Kingdom of Pride Presents: Autumn Annihilation

[Jeremy Sterling]

As Autumn Annihilation comes to a start, the opening contestants Lucas Young and Big Bubba Olson can both be seen standing in the ring. Finally, the bell is heard ringing as Keith Oswalt and Eric Witz welcome the crowd to the show.

Keith Oswalt: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Autumn Annihilation! We certainly have a hell of line up this week with our main event being Christian Kane finally taking on Chris Hart for the Valiant championship!

Eric Witz: An absolute gem of a main event, that’s for sure. We’re all finally going to witness Christian Kane win the big one. That’s right, tonight we’re all going to see Christian Kane become the Valiant champion!

Keith Oswalt: But now, we’re starting with Lucas Young taking on Big Bubba Olson in the… Who are… Oh my God! It’s The Krieg! What are they doing here!?

As Keith Oswalt says this, Kaja Reinhardt can be seen on the outside of the ring as Balraj and Somba both stand on the left and right side of the apron, cornering Olson and Young in the ring. Getting into the ring, Young and Olson both go to attack The Krieg, however they seem unaffected as Somba delivers a thumb spike to Young’s throat as Balraj delivers a brain chop to Olson. Following the chop, Balraj grabs Olson by the throat and shows his superhuman strength by lifting him up off of the mat and toss Olson over the top rope onto his neck on the concrete floor! Following this move, Balraj turns his attention to Somba who holds Young in his arms. Finally, Balraj lifts Young up into a military press before Somba spikes his thumb into Young’s throat, nailing him with the Blitzkrieg Bomb! Watching as Young chokes up blood, The Krieg finally tosses Young to the mat as Kaja Reinhardt orders The Krieg to stop attacking as they head towards the back, their vicious assault over.

Keith Oswalt: What the hell was all that about!?

Eric Witz: You know, as much as I want to know, I really would rather not ask. I’d rather not have two pissed off giants wanting to see me dead.

Keith Oswalt: I can’t believe what we just say happen, clearly neither man will be able to participate tonight. This is absolute destruction Eric, Sterling and Noble need to get those guys under control.

Ike Rose: Ladies and gentlemen, due to interference, this match has been ruled a no contest!

[Jeremy Sterling]

Following the absolute destruction of Lucas Young and Big Bubba Olson, “Artist in the Ambulance” by Thrice blares over the PA system. Holding a microphone, Jeremy Sterling walks out from behind the curtains, a smile on his face, despite the Krieg’s actions. Standing on the stage, Jeremy Sterling addresses the fans of KoP.

Jeremy Sterling: Well how about that. Lucas Young and Big Bubba Olson, both decimated in a matter of seconds by The Krieg. That’s what I call making an impact. That’s what I call making a statement. That’s what I call… Dedication.

The crowd stays quiet, not sure what their about to hear, especially considering all of the rumors that have been swirling around Kingdom of Pride’s future.

Jeremy Sterling: Dedication. That’s quite a word. A lot of rumors have been circling around, a lot questioning the dedication that Kurt Noble and I have to Kingdom of Pride. A lot of people have been speculating, hell, some even waiting for us to decide that enough’s enough and to close up shop. I’d be lying if I told you I haven’t been tempted to.

Starting to stir at hearing Jeremy Sterling speak about this, Jeremy doesn’t allow the crowd to get louder as he continues to speak.

Jeremy Sterling: I’d be lying if I told you that I’m making money with this promotion. Those fact’s are out, I’m bleeding money, Kurt’s bleeding money, we’re both putting everything we have into this promotion, but despite this, despite all of our efforts, something’s just not clicking. There are wrestlers in the back that we are paying a lot of money, only to be given a sub par effort in return.

Again the crowd begins to get louder, but Jeremy Sterling keeps them quiet as he continues to speak, trying to keep the crowd in check.

Jeremy Sterling: But that ends now. Kurt Noble’s been saying it for weeks, but now, we’re both on the same terms. You don’t have the dedication to Kingdom of Pride? You say you want to be here, but then decide to half-ass everything except your pay check? Well forget that bullshit. I’m setting the record straight, if you aren’t going to invest everything, and I mean everything you have in here, I’ll be damned if I invest another fucking dollar in you! It’s time for people to step up. It’s time for the Tommy Hargrove’s, the Stephen Callaway’s, the Kid Flanagan’s, the Obscene’s, the P.K. Jacob-Sterling’s to all step up. Kingdom of Pride’s roster is about to be wide open, our main event scene is about to be open for anybody to take a spot. You all want to be the face of Kingdom of Pride? Then prove it, not to me, not to Kurt, but to these people out here. Prove that we should take a shot on you. Prove that you deserve to be in the main event. Prove that to these people and, trust me, Kurt Noble and I will be more than happy to give you that shot.

Finally, after having said this, Jeremy Sterling looks at the crowd before heading to the back, listening to the crowd cheer as the show goes on.

[Jeremy Sterling]

The lights go out in the arena as the sounds of Any Means Necessary- Hammerfall erupt out, sending the crowd into a frenzy of boos for the man they "love to hate". A couple of moments later, the lights come back on, and Bruce Hendrickson can be seen at the top of the stage, a sly grin plastered across his face. He looks on taking in the jeers as if they were proudly chanting his name. After a moment on the stage Bruce begins to walk the ramp, that same sly grin still across his face. Bruce stops on the ramp to raise an arm into the air, much to the dismay of the jeering crowd. Bruce chuckles to himself at the crowd's reaction then continues to the ring, rolling in under the bottom rope. In the ring Bruce climbs onto the second rope and raises both arms into the air, enjoying the jeers of the crowd one last time before his music fades out.

With the music off, Bruce walks to one side of the ring and requests a microphone, then walks back to the center of the ring. Bruce chuckles for a moment, the smiles a cheesy grin and addresses the crowd.

“Ahh…so good to be back in the Kingdom. Miss me much?” Bruce rhetorically asks the crowd, ”I know, I know…all of you Tennessee hicks out there have been at a loss for what to do with your life, with my absence from Kingdom activities. But fear not…I am here once again, and thus once again, you may look to my life to guide you, to one day attempt to be as ‘epic’ as me.”

Naturally the crowd wastes no time in showing their true feelings for the ‘Epitome of Epic’ Bruce Hendrickson.

“Hey now… is that any way to treat a legend, such as myself. I’ve come here, to bring joy and motivation to your miserable lives, and this is the thanks I get for my hard work? Well then, maybe I should just pack up, and go somewhere else, where my talents would be appreciated.”

Bruce turns and walks toward the ring ropes, as the Tennessee crowd in attendance begins to shower him in cheers, finally ridding the Kingdom of this arrogant hypocrite once and for all.

“NANANANA NANANANA HEY HEY HEY…GOOD BYE! NANANANA NANANANA HEY HEY HEY…GOOD BYE! NANANANA NANANANA HEY HEY HEY…GOOD BYE!”

Bruce rolls his eyes at the crowd, then stops, raising the microphone back to his lips.

“Ha! You thought you could get rid of me that easily? Pfft, please. Well, I suppose there is one way to get rid of me…by seeing if there is someone in the back who is actually able to take this,” Bruce pats the European title on his shoulder, “from my grasp. But of course, that is an impossible feat. For I am the ‘Epitome of Epic’. I am, what every woman dreams of…and what every man fears. I…am Bruce Hendrickson.”

The crowd groans more at the baseless ego stroking that Bruce has become so accustomed to using.

“Oh, shut it. You can all go to hell. With that said, bring on my opponent, the man who will be just another victim on the long list of people who have tried to take my European title.”

Ike Rose: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the European Championship! Introducing first, in the ring, he stands 5’ 10”, and weighs in tonight at 220 pounds. From Anaheim, California, he is the European Champion…the ‘Epitome of Epic’…Bruce Hendrickson!

And his opponent for this evening…

Ike is cut off by the blaring sounds of Headstrong- Trapt entering the arena.

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Keith: I recognize that music…

Eric: Do you?

Keith: I do. I remember hearing it once or twice while I was watching an internet wrestling show, Wrestling Fire, or something of that nature.

Eric: …Pro Wrestling Fire?

Keith, Yeah, that’s it. This guy is a veteran of the PWF.
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Just as the commentators alluded to, the man walks out on the stage, his identity revealed as none other than PWF long-timer, Alex Kharne! Kharne produces a microphone and just as he is about to raise it, Bruce yells out to him, cutting the music off.

“Kharne!? What are you doing here, I thought you died like two years ago,” Bruce exclaimed!

“…Really, Bruce? I haven’t seen you in years, and the first thing you say to me, is an Edge rip-off?”

Alex rolls his eyes.

“I’m not fighting you, Kharne. I came here, to defend my title. I’m not having a war of words with my own brother! Besides, I already have an opponent planned, John Kin--”

“First off, it’s half brother, Bruce. We’re only related because your Dad married my Mom. Geez, it’s not like we’re of the same bloodline or anything. And it’s a good thing, too. Because I wouldn’t want to tarnish my name, with having to be identified as a full-on sibling with you. I shudder to think of that.”

“So, why are you here then, Kharne?”

“Me? It’s simple really. For weeks, you’ve gone around the KoP, throwing your weight around, talking a big game. Trying to look all impressive as you beat some no-name local competitors. Well, no more. I’m here to offer you a choice. All or nothing, so to speak.”

“Go on…”

“I am going to face you for the European Championship.”

“You? Pfft, you’ve got to be kidding. All I’d have to do is drag you by that commentator table over there, and it’d be all over for you.”

“Expected table reference is expected…however, allow me to finish. If I win, I will indeed get that European title. However, if I lose, you will retain that belt…and then be forced to sign a full on deal with the Kingdom of Pride. You won’t have your little ‘oh, I’m not a contracted superstar, so I can do whatever I want’ shtick, anymore.”

Bruce stops and thinks about the prospect for a moment.

“Alright. You’re on! I’m gonna put you through your last table…brother!”

“Good. I’m glad you aren’t afraid to take a risk ‘brother’.”

Kharne drops the microphone and runs down to the ring. When he slides in, the official calls for the bell.

*Ding Ding*

With the sound of the bell echoing throughout the arena, both Alex and Bruce slowly strategically approach the center of the ring. Alex takes the initiative and delivers a huge kick to the gut of Bruce, then grabs his head and starts the Chameleon Take-Down(Twist of Fate)!

But Bruce fights out of it with a quick elbow jab to the abdomen, pushing Alex back. Bruce then drops to a knee, and right as Alex looks up, he sees Bruce charging from his 3-Point Stance, knocking Alex flat on his arse! Bruce then positions himself on the right side of Kharne with his legs scissoring one of the Alex's arms. Bruce then grabs hold of the wrist of that arm, pulling it upwards, completing the execution of his seated armbar. Alex squirms and squeals, but in the end he manages to fight away from the beginnings of a dangerous hold, all the while Bruce gets back to his feet. He stops to give the crowd a cocky grin with both of his arms out stretched. Of course the Tennessee crowd returns his gesture with nothing more than a barrage of boos!

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Keith: Man, they really hate this guy!

Eric: Of course they do. This man symbolizes everything they want to be, but can’t quite reach on their own.

Keith: Whatever.

Eric: In short, Keith, it’s envy on their part.

Keith: …
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Bruce chuckles to himself, then braces one foot on the rope. He looks back at Kharne(who is just now standing up), he leaps off, turning himself in mid-air, aiming his foot at Kharne’s face! But Kharne responds with the Chameleon Kick(Maven-esque dropkick), catching Bruce right in his abdomen! Bruce simply falls to the mat. Alex sees the opportunity, and covers Bruce.

1!

2!

Kick out!

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Eric: That was close.

Keith: Yeah, we almost had a new European Champion right there.

Eric: Pfft, please. Alex Kharne? All Bruce has to do is show him a table and he’ll auto-win.

Keith: Again with the table comments? Why don’t we just put you through a table?

Eric:
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Alex gets up, and taunts his brother, saying “Yeah, now what? You almost lost to your younger brother!”

Bruce responds by just rolling over onto his back, holding his ribs from that huge dropkick. Alex sees this, and he knows Bruce is obviously hurt. But putting that aside, he climbs to the top rope and looks down at Bruce for one more moment. Perhaps with a slight distraction, he leaps off the turnbuckle, all or nothing, leading into the Ever-Change Flight(450 Splash)! And it connects…

…with Bruce Hendrickson’s knees! In one fluid motion, Bruce takes the captive form of Alex and rolls him through, into a small package cover;

1!

2!

3!

Ike Rose: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner and still the European Champion…he is the newest official member of the Kingdom of Pride roster…the ‘Epitome of Epic’ Bruce Hendrickson!

Any Means Necessary- Hammerfall plays as Bruce is helped to his feet by the official. He’s happy. He won. He thought to himself. Bruce points at the official and makes the universal motion ‘belt motion’ telling him he wants the official to put his title around his waist. The official shrugs, but does so. Bruce raises his arms in the air in celebration once more, before rolling out of the ring, much to the dismay of the crowd.

Bruce looks back at the ring, seeing the broken, battered remains of his brother, lying in the ring. Humiliated. Embarrassed. He just lost to his brother. How do you lose gracefully, to your older brother, of all people? Bruce just looks back at Kharne, shakes his head, and laughs.

“Maybe another time, Alex…maybe another time.”

And with that, Bruce Hendrickson walks off, leaving his brother in the ring, drawing this portion of the show to an end.

[Jeremy Sterling]

The lights dim down and the lights strobe yellow and green. The sound of a guitar from "Underdog" by Kasabian is heard and P.K. comes from the back. He stands at the top of stage and holds his arms out turning around and showing the words on the back of his black shirt, on the front their are eyes. The back reads "P.K. Sterling" and underneath are small print words "Jobber in the Making". He turns back around and looks at the camera giving it a wink and continues to walk down the ramp with a nonchalant expression. P.K. slaps the hands of the fans and then heads towards the apron. He leaps on top of it and brushes his hands against his nose. He grabs the ropes and leaps over them and then heads to the left turnbuckle. He puts his right leg on top of the top turnbuckle and looks off at the crowd. He leaps down and takes his shirt off and throws it on the ref's head. He plops down in his corner, sitting on the middle rope as he waits for his opponent.

Ike Rose: The following is a singles match-up scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 200 pounds, and hailing from Los Angeles, California…P.K. Jacob Sterling!

The house lights go down. They remain dark for five seconds while the electronic beginning of "Stronger" drone throughout the building. Then, as Kanye West's vocals begin, a spotlight shines down onto the entrance. Bathed in the sole shining light of the arena stands Nathan Neale, with his Panasonic in hand. He begins to walk down to the ring, taking his time to take in all the hate the fans are sending his way. He brings the Panasonic up to his face and looks through it, as the shot switches to what Neale sees. He zooms in on a few especially vocal fans, before stepping up to the ring apron. He climbs the nearest turnbuckle before zooming out and pointing the camera at himself, at which time a custom chyron that reads "NATHAN NEALE - _____", before jumping into the ring. He places the camera below the turnbuckles he just jumped from, and gets ready to fight as the shot switches back to the ringside cameras.

Ike Rose: And his opponent, weighing in at 210 pounds, and hailing from San Jose, California…Nathan Neale!

Keith Oswalt: Last week, PK Jacob-Sterling made an official challenge to anyone on the roster, and no one spoke up…so Nathan Neale, who just resigned with the company, spoke up!

Eric Witz: Neale was a Jersey-Shore knock-off when he first worked here, and I doubt now’s any different. Scrub.

Before the bell rings, Neale grabs a microphone.

Nathan Neale: Cut the music. Pride’s Star has a little something to say.

The music cuts, and Neale faces PK Sterling, who just seems eager to start the match.

Nathan Neale: Look buddy, I’m sure you’re excited and everything to get into the ring with a reality television show star. I can see you jumping up and down, almost pissing yourself at the thought…but I’m a little above your talent. Let’s just say that that “Brother Neale” knows all about how “awesome” you are, and all that noise. But I’ve got bigger ratings to make, so how about you scoot on out of the ring, and watch me make real history with a real-

Sterling has heard enough, and kicks Neale in the stomach, before hammering on him with a slew of fists!

Keith Oswalt: PK Jacob Sterling has heard enough!

Eric Witz: Me too. All that shit shoveling out of his mouth was making me sick.

Sterling continues his series of punches, and begins to throw in sets of kicks as well. He then runs back against the ropes, and as he charges Neale, Neale umps high into the air, and Sterling slides under him. Sterling grabs him by the waist, but Neale fires back an elbow, before running against the ropes, and rebounding right into a jumping leg lariat! Neale grabs his nose, and as Sterling goes for a kick, Neale sits back, ducking it. He then flips back onto his feet, and dodges another kick from Sterling, before responding with a kick, and then a dropkick to Sterling’s head as he leans over in pain. Neale pauses, and smiles for the cameras, before lifting up Sterling and hitting a few kicks on him. He then backs up, and charges Sterling, but Sterling ducks, and sends Neale onto the apron. He tries to grab Sterling, but Sterling fires back with a high superkick right to Neale’s face, knocking him off the apron!

Keith Oswalt: What a kick from PK Jacob-Sterling! These two men are moving at an incredible speed, and it’s amazing they’re able to match each other.

Eric Witz: The only thing about this match is that it needs to speed up. I’m tired of watching Neale!

Keith Oswalt: Can you keep your comments about Neale to yourself? This is a good match here!

Just as Neale gets up, Sterling launches himself over the top rope, but Neale dodges it, causing Sterling to crash against the mats! Neale then hops back into the ring, and uses the ropes to send himself out of the ring, hitting a huge mushroom stomp on Sterling! The crowd lightly applauds him, but he stands up and smacks a bag of popcorn from a nearby fan’s hands! He yells “The show’s right here!” before throwing Sterling back into the ring. He gets back on the apron, but gets kicked in the stomach before he can do anything else. As he’s leaning over the ropes, Sterling hops on the second turnbuckle, and hops off, hitting a jumping knee strike right against the temple of Neale! Neale falls back into the ring, and begins to twitch a bit, before he gets pinned by Sterling…

1…

2…

Kickout by Neale!

Sterling lifts up Neale, and kicks him in the stomach, before going for the P.K.O (Frontflip DDT), but Neale steps back. Sterling manages to barely land on his feet, and Neale runs against the ropes. Both men collide off the rebound, and Sterling goes for a high kick, but Neale ducks it. He grabs Sterling for a German suplex, but Sterling flips over him in midair! Before Neale can react, Sterling flips over him and hits him with a stunner! Neale stumbles, and as Sterling runs against the ropes, Neale ducks a running kick, and responds with his own roundhouse kick. Both men go down, the quick pace of the match-up wearing them down immensely.

Eric Witz: You know, I bet if Lady Gag had a male version, Neale would hit it. Just sayin’.

Keith Oswalt: Will you stop this blatant hatred for Neale?!?

Eric Witz: Fine…if he wins…

Both men slowly get up, and begin to throw punches, followed by chops, seeing how much the other can take. Finally, Neale ducks a punch, and pushes Sterling into the referee, momentarily blinding him. Sterling then charges Neale, but Neale drops down and low blows him! He then hits Sterling with the Laguna Beach Driver(vertical suplex into fisherman brainbuster)! He pins Sterling…

1..

2..

Kickout by Sterling!

Neale swears to himself, before lifting up Sterling, and pushing him into the corner. He hits Sterling with multiple forearm shots, before jogging to the other end of the ring. He runs at Sterling and jumps up, but Sterling dodges it, and Neale crashes headfirst into the turnbuckle. Sterling runs at the turnbuckle, jumps off it, and hits a Tornado DDT on Neale! Both men are barely moving, but Sterling gets up first. He climbs up on the top turnbuckle, but Neale gets up, and runs against the ropes, causing Sterling to slip and fall right onto the turnbuckle. Neale then gets up on the turnbuckle, and tires to hit a Superplex on Sterling, but Sterling hits him in the stomach, before hitting the Puroresu FTW!!! (Wrist Clutch Exploder Suplex from the top rope) on Neale!!! Sterling desperately pins him…

1..

2..

3-Kickout by Neale!

Keith Oswalt: You have to respect Neale after kicking out of that incredible move!

Eric Witz: Not really, but I’ll just smile and nod to make you feel better.

Sterling stands up, and signals for the end! He lifts up Neale, kicks him in the gut, and hits him with the SMG (Suplex Lift Spinning Facebuster)! He pins Neale...

1...

2...

3!

Ike Rose: Here is your winner, with a time of 6 minutes and 55 second...PK Jacob-Sterling!

Keith Oswalt: These two men moved at lightening speeds, but it was Mr. Jacob-Sterling that moved just a pinch quicker.

Eric Witz: Neale failed. Again. Shame.

Sterling stands up, and has his hand raised in the air, as Neale slams both his hands down on the canvas in anger. The scene fades to black

[Jeremy Sterling]

The scene opens backstage with the camera zooming in on Katie Chang who is talking urgently with Josh Eagles.

Katie Chang: Josh this is important, this client could land us literally millions of dollars.

Josh Eagles: I am aware you keep saying that and that is why you should go, I can't do it.

Katie puts her hands on her hips and looks at Josh clearly angry.

Katie Chang: Josh you promised me that you were going to try and pay more attention to this company, try and focus more one getting your business back together.

Josh Eagles: I have been Katie, I've spent more time focusing on that then my career and now I've put things into place to allow me to take the time to focus on the Kingdom of Pride. I love this company and I want to give it my all, I have a bleeding cage match against Adam Abel tonight that I have to win and when I do I have another step in mind that is going to take even more of my time.

Katie Chang: What is that?

Josh Eagles: I am going after the belt Katie. I don't know how I am going to manage it, how I am going to earn it ... but I want a chance to face off for a title one more time.

Katie says nothing and just stares at Josh dumbfounded.

Josh Eagles: Ever since I have come back to wrestling I've been trying to re-establish my career, I've fought through thick and thin and I want to make it worth something. I want to be a champion for the people of the KoP ... I want to be the man I never was before. This is something that is important to me, something I have to do.

Katie continues to stare at him but finally just nods her head yes when suddenly the lights in the hall go out and there is a rustling that can be heard.

Katie Chang: What's going on?

Josh Eagles: Power failure maybe?

After a moment more the lights come back on and the first thing that we see on the screen on the wall in dark red paint is …

'I STILL KNOW SECRETS THAT WILL NEVER BE KEPT

'

Katie Chang: Josh what is that?

Josh seems to be frozen reading the words and Katie pokes him trying to get his attention.

Katie Chang: Does that mean something to you?

Josh Eagles: Hmmm? ... No, I ... no I don't know.

Katie Chang: I'm creeped, let's get our of here.

Josh nods his head but keeps looking back at the wall as he walks away.

[Jeremy Sterling]

"Straight Out Of Line" by Godsmack sounds throughout the arena and the crowd erupt into a chorus of immense cheers as Steve Martyn strolls out from behind the curtain out onto the ramp. He acknowledges the crowd response with an arrogant smirk before starting his walk down the ramp, along the way he slaps hands with most fans and just generally continues to look quite smug. Upon reaching the ring he slides under the bottom rope and wonders towards one of the far turnbuckles, he climbs it and poses for the crowd, which produces another huge reaction before jumping down and getting ready for action.

Ike Rose: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit! Introducing first, from New York, weighing in at 245 pounds, Steve Martyn!

”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 his opponent, from Munich, Germany by way of Samoa, weighing in at 330 pounds, accompanied to the ring by Kaja Reinhardt and Balraj, representing Der Krieg Maschinen, Somba!

Keith Oswalt: After watching Martyn get thrown around the ring last week, I think this very well be his death tonight.

Eric Witz: With a guy Somba’s size, I wouldn’t be that surprised if he decided to try cannibalism tonight.

Keith Oswalt: You have a very twisted mind.

Finally, the bell rings and Steve Martyn attempts to engage in a tie up with Somba, however as he approaches Somba, Somba violently lashes out and drives the point of his thumb into Martyn’s throat, knocking Martyn to the ground. Following up on his attack, Somba pummels Martyn with several brutal fists to his face before finally lifting him up with a double handed choke. Putting him on his feet, Somba finally again grabs Martyn by the throat and chokes him as he throws him in the corner. Here Somba delivers several brutal chops to Martyn, having his chest glow a bright red. Finally, after delivering several of these chops, Somba again drives his thumb into Martyn’s throat, making him fall to the ground in the corner.

Keith Oswalt: This is brutal, very hard to watch.

Eric Witz: Are you kidding me? This is awesome!

Keith Oswalt: Again, you have a very, very sick mind.

Eric Witz: I know, don’t you love it?

Walking away from Martyn silently and emotionlessly, Somba looks at him before finally charging at him and driving his knees into Martyn’s sternum, nearly crushing his rib cage in the process. After dishing out these brutal moves, Somba finally lifts Martyn back to his feet by his throat before doing several palm thrusts to his stomach to double Martyn over. After doing this, Somba lifts Martyn up and powerbombs him spine first into the turnbuckles! Falling to the mat in pain, Martyn lays here, however Somba seems not yet done as he again lifts Martyn up off of the mat before giving him a snake eyes on the corner and dropping him out with a brutal hangman’s neckbreaker. After having cracked Martyn’s neck over his shoulder, Somba wastes little time as he lifts him back up and one last time spikes his thumb into Martyn’s windpipe, but before Martyn can fall to the mat, Somba hits him with the Samoan Driver (Tiger Frosion)! Instantly following this, Somba attempts to lift Martyn again up to his feet, but referee Chris Owens pushes Somba away, trying to tell him that he’s ruled the match a knock out victory for Somba.

Ike Rose: Here is your winner, via knockout, at 2 minutes and 5 seconds, Somba!

Eric Witz: Knockout!? What’s that bullshit! I wanted Somba to murder him!

Keith Oswalt: Do you really want to see Pride close down?

Eric Witz: Controversy creates cash, Keith. A murder could be just what we need.

After having decimated Steve Martyn, Somba blinks emotionlessly as he exit’s the ring and follows Kaja Reinhardt to the back.

[Jeremy Sterling]

“It’s My Life” plays throughout the arena and 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 in the distance with intensity.

Ike Rose: The following contest is scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 230 pounds, and hailing from Ontario, Canada…Johnny Noble!

Keith Oswalt: Oh, this match is sure to be a hard hitting contest. We learned just recently that Dru The Merc was angered with Johnny Noble’s attack on Chris Strike recently, and demanded a match against him to honor his associate.

Eric Witz: This kid has quickly become one of my favorites. He’s ruthless, arrogant, and can back it up. Just ask around. Justin Kaard? Chris Strike? Both gone because of the bosses’ little brother. I love it.

The fans in attendance begin to raise their heads to attention as "Awesome" by Plies begins to play throughout the arena and the smoke begins to trail around the arena, red and blue lights wafting around, and a sound like police sirens echoing.

I'm on my New York Shit,
I think I'm hot son!
White girls staring at me looking like she lost somethin'!
I don't kno what her problem is,
I hope she fuckin' say somethin'!
Asked her what da problem?
She said "You're fuckin' awesome!"

Dru Tha Merc begins to walk down the ramp, rocking bulletproof vest and baseball cap, leaning to the left and high-fiving a few fans. He leans to the right, and is about to high-five a few fans as well, before he decides the better of it, and pulls a 'too slow' on a little kid, and begins walking to the ring. A chuckle leaving him.

Ike Rose: Making his way to the ring, from Tampa Bay, Florida... At 6'8", weighing 298 lbs... He is DRU... THA.... MMEEERRCCC!

Jus bought a drop top!
Feel like I'm in L.A.!
Everybody watchin' me,
Feel like I'm da movie!
Homie got his first block,
Took it from an Oe yay!
Judge asked me who da shooter?
Told him "No comprende!"
Few dudes gotta whack,
Certain names, can't say.
Streets won't hire him,
Him have no resume.

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 off 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, as Johnny Noble stares him down.

Eric Witz: Knock him out Johnny!

Keith Oswalt: Preferably not. Downsizing is…well, a bit of a bitch.

The bell rings, and both men cautiously begin to circle up. Dru goes in for a lock-up, but Noble moves behind him, and quickly lifts the much bigger man into the air before slamming him down with a takedown! He tries to hold in a headlock, but Dru forces himself up, and pushes off Noble. Both men seem amazed at the other’s strength, before locking up again. Once again, Noble is simply pushed to the ground, and the crowd yells as Dru “bitch gonna get smashed!” at Noble. Noble smirks himself, and the two go right back to locking up, but this time, Noble moves behind him, and pushes Dru into the turnbuckle, before backing up, yelling “Not so big now?” which causes Dru to charge him, only to get hit with an arm drag. Dru gets up, but falls victim to another arm drag. Dru gets up, and Noble nearly falls going for another one, but this time, Dru charges him, and knocks Noble out of the ring with a running big boot!

Keith Oswalt: Impressive feats of strength from both men, but Dru definitely knocked some of the ego from Johnny Noble with that kick!

Eric Witz: That’s okay. When Johnny gets back on his feet, he’ll knock the…er…black out of Dru. Yeah, the black!

Dru gets out of the ring, and quickly begins to hammer on Noble, who responds with a few of his own punches. However, Dru nails him in the stomach with a knee, and throws him back into the ring, following him quickly. He pushes Noble into a corner, and Irish Whips him, but as Dru charges him, Noble moves out of the way. Dru slams into the turnbuckle, and Noble hits him with a quick backbreaker. Dru falls back into the turnbuckle, and quickly begins to be assaulted by Noble, who hits him with a flurry of punches and kicks. He lifts up Dru, but Dru kicks him in the stomach, and lifts Noble high into the air, causing him to kick about, but to no avail! He walks over to the ropes, and throws Noble to the mats below! Dru then yells “THAT’S FOR CHRIS, PASTY-FACE!”

Noble appears nearly unconscious, as he’s barely moving at all. Dru then gets out of the ring, and lifts up Noble, before slamming his face into the nearby steel steps! Noble stumbles about, dazed beyond belief, before being thrown back into the ring. Dru then gets back in the ring, and nails Noble with the Bay Area Chokeslam (Chokeslam)! He pins Noble…

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Kickout by Noble!

Keith Oswalt: Dru is just massacring Johnny here. I think Chris Strike is sitting at home, smiling as he watches this.

Eric Witz: Yeah, I’m sure he’s having a fun time while changing the million bandages from the scars Johnny gave him, Sounds like a real fun night of the town.

Dru stands up, and pulls Noble up, and Irish Whips him. Noble rebounds, and slides under Dru’s big boot. As Dru turns around he’s nailed with a cutter! He gets up quickly, holding his face in pain, and gets a few hard chops from Noble. He backs Dru into a corner, and continues his aggressive strikes, but Dru hits him with another knee to the gut, before knocking him down to the canvas again. He picks up Noble, and places him in the corner, before charging him…but Noble moves, and Dru goes right into the corner post! He grabs his shoulder in pain, and Noble runs at him, hitting a running dropkick on his shoulder, sending him against the ropes! Dru barely stays in the ring, and Noble pulls him forward, before twisting that shoulder, and then dropping him with a DDT! Noble makes the pinfall…

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Kickout by Dru!

Eric Witz: The merc is staying alive!

Keith Oswalt: I do suppose that’s what they’re best at.

Eric Witz: I don’t expect you to know about his rough lifestyle he and I share. I’m sure to feel bad when you wash your hands, killing the germs on them.

Noble lifts up Dry, and tries to go for the “Shis Shit Hurts” (Spinning Spike Piledriver), but Dru lifts himself up, sending Noble over hi, but Noble does manage to land on his feet. Noble then runs off the ropes, and Dru turns just in time to hit Noble with a Lou Thesz press, followed by several forearms to the face as the crowd goes wild! He lifts up Noble, and goes for the “Gunshine State Of Mind” (Bearhug Exploder Suplex), but Noble headbutts Dru in air! As Dru tries to retaliate, he throws a fist at Noble, but Noble catches in and locks in the End of Show (Crippler Crossface)!!! Dru’s shoulder is in an immense amount of pain, and he reaches for the ropes. However, Noble uses his legs to put distance between him and the ropes! Dru is close to tapping, but before he does, Raymond Caravelle runs down the stage! He gets ringside, and the referee begins to yell at him to back! As he’s doing this, Dru begins to tap!

Keith Oswalt: Dru’s tapping, but Johnny Noble’s own manager is screwing him over!!!

Eric Witz: This is so not going to look good on Raymond’s pay check!

Dry continues to tap, and Noble notices the referee. He gets up, and begins to yell at Raymond, and the two get into a shouting match! As they are, Dru barely manages to pull himself up, and just as Noble turns around, he’s lifted up in the Gunshine Grasp (Bearhug)! Noble yells out in pain, but slams his hands into Dru’s weak shoulder, causing him to drop Noble and grab onto his shoulder. Noble then quickly hits the “This Shit Hurts!” He pins Dru…

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Ike Rose: Here is your winner, with a time of 10 minutes and 14 seconds…Johnny Noble!

Eric Witz: Looks like Chris Strike gets to sulk more. His merc couldn't get the job done.

Keith Oswalt: Wait a second...

Noble stands up, but just as he does, a man barely hops over the guard rail. He has crutches, and a few bandages on his few...but the camera identifies him as Chris Strike! He gets into the ring, and takes a crutch. Before Noble can turn around to see him, he's blasted with a crutch to the back! Strike begins to beat him angrily, as the crowd goes wild!

Keith Oswalt: Chris Strike is getting his revenge for being taken out by Johnny Noble weeks ago!

Eric Witz: What's that cripple doing here!?! So much for the crutches, you PHONEY!

After a few shots, Noble rolls out of the ring. Strike lifts the crutch into the air in vicory, yelling at Noble, who is shocked to see him. The scene fades to black.

[Jeremy Sterling]

Following Johnny Noble’s victory, the scene switches to backstage where Bruce Hendrickson can be seen standing, grinning. As he stands backstage, Kurt Noble finally walks up to Hendrickson.

Kurt Noble: Here’s your contract Bruce, just sign the dotted line.

Rolling his eyes at Kurt Noble, Bruce blindly signs the contract before cockily asking Kurt Noble who he gets to face next week.

Bruce Hendrickson: So “boss” who do I get to beat next week? Anybody good?

Seeming to be annoyed by Hendrickson’s arrogance, Kurt Noble responds to Hendrickson.

Kurt Noble: First off, I wouldn’t be so sure you’ll be beating anybody next week. But, to answer your question, next week you’ll be facing off against P.K. Jacob-Sterling. I’m sure he’ll be more than happy to give you a beating.

Bruce Hendrickson: P.K. Who? Come on, Noble, give me some real competition!

Kurt Noble: Prove yourself next week, and I will.

Before allowing Hendrickson to respond, Noble finally takes the contract from Hendrickson’s hand and walking back towards his locker.

Bruce Hendrickson: What a prick.

Finally, the scene fades back to the ring.

[Jeremy Sterling]

“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 fall and is to be contested under Hardcore Rules and is for the Kingdom of Pride Syndicate Championship! Introducing first, from Saint Paul, Minnesota, weighing in at 185 pounds, Kid Flanagan!

'Remedy' by Cold plays and Stephen Callaway and Missy step through the curtain. They stand back to back Callaway does a V1 prayer with his nose between his first two fingers, Missy holds her hands together in a gun shape like Charlie's Angels. The moment the two have got their taunt in place the smoke machine sends a cloud upwards behind them. As they walk to the ring, Callaway does his best to look intimidating while Missy walks, almost dancing behind him. Callaway walks up the steps and through the ropes while Missy sits on the turnbuckles and rolls in like Beth Phoenix. Once in the ring they stand side by side, Callaway doing his V1 Prayer and Missy holding her two pinkies together in the shape of an S.

Ike Rose: And his opponent, from Sacramento, California, accompanied to the ring by Missy, weighing in at 234 pounds, Stephen Callaway!

Keith Oswalt: This match is sure to be brutal, Callaway has an absolute hate for Flanagan, and I’m sure he’ll go to all lengths to not just beat him, but to hurt him.

Eric Witz: And that’s the beauty of it all. Callaway has no rules, no limits, nothing stopping him from physically maiming Kid Flanagan.

As the bell rings, Flanagan and Callaway circle around each other before Flanagan finally charges towards Callaway, however instead of engaging in a lock up, Callaway quickly slides out of the ring, holding his arms up away from Flanagan. Shaking his head at Callaway, Flanagan finally runs back to the ropes as Callaway turns around and talks to Missy. Finally, as Callaway is talking to Missy, Missy sees Flanagan jump over the top rope and she quickly pushes Callaway out of the way taking the suicide dive on herself. Shocked that he had attacked Missy, Kid attempts to apologize to Missy, but before he can do anything, Stephen Callaway slams a chair over the back of his head!

Before Kid can drop to the ground, Callaway quickly picks him back up and tosses the chair back into the ring as he lifts Kid off of the ground and grabs him by the back of the head before slamming his head into the steel ring post. Trying to bust Kid’s head open, Callaway again slams Flanagan’s head into the ring post. After having done this twice, Callaway finally rolls Kid into the ring before looking at Missy who is still on the ground. Shaking his head at her, Callaway rolls himself into the ring but as he does this, Flanagan has already got back up to his feet and delivers a few stomps to Stephen’s back. After the stomps, Flanagan lifts Callaway back up to his feet before pushing him to the corner and choking him for a little bit before delivering a stiff chop to Callaway’s chest. After doing this, Flanagan hit’s a snapmare, throwing Callaway down in front of him. Following up with the snapmare, Flanagan hops to the second rope before hoping off the ropes and driving his knee into Callaway’s back!

Keith Oswalt: Innovative offense by Flanagan there! He’s not using any weapons, but he’s sure doing damage to Callaway despite it.

Eric Witz: Those repeated head bashes into the ring post probably just knocked some sense into Flanagan. Callaway needs to realize to stay away from Flanagan’s head, especially if he doesn’t want Flanagan to attack him.

Following the knee drive, Flanagan gets back to a standing position and walks in front of Callaway delivering a brutal kick to his chest, knocking him down to the mat. After doing this, Flanagan goes for a quick cover,

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Kick out! Despite the kick out, Flanagan lifts Callaway back up to his feet and here delivers a few punches to Callaway before whipping him off to the ropes and as Callaway bounces back, Flanagan catches him with a big dropkick. Falling back to the mat, Flanagan stays on top of Callaway and quickly puts Flanagan in a side headlock. Trying to make Callaway pass out, Flanagan continuously torques Callaway’s head. However, despite the intense pressure being applied by Flanagan, Callaway is able to stir some energy up as he begins to get up to his feet. Once at his feet, Callaway delivers a few elbows to Flanagan before finally backing him to the ropes and throwing him off. As Flanagan runs to the ropes, Callaway turns to Missy on the outside, having recovered from her fall, and tells her to hand him the chair, which she quickly obliges to do. Taking the chair, Callaway turns around and swings the chair, bashing it over Flanagan’s head!

Eric Witz: Stay away from the head! You’re going to make Flanagan smarter!

Keith Oswalt: I don’t think Flanagan’s going to recover after a brutal chair shot like that.

Following the massive chair shot, Callaway goes for a cover on Flanagan,

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Kick out!

Unable to believe Flanagan was able to kick out, Callaway slams his hands to the mat before grabbing the steel chair and putting it in a seated position in the corner before lifting Flanagan up to his feet. After doing this, Callaway lifts Flanagan up to his shoulders and is prepared to drive him through the chair, however before he is able to do anything, Flanagan slips down through Callaway’s arms and pulls Callaway’s head back putting him in an inverted DDT. However, from this position, Kid Flanagan shows off an amazing strength by muscling Callaway up onto his shoulders before dropping Callaway out and hitting him with the Kid Wins (FU) through the chair! Following this, Flanagan does appear to be quite done yet as he drags Callaway to the center of the ring and grabs the crippled chair before putting Callaway’s legs into the chair and putting Callaway into Da Tapper (Walls of Jericho)! Holding Callaway in this sick hold for several seconds, Callaway finally grinds his teeth as he taps out!

Ike Rose: Here is your winner, and new Kingdom of Pride Syndicate Champion, via submission, at 6 minutes and 17 seconds, Kid Flanagan!

Keith Oswalt: Kid did it! He’s the new Syndicate champion!

Eric Witz: Somewhere in Germany, Delikado is shaking his head.

In the ring, referee Chris Owens raises Kid Flanagan’s arm and awards him the Kingdom of Pride Syndicate championship. Grinning following his first championship victory, Kid Flanagan exit’s the ring proudly holding his newly won championship.

[Jeremy Sterling]

The camera switches back to the ring, where Ike Rose is standing.

Ike Rose: The following match-up is a singles match scheduled for one-fall!

Tommy enters the arena to Eye of the Tiger by Survivor begins to play he is wearing a white cotton robe, the hood is hoisted on his head. His hands are taped as well as his feet, he moves forward a few feet, raises his arms as Hero begins to play. He does a 360 degree spin while holding his arm in the air. He brings his hands to his mouth, kisses them, places both arms across his chest to form an X, and than begins to make his way toward the ring. Following behind him several feet is his mentor Nick Hill.

Ike Rose: Introducing first, weighing in at 265 pounds, and hailing from Camden, New Jersey…accompanied by Nick Hill…Tommy Har-

Suddenly, Obscene runs through the curtains, and blasts Tommy Hargrove with a steel chair from behind! Nick Hill turns, just in time to be blasted as well!

Keith Oswalt: What in the Hell?!? Obscene just blindsided Tommy Hargrove…again!

Eric Witz: Fool me once, shame on you…well, we know who’s the fool this time around.

Just before the bell rings, Obscene throws the chair away. The bell then officially rings, and Obscene begins to stomp on Tommy, before getting down and slamming his head into the steel ramp! He yells at Tommy, before dragging him down the ramp. Using all his force, he Irish Whips Tommy into the stairs, causing him to slam right into them! Tommy grabs his back in pain, but has little time to react before Obscene runs forward, and hits a low dropkick on him into the steps! The referee yells at Obscene, threatening to disqualify him, but he pleads innocent, and rolls into the ring to break his count. He then watches as the referee continues his count for Tommy, who isn’t moving much. The referee gets to seven, and Tommy begins to move. At eight, he pulls himself up, and into the ring, barely avoiding the count!

Keith Oswalt: Obscene’s plan to get the drop on Tommy Hargrove has failed! Tommy’s actually in this match, and that’s a damn good thing!

Eric Witz: Awesome. We get to watch the cow get slaughtered.

Obscene angrily begins to stomp down Tommy, relentlessly driving his boot into Tommy’s throat. He lifts up Tommy, and Irish Whips him into a corner. However, as he charges, Tommy brings his shoulder forward, slamming right into Obscene and throwing him off balance! Obscene stumbles back, and goes to charge Tommy again, but the big man runs at him, and takes him down, before going on his own relentless bit of punches! Obscene covers up, but Tommy brings him back up. He grabs Obscene, and hits him with an release exploder suplex that sends Obscene flying halfway across the ring! He grabs his back in pain, and Tommy pulls him forward, before pinning him…

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Kickout by Obscene!

Tommy brings Obscene up again, but he jumps up, and rakes Tommy’s eyes, before bailing out of the ring! He looks at Tommy, before yelling “Fuck this, fatso!” He then begins to go up the steel ramp!

Keith Oswalt: Wait…Obscene is leaving!

Eric Witz: Good! He doesn’t have to put up with this shit! He didn’t agree to this!

Keith Oswalt: Yes he did! Someone stop this!

Obscene continues to walk up the ramp, and after a few moments, gets counted out!

Ike Rose: Here is your winner, with a time of 3 minutes and 54 seconds…Tommy Hargrove!

Suddenly, before he can get any further, “Dance with the Devil” plays, and Kurt Noble walks out, a microphone in hand. He does NOT look happy.

Kurt Noble: You are going to stop RIGHT there Obscene! You and I have known each other for years, so you should know, better than anyone, that when I set a policy, is stays enforced. See, I made this match knowing that it would end this cat and mouse game you two have been playing…so I’m going to let the chase end tonight. This match is going to continue, only there will be no count-outs, and falls count anywhere n the building! Ring the bell!

Obscene is in utter shock, and he yells vehemently at Noble, who doesn’t seem to care at all.

Keith Oswalt: Yes! Even if Obscene runs out now, falls count anywhere in the building. There’s no-where left to run!

Eric Witz: Run Obscene! Jump in the damn river or something!

Before Obscene can go another step, he’s grabbed by Nick Hill, who then drags him, and throws him back into the ring with Tommy! The crowd goes wild as Obscene stands up, and faces Tommy…and then gets down on his knees and begs! However, it does little, as Tommy backhands him, and then begins to brutalize him. He lifts up Obscene, and Irish Whips him, before dropping him with a spinebuster. Tommy lifts Obscene back up, but Obscene fires some shots into his stomach. Obscene runs against the ropes, and ducks a clothesline by Tommy, before going down, and low-blowing him!!! The refreee calls for the bell again!

Ike Rose: Here is your winner, with a time of 1 minute and 3 seconds…Tommy Hargrove!

Keith Oswalt: NO!!! NO, NO, NO!

Keith Oswalt: Yes! Show them how it’s done Obscene!

”Dance with the Devil” plays again, and this time, Noble looks more furious than before!

Kurt Noble: Alright Obscene, you want to play like this? Fine! I’m going to restart this match-up, no count-outs, falls count anywhere, and no disqualifications, but if you attempt to end it in a way that I find unsatisfactory, you’ll be fired on the spot. Start it again…for the last time.

Obscene is beyond outraged, and he looks over at Tommy in the corner, before running at him and kicking him in the face. He lifts up Tommy, and goes for a Tornado DDT, but Tommy holds on, and ends up dumping Obscene over the top rope! He hits the mats hard, and before he can get up, Tommy runs against the ropes, and jumps over them, right into Obscene!!!

Eric Witz: The manatee just flew!!!

Keith Oswalt: What a dive by Tommy Hargrove!

Both men are down, as the crowd chants “HOLY SHIT!” over and over. They begin to stir, with Tommy being a bit quicker to his feet. He grabs Obscene, lifts him high into the air, and drops him face first onto the guard rail! Obscene stumbles about, and bumps into the stairs, as Tommy charges him…but as he does, Obscene goes down, and hits a drop toe hold on Tommy, slamming his face right into the steel steps! Tommy appears knocked out, and Obscene limps over towards the apron, and gets back into the ring. He hops onto the top turnbuckle, and jumps over the steel post, hitting a top rope leg drop on Tommy’s neck, right into the steel!!! The crowd is ecstatic, and Obscene rolls Tommy onto his back, and throws one hand over him…

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Keith Oswalt: For God’s sakes, Tommy Hargrove is a the toughest son of a bitch in Pride for kicking out of that!

Eric Witz: His neck fat shielded him from the-

Keith Oswalt: Oh shut your fucking mouth already about his weight!

Obscene is in pure shock, and he gets up, holding his leg in pain, unable to think about what to do next. He tries to pull up Tommy, but the smaller man can’t. Instead, he begins to search under the ring, and pulls out…bolt cutters! He grins, as he looks down at Tommy, and yells “Time to get slim!” The crowd is in shock, as he rolls him over, and looks to try and cut him with the bolt cutters! However, as he does, Tommy takes a shot at Obscene’s injured leg, and another, and another, until Obscene falls. Tommy pulls himself up, looking incredibly dazed, but he attempts to regain his focus. He lifts up Obscene, and throws him head first into the steel post! Obscene stumbles about, and leans against the announcer’s table for support. Tommy begins to hit Obscene, before lifting him up for The Tommy Gunn (Stalling German suplex)! However, before he can hit it, Obscene rakes him in the eyes again! Tommy stumbles about, and Obscene hits an enziguri on him, sending Tommy against the edge of the table!

Eric Witz: I don’t like where this is going…

Keith Oswalt: Move Tommy!

Obscene, with his leg in immense pain, rolls back into the ring, and gets on the top turnbuckle. He turns around…before moonsaulting off! But, at the very last moment, Tommy lunges forward, avoiding the moonsault, and causing Obscene to crash right into the table, breaking it!!!

Eric Witz: He broke the damn table!

Tommy wastes little time, using his newfound speed to lift up Obscene, drag him over towards the stairs, and hitting the Tommy Gunn on Obscene right into steel steep steps from earlier! He pins Obscene…

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Ike Rose: Finally, here is your winner, with a time of 9 minutes and 14 seconds…Tommy Hargrove!

Keith Oswalt: What a brutal contest. I’ll never, in my life, forget that it was Tommy Hargrove’s speed that saved him in this match-up. Obscene tried two times to take the easy way out, but Mr. Noble made sure the right calls were made.

Eric Witz: I don’t like this…not at all. The white whale lives another day…

Nick Hill rushes to Tommy’s aid, but he stands up, holding his hand high, as the cameras fade to black…

[Jeremy Sterling]

[Reserved for JDP Segment]

[Jeremy Sterling]

The camera zomes back into the ring, as the cage begins to lower. The crowd goes ecstatic with cheers!

Ike Rose: The following match-up is a steel cage match-up! This match can be one in one of three ways: pinfall, submission, or escaping the cage!

Keith Oswalt: Well ladies and gentlemen…it’s time for the steel cage match! Pride has had a history of gruesome cage matches, from Blade’s gruesome cage matches against Chris Cage to Kurt Noble winning his first ever World Title in a cage match!

Eric Witz: I’m hoping these two beat any past cage matches Pride’s ever seen. God knows they hate each other enough to do so.

Keith Oswalt: Both Adam Abel and Josh Eagles have been rivals for years, and have hated each other from their first days here in Pride. Tonight, they could arguably end many, many months of hatred right here in the steel cage!

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 looking at the steel cage. He walks into the door, and looks at the steel walls.

Ike Rose: Introducing first, weighing in at 185 pounds, and hailing from Boston, Massachusetts…Adam Abel!

Keith Oswalt: This cage match was designed specifically so that Christian Kane couldn’t interfere with the decision of the match-up.

Eric Witz: Don’t forget about Adam Abel running out on a match with Josh Eagles last month. There’s no running tonight. Just a bloody, gruesome fight.

"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. He eyes Abel, and the two enemies stare one another down. Eagles gets into the ring, and the door is closed behind him.

Ike Rose: And his opponent, weighing in at 195 pounds, and hailing from Oshawa, Ontario… Josh Eagles!

Both men after one another down as the bell ring. They get eye to eye, and both men smirk…before throwing punches! They wildly swing at one another, and Abel gains the advantage, hitting Eagles with a kick. He goes for a high kick, but Eagles dodges it, and runs against the ropes, but rebounds straight into a German suplex off his missed clothesline! Abel lifts up Eagles, and Irish Whips him, trying to pull him back. However, Eagles counters it, and brings up his foot against, already going for the “Impact Asylum”, but Abel rolls back, breaking the move. He runs at Eagles, but Eagles stops him, and tries to lock in the Walls of Joshico (Liontamer), but Abel kicks him off again! Eagles rapidly charges the downed Abel, but Abel uses his feet to launch a charging Eagles, back first, into the steel cage! Abel stands up, and as Eagles holds onto the ropes, Abel charges him, and dropkicks Eagles in the steel wall!

Keith Oswalt: Good God, Abel these two men haven’t wasted any time. They’re already using the cage as a weapon against one another!

Eric Witz: Someone doesn’t walk out of this match. I guarantee it.

Abel begins to fiercely kick Eagles s he’s on the ground, before lifting Eagles, and slamming his head into a nearby turnbuckle. He lays into Eagles with his kicks, before Eagles grabs Abel, and slams him into the corner. Eagles begins to lay into Abel with absolutely relentless sets of knees, each one getting more aggressive. He Irish Whips Abel, but Abel reverses the move. Abel charges him , but Eagles ducks, and Abel stops himself right before his head hits the cage. He turns around, and gets nailed with a stiff elbow to the face. Eagles then backs up, and charges Abel in the corner, but Abel flapjacks Eagles upwards, and his face slams right into the cage! Eagles barely lands on the top rope, holding his face in pain, and Abel hits him with a German suplex off the top rope! Abel stands up, and drags Eagles up in the DDT position. He lifts Eagles slightly into the air, and slams the top of his head into the cage for the DDT! Abel pulls Eagles up, and slams his face into the cage one more time, not even grinning at the pain he’s inflicted upon his enemy. He manages to pull Eagles back up once more, but Eagles breaks his hold, and begins to hit a few punches on Abel, ignoring the assault he just took, before following it up with a snap suplex.

Eagles rolls his hips, and brings Abel up, hitting him with another suplex. He goes for a third, but Abel knees him in the stomach. Abel then grabs Eagles, and goes for the sliced bread 32…but in midair, Eagles turns, and slams Abel knee-first into the cage!!! Abel drops, twitching like crazy, as Eagles gets up, and begins to climb the cage. He gets midway up, before Abel gets up, and slams into his back. He stands up on the top rope, and brings his leg up, kicking Eagles face right into the cage! He falls off, and Abel then climbs up a bit higher. He positions his feet in-between two holes in the steel wires, and backflips off, hitting a Lionsault on Eagles!

Keith Oswalt: Adam Abel has made an extreme use of the cage in this match-up, with a prime example being the cage-assisted Lionsault right there!

Eric Witz: Eagles has held his own though. He can fight through this, just like he did earlier with those snap suplexes.

Both men are down, their bodies exhausted from the brutal match. They both slowly get up, and Abel throws a punch, but Eagles catches it, and throws his own. He begins to throw even more, but Abel rakes his eyes, yelling angrily at Eagles. He Irish Whips Eagles, but Eagles reverses the move, and gaining speed, throws Abel right into the cage, face first! Eagles yells “GET UP!” at Abel, before lifting him up, and with more force, throws Abel back into the cage! He does the same a third time, opening a nice cut on the head of Abel. Eagles spits on him, before climbing up the cage. Abel gets up, wiping the blood from his face, before running over, jumping on the ropes, and hitting a springboard dropkick on Eagles into the cage wall! Eagles falls back, slamming into the canvas.

Abel looks at the cage, and begins to climb up. He gets closer and closer, before he sits on the top of the cage…but he stops. He looks down at Eagles, who isn’t moving, before snarling. He yells “YOU RUINED MY CAREER, YOU SON OF A BITCH! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!” before standing up, taking position…and jumping off with Shooting Star Press…BUT EAGLES ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!

Keith Oswalt: HOLY SHIT! Abel just missed a shooting star press from a fifteen foot cage top!!!

Eric Witz: I think we know who isn’t walking out of here tonight. Goddammit, that looked so painful.

Abel isn’t moving at all, his eyes closed and his breathing heavy. The crowd is absolutely going wild, chanting “FUCKING AWEOMSE!” as neither man appears to be getting up any time soon. Josh Eagles uses the ropes to pull himself up, and then begins to stomp the bloodied Adam Abel. He lifts him up, before dropping him with a facebuster. He lifts Abel back up, and Irish Whips him. He goes for a clothesline, but Abel ducks it, grabs Eagles, and hits a German suplex on him into the cage! Eagles writhes about in pain, but Abel isn’t done, as he drags Eagles, and pushes his face against the cage. He then runs off the ropes, and hits a shining wizard on Eagles face, right into the cage, opening up a cut on Eagles! He stands up, and spits some of his own blood on Eagles. He pulls up Eagles, and goes to push his face into the cage, but Eagles grabs him, and begins to grind his face in the walls. Abel spits his blood onto the walls, before turning around, right into the Eagles Wings (Celtic Cross). Abel appears knocked out, and Eagles begins to walk towards the steel cage door. He begins to push it open, which actually begins to work…that is, until Abel gets up. He glares over at Eagles, and charges him…but Eagles ducks, and Abel jumps headfirst into the door!

Abel stumbles around, and Eagles grabs him, locking in the Walls of Joshico! Abel screams in pain, and begins to crawl towards the now open door! He’s yelling in pain, his eyes rabid with craziness as he desperately crawls towards the door. He reaches out, his fingers barely touching the ropes. His hand goes up, his eyes tearing from the pain, and…

Eric Witz: You’re almost out!! KEEP GOING!!!

Keith Oswalt: Adam Abel is about to escape, but he’s gotta fight out of the Walls of Joshico to do it!!!

Abel doesn't tap, and grabs ahold of the bottom rope! Josh pulls on him, but Abel will absolutely not let go. He releases the hold, and Abel holds onto the bottom rope. Eagles then looks as the referee locks the door back, and he does nothing to stop him. Josh then begins to climb the walls himself. He gets midway up, before Abel gets up, and begins to desperately pull him down. He gets up on the ropes himself, and the two begin to throw more punch, before climbing up further. Both men are now on the edge, throwing punches, neither one willing to stop as blood flows freely from their faces. Abel throws more punches, and begins to push Eagles back in the ring...but before he moves, Josh yells "I'm sorry." He grabs ahold of Abel, brings one foot up, puts it against Abel's chin, and falls back into the ring, dragging in Abel with him, hitting an incredibly devestating Impact Asylum!!!

Keith Oswalt: OH MY GOD! HE COULD HAVE KILLED ABEL!

Eric Witz: Wow. Someone gets the EMTS down here! NOW!

Both men are lying there, neither one moving...but Eagles throws his hand over Abel, and the counts goes...

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Ike Rose: With a time of 15 minutes and 12 seconds, here is your winner...Josh Eagles!

Keith Oswalt: Wow. We have seen some incredible, brutal matches tonight...but that right there takes the cake. God, Abel's jaw could be in pieces after that move. These two enemies really gave it EVERYTHING.

Eric Witz: I'll admit, that was a damn fine show. These are two men that hate one another...but now it's over.

EMTS rush down to the ring, as the cage rises. They put both men on stretchers, as wheel them out, with the scene fading out...

[Jeremy Sterling]

As the scene opens up, the backstage parking lot can be seen. As the camera searches around, a body can be seen laying on the ground, and upon further inspection, the body can be determined to be Kid Flanagan’s as he has the Kingdom of Pride Syndicate championship around his shoulder. As the camera records this, KoP security quickly rushes to the spot and sees the downed Flanagan and helps the lifeless Flanagan to his feet, where a laceration is revealed along Flanagan’s head. As Flanagan is assisted to a medical trainer, the scene finally switches back to the ring as Keith Oswalt and Eric Witz can be seen discussing the footage.

Keith Oswalt: What is going on? Earlier we saw The Krieg destroy Lucas Young and Big Bubba Olson and now Kid Flanagan is knocked out backstage in the parking lot? Something needs to be done about this.

Eric Witz: I may not like Flanagan, but nobody deserves to be attacked on their way to the car, especially not after a hardcore match like Flanagan went through.

Keith Oswalt: I can’t believe what’s going on here, Sterling and Noble definitely need to do something about all of this. This is unbelievable.

[Jeremy Sterling]

Bitches I hope you know
Bitches I hope you know

"Bitches" plays through the speakers and the crowd boos as Christian Kane walks through the curtain with his ESW World Championship on one shoulder, his ESW Junior Heavyweight title on the other and Dani Clarke at his side. CK stops just a few inches from the curtain and looks around the arena as several small barely audible anti-CK chants start up. Dani slowly rubs Kane's abs before he pulls her head back by the hair and they exchange a sloppy French kiss.

After several seconds of this, he pushes her away and begins to walk down to the ring. The music keeps going and CK rushes down to the ring, moves around the side of it, then slides onto the hot apron. CK stands and raises both of his titles into the air, grinning. He puts the titles back onto his shoulders then

Dani climbs into the ring as CK ascends to the top of the closest turnbuckle. He looks around at the fans before spotting a pretty girl. He puts a hand to his lips and blows a mocking kiss as her boyfriend stands at the side, becoming enraged by the gesture. CK laughs and looks around some more before stopping at a rather chubby girl. He immediately waves a disgusted hand and jumps off the turnbuckle.

He and Dani meet up in the middle of the ring once more and give each other another French kiss. Christian hands Dani his titles before telling her to leave 'his' ring, smacking her ass on the way out. The fans keep booing as CK walks to the ropes and blows another patronizing kiss at them. The music dies down as Kane smiles arrogantly in the ring.[/I]

Ike Rose: The following contest is your scheduled main event, and is for the Kingdom of Pride Valiant Championship! Introducing first, the challenger, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 220 pounds, Christian Kane!

The lights in the arena go down as the opening beat of Where The Hood At hit’s the dark arena as the top of the entrance ramp fills with smoke. At the fifteen second mark the beat picks up as pink and gold lights start to flash all around the arena. At the twenty second mark lasers start to flicker all around as the entire entrance ramp is now covered in smoke as Chris Hart emerges from the back dressed in his long surfer style shorts and sneakers. He walks down to the arena bobbing to the beat, slapping the occasional one’s hand whilst carrying a smile on his facer. He slides into the ring and goes to the far corner, climbing the turnbuckle and throwing one arm up in the air. Chris then flips off the rope and either stares down his opponent, waiting for the bell to start the match.

Ike Rose: And his opponent, from Calgary, Alberta, Canada, weighing in at 195 pounds, he is the reigning Kingdom of Pride Valiant Champion, Chris Hart!

As the match gets ready to start, Chris Hart stares a hole straight through Christian Kane as Christian cockily grins while looking around at the crowd, looking as though he’s trying to find the next girl he’d like to do. Finally, the bell rings and without even a hint of warning, Chris Hart sprints right across the ring to the corner Christian Kane stands in and spears him into the turnbuckles. Continuously driving his shoulders into Christian’s stomach, Chris Hart finally takes a step back before hitting a quick dropkick to the corner. Following the dropkick, Chris Hart gets up to his feet before hitting a snapmare on Christian Kane. Having Christian Kane down on the ground, Chris Hart takes Christian Kane’s arm and puts him in a hammerlock. Wrenching Kane’s arm, Hart attempts to rips Kane’s arm out of his shoulder.

Despite the pain shooting through his shoulder, Christian Kane is able to use his own size against Chris Hart as he begins to stand back up. Once on his feet, Christian Kane reverses Chris Hart’s hammerlock and puts Hart into a hammerlock of his own. From here, Christian Kane goes to a headlock on Chris Hart, really wrenching down on his head. After a few wrenches, Christian Kane rolls out and puts Hart into a front headlock, but only stays here for a few seconds before he drops down and plants Chris Hart on his head with a DDT. After hitting the DDT, Christian Kane quickly turns Chris Hart over and goes for a quick cover, however this only results in Chris Hart quickly kicking out, a split second before even a one count.

Lifting Hart back up to his feet, Christian Kane delivers a stiff European uppercut to him to back him away, but despite the strike, Hart runs quickly back at Kane, but Kane is able to quickly rocket off an arm drag, which Chris Hart rolls through and gets back to his feet. Here, Hart again charges at Christian Kane, but stops short as Kane goes to through off another arm drag. Instead of hitting the arm drag, Christian Kane receives a knee to the back of his head as Chris Hart nails him with a shining enziguri! Having dazed Christian Kane with this move, Chris runs behind Christian Kane before getting back to him and taking him down to the mat with a one handed bulldog!

Keith Oswalt: Amazing speed and intelligence shown by Chris Hart there. Definitely showing why he is the Kingdom of Pride Valiant champion.

Eric Witz: Christian’s still warming up, give him a few minutes and we’ll have a new Kingdom of Pride Valiant champion on our hands.

Keith Oswalt: I swear, if that happens, I will walk out of this company. The Valiant champion should be somebody like Chris Hart who fights for our company, not the likes of Christian Kane.

Following up with the bulldog, Chris Hart goes right back to his technical game and locks on a side headlock on Christian Kane. Wrenching in Christian’s face, Chris Hart tries to continue to work over Christian’s neck before he finally rolls onto his stomach while keeping the hold locked on, putting Christian Kane into a front chancery. Attempting to further harm Christian Kane, Chris Hart bridges up on Christian’s neck before driving his knees down several times onto the top of Christian Kane’s head. After several of these knees, Chris Hart bridges over and locks Kane into a last chancery, attempting to force him to submit.

Bridging his body as high as he possibly can, Chris Hart begins to squeeze the life out of Christian Kane, but despite his energy fading, Christian Kane is able to roll to the left and forces Chris Hart to break his hold. Continuing to roll, Christian Kane finally rolls out of the ring, giving himself some distance between the champion as he tries to catch his breath.

Leaning on the steel barricade, Christian Kane nonchalantly talks to the females he’s almost leaning on, trying to regain his energy. However, as Christian Kane does this, Chris Hart gets back up to his feet and runs against the ropes before suicide sentoning over the top rope and down towards Christian Kane, only for Christian Kane to step out of the way at the very last second, letting Chris Hart crash into the fans in attendance!

Eric Witz: Arrest that man for battery! He’s attacking innocent fans!

Keith Oswalt: Are you kidding me!? Christian Kane is being a chicken, he could have saved them by just taking the move!

Eric Witz: Chicken? No, Christian Kane is intelligent, why would he save those fools and let Chris Hart go unharmed? Moving was the best choice for him! Hart shouldn’t have endangered our great fans, what a champion he is!

Grinning at his intelligence of moving out of the way, Christian Kane quickly rolls back into the ring and tells Chris Owens to go ahead and just award him the championship now as he says there’s no way Chris Hart’s going to recover. Refusing to listen to Christian Kane, Chris Owens watches as Chris Hart is helped back to his feet by the fans. Stumbling back to the steel barricade, Chris Hart slowly gets over the barricade before getting to the ring and slowly rolling in. Wasting no time in following up, Chris Hart begins to stomp Hart’s back before finally lifting him up to his feet and putting him against the ropes and delivering a stiff chop.

After chopping Hart’s chest, Christian whips him off the ropes and as Hart comes rushing back at Christian, Christian Kane levels him with a big boot, planting his foot in Hart’s face. Instantly dropping down with Chris Hart, Christian Kane covers Hart, thinking he has him beat here,

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Christian Kane quickly lifts Chris Hart back up to his feet and takes him into a lock up. Muscling Hart around, Christian Kane finally shoves Hart into the corner and begins to repeatedly elbow him in the head before finally going for one final elbow shot, only for Hart to move at the last second and begin to throw several rapid fire kicks to Christian Kane’s chest. After ten or so of these kicks, Hart finally lets up on Christian, who instantly drops to his knees. Grinning at this, Hart now runs to the ropes as Christian Kane stays on his knees and finally Hart runs back and nails a running dropkick right to the point of Christian Kane’s jaw!

Keith Oswalt: Good lord was that brutal! Christian Kane may have lost a tooth after that shot!

Eric Witz: A tooth?! He’d be lucky if his jaw’s not broken after that!

Keith Oswalt: That was definitely a hard shot, it wouldn’t surprise me if Christian Kane suffered a hairline fracture in his jaw.

Despite the hard kick, Chris Hart decides to not cover Christian Kane as he lifts him up from the ground and finally whips him off to the ropes and once Christian Kane comes back Chris Hart hits him with a flapjack, slamming Kane’s face into the mat. After this shot, Christian Kane goes up to his knees, holding his chest. Seeing Christian Kane do this, Chris Hart smiles as he viciously punts Christian Kane in the stomach, flipping him over onto his back. After the punt kick, Chris Hart covers Christian Kane,

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Not allowing himself to become frustrated with Kane’s kick out, Chris Hart shakes his head as he grabs Christian Kane by the back of his head and pulls him up to his feet and goes behind him before wrapping Christian Kane’s own arms around him and pulling them in tighter and finally hit’s him with an Aztec suplex! Not bothering to bridge back into a cover, Chris Hart rolls back up to his feet before pulling Christian Kane along with him, however before Hart can do anything, Christian Kane reaches up and rakes Chris Hart’s eyes, temporarily blinding him.

Drawing a warning from the referee for his actions, Christian Kane moves the ref out of his way and grabs Chris Hart and whips him to the ropes. As Hart bounces off the ropes, Christian Kane grabs him and swings him around before dropping him back first over his knee, hitting him with the Outbreak (Catatonic backbreaker)! Following this move, Hart stays on his knees holding his back as Christian Kane now runs to the ropes and when he comes back off the ropes, nails Chris Hart with a brutal STKO (Busaiku Knee kick)! Following the incredible combination of moves, Christian Kane grins as he covers Chris Hart,

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Keith Oswalt: Amazing kick out by Chris Hart as he saves his title!

Eric Witz: Come on Owens, that was three! Christian Kane just got robbed, he should be the new champ!

Slamming the mat, Christian Kane shakes his head as he looks to the outside and sees Dani Clarke standing and motions for her to get up on the apron. Happy to help Christian, Dani hops onto the apron and gets the refs attention as Christian Kane pulls a railroad spike from the inside of his boot! Grinning as he holds the spike, Christian Kane plants himself on top of Chris Hart and drives the nail into Hart’s face several times, leaving him split open with a huge gash in his forehead! After doing this, Christian Kane throws the spike out of the ring before grinning as he throws Chris over onto his stomach and finally locks Chris Hart into the Canadian Mapleleaf (Haas of Pain)!

Riveting in pain, Chris Hart tries to crawl to the ropes but is unable to do so as Christian Kane plants all of his weight on top of Chris, preventing him from moving. Despite this, Chris Hart refuses to tap out, but feels himself slowly fading out. Still with a little energy left in him, Chris Hart inches closer to the bottom rope, but finally Christian Kane torques his body higher, increasing the pressure even more. With the pain shooting through his body, Chris Hart finally stops moving which incites referee Chris Owens to walk over to Chris Hart and grabs his arm and watches it as it drops to the mat. However, a split second before it falls to the mat, Chris Hart seems to revive himself and saves himself from being ruled incapacitated.

Fueled solely by adrenaline, Chris Hart digs deep and finally drapes his arm around the bottom rope, forcing Christian Kane to break the hold. Despite the hold being broken though, Christian Kane gets away from Chris Hart as he begins to grin and dances in the corner, just waiting and baiting for Hart to get up. Slowly, Hart uses the ropes as he climbs to his feet. One at his feet, Chris Hart finally turns around, and Christian Kane rockets off the Super Sexy Kick (Superkick)! However, Chris Hart dodges the move and instead he shows his adrenaline rush as he kicks Christian Kane in the stomach before lifting Christian up to the top rope and snapping down and hitting the Broken Harts (Top rope assisted neckbreaker DDT) on Christian Kane! After having hit this move, Chris Hart struggles as he climbs up to the top rope and finally leaps off the top rope hitting Christian Kane with his famed Legacy Bomb (Spiral Tap)! Immediately following, Chris Hart covers Christian Kane,

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Ike Rose: Here is your winner, via pinfall, at 23 minutes and 14 seconds, and STILL Kingdom of Pride Valiant Champion, Chris Hart!

Keith Oswalt: Thank God! Chris Hart did it! He defeated Christian Kane!

Eric Witz: That’s bullshit! Christian Kane got robbed!

Having his arm raised, Chris Hart shows visible fatigue in his eyes but appears genuinely proud to still be called the face of Kingdom of Pride as he holds the championship in his hands, a smile growing over his face. Finally, as Chris Hart stands in the ring, holding his Valiant championship proudly, Autumn Annihilation comes to an end as the poster for Death’s Desire is revealed.

[Jeremy Sterling]