Kingdom of Pride Presents: The Knighting

[Kirk Noble]

[Kirk Noble]

The lights dim to darkness during the intro to 'Press Gang', white lights begin to flicker as the drums kick in. Paul Sant takes a few big steps out from the back. He then stends up straight and takes a look around the now satisfied looking crowd while nodding his head in approval and his hands on his hips. He then walks down to the ring with a smirk on his face with an arm raised in the air. He slides into the ring and runs to the opposite corner and stands on the middle rope. The audience loves it as he begins to talk trash about his opponent while looking at various sections of the arena.

Ike Rose: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit! Introducing first, from Murder City, USA, weighing in at 218 pounds, Paul Sant!

Eric Witz: And in our opening contest here at Kingdom of Pride's “The Knighting” we have that man right there Paul Sant taking on his biggest challenge here at Pride. Do you think he'll be able to do it Keith? Do you think he can topple Silence?

Keith Oswalt: Well... let's just wait 'til Silence comes out and then I'll give you my verdict.

The arena goes dark as the sound system begins to play the opening to Counting Bodies. Smoke fills the entrance ramp as lights flash through it creating shadows.

As the song picks up Silence emerges from the smoke with The Voice walking behind him. Silence walks slowly to the ring with his head down. He pulls himself up on the apron and steps over the rope while The Voice walks around the ring, waiting in Silence's corner. Silence turns and gives the mother of all glares to Paul Sant as the crowd continue to boo.

Ike Rose: And his opponent, accompanied to the ring by The Voice, weighing in at 325 pounds, Silence!

Keith Oswalt: Do I think Paul Sant can beat a 7'1, 325lb homicidal maniac? That's like asking Michael Vick if he likes dogs. Sant is going to get full on murderized here.

Standing at opposite corners of the ring Paul Sant the contrast between the two men is astounding. Paul Sant simply holds onto the ropes looking focused and ready to go while The Voice stands on the apron whispering instructions into Silence's ears as he nods understandingly. Finally, the referee signals for the bell as the crowd get rowdy in anticipation for the first contest here at The Knighting.

Eric Witz: And here we go! Paul Sant versus Silence in what is sure to be a great competitive match-up!

Keith Oswalt: PAHAHA. Competitive? Really? Get over yourself. Silence is gonna' roll through this one like your wife rolls through the buffet table. This one's a cinch.

Or is it? As the bell rings and the two square off Silence's almost look of amusement at the physically inferior Paul Sant is almost as surprising as the crowd's reaction when Sant hoofs the big man in the face with a forearm shot. Pushing him back to the ring ropes Silence goes hurtling across the ring as Sant comes back with a massive Running Calf Kick to take the giant off the vertical and bringing him crashing to the ground much to the shock of The Voice and of course to Silence himself. Climbing out onto the ring apron Sant gets a big pop when he flings himself over the top rope with a massive Face Full of Forearm to the rising Silence again bringing the mute behemoth crashing to the mat. Sant smiles now, his control over the match assured.

Eric Witz: Before you go home tonight Keith I want you to go to Wal-Mart and I want you to go buy some Alphabetti Sphagetti so you can eat your words.

Keith Oswalt: Yeah because I'm so trashy I need to buy my food at Wal-Mart.

Of course with Silence now on the ground Sant takes the initiative and locks in a Seated Full Nelson as Silence tries to rise. Locking in the hold to full effect he wrenches in the pressure but this move is ill-advised as when Silence manages to force his way up to his feet Sant can just about barely hold on. Try as he might, he hangs on for dear life only for Silence to run backwards into a corner. Stumbling out of the corner, Sant is groggy as Silence sprints across the ring. Though slow, Silence eventually rebounds with a massive running big boot which contains enough force to send Sant over the top rope and out on his ass. Silence reaches a long arm over and grabs Paul Sant by the head as he makes his way to his feet. Dragging Sant by his hair up to the apron Sant quickly counters with a throat-thrust and another fore-arm causing Silence to stumble back.

Keith Oswalt: My boy Silence here is gonna' take control once again! Did you see how hard Sant hit the concrete outside the ring? Shit, I think I need new ears after that thump.

Eric Witz: Maybe you need new ears so you can listen to yourself speak. Maybe you need new eyes too so you can see that Paul Sant is fighting back with all he's got!

Sant quickly bounds to the top rope and launches himself off with a diving attack but the much bigger Silence catches him with a hand to the throat. The crowd gasp in awe as Silence steps back and goes for a High Angle Chokeslam. Silence brings him up but doesn't bring him down, Sant kicks his legs up and wraps them around Silence using all his weight to bring Silence down to the mat. Though it's a slow struggle, soon the submission specialist Sant has Silence on the mat with a brutal jujigatame armbar beautifully executed. The move is painful and with the fans behind him Sant locks the arm dead in the ring. Silence shows no sign of pain despite the immense pressure on the arm and simply drags his way to the ropes. So with the ref's instruction Sant breaks the hold.


Keith Oswalt: Textbook officiating there. That referee is telling that scoundrel Paul Sant to let go of that awesome giant Silence.

Eric Witz: You talk about commentator bias, you are ridiculous Keith.

Sant on his feet now, he's quickly distracted by The Voice who stands on the apron trying to climb into the ring. He marches over to the final ever PWF world champion and begins to shout. The referee intervenes between the two men to avoid a disqualification result. Eventually The Voice exits the ring but only after Silence has made his way to his feet. Silence with a sneak attack levels Paul Sant by twisting him around and cracking him with a Double Axe Handle shot right to the head. Sant hits the ground hard but before he's even had the chance to nurse his own wound Silence has his hand wrapped around the throat of Paul Sant. Wrenching him off the floor Silence attempts another High Angle Chokeslam and this time delivers planting the valiant effort of Sant in the ground for good. Planting a boot on Sant's chest, Silence stands mighty as the referee goes to record the pin.

Keith Oswalt: What did I tell you Eric?

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KICKOUT!

Eric Witz: Maybe you can have some humble pie for dessert with that alphabetti sphagetti?

Keith Oswalt: SLOW COUNT! Sloooooow count!

The Voice is stunned more than anything. Silence simply shakes his head and peels Paul off the mat this time with a wicked look in his eye. Suddenly out of nowhere Sant jumps into action and slams his right foot into the giant's chin with a massive Superkick. Not enough to drop the giant, Silence stumbles back and bounces off the ropes while Sant who's powered on by the voice of the crowd runs from Silence and back towards him aiming to topple the big man yet again but his attempt fails as Silence counters with a wicked spine buster! Planted straight onto the mat Sant can barely move as Silence assumes full control of the match. Silence takes Paul Sant and hoists him up in the Electric Chair Drop position as the crowd hit their feet. As Silence goes for the Silent Shot, Sant suddenly whips his body backwards and hit’s a reverse hurricanrana on Silence!

Planting Silence on his neck, Paul Sant pulls his body back up to his feet as Silence gets up to his as well. Wasting no time, Paul Sant takes advantage of the big man being down and quickly stomps on Silence before putting him into a cravate. After doing this, Sant sprints at the corner, climbs up the turnbuckle and goes for a backflip, but instead of being able to, Silence holds him and tosses him across the ring! Sant, however, lands on his feet and as Silence now charges forward, Paul Sant levels him with an incredible superkick! Paul Sant instantly collapses on top of the giant,

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Ike Rose: Here is your winner, via pinfall, at 12 minutes and 12 seconds, Paul Sant!

Being helped up by the referee, Paul Sant has his arm raised for the victory as The Voice rushes into the ring and aids Silence, looking over the fallen giant. Turning around, Paul Sant notices The Voice appear to be concerned for Silence, but as Silence reawakens, The Voice begins to scream at Silence for losing the match, making Sant shake his head in disgust. Getting out of the ring, Paul Sant walks up the ramp, eyes glued on Silence and The Voice as The Voice glares down Sant, obviously upset that Sant had won the match.

[Kirk Noble]

The lights dim and a purple glow fills the arena as "Ghosts N' Stuff [Nero Dub Remix]" - Deadmau5 ft. Rob Swire begins to play.

"It's been so long, I've been out of my body with you."

As the beat kicks in heavily after the first line Aurelia emerges from the back. She stands at the top of the ramp for a moment, scanning the crowd. She shows no emotion as she makes her way down the ramp.

"I feel alone, feel at home, feel like nothing is true."

She slides into the ring and gets to her feet immediately. Taking a seat on the far left turnbuckle, watching the entrance intently.

Ike Rose: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit. Making her way to the ring, from Copenhagen, Denmark, weighing in at 135 pounds, Aurelia Zombie!

Keith Oswalt: Well, I guess we need to get this one out of the way. This is, no doubt, the “weirdest” match-up of the night, one brought on by infatuation with John Parker.

Eric Witz: Infatuation? He wants to sleep with her. What are you, Nicholas Sparks?

"El Mudo - Chacarron Macarron" plays and the fans cheer. John Parker comes to the ring with a smile on his face, dancing atrociously to his music.

Ike Rose: And her opponent, weighing in at 130 pounds, and hailing from Nottingham, England…John Parker!

Keith Oswalt: Huh…she actually weighs more than him! John Parker is the small man here!

Eric Witz: And oh so small he is!

As John Parker enters the ring, Aurelia Zombie wastes no time rushing over and stomping on him, refusing to let him get up. After repeated stomps, Zombie finally bends down and lifts Parker up off of the mat and leans him against the ropes. Delivering a brutal chop to Parker’s chest, Zombie finally whips him off to the ropes. Letting him the ropes and rebound, Aurelia takes Parker’s head off as he hit’s the center of the ring, knocking him down with a brutal superkick. Not bothering to cover her pestering stalker, Zombie instead reaches down and pulls him back up by the hair.

Ruthlessly kneeing him in the stomach, Zombie wastes little time butterflying Parker’s arms as she quickly lifts him up and tosses him overhead with a butterfly suplex. Now hustling over to where she just tossed him, Zombie goes for a cover,

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Kick out! Attempting to impress his crush with a quick kick out, Parker pushes her off of him before getting back up to his feet. As Aurelia gets up to her feet, she rushes at Parker, who hits her with an arm drag! Surprising Aurelia by actually hitting her with a move, Zombie gets up slowly, not wanting to rush into another arm drag. She smiles as she looks across the ring at Parker, but shortly after, the smile fades as she charges towards him now and goes for a lariat, however Parker dodges the lariat and lets Zombie bounce off the ropes and as she does this, Parker jumps up and hits her with a dropkick. Moving over on top of her, Parker covers,

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Kick out!

Keith Oswalt: You know, I bet that was the best second of John’s life. Probably the first time he’s ever been on top of a girl.

Eric Witz: That was probably the first time he’s ever touched a girl. Dude’s a loser.

Keith Oswalt: This is true.

Getting back up to his feet, Parker wastes little time as he runs back and hit’s the ropes as Aurelia sits up. Just as she sits up however, Parker rushes forward and nails her in the face with a huge shining wizard! Knocking her back to the mat, Parker smiles, believing that by wrestling and potentially defeating her, he would impress her. Now looking down at her, Parker goes to the turnbuckle, but before he can even begin to climb up the ropes, Aurelia Zombie gets up to her feet and pounds her forearm in his back. Now lifting him up with a back drop, she places Parker on the top rope facing out. Now walking out, she hooks Parker’s arms in a crucifix hold and begins to lift him up, however as she does this, Parker flips off of her back and lands on his feet in front of her. Turning around, Aurelia appears to have had a back up plan as she sprints towards Parker and beheads him with a lariat!

Taking him to the mat with the vicious move, Zombie looks down at Parker before dropping down for a cover,

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Kick out! Slapping the mat after the kick out, Zombie shakes her head as she lifts Parker back up off of the mat and hits him with a European uppercut, making him stumble back. After having hit this, however, Zombie now kicks Parker in the stomach and wraps her arms around his stomach before planting his head in between her legs. Pulling him back now, Zombie pushes his head further in between her legs before jumping up and hitting John Parker with a spike piledriver! Going for a cover on him after this, Zombie hooks the leg,

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Kick out!

Eric Witz: Oh come on! When did Parker become resilient?

Keith Oswalt: Well, to be fair, it was a woman that attacked him.

Eric Witz: Oh save it, you hate Parker more than that woman wrestling, remember?

Keith Oswalt: Oh yeah, come on Aurelia, kick that guys ass! Maybe he’ll leave Pride!

Furious that Parker was able to kick out of the piledriver, Zombie gets back up to her feet, again dragging Parker up by his hair. Swiftly delivering a chop to his chest, Zombie now whips him off to the ropes and as Parker rebounds, she lifts him up off of the mat before twisting him around and cracking him down over her knee with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Following the backbreaker, Zombie lifts him back up to his feet and now grabs his wrist before pulling Parker up into a torture rack. Cranking down on Parker’s back, she finally tosses him forward before clutching her knees up to her chest and hitting a double knee backbreaker on John Parker!

Holding his back after taking the huge move, Parker spasms on the canvas as Zombie now climbs up to the top rope. Looking down over Parker, she sees him beginning to get back up to his feet. Measuring out the distance and his speed, Zombie suddenly leaps off of the turnbuckle, doing a shooting star press, however John Parker stands up while she does this. Not phased, and seemingly having that planned, Zombie continues to rotate her body forward as she lands towards Parker, hooking her arm around Parker’s head before pulling him down with a spiked shooting star press DDT on Parker!

Having driven his head into the mat with the huge move, Parker lays lifelessly on the canvas as Aurelia Zombie grins. Now ascending to the top rope again, she now leaps off of the top rope, jumping high as she flips before coming crashing down on top of John Parker with a Sea of Fire (630° Corkscrew senton)! Covering Parker after hitting this, Zombie hooks his leg,

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Ike Rose: Here is your winner, at 10 minutes and 12 seconds, Aurelia Zombie!

Keith Oswalt: So much for John proving that she should date him, he just got beat!

Eric Witz: Not that we should be surprised. If that girl keeps at it, she could very well be a Valiant champion!

Keith Oswalt: Woah! Let’s not get ahead of ourselves now, she’s still a woman after all.

Having her arm raised in victory, she looks down at the now sobbing John Parker. She shakes her head at him before ruthlessly punting Parker in the head! Following the punt kick, Aurelia Zombie pushes his body out of the ring, leaving herself alone in the ring and signifying that she wants absolutely nothing more to do with John Parker. The scene finally fades as Zombie begins to head to the back.

[Kirk Noble]

The gentle intro riffing of 'The Great Escape' by We Are Scientists rolls through the arena at a gradual pace, letting the people inside know of the approach of a certain Galen Ronan – a variety of cheers and boos emanating from different areas of the crowd based on the grand number of people find his general style of wrestling to be. With a gentle determination, the lights flicker, and right on cue, Galen steps out from the curtain, cracking his fists as that coolly smirking man steps without any show or hassle down to the squared circle. He makes a move to jump on the apron, then grips the top rope then swings his legs over that, landing on the mat with a slight 'thunk' as he moves to his corner, cracking his neck from side to side as he sizes up Adam Abel with his usual casually ringing determination.

Ike Rose: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with a twenty minute time limit! Introducing first, from Orange County, California, weighing in at 197 pounds, Galen Ronan!

Eric Witz: Now this is a match I have been WAITING for. Galen Ronan VS Adam Abel. This match is as personal as it gets. Galen has virtually been stalking Adam's baby sister Emma and Double A himself sure as Hell doesn't take too kindly to Galen's advances.

Keith Oswalt: Are you joking? Emma was begging for his junk. That jackass Adam cock-blocked Galen probably because she wanted her for himself. I heard the Abel's are all into incest and besides, wouldn't you if your sister looked like that?

Eric Witz: I... really don't know what to say to that. That's the most disgusting thing I've ever heard.

The arena's sound system begins to play the opening of “Shipping up to Boston” and the fans begin to boo loudly as smoke fills the stage and red and blue strobes flash behind it.

The song kicks into gear and Adam Abel walks out from behind the curtain with a smug grin on his face, greeted by loud jeers from the crowd. Abel is smiling ear to ear as he looks all around the arena. Adam begins to walk to the ring with a confident and cocky look on his face. Abel takes a moment to scream something at a rowdy fan before sliding under the bottom rope into the ring.

Abel climbs the turnbuckle and stares into the crowd as the jeers come down upon him.

Ike Rose: And his opponent, from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 185 pounds, “Astonishing” Adam Abel!

Keith Oswalt: Figures he wouldn't bring Emma out here. I guess I'm gonna' have to be subjected to this crap without eye candy to check out.

Eric Witz: Even after the haunting threats Galen made last week towards Emma Abel I'd still go as far to say he has more chance than you do.

Finally the two men come face to face in the center of the ring mouthing off to each other but about what nobody knows. After some moments of yelling Abel leads right in and belts Galen square in the face with a big right hand to the face followed by some rapid fire muay thai strikes to the legs and torso. Galen swings a right hand for Abel hoping to stop his flurry of offence but Abel ducks and parries around to the side. Galen turns only to be caught with a massive shin kick to the stomach. With Galen doubled over, Adam slips behind his bigger opponent and wraps an arm around his waist hooking a powerful German Suplex slamming Galen's neck onto the mat with a brute force not usually seen by the fan favorite Abel. Abel then leaps up and hooks a Hurricanrana sending Galen rolling into the corner, the fans cheering as a result.

Abel then takes a run-up and aims for a sliding dropkick right to the cornered Galen but Ronan quickly leaps out of the way causing Abel to slide crotch first into the ring post. Wasting little time Ronan rips Abel's hand away from nursing his own crotch and drags him out from the turnbuckle quickly twisting him over, dragging him in a kneeling position towards the centre of the ring. Before anyone's even realized it Galen connects with a devastating Last Train Home hoping to break and shatter Abel's jaw. Galen rolls Abel over and hooks both the legs.

Eric Witz: Abel now in a dangerous predicament!

Keith Oswalt: Y'damn right, skippy! Pin him Galen!

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Kickout!

Eric Witz: Abel with the shoulder up much to the delight of these people!

Keith Oswalt: Not to my delight damn it.

Getting up Galen drags Abel off his ass and brings him to his feet and levels his nemesis with a wicked knife edge chop followed by a further chop and a third one still. He takes a run-up to Abel and whips him towards the ropes. Abel wraps his arms around the top rope and stops himself from being catapulted back into Galen's clutches. Galen instinctively sprints after the man between him and Emma Abel only to be catapulted over the top rope with a big back body drop sending Galen flying out to ring-side, dumped onto the mat like yesterdays news. Adam points to the sky causing the fans to go ballistic, he then runs at the opposite ropes and thunders across the ring as Galen slowly uses the support barriers to pull himself up off the floor. Adam runs up the turnbuckle and then leaps off onto Galen aiming for a massive diving attack but Galen again is too quick and dives out the way causing Adam to crash and burn onto the guard barrier.

Keith Oswalt: Oh my God! Suicidal diving attack by Adam Abel and-OOOHHH he fucked it right up! Maffew, if you're watching this? Put that one in Botchamania. That's a classic.

Eric Witz: He didn't screw it up. Galen was just quicker on the up-take and now you can just see Adam suspended off the floor wrapped around that ring barrier.

Eventually Adam falls off the barrier and into the crowd only to get touched up by KoP fan base. Two big guys help Abel to his feet but he can barely stand as a result of that brutal impact to the face. Galen seeing the risk of Abel disappearing into the audience takes advantage and grabs Abel by his head, however this threat of attack sparks the life into him and he returns fire with a snap forearm to the face. He grabs Galen by his head and slams it into the barrier wickedly sending Galen reeling back into the ring apron as “Abel” chants break out. Abel leaps up onto the crowd barrier and then leaps again with a big time drop kick this time connecting. Galen is sent flying into the ring apron, his ribs smacked directly on the edge of the ring. The referee has now counted to six.

Eric Witz: One of these two needs to get into the ring and reset the count otherwise this one'll end in a double count out and I think we'd hate to see that!

Keith Oswalt: If Galen wants any of that poontang later he needs to be able to put Abel away quickly so he has enough energy to thrust with!

As the referee counted seven, Adam had seized control and was now slamming Galen's head violently into the ring steps giving Galen a ringing in his ears as a result of this brutal beat down. A cut appears on Galen's head on the fifth slam of the steps as the referee counts eight. Not wanting to let this match go to a draw Adam spins Galen around and uses momentum to throw him underneath the bottom rope. Meanwhile, Adam rolls into the ring underneath the bottom rope then uses the middle rope to pull himself up. Clocking Galen, he figures it an opportune moment and nails Galen with a Double Helix. Hooking both legs the referee slides to the mat to make the count.

Eric Witz: Yeesh! Impressive display of acrobatic ability there as again, Adam takes another big risk going to that top rope!

Keith Oswalt: Boooooring.

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THR-KICKOUT!

Adam can't believe it. Hell, even Galen can't believe it. Galen might be a bizarre, obsessive stalker but even he can't believe his own toughness now. Adam grabs Galen and picks him up off the mat but Galen explodes into action lunging forward with a big right hand to the face. Adam is stunned by this and Galen takes advantage, kicking Adam Abel straight in the stomach and hooking up for The Divination! Holding Abel up in the suplex position the crowd boo knowing the end is nigh. Galen connects with his finishing move and the crowd boo and jeer knowing it's all over. With a sickly grin on his face, Adam rolls Galen onto his back and hooks both legs.

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Eric Witz: It's over! WAIT, NO. Adam Abel kicks out! Somehow, someway Adam Abel just kicked out of Galen's finishing maneuver!

Keith Oswalt: Alright, wake up now Keith. This is a nightmare, you know it's a nightmare. It's not real. It's all just Freud's code to my sexual fantasies. That didn't just happen!

Eric Witz: Except for the part about Freud, I'm pretty sure those EXACT words are going through Galen Ronan's head right now! Arguing with the referee, Galen is LIVID!

As Eric said, Galen is now right up in the face of the referee barking and yelling at him but this doesn't suit him well. With a fore-arm to the back of the head, Adam Abel effectively stuns The Divined Chaos and with a Hurricanrana that throws Galen into a kneeling position on the middle rope it's believed that Adam Abel will soon be shipping up to Boston by ending this match with a win. The crowd go wild with rejoicing as Adam connects with the feint tiger kick causing the exhausted Galen to crash onto the mat in the centre of the ring with even more blood on his face. To complete the Welcome to Boston with a now downed opponent, Adam scales the apron and climbs the turnbuckle completing his finishing move sequence with his other finishing move, The Shooting Star Press! Crashing down like thunder right on top of Galen, the referee slides to make the count.

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Eric Witz: IT'S OVER! Adam Abel beat Galen Ronan and ended his undefeated streak!

Keith Oswalt: Horse shit! That's HORSE shit! I demand a recount!

Ike Rose: Here is your winner at 14 minutes and 32 seconds, Adam Abel!

Climbing up off the bloody, unconscious body of Galen Ronan, Adam Abel points to the sky in celebration of his victory. The fan base respond by cheering him on. Adam quickly makes his way out of the arena and up the entrance ramp as the screen fades to black.

[Kirk Noble]

"No More Suffering" by Bounty Killer begins to play and Daevin parts the curtains and flips through them to land in front of everyone. He is full of energy flips his hair around and begins slapping hands with the fans before running quickly down to the ring and sliding in under the bottom ropes and kipping up. Daevin then goes to each turnbuckle and places a fist to his heart and then throws a #1 out to the crowd.

Ike Rose: The following match-up is scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, weighing in 215 pounds, and hailing from Discovery Bay, Jamaica…Daevin Dushane!

Keith Oswalt: This is one that’s been building for a while now Eric. Since Daevin Dushane came to Pride, he’s adopted a sort of student relationship to Esix Cordero. Over the past month, he’s defended his “master” from attacks by his opponent, Dru Dallins.

Eric Witz: The student…has become the master? Well, he might become the bitch, in this scenario…

”New Wu” by The Raekwon, Method Man and Ghostface Killah begins to play as many of the fans in the attendance begin to make the sounds of the background chorus, chanting with the song, “Neewww Wwwuuuu!” Some fans begin to also boo as the song comes on and there, through the crowds begins to climb out Dru Tha Merc, sitting in a seat and looking at his watch, realizing that he’s on the clock.

Tell a friend, it's that symbol again, that W,
Coming through, bust a shot on your block, give me a suu.
Get it right, all my chicks hold ya tits, let's get it in,
All my niggas take a toke off this weed, let it begin.
Here we go, yo, ya'll already know what it do,
Brand new, nigga, back from the slums, it be the Wu.
Now throw ya W's up, back from the slums, it be the Wu.

Dru Tha Merc strolls through the crowd, cracking his knuckles and taking a grasp of his hat, pulling it off his head as he looks around, stealing a drink from some random person, drinking it empty and tossing the cup, filled with ice at some random person. He pulls himself over the guard rail and outside of the ring, looking around as he swats his hat against his thigh a few times.

Ike Rose: Making his way to the ring, from Tampa Bay, Florida, weighing in at 297 pounds, Dru Tha Merc!

You know how to dress a lad, get rocked, hundred bags, black du-rags
Ski masks is on, g-rags.
Nigga try to take pictures, relax, still in the grass.
You'll learn respect, burst when I ask,
Rhyme master busy, Rizzy on the subject.
Love Deck, thug buried, drug vest, snub sets, killing the most,
Night time toast, gorillas in boats, three boats.
Realers is killa, gangsta feel notes,
Hibernation yo, switch up, liver nation, fly information.
Vivid vacation, deliberation moments,
Move like '91 Romans, cloning everything,
Gents only, the rent's on the stove, I'm in Rome.

Dru slides into the ring, the big brawler slapping his chest twice and pointing to the fans, motioning his fingers like a gun. He takes his hat and tosses it, Frisbee style to the fans before he cracks his neck twice, and gets ready for his match, the ref eyeing him suspiciously before patting him down. The ref pulls a black tire iron from the back of Dru's belt, and wags a finger at him. Dru shrugs, his face conveying that he could care less and waits for the bell to ring.

Tell a friend, it's that symbol again, that W,
Coming through, bust a shot on your block, give me a suu.
Get it right, all my chicks hold ya tits, let's get it in,
All my niggas take a toke off this weed, let it begin.
Here we go, yo, ya'll already know what it do,
Brand new, nigga, back from the slums, it be the Wu.
Now throw ya W's up, back from the slums, it be the Wu.

Ike Rose: And introducing his opponent, weighing in at 297 pounds, and hailing from Tampa Bay, Florida…Dru Tha Merc!

Keith Oswalt: Dru Dallins is just…

Eric Witz: Black?

Keith Oswalt: I was going to say mean…but sure. He’s determined to end the career of Daevin Dushane tonight.

Chris Owens signals for the bell, as Dru smirks as Daevin, who seems anxious to get the match started. Dru begins to move in, a menacing look on his face, as Daevin shuffles back and forth, ready to avoid an attack. Dru lunges, but Daevin dodges, and as Dru leans on the ropes, Daevin begins to swift set of kicks to Dru’s legs…but Dru responds by slamming a huge fist into Daevin’s face, sending him stumbling backwards. Daevin rolls out of the ring, and begins to move about, as Dru follows him. Daevin runs around the ring, before finally rolling in…but Dru grabs his leg, and jerks him back out, yelling “Nigga ain’t runnin’ from no kick-boxer!” Daevin is up against the guard rail, and Dru brings up a big boot, but Daevin dodges it and Dru slams the guard rail! Daevin then gets back in the ring, and taps his skull, before yelling “idiota!” Dru gets enraged, and tries to get back in the ring, but Daevin uses the ropes to slingshot kick him back out! Daevin runs off the ropes, and dives over the top rope, taking out Dru!

Keith Oswalt: What air by the Jamaican Sensation! Dru’s a powerhouse, but all that power is no good if he can’t get his hands on Daevin!

Eric Witz: Maybe he should just call Niles…or Immigration Services! Ba-zing!

Keith Oswalt: The people of color are obviously not your friends…

Daevin stands up, getting a pop for his athleticism. He gets back in the ring, and a rather irritated Dru follows. Daevin tries to on on the offensive with kicks, but Dru isn’t fazed one bit. Daevin then runs off the ropes, but gets dropped with a huge Double A Spinebuster! Dru grins to himself, as Daevin grabs his back in pain. Daevin crawls into a corner, but as soon as he gets up, Dru charges in and nails him right in the jaw with a running boot! Daevin falls, clearly looking out of it, as Dru begins to kick him around violently, grinding his face into the canvas with his boot! However, Daevin responds with some downed kicks, weakening Dru’s legs a bit more, but as he stands up, Dru lifts grabs him and nails him with a belly-to-belly suplex! Dru then follows through with the Hydra-Plex, hitting two more suplex types on Daevin! Dru holds for the pin…

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Kickout by Daevin Dushane!

Dru stands up, getting an enormous boo from the crowd, but he doesn’t seem to care. Dru then gets down, and begins to fire huge shots into Daevin’s face, making him bleed a bit, but Dru doesn’t care/ Finally, Chris Owens pulls him away, and checks on Daevin. Dru nudges Chris Owens aside, and lifts up Daevin…but Daevin fires back with some groggy punches. He hits a few, before running off the ropes…only to run right into a huge Lou Thez Press! Dru continues the vicious punches, opening a cut on Daevin’s forehead. Dru gets up, and drags Daevin to the corner, where he sets him up, and begins hitting punches, opening the cut, before finishing with a Pride Obliterating Bitch Slap! Daevin falls, spitting some blood from his mouth, and Dru grins at the blood on his hands.

Keith Oswalt: Dru Dallins is just…enjoying this! He’s waited so long to finally get his hands on Daevin Dushane, and now the rookie is struggling to get any offense in!

Eric Witz: Black on black crime is what it is!

Dru pulls up Daevin for a flapjack, and drops him face first on the ropes! As Daevin holds on to the ropes, Dru runs off the ropes, hitting a bicycle kick on Daevin to send him out of the ring Daevin slumps outside the ring, looking unconscious. Dru gets outside the ring, and begins to jus unload more shots into Daevin, making his face a bloody mess. He lifts up Daevin, before walking over and slamming his face into the steel post! A blood mark is left, and Dru throws Daevin back into the ring. Daevin is shoved into a corner, and Dru charges…but Daevin manages to jump out of the way, and Dru slams off the turnbuckle! Daevin then runs off the ropes…but gets grabbed for a Bay Area Chokeslam! Dru lifts him up, but Daevin squirms out in mid-air! He hits some kicks into Dru’s legs, but Dru then grabs Daevin, and throws him over the top rope! Daevin lands on the apron, and uses the ropes to twist his body, slamming Dru’s face with a kick! Daevin then springboards in, hitting Dru with a flying clothesline!

Daevin has the momentum now, and gets a huge ovation from the crowd! He goes to the top rope, and stands up, before jumping…and missing the Discovery Cove (SSP Leg Drop)! Dru moves aside, ans gets up, looking over at Daevin, who appears to be unconscious. Dru lifts up Daevin, and slams him with a powerbomb into the turnbuckle, followed another! Daevin’s head slumps down, but Dru isn’t finished. He holds on, and spins Daevin, slamming his head against the turnbuckle. Daevin falls in a blood, unconscious mess. Dru then lifts up Daevin, and slams him with the Code of the Streets (Crucifix Facebuster)! Dru makes the pin…

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Dru suddenly stops, and Chris Owens is confused!

Keith Oswalt: Hey! Dru got what he wanted! He beat Daevin to a pulp, now just end it!

Eric Witz: Oh, looks like the fun begins now…

Dru stands up, dragging Daevin up with him, his face a bloody mess. Dru then lifts him up, and applies a Bearhug, to which Daevin flinches in pain. Chris Owens tries to check on him, but Dru turns, holding onto the move, so he cannot! Dru continues to apply it, and Chris Owens gets frustrated, before signaling for the bell!

Ike Rose: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner by knockout, with a time of 11 minutes and 2 seconds…Dru Tha Merc!

Keith Oswalt: Jesus Chris, he isn’t letting go!

Eric Witz: That’s not good, brah!

Dru holds on, swinging Daevin around like a rag doll, but he is incapable of fighting back. Finally, Dru tosses him over the ropes, and Daevin slams outside. Dru rolls out of the ring, and grabs the steel steps! He watches on Daevin, who is trying desperately to pull himself up, holding his back in agony. He does, and turns…only to get blasted in the face with the steel steps! He instantly crumbles, and Dru throws the steps aside, while beginning to walk away…but stops. He looks back, and walks over to Daevin. He lifts up Daevin by the hair, and taunts him, yelling “Never…get in my way again.” Dru then lifts Daevin high up with a press slam, before throwing his bloody body into the crowd!

Keith Oswalt: Enough is enough! Jesus, get the EMTs down here!

Eric Witz: Ha, bet those fans want refunds now…in addition to a billion dollars from Pride!

The EMTs begins to rush down, as Dru exits the ring. He smiles, knowing the damage he’s done, as the scene fades out.

[Kirk Noble]

When we return to The Knighting we catch a glimpse of Johnny Noble and his partner Debra Mason walking away from the camera with the leather-clad biker Eddie Nash charging after them, specifically with Nash looking to be trying to catch his tag partner. Later on tonight these two men face the toughest team of Somba and Balraj, Der Krieg Maschinen, and as a result of conflicting personalities and simply not liking each other the efforts of Eddie and Johnny had been going less than smoothly. With a shout, Eddie finally managed to catch Noble.

Eddie Nash: Woah, WHOA. HEY! John Boy! Hold up a sec. I need to talk to you!

Johnny Noble: Ed, I have very little time right now so make it snappy.

Eddie Nash: Hey chill out dude, no need to be like that. Listen, I just wanted to offer you my gratitude. You saved my ass last week.

Johnny turns and folds his arms, listening to the words that The Leader of The Wolfpack wants to give him.

Eddie Nash: Now you're arrogant, you're a snake in the grass and damn it I don't particularly like you. You're a shady son of a bitch and not someone I particularly want to wrong but damn it, you saved me from the choppin' block last week with those big German bastards wanting to cave my skull in. You're good, very good.

Johnny Noble: Correction, I'm one of the best around here. And I don't take too kindly to your bad-mouthing, Nash. Now believe it or not, what you say to me is pretty hypocritical in hindsight. See, I do what I have to do to get it done out there, just like you. And if that makes me shady or a, heh, “snake in the grass”, then I---

Eddie Nash: Whoa, easy there hombre. I don't think we need to make this any harder on ourselves than it's gonna' be. If we can put our differences aside and work together we can take those two greasy German boys no sweat. I proved I can take Somba, do you think you can handle Balraj? You did me a big favour saving my kiester last week and I'd like to make it up to you by leaving The Knighting with a win, y'understand?

Johnny chuckles and flashes Debra Mason a glance. She gives no input, rather preferring to stand by and take all this in while Johnny takes care of himself.

Johnny Noble: First of all you can take your gratitude and pass it along to someone who wants it, Ed. I didn't save you for you, I saved you for me.

Johnny deathstares his tag team partner Eddie who shows no fear or sorrow at the rejection of a potential alliance. He simply stares straight back.

Johnny Noble: However, as capable on my own as I am, even I can't take on two militant German freaks alone. I need your sorry road-kill carcass to soak up the attacks while I take care of business. You’re a big boy, you can handle it. And while you may be the king of the road, I'm the dignitary of this team and forerunner of the new Pride. You're nothing more than… a court jester to rile the people, the entertainer that is turning this sport into “sports entertainment.”

Heel heat. Eddie's face now turns into a frown as he doesn't appreciate the cockiness shown by Kurt's brother.

Johnny Noble: So, you do your thing. You rev your engine, punch them in the face, drop a train on 'em or whatever it is you do and I'll do what I do best: Get the results. If you don't screw up, I can promise you we will leave here as winners.

Eddie Nash: I should do my thing? Well y'see the thing about that John boy is that my thing includes showing people who treat me like dirt a little lesson in respect. Dru Dallins didn't respect me, he does now. Stuart Cage didn't respect me, he does now. Josh Eagles didn't respect me, he might've beaten me but he sure as hell respects me now. So go. I'll see you in the ring, John. I hope you're as good tonight as you say you are because I don't want to scrape your lifeless body off the mat.

Johnny shakes his head at the idea Nash is suggesting at, as if it's not a likely possibility.

Johnny Noble: That simply will not happen, Ed. Tonight, I'll show you and I'll show that mouthy woman and her errand boys that being a Noble isn't just a name, it's a seal of approval that states to everyone you are in fact the real deal.

Eddie Nash: Well I might not come from a prestigious wrestling background but the results don't lie. I've raised Hell since day one and I won't stop 'til someone makes me stop. So, I'll see you out there.

Johnny Noble: I'll see you out there.

And with that both men simply grunted, the two stand-offish men left the scene to go prepare for their tag match as the screen faded to black.

End.

[Kirk Noble]

The sound of “Eon” by Celldweller hits the speakers as the crowd roar up into a frenzy. Eddie Nash, the hero of the masses steps out of the curtain to a thunderous ovation from his fans. Standing with his feet apart at the top of the stage he throws up a rock horn with one hand inciting the crowd to yell and cheer for the home town hero as his fanfare for making his way down the entrance ramp. “Eon” continues to blast through as he makes his way to the ring.
Ike Rose: And from Knoxville, Tennessee, weighing in at245 pounds, he is the “King of the Road” Eddie Nash!

He climbs into the ring and gets ready for his next match, the one which he'll treat the same as any other. Like the fight of his life. Waiting for the bell to ring he shadow boxes in the corner and gets ready to go. Before the music starts, the voice of Johnny Noble echoes throughout the arena:

The Kingdom of Pride has hundreds of stories to tell. This one makes the definitive impact...

The instrumental version of “Cells” plays throughout the arena. The fans waste no time giving an overall appropriate reaction to Johnny Noble just as he slowly walks through the curtain and down the ramp. He gives the occasional group of fans a calm glance, but he does not lose focus as he walks to the ring and climbs the stairs. Johnny flashes a few more fans a calm glance as he steps into the ring and stands near the ropes, putting his hands on his hips and looking around the ring with intensity, while giving Nash a cold look.

Ike Rose: And his partner, weighing in at 230 pounds, and hailing from Ontario, Canada…Johnny Noble!

Keith Oswalt: These two have had an interesting dynamic the past few weeks. They’ve constantly belittled one another, and yet, are forced to work together tonight against arguably the greatest tag team in Pride history.

Eric Witz: Psh, they’re just big. The real talent’s in the-…well, they’re somewhere around here!

”Now, I am become Death. The destroyer of Worlds.”

*The words of Oppenheimer finish and the slow, melodic beat of “Warriors of the World” fills the arena, the giants Somba and Balraj enter through the curtain. Their manager and trainer, Kaja Reinhardt is in tow, drilling the men with their game plan in her native German tongue. The crowd watches in awe as the two behemoths enter the ring. They waste no time taunting. They don’t acknowledge the crowd. They’re ready to brutalize the opposition.*

Ike Rose: And their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of 730 pounds…being accompanied by Kaja Reinhardt…Balraj and Somba, Der Krieg Maschinen!

Keith Oswalt: The Krieg are a highly focused team, ready to strike at any moment. Beating the two Is going to be a huge task for Noble and Nash, who can barely agree on who’s going to wrestle first!

Eric Witz: Please. I’d be running at this point so the other person would have to go first!

Chris Owens signals for the bell, and Nash and Noble disagree on who should go first. Nash eventually steps forward, and looks at Balraj, who towers over him. Nash smiles, cockily anticipating the match. Balraj suddenly moves in, and goes for a quick strike, but Nash ducks it and hits some quick kicks to the shins of Balraj, which seem to only have a minimal effect on the monster. Nash then runs off the ropes, and Balraj goes for a brain chop, but Nash does a low baseball slide, slamming both feet in Balraj’s legs! Balraj leans over, and Nash is quickly up, hitting him with a raised knee strike! Balraj gets up, and Nash tries to keep up the speedy momentum by running off the ropes, but Balraj catches him a massive clothesline! Nash goes down, and Balraj quickly tags in Somba, who is eager to get in the fight. Somba gets in, and quickly hits a running headbutt on Nash as he gets up. Nash stumbles into the corner, and Somba begins to hit some palm strikes on him, but Nash quickly knees Somba in the stomach, before getting on the ropes, and hitting a jumping bulldog on Somba to take him down!

Keith Oswalt: Nash is just an intelligent wrestler to boot. Not only did he maximize Balraj’s legs as targets, but he’s using the environment against Somba to level hos size.

Eric Witz: Hey now, Noble brothers know where it’s at with ring smarts. You just wait, and be amazed!

Nash quickly goes on the offensive, hopping on Somba and pummeling him with some fists. Somba covers up, and throws Nash off of him, but Nash quickly roll and tags in an unsuspecting Johnny Noble! Noble grimaces, but gets in the ring, having a brief staredown with Nash. Noble then runs forward, and hits a low dropkick to the head of Somba! Noble then runs off the ropes, and as Somba gets up, goes for a Shining Wizard…but Somba ducks his head, and Noble misses! Somba then lifts up Noble, high into the air, and drops him down with a Samoan Drop! Somba is about to make a pin, but Nash runs it and kicks Somba in the head! Somba doesn’t react, and stares angrily at Nash, who backs out as Balraj gets in the ring. Chris Owens tries to restrain him, but the momentary distraction gives Noble enough time to get, and dropkick Somba against the ropes! Somba holds onto the ropes, but Noble runs in, and dives over the ropes, grabbing Somba, and using his legs to shift his momentum so he pulls Somba outside the ring!

Nash quickly jumps down, as Noble runs forward to take a shot at Balraj. Nash begins to hit some hard hands against Somba, before hitting him with a raised knee to the face. He pushes Somba back into the ring, as Noble positions himself. Somba gets up, but gets nailed with a quick reverse DDT! Noble pins…

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Keith Oswalt: For being a somewhat makeshift team, Noble and Nash have managed to time their moves and offense accordingly. The Krieg are actually struggling right now!

Eric Witz: A knife to the throat could end that…but the knife could come from any of these sociopaths!

Noble walks over, and tags in Nash, who yells at Noble to finish off Somba. Noble just scowls, and gets on the apron, while Nash bitterly gets back in the ring. He runs in, and stomps down Somba, before attempting to lock in a Camel Clutch! However, Somba is much heavy, as Nash breaks the move, But, the mistake costs him, as Somba quickly gets up, and as Nash moves in, gets nailed with a shot to the throat! Somba takes advantage, and grabs Nash, lifting him up and slamming him down with a powerslam! Somba then walks over, and tags in Balraj! Balraj gets in the ring, and as soon as Nash gets up, he gets nailed with a chop! Noble runs in, and tries to attack Balraj’s legs, but the big man kicks Noble right in the face! Balraj then takes a kick from Nash, before slamming him with a brain chop! Nash goes down like a sack of bricks, and Balraj turns towards Noble, who is struggling to get up. Balraj grabs Noble, but Noble quickly thumbs him in the eyes! Balraj stumbles back, and Nash pulls down the ropes, so Balraj goes out of the ring! Somba then gets in the ring, and just as Nash does, and charges both men, but they duck, and respond with a superkick that floors Somba! The crowd is shocked as these two have taken out The Krieg!

They face one another, and grin…but the good time quickly turns hostile, as they try and decide who to go to next. Nash wants to finish off Somba, but Noble wants to take down Balraj. They begin to argue, getting closer to one another, before Nash backs up…and slaps the Holy Hell out of Noble!

Keith Oswalt: And just like that, the teamwork is dead! These two can’t come together on a decision!

Eric Witz: Just finish the freaking match you babies!

Noble touches his lip, before responding back with a punch against Nash! The two men begin to brawl, as Balraj gets back in the ring. Noble misses a clothesline, and gets floored by Balraj! Balraj then grabs Nash, and goes for a Punjabi Bomb (Tiger Bomb) as Noble watches on. He deicdes to do nothing, but exits the ring to check on Somba! However, Nash kicks his way out, hitting Balraj right in the eyes! Nash is dropped, and then hits some shots on Balraj. Nash backs up, and drops the Hammer 0Spear) on Balraj! Nash makes the pin…

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3-Kickout by Balraj!

Keith Oswalt: Good Lord, the Krieg are going to fight this one to the finish!

Eric Witz: Duh? Come on boys, let’s see one more piece of teamwork!

Nash isn’t quite sure what to do now, but resumes his corner stance, trying to Drop The Hammer Again. However, Somba, who is outside the ring, grabs Nash and yanks him out! Somba tries to slam Nash’s head against the steel steps, but Nash blocks in, and slams Somba’s head instead! Meanwhile, back in the ring, Balraj is getting up, but Noble quickly gets near him, and while standing, tries to lock in he Crippler Crossface! He is struggling to lock in the move, but Nash gets in the ring, and runs in, Dropping the Hammer on both men!

Eric Witz: Who in the HELL was that meant for?!?

Keith Oswalt: I don’t know, but he just took out his own teammate!

Nash smiles at Noble, and says “payback’s a bitch, ain’t it?” Nash then backs up on last time, and as Balraj gets up, gets dropped one more time with the Hammer! Nash makes the pin…

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Ike Rose: Here are your winners, with a time of 14 minutes and 33 seconds…Eddie Nash and Johnny Noble!

Keith Oswalt: Certainly not the most fine-tuned tag team match, but together, these two beat The Krieg! Incredible, in every way.

Eric Witz: Oh, Noble so mad right now.

Noble stands up, grabbing his ribs, and angrily telling at Nash, who doesn’t seem to notice him.

[Kirk Noble]

The scene switches backstage, where Kurt Noble can be seen.

Kurt Noble: First, I apologize for taking up your time on such a big show as this, however I have just received word from a very special guest. Next week, Kingdom of Pride will be welcoming it’s third guest commentator!

Excited to make the announcement, Noble pauses for a second as the crowd can be heard murmuring, interested to hear who the next guest commentator can be.

Kurt Noble: This man will be joining our normal commentary team of Eric Witz and Keith Oswalt, much as professional wrestling legends Jack Benevolence and Matt Mathews have done in the past. This man will be joining their company, and to many fans across the world, can already be considered a part of their company from his wrestling accomplishments alone.

The fans whispering is reaching a fever point, excited to hear what man the next guest host could possibly be.

Kurt Noble: This man is a former champion, wrestled several matches, and reached the status of cult phenomenon within only six months of wrestling. While he is currently retired, this man reached his level of fame back in Pro Wrestling FIRE, achieving success in the FIRE Starters division, he is the final FIRE Starters Champion, James McBang!

Hearing the announcement of James McBang, half of the audience explodes into cheers, excited to see James McBang once again, while the other half lets out a collective groan, having had hoped to have seen the last of him back in July after he won the FIRE Starters championship. Finally, the scene fades back to the commentators, who respond about having heard who will be their guest next week.

Keith Oswalt: James McBang? Really? That’s the best Kurt and Jeremy can get? Kurt was hyping this guy to sound like the second coming of Jesus, I was hoping for somebody like Trent Sickness or Jerry McClean, or even Xplode, but James McBang? Talk about a let down.

Eric Witz: JAMES MCBANG! BEST. WRESTLER. EVER! McBang is way bigger than Jack Benevolence and Matt Mathews, this is the greatest thing I’ve ever heard!

As Eric Witz continues to freak out about James McBang joining him next week, the scene finally fades to the next upcoming match.

[Kirk Noble]

Ike Rose: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for the Last Man Standing Match! The winner of this match-up will be the man that keeps his opponent down a count of 10!

The crowd eagerly cheers, awaiting for what will no doubt be the most violent match-up of the night.

Keith Oswalt: This is just going to be an exciting one, Eric. After seeing Stuart Cage’s career ended by the hands on Obscene, young Tyrell Jackson has stepped forward to avenge his friend’s honor. Obscene’s career may be on the line tonight!

Eric Witz: We’ve been told Obscene doesn’t even have to win this match…just make it “interesting.” That’s a strangely ambiguous term. Could be a brawl, weapons, sex…

Keith Oswalt: If anyone’s having sex on this show, it’ll probably end up being you and…you.

"Never Understand" by The Jesus and Mary Chain starts to play and immediately the fans let Obscene know where he stands with a chorus of thunderous boos. Wearing a plain white t-shirt and black jeans, he walks down the ramp, shooting malicious looks at the front row…that is, before being jumped from behind by Tyrell Jackson! Tyrell begins to pound on Obscene, who struggles to cover up from the blows as Tyrell hammers him down!

Keith Oswalt: Tyrell Jackson is ready to get this one started! You know, attacking an opponent before the match is not something Obscene is foreign to. You can’t help but think it’s a taste of his own medicine.

Eric Witz: I bet it has an… Obscene taste to it!

The bell officially rings, and Tyrell grabs Obscene, before slamming his head against the guard rail! Obscene stumbles back, and Tyrell angrily throws him into the ring. Obscene stumbles into a corner, and Tyrell runs in, slamming Obscene with a knee, before pounding on him with elbows. However, Obscene soon brings his own knee up, before slamming Tyrell into the turnbuckle. Obscene goes on his own flurry of punches, before backing up…but Tyrell runs forward, nearly taking off Obscene’s head with a clothesline! Obscene then rolls out of the ring, but Tyrell isn’t finished with him, as he runs off the ropes, and dives through the middle two, taking out Obscene! Tyrell gets up, and gets into the ring, as Chris Owens begins a light count for Obscene…1…2…3…4…Obscene manages to get up, and tries to get in the ring, but as he reaches in, Tyrell grabs Obscene and drops him with a DDT that makes Obscene fal back outside the ring!

Obscene tries to crawl away, but Tyrell is so quick on the assault. He rolls out, and grabs Obscene, before slamming his head on the steel steps. Not wasting a second, Tyrell lifts up Obscene, and yells “You did this to my friend!” before slamming his head back down on the steps! Tyrell then grabs Obscene, and with all his might, runs and tosses Obscene into the sound equipment stand next to the announcer’s table! Obscene gets entangled in the wires, and Tyrell begins to kick him in the ribs mercilessly. He then tries to lift up Obscene…but Obscene has the ring bell in his hands, and slams it off the skull of Tyrell! Obscene smiles, and rips the wires from his body, momentarily cutting off the audio, He then grabs a nearby steel chair, and gets in the ring, hungrily anticipating Tyrell getting up…1…2…3…4…Obscene begins to slam the chair off the canvas…5…6…7…Tyrell is up, and cautiously looks into the ring. He gets in, and Obscene stands with the chair. Trying to get around it, Tyrell runs forward, but sidesteps a chair shot, before spinning for a kick…but Obscene ducks it, and slams the chair into the back of Tyrell’s head, knocking him down!

Keith Oswalt: Our audio is back on. Good God, what a chair shot. Someone needs to go check on him!

Eric Witz: After he’s down for ten counts, we will…but until then, too bad, so sad!

Obscene throws the chair down, and yells “THIS IS WHAT I FUCKING DO!” into the crowd! He leans against the turnbuckle as the referee counts…1…2…3…4…5…Tyrell begins to stir, and Obscene turns around, taking the cover off the turnbuckle…6…7…8…Tyrell stands up, and just as Obscene stands around, and gets dropped with a spinebuster! Tyrell then leans over, and grabs Obscene’s hair, before pounding his face with his fist! He hits multiple shots, and Obscene’s lip begins to bleed, as Tyrell drops him. Tyrell then looks at the chair, and sets it up, before putting Obscene’s head on the horizontal area of it, before backing up. He charges Obscene, and nails him with a shining wizard, making Obscene’s head bounce on the steel! Tyrell grabs his leg a bit, as Obscene writhes on the ground, with Chris Owen’s count going…1…2…3…4..5…6…7…8…

Obscene manages to pull himself up, using the ropes. Tyrell then runs off the ropes, and charges Obscene…who ducks, and uses the ropes to send Tyrell to the floor below! Tyrell slams off the pads, and Obscene gets out of the ring, grabbing Tyrell and ramming his head off of the steel guard rail! Obscene then begins to pound on him, before backing up, and charging…but Tyrell ducks, and sends Obscene over the rail, right onto some fans in the front row! He knocks several people over, pissing off one big looking man. Obscene then grabs a bag of popcorn, and as Tyrell climbs into the crowd, Obscene tosses it into his face! Tyrell bats it aside, and tackles Obscene down! The two begin to move into the back of the crowd, with Chris Owens following!

Eric Witz: Looks like the crowd is getting a little piece of this action. The popcorn was a nice touch…now I’m hungry.

Keith Oswalt: Trust me, you’re not missed at this table. Go get some popcorn.

Eric Witz: Fine!

Eric Witz stands up, and exits the table, as the camera switches back to Tyrell and Obscene. They are near the chairs in the back, ones that are unused. Tyrell grabs Obscene, and throws him against them, vigorously sending the dozen or so chairs down, as Obscene grabs his shoulder. Tyrell then grabs Obscene, and lifts him up…before running forward, going for a bulldog into them, but Obscene holds on, and Tyrell instead slams back first onto five chairs! Obscene then runs forward, and flips, landing with a leg drop on Tyrell’s neck into the chairs! Obscene grins, as Chris Owens begins his count…1…2…3…4…5…6…Tyrell begins to get up, and Obscene reaches over, grabbing a nearby trashcan. He lifts it up, as some trash dumps out, and charges slamming it off Tyrell’s skull as he gets up! Obscene then dumps the trash on him, and kicks Tyrell in the ribs. He grabs Tyrell, and begins to drag him back, but Tyrell nails Obscene with some shots to the stomach, before grabbing him, and suplexing him on the trash can!

Both men are down, and the count begins…1…2…3…4…5…6…7…both men begin to get up, and do so, ending the count. Tyrell then grabs Obscene, and throws him over the rail. Meanwhile, as he is, Eric Witz is walking down the ramp, popcorn in hand! Tyrell jumps over the guard rail, and begins to pound on Obscene, who grabs Tyrell and slams him into the rail! The two men throw punches, and Tyrell throws an especially aggressive one that Obscene blocks! Tyrell nearly runs into Witz, who almost drops his popcorn! He gasps, and holds on, and Tyrell turns around…before ducking a superkick that kicks the popcorn out of Witz’s hands!

Keith Oswalt: The popcorn has been assaulted!

Witz begins to pout, as Tyrell knocks down Obscene. Tyrell then throws Obscene into the ring, before reaching under the ring and pulling out…a baseball bat! Tyrell rolls in the ring, and waits for Obscene to get up…but Obscene lunges forward, low blowing Tyrell! Tyrell drops the bat, and Obscene quickly snatches it up, before low blowing Tyrell with it!!!

Keith Oswalt: HOLY SHIT! Tyrell Jackson is no longer a man!

Eric Witz: FUCK THEM BOTH, THEY KILLED MY POPCORN!

Tyrell’s eyes light up in pain, and he falls over, before twitching like a madman! Obscene smiles, licking some blood from his lips! Chris Owens goes on the count…1…2…3…4…5…Tyrell begins to barely get up, which resets the count, but Obscene slams him on the back with the bat! The count resumes, and Obscene begins to go to the top rope, bat in hand, as Tyrell is down…1…2…3…4…5…6…7...8… Shockingly, Tyrell begins to get up, groggily no doubt, and as he does, Obscene jumps off the top turnbuckle, bat in hand, swings downward and damn near caves Tyrell Jackson’s head in with the bat!

Dropping to the mat, Tyrell Jackson is absolutely motionless, as Obscene stands over Tyrell Jackson,

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Ike Rose: Here is your winner, via knockout, at 19 minutes and 47 seconds, Obscene!

Keith Oswalt: Oh my fucking god! He caved Tyrell’s skull in! Get more EMTs out here, now!

Eric Witz: That was… horrific.

Walking away from Jackson, Obscene has a sadistic grin on his face while EMTs rush down to the ring to check on Tyrell Jackson’s state following the skull trauma he received from Obscene. As EMTs check on Tyrell and call down a stretcher, the scene fades out.

[Kirk Noble]

The screen fades to black. As it slowly fades back in, the city of Seattle, Washington is shown. The clear water seemingly casts a blue glow over the entire city. In the background, “Before I Collapse” by Eminem begins to play. The words “KINGDOM OF PRIDE” appear above the famous Space Needle. The word “PRIDE” fades out. An unknown voice is heard.

Kingdom of Pride needs a new hero. Kingdom of Pride needs a true Valiant One.

In the place of “PRIDE,” the word “VALOR” appears. The city fades away, as does the music…leaving the words “KINGDOM OF VALOR” in the center of the screen. In smaller font directly under it, the words “COMING SOON” appear…before it all fades back to black.

[Kirk Noble]

Ike Rose: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the Kingdom of Pride Syndicate Championship!

“Gardenia” by Kyuss hits the sound system. The intro guitar solo builds up, and Esix Cordero slaps aside the curtain, followed closely by his manager Skeeter Butts. His face is concealed by a red towel which is draped over his head. He saunters down towards the ring – eyes locked to the ground. He then climbs the stairs and enters the ring, bouncing and pumping himself up for the match.

Ike Rose: Now in the ring, hailing from Phoenix, Arizona and weighing in tonight at one hundred and seventy pounds…he is the challenger for the Syndicate Championship…he is ESIX CORDERO!!!

"Just Like You" by Three Days Grace Blares over the PA system in the arena as Kid Flanagan makes his down to the ring holding a book bag, he gives some fans high fives before he gets into the ring. Finally he gets into the ring, he then starts going through his book bag, he then pulls out an two water pistols. He then yells "BOOM", then he leaps out of the ring and shoots some hot woman wearing an white t-shirt. Kid then yells "BOOBSHOT!". Kid Flanagan then gets back into the ring.

Ike Rose: And hailing from Saint Paul, Minnesota…weighing in at one hundred and eighty five pounds…your Kingdom of Pride Syndicate Champion…KID…FLANAGAN!!!

Keith Oswalt: This should be a really solid match-up…the technical prowess of Kid against the raw power and pummeling style of Esix Cordero. The fans are going to be in for quite a treat.

Eric Eric Witz: Wow, Keith, do you have a bachelor’s degree in marketing?

Keith Oswalt: Communication Studies, actually. What would even give you the inkling that I studied marketing?

Eric Witz: You just made this match seem like something other than a murder. Esix Cordero isn’t a wrestler. He’s a fighting machine sent to murder…yes, murder…Kid Flanagan. I hope there aren’t any Kid Flanagan fans in attendance, because they’re hope to have their hearts broken.

The bell rings and Kid Flanagan meets Esix Cordero in the center of the ring. The champ raises one of his hands to see if Esix wants to try the classic test of strength to open the bout. Cordero doesn’t want any of that wrestling nonsense and drops down low, throwing a series of left hooks into the abdomen of Kid Flanagan. Kid drops down to one knee, trying to catch his breath after the expected, unrelenting flurry of offense from the challenger. With Flanagan down on one knee, Esix throws a stiff heel kick straight towards Kid’s temple. Kid is able to duck out of the way at the last second, saving himself from a devastating blow early in the match.

Keith Oswalt: Great presence of mind by the champion, avoiding a heel kick from the trained fighter!

Eric Witz: Terrible presence of mind by Kid Flanagan, prolonging the agony that Cordero’s going to inflict on him throughout this match!

Kid Flanagan makes his way back to his feet, where he finds himself face-to-face with the hard hitting challenger. Realizing that this won’t be a typical grappling match, Kid throws a knife edged chop that connects with Cordero’s chest. The crowd woos as Kid throws two more, catching the challenger off guard! Esix stumbles backwards, giving Kid Flanagan to opportunity to irish whip Cordero into the opposite ropes. As Esix rebounds, Kid attempts a clothesline that Cordero manages to duck under. When Kid turns, he’s met by an attempted thigh kick from his challenger. The champion is able to catch Esix’s leg and send him to the canvas with a dragon screw!

Keith Oswalt: Take that, MMA fans!

Feeling confident after his takedown, Kid Flanagan turns his attention towards a section of particularly cute girls in the crowd. They cheer him for his incredible talents and boyish good looks…but their cheers turn to gasps as Esix Cordero sneaks up behind the champion and kicks him across the knees. Kid falls into a kneel where Esix Cordero blasts his temple with a stiff elbow shot. With Kid Flanagan reeling, Esix latches onto his neck and falls to the mat, taking the champion down with him into a guillotine choke. The champion struggles to free himself, but the clutches of the trained submission specialist are too strong. He begins reeling and fading. The referee lifts his arm to check consciousness, much to the delight of Cordero’s manager Sketter. Kid’s arm falls limply back to the canvas.

The referee lifts the champion’s arm one more time…and it falls limply to the canvas.

Eric Witz: Yes…yes! A real fighter and a true champion is born!

The referee lifts the champion’s hand for the third, and final time…but Kid Flanagan’s arm doesn’t fall!

Keith Oswalt: Don’t count out the heart of a Flanagan, Eric! Kid is still alive!

Eric Witz: For now…

The crowd begins roaring with approval as the Syndicate champion’s arm refuses to fall! Kid’s hand forms a fist, which he drives down into the spleen of Esix Cordero! He continues hammered Esix’s internal organs until the challenger is forced to release the choke! Gasping for breath, Kid Flanagan shakily gets back to his feet. Esix, sensing blood, charges forward with a leaping roundhouse kick that Kid easily ducks! Flanagan connects with a punch to Cordero’s gut that doubles him over. The champion leans against the ropes, finding a burst of energy to bound forward and drop Esix with a bicycle kick! Kid Flanagan makes the cover!

1…

And Esix Cordero powers out, annoyed that Flanagan has gained the upper hand.

Cordero lunges forward with an elbow attempt. Kid Flanagan ducks it and turns it into a backslide pin!

1…

2…

Esix kicks out and punches the canvas in frustration. He sizes up the champion’s head and launches a roundkick kick set to take Kid Flanagan’s face right off. The champion ducks and rolls Esix up with a school boy!

1…

2…

But Cordero kicks out once more, thoroughly raged at Flanagan’s ‘wrestling shenanigans.’

Keith Oswalt: How about that pro wrestling now, huh? Kid Flanagan nearly had Cordero beaten three time!

Eric Witz: …almost doesn’t count!

Keith Oswalt: But it sure was fun to watch, wasn’t it?!

Eric Witz: …NO!

As the flustered challenger raises to his feet, Kid Flanagan attempts the Kid Kick with the Knoxville fans firmly behind him. Exis avoids the superkick attempt and levels the champion when he turns around with a stiff thrust kick to the chin. Kid Flanagan falls face down, temporarily out of it due to the force of Cordero’s kick. Esix looks to seize his opportunity by dropping to the mat and forcing the champion into a crucifix position. Pinning would be too much like wrestling, after all. After going through the trouble of positioning Kid, the champion is able to reach out and grab the bottom rope; saving himself from Esix’s dreaded Muerte elbow strike.

Keith Oswalt: You can’t forget about rope breaks, Cordero.

Esix is forced to release the hold and let the champion get back to his feet. With Kid vertical, but wobbly, Esix attempts another lunging elbow strike. Kid Flanagan sidesteps him and Esix hits the turnbuckle chest first. The martial artist bounces back from the blow and the Syndicate champion simply taps him on his shoulder. A confused and annoyed Cordero turns around only to be planted face first with a MIC CHECK from the Kid! Kid grabs Esix by his legs and attempts to turn him over for Da Tapper (Walls of Jericho). Esix reaches out and grabs the ropes, forcing Kid to let go of him.

Eric Witz: Excellent poise by Cordero! He knew exactly where he was in the ring!

Keith Oswalt: The Great Cordero? Abiding by the rules of wrestling?

Eric Witz: Don’t get all condescending on me, Oswalt! Just because he doesn’t like wrestling doesn’t mean he won’t abide by the rules he’s given to play with. That’s why he’s a future champion.

As Esix scrambles away and rises to his feet, the champion prepares for a high impact move. With Esix unfocused, Flanagan springboards off the middle rope and turns in midair…connecting with a knee strike to the rising Cordero! The challenger goes back to the canvas from the impact. Feeling the momentum turn, Kid Flanagan rushes to the nearest ropes and springboards once more…connecting with a Lionsault!

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Esix Cordero kicks out!

Kid Flanagan chuckles, amused at his wrestling prowess overwhelming his opponent. When Cordero once again reaches his feet, Flanagan throws a right hand that Cordero easily parries aside. With Kid’s back to him, Esix Cordero attempts to lock in a full nelson submission. Before he can hook Kid Flanagan’s right arm, the Kid leaps into the air and connects with a cutter! Kid gets back to his feet and raises both of his hands in the air, drawing a roaring reaction from the Pride faithful.

Keith Oswalt: Kid Flanagan’s wrestling prowess is overwhelming and frustrating his challenger!

Eric Witz: This isn’t fair! Kid is cheating somehow…some way. This joker can’t…can’t…beat a trained killing machine with Esix Cordero.

Keith Oswalt: Maybe Cordero should have spent less time training to kill and more time learning the rules of the ring, hmm?

With the beaten and exhausted Cordero rising, Kid Flanagan hoists the body of his tired opponent onto his shoulders. He turns to a pretty girl in the audience and winks before tossing Esix off for the KID WINS (F-U). Cordero, however, turns his body mid-move and takes Kid down with a bulldog! The crowd sits in stunned silence, as Cordero has resulted to using a typical wrestling maneuver.

Keith Oswalt: Did he just…?

Eric Witz: Just when Kid had all the answers, Esix Cordero changed the questions! Wrestling, fighting, and winning…Cordero can do all three better than Flanagan!

Cordero himself appears shocked, as he was forced to abandon his principles in an attempt to win a measure of gold in Pride. However, with Kid Flanagan rising to his feet, Esix doesn’t have time to process his decision. He throws a few weak right hands at the champion before grabbing his waist and slamming him to the canvas with a belly-to-belly suplex! After the impact, Esix realizes what he has to do…and goes for a pinfall.

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Kid kicks out!

Cordero grabs Kid by the neck in a front facelock and lifts him off the canvas. He drops back down with a body scissor DDT, planting the champion’s head into the canvas much to the distaste of the audience. Esix turns his body, maneuvering into a position to lock in an armbar. Kid Flanagan cries out and he edges towards the ropes, hoping to grab the rope before his opponent can separate his shoulder. With Esix wrenching down, Kid makes a last lunge and manages to put his foot under the bottom rope, forcing Cordero to break the hold.

Eric Witz: All hail Esix Cordero! Kingdom of Pride should be afraid of what this man is becoming before our very eyes.

Keith Oswalt: As much as I want to disagree with you…the striking, submission, and grappling game that Cordero possesses just made him one of Pride’s most dangerous combatants.

With Kid Flanagan reeling, Cordero delivers a couple of hard smacks to the back of his head as the champion attempts to get off the canvas. With the Syndicate Champion at his mercy, Esix Cordero realizes that the ultimate insult would be finishing Kid off with his own move. He hoists the champion onto his shoulders and shouts to the booing crowd; “Who wins now?!” As Cordero attempts to toss Kid off his shoulders, the champion manages to slide down his back and escape! The challenger turns around only to be caught with a small package from Kid Flanagan!

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Eric Witz: Nooooo!

3!!!

Ike Rose: Your winner and still Kingdom of Pride Syndicate Champion…Kid Flanagan!!!

Keith Oswalt: Kid’s done it!

Esix Cordero can’t believe it, punching the canvas in frustration! Even with resorting to wrestling, Kid managed to steal a win from under his nose! Kid Flanagan raises his title high as the Pride crowd showering him in adoring cheers!

[Kirk Noble]

*The following wrestlers have been honored to have been some of the top competitors of 2010. Their contributions helped make the promotion a success in 2010, and will hopefully continue to make The Kingdom of Pride successful in the future. The following have been voted by their peers to be the top of their categories. Now, the winners are as follows...

~Brightest Future of 2011~
Esix Cordero

This is an award given to the wrestler deemed to have the most successful future in Pride for 2010. Esix Cordero exploded onto the Pride scene, defeating Morgan Jones at Winter Warfare and placing 3rd in the Pride Cup Championship. While his time in Pride has been short this far, Esix has gained acclaim as a strong striker, and a force to be reckoned with. The Kingdom of Pride would like to present Esix Cordero with the "Brightest Future of 2011" Award.

~Moment of the Year~
Christian Kane Winning the Valiant Championship

This is an award that signified the top moment of 2010. Christian Kane, having been a valuable Pride employee through its tenure, had done nearly everything in Pride; except win the Valiant title. With an ambitious attitude, and showing off his wrestling skills, Christian Kane was able to gain a shot against Josh Eagles, and in a shocking upset, dethroned the Valiant Champion, winning the first Heavyweight title of his career, and created what was the defining moment of 2010.

~Face of the Year~
Josh Eagles

This is an award given to the wrestler that symbolized goodness in 2010, often being a crowd favorite and not teetering towards corruption. In 2010, Josh Eagles fought valiantly against Pride's greatest threats, even ending the battle between Pride Management. Josh fought fairly to win the Valiant Title, and stand up against the Universal Wrestling League. The Kingdom of Pride would like to present Josh Eagles with the "Face of the Year" Award.

~Event of the Year~
Winter Warfare

This award goes to what was voted to be the top overall show of 2010 in Pride. Being one of the largest events in Pride history, the event saw Dru Dallins defeat Johnny Noble, The Krieg defeat The Illuminati, Kid Flanagan retain the Syndicate Title against The Legend and Obscene, and Christian Kane win the Valiant Championship from Josh Eagles. The event also featured outside aspects, such as UWL interfering in the Main Event, and a surprise appearance by Jack Benevolence. It was truly a night that will go down in Pride history.

~Heel of the Year~
Christian Kane

This is an award given to the wrestler that truly embodied "evil" during 2010. Christian Kane was voted the Heel of the Year, after attacking men like Chris Hart and Josh Eagles. Christian Kane frequently broke Pride rules, almost winning the Valiant Title in an impromptu match after attacking Josh Eagles. Christian Kane was without a doubt the most hated man in Pride. The Kingdom of Pride would like to present Christian Kane with the "Heel of the Year" award.

~Feud of the Year~
Christian Kane vs. Josh Eagles

This award is given to the feud that was without a doubt the best feud of 2010. What originally started out as a battle over the Valiant Title became so much between these two men. Bringing up old battles in previous companies, and a will to finally be the best in a promotion, Christian Kane and Josh Eagles would tooth and nail over the Valiant Title, engaging in a "Pick Your Poison" battle. Every week, the two chose the other's competitors, creating battle such as Christian Kane vs. The Krieg, and Josh Eagles vs. Kurt Noble & Jeremy Sterling. The feud even saw UWL claiming interest, attempting to sway the result one way or another. Winter Warfare saw the climax of the war, where Christian Kane defeated Josh Eagles to win the Valiant Championship. This is a feud that will no doubt be remember as one of the most memorable in Pride history.

~Wrestlers of the Year~
Der Krieg Maschinen (Somba & Balraj)

This award is given to the wrestler that was, without a doubt, the best of 2010, exhibiting traits that stood above all else. The winner of this award for 2010 was actually not one man, but a team of men, that no doubt literally stood above all else. Making their debut in a thriving tag team environment, the two quickly narrowed the field, eliminating almost all other teams. But their reign did not stop there. Men like Tommy Hargrove, Obscene, Johnny Noble, Steven Watson, Stephen Callaway, and others all fell to their dominance. The team lost only a total of three matches throughout the six months, maintaining a perfect Super Show record. Despite having no titles to compete for, the team still manages to rise to the top of Pride, becoming the most dominant tag team in the Kingdom of Pride history. The Kingdom of Pride would like to present Somba and Balraj, Der Krieg Maschinen, with the "Wrestlers of the Year Award."

Thank to you all that voted, and we hope to make 2011 even more memorable and successful.

[Kirk Noble]

The guitar riff at the start of 'Remedy' by Cold plays and he steps through the curtain he has as an entrance attire of a black coat. He stands at the top of the isle and makes a praying style taunt with a mattitude V1 hand gesture (he has three fingers together with his nose in the middle of the first two before wiping his nose in a Rikishi style before walking with a strut to he ring (he thinks he's God he's gonna strut) Once in the ring he moves to the first corner he can be bothered walking to he then climbs to the middle turnbuckle and does the same V1 Prayer taunt.

Ike Rose: The following contest is your scheduled main event and will be contested in a Cage match for the Kingdom of Pride Valiant Championship! Introducing first, from Sacramento, California, weighing in at 234 pounds, Stephen Callaway!

The beginning notes of “Inside The Fire” by Disturbed are heard. Jason Phoenix walks out, looking at the crowd. He slowly stalks his way to the ring. He climbs in, waiting for his opponent, ready to fight.

Ike Rose: And his first opponent, weighing in at 230 pounds, from Leighton, Alabama, Jason Phoenix!

“King of the World” plays over the P.A. as the fans rise to their feet and cheer as Josh Eagles burst through the curtain throwing his 'Eagles' symbol high above his head. Slowly he makes his way to the ring slapping hands with fans, giving some hugs out and shaking hands. Finally he rolls under the bottom rope and stands in the center of the ring and throws his symbol up one more time to a huge up roar from the crowd and smiles before stretching and waiting for the match to get under way.

Ike Rose: And the final participant in this match, weighing in at 195 pounds, from Oshawa, Ontario, Canada, Josh Eagles!

Keith Oswalt: An emotion filled match for Eagles as he comes into this looking to regain a championship that he should never have lost.

Eric Witz: And it’s the chance of a lifetime for Stephen Callaway who’s clawed his way from humble beginnings up to the main event here. Should be a classic.

Keith Oswalt: And lest we forget Jason Phoenix, formerly known as Luke Haven, who battled Jeremy Sterling last week with his career on the line.

Eric Witz: All three men earned their way into this match, and now one of the three will become the Valiant champion and embody everything that this company represents.

As the cage door is shut and padlocked, the bell rings as only Jason Phoenix, Josh Eagles, and Stephen Callaway stand in the ring. Two referees observe from the outside, only useful in determining who’s feet will hit the ground first. Looking at each other then turning to Eagles, Phoenix and Callaway rush at Eagles and push him into the corner. Firing away with rapid kicks, the two finally pull him out of the corner and whip him to the ropes before leveling him with a double clothesline. Not letting him lay out for long however, the two lift Eagles back up to his feet and again begin to brawl with him. Hitting a few punches and elbows on him, they finally whip him back to the corner. Callaway now runs off and hit’s a running lariat in the corner and moves out of the way as Phoenix runs in and hit’s a running lariat of his own, but then hooking under Eagles arm and driving him back with a leg hook reverse STO.

Following the reverse STO, Phoenix gets back up to his feet. Looking at Callaway, the two continue to team up to wear down the former champion by lifting him back up. Now hoisting Eagles onto his shoulders, Callaway holds Eagles in a fireman’s carry as Phoenix now runs off to the ropes and as he reaches the center of the ring delivers a front dropkick to Eagles’s head, signaling for Callaway to drop him out with a spiked death valley driver! Having been drilled into the mat with the big move, Eagles lays here as Callaway and Phoenix now stand up. Conferring again, Callaway tells Phoenix to hit a move off of the top rope.

Walking over to the ropes, Phoenix climbs the ropes with his back turned to Callaway. As he does this, Callaway climbs adjacent to him, trying to escape the cage. Getting up to the top rope and now holding his footing in the cage, Phoenix spots him and quickly jumps from the turnbuckle spins in mid-air and catches Callaway’s inner thigh to throw him down to the mat with a cage assisted sunset powerbomb!

Keith Oswalt: For a rookie, Jason seemed to have that move absolutely perfected! Incredible!

Eric Witz: I’m still cheering for Callaway, but even I have to admit, that was pretty cool.

Driving Callaway into the mat, Callaway holds his back as Phoenix recovers and gets back up to his feet, almost at the same time as Callaway. Engaging with each other in the center of the ring, Phoenix is able to take advantage here as he gets behind Callaway, hooks his arm around him and lifts him off of the ground, dropping him with a back drop suplex.

Both men get back up to their feet quickly, Callaway holding his back however. Despite the pain in his back, Callaway rushes at Phoenix and goes for a lariat, but Phoenix ducks under it, allowing Callaway to run by and bounce off the ropes. Hitting the ropes and sprinting back at Phoenix, Callaway now levels Phoenix with a flying forearm. Quickly bouncing back onto his feet, Callaway looks at the raising Phoenix and charges at him again. Kicking him in the stomach as he stands, Callaway drives Phoenix face first into the mat with a DDT.

Before Callaway can continue up with his momentum however, Eagles recovers and grabs Callaway from behind and takes him by the head and drives his face into the steel cage. Letting Callaway bounce back, Eagles hit’s the ropes and takes Callaway down with a Busaiku knee kick! Callaway slams backwards and lands on his uppers shoulders. As he lands, Phoenix recovers and goes after Eagles, however as he slams a forearm down over Eagles back, Eagles fires backwards with an elbow shot to Phoenix’s stomach, doubling him over. Now whipping Phoenix across the ring, Phoenix runs into the corner. Leaning against the turnbuckles, Eagles runs at him and jumps up, catching himself in a seated position on Phoenix’s shoulders. Now pulling back down and to the left, Eagles whips off a release hurricanrana, throwing Phoenix through the ropes into the cage!

Eric Witz: Amazing agility by Josh there, he just through Phoenix through the ropes!

Keith Oswalt: And given the little room between the ropes and the cage, Phoenix’s forehead crashed right into the steel cage, he’ll be feeling that in the morning.

Eric Witz: In the morning? He’s feeling that right now!

Getting back up to his feet, Eagles turns around to see Callaway charging at him, and now Eagles ducks down and as Callaway still rushes at him, Eagles pops back up and lifts Callaway up off of his feet and tosses him back first into the steel cage! Landing against the ropes, Callaway lays close to where Phoenix does. Using his downed opponents to his advantage, Eagles climbs up onto the top turnbuckle before turning around and beginning to ascend to the top of the cage. However, as he does this, his legs begin to be pummeled by Jason Phoenix, stopping him from moving. Using this temporary pause in movement to his advantage, Phoenix is able to pull Eagles down onto the turnbuckle.

Kneeing Eagles in the stomach, Phoenix wraps his arm around Eagles head and as he tries to pull him back with a superplex, Eagles blocks it and begins to punch back, trying to fight out. However, before he can do this, Phoenix regains his footing, but below him, Callaway grabs Phoenix’s legs and pulls him down to the mat with a corner powerbomb as Phoenix pulls Eagles down from the top with a superplex! Exploding down on the mat, Callaway is the only one left unharmed by the huge tower of moves. Grinning at his predicament, Callaway gets back to his feet and begins to climb back up the cage.

Pulling his body up the ropes, Stephen Callaway only makes it to the top of the ropes before turning around and seeing Jason Phoenix begin to get back up to his feet. Turning around, Callaway stops climbing and stops on the top rope before jumping off and hitting a high angle crossbody on Jason Phoenix, taking him down!

Keith Oswalt: Great awareness shown by Callaway there as he decided to hit Phoenix with that crossbody instead of climbing the cage.

Eric Witz: If it was thou who shall not be named, he would have just used his speed to win the match.

Keith Oswalt: Oh will you get over it? He was fired! For good reason!

Eric Witz: I was talking about Lord Voldemort, not that fuck up, did you not get the Harry Potter reference?

Keith Oswalt: You read Harry Potter? Since when?

Eric Witz: No, I watch the movie. It’s a book? When did that happen? Bet it’s nowhere near as good as the movie.

Hooking Phoenix’s leg, Callaway seems to have momentarily forgotten the escape rules of the match. After remembering, Callaway pushes off of Phoenix and begins to get up, but as he does this a recovered Josh Eagles lays a boot into the side of Callaway’s head, knocking him back down into the mat. Reaching down and pulling Callaway back up to his feet, Eagles now puts him into a headlock. Holding him for only a second, Eagles uses his free arm to hook Callaway’s legs as he backs down and lifts Callaway up onto his shoulders, his head draped down still in a headlock. Now dropping down, Eagles hit’s an Eagles Wings (Celtic Cross) on Callaway, planting him on his neck!

Now back up on his feet, Eagles looks at the top of the cage and runs towards it, jumping up onto the top rope and beginning to climb up. As he does this, however, Jason Phoenix runs up the adjacent side of the cage, seemingly having gained a second wind. Reaching the top of the cage just as fast as Josh Eagles, the two men stand up on the steel top, questioning whether they want to risk their health with a twenty foot drop down to the floor, or if they would rather duke it out and see who can last longer. Having the choice being taken from him, Josh Eagles holds his ground as Jason Phoenix leaps from his side of the cage onto Josh Eagles side and begins to attack Eagles. Teetering back and forth, Phoenix finally grabs a hold of Eagles after dodging a punch and grabs him for an STO, however, instead of slamming forward, Phoenix jumps backwards and nails, from the top of the cage, a huge Flux Capacitator on Josh Eagles! Nailing the move perfectly, Phoenix adds damage to Callaway by landing on top of him with a moonsault!

Keith Oswalt: Good lord! That was insane!

Eric Witz: They have got to be dead! That’s a fifteen plus foot drop! They landed flat too, there is no way they can keep going!

Keith Oswalt: Callaway isn’t going to be going anywhere, he just got landed on!

Rolling off of Callaway, Phoenix lays motionless, as do the other two. After that incredible move, not a man can move, exhausted from the match they’ve wrestled so far. Staying motionless and breathing heavily on the mat, Jason Phoenix is the first to begin to stir. Ever so slowly he pushes his body up so he can look around at the devastation he’s caused. Slowly crawling to the ropes, he finally grabs a hold of the bottom one, and uses it to help assist him in getting up to his feet. As Jason finally pulls himself up, Josh Eagles has begun to stir as well, moving over to the opposite side of the ring where he has used the ropes to get himself up on his feet.

Now staring across the ring at one another, the two men shake their heads before slowly staggering to the center of the ring. Sending the first punch, Phoenix connects on the side of Eagles face, making him stumble back as the crowd boos. Now firing forward with a shot of his own, Eagles nails Phoenix, nearly making him fall over as the crowd cheers for him. Back, fires Phoenix, but the shot is all but absorbed by Eagles as he fires back a punch twice as hard. Both men have the crowd backing them as they slowly regain their wits and the punches come in faster and faster. Finally Eagles is able to dodge a punch from Phoenix, and grabs Phoenix by the jaw before dropping down and hitting him with a simple jawbreaker, making Phoenix stumble back.

Using this small opening to his advantage, Eagles waits for Phoenix to come rushing forward and as he certainly does, Eagles nails him with a huge codebreaker! Stumbling backwards, Josh Eagles now walks forward and grabs Phoenix’s legs and pulls them out from underneath him and flipping him over, locking Phoenix in a Walls of Joshico (Liontamer)!

Keith Oswalt: How is this even possible!? Both of those men should be dead!

Eric Witz: This is simply astonishing. Absolute Pride at it’s best, there is no question about it.

Rearing back as he locks the hold in tighter, Josh Eagles drives his knees into Phoenix’s back. Nearly passing out from the pain of being put in the hold for so long, Phoenix is finally freed as Stephen Callaway blasts Josh Eagles in the back of the head! However, as Eagles falls, blood begins to trickle from the back of his head as Callaway reveals a pair of handcuffs! Grinning as sweat beams down his face, Callaway uses his strength to pull Phoenix back up to his feet. Throwing a punch at Phoenix, Callaway backs him into the corner and here, he begins to repeatedly boot him, forcing him down to a seated position. Holding the middle ropes, Phoenix lays here as Callaway now unlatches the handcuffs and cuffs the middle rope on one end and then attaches the other cuff to Phoenix’s wrist, keeping him trapped to ropes!

Grinning as he looks at Phoenix struggle, frustration setting in that he can’t free himself, Callaway walks away from him before sprinting back towards Phoenix and nailing him with a kick to the face, bouncing Phoenix’s face with the side of the cage! After this running kick, Callaway doesn’t appear to be done yet as he now holds the top rope and with Phoenix’s head against the cage, Callaway begins to repeatedly kick Phoenix in the head, slamming him over and over again against the steel cage. After several repeated stomps, Callaway finally turns around where he sees Josh Eagles recovering, holding the back of his head.

Rushing over towards Callaway, Eagles is stopped in his tracks as Stephen Callaway levels him with a Calsi Kick (Superkick)! Dropping to the mat, Eagles stops moving and Callaway pulls from his trunks a second pair of handcuffs! Grinning as he looks at Eagles in the middle of the ring, Callaway looks down at Eagles, wraps the cuffs around his fist and pounds in Eagles head with a punch, bloodying his forehead as well! Leaving the cuffs on Eagles chest, Callaway grins as he moves over to the right side of the cage and begins to escape.

Keith Oswalt: Come on Callaway! This isn’t what you’re supposed to represent! Your going to win the title like this!?

Eric Witz: He’s ALWAYS got an angle Oswalt! It’s no disqualifications, bringing the cuffs with him was just good planning.

Keith Oswalt: Good planning? This is atrocious!

Climbing up the side of the cage, Stephen Callaway reaches the top, however as he does this, the crowds cheers reach a deafening level as Josh Eagles gets to his feet and begins to climb up the cage to reach Callaway himself. Bringing Callaway’s cuffs with him, Eagles ascends to the top of the cage quickly and just as Callaway goes to drop fifteen feet to the floor, Eagles grabs a hold of Callaway’s wrist! Preventing Callaway from falling, Eagles keeps a hold of his firm grasp as he takes the cuffs and snaps them to the top of the steel cage and using the one free cuff to snap it around Callaway’s wrist! Now letting go of Callaway, Callaway dangles in the air as the cuffs pull tightly against the cage, preventing Callaway from falling!

Smiling, Josh Eagles begins to climb down the cage, but as he does he receives a flurry of kicks from Stephen Callaway, who desperately tries to stop Eagles from escaping the cage. However, due to being stuck to the cage, Callaway is unable to stop Josh Eagles who reaches the mid-point of the cage and drops down to the floor, standing up as a referee quickly rushes to his side and announces him the winner!

Ike Rose: Here is your winner, at 41 minutes and 32 seconds, and NEW KINGDOM OF PRIDE VALIANT CHAMPION, Josh Eagles!

The cage begins to be raised up as Josh re-enters the ring. He is exhausted as the ref comes in to hand him the championship gold. Raising his regained championship over his head, Josh Eagles collapses to his knees as he holds the championship close to his chest. But there is a buzz from the crowd...we don't know why. That is until the camera pans over to show us why. Its the White Rabbit! He is standing at ringside, motionless. Staring ahead at the celebrating Josh Eagles.

Keith Oswalt: What the hell! This thing is back!

Eric Witz: Last time we seen it, it was asking the bosses' for a contract, least we think.

Keith Oswalt: But what the hell does it want!?

Josh finally notices what's going on as some fans were telling him to turn around. He see's the figure, standing outside the ring and staring. Finally it moves as it jumps onto the apron. Josh is defensive now but the weird confrontation comes to a climax as the White Rabbit takes a switchblade out of his pocket and throws it with force into the canvas at the feet of Josh Eagles. Josh jumps a bit and the White Rabbit hops off the apron and up the ramp. Josh is very perplexed by this occurrence but with the character gone, he looks back down at his championship belt...he is the man. Smiling as the crowd roars in approval, Josh Eagles holds his championship tight and goes up on the ropes to show it off as The Knighting comes to a close.

This has been The Knighting

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