Graveyard Shift 98

Posted: October 15th, 2009 | Category: Televised Results | 1 Comment »

Graveyard Shift 98 – WMW Arena in Cleveland, Ohio – October 15th, 2009

Opening Commentary

[The shot opens up at ringside, where Jack Gene and Bill Hughes sit, dressed in their regular commenting attire, ready to call tonight's action.]

Jack Gene – And welcome everyone to Wrestling Midwest Graveyard Shift 98! We are in downtown Cleveland, Ohio. Just days before the first Browns vs. Steelers game of the year. And, you can really feel the buzz. Browns fans everywhere. I bet it makes Adam Pyre cringe. But, tonight – tonight, we’ve got a huge show lined up. My name is Jack Gene, and besides me is my longtime partner, Bill Hughes. And, Bill.

Bill Hughes – Heyo, Jack.

Jack Gene – Bill, lets begin and talk about what went down last week. Just a huge… huge announcement. Jack Reynolds, resident underdog and …just a swell guy, Bill. But you’ve got that guy taking his shot and, not taking on AWS Man or Hecate, which were both huge opportunities for him, but he went back into the history books and took out a page from early 2003. He brought back the Shoot Championship.

Bill Hughes – Granted, I agree that the Shoot Championship was a good move. But, just not from Jack Reynolds. I’ll give him credit when he deserves it. This was an all time stupid move. You’ve got a guy like Jack Reynolds who has been criticized and looked down on by the members of this roster for over 2 years now, and he had an opportunity to really make his career. And he gave it up. I just don’t get it.

Jack Gene – Well, some things aren’t meant for guys like you, Bill to understand. But, I understand why he did it, and these fans understand it. And tonight, as we move closer to El Dia de los Muertos, we will see two big matches to complete the first round of the first Annual Jack Reynolds Invitational Tournament. Round 2 of the AJRIT1, as I’m told I can say, will see the winners of Mo’ Bad vs. Damien Knight and Umbrage vs. Zana Knight.

Bill Hughes – But, we’ve also got Valora taking on Father Nathan.

Jack Gene – That’s right, Bill. Plus Scott Vyper fighting Adam Pyre and Dess taking on Hecate. All huge matches.

[Just then, the shot fades to the backstage.]

Jack Reynolds Arrives

Content

[The shot opens up with Jack Reynolds walking into the building from the parking lot. As he walks in, everyone standing there stops what they're doing and turns towards him. He pauses and looks around with a smile. Everyone turns back to what they were doing and continues on their business. He continues to walk.]

Jack Gene – And in walks Jack Reynolds. The man responsible for bringing back the Shoot Championship. He is here tonight, but is not scheduled to fight.

Bill Hughes – Well, and why should he? He took the cheap way out.

Jack Gene – Cheap way out?

Bill Hughes – Yeah, he earned a title shot against any Champion. But, instead of using it to show people that he can hang with the adults here, he instead turns his back on the Heartlands, Ace Superior and Great Lakes, and decides to fight for a title that no one holds, because it hasn’t been in existence for 2 years.

Jack Gene – Well, I don’t think that’s exactly why he did what he did. You heard him last week, the Shoot Championship to him is bigger than the other three, and bigger than any World title in the AWA.

Bill Hughes – He showed he was scared.

Jack Gene – Well, I don’t think that way, and I know a lot of these fans don’t see it that way either. Moving on. Let’s get on with our first match. It’s Umbrage vs. Zana Knight, where the winner advances to the next round of the Jack Reynolds Invitational Tournament.

[The shot cuts to inside the ring where Wayne Inkster stands awaiting his cue.]

Umbrage vs. Zana Knight

Written by: Hecate

Wayne Inkster – Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a first round match of the Jack Reynolds Invitational Tournament. Introducing first, being accompanied by Damian Knight, she is Zana Knight!!

["You Found Me" by The Fray blasts from the PA as Zana Knight walks to the ring with Damien Knight at her side. Damien remains on the outside as Zana gets into the ring and awaits her opponent.]

Jack Gene – This is our first look at the new and improved Mid…er Zana Knight. She has a chance to really make an impact here, a win over Umbrage alone would boost her status in the WMW but advancing in the Jack Reynolds Invitational Tournament at the same time would take her one step closer to bringing gold to the “Power Couple.”

Bill Hughes – Midnight and MoD, or Zana and Damien Knight as they want us to call them now, used to be a pair of the most feared people in WMW. But I have to be honest, so far the Damien Knight has been less than impressive. Lets see if Zana is the one who really wears the pants in this relationship.

Wayne Inkster – And her opponent, hailing from Detroit, MI and coming into tonight’s contest at a height of 5′10″ and weighting 223lbs. He is a WMW Hall of Famer and representing That Damn Awesome!….He …us …Umbrage!

["Bulls on Parade" by Rage Against the Machine blasts from the PA as Umbrage walks down to the ring. Umbrage stops on the ring apron, glaring over at Zana as he wipes his feet on the apron before stepping into the ring.]

Jack Gene – Umbrage was a late addition to the Jack Reynolds Invitational Tournament but has a chance to make a quick impact here against Zana Knight.

Bill Hughes – The moment Umbrage as added to the tournament, he become one of the favorites if not the favorite to go all the way to face Jack Reynolds. This isn’t going to be a good debut for Zana Knight as she’s going to be in the ring with the next Shoot Champion.

Jack Gene – Getting a little ahead of yourself there Bill?

Bill Hughes – I’m just calling it like I see it, Umbrage will run ramshod through the tournament and then will break Jack Reynolds in half at El Dia de los Muertos ‘09.

[Referee Luna Pier checks both Zana Knight and Umbrage for foreign objects before signaling for the bell.]

(Ring, ring, ring)

[Umbrage and Zana go to lock up in the middle of the ring but Zana ducks around Umbrage and kicks at his left leg before darting away as Bridge turns to grab her. Zana taunts Umbrage as he reaches for Zana who mocks him by ducking away again. Zana charges in from the side and kicks at Umbrage's leg causing it to buckle slightly as Zana bounces off the ring and delivers a drop kick to Umbrage's leg. Zana taunts and mocks Umbrage again before she delivers a drop kick to the side of Umbrage's head.]

Jack Gene – So far Zana has come out fighting, she’s using her speed to keep out of Umbrage’s reach and taking out one of his legs is a smart move on her part.

Bill Hughes – That part of her game plan is solid, but I really am not sure why she’s taunting Umbrage. That’s a huge risk on her part as it could very well backfire. Zana has step over toe hold on Umbrage, focusing on the leg she’s attacked already.

[Zana is grabbing and twisting on Umbrage's ankle, adding more pressure to the hold as Umbrage starts to crawl his way towards the ropes. Zana breaks the hold as he gets close and slams Umbrage's knee into the mat before stomping on his leg. Umbrage starts to pull himself up as Zana continues to stomp and kick at his leg until Umbrage rocks Zana with a huge right hook that sends her sprawling halfway across the ring.]

Jack Gene – With one punch Umbrage stopped all the momentum that Zana had been building up, but how much damage had been done to his leg by that time.

Bill Hughes – This is Umbrage you’re talking about, he’s survived much worse than what Zana has been able to dish out. Now Umbrage will show Zana what power really is.

[Umbrage leans against the ropes, waiting for Zana to get back to her feet, charging as she gets back up to one knee, slamming his knee into the side of Zana's head, sending her crashing back down to the mat. Standing over her fallen body a moment, Umbrage bends down and pulls her back up to her feet and whips her into the ropes where he catches her on the way back and drops her down to the mat hard with a sidewalk slam.]

Jack Gene – Umbrage with a vicious strike to the side of Zana’s head with that running knee.

Bill Hughes – Umbrage has the size and strength advantage over Zana and he’s moving the match into a pace and style that he prefers. Zana will need to do something fast if she wants to survive.

[Umbrage has Zana up again, lifting her up into a fireman's carry and looking right at Damien on the outside as he shoves Zana up and drops down into a sit-down piledriver, slamming Zana's shoulders and neck into the mat, taunting Damien as he rises to his feet, almost daring Damien to get into the ring as he stands over Zana's fallen body.]

Jack Gene – Good!Lord!Almighty! Umbrage with the Detroit Breakdown on Zana, he could have seriously injured her with that move.

Bill Hughes – I don’t think Umbrage got all of it, it looks more like a modified Breakdown, more of a powerbomb instead of a piledriver but just as devastating.
Damien looks like he wants to get in the ring but the referee is threatening to send him to the back if he gets on the apron.

[Umbrage smirks at Damien and pulls Zana to her feet once again, the woman barely able to stand, Umbrage sending her into the ropes again and catching her as she bounces off and lifts her up in the air, with a snapping twisting motion, turns and slams her down hard to the mat. Umbrage just grins as he presses a hand to Zana's chest and holds her down as Luna Pier drops down to check Zana's shoulders.]

Jack Gene – The Riot Act! Umbrage just delivered a monstrous Riot Act to Zana.

Bill Hughes – The rest is academic, the referee can count to 20 if she wanted, Zana’s not moving at all.

Jack Gene – Referee Luna Pier with the count….1….2….3! You’re winner, and advancing to the next round of the Jack Reynolds Invitational Tournament….Umbrage!

Bill Hughes – I told you he would win…mark my words, you are looking at the next Shoot Champion.

[The shot fades.]

The GLC Makes His Demands

[The cameras cut backstage to Sault St. Marie’s office, where the STO representative is behind his desk, watching the show on a monitor. The door to his office opens abruptly, and the Great Lakes champion, AWS Man (also known as Bill), hurriedly walks into the office. Sault takes his eyes off the screen to give the GLC an annoyed look.]

Sault – AWS Man … my door is shut for a reason. Please knock before you come bounding in.

[The Insane One’s brow furrows in confusion.]

AWS Man (also known as Bill) – What, you weren’t taking a freakin’ dump, were you?

[Sault sighs.]

Sault – No, I generally refrain from going to the bathroom in my own office. Tends to make things messy.

AWS Man (also known as Bill) – That’s why I made the bathroom into my office when I was in charge. You should freakin’ try it, it’ll save you scads of time.

[Sault narrows his eyes.]

Sault – Is there anything in particular that you want? I do actually have work to do.

[AWS Man (also known as Bill) clears his throat and straightens up.]

AWS Man (also known as Bill) – Freakin’ yes, there is. And I’m the Great Lakes champion, so you shouldn’t ever be too busy to talk to me.

[Sault nods and motions for the Insane One to go ahead.]

AWS Man (also known as Bill) – I understand that you’re considering naming Kremling the next freakin’ contender to my title. Is this true?!

[Sault leans back and steeples his fingers.]

Sault – It is an option that I’ve been weighing, yes. We do need an opponent for you at El Dia, and Kronin has been quite impressive lately, even pinning you in the six-man tag last week.

[AWS Man (also known as Bill) impatiently stamps his foot on the floor.]

AWS Man (also known as Bill) – I don’t freakin’ care who he pinned when in what room with which candlestick! What happened last week was a fluke, and had too many other contributing factors to give credit just to freakin’ Krabby. And besides, in the big match he always chokes. He’s had GLC shots at the last two PPVs – neither of which he even earned, by the way – and he’s blown it both times. Someone else deserves their chance to get freakin’ humiliated by me. I don’t want him to get a shot. I don’t want you to even give him the opportunity for a shot, unless I approve of the circumstances. I don’t even need this place anymore, so WMW can’t afford to make me unhappy. Are we freakin’ clear?

[Sault gives the Insane One a decidedly unfriendly look as he considers for several moments before speaking.]

Sault – Yes, I’d say we’re clear. But let me make something clear to you. I don’t appreciate being ordered around by the talent, or given ultimatums and thinly veiled threats to walk out if you don’t get your way. This isn’t your show, it’s mine. But … I do answer first and foremost to STO. I have an obligation to them to keep ratings high. And I can anticipate that they would not want me risking one of the company’s biggest stars and most tenured members, particularly while he holds WMW’s highest title. So I will take your requests under advisement. That’s the best I can do right now.

[AWS Man (also known as Bill) nods.]

AWS Man (also known as Bill) – Fine. But you’d better freakin’ advise yourself to do the right thing.

[The Insane One wheels and strides out of the office, as St. Marie leans back and sighs.]

Hecate vs. Dess

Written by: Hecate

Wayne Inkster – Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing from Brooklyn, NY and coming into tonight’s contest at 6′1″ in height and weighting in at 257 lbs… He is a WMW Hall of Famer…..DESS!!!

["Cocky" by Kid Rock hits, Dess walks to the ring slapping fans hands as he makes his way down to ringside amongst cheers from the fans all around. Dess pauses at the top of the ring steps and lifts a hand in the air to a loud pop by the crowd before slipping into the ring and moving from corner to corner, climbing up to the second rope and raising his hands in each corner, the crowd cheering loudly each time before he jumps down from the last turnbuckle and awaits his opponent.]

Jack Gene – Dess is fresh off a victory over Mo’ Bad in the first round of the inaugural Jack Reynolds Invitational. He has to wait to see who he will be facing in the next round but he’s off to a good start and he has all the skills needed to make it to the finals to face Jack Reynolds for the Shoot Title.

Bill Hughes – First off, it’s just like Saranwrap to talk Sault St. Marie into something like this, he knows he’s not good enough for a title so he gets famous by this stupid tournament. And Dess thinks he can come back and be the big bad man he once was, not like he was ever that big and bad to begin with.

Jack Gene – And there you go with your mancrush on AWS Man again, did you pay him royalties for using his terms?

Bill Hughes – I have no idea what you are talking to Jack, you’re as delusional as Jackie in the box is with his being Shoot Champion.

Wayne Inkster – And his opponent, hailing from Delphi, Greece and coming into tonight’s contest at 5′11″ in height and weighting in at 155lbs….She is the current Heartlands Division Champion and is representing the Daughters of Darkness…The Dark Priestess ….HECATE!!!

[The arena suddenly goes black as the opening cords to Flyleaf's "All around me" start to play through the arena as a single spot light shines down on a figure at the top of the entry ramp completely concealed by a full black cloak. The figure remains still for several moments as the song plays through the arena until it reaches the first chorus section then the figure explodes into motion, tossing the cloak off and lifting one hand to the sky and looking up, revealing a differently garbed Hecate than has been seen before. Lifting her scepter above her head as she bows her head, letting the song move through her, Hecate is dressed in black long legged trunks with the image of a falcon outlined in silver on one hip with the word Cyrce below it and on her other leg is a silver outlined image of an owl with the word Hecate below the image. She sports a matching black halter style crop top with silver etching and another image of a silver outlined falcon over her heart. Instead of her normal runes on her face, she is sporting a silver and black image of a bird with one half being an owl and the other half a falcon.]

Jack Gene – This will be Hecate’s first singles match after suffering her first defeat in WMW at the hands of Audrie McLaughlin, a defeat she hasn’t said anything about since it happened.

Bill Hughes – Well if the rumors are true, Hecate will be defending the belt against Audrie soon, so my guess is she’s saving those comments for Audrie herself when they next face off.

Jack Gene – How do you think the loss will affect her performance wise? I’ve seen it before were one loss just steamrolls into a massive loosing streak.

Bill Hughes – Expect Hecate to make a statement her with this match against Dess, she has alot to gain from beating him, including sending a message to her upcoming opponents.

[Hecate slowly makes her way down to the ring, the single spot light following her as makes her way down towards the ring to a mixed reaction from the crowd. She pauses on the ring apron and mutters a prayer to the Goddess before stepping into the ring as the song ends and lights come back on. Walking to the middle of the ring, she raises her arms, holding a dark yew wood scepter engraved with silver runes Hecate's hands, wrists and forearms are wrapped in black leather instead of normal tape with silver crescent moon shaped arm bands encircle her upper arms and golden snake shaped bracelets around her wrists. Thigh high black leather boots completes her ring attire. Kneeling down in a sensual manner, Hecate bows her head to the mat in the direction the moon would be before saying a short chanting ritual and moving to her corner where she removes her arm bands and bracelets and lays them next to her scepter.]

Jack Gene – Referee Stephen Tyler is done checking both wrestlers for illegal objects, looks like we are about to start this match.

Bill Hughes – Dess will be looking to gain even more momentum heading into the next round of the tournament and prove he can still hang with the rising talent in WMW while Hecate will be looking to add another veteran to the list of souls she’s banished. And the bonus is, this could be a very MMA heavy match as both wrestlers have strong MMA backgrounds and styles.

Jack Gene – And Stephen Tyler is calling for the bell.

(Ring, ring, ring)

[Hecate and Dess circle each other in the middle of the ring, each one dropping back into a MMA style guard position. After a moment they both step forward and press a fist against the others fist in a salute of sorts before stepping back to start circling again. Hecate leads out first with a sweeping knee high kick that Dess is able to dance back from but he returns with a series of punches that Hecate is able to block before the two separate again. Both wrestlers nod towards the other and this time Dess leads out with another series out punches that Hecate dances out of the reach of and as Hecate nears the ropes, Dess tries to connect with a side kick. Hecate moves forward into Dess's guard, one leg slipping behind Dess's support leg as she delivers an elbow smash to the side of Dess's head, which combined with the leg maneuver sends Dess tumbling backwards to the mat.]

Jack Gene – This is the kind of action that the Shoot Championship brings out.

Bill Hughes – That’s right Jack, as much as it hates me to admit it, you will see not only great wrestling matches, but displays of skills that don’t always make it inside the squared circle. Dess is able to crab walk backwards on the mat and get out of the way of Hecate’s follow up mount. Both wrestlers getting to their feet again.

[Dess leads in again with several punches and kicks, one of them Hecate is unable to fully block allowing Dess to close the gap and grab Hecate around the waist, lifting and twisting to deliver a belly to belly suplex to the Greek wrestler. As Hecate starts to get up, Dess grabs one of her arms, twisting it and locking on an arm bar, using one hand to put pressure on Hecate's shoulder and keeping her down on one knee to increase the pressure. Hecate grits her teeth as she tries to get both legs under her, but Dess's large size and superior position don't give her an option to get up.]

Jack Gene – Dess showing his experience and that he really hasn’t lost a step as he got inside on Hecate and now has the advantage, and someone with Dess’s background could easily turn a simple arm bar into a submission move.

Bill Hughes – But Dess in there against someone trained in countering submission moves and fighting in close quarters, Dess will have to keep on Hecate to not allow her a chance to reverse things on him, but I don’t think he has enough left in those old bones to keep up with Hecate for long.

[Hecate surges up against Dess a bit, forcing him to apply more pressure to keep her down but then she ducks her other shoulder rolling away from Dess while the sudden loss of resistance pulls Dess off balance turning the arm bar into an arm drag. Hecate follows through on the roll allowing her to deliver another elbow smash to the side of Dess's head before he could get his feet underneath him sending Dess crashing back down to the mat. Pressing her advantage and location near the ring ropes, Hecate holds onto the top rope and uses the bottom rope to push off of, jumping up in the air and driving a knee into Dess's back on the way down. As Stephen Tyler starts his five count on Hecate, she smirks and drops several more knees to Dess's back, breaking and backing away at the count of four and a half.]

Bill Hughes – Told you Dess wouldn’t be able to keep up for long, just like that Hecate countered his arm bar and took the advantage in the match.

Jack Gene – The counter into the arm drag was impressive, but using the ropes to deliver those knee drops….was that really needed?

Bill Hughes – Genie Genie, how many times do I have to tell you that it’s only illegal if the referee reaches the five count, Hecate is just being a smart wrestler and using all her tools.

[Hecate crouches slightly, shifting her weight to the balls of her feet as she motions for Dess to get up, moving to keep her position behind him as Dess starts to get to his feet. Clenching his back with one hand and rubbing his jaw with the other, Dess tries to shake off the lingering effects of Hecate's assault, never seeing her stalking him from behind. Hecate grins, taking two light steps and leaping into a jumping spinning butterfly kick that connects solidly with the back of Dess's head who crashes to the mat in a heap. Hecate rolls Dess over and drops down for the cover, Stephen Tyler sliding into position and checking Dess's shoulders.]

Jack Gene – Good!Lord! What a wicked kick from Hecate, Dess never saw it coming and was completely exposed. He never had a chance to defend himself or prepare for it!

Bill Hughes – She just struck like one of Zeus’s lightning bolts! Shazam! And Dess is out cold.

Jack Gene – …. I can’t believe you just said that…Here is the count…1…2…3! Your winner by pinfall….Hecate!!!

Bill Hughes – She just knocked out a Hall of Famer, that was impressive, superhero like even…you have to admire that.

Can Emotions Hurt A Super Power?

[Scene fades up to a backstage locker room.  The camera leans around the corner and pans over to show Scott Vyper and Ryven talking.]

Ryven – I don’t see what the problem is, we won the match.

Vyper – You call that winning?  We barely walked out of that.  It may have counted as a win, but TDA was much better as a ‘team’ than we were.  We can’t show any chinks in the armor when they’re pressuring us like that.  But we did have one.  And I’m looking squarely at it.

Ryven – I had it handled.

Vyper – You have Pyre when he’s all but down for the count, and do what? You order him to go get you Umbrage.  That’s not having things handled, that’s letting your vendetta get the better of you.

Ryven – Really?  You think my emotions threaten this group?  Where was Druscilla or Amariie during all this?  What about Valora?  Scott, the Pinnacle isn’t going to be around forever, and already the wear is starting to show.  Within the first five seconds TDA showed that they’ve got more staying power as a team than you.  If this group of yours is going to crumble around me, I want to make it clear I can stand on my own.

Vyper – I recall the last time you stood on your own, TDA made quite an example out of you, or don’t you remember that?  And don’t forget that you’re a member too; you’re just as much a part of us as I am.

Ryven – Two of your most viable members could be at each other’s throats at El Dia.  Valora is going to try to tear this title from me, and don’t forget that I ripped it from another … teammate in Druscilla.  When was the last time you saw TDA infighting over anything?

Vyper – We have the top talent in this company, of course we’re -

Ryven – That’s bull, Scott.  Don’t play to the cameras, it’s just you and me.  We both know it’s not healthy.  This ship needs a captain, and right now I don’t think anyone knows who it is.  What seems certain is that while you were gone, Jade turned this group into a powerhouse.  You come back and it starts to crumble.  Cracks are forming in the walls around us, and you need to figure out a way to fix them.

Vyper – All I see is you holding the hammer.  Last week the only person that threatened the health of this team was you.

Ryven – You’re saying the cause is demanding a fix to the problem?  I’m just acting on what I’m seeing, and right now what I’m seeing is a group of individuals trying not to kill each other, not a team.  The moment it seems like staying is more harmful than leaving, then I’m gone.

Vyper – That’s your solution?  Waging your own war against TDA?  Wanting us to protect you while asking nothing in return?

Ryven – As long as this group isn’t a paper army, you’ll get whatever you want -

Vyper – I want?  Whatever I want?  I want to know that what happened last week is over.  I want to know that you’re going to put the goals of the group above your own.  I want to know that you’re going to stand with us when things don’t go well just as much as when they do.  But more importantly, I want you to know the hammer I will slam upon you if you cross us just a bit.

Ryven – Very well.  You hold up your end, and you got me at your side.  [Turns to leave.]  But if the match at El Dia ends up being between Valora and I, it’s going to cause a rift.  Druscilla and Amariie already have one foot out the door, you don’t want to lose another.

[Door slams.]

Vyper – Who would’ve thought a team full of women would have less drama…

[Camera fades.]

Audrie McLaughlin vs. Amariie

Written by: Ryven

Jack Gene – Quite a barn burner we have going next.

Bill Hughes – Ugh.  Really?  Hang on, I’m going to shoot your cheek full of Novocaine; let you try that again.

Jack Gene – That’s not funny, strokes are serious business and can – what are you doing with that needle?

Bill Hughes – Oh, you mean Johnson here?  Get it? Because he’s a little prick -

Jack Gene – You walk around carry a syringe of Novocaine?  Are you insane?  Why?

Bill Hughes – I think the more interesting question is ‘How did I get it’, but you’ll find out why in a second.  Now hold still.

Wayne Inkster – The following match is scheduled for one fall!  Introducing first, she hails from Romania, she stands at five feet, six inches tall and weighs in at one hundred and fifty two pounds.  She is a member of the Daughters of Darkness, she is Amariie!!!!!

["Everybody's Fool" by Evanescence blasts from the PA as Amariie makes her way down to the ring, followed by Druscilla and Hecate.]

Bill Hughes – You really don’t let me have any fun, do you.  Fine.  I’ll put Mr. Johnson away.

Jack Gene – Good, because this match -

Bill Hughes – Ow.  Uh oh.

Jack Gene – What ‘uh oh’?  What did you do?

Bill Hughes – I may have accidentally…. yeah, I did.

Jack Gene – No way….

Wayne Inkster – And her opponent, she hails from San Fransisco, California; standing in at five feet, ten inches tall, and weighing in at one hundred and seventy pounds, she is also known as The San Fransisco Shooter, she is Audrie McLaughlin!!!!!

[The lights go out as “When The Storm Comes,” by Blood For Blood hits and a single spot light shines down on the entrance ramp. Coming through the curtain, taped fists clenched, is Audrie McLaughlin. The black hood from her jacket keeps her face hidden as she makes her way down to the ring, shouldering past any fans reaching out to her. She moves up the steps and wipes her feet before entering the ring. She stands in the center of the ring and throws back her hood, making a cut throat motion as she does before pointing at her opponent.]

Jack Gene – Audrie looking confident as ever tonight, but Amariie is making it very clear that she is not impressed!  You have to wonder if Amariie will be the first one to hand Audrie a loss here at Wrestling Midwest!  But both ladies are approaching this match with the future in mind.  Audrie has pretty much secured the title shot for the Heartlands after beating Hecate; she wins against the former champion, and that thing is in the bag!  Amariie, meanwhile, is heading off for the Jack Reynold’s Invitational, and if she manages to put the first loss on Audrie, she’d have some serious momentum going into the tournament!  Both ladies have a lot riding on this match tonight!

Bill Hughes – No.  Oh no!  No, I didn’t serious stick myself there, did I?  Oh no!  Oh come on!

Jack Gene – What’s starting to go numb?

Bill Hughes – But it’s not fair!  There are two women in the ring!  I can’t be numb there now!  I can’t feel anything!  Oh come on!

Jack Gene – You didn’t seriously…..oh my.

Bill Hughes – Wipe that smile off your face, Jack.

Jack Gene – I’m totally posting this to Facebook.

[Ding, ding]

Jack Gene – Now that my partner is….let’s say he’s flying at half-staff, it’s a good time to get this match underway!  I have to say, Bill, even though Amariie “lost” the title to her partner Hecate, she certainly hasn’t let it slow her down much.  And Audrie has been on fire since walking through our doors.  I can’t honestly see a clear favorite here tonight!

Bill Hughes – Come on, get some feeling, dammit!

Jack Gene – Woah!  Bill!  You can’t do that out here!  There may be kids watching!

Bill Hughes – Oh, any person with half a brain would be watching the action in the ring!  Unfortunately half of my brain is down for the count at the moment – come on, wake up!

Jack Gene – Well, scoot closer under the table, the audience can still see you.

[Audrie charges after Amariie, trying for a running clothesline.  Amariie ducks and meets a spinning Audrie with a left hook, followed by another, and then throws her into the ropes.  Audrie hits and rebounds back, right into a leaping drop kick from Amariie.  Amariie leaps to her feet, stalking toward Audrie, who is slowly rising.  Amariie reaches down and pulls Audrie up, whips her into a headlock and nails her with a snap mare suplex.]

Jack Gene – Amariie showing early why she was holding the Heartlands Title!  She is taking no prisoners tonight!

Bill Hughes – That fantasy isn’t working either!  Oh man!  Why did this have to happen now!

[Amariie vaults over and gets Audrie into a headlock, pinning her to the middle of the ring.  The referee moves in quickly to check for a tap, but Audrie holds firm.  Amariie digs in, looking for a submission.  Audrie lifts her arm and holds firm, fighting against the hold that Amariie has on her.  The referee checks again, and Audrie gets a hold of the back of Amariie's head.  She tucks her legs in and bounces, hitting Amariie with a jawbreaker.  Amariie winces in pain as Audrie hits her again, getting a little more room to maneuver.  Amariie struggles to regain control, but Audrie fights free, spinning and clocking Amariie with a hard right.  Amariie staggers back on the mat, but Audrie leaps onto her, burying fists into her.  Amariie gets an arm under Audrie and flings her off, rolling away and back to her feet.  Audrie sets and launches forward, nailing Amariie with a hard shoulder to her midsection.  Amariie raises her arms to hit Audrie with a hammerblow, but Audrie plants her feet and throws her over in a northern lights suplex.]

Jack Gene – Audrie with her back arched, waiting for the pin!

Bill Hughes – Gah!

Jack Gene – The ref is there!  1…2…No!  Amariie kicked out!  What a move by the rookie, but I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that it’s going to take more than that to keep Amariie down!

[Audrie pulls Amariie up to her feet, whipping her into the corner.  Amariie bounces out from the corner, catching Audrie off-guard and wraps her in a headlock.  Audrie rotates around her, picking her up and slamming Amariie down in a back drop driver.  Audrie hits awkwardly as Amariie tries to escape the hold, and both women collapse on the ground, exhausted.  The fans are on their feet, screaming.]

Jack Gene – Both women are spent on the mat, the win goes to whomever can get up first!

Bill Hughes – Just stop it, already!

Jack Gene – I don’t know what you are talking about.  This is just a coincidental, and hilarious, turn of events.

[Audrie rises first, rolls over and kicks a prone Amarrie outside the ring.  Audrie brings Amaarie up to her feet by her hair and hits a high knee into her sternum. She takes her up in a suplex and moves over to the guard rail. Quickly Amaarie comes to life and shifts her weight, falling to her feet on the other side of the guard rail. Before Audrie can turn shes landing blows on the back of the Butcher's head.]

Jack Gene: Amaarie is taking Audrie from behind!

Bill Hughes: …

Jack Gene: What? Why are you looking at me?

Bill Hughes: Wait, almost….

Jack Gene: Oh gross, dude.  Come on, stop that already.

[Audrie throws an elbow back, stunning Amaarie. She takes control of Amaarie's head, spins her, and drops her with a sickening neck breaker across the guard rail.  Audrie wipes her hand across her face and sees the stream of blood on the back of her hand.  Her face contorts into rage as she jumps to her feet and viciously gets a hold of Amariie.]

Bill Hughes: Oh my lord!

Jack Gene – But she’s not done yet!

[Audrie throws Amariie into the ring, following her in.  She stands over Amariie, dragging her thumb across her throat before bending over and picking her up.]

Jack Gene – Oh man, it’s the FYL!  This could be it!  Audrie goes to lift her but no!  Amariie reverses!  She leans up and oh man!  She’s got Audrie in the Impaler!  She jumps!  Yes!  Amariie nails it!  What a reversal!  She’s got Audrie wrapped up for the pin!

Bill Hughes – Come on….

Jack Gene – 1…2…3!!! She’s done it!  Amariie wins!  I can’t believe this!  What a match!

Bill Hughes – Oh….oh

[Ding, ding]

Wayne Inkster – Your winner, Amariie!!!!!

Jack Gene – Dude! Stop that!  You can’t do that!

Bill Hughes – Ah!  It works!  Huzzah!

After Match Happenings

Jack Gene – Audrie is looking pretty bloody here as both women are on their feet now.  The ref is trying to keep them apart as they inch closer and closer to each other – don’t they know the match is over?

Bill Hughes – Oh, that bell may have rung, but I can guarantee you these two aren’t finished.

[Amariie pushes the ref aside as the bell rings once more, gesturing to the cut on Audrie's forehead.  Audrie looks down at the blood on her hand and hauls back, slapping Amariie across the face.  The crowd winces as Audrie staggers backwards then exploding in retaliation with a vicious right hook.  The referee signals for the bell again, but Audrie and Amariie begin trading blows to the cheers of the arena.]

Jack Gene – Oh man!  Someone get out here and stop this!

Bill Hughes – No!  Let it ride, baby!  Let it ride!

[Security swarm from the backstage area, running down the ramp and piling into the ring.  Audrie and Amariie continue to fight through them, trying to land blow after blow on the other.  A mass of uniformed bodies manage to part the two, and the crowd boos in response.]

Bill Hughes – I’m with the crowd on this one, Jack!  They should have just let this play out!

Jack Gene – I don’t think this would have stopped unless one of them got a trip out of her on an ambulance!

Bill Hughes – Seriously?  That’d be awesome!

Jack Gene – Well, security has finally broken these two up, and they’re heading back stage.  We’ll pick back up after this commercial break. Stay tuned.

[The shot fades to a commercial.]

Adam Pyre vs. Scott Vyper

Written by: Adam Pyre

["Machine Gun Messiah" by Sybreed blasts from the PA as Scott Vyper walks down to the ring.]

Jack Gene – And now we come to the lastest chapter in the ongoing saga that Scott Vyper and Adam Pyre have been creating. Vyper doesn’t look too pleased tonight, and to be honest, hasn’t looked very happy in the last few weeks, despite being one of the few people seeming to have Pyre’s number since returning.

Bill Hughes – We don’t agree on much Jack, but this once I’d have to make an exception. Pyre’s usual mind game tactics and cerebral assaults haven’t been much of a factor between he and Scott, and mostly because Vyper has cut off his head of steam every time. Not to mention Vyper seems to have no problem beating Pyre into the ground week after week.

Jack Gene – Well, I can’t imagine that he feels like he’s got enough retribution after What Pyre did to Both Scott and Jade months ago.

[Vyper climbs through the ropes and warms up his arms, the aggression and anger fading for a second as he smirks, most likely contemplating how he's going to hurt Pyre tonight. "Freak" by Silverchair hits the arena speakers as Vyper stares coldly at the curtain, waiting for Pyre to enter. However, as Pyre's music continues to play, the curtain remains motionless.]

Jack Gene – Well, I can’t imagine what’s happening here, we might be having some technical difficulties.

Bill Hughes – Maybe Pyre finally lost his last marble and is running around Cleveland somewhere causing havoc. Though honestly, I don’t know if that’s really much different from what he normally does…

["Freak" By Silverchair starts up again as Vyper stands in the ring yelling at Pyre to come out and face him like a man. Vyper paces around the ring, growing impatient as the music continues to play with no wrestler to accompany it.]

Jack Gene – Well it seems as if Pyre isn’t coming down to the ring. I’m not sure what we’re going to do about our scheduled match, this puts a big hole of time in the middle of our show…

Bill Hughes – Pyre’s playing it smart Jack! Vyper’s driven his head through a chair twice with his Vyper driver. Even if Vyper does that a hundred times I don’t think he’s going to feel square with Pyre. So why should Pyre put himself through senseless violence if he doesn’t have to?

Jack Gene – Pyre does that on a weekly basis.

Bill Hughes – Yeah, but he chooses to, he’s not forced into it. Big difference there.

Wayne Inkster – The winner of this match, due to forfeit, SCOTT VY–

Adam Pyre – Hold on, hold on there Inky…

[The arena's attention is suddenly diverted to the tron, where Pyre stands in a dark room somewhere in the bowels of the arena, with a hanging lamp hovering just above his head. There's some sort of woman next to him, tied to a simple wooden chair. She has black hair and looks an awful lot like...]

Jack Gene – I’m not sure what’s going on here… but I think Pyre has Jade tied up in the back!

Adam Pyre – You know Scotty, I thought I was going to walk on down to the ring and get my own retribution for you hitting a Vyper Driver to a chair on me two weeks in a row. But dogone it, maybe it’s all the cuncussions, but I seem to have lost my way. Luckily, I seem to have run into an old friend of yours… a girl… friend. We got to talking and wouldn’t you know it, a night out on the time with good ol’ Adam Pyre sounded like a whole lotta fun to her, and to me it sounds loads better then getting all sweaty with you in front of a bunch of strangers. So I think her and I we’re gonna go ahead and have a lot of fun…

[Pyre runs a hand through her hair and as he does, plucks a strand causing her to scream. Vyper doesn't hesitate and practically jumps through the ropes and races up the ramp, finally disappearing behind the curtain.]

Jack Gene – Oh jeez! It’s Déjà vu all over again! Pyre can’t beat Vyper in the ring so he’s going to attack Vyper’s girlfriend Jade! Again!

Bill Hughes – You know what they say Jack, if it’s easy take it twice! I love it!

[There's a camera on Vyper backstage now, as he rampages through everything in his path. He breaks down a door to find an empty room, a tech gets in his way as he exits and he simply shoves the man aside as if he was a pillow.]

Scott Vyper – PYRE! PYRE YOU SONOFABITCH!!! GET OUT HERE AND TAKE YOUR BEATING LIKE A MAN!!! I’M NOT GOING TO LET YOU DO THIS AGAIN PYRE!!!

[Vyper passes by a table covered in various electrical doo-dads and upturns it for no other reason than to try to alleviate his anger. It doesn't seem to have worked.]

Jack Gene – Vyper is acting like a madman! I can’t imagine what he’s going to do when he gets his hands on Pyre!

[Vyper checks a few more doors to no avail, until his eye catches a door half cracked, that seems very dimply lit inside. Vyper bursts through the door only to find Jade alone in the room. Vyper unties her hands and goes to remove her gag, but is shocked to find that this woman wasn't jade at all, but another dark haired asian woman.]

Woman – IT’S A TRAP!!!

[But her warning wasn't quick enough and Pure suddenly charges out of the darkness, trying his best make a mold of Vyper's face with a steel chair. Vyper goes tumbling out of the room with Pyre and his chair in hot persuit.]

Jack Gene – Holy hell what a chairshot!

Adam Pyre – Whose looking dumb now Vyper?! You think you can outsmart me?? Those Vyper Drivers were mere love taps compared to what I’m going to do to you!

[Pyre rears back and lifts the chair high over his head, bringing it down with as much force as he possibly can right onto Vyper's neck. Vyper falls flat on the ground as Pyre picks him up by the hair and starts dragging him down the hall.]

Adam Pyre – That’s right Vyper, we’re gonna have loads of fun tonight!

[Vyper suddenly shakes off the chair shot blows and shoves Pyre away. Staggering, Vyper boots Pyre in the face, causing him to drop the chair. Vyper picks up the chair now and smashes it in Pyre's face. Pyre stumbles down the hall and leans on yet another set up table. Vyper drops the chair and using his larger frame lifts Pyre up and drops him through the table.]

Scott Vyper – You want to have fun Pyre?! Let’s have some fun then…

[Vyper picks Pyre up and lifts him up onto his shoulder. With a pretty good running start, and a yell like a berserker, Vyper lawn darts Pyre into the nearest wall. Pyre crumples to the floor, bloody and broken.]

Bill Hughes – These guys are going balls to the wall and I’m loving every minute of it!

Jack Gene – These two are going to kill each other!

[Vyper drags Pyre to a pair of double doors, and suddenly they're both in the middle of the crowd on a small balcony. Vyper walks over to the edge and lifts Pyre up in a military press position, attempting to throw him off of the balcony onto a giant part of the stage structure, but Pyre manages to knee Vyper in the head at the last second. As Pyre gets to his feet, he hits Vyper with a Six Minute Miracle out of nowhere, sending Vyper over the rail and into the stage structure. Vyper is barely visible with an arm hanging out over the edge of the structure, and his lower body buried in the wreckage of the structure. Pyre suddenly gets up on the railing as the crowd gets ravenous.

Jack Gene - Oh god no... he can't be thinking to jump off of there!

Bill Hughes - Do it Pyre! Do it!

[Pyre flashes a grin to the crowd before leaping off the balcony and hitting a Killing Curse onto Vyper. Both men disappear into the wreckage as Pyre lands on Vyper.]

Jack Gene – GOOD GOD!!!

Bill Hughes – HOLY PEACHES!!!

Jack Gene – Those two men have to be broken in half! What more can they do to each other?! Sault St. Marie or some other official might have to step in to stop these men from killing each other!!

[Just then, security storm the area and quickly break up the brawl.]

Jack Gene – And Sault has sent security down to break this up. My god. Sault St. Marie booked this match, but I don’t think he bargained for this.

Bill Hughes – Regardless of how it happened, I expect this to be the first real face to face meeting of a long and treacherous road.

[The shot cuts.]

Another Bad Gift

[As we reopen, the camera shows Mo' Bad walking backstage in his wrestling gear with a box of candy in his hand.  Stephen Squires walks into view and stops Mo']

Stephen Squires – Excuse me Mr. Bad can I get a few words from you before your match tonight with Damian Knight?

Mo’ Bad – Absolutely… not, I am on my way to drop off something for a special someone…

Stephen Squires – Would that special someone be Valora?

Mo’ Bad - Is it any of your business?  Now excuse me, I have someone to drop this off to.

[Stephen Squires looks on as Mo' continues down the hall and passes many of the locker room doors and then stops on the one with 'Valora' on the front.  He looks around him and places it at her doorstep and rubs his hand over her nameplate and then smiles as the camera goes back live in the arena]

AWS Man ‘Shoots’ On Jack Reynolds

[The cameras cut backstage again, where Jack Reynolds is sipping some hot chocolate. He looks to be enjoying it. He holds up his glass and smiles as he lets out a loud and exaggerated sigh.]

Jack Reynolds – This hot chocolate is so delicious. If only everything was made with hot chocolate mix. Mmm…

[He brings the glass back to his mouth and takes another sip. As he lets it sit in his mouth, making it all warm and awesome and stuff, he closes his eyes and smiles. What he notices most is how the hot chocolate makes him feel. And it makes him feel really good inside. But, what he doesn’t notice is the presence of another individual. A shadow falls over Jack, as AWS Man (also known as Bill) walks in picture. The Insane One glowers down at the shorter Jack, who finally notices him.]

Jack Reynolds – Oh… Hey, AWS Man. How’s it going?

[Instead of replying with any of those new-fangled “words,” AWS Man (also known as Bill) reaches out and smacks the hot chocolate out of Jack’s hand.]

Jack Reynolds – Hey! What the heck…

[He shakes the remaining hot chocolate from his hands. He looks down at the mess with sadness before looking up at AWS Man with a confused and stern look on his face.]

Jack Reynolds – That was uncalled for, Mr. AWS Man (also known as Bill). You have no idea how good that hot chocolate was. I mean…

AWS Man (also known as Bill) – Don’t give me any of your freakin’ jibber jabber, Reynolds Wrap. I’ll have you know, I blame you for getting me killed in Mafia.

[Jack’s expression turns from one of annoyance to confusion.]

Jack Reynolds – Are you forgetting that I couldn’t have done anything of the sort? I wasn’t the Serial Killer. I was the doctor. And besides, you killed me in the last game! I’m still very upset about that.

[The Insane One shrugs this off.]

AWS Man (also known as Bill) – You had it freakin’ coming for being a weird, annoying little man who smells like tapioca. And if you’re so steamed about it, how come you didn’t cash in your title shot to face me for the Great Lakes title, the richest prize there is? You’d have been doing us both a freakin’ favor: You’d get one more shot at glory, though WMW must have been in really bad shape while I was gone for you to ever win the belt, and I’d get an easy title defense. It would’ve been a win-freakin’-win!

[Jack gets a somewhat disgusted look on his face.]

Jack Reynolds – First of all, I would never smell like Tapioca because, out of all flavors of pudding, Tapioca is the worst.

[He shakes his head at the thought.]

Jack Reynolds – But, really? You’re asking why I didn’t go after your title? Well… you obviously didn’t hear what I said last week. The Shoot Championship, to me, is much, much bigger than your title. Not necessarily in on-paper value, but in my heart. I saw what it meant to those who have held it before. What it meant to this company and to the city of Cleveland. And, what it meant to me, specifically, as a fan before I came to Wrestling Midwest.

[He looks off into the horizon with a gleam of hope in his eye. He takes a deep breath before looking back towards AWS Man.]

Jack Reynolds – You just wouldn’t understand, AWS Man (also known as Bill). This is something that I have to do for me.

[The Insane One snorts in disgust.]

AWS Man (also known as Bill) – Whatfreakin’ever, Reynolds Wrap. You can make all the excuses you want, but if you were a real competitor like you claim, you would’ve gone after the top title. But you didn’t do that, because you knew you couldn’t win. I guess I shouldn’t freakin’ blame you. I wish Krunk had the same sense you do to see when he’s so clearly out of his league. I would have embarrassed you, maybe so much you had to quit the company in shame. So yeah, I get why you wouldn’t freakin’ face me. But you might as well just be honest with yourself about it.

[Before Jack can formulate a reply, AWS Man (also known as Bill) turns and walks away. Jack balls his hands into fists, but slowly releases them and sadly hangs his head.]

Damian Knight vs. Mo’ Bad

Written by: Garvin

[The shot opens back up at ringside with Jack Gene and Bill Hughes.]

Jack Gene – Woah, just… strong words by the Great Lakes Champion.

Bill Hughes – Well, he’s just saying what a lot of us have been thinking. Jack Reynolds is a coward. He had an opportunity to fight once again for the Great Lakes Championship, the biggest prize in this business, and he turned it down because he was scared.

[Just then, "You Found Me" by The Fray blasts from the PA as Damian Knight walks to the ring with his wife Zana Knight by his side.]

Jack Gene – You know what, I’m not even going to argue about this with you.

Bill Hughes – That’s because you know I’m right.

Jack Gene – No… no, you’re not right. Jack Reynolds is bringing back some tradition that we have lost. He’s not a coward at all. Like Sault St. Marie said, he didn’t do something just to better himself. He did something that benefited everyone, and that is to create new competition.

Wayne Inkster – The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is set for a 10-minute time limit. One his way to the ring at this time, standing at 7′ and weighing in at over 320lbs. He is escorted by his wife, Zana… he is… Damian Knight!

Jack Gene – And here comes Damian Knight, the man formally known as MOD, has tonight another opportunity to make it to the second round of this tournament. But, he’s got to get past Mo’ Bad.

Bill Hughes – And, that ain’t gonna happen.

[Just then, "Safe 2 Say" by Fat Joe kicks in as Mo' Bad makes his way from behind the curtain, sporting a doo-rag and loose fitting, camo-decorated tights with long dark colored boots. His MMA style gloves fit around a bottled water as he nonchalantly stops a few steps away from the entrance and looks over at one of the fans and shakes some of his water leaving many in the front row soaked and angry.]

Wayne Inkster – And his opponent, standing at 6′ and weighing in at 235lbs. From A Street Called Bad Lands. He is… Mo’ Bad!

[Mo' finally slowly walks up the ring steps and enters the ring to a resounding chorus of boos. He walks around the ring and then comfortably lifts himself in the corner and rests on the ropes with his hands behind his head.]

Jack Gene – So, you say you think Mo’ Bad has the best chance tonight?

Bill Hughes – Mo’ Bad got robbed last week and everyone knows it. He didn’t need a second chance to prove that he deserves that shot here, but he got one. And unfortunately, Mr. MOD Damian Knight is going to find that out first hand that, it doesn’t take good business portfolios to succeed here. You have to be a guy like Mo’ Bad, and that’s something Damian Knight will never be.

[Knight and Mo' Bad circle one another. Referee Stephen Tyler calls for the bell.]

(ding, ding)

Jack Gene – And here we go. Damien Knight vs. Mo’ Bad with the winner going to Round 2 of the Jack Reynolds Invitational next week.

[Knight reaches for him but Bad dodges and escapes towards the ropes. He looks at Knight with a smile. Knight once again starts to circle him again and backs Bad into the corner. He charges in, but Bad moves out of the way. Knight turns around and is met with a right hand, and another. Knight tries to push out, but is met with another right hand. Bad begins to stomp away at his mid section before driving a 5th fist to the side of his head. Knight droops down in the corner and Mo' Bad walks out to the center of the ring. He mocks the crowd who continue to boo him. As soon as he turns back around, Knight charges out of the corner and grabs him by the neck.]

Jack Gene – Oh my… what’s Knight going to do?

[Just then, he lifts him up and throws him into the corner with a choke lift toss. Bad bounces hard against the turnbuckle.]

Jack Gene – Oh, just… painful shot there by Damien Knight and, Mo’ Bad hasn’t left the corner.

[Knight goes for a huge thrusting punch, but again, Bad ducks out of the way, turns Knight around and connects with 3 rapid fire right hands. Knight pushes him away and takes another swing, but Bad throws another right hand, this time sending Knight stumbling.]

Jack Gene – That one sent a shot of pain through Knight’s head.

[Bad pushes Knight back into the corner. He connects with another right hand. Knight grabs him by the neck again and choke lifts him back into the corner. He drives a knee into his midsection.]

Jack Gene – And that knocked the wind out of Mo’ Bad’s sails.

[Knight takes a step back and throws a wild right hand towards Bad, but Bad once again ducks out of the way, turns Knight around in the corner and hits a drop kick sending him back, crashing against the turnbuckles. Bad quickly gets back to his feet and launches himself towards Knight. He climbs to the second rope and begins to drop lefts and rights to Knight's head.]

Bill Hughes – Mo’ Bad is just taking it to Knight, here.

Jack Gene – You said it, just right after left after right.

[Knight continues to get pummeled by punches, and finally pushes Mo' Bad off. He comes crashing down to the mat, but immediately bounces back up and charges Knight. Knight catches him by the throat again. He walks him out of the corner.]

Jack Gene – My god! He’s going for a chokeslam!

[Just then, Mo' Bad kicks him in the knee, and Knight drops his hold. Bad hits him with another right hand, which sends Knight stumbling back into the corner.]

Jack Gene – Mo’ Bad just barely out of harms way. It looked like Knight was going for a chokeslam there.

Bill Hughes – And it was so predictable, too. Mo’ Bad has studied Knight all week leading up to this match.

[Bad connects with another right hand, before slamming his elbow into the side of Knight's head. He leans into him grabbing him by the arm and tries to whip him across the ring. Knight reverses it, sending Mo' Bad flying towards the corner. Bad pulls him just before impact and jumps onto the turnbuckle. He springs off with a cross body attempt, but Knight catches him by the throat with another chokelift. He lifts him high in the air.]

Bill Hughes – No! Counter it, Bad!

[But, before Knight can execute a move, Bad digs his thumb into his eye causing Knight to drop him.]

Jack Gene – And Mo’ Bad with a thumb to the eye.

[Mo' Bad runs across the ring and bounces off the ropes. Knight tries to catch him with a clothesline, but Bad ducks under it and bounces off the opposite ring ropes. He tries for another cross body, but Knight catches him and lifts him up in a guerilla press.]

Jack Gene – Oh my! Look at the strength of Damian Knight, here.

[Mo' Bad slides off of his back. He bounces off of the ropes again and tries for a shoulder block, but Knight counters it and tosses him over the top rope. He flips in the air and lands on his back. The ref peeks over the top rope and begins to count. (...1)]

Jack Gene – Mo’ Bad… just back dropped over the top rope and onto the outside. (…2) It’s amazing he’s even moving at this point.

[Knight slides to the outside as Mo' Bad pulls himself up to his feet. Knight reaches for him and grabs his head, but Bad with a boot to the knee. (...3) He slams a right hand into the side of Knight, but Knight returns the favor and slams Bad up against the ring barrier with an uppercut. (...4) Knight grabs him by the back of the head and forces him back towards the ring. Bad tries to get out of his reach and takes a swing, but Knight dodges it. (...5) He grabs him and lifts him high above his head with a guerilla press, but Bad slides down his back. He charges Knight with a clothesline, but Knight catches him. He lifts him up and slams him to the mat outside with a powerslam. (...6)]

Jack Gene – Jeez! That was painful to watch.

(…7)

Bill Hughes – Come on, ref. Get this match back in the ring.

[Knight pulls up Mo' Bad by the head and slides him back into the ring. (...8) He follows him in and immediately goes for a pin attempt. Referee Stephen Tyler gets into position... 1... 2...]

Jack Gene – And Mo’ Bad kicks out.

[Knight gets back to his feet and pulls Mo' Bad up to his. He pushes him back up against the ropes and whips him across the ring. Bad bounces off the ropes and Knight goes for a clothesline. Bad ducks it and spins around to behind Knight. He grabs Knight with a waistlock and pushes him face first into the ropes. As they bounce off, Bad goes for a rollup, but Knight holds onto the ropes causing Bad to fall hard to his back. Bad bounces off and charges the ropes. He bounces off and runs at Knight who walks towards the center of the ring. Knight goes for another clothesline, but Bad ducks it and runs through. He bounces off the ropes again, and as he hits the center of the ring, Knight connects with a big boot hitting him square in the face.]

Jack Gene – Whoa! He took his head clean off! Mo’ Bad’s got to be seeing stars right now.

[Knight walks over to Bad, who tries to pull himself up. Knight immediately locks onto him, lifts him up and slams him to the mat with a scoop slam. He then walks over to the ropes, leans against them and charges towards Bad. He jumps into the air and tries for an elbow drop, but Bad rolls out of the way.]

Jack Gene – No! Knight misses the elbow and, I think he hit the mat weird, and he’s in some serious pain, now.

[Knight tries to pull himself up, but Bad springs up, charges at him and hits him with a right hand. He grabs Knight by the arm and tries for a hammerlock, but Knight reverses it, and locks on an arm wringer. He pulls Bad into him and slams him with a shoulder block as he continues to put pressure on the hand and wrist. He tries for a short-arm clothesline, but Mo' Bad ducks it and drives a knee into his midsection. He pushes Knight back into the corner, but Knight immediately reverses it and begins to slam rights and lefts into the head and midsection of Mo' Bad.]

Bill Hughes – Come on, ref! Those are closed fists! That’s illegal!

Jack Gene – You look a bit worried, Bill. Are you going to change your prediction?

Bill Hughes – Hell, no. Mo’ Bad will win this match. As long as the ref keeps Knight under control.

[He pulls Bad out of the corner and back into the ropes. He whips him across the ring. Bad bounces off of the ropes and runs back towards the center, where Knight catches him and slams him down to the mat with a tilt-a-whirl slam. He goes for a pin.]

Jack Gene – This could be it… 1… 2… No! Mo’ Bad got his shoulder up!

[Knight gets back up to his feet as Mo' Bad tries to pull himself up on the ropes. Knight reaches him, but only to get a right hand to the face. Knight returns the favor with a right hand of his own. He goes for another, but Bad catches him with an eye gouge.]

Jack Gene – Bad with another thumb to the eye there.

[Knight stumbles towards the corner. As he reaches it, he turns around, and Mo' Bad dives at him with a shoulder to the midsection. He steps back and drives a right hand into Knight's face. Knight quickly lunges out of the corner and grabs Mo' Bad by the throat. He stands next to him.]

Jack Gene – Knight’s got him by the neck! He’s going to go for a chokeslam here.

[Knight lifts him up, but Bad fights it, causing Knight to stumble backwards into the corner. Bad grabs the ropes by his feet for leverage, and rakes Knight in the eyes again. Knight stumbles out of the corner, while Mo' Bad holds on and positions himself onto the top rope. As Knight turns back towards Bad, Bad launches himself off with a moonsault.]

Jack Gene – Moonsault! And here’s the pin… 1… 2… OH!

[Mo' Bad immediately jumps up and gets into the ref's face.]

Bill Hughes – Oh come on! How did he kick out of that?

Jack Gene – Damian Knight kicks out. And Mo’ Bad can’t believe it either.

[Just then, Mo' Bad turns around and begins to attack Knight with more punches. He begins to choke Knight with both hands. The ref immediately starts to count. (...1)]

Jack Gene – My god! He’s trying to choke him out! (…2)

[He lets go at the 3 count, and then drops a few boots to the midsection. Knight turns and tries to crawl away. Mo' Bad lunges at him, hitting him with a forearm to the back of the head.]

Jack Gene – And just a vicious shot.

Bill Hughes – Hopefully, Knight will be smart enough to stay down this time.

[At that, Mo' Bad wraps around MOD and lifts him up by the head. He then puts him in a front face lock, and then locks on a guillotine choke.]

Jack Gene – It’s the Badmission! He’s got the Badmission locked on here.

Bill Hughes – And MOD is tapping!

[Tyler calls for the bell and pulls Mo' Bad off of Knight. Zana immediately slides in the ring to check on her husband as Mo' Bad jumps up and begins to celebrate in the ring.]

Bill Hughes – Knight tapped out to Mo’ Bad!

Jack Gene – I don’t think he has any other choice. Mo’ Bad had that choke locked on.

Wayne Inkster – The winner of this match, by submission, advancing into the second round of the Jack Reynolds Invitational… he is… Mo’ Bad!

[The crowd boos as he slides out of the ring with his hands raised.]

Jack Gene – Wow, what an impressive win by Mo’ Bad. Now, you’ve definitely got to consider him as a finalist.

Bill Hughes – A finalist? You’re potentially looking at the next Shoot Champion, Jack.

[In the ring, Zana Knight helps Damian Knight up to his feet as the ref checks him out. The scene cuts.]

Valora Prepares for her Match:

[The scene opens showing the door to Valora's locker room.  The door opens and Valora walks out, pausing in midstep as she notices the box of chocolates.  She reaches down and picks it up, peeking inside the box and nodding, before tossing it onto the table in her room.]

Valora – Yay.  After match snack.  Right on.

[Valora closes the door and starts to walk, but is caught by Jane Coughlin as she rounds a corner.]

Jane Coughlin – Oh!  Valora…I was on my way to see you.  Got time for a question or two?

Valora – I suppose.  What is it now?

Jane Coughlin – Well, we saw a bit of a spat between Ryven and Vyper concerning the PoP…. what are your thoughts on it?  Do you think you and Ryven fighting for the ASC will hurt the Pop?

[Valora smirks and shrugs.]

Valora – I don’t know.  Maybe Ryven’s scared to face me in Mexico City cause he knows we go there and I will take his belt from him.  So maybe he’s hoping Vyper will step in and protect his title.  But no, I don’t think he and I battling for the ASC will hurt the PoP.  If Ryven thinks he can dismantle TDA by himself, well no one’s forcing him to stay in the PoP.  I think the PoP is much stronger then it looks.  We’ve managed to survive this long for a reason.  I think Ryven and Kronin are great additions to the PoP, but ultimately, the PoP can get by with whoever.  We don’t need numbers.  TDA can say what they want, but all the top talent is with us at the moment.

Jane Coughlin – So, you’re not worried at all about the PoP?

[Valora sighs and grits her teeth a bit before shrugging.]

Valora – My job ain’t to worry about that.  Vyper and Jade worry about it.  I’m the enforcer… I’m the one who beats the shit out of our enemies and puts anyone inside our house back in line if they start actively trying to hurt the PoP… you know… kinda like what I did to Druscilla last week.

Jane Coughlin – What about you and Kronin?  It’s no secret there’s still a score to settle there.  You don’t think that might hurt the PoP?

[Valora shrugs.]

Valora – Kronin manages to keep finding himself busy with other things… If he manages to find time in his busy schedule to try to stand up for his friend, then I’ll be ready for him and we’ll settle it.  If not, well then seems like it’d be a no harm no foul case… now excuse me… I gotta go beat down a priest trying to keep me out of the ASC title hunt…

[Valora pushes past Jane, but Jane gets one final question off.]

Jane Coughlin – Wait!  One last question.  What do you think of Mo’bad’s advances towards you the last two weeks?  He’s left you two presents now and has made mention in an interview of wanting to pursue something with you.

[Valora pauses for a moment and shrugs.]

Valora – Heh, well guess we’ll find out how I feel about that soon enough, won’t we?  No sense in me ruining the surprise…. that just wouldn’t be any fun…

[Valora continues making her way towards the entryway and the scene fades to black.]

Valora vs. Father Nathan

Written by: Jade

[The shot opens back up at ringside.]

Jack Gene – And now, we come to the match that a lot of people have been waiting for and a match that you can be sure has Ryven’s attention backstage as it has implications for him at El Dia ‘09.

Bill Hughes – That’s right… if Father Nathan and his God pick up the win here, he will become the number one contender.  If Valora wins, she has to fight Father Nathan again next week and beat him then as well to become the number one contender… it’s just unfair.

Jack Gene – No, it’s math.  Father Nathan has 4 pts.  Valora has 2.  If Nathan wins, he will have 6 pts and Valora have 2, making it near impossible for her to catch or overcome him before El Dia.  If Valora wins, then her and Nathan will be tied at 4 pts.  Valora has overcome every challenge thrown at her so far, I don’t see this one as being unfair to her at all.

Bill Hughes – She’s wrestling Nathan and a God!  How is that not unfair?!  And she has to beat them twice!!

Jack Gene – Well, as a religious person myself, I personally find myself kinda rooting for Father Nathan.  The Catholic Church and religion in general inspire people to be better then they are.

Bill Hughes – Valora doesn’t seem to need religion to be the awesome wrestling goddess she is.  The fact that she is bat[beep] crazy just makes her hotter.  You know how crazy girls are in bed…

Jack Gene – You’re aware that Valora might just try to rip your spine out for that kinda remark, right?  Anyways, let’s go to ringside where Wayne Inkster is ready to introduce the fighters.

Wayne Inkster – Ladies and Gentlemen, our next match is a Ace Superior Division challenge and is set for one fall.  If Valora wins this match, she will challenge Father Nathan again next week for the number one contendership to the Ace Superior title!  And now onto the introductions of the fighters… Introducing first, hailing from the City of Angels, Los Angeles, California.  She stands 5 feet, 9 inches tall and weighs in at 150lbs.  She is a member of the Pinnacle of Power and the last Hardcore Champion in WMW history.  She is VALORA!!!!

[The arena darkens a bit. After a few moments, 'Prayer' by Disturbed begins to play. The lights slowly grow to a dim lighting As soon as the light comes on a bit and Valora is seen walking out from the back, a bored and very confident expression on her face as she stares at the ring, meanwhile, on the videotron, a clean blue Bandanna is shown with a gunshot ringing out and blood slowly forming on the bandanna as the name Valora appears and a quick cut shot of Valora laughing and smiling is shown.  The video then moves to show some of her extreme moments in the ring from past matches, every few shots cutting back to Valora grinning sadistically and/or laughing.  As she walks down the rampway, the very confident, almost bored expression never leaves her face and we see that she is wearing make up around her eyes of a golden yellow color that is painted on the outside edges of her eyes moving towards the side of her head.  As she reaches the ring, she pauses, visibly chewing gum and makes her way slowly up the stairs and into the ring, holding her hands up and enjoying some of the cheers she gets.  She then moves to her corner and yawns, leaning back against the turnbuckles as she looks up towards the entryway.]

Wayne Inkster – And introducing her opponent.  Hailing from the University of Notre Dame in South Bend, Indiana.  He stands 6 feet, 4 inches tall and weighs in at 240lbs.  He is the conscience of WMW, he is FATHER NATHAN!!!!!

[The crowd cheers wildly as The lights in Arena dim and a Gregorian chant is heard echoing throughout the arena. The voice of Fr. Nathan is heard singing a brief line in Latin. The entrance music then starts as 'Hands on the Bible' by Local H plays over the speakers as Fr. Nathan walks out, his cross strapped to his back, dressed in the black robes of a catholic priest. He pauses a moment and looks around at the crowd, smiling as he nods his head to them and adjusts his dark colored shades, making his way down to the ring, slowly but steadily. He unslings his cross, laying it to rest at ringside, unfolding a stand to allow the cross to stand. He then kneels down before the cross, making the sign of the cross, and recites the prayer of serenity before standing and climbing into the ring.  He then asks for Inkster's microphone and looks to Valora as he takes the microphone handed to him.]

Father Nathan – You know… I realized a few things on my way down to the ring here tonight… I went to Notre Dame as a student, now teach there and work there as a Priest… you graduated and competed for USC… that means… we got us an impromptu match-up for the Jeweled Shilleagh… USC Trojans vs the Fighting Irish of Notre Dame… And recent history aside… the Fightin’ Irish still own USC on the the field of American Football…. Don’t expect to be changin’ that here, lass…

[Father Nathan hands the mic back to Inkster as the crowd goes nuts and Valora narrows her eyes, mouthing a response back that is thankfully not picked up by the mics as it is obviously not family friendly.  The bell rings and the two walk to the middle of the ring as Valora looks up at Nathan not intimidated by him at all.  Nathan takes a boxing stance, holding his arms up and gestures for Valora to do the same.  Valora looks around and the two exchange words before Valora nods and assumes a boxing stance as well.]

Jack Gene – What the hell…?  When did this become a boxing match?

Bill Hughes – Pride, idiot.  The Irish have traditionally been considered to be the best boxers in the world, now it’s Mexicans who are considered to be the best… these two are defending their cultural heritages..

[Nathan lunges in and throws a left cross right cross combination but Valora ducks and weaves, expertly avoiding both punches and hits Nathan with a rising left jab to the face.  Nathan isn't phased and urges Valora on and Valora growls and lunges in, hitting Nathan with three quick left jabs and a right cross.  The jabs do no damage and the cross sends Nathan back a step and a half and he shakes his head, smiling a bit.]

Jack Gene – Valora made a mistake here though…Nathan outweighs her by 90lbs.  Her quick punches aren’t gonna do much damage to him.

[Just then Father Nathan throws a lunging right punch and Valora pivots on her foot, spinning around out of the way of the punch and jumping into the air, landing a right hook as she comes down, putting her full weight behind the blow and sends Father Nathan crashing to the mat.]

Bill Hughes – That’s when she hits him with something like that.

[Valora walks over and pulls Father Nathan to his feet but he counters with a punch to the gut and then jumps to his feet, hitting Valora with a European uppercut that knocks her flat on her back.  As Father Nathan walks up and pulls Valora to her feet, Valora sees that Pier is out of position and hits Nathan with a low blow and jumps to her feet, holding Father Nathan, keeping him bent forward with one of his arms behind her back and she then rolls forward, taking Father Nathan to the mat Ranhei style as she rolls through the move to her feet and bounces off the ropes and runs to Father Nathan, hitting him with a double leg drop in the gut before jumping to her feet and hyping herself up, shaking her body as she jumps up and down in place.  She runs off the ropes again but Nathan gets up and catches her with a Spear, taking her to the mat hard.  Father Nathan pulls Valora to her feet and the two start exchanging punches before Nathan gets the edge and whips her into the corner, running in after her and hitting her with a splash.  He then turns his back to Valora while she's still in the corner and slowly pats his Elbows before hitting Valora with rapid fire left and right elbows for about 20 seconds or so before walking out of the corner as Valora drops into a seated position, dazed by the attack.]

Jack Gene – Valora trying to get untracked here, but Father Nathan wisely cutting it off in the bud and has gone with what gives him the best chance to win, high impact moves.

[Father Nathan turns and runs into the corner, climbing up to the second turnbuckle and jumps into the air, trying to plant both of his feet into Valora's gut but Valora drops and rolls out of the ring and Father Nathan hits the turnbuckle groin first a loud audible groan of shared pain escaping from the crowd as Father Nathan groans out in pain.  Valora grabs each of Nathan's feet and locks in a figure 4 leglock around the turnbuckle, holding it as Father Nathan screams in pain and Luna Pier begins to count, reaching 4 before Valora releases the hold and slides back into the ring.]

Bill Hughes – then he tried to play Valora’s game and missed badly… which serves him right.

[Valora gets into a ready position as Nathan gets to his feet, favoring his leg.  Valora drops into a 3 point stance and sprints up and out of it before diving and hitting Father Nathan right in the knee with her shoulder, taking him back to the mat with a chop block.  She then quickly jumps up and locks in an STF and locks it in but Nathan quickly grabs the ropes and Luna Pier calls for the break and Valora again waits until 4 and breaks the hold, getting up and kicking Father Nathan in the ribs as he tries to get up, before backing up.  Nathan charges forward but Valora takes him to the mat with a drop toe hold and jumps to her feet, hitting the ropes and nailing Father Nathan with a dropkick to the face as he tries to get up.  She then runs back to the ropes and tries for a standard moonsault but Nathan gets his knees up and plants them into Valora as she lands on him, causing her to roll off holding her sides.]

Jack Gene – And Valora is picking up speed and moving up to her usual pace, but Father Nathan was one step ahead of her on the moonsault attempt.

Bill Hughes – Well, Valora will rebound… she’s gonna beat the crap out of Nathan and his God too.

[Nathan gets up, still favoring his leg and pulls Valora to her feet, lifting her up and dropping her gut first onto his knee, pulling her up and pushing her back into the corner where he hits the fighting Irish combo, his fists slamming into her gut and midsection, as he finishes up with that, he backs up and slams into Valora with shoulder thrusts, continuing to focus on Valora's midsection.  After the 4th shoulder thrust, Pier steps in and tells Nathan to back up and let Valora out of the corner.  He does so and Valora drops to a seated position, holding her side.]

Jack Gene – Smart move by Father Nathan here.  If Valora can’t breathe, she can’t keep up her high paced style of offense and that makes it nearly impossible for her to beat him.

Bill Hughes – You’re an idiot.. Valora doesn’t need oxygen… she needs a certain chemical her body is already producing..  She’ll make a comeback… I’ll bet you she wins.

[Father Nathan pulls Valora to her feet and lifts her up into position for the Go To Sleep and the crowd starts chanting the lullaby song but as he lifts her up Valora slips off his back and grabs him in the Tazzmission, taking him to the mat.  Luna Pier checks for the submission, but then looks closely and orders Valora to break the hold.  Valora ignores her and she counts to 4 before Valora finally relents and gets up, arguing with Pier about the hold.]

Valora – What the [Bleep] are you doing?!

Luna Pier – That’s a choke hold Valora!  Break it up and leave it alone!  Do it again and I’ll DQ you!

Jack Gene – Well looks like Valora made a unusual mistake there, forgetting one of her preferred submission holds is technically a choke hold, which is illegal to use outside of hardcore and no DQ matches.

Bill Hughes – She didn’t forget!  She’s not an idiot.  If the ref misses it or lets it go, it isn’t cheating and she got to choke Father Nathan for 4 seconds… and with a hold like thetazzmission, 4 seconds takes a lot of air out of the lungs.

[Father Nathan gets to his feet and grabs Valora, turning her to face him before whipping her into the ropes, as she comes off, he bends down too early telegraphing his move and Valora hops into the air, rolling over his back and landing on her feet and running without missing a step and hits the ropes on the other side, Father Nathan ready for her as he throws her up into the air, going for a high impact move, but Valora counters and plants both of her feet into Father Nathan's face, sending him to the mat.  Valora hops to her feet and hops up to the turnbuckle, waiting for Father Nathan to recover.  As he gets to his feet, she leaps off, only to be caught by Father Nathan who picks her up into a fireman's carry and spins around a couple of times before running towards the center of the ring and hitting Valora with a forward roll, driving his shoulders and full body weight into her midsection.  Father Nathan pulls Valora to her feet and grabs her from behind, pausing a second before lifting her up for a German suplex, but Valora spreads her legs out and blocks the attempt by increasing her vertical base.  Father Nathan tries again and Valora blocks it again and spins, reversing the hold.  Instead of trying for the German Suplex, Valora grabs Nathan's arms and tries to turn him around, going for an unprettier type maneuver but Father Nathan tries to block with his size and does so, quickly turning the tables and turning Valora around and hooking her in a position for a DDT or vertical suplex.  He chooses Vertical suplex but Valora counters, sticking a leg inside his and Nathan tries again, with the same result, and as she comes back down, Valora rolls up Nathan in a school boy and Pier drops to the mat 1....2....Father Nathan kicks out and both competitors rolls to their feet, looking at each other as the crowd cheers and applauds the exchange.]

Jack Gene – Wow, a surprising show of technical ability there for these two wrestlers.  Valora went back to her amateur wrestling background and nearly picked up the win there.

Bill Hughes – Boring!  I wanna see Valora bust Father Nathan in the face with a chair!

[Father Nathan and Valora circle each other for a few seconds, plotting their next moves.  Father Nathan calls for a lock up and Valora nods, moving closer, but before they lock up, Valora kicks Father Nathan in the gut and takes him down with a double arm DDT.  She covers and Luna Pier counts 1.....2....Nathan kicks out.  Valora pops up to her knees and sighs in frustration, before getting up and adjusting Nathan's body and bending over, giving him the finger and yelling out 'You can't beat me!' the Crowd calling it out with her as she runs to the ropes and bounces off, walking back to Nathan as she makes the motion of brushing dirt off her shoulder and drops her fist onto Nathan's forehead.  Valora hops up to her feet and measures Nathan, waiting for him to get to his feet.]

Jack Gene – Valora’s got something in mind… she’s measuring him up…

[Father Nathan gets to one knee trying to get to his feet and Valora runs forward, jumping into the air, and hits Nathan with a hurrancanrana, driving him face first into the mat.  She jumps up to her feet and runs to the corner, jumping up to the top turnbuckle and leaping off, hitting the Aztec Moonsault and goes right into the cover.  Luna Pier drops and makes the count 1.....2......3!  The bell rings and Valora jumps to her feet, holding her right hand up into the air, the very confident, almost bored expression on her face replaced as she starts waling to the back.]

Wayne Inkster – Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner, by pinfall VALORA!!!!

Jack Gene – And Valora continues her winning streak, defeating Father Nathan and moving on to fight him next week for a chance to be the number one contender for the Ace Superior Championship!  Things are really heating up here.

Bill Hughes – Ha! I told you she’d win!  And she’ll come back and kick his ass again next week too…

Jack Gene – Only time will tell, Bill. But you know for sure that Father Nathan will go into the next match better prepared. That’s all the time we have folks. THanks for tuning in to Graveyard Shift 98. My name is Jack Reynolds. He is Bill Hughes. And you are the great fans of Wrestling Midwest. We’ll see you next week.

[The shot fades to black.]

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