rama!

Or at least, it could’ve been. But when Ronnie planted his foot in front of Mike’s, he hesitated and didn’t follow through with it. Worried about Mike’s concussion still, maybe?
Mike slips out of the full Nelson and underneath Ronnie’s legs to roll him up.

1..2..

Ronnie kicks out, and what happens next is an act of savagery. Mike looks at Ronnie, and then brutally hits him with a punt kick as if Ronnie’s head was a football. Ronnie’s body goes limp and Mike grins as he drags the champion’s lifeless body to the center of the ring. He lays Ronnie on his stomach, and grabs his arms, looking to end this the right way, with a Cattle Mutilation!

*RING AROUND THE ROSES / MY HEAD IS FULL OF VOICES*
*ASYLUM, ASYLUM*

A shocked Mike Rosati releases Ronnie, and starts looking at the entrance ramp, as the ominous words echo throughout the arena. But there is no Masked Madman. No resident psychopath. Mike grabs the top rope and shouts at the top of his lungs for Asylum to come out if he dares.
At that point, Ronnie grabs him by the trunks and rolls him up for the pin!

1..2..

Mike is trying to wriggle free, but to no avail!

3! Stone gets up and calls for the bell.

Winner, by pinfall at 09:14
–Ronnie Cage–

Ronnie immediately releases the pin and rolls out of the way. He seems discontent with how he won, but at least he has found a way to win without injuring Mike further, avoiding hitting his head and getting as little offense in as possible. As Mike looks on in utter disgust, Ronnie is handed his UWC belt, and makes his way to the exit as soon as possible, before checking to see if Asylum truly isn’t there.

~*~*~

After the battle between former friends, the UWE faithful has started to swarm to the exits. Just as quickly, they begin to dart back to their seats. For what is probably the last time of the evening, the fans get to see some action!

Again, Brandon Sorrow and JTX have taken their battle into the arena portion of the UWE Studios! A few fans spotted them at first, followed by everyone else, as they make their way through the crowd. They appear through one of the curtains that leads out to the lower bowl seats.

Out of nowhere, JTX is sent down the stairs. He eventually levels out and uses the railing to get himself up as Brandon Sorrow stalks his way down the stairs, shrugging off the touches of the crowd. JTX backs his way down the remainder of the stairs, leading Sorrow along.

As Brandon approaches JTX, finally at ground level, Brandon gets a face full of water! JTX snagged a water bottle from under one of the seats, took a sip, and spit it in Sorrow’s eyes! Both men are covered in dried and fresh blood, neither knowing where they are cut or whose blood they are covered in.

Bruises, scrapes, and cuts cover the two superstars also as Brandon turns around, rubbing his pitch black eyes, because the water mixed with some of the blood and dripped down his face. JTX doesn’t hesitate in attacking Brandon further.

He grabs him by the hair and pulls him through the aisle towards the ringside barricade. A handful of empty seats are at the front of the fan section. JTX turns Brandon around and back suplexes him onto the chairs! The fans surrounding those seats quickly clear out, but not too far to obstruct their view.

JTX hops onto the barricade now, staring down at Sorrow atop the row of chairs. JTX leaps to deliver an elbow onto Sorrow…and he misses! Sorrow moves out of the way, sending JTX slamming through the chairs that he previously laid Brandon upon!

A while passes before the two begin to stir at an equal pace. They both clear the chairs and slowly tumble over the barricade to the ringside area. The commentary team has already headed backstage and ended their night. JTX starts to look for something under the ring as Sorrow crawls towards the commentary table.

JTX comes out with a chair from under the ring as Brandon grabs a chair next to the announce area. JTX comes up behind Sorrow, but he turns around just in time! They both swing their chairs and connect! The two chairs clang and both superstars have no choice but to drop them due to the vibrations on their worn out hands.

Quickly trying to regain the upper hand, they both start throwing punches. Brandon then grabs on and slams JTX’s head onto the announce table. JTX then jolts at Brandon and returns the favor. Then JTX does it one more time! He backs up to the ring as Brandon groggily removes his head from off of the table.

JTX speeds towards Brandon and tackles him over the announce table into the chairs and wires behind it. At this point, a boat load of security guards and referees have started their way down the entrance ramp. The fans all react differently, mostly booing, though. They don’t want to see this fight end!

Following behind the security and referees is none other than the UWE General Manager, Lara Pegorino. JTX and Sorrow have started going at it again, at the pace of a snail. How much longer can these two go? Seriously. Fortunately for everyone’s sake, the security gets a hold of both of them and separates them. They pull them apart at first, rather than apprehending them. Brandon and JTX both break away from the referees and security!

They head for the squared-circle and slide in with a sudden burst of energy! Sorrow jumps on JTX first and pounds him into the corner. The cavalry comes in and yanks Brandon off of JTX, but they leave Mr. UWE Number Two wide open.

JTX comes charging out of the corner and jumps over the guards, laying into Brandon! Brandon throws some strikes back, but both men are completely spent! One last hoorah and they are done for. The security members and the referees have split off, pulling the two men apart and holding them in opposite corners.

Lara Pegorino can finally speak now, begging them to stop. She’s seen enough and the two of them can’t be running around the UWE Studios, tearing the place up like a bunch of animals! She doesn’t care what kind of contract JTX has. She doesn’t care if it’s Brandon Sorrow or Brandon Moore down there.

She’s putting an end to this once and for all! She announces that Brandon Sorrow, or Brandon Moore, whoever the hell shows up, will take on JTX at the upcoming pay-per-view event, Exodus! It won’t be any regular match, though. The two of them need something special to let them go at it. No escape. No interference.

Lara announces a steel cage match! She says that they will make a special cage just for them with no door. They’ll enter the ring and the cage will be dropped on top of them. The only way a winner will be decided is by pin fall or submission! She goes as far to say that trying to escape the cage and not finishing their blood feud will end the match in disqualification and have consequences for the escapee!

There will be no ceiling, because she knows Brandon and JTX enjoy doing some crazy shit, like perhaps jump off the top of the cage. As well, if anyone attempts to interfere in this match, whether it be Matt Moore or one of JTX’s girlfriends, she will personally put her boots on and kick their ass! She exits and lets security and the referees drag Sorrow and JTX separate ways around the entrance ramp, finally allowing the fans to head home.

~*~*~
Quick Calls
ºAmy Gobraless def. Ruby by DQ after Lucilla interferes
ºThe Menagerie def. Corporal Punishment and David Stone by referee stoppage
ºJames Calhoun def. Matt Moore & Wülf Erikson by pinfall
ºRonnie Cage def. Mike Rosati by pinfall

UWE OTT

Ultimate Wrestling Entertainment Proudly Presents…
An FWPK Enterprises: Over the Top Production

Fifteen shows in a row!

Location:
UWE Studios, Vancouver

Fifteen shows in a row is pretty… pretty good! With XV being sort of a landmark show, it’s easy to see why UWE has such a rabid and loyal following. And once again, the show about to come is sure to set the UWE Studio’s in Vancouver on fire! With Lucilla & Ruby teaming for the second time, they’ll be looking to gather some steam as a ‘married’ couple. JTX will take on the oldest of the Moore brothers, Wülf Erikson takes on Corporal Punishment in a potentially show-stealing match, and David Stone will face off against the man who has had it out for one of his best friends: Ronnie Cage.
Speaking of the Ultimate Wrestling Champion, he will be facing the Irradiated Imbecile, the Massive Moron, and champion of all Canadia: The Armenian Beast! The only fitting way to close a show such as this, is by having the two championship holders face off. It’s champion vs. champion. And it’s gonna tear the house down.

What’s more: before the first match, it is announced by General Manager Lara Pegorino that due to JJ Hemphill’s blatant refereeing mistakes last week during JTX vs. Karma Tenzin, he was sent away on a refereeing class as ‘punishment’. Instead, they are going to give Claudia Morello a try-out match here in UWE, thus making her the very first female referee in UWE. The long-legged raven-haired ref from Jersey has years of experience working the independent circuit, and has officially been given the green light for a step up the ladder.

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Show Opener – Tag Team Match
Lucilla & Ruby vs. Nidia Vladiwebski & Mike Manning

(Referee: Claudia Morello)

Ruby starts off against Mike Manning, as the tiny Canadian circles the ring before locking up with him in the center. Ruby immediately drives him back into one of the unoccupied corners, before unleashing a cavalcade of kicks upon the Hapless One, leaving him reeling mere seconds into the match already! SH takes a few steps backwards and hits him with a stinger splash, after which he falls down to the mat like a bag of flour.

Ruby frowns, almost as if she feels pity for Mike, and takes a couple of steps backwards, allowing him to get back to his feet. The pity party doesn’t last long though, as she once again rushes in with a dropkick. However, Mike ducks it! And Ruby lands… with her feet on the top turnbuckle, moonsaulting off of it, and hitting Manning straight in the chest. The crowd is amazed by Ruby’s great athletic ability, and watches as she goes for the cover.

1..2..

Nidia charges in, and nails Ruby with a boot to the back of the head, breaking up the pin. Claudia immediately grabs Nidia and forces her back to her own corner, as a dazzled Mike tries to crawl to his feet.
Ruby, unperturbed, takes a few steps back again, and as Mikeis on his knees, she charges in with the Ruby in the Rough! The running kneestrike almost shatters Mike’s skull, as a loud ‘crack’ can be heard. Ruby pouts for a second, and then decides to finish it. She goes back to her own corner and hops on the top turnbuckle, intending to hit her finisher! She leaps!

But as she does so, Lucilla slaps Ruby’s ass, effectively tagging herself in, and as Ruby lands the Ruby-red Death, Claudia doesn’t count the pin as Ruby is no longer the legal woman. Mike wouldn’t have kicked out in a million years, but as Ruby wonders why Claudia isn’t counting, Lucilla gets into the ring, grinning at the easy pickings laid out in front of her by her newly wedded wife.

Claudia signs at Ruby to get out of the ring, as Lucilla grabs Mike by the hair, and pulls him to a vertical basis. With Mike wobbling about on spaghetti legs, Lucilla takes great pleasure in slapping him around for fun, before hoisting him up on her shoulders, and nailing him with the ripgut gutbuster. But rather than go for the pin, Lucilla drags Mike by his feet to the opposite side of the ring, into Nidia’s corner. Lucilla grins, invites Nidia to tag herself in and come face her, but Her Haplessness doesn’t seem to want to get into the ring. As Mike slowly starts to crawl to his feet, he extends his hand at Nidia, to tag himself out. Mere inches away, Nidia suddenly hops fof the apron, and runs away!

Lucilla starts laughing out loud, as the crowd boos Nidia’s cowardice, leaving Mike to his fate like that. Mike looks on in horror, as UWE’s favorite punching bag is now alone in the ring with Lucilla, who is looking to destroy him! When Mike turns around, he is grabbed by Lucilla in her testicular claw, adding his name to those whose balls she has literally held in her hands. He screams out in pain, as Claudia counts to 4, and Lucilla adds more pressure to it with every count, before finally releasing and hitting him with a Kesagiri Chop. She throws Mike to the center of the ring, as Ruby looks on with equal horror.

There are no chants. No cheers. In fact, the arena is almost silent as Lucilla mounts Manning and starts nailing him with closes fists, as the unconscious Mike is left defenseless in the center of the ring, each clubbing blow adding to his misery.

Claudia eventually steps in, and declares the match to be over, as Mike is no longer able to defend himself.

Winners, by referee stoppage at 05:59
–Ruby & Lucilla–

But even as the bell rings, Lucilla doesn’t stop! Not even when Claudia tries to physically get her off of Mike. Ruby gets into the ring, and tackles Lucilla off of the Hapless One. Lucilla rises to her feet, furious with Ruby as she hasn’t yet had her fill on mayhem, but as the two finally exit the ring arguing and screaming at each other, it’s obvious that they’re not quite on the same page yet.

While Mike Manning is receiving medial attention at ringside, Ronnie Cage shows his face, and the Ultimate Wrestling Champion cuts a promo that reignites the crowd

~*~*~

Match Two – Single’s Match
JTX vs. Matt Moore

(Referee: Corey Miner)

JTX makes his entrance first. As Matt Moore hits the ring, he stands on the apron and declares his victory to the crowd before the match even begins. JTX sees this as an opportunity to get things started early. He bursts forward and clubs Matt off of the apron, sending him to the ringside floor. Corey Miner scolds JTX and tells him to keep it in the ring, but the self-proclaimed new ‘Mr. UWE’ lets it go in one ear and out the other.

JTX exits through the ropes and heads straight for Moore as Corey Miner screams from inside the ring. JTX lifts Matt up…surprise! Matt sends a hard shot to JTX’s ribs! He grabs a hold of his head and sends him careening into the barricade. Matt gets JTX to his feet and slides him into the ring. Moore follows and Corey Miner signals for the bell to finally ring.

Matt heads towards JTX who started crawling to the other side of the ring. He grabs JTX by the hair and it is déjà vu. JTX gets to a knee and lays a fist right into the midsection of the elder Moore brother. He manages to get more in, though, sending two more strikes! This causes Matt to let go.

JTX keeps it up by coming off the ropes. Big swinging neckbreaker to the bent over Moore! JTX goes for a quick pin, but Matt kicks out at a short one. JTX doesn’t relent. He lays some serious stomps into Matt, followed by a cocky looking elbow drop. Another pin fall attempt.

Matt forces JTX off of him before Corey Miner can even get into position! That surprises JTX just a tad as he decides to wait for Matt to get up now. He calls for him to stand as he backs up into a corner, preparing to run.

Matt reaches a knee and JTX speeds at him. JTX throws a knee…Matt spins out of the way! He takes JTX’s back and lifts him over with a beautiful German Suplex. Matt maintains a bridge and Corey Miner slides in. Now it’s JTX who kicks out at one!

Both men take a minute to rest on the mat, having been in full gear since before the match even officially started. After a quick moment, the competitors begin to stir. They make it to their feet at the same time, staring each other down in the middle of the ring.

JTX attacks first with a fist to the head. Matt responds with a thunderous chop to the chest. JTX responds with a chop of his own! Matt dishes it back with a punch to the noggin! They trade shots like this back and forth for a good solid minute, until both are stumbling and red-chested.

JTX’s last strike sends Matt against the ropes, but Matt gets a sudden jolt of energy! He rebounds and almost decapitates JTX with a European Uppercut! JTX hits the mat and Moore soon follows. They’re really pushing the limits early in this one!

Corey Miner has no choice but to start a count.

1…

2…

3…

4…

Matt begins to reach for the ropes.

5…

6…

7…

Moore pulls himself up as JTX has rolled over to his stomach. The count is broken and Moore heads right for his opponent. He drops a knee onto JTX’s back. And another. Then he flips him over and gets on top of him. He starts raining punches down onto JTX until Corey Miner reaches a four count, just before a disqualification. Matt yells some choice words at JTX. These two really mean business.

Moore gets JTX to his feet and sends him into the nearest turnbuckle. He rushes in with a hard clothesline! After that, Matt grabs a hold of JTX and sends him across the ring into the other corner. Moore rushes full on at his opponent, looking for another clothesline.

JTX drops to the mat and out of the way! Moore crashes into the turnbuckle at full speed, probably caving his chest in. As Matt stumbles backwards, JTX catches him with a dropkick in the back. The dropkick sends Matt back into the turnbuckle he just bounced from.

The Hot Pink Fury of JTX is in full view now as he approaches Matt. JTX sends a barrage of forearm’s into Matt’s back, keeping him in the corner. He then lifts Moore up and sets him on the turnbuckle. JTX climbs up, looking to attempt a top rope back suplex. He grabs on and tries his damnedest to yank Matt Moore off of the ropes.

Matt hangs on, though, flailing an elbow behind him into JTX’s head. This causes JTX to fall back down to the mat next to the ropes. JTX is in perfect position. Matt turns and notices!

He wastes no time in leaping off of the ropes! Matt flips! Somersault leg drop!

No!

JTX rolled towards the turnbuckle, causing Matt to overshoot him and land right on his ass! Moore rolls around the ring in pain, clutching his backside as JTX hurries to his feet. JTX sends a kick into Matt, stopping his squirming. He then grabs the legs, hooks them in position, and rolls Matt over…

JTX’s version of the Texas Cloverleaf is locked in! The Tampa Cloverleaf! Matt screams in pain as the submission move wrenches on his back and legs. JTX has it locked in deep, but Matt is clawing and persevering! He musters up as much strength as he possibly can to pull himself and JTX…

He does it! Matt Moore grabs the bottom ropes, infuriating JTX. Corey Miner comes to pry JTX off of Matt, but JTX simply lets go, looking to end this match another way. Matt can’t decide whether he should hold his butt, his legs, or his back as he pulls himself up by the ropes.

As Matt gets to his feet, JTX drags him backwards to the center of the ring. He hooks the arms and spins him…JTX drops Matt! Unprettier!

The pink-haired deviant flips Moore onto his back and hooks the leg! Referee Miner slides in and begins his count. One…two…

Matt Moore forces his shoulder off of the mat! Both men are spent. JTX simply rolls off of Matt. That leaves the two superstars laying down in the ring, hoping to conserve enough energy to get back into the fight and put this one away shortly.

At this point, though, the competitors and everyone else in the arena turn their attention to the video screen above the entrance area. Brandon Moore is back!

He appears on the screen and gets everyone to listen with a booming voice. Matt scoots back into a corner and watches as JTX gets to his feet, smirking, approaching the ropes to get as close a view as possible while still staying in the ring.

Brandon explains his absence as JTX mocks him and throws insults towards the video screen. He mentions someone being with him and warns his brother Matt to get away. He says that who he is with is not coming…he’s already here.

The lights immediately go out and the video screen cuts to black. A lifetime seems to pass before they come back on, leaving everyone in suspense. Once the UWE Studios arena is lit back up, the crowd’s reaction says it all.

Matt Moore is suddenly at the top of the entrance ramp, looking down at disbelief. Corey Miner has vanished. And JTX is left staring at his opponent for the evening. JTX slowly begins to turn, positive he knows what’s about to happen. As he turns, his eyes lock with the one, the only…

Brandon Sorrow!

With eyes completely black, a black leather vest, and black leather wrestling tights, Sorrow sends a devilish grin towards JTX. JTX doesn’t know whether he should be worried or excited that Sorrow has returned. It is kind of what he, Asylum, and some others wanted.

Sorrow, like a flash of lightning, strikes JTX with a right hand! Another! And another! This backs JTX against the ropes! Sorrow sends him across the ring with an Irish Whip! As JTX comes back, Sorrow hits him with a hurricanrana!

Sorrow hurriedly mounts JTX and sends more punches down onto his head. Brandon Sorrow then lifts JTX up to his feet by his hair. He grins right at JTX’s face from an uncomfortably close distance. Sorrow hooks the arm and lifts JTX up…

JTX is crunched with a devastating brainbuster! Sorrow wastes no time yet again in transitioning to apply more pain to JTX. He rolls JTX onto his stomach and applies a Rings of Saturn like submission finisher! JTX is out, due to the match he just wrestled and the heavy brainbuster he was hit with. Regardless, Sorrow locks the submission maneuver that he calls the Sing Your Sorrows in tight!

Soon after, referees, road agents, and security alike all zoom passed Matt Moore on the stage. Matt is still looking on stunned as Corey Miner appears, with no recollection of how he was transported away from the ring. As the cavalry sent to stop the assault reaches the ring, Brandon Sorrow lets up on the submission. They surround the ring, pleading for him to stop his attack.

The lights blacken yet again and once they come on, JTX is found on his back in the center of the ring with a black X marked on his forehead with what appears to be ash. Brandon Sorrow is nowhere to be found and Matt Moore is slowly backing through the curtain. Those that have surrounded the ring enter, offering assistance to JTX who is miraculously coming back into consciousness.

Of course, JTX refuses help as they attempt to get him to his feet. The audience is filled with quiet murmurs, speculating about what they just saw and what the future holds. The commentary team is left questioning what they just saw as JTX rolls out himself out of the ring, keeping his independence.

— Match ends in no contest–

~*~*~

Match Three – Single’s Match
Corporal Punishment vs. Wülf Erikson

(Referee: Chuck Aitken)

The crowd in attendance, led by the visiting guest stars UWF world champion Josh Kennedy, Finch Maruta, Silas Subhuman and Kenny Sex in the front row, ERUPT as the bell rings and both Corporal Punishment and Wulf Erikson exchange a light-hearted salute, followed by a firm handshake. The fans then readily join in with Wulf’s rhythmic clapping as he and Corporal Punishment circle one another before there is another cheer when the two men lock up in the center of the ring..

Corporal Punishment shrugs off Wulf’s wristlock attempt and pulls him in for a tight headlock.. The veins on Corporal Punishment’s shoulders protrude as Wulf struggles to break free of the hold, only for Punishment to roar and take him down to the mat, locking in a leg scissors which Wulf easily rolls out of, yet Punishment still has a talon grip on his arm, dragging the youngster to his feet as Wulf lets out a cry of exertion..

Punishment has him locked in a tight arm bar and he swings Wulf’s arm around in its socket, which sends Wulf flipping onto his back with momentum and an ‘AWWW!’ from the audience..
There is an instant cheer as Wulf nips back up to his feet, grunts and Corporal Punishment cries out as the arm bar is stiffly reversed, and then there is another roar of appreciation from the crowd as Wulf’s legs wrap around his extended arm, taking him down to the mat into an impromptu victory roll pin for a one count, before Corporal rolls back and both men get back to their feet in a fighting stance – to possibly the biggest ovation of the night!

There is another lock up, with Wulf finding himself in a top wristlock, rapidly being pushed back toward the ropes, before Corporal Punishment sends him to the other side with an irish whip and ducks down as Wulf leapfrogs, then Corporal throws a hard clothesline which Wulf rolls to avoid, then the fans ERUPT as Wulf attempts a springboard hurricanrana only to be met with a VICIOUS standing dropkick, catching him fair in the side of the head and echoing through the arena..

Wulf drops to the mat like the proverbial sack of spuds. The soldier also hits canvas, but nimbly scrambles over and grabs hold of the parkour practitioner’s leg, going for an ankle lock, and managing to do so.

Erikson writhes on the canvas in obvious pain. He lunges forward as he tries to get his hands on the soldier. His hands grip the sides of his head, his face a mask of anguish. The referee says something to him which Wulf shakes off adamantly.

Wulf twists and moves, trying to relieve some of the pressure. Instead of that though he lifts his body off the mat with his hands. He reaches back with one and then the other before pulling himself toward them, trying to force a rope break.

And inch by painful inch, Wulf begins to do just that. In an odd two man crab walk he makes his way closer and closer to the ropes and the break of the hold they promise. He drops to the mat though, looking like the pain is too much. His shoulders lay flat on the mat and the referee drops to begin the count.

1..2..
Wulf lurches up!

Wulf once more uses his arms to drag himself closer. Corporal Punishment can see the destination and tries to use his weight and leverage to prevent the journey, but he can’t get any traction.
Punishment sees how close they are to the ropes and a break of the hold. He plants his booted feet on the canvas and prepares to push himself backward, creating more distance between the duo and the ropes. Somehow, however, Wulf throws one hand back in a desperate attempt to break the hold before it breaks his ankle. Before the corporal can lunge backwards Wulf manages somehow to get hold of the bottom rope. Aitken has no choice but to tell the soldier to let go, which he does.

While Corporal Punishment engages in a discussion with the referee, the crowd is somewhat melancholy as a clearly in pain Wulf clutches at his ankle, trying to rub some feeling back in, and then he makes a poor choice in trying to stand.. But the ankle lock seems to have taken its toll.

Corporal finishes chatting with the referee, and he smiles and crosses his arms in a somewhat smug manner as he watches Wulf try to stand, and it’s an agonizing no-go as he cries out and collapses back down to the mat, only for Punishment to stomp that same tender ankle, causing Wulf to scream in agony..

The referee starts his count…

Wulf has rolls to the outside and collapses next to the barricade, in something resembling the fetal position. The Corporal grins to himself as he shakes his head and he himself leaves the ring..

ONE!!!

TWO!!!!

As the corporal slowly and methodically advances, he hangs back as there is a LOUD cheer from the crowd and a round of laughter as Kenny Sex and Josh Kennedy lean over the barricade and begin emptying the contents of their beer bottles onto Wulf who laughs and instantly starts trying to fend off the beer ‘waterfall’, finally rolling out of the way and getting to a knee with his arms out wide in the direction of his group of buddies as if to say ‘I’m workin’ here!’ while they just CHEER for Wulf as a response.. but that turns to looks of despair as Corporal Punishment comes rushing in with a knee to the side of Wulf’s head. And then CP stares daggers at the group as they boo him!

THREE!!!!! FOUR!!!!! FIVE!!!!

The distraction has given Wulf the chance to use the barricade to help himself up and stagger toward the ring steps, only for the crowd to ROAR as Corporal Punishment comes steaming in with a vicious looking clothesline…yet to the elation of the crowd, Wulf ducks under and The Corporal somehow ends up hooked up over Wulf’s shoulders for a Wit’s End attempt over the stairs!! Wulf shouts out at Kenny in the crowd and sweeps The Corporal’s leg, but only lets out an agonized scream as his ankle gives out, and he also lands HARD knee first on the steps with the weight of Corporal Punishment on top of him..

The grim sounds from the crowd demonstrate their obvious concern for the high flyer. Even CJ and Blake look as if someone kicked their puppy. Darlington is the only one whose face demonstrates some modicum of joy from this turn of events. Well his and Corporal Punishment’s as he is glad to have to some extent grounded the practitioner of parkour.

Punishment hoists himself off the smaller man and to a vertical base before turning and lifting Wulf into his arms. He climbs the ring steps.
Punishment raises Wulf up over his head and then tosses the Neon Knight into the air and over the ropes. He hits with a thud and a whooshing of air. Corporal Punishment grins at his downed opponent, before climbing to the top turnbuckle.

The crowd raises their cheers as if to implore Wulf to recover and defend himself. The smaller man is writhing on the mat, sucking air into his lungs as fast as he can.
Punishment leaps out to hit a splash on his grounded enemy. At the last moment, however, Wulf is able to get his knees up, catching Punishment in the abdomen. There is an audible grunt as the military veteran bounces off of Wulf and ends up prone on the mat as well. Both men are down.

Wulf is the first to stir. Still favoring his ankle, but he manages to right himself. Whether it’s because the pain is subsiding or the adrenaline is flowing is of no concern to him. He stomps the soldier with his bad leg, keeping the good one planted firmly on the canvas. His face is a tortured mask as he stomps the enlisted man several more times to his front row fan club’s delight.

Wulf reaches down and grabs Corporal Punishment, bringing him to his feet. He then makes him eat canvas again by hitting a snap ddt. He rolls the man onto his back and covers him with his body, he makes an attempt to hook the leg, but he has little left in the gas tank.
Aitken drops down for the count.

1..2..

Punishment kicks out! Wulf seems frustrated, but keeps on Punishment, kicking him in the stomach a few times for good measure, then runs to the corner, runs up the turnbuckles and does a phoenix splash, nailing the Corporal with the breathtaking aerial move. However, he grabs his ankle in pain, meaning it takes a couple of moments before he can go for the pin. As he finally goes for it, however, Punishment pulls Wulf into an inside cradle pin!

1..2..

Wulf gets his shoulder up, but this sudden close call gives the army vet a shot in the arm. Both Wulf and the Corporal kip up, and run the ropes, and try to hit each other with a shoulder tackle, but they bump into each other with a loud smack, both of them tired, but refusing to go down! They stare at each other for a few seconds, run the ropes again, and try knocking each other down again, as if their manhood is at stake. But neither man budges, and they do it again. And again. And again. Reeling more and more each time, until finally both men go down at the same time! It is the Corporal who gets back to his feet first though, and grabs Wulf by the dreads, only to lift him up overhead, and into the military press. He walks around with Wulf on his head, who almost looks like a corpse being held up for the crowd to see.

But then Wulf shifts his weight, and falls to the back of the Corporal, managing to roll the Corporal up in one swift motion!

1..2..

Wulf bridges over, and applies more pressure on the pin, as the Corporal struggles to wriggle free and get his shoulder up, but…

3!

Punishment kicks out, but it’s too late, as Aitken’s hand came down before the Corporal kicks out.

Winner, by pinfall at 17:26
–Wülf Erikson–

Both Wülf and Punishment seem stunned, and so does the crowd, but they recognize the monumental effort carried out by both Superstars. Wulf runs out to his friends in the front row as fast as his bad leg will carry him. They celebrate along with him, as a frustrated Corporal Punishment is shaking his head in the ring, visibly upset and frustrated.

~*~*~

Match Four – Single’s Match
James Calhoun vs. David Stone

(Referee: Corey Miner)

As the bell rings, the crowd starts a ‘Boy named Calhoun’ chant, which visibly upsets the Cowboy, as David Stone looks on with a grin on his face. Entire sections of the crowd then break off into singing the Calhounized version of ‘Boy named Sue’ as Calhoun repeatedly yells at them to shut the hell up. But with Stone egging them on, they grow even louder!

Calhoun is disturbed, and completely distracted, as Stone suddenly rolls him up from behind as he has his back turned to his opponent!

1..2..

Calhoun kicks out! He hurries back to his feet, but as he sees what’s coming, he rolls out of the ring, as Stone was about to hit the Stone Cutter! Calhoun shakes his head, yells at the crowd to shut up one more time, and starts circling the ring, looking for an opening as Stone now has both the physical and the psychological upper hand. He dares Calhoun to get back in the ring, but the Cowboy realizes he’s goading him into a trap, and just keeps circling, but Corey Miner is already at the count of 4.

By the time Calhoun has enough, he climbs the ring steps, and shouts at Miner to keep Stone back. The ref obliges, steps in between the two men, but as soon as Calhoun goes between the top and middle rope, Stone rushes past and knees Calhoun in the face, before grabbing him by the neck and throat, and delivering a suspended DDT!

The canvas rattles, and the crowd cheers as Stone goes for another pinfall attempt.

1…

Calhoun kicks out and shakes his head, as if to indicate that that was never going to put him away. Nevertheless, Stone has the upper hand, and the Hall of Famer lifts Calhoun to his feet, whips him against the ropes and hits the return Calhoun with a spinning spinebuster. Stone gets back to his feet, and climbs the top rope, signaling for a diving elbow, which he hits with perfect precision.
Cover!

1..2…

Calhoun kicks out at two this time, visibly more shaken than before. The crowd is still chanting the Calhounized version of Boy Named Sue, and as Stone lifts Calhoun up to his feet, he hits him with a massive chop to the chest.

“SUE”! the crowd goes, in a high-pitched voice, instead of “WOO!” Calhoun smirks, and returns the favor with a chop of his own, hitting Stone square in the chest.

“BOO!” the crowd goes, in a deep, deep voice. Stone replies with another chop.

SUE! BOO! SUE! BOO! SUEEEE! BOOOO! The crowd is absolutely on fire, as they provide the soundtrack to the epic chopping contest that has ensued in the middle of the ring. Both Stone’s and Calhoun’s chests are showing big, crimson welts from the chops of the other guy, and neither man is willing to quit. After a couple more shots, it’s surprising they actually have any skin and muscle left on their sternums. This is as old school as it gets, two men in a battle of pure toughness. With each chop, the other starts to reel more and more; an inch further with each punishing hit. Stone and Calhoun’s face are one big grimace, in obvious pain as neither of them backs down.

Corey Miner eventually asks both men if they can continue or not, as their chest resemble volcanic craters, rather than actual human meat… unless it had just passed through a meat grinder. Blood is starting to swell up through the welts on both men, and both men’s hands are getting bloody, as with each splattering slap, drops fly all over the ringside area. It’s nasty and grueling to behold, but the crowd is still anticipating each chop with great pleasure, so they can accompany it with the word of their choosing.

But as Miner asks Stone if he’s okay, Miner turns his back to Calhoun, who reaches over Miner’s head, and nails Stone with a poke to the eye! Miner is oblivious to it, being much shorter than the massive Hall of Famer, and as he wonders why Stone is suddenly doubling over grabbing his face, Calhoun charges in with a big boot, finally levelling his opponent. With blood trickling down his chest, Calhoun now finally grins as the crowd is livid, not wanting the chop contest to end. Calhoun responds to their contempt with a fistdrop to Stone, and eventually pulls Stone to a vertical basis, before shoving him against the ropes and hitting him with a scoopslam on the return. He goes for the cover!

1..2..

Stone puts his foot on the bottom rope, saving himself some energy by not having to kick out. But it’s obvious both Calhoun and Stone are having difficulty breathing. The welts on their chest have turned into a dark shade of crimson with blue edges, and it’s not looking particularly healthy. As Calhoun gets Stone back to his feet, he goes for a straight right, but Stone blocks it, and nails Calhoun with one of his own! And another one, and another one! The cowboy is reeling, and whips him into the ropes, and hits him with a spear on the return! Both men are now down, but Stone is quick to get back to his feet, picks up Calhoun, and hits him with a fall away slam. Calhoun flies so far that the momentum makes him roll through the bottom rope in the corner, hitting his spine against the ringpost.

The cowboy tries to get out of this predicament as quickly as possible, but as he rolls back from underneath the turnbuckles, he is immediately hit with a legdrop by Stone, who then grabs Calhoun, and deadlifts him, turning it into a release German suplex! Stone has the match under control it seems, but as he walks back over to Calhoun, he is taken down by a drop toe-hold. Calhoun roars, and gets back to his feet as Stone is lying face down on the mat. He stands over Stone, and locks in the Callous Clutch!

Stone’s back is bent back in ways the human body wasn’t made to. With Calhoun having his wrists firmly locked, there is no room to escape, but Stone doesn’t give in to the pain. Unfortunately, he can’t get the leverage he needs to escape, and is stuck in the middle of the ring, nowhere near the ropes. Calhoun, annoyed by Stone’s perseverance, modifies his Clutch so that he only has one arm needed to keep Stone head and spine bent back, and uses his free hand to claw and scratch away at the open wounds on Stone’s chest, causing immense agony. When Calhoun jabs his finger into the wounds, Stone finally senses he has no choice but to tap out, as Calhoun’s hold is too strong.

Winner, by submission at 09:47
–James Calhoun–

~*~*~

Main Event – Single’s Match – Champion vs. Champion – Non-title
Ronnie Cage vs. The Armenian Beast

(Referee: Chuck Aitken)

The crowd reacts surprised as Gurgen is accompanied to the ring by a woman calls herself ‘Lady Maeve of York’, and as scuttlebutt says, is his new girlfriend! Also accompanied by Tenzin, but The Bhutanese Beast makes his way back after the introduction, and after Ronnie Cage arrives, the match is kicked off!

With the two champions locking up in the middle of the ring, it is Gurgen who manages to get the upper hand, applying so much pressure on Cage’s shoulders that the Ultimate Wrestling Champ is forced to his knees. Gurgen starts headbutting Ronnie, but The Southern Man doesn’t budge, as he instead releases the lock-up, and wrestles Gurgen down to the mat by going for the knees of the Beast, and hitting him with a dragon legscrew. Gurgen tumbles to the mat with a resounding smack, and Ronnie is quick to capitalize on it, hitting with with a double footed stomp right on the hairy face. Cage then channels his inner brawler as he unleashes a series of elbows to the Beast’s face, taking the fight to him, until Chuck Aitken is forced to separate them, as Gurgen is pummeled into the ropes.

Gurgen uses the ropes to get back to his feet, nearly ripping them off of the turnbuckles, but Cage, who seems particularly fiery tonight, is straight back in it, and hits Gurgen with such a massive clothesline that the Irradiated Imbecile is knocked to the outside! Cage fires up the crowd by raising his hands, before following the Beast to the outside.

Probably not remembering that spending too much time on the outside cost him his match against Wülf, Gurgen seems perfectly happy to continue the fight on the outside. Ronnie charges in with a running dropkick, knocking Gurgen against the barricade. Cage then wraps his arms around Gurgen as best he can, and nails him with a non-overhead belly-to-belly suplex. The size of the Beast makes the UWE Studio’s shake, as Chuck Aitken is already at the count of 5.

Ronnie rolls back into the ring, and then back out again, breaking up the count. Gurgen is already crawling back to his feet, but is grabbed from behind by Cage, who locks his wrists around Gurgen’s waist and in a show of great strength and technical prowess, hits the Massive Moron with a release German suplex that sends his head bouncing off of the steel steps!

Chuck Aitken rolls out of the ring, worried about the Beast’s health, but much to the senior ref’s amazement, and to that of the champion, Beast gets back to his feet as if nothing had happened. Cage’s eyes widen, as he can’t believe that this devastating maneuver didn’t have a bigger impact. Gurgen still seems dazed however, and Ronnie grabs him by the back of the head, before smashing it into the ringpost multiple times. After about five hits, Gurgen blocks the next one, then grabs Ronnie’s head in return, and smashes it into the post with such strength that the Ultimate Wrestling Champ falls down, with his lights nearly knocked out!

The crowd is chanting both for Ronnie and for Gurgen. With these two well-beloved Superstars giving it their all, they are in a great mood, and as Gurgen grabs Cage by the scruff of the neck and lifts him up, they start a ‘Both These Guys’ chant. Gurgen lifts Ronnie up overhead and throws him back into the ring through the bottom and middle ropes. Cage regains consciousness quickly however, and as Gurgen gets back into the ring, Cage takes advantage with a big DDT! He rolls the Massive Moron over and goes for a pin…

1..

Gurgen kicks out with force, throwing Ronnie off of him; the UWC lands on his feet, and as Gurgen again tries to scramble back to a vertical basis, he has his arms hooked, and Cage lifts him up for a tigerbomb, which he hits to ring-shaking effect! Cage retreats a couple of steps this time, realizing fully well the endurance his foe has, and that it’ll take a lot more to bring him down. He stalks a recovering Gurgen, and when the timing is right, plants the Massive Moron’s head between his legs, and lifts him up for a powerbomb position. Showing great strength, he runs over to the nearest turnbuckle, and smashes Gurgen into it with such force that the buckle breaks off of the ringpost, and the ropes fall down to the canvas, effectively destroying the ring.

The crowd breaks into a well-deserves holy shit chant, but the referee seems confused as to how this match should continue. Ronnie gets back up to his feet as Gurgen is clutching the back of his neck in pain. After hitting the steel steps and now getting his head slammed so hard into the buckles that he broke the ring, even the imposing Beast is feeling the effects. Ronnie grabs him by the feet, and drags him to the center of the ring, going for the pin.

1..2..

Gurgen kicks out, but only just, not nearly as convincingly as before. The slight delay after the hit might be his only saving grace. Ronnie isn’t quite done yet though. He stands over the Beast’s body and calls for the Southern Comfort. He grabs the Massive Moron’s legs, and gets his beloved cloverleaf locked in, even though it requires near superhuman strength to get the leverage needed. Gurgen roars in pain, as even his limits are tested under the backbreaking move. His massive paws slam the mat, not to submit, but to crawl towards the nearest ropes… except there are none!

Gurgen’s reach allows him to grab one of the loose ropes lying on the mat, but Aitken makes the ‘NO’ gesture, and says that the rope break doesn’t apply here. After another massive bellow, Gurgen inches slightly further, and his fingers curl around the edge of the ring, and he uses his arm strength to pull both him and Ronnie towards the outside. Gurgen falls to the outside, and Ronnie seems to have the firm upper hand. The UWC follows to the outside, and rolls Beast back inside. Standing behind the Irradiated Imbecile, he tries to lock in a full-Nelson, going for the Alabama-rama!

But Gurgen’s size makes it simply too hard to execute it properly. Ronnie can’t locks his fingers in and can’t position his feet properly, and Gurgen manages to wriggle free, grabs a fistful of facial hair and… Beard to the face!

Ronnie is taken completely off guard! The champion is powerless to defend against the beard that cuts off his oxygen flow, and it isn’t long before his eyes roll into the back of his head. Gurgen paw is unrelenting, and as Ronnie slumps down to his knees, the referee lifts up Cage’s arm. As he releases it, it falls limp to his side. Chuck Aitken calls for the bell!

Winner, by referee stoppage at 11:06
–The Armenian Beast–

Licking his wounds, literally in some cases, The Armenian Beast rises to his feet. In celebration, he sticks a fist in the air with Maeve cheerfully clapping her hands, almost dropping the belt. Gurgen marches to one side of the ring to greet the fans.
The fans at the other side of the ring needed celebrating too, but when Gurgen is in mid transit of the ring, the entire arena goes black. After a moment, the video wall comes to life. The screen is black, except for a timestamp running along in the bottom right corner. 26.04.1986 04:42 it said in the corner in that faded quality you’d get from a video tape left on the shelf for a few decades. The screen glitches a bit before focusing, still in low res, eighties VHS quality, on a pair of boots not dissimilar to Gurgen’s ancient Soviet combat boots. These boots, however are tied with laces rather than taped shut.

As the crowd and the commentators alike ask themselves what is going on, the shot begins to rise. Above the boots are a pair of dark green pants, of a quality that suggested the person wearing it was in the military. At about the knees a smock of sorts came into view. It’s in a fairly light brown color and, by the way it was worn, it seems to weigh an absolute ton. It seems to be made of heavy plates, metal probably, woven into the fabric. Further we rise. The hands, hanging still next to the body wear thick leather gloves with fur trimming. The sleeves are of the same color and fabric as the pants, definitely a uniform. The gloves extend over the sleeves, so we can’t even make out the skin color of this oddly dressed soldier. On the shoulders, insignia can be seen. From this angle it is impossible to make out any of the writing. The throat is encased in a beige sleeve. The sleeve, as we travel the last bit, prove to be part of an old cloth and goggles gas mask with a sizable breathing apparatus positioned over the mouth. The camera lights cause glare in the goggles, making it impossible to see the person inside. Laboriously, no doubt due to the massive weight of the smock, the soldier draws long and slow breaths. Exhaling rapidly as the metal plates forced his chest down. The breathing and the switching over from inhale to exhale and back from the apparatus was the only sound. The soldier just stands there, the sound of his breath filling the otherwise silent arena. The camera zooms out, losing focus momentarily. Still the soldier just stands there, breathing heavily. When we get a look of him, head to toe, not an inch of skin exposed, for a few seconds, the screen snaps to black again. Long seconds later the arena lights come back on.
The crowd now focuses its attention back to the Armenian Beast, whose mood seems to have shifted dramatically. Gurgen has sunk to his knees. Mouth agape, arms limply hanging by his side down to the mat, he stares at the now blank screen. A close up shot betrays tears copiously running down his face, disappearing into the beard. Maeve drops the belt to the floor and hurries inside the ring. Tenzin too, appears from the back, running to save his Beastly brother. But save him from what exactly? It takes quite a moment to escort The Beast, unresponsive, apathic almost, back to the locker room, as the show comes to a close.
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Quick Calls
º Ruby & Lucilla def. Mike Manning & Nidia Vladiwebski via referee stoppage
º JTX vs. Matt Moore ends in no-contest
º Wülf Erikson def. Corporal Punishment via pinfall
º James Calhoun def. David Stone via submission
º The Armenian Beast def. Ronnie Cage via referee stoppage

UWE OTT
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After the show has faded to black, panting can be heard, as the image on the screens suddenly reappears. Shaky cam footage is seen, from a cameraman running through a corridor, hot on the trail of one of UWE’s backstage interviewers.
The cameraman struggled to keep up with Carston Blake as he hurries out of the UWE arena into the parking lot. The backstage personality is impatiently trying to rush his associate but Carston wasn’t carrying a large camera on his shoulder.

Carston: Come on, we need to hurry! It should be close!

The pair continues on as quickly as possible then stops as they come to James Calhoun, impatiently pacing the parking lot dressed in his street clothes. His hands are on his hips and the cowboy is keeping a keen eye out. Blake rushes over and begins talking into his mic before the camera has him in focus.

Carston Blake: Carston Blake here, and I’ve just caught up with James Calhoun. Mr. Calhoun, Ronnie Cage challenged you to meet him out here tonight, do you think he’s going to show?

The Callous one chuckles and shakes his head at the question.

Calhoun: Ain’t no way he’s gonna show. I’m only out here so I can prove once an’ fer all that Cage ain’t nuthin’ but a yellow, lyin’ dog. He’ll be back there shakin’ in his boots an’ avoidin’ me. Tomorrow he’ll tell everyone some bull about how he tried so hard to come fight me but Fortier just held him back an’ wouldn’t let him do it.

Carston: I don’t see him yet but-

Carston is cut off by the sound of yelling from off camera. He and the camera turn to see what the commotion is.

Ronnie: Fore the last time, quit yore yappin’. Ah’m here, and Ah’m ready tew give yew the fight of yore life, Calhoun. Yew ain’t never had a challenge like me!

Cage is standing there in the same outfit he wore earlier in his match with The Armenian Beast (plus his hat), and with the UWC draped over his shoulder. Calhoun smiles, despite really and truly not thinking Cage would show, he secretly really wanted to be wrong. If for no other reason than to have the chance to give the man a good ass kicking.

Calhoun: Now this here is fer the title, ain’t it? When I beat you, you’ll go tell them ladies that I’m the new champ? No backing out?

Cage: Well, that’s what Ah said, isn’t it? Did Ah fuckin’ stutter, Calhoun? Unlike yew, Ah choose mah words wisely. Yew beat me, yew get the title, Ah’ll go tell the bosses mahself. But, WHEN Ah beat YEW, yew back the hell off and leave me be, forever.

Calhoun smiles again, real big. Cage was a fool. This would be easier than taking candy from a dead baby. Ronnie hands the title over to Carston Blake and throws his hat aside.

The two men size each other up momentarily looking for an opening to attack. Calhoun lunges forward suddenly hitting Cage with a hard right. The champ fires back, landing a solid punch that leaves Calhoun’s ears ringing. Cage goes in for another punch but the cowboy ducks under it, ramming his shoulder into Ronnie’s mid section and slamming him into a car, the alarm blaring to life under the impact.

Carston excitedly moves around the pair, ducking out of the way and looking to the camera.

Carston: I can’t believe this is really happening!

As Cage recovers from the shoulder tackle Calhoun hits him with a duo of punches, he goes on for a hard haymaker but Ronnie moves his head, leaving Calhoun to punch through the poor person’s window. As the disgruntled redneck grips his hand Ronnie grabs his head and slams it onto the car hood. Calhoun is left dazed but keeps his hands up ready to continue the fight. The two men prepare to come together again when the parking lot is suddenly swarmed.

Lise: Get them apart, this is over!

Lise and Lara are trying to regain order, with them are several security guards and even some executives.

Cage and Calhoun struggle to break free of the interruption, trying to get back at one another.

Ronnie: Yew get yore damn hands off me! Ah’m not done yet!

Calhoun: Real tough guy, huh, Cage? I knew you weren’t man enough to fight me, crawl back under the skirt where you belong!

Despite the wrestlers determination to continue the sheer number of security keeps them apart and finally manages to get them out of the parking lot, as the show comes to a definitive close this time.