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PW Presents Under The Coliseum Lights 2-Part 1

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***DARK MATCH***

 Thaddeus Thatcher vs. Ricky Rock
Ricky Rock entered this match declaring that if he didn't win, he would quit PW. Thaddeus Thatcher gave him the fight of his life, bringing on a quick paced, MMA based style that battered Ricky Rock down into submission. Ricky tried to fight through, lasting ten minutes with the vicious newcomer, taking all his hard, legit shots, yet still getting back up for more punishment. In the end, a battered, bloody Ricky was dragged to the top rope, then DROPPED on his head with the Blood Money, drawing an early "HOLY SHIT!!!" from the crowd. Thaddeus Thatcher pinned Ricky Rock, gaining his first victory in PW. After the match a beaten up Ricky grabbed a mic, confirming this was his last match with PW. He waved goodbye to the fans, who for once actually clapped for Ricky. It wasn't a huge crowd reaction, but it was enough to draw a bruised up Ricky to tears. Head held low, he walked out of a PW venue for the very last time.

WINNER: Thaddeus Thatcher via PIN FALL

 Randy Trimm vs. The Twin-Nisher
Coming in with a similar amount of hype to Thaddeus Thatcher, the crowd was very much looking forward to seeing the fellow crossover star try his hand at pro wrestling. Unfortunately it wasn't as successful as he thought it would be as Randy gassed early, like real early. Five minutes in and the crowd was booing heavily, or taking piss/food breaks. After eight excruciating minutes of sloppy, tired ring work, Twin-Nisher caught Randy with a beautiful roundhouse kick, getting his first cheers in quite some time!! Twin went for the pin, but the ref stopped him in his tracks, waving off the match as Randy was knocked out cold!!

WINNER: Twin-Nisher via KNOCKOUT

 Rowyn Starr vs. The Fin-Nisher
One of the most heavily hyped prospects in some time, Rowyn Starr came in with a mission to make an impact. Fin-Nisher came in super confident after seeing his brother win. Unfortunately, Randy Trimm is certainly no Rowyn Starr, who showed up in fantastic physical shape. Fin-Nisher was made to look like the clown he is, and Rowyn mercilessly tried to showcase as much as he could in five minutes without knocking out the poor fin. There was one moment of the match where it looked like Fin was going to land the Finnish Hammer after a irish whip reversal, but Rowyn countered that quick with a duck then a huge Tomahawk Chop, dropping Fin to the mat in a stomping storm!! Keeping the cheering fans going, Rowyn topped off a spectacular showcase with the Soaring Eagle, getting the fans to chant "1...2...3!!!" loudly!! Afterward Rowyn got on the mic, looking out to the sea of fans.]]

Rowyn: This is the start of something great. I've come to be something special here in PW, and from the looks of it, I gained a few fans! With your support, the Darkest Star will shine bright!

WINNER: Rowyn Starr via PINFALL

***ON AIR***
[[A flash of sunlight is the first thing to make our eyeballs react as we tune into this image. Gently the camera scrolls down, revealing a city, then the venue of choice tonight.]]


[[Up pops the usual ‘TV-MA’ symbol, letting people know this show, especially this one in particular, is for mature audiences only. Right below it on the bottom right of the screen, the PW logo pops up, reassuring us that this isn’t a Discovery Channel special on the Roman Colosseum. This is PW’s annual spectacular...Under The Colosseum(Coliseum) Lights. However you say it, it’s the pinnacle of pro wrestling. From the skyline view we go directly into the Roman Coliseum, which is packed to the brim.]]

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[[Lightly drums pulsate throughout the arena as ‘The Wings Of Icarus’ by Celldweller plays. The music is barely heard over the rampant cheering from the 70,000 plus that are filling this ‘new’ wonder of the world. Zipping slowly across the rabid crowd, the camera shows such signs as ‘Georgie You Really Tickle My Nickelbone’, ‘Welcome to your new champ TJ JONES’, ‘Black Death will make his return tonight!’, and ‘Whiny Ramirez Sucks’. Even as the music goes into an epic crescendo, all you can focus on is the blaring, excited fans. A cascade of multicolored fireworks pop off above the Colosseum, covering the hot summer sky with a barrage of pyrotechnic splashes. This goes on for a good fifteen seconds, then stops, leaving a cloud of smoke hanging above. From there we go to ringside, where Ronaldo Corazon and Frederick Alpine are there to greet the fans with their best cheesy smiles and rented tuxedos.]]

Alpine: THIS...IS...THE BIG ONE!!! Welcome fans to the world famous Roman Colosseum for Under The Colosseum Lights 2!! This is the granddaddy of them all folks, and we got a stacked card to prove it!!

Corazon: This card is Jenga stacked!! Leaning Tower of Pisa stacked!! Baconator stacked!! Pam Anderson stack...

Alpine: ALRIGHT we get it!! Tonight’s card features every PW title on the line, and every single one of the PW megastars competing in action!!

Corazon: I feel like Joe Rogan hyping up the card with all this yelling!! This card is going to be another landmark, and I predict it being even better than last year!!

Alpine: That’s a bold statement, but it’s very much a possibility!! Topping off tonight’s ultracard is Masaru Inoue defending his title against Tj Jones and Ja Gi Kyung-Moon in a Trio Of Terror match!! This match has the potential to be one of the most violent matches of 2012!!!

Corazon: Two fifteen feet tall cages, stacked on top of one another!!! Tj and Jagi start in the bottom, brawl for 15 minutes, then have the privilege of stepping up to the second level to face Masaru and his cage full of weapons!! Fifteen minutes after that, another hatch opens up leading to the top of the second cage!!! Bolted to the top of the cage is a ladder, leading to Masaru Inoue’s title hanging right up above!!!

Alpine: Only the sick mind of Masaru Inoue could conjure up such a devious, violent match!! I cannot wait to see how that all goes down!!

Corazon: You and me too bro!! Co-maining tonight’s star studded affair is the amazing team of Nickelbone, Georgie Nickles and David ‘Bones’ McCoy, defending their newly won PW Tag Team belts against BAD ASS and Seth Black!!! A year in the making, and FINALLY we get to see these teams clash!!!

Alpine: I’ve wanted to see Georgie and Bones beat the crap out of the heart of Empire for some time, and tonight it happens!!! Woo hoo!!!

Corazon: I don’t think it will be all that easy!!! Word has it that BAD ASS and Seth Black are looking at this match as their biggest ever, and have trained heavily for it!!

Alpine: We’ll see, but I think this is Nickelbone’s night to shine!! Another individual who has the opportunity to shine tonight is Arkia Fisk as she faces off against the unified Redemption Champion, Kris Keebler!!

Corazon: Kris, you messed up big time not paying up to Arkia!!! Now you’re really going to have to pay up!!

Alpine: As much as I dislike the man, he’s beaten a who’s who of wrestlers here in PW!! God I wish this crowd would quiet down a little, this is a lot of yelling!!

Corazon: You’re telling me brother!! It’s going to be a hell of a title match, quite possibly Kris’s toughest defense to date as Arkia has gone undefeated since her loss to Tj Jones at Collision Course!!

Alpine: I completely....I’m getting word that there’s something going down backstage!! Get a camera back there!!

[[We flip backstage to the renovated underground tunnel locker rooms. There’s Santana booting in a locker room door bearing a star that reads ‘William Bateman’. The locker room door clatters to the ground, and in storms the bare chested, tattoo covered bald madman. William Bateman bolts up from his sit-ups, still dressed in his finest street clothes. Boos shower down Santana as he slams a ring loaded fist down on the lunging William Bateman!! He eats a shot to the forehead as he goes for a takedown, converting to a single leg. Santana is quick to sprawl, but William makes him pay for that by backing him up against the wall, then dropping him with a northern lights suplex on the concrete!! The fans cheer as William balls up his fists and welcomes the standing Santana with four hard shots!! Three get blocked, but the final one slips through, putting Santana down against the wall!!]]

Alpine: Santana just can’t wait to get his hands on William!! Someone get security back there!!

Corazon: LET THEM FIGHT!!! LET THEM FIGHT!!!

[[Corazon starts up a mini “let them fight!!” chant as William comes in to finish off Santana. That’s cut short as Santana pokes William in the eye to boos, then uppercuts him! William drops to his back looking stunned, and Santana leaps on him, pinning him to the concrete. He grasps both of his struggling hands, and leans in face to face with William.]]

Santana: Tonight pretty boy...I’m going to make you my BITCH.

[[Santana then kisses William on the lips, drawing a unanimous “EWWW!!!” through the crowd watching on the Super PhoenixTron(40 feet by 135 feet.) Just then security storms through the open doorway, tackling Santana off of William!! The squirming Santana is held down by four beefy guards as paramedics spill into the room, aiding to the woozy William. He looks slightly coherent, but definitely disgusted, wearing his best sour face. He wipes his mouth off with a laggard hand as paramedics pester him. As Santana’s dragged out of the locker room, we cut back to ringside.]]

Alpine: What the hell?!! Why would Santana screw himself over on the biggest match of his career!?!?

Corazon: Oh you didn’t know!?! Santana’s suspension ended as soon as he stepped foot into the Coliseum!!

Alpine: Oh man...that does NOT look good for William!!!

Corazon: It’s not a wise idea to piss off William!! He may be a pretty boy, but he’s also one of the best assassins here in PW!!!

Alpine: No question about that!! We’re going to take a quick commercial break, and when we return we’ll kick things off with the opening match of tonight’s card, Girls Night Out facing off against Terry Rothschild, Matthias-Wellington Rockefeller, and Ozura in six person intergender tag team action!!

Corazon: Woohoo women in skimpy ring outfits!! Bring on the boobs!!


[[ After the brief break, the scene is backstage as the duo of Matthias-Wellington Rockerfeller and Terry Rothschild, all suited up in their ring gear, the cameras pick up their discussion of and about the three women they will shortly be facing tonight in the opener, Girls Night Out. Matthias is posing as if he smacking a pony’s ass as Terry is laughing. ]]

Matthias: We’re so gonna wax that ass tonight … Wax on, Wax off!

Terry: I hope you’re talking about Keri and Vanessa?

Matthias: Yes!

[[ As the two imitate the repertoire of moves they could use to boink Vanessa and Keri, Ozura comes up into the scene, looking on with that “What the hell are you doing?” facial expression. He shakes his head as the two are busy working their positions. ]]

Terry: Is it considered illegal for Emily to watch?

[[ Ozura comes in between the two as he walks and turns his attention to the both of them, holding his index finger out, pointing at both.

Ozura: Let me remind you two why we are here tonight … It’s not to fantasize about those ‘sluts’ in the ring. It’s to beat their goddamn asses at the biggest show of the year. Don’t you dare let me down, fools!

[[ Ozura says his peace as he then walks away, dragging the two boys along as they shake their head as Ozura leads. The scene switches up to the infamous girl stable that is on a uprise, “Girls Night Out” as they stand by beside the one and only Roxanne Reynolds who is in a nice themed dress. She holds the mic as she gets word to start. ]]

Roxanne: It’s good to have the chance to interview you ladies. So, first off, what are your thoughts on Ozura, Terry and Matthias? I know they have given you a tough time but tonight you have the chance to prove your legitimacy within this company.

[[ Emily goes first as she is on the end, next to Roxanne. ]]

Emily: Those three jerks are nothing more than the proverbial ‘stepping stones’ in this company. They really have no purpose in life besides getting embarrassed on a weekly basis.

Keri: Not to forget … getting embarrassed on the biggest stage of them all.

Vannessa: It’s all about “Girl Power”!

[[ The three cheer happily as Roxanne smiles for them, seeing the unison between the three. ]]

Roxanne: That brings me to the next question, how does it feel to be the very first female stable in Phoenix Wrestling and taking part at an event like this?

Emily: It feels good to set a milestone here in this company and on this wonderful night. When we came in, we had come up with a plan to set ourselves apart. We’re going to run the world.

Keri: Definitely, when we make history tonight, it’ll only prove that not only can we have fun but we can take care of business when we need to!

[[ Roxanne nods. ]]

Roxanne: Last but not least, Smith Young … What’s the deal?

[[ Emily and Keri roll their eyes somewhat to hearing his name. The three stand quiet as Roxanne waits on a response. ]]

Emily: There’s nothing to talk about!

Keri: Girls, I think it’s time to get ready.

[[ The three agree as Roxanne holds them from departing just yet. ]]

Roxanne: I really appreciate your time. I’m just proud to witness a female group succeeding within this company. It’s really a good sight.

[[ Roxanne gushes as the three welcomes her comments. They then walk off as they get ready for their match, their first pay-per-view. The scene rolls to ringside. ]]

Emily/Keri/Vanessa vs. Ozura/Terry/Matthias

Hardt: Introducing first, he weighs in at 190 pounds, from Hiroshima Japan... OZURA

 [["Dump The Clip" by Army of the Pharaohs begins to blast all through the arena as Ozura comes out, and nobody even cares. Most people are busy tweeting, getting drinks, or just talking as Ozura just walks down to the ring in the most boring way possible.]]

 Hardt: And his partners, at a combined weight of 430 pounds, from Los Angeles, California... Matthias-Wellington Rockefeller and Terry Rothschild!!!

 [["Stero Love" begins to play as the lights dim and all kind of multiocolored lights flash around the arena. Suddenly a giant burst of pyro shoots off and the music suddenly changes to "I Just Had Sex" as Terry and Matthias emerge from the back with togas over their wrestling gear.]]

 Terry and Matthias: TOGA! TOGA! TOGA!

 [[They're dancing around at the top of their stage, and then they seem to realize that no one else is wearing a toga.]]

 Terry and Matthias: WE'RE GONNA GET LAID!

 [[Again Terry and Matthias are embarrassed, and they just walk right down to the ring. The rip off their togas and step inside staring up at the ramp.]]

 Hardt: Their opponents, at a combined weight of 326 pounds, Emily D'Amico, Vanessa Vanity, and Keri Saunders... GIRLS NIGHT OUT!

 [[Party Rock Anthem by LMFAO hits and the crowd goes crazy as the lights dim, and three spotlights shine down with pink, purple, and gold lights going all around the arena. Pyro shoots up in front of the three spotlights and out of nowhere Emily, Keri and Vanessa appear in the spotlights with their hands raised high. Emily and Vanessa run down the ramp slapping the hands of the fans on their side as Keri heads down the ramp after them and gets a few of the fans they missed. Emily and Vanessa each hit the corner and go up the turnbuckle as Keri slides under the bottom rope.]]

Alpine: These girls are looking to mess up those two little perverts tonight, and I all I got to say is, YOU GO GIRL!

Corazon: Really? While I'm not as amped as my broadcast colleague, I'm really looking forward to this one. These three girls have showed a lot of heart and skill during their time in PW. Ozura has... well he hasn't done crap her and that's why nobody cares about him.

Alpine: And his tag team partners are more interested in having sexual relations with these young ladies. I mean look at them over in the corner.

 [[Terry and Matthias are standing in their corner looking at Keri, Vanessa, and Emily as they talk about everything they want to do. Terry shows Matthias the shocker, and then Matthias lays down on the mat and violently humps it with four strong thrusts. As he slowly gets back to his feet he points at Vanessa and gives her a pelvic thrust which infuriates her. Suddenly Vanessa charges and drills Matthias in the face with a dropkick. The ref jumps over and has to stop Vanessa from punching him in the face since the match hasn't even started. The ref quickly gets Emily and Keri into their corner, makes Terry and Ozura go to their corner, and then backs Vanessa up as he allows Matthias to get to his feet.]]

Alpine: Wow, some major aggression from Vanessa early on.

Corazon: Can't really blame the girl. These two have been making all kinds of comments, and she recently broke up with her boyfriend.

Alpine: Nothing like having some creep telling you how he wants to have sex with you right after getting dumped.

 [[The ref signals for the bell, and Vanessa charges but Matthias goes under the middle rope. He comes back, again Vanessa charges and again Matthias goes under the rope. He comes back out, and this time when Vanessa charges he drops to his knees and starts begging for forgiveness. Vanessa is looking to kick him, and then Matthias charges forward trying to put his face right into her crotch. Instead he catches a knee right to the face and a leg drop for good measure. Vanessa tags in Keri, and the two pull Matthias to his feet. It takes both of them and they still barely get him up for a double suplex. Matthias is up, bur right as he turns around he catches a spinning heel kick. Keri makes the cover, but it's only enough for a 2 count.]]

Alpine: The girls are looking strong right now, especially lifting up the giant mass of man-child that is Matthias.

Corazon: They're pissed off, and really taking it out on Matthias here early on.

Alpine: They clearly have more speed, stamina, and agility that Matthias, but if he's able to use his size at any point, it's not gonna be pretty.

 [[Keri has the crowd behind her as she struggles to get Matthias to his feet. Suddenly he catches her with a shot right to the stomach and then grabs her in a bear hug. As he has her he yells out MOTOR BOAT!, and goes right towards her chest, but she rakes the eyes and as he releases her she drops him with an enziguri. Keri tags in Emily, and right as Matthias gets up he gets caught with a springboard missile dropkick. Matthias goes flying to his corner, and Terry makes the tag jumping over the ropes looking ready to fight. Terry doesn't go for Emily though, instead he opens his arms and says "Let's just hump it, I mean hug it out." Emily acts like she's going to hug him, but then suddenly catches him with a huge dropkick right to the chin. Emily hits a picture perfect standing moonsault and goes for the pin, but only gets a 2 count.]]

Alpine: Terry and Matthias can't get anything going at all, but maybe if they stopped worrying about trying to basically rape these young women, they could actually do something in this match.

Corazon: I can't blame the kids for wanting to get a little from Keri and Vanessa, but they're pulling some creepy shit right now.

Alpine: Yea, just ask the girls out to dinner or something.

 [[Terry is up to his feet and out of nowhere he catches Emily with a spinning back fist. Terry turns and sees that the punch actually connected, and for a second he looks concerned but then he lays on top of Emily in one of the creepiest pin attempts ever. Terry only gets a 2 count, but he's super excited that he was on top of the young gymnast. Terry turns around and out of nowhere he gets caught with a dropsault, and Emily lands right on her feet. Emily follows with a bounce off the ropes and a beautiful flipping leg drop. She makes the cover, but nope just a two count. Emily pulls Terry to his feet and then he goes flying right into the corner with a hurricanrana. Emily plays up to the crowd and doesn't notice that Ozura has made the tag to Terry. He comes in and as soon as Emily turns she gets blasted with a hard clothesline. Vanessa comes running in, and Ozura drops her hard with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Keri is in next, and she gets caught on an attempted spinning heel kick. Ozura turns it right into a belly to back suplex, and he's standing tall as the crowd showers him with boos. The boos soon turn to cheers however as Emily and Vanessa are on their feet. Right as Ozura turns around they hit him with a double dropkick and he goes flying out of the ring.]]

Alpine: Ozura gets a little bit of offense for the team, but after those dropkicks he may be knocked out.

Corazon: Wouldn't surprise, but at least he finally got some kind of reaction from the crowd.

Alpine: Yep, they loved it when he got his teeth kicked in.

 [[Vanessa and Emily high five, not noticing that Matthias had made the blind tag. Matthias comes charging in and takes down both of the girls with clotheslines. Matthias flexes and tries to show off his "muscles" but the crowd is just laughing. The laughs suddenly turn to retching and near vomiting as he stands above the girls and does a hip wiggle. Matthias pulls Vanessa to her feet and as he sets her up for a suplex he runs his hand down her back before hooking her tights, Vanessa is somehow able to block the suplex and shove Matthias off. Vanessa blasts him with a superkick, but then Terry runs in and hits her right in the back of the head with a kick of his own sending her face first into the crotch of Matthias. Terry looks pissed that Vanessa's head isn't in his crotch, but he then gets an idea. He holds up three fingers and yells "DEVIL'S THREEWAY". He gets where he wanted, but not quite the way he was planning as Emily catches him with a bulldog that sends him crashing face first into Vanessa's ass.]]

Alpine: Are we allowed to show that?

Corazon: Sure, it's PPV. Plus they all have clothes on.

Alpine: It just seems creepy.

Corazon: You're not the only one to think so. Emily is quickly moving them away from her cousin.

 [[Emily pulls Terry away from Vanessa's backside and then off of Matthias as she helps her to her feet. Vanessa is enraged and she stops umercifully stomping away on Terry. The ref has lost all control at this point, but he attempts to regain control by pulling Vanessa off of Terry. Vanessa is a woman possessed though, and even when the ref pulls her back she's still kicking away. Terry rolls out of the ring clutching at his ribs as Matthias gets up to his feet. Matthias has a goofy grin on his face after having Vanessa's right in his crotch. The goofy grin is quickly erased however as Emily superkicks him hard. He stumbles backwards and falls into the corner getting tagged by Ozura. Keri Saunders cuts Ozura off and catches him with the Kerimel kiss out of nowhere. Ozura stumbles to his feet and Keri urges Emily on. Emily jumps to the top rope and catches Ozura with the diving hurricanrana, Vanessa springboards, and nails the corkscrew moonsault.]]

Alpine: CAN'T TOUCH THIS! Ozura has got to be out after that.

Corazon: Huge win for Girl's Night Out.

 [[Emily is still the legal person, and she makes the cover hooking both legs. ONE... TWO... THREE!]]

 WINNER: GIRL'S NIGHT OUT (KERI SAUNDER, EMILY D'AMICO, & VANESSA VANITY) VIA PINFALL @ 12 MINUTES 02 SECONDS!!

Alpine: And they are victorious!

Corazon: I swear, every time I see them it reminds me of that scene at the end of ‘Death Proof’. Just kicking pure ass, although instead of one, it’s three!

Alpine: Well either way, the result is that GNO stood up to Matthias, Terry and Ozura. Ozura seemed focus while we expected the usual from Matthias and Terry.

[[ In the ring, Matthias and Terry are arguing at Ozura about not kicking out of that pin attempt. Ozura fires back. Meanwhile, while their attention span is off course, Keri and Vannessa de-pants Matthias and Terry as they are down to their draws which has Spongebob on Terry’s ass and a huge smiley face in polka dots on Matthias. They both go running out the ring, trying to recover from that embarrassing moment, leaving Ozura by himself. ]]

Alpine: Ahh, a festive moment.

Corazon: Spongebob though? I was expecting Batman or Spiderman, even Power Rangers … but Spongebob?

Alpine: I’m clueless right now!

[[ Ozura grabs a microphone as he is in anger. He stands in the middle of the ring as the fans boo him. ]]

Ozura: I …. QUIITTT!!!

[[ He drops the mic as he furiously exits the ring amidst the booing fans. GNO are in-ring, celebrating continuously as all fades and heads to the back where down the hall backstage is two men. One is dressed in clown paint and attire while the other is an old Russian man. The two are seen heading towards the door of of Phoenix Wrestling’s Owner, Slaine Rodrick. They knock on the door. Slaine soon answers as he sees them and invites them in. He closes the door as the camera tried to get close. ]]

Alpine: Who in the heck are they?

Corazon: I have no clue, of course … Maybe he’s planning on having a circus here later tonight or something, I don’t know!

Alpine: I wonder why they are meeting with Slaine? Dammit, I hate being surprised!

Corazon: Ugh … We’ll be back peeps!


[[ As the feed comes back in from the short commercial break, inside of the historical Colosseum, the sounds of "Ich Tu Dir Weh" by Rammstein blares loudly, catching every single person off guard as that theme belongs to one man. William Bateman. He comes from the back still feeling the attack earlier, he holds a mic in hand, dressed in his ring gear and is literally pissed the fuck off.He slides into the ring, getting right down to business as he signals for his music to cut. ]]

Alpine: What the hell? He isn’t supposed to be out here yet!!

Corazon: William is in a 'no bullshit' state right now. He is ready to lay wood into Santana ... Okay, maybe that didn't come out right!

[[ William stands in the center of the ring as his hair is covering partial of his face as he points to the canvas, in anger. ]]

[color=]William Bateman: I know I’m not supposed to be out here yet … but I am not waiting till’ the fifth match on the card! I want that bitch's ass out here NOW!![/color]

[[ After expressing himself briefly to wanting the match with Santana now, it doesn’t take long for him to get his wish as Santana arrives on the scene, standing on the ramp, new look. He carries over his shoulder, a sack as he begins to come down the ramp, smirking at Bateman in the ring. He hurls it to the ring, as he sends all sorts of self-made weaponry scattered all about. ]]

Alpine: Santana is glaring right at Bateman. Look at all those damn weapons. It’s bad enough they will be in that steel cage … What in the hell is that??

Corazon: I don’t know … I have no absolute clue but with the way Santana is looking here tonight, he looks even more vicious then before. No one holds a clue just what he has in store, but if I were him .. I'd keep the fact that Bateman is undefeated in steel cage matches..

Alpine: If you’re eating … I suggest you pause it. Things are about to get REALLLL ugly!

[[ With the sack in the ring, William notices something and goes over to pick it up, a table leg with embedded nails. Santana on the opposite side grabs a weapon of his own off the ground as the cage begins to slowly lower, the two remain at a distance inside the cage. ]]

Alpine: And in a few moments, we will have our very first ‘Prison Rules’ match.

William Bateman vs. Santana

Lenne Hardt: First, Residing from Los Angeles, California … He stands at 6 feet, 1 inch … He weighs in at 223 pounds … He is a former 3-time PW World Heavyweight Champion and a Hall of Famer, he is none other than …. WILLIAMMMM …. BATTEEEEEMMANNNNN!!!

Alpine: The crowd is all for William here tonight. They want to see him put Santana to rest here.

Corazon: He’s got a tough task, but he is the ‘Pretty Boy Assassin’ for a reason!

Lenne Hardt: His opponent, Hailing from El Paso, Texas … He stands at 5 feet, 11 inches and weighs in at 200 pounds … He is none other than SANNN-TANNNAAAAA!!!!

Alpine: The new look of Santana really shows more of that bad ass physique. He was already frightening, now he’s even worse!

Corazon: Ahh, stop being a bitch, Alpine … All is good. Don’t worry, he won’t lock you up in his personal penthouse and do very, very bad things to you. I got your back, you my broski!

Alpine: Uh … Yeah right!

[[ As the cage is locked down and all is given the ‘okay’, the fans sit excited of the two inside as the intensity grows to a stammering height, Bateman with his choice of weapon and Santana with his. Ozzie Oxford is on the outside, watching in as the bell rings to officially start the match. The two circle each other slowly, eyes locked as they completely circled the ring. It was a hell of an amazing sight, inside the Roman Coliseum, packed as the higher people in attendance had birds-eye view of it all. Both Bateman and Santana rushed towards each other, going on wild swings but somehow manage to dodge each other’s power swings. They stare down again as Santana goes first as he elects to swing again with the thick, cut-off broom stick that was sharpened with a dagger point on the end. Santana took Bateman slightly off balance as he tried to pierce him in the gut with it. Beautiful footwork led to Bateman dodging the aggressive Santana. Bateman went low with a sweep, surprising and dropping Santana first as he went to lash out with the table leg with nails embedded into it but Santana was onto him and blocked it with his broom stick weapon. He pushed Bateman off as he took the point of that stick and stabbed Bateman right in the back of his left knee as Bateman screamed in a high pitch, in pain, going down to one knee. Santana gave that infamous ‘shit-eating’ grin as he took the weapon that Bateman dropped after that attack as he took it for a ‘spin’, dropping it right across the back of Bateman, puncturing him dead-center of his back. Bateman goes down to the ground, grabbing the canvas, biting his teeth as the pain hurts like a mother… ]]

Alpine: Oh man, this looks bad already for the former 3-time World Champ … It’s not even five minutes in yet!

Corazon: Santana took William down with that spike to the knee. Very smart of him to do so. His back is wrecked right now.

Alpine: Santana has those sinister eyes, he has plans.

Corazon: He’s got Bateman on his stomach … In Prison, that’s how they like their meat, meaty side up, medium-rare.

[[ As Alpine gave his announcing partner the eye, Santana was grinning at Bateman squealing in pain. He grabbed Bateman by his hair as he drug him. He had picked back up his broom stick as he continued with the dragging of William by his hair, placing him chin-first on the second rope, inches from contact on the cage. His back was arched with a dip as the blood continued to trickle from out of the small holes that the table legs with the nails created. Santana raises both arms high with the stick in the air. He brings it down, whacking Bateman right down the middle of his back, leaving a huge, huge welt there as a remembrance. William ‘flopped’ around the ring like a close-to-dead insect getting sprayed. Santana is enjoying every bit of this as Bateman looks for a way to escape all the pain. He can’t do much escaping because Santana is on a hunt and he does just that, landing repeated stomps, one after another right on the rib cage, sending soccer kicks mixed in to the assault. Bateman has nowhere to roll to catch a breather. ]]

Alpine: Right now, William is not William. We’ve never seen him get decimated like this before. I mean he’s really getting kicked in right now.

Corazon: Santana has something to prove, scars, that concussion … those lumps on his bald head, they mean “revenge”. William put them there, Santana’s gonna create some lumps of his own on Bateman.

Alpine: William trying to say something to the referee but he can’t do anything.

Corazon: Just like in Prison, you get no half time or timeouts. William better wake up and smell the Amonia. He’s getting stumped right now!

[[ Santana continues with the stomps but some signs from Bateman shows a sigh of relief … slightly. Bateman waive off some of the kicks as he catches Santana’s leg and actually bites right into his damn leg. Santana quickly pulls that one away and holds it up, hopping on one. Bateman, somehow with all the pain he is in, swerves his body around, able to pull off a ‘lazy’ sweep, taking Santana off his feet, yet again, swiping that leg from underneath. A moment to breathe for William. Next to him is that sack and within it, he pulls out a stone-like object that’s shaped like a knife, sharp edges and all. Taking his time while Santana is down, nursing the spot on his knee where Bateman bit him. Bateman uses the cage to help lift himself up some of the way. The rest of the way, he counts on the ring ropes to do the rest of the work as finally gets to his feet, pressing down on the canvas, to get feeling going back in. Blood urging out from the back of his knee as re-enters the ring, limping heavily. Santana rolls back up onto his feet, not in too much severe pain. He sees Bateman and goes for the gusto again but this time he gets a back elbow from Bateman which leads to a lightning draw of the knife across the chest of Santana with that home-made knife. He drops the knife to the side as he grabs Santana by the head, with both hands on the side, he then delivers an army of Kawada kicks at a rapid pace as he looks to create a dent in Santana’s forehead. The pain each time strikes that knee, but William could give two shits about the pain right now, he was in ‘kill’ mode with Santana. He released his head as it was beat in. He quickly grabbed the ‘dizzy’ Santana and German suplexed him with that sick release as Santana went flying into the steel cage, back and neck-first. The crowd automatically began chanting “HOLY SHIT!” repeatedly as Santana was folded. ]]

Alpine: What a way to get back into this thing, what a hell of a german suplex from Bateman there.

Corazon: He needed to do something, he was looking straight pathetic. Now he needs to keep that up. Santana isn’t going to lay down.

Alpine: William with that knife ripped Santana right across, perfect line and all across the chest. Ouch!!

[[ William doesn’t let up as he picks Santana up and begins to slap him silly in the face a few times before throwing him into the ropes, waiting for the bounce back, Santana telegraphs it and drops Bateman with a big knee right to the gut. Santana back on top with just one power move, he lifts Bateman up this time around. He goes and bangs him with a hook to the face. Bateman doesn’t back down, he returns the favor. All of a sudden it becomes a back and forth slugfest as the two are trading damaging punches, Santana landing the more powerful ones. As Santana goes for the exchange punch, Bateman catches him and his right arm. He turns him around and with sudden movement, he drops him taking the arm, damn near snapping it with the Cross Armbreaker. He looks to hold it on tight for a submission victory but Santana fights through it. He shakes his head, not giving in. He takes those arms, finding a way, he pops Bateman right on the nose, causing him to let go of the damaging hold. Santana holds that arm in pain. ]]

Alpine: Looks like Bateman is trying to work that right arm. That was one ‘mean’ Cross Armbreaker!

Corazon: William is one, if not the best technicians in the game. He will find or create a weakness. Santana is finding that out right now.

Alpine: If Bateman can remain consistent, he can take lead and completely annihilate Santana in his own backyard.

[[ Bateman takes that same right arm and stomps on it several times as Santana has it out wide on the canvas. He quickly grabs it, holding in pain as he tries to escape the madness right now on his own term. Bateman shows that confident smirk as he goes to grab that table leg with the nails in it. He launches that damn thing right down into the chest of Santana as the nails spike right into the chest. You can hear him scream in bloody rage. The spike nails are sunk right into the meaty portion of his chest as he pulls it slowly out of his body, blood covered halfway on the nails that were in. Bateman catches him from behind as he dropkicks him. Santana goes launching face-first into the cage. Bateman gets up quickly to grab that head, smearing it against that mesh steel. Santana’s face is a bloody mess but he’s still battling. William goes for it again but he gets his groin hammered in with a stiff back kick from Santana as he grabs Bateman by the head, doing to him what just happened. He smears Bateman’s face on the steel along with his hair as the blood flows out. He throws Bateman to the canvas as you can see the splatter of blood from the hair of Bateman on the canvas. ]]

Alpine: Santana is not playing around. So far it’s been a back and forth battle but both men now share a crimson-mask face. Blood is being slathered around like soap.

Corazon: William needs to hurry up before more damage is done to him. He needs to gain control and momentum and put this to an end.

[[ Santana goes to pick Bateman up. Santana grabs a handful of Bateman’s hair as he forces his head near his regions. He shouts to him “I’M GOING TO MAKE YOU MY BITCH!” and doing so, he goes to do that motion again but William shoves him off. Santana comes back only to grab him by the hair again. He sends a knee right into the gut of Bateman as he looks ‘lifeless’. Santana sets him up with his head between the legs. Santana goes to lift him up in the form of a powerbomb but Bateman, at the last second elbows and elbows Santana in the cranium as he William has a chance to drop him with a guillotine-like drop. He keeps elbowing him but Santana somehow with power keeps stance. Bateman decides to whip his body around, arms out wide, he reverses the powerbomb into a ‘No-hander’ headscissors as Santana gets tossed. William lands on his knees and he screams in pain from the blow taken earlier. He moves slow due to the loss of blood from both his back and the wounded knee. He crawls to the bag as he digs in and pulls out some weird looking mechanism. A small stick, with a shoelace attached to it, razor blades spreaded apart on the shoelace every inch of the way, a whip of sorts. William grabs it as he sees Santana trying to get back to his feet. The fans are loving every minute of this blood bath. ]]

Alpine: I have no clue what the hell William has in his possession but I know for sure it’s going to leave some serious marks.

Corazon: I wonder if William will show his true art presence and deliver a masterpiece on Santana’s back, possibly a symbolic letter of “WB” on the back. Talk about money there!

Alpine: I just wish this would be over with, I’m really beginning to get queasy here. These Romans love bloodshed.

[[ William is up and so is Santana who has his back aimed at Bateman. Bateman wastes no time as he whips the small whip, it grazes right into the back of Santana as one of the razor blades got hung, digging and tearing the flesh. Blood immediately is escaping as William just snatches that bitch out, leaving Santana feeling the ill-effect of a ‘razor gag’. William drops the whip as he digs into the bag for more, this time he pulls out a fine, black wire as it is about four feet long. He quickly makes a lasso as he throws it catching Santana from the back, who’s still feeling that tearing of the skin on his back. William pulls and tightens the wire, looking to choke the life out of Santana. William then slings him as far as the wire rope can go before yanking him back in his direction before quickly letting go of the wire to which he surprises Santana with the stiff, open palm strike to the face, widely known as the “Shotei, Motherfucker!” Santana falls flat to the mat. William goes to pick up Santana, trying to not leave him room to breathe. Little does he know, Santana in a ‘sneaky’ effort grabs the little makeshift knife as he hides it in his hand well. William goes and grabs him by the head. William looks to go for something big but Santana as vile as he can get, spits a ‘blob’ right into William’s face, right near the eye as he serves him with a kick to the head. ]]

Alpine: What a vile, dirty bastard he is!

Corazon: Yeah, well William better wipe that shit out of his eye quickly because Santana got something right in his hands, waiting for you!

[[ William wipes the spitball out of his eye as it messed with his vision. He goes for a clothesline but Santana ducks it and off the bat, delivers the “Drive By” big boot right onto the forehead, laying William flat on the canvas. Santana takes his empty fist and begins laying in shots to the already busted up face of Bateman. Taking enough shots, William finally wakes himself up and responds with several hard, cracking headbutts that leave Santana dazed as William shoves his body off of him. William getting up, he still doesn’t notice the knife in Santana’s possession. He goes to pick Santana up by the headas he looks to bring all of this mayhem to an end. He goes for “The Kill” as he lifts Santana up and onto his back in the form of a torture rack. Holding him there as he locks in the submission, he rattles Santana. He then goes to push him up and over for the piledriver but it never succeeds. Just as he put him up and over, Santana exposed that knife as he jugged it right into the chest several times before tossing it to the side. However William’s body collapses right on top of his from the screw up and positioning of the finisher. Santana hits the mat, hitting his shaved skull head-first. He’s in a daze. William Bateman’s head collides with Santana as it creates a loud ‘clack’ sound, leaving the crowd in a gasp, not believing what just took place. It is complete silence as the referee yells out both of their names, neither one responding in movement or by voice. He quickly goes around to unlock and enter the cage. The crew of EMT members fly down the ring from the back as they follow Ozzie into the ring. They pull Bateman’s body off of Santana as the blood is smeared heavily as they pull him off. Gashes and gashes are evident as the stab wounds are deep on Williams. They quickly go to placing a towel over the stab wounds, keeping the blood from draining any more. ]]

Alpine: I am at a loss of words right now! Santana with that sharp knife object stabbed William Bateman repeatedly in the chest as he went for his finisher, “The Kill”. From the force, William collapsed right onto Santana which in effect caused both men to collide head-first against each other. Here we are minutes later.

Corazon: That was way past the line of survival. That was damn near homicide. Santana just tried to end the career of Bateman.

Alpine: He tried. We have no clue of the result of this match, but I hold no clue to what the decision could be, both were out of it under that collapse. Lenne Hardt is about to announce it right now!

Hardt: DUE TO BOTH MEN BEING CONCUSSED, THIS MATCH IS HEREBY RULED AS A DOUBLE KNOCKOUT!!!

 Alpine: The EMT's are bringing in two stretchers. I only hope there aren't any long-term effects from this brutal match. It is beyond words ... I cannot even speak of how vile and disgusting this was.

Corazon: Santana certainly has no conscience. William Bateman was like a soldier in war, doing whatever it took to survive. Although no one came out as a clear winner, at least we don't have to worry about funeral planning. Anyhow, while the paramedics continue to do their thing, let's go backstage to The Wrestling Doctor, with Smith Young.

 [[We cut backstage and The Wrestling Doctor is standing beside Smith Young, as he finishes taping his wrists.]]

 TWD: Smith, in just a few minutes you go out there against Jason Scene. You've been pretty vocal in your dislike for him, but why are you so mad about him missing a match that didn't effect you at all?

 Smith: Because it's cowardice, it's not how a man acts. If you are booked in a match, you show up for it, and you wrestle. The people may not like my beliefs or how I spread them, but I do know that I have respect because I go out to that ring, I wrestle, and I o not cut corners. Excuse me, there's something I need to do real quick.

 [[Smith walks off from the interview set as he notices Vanessa Vanity getting a bottle of water at a nearby table.]]

 Smith: Vanessa, uh hi.

 [[Vanessa turns around expecting another creep or an interview but when she sees Smith she smiles a little bit.]]

 Vanessa: Oh hey, uhm... Smith, right?

 Smith: Yes, I just wanted to come by and say congratulations on the win. Pass that along to Keri and your cousin as well. As I said myself and Emily got off on the wrong foot.

 Vanessa: Uh thanks, I'll tell them too.

 Smith: Great, I also wanted to say that I'm sorry about you and your boyfriend. I know none of my business, but I know it's difficult.

 Vanessa: Yea, but I'm managing. Thanks though.

 [[At this point Emily and Keri both come up rolling their eyes at Smith.]]

 Emily: Again? We beat down those other two pervs, we've got no problem beating another one.

 Keri: What is it with every guy in this company thinking they're gonna get some?

 Smith: It's nothing like that, I was just congratulating Vanessa on the win.

 Keri: Sure you were.

 [[Keri and Emily again pull Vanessa away from Smith, as she tries to explain to them that he really was just talking to her. Before she gets out of sight she turns around and yells GOOD LUCK TONIGHT, at Smith, which ends up frustrating Emily even more.]]

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