Oblivion Results - 3.13.11

[Kirk Noble]

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 wait’s for his opponent.

Ike Rose: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a ten minute time limit! Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by The Voice, weighing in at 325 pounds, Silence!

The opening chords of "I'm Shipping Up to Boston" begin to play throughout the arena and the fans stand on their feet and begin to cheer. Red and Blue lights strobe to the beat of the drums and when the song begins to go into full tilt Adam Abel comes out from behind the curtain to the large cheer from the fans. Adam points all around the crowd before walking down handing out high fives to every fan that wants one. Before he climbs into the ring, Adam leans back on the guard rail as the fans pat his back/embrace him and Abel says "YEAH!" loudly into the camera. Abel then slides in under the bottom rope and climbs the nearest turnbuckle to fire up the fans even more before his match.

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

Keith Oswalt: Prior to the show, I spoke with Adam Abel, and according to him, this will be his final wrestling match. He states it’s not because of contractual issues or managerial issues, but he feels burnt out and put off by wrestling currently. That said, I wish him the best of luck and love that I hold the privilege of calling this last match for him.

Eric Witz: It’s a phenomenal honor to call this match, and I hope that, despite being the opening contest, Adam Abel can give it his all and steal the show.

As the bell rings, Adam Abel sprints across the ring and tackles Silence into the corner. Slamming him against the turnbuckles, Abel bounces back calling Silence out of the corner. Responding by staggering out of the corner, Abel catches Silence with a dropkick, kicking him back into the turnbuckles. Getting up off of the mat after hitting the dropkick, Adam Abel runs at Silence and runs up the turnbuckle, catching Silence’s head with a knee. Wrapping his arm around Silence’s head after doing this, Abel turns his body around as he jumps off of the top rope and hit’s a bulldog on Silence from the top. Driving Silence’s face into the mat, Abel hops up off of the mat and hit’s the ropes. As he runs against the ropes Silence begins to get up off of the mat, and while sitting, Abel springs back and nails Silence with a shining wizard!

Drilling Silence in the head with a knee, Abel gets back up to his feet and hit’s a standing moonsault on Silence, then going for a cover,

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Kick out!

Not allowing the kick out to deter him, Abel gets back up on to his feet and pulls Silence up along with him. Throwing Silences to the ropes, Abel now runs to the opposite ropes and as Silence and him sprint towards one another, Abel does a front flip before hitting him with a clothesline, taking both men down to the mat. Getting back up again, Abel now raises his hand to the crowd, listening to them cheer for him. Smiling as he listens to his fans applaud and cheer him on, Abel slowly turns back around to Silence, but as he does this, the monster has risen to his feet and flips Abel over with a huge lariat! Planting Abel on the mat after this, Silence wastes no time lifting him back up and now throwing him to the ropes. As Abel runs back at Silence, Silence lifts his boot up and clocks Abel in the face with a big boot, again making him fall to the mat.

Keith Oswalt: Huge big boot by Silence there as he turns the momentum his way. Can Abel rebound?

Eric Witz: For his fans sake, I sure hope so, and I’m a Silence fan!

Keith Oswalt: Silence fan or not, this should be Abel’s moment, the memories he’s provided us, he deserves this moment.

Planting his foot on Abel’s chest after hitting the big boot, Silence goes for the cover,

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Silence gets off of Abel and grabs him by the shoulders, pulling him up to his feet. Grabbing a hold of Abel, Silence now tosses Abel backwards and plants him on his neck with a high angle belly to belly suplex. Abel crumples to the mat as Silence gets back up and looks down at Adam Abel, enjoying his time. Slowly stalking towards Abel, Silence plants his large foot on top of Abel’s ankle before pulling him up. Wrapping his arm around Abel’s neck and getting behind him, Silence pulls Abel back and drives his face into the mat with a flatliner. Now turning Abel’s back onto the mat, Silence covers him,

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Kick out!

Astonished by Abel’s kick out, The Voice screams at Silence to finish Abel off as Silence gets up to his feet and pulls Abel up as well. Standing behind Abel, Silence lifts Abel up onto his shoulders and grabs a hold of his arms, setting him up for the Silent Shot (Joker Driver)! Holding Abel here, Silence pulls down, however as he does this, Abel rolls Silence through, rolling him up with a victory roll!

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Keith Oswalt: Huge near fall by Adam Abel as he slips out of that Silent Shot!

Eric Witz: Abel definitely just swung momentum to his side with that roll up.

Keith Oswalt: It’s been a back and forth match so far, but now Abel has control, and I have a feeling he’s getting ready to put it away.

Bursting back up onto his feet, Adam Abel lets out a primal scream before hitting the ropes and jumping up onto the top rope and spinning around in mid air, doing a front flip, landing on top of Silence’s shoulders. Pulling his body back, Adam Abel nails a dragonrana on Silence, completing a corkscrew springboard dragonrana! Driving Silence’s head into the mat with the incredible high-flying move, Abel covers him,

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Kick out!

Despite kicking out, Silence remains still on the mat as Adam Abel springs back to his feet and gets out of the ring before hopping up onto the top rope and hitting a springboard 450 splash on Silence! After hitting the second consecutive incredible move, Abel doesn’t bother to cover Silence, instead he decides to get up onto the top rope and leaps off hitting a Shooting Star Press! Grinning after hitting this, Abel covers Silence,

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Ike Rose: Here is your winner at 8 minutes and 15 seconds, “Astonishing” Adam Abel!

Keith Oswalt: An incredible end to Adam Abel’s fun run with the Kingdom of Pride!

Eric Witz: It may have been at Silence’s expense, but Abel had a hell of a run here in Pride, and I for one will be missing him, even if I haven’t always agreed with him.

Having his arm raised, Adam Abel smiles as the crowd chants his name, ecstatic to have seen Abel pull out incredible moves in his last match with Kingdom of Pride.

[Kirk Noble]

Following his win over Silence, Adam Abel is congratulated by several men, mostly consisting of backstage workers. Shaking their hands and smiling at them, Abel continues to walk before he is stopped by foe-turned-friend, Jeremy Sterling. Clapping and smiling, Sterling extends his hand to Abel, who shakes it in response.

Jeremy Sterling: Astonishing match, Adam. It really is a shame to see you leaving us, but you’ve got to do what’s best for you. You know, if you ever get that itch, the Kingdom’s gates will always be open to you. You’ve been a class act the entire time you’ve been here.

Smiling, Adam Abel nods at Jeremy before he speaks.

Adam Abel: Thank you Jeremy, it means a lot. I didn’t get to achieve as much as I had dreamed of achieving here, but after hearing the fans, the workers, and just now your words to me, I know that I’ve made a difference for the Kingdom. I know I’ve done what I could in the time I had. Maybe one day I’ll be back, and maybe one day, I’ll be your Valiant champion.

: It’d be an honor to have you as our champion.

Turning to his side, Adam Abel looks at an unfamiliar man. He doesn’t appear to know who he is, but before Adam can ask himself Jeremy fills Adam in.

Jeremy Sterling: Adam, this is Kingdom of Pride’s newest signee, a man who will be debuting in the Survival of the Proud tournament next week, Pitbull!

Adam Abel: Pitbull, eh? You’re a big guy, I bet you’ll do well here.

Pitbull: I plan too.

Adam Abel: Well, I’ll be watching you from the sidelines, cheering you on. Go win that tournament next week, make a bigger impact than I ever did.

Pitbull: I plan on making my impact now, actually.

Before Abel can ask Pitbull what he’s talking about, the large man tackles Adam Abel to the concrete floor and begins to rocket off punches to Abel’s face. Calling for security as Pitbull continues to attack Abel, Jeremy Sterling attempts to pull Pitbull off of Abel, but is unsuccessful at doing so. Before Pitbull can toss Jeremy aside, security finally runs and peels Pitbull off of Adam Abel as Adam Abel is checked on. Being dragged away from Abel, Pitbull yells out.

Pitbull: Next week, I’m winning that tournament, and on April 17th, I’ll become the Kingdom of Pride Valiant champion! Abel, you’re nothing but a memory now, I’m the real deal!

Following Pitbull yelling this out, the scene finally fades out.

[Kirk Noble]

As the camera switches backstage, Orge Lambart can be seen with hair clasped in between his finger as a woman can be heard screaming. As the scene zooms in closer, the woman screaming is revealed to be Kate Black! Smiling demonically, Orge Lambart pulls Kate closer to him, before lifting her up off of her feet by the hair, making her scream even louder. Becoming sick of the screaming, Orge grabs Kate by the throat and begins to choke her.

Orge Lambart: Enough screaming, woman.

Kate Black swallows and gasps for air as Orge Lambart’s grip gets even tighter.

Orge Lambart: Your man Obscene wanted to make me look like a fool last week? That’s ridiculous. He blames me for the loss, forget that. Know how I’ll repay him? I’ll repay him by fu---

Eric Valor: YOU LET HER GO!

Spinning to the side, Eric Valor stands in true superhero fashion, pushing his chest out. Getting nothing but a snarl from Orge, Orge shakes his head as he returns his attention to Kate Black.

Orge Lambart: I’ll repay Obscene by taking his woman, and making her suck my…

Eric Valor: Excuse me sir, will you kindly let her go?

This only serves to further irritate Orge, as he now turns his attention to Eric Valor, his opponent later tonight.

Orge Lambart: Who the hell do you think you are?

Eric Valor: You don’t know who I am? Why, you must have lived under a rock for the past thirty years. For I am the greatest man this world has ever seen. I’m the world’s saviour, and the people’s dream. I’m everything humans could ever aspire to see, and more. Not only that, but I, am your opponent tonight. And honestly, it really wouldn’t look good for me if you were seen beating up a woman. Because if you were to somehow get a fluke victory over me, then I lost to a woman beater, but if I beat you, well, all I did was beat a man that beats women. Doesn’t really help much, you know?

Orge Lambart: I’ll give you three seconds to get out of here, before I kick your ass.

Eric Valor: You’ll have plenty of time to have your ass kicked later, but for now, I ask again, will you kindly let her go?

Orge Lambart: Fine, you want her, you have her.

After saying this, Orge Lambart tosses Kate Black by the hair into Eric Valor’s arms, and he catches Kate, holding her closely to him. After this, Orge Lambart walks away, but as he does so, Obscene walks into view!

Obscene: What the hell are you doing!? Get your hands off of her!

Jumping in fear of Obscene’s shouting, Eric Valor instantly drops Kate onto the floor, letting her hit her head on the concrete. After this, Valor’s eyes shift around before he finally darts away, leaving Obscene standing over Kate as the scene fades.

[Kirk Noble]

"Through The Fire and Flames" by DragonForce begins playing over the loud speakers while at the same time, red flames spray out of cannons on either side of the entrance ramp. Across the stage area from large cannons on either side. Around the same time, the lights go dim and the crowd begins to boo with rabid obsession. The curtains leading to the backstage area slowly open up and a cloud of smoke fills the now revealed doorway.

Two shadowy figures emerge from the backstage area, the first one, a rather large man, standing about 6'6 and weighing close to 350 pounds, his large upper body is muscular, and can be easily seen through the black tank top he wears. His legs are also rather large but are covered with green camouflage pants, on his face he wears a pair of black sunglasses, and his head is bald. As he comes out onto the rampway a little further the fans notice it is S’ven Swanson the Swedish Bomber, Orge Lambart’s right hand man.

Following behind him is another man, dressed in a long black robe. The robe is tied off with a blood red rope, the man has his head lowered and he slowly walks out from behind the curtain, as he exits the backstage area he stops on top of the ramp and raises his head, slowly looking out at the crowd. S’ven stops at the top of the ramp way and looks out at the booing crowd. S’ven begins to raise his arms into the air; he flexes them up and down a few times.

The first man slowly begins to remove the robe, as the robe begins to come off he lets it slip to the floor. Once the robe is completely off the crowd finally lays eyes on the "The Beastmaster" Orge Lambart, his face is horrible burned and scarred. His blue eyes glow in the darkened arena. His mouth is covered in a red liquid which appears to be blood. Orge wears a black velvet shirt, and a pair of baggy black pants.

The two men walk towards the ring area in a menacingly slow walk. When they finally reach the ring, S’ven pulls himself up on the ring Apron and than climbs over the top rope. While, Orge slides under the bottom rope and than moves toward the center of the ring, once there Orge reaches down his pants and proceeds to flip off the crowd.

Ike Rose: The following match-up is a singles match, scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 265 pounds…accompanied by S’ven…”The Beastmaster” Orge Lambart!

Ike Rose: After weeks of hype on Oblivion, we’re going to be seeing Eric Valor in action for the first time against Orge Lambart…quite a way to introduce him to the roster!

Eric Witz: Kind of like a punch to the face, followed by a severe raping of said face.

*The lights in the arena go out completely, shrouding the crowd in darkness. The opening riff of "Tom Sawyer" hits and a trio of blue spotlights begin to circle the cheering crowd. Another blue light illuminates the entrance way as Eric Valor steps out, wearing his sunglasses and holding his arms in the air for the cheering crowd. He slaps the hands of the fans on his way down the aisle, stopping at the end of it. He reaches into his pocket and pulls of a small candy bar, handing it to a nearby child. The crowd applauds as Valor slides into the ring and the lights go back to normal.*

Ike Rose: And his opponent, weighing in at 223 pounds, and hailing from Seattle, Washington…Eric Valor!

Eric Witz: We’ve heard a lot about this guy…but Pride’s like sex sometimes. You hype it up, and then it sucks…sometimes literally.

Keith Oswalt: I think you’re doing it wrong, my friend…

The bell rings, and Eric Valor clearly is uneasy about how this match is going to progress. Orge simply stares at him, his eyes focused, but Valor pulls Chris Owens aside, and begins to speak to him, He says “Do…do I touch it?” to Owens, who begins to yell at him to begin the match. In his distraction, Valor leaves himself unguarded, and he’s grabbed from behind by Orge, who throws Valor across the ring! Valor lands, and gets up, beginning to wipe the “Orge germs” from himself like crazy! The Beastmaster simply continues to stare, before going to lock-up, and they do. Orge knees Valor, and Irish Whips hims into the corner, before charging…only for Valor to hit Orge with a hard elbow! As Orge stumbles back, holding his eye in pain, Valor sets himself up like a charging bull, complete with the self-made horns, and dashes…only to be caught with a double leg spinebuster! Valor rolls out of the ring, holding his back, before Orge rolls out of the ring. Valor rolls against a table, and when he gets up, Orge goes for a clothesline, but Valor ducks, and Orge slams into the announce table! Orge spins, but Valor is faster, and knocks Orge over the table with a roaring elbow! He yells “Regular moves, bitches!” before wiping his elbow on the announcer’s table, and asking for some hand sanitizer!

Keith Oswalt: Quit showing off and actually wrestle the match Valor!

Eric Witz: Oh, I like this new kid. He makes me smile.

Valor quickly gets some hand sanitizer, and wipes down, before Orge gets up. Valor grabs him, and throws Orge into the ring, before continuing himself. He gets on the top rope, and as Orge gets up, goes for a top rope senton…but Orge springs up, catches him, positions him, and locks Valor in a Hangman’s Neckbreaker hold, applying it for pressure. Valor swings, his neck obviously burning from the move, but he manages to free himself after a few seconds. Valor begins to lay into Orge with some stiff stomach shots, and a few kicks, throwing the Beastmaster off guard. He runs off the ropes, and slides under a Bit Boot from Orge, before flipping backwards and nailing Orge with the Flash Kick ((Backflipping shin striking lariat)! The move surprises Orge, and he goes stumbling against the ropes. Valor rushes in, and begins to him some kicks on Orge, who responds by grabbing Valor by the throat and choking him! Chris Owens pulls Orge away, but not for long. Orge rushes back, but Valor brings down the ropes, and out Orge goes!

The crowd is getting behind Valor, as Orge gets up, and begins to complain to S’ven! Valor then runs, and baseball slides out, kicking down Orge! Just as S’ven is about to react, Valor takes the hand sanitizer out of his pocket, and squirts some I his hands, before rubbing it in S’ven’s eyes! He runs out, screaming in pain, as Valor looks proud of himself. He grabs Orge, and tires to lift him up, but the big man is a bit too strong for Valor. He rushes, and lifts Valor into the air, slamming him down on the steel steps! Valor grabs his back in pain, and Orge continues his offense, hitting a standing hiptoss on Valor into the guard rail! Orge throws Valor back into the ring, and when Valor gets up, nails him with a T-Bone suplex! Orge covers…

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Kickout by Eric Valor!

Keith Oswalt: We’re seeing a…unique offense from Eric Valor, but I can’t help but think these theatrics are delaying Valor being able to unload his offense on Orge.

Eric Witz: Hey, did you see that backflip move earlier? Valor knows what he’s doing. Besides…it’s like sex: Maybe the slower he “unloads”, the-

Keith Oswalt: Seriously, this isn’t a forum for 13 year olds…save the sex puns for X-box Live.

Orge lifts up Valor, and hits some hard shots on him, sending Valor all over the ring, before pushing him into the turnbuckle. He lifts up Valor for the “Shattered Dreams,” but as Orge rushes in, Valor brings his legs out, and jumps, hitting a springboarding spinning heel kick on Orge! His athleticism amazes the crowd, and Valor eats it all up. As soon as Orge gets up, Valor lays into his with a flurry of hands, before running off the ropes, and sliding under a kick. He gets up, and SLAPS Orge right across the face…taking off a huge chunk of skin as he does!!! Valor immediately begins to freak out, yelling “GET IT OFF, GET IT OFF!”, which allows Orge a brief moment to capitalize. He runs forward, and tries to grab Valor for a DDT, but he spins out and Irish Whips Orge into the corner before drilling him with the Cannonball Spear (Charging Senton Splash)! Valor lifts up Orge, but Orge pushes Valor into Chris Owens, and takes advantage of the distraction to low blow Valor! Orge bounces off the ropes, and nails Valor with a big boot!

Chris Owens gets mad, but can do nothing about the situation. Meanwhile, Valor is in the corner, and Orge charges, but Valor propels himself up, hitting his boot in Orge’s face. He then takes to the top turnbuckle, and hits a Hurricanrana on Orge! Orge stumbles up, but is nailed with an incredibly stiff European Uppercut, followed by a Lionsault to finish off the combo! Valor pins…

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Kickout by Orge Lambart!

Valor begins to argue with Chris Owens, yelling “You mad, son,” before standing above Orge, signaling for the end! Orge gets up, and Valor goes for the Ishimura Breaker '08 (Full-Nelson Double Knee Facebuster), and nails Orge with it! Covering Orge after hitting this, Valor hooks the leg as referee Chris Owens slides into position,

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Ike Rose: Here is your winner, at 6 minutes and 52 seconds, Eric Valor!

Keith Oswalt: Eric Valor gets the win, despite his incredibly irritating offense. I have a feeling that guy will go far, and that feeling totally infuriates me.

Eric Witz: Eric Valor for president! He’s the future savior of the world! The next Jesus!

Keith Oswalt: Will you please get your mouth off of his dick?

Eric Witz: So much for family friendly. I apologize for my broadcast partners inability to censor himself.

Smiling to himself Eric Valor yells at the ref to “raise my hand!” while his music plays and the scene fades out.

[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! Introducing first, making her way to the ring, from Copenhagen, Denmark, weighing in at 135 pounds, Aurelia Zombie!

”Hate It Or Love It" by G-Unit begins to play as many of the fans in the attendance begin to make the sounds of the background chorus, chanting with the song, 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 around. Niles Markie is standing at the entrance, waving at his client!

Hate it or love it, The underdog's on top,
And I'm gonna shine homie, until my heart stop...
Go head' envy me, I'm rap's MVP.
And I ain't goin nowhere, so you can get to know me.

Hate it or love it, The underdog's on top,
And I'm gonna shine homie, until my heart stop...
Go head' envy me, I'm rap's MVP.
And I ain't goin nowhere, so you can get to know me.


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, then steps down onto the entrance way next to Niles. Together they walk to the ring. As 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, as Niles makes a tsk-tsk-tsk sound and begins to talk strategy to his client. Niles Markie opens his briefcase and offers a tire iron to Dru, but before Dru can take it, the ref yells at both of them and the two men shake their heads before Niles walks out of the ring and stand by the apron, while Dru preps for his match, rolling his shoulders.


Hate it or love it, The underdog's on top,
And I'm gonna shine homie, until my heart stop...
Go head' envy me, I'm rap's MVP.
And I ain't goin nowhere, so you can get to know me.

Hate it or love it, The underdog's on top,
And I'm gonna shine homie, until my heart stop...
Go head' envy me, I'm rap's MVP.
And I ain't goin nowhere, so you can get to know me.

Ike Rose: And her opponent, from Tampa Bay, Florida, weighing in at 297 pounds, accompanied to the ring by Niles Markie, Dru Tha Merc!

Chris Owens signals for the bell, and Dru looks like he can’t even believe that this is going to happen. He smirks at Aurelia, who seems as focused as ever. The two walk forward, and Dru looks down on Aurelia…before using his arms, and making a gesture towards his groin, getting a clear negative jeer from the crowd. Aurelia smiles, and actually foes down a second…giving her enough time to pop back up, nailing Dru right in the chin! He stumbles back, actually surprised by the blow, and Aurelia follows it up with some quick European uppercuts, knocking Dru into the corner. Aurelia nearly knocks Dru with a series of kicks, and she backs up into the opposite corner, before charging Dru…but Dru catches her in mid-air as she goes for a spinning heel kick! He then throws her forward, and she lands awkwardly on the canvas! Dru brushes himself up, and as soon as Aurelia gets up, Dru smacks her right across the face, sending Aurelia back down.

Keith Oswalt: We’ve seen some really astonishing wins from Aurelia Zombie, who, for a quick, reminder, competes in an all-male wrestling federation. But that slap right there means Dru is pulling all the punches he can after a loss last week to Jason Phoenix.

Eric Witz: Sausage fest, basically. Doesn’t that remind you of what Dru does to his hoes…right? Right?....Aw, you’ll get it later...

Dru lifts up Aurelia high into the air with a gorilla press, demonstrating his strength…but Aurelia slides behind him, and runs off the ropes. Just as Dru turns around, he gets blasted with a running enziguri, but doesn’t quite go down, instead on one knee. Aurelia bounces off the ropes, and hits Dru with a spinning neckbreaker! Dru rolls into the corner, but Aurelia runs, and nails him with a running kick. Aurelia doesn’t even give Dru a moment to recover, as she flips forward, and tries for a spinning headscissors…but the obvious weight difference enables Dru to hold on. Instead of spinning him, Dru spins Aurelia, slamming her into the turnbuckle! She goes into the corner, and Dru begins to pound on her, each shot nearly sending her down. Eventually, Chris Owens, tries to pull Dru away, but the Gangstar pushes past Owens, and continues to pound on Aurelia! Dru smirks, and points to the crowd, getting a huge boo, before walking forward. However, Aurelia isn’t done fighting, as she jumps forward, hitting a lower dropkick on Dru, before standing up and hitting Dru with a few bigger kicks. However, Dru knees her in the stomach, before bringing her against the ropes. Dru Irish Whips her, and she ducks a big boot, only to be taken down with a Lou Thez press!

Dru hammers her down, and it’s clear she’s taken a black eye from the beating! Dru stands up, wiping his hands, before lifting up Aurelia, Irish Whipping her, and slamming her down with the Grown Ass Slam (‘Lo Down/High-Lifting Spinebuster)! Dru makes a lazy pin…

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Kickout by Aurelia Zombie!

Keith Oswalt: Close pinfall! Aurelia Zombie can clearly move about the ring, but Dru’s fists are just too big, and pack too much of a punch. Aurelia needs to find a way to keep Dru grounded in order to pick up the victory here.

Eric Witz: Or just call her boyfriend to come beat Dru’s ass…or multiple boyfriends with weapons.

Dru lifts up Aurelia, and lifts her up, nailing her with a stalling powerslam! Dru takes a moment to relax as Aurelia gets up clearly wounded from Dru’s powerhouse offense. Dru rushes forward, but Aurelia trips him up, and Dru bounces on the ropes. Aurelia then hops off the ropes, and nails Dru with a missile dropkick that sends him over the top rope! Dru gets up, angered by Aurelia’s offense, buy she quickly hops over the top rope and slams into him! The crowd cheers on Aurelia, who gets back in the ring, as Dru struggles to get up. The count begins to get higher, and he finally is able to, but Aurelia drops him with a leg drop on his neck! Unable to drag him to the middle of the ring, Aurelia makes a pin…

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Dru gets his leg on the ropes!

Aurelia begins to kick Dru, trying to keep him grounded, but she’s not able to for long. He gets up, and grabs her leg as she goes for a side kick. She hops about, and goes for an enziguri, but Dru ducks it, and nails her with a dragon suplex! Throwing her into the corner, Dru begins on with his ten corner punches, and finishes it off by yelling “Bitch slap for the Bitch,” and nailing Aurelia for the Pride Obliterating Bitch Slap! Aurelia falls forward, and Dru lifts her back up. He then lifts her high into the air for a Bay Area Chokeslam, but Aurelia counters in mid-air, nailing Dru with a Tornado DDT! Both are down, and Chris Owens begins to count, as they slowly get up. They finally do, and Dru swings at Aurelia, but she ducks it, and runs off the ropes. She ducks a clothesline, and nails Dru with her Double Knee backbreaker! Aurelia makes her way to the turnbuckle, before hopping off for the Sea of Fire (630° Corkscrew senton). Leaping off of the turnbuckle, Aurelia Zombie crashes into Dru Tha Merc with a cover,

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Ike Rose: Here is your winner at 12 minutes and 28 seconds, Aurelia Zombie!

Keith Oswalt: Dru Tha Merc takes another loss! That’s two in a row, momentum is definitely not in his favor heading into Survival of the Proud.

Eric Witz: I’ll be honest, after defeat Dru tonight, Aurelia Zombie just became my favorite to win the tournament next week.

Keith Oswalt: It’s definitely going to be one hell of a tournament and after the display tonight, I wouldn’t count Zombie out.

Breathing heavily Aurelia Zombie pulls her self up to her feet, having her arm raised by Chris Owens as the scene fades.

[Kirk Noble]

As the scene switches backstage, Stephen Callaway can be seen standing next to Alex Avice, standing in front of the common interview banner; the light blue backdrop with a crown and the words “Kingdom of Pride” placed in the middle.

Alex Avice: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this…

Stephen Callaway: Oh shut up, Avice. Everybody knows who I am, I was in the main event of The Knighting, and had Josh Eagles not cheated, I would be the Valiant champion.

Interrupting Callaway at this point, Alex Avice puts in his own opinion.

Alex Avice: To be fair, it was you that brought the handcuffs, not Josh Eagles. Essentially, you screwed yourself out of the title by bringing the cuffs in the first place.

Stephen Callaway: There’s a difference between us though. I’m not afraid to admit that I don’t always play by the rules, Josh on the other hand, claims to be a man of the people. He claims that he fights for the people and always does the honorable thing, well answer me this Josh, how is handcuffing me to a cage honorable? There’s no honor in that, it’s pure cowardice.

Alex Avice: Harsh words for Josh, what about Jason? Any words towards him?

Stephen Callaway: Oh? You mean the asshat that took my[/I] title match? Answer me this Alex, what the hell has Jason Phoenix done that I haven’t? Why did he get a title match, but I didn’t? I was the one that should have won the Valiant championship, Jason was stuck in the ring as I was getting ready to take my moment of glory and escape the cage to get the win.

Alex Avice: How about defeating Dru Tha Merc last week? That was a pretty big accomplishment for Jason Phoenix, especially since just two weeks ago, Dru Tha Merc had defeated Josh Eagles, the man you couldn’t defeat.

Stephen Callaway: It doesn’t matter who he beat. I’m the one with the rightful title shot, but you know what? It doesn’t matter, now I’ll just win the Survival of the Proud tournament, adding another accolade to my already impressive résumé. But, Jason, whether or not you win the title, I will be after you.

After Stephen Callaway says this, he walks off the screen as the scene fades out, Callaway making his intentions clear that he is after Jason Phoenix.

[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 stands 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 audiences loves it as begins to talk trash about his opponent while looking at various sections of the place.

"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: The following contest is scheduled for one…

Before Ike Rose can finish his introductions, from behind Kid Flanagan and Paul Sant, Stephen Callaway and Obscene rush into the ring and nail each of their opponents with a lariat to the back of the head. Knocking both of them down to the mat, Callaway and Obscene begin to repeatedly stomp Sant and Flanagan, finally kicking Flanagan out of the ring and focusing their attack on Paul Sant. Lifting him back up to his feet, Callaway and Obscene whip Sant off to the ropes and as Sant bounces back, Callaway and Obscene drop him with a double dropkick. After being caught in the jaw with the double dropkick, referee Chris Owens finally gets Obscene out of the ring, allowing the match to start off between Callaway and Sant.

Starting the match off with a cover on Sant, Callaway pushes his face to the mat with his forearm, but Paul Sant kicks out quickly. Getting back to his feet, Callaway punches at Sant before pulling him up. Here, Callaway gets behind Sant and lifts him up, but as Sant expects to be dropped on his back, Callaway instead drops Paul forward and hits him with an atomic drop. After hitting the atomic drop, Callaway pops back up and pulls Sant’s head back before dropping him with a reverse DDT. Driving Sant’s head into the mat, Callaway gets back up to his feet and quickly tags in Obscene, who climbs to the top rope before jumping down and hitting Sant with a double stomp!

Now going for a cover on Sant, Obscene hooks the leg,

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Kid Flanagan breaks up the cover!

Keith Oswalt: This is disgusting, Callaway and Obscene jumped their opponents and haven’t given them any chance to recover.

Eric Witz: Disgusting or smart? There’s no rules saying that they can’t hit them, the match starts when all men are in the ring, so if you ask me Paul Sant and Kid Flanagan left themselves open for attack.

Getting into the ring, Kid Flanagan pulls Obscene up and catches him with a punch to the face, but doesn’t leave it at that as he continues to punch him and drives him further back. After the second punch, Kid Flanagan is finally pulled off of Obscene as Stephen Callaway gets into the ring and locks Flanagan into a waist lock. Pulling Flanagan back to the middle of the ring, Stephen Callaway now lifts Flanagan up off of the mat and tosses him over head with a huge German suplex. Planting Flanagan on his neck, Callaway releases the hold as Kid rolls out of the ring. Following after him, Callaway leaves the ring to a now standing Paul Sant and Obscene.

Being charged by Sant, Obscene ducks at the last second and hit’s a dropkick on Sant and drives him into the turnbuckle. Getting back up to his feet, Obscene now puts Sant into a pump handle position before lifting him up on his shoulders, releases Sant’s arm and sits him out with a pump handle piledriver! Drilling Sant with the move, Obscene pushes the limp body off of him as he now goes for a cover over Sant,

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Kick out!

Obscene slaps the mat following Paul Sant’s kick out and gets back up to his feet. Stomping on Sant, Obscene drags Paul Sant to the middle of the ring before running over Sant’s body before jumping up to the second rope and flipping back, nailing Sant with a lionsault! Hooking Sant’s leg after hitting this, Obscene covers,

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Kick out!

Keith Oswalt: While they haven’t been able to get any offense in, Paul Sant has shown off his durability by kicking out twice.

Eric Witz: Durability only lasts so long, I don’t think he has much left in him.

Keith Oswalt: Unfortunately, I don’t think he does either.

As Obscene pulls Sant back up off of the mat, Stephen Callaway can be seen out on the outside, lifting Kid Flanagan up and slamming him down, back first over the steel barricade with the Always Have an Angle Slam (Angle Slam)! As Callaway hits this move, Obscene lifts Paul Sant back up in form of a scoop slam before holding him there and finally driving him head first into the mat with an Obscene Drive I (Delayed Michinoku Driver)! Covering Sant after hitting this, Obscene hooks the leg,

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3!

Ike Rose: Here is your winner, at 5 minutes and 12 seconds, the team of Obscene and Stephen Callaway!

Keith Oswalt: Sant and Flanagan never had a chance after Callaway and Obscene jumped them from behind. Decisive, but cheap, win for the team of Obscene and Stephen Callaway.

Eric Witz: A win’s a win, and that win, was dominant.

Grinning at each other for their plan having worked, the two men have their hands raised before heading to the back as the scene fades out.

[Kirk Noble]

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: The following match-up is the Main Event tag team match-up! Introducing first, weighing in at 230 pounds, and hailing from Leighton, Alabama...Jason Phoenix!

Keith Oswalt: Interesting to see how the Valiant #1 Contender will fare alongside...well, the Valiant Champion.

Eric Witz: You don't have to have lost on the stock market to know this is gonnna be insane!

YOU READY? LET'S GO!

This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

J EAGLES

Josh now emerges from behind the curtains with the Valiant Championship raised high about his head as 'Remember the Name (J Eagles)' by Fort Minor kicks into gear and the crowd goes wild as he points to them.

He doesn't need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard whether it's the ring or the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But screw em, he knows the code
It's not about the salary
It's all about reality and making some noise
Making the story - making sure his game stays up
That means when he puts it down he's getting back up!

Josh now slides into the ring and raises the belt even higher above his head point all around the arena.

Who the hell is he anyway?
He never really talks much
Never concerned with status but still leaving them star struck
Humbled through opportunities given despite the fact
That many misjudge him because he makes a living from kicking ass
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never asking for someone's help, or to get some respect
He's only focused on what he does, his will is beyond reach
And now it all unfolds, the skill of an artist

The song starts over again as Josh stands waiting for the match to start stretching in the corner.

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Ike Rose: And his partner, weighing in at 195 pounds, and hailing from Toronto, Ontario...he is the Kingdom of Pride Valiant Champion...Josh Eagles!

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 at two hundred and forty five 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...but moments pass, and nothing happens. Suddenly, Noble comes out, and walks down to the ring...but doesn't get in. Instead, he has a microphone in his hand.

Johnny Noble: Eddie Nash...I can imagine that after all these weeks, you're starting to get tired of me teaming with you. I mean, you said it yourself...I've "capitalized on your weakened state to steal your victories." Alright, Nash, maybe you have a point...so lets change things up this week. I'm going to stop taking advantage of whatever state your in...because this week, I'm not going to participate in this tag team match. In fact, I'm going to sit out.

Nash is clearly curious, as he yells "Fuck you!" as Noble.

Keith Oswalt: Noble is going to sit this out, leaving Nash to deal with Jason Phoenix and Josh Eagles!

Eric Witz: Uh-oh...looks like this insanity is not over!

The camera turns, and looks over at the ringside, where the White Rabbit has appeared! He watches Eagles, clearly making this already awkward situation more uncomfortable!

Keith Oswalt: And now the White Rabbit is back out!

Eric Witz: Seriously, where's the freaking petting zoo? Eagles, Phoenix, Rabbits...like the cudly match from Hell.

Johnny Noble: We'll see how much of a match Nash can really put on...

The bell rings, and Chris Owens takes the title belt away from Eagles, which quickly gathers Nash’s attention. Suddenly, Phoenix runs forward, and begins to hit some weak shots on Nash, who retaliates by hitting a European Uppercut on Phoenix. Eagles watches on, hesitant to get involved…but Nash soon grabs Phoenix, and throws him angrily over the top rope to the floor below, as Noble and the White Rabbit watch from the distance. Nash gets up close to Eagles, but before Eagles can react, Nash slams him with a shot, and the two go at it! Eagles gets the advantage, and backs Nash against the ropes, before Irish Whipping him. Nash counters, and slams Eagles down with a football like tackle, followed by some rabid mounted punches! Eagles covers up, and quickly gets up, but Nash slams him with a running knee that sends him through the ropes to the floor below! Nash wastes no time, and gets outside the ring, waiting for Phoenix to rise. He eyes The White Rabbit, and Noble alike, trusting neither, before throwing Phoenix back into the ring. He shoves Phoenix into the corner, and demonstrates his brawler abilities, quickly roughing up Phoenix as the crowd applauds! Nash backs up, and hits Phoenix with a running knee, before continuing with his assault. Eagles gets back in the ring, but isn’t too eager to help his tag team partner.

Keith Oswalt: It looks like Nash is doing well without you Johnny! He’s single handedly controlling this “handicap” match!

Johnny Noble: Please. It’s practically one on one. Josh Eagles doesn’t even want to step in one Phoenix’s beating right now. Maybe he’s scared of Nash…but trust me, his bark’s worse than his bite.

Keith Oswalt: Josh Eagles simply wants Phoenix to take the beating he deserves!

Eric Witz: Oh, he mad alright.

Nash Irish Whips Phoenix to the opposite corner, and charges, but Phoenix brings his boot up right in Nash’s face. As Nash recovers, Phoenix runs forward, and in one fluid motion, grabs Nash and hits him with a belly to belly suplex! Phoenix stalks Nash, and as Nah gets up, Phoenix runs off the ropes…but Nash counters with a kneeling spinebuster! Nash takes a moment to eye Eagles, who isn’t even focused on the match…more of the mysterious White Rabbit staring at him. Nash himself gets caught off guard, and Phoenix runs up, and dropkicks Nash into Eagles, knocking him off the apron! Nash stumbles back, and is drilled with a swinging neckbreaker. Eagles gets back on the apron, and is roughly tagged in by Phoenix. Eagles gets in the ring, and hits some chops on Nash as he gets up. Eagles Irish Whips Nash, but Nash holds on and slams Eagles with a big boot, followed by some mounted punches! Eagles pushes Nash off, and when Nash tires to get in closer, Eagles hits him with an uppercut that makes him stagger. Nash runs back in, and Eagles ducks a clothesline, but Phoenix pulls down the ropes and out onto the mats goes Nash!

Eagles begins to yell ‘What the Hell are you doing?” at Phoenix, who hops off the apron, and begins to lay some swift kicks into Nash. Eagles is about to get out of the ring, but the Rabbit Man moves in a bit, suddenly making Eagles uneasy as he faces his masked stalker. Phoenix throws Nash back into the ring, and Eagles begins to lay into him with some punches, clearly not happy about this situation. Eagles lifts up Nash, and slams him with a backcracker. Eagles makes a pin…

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Kickout by Eddie Nash!

Keith Oswalt: You really can’t help but get the feeling that Josh Eagles doesn’t want to be here. He’s teaming with Jason Phoenix, a man who has shown no love for him, facing Eddie Nash, who is arguably his most outspoken rival, and being tormented by the Rabbit Man. Clearly a rock, hard place-

Eric Witz: And every Pride fans pants! Hell yeah!

Johnny Noble: This…is bullshit. Goddamit Josh!

Eagles stands up, but Phoenix leans over, and tags himself in. He hops in the ring, but Eagles grabs him by the arm. Phoenix snatches himself back, and begins to yell “DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH ME, FILTH!”…before Nash runs in, and hammers both men down. He throws Phoenix into a corner, and begins to hammer on him, but clearly Phoenix’s demonic side has taken over. He reverses spots, and begins to viciously beat on Nash, so much that Chris Owens has to yank him away! Nash is dazed, and Phoenix runs back in, hitting a dropkick on Nash’s face right into the turnbuckle. Phoenix drags Nash across the ropes, and Irish Whips him, before slamming Nash down with an enziguri. Phoenix stands up, and Eagles tags himself in, the same thing Phoenix did before! Suddenly, Phoenix turns, and slams Eagles with a kick! He gets down, and begins to slam Eagles head furiously against the canvas, as Nash gets up.

Keith Oswalt: Jason Phoenix has snapped!

Eric Witz: Maybe Eagles won’t be making it to Survival of the Proud!

Johnny Noble: Jesus, these two can’t do anything right!

Nash takes advantage, and as the two get up, runs in and takes the two, and himself, over the top rope with a clothesline! They hit the floor below, and Nash goes on the attack, He grabs Phoenix, and slams him on the steel steps with a sidewalk slam! Chris Owens gets furious, but also gets distracted as the White Rabbit looks ready to move in. Eagles gets eye to eye with him, but Nash runs in, and grabs Eagles, before Eagles begins to brawl with him. Eagles steps back, and goes for a clothesline, but Nash ducks, and Eagles stops right in front of Phoenix…before nailing Phoenix with a Codebreaker outside the ring! Eagles looks pleased at his revenge, but Nash nails Eagles with the Wings of An Angel (German Suplex)…before turning towards the commentating table, and ripping off the top, getting eye to eye with Johnny Noble!

Johnny Noble: You haven’t done shit in a month. You think I’m afraid of what you’ll do-

Nash reaches over, and decks Noble with a solid right hand, knocking him out of his chair! Nash then turns, and throws Eagles back in to the ring, getting in himself. Nash grabs Eagles, and hits him with some strong hands, getting “NASH” chants in the background. Nash Irish Whips Eagles, and goes for a Shotgun Blues Kick (Superkick), but Eagles slides under it. Eagles grabs Nash, and goes for the Impact Asylum, but Nash pushes him away, and drops the Hammer on Eagles (Spear)! He pins Eagles…

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3-Johnny Noble breaks up the pin!

Nash stands up, and gets eye to eye with Noble…before the two start to go at it!

Keith Oswalt: Good Lord, who’s on whose side?!?

Eric Witz: I’m all Switz baby.

Keith Oswalt: Let me remind everyone that is *still* a tag team match. Johnny Noble being in the match is totally legal…but someone get his ass out of here!

As the two brawl, Eagles gets up, and Phoenix tags himself in, before throwing Eagles out of the ring! Phoenix takes to the top turnbuckle, and moonsaults off, taking out both Noble and Nash! Phoenix lifts up Noble, but Noble breaks the hold, and tries to lock in the Crippler Crossface! However, Nash knees Noble out of the ring! With Phoenix stumbling about in pain, Nash runs off the ropes, and drops the Hammer on Phoenix! Nash makes the pin…

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Ike Rose: With a time of 12 minutes and 30 seconds…the team of Johnny Noble and Eddie Nash!

Keith Oswalt: What a match. If you ever want to see a brawl of guys that truly hate each other, this was it!

Eric Witz: Doesn’t look quite over…

Eagles, outside the ring, stands up, clearly upset about the way this match transpired. However, he looks over, and sees the Rabbit Man. Eagles begins to move in closer…but out of nowhere, Phoenix rolls out of the ring, and slams Eagles into the guard rail! Phoenix begins to kick him mercilessly, not letting up, as the Rabbit Man watches on. Suddenly, Eagles gets up, and begins to blast on Phoenix, and the two slam into the guard rail going into the crowd. Meanwhile, in the ring, both Noble and Nash are going at it. Nash begins to dominate with his brawler style, but Noble quickly begins to lay into Nash with chops. The two go down, and the camera shows both brawls!

Keith Oswalt: Someone stop this barbarianism!

Eric Witz: Hey, Phoenix doesn’t want another loss from Eagles, and I don’t blame him. He wants that Valiant title! And...well, Nash and Noble just want to kill one another!

Keith Oswalt: Our time is up ladies and gentlemen, but we’ll see you next week at the Survival of the Proud tournament, where we’ll see a full roster Valiant title tournament! See you then!

The two brawls continue, as the Rabbit Man watches on silently. The scene fades out...

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