Over the Top XXIII in Vancouver

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

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Let the tag team tournament begin! 

Location:
UWE Studio’s, Vancouver 
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A new champion. A new era? Midsummer Massacre was the time of Maloney, as the Steampunk Warrior claimed her first ever Ultimate Wrestling Championship. Following in the footsteps of Ronnie Cage and James Calhoun, she is now the face of the company. But something tells us she hasn’t gotten rid of James Calhoun just yet…
The aftershocks of #MSM will be felt for a long time to come yet. With Lara Pegorino having handed in her letter of resignation following the events during the Hell in a Cell match, the weekly shows might look a whole lot different in the future with the former UWE Champion no longer around to run things… Or will Lise forgive her, and reaffirm her trust in her?
And what about Badd Breed, who made a strong closing statement, signaling their intention to take UWE by storm? And how will UWE’s other great faction, Torment, react to that?
So many questions to be answered! But maybe none more so than: who will become the inaugural UWE Universal Tag Team Champions? The tag team tournament starts at OTT XXIII! 

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Show Opener
The Badd Breed addresses the UWEniverse!

UWE is live from their studios in Vancouver, British Columbia. As the footage inside the arena is shown the first sound to be heard is “Your Betrayal” by Bullet For My Valentine hitting the speakers. The second sound to be heard is the almost deafening chorus of boos that accompany the music. Onto the stage walks the cocky expression of Marcus LeVine, accompanied by The Empire, his fiancee, and the newest member of The Empire, Shawn Lawery. All five of them either have a sadistic grin or a cocky smirk. Each one of them drinks in the anger from the crowd, Chris and Joey going a step further and simply flipping them off.

They all get to the ring fairly quickly and pile in. Cassie finds a spot in one of the corners to sit on the middle turnbuckle; both of the Hendrix twins stand at either corner closest to the hard cam; Shawn simply stands to one side of the ring; and Marcus, after grabbing a microphone, hops through the middle rope facing the hard cam and sits on it. As he lifts the microphone to his lips an ecstatic sigh passes his lips before he starts to speak:

“I know what you’re all thinking. Where’s the rest of The Badd Breed? Where’s Tiami, where’s Timothy, where’s Valentine and Misery? Well, simply put, I asked them to step back for me. I wanted to come out here with The Empire because I wanted to speak to you people face to face. I wanted to answer all of those questions burning in the back of your mind. But first, I wanted to ask a question:

Where is James Calhoun? Joey, have you seen Calhoun around anywhere?” Marcus tilted the microphone to Joey in the corner, who simply shook his head, “No? Damn. Hey, Chris, do you know where James Calhoun is?” Marcus did the same thing to Chris had he had done to Joey, and got the same reaction.

“Dang. You know, it’s almost like something happened to him. Oh, wait, that’s right. We kicked his ass, didn’t we? We sent him to the damn hospital, didn’t we? We drilled his head straight into the mat, didn’t we? We ended Midsummer Massacre standing over that lifeless sack of S-H-I-T, didn’t we?

The BaddBreed, The Empire, we made him look like even more of a chump than he already was. Now, he went and ran on home with his tail between his legs because he knows what we do! It’s the Badd Breed, and we DOMINATE the wrestling world!”

A low buzz of feedback is heard next, stopping Levine’s rant in his tracks. Everyone’s attention is turned to the screen now, where the Badd Guy, the green grinning face signifying a Badd Breed production appears. It flickers a few times, and then cuts very suddenly to a face that gets a pop around these parts, the FIW Rising Champion and leader of the Badd Breed, all 6’6″ and 267 pounds of Erik Holland sitting in a plain white room, the unfamiliar championship displayed on his shoulder as Erik glowers at the screen through black painted eyes.

The voice of Erik Holland filled the speakers, “That’s enough.

All of this. All of this is ENOUGH, Levine. Y’know when you met with me face to face, one on one, and I told you about the MISSION of the Badd Breed, you looked me in the eye and you nodded your head and you said you lived and would fight for the Breed. That you’d do what the Breed does everywhere in the world, in UWE, in FIW, everywhere; and that’s provide world class matches and top tier excitement against any opponent, and terminate–with prejudice–anyone who threatens the ability of promotions we are active in to entertain the people. The Badd Breed is necessary here in UWE for just that reason; yet I keep hearing that the spotlight is on you and you alone, Levine, instead of my whole family as a collective, as it SHOULD be.

This is not what I wanted. This is not what was ORDERED to be done. You agreed that if you were gonna’ fly the Breed colours if you were gonna get the eyeballs on you that would come from joining the Breed, that you’d do it the honourable way. You’d do it MY way. Yet you’re hitting people from behind, you’re going WAY too far, you’re forcing the people of the UWE not to trust you and by extension not trust MY Breed, My FAMILY, and I’m supposed to cosign it? The FAMILY is supposed to cosign it, right?

No.

Not gonna happen.

Levine, I’ve talked to you again and again and concluded that your vision and that of the Breed aren’t concurrent. That you’re doing more harm to the Badd Breed than you are doing good. So I’m gonna’ do us all a favour. You are EXCOMMUNICATED from my family, you’re OUT of the Badd Breed, and no longer will you fly our colours or claim our mission. So walk away from us now and that’ll be the end of it. But as faithful of friends as we were, Levine, if you decide to make enemies out of the Breed you’ll find we are faithful at THAT, too.”

Inside the arena, people cheer as Marcus, The Maniac, The Montreal Mawler was kicked out of The Breed. Everyone expected an explosion of anger from the Maniac, but he simply started to laugh. He got off of the middle ropes facing the hard cam and found a new seat on the middle ropes facing the tron. He kept laughing, kept this maniacal grin that ate at the people in the crowd, and that ate at Erik Holland too.

Marcus started talking again, “Erik, I’m so glad you could join us this evening. I’m sure you’ve been thinking a lot about what happened at Massacre. I’m sure you were watching it live, seeing what, as you said, your FAMILY would be up to that evening. I know you watched at home as I got the Badd Breed to do something you could never do: pull that god damned trigger. I did what you wish you could do Erik. I made the Badd Breed stand for something. You want to put on great matches and I’m happy to do that, I do it all the time. I’m the best damn wrestler on the face of planet earth, on my worst day I put on 4-star match, and on my best day, I break the freaking rating system. Call me Shenron cause if I’m in the vicinity you’ve got seven stars right there, baby.

You know what you are Holland. You are the epitome of a fabulist. You have created such a grand visage for yourself that even you buy into your own bull. You’re a man who started the Badd Breed cause he wanted to screw the system. He wanted to stick it to the guy in charge and tell them to piss off. What did you really do though? You became the boss. You created a legion of ass-kissers who follow you around like they’re puppets in suspension. I offer something REAL. My biggest piece of evidence that you’re a liar? I offer these people an actual choice, actual rebellion, and you see that as a reason for termination, a reason for excommunication, YOU are what you despise Holland. You’re the authority, you’re the boss. Look at me, look at Chris and Joey, Look at Shawn, they’re out here because they know that I don’t want to control them. I want to offer them actual freedom. If Tiami and Hunt want to toe the line if Valentine and Misery wanna toe the line if YOU wanna toe the line then go ahead.

You’re a fake prophet to a god which you created in your own head. I’m a catalyst for change.”

Marcus dropped his microphone and slipped back into the ring, calling his stable mates to join him. He was ready to leave the ring when suddenly “Calling” by VAMPS hit the speakers. Marcus rolled his eyes once again as Tiami Erickson bolted out from behind the country and towards the ring, microphone in hand.

“Really? Really?! Chris, Joey, what the HELL are you two doing? You two are my family, you’re my cousins. You’re picking Marcus over The Breed, over your family?” Tiami had reached the ring at this point and quickly slid inside. “And you, Marcus, what have you done to them? What did you do to my brothers? This isn’t about the breed, why are you tearing my FAMILY apart Marcus?”

Marcus was simply laughing in her face as behind her, her two brothers set up. Marcus kept laughing like a mad man before out of nowhere he pushed Tiami backwards, and as soon as she was in the centre of The Empire, Marcus, Chris, and Joey all sent superkicks towards her, nailing her with Concussive Melody.

Marcus wasted no time as he pointed towards Sean Lowery as well, getting him to drag Tiami up once again, wrapping his arms around her neck, and hitting a vicious Nightmare Fuel. Tiami landed practically vertical on her face before crashing to the mat and rolling to the side. All five members of The Empire simply laughed before leaving the ring. Tiami was barely moving as the group got out of the ring and went backstage.

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Match One – Single’s Match
Danny Oliver vs. Chris Hendrix

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(Referee: Corey Miner)

Danny slides his hoodie off and tosses it to his brother who exits the ring to stand next to the apron. As the younger brother heads for the center of the ring he gives a wary glance at the other members of Badd Breed at ringside.

After checking each wrestler for foreign objects the official calls for the hell. Chris and Danny circle quickly as each competitor looks for an opening in their opponent.
The two lock up and begin fighting for position.

Danny quickly ducks under Chris’ arm and gets a body lock. Before he can capitalize however Hendrix elbows back to break Danny’s hold before spinning into a hammer lock. Danny grunts as his arm is wrenched but manages to break free before pulling Chris into a headlock.

Chris stomps on Danny’s foot to break the hold them kicks out hard into his opponent’s gut, causing Danny to bend forward.

Chris bounces off the ropes and comes in on the offensive but Danny surprises him by dropping to one knee and sending Hendrix to the canvas with a fireman carry.

Chris pops back up and the two go back to circling in the center of the ring.

Chris was quick to go back on the attack, he dove towards Danny and picked his leg out from under him. Danny fell to the mat and Chris quickly leapt to straddle Danny, picking his arms and rolling him onto his back. Chris arched himself backwards and grabbed Danny’s arm, going straight into the Prawn Hold, but only getting a two.

Both men were back to their feet quickly, Chris just a second faster, getting Danny up against the ropes. He nodded towards his brother, who walked to the middle of the ringside area, standing right behind Danny. Chris sent Danny flying to the other side of the ropes, and as Danny rebounded he ducked underneath his arm. Without skipping a beat Chris darted to his left, and Joey grabbed the ankle of Danny, sending him falling face first to the mat again. His head bounced, and he clutched at his nose, but the pain wasn’t over and Chris was back in the center of the ring hitting a sliding single leg drop kick.

Chris dragged Danny to the center of the ring and went for a pin again, this time only getting a one. He smacked the mat, clearly irritated as he climbed back to his feet, waiting for his opponent to rise as well. Danny was getting to a knee, and Chris was quick to go on the assault. He sent his leg flying for a roundhouse, and Danny ducked. Chris’s reactionary skills were quick though as he simply tilted his body to face away from Danny, grabbed his ankle as it was above Danny’s head, and released it to send it flying into the back of Danny’s head. Once again Danny was forced to go down to the mat, the fans letting out a loud boo as Chris simply flipped them off. Marcus was set up on one side of the ring, and Joey set himself up at the other. Chris straddled Danny once again, wrapping his arms around Oliver’s waist.

Marcus stepped onto the apron, distracting the referee. Chris nodded at his brother, who slid into the ring while the ref was distracted. Both of the Hendrix twins eyes continued to dart towards the ref, and Danny’s brother Jared went to where Marcus and the ref were, trying to yell at the ref to turn around. All Jared did, however, was distract the ref even more. The referee was yelling at Jared to get out of that area of the ring, to step away from the Empire. Chris lifted Danny to his feet, and Joey sent a staggering superkick into Danny’s jaw, sending him flying. Joey was quick out of the ring, and Chris was quick to snap off the German suplex. The ref, who heard the impact, turned around just too late to see Chris in the ring, but just in time to see the bridging pin.

One!
Two!!
Thre–NO!!

Danny barely got his shoulder up.

Chris lifts Danny to his feet, on the way up the younger Oliver surprises his foe by darting in and lifting him up for a hard double leg takedown. Chris arches his back in pain as Danny hits the ropes to come back in for an elbow drop.

The Dog of War lifts Chris up once more before sending him back to the mat with a gut wrench suplex. Danny rolls the Empire member up in an attempted pin.

One!
Two!

Chris gets his shoulder up! Danny huffs I’m irritation as he stands. Chris begins to get up as well and Danny goes on for another attack. Hendrix reacts faster, however, as he hits Danny with a quick gut kick followed by two hard forearms. Chris hits the ropes in an attempted body press but Danny reverses it with a snap powerslam.

Danny tries for another cover but outside the ring Joey puts his brother’s foot on the rope then yells for the ref who stops the count at two.

As Danny stands up Jared comes over and pulls Joey away from the apron. The two begin to argue when LeVine comes in to hit the elder Oliver from behind. Danny heads for the ropes to help his brother but the ref orders him back then turns to begin yelling at the men brawling outside the ring.

Danny turns back to Chris just in time to see Joey flying in for a drop kick. The ref turns back to the wrestlers but just misses Joey rolling out of the ring as Chris gets back to his feet. Chris hits the ropes then leaps into the air diving to hit Danny with a falling elbow drop. The Empire member then stands and lifts Danny up to hit the DDT. Hendrix rolls to the pin. Meanwhile outside the ring Jared had managed to get hold of a chair and is brandishing it to keep the Badd Breed at bay.
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Danny gets a shoulder up. Chris is looking frustrated and pulls Danny to his feet once more before attempting a Samoan drop. He tries to lift but Oliver has close to a hundred pounds on the smaller man. Undeterred he tries again…and on the third attempt manages to pull it off. Chris gets back to his feet and holds his back in pain. Hendrix then lifts Danny once more and attempts another German suplex. Oliver blocks the attempt and spins around to deliver a devastating triple suplex to Hendrix!

Danny stands and yells out which gets the crowd cheering. The younger Oliver then picks Chris up and hooks a leg, launching an Exploder suplex and hitting the D-Town Detonator. Chris lands with a thud and rolls to the ropes. Joey hurries over to check on his brother, slipping him a metal rod as he does. Danny comes over to grab his opponent but Joey jumps up onto the apron and blinds Danny with the From the East mist. Chris hurries to his feet and hits Danny with the metal rod and attempts to toss it out of the ring. The disoriented Hendrix aims the wrong way however and tosses the object directly at the referees feet. The official calls for the bell and Jared rushes into the ring with his chair to chase the Empire away before checking on his brother.

WINNER, by DQ at 11:28
–DANNY OLIVER–

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Match Two – Tag Team Tournament Match
JTX & Justin Lust vs. Corporal Punishment & Leon Saint Dane

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(Referee: Claudia Morello)

Justin Lust and Leon Saint Dane begin the tag match, each man sizing the other up before locking up in the center of the ring. LSD quickly takes the advantage by pulling Lust’s head down into a stiff European uppercut that stumbles the wild haired wrestler. Saint Dane continues his attack with a trip of hard forearms followed by a quick drop kick that sends Justin to the ground. The fans give LSD a cheer and he follows up on his attack with a crucifix head scissors as Justin gets back to his feet. LSD lifts his opponent back up before dropping him back to the canvas with a snap suplex. So far LSD is in complete control. That changes however as he rebounds off the ropes only to be clubbed in the back by JTX.

The ref and Leon both look back at the pink haired grappler who reigns innocence. LSD shakes his head and then goes back to his opponent who surprises Saint Dane with a leg lariat. Leon takes several hard and vicious stomps before fighting back to his feet. LSD then tries to go back on the offensive but gets countered by a rough reverse atomic drop. Justin ignores the warning from the official as he lifts LSD to his feet and whips him into the corner. On his way over to his foe Lust tags JTX in and the duo begin to kick Leon hard in the ribs. The ref begins counting but both Justin and JTX ignore it as Lust whips his partner at LSD. JTX reverses the whip and Justin uses the extra momentum to deliver a huge enzuiguiri that crumbles LSD to the floor. Lust rolls out of the ring as JTX rolls up Leon.
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Kick out by LSD. JTX grimaces and stomps his anger out on Saint Dane. JTX then lifts the prone opponent to his feet before performing a swinging neck breaker. The hot pink grappler smirks at the booing audience as he mounts LSD and begins raining down hard punches. The closed fist strikes continue until the count of four. JTX stands and waves mockingly at the crowd as Leon tries to crawl to his corner. LSD lifts his hand to tag but JTX stomps on the desperate man’s fingers.

JTX picks up his foe and hits him with several hard strikes that drive a staggered LSD into the corner once more. Once there the pink haired wrestler launches hard chops. Once JTX feels he’s punished Leon enough he backs up and charges the corner. LSD manages to swing out of the way leaving JTX to crash into the corner. Leon then springboards up to kick JTX in the head and both men lay on the mat.

LSD begins trying to crawl to his corner to tag in his partner while JTX starts to use the ropes to stand. Corporal Punishment leans over the ropes as far as he can and reaches his hand out. The crowd chants and cheers for Leon as he closes in but JTX is now back on his feet and heads over to cut him off. The pink haired wrestler grabs hold of Leon’s leg and begins to pull him back. I’m desperation Saint Dane rolls over and kicks at JTX, hitting him in the face and staggering the man. Leon then uses the momentum of his leg being let go to roll back and tag Punishment in.

The fans let out a huge cheer as the Corporal takes the ring, dropping JTX with a huge lariat. Justin tries to enter the ring to help his mentor but punishment charges at him and clothesline him out onto the ring floor. Punishment eggs the crowd on as he walks back to the fallen JTX picking him up and lifting him into a stalling suplex. The corporal salutes the cheering fans before bringing JTX crashing down to the mat. Punishment then drags the pink haired wrestler over to a corner before mimicking a fun shot. The crowd goes wild as Punishment slams JTX into the turnbuckle over and over as he performs the 21 gun salute.

Satisfies with his work Punishment then hurls JTX into the other corner and rushes over to hit a shoulder block. As JTX reels Justin slaps him on the back. Punishment doesn’t notice however and lifts JTX to the top turnbuckle before hitting the flight school! Punishment goes for the cover!

The ref doesn’t count however and the confused corporal looks for an explanation. He gets one in the form of a low drop kick to the face. Justin stomps on the downed soldier’s face several more times before dropping an elbow into the man’s sternum and trying for a pin.

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Punishment is up! Justin lifts the man back up and slams his face into the ground with a full Nelson face buster. Lust isn’t finishes however, he pick a Punishment up again and drops him with an arm trap neck breaker. Lust goes for another pin, this time grabbing a hand full of wrestling gear for leverage.
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No! Even with the extra leverage Justin can’t hold the soldier down! Lust picks him up again and locks in a tight headlock and begins squeezing the life out of Punishment. The soldier goes to one knee and the ref begins to check him.
His arm falls once.
It falls twice…
Punishment’s arm begins to go down a third time but at the last second he shoots it back up and puts his hand in Justin’s hair. The soldier doesn’t pull however he simply applies what looks like a noogie. Justin releases immediately and begins trying to straighten his hair. JTX is screaming at his partner but the frantic Lust doesn’t hear as he tries to straighten his mane. He turns just in time to eat a spear from Punishment who covers. JTX tries to break up the pin but he’s cut off by a drop kick from LSD.

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Punishment has pinned JTX, the team of Corporal Punishment and Leon Saint Dane wins!

WINNERS, by pinfall at 09:58
–CORPORAL PUNISHMENT & LEON SAINT DANE–

The victors celebrate then head out of the ring together as the shocked Justin still can’t believe it. He begins to stand when suddenly Danny Oliver runs down the ramp with a chair. JTX flees the ring as Justin finds himself trapped in a corner. The worried Lust frantically begs for Danny not to hit him. Oliver asks for a mic then addresses Justin.

Danny: I wanted to come down here and give you what you deserve, Justin, a taste of your own medicine but now I realize it wouldn’t be right. I’m better than you, Lust and I won’t stoop to your level! I do want a match though and you best be ready because if I win I’m shaving off your luscious locks…if the clippers can get through all that hair spray!

Danny drops the mic and turns to leave. As he does Lust jumps up and charges in for an attack. Danny suddenly spins around and flattens Justin with the chair as the fans roar. Oliver rolls out of the ring and JTX rolls in to help his partner.

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Match Three – Single’s Match
Amy Gobraless vs. Caliee Adams

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(Referee: Corey Miner)

Amy Gobraless is still visibly banged up from her grueling Hell in a Cell encounter against Lucilla. Nevertheless, she came away victorious that night, and tonight faces one of UWE’s most promising and beloved up-and-coming talents: Caliee Adams.
Amy seems none too impressed as the bell rings, however. She immediately locks up with Caliee in the middle of the ring, and the much more experienced wrestler manages to push the rookie back into a corner. She then lands a vicious chop on the front of Caliee’s chest, who writhes in pain, clutching at the mark Amy’s hand left.
Amy enjoys her handiwork tremendously, and lifts Caliee’s chin up, giving her a wider and easier target. She unleashes a second chop, the sound of which reverberates throughout the arena, and she grins as Caliee doubles over under the boos of the crowd. Amy takes a few steps back, and spreads her arms wide, as if asking ‘is this al you got for me?’ The crowd continues to boo her, but they turn around in a cheer, as Caliee takes use of the distraction, rolling her up from behind!!

ONE!
TWO!

Amy kicks out! The savvy vet has the presence of mind to not be completely taken by surprise, and immediately gets back to her feet before levelling Callie with a massive clothesline that turns Caliee inside out and leaves her motionless on the mat. Amy wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, and kicks Caliee viciously in the head. She calls to the crowd that she’s going to fonish her, and as she stands over Caliee’s back looking for the Visions of Amy, she is interrupted by a very well-known entrance theme!

Lucilla steps out to ringside under the tunes of ‘Far From Any Road’. She’s limping, but the look on her face means business! Looking at Amy like she just found a turd in her shower cabin, Lucilla slowly walks down the ramp, with Amy now leaning over the ropes, daring her to come closer.

But then Lucilla holds up her hands, and starts backing away. Amy SPITS in her direction in disgust, and then turns around to focus back on her opponent.

SIMPLY CALIEE TO THE FACE!

Completely oblivious to the fact that Caliee was waiting for her, Amy got hit by the rookie’s finisher. And UWE’s Baby wastes no time getting that pin in!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

WINNER, by pinfall at 04:11
–CALIEE ADAMS–

The referee calls for the bell! Caliee Adams has defeated Amy Gobraless. The rookie rolls out of the ring, smiling as Sylvie Rose calls out her name, officially declaring her the winner of the match. Lucilla looks on, applauding from atop the entrance ramp, laughing at Amy’s defeat.
Flawless Miss Gobraless gets back up, and realized what happened. As she starts a rampaging tirade the likes of which Vancouver has never seen, we cut to a commercial break.

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Match Four – Tag Team Tournament Match
Controversial Demons vs. Just Plain Better

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(Referee: Chuck Aitken)

These two teams have been looking forward to this match all week. We saw at the beginning of the show, Tiami Erickson was assaulted by the Empire, no longer members of the Badd Breed. Unfortunately for the Controversial Demons, the brutal superkick has left Tiami in the back.

Regardless of her insisting, Timothy vowed to do the job on his own. The Moore Brothers are visibly disappointed when they see only Timothy in the ring, but the show must go on. Matt, Brandon, and referee Chuck Aitken all make sure that Timothy Hunt wants to do this on his own.

Timothy is adamant and he starts the match off with Matt. The bell rings and this thing is on! A handicap match it is! The two lock up by the collar and elbow, jockeying for position. Timothy is able to break Matt’s hold and slip behind him. He locks the waist and takes Matt down!

Timothy floats over to Matt’s front and applies a headlock. Matt is quick to kip up out of the headlock and applies his own when Timothy stands and charges him. Hunt is able to back them against the ropes and send Matt across the ring. As Matt comes back, Timothy hits a beautiful dropkick!

Matt drops and Timothy goes for a quick cover!

One…

Two!

Kick out right at the two count.

Matt hurries to the corner and tags Brandon, surprised that Timothy got the better of him like that.

As soon as Brandon enters the ring, Timothy is on him! Hunt leaps at him with a forearm, sending him back into his own corner. Hunt then sends the same type of forearm to Matt, knocking him off the apron. Hunt is taking the fight to Just Plain Better!

Timothy whips Brandon over to the opposite corner. He follows him closely and lands a big corner splash! Brandon stumbles out as Timothy climbs atop the turnbuckle. Brandon groggily turns towards Hunt. Timothy dives out! Diving DDT! He goes for the cover! Chuck Aitken moves in!

One…

Two…

Matt comes off of the apron and slides in the ring!

Brandon is able to get a shoulder up without assistance, though!

Matt gets back on the apron as he watches Hunt keep up the onslaught. Timothy gets Brandon to his feet and hooks his arm over his shoulder. Timothy lifts Brandon up in the vertical suplex position!

Brandon twists and falls to his feet behind Hunt! Hunt quickly turns and Brandon connects with a European Uppercut!

Brandon sends the dazed Hunt into the ropes. As Timothy comes back, Brandon delivers a picturesque back body drop sending Hunt flying high through the air. Brandon comes off of the ropes by his own accord now and drops a big elbow. He stays on for the cover!

One…

Timothy forces Brandon off of him!

Brandon stays on Hunt, laying in a handful of stomps. He then gets Timothy to his feet. Brandon goes for a double underhook of the arms. Timothy breaks out, however! He flips Brandon over him, but Brandon lands on his feet. Timothy hits the ropes! He comes back and…

Meets a big spinning heel kick from Brandon! Another cover!

One…

Two…

Timothy kicks out!

Brandon, knowing that he and his brother have the advantage, is simply looking to put this one away. Brandon drags Timothy towards Just Plain Better’s corner. Forgoing the tag for the moment, Brandon hoists Timothy onto the top of the turnbuckle. Brandon calls for a tag from his brother, but there’s still life in Hunt!

Hunt sends a big sidekick from the top rope to Matt, knocking him off of the apron! He follows this with a huge flurry of punches down onto Brandon. Timothy has a hold of Brandon’s head so he can’t go to for and he brings him in closer! He spins off and connects with Tornado DDT!

Both men are down as Matt stirs on the outside, slowly pulling himself up onto the apron. Chuck Aitken sees both downed competitors beginning to crawl their way to their respective corners, deciding not to start a count. Timothy doesn’t have anyone to crawl to, though…or does he?!

The crowd absolutely erupts as a wobbly jog from Tiami Erickson brings her through the entrance curtain and down the ramp! Potentially concussed or not, she’s in this thing! Tiami makes it to the ring and climbs the steps, grabbing the tag rope, stretching her hand as far as she can out to her lover.

Simultaneously, Brandon and Timothy lunge to their partners. Tags are made! Matt enters the ring and charges the corner, but Tiami gets on the top rope! Missile dropkick! Matt hurries to his feet and Tiami rebounds off of the ropes. She comes back with a big cross body block!

Matt gets up again but is a bit doubled over. Tiami hits the ropes one more time! She comes back…the Ice Spike running bulldog! A cover!

One…

Two…

Matt Moore gets a shoulder up!

Tiami is still on fire, though! She gets Matt to his feet and Irish Whips him into the corner of Just Plain Better. Brandon is finally up on the apron, but Tiami rushes at Matt anyways!

She charges forward…and Matt moves, but not before Brandon slaps him on the back. Chuck calls it a tag! Tiami’s chest bounces off of the turnbuckle pad as he face connects with Brandon’s boot. He hits her with a jumping sort of enziguiri from the apron. Matt drops to the mat to escape and rolls onto the apron. The force of the kick sends Tiami to the mat…she lands in perfect position.

Brandon climbs onto the top rope. He takes a deep breath and looks around at the crowd. What’s he going for? It’s been some time since he’s considered himself a high flyer other than the moonsaults…

Brandon shrugs and hopes for the best. He flips off of the ropes!

Brandon connects onto Tiami with a 450 Splash! MY GOODNESS! He stays on her for a cover! Chuck Aitken quickly moves in to count!

One…

Two…

Thr…

Timothy Hunt comes out of the nowhere, clubbing Brandon on the back and breaking up the count!

Matt comes into the ring now, tackling Timothy to the mat! The two start to trade punches, brawling underneath the ropes and to the ringside area. Chuck Aitken screams and hollers for them to break it up, but he has no choice other than to turn his attention back to the action in the ring.

Brandon has Tiami up to her feet, but she slaps his hands away! She sends a few slaps to Brandon, following it with a spinning back fist! With Brandon dazed, Tiami dumps him to the mat with a belly to belly suplex.

She lets out a screech, heading to the opposite side of the ring. She prepares herself and screams for Brandon to get to his feet! Brandon begins to stir, eventually standing and facing Tiami. Erickson charges forward for her Dead As Ice!

The spear is a miss! Brandon side steps and sends Tiami shoulder first into the turnbuckle post! He pulls her out of the corner and rolls her up with a schoolboy, but doesn’t connect with the pin. Instead he continues to roll her onto her stomach and quickly floats over to her feet. Brandon grabs on and sets a foot of his on the back of her leg.

He pulls Tiami’s legs up and wrenches them, bending her back in an awful way!

Scream For Moore is locked in tight!

Timothy has gotten the upper hand on Matt for the moment and sees his partner in agonizing pain. Hunt goes to slide into the ring, but Matt is able to grab a leg and keep him from entering! Matt gives Brandon just enough time to keep the hold locked in that…

Tiami taps! Submission!

WINNERS, by submission at 12:02
–JUST PLAIN BETTER–

Chuck Aitken calls for the bell and Brandon immediately lets go of the hold. Matt lets off of Timothy and they both enter the ring. Hunt is quick to hover over Tiami, making sure she is okay and even possibly voicing his disappointment at her for putting herself in danger after the events from earlier.

Chuck Aitken raises the Moore Brothers’ arms in the center of the ring as Timothy continues to check on Tiami. Sylvie Rose announces that Just Plain Better advances in the Universal Tag Team Championship Tournament and will fact representatives of Torment next week, Josiah Turnbow and Heather King!

Speaking of King, she’s in action against Marisol Hawkes next!

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Match Five – Single’s Match
Heather King vs. Marisol Hawkes

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(Referee: Claudia Morello)

With first round byes in the tag team tournament, these two competitors are wanting to stay fresh. Heather King is making her in ring debut against another debuting star, Marisol Hawkes! Claudia Morello calls for the bell and the two women lock up in the center of the ring.

Marisol Hawkes gets the upper hand with a big clubbing blow to Heather. Heather drops to a knee, only to be hit with another huge blow. Heather hits the mat and Marisol shows off to the crowd. She soaks up whatever reaction they can get, happy to be here in the UWE and showing her ability to easily dismantle Heather King in her mind.

She gets a bit distracted, however. Coming down the entrance ramp is none other than her tournament partner, and ex-boyfriend, Ricky Molaroni. Marisol notices this and starts to scream for him to leave. Ricky states he just wants to be at ringside for her match to support her. Marisol says to leave it for the tournament and get out of her. She’s going to do this on her own.

The arguing continues with Ricky. Neither are getting what they want. Marisol can’t get Ricky to leave and Ricky can’t get Marisol to accept his presence at ringside. Ricky’s expression on his face quickly changes to one of worry as he points to behind Marisol.

It’s too late. Marisol isn’t able to turn in time! Heather King rolls up Marisol from behind and forces her shoulders onto the mat with all her might! Claudia Morello slides in!

One…

Two…

Three!

WINNER, by pinfall at 02:03
–HEATHER KING–

Marisol is pissed! Heather isn’t going to stick around to let her take it out on her! Heather quickly exits the ring, running right by Ricky who decides to get into the squared-circle. Heather raises her hands high with a big smile, having her first victory here in UWE. A win is a win! Especially when looking for momentum going into next week against Just Plain Better.

Meanwhile, inside the ring, Ricky tries to console Marisol. She’s not having any of that. Marisol uses no words, but simply screeches at the top of her lungs in Ricky’s face. Ricky is left in the ring disappointed as Marisol abruptly exits and storms up the entrance ramp. Molaroni throws his hands up in the air, trying to get an explanation from Marisol.

Hopefully these two can get on the same page come their first bout in the Universal Tag Team Championship Tournament!

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Main Event – Tag Team Tournament Match
Ruby & Asylum vs. #EmphasisOnBullet

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(Referee: Chuck Aitken)

Main event time! Both Wulf and Adeline La Roux came out to huge ovations from the crowd. The #EmphasisOnBullet team-up is apparently a huge hit with the fans, as plenty of people in the crowd can be seen wearing their shirts.
When Asylum enters, the mood becomes much less vibrant, as the intimidating masked madman makes his way to the ring. But all of that changes when Ruby’s theme song hits, and the tiny Canadian comes out in new ring gear! A tight yellow suits, with a green mask, boots and a mask! The fans cheer for her as their resident sweetheart comes out, and the smile on her face is so infectious the whole arena lights up.

As Ruby gets in the ring, she immediately extends her hand to her opponents. Wulf and Adeline gladly accept their friend’s gesture and as Chuck Aitken calls for them to take their place, it’s obvious Asylum isn’t intending to start this match on the apron. He stands in the ring motionless, looking at the Silver and Crimson Bullet like they’re his lunch, and Ruby has no choice but to hop back over the top rope and wait for her turn. The Masked Madman will start things off against Adeline, who has undoubtedly heard ‘the stories’. As the bell rings, Asylum charges at her, but she rolls out of the way! Asylum keeps going though, and knocks Wulf off of the apron. Asylum grins, but the slight distraction has given Adeline the opportunity to get some flips going! Right out of the gate, she hits Asylum with a poisonrana, knocking him down on his head. The high-flier follows it up with a standing moonsault, before rolling Asylum on to his back and going for a pin.

ONE!
TWO!

Asylum kicks out. Wulf meanwhile gets back on the apron and Adeline quickly tags him in, before making sure to keep Asylum down. Wulf hops on the top turnbuckle and flies, going for a 450 splash! But before he can finish the rotation!

THWACK! Ruby comes rushing in, nailing him with a Ruby in the Rough, almost knocking Wulf’s head off. Adeline seems surprised, but wastes no time to keep Ruby from getting more offense in. As Ruby gets back to her feet, the Crimson Bullet nails her with a snap dragon suplex, the impact of which sends her rolling out of the ring.

With Wulf and Asylum now the legal men, Adeline rolls out of the ring, but not before helping Wulf to his feet. The Silver Bullet seems shaken though, Ruby’s running kneestrike obviously having done quite some damage. Good thing he was still fresh at the time. Asylum meanwhile has gotten back to his knees, and as Wulf approaches him to lock in a hold, Asylum reaches out and grabs him by the throat. He chokes Wulf one-handedly, before throwing him into Ruby’s corner like a rag doll. Asylum comes up and starts hammering at the Silver Bullet, with Chuck Aitken keeping careful count. At the count of four however, Asylum doesn’t seem to be intent on stopping the closed-fist beatdown of Wulf. Fearing a DQ, Ruby quickly tags herself in by slapping her partner on the shoulder and uses all of her might to push Asylum back a little.
The Masked Madman doesn’t take kindly to this, and swats her away, wanting to go back on the offensive, but Wulf hits him with a headscissors takedown, sending Asylum to the middle of the ring. Either because he is still dazed, or simply because of oversight, an overenthusiastic Wulf goes for his Green Hell, the inverted rolling thunder, and executes it to perfection. Just a shame that when he hooks Asylum’s leg, Aitken says he can’t count a pin!

*BOOM!* RSD! Ruby hits her renamed ‘Ruby in the Sky With Diamonds’ finisher on Wulf, who was lying across Asylum’s chest. Hitting him in the back of the skull, it surely seems like no one could ever get up from this! Ruby quickly rolls her friend on to his back and goes for the pin.

ONE!
TWO!
Adeline breaks it up. Rushing into the ring to break up the pin, she clobbers the back of Ruby’s head. She helps Wulf back to his feet, but he’s on spaghetti legs after having been hit with Ruby’s very best shot. She helps him to go back to the apron, but as they approach the ropes, are hit with a double clothesline by Asylum, who sends them both over. They crash on the outside, and as Asylum wants to go to the outside to continue the onslaught, he is whistled back by his tiny partner.

She makes a few gestured, and it soon becomes apparent what she wants him to do. The crowd roars as Asylum lifts Ruby up overhead, walks over to the ropes, and then hurls her in the direction of their opponents, using her as a live projectile. She crashes into both bullets, turning all three of them into one big pile of humanity. And while the three flippers are on the ground, it is the big man looking to go to the skies!

The crowd rises to their feet as Asylum climbs the top turnbuckle. The Masked Madman takes aim as Wulf, Adeline and Ruby get back to their feet. He leaps, and lands right on top of them with a crossed body. The crowd cheers as all four of them now collapse to the floor, and no one is left standing.
It is Asylum who gets back to his feet first, and in a surprising display of teamwork, he helps Ruby up. She makes sure to thank him, before sliding into the ring. As Wulf and Adeline slowly get to their feet, Ruby is preparing for another…DIVE! As #EOB are finally back to a vertical basis, Ruby launches herself over the top rope with a tope con hilo! But Adeline catches her! Displaying surprising strength, she snatches Ruby out of the air, and reverses it into a modified buckle-bomb, smashing Ruby into a proverbial million pieces against the ring post. Ruby lies motionless on the floor, and to the surprise of many, this seems to upset Asylum in a big way. He bowls Adeline over, before carefully picking Ruby up and placing her on the apron.

Chuck Aitken, meanwhile, it at the count of eight, and Wülf, still the legal man, quickly slips into the ring to break up the count just in time. The hurt Ruby is an easy target now, but as Wülf looks to drag her to the center of the ring by her ankles, Asylum steps in between them. He shakes his head, and then Irish Whips Wulf into his own corner! Adeline hops onto the apron and tags herself in, but not before Asylum has grabbed Wulf’s wrist and launched him against the ropes. He dropkicks him in the chest as he comes back. SHOCK TREATMENT! However, with Adeline now being legal, the big man is open to a major strike.

DRAGON RANA! Adeline hits her finisher to perfection, but it’s Ruby who’s legal, and she’s still dazed from being bombed against the steel ringpost. Chuck Aitken, senior official, has trouble keeping this match in check, with bodies flying everywhere, and people popping up all the time. As Asylum is sent to the mat, the crowd gasps, as his mask seems to have come loose!
Adeline didn’t notice this however, and focused her attention on Ruby. She grabs Ruby by the ankles and drags her to the middle of the ring. She hops on the nearest turnbuckle and hits the BITE THE BULLET! A flawless corkscrew 630 senton! She hooks Ruby’s leg and pins her…

ONE

TWO

THE crowd screams as the unthinkable happens. Asylum rips his mask off and assaults Adeline, pulling her off of Ruby and biting her! Chuck sees this, and warns Asylum to back off, but the unMasked Madman is out of control! He sinks his teeth into Adeline’s flesh, driving her back into a corner and even as Aitken count to five, he doesn’t quit! The referee has no option but to call for the bell.

WINNERS, by DQ at 12:56
–#EOB–

Ruby, now somewhat recovered, sees what is happening, and along with Wülf, they try to get Asylum off of Adeline, but all it does is provoke him. While he does stop the bite, he now focuses his attention on the other two, but as he looks set to turn his wrath on Wülf… Ruby hugs him!

Not a bear hug of any kind. Just a simple, normal hug. A friendly one. A normal embrace. A touch of friendship. It stops Asylum dead in his tracks, as the look of insanity on his face turns into one of… humanity?

It doesn’t last long, however. He pushes Ruby away, and grabs his mask off the mat, putting it back on. As the stunned Vancouver crowd looks on, he makes his way to the back, leaving Ruby, Wülf and Adeline behind, wondering what just happened as the show comes to a close. No matter what, #EOB advances in the tag team tournament!

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Tag Team Tournament Brackets

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Quick results:
°Danny Oliver def. Chris Hendrix by DQ
°Corporal Punishment and Leon Saint Dane def. JTX & Justin Lust by pinfall
°Caliee Adams def. Amy Gobraless by pinfall
°Just Plain Better def. Controversial Demons by submission
°Heather King def. Marisol Hawkes by pinfall
°#EOB def. Ruby and Asylum by DQ

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UWE Presents: Midsummer Massacre

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Ultimate Wrestling Entertainment Proudly Presents…
An FWPK Enterprises Production

MIDSUMMER MASSACRE 
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Presenting the Midsummer Massacre theme song…

Location:
UWE Studios, Vancouver 
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Midsummer Massacre! In the blazing heat of Summer, the UWE Superstars will settle their scores. Mike Rosati will finally get his shot at Asylum, something he has been begging for for months. They will meet inside a House of Pain. But while the Masked Madman and the formed Maddogg will look to butcher each other, they are far from the only ones who carry a grudge.
Wülf Erikson will finally get a one on one opportunity against the man who has been hounding him for weeks now: Bryan Blaze. Can he finally rid himself of him? But while they’ve only been going at it for a couple of months, Lucilla and Amy Gobraless have been at each other’s throats for years! With none of their previous bouts having a decisive outcome, they will look to decide once and for all who the better woman is.
We’ll also have debuts! Jake Donaldson and Josiah TUrnbow will face off against Drew Stevenson and Brute Rockne respectively, giving us another intriguing look at the stable known as Torment. It’s leader, Donaldson, has finally stepped out of the shadows and will look to show the world why he’s a force to be reckoned with.
Another person looking to do just that is Tiami Erickson. She will go one on one with a woman who has massively endeared herself to the UWE Universe in record time: Caliee Adams. Can she break Caliee’s streak?
Other than that, Danny Oliver will seek revenge on JTX, who has been assaulting him nd his borther at every turn following a misunderstanding that happened backstage. Can the Dog of War get the job done against one of UWE’s finest competitors? Or will JTX once again prove why he could be in contention for championship gold soon?
Two other Superstars looking to impress the management will be Marcus LeVine and Timothy Hunt. LeVIne has enjoyed a very good start to his UWE career, putting on impressive displays. While the Maniac comes off a hard-fought loss, he will look to regain his winning ways aginst Timothy Hunt, ho has something to prove as well.
And to top it all off, in our main event, James Calhoun will defend the Ultimate Wrestling Championship against his former friend, the Steampunk Warrior Eavan Maloney. The flame-haired lass with a heart of gold has well and truly skyrocketed to the top here. Can she become the face of the company, and get retribution on the man who betrayed her?

Only time will tell. Watch it all here. Live. On @UWENetwork!

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Show Opener – Single’s Match
Caliee Adams vs. Tiami Erickson

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With Claudia Morello calling for the bell and the action beginning, Midsummer Massacre is officially here! Adams and Erickson size each other up and circle the ring, not taking their eyes off one another. They finally decide to lock up in the center of the squared-circle. They push and shove in the collar and elbow, both trying to gain an advantage. Tiami gets the upper hand first. She is able to twist out of Caliee’s grasp and wrench the arm. Caliee, however, does a forward somersault, throwing a wrench into Tiami’s plans.

Almost immediately, Caliee reverses with a backward somersault, really leaving Erickson to wonder. Caliee uses her momentum to break her arm free and initiate another lock up! This time, Adams is able to pull Erickson in for a headlock. Tiami uses her ring knowledge to pull them back against the ropes. She ends up sending Caliee forward across the ring.

As Caliee rebounds, Tiami drops down, causing Adams to keep running. She comes back again and Tiami leaps for a dropkick! Caliee side steps and as Tiami hits the ground, Adams drops an elbow! Tiami rolls out of the way, stands, and drops an elbow of her own! Adams moves! Both women are quick to their feet, clenching fists, ready to lunge at the other!

The crowd erupts as a stalemate seems to have been reached. The applause doesn’t last long however. It hurriedly shifts to boos as Caliee takes Tiami by surprise with a massive open handed slap to the face. These two are not going to play nice here this evening!

Tiami looks back at Caliee and snaps! She sends a flurry of her own slaps, eventually laying them into Adams’ back as she tries to cover up and escape the onslaught. Adams reaches the ropes and Claudia has no choice but to request that Tiami lets her go. Tiami obliges, but as soon as Caliee is out of the ropes, she’s on the attack!

Tiami sends a big knee into Adams’ gut, doubling her over. Tiami hits the ropes and as she comes back, she hooks Caliee’s head. She pulls it forward and slams it into the mat with a running bulldog! The Ice Spike connects! Tiami is quick to go for a cover as Claudia moves into place!

One…

Two…

Adams with a shoulder up!

Tiami is furious that this other girl has challenged her this evening, especially after their discussions on Twitter. She might just want to kill her rather than beat her in a wrestling match. That’s quite obvious as Tiami wastes no time in getting Caliee back to her feet.

Tiami tosses Adams into the corner and shoves a boot right up into her neck and chin area. Claudia begins her count.

One…

Two…

Three…

Four…

Tiami finally takes her foot off of Caliee’s throat. Fired up, Tiami lets out a roar and heads to the other side of the ring. She rushes back towards Caliee, but Adams moves! Tiami collides with the turnbuckle and Adams gets behind her. Schoolboy rollup!

One…

Two…

Tiami furiously kicks out!

Caliee stays on the attack, though! As Tiami gets up to a knee after kicking out, Caliee hits a massive front dropkick to the chest, putting Tiami right back on the mat. Caliee drags Tiami to the center of the ring and gets her to a seated position.

Now at Tiami’s back, Adams sits down with her and hooks her legs around the body. Adams has Erickson in a body grapevine with her legs! Claudia consistently checks with Erickson to make sure she wants to continue, but there is no giving up in the Crimson Devil.

Tiami is able to scoot herself further up Caliee’s legs and is ready to get out of this. She’s in perfect position now…

Elbows!

Erickson unleashes a barrage of back elbows to Caliee, forcing her to release the hold with her legs. Both women jump to their feet, but Tiami is quicker! Big clothesline!

Adams gets up…another big clothesline!

Caliee jumps to her feet, but sees the pattern! Tiami goes for another clothesline, but Caliee ducks in and goes behind! A forearm to the middle of the back sends Erickson forward, bouncing the front of her body off of the ropes, causing her to stumble back towards Caliee.

Caliee squares up…

Simply Caliee!

The superkick to the back of Tiami’s head connects and sends her planted to the mat! Caliee rolls her over and hooks the leg! Referee Morello slides in!

One…

Two…

Three!

(Referee: Claudia Morello)

Winner, by pinfall at 07:56
–Caliee Adams–

Caliee has won! And she’s not sticking around to celebrate. She quickly exits the ring, raising her arms, and shouting obscenities towards Tiami in the ring. Tiami finally comes to and sees Adams backing up the ramp, gloating and being offensive towards her. Tiami stares down Adams with nothing but a scowl on her face. UWE doesn’t have any psychics, but you probably don’t need one to tell that revenge is the only thing on Tiami Erickson’s mind.

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Match Two – Single’s Match
Timothy Hunt vs. Marcus LeVine

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(Referee: JJ Hemphill)

Friends…enemies…frenemies? Or have about friends, foes, froes? Who knows, but The Badd Breed members, Marcus LeVine and Timothy Hunt are here at Midsummer Massacre to show that there are no weak links in their faction.

JJ Hemphill aggressively calls for the bell and this anticipated contest is underway! Right off the bat, the two competitors meet in the center of the ring. They nod at each other and Timothy lands a massive chop! Marcus follows with a chop of his own! They’re starting off hard hitting as hell!

Chops and chops galore continue to bruise and redden the chests of the two men until they both howl and turn towards the crowd. This is what they are about!

Once they turn back towards each other, Marcus strikes first with a vicious forearm. He follows with another. No more trading, it’s all him! Three forearm shots total send Timothy back against the ropes. LeVine follows up with an Irish Whip. He’s right behind him!

As Hunt hits the opposite ropes, LeVine sends a huge knee into his gut without waiting for him to come back. LeVine sends Hunt across the ring again. No! Timothy reverses it and pays him back! Hunt with a huge knee of his own as Marcus hits the opposite ropes!

Timothy rolls Marcus over and onto the mat by the head. Snapmare off the ropes. Timothy sends a huge kick into Marcus’ back, sending Marcus clinching up and trying to get away. Timothy stays on him, though! He lifts Marcus to his feet and takes his backside. Timothy lifts him up…

Back suplex drops LeVine!

Timothy puts a foot on Marcus’ back and reaches down. He clutches around Marcus’ head and pulls it back by the face. JJ isn’t sure if this is illegal or not. He seriously doesn’t know! Instead of counting, he simply just tells Timothy to get off and waits to see what happens.

Timothy doesn’t listen to Hemphill and continues yanking on Marcus’ face. Finally, JJ starts a count. Before one can be reached, Hunt lets off and turns at JJ, trying to intimidate him. Hemphill backs off, thankful that his order was followed and nothing else came of it.

Timothy grabs Marcus now and gets him up to his feet. Timothy hooks the head and lifts Marcus us in a suplex position. Marcus snaps to, though! He sends a knee down from above onto Hunt’s head, causing Hunt to drop him.

Marcus lands on his feet and delivers a flurry of stiff kicks to the legs of Timothy Hunt. This causes Hunt to back away, but Marcus doesn’t let that last very long. LeVine hooks onto Timothy in his own way. Instead of hoisting him up, however, Marcus sends him right over with a snap suplex. He floats over for a quick cover!

One…

Two…

Shoulder up right after two!

Marcus quickly follows through by flipping Hunt over and heading to his feet. Marcus grabs a leg and wrenches back! Single Leg Boston Crab!

Timothy screams out as he scratches and crawls towards the ropes. Marcus lets out a scream of his own, more of intensity than anything. JJ Hemphill constantly checks with Timothy for any sign of submission. Only holding onto one leg leaves Timothy the other to use as support. He eventually makes it to the ropes and Marcus gets off.

As soon as Hunt is out of the ropes, though, LeVine keeps up the attack! He already did some damage to the leg. Now he’s going after the arm! Marcus grabs Hunt’s left arm, hops over the ropes, and slams it down onto the ropes as he lands outside of the ring. JJ hollers at him, but who cares?

Marcus quickly slides back into the ring as Timothy is clutching his arm. LeVine grabs on again, leaps up and lands on his back…smashing Hunt’s arm across his knees! Ouch!

Timothy writhes in pain as his arm flails helplessly. Marcus keeps it up, shoving an elbow into Hunt’s face as he wrenches the arm some more. Marcus looks around the crowd now with a menacing expression on his face as he has a clear upper hand on his Badd Breed brethren.

Maybe that’s speaking too soon! The crowd starts to clap for Timothy. They want to see some more action! Hunt feels it and uses their energy to turn out of the arm wringer as he gets to his feet. He sends a few clubbing blows into the top of Marcus’ arms, releasing the grip he has!

Immediately following the release, Hunt sends a HUGE spinning wheel kick towards LeVine. Bullseye! LeVine hits the mat, as does Hunt, and both men are down. JJ has no choice but to start a count.

One…

Two…

Three…

Four…

Hunt starts to stir.

Five…

Six…

LeVine shows some life.

Seven…

Eight…

Both men pull themselves up!

They charge and Hunt ducks behind LeVine. Marcus hurries to turn around, but is met with a huge leaping knee strike to the jaw! This sends Marcus reeling and Timothy rebounds off of the ropes. He comes back with another big jumping knee! This one hits hard enough that it sends Marcus spinning and into the corner!

Timothy rushes in and calls for the finish! He gets onto the turnbuckle, grabs onto Marcus’ head and they both rotate…

Tornado DDT!

Hunt plants LeVine’s head into the mat and makes sure he is in position properly.

Hunt is going up top!

He jumps, flips, rotates, all sorts of crazy movement!

Controversy’s Decree!

NO!

Marcus LeVine rolls towards the turnbuckle and out of the way causing Hunt to overshoot him!

Hunt crashes to the mat, but the momentum seemingly sends him bouncing right back to his feet. He turns and LeVine sends a kick to the gut. He lifts him up in a vertical suplex position…but he drops him face first. Flatliner!

LeVine keeps a hold of Hunt and grabs onto his damaged left arm…

KIMURA! THE KIMURA IS LOCKED IN!

JJ Hemphill moves, furiously questioning Timothy’s intentions to stay in this match up. For what seems like an eternity, Timothy refuses to submit! He constantly shakes his head. Over and over and over he says no to the question of giving up.

That is until Marcus uses all his strength to wrench it in even deeper and tighter than he may ever have before. His no quickly turns to a yes. He wants to avoid a broken arm! Hunt gives and JJ calls for the bell!

Winner, by submission at 10:53
–Marcus LeVine–

Marcus releases the hold as soon as the bell rings. He leaps to his feet and yanks his arm away from JJ Hemphill. He flinches out him, signaling for the referee to scram or else. Holding his arm and in much pain, Timothy looks up as he reaches a seat position. Marcus looks down, exhausted from the battle, but both men…

Both men have this strange sadistic grin on their faces as they approve of the contest they just battled.

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Match Three – Single’s match
Brute Rockne vs. Josiah Turnbow

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(Referee: Corey Miner)

Referee Corey Miner heads to the center of the ring. He walks over to Brute, verifying he’s clean and then does the same with Josiah. With that done he calls for the bell. Both men waste no time heading for the center of the ring. Josiah’s hands are high as he intends to tie-up with the bigger man, but Brute has other ideas. He lowers his shoulder as he charges, hitting Turnbow with a spear, then lifts his opponent and carries him back into the turnbuckle. Rockne slams him against the post hard. Josiah’s head whips back from the force of the collision.

After the fourth time Brute lifts his opponent up and sits him on the top rope. The former tight end stands on the bottom rope and suplexes Josiah to the mat. A thunderous boom fills the arena and the crowd cheers their approval of the action. The former NFL player rushes in and crushes the smaller man into the ring post once more. Brute steps back and lets Josiah stagger forward. He then takes the Torment member down with a thunderous clothesline.

Brute stands over the downed man and poses for the crowd who reward him with a loud ovation. He bends down and lifts Josiah back to his feet. He tosses the smaller man toward the ropes. He heads in the opposite direction. He rebounds off the far ropes and his headed back towardTurnbow, ready to take him off his feet once more. To his surprise, however, his wiry opponent has grabbed the ropes. Brute continues forward as he nears his foe he goes airborne.

The intellectual Torment member drops down, pulling the middle rope with him. Brute goes right through and to the outside. Turnbow doesn’t give Rockne any time to recover. Instead he runs into the ropes on the far side and rushes forward. He launches himself over the top rope, hitting Brute as he has just gotten to his feet. Both men land on the outside in a tangle of limbs. Corey Miner, doing his job, begins to count.

1…

2…

3…

4…

Josiah is the first one to make it back up to his feet. He quickly slides back into the ring and stands in the corner.

5…

6…

Brute is up next as Dr. Anubis observes from a slight distance. His cowboy hat is still on as Brute hops back onto the ring apron. He leaps over the ring ropes but as soon as he lands, Josiah comes from behind and chops the right leg of Brute. Brute drops down to a knee as Josiah follows it up with a quick shining wizard. Josiah doesn’t waste any motion as he grabs the right knee and begins driving his own knee right into the quad muscle.

Josiah continues to drive his knee into Brute’s leg as the crowd is going crazy. He yanks down on the leg before leaping over and yanking the leg down the opposite direction. Brute yells in pain as Josiah strikes with a standing moonsault. He goes for the quick pin attempt as Corey slides into position.

One…

Brute manages to power out as he flings Josiah halfway across the ring. Josiah quickly gets back up to his feet as Brute gets back up to his while trying to get the blood flowing back into his right knee. Josiah stands across the ring with a smirk on his face.

Josiah bounces off the ropes nearest him, he ducks under a clothesline attempt by Brute and rebounds off the other side. He ducks under again but this time he swings his legs up, hooks Brute by the neck and flings him across the ring with a hurricanrana. Josiah rolls through after connecting with the move and slides out of the ring.

Josiah stays on the outside while surveying the action inside the ring. Brute has finally made up to his feet and is already thinking he has the match won. He looks at Redfoo with a smile while Josiah has hopped back up onto the ring apron. Redfoo is trying to tell Brute that the match isn’t over.

Brute continues to party until he turns to see Josiah flying right at him and knocks into the ring ropes with a dropkick. Brute bounces off the ropes as Josiah catches him with a drop toe hold. He immediately hooks Brute in a front face lock while trapping one arm underneath Brute’s neck.

Brute starts to stir as Josiah begins to fire alternating knees into the side of Brute’s head. Josiah releases the hold only to strike with a running senton as he lands directly onto the lower back of Brute. The move takes a little out of Josiah as he reaches for his own lower back but he grits his teeth. He bounces off the near ropes and lands with a picture perfect lionsault across the same location. Josiah is grabbing at his stomach as the crowd is showing his appreciation.

Josiah knows he doesn’t have the strength to lift Brute off the canvas so he walks over to the ring ropes and steps out onto the ring apron. He motions for Brute to get up while pumping up the fans in the process. Dr. Anubis watches from ringside while keeping a close eye on Redfoo. As Brute starts to stand, Josiah springs up to the ropes and leaps off with a wicked blockbuster driving Brute down onto the back of his head.

Brute is writhing on the canvas. Redfoo is beside himself at ringside. He begins to encourage Brute. Josiah, not making the same mistake as Brute had done is watching anxiously for his moment to strike. Brute gets to his hands and knees. Suddenly Redfoo clambers to the ring apron. He is right behind the wrestling nerd. He taps Turnbow on the shoulder.

The LMFAO vocalist pulls out a cell phone and poses near Josiah.

Turnbow wants none of it, but Redfoo grabs his shoulder as he tries to turn. The referee comes over to get involved as well. Brute, meanwhile, has risen to his full six foot six inch height and is in a three point stance. His feet dance lightly on the canvas like he’s doing cone drills. His right arm is raised in the air, his fingers wiggling. His tongue lolls out of his mouth.

Before the entire unscripted maneuver can be carried off, however, Dr. Anubis comes to the rescue. He grabs a surprised Redfoo and drags him bodily off the apron. Josiah turns to see Brute readying a spear, his intellect is on full display as he times his dodge perfectly and then adds his own control of Brute’s momentum. He flings Rockne through the ropes and to the outside where he bowls over the hip hop singer. The two men, reaping the fruits of their misdeeds, lie in a heap with Dr. Anubis nearby and Turnbow standing in the ring.

Corey Miner notices this, making sure Turnbow isn’t going to try anything and he begins his count.

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Two…

Three…

Four…

Rockne starts to recover.

Five…

Six…

Seven…

He checks on Redfoo to make sure he didn’t kill the man.

Eight…

Nine…

Rockne realizes he’s being counted out! He rushes towards the ring and…

Ten!

Corey Miner calls for the bell! Brute Rockne was just a moment too late! Josiah Turnbow can’t believe it. The nerd clutches his face with utter shock streaming from his face.

Winner, by count-out at 11:33
–JOSIAH TURNBOW–

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Match Four – Single’s match
Drew Stevenson vs. Jake Donaldson

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(Referee: JJ Hemphill)

With referee JJ Hemphill signaling for the opening bell, both Stevenson and Donaldson walk to the center of the ring and stare each other down for a moment, trying to get a feel for the other person. As both men lock up in a collar and elbow tie up; Stevenson quickly darts in behind Donaldson, wraps his arms around his waist and throws him backwards with a release German suplex which causes the back of Donaldson’s head to smack the canvas pretty hard. The fans immediately begin to cheer as they’re not used to this quick paced action from Stevenson.

As Donaldson gets to his feet, Stevenson grabs him by the wrist and Irish whips him to the ropes. Instead of coming back like normal, Donaldson knows exactly what Stevenson is looking for so he grabs the top rope, stopping all of his momentum and quickly exits the ring as his lovely girlfriend walks over to check up on him. Smiling, Stevenson holds up his index finger and thumb, just a couple of inches away from one another as if to play mind games with him.

Talking things over with his lovely girlfriend, Stevenson walks over to their side of the ring and sits on the middle rope while motioning with his left hand for Donaldson to come back inside of the ring.

Referee Hemphill begins a count.

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Two…

Three…

Four…

Five…

Jake rubs the back of his head before getting up onto the ring apron. He swings his leg through the ropes but stops midway. He takes a quick look back at Stevenson before exiting the ring again. JJ looks at Jake and tells him to get back into the ring. Drew bends at his waist before motioning for Jake to come get some but Jake just shrugs it off. He walks over to a random fan and proceeds to sign an autograph for them.

JJ gets to the count of five as Drew seems to have had enough of Jake’s stalling. He rolls out of the ring on the far side and comes charging around the ring. Jake senses Drew on the move as he quickly darts back inside the ring as Drew finally gets to where Jake was standing. Jake smirks as the fans are cheering the little game of cat and mouse being played by the two veterans.

Drew takes a deep breath before stepping up onto the ring apron. He swings one leg through the ropes and plants it onto the canvas. Right before he could swing the other leg through, Jake comes bounding off the ropes and connects with a sharp cross block to the back of the right knee.

Drew’s knee buckles as he is tied up in the ropes, Jake grabs a hold of Drew’s head and brings him back into the ring with a vicious swinging neckbreaker. The crowd is going crazy as Jake is quickly back up to his feet. He lifts the right knee that he had chopblocked and repeatedly drives his own knee into the quad and hamstring area.

After the final knee strike, Jake grabs a hold of the right heel before jamming hard into the canvas and then rolling Drew partially over while hooking in a modified knee bar. Grimacing in pain, Stevenson manages to crawl his way over to the ropes and quickly grabs a hold of the bottom rope as referee JJ Hemphill walks over there and tells Jake to release the hold. Using the count to his advantage, Jake keeps the hold applied really looking to take Stevenson out of this thing early on.

Releasing the hold before the referee counts to five, he backs away smiling as Stevenson pulls himself up to his feet while shaking his knee to work out the proverbial kinks. Looking to embrace in another collar and elbow tie up; this time, Jake manages to apply a quick headlock as he pulls back incredibly hard. Positioning his hand on the lower back of Donaldson, Stevenson goes to push him away but Jake drops to his knees, causing Stevenson to fall as well, the headlock still applied.

Now sitting on the canvas, Jake has a large smile expressed on his face as his lovely girlfriend claps and cheers him on. Keeping the headlock applied; he torques Stevenson’s neck really hard. Jake pulls back on the head and neck before standing back up to their feet. He keeps the headlock in before wrapping his legs around the left knee and dropping Drew face first into the canvas. Jake grabs a hold of the left leg, places his foot next to the knee and slams it down onto the canvas. He repeats that action before stepping onto Drew’s back and dropkicking him in the face.

Jake gets back up to his feet and motions for Drew to get up to his feet. Drew is slowly getting back up as Jake comes up behind and hooks his arms around his waist. Drew blocks the possible German suplex by doing a standing switch. He hoists Jake up into the air but Jake lands a perfectly timed right hand onto the head of Drew. Drew places him back down as Jake breaks the grip of Drew. He bounds off the ropes and on the rebound gets caught with a spinning wheel kick by Drew.

Drew shakes some life into both legs as he thinks of the next move to make. Sitting on the canvas while shaking out the proverbial cobwebs, Stevenson looks over at Jake who is clutching his jaw in pain. Rising to his feet slowly, he bends down grabbing a handful of Jake’s hair and as he pulls him up; Stevenson wraps his arms around the waist and hits a beautiful belly to belly suplex making sure that all of his weight lands on top of Jake’s frame.

Quickly hooking the leg after landing on top of Donaldson, Stevenson pulls back with all of his might as JJ Hemphill drops down to make the count.

One…

Two…

Pressing his shoulder off of the canvas, Stevenson looks up at JJ and sees that he is holding up two fingers. Staying on his knees for a moment, he begins to plan his next move.

Instead of picking Donaldson up to his feet, Stevenson decides to keep him grounded so he applies a modified side arm Triangle Choke which will continue to remove the breath out of Jake and possibly make him tap out or submit. Continuing to apply the pressure as hard as he can, driving the air out of Jake’s lungs, JJ Hemphill, our referee for tonight’s action asks if he wants to submit.

Jake shakes his head as he wiggles his free hand in the air trying to feel the fans provide him energy. As Drew applies more pressure on the hold, Jake struggles to crawl across the ring toward the ropes. Drew repositions himself as Jake is trying to move with him still on top of him.

Jake digs deep inside of him as he pushes himself up with one arm. He finally gets to his knees before slamming multiple forearms into the right and left knees of Drew. Each blow lands with a lot of sting as Drew finally lets go after the fifth strike to his knee. Jake finally gets free from the hold. His breathing is a little slow as he tries to catch it.
Jake remains in a seated position as Drew is back up to his feet. Drew comes running towards Jake looking for a hard knee smash but Jake moves out of the way at the last second. Drew’s knee collides into the middle turnbuckle as Jake uses the ropes to get back up to his feet. He bounces off the ropes and comes off with a reverse neckbreaker.

He follows it up with a leaping knee drop to the side of Drew’s face before driving his forearm across Drew’s face. He doesn’t go for the pin just yet. Instead, he grabs a hold of both legs, drags him towards the center of the ring. He then crosses one leg over his own before crossing the other leg. Jake, then turns around while rolling Drew onto his stomach.

Kneeled down on his knees so he can check on Stevenson who is in a great deal of pain, Hemphill sees that the veteran shakes his head from side to side, very quickly and aggressively indicating that no, he does not give up. Placing both of his hands down onto the canvas, he begins to do a push-up which makes it much harder for Donaldson to keep the hold applied.

As his arms give out, Donaldson simply smiles as he leans back really putting all of the pressure onto Stevenson’s lower back. With his hand hovering over the canvas, it looks like Stevenson could tap out right now but instead; he balls up his fists and places them on the canvas again, once again trying to push up enough so Donaldson will have no choice but to release the hold.

With his arms giving out yet again due to the excruciating pain, Stevenson begins to crawl his way over to the nearest ropes and when he does, he reaches out as far as he can and barely manages to grab a hold of the bottom rope as JJ Hemphill pats Jake on the back and tells him to release the hold.

After releasing the hold, he looks back to see Stevenson clutching his left knee, writhing in tremendous pain. Grabbing a hold of the middle rope, Stevenson begins to pull himself up to his feet showing great resilience which causes all of these fans in attendance to begin a deafening chant.

Jake shows great sportsmanship as he backs away as JJ checks on Drew to see if he can continue. Jake stands in the center of the ring with both arms ready for whatever Drew is going to throw his way next.

Drew nods his head as to signal JJ that he can continue with the match. He steps away from the ring ropes and looks to lock back up with Jake. As he moves toward Jake, Jake immediately goes at Drew with a double leg takedown. However Drew manages to stop him by clubbing Jake with both hands straight into his upper back. Jake drops down to his knees as Drew follows it up with a wicked DDT which drives Jake face first into the canvas.

Jake is lying face down on the canvas as Drew bends at the waist, hooks Jake around his waist and deadlifts him off the canvas. In one fluid motion, Drew leans backward while tossing Jake over his head and his right hip hitting the canvas hard. Ashley Kenyon has her hands covering her mouth as Jake looks to be injured after that nasty deadlift suplex. Drew immediately goes for the quick pin attempt as JJ drops into position.

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Two

Thr….

Jake just barely gets his shoulder up as the crowd is cheering for both men.

Drew takes one look at the referee before planning his next move. He gets back up to his feet albeit gingerly and bends down to pick up Jake. As he pulls Jake up, Jake bursts off the mat and connects with a beautiful standing dropkick as the sole of his right boot catches Drew flush on the jaw. Drew falls backward as Jake lays against the ropes while breathing a little heavy. Instead of going for the cover, Jake rolls to the outside and leans against the barricade.

Having been drop kicked square on the jaw, Stevenson lies on the canvas, trying to regain his composure as he is currently dazed and confused. Rolling over onto his stomach, Donaldson rolls underneath the bottom rope and slowly climbs back to his feet as well, both men hurt and exhausted from this war. Seeing that Stevenson is on his stomach, he takes a couple of steps back and comes in with a vicious soccer ball like kick to his ribs which causes the veteran to roll over onto his back while clutching his ribs and coughing.

Bending down and picking Stevenson up to his feet, Jake pushes him into the nearest turnbuckle and takes several steps backwards, obviously having something terrible in mind. Rushing in with a full head of steam, he looks to hit a devastating clothesline but at the last second, Stevenson stumbles out of the corner which causes Donaldson to strike the turnbuckle chest first and as he is clutching his chest, Stevenson grabs him around the waist and throws him backwards with a release German suplex as these fans in attendance go crazy for the big move. Not rising to his feet immediately, Stevenson clutches his ribs which are in a great deal of pain from that nasty soccer ball like kick.

Breathing out of his mouth now, he is trying to take in as much oxygen as he can which is much harder now that his ribs seem to be damaged. Getting up at the same time as Donaldson, Stevenson ducks underneath another clothesline and immediately grabs Jake around the neck, falling onto his back and locking his feet together applying a tight Rear Naked Choke as Donaldson immediately tries reaching for the bottom rope but is simply too far away.

Continuing to pull back as hard as he can, referee JJ Hemphill slides in on his knees and immediately asks Donaldson if he wants to give up. Jake looks to be fading as Drew cinches the hold in more tighter. Hemphill checks on Jake’s arm seeing if there was still some life in Jake. He picks up the arm and it drops down.

One…

Hemphill picks the arm up for the second time and it drops down.

Two…

Hemphill raises the arm up for the third and final time. It starts to drop but it stops halfway as the crowd suddenly begins to get behind Jake. He opens his eyes wide while driving his right hand directly into Drew’s right thigh muscle. Each blow lands hard as Drew cries out in pain. Jake isn’t able to see where he is punching as Drew’s arm is still around his neck. As Drew is focusing on the pain in his knee, Jake decides to land reverse headbutts into Drew’s face which causes him to release the hold. Jake rolls right back out to the floor and quickly grabs his throat. He tries to get the air flowing into his lungs again as Drew follows Jake out under the bottom rope.

Jake watches Drew as he steps away from the barricade. Drew goes for another chokehold but Jake blocks it by sending Drew ribs first into the ring apron. He follows it up by slamming him back and neck first into the barricade. He then strikes with a hard knee as he pins Drew’s head against the barricade. The crowd is actually loving the action as Jake picks Drew up by the collar and throws him back into the ring before Hemphill could reach the count of seven.

Jake climbs up onto the apron. He measures Drew as he springs up to the top rope and off them while connecting with a front dropkick that sends Drew chest first into the ring ropes. As he rebounds off them, Jake catches him in a rear waist lock before shooting him over his head with a vicious German suplex of his own. Jake, however, keeps his hands latched around Drew’s waist as he brings Drew back up before striking with a second German Suplex. Jake keeps both hands around Drew’s waist while holding him in a seated bear hug while hooking one leg in a grapevine.

Fans chant “THIS IS AWESOME.”

Jake releases the hold and gets up to his feet. He picks up both of Drew’s knees and places both feet on the back of each one. He then bends forward, smacks the side of Drew before rocking back into a seated position. He then hooks Drew in a full nelson type hold. The crowd oohs and ahs as Hemphill checks to see if Drew wants to tap.

Shaking his head from side to side, indicating that he does not want to give up, Jake continues to pull back which really puts Stevenson in a pretty dire situation. With these people beginning to rally behind Stevenson, he gets an adrenaline surge and tilts his body to the left, making it much harder for Jake to keep the hold applied. Managing to free his foot, he uses this leverage and pushes back against Jake causing him to fall onto his back, shoulders down as JJ Hemphill slides in to make the count.

One…

Two…

Thr…

Kick out!

The fans begin to cheer as they appreciate this amazing technical match. Falling onto his back, trying to regain his wits, Jake is immediately on the prowl as he yanks Stevenson to his feet, full of adrenaline. Looking for a German suplex, Stevenson wants no part of it as he goes to throw a back elbow but Jake ducks underneath it and then applies another Full Nelson, really putting the hurt onto Stevenson.

Not staying in it for very long, Stevenson back kicks Jake right in the kneecap which causes him to stumble for a moment but able to keep the hold applied. Back kicking him in the kneecap again and again, Jake finally releases the hold as Stevenson quickly turns around, hooks him up and throws him backwards with a textbook T-Bone suplex which puts these fans on their feet.

Stumbling over to the turnbuckle, Stevenson climbs it, slowly and when getting to the top; he measures Jake up, sweat pouring down his face. Leaping off knowing that he has to hit something huge, he drives an elbow right into the chest of Jake as everyone deafens the arena.

JJ Hemphill has no choice but to count now as both men are down.

One…

Two…

Three…

Four…

Five…

Six…

The competitors begin to stir as JJ continues to count.

Seven…

Using the middle rope to pull himself up to his feet, Stevenson and Donaldson are now up to their feet, completely exhausted as they begin to walk over to one another.

Using the top rope as a handle so he can walk over to Jake, both men begin to trade knife edge chops as these fans cheer every single time one of them strikes the other in the chest. Gaining the upper hand, Stevenson chops Jake into the nearest turnbuckle and then releases his grip on the top rope. Charging in as fast as he can, he manages to catch Jake right in the midsection with a hard knee as he doubles over in a great deal of pain. Placing his head underneath his arm, Stevenson slaps him on the back and then falls backwards hitting a devastating DDT as all of these people gasp.

Draping his left arm over Jake’s lifeless body, referee JJ Hemphill drops down to make the count.

One…

Two…

Thre…

Right before JJ’s hand can come down for the three, Jake shoots his right shoulder up. The crowd is cheering as Stevenson looks over at JJ with a look of disbelief. He rolls over onto one knee as he looks down at Jake. He stands back up, bounces off the ropes and leaps into the air. Jake manages to move out of the way of the big knee drop. Stevenson lands hard on his knee as Jake digs down deep and kips right back up to his feet.

Stevenson is still on the ground as Jake comes flipping over hip while cracking the neck. Jake then shoots back up to his feet, lands a perfect leg drop across the throat. Jake gets back up to one knee and grabs Drew by the head. He lands a strong head butt followed by three forearms. The last shot catches Drew flush on the nose.

Jake pulls Drew up by the arm and whips him across the ring. Jake quickly follows with a stinger splash in the corner. Jake backs up as Drew comes stumbling out as Jake hooks both arms before shooting his hips to the right and driving Drew spine first into the canvas. He then grabs the right knee, flips him over and hooks in a double grapevine ankle lock. Both of his legs are wrapped tight around both of Drew’s legs.

Lying on his stomach with all of Jake’s weight placed on the canvas, Stevenson lets out a loud scream and immediately tries reaching for the bottom rope but is simply too far away. Looking down, blood begins to trip onto the canvas from his nose.

Scratching and clawing his way closer to the ropes, he stretches his right arm out, really struggling when he is finally able to grab a hold of the bottom rope. Causing all of the fans to cheer, referee JJ Hemphill begins the standard five count as Jake releases the hold showing great sportsmanship.

Draping his upper body over the middle rope, Stevenson reaches up grabbing the top rope and begins pulling himself up to his feet, his right leg giving out on him from all of this punishment Jake has inflicted here tonight. Standing behind Stevenson, Jake immediately comes in from behind and kicks Stevenson in the back of the right knee which causes him to fall down to one knee. Grabbing the leg and positioning Stevenson onto his back, the veteran is quick thinking when he kicks Jake into the ropes and when it bounces back, Stevenson grabs him with a small package looking to steal this win.

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Two…

Thre…

Pressing his shoulder off of the canvas, Stevenson immediately sits up as Jake is much quicker to get up.

Rushing in, Jake looks to kick Stevenson right in the chest but the crafty veteran falls onto his back, intentionally as the kick misses and Stevenson turns around and grabs Jake by the feet, tripping him. Quickly crawling on top of Jake, Stevenson grabs Jake’s arm and places it between his legs and then cups his hands together underneath Jake’s chin really pulling back.

As Jake reaches out for the bottom rope, almost there, Stevenson rolls both of them back to the center of the ring as referee JJ Hemphill kneels down to see if Jake wants to quit.

The fans are going absolutely insane as JJ Hemphill is down on one knee while keeping an eye on the crossface that Stevenson has locked in on Jake. The pain is excruciating but he signals no to JJ. He starts to scratch and claw his way towards the rope. His 6’3 frame was a little longer than Drew so he had that as an advantage. He feels Drew roll him over but Jake uses his own momentum against him. He rolls a second time and lands with both of them in the ropes.

JJ orders Drew to release the hold which he does and backs away just like Jake has done the entire match. Both men showing a ton of respect towards each other. Drew’s nose is bleeding pretty bad as Jake is laying across the bottom rope trying to work the blood back into his shoulder. JJ tells Jake to get out of the ropes as he uses them to pull himself up. Drew comes back in as JJ holds him off. Jake runs toward the ropes, ducks under a potential clothesline attempt and comes back with a high angle cross body which knocks both men down.

Jake is the first one up as he looks at the down Drew. He first lands a few headbutts into the lower part of Drew’s back before driving the tip of his elbow into the same spot. Drew cries out in pain as Jake steps through the ropes and climbs up to the top turnbuckle. He sits there for a few minutes before standing up to his feet. He raises one arm before flying off and landing with his elbow directly across Drew’s back.

After landing the elbow, Jake fires up to his feet as the crowd is constantly chanting “This is Awesome.” Jake proceeds to step over the back of Drew which causes him to move a little before Jake strikes with a nasty single kick to the face. Jake shoots back up to his feet while hooking both legs of Drew before showing off his own power. Jake lifts Drew up off the canvas before swinging him forward and dropping Drew with a modified Falcon’s arrow. Jake doesn’t go for the cover right away as he rolls back onto his feet.

Drew is just starting to move as Jake runs the ropes but gets blasted with a spinning wheel kick. Both men drop back down to the canvas as JJ stands in the middle of them.

One…

Two…

Three…

Four…

The two men begin to stir, crawling towards each other.

Five…

Six…

They meet and use each other to stand to their feet.

Seven…

Both competitors are up and Hemphill breaks the count!

They’re hugging, seemingly out on their feet, holding each other up with whatever part of them isn’t exhausted. Suddenly…

Jake breaks the hold they both have and grabs onto Drew’s head! Out of nowhere!

Jake drops Drew Stevenson with the Seattle Supersonics!

Slowly, but surely, Donaldson throws a single arm over Stevenson’s downed body. Hemphill slides in!

One…

Two…

Three!

Winner, by pinfall at 37:19
–JAKE DONALDSON–

Jake Donaldson has defeated the number one contender for the Canadian Championship in a long grueling contest! The crowd erupts as JJ Hemphill helps him to his feet and raises his arm high in the air. We may just have ourselves a new number one contender, folks!

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Match Five – Single’s Match
Danny Oliver vs. JTX

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(Referee: Chuck Aitken)

Danny held back as JTX enters the ring and the two wrestler’s eyes meet. JTX runs his jaw and makes a pouty face at Danny who tries to come at the pink haired grappler but the ref holds him back. As Danny relent JTX slaps the younger Oliver across the face and the official jumps out of the way and calls for the hell as the wrestlers lock up. Danny twists JTX’s arm begins his back into a tight hammer lock. J struggles and ducks under to reverse the hold. Danny grunts from the harsh crank on his shoulder but is able to twist around, locking his foe in a headlock.

Danny whips JTX over with a headlock takedown and continues the pressure on the mat. JTX is in visible pain as his opponent squeezes down on his pink head ruthlessly. The skirted superstar whips his legs up to wrap around Danny’s head and pulls him down into a scissor lock. The Dog of War tries to free himself but the vice like power in JTX’s legs crushes down on his skull and keeps him in place. Danny finally manages to roll into a better position and uses the leverage to escape the hold. Both men scramble to their feet and Danny moves with surprising speed and executes a big double leg take down.

Danny scrambles to his feet and lifts his pink haired opponent up before lifting him into a quick scoop slam! The Dog of War yells out to the crowd who cheers him. Danny lifts J up when he suddenly bends forward as JTX hits a brutal low blow! The maneuver earns the wrestler a warning but JTX doesn’t seem to care, dropping Danny with a swinging Neck breaker. JTX looks angry at his opponent as he stands and gives Danny several hard kicks. The pink haired wrestler then climbs stop his downed foe and begins punching him hard in the face as the crowd boos. JTX lifts a fist to his lips and kisses it before punching Danny once more in the face. J then lays across Danny and attempts a pin.
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No! The Dog of War kicks out! JTX looks frustrated and begins raining more punches down before standing. Hefts the younger Oliver up and hits several hard chops across the chest before bouncing off the ropes and coming in for a leg lariat. Danny goes down again and JTX moves to the downed man’s legs and lifts them up before kicking the prone Danny hard between the legs. The official gives another ineffective warning before JTX locks in the figure four! Danny writes in pain as he teaches for the ropes.

The younger Oliver inches towards the ropes as J cranks in the hold tighter. Danny strains, his eyes shut tightly as he slowly reaches and finally he gets hold of the rope! JTX lets go reluctantly and lifts himself up before picking up Danny who surprises the pink haired grappler by grabbing hold and hitting a bone jarring belly to belly suplex. The crowd cheers as Danny picks JTX and begins laying several hard forearm strikes into his foe before whipping JTX into the ropes. As he comes back Danny bends down and flips JTX over with a back body drop. J arches his back in pain as Danny grabs hold of his foes legs and looks to the crowd as he spreads JTX’s legs and aims his foot. The crowd cheers as Danny asks if he should do it but JTX begs for him to not drop the foot. Danny pulls back but the pink haired grappler shakes his head and pleads. Finally Danny relent and lets go of one of the legs. He’s immediately repaid with a hard kick to the crotch.

JTX stands amid echoing boos and drops a knee on Danny’s face. The younger Oliver writhes as JTX follows up with an encore knee across the face. JTX lifts Danny again before unloading a flurry of punches and kicks. The skirted superstar then grabs both Danny’s arms and spins round to hit the unprettier! JTX goes for another cover. 1…2….
Danny kicks out! JTX is visibly frustrated now and lifts Danny once more and sets up for the jaw breaker! Danny knees JTX hard in the gut and then slams him down with the gut wrench suplex! Danny rises and lifts his foe up before slamming him down with a devastating German suplex! He bridges high for the pin!
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JTX still has more fight left in him and kicks out!
Danny frowns and rolls his foe over before kicking in a move unseen by UWE crowds for a long while. First he pulls J into a surfboard stretch then transitions into a dragon sleeper! Danny Oliver is trying to finish the match with Jenson Rhett’s finisher! JTX looks like he might have to tap as Danny wrenches hard. Only the ropes save him! Danny didn’t plan for space and JTX gets a hand to the ropes! Danny is forced to let go. Frustrated but still ready to fight Danny climbs to the top of a rope and waits for JTX to get to his feet. Danny jumps in for a body press but JTX dodges and pulls the ropes down leaving Danny to painfully straddle the ropes!

The crowd lets out another boo as J bounces the ropes up and down causing more pain to his foe. After a count of four JTX finally stops and pushes Danny off to land on the apron. J puts his boot down on Danny’s face and grinds his heel down hard. The official finally gets JTX to stop and back away. Danny gets to his feet but before he can re enter the ring JTX grabs his head and slams into the steel turnbuckle pole. The skirted superstar puts Danny’s face against the ropes and drags him over to the other pole before repeating the attack. Danny is barely standing and JTX is about to repeat when the crowd begins chanting.

“Pink Haired Freak, Pink Haired Freak!”

The chanting continues and an irate JTX yells for them to stop. He grabs Danny but the Dog of War suddenly rams his shoulder into J’s stomach before leaping over and flipping to land with JTX shoulders down before him.
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No, JTX rolls back and stands. Danny gets to his feet and JTX attempts another leg lariat but Danny catches the leg…D-Town Detonator!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Winner, by pinfall at 10:54
–DANNY OLIVER–

Danny covers and thrice the ref hits the mat! Danny Oliver defeats JTX!
His celebration is short lived however, as Danny raises his arms in triumph he turns and catches a chair shot to the face! Justin Lust drops another hard shot into the downed Oliver’s head before helping his new partner and mentor out of the ring.

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Match Six – Single’s Match – Hell in a Cell
Amy Gobraless vs. Lucilla

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(Referee: Claudia Morello)

Hell. In a Cell. It’s a structure that hasn’t stolen its name, as tons of steel envelop the wrestling ring in which Lucilla and Amy Gobraless stand, looking to settle their score once and for all in this diabolical structure. As the cage lowers, Amy and Lucilla size each other up. Lucilla licks her lips at the thought of finally being able to prove her superiority over her arch nemesis, while Flawless Miss Gobraless has a sly grin on her face, a testament to her cruel intentions.

As the cage finally hits the ground, Ruby positions herself on the outside, grabbing a seat next to CJ Kim at the announce table. She doesn’t grab a headset to join in on the commentary however, opting to keep her eyes trained on the action inside the ring.

Claudia Morello calls for the bell, and the match is underway! The crowd cheers as the two women lock up in the middle of the ring. Amy gets the initial upperhand by maneuvering Lucilla’s arm into a hammerlock, wrenching the arm and shoulder. Lucilla however reverses it by spinning out, flipping over and countering it into an armdrag! Amy rolls through, gets back up on her feet and charges at Lucilla, hitting her with a hurricanrana as she was too slow in turning around.
Lucilla also rolls through however, and ends up back on her feet, and the two ladies end up across the ring from each other, exactly like they started.

The crowd appreciates this little exchange making it heard as they cheer. Neither Lucilla nor Amy acknowledge them, though, both of them maintaining their focus. They lock up in the middle of the ring again. Lucilla gets Amy in a headlock, but Amy pushes her away, sneidng her into the ropes. On the rebound, Amy hits Lucilla with a big back body drop! Lucilla lands on her feet however, and mule kicks Amy as she turns around. Amy doubles over, and Lucilla goes for the Cookie Thumper!
But misses, as Amy has her well scouted. Lucilla plants her foot on the canvas instead, and is nailed with a perfectly executed snap German suplex. Amy keeps her hands locked, and gets Lucilla back up again. Rather than throwing her back overhead, she opt to lock in an abdominal stretch!

As Amy stretches Lucilla, she elbows Lucilla in the side, inflicting more pain. Lucilla groans in pain, but she refuses to give up. She wriggles free and elbows Amy in the face as payback. And it’s followed by the loudest and most disrespectful backhand slap that Vancouver has ever seen or heard! Amy gasps and clutches her cheek in surprise as Lucilla grins, having left a nice red handprint on Amy’s face.

It seems to have only set Amy off however. She bulrushes Lucilla, driving her into a corner and starts unleashing a flurry of blows. She then retreats, and comes charging in for a kneestrike, but Lucilla manages to use that momentum against her, sending Amy over the top rope! The Flawless One lands on the apron however, but Lucilla runs the ropes lightning fast and dropkicks her, sending her flying off of the apron and into the unforgiving steel of the structure! Amy falls down to the mat, and Lucilla grins, ascending the top turnbuckle. As Amy gets back on her feet, Lucilla flies through the air, looking for a crossbody. But Amy catches her, a display of surprising strength, and slams her into the steel ringpost, to follow it up by smashing her back-first into the cell before bodyslamming her to the ground!

Lucilla arches her back in agony, and Amy now feels she has the upper hand. She grabs Lucilla by the hair and drags her over to the steel ringsteps, before starting to smash her face into them. Lucilla’s head bounces off of the unforgiving steel, each strike sending a loud thud throughout the Studio’s. After a dozen or so slams, Lucilla finally has enough presence of mind to block the next incoming one, and elbows Amy in the gut, before driving her back into the wall of the cell. She elbows Amy in the face, and then grabs on to her collar, before sending her overhead with a monkeyflip. Amy flies through the air and lands on the steel ringsteps with a bang!

The camera momentarily cuts back to the backstage area, showing General Manager Lara Pegorino looking on. The otherwise so calm, cool and collected Lara is biting her fingernails as she watches on the monitor how her half-sister and former lover are trying to destroy each other. The camera then cuts back to ringside, where Lucilla is now grinding Amy’s face into the side of the cell, enjoying every little scrape. But Amy isn’t going to just let her continue. She elbows Lucilla in the stomach. The Sicilian doubles over, and Lucilla is quick to hit her with a Northern Lights Suplex on the outside! Amy quickly lifts Lucilla back up, and Irish Whips her into the cell door! It buckles, but doesn’t quite bust. Amy is intent on smashing Lucilla through however and she hits Lucilla with a shoulder tackle so hard it would’ve made Troy Polamalu proud. The door cracks, but as Lucilla looksdazed, the structure remains intact. But not for long. Amy takes another charge and spears Lucilla, sending them both to through the door and to the outside of the cell! The fans cheer as the bodies of the two ladies are lying on top of each other.

It’s at this moment that Ruby comes into action. Seeing that she now actually has a chance to help Lucilla, she decides that she must act quickly. Whilst she undoubtedly doesn’t want to interfere, her agreement with Lucilla leaves her little choice. Amy gets up to her feet and grabs Lucilla by the hair, but is broken up by Ruby who drags Lucilla away from her grasp. She helps Lucilla to her feet, and as Lucilla recovers she grins, looking at Amy and then at Ruby. Amy is now in a handicap match, or so it seems. And she realizes it. Noticing that she has nowhere to go but inside the cell, she knows she’s trapped. But then she looks up at the ceiling, and smiles, realizing that there is another way, which just might give her the advantage. With catlike agility, she starts climbing the wall of the cell, and under the thunderous cheers of the Vancouverites, dares either Lucilla or Ruby to follow her up as she stands on top of the structure.

Ruby wants to follow her, but Lucilla holds her back, mouthing the words ‘I’ll handle this’, before starting to climb the cell as well. The crowd erupts! As Lucilla climbs over the edge, she and her arch nemesis are now face to face on top of a steel cage, easily 20 feet up! Lucilla and Amy start striking each other, chopping and hitting each other with closed fists and palm strikes. Eventually Lucilla and Amy lock up, and it seems like Amy’s strength is going to win out as she drives Lucilla towards the edge of the cell… Lucilla is teetering on the edge, ready to be pushed off until…

Red Light! Lucilla hits Amy with her red mist, blinding her! And she immediately follows it up with an FHS on top of the cell! The crowd screams, roars, erupts,… Al of it at once. Lucilla cackles as Amy’s lifeless body lies on top of the cell, and starts rolling it towards the edge, ready to throw off her bitter enemy and rid herself once and for all.

But down below, Ruby simply can’t take anymore. She can’t allow this. Not in good conscience can she stand by and watch as Lucilla does this. Even if it means reneging on her agreement with Lucilla, she can’t let this happen. She starts climbing the side of the cage as well, effectively blocking Amy from being thrown off. Lucilla starts screaming at her, telling her to get out of the way, but under the rapturous cheers of the audience, Ruby climbs over the edge too, now standing on top of the cell along with Lucilla and a still lifeless Amy. Lucilla shoves Ruby, who nearly falls off, and the tiny Canadian responds like only she can: by kneeing Lucilla in the face! Lucilla stumbles and falls backwards. Ruby then helps Amy to her feet, but she is still blinded by the red mist, unable to se. Panicked, Amy pushes Ruby, thinking it is Lucilla. Ruby loses balance and falls over the edge! Under the screams of a jam-packed UWE Studio’s Ruby drops twenty feet, all the way to the floor, crashing through the announce table on her way down.

She doesn’t move.

Amy wipes the paint from her eyes, and then realizes what she has done. As paramedics rush out to the ring to check on the lifeless tiny Canadian, a stunned crowd looks on, sick with worry over their resident sweetheart. Amy almost looks guilty. While she isn’t particularly fond of Ruby, she never intended to send her off the edge of a cell! She does notice Lucilla scrambling back to her feet however, and decides to make her pay. She kicks Lucilla in the gut, doubling her over, and hoists her into powerbomb position! As she bombs Lucilla down with all her might, she sends the Sicilian through the top of the cell, all the way down to the ring! The canvas nearly collapses under the impact as a horrified crowd looks on.

Ruby is now being attended by medical stuff, who are putting on a neckbrace and carefully putting her on a stretcher. Lucilla might need one too after this, as Amy jumps down through the hole in the cell.
But while the tiny Canadian is stretchered out, ‘Warrior’ by Disturbed starts playing. James Calhoun comes out, wielding a chair. The crowd boos him as he walks down the entrance ramp with a grin on his face. He walks through the busted cell door and Amy grins as her partner is here to join in on the fun of beating Lucilla into a bloody pulp. Amy grabs Lucilla by the hair and then holds her in a full Nelson, inviting Calhoun to do the honors. Calhoun raises the chair and brings it down… right on Amy’s head!

The crowd looks on in stunned silence as Amy collapses to the mat and the cowboy helps Lucilla to her feet. She’s still dazed and stunned from being powerbombed through the roof of the cell, but on instinct she takes the chair and turns her attention towards Amy. She starts slamming the chair down on Amy’s back, countless times, until it’s so bent it can’t even open anymore and it starts falling apart. Amy is not moving. Lucilla cackles as Calhoun looks on, approvingly. The crowd boo the both of them as Lucilla seems to be ready to go for the kill. But then, something unexpected happens.

Lara Pegorino emerges from the backstage area. Barefooted, and her dress torn up to her waist to allow for more freedom of movement, she runs towards the ring. She jets through the busted door of the cell, slides into the ring, and levels Calhoun with clothesline! The cowboy rolls out of the ring after the impact, and Lara follows it up by hitting her half-sister with an overhead belly to belly suplex.

The crowd is as overjoyed as they are stunned. What is going on? Lara Pegorino, the general manager, laying her hands on her roster members, blatantly interfering? Is this how much Amy means to her? It must be… She picks up Lucilla, and hits her with a vertabreaker in the middle of the ring, leaving her in a pile. She grabs Amy’s arm and positions it over Lucilla’s chest. Morello has no choice but to count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Morello calls for the bell. It’s over! Amy has defeated Lucilla Pegorino, with a little help from her long lost lover. What an insane match!

Winner, by pinfall at 20:09
–AMY GOBRALESS–

Lara scoops up Amy’s body and carries her out of the ring and to the backstage area, as a disgusted Lucilla realizes what happened. She frantically screams in pure anger at the realization that she lost the match against Amy Gobraless. This? This is far from over.

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Match Seven – Single’s Match
Wülf Erikson vs. Bryan Blaze

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(Referee: Corey Miner)

Wulf stands inside the ring waiting for his opponent when Blaze jumps the barricade and rushes into the squared circle. Before Wulf even knows what’s hit him Bryan knocks the Silver Bullet down with a hard clothesline before laying hard stomps onto his foe. Blaze lifts Wulf to his feet and the ref signals for the bell. Bryan sends Erikson into the ropes and attempts another clothesline that Wulf ducks. As Erikson rebounds off the rope again Blaze ducks to try for a backbody drop but his nimble opponent leap frogs over! Wulf hits the ropes again and comes back for an attempted offense of his own but Blaze drops to the mat forcing Wulf to jump over him once more. When the Silver Bullet comes back Blaze jumps up to try and catch the speeding superstar but Wulf drops down this time and baseball slides between Bryan’s legs!

Wulf rushes to his feet and performs a drop kick that sends Blaze into the ropes. Bryan catches himself and comes back at Wulf only to get launched by an arm drag. Blaze is quick to his feet and as Erikson rushes in attempts a hip toss, but his agile for hops over and counters with a toss of his own! The crowd goes wild as Wulf shows off his abilities.

Wulf brings Bryan back to his feet and whips him into the corner following close after. Blaze hits the turnbuckle but swings out of the way as Wulf closes in. The high flying Erikson jumps up to catch himself and attempts a moonsault but Blaze again gets the heck out of dodge! Wulf adjusts his flight and lands on his feet. Feeling smug Blaze turns around expecting to see Wulf chewing on the canvas but instead comes face to face with another drop kick, this one sending him over the ropes!

The ref begins the count as Blaze tries to get to his feet. Wulf rushes the ropes and leaps over, Blaze manages to move out of the way and Erikson crashes to the ground. The crowd boos as Bryan lifts Wulf by his hair before sending him crashing into The steel steps. The official yells 5 and threatens to count both out but Blaze doesn’t seem to care as he slams Wulf’s face into the apron and rolls him inside. Blaze hops up into the apron himself and springboards over the ropes to Swanton onto the prone Wulf!

Blaze laughs off more booing as he lays hard stomps onto his foe. Bryan lifts Wulf again and hefts him onto his shoulders. Bryan tries for a Samoan drop but Wulf slides off and turns the tables with a reverse DDT! Wulf rolls in for the cover.
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Blaze kicks out and the match continues! Wulf lifts Blaze to his feet and hits a hard European uppercut that staggers Bryan. Several fierce chops leave Blaze dazed against the ropes and an eager Erikson rushes in to continue his assault. Wulf springboards off the second rope and drops Blaze with a rough enziguiri! The Silver Bullet follows up with a moonsault but Blaze pulls his knees up and Wulf rolls to the ground holding his ribs! Blaze uses the ropes to stand and walks over to Erikson before landing a hard punt kick to the head! The crowd boos but Blaze merely shrugs it off as he lifts Wulf’s head and locks in a camel clutch! Bryan yanks back on the chin and Wulf struggles to get to a rope! Blaze snickers and changes his grip from the superstars chin to pull back on the dreadlocks! The ref warns Bryan to release as Wulf cries out in pain but Blaze just pulls back harder!

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Just in time Blaze lets go of the hold and leaves Wulf on the mat. Blaze climbs to the top turnbuckle as the crowd chants for Wulf. Blaze turns to the crowd from his perch and mockingly chants along, missing Wulf’s recovery in the ring! Erikson rises to his feet and rushes over to the ropes, Blaze turns just in time to see his foe jump to the second rope and launch a flurry of blows! As Bryan tries to recover Wulf hooks the head. He hooks the leg! From the top rope it’s the Wits End!
Wulf covers.

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The fight is over! Wulf Erikson defeats Bryan Blaze and shows his tormentor why he’s one of the hottest wrestlers in the company!

Winner, by pinfall at 07:38
–WÜLF ERIKSON–

Wülf has well and truly gotten over n Bryan Blaze, who has been tormenting him for months now. Blaze looks disgusted as Wülf has his hand raised in victory, once again overcoming a huge obstacle put out in front of him.

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Match Eight – Single’s Match – House of Pain
Asylum vs. Mike Rosati

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(Referee: Claudia Morello)

House of Pain deathmatch! It’s finally here. The culmination of a feud spanning months, dating back to Asylum attacking Mike Rosati backstage, leaving him hospitalized. With the ropes having been replaced by barbed wire, both competitors size each other up as the referee wraps barbed wire around their heavily taped hands. Ringside is littered with weapons, from classics such as steel chairs, ladders and brass knuckles, to barbed wired kendo sticks, tables, baseball bats and sledgehammers. Every single blunt instrument known to man is represented and both Asylum and Maddogg grin viciously, looking forward to the carnage they’re about to unleash.

Morello looks at them, seemingly not pleased by the potential of brutality this match offers, but the Vancouver fans are in a rather bloodthirsty mood! They’re wild and loud, and as Morello calls for the bell, a loud cheer erupts!
Asylum and Maddogg Mike Rosati charge at each other, their barbed wired fists seeking their targets. Asylum hits Maddogg right on the forehead, and Maddogg in return punches him right on the mask! The fans scream as it only took one blow by Asylum to bust Maddogg open! Only a few seconds into this amtch and we’re already seeing blood. Asylum’s mask grants him some protection from the wired fists, and that allows him to take advantage, unleashing blow after blow on his foe, each hit further opening the gash that is forming on his forehead.

Maddogg is driven back towards the barbed wire ropes, but he snatches Asylum’s wrist out of the air is it came in for another blow and whips Asylum into the barbed wire! The pointy metal sinks into Asylum’s flesh, and the madman roars as he sticks to the metal. He pulls himself free, and blood starts trickling down his back, until Maddogg comes charging in with a clothesline that sends him over the top rope, further ripping into his flesh. Maddogg grins, and takes a few steps back, looking to launch himself over the top rope. He does so, but doesn’t get enough height, and some of the pointy barbs rake his chest, leaving a crimson trail across his body. As he soars through the air, Asylum snatches a barbed wired kendo stick off the ground, and hits Rosati in the head with it, right on the temple! The brutal coutner causes Rosati to crash and burn to the ground, and Asylum gets back to his feet. He raises the kendo stick and brings it down over Maddogg’s back time and time again. With every hit, blood spatters up, decorating the ringside barricade. Maddogg’s screams of agony echo throughout the arena, rivalled only by the maniacal laughter of Asylum, who takes great pleasure in this brutal punishment.

Eventually, the kendo stick breaks and Asylum throws it to the side, immediately scouring the area for a new tool of destruction. But as he turns his back, Rosati smells an opportunity, bites through the pain and nails Asylum with a chop block, levelling the gigantic monster. He collapses to one knee, and Rosati nails him in the back of the head with his barbed fist, also drawing blood, turning Asylum’s back an even darker shade of crimson as it seeps out of the gash. The masked madman clutches the back of his head where the new wound is, and Maddogg grabs his skull and smashes it straight into the barricade! Asylum collapses and Rosati scrambles around for a new torture device. He eventually settles for some good old brass knucks, wrapping them around an already barbed wired hand, and focuses his attention back to Asylum. He grabs him by the mask, positions him correctly and unleashes a flurry of blows, alternating hits with the barbed wired hands and the brass knuckles. Not even Asylum’s mask can protect him any longer, and blood starts trickling from the lower end of Asylum’s mask, running down his throat and across his chest. His eyes are lifeless, and Rosati follows it up with a cruel kick to the face, nearly knocking him out. He then walks around the ring, and starts throwing random weapons into the ring. A steel chair, a table, and a sledgehammer. He returns to Asylum, who has gotten back to his knees. Maddogg’s steps are slow and methodical, and it’s obvious both men are in a great deal of pain, their bodies like canvasses painted red with their own blood. However, it is this slight hesitation of Maddogg that allows Asylum to turn the tide. The Madman blatantly low-blows Rosati, which is underhanded but perfectly legal. Morello can’t do anything but watch as Maddog doubles over, before being hit with a headbutt that sends him to the floor.

Asylum grabs him by the hair and rolls him back into the ring, the barbs once again scraping the flesh, producing new cuts. He follows him into the ring, and immediately Irish Whips him into the corner. He then grabs a steel chair and rushes at the Maddogg, before slamming it into his head. Rosati’s eyes turn into the back of his head, and he collapses to the canvas. Asylum throws the chair to the side and retrieves the sledgehammer. He places the head on Maddogg’s throat and starts to choke him out. Rosati desperately tries to break free, and instinctively he grabs for the ropes, but as he does so, he catches a barb, which pierces its way into the palm of his hand. Asylum eventually releases the choke, lifts the hammer, and seeks to bring it down on Rosati’s head, potentially injuring him severely, but Maddogg rolls out of the way!

The Hall of Famer is quick to get back to his feet! He runs the ropes, ignoring the barbed wire even as it rips him apart even more, and hits Asylum with a Lights Out! The crowd screams as Asylum collapses and Maddogg goes for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Asylum kicks out! Rosati can’t believe it, and neither can the Vancouverites, who howl enthusiastically. Maddogg slaps the canvas, which is soaked with the blood of both competitors, and shakes his head. He walks over to the table, and sets it up in the ring, near one of the corners. He wants to finish this, that much is obvious. He lifts up Asylum, and positions him in the corner, ready for a muscle buster. But Asylum senses the danger and starts hitting Rosati with his abrbed fists, forcing him to back down. Asylum hops off of the turnbuckle, whips Rosati against the ropes, his back now a genuine mess of ripped skin, and hits him with a Shock Treatment! The crowd gasps. Surely, this must be it??

Asylum goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Asylum breaks up the pin himself! He lifts Rosati’s shoulder up and laughs maniacally. He rolls out of the ring, rummages under the apron, and retrieves an item that he shows to the crowd, who gasp in shock once more. A bottle of lighter fluid and some matches!
The Masked Madman goes back into the ring and starts pouring it all over the table until the bottle is empty. His maniacal laughter fills the UWE Studio’s as he strikes a match and throws it on the table, which erupts into a blazing inferno! The shadows dancing and the fire reflecting in Asylum’s blue eyes, he lifts Rosati up into powerbomb position.

THE END IS NEAR! THROUGH A BURNING TABLE! The crowd screams as Asylum powerbombs Rosati through the burning table, the stench of singed flesh and hair now wafting throughout the entire building. The flames quickly die out, and all that is left is a smoking mess, which Asylum covers.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Winner, by pinfall at 11:52
–ASYLUM–

It’s over! The House of Pain lived up to its name and then some, as paramedics rush to the to attend to both Superstars, neither of which are getting up. Asylum stays down too, the loss of blood too big to be overcome by even the biggest of adrenaline bursts. Morello backs away from the competitors to let the medical staff do their job as the crowd is left horrified by the grueling match that has just taken place.

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Match Nine – Single’s Match
Brandon Sorrow vs. Matt Moore 

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(Referee: Chuck Aitken)

Now it’s time for one of the most anticipated matches in…well, probably UWE history! Everyone has waited for a Moore to fight Sorrow. It just so happens that this match isn’t the Brandon Moore versus Brandon Sorrow match up that may just be physically impossible. It’s Brandon Sorrow versus Matt Moore!

Chuck Aitken calls for the bell and this contest is underway! The blackened eyes of Sorrow stare down his host body’s older brother. Matt moves in as Sorrow continues to stand and stare. Matt mouths some expletives at the demonic entity before throwing a big right hand.

Sorrow smiles as he eats the punch that was delivered. Matt follows it with another punch and then a handful more. This sends Sorrow back into the corner, still with a pain loving grin painted across his face. Matt grabs onto Sorrow and whips him towards the opposite side of the ring.

Sorrow collides with the turnbuckle as Matt powers towards him. Sorrow swiftly ducks out of the way and Matt’s splash is a miss. Matt bounces out of the corner with his back to Sorrow. Sorrow hooks his arms around Matt’s waist and pulls him back with a vicious German Suplex.

This match is starting off with the furiousness expected between these two. Sorrow moves in to the downed Moore and sends a hard stomp to his back. He grabs a leg, places a foot behind it, and lifts. Sorrow slams it down hard into the mat with his foot. Ouch!

Matt clutches his leg and tries his hardest to roll away. Sorrow isn’t having any of that, however. He’s here to end the one person standing in his way. Matt gets to the ropes and Sorrow hooks his leg around it. He uses the ropes as a device to crank Matt’s leg around.

Chuck Aitken hurriedly comes in with a count.

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Two…

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Four…

Sorrow lets go, but with no remorse, ignoring the demands coming from the head referee. Matt has escaped out of the ring, still holding onto his leg. Sorrow uses this as a perfect opportunity to inflict more damage. He hits the ropes and comes back, diving through the other ropes and out of the ring.

Matt Moore moves!

Sorrow crashes into the barricade and the crowd goes wild. Matt stays on the ground, grasping his leg as Sorrow writhes from the collision that just occurred. Chuck Aitken begins his count.

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Matt pulls himself up by the ring apron.

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He slides in, but right back out immediately. The count has to start over!

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Matt lifts Sorrow to his feet and drives him back first into the barricade.

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Matt rolls Sorrow into the ring.

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Matt is quick to follow the King of Darkness, rolling in after him.

Sorrow starts to get up, but Moore hurries with a knee to the side of his head. Sorrow stays down. Matt decides to pay Sorrow back with some leg pain of his own. Matt hooks a leg of Sorrow’s around his and falls back hard. Sorrow’s leg twists around Matt’s causing plenty of agony.

Matt, holding onto the leg of his that was hurt, backs up a bit and waits to see Sorrow’s next move. As Sorrow pulls himself to his feet using the ropes, he turns his body towards Matt. Matt comes in with a big clothesline!

No! Sorrow blocks the clothesline and pulls Matt in by the arm. He traps the arms and…a series of vicious headbutts! That ought to knock them both silly!

After seven headbutts, Sorrow releases Matt and watches as he slumps down to the canvas. Sorrow drops down for the cover.

One…

Two…

Matt gets a shoulder up!

Sorrow stays on him, pulling Matt to a knee by his hair. Snap DDT! Matt is dropped right on his head with that. Sorrow nonchalantly pushes him over onto his back and goes for yet another pin fall attempt.

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Kick out!

Sorrow figured as much. He shrugs and gets off of Moore. Sorrow puts a boot to Matt’s face and scrapes it down. Chuck Aitken doesn’t approve. Sorrow doesn’t care.

Sorrow gets Matt up to his feet and shouts some awful things at him. He lifts him onto his shoulders and charges toward the turnbuckle. Matt is able to slip down Sorrow’s back! He shoves Sorrow forward and Sorrow hits the corner hard!

Matt comes in and spins Sorrow around, sending a flurry of chops into his chest. Matt’s pumped up! He turns and asks the crowd to energize him! Matt rushes back at Sorrow…

Sorrow gets a boot into Matt’s face! As Matt spins away from Sorrow, Sorrow hurries them both to the center of the ring. Sorrow gives a kick to the gut and hooks the arms. He lifts Matt…

Demon Driver!

Matt’s head bounces off of the mat and this might just be it. Sorrow goes for the cover and Chuck Aitken counts the pin.

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NO! Matt is able to get a shoulder up and Sorrow is finally showing some emotion in this thing. He’s pissed and wants to end this!

Sorrow picks Matt up and sends him back into the corner. Sorrow sets Matt onto the top rope and climbs up with him. We all know what he’s going for here!

Sorrow hooks Matt’s arm around his neck and goes to lift him up!

Matt blocks it, though, using all of his weight to stop Sorrow from being able to connect with the Darkness Falls! Matt slaps Sorrow’s arms away, sending a punch to the stomach. He follows that with a huge European Uppercut! Sorrow drops from the top rope and lands on the mat in the perfect position!

Matt wastes no time and leaps off! He flips and connects with the leg drop! Somersault Leg Drop! He quickly goes for the cover!

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Sorrow forces a shoulder off of the mat!

Matt, looking beaten and exhausted, realizes he needs to bring more to the table to put Sorrow away. Especially if he wants to do it for good.

He takes a moment to regain some energy before dragging Sorrow away from the corner they were near. Matt flips Sorrow onto his stomach, grabs his legs, and shouts some words about his brother to the Supernatural Superstar. Matt pulls the legs back and arches Sorrow’s body into a submission…

Scream For Moore! Matt has Brandon Moore’s submission finisher locked in on Brandon Sorrow! Sorrow finally shows signs of aching as he screams out. No one expected this to happen! Referee Aitken moves in to ensure he sees a tap out or hears Sorrow give up if that occasion arises.

Sorrow scratches and claws towards the ropes, but isn’t able to move the submission maneuver any closer to them. A few moments pass of Matt screaming for Sorrow to call it quits. Sorrow digs deep, however, and uses his freak supernatural strength. He pushes himself out from underneath Matt and is able to twist. He rolls, but Matt keeps a hold of the legs!

Moore stands and quickly tries to turn the submission into a Figure Four Leg Lock! Sorrow counters with a kick to the behind as Matt spins. This sends Moore forward and over the second rope, tumbling to the apron. Moore is able to stay on the apron, hanging onto the ropes.

He hurries to his feet and sees Sorrow doing the same. Matt launches himself over the ropes for a flying shoulder tackle!

No! Sorrow leaps with a knee and connects right on Matt’s jaw, dropping him to the canvas like a sack of potatoes. Matt crumbles from the knee strike and Sorrow drags him away for the ropes. He goes for the cover!

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Matt is able to force a shoulder up!

Sorrow is seething with frustration after not being able to put Matt away thus far. Sorrow stands and shouts down at Moore. He slaps him in the back of the head before grabbing him by the hair and raising him up to his feet.

Sorrow holds Matt up and stares deep into his eyes, shaking his head at what he feels is a pathetic excuse for a human being. Suddenly, Matt gathers up some saliva and spits right into Sorrow’s face! Sorrow is taken aback and Matt breaks free. He spins around Sorrow and rolls him up!

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Sorrow kicks out and he’s pissed!

Wiping the spit from his face, Sorrow charges at Moore. He sends a massive forearm that echoes throughout the UWE Studios arena. Another one…and another! Sorrow sends Matt across the ring now with an Irish Whip. As Matt comes back, Sorrow connects with a huge forward headbutt.

Matt drops to the canvas and Sorrow is looking to end it. He rolls Matt over and hooks the arms. He locks the submission in! Sing Your Sorrows!

Sing Your Sorrows is applied tight in the center of the ring!

Chuck Aitken checks Matt for any sign of giving up, but is only given screams of pain from the elder Moore brother. He’s not giving up, but he’s not doing much to escape either. This could be the end!

Wait a second…what’s going on?

Sorrow’s attention is taken away from the match. A woman’s voice is heard as the crowd cheers wildly for who appears on the entrance stage. Sorrow looks up, with the submission still locked in, and sees none other than Ruby with a microphone in hand! She is barely able to stand, using a crutch, but it is a testament to her strength that she is even consccious after what happened during the Hell in a Cell match. Ringside is the last place she should be. She should be in a hospital, but yet she is here, making one last effort for her friend Matt.

She’s calling for Sorrow to focus on her for a moment. She says his time in this world is over. She’s got someone who is going to make sure that happens. Sorrow lets go of the maneuver and stares intently towards the entrance area.

A little bit of time passes, but from behind the curtain, comes…

Hillary Moore!

Brandon Moore’s wife is here at Midsummer Massacre!

Sorrow’s expression turns to confusion, then into psychotic pain. It looks as though he is having some sort of internal struggle. Hillary steps forward towards the entrance ramp with a pleading look upon her face. Ruby steps forward with her and hands over the microphone.

Hillary only says three words…”Brandon, come home.”

After that, Sorrow drops to his knees and his face dawns a frown. He grabs his head with both hands and screams as loud as he possibly can. As Ruby and Hillary look on, the crowd begins to chant three words of their own.

“Just Plain Better.”

Sorrow covers his ears now, continuing to scream. Ruby and Hillary continue their slow pace towards the ring. Sorrow jumps to his feet, knowing what he has to do now. With nothing but fury covering his face, Sorrow turns, ready to end Matt Moore once and for all.

DISCUSS BIG BOOT!

Out of nowhere! Sorrow turns right into the boot from Matt Moore!

Sorrow drops down and Matt is quick to cover. Chuck Aitken speeds in and begins his count!

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Winner, by pinfall at 18:11
–MATT MOORE–

Matt Moore hurries off of Sorrow and backs into a corner. By this time, Ruby and Hillary have made it to the same corner, but are outside of the ring. After a few moments of stillness, Brandon’s body begins to convulse. Sorrow appears to be screaming, but no sound comes from his mouth.

The lights are now violently flickering and some of the crowd murmurs in shock. The video screen starts to act up with static and flickering as well. Feedback comes through the sound system. Strange things are happening as Brandon’s body continues to tremble.

A noise finally comes from his mouth as an agonizing scream escapes. The lights go out for a moment, but jolt back on with no further problems in the arena. Brandon’s body rests on its back in the center of the ring with eyes closed.

A few moments pass and those same eyes shoot wide open, showing green and white. The void is gone! A giant gasp for air follows and Brandon Moore sits up. He looks around frantically and sees his brother in the corner. Matt stands, inviting Ruby and Hillary into the ring. They slowly make their way towards Brandon.

Hillary doesn’t hesitate once they get there, however. She drops onto Brandon’s lap and seemingly squeezes the life out of him. The UWE fans here for Midsummer Massacre get to their feet and deliver a standing ovation at what they are seeing.

Matt and Ruby nod at each other in approval and watch as husband and wife reunite. Matt apologetically intervenes and gets both Hillary and Brandon to their feet. He grabs both of them by the wrist and raises their arms up high in victory. The four of them soak up the cheers and the atmosphere of having Brandon back as the broadcast fades to a video package for the next match up.

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The video package from the Ultimate Wrestling Champion match finishes, but those viewing at home aren’t greeted by either competitor. Instead, the broadcast fades back in to the CEO, Lise Fortier, standing tall in the center of the ring. On pedestals to her sides sit the recently unveiled UWE Universal Tag Team Championships.

With a microphone in hand, Lise puts on a big smile for the crowd. She starts off by commenting on the action seen at Midsummer Massacre and the fans agree that it has been an exciting event so far. She doesn’t want to waste much time, so she’s going to get to the point. She is here to reveal the bracket details for the tag team tournament!

Following each team announcement, a graphic appears on the video screen of the two team members.

Lise announces that there are a total of eleven teams that have come forth to take part in this tournament. She first wants to introduce the teams in no particular order, starting with two teams that are made up of singles participants who wanted to be involved.

First, she announces that newly signed Leon Saint Dane, who we saw a preview of earlier in the night, has been randomly matched with none other than Corporal Punishment!

The second of the random teams is…Ruby and Asylum! A gasp comes over the crowd as Lise looks a little shaken by her own announcement, but she continues nevertheless.

Now, onto the teams that formed themselves! Lise is glad to have spoken with the Moore family before coming out to the ring and, to her relief, they have informed her that Just Plain Better will in fact be a part of the tournament!

The next competitors announced are the Dogs of War! Jared and Danny Oliver are looking for tag gold!

Next up is Controversial Demons, comprised of Timothy Hunt and Tiami Erickson!

Following them, Lise announces that the Nashville Starlets will be a part of the tournament! Evie Daniels and Tasha Jones representing Torment!

Speaking of Torment, they have some more representatives in the tournament! Josiah Turnbow and Heather King!

Moving forward, the surprising, yet unsurprising team of JTX and Justin Lust!

She now introduces two new competitors that will be debuting with Ultimate Wrestling Entertainment! The Empire, Chris and Joey Hendrix!

The second to last team announced is that of new signess Ricky Molaroni and Marisol Hawkes!

And lastly, Lise is happy to announce #EmphasisOnBullet! Adeline La Roux and UWE’s resident flippy dude, Wulf Erikson!

With there being eleven teams, the first round of the tournament will actually only consist of three matches, but no worries, because the tournament starts right away at Over the Top XXIII!

Lise points to the video screen and says that the bracket has also randomly been decided! From randomly chosen match ups to randomly chosen first round byes, everything was done in the spirit of uncertainty to make things even more spectacular!

The first round of the tournament will consist of Just Plain Better taking on Controversial Demons! The winners of that match will face Torment in the form of Josiah Turnbow and Heather King!

The next first round match will see the random pair of Asylum and Ruby going against #EmphasisOnBullet! The winner of that will then move on to face The Empire!

For the last first round match, JTX and Justin Lust will face the other random pair of Corporal Punishment and Leon Saint Dane! The winners of that bout will move forward in the tournament and meet the Nashville Starlets!

And not to mention a second round match up that has already been determined. The Dogs of War versus Molaroni and Marisol Hawkes!

She lets the viewers soak up the bracket on the screen as she says farewell and takes her leave. Stage hands swarm the ring to removing the pedestals and the belts as all eyes are on the UWE Universal Tag Team Championship Tournament Bracket!
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That is, until the following contest! The Ultimate Wrestling Championship is on the line…next!

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Main Event – Single’s Match – Ultimate Wrestling Championship Match
James Calhoun © vs. Eavan Maloney 

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(Referee: Corey Miner)

Before the main event begins both champion and challenger exchange a few words back and forth before the ref brings them to the center of the ring to give instructions. The tension can be felt as the competitors state holes through one another and as the bell rings both are moving in for the attack. Calhoun throws a hard punch that Maloney takes before returning fire. The two wrestlers exchange for a moment but it soon becomes apparent that Calhoun’s size advantage is working against Eavan. As he comes in for another shot the Irish warrior ducks under and fires three hard punches followed by a quick kick to the gut. Calhoun goes for another haymakers but Maloney intercepts and arm drags her opponent to the ground.

Eavan keeps hold of Calhoun’s arm and wrenches it harshly across her knee. The cowboy wriggles and writhes as his arm is pulled painfully. He manages to gain some leverage and rolls through, launching a shot at Eavan that frees his arm. As the Irish lass stands the Callous One rushes in for a clothesline that is easily ducked under. On his return trip across the ring Maloney jumps up and launches him with a huricarana. Not so easily defeated he is back to his feet and eager to get back into the action but his quicker opponent manages to send him airborne one more time with another arm drag.

The fans are showing their loud appreciation for Maloney’s skill and the cheering eggs her on. The plucky Irish warrior lifts Calhoun and whips him into the ropes, as he comes back she launches a hard knee that stumbles him. She follows it up with a short arm whip and another knee to the gut. She goes for a third but the third time doesn’t seem to have the charm it once did as Calhoun reverses and floors Eavan with the lasso punch!

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After a four count by the ref Calhoun lets up and yanks Maloney to her feet by the hair. He gets her standing only to floor her again with a clothesline. The Irish lass is again hoisted to get feet and hit with a trip of rough punches that drive her to the corner. Once he had his foe trapped Calhoun lays in with hard chops across the chest that leaves a bright red mark, he then begins launching hard kicks that turn into stomps as Eavan slumps into the corner. Calhoun backs up and mimics a lasso, it looks as if he’s about to return the favor from last match and rushes in to try a bronco buster .

It turns out the idea of having Calhoun’s lasso in her face doesn’t sit well with Maloney, who raises her foot and kicks the first target in sight. Calhoun crumbles to the mat holding his groin as the fans wildly cheer the reversal of fate. Maloney hoists herself up and ascends to the second rope before leaping off to deliver an elbow drop that turns into a pin attempt. Hurt but not defeated the cowboy is up at two forcing Eavan to continue her assault.

Calhoun is pulled to his feet before Maloney uses the ropes to springboard into a knee that floors the cowboy. He tries to sit up but Eavan rebounds off the ropes and drop kicks across his face. As soon as she’s back up Maloney rushes the ropes and springboards again, this time landing a moonsault across her prone for.
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Her finger aims at the last corner!

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Then the tenth is a big head slam against the canvas!
As the cowboy’s head bounces back the crowd goes wild as everyone can see the blood pouring from his forehead! Maloney rises her arms in celebration but when she turns back around she sees an angry Calhoun waving her on.

Calhoun: HIT ME AGAIN!

Eavan looks unsure but when he repeats his demand she comes in to attack. She launches a stiff shot that turns the cowboys head but he whips back and demands another shot!

Every punch brings only a demand for another until Eavan decides to get a running start and launches a kick. Calhoun side steps and begins raining in big punches of his own. Maloney staggers and Calhoun hits the ropes before launching himself into the air for a flying clothesline. Maloney begins to rise but Calhoun rushes in and drops her again with a fierce lariat.

The bloody Calhoun rises and holds his hand up as Eavan tries to get up. The Callous One kicks her hard in the ribs and rolls her over. He then kicks hard into her stomach before roughly dragging her up by her hair. A hard right sends her back down only to have the whole process repeated. The third time Maloney is forced back to her feet she looks like she can hardly stand. Calhoun launches his Boot Hill kick but Eavan masters her strength and rolls out of the way. She comes back up and as Calhoun spins around he is hit by a devastating super kick. Maloney wastes no time, she grabs his legs and puts on the Eavan lock!

Calhoun is crawling for the ropes but the lock is in tight. He inches bit by bit but Maloney pulls him back. Calhoun is shaking his head no, looking barely conscious as Maloney cranks back more. Finally Calhoun gives out and is forced to tap!

Winner, by submission at 13:01 and NEW Ultimate Wrestling Champion
–EAVAN MALONEY–

The bell rings and the victorious Maloney is given her prize. The fans rise as the Irish warrior is vindicated and cheer as she stands on the second turnbuckle. She clutches the title in disbelief, her jaw dropped and her eyes beaming. She holds it up for all the crowd to see, the crowning achievement of her UWE career, in which she has skyrocketed to the top and now joins legends like Brandon Moore, Ronnie Cage, Lara Pegorino and many more as the company’s premier champion! Life is looking great for the Steampunk Warrior as she retreats to the back under the adoration of the Vancouver crowd.

But meanwhile in the ring… Defeat. That’s all Calhoun could think of as he had to watch Eavan Maloney walk up the ramp with his title. He couldn’t even bring himself to rise off the mat. This was a completely crushing loss for him, and it was about to get much worse.

“Kings Never Die” by Eminem hit the speakers, and The fans immediately erupted in jeers as the music of The Maniac hit the speakers. Marcus LeVine walked onto the stage, a sickening smile crossing his face as he stared into James Calhoun. While drinking in his shocked expression Marcus made sure to walk as slowly as possible to the ring. Calhoun couldn’t take his eyes off of LeVine, and with good reason. Marcus had made himself known for underhanded tactics, and taking your eye off a Man like him was never a good idea. The Emperor of Anarchy had reached the base of the ramp, but instead of entering the ring LeVine simply sat down. James was clearly confused but was even more intrigued by Marcus’s body language. The Cult Classic sat cross-legged on the floor and rested his elbows on his knees, resting his jaw on his interlocked hands as well. Most sickening of all however was Marcus simply laughing. A sickening laughter that brought out a puzzled look of consideration from Calhoun.

Calhoun’s undying attention towards LeVine became his undoing though as from behind him came four masked figures into the ring. Marcus simply laughed and pointed behind Calhoun, and when The Reckless Redneck turned around, he was met by two superkicks straight to the jaw. The fans jeers grew even louder as Marcus’s laughs grew with them. It was clear that The Maniac had planned this out. Marcus rose to his feet and watched as all four of the athletes in the ring sent stomp after stomp into the spine and head of Callous Calhoun.

LeVine made no attempt at touching James, but he did slide into the ring and lay prone, perched on his arms and posed head to head with The Country Cutlass. Marcus looked like a rattlesnake, shaking his tail, or in this case, slamming his fist to warn his prey. Marcus licked his lips as he looked at all four, telling them the beat down wasn’t done yet. Marcus wrapped his arm around Calhoun’s head and dragged him up with him, and instead of attacking himself he handed the lifeless body off to the shortest of the four masked athletes. He looked towards the tallest and smiled as that figure went to the corner, climbing the turnbuckles and perching on the top rope. Marcus wasn’t directing traffic, he was simply watching as these other two seemed to work together. Marcus himself seemed to be working with the two masked figures who weren’t currently attacking Calhoun, the ones who knocked him down originally with the kicks. These three simply waited and watched.

The figure who held Calhoun dropped him hard on the back of his head with a vicious reverse DDT, and just as that figure rolled away, the one on the top rope flew off the top rope with a Spiral Tap. The fans couldn’t help but let out a small pop at the beautiful move. As the brilliant combo finished the two who were behind it stood next to each other, and both ripped off their mask.

Timothy Hunt and Tiami Erickson. The It Couple, The Controversial Demons. They had teamed up with Marcus LeVine and assaulted the Country Cutlass Only two questions remained: who were the other two masked figures, and why were the five attacking Calhoun.

The first question was answered quickly, sort of. The other two athletes unmasked, but there was no big reaction because these two had never appeared on UWE TV before now. They were very recent signees by The UWE, Chris and Joey Hendrix. Despite them being new to the UWE, they had a very close connection to all three of the fellow competitors in the ring. Marcus LeVine dragged Calhoun up and pulled his arms into a Double Underhook, and kept Calhoun’s head between his legs. He called for both of the Hendrix twins to set up. Marcus lifted Calhoun into the air, the twins hit a double superkick, and Marcus dropped down and drove Calhoun’s head into the mat. The Cult Classic watched the crumbling body of Calhoun, laughing all the while.

Marcus, Timothy, Tiami, and both of the Hendrix twins stood around the demolished body of Calhoun, and Marcus himself spit on the already disrespected Calhoun. This was a statement, these five young athletes came out to make a name for themselves in UWE, and they made it certain that everyone who watched this show would leave with their names on his lips.

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Quick results:
°Caliee Adams def. Tiami Erickson by pinfall
°Marcus LeVIne def. Timothy Hunt by submission
°Josiah Turnbow def. Brute Rockne by count-out
°Jake Donaldson def. Drew Stevenson by pinfall
°Danny Oliver def. JTX by pinfall
°Amy Gobraless def. Lucilla by pinfall
°Wülf Erikson def. Bryan Blaze by pinfall
°Asylum def. Maddogg Mike Rosati by pinfall
°Matt Moore def. Brandon Sorrow by pinfall
°Eavan Maloney def. James Calhoun by submission to become the NEW Ultimate Wrestling Champion

UWE Over the Top XXII in Sacramento, CA

Results

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

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22… Never missing a beat. #Proud 

Location:
Sacramento Memorial Auditorium, Sacramento 
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OTT XXI was an epic show, featuring two marathon matches. All four involved in those epic matches, Drew Stevenson, Wülf Erikson, Tasha Jones and JTX, will be in action tonight! And much more than that. With a UWC match announced last week, the whole world is wondering if Eavan Maloney will recover in time to face the Callous One at Midsummer Massacre!
But with plenty more time before what will undoubtedly be a Pay Per View for the ages, we will see many great matches of their own tonight!
It’s a shame the loyal Vancouver crowd will have to miss this one, as UWE ventures to Sacramento for a special occasion!

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Pre-show Spectacular – Single’s Match
Caliee Adams vs. Justin Lust

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(Referee: Claudia Morello)

In UWE’s first ever pre-show spectacular, people from all over Sacramento flocked to the Sacramento Memorial Auditorium to get a taste of what UWE was all about. As a Vancouver-based company, a little exposure south of the border never hurt, and it were Caliee Adams and Justin Lust who were chosen to entertain the curious fans.

With the ring stationed outdoors, the sun shining brightly and hundreds of fans excited to see two of UWE’s most touted, hot young prospects at work, Caliee and Justin lock up in the middle of the ring.

Justin manages to push Caliee back with the collar-and-elbow tie-up, but the young Diva smartly uses his momentum against him by side-stepping, breaking the lock-up and sending him against the ropes, hitting him with a dropkick to the face on the rebound! Lust is flattened, and he shakes his head, already looking slightly dazed. But as Caliee comes in for a sleeper hold, he quickly rolls out of the ring.

Caliee spreads her arms wide, asking why Justin is scared of her, but Lust merely grins and walks around the ring, looking for a safe way back inside. Caliee lies in wait though, but when Morello holds her back momentarily, Justin slides back in! But to no avail! Caliee is right on top of him, leaping in with a titl-a-whirl headscissors takedown that sends Lust into the turnbuckles. She hypes up the crowd, who start clapping and cheering her name, and nails him with a dropkick in the corner! She then mounts the second turnbuckle, before hitting him with a tornado DDT!

The fans applaud her, and she grins and takes a bow. But Lust has a trick up his sleeve! He rolls her up from behind, positioning himself in such a way that Morello can’t see him grabbing Caliie by the tights, getting extra, illegal leverage!

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NO! As the fans jeer, Morello notices something is amiss, and her all-seeing eye detects Lust’s hand on Caliee’s tights the moment she slaps the mat the third time. She signals the bell ringer that the pinfall does not count, and that the match is still on. Meanwhile, Lust gets up and start arguing with Morelly, claiming that he got the pinfall, and demands he be called the winner of the match. But Morello is adamant, and she shakes her head sideways. It’s not happening.

But while Justin is arguing, a pissed off Caliee has gotten back to her feet. She approaches Lust from behind, and playfully taps him on the shoulder. The youngster is startled and turns around, but is immediately wrapped up a perfectly applies Night Night Baby! The octopus hold is unforgiving, and Justin starts screaming in pain. He drops down to one knee with Caliee still exerting as much pressure as he can. Lust can’t take it anymore! He taps out!

Winner, by submission at 03:32
–Caliee Adams—

Caliee releases the hold and has her arms raised by Morello as Justin is still writhing in pain on the mat. She seems happy with her decisive victory and as she rolls out of the ring, the fans in the front row are drumming to take a look at her and shouting at her, wanting an autograph. She gladly obliges, and it’s clear that the UWE fans love her. Ruby had better watch out, does Ultimate Wrestling Entertainment have a new favorite sweetheart?

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Show Opener – Single’s Match
Danny Oliver vs. Bryan Blaze

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(Referee: JJ Hemphill)

With the action now moved indoors, these two men are looking for momentum heading into Midsummer Massacre are kicking the show off. It starts with a traditional collar and elbow tie up. Danny Oliver, having the obvious size advantage, is able to muscle Bryan Blaze back against the ropes. Referee JJ Hemphill calls for a break and Danny obliges.

Blaze has other ideas, however. He sends a thumb straight to Danny’s eye, causing JJ Hemphill to scold him. Bryan couldn’t care less about the referee’s orders. He stays on the attack, sending some straight kicks to Danny’s left leg. Danny wobbles backwards and away with every kick that connects.

Bryan is able to drive Danny into a corner and changes up the kicks. He sends them to the midsection now. After three kicks, Bryan leaps and sends a knee right into Danny’s chin. Danny stumbles forward and drops to a knee, then drops to his stomach.

Blaze ascends the ropes at this point and hollers for Danny to get up. Oliver eventually does, pushing himself to his feet and turning towards the perching Bryan Blaze. Blaze launches himself, but Oliver speeds forward to avoid the attack!

Bryan lands on his feet and rolls forward! He charges at Danny, but catches a back kick to the gut…WHAT IN THE WORLD?!

The big man jumps up to the second rope and jumps backwards! He turns and connects with a crossbody onto Bryan Blaze! The big Danny Oliver is showing some great agility with that maneuver. He stays on for a quick cover and JJ Hemphill moves into position!

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The two men hurry to their feet and charge at each other. Bryan ducks under a clothesline attempt and takes Danny by the backside. He hooks the waist, but Danny breaks out of it and grabs the head! He flips Bryan over with a snapmare and reaches down. Bryan sends a foot up and over to kick Danny right in the noggin.

Danny stumbles backwards and Blaze gets to his feet. He sends a kick to Oliver’s left leg, a kick to Oliver’s right leg, and goes for a big roundhouse. Danny ducks! Bryan keeps spinning, but Danny hooks the waist from behind. He throws him over for a German Suplex.

Bryan flips out and lands on his feet! He charges at the downed Danny and drops an elbow. Oliver rolls out of the way. Another quick elbow attempt! Oliver rolls out of the way! And one more time! Again, Oliver rolls out of the way!

Danny leaps to his feet now as Bryan appears to be coming at him. The two men stop and square off, sending the crowd into an absolutely frenzy. The competitors seem to soak it in as Danny Oliver smiles and surveys the arena.

Bad idea! Bryan Blaze isn’t going to spend any time pandering to the crowd. He connects with a huge forearm to pushes Danny against the ropes. As Danny bounces back off, Bryan leaps and hooks his legs over Danny’s shoulder. Bryan pulls him over with a hurricanrana and stays on, grabbing onto one leg.

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The shove is so hard that Bryan ends up through the ropes and onto the apron. Danny gets to his feet and charges at Bryan. Blaze is able to step to the side and throw a foot up, catching Oliver square in the face. Danny is sent back, allowing Bryan some time.

Blaze leaps onto the top rope and springboards in. He presses his knees onto the chest of Danny Oliver and drives him to the mat. Bryan rolls off and quickly goes for a cover.

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Bryan keeps on him, stomping nearly every inch of the younger Oliver brother’s body. He goes until JJ Hemphill forces him to break off. Bryan isn’t taking too kindly to the referee’s demands, however. He gets in Hemphill’s face, shouting for him to mind his own business and just count the three when Bryan needs him to.

During all of this Danny is able to get to his feet. The arguing is over and Bryan turns right into a gut kick from Oliver. Oliver follows that up with an Irish Whip! As Bryan comes back, Danny throws a massive clothesline!

Blaze ducks! He keeps going and rebounds again. Danny drops his shoulder this time and sends Bryan over with a back body drop!

No! Bryan turns and flips over Oliver’s back. He gathers himself and rushes at the backside of Danny, leap frogging over and sending himself into the ropes this time! Bryan comes back once again and…

Danny pops him up!

He slams him down! Oliver connects with the Ollie-Oop! The popup powerbomb sends Bryan Blaze crashing! Oliver hooks a leg for a cover and Hemphill slides in!

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Winner, by pinfall at 08:26
–Danny Oliver–

Danny Oliver gets the win over Bryan Blaze to open the show tonight! Danny is absolutely pumped. He stands as Bryan rolls away and exits the ring, heading towards the ramp. The Dog of War howls in triumph as JJ Hemphill raises his hand in victory.

Oliver suspects something is off, however, when JJ Hemphill releases his hand and runs for the hills. Danny is only given a split second to react. That split second isn’t enough.

Out of nowhere, Hot Pink Fury strikes! JTX is here and he clubs Danny Oliver over the head. From the outside, JJ Hemphill screams for JTX to leave. JTX waves JJ off and climbs on top of Danny. Fist after fist pounds Oliver’s head as JTX hollers profanities.

The pink-haired superstar eases up on the punches after a short while and gets Danny to his feet. He grabs his face, cupping his cheeks with one hand. JTX makes a kissy face and…

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Jaw Dropper!

After JTX connects with his finisher, he simply rolls out of the ring, slapping his hands together as if to dust them off, and heads up the ramp. His job here is done, leaving Danny Oliver in a pile before they inevitably meet at Midsummer Massacre.

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Match Two – Tag Team Match
The Nashville Starlets vs. The Moores

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(Referee: Corey Miner)

Evie and Tasha are standing in their corner as The Moores are standing in theirs. The referee stands in the center of the ring making sure everyone was ready for the match to begin. Evie bumps knuckles with Tasha while staying in the ring. Matt signals to Brandon that he will start for his team.

The bell sounds as Evie and Matt begin to circle each other. They meet in the center of the ring with an elbow-collar tie up. They jockey for position as Matt manages to gain the early advantage by hooking Evie with a quick side headlock. Matt doesn’t have the headlock in tight as Evie grabs a hold of his wrist and twists his arm around his back only to hook him into a headlock of her own.

Evie follows it up with a judo toss which causes Brandon’s jaw to drop. Evie keeps the headlock. However Matt’s experience comes to play as he counters with a quick pin attempt.

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Evie manages to roll back up before twisting herself into a front facelock. Evie starts to get to her knee as Matt does as well. She keeps the hold locked in before landing multiple knee strikes to his face. She transitions herself into a solid snapmare.

Evie steps onto the back of Matt before running towards the ropes, Tasha blind tags herself in as Evie connects with a basement dropkick. She rolls out of the way as Tasha comes springing off the ropes and landing with a leg drop across the throat of Matt.

Tasha goes for a quick cover on Matt.

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That’s not enough to put him away this early. Tasha knows this and stays on him.

She grabs Matt’s arm and drives a knee into it. Shortly after, she removes the knee and sends a stomp into the same arm. She goes for another tag to Evie. The referee acknowledges it and the two switch places.

Evie takes over working the arm now. She sends her own stomps into it before applying an armbar. Matt screams out as Evie continues wrenching the arm. Matt somehow gathers some strength with the help of the clapping crowd. He is able to roll over and stand as Evie continues holding onto his arm. He lifts Evie with one arm and runs over to the turnbuckle.

Matt is able to plant Evie onto the top rope of his team’s corner! Brandon slaps Matt on the shoulder and tags himself in. Evie releases the hold and tries to kick Matt away, but Matt is able to crack her with an uppercut. She’s out on the ropes.

Brandon comes in now, grabbing Evie over his shoulder. He flips her for a gnarly looking flipping powerslam off of the top rope. Brandon covers.

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Brandon lifts Evie to her feet and sends a big chop to her chest. Evie screeches with ferocity. She sends a thunderous chop right back at Brandon! Brandon smiles, ready to trade blows with the newcomer to UWE. He responds with a forearm. She responds with a forearm of her arm.

Brandon throws a headbutt! And Evie doesn’t hesitate to slam her head right back into his!

Brandon slaps a big boot into Evie’s chin, sending her rebounding off of the ropes. She comes back with a big shoulder check into Brandon that sends him against the ropes. Brandon hurls a fist at Evie, but he actually pulls it and stops! Evie braced herself for it, but is caught off guard when Brandon turns it into a dropkick to the knee!

Evie drops and Brandon hits the ropes. He comes back…

Shining Wizard!

The tip of Brandon’s knee connects to the side of Evie’s head as she drops further down onto her back. Brandon looks to follow it up with a running elbow drop. Evie rolls out of the way at the last second while rubbing the side of her head. Brandon is holding his elbow as Evie is getting back up to her feet. She bounces off the ropes and connects with a hard running knee before following it up with a sharp clothesline.

Evie picks Brandon up and whips him into her corner. She follows him and hits a stinger splash in the corner. Tasha tags back into the ring as Evie lifts Brandon up and drapes her him over her knee which Tasha slingshots herself back into the ring while driving her elbow directly into his chest. Evie gets out of the ring as Tasha follows up the advantage by dropping a big knee across his chest.

She goes for the quick cover as the referee slides into position.

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Brandon manages to kick out before the three as Tasha lifts him up a little before looking him into a rear bodyscissors.

Her legs are firmly wrapped around his waist as she uses her arms to hook in a dragon sleeper. Brandon tries his damnedest to pry himself free of Tasha’s arms and legs. He is finally able to use his strength advantage to unhook Tasha’s legs from around his waist. It takes no time at all for him to start getting to his feet.

Now it’s just a matter of the dragon sleeper that is locked in. With his body bent backwards, Brandon throws his arms around Tasha Jones. He drops back down to a seated position and this throws Tasha off a bit. Brandon slips free and throws his leg back towards Jones. A big kick connects!

Tasha stumbles backwards, allowing Brandon time to get up. Brandon rushes in and ducks under a forearm attempt by Tasha. He comes behind and hooks the waist. Brandon pulls Tasha up for a German Suplex, but Tasha is able to counter!

She stops her momentum and hooks her legs backwards underneath Brandon’s arms. She rolls forward and forces Brandon to roll with her! Pin fall attempt!

One…

Two…

Brandon pushes her off!

Brandon hurries to his feet and backs up to his corner, tagging in his brother Matt. Tasha stands tall in the ring, not showing any fear or any signs of giving up. She stares Matt down as he enters the ring and the two of them now face off.

Tasha howls and rushes at Matt. She dives at him, but Matt is able to catch her. He gets a little cocky and waves a finger at Evie before swinging Tasha around. The cockiness comes back to haunt him!

Tasha spins out of Matt’s clutches, holding his arm, and sending him over with a tilt-a-whirl arm drag! Matt is up quick, charging at Tasha, but is met with another arm drag! He comes back one more time and gets sent onto his face with a drop toe hold!

Tasha bounces off of the ropes and comes back with a jumping leg drop to the back of Matt’s head! She rolls him over and goes for a cover!

One…

Two…

Brandon dives onto Tasha with an axe handle to break up the pin!

Referee Corey Miner immediately gets in Brandon’s face and shows him back to his corner. Meanwhile, Tasha stomps one more time onto Matt’s gut before heading over and tagging in Evie. Referee Miner acknowledges the tag as Brandon gets back on the apron.

Evie immediately begins to stomp Matt a handful of times before hoisting him up to his feet. Miraculously, she is able to send the bigger man over with a snap suplex! Evie gets Matt up again and whips him into her team’s corner.

She speeds in with a big shoulder to the gut. She continues to pressure Matt’s midsection with her shoulder as Tasha slaps her on the back. Tag!

Tasha takes a few steps back and rushes forward. Evie moves at the perfect time. Tasha connects with a big jumping knee. Matt drops to a seated position in the corner as Tasha backs up again. She runs at him…another knee to Matt’s head! She pulls Matt out of the corner and covers!

One…

Two…

Matt gets a shoulder up!

Tasha heads back to her corner and tags Evie in again. Good tag team wrestling by the Nashville Starlets!

Evie goes to lift Matt, but Matt shows some life! He sends a flurry of punches to her gut before rebounding off of the ropes.

Dropkick!

By Evie…

Matt’s attempt at a comeback was short lived.

Evie grabs onto Matt’s leg and begins to apply an ankle lock. The elder Moore brother snaps to, however. He quickly scurries towards the ropes and grabs on. Corey Miner calls for the break just as Evie fully has the maneuver locked in. She obliges and watches as Matt stumbles to his feet and into a corner.

Evie speeds at him without a second thought! She leaps…Nashville Lime Light!

No! Matt Moore moves out of the way! Evie collides with the turnbuckle and bounces backwards. Matt grabs the neck of the groggy Evie Daniels and slams her with a massive traditional neckbreaker! Both competitors are down!

Corey Miner has no choice but to begin his count.

One…

Two…

Matt and Evie begin to drag themselves to their respective corners.

Three…

Four…

Five…

Matt pushes himself up and forward. He slaps his brother’s hand. Tag! Brandon is legal!

Immediately after, Evie does the same. Tag to Tasha Jones!

Brandon enters the ring, full steam ahead! He sends a back elbow to Tasha. She gets up rather quickly and runs right into another back elbow. One more time, she’s up and at Moore, but he delivers an Irish Whip this time. Tasha comes back and sends her to the mat with a big dropkick! Brandon is fired up and lets everyone know it!

Brandon turns around and sees what Corey Miner is hollering about. Evie Daniels is on the ropes and sends a crossbody at Brandon! Brandon holds on and rolls over with it, however! He stands with Evie in his arms and in comes Matt! Brandon tosses Evie up in the air and onto Matt’s knees! Assisted gutbuster!

Evie rolls out of the ring as Matt gets back onto the apron. Brandon tags him in!

Tasha is getting to her feet. Brandon immediately tags himself again, but Matt stays in. Tasha stands and turns towards Matt…

Discuss Big Boot!

Tasha hits the mat the hard as the elder Moore brother exits onto the apron. Mr. UWE puts the finishing touches on as Tasha is in perfect position after the boot! He hits the corner and jumps to the second rope…jumps to the third rope…and flips off for a moonsault! Just Plain Better connects! He sure puts that name to a lot of things!

He stays on for the pin and Corey Miner slides in.

One…

Two…

Three!

Winners, by pinfall at 17:54
–Just Plain Better-

Evie has made it back into the ring too late. She immediately rushes to her partner and does her best to help her to her feet. The Moore Brothers stand and clap at the effort of the Nashville Starlets. The crowd is going nuts as the Moores offer their hands. Evie shakes both of them and Tasha simply stares at them with disdain. Evie pulls her away from the situation while thanking the Moores for their appreciation.

Brandon is back and Matt couldn’t be any happier. The two victors raise each other’s arms in the ring, celebrating their tag team win. They’re soaking it up until…

Brandon yanks his arm away from Matt and clutches his head with both hands. He drops to his knees and begins to scream with his eyes closed. Matt is frantically checking on him, telling him to snap out of it, and asking what’s wrong. Brandon continues his episode and ignores Matt.

The music abruptly stops and the lights in the arena begin to flicker rapidly. Matt doesn’t know what to do. Eventually, though, the lights go completely off, sending a bit of a scare throughout the crowd. Once they come back on, Brandon is back to his feet…

His eyes are blackened and void. It’s no longer Moore. Sorrow has taken over and is staring down Matt Moore with a disgusting smile on his face. Matt knows what’s happening now, sending a punch to Sorrow. Sorrow blocks it and kicks Matt in the stomach.

He hooks the arms and lifts…Sorrow plants Matt right on his head. Demon Driver! Now, Sorrow pulls Matt up to his knees and pushes his palm against his forehead. Matt’s eyes shoot open as Sorrow mouths some unintelligible words. Matt’s eyes roll in the back of his head after a short time. The lights are flickering yet again…

Once Sorrow stops his words, he removes his hand, the lights go out, and when they come back on? Of course, he’s no longer there. Matt is lying in the center of the ring with an ashy X on his forehead as the broadcast quickly fades out to an ad so those at home no longer have to view such a disturbing image.

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Match Three – Single’s match
Marcus LeVine vs. JTX

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(Referee: Claudia Morello)

Referee Claudia Morello has done her pre-match foreign object search and calls for the bell! This one is on like Donkey Kong! While standing in the corner JTX reaches down and tugs at the top of his left fishnet stocking while not breaking eye contact with his opponent. LeVine takes a couple of steps out of his corner so JTX does likewise, walking halfway out between the turnbuckle and the referee. JTX visually sizes up his opponent. He looks the six foot one inch French Canadian over as he meets LeVine in the center of the ring and engages him in a collar and elbow tie up.

Jockeying for position in the center of the ring, the two competitors push against each other while locked up together. Gaining an advantage, Marcus LeVine secures a standing side headlock on JTX. LeVine cranks on the headlock until JTX finds an opening and elbows Marcus in the stomach before firing LeVine off into the ropes.

After LeVine bounces off of the ropes and rebounds back towards his opponent, JTX executes a quick arm drag and takes LeVine down to the mat. With LeVine’s back on the canvas JTX holds Marcus by the left arm with his left knee pushing into LeVine’s left shoulder. JTX hyper-extends Levine’s left arm with his right palm pushing up on the back of LeVine’s left elbow as he pulls of Marcus’ wrist with his left hand.

After a minute of holding LeVine in this arm bar, JTX cinches up on LeVine’s left arm by putting LeVine’s arm under JTX’s left armpit and pulling back on it with his upper torso while gripping LeVine’s left shoulder with his hands and grinding his right knee into the side of LeVine’s head.

Marcus LeVine is able to maneuver his body towards the ropes and reaches out with his legs to touch the bottom rope. Referee Morello call for JTX to release the hold. Morello has to count to four before JTX complies with the referee’s request and breaks his arm lock.

Both wrestlers get back to their feet. JTX moves in to grapple his opponent, but LeVine catches JTX in the face with a European Uppercut. LeVine follows up with another European Uppercut, staggering JTX. Marcus LeVine moves in and executes and quick and picture perfect Snap Suplex. With JTX now on the mat with LeVine at an advantage, Marcus begins working to secure and arm lock of his own.

Once JTX realizes that Marcus is working to secure his Cross Armbar, JTX manages to wrap his fishnet covered legs around LeVine’s head. After a short time with his head caught between JTX’s calves, Marcus stands up and uses leverage to place JTX in a pinning predicament. With JTX’s shoulders now on the mat, Referee Claudia Morello makes her count.

One…

Two…

JTX rolls his shoulders off of the mat.

With his legs still over the shoulders of his opponent, JTX kicks Marcus LeVine straight in the mouth before rolling backwards and hopping back up to his feet. JTX runs his fingers through his hot pink hair as Marcus touches his lips with his hands. JTX smirks at LeVine as Marcus checks his teeth with his tongue to make sure they are all still accounted for.

LeVine spits onto the canvas as he glares at his skirt wearing adversary. With both men standing across from one another, the crowd in the Sacramento Memorial Auditorium waits to see who will make the next move.

The two competitors begin to circle. The Cult Classic eventually stops and lifts a hand. He’s calling for a test of strength! JTX smirks and agrees to the Greco Roman Knuckle Lock. Marcus and JTX hooks their hands together, but it is short lived. JTX is the first one to pull off some dastardly tactics here as he stomps straight down on LeVine’s left foot.

LeVine reels back, but JTX is quick to deliver a snapmare. He floats over and stays mounted on top of Marcus. Punches after punches are thrown no onto the downed Marcus LeVine. Claudia Morello has no choice but to demand that JTX gets off of him.

JTX obliges, telling Claudia not to touch him in the process. Cassie now gets involved. She hops onto the apron, screaming at JTX. JTX blows her a kiss, but doesn’t get too distracted. He lifts Marcus to his feet and hooks the arms. He spins with him and is going for the Unprettier!

Marcus shoves him! JTX gets sent forward, but Cassie drops in time to avoid a collision. JTX bounces off of the ropes and gets hit with a big European Uppercut to the back of his head. Marcus is looking to take control here!

He grabs JTX in a full nelson and lifts! Marcus turns and slams JTX down. Marcus says he wants to end this one quick! He gets JTX to his feet and hooks his arm over his head. LeVine has JTX up in a vertical suplex position. This is the move he uses to set up his Kimura submission!

JTX begins to wiggle as he’s held up in the air! Marcus didn’t expect that! The pink-haired superstar is able to twist and drop behind LeVine. He spins LeVine around and connects!

Jaw Dropper! The cover!

One…

Two…

Three!

That’s twice we’ve seen that move tonight and twice it’s gotten the job done!

Winner, by pinfall at 08:03
–JTX–

Claudia Morello goes to raise JTX’s hand, but JTX refuses. He exits the ring, dusting his hands off again much like earlier, as Cassie checks on a furious Marcus LeVine. Marcus is sure to want some revenge or to make somebody pay come Midsummer Massacre.

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Match Four – Table’s Match
Tiami Erickson vs. Timothy Hunt

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(Referee: Corey Miner)

A highly anticipated match between two lovers! Tiami Erickson was none too pleased about the situation, making it extremely apparent on social media, even lashing out at the General Manager. Nevertheless, a booking is a booking, and they were obligated to go through with it.

With tables strewn throughout ringside, Tiami takes initiative the moment the bell rings. Rather than locking up or initiating contact, she rolls to the outside, and grabs the first table she can find! She collapses the legs and slides it inside the ring as Hunt rolls to the outside in pursuit. She sees him coming however, and levels him with a drop toe-hold, knocking him into the ringside barricade hard! The fans gasp as he hits his head hard, and he almost seems to be unconscious. If not for a slight twinge of the arm, one could very well presume so.

Tiami seems worried for a split second, but ultimately decides to grab him by the waist, before hitting him with a release German suplex on the outside, causing even more damage!

She gets into the ring, and sets up the table in the corner, leaning it against the turnbuckles. Meanwhile, Hunt slowly begins to gather himself, rubbing his palm over his forehead to ease the pain of the tumble he took earlier. He rolls back into the ring, ducks underneath an incoming clothesline and nails Tiami with a mule kick. The self-proclaimed ice-cold bitch doubles over and Hunt follows up with a kneestrike that sends her against the ropes, and hits her with a spinning heel kick on the return.

Hunt grabs her by the hair and pulls her to her feet, before Irish Whipping her towards the corner where the table is! She ends up back-first against the table, but it doesn’t break, luckily for her! Hunt smells an opportunity though, and charges at her, looking to hit his girlfriend with a running kneestrike to send her through the table, but Tiami rolls underneath it, timing it perfectly! Hunt bangs his knee on the table, and is taken aback for a second when…

Dead As Ice!

Tiami hits her finisher on Hunt and they both are sent flying through the table, which breaks like it was made out of cardboard! Corey Miner recognizes it as an offensive move by Tiami and calls for the bell, declaring her the winner!

Winner, by putting opponent through a table at 03:49
–Tiami Erickson–

Underneath the rubble of the table, it looks like Tiami and Hunt are both visibly hurt, but they manage to get up and share a hug in the middle of the ring.

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After the tables match, the fans are met with ‘Warriors’ by Imagine Dragons! None other than Eavan Maloney walks out, much to the delight of the crowd, who are ecstatic at the arrival of the UWC number one contender.

She talks about how James Calhoun betrayed her, after she thought they were friends. And she announces that she’s all healed up, ready to go, and that at Midsummer Massacre she’s coming for payback… and she’ll take his title from him!

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Match Five – Single’s match – Canadian Championship Number One Contendership
Drew Stevenson vs. Corporal Punishment

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(Referee: Chuck Aitken)

Having locked up in a collar and elbow tie up, Stevenson shows his speed as he quickly places Corporal Punishment into a headlock and then throws him over his hip with a headlock takedown while applying a seated headlock. Applying more pressure on to Corporal’s head, he manages to get close enough to the ropes so that he can place his foot on the bottom rope. Upon doing so, the referee tells Stevenson to release the hold which he does immediately.

With both men back to their feet, they begin to feel one another out, to see what the other person has to offer and as they go to embrace in another collar and elbow tie up; Corporal is much faster this time as he pulls the same move Stevenson did, a headlock into a headlock takedown. Feeling the pressure on his head, Stevenson manages to fight to his feet as Corporal refuses to let go. Wrapping his hands around the chiseled abdomen of Corporal, he hoists him up into a backdrop, bridged into a pin as referee Chuck Aitken quickly slides in to make the count.

One…

Two…

Th…

Pressing his shoulder off of the canvas right before the three, Corporal releases the headlock as both men quickly get to their feet and stare each other down. Circling around each other, both men trying to find a weakness in the other in this very intense game of chess.

The crowd seems to be evenly split as chants for both Drew Stevenson and Corporal Punishment can be heard sprinkled throughout. The former lunges forward, but seeing nothing abandons the attempt, choosing instead to maintain a strong defense. Punishment shoots, but is quickly avoided by Stevenson.

The soldier ends up sprawled on the canvas. Drew looks to take advantage, but the military veteran quickly scrambles to his feet. Just when it looks like he might have escaped harm, however, he turns and finds himself nearly face to face with his opponent. The larger man grabs the corporal in a Muay Thai clinch and begins to attack his abdomen with vicious knees.

One!

The crowd counts along.

Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven!

Finally, after what seems a long time, Drew drops his doubled over opponent with a hard DDT. He rolls him over for the cover.
1
2

Punishment lifts his shoulder. Ever the cerebral wrestler, Drew can see there is still a lot of fight in this soldier. He assists him to his feet only to take him down once more with a suplex. Punishment arches his back in pain as he connects with the mat.

Corporal Punishment is trying to cover up while simultaneously trying to wriggle free of the larger man above him. Drew Stevenson is all over his opponent, making this look like an ill-advised match-up.
Chuck Aitken does have the best seat in the house, closely monitoring the action in the ring. He says something to the soldier to which Corporal Punishment simply grits his teeth and shakes his head no.
And at that moment, with what may have been every ounce of strength he has left, Corporal Punishment pushes his opponent off of him.
Stumbling back since Corporal pushed him away, Stevenson is quick on the prowl, like a hungry Lion seeking its prey. As he walks up to Corporal, he gets rolled up in an impromptu small package as Chuck quickly drops down to make the count.

One…

Two…

Kicking out and rolling over to his knees, Corporal manages to get to his knees as well as he rears back and punches Stevenson right in the jaw which causes the veteran to fall onto his back while clutching his jaw in pain.

Having utilized his time correctly, Corporal used the ropes to get back to his feet and as Stevenson did the same, he is dropped back to the canvas with a clothesline. Immediately climbing to his feet, he is yet again dropped down to the canvas with a stiff clothesline as Corporal let’s out a loud war cry which gets these people into the match even further.

Using the ropes to get back to his feet, Stevenson is now standing in the turnbuckle as a large smile comes over the face of Corporal. With Stevenson momentarily shaking out the proverbial cobwebs, Corporal runs across the ring, directed at Stevenson who is currently dazed and disoriented from all of those clotheslines.

Dazed, Drew staggers away from the ropes a little. The soldier sees his chance and charges. Suddenly and without warning Stevenson dodges out of the way, he lured Punishment in by playing possum! The soldier goes between the second and top rope. His shoulder hits with a loud clang.

Drew grabs the military man and plants him with a sidewalk slam. He then helps him back up only to dropping him again with a fisherman’s suplex. He then bridges his back as he goes for the pin.
Chuck drops to the mat for the count.

One

Two

Just in time the corporal shoots a shoulder up!
Releasing his grip from around the waist of Corporal, he rolls away onto his knees and simply smirks at the resilience of the soldier.

Getting to his feet, he pulls Corporal up to his as well and from out of nowhere, the young soldier leaps into the air and kicks Stevenson right in the head with an enziguri which drops Stevenson to the canvas, hard, as he holds his head in pain.

Managing to roll on his hands and knees, he shakes his head, and then begins to climb to his feet when yet again, from out of nowhere, here comes Corporal with a springboard Moonsault onto Stevenson and as both men go down, Corporal hooks that leg.

One…

Two…

Thre…

NO! Managing to kick out, Corporal rolls off of Stevenson and is quick to his feet, stalking Stevenson who is crawling over to the ropes to use them as leverage to pull himself up to his feet. Having pulled himself up to his feet, he turns around in a stumbling manner as Corporal is ready to go on the assault again.
Major Payne can barely contain himself on the outside of the ring. He is watching as his nephew is embroiled in a back and forth battle with Drew Stevenson and his inability to participate is killing him. Corporal Punishment sees that he has Drew staggered and is ready to launch another assault.

Three quarters of the way across the canvas the corporal launches himself. With his muscular arm outstretched he catches Drew across the chest, sending him backwards. Drew hits the ropes and then continues through to the floor below! Corporal Punishment rises from the canvas as Chuck Aitken begins the count.

One!
Two!
Three!

The three announcers, Major Payne, and the crowd all look on as the soldier climbs the ring post. Major Payne is beside himself, begging his nephew not to do this.

Outside the ring Drew has found his feet, but he is standing on rubbery legs.

Eight!

There is no way he’ll be able to get inside the ring in time. His opponent saves him the count out, however, as he leaps from the ring post. Drew turns in time to see the human projectile coming his way. Due only to instinct he is able to step to the side and then use Punishment’s momentum to power him into the padding surrounding the ring. Drew, still foggy, is standing over the soldier’s prone body. And Chuck is continuing the new count.
One…

Bending down and grabbing Corporal by his short hair, Stevenson brings him up to his feet and rolls him into the ring from underneath the bottom rope. Rolling into the ring as well, Stevenson does the smart thing and quickly hooks the leg as referee Chuck Aitken drops down to make the count.

One…

Two…

Thre…

Pressing his shoulder off of the canvas, showing great resilience yet again, Corporal lies on his right side as Stevenson quickly rolls him onto his back and hooks the leg again.

One…

Two…

Thre…

Right before the referee can slap the canvas for the third and final time, Corporal manages to get his shoulder off of the canvas once again. As Corporal is lying on the canvas, Stevenson quickly applies a headlock which draws the air right out of his lungs.

Beginning to fade, Stevenson keeps the hold applied as Chuck gets on his knees and notices that Corporal seems to be unconscious. Grabbing him by the wrist, he lifts his arm into the air as it falls.

One

The fans begin counting along with the referee who held up one finger, he grabs him by the wrist again and as he lifts his arm again, it falls for a second time as Chuck holds up two fingers now as the fans count along.

Two

Looking down, Chuck grabs the wrist of Corporal for a third and final time. Lifting it into the air, he releases…

Punishment’s arm begins its final descent but before it falls completely the corporal catches it and lifts it high. Outside the ring Major Payne begins pounding the apron then turns to the crowd to get them chanting the corporal’s name. Back inside the ring the soldier’s arm starts shaking as he begins to rise to his feet.

Stevenson tries to hold his foe down but the fires up GI gets to one knee then fires several hard elbows into Drew’s ribs. Finally freeing himself Punishment runs to the ropes and bounces back for leverage to flatten Stevenson with a clothesline. The soldier rebounds and comes back to take Drew off his feet once more! The newly revitalized Punishment comes in for a third but Drew ducks the attack and lifts the Corporal up!
HT3! The huge spinebuster lays Punishment flat on his back and Drew hooks the leg, going for the cover.

1
2
3!

Winner, by pinfall at 15:35 and the new N°1 contender for the Canadian Championship
–Drew Stevenson–

After a long and exhausting match Drew Stevenson has his arm raised by the referee. The crowd cheers, not just the victor but the great match they just witnessed! Another great match and an excellent result for Drew Stevenson, who has skyrocketed his way into number one contendership for the Canadian Championship!

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Before the next match is kicked off, the UWE Universe ihears Amaranthe’s Nexus blast through the speakers, signalling the arrival of OTT’s General Manager, Lara Pegorino. She holds a bag, container two unknown objects, and she walks to the ring.

Once there, she gets a microphone and addresses the crowd. She says that after Midsummer Massacre, UWE will host a tag team tournament, to crown inaugural tag team champions. And not just any tag team champions… As a proud tag team competitor herself, she is honored to announce that the winners of the tournament will be the proud holders of the:

UWE Universal Tag Team Championships

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She holds the new titles, inspired by the former Rising Star Championship, up into the air for all to see. The crowd cheers, as Lara takes her leave.

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Match Six – Tag Team Match
Mike Rosati & Asylum vs. Lucilla & Ruby

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(Referee: Claudia Morello)

To everybody’s surprise, Ruby is all alone. Before ringing the bell, Morello asks Ruby if she’s certain she wants this match to continue, as her designated tag team partner isn’t here. Ruby nods, claiming that she’ll see this through, come what may.

On the other end of the ring however, sworn enemies Asylum and Rosati are already getting into a heated debate while deciding on who can start things off against the tiny Canadian. The ‘debate’ is ‘heated’, and before the first fists startflying, Morello shows her bravery by stepping in between the two legendary UWE performers and splitting them apart. She tells Rosati to step onto the apron, making the decision for them, and a disgusted Mike has no choice but to comply.

As Ruby and Asylum stand in the middle of the ring, Claudia calls for the bell and the match is underway. Asylum immediately seeks to run Ruby over like a freight train. But in his attempt to bowl her over, he walks into a hurricanrana counter, with Ruby displaying great speed and leaping ability! As Asylum lands on the back of his neck, Ruby grabs his legs for the pin instead of letting him roll through.

ONE!

TWO!

*CLOCK!*

Rosati came charging in with a diving European uppercut, and he smashes his fist into Ruby’s face, breaking up the pin. Morello tells Rosati to get out immediately, but while she is distracted, Asylum drags Ruby to the bottom rope, places her head over it, and starts a blatant illegal chokehold by pressing his foot into the back of her neck. It’s not until Rosati is back on the apron, taking his sweet time, that Morello notices it, and she immediately starts a count. Asylum milks it for all its worth, not giving up on the choke until the count of four.

As he finally relinquishes the hold, Ruby gasps for air, and a red mark of ropeburn can clearly be seen across her throat. She coughs, wanting to grasp her throat, but Asylum is in first! He wraps his massive hands around her seemingly tender throat, and effortlessly lifts her up! His maniacal laughter echoes throughout the Auditorium, as he walks around the ring with Ruby in his one hand. She might as well have been hanging from a noose, but she does not give in. She wraps her legs around Asylum’s head, shiFts her weight, and reverses it into another hurricanrana, bringing the big man down and sending him into his own corner, where Rosati immediately tags himself in!

The Hall of Famer hops over the top rope, and nails Ruby with a clothesline to the back of her head. She is brought down, and Rosati runs over to the nearest turnbuckle that is the farthest away from his tag partner, who has assumed a position on the apron, much to his discontent. He climbs it and leaps, going for a picture perfect moonsault. But Ruby rolls to her back and gets her knees up, hitting the former Maddogg in the gut!

Rosati rolls off of her and squirms in pain as Ruby now recovers, the shift in momentum giving her a much needed adrenaline boost. She hits Rosati with a standing 450 splash, and it gets the crowd all fired up. Feeding off their energy, she springboards off of the bottom rope, hitting a lionsault, and she goes for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Rosati kicks out! Ruby anxiously looks at Asylum, who is still in his own corner, relatively well behaved. The tiny Canadian hits Rosati with a series of double legdrops, each draining his strength bit by bit. She eventually grabs his hair, pulls him up, and measure him up for the Ruby in the Rough! But it is then that the crowd warns her of impending doom. And a good thing they did! She turns around just in time to see Asylum charging in with a Spear! She rolls out of the way and Asylum nails Rosati, flattening him. Asylum gets up immediately, looking for Ruby, but when he finally sees her, the only thing he feels is her knee to his skull as she nails him with the Ruby in the Rough!

Asylum tumbles to the outside under the impact. With Rosati the legal man, and Asylum on the outside, she smells her opportunity. She ascends the nearest turnbuckle, Rosati her target, and leaps!

Ruby-red Death!

UWE’s resident sweetheart wastes no time going for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Winner, by pinfall at 07:01
–Ruby–

The bell rings and once again Ruby’s jaw drops in amazement. Once again she has overcome the odds, albeit with a little help from Asylum this time.
Morello raises her hand and Ruby hugs her in response, before rolling out of the ring under the deafening cheers of the UWE audience.

Inside the ring, Rosati finally recovers. And it seems like Asylum is none too pleased with what hust happened. Both seem to blame each other for the loss, with Asylum asking why he didn’t kick out, and Rosati asking why he got hit with a Spear! It doesn’t take long for them to start exchanging blows, both of them clearly wanting to go at it! They start slugging away, but it doesn’t take long for security to rush out and divide the two of them. It takes nearly a dozen men to contain the two, who will meet at Midsummer Massacre in a House of Pain match!

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Main Event – Single’s Match
James Calhoun vs. Wülf Erikson

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(Referee: Chuck Aitken)

Wulf was in the midst of his usual entrance when Calhoun decided to interrupt the theatrics and attack him from behind, but Erikson manages to counter with a surprise head scissors takedown. Wulf continues his offensive with several hard forearms against his foe. Calhoun manages to cover and absorb the brunt of the assault, countering by grabbing hold of Wulf’s hair and throwing him to the ground with a rough Biel Toss. The cowboy follows up by lifting his half brother to his feet and sending him into the corner.
As Erikson hits the turnbuckle he is followed in by Calhoun, who lands a harsh chop across the silver bullet’ s chest. As the chop connects the crowd yells out with a loud WOO! Calhoun follows up with a second, then a third! Wulf’s chest is looking brought red from the hard attacks but the cowboy shows no sign of stopping as he pulls back for another.
Before the next chop lands however Wulf shoots in a hard back elbow. The cowboy reels back and Erikson jumps into the second turnbuckle, leaping off to hit a hard drop kick that puts Calhoun onto his back.
Calhoun is quick to his feet and charges in at Wulf who leap frogs over his foe. James hits the ropes and comes back in for a clothesline, this time Wulf ducks under and performs a spinning back kick that puts Calhoun down again.
Erikson rushes to the ropes and attempts a springboard moonsault, but his target rolls out of the way leaving Wulf to belly flop onto empty canvas.

Erikson is back to his feet but before he can try and mount another offensive he is kicked hard in the back of the knee. Wulf buckles slightly but stays upright. As he tries to recover Calhoun continues his assault, delivering kick after kick to his brother’s knee.
Calhoun backs up and gets a little bit of a running start before putting Wulf back down with a drop kick to the knee. As the Silver Bullet grabs his knee the cowboy grabs hold of the other leg and attempts a knee smash.
Wulf writes as the knee is slammed into the ground. The cowboy reaches to do it again but Erikson counters with a drop toe hold. The silver bullet attempts an Indian death kick but Calhoun manages to overpower his opponent and escapes.
Both wrestlers scramble to their feet and come in at one another. Calhoun attempts an arm drag but the quicker Wulf avoids the throw and counters with a snapmare followed up by a stiff kick to the spine. Wulf gets a running start and hits Calhoun with a rolling cutter, covering his prone for quickly.
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No! The count it gets to two before Calhoun gets a shoulder up.

Wulf lifts Calhoun who slams a hard fist into the silver bullets stomach. The Callous One attempts a lariat but Wulf matrix dives out of the way before following up with a huricarana and attempting another pin! Once again Calhoun escapes at two and the action continues.
Wulf drags James to his feet and lands a jaw breaker. Erikson continues the assault and brings his opponent up once more to attempt a swinging neck breaker. Calhoun manages to free an arm and lifts Wulf into his shoulder before performing a sit out dominator! Calhoun isn’t finishes yet as a cruel smile crosses his face the cowboy begins launching hard punches into Wulf’s face until the younger wrestler sports a crimson mask.

Darlington laughs as the Callous One puts his boot heel against Erikson’s forehead and grinds hard into the sound. The fans here loudly as the red begins counting for Calhoun. Once the champ hears the four count he lets up and lifts Wulf by the dreads.

Wulf lets out a loud oof as he slams into a turnbuckle. He’s followed in by his half-brother who plants a hard clothesline into his foe. Calhoun then climbs to the second turnbuckle and begins raining down punches as the crowd counts.

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Calhoun climbs to the top turnbuckle and leaps off, slamming his elbow down onto Wulf’s heas for the tenth blow. Erikson collapses against the ropes and slides down to sitting position.

Calhoun charges in to try and slam into the prone Wulf but at the last moment Erikson rolls away leaving Calhoun to eat turnbuckle. As the cowboy bounces back Wulf launches a hard spinning kick the puts his opponent face first into the corner once more.

Erikson grabs hold of Calhoun’s head and begins beating his face against the turnbuckle as the crowd again counts.
123!
Wulf begins battering Calhoun’s face against the second turnbuckle!
456!
He moves down to the third!
789!
Wulf lifts his staggered for to his feet and grabs hold of his head, leaping into the air to perform a hard bulldog onto the mat. As he kicks up he holds up ten fingers and the crowd goes wild in cheers.
WULFIE! WULFIE! WULFIE!
Wulf lays across Calhoun in another pin attempt but the stubborn cowboy locks out. Frustrated Wulf pounds the mat then begins to lift Calhoun by the hair. The Callous One hits Wulf hard in the gut and follows up with a hard DDT and a pin attempt.
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The bloody and tired Wulf manages to break the three count as the crowd cheers wildly.
Angry that his victory was denied Calhoun begins launching hard punches into his brother’s face that only open his sound further before attempting another pin.
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Erikson escapes!
Calhoun stands and begins yelling angrily out at the crowd who boos the cowboy. Blowing off their jeers Calhoun heads to the corner to undo the turnbuckle pad but is cut off by the ref. As the cowboy and the official argue Wulf surprises Calhoun with a poisonrana into a pin attempt.
Two and a half and Calhoun is out! He attempts to shake off the cobwebs and get to his feet.
Calhoun tries for a punt kick as Wulf is getting up but Erikson blocks and sweeps the cowboys leg before hitting a moonsault! He follows up with a reverse rolling thunder into another pin attempt!
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Denied again! What will it take to put them away?
The exhausted silver bullet gets to his feet again and this time runs at his downed foe and leaps into the air to attempt a flipping legdrop but Calhoun moves! The cowboy lifts Wulf by the dreads and flings him into the corner. Once there Calhoun begins laying into Wulf with hard chop after chop. The crowd wood with each hit and soon Erikson’s chest looks like hamburger!
In a surprising display of flexibility Calhoun puts his boot into Wulf’s windpipe and chokes until he hears a four count. The wicked cowboy grabs hold of the groggy Wulf’s hair and tries to slam his head into the turnbuckle but Wulf blocks with his foot against the ropes and staggers Calhoun with a back elbow.
Wulf follows up with a springboardrana into a cover!
Two again! It must be the number of the day!

The silver bullet begins to pull his opponent to his feet when Calhoun launches three hard punches into Wulf’s stomach. The cowboy gets to his feet then dives in for a hard chopping block that drops Wulf on his back.
Calhoun lifts Wulf’s leg before dropping an elbow into his knee. Wulf writes in pain as the cowboy stands to do it again.
The Callous One begins to wrap Wulf up into a figure four but Erikson kicks hard with his good leg and sends Calhoun stumbling back. Wulf tries to get up but the abuse to his leg has made him slow. Calhoun moves close and begins taunting his brother who is trying to crawl for the ropes.

Calhoun: C’mon, Wulf, get up! Get up you weak lil sum’bitch!

The silver bullet gets to a corner and begins climbing slowly up the ropes as the fans cheer and his brother mockingly eggs him on.
Wulf gets to his feet by climbing up the turnbuckles. Calhoun charges in to slam into his foe but Wulf’s hand grabs hold of the turnbuckle pad Calhoun had loosened and falls back, taking the pad with him. The cowboy slams face first into the now exposed steel! It looks like a train wreck with both men on the ground!

Calhoun gets to a knee at the same time Wulf is dragging himself up with the ropes. The silver bullet tries to advance but is slowed by the limp Calhoun had given him. The Callous One manages to stand and grabs hold of Wulf, pulling him into an attempted lasso punch. Wulf ducks under and shoots a knee into Calhoun’s ribs before…
Wits end! Calhoun hits the mat hard and Wulf rolls in for the cover.
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Winner, by pinfall at 15:38
–Wülf Erikson–

Wulf gets the pin! Slowly he tries to stand to celebrate, the crowd cheering and chanting his name, when a surprise shot from behind drops Erikson!
The fans boo as Bryan Blaze begins to stomp the prone Wulf hard. Erikson tries to get up but after his long match is hardly able to stand.

Meanwhile Calhoun uses the ropes to get to his feet and sees Blaze attacking his helpless brother. The Callous One looks between them then suddenly drops down to the mat and rolls out of the ring! James Calhoun retrieve a his belt and walks up the ramp as if nothing is happening while Bryan continues to kick and punch the unconscious Wulf Erikson as the show comes to a close!

Midsummer Massacre is up next! July 23rd, don’t forget to tune in!

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Quick Results:
°Caliee Adams def. Justin Lust by pinfall
°Danny Oliver def. Bryan Blaze by pinfall
°Just Plain Better def. The Nashville Starlets by pinfall
°JTX def. Marcus LeVine by pinfall
°Tiami Erikson def. Timothy Hunt by putting Hunt through a table
°Drew Stevenson def. Corporal Punishment by pinfall
°Ruby def. Asylum & Mike Rosati (pinned) by pinfall
°Wülf Erikson def. James Calhoun by pinfall

UWE Over the Top XXI in Vancouver

Results

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

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Twenty-One is now not just Adele’s 2nd album.! 

Location:
UWE Studios, Vancouver 
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Over the Top XXI is set to be one of the best shows in recent memory. With Ruby making her solo return to the ring facing Sorrow, tempers will be sure to run high. Not just that, but James Calhoun is looking for vindication against the debuting Brute Rockne, the former Superbowl MVP. Another one making her UWE debut is Caliee Adams, who faces the Steampunk Warrior Eavan Maloney, who has been on a tear through UWE as of late! And we will also get the first sight of Torment, as Tasha Jones takes on the pink-haired Superstar, a man she called trash, JTX! But can she take him out like trash???
With the legendary Drew Stevenson facing his friend, Wülf Erikson, and both men looking to put on a five star classic, it seems like tonight will ha e no shortage of great matches. Because Marcus LeVine will hope to continue his winning streak against the former Special Forces member, Corporal Punishment!
And to top it all off, we have The Armenian Beas(t defending his title against none other than Michael Kelly, The Chosen One. Strap yourselves in, kids. It’s going to be one hell of a ride!

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Show Opener – Single’s Match
Marcus LeVine vs. Corporal Punishment

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(Referee: Claudia Morello)

As Morello calls for the bell, and the first match of the night is underway, Corporal Punishment doesn’t hesitate at all. He charges forward as if he’s Thor fighting in defense of Asgard. The Canadian, not wanting to let the fight come to him, charges forward as well.

They meet in the center of the ring and lock up. They grapple for position. Marcus immediately takes the advantage, forcing Corporal Punishment nearly down to one knee. The Corporal, perhaps spurred on by the crowd’s support, recovers and then begins to force Marcus down to one knee. LeVine, seeing his advantage evaporating, lifts a knee into the veteran’s gut. Then another. He follows a third knee with a European uppercut which sends Punishment staggering backward. With his opponent on his heels Marcus charges forward, grabs the superstar, and connects with a massive suplex which seems to reverberate throughout the arena.

LeVine goes for an early pin and Morello drops to count but Punishment is up at two! Surprisingly Marcus helps the soldier to his feet but the cruelty behind the kindness is soon apparent as he tosses the corporal into the corner and follows up with a hard shoulder to the stomach. The soldier lets out a grunt of pain.

Speaking of Payne, the major is on the outside of the ring. He slams his hands onto the canvas and yells instructions to his nephew. Using his years of experience in the ring to guide the younger man to what he hopes will be victory in a second straight match.

LeVine continues to batter the soldier on the corner before performing a snap suplex that leaves Punishment writhing in pain. Marcus quickly rolls him over and grabs one leg as he straddles him, yanking it back. Punishment begins to writhe even more as pain wracks his leg. Claudia asks him if he wants to quit, but he simply shakes his head wildly. The soldier begins crawling slowly and reaching out for the rope.

LeVine kept his arm wrapped tight around the leg of Corporal Punishment, his face filled with sadistic pleasure as he pulls back hard every time Corporal tries to get close to the ropes. The Sinister Saint of Sadism takes an opportunity to spin his body around, seemingly looking to turn the Boston Crab into a Grapevine Ankle Lock. As LeVine’s weight is no longer pressuring the corporal, however, all of his tactical training comes into full effect, and with picture perfect timing he twists his body around and strikes LeVine hard at the side of the jaw with a vicious kick.

LeVine clutches at his jaw and stumbles backwards, leaving the corporal plenty of time to get to his feet and charge at LeVine, looking for a powerful clothesline. Marcus wasn’t letting it happen, and with almost no time to prepare he grabbed the arm of Punishment and ducked under. Keeping his grip on, he stood slightly behind Punishment before falling back, hitting a vicious pele kick straight into the shoulder. The Corporal winced and grabbed onto his shoulder, even one of LeVine’s kicks was a powerful shot to deal with. Marcus had spent his entire career training his legs, and before his sadism had become world-renowned, his kicks had done the same.

This was evident by Marcus deciding to continue his assault. Before his opponent could even fully process the pele, Marcus was already sending another vicious kick into the right shoulder, sending a shockwave of pain through Corporal’s body.

This was a chess board, and these kicks were Marcus’s check. He sent another kick, and another groan of pain was let out. The pace became methodical.

With every kick more pain was brought to the right arm, and as Corporal tried hard to block the shots Marcus continued to go either higher or lower than the left hand was already. Marcus was driving Corporal Punishment into the corner, trying hard to break the man’s arm as he continued the assault. With Punishment still clutching his shoulder and sat on the middle turnbuckle, Marcus read his shot. He turned and darted towards the opposite corner, stepping up on the bottom turnbuckle and flipping off the crowd to a chorus of boos.

LeVine gave little attention to the boos as he turned once again and went strong back towards Punishment. Unfortunately, The Emperor of Anarchy had left Corporal with far too much time to recover, and The Headshot Maestro was forced to get headshot by Corporal Punishment, who decked LeVine with a vicious clothesline courtesy of his left arm.

The fans let out a massive pop as Soldier Boy got off the vicious maneuver, literally causing Marcus to backflip off the momentum and land on his stomach. The clothesline had been hit in such a way that Corporal slid to his knees, and as his own momentum stopped he dropped his arms to his side with relief.

Punishment rises back to his feet and lifts Marcus back to his before performing a powerful belly to belly suplex that puts LeVine right back onto the canvas. The Montreal Madman is lifted again and this time whipped into the corner. The corporal follows him over then salutes his uncle who returns it. The crowd cheers as they know what’s coming next. Punishment begins the 21 gun salute slamming Marcus’ head repeatedly into the turnbuckle! As the madman falls Punishment goes for the cover!

At two LeVine kicks out, saving himself from defeat. Punishment takes a deep breath and stands before reaching down for Marcus. LeVine takes the eyes as he stands, gaining a momentary break and a stern rebuke. Marcus ignores both the official’s warning and the crowd’s booing as he drops Punishment with a Pele kick. The madman turns and performs a standing moonsault before trying for a pin of his own.
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As Marcus starts singing Punishment spins out and pushes LeVine away before landing the Boot Camp! Punishment lifts Marcus back up and sends him back into the ropes, putting him onto the top turnbuckle before launching the death from above! LeVine lands with a thud and Punishment rolls him up!

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Winner, by pinfall at 11:36
–Corporal Punishment–

Major Payne jumps into the ring and runs to embrace his nephew as the excited crowd cheers another big victory for the soldier who has vowed to make UWE safe again. LeVine’s first loss in UWE, but the Montreal Maniac has put the entire roster on notice so far… We haven’t heard the last from him!

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Match Two – Single’s Match
Tasha Jones w/Jake Donaldson vs. JTX

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(Referee: Corey Miner)

As the match between JTX and Tasha Jones is about to begin the Nashville Starlets are talking strategy in the corner. Evie drops down after sharing a few words of encouragement with Tasha. Referee Corey is telling Tasha to start the match as she seems a little hesitant. The crowd is so split down the middle that JTX is really fired up. Tasha steps out of her corner and begins to walk clockwise around the ring while JTX is walking in the opposite direction. They lunge forward while locking up in a collar elbow tie up which JTX gets the early advantage. He places Tasha in a side headlock but Tasha is quick with multiple left jabs into JTX’s midsection. He temporarily let’s go of Tasha as she runs the ropes but JTX avoids the attack with a leapfrog as Tasha bounces off the far side. On the return, JTX catches her with a drop toe hold then floating over into a side headlock

JTX slowly starts to add a little pressure behind the headlock as Tasha is already starting to get back up. JTX is trying to keep the young Nashville Starlet down but nothing seems to be working. She does manage to get back up to her feet and repeatedly jams her right forearm directly into his ribcage. As the shots start to loosen up his grip around her neck, she proceeds to grab his arm, twists it into a hammerlock before hoisting him into the air and dropping with a belly to back suplex. JTX lands hard onto his arm as Tasha rolls him over and places the tip of her knee directly into his back while placing his arm into the same hammerlock hold.

Tasha can feel the crowd getting into this match as JTX is starting to stir once again. He does manage to get up to one knee but Tasha cuts him off by somersaulting over him and driving his face directly into the canvas. Tasha immediately jumps back up to her feet bounces off the ropes and comes right back with a basement dropkick which knocks JTX onto his back. Tasha follows it up with a leaping leg drop across his throat. She swings her leg off and gets to one knee while smirking.

JTX takes advantage of Tasha’s confidence and quickly reaches up from underneath and grabs Tasha around the head. Before she knows it, JTX has Tasha cinched up in a small package.
Referee Corey Miner gets down and counts to two before Tasha can kick out.

The two wrestlers get back to their feet and lock up in a collar and elbow. JTX Irish whips Tasha into the ropes. When she bounces back towards JTX, he takes her over with a quick arm drag. Holding onto her arm, JTX puts Tasha in an arm lock as she lay on the canvas. JTX wrenches on Tasha’s arm as he drives his right knee into the side of her head. Tasha struggles to escape the hold, wriggling and writhing on the mat, but she is unable to break free.

After a moment, JTX transitions from the arm lock by taking Tasha’s extended left arm and wrapping it around her neck. Tasha is now laying on her stomach with JTX over her forcing her own arm around her neck. They are situated in a modified camel clutch position as JTX uses Tasha’s own arm to cut off the blood flow to her head. He applies a cross face to Tasha with his free arm and begins really squeezing on Tasha’s head and neck. Referee Corey Miner attempts to slide his hand under Tasha’s but it unable to and begins laying a count on JTX to break what may be a choke hold situation. Miner gets to four before JTX releases the hold and backs off. Miner checks on Tasha as her face returns from a deep red to her normal complexion.

Tasha returns to her feet and moves toward JTX. JTX stops her in her tracks by kicking her as hard as he can in the right knee. You can tell the blow hurt a great deal by Tasha’s pained facial expression. Tasha attempts to recover by throwing a punch at JTX’s made up face, but JTX is able to block the strike and counter with a kick to her gut, doubling her over. JTX puts Tasha down with a snap DDT.

With Tasha down, JTX gets up and stands over his opponent’s prone body sneering at her. He then turns his attention to Tasha’s stable mate Evie Daniels who is at ringside frantically encouraging her friend to get up and fight back. JTX smiles at Evie Daniels before blowing a kiss to her and winking. JTX exchanges taunting words with Evie as the audience in the UWE Studios Arena boo and jeer the skirt wearing superstar.

As JTX’s attention is on Evie, Tasha uses it to scoot across the ring while still clutching her right knee. She reaches the corner and stays in a seated position. She works her leg back and forth trying to get the blood flowing again as she shakes the cobwebs loose. JTX slowly turns around to see Tasha seated in the corner. A sick, perverted smile comes across his face as he stands in the opposite corner, does some weird taunt before running across the ring. He leaps into the air looking for a bronco buster but Tasha moves out of the way in the nick of time. JTX lands crotch first onto the second turnbuckle as Tasha finally makes it back up to her feet.

She sees JTX and starts firing off kicks to the square of his back. Each kick rings out throughout the arena as Tasha grabs him by the head and pulls him out with a neckbreaker. The back of JTX’s head smacks the canvas as Tasha gets into a mounted position. Referee Corey Miner checks both of JTX’s shoulders at it appears to be a pinning predicament. He slides into position but Tasha lifts JTX’s head up. She starts firing off multiple right hands to his head as the crowd starts to get behind her. Tasha lands one final blow before she starts biting at JTX’s forehead.

Corey Miner is trying to get Tasha off of JTX as he begins to count. He reaches the count of four as Tasha releases JTX’s head. She gets back up to her feet, spits out a few pieces of flesh while smirking at Evie. Evie claps her hands as JTX is slowly getting back up to his feet. Tasha notices it and comes running at him while connecting with a sharp knee to the side of his head. JTX crumples back down as Tasha takes this opportunity to step on both of his knees, slaps him in the ribs before grabbing both of his wrists. She rocks back and forth before falling back to the canvas and bringing JTX up with a Mexican Surfboard.

Tasha sets JTX back down onto his knees while hooking him into a modified full nelson. Corey is standing in front of JTX asking if he wants to give up. Tasha keeps the pressure applied as JTX looks to be fading. Tasha looks at Evie before hooking JTX with a couple of fish hooks. Tasha finally breaks the hold as JTX is lying on his stomach and she is back up to her feet. Her right knee is still a little unsteady as she rolls out of the ring.

From his stomach, JTX watches as Tasha walks around the ringside area shaking her leg. JTX silently crawls on his forearms and shins towards the ropes and slides under them out to the floor.
Tasha is trying to work the kinks out of her knee as she walks gingerly towards her stable mate. Evie tries to warn Tasha that JTX is running up behind her but her frantic warnings come too late, as JTX shoves Tasha hard in the back and sends her forward abruptly, colliding with Evie and sending the ladies hard into the steel ring steps.

JTX grabs Tasha by the hair and pulls her back to her feet. He grabs her arm and Irish whips Tasha into the retaining barrier that separates the fans from the ringside area. Tasha crashes back first into the barrier. Grimacing and grabbing her back, Tasha crumbles to the arena floor. Fans pound and slap on the barrier as they encourage Tasha to get up.

JTX looks over his shoulder and down at Evie as she squirms on the ground near the base of the steel ring steps she was smashed into when Tasha was suddenly shoved into her. Evie is holding her left knee and shooting daggers at JTX with her eyes. JTX winks and blows a kiss at Evie, causing the fans to boo and Evie to get even angrier. JTX then moves back to Tasha as she lay at the base of the retaining barrier in a heap. JTX stomps Tasha before running his hands through his hot pink hair and flicking the sweat from his brow and head down at Tasha with his fingers. The fans at ringside are disgusted by this and let JTX know it. They jeer and taunt JTX as he stands over Tasha looking out into the crowd and shaking his head.

JTX: “Poor little Natasha. It didn’t have to be this way, y’know. She brought this on herself.”

The skirt wearing grappler looks down at Tasha as she starts to stir and smirks at her with a furrowed brow.

JTX: “You hear me, little girl? It didn’t have to be this way. I didn’t want it this way, but now I’ve got to make an example out of you!”

As JTX reaches down at Tasha she responds to him by punching him in the stomach. Not satisfied, Tasha pulls back and socks him hard in the gut again. JTX is staggered back by this. Tasha is able to make it back to her feet, but her right knee is still shaky. Seeing JTX fazed by her stiff gut punches, Tasha hauls off and slaps JTX right across his made up face as hard as she can. Spit comes flying out of the pink mouth of JTX as Tasha slaps the taste right out of it. Riled up by the approving cheers of the crowd, Tasha attempts to slap JTX again, but he is able to deflect the blow with his forearm and kicks Tasha straight in her right kneecap again. He then shoves her hard back up against the barrier.

As Tasha rebounds off of the barrier arching her aching back, JTX lunges in right shoulder first and picks Tasha up into his arms by the back of her thighs. JTX then turns around with Tasha in hand and smashes her spine first up against the nearest steel ring post, squashing her between his own chest and the unforgiving metal pillar and leaving Tasha laying next to the ring in a heap.

JTX notices Referee Corey Miner demanding the action return to the ring and his slow but methodical count is about to reach nine, so JTX slides back into the ring under the bottom rope. Once he gets back to his feet he backs the referee up and straightens the collar on his striped shirt, breaking his count and resetting it. JTX walks back over to the ropes above where Tasha is laying and taunts her by pantomiming a crying baby.

As JTX is focused on taunting and mocking Tasha with his back turned towards her, she takes a deep breath before reaching her arms back behind her head and kipping up to her feet. Adrenaline is starting to flow through her veins as the pain in Tasha’s right knee seeming vanishes for a second or two. The crowd comes unglued as JTX is startled by the sudden cheers. He bows thinking they are for him but as he turns around he gets met with a strong forearm across his jaw. The shot rocks JTX back a bit as Tasha fires off another forearm shiver this time with her left forearm. After the fifth forearm shiver, Tasha grabs JTX by his pink hair and rams him face first into the steel ring post. He bounces off as Tasha uses the steel ring steps as a springboard while grabbing him by the head and driving him face first into the arena floor.

The crowd is solidly behind her as Tasha pays them no mind. Corey Miner is ordering for Tasha to get the action back into the ring. She rolls back into the ring and gets right into Corey’s face. She starts to argue with him over something. As this is going on, Evie picks JTX up by his skirt and flings him straight into the barricade. JTX bounces off hard as Evie catches him flush with a savate kick to his mush. Tasha continues to keep Corey’s attention as Evie picks JTX up and flings her back into the ring while rubbing her leg.
Tasha smirks as she moves around Corey and connects with a sliding knee to the side of JTX’s head. Tasha yanks him away and goes for a pin attempt. Corey slides into position and manages to reach a count of two before JTX rolls his shoulder up. Tasha slaps the canvas while getting up to her feet and telling the referee to count faster. When Tasha turns back around JTX catches her with a quick Northern lights suplex and bridges into a pinning combination. As Corey is counting, Evie reaches in and places Tasha’s foot on the bottom rope. She yells as Corey sees the foot and stops the count.

JTX rolls over onto his stomach and pushes himself back up to his feet. JTX goes to pick Tasha up by her long hair but Tasha counters with a straight open palm strike across his face. JTX reels as Tasha grabs him by the arm, looks to shot him off but catches him with a Japanese arm drag. JTX pops back up, runs toward her only to get met with a belly to belly suplex. Tasha shakes her knee a bit as her confidence is getting stronger. She lifts JTX’s up and flings him back over the top rope. He tries to hook the top rope. Tasha grabs at her leg as Corey turns to check on her. With Corey distracted, Evie manages to whack JTX across the chest with her belt which causes him to let go of the ropes.

JTX comes tumbling onto the ring apron and lands awkwardly on his rump before using the top rope to help pull himself back to his feet. With JTX now standing on the apron outside of the ropes reaches with both hands around JTX left boot in an attempt to pull him down. He puts a stop to this interference with the sole of his right boot directly to Evie’s nose, causing Evie to release his left leg and fall to the floor holding her face.

Upon seeing this, Tasha storms over to JTX’s position, possibly in an attempt to shove him or grapple him, but instead JTX uses the ropes to springboard back into the ring over Tasha’s head into a sunset flip! Tasha’s shoulders are down and Referee Corey Miner counts one… two… before Tasha claps her legs together on JTX’s head to break up the pinfall attempt.

JTX, standing up with Tasha’s legs in hand, crosses one of her legs over the other before turning her over in one of his signature holds, the Tampa Cloverleaf, taught to him by the master of that hold (as the Texas Cloverleaf) and his trainer Dean Malenko. JTX has Tasha’s legs twisted in a pretzel and her back bending back the way it isn’t supposed to bend.

Tasha is in visible pain as JTX has his Tampa Cloverleaf submission locked in tight in the center of the ring. Referee Corey Miner is down at Tasha’s eye level asking the Nashville Starlet if she wants to give up. JTX pulls back and synches down on the hold, causing Tasha to let out a loud yell of agony as she fights not only to find a way out of this hold, but to keep herself in this match.

Evie holding her nose, leaps up onto the ring apron which somehow distracts the referee. Corey gets up from his position to tell her get down off the apron. Tasha is tapping the mat but Corey doesn’t it.

Blake looks again and sees Corey still dealing with Evie on the ring apron. JTX releases the hold and begins to celebrate as Tasha had tapped out. However he notices Evie on the apron with Corey as he realizes the match is still going on. Tasha grabs a hold of her lower back and crawls toward the bottom rope. Her eyes are welling up with tears but her heart continues to pump. JTX pushes Corey to the side and orders Evie to get down. Evie shakes her head as Tasha slowly gets back up to her feet. JTX turns to see her and makes a run towards her. JTX leaps off his feet as Tasha pulls down the top rope which causes JTX to fall out of the ring. Tasha still is holding her back as she slips out underneath the ropes.

JTX is slowly getting back up to his feet as Tasha fires off a jumping high knee to the back of his head. JTX stumbles forward as Tasha gets up onto the ring apron. She measures him before running along and connecting with a rolling cannonball. She rolls through and stays on one knee as JTX grabs at his head. Tasha then grabs him by the right arm and slams it against the steel ring post. She proceeds to do it again and again as the crowd is going crazy. She keeps control over the arm as she drops all of her weight down onto his extended arm. JTX quickly grabs his arm as Evie watches from the other side. She sees the dark look in Tasha’s eyes as she covers her own mouth.

Tasha fights off the pain as she tries to deadlift him off the ground. The pain in her back is too much as she barely lifts his head. She yells in his face before driving the sole of her boot right down onto his head. Tasha then flings him by his hair as his neck and back land hard against the ring post. Tasha then slides back into the ring, grabs both of his arms and yanks them back while keeping him pinned against the ring post.

Corey instructs her to let go as he begins to count. He reaches the count of four as Tasha finally releases JTX’s arms. She stands back up as her face tells the tale. Pain will not stop this woman from teaching JTX a lesson. She rolls out of the ring, picks JTX up onto her shoulders before dropping him head and chest first across the ring apron. JTX grabs at his throat as she connects with a dropkick which sends JTX back into the ring apron. She catches him on the way down and wraps both of his arms around his own throat. She walks JTX around the ring as the crowd looks on. She stops before shouting profanities into his ear. She leaps forward and drives him face first into the steel steps.

A collective gasp comes over the audience as Evie looks on with horror in her eyes. Tasha lifts JTX up and flings him into the ring. She follows him inside and drops a leg drop right across his throat. She then proceeds to turn him over and grabs his arm. She then flips over while keeping control over his arm.
The hot pink grappler yells out but refuses to tap from the submission. Using a trick learned from sparring with Brazilian Jujitsu black belt Steve Sloan JTX manages to roll out of the armbar and to freedom. The two wrestlers get to their feet and Tasha throws a hard punch but her opponent manages to duck inside and…

Jaw Dropper out of nowhere! Tasha got caught slightly off guard and JTX wastes no time pinning Jones…

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3!

Winner, by pinfall at 31:42
–JTX–

The bell rings, and Evie helps her partner out of the ring as the skirt wearing victor holds an arm up. What a match!!! JTX is seemingly exhausted, with Tasha Jones giving him all he could handle, and then some. But in the end, the savvy in-ring vet and world class mat technician managed to squeeze in his finisher for the win. Still, a marathon match like this proves Tasha Jones belongs here. This is surely only beginning for her and her fellow members of Torment.
Meanwhile, JTX seems very proud of his accomplishment. His celebration is short lived however as Danny Oliver jumps over the barrier and rushes into the ring!

JTX turns at the noise of the crowd as they tear the roof off the building once more, but after a grueling match his reflexes aren’t at their peak and Oliver begins throwing hard forearm shots at the grappler. Surprised but far from completely helpless JTX fires back and the two begin exchanging blows. Danny’s weight and JTX’s fatigue begin to play against the pink haired wrestler who soon finds himself in a corner. The red tries to break them up but the younger Oliver shows the official to the ground hard. Taking advantage of the distraction JTX hits Danny hard and frees himself from the corner as the larger man reels. Security is rushing into the ring to break the brawl up as both men fight in vain to get back at one another.

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Match Three – Single’s match
Drew Stevenson vs. Wülf Erikson

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(Referee: Chuck Aitken)

Once Drew and Wulf respectfully shake hands and then proceed to circle each other, UWE Studios gets louder with their rhythmic hand clapping and thumping on the barricade walls encouraging them to lock up, and they ERUPT as they’re not disappointed..

They start with a collar and elbow tie up in the middle, Stevenson with the size advantage able to hustle behind Wulf for a full nelson.. There’s a roll of laughter as Wulf stomps on Drew’s foot forcing Drew to release before cheering as Wulf leaps up and takes Drew over with a flying snapmare and immediately locks Drew up in a body scissors and tries to turn him over for more leverage..

But Stevenson easily breaks free and both men get to their feet! The fans POP as they stand up in a fighting stance and they lock up once more..

Drew Stevenson continues with an arm wringer! He wrings it once more and causes Wulf to flip onto his back, but he keeps it cinched in! There’s another POP as Wulf kips up to his feet with a grunt and manages to reverse the arm wringer and then transform it into an arm drag attempt, but Drew blocks it and drops Wulf with an arm drag of his own..

Wulf gets back to his feet, and Wulf catches Drew in a Japanese arm drag as he lunges for another! There is a huge POP once again as Wulf rolls back and follows up with a standing moonsault for a cover attempt.. Was that a reverse rolling thunder??

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There’s a laugh from the crowdas Wulf launches when Drew kicks out with gusto! Both men get back to their feet with the rabid fans cheering them on.

Another lock up follows, with Stevenson managing an irish whip… duck down and a leapfrog by Erikson, but it gets turned into a hiptoss! There’s a rolling cheer as Wulf launches up and over Drew’s shoulder and goes for the neckbreaker.. But two quick and painful elbow jabs in the ribs soon take the wind out of Wulf’s sails! Stevenson in control now, swinging Wulf around, before hooking him up and chupping Wulf across the chest in the dragon suplex. Drew seems to be going for a reverse suplex, but…

There is a cheer from the fans as they see Wulf’s feet link around Drew’s neck, managing to swing him around and launch him with a high impact headscissor takedown which sends him crashing into the corner!

Wulf immediately goes for his somersault senton onto Drew in the corner but Drew gets out of the way!! Wulf is now strung up in the tree of woe!”

There is a mixed reaction from the fans as Drew starts laying into Wulf with stomps and left and right jabs.. Vancouver likes their Wülfie!
Really laying into Wulf with his stiff, accurate punches, the veteran has the young man covering up as Stevenson uses his left hand to pull Wulf’s hands down and of course, he sneaks in one last solid punch, showing great fire and looking like a man possessed.

Having risen to his feet, Stevenson bends down and grabs Wulf by the wrist, yanking him up to his feet and with pretty good speed for a larger guy, Stevenson wraps his arms around Wulf’s waist and hits a textbook belly to belly suplex which really drives the air out of the smaller Wulf.

Quickly dropping down, Stevenson uses his legs and wraps them around the torso of Wulf, squeezing them together as hard as he can which makes it really hard for the young man to breathe. Slow, and methodical, exactly what Stevenson is known for. Keeping the leg scissors applied, Stevenson sits up, leans forward and begins to throw some elbows right into the rib region of Wulf which will make it even harder for him to breathe.

After throwing a few elbows, Stevenson then reaches over and Iron Claws him in the ribs, really digging into his tender flesh with his fingers while keeping the leg scissors applied. Kneeling down to check on him, referee Chuck asks Wulf if he wants to submit.

Wulf immediately shakes his head as he arches back to get away from the claw, but Drew leans forward and keeps it locked..

The fans cheer as although Wulf is still trapped in the scissors, he manages to grab onto Drew’s wrist and bend it back, forcing him to release the claw as he contends with the pain. Finding the gap he was looking for, he turns the leg-scissors over, looking for a modified Indian Deathlock! But Drew kicks at Wülf to get out while the Silver Bullet show-boatingly kips up. There is a roar from the crowd as Wulf stands ready to fight, encouraging Drew to get up..

The veteran gladly accepts, as they go for another lock-up. Stevenson manages to leverage it into a sleeper hold! But the crowd pops, as Wulf manages to bereak free, ducking behind and reversing into a hammerlock which Drew reverses into a hammerlock. But behold, counter upon counter! Wulf reverses the hammerlock, hooks the leg and sweeps Drew in! Hammerlock leg sweep DDT! Wülf goes for the cover!

ONE

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TH..–

Shoulder up! An unperturbed Wulf tries to guide Drew up to a vertical base but he is denied by Stevenson attempting to lock in a side-arm triangle choke, but Wulf manages to roll through..

Stevenson is back to his feet, Wülf manages an irish whip attempt but Drew reverses it with a stiff version of his own!”

Wulf goes flying toward the ropes and hears Drew running after him. He realizes that leaping onto the apron is his only option. There is another roar from the crowd as Wulf pulls the top rope down and sends Drew spilling to the outside..

Wulf’s throws up the ‘signal’! He’s leaping back over the top rope! The fans know what’s coming next! He’s running! One bounce! Two bounce! 450 to the outside on Stevenson! DOWN TO FLIP!!! Both men crash into the barricade and they’re down but this crowd is on its feet, that’s for sure!

Aitken shakes his head and begins his count as both men writhe around in pain..

Drew is the first onto all fours and he begins crawling toward the apron, Wulf slowly stirring in his spot against the barricade wall as front row fans reach out to touch him and they yell at him to get up.. he shakes the cobwebs and rolls away from the barricade.

Meanwhile, Stevenson is back up on jell-o legs, Erikson is finally up onto all fours, while Aitken is at a four count!

Drew gingerly slides back in the ring but he immediately falls down onto all fours, clearly groggy from the DTF as Wulf manages to claw his way to his feet and get back onto the apron.. He springboards!

Sunset flip over the top rope into a pin!!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!! Stevenson kicks out, both men roll away!”

Rolling away onto his knees, Stevenson sits there as Wulf, who is much faster than Stevenson is already up and charging in with a knee strike directed at his head. Managing to duck underneath the knee strike, Stevenson quickly rolls Wulf up as referee Chuck slides in to make the count.

One…

Two…

Pressing his shoulder up off of the canvas, Wulf rolls back and as he gets to his knees, Stevenson balls up his fist and decks Wulf right in the mouth which causes him to fall backwards while holding his mouth.

Rising to his feet, Stevenson grabs a handful of Wulf’s spaghetti like hair and yanks him up to his feet as well. Grabbing him by the wrist, Stevenson Irish whips Wulf into the turnbuckle with tremendous force as Wulf strikes it spine first and then hits the canvas hard now lying on his stomach while reaching back to hold his back.

Stalking Wulf who is pulling himself up using the ropes, Stevenson wraps his arms around the waist of the young man and looks to hit a German suplex but Wulf holds onto the top rope with all his might. Trying to hit it again, Wulf uses the momentum and springboards off of the top rope hitting a back kick which sends Stevenson down to the canvas. As Stevenson gets up, Wulf comes flying off of the top rope with a Moonsault which takes Stevenson down as he hooks the leg.

One…

Two…

Pressing his shoulder off of the canvas, Wulf is on his knees asking the referee if it was three but Chuck holds up two fingers only.

Grabbing Stevenson by his short hair, he brings him up to his feet when out of nowhere, Stevenson smacks Wulf’s hands out of the way and then decks him in the mouth again as this time, Wulf’s top lip begins to bleed from that very stiff punch by Stevenson. That rocked Wulf, sending him staggering back, but he’s still on his feet! Until Stevenson lashes out with a Muay Thai Kick! And another! And a vicious knee strike! Wulf is dazed and Drew Stevenson is lining up for more!

The crowd roars with approval as Wulf ducks underneath Drew’s stiff clothesline and delivers a swift back kick before grabbing Stevenson by the waist.. He’s looking for a suplex, but Dew holds on, swings Wulf back around, and nails him with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker!

The crowd roars again as Drew still hangs on and he turns Wulf inside out with an STO for a roll up cover!

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Wülf kicks out just in time, Aitken’s hands an inch away from the mat! Drew gets to his knees, looking down over a prone Wulf, and then scanning around the roaring crowd looking incredibly frustrated.. He grabs a handful of dreads and drags a groggoy Wulf to his feet, easily guiding him into suplex position. The crowd cheers as Drew confidently holds Wulf upside down for quite a while, allowing the blood to rush to his head.. He starts walking around with Wulf in suplex position!

There is a huge POP as Wulf’s legs kick wildly right as Drew goes to put him down, forcing him off balance and allowing Wulf to land on his feet, instantaneously hitting Drew with an inverted headlock backbreaker out of nowhere!!! Wulf covers Stevenson…

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Kickout! Still not enough to put him away.

Wulf looks around and the crowd cheers with approval as he gestures toward the top rope like Babe Ruth pointing into the stands.. They get even louder as Wulf leaps and springboards right as Drew gets to his feet and although he lands a perfect corkscrew cross body, the bigger man was able to catch him and roll through into a pin with his feet on the ropes as the crowd BOOOO.. The ref doesn’t see it!

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TWO!

T- No! Wülf finds the strength to power out.

Wulf gets to his knees right as Drew does, and he gives him the ‘What the hell?!’ gesture..and there is a mixed reaction as Drew shrugs and delivers a BRUTAL backhand which echoes through UWE Studios. Wulf shakes it off and pure instinct and adrenaline makes him return fire with a european uppercut which also echoes through UWE Studios, but this one produces a positive reaction..

[Stevenson responds with a forearm smash! European uppercut from Erikson! An elbow smash from Stevenson! That one would send anyone down to the mat! Wulf collapses and Drew covers!

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TWO

Most of the crowd boo as Drew pulls Wulf’s head up and shakes his head with a cocky smirk on his face..

Listening to this crowd suddenly boo him, Stevenson ignores their reaction right now as he quickly yanks Wulf up to his feet, blood dripping down onto the canvas from his lip.

From out of nowhere, Wulf drops down with a small package onto Stevenson as Chuck, the referee drops down to make the count.

One…

Two…

Thr…

NO!

As both men get to their feet, Stevenson wastes no time whatsoever as he rears back and slaps Wulf right across the face which causes his head to snap back, blood slinging backwards and onto the canvas. Getting fired up, Wulf looks at Stevenson with intensity as his body shakes with anger. Immediately tackling Stevenson to the ground, this capacity crowd erupts as Stevenson wasn’t expecting that as Wulf, who is on top begins to unleash a flurry of punches which causes Stevenson to cover up.

After throwing several punches, Wulf gets up off of him and yells fiercely which riles this crowd up even more as they begin to deafen the arena in his name, starting a massive Silver Bullet chant.

Coming back and dropping down to strike Stevenson again, the resourceful Stevenson immediately wraps his legs around Wulf’s head and shoulder region applying a Triangle Choke knowing that this very hold alone should turn the tides and wear the young man down.

As Wulf can feel the pressure of the hold cutting off his air supply, he knows that there is only one thing for it.. Tap or nap!

However, Erikson slowly but surely turns the hold over and sits down low on the back of Stevenson! The pressure on Wulf’s neck, the pressure on Drew’s legs and lower back! Stevenson kicks hard, Wulf goes flipping into the corner!

The volume of the fans elevates as Drew nods and sneers and he makes his way over to the corner where Wulf is rubbing the back of his head, but there is a look of surprise on his face as Wulf drop toe holds him and leaves him draped over the second rope..

With a slingshot leg lariat, Drew goes flying back! Erikson leaps to the top rope, does a split-legged moonsault, but Drew gets his knees up, nearly gutting Wulf!

Stevenson gets on top of Wulf, keeps him locked and arches him back into a Mexican stretch! Will Erikson tap?!

He doesn’t even get the chance to, as Stevenson releases the hold. Drew drags a groggy Wulf up to his feet, irish whips him and levels him with a short-arm clothesline! He’s not letting him go, though!

Hooking Wulf up for a suplex and making his way to the ropes, he goes for a rope assisted snap suplex! But somehow, someway, the Silver Bullet reverses it into a picture perfect hurricanrana, rolling through for the pin!

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Stevenson kicks out at two and three quarters! What a match!! Wulf sits up as Drew catches his breath on the mat, looking visibly frustrated, but the crowd soon start a Wulfie chant in response.

Wulf grins as he hears the chants, and he points to the crowd. They encourage Wulf to roll Drew over and get to his feet and then signal and run toward the ropes. He performers a flipping leg drop but misses wildly, with Stevenson rolling out of the way, and then immediately back on top of Wulf for the cover!

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Wulf kicks out, but Stevenson simply nails him with a forearm smash before covering him again!

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Kick out! Both Stevenson and Wulf now seems frustrated, not knowing what it’ll take to put their opponents away.

Drew grimaces as he drags Wulf to his feet and doubles him over with a vicious knee strike to the stomach. That, followed by a stiff irish whip, Erikson on the rebound, Stevenson steaming in ith a flying clothesline… Erikson catches the arm in mid-air and rolls it through into an armbar!!

Lying on his back, Stevenson is in a great deal of pain as Wulf has his arm tight. Immediately sliding in to see if Stevenson gives up is Chuck, the referee who has been officiating this match the entire time, asking him if he wants to give up.

Shaking his head no, Stevenson lets out a loud scream and then begins fighting to his knees as the young man refuses to release the hold.

Finally having gotten to his knees after much wriggling, Stevenson uses his free arm and grabs ahold of his trapped arm. Taking in a very deep breath, he lets out another loud scream and then rises to his feet while holding Wulf on his arm. Showing great strength, Stevenson hoists him into the air as much as he can and then slams him into the ground with a modified powerbomb but Wulf refuses to release the hold. Taking a moment to catch his breath, Stevenson hoists him into the air again and drops Wulf back down to the canvas as the back of his head strikes the canvas which finally causes him to release the hold as he is temporarily dazed.

Shaking his arm to get the feeling back into it, Wulf slowly pulls himself back to his feet as both men are incredibly exhausted from this very grueling contest.

As Stevenson turns around, the much faster Wulf is charging in with a full head of steam and as he leaps into the air, looking for an avalanche splash, the crafty veteran quickly darts out-of-the-way which causes Wulf to strike the canvas chest first and as he stumbles out, backwards, Stevenson immediately wraps his hands around the waist of Wulf and not giving him any time to counter, Stevenson throws all of his weight backwards with a beautiful German suplex which causes Wulf’s head to smack the canvas.

His hands still locked and rolling back to his feet, Stevenson throws all of his weight backwards again for a second time and then rolls back to his feet, hitting a third German suplex while bridging it into a pinfall as Chuck slides in to make the count; these fans on the edge of their seats right now.

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Kick out! Unbelievable! Not a single butt is left in a seat as everybody is up on their feet to watch this match of the year candidate!
Stevenson wants to go for an achilles tendon lock, but is kicked away. However, Drew is straight back into it! Taking hold of Wulf’s legs, he’s got the pretzel happening! Stevenson trying to turn him over for the Missouri Cloverleaf! Wulf’s fighting it!

Most of UWE Studios is roaring for Wulf not to allow Drew to turn him over, and they get even louder as he once again manages to use his leg strength to kick Drew off him..

But the veteran hits the ropes, he comes back at Erikson with a fist drop…

*CRASH!*

Erikson rolls out of the way! Straight back to his feet, he manages a guillotine leg drop to the back of Stevenson’s head! A cover!”

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TWO!

Stevenson kicks out! Running on pure adrenaline, Wulf takes an arm and drags Drew up to his feet before trying for an irish whip..

Stevenson stands his ground though, and there’s a reversal! Wulf on the rebound, rolling out of the way of a lariat and the crowd loves it! Back to his feet now, Stevenson ducking down, could be a back drop, no, Wulf leapfrogs! He then springboards onto the ropes, moonsaulting backwards but Drew catches Wulf mid-flight! HT3 incoming? No! Erikson shifts his weight to free himself, cartwheels, handsprings, and nails Drew with the Best Enzuiguiri ever!! He covers him.

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THR—

Kickout!!!!

Stevenson and Erikson both lay flat, gasping for breath, neither of them with much left in the tank. The crowd is flabbergasted at their resiliency, and Aitken has no choice to start counting while there’re down.

He stops his count as Wulf gets up to all fours and then up to his knees as the volume of the crowd picks up again. Drew also stirs, Wulf attempting to bring him to his feet. A sift reversal into a jawbreaker by Stevenson! Erikson staggers back… Lariat! Erikson crashes to the mat, and is covered!

ONE!

TWO!!

He breaks up the pin himself! Drew grimaces as he drags a bloodied Wulf up to jello legs once more. He is apparently enjoying this match too much for it to end.

Pushing Wulf backwards, he stumbles into the nearby turnbuckle as Stevenson is limping over to him. Moving Wulf’s hands out of the way, Stevenson rears back and knife edge chops Wulf across the chest as the sound echoes through the arena and the fans show their appreciation, wooing massively.

After several chops, Wulf, who is clutching his chest gets hoisted up onto the top rope. Punching Wulf in the face, Stevenson ascends up to the top rope and hooks Wulf for a T-Bone suplex.

Taking in a deep breath, Stevenson throws Wulf backwards but in midair; Wulf counters the T-Bone suplex into a Sunset Flip Powerbomb as both men are lying on the canvas, Stevenson sprawled out, unconscious and these fans on the their feet deafening the arena in chants.

Crawling over to Stevenson’s lifeless body, Wulf pulls the leg back as hard as he can as Chuck slides in to make the count, the fans counting along with him.

ONE!

TWO!!

NO!!!

Having pressed his shoulder off of the canvas RIGHT before the three, Chuck holds up two fingers as Wulf falls over onto his side wondering what it will take to put Stevenson away.

Getting on all fours, Wulf is almost in awe at Stevenson’s resilience. Nevertheless, it is Wulf who is back up on his feet. He points at the crowd, and signals it’s all-or-nothing time. He wobbles over to the nearest corner and ascend the top turnbuckle. Under a deafening chant, he goes for a chairless Silver Bullet Special!!!!

As Wulf leaps, Stevenson kips up with incredible speed. He snatches Wülf out of the air, and plants him so hard into the canvas the ring almost breaks as he counters it into the Heir to the Throne, the added velocity of Wulf’s SBS making the move a lot more devastating than it already is. A near unconscious Stevenson drapes himself over Wulf, more out of instinct than anything else.
ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

Winner, by pinfall at 34:28
–Drew Stevenson–

As the bell rings, neither man stirs. The crowd applauds, a show of respect and admiration as Aitken calls for the bell. These two went to war, like they promised, and both put in an effort to be extremely proud of. While Stevenson managed to counter Wulf’s last desperate effort, the Silver Bullet once again wowed the crowd throughout, cementing his status as one of UWE’s finest. And for Stevenson, it’s an amazing victory, adding to the one he had last week. He is now up two and 0 in UWE. As paramedics rush in to check in both Superstars, who still haven’t moved yet, the show cuts to commercial.

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Match Four – Single’s match
Eavan Maloney vs. Caliee Adams

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(Referee: Corey Miner)

The UWE audience is hyped as Eavan Maloney makes her way down the entrance ramp to take on Caliee Adams who was already waiting on the ring. The new fan favorite waved to the crowd and smiled brightly but the steam punk warrior’s mood was about to change drastically. She makes her way towards the ring but suddenly Ultimate Wrestling champion James Calhoun runs down the ramp and slams his title into the back of Maloney’s head! The Irish warrior hits the ground hard and before she can stand an enraged Calhoun begins to stomp wildly on her while ranting something inaudible.

Eavan tries to get to get feet and defend herself but the cowboy rams the title belt into her face, knocking her flat into her back. Inside the ring the referee is telling for Calhoun to leave and even Caliee attempts to come to Maloney’s aid but the newcomer is ordered to her corner by the official who doesn’t want things getting any more out of hand. The young woman’s attacker makes his way to the broadcast table and grabs a Mic before returning to his victim.

Calhoun: You think you can embarrass me in front of everybody an’ I ain’t gonna do nuthin’?! You messed with th’ champ an’ now you gotta pay th’ price!

Calhoun lifts the prone warrior to her feet before whipping her face first into the steel pole with a loud thud. He then climbs to the top of the steel steps to deliver the flying elbow drop he had missed landing last week. Arena security is now rushing to the scene and attempting to pull the irate cowboy away as he continues yelling.

Calhoun: I’m th’ damn champ! Nobody mocks me!

Finally the security is able to get Calhoun escorted back to the locker room as paramedics check on Maloney. The red is about to call it when Eavan slowly gets to her feet and shakes her head. The plucky lass rolls into the ring and stands on wobbly legs, waving Caliee on. The debuting Adams looks unsure but Eavan insists, yelling for the referee to ring the bell.

Reluctantly the official agrees and the crowd cheers as the bell rings. Eavan comes forward and throws a kick at Caliee who easily evades the injured superstar’s attack. Adams ducks behind Maloney and tries for a quick roll up to end the match.

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Maloney is up! Eavan refuses to finish without a fight and charges at Adams who leaps into a hurricanrana that tosses her for to the ground. Eavan tries to get back to her feet but Caliee rushes in and hits the Simply Caliee! Maloney drops like a ton of bricks and Adams covers. The official hits the mat and begins the count.

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Winner, by pinfall at 01:54
–Caliee Adams–

Caliee Adams has beaten the steam punk warrior, despite a valiant effort on the latter’s behalf! The victorious Caliee seems slightly worried about the state Eavan is in, but despite her opponent being weakened, she still managed a big win on her debut. The ringside EMT heads into the ring to check on the still prone Eavan as Caliee returns to the locker room.

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Match Five – Single’s match – Non-title
Brute Rockne vs. James Calhoun

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(Referee: JJ Hemphill)

Brute and Calhoun stand toe to toe with Brute towering over his for as JJ gives his instructions. Calhoun suddenly reaches out to shove Brute who barely moves. The larger man pushes back, sending Calhoun sprawling to the floor. The champ gets back up and charges, throwing hard punches as the official calls for the bell.

Rockne weathers the cowboy’s attacks then comes back with hard punches of his own. Suddenly the NFL star doubles Calhoun over with a stuff knee before tossing him out of the ring and then flexing to the delight of many audience members. The referee has reached the count of six and Calhoun is standing groggily on the outside of the ring. Unwilling to win by count out, Brute gets out of the ring, grabs Calhoun, and bodily assists him back into the ring. He then lifts the veteran superstar and delivers a powerful sidewalk slam. Brute reaches down to grab Calhoun, but the smaller man slaps his hands away and stands up. He attempts a standing clothesline which is blocked. He then careens into the ropes and rebounds toward the former NFL star. He connects with a shoulder block that does nothing. He attempts it again. Barely any budge in the Super Bowl Champion.

Calhoun comes in for a third shoulder block but Brute is ready, the powerful former football star setting himself to take the block. Before Calhoun collides however the champ stops short and drops to his knees, delivering a surprise uppercut to his mountainous opponent’s chin.

The cowboy gets up and continues to deliver hard shots to Rockne. The punches hurt the bigger man and drive him back but still the big man stays on his feet. Calhoun does manage to drive his foe into the corner however where he delivers a set of hard kicks to the abdomen.

The champ tries to capitalize by Irish whipping Brute into the opposing corner but the football star reverses the motion and Calhoun finds himself crashing into the turnbuckles!

Rockne lines himself up and charges into the corner in an attempt to spear the champ but finds that the wily veteran was playing possum when the charging football star eats a boot to the face! Even after the hard shot however Brute still stands.

Calhoun climbs to the second turnbuckle and prepares to deliver a flying elbow stamp when the newcomer turns around. Rockne may be a rookie in the ring but he has a few tricks up his own sleeve, and as Calhoun flies in to hit him Rockne throws a hard kick to the cowboys chest. The NFL star stands above the fallen champ and signals the Sexy and I know it elbow, bringing the crowd to their feet.

Clearly fired up by the crowd Brute grins and drops the elbow. Calhoun, still sucking for air, manages to roll out of the way. Brute’s elbow drop catches nothing but canvas. A look of disbelief crosses his face as he sees what he had considered imminent victory evaporating before him.

He doesn’t stay disheartened for long. Instead he scrambles to his feet and assists the cowboy, who has gotten himself to his hands and knees, the rest of the way up.

The former tight end is leading the outlaw to the ropes, appearing as if he may try to toss him out of the ring once more. The crowd cheers their approval of his firm control of that match. Calhoun blocks the attempted maneuver by grabbing hold of the ropes. He swings backward with a sharp elbow, catching Brute in the abdomen. He elbows him a second time. Brute releases his hold of the Callous One. The two men stare at each other, the height difference fully on display. Calhoun shoves the taller man who staggers backward two steps. He returns the shove. Calhoun stumbles backward. Calhoun looks at the crowd, hearing their boos cascading down like a steady rain. He grins and then charges the bigger man. He lowers his shoulder, resembling a linebacker coming in for a particularly hard sack.

As the cowboy approaches his opponent the football great attempts to catch the smaller man but Calhoun ducks under and hits the rope, firing off a dropkick to the knew. Rockne lurches forward but manages to stay upright. The callous one follows up hitting Brute with several hard kicks to the leg that eventually drive him to one knee.

Calhoun fires three hard punches to the head but still Brute refuses to fall standing up on a shaky leg. The cowboy continues his assault hitting Brute with a clothesline, then a second, a third! The big man wobbles but he won’t fall! Calhoun gets a running start and leaps into the air hitting the football favorite with a flying lariat that drops him to the ground!

Not wasting any time the cowboy steps onto the second rope near Brute and uses it to bounce higher before dropping a knew to the big man’s face. Brute writhes from the impact but doesn’t get much time to recover as Calhoun follows up with a hard fist drop before going for the cover.

JJ drops down and begins the count.
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Brute shoots a shoulder up.

The angry cowboy roars as his victory is pulled away. I’m frustration he clocks the NFL great hard across his face then pounds the big man’s head against the ground screaming out.

Calhoun: You miss yer helmet now, boy?!

After his tantrum ends Calhoun goes for another pin
It seems his assault hasn’t weakened Brute as much as it’s angered him and this time the big man doesn’t just get a shoulder up but he tosses the cowboy into the air.

The Callous One lands in a heap, air rushing from his lungs with a whooshing sound. The former NFL pass catcher stands, but it’s obvious he is not fully recovered yet as he tries to shake the cobwebs loose. He sees his downed opponent and wants to take advantage. He gets the cowboy back up to a vertical base and then sends him into the ropes.

As the Ultimate Wrestling Champion returns from his short trip into the ropes, Brute scoops him up and delivers a vicious powerslam that seems to shake the entire arena.

Calhoun is able to get his shoulder up at two and half. Brute shakes his head in frustration.

Brute lifts the man up to his feet again. He grabs the cowboy’s trunks in an attempt to lift him for the jackhammer. Calhoun blocks the first attempt and then the second.

It’s obvious that Calhoun is starting to lose this tug of war with the bigger man. As Brute goes to attempt the move again it looks as if he is about to get it when Calhoun knees him hard in the stomach. As Brute doubles over from the move his foe drops him with a snap DDT.

Calhoun manages to get to his feet seconds before Rockne and charges in to hit a hard dropkick against the football player’s chest. Rockne calls back onto the mat and Calhoun comes in for another hard fist drop, but finds nothing but empty canvas to take the blow

That big guy shows how quick he is as Calhoun rises and charges him like he’s going for a tackle, slamming Calhoun into the corner. The crowd cheers the big move and Rockne tries for another, this time backing up to get a longer start. The champ hangs on the ropes for support and seems to have no way to defend himself. At the last moment Calhoun moves and executes a drop toe hold letting Brute’s face slam into the second turnbuckle. Both men stay prone for a moment as Rockne lays on the ropes and Calhoun stays on the mat trying to recover from the earlier beating.
A trickle of blood issues form the corner of Brute’s mouth as he lays draped over the ring ropes. His chin still rests on the turnbuckle Calhoun had smashed him face-first on.

Brute wipes the blood from his mouth and looks at the red smear on his hand before beginning to try to pull himself to his feet. Calhoun is on his hands and knees behind the larger man, also trying to regain his full faculties. Brute gets himself fully upright, but leans against the ring post. His chest heaves, obviously winded form the exertion. He watches as the champion manages to gain a full vertical base before he advances, still wobbly. Brute swings, a looping haymaker that is easily blocked by Calhoun. He swings a wide punch of his own which is checked by Brute. Calhoun blocks another attempted hook and delivers a short jab that rocks the party animal’s head back. The two men, showing immense heart continue to exchange blows. Staggered though they are neither man goes to the mat. Someone’s got to give, but who?
The two men indeed keep exchanging punches but soon the size advantage of Rockne starts to wear Calhoun down. The cowboy is pushed back onto the ropes by a hard punches but refuses to fall instead waving Brute to keep it coming.
The party machine obliges the cowboy and comes in hard throwing big haymakers that rock Calhoun who seems to only be upright because of the ropes. Frustrated by his foes resilience Brute backs up and tries to charge in hard but he looks slower than before and James ducks under the intended punch. It seems Calhoun had borrowed a page from Muhammad Ali and used the rope-a-dope to wear Rockne out. The champ fires off several hard shots against the rookie and finishes by giving him the rest he needs by clotheslining him over the Top Ropes.

“This is awesome!” the crowd chants, following it with clapping. “This is awesome!”

The Callous One grabs Brute, guiding him to his feet before swinging him toward the ring post. The bigger man hits with a clanging sound, dislodging the stairs slightly in the process. The champ collects him again and this time swings him toward the announce table. The three broadcasters scurry for cover as the behemoth crashes on top of the table, equipment and all.

Calhoun rolls into and then out of the ring, disrupting the count before returning to his victim. Brute has had it. That’s obvious. Calhoun clears off the table. The answer to what becomes clear when he delivers a double arm ddt to Brute right through the table.

The referee is at eight, but rather than letting this end via count out Calhoun breaks the count once more before delivering his incapacitated opponent back to the ring. He drapes himself over the top of the All-Pro.

The ref begins his count!
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Before JJ gets to three Calhoun lifts Brute’s head from the mat ending the count! Calhoun then brings Brute back to his feet and hits the big man with the Boot Hill. Rockne lays prone but Calhoun shakes his head showing he’s still not done. He forces the exhausted NFL star to his feet once more before hitting a lungblower that transitions into the Callous Clutch. The cowboy Cranks it in until Brute is finally forces to tap. After letting the big man go Calhoun rolls out of the ring to retrieve his belt amidst loud booing.

Winner, by submission at 12:13
–James Calhoun–

Calhoun doesn’t seem to care about the crowd’s disapproval, though. He flips the crowd off and smirks, holding his title up high. This is a night of redemption, as far as he’s concerned, sending a message to a rival, and getting back in winning form!

But as he poses on the ramp, Lara Pegorino’s music hits! She comes out to Amaranthe’s Nexus, and scolds Calhoun for his actions tonight, declaring them unworthy of a champion. She points a finger at him, and says that she will give Eavan Maloney a chance at revenge… If she recovers in time from Calhoun’s brutal assault, she will get the opportunity to take his most beloved possession from him: at Midsummer Massacre, as she will face him for the Ultimate Wrestling Championship!

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Match Six – Single’s match
Ruby vs. Brandon Sorrow

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(Referee: Claudia Morello)

Ruby is greeted with a warm reception as the Tiny Canadian makes her way back to single’s competition as Lucilla takes the night off. She seems to be a tad nervous as she faces off with the black-eyed Sorrow, who can’t wait for Morello to call for the bell, so he can start wreaking havoc.

The moment she does so, Sorrow rushes in, looking for a hard kneestrike, but Ruby rolls out of the way. Using supreme agility, she then rolls out of the way of an attempt at a roundhouse kick and ducks underneath an attempt at a clothesline, before springboarding fof the ropes and landing on Sorrow with a diving crossbody! The crowd cheers as Sorrow is taken down, and Ruby rolls off of him, gets up, and hits a standing 450 splash!
She covers him!

ONE!

A bit optimistic there, as Sorrow powers out with relative ease. However, Ruby is straight back up to her feet, and lands back on top of Brandon with a springboard moonsault! She fires up the crowd, and calls for the Ruby in the Rough! Her devastating running kneestrike has more often been the precursor to victory than not, so as a dazed Brandon is crawling back to his feet, the crowd gets up to their feet, anticipating a game-changing maneuver.

She charges, looks to hit Brandon straight in the head, but the veteran rolls out of the way. As Ruby halts, Sorrow kips up and grabs her from behind, hitting her with an overhead German suplex! Ruby’s weight makes it easy to be thrown around, and she lands right in the corner against the turnbuckles! As Ruby gets up, Brandon flies in with a running kneestrike to the gut, doubling her over. He quickly follows it up with a snap DDT, before covering Ruby!

ONE!

TWO!

Ruby gets her short leg on the bottom rope, relieving the anxious crowd! Sorrow swats her foot off the rope, and covers her again!

ONE!

Ruby kicks out with ease this time, and Sorrow grabs her by the hair, pulling her up to her feet, before mercilessly slapping her across the face, multiple times! Ruby slowly turns her head back at Sorrow after his last slap, and snarls! She obviously didn’t take too kindly to that, and starts unleashing a cavalcade of kicks, hitting Sorrow on the thighs, knees, side abdomen, and finishins it with an enzuiguiri, which is all the more impressive considering her short stature.

Sorrow drops down to one knee, and Ruby immediately runs the ropes, looking for the Ruby in the Rough, but Sorrow has enough of his wits left to roll out of the way. Ruby grins, realizing that Sorrow fears her trademark maneuver, or is at least wary of it. It gives her the self-confidence she needs to dropkick Sorrow into the corner, before hitting a Stinger Splash! And another one, and another one, contiuously running the ropes and splashing Sorrow, injecting the match with some high energy!

Sorrow sulps down… Cannonball by the Tiny Canadian! The crowd is loving it, and Ruby spreads her arms wide, twirling around in the middle of the ring, getting the Vancouver fans fired up even more. It’s amazing how much energy the fans still have left, considering the two marathon matches on display earlier, and Ruby takes full advantage of it! With Sorrow down in the corner, she goes for a low dropkick to the face, but Sorrow evades it, sending her between the lower and middle turnbuckle, hitting the steel ringpost with her feet!

She screams out in pain and Sorrow grabs her under her arms with his legs, pulling her back onto the canvas and locking in a crucifix pin!

ONE!

TWO!!

Ruby kicks out, but it’s obvious she hurt her ankle, as she clutches it in pain. Sorrow gets up, and grins, realizing that he has his target set. He grabs Ruby’s ankle, and locks in an ankle lock! The Tiny Canadian screams in agony, and starts clawing at the ropes. She inches closer and closer, but every movement hurts, and Sorrow keeps dragging her back every time she seems to gain some traction. She eventually manages to turn around, pulls Sorrow in by angling her legs, and nails him with a forearm shot that forces the release. She gets up as soon as she can, but she can’t support her full weight with her busted ankle. As Sorrow is dazed, she wants to go for the Ruby in the Rough again, but as she takes the run-up, her ankle buckles! She collapses, and Sorrow laughs as he stands tall over her. He grabs her by the hair, and looks into her eyes, mouthing to her that he’s going to end her!

He throws her into the corner with the greatest of ease, and gets her in suplex position, setting her up on the top rope, looking for the Darkness Falls. He climbs the top turnbuckle himself, and hoists her up! Ruby espertaely tries to shift her weight and manages to get back in seated position, but Sorrow tries hoisting her up again. But as Ruby is about to be lifted overhead, Sorrow (as well as the entire arena) is shocked when Matt Moore’s entrance theme hits!

Brandon’s older brother walks out to the ring, and he points at Sorrow, the words coming from his mouth inaudible to the people watching at home. Sorrow bares his teeth at Matt, who hops o nthe apron. Sorrow tries swatting him away, but as he does so, loses balance! Ruby pushes him off of the top turnbuckle, and Sorrow hasn’t even hit the mat yet as she leaps after him!

As the back of Sorrow’s head connects with the mat, so do the soles of Ruby’s feet smash into his forehead, nearly making his head explode like a watermelon dropped from twelve stories up! The crowd scream as she goes for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

Winner, by pinfall at 09:22
–Ruby–

Ruby gaps for air in amazement as Morello calls for the bell! Sorrow didn’t get up in time, and as her theme song plays, she seems ecstatic! She rolls to the outside, nto waiting for her hand to be raised, and limps over to Matt, before jumping into his arms. She seems to be crying tears of joy, almost as if she’d won the Ultimate Wrestling Championship itself! Matt grins, and carries her off, leaving a disgusted Sorrow snarling words of hell and damnation in the ring. With a little assist from Brandon’s brother Matt, Sorrow suffers his first defeat! What does this mean for the duo locked inside the same head??

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Main Event – Canadian Championship Match
Michael Kelly vs. The Armenian Beast ©
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(Referee: Chuck Aitken)

It’s the main event! With Michael Kelly having earned a well-deserved shot at the Canadian Championship with a hard-earned victory over his friend Wülf Erikson, The Armenian Beast now has to put the shiny maple leaf belt on the line against The Chosen One.

Not even Gurgen’s size and strength seem able to intimidate ‘MK’ in the slightest. As Aitken calls for the bell, Kelly is hell bent on showing the world why he is called the Strong Style Maestro. Not many would be willing to go blow for blow with The Armenian Beast, but Kelly has no problems doing so. Hitting hard, he unleashed a barrage of stiff forearms. Unfortunately, Gurgen is of a whole different caliber than most. Kelly is surprised when his usually effective stiff forearms don’t have the same effect they usually do. He keeps hitting and hitting, but all Gurgen does is stand still, and wonder why his challenger is tapping him on the chest.

Realizing exactly how tough Gurgen is, MK takes a step back, and grins, to the surprise of the cheering Vancouver fans. It seems he likes a challenge. He goes back in, and unleashes a barrage of stiff kicks, forearms and elbow strikes! The power in each of them builds continuously, until eventually Gurgen starts being driven back, and eventually starts reeling! The crowd crescendo’s into a massive cheer, and they are wowed as Kelly’s strikes, harder than anything they’ve ever seen before, manage to drive The Armenian Beast back. With Gurgen teetering, Kelly takes a few steps back, runs up, and hits him with such a hard kick to the gut it doubles him over. No mean feat! He grabs Gurgen’s massive hairy head and levels the Beast with a Spike DDT!

The crowd is amazed. Never before have they seen someone take Gurgen down like that, using mostly strikes. Beast, known for being one of the toughest individuals in well, the world, doesn’t go down easily, and it usually takes a lot longer before he does. MK covers the champion!

ONE!

Gurgen pushes Kelly off, and seems to start to realize that MK is a very serious threat, and that he could very well take this belt from him if he doesn’t fight back more seriously. If there’s one thing Gurgen understands, it’s fighting, and when he’s back on his feet and Kelly comes at him with more punishing strikes, Gurgen has the presence of mind to block them, before landing some of his own. He jabs Kelly in the face, knocking his head back, before scratching his paw alongside MK’s chest, leaving scratch marks. Kelly clutches his chest in pain and turns his back to the Beast, who merely uses it as an opportunity to rake his back with his long, dirty fingernails. Kelly cries out in pain again, and as he turns around, Beast comes running with a double axe handle, his most devastating blow! MK ducks, Beast runs along into the ropes, bounces off, and hits a senton on MK, who is squashed between Beast and canvas. Gurgen covers him.

ONE!

TWO!!

Kelly kicks out. Having missed one of his best shots earlier, Gurgen now looks to finish the job! He grabs an handful of beard and tries to stick it in Kelly’s mouth, but the challenger has scouted well, and desperately wriggles free, knowing that it would probably mean the end for him if he gets a Beard to the Face. He creates some space between himself and the champion, and slowly circles him as Gurgen gets to his feet and tries to anticipate the challenger’s next move. But Gurgen isn’t very good at predicting the future, not even if it’s five seconds in front of him. Luckily for him, he knows this, and also realizes that playing the waiting game will get him his big hairy beastly ass handed to him against the Maestro of Strong Style. So he carges at MK, locks up with him and uses his superior size and strength to force Kelly into a corner. There, he headbutts MK several times, before unleashing an open palm chop. With MK’s scratched chest, it hurts even more than it usually would, and apparently Gurgen likes the sound, and he hits several more, each one making MK feel like his chest got oiled up, before having a burning match dropped on it.

The Vancouver crowd squirms every time Gurgen unleashes a chop, but eventually Kelly seems to have had enough. He bursts out of the corner, an adrenaline rush soaring through his veins, turns the tables on Gurgen, and throws him in the corner with surprising strength! He unleashes a series of elbow strikes and knee strikes, that once again send Gurgen reeling. He drops down into the corner, and MK takes a few steps back, circling the ring, firing up the crowd, before running in and hitting Gurgen with a European Uppercut in the corner! The impact makes the ring ropes shake, and Kelly grabs the Beast’s ankles, before dragging him back to the center of the ring, covering him!

ONE!

TWO!!

Gurgen kicks out! Not with the greatest of ease at all though, he seems visibly shaken. With a competitor like Michael Kelly, that happens. But MK also realizes that he needs something special to put Gurgen away. As the Beast slowly rises to his feet, he stalks him from behind, and tries to hoist him up on his shoulders, looking for the Masamune! But Gurgen is large and heavy, and is difficult to position right! He tries to straighten his legs out, so he can hit the inverted GTS, but Beast shifts his weight so that it becomes practically impossible. Gurgen lands back on his feet as MK can’t get him up entirely, and he runs the ropes!

DOUBLE AXE HANDLE!!!

Beast clenches his fists together and nearly beheads Michael Kelly, turning him inside out with a move that would knock a normal man into a coma. The crowd gasps, and as Gurgen drops down and hooks Kelly’s leg, the pin seems academic.

ONE!

TWO!!

THR–!!!

Michael Kelly kicks out! His eyes glazed, turned into the back of his head, his tongue hanging out of his mouth, but he kicked out! Pure instinct made him do it, showing his unbelievable desire to win this Canadian Championship! Gurgen can’t quite believe it. This is NOT what he’s used to, when he hits people with the running axe handle, people do NOT get up. He seems utterly confused, mumbling to himself, as he can’t quite make sense of the situation. He grabs MK by the hair, lifting him up to his feet. He positions him, and seems to be intent on finishing it this time. He points at his fists, then points at MK, then explains to him that next time, he is supposed to stay down for the three count.

He runs up, going for the axe handle again, but MK was given too much time, and he ducks! As Gurgen bounces off the ropes, he is hit by a basement drop kick, sending him to one knee. Even more so than before, Kelly knows he must hit Gurgen with his absolute best shot to take the title from him. If he wants to beat Gurgen for the Canadian Championship he’ll have to hurt himself as much as he hurts Gurgen. He grabs Gurgen’s arm, and puts it in a wristlock…

The crowd seems to feel what’s coming. They all rise to their feet as they prepare for the most dangerous, reckless move in MK’s arsenal.

He pulls Gurgen’s arm, and goes for it. THE BEHEADING!!

But before Kelly can unleash his near suicidal headbutt, Gurgen meets him with a fistful of beard, desperately stuffing it into the challenger’s mouth before he can connect! MK’s eyes widen as he realizes what’s happened, but it’s too late. His eyes turn into the back of his head as his complete flow of oxygen is cut off. The smell doesn’t help either. He drops down to one knee, with Gurgen, as concentrated as he can possibly be, stuffing his beard down MK’s mouth. His eyes close, and Chuck Aitken grabs his arm, lifting it in the air. He releases it. It falls limp to his side, and Aitken has o choice but to call the match.

Winner, by referee stoppage at 13:29 and STILL Canadian Champion
–The Armenian Beast–

As the bell rings, an exhausted Armenian Beast drops down to one knee himself. As he releases Michel Kelly, the challengers gets an surge of air, and as he opens his eyes, he realizes what has happened. He seems disappointed, and shakes his head as Aitken hands the maple leaf belt back to The Armenian Beast. He was damn near ready to injure himself severely to win that title, but the Beast edged it.

The Vancouver crowd applauds both Kelly and Gurgen, as the latter grins and stuffs the belt down his pants, much to MK’s disgust, with the show coming to a close.

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Quick results:
°Corporal Punishment def. Marcus LeVine by pinfall
°JTX def. Tasha Jones by pinfall
°Drew Stevenson def. Wülf Erikson by pinfall
°Caliee Adams def. Eavan Maloney by pinfall
°James Calhoun def. Brute Rocke by pinfall
°Ruby def. Brandon Sorrow by pinfall
°The Armenian Beast def. Michael Kelly by referee stoppage to retain the Canadian Championship

UWE Over the Top in Vancouver XX

Results

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

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Twenty! That’s ten twice!

Location:
UWE Studios, Vancouver
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Two times X is twenty, and what a show we have in store for you! Twenty shows in a row, with two very successful PPV’s in between is no mean feat, and UWE has been on fire! A good rpdocut means attracting new talent, and with Drew Stevenson, Adeline La Roux AND Bryan Blaze making their debuts, OTT XX is shaping up to be something special.
And not only that, the Masked Madman will go one on one with a Moore not named Brandon for the first time ever! James Calhoun will face a woman he cosniders a friend in Eavan Maloney. Can they overcome these challenges?
All of that, and much more. Only here, at UWE.

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The opening video and pyrotechnics of Over the Top have completed! The commentary team introduces the show to the audience and they are quickly cut off by the first superstar making his appearance tonight. Ten Ton Brick by Hurt ravages the fans’ ears as Matt Moore bursts through the curtain.

He makes it the ring after his normal entrance, but shoots around to the timekeeper’s area. He greets Sylvie Rose and the commentators before retrieving the microphone and getting in the ring. He mentions having a match with Asylum later, so he’s ready to get out what he has to say.

He discusses the wins procured by himself and his brother last week over Wulf and Tiami. He is disappointed that Moore allowed Sorrow to come back this week to take on Tiami, or Alexis, again. He’s calling his brother out!

The lights go off and Sorrow appears! Matt is furious. He tells him to let his brother come out and talk. He didn’t ask for Sorrow and doesn’t want him! Matt lunges at Sorrow, but the lights go out again. They come back on and Sorrow is gone.

Brandon Moore comes out of the backstage area! He tells Matt to stay out of it. Storming down the entrance ramp, Brandon Moore warns his brother to leave his business alone. Once he gets in the ring, he gets right in Matt’s face.

Matt tells him that he has his back, because he is his brother and every fight he has is a fight they share. He mentions Brandon’s family. He mentions him not being himself. He says that Sorrow did his job and got rid of JTX, now he can go for good.

Brandon says there is still work to be done. Sorrow is here to cleanse the evils of UWE and teach the people on the wrong side a lesson. Brandon isn’t having any of Matt. He tells him again to stay out of it or he’ll be sorry.

Matt tells him to bring it! He is challenging Sorrow for a match at Midsummer Massacre! If Matt can beat Sorrow, Brandon has to lock Sorrow up forever! Brandon ponders over it for a moment before giving Matt an answer.

Brandon says they’ll accept only if Matt allows the condition that if Sorrow wins, Matt has to join them on their “crusade.” Matt has no choice but to accept! He puts a hand out and Brandon shakes it once before throwing it away and storming back up the ramp.

A commercial break takes place, but upon return, footage is shown of what happened during the break!

The arena is once again plunged into darkness! The video screen eventually shows a picture of a black bird and a spotlight shines on Matt Moore. The words “Never Moore” appear on the screen in red. Matt scans the darkness, ready to fight for his life.

Suddenly, everything goes completely dark for a third time. When the lights come back on, Asylum appears! Behind Matt, Asylum towers over the UWE Studios. Matt turns and braces himself as he sees the Masked Madman.

Asylum simply says “Sorrow is temporary. But Asylum is forever.”

Asylum then simply turns and exits the ring, leaving everyone, including Matt Moore, stunned and confused. The commentators aren’t making any sense of it and just want to move forward with the matches for the evening as Sylvie takes her place in the ring.

Show Opener – Single’s Match
Jared Oliver w/ Danny Oliver vs. Mike Manning

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(Referee: Claudia Morello)

The opening match was nearly ready to begin but before it did Jared Oliver shared some inspiring thoughts about the opening match being more than a spot to be dreaded. After his short speech Jared awaited his opponent but Manning never showed. Instead an angry JTX came to the ring demanding Jared’s brother Danny come out and answer for an insult the pink haired grappler accused Danny of saying backstage.

Jared tried to assure JTX that he was mistaken but the longer he waited the angrier the skirt wearing superstar became until finally he snapped into action.

The fans are getting restless and begin to loudly express their dissatisfaction. JTX looks annoyed as he stands straight up and loudly folds the chair back up. Jared, believing he has made his point, turns away to hand the microphone back to Sylvie. When he turns around he is hit quickly and violently in the stomach with the top of the back rest of the folded steel chair by an angry JTX. As Jared is bent over, JTX places the top of the still folded steel chair between Jared’s chin and the ring canvas. JTX then raises Jared’s head with the chair directly under it and smashes Jared’s jaw into the rigid top of the chair as the chair is forced up into Jared’s jaw after bouncing off of the mat. Jared falls back onto the mat holding his jaw and thrashing about in obvious pain.

The referee tries to reprimand JTX, but he drives her out of the ring with a threat to swing the steel chair at her. As Jared is down holding his jaw JTX moves over to the nearest corner and removes the top turnbuckle pad. JTX threw down the microphone he was holding before he rammed Jared’s stomach with the chair, but he can be heard angrily taunting Jared as he bends down to pick the older of the Oliver Brothers up off the mat. JTX grabs the woozy Jared Oliver by the hair and runs with him towards the corner with the exposed turnbuckle. With a full head of steam, JTX runs with Jared over to the corner and throws Jared’s face jaw-first into the exposed steel top turnbuckle. The camera gets a nauseating close shot of Jared’s face as he slumps over the turnbuckle and blood starts to ooze from his mouth. JTX goes back to the chair that is now lying in the center of the ring. He sets up the chair again as if he intends to sit in it but he has other plans for the empty chair.

After the violent assault JTX angrily repeated the words ‘pink haired freak’ and ‘washed up loser’ blaming Danny for the trouble Jared had found. As the pink haired wrestler left the ring medical staff rushed to help the bleeding and battered Oliver.

NO CONTEST

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Match Two – Single’s Match
Drew Stevenson vs. Timothy Hunt

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(Referee: Corey Miner)

Before the match starts, Timothy Hunt extends his hand to Drew Stevenson, who entered the ring just prior. Looking down at Timothy’s stretched out hand, Drew stretches out a hand of his own and accepts the show of sportsmanship. After releasing the shake, both men back up into their respective corners as the referee signals for the bell.

Ding Ding!

Coming out of their corners, both Stevenson and Hunt circle around each other getting a feel for the other. Hunkering down a little, Stevenson holds his right arm up looking for a test of strength as Hunt smirks and obliges him. As both men lock hands, instead of trying to see who is stronger, Stevenson knees him in the midsection and quickly wraps his arms around his waist hitting a textbook Northern Lights suplex bridging it into a pin as the referee immediately slides into position to make the count.

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Two…

Getting his shoulder up off of the canvas, Stevenson rolls off of him, getting to his feet and as Hunt gets to his knees, Stevenson is in his face, smirking and holding his index finger just a centimeter away from his thumb to showcase just how close that was.

As both men are back to their feet, they circle each other once again. Looking to embrace in a collar and elbow tie-up, Stevenson ducks underneath Hunt’s grab, getting in behind him and immediately wraps his arms around Hunt’s waist taking him to the ground and applies a seated headlock really pulling back as Hunt, who lies on his stomach gets asked by the referee if he submits.
Shaking his head from side to side indicating that no, he doesn’t give up, Hunt begins to fight his way up to his feet as Stevenson keeps the hold applied, trying to wear Hunt down as much as he can.

Hunt manages to hoist Stevenson up into the air and slams him down with a backdrop as Hunt bridges it into a pin. Textbook reversal!

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Two…

Pressing his shoulder off of the canvas, Stevenson rolls backwards getting to his feet and as he does, Hunt is already there putting him down with a clothesline as Stevenson lies there shaking out the cobwebs.

Walking over to Stevenson and picking him up by his hair, he quickly hits a snap bodyslam driving Stevenson down to the canvas as the veteran arches his back, riving in a great deal of pain. Dropping down to his knees, Hunt quickly applies a seated sleeper which causes Stevenson to flail around, immediately trying to reach the bottom rope but he’s just too far away.
Continuing to fight, the sleeper begins to take its toll on Stevenson. As his arm begins to fade, Hunt shows a lot of tenacity as well as unorthodoxy by lying Stevenson onto his back and hooking the leg.

One…

Two…

With Drew Stevenson pressing his shoulder off of the canvas, the referee holds up two fingers to show Hunt that it was only a two count. Getting to his knees, he picks Stevenson up and out of nowhere, Stevenson explodes hitting a T-Bone suplex as both men are lying on the canvas which causes the referee to start the standard ten count.

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Five…

Six…

As both men begin to stir, showing signs that they are still able to continue; Stevenson crawls over to the ropes and uses them for leverage so that he can get back to his feet. Doing the same, Hunt comes rushing in again and catching Stevenson off guard, he manages to clothesline him over the top rope but due to his momentum, Hunt goes crashing over the top as well as once again, both men are lying on the floor, as the referee begins the standard ten count.

One…

Two…

Rolling over onto his stomach, Stevenson uses the ring apron to pull himself up to his feet. As Hunt does the same, both men begin to trade punches. Getting the upper hand, Stevenson begins to reel Hunt but when he least expects it, Hunt pushes Stevenson spine first into the steel post as he falls to the floor while reaching back to touch his back showing just how much pain he is in currently.

Three…

Four…

Five…

Slowly crawling back into the ring, Hunt lies there catching his breath as Stevenson, who is still lying on his stomach begins to reach for the ring apron once again.

Six…

Grabbing a handful of ring apron, Stevenson begins to pull himself up to his feet again as this capacity crowd is cheering him on.

Seven…

Eight…

Nine…

Managing to roll back into the ring before the referee gets to the ten count, the fans cheer loudly as Hunt can’t believe it. Lying on his back, Stevenson takes in many deep breaths trying to regain his energy, as well as his composure.
With Hunt now to his feet, he is hunkered down and motioning with his right hand for Stevenson to get up. Using the ropes as leverage, Stevenson manages to pull himself up to his feet and as soon as he gets up, there Hunt is, grabbing Stevenson from behind but the veteran hooks his leg behind Hunt’s causing the momentum to shift. Quickly going around and getting in behind Hunt, Stevenson has his arms wrapped around Hunt’s waist as he throws him backwards with a huge German suplex.

Keeping his hands locked together, Stevenson rises to his feet and takes in a deep breath, throwing Hunt back with another German which as you can tell; is definitely taking a toll on him.

Once again keeping his hands locked together, Stevenson slowly rises to his feet, definitely exhausted but showing great strength, he manages to put Hunt down with another German suplex as the veteran releases this one. Now unconscious, or so it seems, Hunt lies there motionless as Stevenson rises to his feet, breathing hard and signals to the crowd that this could be it. Watching Hunt rise to his feet, slowly, Stevenson is preparing to send Hunt to the ropes which is how he sets up for his finisher, the HT3 Spinebuster.
He grabs Hunt by the wrist, and sends him into the ropes! On the rebound, he grabs Hunt around the waist, lifts him up and after a beautiful rotation, he slams him down for the Heir to the Throne! He hooks the leg as people rise up to their feet…

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!

Winner, by pinfall at 11:21
–DREW STEVENSON—

After a grueling match, Drew Stevenson looks absolutely ecstatic. The smile on his face is one of pride, but also relief. He just won his first debut match, and as the referee raises his hand, he slowly nods, acknowledging the cheers of the UWE fans. As Hunt gets up his feet, Drew returns the favor made before the match, and extends his hand. Hunt looks at it, and gladly accepts. A honorable, hard-fought battle, topped with a great show of respect.

~*~*~

Back at ringside, the ring is dressed up. Red cloth covers the canvas and on the top of each ring post hangs a potted plant. In the middle of the ring, there are two leather chairs and a table, all adorning the same flame decal pattern. A couple of red water bottles and a microphone lie on the table.

“Indestructible” by Disturbed booms through the in-house PA system and Bryan Blaze appears onstage, dressed in a suit and tie. The fans vehemently boo and hiss at Blaze as he calmly walks down the ramp. Blaze walks up the steel steps, which are covered in the same red cloth draped over the ring. Blaze steps through the ring ropes and walks over to the table, grabbing hold of the microphone.

The fans boo that much louder as Blaze raises the microphone up to his lips. He smiles at this fact, knowing full well the entire reason behind the crowd’s unbridled hatred rests upon the success of his attack on Wulf Erikson last week. Knowing this, his first statement is simple.

Bryan Blaze: “Deal with it.”

A simple message, but a powerful one, nonetheless. The fans show their utmost displeasure-which is putting it mildly- at the message. Blaze laughs, knowing he practically has this crowd in the palm of his hands.

Bryan Blaze: “You people don’t truly realize the caliber of a man that stands before you, do you? You don’t realize that the entire reason you hate me is unwarranted, do you? You simply can’t fathom the fact that I’ve done the things that I have done for all of you. For all of Professional Wrestling.”

With that said, I would like to share with you another ingenious idea of mine. The hardest-hitting, most insightful Wrestling Talk-Show of the last Century. I welcome you all to…

THE HOT SEAT!

The crowd groans, most of them fairly certain they know what is sure to follow.

Bryan Blaze: “Now, without further ado, I would like to welcome the very first guest of The Hot Seat. This man is a former World Champion. He is a trailblazer. He is an innovator. He is a revolutionary….he is… BRYAN! BLAZE!”

The crowd’s worst fears are realized. Blaze however, keeps a straight face. After “Indestructible” blasts through the speakers once more for a few moments, he raises the microphone back up.

Bryan Blaze: “Welcome to the program, Bryan.”

“I’m happy to be here. I’m a big fan!”

“Oh please.”

“Seriously!”

“Much appreciated. Now, let’s get to the hard-hitting questions this crowd…probably doesn’t deserve. Why did you attack Wulf Erikson last week, effectively costing him his match against Matt Moore?”

“Well, Bryan…it’s like this. Wulf is a ‘Champion of the people’ type. He is basically a one trick pony for all of these people. Above all else though, he is a fraud.”

Blaze fakes a shocked look at his “guest”.

Bryan Blaze: “Wow! Big talk from our guest, ladies and gentlemen.”

Wait, I don’t think he’s finished…”

“Thank you, Bryan. I’m not, actually. See, it really bothers me. It bothers me to see someone so obviously trying so hard to be something they aren’t. To pander to these dumbasses week in and week out with the same old tired act. It’s embarrassing. For all of us.”

“It’s-“

There is a huge POP as Blaze is interrupted.. the opening wolf howl resounds through the arena as we are temporarily plunged into darkness.. Blaze seems to have another guest!”

The house lights come back on as “Dig up her bones” blasts through the PA system and the fans absolutely EXPLODE!

Ricky Darlington blocks his ears and shuts his eyes..

The cameras pan up to the stage but they don’t see any sign of Wulf anywhere. They also scan the ringside area, and then further into the crowd but there is still no sign of him whatsoever. The roar of confusion through the Vancouver fans is understandable..

Bryan Blaze sneers and angrily scans the crowd and the entrance way himself, but to no avail. Still no Wulf..

There is another HUGE pop as Wulf suddenly appears in the first row, leaps up and easily clears the barricade with a mid-air cartwheel.

Wulf has his dreads tied back, a live microphone holding them together and one of his trademark neon green bandanas pulled up over his face.. Blaze angrily turns around and he shakes his head and claps his hands mockingly as Wulf grabs the top rope and launches himself backward into the ring..

Wulf’s music dies out and the crowd volume picks up. He takes the microphone out, his dreadlocks falling down to their normal position in the process. There is a further boost in volume as Wulf comes up on the big screen facing Blaze as he pulls the bandana down around his neck and he cocks an eyebrow, giving him his patented lopsided grin..

Wulf Erikson: “Blaze. My man..I’m gonna stop you right there..”

There is something of a hush through the audience..

Wulf Erikson: “No reason. I just wanna stop ya there..”

Bryan rolls his eyes as there is a roll of laughter..

Wulf Erikson: “I’ll tell you right here, right now Bryan! I’m pleased as punch that you thought enough of me to follow me here to MY home..”

There is another BIG pop for Wulf..

Wulf Erikson: “I’m also pleased as punch that you thought enough of me to undermine what I’m all about, Bryan! But for you to assume that I’m ‘just like you once were’, you must have got into the freakin’ mushrooms again or something, duder..”

A further roll of laughter quickly died out as Wulf approaches Blaze somewhat heatedly..

Wulf Erikson: “I ain’t like you, Bryan. I will NEVER be like you. But that’s not what this is all about. You see, I could tolerate you being on my case. I could tolerate your messed up phone calls at the most inopportune moments..”

Wulf Erikson: “What I CANNOT and WILL NOT accept..is when you cost me my damn matches. THAT is it..”

Wulf gets right up close to Bryan who doesn’t back down one iota..

Wulf Erikson: “Now I’m really pissed, Blaze. You pissed off the most happy-go-lucky son of a bitch in this business. Congratulations, Bryan. Let’s come out here and waste the crowd’s time with another overrated talk show..bravo..bravo..”

Wulf returns that mocking clap of his hands to another roar of laughter..

Wulf Erikson: “But tell me, Bryan. If you know so much about me..”

There is a roar from the crowd Wulf shoots a sharp headbutt at Bryan as he flinches, and the crowd gasps as he stops short. Wulf doesn’t back down, staying right where he is..

Wulf Erikson: “Even when you have like, some kind of crazy obsession with me and it’s like you’re watching everything I do, why didn’t you know I was going to do that?”

There is a hush in the crowd, awaiting the response..

Wulf Erikson: “I’ll tell you why. Because you’re too coo-coo for caca to realize as I said, I am NOT like you. I don’t THINK a damn thing like you. Well there’s your proof..”

Blaze gives Wulf a stern look as he raises his microphone back up…

Bryan Blaze: “Woah. Wulf man, you interrupted my guest. Not cool. Not. Cool.”

Blaze turns his back on Wulf, to carry on with his “interview”.

Bryan Blaze: “Please excuse Mr. Erikson. He is not exactly professional. Please continue.”

“Thank you, Bryan.”

“As I was saying,”

“Wulf doesn’t get it. He really, truly, doesn’t. I guess he is the proof to the saying “ignorance is bliss”. He doesn’t want to face the fact that I do know what I’m talking about. That I once did indeed share the views he holds. Granted, that was a long time ago.
However, as a rookie, I was more than happy to be the “good guy”. The guy the kids look up to and the one who always did everything by the book. Did everything the “right” way. And sure, the fans adored me. They chanted my name night in and night out. Win or loss, I had their love. I had their acceptance. And, do you know where that got me?”

Blaze turns around to face Wulf. He has a much more sinister look on his face than he had a moment ago.

Bryan Blaze: “Nowhere.”

As soon as I abandoned all the stupid marks and the kids that wasted their parents hard-earned money on silly merch cooked up by whomever employed me, that’s when I truly became successful. Do you think I give the slightest shit about whether or not I’m accepted by them? I don’t.
I can at least look myself in the mirror now. I’m not some corporate shill. You can call me jaded and you can call me egomaniacal. You can slap any label on me that you want. At the end of the day, I know who I am. Do you, Wulf?”

Wulf gulped as he met Bryan’s crazed stare with his look of stony determination, with perhaps a hint of boyish bravado mixed in..there is a POP from the crowd as they catch the familiar lopsided grin as he raises the mic..

Wulf Erikson: “I know. I know damn well who I am, Blaze. And err..also Blaze..”

There is a roar from the Vancouver crowd as Wulf shrugs..

Wulf Erikson: “But I also know damn well who you are!”

The fans hush as the look of stony determination meeting crazed stare comes to boiling point. Wulf’s bottom lip curls just a little bit..

Wulf Erikson: “Get out your notepad, Blaze and Blaze. You’re that maniacal son/sons of bitches who is/are calling my phone from a cowar…I mean withheld number..”

There is a roll of laughter from the crowd and a twisted smile from Blaze, met with another lip curl from Wulf..

Wulf Erikson: “Your dumb ass is callin’ The Wulf at like 3am wakin’ my ass up..”

Wulf’s brow furrows as Blaze gives him a thumbs up and he gets a light laugh..

Wulf Erikson: “Blaze and Blaze, he’s bad people man! He’s callin’ up The Wulf when he’s drivin’..he’s callin’ me up when I’m trainin’ a freakin’ class..”

There is a loud BOOOOOO!

Wulf Erikson: “He even calls The Wulf right when he’s about to F…ah forget it! I’m done explaining this stoopid ass situation..”

Wulf steps closer to Bryan and he looks him up and down before lifting the mic once more slowly so as to build suspense, and the reaction he gets means that the ploy works!

Wulf Erikson: “You’re that guy who brutally attacks his colleagues just because you don’t appreciate their ‘shtick’. The guy who makes his debut but costing Wulf Erikson a high profile match. Apparently there’s two of you now, so going by all of these red flags, I’d say that this vanilla midget motherfucker hasn’t got a CLUE who he is right about now!”

There is a huge laugh through the arena, partially because of the good point..but mostly because of the cuss word. That twisted smile returns to Blaze’s face..

Wulf Erikson: “But that’s ok, man. Wulfie’s here. I’ll give you that damn fight you want so bad, any damn time you or Blaze want the damn thing!”

There is a roar of approval from the fans and even a nod and a shrug from Blaze.. Blaze tackles Wulf to the ground! They both struggle, and end up rolling out of the ring!

As both men stand, they go toe to toe with heavy handed punches from both sides! Wulf seems to be getting the upper hand when Blaze knees Wulf in the gut, and sends him face-first into the ring post, to the chagrin of the crowd. Blaze lifts him up with a smug grin on his face-WULF THRUSTS HIM INTO THE BARRICADE! Blaze crumbles to the floor and Wulf also falls to the side from the impact. UWE personnel and roster members come out to separate the two foes as OTT heads to commercial.

~*~*~

Match Three – Single’s Match
Marcus LeVine vs. Adeline La Roux

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(Referee: JJ Hemphill)

The match between LeVine and La Roux starts off with the pair locking up in the middle of the ring. Adeline quickly ducks around to lock Marcus into a tight hammerlock. He grunts as the blonde woman cranks on his shoulder but quickly ducks under to reverse the lock. La Roux now struggles but is able to quickly spin around and launch her opponent with an arm drag. Marcus is quick to his feet but Adeline puts him back on the mat with a hurricanrana. LeVine again gets to his feet and the woman tries again for another hurricanrana but the quick thinking Marcus attempts to counter with a powerbomb. The counter is double countered however as the smaller blonde manages to jump down and land on her feet, one of those feet she uses to super kick LeVine in his gut. Once he bends over Adeline hits a snap suplex.

The crowd is on its feet now, cheering the great showing. Adeline begins to pick Marcus up but he was playing possum! As he rises he uses the momentum to hit an European uppercut that comes all the way from the floor! La Roux scrambles to get back to her feet but as she stands her opponent floors the blonde haired wrestler with a devastating pele kick! Once Adeline falls Marcus quickly capitalizes with a big springboard moonsault! Marcus Levine looks to be completely in the driver’s seat now and he shows it with several hard stomps to his prone foes head bringing a chorus of booing from the crowd.

Levine shrugs off the booing and locks La Roux into a cross armbar. Adeline struggles and yells out in pain but Marcus only yanks back harder. The ref asks the writhing woman if she’d like to submit but defiantly Adeline shakes her head. Marcus grimaces and pulls harder but La Roux still refuses to tap, reaching out to try and grab a rope. Slowly, painfully the courageous and d woman reaches her prize and grabs on tightly. Relief doesn’t come however as Marcus continues his tight hold! The official yells for him to relent but that just makes him pull harder! Finally, just barely before the 5 count LeVine releases the hold.

Marcus is ordered to his corner as the ref checks on Adeline. He continues to ignore direction however and charges at his foe. La Roux ducks and yanks down the top rope to allow her opponent to sail out of the ring. As LeVine begns to get to his feet La Roux uses the ropes to springboard over and both crash into the barricade and hit the ground outside the ring. When neither wrestler gets to their feet the ref has no choice but to begin the count! Slowly Adeline Rises as the count reaches four and begins to climb into the ring. She gets most the way in when Marcus grabs her by the ankles and drags her back out. The count restarts however as LeVine lays into his foe with hard shots before grabbing her by the hair the bottoms of the wrestling gear and rams her shoulder first into the turnbuckle post. Marcus then attempts to Irish whip Adeline into the steel steps as the official screams five. La Roux reverses it however and LeVine crashes into the steps instead. Adeline gets into the ring once more but climbs back onto the apron and gets a running start to perform a dropkick that smashes Marcus’ head between her feet and the steps.

Marcus is brought to his feet by Adeline who then rolls him into the ring. The woman then scrambles into the ring and climbs a corner. She then launches herself into the air in an attempt to end the match with the Bite The Bullet! The bullet misses the mark however as Marcus rolls to safety. LeVine quickly turns Adeline over and covers her.

ONE…

TWO…

NO! La Roux gets her shoulder up! Frustrated Marcus lifts Adeline’s arm and puts his boot on her head. He puts a finger to his lips and shushes the crowd before stomping the young lady’s face into the mat. LeVine then goes for another cover.

ONE…

TWO…

DENIED AGAIN!!

The frustration is starting to show on Marcus. He lifts the battered Adeline to her feet and prepares to strike when Laroux counters with several stiff forearms. She prepares for another but LeVine blocks and pulls the woman wrestler into a kimura! The beating her arm has taken has worn Adeline down and after several agonizing seconds she is forced to tap!

Winner, by submission at 08:24
Marcus LeVine

After the bell rings, Marcus refuses to relent however, cranking the shoulder lock in deeper! LaRoux writhes and cries out as LeVine continues to twist. Finally on the third bell he releases the poor woman and stands with arms raised victorious amid a cacophony of boos, a sinister grin on his face.

~*~*~
Match Four – Single’s match
Lucilla vs. Wulf Erikson

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(Referee: Chuck Aitken)

As Chuck Aitken calls for the bell, Wülf is ready to go, but before he can initiate an opening maneuver, Lucille stretches out her arm and holds up a finger, indicating that he has to wait for a bit. She tells both Wülf and Chuck to ‘shoo’ and clear the center of the ring. Eyebrows raised, the two men begrudgingly do as told, their curiosity getting the better of them.
Lucilla then stands in the middle of the ring, and performs a backflip-corkscrew maneuver, landing perfectly on her feet. She stretches out her arms and opens her chest, much like a professional gymnast would, and then bows. She takes a step to the side, looks at Wulf, then points at the middle of the ring, daring him to do the same.

The crowd actually cheers Lucilla and her offer, and Wülf shakes his head in disbelief, but the wide grin on his face tells us that he’s more than happy to accept. He takes center stage and as the fans go berserk, he pulls off the same maneuver… but gets in an extra rotation on the corkscrew! He winks at Lucilla, and ‘bows out’, daring her to do one better. The crowd is going absolutely wild, and Lucilla returns his grin.

We have a flipping contest, folks. And it’s a game of one-upsmanship!

Lucilla reclaims her spot in the middle of the ring. She tells Wülf to watch closely. She does a backflip, gets in two rotations on it, lands on her shoulders, and kips back up in one smooth motion, landing back on her feet! Flippin’ Wow! Wulf acknowledges it, by pulling the ‘Not Bad’ face Obama made famous. Lucilla raises an eyebrow and backs off, wondering how on Earth Wulf is going to top that. The Silver Bullet runs to the ropes, leaps, and uses the top rope as a springboard. He jumps to another rope on the adjacent side of the squared circle, twisting in mid-air, springboards off of that as well, and performs four corkscrews in the air, before landing on his hands! He maintains a perfect handstand, and then pushes off, adding one more flip for good measure before landing on his feet. The crowd goes absolutely wild! Wülf now laughs, as it’s obvious he has won! The crowd seems to agree as they wildly chant his name.

*THWACK*

Lucilla, either being a sore loser or just bored, runs in with an enzuiguiri, catching Wülf completely off guard. With Ricky at ringside raving about Lucilla’s brilliance and how Wülf’s showboating is going to cost him dearly, Lucilla goes for the cover!

ONE…

TWO…

Wülf kicks out, and shakes his head. The enzuiguiri was all the more devastating because he hadn’t seen it coming, and was unable to brace himself. He clutches his neck, but didn’t spot Lucilla coming in with a rolling thunder! She hits it, and hooks his leg once again.

ONE…

TWO…

Wulf kicks out! Lucilla slaps the mat in frustration, and slaps him across the face! She grabs him by the arms and sets him up in the corner with his back to the buckles. She takes a few steps backwards and nails him with a facewash! Wulf slumps, but remains in the corner. Lucilla audibly giggles, and takes position… Stinkface! She rubs her bottom all over Wülf’s face. While some men would kill for the pleasure, the Silver Bullet is none too pleased. As Lucilla cackles and rolls back to the middle of the ring, he seems to get an adrenaline boost. He rolls, kips up and levels an unsuspecting Lucilla with a Pelé Kick! Lucilla goes down, but instead of waiting to be pinned, she rolls through to the outside to catch her breath.

Nope. Erikson gets up, runs the ropes, and accompanied by a ‘WHOA!’ from the crowd hits the #DownToFlip! He crashes into Lucilla, and as she collapses, Wülf gets up, spreads his arms wide, and calls for the crowd to make some noise! And boy, do they ever. They almost blast the roof off of the building. Erikson grabs Lucilla by the hair and rolls her back into the ring, before hopping on the apron and springboarding again. In a move reminiscent to the one he used in the earlier flipping contest, he springboard to another rope, and hits a corkscrew moonsault off of it, landing right on top of Lucilla, instantly pinning her!

ONE…

TWO…

But Lucilla is OTB, and she kicks out! Wülf smirks, gets up, and waits for Lucilla to do the same, scouting for the perfect moment to strike! He crawls in, and locks in an attempt at the Wit’s End! But before he can sweep out her feet from under her, Lucilla manages to grab hold of a rope, giving her plenty of leverage to avoid being swept away into defeat. With Wülf blocked, she escapes the hold, and rolls out of the ring, next to the announce table.

Didn’t you learn your lesson last time, Lucilla? This is Wülf Erikson you’re facing, who is more comfortable flipping about than with his feet on solid ground. Another DTF? You bet! He runs up, springboard off the top rope… but Lucilla hits him with the Red Light in mid-air! She nails the mist straight into his face. Completely and instantaneously disoriented, Wülf loses all sense of where he is and crashes on top of the announce table, which collapses! With CJ shrieking and Ricky all giddy, Lucilla grins, her chin now red with the residue of the paint. With Wülf down, she lifts up the apron curtains, and retrieves a kendo stick.

What is she doing? Does she really not care about being disqualified? The answer seems to be ‘no’. Lucilla points the stick at Wülf, who is slowly crawling back to his feet. She wields it like a sword, putting it under his chin to position his head juuuuust right… She goes for the swing!
But it’s blocked. Chuck Aitken has rolled out of the ring, and grabs the end of the kendo stick, before ripping it out of her hands and throwing it away. We’re not sure who’s more furious here, the ref or the Ballwrecking Bitch. They both start shouting at each other, with Aitken throwing threats of DQ her way, and Lucilla threatening to eat his dog Fifi. Chuck loves that dog!

But with Lucilla distracted, she never sees Wülf coming. He grabs her. Sweeps her legs… Wit’s End on the outside!

Aitken has lost count, and decides to roll back into the ring, starting at 5… Wülf hoists Lucilla into his shoulders, and rolls her back into the ring. And he’s going for the icing on top of the cake! He hops on the apron and ascends the top turnbuckle. He leaps, going for a 450 splash, but Lucilla rolls out of the way! He spots it in time though, and flips onto his feet rather than crash and burn. But Lucilla rolls him up from behind!

ONE…

Oblivious to the ref, she uts her feet on the rope for added leverage!

TWO…

THREE!

Under a chorus of boos, Lucilla laughs, as Chuck Aitken calls for the bell!

Winner, by pinfall at 13:05
–LUCILLA–
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Lucilla rolls out of the ring instantaneously. Wülf’s arguing with the referee doesn’t help. He knows she cheated to win but can’t do anything about it. He looks at her with a look of disgust, and shakes his head. Despite a valiant effort, Lucilla tricked the referee and got away with the win.

~*~*~

Match Five – Single’s Match
Michael Kelly vs. Justin Lust

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(Referee: Claudia Morello)

The Chosen One, Michael Kelly, is making waves around the wrestling world. The number one contender to Armenian Beast’s Canadian Championship faces off against Justin Lust, who seems slightly more focused than usual after rumors of Wülf Erikson whispering words of encouragement into his ears. However, as soon as the bell rings, Kelly’s superior skills are immediately apparent. Lust goes for a lock-up, but is driven back into a corner by the strong style artist. Pushing him against the buckles, Kelly releases the lock-up, and nails Lust with several stiff forearms to the face.
Each shot looks like a sledgehammer being driven into the rookie’s face, and his head nastily snaps back with every blow he receives. Morello intervenes, making sure Kelly doesn’t actually break Lust’s neck, and asks if he can continue. Justin nods, although even that already seems to give him quite a bit of pain. Kelly, focused as ever, grabs Lust by the wrist and Irish whips him to the other side of the ring. Lust hits the turnbuckles so hard he bounces off of them, and Kelly comes charging in, planting his knee right in Justin’s gut. He doubles over, only to be uppercutted by the Chosen One. He crashes to the floor, but is hit instantly with a kneedrop to the temple. Morello slides in, again asking Lust if he wants to quit. He nods his head, and as he does so is immediately grabbed by his long hair. Kelly lifts him up, and proceeds to lay some knife edge chops into his chest, each of which reverberates throughout the arena. Crying in agony, Lust tries to retreat, but as he turns his back to his opponent, Kelly nails him with a snap German suplex that drive the back of his head into the mat.

Lust isn’t getting up. He’s not even moving. Morelly tells Kelly to back off as he checks on him. ‘MK’ casually leans against the ropes as the referee does she, seemingly annoyed at the delay. Morello has no choice but to start counting. Kelly starts measuring up his opponent, and smirks. At the count of eight, Lust is on his knees. And he has a date. With Desti-knee!

Kelly charges in with his deadly single leg running knee strike. There is such a hard collision that people in the front row look away. One mother shields her child’s eyes. Kelly immediately goes for the pin.

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!

Winner, by pinfall at 03:36
–MICHAEL KELLY–

Kelly rises to his feet. As his theme plays he ascends the top turnbuckles, with Lust lying motionless in the ring. He points at the Over the Top sign and then makes a strap motion across his abdomen section. He just put the world on notice. He’s hungry for gold, and he is cashing in his shot at the Canadian Championship next week at OTT XXI!

~*~*~

Match Six – Elimination Match
Mike Rosati vs. The Bhutanese Beast vs. Bryan Blaze vs. Corporal Punishment

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(Referee: Corey Miner)

The match starts off with the superstars in pairs. Bryan Blaze immediately goes after Corporal Punishment and pushes him into a corner. They begin trading blows while Mike Rosati locks up with Karma Tenzin the old fashioned way.

Mike switches into a headlock, wrenching down hard on the Bhutanese Beast. Karma is able to twist out and apply a hammerlock. He follows that with a club to the back of Mike’s head. Meanwhile, Blaze is eating some forearms by the Corporal.

Punishment quickly sends him across the ring with an Irish Whip. Before he can rush towards Blaze, Tenzin and Rosati lock back up right in his way. CP charges at them, but in an act of cohesiveness, Karma and Mike send the Corporal flying with a double hip toss.

Blaze comes at them out of the corner but is met with a double elbow! Karma Tenzin looks at the former Maddogg and shows his approval of their current partnership. It doesn’t last long. Rosati sends a big kick to Karma Tenzin’s gut. He sets Tenzin’s head between his legs and locks the double underhook.

Out of nowhere, Bryan Blaze reenters the ring and hits the ropes! He springboards and connects with The Heatwave! Karma Tenzin drops out of Rosati’s grasp as Mike tumbles to the mat. Bryan Blaze quickly moves in for the cover as Corey Miner slaps the mat!

One…

Two…

Three!

Mike Rosati has been eliminated!

Blaze rolls off as Rosati is forced to head to the back. He stands and Corporal Punishment is back in this thing! CP sends a big shoulder block at Blaze. He hits the ropes and rebounds with a big knee drop. Punishment goes for the cover.

One…

Two…

Blaze gets a shoulder up!

Punishment stands, ready to inflict more…punishment. Har har.

That is short lived, though! Karma Tenzin moves in and locks the waist of Corporal Punishment. Huge German Suplex! CP bounces off of the mat and ends up rolling out of the ring. Karma Tenzin and Bryan Blaze are having a standoff now.

They begin to circle and Bryan strikes first. He sends a flurry of legs kicks into the Bhutanese Beast, driving him back. Blaze keeps Karma on the ropes with a combination of jabs and hooks. He hits the ropes on the other side of the ring. As he comes back, Karma ducks down, pulling the ropes!

Blaze flips over onto the apron. Karma pulls him up and locks in a sleeper hold! He’s got a version of Enlightenment locked in over the ropes onto Blaze! Corey Miner tells him to bring it back in the ring, but with no rope breaks out count outs, there isn’t much he can do except yell.

Fortunately for Blaze, he’s quick on his feet and with his thinking. Bryan reaches up and grabs onto Tenzin’s head. He’s able to drop down and stun the Beast on the ropes. Bryan snaps out of it and hurries to his feet. He springboards in at Karma, but Karma moves! Bryan is able to roll through to his feet!

Blaze quickly turns and rushes the Bhutanese Beast, but Karma Tenzin is ready! He spins around and hooks the sleeper hold! Karma and Blaze are both struggling to get the advantage. If Karma is able to drop himself and Bryan to a knee, it could be over for Blaze in his debut match!

The struggle continues, but Corporal Punishment is ready to remind everyone that he is still in this thing! CP is on the top rope! He dives and throws an arm out!

Blaze breaks out of the sleeper hold and escapes the path of Corporal Punishment…

JUMP SCHOOL CONNECTS!

CP hits Karma Tenzin with his signature flying clothesline! Punishment is obviously fine with that outcome as he climbs on top of Karma Tenzin and hooks the leg.

One…

Two…

Three!

The Bhutanese Beast, Karma Tenzin, has been eliminated!

Two down, two left!

As soon as Punishment releases the pin fall, Bryan Blaze is hounding him. He begins to club his back and send knees into his midsection. Punishment puts his guard up and tries to scramble away. Blaze is just keeping on him, though.

Blaze drives Punishment into the corner, reminiscent of the opening part of the match up. He backs up and charges forward. CP with a countering elbow! He quickly switches positions with Blaze. He turns Blaze so that he is facing the corner and sends a salute the crowd!

One turnbuckle smash…

Two…

Three!

He keeps going and the crowd begins counting!

Corporal Punishment slams Byran Blaze’s head into the turnbuckle twenty-one times! 21 Gun Salute!

Blaze stumbles backwards and falls to the mat. CP drops down with him for a pin fall! Corey Miner moves in.

One…

Two…

Blaze kicks out!

Punishment takes the kick out in stride and keeps going after Blaze. CP sends a few stomps before lifting him to his feet. He drags Blaze to a corner and hoists him up! He’s calling for the end! Death From Above!

CP climbs and hooks the arm. He lifts, but it’s blocked! Blaze isn’t budging!

Bryan Blaze delivers some hard blows to the Corporal’s side, causing him to let go! Blaze shoves and Punishment lands on the mat! Bryan Blaze hurriedly flips off of the top rope for a 450 Splash!

Punishment moves! But Blaze is quick and sees it! He hits a roll out of the flip and keeps running toward the ropes! CP gets up and sends a big clothesline towards Blaze, but Blaze ducks!

Bryan hits the other side of the ring now, leaping, and springboarding! He sends The Heatwave towards Punishment!

No! Punishment backs up and grabs onto Blaze’s leg, not letting it connect! Blaze hits the mat and the Corporal grabs the other leg! He starts to swing him!

The fans count and a dizzy ten times is how many CP goes around! He let Blaze fall but immediately locks in the ankle lock part of the sequence!

Taps has been applied by the soldier!

In the center of the ring, Blaze has nowhere to go! He’s forced to pound the mat and submit!

Bryan Blaze has been eliminated!

Corporal Punishment releases the hold and jumps to his feet, celebrating his victory! His uncle, Major Payne, would be proud!

Winner, by pinfall at 10:55
–CORPORAL PUNISHMENT—

~*~*~

Prior to the next match, Matt Moore has been hunted down by Angela Icke. She’s caught him for an interview, questioning the situation from earlier in the evening. Matt touches base on the issue with his brother’s “mind roommate.” He just reiterates that at Midsummer Massacre, he’s going to send Sorrow away for good.

Angela then questions what happened with Asylum. During the break, after Matt challenged Sorrow for the upcoming pay-per-view, Asylum interrupted. He stated that “Sorrow is temporary. Asylum is forever.” Matt calls Asylum a maniac just like Sorrow and that he’s not intimidated.

Angela then mentions Matt’s confidence after what some would call a tainted win last week. Matt has no idea what she is talking about. He got to check the box on the list he made that included Wulf Erikson and James Calhoun. Angela remembers now that Matt is not too fond of modern technology and probably hadn’t seen anything about it.

She pulls out her phone, finds a video, and shows Matt the ending of his match up against the Silver Bullet. He sees that Bryan Blaze hopped the barricade, connected with brass knuckles, and sent Wulf tumbling to the mat. Matt seems a bit disappointed in this revelation.

Nonetheless, he says people need to mind their own business. Too many people are in his way for no reason. Well, he is going to give them a reason to stay out of his way. That starts with Asylum up next!

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Match Seven – Single’s Match
Asylum vs. Matt Moore

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(Referee: JJ Hemphill)

Moore versus Asylum is on with the Masked Madman sending a big blow towards Matt! Matt avoids it, though, shooting for Asylum’s legs. He isn’t able to take him down, but he is able to push him backwards against the ropes! JJ Hemphill immediately demands the match move away from the ropes. Asylum doesn’t give a damn, though. He simply drops a massive double axe handle over Moore’s back.

Moore drops to a knee and Asylum sends another axe handle. Matt screams out from the back pain. Asylum drags him to his feet in the center of the ring. He grabs Matt by the hair and sends a massive headbutt his way. Matt drops to the canvas.

Asylum sets one foot on Matt as JJ moves in.

One…

Matt throws Asylum’s foot away.

The Masked Madman knows that wasn’t it, but is certainly starting the mind games early. Asylum slowly lifts Matt to his feet. He takes just a moment too long as Matt explodes out of his clutches! Moore sends a flurry of forearms at Asylum, backing him against the ropes. He sends Asylum across the ring with an Irish Whip.

Asylum comes back and Matt drops down, causing his opponent to continue running. Asylum rebounds yet again. Matt wraps around Asylum’s waist as he comes back, but the big man halts his momentum immediately! The overhead belly-to-belly suplex isn’t going to pan out this time!

Asylum shows his freak strength by simply busting out of Matt’s grasp and lifting him onto his shoulder. Asylum drives Matt’s back into the turnbuckle and swiftly spins to drop him to the ground with a running slam.

Asylum stays on top of Matt, but not for a cover. He lifts a knee up to place it on Matt’s face and begins to grind it back and forth. JJ Hemphill calls for Asylum to break it up, but it’s of no use. He has to start counting.

One…

Two…

Three…

Four…

Asylum gets off of Matt at the last possible opportunity. Again, grabbing the hair, Asylum lifts Moore to his feet. Looking for a quick ending, Asylum hoists Matt onto his shoulders again. He’s calling for the Lobotomy!

No! Matt wiggles free and drops down behind Asylum. He forces him forward, causing him to rebound off of the ropes. Matt keeps a hold and rolls through with a pin fall! JJ Hemphill speeds in!

One…

Two…

Asylum forces Matt off of him!

Both men hurry to their feet, but Matt is on Asylum first!

Step Up Enziguiri!

Asylum hits the mat and Moore speeds towards the corner. He hops onto the top rope and measures the distance to the downed masked man. He approves! Matt flips off and lands a Somersault Leg Drop! He hooks Asylum’s leg!

One…

Two…

Asylum gets a shoulder up!

He’s not going down that easy. Matt is a bit surprised that he hasn’t put him away. Matt is quick to get Asylum to his feet. He’s not wasting any time! Matt goes to lock in the Cobra Clutch, but he can’t lock his legs around the Masked Madman!

Asylum refuses to let this submission be the end of him. He scratches and claws at Matt, struggling to remove himself from the hold. Instead, he uses his power to force Moore backwards, slamming him into the turnbuckle.

The impact causes Matt to break his hold. Asylum is free as Matt stumbles out of the corner. A kick to the gut and Asylum has Matt where he wants him! He lifts…and wham! A powerbomb! The End is Near connects!

Asylum drops onto Matt for the cover and Hemphill slides in!

One…

Two…

Thr…

No, Matt is able to get a shoulder up!

Asylum is uncharacteristically shocked. He knows he needs to finish this up sooner rather than later. Asylum gets Matt to his knees, holding onto his hair, ignoring the referee’s requests to let go.

The Masked Madman is right in Matt’s face, spewing disturbing comments galore. He then gets Matt to his feet and Irish Whips him into the ropes. Asylum is looking for the Shock Treatment!

He leaps and sends the dropkick!

Matt holds onto the ropes and Asylum drops hard down to the ring!

Asylum rolls over and gets to his feet. He turns back towards a spinning Matt Moore!

The Gaijin Kaiju throws a boot as Asylum is fully facing him now…

Discuss Big Boot connects! Asylum drops and Matt covers!

One…

Two…

Three!

Matt Moore is victorious yet again!

Winner, by pinfall at 08:43
-MATT MOORE–

JJ Hemphill goes to raise his hand, but Matt will have none of that. He simply slides out of the ring, avoiding any revenge Asylum may be looking to get.

~*~*~

Before the eighth match of the evening, Amaranthine’s Nexus hits the studio’s speakers. Over the Top’s General Manager Lara Pegorino comes out, to a standing ovation of the fans. They cheer and chant her name as she makes her way to the ring, no doubt reminiscing about the days she was an active competitor.
Sylvie Rose hands her a microphone, and the GM addresses the fans, after their cheers have died down. She announces that following Midsummer Massacre, UWE will launch a new division. And the best and only way to properly ensure that it is off to a flying start, is by holding a tournament. UWE will host a tag team competition to crown the inaugural champions of a newly launched Tag Team Division. It’s open to absolutely anyone, providing they are cleared by the General Manager. This is met by an enthusiastic roar of the fans, who can’t wait to see new champions crowned! Lara also says that the brackets are currently being drawn up, and that there are still spots left, but that it’s already shaping up to be nothing short of phenomenal!

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Match Eight – Single’s Match
Eavan Maloney vs. James Calhoun

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(Referee: Claudia Morello)

The anxiously awaited match between Maloney and Calhoun began light heartedly with Eavan poking fun at her friend by wearing his hat and mimicking drinking a beer. Calhoun didn’t seem to find any humor in it, however, dropping an unprepared Maloney with a stiff right. Calhoun follows up with a trio of hard stomps. He tries for a quartet but Eavan gets out of the way and kicks the cowboy hard in the gut. She gets to her feet then floors Calhoun with a stiff knee. When he gets back to his feet James is surprised by a sudden monkey flip that brings the fans to their feet. The Steam Punk Warrior springboards to attempt another knee but the champ steps aside and counters with a massive clothesline. Undeterred she kips up and waves for Calhoun to keep it coming.

The champ obliges and rushes in but Maloney surprises him with a dropkick to the knee and follows up with an enzuiguiri. The plucky Irish scrapper then moves in for the Eavan lock!
Maloney grabs one leg, hooks up the other, and manages to roll Calhoun over! Maloney is winching back on that Texas Cloverleaf, Calhoun desperately trying to get to the ropes, trying to reach back and grab Maloney’s foot, anything to break out. Calhoun pulls himself up on his hands, Maloney starts to fall forward, but as she rights herself to lean back again, Calhoun gets a hand on the rope, the referee telling Maloney to break the hold. Maloney does, Calhoun pulls himself to the corner, trying to get feeling back in his leg. Maloney, slow to capitalize, staggers back in Calhoun’s direction, he pulls himself to his feet on one leg, and swings at Maloney. Maloney dodges the first one, but not the second which catches her on the ear and Maloney is staggering before falling face-first on the mat.

Calhoun lifts the woman by the hair until she gets to her knees then slams a hard elbow stamp onto her face to drop her again. The callous cowboy then puts a foot on Eavan’s face and begins to grind his heel in hard. The official orders Calhoun to stop but he just chuckles and shows off four fingers, ordering the ref to count. Finally the count huts four and James lets the writhing woman up. When she stands Calhoun comes in to attack again but Eavan counters fast. Ducking under the punch she throws several quick punches and kicks of her own. The flurry ends with a hard superkick that would have floored Calhoun except that he fell into the corner. The warrior woman charges and lands a devastating dropkick that leaves her foe sitting against the turnbuckle. The plucky Irish lass gets a mischievous look on her face and rolls out of the ring to grab the cowboys hat once more. She waves it over her head and yells out Yeeehawww! Before rushing the champ to hit him with a bronco buster, holding the hat above her head as she bounces on the rope. The crowd cheers and laughs at Calhoun’s predicament.

After a few seconds Eavan rolls back and charges again, this time looking for a drop kick to the face. Calhoun manages to roll out of the way and hopes to leave Maloney crashing into the turnbuckle. He doesn’t notice that she was able to land on the second turnbuckle until he turns around to see the Irish warrior leaping at him in an attempted body press. The cowboy moves faster than expected and catches Eavan in mid flight, Calhoun then lifts her onto his shoulder to slam the woman but she again surprises him by sliding back to lock Calhoun in position for an inverted DDT! He hits the ground with a heavy thud and Maloney rolls him up.
The refs hand was almost ready to slap the mat for the third time when Calhoun’s shoulder shoots off the mat. Frustrated but not defeated Maloney begins to lift Calhoun to his feet when he rakes his fingers across her eyes. The maneuver earns a harsh rebuke from the ref but the callous one ignores it, exploding forward with a huge lariat. Eavan hits the mat hard and her foe follows up with a fist drop to the face before attempting a pin on his own!

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2

Maloney is up! The plucky lady won’t stay down! An irritated Calhoun punches her roughly in the face before lifting her up. The irate cowboy sends her to the ropes and attempts to land his Boot Hill but Maloney ducks under it and hits the other rope. The pair rushes each other and collides hard in a double clothesline that leaves both prone in the center of the ring. The official checks the wrestlers then begins the ten count.

At five Calhoun makes it to his feet and stands on wobbly legs. The cowboy climbs a turnbuckle and prepares to leap off in what looks to be a flying elbow but waits one moment as he notices Eavan hasn’t risen yet. He grimaces and takes deep breathe before leaping. The hesitation was brief but it was enough. Maloney gets out of dodge and lets the cowboy crash onto empty mat. He tries to get up but is met with a solid super kick that drops him for a second time. Maloney rolls Calhoun up and…

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!

Winner, by pinfall at 10:01
–EAVAN MALONEY—

Eavan Maloney has beaten the champ! The crowd is going wild as the plucky Irish lass raises her arns. She sees Calhoun struggling to stand and walks over to offer a hand up. The cowboy looks at the offered hand then to Maloney. He reaches out as if he is going to take it but slaps the hand away instead. The defeated champion rolls out of the ring as the victorious Maloney stares after him with a mixture of hurt and anger on her face. Before the match they swore they’d remain friends, but it doesn’t seem to be that way now…

~*~*~
Main Event – No Disqualification
Brandon Moore/Sorrow vs. Tiami Erickson

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(Referee: Chuck Aitken)

The main event of the evening has arrived. It truly does appear to be Brandon Sorrow versus Alexis. The supernatural being inside Brandon Moore’s mind and the dangerous alter ego inside of Tiami Erickson’s. And no disqualification to top it off. Chuck Aitken is about to have his hands full!

The two stand with no emotion across their faces. The bell rings and there is no movement to start. Sorrow just surveys Alexis up and down with his black voided eyes. Alexis doesn’t break contact with Sorrow’s face. She strolls forward, staring up into Sorrow’s nothingness.

Sorrow actually smirks, but that expression is quickly gone. Sorrow launches his head forward. Huge headbutt that sends Alexis stumbling backwards. She chuckles and speeds at Sorrow, actually catching him off guard.

She connects with a big jumping forearm. Sorrow moves back. Another forearm. He’s in the turnbuckle. Alexis backs up and rushes at Sorrow one more time. Sorrow moves! Alexis bounces chest first off of the padding and Sorrow grabs her hair, slamming her back to the mat.

He’s taking advantage of the No DQ ruling early! Sorrow rolls out of the ring and starts searching underneath it. It isn’t long before he pulls something out. Sorrow has gotten a hold of a kendo stick!

Sorrow heads back in towards Alexis. He swings the stick down at her, but she rolls out of the way. Another swing and she moves again! Getting frustrated, Sorrow simply throws the stick at her as she hops to her feet.

She blocks the impact by swatting the stick away and dropkicks Sorrow in the knee. Sorrow drops as Alexis exits the ring and heads over to the timekeeper’s area.

Sorrow’s movement isn’t halted with a simple dropkick, however. He follows behind her. Sorrow reaches over the barricade into the area. Alexis surprises him! A steel chair shot cracks Sorrow right over the head. Alexis throws the chair into the ring, saving it for later.

She mounts Sorrow and says some awful things the camera was not able to pick up. Alexis rains down some punches onto Sorrow’s skull, putting more hurt where the chair connected.

She gets off and sadistically taunts to the fans in the front row. Alexis then climbs onto the apron, waiting for Sorrow to get to his feet. She hollers for him to rise and once he does, she takes off down the apron in his direction. Alexis leaps off, but Sorrow cracks her with a massive European Uppercut!

Alexis crumbles and Sorrow is quick to keep up the attack. He lifts Alexis up and sends her right into the barricade. Chuck Aitken is simply watching from inside the ring. He’s there to call a pin fall or a submission. That’s it.

Sorrow is going for yet another weapon! He’s got…

A TABLE!

Sorrow slides it into the ring and then does the same to Alexis.

Sorrow enters next and heads right for the table. He begins to set it up, obviously hoping for something big and brutal in a moment.

Alexis isn’t out of this, though! Sorrow turns around and gets hit with the steel chair right into the gut! Good thing Alexis tossed it in the ring earlier! Another chair shot follows over Sorrow’s back.

Alexis sets the chair up now, as if she were about to sit in it…but that’s not the case.

She hooks Sorrow’s arm and head. Alexis lifts…

Icy Nail onto the chair!

The scoop brainbuster drops Sorrow hard, distorting the steel of the chair. It’s unrecognizable!

Alexis hurries for a cover!

One…

Two…

Sorrow kicks out!

Alexis discards the ruined chair and notices the kendo stick that Sorrow was using earlier. She grabs it and starts to whack Sorrow in the spine with it. The crowd flinches with every crack heard from the bamboo.

She grabs both ends of the stick now and breaks it over Sorrow’s back! The kendo stick snaps and she tosses it out of the ring. She gets Sorrow to his feet, with his back towards her. Alexis reverses before charging forward. She hooks Sorrow’s head and leaps over the table!

Ice Spike!

No! Sorrow breaks free and lets Alexis simply fly over the table without bringing him through it. She lands on her feet and braces herself against the turnbuckle in order to stop her momentum. She turns and is standing across the table from Sorrow.

Alexis throws a roundhouse, but Sorrow backs away. There’s not enough room for it connect. They’re seemingly at a stalemate now! Alexis perches herself on the top rope and Sorrow has had enough. He moves the table out of the way and heads towards his opponent.

Alexis leaps off, looking for a diving hurricanrana! Sorrow catches her, though! He pulls her up and moves towards the table. Powerbomb!

No! Alexis rolls over the top of Sorrow and brings him with her for a pin fall attempt!

One…

Two…

Sorrow forces Alexis off!

She hurries and grabs Sorrow from behind! Icy Coffin!

No, Sorrow is able to reverse out of it! He pulls away, kicks Alexis in the gut, and hooks her arms. He lifts her and drops her right on her head!

Demon Driver!

Sorrow covers! Chuck Aitken with the count!

One…

Two…

Alexis gets a shoulder up!

Sorrow keeps on her, hooking her arms on the ground. He’s looking for Sing Your Sorrows!

Alexis isn’t letting it happen! She wiggles and worms her way free from Sorrow and leaps to her feet. Sorrow rushes in and jumps at Alexis, but she moves out of the way! Sorrow lands on the second rope, but is immediately hit with a low blow! Alexis went downtown!

She hooks Sorrow’s legs over the ropes now, seating him on the turnbuckle. Alexis drags the table over and sets it in position. She climbs the ropes now and hooks Sorrow’s head for a reverse DDT. She’s looking for the Icy Coffin off the top, through the table!

Sorrow won’t allow it! He holds on and is able to slip away onto the apron. Sorrow trips up Alexis, causing her to fall onto the ropes in a seated position much like he just was!

Sorrow climbs from the apron to the top rope. He lifts Alexis up and steadies them both so that they don’t fall. Sorrow hooks her head and arms and turns them around so they are facing the opposite way of how they just were.

Sorrow lifts, turns, and drops Alexis!

Darkness Falls through the table! My god!

A few moments pass as Sorrow removes himself from the rubble. He drags Alexis out as well, so that her shoulders may touch the mat. Sorrow covers and Chuck Aitken moves in.

One…

Two…

Three!

Winner, by pinfall at 11:25
–BRANDON SORROW—

Brandon Sorrow has defeated Alexis! He stands with the void look in his eyes. The show ends with a snarling Sorrow and his blackened eyes being the last image seen. That’ll keep the kids up all night!

Quick Results
°Jared Oliver vs. Mike Manning ends in no contest
°Drew Stevenson def. Timothy Hunt by pinfall
°Marcus LeVine def. Adelina La Roux by submission
°Lucilla def. Wülf Erikson by pinfall
°Michael Kelly def. Justin Lust by pinfall
°Corporal Punishment def. Bryan Blaze, Karma Tenzin and Mike Rosati by pinfall
°Matt Moore def. Asylum by pinfall
°Eavan Maloney def. James Calhoun
°Brandon Sorrow def. Tiami Erickson by pinfall